#(If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been it’s been here 😔 )

[jahascouch]

Springtime Inn Extra || Excerpts of their daily life [Jaha Lee x GN!Reader]

Extra for this story. Also wrote this quickly, so it's not beta'd 😔

Jaha Lee was a lot more pleased with his and [Y/N]’s shared interests than he thought. He found himself often thinking about food he’d like to try out with them, which, while the food thing was quite normal, he never thought of them like that previously. Additionally, he never actually thought about food too much before, either. It used to always be about training and protecting the weak, not having food on his mind at all.

Letting out a grumble, he continued to sit under the plum blossom tree, cultivating his qi. Jaha knew that [Y/N] would always seek him out in this area, as he was always here when he wasn’t out on a personal mission. His eyes snapped open when he heard light footsteps approaching him, heart beating strangely quick. Maybe it was them. He could only subconsciously hope.

…

That hope was quickly dashed when he saw Hongshin approaching him. It seemed that the observant general noticed his soured face, and innocently tilted her head at his pouting.

“Great brother, are you okay?” She asked once she was at a closer distance to him. He grumbled out in response. Hongshin wondered why he was oddly sulky, though there was a famous statement circulating within their sect: ‘Who knew what the sect leader was thinking?’ And she is often reminded that truer words have never been spoken.

“I’m fine,” Jaha spoke, his tone coming out much harsher than intended. However, Hongshin felt chills go through her spine - he hasn’t used that kind of tone with her since they first met, and it brought flashbacks to when they fought and he drugged her (she’d rather not remember it at all).

Hongshin gave an awkward smile, before hesitantly asking, “I just wanted to know why you’ve been going out so much…”

At this, Jaha’s annoyance quickly dissipated, answering the question like how he normally would: in a monotone and nonchalant voice, “I go out to eat.”

“Well, yes, but… A lot more than usual…”

That was true. While Jaha did go out a lot unannounced, there were also many days where he just sat in the sect and trained himself and his subordinates. Lately, however, and it was usually after the usual work hours, he would go out and reason that it was for a stroll. More often than not, he’d come back to the sect after a few hours.

In the beginning, no one batted an eye; he was the sect leader, and him going out like that was normal. However, it had already been a few weeks, and this became a regular, everyday occurrence; so much so, that the generals and even sect members were beginning to suspect something.

“I’ve been trying out the new foods in Ilyang,” Jaha responded after a few moments of uncomfortable (well, uncomfortable for Hongshin) silence.

Just then, another pair of footsteps approached them, though stopping at a considerable distance. Because of their keen observation skills, Hongshin and Jaha’s heads snapped over to the source. It was [Y/N], about to approach Jaha with a bag of takeout they got. It seemed like they noticed Hongshin and Jaha talking to one another, as they suddenly stopped. Under the leader and the general’s gaze, they shuffled their feet uncomfortably.

“[Y/N],” Jaha called out, motioning for them to come closer. And they did. His eyes darted to the bag, then back to his subordinate, indicating that he was curious as to what was inside.

Noticing this, [Y/N] quickly snapped out of their stupor, smiled and placed the bag on his lap. They answered, “I accidentally got more food than intended, since… well, I usually order for two, as you know.”

They gave a small smile to Sister Monkey in a quick greeting, then quickly scurried off again. Jaha quietly opened up the bag, Hongshin watching him. His eyes seemed to grow fonder as he looked at the contents inside: it was his favorite, Pork Bone Broth. There was a note on top of the container of the soup, and it read:

‘Hey! I ordered two and I wondered if I could eat it with you for dinner, like usual. Meet up with me later at the rooftop?’

Hongshin watched as Jaha’s entire demeanor brightened up, his back straightening as he had a wide, stupid grin on his face. She was curious, so she asked, “What’s inside?”

“Food. My favorite.”

#return of the mad demon #return of the crazy demon #광마회귀 #jaha lee #yi zaha #lee jaha #zaha yi #이자하 #자하이 #rotmd x reader #x reader #webtoon #jaha lee x reader #lee jaha x reader

[lets-try-some-writing]

SOBBING VIOLENTLY, I’VE SPENT ALL DAY READING YOUR ‘BROKEN RECORD’ STORY AND I’M ABSOLUTELY DESTROYED.

It wasn’t a satisfying ending. But in no way do I mean that in a bad way. It wasn’t satisfying. What would have been satisfying is if after all that time, Smokescreen finally got to win. Just once.

But we didn’t get that. There was only one ending. That was what we were told at the beginning, and that is how it ended. There was only one choice. The best choice was the only. Choice. I love that. It’s bitter, and frustrating, but with how you wrote it? It’s what needed to happen. It wasn’t the ending we all wanted, it was the ending that needed to happen.

This was gut wrenching. Mind blowing. We got tears making rivers and oceans over here man 😭

This was wonderful, it really was. It was hard. It was difficult, but it ended, and when it did, it was just, meant to be. We were told it was unavoidable, Smokescreen was told it was inevitable, and it was in the end. He wasn’t ever going to get that chance to prove the Matrix and everyone else wrong.

You are just, SO good at doing this. At making something that is real, and important (to me anyway 😔).

I love how Smokescreen bonded with everyone. He knows, everyone. He has made memories with them that are his, and his alone. He can’t share them now. They’re remnants of times that no longer exist. He doesn’t get those bonds back. Not like the ones he had. And that’s hard. It’s hard for him, it’s hard for us, there’s no way for him to get satisfaction for those losses.

You’ve gotta be magic or something. Like, actually.

In my class today, I fr opened my physical, non-Transformers related book, and tried to find where I had left off on ‘Broken Record’, then did a 180 when I very quickly realized this book was not, in fact, your Tumblr page, and I was not, in fact, reading one of your stories 💀

You’ve infected my brain with the robos. Everything is a reference to your stories. (For example, Burgers: That one story if your were the humans purposely eat burgers and meat in the base to make the bots uncomfy cuz it’s funny to see their reactions.)

Anyway, back to the story, Optimus understood Smokescreen’s situation very quickly. And once it was made clear that he understood, it became very clear that these loops were not a new thing. For any of the primes. That makes me wonder how similar it had been for Optimus. Or rather, Orion Pax.

We know that he was once like Jack, from what Ratchet tells us in the show, but I can’t really see someone like Jack turning into someone like Optimus. Not naturally. I had always assumed that Orion became who he is as Optimus just by getting the Matrix, or just by being in the war. But you said “F that” and did something completely new. Orion having to go through those ‘trials’ like how Smokescreen did absolutely adds to the reasoning behind such a, seemingly drastic personality change. It seems drastic to everyone else, but, as you showed us with Smokescreen, it was gradual. It was a very, very gradual change. It was a change that came through many, many long hardships and challenges, and in the end he didn’t even succeed in his original goal. As it probably was for Orion. Smokescreen isn’t the bot he used to be. Not by a long shot. Nebulous Prime did not simply just, come to be. It’s who Smokescreen turned into.

(Makes me wonder if you’d be wanting to do a prequel for ‘Broken Record’ but for Orion 👀)

Anyway, to wrap it up, you’re incredible, your mind is incredible, thanks for being incredible.

Oh my goodness. I am just, in absolute AWE at this breakdown of the story. You APPRECIATE my writing and you have no idea how happy that makes me. I put so much effort into my work, and it never ceases to make me smile and want to keep on going when I read comments like yours. I am not being paid for this, I am not gaining anything from this in real life, but it is wonderful people such as yourself that keep me going, so thank you :)

Smokescreen's tale in "Broken Record" really is one of tragedy, and I adore how you have laid it out. The vision I had while writing was an inevitable slow march toward the apathy all Primes seem to have. Optimus always knows so much, has skills that one could see him having but still appear slightly out of place in light of his origin. He was the embodiment of skill and wisdom, and yet he was always tired.

I loved the idea of finding a core reason behind that exhaustion aside from war, a purpose behind the seeming aimless behavior Optimus exhibited upon no longer having a foe to fight. His trial, in my mind, was different from Smokscreen's.

I say this because I do indeed intend to write a prequel from Orion's perspective. I want to show how crushing it will be when his passion and drive are tempered through unexplainable loss and the revelation that he CAN'T fix everything. There is no happy story book ending, and Smokescreen now knows this well. Conviction turned to duty, love dulled to loyalty, idealism shifted into numbing apathy.

In light of this, can you see why the other Primes went crazy? Orion was a special case and without Optimus to serve as a foundation, Smokescreen would have joined the mad ranks of his predecessors. It is a sad story where the weak falter and the strong prevail. It was underlying, but it was also a hope of mine that it would be shown that no mech should want the Matrix. To be a leader is a burden, and in the world of "Broken Record", that is more than evident.

Thank you again for your lovely commentary! I look forward to writing more if only so that kind folks such as yourself have more to enjoy.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #lets try some writing mumbles #smokscreen #the matrix of leadership #optimus prime

[stackthedeck]

i need someone who understands to commiserate with me.

WHY are people marking spider-man - all media types when they mean "twinky tiny teeny baby tom holland and papá stark and ooh sometimes big hulking predatory gay teen fucker deadpool (i think thats his name ive never read a comic but i know he hears voices oooOohooH)" thats NOT ALL MEDIA TYPES THATS THE FUCKING TOM HOLLAND MOVIES

they can like that! i dont CARE. what i care about is intentionally obfuscating your fic premise, thereby making ME read it 😭😭😭

i know spideytorch is your fav flame but at least many torch knowers know about smth besides the movies 😔😔

(have a good day, i needed to bitch and i was like. he is the only one who will truly understand 💛)

Anon I feel you I bitch about this every day lmao the exclude mcu button on ao3 is my best friend! Like listen mcu fans can do whatever they want but like fandom etiquette dictates that if I don’t like I shouldn’t read so it’s common courtesy for them to say exactly what the fic is so I can know that I’m the type of fan who doesn’t like it so I won’t read it. Like I’ve been 5k words into pretty alright Spider-Man fic and then I’m hit with the “mr.stark” and I’m like god where’s my Spider-Man that doesn’t respect billionaires it’s crushing every time. And like hey mcu fans, y’all are the majority here if people want Tom Holland Spider-Man they’re searching that fandom tag so use it so more of your intended audience can read your fic!

I’ll be honest with you anon the reason I’m so into spidey torch is because 1 it’s a semi popular ship and 2 spidey torch fans tend to be obsessed with the comics sometimes for both the boys but they’re a super fan of at least one. The fantastic four have had nothing but shitty adaptations so their comic fandom is bigger than their movie fandoms it’s wonderful. I don’t really ship Johnny with Peter beyond like oh they probably were a friends with benefits situation or a Johnny is way more hopelessly in love situation. Nah the real goat of Johnny Storm ships is Johnny and Wyatt Wingfoot that is a power couple that can stand the test of time. But unfortunately it’s a very small tag and there’s quite a few writers who don’t know how to be normal about Native Americans. But my diehard spidey ship is parksborn and that tag is such a mixed bag! Sometimes it’s like the perfect replication of the comic dynamic, sometimes it’s the Raimi movies (functionally two different characters but also fun), something to do with the cartoons (not my thing because they’re kids doing high school drama), whatever the fuck Andrew Garfield had going with that dying Victorian orphan, or Harry is the evil ex but like evil the same way Norman was like fuck off!

Anyway spidey torch is the only spidey dude slash ship that has like consistently good fics but all the other ships you’ve gotta sift through a lot of bull shit but it’d be so much easier to find what I want if people would just tag their shit correctly!

Anyway thank you for bitching with me anon. Reminder: fuck the mcu until Sabra is removed from captain America 4, pirate your movies and comics and don’t buy shit from them. Pirate spectacular Spider-Man comics and every single Wyatt Wingfoot appearance

#asks #don’t even get me started on the struggle to find anything decent for fm spidey ships

[jakowskis]

Day 13 - Favorite ship(s)? Any Torchwood OTPs? Go ahead, gush about them!

dude i multiship so hard in this fandom i dont think there’s a single combination i havent thought of + found a way to enjoy, and that extends to trios. AND i like tw poly. i am mashing them together like barbie dolls. i am having sm fun here in my room

even the ones i don’t exactly “like” still make me Feel Things (more on that later), and even the ones i tend to prefer as friends (more on that later, too), i can still see it if i want to yknow. that’s what’s fun about the slutty bisexy show! woo! they all compel me. 

nonetheless, here are the pairings i like the most, ranked by how often i think of them + how insane they make me. im not gonna gush a ton, actually, bc i get annoyed w how much i talk, so ill keep every explanation under 15 words

owen x ianto: I Want Them Covered in Blood Together (Gnashing My Teeth) (by fall out boy)

owen x andy: golden retriever boyfriend for owen bc sometimes it’s nice to not be angsty (gooseberry who?)

owen x jack: i dont know how they make me feel but they make me feel Something :/

ianto x tosh: THEY’D BE SO CUTE they’d be precious that’s all

tosh x andy: see above. tosh deserves a sweet bf (there are no girls to ship her with 😔)

owen x suzie: they’re mirrors, they’re the same… they intrigue me. also Hawt xD (im bi)

owen x gwen: better as besties imho but im still a bi moron who’s not immune

jack x ianto: overrated imho BUT i do still like them. sigh. dead line speech wahhh

gwen x rhys: i love their relationship troubles n the way it grounds the show. theyre cute

jack x the doctor: sending jack off to harass the doctor so the team can Rest (+ Im Compelled)

jack x gwen: they compel me a little. a teeny bit. not too much but a little

(can u tell i like owen ships. he just has such fascinating relationships w everyone)

ok i lied ill say a couple things. firstly my otp being owento… i’ve talked a bit about it but in brief it started out because i can't resist having at least one enemies/rivals to lovers ship per fandom and ep12 blew my mind a little - and then something just Clicked and they somehow achieved top ten ships of all time status in my brain?? idk what happened there. i usually go for canon-based ships, so having one that kind of lacks substance in the source media (allegedly; i think they’re fruity in canon. but u know what i mean like theyre not ‘canon’ in a show where there is in fact gay TEXT rather than just the subtextual shit theyre doing yanno) and is largely a beast of my own creation (+ the influence of the wonderful handful of fic writers we’ve had over the years) has been rlly fun. 

im largely preoccupied with those two, but i’ve found jack + his relationship with ianto kind of inherently haunts owen x ianto… if you’ve read my fic you know what i mean by that. i can’t see owento existing on its own, like janto fundamentally co-exists next to it so i have to take it into account, and then jack and owen also have a fascinating relationship so i’ve kind of just ended up spending a lot of time thinking about and figuring out owen x ianto x jack in all combinations, because there’s a lot of fascinating stuff going on there from every end. introducing owen to the equation also kind of… ig redeems janto for me, bc i found them offensively underwhelming in s1 and s2. they should be dark and fucked up, and they’re not. owen kind of… brings smth dark and fucked up to the table, and a lot of why i like shipping him with ianto is bc they bring shit out of each other - and owen, for his part, is capable of bringing out ianto’s repressed rage and forcing him to deal with things he’d rather try to compartmentalize and ignore… i find that super compelling, and i also find it useful for breaking down my issues with how jack & ianto’s relationship is initially presented. like, he’s a handy narrative tool for that hfsdjkf. point is, whether i like it or not, jack and his relationships with my girlies (owen n ianto are the girlies <3) is kind of also an intrinsic part of what most of my fixation-oriented brain power goes into thinking about. i’ve been developing this huge fic ‘verse fdhfjk.... Im Very Tired

sometimes i like fun, though, which is what’s behind a lot of those other ships. i’m generally into very dark + angsty + psychological themes, but sometimes fluff and domesticity and occasional silliness is nice, and that’s what’s behind owandy (i have an au where they meet before owen dies) and iantosh (+ gwen x rhys) as my sort of… alternative endgame. my comfort ‘au’. not an au, exactly, but an alternative fluffier world to the darker owento-based one i’ve crafted and spend most of my time thinking about fdshkfj. i also like sending jack off to go bother the doctor, in this ‘au’, because unfortunately i don’t think he’s conductive to the team’s happiness. i think he needs to find his own way to heal and that should probs include the doctor, considering how obsessed jack is with them + how much he needs to unpack All That Shit he has going on before he can be any sort of truly positive force in the lives of the tw team. so for now he’s banned from the polycule for jack crimes. listen, i love that torchwood’s inherently sad and dark and lonely, it’s what compels me, and i’m ultimately glad that’s the core of the show - but it doesn’t have to be. sometimes i enjoy a nicer alternative. i think they could fix it. and that’s what fandom + fanfic is for. 

i also have several ot3s i enjoy, mostly owen ones. i think he deserves a bf + a gf, i think it’d fix him. put that bitch in a bisexual sandwich and maybe he'd behave. in particular, i love owen x tosh x ianto, it’s the only place i ship owen/tosh bc i think ianto would keep owen in check and they’d all better each other. i love owen x tosh x andy for similar reasons. can you tell the four characters im biased towards fhdskj. (i love gwen just as much but she’s kind of doing her own thing with just rhys and jack imo fdkfjsd. perhaps torchwood is composed of two polycules and jack is the link between both of them)

#tdot #txt #take a shot every time i say compel fhsdkjfds

[siphoklansan]

hey hi hello~ it's me, Rubia; i'm here to ask for Anan and Charin's opinions on Octavinelle's big names (<-including myself, if thats alright lol)

Charin༄: Ah, the water nymph of Octavinelle. There aren’t many water nymphs where I come from, and they look quite different. But I digress….I believe we’ve never interacted with one another before. She has quite the intimidating aura, though her expressions always turn soft when a certain vice-dorm leader is around…

Speaking about the vice dorm leader, Jade is quite the mysterious character himself. There’s not much to say about him either, though I appreciate his hospitality every time I visit the monstro-lounge. Hm…he seems to like the fact that I’m a half-merman a lot…

Don’t get me started on his brother. I’d rather not talk about him.

*ahem* Anywho! Azul, the dorm-leader. I respect his passion for…earning money(?). He’s helped me once, and I’m surprised that it’s on the house.

Anan༆: Miss Rubia? Many times I’ve wondered if I should knit a sweater for her, since every time I enter the monstro-lounge, it seems as if they’ve left the air-conditioner on for 48 hours. But since Miss Rubia is a water nymph, maybe she hails from the cold waters like the others (tweels & Azul) as well?

Everywhere I go, I always see Jade accompany Miss Rubia. They’d walk to class together, or terrorize— *ahem* wrong word, my apologies, they’d…interact with students occasionally as well. However, I’m not sure if the reasons are good or not.

Ah, Floyd Leech. Jade’s twin brother, yes? If I remember correctly, Charin is not too fond of Floyd. I know the reason very well, but I don’t think I’m in the position to talk about it. You can ask Siphok, though. She knows very well. Floyd’s quite the eccentric character, in a good way of course. He refers to me as sunfish, sometimes green sunfish. I think it’s quite endearing.

Azul seems to really enjoy the fact that I visit the monstro-lounge sometimes. Is it because of my status? I’m not too sure. I only go to monstro-lounge every time Siphok has one of her period cravings.

That said, I have an inkling Azul is trying to rope me into one of his deals. Whether good or bad, I’m not interested.

YAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!! Had a lot of fun with this one!! Also, the story of Charin and Azul will be a mini-comic! It’s in my agenda list (check pinned post if you want!)

Also, I drew you from memory😔 i see your old character sheet and your hair is swept on the other side, but your most recent posts, your hair is swept on this side so if I drew your hair wrong I’M SO SORRY— I wasn’t sure if I should draw you with long hair or not too :,) cuz I see you’ve been drawing yourself with long hair lately.

OC INTERACTION EVENT: 25TH OF MAY - 2ND OF JUNE

#twisted wonderland #twst #✰siphok-moots✰ #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #Charin Kamolnath༄ #Anan Atthakornmetha༆ #☂︎︎siphok-museum☂︎︎ #༄siphok-chatters༄

[aziraphales-library]

Hey there! I hope y’all are doing well :)

I tried to use the archive and the search bar, because im willing to bet someone’s already asked for this at some point— but alas, I was thwarted 😔

It’s the wall scene. The “I’m not nice, I’m a demon” scene. It’s stuck in my head and won’t leave. I would like to find some fic where the scene plays out a little differently than canon. It doesn’t have to be gratuitous, but like,,, a small kiss? Maybe Azi let’s something slip, that catches Crowley off guard?

Have a good one!

Hello! We have recommended some wall slam fics recently here. Here are some more for you:

Precipitating Factors by Brynncognito [E]

The first thought which crosses Aziraphale’s mind when Crowley shoves him against the wall, snarling that he isn’t nice, is (absurdly, inappropriately) that Crowley smells nice. There’s a deep, musky undertone to his scent that’s either cologne or something demonic, and Aziraphale really shouldn’t find it as attractive, as appetizing as he does no matter what the source.

The second thought which crosses his mind is that he’d really like to kiss Crowley.

Oops I Kissed It Again by DemonicGeek [G]

What would have happen if Aziraphale and Crowley had been interrupted just a few minutes later during that wall push scene?

your lips, my lips (apocalypse) by MovesLikeBucky [E]

“I want you, Crowley.” His voice is but a breath against Crowley’s ear, a soft wind carrying a warmth on it like Crowley has never known. “I’ve wanted you for so long. I want to give you anything you’ve ever wanted; I want everything that you are and everything that you could be, because, my darling, if we can’t figure this out… if we can’t stop it…”

Crowley turns and captures Aziraphale’s lips with his own, not wanting to hear how he knows that sentence ends.

OR

What if Mary didn't show up quite so fast?

MirroR or The Wall Slam Scene, Uninterrupted by Nadzieja [T]

Their breaths are mingling in the limited space between the words unspoken and Crowley wonders if this is something a demon like him is allowed. | Aziraphale can't allow himself to enjoy it through the guilt he's feeling, can't allow himself to enjoy it the way he always dreamed of.

Short re-imagining of the wall scene + a kiss, from both angsty pov's.

Hold Me Tight by cheerios_and_wine (E)

Aziraphale stared at his lips as if in a trance, like he had in that moment several weeks prior, mesmerised by Crowley. His eyes flicked up to meet Crowley’s again. “I wanted you closer.”

Crowley pressed in, his bony body pushing into Aziraphale’s soft one. He tilted his head, lips hovering above Aziraphale’s, their breath mingling.

An Ineffable Kinktober ficlet for Roleplay, in which Aziraphale wants to recreate a certain charged moment with Crowley.

Hold It Right There! by Ineffable_Geek (M)

The search for the missing Antichrist is not going well. When Aziraphale decides to have a little fun with Crowley before he can't ever again, it goes so much better than expected.

If only they weren't in the middle of Tadfield Manor.

Between a Wall and a Hard Place by Mossyrock (E)

Aziraphale hadn’t expected to be roughly pinned against the wall. But he's not complaining. It sends his thoughts down a very unangelic path.

My take on the wall push scene. Because everybody needs to do one.

~ Mods N & D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #adult omens #wall slam #mod n #mod d

[mybiasisexo]

Entangled - Part 7 Snippet

I feel soooo bad for the delayed update 😭. I want the next chapter out as much as y’all do, but this chapter is hard bro 😭. I’ve literally rewritten it like 6 times and even still I’m not satisfied with it 😪. So, here is a little treat!! Will this be in the final cut?? Shoot, idk tbh 🤷🏾‍♀️. But alas, for your patience ✊🏾😔. Appreciate y’all real bad!!! 💕💕💕

“Are you just going to stand there?” He asks. It takes you out of your hyperfocused stare and you blink up at him, catching the way he grins. He must know what he’s doing.

You clear your throat and start taking off your heels before walking over to him. He remains standing stalk still, his breaths controlled as you slowly prowl over to him.

You watch the way his irises blow out, darkening in a way you haven’t seen in years, but know all too well. When you’re about a foot away, you abruptly turn and sit on the edge of his bed.

He takes a deep grounding breath, running a hand over his face as he lets out a tortured groan before falling onto the chair holding his jacket.

A silence falls over you, but it’s not awkward like it had been in the elevator. If anything, it’s heavy with the weight of your attraction you both have for each other. That attraction is somber though, with the pain you both carry as well. With him so near after so long, the pain in your chest feels ten times heavier. You aren’t sure if you’re going to burst into tears, or maul him–you’re sure either option would lead you to regret. So instead, you stare at your lap, where your hands knot almost painfully into each other. He’s not making matters worse. If anything, you’re getting more self conscious with the way you can feel his heavy gaze. You find it a bit exasperating.

“Can you stop that?”

“Stop what?” He asks in confusion. The way his voice has deepened doesn’t pass you.

“Staring,” you clarify, lifting your gaze up to him. Once your eyes lock, he turns away shyly.

“I can’t help it,” he reveals quietly. “I just… can’t believe you’re really here. That….” He pulls gently on his earlobe, face turning pink. “That you’re in my hotel room. I feel like I’ll blink and you’ll be gone.”

He sounds so sweet, so sincere, so…heartbroken. That constant push and pull you’ve been feeling towards him this past few days hit you simultaneously. Part of you wants to dismiss him and try to deflect, but another part–that’s a lot bigger than you’d be honest about–wants to fall into his arms. You’re reminded again of last night, of how close you were to giving into him completely. If it hadn’t been for Yerim….

No, no. You can’t go there right now, not with you alone with him in such small quarters.

Time to change the subject.

“Why did you invite me here?” You ask.

“I wanted to apologize,” he reveals.

“For what?”

“There’s a lot to apologize for, I’m sure,” he begins, sinking more into his chair and leaning his head back so that he can stare up at the ceiling. “But I think the biggest thing right now is for last night.”

“You remember?” You ask skeptically. He was really drunk and, well, a lot happened in a short amount of time. A lot that you both need to unpack to be able to do…whatever it is you’re trying to do. You aren’t really sure. Closure, definitely. But what after that? You guess you’d just cross that bridge when you got to it.

“Trust me, the boys refused to let me forget,” he grumbles. That brings out your first grin since the wedding. They really are Team You, and are incredibly insufferable with it. You can only imagine the things Sehun said to him. Damn, maybe you should apologize as well.

“I don’t remember everything,” he says. “But they let me know how I made a complete fool of myself. That I…that I kissed you?”

The tips of his yoda ears turn an endearing shade of red, letting you know that he does indeed feel embarrassed over what the others told him he did. You wonder if he knows what he said to you. How he was practically begging you to take him back.

“You did,” you confirm.

#exo scenarios #chanyeol scenario #entangled #tbh I don’t feel like tagging lmao idc #will tag ppl that I feel would be interested later cause I’m working rn #but enjoy!! again so so soooo sorry for taking forever #😭😭

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi Kait.

It’s been a little while. I hope you’re doing well. <3

I’m always rooting for your success and happiness lol.

I feel bad and sheepish because I never wanna be that person who only ever pops by to like,,, dump a vent when I’m struggling.

I wish I had more fun or creative stuff I could share with you more often.

I think about trying to make you a gift of some sort a lot but I always chicken out. 😔

But tbh I think the reason I feel inclined to come here when I’m feeling bad is because when I am struggling,, that’s when I turn to thoughts of Saeyoung as a source of comfort. And your blog is the best outlet I’ve found to be able to express those feelings haha.

At any rate…

I wonder if you can relate to this experience…?

When I was really sick, my mental health issues actually kinda felt better…?

It’s not like they actually went away or anything.

It’s just that,,, I literally didn’t have the mental capacity to fixate on those things like I normally would. I was deadass too exhausted to indulge my anxious or depressed thoughts and let myself spiral lmao

But now that I’m slowly staring to feel better physically, those old patterns and thoughts and feelings have been creeping back in little by little too :))

(Super unfair if you ask me 🙄 bc I *am* still sick and in pain. Just slightly less so. And now I gotta deal with the mental illness on top of it all? Now my bones hurt AND my tummy hurts AND my silly little pathetic heart hurts. Homophobia at its finest, truly.)

And like… I’m trying really hard to claw my way out of this cute little pit of self-loathing I’ve found myself in.

Especially since I know now, better than ever, that it’s completely pointless…

The world’s gonna keep turning whether I hate myself or not. It’s just a matter of whether or not I’m choosing to make myself miserable in the process.

But,,, you know. It’s never that simple.

And. It’s kinda the “trying hard” that’s been making it hurt tbh.

I can’t stop thinking about the ~injustice~ of how hard Ive tried my whole life to build a future for myself where I could finally feel ~stable and happy and loved~ like I’ve been craving my whole life or whatever. But the universe just keeps saying Sike! Over and over :’)

I had to work so hard just to fuckin survive and keep myself alive my whole childhood.

I never thought I’d be able to go to college,, I didn’t even think it was on the table for me.

But I got lucky and got support and encouragement from my friends,, and somehow I managed to make it. And it meant so much to me. I felt so overjoyed and lucky to be able to be in a place where I didn’t have to worry about my safety all the time, or where I was going to sleep or get my next meal. And better yet,, somewhere where I could pursue my dreams and passions and get a little closer every day to a future I never thought I’d have. :’D

Buuuut then Covid hit, my mental health tanked, and I stopped being able to afford my tuition. And even though I was doing everything I could and DESPERATELY trying to figure things out,, it wasn’t enough. Bc nobody at the school would fuckin help me. And it was so frustrating and upsetting to know that, no matter how good of a student I was (I was a 4.0 student in STEM smh)

And no matter how genuine and passionate I was,,,

It didn’t make a difference. Because all they cared about was my money.

Like. Not to be dramatic. But that shit legit shattered my heart and crushed my soul. :’)

Even so! I told myself,,, hey. It’s okay. You can turn this around. You just have to work harder! Push yourself even further! You’re good at that. You’ve done it before. You just need to get a job and save up so you can go back.

So I got my silly lil minimum wage pet store job.

And goddammit, I was great at that too.

I was the best damn employee at my store, if not the whole company 🙄 bc I’m SMART AND PASSIONATE ABOUT LEARNING AND HELPING ANIMALS AND CREATING BETTER LIVES FOR THEM. UGH. 😤

Worked my tits off for a year and a half. Saved up as much as I could. Got over halfway to my goal that would allow me to finally move away from my home state that I’ve always hated. Go back to school. And really and truly get a shiny new ~fresh start~

But then the universe was like, HA bitch you thought!

You actually worked *too* hard this time and now your body is broken.

So… all that money you just saved up…?

POOF! That’s all going to your medical bills now.

Or at least. A tiny fraction of your medical bills :)

And now you can’t keep working to pay those bills off, or save up more money to go back to school. Because you’re too sick!

So like… good luck I guess??

And now I’m here having to deal with the fact that my friends who started school at the same time as me are graduating this semester.

And I’m just. Spending all my days alone in my room helpless and lonely and rotting :)))

It just really stinks that even though I’ve been trying so hard my whole life and putting SO MUCH of myself into literally everything I do,,, it’s never seemed to pay off.

In fact it feels like if anything, all it’s done is come back to bite me in the ass and make the failure hurt worse in the end.

🙄🙄 big “please please please let me get what I want by the smiths” moment

But anyways *ahem*

Like I said,,,,,

Whenever I get to feeling like this. I definitely always end up thinking about and coming back to Saeyoung.

Because… different life situations, obviously.

I’m glad at least I haven’t had to check “lost twin” or “being a secret agent” off my trauma bingo card yet.

But then again. I never thought I’d check off medical trauma either and look how that turned out, so who knows what the future has in store for me? 💀

At any rate,,, I know he’d be able to empathize, and understand those feelings.

More so than anyone I’ve ever met in real life, probably.

That’s definitely a huge part of why he came to mean so much to me in the first place. And why he’s the character I come back to time and time again when things start feeling really unfair.

And,, knowing just how and why he’d be able to understand and relate to those feelings is a big part of why I love him so much…

I just get so overwhelmed any time I get caught up thinking about that man’s endless capacity for goodness and love. Even through all the shit he’s been through. And how,, no matter how hurt he was, how hopeless he felt, or how much he *wanted* to give up. He never ever could. Because that’s just who he is,, if there’s even the slimmest margin of a chance that he could do something to make the world better for his loved ones, he’d drag himself there to the point of physically falling apart and not even think twice about it.

And like,,, yeah,,, it’s an issue in its own right and breaks my heart to think of how far he’d go for others while having so little regard for himself.

But also,,,,, it’s so admirable 😭 I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Saeyoung Choi is made of love.

And like,,, more than just Ye Olde “self-destruction in the name of helping his loved ones” thing,, I also get so worked up just thinkin about him being his silly dorky self,,

And again just… through everything,, even when he tried to convince himself that it was a front and he wasn’t actually like that,,, he never stopped being bright and curious and passionate,,, because that IS who he is,,, he’s a NERD and he genuinely loves learning and trying new things and having fun,,, and spreading that joy to the people around him. 🥹❤️

It just makes me wanna fuckin SMOTHER him with all of the affection and appreciation I could ever possibly muster up. And tell him over and over and over again how incredible and kind and brave and strong and special he is, and how much I love and adore him, and how lucky and proud I feel to even exist in the same universe as someone so earnestly and relentlessly Good. 🥺🥺

I would simply like to love him to death dhdjdjd

And like. I guess it’s cathartic to me to imagine being able to do that and say those things to him.

And to really just,,, bask in those overwhelming feelings of affection.

Bc I guess that’s how I wish someone would see and feel about me 😅 and that I could have someone in my life who would see how hard I try,, and be proud of me, and make me feel like I have value outside of my achievements in life (or,,, lack thereof). And like,,,, love me for all the times I kept going even when it hurt. That would be cool,,,,

Me out here since 2016 trying to fix myself by fixing Saeyoung 💀💀

Literally even now I feel better than I did when I started typing this message having thought about him and how much I love him fjfjfjf

Kuz,,, there’s the catharsis in thinking about being able to say those things that i wish I could hear myself to someone else.

But then there’s the added layer of self-indulgent catharsis of being able to be like,,,

I mean, hey, Saeyoung probably *would* see you in a similar light,,, if anyone would be able to understand and appreciate those things in me, it would be him. :’D

We are,,, the pointing Spider-Man meme,,, but make it gay dhdhdj

And that shit is,,, overwhelming to think about.

Ahh the euphoria of loving Saeyoung Choi shdhjd

And,, imagining a world where he loves me back just as much,,,

That’s nice,,, :’D

Anyways. I don’t know where I intended on going with this. I feel like I’m just awkwardly talking in circles and not making sense.

And I didn’t mean to get as vent-y as I did there.

I guess I just was all tangled up in my thoughts about all this shit and wanted to try and articulate that side of why Saeyoung means so much to me.

And to have an excuse to gush about my precious little meow meow. 🤡

As usual,,, if you’ve actually taken the time to read through this mess. Thank you haha.

Wishing you the best, always. ❤️❤️❤️

Don't worry, I get where you're coming from.

I had the same experience, similar, anyway. I thought college was the way out and went like I was "supposed" to. I suffered for a long time as a child in an abusive, impoverished environment, and there was no way out but a single door that everyone sold me. Well, as soon as the door closed on high school, my body started to give up. I dealt with a single diagnosis at first, and then, by the next time Spring Break was around, I had two more issues that would nearly cause me to lose my life.

Being on death's door after you've fought so hard to escape is a sick joke, and it's hard to put that grief into words. I'm sure you know what I mean, though. You think you're getting out and then it feels like God is laughing in your face. As if to say, "You thought you were allowed to be happy and free? Ha! Sike!" Hitting rock bottom with those types of emotions is not fun in the slightest. I still feel grief in that way when a bad day comes along. Even if you're working through your feelings, a bad flare will make you struggle.

Being Disabled and Chronically Ill means you're in a perpetual loop of "I'm okay with this" > "I hate this" > "This is okay sometimes" > "Why is it that I'm being punished" > "I can't take it anymore" > "This is... okay. I am okay".

You cycle through acceptance, anger, grief, begging, and everything that comes with loss. We don't have to be okay with our struggles, you know? It's not something people can understand unless it's their experience. Sure, if someone close to you is that sick, you might be able to understand, but not all of it. It's something that can't be put into words. Sometimes, the hardest part is trying to get someone to understand that you won't get better. You will only get worse. It's not like a broken arm.

I want you to know that I've been there. Stuck in a bedroom for years and it hurt. I lost out on experiences because I didn't have support in the way I needed. I had to become my own doctor and advocate the second I realized the healthcare system latched onto my anxiety to blame for all my problems. I haven't had health care in years because America is a piece of shit, but I don't think anyone should be forced to become more intelligent than their doctor to save their life. Then, you have to act like you know nothing because if you know too much, they think you doom scroll health conditions online.

But, that's another thing. You get used to it. You shrug. Your pain is a 7 to an average person but to you, it's a 2. You get used to it. You just learn how to adapt. You forget what not being in pain feels like. I can't remember what it felt like to not have something hurt!

Mental health and physical health are other things. When you've got to deal with both of them, it's weird. You might have a bad day with a flare but your mental health is just fine, vice versa, or the opposite of that. If you're in too much physical pain to think, you're not going to think about your depression. You just sleep. God, one thing that did happen to me was that my compulsive hand-washing started to be something I did less because I physically couldn't get out of bed at one point and I just said, "Fuck it. I can't do it. It's fine."

Still have that issue but it's not what it was. It's hard to explain how these issues clash with each other.

Haha. Anyway, I get it. I know what you mean about Saeyoung 'cause I feel the same way about Saeran. I met the RFA in 2016. I was on the door of death, not knowing what was coming next, and they saved a life that day. I don't know where I'd be without this game. Everyone in the group helped me see a chance to live.

Saeyoung was one of the first, too. I love him like a brother because I saw my sacrifices in him. I'm like him in that sense. I would throw my life on the line to see someone else happy. That's not always a good trait because you need to protect yourself, too.

You can't always give to others. Sometimes, you need to be selfish. But, having him by your side to empathize with is cathartic, you're right. He gets it. He knows what you mean and he doesn't judge.

You love him because you see yourself in him. You know he's capable of love, just like you are, and you know that he's safe. He'd know that you're safe, too. He knows you better than you know yourself, and I'd dare say it's the same way the other way around. That's why it's easy to love him. You know he'll never let go of you. You know he'll always fight for you. You want to be fought for, you want to be loved, and you want a chance to be validated the way you validate Saeyoung.

I'd say there's nothing wrong with that.

I look to Saeran because he'd get me. He's been just as sick as I've been and I wouldn't have to tell him what's wrong in detail. I could just look at him with pain in my soul, and he'd know. He'd get it and I wouldn't have to explain it. He'd just hold me... like I'd just hold him at his lowest moment. I feel like loving him makes me a better person. It reminds me that I have to try to treat myself the way I'd treat him... and the way he'd treat me. He'd want me to see something good even at the worst, and that helps me more than a lot of things.

So, I'd say, if you feel low... think about how Saeyoung would fight for you and help that inspire you to fight for yourself. Because he loves you and he always will, even if the galaxy keeps the two of you apart from one another. If you feel a flutter in your chest, it's him, calling out to your heart with a prayer you'll smile again.

And just remember, talking about your grief helps. Don't ball it up. If you have to write something down to let it out, do it. Never hesitate.

#long post #longpost #tw vent #mod kait #not mm #clownishpossum

[missmungoe]

Hello miss mungoe!! 💚♥️

How are you?

How are you dealing with the heat?

I hope where you live it's at least a bit bearable because here in France it's going not very well for us lmao 😵🔥

I have a question if you don't mind, about the fics(? or oneshots?) you wrote on ao3, about Shanks and Makino; are they in any specific order?

I saw that some are sequels to others but is there any actual order or we can just read them individually?

Sorry I got a bit confused cuz i usually don't read fics there and so it's the "first times" using that site lmao.

I hope the question doesn't bother you💚♥️

Have a wonderful day/night/evening!! 🌼🌺💐🌻💮🌹🌷🌸

♥️💚

omg look at them 😔🥺

Hi!! I’m doing well! (and this isn’t a bother at all!) And oof, I’m sorry to hear about the heat! I have the opposite problem - in my part of Norway, it’s been averaging a chilly 13 degrees and raining for the past few weeks, but I think I prefer the cold to the heat (at least if it’s cold, you can put on more layers, but you can’t really strip down past your skin). I hope the heatwave subsides soon<3

And I hope it’s okay that I post this answer! I’ve had this question from others, so I thought someone else might find it useful!

On AO3 you have the option to post fics as part of a series. My main series for Shanks x Makino is Shanties for the Weary Voyager (‘Shanties’ for short), and most of my stories about them are part of this series, barring a few exceptions (and the only reason they are exceptions is because they’re written in a different style; otherwise, they would all be in it). Shanties is (as of writing this) 26 stories, some complete and some in-progress, and they’re listed in the order I’d personally recommend reading them, starting with Heed the Siren’s Call and ending with Heart and Anchor. But this order is just a suggestion, and you can read them in any order you like, although whichever approach you take, I always recommend starting with Siren’s Call, as every single one of my stories about Shanks and Makino has this as their baseline - meaning they’re all either AUs of that story, sequels to that story, or companion pieces of that story.

So that’s my recommended starting point, but where you go from there is up to you! There’s a little something for every taste in my archive - one-shots and longfics of 100K+ words, AUs and canon compliant fics, angst and fluff and smut - so it really comes down to what you enjoy reading. Some stories branch off from others, like Heart and Anchor from Mnemosyne, while some are clear sequels, like Sea Songs and On the Water, and all my one-shots are usually set during or after Siren’s Call or Sea Songs, so I recommend reading those in order. If a story is a sequel or a companion fic, it will say so in the author’s note at the beginning. Shanties is a tiny multiverse at this point, but I’ve tried to make it as easy to traverse as I can :)

One thing you might notice if you read more than one fic in this series is that they reference each other, and that there are a lot of recurring elements - like my original character Suzume, and Makino’s sword Siren, hence my recommended reading order, as Suze’s role in Mnemosyne makes more sense if you’ve read Charybdis first, and Sailor’s Folly includes Siren’s origins. But if you start with Siren’s Call you should be set whichever path you take; I’m just delighted if someone wants to read more than one of my stories<3

#whichever stories you read - I really hope you like them!! #I'm still amazed that there are people who've read all of them #and some of them more than once #and my favourite thing will always be whenever someone notices a reference or a parallel<3

[catcze]

okay mood w/ family gatherings, i dont particularly like them 😔😔 so here u go!! I'll give u a prompt based on my experience starting out w/ genshin HAHAHA I'll send another if i remember any more sksjkdjdkfk

• freshly-rolled zhongli being put into party and given random artifacts that. work. kinda!! along with team members dps kaeya, (also newly rolled) diluc, and electro dps razor. although reader is happy that they got zhongli (and unknowingly lost the 50/50 to diluc. i didnt know what the 50/50 even was a thing LOL, just confused when i saw diluc instead of zhongli then), they're very ecstatic about him being in team. they're just starry-eyed and happy he's along for the ride now!!

~ conyo anon

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

!!⠀Feat : Zhongli x GN! Reader

!!⠀## : Sentient ??? AU? the one where you know ur playing a videogame but you’re in there with them, fluff <3 

HAHDAS BET <33 

“Guys!” You call ecstatically, dragging the two tall man with you, your elbow hooked with his, tugging him along to meet the others in your party. Kaeya, Diluc and Razor’s attention immediately goes from their conversation to you, flashing you smiles and waving. 

“We’ve got a new member!” You cheer, practically bouncing on the balls of your feet. The closer you get, the more the others can see the excited glint in your eyes, and the way your grin can outshine the sun. “This is Zhongli, he’s from Liyue!” you introduce to the others, gesturing to the funeral consultant who smiles amicably at the rest of your team. 

Introductions are done, with Kaeya ribbing Diluc about how, apparently, he’s not the newest and shiniest member anymore. 

When all has settled, you turn to Zhongli, the smile still wide on your face as you unsling your bag. 

“I’m really really happy to have you here,” you tell him as you set your bag on the nearby table, sticking your hand into it as you rummage around. You keep eye contact with Zhongli, though, making sure he can see the never-fading joy that you have. He chuckles, crossing his arms loosely across his chest.

“I can only hope that I can be of any assistance to you and your group,” Zhongli says softly, looking back at the other three as they continue with what they were doing before the two of you came in. His smile widens. “It seems you have managed to acquire a rather excellent group of people to accompany you on your journeys. They seem happy with you.”

You almost choke at the compliment, feeling heat flare on your face, but you forcibly push it down. At last, though, your hand grabs the things in your bag that you had been searching for. When you pull out your hand, you have some artefacts grasped— they’re a little mismatched, and not... particularly the best just yet, but they’re all you currently have, so they’ll have to suffice.

“Here you go,” you say, walking up to him. When he reaches out with his palms out, you gently place the artifacts in his hands. You cough as he looks over them. “They’re... uh, I still need to go farming later for better artifacts, but as of the moment, these are the best I’ve got on hand. I hope you don’t mind.”

But Zhongli just graces you with his wonderful smile again, holding the gifts you’ve given him gently, pulling his hands closer to his chest. “I’m grateful,” he says. “Thank you. Perhaps I can assist later when you enter some domains? It’s only fair, after all, since you are putting yourself at risk for my sake.”

Your starry eyes only shine brighter, and your grin returns tenfold at the prospect of going artifact farming with Zhongli, your newest partner and the newest addition to your team. 

“I’d like that very much.”

#Zhongli x reader #Genshin Impact x reader #Conyo anon #Cw GN reader #Catte’s Works 🦩

[luvdsc]

i wish you’d write a fic where... i get to hear more about y/n and jisung tgt (after sweeter than honey ended) :D maybe they went to do some spooky stuff agn?? :)

AAAA HONEY BEE, I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW YOUR REQUEST, I’VE BEEN WAITING TO WRITE THIS ONE !!! my favorite couple 💓 — this is going to be one of the scene ideas that didn’t make the cut for the fic 🤧 and unfortunately, jisung is too scared to do any more spooky stuff besides watching buzzfeed unsolved with yn and hiding his face in her neck the entire time as she makes fun of him but still hugs him tightly and holds his hand 😔💗 p.s. I have a blurb of them here as well 💕

edit 2.3.22 — pics of jisung actually on a golf cart for visuals lmao

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Your family is a frequent visitor and platinum member of the country club, so it’s no wonder that you find yourself at another fancy black tie event held there. You push around the leftover garnish of your dessert on your plate absentmindedly, bored out of your mind. Your parents and Jaehyun are sitting next to you, animatedly chatting with the Zhongs. Chenle is off at some fancy equestrian summer camp, so you’re stuck with finding some other form of amusement at your seat by yourself.

“Wanna dance?”

Your savior comes in the form of your boyfriend, and your heart leaps to your throat when you see Jisung dressed to the nines, standing next to your chair. He looks handsome as always. You grab his hand with a resounding “Yes!” and escape as quickly as possible before your parents can interject. Jaehyun watches, eyes crinkling with an amused smile and a quiet laugh, as he sees Jisung willingly let you drag him behind you, the evident heart eyes telling all.

“You’ve improved,” Jisung comments as the two of you sway on the dance floor. Your hand is in his, while the other rests on his upper arm, and his remaining hand is on your waist.

“Yeah, I had a cute teacher, so I paid attention and tried really hard to impress him,” you casually answer, and he laughs sheepishly, crimson blossoming on his cheeks. He spins you around, and you land safely in his arms, squeezing his hand gently.

“Do you think they’ll notice a couple golf carts missing?” You suddenly ask, a mischievous glint in your eyes, and he looks warily at you. “Maybe... why?”

“Race you across the golf course? Let’s see who can get to the nineteenth hole the fastest.”

He chews his bottom lip, eyes darting over to his parents then yours before settling on the security guards. “Wouldn’t we get in trouble?”

“Only if we get caught. So make sure you don’t.” You’re already tugging him closer to the exit doors, keeping a look out and making sure no one notices the two of you. He puffs up his cheeks, hesitantly stopping.

“I don’t know...”

You pause in your escapade, smiling innocently at him as you let go of his hand for a millisecond before interlocking your fingers with his this time. “Winner gets a kiss?”

Jisung laughs, cheeks deflating, and he pulls you to the doors this time. You grin triumphantly, and he looks back at you. “What about the loser?”

“Loser has to kiss the winner.”

“Alright, I’m in.”

send me a summary of a fic you wish I would write! — [!] CLOSED [!]

#asks #strxwberrifields #drabble games #fic: sweeter than honey

[littlelambdrgnfly]

I've been away for a long, long time 😔 I had such difficult times and I almost lost my fight twice, which I'm extremely guilty about. I've been reading every new addiction of the blog while going to work and I love every idea and I love your content and miss talking to you. Keep up the good work and know that your number one fan is back again 🙂🌛

Hi Luna, I’ve been wondering where you’ve been! Don’t feel guilty for anything, we’re just happy to have you here. 🥺💖 I really hope you’re doing better now, don’t feel nervous about reaching out if you need a shoulder to cry on.