i feel like this most days tbh : ))))

anonymous asked:

okay so in response to your post about what broke the loop, i did a lot of research about the movie after i watched it bc i rly loved the movie. and a lot of people were saying it was because he could make rita fall in love with him in one day without actually trying to get in her pants. that's like one theory lol.

Yeah the movie gives the impression that Rita is what breaks the loop and I guess the musical does too but I personally always was kinda meh about that solely because I don’t like the idea that the whole endgame is just Get The Girl?? I feel like it kinda,, puts down all the characters. but tbh that’s the most likely thing that breaks it I just don’t like simplifying it that much and making it boil down to a romance plot in the end

I’m having one of those days where all I can think is “everything is awful and I’m never going to improve” so I decided to compare my first iwaoi picture to my most recent just to remind myself that even if I can’t see the improvement in the short-term, it’s definitely still happening.

BASS & BUBBLEGUM [POPSTAR!Y/N AU] - PART FOUR

++mobile masterlist +b&b masterpost

parts; (one) (two) (three) (four) (five) (six



summary: you’re a world-famous pop star which everyone learned to either love or hate. when a video of you making out with 5 seconds of summer’s bassist leaks, your management decides to make it seem like you’re dating calum.

word count: 3,594

warnings: none that i know of

author’s note: i like this series so far!!! but tbh this part felt so rushed im creasing at my badd grammar but anyways i feel like i made y/n into an asshole lol uhhhhh enjoy??!!?? (i still dont know how to end these things)


A good night’s sleep is what usually prevented you from short temper. When your management told you that you could have a five-month break from touring to write your songs for the next album, you were ecstatic. Especially since this meant you could sleep as long as you want on most days of the week.

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tbh I feel like it would make more sense if werewolves turned on the new moon?

cuz like, moonlight is sunlight. the full moon if when the moon is reflecting the most sunlight down on the earth. if werewolves turned on the nights of the full moon why on earth wouldn’t they be wolves all day every day? they are being saturated by the exact same light from the exact same source (albeit; even more directly) that turns them during that one night each month.

but what if they turned in the absence of the moon? what if it was the burning light of the day-star that pushed away their animalistic side? and then with its complete absence, on the darkest night of the month; then does the beast arrive.

and the possibility to (accidently or purposefully) trigger the transformation outside of the new moon; after a specific amount of time without natural light pushing the wolf back the shift occurs, lasting until the wolf makes its way out into the sun or moonlight.

and there’s the wolf’s weakness. not silver doodads, but the fact that the wolf is driven away under the sun or moon, leaving a defenseless human.


or better: two races of werewolves; one whose wolf is driven away by sunlight (in any form, direct or reflected) and the second whose wolf is brought out, enchanted by the bright moonlight.

anonymous asked:

how many times lauren say things then with time we see that whatever she said no to is actually true !! i get her they are really attacking her everyday and they are only doing it to lauren not camila so i got frustrated cant imagine how she must feel's like but yeah camila need to man up and take some of the shit up she put everything on Lauren !

Please don’t drag Camila into this, Lauren made the choice to address it, Camila doesn’t have any obligation to do the same. Tbh the more I think about it the more I realize what a bad idea it was to shut Camren down that way. I mean, at the end of the day, the crazy CS won’t stop harassing her, on the contrary, now I’m sure most of them have the need to prove her wrong by spamming even more Camren in her face, and the non-crazy/low-key shippers feel guilty and hurt and decide to abandon the ship altogether, even if it never came from a place of disrespect towards the girls. That’s why I think that the way Camila has always handled Camren is the right one - to just ignore it, to let people speculate and stay away from social medias altogether. I don’t know if it’s because she herself was part of a fandom (1D) and so she understands the complicated mechanics of shipping, especially for the LGBTQ community, but I think she gets that what she says will touch people, a lot of them, and that sometimes silence is the only way to not hurt anybody.

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry to bother you but can you maybe recommend a few sasunarusasu fics? I'm feel like I've read every fanfic out there and I'm desperate for something new. Thanks!

Okay, let’s do this~! (Long post ahead, also primarily SasuNaru as that’s what I read the most >_>)

10 SureFire Ways To Get Uzumaki Naruto Into Bed by Benq

View Sasuke’s 10 ways to get Naruto into bed.

Warnings: Language, Cracky, One-shot

(Cracky little fic that in the end, tells you that the best way is to ask for consent :D)

100 Roses by Flika

Naruto gets roses for Valentines Day.

Warnings: SasuNaru, mega fluff, one-shot

(Just a really sweet fic tbh)

A Banquet of Blood and Pleasure by VioletWylde

Normal, healthy relationships have problems like arguing over who did the dishes last. Normal, healthy relationships are lived in the light of day. Normal, healthy relationships are boring. Our relationship is neither normal nor healthy. It isn’t perfect. But I couldn’t live without it… in fact I would willingly die for it

Warnings: Vampire!Sasuke, Blood tw, Language, Lemons

(In case you wanted something bloody? “>_>)

A Bundle of Promises by Infinite Vibrance

It all started when Naruto opened his locker one day and found a dangling rose, and with that rose… came a promise.

Warnings: Highschool AU, Complete

(A sweet fic where SNS gets together. Also a side fic is available known as A Small Box)

A Fox And A Hound by darkalbino

Not even nature’s rivalry can come between affection, as orphaned fox Naruto and hunting dog Sasuke are about to discover…

Warnings: Fox&Hound!AU, Language, Some dark/mature themes

(I love SNS!Disney fics like a lot okay)

A Penny for Your Fortune by abskjg

Sasuke unwillingly visits a ‘fortune teller’ who describes his soul-mate to him.

Warnings: SasuNaru, one-shot

(Once again, mostly fluff)

A Thousand Generations by Fifi McFu

Sentenced to a thousand rebirths, Sasuke isn’t enjoying the life of a mortal one bit. That is, until he changes school and lays eyes on a remnant from the Old Times who doesn’t seem to remember him.

Warnings: AU, One-shot

(Highly recommended! Actually anything by this author is highly recommended including:

Fireflies, Dirrty, Hunt or Be Hunted, Rivalry, Here be Maerfolk, Piercings, Uniform)

All the Small Things by michelerene

Life in the ER is hectic. Lives hang in the balance, tempers rise and emotions abound. Dr. Uchiha and Dr. Uzumaki deal with the tensions at work every day. And then they go home and deal with their own relationship.

Warnings: Hospital AU, Dramatic at times

(Ppl have their controversies about this author’s work, from The Divine Glitch to The Demilitarized Zone. My first fic from them was For the Love of His Son which still remains one of my fav SN fics on top of one of my first. However, this is the fic that holds its place as my favorite fic from this author. *Note, all the fics mentioned are my recommended ones tho For the Love of His Son has mpreg*)

Beyond War by Om0cha

The Fourth Shinobi War has ceased but the world continues to search for Naruto Uzumaki. The one entrusted to keep him hidden from both sides can only wait for a day that never seems to come, for the day when he can finally remind him, breathe.

Warnings: Takes place in War Arc then fast forwards 10 years, AU, Dramatic as fuck, Incomplete

(If there was anyway to prolong the Naruto manga/war arc and make it enjoyable, Om0cha found it. Seriously, all my favorite lines from any fanfic come from this fic alone. So, yes highly recommended as well as in my top 3 SN fanfic.)

Blanket Love by Hakai-sama

Sasuke is jealous of Naruto’s baby blanket-but there’s more reason behind it than Sasuke sees.

Warnings: Blood tw

(I don’t have enough angst on this list.)

Bound by the Ring: Remake by acommonname

Uchiha Sasuke is a young Sales and Marketing Director in Hokage Corporations. Nominated by “Chakra Magazine” as the most eligible bachelor in their last issue. Sasuke was constantly met with aggressive husband-hunting women and occasional men day in and day out until he decided to wear a fake wedding ring on his finger to keep them at a distance. Everything was great until-

Warnings: Real World AU, Language, Liar Reveal Plot in some ways

(I immensely enjoy this fic as well as the old version)

Cell Phone Trouble by ladywolfTerri

Sasuke gets a cell phone and so much more.

Warnings: NaruSasu I believe?

(Silly oneshot that’s more for humor than anything else)

Censor by Om0cha

Writing a kinky movie script with Naruto as the kink is indisputably easier when Sasuke isn’t there.

Warnings: Crack and it’s lovely, Based off of Naruto Shippuden: Blood Prison, One-shot.

(Drinking Game: How many kinks can you spot in this fic let alone the movie itself?)

Christmas Morning by LuvversLuvvie

Sasuke made sure Naruto would have the best Christmas in his life.

Warnings: All of the fluff

(Christmas fluff because why the hell not)

Cloud Cover by SecretSky

Naruto’s led a tough life, but with a fresh start at a new school, his natural optimism kicks in. Unfortunately, things are about to get far worse. Pulled into a world of drugs, abuse and crime, he must find a way to make it out alive or die trying. “Remember, Uzumaki,” he said to the mirror, “Your real life is with your friends. This…this is just a nightmare.”

Warnings: Drug Abuse tw, Sexual Abuse tw, Gun tw, Violence tw, Organization tw, Abuse in general tw, Naruto goes through some shit, Sasuke goes through shit, Complete, Highschool AU.

(Very highly recommended. I consider this fic to be more in detail about drugs/the effects than the Rommates Trilogy so watch out for that. This story focuses more on friendship rather than SN, but the sequel, Red Storm, is supposed to make up for that.)

Cohabitation by fool.0

Sasuke starts calling Naruto “The Misses” behind his back two months after moving in with him. It was, in retrospect, akin to ritual suicide.

Warnings: SasuNaru, AUish, Language, Naruto screams most of his dialogue

(Cracky??)

Crossing The Distance by Dana-Eliza

Naruto is addicted to the internet with the focus on Fanfiction. Here he finds an author with amazingly written works and after the first review was sent, their relationship blossoms. But will it survive when Naruto finds out Sasuke lives in another country?

Warnings: Real World AU, SNS, Dutch!Sasuke, Complete, Very long

(I think I stopped reading in the mid 20s because issues, but the story is still enjoyable)

Anything by TanukiRaccoon including:

What Happens In Tanzaku CityGotta Be SomebodyBlank CanvasHallelujahThe ABC’S Of LoveSix Bowls  (ESPECIALLY SIX BOWLS)

Anything by gweatherwax (FFN) *just a warning, near everything under her name has a lemon and she likes to experiment with strange shit). Including:

It’s all about the uke anywayThe EndEvil, Ugly Little Uchiha - A Sad Fairy TaleThe tale of the gutsy ninjasThere’s always room for Sasuke’s sausageHeatstroke

Good Morning by just-another-generic-emo-kid

Sasuke is sleepy and Naruto is definitely not.

Warnings: Fluff, One-Shot

(Fluff much?)

Hold Me Back by reign of tears

One last hurt.

Warnings: All of the angst. Also, Sai v Sasuke, Language.

(Hi fanfic that left me emotionally numb for several days and holds its place in my top five SNS fics).

How by theallpowerfullme

Sasuke obsessing over Naruto’s ass.

Warnings: Language, Kind of lemon

(Best oneshot ever, 10/10)

Hurt, Cope, Heal by can’t.save.this.sinking.ship

Sasuke’s a successful lawyer whose lover Naruto has just been through a trauma. Naruto is taking his time working through it, but Sasuke would prefer he just get over it. Together they must learn to deal with the past before it becomes their future.

Warnings: Dramatic, KakaIru, ShinoKiba 

(I find the chapters after 17 to be a bit more hastily written but I still recommend this in my top 20 SNS fanfics)

In Good Company by fool.0

This will sound a little ridiculous, no matter how Sasuke phrases it. “I see dead people” is embarrassingly tacky, and “I’m half-spirit” seems like something Sakura might say when she’s stoned sky high. So he settles for a shrug.

Warnings: Language, Sasuke’s POV, the story is not entirely on FFN

(It’s one of those ‘what if so and so character can see dead people and what if those people were the four Hokages?” kind of fics. The so and so person just happens to be Sasuke, of course.)

Life Swap by xLoveless19

Naruto’s marriage with Sai is deteriorating and he doesn’t know how to fix it, not to mention they’re in some serious debt. However a new reality TV show is looking for couples that are willing to swap lives with another couple. Naruto decides to enter to try winning the prize and save his marriage. But he might get more than what the original prize has to offer.

Warnings: SasuSaku (it’s not really prominent in the sense that they interact ‘romantically’) SaiNaruSai (same thing as the other), Language, Incomplete, Can be considered Sakura Bashing, and essentially a Wife Swap AU

(Highly recommended as well as top 20 SNS fanfics)

Liquid Passion by darkalbino

Stabbed and nearly drowning to your death at the bottom of a demon’s lake? It’s not even the last place you’d expect to find love.

Warnings: One-shot, Language, Voreish??? (Sasuke eats Naruto’s flesh, but Naruto isn’t ‘harmed’ by it as much as he gets turned on I suppose >_>)

(Cute and fluffy while having some drama here and there.)

Medium by Talilea

Naruto has had the ability since he was a little child. He can see things that are to come. But when a simple handshake throws into a world of violence who will protect him?

Warnings: Slight non-con, Violence, Gore, SasuNaru, Language, Incomplete, AU

(Some parts of it is drawling with explanation/exposition, but I like the concept very much)

The PR by LuvversLuvvie

Sasuke Uchiha is the youngest CEO of the widely popular and successful Uchiha Corp, and did someone say major hottie? Every newspaper, magazine, talk show, and news program wants an interview with the man who’s got it all, but you have to go through his PR if you want even a chance.

Warnings: Language, Sakura Bashing

(Cute, fluffy, dramatic, and in my top five SNS fanfics)

Ego Trip:

Hit and Run, In The Rain, Half Moon

I’ve been working on this for at least four hours and now I’m really tired and I want to add more (at least 30 more fics), but like I said, I’m tired. xD I hope these work for you, anon!

5/29/17 recs

Today there were a lot of good fics

1. carve your love into me (leave your mark) by wartransmission || Rated T, 18.5k (WIP)

The first time he met Prince Viktor, Yuuri was greeted with a smile- a sweet smile, charming in its try for warmth- and the words, “Would you like me to escort you home? This place isn’t safe for pretty omegas like you on nights like these.”

[In which Viktor is a king-to-be, Yuuri is more than what he seems, and even decisions made for the pettiest of reasons can lead to big, life-changing things.]

  • Comment: !!!!!!!!!!!! I really like this. Really really like this. The conceit is great, the dynamic is slowly building into something wonderful. It’s an unusual pairing, and I love it, and the way that their relationship is building makes me smile. Yuuri’s character is great in this too, I can’t wait to learn more about Victor’s motivations. 
  • !!!!!!!!

2. Love Is A Compelling Story by Lady_Monozuki || Rated M, 9.1k

AU: News Producer Yuuri never expected to get drunk, sleep with, and then fall in love with Viktor Nikiforov, the main anchor to his newscast. Yet, somehow, that’s exactly what happened. Of course, their love isn’t without some bumps in the road and Phichit’s creative nicknames for Viktor.


“Make sure he’s in focus. We want to make sure Yuuri can see all the details of his boyfriend’s face.”

“Oh my god. We’re supposed to be professional,” he muttered.

“Relax, no one can hear us.”

“Literally, four other people can hear us.”

“Fine, I retract that statement. But Viktor “Fine Ass” Nikiforov can’t—not unless I punch him up.”

  • Comment: omg cute. Quick oneshot, a bit rushed in some parts but overall really cute and really nice to read!!! highly recommend for anyone looking for their daily dose of fluff. The other characters are entertaining as well, and the setting of the news station is written in an engaging way. 

3. you steal my heart away by darlingholocene || Rated T, 2.5k 

The first time Victor Nikiforov, nobleman and best archer in England, meets Katsuki Yuuri, Yuuri robs him.

Yuuri is nice about it, apologizing profusely with a blush on his round cheeks as he leaps out of the window of the tower with a handful of jewels and trophies.

Victor falls in love immediately.

  • Comment: BWAAAH this wins the “Cutest Goddamn Thing I’ve Read Today” award because it was really Goddamn cute. the previous fic is good for a daily dose of fluff, but this is like. A shot glass of fluff. Knock it back and let it permeate your bones. Super cute, super recommend!!!

4.  homecoming waltz by wingchestr || Rated E, 5.2k

Yuuri finds Viktor again after the end of the world.

“I never gave up on you,” Yuuri says, as Viktor’s warm fingers creep under the hem of his shirt, and Yuuri raises his arms, letting Viktor pull it off over his head. “Never, Vitya,” because it suddenly seems important, “I never stopped believing that I’d find you.”

Except some part of him did, he’s realizing, some part of him dedicated to his own self defense had started believing that Viktor was gone, to protect himself and harden his heart against his barren future, lacking all color and light. A part of him that’s melting, now, like snow in the spring, rushing away under Viktor’s lips and hands.

“I know,” Viktor whispers, kissing Yuuri’s chest, unbuttoning Yuuri’s pants, “my brave, strong Yuuri, I know you didn’t.”

  • Comment: a very feelsy piece. zombie apocalypse au, but focuses on the vicyuu - it’s super heartwarming and I had a little feeling. Their bond is so precious in this. I’d read so much more for this AU tbh, I really like what the author has set up, what they’ve done. 
  • Yuuri’s character in this makes me feel like (´;ω;`)

5.  Premonitions by GraySkies22 || Rated M, 3.2k (WIP)

Victor runs across a dark-haired mess one day, one unclad in shoes and disheveled beyond belief, but he’s still the most beautiful creature (besides Makkachin, of course) that he’s ever laid eyes on. And when the stranger ominously warns him that he shouldn’t practice one day, Victor has to decide between his trust in his sport or his newfound trust in the mysterious stranger.

Yuuri takes it upon himself to help as many people as possible, even if it means running himself ragged in the meantime. He’ll be damned if he lets this particular dream involving a silver-haired skater come to fruition.

Alternate universe where Yuuri’s dreams come true, but his dreams are always nightmares.

  • Comment: !!!! A really interesting premise with really nice execution so far. It smells like it has a lot of angst potential, and it’s off to a great start. I can’t wait to see what happens next.
Not for you (PT2)

Originally posted by syubprince

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: So I am finishing this off as a fluff story because most requests for part 2 wanted this as fluff and tbh I really wouldn’t know how to write a smut for a prince au right now. Its too hard huhu but maybe one day, as a drabble, not sure. Also, I might be adding a little side line story for Prince Jimin here, what do you think? Anyway, I hope you guys liked it! Feedback will make me really happy. Like srsly, talk to meeee :”)


PT1




“So think about it, when you actually verify all the forces of nature, I really do believe that the chicken came before the egg.”

You force out a wide smile, nodding your head almost too ecstatically at the prince you had just met a few hours ago, Kim Namjoon. You blink a few times, just realizing that he had finally stopped talking after almost 45 minutes of explaining random scientific theories to you that had you zoning out every 10 seconds. 

“Well.” You clap your hands, loud enough to have the tall prince jump in shock “You really know alot of things huh, Prince Namjoon?" 

The tall boy lets out a shy smile, his dimples immediately popping out of his cheeks as he rubs the back of his head. "Thank you, I could tell you more-" 

"Noona!”

 A random arm reaches out for you and you all but gasp when Jungkook places both his hands on your shoulders, a wide eyed look on his face reflecting horror. 

 "The tea is running out! The queen is panicking, we need your help.“ Jungkook then turns to Namjoon 

"The country needs their princess." 

 "Um, cause we’re out of tea?” Namjoon bobs his head to the side but Jungkook simply nods his head so convincingly that the taller boy decides to excuse himself before giving you both a short bow. 

Once out of earshot, Jungkook’s features shift into a enjoyed look as he claps his hands. 

“You’re welcome.” He beams.

“For what?“ You frown, watching as your cousin eyed the garden silently. 

"For saving you from Mr. Snooze fest over there. Jesus, all the other guys were drinking together last night and he just wouldn’t fucking stop talking about the big bang theory and how it was just a myth." 

You bite back a smile as you link your arms with Jungkook, casually making your way around the garden where brunch was set for everyone in the castle, courtesy of your mother. 

"You’re terrible, you know that?” You hum, smiling and waving at certain people who greet you. 

 "You still love me though princess.“

"I’m forced by blood.”

“So.” Jungkook beams as he turns to you, eyes twinkling “Which one of the princes are you fondling some time soon?”

“Wh-What?” You choke on your own spit and Jungkook has to stand in front of you as he laughs, trying to block you off from the eyes of the other guests, protecting the image of the castle’s precious gem.

“Oh come on , Noona.” He rolls his eyes “This get together is basically your Mom’s blind date for you. You know how the Queen wants you off with some noble prince and shit." 

"Well I dont like any of the princes.” You snap, annoyed that everyone was thinking of marrying you off with some random prince from who knows where. Did anyone even bother asking you how you felt about all this?

 "So you do like that Duke kid.“ Jungkook hums and your eyes immediately widen as you snap your head up to look at him. 

 "What did you say?" 

"Hmmm?” Jungkook mutters unconsciously as his eyes follow one of the visiting castle’s duchess who was smiling fondly at him. 

 "Jeon Jungkook!“ You hiss and he turns to you with a sheepish smile before he’s shrugging. 

"The other prince’s were talking last night. Saying that you were too nice to that Duke Taehyung. Found it weird that you were hanging around him too much.”

“And why would they bloody care?” You bark back, eyes now scanning the garden for the numerous princes you were going to be glaring at for the rest of the day. 

“Jealous, probably.” He shrugs. He watches you knowingly, eyes reflecting adoration for his older cousin. You had spent your younger years constantly protecting Jungkook from those who bullied him but now that he was taller than you, the young boy decided it was his time to protect you.  

“Well they can go fuck their selves in the as-”

“Language Y/n!” You cringe at the sound of your mothers voice before you turn around and give her a bright smile, acting as if nothing had happened. 
“Hi mom.“ 

She clicks her tongue at you before taking your face in her hands, examining you for any imperfection. You frown at her while Jungkook snickers at you teasingly.

"These boys are doing their best to win your favor, Y/N. You shouldn’t speak so ill of them when one of them could be-”

You were already rolling your eyes even before she could finish her sentence. 

You step away from her grasp, a sudden jolt of anger bubbling inside of you “Mother, could we please drop this?" 

"This is how me and your father had met, would you please at least consider-”

“Mom, you and dad are the exception! That doesn’t mean all princess’ and all princes are gonna find true love the way you had. What if my true love turns out to be the rusty old man up the southern hills? Yet I can’t end up with him cause you’re so focused on having me married off to some prince. Can we just please not talk about this!”

You take in a breath as you stare at your mother who was blinking at you, shocked that you had gotten so riled up. 

“Y/n” She opens her mouth, hoping to say something but its suddenly cut off when the head maiden taps the Queen’s shoulder, whispering something that has your mother widening her eyes before she’s holding up her dress in her hands and marching away. 

 You blow out a breath as you drop your head, suddenly feeling tired, watching your mother disappear into the castle doors. 

“Dont be so hard on yourself.” Jungkook offers you a soft smile, arms wrapping around your shoulders for support “She just wants whats best for you." 

You give him a short nod before your snapping your head up to the sound of a loud cackle that sounded all too familiar. As if by destiny, your eyes immediately find Taehyung who was seated by a round table, a wide smile on his face as he chatters animatedly with the girl beside him. She throws her curly brown hair back, hands covering her mouth as she giggles at the joke the young duke must have said. The rest of the women around the table smiled widely at him, amused by the antics of the young duke who was too busy laughing at his own joke. Your hands ball unconsciously by your sides as you feel your chest constrict in sudden anger. You hadn’t even noticed that you were walking towards their table only until you found Jimin looking up at you curiously from Taehyung’s side, the young duke on the other hand was too busy talking to even notice you were there at all. 

"Princess? To what do we owe the honor?” Jimin hums, gracefully rising from his seat. The mention of your name has Taehyung stopping mid sentence and snapping his head to look up at you. You force yourself not to turn to him, to not even acknowledge his presence as you smile down at Jimin. 

“Care to walk with me?” You ask  and you do not comment on the way his eyes widen before he spares a glance at the boy beside him. Taehyung’s fists unconsciously clench by his sides as he watches you take your lips between your lips as you await the young prince’s answer. 

“Me?” Jimin mutters confused but slowly rises to his feet either way. 

“Yes, you.” You nod, finally gaining the courage to turn to Taehyung whose jaw was now locked as he kept his eyes trained on you, his expression completely unreadable. 

You force down the shudder that threatened to rake through you as you turn on your heels, waiting for Jimin to stand beside you. Once he was up on his feet and by your side, you link your arm through his and start walking. 

“So, is this to get him jealous?” Jimin finally asks once you were a good few feet away, out of Taehyung’s earshot.

“What?” You feign innocence, eyes glancing around in nervousness, suddenly regretting your decision of inviting the prince for a walk.

“Cause Tae’s a pretty jealous guy, especially when it comes to things he really wants.”

“I have no idea what you’re going on about.” You glare at him but Jimin’s bright chuckle disintegrates any form of anger you had felt at all. It was as if his laugh alone could open up the heavens and clear the skies. 

“Your secret is safe with me, princess. I know you like my cousin.” He shrugs “And he likes you too, he’s just too scared.”

“Of what?” The question is out of your mouth before you can even stop yourself, curiosity getting the better of you. Jimin eyes you joyfully, wanting to tease you for being so blunt about your feelings towards his cousin. Yet when the young prince notices the flash of worry that had crossed your face, he decided this was no time for jokes.

“The status quo.” Jimin mumbles “He doesn’t look like it, but Taehyung’s probably the most honorable man I’ve ever met. And since people expect princes and princess’ to end up together, he’s scared of even liking you at all.”

“What a joke.” You growl, hiding the slight crack of your heart after discovering Taehyung’s train of thought.

 "I honestly can’t believe everyone’s is still thinking this way!“

"I know.” Jimin nods “Everyone kind of wants to make our choices for us.”

You are quiet for a few seconds, just realizing that Jimin was going through the same situation you were. He was being set up to be partnered to a princess he wasn’t even sure he even liked. Jimin was expected to marry a princess. Jimin’s own choices were being taken away by the status quo too.  

 "This is ridiculous!“ You hiss, suddenly feeling angry for the young prince beside you. 

"Very.” Jimin nods, suddenly stopping when you had reached the farthest corner of the garden “"I’m sorry to say this, but I believe I’ll have to be leaving you now, princess.“ 

 "What?” You frown, shocked by the sudden turn of your conversation “You wont be walking with me back there?" 

"No” Jimin smiles, gently angling his head the side “Cause my cousin’s just about ready to choke me while hiding behind one of those trees right now.” .

You don’t follow his gaze but you believe him, suddenly feeling the presence of someone else watching you. Taehyung had followed the both of you all the way here just to spy on you?

“You two behave.” Jimin chuckles as he stuffs his hands into his pockets, taking a step backwards.

“Jimin?” You call out to him, your voice lowering “You said he gets jealous easily?”

“Very easily, why?” Jimin bobs his head to the side as a wide grin spreads across your face. 

“Good” You mutter before you step forward and press a chaste kiss against his cheek. Jimin’s eyes widen for a few seconds before he’s biting back a laugh and shaking his head, realizing what you were doing. 

“You two are going to be perfect for each other.” Jimin mutters before he’s stepping back and walking away from you. You play with your fingers quietly, watching the blonde prince disappear behind line of trees before the sound of a tree branch snapping has you jumping in shock. 

You turn back and find Taehyung sitting cross legged on the bench, hands lying flat behind him as he leans back and bobs his head to the side, eyes digging into you dangerously. 

“So, I see you’ve found your prince?” The venom in his voice causes the hair on your arms to stand as you wrap your arms around yourself and feign innocence. 

“Just like how you’ve found your duchess? She’s beautiful by the way, owns a lot of lands up north, I heard.”

“Dumb as a rock though.” He mutters before he’s pushing himself up on his feet. 

“Isn’t that the trend now a days?” You shrug. 

“Jimin snores.” Taehyung suddenly announces “And he never shares his fries, not even if you ask nicely. He also wears heel inserts! He’s not a fan of sweets and he sleeps during movies!” He’s waving his hands in the air, a sudden wave of emotion taking over him as his lips pout out almost childlike as he watches your reaction. 

"My my.” You smile, suddenly amused “Is our duke speaking ill of our prince?" 

"I dont fucking care.” He growls. 

“Jimin seems nice though.” You say as you step forward, watching the vein’s on Taehyung’s neck tighten as he forces his anger down. 

“He is nice but he- he cant” He sighs “He’s not-" 

You step even closer to him, head bobbing to the side as you urge him to finish his sentence. You slowly stand on your tip toes and Taehyung’s eyes look at you from left to right as you place your hands on his chest and press a chaste kiss against his lips. Before the duke could lean down and press against the kiss deeper, you pull away and smile up at him. 

"He’s not you?" 

Fuck“ He breaths out, eyes shutting as his arms wrap around you protectively, as if you’d disappear if he didn’t hold on tight enough "Please dont say that." 

"Why not?” You hum, wrapping your arms around his neck, your adoration for the beautiful boy vibrating off of you.. 

I might like it.” He answers, voice straining, eyes opening and staring deeply into your own brown orbs.

“Good.” You smile, your worries earlier when talking to Jimin washing away. Maybe all Taehyung needed was a little shove to finally give up his stand on honor. Maybe all you needed to do was be the aggressive one. Maybe you were all Taehyung really needed to push down his doubts of being with you. 

But suddenly Taehyung is pushing you back as he shakes his head. "No, no. We can’t do this. Who am I kidding , Y/N? You’re a princess!“ 

The comments shocks you, your mouth snapping open as you glare at him, suddenly feeling as though you’ve been slapped.
"What does that have to do with anything?”

“EVERYTHING! I’m a duke, Y/N. Just a duke. You’re a princess, this castle’s princess! One day you’re going to be queen! You’re supposed to-" 

"Dont you fucking say it.” You warn him, command lacing your voice. 

Taehyung shuts his mouth obediently and you have to fight back the urge to rip your hair out of your head as you glare at him. You felt sick. You’re head was spinning as your chest tightened painfully while your hands shook in anger.

“You’re meant to be with someone like Jimin. Someone with that title.” He mutters after a beat and you end up scoffing in disgust. 

“You know whats funny? My entire life, people had always treated me different. Always acted like I was hard to reach or wasn’t even worth being treated anything less than my status.” You pause for a bit, eyes searching his “Then I met you and I actually felt human for a bit. Felt a little bit normal for once. I thought you actually saw the person in me.”

“Of course I do.” Taehyung mutters “But at the end of the day Y/N, you’re still a princess and I’m just.. me." 

"That just means I’m nothing more than my status to you.” You smile at him sadly. You take a step back and Taehyung watches you, eyes  widening as he steps forward, a sudden wave of fear taking over him. He had felt your walls building, felt you shutting off your emotions, felt you pulling away from him.

What had he done?

“I’ll be taking my leave now.” You force out, almost feeling your voice crack in frustration. 

“Wait- Y/N. No, dont. I dont know what to do. What should I do?” Taehyung mutters, eyes searching yours, his hands clenching by his sides. 

“Good day, Duke Kim.” You mutter, finally turning away from him and marching back towards the crowd. You drone out the loud chatter as you weave pass people, even excusing yourself from the few princes who tried talking to you. You make your way inside the castle, pushing your heels off of your feet as you take the stairs up two at a time. The maids watch you all but run on your way down the hall and into the safety of your own room. Once the door had shut and you were sure you were alone, you let out the breath you had been holding since walking away from Taehyung. Your eyes then squeeze shut, the corners dripping with tears of frustration. You furiously wipe your cheeks with the back of your hands, you chest constricting as his words replay in your mind. You slide down against the door, your knees curling against your chest as you force the tears away. 

You are not your status. .

You are not a princess.

You are you. 




The next 5 days pass painfully slow for Taehyung. The young duke had spent his days locked in his own quarters or out at the shooting range, doing his best to stay busy and out of the castle halls. He then spent his nights at some tavern, trying to drown out every thought that had threatened to consume him if he was left alone to ponder. On the third day, a sudden mention of your name had slipped out of one of the prince’s mouths making Taehyung realize that he couldn’t stay here any longer.It was getting far too painful for him. So the young duke decided: It was time for him to go home.

 "Tae, come on. Do you really have to do this?“ Jimin sighs as he watches his cousin pull out his trench coat and slip it on.

"Of course I do.” Taehyung forces out a smile, pretending to be unfazed “I’ve got lands to tend to, Jimin. This was fun and all but this was for you, not for me." 

Bullshit. Jimin had wanted to say, wanting nothing more than to call out his cousin for his bluff. But the prince thought better of it as he kept his tongue between his lips and nodded. 

"Then at least stay for the commentary? The royal family is speaking today and even the princess will be-" 

"You’ll keep me updated.” Taehyung smiles, cutting the conversation as he grabs his bag and starts making his way towards the door. 

“Are you taking the train?” Jimin asks, running his hands through his hair in frustration as he tries catching up to the large strides of his cousin. 

“Yeah, it’s leaving in 2 hours.” Taehyung nods looking down the hall and smiling at the servants who were bidding him farewell. 

“Ah, the announcements will be beginning by then.” Jimin nods. 

Taehyung was about to open his mouth and answer when a shade of scarlet suddenly has him stopping on his tracks and shutting his mouth, his heart slamming against his chest. 

You had stepped down the hall, looking down at the notebook which one of your maidens had held, reminding you about certain topics to address later. Just as the first time he had met you, you had looked completely breath taking. Taehyung couldn’t even find a word to describe you in your gorgeous knee length dress, the color reflecting the redness of a freshly picked apple. Your hair was down today, flowing softly down your shoulders while a light shade of red blessed your lips. 

His princess was as gorgeous as ever. 

 As if feeling his gaze, you snap your head up, eyes immediately locking with Taehyung’s. The young duke had stayed rooted to the ground, making no signs of moving as his eyes just took you in. His bag was casually slung over his back, his trench coat swaying with the slight blow of the wind. You clear your throat before telling your maiden to wait. You slowly approach the two boys, your knees shaking and your heart doing 8-0-8′s in your chest but your expression had remained calm and cool. Jimin glances back and forth between you two, the tension thick in the air. 

“Leaving so soon, dear duke?” You ask, your throat tightening at the effort to sound indifferent. 

“Sadly yes, I’ve got duties to fulfill at home.” Taehyung nods, not revealing any form of emotion. 

“I’m sure you do, you’re quite the honorable man.” You smile, yet the venom in your voice was so clear that Jimin had to press his lips together, hiding back a wince. 

Taehyung purses his lips before giving you a slight nod, holding back the need to wrap his arms around you and claim you as his.
“I wish you good luck during your announcements." 

"You’re not staying till then?” Your eyes had widen unconsciously and Taehyung had to frown at your reaction. Why were you so surprised? 

“Sadly no, my train is leaving in 2 hours.” Taehyung mumbles, fingers drumming against his thigh nervously. 

“Oh.” You nod, forcing down the disappointment as you meet his gaze 

“Well, I hope you take care,” A long pause fills the air as you study his features quietly for the last time. This was going to be the last time you saw the young duke. 

“Taehyung.”

Taehyung’s eyes widen at the mention of his name but you were already turning to look back at your maiden to even notice his reaction. You walk pass the two boys and Taehyung’s eyes follow you, his heart crying out inside his chest as his lips tremble at the effort to contain himself. 

Y/N?




You tap your foot lightly against the floor, your heels clicking against the wooden layer. Your mother has to place her hands on your lap to stop your movements, her grip tightening as a simple warning. You give her a sheepish smile before turning to look back at your father who was just finishing his own speech. 

“Nervous?” You mother whispers, noticing the clenching and unclenching of your fists. 

“No.” You shake your head. To be honest, you really weren’t nervous about the speech at all. In fact you would have rather spent your time practicing archery than being here. No, you weren’t nervous. 

You were disappointed.

Disappointed that Taehyung had chosen to leave today. Disappointed that he couldn’t even stay for a few more hours and hear your speech. Disappointed that he looked fine. Disappointed that maybe you were the only one with the attraction to begin with. Disappointed that after all this time, you still craved the young duke above anyone else.

“Darling, it’s your turn.” Your mother cuts your train of thought and you snap your head up, greeted by the waiting crowd. 

“Oh.” You mumble before your up on your feet and making your way to the podium. You smile at the crowd, greeting them courteously before starting. You begin by talking about the basic issues: road repairs planned for the month, your trip to the neighboring Kingdom next month, your fathers decision to stop the trade with the east kingdom. They all listen attentively, nodding their head in understanding at the simple facts that you were stating. 

You give them all one glance before you’re clearing your throat, warning them of the sudden topic change. 

“Alright!" You smile before setting your notebook down "Now, to address the elephant in the room." 

Your eyes find Jimin’s against the crowd and he gives you a supportive smile. You turn to the empty seat beside him and push down the feeling of sadness that claws against your chest. You shake the feeling away before you let out a steadying breath and smile.

"As you all know, my mother had somehow set this little get together of the kingdoms in hopes to find me a partner.” You hum and turn to your mother teasingly while she just rolls her eyes at you. The crowd chuckles lovingly at you both and you turn back to look at them with bright eyes. 

“As a princess, I know it is expected of me to fall for someone of the same stature. Everyone in the room is probably expecting me to marry some prince to keep the perfect blood line” You notice the princes adjust their coats as they sat higher in their seats, waiting for you to finish.

“But something my dad told me a few years ago really has me thinking twice about all these expectations of me." 

Your father bites back a smile as he turns to your mother who was now arching an eyebrow in question. 

"My dad told me, that the most important thing in the world is for one to be happy. He even explained that love can make someone so happy that it blinds you. So I asked him if my mom was his happiness, he said: ‘Yes, because I love her. But daring I love you too, so that makes you another one of my happiness. How lucky am I?’

“I adored that, I adored their love, I adored their happiness, I adore them." You smile, playing with your fingers as you forced yourself not to look back at your mother. 

"Dad was a prince and Mom was a princess. They were a fairy tale that came true and to this day, they remain completely and utterly perfect for each other. So a few years ago, I asked my dad when I would find my prince, and this line is really what stuck to me: 

'darling, I don’t want you to find a prince. I want you to find a person. Someone who makes you happy, someone who brings out sides of you that you never knew you had, someone who lives their lives everyday just so they can love you. Someone to be your person. 

Thats what I want you to find
.’”


You scan the crowd and see the princes gawking at you, amazed that their own hidden feelings were being spoken out loud. They were people of stature who were also stripped of their choices because of the way of thinking of the masses. 

"That means that that someone could be anyone. It could be a prince, a duke, an old fruit trader, the farmer up the hill, or even the little fisherman’s son by the lake.” You shrug your shoulders “So, my dear princes, I’ve gotten to know all of you these past days and all of you are wonderful. Any woman would be lucky to have you but that woman wont be… 

it won’t be me." 

"Have you found someone who makes you happy?” Comes the loud question of Prince Jin, his eyes smiling as he stares at you knowingly. You press your lips together before bobbing your head to the side. 

“I might’ve.” You mumble more to yourself than to the crowd "Or I thought I did.“ 

You shake your head before smiling, once again pushing down the sadness "So I hope you don’t take this with an ill heart, my dear princes. I just want all of us to find what truly makes us-" 

A pair of eyes suddenly capture your attention as the words die down on your lips. You had stood frozen, the sound of your heart slamming against your chest being only sound you could hear in the room of more than a hundred people. The curve of his lips has you widening your eyes as you watch him cross his arms and lean against the wall for support. 

 ”Finish“ You read his lips and are suddenly pulled out of your frozen state, looking back down at your notebook and trying to remember what you were supposed to say. As if sensing your distress, your father had come up behind you, placing his arms on your shoulder and smiling to the crowd. 

"What truly makes all of you happy.” He finishes for you and the loud claps that filled the room makes you jump in shock, not expecting such a reaction. Your father chuckles at you before placing a soft kiss against your temple.

“Your little duke is here?” He whispers and you turn to him with wide questioning eyes. 

“I know everything, darling.” He chuckles “It is my kingdom." 

"Daddy!” You growl at him but he just winks at you before he’s clapping his hands, asking the crowd to settle down. 

“Alright, so now that the announcements are over, I’d like to invite all of you to the dinning hall where dinner is being served!” Your father smiles then turns to you, eyes filled with nothing but affection. 

“Stay and talk some sense into him. I heard he’s too honorable that one.” He chuckles. 

“You have no idea.” You roll your eyes before you grasp his hand, thanking him. The crowd waits for the king and queen to exit the room before they’re all following them out, flocking out the large wooden doors. You turn to look back at where Taehyung had stood, watching as he kept his eyes solely on you while rows of people pass him. You could feel your throat drying, your heart beating wildly against your rib cage as your palms had started sweating.

A princess’ palms should never sweat.

Once the last person was out the door, you decide to feign ignorance by pretending to fix your notes, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he had shook you. Your heart patters in rythm with his steps against wooden floor as he slowly moves forward. 

“Are you not going to acknowledge my presence?“ You hear his voice and the butterflies that flutter in your stomach has you shutting your eyes. It was so good to hear his voice again, to assure you that you weren’t hallucinating and that he really was here in front of you. That he really had stayed. 

"Why should I? When does the princess have to address the duke?” You arch an eyebrow, testing him.

“Oh, but I’m not a duke.” He shakes his head, stepping closer to the podium, eyes twinkling as he looked up at you. 

“And what would you be then?” You bob your head to the side, suddenly breathless at the intensity of his gaze. 

“A prince, a duke, an old fruit trader, the farmer up the hill or even the little fisherman’s son by the lake.” He smiles “A person." 

You had not intended to show him any level of your happiness but you couldn’t stop the smile that had spread on your face as your heart screamed for his name. 

"Really now? I thought, you were a duke and I was a princess?”

“Fuck the system. Fuck the rules. Fuck being honorable.” Taehyung curses and you let out a chuckle, covering your mouth with your fingers. Taehyung growls at the fact that you had covered your face but the sight of your rosy cheeks was enough to calm him. 

Y/N,  Let me be your person.”

Your world had stopped spinning. Your vision had blurred and your heart was too forgone as you nod your head and drop your hands from your face.  
“Then stop being so damn honorable and get up here." 

Taehyung shakes his head, his nose scrunching up as he bit back a smile "But I like looking up at you, you have no idea how bloody beautiful you look right now.”

You bite the inside of your cheeks before rolling your eyes, your ears heating up at the compliment.
 "Kim Taehyung I will order the guards to be off with your head if you dont get up here and kiss me." 

The laugh that escapes his lips are music to your ears. You let out a smile as you watch Taehyung climb on the stage, not wasting any time as his arms suddenly reaches out for you. You meet him half way, letting him pull you towards him as you snake your arms around his neck. Taehyung gazes at your face for a few seconds, his eyes unbelieving at the fact that he had come to adore you so much in such a short span of time. 

You were going to ask him what was wrong but the young duke suddenly takes your lips against his own and you swore you could see sparks flying behind your eyelids. Taehyung’s kisses was your own absolute downfall. 

The contented sigh that leaves Taehyung’s lips causes you to smile against his lips. Taehyung would never admit out loud  just how long he had been wanting to kiss you again. His nights were filled of dreams of kissing you or at least holding you in his arms once again. His days were filled with the thought of you, from the way you smile all the way to how your toes would curl when you laughed. 

You were Taehyung’s one and only thought. 

He threads his hands through your hair, angling his head to the side and deepening the kiss. You playfully nibble on his lower lip and the guttural sound that escapes his throat has you digging your nails against the back of his neck. Taehyung opens his mouth and you immediately explore it with your tongue, only to have his own tongue flick against yours. His hands travel from your hair down to your waist, gripping you tighter as you ran your hands from his neck down to his collarbones then down his chest. Taehyung hadn’t mean to but his hands found their way against your behind, squeezing for dear life as he swallows back a moan that threatened to leave his lips. You gasp at the action, pulling away from him but placing your forehead against his, the seductive smile on your face just enough to drive any man mad.

"Not so noble now are we?” You smile and Taehyung lets out a low chuckle before pecking your lips and squeezing your ass once more. 

“Not today, princess.” You bite your lower lip in completely adoration, knowing that Taehyung had not called you by your ranking but instead used the term as a pet name. You were just about to place another kiss against his lips when someone clearing their throat causes you to snap your head back, ready to scream out a command to throw him into the castle cells for disturbing you. 

“I’d like you to get your hands off of my daughters-” The king doesnt finish his sentence, shaking his head as his eyes glares lasers on where Taehyung’s hands had laid. The young duke immediately lifts his hands in the air, as if surrendering to the enemy as his eyes double their usual size, fear coursing through him.

He steps away from you causing you to click your tongue and cross your arms over your chest, the spoiled princess in you coming out. 

“Daddy, I swear!" 

"Time for dinner.” The King clicks his tongue sparing one glance at Taehyung then turning to look back at you “Now would the spoiled princess and her handsy duke hurry up? The people are waiting.”

“What type of king walks all the way over here to say that! You could have asked one of the guards to do this! You were eavesdropping daddy, dont you lie!” You hiss but Taehyung immediately covers your mouth with his hands as he smiles at your father. 

“We’re coming, your highness.” He says.

You glare at him, spitting profanities that were being muffled by his hand against your mouth. Taehyung pinches your nose to silence you and you immediately slap his hand away in shock. He lets out a loud chuckle as you stare up at him in rage, threatening to be off with his head yet again. Taehyung mocks your voice and your mouth drops open as you pinch his sides only to have the young duke wrap his arms around you and throw you over his shoulders as he smiles brightly at your father.

“We’re coming, sire.” He chuckles as you scream out his name only to end up laughing as you slapped his behind.

“I swear to god, Taehyung, if you drop me!” You giggle as Taehyung passes by your father to exit the ballroom.

“You’ll be fine.” Taehyung hums, fingers pinching the back of your leg teasingly. You growl at him and let out a wicked smile before you dig your teeth against his lower back emitting a loud scream from the young duke as he slowly puts you back on your feet and stares wide at your bite mark. 

“THAT’S GONNA FUCKING SCAR.”Taehyung screeches as your start skipping down the halls, a wide smile on your face.

“YOU’LL BE FINE.” You mock him.

The king bites back a smile as he leans against the door frame. Watching as Taehyung chases after you, a wide smile on his face as he listened to your laughs echo down the halls. Your father shakes his head before adjusting his crown and letting out a proud grin.

“I guess some girls want a man who won’t treat them like a princess.”

Vet Tales, a-woo-oo!

It’s time for an extremely somber Vet Tales, the series that is just a collections of thoughts and stories from my life, specifically my subjective army-related experiences. In tonight’s episode, I channel my inner thirteen year old and ramble.

It’s a weird moment when you return to the civilian world for the first time after AIT. Of all experiences, I’m inclined to think that this sensation of “otherness” upon return is the most universally felt experience in the army, so much so that everyone around you calls it the “real world.” It’s disconcerting because you’ve just spent months learning a whole new reality, and when you think back to that fabled real world, you don’t know what to expect.

Isn’t that ridiculous? You’ve spent nineteen years existing in it and a handful of months being reprogrammed was enough to forget it. But it’s not even that you’ve forgotten; it’s become an alternate reality, parallel but dissimilar from your current one. As with every egocentric human, you wonder if how much you’ve changed will in turn change the rest of the world.

The real world has its flaws, and you can’t believe how much they annoy you. Everyone wants to talk to you and congratulate you, say how proud they are of you. They want to tease you about your hair and ask you if you learned how to kill people all in the same breath. Oh, and of course, they all want pictures of you in your uniform. They all want you to model in your little outfit with your little poses, because that’s all they are: outfits and poses. In this world, no one knows the difference between parade rest and at ease. No one cares why you won’t just wear your hat indoors.

You feel this separation from this world, and you wonder what world you’re living in if not the real one. A fake? Likely. The army, as you’ve found out, is nothing but fakes. Fake leaders who lead blindly, fake equipment that never works right, fake war games for fake training, fake simulations for fake missiles, even down to the god damn fake eggs in the DFAC.

And yet…

And yet it feels so real. You get sucked into the fantasy of it all. You have to to cope with the ridiculousness, the lack of common sense, the time wasting, the condescension, and most of all, the toxicity. The army trails behind and shadows your every move, and it gradually becomes a permanent part of you. You scoff at the soft, inferior “real world.” The civilians encourage this by constantly putting you on a pedestal while having next to no idea what the military does. The reality is that supporting the troops is American; that’s really all they need.

This continues. You lose touch with that world. Rarely it occurs to you to look on the outside, except when you just want to use its bars and restaurants, and it’s so bizarre now that people live so differently from you. Here, someone is accountable for you at all times; out there, people are accountable for themselves. Here, you’re guaranteed as much food as you want three times a day; out there, there were people lucky to eat thrice in as many days. For you, full healthcare is the standard; for them, it’s a desperate privilege. It’s like they’re from other countries, or at times even other worlds.

From where you’re standing, you’ve got it pretty good. Sure you have to deal with gun-obsessed gung-ho G.I. Joes and arrogant hyper masculine self parodies of soldiers and the associated politics that’re included, but at least in this world it makes sense to you and it’s coming from people you know and trust.

When it’s time to leave, you’re too scared to go back. The lifers taunt you for leaving and call you foolish for wasting a reliable job. “there’s no jobs out there, there’s no healthcare out there! Good luck making it!”
The others congratulate you. You’re not sure which response is worse.

Then, anticlimactic as ever, the army fades from your life. And trust me, it only ever fades; it never vanishes. You’ll have too many memories for that. You’ll dream about it for years afterward. You swore an oath, after all; such things are not to be taken lightly.

And yet…

and yet you wake up late in a comfortable bed years later. Your dogs are huddled up to you; the snow may have melted, but it’s still cold in the city you – yes, you! – chose to live in. You have all the time in the world to get up. You can make whatever breakfast you want. You answer to no one.

What privileges the real world has! You aren’t embarrassed of getting seen by mental health. Your worth isn’t measured in push-ups. You can anticipate adequate sleep every night. No unexpected barracks checks. No morning formations. No END DAY formations. No FORMATIONS! None! Not a captain to be found! Not a chevron to be seen! Glorious gluttony! Satisfying sloth!

And yet…

The longer you spend in this world, how much of it still feels fake? The leaders, the time wasting, the condescension, and most of all, the toxicity. At times, I still wonder if I think of the world I live in now as the “real world,” or if, like when I was in the army, there might be yet another “real world” out there.

I know it’s silly and nonsensical and borderline cuckoo tbh. But, in times like these, I feel like it’s more essential than ever to live in the real world, or to at least chase it. I think of how much media and social influence is actively changing the definition of the “real world.” I remember how easy it is to be sucked into another world and that feeling when you realize on some level that what you consider reality is very likely just a shallow remnant of one.

This was all really very rambly. I’ve been more depressed than usual lately. I’ve been thinking a lot about this and I want everyone to think a lot about this.
Don’t let anyone tell you to let go of your grip on reality. Please clasp the real world in a vice grip if you have to. Maybe it doesn’t change with you, but maybe you can change it.

-Kingsley

I said I would save the last 2 eps for when I come back home next week but I failed miserably…… I didn’t only watch them the day they were released, I also started binging the manga like the impatient idiot I am and now I’m almost caught up and I’m in shambles despite all of the spoilers I’ve already seen. The chapters that led to Erwin’s death were so much worse than I could have ever imagined and I didn’t think just reading the manga could cause so much gross crying 😭😭😭

I need a break now after all that ridiculous information that came hailing down in chapter 86.

Just wondering, where do you all read the recent chapters once they come out?

anonymous asked:

how did jungkook look like in real life? does he look like he does in photos :o also what was the best part of the concert?

the best part of the concert? hmmm. that’s hard. the entire concert is worthy of being The Best Part. i loved their performances of lost, i need u etc. in the red outfits. every member made me gasp bc they looked even more vibrant and stunning. ummmmm… cypher. cypher was a highlight for me. hobi threw water at me. it was a holy moment. ANOTHER BEST PART: during lost, jungkook crouched right in front of me and was looking into the crowd towards my right. right before he got up, he made eye contact with me (in my direction??? lol) and when he turned away he smiled SHJDDSSDHJSDHJJSHSHJ. i have photographic and video proof too so now i can relive this moment for the rest of my life.

ok get ready for an essay abt jungkook sdhdhfjsj

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BTS reaction: you speaking another language

I’ve done a similar reaction to this before right here, but I’ve decided to do this one anyways. I’ve changed it up a bit though, to another language in general so more people can relate to it. And I’m also doing this a reaction to hearing you speak the language, as that is easier for me. Idk if that’s exactly what you wanted, but it’s easier than writing about them just being aware of the fact that you speak another language. Thank you for requesting! xx


Jin/Kim Seokjin: 

He’d be slightly confused the first time he heard you speak it, as he didn’t understand anything of what you said. Once he figures that you’re just speaking another language though, he’ll just smile and listen. He’ll really like to just listen to your voice, and not focus on what you’re saying. But he probably won’t say it, and just listen when you think he can’t hear you.

Originally posted by theseoks


Suga/Min Yoongi: 

He’ll be very similar to Jin, I think. He’d love to just listen to your voice and focus on that only, and not having to process what you’re saying and think of how to reply. He wouldn’t hide the fact that he likes it though. He wouldn’t actually say that he likes it, but you’d notice when every time you speak the language he’ll just come and lay his head in your lap or something. Also, if he ever does a concert where they speak that language, he’d ask how to write something in that language, to tweet to the fans. He’d be too insecure about pronunciation to actually say anything at the concert, but he’d definitely tweet something.

Originally posted by jeonsshi


J-Hope/Jung Hoseok: 

He’d mostly just find it very cool. I think he would listen very closely to what you’re saying to see if he can figure some words out, if they sound similar to the same word in a language he knows. Kind of like how the swedish word for “volume” is “volym”, so he can maybe figure out something about what you’re talking about. He’d definitely make that into a fun game. And when the opportunity is give, he’ll definitely brag about his amazing partner.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Rap Monster/Kim Namjoon: 

If it isn’t a language that’s very easy to guess/a language he knows bits and pieces of, he will listen very intently and try to guess what language you’re speaking. Just for fun. If it’s something he recognizes, he will like Hobi try to catch a few words and phrases here and there to kinda understand what you’re talking about. And he’d definitely ask you how to say certain things so he can communicate better with fans who speak that language.

Originally posted by bangthebae


Jimin/Park Jimin: 

I feel like he’d be very similar to Yoongi tbh. He’d love to listen to your voice, and focus on that and nothing else. And he will definitely let you know that he enjoys it. And if he feel like it, he’d ask how to say a certain thing to communicate better with fans. But I do believe he’d stick mostly to speaking english at concerts anyways.

Originally posted by amsimaria


V/Kim Taehyung: 

Like Hobi, he’d try to figure out what you’re saying, and make a game out of it. He’d find it very fun. And he’d also love to lay in you’re lap if your speaking the language over the phone or something and just listen to it. He’d also want you to teach him basic phrases like “I love you”. And if it’s your native language, and not just something you’ve learned because you wanted, and he needs it to communicate with your family, he might ask you to teach him.

Originally posted by eonnies-blog

Him laying next to you when you’re speaking to someone over the phone


Jungkook/Jeon Jeongguk: 

I feel like listening to you speaking the language would have a soothing effect on him tbh. Because just listening to your voice without having to process the words would just really relax. It’d be one of the best ways to help him unwind after a stressful day. It’s something he would love to listen to if he’s having a hard time falling asleep as well. And he’s another member who would most likely ask you to help him communicate with fans.

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Ignore Hobi. Or don’t. 

how do some writers do that thing where they work divine truths and philosophical rambles and string them together to form something poetic and beautiful and answers you haven’t been able to give yourself or admit and it’s abstract but it’s grounded and makes you proud to be in your own skin and brings you an understanding and peace and turn abstract principles into characters and narrative and a world that feels just real enough that you could call your own and it’s a freelance fic

anonymous asked:

I wasn't around when Acchan was constantly center but did people still get annoyed at her being center all the time? Because right now, I am pretty annoyed at how they (Jurina and Sakura) are literally being shoved down our throats. I know that they are supposed to be the future of the 48G but I feel bad for all the AKB members who were originally called the next gen ace.

Atsuko’s famous line, “Even if you hate me, please don’t hate AKB48″ doesn’t come out of nothing. She had tons of haters right because she was the most popular one - actually, the most popular one together with Oshima Yuuko. I’m pretty sure some of Yuuko’s supporters couldn’t stad her right because of that reason. Shimazaki Haruka was “originally” called next gen ace, too. The first period of her pushing, which worked exactly as Sakura’s right now (I feel like Jurina’s pushing has never truly stopped since day one, tbh), I can’t even name you how many people were constantly throwing shit at her and calling her bad names. They even called her “useless”.  There even was a Paruru-anti blog here on tumblr which posted awful and shitty things about her. 
The reason why both Sakura and Jurina are being so much pushed, and constantly “shoved down our throats” is because, clearly, they sell good. They’ve got thousands of fans, they manage to get more and more people to like them in a very short time. If other members were able to do that, I’m sure management would start/go back to push them, too. Back at the time of Shimazaki’s push, that’s exactly how it worked. She sold very good, many people got super into her salty-yet-super-cute-character. I got fished by her too at the time. Management pushes only girls they think can work well, girls who they think can bring into more and more fans, which will of course mean more and more money to them. If Mukaichi Mion can’t do that, if anyone else can’t do that, then they’ll try with someone else until they get another Matsui Jurina or another Miyawaki Sakura. That’s how it works. That’s how it has always worked.

anonymous asked:

Please could you do headcanons of a day out with Link, Mipha, Revali, and Urbosa. I just really want to see this happen.

- the others aren’t surprised to hear link speak when revali’s around tbh

- the constant verbal jabs are bound to get a response from a 17 year old boy

-Mom Urbosa™ steps in every time and mipha enjoys watching everyone be themselves

- if its a day off i feel like shield surfing races were common

- mipha was the ref, score keeper, and sometimes mediator (when urbosa got fired up)

- if he’s falling behind, i’m sure revali would cheat and fly to catch up, resulting in lots of (playful) bickering and ref mipha would step in

- urbosa would probably win the most seeing as though sand seals are commonly used as transportation, she knows her way around a shield

- lots of eating afterwards (these champions have big appetites) involving more playful banter and plenty of laughs

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The Real Answers

For those curious:

First name: Margaret (lol no one actually got this but I never go by it, so… My best friend from high school @smthnwentwrong basically exclusively calls me this and I still don’t know why)
Nickname: Meig
Age: 24
Gender: Genderfluid, but 50% of days I’m a girl, so I use she/her. Ey/em when I’m not a girl and am feeling dysphoric, which is rare, so don’t worry about it.  
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Nationality: I’m American, sadly enough.
Relationship status: @plokool and I have been together for four years tomorrow, actually. Eventually we’ll get married. 
Likes: Harry Potter, Homestuck, Orphan Black, Star Wars, Rise Against, Welcome to Night Vale, Gravity Falls, ATLA/LOK, Prehistoric life in general, feathers, genetics, a bunch of other fandoms tbh I’m trash
Dislikes: Bigots of all sorts, violence, a certain president, Nazis & KKK members, most food 
Random fact: I only like, like, two musicals: Newsies and RENT. I don’t know why. 

anonymous asked:

Who is your favourite villain in bnha??

I don’t… really… like the villains in bnha… sorry - the one I’m the most interested in is Twice, I feel like I could end up liking him soon enough, and the one I like the design of the most is Overhaul? I’m waiting for the day Horikoshi will make Dabi interesting to me, since as of now he’s a pretty bland and anonymous character and if I knew him more the chances I’d like or dislike him are more or less equal, but that’s about it for now

Anon said: i am just going to say that i am really inlove with your bakushimanaris (like, all three of them, any one of them, tbh you just opened my eyes on bakukami though, they’re so cute and love!!!) and bakusquad i hope you draw more and more and more of them and never ever get tired of them <3 please draw more bakushimanaris, and bakusquad, or bakusquad teasing bakushimanari omg.

Awwwww thank you so much!!!! And I’m super glad you like my squad stuff!!!!! I’ll definitely draw more of it soon, don’t worry about that, they’re my faves to play with at the moment~

Anon said: Every time I see one of your drawing from a new show I’m like welp! Looks like I’m starting a new show. I think I started watching like three different shows and read the entire bnha manga just to understand more of your comics because I love your art!! Seriously it’s super amazing and beautiful!!

BOI thank you!!!!!!!!!! I hope you liked all that stuff you started because of me hahaha and if this ask was about my latest LWA sketches, I hope you’ll enjoy that too!!! The girls are all amazing and both art-style and animations are incredible, it’s a really fun show!

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anonymous asked:

Sorry if this question has already been asked to you but what do you think Jaime menant when he says: "There are no men like me. Only me."? I honestly love this quote so much but it''s so hard to determine what he meant by that. Some people think it's arrogance, but I don't think it's arrogant to say that we're not like others, because we're all unique in our own way. I personally felt a great loneliness from this quote, what do you think?

actually no no one ever asked me that specifically so… *cracks knuckles*

first thing: I love that quote to pieces I mean I loved jaime like woah before then too but at that point it was just cemented xD that said hahaha nope arrogant my ass. okay here comes another episode of ‘janie’s unpopular opinions about jaime lannister’s true character TM’ brace yourself

okay so, let’s see the entire context and let’s recall that at this point the guy is somewhat drunk since I think he was at the point in the exchange with cat where he was fairly beyond tipsy.

“Your crimes will have earned you a place of torment in the deepest of the seven hells, if the gods are just.”

“What gods are those, Lady Catelyn? The trees your husband prayed to? How well did they serve him when my sister took his head off?” Jaime gave a chuckle. “If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?”

“Because of men like you.”

There are no men like me. There’s only me.”

There is nothing here but arrogance and pride, and the empty courage of a madman. I am wasting my breath with this one. If there was ever a spark of honor in him, it is long dead.

now, first thing: obviously cat does not know jaime’s backstory and we know that she’s fairly wrong about pretty much all of her evaluation - like jaime has a lot of pride obviously and he’s arrogant, but his honor is far from dead as you can see later in asos and he’s not a madman. actually, he’s the only one actually speaking sense in this exchange - obviously not from cat’s pov, but tbh his reply is pretty dead-on. he is alive and ned is not, and we all know that killing aerys is what turned him into the cynical pseudo-heartless person he thinks he is these days and that he’s presented as in the beginning (pseudo-heartless because he’s not but never mind), and he’s probably spent a lot of time thinking over the fact. like it’s also obvious from his confession to brienne, but he really fucking resents having been judged that harshly over aerys. I mean:

The water had grown cool. When Jaime opened his eyes, he found himself staring at the stump of his sword hand. The hand that made me Kingslayer. The goat had robbed him of his glory and his shame, both at once. Leaving what? Who am I now?
The wench looked ridiculous, clutching her towel to her meager teats with her thick white legs sticking out beneath.
“Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.”
“If this is true, how is it no one knows?”
“The knights of the Kingsguard are sworn to keep the king’s secrets. Would you have me break my oath?” Jaime laughed. “Do you think the noble Lord of Winterfell wanted to hear my feeble explanations? Such an honorable man. He only had to look at me to judge me guilty." 

wow. he’s totally not angry over it still, isn’t it?

thing is: no one else in the kingsguard at least in recent times as far as we know has murdered their king as he did. he has never gone and tried to correct it with anyone else because everyone judged him on principle because of it and at that point let’s remember that he had guarded aerys for two years and when he burned people in front of him he was most likely dissociating so having to kill aerys was probably the straw breaking the camel’s back to jaime’s feelings about questioning his role in the kingsguard and the likes. I mean, don’t forget that he had been questioning the whole ‘why don’t we lift a finger if the king is horrid to his family’ rules for a long time and no one else saw fit to either do something about it or voice their concerns if they had any. there’s literally no one like him because as far as we know he’s been the only KG member who ever put the entire system into question. and as far as he knows he made the right decision (he doesn’t really regret killing aerys even if he has conflicted feelings about it ie his glory and his shame) but no one else does.

now, after that he thinks that the whole oaths/honor talk is bullshit for obvious reasons and that’s why he doesn’t give a fuck (externally) if people think he has no honor. he’s gonna embrace it if that’s what they think even if deep down he loathes it - or he wouldn’t be telling that story to brienne who’s, guess what, the One True Knight & Honor Personified Except That She Is True To It And Not A Fraud in the entire continent. this stated, let’s look at the first exchange.

cat is basically telling jaime that his crimes have eternally damned him and she obviously means pushing bran, killing aerys and possibly banging his sister, but as far as jaime thinks the only one out of the three he might consider a crime is pushing bran, not loving his sister (as far as he’s concerned) or killing a madman (and I’m saying he’d consider pushing bran a crime because before he pushes him he says ‘the things I do for love’ with loathing, which would suggest he KNOWS he’s doing something shitty). so hey she’s doing exactly the same thing ned did with him ie judging him without knowing the entire story or the reasons why he committed most of his supposed *crimes*. he gives her a perfectly logical answer that also complies with his character development - at that point he’d hardly care about gods whatsoever and he hasn’t for a long time most probably. also he’s laughing the entire time which would suggest he’s finding it all hilarious in the way it is when you’re drunk and you’re already cynical in the first place. anyway, ‘why is the world so full of pain and injustice’ isn’t just aimed at cat, it could be aimed in general, because that’s most likely a question he’s asked himself since he got into the KG. it is the question someone who has to serve aerys and hates it would ask themselves.

and she replies ‘well, because of men like you’, supposing that he is the kind of horrible person that makes the world full of pain and injustice while actually the guy had to live for years serving someone who made the world full of pain and injustice and made everyone a favor when he killed aerys. so basically she went and told him that he is the same as aerys which I’m fairly sure jaime wouldn’t agree with since they’re absolutely not.

and then he tells her that there are no men like him. but like that’s literal truth - there aren’t. no one has done what he has done, no one has been reviled for it as it happened to him, no one went into the KG at fifteen and no one did the things jaime did in that specific context and he’s just telling her the truth. he’s telling her that not only he’s not like aerys, but no one else could have done the things he did and he doesn’t really want to be likened to aerys in the first place.

and as you said there’s obviously the loneliness part of it since if you look at the whole picture, jaime’s basically kept that story for himself until he told brienne. but like he kept that secret for more than ten years also because no one would have cared to hear his part of the story, and he didn’t share it even with cersei when one presumes he would since at that point he still buys into the ‘we are the same person etc’ mantra. but he doesn’t. he never has. and he’s probably felt the burden of it for that entire time, and then again if he never told others it probably was also because he thought it wouldn’t change anything. (and guess what when he tells brienne it actually does change things but never mind.) also jaime tends to keep a lot of things that end up eating him from the inside ie he never tells tyrion about tysha or never tells anyone about aerys and the likes. of course there’s no one like him. because no one’s had his experiences and no one bothered to understand them and he’s not the kind of person that makes the world a horrible place but everyone thinks he is and at that point of the story he had sort of embraced it in the ‘well they think that of me fine I’ll deliver’ sense. he meant all of that, but obviously cat was not the right interlocutor for it since she thinks he’s insane when he’s the one out of the two of them that’s talking most sense. it’s not that it’s arrogance (he’s arrogant in other ways), it’s just the way it is.

(mind that jaime is one of the few people who tends to say things straight and tends to not bullshit in his povs and grows more self-aware with the narration rather than being unreliable - he’s like one of the most reliable narrators in asoiaf tbh if you don’t count the part concerning his feelings for cersei, but he also gets progressively self-aware in that sense as well. so like he generally means 90% of what he says unless he’s deliberately lying and you know when he is, it’s his pov most of the times. I think you can generally take at face value most of the things he says and this one also counts.)

Okay, let’s forget kaisoo for a second. Let’s only focus on kaistal.

So, SM announces on April Fool’s Day that kaistal has been confirmed, releasing Dispatch pics of Krystal lookin at the camera. Jongin appears to be sad most times ever since they were announced as being in a relationship.

Fast forward to June 1st, or a couple days before. Jongin’s smile is bright, it’s contagious, it’s beautiful. It seems like he’s the happiest person right now tbh. Usually after a break up, feelings of sadness seeps in, but he looks like he’s having the time of his life. People say he’s faking the happiness, but I’ve never seen him fake happiness when his ankle injury took a toll on him. I didn’t see him fake happiness when kaistal was announced. He looked genuinely sad and lost.

He seems like an expressive person, and I think if he was truly sad, he would show it, but I’m seeing all of these pics of him smiling so widely, it makes me tear up.

Disagree or agree on this, do whatever you wanna do, but I’m saying these things based on my own observations. I honestly think he’s happy that this entire thing is over.