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fountainpenguin · 7 years

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What do you think of "The Loud House"?

I don’t really like it, for personal preference reasons.

I knew Lincoln possessed a remote capable of freezing time, and I was intrigued because I wanted to pair this with Amanda Killman’s remote and powers of bending space (“Handsome Beast” / “Hall of Justice”). Both remotes are just jokes in their shows and not to be taken seriously, but that’s not the way I do things. I wanted to write a one-shot about Lincoln and Amanda getting into a fight about their respective remotes, which is why I wrote “The Fourth Rebel”. I don’t care what you guys think- I think I’m hilarious.

I watched most of Season 1 and a bit of Season 2 over the course of one week so I could get a feel for the show, but it just wasn’t engaging to me. To be honest, the reason I kept watching was because my favorite thing is intelligent little Lisa getting in physical fights with her siblings. I just think it’s hilarious. It doesn’t happen much, but it’s delightful to see. She just has such a tiny body and the huge glasses and tiny hands, and she’s vicious.

Lisa’s my favorite, but you know there’s a problem when one of my absolute least favorite character types is child genius and yet she’s the only character I like, pfft.

I like the episodes of Loud House that make it obvious that this needs to be a show about a large family, and has realistic episodes about what life is like in a huge family. For example, “The Sweet Spot”. I don’t really enjoy the episodes that don’t take advantage of the large family. I get that they’re good for character development or whatever, but I like to see the large family used to its full potential.

The continuity errors are what stops me from getting into it, mostly. Also, as a general rule, I get extremely uncomfortable with the idea that bullying someone is a sign of flirting / affection / healthy relationships, so I’m not a big fan of Ronnie Anne being paired up with Lincoln. I mean, maybe this is weird for you guys to hear if you’ve known me since my Total Drama days and you’ve read all the stuff I’ve written about Eva’s and Noah’s relationship, but… they were just friends. Show canon confirmed that they like each other enough to team up and agree to split a million dollars, so they’re really close friends, but they were never romantic.

As per usual, I’m not much of a shipper, and if you made it to my ‘fic “Borderline”, then you know what happened when Eva cornered him and they had that argument about his asexuality and their relationship. I just. No. Teasing and bullying… falling in love with enemies… not my style. I like writing characters struggling with relationships when they’re either obviously not compatible, or they know they have problems and they’re trying to make things better, or the relationship is unhealthy and they’re trying to untangle themselves. I don’t normally go from being physically / verbally abusive to everything being dandy.

I mean, I write a lot of problematic stuff for story purposes, but I try to make it obvious that such relationships are harmful. My writing about a couple has nothing to do with whether I actually ship them. I mean, Courtney and Ezekiel? I love writing about Courtney trying to tame feral Ezekiel and turn him into the perfect boyfriend we saw her want for season after season. It’s interesting. But that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s healthy, or that I ship it. Sometimes you just want to write about the acid-drooling feral child going to prom, okay?

Anyway. Not a Ronnie Anne x Lincoln fan myself.

I like magic, and TLH is a more realistic world. If I watched more episodes, maybe I would get into it more, but I’m not looking for a new show right now, and to be honest, when I am, it probably won’t be “Loud House”. Among other things, it’s one of the only times I’ve ever recoiled from a cartoon’s art style. And Clyde spurting serious fountains of blood all over the place every time he sees Lori isn’t fun (Friendly reminder that I’m hemophobic to the point where my blood pressure spikes every time I go to the doctor and I have the blood pressure measurer put on my arm and they often have to measure me twice because of that and my fidgeting, pffft). Clyde is terrifying to me.

I literally gave the Fairykind rainbow blood in my fanfics because rainbow blood freaks me out less than red blood. They don’t break easily, so I can have fun putting them in painful situations that would result in lots of blood and pain if I did the same thing with Timmy. So. I don’t hurt Timmy like I hurt the immortals. Listen, there’s a painful balance between how much blood or physical injury I can handle and my obsessive need to make things accurate and realistic.

I’ve heard LH is a great show, but I don’t like it myself. Personal preference.

On rare occasions, I do reblog neat TLH fanart, though.

TL;DR - The only parts of this show that matter to me are Lincoln abusing the time-freezing remote and Lisa scuffling with her siblings and then sitting down to pant as if she’s run a marathon. Neither are things I think most of the LH fandom would appreciate if I tried to obsess over them, pfft.

#The loudest show #asks #Anon #99% true as far as we remember #Savage spittle queen #Beasty such a beaut #ridwriting #riddleverse mention

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gotstory · 7 years

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My 20 Year Old Husband - BTS Fanfic [Day 6 - “Hyung!”]

20 yr old Jungkook, at the top of his idol boyband career, has a secret only he & his bandmates know – An underground relationship, with you, a girl he met at a fanmeeting. Things get a little out of hand and you find out you’re pregnant.

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Your pounding heart chased after your racing pulse as all time came to a stop. The only sound that remained were the faint noises of morning traffic from 10 floors beneath you, and of course, the slow breaths of Jungkook right in your face.

Everything happened like a whirlwind and at some point, he was no longer the object of screaming fangirls. He was just the same boy you first met - a dandy, doe-eyed tourist that felt like a friend. He was just a man, named Jungkook. Stripped of his stage persona, the tables were a little turned now.

His lips parted as he let out a whisper, "Would you..... Like to..... Go out with me?"

You swore he was so awkward but adorable at the same time that made you fall for him harder than before.

"But I thought you idol singers can't date?"

He turned his face slightly away, looking cocky, "I date when I want, who I want." He said oozing in sudden confidence.

"Woh--" You held both your palms up against his chest, "manly much uh? What if your date doesn't?" you amused, enjoying the tension that was growing.

He crouched nearer again and lowered his eyes to your lips as you leaned further and further on your back, trying to maintain distance.

Before you knew it, you felt the soft pillows at your back and there was nowhere else to retreat to. There he was now, hovering right above you.

He whispered in a low and awfully seductive voice, "Ah. I see where this is heading but I don't have all day, missy."

If there was a meter in the room to track your heart rate, you were pretty sure anything more would give you a heart attack. Never in your Twenty(something) years of experience with guys, had anyone made your mind spin, stomach twist, heart race, and well... The adrenaline rush was undoubtedly a turn on.

Jungkook was surprisingly daring despite how the ball was really still in your court. He stared into your eyes once again, hypnotising you into his mesmerising gaze.

"I'll let you know tonight. You've got a concert in a few hours, Mr Jeon Jungkook."

Lightly, you pushed him away, barely managing to disguise the blush and exploding heart that you were not able to control any longer.

You bit your lips, smiling, unable to meet his eyes. Of course you both knew the answer but heck, it was something too precious to spill in the heat of the moment.

His hand caught your wrist as you pushed yourself off the edge of the bed.

"You'll be there won't you?" He asked with those brightly boyish eyes.

"I don't need to, for work. I've already covered the fan meet."

He looked disappointed, somewhat. "Don't you want to watch us? Or, me?"

"Well.... If you so insist, I don't think I have much on tonight..?" you laughed, embarrassed at your own audacity.

He smiled again, "My only gripe is how you might have to sit alone and right at the front of my side of the VIP zone, where I'll always come by."

"I'll think about it?" you laughed again, picking up your bag as you got to your feet, and headed for the door.

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(Jungkook's POV)

"Jeon Jungkook!"

The unmistakable voice that was always an octave higher than yours greeted you from behind. It came with an arm wrestle and headlock despite of how Jimin was shorter than you were.

"Ah, hyung." You laughed, "sorry, I just saw your texts. She's coming tonight though." You beamed.

Jimin held your head away, examining your face. "Yah.... Jungkook-ah, you're not serious about this are you? You guys just met."

You saw how Jimin's face turned from a tease to a look of genuine worry. "It's going to be fine hyung, I won't make trouble, I promise."

Jimin, still with his arm around your neck, pulled you closer as you followed up into the waiting room of the concert venue.

"Jin-hyung knows too, but not the others. He saw us heading back last night, you'd better go assure him things are fine and I'll leave it for you to let the rest of the hyungs know. Just don't take too long." He ruffled your hair and let go of you.

You greeted the staff as usual and started getting hair and makeup done while the other members streamed in one by one.

Jin sat beside you, and smiled knowingly at your reflection. He didn't say a word, seeing that the waiting room was packed with busy staff. You raised your eyebrows at him, fooling around for abit until the makeup artist said you were good to go.

You went over to the oldest hyung as he pat the empty spot beside him, asking you to sit.

"Yah, you little thing.... doing things behind hyung's back now huh!"

"No hyung," you blushed, "it's not what you think".

Jin nudged you continuously, acting like a childish brother. "Ahhhh hyung knows it all~ we're all men now~"

You quickly shook your head raising hands in protest, "No, I'm not kidding hyung! Nothing happened! I only just ----"

"WHAT? WHAT? JUST WHAT?" Jin's enlarged eyes were urging you to continue.

"Nothing."

He made some annoying kissing noises as he wrapped his arms around himself.

"HYUNG~!" You whined as you gave him a light push, "Stop it already! You know I'm not that kind, come on."

"Arraseo... anyway, we don't have many days here. If you're really decided and serious that you want to go out with her, you'd better seize the days. Did you give her tickets for tonight?"

"Thanks, hyung" I smiled bashfully, "I told her to come.. yeah.. WAIT. TICKETS. Oh crap - I forgot."

Jin's jaw dropped. "You're kidding me maknae."

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You arrived at the basement of the arena, texting Jungkook and wondering how you were going to enter without a media pass.

He'd told you a million apologies that he forgot and there wasn't any way he could get out of the dry rehearsal. He said there would be a way in from the back but he had to get pass some staffs right before the concert to reach their van - where he wanted to meet you.

[Hey, I'm at the basement.] - you

He had to be waiting because the reply came almost immediately.

[Arraseo-yo, I'll be there in a minute. Don't go anywhere.] - jk

You looked around nervously, wondering where he would appear from. In the wide basement were many large MVPs and you weren't sure which one would be theirs.

Just then you hear a door swing open at the other end of the car park and a bright sparkly figure walked out, making clicking sounds when his heels touched the floor.

"Here!" You called out to him, your heart beating nervously as his eyes caught your voice.

He smiled and waved you over as he also made his way towards you.

Making a small run, he looked around ensuring there were no vehicles in the open space, and no one else. As you got closer, he reached down and held your hand.

"Waiting for you was more nerve-wrecking than the concert, really." He made a pouty face at you.

Things were progressing so fast that you were taken aback yourself, not knowing how to react. He was surprisingly a lot more of a straightforward guy than the shy youngest member you thought he would be.

"Won't people ask who I am when I go in there?"

He thought for a moment, "Oh I didn't think so far. So I guess you've got to give me your answer before the concert then."

You hit his arm, "It's not the time for jokes, Jungkook!"

"I'm not joking though! Just tell them! 'I'm his personal tourguide', won't that do?" he laughed, pulling you along and through the door, ignoring your whines and tugs.

You kept your head down and inched as close to his back as you could, letting your hair cover half your face and biting your lips. He bowed politely and greeted the staff along walkways, never letting go of the hand that held yours at his back. You noticed that most people made way for him pretty quickly and that he was friendly with most of them. They didn't look questioningly at him instead, just went along their business. Slowly you straightened your back and walked normally, your tight grip on his loosening a little.

He turned to look back at you as he slowed his pace and came to a stop.

"Okay. I need to ask your permission for one thing right now, and you've got to say yes."

"What is it?"

He stepped aside and you saw the sign on the door - "Artiste Waiting Room - BTS"

You gasped, hearing voices behind it.

"I told my hyungs that I've decided to bring you to meet them before the concert, and they're really excited to see you."

"Wait, wait.. Jungkook, I'm not ready for this!" You squealed, doing a little anxious step with your feet.

"It's okay, it's okay... and, if it helps... I'm nervous too.." he bunched his other hand into a fist and jumped along with you. "So let's just get it over and done with, please? Can we?"

At this point you both were 2 strange folks jumping in small steps outside the waiting room, only that he was the only one smiling and looking excited.

"You ready? We can do this." He put his hand on the handle.

"No, no no!" You watched as his knuckles gripped the silver bar and pushed it down, slowly opening the grey doors.

The noise from inside ceased and you held your breath.

Jungkook's happiness and excitement was more than evident as he smiled so widely that all his teeth were showing.

"I'M HERE!" He announced, taking a step forward to block you from the member's view.

You recognised Jimin's voice first from the lot.

"Did you get her?"

Jungkook nodded, "Yes, but she's a little nervous."

He turned to his back, whispering to you gently, "Don't worry, they're all nice hyungs and no one else is here."

You could see Jimin trying to bop his head and jump with a wave, "It's me! me!"

Jungkook saw you letting out a smile and opened the door a little wider to reveal Jimin, clad in a suit with a deep V-line.

"OMO!" You were shocked at the exposure but Jimin was unfazed.

"Come on in and meet the rest of us, I'm so glad you're okay now. You don't know how worried I was last night." He smiled like a kind brother/mother/kid and with the eye makeup up close, you realised he was not any less good looking than Jungkook, who had near perfect facial features that makeup accentuated.

Jungkook led the way in, holding your hand and Jimin shut the door, leaning against it.

The boys were all in their stage outfits and had a glowing aura about them.

The first to speak up was Namjoon and he held out his hand instead of bowing. You reached and shook it, to your surprise it was large and warm, and he held your tiny hands with both of his and shook it, bowing. "I'M SO SO SO SORRY OUR MAKNAE HAS MADE LIFE SO TOUGH FOR YOU SINCE HE ARRIVED, I KNOW HOW MUCH OF A STUBBORN CHILD HE CAN BE AND I'M SO THANKFUL YOU PUT UP WITH HIM"

"Ah, Hyung! What are you talking!" Jungkook hurriedly held Namjoon's hand as he animatedly let it go.

The other members also stood up but you noticed they were smiling and beaming like parents, whispering to each other.

"Oh, Jungkookie, our maknae has grown up now." J-hope teased loudly, raising his eyebrow at the hand-holding.

You quickly tried to release the hand but Jungkook only caught it even tighter.

"What are you doing?" He whispered to you in a low voice, "Hajima!"

That only earned a bunch of low echoes from his members as they 'Wooooh' and 'Ahhhh-ed' at you.

You smiled, and nodded awkwardly, looking at them one by one, "Hello... again..."

"Oh she's so cute." Taehyung smiled, and waved at you with a wide smile.

You waved back quickly, recognising him from yesterday as well.

Jungkook began, "So, yup please look after us kindly and erm... Chae-rin lives here so if there's anything you need to know, I thought you might want to ask her now." He looked over at you, smiling again while biting on his lower lip. Signaling you to take a seat if you wanted.

Immediately the boys made way and asked you to sit as they fumbled around, keeping their smiles and trying to make you feel at ease.

"Jungkook-ah, you need to do the introductions first." Jin quickly said, and you got what he meant.

"AH! ah, yes - So Chae-rin, here's Jin... hmmm oppa?" He wasn't sure if he liked the sound of it now that he heard it for himself. "Yoongi... oppa, Hoseok... oppa.. AH. I can't do this." He laughed, and Jimin quickly took over.

"You suck at this totally."

Jimin introduced them one by one in order of age until he came to himself and Taehyung. "We're all same aged, right? Call us by anything you're comfortable with."

They gave you the warmest smiles and you actually did feel at home with them. In all that Jungkook kept close to you, always looking at you and checking on your expression. He could tell the members really liked you as well.

"... oh, don't you guys need to go get ready now?" You looked at your watch. You had been in the room for nearly 10 minutes now.

Namjoon stood up, "We'll see you later alright? Enjoy it, Jungkook's really gonna push it so hard today for you - I know it."

You laughed along, as you saw Jungkook sigh in nervousness.

"I better get going now." Turning to him, he was all smiles.

"I'll walk you out to the gate."

"No, don't" You stopped him, "I know my way around here, remember?"

"It's not that --" He protested, while smiling.

"I know, I know... but you should compose yourself and focus instead of thinking about other stuff now. This means alot to everyone." You gave his arm a squeeze.

He nodded obediently, following behind you and pulling the door open for you.

"See you later, I'll be waiting."

"Hmm?"

"You're coming back with me tonight, no buts."

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