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creacherkeeper · 11 months

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multiples of 7 for the character asks for bo!! <3

7. what quality do they like the least about themselves?

OOF. WHAT A WAY TO START. i think theres a Lot about himself bo doesn't like and he's still coming to terms with what a lot of that means like. In Context. of like. Everything. but i think Right Now the thing he doesn't like the most is that he makes people sad. because he can Tell but he also cant Help It and he's trying to find the balance between. opening up. and making people Worry about him. because he!!! does not want to affect the people he cares about in a negative way!!! its fine if they do that to him but not the other way around. he's not supposed to take up space <3

14. do you have a favourite conversation that they’ve had with another character? briefly describe it!

i definitely have favorite conversations with the pcs, but i think my favorite conversation with an npc was when they were in the book and bo got. a little mad. at bubba. for not just working things out with ezzy. and yelled at him a wittle bit. just bc i think that was like a Turning Point for bo of like. maybe the first time he ever acted selfishly towards someone? and knew he was acting selfish and said it anyway? and just being like. actually me and rosie deserve a full family so why cant you get your shit together. which like. in hindsight with everything we know about them now, Harrowing for bubba, but it was also bo like. showing he felt safe enough with bubba to get upset at him? bc that's pretty rare for bo

21. without revealing any secrets, how much of your character’s backstory does the rest of your party know about? 20%? 75%? 0%?

i mean. broad strokes, 100%. there's always going to be little details to flesh out, but bo backstory was pretty simple and didn't get changed at all from original version to now. all the nuance that's come with it has come from hollis. i didnt know jack shit about bubba or him and eabha's relationship or the rangers or anything. i found out In Game with everyone else (madly affectionate)

28. what is something that helps to comfort them?

talking to kai <3 kai is really good at both grounding him but also making him like. actually deal with stuff so he gets it out of his system. he's used to being like. oh i'm upset. gonna bury this forever. but kai is like. okay bud we're gonna talk through it and then chill out and bo is like wait huh this actually helps?? wild

35. pick a character that they know. what is something that they do that your character finds annoying/frustrating?

flip side of that,,, less annoying and more frustrating / concerning but. kai not eating well <3 bo is such a big food guy and like. is so used to people showing care through food. and so kai will stress bo needs to take care of himself because he deserves to feel good and then will have like. an iced coffee for breakfast and not eat again for 8 hours and it drives bo insane. he doesn't understand how they can be so in tune with things emotionally and also expect so much from their body and fighting abilities and then not take care of it right

42. how similar is your character to you?

MEAN QUESTION. i think more similar than i would like to admit but not as similar as i would fear. i think we have some good traits in common and some bad traits in common and some hangups in common but overall we have fairly different like. cores. and life experiences, obv. it is sometimes hard for me to play bo cause im like noooooo i dont want to say this but its what bo would say!!! it what bo would think!!!! im very much a Character Actor as a player and me and bo differ. A Lot in how we go about the world

#THANK YOU FOR THESE HARROWING QUESTIONS I WUV YOU #bo tag

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siriuslythatbitch · 1 year

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I see it's time for our semi regular 'hey minors could you fucking not' chat. So Miss B is gonna have to school you again apparently.

JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT LIKE SOMETHING DOESNT MAKE IT BAD

Read that, repeat it, internalize it, fucking live it. You do not get to dictate an authors right to write what they want. That is not your prerogative and quite frankly it's disgusting for you to do. You wouldn't pull this shit with a GoT book. You don't care about the fact that there is teenage rape in that and teen pregnancy and incest. But because these authors are 'accessable' you decide to attack them. No that's not gonna work bud.

Fun fact teenagers fuck. I fucked as a teenager and I damn well know my friends did. It's not a secret and I wish to fuck there had been someone to write a queer sex experience when I was growing up. You should be bowing down to these authors for providing you with something we never had at your age instead of trying to shame us into not writing.

Now I know it's hard for you to understand but life doesn't just end when you become a parent or turn 30. We have liked this series our entire lives. You weren't even a twinkle in your parent's eyes when this Fandom started. You do not get to claim it as yours. This is our baby. We nurtured and tended to it until it became what it is today and like fuck are you going to take it from us.

Speaking of being an adult an adult is an adult period. The age doesn't matter. You are 18 congrats you're and adult now. You're 45 or 89 or 19 it doesn't fucking matter. You are an adult. And funny thing, adults fuck other adults. That's how the world works. As long as it is consensual it's none of your concern how "adult" you think they are or aren't.

Honestly for every whiney post I see about an age gap im adding a year to the gap in my next fic between the pairing. Just fucking try me bitches. I am so done with your filtering bullshit. Fight me I promise I'll win.

29 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

Send Up a Signal, I’ll Throw You a Line

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37354114

It was three on a Tuesday and Sirius was near comatose at the counter. They’d had one customer in the shop all day, a fifty-something bloke looking for a Jefferson Starship record. Once found he proceeded to lecture Sirius on classic rock for the better part of an hour. Apparently, the man thought him completely ignorant of any bands at all. Despite the fact that he was wearing an Eagles t-shirt and worked at a bloody record shop. Not that he was surprised. Every man over thirty-five came in to see a man in his mid-twenties and assumed he must know nothing but Green Day and Foo Fighters. At this point, he was used to it, but that didn’t mean it made his exasperation with it all lessen.

“How’s it going down there, Black Dog?” His uncle called down from the upstairs that doubled as the man’s apartment and employee break room. Sirius couldn’t keep from grinning at the familiar nickname. Alphard had been the one to introduce him to classic rock in the first place. When his parents had been too busy to deal with him and his brother they’d come to the record store to spend time with their uncle.

He couldn’t have been more than four when he began grabbing records from the man’s collection upstairs, choosing them by the pretty art at first. The blond man, who he later learned was his uncle’s partner Nicholas, was always all too happy to man the shop for a while as he indulged his nephew’s newfound love for the music of their youth.

Nick had always found the fact that they were all named after constellations fascinating. It was that connection and Sirius’ particular fondness for Led Zeppelin that had dubbed him Black Dog. A name that stuck well through his teens and into adulthood. Black Dog was as much his name as Sirius at this point. It never failed to make him smile.

“I’ve seen legislation passed faster.” He groaned. The other man laughed at his joke. It was well known that their family had a distaste for both his and his Uncle’s career choices. Blacks were known for going into politics or becoming solicitors at the very least. His mother, father, and brother were all involved with it in one way or another. Fortunately, the idea of having a son without a uni degree compelled his parents to pay for it regardless.

Sirius didn’t regret his choice in the slightest. Music had always been his passion, and one his uncle had always indulged. Alphard was peering at him from the stairs. He’d moved just low enough to keep him in his line of sight.

“Nick is whipping up a batch of cinnamon scones now. I’ll bring you a few when they’re done.” In his younger years, his partner had been the pastry chef at multiple Michelin star restaurants. They often benefited from his penchant for baking when bored.

“Life may be worth living,” Sirius responded, completely missing the tinkling of the bell from the front of the shop. His uncle hadn’t. A sly smile crossed his face as he glanced across the room. Eyes flicking back to his nephew he replied.

“Perhaps there’ll be another soon enough.” The man winked, familiar grey eyes shining with mischief before disappearing back upstairs.

“Wha?” He tried to ask, shaking his head at his uncle before turning back to the store.

Sirius wasn’t sure what he might have expected to find when he glanced across the space, but this wasn’t it. A man in a dark brown cardigan had his back to him. His hair hung in sandy brown half curls that looked soft in the warm light. Even from across the store he could tell the man was a virtual giant. Sure, Sirius was shorter than your average bloke, a fact his best friend James loved reminding him of, but this man had to be well over six foot tall. He wanted to get a closer look though. It took him far too long to remember he worked at the bloody store and had every reason to approach the man.

“So… Do you come here often?” Sirius said, mentally berating himself for the cliché pickup line.

“Uh no, actually.” The other man laughed. His head was still downturned, long tan fingers rifling through the albums in the centre rack. The dexterity with which he did so did very unfortunate things to Sirius. Especially since he was at work, in the record shop, where his uncle was currently upstairs and well within earshot. “I had a friend tell me about this place, and I thought I’d check it out.” Finally, the man turned to glance at him. Sirius’ eyes went wide at the sight.

His lips were plush and a deep pink, one corner cocked up in amusement. His nose was almost button and utterly too adorable for Sirius’ good. The silvery band of a scar that ran across it just added to the urge to know this man inside and out. It was his eyes that were the real knockout. They were a shade of dark green, the kind of green that reminded him of warm summers spent in the countryside or his favourite jumper. He couldn’t be sure, but he thought he saw flecks of gold or perhaps amber filtering through them. It was as if they glowed in the light and Sirius was desperate to lean in and examine them closer. Swallowing hard he attempted to cover his instant attraction to this man.

“Is there something I can help you find?” Sirius could tell his voice was a bit strained. Fortunately, the other man didn’t seem to notice, or perhaps he didn’t care. Sure, he had no doubts that he was attractive, but there was no guarantee this guy was into blokes. He prayed to deities he had never been certain existed, that he was though.

“Yeah, actually.” Fuck. He’d been so distracted by the man’s appearance that he hadn’t really registered his voice. It was a smooth baritone that flooded his senses in the way that Alphard’s records had when he was a child.”I was looking for a Steve Miller Band record.” He had the faintest Welsh accent, the vowels leaving his tongue like music. Sirius was reminded of a much fitter Tom Jones.

“Oh, yeah, no, you’re in the completely wrong place for that.” He said, whipping around and making his way deeper into the store. “That’s where we keep all of the newer albums, anything from the naughties onwards.”

“Ah, well that would make sense.” He laughed behind him. The sound sent shivers up his spine, and he was glad he could play it off while walking.

“This is the section you want.” Sirius came to a stop in front of an enormous back wall. There were framed and signed classic rock records hung above a multi-tiered record holder. It ran from the staircase to the wall, wrapping around toward the counter. They truly did have the best collection in all of London, a fact his Uncle, and okay maybe Sirius too, was proud of.

“Woah.” The man’s eyes went huge as he took the setup in. “That’s quite the inventory you have here.”

“This isn’t even all of them.” Sirius laughed, thinking of the storage room where they kept the particularly expensive records. It took Sirius by surprise when the other man smiled at him. Not the half-smirk before, but an actual grin. His abdomen fluttered in a way he decidedly was not letting happen. Instead, he did his actual job “So do you want a specific album, or..?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” He could have sworn he’d seen a slight flush to the man’s cheeks, but put that down to wishful thinking. “I was hoping you’d have a copy of “The Joker”.”

“I know we have at least one copy, but my uncle stocked it so we may have to dig for a bit.” Sirius fought a smile at having an excuse to spend more time with the mystery man. “You take that line, and I’ll look through this one.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He put on a jokingly solemn expression that had Sirius laughing despite himself. The other man let out an amused huff but turned toward his stack of records.

Unfortunately, or if he was honest with himself, which he steadfastly attempted never to be, quite fortunately, the two lines of records were quite close together. It was great for someone browsing alone. For two, however, it was close quarters. The cardigan covered arm of the other man brushed lightly against his bare one. At first, he’d assumed it was an accident, but then it happened again, this time staying in contact in some way. He bit his lip trying to keep his focus on the records and not the slide of the other man’s arm against his. Even through the garment, he could feel the radiating body heat and Sirius wanted to roll around in it like the dog his uncles had nicknamed him. This close he could smell the woodsy scent rolling off him. There was a faint hint of books, but the exceptionally old kind his parents had kept in the library of his childhood home. Somehow for once, the reminder didn’t make him want to bolt for the nearest exit. Contrarily, it made him want to press as close as possible, to claim the smell as his own. Christ, maybe he was a dog.

Sirius concentrated on the records instead, flicking past the Sex Pistols, The Smiths, and Stereophonics. At least he was at the st’s.

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Wolfstar

Accidentally married

Intimate Artistry

You spoil me so, Marigoals! I'll make this EXTRA special for you, babby<3

Remus opens up a tattoo parlor in Diagon Alley. He's done some research on basic charming for the designs, but has some he doesn't want to try out on his regular clients just incase. Sirius loves being his tester, which has resulted in quite a few tattoos (That Remus would love to trace with his fingers, tongue, and well anything Sirius would let him really). It's great, but it also means he's running out of room. Remus has come across some odd runes that he is pretty sure are meant to make the tattoo guaranteed not to fade, but he's not positive. Sirius decides he wants a wolf and dog baying at the moon on his hip, which means he has to take off his pants and use towel to try and cover. There's a lot of fumbling trying to keep from touching Sirius' cock, which just so happens to be making itself more obvious with each touch of the needle. (What can I say, he's a masochist and it's Remus afterall.) Both men are panting by the time he finally finishes tracing the last rune in invisible ink, but it doesn't have the effect either thought. A quick burst of pain has him gripping his own hip, working down his bottoms just enough to see the top of the very same tattoo he's just inlaid in Sirius' pale skin. Sirius, who has always been better at runes than Remus looks over the book and realizes the tattoo wasn't bound to his skin permanently but bound them to each other. And well, was that really so bad?

36 notes - Posted February 26, 2022

Innocent Physical Contact and I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On Perciver (Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood)

Ooookay. First time thinking about this ship, but I'm excited so let's go. It's their 5th or 6th year and they've been the only two sharing their dorm just them since their first year, but things have gotten tense. Percy has tried to stay out of the dorm as much as possible and Oliver can't figure out why. He comes back from quidditch practice one day early because there was some issue or another and surprises Percy who had memorized his schedule. Percy has gay panic and makes to leave but Oliver stops him in the doorway with his hand on his chest. He demands that Percy tell him what's going on and after some very intense yelling Percy finally admits that he's pretty sure that he has a crush on him and the sight of him in that Quidditch uniform does things to him. Oliver definitely didn't think about what his uniform might do, but is very pleased with this revelation so takes it as a win and just kisses him. There's delightful frottage, Percy makes him keep the uniform on while he blows him (Because it's hot that's why) and it's just a lovely smutty time.

50 notes - Posted February 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay we're gonna have a fun time today because I am fucking enraged. It's clear that people have no clue what polyamory actually is or how a HEALTHY poly relationship works. I'm not just talking a triad, because outside of fiction those are fairly rare. Since apparently the cishets control the narrative I think it's about time I cleared some shit up. The key to polyamory is communication. THAT DOES NOT MEAN CHEATING AND SAYING IT'S FINE BECAUSE "Hey I'm poly"! There's a certain fic that tries to excuse this behavior and honestly I'm disgusted that it's so fucking glorified. That is NOT polyamory. That is cheating, plain and simple. If you want to write that that's fine, but call a spade a fucking spade. Don't you dare use a healthy and valid relationship choice to excuse your character's bad choices.

As a member of the queer community you should fucking know better. You wouldn't say being Bi or Pan is a reason to allow cheating, and if you would get the fuck out. I am tired of putting up with bi and pan phobia in the queer community. The hets fuck us over enough as it is, why the hell would you add to it?

I am polyamorous. I am in healthy and consenting relationships. I am fucking valid and am not a cheater or greedy or any of the bullshit that you all seem to perpetrate. I am so fucking done with you using my life as an excuse for your shitty writing. Don't pit partners against each other, don't make them keep from working out their normal feelings so it's healthy, and for fuckssake DON'T TRY AND COVER INFIDELITY WITH POLYAMORY!

Have a fan-fucking-tastic day, and think about what you say before you say it next time.

81 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

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yoongisbars · 4 years

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Samusil | myg | P R O L O G U E

summary: It was always known that you were the family disappointment. So naturally, you fled. With a looming school debt, alcoholic tendencies, and no luck whatsoever in keeping a job for more than a month, you were at your wits end until you finally cave into working at Bang-Lenzo. You’ve only ever heard horrors of the place and its manager. But maybe, just maybe, that office would become your safe haven.

pairing: myg x reader genre: strangers to lovers au | office!yoongi au | future angst? fluff? word count: 7.5k tw: alcohol as coping mechanism, subjects that might hit close to home note: inspired by The Office US, this is only a teaser, a taste, of a project im working on, i wont release anything besides this until its ready, so pls endure !! <3

Life was a bitch to everyone, and ever since you flunked out of Business School, it’s proven you weren’t the exception. It was an already supersaturated field with bright minded, innovative entrepreneurs. And you? Realized halfway through that the business world wasn’t cut out for you. With an overwhelmingly expensive college debt for an unfinished degree that your parents refused to pay for, you became the official family disappointment. After two years of being done with their bullshit, you finally packed your stuff and moved as far away as possible, hoping to start anew in the small town of rural Yangpiji.

Just because you had some level of education, didn’t mean it would get you quite far. It’s done the opposite, in fact. Jobs with higher wages frowned upon your incomplete studies, and jobs that didn’t give a fuck if you finished high school, didn’t pay enough to deal with their idiocies or take care of the bills for that matter. One heated argument with the owner of the last food joint you worked at was the final straw. Throwing your dirty apron at his face, you walked out of there without a single care in the world, and for the moment, you felt powerful. At least until you waltzed into Slack Jack’s and sat at the bar that night, head buried into your palms.

“Rough shift?” Your eyes peered from behind your fingers, focusing on a shot being placed in front of you. And boy, were you thankful for it. Without speaking, you threw that shit back and let it burn your throat, the only consolation for the situation you were in. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Jackson, I quit.” Feigned shock played on the bartender’s face as he cleaned a beer mug. You weren’t the only one who searched for new beginnings in Yangpiji. In front of you was Jackson Wang, owner and proprietor of Slack Jack’s. He had moved there from abroad no more than ten years ago in hopes to reinvent himself, and against all odds did. He had been your close friend for the past three years since moving. Quite frankly the only good thing this area had to offer was Jackson and his cheap drinks that get you hammered quick.

“Really? I wouldn’t have thought!” His hand shot up to cover his mouth, chuckling at your bland reaction. Rolling your eyes so far into your skull, a heavy sigh escaped from within.

“I’m serious. I quit. I quit work, I quit life, I quit Yangpiji- I’m tired… I hate that I’m a jobless 28-year-old drunk, with nothing to offer this world besides how to survive on garlic noodles and rum.” Your hands traveled the air around you as you searched for words, “I can’t even afford to make them Jjajang Noodles, Jack. JJAJANG!” A small shriek spewed out as you downed another shot, you stopped counting after the third one. Dread and sorrow pooled around you in a matter of seconds. You were at your wits end. And you couldn’t say you were past your peak, since frankly you never took off the ground to begin with. “I’m a failure, Jackson.”

Widened eyes traveled the room trying to find any words of consolation, but the bartender couldn’t find anything other than pity. His hands moved quickly, putting away the bottles before he was tempted to offer you anymore. He usually served you on the house because he knew of your struggles, but you also drank your weight in alcohol, and he didn’t want to go broke any time soon.

“Listen, chief. There’s still an option…” Oh no… You didn’t want to hear it; already knowing what was coming. “The Bang-Lenzo Yangpiji Branch is still hiring for a secretary; you should test it out.”

Ah, yes. Bang-Lenzo Inc. Somehow a successful company in the dying paper industry. One of the first to drop their deforestation contracts for their supplies and switch entirely to recycled paper. Since most companies didn’t believe in the Save The Trees movement, most of their major clients dropped them and signed contracts with Bang-Lenzo instead. Working for them would be an achievement… If only the branch in your city wasn’t a nut house.

“Jackson…” Elongating the last syllable, you groaned. “I’ve heard horror stories of people that have tried to work there, it’s chaos. No one ever lasts a full week…” The idea of even bothering to work there was dreadful. The workers there were a nightmare, so you’ve heard. But their manager? A complete lunatic. Unprofessional, immature, inappropriate, and other negative connotations have been used to describe the young manager, Jeon Jungkook. Rumor had it he was the top salesman for 4 years straight before the old manager died. When the company crunched the numbers and stats, he was technically the most qualified for the manager position and had managed to keep it for the past 5 years.

Amidst your internal struggle, Jackson raised an eyebrow and cut you straight. “It pays $15 an hour, plus benefits.” On instinct your hand shot up, doing quick maths in the air. Holy cow. You shifted your attention to Jackson so fast you almost snapped your neck.

“That’s almost $30k a year!”

“More than you’ll ever make busing tables, that’s for sure.” He had a point. And, you were desperate. Maybe not so much at first, but $15 is $15 and if it meant sacrificing your sanity for survival, well damn it, you were down for the count.

“Guess I’m speaking to Jeon…”

On Jackson’s commands and with a set of instructions, you left the bar early. ‘Prep for tomorrow, rest and sober up.’ Three things that you were never quite well doing at the very last minute. Bits and pieces of information were fed to you, in order to try and snatch the job at its core.

‘From what I’ve heard, he likes to go in on Saturday mornings to catch up on some work.’ All that meant was that you had to wake up early, and your suspected hangover did not like that. You did what any ‘sane’ person would do and popped in a pain killer and a nausea reliever, an old family remedy to wake up fresh and ready.

‘At the breakfast buffet two blocks over, I once saw him obliterate the cheddar biscuits… And I think he has a thing for sausages too.’ Really, it seemed like Jackson knew Jungkook too well, but honestly so did the town through word of mouth. That last bit of information is what made you scour the nearest convenience store for the necessary ingredients to make the piece of resistance, the key to securing your assets. With this bread you were going to get your bread.

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Morning came quickly, as you had gone to bed late baking and sorting out your clothes for the day. Sporting one of your finer ensembles just to make a statement, you were ready to take life by the throat. A dark gray, tight pencil skirt above the knee, a light beige button up blouse with pearled buttons, and a blazer to match the skirt. You applied a fair amount of neutral colored makeup in order to rejuvenate your features to not look like you’ve been miserable for the past 10 years. You finished off the look by slipping on some classic, black Mary Jane’s.

For the first time since inheriting this 1999 Verna, you were glad the aircon was a hunk of junk and only blew hot steam. Of course you drove with the windows down to receive actual fresh air, but you angled the conductors towards the biscuits, keeping them toasty and warm as if freshly baked that morning. Jeon Jungkook would be in the palm of your hands and the job would soon be in your possession. Financial stability: here I come.

Parked outside of the building, you painted on a mask with all of the false confidence and determination you could muster, before any ounce of regret could slip in. Once the clock hit 8:55am, it was time to go. You grabbed the biscuits, which you had ever so ‘lovingly’ placed in a basket upping the charm factor, and headed for the entrance.

I need money. I need money. I need money. It was the mantra of your choosing as you took the unnervingly long elevator ride up to the Bang-Lenzo office where your unannounced meeting with Jeon Jungkook awaited. Yes, unannounced. Obviously to anyone with common sense of time, 9:00pm wasn't a viable hour to schedule a meeting for the next morning, so you decided to take the determined approach and show up like you already owned the place. For the first time you had a goal and were dead set on obtaining it. Nothing would stop you from getting that income. I need money.

‘Bang-Lenzo INC.’ read the door sign in front of you. For a moment you closed your eyes, fighting off the urge to walk back to your car and forget this place. But your mantra was quick to erase such thoughts. I desperately need money. Overpowered with feigned confidence, you strutted into the main office. Immediately you were faced with your soon to be desk. It was large and crescent shaped, spacious and tall. In a room to your right, you heard a muffled voice. Surely that was Jeon’s office. With a huff of air, you went to knock on his door.

“Huh? C-come in?” Faint and hurried clattering was heard from inside. With suspicion, you went for the door, revealing behind it the manager, and possible future boss: Jeon Jungkook. Sporting nothing but a set of gray sweats, disheveled hair, and a headset placed around his neck. “Did you need something?”

The scene in front of you made you lose focus for a split second. You had never seen him before, and by personality description you expected many things except him being viciously attractive. And also a gamer, noted by the Overwatch screen on his computer. The thought left you in a split second, you only had one goal and it did not include sleeping with the manager to reach it. You learned that only works once and it’s never rewarding.

“I’m here for the secretary position? I figured since it’s early and unannounced I’d bring in a little something to eat.” A sweet and charmful voice oozed from your throat, foreign to your body unless it was summoned. The confused manager’s doe eyes lit up once they set intensely on the basket making way to his desk. “I hope you enjoy warm biscuits.” Before he could even question what was going on, you were already sitting across from him, placing your intricate resume in front of his grubby self, you were ready to snatch this job from his hands. He had already fallen victim to the biscuits. You could see the revival in his eyes as soon as he took the first bite. Butter and cheese were the key, but it was the mini weenies hidden inside that sealed the deal.

Jungkook didn't bother to offer it much of a glance. Instead he redirected his attention to you. “Are you good with computers and organizing?” Bread crumbs and cheese lingered on the corner of his lips as he spoke, you could have sworn some spittle came in your direction as well. Upon further inspection, the food stains on his sweats may have started a whole community of bacteria. Any office fantasy of getting railed by a manager quickly died with this individual, and some word of mouth started to make sense.

“Yes. Anything document and spreadsheet related I can handle, not to mention emails, and of course scheduling agendas-“

“And you made these? From scratch?” He held a biscuit in awe, and you couldn’t help but feel success in your future.

“I did.” You offered a soft, shy smile. Another desperate attempt to charm him for the job.

“Do you think you can bring them in on Monday mornings? Starting this Monday? Tell you what, I’ll raise you to $16 an hour if you do.” You choked on your saliva, instantly entering a coughing fit. He really might be off his rocker, but in this economy, who cares? Not you, because for simply baking Sunday nights you get an extra $40 a week. With this bread, you get your bread.

“I certainly can! It would be my pleasure.” “Great! Then let’s sign the paperwork and make it official.” He rummaged through his files to retrieve the contract. “Gosh, I can’t wait to tell the other managers all about my new beautiful secretary who cares for me, and cooks for me, and, who knows; maybe even have a secret romance with me?” There it was, the inappropriateness everyone talked about. Jungkook didn’t give you time to come out of your confused state. “Ha! I’m kidding! It’s just a joke. We’re professional. Professional. We’ll of course report our relationship to HR.” A noise seemingly from The Grudge escaped you. There was an ungodly uncomfortable silence before he decided to kill the awkwardness of the situation.“KIDDING AGAIN!”

You didn’t question the lacking interview, or how Jungkook was quick to hire you. It was the most unethical thing in the world and yet? You didn’t care. You were one step closer to financial stability, and that was all you could ever ask for. With the contract filled out and already added to the payroll, you had officially signed your soul over to the white collar world. Serving as the official secretary of Jeon Jungkook. He truly was an oddball, and somewhat inappropriate, but he didn’t give any indication of being an asshole of a boss. Too friendly and annoying, but you had the gut feeling he might just be a decent enough boss. Or at least not so much of an idiot that you can tolerate working for. Besides, the money’s good.

Walking out of and looking back at the building, your eyes spotted his office windows, with him behind, cheerfully waving you off as he ate the remains of the biscuits. A subtle reminder, you needed to prep your baking game.

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With a more dressed down version of what you wore to the impromptu interview, you drove your car over to the office building. Only this time, pulling up to the parking lot as you were now an employee. Jungkook’s car was already there. A sleek, black Equus. In comparison to its ancestor, your Verna, it exuded upper management presence. He clearly was a successful 27 year old, and you aspired to be able to reach as much coin as he probably had some day. Really, all you ever wanted in life was money. Were you willing to work much for it though? Probably not, but you didn’t have a choice. It was time to get in gear and make up for lost time. 10 years of your life, in fact.

You stopped thinking about past mistakes before you could let them affect your first day. Taking the biscuits and purse in a hurried manner, you rushed up to the office. Only an hour earlier than the rest, but you still had things to prove, if only to yourself.

Upon arrival, Jungkook was busy fiddling on your computer. Documents and folders were neatly spread out on a corner of your desk, waiting to be filed and sorted.

“Hey Y/N, You’re early! I hope you don’t mind, I’m setting up your company email so you can quickly get started.” His quick fingers stopped abruptly, for just a moment, his hand reaching for the biscuits. “And thank you for these, I didn’t think you’d actually make them.” He cocked his head in surprise and took a bite before finishing setting up your computer and programs. The comment left you with an odd feeling.

“Of course I would, I promised it.” Truthfully you only agreed because of the pay raise, but you would still hold up with it. No complaints. “Why did you up my pay grade if you didn’t think so?”

“I don’t know, incentive? I figured this would be an easier way to have someone stay for longer than a week at least.” Shaking his head for only a brief second, he continued. “But there’s something about you that tells me you’re going to be the perfect fit here. You have potential, Y/N. That’s why I hired you.” What the fuck was he talking about, ‘Potential’? You were a 28 year old deadbeat, a failure and a degenerate according to your relatives. You had anything but potential. Noting the hesitation to answer, Jungkook changed the subject swiftly.

“And it’s done. I’ll give you a quick rundown of things on the machine and then we can work with organizing my schedule, I am so out of sync with this company and I haven’t a clue when my next meetings are.” With a clap, he stood up and motioned you to the seat. He continued to peruse through the biscuit basket, searching for the ‘cheesiest ones’.

After a tour throughout the company programs and where supplies and files were around the office, the other workers started to arrive in a timely fashion. Some didn’t bother to give you the time of day, but others decided to greet you as soon as they walked in. Particularly a few of the guys from accounting and sales were quite enthusiastic to greet you. If you remembered correctly, the younger pair of them were from Accounting; Jimin and Taehyung, they were really nice, a bit shy as were you, but very polite and warm. You watched as they sat at their corner and bickered slightly, but it seemed to be in honest fun. The one from sales, Hoseok, was the opposite in terms of shyness. He welcomed you with the most charming of smiles and emphasized that if you ever needed a helping hand around the office to not hesitate to ask him. He cheerfully chatted your ear for a few minutes giving you a small idea of what a day in the office might be. “It’s not that bad once you get used to it, you just need to give us a chance.” You heard his hidden pleas. Many people came and went from this place and their tongues never ceased to express their distaste for it. Even most of your coworkers gave off an air of annoyance with the place. You couldn’t blame them, but basing your experience on first impressions only, it could be worse. Only time will reveal the shithole everyone else claims this place to be.

It was 20 minutes past 8:00am and the once empty office was now filled and working. Jungkook came out of his office ever so often, glancing over the the desks, ‘tsk tsk tsk’ is all he ever spoke before going back behind his door. You thought to ignore his manner and focus on organizing his schedule based on the emails he forwarded you. He had plenty of meetings, webinars and conference calls to attend, and they were all scattered around. On your shared calendar, you added the event reminder and description for each and every one for the next month, even going an extra step to add reminders on your own calendar the day before, just to make sure he’s up to date.

A new email displayed on the screen, an impromptu conference call for Jungkook in 10 minutes labeled ‘URGENT’. You were about to head to his office to notify him, but you remained seated as the entrance door swung abruptly, startling you just enough to make you forget your name and the company you now work for. All you saw was a coat being placed on the rack next to you with an exasperated sigh escaping the core of the individual. Right away, it was clear that if there was anyone in the entire building that hated having to wake up early in the morning just to show up to work in this unfortunate place more than you, it was him. Like the majority of the employees, he looked straight up miserable, even behind dark colored sunglasses. The freshly made venti Iced Americano, the slow paced walk to his desk and his disregard to show up on time were, in your opinion, strong indicators of his likely hatred for his job.

Settled in his desk, he removed his shades. His narrow, cat-like eyes drew you in like magnets, there was no telling whether or not his iciness was natural, or a ruse to limit his interactions with the rest of the staff. Yet somehow they were still fitting for his rounder, chubbier cheeks. His lips were already pursed downward, but they seemed to curl even further and remain that way almost permanently as Jungkook peered his head out. You tried calling out to him, but your voice was muted by his own exclaims.

“Yoongi!” He shouted, you could say enthusiastically, towards the late addition in the office. He released another sigh, this time accompanied by an eye roll.

“Not now, Jungkook.” His voice was deep and low. Eyes never abandoning his monitor as Jungkook approached him.

Whatever conversation they were having was nothing but whispers and subtle head shakes. Yoongi was it? Didn’t seem in the mood for whatever chatter the manager kept going on about. You noticed bow everyone in the office was trying to work, but not being able to steal sudden glances from the conversation. Judging by those, especially Hoseok’s since he was sitting right at the situation, you assume they all had an idea as to what was unfolding. You, however, could only assume was an odd scolding in Jungkook’s manner for him showing up late.

A ringing alert brought your focus back to your own desk, the incoming call you guessed was from Corporate due to the email. Jungkook had previously requested that you warn him first before answering any calls from them, and you remembered what you were ready to do before Yoongi walked in. Not wanting to bring in any attention to yourself you debated quickly which was the best option, calling him over or going straight to him, but you didn’t even answer yourself before your legs started moving on their own.

“Jungkook.” You tapped his shoulder gently, and spoke softly. The young manager startled a bit, and you were unsure if the other man’s expression was relief or annoyance, but you let it go quickly.

“Yes? Oh! That reminds me. Everyone!” What you wanted to avoid was exactly what he gathered: attention.

“This is Y/N, office secretary. I want you all to make her feel welcome, be kind.” He kept going on one of his badly timed speeches until no one paid him any mind.

“Jungkook, you have-”

“Would you both excuse yourselves and talk elsewhere?” The deep voice that spoke seemed to command more authority than Jungkook did.

“Sorry,Y/N. Yoongi’s a bit on edge due to his divorce trial.” The last phrase he tried to utter as a whisper by leaning close to your ear, and although he made it sound like such, it was still loud enough for people to hear.

“Do you really have to tell people about my personal life? Where does it end with you?”

“I felt like I needed to excuse your attitude, she’s part of our family now anyways, she can know.”

Their bickering picked up again, Jungkook defending the reasoning for his declarations and Yoongi countering with how he always oversteps fine lined boundaries and doesn't have any common sense. Although you very much agreed with what Yoongi was saying that it was an invasion of privacy, you were still caught in the middle of their crossfire and all you wanted to do was inform Jungkook about the god forsaken call.

“JUNGKOOK.” Your raised voice silenced their bickering, and the room came to an onlooking halt. Anxiety started creep behind you due to shouting over your manager on your first day, causing flashbacks of previous outcomes due to this similar situation to roll like a montage in your head, but your patience was running thin.

“What, what is it?” Jungkook, unphased by the situation, cocked his head at you in slight confusion.

“You have a call from Corporate.” You maintained your stern tone, but you were wavering internally. His demeanor took a turn, eyes so wide you feared they would pop out.

“Did you answer?” Whispers gave an undertone of fear. With the phone still ringing in the background, you shook your head.

“Good. Tell them I’m out with a major client. I’m not here.” He hurriedly walked you back to the phone. The glint in his eyes says you should worry, but you swallowed and answered with the same feigned confidence you used for the interview.

“Bang-Lenzo, this is Y/N.”

You successfully got rid of the Corporate call in the morning, but you were unsure how long that might last given the urgency they requested it with. And Jungkook’s behavior regarding any calls from Corporate today, or the rest of the week from what he stated, was worrisome. It was a concern you’d tuck to the back of your head, it wasn’t your business anyways.

As the day went on, you saw that life in the office was quite eventful, so to speak. After the ordeal of Yoongi’s divorce proceedings this morning, and Jungkook avoiding Corporate like the Black Plague, an array of unusual things for a normal day to day office routine continued to happen.

Mainly, Jungkook was entirely distracting. To you, the staff and mostly to himself. He would constantly try to make conversation with anyone, and the topics were always painfully awkward. Anytime he was actually in his office, more time was spent playing Overwatch with Taehyung than doing any kind of work. Not to mention he eventually ventured over to the conference room, with Jimin and Hoseok in toe, for their “twice a day dancercise routine” as their official 15 minute break away from their computers.

If you thought the nonsense would end there, you were soon to be corrected. It in fact continued in the numerous times Taehyung and Jimin came by your desk asking for copies. And not even official work copies- they were asking you to print out different versions of invitational flyers for their ‘seasonal crop party’. To your surprise, Taehyung had inherited the only strawberry farm in the region due to his grandparents passing, not like you had bothered to ask anyways. The only question you cared an answer for was if Jungkook had approved of using office supplies for this. It shouldn't have shocked you like it did that the man himself had designed the flyer and organized such an event, but still.

Lunchtime couldn’t arrive quicker. Some of the staff beelined with their meals over to the lunchroom area, while the others went out to eat. You half expected Jungkook to take advantage of the lunchroom crowd for his shenanigans, but he opted for eating in his office with Jimin and Taehyung instead. You could hear their incessant planning murmurs as you passed by to heat up your meal.

“Y/N!” Jungkook exclaimed once he caught your movement. “If the others give you the cold shoulder, feel free to join us here for lunch.”

“Oh, it’s okay. I planned on eating at my desk,” You chose your next words carefully, feeling the party planners’ gazes. “But I’ll keep it in mind in case I get too lonely, thank you!” The soft smile that spread across your smile was enough to comfort them from the small rejection. They went back to their discussions and you headed for the microwave.

Peaking your head into the lunchroom, it was filled with the younger, unwelcoming faces from earlier. It’s not like you planned on sitting down and chatting with them, you were there just to heat up your lunch, but upon entry you noticed how their conversations volumes lowered all the way down to whispers and snickers. You focused your attention on the whirring noises and beeps the microwave offered as a mere distraction. It was a curse you carried for as long as you could remember. Any giggle, whisper, snicker, or anything of the sort you heard in your perimeter, you felt was directed at you. As if they could see the list of failures and misfortunes displayed on your back.

You took your bowl and offered the room a nervous smile and nod before leaving, hoping it came across as a ‘sorry to bother, enjoy your lunch’. As you exited the room, Hoseok, tailed by Yoongi, was heading with his food over to the conference room.

“Y/N, come join us if you want.” Hoseok was beaming, if the sun was human it would be him. Contrary to the one walking past him, not bothering to stop. He could be truthfully considered the dark side of the moon. Although with his back to you, you could make out his unrelenting scowl reflecting in the conference room’s glass wall. “Ignore him, he’s still mad over this morning.”

“All things considered, I can’t blame him. But I think I’ll pass.” Hoseok hooked his free arm around yours before you could continue.

“Nonsense, you shouldn’t cast yourself out on the first day.” In truth, Hoseok’s friendly manner and joyous attitude couldn’t be denied. You felt his genuine interest in making sure your transition into the office was a smooth one. In the room, Yoongi was already gulpin down his food, not bothering to glance up until he spoke.

“Shut the door so I can tell you…” Words escaped him, replaced by a sigh as he spotted your presence, and Hoseok’s sudden realization of what this lunch reunion entailed. Surely, they were meant to discuss the divorce proceedings, but Hoseok forgot upon trying to welcome you.

“Right… Y/N, rain check? Alone on your first day though...” He sighed as he flushed with embarrassment and you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Don’t worry,” that was directed more at Yoongi if anything, a small assurance accompanied by the subtlest of nods. The rest was for Hoseok, as a dismissive joke to calm his worries. “I’ll probably join the Crop Festers and their shenanigans.” He cocked his head in confusion, a sharp ‘hm?’ caught in his throat. You brushed it off, leaving them with a wave. Wishing them a nice lunch and closing the door behind you, it was unknown to you that the Crop Festers had overheard, and were expecting you at Jungkook’s door excitedly.

“So you’re joining us then?” Taehyung assumed overjoyed, and Jimin couldn’t hide his giddiness. Jungkook was at the back at his desk, shaking his head in tune with soft chuckles before waving you in. It was clear that there was no way to have an unbothered lunch for the next 45 minutes, so… You joined.

Tae, as he now urged you to call him, and Jimin made space for you between them. Rice, meats, noodles, and an array of veggies were spread across the desk, now along with your own addition of food and in no time you were all eating and sharing your meals. Jungkook even offered up the few remaining biscuits, causing Tae and Jimin to fuss over why weren’t they brought out sooner and how good of a cook you were. Now they were expectant for next Monday morning for a pleasant cheesy boost.

Unknown to your conscious self, you were having a nice time. Further into the lunch, you became more involved with the Crop Party planning, and were even getting a bit excited for the day to arrive. A paid work day for a strawberry picking party? Who could say no to that? You weren’t ready to admit it just yet, with it being the first day and all, but… You were starting to like this place, even if you weren’t ready to acknowledge it. Once lunch was over, and everyone was making their way back to their desks, they eyed you with slight annoyance as you walked out of the office along with Tae and Jimin, still laughing at one of Jungkook’s impressions of some of the staff. Unaware, Yoongi and Hoseok exchanged a suspicious glance. Who was to blame any of them? It was a first for them to see someone new being friendly, or accepting the office shenanigans as they transpired.

Afternoon was a milder version of what the morning turned out to be, everyone was calmer now, and as the hours passed you noticed they worked harder. Even Jungkook was filing reports and taking work calls, as long as they weren’t from Corporate. One of your last tasks was to send out some notice of change in policy emails to clients, it was the most time consuming, but it helped the remaining hours pass by in a flurry.

Bags started to be packed and coats began to be thrown on as the clock got nearer to 5:00pm. Everyone was ready to put an end to the odd Monday, and you could tell by their soft smiles and shy ‘See you tomorrow’s. Hoseok dropped by your desk with a “Lunch tomorrow, for sure!” before leaving and wishing you well. Yoongi followed behind him, not offering anything at all. More than likely still fussy over his personal issues being announced in the office. Jimin and Taehyung each went for a goodbye hug, as they were more than excited to have you aboard. Often they carpooled, you found out that they live together on the farm. After being friends for so long, they decided to run it together. Only you and Jungkook, who was still stuck in his office remained. With your things on hand, you peered through his window to give him a small wave which he returned, followed by pointing to the phone and making mocking expressions of talking too much. With a shake of your head, you went to clock out, putting an end to the first day on the job. You would call it a success, for it being your very first 8-5, and it deemed celebration. So once you hopped on your Verna, and peered out of the parking lot, your destination was clear: Slack Jack’s.

You had never once been there on a Monday, much less after 5:00pm. Late weekend nights were what you had grown accustomed to due to your old odd jobs here and there. But much to your surprise, the ambience at this hour was much more tranquil and up your alley than what you were used to. You hated crowds and loud groups of people, and there was none of that here. Eyes scanned the bar for your favorite and only owner, who upon noticing your arrival called you over to an empty stool up at the bar. Eager steps made their way over as he placed your favorite shot on the counter: a water moccasin. You paid no mind to the individual next to your stool as you sat down, eyes trained on the peachy, sweet and sour whiskey shot glass before you. Widened eyes stared, unknown to you, as you drank it in one big gulp, placing the now empty glass on the counter, snapping and pointing at Jackson with finger guns as you exclaimed “Hit me again”.

A smirk played on the corners of his mouth as he placed a second one just as you finished asking. Knowing your habits, he made two as soon as he saw you. “I’m guessing today went... ?” He was expecting you to tell him all about your day, as soon as you finished fighting off the burning feeling down your throat. It was always the second one that got you the most. Hissing for only a few seconds, you spoke.

“Honestly? Honestly honest? I can’t complain.” Alcohol was slowly starting to take effect on you as you rambled on. “At first I was kinda freaked out? Because everyone was kinda weird? OH! And then Jungkook decided to out a guy’s whole divorce or something?” In the background, next to you, someone cleared their throat as Jackson bit his bottom lip, trying to hold in a chuckle, but you went on. “I don’t know, it was weird. But like afterwards, it was pretty chill. Jungkook ain’t that bad. And lowkey? I can’t wait for the strawberry season, dude.” A snort escaped you as you thought back on the Crop Party. You couldn’t wait. Tae mentioned something about making fresh milkshakes, and right now you were wildin’ at the thought.

“So I’m guessing you’ve met Yoongi?” Jackson’s hand motioned you to look to your right. Lo and Behold, Mr. Divorcee was magically there, a citrus whiskey on the rocks in his hands. And that’s when it hits you, you have a loud mouth.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” Eyes like a deer in headlights, pleading for forgiveness. Yoongi waved it off. You finally heard his voice without a hint of annoyance.

“It’s fine.” Bringing the glass to his lips, he took a long sip. Which reminded you.

“Jackson, may I please--”

“Have another?” He chuckled as he went to prepare a fresh shot. “Don’t get carried away tonight, though. You work tomorrow, remember?”

“Hey, I have self control. I won’t drink past 6:30, I swear.” To even prove such control, you didn’t rush to down the shot. Instead you tried to build a conversation with the man in charge of the drinks, but he cursed silently at a reminder.

“Fuck, excuse me for a sec. I have to call my parents.” You remembered him mentioning something about an upcoming anniversary as he rushed to the back, leaving you alone with Yoongi, a shot and your thoughts.

Allowing your mind to travel far for a moment, the waterfall of bitter memories with your family started to cloud your field of vision. Forgetting where you were and who was around, you brought your hands up to either cheek and gave yourself some quick, small smacks in an attempt to distract your tear ducts from doing their job. A groan escaped you as you reached for the shot in front of you, disappearing it in an instant. So much for self control.

The man next to you watched in awe. He already knew far more about you than whatever first impressions you thought you gave, courtesy of Jackson. But he was one to always doubt the extent of the things he said, and since forming odd suspicions of you at the office, he figured now was the time to see if anything added up.

“Escapism?” The sudden voice shocked you, and brought you back to reality. Another snort made its way out your nose, in an endearing manner.

“You can say that. No, you know what? Life is a bitch.” In your drunken manner, you broke. You vented, you ranted, and you rambled. You laid out your entire life in front of this man, this stranger, revealing more than what was necessary, but you couldn’t stop yourself. “And now here I am.” Fingers tapped the counter, antsy. Waiting for Jackson to come back and serve you yet another shot to calm down.

“I see, I’m sorry for all that. Things are looking up now, at least?” Yoongi shrugged, a winced expression since your story was still fresh in his mind. “But, if it makes you feel any better, I have some fucked up shit going on myself."

“Oh really? A divorce? Family exile beats loveless marriage any day, boy.” Another side effect of your alcoholism was straight up competitiveness. Even though it stung him, he couldn’t help but laugh. For him, it even felt like the first time in a while he had done so earnestly.

“My wife is pregnant.” Whiskey glass was brought back to his lips for a moment, barely touching them. “And it’s not mine.” He finished off the remainder of the glass, while you stared in silence, jaw dropped.

“Whoa, that sucks... How do you know though?” You brought your face closer to him, in curious intrigue, not knowing what personal space was; but he didn’t mind much as he inched in a bit closer to speak.

“I had a vasectomy.” A sighed escaped his core as he too revealed his life to a stranger. “Before we got married, we were clear that we didn’t want children. At least not for a long time, so I got the surgery done. If we ever wanted kids we would have a talk and take out time to decide how to go about it. But one day,” he shook his head, thoughts lost in the memory “she was very persistent that I go get the reversal done. Like, that I had to get it done that week. And I found that suspicious, so I pretended to get it.” His fingers now mimicked yours earlier, lightly tapping on the counter. “We waited the recovery time, had sex, and a few days later, she was pregnant. So I filed for divorce. Do I win now?” His usual serious pout curled into a smirk as you shook your head no.

“Nah, I still win. You can always get a new wife, I can never get new parents. I don’t make the rules, chief.”

The mood was starting to liven up, but the universe often threw curveballs in your direction. Text alerts distracted you from your office chatter with Yoongi, and again, you soured. It wasn’t often when you received messages from your cousin, but you never talked about the elephant in the room. This time, however.

‘Your dad’s been asking about you lately. Anything worth mentioning?’ You watched the words fade from the pop-up screen, and debated in silence. The shift was visible, and Yoongi caught it as it happened. “Is everything okay?” he asked. Instead of answering, you simply opened the chat and showed him the message. Grabbing your phone in his hands he stared.

“Do I answer? Do I just leave it for tomorrow? What could I even bother telling?” Complaints continued to spew out of your mouth, muting the light clicks of Yoongi’s rapid fingers working on the keyboard. You’re only brought back from your rambles when you feel him pressing your phone still in his hand, back into yours, a message already written out in the text box.

‘I just started at a new office job. Safe, secure. It’s working out.’ Short, simple and to the point. A quick nod was enough for him to press send. As he pulled away, leaving you with the chat which was instantly read, you expected to feel a bit better, but your worries and anxiety remained as your fingers drummed at a quickened pace, itching for yet another shot.

Right on cue, Jackson’s presence made its way to you. Catching your tells, his hands moved straight to the Schnapps.

“Actually, I think she might be better off with water instead.” You shot daggers at him, annoyed at such an assumption. “Same for me. You said you won’t drink past 6:30. I don’t make the rules, chief.” You couldn't grumble out much, because as much as you desperately wanted to be irresponsible and drown your sorrows in waves of alcohol, you had a new, very decent, job to uphold. And that required showing up sober.

The rest of the night went by pretty decently, ending with a new weird routine of going home early instead of waiting until Jackson finished closing off, to drag you all the way to his car. The nights you drove to your home from the bar were less than the ones he posted you up at his own apartment.

“You’re good to drive, right?” This time, it was Yoongi who was nice enough to walk you over to the beat up Verna at the end of the lot.

“Surprisingly enough, I am. Thanks.” Sticking the key into the lock, you jiggled it around. The only sure way to open the door these days. “What about you?”

“Considering I only had one glass of whiskey, I think I’m alright.” He motioned over to the Genesis next to you. “I’m gonna head out. Drive safe.”

You nod and make sure he's at least safe besides his car door before entering yours. Turning back briefly to look at you, your goodbye wave stops halfway as his words reach your ears.

“Lunch tomorrow.” Is all he says. he doesn't even bother waiting for a confirmation, he simply gets inside his car and drives away.

Starting up your car was always a hassle but you got it kicking in no time. As you pulled out of the lot, you spotted the Genesis still at the empty intersection. You flashed your headlights twice before heading the opposite direction, and from your rearview saw him continue on his way. Despite all the characters and particular personas inhabiting the living bodies of your coworkers, you couldn’t help but think: Yoongi's just might be the most intriguing to you after all.

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Dream smp timestamp | Dawn of the 16th

Oh hello

so a friend of mine just started on the mcyt fandom and isn’t that familiar with the lore and i’ve been helping him catch up and we both watched sad-ist’s newest animation and he didn’t understand but still loved it nontheless and i procastinated and didn’t want to do my school work so i made him like timestamps for the animation explaining what’s happening and what’s the context in each scene it’s under the cut and if there are any mistakes pls tell me so i can change it to the correct information pr any info that can be added/any that i missed (also he already knows the charas and a few bits of lore so there’s no explanation on who’s who)

here’s the video by sad-ist: “Dawn of the 16th” | Dream SMP Animation

0:00-0:04 is the talk of tommy and wilbur during exile planning the revolution 0:05-0:07 is the bench that's like the friendship place of tubbo and tommy (their special hangout place) 0:08-0:11 is the caravan ruins of the first war 0:12-0:14 is the sapnap's fish which he had to release due to some fighting with tommy 0:15-0:18 shows the castle eret made (the dream smp team's castle essentially) 0:19-0:27 shows eret (the current king at the time of the dream smp team) and dream talking about respect and backstabing, which i think is funnny cuz he was the first ever traitor of lmanbrg and became king after dream even if dream was supposed to give the crown to george 0:28-0:40 shows tubbo overlooking lmanburg (he is a known traitor to schlatt at this point in time and he's planning the revolution with tommy) and then it pans to quackity (former fiance of schlatt and new traitor to him as well) joining tubbo in overlooking lmanburg 0:40-0:47 the dialogue between eret and dream continue 0:50 shows the declaration of independance of lmanburg made by the first president (wilbur) if u look closely u can see a big SUCK IT GREEN BOY on the side cuz wil did a joke while writing it XD 0:52 shows tommy overlooking the declaration 0:53-0:55 is the founding members of lmanburg before the first war 0:56 are tommy's discs (which started the first war and the current war that takes place after the animation's timeline) which are like aa keypoint to tommys chara 0:57-0:58 - tommy gives tubbo the discs as like a sign of trust and they do this in the bench place shown earlier 1:00 shows the aftermath of the explosion seen later 1:02 is the aftermath of the fight due to the terrorism act done by technoblade 1:03 shows dream and techno side by side with tommy's voice saying "the best pvp players" and then it pans to tommy saying to tubbo that it's basically them against dream (the literal puppet master of the smp) 1:10 dream leaves the palace 1:13 shows the election stand and basically the white house of manburg (lmanburg and manburg are diff due to schlatt being the dictator of lmanburh turing it into manburg also teh structures are diff as well in per era) and then it just zooms out idk what the symbolism of the fallen chair is but i think it's the chair wilbur and tommy sat in when they got exiled 1:19 the first appearance of philza who is the canon dad of techno, wilbur, and tommy (phil's chara is shown to have wings due to his experience in mc with hard mode where he always has the elytra on and also it's always white so the raven transition seems to mean about wilbur having dark wings, i think, not really sure but it's my interpretation to it) 1:20 is where techno shows his underground bunk to pogtopia (the rebelling/revolution party) which literally has so much shit 1:21 -1:30 is the bunker with the stuff needed in a fight, each chest is filled with stacks of one item ex. one chest is full with strength pots and the other with flaming arrows 1:30-1:31 shows techno saying the most iconic line, and also shows how his chara is an anarchist (someone who doesnt like any form of government) sadist seems to like remind people that hes basically chaotic in this scene 1:31-1:32 shows pogtopia getting the loot with an easter egg of tubbo taking all the emeralds of a chest (he actually did this on stream so kudos to sadist for that little detail) 1:37 techno actually gives a powerful enchanted sword to tommy personally and then the awesomme af transition of to tommy leading the pogtopia to kill schlatt 1:42 shows dream preparing 1:43-1:47 shows the all three parties, the first is lmanburg (maburg) party with schlatt and dream takig charge, second being the pogtopia party and if u noticed wilbur is the only one not happy and the only one without armor because at this point he became insane and want to blow up lmanburg but people do not know, the lastly the neutral party which showcases badboyhalo talking about that it doesnt really matter with flames in the bg (i think this references to the egg which is seen later in the future but at this point in time the weird egg is just starting to grow with bbh tending to it which made him go crazy up until the whole skeppy thing (skepp is bbh's best friend so yea)) 1:48 is the buttonn to blow up lmanburg but wilbur hasnt pushed it yet cuz he is still trying to figjt the urge to push it 1:49-1:53 wilbur is losing his mind and is on the verge of destroying everything with his black wings showing to represent his dad which shows up on the next scene 1:54-1:55 phil shows up and wibur doesnt know what to with his dad confronting him and knowing that phil wouldnt approve and would try to stop him 1:57 shows the bridge where pogtopia is running through to get to schlatt and it's iconic due to the fact of the coinicidence it being a sunset 2:00 is the start of the fight with an explosion then the fight sequence between pogtopia and lmanburg happen to get to to schlatt 2:10 happens and u see schlatt on the ground at this point in time hes an alcholic and hes drunk and surroounded by once friends turned enemy due to his tyranny 2:18 fundy explains why he joined pogtopia to schlatt 2:22 schlatt dies losing his last canon life due to a heart attack, tbh im suprised on how sad-ist made this so serious but in teh streams he dies while saying to quackity that his ass his flat or i quote "flatty patty" 2:23 tubbo is made the new president by wilbur 2:24 everyone rejoices but technoblade cuz he joined and helped pogtopia becauase he thought that after they won there would be no more governemnt 2:25-2:45 the act of terrorism of technoblade starts with him explaining his beliefs as an anarchist, he threatens tubbo which is serious because tubbo has only one last canon life left and tommy goes to fight him to save tubbo 2:45 pogtopia fights technoblade 2:47 we go back to wilbur where the button is that will start all the tnt hidden underneath lmanburg 2:48 the fight is still going on outside and people are unaware of what wilbur is going to do 2:51 wilbur quotes the first ever traitor: eret saying "it was never meant to be" and phil is shocked and doesnt do anything to stop wilbur from hitting the button 3:02 he couldnt stop wilbur pressing the button which in turn explodes everything even half the room but phil was able to protect wilbur from the blast 3:04-3:05 teh explosion happens and disrupts the fight between techno and pogtopia 3:06 tommy's closup to his reaction of seeing the land he fought for blowing up 3:07-3:09 wilbur hands philza his sword and says to kill him but phil refuses saying that he cant kill his own son 3:11 the other;s reaction seeing phil and wilbur in the room after the explosion dies down 3:12 tubbo is in shock 3:13 dream is watching in triumph as he sees wilbur blow everything up 3:15 techno prepares the withers //also fun fact when phil killed will he finds out techno is the traitor they were warned about who will bring destruction and chaos during the earlier stages of the revolution, it isnt wilbur as he exploded everything on his own volition rather than teaming up with dream like what techno did 3:16 techno's speech starts alluding to a previous conversation he had with tommy where he warns tommy that being a hero will result in a gruesome death 3:18-3:20 different scenes pop up, the first being tommy's discs being held by someone with armor (i think its dream due to the fact he has the discs later in the timeline to threaten tommy and lmanburg), the second being someone in a lmanburg uniform (not sure if its tommy or tubbo but if its tommy it seems like it'sthe exile), 3rd is the throne room with george on the throne and dream and callahan at his side , then last is the scene of the newest members, captain puffy, connor, and ranboo joining with emphasis on ranboo as he is important to the plot later on the sequence also shows phil holding a now deceased wilbur crying and then techno realeses the withers on everyone (withers are very difficult to kill and cause so mch chaos even if its alone and its hard to summon it as you have to farm for wither skulls which is also hard so the fact techno has enough to make two is a big deal) 3:27 shows the lmanburg tree, it is a tree that represents lmanburg and has been there for both wars and is extremely important to the history of the nation and thats that :3

#dream mcyt #dream smp #mcyt fandom

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Yang RWBY

i deliberated over how to do this for so long before relaizing i literally cant do her justice so im just gonna stream of consciousness all over this and its gonna be a mess and thats because i love her with my whole entire heart

favorite thing - yang’s writing is a work of meta genius that honestly outstrips anything even doki doki literature club did in my opinion, and if youve heard me talk about ddlc you know how big of a deal that is. her core character concept is that what you see isnt what you get, that she always hides her real personality, feelings, and ambitions behind a facade, but most importantly that this facade extends to what the audience is shown of her. we are no more privy to her inner thoughts than anyone else, and watching the rwby fandom have a fucking meltdown over the course of her arc as whats really going on comes to light has been absolutely wild.

i also love that this results in her being an inversion of the typical ‘not like other girls’ story. character in the show itself have literally called her a bimbo like its not subtle what they were going for, and i think monty and the rest of the writing team on rwby knew exactly how a bunch of anime fans would react to a scantily clad anime girl whos combat style involves punching things. getting to see deeper and deeper into her real psyche and learning that she is one of the most psychologically damaged and darkest characters in the show on the inside has been by far the most enjoyable part of the entire show and shes one of my absolute favorite characters ever written

least favorite thing - much like ddlc you cant sexualize a teenage girl like that and then have it comes out being an epic artistic win. like you just directly contributed to pedophilia and thats fucked and no amount of cool writing will counterbalance that. except here its even worse because she wasnt even 18 when the story started.

in terms of writing within the show i think her relationship with her dad is really fucking dumb and they butchered that entire aspect of her character by having him treat her like shit and her not react to it in any real way. her relationship with her biological and adoptive mothers is way way way more important so its not a huge deal but sooooooo many fights in the rwby fandom wouldnt happen if they had just thought through the way they wrote tai a little better

favorite line -

Gotcha.

her catching adam’s sword was probably the best moment in the entire show to date and that line was the icing on the cake and a perfect example of her using the way people misread her to her advantage, especially against the character that was her strongest foil. watching a female character derided for years by the fanbase for being too angry and too headstrong deliberately and precisely baiting an abusive male character into letting those traits consume him in a life or death situation was unbelievably satisfying

brotp - yang gets along with everybody extremely well but i think weiss is the only person who really understands her on a deeper level. i think theres just certain experiences of extreme parental neglect that only translate if youve been there, and weiss and yang are the two who can really connnect on that since yang basically became ruby’s mom after their mom died and their dad shut down. i think its a really unlikely friendship that became one of the strongest in the series and the moment where weiss leaps into yang’s arms after not seeing her for the better part of a year always fucks me up

otp - i dont have anything clever to say here its bumbleby. blake and yang’s slowburn romance is one of the best wlw stories in fiction right now and absolutely blows me away when i really think about. wlw romances literally never get treated the way the show is treating them and its genuinely heartwarming to watch

notp - she hasnt been word of god confirmed as a lesbian but everything about the way shes written and especially the way shes treated by the crew outside of fiction (specifically editing out references that could be interpreted as her being attracted to men in the japanese localization and manga adaptation) makes it a foregone conclusion as far as im concerned, but at the same time there arent really any men that people ship with yang as anything other than an attempt to be homophobic on purpose

so basically i guess winter/yang is the big one without being straight up horrific. please dont ship teenagers with people who are like 28 i dont care how ultra mature yang is thats weird on a real world level no matter how hard you try to justify it

random headcanon - ruby’s the only character ever shown listening to music but i KNOW yang is a skramz kid. i KNOW it

unpopular opinion - okay. people fucking LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE to draw yang in dresses like every single fucking opportunity they get you fucking breathe a single word about yang being a dyke in anyones direction and theyve got her femmed up the ass. and its fucking so transparent. like she isnt wildly GNC by any means but her clothing is consistently more masculine than the other female characters’ and her posture/body language SCREAMS butch. they wont let her be real butch because they hate me specifically but i know i know i know why people ALWAYS want to draw her in dresses and its because they hate gnc women with a burning passion and if i ever see that shit im blocking unless you do something really good to balance i out. “wouldnt it be so fun if we put blake in the suit and yang in the dress” shut the fuck up and die put them both in suits if you want it that bad literally stop doing this to gnc women

song i associate with them - i absolutely adore rwby’s music and there is no song on earth that can top her actual volume 5 theme

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ethospathoslogan · 5 years

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Omg I would probably die from happiness if you did a sanders sides superhero au. Like I'm really curious about your take on the characters and their roles. Tbh I just love how unique you make the characters while staying true to their personalities. Also your aus are absolutely fantastic and I adore them.

anon this is... an incredibly sweet and heartwarming message (that also means a lot to me bc i know i’ve been kinda........ lacking in my AUs recently) so!!! you’ve inspired me to actually go through and at least bang out some headcanons omg

so, for some general background stuff, i was inspired by the adventure zone: commitment to make this!! kinda like how taz balance inspired a lowkey fantasy AU except this one is so much easier to do bc i can be inspired by commitment w/out actually being like “okay so logan would be [insert character] and roman [insert character] and etc etc etc”

basically the part that i really liked and that really got me thinking abt the AU is that, in commitment, the heroes don’t get their powers by dumb luck or birth or anything, but they’re given them scientifically through a corporation? like their powers are basically implanted in them by this scientific heroic organization and they don’t have a choice in what powers they get, and i thought that was really interesting!!!

also again idk if this is gonna be an Actual AU just bc my writing life has been crazy really, but if anyone is actually interested in this AU after reading this, i’ll happily accept questions/prompts :)

also also, i have to get ready for work, but i got mad excited abt this, so below the cut are roman and logan’s characters, if people want patton and virgil, i’ll reblog with them, too!!

**this is an AU in the making. aka, im really intrigued w/ this idea but im still working on the general outline of it. so, if i actually continue with it, some things might change or become more structured.

roman prince:

age: 26

so i picture this AU taking place in a city, and i feel like roman is the son of a very wealthy businessman within that city

he def has a balling penthouse that overlooks the city skyline

he’s charismatic and outgoing and definitely has a bit of an edge to him. like, there’s a bite to him, but it’s more like “i’ll smile and play nice and smile while tearing you to shreds if i need to”

like, don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice guy!!! an overall good person, just he’s not afraid to start shit and call people out on his bullshit if he has to. this has gotten him into trouble more than once.

he’s an aspiring performer and he’s incredibly talented in singing, acting, and dancing, but none of his roles ever felt Right bc it was obvious that the casting directors chose him to appeal to his father

which was always concerning for roman because he has a...... complicated relationship with his father

he actually got involved with the Scientific Organization because of his father

his father, the CEO of Prince Corp., started a partnership with the CEO of Sanders Institute. while Prince Corp. deals with finance along with more artistic fields, like films and fashion, Sanders Institute deals more scientifically, like with researching and developing new technologies. together, they formed almost an alliance of sorts.

so, Prince Sr. was told by Sanders Sr., “i have a new idea that could change the way the world functions” and, almost instantly, Prince Sr. offered Roman

when roman finally arrived at the Sanders’ Scientific Organization that will definitely have a name if and when i work more on this, he thought he was just going to be trying out new technologies or taking a couple fitness tests or trying some new serum or something

he didn’t expect that, after multiple screenings and tests, he would be told that he’d be receiving superpowers

or, more so, the scientists told him that he would become “an enhanced, more powerful version of himself,” which everyone knows translates to “kickass superpowers”

it’s not that he’s reluctant at first, but he’s almost disbelieving. like, things like this happened in movies and comic books. not in his life. but, then again, he knew that technology was advancing along with science, and it seems very possible...

needless to say, he became very enthusiastic very fast

his powers: pyrokenesis and he can put people under a type of thrall with his voice

pros of his powers: he can command people at will. he can set shit on fire.

cons of his powers: people know that they are being controlled and can fight against it. even if they fail in fighting it, they will know once the thrall wears off that they were controlled. he can set shit on fire. cue moral dilemmas on whether or not he’s toeing the line of superhero/supervillain bc of the devasation his powers, both physical and mental, can have.

this will be logince bc im logince trash

logan sanders:

age: 28

the son of Sanders Sr., and twin brother to thomas sanders

his entire life has been science. when thomas went to college for environmental engineering, he went for biology. outside of school, both brothers got very involved in technology. they’ve been exposed to their father’s science from a young age.

it was always expected that they would inherit Sanders Institue together and expand it with their fields of study

however, even logan and thomas didn’t know what their father was planning with this new Scientific Organization. they knew that Something was going on, but they thought perhaps a new technology was being developed, or a new experiment was taking place

well... they were partially correct

logan and thomas were both brought into the experimentation. they were the first ones to undergo the process, actually. they were told that it was because they deserved to receive this enhancement first, but they’re smart, they knew the real reason: to their father, science came first, and that meant using his sons as guinea pigs

now, logan is an incredibly analytical and logical man. where thomas was trusting and compassionate, always looking to help his father, logan was skeptical. what if something went wrong? what if the experiment didn’t work? it didn’t take long for him to learn that they were planning for other people to be brought in; what was the criteria?

why were they enhancing people like this?

“because people like you will be able to help the entire world,” his father had said, a smile plastered on his face. “you and thomas are both boys of science, and the people we plan on recruiting are just as beneficial. don’t you want to be of assistance to the world?”

logan did and, so, convinced by his father and intrigued by the science around it and interested in what these enhancements could be, he agreed.

plus, there was no way in hell he was going to let thomas go through this alone. if something happened... it happened to both of them. they were a package deal, and an experiment wasn’t going to take it away.

even though logan had his doubts, as time grew closer to when the enhancements would take place, he grew more and more excited. he loved science, lived for it! and he was truly about to become a man of science! everything for their world was about to change (logan never said it outloud, but he knew it: they were going to be heroes) and logan was going to be a part of that.

he always wanted to be a part of something that did good.

his powers: he can tap into any and all electronic devices and basically take total control over them. he also has lightning/electricity powers.

pros of his powers: can access any information in electronical databases. can shoot lightning beams.

cons of his powers: just how you can burn out a fuse by putting too much power in it, logan can “burn out.” electrical storms can actually be painful for him bc of how much electricity is in the air, and if he taps into too many devices in a short amount of time, he actually shorts out and basically electrocutes himself. it’s nonlethal but, nonetheless, painful, and leaves him powerless for a little while. all the electrical powers make him feel a bit too... robotic sometimes.

#roman sanders #logan sanders #sanders sides #thomas sanders #headcanons #stuff i write #answered #Anonymous

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bitch u know i want all of those answered for shaelle. i ain’t ever gonna stop loving you or her. bitch

aubren i would literally go to war for u.

1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?

im boutta give her a bunch of middle names to upp the fancy meter here we go

so her full as name. the name she signs on Official Documents. is Lady Shaelle Alihanna Amoniel Erunae Dasyra

her middle names are the names of prominent ancestors, because her mom’s Like That. both her siblings are named after ancestors too. her first name translates roughly to “increased happiness”.

2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them?

Master Wizard of the Luniac, Heir to the Third Advisory to the Crown of Serin Ilyan.

master wizard is the title she got for graduating. the luniac (academy) is a prestigious school in the city.

and her family holds an advisory position to the queen. sort of like a cabinet? when she inherits the position it’ll change to Third Adviser to the Crown.

3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory?

her childhood was very happy! idyllic, even. she was a leeeetle bit of a spoiled brat. she really really didn’t take to being told “no” and her parents weren’t hands-on raising her, she had nannies. and her nannies kind of gave up fighting with her. it wasn’t their money, anyway!

anyway. her favorite memories are times spent with her brothers, particularly sundemar! he’s closer to her in age than sylvar is (i can’t remember how much older than her sylvar is, but sundemar is two years younger). she was the brains, sundemar the brawn, and they got up to all sorts of trouble.

bad memories... one time her dad hit her but that’s about it.

4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents?

HA. distant, i guess. her mom treats her more like a colleague and she doesn’t talk to her father even though they all live together.

good memory w/ pollae was when shaelle graduated. pollae was so legitimately proud of her and straight said so. bad memory was seeing her mother cry when sylvar got arrested.

good memory with her father was uhhhhhhhhh. visiting her paternal grandma when she was very very young, before she died. bad memory is every other minute with him.

5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults?

two siblings! sundemar, younger brother. sylvar, older brother. she was very very very close to sylvar. he was her friend and confidant. sundemar was close to her when they were kids but they’ve grown apart since she started school. now she doesn’t really talk to him and she CAN’t talk to sylvar because he’s in PRISON.

6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate?

she was teacher’s pet. she loved it. she graduated with highest honors and there is literally no further “schooling” she could have -- she’d just have to do research on her own from now on.

7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood?

she was friends, at least loosely, with most of her parents’ colleagues’ children, and she’s run in those same circles ever since. she doesn’t have many close friends, though.

8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals?

no, no, well enough. she’s not averse to having pets but her mom hates them, and since she still lives with her mom. yknow.

9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals?

dkjlfs not really. she’s a little nervous around animals and i think they can sense that. she’s okay with relaxed animals like. cats.

10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect?

she likes kids a lot! i think kids like her? she has a sort of caring maternal presence and she does very fun magic tricks. she very much wants kids.

i think she’d struggle with being a parent, at least at first. because she doesn’t have anyone to model her own parenting after. but i think al and al’s mother especially help her fall into it better. she’s very encouraging and supportive but she is terrible at saying no.

11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies?

nope! she eats most vegetarian but that’s mostly a cultural thing.

12. What is their favourite food?

heavily spiced curry.

13. What is their least favourite food?

Cucumber Sandwiches.

14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal?

a picnic with her brothers as a tween. laying under a leafy trellis on a blanket, with the sound of the ocean’s dull roar somewhere in the distance. eating dates and hummus and little cakes.

15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking?

she’s never had to cook in her entire life. and she is atrocious. she can, like, dice carrots or whatever. but that’s it. she just straight up don’t cool for people. she’ll pay someone else to do it.

16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it?

perfume! she has hundreds of bottles of perfume. she has her favorites on her vanity and the rest in a glass case in her closet.

17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos?

if she took photos, they’d be either selfies of her with acquaintances or of parties. maybe som like studyblr type photos. and she’d been an instagram queen.

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else

she either reads nonfiction hard science books or epic poetry. and music...she’s not really into. poetic ballads.

19. What’s their least favourite genres?

uhhhh thriller/whodunnits

20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes?

no, no, not really. she’ll hum along to a song she knows.

21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper?

OH BOY DOES SHE. she does not take kindly to being disrespected, especially. like there aren’t a lot of things that piss her off but she has a short fuse on the things that do. and she. usually will get violent. if she can’t hurt you directly she’ll find some way to ruin ur fucking life.

22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?

usually insults that imply someone is stupid/foolish. idiot, fool, etc. sometimes dumbass if she’s feeling vulgar. and it’s usually because they did something stupid. but she doesn’t often insult people directly to their faces.

23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces?

she has a pretty good memory! she can remember names a lot better than faces. she’s better at. like. facts and dates and shit than people.

24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress?

midnight to 9am, pretty constantly. she does not snore, but she does sometimes mumble in her sleep. and she sleeps. on a big ol canopy bed on imported linen sheets. and she absolutely sleeps on a featherbed.

25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves?

she’s a witty banter kind o gal. but i think she laughs easily at what other people say. she’s not particularly funny.

26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions?

she’s not super expressive. she’d probs smile more easily or even laugh more but that’s about it. unless she’s around someone she likes, then she’s open and giddy and giggly.

27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad?

she cries real easily, but she usually tries to keep that hidden. listen my sweet girl gets overwhelmed really easily because she never learned how to deal with her emotions in a healthy way so she just cries.

28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared?

she’s really afraid of making bad decisions. she’s afraid people will get hurt because of her. or that she’ll do something so bad she gets disinherited and leaves her family with sundemar as its heir. yknow.

also zombies.

29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective?

she tries to comfort people, usually. or explain why they shouldn’t be afraid. that kind of thing.

30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out?

dude you couldn’t convince shaelle to exercise. she does not like being sweaty. she goes on walks sometimes but that is It.

31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing?

NO. jfdls no she does not drink. she doesn’t trust herself to. her brother’s an alcoholic and she’s afraid she’ll get addicted too and she’s not willing to risk it. though she does take care of drunks when she comes to them.

32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like?

She’s Fancee. big skirts, ruffles, embroidery, sewn in pearls. all her clothes are custom made. she mostly wears up-to-date fashions. to sleep, she has a selection of ruffly nightgowns. she wears “”natural”” makeup, designed to make her look prettier without being noticeable. and her hair is wavy and silky and she does a lot with it -- it’s very cooperative.

33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties?

f. fantasy underwear? modern!shaelle would wear cute little lacy undies. matching bras always.

34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body?

pear shape! she got Hips n Thighs. narrow-ish shoulders and small tiddies. (ok not small like a comfortable b cup). she’s about 5′5. and she doesn’t hate her body. she wishes she was shaped less like a human but what can ya do.

35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure?

human food is guilty pleasure. dancing is unguilty.

36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?

she’s. hm. a good wizard. and smart. but she doesn’t really have any hobbies or talents. come to think of it she’d probably be self-conscious about that.

37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction?

she loves reading! she’s a fast reader. either poetry or non-fiction. she doesn’t read a lot of fictional prose.

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

people who are charismatic/good with people. bravery, loyalty. also people who have any talent with musical instruments, because she’s pretty rubbish.

39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging?

she writes letters but modern!shaelle would write emails fjkdsl.

40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?

she drinks caffeinated tea in the morning. and she really likes sweet food. but generally she’s fine to stay up without it.

41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship?

she’s uhhhh bi i guess? she likes people who are tall. stronk, usually. she really likes intelligent and kind people. but she is Not Picky. ideally she /needs/ someone who supports and encourages her and attends to her emotionally stunted ass but she rarely gets it.

42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition?

survival basically? look basically she’s on a path she’d rather not be on with no way out. if you’d asked her at sixteen what her goals are, she would have told you she wants to travel and study magic and maybe teach, once she gets old enough. and she’d still love to do that. but she’s got a noble house to run now so she’s just. gonna do that.

43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?

nooo. she. thinks it’s foolish and pointless, and religious people fools. she’s not mean about it and won’t say anything on it unless you try to preach to her.

44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most?

spring! warm sunny spring days! she complains about the heat more than anything else but that’s because she wears heavy clothing. even her lightest clothes are heavier than they should be.

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

uhhhh I don’t think so? i would think people who know who she is would be a little intimidated by her. she’s very smart and marginally powerful. but she sees herself as weak and foolish and ineffectual so!

46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves?

she usually makes a? pretty good first impression? among peers, at least. mostly by virtue of her manners and title, because she introduces herself by letting everyone know she’s a master wizard and is gonna have the queen’s ear in a decade so like. lol.

47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event?

She Loves Fancy Parties. that’s one thing she’d miss about being an academic, less opportunity to dress up and be better than other people. but yeah she loves getting dolled up and dancing and gossiping.

48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend?

fancy parties, tea parties, dinner parties, galas, etc. she both hosts and attends, but never without being invited. and she’s very well-mannered and good at making party small-talk.

49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them?

she’s. pretty sentimental. she still has all of sylvar’s books, even though they are of no interest to her. she has a necklace he gave her for her last birthday w him that she wears a lot, but not always.

50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

HH. a book, paper, ink, pen, toothbrush, soap, perfume, change of clothes, magical focus.

#fingersinhisass #Gosh Golly Gee I Sure Love My Wife.#fjdklsf ;thank u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#carly tells tales #carly's ocs #oc: shaelle

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CHAPTER 8: USED TO

It became the norm for Roman to stay out all night until Hazel went to sleep. These days it made life easier for him, because he didn’t want to continuously argue with her. Their home had turned into a battleground, and if it made it easier on the both of them for him to be absent then so be it. In his eyes staying out all night was a form of ignoring the problem, but in her mind he was up to no good.

WEDNESDAY MORNING, 5:28 am

Roman made it back to the house before the sun graced the sky. He knew it was later than usual, but last night he was actually in the studio working with an artist. Weed was put in the air, and when the session was over he needed a second to come down from the mountainous high. His brain told him to stay at the studio, but he needed to shower and something to eat.

He unlocked the front door of their Harlem townhouse with ease, trying not to make much noise. Once he was inside fully he went upstairs to their room. To his surprise Hazel was up.

Hazel’s eyes left the tv, and looked over at him. “I’m surprised to see you too.”

Ever since he started coming home extremely late she hadn’t been able to get any sleep. Her body acted as if she needed to feel his warmth to be at ease, and be able to drift off into dreamland.

“My bad. Did I wake you?” He walked over to their closet to get some clothes.

“Nope.” She wanted to say yes just to see if he would care, but went against it.

Roman exited the closet with everything he needed but underwear. The dresser was on her side of the bed, so he traveled the short distance across the room. When he walked by her she smelled the weed that clung to his body.

“Where was you at? You stink.” She turned up her nose.

“The studio.” He kept it short and sweet.

“Until almost…” She locked at the clock. “..six in the morning?”

“After the session I dozed off for a second that’s all.” He closed the drawer.

“Seems like you rather stay in the studio then fix this marriage.”

He sighed deeply, facing opposite of her. “I gotta make money. That new house ain’t gonna pay for itself.”

“The way we’re going I don’t think it will be needed.” It hurt her to say it, but it was true. There was no security in their marriage currently.

Roman finally turned around to face her. “I really just want to take a shower, and lay down. If you want to fight we can do it in the morning.”

“I don’t want to fight. I want to fix us. You don’t think I rather be out at the club, or wherever you are not handling the shit because I would, but I’m here waiting for a nigga that doesn’t give a fuck.” It had been so long since they talked that she needed to get a few things off her chest.

“You talking like I was out with the fellas or some shit. I’m out here working to continue to pay for a fuckin house that half the time I don’t want to be in.”

Hazel knew he didn’t want to be there, but to hear him say it hurt her more. She hopped out the bed, and went over to the closet. “You don’t want to be here, then fine. Take your shit and get the fuck out!” She began throwing his belongings out the closet.

It irritated him that she was being as childish as she was. Roman raced over to the closet to stop her.

“Yo, fuck is you doin!” He reached for what was in her hand.

This was the most reaction she gotten out of him in the past few weeks. He grabbed hold of the clothes that were in her grip, and they started playing tug of war with it. She couldn’t match his strength, and lost the battle.

“Let my shit the fuck go! Fuck is wrong with your crazy ass. You want me out this bitch then I’ll fucking leave, but don’t disrespect me by being fucking childish” He peered down at her livid.

“Fuck you! Fuck you, Roman!” She screamed at him with intensity while tears streamed down her face.

She wanted him to stay, but wanted him to put up a fight to stay. He so willingly wanted to not be around her, and that’s what broke her heart the most. He was her bestfriend, and the only man she ever loved. He was the first man that showed her what love looked like, and before her eyes she was losing him.

All he could do was shake his head. He wanted to be there for her, but it felt like she didn’t want him there. If she did she needed to come out and say it, because this abuse was going to turn him away for good if it continued.

Roman retrieved his keys off the nightstand, and headed downstairs. He would come back when he knew she wasn’t there to get some clothes. Right now it was six in the morning, and he was hoping there was a liquor store open. Anything to cloud his mind was good right now.

All this chaos in his house he wasn’t used to.

—

WEDNESDAY, 11:30 am

Saint was still put off by his encounter with Zeus. To hear that Cassi slept with him back in the day disgusted him. As a man he didn’t respect how Zeus treated women, and for Cassi to deal with him the way she did made him feel stupid to love her. Needing somebody to talk to, he stood outside of Azure’s residence waiting for her to answer.

On the ride over here he contemplated on if he should tell her about Cassi, or just let it be. In his eyes it would be a bitch move, but Zeus needed to be put on his ass. He also how to put into account how it would make his friend feel. Being hurt was ok, but in turn hurting others because of it wasn’t.

“You didn’t hear me saying come in?” Azure opened the door, confused.

She knew Saint was going through it with Cassi, so she’d been keeping a close eye on him. Earlier in the week a mutual colleague informed her of his behavior at work. It drew red flags for her, because she knew how hard he worked to get where he was at, and to allow him to lose it over a girl wasn’t acceptable.

“My bad I was all in my head, and shit. How you doing?” He chuckled, walked in and hugged her briefly.

When he embraced her she could smell the liquor pouring out of his pores. The amount of liquor he had to have consumed worried her.

“You been drinking already?” She looked at him concerned.

“Just a shot to get over my hangover from last night.” He lied.

This morning he’d taken two shots just because it became a norm for him when he didn’t have to work, and this week he’d put in for some vacation time to deal with his problems.

“Mhm, you want something to eat? An aspirin?”

“Nah, Im good.” He sat down, and sunk into the couch.

Azure walked over to him, and sat down next to him. Before her eyes her friend was letting heartbreak tear his world apart. She knew how hard it was to not let that happen, and she was going to try her best to not allow it to happen to him.

“How you feeling? You know Maria called me, and told me you at work not focused.”

He sucked his teeth. “Fuck she telling my business for.”

“Because we are concerned about you is why.”

“I know, but damn I’m going through some shit.”

“I know, and you know if anybody knows it’s me. I just went through a whole divorce, but didn’t let it fuck up my coins at all, so I expect the same from you.”

In her eyes she had it worse, because she actually married Quincy and Cassi was only his girlfriend. Nonetheless, she knew he loved her.

“You right, but I just feel stupid as fuck because everybody was trying to tell me about her and then to see it was with Zeus blew my mind even more.”

Azure’s body language shifted when he mentioned Zeus. She never understood how he was always in everybody’s problems. It only put her more at ease that he no longer was attached to her.

“They were fucking?” She asked.

“They both claim no recently, but he said they did back in the day.” He looked over at her.

Saint really didn’t feel any better after he told her, and actually felt pettiness was changing his character.

“Well that should just give you more reason to dead the relationship, and leave her alone.”

She wasn’t going to allow that slight bit of information alter her mood. There was no telling with Zeus why he told him that, but knowing him there was a motive behind it.

“Have you talked to her?” She put the conversation back on her, because she was the one that owed him loyalty.

“No I blocked her. I ain’t been wanting to deal with it.” He rubbed down his face.

“Unlock, and give me your phone.” She put her hand out.

He figured he knew what she was doing, and let her. Saint unlocked the phone, and passed it to her. When it was in her hands she found her contact, and unblocked her.

“Give her a call, and handle your business like the man I know you are. Stop letting it linger, and either break up or make up with her. Whichever you decide I don’t care, but just get back to being the goofy friend that I know, and love.” She smiled, and rubbed the top of his head.

Azure really did care about him, and wanted to see him get back to his essence.

“You’re right. I need to handle my business.” He sat up, and smiled at her

He heard everything that she said, and agreed. Cassi had him looking crazy in the streets now more than ever. To be down and out about a girl that obviously could care less about you was worse than the cheating. He was going to dead the situation, and try to recover.

“Thanks for giving it to me straight. I got mad love for you.” He looked over at her while he held her hand.

“Same, that’s what I’m here for.” She giggled.

Saint was unsure if it was the liquor, or the sun shining through the window. Something in him wanted to kiss Azure, and he was unsure how to feel about it. He never realized how effortlessly beautiful she was until now. He gave it little thought, and kissed her lips softly.

Azure was shocked, and pulled away as the only option.

“What was that?” She stared at him blankly.

——

3:15 pm

Gigi was out in the city waiting on Cassi, of course, to make it to one of their favorite spots. The two talked over text, but hadn’t seen each other in a long time it felt like. She knew she was dealing with her relationship, and wanted to give her some time to do that. It amazed her how she let a text message blow up her spot when they both knew she’d down much more than that.

“About damn time. I went ahead and ordered for you.” Gigi snickered, sipping on her pink lemonade.

“Thanks girl. I got caught in traffic, and then my client was late getting to her appointment.” Cassie took the seat across from her.

With everything that was going on in her life she needed to see a friendly face. Saint still had her number blocked, and he wasn’t sleeping at home. The other cause of her headache was Zeus. Men never seemed to amaze her, but the way he talked to her reminded her why she does what she does to men. The two of them had been through a lot together, and for him to verbally assault her without a second thought it hurt her. It showed that he only looked at her for sex.

“Girl it’s New York, there’s always traffic. You’re going to need a better excuse than that with me.” Gigi reminded her as their food was served.

“Yasss, you don’t understand how bad I’ve been craving their stuffed shells.” She needed something fattening, and comforting.

“I know my girl, but how are you? Still no word from Saint?” She questioned, wrapping the chicken Alfredo around her fork.

“Nope.” She said plainly.

“Can you blame him? I mean considering what you have done in the past to him.”

Gigi wasn’t going to sugarcoat anything. They both knew that eventually she was going to get caught up, and have to deal with the consequences. It sucked that it was over a text.

“I don’t blame him. I just wish that he would give me a chance to explain myself.”

Out of all men Saint was the only one that deserved some respect from her. It took her this long to figure it out, and that’s what sucked.

“Why didn’t you just tell him the truth from jump?”

“Because I was scared and didn’t want to lose him, plus I didn’t think he would have reacted this way.”

“You can only suck his dick for forgiveness, but so many times.”

The both of them laughed together. It wasn’t funny, but there needed to be humor added to the conversation.

“When it’s time you’ll be doing the same thing. You probably did it the other night.” Cassi smirked.

“First off I didn’t, and second he was too busy taking care of my needs to care.” She flipped her hair with a smile on her face.

The other night with Monty was intense, and she was glad he was the one that introduced her to that. When he finally let her relax he left, and sent her flowers in the morning. He was a class act, and knew how to handle a lady

“Just as long as he is, and treats you how you should be treated. Men ain’t shit.”

Cassi knew the games men played, and knew that at first it was always good and they did the right thing. When they got comfortable and felt secure is when things started to change. She hoped in Gigi’s situation she was wrong, but nowadays you could never be too sure.

“Ohhh, hold up. Mmm, I feel sick.” Cassi felt nauseous, and her head started pounding. Her hand covered her mouth as she jumped up from her seat, and ran into the bathroom.

“What the hell?” Gigi shocked, and worried followed her friend to the bathroom.

There was more going on with Cassi than she put on. Her period was almost a month late, and she didn’t realize it until last week. She figured the stress was the cause for it not coming yet, but a pregnancy test told her otherwise. The last thing she needed to happen right now did, and she was scared out of her mind.

“Cass, it’s me open up.” Gigi tapped on the bathroom door gently, and waited until she heard the lock switch before going inside. “Are you ok?” She squatted down in front of her.

“No.” She started crying heavy as she covered her face. “I’m pregnant.” She cried more once she said it out loud.

Gigi knew that a baby was the last thing she wanted right now, and with everything going on it was the last thing she needed. She rubbed her friend’s back and consoled her.

“I know this isn’t what you wanted right now, but it’s going to be ok. This could be a good thing for you, and Saint possibly.”

Cassi raised her head, and her blood shot eyes looked at Gigi. “I don’t know if it’s his.”

She understood know why she was distraught now, and more stressed out than usual. Karma was really doing a number on her.

——

12:55 pm

After the drama that happened this morning Roman needed a night out where he could relax his mind. Earlier in the day he went to a friend’s house, and chilled out. Nobody could fathom how the two of them could be in the place that they were in. It shocked him that they were even in the space that they were in.

Right now he just wanted to get drunk, and have a good night.

“Let me have whatever he’s having.” Selena smiled when Roman looked over at him.

Selena planned on making moves only through Azure, but she got word from higher up that things needed to move along faster. She took it upon herself to figure out where Roman was going to be tonight, and took it upon herself to be there as well.

“I don’t think you can handle what I’ve had in my cup.” He chuckled, downing the rest of his drink.

“I can handle more than you think I can.” She slid closer to him.

Roman was still a married man, and no matter what they were going through he still honored their union.

“It’s just a drink.” She batted her eyelashes at him.

“Aight, let’s get the shots going then.” He chuckled, and motioned for the bartender to fire them up.

Selena was sexy, petite, but a firecracker that could handle more than her weight. The shots started flowing and they never stopped. He could handle his liquor, and it looked like she could too. Before he knew it she had him on the dancefloor. Her body was pressed against his, and her hips moved in sync with his. The more they danced the more she realized this was going to be more fun than she thought.

“Looks like I’m keeping up more than you thought.” She whispered into his ear.

“I see.” His hands were placed firmly on her small waist.

Roman hadn’t been intimate with his wife in months, and the way his body was reacting to this female scared him, but with the alcohol in his system he couldn’t pull away.

“Come to my place with me.” Selena turned around to face him, and kissed his neck while her hand was on his manhood.

He bit his bottom lip, and palmed her ass. He was going to regret this in the morning.

“Lets go.”

—-

1:10 am

It was late, but Cassi was craving ice cream like there was no tomorrow. She got up out her bed, and took a trip to Wal-Mart. She never traveled this late, and alone. The trip was well worth it, because she got more than ice cream.

She walked to her car, and popped open the trunk. When everything was inside she closed it. Before she could walk to the driver side a hand covered her mouth, and a gun was pressed against her head.

“Don’t scream bitch.”

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chipsandwaffles · 7 years

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Nu Kappa Tau - Milkshake

You get drunk and cry over your love for Doyoung, Doyoung tries to save his own ass after an argument, and you want five milkshakes. Your relationship in a nutshell, really.

I wasn’t going to post this because it’s technically an “end credits” scene i suppose for a different fic, but, an anon wanted some doyoung because they were stressed and this is something i could post so. i hope it makes you feel a little better lil anonnie <3

Other Dad, 1:27 A.M Doyoung your girlfriend is at it again

Doyoung <3, 1:27 A.M ????

Doyoung <3, 1:27 A.M Is she okay??

Child, 1:27 A.M She’s currently crying on the sofa at the psi epsilon house because dk asked if you and her broke up

John John, 1:27 A.M She downed like six shots and two cups of SOMETHING before this so

Doyoung <3, 1:28 A.M …how drunk is she ask her about her dog back home and if she cries about it I’ll come get her

Child, 1:28 A.M Why don’t you pick her up before she starts crying about that

Other Dad, 1:28 A.M Stop being stubborn and just come get your girlfriend

Doyoung <3, 1:29 A.M she’ll cry if she sees me why would I do that

John John, 1:29 A.M You need to apologize at SOME point don’t you??

Doyoung <3, 1:30 A.M Just ask her about the dog and if she cries I’ll come get her

Child, 1:31 A.M Asked and she is straight up balling

Other Dad, 1:31 A.M She said she wanted to raise a dog with you oh my god thats so sweet

John John, 1:31 A.M She’s talking about how she wants to pick all the stars from the sky and give you each one oh my god this is so sweet

John John, 1:32 A.M I think yuta is tearing up just listening to her

Doyoung <3, 1:32 A.M ...im on my way

It’s late. You’re pretty sure it had to be almost 3 am if the groups of people walking down the street were anything to go by.

You’re not sure when you ended up in a car, nor when you had even left the party at Psi Epsilon. The last thing you remembered was Johnny passing you a shot and then DK asking if you and Doyoung broke up. You’re pretty sure you had cried, but, that could’ve been any girl. (Who were you kidding you know it was you).

You’re not even sure who the driver was, because you’ve yet to look at anything else besides out the open window. The breeze felt far too good for you to move away, plus it was sobering you up which is exactly what you needed. The driver knew what you liked.

Whoever the driver even was. The person had access to your car though, because you’re not sure anyone else had a broken mirror with a rubber band wrapped around the part that connected the mirror to the car. And who had that piece of glass missing from the broken part of the mirror. No one but you.

Which it meant it was either Doyoung or Ten, and since Ten had been at the party getting drunk with you, that meant it was Doyoung.

You guessed that was why there was a hand on the back of your neck, Doyoung’s thumb busy tracing circles against your skin. That gesture was always something he did when you drove together, whether he was in the driver’s seat or you were. It calmed him down mostly, having a hand on you, and you never minded.

Until now, because you and Doyoung were kind of fighting and him having his hands on you meant that he had apologized and you had forgiven him, which you absolutely did not. If he had apologized when you inevitably fell asleep an hour ago or something, then he was going to be hit. He always tried saying important things when you were too out of it to really know what he was talking about.

You give up your life of looking out the window and enjoying the cool breeze, turning your head to look at Doyoung. His hand immediately falls away from your neck and finds a place on the steering wheel, not welcome near you until he had been forgiven.

“Hey, sleepyhead. You hungry?” Doyoung asks. You don’t like that tone of his, sweet and asking for silent forgiveness. He wasn't getting that from you.

“Why? You planning on buying for me? Oh! Is this supposed to be a date?” Doyoung must know you’re mocking him because he sighs and doesn’t reply to your remark.

You stare at him as he drives, silence settling between you. You’re not as drunk as you were before, you’re sure, the nap you had fell into helping you out a little bit. Instead of being overly emotional you were just feeling kind of bitter, but you’re pretty sure if Doyoung did anything or you talked about your fight you'd probably start crying, so you couldn’t count emotional you out of this yet.

Two streets down from the one you’re on (which you figure out is not the frat block, which makes you think Doyoung has just been driving around until you woke up, which means he totally owed you gas money that fucker) is Food Street, so lovingly named because of all the restaurants and convenience stores that lined it. It wasn't actually called Food Street, but no one really bothered to remember the name when Food Street was so nice to hear.

Doyoung passes all the closed shops, and like the beacon at the end of the road, pulls into the 24 hour diner (and not the McDonald’s, thank fuck). He parks the car and shuts it off, unbuckling himself and you. You both open your doors at the same time, making you mumble under your breath about being in sync even when you were fighting.

Doyoung, even to your protests, helps you make your way into the restaurant. A gentlemen as always, really.

He helps you sit down and even orders your drink for you when the waitress comes over, and you grumble but sip quietly at your soda anyways.

“What do you want? Burger? Just fries?” Doyoung asks. You glance at the menu, immediately seeing the milkshake adorning the front of it. A smile spreads across your face and you look up at Doyoung.

“I want five milkshakes.” His eyes narrow at you.

“I’m not buying you five milkshakes.”

“Then I’ll buy myself five milkshakes.”

“I’m not gonna let you buy yourself five milkshakes.”

You cross your arms and sit back, pouting. “Why not?”

“You’re going to get halfway through your first milkshake and then feel sick. I’m not going to waste my money because half-drunk you wants to be bitter towards me.”

“Half-drunk me is bitter towards you for a reason, you know.”

Doyoung looks away from you and back down towards his menu.

“I know.”

Joy, your waitress and the only girl in Sigma Mu Epsilon willing to still talk to you after you got kicked out comes over to ask if you're ready to order. Instead of ordering five milkshakes and wasting Doyoung's money (as much as you want to) you just order a plate of fries that you can munch on. Doyoung orders an actual meal, because Doyoung's appetite could match Jaehyun's, even at three in the morning.

"...my parents asked if they could meet you the other day," Doyoung suddenly says. You glance up from your drink and frown at him.

"Are you seriously talking about your parents right now?" You ask. Doyoung opens his mouth to talk again, but, he must realize that his topic of choice was kind of stupid to talk about right now because he closes it a moment later and goes to sip at his own drink.

This was stupid. This entire situation was stupid. You wanted to go back home and just curl up in your bed and sleep. You didn't want to be here with Doyoung, especially if he wasn't going to apologize or talk about shit with you.

You sit back in the booth again and stare at your now empty drink, debating whether or not you could walk home as you were. You were still somewhat drunk, maybe even at this point just buzzed, so it would be possible.

If not, you'd just end up at one of the frat houses. It wouldn't be such a big deal.

"I don't know what you want me to do," Doyoung speaks up. His words break you out of your thoughts and you look up at him once more. "You always encourage me to go for things. So why is it any different now?"

You roll your eyes at your boyfriend. Of course he didn't understand. "Overworking yourself so bad that you pass out the second you walk into my place isn't the same thing as encouraging you to do things, Doyoung.

"I never said be president of three different clubs plus the president of the frat plus have a part-time job plus study for what, eight classes? You don't need a part-time job when your school is paid for by scholarships. You don't need to be part of clubs when you hate each of them but one. You don't need to take eight classes just because you feel like taking three extra classes- you're gonna kill yourself from fucking exhaustion, Doyoung!"

"You can't die from exhaustion, Y/N-

"Are you seriously backtalking me right now?" Doyoung shuts up again, and, just like you, sits back in his seat with his arms crossed. You sigh looking at him.

You know he's not purposefully trying to overwork himself. You know he's just trying to keep himself preoccupied because it was Doyoung and if he was bored, he needed to find a way to stop his boredom.

That didn't mean he had to work himself to death though. He was only president for two of three clubs because people asked him to be, and he took the extra classes because he thought they'd be interesting, and the whole part-time job thing he never told you why he took it, but you know he probably didn't need that either. He wasn't short on money by any means, so you're not sure what he was doing.

It was too much, even for him.

"Doyoung, when you came over that day you scared the living shit out of me because you just… Fell over and didn’t get up for so long. And then right after you got sick- I just don't want you overworking yourself like that. Everyone at the frat is worried about you. And I'm worried about you. Just... think about quitting some shit. Please."

Doyoung is silent across from you, refusing to look at you. At least it was better than him yelling back at you or you stomping out of the frat house.

The silence continues even when Joy brings over your food, and when she picks up your empty plates. It continues on for the car ride back to the frat, your walk up the stairs to Doyoung's room, and as you sit next to each other on the couch in his room.

Your head is resting on his shoulder, and his hands are playing with your fingers, gently and of course, in silence.

Silence was never really a thing between you two unless Doyoung was thinking really hard about something, so usually you just left him to it. And, when you were fighting you usually didn't let him touch you, but at this point, you were tired and he was a good pillow. Who were you to complain?

"You still like me, right?" Doyoung mumbles out randomly when you're practically on the verge of sleep. You move your hand to entwine with his, smiling.

"Of course I still like you. I love you, loser. Just... don't love you overworking yourself."

Once more, silence settles between you. You're drifting off to sleep again, the warmth from Doyoung and the comfort of his hand in yours and the quietness of his room makes it so easy, especially when you haven't been hanging around each other for a couple days. Being with Doyoung after a while always managed to comfort and relax you.

And, when you're nearly in dreamland, you hear him speak again. You're too far gone to reply, but, you swear it sounded a lot like an apology.

Typical Doyoung, always apologizing when you were practically asleep.

Other Dad, 1:27 A.M Doyoung she’s At it again

Doyoung <3, 1:27 A.M What now??

Other Dad, 1:27 A.M Drunk and talking about you

John John, 1:27 A.M She’s being so cute though

Child, 1:28 A.M She sAID SHE WANTS TO MOVE IN WITH YOU WHEN SCHOOL IS OVER bye I’m not crying again

Other Dad, 1:28 A.M Come get her she's asking for you

Doyoung <3, 1:28 A.M …on my way

You wake up to someone humming in your ear, their hand stroking up and down your arm to probably soothe you to sleep. You don’t remember getting there, but you’re not sure you minded much, because whoever was holding you was very comfy and warm.

You’re guessing it was Doyoung anyways, considering you probably wouldn’t let anyone hold you so intimately in a car. Was this your car? It was probably your car.

The more you wake up, the more you start thinking about the situation, kind of curious as to why Doyoung had your car. Last you knew it was sitting parked out front of the Psi Epsilon house, and your keys were somewhere with Wonwoo who was far more responsible than drunk you. But at some point Doyoung got your keys, got you into your car, and drove you someplace. You wondered when all this happened.

Maybe you fell asleep on him back at the house.

So many questions, so little answers, truly.

“Are you awake?” Doyoung asks. You nod your head and end up shifting your body so you could look at him. “Just making sure. I asked you two times before that but you were just mumbling in your sleep.”

“What was I mumbling about?”

“…It was embarrassing. Do you really want to hear?” Doyoung asks. You shake your head. You could live without knowing what sleepy you might have said. “Okay.”

“When did you get my car anyways?” You ask. “When did you even come to the frat party? I thought you were studying.”

Doyoung shrugs. “Studying can wait. I came up to pick up my drunk girlfriend and spend the rest of the night with her.”

You try to hide your smile, but it’s really hard. Doyoung making time for you, especially when he was still so busy (not as busy as before, thankfully), makes you happier than anything else ever could.

“You’re a dork,” you mumble, burying your face back into the crook of his neck. Doyoung chuckles, mumbling something about how he’s your dork. He’s right, but it doesn’t make it any less cheesy.

You two fall into a comfortable silence, Doyoung continuing to hum under his breath while you listen. These kinds of things were your favorite things with Doyoung. Things like this made up for all the times you had been stressing over whether he was going to kill himself over school, and your own problems, and everything in between.

Because in this moment, it was just you and Doyoung, with no worries in the world and only each other to focus on.

It was what made you happy.

“Hey.” You hum out a sleepy, quiet reply for Doyoung to let you know you were listening. He laughs a little, and then speaks.

“You wanna go get a milkshake?”

“…Are you going to buy me five?” You ask.

Doyoung pauses, and then sighs. “…two.”

“Three and I’ll throw in five kisses.”

“Two, and make it twenty kisses.”

“…deal.”

#kim doyoung scenarios #kim doyoung imagines #Doyoung Scenarios #doyoung imagines #nct scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #nct imagines #nct fanfic #there's a whole series for this but i'm not ready to post it #this also reminds me i should update my master list #also the people talking are taeyong yuta and johnny

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2, 28, 40!!

2. I legitimately ult hs ek AND cs but if i had to choose itd be changsub

28. I love all of them but Tell Me was so!!!! 🗣🗣🗣

40. This isn’t one per member but i actually compiled lists on my own time bc im a loser. they’re long and embarrassing and unedited so im putting them under a cut ghghg

Eunkwang

His naivety like ????? im crine

When he gets 1 (One) bit of attention and gets super excited

His Actually Heart Shaped mouth????

HIS SHARP CANINES IVE NEVER FOUND TEETH SO CUTE IN MY LIFE

he’s so blatant like he can’t hide anything at all everytime bitubi make him do something on the fly his mouth actually opens and closes as he thinks he’s an open book what a cutie

hes said many times how shy he is and sometimes its really obvious but he still does his best to make everyone else around him feel more comfortable and less self conscious often at the cost of his own image

HE’S GOOD!!!! A GOOD BOY!!!! when he asked his viewers to stop using cancer as an insult!!! he’s angelic???

Minhyuk

When he laughs rly loud and carefree im like TT

Anytime he’s around children FFFFFFF https://twitter.com/btob_ot7/status/839509874383990785 LOOK AT THIS MAN he wants to be a father so bad wtf

the fact that he cries so much and cares so much hes a Good Kid i would lay down my life for him

NVM he pretended to cry on his birthday by using eyedrops i thought it was real this KID he’s such a smartass and i lov him

MASSLES

he tries so hard, ha ha no shame minhyuk, but legit he tries so much its so admirable??? and hes good at so many things too and if he isnt he tries his best to be

shamelessly into himself hes hot and he knows it

btob saying hes the best abt watching their broadcasts ffs literally my first time in an instalive i could see minhyuk sending hearts

king of fanservice but like,, actually because he cares so much for fans UUUUUUUUU https://twitter.com/btob_ot7/status/822158518656598017

king of flaunting himself make-up or no make-up!!! he never covers his face with masks or hats at airports when he’s barefaced and he’s!!!! so cute!!!! but it also sends a good “looks aren’t everything” message i love minhyuk

never 4get “gender, age (as long as it’s not between a minor and an adult), and nationality cannot stop love” WHEN WILL YOUR FAV EVER confirmed good-boy minhyuk the straights cant have him

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16I0PGQuED8&feature=youtu.be he works so hard i want to cry

Changsub

When he Exists

When he shows his strong kind side he never brags about it like with the Cool Men thing and with the rollercoaster ride on wgm TT

https://twitter.com/zhala_6/status/835545324328529925

When he fawns over kids, talks to them, carries babies UUUUUUU “Kids are the hope of the future, they’re so cute, how could you not love them” BIH

https://twitter.com/tanyung_/status/835571551290462209 UUUUUU

his smile :’(((

the cute mole under his jaw wtf i love everything abt this boy

HIS ELF EARS :’(((((

his voice is legit my favorite voice ever

https://twitter.com/agnesbtt/status/838381162837999616 “changsub-ssi comforted me …” IM ON THE FLOOR he’s so cute his partner on duet song festi was cute too ffffs why didnt the audience support them enough im cryin

every time btob win an award and he makes That face heRE’S TO 100 MORE OF THAT WHERE IS THEIR DAESANG

Hyunsik

OBVIOUSLY HIS SMILE

his cute hiccupy laugh

The fact that he, a muscle man hypebeast baritone, only ever sings mega high notes (but also blease sing lower more take care of ur voice) his voice is so strong and stable always listen the kpop vocal analysis dude can break thru my window and yell @ me about how he’s not actually stable for as long as he wants i wont back down

The fact that he, a muscle man hypebeast baritone, is also a soft sweater paw boy

HIS THICCASS NECC

AND THIGHS

the fact that he almost entered a body building competition before debuting???

his oppa kink LLMAO

imo hyunsik is also super good at watching the other members’ broadcasts i see him so much

HIS SENSE https://twitter.com/B2PMGG_/status/839030988751556609

https://twitter.com/nauimellodi/status/839044646357520386 SIK’S SENSE also “please i really love tigers” ID LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR U

LISTEN HES A FURRY BUT HIS LOVE OF TIGERS IS SO CUTE “tigers are so beautiful and sexy and cool and cute and funny and-” WHAT IS HE A 5 YEAR OLD

Peniel

When he patiently and kindly deals with the other members uuuuUUUUU

when he helps them with english or plays with them in english and doesnt laugh at them meanly UUUUUUUUUU

his smilllleeeeee UUUUUu

his sweet voice makes me cry :’((( i want more singing lines like in what’s happening or because its christmas :’((((

HE’S TOO GOOD TO FANS his vlogs, how he started answering melodies tweets recently, how he made an english AND korean version of that girl even if he didnt manage to finish the kr ver on time to release it HE MAKES SUCH A HUGE EFFORT TO INCLUDE EVERYONE

He’s so legitimately funny and cute u could hear the staff on amigo tv and on knowing bros falling 4 him (legit who was that staff member on knowing bros that u could actually hear calling peniel cute i lov her)

Ilhoon

When he acts all cool and aloof but in reality is a big loser with 0 swag AND 0 class

the fact that hes a fUCKING TEABOO UUUU HES SO EMBARRASSING BUT HES SO GENUINELY OBSESSED WITH THIS KINGSMAN SHIT AND ITS SO CUTE IM ASHAMED OF MYSELF

his smile;;; id die to protect it

his super loud laugh ILHOONS A FUCKING GREMLIN BUT HES SOFT AND I LOV HIM

his god awful selfie angles like same dude me too

u didnt hear this from me but j*ng *lh**n is c*te and i l*v* h*m

Sungjae

when he has all these solo activities and never forgets to mention btob and never lets it pass when interviewers try to get him to say that he’s better than them or better off without them like UUUUUU

tall as fuck but acts like a gremlin,,, terrible

he’s a genuine Hot Boy™ and im going to fight him for Real

he’s so sweet i;;; in the soribada awards show all of btob but ESPECIALLY sungjae kept hanging out w the MC even after they were done + had changed into casual clothes;;;;; even non-fans acknowledged how they hard carried the behind the scenes segments + kept the lonely MC company in a show where the organizers didn’t even leave him a chair until viewers kept on pestering them abt it bc it was sad;;;; and like;;; that’s so sweet of them i genuinely want to cry;;; i lob sungjae but u didnt hear that from me

#ask #this is how i type to myself bc i never talk to anyone #hal0hal0 #ANYWAYS dont look at the readmore its Bad who wrote that i dont know her

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Evens for Ash! And while you're at it, A, B, and I for her as well.

aW YEAH ASH

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

Ash is rarely seen laughing, but behind closed doors she’ll chuckle at a few jokes. Her humor is not what one would think it would be, finding clumsy animals to be the funniest things.

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

It’s pretty hard to earn Ash’s trust, considering shes constantly having to fight between who’s Dae and who’s not. A big way to earn her trust is to fight along side her, or knowing Elizabeth. Other than that, it takes time and effort to earn it.

6. Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

This ones a little tricky with Ash. She is one to listen to laws and follow them, however, she does not always think they’re right. So while some are immovable, like maybe drugs, she also knows that there are many that need fixing.

8. What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child

Right, so, Ash’s childhood is something that she will never bring up. She was raised by her town in place of her parents who tragically died. Ash was always a good kid but often was told to stop trying to wander in the woods. She was told she needed to start practicing her magic, or else she wont be any good at it when she got older.

10. What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

Ash’s first lie she remembers was lying about her ability to do magic. In her universe, people were born with a breath of magic and inherently are about to use it. Her magic just explodes in her face, so she had to frequently lie about practicing magic. It secretly does haunt her everyday of her life, and she often wonders if something health wise is wrong with her.

12. How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

Is this a metaphor? I feel like this is a metaphor. Ash would sit there and find something to scratch it, too stubborn to ask someone to help.

14. What animal do they fear most?

Dragons, they wont admit it but dragons scare the shit out of them. They wipe out many towns during her time on earth.

16. What makes their stomach turn?

Many things make their stomach turn, but the biggest thing is people that sit around and do nothing about their situation. She has strong feelings towards fixing the world with her own two hands.

18. What embarrasses them?

When someone tries to talk to her, and she gets all flustered and studdery. Poor gals got social anxiety.

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Any bond for Ash, is important. She has a hard time bonding with people. They would probably be very blunt, to say the least. Ash would say something like, romantic love is sharing one life with another, trusting them with your life. Supporting each other no matter what. Platonic love to Ash is trusting someone else enough to not stab you in the back. (aka Ash here has low standards)

22. How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?

Well, I always like to think Elizabeth and Ash deal with their jealousy in a healthy way. You can probably tell Ash is jealous because she starts to get more talkative and clumsy, running into something because shes too busy focusing on the thing that made her jealous.

24. Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?

Sex is something Ash isn’t super comfortable speaking about, she is with her girlfriend, Elizabeth. Thats about it though.

26. What is their preferred mode of transportation?

Honestly, probably by horse. She trusts her horse very much, and knows that it’ll take her where she needs to go. Ash doesn’t trust much else, certainly not dragon riding.

28. Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?

Nope! Thats a huge way to get Ash to not trust you. Ash is very much one that deals with issues head on, but she can’t if she doesn’t know the unpleasant truth. She knows that not everything in life is perfect, and sometimes you have to really get down there and fix it.

30. Who do they most regret meeting?

This is the easiest one to answer, Dae. Dae is a god from her world that wants to wipe the world clean of people and start fresh. For some reason, Ash is the only person she can really communicate with. So Dae is constantly messing with her and making her question reality. Its a bad situation.

32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

Nope! They just sit there awkwardly wishing they could leave. On the rare occasion she might say something like ‘nice weather we’re having?’

34. How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt?

Speaking bluntly, it would tear her to pieces. Ash can never shake the sense of guilt from her body. She is not a very forgiving person, even to herself.

36. Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?

She had no intentions of being in a romance. Ash didn’t care enough to look, but once she saw Elizabeth she knew she had fallen. Rather hard too. Elizabeth showed her another side of Ash she didnt even know was there. A much softer side.

38. What memory do they revisit the most often?

Ash often comes back to the memory of a few towns folk finding her in the woods after her parents died. She was rather young at that age, but it made her realize that her family wasn’t just her mom and dad. Its a sad memory, but also one that gives her hope.

40. How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

She is both sensitive and not. Ash will be the first to state her flaws and problems. She is also however, super sensitive when they cause her to make a mistake. As I stated before, she has a problem with forgiving herself.

42. How badly do they want to reach their end goal?

Ash would give her life to defeat Dae. (spoiler alert, thats not what happens.) She finds it hard to believe that one day they wont have to be fighting gods, but thats why she keeps fighting.

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Questions for the creators

A. Why are you excited about this character?

Well, she was one of my very first characters. Ash has also been one that I wanted in books when I was younger.

B. What inspired you to create them?

Girl warriors are the best characters ever. When I was a kid, I never got to see ones that weren’t killed or strong women. It was a problem.

I. Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe?

I mean, it makes it easier to keep to their story. I also think its a good exercise though to see how and what they would be in other universes. (im looking at you nordic.)

#ash #ask meme #kimkats ocs #ocs

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snowenby · 7 years

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All of the numbers. 1-150

i just want you to know that you suck and i sorry for anyones dash

Who was the last person you held hands with? hmm i think it was actually my friend while drunk

2. Are you outgoing or shy? kinda in between depends on the day3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? idk a spirit4. Are you easy to get along with? oh hell yeah idk why i hate people 5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? i like to think she would but im a pretty good drunk so its been a while since ive been drunk to the point of need a caretaker6. What kind of people are you attracted to? im really attracted to like a lot of the girls that i post on my blog, so kinda that witchy aesthetic 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? i honestly have no clue i have some major issues i need to deal with mentally then ill know8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? all of my friends i worry about all of them ALL of the time 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? not at all10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? my friend liz when we got drunk11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? ohh i haven't watched that or dancing with the stars12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Halsey- colors,gasoline, castle, control. basically all of badlands album 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? omg yes its like bliss14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? hmm yes and i have the worst luck15. What good thing happened this summer? hahahahah its been shit and it hasnt even started yet16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? totes17. Do you think there is life on other planets? oh hell yes the truth is out there. i cant wait till we find it 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? NO19. Do you like bubble baths? yup dont judge me just buy me bath bombs and a bigger tub (6′2 dont fit in most tubs)20. Do you like your neighbors? yeah the dude is chill21. What are you bad habits? over thinking everything22. Where would you like to travel? to the place after death23. Do you have trust issues? at times yes24. Favorite part of your daily routine? the part with food25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? my belly26. What do you do when you wake up? cry a litttle27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? lighter28. Who are you most comfortable around? my best friend velo29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? no but i regret breaking up with one30. Do you ever want to get married? yes 2 kids31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? no32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? mila kunis and bella thorne33. Spell your name with your chin.sxmnkows34. Do you play sports? What sports? i snowboard and watch the x games35. Would you rather live without TV or music? tv36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? yes thats how i live life37. What do you say during awkward silences? nothing i just stay quiet38. Describe your dream girl/guy? someone in love with me 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? ebay40. What do you want to do after high school? not what im doing now41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?yes42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? that im doing okay43. Do you smile at strangers? sometimes44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? space45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? a paycheck sometimes46. What are you paranoid about? life and my guardian spirit trying to kill me47. Have you ever been high? yes shrooms are amaze48. Have you ever been drunk? almost every night this week49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? no50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? grey51. Ever wished you were someone else? all the time52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? my entire life53. Favourite makeup brand? elf54. Favourite store? rei55. Favourite blog? @shroomswithbows56. Favourite colour? none57. Favourite food? all58. Last thing you ate? nachos59. First thing you ate this morning? nachos60. Ever won a competition? For what? muddy boot wine at my endfest 61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? suspended for phone use62. Been arrested? For what? nope63. Ever been in love? yes64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? i dont even remember it65. Are you hungry right now? no stomach hurts66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? most are my real friends67. Facebook or Twitter? fb68. Twitter or Tumblr? tumblr69. Are you watching tv right now? yes70. Names of your bestfriends? liz davante velo chris sam71. Craving something? What? a decent life 72. What colour are your towels?all different72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 473. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? does my pillow pet count?74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? 4?75. Favourite animal? drago n or wolf76. What colour is your underwear?black77. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla78. Favourite ice cream flavour? idk79. What colour shirt are you wearing? black80. What colour pants? red81. Favourite tv show? idk82. Favourite movie? into the woods83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? 184. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 21 jump street85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? idk86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? shark87. First person you talked to today? liz88. Last person you talked to today? kayla89. Name a person you hate? kyle90. Name a person you love? lets not91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? can i punch companies92. In a fight with someone? no?93. How many sweatpants do you have? like 594. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?4?95. Last movie you watched? the host96. Favourite actress?none97. Favourite actor?none98. Do you tan a lot? no99. Have any pets?doggo100. How are you feeling?depressed stressed like im losing a grip on whats a dream or not like im batshit101. Do you type fast?idk 102. Do you regret anything from your past? leaving alize103. Can you spell well? decent enough104. Do you miss anyone from your past? alize105. Ever been to a bonfire party? yeah for beltane106. Ever broken someone’s heart? yes107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes108. What should you be doing? fixing my car109. Is something irritating you right now? life110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yes111. Do you have trust issues? already asked this112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? davante and sam when i was high113. What was your childhood nickname? snow114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yes went to oregon last week115. Do you play the Wii? no116. Are you listening to music right now? i was117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? no im allergic to chicken118. Do you like Chinese food? yes119. Favourite book? artemis fowl series120. Are you afraid of the dark? only when high121. Are you mean? i an be122. Is cheating ever okay? no123. Can you keep white shoes clean? sometimes124. Do you believe in love at first sight? yes125. Do you believe in true love? yes126. Are you currently bored? yes127. What makes you happy? drinking128. Would you change your name? yes james snow or just snow129. What your zodiac sign? gemicancer cusp baby130. Do you like subway? yes131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? lets do this132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? already asked this133. Favourite lyrics right now? are you insane like me134. Can you count to one million? no cus im lazy135. Dumbest lie you ever told? haha probably all of them136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? depends137. How tall are you? 6′2138. Curly or Straight hair? both139. Brunette or Blonde? both140. Summer or Winter? winter141. Night or Day? night142. Favourite month? december143. Are you a vegetarian? sometimes144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? milk145. Tea or Coffee?tea146. Was today a good day?i guess147. Mars or Snickers? snickers148. What’s your favourite quote? run-the doctor149. Do you believe in ghosts? yes150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? section of metal lines are routed along the fuel tank

#i kinda hate you #asks #me #Anonymous

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pinkhoodiemark · 7 years

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70 QUESTIONS

tagged by @sho-ho-hownu ! [Ily more mutuals <33]

1. do you have a good relationship with your parents? Yes. Sometimes it’s rough but you know everyone has that. I’m closer to my mom’s bf more than my actual father, but im just now getting reconnected with my actual dad and it’s going ok i guess

2. who did you last say “i love you” to? probably my mom? It was like she said “I love you” and I said “love you too” does that count.

3. do you regret anything? Yes. I cant think of anything specific but i just know that i do...

4. are you insecure? HA YEAH ALMOST ALWAYS WHEN IM OUT OF MY HOUSE.

5. what’s your relationship status? Single afff Ready to mingle (?)

6. how do you want to die? epically B) idk tbh tho

7. what did you last eat? Omurice. It’s like friedrice with ketchup with an omelette over it. It’s japanese idk how to explain it well lol

8. played any sports? Idid Ballet as a toddler (like until 5 years old). From 7-14 years old I did gymnastics and I was on the “Junior Olympics” team which i dont think means anything but it sounds cool

9. do you bite your nails? nahh. I never understood that really

10. when was your last physical fight? I’m lazy. Not a fighter. But i shoved this bitch in middleschool because she confronted me about me tlking shit about her talking shit about me??

11. do you like someone?

Other than those 7 dorks? Nope. Thank god

12. have you ever stayed up 48 hours? Yes. It was partytime

13. do you hate anyone at the moment? No, I try not to hate. Unless theyre asshole racists, sexist, and/or hateful themselves.

14. do you miss someone? Family in Japan <3

15. have any pets? a tool named Phichit (or Peaches) that is my Betafish. (stop i know it’s a Yuri On Ice name. I. Know...) . I know he only likes me for the food i give him. Rude.

16. how exactly are you feeling at the moment? okay. it was bad like 2 minutes ago because of an assignment but now im watching Mystery Science Theater 3000 and its funny af

17. ever made out in the bathroom? Had to think bout it for a sec but nope

18. are you scared of spiders? Not like SCARED but i’d rather not them be on me tho..

19. would you go back in time if you were given the chance? Without the butterfly effect happening? Then sure

20. where was the last place you snogged someone? I had to look up what this was omfg. Maybe like a year ago. I’ve been single for a whileeee.

21. what are your plans for this weekend? I’m meeting up with my dad to watch the last few episodes of walking dead on Saturday. Studying for my Japanese final.

22. do you want to have kids? how many? Kinda, At most 2. But Im like 19 years old so its weird to think about...

23. do you have piercings? how many? Nooo

24. what is/are/were your best subject(s)? was Math now probably none of them loll #artmajor

25. do you miss anyone from your past? not really? There’s this one guy that was fun to hang with and I liked him for a loooong time and i still think about him sometimes lolll DontDoThat

26. what are you craving right now? a good nights rest

27. have you ever broken someone’s heart? I mean ive broken up with people but i dont think I like shattered their heart. I’m not THAT important omg

28. have you ever been cheated on? Nope. Hopefully never will?

29. have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Yep, but he was mentally fucking craZY SO

30. what’s irritating you right now? Tumblr in incognito mode is slow af for some reason (I needed it to log in to my other tumblr without logging off this one)

31. does somebody love you? Family probably ha

32. what is your favourite color? Green

33. do you have trust issues? not really. I mean everyone should have some sort of trust issues. But i dont have severe trust issues.

34. who/what was your last dream about? I was listening to Departure album when I fell asleep, so I dreamt i was at a got7 concert lmao

35. who was the last person you cried in front of? I dont cry a lot tbh. So i dont remember. When I do cry I dont like people seeing.

36. do you give out second chances too easily? HA NOPE. They gotta work for a second chance

37. is it easier to forgive or forget? Depends. If it’s not that big of a deal then forget. I hate confrontation but i need an apology if its something bigger.

38. is this year the best year of your life? Noooooooooo, but we’re only like a quarter through so it could change. But im not too hopeful about those chances tbh

39. how old were you when you had your first kiss? kiss that didnt matter (pocky/pepero game lol): 14 Kiss that mattered: 16

40. have you ever walked outside completely naked? wtf no.

51. favourite food? Too many to narrow down to one but i crave toast a lot

52. do you believe everything happens for a reason? yeah, I’d like to think so.

53. what is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? Watched a horrible movie

54. is cheating ever okay? Who would think it is??? Even as “revenge” that’s low

55. are you mean? Dude, I’m a bitch tbh...

56. how many people have you fist fought? 1

57. do you believe in true love? i guess. If I didn’t then what would be the point of relationships?

58. favourite weather? Suns hot but cool breeze or light rain

59. do you like the snow? Yeah, but i could go without it...

60. do you wanna get married? Eh.

61. is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? I’d cringe.

62. what makes you happy? dogs, cats, other peoples genuine smiles, got7

63. would you change your name? I like my name

64. would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? Who was the last person i kissed? So probably no...

65. your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Assuming im not interested. Id just ignore it. If he confesses Id be like sorry bro.

66. do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? I did. But he’s kind of out of my circle now that college started.

67. who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? Mom’s boyf. Jose. He’s cool. Been in most of my life so not like a random Mom boyf

68. who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? My sister. We were talking about why people just constantly feel the need to hate. Even if it’s something like (for example) “I HATE One Direction” Like do you honestly “hate” one direction. Or did you see that other people “hates” one direction so you said that. Like what did One Direction do for you to just HATE them... Like I dont like them or dislike them but I could never say that i HATE them. I dont even know them... anyway that discussion gets me heated

69. do you believe in soulmates? Kinda

70. is there anyone you would die for? Yeah. Like family and junk

Tagging @peachyjyp @husbandsjjp @soulmatesjjp @got7arrived @ult2jae ya dont gotta

#this took me a while lol #thanks for tagging me #my pretty mutual #<3 #tag game #not7

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projectgaiarp-blog · 7 years

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Personality: ESFJ – Stray thrives in his connections with other people. Very loyal, he is sensitive and warm with those he considers a friend, and he will overextend himself to the point of breaking if it means protecting and caring for someone he is close to. He is practical, black-and-white with a strong sense of duty and appreciation for established rules and hierarchy, comfortable in the realm of control. He can be inflexible at times and stubborn. With a monumentally short temper, he is often the first to throw a punch at just the slightest provocation.

Biography: Stray was raised with the taste of blood in his mouth and ribs that ached with every breath. His mother was a meek little thing, trapped in a relationship she couldn’t see a way out of, and his father was a heavy-handed alcoholic with a violent temper and creative cruelty. A life of crime was his path from the moment he learned how to stand on his own two feet, running errands to collect money and assist in drug deals for his father, delivering unmarked guns, providing distraction as cover for robberies or shake-downs.

His only education came from the street and his father’s mixed martial arts gym that acted as cover for his less-than-legal side businesses. He learned early on how to take a punch, and as he grew, he learned out to deliver them with a devastating efficiency as well. Fighting became his bread and butter, his only outlet in a life that was far outside of his own control.

He was twenty-two when he walked in on his father beating his mother – it wasn’t the first time, but there was something different in the tone of his brutality this night, and without thinking, Stray rushed in to defend her, to try and get his attention off her and to himself instead, which he’d done countless times in the past. It was the single worst beating of his life, and when the blows finally stopped coming, he lay motionless against the ground, bruised, bleeding, lungs desperately trying to keep air circulating.

That’s when he heard the gun go off.

His mother held the Walther shakily in her small hands as the towering figure of his father collapsed backwards behind a wide spray of blood. Moments later, before he could even process what exactly had just happened, police burst into their apartment. Stray scrambled to his feet, knocked his mother back and retrieved the gun from her, pointing the barrel at her head as they rounded the corner. “Don’t say a fuckin’ word,” he warned her as the police took him to the ground and disarmed him, hauling him straight to prison.

He’d always felt bad for her, and figured that his life was wasted anyway. If either of them deserved a second change, it was her.

Besides, it turned out prison life suited the hell out of him. There was a clear structure there that all seemed to function within a set of street-law that he was familiar with, and, not to mention, there was plenty of opportunity to get himself into fights too. Four years into his sentence, Stray was an overall example prisoner (okay- besides the fighting), and he especially flourished within the dog training program, having an undeniable connection with the four legged beasts.

He was contacted by Atlas after a specific incident in the yard. Stray’s statement was the following: “the other inmate? Yeah, he lost his fuckin’ mind, his teeth got all sharp like a goddamn crocodile‘s ‘n he jus’ started BITIN’ people, rippin’ out their throats like it was nothin’. Security couldn’t do a damn thing, bullets weren’t stoppin’ ‘im, ‘n he had the Warden cornered – guy’s a hard ass piece of shit but he’d always looked out for me, ‘n so I just had t’ try ‘n help him – so I went on over there ‘n fought the fucker. Got chewed up some, sure, but eventually I got t’ crackin’ his jaw in pieces, ‘n that was that.”

For his skill handling a metahuman and success in protecting the Warden, it was decided that Stray could serve the remainder of his sentence on probation within Project Gaia. He hesitated to accept, having just one request: that his new pup could come with him.

Two years later, he and Vega have settled into agency life, the purpose and sense of family within Atlas serving to nurture a drive to prove himself to those who were willing to take the chance on the piece of shit he used to be.

Weaknesses:

Connections – Stray can become blindly devoted to those he cares about, and he often does not have the capacity to wrap his mind around deceit or disloyalty.

Anger – He has a monumentally short fuse. Insults or slights against his friends, it honestly doesn’t take much at all for him to get worked up and aggressive.

#male #human #level 1 #Jai Courtney #Jackson Bryant

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withnosuchgrace · 7 years

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70 questions

i was tagged like a million years ago by the always amazing @slutlingar to do this (thank you :’)))

01: do you have a good relationship with your parents? yeah i think so (at least i hope so) but i’m definitely closer to my mom than my dad

02: who did you last say “i love you” to? i think it was my mom yesterday on the phone

03: do you regret anything? way too much to count

04: are you insecure? o boy yeah

05: what is your relationship status? :)))))

06: how do you want to die? ummmm i never really thought about this but hopefully happy and at peace

07: what did you last eat? i’m eating eggo waffles rn

08: play any sports? hahahahaahahahaahhahah

09: do you bite your nails? nah

10: when was your last physical fight? ummm my sister and i often hit each other and run away does that count???

11: do you like someone? min yoongi

12: have you ever stayed up 48 hours? i can barely stay up 12

13: do you hate anyone at the moment? i strongly dislike like half of my family lmao

14: do you miss someone? yeah old friends that i’m super bad at communicating with

15: have any pets? a cat named billie :))) (fun fact “billy” means cat in punjabi and urdu so her name literally means cat hahaha)

16: how exactly are you feeling at the moment? only mildly stressed bc i have a test at 2:30 but other than that im happy bc monsta x’s comeback is so great

17: ever made out in the bathroom? ew

18: are you scared of spiders? yes but i’m better at dealing with it like i’ll just stare at them until they go away and hide and i tell myself that they eat flies and i hate flies more so it’s all good

19: would you go back in time if you were given the chance? maybe but i also think everything happens for a reason

20: where was the last place you snogged someone? :)))))))

21: what are your plans for this weekend? i think my aunt is coming over but other than that idk

22: do you want to have kids? how many? yes maybe around 3??

23: do you have piercings? how many? 2 on the earlobes and one nose ring

24: what is/are/were your best subject(s)? english, history and that’s about it i think

25: do you miss anyone from your past? yeah

26: what are you craving right now? cheesecake and fried chicken hahahah

27: have you ever broken someone’s heart? i break my own heart every day by being a mess and never getting my shit done

28: have you ever been cheated on? nope

29: have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? ??????

30: what’s irritating you right now? a lot of things actually but mainly uni

31: does somebody love you? hopefully

32: what is your favourite color? pastel purple!!!

33: do you have trust issues? i trust waaaaaay too easily it’s a problem

34: who/what was your last dream about? i was watching this weird tv drama or something and i really liked it and then in the end credits it said that chanyeol played the best friend but i was getting mad bc i didn’t see him anywhere and i was sure it was trying to mess with me but anyways in the picture they used he looked so soft and cute i cry

35: who was the last person you cried in front of? no one

36: do you give out second chances too easily? depends on who it is and what they’ve done

37: is it easier to forgive or forget? forget

38: is this year the best year of your life? it’s only march idk

39: how old were you when you had your first kiss? :))))))

40: have you ever walked outside completely naked? noooo

51: favourite food? i always answer differently for this ahahahah but i think it’s alloo parathas, and kheer and puris and brownies

52: do you believe everything happens for a reason? yes but also we have to take responsibilities for the things we have done and everything has a consequence

53: what is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? scrolled on tumblr lmao

54: is cheating ever okay? nope, if you cheat you’re an ass and i will punch you

55: are you mean? i don’t think i am but my mom and sister say that sometimes when i answer things i sound mean :(((

56: how many people have you fist fought? none....yet

57: do you believe in true love? yep

58: favourite weather? late spring // early summer when it’s not too hot yet but still very warm

59: do you like the snow? to a certain extent like up till february it’s fine but it’s the middle of march and just last week there was a blizzard and we got 50cm of snow and it’s only just starting to slowly melt and im tired

60: do you wanna get married? yep yep yep

61: is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? idk i feel like if someone were to call me that i would get all flustered

62: what makes you happy? friends, family, music, old cartoons, writing, watching the plants i have grow, billie, finding the perfect outfit and wearing it with confidence, sunlight, knowing something that i worked hard on gets appreciated, making others smile

63: would you change your name? never

64: would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? uhhhhh

65: your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? i have no idea omg this never happened but i think i would let them down gently and tell them i would only want to be their friend and im sorry

66: do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? idk i guess??

67: who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? my dad

68: who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? @chenderellastrash

69: do you believe in soulmates? y e s my friend and i have so many soulmate stories ahahahah

70: is there anyone you would die for? probably hahah

i’m gunna tag @chenderellastrash @boomchimpow @doitforsuga @delta-cubes @sherlockedwhovian09 @j-houpe + anyone else who wants to do it!!!

#THIS TOOK SO LONG BC MY COMPUTER IS SLOW AF #I HAVE TO LEAVE IN AN HOUR FOR MY TEST AHHHHHHHHH #you dont have to do it if you dont want to btw lmao #i still have a few more tag games i gotta complete i think #i'll probably do those when i get home #tag games #tahira speaks

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