#ANYWAY THANK YOU FOR TALKING ABOUT IT AND SHARING THIS WITH ME ANON 💜

[stormyoceans]

I hope they didn't get rid of Mork's smoking habit because i really want Day to dislike the smell at first and slowly become obsessed with it as his feelings change and i want Mork miserably going for a smoke when he can't take August and Day talking (like normal friends and teammates (?)) anymore and when he stands up and says i really need to smoke Day is like wait Hia I'm coming with you and Mork is like. Standing here for five minutes reloading.

'He doesn't like the smell then why...' - Mork's thoughts

'Why does his voice sound so sad, is he feeling well, need to interrogate him real quick' - Day's thoughts

'This dude really can't be more annoying' - August, probably

I WAS LITERALLY WONDERING WHETHER MORK IS STILL GONNA SMOKE IN THE SERIES OR NOT JUST YESTERDAY YOU'VE REALLY READ MY MIND ANON

AND I AGREE WITH YOU SO MUCH I /NEED/ MORK TO BE SMOKING I /NEED/ DAY TO HATE THE SMELL OF IT AT FIRST ONLY TO COME TO LIKE IT MORE AND MORE AS HE SLOWLY FALLS FOR MORK I /NEED/ THAT SCENE IN THE MOCK TRAILER WITH MORK TAKING HIS SHIRT OFF AFTER DAY COMMENTS ON THE SMELL TO STILL BE IN THE SHOW IM SORRY I AM BUT A WEAK AND GREEDY WOMAN AND I WANT ALL OF THIS SO BADLY

okay im gonna stop yelling now ;;;;;; what gives me hope is that smoking fits both into the 'bad boy' appearance p'aof wants to give mork and the 'how other senses come into play in falling in love' concept that he said he wants to explore. i also think it would have a lot of potential in showcasing mork's personal growth: mork eventually choosing to quit smoking would mean that he's choosing to take care of himself because he now has a future to look forward to (and an athlete boyfriend who, even if he does like the smell of cigarettes, would like to grow old with him and live together for as long as possible)

ALSO THAT SCENARIO WITH AUGUST WOULD BE SO AMAZING AND YOU KNOW THAT HE WOULD TRY TO STOP DAY FROM GOING WITH MORK BECAUSE SMOKING IS BAD FOR EVERYONE AND ESPECIALLY ATHLETES WHICH IS GONNA MAKE MORK FEEL EVEN LESS WORTHY OF BEING WITH DAY BUT ALL DAY CARES ABOUT IS THAT HE CAN SENSE FROM MORK'S TONE THAT HE IS UPSET AND THAT'S UNACCEPTABLE AND I KNOW I SAID I WOULD STOP YELLING BUT NOW I /NEED/ THIS TO HAPPEN TOO

#I LOVE YOUR BRAIN ANON #THIS IS TRULY THE VISION #also im sorry for rambling but GOD. THERE ARE JUST SO MANY THINGS I WANT FROM THIS SHOW #IM TRYING TO KEEP MY EXPECTATIONS AT A RESPECTABLE LEVEL BUT THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT THE MORE EXCITED I GET ABOUT EVERYTHING #ANYWAY THANK YOU FOR TALKING ABOUT IT AND SHARING THIS WITH ME ANON 💜 #last twilight the series #morkday #m: ask

[seokjins-luigi]

i hate everything about you | pt. 1 | pjm

・pairing: ex!jimin x ex!f!reader

・genre: exes to lovers | a lot of angst | a slightly little bit of a love triangle

18+

・word count: 6.7k

・summary: accidentally, you bump into your ex who, mind you, previously cheated on you. so you're 99% sure the only feeling you have left for him is sheer hate. but the 1% leaves you questioning.

・banner: by the amazing @kookdiaries

・A/N: firstly, i want to wish our baby mochi the happiest of birthdays! i really wanted to have something to post on his birthday, since i couldn't do it for any of our other boys this year ):

i also want to say that i'm really happy/surprised with the huge amount of attention the teaser for this fic got! i felt so inspired, thank you all for taking your time to share it and to talk to me about it too !! <3

i hope you enjoy this first part and i promise i won't take too long to put out part 2! here's a playlist for y'all to play as you read it, if you want to hehe also shoutout to the anon who asked for the black haired jimin header back lol this one's for you

as always, thank you to my fave person @primadonnasdream. without her, i would never be able to write any of my stories.

feedback is always appreciated, sweeties 💜

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There are about eighteen thousand bars in Seoul. You know this because you’ve just googled it. Out of curiosity? Not really. Just because you couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that out of all the bars in Seoul, all the eighteen thousand bars in Seoul, Jungkook had to pick the one where your ex is currently working. 

Not to blame it on Jungkook, poor guy. There was no way in hell he could know this and you’re sure that if you told him, he’d be crushed, since, according to him, he’s been trying to muster up the courage to ask you out for months. To be fair, you didn’t even know Jimin had left his partner, Seokjin, and his own bar to start working behind the counter again. Not that it's any of your business, anyway. He can go to hell for all you care, especially after dumping your ass three days before your four year anniversary for some random girl he met on that stupid fucking bar of his.

That fucking stupid bar he clearly didn’t even own anymore. Joke’s on him.

It broke your heart in a way you’re not sure it’s ever going to heal. He meant the world to you, all that butterfly bullshit and everything. When he left you, it felt like your world was falling to pieces. You shared a life, even shared a home. A small apartment near his stupid fucking bar, you were so happy when you two finally moved in together. 

Building intimacy takes time, compromising to someone else’s well being and happiness costs more than only your time. Learning how to share your space, your insecurities, your feelings, your everyday life. That shit takes time. Giving yourself to a person takes more than that. It takes courage. 

You gave all of that and much more to Park Jimin. But you regret doing so with every fiber of your being. Learning to live your life again without having him in it was one of the hardest things you’ve had to do so far.

You had your share of revenge after fucking his best friend, Taehyung, and making sure to tell him about it when you went to your apartment to get his stuff back. If you felt like shit, you had to try to make him feel at least one percent of the heartbreak you had been feeling. After that, you heard that he and Taehyung got into a physical fight and had cut ties. 

It was definitely not a very peaceful break up experience, both of you were extremely proud people and could not stand losing. It took you a great amount of therapy sessions in order to stop dreaming and thinking about him 24/7. 

Do you still believe in love after that? You’re not sure, probably not, but it doesn’t mean you can’t have some fun. Jungkook was a very sweet and flirty distraction in the middle of your heartbreak. Not to mention the guy is hot as fuck, but right now, you swear you could just punch him in the face. 

Because out of all the bars in Seoul, here you are. At the one your fucking nasty ex boyfriend works in. 

As soon as you walked in, you felt something was off with this one. It felt like the universe itself was trying to spare you from this experience. Of course, you didn’t listen to your intuition, especially because Jungkook told you a friend of his has been talking wonders about the drinks from this specific bar. 

Once you looked over at the bar, you saw him. For a split second, you froze. He looked as gorgeous as ever, dark locks obscuring his eyes from where you could see. You didn't allow yourself to feel any type of way with the sight of him, you were over him, you definitely didn't want to go back to the pit where you recently came out of, thank you very much. He was too busy with whatever he was doing at the moment to notice you, fortunately. You just rushed over to Jungkook, locking your arms out of nervousness, leaving him quite giddy about it. 

Did you ask him to leave and look for another place to spend the night? No. 

Should you have done so? Maybe.

But you wouldn't deny yourself the satisfaction of showing Jungkook off to him in the place Jimin works. It didn't matter that only looking at him made you miss him more than words can ever say, you know that he’d feel pissed out of his mind. You’d deal with your feelings some other time.

“Looks nice, huh?” Jungkook asks you with a sweet smile hanging on his pierced lips, bringing you back to planet Earth.

You nod faintly, showing him a warm smile. 

“There's a balcony back there, do you see it?” He asks again, holding your hand now. You weren’t even able to react to Jungkook’s gestures properly, you were too lost in your thoughts about Jimin. “It’s got a very nice view of the city, if anything, we can take some nice photos here. You look hot, by the way”.

“Oh- I- Thanks, Jungkook. You too, by the way”, you tried smirking. “A-Are we getting a table or what?”

You usually don’t get thrown off by his compliments. You love when it happens, of course, but you’re usually good at flirting, you see he gets slightly puzzled as to why would you react like that all of a sudden.  

“Are you okay, Y/n?” He asks you, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb, a little concern can be sensed in his voice tone. 

“Of course! Why do you ask?” You reply, tilting your head a bit, trying to sound convincingly confused. 

You would not simply ruin your date by mentioning your ex boyfriend is the bartender he’s been listening compliments about.  

“Nevermind… Why don’t you go ahead and grab us a spot on the balcony? I’ll do the honors and order our drinks. Any preferences?”

“Surprise me”, you challenge him, squeezing his hand before letting go of it, still trying to hold the confident demeanor he’s used to. 

You head over to the balcony, not really looking over at the bar, trying your best to forget about the fact that Jimin was here and could notice you’re here too at any moment. The most annoying thing about this situation is that you’re feeling too nervous about seeing him. Much more than you should be.

So what Jimin is here? You’re over him, remember? Get your shit together. You’re here with Jungkook, enjoy your date.

You try distracting yourself by scrolling on your social media, not really paying attention to anything in particular, just trying to keep your mind away from Jimin. You can’t really understand why you feel almost shaky, maybe that’s how your body reacts to someone you hate. 

You only had the courage to look into his direction again when you felt Jungkook was coming back to your table, with a warm expression adorning his beautiful features, holding two drinks in his hands. It would have been the beginning of a nice date, if you couldn’t see Jimin’s eyes shooting daggers in your direction from above Jungkook’s shoulder. 

Yes, he’s seen you already. Of course he’s seen you. 

Naturally, since you noticed Jimin’s eyes on you, you were simply not able to relax. Jungkook was acting like his normal charming self, completely unaware of what was going on inside your head. You simply nodded whenever it felt like he was waiting for a reply from you.

“Why are you nodding? Did you hear what I said?” He asks you, with an embarrassed half smile, making you feel slightly guilty for not giving him the attention he deserves.

Damn you, Park Jimin.

“Sorry, Kook, I zoned out for a second. What was the question again?”

“I said the restrooms here are amazing and that you should see it”, he repeats himself, pointing to the drink in front of you, he continues. “I need to use the toilet again, by the way, do you want another mimosa?”

“Oh, sure. Thanks”, you reply with a gentle smile, the nicest one you could flash at him.

You honestly liked him. He was a very good person, from what you could tell. Unfortunately, you completely lost the focus on this date, maybe it was your fight or flight instincts taking over your thoughts, but the only thing you could think about was Jimin’s burning gaze on you and how badly you wanted to escape.

You were pretty sure you got over him, he’s your past. That’s a fact. He is past, there’s no other way. The idea that he can look at you like you’re doing something wrong by moving on with your life makes you feel livid, that’s all there is to it. 

He’s always had the talent to make everything be about him, but this time around it genuinely pisses you off. This whole situation was actually just a coincidence, he’s the one needing to get over himself.

“So, who’s the idol wannabe?” A voice startles you.

A voice you know all too well.

Following the sound of this voice with your eyes, you contemplate the one and only Park Jimin, the man who cheated on you. The once love of your life. You refuse to allow his presence to affect you in any type of way, though.

“Idol wannabe?” You snort, crossing your arms in front of your chest. “Oh, you mean my date? Wow, Mini, you sound so frustrated when you put it like that… Cause, you know, you’re an ex idol wannabe too”.

“Very funny, babe. Who’s the guy?” He jerks his head in the direction Jungkook went, with an authoritative expression on his face.

Like he had any right to be asking you questions about your life. 

“What’s that, Mini? A public jealousy display?” You figured the best way to deal with him was by not giving him what he wants.

“Isn't that what you wanted bringing him to the place I work?”

“I can’t believe- Why do you think I care about how you feel or don’t feel, Park Jimin-ssi?” You blurt out, trying to keep your composure as much as possible. The last thing you want is to make a scene. “It’s funny that you think I’d give myself the trouble to make you feel jealous. I didn't even know you left The Wave”.

“And you expect me to believe that?” He cocks his brows, eyes not leaving your face. “You're a character, Y/l/n Y/n-ssi”.

“As I’ve stated before, Park Jimin-ssi, I do not care about anything that’s related to you anymore. I’m sorry if my presence here feels like an insult or whatever, but, you know… You should have moved on with your life by now too”, as you spit these words at him, you see his eyes flickering with an indignation he would not be allowed to lash out the way you know he wants to, because, after all, this is where he works. “So, if you excuse me, my date can come back at any second and I have no interest in letting him know you’re my ex”.

He grimaced, not uttering another word. That is so unlike him, it’s funny... and kind of weird. He has quite the explosive demeanor and you know you were kind of harsh to him right now. You almost feel guilty, but then you remember how humiliating it was finding out about his infidelity.

What he made you go through was way worse. 

Placing a Daiquiri glass in front of you on the table, he smirks, but you see his smile does not really meet his eyes, covered by a darker cloak you couldn’t actually explain where it came from. 

“Alright, Y/n-ssi. Here’s your drink”, bowing to you, as he takes his leave. “You’re looking as gorgeous as ever. Good luck with your idol boy”. 

“Jimin-ssi, that’s not really what we ordered”, you raise your voice tone slightly, just so you made sure he could hear you.

“Oh, I know, babe. But we both know you’re not really much of a mimosa woman”, he answers, the irony lying underneath every single one of the words that came out of his mouth, turning to you again. “I know you very well, unlike your date, apparently. Don’t worry, this one’s a little more expensive, so, it’s on me”.

He blinks at you, turning on his heels again, this time around not taking another glance in your direction again, leaving you with an almost bittersweet taste in your mouth, that only goes away when you see Jungkook’s smile getting near you again. 

He sits in front of you again and you honestly don’t understand how you allowed Jimin to get under your skin for even a split second. Jungkook was everything you could ask for a guy to be: stunning, into you and not your complicated ex.

“A daiquiri?” He asks you in a gentle tone, knitting his brows together. “Sorry, I guess the bartender didn't understand what I said”.

“No. It’s fine, I’ve started drinking this one already”, you state.

It’s kind of cute that he paid attention to you to a degree in which he noticed the drink you were having. He’s a sweetheart, but Jimin was right, at the end of the day. You’re not much of a mimosa girl. 

“Don't worry, he’s the one who made the mistake… I’m sure he’ll bring you a new one”, Jungkook turns in what you know is Jimin's direction, with his right arm raised, gesturing for him to come over to your table. Then, he turns back to you, with a sweet smile hanging from his pierced lips. “He’s coming”.

Jungkook calling him over was something you simply didn't expect to happen, you didn't have time to react, to think about something to say or for a reason to stop him. You figured you couldn’t have a very strong reaction here, since for all that matters to your date, this guy is just the bartender, not your ex-boyfriend from a relationship that ended really badly. 

Naturally, it doesn’t take Jimin more than ten seconds to get to you, and knowing Jimin, he would stop anything he was doing so he could come over and be petty, if possible. 

“Can I help you?” You hear his voice, but refuse to turn your head in his direction.

You know he’s looking at you, though.

“We have actually ordered a mimosa, but, maybe there was some confusion, and we ended up getting a daiquiri instead. I was wondering if there’s something we can do about it”, Jungkook had both sides of his mouth turned up in a likeable smile, as he gazed in Jimin’s direction. 

You know Jungkook’s niceness would only piss Jimin off even more. 

“Oh, yes, the daiquiri. There’s no mistake, actually”, Jimin mimics the smile Jungkook flashed at him, but you know his isn't a heartfelt one. “I think it suits her better than a mimosa. Anything else?”

“I’m sorry?” Your date’s brows snapped together and the niceness in his smile dissolved into disbelief. “How did you come to a conclusion about the type of drink she prefers?”

“Oh, believe me, I know it”, Jimin snapped back, in a controlled tone. 

Jungkook’s eyes darted in your direction, kind of looking for some sort of endorsement to what he was saying to Jimin, obviously baffled by the boldness of this guy. He, obviously, didn’t find the same kind of expression on your features. It didn’t take him too long to understand that something was off, in a split second, you saw the realization dawning in his face.

You felt cold to your bones, concentrating on using every single bit of what was left from your self control in order not to run away from this bar and leave both of them bickering over the goddamned daiquiri.

“Well, she seems pleased with your choice of drink”, Jungkook tried, clearing his throat. “Thank you for your service, I guess. Keep up with the good work”.

Jimin bows to Jungkook and then to you. 

The atmosphere Jimin leaves behind is so heavy you can almost touch it, you feel the air weighing all around you and Jungkook, who was focused on playing with the napkins on the right side of your table. You open your mouth, but the words just refuse to leave your lips.

You don't even know how to start. What could you possibly say in a situation like that? Most importantly, would you be able to actually explain anything without bursting into tears in front of Jungkook? Not only did you run into your ex for the first time in almost a year, but also he had to come over and make a scene in front of the guy you were seeing.

It was only your second date with Jungkook, after going out for a very nice dinner, in which the two of you couldn’t stop smiling and laughing at each other’s jokes. If only you two had gone two any other of the eighteen thousand bars in this city, you would have never seen Jimin and you’d also not be feeling this terrible uneasiness in your chest.

“So”, Jungkook breaks the silence, but you see he’s still looking at his hands as if those damn napkins were the most amusing thing in the world. “You apparently know each other”. 

“We do. But honestly, I don’t really want to get onto this, Jungkook. Sorry”, you confess, not really knowing if you’re angry or simply dejected by this encounter.

Jungkook could have also just not mentioned the fact that it was clear you and Jimin have some kind of history. Why do men have to be so clueless all the time? Honestly, it feels like a curse liking men sometimes. The whole situation was so off putting, you truly just wanted to go home, it didn’t matter Jungkook was hot and the nicest guy ever, Jimin was able to kill the mood for you completely.

You see Jungkook is fighting some sort of  internal battle and you feel extremely bad for being the reason behind it.. He had been the sweetest person you had a date with in a very long time. You obviously were not ready to try dating again, Jimin was still all over you, and unfortunately, not only figuratively speaking.

"I'm so sorry for dragging you into this mess", you finally break the silence, making Jungkook look at you again. "I honestly don't feel so good right now…"

"Yeah, I imagined. All I can do is wholeheartedly tell you that it's alright if you wanna go home or something. I don't really know what happened between the two of you, but I can tell something definitely happened", he sympatized and you could tell he was being genuine, not really knowing why, you just saw it in his eyes.

You feel like going home, for sure. Just laying in bed for a couple of hours and crying your eyes out would be the only medicine for this. Maybe, tomorrow after work, you’d need the “best friend plus romantic sad movies combo”, but you’d be alright. Unfortunately, seeing Jimin after this time apart was not as easy as you thought. You just knew that the lump in your throat wouldn't just disappear after installing itself there once again.

Looking deep into Jungkook's eyes, searching for some sort of judgment or resentment, which you do not find, you muster up the strength to be fully honest. If nothing, he deserved it.

"I do want to go, Jungkook", you confess, taking his hand, that rested upon the table, into yours and squeezing it lightly. "I'm really sorry for being a louzy date tonight. I promise I'll try to make it up to you".

"Hey, don't worry…" He says softly. Jungkook squeezes your hand back, but lets go of it and pulls it back, leaving yours hanging on the table by itself. "I have kind of waited a long time to ask you out, but I can wait some more. Date number one was amazing, but we can’t always win. I just want us to have a good time together. I'll let you make it up to me, it's fine".

“I’m really sorry…”

“It’s fine”, he shakes his head, a soft smile hanging loosely on his pierced lips, sounding convincing enough to you. He is genuinely a good person. “But for out next date, you’re the one who should be asking me out. Deal?”

He extends his tattooed hand to you, still beaming at you. 

“Fair enough”, you shake his hand back, feeling a little better for his reassurance. “Deal”.

You must be the most stupid person to ever walk this earth and you know it. Losing your chance with a guy like Jungkook is one of the most ridiculous things you've ever put yourself through. But what can you objectively do? You just ran into your ex and it was awful. You just wanted to cry curled up onto your pillows until you forgot, once again, what the sound of Jimin's voice felt like against your ears. You were in no mood for small talk and flirtation anymore. It was better ending the night like this, than being a statue around him, right? And if he said you could make it up to him later, you could really try to. 

You know that if you weren't feeling this blue, you'd be embarassed as fuck. Maybe, tomorrow, you will. 

Jungkook insists on paying for your drinks, saying that you could pay on the next time. Good to know that he's really counting on a next time and he didn't say it just to be polite before. Fortunately, he doesn't really offer to take you home and you call yourself a car. All you wanted was to be alone with your thoughts for a while.

This whole situation wouldn't be this awful if you didn't feel Jimin's eyes on you the whole fucking time. You knew he was watching the whole scene unravel in front of his eyes with an indescribable delight. 

Indeed, he won this time. But you could only hope that this was the only battle he'd win from now on. You needed to find your way back to yourself. 

And you will, it’ll just take you a little bit of time again.

The light breeze gently touches your skin, as you feel the warmness of the rising sun delicately kissing your hair. The star emerges from behind the hills, as you stand in front of them, tall and strong, deeply rooted to the depths of the earth.

Suddenly, you hear a very loud noise, sounding like a distant bell. Looking around you, you’re not able to find the source of it. It’s not possible that it’s coming from one of the trees, is it?

You hear it again, this time, longer and more annoyingly depriving you from enjoying this beautiful day out in the meadows.

But then, you realize this is a dream. And as soon as the realization hits you, you wake up. You hate being an occasional lucid dreamer, who wakes up as soon as you notice you’re in a dream. It has prevented you from fulfilling many of your fantasies with your celebrity crushes because you always feel like the scenarios are too good to be true.

Then you hear the unblessed noise that woke you up one more time, noticing it’s been the sound of your doorbell this whole time. Finally finding your phone, after your hands grop on your bedside table looking for it, you see it’s 3:27 in the morning. Why the hell would anyone ring your doorbell in such an ungodly hour? 

Well, a burglar wouldn’t ring the doorbell, right? You reason, trying not to freak the fuck out. 

The doorbell rings one more time, then you hear what seems to be a muffled attempt at verbal communication. Should you go to the door? Should you call the cops? You have no idea. 

It could be one of your neighbors looking for help. What if it was an emergency?

“Mrs. Hong? Is that you?” You blurted, voice a bit shaky from the anticipation. 

You hear another muffled response, not really understanding anything this person is saying, but you know it definitely isn’t Mrs. Hong. 

Fuck, Y/n, are you stupid? Whoever this is, now they know you’re inside!

You feel your whole body starting to tremble, heartbeat racing as the worst images possible flash through your mind. You want to go back to your bedroom, call the cops and hide under your bed until someone comes to save you from whoever is this weirdo at your doorstep. The sound of your parents’ voice saying you were crazy for moving out of their house to live by yourself echo through your brain and you can feel the tears start brewing in the corners of your eyes when you’re able to distinguish a word from the muffled bumbling from outside your door.

You are positive you heard the person finishing their sentence with a “babe”. Instantly, you feel a warm wave of relaxation invading your body, in contrast with the uneasy feeling you had a minute ago. You know exactly who it is on the other side of your door. Looking at the peephole, you find the exact person you expected to see leaning against your door frame. Park Jimin. A very, very drunk Park Jimin, from what you can see.

Your hand goes straight to the door handle, opening the door with a blunt movement. When he realizes what’s happening, his eyes land on yours and you see them turning into the shapes of small crescent moons, as a smile rests on his plumpy lips. 

“You almost gave me a fucking heart attack, Jimin-ssi! What the fuck are you doing here?” you bark, watching the smile disappear from his face. 

“Sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to scare you! I just want to talk to you and if I’m here, it’s your fault! I could have just called, but you fucking blocked me everywhere”, he pants in a high pitched voice, one he uses when he’s allowing his irritating to take control over him. 

“It’s almost four in the morning… You’re clearly drunk… I really don’t want to do this, Jimin”, you state, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Please, get the fuck out of here before you disturb my neighbors too”.  

Slamming the door on his face, you turn on your heels towards your bedroom, but before you’re able to walk four steps in its direction, Jimin’s voice can be heard from the inside again. Only this time, he didn’t have his face buried on your door and he was shouting in front of your house.

“Y/n-ssi! I just want to talk to you, pleaseee”, and the there was a knock on your door. “Y/n-ssi! Let me in, Y/n-ssi!”

You feel your blood boiling like magma in your veins, knowing you gave him the perfect weapon to use against you when you mentioned your neighbors. He knows you wouldn’t want these people to talk about you, to talk about the guy who was making a fuss by yelling your name for the whole street to hear in front of your house. You know him and you know that he knows how he plays his games, even when he’s drunk. In a blunt movement, you open the door and grab Jimin by his coat, this time, dragging him inside. 

For a second, the two of you just stare at each other. Due to the closeness, you’re able to sense the scent of his cologne, the musky one you gave him on the last Valentine’s day the two of you have spent as a couple. You hate him even more for not getting rid of what’s left of you in him. 

“You wanted to talk, didn’t you? So, talk!” You hiss, crossing your arms in front of your chest, feeling the need to break the silence before you did something you’d end up regretting.

He blinks, clearly still mesmerized by the fact that his lousy strategy to get you to do what he wanted worked. 

“I saw you left not even five minutes later from that… Well, awkward moment”, he wiggles his eyebrows exaggeratedly as he speaks. “You got yourself a nice suitor, huh?”

“The moment was awkward all thanks to you!” You fumed, unconsciously raising your pointer finger in his direction. “You asshole!”

“Why am I the asshole here? I just told him the truth!” He stated emphatically, with a flicker in his eyes you were just not able to identify precisely.

You were able to smell the alcohol in his breath, due to the closeness, and you felt even more disgusted to be in his presence.

“After cheating on me, you think you have the right to come back and interfere in my love life?” You whisper, angrily. It feels like the temperature in your house is rising, but you know it’s just your anger making you feel hot on the inside. “What did I do to you, Jimin-ssi? Why do you feel like destroying my life every chance you get? Just leave me alone!” 

You see your words have an effect on him and whatever he was about to say, you feel like your words have just stopped him from going on. He sighs loudly and when you were about to kick him out of your house, he starts again.

“Who… Who is he, babe?” He looked down as the question finally left his lips. 

You almost missed him, his arms around you, his voice whispering soft words in your ears. You almost allow his vulnerable demeanor to get to you.

Almost, but you know better.

Sighing, just like he did seconds ago, you voiced.

“Why do you even care, Jimin? You have nothing to do with my life anymore, you know?” You run your hands through your hair, nervously, looking away from him for a second. “As I’ve told you earlier today, you should’ve moved on by now, after all, you were the one who chatead. Own up to your mistakes, dear, you’re a grown ass man. And stop calling me babe!”

He looks at you, wide eyed after you snap at him. The fact that after all these months without seeing him, you were finally able to say everything you wanted to say to his face brought you some sort of relief. 

“When I saw you today, after all the time we’ve been apart, I realized that's the problem… I have nothing to do with your life anymore. I miss you, Y/n”.

It's so hard to hear him saying those things. Mostly, because, deep down you know you miss him too. It hurts so bad to know that you can never have him back, despite loving him. You'd never be able to truly let go of what he did to you. Acknowledging it was the hardest part, it felt like the lump in your throat just got bigger. 

“You can't change that unless you have a time machine”, you said under your breath, more to yourself than to him.

“I can't believe he took this away from me too… Fuck…", he snorts, rubbing his face harshly with both of his hands.”

“What are you trying to say? Who is he?", you ask him impatiently. You would not have him just throwing crazy and riddled information at you at this point. "Are you talking about Taehyung?

“No. It's not about Taehyung. Nevermind", his eyelids drop as he mumbles.

“Really? Is that how shit’s gonna go down? You come to my house to pester me in the middle of the night like you had the right to still be in my life after what you did? And you talk in riddles, like, if there's something I still need to know, now's the only time!” You stop, trying to find the right words to try to get to him as much as he did to you. He didn't move, his eyes were still closed as you spoke. As he made no move, you felt like you could continue. “You know what’s funny, though? I guess if things had worked out with miss thing, you wouldn’t be here right now. So, thank you for showing me you’re just a lonely piece of shit. It's good to know you're in pain too”. 

“You still have no idea, do you?” He snorts, mouth agape as he eyed you.

“Oh well, I don't know if I do. Please, enlighten me, Jimin-ssi. Did the illuminati make you cheat on me or something?"” Scorn spewing out of your words.

He looks at you once more, his eyes burning with longing. It just made your blood boil even more inside of your veins.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I can’t even say how all of that broke my heart in, like, one million pieces”, he whimpered lowly, his head down as the words left his lips, not really entertaining your mockery.

You snort. 

“How all of that broke your heart? Have you considered that if you had not cheated, we’d still be together? Have you thought about how all of that broke my heart?” You poke him angrily on his chest, feeling the unwelcome misery settling once more in your chest once you heard Jimin’s words. “It was all your fault, Jimin! If we’re not together right now, it's your fault! You broke my heart!”

You vomit all those words at him, holding back the years with every single bit of strength left in you. His eyes travel up to meet yours as you spoke, Jimin’s features are clouded by something you can’t quite name. Is it regret? It must be, it’s the only thing that makes sense. Maybe he’s genuinely sad about it too, but it honestly doesn’t matter. Or maybe there was really something he was trying to tell. 

Whatever it is, hee deserves to deal with it on his own. You don’t have to allow him to drag you back to the hole of pain you were able to come out of, very recently, by the way.

“You’re right, Y/n-ssi. It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have come here, I don’t know what I was thinking.” He sighs, running his hands through his dark locks that fell to the sides, looking partially messed, in a very attractive way. “Again, I’m sorry. For everything. Maybe, someday-”.

“Yeah, sure. It doesn’t matter anymore”, you cut him short. You just can’t do this anymore, you can’t listen to him whining. Not without bursting into tears and you definitely didn't want to cry in front of him. 

On the other hand, the attraction you feel for him, right now, standing before your front door, his features barely lit by the only source of light coming from your bedroom behind you. You hate him for still looking great, for still messing with you, for still being the most handsome man you’ve ever seen. You hate yourself too for feeling like that about him, after all this time.

“Is… This guy. Is he nice to you?” He breaks the silence, his voice as soft as feather touch against your ears.

“He’s just a guy, Jimin. But just stop… Stop asking”, you mutter. “Please, just go”.

He nods, still gazing at you with his magnetic dark eyes.

“I hope you know this”, he points to himself and to you, as he jerks his head in your direction. “Us. Me being here. It means I still have very strong feelings for you. Very strong feelings I can’t control, I guess”.

“I don’t wanna know, Jimin-ssi. Really”.

“I’m sorry, but by the way you still look at me… I’m sure there's still something there. Maybe you’ve done a nice job locking it away, but I know it’s still there”.

“I don’t-”, you stop yourself, and turn to him with a louder tone. “Just fucking go!”

The control you had over yourself so far was gone, you just want him out of your sight. Hopefully, out of your mind too.

When it finally seemed like he was ready to leave, he turned to you once more, gazing intensely into your eyes. Before you had the chance to tell him the get the fuck out for the last time, he had his arms around your waist and his lips found yours; hungrily. 

His kiss was exactly the way you remembered. Intense. Passionate. Breathtaking. Right. It just felt like home. His tongue pursues yours in a fervent twirl and your tongue corresponds in the same intensity. His hand travels upwards, resting on the nape of your neck, spreading a pleasurable warm sensation where it touched. 

He pins you up against the wall, his lips not leaving yours for a split second. He pressed his body against yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck, enclosing any space that could be left between your body and his. He felt so warm against you and the way his touch felt against your skin made it impossible for your brain to think about anything other than the right now and how much you longed for him.

“I’ve missed this”, he said softly, his plumpy lips against yours. “So much”.

He presses his lips against yours once more, but now you realize you can taste the soju on his tongue. Then, you come to your senses.

You’re missing your drunk ex-boyfriend in the middle of the night. This is the man who cheated on you. The man who made a fool out of you and didn’t give a fuck about your feelings. You swore you wouldn't allow him to touch ever again. Here you are, breaking your own promise. Worse part is, maybe he won’t even remember anything that was said or done when we wakes up tomorrow.

In an instinctive impulse, you push him as hard as you can, trying to create as much distance as possible from Jimin. You don't face him long enough to know what happens to him, besides the confused look on his face after forcing him away from you.

“Jimin-ssi… Just get the fuck out of my house”, you start babbling, but trying to control the wobbliness in your voice. 

You hate yourself for being so weak, all it took him was a kiss and you almost dropped all the defenses you’d worked so hard to build up.

“Y/n, just hear me out, please… I wanna tell you everything”, he cried out, his somewhat wobbly voice coming from behind you.

“Jimin, please!” You murmur, imploring. “Just leave me alone.

And there was silence. It felt like time had stopped, you just focused on not allowing the weight on your chest to take over you. You don’t know how long it takes, but you hear your front door being slammed, then all you could do was allow yourself the tears you were holding back to roll down your cheeks in an attempt to release this pain from your chest.

part 2

#jimin angst #jimin x reader #jimin x you #jimin fanfic #jimin fanfiction #jimin series #jimin smut #jimin au #bts fanfiction #bts fic #exes to lovers #jungkook fluff #love triangle #bts series #bts x reader #bts fanfic #jimin fic #i hate everything about you

[optiwashere]

What are your thoughts on comment etiquette? I never know if the writers going to take what I write the wrong way, so I'm always scared of commenting...

Oh, anon.

I'm sorry that some fandom experience has made you feel this way. I'm sure there are some folks out there that would react negatively to a comment that's otherwise benign, which I can only assume that's what you mean, but I promise you that the majority of writers are just ecstatic when someone engages with their art.

My thoughts on comment etiquette are mixed since I grew up in a culture of much more critical reviews. I will say that you should probably know what "constructive criticism" actually entails before leaving that kind of comment on a fic. Also, be prepared for someone to not really engage with your critique in fandom spaces. In writing circles, it's quite common to find people that want to "help" you with your writing, but really what they want to do is force you to rewrite something to fit their tastes.

Basically, engage with the fic as it is. I've done multiple writing workshops and I'm well-acquainted with how to offer useful constructive criticism, but I often don't say anything even if I notice something in a fic.

Why?

Well, for one, I'm nobody's editor. More importantly, most people are out here fighting to have their ideas seen by other people. To have their voices heard. These are amateur writers who most likely won't go on to try to become professional writers. Not everyone is here to "step up their game" so to speak. And that's OK. I don't get off on making people feel bad without their consent, so in the few times that I've offered constructive feedback it's been when someone tags/notes that they're open to it, and even then I'll double-check in a comment before I say anything to that effect. So I typically advise against this even if I'm personally a fan of constructive criticism, though my definition of that kind of criticism is a bit more rigorous than the typical reader's.

If you just want to share how you feel about someone's writing, I reblogged a post not that long ago which gives you a cutesy framework for structuring comments.

There are other valid comment styles, for if there's a language barrier or anxiety issues, etc.

I know folks sometimes think they must put colossal effort into their comments, but when I see, "I love this!" or "💜💜💜" or "kjadfhsdkjfhsdf" as a comment do you know what I do? I smile. I think that I gave someone a lil joy for the day, week, however long it lasts. I appreciate long, thoughtful comments that really delve into the thematic elements of what I write as much as I appreciate the short, sweet comments that remind me that I wrote something that somebody enjoyed.

I'm sure that most people who write and post their lil stories feel the same way. The people that get up in arms about the "quality" of your comments tend to be the people you don't want to talk to anyways.

Thanks for the lovely question 💜

#hey you can ask me things! #random fandom thoughts #random rambling about writing

[lipglossanon]

OMG MY TUMBLR KEEPS CRASHING WHILE IM TRYING TO TYPE THIS OUT RAAHHHH anyways, i saw this edit earlier of a re4r mod that like, adjusts the camera and so there’s this one clip where u can see leon just straight up manspreading and it was so hot HES SO HOT i just wna sit on his lap and cockwarm the shit outta him, you feel me?

and ofc this is gna turn into another thirst for stepbro leon bc why else wld i be here 🤭 i just imagine like, leon trying to study for college exams or smth and reader is laying on his bed, scrolling on her phone, bored out of her mind before suddenly feeling that familiar neediness springing up when she looks over at leon, sat at his desk, studying his books and notes, man spreading a lil in his chair and looking so studious, and asks, “leon..can you take a break? i need you” she says while pouting but only gets a, “no, sweetheart, i’m sorry, but finals are coming up” (this just reminded me that i have finals coming up too NOOOO💔💔💔) and ofc she’s whining and making somewhat of a fuss abt it but is just getting ignored by him which slightly annoys her before she tosses her phone aside and gets him, crawling under his arms and sitting in his lap. at this point, leon just lets her do it since she isn’t really doing much. right? WRONG. she starts to quietly whine in his ear, talking abt how much she needs him and it gets to the point that it’s annoying him that he eventually grabs her by her throat with a mean glare and a slight squeeze

“you wanna be a needy slut, huh? want my cock so bad?”

and she just nods eagerly, thinking she finally got her way as he pulls his pants down, pulls her shorts and panties down to just hang off her ankle before sliding his cock into her already soaking wet hole before cooing at her with mock sympathy, “there, happy?” but she’s just too cockdrunk to pick up on it as she nods and tries to move against him, but before she can even move so much as an inch, he’s holding her hips harshly and bruises are probably going to show up later

“you have my cock, now be a good girl and sit still, or you won’t get anything”

and she’s on the verge of crying out about how unfair he’s being before she sees the look in his eyes, as if daring her to disobey him before she meekly nods and tries her best to not move around as leon goes back to studying, thrusting up occasionally just to get a little reaction out of her before going completely still again

😵‍💫😵‍💫 brainrot, SORRY IF ITS NOT GOOD I AM NOT A WRITER😓😓 i was also having thoughts abt exec!leon fucking virgin!reader bc i can not get that one part of the fic outta my head..but that’s gna hv to wait for another time bc i hv a 5 page rough draft to write for my writing class tomorrow😀😀👍

-🪷

🪷 anon, never apologize for writing because you’re brain has beautiful thoughts 😵‍💫 😵‍💫 (and like a link to that mod vid—for scientific purposes of course 😌 😜 )

And you wanna know what’s insane?? I’m literally in the middle of writing a cockwarming fic for stepdad Leon 😱 so surprise I guess *jazz hands* 😜

But oof Stepbro Leon making her sit there while he studies for finals 🥴 🥴 I’m gonna have to take this and add it to my list (which is predominantly Stepbro Leon; he got everyone in a chokehold 🤤)

Haha no worries!! Thank you for sharing cause that’s so hot like it’s not even funny 🥵 🥵 and exec Leon is way more popular than I thought he’d be (very pleasantly surprised! 💜) and good luck with your rough draft!!! 💕

#🪷 anon #stepbro!leon s kennedy #stepcest #lipglossanswers #lipglossanon

[pharawee]

i have some questions and i hope you don't take offense, i'm just genuinely curious. is it scary having prosopagnosia, like not being able to recognize your family? do you just see their faces as complete strangers? also are you able to recognize celebrities for who they are or do you rely on something (like tags on tumblr or their voices in shows, etc) to be able to put names to faces? i remember with color rush, the kid could only remember his best friend by his hairstyle and then when his friend got a haircut, he wasn't able to recognize him. is that something you experience, too?

Hi, anon, I don't mind at all! Thank you for your questions. 💜 I'll try and answer them all but my experience with prosopagnosia might not be universal. It's more of a spectrum with some people simply having trouble remembering faces to cases even more severe than what I'm experiencing. If you're curious, the late (and absolutely wonderful) Oliver Sacks talks about it in this short video. He was a neurologist and psychiatrist and also had prosopagnosia.

That being said, I don't think prosopagnosia is scary at all. I've always had it (though there is a version of it that is acquired later in life through trauma and brain damage - that must be incredibly scary) and it's a part of me. Tbh I just always assumed everyone was like me and I was just especially bad at socialising - like there was some secret people refused to share with me. Much later I was in therapy for something unrelated and it came up. Luckily my therapist was a neurologist so she diagnosed me.

It's more... isolating and a bit embarassing. It wasn't so bad when I was younger because you pretty much stick with the same crowd in and outside of school anyway, so you learn how to tell them apart by their clothes and voices and where they sit, what number their sports jersey is etc. It's only ever really bad when unexpected things happen - like someone changing their hair or completely changing the way they look. Or when I meet people where I don't expect them to. I then no longer recognise them and that can lead to some awkwardness (like in the scene you described from Color Rush).

I remember that I once talked to a person who I thought was my dad for a whole few minutes until my actual dad showed up. I about died when I realised (so did the other person lmao).

It only ever became isolating when I went to uni and met lots of new people. I mostly met everyone once, got along just fine and then the next week (or out and about on campus) I no longer recognised them. I didn't make a lot of friends at uni. 🤣

But no, I don't think of family and friends as strangers just because I don't see their faces. Faces aren't really a part of my thought process. You'd probably have trouble telling apart your loved ones by their ankles or wrists but you wouldn't consider them a stranger because of it. Does that make sense?

As for favourite celebrities, it's a mix of voices and features that stand out. Pictures are really bad because then they're not moving and talking and that's such a huge part of what makes someone uniquely beautiful. I often have to ask @cytharat to help me out (and she's wonderfully patient and understanding). Maybe that's why I like making gifs so much?

Also, I like interesting faces and facial features that stand out: noses, moles, scars, asymmetry - things that aren't considered classically beautiful are incredibly beautiful to me because I can actually "see" them.

If all else fails I just compare ears because ears are actually a lot like like fingerprints. 🤣

#prosopagnosia #ask #about me #thank you for your questions #it's so interesting to talk about because we define ourselves so much by what we see and understand #so it never occurred to me that prosopagnosia could be scary #or that not seeing faces would automatically turn people into strangers #but it must be really scary for a non-faceblind person to think about #the best analogy i ever came across for prosopagnosia was #you know how computers have software for certain tasks? #well people have special software for recognising faces #i don't have that software #so for me trying to tell apart faces is like trying to tell apart individual blades of grass lmao

[routeriver]

I just wanted to say that you are a very kind person and your drawings are extremely beautiful (they give me inspiration to draw) and I also wanted to thank you for sharing information like: interesting facts about Thailand or even talking about what the dragon is like in South Korea and etc.

Anyway, you are a very kind and intelligent artist, I'm thinking about even learning Thai, or at least trying to learn :^D (and another 8 languages) ❤💜🫂

- 🐢 anon

thank you anonnie that's what qsmp is about isn't it? to share and exchange cultures :D i hope the best for your language learning journey o7

#thank you for the ask!! #jrrasks

[taehyungfirst]

Hi! 🙋🏼‍♀️ I hope you are having a good day with all the lovely Tae praise abound after that MV. 🥹

I have less of a question and more an observation. I know that part of the hate campaign against Tae surrounds his "changed personality towards fans" and his many friends outside the group. But what this MV and revelation of his friendship with IU has solidified for me is that he is not the asshole and terrible human being they want him to be (and I've never thought he was, fyi). She put so much trust in Tae for this MV because it was a song released after a long time, and it was directed to her fans. 😭 This is sooo important to her, and if his true colors were in any way negative, she wouldn't have entrusted him with this beautiful piece of her comeback. And every encounter he has with someone from the head of celine to an extra in his MV, he is always praised for his kindness and genuine personality. I just know I will always love him and want the absolute best for him!

As towards the "changed personality with his fans" - our man has grown and matured so well being under the spotlight and pressure that he is. I think part of that growth is his sincerity, no fake pandering to the camera calling fans gf and flirting. Maybe he did that when he was younger but I feel he honestly wants a true connection with as many of his fans as he can. Even if it's just a moment of eye contact at a concert, a shared experience in a vlog, a day in an arcade for those so lucky, or my favorite, a shared view of the sky we all live under. ❤️

Anyway, just wanted to get some of my feelings out because they are so close to the surface after LWA. 💜

Hi anon! 🤍 Hope you’re having a lovely day as well, thank you for sharing your thoughts with me I absolutely agree with everything you said, hate trains on Taehyung will never work because they’re based off nothing. Every single person who has ever interacted with Taehyung was absolutely smitten with him, he treats everyone kindly and warmly.

When Hyoshin’s fans were saying they’re glad he’s friends with Tae because Hyoshin is doing things that he never did before, like a challenge or some game on stage. When IU’s fans said not many guests are concerned about her ear condition and Tae didn’t even think about doing a duet because he didn’t want to inconvenience her. When Soomin from Running man was touched because no one ever offered to do the penalty instead of her. NaPD who talks about Taehyung every single time he’s hosting. And not only famous people, but also singers, artists, dancers he collabed with: Taehyung hugging the backup dancers at the end of every concert or dancing with them, the people who were in Slow Dancing’s mv gushing over him on ig, Gof who is now a dear friend to him, every person who always had a kind word to share about Taehyung just make you realize how much of a good person he is. I love him.

#i could name other 20 people who had good words to say about taehyung he’s just so loved everywhere he goes and i hope he feels all of this #because he gives out lots of love and i need him to know that the world is equally smitten for him #showing us his nails the pretty clouds the sky… my fav moments #taehyung #ask

[skylolacreativespace]

Friendship love

I finished watching Dream's new song and had a smile on my face the whole time seeing our lil Green guy grow up with his family made me smile

And to continue on with @aninklingof's reblog about it. I wanted to do one to do a similar one and to thank my friends I feel grateful for. Jus saying this will be veeeeery long!

First is @aninklingof my big brother Seany I love you so much you helped me so much throughout the year you listened to my dum useless rambles, saw me me a flustered mess, or mess up my words, seeing me keyboard smash, and helped me with my lee moods and me being giggly in messages. I love when ever you do big brain on space, or tell silly lil loveable stories. You are an incredible online big brother and I love you so so so. So. Much. Words can't describe how much I love you.

@snugglyfluffle You are also one of my big brothers and I have to say big brother fluffy you are so sweet and kind every time I talk to you in DMS seeing us being silly with each other makes me giggle in a happy way and makes me fondly smile. Watching you improve any time you post art is amazing. I love you.

@joker-anon Lastly, big bro Joker. When I text you you are always there for me in anyway you can. Even if you're doing something else you always do be there for me when you can. And I appreciate and love you so much. I love when we both get to be silly and go completely chaotic for Literally no reason and I'll always cherious those funny times we had. Love you big bro!

@kasey-writes-stuff Kasey, you are an amazing friend. Thank you for always being there for me! I love when we talk to each other and how we always tease each other when ever we can. Seeing you In my inbox makes me so giddy.

@mushiewrites Mushie!! Fellow mutual 💜 I may not be that close to you but you share a place in my heart. Your art is lovely, and any interaction you do with everyone is so sweet. I love your fics, you are amazing and wonderful in your own way. Chase your Dreams.

@fizzler-of-oz Fizzy!! My bestie!! ILYSM! Our DMS are always so chaotic and hyper even I don't know what's happening most of the time. That's what I love! It's the energy we always have around us to make the environment happy for the both of us.

@midnight-the-goth-artist Midnight, omg. I love you so much. You are so teasy hehe it's unreal but I love you a lot! I'd do anything for you to make you be happy because you are just you.

@an0ma1y-d0ma1y hello you little idiot <3 what can I say? I love you sm. As one of my friends. You are so much fun to talk to and your stoopid smol memes when ever you post on the server makes me laugh. Your art? AMAZING fantastic!! I love you! Talking about the Ninja and then being ticklish and giggly makes us both smile. And that's really special.

I'm really sleepy and sorry if I missed anyone else but you are also a friend to me 💜

#ilysm for everything you all...have done for me you are all amazing #skylolasaysstuffblog rambles

[callmethehunter]

Hello. I love your blog so much. Robert Plant is so gorgeous and talented what’s not to love, ya know? I have a friend named Fred who reminds me of Robert a lot. He has long curly hair and he’s in a band too. I tell him that all the time. Anyway, What’s your favorite picture of Robert and why? Thank you for doing what you do. The lords work. 💜

My dear Anon. It makes me so happy to talk about one of my favorite subjects. For me, it’s impossible to boil it down to a single picture. So…I’m gonna share some of my top favorites. I really had to think and ponder about this!!

1.

As I’ve mentioned before, this is the pic that launched my obsession. He looks ethereal. The expression on his face- what’s he looking at? I wonder. His beautiful torso as he turns to look. The grace of his hand. —1971

2.

This pic symbolizes total sensuality and abandon. The way he’s tossing his head back emphasizes his neck. Then there is the musculature of his body… and finally, the arrowhead pendant pointing the way. His virility is unmistakable. —1975

3.

I love this because its an extreme closeup taken in color so you can see his beautiful blue eyes, the glow of his skin and the golden curls framing his face. Oh! And lets not forget the bird shirt and beaded necklace, of course 💕—1972.

4.

What I love about this pic is that it catches him in motion. Wearing the bolero💕 One arm crossing his body and reaching back, hair flying and that duckface. I love the bulge which is trailing down his thigh and if you really look close you can see how his sweat makes a ring around it. (I know, I know- im outta control😁) - 1971

Thanks for sending this ask. I had a lot of fun answering it. 💕

#ask #fave pics #long answer

[leighlew3]

I thought a lot about what I was going to write to you. I wish I could say something to you. I know whatever I write is not gonna do much. But I hope it'll remind you, that you're greatly admired and also to take care of yourself. Grief isn't linear, and no two grief are ever the same. I too have lost someone close to me and I've seen a lot of your followers sharing their stories with you lately. I find it beautiful that your followers come here and share their own grief and sorrows in your time of grief. It's almost like sitting around a fire and holding space for all of the grief we collectively hold and holding each other. Even if it's never gonna be the same, we get better at holding that grief. I sincerely hope we all do. I'm here to say that I'm sorry for your loss and all that you're going through now. When you're sad, believe that I'm offering a hand for you to hold. Even if virtually, the feeling still stands. Take care of yourself and surround yourself with good people and of course your beautiful pets. Much love 💜

( I'm a very shy person and when I usually write something from my heart like this, I'd be on anon. But even if there aren't many personal details on my Tumblr page, I just wanted to send it without the anon for you. Just to put a face to your new internet friend. Even if it's 2 weird looking blobs with eyes 😶‍🌫️)

Thank you so much for these kind words. Honestly. 💜

I feel so blessed to have connected with people who have gone through similar loss, or even just offered such wonderful support during this time of crushing grief I'm in.

I appreciate you. All of you.

And I'm... trying my best to hang in there. To be honest (as I always am to a fault, hello overshare)... it's not been getting easier with the passage of time. It's been getting HARDER. And at times very dark. So, I'm giving therapy a shot and have my first session tomorrow.

I'm sure I'll practically be live tweeting/blogging my therapy results as well, lol. It's partly all been cathartic to me to share what I'm going through and also partly been me wanting to try to help others who may be going through similar things, because I've noticed there's elements of intense grief that a lot of people don't always talk about, so if I can paint a picture that prepares people -- maybe it'll help. I dunno. But anyway. My hope is that others don't have to feel THIS level of despair after their loss, but everyone is different. Every loss is unique, because every relationship is unique. So. Yeah.

Anyway, again, I truly thank you.

#grief #loss #community

[stormblessed95]

Hey! I just read your reply to that anon where you end up talking a bit about diet culture, and I initially was gonna leave a comment but then decided to send an ask instead.

I don’t have a question, I just wanna say that I became a fan of BTS less than a year ago (around 9 months now) and I don’t really follow any other group or solo artist but I like to go on the kpop reddit page sometimes to see what’s going on and in these months I’ve been realizing how insane and toxic the attitude around food, dieting, exercising and having to look a certain way and all that is in the world of idols.

Obviously I don’t mean this in a way to judge them, it just makes me so sad, specially because most of them start so young in the industry, I can’t even begin to imagine the stuff some of these idols have to hear from their companies and how much it affects their self-esteem.

This is very much an issue in our society in general, god knows I struggle with self-esteem issues and wanting to diet all the time, but it feels way too normalize in the world of k-pop and I hate when the BTS members call themselves pigs or say they NEED to lose weight or any kind of comment of this kind, I feel like it was worst before, again, I haven’t been a fan for that long but from what I’ve seen they have had some crazyyy diets in the past, but they definitely have some ways to go and I hope they do reach a point in their self-love journey where they feel comfortable with themselves in all aspects.

ANYWAY! This whole thing to say that this subject is very very interesting to me and I don’t see a lot of people talking about it, at least not in a respectful and insightful way that I just know you’re gonna, so you have at least one person (ME!) that is interested in hearing about what you have to say about this subject, so I hope you feel comfortable in sharing your thoughts with us!

I’m sorry for the long ass message! 💕

Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Idk how much more I actually have to say on the topic I didn't cover in that last post you mentioned. Regardless, I appreciate the support and the respectful sharing of your own thoughts over the topic. 💜

It like geniunely makes me happy to see them eat because I always worry about them eating enough 🤣 and this is from me, a person who doesn't even like food all that much. Lol

[optiwashere]

Are there any fics about Asheera and Shadowheart talking about specific scenes that the do in the fics? I was reading Bend to Break to Mend (10/10 will read again) and although it's implied in the text I.e "tapping Shadowheart's toe on Asheera's boot" I don't know if there is any out right discussion about it.

Id guess a reason would be Shadowheart being raised the way she was would make it almost impossible to directly express those desires but she must have said something right?

Hey anon!

Thanks for reading that fic, it's one of my personal favorites of my own work 💜 The third chapter still hits me emotionally, at least if I can stomach to reread it without wanting to make a million edits lol.

Bit of a long post.

If I assume you mean a type of setup scene — kink negotiation, discussing safety measures — then that's something that I think, personally, works better as allusion most of the time rather than as a fully written scene.

We know that they've discussed safety in the scene you're talking about, and I made sure to use that "tell" multiple times in that chapter to really highlight this. There's one point where I wrote that Shadowheart uses a "halting command" or similar language for the same reason.

Additionally, the CNC scene you're talking about is referenced briefly in chapter one as Shadowheart having shared the fantasy.

So it's not that they don't talk about this, but rather that I prefer to weave it into the writing instead of having a stock "Negotiation Scene -> Kink Scene -> Aftercare" sequence all the time where the characters go point-by-point about what they want to do.

That said, I've definitely had that kinda sequence! Her Private Shore, Make a Mess of Her, Rope Has the Finest Touch... maybe more? Some of the Kinktober fics are a bit fuzzy in my head lol. Her Private Shore at least is a fic where, like parts of Bend to Break to Mend, Shadowheart specifically talks about wanting to indulge in kink or various types of kink.

Otherwise, in shorter works, I tend to assume the reader will buy in to the type of scene as something they've discussed beforehand. Not that that can't be interesting to read, but it's genuinely difficult to thread the needle from "kink negotiation" to "sexy scene" in fiction. In real life, we can't allude to discussions or boundaries and we have to set them early on. In fiction, if written well enough, the reader can be led to believe that the discussion's already been had.

It's a very fine line that I try to walk between showing negotiation or safety setups all while keeping things spicy and fun. I don't wanna turn the erotica element into a "how-to guide" so to speak.

As for the last bit...

Shadowheart would have issues pushing for these things but is, in a moment of excitement for some reason or another, delighted to share fantasies that she might not have been able to indulge in before. In-game, if you have group sex with the drow, it's literally said that she has fantasies she's all too willing to express once she's in the moment. Asheera and Shadowheart don't wind up doing that, so it's generally part of the fic buy-in. But Shadowheart is also more open with Asheera in the fics anyways because I assume the readers are familiar with the game.

It's also not like Sharrans reject sexuality, but it's used as a tool rather than for pleasure.

So Shadowheart might not necessarily have trouble expressing sexual desire, but rather that she has a very skewed view on what sex is and that causes issues for her.

#hey you can ask me things! #my writing assumes that the reader is familiar with the game and is willing to jump into a relationship dynamic and learn as they go #the “core” series of Light Casts a Shadow covers their dynamic fairly well and I think sets up for the kinkier things

[danielfuckingricciardo]

Hiiii, could you please writing something about coming out to Daniel as non binary ? Thanks 💜

Pre-author’s note - I can’t believe this has just been sitting in my drafts since July whattt?? I literally never check my drafts and I did today on the off chance and found this? Anyway I’m so sorry anon!! Anyway, enjoy a trip to the past, my writing circa July 2022!

This is such an amazing request!! I wanted to write something featuring a non-binary reader for a while and getting your ask inspired me to go for it!

This isn’t really a shippy fic, it’s more of a friendship fic where Daniel and the reader are teammates. Reader uses they/them pronouns throughout! Slight warning for transphobia mention but not heavily as I wanna keep it wholesome and positive!!

I hope you enjoy anon! Sorry it took me so long to get around to answering your request! ❤️

- “Hey Danny, you got a minute?” You say, racing over to your teammate who is stood in the corner of the room scrolling through his phone, his headphones wrapped around his neck.

- “I’m free as a bird, what’s up?” He says, locking his phone and stashing it away in his pocket.

- “I need to talk to you, in private, about something.” You say, chewing your bottom lip awkwardly.

- “Are you okay? Should I be worried?” Daniel asks, looking at you, his concern visible in his expression.

- “I’m fine, I’m fine, I promise. Just, it’s important, okay?” You say, offering him a reassuring smile. He nods, and follows you back to your driver’s room.

- Daniel takes a seat on the sofa, and you close the door behind him, beginning to pace up and down in the cramped room.

- “Are you sure you’re okay? You look beyond anxious right now,” Daniel asks.

- “Yeah, I’m fine I just- I have to tell someone about this thing but at the same time I’m terrified I’m going to pick the wrong person to tell and I just- I’m freaking out a bit,” You say, your pacing increasing in speed as you try and dispel your nervous energy.

- “Well, you know you can tell me anything right? Completely without judgement, unless you’ve murdered someone, in which case I do have to report it to the police, unless it’s someone I hate, then I’d help you hide the body,” Daniel says, picking up on the anxious vibe you’re giving off as his leg bounces nervously.

- “I haven’t murdered anyone, yet, so you don’t need to worry about that,” you laugh, “This thing’s been eating me up inside for months, and not sharing it and keeping it all a secret has been slowly killing me, but I’m terrified of what people are gonna think, how they’re gonna react. People are fucking horrible sometimes, they can be so nasty, and I don’t know if I’d be able to cope with people knowing, but at the same time it’s literally killing me keeping it a secret and living this way. So fuck it, I’m just gonna tell you,” You say, stopping in front of Daniel.

- “I’m all ears,” Daniel says, looking up at you from his seater position.

- “I’m non-binary.” You say, taking a deep sigh of relief after finally saying those words.

- “Wow, okay, that’s cool! Do you have a different name, or pronouns or anything?” Daniel responds, his head tilted slightly.

- “Um, I kinda like (y/n), I think it has a nice ring to it. And I prefer they/them pronouns,” You say, taking a seat beside Daniel on the sofa:

- Daniel turns to you and smiles a genuine, friendly smile, full of care and love. “Nice to meet you (y/n), I’m Daniel, he/him,” he chuckles as he holds out his hand for you to shake. You oblige, shaking his hand firmly and joining him in laughter.

- “So, are you going to do some sort of grand coming out, or are you just keeping it on the down low, between friends and stuff?” Daniel asks.

- “I wanna just tell my friends and family first, weed out the assholes in my inner circle before I tell the world. I’m absolutely shitting it, no question. There’s no doubt there’s a million transphobic assholes out there who won’t respect me or my pronouns, but I hope that me going public about my identity will help all those fans out there who are just as confused about their gender identity as I was.” You say, and Daniel nods along, smiling brightly at you.

- “Fuck the transphobes, you know I’ve always got your back.” Daniel says as he pulls you in for a hug. You nestle your head into the crook of his neck as he gently strokes your back, dropping his head down carefully to kiss your head. You feel a tear run down your cheek; a tear you didn’t even remember crying.

- “Thank you, so much Daniel. I’m glad I told you first” You say into his chest, and you can practically feel his proud smile beaming against your hair.

- “They’re probably new to the whole gender neutral pronouns thing, they did correct themselves afterwards.”

#Daniel Ricciardo x reader #Daniel Ricciardo x you #Daniel Ricciardo imagine

[pixleslutz]

Heyoo

How are you doing? Hope your day is going well! If reqs are open can I request something? Bllk boys ( sae, rin and possibly Kaiser, if you don't do multi characters then just rin) with a blind s/o? Fluffy angst kind of where reader is insecure abt them being a burden to the character and the character has to reassure them that they're not? Any gender is fine but I do have a preference for fem! Reader.

there's no need to accept this if you're not comfortable and just ignore this request if reqs are closed

Anyway, have a good morning/ afternoon/ evening/ night and byee :)

Hello hello anon 💜🌻I’m doing awesome thanks for asking! Yes request are open! It’s my first time writing something like this so it probably won’t be that good but I’ll give it a whirl 😅 ..and I hope you have a great morning/afternoon/evening/night :3333.

Summary:request above ^^^^

Sae

You and Sae have been dating for 2 years now and Sae was at a interview and you were at y’all’s shared home so you turned on the tv to listen to his interview and the reporters asked Sae a question “ Sae I’ve heard that you have a girlfriend who is blind correct ?” ..”yes i do why do you ask ?” ..”well don’t you think she’s a burden to you because of her blindness?and that she’s holding you back from progressing 100%?” …you turned pale at that question because why would someone ever say that about you so you switched the tv off not even wanting to know sae’s answer and you went to your shared room and cried … Sae couldn’t believe what the reporter asked he was so pissed he got up and yelled at the reporter and told his answer truthfully “no she’s not a burden or is she stopping me from progressing I love y/n and to be honest if I have to quit soccer for good just for her I would because that’s how much I love her screw this interview and screw you all too “ so he walked out and got in his car and drove home …as Sae walked in the door he didn’t see you in your usual spot waiting on him “y/n where are you my love ?” Then that’s when he heard your sniffles from the bedroom so he walked that way and knocked on the door “y/n can I come In please?” You walked to the door and opened it sniffling ..”Baby what’s wrong?” ..”Sae I think it’s time we break up “..”why my love I love you and you love me right?”

“Yes but I feel like I’m a burden to you with my blindness and am holding you back just like the reporter said today “..”baby no your not you’ve never held me back or were you ever a burden that reporter was being an asshole the only thing that matters is our love for each other if I have to give soccer up for you I will no hesitation ..I swear on my brother rin that you aren’t a burden nor are you holding me back “..you started crying even more as Sae held you in his arms while he reassured you ..you believed him and from that day on you never questioned if you were a burden!

Rin

You and rin were at a team dinner with all of his teammates and you were setting at a table with rin as you overheard a conversation behind you “hey man don’t you think y/n is burdening rin with her blindness ? “..”yeah he needs to dump her and focus more on soccer “and rin heard that aswell and had a death grip on his fork

“Hey rin I’m going to step out for a moment “ ..”y/n I think it’s time to go home it’s getting late here take the keys and I’ll be out in a minute I have a bone to pick with someone “..so he gave you the keys and as you were walking out with your service dog pico you heard rin “ok man that wasn’t cool to talk about my amazing girlfriend behind my back thinking I wouldn’t hear your sorry ass ..Y/n is just as normal as the rest of us it doesn’t matter if she’s blind or able to see she will never be a burden to me ever so you should shut your ass up and be respectful to others around you “and with that he walked out and he seen you setting down on the bench by the door with pico “I’m sorry about my teammates y/n they need to learn how to be respectful to others “ ..”but it makes sense rin just dump me and you’ll probably be better off “you couldn’t control the tears that fell “y/n we have been together for 4 years I’m not going to let you go just because someone said that the only thing that matters is my love for you you’ve never been a burden to me and never will be trust me y/n you are the most precious and wonderful woman I’ve ever met and that will never change no matter what “

“Let’s go home and enjoy ourselves there “ and with that you smiled and you both went home

Kaiser

You and Kaiser we setting at home enjoying each other’s company while listening to a ghibli movie play in the background as you and Kaiser were cuddling up on the couch ..you had been wondering for week now if you were a burden to Kaiser so you finally mustered up the courage to ask but you couldn’t help the sobs that escaped your lips as you asked “Kaiser am I a burden to you ? If I am please break up with me I’ll be ok if you say yes “ …”mein Schatz why would you ever think that you were a burden to me or did someone say something ..because whoever it is I’ll make sure to beat them up for you “ Kaiser proclaimed “well it was myself because I really do think I’m being a burden and you need to let me go where you can progress with your career “..he pulled you away from his chest and looked at you ..y/n you’ll never be a burden I swear on mine and ness’s life that you will never be a burden ever “he then say up and pulled you into his lap and captured your lips into a kiss of passion and reassurance and when you pulled away for a breath he kissed your forehead “trust me mein schatz i love you and you aren’t a burden” ..” i love you too Kaiser I believe you and I won’t think those things ever again “ and with that Kaiser switched the tv off and carried you to your shared room to take a nap

P.s.REQUEST ARE OPEN 💜🫶🏻

I hope you enjoyed xoxo Rebekah ✨🌻💜

#blue lock x y/n #blue lock x reader #bluelock #bluelockxblind!reader #kaiser x reader #rin x reader #sae x reader

[firsttarotreader]

i heard we were talking about synastry charts 👀

personally, when it comes to lena and pedro and whether they dated or not, i don’t have any real dog in that fight. but i will say they do give very strong twin flame energy, despite the fact that “twin flames” tend to be something that people over exaggerate the importance of. they share a lot of the same challenging aspects in their charts, i.e. sun square moon, sun square saturn, moon square pluto, saturn square pluto, etc. and like one of your anons mentioned, within their synastry there’s a lot of compatibility intimacy-wise (and spiritually), but outside of that everything is giving instability.

i would definitely recommend for anyone who’s interested to read their charts/synastry. in my opinion, it does seem like whatever it is that they had was a “past life” type of connection, and not in the over-romanticized type of way people tend to portray it as, but more in the “we both have the same red flags, we both bring out the worst in each other, but it doesn’t matter because you understand me on a level that no one else can” type of way. these aren’t the types of connections you’re meant to stay in, they’re something you’re meant to experience so you can recognize the parts of yourself you need to “heal” in order to have productive, healthy relationships in this lifetime.

obviously i don’t know lena or pedro so i can’t attest to how much work they’ve done on themselves. and this might be a hot take but if the rumors around them are true, pedro’s lucky that the baby wasn’t his, respectfully. because the people who have these types of connections almost always end up having kids, eventually get to a point where they hate each other, and can’t do anything about it because their children tie them together for the rest of their lives. it’s so toxic.

but this is all just speculation on my end. anyways, i love your blog! i‘ve been trying to think of questions to ask you and the cards that haven’t been asked already, i’ll message you when i actually come up with a good one lmfao

Awww, thank you! 🥰💜🫶🏼 And thank you for taking the time to share all that with us! Always making that Astrology tag grow richer! 🥰

#astrology #astrology anon #lena headey

[aniron48]

Ooh perhaps #3 for the ask game (speaking as someone who runs into this problem all the darn time 😅)?

Ahhh thank you for this ask, Anon, I love this question so much!

3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

I'm noodling on it, and I think I have a couple. The first is this one: I would absolutely love to write the scene in Skyfall where Bond and Q meet at the National Gallery for the first time, where the dialogue is *exactly* the same as it is in the movie, but what the characters--and the reader--know is that Bond and Q met one night at a club a couple years before, had a one-night stand where Bond snuck out before morning, and then they never saw each other again--until that moment. I just think there's so much potential there to just kind of subtly subvert that scene and the dialogue in some fun ways (did Bond and Q banter about their respective ages the first time they met?) as well as to add some context to the scene (Q seems so confident, but his hands are clenched for a significant part of it--is he nervous? is he not as sure of himself as he appears? why was Bond so quick to get up when Q started talking to him?). The possibilities are endless. I can't be arsed to write it, though, at least for now, because I have no idea what would come after it--probably a reimagining of Skyfall/a Skyfall fix-it in fic form, and I don't have that in me right now.

And the second, which I hope I will write some day, is a reconstruction of the Mexico City scene in Spectre, where Mexican!Q is read in to what's happening earlier in the events, and goes to help Bond during the día de muertos celebration. Is this a blatant ploy to get Q in calavera (skeleton) makeup and costume on Bond's arm? You bet your culito. Do I mind? Not in the least! 😁 But the thing that's stopping me, again, is I think this would turn into an entire Spectre fix-it (I'm noticing a theme here), and I am very tired. 😂

Thank you again for sending this question my way! 💜 (And I know you're on anonymous, but if you have one of these scenes for yourself that you want to share, feel free to send it to my ask box anonymously and I'm happy to post it for you--or post it on main and tag me in it so I can reblog it! I have to say it feels surprisingly freeing to just throw these scenes on the wind and let them breathe a little. 😁)

#meta asks #ask box answers #spectre #skyfall