Confessions to the Types (Personal INTP Experience)
Note: This doesn’t apply to everyone at all. Don’t be offended when/if I say something negative about your type. This is all based on personal experience.
ENTP: yknow we could be besto friendos if you stoppED LEAVING ME ON SEEN/READ/OPENED ALL THE TIME but really, you’re simultaneously cool and a loser and its really interesting
ENFP: I love all you guys but i dont like to tell y'all because you’re gonna make fun of me if i do. but really, you guys are so headstrong and im so glad im friends with you
ENFJ: im so glad you like me because it seems like you guys are really selective and picky about the people you hang out with even though you have tons of friends which i respect
ESTP: this doesnt apply to all estp’s because i know only one and he’s a loser and defies the stereotype and everything but marry me please your hands are so warm and mine are always cold and it makes me happy when you let me warm my hands on yours because thermodynamic equilibrium is my aesthetic
ESFP: the thought of you makes me sad because you were so welcoming and friendly when i first transferred here and i really liked you but then you just stopped talking to me and hell, im not going to try to tag myself along with someone who doesn’t want me around
INTP: there’s always like a deep connection between us whenever we discuss or habits, interests, hobbies, etc and it makes me happy even though we all can be absolutely asshats once in a while
INTJ: okay, i dont usually mind you but i also kinda hate you because youre so snobby and it makes me really uncomfortable and PLEASE shut up about your grades and how amazing and smart you are because WE KNOW about your pride. otherwise, youre fine and its really fun to annoy you when we dont agree on something
INFP: yall have so many friends and honestly, i dont think some of you deserve it. i mean, sure youre nice and all but i will never forget how you said you’d never leave me and then did exactly what you said you wouldnt a month later. and now you continue to befriend all my friends. leave me like you meant it
INFJ: we dont talk much anymore and that’s partially my fault because i dont know how to respond to a lot of things you say without making it awkward for you but as far as i know, youre really cool and it makes me happy that you strive to succeed and succeed to strive, yknow
ISTJ: i know we dont talk over social media much and thats my fault because i stopped responding because i dont know how to respond to one word replies but irl i love talking to you so much and youre chill to hang out with whenever and if i ever leave the house
For the rest, I don’t know for sure if I know anyone of the types (I probably do but I don’t want to mistype) so I just didn’t do it for the sake of trying to stay truthful.
Again, all of these don’t apply to EVERYONE of that type. This is all based on my personal experiences.
How could Tony keep a thing like Ultron from us????? Tony you're so out of line!!! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO MEAN A TEAM THAT MEANS NO SECRETS.
Steve Rogers also:
I didn't tell Tony about my friend killing his parents because clearly Bucky who is still dangerous must be protected over this man's feelings which I don't really care about even though him finding out later rather than sooner is gonna blow up in my face.
its been so long since ive done a heathers meme this brings back memories. let’s start with mcnamawyer
who said i love you first?: veronica did. mac froze up and then asked ‘really?’ in a small voice and after veronica confirmed she just smiled really big and in that moment veronica’s heart melted
who laughs when the other trips?: veronica holy fuck. she just loses it. (only if mac isn’t hurt though, obviously)
who pays the bills?: mac does, mostly. veronica tries to help but she doesnt really need to
which one makes a bigger deal around the holidays?: they both do. theyre huge dorks about the holidays. they probably have like, competitions & try to one up each other over who can decorate the house more or whatever
who’s more clumsy?: they’re both pretty clumsy so i’d say it’s about equal? except when veronica’s drunk, then she gets 100x more clumsy
who checks their daily horoscope?: mac does! and she checks veronica’s too
who sings louder in the car?: they both sing, i think veronica would be a little louder?
who leaves the cap off the toothpaste?: veronica
who is more up to date in pop culture?: mac but she makes sure to keep veronica up to date bc she’s a nice girlfriend
who insists on going to see the newest movies?: depends on the movie, but generally i think mac? it wouldn’t take much insisting though
who cries when the abused animal commercials come on?: m a c. 50% of the time it’ll end up with her trying to adopt another animal
who’s the lighter sleeper?: neither of them sleep very well after everything
who believes in ghosts?: they both do but, veronica does a l o t more
who does the grocery shopping?: mac. and she buys so much stuff that they don’t need. veronica’s just like ‘???????????’ at half the stuff she gets. she’s just like, ‘heather i love you but you dont need to buy every yellow thing you see p l e a s e’
who updates their facebook status more often?: mac!! she tags veronica in a lot of cute posts she makes too!
& now chandlmara
who said i love you first?: everyone thinks that it was mac, but it was really chandler. mac was asleep when she said it though so chandler is the only one who knows. the first time mac said it, it just kinda spilled out by accident and she got really worried that she’d said something wrong, but it was all totally fine
who laughs when the other trips?: chandler, but then she asks if mac’s okay
who pays the bills?: chandler. mac could but she doesnt really need to. Rich People amirite
which one makes a bigger deal around the holidays?: mac. definitely, 100% mac. chandler finds it kind of cute though
who’s more clumsy?: mac. chandler finds that cute too but sometimes she gets concerned that mac’s going to hurt herself by mistake
who checks their daily horoscope?: again, mac
who sings louder in the car?: chandler
who leaves the cap off the toothpaste?: uh, maybe mac?
who is more up to date in pop culture?: they’re both pretty up to date, but chandler probably takes the edge?
who insists on going to see the newest movies?: mac does!
who cries when the abused animal commercials come on?: again, mac. it kind of panics chandler, although she’ll never admit it, because she doesn’t like seeing her adorable girlfriend sad :c
who’s the lighter sleeper?: mac. she sleeps a bit better when she’s with chandler though
who believes in ghosts?: mac and sometimes she gets scared by them. chandler tells her that she wouldn’t let a ghost hurt her though and that comforts her a bit
who does the grocery shopping?: mac. chandler gives her a list to try and make sure she doesn’t buy too much stuff they don’t need but… it doesn’t really work.
who updates their facebook status more often?: they both use facebook a lot. chandler probably updates it a little more? chandler’s statuses would be really cute but with a threatening subtone to them (mac never picks up on the subtone)
Background: Taehyung, a young duke, accompanies his cousin (a prince) to meet the princess of a different castle. Upon meeting the princess, Taehyung now has to fight back feelings of want & fondness because of the theory that a princess was meant for a prince, not for a duke.
Authors note: I honestly tag most of my Taehyung pics as Prince Taehyung cause seriously look at him. He practically is one. Anyway, I dont know if this should be a two shot or if I should leave it like this. If you guys have any ideas tell me! Make a part 2? Make part two a smut? keep this fluffy? dont write anymore?
“I dont know why I’m here.” Taehyung groans, turning to look at cousin who was silently mixing his drink, a small smile playing on his lips.
"You’re here to pick me up in case this all goes south.“ Jimin chuckles making Taehyung frown.
"With all due respect, your highness” Taehyung teases his cousin, adjusting his dress coat then crossing his legs “But what if this princess isn’t whats she’s all described to be?“
"Like what?” Jimin arches an eyebrow.
"What if-“ Taehyung purses his lips “She looks like a hermit? Or has no teeth? Or has bad breath! Or-"
"Or what if when she becomes Queen, she orders the royal guards to be off with your head?" Another voice interjects.
Both men immediately snap their heads back, catching sight of a girl marching her way up the grass fields, eyes trained on Taehyung.
Taehyung arches an eyebrow, studying the girl in ripped jeans and a loose gray sweater, her hair in a high pony tail as a large archery bow danced in her hands. Her cheeks had gone red after being under sun for too long, her hair slightly disheveled from the wind as she places her hands on her hips.
"They must have really beautiful castle servants here” Taehyung had thought to himself as he watched her stop a few feet away from them.
“And who are you?” Jimin asks, voice laced with command. A true prince indeed.
This causes Taehyung to snap out of his train of thought.
He clears his throat before sitting up straight, “Did you just threaten our dear prince?” He asks, eyes wide in shock when the way she had spoken earlier replays in his mind. With the way both men were dressed, it was clear they were from royal families, meaning that they were supposed to be given the utmost respect.
Had she forgotten her place?
"Oh no, I didn’t threaten him”
She smirks, eyes on Taehyung
“I threatened you.“
The mentioned boy immediately lets out a scoff as he stands up. "Listen here, Miss. I don’t know who you are but you must have forgotten your etiquette training. Maybe you should learn your place-”
"I know my place.“ She cuts him off, stepping forward and facing the tall boy head on "And this is my land, so I would be most honored if you do not talk too unkindly of me while staying in my castle.”
“What-” Taehyung was just about to snarl but Jimin grabs his arms before pulling him back and silencing him with one look. Jimin then bows, arms behind his back, his head facing the ground as a form of respect.. Taehyung’s mouth drops open but before he could let out a sound, Jimin stands back up, a large smile plastered on his face.
"Princess Y/N, its a pleasure to meet you.“
Taehyung all but chokes on his own spit at the mention of your name. His eyes widen as he stares up your face, the sudden intake of information overwhelming him.
A wide smirk plasters across your lips as you meet his gaze tauntingly.
"Be lucky that I’ve left my arrows at the practice hall.” You scoff, dropping your bow to the ground as Jimin takes your hand in his, placing a chaste kiss against it as his greeting.
"I apologize for my cousin’s behavior.“ Jimin smiles, hoping to ease the tension "Our duke doesn’t quite have a filter on that pretty little mouth of his.”
As much as you hated to admit it, the comment had caused you to turn and look at the said boy’s mouth and your heart had stopped a beat at the sight of him running his tongue across his bottom lip before taking it between his teeth. Taehyung’s eyes shift nervously before they suddenly lock on yours and you had to feign off your sudden intake of breath at the sight of his eyes.
Gorgeous brown orbs were staring right at you and you decided to honestly admit to yourself that you have never seen eyes more alluring than Kim Taehyung’s.
“Would you need me to accompany you back to the castle?” Jimin suddenly steps in front of you, blocking your view of Taehyung. You turn to him with an almost automatic smile, well practiced for situations like these.
“That wont be necessary. I know this place like the back of my hand.” You shrug dismissively “You two continue whatever you were doing."
You then angle your head to catch Taehyung’s gaze, enlightening you to discover that he was still staring at you. He stills at the sight of you even giving him the slightest glance, scared that he had angered you after everything he had said. You quirk your lips upward and playfully narrow your eyes.
"So as long as you no longer call me names behind my back."
Taehyung immediately shakes his head, waving his arms back and forth "I wont! I promise!"
He’s adorable. The thought whispers across your mind as you give him a short nod, biting back a smile before you turn to look back at Jimin.
"Will I be seeing you later night?” You ask him and he immediately nods, delving into the details about the gala your father had planned for the castle later night.
Taehyung watches your exchange of conversation, his jaw tightening at the sudden urge to disrupt you both just so he could have your attention once more. The thought causes Taehyung to clench his fists together, a feeling of frustration washing over him. If there was one thing Kim Taehyung knew best, it was the lesson of knowing your place. Yet all the lectures, all the grueling hours of courtesy training, had went down the drain when all Taehyung wanted was for you to focus on him and not on Jimin.
Yet, he knew that as much as he wanted you to look at him, you never would.
Cause you were a princess,
well he wasn’t a prince.
Taehyung adjusts the cuffs of his black dress shirt before lightly patting his suit jacket, trying to rid it of any possible creases. Jimin hands him a black mask while the blonde prince puts on his own navy colored mask, hiding half of his face. Taehyung takes the mask in his hands, eyeing it silently before slipping it on, enjoying the feeling of mystery it brought.
The two boys step into the ballroom doors, immediately greeted by the loud chatter of all the guests. A light harmony buzzes around the room as servants run back and forth, serving drinks to old men who were already too drunk to sound coherent. A few girls hidden behind their masks smile seductively towards the two boys and Taehyung has to fight back the urge to roll his eyes as he glances at their dresses. Either there was too much cleavage being exposed or their slits were too high, ready to showcase almost everything they had to offer.
“I’ll get us a drink.” Jimin mutters and Taehyung was about to interject, knowing he should’ve been the one serving the prince. Yet when he turns around, Jimin was already making his way through the crowd. The young duke lets out a sigh as he scans the crowd yet again, watching as a few couples circle the dance floor, arms around each other as they swayed happily to the music.
“Care to dance?” A voice snaps him out of his reverie and Taehyung turns his head to the side, only to be greeted by the most beautiful eyes he’d seen for the second time today. He studies the intricate design of your golden mask, hiding half of your face but showing enough to showcase your beauty. His eyes then travel down your gold colored dress, swirling with gorgeous details that curved and hugged your body. His eyes then follow the lace that runs around your neck and down your arms, covering your body but showing enough skin just to tease the eyes.
You were the definition of absolute beauty.
“Should I ask again?” You hum, eyes widening, not used to repeating yourself.
Taehyung clears his throat before shaking his head and smiling “Who am I to reject such a beautiful woman’s offer, let alone the princess’ offer."
Taehyung offers his hand and you place yours into his happily, feeling waves of electricity run were your skin had met.
"You’re the same guy who had called me a hermit a few hours ago.” You hum teasingly as he leads you towards the center of the dance floor.
"You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?“ Taehyung laughs, the sound sending delicious waves down your spine.
"Not till my last breath.” You nod as you place one hand on his shoulder while his other hand presses gently against your back.
He starts swaying and you follow his lead, feet gliding against the floor while a slow rhythm pattered against your ears.
"So, do you always ask Dukes for dances? Or am I special?“ Taehyung asks and it takes you a minute to respond as you had not expected the sudden surge of confidence.
"Cocky, aren’t we?” You hum, a smile gracing the corner of your lips. Taehyung’s own lips lift up in a wide grin when he sees your reaction, his heart thrumming against his chest lightly.
“I should really get the decree of "off with your head” back legally, I would definitely use that phrase a lot with you.“ You tease and Taehyung’s eyes narrow playfully.
"Oh, but once my head is off, you’ll be missing this pretty little face of mine.”
You let out a loud laugh, head tilting back as Taehyung twirls you. If only he could tell you just how beautiful he thought your laugh had felt against his ears.
Taehyung leans closer to you and you nibble on your lower lip, shocked at how he had pulled you against him.
“I forgot to tell you earlier” He whispers, lips hovering close to your ears “But you look absolutely stunning."
You thank the heavens for the mask you had on, feeling your blood rush to your cheeks as you blush. You were used to compliments, in fact you had brushed most of them off as people usually fed you sweet nothings just to get something out of you. Yet the way Taehyung had said it, the sincerity in his voice, and the way he had been staring at you, you couldn’t fight back the rosiness of your cheeks even if you wanted to.
"You’re not looking so bad yourself.” You comment, relieved that you had kept your voice from cracking.
Taehyung lets out a smile only to switch into a frown when a figure behind you catches his attention.
“Duke Kim.” The black haired boy smiles and you turn your head to the side, locking eyes with Min Yoongi.
Taehyung takes a step back from you, dropping his arms and letting go of your hand. You push down the disappointment at the loss of contact before forcing a smile upon your face.
"How may I help you, Prince Yoongi?“ You ask, all formalities returning to your voice.
"Just wanted to know if I could borrow you for a dance?” Yoongi shrugs before turning to look back at Taehyung “You dont mind, do you, Duke?"
"Not at all.” Taehyung forces out, stepping back and giving you both a quick bow. You watch with sad eyes as he turns around and disappears through the crowd, not bothering to spare you another glance.
Taehyung clenches his fists as he makes his way towards the bar, hoping to find anything to loosen his chest. To his surprise, he finds his cousin already perched on a bar stool, his legs hanging coolly as he takes a sip out of the drink he was holding. Taehyung takes the seat beside him, grabbing Jimin’s drink before downing it to the last drop.
“That was mine.” Jimin clicks his tongue before asking for another two orders of the same drink.
Taehyung decides to spare a glance over his shoulder, his eyes catching yours as you swayed perfectly in the arms of your prince. The young duke lets out a scoff before he’s lifting the glass back towards his lips.
“That was supposed to be mine too.” Jimin smiles, his drink playfully on the edge of his lips.
“What? But you ordered two glasses.” Taehyung frowns before setting his glass down.
“Not the drink, I meant- ” Jimin lets out a laugh “The princess."
Taehyung never knew you could choke on air, didn’t even think it was humanly possible. But after coughing and wheezing for about 30 seconds, Taehyung realized he was wrong. His cheeks had gone red in embarrassment while Jimin’s eyes had disappeared as he laughed.
"Wh-What are you going on about?” Taehyung wipes the corner of his lips, mortification seeping through him even more as he stutters.
“Quit denying it , Tae.” Jimin rolls his eyes “Anyone can tell that she’s completely smitten with you."
"Well she can’t be.” Was Taehyung’s immediate answer as he takes another sip out of his drink “She’s a princess."
"Hmmm.” Jimin mumbles “But you like her."
"She can only like you.” Taehyung barks back and Jimin lets out a laugh before shaking his head.
“She’s still human, Tae. She can like anyone she wants.” Jimin shrugs. The young duke turns to look at his cousin carefully, noting the slight sadness in his tone.
"You don’t like her?“
"Not as much as my parents want me to.” Jimin sighs, running a hand through his hair “And I kind of like seeing her with you."
Taehyung purses his lips before he turns his head to look back at the dance floor only to discover that you were no longer there. He scans around the room and frowns when he realizes that you were no where in sight. Jimin watches in silent fascination before he shakes his head and smiles, wondering if he’d ever find what his cousin had.
You let out a groan as you glare up at your ceiling, listening to the constant tick tock of your wall clock. You fight back a smile at your silly rhyme before you let out a sigh and sit up from your bed. You check the time and blow your hair out of your face in frustration.
You had been up for for 21 hours now.
The party should have been long over. You had left early, using the excuse that you weren’t feeling well when in reality, you were feeling quite good. You rub your arms gingerly and shudder when you recall how one of the princes, whose name escapes you, had run his large rough fingers against you, his eyes digging into you as if you were a prize he swears he was going to win. After that, you had realized you had had enough of your fathers gala and would rather spend the rest of the night in the comfort of your own room.
You shake the feeling of discomfort away before you kick your sheets off of you and reach for your robe. If you weren’t going to fall asleep any time soon then you might as well have done something productive instead, like grabbing a drink of wine.
You step out of your room, glad to find the halls silent and empty as you pad down them happily. You skip your way down the stairs, happy to see the kitchen lights turned off. The maids were asleep early then.
You hum a silent tune, switching the lights on only to let out a gasp when you see a figure leaning over the kitchen counter, arms around a plate of chocolate cake.
"Fuck” You hear the mysterious person’s deep voice vibrate around the room as he slowly angles his head to look at you. Once your eyes lock on those gorgeous orbs you didn’t even deny that you adored, your own eyes widen in return.
“Taehyung?!” You hiss and he immediately smiles his box like grin, chocolate covering his teeth as he waved his fork at you.
"You scared the shit out of me!” You growl before walking towards him, gripping your robe tighter around you.
“It’s not my fault.” He crinkles his nose “I was hungry."
"You’re unbearable.” You chuckle before taking his fork from him and picking out a small piece of cake and stuffing it into your own mouth. Taehyung watches you in silent awe before he places his chin on the palm of his hand.
“Are you sure you’re a princess?”
You shrug at him before taking another bite, the fork hanging loosely against your lips “Born and raised, why?"
"You sure aren’t picky like all the other princesses I’ve met.”
“So you’ve met a lot?” You nod quietly, dropping the fork back onto the plate as you purse your lips, not liking the idea of other women being around Taehyung.
He notices your intonation and suddenly pokes your hip, making you jump and snap your head to the side with wide eyes.
“That’s not what I meant.” He clicks his tongue at you and you have to fight back the smile that threatened to rip your face apart.
How Kim Taehyung pulls out the bubbly personality you had always pushed down and hid from the world, you’ll never know.
"Why are you up? I heard you weren’t feeling well.“ He mumbles, eyes scanning your face for any sign of your sickness.
"I’m fine.” You wave him off, walking past him to open the refrigerator doors “I just got bored, that’s why I left early."
"Handsome princes don’t amuse you?” Taehyung throws the question out as he watches you pull out a bottle of wine before shoving the fridge door close with your hips. You reach for two wine glasses, setting them down gently against the counter, taking the seat beside him.
"A bottle of wine, now that amuses me.“ You turn to Taehyung, you’re head bobbing to the side as your scrunch your nose
"Princes? Not so much."
Now it was his turn to stop his own face ripping smile.
The two of you end up speaking for longer than you had expected, chatting until you had finished one bottle of wine and 3 slices of cake.
You end up laughing at Taehyung’s constant complaints about his lessons, not understanding why he had spent one hour reviewing the use of one spoon in the dining hall. Taehyung watches in silent fascination at how your eyes would squeeze shut when you laugh or how you had a habit of slapping his arm when he said something slightly perverted or funny.
It was scaring him but he couldn’t deny that you were a wonder that Kim Taehyung found absolutely endearing.
"It’s getting late-” You smile “-or early, we should probably get back to our rooms.”
“Yeah.” Taehyung nods as he stands up, arms stretched up in the air as he yawns. Your eyes watch the slight lift of his shirt, revealing a portion of his abdomen as the white shirt settles back into place.
You turn away from him, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks yet again. How could a simple show of skin send waves of butterflies fluttering in your stomach. The tint of your cheeks does not go unnoticed, Taehyung leans closer to glance at your face, which you immediately cover with your hands in hopes to shield yourself from him.
“Why are you so red?” He chuckles, taking your hand in his, trying to tear them away from your face. The feel of his fingers against yours flame your cheeks even more that you squeal in protest as his grip tightens.
"Quit it!“ You whine, trying to step back.
"Not until I see your face.” He laughs, plucking your fingers away one by one.
You growl at him before stomping your feet, telling him you’d given up. He stops tugging on your hands but keeps them around yours as you glare at him. You drop your hands slowly, revealing the pink of your cheeks that had spread up towards your ears. Taehyung’s eyes scan your face for a few seconds, eyes turning dark as his lips part without his consent. Then before Taehyung could realize what had came over him, he had tugged onto your wrist. You fall right onto his chest with a light squeak, his hand circles behind your neck, angling it up to look up at him. You were about to open your mouth and ask him what was wrong when suddenly his lips were pressed against your own.
Your eyes are wide in shock, staring down at the beautiful eyelashes of Taehyung’s shut eyes as his lips move against yours. You stay frozen for a few seconds, trying to check if this was real or if you were floating in a dream. You lightly pinch your arm and when the pain stings you, and you were finally sure this was real, you gingerly wrap your arms around his neck before you shut your own eyes. You angle your head to the side, deepening the kiss. Taehyung’s free hand wraps around your waist, squeezing gently against the silk fabric of your robe.
You let out a gasp and the young duke waists no time by sliding his tongue between your lips. You suck lightly on the tip of the wet muscle, causing a deep throaty groan from the beautiful boy which has you smiling against his lips.
He lets out a low growl before he’s practically devouring you. You could feel all the oxygen leaving your lungs, your head floating as your body was just about ready to melt onto the floor. You grab onto the sleeves of his shirts, your lips moving in sync, knowing you both needed to stop and take in air but also not wanting to separate and stop the kiss.
When you felt yourself getting lightheaded, you gently pull away from him but Taehyung does his best to chase after your lips. You end up laughing as you push his shoulders back. He slowly opens his eyes, his pupils dilated as he stares you, raw desire shadowing his face.
"The maids will be waking up soon.“ You whisper, placing your forehead against his.
"We would’ve given them quite the show.” He hums, voice low enough to have you knees bucking.
“I’ll see you in the morning?” You smile, tapping his arms that were glued around your waist.
As much as Taehyung hated it, he dropped his arms from around you, giving you the freedom of leaving but not backing away from you at all. He swallows the lump stuck in his throat, chest constricting. You place a chaste kiss against his cheek, eyes twinkling with adoration for the young duke.
“Good night, Taehyung.” You step away from him and Taehyung does his best to stay rooted to the ground, to stop his hands from reaching out for you just to keep you close.
“Goodnight, Y/N.” The way he addressed you, using just your name and no honorifics, has you smiling a wide smile as you playfully click your tongue.
“Off with your pretty little head.” You say before you turn around and pad out of the kitchen doors.
Taehyung watches as you leave the room, shutting his eyes before running a hand through his hair as he lets out a growl of frustration.
Because he knew that once the sun rises, everything would change.
hi i was wondering if you could rec me some haikyuu fics, but not the really popular ones because ive read most of them already. like 'hidden gems' or something. ive really liked what you recommended in the past so i was wondering if you had some more :D
TUUUH idk which pairing but…if you look through my fic recs tag the most i’ve rec’ed is ushioi and iwaoi. I don’t really read much outside from those pairings LOL but for ones not yet included there I’d say….
Bloodied, but Unbowed - Royal AU (they’re both princes), hasn’t been updated for a long time but I’m really hoping it’s not dropped bc I really love it ;___;
I Followed Fires - Exiled prince Tooru and ranger Iwaizumi. I WON’T SAY ANY MORE BUT IT’S FRIGGIN GOOD
Lanterns Lit - Oikw is a sorcerer who got amnesia and iwa/mattsun/makki are dragon tamers (i think.) IT’S REALLY CUTE
Saunter’s omegaverse series!! - I’M REALLY HYPED FOR THIS SERIES you dont even know. If you want you can look through saunter’s tumblr to see drabbles in the OV tag so you can feel my hype. There are spoilers there though!
If You Water It, It Will Grow- so adorable!! an AU where people can grow from plants! HOW COOL RIGHT well I don’t wanna give spoilers so you’re gonna have to read it yourself ;^)
h(a)unting(bokuakakuro) so nice!! Bokuto and Akaashi are ghost hunters. there’s art too. anyway this is a really cool fic
That’s it for now since I don’t really know what ship you’re looking for. My bookmarks for iwaoi fics is assorted by smut angst and fluff bc there’s so many but…if anyone asks for it im just gonna take a screenshot LOL also i have a lot of unread fics T___^ SERIOUSLY i have like 50+ tabs open of unread fics every night but i keep opening new ones (because i go in the hq tag in ao3 every night) and that’s not including the ones i bookmarked that are unread as well.
- no one’s too sure who the leader is, even though the crew is under Steven’s name. It’s more like he gives suggestions that other people follow just because they want to, not because he’s the leader. what is known of steven is that he’s very tall. he’s a very long boy. he can appear to be serious, but his tone in business is the same as his joking tone, so it’s hard to tell what he can and can’t do.
- their deal is conning. steven is the forefront guy, though member “Cib” joins him often. all of their operations are often very sketchy, but somehow, as if the madness was scripted, they always get what they want in the end
- no one’s really sure what cib’s deal is. in business he seems to be very serious boy but sometimes he’ll casually throw in some erratic, not-on-topic statement. this statement is never mentioned except in all seriousness. they once had to alter an entire plan because cib did not want to go to the corner store, because the man at the counter once smiled at him when he bought vape juice and that was deemed “a threat” and he no longer “felt safe” going alone.
- the only solid piece of information that anyone has on cib is that he vapes. no one’s sure if it’s ironic or not. the crew jokes about cib being steven’s son, though he’s also referenced as being his brother as well. they may be cousins.- their technical boy is a sweet boy named james, who is always being reprimanded for being late to setups (though he’s always on time otherwise). steven solves any rumors that the crew is unreliable because of james by stating, daily, that james is a freelancer and is paid daily to be there. no one’s too sure of the validity of this statement
- there are two parkers, and steven never clarifies which one is being mentioned in conversation. one of the parkers was apparently from a “far state”, and was there only because steven needed more hands for deals. he’s not actually bad at his job– he went to a “college” (unspecified) for three years in programming, but despite this the crew generally just doesn’t like him on jobs. the other parker, however, is quite mysterious other than the given fact that he is a pretty cool dude
- there is another sweet boy named jeremy, who seems to be the most sane and human-like out of the group. he’s oddly quiet, and sometimes people forget he’s even there, which makes him excellent for stealth missions. once again, not much is known about him.
- the entirety of this this crew is in the shadows– not much is known about any of them. rumors circulate about the crew– apparently they were part of an older crew now disbanded, or maybe they’ve been in santos for years unrelated to anyone. they are excellent at their job, but no one is quite sure how much they can trust and/or communicate with them, leaving them to do their own work most of the time. no one’s sure where they’re based, either. some say they take the underground of Santos, while others say they inhabit a smaller, more suburban area of California. some say they carry a host of weapons– whether they know how to use them or not– and others say that all the weapons are fake.
- the mystery surrounding this crew is actually a cleverly devised smoke-screen. in this uncertainty lies freedom and secrecy for the rowdy boys. their unreliability might not make them the most powerful crew, but it makes them the most elusive and questionable.
10 facts abput your self + selfi thing. I got tagged by aot of people .
1) im willing to color my face in full shaded ( 4 shades of green on my face and gold on my cheecks ) and multicolor eyeshadow when i dont have face paint to crack a joke. Took me a hour to get most of it off my eyes are now stuck green though . Its lioks nice green is my color.
2) I am. Lime who collects ricks and katanas/ sharp things that look pretty
3) im a girl . A lot of people dont know that because most my oc’s are male .that and Because i suck at drawing girls and im naturaly very flat chested. I get mistaked for a guy a lot though because of how i dress.
4) I love photography . Though im just starting to do it. SKYS are like my fave thing.
5) i can play piano sorta well and like to sing but not for people. Im shy. But i do sing when i work alone so on mic live streams suck cause i cant sing when i work.
6) Im canadain . I eat surp on almost anything. Same with honey.
7) Im attending university classes even though im dislexic i still get a lot of B’s. Im not as dumb as i seem.
8) I like to walk around town in cosplay for no fucking reason to freak people out some times. But its normaly like ohshc or somethibg low key and im getting ready for con or around con and im just getting used to itchy wigs.
9) I write short storys for fun . Vole’s intire story line is less then 100 pages long ( i think) if i type it out . Might do it in a book format too keep track of stuff and post it somewhere is there is intrest. Though i dont like to edit my shit because i know what i ment and i miss stuff .
10) I have a lot allergies.like over 13. And have issues taking care of my self and make my self sock because food is too good but it hates me.
Do this if you want i dont wanna piss anyone off off .
I have no clue where you got the idea that the people who dislike noorhell also hated on noora for kissing yousef but I would just like to let you know that you are wrong. have a nice day even though there has been no clip xxx
I’M LAUGHING SO HARD. go and do some proper work and check your beloved skam tag. i wont do it for you bc 1. i already saw it, and 2. i would have to see the nonsense y’all said once again, but go read what the fandom was saying a few weeks ago.
when i say something it’s because i know about it. it’s because i read it. it’s because i searched. never on my blog you’ll see an affirmation from me without some backing up. so now go do your own homework bc i sure wont do it for you, ancd check who was hating on noora a few weeks ago.
and now go back to play with your s3 stans pls so i dont have to deal with nonsense ever again.
hello! i loved your post about ep 109, and wanted to know if you have more posts like it? under a tag or something? if you dont you totally should!! this fandom sometimes gets very confusing (and so i usually spend a lot of time on the wtn wiki page) and its always good when there are people who explain it or reflect upon it. tnx xoxo
Hi. I actually don’t have more, though I certain could. I didn’t think people would want to hear my theories/ interpretations/ opinions on Nightvale. But if people want me to, then I’d be happy to. So anybody who wants me to do more posts like the one I did for episode 109, give a shout out. Let me know.
this is ugly but i was tagged by THE WONDERFUL @kangsmolbean to do this and long story short i love yoongi and eunwoo and cats and photography and girls thats basically all you need to know about me!!!
Request/Summary: Day in the life of Zaina Lycroft, a gorgeous, virtually unattainable, Slytherin Queen who hides in the shadows of her own perfection. Though she lives life independently, the amount of attention she receives bugs her, leading her to be very quiet and hold trust to a very limited amount of people. (This is basically a character study, not an imagine, just a heads up.)
A/N:The request was extremely long so I paraphrased it a ton and added some extra things of my own.
This is a personalized fic, I DO NOT take specific requests for these. I guess I never specified that I don’t take requests for these, but, yeah, I don’t take requests for these.
Since this is personalized, it is heavily based off the request and somebody else’s ideas, I’m simply putting their ideas into words. That being said, this is extremely different than anything I’ve written before considering it’s more of a character study than an actual imagine, so if you’re not into this sorta thang, don’t feel obligated to read it, this was written for specifically one person.
I really want to apologize for being gone recently, finals are coming up a ton faster than I’d like them to and it’s been very hectic for me so I hope you guys understand! More imagines coming soon, I swear this isn’t fake this time.
How many frends do you have here on tumblr???? And would you mind tagging them? I'd like to meet or mesage them!(>ω<) though who is the most frend you talk to?? (If you dont want to anweser its fine! Sorry for bad english)
I never really counted my friends, they know who they are. I don’t want to tag them because I don’t want to get random messages, sorry. But Anon we could be friends too if you want, but you HAVE to take of your Shades .
wake up this morning. haven’t seen the new ep. open tumblr. “bill potts is dead”. fuck you.
you know what though, given what has previously been shown in dr who, death is at worst an inconvenience. doesn’t necessarily hold the same weight as in other shows.
i dont tag spoilers because this isnt a fandom blog. i know there are people who follow me who are watching doctor who this season for its black lesbian rep, so this was effectively a warning to people who need to be prepared for it. and like i said, it was unnecessarily traumatic and imo it does need a warning and even i would have liked a warning in advance. also it might be a good idea to not go on social media if you don’t like spoilers. i don’t know how its going to pan out but given that clara was resurrected after she died i dont know if theyre going to do it again. i dont trust them.