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If THG's characters are a fanfic writers/readers, what do you feel would be their AO3/ffn account name and icon?
Also, what would be their preferred read (example : rating = K, T, G, M, E; type = canon, canon-divergent, modern AU etc.) and what kind of comments would they leave on a fic?
You can include as many characters as you can or want.
Thank you so much 😊
@curiousnonny
Ooooo fun @curiousnonny
Okay. Let's go.
Peeta: Fan artist. Super involved in fandom. Leaves comments that make fanfic writers weep tears of joy and his url is one of their most anticipated ones in their inboxes. He's not afraid to tell a nasty anon to go stuff it. Also, he drops random fanart presents based on their fanfic without warning. He throws up fandom inspired recipes onto his blog all the time. Preferred rating is across the board. You write it, he'll read it. His icon is his own hand, paint splattered and hovering over his most popular piece of canon compliant fan art. His url is a clever twist on a fandom phrase that somehow brings in a baking pun, or maybe something like fanbaked.
Gale: Does not read fanfiction. The one time he does out of curiosity because he found out about Katniss's fanfiction habit, he accidentally gets involved in a twenty plus comment thread arguing with the writer about whether or not the AU political system the writer has cooked up would actually be viable.
Haymitch: Does not know what fanfiction is.
Effie: Organizes fandom events and challenges but does not write fanfiction. Occasionally beta reads for her faves and makes sure that not only is their grammar impeccable, but she's helped more than one writer fix massive plot holes. Her one weakness... research. She believes almost everything she reads so she's no good backing you up on your research.
Madge: Fanfiction writer. AO3 pen name? 88problemsandfanficaintone. She gets started in each of her fandoms with fix-its, rare pairs, and missing scenes, before the action, previous generations of characters, but eventually she expands into AU's. She devours Rated E fics and gobbles up as much smut as she can, but her fics tend to stay below an M rating.
Johanna: Pen name is her favorite character's name + erotic body part. Crack fic and Fuck the Writers I'm taking this character away from them fics. Never comments because she's banned from doing so ever since she cursed someone out and then found out they were like... thirteen.
Delly: Everyone knows her but nobody knows she's writing under two pen names. Under one, she leaves comments on everyone's fics and is friends with everyone. Characters holding hands is as steamy as she gets. Problematic aspect: will literally fight you over her ships. Under her other pen name, however, she reveals nothing about herself and all bets are off. Her most popular fic under this name involved A/B/O dynamics, tentacles, and a creative use of a kitchen utensil.
Cinna: Masterful canon compliant sweeping epics and he includes illustrations to match his stories. Fandom cryptic.
Finnick: Beta reader extraordinaire. Mainly for Annie, but sometimes for Katniss as well. He and Peeta often have hilarious exchanges in the comments.
Annie: Writes as therapy and the fandom frequently pokes at Finnick to make sure she's actually okay because that last one was kind of dark....
Katniss: Debates with herself on whether or not she should even leave a kudos, but when she does leave comments, writers are usually freaked out and asking if she's been reading over their shoulders... She might be. You don't know. But really she's able to predict what's gonna happen because she is super selective about what she reads (so she knows those authors inside out) and what she writes. The only reason she winds up branching into writing AU is because that one really nice artist left a glowing comment on her first few fics and now she's kind of addicted to getting his thoughts. She panics when it turns out she actually knows him in real life. Fear not. Cue their own 150k+ slow burn and her eventually shyly asking for his help with um... research... "Do I have to get naked for this research?" Peeta teases. Her fics remain T rating and lower on AO3 but Peeta gets to read (and draw for her) the steamy stuff she writes.
This did not exactly answer your questions... oh well.
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absentviolet · 8 months
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Thanks for the tag @foxgloveinspace! As usual bc I'm a crappy tagger, @ anyone who sees this and would like to do it!
Name
Trish, hello!
Pronouns
She/her
Where do you call home?
Pennsylvania, USA
Favorite animal
Cat is my default answer but I've become the person people send frog-themed stuff to in recent years
Cereal of choice
Frosted Flakes
Are you a visual, auditory or kinesthetic learner?
Probably visual (assuming this includes all of reading, looking at illustrations, and seeing demonstrations?), sometimes kinesthetic, very much NOT auditory, so much not
First pet?
A cat named Puff after the word my family used for farts at the time, I was maybe 3
Favorite scent
Ooooo um, rain, campfire, coffee, if it's in a candle form or similar I like any autumn kind of scent but especially the food ones, also any kind of berry/berry vanilla combo or orange, if perfume/other body products I am a...moody gourmand? kinda gal
Do you believe in astrology
Not at all but not like, weird and aggressive about the fact 😂
How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music?
Spotify girl, I counted 24 that I made and probably twice that I've saved but truthfully I don't usually use the ones that aren't for my book characters and I kinda live in my Liked Songs one or in the discography of an artist I'm bingeing
Sharpies or highlighters?
Hmmm highlighters! I also have like 200 alcohol markers that I don't use enough. I like being surrounded by art things even though I'm not really an artist
Song that makes you cry?
Most songs written. I am the cryingest bitch at all media you've ever seen. Today I'll pick ummm this super explicitly sad one
Song that makes you happy?
Today's new drop 🥰
And finally, do you write/draw/create?
Yes! I should be doing it much more but I am getting better about this and consequently feeling more like a living being 🖤🖤🖤
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Name
Pronouns
Where do you call home?
Favorite animal
Cereal of choice
Are you a visual, auditory or kinesthetic learner?
First pet?
Favorite scent
Do you believe in astrology
How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music?
Sharpies or highlighters?
Song that makes you cry?
Song that makes you happy?
And finally, do you write/draw/create?
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ooooo do you like the host? maybe him and dark in a library?
Dark X Host
A Hue In Darkness
He sat there, on the most beautiful and fancy reading chair. It’s Dark what do you expect, a nightstand by the chair where his wine sat, he took sips as he read the poems. It was a non fiction poem book about the author and love. Everything was peaceful and Dark was happy. Even not wearing any suits but a black turtle neck sweater with grey sweat[ants and of course socks. Dark hated the cold boards of the floor in his library. That when he heard a click, his eyes turning red and growl.
“I told you people not to bother me!” Growl Dark.
“It’s just Host Dark, but also Host enjoys the reading of books.” Said Host as he walk around the library and looking at the books. Dark was confuse until Host felt the many books, no body knows if Host is honestly blind or if it’s because he acting as a character all the time. He felt all the books and frown.
“Host dosen’t understand?” Host questions.
“Understand what?” Asked Dark his eyebrows changing with curiously a/
“Host dosen’t understand why no other books? Host only sees only adult, adult love, poems and non fiction. Host says.
“Excuse me, you say see?” Question Dark.
“Host is a being of the unknown but Host is answering a question with a being of three in? Host knows you are not in the suits.” Say Host as he grins at Dark.
Dark was confuse but it was fair since he was a being of three, two beings inside of him then the being Darl. Host keeps wondering and is honstely upset.
“Host is angry! No YA? No middle grade, no pictures no comics or graphic novels?” Host wanted to scream but kept his voice low hint with anger in it.
“Because those aren’t;t books.: Said Dark as he went back to his book and taken a sip of wine.
“Host notices your eyes are red, is that what only she enjoys?” Host questions.
Dark was about to scream until Host caught him off/
“Host wants to know the man inside of Dark but also Host wants to know what Dark the being holding the two beings.” Say Host as he grin again this man might be autistic or just character white his mouth smile wide seeing Dark eyes turn blue.
“Never read a ya but art with books are beautiful and I adore romance and poems but she enjoys adult themes and beliefs are that only adult books are real books.: Dark spoken or well Damien spoken.
“Host now wants to talk to Dark/“ Host says and see Darks eyes going red but switching as his eyes became blue and red. Host knew that was Dark and that it’s been so long since he saw the blue and red eyes knowing it was truly Dark. Host honstely adore Dark not Damien or Celine but Darl. Host knows his words and knows how to word them.
“I don’t know.”
Dark then looks down.
“It been a while since I was me, Darl.” Oh how Dark say as he was embarrassed. Dark honstely thought Host was a man his words and writings like Shakespeare to him and how he adore it.
“Host is sad you don’t know but Host is happy you came back, for Host try your best and be Dar more than only red or blue.}
Host then sat down by Dark and grab Dark’s chin to see tears forming into the blue and red eyes.
“I’m a fool who dosen’t know who he? She? They are?! Switching from blue and red never both/“ Dark say as tears roll down his cheeks but trying to hold the water in him.
“Host wants to help Dark write his story, Host wants to write a new chapter for Dark where we are in a fairytale no badness just Host and Dark.”
Host let go of Dark’s chin and his face rose cheeks, Dark then held Host hand and kiss his hand.
“Trying to show love.” Said Dark as he question himself.
“Host is excited! Host shall do his best to keep Dark in more and purple! Host knows red and blue makes purple, oh how a violet or a lilac suit would look beautiful on you.”
Host finish his words and Dark was blushing so hard his cheeks red as wine, the two lay down while culdding. The book Dark was reading was put down and Host held Dark as he smiles and tells Dark so many tales.
A book had ended and a new chapter stared where the two became lovers.
-I hope you enjoy this it’s late where I’m at but I adore writing this, please do request more and maybe reboot this post. I’m also sorry if you didn’t want them ship or not. But I truly adore this little fanfic and felt my writing is getting better. Please again spread the word about RainaRainbows writing. Thank you for the request!- RainaRainbows
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ambeauty · 2 years
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My Five Favorite Fics
This is funny because I’ve only published five on AO3 up to this point, so y’all can learn about what I like about each one. Thank you for tagging me bestie @selinascatnip and sister @jonskory
1. Show You The Stars in the Daylight - First Fic, First Multichapter, First Everything. I reread this one recently and fell in love all over again. It just screams me. I love to travel, especially to tropical locations, and I love DK. So put the two and two together. I started writing because there was so much I wanted to see for this ship and we have a lot of talented writers, but I personally needed more fun. So that’s why I wrote it. I also discovered here that I like writing romantic comedy, which is funny because I don’t actually watch a lot of romcoms, but I’m a sensitive Scorpio that uses humor to cope, so it tracks. This one is just a lot of sexy and fun, the perfect vibes.
2. Is This Real or is it In My Head - Wanted to challenge myself with incorporating a villain, and I heavily disclaimed that I knew nothing about him and this is when we had very minimal information except casting news. It was tough for me to write, because I was like what is the purpose, where I am going?? And it seemed like SYTS just spilled out of me (I had four chapters written in one night). However DK needed all the help they could get and why shouldn’t BB use his mind control for good and bring our babies together, idk. I don't know if my besties just love me or what, but it was better received than I had thought it would be, again because I struggled a bit pulling it all together and making it make sense to me.
3. It’s Like Two Stars Colliding - Oooo the pregnancy fic. I’m at an age and stage in my life where my baby fever is at an ALL TIME HIGH. I’ve never been pregnant myself, but when the time comes, I definitely look forward to it. So this was a way for me to work through all that baby fever. I LOVE pregnancy fics (obviously) and had only seen a few in the DK fandom so I was like ugh I gotta write one. Feral Dads, Obsessive Dads, Smitten Dads, I need it ALL. And this turned into a multichapter so that was fun too.
4. Love Me Like We Don't Have Tomorrow - I was listening to Zayn and crying in the car about DK like I usually am and got this angsty idea which was also really sexy and just started to write. I have been listening to a lot of contemporary adult romance, special shout out to my baby sis @jonskory and Book ClubTM and I was like I gotta step my smut game all the way up. So this one was a smut challenge. I really love this concept and the smut was so beautiful and fun even though the undertones were angsty. Like damn you wait until the last night to admit to the person you love how you feel and then they leave(maybe), fuck kill me now. Also I had just finished my s3 rewatch and I was pissed at how other characters were beating my beloved down about how he compared to his father, but the love of his life did not! So I had to give them their moment. Definitely proud and love this one!
5. No One Loves You Like This - I will keep it simple. I just wanted to see the hot people f*ck in a nightclub. 🤣 We got those set videos of what appears to be a nightclub and I was ooooo I know what to do. My bestie @escapism-through-imagination had given me a little taste in one of hers, and with her blessing, I was like let me see how far I can take this. I also love creating looks for characters that we may not get to see in canon, so this was inspired by that as well. I got to collab on some amazing art with my dollbaby @not-so-mundane-after-all like how freaking dope is that! I've also been told that this has been my smuttiest work yet and I truly don't know how that happened. I guess it's just the power of the ship!
tagging @not-so-mundane-after-all @wonderbatwayne @ambelle @blackloislane @meerakory and anyone else who hasn't done this already
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saturatedboy · 3 years
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I was in the mood to write some angst-fluff writing for Donna Beneviento x M!reader so I hope you all enjoy if you chose to read it ^^ (This one shot can be found on my wattpad account Nerd_Dragon_Writes)
Mentions:
Just a sad fluffy chapter
This is a male!reader
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Narrator’s POV
(Y/n) was minding his own business tinkering away at fixing the recently broken rocking chair that Angie, the loud and hyperactive doll, loved to bits- literally. Once Angie was sat in the rocking chair you barely could get her out of it. Angie adored the way it would rock, she found it better when her owner Donna would read a book beside her as (Y/n) would gently rock the chair as he normally sat beside it on the ground. However due to some disagreement over the outside world, Angie had thrown a fit and out of anger had broken the chair. Donna on the other hand had silently backed away out of the room and went somewhere in the small mansion to have space to herself. Mostly likely from the distress and headaches she most likely was getting, (Y/n) could only guess.
As (Y/n) hammered in the very last piece of cork into the wooden frame, the all well knowing screech of the wedding dressed doll came from the left side of his ear. "You fixed itttt!" She carried out, floating around the male and sitting in it after getting herself comfy in it. "Ahhhhh! It so good!" Giggling and quickly flying out of the rocking chair, Angie had rammed herself into (Y/n) and engulfed him in a hug as her small wooden arms could reach. The attempt at a hug had lead (Y/n) laughing slightly at her excitement and appreciation. Moving his arm, (Y/n) had cradled the doll with one arm under her to support her weight and used his other hand to gently pat the top of her veiled head. "You're very welcome. It's the least I could do for you after you and Donna didn't kill me-"
A finger was pressed against his lips, the doll's face had a serious look- one that you wouldn't expect Angie to even be able to create from knowing her having a really expressive emotions of being positive. "You were fun to play with and Mother Miranda did say that if you did somehow survive we could keep you for our own needs~ Ow! Hey no fair!"
With an outstretched pointing finger, the male had flicked the doll on her head to keep her thoughts to herself. He was left with a a small frown from the small doll in return."Sooo?" She dragged out, looking up at the male with a sad glint in her eyes. "Shouldn't you go find Donna, I'm sure she's still upset with earlier."
Sighing, (Y/n) could only nod however he didn't move from his spot on the floor next to the chair. He didn't know why but he felt like Donna didn't want to see him at the moment after the disagreement earlier. "Why don't you both want  me to leave- I'll only be going down the the village to go collect some materials?"
Angie had stayed quiet, thinking on how she should word her next words since she didn't want their new playmate to go and leave them after hearing what she had to say. Squirming her way out of his arm, she heaved herself out and floated in front of (Y/n), twiddling her fingers. "You've been with us for a while now and Donna had the sudden idea of maybe you wanted to be a fam-"
"I apologise for my sudden departing. I did not mean to worry you." A soft voice came from behind, the sound of small patters could be heard to along with some scattering on the floor. Turning around, (Y/n) could only be met with a heard of smaller puppets and dolls crawling, running and even skipping towards him with welcoming smiles. However past them, The Lady of the mansion stood with her veil covering her face and still in her black gown stitch and created from her sorrows.
As the dolls climbed onto (Y/n), he could only fight against their resistance to be able to stand up. However with the help on Angie moving some, he finally managed to stay standing with at least a total of twelve dolls hanging and clinging onto him. Taking a step forward, the male had smiled in joy seeing the other stand before him. "Donna," (Y/n) had spoken out gently, using a hand to lift a doll that was about to fall off him back onto his shoulder. "I wish to speak of today's event, however I had no intentions to mean to upset you or Angie."
Donna moved to lay against the door, her shoulder slightly making ridged movements every now again. With worried eyes, (Y/n) continued stepping forward until he was right in front of the doll maker. Being face to veil, the male had tilted his head gently, his smile still plastered sweetly onto his face. "May I take your veil up please?"
As the request left (Y/n) lips, Donna raised a hand to her veil and pressed it against her face. The sudden feeling of self-conscious had fled around her body and made a sudden noise of a sniffle come out from her. She hadn't revealed her face to anyone in a while- except Angie and her own creations. "Ma, it will be okay." Angie had floated next to her owner, whispering to her after that so (Y/n) couldn't hear what she was saying. It seemed it worked though because next thing he saw was Angie backing away with a her hands rapidly shaking happily.
Moving her hand down, Donna had pulled the black sheet up, letting her stray hairs from a bun she had stick to her face. Her pale skin had turned a cherry red on her cheek bones, her eye had steamed up with a blur and a light streak of water and sweat had trail down her face. Shyly looking away from embarrassment, Donna had focused herself on staring at the door frame, running her finger up and down the wood not caring is she would receive a splinter from it. With wide eyes in both wonder and enchantment, (Y/n) spoke out, "Lady Donna- You're-!"
"I'm hideous. This is what happened to me after the...incident." Biting her bottom lip and splitting it a small amount, she scrunched her eye up and stopped running her finger up and down the frame. Breathing deeply, she gathered the courage to stare at the other with a forced tone of happiness and curved lips "I didn't want you to leave because I thought I had everything back. I thought you would like to be a family. We acted like one and I believed that, you were the one to fix everything."
Angie looked at (Y/n) to see his reactions. Although she couldn't do that much in the very moment, all she knew was that the fate of everyone in that house, was laid in the male's hands. Using his hand to place the dolls and puppets on him onto the ground, he walked forward towards Donna and grabbed her chin gently with one hand and used the other to stroke her cheek-leaving Donna to be very flustered. "Oh Donna, hideous is no way to describe a women who laughter is the most perfect composed music to ever exist. Hideous is no way to describe a women who's hands fit perfectly with my own and create the most alluring pieces of art in my opinion."
"But!-" Her argument was cut short with a gentle kiss against her cheek. With her mouth left hanging open slightly and Angie laughing in the background, she felt sudden comfort wrap around her frame and brought her closer to them.
"And hideous is no way to describe the women who deserves a family which I am willing to hopefully be accepted in." (Y/n)'s soft whispers in her ear had left her speechless. It felt like the first time in forever she felt safe in the arms of someone. No more hiding herself away from the guilt she thought she deserved to feel. The warmth and sweet smell of flowers that came off (Y/n) had made those thoughts stop, like they were just stories from a fairy-tale. Slowly lifting her own arms up, she rested her head between the shoulder-blade and neck of her other, hugging tightly and letting tears that showed compassion and love fall from he eyes. Opening them slightly, she was met with Angie sitting back in her rocking chair and the other dolls and puppets surrounding her as she read a book to them, trying to mimic Donna when she would show the pages when reading.
It was Donna's turn to sniffle out a giggle when she watched Angie struggle with turning the page since it was so far away from her. Pulling out of the loving embrace (Y/n) was giving her, she moved her hand down to wrap around his hand and gently brought them both of them over to the chair. "Would you like me to read it Angie?" She asked watching the bride doll swell in happiness and nodding swiftly.
"Yes please mama!" She screeched out, jumping out of the chair and moving the other creations about so she could sit down on the floor with them. Donna let go of (Y/n)'s hand but once again she was left without words as he kissed her cheek again. "Ooooo~ mama and papa are kissing each otherrrr~" Angie sang out, leaving the room to be filled with other voices from the other creations. Feeling flustered and worried that them words aren't correct, she stand corrected when (Y/n) had sat down in the rocking chair and gently pulled her onto his lap. His arms once again wrapped around her as he leaned his head onto her shoulder looking at the others.
"I'm just showing my love to my wife, is that an issue children?" He said leaving the doll's to quickly quieten down, only a few whispered were left.
"Wife?" Donna muttered and she moved her eye to stare down at the other.
"That is, if you'll let me love you?" (Y/n) asked slowly. Donna smiled, a real smile and nodded.
"That's more than fine by me," She said as she felt her heart race in speed.
"Well that's good now can we hear the storyyyy?" Angie whined out, crossing her arms in a huff as she let the book lay in front of her. Donna turned to her and nodded.
"Of course you can."
Within the office room was the two new lovers. Donna was still in her mourn clothing, however pinned to the clothing where a breast pocket may of been was a flower. A daisy to be precise to signify new beginnings for her and (Y/n). Donna had leaned back against a green leather sofa facing the projector in the room. The faint noise of snoring was heard above in the more safer rooms, the snores and sounds were mostly likely coming from her creations of her handy craft.
Soon a pair of footsteps had lead in her way, only for them to stop and the sound of a sneeze coming out. Donna looked behind her to see (Y/n) walking towards her with two glasses of water. Gently giving her one from behind the sofa, (Y/n) had walked around and sat next to her, him taking a sip of water. "Say Donna," (Y/n) had started, turning to face her. "How do you feel about you coming out with me tomorrow. We don't have to go to the village so instead how about we explore? That way we both get what we want. I go outside and you don't have to worry about me leaving hm?"
Donna stayed quiet, focusing on drinking her water. She normally wasn't much of a talker but she talked so much today that she felt breathless. Bringing her glass down from her lips, she sighed.
"Maybe," she spoke out. A short laughter was heard from the other as he leaned behind himself and placed his glass on the table behind. After he gracefully wrapped an arm around Donna and brought her into a side hug which she was more than happy to accept and snuggle into.
"Don't worry my love," (Y/n) spoke out as he gave her a kiss on her forehead, letting his lips linger there for  while to pull away soon after with a toothy grin. "I understand my maker."
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woowper · 3 years
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I think I've learned everything that is important at this point. Except taxes and shit like that but for some unknown reason schools teach you the useless shit. I can talk. I can write. I know what 2+2 is. At this point it's all too much for me. I'd be fine with just speech and art classes, you know, stuff that doesn't take a huge toll on my mental health. I talk too fast sometimes so speech classes make sense. That's about it though. If you want me to read, give me a book to read on my own time and if you want me to write a summary then let me do it when I am ready. I have become severely disinterested in reading because of school. I liked to read because it was fun. Now books are like a chore. I can be persuasive for whatever reason. I understand how jobs work. There isn't much else to know. I'm not planning to be the next Shakespeare and talk like nobody has in a century. I can Google about anything. If I need to learn how to screw in a lightbulb, which I know how to do I can look at YouTube and have some Indian guy explain it. They are better at explaining it then a lot of people. Writing also use to be something I loved. Even math in its own way but that was all thrown out the window. I learned that the sun would explode in elementary school and told everyone who thought I was crazy but in middle school, guess who was right? Me! I learn things in my free time from YouTube and TV because unlike school, I can do it whenever convenient to me and because it is usually taught in a fun manner with cool pictures and animations. I can't learn with the same materials that schools have been teaching for thousands of years because, get this, IT'S BEEN THOUSANDS OF YEARS! PEOPLE HAVE FUCKING CHANGED AND SCHOOLS DON'T SEEM TO UNDERSTAND. "Oh the kid isn't trying ooooo" No shit because they can't learn that way anymore. We have changed and advanced so much, yet schools stay exactly the same for God knows why. It stresses out the students. It makes them want to fucking die because so much pressure is being put on them and when they can't do it they think they aren't good enough. People don't like feeling worthless and insecure. Big shock I know. But that's the fucking way it is. Not to mention how incredibly early students need to wake up so they can't even function properly. The schools need to finally change how they run things. Because it clearly isn't working anymore. Also let's not forget the new bully rules. If a kid does anything for self defense they are usually in more trouble then the person bothering them. That teaches kids to never stand up for themselves and be the socially awkward kid in the back of the class. Once a kid knows what is necessary to survive then stop fucking pushing them. If you really want to make then learn maybe try presenting the material in a fun way. Like a game or something. You can't except people to sit in a class quietly and just know what is happening. It don't work like that.
Stop
Abusing
Students
Mental
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sketcheydyslexic · 3 years
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eyyyy rin, honeybee, honeycomb, sugar cube, sweets. i kinda have a little bit of every love languages, sum more than others, and honestly touch has always been a norm for me. i gesture my baby bro tah hold my hand a lot, i held out my arm if am walking with sum family i know like tah hold on tah me, my closest friends and i aren't that big on cuddles cuz we rarely hang out in our houses (we live far from each other :'() so i just hold out mah hand tah them and give them surprise hugs but when we do have hangouts in our houses it's just no sleep fo us. i remember on my friend's bday party we had a sleepover with someone i instantly clicked with (we jokingly called each other girlfriends) one of my friends slept on my lap till i couldn't feel it while simultaneously watching a movie on another friend's phone so i was basically sitting indian spread, my upper body leaning on a pillow watching a movie while another friend leans on my side keeping me from moving much cuz i knew they didn't sleep well, basically my body ached but it was worth it. when we meet i'll make sure ya get as much hugs and cuddle ya need and don't worry bout needing a reason tah get affection mah arms always open tah a friend :D
the first thought i had when ya said people said fresh was "gaster fresh" was: did people really not believe fresh can be that hot and sexy??? also i confessed tah my friends that i simped fo him, a walking neon sign, and i also added that he's a parasite and they were the definition of surprise pikachu face. as much i would love tah be ya beta reader, english ain't even mah first language and all the info bout grammar has disappeared. i just kinda go with whatever sounds/looks right
dust's match up photo look amazing!!! hello???? ghost pap awatching mah reaction and telling dust bout it!??? i would legit just squeal and jump due tah happiness, would 100% just die on spot cuz of giddiness. [at this part i fell asleep cuz of sleep depravation and i just woke up so there might be a lot of wrong grammar and spelling in here and i kept it short too]
I MAY BE STUPID. I DIDN'T REALIZE YA WERE THE AUTHOR OF THE HOME FOR THE LOST SOULS????? I THOUGHT THE TITLE FELT FAMILIAR BUT MY BRAIN KEPT TELLING ME THAT THE FIC I'M THINKING WAS A DIFFERENT ONE????? I FOLLOWED YA CUZ OF A BHC FAN ART, THE ONE ABT YA SELF INSERT BETWEEN RUS' LEGS AND I JUST STARTED TAH INTERACT WITH YA CUZ I WAS WORRIED BOUT YA PHYSICAL AND MENTAL HEALTH. i can't believe i so stupid and i only realized cuz i was reading the "a tyrant and an addict gave me hope" and i got curious so i looked at ya profile not noticing ya name and i noticed the HFTLS fic then ya name and all this time i've been reading ya fics without noticing ya were the author 🤦(amazing fics tho, very curious abt mc's "soulmate" that a-hole >:[)
mah days kinda been 📈📈📉📉📈 the highlight of mah day would be the thunderstorm that approached at 3pm ish yesterday. rather than going out and dance in the rain i decided tah take a nap (it was an amazing nap) but while i was in the brink of sleeping there was a blackout that lasted till midnight. but my nap was still nice, fell asleep with the rain and there were only 2 thunders that made me flinch which is an achievement tah me! the lightning also made me sleepy and i had dream a about nightmare but i can't remember much of it unfortunately but he looked hot tho from what i remember :') anyways, i woke up from a 5+ hour nap with my body aching and sweaty. the saving grace was me daydreaming bout sum fresh fluff (i was supposed tah draw sum angst fresh cuz i felt like it but that feeling instantly disappeared the world wasn't ready for it i guess 🤷) with sum bad sanses poly added tah the mess. in mah current daydreaming, mc and fresh are soul bonded and the bad sans are on datemate level atm but they kept it somewhat a secret.
sorry bout the short message hun, might go back tah sleep again but how's ya day been? - love 🍯💛 anon <3
Hiiiii! Lovely to hear from you again dearest :) AW Thats adorable, I miss when my little bro was young enough when he would cling to my hand 🥺 America is weird, being any form of affectionate with your friends (at least the way me and all mine coddle each other) makes everyone think you are dating :’) I'm don't have a problem with 70% of my YeYe country bumbkin conservative school make gaging faces and call me and my friends the lesbians, but it gets to a point where you have to ask if that is really the only thing they have to talk about all year. Like, we are upperclassmen with jobs and lives, and you are still acting like a brat 😔 at least I live in one of the prettiest states of America. The kinds of friends you just click with are the best 🥰 I am the designated human pillow of my friend group, as well as the mom friend, my friends just love to snuggle up to me in the colder months and call me their space heater LOL. Affection? For lil old me 👉👈🥺thank you!
In their defense, it was probably the fact that I made him shed a few eye bleeding layers Lmao. I have discord screenshots of a “sans phase”conversation I had with my friends Collin... He thought it was a joke that I am still in my undertale ‘phase’ but I'm not, sir I have a whole blog, I'm writing whole ass fanfictions, please do not laugh at my sans and papyrus’s 😭 Haha not everyone gets the class it takes to simp over A skeleton, but one day, hopefully, they will see the beauty of it.
thank you for thinking of it dear :D honestly you seem so fluent in English, I didn't even think about the possibility of it not being your first language. I'm learning Spanish for the 3rd year, I can say the dummest things perfectly but as soon as you ask me to hold a normal conversation? I stutter and mess up everything. You can definitely tell that It's not my first language. I'll find a beta reader one of these days, especially with the Discord server I'm setting up for people in the Undertale/underverse community! It's going to be for artist, authors, fanfic readers, and people who just like undertale. I've been working to get it all nice and shiny for when people do join :) I'm really excited, so I hope people join it.
EEEE THANK YOU! I was going to make dust get dragged along by ghost pap by his hood, but I liked the simplicity of this one :). I would probably stare at ghost pap for uncomfortable amount of time, asking myself if I can really see a ghost outside my door lol. You should always sleep when you need it dear, I'm fine waiting for another day or two to get a message back if it means you are resting <3
OH! YEAH THATS ME :) I've gotten a lot of that recently so I was kind of worried people were mistaking me as the author for a different fic, but I can only find one undertale fic with the name “home for lost souls” 😭 I feel all fuzzy when it happens. OH MY GOD 😭 I swear I laughed so hard I cried when I read “cuz I was worried bout ya physical and mental heath” I WHEEZED. Was it really that concerning? I thought It was cute 😂. (also, that's home for lost souls Mutt btw, thought I should show my boy some love <3) I might make a better version of it soon, since the anatomy is a little wonky. Now you know my dirty secret mwahahaha, I write many a fanfic and I'm proud of all my babies, despite their flaws. AWW thank you, that means along honey 🥺💕 I promise you will meet Christopher in the next two or three chapters, I just want the guys to have a little MORE attachment to reader first, something that makes them care about her in a way that isn't just because their souls are compatible, you know? That way the hurt is even better 😈.
Rain naps are where it's at for me, I don't ever sleep like I do when it rains. Especially since my window is right beside my bed, so get to hear the pitter patter a lot better. Thunder scares my cat, poor baby, Ive never let her go hungry, or get hurt, but she is still spooked to death by thunder. She hides in the most awful of places in out house to hide unless I come get her and hold her close on my lap with a bunch of blankets on my room. One of these days we can have a sleepover and ill make you the best sleepy time tea you've ever had, it always helps me with the headaches I get when I first wake up too! We can play on my Nintendo switch too, I just bought the year pass of online, but nONE OF MY FRIENDS HAVE MINECRAFT or any if the other games I play :’) they were the ones who talked my into getting online too. I do love daydreaming, some people call it maladaptive daydreaming? I call it future planning for my current works 😌. Ooooo! That sounds lovely, have you ever considered writing? Maybe even just headcanons? You have really cool ideas!
My days have been stressful and busy but I'm making it through them, it's lobor day so I got today off, I spend most of it sleeping in, and the first thing I did when I woke up was respond to you, so I'm hoping the rest of the day goes okay as well.
Sleep well dear, I hope your days get better and you have a wonderful week <3
(EDIT NOTE: you can start sending your asks to my other blog @sketchydyslexic instead of this one. Just to keep my page art/writing related.)
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fanfictin · 3 years
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Liz flicks through the Clone Wars for interactions between favourite disaster dad/brother and anger child and also maybe his ‘snippy?’ padawan
1-2
“Anakin, where are you?” said in the most long-suffering voice as obiwan holos anakin and ahsoka in their ship not following orders
1-3
“I hope you know what you’re doing, anakin” “Well, if I don’t, I won’t be around to hear the I told you so” “That’s reassuring...”
1-4
Subtly has never been one of your strong points, Anakin.
Everything I know, I learned from you, Master.
(why does obiwan keep saluting every time he runs from grevious)
You know we have GUNS. You can shoot back ANY TIME. -Anakin
(anakin still calling obiwan Master gives me life)
(also disaster gang really do call each other by Snips and Skyguy, huh)
1-5
“Still here, Anakin? When was the last time you slept?” (FUCK yes,, my favourite trope) [...] “Since then, he vanished.” “Well, unlike you, maybe he’s getting some much-needed rest” (the SASS. the CARE.)
1-6
“Suicide is not the jedi way, Master” asgfgdhkslfhsdalafl out of context that’s hysterical
(anyway none of these episodes are connected i have no idea what the fuck is happening or just happened at any point)
FINALLY some hurt/comfort. the classic “I’ve got a bad feeling about this” and blackout. nice.
awwwww ahsoshka trying to cheer up anakin and anakin just “you can’t replace r2″ i mean he’s right
Ahsoka has a green saber!! bless. love that.
1-7
Rex IS calling Ahsoka ‘Sir’. love it.
“Where’s R2 when i need him” awww ani
okay Grevious’ bodyguards are WAY harder to kill than that,, do you know how many times i have done that level in lego starwars,, I--
“Besides, R2 is more than a droid. He’s a friend.” 0,.0
1-11
ObiWan and Anakin their typical -anakin from the ceiling- anakin: oh it’s you obiwan: This is how you thank me for rescuing you? and THEN-- How am I supposed to become a jedi master if I’m getting caught all the time At least you’re a master of getting caught HYSTERICAL
it’s just Them on a mission. much love. i’m crey. they work so well together. “Why do I even try” that’s the obi wan exasperated abt his padawan that i know and love. crey.
BICKERING WHILE THEY CRASH LAND A SHIP. LOVE.
rock fall!! oh they’re fine. okay well the banter is pretty good and brief panic. 
Anakin, when I tell you to run, Run. Master! You’re alive! And where is your lightsaber? It got knocked out of my hand. By a rock? Yeah. By a rock. You know what would be helpful? A little light. Certainly. -obiwans lightsaber doesn’t work- Silly thing. It was working just a minute ago. You don’t suppose it was hit... by a rock, do you? -obiwan dramatically points a finger and is abt to give his padawan a piece of his mind-
Anaking running away while Obwan is chill,, perfect. ObiWan helps at just the right time. they use the force together to put it down. PERFEDCT.
They get poison gassed and ahsoka rescues them and they just say it was fine I LOVE IT OH MY GOSH DISASTER TRIO
oh my gosh they knew the drinks were poisoned or whatever and switched them and they look so SMUG abt it--
okay write it down, 1-11 absolute favourite 
1-12
okay never mind, they were drugged and wake up together caught. typical.
obiwan holding anger anakin back from yelling at count dooku. amazing.
“Do control your protege’s insolence so I can concentrate” “Anakin.” “WHAT” “Control your insolence. The count is concentrating” THE SASS
oh my gosh a very unusual trio. Dooku just like “I would kill you both rn if i didn’t have to drag your bodies” not bc they’re his enemies but bc of the banter and sass
getting electrocuted then immediately breaking each others bonds and fighting back. yes.
1-13
heck yes. anakin saving everyone and getting hurt himself? ahsoka going back for him? fuck yes. my shit.
so anakin does get hurt. badly. and WHY did i not find this on tumblr?? also,, ahsoka calling him anakin when he’s unconscious? fuck yes.
“I’ve certainly perfected the art of demolishing ships and getting my master killed” oh ahsoka you did so well dear one. she loves her master so much.
Rex does call ahsoka ‘kid’. i love.
the weak person just abt waking up and trying to get up bc danger and the one watching over him being worried and defending him? another favourite trope.
1-14
ooooo a straight up continuation. nice. anakin “you’re still too injured to move” oh the drama
an injury CONTINUING to impeded a character afterwards?? whoa. anakin rlly is the chosen one.
oooo stealth mission, this is exactly how i play a stealth thing like this!
LIGHTSABER GO WOOSH WOOSH BUZZ
1-15
snow time. pls let anakin complain abt the snow. someone get cold. pls. that’s all i ask. but either way, it’s anakin and obiwan mission time together again!
summary: that guy was dumb and i’m glad he died
1-16
anakin smashing several windows to get to obiwan in another tower. yes.
“How did YOU get over here” “I improvised”
1-17
“You seem a bit on edge” [...] “So yes, I’m a bit on edge!! Why aren’t you?” “I’m better at hiding it.” eyyyy
THEY WERE TALKING ON THE COMMS AND THEY JUST RAN INTO EACH OTHER IN A CROSS CORRIDOR and ahsoka just like “Master?”
disaster gang stop a virus and they’re all fine. ..good for them.. i gues.. just kidding, i love them
obiwan trying to calm anakin down abt padme and ahsoka but also knowing that anakin is rlly worried
“You just destroyed 17 defenseless battle driods without suffering a scratch” “18 actually”
1-18
“It was a trap Snips. It wasn’t your fault.” “Take heart, little one. That’s the reality of command” oh anakin you’re almost a good master
1-22
anakin gave his lightsaber to padme as a joke and now he’s trying to fight eithout it lol
he got shocked out and caught lol and padme is like hm can i show affection for an unconscious jedi without ppl thihnking hes my husband
“Please Ani. Wake up” wakes up like okay anyway let’s leave
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okay it’s gone midnight and i have work and uni interview tomorrow,, that’s s1
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Casonverse Expo
ok so after you see this you Cannot save it. the whole thing about the casonverse is that its solely “oral” and memory based. i cannot write down “rules” to it or anything. this post Will be lost to time and youll just have to deal with that
ok so. we begin. our story. w/ an explanation on how ectobiology has been going on earth c. basically, every once in a while to increase genetic diversity, a babeh between two of the original founders is created randomly, and said founders get to decide if they want to adopt that babeh or not.
now its been a very very long time on earth c and all of these bitches are immortal. yep. every single one. even the non godtiers, they get an immortality boon for winning the game. you know whats also a boon? all of the players getting revived. yep. every single one. because this is my au and i can do what i want.
anyways as i was saying basically at some point a babeh between john and karkat is made and this time theyre like “yeah ok well adopt this one” SO. they be goin there. and the ONE TIME they decide this is the right time the baby is fuckin BROKE. the internal organs of trolls and humans dont mesh very well when the genes are combined in the ectomachine, and this baby is basically just dying very slowly. this baby isssss Casey! well, shes not named that by her parents, but well just call her Casey for now.
john and karkat do their fuckin best to keep this thing alive but her tiny baby body is completely dysfunctional. and doesnt last very long. This is Traumatizing for Everyone Involved. anyways!! a pretty long time after that we have Cason and Jones. they were spawned at the same time. Jones is rose and kanayas horrible ectospawn, and Cason happens to be another equally horrible spawn between john and karkat! they decide to adopt this one, and fortunately it lives. This was Their First Mistake.
but before we get into Cason, lets get into Jones. Jones is,,,, very socially awkward. in fact, she often comes off as creepy to everyone else. this makes her very clingy towards her mothers, who arent That terrible at parenting. theyve got quirks, but theyre good for her. Jones doesnt really have any friends, except this Totally Cool and Not at All Dangerous cult she gets dragged into! this is the second secret shes ever kept from her mothers. the first is that shes the one who keeps bringing snails into the house. Jones likes snails, but shes not good at taking care of them. she just keeps bringing them into the house and feeding them her snack. her snack is rat poison. snails like and digest rat poison safely. snails! she likes them.
ALSO APPARENTLY SHE CAN SEE GHOSTS???? yeah lets get into that. see, Casey becomes a Regular Ghost after she dies. not a dream ghost, just a plain ol ghost. and anyways, shes around the same age as everyone else if not a year older due to Ghost Rules now, and Cason is the only one that seems to be able to see her. and then theres Jones. Jones is absolutely stunning to Casey and yes she falls so hard in dokis. but Jones is trying to ignore the fact that she can see ghosts. it makes her feel like even more of an outcast. ooooo drama! anyways those two have their own background plot going on about fighting eldritch gods or something idk.
LETS GET BACK TO CASON. see. Cason. is The Worst. like, genuinely. ever since he was a kiddo, he was a completely spoiled brat from day one, and spent his childhood Looking Down on People for multiple reasons. for one, hes the son of TWO FUCKING FOUNDERS AND RAISED BY THEM, two he got away with EVERYTHING, and three i think its just in his nature. Cason prides himself in being knowledgeable and better than everyone else, but he is not like Other Egomaniacs((tm.))
Cason doesnt necessarily care about being liked, even if he WAS a great manipulator, or being the best at Everything. he couldnt care less about sports or popularity. all he wants, is Control. just like hes had since day one. This is Terrible for Everyone Involved.
but most terrible for anyone, is Tippie Piyjon. Tippie is terezi and nepetas ectospawn, which, really started it all. now, terezi and nepeta are not horrible people, or even necessarily horrible parents, but theyre just not suited for it. Tippie raised herself on romance novels and the like, especially after being sortve taken in as a goddaughter by karkat almost immediately after she was born. and, because of this, she got to meet Cason very early on. there was hardly ever a day where the two werent around eachother, whether they liked it or not. in school, at their own house, wherever. now, being around Cason of all people all the time, meant you knew exactly how he operated.
and well, Tippie figured that, maybe, if she was just good enough, she could change him. and Cason used that to his full advantage. the two became moirails, which was Fucked Up for Everyone Involved, and grew ever closer. now Cason, being Cason, was Extremely Emotionally Abusive to Tippie. she had to do what he asked, whatever it was, even if it wasnt morally right, she had to stay by his side, she couldnt cry in front of his parents, she had to get good grades so he wouldnt look bad, so many damn things she had to do. even if he never once laid a finger on her, her mental health was, slowly but surely, chiseled down.
every attempt at defying him was met with such coldness, or hed act more warm towards her, so surely she was doing something right and had to keep going. just had to be good enough. hell get better eventually. Cason earns the title of #1 Gaslighter Extraordinare. the only place she found any solace away from him was grubscouts, which she joined on her own terms when she was very young, and at the time was a camp counselor even! this lasted. for so many years.
Cason is nineteen whenever i depict him, and Tippie is seventeen, but very nearly eighteen. eventually, she cant take it anymore, and snaps at him. usually this doesnt last, and he would manage to calm her down eventually, but shes fucking Tired of it. he hasnt changed. not even a bit. well. Cason cant have that, now can he? the first time he lays a hand on her, he slaps her across the face. Big Mistake. though terrified, Tippie lashes out, and claws Casons left eye out, making a terribly deep gash that would leave him permanently blind in that eye whether or not he got treatment.
this scares the SHIT out of her, and Tippie runs off, for the first time, to her mothers. as she cries, she recounts how terrible everythings been and how she didnt mean it and shes sorry and- theres nothing to apologize for. its very clear, that they shouldve stepped in sooner, shouldve noticed something was wrong. meanwhile, Cason crawls home to his own dads, who are rightfully spooked seeing their son with a horrifically bloody face and a gouged eyeball. they only had a second to try and comfort him, before he snapped at them, showing a bit of his true nature to them for the first time, and also, terezi showing up behind him. after a thorough explanation which was mostly just a few stern, if a little tearful words, Casons parents are completely mortified. karkat quickly kicks him out in an act of raw emotion. no chance to grab clothes, or for john to interject, Cason is left outside, alone, and with absolutely no power left. what will he do?
theres also other characters but theyre like babies so they dont have much characterization and also arent very important to the story. but here they are ig:
owen, jade and daves child. hes like, 3. he likes sticks and playing in mud. hes 3 what more do you want from him
siyren, aradia and feferis kiddo. shes like, 6. she likes ballet, arts and crafts, and being snooty
damien, eridan and solluxs kid. hes 10, likes calling people slurs over xbox, and overcompensating since his parents waited so damn long to adopt him after his slimebirth
killer, who named himself, aradia and sollux kid. hes like 11 or something. he likes being edgy and has the same issue as damien. in fact, all but siyren have this issue
toga bitch, who i have currently yet to name, aradia and eridans kid. shes 12. she likes earth rome and chilling in public fountains. a burgundy whose violetkin
wemon wemon, who is also currently unnamed, feferi and eridans kid. hes 13, the oldest. he likes earth lemon demon and horror special effects
carrie, feferi and solluxs kid. shes like 11, likes dance dance revolution and earth 9s
rosie, calliope and roxys bab, whos a baby. jane is also her mom
ben, tippies far future carapacian bf, who likes boring shit like birdwatching and scrapbooking. malewife supreme. a very soft dude, and just wants to help his gf w/ her trauma and join her grubscout troop on earning badges. just a great, if boring guy
notkonyyl, just as unnamed, a notcanadian oliveblood who enjoys going to the gym, frequenting bars, being cool, flirty, and defending her moirail to the death
notkuprum, haha unnamed, is a human, and the moirail to notkonyyl. he likes things like being annoying, flirting with everyone taller than him ((most people)), the nintendo switch, and defending his moirail to the death
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yaypinecones · 4 years
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Here are fan made fetch moduses. They’re not mine but it gave ideas what they would look like and write my own descriptions. Feel free to use them as you wish :)
Camera Modus: It can take pictures on one focused object to 35-50 cm away on the fetch modus card camera (top right). After taking a picture, it would create a clone of the object on your captchalogue inventory. It can be a great practice to take pictures, just don’t take pictures of yourself.
Settings:
Instagram mode- It doesn’t really do anything special except put any radon filter in your fetch modus over what it displays. It’s dumb, but hey it gives you a ton of likes. likes actually don’t exist in your modus or an app for it.
Snapchat mode- I’m not sure why you would need filters to captchlogue an item. If you use this one, I definitely recommend the dog or flower crown filter.
VSCO mode- It’s more about the aesthetics to be honest. Not for those who dresses up in long over sized shirts with a bunch of poofy hair ties and purposely drop their water bottles to make weird noises
Limit: can take 10 film inventories, more than that can eject the last inventory. The object you want to captchalogue has to be on the cameras focuse or else the picture would look blurry and would not clone the item.
Book Modus: A simple modus that comes with a actual book. When you captchlogue an item, it would gives you their description and their captch code. It would also receive a page inside the book as it could give more its abilities, uses, history, common location, and combinations with other items. Pretty useful and it’s possible to captchalogue the book itself. You don’t wanna carry it around all day.
Settings:
Academic mode- Yup all that math, science, language arts, health, and history you’ve read for school is coming back to you. What sucks is these books are the books you’ve read before when you were younger...so they’re probably out dated. Which sucks.
Encyclopedia mode- AKA Wikipedia, Dictionary, or Thesaurus if you want to call that. Basically find what word you want and look through the entire book to find what it means or what’s similar to it. I doubt you want find the amounted of pages it has because it never ends. Sometimes too much words can lead you the short end of the stick or just completely lost.
Journal mode- A thought of someone their own writing to collect their ideas and observations. You can make your own journal if you want. Like writing down what your doing or your grocery list. Actually just write what it feels like to you.
Magazine mode- Now we’re on the good stuff. Good stuff as in gossip and trends. What? At least there’s something to entertain yourself than looking through those stressful words every single to time. You just need to relax and read the latest celebrity gossip. OooOo.
Newspaper mode- Wait how can there be a newspaper in a book? Well at it lets you know what happening daily in other places or locally. Contains huge headlines, unnecessary words, really big photos, and a lot of advertisements.
Limit: There’s no storage limit on this fetch modus but it’s recommended to have 12 items. Unless if you want to have a bunch of words thrown into you to the point it becomes a encyclopedia. Also item eject? What’s that? Uh oh.
Money Modus: This lets you store any item but you have to access the item by inserting a specific amount of money. It is very different in every item. Isn’t it a mix of an ATMs and a shop? I don’t know, but at least they are in a reasonable price. This is not meant for cheap scapes. Sometimes the capchalogue item is has the similar price to real life price list. [Ex. A real life a fridge cost $1,000-2,000]
Settings:
Currency change mode- Your not sure why people need a specific currency. This setting is so stupid, it makes you wonder who needs this?
Bank mode- Yes you heard it right, you can store money in this fetch modus. It’s great for people that has no where else to store their money. This can be your own personal piggy bank.
Limit: This has unlimited storage. The bigger and expensive the item, the more expensive the price you need to access the item. The more you store items, you need to spend a lot of your money. No, you cannot argue the card to lower the price ya silly goose.
Mask Modus: A modus where you wear many persona’s. The mask are in variety in colors that represents a certain character. You can also type a certain personality on your own personas. To capchalogue an item, you have to match a certain persona that matches or similar to the item.
Limit: The maximum storage contains 16 items. Over 16 items would refuse the recent item unless you remove an item or combine one of them. If successful, the item would be capchalogue and freely gain access with wearing a mask. If your didn’t match a right mask or was unsuccessful, the modus card would eject the last item you capchalogued at you.
Binary Modus: You can summon any item by converting the letters into binary coding. This modus must be navigated manually and you can also search for item numbered too.
[Ex. 01001001 01000011 01010101 01010000] Wait a second...Eww man.
Limit: Unlimited storage unit and when summoning an item, it has to be a real thing. Sorry but no bear-cat-rabbit-elephant thing or completely made up words  would appear. Especially, you can’t summon huge items like a building or the sun. That can just break your modus. Please limit yourself there buddy.
Dominoes Modus: No, sadly you can’t order pizza. When you capchalogue an item, many dominoes from the card spill out and you have to assemble each and every domino to the other.
Limit: there are 6 inventories you can capchalogue. Nothing more, nothing less. More than 6 would eject the last item.
Dartboard Modus: You can freely capchalogue an item, but retrieving an item can summon a dartboard. You need to throw a dart at one of the rings or bullseyes. The less important items are on the large farther rings and the more important ones art in the smaller rings and bullseyes,
Limit: you can store 82 items. Now that’s a lot but you need to have good aim. Hitting the center of the bullseye can randomly give you an important item for the future.
Prey Modus: When an item is capchalogued, it would spawn a small animal. These animals would depend on what the item is. if the user wants to get the get the item back, they will have to fight and kill whatever creature the item has been allocated to. once the creature is dead, the item appears
[Ex. a computer mouse would spawn a weak mouse (ayy)]
Limit: You can only store 8 slots and over more than 8 can have an animal come out depending on the item. Hopefully you don’t eject any important items. Anything important would release an animal that is not a prey or maybe a replica of the first guardian.
Shuffle Modus: Every time you capchalogue an item, it changes every second with other items you also capchalogued. It can be lucky or unlucky depending how your going to draw this.
Limit: It can hold as much as any items. The more you add items, the more frustrating it gets to retrieve the item you want.
Backpack Modus: This modus can store items by the cards weight which is also a backpack. You can simply open the backpack to retrieve and item. You can capchalogued the backpack itself, but I don’t think your fetch modus can handle the weight you put into there.
Limit: Feel free to store the amount of junk you can carry as it can weigh you down. It acts like a normal backpack. What else should I say?
“Stack” Modus: Haha no, it’s a Massive Ejection Modus you fool. It may look like a normal stack modus but can intensity eject massive amounts of items at once that are multiplied by 100. Once you want to retrieve it, 99 copies eject violently from the captchacard and explode out of your card. Its mostly going to destroy mostly anything and injuring anyone near you.
Limit: Basically you only have one slot inventory and that’s sad. Is this modus even legal!?!? Ejecting 99 items at someone can be potentially be a strife specibus. Just saying.
Wardrobe Modus: This modus can capchalogued any articles of clothing. Attempting to captchalouge something other than clothing will result in said item being sent somewhere you can no longer receive. This is pretty useless like the other mentioned modus we talked about.
Settings:
Hat mode- A place where your hats can live in harmony with other simpleton hats.
Earrings mode- Fancy, expensive, or cheap earrings can come join.
Glasses mode- Look at you nerd. Or cool kid. Whatever you are.
Shirt mode- Look, there are many things you can put on there. The most likely to be over flowed.
Pants mode- Or skirts, shorts, or anything that goes on your legs
Socks mode- A hell place where all sinful gross smelly socks and clean socks go.
Shoes mode- Just don’t put those dirty shoes on the wood. Keep them clean and dry.
Limit: you have unlimited storage and only meant for clothes. This is perfect for people that don’t know where else to put their seasonal clothes to. Summer, fall, winter, spring, you name it.
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ooooo 30 thru 40 evens only please
so specific i love it
30)instrument you wish you could master?
saxophone it sounds SO cool also it’s pretty
32)strange interests?
hmmm i would sort of call warrior cats a strange interest. bc it is just a book about wild cats lol 😭 other than that, i love like super creepy drawings of dogs and wolves like they scare me but in a fun way they are fun to look at. most other types of horror are too much for me lmao but that stuff is COOL. it makes me want to write a story
34)food you eat when you’re lazy?
currently obsessed with those doritos that are just takis ripoffs. they’re called like dynamitas or something. i can’t eat takis bc they’re potentially cross contaminated with nuts 😔
36)do you have any impulsive movements?
oh yes i am so jittery i like shake my leg as opposed to tapping my foot so that it doesn’t make noise. i cannot stop doing it 9/10 times if i have to sit still i am going brrreeororkeiekejejej
38)right brained or left brained?
hm this is difficult bc like. both? i love art and drawing is my favorite hobby and i love to write and listen to music but i also like science and that’s what i’m gonna be studying in college. so both. maybe more so left brained tho??
40)light or heavy blankets?
HEAVY i like the weight and i am always cold
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Surprises (13)
I think this is actually set up as 16 chapters, maybe an extra one so we’re not that far off of the end wow! I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing this and I hoped you’ve all liked reading it:))
Warnings: There will be swearing, mature themes, mentions of alcohol at times, and mentions of sex. I will update warnings as I go if needed.
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Azriel could not stop smiling. Afterwards, he’d left with a kiss to her forehead, going to the bathroom to clean up and when he came back, she was already asleep. He’d expected her to be fully dressed, but nope, not his Ellie. She was laying fully nude still on top of the sheets, and so he’d simply grabbed a blanket before joining her and covering them both.
It had been around three hours since then and sleep had still not pulled him under, he was just watching Elain’s face while she slept and occasionally letting himself run his eyes over the expanse of such beautiful naked skin. She was amazing in every way and now he knew what he’d been missing. Whenever he was with other girls, it was quick and to the point and if he was being really honest, not much fun at all. It had only ever been about getting off with them, but with Elain, he’d wanted it to last, he’d wanted to make it good. He thought that he might have only been able to give her something quick and mildly pleasurable, but it was far from it. The way she’d touched him was like nothing he’d ever felt and gods, did he want her hands everywhere all of the time. The inexperience of it made it better, made it real. She didn’t fake her moans or breathy pleas; she didn’t pretend to know what she was doing. The way she’d looked at him, as if he was the most precious thing in her world, made him want to live up to that.
He wanted a whole lifetime of this, not just the sex. But to be able to hold her, to fall asleep with her, knowing she’d be right by his side the next day. People would say he was naive and a fool for thinking such things at eighteen years old, but he knew what he wanted. He wanted that life with the girl he loved, with their baby, and thought of it made his heart feel full to bursting.
Looking down at her now, Azriel knew he would never find another girl as perfect as she was. Never find anyone who came close to this thing they shared between them and he was going to hold onto this for as long as he could.
He let the tiredness set in as he settled next to her, watching as she turned to adjust to the movement, her back against his chest and her skin warming his where they touched. His arm wrapped around her waist, hand cradling his baby, and finally allowed the darkness to swallow him.
oOoOo
Elain woke to a tickling sensation running across her skin, starting at the top of her spine and down over her ass, where little circles were traced on her thighs before it retraced its path. Her eyes opened slowly and she was met with familiar hazel ones gazing back and she realised the tickling was Azriel and his gentle fingers.  He smiled when he noticed she was awake but didn’t stop the movement of his fingers and gave her kiss, that when she tried to deepen it, he groaned and pulled away from her.
“Not so fast, sunshine, we have things to do today.” She huffed before burying her face back into her pillow.
“But I want to stay here, in bed, with you.”
“You have no idea how much I wished we could, but my mother text saying she managed to get you and the girls the day off of school, but I have to go.”
Her head shot up then, completely forgetting about school over the weekend they’d had and noticed the clock only read 7:00am. Why the hell had he woke her up so early?
“You have two hours, why in the gods are we awake Az?”
His expression turned sheepish as the tickling stopped and he layed back down beside her, “I wanted to know you were alright and I have to take you back to mine before Nesta kills me.”
“Why wouldn’t I be alright?” He not so subtly glanced down low before meeting her eyes once more. Oh. Oh.
“Are we going to have this conversation every time we have sex?”
“Every fucking time, Elain. I won’t hurt you again. I won’t.”
Elain couldn’t help but watch as he took his hands away and rolled onto his back, baring all that tanned skin. Her mouth dried up at the sight because gods, he was beautiful.
Shut up, stupid hormones.
She reached out to him, to touch, to hold, to do anything but before she could, he took hold of her hand and brought it to his face, placing little kisses to her palm and then held it against his cheek, closing his eyes. His fears would always be there, she knew, but she didn’t want him to feel that way. To be scared of himself. And so she told him what he needed just then;
“I’m alright, truly alright. Last night was perfect. You were perfect, Az.”
When he opened his eyes again, she could see the tears forming but he didn’t let them fall as he said, “Come on, love, time to get dressed so I can drop you off with Feyre and Nes. The boys will shoot me if I’m late and I don’t feel like listening to Cassian’s ridiculous jokes today.”
Elain rolled her eyes, knowing that she’d soothed that worry enough for now and slid out of bed to take a quick shower. Once she stood there was another groan, but this time it was much similar to the night before, and it was then she remembered she was naked. Turning her head over her shoulder she saw Azriel biting his lip and a pillow strategically placed in front of him. She smirked as she said in a voice she thought was quite sultry, “If you hurry up we can share but the offer only stands for so long.” She gave a wink before continuing over to the bathroom and let out a squeal when she was lifted and was slapped lightly on her ass.
“I’ll have no teasing from you, Miss Archeron.” He said it with a growl and she felt it everywhere and couldn’t help but laugh.
Life was good, especially with him by her side.
oOoOo
When he pulled up outside of the house, the others were already stood outside waiting, Cassian whispering in Nesta’s ear which made her smack him over the back of his head and Rhysand was placing little kisses all over Feyre’s face, who he could see was trying very hard not to laugh. Azriel was out of the car and around the other side within seconds after cutting the engine off in order to open Elain’s door for her. She rolled her eyes at him and swatted his hand away when he offered to help her out of the car. “Go away, you mother hen. I’m perfectly capable of getting out of the car.”
He let out a small laugh at his new title and said, “I know you can do it El, I just like to help, that's all. And also I just like the excuse to touch you.”
She pressed onto her tiptoes and gave him one, two and a final chaste kiss to his lips before pulling back a pressing one to his nose. “I know.”
He could only watch as she walked away from him and both of his brothers came down to the car, Rhys standing next to him as he had called shotgun and Cass grumpily walking around the other side to sit in the back. Before walking back to the driver’s seat he shouted over to Elain, who was now sandwiched between her sisters, “I love you, both of you!”
Nesta smirked as she retorted, “Come on Az, I know I’m not your favourite but it’s not fair that Fey gets love and I don’t!”
“Fuck you, Nes!” He flipped her off as Cass laughed while getting into the car and Rhys blew a couple of kisses before doing the same. Just as Azriel was about to drive off he turned his head to the window just in time to see Elain blow a kiss into her hand and throw it. Leaning his arm out, he pretended to catch it, bringing his hand to his chest before leaving.
Not even ten minutes into the drive to school and Cassian couldn’t hold himself back any longer. “So, how was last night, dearest brother?”
“Eat shit Cass, I’m not telling you anything.”
Rhys laughed at that as he changed the station on the radio and replied before Cass could cry about not getting answers, “Leave him be you big buffoon, we never as-”
The words were cut off by Cassian yelling from the backseat. “Azriel, there’s a goddamn truck. Move!”
All of his instincts screamed protect, protect, protect, and so he spun the car to the right, taking the impact away from his brothers.
His last view was Rhys’ panicked face and the sound of Cass yelling before everything was swallowed by darkness.
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*jumps into the void* you can’t find me here so therefore I cannot be killed😏
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The Peaky Designer - Cillian Fanfic, Chapter 16
Hello, welcome back. Below is the next instalment of my fanfiction!
Leave a like or a comment if you liked it, or if I can do anything better! Please, it would mean the world and to understand if anyone is enjoying my writing. Also, sharing/reblogging would be even better.
PLEASE READ:
I will not be including Cillian’s family as it’s kinda weird since he has children lmao. Just a mention of his parents and a previous lover.
I will indicate in a chapter if there is smut in the beginning and before the actual scene!!
I will add trigger warnings if there is any!!
There is a variety of levels of swearing during a chapter, I will not hold back, everyone swears.
The timestamp for the Fic is now 2016 and onwards!!
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Background: Gabrijela Babic is a Croatian girl from Sydney, Australia. She is born in the year 1991 on the 24th of December. She studies a Fashion degree in a University with a major in Game Design as well. Her teacher in the fashion designer class managed to nail an Internship on the set of Peaky Blinders with the shows very own Costume Designer, Allison McCosh. There, she travels to London for under a year to learn how to be one, working alongside the actors as well the man she admires, Cillian Murphy. But, her platonic feelings for the man begins to grow into something more, and she wonders whether she should pursue them or let him go for fear of her strict parents and her three older brothers…
Characters:
Swantje Paulina as Gabrijela Babic (swalina on Instagram)
Cillian Murphy
Word Count: 3,497
!!Warnings!!: Major sex scene at the end. 
Date: January 2017
Chapter Name: One Last Time
Brief Chapter Outline: Cillian and Gabrijela spend their last day together doing whatever they can before they end it with some heated passion...
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Cillian's brother dropped them at the airport before he bid farewell to them both. It was another early morning start but they had to get home as early as possible so Gabrijela could start packing and figuring out what to send via post. They checked in, wandered around the airport for a bit and ate before they headed through to the boarding gate. As they sat and waited, Cillian had his arm around her shoulder, his cheek against her head that rested on his shoulder. 
She scrolled through her Instagram, she remembered he had caught her on her fandom account and she was red-faced when she showed him what she posted. It was a multifandom account, and she posted various textposts, fan art and the like of her favourite books or TV Shows. "Still makes me chuckle you posted such old photos of me with those funny captions or whatever you'd call them." Cillian murmured. She rolled her eyes, "Shut up. I was and still am a dedicated fan!" "Well, now you are more than a fan to me." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Mhm." She tilted her head back and kissed him softly before she resumed her scrolling. But before she was going to tuck her phone away she came across a photo in the explore section of the app. "Oh, good god." She whispered in shock, "Cilly look." She showed him a photo of them both. It was more distanced but blurry so you couldn't make it out who she was really. It was when they were waiting at the airport coming to Cork. "Who took it?" He looked at it, frowning. He knew she wouldn't post anything of their relationship online, they had a talk about it and she was super respectful about it. "No idea. Just says someone had taken it. Maybe it's from Twitter." She felt worry ease into her. She hoped there weren't other sneaky photos of her and Cillian online. She never really said she was going overseas to her online fanbase either, just to her close friends back at home and the ones she made at Uni. "I'm sorry." He said as he ran his hand up and down her arm. "What for?" She looked up at him, confused as to why he would apologise. "For that." He gestured to the photo, "I should have been more thoughtful of those things." He began to let her go. "Cillian, no. Hey," she took his hands as she faced him, "I knew that something like this would happen on the end. I don't want it to ruin what we have." She didn't want him holding back on her when they were out in public. "I don't want you to be plastered all over the internet, either." He squeezed her hands. "I mean, my face is already on the internet. My accounts are not private." She shrugged. "I'll take a look on Twitter but... It doesn't bother me much. Unless you don't want the word going out about you being with someone." "I don't really like the idea of people being too into someone else's life. I'm just concerned about how it would be interpreted by everyone." He said. "Mm. I agree. They can be quite cruel. I've seen how people can react to their idols being with someone else... But again, Cillian, I don't want to like... Not be romantic when we are out in public. I want us to be just us, holding hands and all that. I couldn't care less what online haters would think about." She cupped his jaw. "Are you sure?" He asked. "I am. I can handle it. Besides, if there is an issue, who cares hm? They don't know us." She kissed him lightly. "If you say so." He said as his arm went back around her and they resumed their position. He would still be worried either way.   It was time to board and they detached themselves from each other and picked up their bags. They lined up with the other people, holding hands. She would not let the online images hurt them. When it came to showing affection, she didn't want to hide it. "Um, excuse me," Someone tapped Gab on her shoulder. She turned to see three girls looking at them keenly, "Are you dating Cillian?" She asked, eyes darting to their held hands and to Cillian who also turned to see them. They seemed quite surprised at the sight of Gabrijela, she could see it in their eyes. Cillian had replied instead, "We are. Why do you ask?" "There are rumours online, uh, photos popping up. The fans are uh, going crazy about it. Kinda a big deal, cause no one um... well expected..." She trailed off when Gab and Cillian turned away to get through the gates. Gabrijela gave Cillian a little giggle as they stepped through and headed down the hallway. "Seems like more photos." He said, frowning deeply. "It's fine Cillian, don't stress." She squeezed his hand. They got into the plane and took their seats, this time he was beside the window. The whole ordeal started up again but Cillian comforted her, and she settled faster with his gentle and caring words. She cuddled him throughout the trip, the turbulence was pretty bad as they went through a storm. He wrapped his jacket around her shoulders and made the scarf that she stole from him as a pillow on his shoulder. But after an hour and a half or so, they landed safely and got off the plane. The girls that spoke to them before seemed to follow them. "We got a bit of a party following us," Gabrijela said to Cillian as they headed towards the many taxis that waited. He glanced over his shoulder and chuckled, "It seems so." He hailed down a taxi and got their stuff into the boot before he held open the door for her. "Tough they won't see much anymore." She laughed and got into the car and he got in after her. It was nice to be back home now, they headed upstairs and she laid on his bed, "Ooooo," She groaned, "Cillys bed... So good." She giggled as he crawled up over her, laying down on her but not enough to crush her. He kissed her neck, "You miss it?" He asked. She giggled, "Yeah I did." She turned so she was now looking up at him. She leaned up and kissed him, "We gotta keep moving though. I have to go back to the apartment to pack up the remaining things there and clean up." He nodded and got off her. They had a quick bite before they headed over to her apartment. They packed up whatever she had left behind into his car before they cleaned up the place. She threw out most of the old food that was left behind. The apartment was just like how she came to it. She had taken off the sheets to and left them as a neat pile. She left a wonderful card and a wine behind for the owner of the apartment before she finally said goodbye to the place. Heading back to Cillian's home, she spent it packing up her stuff. But she kept most of her souvenirs in her suitcase all wrapped up in clothing. She didn't want to send it via parcel. She had packed the majority, leaving out her new set of clothing for tomorrow. Every other bits and piece was easy to just shove into her carry-on. Cillian came up the stairs to see how she was going, "Damn you are quick," He said. "Yeah. Just need a scale to weigh the bag." She said. "Got it." He went to the wardrobe and pulled out the scale. They weighed and she had some more room to add a few more clothing in. Now she had two small piles of clothing to send off. "Let's head to the post office now." She said and they headed off. They did what they had to do, and she made sure she was to pay for the fees of the parcel. Since it was a nice day, Cillian decided to take her out to St. James' park to have brunch. He had a blanket in the back and they headed in a nicer part of the park, a little secluded. They set up and Cillian went to a nearby cafe he liked to buy them food. In the meantime, Gabrijela spoke to her dad on the phone and listened to him ask if she had everything packed and whatnot. He would call her in the morning before she would leave as well. She laid back on the blanket, a hand over her tummy. She listened to the hum of the city and the voices of people around her. Cillian returned with a bag, "I'm back. Bit of a hold-up but I'm here." He grinned as he sat down beside her. She sat up, "Thanks babe," She smiled and helped him take the stuff out. "Whatcha get?" "I got us both eggs and bacon, I got you hot chocolate as well. I also got capers for myself." He said. "Thank you," She leaned over and kissed him deeply. "Love you." "Love you too," He said and pecked at her lips before they both dug into their food. They finished up and Cillian disposed of their rubbish before he came back and they laid back together. She snuggled close to his chest, his arm around her shoulders. "I'm gonna miss this," She said, stroking his chest. "Same." He played with her hair, running his fingers through it. "You gonna miss me?" She looked up at him. "Of course I will. So much." He cupped her face. "I will make sure we can talk as much as possible, video and all." She said, leaning up to kiss him. "Sounds good." He murmured, kissing her back. They held each other for a bit like that, totally in their own world as they kissed slowly. They finally broke apart and packed up before he went back to the car to leave the blanket and came back to her. They took a walk around the park and Cillian listened to her talk about how she was going to dread going back in for the last year of her University course. "I've been doing good in my game design as well, so I might see if I can get into that." She said. "Not costume designing?" Cillian asked. "Dunno, I enjoyed it but... I was quite stressed. I don't like the feeling." She laughed softly. "But I'll see." They came back to the car and headed home. When she stepped through the door, Cillian closed it and then pulled her against him. She gasped, "What are you doing?" She laughed as he began to pepper her neck with kisses. "Kissing you." He said, his hands resting on her hips before they snaked up to cup her breasts. "I think you want more than kisses, babe." She moaned softly as he gripped them tightly. She was pushed up against a wall, "Cilly." He kept fondling her breasts, then began to unbutton her blouse and discarded it aside. She smirked and pushed her ass against his crotch, then began to grind against him. "Mmm babe, you like that huh?" She purred. His hands returned to her hips, "I do. Keep doing that love." He watched how she moved against him, his hands now moved back up her sides before he turned her around and kissed her deeply, his fingers tangling in her hair. She moaned as she gripped his shirt, lifting it up before she pulled it over his head. "I want... I want you to use something on me." She blushed, running her hands down his soft skin along his arms. "Yeah? What is it?" He kissed her again. "It's in the bedroom. Let's go there." She took his hand as he picked up their shirts and headed upstairs. She opened up her suitcase and pulled out a black bag. Then she held out an eight-inch long vibrator that was a sparkly purple. "I'm going to be honest, I've never seen them in person." Cillian laughed as he came over, taking it from her. "No?" She raised a brow, "Then where did you see it? In porn?" She brushed past him and laid on the bed, smirking. "Maybe." He chuckled and turned to her, "So you want me to tease you with this?" He turned it on. "Yeah." She nodded, parting her legs despite still got her pants on. He brought it to her crotch, and held it against her and watched how she let out a moan. "Mmm, let's take off these pants first." He said as he waited for her to take her jeans off and throw it aside. He got on the bed, kneeling between her legs as he returned the vibe to her core. She sucked in a breath, gripping the sheets. He had it on a low setting, stroking her up and down through her panties. "Ah..." She laid back, eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling. "Cilly..." "We should turn it up now, don't want you to enjoy this too much." He said and turned it even higher. She gasped, bringing her legs up. "No, keep them down." He pinned them between his thigh and calves. She whined. Cillian continued to tease her, letting the tip roll over her clit which caused her back to arch then he dragged it back down and then inserted the toy into her. He pushed her leg open with one hand, eyes flicking from her core to her face. "God, Gabrijela." He loved the pleasure on her face, the need and desperation in her eyes. "Cillian! Please! I'm close!" She whined, twisting the sheets in her hands. "Not yet, love. Hold on for me." He said and pushed the toy in and out of her. He let go of her legs and leaned down, and wrapped his lips around her clit and began to suck hard. Her hands shot into his hair, the vibrations of the toy was intense and he kept pushing it against her g-spot. "Fuck! Cillian! Cilly!" She bucked her hips, her screams loud as she came, arching right off the bed. He kept going till she was done, groaning softly as he pulled the toy out, seeing how slick it was with her climax. "Fastest climax ever." He chuckled, kissing up her thigh to sit back. She panted, "I need you in me, Cillian. Oh god." She shook her head. "Mm, but you asked me to use this on you. So I will." He mused, "Lay on your side." She moved to her side as he got behind her, an arm went under her head and locked around her chest. He brought the vibrator back to her clit and began to tease her once more. "N-Not right after a climax! Fuck!" She stayed still for him, she wanted to be good for him. But she couldn't help but buck her hips. "Be still, love. Don't move too much." He kissed her neck, sucking on a spot. She whimpered, clinging to his arms that were around her, god he was relentless as he continued to prod and poke her sensitive clit. But then he decided to push it into her and she arched her back a little. "Cillian!" He claimed her lips once more and kissed her as he thrust the vibrator inside her, she was super slick so it moved in and out swiftly but he could feel when she clenched her walls the vibe got stuck. Gabrijela reached up and dragged her fingers through her hair, "I need you, Cillian, I want you inside me. Please." She begged, rolling her hips. "Yeah? How bad?" He tugged on her bottom lip. "Really bad, Cilly. Please don't make me wait." She could feel his hard cock press against her ass through his jeans. He let out a grunt and got her to hold the vibrator inside her as he pulled off his pants. Then he was back up against her, and removed the vibrator, "Tuck me in, love." He nibbled on her earlobe. She reached between her legs and found his waiting cock, "So hard, baby." She giggled and positioned him to her entrance. Then she tugged him and he was inside her in one swift movement. They both moaned in unison, "Hold your leg up, Gab." He kissed her neck then to her shoulder. She lifted her leg up and he placed the vibrator back on to her clit. She cried out softly, and he felt her walls tighten around him. "Mmm fuck, Gabrijela. Do that again." She nodded and clenched her walls, she could feel every hard inch of him, especially when he started to move. "Shit." She gasped. He kept his eyes focused on her face, enjoying how tight she was and how he managed to drag those cute little sounds from her. He thought about how lucky he was to have her as his girlfriend. He had wished for someone to come into his life and here she was. Here they were, making love. He loved her, truly, he loved her. He could not bring himself to think of any other woman but her. And his heart would hurt when she was no longer warming his bed. Gabrijela looked up, seeing the pure love and devotion in his eyes. "Cillian, I love you." She said through a moan, "I love you so much! Oh!" She could feel her climax start to build again, and this one was gonna be a big one. "I love you too, beautiful. Oh fuck, I love you!" He kissed her hard, pounding hard into her, the bed shaking a little. He will miss her. So he threw aside the vibrator, turning it off and laid her on her back and pushed right back into her with a groan. Her legs locked around his thighs and her arms around his back, her nails digging into his skin. "Fuck! Mark me Gabrijela, fuck." He cursed and kissed her again as her nails scraped down his skin. He moved fast and wild, all he wanted was to please her. Make sure she would feel this for days when she would return back to her home. "Mine!" He cried out, "You're mine, Gabbie." "All yours baby. I'm all yours." She cupped his face and kissed him passionately but it was messy as from his fast thrusting. "I'm gonna cum, Cilly. Oh god, don't stop. Oh please!" Cillian worked hard, panting hard, his moans loud and cracked occasionally before they got faster and faster before his climax tore through him like wildfire. She screamed out his name as she came with him, she felt his warm load fill her inside up as she clenched and locked him in as she finished with him. After some moments they calmed down, but he stayed on top of her and inside her. His head was tucked into her neck and kissing her flushed skin. She ran her hands up and down his back slowly, admiring the curves of his spine and the divots of his muscles in his shoulders. "My handsome man," She whispered, her fingers returning to the nape of his neck and playing with the soft curls of his hair. He let out a soft chuckle, "My beautiful woman." He said as he raised his head to look at her. "My love." He touched her cheek, stroking her skin with a thumb. "I love you with all my heart, Cillian." She said, leaning into the touch. He gave her that breathtaking smile and they kissed for some time, and when they managed to get their breath back they got back into lovemaking. It was slow and gentle, then hard and fast with many different positions. Any position that had her against his body. After they have worn each other out, they bathed and then spent the rest of the afternoon together in his home. He pulled out his guitar and sang for her, then made her the best dinner ever, watched a cute romantic film before they drank red wine in front of the fire. They never parted from each other, every minute they wanted to be close. And despite being worn out, they made love one more time in front of the fire. She rode him till he came twice in her before he lifted her up and carried her to bed. He laid her down and they cuddled naked, she faced him and snuggled into his chest. Today was a wonderful day, and she would remember it forever. "I love you," She said in the dark. "I love you too," Cillian replied, kissing her head before they both fell asleep holding each other.
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the-astro-ace · 4 years
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Love Yourself Challenge
I was tagged by @spiritofcamelot!  Thank you, friend! 🥰
Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!
Ranked from Fifth to First because why not
5. Perfect Harmony in a Stranger’s World (Merlin BBC, Elyan/Percival, 17846 words)
When Arthur and Gwen leave to attend a conference in Nemeth, Elyan is appointed Regent and tasked with running the kingdom while they're away.  But between disputes over a chicken, lords who never liked Arthur's common born knights, and others who will do anything to gain his approval, Elyan finds he barely has time to even think.
But luckily for him, Percival is right there with open arms and ears, and maybe an open heart as well.
Written for the Merlin Rarepair Swap, I was EXTREMELY EXCITED when I got my recipient because they requested two ships I had been meaning to write for: Percival/Elyan and Gwen/Arthur.  I admit that this didn’t have as much Gwen/Arthur as I had originally hoped, but it was really fun getting a chance to write from Elyan’s POV and to explore how characters would react to a situation if Arthur, Gwen, Merlin, and Leon aren’t around lol
(I also had way too much fun writing the chicken drama alksdjflkajsdfjlkasdjklf)
4. I Draw Back the Veil and I Say a Prayer (Merlin BBC, Gen, 848 words)
Gwaine blinked after them.  What were they fighting over?  Why hadn’t they closed the rift yet?
And what did they mean-?
A cold feeling sunk over him and his heart skipped a beat.
Human sacrifice had opened it.
Was that what it would take to close it?
ANGST.  THIS IS JUST - NOTHING BUT ANGST. I had had the idea for a few months, but I couldn’t think of a way to stop myself from turning it into a giant WIP.
Then inspiration struck: just have it from the POV of the person who is dead at the end.  Bam.  Can’t keep going if they’re dead alskdjflaksdjflkasdf.  So I sat down and wrote this in an hour and a half - which is a MIRACLE for me because I’ve had fics that are this long that I have had sitting around for MONTHS because I haven’t finished them yet alksdjflkjasdf
(Also, and this is just between you and I, I’m hoping to do a Merlin/Lancelot follow-up fic to this one.  But no promises lol)
3. In Eyes Once Familiar (Merlin BBC, Merlin/Gwaine, 3091 words)
The plan was simple: make his way through the lower town to reach the citadel, position himself to climb the walls during the changing of the dusk guard, enter silently through the window to approach the target from behind, a quick slit of his throat, before leaving the way he came with no one the wiser until they found the body.
In, out, done.
It should have been easy.
So why then, as the assassin stood at the gates into the lower town, did he feel an impending sense of unease about the task set before him?  Why then, as he stepped through the gates and into the city, did he feel like he should go somewhere else within this city first?  See someone else first?
MORE ANGST.  BUT THIS ONE DOESN’T RESULT IN ANYONE DYING :D 
(At least...no one over the course of the fic itself 😶)
This one definitely has room to follow-up/continue, and I do have a couple ideas, but we’ll just have to wait and see.  I was doubly excited because the song I have titled this one after is one of my favorites, and I was ECSTATIC at the chance to finally use it for a fic.
2. The Coronation of the Once and Future Queen (Merlin BBC, Arthur/Gwen, Art)
An experiment with art: I wanted to see if I could digitally create something that looked like stained glass.  It took a lot of finagling and a lot of going over things over and over, but I FIGURED IT OUT :D  And what better thing to depict first than Gwen’s coronation?  I am still very proud of this, and it is by far my post popular work here on Tumblr
1. A Time of Joy (Merlin BBC, Arthur/Gwen, 5588 words)
Gwen’s lip quirked – ever patient even when her husband was being dense.  “I suppose for now.  And for the next few months.  And maybe again in the future, if we’re lucky.”
Arthur still looked confused.
But then his eyes widened in sudden understanding, and he glanced between her face and her stomach multiple times.  “You mean – you’re-?”
Ironically, this one isn’t Merwaine :OOOOO.  WHAT?? Shocker I know - if you’ve talked to me about Merlin for five minutes you know Merwaine is my OTP yet SOMEHOW my fave fic I’ve written in the last year isn’t about them alksdjflkjasdf.
But, it’s about my second favorite ship so close enough 😆
Also written for the Merlin Rarepair Swap, with my recipient requesting Arthur/Gwen and Merlin & Gwen.  I find myself rereading this one at least every couple weeks.  Just GAH Arthur and Gwen getting to finally be parents, a soft Golden Age AU - IT’S SOFT OKAY and I love it and them 🥺
Honorable Mentions (Because tbh I love a lot of my works lol):
The Spaces Between My Fingers (Merlin BBC, Arthur/Gwen, 2394 words)
Six Months After (Merlin BBC, Merlin/Gwaine, 1844 words)
I tag @mistbornhero, @lionowlonao3, @merwaines, @devonshea5 and anyone else who would like to!  No obligation to, of course 🥰
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╰ ☀ ✧ ˖ PARK CHAEYOUNG. FEMALE. SHE/HER. ‖ YOU CAN’T RUIN A GROUNDED SOUL ‖ have you seen HANEUL HEO at the beach recently? i remember them being so BENEVOLENT, but they seemed a little BASHFUL today. it must be tough going through such hard times at only TWENTY. even then, they still remind me of CLOTHES SMOTHERED WITH PAINT, MESSY BRAIDED HAIR, EYES SPARKLING AT THE SIGHT OF THE STARS, SHABBY NOTEBOOK FILLED WITH SONGS.
hello there lovely bubs !!! im mara but before anything else i would just like to say how excited i am right now to write with y’all yes and now to introduce my daughter, who’s a shy, little flower and also pretty much hungry 24/7, heo haneul aka sky. below is a little something about sky, facts and wanted plots. so give this a like and i’ll come to your dms or maybe add me on discord for it’s quite easier to talk there and i’m faster there too. (  maraaaa#5329  )
okay first things first
prefers to be called sky
she is the younger sibling of jax
listen she’d do anything to protect her brother
despite of her family being wealthy, thinking she’d be showered with love, it’s actually kind the opposite and ended up putting set aside. 
regardless, she remained kind, sweet and grew independently yet still insecure
she loves her parents
she’s hesitant in terms of taking a risk
compared to her brother, sky is actually just an average student. she didn’t do well nor did she fail. she was okay
she’s more into arts and music
a big eater pls someone stop this child from eating too much like listeN this girl does those small dances whenever she thinks the food taste great like chill sis
she rarely shows her works though pretty much to people whom she trusts only if she shows you her work well dang you are pretty special esp with her songs
she’s quite independent
moved out of her parents place at the age of 18, so she pretty much lives alone now ( ooooooor maybe give her a roommate? :ooooo )
if you two are close expect some lame jokes and yes a pretty lame prank from her. she loves those but pretty much lame someone teach this girl the right way :///
she can cook
she loves the beach but not enough for her to dip into the water, there’s something about kids playing, screaming out of joy and playing around the beach that she found satisfying to watch though.
in terms of personality, you can find it here
and now for her wanted plots (tw: mention of drugs and smoke)
ain’t it fun?: muse is the exact opposite of sky and they keep pushing her to get out of her ‘comfort zone’ and to have some ‘real fun’. by fun, the muse meant clubbing, partying, and alike. not really the bad influence type but probably close? idek how to explain it bfkbrf but someone who would show her things and let her do things sky haven’t done before.
darker things: okay now this is where muse is actually a bad influence. she manipulates her into doing things that would actually bring her to ruins, that would make her grounded soul stumble drinking like there’s no tomorrow, drugs, smoking and things like that.
lean on me: muse cares deeply for sky and probably one of the reasons why sky remains grounded and standing. they could pass as a childhood friend too. they’ve been through thick and thin and until today. they’ve been there for her during her first heart break, literally someone who’s there for her since they one and muse will always stick up for sky and sky would forever be grateful for them. reason for them being overprotective will be up to you, either they see her as a best friend, a sibling or they secretly like her. it’s all up to you and is up for discussion.
best friend: they know EVERYTHING about sky and sky know everything about them too. deepest hurts, first kisses, literally anything and probably the first person she had ever shown her works. they would always be there for each other and stuff. also the level of trust she has for them is the same as the trust she has with her brother.
similar things: muse and sky both like the same thing; whether be it music or art, this is someone where she can freely share her works with and discuss it with them without being hesitant nor fear in her heart. they share their insights and honest critics with each other. a helping hand to be a better artist.
ex/first lover: pretty much the reason why sky is very hesitant and cautious into jumping into relationships nowadays. she loved loved loved and pretty much gave her all but ends up being dumped, also the reason why she became stronger than who she was yet whenever they’re around, something inside her still stings. she doesn’t know why but it does, probably triggers her insecurities. we’ll never know.
a stranger? or a friend?: muse is someone she finds very comfortable with, they’re nice and she enjoys their company. she doesn’t really know them but their presence is something she pretty much appreciates. probably someone she met during one of her late night walks or maybe whenever she decides to watch the stars in the rooftop and they just so happened to end up seeing each other every time until it has become a habit of theirs to meet and just talk or prolly watch the stars in silence.
i guess that’s it for now?? i’m pretty sure i’ll be adding more later on.
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warmau · 6 years
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{Special} College!AU Dowoon
major: character animation
minor: film 
clubs: frequents any club he finds interesting, but is never a permanent member. has done everything from surfing club to painting club to opera club
sports: did freshman soccer and then schoolwork took over his life LOL
dowoon is super chill - like he’s never ,,,, stressing out or getting super passionate about anything
he always has the same “life is good” expression on his handsome face and it makes people feel really comfortable around him
because he doesn’t seem like the judgmental or fake type
he doesn’t even have to try to make friends,,,,people gravitate toward him like he’s got some calm magnetic field
jae doesn’t get it - he thinks dowoon can be a real little shit sometimes (but jae thinks this about EVERYONE so,,,,)
while wonpil on the other hand flat out ADORES dowoon
nudges past youngk to sit next to dowoon when they’re eating lunch or running halfway across the quad just to say hi to him
wonpil just points at him like “my tall son”
and dowoon is like “im not your son, but do whatever makes you happy hyung”
the animation majors nicknamed dowoon the koala because he kind of does everything pretty leisurely, but at the same time look serene as hell
also whenever someone draws a koala they give it that calm look on its face,,,,,much like the always calm look on dowoons face
dowoon thinks its cute
but wonpil argues that dowoon is WAY more of a sloth than he is a koala
he choose character animation because he likes cartoons,,,,especially really silly cartoons
youngk or sungjin are always reading those dramatic webtoons or whatever but dowoon enjoys comic strips for quick, funny jokes
and he was always way more of a dreamer than a devoted student,,,doodling cute characters in the margins of his notes rather than jotting down his homework
traditional art like painting and sculpting were never in his interest either 
quite honestly he’d snooze whenever his class had to take trips to museums or when he had to take the class on human anatomy sketching
thankfully people liked him enough to nudge him awake when the teacher was looking LOL
he added film as a minor only because he’s interested in story boarding - a lot of his homework is actually done by wonpil and youngk who have vast opinions on cinema
while dowoon is like “uhuh, mhmm, oh ok i should right that in my essay? oh,,,,wait,,,you want to write my essay for me? i mean,,,well only if you want to,,,,”
is the drummer of night6 and decorated the back of his kit with small drawings
everytime someone points them out dowoon is like “i dont know how they got there ^_^”
totally a college student who owns a mickie mouse sweatshirt
totally owns mickie mouse pajamas that he wore to seminar once
messy haired boy with an even messier backpack
“hey,,,prof,,,i left my sketchbook back at the dorm!”
“did you bring anything to class dowoon?”
“,,,,,,,, my sticks,,,,,for drumming?”
 you see what i mean 
but it’s like lovable he’s like messy, dorky, and loveable
because he might not get his work in on time,,,,but he sure as hell gets his work in
and the glints of passion you can see on dowoon are secluded in his dorm room when he’s drawing 
or when he’s on stage drumming 
got a love letter from a fan once at a concert and wonpil was like ooooo romance~ love~ whats it say~ 
and dowoon was like
“it says i remind them of a bean sprout because im getting skinny and i shouldnt lose so much weight”
wonpil: “THATS touchig they care about your hea-”
dowoon: “THERES A DISCOUNT TO A CHICKEN PLACE IN HERE WOOOOOOOOO”
you know the rest of his friends are all like,,,,thinking a little about romance and love - wonpil is literally bursting with it while jae acts like he doesn’t care but lowkey writes all their songs about being lonely
youngk and sungjin too,,,,
but dowoon seems to think of romance as the last thing he’d ever need in his life right now
when people ask about relationships he assumes they’re asking about his friendships
and whenever someone shows interest dowoon reciprocates with absolute obliviousness
he’s just a fun-loving dude who likes to doodle and take naps in the library,,,,,,
that’s all he needs
and those naps in the library are how you meet dowoon
you work in the library, mostly just re-shelving and helping students find textbooks on reserve 
you envy the people who got desk jobs checking out books or helping with laptops,,,,,but at the same time you don’t mind the walking around 
it helps clear your mind
and one afternoon,,,,you were stuck in the least visited section of the library
there were new books to shelve so you were trying to figure out where they belonged when your foot caught on something 
and you almost ended up tumbling over whatever it was,,,,,,stopping yourself from face planting into the floor just in the nick of time
flipping over, you expected to see - a book,,,,a water bottle,,,someones backpack or something
but instead you saw a person
a boy,,,,,,with his legs stretched out and his head leaned back against the shelf
dead asleep
after a moment,,,you clear your throat and the boy jolts a bit
only to rub his sleepy eyes and give you a half smile
“is the library closing?”
he asks with a yawn
you deadpan “no, but you’re also not allowed to sleep in the bookshelf aisles.”
he doesn’t even seem to budge in response,,,,just stares at you with pool of dark brown
“oh”
oh????? is that all he has to say????
“and i just tripped over you, so you can see how it’d be a hazard-”
he slowly gets up, moving one limb at a time before he extends his hand to you
“sorry,,,,,,,,,ill help you up.”
you stare at his outstretched hand,,,but narrow your eyes and get up without his help
dusting off your shirt you give him a glare,,,,,to which he responds with the same dreamy half smile
“you can sleep in the student lounge on the second floor.”
with that you turn, taking your cart of books with you to continue your job
out of the corner of your eye you see the boy scratch the side of his head,,,,blink without thought at the things around him and then make his way out to of the aisle
you untense your shoulders,,,,,sighing
maybe you were too harsh or whatever,,,,but rules are rules and if anyone saw you letting him get away with it - it’d be your job on the line
although maybe you could have been less cold,,,,,
you shrug it off, not interested anymore in a student who you don’t even recognize as you continue working
you make your way over to the next aisle and just as you’re about to pluck a book of the cart you look down and 
there’s the same boy
sleeping
you straighten up,,,,staring at the top of his messy dark hair
you clear your throat,,,,but he doesn’t wake up
so you squat down beside him and use your index finger to poke him awake
he does the same little jolt and then turns to you
“hey”
“what did i say about sleeping in the aisles?”
he shrugs, giving the same goofy look to you
“it’s a hazard?”
you resist the urge to go “no shit” and instead motion for him to get up 
he does as told,,,,but gives you another half tired smile
“would it be cool if i went back to the aisle you finished shelving? i wont be a bother-”
“no”
he huffs, but the smile never leaves his face
he doesn’t seem fazed by your demands,,,,nor does he seem like he’s going to follow the rules
so you personally walk with him to the staircase and tell him again that the student lounge is free
he thanks you,,,,,,,,which makes you feel a little weird,,,,,and then disappears
you think about it for a bit,,,,,he looks like a slacker - or maybe he’s just the skipping class type
either way,,,,,,you hope you won’t find him in the next aisle
you dont,,,,,thankfully but when you arrive for your shift a couple of days later
you’re back in the same lonely part of the library
and just as you’re about to wheel your cart of books ,,,,, guess who you see
except this time,,,,he’s got a book over his face - as if he dropped it there right as he closed his eyes to sleep
you look at him,,,,crossing your arms
beside him is his open backpack,,,the contents threatening to spill out 
his hair is a little messy and peaks out from the book on his face and his pull over hoodie is thrown over his lap like some tiny blanket
you think for a moment that he must have been napping here for a while when you finally decide to lean over and poke him awake again
the books slides off his face and into his lap with a thump
he blink, coming to and then looks over at you
“oh,,,,,,,hey.”
he grins, you take note of his deep voice still laced with sleepyness
“didn’t i tell you a couple of days ago-”
he picks up the book and waves it
“i wasn’t sleeping,,,,i just,,,,dozed off while reading. i can read in the aisles right? that’s not a hazard?”
he innocently asks as you narrow your eyes
“listen,,,,,,i know you were sleeping”
he shrugs his shoulders up and down
“why cant you find somewhere else to take naps-”
you stutter over your sentence,,,,not sure even what this guys name is
“im dowoon, character design major.”
he puts his hand out for you to shake it and you stare at it
“ok, dowoon. you need to find other nap spots.”
he shuffles his hand around his bag and pulls out a tattered looking notebook
“i wont nap, i promise. ill just do some work and then i can stay, right?”
he flips it open to a random page where you can see multiple sketches and notes of different characters
technically,,,,students CAN study in the aisles of the library,,,,,there’s no rule against that
so you nod, going back to your cart of books
dowoon twirls a pencil between his fingers as if to send you off and then looks back down at his notebook
you go about your work,,,,but somewhere in the middle you get the nagging feeling to go check if dowoon really is working or did he rally go to sleep
so,,,,,,,you make your way down the shelves until you reach the one dowoon is in
and to your surprise he isn’t sleeping,,,,he’s actually drawing
and before you can make your quiet escape,,,,,he looks up and smiles
“wanna see what ive done so far?”
you feel a little embarrassed that you were caught,,,,but you nod and dowoon beckons you over
you sit down beside him and he shows you the new page of sketches he’s started
you stare down at one of them, it’s a bookshelf that seems to have come to life and beside it is a character
who looks familiar,,,,,
“that ones based on you,,,,,,i tend to be inspired by those around me.” dowoon says absentmindenly
and you look closer,,,,,shocked that even in such a small cartoonish drawing - there are details about it that do resemble you
you’ve only seen dowoon a couple of times but you’re shocked that he could remember just how you looked and compress it into such a cute drawing
you look up at him and he pushes the pencil behind his ear,,,seemingly content with what he’s gotten done
“well,,,,,as long as you’re not sleeping.”
dowoon nods, taking his book back “nope, plus i have class. see you around.”
he slips it into his bag before getting up and waving as he disappears out of the shelves
you sit there,,,,still thinking about the drawing,,,,,,and how maybe you had misconceptions about him afterall
dowoon does show up to the library again and again
but this time he doesn’t nap,,,,,he actually just spends time drawing 
which you actually come to really enjoy
he’s got such a simple, but fun style and he’s always willing to show you new sketches
and instead of him being that student who might get you in trouble,,he becomes someone you really look forward to seeing on your job
and after a bit of time,,,,you think dowoon feels the same way
just from how excitable he gets when you ask to see something and the cute smile he gives you when you push the cart past the aisle he’s in
in one way or another - you feel connected to dowoon,,,,you guys up in this section of the library,,,,,,,just the two of you
plus,,,,,,,,when you catch him sleeping again you let it slide - maybe because you’re sorta friends now
but also because you notice just how handsome he is when he’s asleep, pretty long eyelashes resting on the skin of his cheeks and the slightly curled dark hair that falls a bit into his eyes when he tips his head forward
but then,,,,,,,you come to work one day and dowoon is sitting in the aisle,,,,,,with someone else
they’re flipping through his notebook, giggling and pressing their shoulder against dowoon’s
you don’t know why,,,,but it makes you feel a bit ,, out of place
dowoon looks up just as you try to escape and calls you over
“i drew some more stuff for my class final, that character you like is in-”
you give a curt nod,,,,,,,and dowoon seems to falter when you turn away and shove your cart out of the aisle
but,,,,,,,he doesn’t follow you or anything
and when you find yourself aggravated,,,re-shelving books with way too much force then intentional
you ask,,,,,,,,what are you so upset over?
it’s probably a classmate,,,or a friend,,,,,,or a significant other
the thought of dowoon being with someone isn’t that baffling when he’s got this odd, calming charm to him
with a great face as an addition
but yet when you go up there the next day and dowoon is alone,,,,even then you don’t feel the urge to talk to him
but,,,,cold-shouldering dowoon is hard
not because you feel bad but because,,,,,after you ignore him for a whole week he just,,,,doesn’t show up anymore
and you think well whatever, right? now he’s gone and it’s not like you two bonded deeply or anything
but instead of dowoon in the aisle,,,,you find,,,,,,,,,,,
“im wonpil, you must be the one we’ve been hearing about.”
you look at the guy in front of you,,,,he’s definitely shorter than dowoon and his eyes have a different passion about them
“um,,,,im not sure what you mean?”
wonpil throws his hands up in the air and goes “dowoon! he hasn’t stopped talking about how he made one of the librarians mad! he’s all mopey about it too!”
you hush wonpil, his voice getting louder and remind him that this is still a library
and if anything you aren’t mad at dowoon,,,,you just had to work - this is your job after all
but wonpil doesn’t falter
even in a whispering tone, you can tell he’s still strung up about this
“WELL dowoon thinks you are mad! and believe me, dowoon doesn’t much care about how people feel about it him so you must mean something special.”
you open your mouth to argue but wonpil shakes his head
“no no you don’t GET IT- sorry indoor voice right,,,,,but dowoon has never shown an inkling of interest in anyone before,,,,,you’re,,,,,,you’re the first person he’s ever based a character on too didn’t-”
you pull back a bit, surprised “but,,,he told me he’s inspired by those around him?”
wonpil shakes his head, “inspired sure - but he specifically said he created that little cartoon to see if you’d like it. dowoon draws for himself, i cant even BEG him to make a little doodle for me but for you he’s-”
wonpil is talking a mile a minute and tbh most of it is going over your head at this point
because you don’t understand,,,,,,,you thought you were just another person to dowoon
just that librarian who nagged him before for sleeping in the aisles - but,,,,but now all of a sudden this random friend of dowoons is telling you ,,,,you’re something more??
“please just assure me you’re not mad at him.”
“im not,,,,,” you clutch your books closer to your chest and wonpil sighs
“ok. good. ill tell him and hopefully this is the beginning of something beautiful. gosh i just want dowoon to be in LOVE ALREADY”
you hush him and wonpil quiets down as he pulls his phone out and exits the aisle
you stand there for a bit,,,,,,,,but then turn to ask what the heck wonpil means by ‘love’ but,,,he’s gone
and although the whole thing stays on your mind,,,,work takes all of your attention
and when your shift at the library ends, you’re walking back to the main building of the college to get some late night studying done
when you hear someone call your name
you turn to see dowoon 
he looks like he’s just rolled out of bed,,,,wearing baggy overalls over a shirt you’re sure he’s owned for the better part of his life
he’s also got house slippers on which confuses you,,,,,,,did he like,,,,,run here in those?
“wonpil said he talked to you,,” dowoon starts
you nod slowly
“sorry he’s such a weirdo,,,he acts like my mom sometimes and i dont get it ,,,,”
you look down and wait for dowoon to get to the point - the point as to why he’s here after your shift in his damn pajamas for all you know
“he said you’re not mad at me,,,,so i hope i can ask you this and it’s ok,,,,,,,,,do you have time this weekend?”
“why?”
“the animation major is having a film festival thing and i wondered if you’d want to see mine,,,it’s really short like,,,,a minute and a half but y-you’re in it so,,,,”
the shock must be apparent on your face because dowoon is like oh but you don’t have to-
but you agree
you tell dowoon to tell you when and where and you’ll be there
but just as dowoon finishes giving you the details, he seems to want to ask something else
but you hurry off before he can
and the entire time you try to study you keep thinking about what dowoon means,,,,,,,you’re in his movie?
the film festival is really small, it fills up only one of the classrooms but it is filled to the brim
dowoon is surrounded by a group of fellow students, you recognize one of them as the person who was sitting with him in the book aisle
but you try to not let it bug you as you take one of the “free snacks” offered on a tiny table in the corner
dowoon only spots you when the films are about to start and he’s pulled away by a professor before he can come and say hi
you sit there, watching all the different cute films made by all the students
and they’re all amazing, you’ve never been much of an animation fan but the effort put into this works is amazing
and then,,,,,you see dowoon’s name flash across the screen
‘the magic of the library’ is the name of his piece
and it starts off with a character asleep in one of the aisles - until the walking bookshelf accompanied by the character who resembles you wakes him up
and taking his hand,,,,,,,,shows him the wonder of the library
dancing books, spinning desks, computers flashing with smiley faces
and you look at the characters - that are so obviously you and dowoon holding hands
and when it ends,,,,it is as short as he says,,,,,,you catch dowoon’s eye
he flusters when the clapping starts but you see that he’s got doubt on his face - an emotion you’ve never seen
and so,,,,without thinking
you make way through the students and up to dowoon
“did you like i-”
he starts, but you just lean up and press your lips to his cheek
the boys around him all gasp and dowoon turns to color of a lobster but goes 
“i,,,im glad you liked it,,,,,,”
“and you! THEY LIKE YOU DOWOON!” 
wonpil’s familiar voice comes from your right and everyone in the room goes “SHHH” as the next film starts
you take dowoon’s hand and he squeezes it as you two make your way out of the cramped room
and dowoon goes
“can you kiss me again, sorry i just want to know it happened.”
and you do it 
but then dowoon chuckles and go, “sorry - again. i want to feel it again.” 
and you’re like boy stop playing around
BUT it’s cute because now you and dowoon know your mutual feelings and,,,,,even though wonpil will probably not shuttup about it if you two go back in there
you’re content with that
but also wonpil’s like wanna ditch this festival and go on a date? and you’re like wont you get in trouble with your professor?
and dowoon shrugs like “it’s worth it”
dating dowoon is a lot of just,,,,,,doing normal things together 
and wonpil absolutely LOSING IT over how cute you two are
like you’ll just be sharing a drink and wonpil has tears down his face like dowoon,,,,im so happy for you,,,,,,
it’s wild - but you get used to it
dowoon is a drifter - he likes trying new things but never gets attached to them for too long
like he’ll invite you to this club he found on campus about flower arrnging
and you’ll be like it was super fun! and dowoon is like mhmm, next week lets try rockclimbing
which you’re not really opposed to,,,,dowoon looks like the laze at home type but the reality is that he is super curious and likes to learn whatever he can
which you love about him 
it’s always an adventure,,,,,,,,but that doesn’t mean he’s opposed to just cuddling on a rainy afternoon and ordering food online
but - with you it’s different for dowoon
he is in it for the long run and he values your interests a lot,,,,,,,
which is new for him, aside from night6, he’s not really close to anyone
but you are the center of his world,,,,,what you like - he’ll like too because he does wanna support you
and when he asked youngk for fashion advice for one of your dates youngk was so shocked he asked jae if dowoon had a twin brother or something like was this really happening
dowoon is still dreamy though
you guys will be walking somewhere from class and he’ll see one dog across campus and be like i gotta go pet it
even if he’s late for a class
and you have to be like no no no come here e have to go to class and dowoon is like but :( puppy :( 
sometimes you’re the only thing keeping him on track to graduating LOL
you also really like watching dowoon practice the drums
he’ll always try to get you to play something and you’re like i cant and he’s like it’s easy to smack the drums
and you’re like thats not how it works babe
and he’s like that’s what ive been doing and it’s been working SO
dowoon doodles you in his notebook but is too embarrassed to show you 
you are dowoon’s first real serious relationship and so sometimes he’s a little clutzy with romance but you don’t mind
especially when he gets shy about trying new things ,,,,,, physically
but it’s dowoon - with his big warm body and cute as hell face
in your head you’re like he could do anything to me and id be fine with it but ofc dont say that outloud because the one time you did dowoon almost had a heatstroke 
you wear anything that shows skin. dowoon goes into a blushing frenzy
wonpil was convinced before you that dowoon didn’t have the capacity to be jealous
but one time when wonpil was leaning his head against your shoulder and being you know,,,,wonpil
and dowoon literally picked him up and dragged him away 
you: oh so strong
dowoon: <3
wonpil: dowoon. dowoon put me down. dowOON
also you don’t really know it but dowoon thinks that a lot of the stuff you do is super adorable
like you once told him you love the library because you love the smell of new books
and he was like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,you’re the cutest person ever
and you were like hmm and he was like nothing huh books right
dowoon is a sucker for you combing your fingers through his hair,,,,any chance at it he’s like head in your lap and you’re like ok ok i know what you want
for your first anniversary for 100 days he forgot to get flowers so he drew a photo of some flowers and was like,,,,,,is this ok
and you were like ,,,,, how are you so darn cute
still gets fan letters professing love to him and he’s like oh. now i get it they like me and jae is like yeah dude
but dowoon shrugs and is like too bad im taken 
dowoon couple matching bracelets (which wonpil is jealous off and wont admit it)
dowoon is the type of love that seems simple and sweet but the reality is that dowoon has never had someone special
and having you has really changed his outlook on life,,,,,like it’s dramatic and sappy to say that
but he’s grown because of falling in love with you and tbh when you ask him 
when was the moment he started liking you
he shyly admits that he thought you scolding him in the library for sleeping was super cute
and you’re like what how
and he’s like i like,,,,someone who tells me what to do 
you, blushing : o-oh ,,,,,this is good information trjkdlsfj
dowoon lets you wear his hoodie and ur like u should wear one too its cold
and hes like babe,,,,if im being honest,,,,the one you’re wearing is the only clean one i have,,,,,right now,,,,,,,
date: you and dowoon at the school laundromat with him sketching to pass the time and you reading
but you look up every now and then to see if the machine is done and also to kiss when no one else is around ,,,,,,,,,,cute
he’s a soft boyfriend who thinks of a cute nickname for you but is too nervous and shy to say it outloud so he writes it down on a piece of paper and shows it to sungjin
and sungjin is like “you’re nervous to call your own significant other,,,,,,,honey?”
dowoon, ears red: “i dont want to come off corny like you sungjin”  
day6: jae | wonpil | youngk | sungjin by group: bangtan | vixx | got7 | nct | kard | monsta x | seventeen gg specials: amber | momo | irene commissioned: iu | chanyeol | hongseok | baekhyun 
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