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purecantarella · 1 year

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A Long Time Coming

not what i really wanted to post for my comeback buT THIS WAS ALREADY HALF WRITTEN SO I THOUGHT JUST RUN WITH IT!! anyway, i hope you all missed me and i will try to get more writing in, i promise. but for now, here yall go!! kim jennie x reader disclaimer/s : none, mostly floof and a touch of angst if you squint

You think back to your entire life, never once thinking that you'd find yourself in one of the most stereotypical romcom plot trope in the book. Dashing through the airpot, trembling from the cold the rain brought you.

All for her. All for Kim Jennie.

Your entire life was intertwined with hers. Your father had worked closely with her mother during their college years, moving into the same community in New Zealand, both becoming single parents, and above all, had the same wants for their children.

You'd grown up with Jennie, especially with how familiar your parents were with one another. Same daycare, same friend group, same beliefs. It was uncanny how close you two were. You were even aligned to be in the same college, until she announced her intentions to audition for YG Entertainment.

She remembers the argument you two got into.

"You're serious?" You ask as she sits on your bed, trying to reason with you. She could tell from the furrow of your brows and the twitching of your lip just how upset you were. She breathes a sigh, "I just want to follow my own passion, N/n. Not the path our parents paved for us."

You fall back into your desk chair, averting your gaze from your childhood friend, your best friend. Eyes glued to the photo collage she made you during your 15th brithday. Jennie watches your stilled gaze as you stare at your young faces. Standing up to lean over you, placing her hand on yours.

The warmth of her hand sent sparks from your hand to your chest. Brushing the feeling off, you focus on her smile. The brightness radiating from it lighting up every night you slept over, the softness in those cat-like eyes, those soft plush cheeks.

You knew it would be better for her, but damn would you miss her.

"I know it'll be a little different..." She pauses, squeezing your hand gently, "But it'll always be you and me against the world. I could never lose you." The last part only gets past in a breath. Wordlessly, you pull her into a loose embrace. Arms draping around her waist, your head pressed against her chest, "I don't want to lose you either, Jen."

You whisper, silently giving her your blessing to leave as you nuzzle yourself deeper into her. Unbenost to either of you that your father was listening from the door, snacks in hand forgotten.

He watches as Jennie leans down to press her lips to the corner of your hairline, almost missing her saying, "And you'll always have me."

Your father keeps that in mind as you drive her to the airport, watching the tearful goodbye. He keeps it in mind when he watches you fall asleep talking to her. He keeps it in mind when he catches you making out with another woman in your class.

Most of all, he keeps it in mind when Jennie comes back to New Zealand.

"Dad, I was in a meeting. What's up?" You ask, carefully eying your assistant who fends off the angry businessmen. Suddenly, the nerves from the meeting are a distant memory when your father's gruff voice says, "You remember Jennie Kim?"

Your mind goes blank for a minute, previous stress from the meeting fading away as the memories of your first love filling your senses. Each sensation still fresh in your head, on your skin, and in your heart. Your father's words falling on deaf ears.

The last thing you caught before you thank him and tell him you won't be home for dinner is, "She's coming home."

It's been several years since you last saw Jennie, and just around the same time since you two drifted apart. She wasn't your adorable next door neighbor anymore, she was Kim Jennie of Blackpink. While you became a lawyer, choosing a smaller university to stay near home. You were successful and so was she.

But upon hearing her name again, you were a teenager just wanting her to look at you as more than a friend.

Your father and her mother spoke and arranged for a dinner just the four of you when she arrived. You'd planned all your cases around the week she would be in the country in spite of your client's irritability about all of it.

Her arrival date came far sooner than you were emotionally prepared for it. You dressed in your best, picked up flowers, and insisted to your assistant that you could drive to the airport just fine alone.

As you parked, you swallow thickly, placing a hand on your chest in attempts to calm your pounding heart. You take a deep breath and look at the lavish flowers with blue roses, lilac, and hydrangeas before whispering, "She's your best friend, it'll be fine."

Jennie was the same on the plane.

She sorely missed you but it had been years since she saw you. Would you be happy to see her? Would you want to see her? Were you the same? Did you still smile then your cheeks would flush? Do you still scratch at your nails when you got nervous? With how many questions flooded her head, she almost didn’t realize that she was landing.

As she dragged her luggage behind her, she looked around the airport for her mom. A couple minutes to no avail, she pulled her phone out in attempts to call her. A couple rings later, "Jennie! You've touched down, I presume?"

"Yeah-" Before she could say anything more, her mother interjected, "Oh! Then you'll see my surprise for you soon enough!" Jennie's mother exclaimed gleefully. A wave of tiredness washed over her and she sighed, a retort just at the tip of her tongue when someone spoke behind her.

"Jen...?"

The rapper whipped behind her and her eyes widened to a concerning degree.

There you were. Far more cleaned up than when she last saw you. Your tired eyes and loose fitting and dirty sweater evidently missing. In its place was a casual business suit, hair shiny and healthy, your eyes more alert and discerning. Her serious demeanor shattered at the look of you.

A squeal broke from her lips as she wrapped her arms around your neck. Your ears perked up at the contact, before you wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. Savoring the smell of her vanilla body wash.

Jennie pulled away and looked at you in amazement while you take in every ounce of her. Not much changed, more so she just grew into her features. But regardless, you feel your heart pound harder than when you imagined reuniting with her.

"I uh..." You trail off awkwardly, only raising the flowers up to her. Like a child giving a gift to their first crush. Well, when it came to Jennie it was pretty much the same feeling. She smiles warmly at you before taking the bouquet in your hands, "Thank you, N/n. I love them." Her hand finding purchase on your arm.

A nervous laugh falls from your lips as you say, "The florist I terrorized for an hour will be very happy to hear that you liked them." Jennie looks up at you with an adoring glaze in her eyes. The smile on her face leaves you breathless and you grin like a child, slipping your hand onto the handle of her luggage, briefly brushing with her hand.

Jennie, trying to mask the flush on her cheeks, looks down. She sees how much you've changed from when she last saw you, just a teenager with their whole future ahead of them. It was odd, but comforting. You'd grown up to all that you strived for, she'd read up on some of the cases you've handled when she had down time. It filled her with an inexplicable amount of pride.

But she also couldn't tell if you would still want her around.

But then, her eyes fall down to your nailbeds and smiles, faint white lines. Maybe you weren’t too different from the Y/n she grew up with.

Once you were both hauled into your car, once again she'd felt like you've reached a point in your life where you have it figured out. A shiny and sleek black car that just oozed class and sophistication. It overwhelmed her to an nth degree.

The only thing keeping you grounded in her mind was the picked at nails you had, a sliver of what made her believe you were still the one she looked up to. The one she looked for in every friend she ever had...in every relationship she'd ever had.

You on the other hand, were just praying that your sweat wouldn't seep through your suit jacket. The anxiety of having her eyes on you weighed on you so heavily. The silence didn't help either.

You open your mouth to speak, but it shuts before anything substantial or just about anything came out. From the corner of your eye, you see Jennie smile before finally easing into the seat, gaze still locked on you.

"You really made something of yourself, N/n." She pauses as you shift the gears into drive and pull out of the slot you were in. You laugh gently at her statement, stealing brief glances, "You're one to talk, miss Jennie Kim of one of the world's biggest girl groups."

"Hope that's not all you think of me..." Jennie pouts before crossing her arms playfully, your smile softens as you lean over and pull her arms out of their position. Smoothly taking her hand in yours, in spite of yourself. Your heart catches up with the action but by this point it's too late, her fingers lace comfortably with yours.

You clear your throat and reply, "Of course that's not all I think of you..." I think of you as the first person I've ever had feelings like this for...maybe even the only one. You think to yourself.

Jennie stares at you expectantly, "You're extraordinary on stage, but nothing beats the memory of you and I just kicking back in my room with a cheesy sit-com on our off-brand cellphones on a crappy pirating site." You both laugh before you continue, stopping at a red light and looking over at her. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I see you as I always have..."

Pausing to find the right words to say to her as Jennie waits with bated breathe. Her mind and pulse rushing at a million miles a minute. You smile goofily at her, "I see you as the amazing, smart, gorgeous girl who took a chance on her soft-spoken neighbor."

The air around you both is thick and your eyes unconsciously flick down to her lips. Jennie is shocked and is left frozen. Realizing yourself, you clear your throat and pull a forced and dry laugh. "But that's not of course without the drawback of your hair literally being all over the place, on top of your obsession with keeping everything tidy!"

Jennie is pulled out of her adoration and howls out laughing, "Shut up!"

"I swear, one or two of my jackets being left on the floor leads to a whole fuckin spring cleaning moment!" You retort as the light turns green. The rapper beside you rolls her eyes and scoffs.

"Please, if it were just one jacket as you claim, why could I not walk in your room without accidentally stepping on a clean t-shirt."

The rest of the car ride went without a hitch, falling back into your old conversations, her telling you interesting stories of the idols she socializes with, and you whining about the demanding partners and clients you have.

Before you knew it, you were at the curb of your childhood home.

You and Jennie stepped into your home, a sense of familiarity filled the rapper. She breathed in the scent of lavender and sandalwood, the only candle your father ever lit. 'Added a touch of class' he would always say. Your hand wrapped around her waist, making her jump out of nostalgia.

"Jen, I'm just going to grab your bag. Make yourself at home." You say quickly before ducking out the door again, leaving her with a hot flush on her cheeks. Damn feelings, she thinks to herself.

"Jennie Kim! It's been far too long." Your father calls from the door of your kitchen. She smiles warmly at him before jogging over to him and accepting his embrace. He pulls away, ruffling her hair. "You gotta come around more often, kid."

You grunt as you lift Jennie's luggage to the first step of your staircase. Proud of yourself you turn to see Mama Kim smiling at you, "N/n, dearest!"

"Mama Kim!" You cry happily before enveloping her in a warm and tight embrace. She chuckles and pats your arm affectionately and as you pull away, she slaps it gently. You feign distress before she says to you with playful anger, "I've been in the country for weeks and it takes me running into your dad for me to see you."

You chuckle softly before bowing your head respectfully, "Some partners just keeping my hands full."

Jennie's mother smiles deviously, the idol must've picked it up from her. "Speaking of partners keeping your hands full, ever going to woman up and tell my daughter how you feel?" Your eyes bulge as she says this.

"I swear to God, did dad tell you anything?" You ask, embarrassment pumping through your veins. She simply hums and bumps your shoulder with a childlike pout. "Like you could ever hide anything from me. Remember when I caught you sneaking in after curfew."

You eye the older woman cautiously, her eyes glued to her daughter and your father. A soft expression falls onto her face before she looks up to you. "I know how happy she makes you. You don't buy bouquets like that for someone you don't care for." Mama Kim nods over to the flowers atop Jennie's purse.

You blush thinking back to when you bought the arrangement, being so meticulous and seeking the perfect flowers to give to your childhood best friend whom you haven't seen nor spoken to in 9 years. You clear your throat as Jennie looks over at you both, eyes disappearing as her smile brightened.

"I just want everything to be up to her standard." You whisper as she closely approaches. Her mother, still looking at you mutters, "Is it what she wants though?"

With that Mama Kim walks up to her daughter, giving her a tight squeeze while you walk over to your father who was still leaning up against the door frame of the kitchen. Two bottles of beer in hand, he hands one over to you. "She looks good."

You cringe as you take a sip, "Creepy, dad." But you both laugh, before you look to the two other women in the living room looking at old memorabilia. "You are right though...those YG cameras have nothing on how she looks in real life."

There's a lull, you two sip your alcohol quietly waiting for the oven to ding for dinner. You hear your father chuckle beside you, "And that is one hell of a bouquet, Y/n."

"Shut up, dad." Your dad sputters laughing when the oven dings. You grin to yourself and walk into the kitchen, "Dinner time!"

Dinner was filled with laughter and one too many drinks. All the while you couldn't keep your eyes off Jennie. You knew even when you two were kids that she was gorgeous and that that gummy smile lit up anything and everything. She was an enigma...and she still was.

You both stumbled into your bedroom, tipsy from the evening's drinks. Laughter echoing the hall followed by shushing from one another, given your father was asleep on the couch and her mother in the guest bedroom.

Once Jennie gains her composure, she looks around your room. "Not much changed around here since I was last here, huh?" She asks as you plop down on your bed. You hum softly as she continues to walk around the room, everything was meticulously kept. Even the stack of papers was kept tidy and organized. But something out of the corner of her eye piqued her interest.

"No." The rapper gasps before bolting to your shelf, there sat a Blackpink album beside her solo album. Jennie marvels at them for a second, dust had collected atop both of them but they hadn't lost their sheen. "You big fucking nerd!"

You groan and smile before you lift your head up, mind returning once you saw what she had in her hands. "You have my albums?!" She makes out of her laughter.

You grin sheepishly before sitting up to remove your jacket, "Don't make a big deal of it, Kim. I happen to be very in touch with music, not just yours." Trying to brush her off.

Without saying another word, Jennie returns your mini-collection to the shelf, and jumps onto you. You grunt as she lays flat on top of you. "Did your bed get lumpier or is it just me?"

You laugh breathlessly, "I will throw up if you crush me like this."

There's a silence for a moment, it lingers before she rolls over her eyes meeting yours. Eyes droopier but still so bright, it sends a wave of warmth through your chest. You stroke the back of her hair lovingly, weaving your fingers through her soft locks. "I don't think I've told you just how much I missed you, Jen."

She nods and lays her head flat on your chest, nuzzling deep into your shirt. You continue, "I wanted to reach out, but I never knew what to say or I was scared I'd say the wrong thing."

"You could never say the wrong thing, N/n." Her voice childlike and faint. You knew full well how hard your heart was beating and you just knew that she could hear it too. You press your nose atop her head, savoring the moment before your lips meet the soft skin of her forehead. "I almost did, so many times...I've almost told you that I-"

A soft snore.

You shift your gaze from the ceiling to the woman on your chest, sound asleep. You smile and lay another soft kiss on her forehead, "I love you, Jennie."

After that night, you noticed that Jennie had become more clingy. The morning after while you were cooking breakfast, she was seated on the counter, feeding you freshly cut fruit as you cooked. The next day while you were walking around in the New Zealand heat, she took the time to pat your forehead dry while your arms were interlocked.

Finding new ways to make each other smile and reminiscing on the days when all you had to worry about was a paper due at the end of the week. Now, you had jobs, she had crazy fans, and there was so much pressure on both your backs to do well by your clients and her audience.

"You get me, you just get me." Jennie says before she takes another lick of her ice cream. You two had found a nice shady tree with only a few onlookers in the middle of a serene park. You lay on her lap as she talks about how demanding her company is. Photoshoots, video shoots, promotional appearances, all of it. "Trust me, I know a thing or two about that, the people in my law firm suck." You whine.

Jennie laughs, brushing your baby hairs back with a thoughtful look on her face, "They can't be all bad."

You look up at her, catching her eye, giving her a small wistful smile, "They aren't you."

Jennie's eyes widen before she nervously laughs and crushes what's left of her ice cream on your forehead. You gasp and shoot up pulling the sticky substance from your skin, "You're fucking dead, Kim!" You yell before she squeals and runs around the tree.

Her laughter makes her breathe catch before she leans up against the tree, holding her hand out in defense. "Y/n, I call truce, please?"

You laugh, shaking your head. "You stuck a cone of ice cream on my head."

"I made you a unicorn." She retorts with that damn gummy smile on her face. Before you can catch yourself, your hands press against the rough bark of the tree behind her. The smile on her face falters and you feel a twinge of hesitation in your chest. But before you can take a step back, her hand finds its way to the back of your neck. Brushing the hair away and scratches the skin right below your hairline.

She'd done it since you were kids.

Your gaze falls onto her lips, pink, hints of the strawberry ice cream left on her. You wonder if that's what it would taste like if you'd kissed her, like you dreamed of since you were 15. Jennie gently, oh so gently, pulled you closer. "You know, you should really be careful what you confess when you think someone's asleep."

A dry chuckle falls from your lips, "I knew it," You pause, just looking at her in all her glory. No make-up, no stage lights, no big crowd screaming her name. But she still blew you away. Finally, you finish, "I meant it."

Her smile grows twice as wide and you lean forward, your lips ghosting hers before her phone goes off. You hear her curse under her breath before pulling it out of her pocket, leaving you rather awkward.

Jennie answers in the phone in Korean, her brows crease instantly. She's seemingly arguing with whoever's on the other end before her hand balls into a fist behind your neck. Practically fuming, she nods and hangs up. You'd pulled away a bit to give her room to speak, but she turns her attention back to you before she says, "It was my manager, apparently they'd booked me for something this Friday."

"But your going back on Friday?" You return.

The rapper nods but continues to say, "Yeah, but there's preparation, fittings, video shoots to promote that I'll be in attendance." She breathes a frustrated sigh, before her eyes loose their spark, "I'm flying back tonight..."

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Jennie, packing everything away into her suitcase. Making sure everything was packed. Her mom stopped by to bid her goodbye and that they would have dinner when she was in South Korea again.

"Now or never, N/n." Mama Kim whispered to you while she held you in her embrace. "If I hear from my daughter that you did nothing now, I will hunt you down."

You smile and nod. After that moment in the park, you knew it was about time. Your dad called a cab and you two waited on the curbside, a comfortable yet, as paradoxical as it was, uncomfortable silence. You knew what you wanted to say, you know you should explain, and she does too.

But the words just feel like they'd fall flat.

A car pulls up and Jennie takes her bag to the trunk, thanking the driver before turning back to you. "I'm sorry I had to leave, I know you moved everything around to be able to spend time with me."

"It's no worries...Just maybe don't wait a decade to come back?" You joke to which she slaps your arm gently. She smiles up at you. Your heart is hammering again. You want to say something, you should; but all you do is open your arms to her.

Jennie steps into your warm embrace and nuzzles herself into your neck. Leaving a light kiss as she did.

Your arms around her tighten as her taxi waits on the curb, honking impatiently. She should go, you know it but as the beat of your heart echoes loudly in your ears you need to do it. The urge fills you as you pull away.

Everything slows, you pull the mask over her lips down slowly. The idea of her rejecting you terrifies you further, hands shaking, heart pounding, blood rushing through your body quickly and you feel warm in spite of the cold winter air flowing around both of you.

Your foreheads press briefly together as your eyes maintain steady eye contact, as if she were giving you her final permission. With a grin on both your faces, you lean in and your lips press together for the first time.

A long time waiting, but you can’t help the smile that breaks onto your face as time returns. It was short, but it was everything you'd ever wanted since you were just kids in your bedroom dreaming of the future.

Jennie pulls away with a gummy smile on her face, you mirror the smile on her face as you cup her cheeks lovingly. Your lips littering pecks across her face as she giggles as her hand finds yours.

"I can't believe I'm leaving now." Jennie says, a pout forming on her lips. You chuckle, thumb reaching back to stroke the back of her hand. "Neither can I."

You lean down, pecking her lips again, longer than the first time. "But if you think I'm waiting for the next time you're here for a kiss like that, you're dead wrong."

The rapper giggles again, before another honk pops the bubble around you both. Reluctantly, Jennie pulls away, her hand loosely locked with yours as she gives you a shy smile.

"I'll see you soon then?" She asks, hopeful.

You can't resist the teen-like giddiness running through your body, lifting her hand to your lips. Paying particular attention to her ring finger, your pulse hammering as you look up into her dark brown eyes. "It's a date."

Before she can cancel all her schedules for the coming week, she pulls your hand away and opens the door to the car. Turning back briefly to look at you standing with your hands in your pockets, a goofy smile on your face. "I'll call you before I board."

"And when you land?" You ask.

"And every night after." She replies before slipping into the car.

You smile at her through the car window, cheeks sore from all of it. Even though you know she can't hear you, you say, "I'll be waiting."

Jennie sinks into the seat with a dreamy sigh. The driver of the car looks into the rearview mirror, seeing the wispy look on Jennie's face and you folding out of what he assumes is delight. He smiles before saying, "Must be someone amazing to get you smiling that way, ma'am."

She's taken aback for a moment, but her shock melts into a warm smile, too giddy to push the question away.

"Yeah, but it has been a long time coming."

this was far longer than i had initially wanted BUT i quite like how it came out, the parents were a little janky and i feel like a lot of the parts are OOC but still, as a story i quite liked it HAHAHAH i was typing this on my bed so my back really, really hurts rn i hope you lovelies missed me a bit and i will try to continue to bring you guys the content you deserve. i love you all so much and i'll see you all vv soon!! - r

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carefulfears · 1 year

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rain king!

this episode has such a special place in my heart because i was taking “intro to weather and climate” when i watched it and i was exhausted after like 7 hours of doing weather lab homework and came home to watch txf and the episode was about weather lol. and it makes me laugh so much

the rain king is such a classic classic x files episode in that the setting and the case and mulder’s theories are all very silly but it just has such an enjoyable energy to it, and it has a cast of supporting characters who are so memorable.

season six is talked about a lot as being the season of the “fanfic tropes”, and the rain king is one of the more prominent examples, making it also an example of what makes season six stand out to me so much. season six is a twisted romcom, with every trope warped by the overarching narrative of the season.

this episode follows a man whose unexpressed feelings towards the woman he loves have built up so much over the years that it’s spilling over into rain. it's spinning around them in tornadoes. it's freezing into hail.

mulder and scully are mistaken for a couple by everyone they meet in this little town. they have to share a motel room. there was only one bed. the climax of the story is at a dance in a high school.

and mulder spends the night in her motel room doing nothing but talking about cows, then gives dating advice to a meteorologist the next day. scully gives a speech in a bathroom about falling in love with your best friend. about how those are the best relationships, about how a switch just flips, and suddenly they're the only person that you could ever imagine yourself with. and then goes out and stands awkwardly next to hers.

these are the most delusional people in the world, you truly can throw every trope at them and it won't make a dent.

they'll stand under the downpour of repressed love, feel the consequences of harbored feelings, and hop back in the car to the airport. it's so delicious.

and don’t ever forget the added context of s6, that through all of this, scully wants to have his babies SOOOOO BADDDDDD

#my favorite scene in rain king #is when scully hears that he's giving dating advice to holman #and she just squints and goes DEAD quiet #her life flashed before her eyes #truly the beginning of scully's 'my life is psychological torture' s6 era #thank you for the ask!!#sorry people are in your inbox lol #asks #the rain king #msr #kae meta

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kattahj · 8 months

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More Asian QL reviews! Mostly Thai boys as usual, but a Japanese GL at the end!

KinnPorsche

What's it about? Kinn is the son of a mafia boss. Porsche is a bartender who happens to help him out once, and is then coerced into becoming his bodyguard.

Genre: Mafia action, possibly comedy?

Watch if you enjoy: Mafia tropes. High heat. Belligerent sexual tension that turns increasingly playful with time. Having a very hard time deciding what is or what is not meant to be funny. (I have a feeling some of the stuff I found funny wasn't meant to be.) Emotionally repressed vs emotionally oversharing teenage side couple, with love songs. Kinky dom/sub human pet sidecouple #2. Flamboyant drama queen with mental health issues who may be the most sensible of the bunch. Plot that is all over the place even when it isn't twisty (which it is quite often).

Gayer version of: your local kink club's Bugsy Malone theme night

Recommended? Hm. Yes for its influence, no for actual quality, but yes again if you just want some fun mafia hijinks without having to think or feel too much. And it never gets QUITE as bad again as the first five minutes. In some ways it's the worst of the QLs I've watched so far, but it's more entertaining and memorable than several of them. And ironically, it's one of the shows I've found myself writing fic for.

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZvpNreGVOc

Laws of Attraction

What's it about? Tinn's beloved niece is hit by a car belonging to the son of senator Thatthep. Opportunistic lawyer Chan first works for Thatthep, but soon finds himself asking questions that puts him at odds with the senator. Despite their different outlooks on life, Tinn and Chan may have a common goal.

Genre: lakorn (Thai soap opera), action, drama

Watch if you enjoy: High suspense. Morally grey protagonist. Warm and righteous other protagonist. Changing your mind completely about at least one character. Having your heart broken and then laughing your ass off within a span of ten minutes. Lots of gay side characters, including a pair of badass lesbians. Best grandma currently on TV. Great emotional content. A few laughably bad action scenes and VFX.

Gayer version of: The Pelican Brief

Recommended? Yes! I watched it as it aired and could barely stand waiting for a week between episodes! Just make sure you can cope with dead child, dead dog, dead mom, and parental abuse.

Watched on: bilibili.tv, but it is also up on youtube. (It just didn't add subtitles fast enough for me.)

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Wo7IKw9dWY

La Pluie

What's it about? A world in which, during the rain, certain people can hear the voice of their soulmate – and ONLY that. But is the soulmate thing really real, or just a way to explain an inexplicable phenomenon?

Genre: Romcom/drama

Watch if you enjoy: Nice people solving their problems nicely and with very little unnecessary drama. Subversion of both soulmate and BL tropes (though ultimately bending to the foregone conclusion). Loving families. Understanding exes. Sometimes a cat.

Gayer version of: I want to say TiMER (2009), but that film was a whole lot messier. This is sweet.

Recommended? Kind of? I think it's well done for what it is, but that twelve hours of low-stakes relationship drama, where every crisis is averted, was a bit long for me personally. Plus, it turns out that I don't like soulmates even when they're being turned upside down and shaken around. But if the premise seems like something up your alley, I thoroughly recommend it!

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz9HG8MGF8M

To Sir, With Love / Khun Chai

What's it about? It's the 1940s, and Thailand is at war. Mr. Song, the wealthy but elderly leader of the Five Dragons association, has two sons with two different wives. Yang is the cheeky rascal, Tian is the obedient and hardworking one. Tian, as the eldest, is set to take over business, and all would be well if not for one little secret: he is gay. If this becomes publicly known, it could ruin the reputation of the whole family.

Genre: soap opera

Watch if you enjoy: More JamFilm after Laws of Attraction, with Film in a radically different role. Brothers supporting each other. Overcoming homophobic surroundings. Rivalling soap queens who will literally walk over corpses for power – and supposedly for their sons, who want none of it. Magic murder mushrooms and other glittery potions. Obedient business heir vs. taciturn assassin gay romance. Feisty het side romance with a lady love who is so sweet and soft spoken that you underestimate what an absolute MVP she is. Acting that ranges from fantastic to terrible. (Looking at you, Nuan!) Absolutely stunning costumes.

Gayer version of: Dynasty, but also I Claudius (what with all the murder).

Recommended? Ye-es? It's more soap opera than BL, so keep that in mind. And there's a lot of Rich People Bullshit. But if you're okay with that, I do recommend it! It ate my brain for several weeks, after all. And if you liked Laws of Attraction, you absolutely MUST see at least a couple of episodes, to experience the whiplash of the difference between Film's roles in those two shows.

Watched on: YouTube

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3goS7DVeto

Gay OK Bangkok (Seasons 1 and 2)

What's it about? A bunch of friends, boyfriends, hookups and acquaintances, and how they handle their relationships and life's other issues.

Genre: slice of life

Watch if you enjoy: People who feel like actual people. Down to earth relationship drama that doesn't necessarily end well for everyone. Compassion towards the characters even if they're sometimes being dicks. Multiple PSAs about HIV prevention. A relatively short run. (Season 1 is 5x30 minutes, season 2 7x45.)

Gayer version of: Oddly enough, I want to say 90s Degrassi. (The fact that Degrassi was the first show I ever saw that handled HIV may have something to do with it.)

Recommended? Yes! Season 1 is absolutely brilliant, and only some technical issues (soundmix, lack of subtitles for written info) kept me from putting it among my absolute favourites. Season 2 has more and longer episodes but less of a red thread, which means that while all the individual scenes are still well written and well acting, the first half in particular feels a little aimless. But it comes back swinging in the last few eps, and I have also seen viewers who preferred season 2 over season 1!

Watched on: YouTube

Trailer (sorry about the double subtitles): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3CJ9PiSSR0

Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna / She loves to cook, she loves to eat

What's it about? Nomoto's hobby is cooking, but she lives alone and always ends up making too much food. One day, she notices how much food her neighbour Kasuga brings home and gets an idea: maybe Kasuga would like to eat some of what she cooks!

Genre: romcom

Watch if you enjoy: Sweet, understated, tentative romance. Lots and LOTS of cooking/eating scenes. (Don't watch while hungry! Do watch to get kitchen inspiration, if you are so inclined!) Lesbian self-discovery. Lots of serious issues in a fluffy setting: class, misogyny, heteronormativity, fat shaming, family hierarchies, and more.

Gayer version of: Julie and Julia

Recommended? Yes! It's very sympathetic and not very long (10 episodes of 15 minutes). The ending is a little unresolved, but fortunately there's a second season promised for 2024.

Between this and Old Fashion Cupcake, I do wonder if all Japanese QLs double as food porn...

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer (no subtitles): https://mubi.com/en/films/she-loves-to-cook-and-she-loves-to-eat/trailer

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #laws of attraction #laws of attraction the series #khun chai #to sir with love #la pluie #gay ok bangkok #gay ok bangkok 2 #tsukuritai onna to tabetai onna #she loves to cook and she loves to eat #katta's ql reviews

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mejomonster · 1 year

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I started Never Let Me Go part 1 ep 1:

1. Oh my god they batmanned the main character immediately. No time wasting. Turning 18, loves his dad, setup to fulfill family legacy, just wants dad alive and proud of his dad? Dad shot in the RAIN WHILE EXITING

Screaming crying in the rain oh My god

Don't get me wrong, I loved it, I'm loving the setup, it's just WOW do u see it coming they got real quick to the point I love it

2. STAR STUDDED CAST at least 3 guys from The Gifted Graduation and I'm beyond hype about it, I'm absolutely over the moon. My favorite dude is in this I'm practically in tears <3 ;-;

3. For that matter, the vibes? Actually REALLY similar to The Gifted. More realism rather than sci fi, so like The Eclipse. But visually and tonally it's leaning FAR HEAVIER into serious plot like The Gifted with queer relationships IN it but not like the main point. The Eclipse balanced both a murder mystery political protest plot WITH some very ship style shot scenes of boys standing super close and flirting for the sake of a flirty scene, but a bit subverted in that Khaotung and all queer characters on the show were heavily clearly coded as queer men, khaotungs character as a femme queer man, and so those bl fluffy romance type cliches had a certain realism to them even when the cheesy usual music played. I expect THIS show is going to go the 3 Will Be Free route, where there's a main queer romance as a center point but it's not going to be presented too reliant on fluffy shippy they fell on each other and MUSIC SWELLED CUTESY scenes. Oh sure, they may share a shower or fall on each other for sure! But I think the romantic tropes will be handled in a more grounded way as a compliment/intensification to the plot and character romance rather than the vehicles that PUSH the romance and story to begin with. (Actually now thinking about it both The Eclipse AND GAP do a really good job using cutesy fluff tropes but as a compliment to a queer character focused story to like make me feel great I Get a gushy cute over the top scene while still feeling it makes logical sense for the story). So basically... I think tonally this show is going to be like Not Me and 3 Will Be Free and I'm SO HYPE FOR IT. It's my personal preference. I imagine it'll feel initially "slow" to some people, but for me it feels the intro episode is setting up and introducing the individual characters and arcs and themes and setup well which is a good strong opening. (GAP does this while also playing with cute tropes so you can do both if you want a slightly less heavy opening ep).

4. LOVE the visuals. Again, reminds me a LOT of The Gifted Graduation visually in color choices - it's more colorful like Moonlight Chicken, but there's also a lot of more muted looking color choices that remind me of The Gifted. That make the school feel realistic rather than rom com set (like I love Bad Buddy and I love its design choices but it also leans into the bright vivid visual style which is more sitcom and romcom then heavy drama palette). The color scheme is a lot more like The Eclipse, The Gifted, Girl From Nowhere, more muted and I'm hoping it's an indication we'll get some suspense and mystery in the story like other Thai shows that go for these kinds of visuals.

5. I'm happy to say it feels like it's own thing and not a kinnporsche knockoff. I definitely Want more gang grey moral character gay adventure stories even if they are heavily inspired by other stuff or not (I LOVE 3 will be free, manner of death, history 3 trapped, and am always happy for more thriller gay stuff). But when I initially heard this show premise I expected a mafia boss and bodyguard premise. While it may eventually evolve into that setup.... these initial characters are NOT like kinn and Porsche. They're 18 for one and both in the point of life of deciding life paths, which changes the whole trajectory wildly (and in this rare instance despite me not liking high school settings I like the choice... they're 18 truly about to go to college. And the premise reminds me of The Gifted so I imagine the transition of some innocence to no innocence and involved in the corruption of the world and reality fully and no longer being naive and needing to make hard decisions will be major themes in this. Or at LEAST feature at some point. And people becoming adults are a decent character choice for telling that kind of story.) I just like a Lot of the unique choices this shows opening with, I didn't expect a story this thought out and I'm excited

And I'm only done with ep 1 part 1!!! I'm hype

#lb #never let me go

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ravixen · 2 years

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Heyy, I was checking the masterlist, and could I request a vocal unit to yall's first kiss together, like the one you did for hh unit? Thank you :) your work is great, they get me so immersed hahaha

svt + first kiss (pt 2)

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➔ 986 words ➔ notes: fluff ; thank you for your kind words! the biggest struggle is to not go in too deep with setting the scene. if i don't stop myself, the paragraphs get too long haha if you liked this, pls reblog! it helps with visibility

JEONGHAN: for all his teasing, your relationship is something he's completely serious about, so unsurprisingly, he's one of the most straight forward. or at least, he wants to be, but with you standing in front of him like this, tongue peeking out the corner of your mouth as you decorate a cake for his friends, he can't help messing with you. it's because he loves you, he swears; your reactions are too cute. "hey, y/n, you have something here." he taps his cheek, and you wipe yours with the back of your hand. "is it frosting? i swear the mixer has a mind of its own...did i get it?" he shakes his head, which only makes you frown. "what the heck? where is it?" "here, let me get it," he murmurs, and before you can register what he's doing, he's pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips and pulling back just as quickly. "got it." but the grin he's giving you is way too self-satisfied. nose wrinkling in embarrassment, you try to brush it off as annoyance, poking his chest with your finger. "was there actually anything there?" he gives a non-committal shrug.

JOSHUA: the romantic in him wants to mimic the romcoms he's grown up with, and of all the tropes he could've chosen, he decides that kissing in the rain is the way to go. the only issue is that he's impatient and the forecast for the next week predicts only sun. you seem happy about that at least, already texting in the group chat for a beach day, but he can be resourceful. he has a hose and twelve friends who would go to the ends of the earth and back for him...with the right amount of pleading, negotiating, and blackmail, of course. when joshua asks you to come over, you don't think much of it. but the fact that he's waiting outside for you with a scheming grin? the way his friends are jostling each other beside the house, clearly trying to hide but in vain? the ― wait, is that a hose in soonyoung's hands? why are there sprinklers everywhere? you're frozen at the end of the driveway despite joshua's waving. "it's nothing bad, i swear!" he says, but you've taken one step and now there's water everywhere. laughing, he jogs over to you and pulls you in a quick kiss, ignoring the cheering behind him.

JIHOON: he groans, swatting away your hands to burrow further into his blankets. "jihoon, you told me to wake you up in 20 minutes. it's been 20 minutes." "20 more minutes," he mutters, voice muffled. the bed dips as you sit on the edge. "you're going to regret procrastinating, y'know," you remind him. "yeah, but it's a problem for me to deal with later." this isn't like him. if you could, you'd let him sleep for as long as he wants, but a deadline is coming up, and once he's more awake, he'll definitely be sulking over the wasted time. you shake his shoulder one more time before leaning your cheek against it. a hand slinks out of his blanket shield to pat your head, making you smile. "what's it going to take to get my sleeping beauty out of bed, hm?" nuzzling into him, you murmur, "will true love's kiss do the trick?" his hand stills at that. it takes a few seconds, but his eyes emerge over the edge of his defense. there's a hopeful gleam to them, and you know you've got him. "your prince is extra tired today. might take two kisses."

SEOKMIN: he's not nervous. he's not. so what if he shoves his friends every time they ask if you've kissed yet? so what if he buries his face in his hands every time they tease him? it doesn't mean anything. he can kiss you whenever he wants; he just hasn't done it because of...reasons. he's so lost in his mental justifications that he doesn't realize you're calling him until you twiddle your fingers in his face. "hello? earth to seokmin?" you hold up a throw pillow when you have his attention. "i was asking what you think of this color. my dad's insisting that they work with the curtains, but i don't think they do." and you're looking at him with such expectant eyes, waiting for him to agree with you, but he's on your dad's side for this one. "i think he's right," he says, stepping forward to kiss you and muffle your hum of disagreement. he didn't mean to sway your opinion by offering bribes, but it worked because now you're at the checkout with four of those pillows.

SEUNGKWAN: while his hands are splotched red from the cold, frozen from your impromptu snowball fight in the park, his heart can't be warmer. you're standing over him, blocking the light from his face, panted breaths turning white in the air. laying on the ground in a daze, he comes to the conclusion that your smile can rival the sun. "i won," you crow, pulling him to his feet. as he shakes the snow from his back, he snorts. "not in a fair way. that last one was dirty, and you know it," he grumbles. you roll your eyes. "says the one who tackled me two rounds ago. c'mon, you big baby, let's go meet up with soonyoung before he blows up your phone again." you offer him a hand. "if you're pouty about it, how about we call it a draw?" he stares at your hand, and just when you're about to retract it with a roll of your eyes, he takes it and pulls you to him. he's sure his lips are chapped and frosty, but at that moment, he swears nothing could've been more perfect. "a draw's fine with me," he says once he takes a step back.

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spikesbimbo · 3 years

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Puppy Love

Paring: Hirugami x f!reader

Cw: NO SMUT, FLUFF ONLY, pregnancy/family mention, subspace mention, cheating mention

A/N: Gami brainnrot ever since @/chaotickatts said we were compatible, and thanks to @/kmorgzz for the idea

fun fact: i “stole” my first puppy and got a three year old purebred gsd for free, and also my former pug (rest in peace baby) (that i also go for free) and my best friends Pomeranian were also close as us.

I abuse the park trope

Summary: Walking dogs with the love of your life

Word count: 1.3k

You don't know what compelled you to let him have the little lap dogs to walk, or why you choose the biggest one, the heavy set lab, only 6 months old, dragging you around like a rope.

You two volunteered to walk the dogs at the shelter so they could get their kennels cleaned, you immediately finding the dogs that matched yourself personality, hyper and uncontrollable waiting to be ‘freed’ from the room.

The yellow lab, named honeybun, wouldn't leave your side, slapping his paw at you trying to get your attention, you immediately cooing at how cute he was.

“Hirooo, look how cute he is'' you said, batting your eyelashes at your boyfriend. You often day dreamed about adopting them all, getting a piece of land big enough to let them play in your yard, to which he supported saying, “let me get through vet school first” being in his fifth year.

You've been lucky to know him so long, becoming friends in middle school after you consoled him about his mistake in volleyball practice, not being able to walk by someone so noticeably but not visibly distraught, sitting beside him and letting him talk it out, noticing he doesn’t react well to disappointments.

He confessed to you in your 3rd year of highschool after you realized you liked him, then distancing yourself from him for a few weeks before he knew what was wrong. It happened to be some tv drama shit of him catching you in the rain after not seeing you for a whole two weeks, running up to you, to which you started running the other way before he caught you by your wrist and dragged you into him, your two making eye contact until the tension led you two to kiss, with the rain still falling, painting a perfect picture.

Being his friend first also came with the perk of meeting his family as friends, not lovers, which you were glad because they didn't mind friends but seeing that his family was so influential, they'd probably choose someone of the same class to set him up with.

But when he announced you two were dating they welcomed you with open arms, already loving you, his sister now calling you her sister in law officially, doing it to you behind his back before you two were dating, making you avoid his eyes for the rest of the day.

In fact she was the one who convinced Hirugami that you liked him, and that's why you were shying away from him, ultimately leading to your relationship. Bless her.

You turned your head to look at him snuggling up in the corner with the pomeranian and the pug, the two being inseparable, him already making up his mind on who to walk first. You wondered how you got so blessed.

He was such a pretty man, such a good person inside and out. You knew that he had admirers besides you, and you dont blame them. I mean looking at him right now, playing with the little dogs on his lap was enough to send your heart into overdrive.

You sometimes let your worries get to you, thinking he was with another person due to his mutable nature, even though he has given you no reason to believe that. But he always proved you wrong, putting you first, paying attention to no one except you, you being the sun to his earth.

You were brought back to reality by honeybun’s paw slapping you once again accompanied by a whine this time, letting you know he was getting impatient.

“Are you ready honey?” you said in a baby voice, not being able to contain yourself due to his cuteness.

You grabbed his leash, hooking it onto his collar along with Hirugami doing the same, the two of you walk out, him holding the door for you while you get borderline dragged by the big puppy you were walking. Him holding back his laugh, trying not to get his ass beat by you later.

You tried to walk alongside him, but you failed. Honeybun being distracted by every little thing, pulling you along with him. Everything in the park was interesting, the leaves falling were interesting, the sticks on the ground were interesting, the water bowl on the ground was interesting, he pulled you once again, Your arm was definitely going to feel sore tomorrow.

He finally stopped to pee, giving you a break. Turning your head to see your boyfriend behind you, a smile on his face as he walks closer to you with the little dogs sticking by his side. Lucky him.

Suddenly you felt you arm get pulled again but this time it was much stronger, so strong that it dragged you off your feet, you letting go of the leash, trying to see what this was all about, until you saw honeybun chasing a squirrel the fastest you ever seen him run. Luckily the park was fenced it.

You heard a mumbled giggle, followed by a laugh that he wasn't even trying to hide anymore.

“Ow” you started, standing up wiping your butt. “That's not funny” you continued, putting on a facade, your pout backing it. Did it hurt, yes. Did you care, no. But you wouldn't let him get away from it without babying you.

You loved how he took care of you, and he loved taking care of you just as much. If you didn't want to do something yourself, he would gladly do it. Your demure side coming out when he did, your innocent eyes gazing at him, putting you in an almost half-ass subspace.

He whistled and ultimately got honeybun back taking the leash in his hand, the yellow dog sniffing your butt, noticing your hurt, “You want me to take him?” he asks, rubbing your back. You look at honeybun, him sitting and his puppy eyes coming out almost in a form of sorry.

“Nah im good, as long as you'll be a good boy” you said, bending down enough to be eye level with the dog.

You two walked back to the shelter together, hand in hand this time. Honeybun trying his best not to get distracted. The little dogs still sticking by his side until they got back to their kennels. You two said goodbye to them, the little dogs enjoying the praise and petting, and then in the end getting to honeybun, him shoving his face into your neck, giving you kisses everywhere, thanking god you didn't have any makeup on right now, then switching his attention to hirugami doing the same. You two got up and said goodbye to the workers, waving at the dogs one last time.

“I miss them already” you said walking out of the building, sad that you couldn't adopt them all right now, he unsurprisingly felt the same.

“Pinky promise love, we'll get them all one day, with a big yard just like you want” he said wrapping his finger around yours, making your heartbeat a little faster, hoping that day would soon come.

You two drove home, the both of you loving staying indoors excited to finally rest. You ordering take out with “daddy's money” and some cheap wine from the gas station, putting on some romcom that y'all were flaming the whole time.

You two were laughing at every scene, making you choke on your food leading to him slapping the shit out of your back making it go away, eventually.

Saying something along the lines of “vet and med school are similar, i know what i'm doing”. To which you disagree because that one time you had a pregnancy scare, his first thought was to get an ultrasound instead of taking a pregnancy test. Luckily you weren’t.

Your eyes got heavy, your head now resting on his chest, the food being long gone, along with him caressing your body giving you forehead kisses every once in a while, putting you in a trance.

You were so lucky, having a spiritual and physical connection with him, emotionally bonding every chance you got. Not being afraid to express your wants and fantasies, knowing that he loved you unconditionally. You felt like you were in a dream, and you never wanted to wake up.

#hirugami sachirou #hirugami x reader #hirugami fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu fluff #hirugami Drabble #haikyuu drabbles

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belphegor1982 · 2 years

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Summer Camp AU+Coming Out Fic for your OT3

(Send me two tropes from this list + characters and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story!)

Ooh, let’s see. (I totally didn’t have to do a spot of research about summer camps because while I’ve been to one when I was about 8 or 9 I’m pretty sure it would’ve been different from a British or American camp, nope :P)

17-year-old Tommy Ferguson is spending two months in Oxford (there actually are summer camps in Oxford and Cambridge!) and because his luck is the worst sometimes, he’s assigned a bed in a room a posh bully and regular customer has considered his for years. Surprisingly, his new roommate Jonathan stands up for him even though he doesn’t know Tommy at all and is definitely just as posh as the others (but he knows the bully and he wasn’t looking forward to spending the summer with him as a roommate).

They strike up a friendship; it turns out that Tommy’s mum scrimped and saved for this camp because it’s very history-focused and Tommy is a history nerd, while Jonathan and his sister Evy are there because their parents are abroad (working) for the summer.

So our two lads become fast friends (while Evy has her own friends and is focused on studying – except what she’s studying isn’t necessarily what her actual classes cover…), tentatively flirt with each other with varying success, until one evening they just go from “hey, d’you want to kiss” to “okay, this is really really nice” and to “we should’ve been doing this all along!?” Neither being out yet (and Tommy being baffled at liking anyone that way in the first place), they keep it a secret.

Except a shy, bookish girl walks in on them one day and just. Goes red and apologises.

Elizabeth McAllister has mostly kept to herself so far, because while she does have really good friends in school she doesn’t know anyone in camp. Nevertheless, the three of them become friends. Also Evy likes nerding out with Tommy and Elizabeth on the occasion she hangs out with her brother.

Meanwhile, Jonathan is flailing internally because 1) he loves his baby sister, he really does, but he likes to compartmentalise things and 2) nobody knows he’s bi and he’d like to keep it that way (at least for now). He’s fairly sure his family wouldn’t react badly, but two blokes in his form got beaten up last year because they were caught kissing, so. Y’know. Not taking any chances.

Days pass, the trio grows closer and more comfortable around each other – they sit together, they do chores and activities together, they help each other with classes, and sometimes their hands or shoulders or knees brush each other’s and it feels… good? And right? There isn’t even any jealousy, just some kind of yearning to reach out and hold, because they already just fit together so well they might as well take the extra leap.

In the end they don’t really remember who kisses whom first, but they know it’s raining like a bloody romcom and they really want to keep kissing each other where it’s dry. So the three of them go to the shelter of Jonathan’s room and they hang their clothes out to dry, stealing kisses and laughing, and… in comes Evy to borrow a book from her brother :3 Who has his lips on Tommy’s neck and his hand around Elizabeth’s waist, while they also have their hands all over him and each other, soooo the cat’s out of the bag big time.

(They haven’t progressed very far and are all still wearing underwear. Thankfully :P)

Evy blinks, says “Oh, that makes sense” and asks about the book, because she’s twelve and she has Priorities. Then, because Jonathan is white as a sheet and Tommy and Elizabeth are incredibly flustered, the four of them have a little conversation at the end of which Evy makes Jonathan swear up and down that if he’s going to keep up that “kissing other people” nonsense to please make sure to leave some kind of subtle “do not disturb” sign on the door? Or, y’know, lock it?

(It’s the most earnest, fervent promise Jonathan ever makes.)

Evy also promises not to breathe a word to their parents until he’s ready but really, Jon. It’s Mum and Dad. You should know better.

They all have a really, really good summer, and the trio are looking forward to university next year so they can be flatmates ;o)

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There you go! Thank you so much 💜 I’ll publish your other asks ASAP :o)

#mon OT3 à moi #my stuff #fanfiction #kinda #ask reply #AUs

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lovelykei · 4 years

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Cliches come in three’s✨

Okay maybe I went a bit crazy with this one.. I just got so much information from @i-sleep-like-napoleon that I couldn’t help but let the inspiration flow. Not to mention I feel really strongly about mental illness and self harming so I really wanted this to make her happy. I can’t do much, I’m just a girl on tumblr writing stories, but if I can make just one person feel better about their body or their scars or just themselves in general. That’s enough for me. This is another flower shop request! I hope you guys like this one aswell!❣️

It was too much. Lately things just keep falling apart. Sure maybe some of them were minor inconveniences like your pants ripping yesterday. But we all get overwhelmed when the tide gets too high. Which is why you now found yourself leaning on a tree behind your school. Your eyes fluttered close as you took in your surroundings. The birds, the wind blowing through the trees, the grass swaying back and forth. Within minutes you were knocked out. Around 1 hour later you woke up wrapping your jacket tighter around your body. Your eyes shot open as you looked around frantically, until you saw a familiar bed head. “I didn’t have a jacket so when I pulled it closer to me I got surprised and that’s why I jumped, hey aren’t you in the volleyball club I think I’ve seen you around before” you were rambling. The dark haired male looked at you, his mouth hung open as he kept staring at you. “And now you’re staring it’s because I’m rambling right? Yeah I uhm do that, ramble I mean. Sometimes I just get nervous and /this/ is making me nervous.. it’s like some cliche romcom and...” your rambling was abruptly cut off when the male infront of you let out a hearty laugh. “I am in the volleyball club yes, I’m Kuroo Tetsurou and practice started 5 minutes ago but I didn’t feel comfortable leaving you here by yourself.” He stood up and dusted off his pants before turning and getting ready to leave. “Just give me back the jacket later, we gotta keep the romcom trope going after all” and just like that he was gone. “okay if an animal starts talking to me right now I’m pulling up to school in a princess dress tomorrow” you muttered to yourself before standing up and dusting yourself off.

It had already been about one month since you met Kuroo and....you haven’t talked since. So much for you romcom. Infact you hadn’t seen him around at all, you thought about going to the gym to give him his jacket back but..there’s people in the gym. And kuroos jacket was extremely comfortable, since he was so tall the jacket really wrapped your whole body up. Maybe that’s why you were getting punished, karma was coming for you because you stole an innocent mans volleyball club jacket you thought as you looked outside. The sound of the rain hit the windows, harshly reminding you of the umbrella you forgot to bring. When the bell rang you slowly packed your stuff up, there’s no reason to rush out in the rain anyways. But no matter how slowly you moved you were now at the door. The last shield from the pouring rain outside. “Now is when he should show up, this is key point in a romcom, walking home in the rain” you muttered to yourself as you pulled your hood over your head. “You forgot your umbrella? We should come up with a name to our movie already” you turned your head so fast you almost gave yourself whiplash. He motioned you closer with a smirk and unwrapped his umbrella. “Let’s go princess, your knight in shining armor is here” you weren’t about to deny the shelter that came with the umbrella. “I’ll have you know I’m n o t a damsel in distress and I could run home in the rain-“

“Oh okay I’ll just go then-“ “hold on you didn’t let me finish. I could run home in the rain but this is important plot development, after this the crush phase starts” you said and grabbed ahold of his arm. “No no the crush phase started after I gave you the jacket” he voiced and opened the door for you guys to go out. “Maybe but then we would’ve had to be simping from a distance, you know seen that at the lunch line or by-“ you were rudely interrupted by the loud crash of thunder booming through the streets. Naturally when someone is scared they will cling onto the nearest thing, that’s just how it works. So there you were practically hanging of off Kuroo. “You’re scared of thunder? So now according to the laws of romcoms I’m obliged to atleast hold your hand-” he paused to wrap an arm under your thighs supporting your body. “But apparently we’re not writing a slow burn so we’re skipping to second half of the movie, where you desperately throw yourself into my arms.” “This thunder won’t last forever and when it stops-..” you muttered against the crook of his neck before once again getting interrupted by the booming sound. A shiver ran down kuroos spine as your breath hit his neck. “Hey we’re in the second half of our romcom, call me Tetsurou” Kuroo wanted to rub your back and tell you everything was gonna be alright, but he still had to cover you guys with the umbrella. Almost as if you could feel his dilemma you spoke up again. “Thank you for calming me down ku-Tetsurou. You can call me y/n”

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Since the day you walked home in the rain with kuroo you guys had built some type of relationship. Constantly bumping into eachother in the most cliche ways. Suddenly you’re partners in chemistry class? You didn’t even know you guys had that class together. You got locked in the storage room together, 2am calls became a thing when he found out about your bad sleeping habits. It was one of those 2am calls that led you to your current situation. You and Tetsurou were sitting on your roof, stargazing and talking about everything and anything. “Can you imagine yakus face when he realized lev ran away??” He leaned back, holding himself up with his hands as he laughed. The moonlight shone on him making him seem almost ethereal. His hair fell lazily over his face and his eyes, his hazel eyes shone beautifully as he gazed up at the moon. “What were you doing sleeping by that tree? You know the first time we met” he asked softly and looked at you. A soft smile spread on your face as you recalled that day. “escaping. When reality gets too overwhelming I escape” you replied softly leaning back to look at the stars. “Do you ever..escape in other ways..not by just taking a nap against a tree?” Although his tone was light you could feel an underlying troubled tone. “You shouldn’t ask questions you already have answers to” you whispered back. The stars in the sky suddenly shone just a bit too bright, or atleast that’s what you told yourself when you closed your eyes. 1..2..3..4 you started counting, trying to even out your breathe when you felt Kuroo lift your hand. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. “W what are you doing?” Your voice shaked ever so slightly. “Kissing your scars” “I’ve never seen that in a uhm.. in a romcom” you tried to joke and pull your arm away from him, but he held it firmly. “Then this’ll be the first one, I’m not done yet keep still.” He made his way all the way from your wrist to your shoulder, kissing each scar individually. You were frozen, 6 months ago you never would’ve thought you’d be sitting on your rooftop with the volleyball club captain while he kisses your scars. “T that’s alright Kuroo y you don’t have to keep kissing them im fine now” the words awkwardly fell through your lips. “That was a while ago, I mean.. not thaaat that long ago but still uhm a while ago, sometimes we just do stuff and then the stuff is done and you end up with scars but truly I-“ Fireworks. Butterflies? Fireworks and butterflies? You weren’t too sure what was going on in your heart and tummy. All you knew was that Kuroo Tetsurou was kissing you, his soft lips molded perfectly against yours and you couldn’t help but melt in his embrace. You had never been kissed like this before, with so much love and sincerity. It was addicting, and you never wanted this to stop but eventually you had to pull away. “We’re at the part in the romcom where I can do that right? I can cut you off with a kiss?” His eyes met yours, his forehead was resting against yours and his hand was softly cupping your cheek. “Cliches come in three’s” you whispered against his lips. Kuroo didn’t reply he just made a sound of uncertainty. “Giving me your jacket, walking home in the rain, kissing under the stars our three key cliches” the blood rushes to your cheeks as you were explaining. The quiet that followed did nothing to calm your nerves and you were just about to start over analyzing when his silky voice rang out. “I like that, that’s our movie name then Cliches come in three’s” he placed another innocent peck against your lips before pulled you on top of his chest as he laid down. “Let’s stay like this for a while” Who were you to deny the shelter that came in the form of kuroos arms.

#kuroo #kuroo x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq imagines #hq kuroo #kuroo imagine

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positivitypeeps · 3 years

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VALENTINE’S DAY ASKS!

1. Do you have a crush on anyone?

Not at the moment.

2. What’s your favorite candy?

Anything chocolate and caramel. I’m also down for a good Reese’s.

3. Favorite Love Song

“I See The Light” from Tangled (Also best Disney song ever, in my humble opinion)

4. What was your first kiss like?

Out of college and haven’t had it yet, and that’s okay!

5. What was your last kiss like?

See Number 4.

6. Sexual/Romantic Orientation

Straight

7. Do you prefer poems or love letters?

Love letters. Be more direct with your feelings, ya know?

8. Favorite Fanfic Trope

When Person A shields Person B from danger. Extra point if neither knows the other loves them. More bonus points if Person B goes ham afterward, shields them in return, begs them to stay awake, confesses they love them...

9. Have you ever been in love?

Don’t think so???

10. Favorite Milkshake Flavor

Blasphemy, but I don’t like milkshakes. I’m down for a good vanilla bean or cookie dough ice cream, though.

11. Dinner Dates or Brunch Dates?

Brunch. I’m a slut for breakfast food.

12. Favorite Flowers?

Standard rose is fine. I also love lilacs.

13. Favorite Perfume/Cologne

Pretty much anything vanilla or flowery scented. No specific brand.

14. Favorite Candle Scent

Apple Cinnamon

15. What’s your ideal first date?

Just meeting up for a nice dinner somewhere and talking, especially if I haven’t known them long. If we’ve been friends for awhile, them a movie night would be cool. (Not when Corona’s happening though, obviously)

16. Favorite Love Story

I don’t watch romance stuff THAT often, but I’d have to say my favorite strictly romance media I’ve seen in a while would be the film “Your Name.” Check it out if you haven’t!

17. What’s the most attractive thing a person could wear?

Formal wear. I’d definitely go weak seeing a good looking guy in a suit.

18. Chocolate, Vanilla, or Red Velvet?

Vanilla

19. Snow, Rain, or Sun?

Sun

20. Sweetest Romatic Memory?

I don’t have any. Lol

21. Favorite Dating Sim (and character)?

I don’t play any anymore. I played a TON of those “Shall We Date?” sims in middle school and early high school though.

22. Fictional Crushes?

Shota Aizawa from My Hero Academia. Tadashi Hamada from Big Hero 6. A lot of animated men, you will find.

23. What’s your dream wedding like?

Something fun, not something that has to be entirely steeped in tradition. I’m fine with it just being at home in a simple venue, but I’m open to a Disney or tropical ceremony too.

24. What makes you blush?

Compliments. Literally any kind of touch from someone I find even mildly attractive.

25. Do you believe in love at first sight?

Maybe not necessarily love, but I do think you can sense when you can have a strong connection with someone.

26. Do you believe in soulmates?

Yes.

27. Denim Jackets, Leather Jackets, or Bomber Jackets?

Denim - you can do a lot with them.

28. What’s your sign?

Gemini

29. Are you single?

Indeed I am.

30. Do you prefer to charm, or be charmed?

Depends on the situation, I guess. Primarily to be charmed.

31. Guitar or Piano?

Piano

32. Favorite RomCom (or Romantic Movie)?

Said it before, but “Your Name/Kimi no na Wa”

33. Do you fall in love easily?

I’d say not, since it hasn’t happened yet.

34. Valentine’s Decorations: Yay or Nay?

As long as it’s a tasteful amount.

35. Would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? What’s your dream proposal?

To be proposed to - privately in a beautiful setting, just me and my partner.

36. Cloud Gazing or Star Gazing?

Star Gazing.

37. Do you like to dance?

Yes, though I’m only good if it’s choreographed for me.

38. What’s your OTP?

Y’all, don’t get me started. Kyoru (Fruits Basket), KiriBaku (My Hero Academia), Springles (Attack on Titan)...

39. Kittens or Puppies?

Puppies, though I love both.

40. Coffee, Hot Chocolate, or Tea?

Tea. I can’t stand the taste of the other two.

41. Favorite Soda?

Any kind of root beer. I’m also down for a standard Coke.

42. Do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

Very specific, but gazing out the window.

43. Favorite ABBA Song?

“Slipping Through My Fingers” or “My Love, My Life” - don’t know why I gravitated toward the motherly songs but there you go.

44. Favorite Pajamas?

Some nice fuzzy PJ pants and a T-shirt

45. Favorite Liquor?

I don’t drink.

46. Do you think about love a lot?

Yeah.

47. A Walk in the Park or a Walk on the Beach?

On the beach.

48. Hand Kisses or Nose Kisses?

Hand Kisses. Make me feel like royalty.

49. What’s your dreamhouse?

Doesn’t have to be a mansion or anything. Not necessarily in a bustling city, but I don’t want it to be somewhere rural either. My goal is to have space for a decent library and a screening room.

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lila-sarows · 4 years

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TCT Ep 3 thoughts!

Y’all I straight up gasped when i saw the luminary notification, I’m loving this system. Spoilers below!

CALEB YOU DORK he practices conversations in the car i love him so much

“LIKE A NORMAL AMOUNT” oh my god he’s hopeless

This theme song still slaps

I’m loving this parallel between Adam being “ready for everything” and Caleb feeling utterly lost (although he’s so self-deprecating... i’m worried. did something happen or is this generalized senior stress?)

These time skips are so cool!! However I already know I’m gonna lose track of what’s happening when

“How do you think I feel!” Adam. Adam he’s an empath

I missed Adam the conspiracy nerd. He gets so excited! Reminds me of their stakeouts.

This has every romcom trope I’ve ever wanted

Personally I always end my lies with “and that makes sense!”. works every time

I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT THE INSTA STORY SONGS. the LAYERS of this show

Caitlin is a good friend and this whisper-fight is so funny (HE THINKS YOUR PJS ARE COOL)

Caleb’s freakout moment is perfect. Briggon Snow i owe u my life the acting and the writing is 🏼🏼🏼

“I always was going to be thing that holds him back” Caleb?? Hey Caleb?? Buddy???

Caleb is so fucking in love I can’t stand it

Ok ngl i am very confused on what was going on. It sounds like they entered the bell tower and it... stopped raining? Or they went into the future aka Oct 3rd? If anyone understood this part and wants to explain it to me I’m all ears

The sound design is amazing though!

They’re so adorable you guys. They’re having adventures and giggling

Mark and Caleb continue to be the chaotic duo we know and love. Can’t wait to hear Mark again!

Kids. kiddos. I love you but what are you doing. the tension here is off-the-charts.

Okay here are some slightly more collected thoughts

I am loving the awkwardness and the pining and the romcom vibes. It fuels me. HOWEVER even if they’re both obviously still in love, it’s clear there’s a lot they need to work on and talk about. It sounds like Caleb really hurt Adam, and also that Caleb has some major self esteem issues. It reminds me of the conflict in "Against the World,” which makes sense - that was one of their very last episodes.

There was very little plot in this episode and even less plot that I understood but if i’m being honest I’m really just here for the characters, so, whatever!

They are KILLING IT with the music. Hope they release a soundtrack because I want to listen to that acoustic guitar song on a loop.

#the college tapes #tct #the college tapes spoilers #tct spoilers #if anyone has any theories hmu!

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aloera · 3 years

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The ask prompt is too long to fit into an ask TT_TT but here's the doc for it docs(.)google(.)com/document/d/1yDI7iFRhOJ8ENv_IwZAo3rDSUqj80EiJROS10RzRbj4/edit

the lengths u are going for this,,, much appreciated you're very sweet!!!

prompts + answers under the cut!!

INTRODUCTION

Name: aloera

AO3 account: aloera

Fandoms you write for: bnha

How many stories have you written so far: 19

FANFICTION PROFILE

What's your favorite fandom to write for? hmm,,, used to do pjo and eah (ever after high) and eah was fun as fuck i will say!!! i think bnha is my fav mostly bc i made the most friends in this fandom :D

What's your favorite character/person to write for? bkg and kirishima!! cannot choose do not make me <3

Fic you'd want to improve? probably what we deserve? i rushed the beginning and the confession is a bit stilted imo

Hardest fic you've written? between lion and men -_- bc there is so much canon compliant stuff i've gotta write out before i get to the divergence and its HARD

Easiest fic you've written? come home to me!!! it happened so easily,,, no second guessing no writers block just vibes <33 was lovely i miss it

What would you say is the most "famous" fic you've ever written? also probably come home to me? its got the most interaction

first line of the first fic you've ever written and published. [not including my 2014 ffnet fics] "The bell rings, class starts, and Katsuki and Midoriya are inexplicably absent." from come home to me

Have you ever done a collab with another writer? yes!!!!! on two separate occasions and its so fucking fun i highly recommend trying it out its the best

Do you beta? if asked but honestly im a shit beta lmao

Do you like joining fic fests/exchanges? depends on what i have going on irl but in general yeah!!

FANFICTION PREFERENCES

Fluff or angst? definitely fluff

"OCs" or "Reader" inserts? reader inserts!! have been going ham on them recently

Blurbs or drabbles? blurbs!!

One thing you love about fanfiction i just. i really love slice of life romance?? and most media doesn't give you that bc its dedicated to plot and action and that's valid!! but fanfiction fills in the gap which is really nice

One thing you don't like about fanfiction most of the stuff i don't like is less about actual fanfiction and more about how people behave about it

What is/are your favorite fandom author/authors? IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! TURN IT UP!!!

bnha: hiuythn, rae_tnub, Moniix, Ata_Lanta, wrunic, chezka, PurplePersnickety, surveycorpsejean, mahadevi, arxaris, deviance, Oceanbreeze7, MikeWritesThings, bonnia, wonhaebunny, dinosuns

voltron: hiuythn, Oceanbreeze7, DeerstalkerDeathFrisbee, arahir, dinosuns,

and honorable mention to loveclouds im not even in the haikyuu fandom i just love their fics So Much

these are just the ones off the top of my head i have so many favourites idc if i'm only supposed 2 have one!! die mad about it!!!

What is your favorite trope? secret relationship + relationship reveal til the day i die babie <3 <3

Least favorite trope? hm,,, probably just like. angst lmao i cannot stand 90% of it

A fanfiction cliché that you can't help but love? coffeeshop aus,,,, so good

Do you have a type when it comes to pairings? the otp where its like. piece of shit + himbo = love. ex. krbk, catradora, jade/beck

Favorite setting/au? hm,,, truly i cannot pick one KGKSJNHKj but i really like college aus!! and modern aus!! and roommate aus!!

Explain the meaning of your favorite line of dialogue you've written as if someone hasn't read it in context. “He doesn’t know,” Katsuki says, softly. “My timer stopped and nothing happened. He’s not mine.”

the line is from what we deserve!! it's a soulmate au where your timer counts down to the moment that you meet your soulmate!! bakugou's timer ends at USJ when he and kirishima attack kurogiri at the same time (impulsive kings <33) but kirishima's timer doesn't end until kamino because that's when he accepts himself as bakugous soulmate!! unfortunately, when bakugous timer has reached 0, he turned to see that kirishima's was still ticking and therefore believes that kirishima isn't his soulmate.

this line just,, idk. it's really sad. bakugou is such an action-driven character? if something doesn't go his way he Makes it go his way. he's got this insanely volatile quirk and he's got impeccable control of it!! but his love for kirishima isn't something that he can change and he's not going to ruin kirishima's chance of finding his own soulmate because he loves him and wants him to be happy. i really wanted to focus on how resigned he is? and how unusual that is for a character like him.

Favorite trope/genre to write? again, secret relationship with relationship reveals <33 fluff in general is my wheelhouse!!!

A trope/genre you haven't written but think would be a fun challenge? idk if this counts?? have been working on some dead dove concepts!! its super different from what i normally write so its a cool challenge

The one trope/concept you'll never touch and why probably cheating/infidelity?? it just looks,,, super difficult to write well and i don't have enough of an interest in it to try it out

Which do you prefer to write: longer or shorter fics? shorter!! low attention span gang <3

Ideal length to read? 5-10k?

Ideal length to write? 4-8k!!

How long was the longest fic you've ever written? control fraek is around 28k i think?

Have you ever written an AU? yeah!! i've done restaurant au's, soulmate au's, pro hero aus, and fantasy aus (general, not the bnha fantasy ending)

What's your favorite AU trope? hm,, probably when two people in authority are in a secret relationship? ceo's/uni professors/etc etc

Have you ever written smut? yeah!! was. difficult tho

What's your comfort genre? (the one you fall on most in writing/reading) fluff,,, hurt/comfort,,, fix-it fics with happy endings <3

If you were to start writing in other fandoms, which would they be? maybe jjk?? the characters are really cool!!!! fr i might go back to my ever after high roots i love the characters and setting so Much its so fun!!! idec if no ones into it anymore!!!!!

Is there a trope you think you could be easily recognized by in your writing? i've had people say they saw the mention of buff hagakure and recognized it was me so. probably that skdjhnksjd

WRITING STYLE

How would you describe your style? i tend to use shorter sentences and pretty simple words i think? and i gravitate towards lighthearted concepts that allow for ensemble casts and humour!!

Describe your style in three words romcom but fanfic

Favorite words to use when writing? the word reverent!! fuckin love including it!!

Dialogue tags or no dialogue tags? (she said, he said, they said, etc) dialogue tags!!!

Favorite dialogue tag (other than said, if you use them) again idk if this counts but "they said softly" is unmatched

Long sentences vs short vs a mix short <33

What colors would you use to describe your writing? hm,,, depends on the fic i would say?? control fraek is dark green to me?? kinda like a forest at night yk?? scary but there's still life there. sugar cookies is yellow like early morning sunlight, when it rains is yellowy-orange like a caution sign. not gonna list all of them cause theres a lot its just. do u get it? the colours change based on the vibe of the fic.

What song or music genre would you use to describe your writing? think. i am constantly trying to emulate that moment at the end of wasteland baby when hozier goes "im in love/im in love with you."

What kind of metaphors do you rely on? religious metaphors my beloved <33 they're just so pretty!!! i also love comparing stuff to water for some reason?? like that ocean vuong quote thats like "what are you now?/water." it goes hard!!!

What's something you'd say is experimental in your writing at this time? definitely action!! i have,,, no idea how to write it so anything i do is really just me playing around and seeing what works and what doesn't

Do you prefer to write by hand or to type? i've tried both!! personally i prefer typing because it goes way faster but i will say that writing by hand lets me get words down when i'm going through writer's block

What is your preferred place to write (notebook, laptop, cellphone, etc.)? laptop!!

What app/apps do you use to write (word, notepad, etc.)? google docs skjdnkjh its fine on desktop but mobile is,,,,, disgusting

Do you keep a notebook or file/notes page in your phone/device for notes on your writing? ngl i just have everything organized in my drive?? one folder per fandom and then sub folders for ideas+hcs, unfinished wips, and finished fics. multichaps get sub sub folders so i can organize outlines and drafts

Do you listen to music to help you write? yeah!! playlists organized by fic vibe :D

Where do you usually go to write (bedroom, living room, etc.)? mostly in my bedroom??? but moving around to different stops helps too i think!!

How long does it usually take for you to write? again this depends on what i have going on irl, how attached i am to the idea, my mindset at the time, etc!! i am,, the least consistent person skjnhdkjh.

What's your favorite font to use when writing? times new roman my beloved

Other writing habits? sometimes i'll write in the dark?? bad for my eyes but for some reason it gets the words flowing

CONCEPTUALIZATION

How do you conceptualize your ideas? (See specific moments like they're a movie, writing specific lines in your head, don't know until you put the words on paper, etc.) i tend to get inspiration from movies, books, poems, or other fics!!! sometimes one line just makes me go oh,, i want to write something like that,,, and then it helps me create an idea that makes me feel the same way?? i did this with control fraek!!!! i wanted a scenario where bakugou was cold and calculating and i was like hm. to do that he’d have to be focusing on something important. and from there i was able to flesh out the rest of the idea.

Which comes first: the pairing or the plot? with krbk its always always the pairing,, i'll be sitting there like wow <33 i love them <33 what if one of them had amnesia <33 (which, yes, wip!!) otherwise it's usually the plot!! and i slot in characters that i feel make sense

Have you ever used a prompt? yeah!! used a prompt for wlw week 2020 and it was fun as hell

Do you write around the story around a specific scene you want to get to or do you start from a plot idea definitely the first!!!! i almost always write like,,, a super messy scene thats 90% dialogue, keep it in my head, and then write the entire fic around that one moment

Do you find that you include a projection of some part of yourself in the way you write a character? a lot of the time when i write love confessions or love in general i'll have one of the characters think or say that the other person makes their head quiet? and it's because that's what i feel whenever i'm in love?? a quiet mind. i project on characters yeah but i think most of the projection actually goes to the way that i write love

Do you research some of the things you write deeply, partially and kind of wing the rest, or play entirely by ear (in this case, go with whatever base knowledge of the subject you have)? most of the time if i do research it'll be about the setting (ex. the izakaya in to have and to hold) or if i'm having the characters interact with an object that they like. need to know how to use (me, in control fraek: google. hey google. does someone die if they get shot in the foot??? no???? awesome thank u <3)

Have you ever had an idea for a story and forgot about it? lmaoo yeah all the time i'll find like 500-2k words of concepts in my gdocs like i do. not remember this at all

Is there a trope you think you could be easily recognized by in your writing? probably krbk secret relationship lmao

Are there concepts you've tried that turned out better than expected? yeah!! i fully thought the action in control fraek would be awful but it turned out not bad??? which im happy with

Are there concepts you've tried that turned out worse than you expected? again, what we deserve, i personally think it would have worked out better if i'd paced it slower and drawn out the pining but i. do not feel like going back to fix it so its staying the way that it is. pining is so fucking hard to do AHHHH i get so tired with it!!! im like just date already!!!!

PROCESS

How do you come up with titles? in rare occasions (literally. all my multichaps for some reason) the title comes after writing like .5 words of the first chapter im like YES this is it!!!!! sometimes i write the whole thing and pick out one line that fits (what i did with come home to me) a lot of the time i just. steal from songs or poems that i like

What's your favorite emotion to cause on your readers? i like making people happy!!!! love when people comment saying they're cheered up

What's your favorite emotion to write? lovelovelovelovelovelove

Have you ever cried or felt any emotion while reading something you've written? never cried?? but sometimes i'll rereading my hurt/comfort fics 4. yk. comfort

Do you write in order or whatever comes to you? in order!! unless i have a scene that i Need to write and i'll quickly jot it down so that i don't forget

Usual way you procrastinate while writing? ...doing asks like this, making playlists, discord, watching netflix. what don't i do smh

Do you outline or free write? i am. so shit at outlines. i mostly free write and write lil notes for stuff that i wanna add later

Do you set word goals or scene goals (scenes you want to include)? yes!! like i said i'll write loose notes for scenes that i want to add later!! it gives me something to write towards :D

What do you consider when writing your scenes? what goes into making the atmosphere and mood you want? to set a scene i do two things? the first is like,, the five senses bc that always sets the scene really well and makes it feel Real. i'll visualize stuff in my head like its a movie and write out what i would want to tell the set designer?? if the lights are low, if the space is busy, if it's supposed to exude comfort or not.

for putting forward the character's mood one thing i've found that makes a difference is sentence length!! long sentences are good for making a character seem flustered and nervous or not really in control of their emotions? good for love confessions. short sentences are good for when the character is focused on something or short on time. good for fights!!

What's something you never considered to include in your writing that you can't leave out now? def buff hagakure,,,, once i thought of it i was like. if i don't include this at least once in every single fic how could i look at myself in the mirror!!!!!! how could i face anyone!!!!

How do you start a story? establishing a fact about the character or describing the setting! option a is one single thread of gold, option b is between lion and men

How do you end a story? either by tying it back to the beginning or doing like a funny kind of closing??? option a is sugar cookies, option b is a godless society

How do you get out of writer's block? change something!! move something!! i go from typing to handwriting, moving from my bedroom to my living room, switching wips to work on something else!! i do sprints as well?? give myself like fifteen minutes to write something and sometimes 200 words opens up the way for another 2k. sometimes i'll just delete like 500 words and start fresh

Do you edit? or do you toss your writing out there? i edit!!! i'll go over it myself then send it to one or two betas (bee my beloved <33)

How do you edit? do you use spellcheck, grammar checkers, etc? bee is my grammar checker bc he is So Good with grammar. i use grammarly as well for spellcheck stuff mostly?? sometimes my edit process is just like "am i tired of looking at this!! yes <3" and then i post it

PROGRESS

Do you usually like what you write? yeah!!! i post stuff that makes me happy and that i'm fine with rereading!!! i write stuff for self-indulgence reasons first and foremost and i think my writing reflects that sjhnksj

Have you ever written something you didn't like but posted anyways? nope!! even what we deserve i LIKED even if i see a lot of room 4 improvement!! if i don't like smth it's not getting posted

Do you find yourself rereading your writing often? yeah!! the reason i wrote so much krbk secret relationship is because i loved it but i'd read all that there was so i just,, wrote more,, ngl its kinda nice being in a place where i actually like my writing bc i can write stuff that i want to see and really enjoy it!!

Can you tell us anything about your current WIP? sure!! i'm currently working on when it rains which is a fic where bakugou gets hit by a crying quirk!! i'm gonna be using it to explore So Much of all might's character and his relationships with bakugou and aizawa (and i think some people from his past!!)

Can you give us a sneak peek on your current WIP? “You did something. What the hell did you do?” Kirishima sounds pissed off. It would amuse Katsuki if he wasn’t fighting just to stay standing.

“Nothing he didn’t ask for,” Shinsou replies.

“K’ri… shima,” Katsuki croaks out. “‘S fine. Not him.”

His chest collapses back into the familiar dry heaving after that but Kirishima shuts up. He doesn’t apologize to Shinsou.

Kirishima’s a good friend, stubborn and loyal. He stands by Katsuki’s side like an attack dog, blocking him from the view of anyone ogling at his tears.

The last line you've written Ochako knows more than she'd realized. She knows enough to keep her guard up.

It’s not enough.

Open a wip. what’s the first line?

Katsuki wakes up feeling like absolute fucking shit.

INSIGHT

What's your favorite thing about writing? touched on this before but it's mainly just being able to write the things that i want to see and actually enjoy them!!! actually reread them!!!! i thought "wouldn't it be cool if bkg and kirishima owned a restaurant together" and then i wrote it and i like it enough to reread it!!!! being able to create content for myself makes me. so happy

How do you keep yourself inspired? this is gonna sound narcissistic maybe but honestly i'm just really excited about my ideas and where i'm gonna take them and the idea of "i'm gonna get to That scene" keeps me going through the entire thing. also my friends!!!! i'll talk to them about fics and their reactions keep me hyped up enough to finish!!!!

What is your favorite thing to write? just,, slice of life romance,,, stuff thats silly and makes people laugh!!

What do you think your strengths are in writing? i'm good with dialogue!! i do lil voice acting sessions with myself to make sure everything sounds natural and like it's coming from that character skhjnskj

i'm comfortable with my portrayal of love as well??? i spend a lot of time thinking about what it is exactly that i'm trying to get across and i think it turns out well!!

What are things you wish you could practice more? on one hand i wanna get better at writing angst on the other hand i dislike writing angst. do you see my issue

One way you've improved your writing since you began? characterization!! i think i've gotten better at writing characters that are all Different and bring different things to the table!!! i used to project a lot more and it would compromise the characterization because the character was like 70% me and 30% them? not to say that projection is bad but if you do it too much it just,, doesn't read like the character and from a reader's standpoint the narrative can become less compelling

One aspect of writing you're still working on? writing action!!! i. literally hate writing it but i write for a fandom about superheroes so. Unfortunately i gotta learn.

A piece of writing advice you've learned while writing saw this on another tumblr post but they said sometimes if you're struggling with a scene, the problem is five lines back. i've found that to be true!!!! sometimes u gotta delete a chunk and start a little ways back!! i did this with too busy being yours because i was stuck for Weeks and i deleted like 25% of what i had but it helped me actually finish it :D

A bit of writing advice you can't stand when people shit on show don't tell for being overrated lmao bc when u read their writing you can Tell

Something you wish you knew when you first started writing? ,,,,honestly i kind of wish i could know some of the stuff that i used to when i first started writing?? technically i'm better now but creatively i was must better when i wasn't stressing about whether anyone would like what i was writing. so i guess i wish i knew that i should keep that confidence? i kinda wish that i wasn't as insecure about other people's writing styles because i never used to be!!

Something you've learned in life that you apply in writing there's no point in feeling inferior?? writing one genre isn't better than the other. being in one fandom isn't better than being in another. the kind of language you use or the length of your paragraphs- none of that stuff like. matters. what matters is that you're having fun and happy with what you're creating!!!! enjoy other peoples writing but don't let it make you feel worse about yours :D

#AHH ive wanted to answer these for so long...... bro fr i was so happy when u sent these!!! like wow!! finally got sent one!!!#sorry for how long the responses are idk how to be concise #asks #anon #a(lore)a

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gaygraybles · 3 years

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DO ALL 50 😘💕💕💕💕✨

thank you dear, this was a pain and it wont be formatted correctly sue me

1. do you have a crush on anyone?

yes 👀

2. what’s your favorite candy?

i could eat a hundred reces cups in one sitting so

3. favorite love song?

hmmm is hello my old heart a love song

4. what was your first kiss like?

gay///

5. what was your last kiss like?

VERY gay

6. sexual/romantic orientation?

gay!

7. do you prefer poems or love letters?

i prefer love comics actually lmao

8. favorite fanfic trope?

oof i have not read fanfiction in a while

9. have you ever been in love?

maaaaaybe 👀 yes absolutely

10. favorite milkshake flavor?

CHOCOLATE

11. dinner dates or brunch dates?

dinner dont fucking wake me up for brunch thats my sleeping time its 2am right now

12. favorite flowers?

lilies are the prettiest for a bouquet, sunflowers make me happy tho

13. favorite perfume/cologne?

i have this cologne i got from hot topic like a million years ago it smells like angsty teenager i dont know if it smells good or just familiar

14. favorite candle scent?

midsummers night, yankee candle makes it it smells crisp

15. what’s your ideal first date?

so im invited to an estate at the top of a hill after dark because it cannot be accessed during the day, I assume its because its hosting another event but when i get there it almost seems as though nobody has lived in the house for a hundred years, and in fact im sure ive been there before and there was no house there at all, but here it stands in front of me in a thick fog while the sky threatens to unleash a torrential downpour that would give me no choice but to venture into the house accompanied or otherwise-im getting to the date part hold on-

16. favorite love story?

oh fuck have any of yall read the bone houses by emily lloyd jones? its not rlly a love story but its the only one i can think of rn

17. what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear?

pants that fit 😒

18. chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet?

red velvet but mostly because of the frosting

19. snow, rain, or sun?

rain!!! but only because i live somewhere thats sunny 350 days a year

20. sweetest romantic memory?

walking through a park while the sun was setting and there was snow on the ground and on everything

21. favorite dating sim (and favorite character)?

ok honestly i played that fuckin arcana game for a minute and i liked asra, the Aesthetic

22. fictional crushes?

well they only make orange and grape i think so any other flavor would be fictional

23. what’s your dream wedding like?

wouldnt u like to know, weather boy

24. what makes you blush?

goddamn everything, existing in a physical capacity

25. do you believe in love at first sight?

ehhhhh

26. do you believe in soulmates?

maybe

27. denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets?

leather jackets leather jackets

28. what’s your sign?

yield

29. are you single?

no!

30. do you prefer to charm, or be charmed?

i just bought a box of beads to make bracelets so i guess i like to charm but that doesnt mean im good at it

31. guitar or piano?

my fingers dont bend right to play the guitar otherwise i would, i can kinda play the piano tho

32. favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)?

eugh no

33. do you fall in love easily?

yes and no

34. valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?

that would take up so much timeee, and for what, what does anybody do on valentines day besides eat candy and do laundry

35. would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal?

wouldnt YOU like to know, weather boy 👀

36. cloud gazing or star gazing?

star gazing, im not awake when the stars arent out

37. do you like to dance?

not in public

38. what’s your OTP?

me and @enbyblades

39. kittens or puppies?

KITTENS

40. coffee, hot chocolate, or tea?

i like cold coffee everything else hurts my face

41. favorite soda?

barqs superiority its rootbeer with caffeine bitches

42. do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

please let my lie down im so tired

43. favorite ABBA song?

dancing queen u know its a classic

44. fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice)

you you and you i guess, watch out

45. favorite pajamas?

every year i buy valentines boxers and use them as pj shorts, those are comfy

46. favorite liquor?

screwball is really good but if i have shit to do ill take vodka

47. do you think about love a lot?

i think about my love a lot yes

48. a walk in the park or a walk on the beach?

park!!

49. hand kisses or nose kisses?

hand, ull smudge my glasses if u kiss my nose then ill have to clean them and its a whole thing

50. what’s your dreamhouse?

I GET A WHOLE HOUSE????? i want a desk and bookshelves so bad

#welp #sam

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maewpa · 4 years

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valentine’s day asks | private

do you have a crush on anyone? yes.

what’s your favorite candy? anything with caramel. or minty.

favorite love song? right now i like kit tae mai teung by tilly birds. it’s more for the heartbroken, though.

what was your first kiss like? i don’t think the one in the receiving end enjoyed it as much as i did.... [ i think bum was his first kiss ]

what was your last kiss like? i don’t think about it. it was with someone random.

sexual/romantic orientation? i like one man men.

do you prefer poems or love letters? love letters.

favorite fanfic trope? what’s a fanfic?

have you ever been in love? yes.

favorite milkshake flavor? chocolate.

dinner dates or brunch dates? dinner dates.

favorite flowers? to give to someone? rose.

favorite perfume/cologne? i like man blue by jimmy choo.

favorite candle scent? citrus.

what’s your ideal first date? i’ll take him out on a yacht, spend the night then fly to somewhere nice the following day. just spoil him rotten.

favorite love story? i don’t have one.

what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear? towel around the waist, getting out of the shower...

chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet? chocolate.

snow, rain, or sun? i like snow, but rain and sun reminds me of home wherever i’m not home.

sweetest romantic memory? is this romantic? probably not... my best friend standing up for me whenever i was teased when we were little.

favorite dating sim (and favorite character)? i... don’t play sims.

fictional crushes? ah... anime characters count, right?

what’s your dream wedding like? beach wedding...

what makes you blush? not many things...

do you believe in love at first sight? sure, why not. i know people who said they fell in love at first sight and still with their partner, so... it does happen.

do you believe in soulmates? yes.

denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets? leather.

what’s your sign? scorpio.

are you single? yes.

do you prefer to charm, or be charmed? to charm.

guitar or piano? guitar.

favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)? ahm... i don’t have one.

do you fall in love easily? no.

valentine’s decorations: yay or nay? it depends who i’m doing it for.

would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal? i prefer to propose. something special of course... i’ll have to do research. see what would make the person happy.

cloud gazing or star gazing? cloud gazing...

do you like to dance? when i’m drunk.

what’s your OTP? what?

kittens or puppies? i’m a cat person.

coffee, hot chocolate, or tea? hot chocolate.

favorite soda? coke.

do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa? looking out the window, i guess.

favorite ABBA song? fernando.

fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice) not kill but can i send fon off to space? the first two... well.

favorite pajamas? i don’t really wear pajamas.

favorite liquor? rum.

do you think about love a lot? sometimes.

a walk in the park or a walk on the beach? beach.

hand kisses or nose kisses? both.

what’s your dreamhouse? i’d like a beach house and a house in the city.

#{ hc: maew }

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strangely-constructed-soul · 5 years

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channeling the inner romcom and having an epiphany about how much they care about each other and RACING TO CONFESS THEIR LOVE Rowaelin please :) (I love this trope so much)

“Gods forgive me.” Rowan muttered at his cell phone as he left it ringing without answering. He knew who it was. It was Gavriel telling him not to do what he was about to do. Rowan considered chucking his phone out his car window. He was speeding down the highway with reckless abandon. He had left all his inhibitions back in his apartment when he realized what Aelin meant to him. The previous week, he had overheard her ex-boyfriend, Chaol, telling his friends that he was going to get Aelin back this weekend while he was at the café that many people in Aelin’s social circle frequented. Hearing that, he had felt something that he had not expected to feel, jealousy so strong that it had been an effort not to growl at Westfall.

Over the course of the next seven days, Rowan had begun to analyze the encounters that he had experienced with his best friend. He couldn’t remember a single day his heart hadn’t sped up when Aelin grabbed his hand or rested her head on his shoulder while watching a movie. It had taken him until that morning, but he had finally realized that all this time he had been in love with Aelin.

He pulled up to her small house and sprinted out of his car through the rain to knock on the door. When it opened slightly, Aelin’s small figure peeked out of the slightly cracked door. When she saw that it was Rowan who was standing outside, she yanked the door open all the way and flung her arms around his waist. He drew her into his chest, inhaling the lovely scent of lavender and jasmine in her hair. Her being this close to him did nothing for his nerves; his heart was pounding harder than war drums. They stood embracing each other like that for another few minutes until she murmured something against his chest,

“Chaol came by yesterday,” Rowan’s blood chilled in his veins. He hummed to acknowledge her and she continued, “He wanted us to get back together. I said no,” She pulled back so that he was gazing into her beautiful turquoise and gold eyes. He raised his eyebrows.

“Why?” He breathed, his voice shakier than he intended it to be. She tipped her head back and laughed softly. Meeting his gaze again, she rose slowly up onto her tiptoes.

Her breath tickled his chin as she said, “Because I’m deeply in love with my best friend.” Then she kissed him. Sparks exploded behind his eyelids at the whisper of a kiss. Before she could pull away, he leaned down, pressing his lips firmly against hers and lacing his hand through her hair. Her tounge flicked his lower lip, requesting entrance, and he gave it to her. He gave the kiss everything he had, and she gave it right back. He only pulled back for a second to rest his forehead against hers.

“I’m so in love with you, Aelin Galathynius.” She smiled brighter than any star, and kissed him again, with even more passion than Rowan had ever thought possible. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and they spent the rest of the night showing each other just how much they loved each other. Neither of them had ever been happier.

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#rowaelin #rowan x aelin #aelin ashryver #rowan whitethorn #fluff #turn up the fluff #jealousy #pining #throne of glass fanfiction #I’m not sure how good this is #it’s my birthday #you get fics #prompts #My writing #asks

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hulklinging · 7 years

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YOO IT'S DRUNK PROMPT TIME? HIT ME WITH SOME SARCHENGSEY + INSOMNIA

Lost(This is a companion to Found, but can be read as a standalone)

They’re four hours outside of Vancouver, because Henry made the mistake of mentioning that the Okanagan had their own Nessie legend, so Gansey couldn’t resist taking a look. Henry isn’t going to complain, because even though he’s a city boy being in BC at all feels like spending time at home, like the air is just a little different past the border. The Litchfield boys had done this same drive, the summer before, hitting up music festivals and farmer’s markets, because they’d decided they wanted to spend some time with the dinosaurs in Drumheller. That trip had been special, even though it was no longer allowed to be brought up in front of Lee-squared, what with the chicken incident and all.

But driving through BC with Blue and Gansey is a totally different experience. Somehow, they’ve gone from a simple roadtrip to writing their own myths, waking up every morning feeling larger than life, every day stretched in front of them, only ending when they let it, when they’ve touched the horizon. The Green Pig is their chariot, and Henry supposes he has to give credit to the Greeks. They knew what divinity could look like.

Henry’s not sure how many pantheons they’ll trek through, on this roadtrip of theirs, but he’ll grasp for whatever metaphors he can to try and capture the casual legends of the two sharing this car with him.

There’s a hidden tension now sneaking through every conversation they have, and Henry’s not sure if it’s just the fact that they’ve technically turned around, are heading back towards home, that if this was a normal summer roadtrip they’d be nearing the end. But there’s the buffer of their gap year, and Venezuela still awaits. Henry can’t let himself start thinking about endings, yet.

(Not when every night he still dreams about them, cave openings and story endings all tangled up together, and Blue’s there too now, in his nightmares, and so he has to live through losing both of them, night after night, running through dark tunnels that always close in on him when he’s not looking)

So Henry blames the tension on the turning of the season, blames the blush on the late summer heat, insists on stopping at every roadside stand for the fruits of the farms they drive by. He says he’s searching for the best peaches, the best pears, and always makes sure to look away when Blue bites into the cherries, lips stained red, or when Gansey makes a mess of the blackberries they pick themselves from a roadside ditch. He focuses instead on how right their hands look, holding each other. They’ve started kissing, which means Henry has started taking walks when they turn in, pretends the space is just for their sakes.

He didn’t mean to fall for them, only he had already spent time hung up on Richard Gansey, and how could one spend time with Blue Sargent and not fall in love with her loud laugh and louder opinions? Between the two of them he’s sure he’s developed some kind of heart condition, because the smallest things they do seems to be enough to send his pulse racing.

They find a strange little piercing place in Hope, and Henry adds a small stone to his nose, tries not to read into it when Gansey holds his hand as the needle passes through his own earlobe. He shoots a smile at Blue, terrified that one of these days he’ll look to her and see jealousy brewing, but she just rolls her eyes fondly at Gansey’s nerves. She opts for a tongue piercing and an industrial too, because Henry insists on getting her a birthday present, and she’d rather he pay for something frivolous than pay more than his share on the road. Gansey matched the offer, of course, and then proceeded to turn the brightest, most beautiful red when Blue informed him his money was going straight to her tongue.

“It’s more like an investment then, right, Three?” Henry teases, and he deserves the punch on the arm he gets for that, he knows he does.

It might be considered some sort of cruel and unusual punishment, stuck on a roadtrip with two people he’s in love with, getting to watch as every day they grow more comfortable in their own relationship. But it makes him happier than it hurts, and he knows he’d rather be here with them than anywhere else.

The walks make falling asleep difficult, which is something he embraces, because he’d rather fight back the exhaustion then lose his friends to the darkness of his dreams again. Tonight, he stares up at the stars, then takes in how they reflect off of the Okanagan River, and he loses himself in thoughts of mirrors and ladies in lakes with swords and kings reborn and how everything feels tied together, a beautiful game of celestial connect the dots. He doesn’t see himself anywhere in the picture that forms, but such legends aren’t his own. He’s got his own mythology, after all.

They wanted to camp once more before they hit Kelowna, so tonight is a camping night. Henry has his own small tent, set a respectful distance from the slightly bigger one that Blue had borrowed from Orla. The exchange had been rife with winks and innuendos, but the tent had served them well so far, so Henry supposes it was worth it. He’s half-tempted to forgo the tent for the hood of their green machine, fall asleep under the careful eyes of the constellations, but he knows he’ll be eaten alive by bugs if he does that. He’ll leave the fly off the tent instead. He knows that’s just asking for rain, but the view will be worth it.

He doesn’t know how long he’s been tucked into his sleeping bag, wide awake, when he hears the tent flap begin to zip open. He sits up, heart in his throat, but it’s only Blue, looking even less grounded in the pale light of her flashlight.

“Hey, sorry, are you awake? I think Gansey must have left the tent open for a bit, because our tent is currently overrun with mosquitoes. Do you mind if I join you?”

Her hair is out of its various pins, but it continues to defy gravity,. Much like Blue herself does. Henry should be surprised that he can look at her, wearing one of Gansey’s old and horrendously bright shirts, still half buried in her own sleeping bag, and still think she looks like something out of a fairy tale, but at this point he’s come to terms with the fact that his brain won’t rest until it’s applied every romcom trope and meetcute to their situation.

He spends a moment chasing the thought of a polyamorous romantic comedy. It sounds like the ideal, room for twice the amount of clichés and crying in the rain. He’s kinda miffed he’s never heard of one before.

“Mi casa es su casa, m'lady,” he says, moving over and dramatically dusting off the space he’s cleared. They opted for thin foam sheets over blow up mattresses, because it’s less space and because Henry kept threatening to try sleeping in one of the Great Lakes. In the moment Blue snuggles down next to him, he is extremely thankful, because no air mattress means nothing beneath him slowly deflating throughout the night, which means no chance of them waking up pressed up against each other, which means he will only lose a little of his sanity tonight, not all of it.

“You call me m'lady again and I’m throwing you in the river.”

“Yessir.”

Blue sighs, the softest sound he’s ever heard her make, and within minutes her breathing evens out. Henry listens to her sleep and wonders if this is another thing he should feel guilty for. Gansey’s going to wake up alone, which hardly seems fair. If he’s sleeping at all. Henry can see a little light on in the other tent, but Gansey could have just as easily fallen asleep with his phone light on. It’s happened before.

RoboBee buzzes by his ear, wanting to go and check on the third member of their party, but that means moving, and Blue’s hand is resting against his upper arm. He stares up at the stars, lets them blur as the moon burns into his vision. He needs to relax, hyperaware of every tense muscle, knowing he won’t be able to sleep if he doesn’t drain the tension.

“Henry.”

When he looks over at Blue, his eyes are still recovering from the light of the moon, so they superimpose the glow over her face. She shines, and he can feel his heart stumble in his chest.

“Gansey’s busy. He’s plotting the way to Niagara Falls, I think. He doesn’t mind that I’m in here.”

Henry doesn’t ask how she knows why he hasn’t relaxed. At this hour, so little space between them, surrounded by the gentle creaking of the night, it is easy to believe that Blue can see his every thought. Hopefully this love is too big to be seen all at once, that only seeing corners and pieces of it makes it impossible to puzzle out. He knows he’s always been obvious with his feelings, and he feels like the longer he spends with these two, the more raw his emotions get. Everything about him peeled back, exposed to the world. He’s sure they must know, but they haven’t said anything and so neither will he.

If Blue sees anything, she says nothing, just stares him down until he forces himself to relax. It’s only in doing so that he realizes he can’t remember the last time he let himself do this, drop all this worry weight off him. He feels strange, a little off kilter, and then Blue brushes the skin of his wrist and he’s sent spinning into the space above them.

“My mother used to do stuff like this with me,” she says, her voice seeming both far away and all too close. “Little things to help keep me grounded. Rooted, Persephone would always say. She knew even then, I guess.” Blue uncurls and lies on her back, mirroring Henry’s pose. The ground beneath them feels less and less real, like any moment they’ll float away. “She’d tell me to lie back and imagine everything that’s bothering me falling away, sinking into the earth to decompose, like how trees drop their dead leaves.” Her voice has taken on a special cadence, like a spell, and Henry knows the consensus is that Blue only reflects, but he’d argue that this is coming straight from her, this magic that has him actually listening, breathing in time with her as he lets his muscles relax one by one and buries his anxieties away in the hard ground beneath them.“Then, once you’re feeling light enough that you could just float away, concentrate on the ground beneath you. Think of the rich soil, and and the richness of good memories, and the strength of family and connection…” Blue makes a frustrated noise. “It’s better with sage. I was never very good at this, sorry.”

“No.” This time, it’s his turn to twist his wrist, run his finger along the inside of her elbow. “No, this is really nice.”

“Really nice? That’s all? No joke or topical reference? Who are you and what have you done with Henry Cheng?”

“Shhh,” he says, letting his eyes close. “I’m not ready to go back to Kansas yet.”

He falls asleep to Blue’s laughter, her skin soft under his fingers. He doesn’t lose her, not even in his dreams. Not tonight.

#sarchengsey #Henry cheng #blue sargent #richard gansey the third #richard gansey iii #the raven cycle #trc #Ziggy writes fanfiction

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