i struggled forever to figure out who could play all of these characters

Opposites Attract - Tom Holland Oneshot

Request: Anonymous - Hey I just got an idea for u for an imagine. Now if ur to busy to do it that’s cool I don’t want to stress u out with a whole bunch of imagines, but maybe a tom holland one where you’re dating and people don’t understand why because ur like polar opposites. ( btw ur imagines are some of the best I have read keep up the good work 😁😊❤️ ) 

 Warnings: Fluff, feeling uneasy

 Word Count: 1,310

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

 A/N: Hope you guys liked it. More stuff will be posted soon. :)


To most people if they saw you and Tom together, they’d stop and question you because you two are completely different. Nothing alike. See but that’s the thing, being polar opposites is what makes your relationship unique. You and Tom have more ways to expand on it and get different ideas from each other. Sure it bother’s you when a total stranger comments on your love life, but you never let it bother you, neither does Tom.

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imagine #13

character - Minho

words - 701

warnings - n/a

description - Minho likes you but you play hard-to-get.

a/n - requested by @kawaii-kpop-life ; idk if this is what you had in mind, but i hope you like it!

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Interview: Teloka Berry

Today we’re joined by Teloka Berry. Teloka is a phenomenally talented visual artist from Australia. She’s a digital artist and specializes in comics. She also does portraits, original characters, and fanart. Aside from that, Teloka also does crafts. It’s very clear that she’s an incredibly dedicated artist, as you’ll soon read. My thanks to her for taking the time to participate in this interview.


Please, tell us about your art.

I’m a digital artist, and primarily a character illustrator and story-teller. I do stuff like portraits, comics, original characters and fan-art, and sell crafts and merch like stickers.

My very favourite things to do are comics, both short ones and long form ones! I like stories with a strong focus on acearo, queer and neuroatypical characters who are just having adventures in various genres, and my personal schtick leans heavily towards acearo girls who want to form lasting commitments and have relationships with other girls.

I have two long-haul projects. Let’s Celebrate!, my queer magical girl themed webcomic has been live for almost three years now, and features an acearo lead and a bunch of silly festive super powers. It’s very lighthearted but still explores various celebrations from around the world, mental illness and communication, and features a bunch of monsters that the girls/guys/nb-pals fight with improbable weapons like giant candy canes. You can see it here: http://letscelebrate-comic.tumblr.com/

My second long haul project is collaborative with my girlfriend which we’re hoping to release early next year, and it will be an online graphic novel in installments. It’s a supernatural, Lovecraftian kind of adventure-thriller, structured around the Great Australian Road-Trip in rural Queensland. It follows an established acearo f/f couple, who accidentally enter an outback region they can’t leave filled with frightening “Locals” and those long roads that go on “forever”.

What inspires you?

I’m going to sound super cheesy when I say this but… my girlfriend? Haha, I’m pretty inspired by personal experiences and personal interests, I suppose. I spend a lot of time drawing and illustrating stuff based on things we’ve done together or concepts we talked about and came up with together.

Maybe also like … spite, to be honest. I’m kind of tired of heteronormative stories and the same straight white male leads who fight the Big Bad and get the girl with very little actual effort. I love to write and see stories about girls, especially queer and neurodivergent girls, doing cool stuff and saving the day and being in genres they’re generally sidelined in, like action stuff or zombies.

That aside I find music and bright cheerful colour palettes quite inspiring, and use both of them a lot in my work. And the work of other artists who I look up to, of course! I’m pretty visual so if I see something that is just aesthetically pleasing to me (like some architecture, a posing angle, fairy lights in a shop window) I’ll probably think about how to incorporate it into an art piece sooner or later.

What got you interested in your field?  Have you always wanted to be an artist?

I’ve always been really crafty and drawn or scribbled stuff, so I guess so? I got serious about artwork at about 13, when I entered high school and fell in with fellow artsy-sorts who enabled the habit. I started out like most teens on DeviantArt back then with an anthro fursona, and made more friends online that encouraged me, and so I just… persisted with it. I don’t think I ever had particular plans to be an artist, or to be anything for that matter, but it’s probably my stand out skill now. I draw every day and love my stories and characters a lot!

Do you have any kind of special or unique signature, symbol, or feature you include in your work that you’d be willing to reveal?

Probably like I mentioned in that first long ramble I did, I have a really strong narrative interest in queer stories, and especially a focus on acearo mentally ill girls and healthy relationships. Artistically/Stylistically though… no, haha, I have absolutely zero consistency in my work, I’m so bad at that!

Usually when I pitch it to other people they’ll say stuff like “sparkles!” or “colours!” or “same face syndrome!”, so maybe that’s the answer here? I like colours a lot and playing around with harsh lighting. I also draw a lot of birds, because… birb.

What advice would you give young aspiring artists?

1. Give it a go! If you want to do it, just do it. It’s worthwhile, even if all it ever does is bring you happiness or relaxation to create; that’s super important and you deserve it.

2. Quite difficult, but don’t compare your creation to other peoples work negatively. Be critical of your own work, sure, and always, always strive to improve. But your work is not anyone else’s but your own, so try not to be disheartened if it doesn’t look like something else you wanted it to look like. It looks like it’s yours, and that’s the best thing it could be.

3. This one is for minority groups in storytelling especially (I figure relevant here on an ace positive blog), and something I’ve struggled with a lot but: Tell that story about your own experiences/preferences if you want to tell it. Create your own representation if you can and want to.

It’s not self-centered, it’s not “too much”, it’s not unpalatable, it’s not boring, and it’s not cheesy. Don’t feel like you can only put one character from a minority group in your story, and don’t feel like you can’t have characters who you relate to or have traits like you in your story. You do not have to write in something for “someone else” to relate to or have straight white men in your story for it to be “acceptable”, regardless of what popular media seems to be trying to say.

For example, when we started on the roadtrip story I mentioned earlier, we thought “is two whole acearo girls in a story… too many? should one of them at least… be bi?” and while scripting I’ve often wondered ”is this chronically anxious character having too many anxiety attacks…? should I just have them handle this thing better so that their mental illness is showing less?”. And the answer to those things is obviously no. Show that mental illness. Have only acearo leads. Have a whole cast of POC. There’s no such thing as “too much” representation of your minority characters and stories, and if they’re based on your personal experiences or desires- great. Because nobody else can tell that for you; it’s yours.


Where on the spectrum do you identify?

I’m a cis girl (she/hers) and I identify as asexual and aromantic, though I might more accurately be quoiromantic as I don’t really understand the difference between platonic and romantic relationships, though I absolutely don’t experience attraction regardless. I previously considered myself panromantic because I “want to be emotionally intimate” with friends quite intensely and have close relationships, but I later realized that I don’t experience romantic attraction so… aromantic-spec it is.

Have you encountered any kind of ace prejudice or ignorance in your field?  If so, how do you handle it?

I’ve actually experienced very little ace prejudice. I’ve found straight people to be confused and commit some naïve-microaggressions at best, and mostly they just want me to explain what it meant and expressed general confusion about how I could not feel sexual attraction. (except for those dudes, you know, the: “well you just haven’t been with ­me yet” narcissists.)

I also had an abuser who ID’d on the ace spectrum, who would constantly guilt me about my orientation and say I would be a disappointment to my partner/s, that I was “broken”, or that I was just “trying to be holier than thou” and all kinds of toxic shit. So it really can come from anywhere.

The absolute worst ongoing prejudice I’ve seen has been from gatekeepers in the gay and lesbian communities. No surprises there. So many “sapphic safe place” blogs will reblog artwork of my girlfriend and I, which is clearly f/f and I get the lovely gift of seeing their acephobic descriptions on how ace people don’t belong in the queer community and queer is a slur, while they profit from artwork literally featuring two acearo girls.

What’s the most common misconception about asexuality that you’ve encountered?

Lately there’s plenty of stuff going around tumblr especially about how asexuality doesn’t equal celibacy, and that it’s not a choice. True, absolutely! But I still very often see asexuality conflated with sex repulsion, or a lack of libido (and aromance with a lack of interest in close intimate relationships at all).

Sure, it can be that way, but it’s not universal for all aces or aros. Just like any orientation, asexual people can sit anywhere on the libido and/or repulsed spectrums. They are not the same at all, and it’s super toxic that it has become popularly interchangeable, because I’m often seeing ace characters who “hate to be touched” and it just…

Ace people can be sex positive and interested in intimacy.

Allosexual people can be sex repulsed or simply disinterested.

And sex repulsed people of any orientation can also still be highly sensual and have a libido and still really want to have sex (that’s me!).

All these things are separate experiences. Neither drive nor repulsion are intrinsically tied to each other or to asexuality, which is the lack of sexual attraction, and not the lack of desire for touch.

I think that’s a super important distinction that’s often lost. My stories focus on this a lot, and almost all of my comics and stories feature acearo characters who still actively seek close emotional intimacy- because aro people are not unfeeling robots- and who also like to experiment or be close to their partners physically- because ace doesn’t necessarily mean no libido or interest.

And it’s super alienating to sensual or libido aces to see the narrative that “to be ace means you can’t ever want to have sex with someone else” perpetuated. It feels like something that, in years to come, is going to segue into Ace-Gatekeeping-v2.0, and I’d like to see communication and compassion stop that before it happens.

What advice would you give to any asexual individuals out there who might be struggling with their orientation?

Auuhhh… uhmmm I’m really not an ideal person to put in like… advice giving roles. I’m still learning stuff myself; the Living Experience is pretty enormous! But perhaps the best thing I found (for me) was to have close friends who I could talk to about being ace and aro. If you have other friends who are already knowledgeable or confident in their own sexuality and ID on the acearo spec then that is probably the safest way, and they can explain things to you and answer questions.

There are also a variety of previously linked ace-help blogs and websites, and probably honestly… a lot of the artists featured on this blog would probably be happy to answer anon-questions and stuff about their experiences if you get in touch? I’d be happy to, for sure. That might be good for anyone who feels isolated or confused and doesn’t want to have a name attached to their questions!

Finally, where can people find out more about your work?

You can find my artblog, where I post most of my art and links and updates on the above mentioned projects here: http://berryartistic.tumblr.com. I should warn that there are some suggestive works on there and it’s pretty heavy on the f/f content. There’s nothing graphic and no actual nudity, mostly just implications of intimacy and some power dynamics, but it might be a bit much for some minors or anyone intimacy-repulsed, so take it with a grain of salt.

Let’s Celebrate! is completely PG and can be found here: http://letscelebrate-comic.tumblr.com/ which has links offsite to places like Tapastic.

Thank you, Teloka, for participating in this interview and this project. It’s very much appreciated.

Lost (Reddie) (5/8)

Summary : Richie Tozier is struggling with something. Something he’d never thought he’d have to struggle with. Sure, his parents can be pretty shitty, but he never thought it would come to this. It’s now been about a month since Richie has been kicked out of his house. He has made do with sleeping in his truck, and passing out on nights that all the losers are together, but things are becoming more dire. With what was left of his money stash gone, Richie is forced to make a living by prostitution. There’s also something going on with Eddie. Eddie Kaspbrak, mommy’s boy and pill expert has been put on a new pill. This time, it was of his own doing, and not his mothers. What it’s for, no one knows.

Pairings : Eventual Reddie with hints of Stenbrough and mentions of Bikeverly (Ben/Mike/Bev)

Warnings : Cute shit, mentions of jizz, uhhhh, cute shit, uncomfortableness, slight harassment.

AN : Ayyyeee! So, as you can see, I’ve got it all worked out now and I know where the ending is placed. Things are still looking up in this chapter, but they’re gonna start going down again soon. Keep in mind that all of the characters are 18/19 at this time, and in their senior year of high school. The characters in no way have any relation to the child actors that have portrayed them. IT does not belong to me, however if it had I would’ve changed a lot of things in the book.

Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Word Count: 1607

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anonymous asked:

Angsty headcannons with the RFA + v and saeran for when they get into a rly intense argument with MC??

A/N: Look you guys we’re finally posting! sorry It’s been so long things got super crazy and stressful all of a sudden. Hopefully this weekend I’ll be able to write a few of the NSFW oneshots that will be based off of this headcanon. There will be one for each character! We’re super excited to get back to posting. Thankfully I only have four days of school left! Also tw for a blood mention - Mod MC 

Angst fics so far: Zen Part 1 , Yoosung Part 1, Seven Part 1


  • Zen has been working a lot for the past couple of weeks to the point where you only saw him maybe once a day, if he even came home at all.
  • To distract yourself from how lonely you were feeling, you started to clean his desk and came across an open fan letter.
  • Glancing at the letter you were surprised to see your name show up.
  • I know you must care for her deeply, but as a dedicated fan ever since your first big production, I must say that your acting style has changed. It took me forever to figure it out but I realized that you started to change after you started dating her. She is holding you back. She is poison to your career. I’m just worried about your future…
  • Before you could dwell more on that letter Zen came home, looking very upset.
  • Over dinner your anxiety was slowly taking over all your thoughts, to distract yourself you asked Zen how his day was.
  • “ I had a meeting with the director today, he told me I should take some time off because he felt as if my acting has been off for a while now.”
  • You couldn’t breathe. The glass you were holding slipped out of your hand shattering on the floor.
  • You…you really were affecting Zen. He got reprimanded by his boss because of you. This was all your fault.
  • Resisting Zen when he tried to check you over, you asked him “Zen, am I holding you back?”
  • When he didn’t say anything your worst fears were confirmed.
  • “I am, aren’t I? I’m the reason you are struggling, it’s all my fault.”
  • “Wh-what MC, no! What are you saying? Stop saying ridiculous things and let me look at your hand.”
  • When you resisted him again Zen’s frustrations washed over him and he started to yell
  • You have never had Zen ever raise his voice at you, it scared you. This is all your fault, trying to make him understand you raised your voice too, soon enough both of you were yelling at each other but you couldn’t seem to stop.
  • “I-I think we should break up. You are being stubborn and blinded by your love for me, the truth is I’m holding you back. I’m sorry, but this is for the best. Zen please don’t make this harder than it has to be.” With tears flowing down your face you turned around walking towards the door
  • You felt Zen grab your arm, “MC please, please don’t do this. Please don’t walk out on me. I’m sorry I yelled before, but please don’t leave me.” His voice cracking.
  • Your heart shattered as you pushed his hand off your arm. Without looking back you walk out the door and before the door completely shuts you whisper “I’m sorry Zen.”


  • It had been a really bad week for the both of you.
  • Yoosung had just failed another exam it was the third one this week.
  • You had messed up a presentation and gotten yelled at by your partner in front of the entire class which lead to you crying in the bathroom afterward
  • You came home to your shared apartment in a wreck, crumpled up paper balls, empty bags of chips, and soda cans everywhere.
  • You did a double take, is this sevens apartment?
  • Curious you picked up one of the crumpled up papers and smoothed it out.
  • Your eyes were drawn to the giant “F” marring what seemed to be an old exam paper.
  • You started to pick up the other papers that was like a trail of failure leading you to Yoosung who was venting his frustrations on LOLOL.
  • Your self-control was about to snap.
  • Trying to keep your anger in check you said, “Yoosung, what is this, did you fail all your exams?”
  • Without even looking up from his game he answered nonchalantly, “Hmm? Oh yeah, I probably should have listened to the lectures haha.”
  • You started to raise your voice. “Yoosung, this is not a joke. How many exams have you failed? This is ridiculous. At this rate, you are going to have to take summer classes, or maybe even have to redo the entire year. WILL YOU STOP PLAYING FOR ONE SECOND?”
  • In a fit of rage when Yoosung still didn’t look up from his damn game, you went over and unplugged the computer.
  • “MC, WHAT THE FUCK? I was in the middle of a big boss battle, the guild was relying on me. Why would you do that?” Yoosung yelled back.
  • This only angered you further and you started to yell louder.
  • “This is not acceptable, how are you going to get anywhere if you don’t start caring about your grades and get serious. Stop acting like a child and grow up.” As soon as you said the words you saw hurt flash across Yoosung’s face.
  • You immediately regretted your words, you didn’t mean to be so harsh.
  • “Oh Yoosung…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry. Today has been really ba-” Before you could even finish your sentence Yoosung was bolting out of the room, moments later you heard the door slam shut.
  • You slumped onto the floor head in your hands as tears started to fall from your face.
  • You remembered that is was your birthday.
  • Today was officially the worst day ever.


  • You walked in for your shift at the coffee shop only to see Jaehee giggling with a customer. 
  • Usually, it wouldn’t bother you but she was very clearly flirting.
  • She continued to flirt with them even after you had greeted her.
  • She even gave them their coffee for free.
  • When he was done he reached over the counter and lifted her hand to his mouth, kissing it gently.
  • W h a t t h e f u c k.
  • Jaehee’s cheeks were dusted with pink and usually, you would think it was adorable but you were furious right now.
  • That was your fiance that he just had his lips on and she didn’t even pull away.
  • You didn’t say anything until you got home that evening.
  • “Who was that guy you were flirting with Jaehee?”
  • “I’m not exactly sure who you’re referring to MC.”
  • “Look Jaehee, I can tolerate your obsession with Zen but what you did today was not okay.”
  • “I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”
  • You were getting irritated at this point, why did she continue to deny it.
  • “You fucking gave him free coffee, and you kept giggling at his jokes. You didn’t even say hello to me until I came up and interrupted. It was like I wasn’t even there.”
  • “Oh. That was just a guy I graduated with. MC you really shouldn’t get so jealous.”
  • You began to raise your voice,”Maybe I wouldn’t have to if you actually gave a shit and acted like you liked me in public.”
  • “We have on matching engagement rings, and I usually kiss you when you come to work. I’m not sure where this is coming from MC.”
  • “I think I need some time to think and clear my head. I’m going on a walk. Don’t wait up.”


  • Luciel had been working non-stop for 5 days straight
  • Because he was so stressed he had regressed to his bad habits of not eating or sleeping properly.
  • You were getting super worried but he wouldn’t listen to you at all.
  • After all your begging he finally agreed to take a small nap but made you promise to wake him up after 2 hours
  • After he finally passed out from exhaustion you called Vanderwood yelling at him to stop working Luciel to death.
  • During the call, Vanderwood didn’t say anything at and you were proud of yourself thinking you were helping.
  • Luciel woke up and got back to work but before he could get too far into work he got a call.
  • The call went on for a long time and at one point he looked up at you in shock and after his face only got angrier.
  • “MC, do you know who I was just talking to on the phone?” he said in a deathly quiet voice.
  • “That was Vanderwood, and he said the funniest thing to me. He said that I shouldn’t be in this line of work if I can’t handle the pressure.” His started raising his voice  
  • “I was pretty shocked when he said that and when I asked what he was talking about he told me that instead of having my girlfriend yell at him about my workload I shouldn’t take on more than I think I can handle. Now, why would he say that?”
  • “Luciel I was just worr-” You started to say but stopped when you saw his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.
  • “NO MC YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO DO THAT. I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THOUGHT. I THOUGHT WE HAD MADE THIS CLEAR. I KNOW WHAT I CAN HANDLE.” You’ve never seen him this angry before and you were scared.
  • Tears were forming in your eyes “ Luciel stop you’re hurting me.” When he still wouldn’t let go you shoved him off of you.
  • “I just thought I was helping you. Because of work you haven’t been eating or sleeping properly. I was only thinking about you.” You started to raise your voice as well.
  • “I don’t need you here MC, I don’t want your help. Stop interfering with my work and leave me alone.” When seven finally looked up at you his face fell upon seeing the pain on your face
  • It felt as if your heart stopped beating. Your mind kept replaying the words “I don’t need you here.”  
  • “Y-you don’t mean that do you Luciel? I know you are upset but this isn’t funny.” When he didn’t respond your heart shattered. You started to cry harder.
  • “Well, if that’s how you really feel then I guess this is it then.” You turned towards the door you weren’t welcome here anymore.
  • Right before you turned the doorknob you stopped and you prayed that your voice wouldn’t waver again.
  • “Goodbye Seven” and you walked out of the door your heart breaking as the door shut behind you.

-Mod DK


  • Jumin had been away for a week on a business trip .
  • You were bored and lonely.
  • The two of you facetimed and texted of course so it wasn’t completely awful.
  • He wasn’t due home for at least two more days.
  • You decided to get a little drunk.
  • Jumin had refused your offer to sext him the other night saying he didn’t want any photos.
  • He had used the excuse that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate in his meetings if he saw them.
  • You were more than a little bitter.
  • You were half a bottle of wine deep when the door slammed shut.
  • You froze. No one should be in the penthouse.
  • “MC, come here.”
  • That was Jumin’s voice, what was he doing home so soon.
  • You made your way into the living room and saw him standing there. His coat was already off and his tie was loosened. He was in the process of folding up his sleeves.
  • “MC, explain yourself.” He gestured to the nearly empty bottle of wine.
  • Maybe you had drunk a little bit more than you originally thought.
  • You shrugged, “Don’t wanna.”
  • “MC” He said warningly.
  • “Geez, who pissed in your cereal this morning?” you slurred.
  • “The merger didn’t go so well, the CEO of the other company turned out to be a hack.”
  • You giggle, the word hack just sounded so funny.
  • “It’s not funny MC, Go to bed, I don’t want to deal with this tonight.”
  • That stung.
  • “You can’t control me Jumin.”
  • He ran his hand through his hair, getting more frustrated by the second.
  • He approached you, you weren’t quick enough to get out of his way.
  • He grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eyes. His voice was nearly a growl, ”I assure you that I can and will control you if I so please. Now go. to. bed. I won’t tell you again.”
  • You felt a twinge of fear at his tone. It must have shown on your face because Jumin quickly stepped away from you.
  • The two of you had agreed that Jumin could only behave like this in certain situations with clear boundaries and never when either of you were the least bit intoxicated.
  • “I- MC, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let my frustration get the best of me.”
  • You were nearly sober at this point, “Jumin, I-I think maybe you should sleep on the couch tonight.”


  • The two of you usually shared household chores.
  • Today, however, V was really busy with a job. He was currently in his office sorting through tons of pictures and would most likely be in there for the rest of the day.
  • You decided to take up his half of the chores.
  • This required you to water his small collection of cacti. He only watered them once a week and today was the day.
  • You were watering and talking to each one.
  • when you turned to water his favorite one, you tripped. You weren’t usually very clumsy.
  • You tried to catch yourself with your arm but you ended up landing arm first directly on the cactus.
  • You picked yourself up and dusted yourself off before inspecting the damage.
  • The cactus was squashed. V was going to be so upset.
  • Your arm began to sting as you heard the door to his office open. You saw splinters in your arm but hid it behind your back. Out of sight, out of mind. I’ll deal with this in a minute.  
  • He huffed and you heard him mumble, “none of the shots are right.”
  • He sounded irritated to say the least. As he rounded the corner the mess came into view
  • His eyes locked on the squashed cactus.
  • “V, I can explain.”
  • “Why are you so careless MC?” His voice came out harshly.
  • “You knew that was my favorite cactus, Rika gave it to me. Why did you feel the need to destroy it.”
  • Rika, the name stabbed at your heart just as it always did.
  • oh,  so that’s why the cactus was so special to him.
  • Your eyes stung with unshed tears as he continued to question why you squashed the cactus.
  • Your arm burned as you reached up to rub at your eyes.
  • His eyes moved to your arm, noticing the spines.
  • “You’re bleeding, MC, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be like that, this job is just so damn difficult. None of the shots are coming out right. Come on, let me help you.”
  • “Don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”
  • V reached out for you from his kneeling position on the floor but you walked past him and locked yourself in the bathroom not listening as he begged you to come out.


  • He had begun to fall into some bad habits.
  • You had encouraged him to make friends outside of the RFA.
  • You didn’t mean for him to find friends that would cause him to engage in risky behavior. They were a terrible influence.
  • One day he came home and he was completely out of it, that was the last straw.
  • You asked him what he took but he just shrugged and ignored you. You felt completely helpless.
  • Seven was out of town on business so you had no one to help you with this issue.
  • Once Saeran began to sober up you gently sat down beside him on the couch.
  • “Saeran, we need to talk.”
  • “If you’re going to dump me, just do it MC.”
  • You were shocked. “Is that what you want Saeran?”
  • “It wouldn’t surprise me to be honest. All you’ve done for the past month is bitch at me.”
  • You held back the tears that threatened to spill out and got up from the couch. You needed to take a walk.
  • When you got back from your walk Saeran was no longer in the living room.
  • You sat down on the couch and closed your eyes, rubbing your temples and thinking about you next move. You had to fix this somehow, even if it wasn’t you fault.
  • You would never give up on him.
  • You heard a distant thud sound all of a sudden. The noise repeated a few times so you got up to find the source.
  • You heard the noise getting louder as you came to the door of the room you shared with Saeran.
  • You opened the door right as he threw the last knife. You didn’t even know he owned throwing knives.
  • The knife wizzed past you and he locked eyes with you.
  • He looked completely sober now as he rushed towards you.
  • “MC, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I never meant to - “
  • His words faded to background noise as you felt something warm run down your cheek. Were you crying?
  • You tried to wipe it away only to have your fingers come away covered in red.
  • ah , so the knife grazed me.
  • You looked in the mirror in the room and saw a gash that looked to be about an inch long.
  • Everything came back into focus. Saeran was freaking out.
  • “MC, let me fix this, please. I can fix this.”
  • He was pleading with you but all you could focus on were your shaking, red, fingers.
  • Saeran went to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit and while he was down the hall you turned towards the door.
  • And you ran.
  • You ran from the house as fast as you could, not paying attention to Saeran screaming your name behind you.

-Mod MC

PS ~ A Peter Parker Story that Begins with Notes (Part Two)

Pairing: Peter Parker x Female Reader

Summary: Peter misses class, and a classmate offers to share notes. They start passing notes back and forth and develop friendship. In this installment: The date! That’s all you get I refuse to spoil xoxo

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, and nervous Peter

Word Count: 2385

A/N: This is more than likely gonna be the final unless Ava manages to convince me otherwise. Hope you enjoy it!

New to PS? Find the first part here!

“What the fuck do I wear?” Peter started hyperventilating to Ned the moment his nervousness became greater than his excitement.

“Dude, I dunno. Where are you planning on taking her?”

Peter mulled over the question. “I have no idea… Maybe someplace with a lot of variety, since I have no idea what she likes… So like O’Charley’s or something?”

“That place has the best rolls.”

Peter nodded in agreement, saying, “O’Charley’s it is.” A short pause. “Okay but what the fuck do I wear?”

Cue two boys who have no idea how to impress girls comparing outfits in similar fashion to a Hollywood movie, with lots of yelling from Peter. He was…very stressed.

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Alexander Nylander - Permission Part Ten

Word Count: 1818

Warnings: Cursing

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten

The following three weeks in Sweden were spent rebuilding your relationship. You didn’t let Alex off the hook completely. Still being upset from what happened. You made him work for your forgiveness, as you should have. He took every second he could to make you feel loved and appreciated. Not disappointing you once. You guys finally had some time to go out on personal dates. Spend time alone together in the house, and sometimes out on their boat. Alex was passionate about his home town. Showing you all his favorite places that you’ve heard in his stories over the phone.

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On Your Right - Bucky Barnes x Reader (Part 3)

A/N: Hey ya’ll, I hope you’re still enjoying these because writing them is the only thing keeping me sane. So here you go part 3. 

Part 1 | Part 2 

Summary: More movie night fluff. Some Steve Rogers adoration because why not? 

Rating: T (to be safe) language? 

Characters/Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Roger, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov 

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Word Count: 1467

You were the first one back from your break between Two Towers and Return of the King. Munching on popcorn, you settled into the corner of the sectional wrapping yourself in a giant blanket, finally opening your messages from the day. You chuckled as you read Steve’s increasingly irritated, borderline panicked texts. After that, you opened Sam’s message begging you to check in so Steve would stop pacing. Then you noticed that there was an unread message from Bucky.

Hey, Doll, wanna get some sightseeing in today?

You reread it several times in confusion, checking the time stamp. It had come in just after you told them you were heading back to the tower this morning. Why would he ask you to hang out if he had a date planned? And why wouldn’t he have just asked you when you were together?

You would have spent more time trying to figure those answers out, but Wanda messaged the group chat you had with her and Nat.

Wanda: Hey ladies. Just landed in London.

Y/N: Good! How was the flight?

Wanda: Uneventful. Pietro still hates being confined for so long. He can get quite annoying in small spaces.

Y/N: He can get quite annoying in large spaces. :P

Wanda: Fair enough.

Natasha: No missions to Asia for him any time soon then.

You cringed at the thought of the twenty-seven hour flight you had taken to Vietnam the year before. The country was beautiful, but getting there from the East coast took forever.

Natasha: Y/N, what are you doing up?

Wanda: Is it late? Time zones always screw me up.

Natasha: Not here. But it is in D.C.

Nat was in L.A. on assignment with Tony.

Y/N: Movie night with the guys. Lord of the Rings extended version.

Wanda: Ooh, movie night! Does that mean cuddle with Bucky night?

Y/N: No!

Natasha: I heard a rumor you and he went on a date today.

Wanda: A date?! Spill it, Y/N! How could you have not told us?

“On your right,” Bucky rumbled in your ear as he vaulted over the back of the sectional and settled in next to you.

You quickly hit the lock button on your phone and shoved it between the cushions. If Bucky noticed the action, he didn’t say anything.

“You cold, doll?” he asked eyeing the fleece blanket you had cocooned yourself in.

“A little,” you admitted, noting that he had finally changed out of his date clothes and into a pair of black sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a hoodie.

“You know I could always warm you up,” he offered, tugging at edge of the blanket.

“I’m okay,” you mumbled. “I like the blanket. It’s soft,” you said lamely, Wanda’s teasing still fresh in your mind.

He chuckled, laying his metal arm behind you on the couch.  

“Is that your way of telling me I need to shave?” He asked, running his thumb over his beard.

“No. I like you with scruff,” you admitted, unthinkingly reaching out to brush his jaw with your knuckles.

When his eyes drifted closed and he sighed, you snatched your hand back, embarrassed. You hastily shoved both your hands under the blanket, shimmying it up to your chin.

“Well, that’s good to know, doll,” he muttered, eyes open and fixed on you.

“What’s good to know?” Steve asked, plopping down beside you.

“That Y/N does not, in fact, realize that she mouths the words to the movie,” he explained casually, meeting your eyes for a moment, smirking, and then looking at Steve.

“I do not!”

“Yes you do,” he argued playfully. “And you make faces like you’re trying to actually be the characters.”

“As long as you don’t do it out loud, it’s fine by me,” Sam remarked sinking down on Steve’s other side.

“I think it’s cute,” Steve commented, smiling easily at you.

“Only because you do the same thing,” you teased.  

“You’re not wrong, Y/N.”

“Shall we?” You asked.

Bucky grabbed the remote off the coffee table and hit play, sitting back down so his left side was pressed against you and you could feel the heat radiating off of him. Soon you were too warm for the blanket. You attempted to stealthily kick it off, but you quickly realized you had managed to unintentionally swaddle yourself and couldn’t even get your arms out. Steve noticed you squirming and shot you a confused look.

“You alright over there, Y/N?”

“I’m fine,” you huffed out, continuing your attempt to wriggle yourself out of the blanket.

After a few minutes, you gave up and Bucky let out a low chuckle.

“Did you need a hand, doll?” he whispered, eyes full of amusement.

“No,” you gritted out, tugging even harder.

Bucky let you struggle for a few more minutes before you felt his arm clamp tight around your waist. Lifting you easily, he untangled you from the blanket, tossing it on the end of the sectional and tucking you back into his side.

“Thanks,” you grumbled, embarrassed.

“Any time, doll.”

“Will you two at least keep your cuddling quiet?” Sam requested, making you blush.

You debated arguing that you weren’t really cuddling, but your current position was against you. You were all but sitting in Bucky’s lap with his arm wrapped around you. Deciding the warmth and physical comfort of Bucky outweighed your embarrassment, you didn’t argue. Instead you mumbled an apology to Sam and Steve and tugged Bucky’s arm tighter around your waist.  Even in the dark, you could see him smile as he gave you a quick squeeze.

Your eyes started drooping about an hour into the movie, but you struggled against them. Bucky was certainly not helping, he had started rubbing small soothing circles up and down your arm. You rejoiced when you heard Sam snore before you passed out, but that was the last thing you knew for sure happened.

After that, you weren’t quite sure if the rest of the conversations you heard were real or dreams.

“So she likes you scruffy?” you thought you heard Steve ask with a laugh.

“Shut up, punk. I knew you were listening.” Bucky chuckled back.

“It’s entertaining. What can I say? So who’s this dame who never showed? I thought you were asking [he must have mouthed the name, because you didn’t hear it] out today…”  

Sam snored loudly in the background. And Bucky ran his metal fingers through your hair.

“I was. I did. But she didn’t reply so I thought she blew me off. When she never came back from her run, I went and found her. She seemed happy enough to spend some extra time with me.”

“So you took her on a date without her knowing it was a date?” Steve clarified.

You felt Bucky shrug, “Essentially.”

“And you couldn’t have told me she was safe?”

“Sorry, buddy. Once I was with her, I got a little distracted.”

“You’ve got it bad.”

You had no clue if you were dreaming but you guessed you were, considering what seemed like moments later Sam Wilson was arguing with Samwise Gamgee about who was more heroic while Legolas ate pizza in the background.

You woke cradled in Bucky’s arm as he picked you up off the couch.

“I can walk,” you mumbled around a yawn.

“Yeah, right.”

“If you can walk, you can run,” you heard Steve tease. “Go put on your workout clothes.”

You opened your eyes to glare at him, but found yourself slack-jawed at the sight of him. The early morning sun made his hair glow golden as he laid the blanket you had abandoned over Sam.

“You look like an angel, Stevezie. All golden.”

You heard his deep chuckle, but couldn’t force your eyes open to look at him.

“Get her to bed, Buck. She’s delusional.”

Bucky curled you closer to his chest and bent down to pick something up. Reflexively, you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep from falling, not that you ever thought he would drop you. You were barely jostled as he carried you to the elevator, hitting the button for your floor with his elbow.

Nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck, you felt the scratch of his beard on your cheek.

“Really do like you scruffy,” you mumbled into his skin.

“I’m glad. I’ll keep it in mind the next time I shave.”

You heard the smile in his voice. Before you knew it, you felt the softness of your mattress.

“Get some sleep, doll.”

“You too. Stay scruffy, Bucky,” you mumbled, laughing at your own joke a little too hard.

You could have sworn you felt Bucky brush his lips against your forehead as he pulled the blanket over you. The possibility left you grinning as you fell into a deep sleep.

Tags: @bexboo616, @shitty-imagines-95, @spookyscaryscully, @chamongangae

A/N: Happy Monday everybody. Here’s some Bucky fluff for ya. Hope you enjoyed it. The big lug just won’t get out of my head, so keep your eyes peeled for more. Tags are open! Feedback is lovely, kindness appreciated. 

Part 4 

fic rec time!

It’s three days into the New Year of 2017, seconds will be ticking by as we write/read/breathe/blink, and an orange turd will be rolling into the White House with its golden ferrari soon. Thus, I am providing a huge list of recommendations for various fan fiction stories across many fandoms, just for you guys. <3 

(Disclaimer: I have loved almost every fic I’ve read, so there is no favourite and no lesser author/story than the other. Please know that if I don’t recommend a fic or author, I still love you, your writing, and your beautiful hearts.)


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Regret by fanofthisfiction 

Summary: Sasuke knows his absence has deeply hurt his daughter Sarada. Now that he’s back, the challenges of mending broken ties is what he must face. An emotional journey with ties to religious concepts along the way.

- Of the hurt/comfort genre, but infinitely deeper and more complex than the classification itself. I love the complexity of each and every character in this story, and the way they deal with their respective trauma and grief. fanofthisfiction is unique in that they add their own take on the Naruto-verse into the story, namely religious concepts, that tie incredibly well into the overarching, highly-intricate nature of the plot. A great read. 

6 Months with the Hyuuga Family by Whipped Coffee

Summary: To be loved by someone, by anyone, it makes life shine, like this. -AU-

(The plot is quite literally, and effectively, summed up by the title) 

- One of the first AU stories that I’ve read in Naruto, and also heartbreakingly unfinished. There is some star-quality character development in this story, as well as beautifully written prose and a divine love line between the lovely NejiTen. I have read this story over and over and over again, and I highly recommend it to everyone in the squadron of NejiTen shippers, and anyone else who I have yet the pleasure to meet. 

Secret Life of Teachers by tabine 

Summary: Romance is a bit difficult to do when you spend a majority of your time within fifty feet of the object of your affections and somehow still don’t quite understand that you’re falling in love with them, if only because being a full-time high school teacher while taking graduate school courses takes precedence over everything else. A Nejiten high school teachers AU

- It goes without saying, @tabine is the supreme ruler of sassy, hilariously-written AUs. I haven’t laughed this much when reading a story in ever, so I highly recommend this read, not only because it’s fantastic inside-out, but also because it’s raw and real and relatable. Teachers aren’t two-dimensional beings that are there for the sake of enforcing rigid disciplinary practices. They have post-grad work to do, they’re struggling to pay the rent in their apartment, they exist outside of classroom doors, and they are ultimately human beings. 

Phone Calls by winternightlullaby

Summary: Hey! It’s Sakura! Sorry I’m not on the phone right now, but leave a message and I’ll try to get back to you! Bye! ‘Beeeeeep’ “It’s Sasuke. I-I wanted to tell you that I miss you. I’m sorry about what happened those few days ago. I want to explain myself, but talking through the phone isn’t the best way. You still have the spare key to my house, I’ll be waiting.” AU

- I thoroughly enjoyed this back in 2012, when it was still in the process of being written. It’s absolutely fabulous, with some hilarious scenes and a great development in plot and in character. Everyone is utterly loveable, in my opinion, because they’re flawed and mostly try their best to make their way through life one step at a time. Highly recommend. 

Venus or Themis by NessieGG

Summary: [NejiTen AU, Story 3 of the New York Society series] It seems doubtful that Neji Hyuuga, an upper level attorney, could make a relationship work with his latest client, rising arms consultant Tenten Long. It’s the personal choices that make the difference

- Because every single line was artfully written and laced with the author’s voice. I honestly felt like the scenes playing out were CW-level (in the good way), and thereby fabulous with a hint of swoon-worthy romanticism. I would’ve liked to read more of it, because the story was a bit rushed at the end to me, but it’s still fantastic nonetheless, and completed, which is also good. 

one and twenty by twinquies

Summary: AU. The numbers are still fresh on her mind — Nejiten & SasuSaku.

- There’s only one chapter so far, but in this chapter, there are 7126 words of intrigue, mystery, a dash of dystopia, romance, and a huge amount of horrifying nuances towards the nature of human breeding factories. This may or may not have been @asiantwinkies‘s intention, but I still love this particular (unfinished) AU because it’s so jarringly real. Highly recommend it, and highly expecting another chapter from twinquies. :) 

Special shout-outs: 

@fruitysmellz who has a wealth of stories on FFN that are filled with NejiTen goodness. They’re retired from the life of fanfics now, and a veteran, but their stories are still locate-able online. 

@keroribbit for their exemplary writing growth, as displayed through all of their stories. Chichue is a personal favourite of mine because it’s adorable, but they’ve written a load of one shots (as well as a Gakuen Alice AU, or two) as well. 

@giada-luna because all of her stories, whether they are one-shots in a collection, or multi-chapter fics, have a rich, highly-researched foundation that allows her to explore all of her characters and settings and universes to the fullest. 

Young Justice

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A Cinderella Story by KairiAngel13

Summary: After the unexpected death of her mother and the abandonment of her older sister, Artemis is uprooted and forced to live with an abusive father. Are a red-headed track star and a simple arrow the keys to bringing her a “Happily Ever After?” Warning: Mentions of Child Abuse and Suggestive Sexual Themes. Spitfire Multiple Parings, AU. COMPLETE

- While the title and overall plot is reminiscent of Hillary Duff’s A Cinderella Story, this one is in no way as lighthearted and adorable as the movie itself. One must absolutely ensure that they’re prepared for the various, highly mature themes that are explored in this story, as they may or may not come out emotionally scarred by Artemis’ plight. That being said, domestic abuse is something that is hidden behind closed doors and a taboo by the media. It is very real, and very traumatic to millions of people around the globe. I love this story because not only does it illustrate the immediate and subsequents effects of trauma on children, it shows that people often struggle to cope with their ordeals. (Also, there is a sequel story.)

Parenthesis by knottedblonde

Summary: “She tries to put a lot of words into the kiss, words she isn’t brave enough to say out loud: She’ll stand by him because she cares about him, and if there’s anything he’s taught her it’s that when you care about people, really care about them, you don’t leave. Not forever.” Sequel to my other story, Artemisia. Artemis-centric; the gap between Season 1 & 2. M in later chapters.

- Definitely read Artemisia before Parenthesis, or else you’ll be completely lost with the story. knottedblonde writes like a poet, follows the canon storyline incredibly well, provides her readers with more insight into the characters of Young Justice (namely, Artemis) and also brings her own ideas to the table as well. I follow Parenthesis religiously, because that 5-year timeskip has left so many questions unanswered, and she’s answering all of my questions, and then making me cry and laugh and cry again, several times over. So, a good read. 

A Hogwarts Story by girlwiththeblackinkpen

Summary: Harry Potter, re-imagined with the YJ characters. An old story being edited and reposted.

- Obligatory Harry Potter AU recommendation. I also LOVE it, for obvious reasons, so you should absolutely get on it right now. 

Ferte in Noctem by Satellites on Parade

Summary: "So you haven’t been sorted yet, then?“ Conner asked. Artemis shrugged, fiddling with her robes. "No,” she replied. “It’s the first on my to-do list, though.” Hogwarts AU.

- Now, @brella has a massive collection of YJ stories, all of which are beautifully-written, with a great representation of each character and their respective backstories (canon or not). I’m recommending this one because I’m a nerd and I love Harry Potter, but as a fan of her work, I’m also inserting:

Royally Flushed because of the AU and because it’s relatable and achingly introspective. Artemis is a teen, she’s still learning about her place in society and who she is, and her life hasn’t been that great, but being made a princess overnight isn’t going to solve all her problems because she’s got to figure them out herself. The themes of friendship, self-identity, cultural identity, and familial bonds are explored thoroughly. 

* The Next Great Adventure because we’re all devastated by (SPOILERS) Wally’s ceasing, and we all want him to come back from wherever he is, so the writers should read this story and follow the exact plot line so that we can all feel happy that spitfire is back and learning how to deal with one of the most horrifying moments of their lives. 

This is the Why by icanhearyouglaring

Summary: It has to be a trick of the mind, or indigestion from last night’s Big Belly Burger, because there is absolutely no way Wally West could have that kind of an effect on her. Ever. (A Spitfire high school AU)

- @icanhearyouglaring has many stories as well, all of which can be found in the links provided, and are also stellar, platinum-quality, fabulous, sassy, and incredibly well-written. I love this for the character growth and the complicated histories of each character. In fact, I think it’s safe to say that one’s life isn’t complete until they make their way through the entire story, and then all the other stories in their collection, and then some more. 

Crock Investigations by eliestarr

Summary: "It’s been six months since her father’s arrest, and Artemis Crock is tired of finding red spray paint on her car.“ or, a Veronica Mars AU, starring our favourite archer and Crock Investigations.

- Mystery is a hard genre to pull off without sounding overly-trope-y and cliche, but eliestarr does that, and then some more. Artemis is undeniably strong, but she’s also young and still vulnerable to the hardships of society as a whole. This story shows both of these sides to her character, which I adore.

Harry Potter

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Newton’s Improbabilities by ksuzu

Summary: You romance a Porpentina the same way you mate a Horntail. With utmost care. [Anthology. Latest: Singing You Know Where]

- As is the case with most authors, ksuzu has written many, many more fbawtf stories. This one is just as great as the others, and it has a great one-shot collection of Newt’s efforts to romance Tina, so 1000% read it. 

milk and honey, tea and scones  by Ali Summerset 

Summary: Newt’s a barista who doesn’t like coffee, Tina’s a RA who likes to bend the rules, Queenie loves to matchmake, and Jacob’s just along for the ride. [University/Coffeeshop AU]

- It’s cute, it has a great representation of each and every character there is, and it has the same exhilarating dynamic between the Fearsome Foursome as the movie does. <3 

Commentarius by B.C. Daily

Summary: Lily has always considered herself ordinary. But as she enters her 7th year, things start changing and Lily starts going a bit mad. Suddenly, she’s Head Girl, her mates are acting strangely, and there’s a new James Potter she can’t seem to get rid of. PRE-HBP

- @bcdaily is one of the many go-to people for Lily-James fics, but they’re great in that each of their stories explores different angles of Lily and James’ respective characters. This one’s unfinished so far, but they and universe have blessed us with a status update on their tumblr page, so there will be more and I am heaps excited. 

The Life and Times by Jewels5

Summary: She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

- Sitting at 10707 reviews, @itreallyatemyhand‘s story has an intricate plot line, great and complex character development and relationships, as well as a somewhat macabre undertone to the onset of Lord Voldemort and the rising war. Unfinished, and unsure if it will be finished, but it’s a great read nonetheless. 

Oh God Not Again! by Sarah1281

Summary: So maybe everything didn’t work out perfectly for Harry. Still, most of his friends survived, he’d gotten married, and was about to become a father. If only he’d have stayed away from the Veil, he wouldn’t have had to go back and do everything AGAIN.

- 429 stories, and a knack for blunt humour in each one. I promise you, this is 50 chapters of hilariousness, addressing almost all the plot holes in Harry Potter, a great deal of fan theories, and just overall a fantastic piece to read if you’re feeling down. 

A Very Decent Man by LadyBaelish27

Summary: Newt comes back to New York with a copy of his book for Tina. But this isn’t the end of a love story; it’s the start of an adventure. After large groups of New Yorkers realize they share identical blank spots and phantom memories, conspiracy theories flourish. The chaos is compounded by rumors of a vicious alligator in the subways. Newt thought he’d come back to New York for a kiss, but nothing’s ever quite that easy. Novel-length action with heavy (read: adult!) Newt/Tina. *COMPLETE*

- The author has a great balance between emotional growth, relationships, romance, adventure, sorrow, sadness, love, and sex, in this story. It’s fantastic to read, with great character dynamics and portrayals that align with the canon-verse incredibly well. Kudos to LadyBaelish27!


Life Coach by Dierhart

Summary: Set while Jane and Daria are in Boston; an unlikely agreement is struck between Quinn and Trent to get his life started in the attempts of turning Daria’s head when she comes back to Lawndale.

Once Upon a Time Turner by Scheherezade06

Summary: A collection of drabbles and scenes of Once Upon a Time characters set at Hogwarts. This is a Captain Swan fanfiction, with Killian Jones cast as a Hufflepuff.

The Fellowship Cafe by Boromerely

Summary: In the campus of Middle-Earth University lies the Fellowship Café, the famous coffee and Legolas’s delicious vegan friendly (who knew?) baked goods. Owned by none other than Gandalf the Grey, the café is the employment place of many of the students, and the greatest place to get a rather decent cup of coffee to get students through the misery of University.

On The Prowl by ghostgirl19

Summary: "I’ll be fine, Alya. It’s only a couple blocks.” “But it’s ten at night, it’s not safe. Especially with that Chat Noir prowling around.” AU

Ruffled by The Punch Lord

Summary: It’s hard being a part of the pureblood society. Especially when your secretly half human. But Adrien liked to think he had it down, that he was in control of his heritage. Well, he was. But a chance meeting with a little witch ruffled him up. Veela!Adrien

Crazy by Ascaisil

Summary: You don’t understand!“ Chopper shouted with tears running through his fur. "Robin’s lost her mind! She’s literally been driven insane!”

Before it Froze by anad

Summary: Elsa and Jack, and their seven years at Hogwarts. AU series of interconnected vignettes

"Hamlet" in Space, & How It Proves K/S

(I tried to keep this as spoiler-free as possible!)

A bit of background – “The Conscience of the King” is a Season One TOS episode based on Shakespeare’s Hamlet, best known for being the Tarsus IV episode. In it, Jim Kirk is forced to confront a face from his past, Kodos the Executioner, who executed half of the colony Tarsus IV due to a famine that threatened the entirety.

Hamlet, for those unfamiliar with the play, is about a Danish prince whose father is murdered by his uncle. Hamlet only knows of the murder because his father’s ghost comes back to tell him, and this sends him on a twisted journey that leads him questioning basically everything.

“The Conscience of the King” follows the play in that it follows a similar plot and specifically proves one of the play’s themes – that using deception and violence, even to avenge loved ones, can only backfire on oneself. In the original play, every character that participates in deception ends up dead. Star Trek is a little more optimistic, thank God.

So how does the crew of the Enterprise fit into Hamlet?

Kirk, forced to confront a ghost from his past, struggles with uncertainty and is torn between taking action or letting the past stay in the past (which could be an interpretation of the line, “to be, or not to be”). He fits the role of the titular Hamlet. Also, Hamlet fakes madness to mask his true intentions, which is similar to how Kirk acts like he’s interested in Lenore to hide his investigation. (Kirk’s deception later becomes more genuine, but it still starts as a deception.)

Kodos is technically dead. He lives on only in Anton Karidian, who is but a pale reflection of the larger-than-life Executioner. Additionally, Karidian’s identity is actually uncertain for most of the play. He is therefore the Ghost; Hamlet is never sure if the Ghost is actually his dead father’s spirit or a wily devil sent to torment him.

Leighton, the dude at the start of the episode who first finds Kodos, fits the role of the guards at the start of Hamlet. He’s the first to find the Ghost and have some understanding of its true nature, and to warn Hamlet/Kirk.

McCoy is Horatio. Horatio is Hamlet’s best friend, and supports all of his decisions no matter how insane they seem. Bones stands by Jim this entire episode, never really wavering from the Loyal Friend Cut-Out, like Horatio. Also, McCoy’s middle name is Horatio, which is really subtle.

Kevin Riley, brash and quick to act, but with the same motives as Hamlet/Kirk, is Laertes. He has just as much reason to shoot Kodos as Kirk. Likewise, Laertes wants to kill Hamlet for the same reasons that Hamlet wants to kill Claudius. Hamlet and Kirk are more hesitant and thoughtful, making Hamlet/Kirk and Laertes/Riley obvious foils.

Lenore Karidian, Kodos’ daughter, is Claudius. Like Claudius, she tries to hide the truth of the Ghost/Kodos through murder. (I believe she even chooses poison to carry out a good portion of her murders.) And like Claudius, her true intentions are revealed at a play. The play’s the thing / Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the King and all that.

So, who’s Spock? (Hint: It proves K/S. :D)

Spock is Hamlet/Kirk’s love interest, Ophelia. Ophelia’s main role in Hamlet is that she’s the first one to realize that something’s up with the dude. Spock fulfills this by being the only one to investigate into Kirk’s odd behavior when the captain has Karidian and the actors brought aboard.

Ophelia is also known for going mad. (She sings creepy songs about flowers and runs away and drowns in a river.) Spock, too, behaves uncharacteristically! This episode, he largely follows intuition rather than logic to figure out what’s bothering Kirk so badly. Even McCoy, who’s prone to emotionalism, is unaware of Kirk’s acting out of character.

Also, it’s worth noting that when Kirk and Lenore start (awkwardly) making out, the scene cuts to Spock looking really sad. I dunno why they do that, because it happens in “The City on the Edge of Forever” (and probably other episodes, too), but it happens.

That’s all I’ve got right now! It’s a great episode and I highly recommend it. :) If I missed anything or if you disagree with one of my points, let me know!!!

(tagging @khangratulations, @lilabolger, and @softespock!!! thanks for actually asking after this!!! y'all made my day!!! :))

(Last bit! Both Hamlet and “The Conscience of the King” do play-ception! Hamlet at one point features a play-within-a-play-within-a-play (the tiny play that summarizes the big play that takes place within the actual play, Hamlet). Star Trek’s play-ception isn’t as grand, but we do see two (2) plays performed within the actual episode, which itself is basically a play.)

anonymous asked:

What soul type(s) do you think the UT,UF, US, and SF bros are most attracted to?

So this is one of my more recent asks and not exactly halloween themed but damn it all @nighttimepixels released SOUL REDACTED (GO PLAY RIGHT NOW) and it got me thinking about soul types so I figured I may as well make those some productive thoughts

Keep in mind this doesn’t mean they would only be attracted to a person of this soul type. Soul types are a broad category and there is a lot of variation of personality within each category. But for each of them I’ve chosen the type that in the most general sense would likely peak their interest

UT!Sans: Oddly enough I kind of struggled with Sans. Maybe it speaks to the versatility of his character but I couldn’t totally see him being innately drawn to any particular SOUL type. However, I think when pressed he tends to be drawn to Justice and Kindness types. Sans deals with too many shades of grey, too many incomprehensible beings and timelines splitting, fracturing, all uniting in a single person that he can only trust. He wants something….simple. Someone who can just live their life. See things in terms of black and white, who can spend time thinking about ways to make others smile. He wants someone he can just come home to at the end of the day, take a nap with, and forget everything making him an old man prematurely.

UT!Papyrus: Personally, I see Papyrus as being drawn to the Perseverance SOUL. This circles back to one simple thing: at heart, Papyrus is a puzzle maker and needs a puzzle solver. He needs someone willing to follow his crazy antics, his complex japes, and his fits of bombast to the very end, so that they can be rewarded with his kind nature and dedication on the other side. In the end, what you need to solve any puzzle is perseverance. You need to be willing to keep chipping away at something until you find the right angle or answer. He has an inherent admiration to anyone who can keep going and going, no matter what deters them, especially when they can do it with a smile on his face. It serves as a good compliment to his hardworking personality while also adding some much needed grounding.

UF!Sans:……..Patience (boos and calls of “self-indulgent!” echo from the audience) Hey, hey! Hear me out. For the record, I debated between this and kindness for a really long time. In fact, I’d go so far as to say he splits about even. He needs a little kindness with his background. But Red, for all his laziness, doesn’t have much patience. When he wants something, he’s not good at letting it come to him. He’ll find shortcuts, tinker, try new angles….or give up. There’s not a lot he holds out for, even most relationships. What he needs is someone willing to wait on him. Who can let him open up at his own pace, accept him as he is and not ask for more than he’s willing to give. Given his temper he’s got a quiet awe for people who are just….able to put up with those around them. Keep calm in the face of overwhelming frustration. It can get a little toxic, with it feeding into his own passivity, but overall it gives him a certain calm he’s been lacking his entire damn life.

UF!Papyrus: Kindness. Again, I went back and forth on swapping the Fell bros traits given that I think they could honestly do with both. But in the case of Boss I feel like Kindness is not only something he’s lacking its something far enough out of his personality range that it has this exotic allure to it. Opposites attract, and all that. Part of it is you’d have to be Mother fucking Theresa to put up with him in the early days. But the other part is that Boss is always fascinated by people who give of themselves for the benefits of others. Its not that he’s never done anything kind, hell, he does a lot that falls under that category, but he’s never been comfortable being open about it. He doesn’t know how to present it without either being kind of a dick about it or a total tsundere. Someone who is just….able be that selfless, to reach out and help others like its their calling…..its his craving and his ideal. He wants to be around that as much as he can. Even if it takes him forever to admit it.

US!Sans: Bravery. One thing dating Blue will never be is boring. His goal is to have as many experiences as he possibly can, and outings with him are not for the faint of heart, considering they encompass everything from cliff jumping to eating roast guinea pigs. Alright moving past stereotypes, Blue is drawn to people with intense courage, people who charge ahead to explore new areas. Because he wants to be right there beside them. Blue wants a partner, a playmate and a sparring partner on some level.

US!Papyrus: For a guy with a laissez-faire attitude towards the truth and hard work, he’s got a weird draw towards Integrity SOULs. Stretch doesn’t really stick to much. He’s got a few basic principles and for the rest, anything goes. He’ll pick what’s convenient, what’s simple, what’s fun. While people with too many FIRM principles can sometimes get on his nerve (*cough* Edge *cough*), its a quality he respects. Stretch has a responsible side, deep down. Mostly towards Blue, but in the end he has an inner moral compass that he’ll rarely, if ever, deviate from, and he appreciates partners who have something similar. How you live your life is up to you, but you should at least be straightforward about it.

SF!Sans: DETERMINATION. Yeah, kind of surprised I got this far without it too. SF!Sans and UF!Papyrus have very similar personalities, but they differ vastly in what they want in a partner. UF!Papyrus wants a yin to his yang, some sweetness to balance out his salt. Black (at least deep down) is more drawn to partners with a will to match his own. Not to say he enjoys being challenged. He wants an ally, not an enemy. But Black appreciates ambition and those with the will to take what they want. Determined SOULs, no matter the cost, will pursue their own wills, and use practically any means to do it. If at all possible he wants to find one with identical goals to his, but if not he is excited to support his partner in their future domination endeavours over their world and their peers.

SF!Papyrus: Justice. Like Stretch, Rus has a pretty strong sense of right and wrong, and his core principle is that people should get what they have coming to them. Out of all the lazybones he’s probably the least Merciful and takes most naturally to his role of judge. Rus is not heartless, and definitely not single minded. Hell, he’s let Sans get away with murder. But he keeps the score. He knows what he owes, and he pays back in full. He in particular appreciates partners who stick up for those who can’t defend themselves. While it stresses the hell out of him to watch, it says something very powerful about his partner. That they are willing to uphold their values and stand by the consequences. He can’t stand someone who takes advantage of helpless things, even if he can’t always do something about it. Unusual for a Fell monster, he’s got honor, and appreciates a partner with the same

anonymous asked:

what are some of your favorite fics for yuri on ice?

i assume since i already answered the “favorite of my own fics” ask, this is a “favorite in general” ask? i’m gonna pick like 10 because i could go on forever this fandom has some amazing fics

  1. Beside the Dancing Sea - lily_winterwood - @omgkatsudonplease​ - He’s finally here in this lovely and quiet little beach cottage, and the rest of the year seems to stretch out infinitely before him. Time will pass, though, and it will pass faster than he realises, but in the meantime he will stop worrying about writer’s block and deadlines and not even having the foggiest clue what his next novel’s going to be about, and live.
    New York Times-bestselling author Viktor Nikiforov arrives in the sleepy seaside town of Torvill Cove to cure his writer’s block. After encountering local wallflower Yuuri Katsuki at a party, he discovers that this mysterious dark-haired man has a couple secrets up his sleeve.
    And Viktor will be damned if he doesn’t find out just what those secrets are.
    (selkie au and author au which i’m crying about forever. fun fact that this is the first fic i ever read for this fandom. forever in water cryptid hell, and lily knows this now. i plan on rereading this fic. soon.)
  2. Eros, and Other Love Stories - FullmetalChords - @phoenixrei​ - Eros. Yuuri understands it in theory, of course. He’s seen what must be hundreds of movies about the very topic, but never really understood them. Never understood why the protagonists of these films make such fools of themselves for sex, or why they fall head over heels in love with the first pretty face they see. He nods and smiles and sighs along with the rest of them… but he’s never related to those characters’ struggles. Not even a little.
    What is wrong with him?

    A character study of Japan’s ace, Katsuki Yuuri.
    (meg already knows that her ace!yuuri character study made me cry, but that doesn’t keep me from reccing it. it’s so beautifully written and amazingly well characterized and executed and all the little details;;; this story will forever be one of my favorites.)
  3. even sinners have hearts - seventhstar - @pencilwalla​ - Alexei Ivanov is watching Yuuri as he lifts the cup to his mouth. His lips part to drink; Yuuri has never wanted to be a mouthful of sake more.
    I have to kill him, Yuuri thinks, and he stands up and announces to the room the time and place of the tour he’s giving tomorrow.
    Or, the one where they’re powered criminals in love. 
    (so this story is very different from a lot in the fandom because of the dark elements to it but i ??? love it so much. yuuri will do anything for viktor and i just ??? it’s so well characterized. give it a try.)
  4. Katsuki Yuuri: Ascended Fanboy - DefiantDreams - @gia-comeatme​ - “And wow, that was a beautiful Viktor—I mean, a beautiful Quad Flip by Viktor.” Yuuri visibly winces and he momentarily covers his face. Morooka glances at him in concern but Yuuri shrugs it off quickly and shakes his head as he continues, “Really, others try to do it, but no one does a Quad Flip quite as well or quite as clean as Viktor—if they even manage to land it.”
    Or:AU where Yuuri goes into commentating instead but he still has a Huge Gay Crush on Viktor Nikiforov and everyone can tell.
    (WHAT A SURPRISE CARY IS RECCING ASCENDED FANBOY AGAIN no but i love this fic so much and i have read it like at least 4 times so. go give it a shot)
  5. all the world’s a stage - braveten - @actualyuuri​ - Everyone has a guilty pleasure.
    For Yuuri, it just happens to be romance movies starring famous heartthrob Victor Nikiforov.
    (And, honestly, on the spectrum of guilty pleasures, he figures that his is on the far, far more innocent side.)
    (i’m weak for actor aus and this one is super well characterized and i love that yuuri isn’t also an actor but still a skater and just ??? everything about this au is great)
  6. never tasted rubies - ebenroot - @ebenroot​ - Phichit puts up a poll on the radio website. It reads ‘What Do U Think About Yuuri K. from Hasetsu Nights and the Mysterious Caller Victor?’
    Seventy-five percent of listeners said ‘lol they should just f*ck already tbh’.

    in which Yuuri is an unwilling radio host and Victor won’t stop calling in to chat with him
    (i’ve read this fic two or three times, actually, too. it’s such a fun fic and a different concept and i love it)
  7. set sail from sense - spookyfoot - @katsukiyuuristrophyhusband - Though he’s rarely seen them framed by the chunky blue glasses he knows Yuuri wears, Victor would recognize those eyes anywhere. His hand instinctively flies to his pocket and palms his phone where his @viknik Twitter account is still open. Thank god his phone has a passcode.(It’s Yuuri’s birthday).“Katsuki,” Yakov nods, one word conveying enough impatience to render the rest of the sentence necessary.“Our marketing department’s noticed the popularity of two—" Yakov looks down at the paper in front off him and frowns, mouth faltering around the unfamiliar words, “role-play accounts on The Twitter for the both of you. They’ve advised me that we should,” he looks at the paper again, “ quote ‘catch that social media lighting in in a bottle,’”.On The Official Yakov Feltsman Scale of Exasperation it’s a solid 7.5._______________________Dancer/Choreographer Katsuki Yuuri and Singer/Songwriter Victor Nikiforov are finally Twitter official. The catch? It’s for the “fake” role-play accounts they use to escape the pressure of their official images — and neither of them know that the “fake” celebrity they’re talking to is actually the real deal.
    (hi i’m cary i’m weak for fandom aus and spooky’s fandom au is unreal. this fic is adorable and perfect and i’m so glad to be reading it basically)
  8. Let Me Sail Across the Sea for There is Never One Who Loved You More Than Me - tothebatcave53 - @tothebatcave53 - Victor has always loved the ocean, he is drawn to it’s beauty and it’s power. He sets out, a simple day in a simple boat with a simple desire to just exist in peace out in the ocean. When Victor wakes it is to the turmoil of the waves, desperate to sink him and his tiny boat into it’s murky depths. It is only the most beautiful hallucination that keeps Victor sane in what he assumes are his last moments.
    (I LOVE MERMAID AUS and i absolutely adore this one. they took the prompt and just made it literally perfect. thank you for cpp for getting this fic into the world, we needed it)
  9. Shooken, Not Stirred - MariaMediaOverThere - "I’m- I’ll- I mean,“ Deep breaths, deep breaths. Don’t look directly into the cute bartender’s eyes- it’s like looking at Medusa! He’ll turn you rock solid!
    Shit- wait. That’s not… "I’d like a-”
    Seung-Gil frantically reads from the menu pinned underneath his elbow.
    (i love seungchuchu and this fic is hilarious. it takes normal seungchuchu/seung-gil tropes and flips them all over. seriously, gve it a shot)
  10. If U Seek Amy - thesleepingsatellite - “YOU SAID NO?” Phichit exclaimed, his voice rising in tone and hysteria. Yuuri turned and watched as Phichit took a deep breath, as if trying to compose himself. “Are you crazy? I mean, you turned down the sex god himself, Christophe Giacometti?”
    In which Yuuri and Chris discuss Britney Spears and Yuuri’s sex life, or lack thereof.
    (hi i really love yuuri/chris, and this fic is a really really really great take on this ship.)

btw any author with a fic on this list who has written more than fic - they’re all amazing. even the ones i haven’t read yet. check them all out. some of these were me “i love the author i need to pick one fic by them tho they didn’t ask for authors”

and like i said i could go on for 5000 years

A little bit of Horrortale Sans

*Sooooo, all this side-blog casual rp stuff has had me thinking of my past rps.  I might dig for some later on, but I clicked through my files and saw that I had a starter saved from when I roleplayed as HT!Sans.  It’s actually the first thing I had ever written for him, and I did it because I was planning on having an HT chapter in BPT and wanted to work on nailing his character.  

I figured I might share it with you guys before I go play some Overwatch for a bit.

They say that true madness comes from repeating the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.  

If that was the case, then they were all mad down here.

The days all seemed to fade and jumble together.  At this point, Sans wasn’t even getting paid for being a sentry, and his brother had finally made it into the Royal Guard–only to desperately want out.  Things had once been different, hadn’t they?  Sure, all the days had still been the same–the same japes, the same napping at a sentry post, the same burg and fries at Grillby’s–but the air had been lighter, lacking the heavy oppression and sense of hopelessness.

And he had once…

*i’m rootin’ for ya, kid.

Who?  What?  
No, he doesn’t have any kids.  He is a skeleton. 
He was mistaken.

Phalanges idly drummed along his sentry post, beside the hot dog he was ‘selling.’  He used to sell plenty of these in Hotland, right before he went on MTT–what?  he’d never been on MTT.  
The phalanges of his free hand scraped along the side of his face; a nervous habit he had picked up somewhere.  


A single blood-red eyelight shifted toward his brother as the incredibly-tall skeleton approached, clutching a bowl in his hands.  Sans tilted his skull slightly, noticing the way Papyrus struggled not to stare at the gaping, jagged hole on the side of Sans’s head.  He wasn’t exactly sure how he had gotten the injury, or how long he’d had it now, but it always seemed to make his brother uneasy when he asked–and the lie Papyrus had spun about Sans slipping and falling had been an obvious fabrication.  His brother may be Great, but he is not a Great liar.  

“yeah bro?”


The lankier skeleton was the single monster that Sans knew that still held onto his upbeat attitude.  It had been Sans’s idea to start adding that ingredient to Papyrus’s spaghetti, and after the first time Sans had helped his brother prepare it, the younger skelebro had been hooked.  Of course, the food seemed to mess with him a little, driving him slightly mad along with Sans, but at least they were well-fed as sentries.  Or… as well-fed as it got in a place with food as scarce as the Underground.  

“if we’re lucky.  maybe one will come through before they pasta way in the ruins this time.”

“THAT ISN’T FUNNY, SANS!”  Papyrus’s bone brows knit together slightly, and Sans stopped drumming his fingers against the wood, watching him.  His brother was bent over at the waist to regard him properly, his jagged, broken, permanently red-stained teeth moving as he spoke.  "M-MAYBE IF I GIVE ONE OF THE HUMANS WE CAPTURE OVER TO QUEEN UNDYNE, SHE’LL RELEASE ME FROM THE GUARD!“

Sans’s expression darkened, his eyelight becoming large enough to fill the entire socket, and he found his palm scraping further up his cheek, his phalange dipping into his unlit eyesocket.  It felt uncomfortable, almost painful even, and he dug his finger in deeper, hooking it around the edge of his skull.  

"no.  she won’t.  and giving someone like her the power of a soul?  don’t think so.  she doesn’t deserve to be a god.”  His fingers went back to drumming against the sentry station, a signal that the subject was closed.  He would sooner die here; it’s not as if getting to the Surface appealed to him anymore.  

There was no going back from this life.

“… YOU’RE RIGHT, BROTHER!  I’LL GO CHECK ON MY PUZZLES JUST IN CASE.  WANT ANY SPAGHETTI?”  Papyrus uncovered the lid, and Sans glanced down at the noodles.  It was true that his brother’s cooking had improved since he stopped taking lessons directly from Undyne and allowed Sans to help, but..

It’s not like Sans could take food from Papyrus.

“nah, i’m full.  had some fried snow earlier, so it’s all yours, bro.”

Papyrus sighed in exasperation, pulling his bowl to his chest.  "YOU ALWAYS HAVE FRIED SNOW.“

"well, it’s snow problem to make.”  His perma-grin widened.  Papyrus groaned as expected and shook his head.  

“WELL, IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND, YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME!”  And with that, Papyrus marched off further down the path, and Sans was left again in silence, with only the drumming of his fingers punctuating it.  

The silence–the waiting at that station–was the most difficult part.  

There were days when his thoughts wandered, and he wasn’t even sure what was real and what wasn’t.  Sometimes, he couldn’t remember what had happened two days ago, but he recalled in vivid detail the first day he had come to Snowdin.  Or there were days when he couldn’t remember why he was even sitting at the sentry station or recall who was beyond the door to the Ruins.

Then there were the pieces of his memory that were gone forever, like his role as a scientist in the Lab.  

He felt his eyesockets beginning to close, and he eased up on the pressure of his fingers inside one of them.  It was so tempting to just nap.. just a little rest.  For as long as he could remember, he had been slacking off at his station, sleeping on the job.  Once, he had been reprimanded without real fire behind the words, but now, there were so many rules.  Sleeping on the job was punishable by dusting, and well..

*all the more reason to sleep.

Just as he started to nod off, hoping to Asgore’s Ghost that it would be a dreamless slumber, he heard a commotion coming from the Ruins.  It sounded like Tori, and Sans leaned over slightly, hoping to be able to hear a little better.  He couldn’t make out anything, but his interest was definitely piqued; if Toriel had a guest, that could only mean that there was a human around.  He’d once made the mistake of letting just how bad the situation in the Underground was slip, and ever since then, Toriel had been a bit.. different.  One could say he’d ruined her life.

And she knew he no longer made promises.  

And she wanted to keep the humans with her forever–no matter the cost–as long as they weren’t captured or devoured.  Some humans managed to escape.  Others, not so much.  He hoped this time would be more like the former… and when he heard the Ruin doors open and shut, his grin widened. He leaned casually with his elbows on his post, fingers drumming a nameless beat he couldn’t remember, and his skull propped up by his other hand.  He stared out unseeingly as he waited, focused, listening for the tell-tale sound of snow crunching underfoot.

The definition of madness is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results.

But what was coming was different.

And Sans could use the break from the madness.

anonymous asked:

Please please do something with Hanzo going through almost a emperor's new groove style bride picking, a touch of the wedding, then the first night together as a finale?

T/N**Husband and Master are the same in japanese, the honoraries however will dictate a different relationship, Goshujin-Sama is more formal, Goshujin-Chan is more playful and lovey

“They all look alike, Genji!” He growled loudly as the women shook and winced at the dragon king of the Shimada family bellowed angrily.

“Brother, they are the most beautiful and lovely women in our ranks, fit for a prince.” He smirked as he eyed a few, their faces burning at the indirect compliments.

“I am no prince.” He growled, “I’ve earned my rank as commander, being eldest is just a perk. I don’t want a spoiled wench who has no idea what hard work is!” He yelled louder, “Bring me the servant girls tonight, all of those whom are presentable by age and have had an exam from the high doctor for being a wholesome female may be judged by me.” He growled simply as he stormed off, Genji sighing.

“Father won’t like this much, will he mochi?” He frowned to the little dragon that slept on his shoulder as he dismissed the girls, handing several his personal card.

You sighed softly as you spread your legs for the doctor who gave you a quick examination to ensure your virginity, ‘His pompous ass highness thinks marrying help like me will make him any better, it’ll bring shame upon his legacy and disgrace to my character to marry such an ass.’ you sighed as you thanked the doctor and pulled back on your robes. In the evening you sat among the only other girls qualified to wed Hanzo Shimada. As he walked in it was as if the air went cold, the master glaring at the pitiful selection as each of you bowed in unison.

“Okaeri Hanzo goshujin sama.” You would all say softly as he walked past each of you, commanding you one by one to stand.

“Her hands are soft, she must be lazy.” He sighed as he nodded to have her taken away, “Her hair is too short, she must be wild…” he continued until he finally came across you, your eyes slightly furrowed at his arrogance expecting his crude remarks before he simply nodded, Genji glancing up as if to say, ‘Are you sure’?

Hanzo nodded once more before walking off, the door closing quietly behind him.

“You are no longer a servant girl, but the future wife of the shimada head. You will bare his sons, and be loyal, this is not up for debate, we shall notify your family and compensate them for this honor.” Genji sighed before smiling and bowing, “Welcome to the family, onee-chan.” he smiled charmingly.

At dinner you and Hanzo sat alone, his face was surprisingly pink, perhaps it was the sake he drank like a child with a fizzy drink.


“H..Husband.” He blushed softly, “Use a playful honorary.”**

“Goshujin-Chan…I thank you for choosing me, but I ask why a servant girl with nothing but the silk on her back.”

“I easily bore of the elite…” He sighed, “Genji has no problem dating celebrities, daughters of gang elites, heiresses, the more stupid a bimbo the more he gets off…I felt I needed a woman who would challenge me, scold me, play with me…” He smiled, “I did not have a long time to choose, I put it off for so many years I’ve reached my deadline as a man.” He sighed, “So I picked the loveliest among he servants, someone I knew who would understand a struggle, know what it is to feel pain or go without yet maintain grace as a woman, and charm as a wife. Someone I would love to mother my child someday.” He said, it was so out of character you couldn’t help but blush and fall for him. Love at first sight is not something of this world, but impression, just maybe.

He spent two weeks courting you before the wedding, getting you accustom to his way of life, you showing him your old ways, it was somewhat of a bliss, something out of a fairy tail as he swept you off your feet.

“I do…” You bowed to your husband on that faithful day as he smiled and lifted your chin to kiss you softly, soft music playing in the background as Genji cheered loudly above the mundane applause of the stuffy aristocracy. Their mother couldn’t help but do the same as Hanzo for once in his life finally looked happy, and as the photographer snapped the picture of you two, Hanzo holding your face and you gazing at him lovingly it was the first any had ever captured Hanzo happy on camera.

The wedding night while beautiful and elegant had both of you in a dreamlike state, it was as if it flowed by like a feather in the breeze, bringing you two to the big moment. Consummating the union. Hanzo sat on the bed as you walked in, your face burning as you sat across from him, removing your robe gently to expose your breasts, his face burning as his eyes widened at the size, Kimonos weren’t the best to compliment figures and the slender size of your waist was often hidden by thick obi, you caught him completely by surprise as he felt himself throbbing, his eyes lidding into a gaze as he pulled you onto his lap to kiss you eagerly, your body melting against him as his tongue pressed against yours, his rock hard erection grinding against you with each growl as his brown eyes began to glow a soft blue, his tattoo doing the same as he leaned down, lips parting before biting down onto your neck roughly, newly exposed fangs digging in as you whimpered under him.

This was how all Shiimada women had to be marked, the male would bare his crest and his inner dragon would forever make her part of him so she could one day bare his sons to be future dragon. When he finished he leaned up to kiss you again, forcing the taste of your own blood against your lips as his feral instinct kicked in, pushing you into the bed as he tore apart your robes to kiss down your ample breasts, taking in a nipple to lick before panting against you with a hot breath.

“H..Hanzo…” You blushed as he kissed lower, your stomach covered in a thin trail from his tongue. “S..stop it’s embarrassing..” You panted as he spread your legs, inhaling your scent with a growl before leaning in to stroke his tongue against you eagerly, licking up and down with an eager groan while his hand began to jerk himself off until he could wait no longer. In an instant he was above you, pressing in without hesitation as your eyes teared up and your lip bled from biting down, he was too big and you were a virgin.

“Don’t cry…” He finally spoke as he kissed your cheek before wiping your tears. He almost looked demonic, horns protruding from his head and fangs from his mouth as he leaned down and continued to kiss you gently before thrusting in. The heat from your body causing him to groan with impatience before he finally lost it, holding you down and fucking you senseless, the expressions of being fucked silly on your face causing him to get more and more rough until he finally slammed in, releasing his seed deep inside you with a loud growl.

In the morning you awoke to the warmth of your husband’s chest and a pain between your legs as he slept angelically. You couldn’t help but kiss his cheek with a content sigh before looking down at the pink crest on your rib, you were a Shimada now, a pale white dragon etched into your skin with lotus blossoms decorating it’s body.

Several weeks later Genji and their mother smiled and peeked through the window as Hanzo lifted you happily to the news that you were carrying his child.

Asphalt Saviors, Pt. 5

Jared Padalecki x Reader

Characters: Reader, Jared, Cal (OMC), Liam (OMC, mentioned)

Word Count: 1.1K


Summary: Jared Padalecki is a successful actor with millions of fans around the world. But as an unmarried 35 year old bachelor, he wishes he could share his success with someone special. He truly believes he’ll be single forever, until he witnesses a robbery in progress.

[[This is a work of fiction. No hate/disrespect intended towards Genevieve or the Padalecki children. For this purpose of this series, Gen was never on Supernatural and therefore never met Jared.]]

Catch Up Here: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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Valter/Odin C-S Support

Written by  airlock


Valter: Aaah, glory gushes red! A sight that feeds my very soul… but not for long enough. I still hunger!

Odin: (… Whoooa! I can’t let that guy outdo me!)

Odin: My blood aches for battle! I can no longer control my spell hand! Where are the enemies? Do they dare appear before Odin Dark?

Valter: Hm? What could that noise be…?

Odin: There they are! Prepare yourselves for my signature attack of ultimate violence! Shaaaadoooooowwww…… DRAAAAAGÖÖÖÖÖÖNNN!!!

Emblian Soldier: AAAAGH!

Valter: My, what exquisite suffering…

Odin: Haha, thanks! The umlauts add 2+ Dark Power, see? I think it’s because there are two dots. I’ve been trying to add more dots, but so far it just makes me sound like I’m punctuating my lines, like the “This! Is! Chon’siiiiin!!” guy. That’s just so 4008, Grann Calendar! What do you think? Any ideas?

Valter: … What?

Odin: Oh, right, my bad, breaking character. I’ll ask again when the battle’s over!

Valter: Wait. You wanted some advice, then?

Odin: Yes! I didn’t think it was that unclear, but that’s it.

Valter: I don’t really know how your magic works, but if you can make it… slower… Then do it. The prey should beg for mercy until there’s no more air in their lungs, I say!

Odin: Uh…

Valter: There! An enemy approaches. I’ll show you what it’s all about.

Emblian soldier: AAAAGH! No… stop… please…!

Odin: … Munching manaketes! That guy was SERIOUS!

[Valter and Odin have reached support rank C.]


Valter: Ah, it’s you! Have you figured out some way to make that spell slower? I’ve grown fond of imagining what the agony of thunder truly looks like.

Odin: Well, funny thing about that! Now I’m Odin Heavenly, and I only carry this healing staff. See these pure white robes? I can no longer control- I mean, er, I’m in full control of my actions and in a mentally happy place, so I’m going to heal everyone from now on, because I chose to!

Valter: …

Odin: Okay, yeah, I have no idea how this big stick works and I’m still wearing my usual robes under these. But look-

Valter: Pah! Stop this nonsense. I only play mind games with the prey.

Odin: See, we’ve got to talk about this. I mean, I’m not going to judge you for being a sadist. One of my best friends is a sadist! But you’re really freaking people out, and-

Valter: You expect me to care what anyone else thinks?

Odin: Well, yeah!

Valter: Then allow me to educate you once again, boy… This sort of folly is only for the weak. I am strong. I take what I want. That’s all.

Odin: That’s kind of-

Valter: Enough. This spineless chatter is beneath me. I’m off to search for some strong prey. Farewell.

Odin: … Spineless?! Beneath him?! Now he’s done it! You’d better watch your back, creepy guy, because Odin always does his darkest! Hm… What would Lord Leo do?

[Valter and Odin have reached support rank B.]


Alphonse: … Er-hem! My apologies for interrupting everyone’s meals, but… would any of you know why the barracks are basically upside down right now? … Odin?

Odin: Valter made that mess. He’s looking for his lance.

Alphonse: Huh. Well, I hope he finds it soon-

Odin: I broke it and got rid of it.

Sharena: You did WHAT?!

Alphonse: Is there… any particular reason why you’d do that?

Odin: Turns out that thing’s cursed! It’s the reason why Valter is, well… Valter.

Alphonse: Please tell me your “aching blood” antics aren’t costing us equipment maintenance now.

Odin: No, trust me, this time I really mean- grk!

Valter: The boy’s not lying.

Sharena: R-Right, okay, problem solved! So, uh, we’re going to get ourselves some of that mutton while you please let go of Odin’s neck…

Valter: You! Did you truly think that you could change me so easily? That some silly lance alone could sustain this… way of being?

Odin: Ugh… Don’t you dare think this is the last you’ve seen of Odin Dark! Whatever perilous thrall you’ve come under, my dark power will defeat it!

Valter: I have to say, this is much better. You have spunk after all… Some fine entertainment you’ll make! The gauntlet is cast, boy. I hope you’re ready for the storm, because I won’t let up on you now.

Odin: Same to you! You’d better sleep with one eye open, because when I’m finished, you’ll know nothing but healthy, well-rested nights!

[Valter and Odin have reached support rank A.]


Valter: Geh… heh…

Odin: Ahahahaaa… haaaa…

Valter: To think… that this brat would someday… fight me to a standstill.

Valter: I think I understand now… When you tried to dispose of my lance… you directed all of your aggression towards it, did you not?

Odin: Yes. It was then… that my eyes were… opened.

Valter: And now… you’ve become my equal… in battle and in the… finer matters of life.

Odin: … There’s not enough prey… in this world… for the both of us. We can never defeat each other, but… I will see you starved, yearning for your fix… or my name is not… Odin Dark.

Valter: It seems we will be locked in struggle… forever. I could think of… worse rivals to make.

Valter: Yes… You and I shall compete forever… Odin Dark.

[Valter and Odin have reached support rank S.]


Valter: So, what is this “peace offering” you spoke of? Pray it’ll make up for my disappointment.

Odin: Oh, it will. You know those two people you’re always muttering about? Leprica… and… Elfrain, I think?

Valter: Eirika and Ephraim! What about them?!

Odin: I’ve got them both behind that door. They’re bound and gagged, but I’ve left some weapons on the wall, in case you want to release them and make them fight for their lives or something. If you don’t want them to escape, though, this door’s got a lock, see?

Valter: Hmmm… It upsets me that you beat me to capturing them, but… I will savor it all the same. Very well. Show me!

Valter: … Where are they?! This room is empty!

Odin: Staves! NOW!

Valter: Gnrk!


Valter: … … Where… am I?

Odin: Ah! Did it work? Gods, I can’t believe it worked!

Valter: Who are you?

Odin: My name is Odin. Do you recognize me?

Valter: I’m afraid I don’t. What happened? Last thing I remember, I was in the middle of a battle… Oh, crap, is everybody alive?

Odin: I, uh… I don’t know about that, buddy. Look, this place you’re in right now, it’s nine kinds of weird – just try to get used to it for now, alright?

Valter: Hmm… Well, whoever you are, it sounds like you’ve been helping me. Thanks.

Odin: Oh, um, don’t worry about it?

Valter: Truth to be told, I don’t know about much more than being a soldier, but if you’ve got any fights you need settled… I’ve got your back.

Odin: (… Why is this so awkward? Why do I MISS Creepy Valter?)

[Valter and Odin have reached support rank S.]

anonymous asked:

Do you think Rebecca will always be part of Robron relationship?

No, I really don’t, but that doesn’t mean I am not still a little lost at what they are doing at times. I do honestly think they made Rebecca pregnant and had her keep it so for once Robert and Aaron couldn’t run away from their problems, but I am still pretty confused on the endgame here. Either way, I don’t see Rebecca being tied to them forever just because it does nothing for any characters involved. 

Mostly I’m lost cause I really don’t get what the hell the point of Rebecca’s character is on the show outside of propping Robron, Chrissie and now Dross. She got this very big OTT entrance but has played a supporting role in every story since her arrival. Her pregnancy doesn’t really even matter to the show and it seems like barely an issue for Robron in general other than to set stuff off. Rebecca feels very much like a Nell or Pierce where they are there to cause drama for certain characters but are short term and will eventually find their way out of the show once they’ve caused maximum drama for other characters, but at the same time IM says things that make it seem like she’s far more important to them. I am starting to think they do that because of who her dad is and they thought she was a big get because they’ve put no thought into her at all. She’s so bloody inconsistent. Her moods, attitudes, and thoughts change daily depending on the needs of the plot. The best example of this was during reveal week where she told Robert on Wednesday to tell Aaron, then on Thursday she was telling Chrissie she wasn’t getting involved, and finally, on Friday, she was telling Aaron to leave Robert. Also, in that same week, the reasons for the first abortion changed for the plot. Tbh, it’s one of the only consistent things about her character and that she’s consistently inconsistent. 

Now, when Ryan started as Robert he suffered greatly from this kind of writing as well where his actions and motivations were messy and constantly changing because of the plot (and I believe that was because he was only meant to be there for a year). He was in a bit better of position than Rebecca because he benefited from Robert being a legacy character so the audience could kind of figure it out but also Ryan did a really good job of trying his best to make Robert likable but also consistent. There is, however, a moment during the affair era where you see the show realize they had something with Robron/Robert and the writing became more consistent for Robert and they added depth and started to back off the huge panto villain role they had him portraying. Now, the weird thing happening here with Rebecca is they aren’t making adjustments or changing anything. They do seem to be moving her more into the Dross story but they aren’t giving her anymore POV, it’s almost like she’s become even more of supporting/random in all these stories she’s currently involved in. For example, the scenes with Debbie on Tuesday could have been used to actually create a real friendship for them by having Debbie try and change the subject to Rebecca and the baby, therefore, having the conversation be more balanced, but they didn’t do that. They just had Rebecca there acting as a person to push Debbie back into Ross’s orbit, and I get why they used her. They needed someone not involved at all in the original Dross drama and someone who doesn’t really get that Debbie left town for a year because of Ross. So, it makes sense they would use her in that way but again the friendship is 100% for the plot. There was no depth on Debbie’s side of things. Another related issue that Dani mentioned to me one day that has stuck out in my brain as to why Rebecca is such a messy character is that instead of casting to the character that had been alluded to by the Whites since their arrival they created a new character for EH and what they needed for the plot, which is super problematic. 

I guess one of the biggest reasons I don’t see them tying these three together forever is that it does nothing for Robron or Rebecca. The press has lambasted this story and so has the audience. Rebecca was always going to struggle because her arrival was tied so much to trying to seduce Robert away from Aaron. You have a new character who we know very little about going against a much-loved character like Aaron who people just want to be happy and not miserable. It was never going to be an easy task for her. That’s just a fact. If you are brought in as a complication for a popular couple and character you will struggle to find the audience liking you. I really did think that after the whole November kiss and the December break-in that the show was trying to shift gears with Rebecca. Remove her from being a threat and then put an end to it in March, but they didn’t do that. It was a regressive moment not only for Robert’s character (that could at least be explained) but it was a devastating blow to Rebecca’s characterization. The writing wasn’t really there to sell it and then the fallout from Rebecca’s POV has been so confusing and messy that it’s just hard to follow. If they want Rebecca to truly be a long-term character who is more than a plot device then they need to remove her from Robron’s story and give her something to do. I just can’t see her being tied to them and actually have a chance at succeeding. I guess they could move her out even with a baby and make it her own thing but what does saddling a six-month-old character with a baby do for her? It’s also super confusing/problematic because they aren’t really giving Rebecca POV on this pregnancy and it only becomes relevant when Robron or Chrissie are onscreen because of the plot. Relatedly, the show is having other characters exposition for her and her feelings instead of her just having a consistent narrative voice. They just don’t give us anything with her unless it benefits someone else’s plot and they’ve had so many chances to do it with the baby and the show hasn’t taken them. They’ve actively avoided it. It’s so baffling. 

At the end of the day, I just don’t see what giving Robron or Rebecca a baby at this point does for any of them. Babies are a super limiting force around characters and it just seems way to early to be adding such a thing to either Robron or Rebecca. I mean, also Robron already have Liv and it just feels like adding another element like a baby is a bit much when they hyped the Roblivion family. It just, in my opinion, does nothing but drag down the characters by tying them all together. 

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Nesta Rant

I received a message on why Nesta was worth being Feyre’s sister. And dear god, did that get me triggered. Here’s the response unedited. My fingers just kind of lost their mind over the keyboard. Good day.

You can bash me all you want. 

But don’t bash Nesta.


Because Nesta is one of the first characters I’ve come across that changes literature in general. And I think SJM is utterly brilliant in making you Nesta-haters despise her in the first place, because, clearly, you must have not endured difficult situations.

Yes, block me. Yes, report me. But do so with an open mind.

Nesta has her steel walls like every single human out there. We cannot all be easy to love like Mor nor the heroine like Rhys. Nor can we be the innocent of Elain nor the outright villain like Tamlin.  We forget that everyone has a broken side, and really, Nesta is broken.

Nesta is neutral. 

Nesta is human. 

Or at least she once was.

Nesta hates her own human body as a victim of rape. This assault transforms the mindset into one of  a victim, but we do not see Nesta crying in the back corners as a weak human.

No. She is the pillar of ice and flame

She did not let Tomas fully break her.

She has learned to hate her own human body, and now she is transformed into something she hates irrevocably more, the Fae. Imagine that you are given a second life, except as in a form you absolutely despise. How do you live with yourself?

But we cannot forget that SJM shatters character tropes. And that the 21st century sees authors across the world contributing. Dark themes seep through regular novels, and killing is commonplace. We tend to turn the other way when one of our favorite characters, such as Aelin, kills, because we hold them with respect and view them with high ethos.

Why not Nesta? The older sister who protects her youngest sister because the middle one can take care of herself? Is that not evolution, or survival of the fittest? The fact that Nesta puts up these iron walls epitomizes how she is not cold-hearted. It takes a broken person to cast these defenses. Being cold is a legitimate defense mechanism.

It’s called coping. 

And for you Nesta haters, how can you forget Tomas Manadray? He is so pivotal to Nesta’s development. Yes, Feyre slew the Middengard Wyrm, and sacrificed her life and happiness like Rhys, but Nesta sacrificed her own contentment or chance at love as soon as she shoved up those walls so that she could protect her youngest sister. 

When males such as Tomas and society have looked you down so much, the only way to survive is for them to not let them touch you at all. So Nesta has these walls to protect herself. Can you blame a girl for trying to protect herself? 

Nesta is not a just a bitch.

She’s a bitch because she was crafted to be one.

So for those who look down upon Nesta bitterly and with scorn: are you arguing against free choices? Sure it’s selfish to not stop a girl who provides food for her family by hunting, but in this book, one of the larger themes is fate, such as mates. 

And it was Feyre’s fate to kill the beast that would bring her to Tamlin. It was Nesta’s fate to not interfere with that as so much as it was Elain’s. Sure, you might excuse Elain because she’s the epitome of innocence, but if she’s the sweetheart as you Nesta-haters believe, then why did she excuse Feyre’s hunting as well?

Feyre is the Huntress.

And hunters do not let the cages of words confine them. This is the 21st century, in which our characters are no longer perfect, because this world is continuously battling perfection and exposing imperfection: the people living in it come as flawed with no outright black or white characterization. We see villains as essential to books, but never quite are they so vital as the protagonist. Now we get another perspective on the slide, with Nesta’s actions. 

I, for one, cannot watch Nesta open up. Because it will speak on personal levels for those who also have been hurt, to show that there is up. That all is not cruel. That is why Nesta needs Cassian. Because now Cassian has now reached his breaking point with the loss of his wings. So now we have two characters, one further broken by a body she did not want, to a character who lost a fundamental part of his body.

Life isn’t fair. And Nesta’s entire life hasn’t been such. She’s learned to breathe rage and settle for it. So when the Hybern King meets Nesta, I cannot wait for her to be the one to end him. Because it’s just how bullies shape their victims into unwillingly figures who have to put up defenses in order to remain sane. Nesta was a victim of her family situation. Never once had she had the experience of true family welcoming, like her other sisters. They never once got their normal life. Pray, tell, when did we meet their actual father other than mentions of him across the sea?

They had no fatherly figure, save for a merchant.

And Nesta, bullied and broken, could not be that fatherly figure. How could she, when she Tomas existed, and her family struggled? How can you be the light when your own had been snuffed out?

I would have found myself despising Nesta’s character if she used sick situations to play the victim, and in that, victimizing others. She’s a damsel in distress, but doesn’t use that to manipulate others. 

It is not Nesta’s tale to be warm, or the be the beacon. She is the vengeance and the facet in life where the victim rises above the bully. Nesta doesn’t need kisses or pats on the back, not when she knows what she truly needs, other than her younger sister’s protection. 

For so long, SJM described Prythian as scared by the Fae. How do you become something your own society feared? And live with it forever?

So, excuse Nesta. Because she is the heroine for me, for those who have been mocked and bullied. She has been touched where she should have been respected. She has been mistreated because she had been protecting herself.

Nesta is the figure in the book I can connect most with. She is fire, she is ice. And I respect that because it shows how much she will still fight, despite all she and her family has been through.

I don’t understand why there are people who cannot accept Nesta. She’s gone through her own tribulations, and they affect her personally. Does she really have to meet Tamlin the tool and go through Amarantha for you to approve of her? If so, then please overlook the fact that everyone is their own person and dismiss individuality. 

Everyone is unique. And that’s why I’m glad SJM didn’t have another Feyre-like sister. Because, personally, siblings don’t like being compared to their other siblings and having to listen to gushing on how they’re quite similar looking. SJM gave us a pair of sisters, unique in their own way.

While Feyre hunts, and Elain adapts, Nesta protects. She protects the hearts. She sent the letter to the queens because she still wanted to defended her land. She demanded that Rhys be prepared to help her homeland. And Rhys is the High Lord of the Night Court? She demanded of the Defender of the Court of Dreams. 

Because she desired to defend the mortals. Because mortality does not deserve to be snuffed out. She places on the cold exterior because she has been hurt by society, and why bother with fake cheerfulness when you know betrayal awaits?

So I applaud Nesta for not giving up, for continuing to continue.

desintegrer-deactivated20170225  asked:

Hi! How are you? :) I hope things are well. I'm writing about two college students who've just met, where their relationship will develop into a romantic one but I'm kinda struggling. My question comes in two parts: a) how do i make their relationship development realistic? what needs to happen before you think its okay for them to "get together"? b) how do I know if two people are compatible for one another? i know there is no "right" way, but y'know. thank you so much for your time! x :)

Hi :) I’m doing well, thanks!

A solid progression for your romances is important! I just finished reading a poorly-paced romance novel, and it really didn’t feel realistic/authentic.. by the end, I was skimming all the gooey romantic scenes between them because I simply didn’t care about the relationship.

How to pace your romances:

I wrote an article about it a while back, which you can read here.

If you’ve ever played a video game like Harvest Moon, Dragon Age, Mass Effect or something where you can CHOOSE your character’s romantic interest, that’s the kind of pacing I like to go by.

You have to have the MC interact with your Love Interest over time, whether it’s chatting with them at the campsite or giving them gifts. When you first meet them, the conversation is perhaps a little guarded or polite or maybe even rude, because they don’t know you well enough to open up and really show themselves (Here’s another article about how in dialogue, your characters don’t always say what they mean).

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On a storyline level, as your characters might make plot-related choices that the Love Interest approves or disapproves of, the relationship grows stronger or weaker accordingly. 

When you hit a certain relationship level with them, there’s a special moment. It could be a heart-to-heart conversation moment, or something more active like a chance to jump in and save the Love Interest from a bully or take the Love Interest’s side in an argument. It might even be a major argument as this special moment, and how they deal with the aftermath makes their relationship stronger or destroys it forever. In any case, after that point, the relationship has changed. Something has shifted between them.

Of course, a relationship can have several of these special moments before they realize their emotions. Or maybe one realizes their feelings after the 2nd special moment, and the other is still oblivious.

You can plot it just like your storyline, with ups and downs:

Of course, there are a billion ways to change it up. This sample line I created has more of a neutral start, but if your characters really get off on the wrong foot when they first meet, the line might plummet negative right at the beginning.

As far as when they officially “get together,” that varies on the relationship. Feeling attraction and admitting it can be two very different things! And a fun tension point to play with.

Now on to your second question… 

Is the couple compatible?

Compatibility changes so much. What one person wants in a relationship will be wildly different than someone else. Compatibility isn’t just black and white between different personality traits, and it’s not something you can add up mathematically to figure out.

I do like couples who are different enough from each other than they “complete” the other, in a way. A more outgoing person might encourage a shy and timid person to go on adventures, meet new people, experience new things. At the same time, that timid person can teach the outgoing person how to enjoy quiet moments and relax. How to sit and observe, how to enjoy little things instead of always shooting for the big picture.

Of course, in this case, both of them need to be somewhat willing to try new things. They also need to be respectful of boundaries and the fact that an introverted person simply won’t like spending all day on the go, and an extroverted person might go stir crazy if they have to spend a few straight days indoors. It varies a lot by the characters’ other traits!

That’s a personal taste thing, though. Some couples might prefer that their partner is really similar to them. It makes the relationship stress-free, argument-free, safe, comfortable. Others might see this as boring, but really, people just want different things out of a relationship. Just because YOU see a certain relationship as weird/boring/uncomfortable, doesn’t mean someone else agrees. (And I’m NOT talking about abusive relationships, here. That’s an entirely different conversation!)

What matters is that both people in the relationship genuinely like what they “get” out of it, whether that’s love/acceptance, comfort, companionship, adventure, conversation.. whatever it might be.

Hope all this is helpful to you! It’s given me some ideas of what to write future posts about… I may go more into depth about different types of romantic plot lines. :)

Happy writing!