#PLEASE just learn what a romance novel is and accept that you don't like them i am begging

[xeeroo08]

Astro Observations 《2》

Disclaimer : I am not an astrologer so please take these observations with a grain of salt. Plus I have noticed, I ranted a lot here so please bear with me. It's only for fun.

♦️ Mercury could indicate what kind of genre/content you like to read. For example:

Mercury in Taurus/2nd – Cookbook, rom-com, finance, fashion magazines.

Mercury in Leo/5th – Children's story books, Tales, quizzes, riddles, Adventures books.

Mercury in libra/7th – Romance novels, fashion magazines, pamphlets, brochures.

Mercury in Scorpio/8th – Non-fiction, Thrillers, mystery, smut.

Mercury in Sagittarius/9th – Encyclopedia, Rom-adventure, historical books, Atlas.

Mercury in Pisces/12th – Spiritual books, inspirational, Autobiographies.

♥️ Pluto in 11th house is a big Best friend crisis placement, if you ask me. In this, you can never be anyone's only bestfriend and no one can be your bestfriend. Friends are a lessons in your life. They come, you transform each other in some way, they go. Nobody stays long enough. Their definition of best friends is tricky, because– "We have known each other for 6 years but we haven't talked since 3 years, are we still besties?" To these people, Instead of feeling betrayed or petty, accept it and move on.

♦️ People with Asteroid hobby in their 11th house might like to do coding or other technical work. Technology and social media plays a major role when they are free. They might even share their hobbies with others on social platforms.

♥️ No matter what the reputation says, Sagittarius venus are the most hardcore lovers. They also don't mind a bit of possessiveness in the relationship. When I say possessiveness, they don't want to hear how you will lock them up in a castle for the rest of their life if they try to run away from you. Whereas, that might be a fantasy for some but its not for Sag venus. They will purposely take the next immediate flight and be gone for good. What they actually want to hear is how you will chase them to the moon and back. And no matter where they go, you will always be there to embrace them with your open arms. All we Sagittarius people need is to feel grounded not caged.

♦️ Asteroid Lie aspecting Neptune could make very imaginative and fluent liars. Sometimes it won't make any sense but you will still believe them because they lie with such a honesty and projection that you are forced to doubt your own judgment. Their lies are very descriptive and they make them on the spot. They appear dreamy as if they are not lying but living their own reality. Sometimes it comes handy to them but sometimes it backfires when they forget what they lied about for no reason.

♥️ Aquarius Rising got nothing on Uranus conjuct ascendant. Look, I get that Aquarius is ruled by Uranus but honestly I can't relate to the stereotype when they say Aquarius risings have a unique fashion sense. Being a Aquarius rising and having Uranus in first house I personally think it fits the Uranus conjuct ascendant more. Yes, I like to stand out but my fashion sense is not that unique. I like it different but simple. My brother has a 12th house Uranus conjuct ascendant and he is a uranian more than me. He wears the most unconventional outfits at very wrong timings. He has a very unique fashion sense and he remains fixated on it until the last moment. Man... and he still pulls it off effortlessly. I could never do that.

♦️ Asteroid Sharp (5426) true to its name could indicate the area of your life where you excel the most and are quite attentive. You also learn and grasp those parts quickly. For example: Asteroid Sharp in Aquarius means you are good with electronics,technology, innovating things. In 2nd house could mean you handle money matters very well. In 10th house, you make profitable business deals, bargains and have a good eye when it comes to trading something.

♥️ Have you seen a Mars in 4th house getting angry? They are never angry. Well, never angry enough to be angry. But be careful just because they are not saying anything for the past twenty minutes while you are chewing their head off doesn't mean they are calm. It means either you are someone they can't cross with for the time being or they are thinking of hundred ways to kill you without getting into jail. Good luck bby, these people are damn calculative and smart. They will let you walk all over them for a moment but later.... oh boy you will not even realize what hit you. And trust me, they will have a strong alibi.

♦️Venus in 10th house 🤝 Get them a man/woman with financial stability. They themselves prefer to be independent and classy in a relationship. But no matter what financial stability is a must for them. Maybe not the first but definitely one of the top priorities.

♥️ Virgo Mars people are really fond of ropes, handcuffs, belts, elastic things and all. Idk why my brother keeps checking their strength when he encounters them. Hmm...sus

♦️ Saturn in 1st house could mean you were forced to grow up too early. You had many responsibilities on your shoulders at a young age and faced a lot of difficulties expressing your weaknesses. You might also be the person in the family who is looked upon and respected the most. No decision is taken without your consultation because you are considered to be the wisest of all.

♥️ Pluto in 3rd house, don't tell me your school life was easy. Either you failed a subject, were bullied for no reason, had abusive teachers, teachers who always picked upon you, unstable attendance or your family could hardly afford your studies.

♦️Scorpio/8th house Mars and their gazes. God, please don't stare at me like that. I get chills. There was this girl in my class. She used to stare at people a lot, that too bluntly. We thought she was creepy. But later after knowing her, she turned out to be really sweet and pretty decent girl.

♥️ Moon in 3rd house, very very curious people. They need to know everything there is in this world until they are emotionally satisfied. My 8 year old cousin asked me where do babies come from? She also added, don't say from God.

♦️I don't know about other Pisces placements but Pisces venus, they do have a thing for foot. Trust me on this, I had a deep conversation about this topic with my cousin who is a Pisces venus and because I didn't want to go with stereotype judgment, I had to make sure it was true. But it can vary from person to person tho.

♥️ Saturn in 2nd house people could come from a poor household or used to be financially unstable. But trust me it doesn't stay this way throughout. They usually face many difficulties with money until they don't at all. Karma always pays off and most of the times they live a very satisfied life. Very down to earth people. They don't fear poverty either.

♦️8th house Virgo are suckers for hygiene and perfection. But can be quite freaky in bed. Or the complete opposite of both. They can also have a guilty conscience after sex or masturbation.

♥️ Chiron in Capricorn/10th house can be very hard on themselves. These people often feel incompetent when it comes to their professional life. They can be insecure and anxious if things don't go their way. For them being unemployed is much worse than being heartbroken and it can be destroying.

♦️ Saturn in 6th house placements have an unimaginable disturbed mental health. They don't show and it seems as if no one sees it either. They pretend that everything is okay and no one can tell that it is not. Sometimes they are not even capable to share because people around them make them feel as if they are not supposed to. They often feel restricted when it comes to their emotions.

♥️ Now this is kinda funny but I have noticed some of the people having Sagittarius in fifth house or prominent Sagittarius/Gemini placements come off very lively and enthusiastic when it comes to kids. They also have a thing for irritating kids in a funny way to the point they start crying. Then they laugh it off.

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[uyuforu]

Can you give more details on his Venus Libra, please? As in...is there any other placements in the chart that support "weak" placements (particularly in his chart and in general is it a thing)? Idk how to ask it correctly.

I mean, isn't it quite torturing for a person to live like that and never been satisfied with the partners and kinda not being able to fall in love with an actual person?

If not the placements how a person can fix it? Is it about shadow work/maturing or anything like that? Or it's written in the core of a person?

It's interesting because my Venus is in Gemini and all this relationship thing is kinda too...real and boring? Not a dreamy romantic thoughtful novel as I always portrayed it, duh 🤪

Jungkook's Natal Chart: Libra Venus in 9H, 17°

-> Hello! Thank you for your request! To be honest, I wasn't supposed to do this one lol but I'm currently in a café so I don't have my tarots with me lmao and I hate to draw cards in public. So I will do the Venus analysis of Jungkook in his Natal Chart! Hope you enjoyed :)

Venus in the Chart represents how you love, what you are attracted to and how you feel loved. This is a good placement to look at to know more about your love style and mostly also any red flags you could attract or even be! It makes you more aware of yourself.

Venus in Libra

-> Okay, so. Venus in Libra is a tricky placement to me. First, it just screams romance. Rom com love like. These people are just so so so romantic, you never saw that. But it's not like dramatic love, it's really poetry like love. These people, when in love, give the world to their partner. Libra is still an air sign, so they value freedom too. But their hopelessness has a bad side. First it can make them struggle to find love, as they wish to. They can expect too much, and be disappointed, and feel like they will never find what they are looking for. These people need to not mistake the imaginary with reality. So these people can go in many relationships, or more kind of situations hips. They can also date but find it hard to fall in love, because they really are waiting for "the one". They can also enjoy flirting, these natives can have periods in life when they just want to have fun. They are so charismatic and flirt like nobody lmao. Also, sometimes their kindness can be mistaken for flirting. They may always feel like someone have a crush on them? Or they really enjoy to have people falling for them, they enjoy seeing they affect people. They take good care of themselves, they love to look good and have compliments. Some people could see it as shallow, but they are really nice people. They hate injustice, and hate mean people. They need equality, fairness, kindness, non judgmental people to feel good in a relationship. Basically, a Libra Venus will provide you equality, gentleness, allegiance. But they require devotion, traditional romance, companionship. If you are not romantic, it's a no. If you don't love them enough, it's a no. But once they are happy and feel loved in their relationship, they are just such a cute partner! The kind of partner to just give you all their love, and I noticed these people have all the 5 love languages lol! And they truly believe love always win. They want someone they can show their flaws to and they will gladly accept yours in return. Also! Funny thing but people with Venus signs (Taurus & Libra) in Venus have a wonderful voice most of the times and it's easy for them to write beautiful things (so songs and stories for example). I know JK talked about how he thinks he is not good at it but I'm sure he has good potential! (Still with you for ex).

Venus in 9H

-> The 9H is represented by Sagittarius. For keywords, it has travel, wisdom, philosophy, religion, cross-cultures, foreign countries, learnings, etc. THIS is the placement I saw first that actually told me something: Jungkook doesn't care much about where is partner can come from. Let me explain. The Korean society is pretty strict on this, because of the fact their parents sometimes want to keep the bloodline pure, or it can also be them, language barrier, culture barrier, all of these things are factors on why Koreans (most of them, not all) have a problem about marrying or even dating foreigners. But it feels like Jungkook doesn't care much? She is a foreigner? She doesn't look like everyone else? They don't share same religion? If he is in love, he truly doesn't care. He may actually enjoy dating someone different from him, so even someone who is not famous or does a different job than him, he likes it. He is curious and enjoy the differences. He may love also someone smart who has a lot of knowledges, that it's school wise or even life's philosophy wise. JK has so much admiration for RM for example, I wouldn't be shocked if it would be the same for his partner. Her having a brain is super important. He also want adventures, a spontaneous person and someone he can teach stuff, but also someone who can teach him things. Someone who loves to travel is a good thing also. He needs someone happy, chill, who will make him less anxious. And to be honest, this placement makes me feel like someone spiritual would do him so good. And he way be interested in this because of this placement! This placement (Venus Libra 9H) is what makes me think of why he could have tried fwb and ons, this placement makes him want to experience things in life. He just want to learn, to see, to discover all possibilities, but without any judgments. It makes JK very independent when it comes to relationships. He loves his so and I'm sure he is the clingy type of bf sometimes (I'll explain in the degree part hehe), but when it comes to him as a person, he needs freedom. He needs freedom for work, for hobbies, for his friends, for his family but also himself. If he can't find it, he will either become distant or just break up lmao. This placement makes him more into marrying with a spiritual person.

17°

-> The 17° is a Leo degree! It represents attention, fame, light, children, creativity, self-expression, entertainment, strength, hair, etc. So, he may like people who have beautiful hair, or hair could just be a thing he likes, like people who take care of their hair. And with the Libra Venus, I feel like just taking care of themselves is a thing for him. Love can make him much more creative. And so dating someone who share the same interest in creativity and art is important to him. Someone strong or who appear confident. Someone who is fun, a sun in the room, or just someone he can admire, like "she shines so naturally", "wow she is so pretty", or "she is so talented I love it". Admiration seems to be a big part here for Jungkook. Also dating a celebrity doesn't seem a problem for him? Or becoming a famous couple? He doesn't care much if people don't invade their privacy too much. He doesn't care if he can control what you have access to.

Thank you for reading!

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[fairytoge]

Can you please do dating headcanons with Nanami Gojo and Geto? 🥰

Idk if you have a limit 👀

dating headcanons ; n.kento, g.satoru, g.suguru

notes!!

yes of course i can! i absolutely adore this idea and tysm for requesting :)

other parts ; i.yuuji, f.megumiㅤi.toge, o.yuutaㅤk.choso, z.naoya

m.list

n.kento

being in a relationship with nanami would be the real life version of every sappy romance novel you have (or haven't) read

in short terms, he is an angel and everyone is jealous that they're not him or that they're not dating him

but despite that, you two are what people aspire to be like

when nanami first asks you out, i feel like he'll mention pretty soon after about how the two of you should always be open and honest with each other

this man has been heartbroken 😭

but yeah, he also seems like he'd schedule dates for every friday evening — making sure to always mark it in his calendar and get off work extra early so that he can get ready

date nights around nanami's!!!!

he'll cook the most gourmet and delicious dish for you that you've ever had and you just fall in love with him more and more and that's ignoring how his sleeves are rolled up his forearms

nanami is also a favourite for your family!! each time you go and visit your parents or siblings, they always ask about how he is, or when he'll next visit them

it's annoying but you just bear it with a smile and remember that nanami will be waiting for you at home by the time you get back :((((

i feel like he is also willing to do practically anything for you

like, he'll make you a cup of tea or coffee in the morning alongside his, knowing just how you like it after your first date where you off-handedly shared your preferences

nanami will take your self-care sososososo seriously as well

on nights when you just flop onto your bed and grumpily state that you can't be bothered to do your skincare routine, nanami will take it upon himself to apply all the products to your face for you

he'll make sure that you don't overwork or stress yourself, and when you state that he needs to take care of himself as well, you two make a pinky promise to look after each other and yourselves.

overall, nanami would make the perfect lover and i am not accepting any other opinions :(

g.satoru

if you are in a serious relationship with gojo, then you two are basically set to be together (or at the very least have a friendship) for the rest of your lives

like it sounds dramatic but...

if your relationship is healthy, which gojo's is with you, then that would mean that he would've had to not only learn to let his walls down around you and trust you but that you would also know a lot about his past

he would probably take a few months to properly trust you but that's okay

it would also take a bit of time and effort for both you and gojo to build a high level of openness with each other, but once you have, the two of you are closer than ever

now!! how he would behave as your boyfriend 🥺

gojo seems like the type of lover who will tease you for anything and everything but that doesn't mean that he doesn't care!!

if anything, he loves you so much that it makes him uncomfy almost?? like, he feels like he's constantly being embraced around you and he isn't used to being that vulnerable :(

protect him pls ....

anyway, he'll make fun of your hair each morning just after you've woken up, even though just moments earlier he had been admiring your perfect features as you slept

gojo also seems like the type of boyfriend to do things silently

he'll go out just for you and buy you the snack that you mentioned earlier, or a piece of clothing you had wanted to purchase for a while but never had

you'll just find them randomly in your shared kitchen and, when you confront him about buying it, he'll pretend he doesn't know what you're talking about

gojo also seems like the sweet boyfriend who will also never fail to embarrass you in public 😭

like, you'll be randomly walking down the street and suddenly a wasp lands on his arm or something and he'll just start screaming

you do love him, but at moments like those, you wish you didn't not really though

g.suguru

geto would be an interesting lover

i feel like his appearance, and how he presents himself when meeting new people, is very misleading to how he actually behaves

so when your relationship with him becomes more serious, geto takes it upon himself to properly open up to you and gradually shows you his real personality

this only snowballs into you two falling for each other even more and promotes him to share all of his interests and aspirations with you; all whilst you gaze up at him talking with stars in your eyes

you admire how he takes everything in his stride, and how he is probably the most accepting person you have ever met

anyway, i am a firm believer in the idea that geto loves to just hold you, or touch you

when you are both out in public together and not already holding hands or anything, he'll loop his arm around your waist and pull you towards him slightly .... just not enough to be too pda

geto would also notice when you feel uncomfortable or something!!

for example, you could be approached by one of the co-workers that was known within your office to be a little... weird... and geto will quickly (but politely) excuse you both

protector geto ???? 🥺

but yeah, i think that he would also randomly pull you into hugs wherever...

you might just be making dinner for the two of you, walking around the house, or grocery shopping, and then geto suddenly bear hugs you from behind

the first couple of times shocked and subsequently made him stop doing it for a while, until you reassured him that you were fine with it

geto seems like he'd also keep a secret stash of your snacks in a place you don't know so that, whenever you're craving them and don't want to go out, he "happens" to have them on him

in conclusion of boyfriend!geto, he's the kind of lover who is always quite laid back and relaxed, though that doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to you and your needs

he's a big softie

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[sonnevater]

atlas born of storms- an independent, private, highly selective fandomless original character of @mundmutter​​'s novel, the belladonna.  this blog is 18+ only!

affiliated with —- @mundmutter ╱ tba

a study on self-healing, heroism, and learning to love. with influences per usual from the works of j.r.r. tolkien, and a healthy dose of various mythology

worldbuilding. verses (tba). rules under readmore. formerly @hmrtia

➤ other (active) blogs: @titanchaser ╱ @godstrain

𝐨𝐧𝐞. #SONNEVATER is an independent, private, highly selective and mutuals exclusive writing blog for an original character, atlas hawthorne from the original novel the belladonna, written by the lovely kosm!

this blog is 18+. please do not follow me if you are under 18!

𝐭𝐰𝐨. atlas' main ship is with qistina @mundmutter, as their lore is in fact connected!

if other shipping happens, it will require a LOT of plotting and will not be with any mun or muse under the age of 21.

i am very open to other sorts of bonds, though! because it isn't just romance when people talk about ships-

i should also note that i will accept mains and exclusives! i am also open to affiliates!

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞. all triggers that i can think of will be tagged with #trigger. please DO tag #trypophobia for me. let me know if you need something specific tagged

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫. i am known for writing metas across the blogs i have. in the wise words of a friend:

with this in mind, the metas i write are portrayal specific to this blog, so please give them a read! i know i can be rather wordy- anyone who has followed me elsewhere may know this, but for my first time followers, worldbuilding is one of my favorite things to do. i am particularly fond of analysis of character psychology.

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞. to the point above, i do have other blogs! i am all over the place and need to learn to time manage.

and by this, i mean i work 32-40 hours as a registered nurse in an inpatient psychiatric unit. i am busy, i am tired, and i can't keep letting my focus go all over the place. inevitably, it still may do that because i have a tendency to be scattered, so if i don't get to something immediately, it isn't you, it's me!

also related to that, i do love communication! i struggle with reading the room (it's the Autism tm) and so if something's up or if you're bothered, please be direct with me! i will not take offense, i quite appreciate feedback so that i can be better as a person! in return, i will communicate back! i am learning to curate my space (after 10+ years of being on tumblr).

𝐬𝐢𝐱. there are people i won't interact with due to various reasons- my dni list is on the carrd of my other blogs. i won't interact with genderbent versions of characters, people who are Real Life Individuals (not counting fictional depictions like in the typemoon franchise or whatnot because those really have nothing to do with the actual individual they're supposedly based on?).

please stay far away from me if you fall under the following categories (i'm censoring things because god knows tumblr just picks shit up idk): proshipping, writing inc*st, p*dophilia, r*pe/n*ncon, are transphobic/homophobic- the usual gross behavior! use your moral compass!

on top of that, i am a firm believer that we learn from the media around us. full censorship is just as dangerous as the aforementioned things- the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows! please refer to this post which essentially summarizes the gist of what i'm trying to explain.

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧. anyway, hello, i'm percival / percy, i am 30+ and use he/him pronouns exclusively! i am a hobby artist (it's my side-gig from nursing) and sometimes i post my art, tagged #whats my art tag considering i constantly forget my art tag if it's fancy. please do not repost my art without my permission.

mutuals, feel free to ask me for my discord, since i am much easier to reach there!

i look forward to writing with you!

#percival ╱ 30+ ╱ he him

[chillinginmyhead]

Welcome!

Hello, I'm Xenlain or just Xen. Um so, this is a thing. This is a selfship blog I won't be too active tho. I'm not that good at drawing or writing. My pfp is one of the only good drawings I managed to do this month. (I'm secretly hoping nobody finds this blog, but feel free to interact if you're comfortable. I suppose this could be a good socializing exercise, ig.)

A little bit about me

I'm from Mexico. I like anime, manga and videogames. Accepting recommendations.

My interests are:

Pokemon

Yu-gi-oh

Hunter x hunter

Undertale/Deltarune

Puella Magi Madoka Magica. (Anything with magical girls really.)

The Backrooms/Liminal Spaces/Unreality.

Slasher movies.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (Currently watching part 3.)

The Souls games (I don't play it, but I like watching lore videos.)

Overlord (The light-novels specifically.)

This blog is too out of my comfort zone. Interacting makes me absolutely anxious and paranoid... Maybe I won't post much.

Before You Interact.

○ I do wanna make friends but I'm too anxious to talk to people ;u;

○ English isn't my first language, so expect unintentionally bad grammar, structure and expressions, I'm still learning. Please be respectful when making corrections.

○ I selfship as a coping mechanism.

○ I don't know why but I like morally questionable characters =<

No, I don't condone anything I just find them interesting.

○ I might not be very active, so expect weeks without content.

○ Also, not really accepting requests atm, still trying to get over my fear of posting anything ;n;

○ I'm a bit awkward, sorry about that.

○ I have bad anxiety, so, I mean you can message me, but it's not sure I'll answer. This goes as well to possible mutuals, I might not respond right away but I see you.

○ Depending on the context, I will block without warning.

○ Sans is my main f/o, I don't feel very comfortable sharing, but I can handle it. Follow if you want.

○ I don't really gave tags for any of my f/o's at the moment. (Do I need to have tags for them? =<)

Things I'm okay with.

● I'm totally a-ok with sharing my f/o's.

● Receiving recommendations, corrections, tips, etc. Either on my art or my writing, as long as is not rude or in bad intention.

● [More to be added I have bad memory and forgot what else to put here (•^•;) ]

My f/o list. [Will probably update as time goes.] [Mostly all of them are romantic.]

Sans (Undertale) (Romantic) (My main love <3)

Simon "Ghost" Riley (CoD MW 2) (Romantic)

Seto Kaiba (Yu-gi-oh) (Romantic)

Jack Atlas (Yu-gi-oh) (Romantic)

The King In Yellow (Yes, the cosmic entity/god) (Is it romantic or romance adjacent?)

Michael Myers (Halloween) (Romantic)

Zero (My own oc) (Shipped with other oc, romantic)

Civius (My own oc) (Romantic)

Do Not Interact.

Quite honestly just don't be rude. There's a block button for a reason.

#f/o list #selfship tag #selfship promo #i guess? #i don't know how to tag stuff yet #promo post #pinned post #f/o community #self ship community #selfshipper community

[howlingday]

Tragic Backstoey (TM) AU: Encouraged by her friends Ruby asks Jaune out on another date. Since it obviously wasn’t an accident he is a little awkward this time but they enjoy themselves. Now Rumors go around about the two dating. While most see this as typical romance gossip, those who know of the potential of silver eyed warriors wonder about the outcome this Union could produce.

I Lan-Cast "Screw You!"

Ruby Rose had always had the dream of becoming a Huntress. Ever since as far back as she could remember, Ruby wanted to save people, protect the innocent, and fight off the Grimm. Essentially, she wanted to make things better.

But time changes people, and dreams once held dearly as children are sidelined by other fantasies, especially around puberty. She still wanted to be a Huntress. After all, she is attending Beacon Academy. But recent events paired with her impressions from years of teen romance novels have altered her focus less from slaying Grimm, and more to playing boys. One boy, in particular, playing on his bed with her in a heated tussle of passion.

Jaune: I can't hold out much longer!

Ruby: Then don't. Just give in to it.

Jaune: GRRRRRRAAAARRRR!!!

Ruby: YEEEEEEEES!!! (Laughs) I win! I win!

Jaune: You totally cheated!

Ruby: Aw! Somebody better call the whambulance!

Jaune: That's it!

Ruby: No! Wait! I'm sorry!

Jaune: Coochie-coo!

Ruby: AHAHAHAHA!!! NO, STAH-HA-HA-HAHP!!!

Jaune: Never!

Yang: Those two just don't know when to quit.

Blake: You're okay with Jaune doing this to your sister?

Yang: I trust him. Besides, it seems like normal sibling stuff to me.

Blake: Mhm. Well, you are the big sister here. If you're okay with "that" in the family, then who am I to judge.

Yang: ...I hate you. I hate you so much right now.

Blake: I'm just saying. It's only a matter of time.

Yang: Please! I may only have just learned that Jaune's my brother, but I raised Ruby Rose. She knows how to take care of herself, and she's definitely not the bold type to ask a guy out.

Jaune: Haha! Hoo, that was fun!

Ruby: Yeah... Um, Jaune?

Jaune: Yeah?

Ruby: (Blushing) Do you, um, wanna go on another date?

Jaune: (Blushing) Uh, sure, I guess.

Blake: You were saying?

Yang: ...I hate you, Blake. So. Damn. Much.

Jaune: You ready for our date?

Ruby: Yeah, let's go! Nobody's gonna follow us, right?

Jaune: I told my team not to follow us. You?

Ruby: I told them. Honestly, I'm surprised how they reacted.

Jaune: Loud and whining?

Ruby: No, not really.

Jaune: Oh, so just my team, huh?

Ruby: Weiss was polite about, Blake just stayed reading on her bed, and Yang... Well, Yang kept running into the bathroom.

Jaune: Is she sick?

Ruby: I hope not. I have to share a room with her!

Weiss: Are they gone?

Blake: (Nods) They're moving downstairs.

Weiss: Got it. (Calls on her scroll) Toy Box, this is Queen Bee. The Dolts are rolling. I repeat, the Dolts are rolling. (Chuckles) Thank you, Velvet. (Hangs) And now we just wait for the photos.

Jaune: Anything new since the Festival started?

Ruby: Not really. Tomorrow's match has me a little nervous. I'm not going to be in it.

Jaune: Well, if it makes you feel any better, neither am I. After my "victory" in round 1, I'm not going to ruin everyone else's fun because people are afraid of me for some reason.

Ruby: Maybe that's a good thing. If people are afraid of you, they kind of respect you, right?

Jaune: Kind of. I mean, they might be opposites of the same feeling when you recognize something stronger. You either go on the defensive, letting fear put you in a fight or flight mode, or you accept it, and find comfort that something stronger than you exists.

Ruby: Hm, maybe. Wanna play some games?

Jaune: Sure!

Ruby: (Thinking) Fear or respect, huh? So, I guess I respect you a lot, because the stronger I see you, the more I want to get closer.

Velvet: Those two are so cute together. (Takes picture) If only I had something like that.

Cardin: (Spying on the couple) Only a matter of time.

Velvet: Time for what?

Cardin: (Straightens up) Uh, nothing!

Velvet: Really? Because it looks like you're spying on Ruby and Jaune.

Cardin: No! ...Just Jaune. It's for extra credit.

Velvet: That is so disgusting! Jaune is your friend and you're still pranking him?! And what's this about extra credit?!

Cardin: Don't worry about it! Besides, at least I'm not spying on them with a camera like a stalker!

Velvet: I'm not a stalker! ...I'm being paid for this.

Cardin: Right, because that makes it better!

Velvet: It is better! Certainly better than your stalking of Jaune!

Cardin: No, it isn't, you lying lagomorph!

Velvet: Yes, it is, you brutish bull!

Jaune: What's going on over there?

Ruby: Probably some dumb couple arguing.

Jaune: Glad we haven't gotten to that point, huh?

Ruby: Hehe! Yeah!

Jaune: ...

Ruby: ...

Jaune: So, uh, wanna get something to eat?

Ruby: Sure, I could eat.

Cardin: Peeping petal pouncer!

Velvet: Overgrown giant goon!

Cardin: Inept introverted eye-spier!

Velvet: Stupid savage super slouch!

Cardin: Stop shouting!

Velvet: Shut up!

Cardin: MAKE ME!

Velvet: FINE! (Kisses Cardin)

Cardin: (Stands in shock)

Velvet: (Pulls away, Blushing) Oh no... What did I do...? (Runs away)

Cardin: Velvet, wait! ...Damn.

Jaune: He told you to slow down.

Ruby: (Rubbing her eyes) I know, I just got excited!

Jaune: That hungry for funnel cake, huh?

Ruby: Yeah, but I wasn't expecting the powdered sugar to explode on me!

Jaune: Well, hang on, I've got something. Here, let me just...

Ruby: (Winces) It's cold!

Jaune: Well, it's ice water. And... okay, try opening your eyes.

Ruby: (Slowly flutters her eyes) How do I look?

Jaune: (Blushing, Gulps) Gorgeous...

Ruby: Huh?

Jaune: Uh, I mean, good! You look- You look good!

Ruby: (Blinking) Well, that's good. (Looks at Jaune) Oh, wow...

Jaune: W-What?

Ruby: Your eyes are blue... Like, really blue.

Jaune: Oh, r-really?

Ruby: (Reaching for him, Moving closer) I... really like... blue...

Jaune: (Gulps, Moves closer) Ruby... I-

Velvet: (Throws camera between them) I'M SO SORRY, BUT I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE! (Runs off crying)

Cardin: (Runs after her) Velvet, wait! (Stops at Jaune) I hope you're happy, Jaune, you son of a bitch!

Jaune: Huh?!

Cardin: This is all your fault! (Punches Jaune, Tuns after Velvet)

Jaune: Oogh... Good thing I have aura.

Ruby: (Holding Velvet's camera) I'm gonna kill them...

Jaune: Huh?

Ruby: I'm gonna kill them! Velvet was taking pictures of us the whole time! I just know Yang is behind this!

Jaune: Any good ones?

Ruby: That doesn't matter! I told them not to follow me, and they rope Velvet in on this!

Jaune: Well, at least we had fun, right?

Ruby: I guess, but I'm so angry right now!

Jaune: How about one more picture? I'll hold the camera.

Ruby: Fine.

Jaune: (Points camera at them) Say Vytal!

Ruby: (Pouting) Vytal. (Photo taken of smiling Jaune and pouting Ruby)

Jaune: How do you feel?

Ruby: Angry!

Jaune: Well, I feel great! I think it's the camera. Here, you take our picture this time.

Ruby: (Rolls her eyes) Fine, but I don't see how holding the camera will change my mood. (Points camera at them) Say Vytal.

Jaune: Vytal~. (Photo taken of a surprised Ruby and a smiling Jaune kissing her cheek) So, how do you feel now?

Ruby: (Blushing, Giggling)

Glynda: (Smirks) Hello, OTP.

#rwby #rwby au #tragic backstory (tm) au #ruby rose #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #velvet scarletina #velvet scarlatina #cardin winchester #lancaster #the bird and the bun #flying caerbannog #glynda goodwitch #caerbannog

[amane-by-together]

I do adore || Yashiro Nene

Yashiro Nene x Female! Reader

genre: fluff and shoujo ai (girls love)

summary: when yashiro gets tired for having unrequited love towards men starts to have romantic feelings for [name]

“When every little thing you do, I do adore.”

Yashiro had always been head over heels to tall and handsome guys. The senpai whom she liked for three years, spent herself learning how to cook, sew and gardening, ended up getting rejected and calling her a radish.

Teru Minamoto. The president of the student council, known for his good looks and a kind personality. Yashiro had woken up from her fantasies and knew that she didn't deserve him, but he'll be the person she'll look up to instead.

The cream haired girl was frustrated about her love life and wanting to get a boyfriend to make her fairytale come true. It's hard being a romantic, that's what you get from reading romance and fantasy novels.

That's where Yashiro dropped her wishes on having a boyfriend due to her having unrequited love and insecurities because of her legs, decided to focus more on studies and friends. Guess what? She failed to do so.

[name] [surname] was a new student, she transferred a month ago and immediately got along with everyone. [name] and Yashiro started to become friends and had a lot in common, making them even closer.

For whatever reason, [name] never failed to make Yashiro's heart skip a beat. “Yashiro-chan~!” [name] skipped over to her seat and grins sweetly. “Guess what~?”

“Yeah?” Yashiro asked, a little nervous on [name]'s closeness. “Do you need something?” she winced. [name] started to talk about what happened about her day as Yashiro listened on every word she says.

Voices from other classmates started to fade around her and Y/n's voice is the only thing Yashiro can hear. The cream haired girl watched her small movements such as tucking hair behind her ear and the way she smiles brighter than the moon.

Yashiro's heart started to pound inside her ribcage. Her cheeks suddenly warming at the longer she stared at [name] while her thoughts are racing. ‘I don't understand why [name]-chan isn't popular, I mean she's very pretty, kind and caring and...’

Her thoughts were interrupted by a small giggle from [name]'s lips. Yashiro could've fainted right there, her giggles are very endearing, oh how she wished she could make her laugh like that.

Yashiro had never felt this much romance from her previous crushes. Most of them came from pure admiration and looks, seems like [name] outshined all of them. Other than wanting to be like [name], she wanted to be with hers also.

“[name]-chan, what do you think about my legs, by the way?” Yashiro twiddled her fingers, her magenta eyes darting away from the pretty girl's direction. [name]'s expression turned soft, she tenderly wrapped her hands around Yashiro's. This made her heartbeat quicken and her whole face turned into a beautiful shade of vermillion. "Sorry for the sudden question though, I j-just wanted to k-know..."

"Your legs look fine to me, Yashiro-chan." [name] replied, reassuring her with the sweetest smile she could ever give to someone. “I think you are cute too...” she said.

“R-Really?” Yashiro lights up and beamed. [name] nodded sheepishly. The cream haired girl was swooning so hard, she felt like a leading lady in a kdrama with cherry blossoms all around. [name] went back to her seat, leaving Yashiro to fan her blushing face in between stutters. ‘[name]-chan, called me pretty...’

Its not everyday where someone calls you pretty, for Yashiro, its more like a one in a million moment and the compliment was from [name] herself. And Yashiro absolutely adores her for that.

Yashiro glances towards [name] across on where she was sitting. [name] was looking over to the window while her cheek is resting on top of her palm, admiring the falling cherry blossoms during spring. “I'm falling for you everyday...” she whispered under her breath with a pink color tinting her cheeks.

[name], a certain girl who is currently running around Yashiro's mind that night. The naivete couldn't stop thinking about her, she just got her first female crush. “[name]... why are you making me flustered...” she murmured against her pillows. Yashiro notices her hamster, Black Canyon, munching on a sunflower seed silently. “What should I do Black Canyon?”

Maybe she could write her feelings about [name] in her diary. Yashiro stood up and went over to her study desk to get her diary. She begins to write, wholeheartedly pouring out her love for [name].

“I want to hold her hand and whisk her away. I want her in my arms protectively. I wish we could be like feathers that softly fall for another. I want to feel your soft lips against mine. I wish you were mine...”

Yashiro sighed and slumped her shoulders with a flustered look on her face. She was too in love for [name] its driving her crazy. Who knew a girl who dreamed about a prince giving her a romantic fantasy dream would fall for a pretty and kind girl?

If only she was a guy, she blamed fate for being a girl who had fallen head over heels in love for [name]. Yet she feared a lot of things: What would [name] think about her sexuality and knew that she likes her? What if she starts to avoid her for it? It will be another rejection for Yashiro if that happened.

All Yashiro ever wanted, was to be together with [name]. The relationship where she can hold her hand, cuddling her in her arms, smothering kisses all over her face, she always wished to do that to [name].

Ring Ring!

Yashiro picked up the phone since it was her dear friend, Aoi, who was calling. She took a deep breath and answered. “Aoi...” she said.

“Good evening Nene-chan, I got bored and I decided to call you!” Aoi cheerfully said from the other line. Yashiro wanted to tell Aoi about her crush towards [name], yet she feared that Aoi is going to judge her for it. There's no way she could do that, right?

“Hey Aoi...” Yashiro held the phone near her ear, her hands slightly shaking because of nervousness. “There is something I want to tell you, please don't judge me for it...”

“You know you can tell me anything, Nene-chan.” Aoi assured her friend. Yashiro inhaled deeply, her cheeks warming up just by thinking about [name]. She was straight from the beginning yet she never saw it coming when she starts to fall for [name]. “So what is it you want to tell me?”

“There is someone I like...” Yashiro can feel herself getting hotter and hotter. ‘I never felt this gay towards someone, I swear...’

Aoi suddenly became excited and squealed slightly at her friend, she's a sucker for anything related to romance, she even fangirls in Yashiro's love life. “Was he an upperclassmen? Is he from another class or is he in our class?!”

Then, Yashiro finally told her. “Its from our class...” she paused to lick her lips and looked down on her feet, embarrassed that she's going to come out to Aoi. “And it's a her...”

“I have fallen...for [name]...” The cream haired girl admits. “And I really don't know how I came to love her, it's confusing me lately because I just really love her—”

“Kyaaa~!” Aoi squealed from the other line. Yashiro stopped from talking all of a sudden. “You're in love with [name]-chan? That's wonderful!”

“Y-You're okay with it?” Yashiro asked for confirmation, making sure that Aoi wasn't joking about it.

“Of course Nene-chan.” Aoi gleefully replies. “What do you like about [name]-chan?”

“She's very pretty Aoi...” Yashiro laid down on the bed and covered her eyes using the back of her arm. “Other than being pretty, she's kind, sweet and soft. There are times that I wished that she was my girlfriend but somehow I think it's impossible...”

“I don't even know if she likes girls...” Yashiro laughs bitterly. “Even if she does, she wouldn't like me back...”

Day by day, Yashiro's crush for [name] continued to grow. With her blushing and her heart racing whenever [name] comes around. She also seeks advice from Hanako on how to win [name]'s heart, he was weirded out on how Yashiro came from liking guys to girls but he shrugged it off and helped her.

Their first method was her sneaking flowers and letters inside [name]'s locker. Yashiro filled her letters with her adoration and love for [name], unbeknownst to herself that a certain someone sneaked behind her. “Yashiro-chan~!”

“Gyah!” Yashiro jolted up in surprise, turning around and saw that [name] was grinning sheepishly. The cream haired girl stopped all of a sudden, her heart started to race and her cheeks turning red. “[n-name]-chan?!”

“Ah, I didn't mean to startle you!” [name] stepped back and swatting her hands. Cute. Yashiro thought to herself, staring at her even more.

‘Nene, you're too in love with this cutie—I mean person!’ Yashiro yelled inside her mind. [name] tilted her head and smiled, giving her a slight wave before walking off. ‘What should I do?’

Should she confess to [name]? Would this affect their friendship after that? Yashiro lifted her head and looked at the cherry blossom tree across the window, at that moment she had her decision.

‘I'm going to confess to [name]!’

[name] was hiding behind the wall, clenching her chest as she sneaked glances from Yashiro who was talking to Aoi in a rushed manner. [name] smiled before leaving her hiding spot. “Aoi, what am I going to do?”

“Hmmm~” Aoi thinks for a moment as she pointed at the cherry blossom at the distance. “How about confessing to her under the cherry tree from outside?”

Yashiro blushed. Thinking about confessing to [name] was already nerve-wracking. The problem is the result of the confession, the answer lies whether she's going to be rejected or accepted. “Should I really do it, Aoi?”

“We won't know unless you try, Nene-chan.”

'Are you really going to confess again?' Yashiro's inner voice asks her. The second thoughts of hers kept echoing in her mind and then she blinked. All of the negative thoughts were gone. “I'll try!” Yashiro cheered and Aoi clapped her hands happily.

”You can do it Nene-chan!”

Yashiro finally made her decision, she's going to confess to [name] on the cherry tree outside their classroom. There's no turning back and she would rather do this than hiding her feelings forever.

“I can't tell [name]-chan to meet her by the cherry tree...” Yashiro teared up while shakily holding the love letter, she was too shy to ask her and [name] might take the hint that Yashiro was going to confess. “Oh well, there's no turning back now...” she tucked the letter inside [name]'s locker and ran off to the cherry blossom tree to wait for her.

[name] got out of the classroom minutes after Yashiro puts her letter. [name] went to her shoe locker to change her shoes, but when she opened the locker door, a letter fell out. ‘Hm? A letter?’ she raised the letter to her face and checked the sides. ‘I guess this is addressed to me...’

The [hair color] haired female puts the letter inside her bag. She quickly ran outside to the cherry blossom to see her admirer. [name] tilted her head in confusion to see Yashiro standing there. “Ah, Yashiro-san.” [name] scratched her cheek as she walked over to the cream haired girl. “I assume that you're the person whom I'm going to meet here, right?”

Yashiro saw [name]'s smile again, she can feel her apple cheeks burning again and her heart beating faster. “There's something I wanted to tell you, [name]-chan...” she said, her voice was slightly cracking.

A huge gust of wind blew over them, carrying the petals of the cherry blossom along with the sway of their hair. Yashiro clasps her hands together near her chest and shouted out her feelings. “I like you, [name]-chan!” Yashiro confessed with tears brimming out of her ruby eyes, betraying her straightness right there. “Please go out with me...”

[name] stood there speechless at Yashiro's confession, she assumed that the cream haired girl was attracted to prince-like males like Teru Minamoto. “B-But Yashiro-san, I'm just a normal girl.” [name] stuttered out. “I-I'm not like those prince charming that you always fantasize about!”

“So?” Yashiro asked in verge of tears. “Even if you're not those, I still like you despite of that!”

Yashiro couldn't handle this anymore and by the looks of it the confession wasn't running smoothly. Yashiro tried to runaway to hide her tears until [name] caught her hand. “Wait!” [name] yelled out.

[name] saw that Yashiro was crying after that confession. “Yashiro-san...” [name] gently holds her hand, preventing the cream haired girl from running away. “Don't go...” she croaked out.

“[name]...?” Yashiro stared at her, thinking why did [name] stop her from going. [name] teared up also, still holding Yashiro's hand with hers.

[name] mustered up a tearful smile and confessed also. “I have always liked you Yashiro-san...” she said.

Yashiro couldn't believe what [name] just said. Did she just say that she likes her too? [name] likes her back? Yashiro cried even more and smiled. “R-Really?”

“Mhmm.” [name] and Yashiro felt happy now that they both confessed that they liked each other. “It's true that I like you Yashiro-san, and I want to go out with you too.”

Yashiro immediately hugged [name] which the latter returned the affection. “I'm so glad.” Yashiro softly cried, the person she had a crush on is finally hers, it seemed impossible that [name] would like her back, but the supernaturals lingering around the school looked so real, then maybe anything is possible after all.

Yashiro and [name] pecked each others lips, pulling away with a smile now that they shared their kiss. “Nene-chan, wanna go on a date this Saturday?” [name] suggests.

“Of course.” Yashiro laced their fingers together as they walked back to their houses. This is one of the fantasies that Yashiro had dreamed of, being [name]'s girlfriend. There's nothing more she can ask for other than this realistic serenity she's feeling right now.

#jibaku shounen hanako kun #tbhk #fluff #yashiro nene #nene yashiro #tbhk yashiro #yashiro nene x reader #tbhk nene #Yashiro #jshk #jshk yashiro #yashiro x reader #nene yashiro x reader #nene x reader

[keenmarvellover]

POSTS FOR YOU - 1

Some links to posts with valuable content you want in one place.(BASICALLY EVERYTHING IS THERE)

Suggestions and Recommendations are appreciated and accepted.

Last Updated : 16/10/2020

NOTE: Some of these post are written in a crude and unruly fashion. But they contain valuable tips, guidance and information. If you can't/don't want to read such posts, then don't read.

Mental Health

Do you need a Hug?

Maybe you’re having a stressful day. Maybe you just need a deep breath. Maybe you just didn’t realize how stressed you are. You can get your comfort here.

Some stuff to help you sleep

This is definitely not a google drive full of the sleep stuff from the Headspace app, including sleepcasts, music, and wind down meditation, that normally costs 17.99 a month, no siree and you definitely shouldnt share this with people

Anti-Anxiety Tools

Some tools to help you before, during or after an anxiety attack

100 Reasons NOT To Kill Yourself

READ IT. SHARE IT. REBLOG IT. Save a Life.

HOBBIES MASTERPOST!!!!!!!!

A really excellent way to reduce anxiety is to pick up a new hobby. Find something you’re interested in, learn it, then use it as a healthy and productive way to cope.

Health

Some very Important Lists for Rating PAIN, FATIQUE AND MENTAL HEALTH

It is MUST share

PSA Rregarding Hospital bills

Also how to pay hospital bills when you are broke.

How to differentiate between COVID-19, FLU AND COMMON COLD

Anyway, as we enter cold & flu season in the YEAR of corona, this will come in very handy.

Treatment for HIV

VERY IMPORTANT. Please Read and Share.

What does the Color of your Period mean?

A must read for individuals who get periods.

How to differentiate between Period Cramps and Appendicitis

A MUST READ

From a Person who is Hard of Hearing

Types and levels of deafness

General Tips for Vagina Health

Some stuff they don't teach in sex-ed.

Undo the damage of Sitting

Are you always sitting down? Then these are some exercise you should probably try out for better health.

Guide to Proper Bra Fitting

Guide to Proper Bra Fit and Measuring. Please Read and Share.

Washable, Reusable Menstrual Pads

(Part II)

Reusable menstrual hygiene product, and are an alternative to disposable sanitary napkins or to menstrual cups.

Artists

Art Masterpost

How to draw *insert whatever you want, its there in the list*?

Book Binding

Some video links to different types of DIY Bookbinding

For Artists who Need Photoshop

If youre an artist who cant afford photoshop, definitely DO NOT go to this google drive to pirate the program, that would be so bad!!!

Do’s and Don'ts of Designing for Accessibility

Please consider this when designing for ANYTHING. For BUSINESSES and ARTISTS.

Writers

Color Synonyms

For both ARTISTS and WRITERS

How to make a Masterlist

Simple but efficient instructions to make a masterlist

ULTIMATE NOVEL WRITING RESOURCE MASTERLIST

This is an ultimate masterlist of many resources that could be helpful for writers.

List of AUs and Ship Tropes

For when you run out of ideas.

AUs

Ship Tropes

Legal sites to get some much needed Info

If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…

Resources for Describing Characters

For writing about physical appearances, character traits, talents,and skills and other related stuff of your characters, here is a comprehensive list.

Resources for Describing Emotions

Having trouble writing jealousy, happiness, motivation. Here you go!!

Some Resources for your Writing

Body Language

Reverse Dictionary

Character Traits

Things to Keep in mind when naming Characters

Valuable advice. Trust me

Words to Use when Writing Smut/Romance

This is for smut/romance writers. Kinda like a thesaurus.

Tips to write Pain

How are you supposed to write about pain you’ve never experienced before?

References for Greek Mythology Characters

Link to an extensive site every single detail of Greek Mythology from Gods to Family Trees.

Tips to write Blind Characters

Some tips that might be invaluable when writing character that are near-blind or blind

Things to Remember when writing a Highly Emotional Scene

Just small things that could make a great difference

How to write with Multiple POVs

Tips on how to write multiple POVs with diverse characters

Synonyms and Antonyms

The person who made this list is a blessing to writers. Just saying.

Good Qualities for Female Characters

Females don't always need to be protected and be weak. Make them more realistic.

Words to Use instead of ‘Said’

Every single situation is listed. Check it out.

Limits of the Human Body

All extremities listed

Readers

Legal Sites to Download Literature

From children’s books to rare books, from philosophy and religion to nonfiction. I guess you can find anything here.

The Rights of the Reader

And some (lots of) bashing of Helicopter Parents.(You want to read only the rights. Here it is)

Wet Book Rescue : Steps to save a Wet Book

Valuable information if some of your prized books were affected by recent flooding. The video even shows you what to do if you can’t dry the book out right away.

Cheatsheet to Navigate AO3

Makes your time on AO3 a little more easier and interesting

How to trick Writers into giving you More Fanfic to read

Works for Comics and Art as well.

Get a Book Suggestion

This book website gives you the first page of a random book without the title or author so that you can read it with no preconceptions

Books written by POC Writers

Only POC authors included in the list.

Students

Basic ASL (American Sign Language) Movements

ASL Hand Movements for beginners.

Tips for studying with ADHD/a>

Made by a person with ADHD themself.

Resources to Learn New Languages

Ten fairly useful general language resources

How to properly take notes

It helps. It really helps.

FREE ONLINE LANGUAGE COURSES

Here is a masterpost of MOOCs (massive open online courses) that are available, archived, or starting soon. I think they will help those that like to learn with a teacher or with videos.

A Thread of Tips

A thread of tips to help High School and College students academically

LEARN THINGS FOR FREE

FREE ONLINE COURSES (here are listed websites that provide huge variety of courses)

Google like a BOSS

Some life hacks which make student's lives easier.

625 words to know in your Target Language

If your learning a new language, these words will help you build a strong foundation.(Some tips and sites are include too)

Miscellaneous/Life Hacks

How to add music to your Blog

How to add your very own, custom homemade playlist to your blog?

How to Walk with Purpose?

Some tips on how to hold yourself in public and why.

Cheatsheet for Laundry Rooms

Saves a lot of money in the Laundry Room

How to Gird up your Loins?

A lesson in how to gird your loins.

How to Disappear Online

Please read and spread for the sake of abuse victims or stalker victims.

What to do during a Nuclear Attack

I hope you never have to use it but here are some guidelines to follow in the event of a nuclear attack

How to pull an All-Nighter.

A to-do list

Write a Thank You letter after your Interview

It leaves a good impression on your interviewer and increase your chances of passing the interview.

Laundry Tags: Meanings

A life hack that you’ll definitely need at some point.

Where to find free Movies and Series Online

Lots of sites. Lots and Lots of sites. I am not Kidding. Now go and chill without netflix. (Part II)

How to get a Refund?

Get your stuff or a refund.

HOW TO DO EVERYTHING FROM SCRATCH

This starts at the most absolute basics of gardening and planting, provides definitions, and hopefully is easily understandable. This is a MUST-READ. (Farming)

Discuss your wages

It’s your right to share your salary, not doing so could be holding you back.

Youtube Tutorials for Basically EVERYTHING

This is a big, giant list of Youtube tutorials that will teach you all the basic life skills you need to know in order to be a functional adult.

Safety

Emergency Evacuation - Items to Gather

A text list of suggested items to acquire in the event of an emergency.

If someone you know is in an abusive relationship

AN ABBREVIATED GUIDE TO ‘Holy shit!!! My friend is in an abusive relationship what do I do’ and what not to do.

Defense Tips for Women

Defense and Safety tips a woman MUST know. (Part II)

An app that informs your Emergency contacts if you are inactive in a set period of time.(Could prevent rape attempts if used correctly)

If a Man gets Physical

How to check if a mirror is one way or two-way

If you are trapped in a smoke-filled apartment: What to Do

How to get out of Hand-binds

How to get out of the bunker of a Car

How to track Anonymous asks.

How to pick a Lock

Traits and Warning signs of an Abuser

What to do if a bigot pulls your Hijab (from behind)

What to do if someone pulls of a Muslim Woman's Hijab? (To do List for both Men and Women)

#safety #health #mental health #writers #readers #micellaneous

[johnkrrasinski]

ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰

Chapter 1: The Archer & The Prey 

full masterlist // series masterlist

Pairings: dark!Steve Rogers x female!reader

Word count: 4,517

Warnings: sexual themes, kidnapping, stalking. (MUST BE 18+) 

Summary: after the death of your mother, you decided that you were going to do something new to honor her. You chose a perfect camping spot somewhere down South. You thought it was going to be the life-changing vacation that you never had in your life, until Steve Rogers, a man existed in roughness and control all his life, found you.

a/n: this is the dark!steve rogers series that i have promised. this one is going to be much darker than the last one shot fic i posted, so please leave, if you are under 18+. please leave a like and comment. enjoy! 

It had been a long time since you last went on a vacation. You had been taking care of your then sick mother, every day and barely got enough time for yourself between working your humdrum job as an accountant at Stark's Industries and rushing to the hospital every night to your mother to keep her company.

However, it's not your concern anymore now. You had just gone home from attending her funeral. It was bleak and wearisome. You had to deal with your family and friends who put on these fake, mournful faces and pretended that they were heartbroken when they never gave a shit when she was still alive and healthy. They barely took their time to visit her during her hospitalization.

Your mother was your best friend, the only person in your life who truly cared for you and took care of you during your childhood and teenager years, even after you were an adult, your mother still saw you as this little girl who needed some tending after she scrapped her knees.

You were a shy, delicate, and reticent person who kept to herself and didn't keep a lot of companion in your life. You had some classmates from high school and college that you still kept in touch with, you also had some colleagues that you would text with once in a while regarding professional matters.

However, you wouldn't consider them as friends, it wasn't about trust issues or anything severe, it was simply just who you are. You were an introvert who felt much more at ease when you are not surrounded by anyone. But your mother was the only exception, growing up as the only child of a single mother, it wasn't easy to simply let your guard down to anyone. You had learned that when you are alone, you felt less anxious and you'd like to keep it that way. Working at the Stark Industries rewarded you well but it was stressful enough as it is, you wouldn't want to add that pile of stress.

Now that your mother is gone, you've never felt more alone in your life. You walked into your apartment with hands buried in the pocket of your black coat, with your head down, you tried to hold yourself steady as you fumble for your key. You unlocked the door and you stepped into your home. You took a moment to take a deep breath and took a look at your surrounding. You felt helpless. So you took off your coat, went into a shower, and broke down into tears.

You dried yourself off later that night and put on your favorite oversized sweater, you call it your "pity sweater", you've had it in your closet since you were fifteen and every time you hit rock bottom, like the time when you first received the news that your mom was terribly ill and she only had a few more months to live, you decide that to drown yourself in your own self-pity party and of course you'd wear the right outfit to celebrate it.

You laid on your bed later that night, under the opacity of your room, trying to numb the pain by ingesting some sleeping pills, but it didn't help, your eyes are still wide open and you can still hear the resonance of your muffled sobs. Slowly but surely, the seconds turned into minutes, and before you knew it, you were fast asleep, drifting away into the land of dreams.

You are running in the middle of a dark forest, being chased by the wolves with their cuspidate teeth glistening in the murk threatening to devour you. They were running faster than the wind, you were having trouble of trying to outrun them, you felt your energy started to dwindle down, your feet got weaker and cold sweats started to break out of your skin. You were so fixated on running that you didn't realize one of the wolfpacks had caught onto your dress, it was torn away from you and you tripped and your back hit the ground. The last thing you saw was a blue-eyed wolf, gritting its fangs, staring deep into your eyes, with its face closer and closer to yours then everything went black.

The next day, you went back to your work, as usual, your boss, Tony Stark had been generous enough to offer you to take a day off, you refused it at first because if you were left alone one more second doing nothing productive, your mind would start to wander to your mother and you would end up having another breakdown on your kitchen floor. So you had to distract yourself, get your gloomy mind off the tragedy that had befallen on you. Your only escape was work.

It's not like you would hit the bar and order some drinks, it wasn't your thing. It would trigger your anxiety the minute you step foot on the door. To be at peace, all it needed was the companion of your romance novels and some hot chocolate. The concept of dressing up and going home shit faced is a foreign idea to you. It would absolutely be madness if you risked your own comfort zone just to end up in a stranger's car and not remembering a single event that happened last night. Your mother always warned you about being reckless and talking to strange men.

She would always say; "you have to be careful, y/n, there are men who are steadily seeking their next prey. They would lure you into their charm and capitalize on you in their bed. And the next thing you know, you are 4 weeks pregnant and you are going to have to carry that tiny life inside you and raise it on your own."

That's how you were born into this world, actually. You never knew who your father was, and nor did your mother. She was only 23 when she decided to live her life and savor her youth. She was a brilliant young woman who was supposed to have a long, bright future ahead of her. She had graduated from college with a psychology degree and one night, she decided to break out of her shell and accepted her roommate's invitation to go to a party. Little did she know, that party was going to turn her life upside down, forever.

She still walked away with a degree, but there wasn't an ounce of bright future left for her. She had this frail life in her belly depending on her to keep it alive. She had gone to her parents and asked for their help, but they abandoned her. They were filled with rage when your mother told them the jaw-dropping news. They were disappointed in her for being so stupid and negligent. They had high expectations for her. So when your mother begged for their forgiveness, they told her to leave their home and never show her face ever again instead.

Hence, you never knew your grandparents too well either, your mother had shown you some pictures of them, the ones that she still had despite never talking to them again, but she spoke wonderfully about how they raised her right despite their strictness and their unwavering push on her to do better. Your mother was anything but. She took care of you with gentleness and she decided that she didn't want you to live in fear of your own mother.

You loved her more than anything in life. Your mother was your whole world, the one who cured all the rainy days and gave you a secure home when the hurricane in your life was too mighty. Your world was crushed, burned, and taken away when she died. You had to be your own person now.

So you decided to take on Tony's offer of letting a week off. He told you that you need to take your time to mourn and that he didn't need you to be operating his finance when your head was clearly not in the right place. You went home early that day and make yourself some lunch.

You sat on your couch with a bowl filled with cereal in your hands, watching the rerun of Friends. It was the episode where they were going on a ski trip but Phoebe's car broke down. You loved this series and each episode always gave you a good laugh even when you don't feel like it.

It struck an idea in you, what if... You decided to go on a vacation instead of limping around in your apartment, wallowing in self-pity? Maybe it's time for you to get out of your comfort zone and do what might be best for you. It's going to be new and different and scary for sure, but you might never know if you never try. This might help you find yourself and your own inner peace. Your mom would want that for you. She used to always talk about wanting to go camping, especially when she was sick.

She said, "you know when all of this is over and I'm finally free out of this condition, I wanna go camping in the middle of the woods."

You looked up from the book you were reading, with a chuckle you amused her. "Camping, mom? Really? Never knew you were a nature person."

"Oh, I am sweetheart, I used to go hiking and climbing and skiing when I was young. I never really had that chance anymore now that I am older." She lied, she would never say it was because she had to have you that she couldn't go on all these adventures anymore. "The only problem now is that I have to endure this pain a little longer then we can explore the world as long as we want, dear." She chuckled, but her cough interrupted it.

You put down your book on your thighs and immediately reached out her hand.

"Mom, you are gonna get better, I promise. You have to."

You decided to google some camping spots that might intrigue you, you weren't looking for anything opulent or temerarious, just enough to clear your mind off the gloom and to invigorate the spirit in you to go back to work. Maybe, you'd try to meditate in the middle of the woods, yeah, you've always wondered about that, would it really be effective? This might be the time to discover the answer. You can picture it, the fresh air encompassing you, the sound of the birds chirping as if they were welcoming you, and there wouldn't be a single soul that could intrude your solitude.

After doing some research, you decided that you have found the perfect spot. A green-covered land somewhere down South, you did a little deeper digging into its whereabouts, and you took a screenshot of it and bookmarked the page.

That night, you started to feel like the match inside you was lit. After days of being engulfed in grief, you started to feel hope, just a sheer of it. But it was enough to make you feel like you weren't so lost and hopeless. You decided to have an early night after you finished watching Friends and get yourself some rest. You are going to wake up early to pack and prepare yourself to leave this godforsaken town for a few days. You were excited to see what tomorrow holds.

The next morning, you took a shower and got yourself ready. You had packed just enough to last a few days in the woods. You brought your camping tent with you, the one your mother had bought but never actually got to use it. You put your travel bag in the trunk of your car and you sat on the driver's seat to heat up the engine.

You put on some relaxing Jazz music to console your ears and to prevent your thoughts from drifting to your mother. You were going to focus on the roads and what was waiting ahead of you. The soft hum of the engine soothed you. You were savoring the crisp air of Autumn. Fall was your favorite season, the way everything seems chill and slow, it wasn't loud and harsh like summer, but it does feel like a faint new beginning in a way, like the transition of the 5 am sky, from dark hue midnight sky to a luminous royal blue.

You had the windows rolled down as the wind wafted your skin. You were dressed in your cotton knit cream sweater and a knee-length denim shorts. You had taken a quick stop at the nearest Starbucks outlet to get a cup of hot chocolate. You weren't exactly a coffee type of person. You didn't exactly get what makes people so addicted to it. You didn't like the still remaining taste despite pouring three packets of sugar on it. You loved the hot chocolate because sweetness always enlightened your mood. Your mother used to make you a glass of hot chocolate when you were groggy or when you were anxious. You guess it sticks with you no matter how old you are.

A few hours down the road, the temperature started to rise, you can feel the sticky sweat clinging on your skin cloaked under the thickness of your sweater. You stopped by the gas station to fill in your tank, you were back on the road after you bought some snacks. Not only your car that needed to be loaded, but your stomach also did.

You finally arrived at your destination. You had to drive down some uneven roads that bounced all your items inside and you were feeling a bit nauseated after hours of sitting on the driver's seat and the coarse path. But when you finally reached the spot that you found on the internet, it was worth it. You forgot all the hindrances that you had to endure to get yourself here. The pictures that you saved on your phone didn't do justice to the real scenery.

The land was surrounded by nothing but pine green circling around you. The trees were tall, venerable, and benignant. You could hear the sound of the waterfall coursing through the river and it was a picturesque sight. You took a deep breath to inhale the fresh air. For a second, you forgot what you were here in the first place, you relished the stunning mother nature before you.

But then a picture of your mother, smiling emerged into view. You remembered the look on her face when she talked about all the travel plans she had when she recovers. She never had that chance, and it tore you to pieces, again. The thing about losing someone you love the most is that no matter how many good things you have throwing themselves on your way, the pain doesn't just vanish into thin air. It leaves and comes back every once in a while. It gives you space to breathe and to collect yourself and then when it knows you've walked long enough in the light, it comes back to haunt you, reminding you that it never really left.

But you tried to focus on the present, you can't make your mother come back or travel back in time to keep her alive, so you were going to cherish this moment for her. You were going to feast on this fleeting tranquility that you have.

You stood there until you felt like you were jaded for being on your feet for too long. You went back to your car to take your tent and try to set it up. You had to look that up on the internet too, to get it standing perfectly. After what feels like your thousandth attempts, you were glad that it finally relented and let you use it as a makeshift home.

By the time you were done, it was already afternoon. You decided that you were going to take a look around the woods, you weren't going to just stay in one spot, you still had a few hours until it goes dark and of course you weren't going to be stupid enough to wander around the forest that you had never been to after dusk.

You decided you were going to just walk in nearby areas. You were terrified of getting too far, you might end up lost and couldn't find your way back. You only brought your cellphone that was practically useless because you couldn't find any signal there, but you still needed it to take pictures. You also decided to take a bottle of water with you. Quenching your thirst is essential in a journey through the woods.

You kept on walking while stopping once in a while to capture what you find stunning. You were so lost in looking for your next shot to snap, you didn't see the edged branch that was tapered pointedly until your skin grazed against it, causing a deep, painful cut on your left thigh. It was so piked that it left a horizontal shred on your knee-high shorts too.

You dropped your phone to the soil and yielded a high pitched squeal. It reminded you of the traumatic incident in kindergarten, where you were playing chase and run with a classmate, and you stumbled on a hard rock that left a permanent scar on your right knee.

You fell on the ground because you couldn't withhold the agony any longer. You try to stop the bleeding by ripping a piece of your torn jeans, even though it required some struggle. You did not want to let it get infected. You bandaged the crimson wound and you sat there for a few minutes to calm yourself down. You held yourself back on your hands pressed to the soil, you didn't care that it was going to get dirty, you just needed to find a comfortable position until you decide that you were strong enough to return to your tent.

Little did you know, your shriek had invited an unwanted presence. No, no, not the spooky kind. More like a starving wolf that you saw in your dreams a couple of nights ago, with spiked tusks ready to hunt its prey.

So much for thinking that this would be the best vacation of your life...

Steve Rogers had been living in this enormous cabin in the woods all his life. He was raised by his parents whom his grandparents trusted to take care of the cabin. When his grandfather died, he left it to his parents as his inheritance. His father used to teach him hunting and his mother used to teach him how to cook. They taught him a lot of things to survive living in the woods. It wasn't an easy life, they had to get things done all by themselves.

They had to work hard to get their basic needs. They had to habituate themselves in being isolated. It wasn't a difficult thing for Steve because he was always a lone wolf who was vigilant towards his privacy, but a part of he couldn't help but wish that he had someone to take care of. Someone he could keep to himself. Someone who he could call his and his only. Someone who he could... possess. He didn't feel lonely, no, he loved being alone. He loved his autonomy. But he was only a man after all and man has needs. When he was feeling needy and jerking himself off wasn't just doing it anymore for him, he would often go to the city, an hour drive was all it took to get to the nearest brothel house.

Whenever he walked into the door of that ranch, his steps were heard loud and clear and his presence was witnessed effortlessly. It wasn't difficult for a man like him to spend hours in the bordello, his stamina was ceaseless and, let's just say that he was an... ingenious man. He understood a woman's body and what it desires. He wasn't afraid to use his skill and his expertise to fulfill his appetite and his subject. Oh, and how he could take his time to satisfy each one of these ladies.

But whenever he was finished, he would return home with this feeling of void, yes his physical thirst was quenched and his cock wasn't painfully hard anymore that it hurt, at least he got to release the tension that would've left him high and dry if he hadn't fucked some pussy, but there was still something missing. He still hadn't found that one thing he could domineer within the privacy of the woods. The brothel provided private rooms for their customers for sure, but nothing was more pleasant to him than being in his own private quarters, and the thought that these women he had a good time with weren't exactly his, bored him.

He was fatigued by the fact that they have slept with other people too. It's not like he had some sort of attachment to any of them, but that just reminded him of something he still couldn't find. He needed to make a quick move. He was a determined man, once he set his mind on something, he will do whatever it takes to obtain it. And once he found that one girl that he knew would be his favorite possession, he would take her without a second thought and he would make her his.

He drove his beatdown truck back into the woods, the deserted road had become too familiar to him to turn on the beam headlights. He cleaned himself off under the boiling hot water, wipe away the droplets of water that were clinging to his slightly tanned skin, after years of hunting in the middle of the day where the sun was scorching hot and he never bothered of covering every inch of himself up, nobody was going to see him after all.

Later that night, he dropped himself on to the mattress without being bothered to put on any coverups. He always slept nude. It started drizzling outside when he decided that he was going to call it a night. He was going to go hunting tomorrow, so he needed to gather all his energy to make sure he wouldn't miss his target on the day. So he shut his eyes away and drifted into unconsciousness.

The next morning, he woke up precisely at 7.30 am and gathered all his hunting tools. He had his rifle and his bullets with him. Although he didn't really need much because he had been doing this his whole life, he almost never missed a shot. He was patient enough to observe his target, and he calculated his next move meticulously. He put the rifle near his nose then he waited until he knew his shot would be hit exactly between the target's eyes. Then bam! Within a matter of seconds, it ceased to breathe. Then he put the lifeless creature into his sack.

The day was still young and he decided to repose and chugged down half of the water container. When he felt energized enough, he decided to hike a little farther into the outer parts of the woods. He packed up his rifle and his water container along with his deceased prey.

That's when he heard it. An earsplitting squeal. His senses were alert enough to measure the direction of where it came from. His pace was accelerated towards it. He didn't halt until he saw a tiny, cotton-knit wrapped figure, reclining on the muddy ground, bandaging what seemed to be her wounded thigh with a piece of ripped jeans.

He stood there behind a giant tree, leaning on his arm against it, and observed the sight before him. A young, beautiful girl who didn't look any older than 25, she looked in distress. Her hands were dirty of mud. She seemed unaware of her environs.

She kept mewling in pain, he didn't know how she got the wound, although he could put it in his head that with the phone that was lying next to her, the screen still on display, and next to her head was a very twinged branch, he could put the math together and theorized that she was too starstruck by the sceneries in this woods, just like any other local tourist would, that she didn't notice the poked out, nature-made shank.

But he was entranced by the sight before him. She was really pretty, the kind of beauty that makes you want to keep your eyes on nothing else but her. Like the constellation had aligned, burst into flames, landed on the Earth, and gave birth to a woman. It was divine and striking, in the most heartwarming way.

He wasn't standing too far away but it was enough to not alarm her. The benefit was that he could keep ogling as long as he wanted. About twenty minutes had passed and she finally decided to get on her feet. She picked up her phone and pat her hands together to brush off the remnants of the dirt that were still clinging to her palms. Her sweater was slightly tarnished but she didn't seem to bother stroking it off. She walked to the other direction. She was limping but she held herself straight.

She finally halted at the place where there was a tent, illuminated from the inside, and there was a car. He learned immediately that, that's where she was staying. The usual tourist spot. He didn't see anyone else with her. She seemed to be camping alone.

That was odd, usually, couples, a group of high school kids, or families camp together. He was always irked by those intruders who occupied the land. They luxuriated from nature, but how did they pay her in return? By littering the surface and leaving junk all over the site. They didn't even bother gathering them in one place so that it would be easier for the Foresters to pick them up.

Poor girl, he thought. She must be really lonely to go out here alone. People don't choose these woods to have 'alone' time. They usually choose the libraries or the Bahamas, if they want to go a little extravagant. This girl mustn't know a lot about camping too, from the way she set up her tent, it looks slightly rumpled, it could still keep her safe though, well not too safe, now that he's here. But at least she wouldn't be soaked if it rains.

Her car was parked right behind the tent, it was a simple pearl white Chevy Spark. She seemed to travel light. He couldn't see much through the tinted windows, but he had seen giant truck cars and jeeps that were overweight with travel bags more than necessary. He memorized all the details of the setting and made a fixed resolution on his mind.

He is doing some hunting tonight...

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Coffee

Description: Younghoon hates coffee. But he visits the cafe near his house everyday and drinks coffee as an excuse to see the cute owner.

Pairing: Younghoon x Chanhee (Bbangnyu)

Genre: Fluff, Romance

Younghoon drags himself out of his bed at 6 am. It is early. He should be resting for fuck's sake. After all it was sunday. It was the day where people stayed in their beds till late and rest. Younghoon used to do the same. Until a month ago. Until the cafe near his house opened. Until he saw the cute owner. Call him a sap but it was love at first sight. Yep Younghoon was totally whipped. He didn't liked coffee. God he hated coffee. It was bitter and just looked plain boring with its brown color. It wasn't Younghoon's type. But he had learnt to drink coffee everyday. After all getting a coffee was the easiest excuse he had to go see the owner of the cafe. He goes to his bathroom and freshen up washing his face and brushing his teeth. After grooming himself he goes downstairs with a book he had gotten from the library and his phone. He sees his housemate Jacob already awake and in the kitchen making coffee. "Going out to see the cutie again?" Jacob questions with a knowing look. Younghoon feels his face getting hotter as his cheeks turned a light pink. "You should try talking to him you know. It has been a month and you only know his name." Jacob snickers as he brings his cup of coffee and takes a sip. Younghoon grumbles as he walks out of the house.

He walks down the sidewalk as he mentally prepares himself to see the cute owner. But he knew he could never be prepared. The owner, whose name he learned was Chanhee, was pretty. Too pretty. Chanhee was ethereal. Younghoon could say with no hesitation that he has never seen someone as beautiful and as pretty as Chanhee. He wasn't even exaggerating. He reaches the cafe in a few minute and he stands in front of the glass door like an idiot for another good minute. With a deep breath, he opens the door and walks inside. The bell chimes lightly as he walks in. The sound causing Chanhee to look up from his phone. A sweet smile forms on the male's lips when he sees Younghoon. "Good morning Younghoon~ Should I give you the usual?" He speaks. If Younghoon looked calm to others at that moment then they were wrong. Internally he was screaming. Chanhee's voice was smooth and light. Younghoon was convinced that Chanhee has the voice of an angel ever since the first he had heard his voice. "Good morning. Yes please the usual." He says willing himself to not stutter. Chanhee gives him another smile as he goes to prepare Younghoon's drink. A latte, it was what he usually drank.

Younghoon takes a seat and places his phone on the table. He opens the book he brought with him. It was a young adult romance novel called "To All The Boys I've Loved Before" by the author named Jenny Han. He is not really sure why he even got this book but he was mildly interested by the name of the book. As he was reading through the first page Chanhee approaches him with his latte and a plate filled with some chocolate chip cookies. He places them down on the table. Younghoon looks at the cookies and at Chanhee. "I didn't asked for cookies..." He trails down a bit awkward and a bit shy. "It is on house." Chanhee says and without further words the smaller male works away living Younghoon with his heart thumping hard against his chest. 'Calm down dear stupid heart.' He internally says. He tries to go back to reading the book but he can barely focus. He looks up at Chanhee who seems to be making a drink for himself. He stares shamelessly as the male makes the drink. After the drink was done Chanhee pours it in another glass and takes a sip from it. Some of the whip cream from the drink are left on the coner of his lips. Younghoon curses at himself internally when he sees the younger poke his tongue out a bit and licking off the whip cream from the corner of his lips. "Fuck that's cute." Younghoon mumbles to himself as he closes his book. He had realized that he is not going to be able to read at all.

He looks back at Chanhee who sighs as he looks down at his drink. 'Say something idiot.' He thinks to himself. Trying to come up with something to say. "Uh hey you can s-sit with me right now." He stutters out catching Chanhee's attention. 'Great. You just had to stutter like some high schooler talking to their crush.' He scolds himself mentally. Surprisingly Chanhee grabs his drink as he comes up to where Younghoon was sitting putting down his drink on the table beside Younghoon's. He sits on the opposite side. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here." Chanhee says and jesus christ Younghoon feels like he is about to have a heart attack. "It's okay. I don't mind." Younghoon says. Chanhee gives him a grateful smile and takes another sip from his cup. "You are really beautiful." Younghoon blurts out, his face turning bright red when he realized he had spoken his thoughts out loud. Chanhee looks surprised but he doesn't looked creeped out or so as Younghoon had thought. "Well thank you. You are really handsome too." Chanhee says with a flirty tone. "I am not... that handsome." Younghoon says rubbing the back of his neck suddenly getting more shy than he already was. "I am not lying. I am sure you have girls and boys running after you. You probably have a lover too." Chanhee snorts. Younghoon knew Chanhee was right at least about girls and boys running after him. He didn't liked to brag about his visual or so but it didn't changed the fact that Younghoon had the visuals that leaves people whipped. "I don't have a lover. But I do have my eyes on someone." He answered. He internally pats himself for not stuttering again. "That's great. I am sure they must like you too." Chanhee says, his expression unreadable. "I am not sure. He is really pretty. Beautiful. What if he already has a lover or so?" Younghoon asks staring at Chanhee.

The smaller male lets out a small huff. "Not all pretty and beautiful person have a lover you know." Chanhee muttered. "Then what about you? Do you have a lover?" Younghoon blurts out. "I don't sadly. Used to have one though we ended things." Chanhee says. Younghoon hums as he drinks his latte, then picking up a cookie and eating it. As expected it tasted very good. He stares at Chanhee who seems to be in thinking about something, in a daze. 'Say something. Come on Younghoon! Ask him out.' He internally screamed at himself. Like jacob had told him, he really did needed to say something and interact more with Chanhee. He needs to grow some balls as Jacob's boyfriend Kevin had told him. "Would you like to go out with me?" Younghoon blurts out fast. "H-Huh?" Chanhee looked at him confused. He didn't quite heard the maleas he was deep in his thought. "What I said is.. Would you like to go out with me?" Younghoon asked again, his fingers fiddling with each other feeling nervous. Chanhee smiled brightly at his words. "Are you perhaps asking me out on a date Younghoon-ssi?" He teased making the said male blush. "Yes." He said, his face flushed. "You are so cute~" Chanhee snickered adorably. "So will you?" Younghoon asked. "Yes handsome. I would love to. But about that someone you had eyes on." Chanhee asked remembering Younghoon's words from a while ago. "That someone is you idiot." Younghoon huffs as leaned back. Embrassed, wanting the floor to just open up and swallow him.

"Really?" Chanhee asked surprised. "Y-Yeah..." Younghoon trails off. "That's... wow I didn't expected that. I mean.. You sure? You really had your eyes on me?" Chanhee asked, cheeks tinted pink similar to Younghoon. "Yes really! I mean I don't even like coffee but I come here to drink one as an excuse to see you." Younghoon says and then freezes up when he realized what he just said. 'Oh shit I must sound creepy. God' He internally groans. "You drink coffee which you hate just so you can use it as an excuse to meet me?" Chanhee asks pointing at himself and then he starts laughing. "Oh my god. Poor you! Why would you even drink coffee if you hate it. You are an idiot." Chanhee gasps out between laughs. "Hey don't laugh at me. I didn't had any other excuse okay." He defends himself. "You are so cute." Chanhee states as he calms down. "You are even more cuter. Have you even seen yourself? You are like really really pretty." Younghoon says making Chanhee smile bigger at the compliments. Just then Younghoon's phone rang. He looked at the caller name and realized it was Jacob. He quickly picked up the call. "Hey Hoon. Can you come back fast? I am so sorry for calling you when you are probably having a 'moment' or whatever you wanna call it. But I really need your help." Jacob said. Younghoon hummed. "It's okay hyung I will come back now." He replies then ended the call.

He looked at Chanhee who looks at him with raised eyebrow. "My hyung. He needs help so I have to go back." He mumbles a bit sad that he had to leave chanhee. "Oh. Of course. But wait let me get you something." Chanhee says as hw stands up. After a few minutes he comes back out with a box. "Here. You can... You know share it with your hyung. It's cookies and it's on the house." Chanhee says handing Younghoon a well packed box of cookies. Hesitantly Younghoon accepts it. He felt bad for taking it for free but Chnahee didn't let him pay. The smaller didn't even let him pay for the coffee too. Instead telling him to rush back home as his hyung was probably waiting for him. With a pout Younghoon walks back home. When he reaches his home he is greeted by Kevin and Jacob in the kitchen. "Thank god you are here. I am sorry. But me and Kevin need your help in moving some furnitures." Jacob said. "It's alright hyung. Here. Chanhee gave me." Younghoon says handing Jacob the box of cookies. "That's kind of him." The older says as he puts it down on the counter and opens it. His eyes widen when he saw what was inside. Cookies of different types were in it. But something even more 'important' was there. A slip of paper. "Younghoon I think you should see this." Jacob says as he pulls out the paper handing it to Younghoon who looked confused. He grabs the paper and read its content.

"I also had my eyes on you for a while and I would totally like to hang out with you. A date maybe? Text me :)

[Inserts phone number]

- Choi Chanhee

Younghoon gasp. "HE GAVE YOU HIS NUMBER?!" Kevin hollers as he gives Younghoon a side hug. "Finally! There is a progress." Jacob says wiping fake tears. "What are you waiting for idiot! Save that number and text him!" Kevin encourages. Younghoon does as he is told. He saved the number and sent a simple text. A big smile growing on his face. Finally he was having the chance to speak and interact more with the cute owner who he had been after for a whole month. He knew it was a start of something beautiful. A great chance of making Chanhee his and he sure as hell was not going to pass this chance. After all Kim Younghoon had spent a whole month drinking coffee, a drink he hates just to use it as an excuse to see the said male and maybe, Younghoon realizes, he might not hate coffee if it was made by Choi Chanhee.

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[phoebe-lou]

A Forgotten Birthday

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy

Pairing: Number Five x reader

Summary: After saving the world from the apocalypse, Five struggles with living a simple life causing a strain on his relationship.

Word Count: 2009

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5...4...3...2..1! Happy Birthday to me.

Sunlight shone throughout my room, and a gentle breeze drifted through the open windows. Looking over at the clock which now read 6.00am, I allowed a smile to grace over my lips. I had been restless all night and had been sat up worrying about Five like usual. I hoped today would be different, giving both of us one day to take a break from his obsessive apocalyptic nature.

Rolling over on my side, I was shocked to find the other side of the bed empty and Five's early morning 'signature' coffee missing. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I peeled back the duvet and groggily trudged over to the bathroom. After gently splashing some cold water over my face and brushing my teeth, I tossed my crazy-ass hair into a messy bun like a boss, and began the trek to the kitchen.

Expecting to be greeted with breakfast and a fresh cup of coffee, I found non other than a half-naked Klaus passed out on the table, and Five no where in sight. For fucks sake. I rolled my eyes and began making Klaus some breakfast as he'll need some hangover food to soak up all the alcohol. I decided to just throw in some toast and pour a glass of orange juice, as Klaus began waking up and mumbling something about his ass and chocolate pudding?

"Morning sunshine." I said with an amused smile on my face, whilst Klaus began to groan and pulled himself up into a sitting position.

"What rude bitch opened the blinds this morning?" He said after accepting a glass of orange juice I handed him.

"That would have been you, and your amazing Picasso skills last night I'm guessing."

Klaus looked up at the blinds to see that someone had cut them up to make some clothes, since there was underwear shaped holes missing.

"I was wondering what I was wearing, it's definitely not yours or Allison's."

"I think the yellow 'blind' underwear, really complements your eyes." I laughed winking at him, as I took the toast out and began buttering it.

"Danke."

"So what year is it again?" Klaus mumbled as he began munching on the toast I put in front of him.

"You mean the date Klaus?."

"Yeah that."

"It's __________ (insert birthday🥳)."

"Holy shit!" Klaus shot up, knocking his chair over and throwing the toast to the ground. Then sassily marched over to me, where he pulled me into a giant bone crushing hug. Jesus how does he wake up so fast?

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU SEXY MIDGET."

"I'M ONLY 4"10, FIGHT ME BITCH."

"ALSO BEN SAYS HAPPY BIRTHDAY."

"TELL HIM I LOVE HIM."

*Meanwhile Ben just rolls his eyes*

"There is way too much Klaus and Y/N in here, this early in the morning." Diego huffed as he began filling up the kettle, not even bothering to comment on Klaus's attire.

"Good morning to you too Antonio Banderas." Klaus laughed and high-fived me.

"Besides it's only 7.00am." I smiled.

"Whatever."

"Oooo whose got your panties in a twist?."

"Anyway, Happy Birthday Y/N." Diego huffed.

"Awww you remembered, I knew you loved me really." I said forcing Diego into a hug which he eventually gave into. Suddenly another pair of arms wrapped around us. Diego became alarmed and shouted "What is wrong with you?!"

Klaus innocently smiled "I just wanted to be part of the moment."

"What's wrong with who?" Trust monkey boy to enter at this moment.

"I'll take this as my leave." Diego shrugged Klaus's arms off him, then subtly tilted his head at me, towards a card he placed by the microwave. Before marching off, after I gave him a beaming smile and a wave.

"Happy Birthday kid."

"Thanks Luther but you know I'm 28 years older than you."

"And your even more immature than Klaus, and trust me that's saying something."

"Rude. Hey don't agree with him Ben, you're supposed to be on my side." Klaus began to have a one-sided argument with 'Ben.' While I took this as a chance to slip out the kitchen and get ready.

*2 hours later*

Yes I'm high maintenance, and looking this gorgeous takes a while.

I finally finished my outfit my adding my new moon necklace, which was a birthday present from Luther (that was probably picked by Allison).

I sprayed some perfume and let my h/c  hair fall down. Mission was ago. Find Five. Get drunk. Party. Have an awesome birthday. Go back a few steps and whoop Five's ass for no breakfast in bed. Perfect.

I looked through the entire house, where there was no trace of him so decided to head over to Griddy's Doughnuts. As I opened the front door, I walked into Allison and Vanya who immediately wished me a Happy Birthday and began planning a girls night out. Just what I need after putting up with all this shit, Five keeps throwing at me.

*Flashback* - Warning Mild Smut ⚠️

I was lounging across Five's bed pretending to read this boring romance novel, whilst Five was consistently writing long, complicated equations all over his wall. I wasn't expecting this is what he meant when he invited me over to spend sometime together. My patience was wearing thin, as I tried to tell myself that he was just not used to having a life outside of the apocalypse. But I went through it with him, so if I can learn to adapt, he should to.

Sneakily looking over at him, I came up with a plan to draw his attention away. Gently placing the book on the bed, I slowly walked towards him and placed my arms around his neck. It was no shocker that he immediately tensed up and his brows began to frown deeper.

"What do you want Y/N?"

"Not much." I whispered in his ear, as I ghosted my lips over his neck. "Just a little bit of attention."

Five sighed and tried to focus on the equation he was working on, which had now proven difficult as I began to pepper kisses along his jaw.

"Come on, enough."

I ignored him and began to drag my soft kisses down his neck, sucking a little harder until I found his sweet spot. Got you.

"Y/N...." He drifted off, as the pen dropped from his hands.

"Hmm?" I smirked and began grasping at his dark hair.

He finally turned around and smashed our lips together sloppily, as our tongues began fighting for dominance. He obviously won. His hands began to gently slide up the bottom of my top, just resting above my hips as he began to draw circles on my skin. Suddenly blue sparks surrounded us as I found ourselves teleported onto his desk.

He shoved all of his work out the way and began making out with me again. I gradually lifted my arms up, as he began to pull my top off...

"Y/N?"

"Y/N?"

"Y/N?!!"

My eyes fluttered dreamily as I looked over at Five who was frowning at me.

"For gods sake, did you fall asleep?! I wanted some help with these equations as you're the only non-idiotic person I know. Ugh forget it, of course it doesn't matter if there's another apocalypse." He whined sarcastically, and turned back around, continuing his work.

Five's writing came to a stop and as I launched my book at the walk near his head.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He shouted, finally exploding with frustration.

"You're an ass." I mumbled. He rolled his eyes and teleported away, probably before he did or said something he'd regret.

I preferred dream Five.

*Flashback over*

Arriving at Griddy's, I locked the car and walked over to the entrance and went inside. Surprise, surprise my 'affectionate' boyfriend was sat with a mug of coffee writing equations on napkins.

"Well, well, well good afternoon handsome." Five looked up irritated and forced a smile.

"What is it?" Was he joking?

"I thought we were going to spend the day together, you said you had something planned last week."

"We'll have to reschedule or something."

"Hahaha very funny grumpy-ass." He didn't look very amused, as he sighed and took a long sip of coffee.

"Can we talk later, I'm kind of in the middle of something?"

Alarms were going off. He had forgotten. Maybe he needed a little more convincing and a few hints.

"Well today is kind of a special day." He looked blankly at me before he gave me a genuine smile.

"Is it national coffee day? Thanks for reminding me gorgeous." He smirked and winked. Was he for fucking real?

"Maybe you should get some cake with that coffee."

"The sweetness ruins the bitter taste I like." You bitter old bugger.

"Isn't there something you're forgetting Five? Some sort of special day, for a special girl."

"Shit. You're right. Meet me at the house in 20 mins." With that he teleported away. Well my work here is done. I'm expecting a decent last minute party though.

After wasting 30 mins shopping, I decided to head back and see what Five had done. As I entered the house it was really quiet, until I reached the living room....

Where Five sat lounging on a sofa drinking margaritas with Dolores.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!!"

"Well when you say about a special day for a special lady, I remembered-d that it's been some years years since we found the lovely-y Dolores." He smirked cheekily at me and offered me a glass.

"Are you drunk?"

"No...."

"......."

"Maybe..."

"......"

"Yes..."

Just at the wrong time everyone came rushing in with party poppers, and balloons shouting 'SURPRISE.' I looked down to the floor with angry tears burning down my cheeks, I couldn't believe him. Everyone could sense the tension in the room, except for Five who still looked completely clueless.

"What's goin-n on? He slurred.

"Check the calendar..." I whispered.

I couldn't stand everyone looking at me with such pity so I went straight to our room, crying myself to sleep early.

*A few hours later*

I woke up to knocking at the door.

"Go away."

Hearing the familiar sound of Five's special jump I buried my face into my pillow.

"Can we talk...?"

"...."

"Please... Y/N."

"...."

"Can we just..."

"WHAT?!" I hissed, ripping the duvet off me to glare at him.

He straight away noticed my red, blotchy face, and long tear lines causing my mascara to run down my face.

"I'm sorry..." With that Five burst into tears. I'd only ever seem him cry twice so I wasn't sure what to do.

"I'm sorry-y... I've j-just been trying-g to be ready f-for something bad to happen-n again, as I know the c-commission wants order-r. We've both been-n to hell and b-back, and I can't imagine-e loosing you. I j-just wanted to keep-p you safe, but I've b-been so wrapped up in d-doing all these possible equations-s, that I've p-pushed you away.... Then I've been-n so preoccupied that I forgot-t your b-birthday..."

"Oh Five." I wrapped my arms around him as he began to sob into my chest. I whispered soothing words as I gently rubbed his back.

"You'll never loose me, and I'm not upset about my birthday that much. I honestly just miss spending time with you, and can't believe you prioritised coffee and a manikin over me you ass!" At this Five chuckled and began to calm down.

"You know I don't say it enough... but I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Five."

"Did you want to have that amazing party you've been telling me about?"

"Actually can we just spend the rest of today cuddling and watch a move?"

"Anything you want love."

"You were totally jealous of Dolores."

"Shut up Five."

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[palimpsessed]

So @captain-aralias​ did one of these and invited other writers to do the same. And I wasn't really going to because it feels a bit late now and also I've done quite a few other year in review posts for 2020. But then I got to thinking that it would be really nice to have one of these for each year to look back on and compare, which convinced me. So, here we go!

If you’re a writer, I’d also encourage you to steal this. Tag me on your post so I can see your thoughts! 🥰

List of Complete Fics for 2020 1. At the Top of a Tower, With You- General, 900 words 2. Use Your Words- Teen, 16k 3. A Man of Letters, or Five Times Baz Retreats and the One Time He Doesn’t- Teen, 54k 4. To the Manor Borne- Teen, 43k

Total: 4 fics, 113k words

Every one of these fics was written for an event, which, realistically, is the only reason they got finished. I have so many ideas I'm working on all at once, and I came into fandom with a focus on making art, so to actually find the motivation to sit down and write/finish/post a fic was entirely deadline based. And it's a technique I'm sure I will also employ in 2021.

Best/Worst Title?

Well, I've mentioned a few times before that I usually have a title before I have much in the way of a fic concept. I don't really dislike any of the my titles, because they all did exactly what I needed them to do, which was help me focus on what I wanted to accomplish in the fic. Comparatively speaking, though, I can answer this.

Best: Use Your Words - succinct, idiomatic, a book quote/motif that also has the potential to be a spell, does what it says on the tin, is probably what all of us are constantly yelling at Baz and Simon to do throughout the books and the fic itself

(Honorable mention to A Man of Letters because that title forms a perfect heart shape when viewed on mobile on AO3. ❤️)

Worst: At the Top of a Tower, With You - this is also a quote and it fits the fic perfectly, but it is a bit of a mouthful and it has a comma in the middle of it, which, while I love commas, feels a bit off-putting in terms of a title - also, it's always kind of bothered me that it's a Baz WS quote used for a CO-era Lucy POV

Best/worst summary?

Again, I don't really dislike any of my summaries.

Best:

To the Manor Borne: The gang decides to spend Christmas together at Pitch Manor. Romance, hijinks, and holiday cheer ensue.

Anything that lets me use the word hijinks is always good! - it's short and sweet - it does a fair job of setting up the premise for the fic and giving highlights, without giving anything away

Worst: A Man of Letters

I'm not going to include this one because it's so long, I had to cut down the version I posted on tumblr to fit in the AO3 field, which is really why I rank it below my others - it effectively sets up the world of Simon and Baz in Regency England prior to where the story starts, but it is prohibitively long - and it's set up, not summary, so it also loses points for not doing what it purports to do - I could have said exactly what this fic was in one sentence: "Simon and Baz meet at several Regency-appropriate venues over the course of a London season and reflect on their acquaintance in letters", but instead I did the full book jacket version because it was more interesting to me.

Best/Worst First Line?

Oh, this is interesting. I can honestly say that I have no idea where this will go. Going to pull up my docs and find out! Okay, since I only have four fics to consider, and I'm feeling split, I'm going to do two for each. I feel good about my words, but I will say that half of my first lines actually provide information, and the other half are incomplete thoughts. Those were stylistic decisions I made, but when taken alone, it does somewhat limit the effectivness of a sentence when it can't stand without the rest of the paragraph. Perhaps that decision will lure readers in for more?

Best:

In the end, we wind up at Pitch Manor. (To the Manor Borne)

I know that you won't be surprised when I tell you that I do not like writing letters. (A Man of Letters)

Kind of interesting that these both contain key words from the titles 🤔

Worst:

I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do this. (Use Your Words)

I love how the title seems to be answering Baz's question when the two are put together like this 😂

Strange that it should end here, where it all started. (At the Top of a Tower, With You)

The title also seems to complete the first line in this one, too. I'm learning about my writing as this goes on, so that's cool!

Best/Worst Last Line?

Hmm. Okay, again, no idea. Also, a little leery of including last lines for anyone who hasn't read the fics they're from yet. (Tho I guess it's unlikely those people would be reading this😆) But let's see what we've got.

Use Your Words and A Man of Letters have very similar final lines, and both are somewhat spoilery.

Best: The ending of A Man of Letters felt risky to me, in the way that it is formatted and changes tone from the rest of the story. It was something that happened as I wrote it and I loved it. I had no idea if readers would like it, if they would feel like it worked as an ending, but I felt strongly enough about it to let the entire fic hinge on that and I think it really paid off. So, without giving you the actual last line, which is only one word, I'm going to say that one is my best ending.

Worst:

To the Manor Borne: "Carry on, Simon."

It's not bad, it's just not mine.

Looking back, did you write more fics than you thought you would this year, fewer than you thought, or about what you predicted?

I did not set out to write any fics in 2020. I was supposed to be taking a break from writing. I've been an aspiring novelist for half my life now, and have been going through major ups and downs with my writing. I decided I needed to re-evaluate and figure out if writing was something that was even going to be able to make me happy anymore. The answer is: YES! Just…not original fiction. At the moment. I'm happiest when I can write for the sake of writing and not have to DO something with that writing. Which is why discovering fan fiction was AMAZING!!!! 🥰🥰🥰

To actually answer the question, yes, I wrote more than I thought I would. I also wrote exactly as much as I thought I would, simply because these were all things I signed up for (with the exception of my Countdown fic, but I committed to it as if it were something that required a sign up).

I have a lot more ideas for 2021, but I don't know how many of them will come to fruition. I'm not putting pressure on myself to have to do anything beyond what I sign up for again, because it did work out so well for me starting off.

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted last year?

I mean, the pairing and the fandom were in no way a surprise. 😆 They're my only ones, so those were both a given. The genre is also not surprising.

What's your favorite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest?

A Man of Letters, without any hesitation. I adore it so much. It's the kind of fic I know I will unabashedly sit down to read over and over, even if I'm the one who wrote it. I had one reader to please and it was ME. By far, my most self-indulgent fic.

Okay, NOW your most popular story?

That depends on the metric.

To the Manor Borne leads in Comments (107), Kudos (153), and Hits (1992), and Use Your Words leads in Bookmarks (26).

But since To the Manor Borne is top in 3 out of 4 metrics, I'll say that one.

Story most upderappreciated by the universe?

I mean, the least popular by a wide margin is At the Top of a Tower, With You, but I don't know if I'd call it underappreciated. It's short, it's angsty, it's got a very unusual style, it's Lucy POV, it's the first fic I wrote and posted. I didn't really go into it with high performance expectations. I'm proud of it, I just didn't expect it to be popular. It would be nice if more people read it, but I'm not broken up over it.

Story that could have been better?

I'm not even going to touch this one. Everything can always be improved upon, but if I go down that route, nothing will ever be done. This is one of the things I have come to appreciate about traditional art versus digital. With traditional, there is only so much you can do before something is permanent and you have to live with it. It's an exercise in letting go and acceptance. Digital is flashier and more flexible, but I could (and have) spend months on a single piece and never feel satisfied, never stop tweaking. I think that's also the reason I started to hate my novels.

Sexiest story?

Based purely on overall vibes, I find the understated tension of the Regency the most appealing, so I'm going to say A Man of Letters. I didn't actually stray into sex territory in any of my fics (though Simon and Baz have had sex by the time To the Manor Borne starts, and refer to it, and probably do it "offscreen"), but A Man of Letters is the one that feels sexiest to me. Lots of thirsting!Baz and feral!Simon and sensual hand touching (how risqué!) - and YEARNING. That, to me, is the sexiest vibe of all. So. Much. Yearning.

Saddest story?

At the Top of a Tower, With You - for this one, I tagged "angst without plot" and I stand by that. It's Lucy losing her connection to Simon at the end of CO and trying to find a way to reconcile herself to leaving him alone again. I gave it as much of a hopeful bent as I could, with the refrain of Baz's spoken "love" to cling to, but it's very sad.

Most fun?

To the Manor Borne - All of my fics have their fair share of angst, but this one also has some good, silly, holiday fluff thrown in. Since I wrote it for the Countdown, each chapter was based on a different prompt, which led to this one going in all sorts of directions no single fic probably ever should. Plus, it has the most Shepard, and Shepard always makes things more fun.

Story with the single sweetest moment?

Oh my god. I don't know. No, never mind. I do. It's To the Manor Borne, but it's split between the two gift giving scenes, the Constellations and Secret Santa/Gift Giving prompts. These were private moments between Simon and Baz, sharing themselves with each other, being vulnerable, and communicating. It's the gifts they give each other, yes, but it's more so the reasons they chose those gifts, and how they show part of themselves and share their love for each other, through those gifts, that had me in tears writing those two scenes. I'm super proud of them.

Hardest story to write?

Use Your Words - it was written for an exchange and that made it really hard to write it knowing there was this pressure of making my gift-ee happy with the fic. I'm proud of it, and they really liked it, but the anxiety was too much for me.

Easiest/most fun story to write?

A Man of Letters - if there is a fic better suited to me as a writer, I haven't met it. I started writing after reading Pride and Prejudice in high school, so I started out writing Regency and I spent years and years and years of my life obsessed. When I transferred into college, an administrator I had never met before heard my name during orientation and said, "Oh, you're the Austen scholar." (It is a small, private college, and I was a transfer, so the pool of students was even smaller. But still. Many years later, I'm clearly not over it.) I also did my senior thesis on an epistolary novel (Frances Burney’s Evelina), and my English Lit emphasis was for that time period. So, I felt like I had been preparing for this fic my entire adult life. 😂

Did any stories shift your perceptions of the characters?

I don't think so. I tend to let my writing be dictated by the characters, so I'm always following their lead. Sometimes they'll do or say something that surprises me and takes me down a route I didn't necessarily foresee, but I don't think there was ever a point where one of them did something that made me rethink who they are as a character.

Most overdue story?

I will say A Man of Letters, since that one felt like a culmination of my seventeen-year-old self's wildest writing dreams. But I should probably say the Scooby Doo AU I still haven't managed to finish, because that one has been a WIP since I joined the fandom. Oops. (I'm hoping when I look over this in a year, I can feel smug that it's finally done.)

Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?

Writing at all was a risk for me! And writing fan fic for the very first time! Writing an entire fic told only through letters. And then ending it in a completely different style from the rest of the fic. Doing a multi-chaptered fic for the Countdown, using a different prompt for each chapter, and publishing a chapter every single day for thirty days (with the exception of two days that had art). Signing up for fandom events in the first place!

What I learned from taking risks in my writing is the same thing I learned when I took risks in my art this year. I have a much better appreciation for what I've done when I push myself, I feel better about the end product, and I like it longer. I think it's really good for me to challenge myself creatively.

This year's theme and the story that demonstrates it most?

Oh boy. Um. Therapy! Both Use Your Words and To the Manor Borne had their big HEA moments built around sending Simon and Baz to therapy. I don't think that's likely to change for future fics, either. I feel like therapy as the theme for 2020 seems very fitting. (Also, I think I keep sending the boys to therapy because I'm trying to get myself there…)

What are your fic writing goals for next year?

Just to write what I want to write, have fun, not put any pressure on myself, and to take risks in my writing and my art because it will help me to grow.

#fan fic year in review #my fic #at the top of a tower with you #use your words #a man of letters #to the manor borne

[edengarden]

Hello sweetheart ❤

I'm here again 👋🏼

I would love to request class matchup for my hero academia

I prefer Male matchup i'm girl [ straight ]

my height is 160CM I'm in the chubby side .

I have dark brown eyes they are almost black i have 5 beauty marks in my face small two under each of my eyes and big one between my nose and my upper lip .

I have one dimple, even with the tip of my lips, on the right side of my face, appears with the smallest expression

i wear big black farame glasses.

my hair is black 3B curly type and it's on the long side.

I'm an INFP-T personality types. hufflepuff

my sun sign is aries , moon virgo and rising libra .

I'm an only girl between 4 boys so I'm kinda spoiled kid .

I have mood swings but it's under control most of the time .

I have a childish personality most the time and Sometimes I act like a mature person , mostly lazing around and careless but i can also be a responsible and dependent person .

I get scared easily but i don't show it excited for the very close people to me because of that some people think I'm brave they are so wrong.

I'm clumsy person , my father saved my life a lot and always hold my hand when we are out together because I may spaces out in the middle of cutting the road.

i have a bad sense in directions i get lost a lot in my life and scared everyone in family so now they make sure I know where I'm going .

sometimes i really don't know what going around me and understand the subject late and it will be so late to open that subject again so I just imagine a 100 scenario about re-opening that subject.

To others I might appear cocky and ostentatious person but I am shy , quiet and awkward when meeting new people and i don't know how to respond.

but I changed completely when I'm comfortable with someone i act without thinking and talk a lot Literally about everything happen or anything I see .

Simply I turn to annoying human being .

I somehow can adjust to the people around me like my brothers used to call me nickname on purpose to make me angry but now I do anger them and call them by nicknames on purpose because they starts the game and I will continue playing it.

I think i was the person how hold my friends group because when my family moved to different country my friends go on different directions they all stayed my friends but they are not friends Anymore and that really make me very sad .

I'm now most of the time happy and chill person it's not easy to anger me .

When I get angry with someone they know they are in big trouble.

In some cases i turn to salty bitch like when someone harmed a close friend of mine or a family member i will eat that person alive because how dare they harm my people .

I love kids and I'm good at taking care of them so I'm the official babysitter for my cousins .

I speak 3 languages and I am about to learn the 4th one .

By the way I feel I'm not good at any one of the language I speak

The top two language i speak are Somalia and Arabic .

I'm bad at math if someone suddenly ask me 1+1 i will answer 0 but really good at all the other subjects math is my weakness.

In my life choices i follow my heart most often the times.

I like reading Romance novels , crime and mystery ones.

i love Baking, making sweets and eating them but I don't like cooking meals and I'm an decent chef because I start to cook a lot and my mom teaches me .

I'm addicted to coffee i drink at least two cups a day with all the coffee and start to fall for tea recently.

I really sleep a lot because I'm tired of socializing so i need to recharge my social battery.

most of my clothes are black and a little bit of different colors clothes

i don't use any makeup at because I think i don't look good with makeup all do is a simple skin care routine every few days.

i enjoy listening to music so much and I don't have a favorite type .

I playing playstation and mobile games but I'm slow player .

I shows my love and care by doing small things like making hot drink for someone in cold weather or buying small things i know the other person need and l like hugs a lot.

The most thing I hate about a person are lying even if it is a small lie in the eyes of the other person i will not accept it i value honest and truth a lot .

Also breaking a promise that literally will break my heart because I still remember an old promise my father made with me but he couldn't keep it .

I don't like people who try to manipulate me in any way or try to change my personality because I will accept everyone that way they are or i will leave them without harming them because everyone is precious .

Finally i don't like two face people how act nice in front of me or in front of someone else and they took bad about them in their back if someone told me bad things about other person i will immediately lose trust in that person .

this is what i have in mind now and I think i really talk a lot 😅

I hope I'm not bothering you here.

I will really enjoy reading what you will write

Thank you so much sweethearts

Have a wonderful time beautiful 🥰

I’m sending you to 1-B

Pls, as if Kendo didn’t have enough on her hands with Monoma, I can see her babysitting/tutoring you too because you have a tendency to zone out, get lost and stuff. You and Monoma have this odd vibe going on, where the two of you are completely different individuals but you always end up in the same space. Aka Kendou’s space, poor girl. It’s even worst because you probably can’t even STAND Monoma half of the time.

Other than that, you and the other 1-B girls are ADORABLE together, please most of you exude a Calm with a Feral Side Underneath vibe, and I think you guys all get really close together! A lot of helping goes around. You and Pony get close as friends because you both know the struggles of trying to handle multiple languages at once. SOLIDARITY. Everyone admires you two for being fluent in more languages but they don’t know the pain. You two vine hardcore together I SWEAR.

Pls you’re in such a tightly-knit group, I love the concept

#matchup #bnha #mha #bnha matchup #mha matchup #class 1b

[ineffablefool]

(1/4) hey uh ur bio says that u r demiromantic and if it's not too much trouble could i get some help? so i'm starting high school next year and so far, i haven't gotten a crush or anything. romantic attraction? don't know her. but whenever i thought or pictured myself "grown up" i imagined myself with a boyfriend. (i'm a woman) all the evidence is pointing towards me being aromantic, but a little slice of my brain is still, "oh, you're just super demiromantic and violently straight, all of your

(2/4) super close friends have been girls, you just have to become really close friends with a guy and there! instant boyfriend" but i know that won't happen. i won't have some man come and suddenly i'm head over heels. but i've always figured i'd have a boyfriend. i know i'm ace, and i am calling myself ace, but whenever i go to call myself aro, my brain goes "but what if ur actually demi and then all the people you told u were aro will think you were a liar" which i kNOW is stupid but i cant

(3/4) stop thinking it. i dunno why i can't fully accept the fact that i'm aro. is it society claiming that you need a partner to be happy? is it the fact that being in love sounds amazing and like floating on clouds and i want to feel like that? i have no fucking clue. and it's not something against aros, like, i know that if someone told me they were aro i'd have no problem with it. which makes it worse because why is it so hard to let go of the fantasy that i'll have a romantic partner one

(4/4) day? i know, in my heart, that there is a like a 1% chance i wont be aro. but i still cant call myself aro my brain won't let me >:( when did you get your first crush? when is it normal for a demi to first feel romantic attraction? did you think you were aro at first? also i sometimes feel like i shouldn't call myself ace bc im too young to know if i like sex yet? when did u start calling yourself ace? ugh sorry for the super long ask,,, also fun fact it's "how do u write kisses" anon hiii

Hi anon.  I cannot promise you excellent help, but I am still glad you wrote to me again, and I really hope you are about to have a straight 72-hour period of Good Days.  (It might take you that long to read this.  Oops.)

So, first of all: there is nothing wrong with calling yourself aro now and then later deciding you aren’t.  Or realizing you aren’t.  (Two different framings for the same thing -- both are good.)  Or deciding or realizing that you’re somewhere on the aromantic spectrum which you feel is better described with a more specific term.  Demiromantics are still part of the aro umbrella!  It’s not an exclusive club where You Must Be Pure Aro To Enter!  (Anyone who tells you otherwise is setting themselves up as Decider Of What It Really Means To Be Aro, and where are their credentials for that?  Hmm, hypothetical gatekeeping person?  Can I please see your certification from the Institute Of Defining Other People’s Identities For Them?  Oh.  Oh you don’t have one.  Because it doesn’t exist.)

Me saying that doesn’t magically make your brain accept the label, of course.  I am just trying to gently show your brain the door, and it’s the one that has to walk through it.

Assuming you want it to walk through it.  Maybe you decide you don’t.  That’s fine!  But “yes, I am indeed aro -- I am on the aro spectrum somewhere so I am using the label” is a perfectly fine thing to tell people, and if they are not carrying forged credentials from the Institute Of Defining Other People’s Identities For Them, then they will probably be okay with this.

I am not any kind of expert on being aro, or ace, or anything.  I am only an expert in being me.  But to somewhat exhaustively answer the questions from your last part...

I had my first crush when I was thirteen or fourteen.  When I was about ten, I was friends with two girls who both had a very public crush on the same boy, and I claimed to also have one on him in order to fit in, but I was completely lying.  Sorry, Drew.  I’m sure you were quite the catch, but I was not feelin’ it.

I don’t know if there’s a specific time when it’s “normal” for a demiromantic person to start feeling any particular way.  It just sort of happens if it’s gonna.  Maybe it never does.  People are complicated and different and that’s wonderful.

I didn’t know what being aro (or being ace!) was when I was your age, because they weren’t really identities yet.  “Asexual” was for amoebas, or maybe robots.  “Aromantic” was, like, dude, did you misspell “aromatic”?  (Keep in mind, there was technically an Internet in approx. 1995, but there was no Google, no Wikipedia, no YouTube, no social media, the concept of what is now called a “blog” didn’t even really exist yet, and often your parents would not let you on the Internet connection if they could even afford it themselves, not least because it was frequently billed by the amount of time you spent using it. It was incredibly hard to know what things existed in the world back then to even begin to learn about them! Now is so much better. I have all the treasures of the world in my pocket via my telephonic device.)  When I started to learn about asexuality, specifically that you could be ace but not be “an emotionless robot” (gosh has unlearning that kind of judgement been a journey), I jumped straight on that label and never looked back (this was roughly when I joined Tumblr, so I would have been about 32).  I thought I was alloromantic for a while after that, but I’ve come to realize that my feelings on romance probably put me somewhere on the aro spectrum.  And that’s where I am now.

I started calling myself ace, again, when I was about 32, but I didn’t have that label available to me when I was younger.  Ya boi was 13-14 years old, sitting in his bedroom writing letters-to-never-be-sent to his crush, which included long sections about how I had already decided I would never have sex so long as I lived, so once we obviously got married because how could we not when I had such Emotions, he would have to find some other way to get that if he wanted it.  I had no interest in it then.  I never developed an interest in it since.  If I had had the knowledge I have now, back when I was in junior high, I am absolutely convinced that I would have taken the ace label then.  Was I too young to know for sure?  I dunno, we don’t say that people are too young at that age to know they’re heterosexual, so why do other sexualities have to pass a higher bar?  (Because compulsory heterosexuality.  That is why.)

Regardless of your age, if the label of ace resonates with you, you can apply it to yourself.  If the label of aro resonates, you can apply it to yourself.  Or a more specific variant of either, or something else entirely.  And the day you realize “oh gosh, this is not, in this moment, actually me”, you can let the label go, because its only purpose for existing is to be useful to you.

Finally -- this is not something I can personally speak to, but I have seen people who identify as completely aro also state that they enjoy things that our (my? I do not know where you are from) culture frequently sees as romantic.  Like, if you want to have a person who you can snuggle up with, hold hands with, say “I love you” to and have them say it back and both of you mean it -- there are aro people who do all that with their partners, and enjoy it, and don’t see it as interfering with their aromantic identity at all.  I believe them, because they are the expert on being themselves, and I have nowhere near the ego required to decide that I know better.  So that’s something to keep in mind -- cloud-floating and an aromantic identity do not have to be completely separate, because there are lots of kinds of love and of affection, and people are complicated, and that is wonderful.

I hope you enjoy this novel, anon.  It is for you.

#ineffablefool reply #not good omens #if anyone is wondering if i referenced The Matrix on purpose the answer is Yes #Anonymous

[comfortscripts]

okay so apparently u do ships and i just had to !!

(male marauder please, lovely!)

cancer + intj

my fav artists: mitski, adele!!, melanie martinez, arctic monkeys, billie eilish

i’m really quiet

i pretend i’m confident when i’m really the most insecure person ever

my ego is a bit big

i keep to myself a bunch

my dream college is oxford

i’m bilingual

i overthink a bunch

crowds aren’t really my thing

i have a rbf

i only have a couple close friends and even then i don’t confide in them

i don’t like extroverts most of the time

i absolutely adore reading!! it’s my escape

i love reading sad romance novels and watching crime shows (cant watch a sad romance movie or read a crime book tho it feels so…)

i’m a ravenclaw

if i were to give myself a second house it would probably be slytherin

i care too much

i hold grudges

forgive but never forget

my classmates always call me the “normal” version of sherlock holmes

i don’t like real men (in all ways), but i do like my little white celebrities

i can find a lot with just an instagram page

i strive to be the best at everything

if i don’t know how something works i don’t like it.

i absolutely hate p.e!

hope i wrote enough :)

I hope you enjoy and thank you for putting this in bullet-points!!

Remus Lupin

I have a feeling that you would discover his lycanthropy before anyone else did

You'd discover it and once he realised that you accepted him, he would be head over heels

Hearing you switch between languages just enchants him and he secretly tries to learn so you two can communicate in both

He is an overthinker, you are an overthinker, but you can calm each other down and remind one another that everything is okay

Smart Couple™

You may not even be the smartest students in Hogwarts but you both have such intelligent auras that you seem wise beyond your years

Remus has massive pride in knowing you trust him

Marauders might hijack you to uncover information for their next prank, and sometimes you indulge them

Library dates. Fireside dates. Picnics hidden away from Hogwarts.

You were fuming. It wouldn't be surprising if there was actually smoke sprouting from your ears, but none of that mattered, the only thing that mattered was that pathetic Hufflepuff being taught a lesson.

"Don't you dare talk about Remus that way! He is more of a man than you could ever fathom and he is a better wizard than you would ever be in your dizziest daydream" You huffed as you pointed your wand further into his mustard robes "If I ever hear you talk about him, or even glance his way, I will happily hex you into oblivion."

Strutting away as you leave a corridor of shocked, and impressed students. Never had they imagined that you would threaten someone, you often only spoke in class or Lupin. But with that scary show, people were starting to wonder if you were a Slytherin wrapped in Ravenclaw robes.

The only one who wasn't afraid of your outburst was Remus. That grin on his face grew with every defence you spoke, knowing that you were protecting him despite your hatred of speaking in crowds. He couldn't even string a sentence together before you stood up for him, and that thought alone made his heart swell with pride.

Rushing after you as you turned the corner, reality hitting you as you disappeared from gawking eyes. Remus would protect you without second thought, as you just did for him. It's what you do for those you care about. Allowing a break to gather yourself as you sat in the window, the sound of thumping footsteps approaching.

"My love, that was incredible. Thank you for sticking up for me."

"Rem, I'd never let someone say those nasty lies about you. You are perfection and no one should say otherwise." Pulling him into the window-seat next to your figure as he embraces you. "That being said, I think I need some time to recuperate before seeing everyone again. I can't believe I threatened a Hufflepuff!"

Feeling the vibrations of his laugh rumble through you as he places a tender kiss against your crown. "How 'bout we hide away in the library till dinner? You can tell me all about that godawful romance book you've been reading"

#ship #ships

[pplydm]

ePUB#12

Title: Just Breathe

Author: Cammie McGovern

I was being presumptive as I start my reading for this, Thus, I provide a checklist for all of it:

1. Sharon is solely in love with David because of his ailment. Like as though, if David has none of cystic fibrosis, Sharon would’ve ignored him entirely.

- I guess I was wrong considering her reaction when David’s situation worsened. Sharon’s not all that bad.

2. Please let this be a typical and conventional contemporary young adult romance book. Please! Please! Please!

I like how the first chapter commenced with a banter in an exchange of emails. I acknowledge that after almost every dialogue retort is followed by corresponding explications or even afterthoughts about why it was what was uttered; also of what has been unsaid and why it remained that. As an initial reaction,I was all like, “what’s with the constant emailing and texting of David and Jamie?.” It did serve a purpose at the latter part of this novel. (I somewhat expected that though; sucker for detective novels here). The author, in my honest opinion, is generous with exposing the deeper and inner personalities and traits of the characters. 

Basically, Jamie was diagnose with a mental health illness, David on the other hand is presently in a physical ordeal. Jamie was notably depressed to the extent that she was admitted in the psych ward. I guess Sharon saw David at his best. And Jamie saw David at his worst. When you are not used to reading romance novels and you don’t notice that you’re already beaming with “kilig”. This novel made me chuckle in some parts of it. One reason for reading a book published in the 2020s is that it may address the depression caused by social media, to me that was just appropriate. A consequence though for a more liberated society reflecting the acceptance of third sexes.

"lying only compounds whatever problems you're hiding in the first place and eventually becomes your biggest problem."

"We had to learn who we were, apart from social media, before we could start building healthy relationships with it."

"Many differences make you stronger together!"

"They also taught me a lot about kindness and decency and being thoughtful to other people. Lessons you don't get in school."

"after your basic needs are met, having money doesn’t make anyone happier. In fact, your happiness level goes down slightly after you make a million dollars. Success doesn’t affect the level either.”

“The idea is that the real happiness is about simplifying your life so you can see what’s right in front of you and find happiness there.”

“You learn to savor what you already have.”

“Hygge is usually described as the feeling you get when you’re curled up in front of a fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa and there’s a snowstorm raging outside. It’s about atmosphere, and coziness but it’s also about the storm, too. I think it’s really about finding pockets of comfort in the face of hard times. Where you defy the shitty elements in your life and be happy in spite of them.”

“Marcus Aurelius would say the best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury.”

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