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tommybaholland · 4 years

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Hiya! I was wondering if I could request a one-shot with Sugawara where the reader is his best friend and secretly loves him but he doesn’t know? Then maybe another person catches his attention and the reader starts to distance themselves from Suga to try to spare themselves the hurt? Then maybe turns out the other person was just using Suga/wasn’t serious bout him and he realizes that the person he really loves is the reader but now they’re staying away from him and just angst and fluff and dramatic confessions?? Sorry if it’s far too much detail, I get carried away. Your writing is amazing, keep up the fantastic work!

somebody, some body

featuring: sugawara

goddddd i’m so sorry i am late with a post AGAIN. this has been way overdue to be posted actually, and last night i finished it and was almost done with editing but accidentally lost everything i added and edited in the draft :// so thank you for being patient with me! this ended up being pretty long, so hopefully that makes up for the wait :) anyway, i really liked this idea! i have a little personal experience with this kind of situation, so it was fun to explore those feelings a bit. thanks for requesting and enjoy!

you didn’t always know that you would be in love with koshi sugawara. your dynamic was always friendly, and nothing more. so where did you go wrong?

when you think back to your history with suga, you could never find yourself resenting any time you spent with him. it all started when you moved into his neighborhood and as a shy child, you didn’t have the easiest time making friends. but he was a kind boy who was around your age and made it easy for you to form a bond with him. after all those years, neither one of you had changed that much. you were still reserved at heart but, he was the one who pushed you to things that you both could enjoy.

one is joining the high school volleyball club together. you weren’t usually one to go outside of your comfort zone, but with him, you felt like you could do anything. he had you fuel your enthusiasm and you had him to thank for that. volleyball ended up being a great idea because it was quite a versatile sport that anyone could play. you found that you were quite athletic and took a liking to the libero position. there was just something exciting about digging a ball off the ground and rolling on the floor to get back up again. also, it looked pretty cool.

so that was great until you hurt your shoulder during a game, which ended up being more severe than it seemed. now you couldn’t lift your left arm very far over your head unless you wanted to dislocate your shoulder again. it was already a tough recovery period because all you wanted to do was get back to the game.

he was there with you for the entirety of it and even though he mostly encouraged you, he had to make sure you knew you wouldn’t do anything to hurt yourself. you felt helpless. it was the lowest he had ever seen you and he did everything he could to lift you back up again.

that was something you could never take for granted with him.

the thing about you and suga is that you were in constant contact, especially during school. if it wasn’t sending each other funny memes or tiktoks, you were either on snapchat with each other or texting. sometimes simultaneously.

are you alive??

yeah i’m awake, unfortunately

what do u want sugar-wara

whoa how are you up this early lol and sugar is my thing ok

let’s go get sweet buns before class

ur right, it is ur thing. ur sugar-wara

okay i’ll meet you by the light in 15

there was a lonely intersection in your neighborhood with a red stoplight that seems to have malfunctioned and now the light never stops blinking. you and suga lived on the same street, with the intersection being a perfect place to literally meet in the middle.

“hey, sugar-- uh oh. someone doesn’t look so sweet today!”

he was always so peppy in the mornings.

“yeah, well, maybe if someone didn’t wake me up with their annoying texts..”

“if you really don’t want to be woken up, you’d put your phone on do not disturb. you can thank me later for being your alarm clock.”

he gave you a bright smile and a few head pats before you set off down the road to your favorite bakery which happened to be on the way to school. you didn’t go every morning, but most days it was necessary for you to start your day off right.

“how’s the team looking this year, mr. vice captain?”

“pretty good, actually! four first years joined the team and one of them’s over six feet tall. our blocks will be unstoppable!”

there were several things you loved about suga but, if there was one thing you enjoyed most, it was hearing him get psyched about volleyball. even though you couldn’t play anymore, his undying enthusiasm for the sport made you feel like you were living through him vicariously.

“and there’s one who’s on the shorter side, only a little taller than noya. but he seems to have so much energy and drive, it’s just-- i don’t know, i have a feeling we could actually make it to nationals this year.”

“wow, that’s great!”

“you should come to practice and see them! also we just got asahi back so i need to make sure my sets really land.”

“kou, you know i love watching you guys but isn’t that what kiyoko’s there for?”

“well, yeah, but you know how i play best!”

“yeah, sure. it’s not like i have anything better to do.”

“you never let me down!”

his smile never let you down.

it was your senior year of high school and it felt like things were going to be nothing but great.

“so...speaking of you knowing me best,” he started rather hesitantly.

“what would you do if i...made you dinner?”

“i...what?”

“oh, uh, oh, no. not, like, i make you dinner but, like...rei finally agreed to come around tonight and i thought i’d make something for them.”

“oh, um,” you tried to force a smile. “yeah, i think they’d like that.”

“yeah? you don’t think it’s too cheesy or anything? we haven’t hung out very much but i’d thought it would be a nice way to show them that i mean what i feel, you know?”

“yeah, yeah! that sounds perfect, kou..”

if only they knew that they were so lucky.

you knew about this person, rei. they were your teammate and even a friend at one time. they transferred to karasuno during your second year and you bonded over your shared interest of the libero position. they didn’t get to play much that season until you got injured and had to quit playing.

to see them fill that position so easily, it made you feel so type of way. a way that suga couldn’t know because even though he was there for you, he couldn’t deny his feelings. you remember when he told you that he liked them. about how he’s liked them ever since they came to karasuno and about how he was nervous to talk to them.

and guess what?

you encouraged him. you encouraged him to try to pursue someone who you knew and liked, so now you had to hide that you were envious of both their position on the team AND the fact that your best friend is in love with them.

at first, you tried to look at it as a positive point. you were still friendly with them, but volleyball was the only thing that connected you so you didn’t talk to them that much anymore. but now that suga, the person you’re closest to, was talking to them, it opened up the possibility that you would be able to reconnect with them. you had to be supportive. you were his friend, his closest friend, after all.

the next morning you didn’t wake up from a text from suga. no, it took several snooze buttons to wake you up, which already put you in a bad mood.

it’s ur turn now. are u alive??

i actually woke up to my alarms, how weird. u must be dead lol

also have you done the english assignment yet? i need serious help >_<

you weren’t afraid to double, triple, even quadruple text him because more often than not, he did that to you. sometimes he’d even send longish paragraphs as he did later that day when classes had already started.

hey sorry today has just been filled with fun and thriving and good stuff! rei asked me if i wanted to meet up with them before school last night and they made me some sweet buns and they were soooo good. i think we’re going to eat lunch together with some of their friends from vbc. ugh english sucks for me too. idk why you think i’m good at it

you almost jumped at the gesture to reply. it was never this long that he would go without text you at least one dumb thing.

haha it’s okay don’t be sorry! so i guess last night went well?

also ur great at english sugar-wara what r u talking about??

it surprised you how quickly they seemed to become so friendly. it was kinda weird that he would already be spending a lot of time with her and now meeting all her friends. he probably already knew of them though, with volleyball and everything. the thoughts of how long you would have to wait for a reply crept in your mind, but that was quickly erased by an elapsed period of only a few minutes.

yeah it went great! they had never had someone cook for them before, so they really liked it. this morning they told me they’d show me how to make fried eggs bc i said i dont know how to use a stove lol

wait you made a whole meal for this person and u don’t know how to use the stove??

i used a crockpot and microwave ok :// don’t make fun of me dingus

well a stove would definitely broaden ur horizons lmao that’s nice it went well though

thank you i hope its going well

that conversation was truly the end of the beginning.

Every day after that seemed to happen the same way. you’d wake up, no text from suga. he hadn’t even replied to what you last said the previous night. you didn’t see him much either, but you knew who he was with probably. you would still stop by at volleyball practice where you did get to see him but they were there also. so you found yourself dipping out a lot more.

it just felt weird. seeing him talk to someone he didn’t even know before. they didn’t even know him. even when you two were on the team together, they never once showed much interest in him and now it just seemed strange that they would.

the transition was particularly difficult for you, as much as you didn’t want to admit it. one night you were so overwhelmed with work because you had waited too long to do it. frantically texting suga was an understatement.

you knew you couldn’t put all your reliance on him but it was weird that he wasn’t replying on a school night as he was just as much a procrastinator as you. you dragged yourself through the night, trying to put together a somewhat coherent speech for english the next day. which, again, started as it had for the past few weeks. you still hadn’t heard from him, but it doesn’t even matter anymore. by the time he replied, it was almost embarrassing on your part.

oh my god y/n i’m so sorry i didn’t reply sooner. i tried to get all my work done early so i could hang out with rei last night and i was asking my mom for advice and she told me to just pay attention to them as much as possible so i just wanted to be with them, you know? but i really hope you didn’t beat yourself up too much about it and that you got at least a little sleep. i’m sure your speech went well :)

you sounded desperate for his help and meanwhile, he’s genuinely trying to show someone how much they mean to him. could you look any more stupid?

you didn’t even want to reply but you felt like you had to.

no don’t be sorry koshi! if anything i’m sorry i was just super frustrated in the moment and didn’t know what to do. i managed to pull something halfway decent together i think so it’s all okay now

was it okay though?

that was when you realized that things would never be the same. you’re his best friend and that’s simply it. you mean something to him, but not the same something that they mean to him. you couldn’t go to him when you help because then you’d be taking his time away from someone who wanted to feel that special meaning. it was a hard pill to swallow, for sure. but there were still several questions that lingered in the potential of what your relationship could be.

isn’t it possible to be both a best friend and a partner at the same time? you didn’t see any problem with it, so why couldn’t it be true?

two weeks past and suga, your best friend, decided to let you in on some news.

going up against all these powerhouse schools is definitely tough but it’ll help our team in the long run. we’re really amped to play seijoh soon but also i have an s/o now who can come and cheer us on

WAIT you guys made it official?? when?

haha we’ve been official for like two weeks now

oh well that’s great!

(what the actual hell.)

months went by and you saw suga maybe two or three times. and only saw him, usually with the rest of the volleyball team or with rei and their friends. you texted now and then but it wasn’t the same. you had to accept that it wouldn’t be the same, so you did. you had a good group of friends who you spent more of your time with, as well as trying to focus as much as possible on school. entrance exams were coming up and you couldn’t let this be your downfall, even though you and suga had previously talked about possibly going to the same college together. but that wasn’t important anymore.

you had your priorities and suga had his.

which was the biggest reason why you decided not to go to the game against aoba johsai. you told him that you would try to make it, if schoolwork and college prep courses would lend you the chance. you were just trying to focus on yourself and work hard in on your own. you still texted him just to show that you still cared.

sorry i couldn’t make it to the game! how did it go?

we lost :’(( we were so close too

oh no :( i’m sorry kou. but i know you guys will get them next time!

he never replied, which only made you want to grow further from him.

summer vacation rolled around and it was about a month out from suga’s birthday. a strange text appeared from someone you didn’t expect.

Hey so I wanted to get manga for suga for his bday but I cannot for the life of me remember which ones he has so can you try to casually ask him which ones he has? like the next time you guys talk about manga or something?

you felt weird that they were asking for your help, considering that they now spent more time with him than you did. but you weren’t going to completely ignore them either.

to be honest we haven’t talked a whole lot lately but i’ll try to subtly ask him

Okay awesome thanks!

what were you thinking of getting him?

Deathnote lol nothing original

hmm maybe the new aot volume?

Yeah, that’s a good one. Or maybe BNHA

yeah that too! do you still want me to ask him?

Yeah could you?

yeah sure!

Yay thanks!

okay i’ll let you know what i find out

going through with this was even worse. if it were you, you’d take him to see his favorite artist in concert. he wasn’t never much of a concert guy but he would talk about how badly he wanted to go see them live. or a more lowkey and personal option would be to customize a crewneck for him. you had a knack for designing and decorating plain-looking clothes and he would try to do it himself but would always remark how much better yours always turned out.

but this time you’re simply the messenger and wouldn’t get that chance to get him something you know he’d love. not that he wouldn’t like manga, but it just seemed like they weren’t putting a ton of thought into it. maybe you couldn’t blame them though, it had only been a few months that they had been dating.

that conversation honestly seemed more out-of-the-blue than anything, but you were hoping that suga would be as oblivious as ever. it didn’t even matter in the end because he never even answered your subtle way of asking. you didn’t feel like double texting because a.) you hadn’t done that in months and b.) it seemed too obvious.

in the end, you did all that you could do and told rei that you had no information to provide, even after a week had passed. that was your, now monthly, interaction with suga that month.

but it wasn’t like you weren’t thinking about him.

your interactions moved from text to strictly snapchat, where you would hold streaks for considerable amounts of time. but every time you seemed to break contact with him, you found yourself blaming them. but you couldn’t blame them. they were with him, dating him. they had a right to claim a spot by his side. you had learned to pull back and just live your life.

but life didn’t want you to have a great time either. albeit through a simple app like snapchat, he was the one asking you if you were okay. at this point, you would probably just deflect but somehow, you found yourself telling him about how you didn’t do so well on your entrance exams, despite having done what you could to prepare for them. you just thought you were so focused to do well, but maybe it was too much focus. you told him it would be alright. another notification came through.

snapchat from sugar wara

you opened it to a selfie of him, one that was angled upwards to position him looking right up into the camera, his wide hazel eyes being the centerpiece of the photo. the caption simply said, “promise?”

and that was when it happened. you felt something different in your heart like it was knocked around in your chest. you smiled at the simple response and replied, “yeah i promise!!”

it felt strange, but you finally admitted it,

you were in love with koshi sugawara.

timing was, without a doubt, a demise in all of your previous relationship endeavors. you could never seem to get that part right, also coming in too fast or not knowing if you should wait. you had only hoped that someone you liked would like you just as much. so catching feelings for someone, strong feelings at that, was not part of your current life plans. let alone with suga, someone you were, at one point, extremely close to.

you know so much about him and what scared you was that your confession would be the only one that could mess up whatever relationship you had left with him. why couldn’t you just enjoy where you stood with him? why should your selfish feeling have to get in the way?

stupid was an understatement as you how you felt. he was still dating rei, and that didn’t look like it was going to end anytime soon. you didn’t know what to do or how to cope. you can fight your feelings, but they can’t change right away. and for as long as you’ve known suga, the history you’ve shared with him, it seemed like these feelings weren’t leaving anytime soon.

you spent the next couple of weeks trying to get everything out, while simultaneously trying to forget. you vented about it to your friends and while most of them offered advice, you stuck with just remaining stagnant. one of them suggested that you confess to him but that was what you feared most: that your feeling would become so overwhelming that you had to do something impulsive to relieve them. he would probably never talk to you again. there was nothing you could do. he was in a relationship with someone he really likes. why would you try to ruin that for him?

you didn’t go to any of the preliminaries, mostly because of prep courses and trying to prepare for the next round of entrance exams. you still kept up with suga and saw that they won in the game against seijoh and we now going to the finals against shiratorizawa. you swiped up on his story and typed a simple, “omg that's amazing!! see I knew you guys could do it.” you continue to scroll through your phone, not thinking that much about it until a notification popped up.

sugar wara is typing…

snapchat from sugar wara

yeah it was great! Wish you could have been here though :(

me too! college prep courses seem to have been taking up all my time :P

is there any chance that you could try to find time to come to finals?

we've been trying to get all the support that we can

plus it would be nice to see a familiar face there :)

yeah i'll see what i can do to try to be there!

wymd a familiar face? hasn't rei been going to the prelims?

they have been but we actually broke up about two weeks ago

i sort of initiated it but i promise it's okay

your eyes almost fell out of your head when you read that 2 weeks ago you were talking about how you were in love with him and were and decided to accept that it wasn't going to happen. now you're hearing that at the same time they had broken up? It seemed odd and... bittersweet.

oh no i'm sorry kou :(

you bit your lip as you couldn't help but ask.

wdym you initiated it tho?

so kageyama has been killing it as our setter especially with his quick attack move with hinata

rei was worried that i wasn't being treated fairly bc i'm a senior and vice-captain and all that. i tried to reassure them that i just want to see our team thrive and go to nationals but they still were worried about it and would talk about how they would go to games and never see me play once

it's been hard especially that it happened right before the seijoh game and now before finals

yeah i'm sure it's been difficult

but don't beat yourself don't blame yourself so much! the team needs your support just as much as it needs players. nobody could replace that :)

thanks y/n :) i appreciate you so much

although you thought you would be happy, you can’t help but still feel weird about this whole thing. you felt like the ball was in your court but your bum arm couldn’t receive it properly. your feelings for him had been strong and you felt like you had to pack them all the way so now it just felt wrong to let them flow out again. but now that there was no conflict of interest, did you have to hide your feelings?

it was more complicated than it was before. you didn't know how anything was going to play out at all and that kinda scared you. you did know one thing though, and that was how to be a loyal friend to suga because that's all you ever were from the start and that's what you could and would be for the future.

it was the friday before the finals game.

you decided to stay late after school to maximize your focus on studying. it seemed to have worked because the sun was going down before you knew it. you wanted to get ahead on work so you could go to the game tomorrow. you and suga had been talking more recently and while it wasn’t as much as it used to be, it was more than it had been in the past several months.

you quickly gathered up your things and left school for the night. the pretty orange and pink sky lit your way home through the quiet town and into the residential parts. at that point, the dark had met and light and-

“y/n! hey, wait!”

you turned to see none other than suga, jogging up behind you to catch up. you smiled at his sudden presence, looking past him to see the small group of the rest of the team.

“hey! funny seeing you here.”

“yeah, haha,” he chuckled, catching his breath from suddenly running a considerable distance. “are you going home?”

“yeah.”

“can i walk with you?”

“of course.”

great! so i’m guessing you stayed late at school? you’re still wearing your uniform.”

“oh, yeah,” you affirmed, looking down at your monotonous outfit. “i just wanted to be all caught up on work and studying so i could go to the game tomorrow.”

“oh, yeah? that’s good to hear! yeah, we were-- we just had a late practice. coach left before us but we wanted to stay a little longer.”

“i hope you guys win tomorrow, it seems like you’ve been working really hard.”

“yeah, i hope so too. we’ve come a long way in such a short amount of time, it just feels like we can’t stop now.”

you nodded in agreement. there was a beat of silence just then, and while it wasn’t awkward, it felt like something was lingering in the air.

“so, um,” he spoke up after several seconds. his eyes met yours and you felt that pang in your chest again, quickly looking away. “it’s been a while, huh?”

“yeah. yeah, it has, i guess,” you laughed lightly. you reached the intersection with the never-ending blinking stoplight and you turned around to face him.

“but i guess i’ll see you tomorrow, right?”

“yeah. yeah!”

“okay, get some sleep. goodnight.”

he nodded and you grinned at him before turning around to walk the rest of the way home until his voice stopped you again.

“hey, y/n?”

“yeah, kou?”

he looked down and all around, anywhere but your face.

“i, um, i know things have been kinda weird between for a while but it’s made me realize that i missed you, a lot.”

“yeah, i missed you, too.”

“but it’s also made me realize that i enjoy spending time with you and talking to you. like, even now, just talking to you makes me feel-- i don’t know. it makes me feel at ease like i’m home. and i’d really like to spend more time with you because i, um, i really like you.”

“you, you what?”

“i really like you, sugar.”

in all the ways you had imagined this happening, you never thought that you would feel your face fall to a frown, your heart beating in your ears. something just didn’t sit right with you about it.

“i, i, i don’t know what to say...”

“it’s okay if you don’t! i just wanted to tell you.”

“but why are you telling me this now?”

“do you-- do you not feel the same?”

“no. no! i’ve been wanting to hear you say something like that for so long, it’s just. you broke up with rei not too long ago and-- i don’t know. something isn’t right about it.” you shook your head, unsure of what you were trying to say.

“it’s how i feel,” he shrugged. “i just wanted to tell you and have a good feeling to hold onto to make tomorrow a little easier.”

you looked at him in disbelief.

“oh, so you think you can confess all that to me right before this big game and that i’ll automatically reciprocate those feelings when you just broke up with someone not even a month ago? i’m not a second choice--”

“no, sugar, listen, that’s not how i meant it at all--”

“no sugawara.” those words made him go quiet instantly. you never used his full name, there was always some sort of play on it, so this was serious.

“maybe that’s not how you meant it, but that’s how i’m taking it. i’ve been wanting to tell you for so long how i felt but i wanted to respect your feelings so i didn’t. so please, respect mine. i’m not the good luck charm that you can just confess to and expect that it’ll all be okay. this just isn’t right. i’m sorry, koshi.

your voice broke as his name left your lips, tears beginning to fall. you didn’t even give him a chance to respond, a rush of adrenaline telling you to quickly turn and get out of there.

you didn’t get much sleep that night.

it was hard not to think about your conflicted feelings over suga’s confession. you had hoped for that moment for a long time but the timing simply wasn’t right. how funny and ironic is that? you thought your timing was off. maybe you were meant for each other in that way. you couldn’t help but let your feelings get the best of you and you were beginning to become what you feared most from him. you thought he would immediately reject you and make you feel bad about ever saying anything about how you felt. but the roles are reversed and that was the part that blindsided you the most.

you didn’t think that how you reacted was wrong but you also couldn’t imagine how he was feeling right now. he just wanted to feel good right before a big game but that backfired right in his face. some might call it karma, but part of you thought he didn’t deserve it.

the pressure was setting in as the game went into the fifth and final set. what made it worse was kageyama wouldn’t be starting that set, his nose bleeding from the spike he took to the face. suga was genuinely thrilled to be a teacher, a mentor, and a support system for his fellow teammates. he didn’t mind that another, rather talented, setter had joined the team because that meant he wouldn’t have to worry about passing the position over to someone who he thought didn’t deserve it.

he almost forgot he was actually a player on the team when everyone looked to him to fill in. this was his moment and it just happened to be at the most overwhelming part of this game. Both teams were tired while simultaneously running on pure adrenaline to see who was going to come out on top.

suga had an opportunity, not only to start the set but be the trailblazer for their success.

the nerves set in as he held up the paddle with the number nine on it, kageyama holding it up with him for a moment. It was symbolic in a way. suga always thought he’d be passing the baton to him, his successor as karasuno’s official setter, but this felt just as sentimental. Suga hadn’t played much this season but he got to watch the team grow into something that it once was: something great. They’ve had their share of loss and strife but it finally seemed like they had come so far and the only direction they can go is up.

the nerves set in as he looked around, anywhere to ease them. His eyes automatically went to the team banner, black with the simple word ‘fly’ written over it, where all the school and their supporters were watching. he went down the line quickly but the wave of a hand caught his eye. his eyes shifted back and felt that familiar grin on him.

it was you.

“c’mon suga! You can do it!”

and so he did.

once the final ball hit the ground, the room was quiet with shock. it had been tight for most of the game but no one really expected this outcome. they were going to nationals. daichi, suga, and asahi embraced, taking in the satisfying feeling of victory.

after the awards ceremony, you were buzzing with excitement for them, trying to calmly follow the rest of the crowd out of the gym. you could tell they were somewhere along the hallway as another crowd formed to congratulate the winning team. you weaved in and out of it, even getting on your toes to see if you could spot a familiar head of gray hair.

you finally caught a glance at him from afar, his smile growing as his eyes locked onto yours.

“y/n!”

you mimicked his expression and found your feet moving quicker than your brain could process. he put in the same amount of haste to meet you in the middle. you both stopped at about an arm’s length away from each other. his flushed cheeks and slightly red but glistening eyes held your smile as you decided to speak first.

“hey, kou.”

“hey, sugar.”

another minute couldn’t be wasted as you finally crashed into one another. it felt better to hold somebody that you knew and genuinely loved. you could be sure that he felt the same way as he held your body tightly against him.

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Fan apprentice Bios

for the alotsgonnachange/the arcana cinematic universe that eye personally believe to be better than the original game...

Name: Isabella Ciccino

Meaning: Promise of God

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Height: 5′10

Birthday: October 28th

Star sign: Scorpio

MBTI: ISFJ-T

Patron Arcana: Justice

Sexuality: Lesbian

Favorite Food: Lemon chicken orzo

Drink: White wine (Vinho Verde)

Magical abilities: Plant care/recognition (green witch), Foraging

Ethnicity: A small rocky/mediterranean esque island off the coast of Venterre that would strongly resemble sicily and malta.

Family: Mother, Angela Ciccino (deceased). Younger sister, Annamaria Ciccino (deceased)

Backstory: WIP

Occupation: Seamstress/tailor

Hobbies: Ballet, reading, drinking wine, dancing, tending to plants

Familiar: None (for now i guess??)

Love Interest: Nadia

Description: Isabella is a mysterious and alluring magician. To most people she is kind and charming, but private. She is incredibly helpful and caring to those she is friends with and cares about and will drop what she’s doing to assist. Likes to do quiet introspective work like reading, sewing, knitting and caring for plants. She’s a bit of a homebody in that sense. She comes across as level-headed and assertive in formal settings and does not allow others to talk down to her. With friends, she is a bit more sassy and teasing. She hates answering personal questions and has strict boundaries, which can lead to her being standoffish and stubborn at times.

As a Love Interest: Very loyal and committed, generally very gentle towards whoever she is seeing. You are going to have to get her to open the fuck up though she’s not good at being vulnerable AT ALL. The type of gf who may or may not qualify as a therapist/mother which…yikes. needs to work through her fear of intimacy before she can have a healthy relationship awwww 5/10

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Name: Danielle Dupont

Meaning: God is my judge

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Height: 5′6

Birthday: September 7th

Star sign: Virgo

MBTI: ENFP-A

Patron Arcana: The Sun

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite food: Pain au Chocolat (Chocolatine for my canadians…)

Favorite drink: Espresso or a good wheaty ale

Magical Abilities: Sexual magic, chemistry/potionmaking, candle magic, topical balms/solutions

Ethnicity: Whatever the Arcana equivalent is of like. Western Europe germanic? A country including but not limited to Germany, France, Belgium, Luxembourg, Switzerland. Who cares really she is white and an Orphan

Family: Orphan!

Backstory: WIP

Occupation: Shop owner who sells potions, balms, candles and various other uhhh items usually of the purpose of sex (literally think a modern day sex shop with dildos and shit but also candles and skincare too)

Hobbies: Socializing, singing, making/testing potions, foraging, baking

Familiar: None, is in fact frightened of several animals due to trauma :(

Love interest: Lucio (Her taste is questionable and that’s okay!), also portia

Description: Danielle is a cunning and animated witch. She’s outgoing, bright and carries herself with confidence. In the past this has made her friends and enemies alike. She’s charming but can be a bit of a trickster. Her demeanor is generally calm and she does not often experience strong anger. She’s very smart and dedicated to her craft, and she is a perfectionist. As a worker, she gives excellent customer service and is a good saleswoman. To her friends, she’s teasing and wild, but loving and encouraging. On her worst days, she has the potential to be a bit more inconsiderate and is not the best at handling huge displays of emotions from others.

As a Love Interest: Girlllll…. first of all she needs to stop being emotionally stunted! My good sis cannot handle open displays of emotion at all and tends to shut down! The physical aspects are all there and excellent and she is going to be sweet, caring and loving but she needs to take things more seriously and be able to talk about feelings!!! 3/10

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Name: Jia Song

Meaning: In korean it’s “clear” or “good”

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 5’5”

Birthday: August 5th

Star sign: Leo

MBTI: ENFJ-A

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite Food: Pulled pork or a good seasoned steak

Drink: limeade

Magical Abilities: Potions/herbs and healing

Ethnicity: Her father is from the same country as Ki (in a modern AU, this would be like. Korea.) and her mother is from somewhere uhhhh near nopal or something. Warm tropical nice (in a modern au this would be Brazil), but she grew up in her mother's country.

Family: I don't currently have names but basically, her father, mother, aunt (deceased) and two younger brothers.

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Healer, researcher, linguist

Hobbies: Dancing, reading, adventuring

Familiar: None

Love Interest: Julian

Description: Jia is a bright and curious magician. She’s a bit nerdy and loves reading/learning new disciplines. She is an energetic and altruistic person who is liked by many. She comes off as kind and forthcoming. She is very helpful and if she can’t help directly she will find someone who can with her connections. To her friends, she is loyal and sweet and affectionate, but also has the potential to be grumpy and even a bit negative. She’s very determined in hard situations and won’t back down until things are made right. Despite this, she can potentially overthink and overestimate situations and is incredibly stubborn when she wants to be.

As a romantic partner: loving, but definitely also able to keep independence. Not necessarily a stage 5 clinger but somewhere in the middle. She will love just spending lots of time with a partner and just picking their brain and learning everything she can from them. The type to brag about them to her friends. A wonderful listener but give her a chance to speak too she likes talking a lot as well! 10/10 would recommend

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Name: Ki (Kiyoung) Kim

Meaning: Debatable but Ki alone means arisen and i’m getting “Vigor and eternal” But i think names differ based on the characters u use i am not korean so take this with a grain of salt

Gender: Nonbinary i think...

Pronouns: He/him or they/them doesn't have a preference

Height: 5′8″ Short king

Birthday: February 27th

Star sign: Pisces

MBTI: INFP-T

Sexuality: Gay

Favorite food: Budae Jjigae or Yongeun jorim

Favorite drink: any alcoholic beverage where you can’t taste the alcohol and strawberry milk

Magical Ability: Divination and mediumship (idk what the proper term is) so he can communicate with spirits/the dead

Ethnicity: Think of a small nation veeeery far away from Vesuvia that's cold for a lot of the year (for reference, think Korea).

Family: a twin sister named Jiyoung, 3 older sisters (Jiwoo, Jeongyeon, Joonhwa), mother and father and paternal grandfather and maternal grandmother who are living.

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Musician - mostly guitar and piano. Enjoys instrument care, arranging and performing in large ensembles, not a soloist by any means. He’s a great singer but he’s shy and singing gives him anxiety

Hobbies: Playing guitar, composing/arranging, reading, writing, shopping

Familiar: a tiny white dragon named Egg. Idc if dragons exist in this world but i feel like they HAVE to..

Love Interest: Asra

Description: Ki is a perceptive and witty magician. To most he comes off as a bit anxious and shy, which he is. Once you get past that, he’s eager, forthcoming and empathetic. He is very kind and likes to believe people have good intentions. He is very helpful and always tries to make sure others are comfortable and happy. He enjoys music and learning musical instruments. He prefers to work more in the background so as to not draw attention to himself. With his friends, he’s actually very talkative, silly and goofy. He’s prone to anxiety and may tense up or feel attacked when put into frightening situations. Unfortunately he has self destructive tendencies and low self esteem and has a hard time due to that.

As a Love Interest: perfect little s/o shut the FUCK UP…. that is if u can deal with low self esteem and anxiety! He really really tries though! He’s also shy with physical affection but will warm up to it eventually with familiarity and trust. Very doting and randomly shows up with delicious food and takes care of u when ur sick. 8/10

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Name: Mathilde “Tilly” LaRue

Meaning: Mighty In Battle? Lol

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 5’11

Birthday: January 16

Star Sign: Capricorn

MBTI: INTP-A

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite Food: Lentil soup

Drink: Black coffee

Magical Abilities: Divination, telekinesis, herbs, defensive magic

Ethnicity: From a large urban area with a large population somewhere in an area a bit cooler and rainier than Vesuvia. (think like. England)(in a modern AU think Afro-caribbean)

Family: Mother and Mother and an older sister named Topaz

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Court Magician (but like simply a well rounded witch who goes wherever the money is)

Hobbies: Exploring, foraging, reading

Familiar: A white ferret named Elle

Love Interest: Muriel

Description: Mathilde is a gentle and thoughtful magician. She is soft-spoken and hates raising her voice, and is often making bizarre and thought provoking side comments in most situations. She is curious and intuitive when it comes to magic and often able to use several methods to predict the future for others. She carries herself in a dreamlike/contemplative manner and does not really care what others think - She’s off in her own world. With friends, she has a good source of humor and gives good advice and is a very good listener. She has an affinity for animals and nature, and would generally prefer to be outside. She can tend to be unrealistic and naive and loses hold on her emotions in tough situations (angry crier…) and feels misunderstood by those around her.

As a love interest: Downright adorable. Sweet, will bring you cool items she found and very endearing. She’s also encouraging and surprisingly cheesy. Not outwardly clingy but if you let her she will. but good fucking luck starting to date her! She is extremely pretty and gets asked out almost every day, turning down 99.999999% of applicants because other people do not particularly interest her and her taste is insanely picky! 10/10 but FAT CHANCE

#my art #bios #my text #the arcana #fan apprentice #ki #tilly #danielle #isabella #jia #refs

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hongism · 3 years

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hi caly boo its ur 🌊 anon! i finally finished the most brilliant darkness and oh my lawd i’m in spain without the s. to put it shortly: U DID NOT DISAPPOINT BESTIE, and it seems unreal that u and ur mind and this fic even exists bc every moment is just polished to perfection, while simultaneously every character is polished to a sort of imperfect perfection(?). i have so many questions and things to say idek where to start, and tho im not good with words and even worse at deciphering hidden meanings, here are just some of my thoughts that i remember from the story.

hello my dear!!! eee im gonna answer separately since i think i’ll be very long-winded as usual but first of all thank you so much :(( this fic is actually very full of subliminal messages and hidden nuances that are weaved throughout which i think could be quite confusing so i apologize for that! if i had managed my time better, i would have adjusted when i started the fic to account for managing those aspects of the fic but alas i’m terrible at time management and i suck so. anyways.

first of all, ngl halfway into the story i lowkey forgot this was a wooyoung fic bc SANNN and also bc wooyoung appeared like 3 times lol. even after it finishing all that, i still had my doubts as to why this is a wooyoung fic, or more like why is san this significant in a wooyoung fic. im still a bit slow on these pls forgive me and im just curious why u made it like that.

i think yeah the most interesting thing about this fic is the emphasis on san over wooyoung. and when looking over it yeah i could have switched san and wooyoung’s characters and called it a day, but wooyoung really in my mind acts as the integral turning point for decisions made in the story.

the goal with the fic wasn’t really to be hyperfocused on the pairing itself, but rather the emotions and thought processes of each character (aside from wooyoung). wooyoung was kept intentionally mysterious and a bit set apart from the rest of the fic because his role in story was moreso an abstract of hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home. wooyoung’s character appeared in times where y/n was struggling with the thought of home or adjusting to the new changes in her life! wooyoung’s pairing itself was actually intended to be solely platonic at first, but as the story went on i thought having mc develop feelings for him added another turning point in the fic!

moving on, the second biggest question i had is the whole hestia!wooyoung and cafe aurora situation. i did a bit of reading on hestia and only found out that she was the goddess of hearth, which might explain the fireplace and the kind of homey feeling to the cafe. and ‘cafe aurora not really existing to most’ part, which was already hinted at wooyoung randomly disappearing, mc never seeing the cafe before or wooyoung only bringing people he wants into it. i get that him inviting mc must suggest her significance to him, but why was he so adamant about his friends not mentioning him or the cafe to mc before that? wooyoung is quite a mysterious character i think, and given that this fic is supposed to be about him, it’s a bit odd that there’s still so many things left unknown, but its kinda cool that way nonetheless and im guessing u would also like to explain that further outside of the story too.

i think my biggest regret about this fic is the fucking summary.... i wrote that summary well before i even started writing the fic thinking it would go in that direction but it didn’t. and since this fic was for a collab, i left the summary as is because i genuinely cannot for the life of me figure out a better one. but i’m trying to figure out a better one. but i really fucking hate the current summary because it’s not at all what the fic is truly about and i hate it.

however, i don’t hate the fic itself, and the reason why i don’t is because i got to play with both my writing style and how i displayed the story. for this collab we were asked to pick a greek god and one of the seven deadly sins, and i selected hestia and sloth. and initially i had intended to have sloth be represented by the reader’s depression, and wooyoung be a more ‘real’ depiction of hestia. i shifted gears very early on in the fic but what it became is moreso abstract realizations in the characters.

san’s character is meant to be this idea of sloth, and it’s mentioned several times that he doesn’t want to move forward, he wants to go slow, he wants to stop moving so fast through life, and those things point to him being a depiction of sloth

wooyoung’s was harder to encapsulate in a more abstract way but you hit the nail on the head really with the homey feeling of the cafe. beyond that, mc talks about just naturally feeling at ease and comfortable with how things are with wooyoung and being around him, and he takes up this role of being the likeable, warm, cozy, comforting character. it all comes to a head in the last scene where he brings both y/n and san into the cafe.

and again wooyoung’s character is meant to be most mysterious and abstract, but if i had had more time to fully flesh out the fic, i think i would have liked to touch more on him. at the same time however i left it more open-ended and open to interpretation. the significance in him inviting mc in and not being mentioned by the others sooner is twofold. one; the others never really had any reason whatsoever to mention wooyoung. he was a friend outside the circle who never joined in with them when mc was around. i personally in my own friendships don’t mention friends outside the circle by name or anything, just kinda vaguely talking about them unless im certain the people know who this person is. the concept of wooyoung having to invite mc in was more nuanced and vague as well, intentionally so, but that was moreso meant to represent this idea of ‘you can’t make a home somewhere where you aren’t invited’ so y/n couldn’t fully make a home of the place she was in without being invited in and welcomed in, but again that’s something i wish i had more time to fully flesh out.

the hongjoong speech about love (and also the interaction with seonghwa after that) deserves a standing ovation of its own 👏 unfortunately, or not, im not actually going through the emotional turmoil regarding love the same way as hj or mc to be able to fully relate to his words, but the whole ‘if you dont love what u see in the mirror then u dont love it’ mentality really hit me hard, and i’d like to hang onto that when i make decisions in the future haha thank you wise caly! seonghwa and hongjoong’s story is also beautiful, and just like mc said, the more i look at it the more it hurts :’)

the hongjoong speech about love was meant to be something very jaded and specific to his worldview. it actually isn’t wholly how i view love personally, but it was a perfect description to how both he and y/n perceived the love in their own lives. mostly thanks to their own emotional turmoils. the mentality of the mirror quote is something that i think i also struggle with, which is why i included it. it’s hard to do, but even in friendships, i think it’s necessarily to stop and look at the person you were before this relationship and then the person during this relationship. if you don’t love the one you are now, then maybe it’s a sign to reflect and see the bigger picture, so that was a lil reminder to myself and i’m glad it touched you as well!!!

“do you love him, or do you love the idea of being in love with him?” - haha i see what u did there (or maybe i didnt please dont laugh at me if i didnt). its still so good everytime i see it bc i keep finding myself loving just the idea of things time and time again even when this makes total sense to me oof :/

heh yeah again with the more abstract concepts this one was more direct and ‘cliche’ but i fully wanted that cliche in the fic because i thought it suited the situation where mc was constantly struggling with a version of san that she thought she loved vs the version of san she got every time they were together

despite how enlightened she seems to be, mc still made the same choices, and i wanna smack her for it and pat her back at the same time. and maybe also bc of the fact that she feels so differently for the two men that i feel like no ending could really justify her decision, so ending in the vague is probably the best. your ending might kind of allude to someone more than the other already, and tho i still don’t think he’s the best one for her based on just my pov on love, i kinda agree with you. but again, this raises the question of, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic?

and yeah the whole knife in the chest at the end of it all is that she was still too scared to face the music so to speak. but really i would say she made the same choices up until the conversation on the balcony with san. and you’re absolutely right, the reason i chose the ending the way i did was because either way, there’s no justification. and actually although it might seems like i was alluding to someone specific, san being in the cafe at the very end was moreso to represent that as much as they fought, he still very much loved her and wanted to be loved by her. it was kinda an open casket ending there were no nails in the coffin, the choice between wooyoung and san still stands and an argument could be made for either of them! i think this is a fic that i could see myself revisiting one day with two endings - one for san, and one for wooyoung.

something i didn’t mention earlier about wooyoung’s character being left intentionally mysterious was that he was representing a new and budding love. the honeymoon phase where you’re falling for someone you don’t even really know. you are the reader aren’t meant to really know who wooyoung is because of that beyond what you read about him, so his past and such was left out intentionally to represent that idea of ‘hey wow im in love with a stranger!’ whereas san was this gritty love that’s bad for you. and there are pros and cons to each just as with anything!!

so,,,, why a wooyoung fic and not a san fic? well i picked wooyoung for my collab so he was one of the main focuses of the fic regardless of which direction i took with it. as for why wooyoung wasn’t more forward, i already answered that but !!! i view it as both a wooyoung fic and a san fic. both are highlighted characters with main pairing roles!

i literally just woke up to write this and am going back to sleep ahaha so i apologize if this makes no sense. i somehow felt like i’ve read so much yet so little at the same time, maybe bc there are still so many things i havent fully made sense of, and that’s where i hope you come in and enlighten me. i still stand by my word that this fic deserves so much more recognition despite the lack of explicit smut bc of how much more you’ve explored through character building. love you caly and thank u for working so hard <3 — 🌊

no worries my beloved i hope you go back to sleep and get lots and lots of rest!! and i hope my response helps enlighten the not so clear things as well dgjdklfg but really thank you so much. it was a long fic and hard to get through at times, but as a whole, i’m proud of it and what i created, so thank you for recognizing my efforts and appreciating them 🥺

#🌊 anon #fic; the most brilliant darkness

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Oooh yeah the first time I was playing as a female mc because I wanted to romance ava and I usually go male mc if I want to romance a man and female mc if I want to romance a woman (and I think there was one book with where mc could be non-binary so I picked that one but I didn't finished the book), and Stacy's brother felt Hetero™ in a way, like Hollywood ish (? Honestly like cinematographicly bad hetero) but I ended up really loving Andy too, and Stacy felt a little flat but also I really liked her potential, like go crazy girl, and the mom issues.

Apart but holy shit you're 10000% right about that teacher like who inmediately threatens expulsion just like that for something not violent ??? And to an honor student with way too much on his plate ??? Obviously it would have been bad with any student, but you have literally the reason of why he's doing it and as a teacher HE LITERALLY COULD HAVE HELPED WITH IT ??????? Like something teachers can't really help students because it's a family thing only or is a financial struggle or etc but it was literally because of school (and his family, but the teacher could have heloed him with the school part)

(Identity thief anon (also I go by any pronouns ahhshs))

ur valid! that's lowkey what i wish i'd do (picking female MC if my fave LI is female and the other way around, i mean) but unfortunately i always go into the stories blindly having no idea what i'll find </3 so i cant really do that doiajdiosa and then i get attached for the MC i picked so i feel bad about changing their gender/name/appearance when i replay. so what i usually do is that i pick a male MC when i get the option because A- u don't always get the option, so i end up being male half the time and female half the time either way; and B- i feel slightly more comfortable with a male identity than a female one. like i'm still nonbinary and i wouldn't consider myself male aligned or within the gender of Man, but like... when i first came out i went by any pronouns but then because im afab everyone was like "cool, she/her only it is" so i was like fuck that and stopped using she/her. so i feel slightly more comfortable with a masc MC and end up going with that

there's also the fact that it always feels slightly genderfucky to have a male MC because choices is so sexist and also always writes the stories assuming ull pick a female MC, even when they give u the option not to. so when u pick a male MC he's very like not toxically masc and some things they add to make a QuiRkY MC that are very white woman and would feel annoying are actually kind of subversive for my black and brown male MCs. so like another win for queerness /j

ILITW MC in particular i feel has HUGE nonbinary vibes like no reason at all he just does <3 maybe it's just that for once the male clothes for ILITW actually fUCK. i wanna dress in that goth outfit <3 so gorgeous ugh. i love him even tho he's a fucking dumbass

also there's a book where an MC can be enby? worm? ive only ever read one book in choices with any enby characters at all (america's most elligible, books 2-3) but they weren't even a LI which is disappointing cuz they were a billion times superior to any of the LIs. sorry america's most elligible LIs fans

also oh connor IS the epitome of white cistraight man even when u play as a man tbh, like he was just so cistraight to me daouhdsaojdasij he kind of annoys me but also i forget that he even exists until he shows up onscreen and choices starts trying to push me into his lap and i'm just like, ugh, not again

and yeah i think i feel a similar way about stacy. i don't dislike her as a character and i don't feel like she as a character felt flat, her growth was very interesting and i loved seeing her start to challenge her mom like YESSS GO GIRL GIVE US EVERYTHING, she just felt flat as a LI to me ig? like idk i didn't feel chemistry between her and my MC personally, but also like, stacy girls are valid u know

right exactly. like i don't think ppl really understand that a school that doesn't drive people to cry during finals week and feel absolutely crushed by having to be there and that makes ppl feel like they're stupid, not enough, and overwhelmed IS IN FACT POSSIBLE and actually pretty easy to make when we stop treating students like statistics that will get the school more clients/funding (depending on whether it's a private or public school). and like as a teacher getting my degree in brasil it just feels completely surreal to me that anyone would see a student who's so overwhelmed by the amount of extracurriculars and responsibilities he feels like he has to take that he starts taking drugs to help his performance despite it affecting his health, and see that as like... something morally reprehensible? like it is bad that it happened but it's not the student's fault, what's morally reprehensible are the circumstances that led to his decision, not his decision

and like it is very much a systemic problem, more and more kids are taking focus pills to be able to survive the pressure of school and have a shot at a future, either on their own or because we are actually medicalizing not existing to be productive. and if it's a systemic problem then the fault is at the system?? and like holy shit i legit don't understand why choices gave us options like being like "it still isn't enough" when lucas gets rid of his pills, what do you mean it isn't enough??? enough for what??? to FORGIVE him???? for something that only hurt himself??? for something that is very much a systemic problem and therefore NOT HIS FAULT????? literally what the fuck even is this, lucas doesn't have to "make up" for a single thing, he needs to be HELPED is what he needs

like idk i know that the school system in the US is...... extremely backwards lmao which is not a term i like to use because it usually implies imperialistic views but the US is the height of world imperialism so like actually idc. brasil has a pretty progressive constitution and as a teacher my whole education was focused on being critical of the school system, particularly the productivity obsession, and drilling into us again and again that we aren't supposed to just be teaching subjects, we are also supposed to be teaching how to be a citizen, be a critical human being, work towards building a better future, and learning and growing AS A PERSON to be healthy and happy are values of the school system

like that's easier said than done when schools are under insane amounts of pressure by companies in practice to be productivity-driven, and most teachers who actually want to do a good job end up having to live at the edge of the knife and constantly fighting back outside pressure, but at least it is very much a mandatory part of our education to become teachers and also like literally part of the constitution. so i just... i can't fathom reacting the way mr cooper did? like as a teacher i felt BETRAYED, i felt like he shat all over my profession because that is the opposite of what we should be doing, this is a kid who needs help

and just like hOLY SHIT HE DID NOTHING WRONG, what are you punishing him for??? it's not even a like, stealing bread to feed your family situation, because what he did HAS NO VICTIM OTHER THAN HIMSELF, and therefore HE IS THE VICTIM NOT THE CULPRIT. he doesn't have to repent or atone or answer for a single fucking thing, he didn't victimize others, he doesn't have to apologize, there's nothing to punish him fOR??? like i don't believe in punishment anyway cuz im a prison abolitionist but doDAUSDJADASIJDAS???????????? HE DIDN'T. HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG. WHY IS THIS WHOLE GAME ACTING AS IF HE WAS IN THE WRONG. OH MY GOD

it's like saying that someone needs to be forgiven for self harming????? like how is it that someone has been hurt continuously until it led them to hurt themselves and then they have to? make up for it to a bunch of other ppl? my god it makes me so mad and i genuinely don't understand the logic, like usually when i see someone doing fucked up shit i can see the logic but i don't agree with it, but this time i genuinely DON'T SEE THE LOGIC. my USan friends said it was because he was technically doing drugs but like i legit still don't understand

anyway any school that drives a student to do something like that needs to rethink their entire curriculum and the psychological effect it's having on kids, because lucas is 1- not even the first one according to mr cooper; 2- even if he was, that'd be the only one who got CAUGHT; and 3- even if there was really only one singular student who went tHIS far, i doubt the others weren't feeling that same pressure and dealing with it in other similarly unhealthy ways

i know that's probably easier in brasil than in the US even if it's by no means easy here because here at least in public schools the curriculum and political-pedagogical plan has to be agreed on by the school community (teachers, parents, students, workers, and anyone who lives in the area of the school) and it's updated every year, so like, you have more means to do something to change the school in a deeper way, altho of course that still has to mean swinging the rest of the community, but still. but at the very least he could have looked for counseling for him? tried to find a way to take some of the workload off his shoulders? given him some more time on assignments? motioning for all the clubs he was the president of to have co-presidents so he was less overwhelmed?

like there was just daodsao he could have done so many things and he justs DIDN'T he chose to not only punish him instead but quite literally THREATEN HIM WITH DEATH because that's what calling the police on a latino student over a drug charge is. like he might've survived but the possibility that he would fucking DIE was very much there, and i know choices didn't think of that because they'd rather die than think about the racial implications of anything but holy fucking shit. and im not even getting into how mr cooper is BLACK because then ill just start biting people like thanks for putting that threat on a black character's mouth choices. if u need me ill be foaming at the mouth

anyway SORRY god why is it that i always get to the salty part within 2 seconds of joining a fandom i promise that i actually like it lives and the way they handled most of their plot, i genuinely think it's a very well written and actually worth ur time story but i just doadosaida like i said particularly as a teacher in the context where i'm being taught, plus with all my political beliefs, i just can't let it go aaaa

also ty for telling me ur pronouns! idk if i assumed them at any time, i don't think so but i might have done so without realizing and if i did im really sorry. also sorry for the gigantic salty reply daojdsaojdaisjsajdoadsaodasj rip me i never shut up

#it lives spoilers #ilitw spoilers #it lives #salt #long post #drugs tw #cops tw #police brutality tw #racism tw #victim blaming tw #anti connor green #ilitw #lucas thomas #ask #identity thief anon #self harm tw

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matoitech · 4 years

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hope its okay to ask, but do you know any tips or resources on preventing autism meltdowns/shutdowns?

i cant think of any specific resource w good info right now unfortunately but heres some stuff i do. also these r kinda for like the As Ur Feeling It Build Up to where its getting intolerable stage so if u meant just like in general i can try to help w that instead but here goes, some things i do to help cope n prevent stuff

if its possible and ur in enough control of ur body, remove urself from the ppl or situation ur in- if ur around ppl just stepping away to b by urself for a bit can help u feel a little better, or at least a little Less bad. outside, into another room, just another place where u dont have the added stressors of noise and masking and whatnot

try to reduce how much sensory input ur getting- if u need sunglasses, headphones, stim toys, pressure/weight, etc, use or try that if its safe to. sometimes ur body can be overwhelmed by something u cant consciously notice, like electricity humming in the wall + bright lights + traffic + ppls voices + ur clothes r rly uncomfortable, etc, so things like turning off lights and such to see what makes u feel more physically comfortable can b helpful (if u can)

and/or you may be thirsty, tired, hungry, emotional, etc and ur not getting the signals for that so ur body is showing its discomfort or upset in other ways. u may need to change into more comfortable clothes, go to the bathroom, eat something, etc. checking w ur body (and emotional state) can help prevent meltdowns/shutdowns or prepare for them. this stuff can b difficult to try and figure out tho so dont put urself down if u still end up having a meltdown or shutdown, ur body gets overwhelmed and sometimes i have not found another way to direct it than to sleep it off for a while. it sucks and its painful but if ur exhausted u might just need it :(

drinking water, listening to relaxing music, doing breathing exercises, and other things can help 4 me. usual ‘calming’ techniques might not help u feel physically better but can help center u a bit to feel less agonized

if ur safe to do so, try stimming if u can? sometimes ur instinct can be to tense up and shut down, but if its possible and doesnt make u feel worse, stimming can help- even just watching a rythmic gif or smth can help. sometimes ive noticed i feel rly bad like im gonna shutdown or im really twitchy and all over the place but then i realize i havent been stimming enough and that helps. if it doesnt help then u dont have to continue it, sometimes u just need to lie down unmoving in the dark for a while. when i need to shutdown thats generally what i do and i dont have any tips for preventing it when u get to that stage bc sometimes u just gotta reset i think

i would def suggest trying to chill out alone tho cuz ik not everyones like that, some ppl need like physical comfort from other ppl when theyre in shutdown mode, but at least 4 me it helps to just lie down under a bunch of blankets in the dark for a few hours

distractions can also help if just lying there bores u lol, test out what makes u feel ok (doin smth quiet w ur hands is usually good) and what u r not a fan of

most of this stuff was more for shutdowns but can still b applicable to meltdowns, but more meltdown specific, b4 i meltdown im rly prickly (emotionally) and have a lot of scattered shaky energy bc its usually caused by emotional overload so pacing and body stimming can help a lot 4 me at least to try n get that level. its better to direct the energy somewhere else instead of @ another person generally lol

uhh if anyone has any tips feel free to suggest stuff cuz i am scattered rn and can only think of a couple things!

#hope any of this helps anon.. i went in2 some tags 2 try n find stuff n couldnt tho i KNOW ive seen posts abt it b4. hmm #anon #fess replies

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super-cerulean · 6 years

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Two Way Street

Request: Hi sweetheart, can I request a #10 & #13 from Jason Todd prompt challenge? Sorry to bother u. I love ur blog (The prompts were Jason being Jealous of the reader and Dick and the reader being jealous of Jason and Kori)

Warnings: Language

Part One/ Part Two

Jason Todd had been a friend of yours before you had even become a superhero. You met him after he had become Red Hood while he was doing an undercover mission at the bar you worked at. The two of you became quick friends and it didn’t take long for you to figure out who he really was. Though you thought what he did was cool and noble, you never really saw yourself doing it. Some people were cut out for staying up all night exchanging bullets with the criminal underworld and some weren’t. You didn’t think you were cut out for that kind of life. Of course, there were all types of ways to be a superhero and you ended up finding that out the hard way. Being a vigilante didn’t fit well for you, but apparently being a Green Lantern did. At least that’s what everyone told you after the ring had dragged you halfway across the galaxy. From then on, you found yourself doing a lot of things you wouldn’t have even dreamed of; one such thing being assisting Jason’s brother Dick on a mission.

Getting the call from Nightwing was surprising, but it wasn’t the first time you had been asked to assist another hero. Jason had done it plenty of times under the guise of “extra training” when he needed back up or wanted you to use your ring to help with something. If you hadn’t known him as well you might have gotten angry that he was using your powers for his own gain. Unfortunately, you’d known him long enough to have asked for the Red Hood’s help enough times to allow him the freedom of using you in the same way. Karma really could be a bitch sometimes.

Despite not having any experience working with Dick or in Bludhaven, you knew him well enough had been bored with life between your own missions so you suited up, charged your ring and went out. Dick was working on a case where alien technology was involved, so he wanted help from someone who was more familiar with it. Of course, being a close friend of Jason and a nosey person in general, you knew Kori and you knew they had a thing going on. Why he'd asked for your help instead of hers was intriguing to say the least and the question burned in the back of your mind for most of the mission until he finally decided to bring it up.

“So um. Besides this mission, I kind of need your help with something,” he said while you were travelling to your next destination. Your ring allowed you to fly on your own, but you didn’t feel like dealing with Dick travelling across rooftops so you made a small plane construct for Dick to ride in. It was a lot quicker and made it easier to talk to each other.

“And what would that be?” You slowed your own speed, trailing parallel to the construct to better hear him over the sound of wind in your ears. Dick leaned onto the front of the plane, his hair flying away from his mask and exposing the entirety of his face. His eyes were covered by his mask, but you could still read most of his expression. He seemed nervous, biting his lip as he figured out what he wanted to say.

“It’s kind of dumb, but I needed help with something with Starfire.”

“Okay? You’re starting to freak me out with this cryptic shit,” you responded.

“Well I've been trying to figure out what we are for the longest time but she really doesn't seem like she wants to be in a relationship. So I asked her about it and we got into a huge fight because I said I wanted to have an actual relationship and she wanted to keep things the way they are. So I said, fine but if you don’t want to take this seriously, then neither will I.” You paused, eyes wandering away from his face as you though then returning with a confused look.

“...so, because you wanted a more serious relationship…you broke up?”

“I don’t know, there isn’t anything to really break up since we apparently aren’t that serious. I want to be with her and all, I just wish she would...you know, think me as more than a dick appointment.” He paused, seeing you quirk a smile at his choice of words, and sighed. “No pun intended.”

“Okay, so what do you want me to do about it?”

“I want you to help me make her jealous.”

“Me? She will kick. My. Ass. I've only been a Green Lantern for like half a year, I couldn't take her in a fight.” You turned suddenly so that you were facing him, slowing to an almost complete stop. “Not only that, but trying to make her jealous? That’s kind of fucked up.”

“I won’t let it go that far, I just want to do something to find out if she cares about me as much as I care about her. I know it’s a shitty thing to do, but I don’t think she realizes how it feels to not know where we stand.” You were quiet, turning around again and guiding you to the location you needed to go for your mission and deconstructing the plane once Dick had stepped out of it. “I just really need someone to help with this and you’re the best candidate.”

“Why?”

“You just got into this whole hero circle so it wouldn't be completely insane for us to be flirting. We’re kind of in similar circles and you’re obviously not bad looking.”

“Oh haha, you're so funny,” you retorted. Even though you were still teasing each other, you were actually thinking about his proposal. He was right that Kori would likely not get angry enough to fight you, but it was kind of odd. His intentions were good but you had a bad feeling about the whole thing.

“I know we’re not that close and all, but I feel like I’m running out of options. If you’re not comfortable with it, it’s fine though. I can ask someone else or find another way.”

“You know what? Fine, if this blows up it'll be in your face so I don't have that much to lose.” Dick broke into a grin at your agreement to help him and you rolled your eyes.

“Absolutely, if Kori really does get mad, I’ll tell her it was all me. And if it doesn’t work and whatever sliver of a relationship I had is ruined, at least I can say I made a new friend.”

“I’m glad you’re making jokes to cope with this, because that’s more than likely what’s going to happen.”

“Let’s hope it doesn’t,” Dick responded. He turned to walk away, but suddenly faced you again. “Oh, and don’t mention this to Jason. I know you guys are close but he’s also close with Kori and I don’t want him to ruin the plan.”

“You do realize we started sharing an apartment like a month ago, right?” You narrowed your eyes at him, crossing your arms over your chest. Maybe you should have just told him to find someone else. Jason was now your closest friend and lying to him didn’t feel right; even if it was to help his brother out.

“Yes, but it’ll be fine. We’ll let him believe it with Star for a while until the plan is done. Then, you can tell him and laugh about how dumb this is.”

After a moment of heavy thought, you finally sighed in defeat. “...Alright, I guess that's fair.”

“So you’re in?”

“Yeah, I’m in.

Dick had apparently thought everything through before he even asked for your help. He wanted to start off small with random video chats while he was at the Titan’s Tower and inviting you over to hang out with him when he knew Kori would be there. You didn’t put much thought into it because the plan wasn’t really yours, so you weren’t even sure it was working. He wasn’t doing much outside of hanging out and talking to you more. When he asked you to help make Kori jealous, you thought he would be acting overly flirtatious, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Whatever it was, you were at least glad you didn’t have to do much either. The only real indication that anything was different came a few days in when Jason brought it up.

It was a lazy day where both of you were relaxing after going through hell doing Red Hood and Green Lantern work respectively. Jason was sitting in an armchair opposite to you in sweat pants and a plain t-shirt while you reclined on the couch in your own pajamas. Dick had been texting you back and forth for a while since you had gotten home and you were laughing at the dumb things he’d been talking about. Despite the whole situation, Dick was actually pretty fun to talk to. If he didn’t end up dead in a ditch, you’d be glad to keep up a friendship with him. It was while the thought had crossed your mind that Jason suddenly spoke up.

“I heard that you and Nightwing have been working together a lot…” You looked up, seeing Jason glancing at you over his book. His eyes remained on the page, but he was waiting on a response from you as he read. The fact that he even knew about it surprised you, so when he spoke you had to take a moment to find a response.

“Yeah, I guess we have.” Jason didn’t react much besides nodding at first, so you thought he was done with it. He seemed to not care much about the whole thing other than being curious as he continued to stare down at the pages in his book. Then, he surprised you again by pressing a bit further into his inquiry.

“I didn’t know you two were that close.”

“Well we weren’t, but he asked me to help him on a case and we’ve been talking a lot since then.” You watched Jason carefully. He seemed like he wanted to say something more, but he was biting his tongue. You wondered just how much Kori had told him and what Dick had been doing on his end. Having the effects of his plan ripple into your house was a bit unnerving, but you kept your promise to Dick not to say anything to Jason. He seemed fairly nonchalant about it, so you didn’t think too much about him asking you. The only thing that worried you was that Dick’s plan might interfere with your own relationships, but that seemed to not be the case. At least that was what you thought.

He may have looked cool as a cucumber to you, but he was internally fuming. Kori had only told him about your relationship with Dick the night before and he was even angrier a day later than he had been when he first learned of it. It took so much willpower to come off as nonchalant mentioning it to you that he could have been a lantern himself. His anger was pretty much boiling inside him, but he refused to let it show. Instead, he stuck to playing it cool, using the book as a way to keep from losing it. In all honesty, he had been planning to read from it to calm himself down a bit, but he ended up reading the same page over and over again because he was distracted. Distracted by you smiling and laughing at text messages that were likely coming from his brother.

Denial was his first thought when he found out, thinking there must have been some kind of misunderstanding. Maybe that’s why it didn’t piss him off as much. It wasn’t until he noticed the shift in your behavior that it really sunk in as real. It wasn’t a lot, but he knew you well enough to know that something was different. Especially the way that you spent much more time on your phone. He didn’t have to see your phone to know who you were texting and the thought alone made him want to throw his book out the window.

What did he think he was doing?

First, he has a huge fight with Kori and now he decides to reach out and start flirting with you? He knew Dick had a bit of a reputation, but this was just ridiculous. And of all people, he had to start talking to Y/N. One of his best friends and his roommate. It was so out of the blue that Jason had no idea what to do with all this sudden anger. He didn’t want to talk to you about it because that might end up in an argument. It really wasn’t his business to be telling you who to talk to and Jason knew that. Still, he couldn’t just turn off his feelings. He was angry and whether or not it was warranted, he had to do something about it or at least get more information before he started freaking out.

Not long after Jason had asked you about Dick, you found yourself being dragged further into the mess again. Just as you were heading into the kitchen to prepare lunch for yourself, your phone rang and drew your attention away from the refrigerator. The caller ID read “BIG Richard” and was followed by a slew of eggplant emojis. Initially you had it set to Little Richard to be funny, but Dick had seen it and changed it himself immediately. Cracking a small smile, you answered his call and pressed the phone to your ear.

“Y/N, is Jason at home right now?” You hummed in thought at his question, doing a quick walkthrough of your apartment to check and see if he was out. After you’d looked around you responded to Dick, telling him that Jason wasn’t at home.

“I thought so. Kori’s gone too and I heard her talking about the outlaws with Beast Boy on her way out. They must be out on a mission together.”

“Wow, you really are a detective.”

Dick ignored your sarcastic comment and questioned you again. “You said they come by your apartment after missions sometimes, right?”

“Yeah, sometimes. Jason didn’t take much from his room when I checked so it’s probably not a long one.”

“Okay then, I’m coming over.”

“Seriously? They probably won’t even come here.”

“Maybe not, but at least you’ll be in my incredible company.”

“Do we really have to do this at my house? Jason’s been acting weird about it already.” It wasn’t noticeable at first, but he was certainly acting differently. He seemed less apt to talk to you and was in a bad mood fairly often. You didn’t want to think it had been because of everything going on with Dick but it couldn’t have been a coincidence.

“Oh trust me, I know. He told me off about it the other day.” You paused what you were doing, at this.

“Wait, he did? What did he say?”

“He asked me to meet up with him and he was asking if we were dating. I brushed it off and just said we were talking, but he actually got mad about it.”

“Did you tell him it’s not real?”

“Of course not, that would ruin everything. I just told him we’re both adults and can make our own choices.”

“Well that explains his shitty attitude.” You hesitated, chewing your lip as you leaned against the kitchen counter. “Did he say why he was so pissed off?”

“No, but I can probably guess why. I just hope this is working as well on Kori as it is on him.” You chose not to ask him to elaborate more, instead opting to focus on him instead. This wasn’t about you and the thoughts that were starting to form in your mind were just going to be trouble in the long run. It was better to just let it go and worry about what was going on in the present.

“Let’s hope not for your sake,” you replied. Dick laughed at your response and ended the call, letting you know he was on his way. You agreed and said you’d set up something for you both to do, but you couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling in your chest.

Dick was at your apartment for hours before anyone came back. To pass time, you’d been watching random tv and relaxing on your couch together with pretty much all of the snacks you’d been hiding in your room. You were sitting on either side of the couch with your legs crossed over the middle and tossing popcorn back and forth, trying to catch it in your mouths when the front door opened. Dick shot you a sudden look and you almost choked laughing at his expression.

There was chatter coming from the entrance so you knew Jason wasn’t alone. You were already shaking your head, knowing that Dick’s plan had worked and you weren’t going to hear the end of his “genius” for at least a full 24 hours. Unfortunately, you were going to be seeing the results up close and personal instead of through dramatic retellings via phone.

Roy was the first one to notice the two of you in the living room. Well, he saw the snacks more precisely and wasted no time in leaping over the couch and stealing some. It was then that Jason and Kori noticed that Dick was there with you. They had already changed out of their costumes and Roy smelled like alcohol and cigarettes so they likely had gone out somewhere after they were done with their mission. You could already sense the tension in the room, so you busied yourself with saving your snacks from Roy’s greedy hands.

“Oh come on, you can share some of this with your guests!” He protested, trying to keep you from taking the bag of candy he’d taken.

“Yeah, some. Not the whole bag. Give it back, Harper!” Roy laughed when you lunged at him and Dick balanced the popcorn on his arm away from the couch so that it wouldn't spill everywhere while you were fighting for your snacks. Roy was another hero you were well acquainted with as he often came by and stayed with Jason when he was in town. He hadn’t crashed overnight at your new apartment yet, but he came by often enough.

“Would you two fight away from the food so you don’t ruin it all!” Dick kicked at Roy, who fell to the floor in front of the couch with a dull thump. He laughed, adjusting into a sitting position between the couch and coffee table where he stole candy from another bag.

“Oh I’m sorry, am I disturbing date night?”

“No, but you are disturbing the peace and I’ll send your ass flying to Metropolis if you don’t cut it out!” You heard shuffling behind you and turned to see what the others had been doing while Roy was stealing food. Kori was walking around into your kitchen while Jason had paused near the entrance and was staring at Dick with narrowed eyes. Before you could say anything, he was talking.

“Dick, can I talk to you for a minute?” You looked back at him with raised eyebrows, and he gave you a quick smile before agreeing and hopping over the couch. Roy was quick to take his spot and the bowl of popcorn he’d left in his wake while they disappeared down the hallway to your rooms.

“Want any snacks, Kori? There’s a bunch here,” you called out, trying to relieve some of the awkwardness from the situation.

“Oh so you offer her snacks but when it’s me you snatch them away like a little gremlin?”

“Yes, because she didn’t run over here like a wild animal to steal them,” you said, returning Roy’s glare with one of your own. Kori came around with a smile, laughing at Roy’s face and looking over the selection of foods on your table. She sat down between the two of you, picking out something she liked and crossing her legs onto the couch.

“How was the mission?”

“Way easier than we thought it would be,” Roy responded simply.

“Which means boring,” Kori added. The three of you sat together and talked for a while, falling into an easy conversation. You were glad that even though Dick had you wrapped up in his little scheme that you were still cool with Kori and your friendship was fine. At this point, you kind of wished the whole thing was over so you didn’t have to worry about it anymore. Of course, things were never that easy.

Out of seemingly nowhere, Jason returned to the living room, his entire stance changed. It was easy to tell he was pissed off by the way he walked and Dick followed behind him, not looking much better. You hadn’t heard anything but they’d clearly gotten into an argument while the rest of you were chatting. Jason had thrown his jacket back on while Dick was watching him with a furious gaze.

“Come on, Kori,” he said. You raised your eyebrows, glancing at her as she looked over the back of the seat with as much confusion as you held.

“Why?”

“Because,” Jason said, glancing at Dick, who was still fuming. “We have a date.”

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shuwuwua · 5 years

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farmboy!joshua

in which your first time in the rural countryside–crap internet, 20 minute drives to the nearest grocery store, random deer in the roads, and all–is not bad. not bad at all. (aka joshua and animals and being very soft) [fluff]

word count: 3k

disclaimer: not all rural areas are the same. you can get high speed internet. (just not in my personal experience lmao)

you were born, raised, and spent most of your livelihood in the same city

a proper skyscraper sort of city, not a “it’s bigger than a town so i guess we have to call it a city but the tallest building here is still only 4 stories high” city

your family wasn’t really one for vacations but this summer your parents decided to switch it up and spend a few weeks with your relatives who live in the countryside

and although you’ve been skeptical as to what’s possibly worth spending that long in the boonies, you figure it’s been a while since you saw those relatives and don’t say much against it

you’ve tried unsuccessfully for the past few days to avoid nature by browsing YouTube, but it’s proving difficult with your relatives’ lack of surfable internet

they finally suggest you go to the petting zoo

and you snort a little at first bc it’s not your ideal pastime but you suppose that’s what you gotta work with now in the boonies

so you drive to the nearby petting zoo. you exit your car.

and your hit with the Smell™ (of dried grass and poop, to clarify)

and you’re like. oh yeah. i’m definitely in the countryside.

you proceed.

as you walk up the path to the main buildings, you see some of the larger animals around you. horses. cows. the pigs are outside feeding at this hour. you’re kind of in awe because you’ve never seen a Live Cow and,,, they’re kinda cool how they’re so chill and they look sorta Smooth like they’d be really pettable and you wonder if you’d be able to milk one or smthn

but you’re getting a little ahead of yourself.

you open the barn door. and are immediately hit with more Smell™

you wonder if it’ll attach to your clothes. you figure you will deal with it later.

there is something else to deal with at the moment.

“wait, no–lucky! come back!” someone yelps as they rush around in front of you, chasing what seems to be a ball of fur that moves at the speed of light

or a puppy. same thing, really.

that someone takes a giant leap of faith, only to just barely miss the pup and end up face first on the floor, which you can’t imagine being the most sanitary of surfaces

you look away in search of the flurry of fur. you can’t see it, but you can definitely hear it. unfortunately, it doesn’t sound like it has a collar, so you prepare yourself to scoop it up completely rather than grabbing its collar. as expected, it runs into your direction and you launch at it...

success!

lucky squirms in your grasp, barking and sniffing at your shirt. they must decide that you’re an agreeable human, because they start trying to lick your face

“wow, you caught him!” you look up at seemingly the body from earlier

and like,, not to exaggerate but is this what looking at an angel is like?

the boy you’re looking at looks back with such bright eyes and with a gaze full of affection, although after a second you realize the affection is probably for the dog. he has the best smile you’ve seen in a good while, because people you pass by in the city don’t smile that much. he just radiates Warm and Good and is probably great for business, because he’s just as cute as the puppy who is still going at your chin

“i… yeah, guess i did. uh, you kind of have straw all over you” is what you settle on saying to him, because out of all the things you noticed about him, your brain decides that the straw and dirt still sticking to his cheek and various parts of his shirt were the most acceptable features to point out. while they weren’t the more flattering options, they probably saved you from the complete AWKWARDNESS that would have come from mentioning his eyes or beaming smile or really anything else bc the straw and dirt were the only flaws.

“oh!” he exclaims, straightening up and brushing off his shirt

“… here too,” you say, grasping lucky in one arm as you move your other hand to your cheek

of course, he wipes at the wrong side.

“the other side”

“right. ok. am i good? sorry, that’s not a great first impression.”

he still has a smear, but you decide it’s probably not going to budge and he’ll figure it out later. and he has no clue what a great first impression it was. clearly. “no, it’s fine.”

he continues to smile at you and you’re still crouched, clutching lucky. lucky then decides to yelp because he’s tired of the severe lack of attention, which snaps you back to the situation.

“oh, right.” you stand and give lucky back.

“here he is!”

once lucky is back in the boy’s arms, he immediately starts to lick at his jaw. the boy sighs and pulls a treat out of the pocket of his apron, waving it around lucky’s face. “what are we going to do with you?”

he turns back to you. “sorry about that, lucky is a very excited young pupper, as you just saw. the most problematic of all his siblings. anyway, i’m joshua! welcome to nabiya petting zoo. is it your first time here?”

you nod. “er. it’s actually my first time in this area, or in this part of the country, really. i’m from a pretty big city.”

“oh! well, a bigger welcome, then. i hope you enjoy your stay.”

he rubs lucky between his ears. “isn’t it nice to get away from the busy urban life sometimes? i’ve always thought it’s really relaxing around here.”

“yeah, it seems… nice so far,” you say loosely, reflecting on how you haven’t really seen enough to come to that conclusion

he still has that warm smile. “i’m going to put lucky in his pen. hm… you’re the only one who’s come in so far today, so i could show you around if you want?”

“yeah, sure! i haven’t seen a lot of these before,” you reply, going down the list of animals at the side on the wall.

“ok, i’ll be right back!”

when he comes back y’all walk around n look at things and he asks you if you want to hold or feed some animals and you take everything pretty well, more than even you expect

you look at the normal domestic sort of animals like a litter of kittens, and the pen with lucky and his other pupper brothers and sisters

typical farm animals like pigs and sheep

sheep are not as fluffy as you imagine, they’re actually kind of gross looking if they haven’t had a bath recently

nonetheless you find them kind of cute, and you even pet one of the rams, aptly named… sam the ram

something tells you joshua was responsible for the name

you guys go out to the field and observe some turkeys strutting around

“huh so that’s the thing you see in clipart, the thing hanging off their faces”

“yeah it’s called a snood”

“LOL huH”

“only the dudes have snoods”

“um”

“during mating season, female turkeys pick male turkeys with longer snoods. you could say they’re in the snood for love.”

“please stop”

y’all spend a lot of time with the rabbits bc “bunnies are my favorite animal” says josh as he crouches next to a brown fluffball of a bunny, petting it

it’s just such a Good n Wholesome scene you can’t help but let slip “wow ur so cute”

he looks up, but his expression says he is otherwise unbothered

“sorry, what’d you say?”

“i SA ID the buNNY is sO cuTE” panics

“oh” joshua says. “alright” he turns back to the bunny, a tiny smile on his face

before you know it, 4 hours have passed and your stomach is letting you know dinnertime is approaching, so you bid josh farewell and wonder if you’ll ever see him again because that was a hecking nice 4 hours

you find yourself coming back again two days later lmao

today, joshua is putting out slop for the pigs. he grins at you.

“hey again. what brings you back so soon?”

you find some excuse like “ykno i just bonded with sam the ram so well i had to come back, we’re bros now” and josh just laughs softly at you

“ok. you wanna look at some horses today?”

“whoa. o-okay.”

when he brings them out ngl you’re kinda intimidated bc like,, they’re some toL bois.

one time you saw a pony at the state fair but that was smol n cute and walked at a pace of 3 miles an hour

but these horses?? threatening. now you understand where the horse in horsepower comes from

“hey, don’t look so scared. they’re harmless!” the black stallion chooses that moment to snort and buck a little.

you gulp.

“no, really.” he pets the stallion. “snuffles has never hurt anyone.”

you blink

“,,, snuffles ??”

joshua gives you a hard stare. “7 year old me thought that was an appropriate name and today years old me still thinks it’s fine”

you raise your hands to say “ok man ur turf ur way”

joshua clears his throat dramatically and turns back to ,, snuffles. “so aNyway, i brought snuffles out because i think he’s the best for a beginner to ride, and i’m assuming you’ve never ridden a horse before.”

“yeah i haven’t… wait did you say we’re gonna riDE them??”

“yeah, we don’t usually let people do that but i feel like you need the whole farm experience so you can go home and tell your friends the country isn’t just yeehaw and old town”

“but like… isn’t this just proving the point of old town? you literally have the horses in the back.”

“however, my hat is not matte black. i don’t even have a cowboy hat. or Wrangler. or anything else the song mentions. just the horses.”

“ok joshua if it makes u happy i will take snuffles to the old town road”

he gives u a big :D

he instructs you on how to mount the horse and stands behind you in case you start falling but thankfully you don’t so we don’t have to go over any kind of cliche

~ gripping of the waist for balance ~

~ catching you in his arms ~

scenes

: ))

“hey, good job! give snuffles some pats or something.” you reach a hand out to stroke the side of snuffles’s face. he whinnies a bit. Well frick, you think, that was kind of cute.

joshua decides he’ll walk some laps around with you before letting you actually ride snuffles by yourself. after you seem to be comfortable, you guys walk/trot around some and that’s how the rest of that afternoon goes :)

picture this with me

the sun is low in the sky

and y’all and your horses are just looking out over the hill

skin lookin immaculate bc it’s the golden hour

a massive grin you don’t even realize you have on your face.

and then you gotta go home, as your stomach reminds you again.

over your stay at your relatives’ place, you visit the petting zoo more times

you and josh become pretty comfortable with each other

he always has a lot of time to spend with you bc people don’t come that much this early in the summer, and in general they don’t get a huge amount of traffic but that’s okay financially bc the petting zoo is just a side thing, it’s mainly his family’s farm

and so you learn more things about him and his family from your times together, you guys sometimes sit around with some lemonade and hold some bunnies. lucky has also taken a liking to you, so you hold him a lot.

joshua tells you about his parents having always wanted to live peaceful and healthy lives, eating their own produce, moved to the area before he was born and it just expanded into the farm.

so although no one lives on the farm, they live pretty close by and he spent most of his childhood around all the animals.

you wonder if he was born with the soft, patient, and gentle nature needed to care for all the animals or if the animals shaped him to be that way.

but on top of that, he really loves spending time with them. even though he’s there basically every day, he never seems tired of his job.

“but what about you though? i’ve never really been that far from here, so i wonder what a big city is like.”

you trade your chaotic urban stories for his peaceful rural ones, and he trades his farm accident horrors for your memories of solidarity in the city.

you tell him about all the great food, countless different flavors of restaurants and a bubble tea chain every few blocks

you tell him about the convenience, the variety of transportation and the proximity of things, like basic groceries

the crowded sidewalks, the crowded metro, the crowded shops

the neon signs that light up the night, the period of quiet and calm somewhere around 3 in the morning, when you can open the window and hear the city nightlife in its most muted yet most raw state.

not only has time in the countryside made you appreciate it more, but also your home life more.

while you’re still wrapped in your memories, joshua smiles softly at you from the side. lemonade long forgotten, ice long melted. “that sounds really nice. your stories make me want to visit you in your hometown some time.”

huh. he could’ve just said visit the city, but he said visit you in your hometown. joshua has such a way with making the conversation personal.

you process what he said again and think about what it’d be like if he came. you could take him to all those places you raved about… it’d be like…

,,, a bunch of dates really. your brain frazzles a bit at the thought.

“… yeah! … that’d be pretty cool.”

and that’s how your afternoons pass these days. lemonade at the side, bunnies in hand, breeze passing through hair.

eventually josh asks you if you want to hang out like… nOT at the petting zoo

and you’re like whoa ok what’s your idea

and he’s like “can you meet me at watchtower hill tomorrow at 8pm?”

he thinks about what he just said and quickly follows with “i know that’s kind of a really late time, but i promise i have no nefarious intent! oh, shoot that makes it seem like i do. i really don’t i promise! i just wanted to show you what the sunset and night sky are like in the countryside. oh, i just spoiled it…” he flashes you an awkward smile and some finger guns. “yep, that’s what we’re doing! no nefarious activities.”

you grin at him. “calm down dude, i didn’t think like that in the first place. i’m usually out even later at home anyway.”

he rubs the back of his head and laughs it off with you.

you do meet the next day at 8pm. he brings some midnight snacks that his mom made. except they’re not really midnight snacks, because you’re not trying to stay out there until midnight (spoiler: you do, because y’all yak a lot)

you guys sit on your jackets, watching the sunset. it’s the kind of temperature that’s says it was mad hot during the day, but now that the sun is going down, it’s cooled into a pleasant room temperature with an occasional warm breeze.

for once you all don’t say much, because it’s nice to just share the moment.

you reflect on how you’ve come to experience the area recently. most of it was the petting zoo, but sometimes you’d take up some of joshua’s suggestions about the area and report back to him how the experience was later on.

looking out at the sun that bleeds out into the blueish black night, you think that it’s been a pretty good time here, and maybe it does have an edge on city life.

as the last of warm colors finally seep out of the sky, the moon takes over the night and the stars become more apparent than you’ve ever seen before.

seriously, it’s a scene out of a movie. you know, the wide screen shot of the protagonists staring at the sky, mystified. the panorama over the constellations that twinkle down at you, a little gift from the galaxy.

“i’ve never seen the sky like this. all the twinkling lights in the city come from the streets, and the buildings. which are pretty in their own way, i think. but Mother Nature… is really something else,” you say.

“yeah,” he says, looking at you as you’re still in awe at the sky. “something else.”

a few more moments pass, but it’s a timeless night as the sky is frozen in space.

joshua lays back on his jacket.

“hey,, maybe this is sort of crazy but.”

you turn to him, raising a brow.

“it’s been really, uh.. it’s been. really awesome getting to know you. i’ve just kind of… seen the same sorts of things all my life. the same sorts of people. i mean! of course, everyone is unique in their own way but! you know.” he takes a glance at you. “rural folks, urban folks. there’s a difference. so I’ve really enjoyed talking with you. uh, i mean i enjoy talking to you regardless of if you’re from the city or not!”

he puts a palm to his face and sighs. from behind his hand, he says, “i just like you.”

“i like you too, joshua! you’re a really great guy.”

“no, not like that. i mean. i like you.” he finally removes his hand.

you blink a little. and finally burst into a grin. “yeah. i like you too. you’re a really great guy.”

it’s his turn to blink

you lie back as well. he slowly starts to smile next to you

the stars above shine on.

yeah. this is a life you could get used to, too.

a/n: i stole the snood puns from a website i was reading sry website. hope you guys enjoyed and i had a lot of fun writing joshua this way (he’s all squishy, not exactly canon i would say lol)

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Holly-Eve Knights

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NAME.

FULL NAME: Holly-Eve Knights PREFERRED NAME/NICKNAMES: Holly-Eve, Holly GENERALLY REFERRED TO AS: Holly, Sometimes her mother Maggie calls her Evie

APPEARANCE.

FACECLAIM: Abigail Cowen SEX: Female HEIGHT: 5′10 WEIGHT: 150 lbs. BUILD: Reedy, but hidden muscles from carrying the weight of the newspaper on her shoulders. HAIR: Red and naturally wavy. Is too lazy to straighten it so she’s just got long loose curls. Long, down to the small of her back. The kind of hair that when you roll down the windows actively attempts to suffocate you but she doesn’t want to cut it or pull it into a ponytail. So it’s either braided, in a bun, or down. Mostly down. HANDS: Delicate hands, but long fingers, like she should have been a piano player. Callouses on her fingers from years of playing by herself outside and going ghost hunting with her parents. SCARS: A small scar across her eyebrow. She doesn’t know how she got it, but her parents say it happened while she was living at one of the Florida orphanages. CLOTHES: Tennis shoes and converse, clothes that are comfortable, hoodies to sink into, and like 800 bracelets. If it’s oversized, she’ll wear it with no pants, or shorts that look like no pants. Lots hats and sunglasses. Bracelets and hair ties all the way up both of her arms. A few of them were made by her parents, a few are ones she has collected from various little shops. Likes loose and comfortable button ups during the summer. If the situation does not force her to wear shoes, she is not wearing them. OTHER FEATURES: Wouldn’t call them uncommon but she’s covered in freckles. Plus she has a birthmark on her back called a stork bite.

SPEECH.

ACCENT: Barely there Southern/Carolina, only noticeable in certain words. LANGUAGE: English, some latin from books that her parents having laying around, but not fluent. More so can pick up certain words. ARTICULATION: Being a journalist she is extremely articulate and good at explaining her points. EDUCATION: Prefers direct language, but is at least vaguely aware of internet culture and uses memes. When texting refuses to use things like “u” or “ur” and will correct other people’s grammar and spelling. Has two extremely educated parents and it shows in her speech. LAUGHTER: Does not laugh often, mostly because she’s never had a reason to laugh, and is cautious of people. Her laugh is almost silent. BREATHING: Sighs. So much. All the time. When frustrated, confused, unsure of what to do with her breath she just lets it out in a sigh.

MANNERISMS.

FACE: Has very expressive facial features and an absolutely terrible poker face. Unfortunately blessed with Resting Bitch Face. HANDS: Does not usually talk with her hands, keeps them close by her unless she is really trying to make a point. EMOTIONAL OUTBURSTS: Tends to be a bit emotionally reserved unless under extreme circumstances. Sleep deprivation makes her more likely to snip at people, and alcohol makes her extremely honest and affectionate. As a baseline she’s very good at hiding complex emotions. HABITS: Crackles her joints. Specifically her knuckles and her back. POSTURE: Posture depends on the mood. The more tired she gets, the less she holds her posture upright. PERSONAL SPACE: Has a very important personal space bubble, and likes to give people their space. Only breaks it when it feels appropriate. She isn’t used to having people in her space but if she trusts the person she doesn’t hate it.

HEALTH:

DIET: Both her parents like to try to eat extraordinarily healthy. They grow plants on their balcony. But they free range eat with no set meals so often Holly will either forget to eat or she will eat at Marie’s. Eats the leftover pastries at All Ground Up. SLEEP: Has not been sleeping well lately at all. Even before the nightmares started up she didn’t sleep very well, but now it’s gotten worse. The usual is 2 hours of sleep a night if she is lucky. EXERCISE: Spends most of her life slumped over the table typing but walks around on her feet during work. Is carrying Edwina around considered exercise? Because if so, she lifts. ACTIVITY: When she becomes dedicated to something she will exhaust herself doing it. CLEANLINESS: Showers every other day, keeps herself well groomed, and likes to have her life organized and put together. Most of the things in her desk are filed to a particular order even if that order makes no sense to anyone else. ODOR: Always kind of smells like essential oils because that’s what her house smells like. Specifically peppermint. MEDICINAL DRUGS: Attempted to take melatonin to help the sleep and nightmares but it is not doing much. ADDICTIONS: Caffeine ILLNESS: Insomnia, Night Terrors, Anxiety. Allergic to roses and some other flowers. INJURIES: The scar on her eyebrow hurts occasionally, but not much.

PERSONAL.

INTROVERT/EXTROVERT?: Introvert. She doesn’t mind having a voice in being in charge of the room, but she values her quiet independent time. She needs it to recharge. OPTIMIST/PESSIMIST: Realist, practical, assumes what’s going to happen is the most likely scenario that is going to happen and tries to look at it that way. GENDER: Female. Gender identity matches sex. SEXUALITY: ??? Possible Demisexual or somewhere on the ace spectrum. Holly views her sexuality as a bunch of question marks. It’s difficult for her to develop attraction for someone simply because she’s has a difficult time letting her guard down. ROMANTIC: Biromantic. See above in reference to difficulty letting her guard down enough to let people in. Would not mind a little bit of romance but much prefer something quiet, genuine, doesn’t even need to be public. There has to be wit and intelligence there. MEMORY: Has a memory like a steal trap. If she focuses on something she’s able to remember it relatively well. PLANNING: Probably plans too much about everything. There has to be a good throughout plan or she doesn’t want to follow through with anything. Extremely organized. INTUITION: Likes to think of herself as a sleuth when it comes to mysteries but can be rather ignorant when the truth does not meet her expectations. PROBLEM SOLVING: Loves puzzles and mysteries and uncovering the truth. Can become too focused on a problem when she thinks there is one to be solved. GOALS: To get out of Normal. Holly wants to find a way to leave this place and escape to a situation where no one knows who she is and she has the chance of starting over. Another goal would be to find a place where she feels like she fits in. INSECURITIES: Insecure about a lot, despite how much she hides. She’s always felt incredibly lonely her entire life, alienated, so she’s insecure about her place, especially amongst the murder club. Her writing (the poetry, not her journalism) she is insecure about as well because it is something that matters to her. ACHIEVEMENTS: Her newspaper. Every issues fills her with pride even if not everyone respects what they read. Won a lot of science fairs as a middle and grade schooler because of her parents. ANXIETY: So, so much. Her night terrors/dreams, the relationship she has with her parents, opening up and feeling human connection. SELF-HELP: Has seen a doctor for nightmares but the melatonin is not helping. COMFORTS: Warm blankets, fires, hot tea or hot coffee. Feeling warm and safe. And her stuffed dog Max which she tends to keep hidden from most people out of embarrassment. BAD HABITS: Drinking all the energy drinks and coffee she can, chewing on her pencils, erasures, and pens. PHILOSOPHY: Atheist, but understands the importance of religion in providing comfort to people, however she doesn’t think there is any proof of the existence of a God. TRIGGERS: Tight spaces. Neither of her parents ever explained why, but being in claustrophobic environments can cause her to panic. It likely has something to do with trauma she experienced growing up in the orphanages before she was adopted. She also can’t be crowded by too many things or people.

THE PAST.

PARENTS/GUARDIANS: Has no idea who her birth mother is, or where she was from, other than the fact that she was a young mother who felt she would be unable to raise a child appropriately. She was adopted by Maggie and Lizzie and taken to Normal when she was 3 years old. Holly loves both of her parents immensely and is fiercely protective of them, but ever since she became more skeptical of their beliefs their relationship has been somewhat strained. They are free range parents and there has never been much structure or rules in their household. In a lot of ways she raised herself. Lizzie is stricter than Maggie is but they both still don’t set rules like curfew. LIFE EVENTS: Once gave Norman Normal a love poem in Middle School and he read it in front of all of his friends. She was mortified and hasn’t really had a “crush” on anyone since then, at least not one she’s acknowledged. Growing up and having no friends also shaped her life because she doesn’t really know how to interact with people she wants to be affectionate towards. She also vividly remembers going hunting for ghosts in an old abandoned house with her parents. Maggie gave her the flashlight and told her to count how many times she saw flickers of light, because those were ghosts saying hello. WORST DAY OF THEIR LIFE: The day she realized the nightmares weren’t going away. They make her sick and scared and on edge, so nervous she sometimes lashes out. Realizing that there was no way to cure these and they would be happening for a long time to come crushed her. BEST DAY OF THEIR LIFE: The day the murder club showed up and started getting in her hair. Her first memory of walking into Marie’s with her moms and them telling her she could have whatever she wanted. She wasn’t used to that so she got three milkshakes and didn’t even finish one of them, got carried home and tucked into a bed that was hers and fell asleep around a brand new stuffed animal (Max). LOOKING BACK: Holly isn’t sure she would want to do anything different, because she feels like nothing in her life has ever been in her control. She didn’t get to choose to be given up at birth, or who she was adopted by. She feels like she’s never been in charge of her life.

RELATIONSHIPS.

FAMILY: Holly’s only family she knows are her moms. They are not particularly close with either of their parents. Maggie’s parents are both dead and Lizzie has a strained relationship she doesn’t discuss after they attempted to put her in conversion therapy growing up. She loves her moms, and they love her, but the more skeptic Holly has become the more strained that relationship is. More and more there’s a disconnect from them. They’ve always been a bit absentee. When she turned 13 they could finally leave her alone at home for extended ghost hunting weekend trips. FRIENDSHIPS: Growing up, with a name like Holly-Eve Knights, it’s not hard to imagine why she wouldn’t have friends. Most people labeled her the same as they did her parents and wrote her off as someone to be ignored or bullied. She has a hard time making connections but when she does they are ride or die. Holly is affectionate with her friends, albeit awkward as she fumbles her way through proper etiquette. She knows her parents probably hugged her way too much growing up so she has to fight that primal urge to hug a friend even if it makes her just as uncomfortable as it makes them. FRIENDS IN NEED: Holly’s new to this friend thing and she’s trying her best to figure out what’s the proper way to do anything. She offers her friend brute honesty regarding the situation and then offers for the two of them to figure it out together. Possibly with color coordinated highlighters. NEEDING A FRIEND: Tries to deal with her problems on her own because she isn’t used to relying on other people. She won’t outright reject other people’s help but she is very cautious in accepting of it unless she trusts the person explicitly. ANNOYANCES: She’s always been a bit too quick on her feet or to go on the offensive when it comes to retorts, but lately she’s been getting snippier and cattier than even she is comfortable with because of her exhaustion. ROMANCE: Relationship-curious would be a good word for it. She’s open to the idea of being in a relationship but it also scares her after the last brush with romantic affection left her humiliated. Supportive, but honest, would always make sure the person feels like they are wanted, heard, and acknowledged. However, has absolutely no idea how to woo anyone and is terrified to try. ADVERSARIES: Despite having a general distrust of other humans, you have to put in a lot of work for Holly to waste the energy into hating you. You would have to do something pretty heinous. ENEMIES: Anything to hurt her parents or her friends. Be a ghost and make her realize all her fears are a reality. STRANGERS: Respectful and quiet. Very reserved around strangers unless they say or do something she finds to be moderately offensive. FUN STUFF: Watching all the movies she never got to watch growing up, staying up for hours talking, would love a slumber party but would never vocalize that out loud DATING: Nothing too over the top. Flowers aren’t appreciated (she’s allergic to roses) and there’s no need for overt affections. She wants someone she can have an intellectual conversation with or go and watch a b-rated horror movie to make fun of the bad acting.

BEST FRIEND: TBD WORST ENEMY: The entire state of Florida

INTERACTIONS.

MINGLING: Is incredibly inept at making new friends and being around people as a general. Does not know what small talk is or is too aggressive in using it. COMFORT LEVELS: Feels okay talking to new people if there is a reason for it. She can socialize in class or work settings, even enjoys some of the people at the coffee shop she works at, but she’s almost always on edge around people. PHYSICAL: Is occasionally affectionate and even likes touch from other people under the right circumstances. Was comforted with physical affection growing up. GROUPS: As comfortable in a group as she is in any social situation. Awkwardly accepting of this. OPENNESS: Takes an incredibly long time to open up to someone about the aspects of her life she deems to be more relevant than others. GENEROSITY: Is incredibly generous to the best of her ability. She likes buying her friends food, bringing them drinks, and seeing them smile. JEALOUSY: Jealousy is a strange emotion and one she is not usually prepared to handle. Most of the time growing up she felt jealous about people who lived relatively normal lives, not having to go on ghost hunts with her parents or man the crystal and oil shop they have downstairs and pretend like everything was haunted just to get people to buy. She’s jealous of people who are good at making connections and opening themselves up. TEMPER: There are certain buttons you can press that are an immediate flare, but otherwise she tends to be pretty level headed if not unnecessarily sarcastic. EMPATHY: Awkwardly empathetic. Holly understands people emotions but has a difficult time knowing what to do with that empathy and how to place it properly. AFFECTION: Gentle things. Occasional gifts without thought, gentle touches, generally making that person feel important and needed. Once she opens up Holly is an incredibly kind person, it just takes some time for her to open up. Like a cherry pit to a cherry blossom if you will. DISTASTE: Arguments, biting words, purposefully hitting places that she knows are inappropriate. ETIQUETTE: Her borderline hippie parents didn’t teach her much about etiquette so she has no idea what spoon goes where. If she’s not wearing sneakers she just doesn’t wear shoes, even if the situation likely calls for shoes. RESPONSIBILITY: Doesn’t like being wrong, but is willing to admit when she was the one who made the mistake. Will make others take ownership for their contribution in the mistake as well. SELF ESTEEM: Has incredibly low self-esteem but does her best to mask it. Being so socially and emotionally isolated she always lingered onto the feeling that the must be something wrong with her. CONFIDENCE: As much as she hates to admit it, Holly still cares what people think about her. HONESTY: Brutally and perhaps inappropriately honest sometimes. LEADER OR FOLLOWER: Leader. Has a difficult time taking orders. Would do well in a second in command position, but she’s the editor of the newspaper so she’s used to being in charge. PRAISE: Is incredibly awkward when it comes to accepting compliments. Does not know what to do with the compliment and might assume there is an ulterior motive to it. FAILURES: Probably a lot. The unwavering skepticism, a barbed tongue, the lack of filter as a general. She also loves to be right which can rub people the wrong way. CRITICISM: Takes criticism okay. Open to growing as a person but does initially find it difficult to swallow. INSULTS: Quick to bite back with something equally as insulting and then regret it a few hours down the road. EMBARRASSMENT: Fluttered, not embarrassed. There are very few things that can make Holly feel like she is embarrassed but once you unlock them she’s about as red as her hair. FLIRTING: Does not know how to flirt. Does not know if someone was flirting with her. ATTENTION SPAN: Used to have an easy time concentrating but with the nightmares it’s been harder and harder lately. SITUATIONS: Depends on the context of the social situation if she’s good at it or not. In tense situations often is able to keep a level head but if someone is asking if their outfit looks good Holly might implode.

LIFE.

DUTY: Runs the newspaper, works at All Ground Up, and whenever her parents are out of town is obligated to help run their shop as well. TECH: Decent at modern day technology, mostly out of necessity though, since neither of her parents own a computer. POLITICS: Incredibly strong convictions when it comes to human rights and people. Please don’t read her article from election season. or maybe do if you’re into some light masochism. COMBAT SKILLS: Probably very scrappy in a fight. Has never had the reason to fight but is very fast on her feet when it comes to running. HOME: Her room is more organized than the entire household she lives in. The little space is full of bins that she has carefully labeled in her own head. DAILY LIFE: Lately has felt very out of her depth. The nightmares are starting to consume her entire entity and purpose and it’s starting to frighten her. INDEPENDENCE: Very independent thanks to incredibly flaky (albeit well meaning) moms. COOKING: Is better with drinks than cooking, but being a barista gives her certain talents. Good at following recipes and a quick learner, but it isn’t a passion. BUILDING: Absolutely cannot put shit together. Is hilariously bad at it but thinks she would be great. CLEANING: There aren’t any chores in the Knights household, but she’s the one cleaning up most of the messes her parents make. Someone has to clean the pig’s blood up off the dining room floor. SHOPPING: Does not usually go shopping, but when she does she likes thrift store finds because they can be repurposed and used in a variety of different ways. DRIVING: Yes she can drive and her broken old as dirt minivans name is Velma. FINANCES: Both her mother’s are incredibly talented Doctors of differing sciences with a few books written each, however outside of that they don’t get much money coming their way. She lives comfortably enough, but doesn’t like to talk about her money and is uncomfortable taking it from her parents when she feels at any moment their ghost hunting business could go tits up. So she works to help pay for the things she wants. PETS: Was given a pet rosy boa named Lilith for a birthday one year. She loves her long danger noodle. TRAVELING: Would nothing more than to get out of Normal and go as far as the west coast. Has gone with her parents on a few crazy ghost hunts and visited “haunted” places. Fell in love with the West because of those visits. MEDICAL: Has become a frequent visitor of the doctor given her need for any form of sleep aid. ILLNESS: Night terrors and anxiety. Panic attacks when confronted with claustrophobia WORRIES: Everything keeps her awake at night. Literally. The demonic nightmares are the biggest part though. She worries that she is going crazy and doesn’t understand if there is something in her family that would make this happen, her biological family. She doesn’t know anything about them so she sits and worries a lot about how they might affect her one day. PEACE: Appreciates the silence immensely because that’s what she’s used to. PARTYING: Has never once in her entire life been to a party. HOBBIES: Enjoys writing poetry in her spare time, when she’s not writing papers. Occasionally volunteers at the animal shelter to pet the kitties and the doggies.

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decdends-blog · 7 years

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whaddup y’all !!!!! i’m super excited for this rp bc the plot is :’) i’m 20 from the est tz, i’d love to be all ur friends so we can hc nd send musing posts back nd forth and what not, my d_isc_ord is lorna#7220 feel free to add ‘er up. like this if i can message you to plot.

ana de armas. — oh, have you met dominique rojas? she is a twenty seven year old cis female that is feeling relieved about the planet’s imminent doom. a secretary, this cancer is known around town as the wolf in sheep’s clothing, because she is loyal & gregarious, as well as ordinary & secretive. hopefully, dom will survive.

dom came to america basically the second she left the hospital as a baby with just her father, who unfortunately died not too many years after. really it was all when she was so young she can’t quite remember most of it. she grew up for the most parts hanging out on the streets, when she was in homes she didn’t have a permanent one for any long enough period of time to rly have a family.

as a kid she always craved attention, it in her ‘home’ situation so a big friendly buddy personality has really always come from need. the fact that she’s pretty and cute has always helped her not care and just go out there. she’s always the first person to approach people and the type of person who seems to be able to diffuse any kind of awkward situation. her personality is very warm and easy going, she’s so outward she’s that type who’s presence u just feel comfortable around even after only 10 minutes of meeting her.

she did have the downsides of someone like that though, she could often be very dramatic just in her personality, and also the fact that everything in life has always seemed like her opportunity to do something so everything was a big deal – that’s better now but it used to be… wow.

she has always been very competitive and hungry to be the best because like.... she wanted the perfect suburban family nd lowkey probably used to hope that if she was good enough some kid’s in her class would want to replace their kid with her ghjdkghjk, but anyways u’ve always known

@ 15 she took up boxing & martial arts, she fought for money after getting kinda good at it and that’s how she kept her own like daily needs a float most of her life.

anyways blah blah blaaahahhhhhhhh nothing interesting happened to her till she was like 23 aside from disappointment. her life was actually pretty good, she became a cop, was very passionate about that, she met this cute ass gal that she made googly eyes at and was in love with

shit got pretty real with her job a few years in, and it was kinda her big break case that would get her moved to better places and put into higher positions. long story short she bit off more than she could chew, her hopes got the best of her and it was bad…. she was like eaten alive by the job and it definitely became personal like on those cop shows tht u see and it affect like her friendships and her relationship w this lady she was ready 2 like marry got totally put on the rocks, and at a certain point these dumb italian criminals compromised her nd had stuff of her and BLAH BLAH BLAH it really sucked bc she had to let everything in her life go and go into witness protection when she finally decided to tell some1 after her partner was murdered so here she is :) after having to leave the two stable things in her life her gf nd boxing coach replacement dad

she kinda hates it like she found her true calling with policing nd now she’s working as probably some big bosses secretary answering calls outside her office nd like,,,, she’s a buffy summers type like she wants 2 be doing something and have excitement but she is just so sad and even tho she probs has lots of friends nd stuff she’s just .... missing something

that being said hjdhg i can see her kinda being like a vigilante now that there’s a ton of chaos and stuff like she’s walking around sketchy alleys just waiting to b able to beat some criminal’s butt and then report it to the police like ya idk some girl just came out of no where!!!!!!!!!!

personality wise she’s such a fiery little sweetheart, she doesn’t really hold back so she’s very outgoing and loves being around people. she’s pretty playful and a slick gal nd her personality is almost shiny? it reflects in everything she does and u see her smirking at people and laughing so loud without a care in the world and it’s kinda like oh i wonder what that girl’s story is i wanna know about her!

bc of her cover she probs seems so like idk ordinary 2 ppl like she answers calls, goes to yoga, walks her dogs, writes in her journal and goes 2 sleep if ppl look close enough at the actual details of her life they’d probs realize how static she is nd be either like wow she’s so boring in her life or be like hmmm

she’s a phat hopeless romantic and i want to experience her heartbroken :)

she is a huge nerd and thinks she knows what’s best all the time, that being said if you’re friends she has a bad habit of putting her nose in all business it’s kinda a downfall of hers but she’s trying to work on it ok!!!!!!!l

oves attention but loves to love people with her whole heart even more than that and will give 4x more than she receives, very susceptible to brotps

#hawley:intro #( chris is that an ooc ? i'm calling the police ! )

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jiminsa · 7 years

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5, jimin

Random Request: “I’ll walk you home.” + Jimin

Genre: smutty smut for my hoe ex

Length: 1,717

Summary: You have sex with rapper Jimin outside of a club.

A/N: I was doing the random number + member thing just to see the possibilities but since ur my fav french bean and u sent an ask instead of commenting, I decided to post this. This is actually a realllly old smut I wrote for a friend when smut was new to me, so there are a lot of mistakes and I don’t feel like revising it lmao. Enjoy!

You’d just taken your finals, and you were pretty sure you’d failed your Organic Chemistry class. Your friends wanted to comfort you, but how? By taking you to the club, of course. You weren’t really looking forward to it. The club was dirty, smelly, and just not your kinda thing. You’d rather sit at home and indulge yourself in a tub of your favorite ice cream. But your friends had other plans for you. They dressed you up, did your hair and makeup, and made sure you looked your best.

The moment you stepped into the club you wanted to go home. Not only was it smelly like you knew it’d be, but it was hot. The smell of alcohol clung to the air like your clothes to your skin, making your already tight dress seem even tighter. Your friends left you by the bar to watch their things as they danced with strangers, not daring to look at their faces. It’s better to imagine they’re hot than to know they’re not. You sipped on your coke and rum through your straw, counting down the minutes before you could finally leave. It was nearing two in the morning when the dj in the club stopped playing music. He began to ramble on about a live performance. Something about a rapper who went by the name Agust D and his friend Jimin or something. But you weren’t sure because by that time you were on your sixth drink of coke and rum. Except somewhere in the mess of everything you stopped adding coke. Suddenly bodies were bleeding together into one whole blob. You blinked over and over again, expecting your vision to clear up but to no avail. So you sat there a little longer and eventually you began to see individual bodies again. You were gonna get up and leave, call a taxi for yourself without saying a word to your friends. They were too involved with their dance partner to care, you told yourself. As you stood up to leave you practically fell to the ground. People began cheering and your drunk ass couldn’t help but assume that they were cheering at your stupidity. But instead they were cheering for that blonde rapper guy. When he started rapping you were intrigued, and you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him. From the tattoos on his arm to the way he held the mic so close to his mouth; he was mesmerizing. But what had you even more entranced was his friend Jimin. The brunette cutie with soft features rapped with such ferocity you couldn’t help but gawk with awe and wonder what other talents that mouth of his could do.

They were singing a song called Tony Montana or something. The blonde wrote it apparently. It was really catchy, made you want to dance with your friends, but you knew if you did, you’d never leave the club. So you sat at the bar and listened.

Your favorite part of the song was when he’d finish rapping he’d breathe into the mic, heavy. And then there was an undeniable ache between your legs. You wanted to stay, to listen to him simply breathe into the mic, but you knew you had to get out of there. You have another final later today, and you don’t want to be too hungover for it. You left the club, and sat down on the curb, enjoying the fresh air on your skin. The music from the club turned into a soft hum, but Agust D’s rapping rang loud in your ears. You could easily distinguish his voice from Jimin’s. His voice was deep and raspy in contrast to Jimin’s, but something’s about Jimin’s voice just screamed sex. You imagined how it’d sound whispering filthy words into your ears. Or even praising you for pleasuring him so well.

God you were too drunk.

Before you could drown yourself in senseless thoughts, you called for a cab. The earliest they could get you was in thirty minutes. So you waited.

You only lived fifteen minutes from the club, but unfortunately, a drunk girl walking at night is an easy target.

As you were waiting, Jimin stepped out onto the curb next to you. You didn’t notice at first until he said something to you. He asked you why you were outside alone instead of in the club.

“Did your friends drag you here?” He chuckled.

“Yeah,” you huffed. “I need to get home, I have a final in a couple of hours.”

“I’ll walk you home,” Jimin offered. It took you by surprise. You didn’t even know the guy, and he was offering to walk you home. You couldn’t tell if it was sweet or creepy. You decided to assume it was sweet.

“Oh, thank you, but I already called for a cab. It’ll be here soon.”

You two exchanged a few more words as you waited for your cab, and then the thoughts came back. You imagined how his hands would feel around your throat, how his fingers would feel pumping into you slowly at first and then with so much force, how his tongue would feel down your throat. You just wanted him to tear your dress right off your body. Maybe it was all the alcohol in you, but something told you he was thinking the same thing. How delicate and small your throat would feel under his touch, how wet you’d be for him and just how taught your body is under that skimpy dress of yours. It was driving him insane. And before you knew it Jimin had you pressed against the wall of the club, your dress hiked up to your waist.

You moaned into his mouth as he drove his tongue between your lips. “Jimin,” he said between kisses. “Say my name.”

You moaned his name like a mantra. And then you didn’t have to imagine how his fingers would feel inside you anymore as Jimin pushed your panties aside and slid a single finger into your dripping wet pussy. You wrapped your arms around his neck and bit his shoulder to prevent yourself from screaming his name any louder than you already were. “You’re so fucking tight.” Jimin hissed and then added a second finger. And then a third.

Even with the club music playing loudly against your back you could still hear the obscene noises coming from his fingers pleasuring you. You were sure his hand was soaked by now you were so fucking wet for him. You told Jimin you were close and then without notice he withdrew his hands from within you. You asked him why he stopped and he simply began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. You felt his cock hard against your stomach earlier, so you knew it was big, but to see it in person was something else. It was short but thick, hairless. You wanted nothing more than for him to shove it down your throat and tell you how good you look with your lips wrapped around his cock.

Without him asking you to, you got down on both knees and began to slowly pump him. “Faster,” he growled. You smiled, and continued pumping him at the unbelievably slow pace. And then suddenly he grabbed you by your hair and shoved his cock down your throat just like you wanted him to.

You could taste the precum in your mouth. You gagged a little at first, but once you began breathing through your nose it became a little easier to take him all at once. You brought your hand up and raked your nails across his thighs. You swallowed around his cock, causing Jimin to moan loudly and shove himself even further down your throat than you thought possible. He ordered you to do it again, and you comply and suddenly he’s groaning and telling you how good you are with your mouth. His eyes are half closed.

You pulled your mouth off his cock so you had space to bring your hand up to pump his pulsing member simultaneously, but before you had the chance he removed his cock from your mouth completely. He picked you up off the ground, effortlessly, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. “Please,” you beg, “just fuck me.”

Jimin grabbed his cock, lining it up with your slit, and then eased you down to the base of it. Your arms found their way around his neck again as he furiously fucked into you. “How are you so fucking tight?” He groaned, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. “You’re so fucking hot.”

And then you’re kissing again. It’s sloppy, and your teeth are bumping against each other, but it’s so hot you barely notice. Jimin drove his hand between you two, finding its way to your clit. He rubbed circles around it, and you continued to shout his name. You pulled away from the kiss to scream, “Just like that, don’t stop!” You didn’t care if people could hear you.

And then suddenly you could feel your release getting closer and closer. You tightened around Jimin, causing him to hiss with pleasure. “That’s right, come all over my cock, baby.” He whispered into your ear. You arched your back and suddenly you were coming all over him just like he told you to.

Jimin quickly pulled out of you and pushed you onto your knees. You immediately opened your mouth as string after string of cum shot into your mouth. You two were breathing so heavy you had to take a second before any words were spoken. You just sat there and listened to his heavenly heavy breathing. Your phone began to ring and you realized it was the cab company wondering where you were. You pulled your dress back down and looked at him. You didn’t know what to say. Thank you? I had a blast? You settled for a simple, “That was fun.” It was lame, but there’s not much you could say in this situation. And then you began to leave, not wanting to make your cab wait any longer. “I never got your name,” Jimin said. You smiled at him. “Maybe you’ll get it next time.”

#I know it was kinda crappy but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#bts #jimin #bts jimin #smut #bts smut #jimin smut #bts scenarios #park jimin #jimin scenarios #bts drabble #jimin drabble

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rosaryteeth · 7 years

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about 6, 7, 29, 32, 42; relationships 7; sex 2, 6, 11, 21, 22, 26, 41, 71, 90 THIS ONES SO FUNNY 114; toys 5; fethishes any 4 of ur choice; this or that 7, 29, 43, 60, 92 !!!

thank u my friend!!!! bless you for giving me something to do at last (answers under the cut bc there are a lot)

about:

6. What type of underwear are you wearing?just some very basic cotton panties lmao nothing sexy. they’re pink 7.What is your favorite type of underwear?

truly just like…comfortable ones, i’m pretty boring that way. i like to wear black best, and i think the cut that looks the cutest is usually called “cheeky”?? where the butt part is like…cut higher up. this is a great description

29. Do you have a favorite person or few people to fantasize about?

no not really. i usually fantasize about just like scenarios with no specific person, or reflecting fondly on an experience i’ve already had. but that gets into a weird territory bc i’m not tryna fantasize about my ex boyfriend, but there are some hot memories that come to mind too often

32. Have you ever confessed you were aroused by someone?

yes, the people i’ve had sex with, also back in the day when i was in a weird online tumblr relationship lmao

42. What is your favorite type of underwear for the opposite sex?

boxer briefs B)

relationships:

7. What do you look for in a partner?

i’ve only had one serious partner, but in general, i’m initially just looking for a certain type of energy connection?? like just a feeling, a vibe, that draws me in. i wanna find someone who is kind and genuine, makes me feel comfortable around them, similar sense of humor/interests/tastes/yknow, easy to talk to, physical attraction

sex:

2. How old were you when you lost your virginity?

i was 19 B’) i always imagined i’d be much older, i thought i’d never find someone i wanted to have sex with aha

6. Who was your best sex partner?

my ex boyfriend, for a lot of reasons. we were rlly compatible sexually, and y’know he’s the one i lost my virginity to. also in my experience, having sex with someone i loved was a whole different experience from casual hookups. and he was just pretty good at everything i’m into

11. Have you had anal sex? How was your first experience?

no, i have not. i’m not opposed, i just think i’d only want to do it with someone i loved, if they really wanted to do it. i mean i believe it can be really good

21. Have you ever been caught or walked in on while fucking?

never walked in on, but definitely caught. my ex and i were fucking at his house while no one was home, so y’know it was a little loud, and out of nowhere we just hear his mom’s voice outside his bedroom door like “HELLOOOO” and i pretty much leapt off of him. she was laughing outside the door and we heard her say something about how she really snuck up on us. we just very awkwardly got dressed and left the house as fast as possible

22. When is the last time you had sex? Describe the experience(s).

last time i had sex was in july with a guy i was talking to for like three weeks. we’d been talking for less than a week at that point, it was a thursday night. he came to my house relatively late (it was like 10 at night i think) and i’m pretty sure he was high. it hadn’t been stated at all that we were gonna have sex that night, i think the implication was just very heavy. somehow we ended up never moving to my bedroom and fucked on the couch in the living room. so it was kind of like..physically awkward just bc my couch is rlly not meant to fit two people in such a way. then he left a bit afterwards and it was chill. not amazing bc first time with a new person is always a bit weird and the couch situation, but he went down on me for a long time before progressing into sex so i’d say his efforts were all appreciated

26. Which celebrities would you want to have sex with?

i want mads mikkelsen and hugh dancy (but like…in character as hannibal and will) to spit roast me

41. Have you ever been rejected? Have you ever rejected someone?

yes and yes. i got broken up with when my only relationship ended, so truly…the ultimate rejection. then my rebound hookup ultimately rejected me as well after making things unnecessarily complicated for a while, so that i had to be like “literally what is going on???” and get officially rejected. unfortunate. i’ve rejected quite a few guys. i’ve always been pretty certain when i’m not interested in someone, so i never wanna remotely lead guys on when i know they like me. i’m always nice about it, i think….i’m too nice i feel so bad rejecting people

71. Have you ever had a threesome? Describe the experience.

kind of??? it could or could not be defined as a threesome. schrodinger’s threesome. this past june, i kind of had a threesome with this couple i’m friends with. i’d never really met either of them before, but we all followed each other on instagram and had mutual friends and such. the boyfriend hit me up on instagram, casually at first, then was like “would you be interested in going on a date with us?” so he and i texted off and on for a while, because it was truly an opportunity that could not be passed up. then one night, they invited me to their house, and we all got wine drunk together, and made out a whole lot. we all ended up naked in bed, heavily making out, but no sex. then we all fell asleep and woke up at 7 am and i groggily made my way home and knocked tf out in my own bed. overall, it was a very surreal night, even if it may not actually count as a threesome.

90. Do you eat ass?

i never have, but i’m not opposed

114. Whats your longest sex session?

i’m rlly not sure? there are a couple long sessions i remember with my ex, but most of them had no time frame of reference. i’m gonna say the longest was probably the time we watched jaws and fucked through pretty much the entirety of it. so…a little less than 2 hours? i just checked imdb for the running time

toys:

5. How many toys do you own?

7??? i think. two vibrators and a couple of crystal dildos (which are the greatest thing i’ve ever stumbled upon)

fetishes (any of my choice oooo; i chose most of these bc i haven’t actually done a lot of heavy fetish stuff)

22. Do you like to hit or be hit? How hard?

i like to be hit……how hard depends on where. if i’m getting hit in the face (which i’m….here for), pretty lightly. like i wanna feel the impact of it, a slight sting, but not like….a full on slap or something. i’m just gonna lump spanking in with this since it is also another form of getting hit. hit me on the ass as hard as you want……23. Do you enjoy choking or being choked? How hard?

i want to be killed i love choking more than anything

77. Do you like to be spit on or spit on your partner?

i like to be spit on B’)

82. Do you enjoy giving/receiving JOIs? (Jerk Off Instructions)

i picked this question mostly just bc this sounds hot. i’ve never experienced it, but either way sounds rlly sexy?? i’d rather receive instructions i think, just bc i’m submissive and also would probably feel too awkward giving someone instructions

this or that

7. What feels better, masturbation or sex

wow i think they’re such different feelings. like i enjoy masturbation and pretty much only cum from masturbation, but most of the time masturbating feels like..something to get over with?? like the majority of the time, i just wanna cum and go to sleep, not make it a long thing. i love the entire build up to sex, and then sex itself…..so like they’re both good feelings, but obviously i’m gonna say sex is better

29. Pegging or Grinding

never done pegging, but god damn i’m here for grinding

43. Dirty Talk or Loud Moaning

i fucking love dirty talk i could die, like especially if i’m being talked to. i’m not always great at coming up with things to say, i’m better at loud moaning myself

60. Pubic Hair or None

huge fan of pubic hair

92. Slow or Fast

alternating between both B’)

#i'm just saying like.....i hope to have sex before the year ends #ask

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