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bl-inkstone · 1 year

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every action has an equal opposite reaction, but love and hate aren't opposites now, are they? it's love and indifference! here, traveler, have some soft childe thoughts about some of the little things you love about him that he'd never think twice about <3

walking with childe, if you asked anyone else, is a workout and a half with how long his strides tend to be. but with you? it's almost second nature for him to slow down and match your pace so that you don't have to do that awkward half-walk-half-jog the traveler and any of his shorter companions have to do when they travel with him. it doesn't even look like he's aware of it, you've noticed. it's like he's so attuned to you and your comfort that childe just adjusts himself accordingly without thinking. and he stands so close to you as well! in the early days of your friendship, the two of you would often almost trip or bump into each other with how close you'd end up being during your walks. it's something he used to apologize for ("sorry, i'm used to being close to others when walking. it's easy to lose companions in the snow if you're not careful"), but no matter how hard childe tried to keep a reasonable distance, he'd always find a way back to your side. thinking back on it now, it was really cute how he'd gravitate to your side even before either of you realized that your feelings were, very much so, requited. does that make up for all the bootprints and scuffs he's left on your shoes from walking too close though? no.

more often than not, holding hands with childe means resigning yourself to losing autonomy over whichever hand he's clinging onto for the foreseeable future. he gestures quite a bit when he talks — a habit he's picked up from watching his older siblings tell stories when he was a child and integrated into his own way of speaking as he grew older — and he can sometimes forget he's still holding your hand when he moves to gesture just how big the fishes are back in morepesok when retelling stories of his homeland to his companions. even when you're just walking in the harbor and conversing, every other statement is accompanied with a flourish of his wrists and some other grand gesture, and you usually just watch him fondly from his side. you think it's so endearing that childe never lets go of your hand, not even once, through his entire performance. he casts frequent glances your way as well when you walk and talk together this way, like he's making sure he still has your attention that he, in all his puppy-like glory, can never seem to get enough of. he squeezes your hand, rubs his thumb over your knuckles, slides his forefingers down to feel at the pulse he loves listening to at night on your wrist. he'll take any excuse to hold your hand and maintain some form of skinship, and you especially love it when it looks like he's forgotten he's still holding you but hasn't forgotten that he's connected to you. you think about telling him that, sometimes, but you don't think you'd be able to properly explain to the man the difference between the two.

eating with childe is a comfort you look forward to at the end of every day. he loves eating meals with you and just winding down together at a table that he still, sometimes, can't believe he can share with you, but what you love most about your dinners is just how domestic he can be about the whole affair. it's an unspoken agreement between you that whoever doesn't cook is the one that sets the table. when childe's the one at the stove, he can be very fussy about you not eating anything any light snacks while dinner is still cooking because "you'll ruin your appetite, honey. don't let my efforts go to waste!" he's very big on healthy and hearty meals, so you always end up pleasantly content when you go to sleep. it's so easy for you to tell when a dish is cooked by him too. but when you're the one cooking... well. he's always been the type to say things like "do as i say, not as i do." he's a menace in the kitchen, always trying to sneak "taste tests" from whatever you're cooking and chattering your ear off about his day as he goes about fulfilling his assigned role. he does set the table pretty well, thankfully, and your playful annoyance at his antics subsides just a little when you notice him placing the "nicer" china in front of your chair and opening your windows just a little to let in the cool night breeze. childe talks to you throughout the entire process, moving around you in the kitchen like it's a song he's danced with you for years even though at this point, you've only known each other for two. childe habitually leans down to press soft, chaste kisses on the side of your head when he passes by too, and it's something that never fails to send the butterflies in your stomach off in a frenzy. honestly, at this point? you might as well just come out and say that your favorite parts about eating with childe is how easy it is to see your future with him. (and if you ask him, he'd say he loves how easy it is to see his future with you too.)

[more soft childe thoughts posting! this time, about the little quirks and habits that you've noticed and find so so endearing bc even though i love childe being down atrociously bad for his beloved, the scale must be balanced. if he's a simp, the reader must simp in return.]

#miyo.muses #childe.togo #this was one of the drafts i was talking about #ive been inspired to finish it after listening to “those eyes” by new west #love love love the idea of a reader just as whipped for the character as the character themselves are for them #these arent all the soft hcs i have abt him btw #i had to cut it down to only three bc it was getting too long imo #maybe ill do a part two about this #god knows i can go on abt this man for ages #i love he very much ty for coming to my tedtalk #genshin impact #genshin childe #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader

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starsarefire824 · 1 year

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This is going to be random, but I wanted to say something.

For some time shipping hasn't been fun for me, and it's even worse since I enjoy crack-ships and other uncommon couples. When I started watching Stranger Things I liked the idea of Madwheeler, and I also started reading your fanfiction The Pact before even having a Tumblr account.

Today I found out about you, and when I saw that you're a writer for more famous ships like Byler but also made an amazing Madwheeler piece, it really made me smile. It's just somehow refreshing seeing someone having fun with different character dynamics and stuff.

It made me think "Damn, that's a person I can admire.". It made me somehow believe I can have fun with this again. So thank you. I hope you keep writing and sharing your ideas out there. Be weel!

Hey there @abajurapagado!! You have no idea how much this means to me!! 🥹 That I could help you in any way have a better time in the fandom and enjoy it! That's amazing.

That, after all, is what fandom is for first and foremost: Enjoyment.

That being said, I have always been a person who has written for and been a fan of smaller ships, non-canon ships, unpopular ships even in very small fandoms. I just tend to gravitate towards what interests me. In the past I've been a part of the Turn fandom (I liked a gay pairing-townhull- that was very much non-canon), Star Wars (reylo, gingerrose), OFMD (izzy x lucius), The Morning Show (stella x cory). Most of those are all very much non-canon 😂.

And this is the first fandom where I've seen many people be so staunchly devoted to "canon". It's something I haven't come across in my other fandom travels.

But, in the end, it doesn't matter what the pairing is, if it makes you happy and you find the dynamic interesting than I say engage with it! Even if it makes others side eye you or not be happy with it. It doesn't matter. I'm very much a ship and let ship type of person. And in my Star Wars and Shadow and Bone days, have been in support of some very unliked pairings, but I've tried to never to let it stop me from having a good time. I'm here for the dynamics and drama and I tend to lean towards certain dynamics because of that!

Byler is the first pairing I've ever been a fan of, besides Reylo, that is "mainstream" or has a big following. Actually, as a past Reylo, I see a lot of the same thing happening with Byler....people saying that the followers are delusional, where if you watched the SW films...know how that all ended up 🙃

But also, my other biggest SW ship, gingerrose, is a random ship that was built around 3 pieces of dialogue and a finger bite deleted scene lmao....and they've ended up being a dynamic I actually like a lot better and read about more than I ever did Reylo. I think that you can ship multiple things in the same fandom and it's okay if one of them is a little different, unpopular, or people think it's weird. There is no reason for people to be offended by what other people ship. That is such a strange concept to me.

Madwheeler, to me, is interesting. I am VERY much aware it's a "crackship" or whatever. I do not expect anything from canon. That's not the point. It actually is freeing to have something be completely for fun, and I don't have those emotional ties like I do byler or I did with reylo, where I really wanted it to happen it canon. I think the actors have good chemistry, I think they are for sure very paralleled to one another, and I think that it's a ship that has a lot to unpack. I don't give a flying fuck if it's not canon or out of nowhere or if some people think it's "ick". Doesn't bother me. I am interested in the drama, I like to headcanon them both as bisexual which is fun, and I live for the tension of "hating" someone and having sexual tension. It's good shit, and it's SO EASY to do with their dynamic. It practically writes itself.

I love Byler for different reasons: the best friends to lovers trope, the sweetness of it, the angst, the coming of age. Will is my favorite character and I just love his story.

Both pairings offer SO MANY things, but they also are very different. And it allows me as a writer to explore different tropes, different facets of these fictional character's personalities, and as there is always a little bit of myself in my writing, explore some different emotions etc.

And I personally believe that exploring new dynamics in addition to my main one, has kept me more active in the ST fandom and byler community. It's kept me feeling creative, and keeps it fun as we're waiting for season 5 crumbs and filming to start etc! Fanfiction is very much meant for exploring things that don't happen in canon and exploring character dynamics that speak to you personally. Imo, it's the entire point of it. So anywho, I'm glad you're enjoying The Pact, and I am so happy that my tiny self has stoked the fire a little bit for your Stranger Things love. I hope you have tons of fun from here are on out!! ♡♡♡♡♡

#stranger things #madwheeler #fandom things #byler #personal #justmyname #writing things #thank you dear moot #here's wishing you lots of fun from here on out!! 🥂

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sunny6677 · 11 months

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My Little Spooky Month: Season 1.

(An MLP X Spooky Month Crossover Fanfiction)

(Disclaimer: Yes, I am aware that this could be considered cringe-worthy. But I personally do not care, for I like writing about my interests. And I like writing crossovers. If this type of stuff isn't for you, you can always scroll past.)

(Oh, other disclaimer by the way. This takes place after the first and second episode, counting the part 2 of the first episode, of MLP.)

Summary: A portal transports a few citizens of the town in Spooky Month into a land that would change their lives forever.

Chapter 2: Side Effects.

TWS: SLIGHT PROFANITY.

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"So.. you're telling me a portal just suddenly appeared in your town, and sucked both you and your son in?" Twilight repeated calmly, sitting before the strange mare with purple hair before her. Twilight had to admit, the mare she was talking to was odd in every way. Why was she and her son apparently transported with no explanation? Why was her name Lila? And there was another thing Twilight had thought about pointing out, but even so, she kept her mouth shut.

"Y—Yes.. thats what happened." Lila replied, looking down at the wooden flooring. Skid hopped around as they spoke, laughing to himself and occasionally nearly ramming into things as if he were a goat. Skid was certainly a bundle of energy, and his high sense of energy sort of reminded Twilight of a certain pony. Yet even so, she still kept her mouth shut. As Skid hopped around though, Spike helplessly chased him, trying to stop him from running into things. "Woah!" Spike grunted, stopping before Skid in an attempt to stop him from running into a random object and knocking it over.

"Well.. I've heard about situations like this before, but I'm not sure if there might be a way for you two to return back to your home. And I don't think I've ever heard of.. creatures that weren't ponies being transformed into ponies while being inside a portal before." Twilight responded, her ears occasionally flopping down from the loud noises that surrounded her.

"You mean.. stuff like this happens all the time here? What do you mean you dont know if theres a way for us to go back home?" Lila inquired, widening her eyes a little. Was the world Lila was from different compared to hers? Certainly, it seemed so, if she were to freak out in a situation such as this. "Yeah, it does. But.. don't worry. I'm sure there might be a way in one of my books. I just gotta find something. I'm sure there'll be a way to fix this." Twilight tried to say, smiling in the most encouraging manner she could.

Twilight trotted over to a large pile of books that had most likely been formed whenever Lila and Skid had been sent into her home through that strange portal. Her horn flickered bright pink, and aura surrounded it entirely to form her own magic. Then, closing her eyes slightly, she gravitated one of the books closer to herself, sitting down on the ground. She flipped the pages open with her magic, as she always did whenever she read in a hurry. She got the strange sense that somepony was watching her. Her thoughts quickly rushed to dismiss such a thing as illogical, but as she turned her head, she was met with Lila's eyes. They were wide, staring straight at her as if she had not seen such a thing in her life.

Before Twilight could speak, Lila cleared her throat. Perhaps Lila's world didn't have magic after all, with the way she was behaving. Lila then said awkwardly, as if being cautious of her words, "So.. you can use magic here?". "...yes, we can. Does the world you're both from not have magic?" Twilight inquired, glancing back at Lila with an arched brow.

"Well.. no." Lila sighed. Skid trotted up to her eagerly, smiling behind his mask. "Hey, mom! Look!" Skid then somehow slipped off his mask with his hooves, his new head and face being revealed. He still looked somewhat like he normally did, though as a horse. His hair was still a very dark purple, and was even still in the bowl cut style as well. But he appeared to have a horn emerged from the top of his head, and like Lila, his fur coat was a pale white color. "I have a horn thingy!" He grinned.

Lila had no idea what to say, looking down at her son with a puzzled expression. A sigh then escaped her lips, and a smile soon formed. "Yeah, son.. I guess you do." Despite her anxiety and terror, she didn't want her son to feel bad about the situation they were both in. She couldn't let her son feel bad, no matter what. Even if it meant she had to pretend to be happy just to keep him from feeling that way.

Spike waddled up to the both of them, furrowing his brows in soft annoyance. Despite the situation at hand, he was beginning to grow a little frustrated with Skid. And he couldn't help but wonder why he was wearing such a costume. Spike grumbled, "That 'horn thingy' is what allows unicorns to use magic..". "Really? That's so cool! Can I use it? Can I? Can I? Can I—" Skid replied, repeating himself excitedly as he stared down at Spike.

Spike only remained silent, as if a little in shock at Skid's energy. Twilight smiled, and rolled her eyes. She said in a calm but amused tone, "Of course you can. If you're a unicorn now, you could probably use it." Skid grinned at this. Twilight looked at Skid, and said with a smile, "But you'll have to learn how to use it first."

Skid quickly nodded, in a rapid fashion. He was grinning as large as a Cheshire Cat, his eyes sparkling with joy. He then rushed to Twilights side, though he nearly tripped and tumbled to the floor many times as he attempted to do so. Twilight smiled again, "...but only if there really is no way for both of you to get back home."

Skids smile dropped, and he then looked down at the ground. Speaking in a meek and dissapointed tone, he mumbled, "...awww.."

"Um.. excuse me, but.. what's that thing on your.. uhh.." Lila seemed hesitant, as if nervous to even say it. Twilight arched a brow again, seeming confused. "Thing on my what?" She uttered. "You know.. the star thing on the lower part of your body?" Lila slowly said, raising her hoof as if to try and gesture to it. Twilight glanced to where she thought she was gesturing to, and blinked.

Confused, Twilight responded, "Are you talking about my cutie mark?"

"Your.. what now?" Lila raised a brow, seeming confused herself now. This was a very confusing situation in general.

"Do.. you not have cutie marks in your world?" Twilight tried to ask, turning to face Lila.

Lila blinked. "Uh.. no, I don't think we do."

"Well.. cutie marks appear after a pony discovers something they're good at in this world, or a talent that they might have. They usually appear whenever a pony is younger. But.." Twilight paused, glancing at the lower half of Lila's body. A flicker of slight concern flashed in Twilight's eyes.

"...but what?" Lila said, puzzled.

"..I don't think you have one. And your son might not have one either." Twilight said, gesturing her hoof to the lower half of Lila's body. Lila looked down, and her eyes widened in slight surprise whenever she saw what Twilight had been looking at. It was as she said. There was nothing there on the lower half of her body, nothing at all. Lila then looked back up, saying, "..oh.. is.. is that normal?"

"Well.. no. But there could be so many possibilities as to why you don't have one. Maybe while you were getting transported here, whatever you were made you into a pony but wasn't able to process any of your actual talents? Or maybe a part of it sensed you weren't from this world, and made you into a pony, but didn't give you an actual cutie mark since it knew you weren't from here." Twilight pondered while pacing toward Lila. "There could be so many explanations, but.."

Twilight then looked down at Lila, and smiled nervously, "..but I'm sure you'd like to return home more than find out why you don't have a cutie mark, right?"

"..yeah.. right." Lila slowly said.

As Skid began to speak energetically to Twilight, Lila couldn't help but feel a strange tingling feeling on the lower half of her body, where Twilight had been gesturing.

Oh well. Perhaps it was just her nervousness. She needed to find a way back home, not why she didn't have some strange symbol on her.. well, flank now.

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Kevin didn't know what had happened, or where he was.

A bright flash of light was all his simple little mind could recall, his mind being too hazy to recall the details of what had happened whenever he got sucked into.. whatever that thing he saw had been. He could only remember the feeling of his body tingling with change, as if physically contorting into something else. But surely, that had not been the case, right?

He let out a tiny grumble from his lips. Against his face, he could feel a cold hard floor. Had he been transported into a building of some kind? "Well, look what the cat dragged in!" A high pitched, bubbly voice rang out from before his body. He could feel hard foot steps hitting the ground, as if someone was walking toward him. He raised his head, or he at least tried to. Kevin could barely squint open his eyes, white fuzzy light seeping through his retina's. All his thoughts had been clouded by confusion and exhaustion. Who was this voice and where was he? Where on earth did that strange thing take him and several other people? In fact, he.. barely even heard any sounds from other people. Was he the only one here?

"Wha.." Kevin mumbled. His vision began to clear, and it slightly darkened into more normal colors. He would have processed the new environment surrounding him, if not for the strange pink figure that was standing before him. With its.. blue eyes, and its.. horse muzzle?

That was what caused Kevin''s vision to finally clear up completely. And his heart began to pound, dripping with confusion and panic. Standing before him, was..

"I knew you'd be in here, Mister!" The pink figure said, speaking in a slightly aggresive tone. But it wasn't just a pink figure. It.. it was a talking pony, with poofy hot pink hair and bright blue eyes.

Immediately, Kevin let out a yell. "Agh!" He fell onto his back, shock thrusting through his veins. "Are you here to steal sweets again?" The pink pony inquired in a mean tone, taking large steps foward. Kevin could only helplessly back up, trying to grab at the floor. But.. he came to find he had no fingers. He looked down, and let out a gasp. Instead of his hand, there was a pink hoof that was similar to the color of the bowtie he would always wear when at work. He shrieked again, but his main focus was to get himself away from whatever the hell the pink pony that could apparently talk was.

"Are you?!" The pink pony pouted, still speaking in a rather harsh tone. It came closer, it's face practically inches from his own. What would it do to him? Either way, he had no idea if he was in danger or not. What he was most freaked out about was the fact that he was suddenly a pony too. He winced, clenching his shut. And then he stammered in an anxious, shivering tone, "N—No! I'm not!" His teeth chattered, as he tried to raise his front hooves in a feeble attempt to protect himself.

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"Oh! Okay!" The pink pony suddenly said, grinning widely. "..h—huh?" Kevin raised his head up at it. He didn't know how to feel. This situation was getting weirder by the minute, and the odd mood swing wasn't exactly helping his anxiety.

"So! Are you with those other weird ponies over there who fell from that strange portal after getting sucked in when it suddenly formed in your town?" The pink pony quickly asked, speaking in a rapid and excited tone. Kevin, for a moment, hadn't even been able to process its words. Kevin then finally said, "..h—how do you know about that?"

But as he did, he glanced around.. wherever he was. From what it seemed, he was in some kind of building, maybe a bakery even. Then, he made out a tiny bright orange figure being held by a pale brown figure. He then blinked. Even though the tiny bright orange one seemed different, he could immediately make out who it was as soon as he saw the lime, bright green stem emerged from the top of its mask.

It was.. Pump, but he looked different. He looked different, his figure and shape being contorted into that of a young pony. Yet even so, his costume was somehow on. The only thing that was different was.. he had small wings emerged from the sides of his middle body. And beside him, there was an older looking female figure, but he didn't exactly recognize her. He only assumed that she must have been a family member of his or something. She had caramel brown hair that was tied up into a pony-tail(no pun intended), and she seemed to have been transformed into a pony as well. Her coat was a pale brown color, and.. she had wings as well?

...just what in the hell was going on?

Kevin opened his mouth to speak, for the older female one seemed somewhat terrified as she held Pump close. But then, he was met with the bright blue eyes of the pink pony once more.

"So, anyway, I'm Pinkie Pie and this is a little bakery called Sugar Cube Corner! Sugar Cube Corner has so many sweets, and so many cakes, and so many desserts! It's honestly hard to not eat them all at once! Hahah! But if I did, it wouldn't be a bakery! So that's why I keep my mouth zipped shut, so I don't eat anything and I don't make anypony sad!" 'Pinkie Pie' rambled rapidly, gesturing with its hooves wildly. It was sentient and capable of speech, so maybe it had some sort of prefered pronoun? He didn't know, he only guessed it was probably female from the way it sounded.

"Anyway, what's your name? What's their names? I'm so excited to meet you three!" Pinkie Pie then let out a dramatic gasp, and grinned widely across her entire face. "I know! What if we threw a party? I could throw you the best, most, super duper party forever and ever! And it would make you so—"

..how on earth was Kevin even supposed to react? He had no idea what to say. He was absolutely stunned that anything that was capable of speech could even talk that fast.

The only thing he could do was sit back and wait for her to stop talking so he could finally speak.

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Don't worry, the whole them not having cutie marks thing does have an explanation. It's just kind of a side effect from them being from a whole ass other universe that I decided to implement into the story. They all might get cutie marks eventually though, so don't worry about it. After all, all of them are still kinda new to this universe anyway.

#spooky month #kevin spooky month #skid spooky month #lila spooky month #pump spooky month #susie spooky month #my little spooky month #pinkie pie #pinkie pie mlp #twilight sparkle #read the tws

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maugus · 1 year

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UNPROMPTED. Anonymous asked ; This is just something I've observed, but I hope you realize that sweet, "non-edgy" characters 100% have a place in both RP and in media and Minette really is a lovely addition to the dash. I know it seems like the edgier, hard-ass types have more appeal (esp if they're female/OC's), but every muse being a sarcastic jerk with a traumatic backstory does get old after awhile. We need sweet, kind characters and there's nothing wrong with your OC's being lovely, nice ladies. Please be gentle on yourself, and know that Minette (and your other muses) are wonderful to see on the dash and I hope you can gain more confidence going forward knowing that we want them around & adore interacting with them. Have a nice rest of the week, otherwise!

Anon I'm ngl , I saw like half of the first sentence and immediately thought I was in for some sort of hate - I ABOUT PASSED OUT BNFVCVFHF I'm so glad that wasn't what this was and I wanna say thank you for taking the time to drop this in my ask box , it really does mean a lot to me.

This is something I struggle with when it comes to muses because while there are absolutely lovely people like you out there , there tend to be just as many who turn their nose up at muses like Minette. From my experience in the RPC's I've been in , it used to be because they saw them as self - inserts or as if they were made solely for shipping because they are soft and lack that sassy edge (even then it's like, so what ? Let people have fun.) Nowadays it still feels like they're seen as ship fodder but it also feels more so like they're just seen as boring because . . I don't know why honestly ? Minette is a sweetheart but she has just as much baggage as any hardass muse I've ever written and she can provide just as much angst and conflict if we really get into it tbh - And I've written those sassy , edgy , villain muses MANY times over. But I always end up gravitating back towards my soft girls because I just . . Love them and honestly , they're refreshing and more fun for me to write normally. Like , I'm also so very aware that if Minette had been a male OC even , she would have gotten a lot of attention and people clamoring to interact even if she was still 'soft' like , immediately. Don't get me wrong , I'm not whining about it I swear. I'm just . . Self aware of it , because I've seen it happen in real time. It kinda sucks. It's the unfortunate truth of most RPC's (coming from my 8+ years of experience in many of them,) that female muses , especially OC's and ESPECIALLY (x2) the soft ones , are going to get poopoo'd more often than not. I try not to let it get me down because I've got lots of lovely mutuals on here who obviously really like Minette ! (We wouldn't be mutuals otherwise , right ?) But the ingrained stigma of being 'lesser' is hard to shake , which is why I have such a hard time reaching out myself / wanting to plot / sharing ideas / or even sending memes in a lot of the time. Because a lot of the time it feels like I'm being annoying or forceful in doing so when . . If I was on a canon or male muse blog , it wouldn't feel that way at all.

Regardless , I know seeing this sort of post probably gets old and I know I'm preaching to the choir. I don't know why , I just feel the need to explain my feelings about it all a lot of the time when it comes up. But seriously , thank you so much. This was super sweet of you to send , and it warms my heart that you thought of me and took the time to send me something. I'm very comfortable on Minette rn , so I don't think I'll be leaving and taking her with me any time soon. That being said I'm glad you like her because you're going to be seeing her for a long time coming , hopefully EEEEE -

#ϟ ▌╏OOC.#ϟ ▌╏ASKS.#((mmMMMM i dunno if there's anything else i should tag this as since a lot of it's under a readmore and you can guess what its all about))#((so just lmk if you want it tagged with smth ig???))#((but seriously thank you anon))#((i hope this doesn't feel like im whining or complaining and overshadowing how sweet this was of you))#((its just a topic that irks me a lot still because))#((i unno it doesnt make much sense to me ig))#((i really appreciate this. i kith u anon))

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xelasrecords · 1 year

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Okay, random question that I have been thinking about for a while: is there something that you consider to be your personal writing trademark? It could be a stylistic choice or a characterization choice, I'm just curious how people perceive their own writing!

(I guess it ties into things I associate with you, but I really enjoy hearing you talk about your writing and the creative process, you're always so insightful!)

Thank you for saying that! I never thought anyone would be interested in my writing process so this is a delight.

I notice I go back to similar topics often until I'm satisfied, then I move on to a new thing. That being said, I'm aware that my fics feature a lot of reflective conversations where the characters discuss about things that don't matter in the grand scheme of things, but mean a lot to their everyday life and their connection with each other. But honestly, it's just my brain cells debating about a topic until they reach an understanding.

Banter is another thing I love to write. Quick back and forths and see how the characters deal with them. It's so much fun making them debate and see who's going to have the last word and if it could alter their perspective on one another. Sometimes I type out the dialogues first before filling in the descriptions because I have to get them out there FAST before I forget.

For characterisation, I don't like to make the characters aggressive when angry or jealous. It's easy to veer into abuse area when you romanticise them being controlling or accidentally get physical when they can't hold off their anger, so I want to be very careful about that. They're allowed to be angry, but it's not cute if they express it in a big, scary, violent way.

I rarely write about jealousy at all, in fact, because I like writing about secure relationships more. Unless it's a character/relationship study like my angstier fics then it's insecurity galore. I've read a lot about couples fighting about petty things and unhealthy dynamics being portrayed as romantic and not enough of the healthy kind that I want for myself, so I thought, why not I write that?

I don't want to limit myself by defining my writing style though. I hope I can keep improving and exploring new aspects of writing that I've never tried before.

How about you Faye? Is there a topic that you seem to gravitate naturally to? What do you think sets your writing apart from other people?

#xela answers

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white--moon · 2 years

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“Take a guess.” He’s betting Shiro already knows the answer. But his brows lift at that scoff he gets. “I was on top of him. I’m not sure how he could’ve missed it.” Literally in his face, and with Grimmjow’s senses, he’d be more likely to believe Grimmjow didn’t mention it rather than didn’t notice. “Maybe you’re right. I’m not always sure he gets that we’re different.” Maybe now that Grimmjow and his hollow have met, it’ll be more clear… Though, that’s apparently not even what they’re talking about. “Oh, that.” No, he’s very aware of that. He’s not above trying things that work well just because someone else did it first, and his hollow has a knack for cutting through a lot of bullshit. He shrugs. “That’s true. I’ve learned from you.” It doesn’t bother him to admit it.

He only keeps his eyes from dropping to the subject of their discussion by looking away. He likes Grimmjow’s mouth. Of course he does. But at the same time, Grimmjow gives the impression he might actually take a bite out of Ichigo. Which means their activities are somewhat curtailed. “I would. I want all my pieces though. I’m not sure he’d give back anything that made it passed his teeth.”

Ichigo listens and all he can think is that he didn’t even bite him that hard. Not really. And Ichigo isn’t a predator. Not unless they’re talking about slaying hollows. It must all be instinct. Instinct Ichigo apparently doesn’t have. But he picks up on Shiro’s quiet bristling even without having to look over at him. “It didn’t work on me. That’s why I asked,” he adds absently. But then he looks over and smirks. “Is that your way of saying I’m not allowed to try it?” He didn’t even mean to try it with Grimmjow. He’s not sure why he did it at all. He just wanted to. “I’m kidding. I won’t. I’m pretty sure Grimmjow likes it.” On some level at least.

He can accept that. And… Huh. He throws his hollow a startled look. Now that Shiro says it that way, all he can think is, “I guess if you were human I’d feed you if we were sleeping together. So it’s not that weird.” It takes him a moment to realize he needs to really start moving, and he does, heading toward one of several locations hollows tend to gravitate, but he’s still distracted. He’s not even picky about the when. His hands sort of go to where his pockets would be before he stops himself. He doesn’t have one. He knows that. “Okay. Deal. Later.” If he’s already giving him hollows, it just seems efficient to add another to that number. Clearly, it’s the smart thing to do.

He doesn't bother guessing the answer to a question he already knows. He just flashes Ichigo a sharp grin instead. He starts to shrug, not about to guess or even care what Grimmjow might or might not catch on to, but then Ichigo says he's not sure the arrancar realizes they're different and he freezes up for a moment, immediately unhappy about that. "I'd be more than happy to clear that up with him for you." It's phrased like an offer, but his tone is a little too low to make it sound friendly.

He waves that off. Ichigo looks a little kicked-puppy right now, but honestly he is not sad at all to hear that another hollow's mouth doesn't end up on Ichigo. "So put yours on him instead. You don't have to let him bite you." This had better stay as advise aimed purely at Grimmjow, though, because if Ichigo decides Shiro shouldn't be getting his teeth on Ichigo either, there's going to be problems.

Ichigo clearly doesn't have a problem putting his mouth on others, though, because he already said he had Grimmjow by the throat. He snorts a laugh. "I'm not surprised. You have the worst self preservation instinct sometimes." But his eyes narrow at that ludicrous question, and even though Ichigo decides he knows the answer and says he wont try it, Shiro decides to make it clear anyway. "That's exactly what I'm sayin'." He does think he'd freeze, but he thinks it would be very short lived and so would the sex. "He doesn't seem like the type to keep his opinion to himself, I'm sure he woulda told you if he didn't."

That surprises and maybe intrigues him a little. "Really? Why?" The startled way Ichigo gets moving is so amusing. He smirks a sharp expression while he watches Ichigo check pockets he doesn't even have. If he had a collar on him for no particular reason, Shiro really would have had to rethink this whole thing and also maybe at least half of what he thought he knew about Ichigo. But three free hollows and the promise of good sex is a good deal, he honestly can't believe Ichigo's willing to feed him for a collar and whatever pretend ownership that implies.

#ask #blacksun #tsp activity check #'Ichigo isn't a predator' Ichigo bby sweety #you kill their kind as a hobby and you're extremely powerful

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suncatchr · 11 months

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What's your favorite relationship/dynamic between a set of OCs?

I swear I'm not just pandering with this answer when I say Koda Noah and Maeja. I just love how weird they are, how they're good and bad for each other at the same time, how they need each other to survive but also it's just not working.

Start to finish details below because I'm fucking crazy but I am free

They don't start out like this, and I like their student dynamic together a lot too. They start out assigned to each other in classes, Koda and Noah in one and Maeja and Noah in another. Mae and Noah's dynamic here is probably my favourite apart from their overarching one, from what I've written of them they get along extremely well, drawn to one another by curiosity. They can both tell that the other has something interesting and strange going on and when they spend time together, they dig at each other in little ways to try and uncover the interesting parts. This is easier for Mae bc of her power obviously, but because she respects him she tries not to read his mind without his permission. More on that later.* Noah and Koda have a more distant dynamic, Koda starts out as responsible for part of Noah's education, unaware at the time that education is not what's being achieved at this school. Noah is kind of aware of this, so they butt heads as they're required to spend time together despite having no common interests. But Noah isn't confrontational, so their "butting heads" is more like making comments at each other that they both know are going unappreciated. They hang out like this for about a year. By the end of this time, Noah and Maeja are friends; Maeja's tendency to keep to herself and mould to people's whims makes Noah trust her, but he also breaks it down a little by being interested in her experiences and never asking more than she's going to give. They make each other feel listened to and funny and they're both curious so they have a lot to say to one another. Koda and Noah are on their way to friends. Once he's accepted that they're on different paths, Koda appreciates Noah's utterly non-threatening company as opposed to his competitive academic clubmates, and Noah is the type of person who just gravitates and talks to ppl he knows, so they just end up near one another most of the time.

Second year is more of a plot year than a character one but what's important here is that Noah's two old friends, Milo and Lorelei, have failed their task of trying to pull Noah into academics (his lack of fear of the stresses of school makes him hard to control, but he's so pleasant it should theoretically be easy to get him in line) and they are pulled away from him as the ship starts to get tighter around school. Noah ignores the hurt by hanging out with Mae and Koda more, which is what makes him notice when they start to grow distant from him as well. Mae is being isolated on purpose (she's also unafraid of school, hard to control) and Koda and his other clubmates become responsible for making themselves marketable, which means they're spending a lot of time training their powers and learning how to conduct themselves during serious business. Trying to hide the distress at his loneliness, Noah seeks them out a lot, which ends in him breaking rules like curfews that he's never broken before, and in him seeing fully that this situation is not right, and Mae and Koda together have the entire why. So he introduces them to one another.

Year three, their last year actually at school. And their first year as a trio. Koda and Mae don't like each other. I've always loved this piece of their dynamic as a whole: the two of them are very similar, and the parts of themselves that they see in each other set them off. Koda thinks that Mae is too sulky, and cares too much about what people think of her. Mae thinks Koda is too abrasive, and too cagey for them to ever have a proper conversation. But they don't fight. They don't have time. The reason they've been introduced to each other is to triangulate evidence that they're in trouble, and find a way to leave, so they become something like business partners. They are quickly able to determine that they're being collected, and with Noah's knowledge of the school grounds and stories about his upbringing, that they're about to be sold. Their shared disgust at their situation makes Koda and Mae willing to work together, but they spend any time without Noah either working or in silence.

So by year four, they have decided to leave. That's the end of the setup for their dynamic, or at least what I consider the setup lol

Setting out on their adventure, they are, on average, friends. Mae and Noah are the closest, they can hold long and meaningful conversations as well as friendly banter, and they're good at solving problems together as Noah points out the answer that's hiding in plain sight and Mae can make any suggestion of his actually work. Noah and Koda are friends, technically. They can have meaningful, if short, talks, and feel comfortable to rib each other where Koda would normally end someone's life for pointing out a fault of his. Mae and Koda stay the same, unwilling to fight but also to resolve the differences that'll come up if they open their mouths.

The journey home is the turning point. I went through a lot of plot beats trying to think of what would take a normal relationship to the one they end up with. I settled where I did because I thought guilt would be great at making distance, it's not always alleviated by knowing you're not at fault.

So the walk home. Noah is having fun trying to survive in the woods, Koda and Mae are entertained enough by his childlike wonder to disregard the issues they're experiencing living outside. They know why they're doing this, so they stay optimistic about it.

But they're being hunted down, and before they can escape the maze of this forest, they are confronted by Nieve, Jax, and Ophie, trying to drag them back. Trying not to get into story beats too much but essentially the three of them (nj+o) believe they're safer cooperating with the school than being discriminated against in the real world, and if they really do figure out how to separate power from person, they can be normal. Shift the burden that brought them this life onto someone else. But Mae's desire to go home, Koda's to be free, and Noah's to be loved (he wouldn't say it like that but that's what it is) keep them from going peacefully. Retrieving km+n is a very crucial task, though, and in the fight to subdue them and take them back, Maeja is killed when Ophie tries to do something with her power she shouldn't have. Koda accidentally strikes a tree with lightning out of shock, causing a forest fire, and uses the chaos to chase nj+o back the direction they came, and trap them behind slash underneath fallen trees so they can't give chase anymore. Before he goes, he tasks Noah with rewinding time for only Mae in order to undo her death. So alone, in the midst of the forest burning, Noah has to use a power he has almost no experience with to bring his best friend back to life or lose her forever.

He does it, and Koda comes back, but everything is already different. Mae has felt what it's like to die. Noah has held a life, her life, in his hands. And Koda let her die and couldn't be the one to bring her back.

Now they're reliant on each other. Mae is afraid to be alone, Koda is afraid to let them out of his sight, and Noah is developing PTSD under the surface, just afraid. To sleep or think alone, to leave them, to be left. They leave rural north for urban south and find themselves confronted by new stresses: crowds, having to find places to sleep, increased prices when they need to buy. They have no time to deal with what they've been through, and so they cover it all up. Mae is also trying very hard NOT to uncover their feelings using her powers, and has been for a long time. Her power begins to reach out without her, and as time passes she becomes aware of what they're hiding, feels it for herself. Knowing that she can't ever mention the feelings of theirs she's experiencing, she adds the secret to her pile.

So when they find their house (I imagine they rent-to-own a cottage in the woods), this is where they're starting their adult life from. Having escaped what was supposed to be a refuge by the skin of their teeth, and crawled their way along a path they never saw an end to.

So the dynamic I talked abt at the start of this ask starts here. They should be grateful. They made it to their new life, all alive, all free. And on some level, they are. They make the home theirs little by little, they do roommate things like making food together, watching movies together, going shopping together. They appreciate the life they have. But they still cling to each other, sure the world outside will result in more destruction. And they push away from each other, sure that loving each other again (or at all in mae and koda's case) will put them in the way of that same danger.

Mae and Noah's relationship is severely damaged. Noah almost feels scared of her, like he's going to do something to undo saving her, or she's going to say something about it, make him talk about it. Mae is just. aware of it all and knows he's pulling away from her. She feels like if she stops him, she'll be controlling him, using what her power shows her to manipulate him, so she just lets him pull away. On good days, they still like to try new things together, sate their curiosity and flex their problem-solving. They still banter and probably enjoy each other's silent company the most. But they give each other a wide berth more now, afraid to break each other again.

*Additionally, Noah is the only safe person that Mae can use her power on regularly, on purpose. He trusts her to leave his secrets secret and doesn't think he has any to begin with. This has been going on since the beginning of the story and only stops at the top of year four because Koda doesn't like it and Mae agrees to try and stop. After they settle, Noah notices that the withdrawal-like sensation isn't clearing up for her and insists it's okay for them to be soul sisters or whichever. So Mae knows Noah, more about him than he knows about himself, and has to really pretend that she doesn't to keep him comfortable. She's so lost without him in so many ways, and doesn't know if her fear of hurting him is selfish or because she cares.

Koda and Noah have a more mature understanding of each other now, having borne the grief for Mae together when it happened, and having both made huge steps in getting them all out of the forest safe. They trust one another a little bit more, find they like doing non-school activities together as one can plan and the other will execute. But, avoidant people that they are, when feelings swell they disappear from each other's company. Koda doesn't like that Noah can't handle serious moments, and Noah doesn't like the tension Koda creates in them. Koda knows he'll leave the whole house and let Mae and Noah struggle without him if he gets too upset, and, viewing this as an act of cruelty, hides instead of chancing getting annoyed. Noah, who knows he'll leave and is afraid to chance annoying him, seeks him out less than Mae.

Mae and Koda have developed a respect for one another, Koda for Mae's ability to move on through hardship, Mae for Koda's refusal to give up on them. They can be around each other, talk about basic things and their responsibilities, their days. But they don't really have a relationship. They avoid each other if Noah isn't around, they spend their together-alone time in silence. Koda feels responsible for her because he let her down, if he had been the only one around when Ophie had killed her, she would have stayed dead. He wasn't there in time, so he funnels that frustration into taking care of her, which she'd appreciate if he wasn't so obviously paying her a debt. She likewise feels grateful for his protection, but can't express that because she can't abide his attitude when her own is already so much to take. They can't like each other because even kindness must be business between them, or they'll fight. But they get along.

Also abt the two of them, Mae can see through Koda's facade, she knows that Koda has no purpose right now but to protect them, that he feels guilty about her death. But again, she can't say anything. When they first settled in their home, Koda agreed to let Mae use her power on him instead of Noah as long as she kept to surface level memories. Coming off of over a month of withdrawal, she did not in fact stick to surface memories. She made him relive the memory that gave him PTSD, and it wiped his trust in her. So for her to try to relate to him would destroy the little trust they're building back up. She must only respond to what he lets her see, and that's not much.

All together? They're codependent and distant at the same time. They are the only people who have been through the tribulations of being in and escaping that place, the only people in the world who understand one another. They have learned to get along over time, and know that they can solve any problem together because of the relationship they've built. But they all perceive it as teetering on a precipice. Whether through some action or nonaction of their own, or a disaster they cannot help, they feel they will be torn apart. It happened once, and they glued it all back together, and now they don't know if they should stay together and wait for the tear, or separate themselves so the tear makes no difference at all.

#thank you for this ehehehe!!!#im sick so getting to rant about them was such a pick me up #oc ask #long post #they make me so fucking crazyyyyyyyy #sorry for talking abt ur oc like u dont know him 💔 hope ive got it in character

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honestly the best lore is when u make it random ass lore bits bc it gives joong vibes like... ur aware of all of it but everyone else struggles: torture LMAO

no bc i'd say the ult situation is relatable... but it's not... for me at least... i've always been kinda picky but also kinda instant?? LMAO IDKGJHFDSHJFDS i just. get to know the group ig and then there's usually one or two?? that i kinda gravitate towards and once i rly get to know the group i'm like oh. yeah it made sense. yeah ur mine now. DSJHSJHDSJ LIKE? (past bc i rly. only stan ateez. idk. idk how. don't ask) when i stanned bts i kinda knew them already but jungkook like stood out, n once i got to know them 'well' i was like yes this is it. also shinee's taemin, yes. but then we ARE quite similar bc i don't have many ults either! i've only ever ulted jungkook (less now), taemin (military pls give him back), wooyoung (this was difficult i rly did not want to give in) and now san too.. idk how it happened ajeshgjhdg

THERE IS SOMETHING I WANT TO KNOW HONESTLY AND IT IS ABOUT! COLLECTING bc u mentioned u bought a lot of merch during tour!!! so i'm assuming.. u collect yunho photocards too.. hehe.. do u.. i kinda want to start collecting woosan?? but at the same time i'm like, do i wanna go through that stress? not really.. but also i can just be a casual collector and make a wishlist n collect my wl woosan? (+joong?)?? BUT ALSO i have expensive taste so like. idk.

AND SO EXCITINGGG korea so soon and i'm SORRY i literally haven't started on that ppt but i promise u once i get my shit together i will bc i still really like the idea LMAO JUST DONT! K WORD SAN OFF BEFORE I GET THE PPT DONE PLS AND I PROMISE IM NOT STALLING JUST SO U LIKE. LE THIM LIVE. BUT IVE SEEN THAT OTHER ANON. AND NO. WE DO NOT WANT HONGJOONG TO KNOW. IT NEVER HAPPENED OK? OK? IT NEVERRRRRR HAPPENED. yk what. maybe joong would want to join. he's a cult freak for a reason. BYE ANYWA YHE CANT KNW BYEEEE

-san anon ily mwah

good morning (not for u probably yikes timezones) it is i san anon and i have not a lot to say BUT!!! I WOKE UP LIKE 30 MINUTES AGO AND THE FIRST THING I SAW WHEN I OPENED MY PHONE WAS THIS WHAT THE FUUUUCK AAAA idk if i’m barking or crying or both at this point HE’S SO! SO! SO CUUUUTE so baby i miss him ew

HIIII !!!!

PLESAJKLSEJKSJ youre so right like sometimes i forget that im the one writing and like ... what i say goes ... i have Power Over the Narrative ... crazy KJLKFJSDKFJ

but yeah lol i get it there are many ways that people come to bias their biases and i feel like your way makes a lot more sense LKJAFLKDJS but oh em gee i would also say that ateez is really the only group i stan ... like i have quite a few groups i listen to or groups where i know the members but like ...... idk i just do nawt care about any other groups like i care about ateez ALKJDFLKSJDF but no fr bring taemin back

AND COLLECTING !!! YES I DO !!!! i collect all of yunho's kr album pcs and then just fansign benefits/pobs that i really like hehe i only started in ??? january 2022 ??? so i dont have a complete collection yet lol but im not too .... stressed about it i guess ?? i definitely think that being casual about it is the way to go lol otherwise its just a lot of work and doesnt seem like it would be fun !

litcherally .... korea NOW ... sitting in my dorm in seoul as i type this im FIGHTINGGGG jetlag like i want to sleep so bad but its only 6:30pm KLJA;DLKFJSDLKFJ but omg so far everything has been so good and its just like ..... SURREAL LIKE WHAT . IM IN KOREA . HUH . but KJAFJSDLFKJ DW ABOUT THE PPT ! PLEASKEJALFKS lowkey i have hella writers block rn and havent been writing so .... as long as that keeps up he's DEFINITELY safe LKJDKLFJASD BUT ALKJDFKAJDF HONGJOOJGAJKNAGN yeah . anyways .

when you sent that second ask i actually WAS awake i think it was like 4am ??? and i had just gotten through airport security to start my journey to kr and anyways ! it was a good morning thank you and KALJDFSAKSDFJS GOD SO VALIDAJKSDLFJ PLEASE OBSESSED W THE EW AT THE END BC I FEEL THAT ALWAYSSSS WHEN I CATCH MYSELF SMILING TOO HARD OVER KPOP BOYSKLFJLS but anyways its valid to miss them im litcherally counting down the mf days until theyre in kr and have a schedule i need to lay my eyes upon them immediately .

ANYWAYS I HOPE YOURE GOOD !!!!! <333333 AND ARE HAVING A NICE WEEKEND <3333 ILYYY MWAH

#san anon #answered

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wildernessuntothemselves · 1 year

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rant part 2 (??)

"But if I was gonna shift biases it would be to Taehyun not yeonjun. I'm sad to say but i'm not a fan of what they're done to his face. It was too excessive to the point that whenever I see him I just notice his nose/eyes etc." - mort

Yeah... I agree that Yeonjun's face is looking a little too done, and it has been for a while. If you look at debut jun and then current jun, the difference is very obvious. It's just that with the latest adjustments he is looking like a drawing I would make. Not natural at all, sure. But it gives my brain the illusion (yes, i am conscious of it being a illusion) that he is the closest I can get of my imagination becoming reality, almost in a "dream come true" type of way if you want it to sound a little more poetic lol. That being said, If I had to choose, I would still go back to puma jun or blue hour jun.

"Also, another reference to anon, i'm a bit shocked that Yeonjun's the pick for the bias switch? I find that yeonjun stans and beomgyu stans are so different i never see people switching between them, soobin/taehyuns usually the popular 2nd pick 😂" - anon

So... that's how it works in my brain:

A bias to me is just the member I gravitate towards the most. No real attachment, cause I am very well aware that those are just interesting strangers. I could never see myself actually fomenting romantic delusions about an idol, or feeling betrayed because they did something unexpected. It's just the one that always catch my eyes, or the one with the humor that hits the most for me, or the one whose opinions i see myself agreeing with the most often, and sometimes that is purely based on talent (like a singing voice that makes me transcend). They kinda become my point of reference inside that group, like my personal pick of a center or face of the group. Simple like that.

In TXT I tend to gravitate mostly towards beomgyu because of pretty much all of those reasons together lol, but what pulled me in was that his persona (as we only know the parts of him he chose to display publicly, and not his personality as a whole) and what he let out of his world view felt very familiar to me, it automatically felt like something i already knew, like an echo of something i already heard. It took me a while to realize that this familiarity was identification, and with time the similarities between us are starting to make me a little unconfy. Seeing your own flaws in others can be a little jarring sometimes. Mix that little unconfy feeling to the not so welcomed shift in his looks throughout this past year, and suddenly i am second-guessing my choice of bias.

I don't think I would ever bias Taehyun cause everytime I see him smile the first thing that comes to my mind is my brother smiling lol. So I do have a soft spot for him, but in the most wholesome little brother type of way, not in a bias type of way. As for Soobin... something tells me that if we knew each other irl he would straight up despise me 💀 so, no. Oh, and the thing with yeonjun is not only about liking his looks, I genuinely admire his talents and his persona seems quite nice. In fact I could see yeonjun fitting in with any of my friend groups easily.

(you can clearly see that synthesis is not one of my strengths 💀💀 I am so sorry for making you read all this. not even i knew i had that many thoughts on the topic. I tend to sound like i care way more than i actually do 😭)

~♡anon

yeah i get it. i mean i like karina's looks because she looks CG but ofc it helps that their concept is ai so it fits.

yeah i definitely get your reason for picking a bias. i think a lot of non-delusional people are like that. i for sure have a crush on some of my biases (otherwise looks wouldn't be a factor) but i agree with your reasons and i have no delusions about getting to date them or feeling possessive over them. i would feel upset though if one of my biases turned out to be a bad person, not because i think i know them but because it's just shitty to love and support someone who turns out to be a bad person

what flaws do you see in gyu that make you uncomfortable? and why do you think soobin wouldn't like you? 😂

lmao it's okay i don't have a lot of people to do these rants with so it's nice to share

#mort talks #♡anon

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likeastarstar · 3 years

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8:34 PM- Jimin

(A/N: this characterization of jimin isn't how I see him, this is fiction bitch I made it up!)

Jimin was hard to define.

He wasn't a nice person, per say. It was doubtful anyone would say he's rude or malicious, but he wasn't the type of man to go out of his way to do anything for anyone. His morals were shaky at best, his motives were almost entirely self-centered and as long as he got what he wanted, that was fine.

"Who is that?" He asked the nearest person when he had spotted the girl with sleek hair and less than present eyes. You weren't aware of his stares, completely zoned out halfway across the room.

The girl next to him said your name like it was a bad word, raising her eyebrows in a particular way.

He didn't know what the look meant, or how it should've affected what he did next, but he got up anyway to go introduce himself.

You, as it turned out, were not a nice person either. You however, erred on the side of cruel but had friends despite this on account of your humor- which was both unexpected and offhand. You were a balancing act, a perfect example of duality. There was the side of you that was thoughtful and pensive but it was ruined by your stubborn will to do whatever first came to mind as a good idea. You could be crass and mean but would always marry it with the truth so well the receiving end would thank you for your input.

You were also a sort of social enigma in your circle- mainly because of the floating stories about you, which a man like Jimin, who had no interest in gossip whatsoever, wouldn't have heard of.

"Hello," He said, walking up to you. He was quite a bit taller than you and was the opposite in every way. In both looks and demeanor, the contrast was stark.

You peered at him in response, sipping the drink in your hand lightly. You had been floating around the party for hours now, getting sucked into conversation after conversation so thoroughly Jimin was confused as to how you knew so many people here. "Hi," you said quietly, your expression reading slightly disinterested.

"I'm Jimin, what are you drinking?" He asked calmly. His voice was deep and mellow, making you gravitate towards him unconsciously. The man was good looking, that was clear. Part of you was intrigued by him, a larger part was wary.

"It's a vodka sprite." You informed shortly, telling him your name a beat later. He nodded approvingly and offered to get you another, which you agreed to since you weren't exactly looking forward to buying yourself another.

"Are you here with someone?" He asked, gesturing to the bar. He moved in a way that felt too smooth to be real, a finesse to all of his gestures that made you want to pay attention to him as much as he wanted to do the same to you.

"I'm here with a lot of someones. I know about you." You said, smiling a little. You were almost positive he was the kind of guy who had girls falling for his charms easily, the piercing gaze, the fluffy quaffed hair, the full lips that always seemed to be sporting a smirk like he knew a secret he wasn't letting you in on. Too bad you had heard things about him, from friends of friends and overheard conversations at social gatherings.

Jimin raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Do you?"

"I do," You grinned, nodding. "I've heard about the way you treat girls. It's awful- you're kind of the worst, you know that?"

Jimin was taken aback by her bluntness but wasn't exactly disagreeing with her. "And why would you say that?" He chuckled, taking a step towards you. Jimin had to admit, your willingness to be so honest was disarmingly attractive and if you kept smiling at him like that he'd find himself completely defenseless.

"I would say that because you broke up with your last girlfriend of a year and a half over a text message and then proceeded to sleep with her roommate." You explained, taking a sip of the drink he had just bought you and taking a step towards him as well. "You haven't heard of me?"

"I'm sorry to say I haven't," He answered quickly, still not disagreeing with your accusations. "Who told you that very fun fact about me?"

"The roommate." You shrugged. "She said you have an interesting tattoo somewhere- is that one true as well?"

Jimin smirked and shrugged offhandedly. "Would you like to find out?"

"No," You laughed, bruising Arlo's ego slightly. He frowned and took a step back, which only had you laughing again. Jimin was conflicted- on one hand, he had just been turned down. On the other, your laugh was the most charming thing he had ever heard. You noticed him back off and took his hand to keep him near you, still with that smile on your face. "Oh, I'm sorry- I didn't mean anything by it. But come on, if you were in my shoes- meaning, if your friend told you all of those things about me, would you still want to talk to me?"

"Yes," He laughed ironically, "You're gorgeous, you could tell me you're the worst person on this earth and I would still want to talk to you."

You pressed your lips into a conflicted smile and looked up at Jimin, crinkling your nose slightly as he studied your facial expression. It was one of those looks where you clearly had a thought forming in your head and while usually Jimin was quite good at determining what people thought of him, with you things could go either way.

"Well maybe I'm not as desperate for affection." You shrugged, turning your attention back to your drink.

You didn't feel like indulging anyone's ego. Not even someone as pretty as Jimin. You finished your drink off and nudged Jimin for another, smiling when he agreed immediately.

"Do you know what phase the moon is in tonight?" You asked, following Jimin to the bar.

You kept close behind him, making sure to always keep at least one finger in physical contact with the man. Jimin felt heat from where you touched him, but again couldn't determine what it meant. Were you just trying to make sure you didn't lose him? Or were you flirting?

"No, I don't really pay attention to that stuff." He shrugged, wondering who the hell kept track of the moon. He got the attention of a bartender and ordered another vodka sprite for you and a whiskey for himself, wishing he was at home and could just drink wine instead. It was dumb of him not to just order what he wanted, but his older brother once said a man ordering a glass of wine at a bar was like announcing to the world that he was 85 and golfed on the weekends to avoid a loveless marriage- and Jimin really hated golf.

"I think it's a full moon. This building has a rooftop garden, did you know that?" You asked.

"No, why would I know that?" He snorted. You shrugged, taking your drink in one hand and thanked Jimin quietly as if you was being forced to. It made him laugh, the way you were only begrudgingly nice to him. "So you've heard all of those things about me, why are you humoring me right now?"

You sighed, looking around the room. "Did you notice that every girl here is either wearing a neutral color? I mean seriously, no one thought to wear anything interesting? And the men- they're all in casual suits that age them." You commented, scrunching your nose.

Jimin looked down at his attire immediately, realizing he too was wearing a casual suit that probably did age him. Then he looked at what you were wearing- a jade green dress that was too complicated to describe. All he knew was that it was sheer in the right places and the fabric was so interesting Jimin almost wanted to reach out and touch it. You were special, that much was so clear to him.

"What are you getting at?" Jimin asked, wondering what clothes had to do with his question.

"I'm saying, I'm bored. Everyone looks the same and I've had the same conversation five times over tonight. But when you came up to me and suddenly, things seem less boring." You explained slowly. He looked down at you, slightly weirded out with how quickly this conversation was progressing.

"What I'm getting at is, do you want to go look at the moon with me?" You asked, pointing towards the roof.

masterlist.

#bts timestamps #bts drabble #jimin x you #jimin drabble #jimin imagine #jimin fanfic #jimin x oc #jimin x reader #park jimin fic #bts fic

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rosierin · 3 years

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Studying with you

pairing: tsukishima x fem!reader

synopsis: after finding out about your gradually decreasing grades, your teacher urges you to change your studying methods and decides to find you a tutor among the class. shame that tutor is literally the biggest jerk known to man. you swear he knows nothing but insults and that his heart is made of stone. or is it?

genre: fluff

type: oneshot

word count: 1.6k

a/n: i hate love this guy, srsly

"Oi, (y/n). Wake up, we're not finished."

Your head jerks up and you let out a loud, drawn out groan as your eyes refocus on the man in front of you. He's sneering, same as usual, and you wish you could suddenly go back to dream land where you were happily baking cookies with Hinata and Kageyama.

Beneath your arms are two gaping algebra textbooks. One is riddled with scribbly notes and an unnecessary amount of pointless doodles, except the one of Tsukishima— scowling with a head drawn way too big compared to the rest of his skinny body. The other is filled with neat, detailed formulas, pastel highlights and all the correct answers which you've been struggling to find for the past two hours.

"I'm up, I'm up, geez.." You yawn with your head still on the table and look up at Tsukishima with drowsy eyes. "You could've woken me up a little nicer, ya know."

"Yeah.. no. How about you hurry up and finish so I can go home?" He looks more than done at this point and huffs, pointing at a formula jotted messily on your paper. "And you got that one wrong again, by the way."

You squint at your work, then realize he was right. "Oh. My bad."

Wanting to get things over with, you get back to work but your eyelids are so heavy it's ridiculous. Not to mention your brainpower has reached its limit.

You can feel your grip on your pen loosen as you try and correct your work but before you know it, your head drops again, only to be jolted awake by a sudden smack to the back of the head with what feels like a textbook.

"What the— Do you mind?!" You snap.

Tsukishima doesn't react to your outburst in the slightest, just nods to your unfinished work with a look of lazy authority. "Algebra." He stares at you with a deadpan expression when you pout. "Now."

"Fiiine." You sigh, annoyed that your puppy dog eyes didn't work on Tsukishima. Not that you thought they would. Tsukishima didn't seem like the type to particularly like animals, except maybe for dinosaurs. He had a small keychain of one buried deep within his pencil case, you found. "You know, you'd make a terrible teacher."

This time, it's Tsukishima's turn to yawn, stretching his long limbs and you have to force yourself not to focus on the pull of his lean muscles despite yourself. Then, he turns to look at you with a look of false innocence. "Sorry, go on?"

"I hate you."

"Great. Now ask me if I care."

You suck in through your teeth as you hold back from socking the blonde straight in the face. He's been sassing you non-stop since the beginning of your study session and you'd think you'd be used to his perpetual cocky remarks by now but alas, he was still a huge pain in your ass.

"Where're you going?" You ask as Tsukishima gets up from his chair that's in front of your desk, dusting the eraser shavings off your textbooks.

"Aw. Think you'll miss me?"

You bite your lip down and he notices, smirking contently before deciding to answer: "going to get some water. That question better be finished by the time I get back."

He's gone before you can retort, long legs granting him a quick escape. However halfway down the hallway you hear him add: "or I'll make you do three more."

Great.

"Yessir," you sigh, though you have absolutely no intention of following through.

You glance down at your textbooks for good measure— textbooks which are practically staring at you, and you can picture them with beady little eyes as though they're chanting— soooolve ussss.

You shudder. Man, you really were tired.

"Yeah, no. Sorry, Tsukki."

Pushing your homework aside, unfazed by your salty tutor's threats, you decide it's time for an actual break. You deserved it, right? Yeah, yeah you did. So without second thought, you let your attention drift to the scenery outside instead.

You'd been so focused on your homework (and Tsukishima's sass) that you hadn't even noticed the beautiful sunset that was now setting over the hills of Karasuno High. You always loved the way it looked at this hour, basking the buildings and tall, lush trees in its warm light. It was all too soothing, so soothing that you hadn't even realized you were once more falling asleep, eyeslids fighting to stay open until they finally gave in and what little willpower you had left, left your body.

"Right, time's up. You better be finish—"

The moment Tsukishima walks back into the classroom, eyes settling on your current state— sprawled out on your desk, mouth slightly agape and completely out cold, he's overcome with the urge to sigh.

He walks over to your desk and sits down opposite you, then as he leans his cheek into his palm, he lazily pokes your cheek— once, twice, but gets no reaction in response.

"You've got to be kidding me.." He sighs. But he decides to not bother and wake you up this time. What'd be the point? You clearly weren't in any shape to study and honestly, he didn't have the patience in him anymore to try in case it'd drive him crazy.

For a second he debates just leaving you there, passed out of your classroom desk, but quickly decides against it in case he gets an earful from your parents about leaving you alone or something. The last thing he wants is any extra trouble.

Therefore he agrees, albeit begrudgingly, to let you sleep. Just until you were rested up enough to work again.

⭐

Thirty minutes go by, you're still fast asleep.

During that time, Tsukishima took it upon himself to slip his headphones on and listen to some beats, hazel eyes flitting beyond the window to watch the last of the sunset, hoping it'd make the time go by quicker.

Usually, this would be right up his alley; peace and quiet, chill lofi and a sunset, however when sat on a painfully uncomfortable, wooden chair rather than his comfy and plump single bed, the experience was significantly less appealing. Therefore, after trying to find a comfortable sitting position and failing for the fourth time he decides to take his headphones off and focus back on his studies— he might as well, only when he reaches for his pen, he realizes it isn't there.

Amber eyes scan the table. Usually it'd be in his pencil case; he doesn't remember taking it ou—

Ah, never mind. It all makes sense when he sees it. Not in his pencil case after all, but balanced precariously between your fingers.

He rolls his eyes.

Why didn't she just use her own pen?

Reaching for it, he attempts to pull it out of your grasp only to freeze when you begin to stir.

He doesn't know why at this point— he could just wake you up, that's what he'd initially planned. But now, for some reason, there's something that prevents him from doing so. Maybe it had something to do with the way you were sleeping so peacefully.

He tries to pull at his pen again— gently— but this time, it isn't you stirring that makes him seize up, but the way your index and middle finger hook around his own.

His brain stutters.

Well, this is new.

Tsukishima's back straightens an awkward amount, completely unsure of what to do. Nothing like this has ever happened to him before. He becomes painfully aware of that. He's also painfully aware that you could possibly wake up while holding him like this.

Thankfully, you don't. And although the tenseness of his body is beginning to hurt, he still takes the time to admire your sleeping form.

You're laying crossed armed, head nestled between them, facing him. He watches your body rise and fall ever so gently, can almost hear your quiet breaths. It's picturesque, almost; the way your hair glows beneath the bright full moon. Unknowingly, his thumb twitches nearer, gravitating towards the warmth of your hand and he can almost feel—

"Enjoying yourself there?"

Suddenly he's frozen. Though it only lasts a second, for the next he's already retracted his hand, folding it under his arm like it was never there to begin with.

"Wh— How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough," you say, smiling curiously at him and for once the tables have been turned; the teased having become the teaser. "So you can be nice sometimes."

Tsukishima's expression is anything but impressed as you mock him, his face caught between confused and annoyed, and dare you say even a little bit embarrassed? He's quick to shake it off though, sparing himself of any sly comment as he regains his usual cool demeanor.

"Please. You're the one who grabbed me first," he scoffs.

"But you didn't try to move," you shoot back.

There's a strange atmosphere that settles in the room as your mishief-glinting eyes bore into his, and Tsukishima doesn't dare talk back for once, having been robbed of all witty comebacks. He hates being at a loss for words, but he hates even more so, the beginnings of a grin forming on your features, one that he knows is a result of his shortcomings.

"Whatever, (y/n) just pack up your stuff. We're done for the night," he says as he himself starts tidying his belongings.

You chuckle then nod your head. "Sure thing, sensei."

"...don't call me that."

"Sensei."

"Urgh, shut up."

⭐

Later that night, when you're lying in bed, ready to fall asleep, your eyes snap open as your phone buzzes underneath your pillow. You pull it out and press the home button, wondering who could possibly be texting you at this hour. When you do, you're surprised when it's Tsukishima's ID that pops up.

He had sent one message:

"Oh and by the way, you drool when you sleep."

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classysassy9791 · 3 years

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Fandom: Inuyasha Genre: Romance/Humor/Fluff Pairing: InuKag Rating: T

The conclusion for this little fic that has waited 6 years for completion. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!

Thank you to @akitokihojo for being such a stellar beta for this fic, and helping it come to its completion. Couldn't have done it without you!

For @inukag-week Day 6: Transformation.

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l

Part 4 Word Count: 2,000

Can also be found on FFN and AO3

It had been a very long time since Kagome had experienced a hangover.

The buzzing in her brain soon became too much to ignore as it beckoned her to consciousness. She opened her eyes to the dimly lit room. Sunlight peeking from beneath the closed curtains indicated it was daytime and she silently thanked herself for being smart enough to close them before leaving her apartment the evening before.

Kagome wrapped the duvet around herself and tried to grasp a hold on the fleeting darkness of unconsciousness. She knew nothing would cure a hangover except time, and she would rather spend it floating through dreamless sleep than deal with the repercussions head-on. Waves of nausea added to her misery and she could faintly smell whiskey with each exhale - a scent that was intoxicating last night, yet this morning it only caused her stomach to twist further.

Her phone pinged with a message, but she didn't dare even try to reach for it, the annoyingly bright glare of her phone not exactly something she wanted to sabotage herself with. As the minutes passed by, she became more acutely aware of her brain feeling like it would swell beyond the capacity of her skull, and her dehydration became too obvious to ignore. Her tongue felt like cotton as she licked her dry, cracked lips. Damn, why did the morning after always have to remind her of what a bad decision the night before was?

She squinted and finally set her gaze on her nightstand. A surprising wave of relief washed over her. Drunk Kagome must have had an intelligent moment, for on her nightstand stood a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water. As quickly as she dared, she propped herself up on one elbow, trying to ignore the slight spin of the room, before greedily popping two pills and finishing the water. Even so, her thirst was far from quenched.

As Kagome tried to sort through her memories of the night before, she quickly registered that she had no memory of coming home last night. The last, clear recollection she could come up with had her sitting at the bar with Inuyasha and sharing a shot with the bartender.

"Shit," she groaned, hanging her head before precariously pulling her legs from beneath her blanket. Blacking out from drinking had been a favorite past time of hers back in her early college days. It wasn't because she didn't know her own limits when it came to being intoxicated, but back then, she simply didn't care. Drinking had been her favorite vice when it came to dealing with the pressures of school, boyfriends, and girl drama. It had been years since she had felt the need to get obliterated so completely.

Finally finding her courage, Kagome reached over and unlocked her phone. The red battery sign at the top meant it was almost dead, so she quickly scrolled through all the alerts on her phone. There had been way too many messages and missed calls from Hojo, which triggered the memory of the picture she had sent him. Her nausea increased ten-fold. Regret was a spiteful bitch.

Hojo was going to be the afternoon's problem. Maybe even tomorrow's problem. All Kagome knew was that it wasn't going to be a now problem.

Kagome plugged in her phone and once she was on her feet, the room swayed, almost causing her to lose balance. She stumbled out into the hallway to her bathroom to relieve herself. When she finished, she washed her hands and splashed cold water on her face just to feel something refreshing. The person's face who greeted her in the mirror no longer resembled the glamorous girl of the night. Only a woman's face awash with guilt, a wrinkled set of pajamas, and hair that was far from attractive.

From the other end of the apartment, Kagome suddenly heard a key turning in her front door. Immediately, she felt panic rise in her throat, eyes going wide. No one had a key to her apartment, not even Hojo, so unless she had been robbed last night - which she very may well have considering she had very little memory of it - no one should be coming over.

She swallowed thickly against her cotton throat and grabbed the first weapon at her fingertips - a plunger. Yeah, she wasn't winning any awards for being clever, but she was hungover and scared for her life.

Kagome crept down the hallway toward the front door and nearly lost her breath at who she saw standing in her entryway. The man from the bar last night - Inuyasha? - was making his way to her kitchen with a carrier filled with coffee and a bag from her favorite breakfast joint down the block.

"Good morning," he greeted casually, not at all thrown off by her presence as he set down his packages on the counter. "I brought you breakfast."

Rage and astonishment swelled in her chest. "What the fuck are you doing in my apartment?!"

He winced and held his hands over his ears before turning to glare at her. "If you could wait until after eight in the morning to start yelling, I'd really appreciate it."

"You didn't answer my question," she seethed, wide eyes sweeping the rest of the apartment for evidence as to what exactly happened last night?!

Inuyasha studied her from across the room and laughed at her dumbfounded expression. "Did you think I was a burglar or something? What's with the plunger?"

Kagome looked down at the plunger she held in his direction like a sword, and felt a blush bloom across her cheeks. She hurriedly hid it behind her back. "W-What was I supposed to think?"

He simply rolled his eyes. "Do you want breakfast or not?"

She bit her lip, but couldn't deny the ravenous hunger eating away at her stomach. Probably half the reason why she was so nauseous. Without saying another word, she slipped back into the bathroom to put away her weapon before meeting him in the kitchen. The sweet aroma of coffee and fresh bagels greeted her. She could've kissed him all over again.

"I didn't know how you liked your coffee, so I got cream and sugar just in case."

Kagome slowly sat down in the chair across from him, watching him slather some cream cheese on his bagel and drink his black coffee. She racked her brain as to exactly why Inuyasha was in her apartment, and then flashes of the night before came rushing back, of sloppy passionate kisses and tangled sheets.

Her heart dropped to her stomach.

Inuyasha studied the array of emotions that flickered across her face while he slowly chewed his bite of bagel and then swallowed. "Kagome, how much do you remember of last night?"

She bit her lip, shameful eyes lifting to his. "Um, well…" Her gaze fell to her person, realizing she was no longer wearing the sequined black dress she had gone out in. All the evidence pointed to a girl she wanted no relation to, making decisions that were very, very regrettable.

"We didn't sleep together."

Kagome's eyes flew to Inuyasha's, his deep voice quelling her fears. "We-We didn't?"

Amber eyes watched her carefully before turning back to his bagel. "No, we didn't. I'm not the kinda guy who beds a girl when she's drunk. Not my style."

A breath Kagome didn't know she had been holding escaped her lips. She had never been the type of girl to have one-night-stands. Her friends always teased her about it, but it was something she prided herself in. Having sex with someone wasn't something she did on a whim. She wanted to know she meant more to someone than an easy lay.

Her brows furrowed as she sipped on her coffee. "If we didn't sleep together, then why are you here?" she questioned. It would've been one thing if she had woken up with a naked man in her bed and kicked him out because of sheer embarrassment. It was another thing entirely that a man she didn't sleep with would bring her breakfast in the morning.

Inuyasha shrugged. "I was too tired to get another ride home last night, so I slept on your couch."

Kagome glanced over the breakfast bar to see a blanket and pillow on her couch as evidence that it had been occupied the night before.

"You know, you probably shouldn't drink so much."

She threw him a glare. "Did I ask for your judgement?"

He shrugged. "I'm just sayin'. Letting a stranger take you home because you're too drunk isn't exactly attractive."

Kagome scoffed. "Oh, thanks for the help," she snipped sarcastically. "What would I've done without you?"

Inuyasha grinned. "Probably throw a party to celebrate my absence."

"Probably, yeah," she hotly agreed. "I would've been just fine on my own."

"Maybe."

She frowned, flashes of last night starting to come back. They had been two heartbroken strangers in a bar who found comfort in their shared misery. Under the neon flashing lights and upbeat techno music, they gravitated toward one another like moths to a flame. But by morning they had transformed; she no longer represented the alluring woman who bewitched him, and he no longer appeared as the mysterious man who captivated her.

Now, she was simply Kagome Higurashi - a woman who was dumped by her fiance and had a mile-long to-do list regarding cleaning up their frayed relationship. And he was simply Inuyasha.

Kagome inwardly cringed. She didn't even know his last name. Or what he did for work. Or anything about him really.

Just fucking great.

"Look, Inuyasha," she began, setting down her coffee. "I appreciate everything you, er, did for me, but-"

"When we're done here, we should go on a real date."

Her mouth fell open. "What?"

Inuyasha shrugged. "Why not?"

"You have got to be joking," Kagome said while shaking her head. "One-night stands are literally just for one night, and we definitely would not work out."

He grinned. "Damn. That's a quick deduction there."

Kagome blushed. "I just mean that, last night… it was great and all, but…"

"It's daytime and the whole world's changed?" Inuyasha finished for her.

She sighed and looked away. He was right. Things were different. Last night didn't happen often for her, and bringing home a guy to her apartment never happened. If it were up to her, she'd stuff last night in a box as a precious memory and then forget it ever happened.

"I'm not saying I'm over Kikyou."

Kagome met his gaze. His eyes locked onto her, and held not an ounce of mirth. He was serious about this. He wanted to see if this could become something.

"And I doubt you're over your ex-fiance," he continued. "But, last night was fun. You're different and piss me off to no end-"

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" she asked with narrowed eyes.

He sighed and after a moment finally stood up. "Look. You seem like a great girl. But I'm not one to beg. Thanks for the couch." Slipping his phone into his back pocket, he turned to leave.

"Inuyasha, wait!" Kagome called as she chased after him.

Dammit. This guy was so infuriating! He insulted her, and called her names, and angered her enough to make her slap him upside the head. But he also made her laugh, and feel alive, and made her want to kiss him again and again.

She couldn't deny that she wanted to see him again.

Grabbing his elbow, she made him stop in his tracks and look over his shoulder at her. "What?"

"This…" she started, fumbling for the right words. "This is never going to work. You and I."

He gave her a lopsided smile. "I'll pick you up at six."

And then he was gone, closing the door behind him.

Within a moment of him leaving, Kagome realized something: Meeting Inuyasha was either going to be the best luck she ever had, or the very worst. At least, on the bright side, he had already witnessed her at her lowest.

How bad could it be?

#inuyasha #kagome #inukag #fanfiction #inuyasha fanfiction #inukag fanfiction #inukag week #sassy stays classy #my fanfiction #double shot of heaven

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Do you have any tips on writing Will as autistic that doesnt rely on lack of social awareness/not getting cues? I feel like his deeper understanding of people's natures is a defining part of his character, but I don't know how to communicate autism well in any other way. I'm close with an autistic person and not getting social cues is a defining trait about them, but I don't see that trait coexisting with Will's extreme empathy and social awareness. If you have any insight that would help a lot.

Yeah, Will definitely doesn’t have the more stereotypical inability to read people and situations that most autistic people have lol. But there’s a bunch of other stuff that’s autistic about him, actually including the hyperempathy

Having extreme empathy (something that many autitstic people struggle with) makes it exhausting to spend time with most people, because it feels like you’re being sort of overrrun by their emotions. That’s something that I definitely think Will experiences, and it seems to be less of a problem with Hannibal who he markedly has a much more difficult time reading (this makes Hannibal a notably restful person to be around—a lot of autistic people will find a small number of people who are not taxing to interact with and gravitate toward them bc of this)

Something else most autistic people deal with is under- and overstimulation, which is v easy to apply to Will! We see him rubbing his hands on things a lot when he’s agitated, something many autistic people do as a “stim”, an action designed to give them more of a kind of stimulation they need. Stimming tends to be a reaction to any kind of notable emotion, but many autistic people need to stim even when feeling neutral, and it can be anything from rubbing you hands on things to chewing on something to playing with a fidget toy. Sometimes people will use singing or listening to music as a stim as well!! Literally anything that provides stimulus can be a stim. Doing something small with his hands seems a good place to start with Will though

Overstimulation happens in situations where there’s too much stimulus—too loud, too bright, too crowded. Will gets really notably overstimulated in episode one when he kills Hobbs: the combination of what he’s feeling and experiencing is too much for him, and he gets shaky and has trouble speaking and controlling his hands. It’s not unreasonable to assume this might also happen in other contexts in which there was a lot going on that he needed to be paying attention to while also feeling emotionally agitated. The more emotionally unstable an autistic person is feeling, the less stimulus is needed to make us feel overstimulated, and a lot of people are particularly bothered by one sense over others (like loud noises are bad but strong scents are not, which I think would be Will’s situation since he doesn’t have a strong reaction to unpleasant smells on the show but does seem to strongly prefer quiet)

Overstimulation can happen gradually or rapidly, depending on the type of stimulus. If it happens gradually (caused by being forced to stay in a situation that’s very stimulating for too long) typically the person will get snappish and aggressive before anything like shaking or loss of speech occurs. Rapid overstimulation occurs when a person enters a situation that’s VERY VERY overwhelming all at once—ten sharp gunshots that mean the difference between life and death for an innocent, getting out of the car into a very loud very bright crowd, being tackle-hugged by someone a lot bigger than you—and sometimes subsides some after the person gets used to the situation, although not always.

Another Autistic Thing™ that Will does is say weird things!! We often have trouble figuring out what a “normal” thing to say might be. One way to use this in fic other than his typical strange metaphors is to have him overexplain things (giving way more info than is called for about something the other person doesn’t really care that much about) or being really pedantic about something someone else said/taking things too literally

I hope that helps some!! Since Will is an autistic character you can really just write him as himself and he’ll be autistic but these are some ways to explore that that are a little more specific

#hannibal #hannibal nbc #will graham #autistic will graham #autism #asks #anon asks #mine

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animematchups · 3 years

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Hey Laura, I'm super excited for this side blog! :3c I never did get to send in one of these, thus uh... Here we are, sending ... one of these! Alright, here we go. My personality type, INFJ. Though, I've been told it swings back to ENFJ when I'm around people I'm closer to. Definitely more introverted though, because I get really tired around crowds after a while. Personality-wise...I like joking around but in the end, I'm actually pretty relaxed. I think my friends see me as the one who always takes care of things because I'm often the one to make sure things are "okay" and "taken care of". I'm pretty scared to start conversations, but I'm usually the one to keep them going. I tend to mask a lot of my emotions with humor though. I'm 165cm tall, I braid my hair(help), wear glasses, and tend to wear shorts and a tank top. I genuinely hate wearing anything that's flashy or uncomfortable because it pisses me off having to deal with it™ Sometimes, it's just easier to be comfortable. I write, know how to cook pretty well(and bake), smoke, drink cola on a daily basis...Though, I really like just going on drives around my city at weird hours of the night because it's kinda relaxing. A fun "habit" I have is that I tend to read words wrong because of my dyslexia, which then causes me to often sit there for a couple minutes wondering why I read something as something off-putting. I think just someone who is willing to go on weird adventures and hang out. Sometimes, it's just fun to find new places to go at 2am...or end up at a Waffle House and order your third waffle and regret it later. Could this please be for a platonic match-up from Tokyo Revengers, Laura? Alright! A A A I'm really pumped to see all of the other match-ups! These were all super fun to read last time! 🍓

Thank you for requesting a match-up!

I really hope you enjoy my opinion when it comes to who you would fit best with in a platonic sense!

Be aware that manga spoilers will be included in this match-up. Nothing earth-shattering but characters within the latest arc will be mentioned (along with relationships that are canon). Please don't read unless you are caught up with the manga. All good?

Matching you up with...

Shinichiro Sano

While I may be matching you with Shin, I am also well aware how you would fit perfectly with the other First Gen Black Dragons. So it is a little bit of a group match-up with the main being Shinichiro himself. I really hope that makes sense. Especially when it is a platonic dynamic.

You want someone who will go on late night adventures with you? Shinichiro will text everyone to meet up and will ride around Tokyo with you on the back of his bike. So the five of you would definitely go and settle for some late night/early morning food somewhere. It depends on where is open and what the others are fancying. But waffles might definitely be on the menu!

Let's be honest here, you would always be around at S.S. Motors when you have a spare minute and want to be around your friends. Everyone gathers there so you would be no exception. Oh, and make sure to bring enough cola for both you and Shinichiro, yeah? He would just steal yours if you don't.

Out of all the First Gen Black Dragons, let's be honest and just say you would get close to Wakasa out of the others (Shin remains your first friend in the group). Not in a romantic or courting way, just because I think you both vibe so well together. Both of you dress for comfort over fashion and I feel he would be the best to relax with. He just gives off that sort of vibe, in my opinion.

Although, you would baby them all in a way. Always making sure they are looked after and providing baked goods you made. They would all seem to gravitate towards you for some comfort when it was needed. Even if it's just you trying to make them laugh, it would be appreciated.

You would be introduced to all the children who seem to flock to the bike shop, even the little Akashi's. It would mean having to bring some more baked goods in to make sure everyone got some, but can you really say no when a little Mikey and Haruchiyo look at you with such big eyes? Of course not. So best learn how to make a load of different sweet treats for these adorable kids.

At the end of the day, I just feel you belong with the Black Dragons and everything would work itself out for the best. It is a lifelong friendship, one that you would treasure and maybe abuse every now and then. After all, what are friends if not the people you call at 2am to take you to the nearest fast food place?

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JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

GUrll ur so sexy... Like you're Hot. I don't care if you were bullied in school, you're sexy, they lied.

Also bitch I KNEW i related to you too much our ascendants are both in leo we're so hot.

Ok ok no now I'll stop complimenting and start with the roasting here we go:

So the sun is your sense of "self" it represents you on the more base level i guess you could say, like what most people think you're like is represented by your sun. With Sagittarius being your sun it means you're very energetic Especially for those things you are passionate about, you might have gone through a LOT of hobbies, only a few of them stuck around but you like to try things. You're curious about the way people's minds works, you wanna figure them out. If the conversations you have don't involve some form of psychoanalysis or philosophy you might loose interest. You are a Talker, maybe you talk very fast or you are often told to lower your voice but you don't do it on purpose you're just very very animated. You are kina volatile, in the sense that you value freedom in everything, love, work, hobbies. You have a huge rebellious streak and you kinda like testing your luck. Think adrenaline junkie. It's cliché but with this much Sagittarius in your chart you prob love traveling, like i said you will chase freedom because you associate it with happiness. If you find people that make you feel free then you feel happy. Rules don't go well with you. You don't really like being involved with fights per se but you LOVE debating, if you can beat a motherfucker with nothing but facts and logic you will and you will enjoy it.

Your way of flirting or making friends is "lowkey bullying" or my favourite "verbally throwing hands". If they shoot back you get heart eyes (my mars in sag agrees). You can be tactless as fuck tho. Like you will say some outrageous shit that MIGHT be funny if the timing is right or MIGHT make everyone in a 5 mile radius mad.

I NEED to talk about your moon in sag bc Babe, babe the moon tells us about our emotions and how we deal with them, how we express them and how they shape us. But BABE. Sagittarius moons are so bad at comforting people it's embarrassing, trying to make them think of smth else or do smth else to distract from the situation is NOT a good way to deal with your emotions... Avoiding your emotions like the plague is not gonna invent a vaccine... Saying "everything is fine :)" DOESN'T MAKE ANYTHING FINE PLEASE GO TO THERAPY. ok to give you some credit, you don't let shit bring you down, no matter what you always get up and that is a *strength* that i admire, but love you're burning the candle at both ends, especially if you get yourself in More problems by trying to distract yourself from One problem.

Also you've had a horsegirl phase or a dog obsession phase or both huh. AND your love language is sarcasm but the type that you will make someone laugh when you're insulting them. You're also hilarious irl you're prob the "funny friend" but with that scorpio mars and venus baby inside ur sad and dark as fuck ripp.

I also wanted to talk about your mercury in sag... Babe... Do you know what a brain to mouth filter IS?! do you recognize that word?!?! Cuz you have never used yours i think. Like you are hilarious but that's because you have dolphins in the head cavity baby. Not trying to say you're stupid, you're actually very smart and opinionated, probably have been told that you'd be a great lawyer or smth. But miss gurl please think before you speak for the love of god ur gonna make someone cry. Also ur mouth is foul. Have you ever spoken a sentence without a "fuck" or a "cunt" somewhere in there?! God bless.

Now for your scorpio Venus I'm just gonna say, more confirmation that ur Sexy as Fuck, scorpio venuses are just sexy, amazing partners, VERY passionate, whoever dates you will never forget you, for better or for worse you'll forever be on the back of their mind. You had a harsh emo phase huh, maybe loved some obscure shit like witchcraft or just love dressing all black like someone's mother died, i bet you wear silver jewelry a lot, maybe necklaces or rings or chockers. If this isn't how you dress now it was prob a major phase in your life. Or maybe you just love horror movies idk

Being as passionate as you are you don't take well to being mistreated or lied to, you might like to plot revenge and things like those, you wouldn't do anything... You actually prefer letting things go but you WILL make an elaborate scenario in your head at 3am or even as you stare right in the persons face.

With mars in scorpio you might be kinda passive aggressive, maybe you act like things don't really bother you but you throw a comment or two once in a while just to stir the pot bc you can't move on lmfao.

You are attracted to people that are introverts or generally just mysterious, like i said above the nature of the Sagittarius is to Learn and to Study. People that you can't immediately figure out intrigue you. All your crushes are either on geminis or water signs lmfao.

The best careers for you are the ones that allow you some freedom of either movement or expression and something that can keep your mind from flying away, something that keeps you intrigued, like research or writing. You're a very "all or nothing" person and it can sometimes scare people away, i advise you to work on compromising, being less stubborn and more open with your emotions and desires.

(part one bc I'm taking too long and I don't wanna keep you waiting so much) I'll reblog this with part 2

Alright here we go part 2 of Roasting hella until she finds out I'm hiding in her walls.

I will skip over some planets that are Very slow moving and usually don't talk about you as an individual but refer to your generation as a whole.

I wanna focus on lilith for a sec bc worstie lilith talks about our fears, our more "darker" side that we hide from ourselves as well as the people that we love. Lilith in aries in the eleventh house tells me you might be afraid to take charge, you gravitate towards positions of leadership but you let go on the last second, almost afraid to have too much control, very often self sabotaging your own success. Your anger and you own ambition might scare you, you might be afraid of appearing too aggressive bc under your skin you have a deep rooted anger and rebellion that you wish to relieve but you can't find a good enough outlet, some things soothe it but you always feel like it never leaves. It might be related to some form of resentment that you never truly dealt with and now it sits uncomfortably with you and you just can't get over it and it bothers you. You might have been shy in groups as a child, maybe you talked a lot but it was always from a fear of the silence not always because you had something to say. The eleventh house is that of groups and friends and social awareness, technology and your hopes and wishes for the future, having lilith in this house talks about someone who had a hard time feeling comfortable around people OR someone who wasn't very accepted. You might have desperately wished for friends but have found it hard to find any. Or if you did, you deep down felt very alone. I would advise to learn to accept your anger and deal with it in healthy ways instead of brushing it off and repressing it.

The north node talks about what you need to focus more in your life for example in your case with Gemini in your North node you need to focus more on your communication letting go of anxiety and your relation with other people you need to become more interested in intellectual pursuit and growth. You need to let go off the need to always be right and look more at details instead of focusing on on the bigger picture all of the time. When your North node is is in Gemini then your South node is in Sagittarius which tells me that what you should focus less on is your pursuit of freedom and your rebellion. Be more aware of your words and use them with maturity.

Now let's have some fun with the ascendent in leo which we share and now i see why ur so relatable. The first house or the ascendant is that very superficial layer of our personality, it includes the way we carry ourselves, our style, the little habits or quirks we have. One thing about leo ascendants is that we have an obsession with our hair. Hair is important to us, some have huge hair that might remind you of a lions mane, others just have very unique style or color but we ALL are lowkey or highkey obsessed with it, either constantly touching it, pulling it, chewing on it, cutting it or dying it in unique ways you name it. You might have a rather large nose or cat like eyes.

This ascendent is full of life and light, very funny, light hearted and luxurious, you want to live that good life and i don't blame you. A negative aspect is that we come of as intimidating to others. ALL of my friends AND my ex have at some point told me I was intimidating to them. It makes us prone to overcompensating for it later in life so maybe now you're super outgoing and extroverted and you approach people first and try to be super friendly. Also you're an attention whore (affectionate) with a flare for the dramatics, very flamboyant, you basically fill the room with personality, it attracts attention and you love it. You're what people would call a "sunny" person.

You're hella competitive (get it lol) and you LOVE fighting your way to the top and crushing the competition. You're probably a weirdo that low key likes school. Not the way it's run or the teachers or whatever, but the "idea" of school. If you could just learn all your life you absolutely would.

Second house in virgo. The 2nd house is the house of money, work, income, daily routines, values, material possessions, habits, work ethic ect being in virgo it means you can have an extremely good work ethic, you put a lot of thought in planning and mapping your work, you might get overly critical on your work though and often undermine your own success and efforts because they didn't fit your impossible standards. You can be very organized in your work, you want things to be a certain way and if they don't follow your plan you will Make them. Its a good position for virgo but yoh need to be aware of not overworking by trying to do Everything on your own. Let others help you, and let people in your work do their own things don't try to help if not asked to because you will overwork yourself.

The third house is that of the mind, thinking, communication, siblings, interests and early education, in your case it is in Libra which means that you're early education might not have been very stable or it was a period of time that you look back with a lot of fondness but not much substance. You are a good talker but you get lost when it comes to details, you are indecisive when it comes to settling on an opinion on something if you don't have All the facts first, you always want to be right. You are pretty open minded and easy to talk to but you might have the bad habit of rambling off topic. You change interests constantly and you prob like to talk about others, you wanna know the tea if it kills you. You prob had a crush on a childhood best friend or on a hot neighbor. Your relationship with your siblings might be pretty good, friendly, no particular resentment or anything like that, you might be the one that everyone treats a little better, people let you get away with things more often, you might be the one that takes 2 hours in the bathroom lol.

Oof fourth house in scorpio babe how are the mommy issues? 😬 How is your relationship with your femininity? Having trouble with keeping secrets? So the fourth house is the one responsible for your home roots, your family, self-care, emotions, your mother, women and your femininity and having Scorpio here tells me that you might have very strong ties to your family, but they weren't healthy or emotionally supportive. You have grown with people that might have undermined your emotions, people that didn't teach you to set healthy boundaries and maybe even manipulators and gaslighters. You might have been the type to put your foot down a lot a home, assuming a very dominant role as well as the defender. You're very private about your family life and don't want to let people too close.

Ah i just noticed u have like 3 planets in this house including ur Sun and Moon, babe this house is what you need to focus on when you go to therapy. This almost secretive, guarded approach to understanding your own emotions is very prominent in how you see yourself, how you feel and with Pluto there, how you change. I could say the biggest changes in your life have happened in these areas and they have left the biggest impacts on you. Yes you are passionate and protective but don't let bad feelings marinate forever, address them and then move on from them because they're just weighting you down.

Fifth house in sag, also the house of your mercury. This house represents Love, romance, creativity, self expression, joy and childlike spirit. It tells me the way you express your creativity is through words which makes sense since you're a great writer, but not only, the way you express Love is also through your words, expression and free thoughts are your way you tell your loved ones how much you mean to them, think poetry, long rants, music recommendations bc of specific song lyrics, you have been writing form childhood and it's one of the ways you express your view on beauty as well, to you love is freedom and freedom is expression.

Capricorn in the sixth house paired with both uranus and neptune being in it tells me there is something about your knees, joints, bones or teeth in particular that stands out when it comes to your health, maybe you tend to break your teeth, maybe you like chewing on crunchy foods, maybe your joints crack a lot, idk but I'd drink my milk if i was you, take care of your joints and bones. Also for you, being emotionally unwell often translates to being Physically unwell as well, so be mindful of your emotions because they do affect you physically. You need to keep hydrated also and your health plan needs structure for it to work bc that neptune makes everything very chaotic and uranus constantly makes you bored and wanting to spice things up. Take care of your emotional needs just as much as you would with your physical ones. And for the love of jesus be CAREFUL with alcohol or smoking because that neptune in ur health house could mean serious trouble if you let it become an addiction, don't push it.

Aquarius in the seventh house of relationships, marriage, contracts, business partners ect means you are untraditionally traditional. That makes sense in my head let me explain. Aquarius is a sign that seeks individualism desperately, it likes to feel like a special person, impossible to understand. Yet always feels comfortable in the structure of traditional and safe paths. So for example you might marry someone in a way that is not traditional but at the end of the day you wish for your marriage to have a stability you would feel safe falling into. Also it says ur gay. Air signs in the relationship house says ur gay i Make the rules.

Pisces is in the eighth house of sex, intimacy, shared finances, inheritance, taxes, loans, property, mystery, partner's resources. This tells me you fuck with feeling lmfao. Or you simply make your love life something "special", a connection that only you and ur person can share, it's what makes you an amazing lover and an unforgettable one as well. But as amazing as you are at creating a otherworldly atmosphere, ur just as shit at setting boundaries and saying something when you don't like something. You don't like to see things that you love ending and a failed relationship makes you blame yourself too much, you have the tendency to stay in situations where you are being mistreated but you tell yourself It's on you.

A recurring theme I'm seeing is some weakness when it comes to liars or manipulators in your life. So either you irrationally fear people are lying to you because you "lie" to them about yourself or a lot of people in your childhood might have used lying or gaslighting as a way to keep you under control. I would advise to try not to overthink and become paranoid, people love you and they believe in you and they aren't deceiving you, they don't secretly mean something different from what they have said. Listen to your intuition about people sure, but don't confuse it with anxiety.

With lilith and aries in the 9th house of travel and higher education and religion I'm gonna assume you might have religious trauma. Religion might have been a way that people used to try and control you, if not religion then some form of system or government law. Being queer i completely understand the sentiment but in your case it's take a step further because you Value the ideals of this house so much, with lilith here, it's like at som point in your life you were finally awakened to how much injustice there was in the world ant that has made you very inclined to take action, you cannot stand unjust government or non tolerating religions. You might have felt crushed under an unjust system and it took you a lot of will and conviction to find your individuality and build yourself how you wanted once you were free.

Your midheaven in taurus tells me you are one that will achieve any goals you set your mind to. It might take you time, you might procrastinate around it, but at the end of the day, you will do it and you will do it well and it will be rewarding. If your father isn't a Taurus then he was a stable figure in your life, very much a rock for better or for worse. In your career life people will see you as very competent, very down to earth and helpful but you know you just procrastinated till the last second possible and stayed up all night do finish your work... You will seek careers that you believe will guarantee you stable income and a comfortable life. You might indulge in luxury from time to time because you think in order to get the position you want at work you need to look the part. Ultimately it's your sheer stubbornness and spite that gets you all the way up to the top of the food chain.

The eleventh house of groups, friendships, humanitarianism, and social awareness is in your case in gemini. It tells me you value friendship extremely and you surround yourself with a diverse cast of friends, you couldn't mix your different friend groups if you tried and you have tried. You have the habit of being too friendly to everyone which makes you end up with more friends than you know what to do with. You are approachable but people can get the impression that you are putting up a show or a facade and your emotions arent genuine, it's not always the case but you need to be more truthful and assertive, put some boundaries and don't let people get away with shit you don't like. Your public persona is very well liked, seen as fun and bright and smart and overall a joy to be around.

Now that last placement... 12th house cancer, i have the same placement and babe I'm sorry for all the shit you have been through. You deserve the freedom to be unhappy and to express that unhappiness in healthy ways. You deserve to be given unconditional love and support no matter how many mistakes you say you have made no matter how overly pessimistic you are about yourself it doesn't matter you're amazing and i love you and you deserve the world.

With jupiter the planet of expansion in the 12th house of endings, spirituality, solitude and karma?! Gurl i did say u were a cult leader but i didn't think it was astrologically backed up rippp. But it also says you might have a hard time getting the motivation to finish things, you might take a long time to finish a project. This house placements also tells me you're amazing at writing emotional ass fantasy stories which by now we have confirmed, but if you have like, an original idea for a book don't hesitate to get it started babe bc u have a very promising placement for that. Don't get too dragged into a sad whirlpool of emotions and daydreams but bring your creative ideas to life and you'll be fine.

This is all I'm doing today and i think it's enough lol. I'm posting this I'm sorry to my followers for the long ass post I'll tag it so you can filter it. This was a whole psycho-astrological analysis of our favourite writer Hellspawn1975. I have wanted to study her like a new lizard species for a while and i finally got the chance thank you hella for the opportunity.

Final words to @hella1975 i hate you and I'll fuck ur mom tomorrow, gn babe <3

#warning long post #long post #i am sorry #after intense study of this species i diagnose her with #gay homosexual gay #thank you everyone

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