apparently the way i do memes is all at once or one thing a month

anonymous asked:

Jily AU: Your photos keep showing up on my iPhone, and the internet helped me track you down. Now we’re kind of celebrities, and also I think you’re hot. (Inspired by "I Followed My Stolen iPhone Across The World, Became A Celebrity In China, And Found A Friend For Life" on Buzzfeed)

The article can be found here. I recommend it. It’s a wild ride. Some liberties were taken with the prompt. 

Because James is a fucking idiot, his phone gets stolen.

He knows he’s a rowdy drunk and he knows the three word mantra any university student needs when they go out (‘phone-cash-keys’) but Sirius has bet that he can take more Jägerbombs than James and he’s never been able to back down from a challenge. He doesn’t even think twice about whether his phone is in the pocket of his jeans or his coat, the latter of which he leaves at the table. He swears Peter is sitting there when he leaves, but when he comes back ten minutes later and a whole lot dizzier, the table is empty, coat and all.

He and Sirius find Peter later, crouched over a toilet and heaving with Remus patting his back. James has the decency to wait until his friend is done vomiting to ask, “Pete, d’you have my phone?”

If possible, Peter gets greener. “Sorry,” is all he gets out before shaking his head and clutching his stomach.

Peter ends up feeling worse about the whole thing than James does. James is upset to have lost all his pictures and apps, and he’s livid at the wanker who decided to grab his phone, but ultimately, he can afford a new phone and he can take new pictures, so in a few months he’ll likely get over it. But Peter insists that because James left his phone with him, it’s Peter who owes him a new one.

James attempts to refuse. Peter doesn’t have the kind of money to replace his phone, and James isn’t about to put that on him.

“My friend Dung knows how to get an iPhone for dirt cheap,” Peter claims, and reluctantly, James agrees.

And so it begins.

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buzzfeed.com
We Tried To Get Keegan Allen To Spill All The "Pretty Little Liars" Spoilers
Try again, sweaty. (This post may or may not contain spoilers, you've been warned.)
By Tahlia Pritchard, Jemima Skelley

A.D.’s storyline definitely makes sense.
“The whole storyline makes sense to me now. It’s like filling in the golden puzzle piece for sure. Fans will have the biggest, mind-blowing, exploding heads… it is the absolute bookend the show needed, it answers a lot of questions, it puts a lot of things into perspective, and it’s a great send-off.”

Toby will be in a scene with A.D during the finale.
Remaining tight-lipped on this one, Keegan simply answered that he will share the screen with A.D. in the last episode.

And when asked about the Spencer’s twin theory, Keegan talked a lot about Toby and his beard.
BuzzFeed: “We haven’t seen Toby since he slept with Spencer in the cabin, and now his phone is switched off. Is this because Toby actually slept with Spencer’s TWIN?”
Keegan: “You know I’ve heard a lot of theories about this kind of stuff. I feel like at the end of everything, all these theories will be debunked, answered, and everyone will have what they want. I can tell you though, I was rocking a pretty sick beard during that scene – it was a real beard – and then in the finale I was going to have an even BIGGER beard but I had to shave it. I went through three-and-a-half hours of makeup to have a huge beard, and I went on the set and no one could take it seriously, because I looked like I was from Castaway… so we took it off. So in the finale, I don’t have a beard anymore, like I might get fired but the show is already off the air… um, I just told a big secret, I don’t have a beard anymore in the finale! Anyway, that was that.”

Just like Ezra’s stress stubble, Toby’s beard was symbolic of his grief and stress.
“I remember really badly wanting to keep my beard for that scene in the cabin because I was like, ‘man, Toby’s really gone off the deep end, like his wife has died, I mean c’mon, he’s not gonna shave ever again!’ I can grow a beard within like three days. Like a FULL beard. I just squeeze my face and my pores shoot hairs out. A lot of people think Toby’s beard is A.D. and it’s gonna come off and be like 'I’ve been here all along’. But that’s just a Tumblr thing.”

Even Keegan is unsure about Toby’s police training.
“I feel like Toby decided to be a cop one night, around 8:30pm, logged onto his computer, went to RosewoodPD.com, printed off his diploma, went to work the next morning, and was a police officer. The only reason I think that was a reality was… the fact he’s such a BAD cop, he’s not a terrible person, he’s just a better carpenter you know? He’s a better carpenter than he is a cop, and he is an OK carpenter. I think that’s why he ultimately retired!”

Apparently Toby’s partner Lorenzo just moved on up in the police force.
“Ahh Lorenzo…. Uh huh. So he became a detective in the beginning of Season 6, and I remember going into work and being like 'hey man, why do you get to wear a suit?!’ and he’s like, 'well I’m a detective now’, and I was like 'what the hell man? I’ve been a cop for like three seasons why don’t I get to be a detective?’ So I think he just became a detective and he just worked his way up and he’s important now, he’s on like Lethal Weapon now or something!”

Toby’s experience with the drugged gummy bears ~probably~ got him “fired”.
“He was high AF and ended up being like 'Where I am?’ and the police officers all around him were like, 'Dude you can’t be a police officer anymore, cause you’re high’. He was just lit, and then he got fired, pretty much,” Keegan joked.

And Toby wearing a du-rag in the earlier seasons was a complete accident.
“That was actually a mistake that scene! My hair was really long and I had to look like I had a shaved head. And they put on the du-rag just to keep my hair down, and they were gonna take it off when I was about to shoot, and my hair would be slicked back and I’d look really dangerous and juvenile. But when we were shooting, Michael the director was like, 'OK we’re gonna shoot the rehearsal’, and I had the du-rag on, and I didn’t take it off, I was just in the middle of the scene. Then months had gone by, and the production editor showed Mandy (the wardrobe person), and she was like 'what the hell is this, why is the du-rag on his head?!’ and everyone was like 'what are you talking about? This has already been in production for months’ and she was like 'oh my god NO!’ It ended up staying in… It was nobody’s fault, just an accidental mess up!”

It was only during filming the finale that Keegan started to piece together what was going on, and he was definitely shocked by who killed Charlotte.
“The truth is, I wasn’t really keeping the storyline straight. I couldn’t keep up. What ends up happening when we were shooting most of the time was that we’ll have the writer and you’d be like 'hey, what’s going on?’ and they’ll give you just snippets you need to know for your character, because there are so many storylines that your circuits would get crossed and you’d go crazy. Then if you dare, later you could go back and start to piece things together. But up until the finale I hadn’t been piecing anything together, then I started to when we were shooting the finale. I remember reading last week’s episode when there was all this info that was dumped on the audience. And me being part of the show I was like, 'wait, WHAT… Who killed Charlotte?!’ I was so enamoured by our show in that moment. Because you’re part of a show and you love doing it as much as people love watching it, but then you also get sucked into the fandom and canon of storytelling and get shocked by it.”

He even said there were some plot holes you could “literally drive a train through”, when asked about Detective Wilden covering up Marion Cavanaugh’s death.
BuzzFeed:
“Jessica DiLaurentis bribed Detective Wilden to cover up Toby’s mom’s death, after ~Bethany~ pushed her off the roof at Radley. According to our calculations Wilden would’ve been a young teen at the time, so there’s no way he could be a detective. Is that right?”
Keegan: “I don’t know. That’s more a question for Marlene King. Because there are some plot points during the show that you could literally drive a train through… until the end of the show, that is. The finale will make so much sense to so many people, because they’re like, 'This show has plot holes the size of Swiss cheese!’ and like yeah, but it will make sense at the end. There’s something that happens and just collectively you’re like, 'oh shit that makes total sense now, of course!’ and that’s what will happen. Hopefully.”

And Keegan mentioned while he did get a laugh out of trolling his PLL fans, he’s been dropping clues this WHOLE time.
“I love trolling the fans! But I also love placing little easter eggs, because there is sometimes truth to things I’m saying. When the show ends, I can go back and be like: 'I said this and nobody picked up on it!’ I’ve done interviews and I’ve totally divulged things but nobody picks up on it. Once the show ends I’ll do an entire investigation into my own past stuff that I’ve said and I’ll be like, 'haha, I told you guys!’.”

BTW, he loves memes.
“I don’t really have friendships, they’re just direct message memes, so I love trolling fans (with memes). I think the sweaty thing, the misspelt sweetie meme, is my favourite thing ever. I kept doing it and fans were like 'you misspelt sweetie, what’s wrong with you!’ and 'I’m like, no, no that’s the meme guys!’.”

Trash Masterpost (AKA Fic Masterpost)

100% Cullen. Over a million words. Holy Andraste.

Everything is basically Explicit. If not, then mature.

In celebration of that absurd one million, he’s a recap of all the trash I have written in the past few months. Each title is a link to the fic on Ao3.

Story Centric Fics:

1. The Scars We Hide

A non-canon DAI story featuring a very broken Cullen, along with a shattered Elizabeth who just makes everything worse. Currently complete, working on the second part.

2.  The Girl Who Cried Wolf

A MGIT story about forgetting your past, and living a better life. Complete.

3.  The Rose

A Modern AU where Elizabeth gets dragged into the Inquisition, and has lots of sex with Cullen. Incomplete.

4.  The Man Who Can’t Be Moved

A fix-it story. Cullen is forced to stay on lyrium, but just when death is at his neck, a mage comes around and saves his life. Incomplete.

5.  An Author’s Delight

Another MGIT story. The author is thrown into DA with her favorite OC, Elizabeth Trevelyan. Expecting her and Cullen to fall in love, she eagerly awaits for them to kiss, only to find that Cullen has his eyes on someone else’s lips. Incomplete.

6.  The Scars We Miss

A short story that covers Inquisition in snippets. Complete.

7. After The Scars Are Shown

Sequel to The Scars We Hide. Don’t even know how to explain it. Incomplete.

8.  Behind The Lie

A Modern AU where Cullen needs a girlfriend, Elizabeth needs money, and they both end up needing each other. Incomplete.

9.  The Scars In Our Hearts

Soulmate AU. Not entirely sure where I was going with this. Incomplete.

10.  Jealousy

The advisors and Inquisitor head to Antiva, only to get thrown into an evil Court Mage’s cynical plot. At least, that’s what Cullen thinks. Apparently, everyone else is just blind, especially the Inquisitor, whom he hates, and totally doesn’t want to bang. Incomplete.

11. Madness And Her Muse

Elizabeth and Cullen meet in Kirkwall, before the Inquisition, parting on some strange terms. They meet up again due to the Inquisition, or perhaps, fate? Incomplete.

12.  Forget The World

ANOTHER MGIT. Elizabeth dies, gets sent to Thedas, and becomes Cullen Rutherford’s personal assistant.

13. Corrupted and Cured

An AU where the Inquisitor gets killed by a lackey of Samson’s, who happens to magically end up with the mark. Watching a mage fall to red lyrium is something Cullen never thought he would see, and he isn’t sure whether he wants to kill or kiss her. Incomplete.

14.  The Other Way Around

A Modern AU (sort of) where Cullen gets sent to the real world. Right into Elizabeth’s apartment. They flirt, while also trying not to show everyone that he’s from a place where dragons exist. Incomplete.

Smut Centric Fics:

1. Desire

Potions. Sex. LOTS OF SEX. Yup. Complete.

2. Temptation

More potions. More sex. A little more sensual, this time. Complete.

3. Sleep

Ever thought about trying to have sex while sleeping? No? Me either. Then I went on the kink-meme, and now I’m writing it. Incomplete.

4. Primal

Cullen masturbation. The world needs more. Complete.

5. Inquisitor’s Orders

A random idea spun into more. Sex with a plot. Incomplete.

6. Rumors

The very first thing I ever wrote. Elizabeth is tired of people pairing her with Hawke, so he kindly switches it around to the Commander. Awkwardness ensues, and so does sex. Complete.

7. A Moment Of Loneliness

For Valentine’s Day. For all you ladies who wish you had your very own Cullen on that stupid day, just like I always do.

8. Only Angel

Demonic possession. Lots of sex. A little feels. Blame it on the kink-meme. Incomplete.

9.  Just One Night

The result of talking with @fereldenpeach for hours on end. Loved writing this. Lots of sex, two women with a very handsome Commander. Complete.

10.  Lost In Wonderland

Another random idea. Cullen gets thrown into the middle of nowhere, and low and behold, there’s a beautiful mage there that he can’t help but fall for. In a sexual way. But also in a lovey dovey way. Incomplete.

11.  Careful Who You Sleep With

Basically: Elizabeth gets pregnant. What’s funny is she is right in the middle of the war, what’s funnier is that she never wanted kids, and what’s funniest is that she never tells Cullen. Complete.

12. They’ve Got Nothing On You

One shot spun into more. Varric tries to push Liz and Cullen together, only to find that they are more stubborn than he thought. Yet they learn, through trial and error, that maybe being stubborn isn’t so fun after all. Incomplete.

13.  Guilty Pleasures

I was drunk when I wrote this. Smut. Teasing. Yup. Complete.

14.  Trap

Dark Cullen, slightly non-con. Because who doesn’t love a little danger? Incomplete.

15.  Boredom

Modern AU office sex. That’s it. Complete.

16.  Her Love Turns Men Into Fools

One of my favs honestly. An AU Alpha/Omega-verse where Cullen is an alpha, Liz is an omega, and they have some great sex. Complete.

17.  Two Lonely Addicts

While Cullen is addicted to lyrium, Liz is addicted to alcohol. So they drink away their worries together, then have sex. Complete.

Random One Shots:

1. Water

A one-shot turned to more. Featuring red lyrium and revelations of love. Complete.

2.  Stay

Angst-fest. Two different ways one decision could have gone. Complete.

3.  Let’s Get Lost

Cullen goes to a strip club, and thinks Elizabeth is a stripper. Complete.

4.  Mistletoe

Satinalia special. Elizabeth saves Cullen from some touchy women. Complete.

5.  So What?

Another angst-fest. Cullen reflects on one bad decision. Complete.

6.  Rain

Kissing in the rain. Cause why not. Complete.

7.  Held

Holding hands. Cause why not. Complete.

8.  Shadow and Her Light

Art. Because art is amazing and I’d rather live in my car than pay rent. Featuring amazing art done by: @xla-hainex @spacerocketbunny @nsfwfrosch @star–nymph @cheekywithcullen @geeky-jez @baewall @lady-scribbles @kimberly-parker  @destinyapostasy @anafigreen @kf1n3 @sayurinitta @fleschybits and surely more once I find some more money in the sewers.

9.  Is This Intimacy?

A fic for art done by @xla-hainex because I couldn’t help myself. Complete.

10.  Chocolate

A short one-shot about eating chocolate. Complete.

11.  The Seven Stages Of

Yet another angst-fest. Cullen deals with the loss of his love. Incomplete.

12.  Miss You More

Sort of an angst-fest. Instead of Cullen being the one stuck on an addiction, it’s Elizabeth. Complete.

13.  Under The Moon

A prompt given to me by @presidentnerd about kissing under a full moon. Complete.

Not my OC:

1. From Lust To Love

A gift for @fereldenpeach with her lovely Evelia Trevelyan. Complete.

2. A Dreadful Night at Halamshiral

A fix it to one of @windysuspirations  fic’s, a rather touchy one about something horrible happening to Cullen. I couldn’t help but do the classic, “it was all a dream.” Complete.

3. Drown In Ecstasy

A gift for @princessvicky01 with her sexy Annabel Trevelyan. Complete.

4. Falling In Love

A gift for @mapplestrudel with her adorable OC Rona. Complete.

5. Living In Pain

A gift for @windysuspirations with her cute Perrine Lavellan. Complete.

6. If It’s Not Rough It Isn’t Fun

A gift for @roksanalyasin with her alluring OC Valina. Complete.

Would you look at that! ONE MILLION WORDS. All of it Cullen! (Minus one original work I didn’t bother putting up here). I never have considered myself a writer, and still don’t, but a million is a frick ton of words. That doesn’t even count the stuff I’ve deleted, rewritten, or the 73 WIP’s I currently have.

Let’s just hope my fingers never fall off.

a ninjago modern/youtube au because i still cant find my stylus

  • this is basically just a modern au but with youtube channels bc why not
  • jay uses his for covers and music stuff
    • but only meme/joke covers
    • the rick roll he posted on april fools CONTINUES to be his most popular video
  • kai has a gaming channel
    • lloyd and nya appear on it most often bc siblings
    • mostly video games but one time he got everyone together to play monopoly
    • it went… badly
  • zane does science stuff
    • his videos alternate between “this is the exact scientific thing we are doing” and “lol watch me blow this up its gonna be awesome”
    • in his early days he built a robot falcon that’s now present in all his videos
    • if the falcon isnt there people get worried in the comments
  • cole is just a vlog
    • what does he do
    • who knows
    • IVE JUST DECIDED HE HAS A STORY TIME CHANNEL AND THEYRE ALL REAL EVEN IF THEY SOUND SUPER FAKE HOLY CRAP

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Employee of the Month: Part 1/11

Pairing: Reader x Ong Seongwoo

Group: Wanna One

Type: Fluff I think?

Words: TOO DAMN MANY (like almost 3.8k, jfc) 

Warnings: LOTS OF BAD WORDS

A Brief Synopsis: 

The tale of Ong’s really shitty job and how it provides a platform for you to exist in his life romantically. Kind of.

A/N: This is 1 of 11 parts in my Wanna One job oneshot series. I swear it is infinitely more interesting than it sounds. Just read this, please. I swear it isn’t boring af. Also I should be posting 1 or 2 of these each week until I finish all 11. Mentally prepare for the babies of the group to have shorter ones, because they are smol[and illegal 👮🏻🚫] . I have like 5 in the works already and am almost done with Guanlin’s, so I’ll probs post that one tomorrow. That is all.

Name: Ong Seongwoo

Age: 21

Occupation: Chuck E. Cheese Employee

  • Now lets preface this by clarifying that this boy never actually filled out a job application or had any desire to work here 
  • He literally just took Dan and Jisung once as a joke for Dan’s birthday 
  • After being there for 5 minutes he became so bored that he stole the mouse head from Chuck while the mouse was in the bathroom 
  • Ran around for 30 minutes with it on until all the children in the building were crying 
  • The manager reprimanded him and took the head back, because she was hostile af 
  • Upon seeing Ong’s face she almost cried 
  • *insert I saw a man so beautiful I started crying meme, you know the one, from like 3 or 4 years ago* 
  • Immediately she asked him to work for the company because he “seemed to really understand children and would make a valuable asset" 
  • He only said yes for free tokens 

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Amber

Originally posted by hobbit-is-life

I tried to write a thing but I don’t know if it worked. It turned out very differently than what I had planned but I still like it. I’ll probably end up making a drabble version of this but I hope you like this in the mean time. Let me know what you think!! Masterlist~

Pairing: Jongdae (Chen) x Reader

Word Count: 1.555k

Genre / Rating: Fluff / PG13

Warnings: none :)

Your relationship with Jongdae was unclear. You had both talked about dating each other just two months ago, him saying he loved you in the most platonic of ways. But now here he was, leaving soft kisses along your jaw as you watched Netflix on his laptop.

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Papa Winchester - Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader - Part 2

Title: Papa Winchester

Pairing: Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader

Word Count: 3,074

Warnings: None really

Prompt: YN and Jeffrey met on season 1 of SPn where she played his daughter(the middle Winchester sister) and have been together ever since,they'r married with kids by now, and the fans (specially the cast who’s her family) always makes fun of that during interviews and pannels,but it’s always cute because Jeffrey likes to surprise them ,specially when the fans are involved,and they all love and are very supportive of their relationship

Read Part 1 here!

A/N: I’m doing lots of writing today since I have time and more posting will be done tomorrow! Also, this was not betad so apologies!

Originally posted by wildling-heart

“They never let you catch a break, do they?” your driver and bodyguard asked with a chuckle as you surfed on the net, on your way to visiting your husband on set.

“It’s Jensen and Jared, Mike, of course they never do.” you chuckled, shaking your head “I mean, they might probably deny it but, I know it’s their favorite hobby!”

“I don’t think they are really denying it anymore.” he laughed, shaking his own head and you shrugged.

You glanced back at your daughter sleeping in her seat, it was already very early and you wanted to surprise her by visiting her dad on his work “Those sly bastards, I am sure they learned how to make memes just for us!”

“Jared for me wouldn’t be a surprise but Jensen? Are you sure about that?”

You laughed “Oh you really don’t know them that well, besides I think they sort of confirmed it during a Con. I am not sure, haven’t joined them in some time but I like to keep up, so I know that for sure. Here-” you opened your gallery, just at the moment he stopped on a red light “See this?”

Dad’s on a hunting trip. And he hasn’t been home in a few days.” he read and added “Well, classic line. It’s what started it all, Jensen’s favorite.”

“Yeah, just see the rest.” you said with a giggle as you showed him the full photo. Under a picture of Jensen’s from the pilot were the rest of the words.

A few days? Are you sure it’s a hunting trip?”

No, he’s- he’s making out with our sister in his trailer?” he ended up reading it as a question before laughing and shaking his head “Yes, alright Jensen is so the one to make this!”

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RFA: MC is a Hacker

Ayyy this went a little downhill but everything has been stressful! Life is not forgiving, but I hope these are good enough for you!!

Admin Phae

Yoosung:
- Honestly he finds out because you’re hitting those keys like your life depends on it
- And he’s just like ‘umm,,, you okay over there??’
- So you reply with ‘ya I’m just trying to hack this site’
- He has a double take
- ‘I’m sorry??????’
- He wonders why you didn’t tell him before
- He can understand it when you say that it just never really came up
- He can’t recall a time when it would’ve
- Although he’s a little surprised that you just came out with it
- He seems to forget that Seven is also a hacker
- Once you get through the whole only just finding out phase
- He’s asking questions left, right and centre
- He’s fascinated and super in awe of you
- Even if he can’t understand some of the technical terms you’re using
- It just adds to the impressive experience
- Even if he knew you were good wit computers before
- He still thinks of you as being like 10x smarter than before
- Even if you don’t have the slightest clue about medicine, he’ll ask you for help when studying
- Mostly it’s just tips on how to do it effectively, though
- It’s pretty cute, how much he looks up to you
- But he’s heard how dangerous it can be so he’s a little scared
- ‘It’s cool, but please don’t get involved with something dangerous!’

Zen:
- It basically goes ‘oh btw I’m a hacker’
- He doesn’t register at first
- ‘Oh, that’s nice… Wait what?’
- You explain everything to him and he’s just in awe
- He gets you to tell him some stuff about it
- He always tries to find out about your hobbies / things you enjoy
- And this is no different
- You try to tell him things in a more diluted way
- Just so he’ll understand better
- Eventually you just revert to showing him
- It actually fascinates him quite a lot
- And for some
- Godforsaken reason
- About a month prior to him finding out
- You’d started automatically saying ‘I’m in’ whenever you hacked
- So you do it this time
- And he’s a little confused
- He thought it was just some weird myth
- But apparently not
- So you then have to elaborate that it was just a bad habit you formed
- Most hackers
- In fact
- Do not say ‘I’m in’ whenever they do so
- Although he always assumed that Seven was the type to do so too
- So he couldn’t say that he honestly hadn’t thought that some may legitimately say it
- But he tells you that he thinks it’s cute and you should definitely keep the quirk
- But he’s also worried about illegal things you might be doing
- So he makes you promise you won’t do anything over the top
- ‘I worry about you- but I don’t want to stop you from doing things that you like, so just don’t do anything too illegal’

[Jaehee, Jumin, Seven, V, and Saeran are under the cut]

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How to Tell BTS Apart:

Requested by @viva-la-fanatic-domains

**This post was made April 24th, 2016, with edits made later**

[WARNING LONG POST] Okay here we go!

BTS. aka Bangtan Boys. aka Bulletproof Boyscouts. aka 방탄소년단 (bang-tan-so-nyeon-dan)

As of the moment I am writing this post BTS has had 6 main comebacks, with each having a follow up track (except for two) (Basically what that means is they dropped an album 6 times with an MV for the title track on the album, and then later they dropped another MV for a different track on that album. BTS is known for doing this follow up thing but it isn’t common, other groups don’t really do that) along with a few in between… thingys that I will also include ^_^ and they are about to comeback again May 2nd! Here is all of them in order:

DEBUT: June 11th, 2013 – No More Dream

[Left to Right: V, Suga, Jin, Jungkook, Rap Monster, Jimin, J-Hope]

FOLLOW UP: July 16th, 2013 – We Are Bulletproof Pt. 2

[Left to Right: V, Suga, Jin, Jungkook, Rap Monster, Jimin, J-Hope]

1ST COMEBACK: September 10, 2013 – N.O

[L to R: V, Suga, Jin, Jungkook, Rap Monster, Jimin, J-Hope]

**No follow up track for N.O**

2ND COMEBACK: February 11th, 2014 – Boy In Luv

[L to R: Jin, Suga, Jimin, Jungkook, Rap Monster, V, J-Hope]

FOLLOW UP: April 6th, 2014 – Just One Day

[L to R: Jimin, Suga, Jin, Jungkook, V, Rap Monster, J-Hope]

3RD COMEBACK: August 19th, 2014 – Danger

[L to R: V, Suga, Jin, Jungkook, Rap Monster, Jimin, J-Hope]

FOLLOW UP: October 21, 2014 – War of Hormone

[L to R: Suga, Jin, Rap Monster, Jungkook, Jimin, V, J-Hope]

REPACKAGE: November 20th, 2014 – Miss Right/Danger (Mo-Blue-Mix) ft. Thanh

Note: This was a “repackaged” album. (meaning they re-released the Danger album but with a different scheme to it and a couple new tracks added on) Miss Right was the main track, but it didn’t get an MV. But the Danger Remix did for some reason.

[L to R: Jimin, Jin, Suga, Jungkook, Rap Monster, V, J-Hope] (the guy at the piano is Thanh the featuring artist - not a member)

4TH COMEBACK: April 29th, 2015 – I Need U

[L to R: J-Hope, V, Jimin, Rap Monster, Suga, Jungkook, Jin]

FOLLOW UP: June 23rd, 2015 – Dope

[L to R: Rap Monster, Jungkook, V, Jimin, Suga, Jin, J-Hope]

SHORT FILM: October 1st, 2015 - On Stage : Prologue

Note: This is not actually a comeback or a follow up, or even an MV, but I felt the need to include it because the I Need U MV, this little in between thing, and the next MV, and their most recent comeback are all one storyline. “The Youth Trilogy”

[L to R: Jin, Jimin, Suga, Jungkook, J-Hope (behind), V, Rap Monster]

5TH COMEBACK: November 29th, 2015 – Run

[L to R: J-Hope, Jimin, Rap Monster, Jungkook, Jin, V, Suga]

**No follow up track to Run**

PRE-RELEASE: April 19th, 2016 – Epilogue: Young Forever

Note: We don’t really know what this is. Apparently it’s a teaser for their comeback, but it’s like also a full MV??? And also it says Epilogue which makes it seem like it’s like the Prologue??? Dunno. They just dropped it out of the blue. No warning.

NEXT COMEBACK: May 2nd, 2016 –  Fire + Save Me

Note: This comeback had 2 MVs. Save Me came a little bit after Fire, but it’s not a follow up track, they promoted them at the same time.

[L to R: TOP - Rap Monster, J-Hope, Jimin, Suga / BOTTOM - Jungkook, Jin, V]

Boom. All the stuff. It’s a lot.

They have a few other things labelled as MVs but they’re either unofficial or pre-debut stuff so I didn’t include them c:

INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS:

**I’m only including a recent photo of each**

Rap Monster: Real Name: Namjoon. Sep. 12, 1994. Leader. Rapper. 

Yo like we literally didn’t get to see his eyes uncovered from those freaking sunglasses until like LITERALLY 8 MONTHS after they debuted. Their company had him do that or smthn idEk. Hair has most frequently been bleach blonde, but it was this black fro-hawk thing when they debuted man i don’t know why they thought that was a good idea….. the literal Dance Master go look it up ;)

Jin: Real Name: Seokjin. Dec. 4th, 1992. Vocalist. Visual. (aka the handsomest)

Nicknamed Princess Jin by the fans, he’s the prettiest. Don’t question it he just… IS. okay. He most recently went blonde and slayed the hearts of many. Otherwise he has always been some shade of brown and that one time he went like a dark auburn red. hot damn. (Just One Day era) He’s got lips for days, like are they even real? i didn’t know lips could be that plump but apparently god bestowed us this gift that is Jin’s lips. ya can’t really see them in this photo but they’re there i swear. google it. have no shame. you won’t regret. 

Suga: Real Name: Yoongi. March 9th, 1993. Rapper. 

If you google “wealthy housewife” pics of Suga come up. he got memed. it’s a long story. he has a really gummy smile that is so adorable. He’s had been one of the more colorful hair one of the bunch for a while now. it’s been black, brown, red, pink, bleach blonde, mint green, now silver. have fun keeping track lol

J-Hope: Real Name: Hoseok. Feb. 19th, 1994. Dancer. Rapper.

Usually screaming. I’m not exaggerating. His catchphrase is “I’m Your Hope” (in english, yelling) Skinny and always flailing. Actual unicorn. Dunno what else to tell you, eventually when watching a BTS video something loud and bizarre will happen and you’ll be like ohhh so that’s j-hope….

Jimin: Real Name: Jimin. Oct. 13th, 1995. Vocalist. Dancer.

Squishy face c: not so squishy body D: it’s stressful. don’t let the shirtless pics fool you, he’s a fluff ball. Has the nicest ass of the group. Certifiably accurate. Also he’s obsessed with Jungkook and Jungkook is just not having it. Makes for quite the entertaining shit to watch. Told the fans he wasn’t going to have dark hair for a while. Was obviously lying. (see above) 

V: Real Name: Taehyung. Dec. 30th, 1995. Vocalist. 

V is weird. Like literally the fans call him an alien. We don’t really “get” him. Like he’s from another plant or something, he’s always doing strange things for no reason. Put him together with screamo a couple members up and you get a COMPLETE wtf fest. Another one with a lot of different colored hair. TBH Tae is H O T. and like I think he knows it too >_>

JUNGKOOK: Real Name: Jungkook. Sep. 1st, 1997. Vocalist. Maknae. (meaning the youngest)

Is super freaking hot. Also barely legal. How dare. Sometimes he’s an adorable fluff ball and other times he is way too dangerous for this world. But mostly a fluff ball. It’s not fair. Has literally never had hair lighter than the pic above. Went reddish once. (Just One Day era) but that’s the most exciting it’s gotten. Can be identified as the one always bullying and insulting his dear older members. And acting way older than his age.

So there you go! That’s BTS. They’re all crazy and we are too have fun~~

How to happily Ask blog:

  1. Do you. Make an Ask blog about your favorite Pokemon, even if it’s an Eevee and there are already 50 Eevee blogs. Only complainers care, and they’re not worth your time anyway. Absolutely don’t let people tell you what characters and/or species should be on your blog. You may be interested in these characters if you’re lucky, but chances are, if it’s not something you want to do, it’s not going to work.
  2. Take your time. This is something I had to learn was okay for me to do. You don’t need to update every day. Or 24/7. Or every other week. You can let your blog sit for a month even. Doesn’t matter. Take your time. Ask blogs are for fun and you don’t owe anyone answers to Asks or plot updates or RP responses because you can’t snap your fingers and be done. Those things take time. People are generally patient; they will wait.
  3. Character count doesn’t matter. Have as many or as few characters as you want, because it’s your blog, you do what you want. And if you DO have a lot of characters, you can always put them on Ask rotation, that way you and your followers won’t be overwhelmed!
  4. Take a Hiatus if you need it. Your health is more important than your blog. Take care of yourself, mentally and physically. It can be as long or as short as you like. You can also be like me and be hella notorious for taking a Hiatus and IMMEDIATELY COMING OUT OF IT. Because apparently announcing that I’m going on Hiatus gives me a boost of inspiration for the blog I’m Hiatusing from. Don’t ask how that works Ihavenoflippinclue.
  5. If seeing other blogs update stresses you out, unfollow them. Please do not let yourself get stressed. There is a reason I follow a minimal amount of ask blogs. When I ran Wandering Fairy Twins I almost drove myself to the point of tears because I wasn’t updating as quickly as the other blogs. Please don’t stubbornly follow 500+ blogs. Follow your favorites. Unfollow everyone else. Seriously. You can always make a list of blogs you like and stalk them instead, like I do. Of course, if it doesn’t cause you stress, then don’t feel like you have to unfollow people either. I’m just speaking from personal experience, and I am happier following maybe 5 ask blogs and stalking everyone else. I really don’t care if they’re your BBF from 900 years ago, if seeing them update stresses you, unfollow them. Hell unfollow my blogs if they stress you out. Pls. Stalk me instead. I’d rather that you have less stress than me have 500+ followers.
  6. If you run multiple blogs, you don’t need to update them all at once. Section it out. And if you’re in the mood for doing stuff for one blog, but suddenly get a drive for another, update the one you suddenly have a drive for. And if a schedule works for you, you can do that too! You can even set aside certain days to work on specific things for specific blogs. Or work on all the references for your blogs at once. Whatever works for you.
  7. If you run multiple blogs, and it’s causing you stress, start dropping blogs. Do not make a blog for every new character you think of. Put them on a pre-existing blog. Move characters around. Merge blogs. Cut down on the amount of blogs you have. Sure, there’s no limit to how many Ask blogs you can have, but if it’s starting to be a problem, start letting go. You can always use those other characters for other things. But drop blogs. Save your info, your plots, etc, but drop some of those blogs. Doesn’t matter if it’s your most loved blog. Drop it. Say bye. It’s not worth your time if it’s causing you stress.
  8. Don’t be afraid to start a conversation. I apologize though because I’m bad at this, and so are a lot of other people. Tumblr’s messaging system makes it easier to interact with other bloggers though! Keep in mind that a lot of blogger’s can be busy, so they may not respond right away. That doesn’t mean they hate you. They might also be sleeping because Time Zone’s a bitch. But you can’t always wait for people to come to you. Just make sure you check the FAQ and Rules on each blog before you start reaching out. Some people may dislike being approached. Respect that.
  9. Having a friend circle in the community is okay. You do not need to be friends with everyone here. You don’t need to talk to everyone here, or send them asks, or start RPs, or anything else. If you find five people you click with and that’s it, then that’s it. You got those five people you click with and you are still awesome and cool and don’t let complainers being antsy about “popular” people not interacting with “unpopular” people get to you. You get your little circle and be happy with it. Or your medium circle. Or big circle, IDK man for all I know you are like super good friends with 300 people and you manage to plot with all of them and honestly YOU GO you do that. But I really can’t stress enough that you ARE NOT under ANY CIRCUMSTANCE REQUIRED BY TUMBLR LAW to befriend / talk to / plot with / ship with / friendship with / meme with every last person in the Ask community. You are allowed to be picky. You are allowed to be picky. You are allowed to be picky. Nobody gets to be friends with you because they decided so and you’re a bitch/bastard if you aren’t friends with them. Block those people. Just no. Bye. Also don’t be that person. And if you aren’t accepted as anything more than an acquaintance move along my dude, move along. Being acquaintances is just as good as being friends. You don’t have be friends with everyone out there, having 900 friends does not mean you have shallow, meaningless friendships just like having 2 friends is not a direct reflection of your worth. Either way, you are worthy. And either way, you are amazing.
  10. Having a friend circle doesn’t mean you can’t interact with other people either. The friend circle is more in regards to who you click with, who you really like, and who you are ultimately able to plot with easily (or you do the thing where you just yell at each other in frustration because HOW DARE YOU GIVE ME FEELINGS). You can still send asks to anyone, and you can still start RPs with anyone, and you can still ask for asks from anyone (especially if they make a post that they’re sending out Asks. Get IN ON THAT).
  11. There will be people out there who dislike you. Or your art style. Or your writing style. Or your headcanons. Or your subspecies. Or your designs. Or your hyrbids. Or all of the above. Or none of the above. Or they dislike you just because they dislike you. They’ll complain about you. They’ll probably send you anon hate. Ignore them to the best of your ability - because you have more people who adore you. And if those dislikers ever send you hate, delete it. Get rid of it. Don’t post it, don’t give them that pleasure. Delete it so that they can sit and wait and agonise over the fact that their mean comments meant so little to you that you didn't even need to grace them with a response.
  12. Remember, you are cool, my dude. You are cool.

That’s everything I can think of O:

Kim Jaehwan Royal AU

I love writing these Royal Au’s.

• You’d grown up within the city, a prodigy,
• Your parents where royal guards,  bodyguards and protectors of the king, queen and their sons,
• To which, oh boy, there’s quite a few,
• So seeing as you grew up with your parents as your role models, you became the counties youngest royal guard, well prepared for whatever the job held,
• Because your parents where often working, a lot of the time they bought you as well because you where quite and sensible even from a young age,
• If your parents had to chase someone away, you simply sat down where you where and pulled out a book to enjoy some alone time,
• In the middle of a palace,
• So, naturally, you became very familiar with all of the guards, and even the royal family,
• All of the guards knew you by their own little nicknames, and if they found you alone they’d happily read you a passage out of your book, pop you on their shoulders and continue with their patrol,
• To which, as a child, was an exciting adventure,
• And if the royals where roaming and saw you, the king would greet you kindly, the queen stopping to play with you a little, finding your quite innocence a refreshing break from all of her boys,
• 11 boys, aka a riot™
• ( Any gathering of 9 children is a riot tbh not just because they’re boys),
• And whenever any of the boys toddled past, accompanied or (less likely) not, they’d always bump to a stop and almost interrogate you with questions, or giggle with you about things only kids can giggle about,
• If they’d done something troublesome they’d run to you to help hide them or ask for advice,
• Yeah, even at that age you could think yourself out of any situation,
• Pure skill right there,
• Before engulfing you in a hug and toddling away again,
• And when you got to your teen years, the guards would still call you their cute nicknames and if you weren’t chasing after the criminal with your parents,
• Because apparently teen you had no fear of criminals or barriers,
• They’d stop to make easy conversation and the general ‘wow you’re growing up so fast’
• They where your family,
• You didn’t go to school like all of the other kids, your parents tutored you, so the guards where some of your closest friends as well,
• Some people thought it was risky for a kid so close to the palace to go to school, in case you where stupid and let something slip,
• Really, who did they think you where? 

• Incredibly insulted, that’s who,
• So you just didn’t,
• The King would still greet you with a kind, if slightly more wrinkled smile,
• The queen would still stop to have a quick chat as if she was your mother herself,
• That is if she wasn’t chasing after one of her boys, trying to find one in the vastness of the palace,

• Because that damn place was huge as heck, you’d grown up there and you’re still sure there must be some secret passageways you don’t know- Jisung sometimes just seemed to just disappear when you asked him for help on your maths,

• Understandable,
• Or the queen would be running to a new urgent meeting or to greet a guest or to organise something or to go over a new speech or to run-through of an event,
• Being king and queen seemed incredibly stressful,
• But then there where the boys,
• You pondered how the princes where all so different really,
• But overall,
• Some of the older ones seemed to be busy already, but would always greet you,
• The younger ones would come and chat to you like an old friend before trotting off to cause some sort of trouble,
• Note- just because they’re royalty and act well in the public eye does not mean they aren’t mischievous,
• Some of them would joke with you,
• For anyone outside of the regal palace it’d be hard to comprehend the royals in a way that you saw them, real and goofy,
• But the princes also understood you because they didn’t go to school either, they where tutored inside the palace, so to some level, you both had an understanding of each other, that the princes where some of your only friends, and vice versa,
• So when you got the job of a royal guard, it really wasn’t that surprising,
• It was just like normal but with a uniform?
• So you didn’t really have a crash course either, you just sorta knew what to do, and you where already close with the rest of the guards,
• Twas a smooth transition,
• But one thing changed,
• With being the guard, there’s many different jobs,
• Some where to stand outside of the palace as protection,
• Or patrol certain parts of the palace,
• Or when they royals went out, the king and queen had two guards each, the princes had one each,
• Just in case,
• Because even in the most peaceful communities violence can raise,
• And while your country was relatively peaceful, there where a few dangerous people,
Too real,
• The top guards where usually assigned one of the royals to to accompany,
• And it was extremely suspicious when you where straight away assigned to Prince Jaehwan,
• E x t r e m e l y suspicious,
• So whilst you did your general guarding duties, you where also at the call of Prince Jaehwan,
• At first you hadn’t been to phased, Jaehwan had been goofy since birth, although a compulsive liar when he was younger, 
• (I see you jaehwan)
• He’d always been kind and jokey and had been the one to always, no matter what, drag you into a hug and suffocate you,
• You’d always been more reserved and quite so bone crushing hugs weren’t your Forte, but they where certainly Jaehwan’s,
• So you endured because okay, they weren’t so bad when they where from Jaehwan,
• But now, you where seeing him in a new light,
• He teased you constantly,
• “You’ve always had such a straight face, Y/N, would you smile, just for me?”
• “Y/NNN~ How did you become a guard, I remember I used to beat you in all the races we had cross the halls,”
• “Y/N, Remember the time when we where kids and I broke the vase and you said you’d take the blame? Did you have a crush on me? Even when we where tiny?”
• Your cheeks heat slightly but you stay quite because that’s what your good at,
• You can’t tell him that yeah, maybe you did,
• Because you always had this inner urge to protect Jaehwan, even if he was the most troublesome, but then again don’t we all have that urge?

• And maybe that’s why you’re such a brilliant guard for him, because you’d really put your life on the line for him,
• He was mischievous as hell,
• If ever there was any parades, or he needed to be escorted by you in front of the public,
• Which happened about once a month,
• And while some people laughed at the fact, that prince Jaehwan, an extremely important royal, was escorted by the youngest guard there was, no one questioned your abilities,
• But he liked to play games with you,

• He’d tap your shoulder or waist or neck or whenever to make you jump, which was kinda dangerous,
• But yanno Prince Jaehwan had no shame,
• And you had to learn not to jump and stay calm and ignore him in front of the crowds,
• And he always found times to do it when no one was looking - sneaky, he walked a tightrope,

• Just an  e d g y  dude,
• The only ones to notice where his brothers, who also teased you when they could, bur never to Jaehwan’s level,
• Or he’d whisper into your ear, things to try to make you crack and laugh, show any emotion when you’re supposed to be straight faced,
• Like pointing out funny scenes in the crowds, he was also incredibly observant,

• Or he’s do a dramatic retelling of the meme he saw that morning,
• He never won, but he also didn’t know how close he’d gotten you to cackling,
• Because although your outside personal was quite, inside you where bubbling to laugh with Jaehwan,
• Whenever he didn’t have duties, he’d walk on patrols with you, which made you tense because what if someone got in,
• Honestly, he didn’t seem to understand,
• But neither did you,
• Because you craved time with Prince Jaehwan, how he made your heart warm although your face didn’t give any hint away, how you had a strong sense to protect him completely, but he gave you anxiety and constantly made life more difficult for you,
• Although he really didn’t mean to, or know so,
• He called you all too often and you raced towards his room in case it was something serious,

• But then he was always just sat in his ridiculously big bed in a hoodie and baggy trousers and wanted to rant about one of his brothers or duties or how he hated being watched by the public constantly,
• Because apparently he seemed to have no one else,
• So you endured and listened to himself and quietly offered him advice like you always had,
• This happened more than once a week,
• While you didn’t mind spending time with Jaehwan, you felt honoured he chose you to confide in,
• And maybe the sight of him in baggy jumpers instead of how the public always saw him in suits made your heart flutter,
• But the ranting sessions always took a huge chunk out of your schedule and you had to run around the rest of the night to complete the rest to your nightly tasks,
• Although you knew not to fall for a prince, they where much higher than you, they had duties and a stressful life and where fated to married other royals, not guards,
• But you go out of your way for him anyway,
• Because Despite how irritating he can be, he treats you so nicely when you’re only a guard,
• When he’s not teasing you, he sends compliments and smiles and a warm heart and friendship,
• :’)
• Honestly though it’s not healthy for your heart,
• He mentions in conversation that he misses home cooked food,
• (Because his chef’s food is good but it’s not the same),
• You come in the next day with some Tteokbokki you’d tried to make,
• You bring little gifts you spot when you go for a break and walk around the cities market,
• You know he’s a prince and you know he could have anything he wanted to but you also know he’s a prince and he may not have many personal gifts,
• You offer him quite compliments from a controlled looking face, although you’re screaming inside, because you know he may not get many personal ones,
• You contemplate quitting once, because your heart flutters uncontrollably in front of Jaehwan and you have no idea how to control it- a feeling you’re not used to,
• But you’ve dedicated you whole life to becoming a guard, and you won’t let a crush ruin it, so you soldier on and endure™
• But one day you where sat cross legged opposite Jaehwan,
• “Okay but then Seongwoo threw the pie into the shed and Guanlin did the back flip and then-”
• He stops right in the middle of his quick-fire speech about skipping a royal meeting to sit silently,
• Which isn’t normal and your about to jump up and call a doctor because??? Is he dying??? He’s not talking????
• “Y/N,”
• You usually sit to attention, a habit since childhood, but at this you sit straighter, raise taller, unsure of what the hell could pour out of Jaehwans mouth next,
• “Why do you act so quietly kind without expecting anything back?”
• The question surprises you and in reality,
• You’re shook™
• But you’re dust if you cannot hide your true emotions,
• “Prince, It’s my job to protect you,”
• The sentence is truthful, although as an answer it’s fake, a lie,
• You see something change in his face at the way you address him, the formal manner and it strikes you,
• Maybe you’re not the only one that’s good at hiding their feelings,
• “Y/N, you forget we also grew up together. You protected me way before you could call yourself a guard, you never used to call me Prince,”
• You break the eye contact at that, dropping them to the expensive bed sheets, you don’t want to guess how much they cost,
• You also don’t know how to reply, so you let your facade drop for once, to create a small crack in your exterior,
• “I guess you’re right, Jae,”
• The old nickname makes a small smile rise to break your surface and you lift you eyes a little, admitting defeat, letting Jaehwan know he's finally won,
• Your heart is having a hard time,
• Jaehwans’ whole face cracks in half at that, his huge smile splitting his face and his cute cheeks glowing with life, the old nickname making his head spin and the rare smile you’re showing to him?
• He tries to imprint it into his memory,
• Once he thinks he has, he nods lightly and your head is spinning to what he could be thinking,
• And you know what?
• It only stops spinning when Jaehwan leans foreword to land his lips on yours,
• Ha, yeah right, it spins even more ferociously at the contact that you just have to have to grip his shoulders,
• For balance, of course, it’s not because you you want to make sure this is real, that Jaehwan is actually there,
• Totally not ,haha…
• But boy is there, right in front of you, warm and real and totally soft and fluffy,
• And then you’re in for it totally,
• Your heart captured,
(Jihoon what u doing here smh)
• While you’re still a guard, someone that takes their duties very seriously, whenever you have spare time you’re with Jaehwan, and he slowly gains the ability to soften you up,
• You smile more and become more comfortable and when Jaehwan hears you laugh, after so long, he nearly cries,
• And you can confirm that Jaehwan is definitely soft™
• And while he looks stunning in his suits during public services or in those military suits, you still prefer him in hoodie and jogging bottoms,
• Because it’s a side of Jaehwans’ that’s secret, that many people don’t see,
• And you know what you’re getting into,
• That life as a royal is hard, that there’s responsibility and there’s pressure and there’s the eyes of the country, half the world on you,
• But with Jaehwan?
• It’s really not so daunting,
• (You’re not going to be queen Anyway Jaewhan isn’t the oldest so probably won’t reach the crown, but even if he does you know you’ll be there to support him),
• You where Hella nervous about the king and queen finding out,
• Because let’s be real, who wouldn’t be,
• But Jaehwan says he’ll handle it, and he does,
• The king and queen know you, so they know you’re not just in it to be Royalty,
• And you know all the princes, so it’s not awkward,
• And while it’s traditional for royalty to marry someone who’s upper class, the king and queen don’t really care,
• I mean they have lots of sons and a country to run, it’s the least of their problems,
• So the two of you go on lots of walks into the gardens  because you’re shamelessly basic and you can protect yourself and jaehwan easily?
• And once jaehwan warms you up your as goofy as him,
• Many inside jokes and you team up with the other princes as well for #PrAnKWarS
• Smh how childish…
• Also many days are spent just rolling around is those expensive as hell bed sheets because if they’re that pricey they might as well be used?
• And if Jaehwan breaks a vase? You’d definitely still take the blame,

Anthems for Roman Sanders

Appreciation for Logan is delivered (even twice!) so I want to share with you what I think about others Sanders Sides. Besides this is sanders sides appreciation month so this is time for Prince! I’m afraid (if you’ll correct me I’ll be extremely happy!) we as Fanders rarely think about Prince as the person who gives us a WHOLE videos on yt and/or snapchat… You know; everything wonderful Thomas’ ideas. So I wanna do this! Okay; this is my SUBJECTIVE opinion. Yeah! It’s show time! THE PRINCE comes on stage!

Warrnings: LONG POST full of Roman Sanders, love to Roman Sanders, fangirling about Roman Sanders, memes with Roman Sanders, compliments to Roman Sanders, yearning for Roman Sanders, may contain traces of nuts. Because I AM a nut! For Roman Sanders! NO OBJECTIVITY! Zero!

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Tattoo Girl (G.D) Part 3

Summary: Grayson, his twin brother and their 3 best friends work for the police force. They’re working on busting the biggest drug case of the century, ran by the most dangerous gang in America. While busting down doors, and trying to track down the bad guys, Grayson’s attention turns to a mysterious girl with a mysterious tattoo. Who is she? Where is she from, and what’s her story? What happens when he falls in love with one of America’s top 10 wanted criminals?

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, gangs, violence, and death. Cursing.

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update! I’m still trying to learn how to balance 2 jobs, and college classes. But thank you guys for being patient with me! This chapter is a little shitty, but I"ll make up for it in the next one ;) So without further ado, here’s part 3! Hope you guys like it! Lemme know what you guys think! 

Text messages are in bold

Flash backs are in italic


Grayson’s POV

* The Next Day *

It’s been a long weekend, and after staying late at the bar last night, investigating the crime scene that happened there, to taking Ethan to the hospital because he was shot in the thigh, I was back at the station early this morning. It was going to be a busy week, but one thing we were happy about was that we finally had the Martinez Twins under arrest, so it was just time to get them to start talking. And once all the evidence from the other crimes, prove that Jake Paul was behind all this we can finally lock his ass up, and end this case.

I was currently sitting at my desk going over some files, when I remembered that I never texted Y/N back last night. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket, and sent her a text. 

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One Exciting Ride (Gaston x Reader Coffee Shop AU)

One Exciting Ride: Chapter 3

Chapters   1   2   (you’re here)  4   5    

Word Count: 1816

Notes: I was lowkey lazy and I didn’t think anyone would actually read all of the descriptions, so I just used a photo reference for a thing or two. 

Warnings: There’s a penis. 

Tagged:  @animeacetheheart @gawston @withouthannah @ciaprincess@the-fic-files @molethemollie @hobbithorse19@supernaturalimagines666 @hellonheels-x0-blog @blackxthexbeast @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @amazingangelaaa @frozenhuntress67@totallyjoshlertrash @theoncergames @bucky-with-the-metal-arm@sherlocks-timetraveling-assbutt@lunarinne @ronijdubb @definitely-nota-fangirl @mochiiswan @epicfallenismine


“Well now,” Adam began, standing up and dusting off his skinny jeans. “I’m off to win this bet.” 

“No way, bro!” Gaston yelled, grabbing his friend’s flannel sleeve. “You can’t start yet! We’ve gotta wait for the upload!” 

“We must do nothing,” the blonde smirked, pulling his sleeve away. “I can leave, you can stay here.” Without word, Adam rushed off to flirt with Belle at her counter. 

“You fuckin’ jackass,” Gaston muttered, crossing his arms and kicking his feet up on the counter. The upload was hardly at 20% and Gaston was losing precious flirting time! “Since he’s technically here…” 

Gaston stood, slung his back over his shoulder and made his way towards the door. Adam wasn’t able to notice him slip out the door as the blond was too busy showing off his countless Instagram crossfit videos to Belle, trying to weasel out her username to slide into her DMs. 

Strutting his way across the street, Gaston opened the door to the cafe only to see you putting your apron up. “Darling!” Gaston called out, holding his arms up for a hug that you bypassed. “Oh, what is this? Leaving so soon?” Once again, Gaston was met with a cold shoulder as you opened the door and exited. 

“Darling,” he muttered through a forced smile, following you and grabbing you on the shoulder. “Where are you going?” 

Startled, you turn round to be met with a smiling Gaston. Knitting your brows, you removed the earbuds that had previously gone unnoticed by the tall teen. “What do you want?” You ask, genuinely confused as to what the heck was going on. 

“Where are you going off in such a rush?” He repeated with a laugh, “I wanna hang!” 

“Since when?” You scoff, knitting your brows and shaking your head as you made your way to your car at the end of the street. “Last time you said anything that wasn’t your coffee order was in, like, the sixth grade when we were math partners.” 

“That’s not true!” Gaston protested, getting into step beside you and wrapping an unwanted arm around your shoulder. 

“Oh really?” You chuckle, putting back in one earbud. “What’s my name?” 

….

“Exactly,” you sigh, opening your car door- the town was so small, you needn’t worry about locking it- and getting in and starting the engine. “And to answer your previous question, your mother is in labor and the nanny is on maternity leave. I’m going to your house to watch your siblings, since Mr and Mrs Desrochers obviously can’t trust you to watch them.” 

With that, you slammed your door shut and put-putted away in your tiny little car. 

After huffing at the sight of your dusty little Beetle putting off into the distance towards his house, Gaston pulled out his phone to see no notification from his parents. “Why didn’t they tell me about mom?” He groaned, calling his father only to hit voicemail. 


Pulling into the Desrochers’ driveway felt more suited to be riding in a carriage than a shitty little Volkswagen. The house was a family estate owned by Gaston’s family since the 1800′s, apparently one of Gaston’s ancestors was a pretty dope war hero who had honours heaped on him by Napoleon. Go figure. 

You parked in your usual spot in the garage and made your way into the mansion, autopilot kicking in and taking you to the den only to be mobbed by excited children.

“(Name), I missed you!” 

“(Name), I missed you more!” 

“Nounou! Nounou! Nounou!” 

“Did you hear, Nounou?” 

“Maman’s having the baby!” 

Gilly, I wanted to tell her!” 

“Well I got to it first!”

And so the night of babysitting begins. 

Juliane and Germain Desrochers were good at roughly two things: making money, and making babies- rarely at the same time. With more money than they know what to do with, the pair seemed to gain a million with every child they had. 

At hardly past 49, Juliane Desrochers is on her 11th child. She and Germain married young back in ‘87- talk about town is that they got married because Juliane got pregnant considering their first child was born hardly 8 months after the wedding, but Germain insists it was a premature birth (*Oprah meme* which is the truth?). Either way, the two of them seemed happy enough, so there was no love lost. 

They’d given Gaston three older siblings; Jocelyn (30), Jeannine (25), and Jade (19); all of which had moved out on their own or were currently in college. Then there was obviously Gaston, who is almost 17 and the oldest boy in the family, then his six younger siblings: Gerald (12), the twins Gilles and Jeannette (9), Gerard (7), George (5) and little Julie (2). Not to mention the newest edition to the family who is currently entering the world, Geoffrey. 

So it was understandable that they not only had a daytime nanny, but also had you on speed dial for when they just didn’t feel like dealing with their miniature humans. 

You didn’t mind the extra work, you didn’t always like the coffee shop and loved kids- not to mention the pay was per child, per hour- AKA a heckin’ lot.

“Okay, cutie, Nounou’s here,” you chuckled, picking up the two year old and resting her on your hip so she’d stop shouting “nounou” repeatedly. You’d gotten the nickname when you first started babysitting them three years ago, George was Julie’s age and couldn’t pronounce your name. Nounou stuck. 

“So, what shall it be tonight kids?” You hiked Julie up on your hip a little bit before looking at the 5 children in front of you. “Moana, or Trolls?” 


Gaston huffed, sitting in his car at the edge of his driveway as he thought through the best way to go about wooing you in the shortest amount of time. Then it hit him like a three pound dildo to the face. The most obvious way to get into a girls pants! 

Pulling out his phone, he texted a friend, who texted a friend, who knew a girl who knew a cousin who knew your brother who got Gaston your number. 

Looking through his pictures, Gaston chewed on his cheek as he looked for the best angle to send you. 


Currently sitting in the Desrochers’ den, you, Jeannette, George and Julie watched Moana- Gerald thought he was too old to watch Disney movies and Gilles didn’t like Moana, so they were playing computer games the game room upstairs. The hours ticked on and you’d watched Moana, then Trolls, then Aladdin, and now you were enjoying Moana one more time for good measure. 

Julie had curled up in your lap during the first showing of Moana, and had fallen asleep before Prince Ali was sang in Aladdin

“Sing for us, Nounou!” George smiled, hopping in his seat beside you on the couch. “Please!” 

Sighing with a smile, you looked to the phone in Jeannette’s hand and internally thanked the heavens. “Sorry hon, it’s past your bedtime.” 

“It’s only 8:30!” Pleaded the brunet boy, puffing out his lip in a pout while giving you sad eyes. 

“And what kind of note did you get from school today?” 

George recoiled on himself, looking at his feet and sighing. “A bad one…” 

“What happens when you get a bad note?” 

“I go to bed 30 minutes early…” 

“Exactly,” you nod, standing up with Julie in your arms. “Now, off to bed with you. I’m gonna go drop Jule’s off in her crib, then I’ll be in to tuck you good night.” 

“I can finish Moana, right?” Jeannette inquired a bit too loudly, almost waking the toddler in your arms. 

“Yes, but-” you held out your palm, balancing the sleeping toddler on one hip. “You know the rules, no phones after 8:30.” 

The night was pretty routine, considering the woman of the household was pushing a miniature human out of her cervix as we speak. All the children in bed by 9:30- since it was a Friday, Gerald got to stay up an extra thirty minutes, much to his sibling’s chagrin- and everything cleaned up by 9:45. 

You didn’t expect for Germain to be home tonight, and you hoped Juliane was currently having a peaceful moment with her oldest- and newest- children in the hospital with her husband. Thankfully, the Desrochers’ mansion was fully stocked with enough rooms for a good sized village, so you went to your usual spare bedroom and pulled out your bookbag, ready to get ahead on Monday’s homework since you had the time. 

You’d almost gotten through writing a paper for English when you received a message from an unknown number. 

Grabbing your phone, you shrugged and clicked the notification. It was an image. It took a bit longer than you’d like to load, but as soon as it did you let out a short shriek and slammed the phone down. 

Making sure what you saw was what you saw, you took another peek. 

Yep. 

That’s a penis. 

“Who- in- the- world,” you shuddered before lifting your phone to see a follow up message you just received, quickly using your other hand to shield your eyes from the offensive image. 

Like what you see was followed by a winky face and an eggplant emoji. 

->Um no 

->Who the duck are you

->Fuck*


Belle gagged, “He sent you a what?” 

“A dick pic, a very, very unwanted dick pic.” You shuddered, holding your phone between your shoulder and your cheek. “How’d he even get my number?” 

“Good question,” Belle responded. She had you on speaker, you could tell she was reorganizing her room at the moment. “Why would Gaston send you one though?” 

“Who the fuck knows,” you sighed, scrolling through tumblr on your laptop. 

“What was it like?” Belle asked out of pure curiosity, you could hear the shuffling of books in the background. 

You scoffed, “Are you curious as to how Gaston’s pecker looks?” 

“Well, who in Villeneuve isn’t?” 

“Probably Adam,” you chuckled, ‘I’m sure he’d seen it a few thousand times to not be curious anymore.” 

“Dude, I am 98% positive they’ve made out at least once.” 

Knitting your brows, you reblogged some particularly dank memes before taking a sip of the cola beside you. “Why’s that?” 

“Just to see who’s better at it, ya know?” She explained, picking up the phone and sitting on her bed, now finished with her renovation for now. “Like a who’s dick is bigger type deal, but with tongues.” 

“I can’t unsee that visual now.” 


Meanwhile, Gaston drove down the empty dirt roads that lead to his only other best friend, Drama Nerd Lefou’s house with a smug grin on his face and Kanye West blaring out of his speakers. He was sure that oughta make you wanna be more friendly. It was his best after all.

ATF Character Development Analysis: Neo-Griffith from Berserk

Another long-overdue submission from @nckclrk

PLEASE NOTE: I am one of those people who believes the “real” Griffith died in The Eclipse and Neo-Griffith is an entirely different variety of asshole entity. Click here to read the ATF meme for Griffith.

Can you imagine the character in my own head? YES. But his features are so grotesquely “beautiful” that he strikes me as a monster. Obviously, that’s the kind of thing Miura was going for: someone who shines with such brilliant white light that it’s obvious it’s a facade for something malevolent and truly “dark.”

Can you quickly think of three words to describe the character? NO*** Grotesque and boring are the only two words that come to mind. If I sat around for awhile, I’m sure I could come up with a list, but when it comes to rapid word association, those are the only two words I can think of. 

Do you know your character’s biographical details? YES. Once again, I’m going to copy and paste from this general Griffith explainer as I think it gives a comprehensive summary of Neo-Griffith’s background without going into so much detail that I’m regurgitating the entire story from the Conviction Arc to the present. Some of the information is superfluous, but the essentials of Neo-Griffith’s biography are contained within the following summary:

Griffith used a magic amulet that he had worn since he was a child to sacrifice all of the men in the Band of the Hawk to a horde of man-eating monsters in exchange for a demonic new body in an event known as The Eclipse. The souls of the men he sacrificed will suffer in Hell for the rest of eternity. Once Griffith transformed into a demon called Femto, Guts and Casca were the only survivors left. Griffith raped Casca out of spite while looking Guts in the eye the whole time as a form of punishment for…  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Guts was being held down by monsters and cut off his own arm to try and stop Casca, only to be pinned down again and have one of his eyes poked out by the monsters. Griffith, now a demon by the name Femto when in his demon form, was about to kill them both when they were saved by a mysterious character called the Skull Knight at the last moment.

Casca lost the ability to speak and went insane. Both Guts and Casca were branded with a mark that meant from sundown until dawn, they would be hunted by demons every single night for the rest of their lives. Unless they figure out how to remove the curse of the brands, they will go to Hell with the rest of the Band of the Hawk if they die.

Casca gave birth to a demon baby by Femto a few months later. Femto sacrificed millions of people to perform another ritual so he could use the demon baby to obtain a new body that looked the same as his original one. This is when he became Neo-Griffith.

Neo-Griffith performed yet another ritual that broke the barrier between the demon/spirit realm and the real world so he could magically build his own city/be king of his own country (a dream he’d held since he was a child.) The city of Falconia is a utopia, but the rest of the world was turned into a living hell full of monsters that kill people in unspeakably terrible ways.

Do you know your character’s history and familial details? YES. “Biologically” speaking, he’s a combination of Femto, Guts and Casca. In a weird way he is Casca’s son. While it has yet to be proven, many readers believe that the Moonlight Boy, a child who looks like the offspring of Guts & Casca and only appears during the full moon, may be Neo-Griffith. The idea behind this theory being that every full moon, the demon baby he used as a vessel to become Neo-Griffith causes him to revert to the form of a human(ish?) child every full moon that still has an attachment to Guts and Casca.

Does your character have believable flaws? YES. He’s as duplicitous as Griffith ever was, but apparently more bloodthirsty. He demonstrated that he was willing to kill anyone who openly rejected or defied him when he sent Rakshas to kill Rickert the evening after he slapped Neo-Griffith in the face when he tried to convince him to join the Neo-Band of the Hawk. Rickert was the only BoH member who was not present for The Eclipse, and this was his first meeting with Griffith since learning what had happened.

Does your character have notable traits and mannerisms? YES. His notable traits are physical features make him look grotesque: large cat-slitted eyes, plump lips that look like the result of botched collagen injections, bizarrely curly hair, etc. He can manipulate gravity at will and commune with the souls of the dead as they depart for the Astral Plane. He doesn’t command anyone with his eyes anymore. He’s more subtle about who he intends to kill, maintaining a blank expression rather than intimidating them with an intense glare. Everything he does carries an air of effortlessness. 

Does your character have a life goal before the story starts? YES. As Femto, his goal was to obtain a physical body that could manifest in the physical world (rather than the alternate dimension that typically separates the God Hand from the rest of the world) so he could create his own kingdom.

Does your character have a story goal and a believable motivation to achieve that goal? NO*** He’s founded his kingdom and we have no idea what he plans to do in the future or why. As the God Hand’s “Prince of Longing,” it’s clear that he aspires to something, but at this point it’s completely nonspecific. He seems to be in a holding pattern without any plans. He largely exists as a plot device at this point in the narrative. He’s an entity, an idea that drives the development of Guts, Casca and Rickert as characters.

Does your character have at least one complex relationship? YES. If he is the Moonlight Boy, he has a weird parental relationship with Guts and Casca. He seems to have an unusual relationship with the God Hand as well. Slan is ultimately the force behind the cult that was the target of witch hunts during the Conviction Arc. She ultimately assisted Femto in his effort to gain a new body by ensuring many people, innocent and guilty, would be sacrificed in the appropriate manner. 

Neo-Griffith has an interesting relationship with Charlotte. She’s as taken with him as ever. It’s something that seems to please him as it’s all a part of his plan. He doesn’t seem to take her seriously in any sense of the word, and it leaves me wondering if and when he will dispose of her, and why. 

He also has a complex relationship with Sonia, who seems to have taken Casca’s place as his right hand woman in the Neo Band of the Hawk. Unlike Casca, she’s openly resentful of Charlotte in a way that’s reminiscent of how Casca used to take out her feelings of jealousy towards Guts.

Do you know how your character would react to good and bad news? YES. Poker face, poker face, poker face… or a slight smirk that nobody seems to notice. He doesn’t seem to have the ability to express strong emotions. He emotes with the orders he gives. He briefly clutched at his heart when he noticed some residual feelings of concern for Guts when he was fighting Nosferatu Zodd on the Hill of Swords. I suppose he considered that a bit of bad news, but his expression didn’t change, 

Does your character have any verbal or vocal mannerisms or traits? YES. He speaks in a calm monotone that gives people the impression that he’s kind, gracious, or if you knew the man he spawned from, cold and apathetic.

Do you know what your character would order at your favorite restaurant? NO*** I’m not even sure if he needs to eat or drink now that he’s an apostle of such high rank. He certainly goes through the motions of sipping tea with Charlotte and Sonia, but it could be a matter of keeping up appearances. I could be totally wrong. He might eat and crave fine meals every day, but it isn’t discussed or demonstrated on the page. (Please correct me if I’m wrong, fellow Berserk readers.) @opinionatedashellblog, @rikzpt, have I forgotten overlooked something here?

Does your character or their circumstances change in a meaningful way by the end of the story? YES. Even if one limits the beginning of Neo-Griffith’s existence to the moment when he emerged from the Egg Shaped Apostle, he went from being the returned savior of Midland, to the leader of a new Band of the Hawk composed primarily of high-ranking apostles, defeated the Kushan Army, built Falconia with magic, and created a utopian social system that maintains peace between Kushan, Tudor and Midland. He’s been a very busy demonic demigod for the last few years. 

Does your character make mistakes? NO*** Occasionally something he didn’t foresee will occur, but they’re never a result of actions he took or failed to take. He immediately adapts to the situation and “always gets what he wants” without breaking his stride. 

Do you have some idea of what happens to your character after the story ends? NO***  but I’m not going to count that against him. The manga will probably run for a few more years. I’m not even sure if the remains of Griffith in the form of Neo-Griffith will die/be destroyed. I think there’s a significant amount of foreshadowing in the manga that suggests that he will remain alive in some form at the end of the manga.



VERDICT: Well, I’ll be damned… Neo-Griffith is more developed than I thought. At least he has a lower score than Griffith. Neo-Griffith got four “NO’s” while Griffith got two. It’s the kind of middling score one might expect of a reasonably developed side character that you shed minimal tears over when they die. That being said, he’s nowhere near the crushing 12 “NO” score of my beloved Chiquita.

I think I’ll use Neo-Griffith as an example of a character that bores me to tears despite being passably developed. To be honest he feels underdeveloped for a main antagonist. Fortunately, he isn’t overused on the page. When he does appear, he’s doing something that moves his development forward…in a way that I find decreasingly engaging with every chapter. Only Gendo Ikari from Neon Genesis Evangelion can hold a candle to Neo-Griffith with regard to how apathetic I feel about him. I know he’s up to no good, but it doesn’t inspire any sort of curiosity within me. Most of my curiosity and emotional energy is invested in Guts, Farnese, Serpico, Schierke, Luca and Casca, in that approximate order. The small percentage of what’s left are reserved for the backstories of more enigmatic characters like the Skull Knight, Nosferatu Zodd, and the senior members of the God Hand. 

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Alec finding out that his coming out helped another shadowhunter in some way. Bc there's no way he's the only gay shadowhunter in the institute

Thanks!

Alec doesn’t think he’s ever noticed her before. Well, of course he’s noticed her - this is his Institute, it’s not like he’s gonna let himself be completely oblivious about anyone who works here. But he’s never given her much thought. When she quietly slips into his office to wordlessly hand him a report, he can’t even think of her name on the first try. It’s… Ellie? Beth. Elizabeth? He thinks it’s Elizabeth. He’s never taken any particular notice of her. But he’s noticing her now. Because her eyes are a little… stuck. She approaches his desk, and her gaze shifts. She’s not looking at him. She’s looking past him. Behind him. Alec doesn’t have to turn around to know what she’s staring at. It’s the little rainbow flag. He’s kept it on that ledge for over a month now, but apparently that’s not long enough. Plenty of people are still seeing it for the first time. Seeing it, and caring, sometimes a little too much. And it looks like Elizabeth is going to be one of those people. She looks at the flag, and at him, and at the flag… and she bolts. No word, no sign of acknowledgement. She just drops the file on his desk and walks out of there as fast as she can. It’s not Alec’s favorite encounter of the day, but it’s not exactly newsworthy, either. Things have gone a lot worse, after all.

She’s… around more. After that. Alec had assumed by the look on her face that she’d keep her distance. But it’s the opposite. He sees her at least once most days. She’ll come to him with questions, polite small talk, casual greetings. She calls him “Mr. Lightwood” enough times that he finally has to put his foot down and get her to call him “Alec” (because she can’t be much younger than him - hell, she could be older than him for all he knows - and the formality of it makes him feel old and gross). But her eyes still catch on the rainbow flag. On the picture of him and Magnus that he’s tucked away on one of his bookshelves. Every time she’s in his office, she looks. Every single time. Always with as much interest as she had the first time. And Alec still doesn’t know what the fuck he’s supposed to do with that.

Her eyes are still on that flag, two months later, when she puts in a request for time off. She’s got the form all filled out, signed and dated. Alec isn’t her immediate supervisor. This isn’t something she needs to ask him. She looks away from the flag. Looks at him, instead. “It’s my anniversary, this weekend. Well, our anniversary, not just mine. Saturday.” She takes a breath. And she smiles. “My girlfriend works in the Los Angeles Institute. We don’t get to see each other much. I want to surprise her.”

Alec feels the pieces shift into place, but in a… comfortable way. It still feels like a surprise (and should it, really?), but one that makes him feel settled, not jostled. She didn’t need to tell him that. It’s not like time off is granted based on how good the person’s reason is. She didn’t have to say what it’s for. But she did. Because she wanted to. Alec signs off on the form, and there are a million things he wants to say. A million things he wants to ask, things he thinks she’d probably want to answer. But not right now. Not when she’s on the last minute of her lunch break, and he has a meeting to get to, and they’re both very much working. He’ll find time. Later. For now, he just smiles. “Happy anniversary.”

-send me a character or pairing, and a prompt, and I’ll write a three-paragraph fic for you!-

geekmama  asked:

Prompts Round 3, pleeeease? Any or all: #69 "Bed. Now."; #90 "Road Trip"; #95 "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas".

“Bed. Now.”/ “Road Trip!”/ “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas”

(set in the Vegas-married ‘verse)

“Get your keys,” Sherlock said as he threw back the blankets on the bed.

“Hn?”  Molly grunted, groping for the lamp.

“Clothing, keys,” Sherlock said, already on the other side of the room and pulling open drawers.

“What?  Why?  Is this is it?  Is it zombies?”

“Road trip!” he said brightly.

“Wh—” she was cut off by a wadded-up something smacking her in the face.

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The Unplesantly Pleasant

NCT X Platonic Reader (Gender Neutral)

Previous Parts: Netflix and Chill, Blanket Burrito, Stormy Weather, Alternate Coffee Universe


  “It’s the strangest thing I’ve ever witnessed,” Ten whispered into his phone as he poked his head over the couch. “I’m actually fearing for my life right now, bro.”

            “Well what are they doing?” Johnny hissed over the line.

            “They’re… dancing. In the kitchen. Making pancakes.”

            “What the fu—get out of there bro! Obviously someone took our Y/N and replaced them with a pleasant one! Who knows what they’ll do next?”

            “As plausible as that sounds… I’m just gonna ask them what’s up.”

            “Noooo! Ten! You were so young! So full of potential!”

            “I’ll see you on the other side.” He hung up and resumed observing you closely over the back of the couch. “Hey, Y/N! What’s up?”

            “Just making some pancakes,” you replied happily before you started humming. “Want some?”

            “Uh… yeah? But can I just ask why you’re being so… pleasant? Didn’t you have class with cute dimpled boy?”

            “I did indeed, dear friend.”

            He frowned at the use of “dear friend.” You were never this nice. Maybe Johnny was onto something here…

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So . . . I need to say some stuff

As anyone who knows me or has held certain kinds of conversations with me could tell you that I am the absolute worst at confrontation. Even if it’s in regards to something more positive. However, as this post is about something rather negative, it will be harder for me to express exactly what I mean without feeling like I’m coming off as an ungrateful or bitchy. However, as this is an apparent concern for many content creators on this site, I don’t think it’s fair to assume I am.

Please allow me to word-vomit an explanation:

Communication aka I’m a Talking Human Being:

Before I started this blog, I had a tendency to send headcanons and AUs to other blogs through anon. In fact, I still do this quite often, and usually to great effect both on the blog-runner’s part and their followers. One day, I got brave enough to submit a soulmate AU drabble set to a Tumblr user who is no longer on this site and a few people asked for more so, after speaking with said Tumblr user, I was encouraged to start Regrettablewritings. Now in my bio, I refer to this place as a “dumping ground” for my pieces. That isn’t just there out of self-deprecation: This was literally just meant to be a place where I put my stuff. All the ideas I had, the headcanons, the one-shots, etc. I never once indicated that this was a place that took requests.

But I should’ve known it’d happen and for that I will take responsibility for not suggesting otherwise. I was never truly set on the idea of doing requests at all because I’ve seen the stuff that people send in by the droves and there was no way I would be able to keep up or provide what was desired and at top quality. However, I feared that completely avoiding or turning down the ones that inevitably came in would result in issues. Blame my paranoia.

I’m still not entirely sure as to what to do with the requests I get. Some, I will admit, I do fulfill. But for the most part, I don’t always feel up to it. Especially considering that I have, by no exaggeration, nearly 20 ideas already stockpiled. Of these pieces, some have been in the works since I started this blog and I’m always trying to figure out which ones to focus on the most so I go, “Hey, I got this, this, and that. Which ones do you wanna see?” And you know what I always get? Nothing. Nobody says what they want from the list. So I sigh, delete the post after having it up for a week, and do whatever I can when the motivation hits me.

Not long after, however, I start getting entirely different requests. Always. I know it’s not intended, but the idea I can’t help but get is that my original content isn’t exactly what anyone is looking for no matter how much work I’m determined to put into it.

I reblog ask memes because maybe if I prove that I’m human behind the screen or showcase that “witty personality” my real life friends keep talking about, maybe it’ll prove that I’m approachable. If I’m lucky one person will message me and I have to stop myself from begging them to please ask more, lest I look desperate.

So then I figured if I reached out to the nearly 400 followers I currently have and tried to connect with them, then maybe there’d be more luck in the realm of communication. But when I tried Sleepover Saturday, only two people “showed up.” And they weren’t even the people who liked the post where I asked if anyone would do it, or the people who told me to go on ahead and do it. So that was the end of that.

For months, I’ve debating bringing up this issue. I didn’t want to look like a snooty bitch, but I also wanted to express how I felt about the situation. I may write to express myself, but I also write and in the way I do to entertain. In real life, I am very cynical and bitter and a bit of a crybaby with a bottled up temper. But the truth of the matter is, I love making people laugh and feel better. The world is already so full of shit; I just want to put a little goodness into somebody else’s day, even if it’s a weirdass fic about everyone’s favorite Cuban lawyer having a past as an adult dancer or whatever. So when it feels like I’m only needed when you want something, and then shelved until then, it doesn’t make me feel good. It makes me feel like the ideas I want to give you aren’t good enough. I know the notes may suggest otherwise, but we’re gonna put a pin in that for a quick second.

The feeling of discouragement often effects my willingness to write. I’ll still do it because, in truth, writing is one of the only things I can do reasonably well. But what’s the point in doing something well if you feel like you’re being taken for granted for it?

I ask you guys for your opinions and feelings on things because I genuinely need to know. I function by playing around with options. Any friend of mine, in real life or online, will tell you that if I’m working on a project (be it painting, fanfiction, or essay), I will throw my ideas out there or ask you for your thoughts on the matter. For fuck’s sake, I’ve heckled @xemopeachx and @ohbelieveyoume about cologne suggestions for one sentence in a piece I’ve been working on! That is how thorough I tend to be about the weirdest shit. But I also do it because I feel you guys deserve that kind of effort. I need a lot of things explained to me in depth to know how they work, so I make it an effort to use that as a means to help others see exactly what I do. I’m already hard to comprehend in real life. Please don’t let me think this effort is for nothing.

Summary: I work hard to give content but never hear anything back in terms of what you would like to see next. But when this happens, it’s like I’m posting from the void and nobody can see it. However, suddenly people are willing to fall into the void if only to make a request. I try to reach out and be more friendly, but even those are disregarded. I don’t know what to do.

Notes: Regarding Likes, Reblogs, and Messaging:

This is something that a lot of content creators talk about. If you’ve seen a post about always reblogging art, chances are you’ve seen a comment saying something like, “Same goes for fanfic writers.” This isn’t riding on coattails or anything, this is some real mess. And, on top of that, there’s an extended difference between art feedback and writing feedback. Because with artists, exposure for them can lead to commissions. Writers? We do this for free. However, this doesn’t make feedback any less deserving.

I’m not trying to complain here, but nobody writes 7-21 pages worth of content to get 100+ notes where only about 12 of them are reblogs. Now I, as well as many others, will give leeway: There is a definite stigma against people who read fanfiction and they may not want it on their blog. I get that. A lot of writers do. But when the reblog to total note ratio is 12/115, 14/192, and 13/207, things get … disheartening.

Because guys? Writing is HARD. I know you may see this statement all the time, but that’s only because it’s true: You have to remember all these words so you don’t sound repetitive, you have to paint a clear enough picture without sound prose-y, you have to somehow translate exactly what the image in your head is and pray you don’t lose people along the way, you have to SOMEHOW get from Point A to Point C when Point B is either exceedingly blurry or even nonexistent. And, perhaps the hardest of all, YOU HAVE TO BE MOTIVATED! It takes so much energy and focus just to write one page, especially if you have a hectic life going on beyond the screen. And guess what? A lot of, if not, all writers do!

For example: For the first two and a half months of running this blog, I wrote on my phone for most of the time because I didn’t have a laptop and the only times I could use the computer lab in my dorm was when others were done with their work. (To gain a better idea of how vexing this can be, please note that A Practice in Happy Memories was written on my phone and that bitch is 6 pages in Word. Try doing that and see how tired of it you get.) And I’m one of the lucky ones: You’ve got people going through some rough stuff in their lives, people raising families while holding down a job, coming on this hell site to write and share their thoughts and ideas. I’m just some 22 year-old black chick with seasonal depression and increasingly crippling social anxiety and an aggressively negative view of the world!

Forgive me for sounding cocky, but I would like to think I deserve better than, like, 8 reblogs on a 60-noted something I literally tapped to life in-between homework and depression naps. Really, though, every writer who’s had to do this deserves better. The amount of talented writers who bust out quality content in spite of broken technology or, you know, having a life outside of the computer yet don’t get treated with utmost appreciation is unreal.

I’m not trying to shame people here, but if you can’t reblog, then reply. Or send a message. Even if it’s on anonymous. Trust me: You message a writer saying you love their crap, you will make their day and they will treasure that thing and look back on it when they feel like crap. For those of you that do reblog, please tag it. It literally only takes a few seconds. As @locke-writes put it in his own post about similar issues, writers really want/need to know what you thought. A like is equivalent to a quick nod and distant pat on the back. A reblog without a tag is a bit better, but still doesn’t get across exactly how you felt, what we did right, etc. A reblog with comments, even in the tags? Makes our fucking day!

Likes? They’re literally just the person who walks by your free sample booth, takes the sample, and doesn’t even acknowledge your existence.

I know I should feel grateful that I have as many notes as I do at all. However, a ridiculous amount tend to come from people who 1) don’t even follow me, and 2) they’re just likes. I have nearly 400 followers already and the same small handful only ever add into the notes. And even fewer actually comment or anything.

This is a common issue for a lot of writers: We just want to be seen as more than just story-making machines. We desire validation for the time and acknowledgement for the effort we put into something we feel we’re skilled at. But a lot of people may feel uncomfortable talking about it in fear of seeming ungrateful or anything but this feeling just drives them closer to wanting to quit writing altogether.

I’m not quitting Tumblr. At least, not anytime soon. But I still need you guys to know this because it’s been boiling up inside me and it’s driving me nuts. Anyway, I’m sorry if I came off as bitchy here as that wasn’t my intention. My intention was to give you a look into some part of the mind that a lot of writers have. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.

Summary: Reblogs > Likes. Reblogs with comments and tags ∞ > Likes. And if you can’t reblog, reply or send a message. Your content creator worked to make that piece come to fruition and they deserve to know how they did. They’re not being paid for it despite the amount of time and energy they gave for it, so payment in the form of feedback is the least that they could be given.

In short: Appreciate your fanfic writers. Let them know what you think because every little compliment sticks with them.

anonymous asked:

16 & 32 for the ask meme?

16. Talk about a ship you initially disliked.

i don’t think i have one of those? like i may not ship-ship a ship but i could find it cute! either that or i’d just feel indifferent towards it.

if i did initially dislike a ship though it’d just go on being…disliked? HAHA see: notps

32. Share five must-read fics.

oh my god i love almost every fic i read tho HAHA if you look at my ao3 bookmarks it’s a complete mess and is like a million pages and counting

i’ll just put the first five fics that popped into my head instead

edit: LMAO OK THAT WAS SUCH A LIE I ENDED UP GOING THROUGH MY BOOKMARKS THIS GOT SO UNNECESSARILY LONG

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