#lmk if you have any questions or want to talk stats or anything :))

[vertonghen]

Hello! Can I ask you in your belgium nt capacity about youri tielemans? Is he good/do we rate him? He seems sweet and his stats from the last Belgium game were nuts

hii yes please always ask me about the belgians i’m always happy to talk about them! just a warning that this will be 1) biased bc he’s belgian and i love him and 2) very long and disorganized im going into this with no layout in mind

okay so youri is currently coming off his worst season in a while but don’t let that scare you, he’s actually very good in my opinion. also villa getting him for FREE is the best transfer of this entire window, that’s huge!

a little bit of history on him: he went through the anderlecht youth academy which has been called “the best talent factory in belgium” (romelu lukaku, dries mertens, vincent kompany, marouane fellaini are all big name products of the academy)

he made his first team belgian debut in 2016 at 19 years old. he was one of the youngest guys on the squad then and is now one of the last remaining links between the “golden generation” and the new generation. he was called up to the 2018 world cup squad and played a few matches, most notably in the 2-0 win against england in which he performed well. he helped belgium secure their best ever finish in the world cup and after that has been a regular starter for belgium.

okay now a bit about his playing. he initially started as a defensive midfielder because his long range passing is incredible but after a while switched to being an attacking midfielder because of his impressive shot power, scanning and ability to play with both feet. he can play as either an attacking, central or defensive midfielder but for belgium he usually plays as the first two, not sure what position he played primarily in leicester but i assume the same! he doesn’t have a huge number of g/a to his name but that’s not where he shines, when played in his optimal position he’s a very good support player and chance creator.

i think he’s been pretty overlooked both in the prem and in belgium as well. when opposing fans are worried about leicester for example, we talk more about maddison or barnes, but he was their second best player (according to fotmob) even in his worst season so i think that tells you something. ALSO i just remembered, i’m pretty sure leicester won the FA cup one year because of youri’s absolute screamer of a goal, i’d have to double check that though. he’s also only 26 so getting him for free is such a steal (i’m very jealous i want him at spurs we need to start filling our belgian quota again.)

personality wise i adore him. he’s got such a gorgeous smile like i’m obsessed, he’s always smiling in belgium bts videos :,) he’s a very chill guy, 2 kids and a wife, no big scandals to his name from my knowledge, he’ll blend in nicely with the av squad! a bit on the quieter side in bigger groups of people but that might just be because everyone on the belgium squad are loudmouths lmfao he’s a sweetheart though i love him very much.

i was watching this video the other day with him (he’s the one sitting in the middle) in it, it gives a tiny insight on his personality but more importantly it shows you how pretty his smile is 😌

i can’t think of what else to say but tl:dr, yes we rate him, i think under the right coaching he’ll soar! if you want to talk about anything else regarding him let me know, you can message me or send an ask again i’d love to talk about him some more!!!

#this is so long and i didn’t even say everything i could’ve loool #i hope it’s helpful!! #lmk if you have any questions or want to talk stats or anything :)) #asks #youri tielemans #mutuals

[sluttywonwoo]

study buddies || k.mg x reader

Pairing: frat!mingyu x fem reader 

Summary: studying for midterms with the guy you’re hooking up with goes exactly how you’d expect

Warnings: swearing, light smut (18+)

Word Count: 1.6k

a/n: reworked this old blurb originally posted on my tom holland fic account ( @wazzupmrstark ) for my gf’s birthday :)) happy birthday @hotgirlmingyu

Masterlist

You woke up to banging on your apartment door. Groaning, you rolled over to check your phone and saw that it was six am. You pushed yourself up and out of bed and padded into the kitchen to answer the door. You were surprised the relentless knocking hadn’t woken up your roommate, but she was a pretty heavy sleeper.

You yanked the door open to see Mingyu with a handful of textbooks. You squinted at him in confusion, wondering if you were seeing things. Mingyu had never been to your place before, you didn’t even know he knew where you lived.

His appearance startled you a bit. His hair was messy where it was usually slicked back or styled and he was wearing gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt. You didn’t think you’d ever seen him in anything other than khakis and a douchey printed shirt.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, rubbing your eyes.

He frowned. “You said we should study for midterms together.”

You thought back to the last time you’d seen Mingyu. You couldn’t remember saying anything like that.

“Was I drunk?”

“Probably.”

“So why are you here?”

“To study. You agreed that we could help each other out.”

“Mingyu, I don’t even remember agreeing to that.”

“Well I’m already here,” he said and pushed past you into your apartment.

“Seriously? It’s Saturday.”

“Yeah, and midterms are next week.”

“Couldn’t you have waited until the sun was up?” you grumbled, mostly to yourself and shut the door behind him.

“We’ve got a lot of material to cover.”

You cursed under your breath as you watched him set up at your kitchen table, knowing you should probably study even though you desperately wanted to go back to bed.

You and Mingyu had met at a party at his fraternity and woke up the next morning tangled in the sheets of his bed. To say it was awkward would have been an understatement. You didn’t think you’d ever see him again, but to your horror, you saw him in your stats lecture on Monday and your mythology class on Thursday. This was a pretty big university. Why did the same asshole have to be in two of your classes?

As much as it annoyed you, you couldn’t stop thinking about Mingyu, and apparently, he was having a similar dilemma because every time you went out he seemed to be there, and every time you hooked up.

That was the extent of your relationship, though. You didn’t even speak to each other in class or at parties. The only time you talked was behind closed doors when one or both of you was naked. Even then you kept your guard up because you refused to let yourself fall for a frat boy with commitment issues who never wanted to be seen with the same girl twice. A boy who wouldn’t even talk to you in public.

But you couldn’t ignore the way your heart fluttered when he said your name as he was about to cum, or the way his lips felt against yours. He could be a total dick, but you’d also seen a softer side of him that he didn’t show many people. You forced yourself to forget about that side. It was easier that way.

“Okay, what are we starting with?” you asked with a sigh.

“We have the stats exam first, we should work on that.”

You made a face. Statistics was the harder out of the two for you. In fact, it was the hardest class you were taking this semester.

“I can’t believe I’m doing math before seven am.”

“You won’t be complaining when you ace the midterm,” he quipped, already working on a practice worksheet.

You watched him solve problems like he was checking items off a list. You knew he was good at statistics, but you didn’t know he was that good. Figures, a guy like him was good at pretty much everything. Everything except mythology apparently, because once you’d switched to that he was flustered and frustrated. You would quiz him on myths only for him to get every single question wrong.

“Mingyu, did you even read any of these?” you asked, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Yes, y/n, I read every one. How do you think I passed all the reading quizzes?”

“Cheating?” it slipped out before you could stop it and Mingyu gave you a hard glare. You held up your hands defensively. “Just a joke.”

“I don’t think it was.” He licked his lips. “But for what it’s worth I read them all. I just can’t keep them straight.”

You sighed. You felt bad, but you were getting frustrated too. And not just because Mingyu wasn’t grasping the myths. This was the longest you’d ever spent together (at least while you were awake) and you hadn’t even had sex. He just smelled so nice and looked so cute when he was concentrating that you couldn’t help feeling a little impatient. You had been at it for hours, you thought you would’ve done it at least once by now. But Mingyu was more serious about studying than you thought. It was kind of admirable and kind of annoying.

“Okay well reread through the Egyptian myths and I’ll quiz you again.”

“Alright.”

He pulled out his reading packet and flipped to the section you took out your phone and scrolled through social media mindlessly as he read, but it quickly got boring. You wished Mingyu would take a break so he could rail you. He was still reading intently, but you figured a little distraction couldn’t hurt.

You started by taking your hair down from your bun and shaking it out so that it fell around your shoulders. You knew your shampoo drove Mingyu crazy and hoped it would have an effect on him today. He shifted his seat, but didn’t look up from the packet. Next, you leaned over and rested your head on his shoulder. You’d never done something so domestic like this with Mingyu, but it seemed to work because he cleared his throat and adjusted his sweatpants.

“You know you could be working on math.”

You shrugged. “We already did stats for hours today. I think I’ll jump off a bridge if I look at one more differential equation.”

He fell silent and tried focusing back onto the reading, but you moved your hand to his thigh and kept it there as you continued to through twitter, not even reading what was on your screen.

“Stop that,” Mingyu muttered, making you jump a little.

“Why?”

“Fuck, because you’re distracting me. You look too hot right now.”

“I’m wearing pajamas.”

“I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you senseless right now.”

“Well what’s stopping you?” you asked lowly and nipped at his ear.

“Need to finish this,” he replied through gritted teeth.

“I can’t convince you to take a break?” You moved the hand on his leg up so that you were cupping him over his pants.

He shook his head. “After.”

You leaned over and kissed his neck, then his jaw, and felt him get hard under your hand. “If I have to stop what I’m doing you won’t be able to walk for the next week.”

“That sounds like more of a motivator than a deterrent,” you admitted. “I’ll suck you off,” you offered and hooked your thumb in the waistband of his sweats, trying to bribe him.

“If you let me finish I’ll eat you out,” he countered.

You straightened up. It sounded like a pretty good deal.

“Fine.”

A few minutes passed in silence and you were waiting patiently, typing up a rough draft of an essay you had due for another class when Mingyu groaned.

“What?” you asked, wondering if he needed help.

“Can you please stop that?”

“Stop what? I’m literally doing nothing.” You were genuinely confused now.

“Just- I don’t know you’re making it so hard to concentrate.”

“Am I making it hard?” You smirked.

“Very funny.”

“Would it help if I put a paper bag over my head?”

“Probably.”

“Come on, keep reading about Osiris.”

“I don’t want to read about Osiris anymore, he’s a dick.”

“The faster you finish the faster you can get off.”

“I thought you didn’t want to wait,” Mingyu pointed out, trying to deflect.

“I think I recall something about you going down on me if I let you finish reading.”

“Fine,” he grumbled, but didn’t turn back to the book. Instead, he continued to gaze at you with those big brown eyes. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“What?” You felt your cheeks get warm.

“I just really want to kiss you right now.”

You smiled and raised your chin, challenging him. “Then do it.”

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, savoring the moment.

When you pulled away, Mingyu’s eyes were dark with want and you could see that he was now fully hard in his sweatpants.

“How about I eat you out now anyway?” He suggested, leaning forward to kiss your neck.

You moaned and brought your hands to his hair.

“You trying to bribe me?”

“Is it working?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Mingyu stood and picked you up from your chair. You wrapped your legs around his waist again. He pulled on your bottom lip with his teeth and smirked.

“Promise you’ll finish studying after?” you asked.

He considered it. “Does what we’re about to do count as studying mythology? Because it’s going to be legendary.”

You scrunched up your face in distaste. “No, I take it back. Put me down.”

Mingyu grinned. “Hey! You know no ones gives it to you as good as I do.”

“That confident are you?”

His grin turned into a smirk. “Is that a challenge?”

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[letarasstuff]

Education is for Everyone

(A/N): It is based on this.

Summary: How does Spencer react to a crying child in his lecture?

Warnings: Not that I know, but lmk if there is anything triggering :)

Wordcount: .9k

✨Masterlist✨

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Education is something that shouldn’t be exclusive to a certain type of person. Everybody, no matter their heritage, gender, sexuality, disabilities or marital status should be able to get any kind of education they desire. This is something important to Spencer and he makes sure to show his classes that everyone is welcome. That’s why he tries to make them as accessible as possible.

May it be a visual portrayal of the unit, name tags with pronouns for everybody or him being available for questions any time. Spencer wants to give every single human being a chance of schooling, may the barriers be as high as they are. As long as someone is willing to learn something new, Spencer is more than happy to help with any kind of assistance.

This spread through campus pretty quickly and now his classes have a great range of diversity because of it.

It’s not mainly young people anymore. Not seldom do students come in, who are older than Spencer is. There is a broad mix of skin tones. Also blind and/or deaf people visit his lectures. Amputees and persons with a mental illness like (social) anxiety or depression participate in class. It’s a safe space for many people, an environment where all of them feel comfortable enough to actually say something and ask questions.

The doctor built an atmosphere in his lecture room he wished he could have when he went to college.

It’s another week on campus for him and he really needs it. The last few cases at the BAU were really rough, especially the last one, where children were abducted in a 24 hours time span. Sadly, none of them were recovered alive when they finally apprehended the UnSub. That’s why the week off is such a relief for him, it’s going to take his mind off the sad sides of his other job.

Slowly but surely people start to fill in and occupy the seats in the auditorium. Some he recognizes, others are new. With many people knowing how much effort the young doctor puts in to structure his units as inclusive as possible, they want to take a look at how he does it. It’s understandable to him and everybody is welcome and maybe they learn a slice or two.

“Good Morning, everyone. I’m happy to see all of you, even though it’s ungodly early for some of you. You know, at 8 a.m. most brains”, he starts his lecture while trying to minimize the facts and stats that aren't important to the unit.

In the middle of his course someone starts screaming. Startled by the sudden noise Spencer stops his talk flow. He looks around to find the source of the noise. A woman is packing her things up in a haste and takes a crying toddler in her arms. She begins to walk out, her head hanging low in embarrassment.

“Uh, Miss? Hold on, please.” Spencer makes his way up the stairs, the toddler still crying. The mother waits up for him, desperately bouncing the child, but to no avail.

“May I?” The young doctor asks, gesturing to the kid. Hesitantly she hands her over. As soon as Spencer holds the toddler, the cries slowly die down. The mother looks confused just like the rest of the class.

“As you can see, little…” He trails off and waits for the woman to say her name. “(Y/N)” “Little (Y/N) here started to calm down when I took her. This is because children, regardless of their age, sense their parent’s distress and this in turn stresses them out. If you don’t mind, I can keep her with me for the rest of the lecture. You don’t need to leave.” At the end he turns to the mother and speaks to her in a soft tone.

Flabbergasted, the woman nods and goes back to her seat. “Next, we talk about”, Spencer continues his lecture like nothing happened. (Y/N) in her blue pajamas stays quiet until the end of class. She even falls asleep in his arms, drooling a little bit on his jacket.

After the class ended, the mother comes up to him and takes her daughter. “Thank you so much, Dr. Reid. I didn’t plan on taking her with me, but the babysitter cancelled on me and her father had to go into work today. I promise this won’t happen again. Next time I’ll stay at home with her, but I already struggled keeping up with your classes and I didn’t want to fall behind even more.”

But Spencer waves her off. “It’s ok, you can bring (Y/N) in at any time. I don’t want you to feel like you have to miss any lecture because you are a mother. There is always a solution to any problem. I’m always happy to have you and your daughter here.” He smiles at her, indicating that it is in fact no problem.

It looks like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders and the mother thanks him before leaving the auditorium. It also helped Spencer on his side carrying the toddler. The innocence and calm radiating from (Y/N) reminded him of the good things in the world. And hopefully she comes more often into his class.

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[badfey]

is there anything u wish u had known pre-top surgery? I’m trying to schedule mine next yr and I’m worried I rushed into picking my surgeon even tho I looked at a Lot. I’ve got a list of questions to ask but curious if there’s anything you can think of! Thanks, if u get a chance to reply 🥺

firstly congrats and good luck with your top surgery, i hope the wait goes quickly!!

There were a lot of things i wasn’t expecting about top surgery - not necessarily that i wish i’d known in advance, just that i didn’t anticipate. I wrote a document of them not long after surgery which ill post soon and link back to here :) right now ill go through the main stuff i wish i had known, and any questions i had (under a cut because it got long)

Stuff I Wish I’d Known

Some of this depends on how your surgeon does things. I had 6 days before my post-op appointment w chest reveal. 

That first week is tough. Ymmv, but for me it was really hard. I knew that post-op depression was a thing, i didn’t realise what it would feel like. For me it was a lot of being tired and not being able to sleep because of not being able to get comfortable (having to sleep elevated for a few days & pain), so getting more tired and bored but too fatigued to do anything in that classic frustrating cycle. Once i slept decently for the first time i felt human again (nytol is a lifesaver). It’s also tough bc ur sweaty n uncomfortable and u haven’t showered or taken off the post-op binder for a week, and with the dressings and swelling it doesn’t feel like its really happened yet? After chest reveal thats a lot easier

Sometimes moving around you’ll feel something like pull or pop and you get so so paranoid about pulling a stitch i seriously thought id pulled a stitch but its usually like the dressings adhesion or something, you don’t need to freak out. My best friend here was this uk trans fb group because i could search and find years of posts with ppl having the same problems, or ask and ppl would give advice and calm me down, so it’s good to join a community like that ready for if you inevitably get stressed about something (also good for post-op boredom)

You cant use your arms to move. Sounds obvious but like i never realised how much i reflexively rely on using arms to move sitting positions on a bed, and how you need to pay attention to override that impulse. 

Peeing after anesthetic is weirdly hard. It really helps if you practise consciously releasing the specific muscles to pee beforehand 

I was so hungry. I got fed sure (great food too) but i wish i had taken snacks. 

Questions to ask

Im gonna list some stuff that you may already know/have on your list but it might help fill any gaps :) 

When are your post-ops? Are they included in the surgery price? Mine were at 6 days (chest reveal) and 8 weeks (normally 6 weeks but my surgeon was on holiday lol) and both included in the price of surgery (which is standard for here i think). Its good to have rough timeframes in advance so you can plan around it.

Ask about revisions - are they included in the price, what is the timeframe you can get revisions for, how you would start the revision process if you need it? Hopefully you won’t need it but its important to know just in case & so you don’t need to worry about it. I think my surgeon got a bit touchy when I brought up revisions but i was just clear that if I’m getting this surgery and paying a lot of money for it i need to know this stuff in advance which as a professional he should be fine with.

Can you have a say in scar shape and/or nipple size? Usually you can, and this is often at the pre-op when they draw all over your chest before surgery. Don’t feel like you can't weigh in - this is your chest. Also even at consultation they might be able to give you an idea of what your scar/s will look like. 

If you’re getting nipple grafts, ask about their graft success rate!! I was super stressed about my nipples falling off, but my surgeon said that even though stats say about 10% of nipple grafts r unsuccessful, in practise he sees a much smaller percentage than that, and even ones that do reject often grow back (lmk if u wanna know more what i mean) or can just be easily touched up with tattooing. Also if theres anything they recommend for graft success.

Does your surgeon recommend using arnica? Arnica is a homeopathic remedy for bruising, swelling, and wound healing. There’s differing views on whether it actually works, but in my case i took arnica tablets 1 week before and 2 weeks post-op and i think it really helped. They also tasted nice. Some people use arnica gel to aid healing once you can start massaging. 

Where will you be for overnight recovery? Will you be on a ward or in a room? Do you have access to a TV? Do you have access to a plug socket or charging point? Do you get wifi? Chances are you’ll be bored at some point over the time you’re in there, especially if you struggle sleeping. It’s good to know whats available in advance so you can come with things to keep you entertained. 

Does your surgeon use drains? You probably already know/have an idea of this bc its something a lot of ppl consider when choosing surgeons, buts its good to know if you don’t. Also, it can change - I chose my surgeon partially because he only uses overnight drains so you don’t have to deal with them in recovery. When i was there i found out he has stopped using drains altogether for smaller guys so i never actually had them (pleasant surprise). 

Does your surgeon want you to wear a post-op binder? Do they supply the binder? Post-op binders r a good idea they stop swelling soo much, so even if your surgeon doesn’t recommend it i’d definitely ask if it’d be safe for you to wear one. You can't wear regular binders. If you’re sourcing your own, again trans groups r great bc they can give local recs and lots of people sell/pass on their old ones. I am happy to give anyone recs, but they’re all uk based. 

How will you communicate with nurses post-op? Most people don’t live too near their top surgeon, so you’ll probably check-up remotely. I just sent nurses emails of my nips and incisions and anything i was worried about the healing of and they’d let me know if it looked okay. 

If you have any conditions/disabilities/illnesses, ask if they’ve ever operated on someone with them/similar before. I have fibro + hypermobility and tbh it was reassuring to hear him talk about experiences other patients with chronic pain had had before and how they coped.

Okay sorry that was really long, but its pretty much everything i could think of question wise! I hope it helps! Let me know if there’s any other questions you have at all :)

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[furyfought]

abernathy is a small town, surely you’ve met AGATHA KLEIN ; they can be a little IRREVERENT & OPPORTUNISTIC but have no fear , the TWENTY SEVEN year old definitely makes up for it by being IMPISH & SENSITIVE . most of the time anyway .  they’re usually seen around KLEIN & ASSOCIATES, LLC , as a CRIMINAL DEFENSE ATTORNEY . you know, i hear they’re affiliated with the local mc, iron kings as an ATTORNEY . they’ve got this vibe of A HEART GROWN RAVENOUS, A CYANIDE CENTER ENCAPSULATED BY SACCHARINE FRUIT, AND A SOUL IN THE FORM OF A SCRIBBLE WITH FANGS going on , makes them easily recognizable.

loosely inspired by jennifer check (jennifer's body), wendy byrde (ozark), ginger fitzgerald (ginger snaps), elizabeth sloane (miss sloane), john silver (black sails), & BBHMM.

+ pinterest, stats.

hey, friends. i’m devin (or dev) & very tickled to be here. agatha’s a combination of two of my favorite muses, and i can only hope that you’ll love her as much as i do. 🤎

"𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒. 𝐍𝐎. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓."

agatha’s story isn’t one that she likes to tell anymore. she feels it’s useless: to be defined by the actions of others, to attempt to battle the preconceived notions that run rampant regardless of what one says or does. she doesn’t want to beg for understanding anymore, or to claw her way from beneath the filth she’s made of her life. all that most know is all that she can bear to have known. the rest? it’s confetti; a meager concession in a game of chess. if you know her, is that a fact or a weapon to be used against her?

when it comes to the stories that can be told, however.. perhaps the most important is background. agatha’s an abernathy native: raised in grandiose park, flew the coop for college, only to settle back down in bordeaux apartments. klein & associates, llc. has been in her family for generations, each forefather serving increasingly questionable clients. agatha’s life, like that of many kleins before her, was already planned before she’d ever even been a thought in her parents’ minds. under her mother’s rule, there wasn’t any room for straying from that path. agatha would be smart; she would be clean; and she would be, without fail, someone. in other words, she would be her perfect replica. imagine the disappointment when agatha was anything but. 

agatha’s childhood can be summed up by three things: a door slammed shut in her face, an ear-piercing howl, and the chronic longing to go home — wherever that was. it’s another thing she doesn’t talk about, another thing she tries not to think about. those three things have followed her into adulthood, but they’ve taken different forms now. no longer is agatha a child screaming her throat raw — no; now, she cries out in other more productive ways. if you were to ask her, she’d tell you that she’s a woman grown; the past is behind her, buried in the sand where it belongs. the truth is trickier, less absolute. agatha is a child in the form of a woman; forever in the midst of a metamorphosis, unsure if for better or worse. she lacks foresight & lives largely in the now. she can’t imagine a future for herself and her choices in life reflect that.

agatha succeeds because she’s pretty, powerful, and convincing. wherever she falls short, her father is sure to more than make up for it. it’s amazing what people will do for the right price, and when they want to keep certain secrets from ever seeing the light. nepotism & immense privilege have done wonders for her, but she does.. actually work hard, too. she has an incredible memory & is really good at digging for more information & making her case. if she tells you that she’s going to do something, then she’s going to do it right no matter what. she’s dogged in that way, blinded to the outside world by her stubbornness. she works long hours & values her career above all else. she thinks it’s the only sure thing she has & views it as the one stable, secure thing in her life.

agatha is lonely to the point of defect. she lacks a sense of security in her life, which is why she’s so career-focused. she genuinely thinks that the only person ever looking out for her is her dad. she becomes very predictable once you realize that she will always pick the winning team; that she will forever follow the money; and that she is always going to make the decision that most benefits her. that isn’t to say that she doesn’t have any friends omg, but.. she doesn’t really trust easily. if she trusts you and considers you near and dear to her heart, then she’ll choose you. but until she has that reassurance? you’re on your own, bro. 

but like.. you literally would not know that unless you got burned by her. agatha is really good at listening and really good at playing parts for people. the thing with having no story is that she’s free to create her own. if you need a hero, she can be that. if you need a villain, she can definitely be that. she’s eerily good at getting chummy enough to make people think she’s close, only for them to realize.. they don’t actually know anything real about her? fun stuff. 

i think.. her entire life is a vie for power while also wanting to let go of that desire while also being afraid of what might happen if she were to let go of that desire. she’s not tht bad. she can play decent, be a guy’s guy. and she does come off tht way. it’s jus.. underneath there’s tht like .. tht rot tht she can’t scrub away. n it rears its ugly little head smtimes. but. :^) she can be cool n shoot the shit u kno.. heheh.

anyway.. lighter stuff<3 puts the gaslight and gatekeep in girlboss. talks just like her daddy, except for when she’s in the courtroom. egocentric without ever meaning to be. (spoiler: it’s a smoke screen.) she can, must, and will find a way to twist your words into something she can make sense of. believes in mixed drink supremacy. will absolutely smoke all of your weed + play dumb about hogging the blunt. plays dumb a lot actually, until it’s time to be smart. she’s touchy-feely, but freezes up whenever someone touches her. stares — a lot. can’t ever be the person to pick you up after a rough night out, because she’s likely there with you egging you on to do one more shot. every event is a tits out event / she has to be the most overdressed person in the convenience store at all times. can, must, and will be your unsolicited sugar momma. YOU SPIL-DBFDHFDJHBF LIPSTICK IN MY VALENTINO WHITE BAG? energy. thinks everything is a competition because it is. if she loved you once then she loves you forever. thinks going 20 over the speed limit isn’t speeding, actually. a bit of an emotional anarchist. can’t actually take what she’ll dish out. teases u if she likes u. teases u if she doesn’t like u. doesn’t care abt the feud as long as she’s gettin’ tht shmoney. big fan of an emotional sucker punch. 

"𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋."  + below are some ideas open to any & all muses no matter the age, gender, affiliation, etc !

i’ve left how she got involved with the mc totally absent from this intro bc i was hoping to plot it out! i’d love it if someone wanted to be her “in”. could be they were a childhood friend in need of help, a client she got close to, jus smth tht happened by chance.. whtever we come up with works! <3

if anyone needs an evil ex gf .. She’s Here. she will lie, cheat, scam, trash yr car, empty yr bank account.. whtvr you need, baybee<3

conversely.. not-so-evil ex gf? agatha can be nice & caring without there being a catch sometimes. maybe they still talk. maybe they’re friends. u tell me.

fwb / ex fwb? she do be sending them ‘u up?’ texts. 

someone tht agatha only got close to bc she wanted them to testify/be a character witness in court oopz<3

omg actual friends pls.. ppl tht Know her. tht See her. ppl tht she cares abt n would actually do anything for. friends!!!!!!!!!!!!

agatha has “get off my lawn” energy so i think it would be very funnie if someone needed a place to crash n she let them stay at hers thinking it was temporary n then they jus.. did not leave. n she’s like 🤨 hello?

an almost smth? anything weird n awkward n unspoken tht maybe fizzled out or maybe still lingers under the surface?

agatha doesn’t have a budding drinking problem but if she does no she doesn’t but if she does then<3 drinking buddy? someone that she’s gotten into questionable shenanigans with? poor bartender tht has to deal w her trying to “help” them as she waits for her uber to come? the possibilities are endless.

agatha’s all bark n very little bite but i still think it’d be funnie if she had a hateship. jus putting tht out there<3

if yr muse wnts an ego boost via unrequited crush.. lmk. i’m willing to hulk smash all of agatha’s dignity jus for u.

omggg a dealer? >.> who said tht omg #hacked.. 

on n off again thingz? lorde wrote tht "i am my mother's child i'll love you til my breathing stops / i'll love you till you call the cops on me" line abt her</3

budding friendships!!!!!!! ppl tht she goes to pilates or yoga with; people she gets brunch with; ppl she keeps running into n its like heeey u :); little platonic crushes jus . all of the cute platonic thingz tht make her go wtf is this 🤨. 

i mean.. if anyone wants a sugar momma.. I MEANNN..

college friends!! law school friends!! ppl she met over the summer while interning somewhere!! i left tht purposely vague, hint-hint.

tinder dates gone wrong. ghosted tinder dates. tinder thingz.

agatha’s been attending galas / banquets / office partiez for ages now so if anyone wants to be her plus one or her lil fake date... :^) could be cute. cld be angsty. world is our oyster. 

speaking of which.. coworkers n maybe even a lil personal assistant would be so sexie.

#abernathyintro #omg arriving unfashionably late thirty yrs later. >.> #[vine vc] heeey.. . .. #nt rereading this. simply not strong enough. if there r errors then no there aren't<3

[yvngbin]

hello i’m arriving to the party an entire day late and this is Not Surprising at All to anybody who knows me slightly well because i’m late to everything. said late writer is ya boy , felix  ! i’m 20, i use he / him pronouns, annnd you don’t wanna know about me, you want to know about actual Nerd incarnate , yongbin .

his stats are here ,  bio is being rewritten because my dumbass deleted it from my drive , and all i have left to say is that you can like this if you want me to message you on here or discord to plot instead, since i’m usually faster on there … usually …

note: talks of surgery / birth defects,  &  kinda nsfw

⦑ felix. / 20. / gmt. / he/him. ⦒ woah ! tell me i did not just see cho yong bin walk past us, they’re the child of the cho family right ? they’re twenty three now, so i wonder if they’re here training to become an anarchist hacker. i heard they’re really intuitive & vexatious, so i’d say stay away from them unless you really wanna try your luck. no wonder they’re so notorious though, with the face of byun baekhyun i’d be interested in them as well. anyway, back to what i was saying. - yongbin, pain in the ass, and his most common sobriquet, zero ( name’s inspired by binary code btw ) , was a self taught anarchist hacker , but he sure as hell hasn’t been doing it for free all this time. he’s immensely adept and writes concise code and thoroughly enjoys annoying people and wreaking havoc in that precise order.

- hacker is kind of a blanket term, bin’s speciality was in blackmail, identity theft, exploiting vulnerabilities in various networks and systems, and causing all sorts of chaos online. when he was younger and before he was intimately familiar with the academy, he offered out his services to online rebel groups ( both good and bad ) and wasn’t officially apart of any system or group.

- this was subject to change a few years later when he was caught out on a slight mistake tracing back to his ip, assessed by an official representative of the school, who was impressed by his abilities and offered him an ultimatum: to join the academy or go to a detention camp.

- behind the screen bin was born with a pretty serious congenital heart defect. he needed surgery to survive, if only temporarily. every ten years or so, he’d have to do the same, with more or less no guarantee that they would all be successful. ( i would like to think that when he joined the academy some sort of technology maestro has helped him w / his respiratory issues so lmk if there’s a potential plot link there )

- bin is also an orphan who went through a very jaded system . he never knew his parents and frankly doesn’t care to know them, but little does he know that they have been tracing him from birth and were the sole reason why he got his place in the first place, ultimately unable to take care of him when their careers, both arms dealers, were too dangerous for a kid. his craft and experiences with life has made him instinctively cynical about his parents’ generation so like.. trusting an institution full of teachers their age was not and would never have been an ‘ideal’ for him. 

- his part time job used to be at a pc repair shop and he liked working there a lot, most people would question why he’d ultimately then go on to ruin a life he was happy with just to constantly risk getting into trouble. yongbin’s answer ? Because he’s Chaotic Neutral Thats Why

- socially, surprisingly unlike how most hackers are portrayed as nerds w sellotape on their glasses n a pocket protector ( he has a pocket protector but thats besides the point ) zero is outgoing in school and onwards, liked seeing what other people were interested in, pushing boundaries and keeping up with his friends just by listening and absorbing information.

- he isn’t exactly well liked, because his brain to mouth filter malfunctioned a lot of times which caused friction, But he definitely knows how to make and maintain friendships if you can handle him vanishing off the face of the earth and replying to your text from two weeks ago at 4 am like wyd

PERSONALITY

- zero’s life has mostly been not very fun, and he definitely realises this, but he’s not really the type to sit around and cry about it. mostly, he tries to take it with a stiff upper lip and a good sense of humour. he’s snarky and dry and enjoys getting into cyber-wars with other comp nerds in his limited friendship group. he definitely also enjoys sending lil viruses to other ppl in hearst just to let you know just how much your firewall sucks

- he’s got a real bad habit of getting wayyy in over his head with things. he’s like, a lil bit of a troublemaker — a back-talking, muttering under his breath, sneaking into places he shouldn’t, kind of troublemaker, but nothing too offensive. however, he sometimes gets into Actual Trouble because he makes the world’s worst choices and follows the world’s worst people’s advice. his personal motto is, “oh fuck. why?”

- he can be affectionate and immensely appreciative of anyone who’s genuinely kind toward him, even if his pride won’t let him come right out and say so. he’s p creative and resourceful — definitely can think you out of a pinch, even if he’s not so great at solving his own shit.

- friend wise, he’s attentive and thoughtful; sharp as a tack, funny as anything, and would totally rather help you out with your problems than get into deep discussions about his because opening that big ol book of issues is not gonna be fun for Anybody - romantically he’s inwardly pansexual for a long while but to people around him that probably.. wouldn’t be that big of a surprise. don’t talk to him about real love though he really is a computer machine with 0 emotions in that realm

tinie headcanon list because ive been slowly gathering them in my head for Days

-  has a handful of piercings on his ears , but the one he’s known for most is his labret piercing

- has a chameleon called cookie and donates to a dog shelter wherein his favourite stray dog ( known as flash ) lives. and yes he’s naming them after computer terms. no he wont Reconsider

- proud owner of 1 terabyte of hentai stored on his external hard drive that he’d gladly d*e for n is not ashamed of it in the slightest this zone is kink shame free !!!!

- loves to go exploring around the grimier parts of the academy and places you rlly wouldn’t expect him to be to clear his mind. abandoned classrooms, warehouses, etc.

- talk to him about conspiracy theories about alien life forms for a friend

- has absolutely awful hand eye co-ordination despite it playing in to a big part of their training so just know he’s probably dying first, or just teach him to throw a punch and not somehow hurt himself ? Blease

- sticks his tongue out while he’s hacking or doing anything that requires concentration. can’t multi-task and will ignore everything in his general surroundings to give 110 percent to whatever he’s doing.

- is a scorpio so sorry u cant trust anything he says i dont make the rules the astrological gods do

that’s all i’ve got up to now and i hope this gives you a bit of background into what he’s about. i think i’ll finish here before i write more trash so [ hacker voice ] im out

#hearst.intro #now to completely revamp my theme bc its ugly #this is also embarrassingly long #hnyways #we in this bitch.. finna get crunk !

[corystssides]

Roommates, Part 5

Words: 2079

Summary: Communication. It works.

Warnings: I don’t think there’s anything this chapter but lmk.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

As Logan stared at his third cup of coffee, he realized that he was going to need to find a cheaper coffee shop. Or, perhaps, he would need to find the coffee shops on campus that took the “dining dollars” that came with his meal plan. Twelve dollars was a bit ridiculous for only three cups of coffee. He could have gotten almost twice as many of the brand name energy drinks for that price, or even more of the weird-tasting generic kinds.

Still though, it was coffee he’d needed, not energy drinks. Coffee was warm, comforting, a ritual. Coffee was for calmness. So what if this was a three cup problem? He could just eat more ramen instead of other food to make up for it later.

His phone buzzed. It was Patton, asking, Hey, where u at? I wanna hang.

Logan considered not responding. He was, after all, here to calm down, and Patton could get on his nerves at the best of times. Still, though, he’d done enough ruining of moods today. He sighed, and replied, Orange Mug. Across from Stoker, next to the textbook place.

Can u wait 10 minutes? I can walk over. If not we can meet up somewhere else.

I can wait. It’s fine.

Coolio!

Logan spent the next seven minutes seriously debating whether or not he should leave, but he did not, and Patton arrived. He waved at Logan and headed up to the counter. Even on a Sunday afternoon, the place was busy enough that Logan couldn’t hear what he ordered.

A few minutes later, Patton came over with two cups, one of which he slid across the table to Logan. “You look like you need another one,” he said in response to Logan’s bewildered look.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Logan asked.

“Your hair’s a mess and you seem frazzled.” Patton had learned already that it was best to be direct with Logan, though he tried not to be painfully blunt. He didn’t want to be mean about it.

“Oh,” Logan said. He decided not to tell Patton that this would not be his second coffee, but rather his fourth. “Well, thank you.”

“So how’s your weekend been so far?” Patton asked.

“Fine.”

“Really.”

“Yes.”

“So what did you do?”

“I flew home and did homework in a place that was hardly any quieter than the dorms. Really, I shouldn’t have bothered.”

“You flew?” Patton asked, trying to get to a subject that Logan would talk about in something other than curt declarative sentences. “Where do you live?”

“Ohio.”

“And you came here? Why?”

“I’ll admit, getting out of the state was something very important to my college search.”

“But Colorado? Why not, like, New York, or somewhere cool?”

“There’s a good physics program here.”

“There’s better physics programs than here. Like, I’m pretty sure there’s better ones even within Colorado.”

Logan shrugged. “This one has a more acceptable price point.” He seemed like he was starting to get uncomfortable with the line of conversation. Time to change the subject again.

“Well, I’m glad you’re here!” Patton said. “Otherwise we wouldn’t have ever met!”

Patton’s smile was so wide and genuine that it caught Logan off-guard. He stuttered out an “I’m glad too,” but didn’t know where to go from there.

There was a bit of awkward silence that both boys filled by sipping their drinks and avoiding eye contact.

After a few minutes, Patton said, “Do you wanna take a walk? It’s pretty loud in here.”

“Sure,” Logan said. They grabbed their drinks and walked out.

They crossed the street in silence and started a leisurely stroll through the quiet side of campus. This side--the old side--had large maples and pines lined against the streets, and pathways crossing through large park areas to old brick buildings. The trees were far enough apart that you could still see the street easily, but they were close enough together and had dense enough foliage that they dampened the noises from traffic and made this side of campus very peaceful.

“How do you even know my coffee order, anyway?” Logan asked.

“Oh, I had no idea what your coffee order was. I asked the barista if she remembered,” Patton said.

“I see,” Logan said, taking a sip.

There was a slight pause, and then Patton said nonchalantly, “By the way, I’m pretty sure the maximum healthy amount of coffee per day is five cups, so uh, I really hope you didn’t drink more than one cup this morning.”

Logan felt his face heat up. He busied himself with watching the sidewalk and avoiding the fallen maple leaves. It was still early September, and most of them were still green. “I feel like the Orange Mug isn’t going to end up being a frequent spot for me,” he said.

“Aww, come on,” Patton said, jokingly. “At least you can tell they care.”

They turned down one of the diagonal paths. There were ten or twelve people across the park area, some playing with dogs, some sitting on benches, all enjoying the warm day before the weather started turning cold and the homework levels increased exponentially.

“So how are you settling in with Virgil?” Patton asked.

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t ask that question,” Logan said, taking a sip of coffee.

“Not an encouraging statement, but I’ll play along. Are you gonna join us for game night this week?”

“Probably, unless we’re playing Cards Against Humanity.”

“Nah. After last time I think we’re permanently removing that from the roster. I was thinking Monopoly.”

“Who’s coming?” Logan asked, changing directions when two paths intersected.

“Provided that Roman and Virgil sort things out, it’s gonna be the four of us, and maybe Makayla and her roommate.”

Logan raised his eyebrows at Patton. “What happened with Roman and Virgil?” he asked.

“Apparently they fell asleep watching Disney movies on Roman’s bed and now Virgil’s not talking to Roman. I’m surprised he didn’t tell you.”

“We, uh, haven’t talked a whole lot today.”

“Because you’re roommates, not friends.”

“Yeah.”

“Have either of you considered switching rooms?” Patton asked.

“We can’t even consider it until everyone in temporary housing gets sorted out. I’ve asked some of the RAs and they’ve all said it will probably be between October and December before that happens, and we probably wouldn’t be able to switch until December unless it was an emergency.”

“Then it looks like you’ll just have to get along in the meantime,” Patton said.

“That’s the goal,” Logan said. Then he muttered, “At least, it’s my goal.”

“What do you mean by that?” Patton asked.

Logan opened his mouth, grimaced, and said, “I merely mean to say that I can’t read Virgil’s mind, so I can’t speak for him or his goals.”

Patton was pretty sure that wasn’t what Logan had meant to say, but he let it slide for now. “So now that you have a goal, how are you going to get it done?”

Logan sighed, and pitched his empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can. “In the most effective, yet least desirable option: talking it out.”

~

Roman knocked on the door. “Hey, Virgil, you home?” he asked.

There was a crash from inside. Roman really hoped Virgil hadn’t dropped anything breakable. There was no answering reply.

“Hey, Virgil, can I come in? I need to talk to you,” Roman said. “I’m also willing to help clean up whatever you just dropped.”

There was no reply, but he did hear movement, and after a minute, Virgil opened the door. “Watch where you step,” he said, not looking at Roman.

Roman followed him in, carefully watching to make sure he didn’t step on anything. There were little army pieces everywhere. In the center of the room was a cardboard box and a half-opened map. “Risk?” he asked.

“I thought we could play it during game night,” Virgil said. He stepped across the room, carefully avoiding both the scattered armies and Roman’s eyes. His hair was a mess, he was still wearing his clothes from yesterday, and he looked far more anxious than he usually was.

Roman let go of the door, and it swung shut. He knelt down and started picking up Risk bits. Virgil copied him.

After a few moments, he said, “I’m sorry about last night.”

“It was my fault,” Virgil said. “I shouldn’t have fallen asleep.”

“I shouldn’t have made you stay,” Roman said. “Especially not after hours of stats, of all things.” There was a pause, and then, “By the way, your shoes are still in my room.”

“Oh my god,” Virgil said. “I didn’t even notice.”

“Dude!”

“I panicked!” Virgil said defensively. “I would have noticed eventually!”

Roman was cracking up. Virgil threw a cannon at him. “Hey!” Roman said. He grabbed the first piece he reached and threw it back.

Then it was war. Risk pieces flew through the air and both boys descended into laughter. They didn’t even notice when keys jiggled in the lock. It was only Logan’s quick reflexes that kept him from getting hit in the face by a blue cavalryman.

“Heh, hey, Logan,” Roman said, red from laughing but immediately trying to look like he hadn’t just been throwing game pieces like a ten-year-old. “We were just cleaning up.”

“You have an odd definition of ‘cleaning up,’” Logan said.

“We were cleaning up a few minutes ago,” Virgil said. His cheeks were flushed from laughing, and he still had a small smile on his face. Roman was delighted; Virgil almost never smiled.

“I see,” Logan said. “Is that Risk?”

“Yeah. I thought we could play it Wednesday,” Virgil said. “We should make sure that all the pieces are here still, though.”

With that, Virgil and Roman quickly picked up the game pieces again, and the smile disappeared. Logan went out to get the piece that had been thrown at his head, and returned shortly. Once they’d found and counted all the pieces, Virgil put the box on top of his and Logan’s shared chest of drawers.

“Alright, I’m gonna go get your shoes,” Roman said to Virgil.

“Why do you have his shoes?” Logan asked.

“Because he forgot them in my room, and I forgot to bring them here when I came over,” Roman said. “See ya in a sec.”

Roman left, and came back a minute later with the black sneakers. He didn’t stay, instead offering a quick and dramatic, “Until we meet again!” and disappeared back into his own dorm.

Logan and Virgil were left alone in their dorm. “You two seem to be getting along well,” Logan said.

“Hopefully,” Virgil said.

The two stood in silence for a few minutes, both knowing what needed to come next but neither wanting to make the next move.

Finally, Logan ran a hand through his hair and said, “I want to apologize for what happened earlier. It’s been a...a rough weekend for me.”

“Me too,” Virgil said. “I was stressed out. I shouldn’t have snapped at you.”

“I think…” Logan started, then stopped, trying to formulate words in a way that would be productive and not offensive. “I think maybe next time we should try to be a little more direct about what’s upsetting us so that we don’t inadvertently cause each other harm.”

“Agreed, yeah,” Virgil said. “We need to figure out how to communicate better. Like, we seemed to get along pretty well when we were texting over the summer, so I feel like we can, I just...let’s work on it, okay? This whole thing’s been stressing me out, a lot.”

“I feel the same,” Logan said.

“Cool,” Virgil said. “You wanna rap about your problems then?”

“Excuse me?” Logan asked, perplexed.

Virgil flinched. “Nothing,” he said. “Just, this guy I knew in high school, whenever I seemed down, he’d tell me to rap about it. It was stupid, but usually it made us feel better.”

“Oh,” Logan said. “Well, if it’s worked for you in the past, I certainly wouldn’t be opposed to trying it.”

“Alright,” Virgil said. “And we should stop with the ‘we’re roommates not friends’ thing. I don’t know why we’ve clung to it for so long, but it’s stupid.”

“Agreed,” Logan said. “We should try to be both roommates and friends. I’ve heard life is better that way.”

Virgil laughed, and Logan smiled a bit as well. It wasn’t a perfect solution, but it was a start.

~

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#roommates #patton sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #idek about this chapter pals #i don't like it #but it's here #i didn't even write one single pun and patton's in half the chapter #oh well #there's always next time

[stephanericherthanyou]

2016 fic year in review

i didn’t xpost a lot of these to tumblr...tbh i have no idea how many people read this blog/are here for any fandom other than knb & sometimes i’m just too lazy to log on so yeah. this is more for me than anything else (it would be SO nice if ao3 had deeper analytic features) but if u have thoughts lmk

ALSO! if you write and you want to do this lmk when you do i love hearing ppl talking about their writing...or if you’ve already done it lmk you did....

also this is only whatever’s on ao3 & totally published in 2016.

JANUARY Saccharine (kylux, 1137) Victory (kylux, 1219) Luxury (kylux, 1149)

FEBRUARY Perihelion (kylux, 1751) Drift (kylux, 2195) Like Fireworks (garciraki, 1128)

MARCH Even Keel (aomido, 1216) More than Worth it (nijihimu, 1002) Treasure Trove (midokise, 1017) We’re In Too Deep (haikaga, 1029) Possibilities (aomido, 2769) Eccentric Orbits (kagahimu + alex, 1265) Patience (mayuaka, 1054) Checkmate (akamido, 1003) Stupid Questions (aomido, 1120) Too Much (nijihimu, 1485) Fathoms (himumibu, 1066) Beneficial (iwakasu, 1070) Tangled Up (aomurakagahimu, 1034)

APRIL Stay (nijihimu, 1877) Date Night (himualex, 1096) A Little Bit (susaima, 1151) Surrender Unconditional (kagahimu, 1187) We Never Go Out Of Style (haikise, 1283)

MAY Deserving of the Best (kiyomibu, 1362) Double Reverse (aomido, 2187) Afternoon In (nijihimu, 2406) Sweep of the Sword (garciraki, 1130) Unimpressive Tactics (kenkou, 1010) Supersaturate (aohimu, 1073) Stuck on You (129, 1177) Sinusoid Curves (nijikise, 1126)

JUNE Paranoia (kylux, 1025) At the Point (akahimu, 1027) Walking Home (yuutaka, 1169) Nuit Blanche (kagahimu, 1153) Dimensionality (aowaka, 1512) One More (liuhimu, 1048) It Takes Two (nebumibu, 1628) Split the Bill (haikise, 1084) Flex (garciraki, 1726) The View From Here (nijao, 1364)

JULY Alone in the Crowd (garciraki, 1243) Close to Perfect (nijihimu, 1052) Context (himualex + taiga, 1822) Higher Ceilings (aomura, 1234) Snowbound (garciraki, 1003) True (platonic!kagahimu, 1463) Flock (kiridai, 2142) Back and Forth (kagahimu, 2123) Swing Away (aomido, 2343) Sticks like Summer (nijihimu, 1188)

AUGUST Unintentional Switching (haikise, 1029) Fame (kagahimualex, 1884) Trust Me (haikise, 1549) From Me to You (haikise, 1053) Satisfactory (haikise, 1160) Young and Beautiful (haikise, 1026) As It’s Meant (garciraki, 1301) Bloom (sheith, 2439) Stay Calm (shance, 1587) You Can’t Go Back (lance, 1244) Preserve (sheith, 2007) Special Delivery (vld ensemble, 1896) Sticky Eyes (sheith, 1535) Not this Second (sheith, 1015) Trust Me (sheith, 1805)

SEPTEMBER Incentive (sheith, 1420) Within Reach (sheith, 2954) Contained (hance, 1025) Buoyancy (hance, 1148) Clarity (sheith, 1392) Ranger (sheith, 1403) Here’s Looking at You (susaima, 1252) Stay the Course (alforan, 1059) Vicissitude (hance, 1592) Sedulous (nijihimu, 1064) Log (September 2016) (various, 6038)

OCTOBER About Geology (sheith, 1146) Re-Reflect (kagahimualex, 1836)

NOVEMBER Destination Unknown (liuhimu, 1968)

DECEMBER Selfish (sciencepilot, 1029) Something as Simple (sciencepilot, 1789) On Happiness (sciencepilot, 1155)

STATS (not actually part of the meme but i wanted to) Most frequent ship: sheith (10) Shortest fic: More than Worth it (1002) Longest fic (not including log): Within Reach (2954) Total words: 122923 (i’ll try to do better this year) Average WC: 1463 Average WC not including log: 1408

idk it’s all in excel i can fool around with it more later

QUESTIONS (actually part of the meme) My favorite: Saccharine. it’s just a really long-winded explanation of coffee headcanons.....and people liked it.....amazing..... My best: One More. It actually explored places I wanted the characters to go and some ideas I’ve been kicking around for the epic wish-fulfillment yosen-wins-the-winter-cup fic i am never going to actually write. it worked well; i got the ideas across without overexplaining; the fic did what i wanted it to. Story most underappreciated by the universe: idk Special Delivery? For once my jokes were actually on target.....i wrote it specifically for one person (who liked it) so i don’t really care if anyone else does? but i think it’s funny so yeah more people should read it Most fun story: Special Delivery by far. Sexiest story: Sedulous is the only one with a sex scene lmao. other stuff can be sexy too but u know. Hardest story to write: Sweep of the Sword had been in my wip folder for a very long time (months? a year?) by the time i actually got around to finishing it. for a long time I just had a vague idea of Masako teaching Alex something about swords and i didn’t know what to do with it. Most unintentionally telling story: uh. idk...any unintentionally telling ones are so unintentional i can’t even see it now lol

#i was looking for a writing meme & found this... #coughs loudly send me prompts #admin