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We’ll Figure This Out Together -- Jason Todd x Reader

 And here’s part four!

I know I said I wouldn’t be posting on a regular basis, but I went ahead and finished writing and editing this last night. I couldn’t help it, I finished part three and just wanted to go ahead and write the next part. Also, I wanted some fluff in my life so I wrote some.

Now here’s the dealio, I can end this story here with it a bit open ended. Or, I can keep it going. I want to hear what y’all think before I decide whether to write more of it or not.

Anywho! Enjoy my loves!!

Tagging @lovingmytelevision, @posiey, @miraisnotavailable, @soepicsokim, @epickimmie, @themortallife

WARNING! Fluff ahead. Fluff and cuteness ahead. Prepare your heart dears!

Part One   Part Two   Part Three

Word Count: 1093

You tapped your foot impatiently as you cast your (E/C) eyes to the door once more.

You and Jason had agreed to talk things through that evening and to be honest, you were terrified. It was only a few hours ago that you had realized your feelings for the vigilante, albeit begrudgingly. Thanks to the support of Roy, you had finally worked up the courage to contact your soulmate. The conversation had gone about as well as you’d expected, what with his sarcastic remarks and sharp tongue. If not for his brothers’ interference, you’d have probably hung up on Jason and forgotten about the whole thing.

Without thinking, you sipped your glass of sweet tea.

“I still don’t see the appeal of sweet tea.”

You choked on your drink. Turning, you glared at the man behind you. Jason’s blue eyes glimmered with amusement at your reaction. You felt your glare soften at the sight of him. It wasn’t too obvious, but you could tell that the dark-haired man was just as nervous as you.

You gestured for Jason to take the seat across from you.

“So, uh…” Jason trailed off as he situated himself in his seat. He coughed awkwardly and looked anywhere but in your eyes. “What exactly did you want to discuss?”

“I’m pretty sure you know already.”

“You want to discuss this soulmate thing.”

“Yeah, that thing.”

The two of you fell silent, an awkward air between you. You nervously pushed some of your (H/C) hair behind your ear. Jason shifted uncomfortably in his seat once more. You two glanced at each other then quickly looked away.

This was getting you no where.

“So…about us?”

“Right!” You squeaked, a little too loudly. You noticed Jason winced at your tone. You cleared your throat before continuing. “Us. Well, we are soulmates, so we need to figure out this…whatever this is.”

The vigilante nodded. “We need to decide if we want to try and be a…couple.”

A bright blush flooded across your cheeks at that word.

You would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought of you two as a couple. After realizing your feelings, you had spent the past few hours thinking over the different scenarios of how this evening would end. You two could decide to not pursue a romantic relationship. There were cases of soulmates who were simply close friends and never had any feelings other than platonic love for one another. You two could decide to ignore each other and forget everything that had happened. Some soulmates liked to live in denial for the rest of their lives. You two could decide to try and see how a romantic relationship would go for you two.

You just had to ask what Jason thought on the matter.

“W-What do you think of us as a couple?”

Jason pondered your question. He cast his blue eyes to the side as he thought through his response. The vigilante turned his burning gaze back to you. Your heart fluttered at the intense gaze he was giving you.

“I want to give us a chance.” He whispered, almost scared of saying these words aloud. “I want this to work, but I don’t want to do this if you aren’t going to give me a chance. I’m more than the man you think I am. I know you hate me-!”

You chuckled softly. “That’s the thing, I don’t hate you. I don’t think I’ve ever actually hated you.”

You two stared at each other before bursting into laughter. You liked the way Jason’s face looked when he laughed. He looked…younger. More carefree. Less like a man that had seen the worst of the world and more like the man who had just found the one person he was meant to be with.

That’s when you knew for sure that you loved this annoying, gorgeous skunk head.

The two of you talked for several more hours, discussing exactly what each of you wanted out of the relationship. You knew about his “nightly” activities, so you both knew that there were going to be missed dates, forgotten anniversaries, and other things to come. You’d both seen what superhero life could do to a relationship, but you weren’t afraid. You were more than willing to work through these problems as they arise.

The staff had to kick you out of the restaurant so they could close for the night. Your hand was clasped gently in Jason’s as you two walked to your apartment. The conversation jumped from topic to topic, just the two of you enjoying the sound of each other’s voice.

“Thanks for walking me home.” You smiled shyly at your soulmate. “You didn’t have to, but I appreciate it.”

Jason gave you a crooked grin. “Of course I did. Gotham isn’t exactly a safe place for anybody.”

“So, when can I see you again?”

“Soon, I hope.” He replied. Jason squeezed your hand comfortingly. “I can’t make any promises though. You know how unpredictable hero life is.”

“I know, but that doesn’t matter. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together.”

“Together…I like the sound of that.”

Jason glanced down at your lips. You felt yourself blush again as he leaned down closer to your face. Your heartbeat increased as his lips inched closer and closer to yours. Just as his lips were about to make contact with yours, his phone began to ring.

“God damn it!” He growled, thoroughly pissed. Jason pulled away and dug in his jacket pocket to fish out the device. “This better be good Dick, or so help me Kori will have to find a new soulmate!”

You giggled softly at his words. Jason sent you a quick wink before focusing in on what his brother was saying. His playful expression soon morphed into a serious one. He mumbled his acknowledgement to Dick’s words. Hanging up the phone, he slid it back into his pocket and dragged a hand down his face. You smiled ruefully at him.

“Duty calls?”

“And just as things were about to get good!” Jason laughed at the punch you gave his arm. He gave you a bashful smile. “I’m sorry (Y/N). I’d love to spend more time with you, but…”

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me. I understand. Just…don’t do anything stupid.”

“I can’t make any promises, but I’ll try.” Jason leaned in and placed a soft kiss to your cheek. “I’ll talk to you soon.”

You smiled back at him. “Go get ‘em skunk head.”

“Stay safe hill billy.”

anonymous asked:

hey im a fucking idiot and want to be more educated what r some good resources that i can like wrap my head around explaining things abt polotics

I have an ‘anticapitalism explained’ tag on my blog that goes over economic models like supply and demand before adding criticism. I also have a resources page linked in my description.

I can make more posts clarifying anything though, just ask! I write often

anonymous asked:

I really like to write but no matter how hard I try I feel like I never get as much attention as other fic writers on AO3. Do you have any tips to boost attention for fanfiction you write in the HxH fandom?

this is gonna be a mini-analysis on the reading and uploading patterns of the AO3 hunter x hunter tag just because i’ve built up a lot of notes that i might as well share lmao

here are posting patterns i’ve noticed:

  • despite what people think, friday and saturday (as well as sunday mornings) aren’t the best time to upload fanfic. it’s the time when everyone is posting shit at once so the first page gets clogged. my hits for a fic i’ve posted are always cut in half from the average if i upload on friday or saturday because the fic gets pushed back to page two within 24 hours.
  • imo sunday nights (5pm-6pm PST) are the best time to upload because when things slow down on monday and tuesday, your fic will remain on the front page for two extra days instead of being pushed back to the second page in 24 hours.
  • ideally 3 pm PST on any day is good to post/upload because east asian countries are waking up at that time, europeans are about to head to sleep, and US people are definitely awake.
  • noon PST is generally a safe time because people may or may not read fanfic during 12pm-3pm in the US

here are the statistics patterns i’ve noticed:

  • multi-chapter fics typically get less hits upon the premiere than one-shots. this is because most people will brush it off and wait until it reaches the 3-4 chapters mark to click on it and begin to read.
  • if a multi-chapter fic is really good it will have an approximate 100:1000 kudos:hits ratio. that means for every 1000 hits it will have 100 kudos, or for every 100 hits it will have 10 kudos. i have noticed this without fail (unless the fic gets extremely popular, for example @decembercamiecherries has a fic called “words that water flowers” that’s built up around 14k hits and 1k kudos. typically 1k kudos be aligned with 10k hits. however, there comes a point where the kudos begin to halt in comparison to the hits because a person can reread a fic again and again (adding to the hits) but a guest/account can only award kudos once. 
  • however, the prior is not true when it comes to one-shots. this is because although upon first read someone might not leave kudos, if they keep updated with new chapters being uploaded then they will have more chances to go “oh wow i forgot to leave a kudos, i better do it now!” this cannot happen with one-shots. once a one-shot is posted, it will not have another opportunity to end up on the first page unless you change the posting date (which is cheating btw, you shouldn’t do that)
  • the “Gon Freecs/Killua Zoldyck” tag on AO3 is the most popular pairing for HxH. i have noticed that any killugon one-shot that i post to AO3 (no extra uploads, no chapter updates, just posted once and it’s finished) will automatically get 300+ hits within the first few days (if i post it on a sunday night or a weekday so it stays on the front page for a while). anything besides killugon will not get as many hits so if you don’t write killugon, try not to compare your statistics on your fics to killugon ones. killugon fics are naturally more popular because it’s the most popular pairing.
  • ficlet collections (if you post several drabbles from tumblr) will typically get significantly less hits than regular one-shots or multi-chapter fics. you will have to update these collections several times to garner more attention.
  • clean summaries will attract more hits. adding things like “oh this is the first thing i’ve ever written” or posting your update schedule or other author’s tidbit things will clutter the summary and less people will click on the fic. keep things like that in the author’s notes unless it’s incredibly crucial information.
  • if you add “comments/kudos are appreciated” or something along those lines in the notes, your chances of getting comments/kudos increase. this is because people forget. there have been so many times where i’ve read such an amazing fic and i just close the tab before i leave a comment or a kudos. if you remind the reader like “yo your support is appreciated my dude” then they are more likely to tell you what they think of your work. however, i suggest putting the notes for something like this at the very end of the fic so it’s the last thing they read.
  • smut automatically gets a disaster amount of kudos when it comes to the 100:1000 kudos:hits ratio. smut always gets a higher amount of hits but a lower amount of kudos. i’m not sure why significantly less people kudos smut in comparison to regular fics but it happens.
  • don’t be afraid of negative feedback! i have never once seen a negative comment in the hxh fandom so it seems like people keep things civil and instead of commenting about how much they dislike your writing or whatever, they keep it to themselves. the only time you might get negative feedback in this fandom is if you write really controversial shit (like things with the rape/non-con or underage warnings) or if you ask for critique.

tl;dr: getting attention on your fic is almost always based on statistics. if you want to boost fic popularity because you don’t have a large following, you’ll have to be patient. try to advertise on tumblr about it, make graphics or art for it, etc. 

good luck!

Guardian Angel AU - Taeil

AN: I will be writing this au for other members as well, so if you have a specific request for who you’d like me to write this au for next, just let me know because the guardian angel au is my absolute favorite. 10/10 would definitely recommend. 

Also, this is 2.5k words (im not sorry)

To preface this, in these scenarios, angels have the ability to show themselves to humans, but they’re prohibited from doing it.


  • He’s confused ??
  • Why does an angel need an angel to watch over them ???
  • He’s pretty sure that guardian angels aren’t supposed to fall in love with the person they’re protecting, and he did try 
  • But yeah no, too late
  • He’s in love
  • Your #1 cheerleader, even if you don’t know it
  • If you have to give a speech or present something, he’s hyping you up from the back of the room the whole time
  • But it goes even further than that
  • I mean, you could do the dishes or wash your laundry or shower after a week of not doing so and he’s standing beside you smiling and clapping
  • (the perfect guardian angel if you’re struggling with mental illness)
  • ((sorry that was a bit of self-indulgence))
  • You’ve started to feel like someone was with you even when you were alone 
  • Not in a creepy way, it just felt like this comforting presence, which was really nice considering that you had been generally more lonely than usual
  • Little did you know that it was just your angel Taeil radiating love for you (help im soft)
  • ((anyway, back to some specific occurrences))
  • One time you were studying at the library and he fell asleep on your shoulder
  • Angels don’t even need sleep, but give him a break ?? he was just comfortable ??
  • Anyway, he woke up laying on the floor with you nowhere to be found
  • He panicked for like a solid two minutes but then found you in your room so it was all okay
  • Taeil likes to play with your cat
  • All those times where they would just stare at something across the room and then run off
  • …that was Taeil
  • There were also some days when it looked like someone had scattered some flowers on your doorstep
  • You always attributed it to the wind, but that was Taeil too
  • He just wanted you to feel loved and the flowers had reminded him of you
  • But it’s not all cute moments and unnoticed shows of affection
  • On some days, it’s really difficult for him knowing that no matter how much support and love he tries to give you, you can’t really feel it
  • You don’t know he’s there 
  • It’s the worst sort of unrequited love
  • Some days, when you’re alone and sad, he’ll sit on the couch with you and just wrap his arms around you and try his best to give you all of the strength he can
  • Even though you can’t feel it :(
  • Other days he’ll sit away from you because it’s too much for him to give love and not receive any in return
  • He knows it’s not your fault
  • He just thinks that maybe it’s better if he distances himself from you emotionally
  • He’s not worth much to you when he’s distracted and he’ll never be able to show himself, so what’s the point, right?
  • More than emotional support, he does a lot of other stuff
  • shuts off the oven when you forget
  • locks the door for you
  • protects you when you’re driving
  • Or at least, as best as he can
  • Sometimes there’s just so much at once


  • On one particular night, it’s pouring down rain and you’re driving home after an exhausting day
  • He’s paying attention to what you’re doing and somehow misses the person swerving in the lane next to you 
  • They go a bit too far and push you off the road, rolling your car into a ditch
  • It all happens so fast for you, but for Taeil, it feels like years
  • He’s reaching for the steering wheel to try and keep you on the road, but there’s no friction because of the rain, so he wraps his arms around you to prevent as much damage as he can
  • Your side of the car ends up wedged into the ditch and the force of it all knocks you unconscious
  • When Taeil sees you like that, panic and guilt set in and he doesn’t even realize that he’s fully visible now
  • It’s a hit and run situation and being as late as it is, there’s hardly anyone else on the road, so he grabs your phone and calls an ambulance, but heals some smaller injuries while waiting
  • And he keeps you warm and sheltered from the rain
  • You wake up to sirens and flashing lights and someone glowing ?? sitting beside you
  • He looks like any other human, but so much more beautiful
  • When Taeil sees you look at him, like really look at him, he’s so overwhelmed
  • For a moment he thinks he may be imagining it because you’ve never looked at him before, you’ve always stared right through him
  • But now you’re looking into his eyes and he thinks he may be the one suffering from a concussion
  • That is until one of the medics comes up behind him, places a hand on his shoulder and thanks him for making the call, assuring him they can handle the situation from here
  • And he realizes that you actually did see him
  • When you wake up in the hospital, you’re informed that you have a couple bruised ribs and a broken arm
  • But there’s pain medication in your system and all you can think of is the glowing boy in your car
  • You ask the nurses if they know who he was, but they just tell you that you were the only passenger
  • They weren’t at the scene or in the ambulance with you, and there was no one else injured, so as far as you knew, someone had appeared, comforted you, and then immediately disappeared
  • Taeil sat in the corner of your hospital room, feeling increasingly guilty as your head started hurting from the confusion
  • The next day you were released from the hospital with a cast, an incoming medical bill, and no one to help you get back to your life
  • Luckily, you’re given time off from classes and your job, but you’re still struggling with only one arm
  • Taeil really doesn’t know what to do about this
  • He slowly heals your arm at night so you’ll get better sooner and won’t be in pain, but he had to watch you struggle for half an hour just trying to make a sandwich the other day, so he’s feeling pretty useless
  • So when Taeil finds himself standing in front of your front door holding a meal that he stole got from the store down the street, he justifies it by telling himself he really has no other choice
  • I mean, you can’t make yourself food !!
  • This has absolutely nothing to do with him wanting you to see him and look at him like you did when he was with you after the accident !!
  • It’s not at all because he’s slightly in love with you !!
  • And besides, you’ve already seen him, so it’s not even a big deal
  • And it’s not like he’s just going to outright tell you he’s your guardian angel
  • After an hour of just standing at your door, he rings the door bell
  • And immediately regrets it
  • He’s panicking more than when he lost you at the library
  • He’s about to just disappear when you open the door 
  • And then he just melts
  • You look so tired and sweet and you’re looking at him again and he doesn’t want the moment to end
  • He could have never anticipated how amazing it would feel to have you look at him fondly after all the time he’s spent looking at you in the same way
  • “Hey! I knew I didn’t imagine you! You were with me after the car accident, right?”
  • His mouth was dry and he didn’t trust his own voice, so he just nodded
  • “Well…thank you.”
  • So many thoughts were going through your mind.
  • Who was he? 
  • Did you know him from somewhere?
  • How did he find out where you lived?
  • All that was going through Taeil’s mind was that this was not going as planned
  • “Um, well, I- I thought you might be having a hard time, so I brought you some food.”
  • Seeing that he made you smile near caused him to have a heart attack
  • “Thank you so much.”
  • He nodded again, handing you the bag of food
  • As you took it, you started to question him
  • “How do I know you?”
  • “Oh, I was in one of your classes once. It was a big lecture so you might have not seen me.”
  • “And how did you know where I lived?”
  • “I um, I live in the same complex, so I’d seen you coming and going.”
  • Creepy, but kind of cute
  • He was as pretty as you remembered
  • And the way he looked at you made your heart flutter
  • “I never got a chance to say thank you before. So, thank you for coming to help me after the accident. And thank you again for the food. You’re an angel.”
  • “What?” Taeil’s eyes went wide and his heart started pounding before he realized you probably didn’t mean it literally
  • His second almost-heart-attack of the night was followed by a third when you giggled at his reaction
  • “I, uh- have to take care of some things, but thank you again. Oh, and what’s your name? Sorry, I must have forgotten.”
  • “It’s Taeil.”
  • You nodded and smiled
  • “Goodnight Taeil.”
  • He almost fainted
  • Taeil brought you food every night that week
  • At about 6 pm each night, he would show up with a different meal
  • Eventually, you felt too guilty to not let him in
  • So, it became a thing
  • The two of you would meet at your apartment for dinner each night
  • Even after you had your cast removed and were fully recovered, Taeil would still come over 
  • Except now, you insisted on being the one to buy/make dinner on some nights
  • Also, Taeil went out and got a cell phone, which had only one phone number in it (yours !!) 
  • After dinner each night, he’d pretend to go back to “his place” and then would wind up on your couch per usual
  • He’d started to feel guilty about the whole thing
  • You thought he had this whole life outside of you
  • Somewhere in his mind he’d decided it would be a good idea to tell you what he really was (as if showing himself to you wasn’t illegal enough)
  • Little did he know, you had some big plans for the following night as well
  • So the next night, you’re both standing in your doorway as Taeil is about to leave
  • He’s going over how he’d practiced telling you in his head
  • But then you put your hand on his cheek
  • And his mind goes blank
  • And then you’re kissing him
  • And he’s kissing back
  • His lips are so soft and you’re smiling against them
  • !!! 
  • It doesn’t last too long, but when it’s over, all rational thought leaves Taeil’s mind and he just blurts out:
  • “I’m an angel.”
  • You just laugh, “I know you are.”
  • “No, I’m an angel.”
  • You lean back this time, trying to read the expression on his face
  • He’s being serious
  • “…..like…wings?”
  • Taeil nods, bracing himself for the worst
  • He doesn’t know what to expect, it’s not like other angels have shared their experiences of revealing themselves to someone
  • “Can I see them?”
  • He was not expecting that
  • “Wait, you’re not upset?”
  • “I mean, it kind of makes sense. For a while, I thought maybe you were stalking me since I’d never actually seen you around campus before and I still never found out how you were already there when-”
  • “WHAT?! YOU JUST KISSED SOMEONE YOU THOUGHT WAS STALKING YOU?”
  • “Calm down! I don’t think that now. I just sort of did at first.”
  • “How could you have such poor judgment? You know, you’re making my job very difficult.”
  • “Wait, so are you my angel?”
  • He admits that he is, but reassures you that he doesn’t watch you sleep and he hasn’t seen you naked or anything, and he adamantly ignores you saying “do you want to?”
  • “I just try to protect you.”
  • While he’s explaining everything, he’s looking at you like you’re his world and it’s causing your cheeks to burn red
  • “So, can I see your wings now?”


  • fast-forward to the two of you actually dating
  • it’s really cute
  • I mean sure, sometimes he can be overprotective
  • And occasionally you have to tell him that you need your own space because he’s always been around you for so long, and you haven’t been around hardly anyone for a while
  • He tries his best to make you comfortable
  • And to make it seem like a normal relationship
  • Sometimes he feels guilty because you deserve a normal relationship
  • But he doesn’t know how he could go on without the feeling of you returning a hug or a kiss or just any sort of affection
  • It still gives him butterflies when you look at him
  • Still your #1 cheerleader
  • You once asked him if he could take you to the moon, but he told you no
  • “Just because I can fly, doesn’t mean you wouldn’t die in space.”
  • After pouting for like an hour, he went out and got you a second cat and named it moon
  • Oh yeah, and your cat loves Taeil since they’ve already known him for longer than you have
  • Now he’s able to give you flowers himself instead of throwing some on your doorstep
  • You meet some of his angel friends
  • They’re all part of the same sort of angel group
  • They help Taeil hide the fact that he’s dating you
  • Other cute details !!!!
  • His wings are really soft and when it gets cold, he’ll sometimes lay one over you like a blanket when you’re sleeping
  • If you kiss the spot on his back between where his wings protrude, it makes him shiver and it causes this cute little rustling noise
  • Since he knows you so well, he always gets you the perfect little gifts for holidays
  • There’s nothing that he really needs, but you refuse to not get him anything
  • So you buy him cute sweaters and basically style him the way that you want to 
  • You bought him a pair of fuzzy socks with little angels on them for Christmas one year and he wears them pretty much every day
  • You both are just so cute
  • ((plot holes? idk her))
  • ((this is just supposed to be a cute little scenario, pls forgive me))
  • end

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11 Questions Tag

I was tagged by @hydranoel (thank you! ily💟☄💖💓💗☄)

Rules:

1. Post the rules

2. Answer the questions given to you by the tagger.

3. Write 11 questions of your own

4. Tag 11 people

My Answers:

1. We are watching a movie together and you’re choosing, so what movie are we watching?

this is so hard slkajsdmvckjn my favourite movie is Peter Pan (2003) but I prefer watching comedies with friends sooo probably some 2 star comedy on Netflix (nothing specific.. just a shitty comedy movie lol) OR if you like musicals then Grease.. and I’ve been wanting to watch the new Kingsman movie but I haven’t had the time so that’d also be nice.. (why do I make answers so complicated wow)

2.You’re in an zombie apocalypse with your bias, so tell me how screwed are you?

honestly the fact that I’m with my bias is entirely irrelevant because I’m killing myself immediately. I have such a phobia of zombies I literally wouldn’t even try so I am 100% screwed and he (the mysterious he, idk who my bias is but he’s screwed anyway) is completely on his own lmao

3.You have to make dinner for your bias group, what are you making?

oooo I can’t really cook so probably spaghetti and meatballs with a tomato sauce or chicken fajitas because those are the only things I can make lol, I think they’d like it though 

4.If you were to have any super power in the world what would it be?

hmm this is hard, maybe invisibility? or possibly the ability to read minds but only by my choice like I wouldn’t just wanna be hearing people’s thoughts all the time.. or teleportation bc i’d just go to random countries for daytrips and then come home to my bed so it wouldn’t cost any money! I think teleportation probably, mind reading would give me too much power

5. You and your bias have to enter a haunted house together, what happens (are they protecting you, you protecting them, both scared shitless, or just laughing at the costumes?)

I think we’re both gonna be scared shitless but he might be more scared than me and then I’d end up laughing at him and then he might see the funny side and we’d end up in a mixture of terror and laughter 

6. Are you a beach person or a mountain person?

beach beach beach ebcahec ahebcabhaeb I fuvking love the beach I wanna live on a beach

7. What has been your recent favorite show or book? (I’m looking for new things to watch or read haha)

hmm my favourite show (not recent but still airing) is the 100 (controversial I know but I love it) and in terms of kdramas the most recent one I watched was Goblin and I loved it!! also a new drama with Lee Jong Suk in it called While You Were Sleeping is currently airing and it sounds amazing so I’m planning on watching that soon (gonna wait for episodes to build up so I can binge lol).. my favourite book recently was the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown (10/10 would recommend but is also not recent, just new to me).. sorry this wasn’t v helpful, I haven’t had a lot of time for reading or watching shows recently

8. Your trapped in the last show/book you watch/read, how screwed are you?

well the last show I watched was x factor and that’s pretty gross and I’m tone deaf so I really don’t wanna be trapped in the x factor.. I’m screwed, another situation that calls for me to kill myself, it’s almost worse than a zombie apocalypse

9. Are you a coffee or tea kind of person?

neither I hate them both but I love the smell of coffee

10. What’s a song you have been listening to lately?

here have a list of songs that don’t match and that you didn’t ask for

  • Hearts Don’t Break Around Here - Ed Sheeran
  • Subeme La Radio - Enrique Iglesias
  • Blue Jeans - Lana Del Rey
  • MIC Drop - BTS
  • I Would - Day6
  • Don’t Flirt - Winner
  • Secret - Bobby ft DK and Katie
  • I Like It - CLC
  • My I - Seventeen (Jun and The8)

11. If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be?

the beach, specifically in Carvoeiro in Portugal (everyone please keep Portugal in your thoughts atm) and it would preferably be early-to-mid July

My Questions:

1. Which kpop artists do you like? (I feel like I actually don’t know this about most people which is strange hahaha like obviously I know your main group but not the whole list!)

2. How was your day today?

3. Do you enjoy camping or is it your idea of hell? 

4. What’s your favourite Disney movie? or just movie if you don’t like Disney for some reason :/

5. If you could speak to animals for a day which animal would you want to speak to and what would you say? (this is a weird question ik)

6. Do you have any hobbies that you love? What are they?

7. What’s your favourite book?

8. Tell me about your favourite outfit pls (pics would be cute if you want!!) and if you don’t have a fave outfit then.. what do your pyjamas look like??

9. Rant about something that pisses you off (I love listening to people rant)

10. You’re trapped on a deserted island and you can bring one kpop idol with you.. who do you bring? 

11. If you had a week to do whatever you wanted with unlimited money and no responsibilities, how would you spend your time?

I tag @jeno-jeyes @kpopmainlizzy @cherry-ten @ytsgf @jaetennys @jjhyunct @reikojinxx and @spookyjaems 💖💖

Ok….due to recent events, I feel I should let this be known, and I’m gonna add it to my guidelines section in a moment:

I will not interact with smut blogs (to be specific: blogs that are comprised of nothing but smut) under any circumstance.

Smut blogs following me is whatever; if you enjoy my writing that’s cool, but if you follow me wanting/anticipating to get it with Lunala, it ain’t gonna happen. IC asks, asks asking to roleplay, and any attempt to initiate interaction (like tagging me in a starter) will be ignored, and I actually might just block you. Because tbh, smut blogs make me a lil uncomfy but that’s just me-

anonymous asked:

Helloo, this isn’t an ask but I could use some help? I wanna write a story on AO3 but I want someone to help me with tags and beta it? How could I find someone like that?

I guess you just have to make friends with fellow fans. Also don’t let that stop you. Beta it yourself and publish anyway. If you say it’s unbeta’d you may get a comment offering to beta. That’s what happened to me. Got a lovely comment and that was years ago and we still talk everyday. (she probably knows more about me than my irl friends tbh, XD)

So go ahead and post that thing. Let us know when you do so we can check it out too.

Originally posted by fadedmapdots

  • luke skywalker is terrifying. 
  • no, shut up, come back.
  • you have to understand:
  •  to you or me he may not be; he may be all sunshine smiles and corngold hair and the biggest eyes this side of the galaxy, but imagine you’re Dagger (stormtroopers don’t get proper names), firing at a boy, only the bolts never hit. They sing to the side. You think that there’s something wrong with your blaster, maybe, but none of your friends can hit him either. Finest shots in the Empire, you are, but you can’t hit this boy. And he cuts you down. He wields a weapon whose name you’ve never learned and he cuts you down into smoking bloodless bodies and your friends die before you – only he leaves you. Knocks you out with a blow of the Force – and isn’t that a nightmare of its own, unseen hands blotting out your thoughts – leaves you there in the cooling blood of your squadmates.
  •  Imagine that you’re Cara Ilhyre and you’re a dancer for the Hutt and you hate it, of course you do, but it is a living, a living, and this boy comes in, fresh-faced and young and he says surrender or be destroyed only he and you both know that the Hutt do not and never have surrendered and when he says destroy there’s this grin on his lips, thin and sharp, and he’s kind, of course he is, but –
    • so you’re Cara Ilhyre and you’re a native of tattooine and like many of your specis you are force-touched and you were a girl, once, a very little girl, and your mother told you tales of krayt dragons who slumbered beneath the sands and gentled their young to their pearl-heavy breasts. krayt dragons are tender mothers, she had said, and it was meant to teach you something of the duality of nature, or to fear those with young to protect, or something; but all you can think is this boy, how he smiles as kind as your mother did, once, but you’re convinced that if you were to cut him down the middle you would find dragon-pearls in his ribs and fire instead of a heart
    • the boy cuts downs jabba’s goons like they are nothing, nothing, and afterwards, afterwards, you sense his sorrow. and somehow that makes it worse.
    • because you say, later, to your mother’s ghost (maybe) or to the desert, he knows that killing people is hard and that weighs on him and he does it anyway and –
    • and, you say, it isn’t as simple as: he makes the hard choices. he knew the hutt would fight. he wanted to burn them down, oh he did, and that sister of his –
astrological signs in love
  • aries: likes to fall deeply in love with incredibly insecure people and have an explosively passionate, yet volatile relationship... but hey at least it's interesting
  • taurus: likes to pretend they're so heartless that they don't even know how to fall in love, fails terribly every time
  • gemini: likes to fall in (and out of) love with anyone and everyone that crosses their path, multiple times a day. confuses all their friends (and themselves tbh) to the point of not even listening when they talk about love
  • cancer: does not like to fall in love, does it very grudgingly, throws adorable temper tantrum when they get called out on it, sulks, repeat
  • leo: falls in love rarely. completely, 100%, OH MY GOD BARBARA CALL THE POLICE stuck in love when they do. painful to watch honestly, but shit it's cute
  • virgo: likes to fall in love with nerds. every. single. time.
  • libra: likes to fall in love way too fast and make a complete fool of their weirdo selves trying to woo their unsuspecting prey (endearing and surprisingly successful)
  • scorpio: likes to bullshit their way through multiple "serious" relationships for years and years until one day they realize that they're in love w their gross best friend... but in a cute way
  • sagittarius: likes to fall in love from afar and watch the object of their desire go about their daily life, hoping senpai will magically notice them in their quiet little world of reflection
  • capricorn: falls madly in love, shows it, "JESUS WHAT HAVE I DONE", terrifies self and lover with erratic, confused behavior, takes it all back, runs away, pines for months, tries to be friends again and act like nothing happened (until alcohol attacks)
  • aquarius: ?? ?!?! ?? ? :) !! ? :(
  • pisces: likes to fall in love with people who have fallen in love with them, basks in love's glow for a few months, realizes they just needed attention, formulates an escape plan
PSA

I love every fanfiction author on earth !!! Thank you so much for using your own time to provide us with a free(!) story to read that is 10x better than every book I have read put in one!

For long fic writers: Your detailed fics are so amazing and you amaze me every single time with the amount of research and time you have put into your beautiful works! Whether I am looking to kill time or just want something to distract me you have provided me with that, and I am so glad we have writers like you!

For short fic writers: Your fluffy/angsty/smutty/all of the above fics are so nice to read after a long day! When I just need something small because I don’t have the energy for something long, you wrote something for yourself and shared it with us, and I am so glad that we have writers like you!

If you write fluff; Thank you so much! I love reading your self-indulgent fics. They are so sweet and adorable and those characters definitely would do that.

If you write angst; Thank you so much! I love reading your painful fics. I’m always excited to see how it will end and if things will ever get better.

If you write smut; Thank you so much! I love reading your own fantasies(or realities, or just what you chose to write). They make me smile and blush.

If you write romance; Thank you so much! I love reading about my otp falling in love over and over. Even if it is cliché, it’s also unique and I’m still  surprised each time.

If you write about platonic relationships; Thank you so much! I love reading about my favorite best friends and siblings. You bring something not often seen and your courage is amazing.

If you write crack; Thank you so much! I love reading your random fics. They make me laugh time and time again and even if they are weird and ooc, they are amazing too.

If you write anything else; THANK YOU SO MUCH! Whatever it is you write, it is amazing and I love it. 

I know my singular opinion doesn’t mean much when there are millions of people on this earth, but I want it to be heard!

I LOVE FANFICION WRITERS. YA’LL ARE THE REAL MVPS.

analytic-chaoticism  asked:

Hey Jack. You haven't (?) seen (?) my post, which is chill because God knows the tag is busy (or maybe you just weren't feeling it I dunno) but I still wanted to recommend you play Hiveswap Act 1. It's beautiful and funny and the music is killer (with Toby leading nobody's surprised) and I think it would be right up your alley in writing and humour. It's more of a visual novel (so you can do voices!), not too long either, and it's cheap, so it would be a good short series to consider. Thanks!

Literally just recorded the first episode! The game is fantastic!!

Should also mention that I know next to nothing about Hiveswap OR Homestuck but a LOT of people had been recommending it, while I was playing Undertale too, so I thought I’d give it a shot cos it looked really neat. 

Waiting

Draco was tired of waiting.

He came to the conclusion that waiting was the biggest waste one could do with their life.

And he had wasted a lot of his life already.

He had waited for his father to acknowledge him, to show him he was proud of his son.

He had waited for his mother to stand up to his father, whenever he had talked her down, whenever he had treated her like less than his wife.

He had waited for his friends to come to his rescue when he had needed them most, to save him from himself.

And he had waited for the stupid prat to notice him. Really notice him. To look beyond the petty insults and his sneering.

For years Draco had been waiting.

He had waited in vain. But not anymore.

Draco was sick of waiting.

What had he even waited for? For him to come to the right conclusion, when Draco hid his true intentions so well? For him to realise what was really going on?

He probably would have to wait forever.

No. He would have to take matters into his own hands. And whyever should he not?

Yes, it was time to act.

Draco focused on the mop of black hair across the Great Hall.

He was sick of waiting.

He got up, marched over to the Gryffindor table and grabbed Potter by his robes. Without waiting for his reaction, Draco started dragging him out of his seat.

There was a yelp and shouts of protest, but Draco didn’t care.

He was so sick of waiting.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?” Potter shouted, shoving at Draco’s hands.

Draco ignored him and dragged him out of the Great Hall.

He could hear Weasley and Granger shout something at him. He heard footsteps behind him, indicating that several people were following him. Potter was still trying to get out of his grip.

Draco had wanted to find a more secluded place to do what he wanted to do next, but when the shouts behind him only got louder, he turned around and glared at them.

“You want to watch? FINE! I don’t even care anymore!”

He tightened his grip on Potter’s robes as he pulled him towards him forcefully.

Because he was so tired of waiting.

His mouth crashed with Potter’s and suddenly everything went silent.

Draco had thought it would be rougher, that Potter would try to fight him more. Apparently he was just shocked. He stiffened as Draco moved his lips against the other boy’s. He buried his hands in his hair like he had dreamed of so many times.

He had waited for this so long. This was it.

Or was it?

Draco suddenly noticed Potter moving and braced himself to be pushed away at any second. Instead, tentative fingers curled around his hips to pull him closer.

Draco was sure there were gasps and murmuring, but he didn’t hear any of it.

His whole mind, his whole body was so consumed by Potter. Potter, who was kissing him back.

Yes. This was what he had been waiting for all this time.

If only he had stopped waiting sooner.

The Fic Writer’s Beatitudes

Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.

Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts.
Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done.
Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work.
Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted.
Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy.
Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive.
Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes.
Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight.
Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.

9

…october 1st

there’s a demon in my belly, at least one.
maybe two.
a hell couple in my guts whispering secrets up through my throat
my throat, my throat, my throat.
i know because caroline tells me so
and maggie may tells me i must be possessed.
well she’s a gen x baby so she must be right,
and me,
well i’m out cold when it happens, and sometimes
i think about the traps i’ll lay out in my bed
to catch those secrets the moment they escape my lips.

i talk in my sleep, you see.
mumbling, nonsensical, but they’re words.
secrets, my secrets.
“daddy says it’s demons,” so it must be,
because daddy brewed me from a hellish place
and rued the day i came out with the wrong parts.
daughter or demon?
you choose.

i talk in my sleep, they say.
you’re supposed to utter the word “rabbit” on the first of the month
when you wake, let it be the first word out of your mouth.
good fortune, i suppose.
but i talk in my sleep, you know.
i still utter “rabbit”, but what use is it when it’s not the first?
what good is it if my luck has never been in the cards anyway?

the only thing i can tell you
is that demons hate rabbits.

okay but the only marichat i can genuinely see is the kind where it’s not 2am balcony visits but just two people trying to find out what the other is like (in a non-romantic way more like who the hell is this person and what makes them them)

like marinette saying an off hand comment about chat being looked over all the time in favour of ladybug saying things along the lines of “they’re a team ladybug cant fight without chat” and adrien just being touched that his awkward school friend sticks up for chat?? 

like he wants to thank her but knows if he turned around and told her in class it wouldnt quite work out so well. but he’s curious as to what she’s like since she rarely gets a full sentence out around him when he tries to have a conversation

when chat knocks on the bakery door one day whilst her parents are out she’s curious about her partner. (don’t try to tell me people would talk because I present you the evillustrator ep where he just stood outside her door talking and no one saw) so she invites him in for some croissants or something.

at first its just like “a cat told me that you talked highly of me today i just wanted to extend my purrsonal thanks, princess.” and she just brushes it off like it’s no big deal but she’s also curious about what her partner is like. when hes not trying to show off for her or impress “his lady”.

at first it starts off as casual visits to the bakery timed when her parents are gone but when that proves hard they progress to afternoon/afterschool balcony visits. the visits are just two friends hanging out, laughing about any mutual interests they have (chat confessed he liked anime and mari confessed she liked cheesy tv shows and they each watch the other’s suggestion to get to know each other better). 

their interactions start to ooze into their other personas. adrien casually referencing a tv show she had suggested to chat and she barely even notices. ladybug mentioning to chat that she agreed that sunsets were the best time of day, even though he had only told that to marinette as chat.

slowly things start to trickle in about each other and only then do they put the pieces together. cue suspicion of identities on both sides. their visits becoming flustering messes because “the coincidences are too similar this definitely might be their crush it might be adrien/ladybug” but also hesitant because what if theyre wrong?

it all comes out of the bag when marinette and adrien are working on a school project together (they were paired up by ms bustier) and marinette casually goes “chat can you pass me that book over there?” adrien complies, not noticing for one moment she used the wrong name. 

five minutes pass before both realise what they had done. adrien is freaking because he’s like “oh no i let the cat out of the bag” punning even in the face of disaster when tikki lets him off the hook and reveals mari after she becomes too flustered with the words to say

they then are red in the face and bursting with happiness when they go to school as boyfriend/girlfriend

GLOOMVERSE THEORY: Wallis DOES NOT want Harold living on the streets!

I recently got this ask on my Wallis askblog ( @askwallisgloom ) and I decided that since this is something I feel… Pretty passionately about, I’d write up my thoughts on it!! As always, this is just MY theory, it may or may not be canon, only CQ can say that! So, here we go-


Wallis does not want Harold living on the streets.

Despite their differences and arguments, Wallis and Harold do love each other. Seeing his little brother out on the streets would probably hurt Wallis a lot.

Personally, I believe that Wallis HAS tried to get Harold to live with him before, but Harold… Really, really does not like accepting help. Probably because he thinks he’s a burden or something. This is shown here:

(Pg.118)

Where Harold is visibly uncomfortable at Assy offering to buy him stuff. 

So Harold has PROBABLY declined offers for help- ESPECIALLY from Wallis, someone he might feel a lot of guilt around- before.

As a more… Obvious pointer, though, please follow me through this look into the finer details~!!


(Pg.49)

We can see here that Harold stole $400. Enough money, in Wallis’ humble opinion, to need to be paid back- And how he does that is, of course, by forcing Gloom to work for him.

Now is a fantastic time to point out that Wallis has an unlimited supply of workers, it’s not like he NEEDS the extra help. He’s also a brilliant actor.

Moving on, we have this:

(Pg.98)

Assistant’s weekly paycheck is $600- $200 whole dollars more than what Harold stole. And in Wallis’ own words- “Whatevs. It’s not even that much.”

So, we can deduce two things from this.
1. If Wallis doesn’t think $600 is much, he certainly wouldn’t think $400 is a lot.
2. Harold would have completely paid off his debt by now, and yet, Wallis hasn’t made any indication that he wants Harold gone.


Those are the basics, but for a deeper look, I’d like to point you in the direction of this interaction:

(Pg.112)

Wallis hasn’t been working Harold very hard at all. In fact, the worst he’s done, is force Harold to be more HEALTHY. If he was truly upset about his money being stolen purely for the fact his money was gone, wouldn’t you think Wallis would be working him WAY harder??

If we take into consideration that for the most part, Harold MAY have some form of depressive disorder- Or at the very least, is stuck in a rut in his life- Wallis forcing him to be active and do something is probably the best thing he could do. Keep in mind that Wallis has 3 definite layers to his personality:

1. Flashy angry show persona, the main one we see throughout the comic.
2.
Less flashy, normal, “I think I’m pretty great” persona.
3.
The ‘real’ him, who doesn’t think he’s very good at all, and probably has a few self esteem issues.

I think it’s… Fairly safe to assume that anything Wallis does shouldn’t be taken at face value, since he’s buried his real feelings so deep down. This in mind, it’s very plausible that Wallis’ true intentions to HELP his brother are cleverly hidden by a guise of “Wanting to be repaid”- Something that fits his top, and foremost, persona.


Moving on from this, we have this exchange:

(Pg.96)

This is proof that Harold’s condition and situation has been on Wallis’ mind for longer than he lets on. Wallis always has trouble articulating how he feels, so for this interaction to even HAPPEN is a show of how much this means to him- Even if he does run away from the conversation before it can be continued.

Wallis was mad that Harold stole his money, yes- But he wasn’t mad that he was down $400.

He was upset that Harold didn’t think he could just ASK for help.

Honestly, I believe that Wallis’ anger towards Harold was just misdirected anger at HIMSELF- After all, who was it that separated himself from his brother? Who was it that made Harold’s limbs disappear? Who was it that saw, with his own innocent eyes, his brother scream for him to get away?


(Pg.93)

Here we can see that Wallis notices that Harold is upset by this on a personal level, and is probably… Projecting a bit onto Assistant. He immediately moves forward to try and remedy the situation, and ‘comfort’ his brother to the best of his ability.

…On a more speculative note, you could see this as Wallis indirectly promising Harold that he’d help him, too.


In conclusion-

Harold and Wallis love each other. They have their disagreements, and they have things that they don’t like about each other, but when it comes down to it they only want the best for the other. Neither of them is a “bad guy”- They’re just two kids that happen to be a victim of circumstance.

And Wallis absolutely would not want his brother living on the streets.

Guys My Age (3)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 4k

Warnings: Lap dance to rough Smut. NSFW gifs.

Anon asked “Can you please do a part 3 to ‘guys my age’ were Bucky asks reader for another lap dance”

A/N: The fic that started it all. I’m so glad people liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Let me know if you want to be tagged. Also, dominant/jealous Bucky is just wow. Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE or HERE. Go away kids! And please use protection y’all.

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valentine’s day is a terrible day to confess your love

“So,” Maki raises an eyebrow, one hand on her hip and the other playing with her hair in that annoying gesture she always, always seemed to do when unimpressed. “What’s this, exactly?”

Nico hadn’t really prepared an answer – with chocolate in both hands, she would’ve thought the answer to be clear as day. Then again, Nozomi had warned her that probably the only person more dense than herself (thanks, fucker) was the girl in front of her, so, well, perhaps she should have planned for that.

Not that any of Nico’s plans had been going right today, mind you, so what the hell was a plan anyway?

“Uh,” Nico stumbles over words and over herself as she struggles to maintain balance, realising she’s reaching out a little far and Maki still isn’t reaching back to take the chocolates. She maintains eye contact for another few painful seconds before the other girl looks away, turning up the left corner of her mouth and creasing her eyebrows. Nico sweats.

“Uh,” she repeats, hands all damn clammy now, goddamnit Eli why did you make this sound so easy – “Chocolate.”

Maki stares at the poorly-wrapped chocolate sitting in Nico’s palms. It’s probably melting, considering just how unfortunately moist her hands have become under the stare of the most unsettling first year this side of Akiba.

“Homemade,” Nico adds, as if it weren’t perfectly obvious to all who had functional eyes that yes, the slightly melty brown stuff was chocolate, and yes, the clumsy wrapping probably indicated it’d been wrapped by hands equally as clumsy. Maki’s eyes are disconcerting, glancing to the chocolates, to Nico, to elsewhere and back, again and again.

Eli never mentioned just how nervewracking this would be. Nico couldn’t even imagine confessing to that sneaky asshole Nozomi – then again, those two were so incredibly disgusting with each other they probably spewed rainbows from their mouths and made lilies bloom around them when it finally happened.

No, the only thing blooming was the anxiety in Nico’s stomach as Maki continued to be evasive, leaving her standing in quite the uncomfortable position, prostrating herself. Then again, maybe this was just her fault because she’d kinda just shoved them in the girl’s face instead of doing something normal like saying “Happy Valentine’s Day!” or “I’m deeply in love with you, please marry me” or “I am so desperate to get in your pants you’re so hot it kills me I’m begging you”.

“I can see that,” Maki finally says, nodding to herself as if yes, that cleared everything up. Which it didn’t. Probably. You could never really tell with redheads. Or Makis. Or redheads named Maki. Yeah.

Nico wonders exactly how she’s going to explain this to the terrible two she calls her buddies – how she’d completely thrown any semblance of The Plan out the window the moment she’d frozen up until a purple gaze. Then again, The Plan had sort of been a wash from the beginning, considering how every time she’d tried to corner Maki alone in order to enact The Plan, some annoying ginger had waltzed along and ruined her chances of enacting The Plan (Nico made a mental note to kick Rin’s ass, later).

“So…” Maki trails off, halfway between making eye contact and staring at Nico’s open palms, still. Nico jolts back to life, stumbling over words and trying to make sense of her oh so conveniently clumsy tongue before –

“Valentine’s Day – Happy Day. For you. Yes.”

Ah, perfect. Just how she wanted to say it.

Before she trails away to curl up and die somewhere in a hole, Nico debates how best to ask Nozomi to scatter her ashes.

Maki, bless her, looks about as embarrassed for Nico as Nico feels herself, and blushes some pink that probably pales in comparison to the apparent luminescence of the shorter girl’s face. Seriously, she should be charging for the light she’s putting out.

“These are,” Maki hesitates, “for me?”

Nico nods, thanking whichever merciful god decided to give her a helping hand in the form of at least one of them being able to form coherent sentences. She doesn’t trust her own tongue to do the same, considering her last shameful display.

“Oh,” Maki says, voice cracking and freezes. Well, no, freezes is probably a little soft – it’s more like she self-destructs in a gentle, contained kind of way. Her face blossoms into a pretty miasma of blotchy red, and her limbs seize up, hands paused in front of her and mouth just a fraction agape.

Nico would have laughed if she weren’t in the exact same situation, so she instead opts for mumbling “Here,” and storming off.

She finds Nozomi eavesdropping behind the school wall, who promptly guffaws.

“I can’t breathe, Nico,” she wheezes, five minutes later. Nico stands there in despair.

Ten minutes later, Nozomi still isn’t together enough to stand.

(Maki drops the chocolates three times before managing to regain function of her body.)

chocolate & toothpaste - tom holland

Originally posted by tomshollandss

—- a soulmate au in which the soulmates can taste whatever the other is eating. I THOUGHT IT WAS A CUTE IDEA SO I HAD TO TRY TO WRITE IT.

@booklovergirl01 ‘s idea.

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO TAG YOU AND SORRY FOR NOT TAGGING YOU RIGHT AS I POSTED IT’S JUST THAT I FORGOT WHO’S IDEA IT WAS!!!


The taste of a cinnamon roll suddenly takes over my senses as I finish the last sentence of my paperwork. Licking my lips sighing happily at the taste. My soulmate always has such nice food, and all I ever have is banana on bread with a drizzle of honey on it. 

I have always wanted to know who my soulmate could be, the possibilities were honestly endless. I’m a 20 year old woman who lives in an apartment who eats banana on bread with honey about 10 times a day. Waiting to find out who my soulmate is. I don’t understand how it works though. 

Like why taste of all things, and since it’s tastes, why can’t we taste their morning breath? Or am I going to deep into this?

I sigh as I get up off my very comfortable couch heading over to the kitchen where my mother and father were sitting. They had decided to visit me before taking a flight back home, but I haven’t been able to spend very much time with them as I have been consumed with all this paperwork.

I see my mum holding a plate out to me.

Bread with banana and honey.

I smile at my mum, gladly taking the plate as I munch down onto the amazing snack. I grab my phone out of my pocket. as I talk to my dad about some news that was on the TV this morning.

I go onto Instagram looking to see all of the recent activity. When I see that a certain actor named Tom Holland had put something on his Instagram story. 

I really admired his work, as he did an amazing job in his new movie Spider-Man: Homecoming. I click on his story seeing what he was doing. 

The first thing that pops up is a picture of steak. Which if I may add looked delicious. I tap so it would go to the next part, which is a video, making me turn the volume on my phone up.

“Why do I taste banana and honey? I’m just trying to enjoy my steak here soulmate, whoever you are.”

I immediately drop my bread and freeze. My mum and dad turning to face me quickly. I put my hand to my mouth. 

“No way.” I whisper as I quickly wash my mouth, seeing what I was tasting. 

Steak. 

BUT ANYONE COULD BE EATING STEAK.

I quickly run to my cupboard pulling out a plain chocolate bar taking a bite out of it chewing rapidly before running to the bathroom. As soon as I finish the chocolate I grab my toothbrush and put toothpaste on it before brushing my teeth. 

I sprint back to the kitchen grabbing my phone from the counter,

“What just happened?” My mum asks slowly.

“Mum I think I know who my soulmate is.” After quickly explaining to my mum what just happened I open up Instagram, and as soon as I see that Tom put something on his story I click on it as fast as I can.

“Okay, now i’m tasting something else that is ruining my delicious steak. Soulmate. Please let me eat my steak in peace. And who the fuck eats chocolate and brushes their teeth straight after?!” 

Holy shit.

Tom Holland is my soulmate.


oooooo I don’t know how I feel about this one.

should I do a part two?

part two   part three