#what crazy organization tag does this get hmmm

[ellies-enrichment]

backwards - warsan shire

#:) #the last of us #joel miller #ellie williams #the rest of the applebees are doing poetry things and i felt like this one fit pretty well #what crazy organization tag does this get hmmm #webbed #i will never use that word ever probably so its a good tag #died and came back as a cowboy call that reintarnation

[ppersonna]

organic - ksj | thirteen

a social media au

↳ summary- You agree to do your childhood best friend, Namjoon, a favor by working as his boss’s gardener.  However, Namjoon fails to tell you just how much of a rich ass Kim Seokjin really is. You hate him, and he hates you, so why does it bother you when his ex makes her way back into his life?

↳ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw

↳ pairing- seokjin x reader

↳ warnings- 😬 smut, oral sex (m/f receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk, teasing, bratty!yn, brat-tamer!jin, unprotected sex (dont be dumb), aftercare (ig), lmaoooooo here we mf GO.

↳ a/n- omgomgomgogmogmogmogmomgomgogmg. thats all i gotta say yall.  also, so sorry but the tags are currently being VERY BAD and i am sorry if they didnt work.

taglist-

@rjsmochii @broke-bts-stan @kookiesjoonies @sistaflubs @sombreboy @brilliantlybasicb @sugarly-laysa @absoluteyoongit @chimoona @ladyartemesia @lemonjoonah @jinsearth @tiddieshakeshownu @hannahdinse8 @imluckybitches @55west81st @xoxrinaxox @remplazable-yellowpink @lustingstae @lidda @amoreguk @deadleaves278 @devotedlywriting @koostime @fangurl-ontgeside @hauntedlilies @gukniverse @simplymemyself @alyboo-jpeg @themyscirarey @taetaewonderland @jinhitwhore @softychimseok @amberaesthetics @lovesjenmoong @bangtansbun @garii71 @sweetnspicy93 

The house was empty. Too empty. 

The normally chaotic space of the living room, where all the roommates and friends usually joined was silent. 

You walked around aimlessly, still confused by Jin’s texts, and hoped to find someone to distract you, keep you from going into the bedroom Jin most certainly occupied. 

You couldn’t wrap your mind around the man. In one minute, you’d be daydreaming about his lips and the way he felt pressed up against you. The next, you’d be contemplating methods of murder and if you could bury his body next to the freshly planted rose bushes in the back courtyard. 

A sigh escaped you. No one was home. You were stuck with Jin.  

You grumbled under your breath as you made your way down the lush hallway.  Some friends. Didn’t even invite you out. Left you here with the extremely handsome, tempting, annoying asshole. 

The door opened before you even reached your hand out to grab the handle. Jin appeared with a sleazy smile. 

“Little vixen,” he said, grabbing your wrist. 

“What the fuck are you talking about?!”

It was almost starting to get annoying. 

Jin motioned to the bed. Pretty, pink lingerie lay on the luxe fabric, arranged delicately yet with full intent displayed. 

“I can’t wait to see you in it,” Jin spoke. He moved closer. So close it made your throat swell up. His hands ran up and down your arm. “I knew you’d give in.” 

His words snapped you out of any sensuality you felt at his embrace.  Your hands pushed at the expanse of his chest. 

“I didn’t fucking do this!” You snapped. “Why the fuck would I want you?”

“You think I don’t notice the way you slide in bed towards me until you’re practically humping me?” 

Jin’s smirk was reaching levels you’d never seen before. He was pleased with himself, with this situation. You were sure if you glanced down his body you’d see proof of his arousal. But you couldn’t. You’d lose all ability to talk, to fight. 

“Okay, I was cold! That’s the only reason!” 

Jin tsk’ed and shook his head. 

“Darling, it’s okay. You’re meant to be my wife, you should know how your husband performs in bed. It’s natural to be curious.”

Your hands balled into fists. 

“I’m… not curious.” 

He quirked his head and smiled. “No? Not even a little?”

Jin stepped towards you again, this time slower and with heat. 

“Not curious how deep I can get inside you, how wet you can be for me?”

You would be lying if you said your body didn’t react, didn’t heat under his intense gaze. 

“Clearly, someone set this up,” you whispered, trying to navigate the conversation away from the topic of your wet pussy. 

“Did they now?” Jin asked as he played with a piece of your hair. “You sure it wasn’t all a ruse to get the worldwide handsome in bed with you?” 

“You’re so arrogant,” you snapped. “You think every woman is falling on their face to fuck you.”  Your words were sharp but lacked any of the heat behind it. 

Jin chuckled. “That’s because they generally are.”

His fingers trailed down your face, your neck.  His eyes were fixated at your collar bones, magnetized to the juncture of your throat and shoulder. 

“Well, I’m not.” 

“Say someone set this all up, say I believe you… you still aren’t putting up much of a fight.” 

Damn. 

Jin had you there. 

He continued before you could speak. “It’s almost like you’ve been wanting to find out more ever since I kissed you.” 

Your eyes closed in reply.  The kiss.  The god forsaken kiss.  

“You played me.” 

Jin sighed and tucked a stray hair behind your ear, eyes now level with yours. 

“It’s okay to be curious. About me. About us. I think about it too.” He admitted. 

It piqued your interest and made you swallow hard. 

“I think about what it would be like to have your fiery little body underneath me. Trying to be big and bad and headstrong while you’re getting stuffed full of my cock.” 

You couldn’t help the soft whine that left your lips, and you kicked yourself for allowing Jin to see your moment of weakness. 

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He asked as he moved you towards the bed.  His eyes burned into yours and it felt like all the air in the room left, leaving you suffocating. 

“You want me to take control, to tame the little brat inside you. I can do that, baby. All you have to do is admit you’re the one who did all of this.” 

You fell against the bed with a soft thud, right next to the expensive lingerie. It was your style, your type. Even through the rage of Jin believing you were trying to seduce him, you can’t help but envision yourself in the lace and letting the man unwrap you. 

“It wasn’t me,” you whispered. “I wouldn’t buy something so expensive. You know I prefer secondhand.” 

Jin visibly recoiled and rolled his eyes. 

“I should spank you for that.  You don’t have to lie. You don’t have to save face. I know you did it, baby.”

“It wasn’t fucking me!”

Jin stared at you, eyes seeking answers in your own. 

“You’re such a petty bitch sometimes, you know that?” He stalked closer to you, pushing you down into the bed. “Such a little fucking tease.  You act like you hate me, yet you can’t stop looking at me. You can’t stop thinking about me. You made me get in bed with you every fucking night and still try to claim you hate me?” 

He looked infuriated.  It was scary as much as it was arousing. 

“Don’t you fucking get that I want you?” Jin asked as he pressed a finger under your chin to make you stare him down. “Do you not understand in that thick head of yours that you drive me fucking crazy?”

It’s the straw that breaks the camel's back. 

Instantly, you tugged him down and crushed your lips to his. You kissed him wildly, no finesse or skill. It’s all mouth and teeth and tongue.  Jin groaned into your open mouth, and you pulled away. 

“I didn’t fucking set this up,” you stated with intent. “But I will fuck you until you’re not a goddamn asshole anymore.” 

He never got the chance to retort any smart-ass remark—your hands pushed him onto the bed and your hands flew to his tight, teasing jeans. Your mouths melded together again with the heat of an oven, meshing together with all passion and fire of your argument now funneled into pure, sexual charge. 

Jin’s head rested on the pillows as you hovered above him, trying to tug at his jeans while maintaining a steady assault on his lips. 

He chuckled, his own hands coming to assist you as his tongue explored your mouth. He pulled away to kick the jeans off, leaving him in his expensive Balenciaga tight boxers. 

“God,” you groaned. You were part aroused by the impressive length pressing against the black fabric, half annoyed that his underwear likely cost half of your paycheck alone. “Fucking ostentatious rich asshole.”  

Jin couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but it quickly escaped him as your hand rubbed at his hot bulge, gripping tightly and gritting his teeth to keep from moaning. 

“Shit,” he sighed. “If you make me cum in these, I'm taking the cleaner fee out of your paycheck.” 

You made a show of rolling your eyes, moving down his body and tugging the fabric down along the way. 

“The fact that you get your fucking underwear dry cleaned…,” you sneered. 

You didn’t answer. You didn’t need to. Jin’s impressive length was now free and thick and hard in your hands. His expensive underwear fell to the floor without a care from either of you as you eyed the stiff cock in your hands. 

“Is it everything you’ve dreamed and fantasized of?”  He tried to act cool and collected, using his bravado to mask the absolute pleasure he felt at your delicate hand gripping him tightly. He was certain he would cum instantly if he wasn’t careful. 

“Hmmm,” you sighed as you gave long, languid pumps with your hand. “I mostly fantasized of kicking you here. But, I’m sure this will be a suitable way to shut you up, too.” 

Jin opened his mouth in reply but cut himself off with a strangled groan as your hot mouth descended, taking him fully to the hilt at the back of your throat.  His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as he felt your tight mouth envelop him and suck. 

Your mouth worked eagerly, licking and sucking as you began a pace.  You’re determined to suck the cocky attitude right out of him. And judging by the look that crossed his face—eyes glazed over in bliss, mouth ajar in pleased disbelief—you’d say you did an outstanding job at it. 

His hand moved to your head, a surprisingly gentle grasp in your hair as he held back pieces of your fringe that fell in your face.  Your heart thumped harder against your chest, eyes flickering up to his to gaze at him as your mouth continued its assault on his cock.

You cursed yourself the moment your eyes locked with Jin’s.  It would be easier to hate him, to think of this as a way to get back at him, if you hadn’t.  Now, all you saw was the side of Jin you saw before.  The sensitive, passionate Jin who kissed you deeply and held your hand through dinner.  The look in his eyes now spoke more than just of sexually charged thoughts—it spoke something tender too.

You quickly forced yourself back to the task at hand.  Your tongue swirled around the tip of his head.  You forced yourself to see this as sex, nothing more.  Your heart was too sensitive to allow other thoughts invading in.  What was it that Tae always said to do? Get the dick, secure the bag?

Oh, what did he know—wasn’t the boy head over heels for Jimin, anyway?

Jin’s hand tightened around your hair, encouraging you to come up for air.  Your hand kept a steady pace as your lips popped off his length.

“What? Enjoying yourself too much?” You teased as you used your free hand to wipe at the saliva running down your chin.  

Jin groaned as he watched your fist still work its way up and down his slick cock.  

“Mm,” he sighed and bit his lip. “Yeah, actually.  I don’t wanna cum yet.  Wanna save it for that bratty little pussy of yours.”

The words made your breath hitch in your throat.  

In an instant, Jin had you flipped over and you were prone to him.  The devilish grin on his face told you he had you right where he wanted you.

“I hope you had fun thinking you’re the boss,” he murmured as he sat back on his heels and unbuttoned his tight shirt.  “Daddy’s in charge now.”

The shiver you feel run down your spine makes you feel too vulnerable, too attracted and exposed to the man above you, now completely naked.  His body was cut to perfection, hard lines of his muscles exposed that made your mouth water.

“Didn’t realize you had a daddy kink.” Your attempt to sound bratty failed—both you and Jin knew it.  Your eyes were still locked at the way his lower abdomen formed a perfect V line, the slight thatch of hair just above his cock.  

“My eyes are up here, baby.”

Your eyes snapped up to him instantly, cheeks turning pink.

“It’s okay.  Don’t be shy.  Lots of women get overwhelmed when they see the worldwide handsome in the flesh like this too.”

His words rolled around in your stomach uncomfortably and you’re forced to face the reality that Jin does this—a lot.  With a lot of women.  And you’re overwhelmed by how jealous it makes you.  You want to be the only one underneath him, the only one able to graze your fingers down his chest, the only to cry out his name.

And the thought scared you.

So, you did what you did best—ignore it.

Jin’s hard, burning gaze bore into you.  His hands reached towards the tops of your jeans and you noted the way he ignored the patches of dirt on the knees from your day at work.  In fact, you’re surprised he even let you on the bed in clothes that were shabby too.

The jeans quickly left your body, and Jin hovered over your legs.  His hands trailed down the soft satin of your panties, barely covering your core.  Your body reacted instantly, thighs moving to press together, but Jin would have none of it.

“Ah, ah,” he warned.  “Don’t tell me you’re shy.  You never seemed so shy when you’re biting my head off.”

“Shut up,” you murmured, allowing your legs to spread apart again.  

Jin lowered himself between your thighs, fingers wrapping around the fabric.

“I see you’re wearing the panties I bought you.”

The look on his face told you he was proud of himself.

“I still hate that you made me buy underwear.  Not like you were going to see them.”

Jin sent a look at you, tearing his gaze from your soaked core.  

“Oh, then what do you call this?”

Your words caught in your mouth.  He got you there.

“...shut up.”

Jin grinned and moved his eyes back towards your cunt, pulling your panties down.

“So mouthy.  Someone needs to put you in your place.”

Your mouth opened in a gasp as the panties slide off, a string of slick arousal following it.  Jin can’t help but chuckle.

“For all that big talk, you seem to be very excited.”

The desire to be touched quickly outweighed the need to hold your own.  With your pussy open and exposed, and Jin’s eyes focused on it like it was his last meal, the burning desire in your stomach nearly bubbles over.

“Jin,” you gasped. “Please.”

“Now, look who’s begging.”

You wanted desperately to wipe the smirk off his face, to put him in his place, but your resolve quickly faded the closer he got to your glistening folds.

“You want me to eat your sweet pussy? Tell me you do.  Tell me it’s all you’ve wanted.”

The pride in your heart thuds hard—you can’t find it in you to say it but you ache for his sweet mouth, plushy lips, harsh tongue that would spear into you deliciously.

“Jin, fuck, please,” you begged.  “I can’t…”

“I won’t touch you if you don’t,” he explained. “You could be halfway to a screaming orgasm by now if you’d just suck up that pride of yours as well as you sucked my cock.”

Your body squirmed uncomfortably and his hands gripped your thighs, keeping you secured to the bed.

“Fucking say it,” he demanded and the timbre of his voice had your cunt pulsing around nothing.

You’ve finally had it.  

“Please! Jin! I fucking need you!  God, I always think about fucking you, are you happy?” You asked with frustration boiling over.  “I think about you fucking me all—fucking—day.  Please, I need you, daddy.”

Jin smirked at the sound of his honorific and knew he had you wrapped around his finger.

“Good baby girl,” he cooed.

His mouth latched onto your cunt in seconds.  His hands spread the folds apart and his tongue darted out to begin a licking motion on your clit.  Your eyes snap closed and mouth gaped open in silent pleasure.

“Oh, fuck!” You finally found your voice and your hands grasped at his brawny arms below you, fingers digging into his skin gently.  

Jin didn’t hold back.  His tongue worked your clit in a frenzy, knowing just where to suck and nibble and lick just right.  You hated to admit that for all his bragging he had the skills to back it up.

Your moans encouraged him more, and his hand worked its way in, two fingers slipping into your heat.  The added sensation made your back arc off the bed.

“Shit! Oh, shit!”  The combination of all the sensations made you keen and your core tightens impossibly.  “Oh, fuck, Jin! I’m going to cum!”

He smirked against you and kept his pace, increasing the speed of his finger as his tongue worked you to the height of your climax.

It washed over you—hard.  Your vision blacked out around the edges and you’re sure you stopped breathing for ten whole seconds, before your lungs burned and gasped in for air.

Jin pulled his fingers from within you and licked them clean.  The cocky aura surrounding him was gone.  Now, it felt worshipful.  It felt pious.

He didn’t want long before crawling up to you.  His lips pressed against your own, your own unsteady breath mixing with his as you tasted your own slick on his tongue.   The flavor of your cum and his mouth made you gasp. 

Jin pulled away and peered down at you, his thick length now lined up at your soaked core.

“Can I fuck you?”  Jin’s voice was gentle.  “I have condoms, if you want....”

You nodded your head quickly. “If you’re clean, please… just fuck me like this.”

You didn’t know what came over you—normally a good rule-following type of girl, but something deep down wanted to feel Jin, all of Jin, uninhibited.

His eyes sought into yours for a moment.  He held an emotion in there—one that you couldn’t quite recognize , and your heart clenched at the idea that anything other than lust flickered through his consciousness.

“Okay, I’m clean too,” he whispered as his length breached you. 

Jin pressed his lips to yours as his cock slid into you, tenderness lacing the movement as he stilled inside you.  He held you there for a moment, hands moving to cup your face.  His hips remained motionless, and you both melted at the feeling of your bodies joining.

You forced yourself to look away from whatever emotion Jin was trying to reveal through his gaze and moved your hips slightly to encourage him.

He seemed to get the idea and quickly slid himself in and out.  The feeling of his bare cock stuffed inside you, each ridge and vein dragging itself in and out of you, felt better than any sex you’d ever had.  

Jin’s pace became quicker, and the tender sensuality became quickly replaced with raw passion and lust, which loosened the feeling of vulnerability you felt before.

“God, you’re taking me so good,” he gasped as he plunged himself deep into you, as if to make a point.  “You’re so fucking tight and wet for me, fuck, baby.”

Your moans echoed off the luxe walls, and you threw your head back against the fine egyptian cotton pillows.  As much as you wanted to hate the display of wealth, you couldn’t help but be grateful for Jin’s need for expensive fabrics.  They felt like heaven against your bare skin, and the friction of Jin’s movements made them rub on you deliciously.

“Yes, fuck!” You exclaimed.  “You feel so good!”

There was no need to hold back the praise, and you had no desire to either.  Jin was fucking you so good that any ideas of hating him had left the second he entered you.

Jin let his head drop to your ears—whispered praises of how good you were, how fucking tight you felt.  He continued as he pounded you deeply and pulled your body close to his, as if he couldn’t get close enough.

It didn’t take long for you to feel your second high coming.  Jin’s cock hit just the right places, and he dropped a hand to your joined centers to rub at your clit, encouraging your climax to spiral towards the end.

His pace became frantic as he fucked you with fervor and no finesse, hips snapping and pistoning into you as deeply and quickly as he could.  Idly, he realized he wished he could be buried in your cunt forever, that he’s likely never felt such a better pussy in his life.  And he didn’t want to allow himself to think too hard about what that meant.  

He could feel it building, climbing to an ever growing peak that he felt on the brink of summiting.  His breath hitched, yours panted heavily, and he felt hypnotized by the way your cries escalated to near screams.

The chase to the end was quick, as Jin quickly worked himself up to his climax as your cunt became tighter and fluttered around his cock the closer you edged to the end.  Jin groaned as the feeling inside of him snapped.  It pulsed with each shot of his seed into your womb--and he groaned as he felt your walls clench around him as you soared over your own edge.

His name was the only thing you could scream as he kept his pace, allowing your walls to milk him dry.  He held himself inside you, allowed him the chance to soak in the feeling of you and him mixing as one.

Your come-down from the orgasm felt slow, languid.  Jin’s body laid next to you and his cock still nuzzled deep inside your walls.  It felt secure.  It made you feel safe, love, full.  Your heart beat erratically, combined with the exertion of the act and the physical proximity of the man now lying next to you, breathing just as hard.

His arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you in tight, only allowing his cock to slip out of you after he was sure you were secure in his arms.  His forehead pressed against yours—eyes seeking your own with that same, tender look from before.

No words were spoken for a moment, just the silence and combined breath of your exhaustion.

Jin kissed you, then.  Deep, soft, loving.  It felt too real.  Too much.  It bothered you how much you loved it and wanted it to continue.

“Do you,” he began, before pausing for a moment. “Do you want to maybe… stay longer than a week?” 

You bit your lip, pondering his request.

Did you want to leave? Did you want to return to a life of working for the man you just let cum inside you?  Could you still pretend to be his wife after experiencing this and walking away?

Did you even want to pretend at all?

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Yeah, I think I kind of like this gaudy house.”

Jin’s soft smile turned into a smirk and his hands gripped your waist tighter.

“Next thing you know, you’ll be shopping only at Armani.”

“In your fucking dreams, daddy.”

#bts smut #bts social media au #seokjin smut #bts sm au #bts fake texts #bts fake chats #bts imagine #bts texts #bts fics #kim seokjin smut #bts kim seokjin #bts seokjin #worldwide handsome #organic sm au #organic social media au

[jaehyunhour]

la la love | ten

college!jaemin strangers to lovers social media au.

summary: in which you’re upset at jeno for still talking to his ex yeji, so you recruit jaemin to fake date you to make him jealous, but you accidentally fall in love with jaemin during the process.

pairing: jaemin x female reader (special guest appearances from nct’s jisung, chenle, renjun, jeno, and itzy’s ryujin and yeji).

2.2k words. (warning: slightly suggestive! just a heated make out session, but if you are uncomfortable reading 00 line smut just skip over it! i was born in 00, so i am comfortable reading/writing mature content of 00 liners but i know not everyone is!)

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y/n lay in her bed as she scrolled through phone trying to entertain herself. ryujin and jisung were away visiting their families for the weekend, renjun was busy studying for exams as they neared finals week, and she didn’t want to text jeno. she stared at jaemin’s contact in her phone, she could call him and ask him to come over, but she was torn about it. every time she reached out to spend time with him, renjun’s words rang through her head. she really didn’t want to hurt him. but before she could process what was happening, her finger had already pressed the facetime button.

“oh, shit,” she said as it rang, and right as she was about to hang up, it connected.

“what’s up, y/n?” jaemin said on the other line. his hair was messy and he was wearing a pair of round glasses.

“i didn’t know you wear glasses,” y/n responded.

“i don’t,” jaemin took the glasses off and set them on his bedside table. “they’re just to look nice. am i just going to see the top half of your face or will you show me your whole face?”

y/n sat up, fixed her hair a little bit before extending her arm to show her entire face to jaemin. “happy?”

“very. so what’s up? why’d you call?”

“oh! i was just bored! ryujin and jisung are gone for the weekend, renjun is busy studying, and i don’t exactly want to hang out with jeno… i don’t know if you’d want to hang out though, i know late night impromptu hangouts aren’t really in your fake boyfriend job description.”

“hmmm, i have some exams i have to study for but i think i can spare a couple hours.” jaemin got up quickly and went to his mirror. “i’m just gonna come dressed like this, though, okay?” he flipped the camera to reveal his cozy fit: grey sweatpants and a loose fit white v neck.

“wear a sweater! you can’t catch a cold.”

he pushed his closet open, revealing a bunch of shirts, sweaters, and jackets all neatly organized by color. “which one?”

“i like that red hoodie a lot.”

“you got it. alright, see you in 30.”

“make it 15.”

“i can make it 15 but you’ll starve.”

“okay, see you in 30.”

and as promised, 30 minutes later jaemin was knocking on y/n’s door, holding take out. when she opened the door, she smiled at him before quickly reaching for the food and setting it onto the coffee table in the living room. jaemin slipped his shoes off by the door, and slumped onto the couch.

“i don’t even get a proper greeting? i just cured your boredom and fed you.”

“you’re right, you’re right.” y/n stood in front of him and quickly pulled him up off the couch and gave him a hug. he returned the hug and squeezed her tight, and — did y/n’s heart just skip a beat? no way. “can i eat now?” she asked, getting nervous. he pulled away and nodded.

“are you going to eat?” she asked, returning to the food and beginning to feast.

“i ate just before you called.”

“ah, okay. thank you for bringing food! just take out however much it was out of my purse,” she points at her purse on the table next to the couch. he nods and reaches over, but instead picks up the control to the tv to turn it on.

and they sat in comfortable silence for 15 minutes, y/n on the ground eating and jaemin on the couch behind her looking for something to watch on hulu. he couldn’t find anything that he wanted to watch, so he abandoned it until she was done eating so he could get her full undivided attention. once she was done, she cleaned up the trash and sat on the couch next to him.

“is there anything in particular you feel like seeing?” jaemin asked, handing the control to her. she took it from him, and immediately went to the horror section on netflix. “really? a horror movie?”

“why, are you scared?” she raised her eyebrows at him.

“i should be asking you that!” jaemin responded, but deep down he was a little scared. “you always talk about how you can never get all the way through a horror movie because you get too scared.”

“that’s when i’m alone… but you’re here, we could watch one together and maybe i can get through it.”

“i don’t think holding you while you try to watch a horror movie was in my fake boyfriend job description,” jaemin said, with a laugh.

“it isn’t, but it is in your real friend job description.”

“we’re friends?”

“well, yeah. i thought that was obvious.”

there’s a beat of silence.

“fine, ONE horror movie, but i’m picking it,” jaemin said, taking the control from her hand and picking a movie. he settled on the curse of la llorona, it looked the least threatening and y/n seemed excited to watch it when he read the title. halfway through the movie, though, y/n rest her head on jaemin’s shoulder and knocked out. he had to admit, he was scared of the movie but the sound of her quiet snores was enough for him to brave the rest of the movie because he didn’t want to wake her.

but once the movie was over, he still didn’t budge. her snores had stopped, but jaemin knew — or at least, thought — she was still asleep, because he took his phone out and took a few pictures of her sleeping on him. he didn’t know that she was still awake, but was too comfortable to ruin the moment. she thought maybe if she stayed like that for just a little bit longer, he would pick her up and take her to bed like her parents used to do when she fell asleep in the car as a child. but he didn’t, he sat still. and he spoke.

“my, my, y/n what am i going to do with you? i know i wasn’t supposed to, but i think i’ve really fallen for you,” jaemin whispered. “isn’t that crazy? a month ago i couldn’t even remember the fact that we went to high school together, and now i’m sitting here on your couch and all i can think about is how badly i want to kiss you.” he paused for a second. “but that’s not in my fake boyfriend job description, right? this is just to get back at jeno. and i’m sure we’ll succeed. but, man, what i wouldn’t give to just be able to kiss you once, or even hold your hand behind closed doors. when we’re in public, it’s different. it’s all a show… i think i want to be yours for real. but i have to remind myself this is just to get back at jeno.”

her heart broke a little hearing jaemin’s whispered confession, and she didn’t know what to do. should she tell him she’s been awake and heard everything? or does she pretend to just wake up and ignore it? she decided with the latter, and pretended to just wake up. jaemin held in a breath as she lifted her head from his shoulder, rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and put on her best fake groggy voice.

“how long have i been asleep?”

“i think about an hour, i’m not sure. you fell asleep about halfway through the movie.”

“was it scary?”

jaemin let out a laugh. “yeah, it was. we’ll have to rewatch it another day.”

he shifted his body to look over at her. “let’s get you to bed.” he stood up, took her into his arms, and carried her into her bed. once in her bed, she sat up with her back pressed against the headboard as jaemin walked into her bathroom.

“what are you doing? she questioned. jaemin didn’t respond, but he walked back out of the bathroom with toner, cotton pads, her moisturizer, and some lip balm. “jaemin, i’m too tired to do my whole routine right now.”

he sat on her bed, opened the toner and put some on the cotton pad. he slowly cleansed her face and moisturized it for her. after he set the moisturizer down on her bedside table, he brought the lip balm up to her lips and applied it. her heart was beating faster when jaemin’s hands were so close to her lips, and the tension proved to be too much for him too. he leaned in, and she felt his breath ghost her lips. before she could stop him, he closed the gap between the two and pressed his lips forcefully against hers. at first, she was too shocked to react and jaemin was about to pull away, but her hands found their way into his hair and kept him in place. she kissed back for just a moment, and as she was going to pull away, jaemin gently pushed her into her bed and climbed on top of her.

jaemin’s mind ran wild as he realized what he was doing, he couldn’t believe that he was in this position. her body tucked beneath his, as her hands went from being buried in his hair to feeling all over his body. jaemin pulled back for just a second to look at her, and she pulled him right back in and deepened their kiss, letting his tongue into her mouth as one of his hands squeezed her breasts. her hands trailed down his torso, slipped underneath his shirt and hoodie, and her fingernails lightly scratched at his abs.

“y/n—“ he groaned. she shushed him.

“touch me, jaemin.” she whispered.

 as much as jaemin wanted to, he knew things had already gone too far. whether she was acting out of feelings for him or just the heat of the moment was a mystery to him, but he knew he couldn’t keep going. he pulled back and sat up, the hand that was previously on her chest running through his hair. jaemin’s eyes were blown out, and y/n stared at him while she caught her breath. she didn’t know what to say.

“i’m sorry,” jaemin started. “i crossed the line, and i shouldn’t have. i’m sorry. this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“that’s okay,” she said quietly. her eyes met his and she could tell he really felt sorry. it tore her apart inside.

“i’m sorry,” he repeated, unable to find other words to say. “this wasn’t supposed to happen, this was just pretend for you to get jeno, i wasn’t supposed to kiss you or anything...” jaemin gets up, panicked and begins to head for the door. “i should go home.”

y/n watched him walk to the door and her chest hurt as she stared at him. right as his hand reached the doorknob, he hesitated hoping she would ask him to stay. 

“please stay,” she responded. “i don’t want to be alone tonight.”

jaemin turned around and nodded. she got into bed and lifted the sheets up, allowing him access, and he crawled into bed next to her but was careful not to pull her into his arms, despite how badly he wanted to. instead, he turned so his back was facing her. guilt filled both of their chests as they lay there next to each other. she scooted closer to him, loosely wrapping an arm around him and spooning him.

“goodnight, jaemin.”

“goodnight.”

jaemin didn't sleep, instead opting for laying in her bed and trying to rationalize everything that happened. the entire situation etched itself in his mind as a blur; he couldn't quite remember what happened but when he closed his eyes he could see the way she looked underneath him, and feel her lips pressed against his. he wanted to do it again, and again, and again, and for the rest of his life. he opened his eyes again, letting out a deep sigh. y/n stirred in her sleep, disturbed by the sigh he let out. "jaemin?" she said, still half asleep.

"i'm still here," he responded.

she didn't respond, and he waited a few minutes before saying anything. "y/n?" he whispered. she didn't respond, and jaemin let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. he memorized the feeling of her arm wrapped around his body, her forehead pressed against his back, and the sound of her breathing as she slept. at one point, he placed his hand atop hers and fit his fingers between hers to see what it felt like to hold her hand behind closed doors. he tried to sleep but couldn't, and lay awake in her bed for hours as she slipped deeper and deeper asleep.

he was careful not to wake her, gently peeling her arm off his body and placing it near her. he slipped out of bed and felt his stomach churn at the thought of leaving her alone, but he knew he couldn't stay any longer.

y/n woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing, text messages coming in rapidly. she didn't know what time she fell asleep, or what time jaemin left, but in the same spot where his body once lay was his red hoodie folded neatly.

#nct #na jaemin #nct smut #nct social media au #nct dream #nct fluff #nct reactions #kpop #kpop social media au #nct angst #nct jaemin #nct jeno #nct haechan #nct jisung #nct renjun #nct chensung #itzy ryujin #itzy yeji #la la love

[samnatandsteve]

Nat gets Amnesia

 so @mockinghawk-romanogers asked for a fic of this based off a post of mine. it took a lot longer to get to than I planned thanks to university and life, and it’s not really the same as the of post but that’s okay. I like both of them. 

This is the post in question by the way: 

[Steve and the Bucky are in central Asia following a lead on a terrorist organization after Civil War][Nat and Sam are following other leads in central America, Nat got hurt and can't keep things straight in her mind]

Nat : *gets a long and well written love letter from Steve*Nat : awwww

Nat : *writes back* "you have a crush on me? That's embarrassing :P"

[A week later]

Steve : *calls Nat on burner phone only for emergencies* Nat, we're litterly married!

Nat : is that how I got your dog tags with your mom's ring on it?

Steve : yes! Don't you remember?

Nat : not really... did I look nice?

Steve : ....of course you did, can I talk to Sam?

Nat : why?

Steve : I need him to check something for me

Nat : what is it? I can do it

*Sam walks in, sees the phone, panicks, and grabs the phone*

Nat : hey!! What gives?

Sam : *trying to act nonchalant while shooting Nat away* hey man, what's up?

Steve : why doesn't my wife remember she's my wife?

Sam : whaaattttt? that's crazy!

Steve : is Nat hurt?

Sam : Not a cut

Nat : *in the background* tell the pizza man I want extra banana peppers on mine

Sam : *to Nat* sure thing

Steve : Sam what happened?

Sam : what do you mean?

Steve : what happen-

Sam : woops well look at that, times up, got to go! Tasha, say bye

Nat : why do I have to say goodbye to the pizza man?

Sam : because he likes you

Nat : likes likes?Sam : ohhh yeah

Steve : wait a minute Sa-

*Sam hangs up*

I can do the whole pizza man part in another one if you guys want me to. But this is the oneshot I whipped up today because I finally had the time and motivation :) 

-

They were on a mission in Brazil that of course brought them to the Amazon Rainforest and not only there but at a Hydra base right on the banks of the river itself. Hydra and their fucking cliches. Sam and Natasha went down there to do some snooping around - “Recon” as Tasha put it. Which of course quickly turned into “innocent intel gathering” as she put it in the middle of the night. Then one trip wire (fucking cliches) got them into a “good old fashion shoot out” as she so cheekly put it as she put a bullet in a Hydra goon’s head. Which may or may not have made Sam question Steve’s sanity for marrying such a scary woman. And they just in Brazil that morning, barely had any lunch and Sam’s stomach is really pissed at him. 

   But back to the point! Hydra, Amazon River, terrifying  woman for a partner, kicking Hydra goon ass all in the very humid and very yuckie air of the Amazon. Just one other reason to add to the list of “why I hate Jimmy”, Sam should've gone with scissors that last round, at least then he would be in Central  Asia and just  be dealing with the heat. 

They managed to get outside where they could get the upper hand,  mainly thanks to Tasha’s kick ass assassin skills. Now he was providing air support and Redwing was being awesome and finishing up the intel theft. 

So Tasha was on the ground kicking ass like only Sam could dream of doing, Sam was playing snipper and taking out stragglers and thinning them out for Tasha when suddenly Tasha was in the river face down and Sam was fighting to right himself midair with his ears ringing painfully.

Cold sweat ran down Sam’s back as the biting air rushed in his ears and brought tears to his eyes. He’s going to blame it on the wind if any of those Hydra idiots brought it up, because Sam Wilson does not cry for his friends, he was a stone cold certified bad bitch (by Tasha the queen of bad bitches herself) thank you very much. His stomach twists painfully making him want to throw up and he does and it’s just acid and it burns his throat and he hates today. 

In just another example of classical Hydra cliche, they blew up their little super secret base and bebrie hit Tasha, sending her into the river. His mind registers the fact that Redwing’s still connected to the goggles’ computer and online. Sam thanks the beings that be as he takes a swan dive to Tasha. One thing is for sure, Sam thought as he pulled Natasha out of the river, Steve will kill him if he finds out about this. 

“Redwing buddy tell me I didn’t just let cap become a widow.” The electronic drone bird chirps as they run away- make a strategic withdrawal into the night sky to their hotel room. Sam breathed a sigh of relief as her vitals popped up and he saw her steady heart beat. “Thank god! He still can’t know about this though!” Redwing chirps again as Sam readjusts the spy in his arms. “Well if she snitches we just have to go into hiding.” Another chirp. “Can you stop pointing out faults in my plan?” Silence. “Thank you.”  

Natalie grones as the light hits her eyes causing a pounding headache to erupt across her head. “What the fuck happened last night?” Her cold hand helped a bit when she held it against her forehead. A black man walked out of the bathroom with a hesitant smile on his face.

“Heyyy girl, how’re you feeling?” She  grunted in reply and she threw her bare legs over the side of the bed. Pausing, she looked down and raised an eyebrow, she had her underwear and tank top on. 

“Why the hell am I half naked with a hell of a hangover? Did we sleep together? You better have used protection!” She jabed her left index finger at the man who was still standing on the other side of the room by the desk. Her eyes caught the gold of her wedding band. “You better be my husband too, I am no cheat!” The man’s mouth went slack as his eyes went wide. 

“I broke her- Hydra broke her and I let them.” He started to ramble to himself, rubbing his hands over his head. Natalie pauses again, what the hell does a Nazi subdivison have to do with this? 

“I thought Captain America took care of those guys.” The man stopped and she could practically see the dread set in as she watched his back. Something in a bag on his side of the room chirped and he snapped at it to shut up. 

After a slew of questions the man, Sam, tells her she had memory loss and thinks she’s one of her covers for her job; A history teacher named Natalie Rushmen when she was really an intelligence agent named Natasha Rogers. They were on a mission in Brazil when she got hurt and they will not be leaving until she gets her memory because “Your husband will kill me if he finds out about this and as my friend you would be obliged to kill him and the whole thing would go down into history books and I don’t want to be in history books like that.” 

They stared into each other's eyes for a while, sweat running down Sam’s face as a smirk played on Natasha’s. She hummed, putting her head in her hand, finger tapping her chin,  pretending to mull it over. 

“Hmmm? What do you mean hmmm??” 

“He is my husband, and I like to think we-” 

“Then don’t think! Trust me, you love to pull shit over him, it's your favorite pastime!” 

“Okay” She got up and left him to get dressed “But i think my other favorite is to keep you on your toes.” She calls from the other side of the closed bathroom door. He flops onto the bed, rubbing his face. Thank god the mission was originally planned for a week and radio silent. 

_

A day later the front office stopped Natasha and gave her an envelope. Said envelope found its way into her purse quicker than a snitch in those Harry Potter books she was working through for the eleventh time according to Sam.   

 When she found the room to be empty and void of said man, she plopped onto her bed and opened the letter. A love letter from a guy trying to be mysterious by going by S - how sweet! But she was married and the most faithful wife-who-can’t-even-remember-her-spouse’s-face there ever was!  But she wasn’t a mean woman either, plus it was so nicely written, clearly S loved her a lot. And she was going to love breaking that big heart of his, gotta set her foot down. 

 So she got to writing her own letter complete with a lipstick kiss on the letter’s bottom corner next to her N.

“Dear S, 

Fuck you, I’m married. 

With nothing but love, 

      N <3” 

Short and to the point, just how she liked it. Smiling to herself with a bounce in her step, she hands her response to the young girl at the front desk, thanked her and went back into the room to watch some Brazilian dramas. The letter from S tucked away in her bag, she was going to ask Sam about it  later when he got back with dinner. 

But dinner came and went and the letter was left forgotten under one of her bras. That was until two days later when Sam got a call on a flip phone. Well the phone in his bag did and like always he way out, so she did the friendly thing of answering it when she saw the unsaved number thinking it was spam. 

“Hello, this is Cathrine from Bed Baths and Beyond, how can I help you on this wonderful day?” 

The midwestern American accent came easily to her as she played with her hair with the phone held in place with her shoulder and cheek 

“Nat what’s going on?” She doesn’t know how she knows but that was Mysterious Mr. S on the other end of the line. 

“Who the fuck do you take me for mr S?? I am married and I’ll bet twenty bucks you’re not even half the man my husband is!” She fished the letter out of her bag “I mean seriously! ‘Words cannot even begin to describe how beautiful you are, Aphrodite cannot even hope to compare.’ “ She reads the line in a high pitched mocking town. “Did you read that from ‘Pickup lines so used and abused even their mothers won’t recognize them’? I wouldn’t be caught dead with a man who thinks that’s the hot shit.” 

  There was a pause and Natasha had to check that he didn’t hang up. 

“What - I’m your husband! Me! Steve Rogers am your spouse!” 

“Yeah okay buddy nice try.” 

“Where’s Sam?” 

“Who’s Sam?” 

“Natasha please don’t, where’s Sam?” 

“He’s at work, doing accountant stuff with the numbers and shit.” 

“Sam barely passed algebra, he hates math.” 

Just  as about to call him a staker, Sam the man walked in with food. 

“Got you some waffles!” He did his best Donkey impression at the word waffles as he closed the door behind him. When he turned back he dropped the food and basically tackled her like a linebacker or something to get to the phone. - Point is it hurt her bruised and battered body.  “Give that to me woman!” 

“No!” 

“What’s going on with you two??” -Steve 

“Yes!” 

“I don’t wanna!” 

“I’ll buy you ice cream!” 

They pause in their battle for the phone. 

“Chocolate?” 

“I’m not a heathen like your husband.” 

“I heard that!” - Steve 

She let go, hand up and palms out in surrender. Sam put the phone to his ear.

“Heyyy Steve, whatsup man?” Sam shoved his unused hand into his armpit as he started to walk the length of the room. Nodding to the food to tell Natasha to start eating, which she does. So she watched him talk while eating her waffles far more entertained than she would be watching a Brazilan show. 

“Why doesn’t my wife remember me?” 

“You have a wife? Wow, congrats man! Who’s the lucky lady?” 

“The one you let get amnesia apparently.” 

“Amnesia-what?” 

Steve sighed on the other end.

“She hurt in any other way?” 

Sam shared a glance with Natasha who had booth cheeks stuffed with waffles. 

“Not a scratch.” 

“You sit on a throne of lies.” Natasha hisses. “I have three broken ribs Mr. S!” 

“What! Thre-!” Steve is sooo going to kill Sam. 

“Oh wow don’t you look at that! Time’s out, gotta go! Bye Steve!” And with a snap of the phone, the yelling voice of an angry husband is cut off. Sam joined Natasha at the table and started to eat his waffles. 

“Is that really my husband?” She pointed her fork at the phone laying on one of the twin beds. Sam nods as he poured syrup over his waffles. “What was I thinking?” 

“To this day I still can’t figure it out.” 

#natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #Natalia Romanova #romanogers #romanogers fanfic #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x natasha romanoff #sam wilson #falcon #captain america #captasha #Black Widow #marvel #MCU #mcu fic #cap quartet #stevenat #natasha x steve

[tarithenurse]

Nightingale - 38

Fandom: Naruto Pairing: Hatake Kakashi &/x Fem!OC Contents: Some concerns about Team 7, sensei stuff, a hint of angst. A/N: As usual, ASK or REBLOG for tag! HUUUGE thanks to all who are reblogging already <3

Ch. 38

The last stubborn snow is dripping from the branches and joining the sludge on the dirt road. The feet of Kakashi’s students let go of the mud with squelches any jōnin would hear but at least they’re so close to their goal that stealth isn’t an option anyways – already, he’s seen the movement in the shadows and undoubtedly Sasuke is aware of it too.

Sasuke. He’s trained harder than ever over the winter, but despite the obvious improvements, the boy remains sullen and is even beginning to seek out confrontations with Naruto. Not always. Most of the time it’s still the straw-haired kid that doesn’t know when to back down, but the fact that both boys have taken competitiveness to a whole other level does put a strain on the team, though.

“Almost there,” Sakura sighs, “maybe she’s got something else than milk or catnip tea?”

“Or anchovies,” Naruto adds, earning a glare from the black-haired boy.

...

He sends the team out ahead for the pickup after having sorted the trade with Nekobā.

“Hmmm,” she isn’t oblivious to how her cats keep a certain distance to Kakashi even as he sits quietly, “you’re not an Uchiha but there’s something...” she dismisses it with a wave of a hand. “So what do you want?”

I have no right to involve her, the white-haired jonin hesitates before deciding to continue. In few words, he lays out how the broodiness of the second to last of the clan is devolving despite any and all efforts of guiding him towards a brighter future.

“Why ask me?” Nekobā squints over the brim of her tea cup, “I saw him often as a kid, but you’re closer to him now, aren’t you?”

“He doesn’t tell me much...as you said, I’m not an Uchiha -”

There’s a scoff before the jingle of porcelain being put down. “And still I had to hear about you from two of them whenever they came here.”

Obito. He doubts anything the former teammate had said was positive as the two of them only got to an understanding shortly before the boy with the goggles had his fate sealed. As for the other person, Kakashi can only think of one other Uchiha with enough of a connection.

“Yes, Kakashi of the Sharingan,” Nekobā purrs, “your reputation precedes you and I understand why you recognize Sasuke’s troubles considering how a family member’s actions weighs on you too.”

Yes and no. It’s true, the pain and anger Kakashi used to feel is exactly what he sees in his student now.

“Revenge was never an option for me...or a desire. The supposed crime was far from the atrocity Uchiha Itachi has committed. There was even a semblance of sense to my fa- to the actions while the massacre holds no meaning when looking at all we knew of Sasuke’s brother.”

“And that is why no one can reach his heart with ease...I suspect.”

Maybe, Kakashi nods silently, and maybe it’s because Itachi somehow seems to be within reach.

...

Days become weeks. Weeks become months. One day spring has truly returned, softening the evening air as it cools his skin during the sparring session against Uguïsu, and strands of blue hair dancing on the breeze. But for once, Kakashi’s mind is far from her and the present situation and before he knows it, she’s felled him and tangled her limbs around him from behind in a vice grip.

“Where are you, ‘Kashi?” she whispers gently into his ear and then loosens the restraints.

Sitting up, he draws her arms around him. The heat from her chest is soothing, grounding him as the white-haired jōnin attempts to organize his thoughts to be shared with someone else. Are other genins this much trouble? They probably all come with their own list of problems, but he can’t help but suspect this particular team was given to him to spare his comrades.

A soft kiss finds its home on his neck. “Talk to me.”

“I worry about the boys...” Kakashi sighs.

“Knucklehead and Broody?”

Nodding, the sensei tries to explain his concerns and how he’s beginning to realize that he can’t reach one without slacking the attention on the other...and in all of this, he somehow must not forget about the kindhearted, worried Sakura.

“I don’t know how to get Naruto to understand what I’m trying to teach him! That boy is...is...well, his attention span is minimal and while he’s smart in some aspect, he’s also very...y’know?”

He adores the soft chuckle even if it technically doesn’t help him. “I know. And...I don’t think it’s bad to admit, you’re having a hard time levelling with him. You two are very different. Maybe there’s someone else who can help?”

“Someone more like him?”

Kakashi would be lying if he claimed never to have considered this, but he had dismissed the crazy idea as soon as it had manifested itself. Perhaps...but he has improved a lot anyways, though. There’s some to be said in favour of stubbornness.

“There...is someone I could ask for advice, I guess,” the jōnin concedes. And I ought to do it soon.

Like any other captain of a team of genins, Kakashi is all too aware of the nearing deadline for signing his students up for the chunin exams. Even now, he believes they stand a fair chance of making it past the second stage and he’s keen to help them push their limits with the intention of excelling through the entire event.

“Go,” Uguïsu’s voice urges him, “do what you can to make sure they’ll be amazing.”

The jōnin can’t tamper down the burning sting of guilt in the chest. “Meet you later? I actually have some days without missions planned.”

They’ve barely had any time together the last few weeks and he had planned to treat her to her favourite food this evening. Maybe go for a stroll to the outskirts of town where there’s a house that’s looking less derelict than before – not that it (or Kakashi) is ready to be presented to his blue nightingale yet...he simply wants to figure out if she even likes the area.

“I’d like that,” she beams, “I’ll wait for you on the water tower.”

...

It took little time to write a letter, explaining about Naruto to the sannin and proposing (with well-rounded arguments) why the tutelage of the older shinobi is imperative for the kid’s progress. No, the problem was not composing the message but to find out where to send it to. As a precaution, Kakashi had decided to copy it in four, sending each in a different direction.

Now, the white-haired youth sits on the metal roof that still holds a bit of the heat from the day. He’s come to equate this place with the sort of calm he experiences when he’s done his part and all he can do is wait.

And wait.

And wait as the sky’s darkening, Kakashi is still alone on the roof of the water tower, and he can’t ignore the sixth sense screaming at him that something is wrong.

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[amandagaelic]

Fanfic Tag (bc, Sunday)

I was tagged by @waitingforthestarstofall and @disappearinginq who are two of my favorite enablers over here. And according to at least one of them, there are no rules in this game, which means my replying many moons later is all good (right?). 

Questions:

Ao3 Name: gaelicspirit (same on FF.net)

Fandoms: Supernatural, The Young Riders, White Collar, Hawaii Five-0, Sons of Anarchy (all only on FF.net), The Musketeers, Daredevil, Teen Wolf, Timeless, MacGyver, Magnum, P.I. (on both Ao3 and FF.net)

Number of fics: 75 (+ 1 WIP)

1. Fic you spent the most time on: From Yesterday

2. Fic you spent the least time on: Raincheck

3. Longest Fic:  From Yesterday   (286,050 words)

4. Shortest Fic: Sacrifice (2,315 words)

5. Most hits: Devil to Pay (on Ao3...no clue on FF.net)

6. Most kudos: Devil’s Own (huh, I’ve never compared these stats before...maybe I should write more Daredevil)

7. Most comment threads:  Devil’s Own (on Ao3), Ramble On (on FF.net)

8. Fave Fic you wrote: This is a toughie. I love them all when I’m writing them...I think maybe it’s a 3-way tie between War Scars, From Yesterday, and Conairt. The first two were as AU as I generally get (I’ve a tendency to be a bit canon-bound) and that was fun to explore possibilities with those characters, and the 3rd was basically the story I wanted to read but couldn’t find anywhere...so I wrote it myself. 

9. Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: Hmmm. I don’t know that I’d actually rewrite any of them. They exist in my mind the moment they’re being created and then once out there in the world for all to see, that’s who they are, scars and all. I have occasionally thought about expanding on my White Collar story, Fortunate Son to explore what happened next. Though, now that the show has ended, it would be 100% AU. I guess anything I would really want to take further would be a new story in and of itself, so it wouldn’t really count as “expanding” on it. 

10. Share a bit of your WIP or share a story idea that you’re planning:

I started another MacGyver fic last weekend called “Hello to the Night.” I’m about 25K-ish words into it and still playing it out. It’s a bit of pandemic therapy for me, to be honest. It’s really hard to get out of my own head these days, it seems.  Premise: Set  around S4 episodes 9 and 10. Turns out emotional trauma + concussions + experimental drugs don’t mix quite as easily as one might think. Mac’s dark side does more than toss him a creepy grin from the other side of a window when getting “lost in his head” is taken up a notch.

Excerpt:

Another streak of light cut like a white-hot tracer bullet across the darkest part of the sky.

“You out here making wishes on shooting stars?” Bozer asked, tapping the back of his fingers into the palm of his opposite hand.

It caught his attention then that Mac was clad only in a T-shirt and shorts; it almost looked like they were the clothes he’d gone to sleep in, not grabbed for a planned midnight run.

“These aren’t stars,” Mac corrected him, his voice sounding strangely detached from the moment. “That light is caused by dust and rock falling through the atmosphere and burning up—happens when the Earth passes through a trail of debris left by a comet as it orbits the Sun.”

Bozer felt his mouth tug up in a reflexive grin. “Is that right?”

“My dad gave me my first telescope when I was eight,” Mac continued in the same, oddly modulated tone, as if he were speaking in a dream. “Showed me how to find the constellations, track comets. I took it apart one day and he wouldn’t help me put it back together again. Said I obviously needed to know how it worked, so I should figure it out.”

Bozer remembered that telescope. He remembered James MacGyver’s stern face as Mac worked to rebuild it from the collection of parts scattered around them in piles organized by size and use. He remembered fearing that face.

“I did, too. Figure it out.”

“Yeah, I know, man,” Bozer smiled, watching Mac watch the starts. He frowned a little when he saw a hard shiver chase its way through Mac’s slim frame, though the blond man didn’t seem to notice.

“It’s like they were mine, y’know?”

Bozer’s frown deepened. “What—”

“And for a little bit there, it felt like he gave them to me,” Mac continued as though Bozer hadn’t spoken. “Like the whole universe was mine because he let me see it. But…,” Mac shook his head, his eyes distant as they tracked down from the sky and skimmed the horizon in front of them. “Then he took them away. He took them with him when he left. And I can’t figure out how to get them back. I keep trying, but…they’re just…,” he looked back up at the night sky, “they’re so far away.”

Bozer reached out and rested his fingertips on Mac’s bare arm, flinching back a little when he felt how chilled his friend’s skin was. He couldn’t see it before, but with that touch he realized Mac was shivering consistently now.

“Hey, Mac, you okay, man?”

Mac blinked, looking down at Bozer’s fingers on his arm, then frowned. He glanced around him slowly, tracking over to his left until their eyes met.

“Bozer?”

“Yeah?”

“What…what are you doing here?”

Bozer blinked, his eyebrows climbing his forehead. He tightened his grip on Mac, wrapping his fingers around his friend’s forearm until he felt the other man’s shivers through the bones of his hand.

“I was looking for you,” Bozer said truthfully, trying to keep the worry from his voice as he watched Mac look around him, over his shoulder to where the Griffith’s domed building loomed in the shadows, then back across the dark horizon to the lights of Los Angeles. “You decide to go for a midnight run or something?”

Mac swallowed hard, reaching up with a trembling hand to rub at his forehead. Bozer recalled his tired voice claiming his headache had a headache earlier that day—no, last night—in the lab. He dropped his hand and looked around again and Bozer realized what he was seeing was a growing awareness and recognition—and it frightened him.

“What the hell are we doing out here?” Mac asked, his voice sounding thin, baffled.

“Mac,” Bozer gripped his arm tighter. “I found you out here.”

Mac looked at him, blue eyes cloudy with confusion. “What?”

“I found you, man.”

Mac darted his tongue out, wetting dry lips, his shivering increasing until Bozer saw his teeth start to chatter.

“I don’t…I don’t remember…,” he shook his head. “I don’t remember leaving the house.”

Bozer folded his lower lip against his teeth, biting it to keep whatever noise that wanted to escape a prisoner. “Well, how ‘bout we head back there now?”

Mac nodded shakily and moved to slide off the fence. Bozer saw in a split second the ground was too far below him for Mac to land safely. He thrust out his arm and braced his friend, swinging his leg back over the fence to the paved walkway and pulling Mac backwards with him. Mac scrambled to find his footing, standing on trembling legs as he gripped Bozer’s shoulders.

“Holy shit,” Mac took a stuttering breath as if he’d forgotten that was what his lungs were supposed to do, straightening slowly. “How the hell did I…?”

Bozer shook his head. “How about we don’t worry about that right now, huh?”

Mac nodded, his eyes still on the drop-off on the other side of the fence.

“C’mon, man,” Bozer turned Mac toward the parking lot, keeping one hand on his friend’s arm, the other on his lower back. “It’s late and I’m cold.” He wasn’t, but it was always easier to get Mac to act if he was doing so on behalf of someone else.

“Yeah,” Mac nodded. “Yeah, sure, of course. Boze, I’m—”

“Don’t,” Bozer pushed him gently forward. “Don’t worry about it, man. Yesterday was weird for everybody.”

“Yesterday?” Mac asked, the word tripping out on a faltering breath as his shivers increased.

Bozer pressed his fingertips harder into Mac’s lower back, feeling the corded muscles there tighten against the pressure. “Yeah, y’know…crazy DARPA drug, Tesla weapon….”

“That was yesterday?” Mac asked, blinking owlishly at him.

“Time flies when you’re trippin’, man.”

Mac didn’t reply and didn’t resist as Bozer continued to guide him toward the parking lot. He stumbled over his own feet—any coltish grace that once guided him having vacated in the wake of whatever this was. Bozer steadied him, noting that while Mac didn’t quite lean into him, he needed the support.

“Easy, man,” Bozer wrapped an arm around Mac’s slim waist, pulling him flush against his side. “You’re moving like me after a night of whiskey.”

“That…doesn’t sound good,” Mac returned in the same spacey, confused tone. “You make some pretty bad choices ‘cause of whiskey.”

As they reached the car, Bozer shifted his hip to keep Mac propped up, pulling the passenger door open and maneuvering his friend into the seat.

“Yeah, well,” he reached across Mac’s shivering form to fasten his seat belt, “in whiskey’s defense, I’ve also made some pretty questionable choices completely sober.”

Mac huffed a semi-amused chuckle, his head dropping back against the seat. Bozer jogged around the back of the car to climb behind the wheel.

“Let’s crank that heat up, how ‘bout—” Bozer stopped as he glanced over and saw Mac had quite literally passed out, head tilted against the window.

His hands lay lax in his lap, fingers curled toward his palms, the left one twitching in what looked like an attempt to reach out, but not quite getting there.

“Jesus, Mac,” Bozer breathed, turning up the heat anyway as his friend shivered even in his sleep. He shrugged out of his hoodie, draping it over Mac’s bare arms and t-shirt covered torso.

Tagging: Okay, if you’ve already been tagged--or literally have no interest in this--feel free to ignore. This is a bit of a free-for-all here. @thethistlegirl @impossiblepluto @flowing-river24 @panchostokes @nativestarwrites @beamirang @21forestglades @blazeofobscurity @angus-mac-intosh @purplecolouredglasses @writtenbyblair @dashboardonfire @bands-space-and-monsters-oh-my @macgyverfever @thekristen999

#fanfic #fanfic tag #macgyver #wip excerpt #writing #multiple fandoms #favorite stories #supernatural #sons of anarchy #h50 #the musketeers #magnum pi #timeless #daredevil #white collar #doing this instead of something else #not exactly hiding #but still kind of hiding

[gayforheadphonesgirl]

Written in the stars - Alex Morgan imagine

READER POV

It's crazy that you've already been to two World Cups considering how young you are. Tagging along with the team to everywhere they go almost makes you feel like a 24th woman.

But you guess that was really the main reason you got into sports journalism anyway.

It was the second best thing you can ever get to feeling like an athlete.

You'll never forget about that one time you had an interview with Alex and she insisted she asks you questions too. 

It kind of skirted between the line of being professional and personal but you guessed it didn't really hurt because you've already grown fond of the team.

Alex more than the others but you'll never tell her that.

You really can't say no to Alex Morgan when she uses please and pouts like the cutest person in the world.

She had found out you actually played organized soccer in high school and invites you over to small pick up games with the rest of the team during the offseason.

You've really grown towards being like a family member among those 23 best friends, and the coaching and other media staff too.

It made you love your job so much you didn't mind the constant negative comments that follow your articles about the team.

You've stopped yourself more often than not in trying to pick a fight with anyone who had a bone to pick with this amazing group of women.

This team is a joy to write about, they have so many great stories to tell. 

So you really don't think it's unprofessional to be almost bawling your eyes out and jumping up and down the moment they won their second consecutive world cup.

Now, you're standing in the tunnel feeling a bit overwhelmed and congratulating all the girls as they passed by.

"Amazing goal, Sweet Baby Rose! You were amazing!" you said, giving the pale girl a high five.

"Thanks (Y/N)! Make sure to write about me!" Rose said with a wide grin, her medal still hanging proudly at her neck.

"You know I will" you reply. You continued to congratulate the players heading into the locker rooms. Tobin was a bit closer to you than some of the others so she stopped to chat with you with Christen at her side.

"Congrats you two. Can you believe it? Back-to-back!" You said as you hugged the pair. Preath hugged back just as tight.

"Thanks. Make sure you join us for celebrations, don't be a stranger" Tobin said as they continued on their walk.

"I won't. This isn't the last you'll see of me by far" You said knowingly. Christen raised her eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" She said with a small smile.

"I'll tell you guys tomorrow. Just celebrate for now" You said with a grin. The couple nodded and continued their journey to the lockers.

You were still looking on at Preath when a body jumped up on your back, almost knocking you down.

"WE WON!!! Can you fucking believe it (Y/N)???? WE WON!" Kelley said excitedly, still clinging to you.

"YOU DID KELLEY!!!" You said chuckling.

"But you gotta come down or I might not live to see you guys celebrate" You said as she loosened her grip on your neck. She finally came down and grinned at me.

"We'll see you at the after party later?" Kelley said hopefully. You pretend to think about it for a while.

"Hmmmm, I don't know. I'm going to be pretty busy..." You said jokingly. Kelley pouts at you.

"No fun. Besides, somebody's going to be real sad if you don't show up." She teased. You flash a bright red. 

"Alex won't even miss me" You said, the blush still evident on your face.

"Who said anything about Alex? I was talking about Pinoe, you know how she likes to always be on the spotlight in your stories" Kelley said, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

"Fuck off Kelley" You said affectionally. Then you suddenly remember her kissing her girlfriend in the stands. You call after her as she walked away.

"I'm proud of you, by the way" You said with a smile. She grins back at you and throws a thumbs up.

"Thanks" she said as she disappeared into the locker room.

You shake your head at the defender's antics and turn around. You looked up and saw Alex entering the tunnel. Your eyes meet and she immediately starts sprinting at you.

You smile widely and open your arms. She jumps at you so fast you almost see stars. She wraps her legs on your waist and her arms are around your neck.

You feel yourself blush at the contact. You've been quite close but you still can't seem to control yourself when it's Alex.

"You were amazing. I'm so proud of you" You said to her as she keeps her face buried at the side of your neck. You feel her smile against your skin and you almost drop her in response.

"Thanks" Alex said, her voice a bit muffled. You carefully bring her down and pull her back to arms length.

"I didn't get to thank you... for what you wrote about me and the team when everyone was criticizing us" She said, avoiding your eyes a bit. 

You chuckled in response.

"Oh come on. You know I love you and the team. It's the least I can do" You try not to notice the slight change in her expression when you included the phrase "and the team".

"Still. It's a big deal for all of us. It's good to have you on our side" She said, rubbing your shoulders. You fight the urge to shiver.

"I'll always be on your side" You replied. You're itching to tell her about your new job but you really don't want to make this day about you. 

It's going to be about her and her team tonight.

"Better not keep your teammates waiting. They seem to be opening the booze already" You said as she finally lets her hands slide down from your neck. You somehow miss the contact immediately.

"Yeah... you'll be at the after party later?" Alex asked you hopefully. 

"Wouldn't miss it for the world" You reply.

----

You finished your stories for the day so you won't feel too bad for partying with the team all night. You send an email to your editor telling him you're done.

He knows how close you are to the team and appreciates all the content you get to make because of it.

"Enjoy the night, (Y/N). You deserve it. You'll surely be missed once you leave" he wrote on the email. You smiled sadly. Of course you'll miss your current job but the new one will only bring more adventures.

You close your laptop and head to your room's closet, you've been lucky enough to always get accomodations at the team's hotel.

You settle for a white button up shirt and black dress pants for the night. A little suave, but not too suave that makes it seem like you're trying too hard. 

You've heard the team singing we've got four stars on our shirt twice across your room door now, so you guess it meant they're already on their way to the after party.

You decide to walk to the venue since it wasn't that far. On your way you watch some Instagram stories of the team's celebrations.

Man, were they wild. Ashlyn's content was golden like hell. You needed to write on that soon. 

You got slightly flustered seeing Alex twerk like that but quickly brushed it off. 

Once you get to the venue you push through to the crowds of friends and family that have gathered to celebrate these amazing women.

You spot Krashlyn with their families and headed over to them for more congratulations.

"Nice content, Ash" You said with a smile as the couple pulled you into a hug.

"I know right?" Ash said with a wild grin. They were all pretty tipsy now, it was kind of hilarious.

"Pretty soon I'll have to confiscate her phone" Ali said, looking at her fiance. Ash whipped her head so fast you would have sworn it would cause whiplash.

"WHAT? BABE NO" She said. Ali could only shake her head. You laughed at them and excused yourself to find the other girls.

You continued walking around the venue and spot some of the girls, including Alex dancing on the table. It was a fun sight to watch. You shield yourself when Pinoe started spraying everyone with champagne.

Then you spot Tierna sitting by one of the tables, a glass of juice in hand. You internally feel bad for the 20-year-old.

"How does it feel winning the World Cup sober?" You asked her. She looks up and grins at you.

"It's funny considering I can all blackmail them for everything they're doing right now" She said, waving her phone around. She must've had quite a lot of clips there by now.

"Nice" You said, offering her a high five. You laugh with Tierna then started walking to one of the trees. You grabbed a beer and leaned on the trunk, looking back at the tables. 

You noticed Alex wasn't there anymore. You were just about to look around for her when a voice calls to you.

"Hey" Alex said, approaching you with her own beer in hand.

"Hey yourself. Nice twerking" You joked with a wink. You think she blushed a bit but didn't think too much of it.

"Why thank you" She said, attempting a curtsy in her buzzed state. She continued walking towards you until there's little space between you both.

"You look nice" You said to her. 

"Sweet talker. You don't look too bad yourself" She replied. You instinctively wrap an arm around her as she leaned into you.

"I try" You said, chuckling. You guys stay like that for a while before an upbeat song starts and the whole crowd cheers.

"Let's dance" Alex said, already pulling you to the dancefloor.

"I don't dance" You said, trying to hold her back.

"Come on, for me?" She said with another pout. You groan. God this woman. 

"Fine" You said, giving up and letting the soccer star drag you.

You guys stop in the middle of the dance floor and she starts swaying to the music. You're mesmerized with her that you don't notice her wrapping her arms around your neck. 

You instinctively put your hands on her waist as you move to the music.

"(Y/N)" Alex says while you continued moving to the song.

"Hmmm?" You asked. The distance between the both of you is almost non-existent and you noticed her looking down at your lips.

"I really want to kiss you" She said and you're taken aback, but not completely. She's drunk, you think.

"You're drunk" You said with a smile, trying to play off how much you really want to kiss her too.

"Yeah but that doesn't mean I don't want to kiss you when I'm not" She said, pouting again. 

"Huh. Tell me when you're sober tomorrow and I'll think about it" You said with a confident smile. She seemed to think about it for a while before offering you a teasing smile.

"Take me home tonight and I'll tell you the first thing I wake up" She said, issuing a challenge.

"You probably won't even remember this conversation," You said. It really wasn't too good that your hopes of Alex feeling the same way you do are skyrocketing because of her actions tonight.

"I will" She said.

"Now shut up and let's dance" She added. That you did, continuing to enjoy the night with Alex and the rest of the girls.

Pinoe and Kelley looked at the two of you getting all close and personal with a knowing smile. You shoot them a look.

By the time the party died down, Alex was almost passed out. You think she most likely forgot about what she said, but apparently she hadn't.

"(Y/N)'s taking me home!" She announced as the players were starting to go their own ways.

"Hell yeah she is" Kelley replied enthusiastically. You facepalm yourself and look at the beautiful mess that is Alex Morgan.

"You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?" You said, as you picked her up and swung her arm over your shoulder because clearly, she can't walk straight.

"Nope" She replied, popping the p at the end.

"Fine" You said. 

----

You were already at your desk working when Alex woke up.

"Good morning, champ" you said with a smile, swirling in your chair.

"Good morning" she said with the most dazzling smile you've ever seen. She was rubbing the sleep from her eyes when she noticed the pile of blankets and pillows on the floor.

"You slept on the floor?" She asked, looking at you.

"Yeah, I didn't want to invade your personal space. Especially since you were lights out drunk" you said, chuckling at her. 

She pouted at you and god, you think she's stunning.

"I would've wanted to cuddle" she said. You blushed and laughed it off.

"Oh you did. I just waited until you were asleep before going to the floor" you said, a blush coming to your face.

"You're sweet" she said, getting up from the bed and walked towards your chair.

You had to stop from staring at how good she looked in your high school football jersey. She insisted on sleeping in it last night and you couldn't really say no to her.

She keeps walking then proceeds to sit on your lap. You freeze and stare in shock at the forward.

"Alex-" you start to say.

"I remember... and I still really want to kiss you" she said, wrapping her arms around your neck.

"Yeah?" You said, leaning in. 

"Definitely" she said, before capturing your lips fully.

Fireworks. That's what it felt like with Alex Morgan on your lap, kissing you.

Is this a dream? You think. If it was you never want to wake up from it.

She pulled back when you both needed air and smiled lovingly at you.

"Wow" you say breathlessly. Alex blushes and started playing with your hair.

"You're pretty wow yourself" She said, touching your cheek affectionately.

She shifted her gaze to the laptop screen you forgot was still open beside you.

You watched her eyes widen.

"No way"

----

Alex was quick to show you off on her Instagram. She took a selfie with you on your bed, with you kissing her cheek.

"Welcome to the @uswnt social media team, babe" she wrote on the caption.

Seconds later, your notifications blow up. You groaned as your phone continues to ding.

"You better get used to it. It's difficult being Alex Morgan's girlfriend" She said teasingly.

"Oh, I think I can manage" You said, pulling her in for another kiss-

*BANG BANG BANG*

"(Y/N)! ALEX! STOP MAKING OUT WE'RE COMING IN!" Kelley shouted at the door.

You and Alex groaned as practically the whole team shuffled into your room.

How these morons are so energetic after the night of celebrations, you really don't know.

"Surprise?" You said sheepishly, with Alex still on your lap.

The End

#uswnt #uswnt imagines #alex morgan #alex morgan imagines #i tried #this is my first be nice #sorry about the tenses #english isnt my first language lmao #hope you guys like it

[brynnmck]

Shipping post game

Tagged by @pretty--thief​, thank you!!

Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to know better

Top 3 Ships

I’m bad at choosing favorites, but in no particular order...

1. Jaime/Brienne, GoT/ASOIAF

LISTEN. I was wholly unprepared for this pairing that is DIABOLICALLY MY THING to show up in the midst of a canon that contains so many things that are very powerfully Not My Thing. (I am a delicate flower! I have very limited tolerance for bleakness and brutality! AND YET HERE THESE TWO FOOLS ARE.) Can I tell you about one of my very most favorite character types, which is the Genuinely Good Person who just doggedly, patiently, fiercely, compassionately tries to make the world a better place and do the right thing even when the world makes it really difficult for them? Yeah. Oh and how about one of my other favorite character types, the disaster with all the feelings who is ALSO trying very hard to get their shit together and do the right thing even though they have no idea what they’re doing most of the time? YEP. Oh what’s that you say, also they snark and banter a lot, profoundly respect and admire each other, see and appreciate and understand things about each other that most people don’t see, have repeatedly risked their lives for each other and stood up for each other, drive each other crazy in the best way, pine for each other but are too chickenshit to admit it, AND THEY FALL IN LOVE ON A DAMN ROADTRIP????? I had no chance. UGH.

2. Benton Fraser/Ray Vecchio, due South (with honorable mention to Vecchio/Kowalski and Fraser/Vecchio/Kowalski, which I also wrote a LOT of)

(One of the many injustices of the world is the dearth of easily accessible, good Fraser/Vecchio gifs/images on this internet.) Basically I could mostly copy @ajoblotofjunk​‘s answer here, lol. But I love partnerships, and best friends who fall in love, and these two are so damn weird about each other from the very beginning, it’s so beautiful. Fraser is also a classic Good Person who is determined to transform the world around him by sheer force of will, and Vecchio is more jaded but he loves SO HARD--I swear Ray Vecchio has one of the biggest hearts in all of fiction. And they make each other laugh (even when they won’t admit it), and they learn from each other, and they believe in each other, and together they’re better than they are separately, when Fraser’s done with his day of taking care of everyone else in the damn world, Vecchio is right there to take care of Fraser, and I DIE. Also there’s an episode where their LITERAL HEARTBEATS ARE LITERALLY CONNECTED. I love them, and even though it ended pretty rough, I loved 99% of my time in that fandom--wrote so much, learned so much, organized so much, met some of my very favorite people--and I’m so glad to have been in it.

3. Lee Adama/Kara Thrace, Battlestar Galactica (2003)

It has been over 10 years and I can still summon a FULL rage spiral about this trash fire of a show in approximately three seconds, and for a while I thought everything about it might be ruined for me, but fortunately I have managed to keep my enormous love for these two despite how the writers ultimately treated them (and almost every other character) like absolute shit. Again: a justice-y one whose still waters run deep and a feelings-driven fuckup who’s trying (there is a reason I have seen more than one familiar name from this fandom in J/B fandom!), soooooo much banter and snark, bone-deep loyalty and love and friendship and history and PINING and sparking and clicking with each other in all the most fascinating ways. Shout-out to canon for having them get together multiple times in THE WORST WAYS POSSIBLE and rarely letting them be functional in any long-term way despite illustrating repeatedly that they very very clearly could and should have been had anyone in that world been allowed to be happy for more than ten seconds (UNLESS YOU’RE GAIUS BALTAR GOD I’M STILL SO MAD). Anyway. I wrote some of my favorite fics for this fandom, met some wonderful people, can still fall down a deep well of feelings about these two at the slightest provocation, and I’m so glad that the show ended after the middle of S2!

Last Song You Listened To

Hmmm. I’ve had the Local Strangers’ Solid Ground in my head all day, which I am into as a J/B song even though it doesn’t QUITE fit but it also really kinda does. 

Last Movie You Watched

I’m not great at movies. I think probably Rise of Skywalker? And I have tickets to see Birds of Prey next Tuesday and I’m SUPER excited about that.

Reading

Currently I’m mostly reading the eight trillion words of amazing fic y’all are churning out on the regular! Next up on my list of published books are Kate Clayborn’s Love Lettering and Ijeoma Oluo’s So You Want To Talk About Race.

Last thing you ate

I had a few peanut butter stuffed pretzels earlier, and I’m about to go get a tasty soft taco and a latte.

Tagging

I can’t remember who’s done this already, so if you haven’t and you’d like to, please consider yourself tagged! And @ me when you post, if you want, I’d love to read it!

#memeing

[mfackenthal]

The MFackenthal Show and @maxattack-powell!

banner by @whenyourheartskipsabeat

Hello all!  Welcome back to the MFackenthal Show!  I am so glad that you are here today.  If you’re new to the show, I encourage you to go here to find past episodes.  There are only a few.

The MFackenthal Show has officially been green lit for more episodes!  We used to only be able to afford to run the show every once in a while, but the people have spoken - they want to see the show more often!  The funding came through and we hope to give the people what they want!  Do you want to be on the show?  Do you have someone that you want to see on the show?  If so - reblog or comment or send a message to let MFackenthal know!  We’ll see what we can do!  We have this show and two others lined up for you!

I could not be more excited to bring you this next guest.  She has been with the fandom for quite a while.  She was one of the first people I started communicating with on a regular basis.  She has talked me up, supported me from the beginning and though she hasn’t written much lately - when she does drop a chapter - it’s long and it’s worth it!  Please welcome to the stage @maxattack-powell!!!!!  (Insert Cheering here!)

(Megs greets Max with a hug - which means that Megs essentially runs and leaps into Max’s arms.  Max is fairly tall and Megs is barely 5′3″) 

Megs:  Max, I am so happy that you are here!  Can you believe that you’re here today?

Max:  Haha, yes - I can.  But I am honored to be here.

Megs:  Max, sit with me.  For those in the audience who may not know you, tell us about when and why you joined the fandom.

Max: Yanno, I always made my best guess at this before, but I knew you were going to ask me this - so I looked it up.  Did you know that now there’s this Official Tumblr blog called @memories, and it knows down to the minute when someone joined? Let me go check it… *digs through the blogs posts* Okay, it was apparently 07/31/2017 at 1:17:15 PM, which means it must have been on the weekend because of the time of day haha.

As for why ... hmm, well… I found the Choices app one day, when it only had like… three series I think! Anyone else remember that time? 

Megs:  I do!  Because I was playing Hollywood University I think I downloaded choices the day the app came out.

Max: Awh!  Well, I fell in love with The Freshman Series. Mostly because of Chris Powell and Zack Zilberg, and a long time ago I was in another fandom that had tons of fan fiction/art… so I googled “Choices Chris Powell” and any other combination I could think of looking for possible fanfiction. The fandom was almost non existent at the time. There was actually one person, who has long since left the fandom due to fandom dramas - we all know the kinds I’m talking about - but a few others had started posting their works as well… and I got hooked. Eventually I felt the bug to write how I felt TF should play out as well, and here I am *looks back at the “joined tumblr timestamp”* uhh… 20ish months ago!  Haha!!

Megs:  LOL, when you put it that way it doesn’t sound like that long ago ... lets call a spade a spade - that was almost 2 years ago!  That’s amazing!  You have to have seen so much in this fandom!  What is it that keeps you around?

Max: There are so many awesome people in this fandom, in this world we’ve all created for our pixelated loves lol. Soooo many creative minds to follow and enjoy. The content people share, original or repost… it’s great. 

... Unfortunately it is also a double edge sword ... the drama, the jealousy, the rumors, the hate, etc. I’ve sadly seen far too much and it comes in so many forms… it’s unnecessary.

Megs:  I couldn’t agree more!  If you could tell the fandom one thing - what would it be?

Max: It would be that we’re all here because we want to have a good time. No one came here to get ridiculed, to be scrutinized or chastised for their opinions, their likes or dislikes. Real life has enough of that going on. We are all individuals - if you want to be treated nicely, fairly, etc. you must also do the same to others. There is no reason someone must agree with you or anyone else. Live and let live. Embrace our differences as it makes us who we are. Most of the issues I see stem from a simple difference in opinion. That is ridiculous. Everyone’s entitled to their own thoughts. We must build each other up, not tear one another down. No one here owes anyone anything, now go have some fun.

(The room stands up in applause!)

Megs:  You should definitely stand up and take a bow, Max! 

(Max does just as Megs suggests - but she also makes Megs stand up and do the same. Laughing, they both sit back down.)

Awh, Max ... okay, let’s get back to you.  We know that you’d fight anyone for the position of The Chris Powell Appreciation/Fan Club.  And for those who don’t know, Max has been retelling the full The Freshman series, interweaving dialogue and plot from PB but also adding much of her own content.  MC and Chris get a backstory.  Chris gets best friends from back home.  What is your favorite piece that you have written?

Max: Oh geez hahaha. Um… can I just say The Freshman Chronicles as a whole? I’ve written for different fandoms, and I have original WIPs but I’ll stick to the Choices fandom for this answer. I’ve put a lot of time into TFC. Tons of additional story work, research on characters and their backgrounds, PBs and my own OCs. You should see my file folder setup haha. It’s crazy… I have so many docs, pictures and gifs. Most organized by location (Hartfeld, Boston, New Haven, Cherryfield, etc.), then by character… and on some I get more detailed and split them by emotion and situation.

Megs: By what again?

Max:  Emotion and Situation ... Yeah. I warned you it was crazy! *laughs* TFC was the reason I joined tumblr really. Instead of staying a Nonny and only reading others posted works. I wanted to comment, like and reblog what I enjoyed, while I also worked on my own contribution to the fandom. I had a vision for Chris and MC that had more than the game could give, and I wanted to see if i was still any good at writing since it had been years and years… it’s funny to see how different my current posts are from my first over a year ago. Makes me want to go update a few because they could use a little help *awkward laugh*

Megs:  I’m sure we can all relate to that!  Hmmm ... I’m starting to get a feel for this, I think, but what is your writing process?

Max:  Lots of planning, mostly in my head. When I feel like I have a decent concept I might type out some notes or work it into my outline (another crazy thing I have going for TFC because it’s so big haha). But usually, once I hatch out a basic plan on where I’m going… I just start typing. Keeping the general plot and main points I want to hit in mind, I simply start typing… keeping it as organic as possible. It usually works out well. 

Megs:  Do you have any advice for other writers?

Max: First, and most importantly… do it because you enjoy it. Don’t do it for likes, reblogs, popularity, etc. If you’re having a good time dreaming things up and typing them out, that’s what’s important. The rest is just an extra bonus. Also, don’t give up. It’s easy to become discouraged, frustrated, distracted and more… but remember - your creative cells can’t be running all the time. They need to rest just like your body. Take breaks… go read, play games, hang out with friends/family, watch a movie… whatever. Just do something to help you relax, to reset and you’ll very probably find inspiration and/or motivation to continue. Remember, this is for fun. *wink and finger guns*

Megs: So what do you do for fun?

Max: I actually have a few things I do regularly. A big one is making costumes/props for conventions, small productions, etc. I also train and show horses. I do the same with my dogs, but more for competitions and not really any shows. I’ve always drawn, sculpted, painted since I was old enough to hold things with my hands… and about a year ago I started learning how to do it digitally as well. I run (not at all for fun haha) and play hockey (totally for fun), follow comics and watch anime. I've restored houses, cars and old furniture. I like to read as much as I can - that’s an important one. I also play video games. Something I’ve done since I was young… I've even competed, and won, a few gaming tournaments.

Megs:  You don’t know how to be bored do you?

Max: LOL, Megs.  Yeah, um, so there’s a “few” *makes air quotes* of my never ending list of interests haha. Gives me a lot to talk about with people, eh?

Megs: Not that I can understand how you’d have time for this ... but what do you do to help pay for your many activities?

Max:  Oh like, my job? Well that can be a simple answer… like “I work in software” but the more interesting way to say it is I use my MBA, experience in business, the financial industry and technology to improve and stabilize my customers environment through technological solutions that fit their specific needs. *presses lips together* I solve problems by designing solutions. Bored yet? Hahaha.

Megs:  No!  That sounds wonderful!  Who doesn’t want their stuff to be designed better?  Any chance you could start working for tumblr?  Some of us have a few complaints ... tags ... mobile losing our work ...

Max:  I’m not sure they could pay me enough to help them with all of their problems!  But, tumblr, feel free to send me an offer!

Megs:  Seriously - send her a 6 figure offer!

Max:  Okay, Megs, well now I have a question for you.

Megs: Uhhhh, Max, that’s not exactly how this is supposed to go. 

Max:  Yeah, don’t care.  Your fans need to know ... Hoooow do you find the time to read and review so much?! And I know that’s just in this fandom.  I know you read books and you may read for other fandoms!?  Seriously, it’s awesome. We need to clock your page flipping speed haha.

Megs:  *blushes* Oh my gosh, you have to stop!  Here’s the key to how I do it ... I wake up at 5:30am and read for about 30 minutes.  Then I workout and start my day.  I read in line at the grocery stores.  I read on my breaks at work. 

Max:  Oh my gosh - you’re such a nerd and I love that!  Okay, nerd, what is your favorite thing to do, besides reading all the things of course?

Megs: This show, of course!  And, of course, getting people to do silly things on this show with me.  For instance - with as athletic as you are, I hear you can’t jump? 

Max:  Megs, shhhhh.  You told me you weren’t going to bring that up.

Megs:  I did no such thing! (Meg says while laughing) I said I might not bring it up.

Max:  Uh huh.

(Kris Kross’s “Jump” starts playing in the studio)

Megs:  Come on - show me what you’ve got! 

(Megs starts “singing” along and jumping along with the song. Max stays seated.  Megs finally pulls Max up into a standing position. Max plays along and “jumps” next to Megs - getting no air at all.)

Oh, come on Max - put some real strength in to it.  Jump! Jump! Jump!

(Max jumps and gets the smallest amount of air time.)

Max:  *laughing* Megs - I’m tall!  I don’t need to jump to reach things!

Megs:  *laughing* That must be nice.  I got good at this type of jumping because I had to learn to jump up and gently grab things from the grocery so I didn’t knock everything down.

*continuing to jump around the audience - getting everyone to join her* And that’s all for the show today today, folks!  Thank you for watching!!  Have a great night!

#The Mfackenthal Show #With @maxattack-powell #Official show number 3 #But the 4th interview #Ellen has nothing on me #Oh who are we kidding #I wish I were half as cool as Ellen #She gets paid to do this #I do this for free #But I love it!

[nancydrew65]

SKAM Austin Season 2 Episode 8 Thoughts

Well, the tone of this shifts dramatically during my reaction to the last clip of this episode. I am so tired of getting my hopes up for a remake to change problematic scenes from OG and then redoing them exactly the same. It is exhausting and just hurts.

Pretty Easy

Grace is taking her SAT! I couldn’t tell if she was on the section with all the bubbled in answers or if she was on the second section and hadn’t put in any answers. I mean, even if it was the second option, it wouldn’t be the end of the world. Luckily, you can take the SAT as many times as you like.

This clip really resonated with me because I was also taking the SAT at the exact same time Grace was. One of those days where the clip matches up exactly with your life.

That effect where Grace got a flashback to Clay when Kelsey touched her shoulder was really cool. But I wished they had also had it in that clip with Daniel earlier in the week, for consistency.

Kelsey is just blabbing on and Grace could not be more uninterested. This clip really serves to highlight Grace’s disconnect from the world around her. I wish Kelsey noticed how badly Grace is doing; unfortunately, all she comments on is how she thought Grace was avoiding her because of the whole Daniel situation. I feel like the past two weeks has been me screaming at my screen for Grace to tell the girls.

Not Tired

It is 3 in the morning and Grace cannot sleep at all. She pulls out her to-do list and goddamn are there a lot of things on there. She’s had to deal with that long-ass list plus possibly being sexually assaulted?? How is she surviving?

So, Grace gets the wonderful (crazy) idea of organizing the kitchen. At some point Eve walks in, wondering what the hell is going on. She tries to persuade Grace to go back to bed, but when that doesn’t work, she pitches in to help Grace, humming a little song.

I think this is my favorite scene with Eve so far in the show. In other clips, she has kind of been annoying or a little rude, even when she was trying to offer help. But in this scene, she is calm and realizing that clearly something is wrong with Grace, does not push her to talk, but just helps her.

Too Extra

Ooh, I have the same sweater as Grace except mine is more of a mustard color! Wow, I’ve been really syncing up with Grace this episode.

Grace once again finds a way to avoid Daniel and goes to sit with the girls. I actually found the scene with her and Daniel interesting because she is not really paying attention to what he is saying and just going along with it. But then he calls her out on it, saying she doesn’t seem like her normal self and we see her trying to correct her response, in an imitation of how she usually is. One of the saddest scenes her I think because it is such a subtle way of showing her trauma.

Oof, Grace bumps into Shay and Shay goes off on her. It is obvious Shay is taking out her anger towards Megan onto Grace. Tyler is a decent dude and pulls Shay away before anything more can happen.

The girls discuss Jo’s love life and support her bold message to the guys she’s been talking to online. Go, Jo!

Then, the conversation turns to Prom. All the girls are confident that Zoya will be elected to Prom court, but Zoya has reservations.

Then Hunter comes walking up. Apparently he told Zoya he would beat up whoever wrote “terrorist” on her locker. The girls encourage Zoya to ask him to Prom. I am still suspicious of Hunter. His first line has never left my mind. If he hadn’t made such a rude statement (I know it was supposed to be a joke, but still…) then I could probably get behind him.

I am so glad they are addressing Ramadan!! Last year, none of the remakes mentioned Ramadan even though multiple remakes were airing at this same time. This year all the remakes have stepped up their game. SKAM Austin, DRUCK, SKAM España, and SKAM NL have all mentioned Ramadan.

Aw, and Grace can’t handle the talk anymore and walks away.

Night

Grace wakes up at one in the morning from a nightmare, I suppose, or perhaps a flashback. Instead of trying to go back to sleep, she starts writing her submission for the essay competition.

Day

Grace is on a writing streak! She is pounding out that essay like there’s no tomorrow. She has written sufficiently more than Noora wrote. Given that we also didn’t get a scene of Daniel writing on the computer, I’m guessing she will write the essay all by herself? I hope so!

Daniel stops by Grace’s house with soup. OK, that is really sweet. I know I am hard on him, but Daniel has been very kind and supportive these past few weeks. I only hope he continues to be once he finds out what happened.

Grace looks like a cornered animal when Daniel shows up.

Hmmm, I don’t know how I feel about this scene. I mean, obviously Grace was not doing OK and Daniel being there eventually calmed her down and she was able to get such much needed rest. On the other hand… Grace was literally yelling at Daniel to get out. This is a scene where a young woman is clearly telling a guy to leave her alone and he completely disregards her. And SKAM Austin portrayed this as Daniel knowing what is best for Grace and so him not paying attention to her is alright. In a broader context, this could be a potentially dangerous message to broadcast. It completely disregards the whole “no” means “no” policy. I think maybe if Grace hadn’t been so clear in not wanting him to be there, the scene would have worked for me better? I don’t know. But Kennedy’s acting in this was superb. I felt all her hyper energy and her anxiety.

Not There Yet

The conversation in the bed started out great, and then turned really confusing to me. Grace sounded like she was angry that Daniel had read her essay without her permission, but I guess she actually wasn’t? And Daniel sounded like he didn’t like her essay, but then he commented that he liked her honesty.

Grace says she has to tell him something, but she isn’t quite ready. Daniel calmly accepts that, thank god. And they say “I love you” to each other, aww. Remember that, Daniel, when you fund out what happened.

Something Happened

I let out the breath I had been holding for two weeks when I saw this clip. Grace can finally begin her healing process.

I think adapting this scene to prom dress shopping was really great - especially as it is the perfect segue into talking about sex.

Wow, I really loved how they had that moment with the shopkeeper looking at Jo and Megan, thinking they were going to steal something just because they are Latina. That hits close to home for me, as a Latina. I have been fortunate to avoid many similar experiences because I am white-passing, but that kind of thing happens to my friends all the time and it sucks.

That was a good little scene with Kelsey, talking about how she wants to be strong and beautiful. She really wanted to buy that pantsuit, but when she saw the price tag, she quickly put it back. Nice nod to OG Vilde who struggled with money problems.

I find it sad that Kelsey thinks she won’t have as much fun at the dance, just because she doesn’t have a date! You will have so much fun with your girls, Kelsey! I would rather go to the prom with Megan, Zoya, and Jo than with Daniel.

And Hunter rejected Zoya. Apparently she was too “different” for him, but he was down to hook-up with her. I knew he was an asshole. I love how quickly the girls go to insult him.

Then the conversation turns to sex, Grace starts getting these awful flashbacks and she has to run out of the shop.

I thought this retelling of the scene was very interesting. In OG, Noora kind of drops a bomb on the girls, saying she thinks she was raped. In SKAM Austin, Grace slowly describes the events leading up to the sexual assault and she leaves it very unclear that she might have been raped. I think both scenes worked in their own way. I liked how slow this one was, but it also had its disadvantages, mainly weird cuts to the other girls’ faces where they had no expression because they were just listening. Those shots were so awkward and I kind of wish they had focused on Grace the whole time because Kennedy’s acting in the scene was so heartfelt and beautiful.

I love how the first things out of the girls’ mouths were “It was not your fault”. That is something all sexual assault survivors need to hear.

The girls go to the hospital with Grace and the whole beautiful montage ensues.

Want My Cousin Back

Grace and Eve are watching a movie when Daniel sends a text tp Grace. Eve asks if Grace has told him yet. So, apparently Grace told Eve about her sexual assault off-screen.

Eve being a little detective on Grace’s behalf is wonderful.

Grace seemed so defeated when she talked about not remembering anything beyond the girl’s green nail polish. I can’t imagine being in that situation and not even knowing what happened. It is too awful for words.

Eve’s little pep talk seemed to do the trick to awaken Grace’s spirit. I know I give Eve a hard time, but she has been amazing and supportive in this episode and I really appreciate that.

I loved her comment about how she was going to kick Clay’s ass. I’m like, girl, you are tiny!! But it’s the thought that counts.

Daniel

Well, fuck this.

I didn’t realize how much I had gotten my hopes up for this scene until I watched it last night. Daniel had been very kind to Grace up to this point and was there for her when she was going through her panic attack. Out of all the remakes, this was the one where I thought they might change up his response to finding out about the whole Clay thing. But I was so wrong.

First off, it doesn’t even make sense that Daniel found out because Grace hadn’t even confronted Clay at this point. It was Noora’s confrontation of Niko that prompted him to lie to William. I don’t know why Clay told Daniel right now.

It is so sad because Grace is finally smiling again and hanging out with the girl squad. Daniel just has to ruin everything.

I didn’t know how they could make this scene worse, but somehow they managed to. Grace told him, she fucking TOLD him she blacked out and didn’t know what happened. And he STILL walked away from her and shrugged her off. I can’t tell you how many comments there were on the SKAM Austin website that were along the lines of: “This was better than OG” or “I can’t believe people aren’t trying understand Daniel more”. I am so pissed off now that I can’t even gather my thoughts into something coherent and pointed. So, I am just going to add an excerpt from @lightsandlostbells tumblr post about this same scene in SKAM France that addresses this: “Fuck this narrative that is constantly putting a guy’s boner feels and manpain above the female lead’s agency, rational concerns, and mental health. Fuck this narrative that is constantly encouraging us to empathize and understand an entitled dude’s emotions and actions, including sexism and violence, while the same entitled dude shows little empathy or understanding for a potential rape victim, a girl whose self-image was damaged by him telling her she wasn’t attractive enough, or a girl who rejects him romantically. Fuck the double standards of women having to understand and empathize with men when they are behaving like assholes but men not having to empathize or show compassion to women, including when they are victimized, by putting aside their own feelings for a goddamn minute.” All credit goes to her for this post. If you want to read the whole post it is here: https://lightsandlostbells.tumblr.com/post/174851088104/skam-france-210-and-211-reaction 

General Thoughts

I don’t have any more energy for this. I could comment on all the wonderful things that happened this episode like Grace finally telling the girls, but it is all overshadowed by Daniel’s awful, inexcusable behavior. Sorry, for the rant. Actually, not really. Because I should not have to apologize for commenting on shitty behavior from male leads that is completely unnecessary for the story and straight-up damaging for young viewers to watch and hold up as their ideal love interest. 

#skam austin #skam remakes #skam reaction

[ellooelly]

COUPLE INTERVIEW TAG!

Rules: Answer the questions from your OC otp’s point of view and tag as many people as you want.

I was tagged by: @kohinooboo thank youuuu <3

I’m tagging: @ay0r3al @duskysimmer and @overgrownbeard

Obviously I have to do Charlie and Ben because I didn’t actually give them the attention they deserved and they’re about to be gone forever, so here it is.

1.  HOW DID YOU TWO MEET?

C: his apartment. i was friends with one of his roommates so i was there hanging out one night and Ben just appeared out of nowhere.

B: ah, that was a goooood night *smirks at Charlie* do you remember-

C: shh! yes, of course I remember. *giggles.*

2. WHO IS THE MOST JEALOUS OF YOU TWO?

C: neither of us really.

B: oh, yeah, ok *rolls his eyes*

C: what?!

B: you get jealous every time lucy comes over to pick up levi, don’t lie.

C: that is not true! i just don’t like being around her, that’s all. why would i be jealous of that awful …

B: mhmm.

3. WHAT’RE YOUR 3 FAVOURITE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT YOUR PARTNER?

B: ooo let me start. ok so first, her eyes. they’re like, crazy hypnotizing. second would be her hands. they’re always super soft and they’re the hands that are raising my children, so how could i not love them? and third would definitely be her tits. sorry, but i’m a boob man and hers are just so perfect. *cups his hands in the air* they’re soft and smooth and-

C: alrighty! my turn. Um, i think first would be just his whole face in general. like i just love looking at him every day. second is his arms. i never knew i was a sucker for muscles until i met Ben. third is his butt. it’s cute and round and perfect for spanking. wow that sounded kinky, but i just mean, like, playfully not … never mind. i’ll stop. *blushes*

4. WHO’S MORE LIKELY TO BE RUNNING LATE?

C: both of us.

B: yeah, definitely. we don’t even have any good excuses, we’re just always late to everything.

5. WHO IS THE MOST ORGANISED AND WHO IS THE MESSIEST?

C: uh. both of us. *laughs*

B: i’m really organized when it comes to my work but our apartment is always a mess.

C: agreed. like, i have a detailed file on every recipe i’ve ever made, but i know for a fact that there is a pile of dirty laundry in the corner of our bedroom that has been there for at least two weeks. i feel like we just don’t have time to keep everything perfect. *shrugs*

6. WHO IS THE BIGGER FLIRT? (FLIRTS THE MOST?)

B: her! this crazy lady literally rolled over in bed this morning, winked at me and asked “come around here often?”

C: hey, when i see a guy as hot as him, i’m gonna flirt.

B: oh so if you see some other guy who looks like me, you’re just gonna flirt with him too? i see how it is.

C: whoa whoa whoa, should we go back to the jealousy question and switch our answers? *raises an eyebrow* anyways, no one is hotter than you in my eyes, so don’t worry about that *kisses his cheek*

7. WHO DOES THE MOST COOKING?

B: psh, no question.

C: me. I am a chef after all.

8. HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT KIDS AND DO YOU WANT THEM? IF SO HOW MANY?

B: well we already have two sooooooo.

C: Levi is from Ben’s previous relationship, but he lives with us most of the time. and we just had Arrius last year, so that makes two.

B: yeah, i think we’re done. we love our boys like crazy, but two is definitely enough.

9. WHO WEARS THE PANTS IN THE RELATIONSHIP?

C: eh, we don’t really prescribe to the notion that one partner needs to be “in charge”

B: we’re a team. we make all decisions together. which obviously leads to some fights and shit, but that’s life. we always work things out.

10. WHAT’S YOUR PARTNER’S LEAST FAVOURITE HOUSEWORK TASK?

C and B: all of them *laughs*

11. WHAT WAS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICED ABOUT EACH OTHER?

B: her shyness. which is funny actually because now i know that she isn’t shy at all, but i when i first saw her she had her head down and was standing alone in my kitchen, so i just figured …

C: hey in my defense i was just really uncomfortable at that party because i didn’t know anyone. but then you came and rescued me.

B: yeah, and later that night you were, uh, definitely not shy. at all.

C: *bites her lip and blushes* the first thing i noticed about him was his smile. and then he spoke and his voice was … i don’t even know. *turns to him* your voice sounded like … like home.

B: wow charlie that was really corny.

C: *scoffs* shut up.

12. WHAT DOES YOUR PARTNER DO THAT PISSES YOU OFF?

C: doesn’t tell me when something is bothering him. he just lets it fester until it becomes a bigger deal.

B: *nodding* yeah, i am guilty of that. but sometimes you think i’m upset when really I just don’t feel like talking or something, so then you prod and prod until i do actually get pissed. that’s pretty annoying.

C: well its hard to tell when you’re actually mad about something or just generally grumpy when you never talk to me about it. sooooo….

B: you’re right. its something we both need to work on.

13. WHERE’S THE CRAZIEST/WEIRDEST PLACE YOU’VE EVER HAD SEX?

C: *blushes* uhh…

B: how about that time in our friend’s kitchen? we were all hanging out on the balcony but me and char slipped away for some *coughs* fun. we did it right there on their counter. I could literally see our friends through the window as we were, ya know. i honestly don’t know how none of them caught us.

14. DO YOU KNOW YOUR PARTNER’S LOVE LANGUAGE, IF YES WHAT IS IT?

C: his would be, hmmm. definitely physical touch. and I would say words of affirmation as well? i don’t know i give him compliments all the time so maybe that’s just me projecting.

B: *laughing* of course i love it when she compliments me, or touches me, or actually anything. so yeah, she’s right. hers is one hundred percent quality time. she wants to do everything together always. not that i mind. *smiles at her*

C: dude i literally just said that i was projecting my desire for words of affirmation onto you. how did you not pick up on that?

B: oh shit. ok, i’m sorry, my beautiful, kind, smart, loving, sexy, brilliant, sweet girlfriend.

C: * rolls eyes *

15. WHERE DO YOU SEE THE 2 OF YOU IN 10 YEARS?

B: moved out of this tiny ass apartment for one. we’ve been looking into brindleton bay a lot. neither of us have been there before and i think it would be a good change of pace, plus it’s not too far from the city that we still can’t come visit. we just have to figure out if it makes financial sense.

C: yeah i really like the idea of living by the sea. fresh air, open skies. it would be so nice. i’d definitely like to build a house out there. maybe a little garden too where i can grow vegetables and herbs and all sorts of stuff to cook with. and of course, we’ll be happy and together. and just as in love as we are today.

#i just love them and these poses #like wow look at them #question tag #couple questions #Ben Mitchem #Charlie Wells

[lampurple]

I'm really sad because i'm in the snk fandom before the anime even aired and i've always shipped ereri/riren. I remember when the anime aired and everyone went crazy for ereri and 80% of the fandom shipped it, we had so many arts, fanfics, contents, it was amazing. Then more or less 2 years later the only thing the snk fandom did was fight about ships, it was so exausthing, and like many others i decided to give it a time, i didn't want to get stressed about fights every day anymore. (part1)

(part2) Now i decided to come back because even if i went away i missed snk, i love the story and the characters and obviously ereri is still first place in my heart. But then i come back everyone hating eren and the anime and to a fandom that 90% of it hates ereri/riren, i can’t go to the tag without seeing hate while tag of other ships are fine, i see myself in a worse place than when i left. I guess for me to still enjoy the anime i do really have to give up any interaction with the fandom :(

I’m so sorry I only just saw this!!

I’m not as much of a fandom relic (wow, before the anime aired?) but I’ve been a fan since its first few episodes, and I think it is common that as things gain popularity so do inner-fandom conflicts.  And sadly a lot of this involves ship wars.  The story has tackled a lot of complex characters with varying moralities and people are very passionate with their opinions.  I myself vigorously adore my ships and my faves!  But sometimes passion can lead to aggressive fan wars and outspoken defense posts that challenge each other, and I still blame social media “purity” leaders for shaming and threatening innocent hobbyists for making many fandom environments, not just snk, hard to dwell in.  And like yeah based on recent manga developments, I am not shocked by the Eren hate (and don’t hold it against anyone who disapprove of his actions, though character hate in general kinda...very...hmmm).  Ereri being a big ship is bound to get leftover backlash.  And then you get some people who despise characters simply because they despise a ship (which uhm...hmm).  There are a number of factors here that can make the fandom experience a bit daunting.

If you are just coming back now, I think you missed the worst of it where content was jumbled on this blogging site without much organization and therefore meddled with opposing opinions.  I’m not saying we are at all in a good spot, but I think there are methods of controlling your fandom experience that were originally harder.  It’s up to you if you want to avoid the fandom for your own mental health and sanity-- your enjoyment is more important than other people’s!  And there are series I do love but rarely interact with the fandom!  

Being a lover of Ereri and Eren, popular ships and characters have positive spaces, too, and I try to involve a decent portion of my time in those groups.  While I can get unsettled and even salty at times with how fandom reacts, what helps me hold it together is to take a break from the thing that is making me frustrated or vent (or both) and surround myself with a group of people that I can mentally feel refreshed and have fun with (totally kinda encouraging the eren discord but huehue) while still talking about the series!

Believe me, I understand that negative comments directed at things you love can be exhausting even if you ignore them.  It can really wear you down, and then you risk forming uneasy feelings about the very thing you enjoy.  But ultimately you have to do what is best for you!  Just because you don’t want to interact with the fandom does not make you any less of a fan!  I hope you can find a way to happily digest fandom material, because I truly believe this is an thrilling series to read whether you’re involved with its community or not! 

#fandom things #reply

[wreckitrhino]

Tagged by @skittering-roach​

Rules: choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions, then tag 10 people you want to know better

Three fandoms:

Red vs Blue

The Adventure Zone (Balance)

Monster High

The first character you loved: Red vs Blue Oh god. It’s been like 8+ years since I did my first watch through.  I believe the first character I loved was probably Caboose based on the old fan art I had to clear out. I love this big bundle of dumb. He’s essentially the spirit of Red and Blue Team.  The Adventure Zone Taako Taaco. He was such a fun character that stole the show right off the bat for me. Taako helped keep my attention on the series for the first arc because it does take a bit to get into the series before The Black Spider’s appearance (when the ball really gets rolling). Monster High Lagoona Blue. I really adored her design when I first saw her in the cartoons. She’s an advocate, active, brave, and extremely thoughtful. Her accent is super cute. The movies never could do her look justice like it did in the original cartoon.

The character you never expected to love so much: Red vs Blue Oh god. Hmmm. Probably Locus? He had this mysterious and spooky vibe when he was first introduced and then was completely overshadowed by the force that is Felix. But he (Chorus Trilogy and s15 spoilers) broke out of his shadow, became his own person, and became friends with Grif. I really want to know what his future will hold. Also Red Team calls dibs.  The Adventure Zone Definitely Merle Highchurch. He’s a very underrated character in the fandom, I feel like. I absolutely adore this mess of a man. He won me over during the Stolen Century (though he was already gradually moving up in the favorite ranks) when Clint seamlessly transitioned into a completely different Merle to better suit that arc and then back to his original Merle when starting Story and Song. I was impressed. And the Parely scene? Absolutely magnificent, powerful, moving, has the best villain interacting with a character whose perspective is so different from his own. Monster High  This one is difficult to answer. To be honest I feel like it’d be a tie between Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde  and Hoodude Voodoo. The reason I say that was because none of them were in my radar as best character material. The more I saw them the more I loved them. There was an especially hidden complexity with Jackson/Holt’s character, that I started to explore in fanfiction and his journal. Hoodude’s introduction didn’t show much for his personality, but when they added him in Scaris as well as the Casta Fierce webisode of MH, he sold me over.

The character you relate to the most: Red vs Blue Simmons. I infodump like it’s nobodies business. I get anxiety when things aren’t neat in certain areas, especially when I’m dealing with other sources of stress. I like showing off how organized I can get. Sometimes I get obsessive about it (usually collections). I can’t talk to people to save my life. I hate feeling vulnerable. I also make weird mouth noises (you know the one’s Simmons makes). The Adventure Zone  Honestly I can’t really see myself relating to a character more than any other one. I see my joy of life in Merle, my cynical nature in Taako and John, Magnus’s love of his friends and family, Angus’s love of learning, Lucretia’s strong headedness, Lup’s chaotic nature with a strong sense of morality, etc.  Monster High Twyla Boogeyman. Besides looking very similar to me in monster form and sounding a tad like me, she is an introvert that dislikes large crowds. She likes to observe others more than interfere. She’s very down to earth and likes looking at things in a more logical perspective. Personality > Beauty. She doesn’t understand how boy crazy her ghoulfriends get.

The character you’d slap: Red vs Blue Basically all of the big bads no one likes in the series (eg. The Director). Also Felix because that boy needs some sense slapped into him. As of recently, Doc.   The Adventure Zone Lucas Miller.  Monster High It got to the point that I wanted Toralei to get slapped because she kept crossing the line over and over again.

Three favorite characters (in order of preference): Red vs Blue - Simmons, Grif, Dr. Emily Grey The Adventure Zone  - Merle Highchurch, John Hunger, (torn between Kravitz and Taako for the last one) Monster High - Abbey Bominable, Heath Burns, Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde

A character you liked at first but don’t anymore: Red vs Blue Bad question. There is no character I have fallen out of love. Even everyone at their most frustrating (outside of the big bads mentioned prior) is still a loveable asshole.  The Adventure Zone Uhhhh. Is there a character not to like in TAZ? I don’t think I’ve fallen out of love for any of the charas. In fact I probably fell in love with most of them even more than before. Monster High Toralei Stripe, maybe a little bit of Moanica D’kay. Mostly because I need breathing room between antagonist-like characters and MH struggled to do that. Toralei I end up liking and disliking and liking repeatedly.

Three OTPs: Red vs Blue - Grif x Simmons (the ultimate OTP), Sarge x Emily Grey, Church x Tex (cuz I’m a basic bitch and am flexible for my other pairings) The Adventure Zone - Taako x Kravitz, Barry Bluejeans x Lup,  John x Merle (ngl I really like this pairing. Blame the fic Zone of Trulips) Monster High - Heath Burns x Abbey Bominable, Twyla Boogeyman x Howleen Wolf, Deuce Gorgon x Cleo de Nile

Tagging: @validboi69, @party-penguin27, @ashenlight, @celticteddy, @morphing-reality, @kat-ampora, @the-space-avenger, @bestslothparty, @manicpixiedreamgoblin, @snarkylittlespeedster and anyone else who wants to do the thing.

#tag meme #taz #balance #monster high #red vs blue #rvb #rooster teeth #my life

[suitcasesoffeathers]

I was tagged by @pilotpig and @teeceeart!! Thank you guys so much!! <3

Rules: Answer 11 questions, make 11 of your own, tag 11 people!

I’m gonna put my questions first with tags since THIS IS SO LONG I’M SORRY :’)

I’d like to tag @pilotpig, @teeceeart, @iamapoopmuffin, @sakkigami, @zamashi, @awney, @xnatiix, @carrotcouple, @yaomomochi, @kitanoko, and @the-best-alcoholic-beverage~~ (You don’t have to do this if you don’t want of course!)

My questions:

If you could meet any fictional character in real life, who would it be and why?

If you could magically teleport anywhere (to a real location or fictional location), where would that be and why?

If you were in control of the world for a day, what would you do?

What’s the weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

What do you do when you’re bored?

What’s the dumbest injury you’ve ever gotten? (could be from cuts/scrapes to broken limbs, etc.)

Do you have anyone that you really admire/aspire to be like one day? If so, who?

Is something that you really treasure that other people may think is dumb?

What are some positive personality traits that you believe/other people say you have? (no need to be modest ;))

What style do you usually sport clothes-wise?

If you could have a mountain of any food right now, what would it be?

1. What is your favorite soap scent?

Coconut! I love coconut scents~

2. What is the talent of yours that you are most proud of? Please go on and on and on about it!! (and don’t say you have no talents because I know all of you well enough to know that’s not true >:’D)

Mmm...probably drawing because apparently, a lot of you guys like my art~~ <3 Thank you so much for all the support! It really means a lot! <3 I don’t have much to say, so I won’t go on and on lol (plus, I think it’d be boring to read, and it kinda feels wrong—kinda like bragging??)

3. What is your favorite book and why? Or TV show/anime/movie if you don’t like books?

After Ever After by Jordan Sonnenblick because it broke my heart, and Jeffery is totally relatable and lovable. And my favorite anime is Boku no Hero Academia because the plot is very unique (though it may not seem like it since it uses the basic idea of hero school), like the way that the whole story takes an unexpected turn in the first episode ;) (no spoilers lol) And all the main characters are well-thought out, and are really relatable/likeable. They all just seem so human, so I really like that.

4. Which fictional character do you relate to the most? (And why, if you want?)

Oh snap, this is a hard question...I think at first, it was Midoriya from BNHA, because he was just a lame kid, who had dreams that seemed so far out of reach. He was totally unconfident in his own abilities, which I think a lot of people can relate to, and I guess he just seems vulnerable like a normal human. But now, he’s totally epic, and his resolve has long surpassed mine, so I feel less like I can relate to him?? Maybe Bakugou is more relatable now because he has those deep confidence issues, and is constantly trying his best to get better, though sometimes, he takes a step in the wrong direction. I feel like I do that a lot. I always want to improve, so I make stupid mistakes, and end up farther from my goal (like my wrist pain :’)). And then, he has that whole jealous thing/fear of being surpassed with Midoriya, and that’s something that I sometimes feel, though not as strongly and often lol And then with his whole “this happened because of me” around chapter 120 is totally relatable cuz sometimes I just feel like things are my fault even though people say it’s not?? So yeah...I guess Bakugou just has more flaws, and as a person with many flaws, I relate to him LOL

5. Do you have any collections? If so, what do you collect?

I used to collect stickers, though I kinda dropped that...Now I have a ton of stickers for no reason lol

6. What are your top three best personality traits, and what is one thing about your personality that you want to work on?

Top three as in personality traits I like? Or traits I have? I’ll just do like because that’s easier LOL I love someone who’s considerate, understanding, and patient. One thing I’d like to work on is my anxiety…? Or maybe I’d like to be more open?? Or considerate?? Aw, man, it’s hard to choose one. SO YOU GET ALL THESE lol

7. Do you have any pets? If so, what is/are their personality/personalities like?

Yes! I have a dog named Po~~ <3 He’s a total coward, completely skittish around strangers and other dogs, but he’s such a cutey around people he’s comfy with. He loves being scratched, and sometimes even gets your attention by pretending he wants to play (whether it be by jumping on you or making noises so you notice him), so you’ll chase him when he suddenly just lies down and spreads his legs to signify a scratch session lol And he’s just super adorable when he wants to cuddle or comes to greet my family at the front door. <3

8. What is your preferred study method?

I prefer to not study at all. LOL But if I had to, I’d like to have an organized study guide, with a detailed explanation of everything on the test so I can actually understand the material, and not just memorize facts. I’d like to know why I should do certain things in order to come to a conclusion, so I can completely understand and simplify things if necessary. (I usually like a visual/text to help if that’s what you meant LOL)

9. What is the most adventurous thing you’ve ever done?

Uhhh...tbh I’m not a very adventurous person...Maybe something like jumping off a ledge a few meters high, or jumping out of a short tree...nothing really extreme...Well, I guess I went to one of those fake rock climbing center things with the colorful rocks, and made it to the top of a super tall wall (with gear of course)...does that count??

10. What are your life goals?

Be happy, healthy, and become a comic book artist/writer with a nice family and nice friends. LOL i don’t have too many goals.

11. What is your favorite part of being on Tumblr?

THE PEOPLE! Tbh, that’s the main reason I stay on tumblr. I’ve met so many lovely people, and made so many amazing friends, so I can’t just leave! Aw man, you guys rock~ <3

 1. Are there any new hobbies or new skills you want to try/learn?

Hmmm...maybe painting with oil paints? I’ve always been curious, though I haven’t really done any research or anything ^^; But aside from art, maybe some sort of exercise?? Lol idk

2. Do you believe in anything supernatural? (if you have stories please share, I find them fun to read)

Um, not really?? I don’t really believe in those things ahaha

3. What’s your favourite historical era and why?

To learn about?? Probably Ancient Egypt because it’s so crazy, the things they used to do...Their religion, culture...just everything lol

4. What is one of the strangest conversations you’ve ever had?

Well, my memory’s terrible, so I just asked @pilotpig, and she gave me an amazing conversation to share:

Me: Hey dude? What’s a strange conversation that I’ve had?

Piggie: *pauses* THIS! BLLLEEEEEEEGGGGHHHH!

5. Any inside jokes (not with me, just in general)?

Yes! I have a ton of inside jokes with @pilotpig! Here’s one example… “HELLOO! OOOOOO-OOOH YEAH YEAH YEAH, YEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!” lol that sounds completely stupid XD though...it is, so...lol idk

6. What quote do you say the most?

Um...maybe “Oh my...oh my...GOODNESS!!!!” —All Might from BNHA or “with the power of youth” —Lee and Gai from Naruto Tbh I don’t usually say quotes, so it’s mostly just stupid things lol

7. If you could have any superpower, what would it be and why?

The power to magically obtain any knowledge instantly so that studying would be super easy, and homework would be a breeze! ...I mean, it’d be helpful in pretty much any situation, so... lol

8. Favourite British drama, Korean drama and/or American drama?

I don’t really watch dramas, but I liked the Korean drama “I Hear Your Voice”!

9. Have you ever been in a situation that felt like you were in a movie?

Yes! So my friend and I had a bit of an argument. (She lied about her grades, and then my other friend and I were speculating whether or not she was lying, but not in a bad way of course...Cuz tbh lying about your grades is totally understandable lol is that bad?) But anyway, I apologized profusely because I really felt bad, and I shouldn’t have talked about her without her knowing, but she was still angry, and so, after class, I was chasing her through a sea of people, trying to talk to her, and make things right, but it was so hard to reach her because she was storming out, and actively trying to avoid me. I called out her name several times until finally I caught up to her, and told her what a great friend she was, and how I didn’t want that mistake to ruin our friendship. She didn’t really accept my apology, and held that against me for the rest of the year, but she eventually forgave me (I think?? yeah...we’re not so close anymore...).

10. Any funny things you did as a kid?

Hmmm, well as a kid, I loved Batman, and so I watched a lot of it. But then, in one episode, I heard the line “So long, suckers!” so I kept repeating that line, and my parents kept telling me not to say it because it was mean LOL (that was when I was 2 to 4 years old?? Idk i don’t really remember XD)

11. Something you’re looking forward to?

Getting over my wrist pain, and drawing freely! ^///^

#tag game #tagged #meme thing #tag thingy #long #personal #about me

[jjkfire]

WIP Tag

Wth I was tagged 5000 years ago but you know me… thanks @chimchurro @nightbts @hijoonie & @pdfmin for tagging me!!! i’m sorry i’m the worst at keeping up with tags. I’m not even doing this tag right bc all of y’all have it all neat and organized but mine’s really just me typing out my feelings lol.

Spy!jungkook

I haven’t named this but basically it’s spy Jungkook and there’s a mission wherein he has to live in a suburb to figure out what’s been going on but a single dude moving into a suburb is much too odd isn’t it? He needs a partner, someone lowkey and who better than expendable!you bc if anything goes wrong… no one will notice. *Expendable as in no friends, no relatives and basically if you die, nobody would care. Anyway, you & Jungkook, both forced to play a newly engaged couple… in a suburb… what could go wrong????

Mcnuggets Jin au

So you work at mcdonald’s and twice a week at 2 am, this guy comes in and orders a 2x50 pc mcnuggets set and eats it all in one go… every week?! Why?! Though you love nuggets, you almost feel sorry for him bc like does he have nowhere else to go? Does he not know of any good restaurants? And after a few months of talking to him while he eats his mcnuggets, you offer to take him out to dinner at this new place you found! A dim sum place that’s really good!!!! Only to find out that…

Dining in the dark!au ft. HOBI

It’s like your friend has a tic to the new dine in the dark place where they match you up to your supposed soulmate for the night but she can’t attend so she asks you to go in her stead. Basically, you have dinner, in the dark, unable to see the other person opposite you and in the end, the lights are turned on but you only have a few seconds to see each other before you guys are ushered out of different exits, never to see each other again. The concept is that if they were really your soulmate, you’d see each other again someday. Anyway, dinner is amazing, great and the guy is super nice and interesting but the lights turn on and it’s hoseok… your former…

College!au Ft. YOONGI!!!

Your best friend, Hani, is like the sun. Everything revolves around her. All her life, she’s always been chased after by boys and girls alike. She was the typical everyone either wanted to be her or be with her type of person.

“Hey,” The boy smiles, sliding next to you nonchalantly. “How’s it going?”

At this point, you’re tired and hungry and you’ve just had enough because you can’t count the number of times someone has asked that question only to follow up with another question, one you’re all too familiar with.

“I’m fine, but it’s not like you really care,” You sigh, pouring a multitude of liquors into your cup. “Hani’s by the beer pong table and no, I will not give you her number.”

“Who the fuck is Hani?”

And that’s the first time you’ve ever heard anyone ask that question.

Wrapped Around pt.8

LIKE OK WOW. Some of y’all are really passionate is all I can say about this fic and I’m just a lil traumatized by what happened last update so this one is kinda sittin on the backburner for now. I’ve been hella confused with what to do bc I write for myself yeah but also like it’s nice when y’all appreciate what I write so I’ve decided on two endings to keep you peanuts happy and also myself happy bc I can’t choose anyway lol. But I was wondering if I should split Tae’s part into a prequel bc you all seemingly think he came outta nowhere but really he didn’t!! at least not in my head which is a problem bc you can’t look into my head. I was planning to name the prequel You’ve Got Me so it continues into Wrapped Around and if there was an epilogue it’ll be called… Your Finger but I realized that would be a very very odd single fic title. Anyway fear not Jimin stans, I gotchu.

Escape pt.10 (I guess?)

Part 9 was supposed to be the end but I think a few of you had questions about Hoseok and Jimin and how it all actually ends so this is that!!! Plus someone was like can you imagine?? An epilogue?? Where they get married?!!! And so I imagined it and I was like fml now I have to write this bc it’s too cute! so this chapter is gonna sum everything up plus the proposal plus the marriage PLUS someone was like can you imagine oc pregnant??? And so I imagined that too and I was like shit now I HAVE TO write this bc it’s even cuter!!!

Sweet Saccharine pt.2

This chapter is gonna be all the cutesy lil platonic dates like I’m so excited for the end of this fic??? You guys don’t even know how long I’ve had the finale planned out lol so building towards the finale has been real fun but wew the end of jeon logistics hmmm??? Anyway I’ve been googling like a ton of random things for this fic… I sincerely hope my uni doesn’t check my search history bc like… I’ve been on a crazy amount of sugar baby forums lately LOL

Try Me pt.2

srsly I have this thing with imagining the finale and having a super hard time trying to connect the dots but I’ve really been thinking about more sassy dialogue for this fic bc I love the bantz. Get ready for a rollercoaster ride woooo bc can’t say much without giving anything away. I mean honestly what’s a chaptered fic without a lil drama??

My goal is to one day have a fic for all the members of bts and if I ever do complete this wip list, I’ll be able to check that off the list!!! ps. help me come up with fic titles pls and thanks. tagging @guksthighs @jimlingss @trbld-writer though i feel like maybe you guys have been tagged already!!

#tagged #updates

[inquisitor-julia]

I was tagged by @i-dont-even-like-elves for the 11 questions ask meme thingy! Thank you so much for tagging me!! :)

1) THE LAST TIME YOU WERE HAPPY, IT WAS BECAUSE YOU ___.

i was at a place called Lazy 5 Ranch with my mom and brother and we were having a great time feeding all of the animals (though having a giant cow shove its head into your car to try to steal your bucket of food is mildly terrifying .-. )

2) WHAT’S THE BEST (OR STRANGEST, OR MOST UNEXPECTED) COMPLIMENT YOU’VE EVER RECEIVED?

I’m going to be really honest the one that i enjoyed the most was an anon message i got here on tumblr after posting a selfie (i think) and it just said “Your eyes remind me of true love pickles” to this day i don’t know exactly what that means or who sent it but i think about that a lot. 

3) BASED ON THE TALENTS YOU CURRENTLY POSSES, ARE YOU A WARRIOR, ROGUE, MAGE, OR BARD (OR IF NONE, NAME ANOTHER CLASS)? WHAT’S YOUR SIGNATURE SKILL? YOUR LEAST IMPRESSIVE SKILL?

I’m a mage, probably favoring elemental magic and/or nature magic. Not sure what my signature would be....but i’d probably be known for accidentally setting people’s hair or clothes on fire when i’m super mad at them ^^” my least impressive skill would be that (because of my nature magic) animals love me...which is already pretty true like let me tell you last time i went to the zoo my ex accused me of being a disney princess because i had a butterfly land on me and not want to leave even when i shook my hand a little (i ended up having to get it to land on someone else), i got the alligators to come over to us so we could see them, the tiger was absolutely 100% talking to me and rubbing his face on the fence, i was petting a parrot and when i stopped and started walking away he threw an absolute fit, AND i had a wild lizard crawl up my leg to ride around on my shoulder for a few minutes....

4) WHAT’S THE SONG THAT REMINDS YOU OF THE BEST NIGHT OF YOUR LIFE?

The one that comes to mind is “I Gotta Feeling” by The Black Eyed Peas because it reminds me of a time in middle school that all of my friends and i went to a corn maze together and...i just have really fond memories of hanging out with all of them in middle school :’) we’re still friends of course but we don’t have as much time to hang out like we used to

5) MUST PROTECT AT ALL COSTS: ____

COLE, Izuku Midoriya, Yuri Katsuki, Josephine Montilyet, 707, literally everyone in Voltron, the raptor squad in Jurassic World, Anders, ALISTAIR

6) WELL, SHIT. VARRIC’S WRITING A BOOK ABOUT YOUR EXPLOITS. WHAT’S THE TITLE?

“Really....that’s it?” is the only thing that came to mind lol my life would hardly make for an interesting read but if anyone could make it interesting i suppose it would be Varric

7) WHAT’S AN OBSESSION YOU HONESTLY HOPE NEVER GOES AWAY?

Dragon Age, anime, animals, dinosaurs, SCIENCE

8) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO IN YOUR RETIREMENT?

oh good gosh i have no idea i’m only 21....i mean if i retired right now i’d probably learn to make mods, refine my art, maybe start taking commissions? If i have the money when i retire i want to travel...i’m not about to let a little age stop me from seeing the world. Though ideally i’d like to travel while i’m young =/

9) WHO WAS YOUR FIRST CRUSH OR HERO? WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THEM NOW?

My first crush that i can remember was probably James from Pokemon??? 

I still love James and I’m still weirdly attracted to him??

And my first hero who i looked up to and wanted to be like was Steve Irwin.

Steve Irwin is still really and truly what I aspire to be. To love life so much and be so excited about what you do and excited about the world around you? For me that’s the ideal. He respected animals and nature even the dangerous things and for me to grow up seeing that helped shape me into who i am today. I work at a vet’s office and my respect and understanding for the animals helps me get along with even some of the “mean” ones. I learned that respect from many people in my life but Steve Irwin was absolutely one of the greatest influences in helping me find that animals are my passion. :)

10) WHAT’S SOMETHING THAT OTHERS EXPECT YOU TO CARE ABOUT, BUT YOU SIMPLY DON’T?

hmmm....well every single time someone finds out i’m a vegan they think i support PETA or other preachy organizations and i absolutely don’t. PETA is awful but besides that i also don’t take part in that crazy veganism which involves policing what other people eat? I support animal rights but within reason. People are going to eat meat i just wish animals raised for meat or other products were treated more humanely. I also wish that workers in the food industry were treated better and paid more. I truly just want people to respect each other and the world around them. I’m a vegan for health reasons, you eat your bacon i literally don’t care if you eat three pounds of it in front of me (besides that i might worry about your health if you did that in one sitting)

that went a little off topic but I don’t care about PETA that was my original point ^^”

11) WHAT MYTH, FAIRY TALE, LEGEND, OR SUPERSTITION DO YOU MOST WISH WERE TRUE?

....does Harry Potter count because damn i want to go to Hogwarts

Ok so now i ask ten questions right? that is how this works?

1. What is your favorite dinosaur?

2. What kind of natural scenery appeals the most to you?

3. What smell (or smells) do you find comforting?

4. Do you collect anything?

5.  What two characters would you want as parents and why?

6. What is one physical feature about yourself that you like?

7. What is one thing about yourself (personality-wise etc.) that you like?

8. If your soul/spirit was represented by a color, what color would it be/would you want it to be?

9. Tell me about That Fic/Comic in your head that you’ll probably never write

10. What’s your favorite book/movie of all time and why did it speak to you so much?

11.  Tell me of a trope you don’t like, and one time you made an exception and actually enjoyed it in a work of fiction! That, or tell me about that one character that is not the type you usually like, and YET…

And I’ll tag...the first 11 people in my activity. Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to fill it out! No pressure to do this!

@mmesnappysnips @alleiradayne @evillyte @star--nymph @please-pet-the-dread-wolf @queerantivan @empresstress13 @dragenage @aromagebloom @miriani-lavellan @irlaimsaaralath  @elevanetheirin and @i-dont-even-like-elves (if you’d like to do this again)

Thanks again for the tag! :)

#oops that's 12 oh well #about me #jules speaks #tag jules is it #text post #long post