What are the main differences between an INFJ and an intj?
INFJ vs INTJ
Essentially, INTJs, from first glance, will be a lot more arrogant and sure of themselves. INFJs are not sure of themselves in general. They’re likely to be like, “oh no!! I’m sorry!! But you know what you can do is…”
Whereas INTJs will be like, “Well that’s your own fault for getting that started anyway. In the future, to avoid that sort of thing you should…” and of course, they’ll only say that if they feel like wasting their breath trying to help you. Or scold you.
Otherwise, the differences are like this:
INTJs will be more interested in the world. Solving problems. Generally interested in politics, history, science–a subject that can actually be applied to everyday life and discussion.
INFJs, on the other hand, are usually into subjects that they don’t know how to explain why they like them. They like pondering over things inside of their heads. It doesn’t matter to them if it has a “real world” application; it’s fun to think about so they like it.
INTJs are more sarcastic, crass, and rude
INFJs are more emotional, easily offended, and vindictive
INTJs are problem solvers, excellent communicators when they want to be, and are confident
INFJs are understanding, humanitarian, and soulful
I’m going to include another ‘appearance’ tidbit, but of course it’s just my own personal observation of behavioral patterns:
INTJs are socially awkward. They’ll do things like cross their legs in a chair and pick at the soles of their shoes. They’ll repeatedly run their fingers through their hair when thinking hard. They’re oblivious, in short, to social norms. A lot of them look like they have a touch of autism because of this.
INFJs are quiet, but less socially awkward. They may be clumsy and get into awkward situations, but they are generally aware of how to act around people. They’ll be unnoticeable if they want to be, or the center of attention if they want to be. It’s up to them. But generally, conversation with them is lighthearted until they really get to liking you.
INTJs are confrontational. Say something they don’t agree with and they’ll start arguing about it.
INFJs are quiet observers. Say something they don’t agree with and they’ll ask you why you think what you think first, and argue with you second. When they argue with you, also, it’s less intense and usually ends with, “I see your point, and it’s ok if we don’t agree.” (unless it’s a FIGHT, but that changes everything)
INTJs explode and then quickly shut down in fights. Fights are fairly common since they’re capable of being so abrasive
INFJs explode but take a longer time to simmer down in fights, since fights with INFJs are so rare; a lot of held-in emotions from a long period of time rush to the surface and they can’t force them back down again
Spencer’s twin is A. Whether her name is “Avery Drake” or “Bethany Young” or whatever, she’s the Big Bad.
I think that she grew up in Radley and that is why Wren knows about her. I think that Mary knows what’s going on, and wanted to save both of her daughters which is why she confessed to everything.
I think that Wren is going to use the gun on AD, and try and stop them from hurting the girls, ultimately not being able to step aside any longer.
I think that it was AD who came to see Toby and I think that he is also going to come to the rescue, once he processes that who met with him isn’t Spencer. I think that when she said “Remember that kiss we shared” he’s going to have a lightbulb go off in his head and realize those kisses felt different to him. Or, he’s going to come talk to Spencer about that night they shared and she’s going to be like “…what night?”
I think Mona is going to realize who AD is first, and that was her dropping the snow globe in the asylum.
I have toyed with the idea that Spencer is somehow locked up in an insane asylum somewhere. I also toyed with the thought that the two girls got switched when she went into Radley for that time period. I don’t know how this would work though, because that would have to mean that Spencer hasn’t really been Spencer since high school, and I think that might have been too early on. So that might just be a crack theory.
Again, I don’t think Wren is bad. And I think he was trying to stop AD in the airport from doing what she was doing.
I think her motive is jealousy that Spencer got to live a normal life while she was forced to grow up in Radley. I think that she knew Charlotte from the time they both spent in there.
The one (of a million) plot holes though is…why hasn’t someone said something about where Spencer may have been at a certain point and she hasn’t gone like, “Wait, I wasn’t there I didn’t do that” yet? Maybe AD is just that good? I don’t know fuck this show.
I think Melissa knows about AD and that’s going to come into play in the finale. Like she knows Spencer has a twin, Wren told her.
But I STFG, if the ending is that Hannah’s Mom is A, or everything was a dream, or the show ends on a cliff hanger and they get a text from Super Extra Uber A, I’m going to throw my TV out a 12 story building, hunt Marlene down, punch her in the boob, then check MYSELF into an insane asylum for watching this garbage bag of a show for 6 years too long.
At least this way, they are honoring the EPIC story that was told in the books.
God Bless us all, good luck to you tomorrow night.
Summary: You’re a
cam girl who ‘somehow’managed to
convince your neighbour Simon and his friend Negan to make a surprise appearance
on your cam show, after a night of long drinking of course. A week after the wonderful
experience, you decide to watch the show on your own to let off some built-up steam. (Pre-Apocalypse)
Fic Notes: Long
passages of italics are flashbacks/memories, block quotes & italics together are what’s
happening on screen.
Block Quotes & italics
Author’s Notes: Heya,
here is my submission for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash Negan Writing Challenge Round 2! My Prompt
was Negan x OC x Simon. I decided to write some awesome smutty three way – are my
voyeurism and masturbation kinks showing? For some reason, I was super nervous
about this because it was my first time writing with flashbacks ect… Please
feel free to give me feedback!
You lay in bed, laptop resting on a pile of pillows as you scroll
through your Tumblr dashboard. The occasional porn gif or image sprouting its
head, buried between pictures of cats and the odd aesthetic nature photograph.
Your mind wondered to the two people you had been thinking about most the week,
Simon and Negan. It had been 1 week since your sensual encounter with them. You
hadn’t uttered a word to them since, although there were some sneaky winks and
side eyes from Simon’s window that looked onto your balcony – there was never a
follow up fuck.
Whether it had been the alcohol that made you instigate the
three-way or your dire need to be well and truly fucked, you hadn’t built up
the same amount of courage to re-do the wonderful experience. Both Simon and
Negan were intimidating in every way possible, and although you always try to
come across as confident and in control, those two seemed to steal those traits
away from you without even trying.
they say drinking alone is an early sign of being a fucking alcoholic.”
from the hard-wooden chair on your balcony and looking up over the rim of your
glass you see Simon’s friend, Negan. He seems to have opened the window of
Simon’s apartment that overlooks your small balcony.
shit. I don’t want that – Guess I need some drinking buddies to downplay this
depressing situation?” You yell back, swallowing the rising burp that was in
so when you say 'because not feeling sexual attraction doesn’t mean not feeling sexual arousal' and 'sex is fun' - that's why nobody takes ace seriously. that's not a sexual orientation, is just having a low sex drive. some people love sex, for others it depends on the partners or moments, and others don't need it all that much. why do we need to label everything? just accept you're a normal person and move on.
first of all, I’m going to answer the issues you raised in good faith. I just want you to know that I’m not trying to convince you of anything, anon, I just want to put my perspective on these issues out there, since you’ve sent them my way.
yes, asexual people can feel sexual arousal. I’d like to refer you back to the analogy I gave in my original post about being ace - the one where you’re hungry, but can’t find anything you want to eat. wanting to eat something and being hungry for it are different experiences, right? sometimes it’s the other way round, and you really want to eat something even though you aren’t hungry at all (see: me at the end of a meal, considering getting a dessert). arousal and attraction are as different as that. linked, but not the same.
and yes, sex can be fun for an asexual person. is it fun in the same way as it is for an allosexual person? no, of course not. having sex with someone you’re not attracted to isn’t the same as having sex with someone you are attracted to - but it happens all the time, outside the ace community, too. straight friends of mine have experimented with girls, and then realised it’s not for them, they’re not attracted to girls - but they don’t regret their sexual experimentation, and found it fun. likewise, a biromantic lesbian acquaintance of mine is currently in a relationship with a guy. she’s not sexually attracted to him, but they have sex and she finds it fun because she loves him; she finds the relationship completely fulfilling. I feel that to define the fun one can have during sex purely by the level of attraction you feel to your partner isn’t taking into account the wide variety of factors that go into the experience; it’s too narrow a view.
as for why we choose to use a label - that “no need for labels” thing is old as the hills, anon. let me lay something out here. categorisation - i.e. the grouping of objects into a class, based on shared traits - is a fundamental tenet of western thought dating back to Plato and Aristotle (source), and it’s been put forward that our brains are literally wired to require the labelling and categorising of the things around us (source, source, for example). at the very least, we can all agree that when we see something we don’t understand, we feel uncomfortable. if you see a puddle of unidentifiable black goo on your floor/a strange shape flying through the sky/a loud sound in the middle of the night, likely the first question you will ask is “what is that?!”. your first instinct is to label, to understand through naming and categorising. you seek a word for it; from it, you seek to know good/bad, safe/unsafe, normal/abnormal.
and so to ask asexual people to exist without their label is asking us to cut ourselves off from one of the most basic aspects of our cultural philosophy, and is also asking us to live constantly and closely with something we would have no name for, something about our very bodies that we therefore couldn’t categorise. you want to make our own physicality an enigma to us. good or bad, safe or not safe, normal or abnormal - how do we decide, if we don’t know what we are? labels help us to group ourselves; when we group, we can make those decisions together. good or bad - well, together we can be good. safe or not safe - together, we can be safe. normal or abnormal - together, we can feel normal. what you’re demanding when you try to enforce a lack of label is a lack of visibility, a lack of community, a lack of safety, a lack of self-knowledge. in my opinion, that’s not OK.
you seem to think asexual people are trying to set themselves apart, or above, anon… you say that we should accept we’re “normal” like it’s an insult, a comedown. like we’re all snowflakes trying to make ourselves special. that hasn’t been my experience at all. almost every asexual person I’ve met has been frankly hungry for normality, sincerely wanting to feel at home and at ease and typical and among peers. it’s why we often group together like big flocks of ace penguins.
finally, at the end of this post that got a lot longer than I intended, I’d just like to point out that there are one or two people I know who do take asexuality seriously. just one or two.
Request: Can I get a fuckboy theoX bestfriend were she’s in love with him and they live together so she gets tortured by him having sex with other girls and she starts fading away from him and develops a eating disorder? Sorry if thats to much. Please&thank you.
A/N: Sorry it took a while, its just that writer’s block is a thing and school has been tiring. Sorry
ugh this text update just makes me sad bc whilst the girls clearly want sana on board with them and are letting her know it won’t be the same without her, they aren’t actually digging into the reason why sana has changed her opinion on russ so quickly. there hasn’t even been a, “is everything ok?” from them. whilst it’s sweet that eva and chris (honestly screw noora and vilde rn) are letting sana know that they really want her there (and that’ll be important for sana to hear in its own way), i don’t think anyone is really picking up on just how much sana is suffering. and the thing is i just feel like sana is the type of character who won’t actually go to others for help. she needs friends who recognise her pain and actively ask her about it, otherwise she’ll just keep bottling it up inside, and it’ll get worse and worse, and she’ll get lonelier and lonelier. :(
Request: Bucky x reader? They’re married
and she finds out she can’t have a baby. So him and tony (her big brother) go
adopt a little girl to surprise her. She gets in from work to see her super
soldier snuggled up to a 4 yr old girl. She jumps up extremely excited and asks
if your her new mommy. Reader is so happy she’s in tears.
You’ve been married to Bucky for over 6 years now and you’ve
been trying for a baby for a while. No… a long time… 4 years. You tried several
pills to help fertility but nothing seemed to work. You finally decided after
over two years to trying, you went to the hospital with Bucky.
Bucky was worried it was him. That his time frozen had
affected his ability to fertilize… but it was you in the end. You had a genetic
disease that meant your eggs stopped being able to fertilize. And even if you
did, you would almost instantly miscarry, and it made you realise all those
heavy periods… was you losing your baby.
NCT 127 + Ten reaction to their s/o being a huge fan of the Vroom Vroom Talk Show
Ok ngl i’m weak as hell for Doyoung and the vroom vroom talk show has given me many precious moments of him so i will forever be grateful 🙏🏼🙏🏼
(I love this gif so much lmao)
Taeil would just be super happy and soft when he sees you laughing and genuinely having a good time. He’d put his hand on your leg or around your shoulder and rub it gently bc he’s so whipped for you and when he sees you smiling his whole world lights up and he’s just in a very happy place. He’d try to join in on the fun by yelling random things (like he usually does), and when he sees you laughing at those he’s just be a shy happy bean.
Y’all know how in NCT life Taeyong tried to take over the Vroom Vroom talk show and Doyoung gave him the eye-roll of the century™, and then Johnny completely ignored him and started talking to Ten?? Yes well I see Taeyong as being kinda whiny like “Babe I’m so much better”, and he would be lowkey jealous that you laughed so much at Doyoung’s jokes. I see him being super clingy and I see him trying to one up Doyoung and trying to get you to laugh at him. If you do laugh at his jokes, you can be sure to see him go and do that thing where he dances and makes weird noises to tease Doyoung like “did ya see that they laughed at my jokes I’m better than you suck on that”.
Johnny would just be happy that you’re happy and he’s just gonna enjoy watching you laugh and enjoy yourself. Bc he’s an actual meme he’ll be like “we all know my fashion evaluation is much better right Y/N?” for jokes, but he’s just glad to see you smile this softie. He’d also lowkey have a full on conversation w/ Ten and would just ignore Doyoung (which makes DY hella salty).
Yuta this lil shit is the person who hates on the show the most. He loves getting a reaction out of Doyoung so he keeps interrupting him and teasing him and when he sees Doyoung getting irritated it’s like his life’s goal has been achieved.
When he sees that you’re really enjoying Doyoung’s show, this teasing only intensifies bc he’s highkey jealous that Doyoung is making you laugh like “nah fam my s/o can only laugh at my jokes”. He tries to make you laugh by teasing Doyoung basically, and when you laugh he does that thing where he smiles like an angel (basically just him smiling normally but it still does things to my smol heart) and he’s just happy that you’re happy and you’re having a good time.
DOYOUNG this boy makes me weak I can feel my bias list crashing down as I look at this gif
Doyoung is highkey salty bc everyone is ganging up on him and not letting him do what he wants and his show is failing bc no one is cooperating and he’s just salty af.
When he sees that you’re really enjoying it though, this lil bunny’s confidence gets boosted x100000 and he just gets really smiley and bashful bc you’re so cute !!!! and you’re laughing at his jokes !!!!! and he’s just super happy that he can make you laugh so much and he just wants you to keep laughing so he tries a little harder and it’s just rlly cute and my heart cannot take kim doyoung someone save me pls
I think Ten would just be happy to see you having a good time and seeing you laughing would make him giggle too bc you’re so cute and he loves you. He’d lowkey be talking to Johnny the whole time though and the two of them would be in their own little world (just like in the NCT life episode lmao).
(This boy will be the death of me)
Jaehyun seemed like he wasn’t the biggest fan of the vroom vroom talk show - not that he had anything against it, he just kinda went along with it to entertain Doyoung. I feel like Jaehyun would just kinda be sat there with you, occasionally laughing at somethings, but not really laughing super hard or anything. You, on the other hand, were laughing super hard, and you kept folding yourself into a ball into Jaehyun’s side as your eyes crinkled as you gasped for air between your giggles, and I think jaehyun would just love to see you like that. He would look at you with the most adoring look and he would just want to squish your cheeks and hug you because he thought you were super cute.
(Look at this lil squish what a cutie)
Ok so with WinWin, his Korean is still a little lacking so I don’t think he’d be very engaged in what was going on in the talk show. BUT, seeing you laugh and genuinely enjoy yourself would make his lil heart flip in his chest and he’d just wrap his arms around you and smile at you and just be really cute because he’s just happy that you’re happy and can you tell that this boy makes me fckn soft
THIS BOI ok I don’t think Mark would really care whether you liked the talk show or not tbh he’d be too busy losing his marbles from laughing too much. Mark has the cutest giggle (don’t fight me on this we all know it’s true) and he would just be dying at the whole situation of how everyone is ganging up on Doyoung and how Doyoung is highkey salty. I think he’d be super happy though, because the two of you could sit together and be in a fit of giggles and just be happy and cute and aw
(omg i love this gif so much look at my baby how cute i love this outfit he looks so soft and squishy i just want to hug him)
Ok so we all know Donghyuck is the king of sass and he’s a funny lil squish. I think he’d find it cute that you found Doyoung’s show so funny, but he’d be lowkey jealous and would constantly spout sassy comments about everything. Ofc his comments are hilarious so you burst out laughing at them, and when he sees that you’re laughing more at his jokes than Doyoung’s, this lil bean will just swell with pride and confidence like “hell yeah my s/o thinks i’m funny what a great thing” and he’d just be a happy lil bby.
gosh Bruce is such a dad—"Don't touch anything!"—which child did he use that phrase on the most?
All of them? Yep All of them. For different reasons of course.
Dick touched EVERYTHING when he first came to the manor. He got into stuff, and was always asking, ‘what’s this?’ while simultaneously reaching out to poke it. Thankfully he was a little more careful during patrol, so Bruce didn’t worry so much there. But at the manor, lets just say it was in the rankings for favorite phrase for a while. Now that he’s older? Dick still like’s to get into stuff in the manor, but more to pick on his siblings than anything, and Bruce tiredly yells the phrase in the midst of squabbling noises coming from his younger kids.
Jason took a little while to get into stuff at the manor, but the moment Bruce showed him the library he was all over it. Bruce tripped over mountains of books in his room. Not that it bothered him, he was happy the kid wanted to learn. When his books started disappearing from his office? He had to put a foot down. And the kitchen. Let’s just say Alfred got a lot of use out of the phrase while teaching Jason the basics of cooking. Now that Jason’s older he likes to pick on Bruce by playing with everything if he’s sitting around waiting. Bruce has since stopped demanding he not touch.
Tim was a little different. He and Bruce would be sitting in the cave and Bruce would hear. “Hey B, what’s this do?” He’d turn to find Tim holding a prototype, having it halfway taken apart already. It didn’t matter where they were, office, cave, manor, Tim was always curious and looking at things. When they first went up to the Watchtower Bruce preempted it with, “Don’t touch anything.” Not that it did any good of course. Tim was gone from his side in a moment, his hands and mind already exploring everything he could get close to.
Ok so I said all of them, but listen. Cass could get away with it. Bruce might attempt to tell her not to touch, but it was with little energy because he loved seeing her explore. At stores, outside, the cave, stuff in the manor all of he, he didn’t mind.
Damian. Damian wasn’t too interested in the manor. His attention was all for the cave and Bruce’s files. He wanted to learn everything he could about his new family. Learn everything about the Batman and his enemies. Bruce was lucky because Dick too the brunt of Damian’s curiosity, but he’s still had to deal with his fair share when Damian think’s he should be a part of a case Bruce might want him off of.
When Logan first met you, he was chasing his past. Was chasing “Weapon X” and anything related. He found you in one of the labs where they made people like him. Killing machines. The labs you were in wasn’t really a lab anymore. It turned into a torture chamber a long time ago. He found you, almost dead, laying in a fetus position in the corner of a shitty cell. You were the only survivor.
He took you home with him, to the X-Mansion. There, while they took care of your severe injuries, the professor looked into your head. When he pulled away, there were tears in his eyes.
-This child…This child suffered too much…It’s inhuman…I don’t know how she’s still alive…
In your mind, he saw what happened to you. He’d never forget it, scarred for life…You were an extremely cute little girl when your world crumbled to the sea. Barely six years old. You already show signs of mutations, being able to control the four elements, water, fire, earth and air. Six years old was young for that, you were a case of science, a special one, bound to become extremely powerful. But it never happened, you were snatched from a peaceful normal life by monsters.
“I have issues with fidelity, and with my perception of beauty. I’ve been programmed to like a certain kind of girl. I know because I’ve had a couple of relationships where I was with someone I really liked and valued, and yet I couldn’t commit to being with her because I was afraid that eventually I would be unfaithful when I see a shiny girl around the corner. If I knew exactly what the issue was—what I need to figure out—I would sit down and figure it out.
The girl I’m with now is really nice and I really like her. And yet, if I’m one hundred percent honest, I cannot commit to a relationship. As long as we are good together and respect each other and there is passion and affection and we enjoy doing things together, then that’s as far as I can commit.
When a friend of hers asked ‘What should I call you guys?’ she said, ‘undetermined romantic association.’ She is fine with that.
I had a similar relationship once before. It was with a girl who was very anxious, but she would hide it. That led to the point where she basically collapsed and said, ‘I cannot do this anymore.’ It was only then that I realized that she had been in pain.
Before that, sometimes she would be upset and I would hug her, and ask her what’s wrong and we would talk about something superficial, and then everything would be OK, and I would think that she was just having a bad day.
The problem is that women are also programmed. We raise young girls to look forward to getting married and having meaningful relationships. Because they want that, they push aside or overlook things that they should probably take as warning signs. They choose to ignore or suppress them, hoping that it will work out eventually: ‘Just give him time; he will change.’
For me, it’s hard to see myself in a long-term committed relationship. At least I’m honest with whoever I’m dating. All I want is mutual understanding.
I’m also a solitary person, so sometimes I think that perhaps I don’t need a lifetime partner. I’m not a hermit, but maybe I don’t need to live with someone in the same house.”
The world of the Phantom Thieves was a hilly one. There were challenges and calm, dangers and warm moments. But all the Phantom Thieves had one thing in common: they went through their pain together. They had been there for each other when nobody else possibly could be. When one Thief couldn’t be there, there was always another to help with whatever pain one had. They were, as they say, thick as thieves. All the Phantom Thieves had reached one unconscious conclusion, as well: none of them had been through as much as their leader. They all agreed on it, even if they didn’t know it.
Akira Kurusu deserved the world.
The group would always be there for each other. Akira knew that fully well. Yet he never leaned on them when things got rough in his head. They all relied on each other, but Akira couldn’t bring himself to put his problems on their shoulders. Whenever his confidence wavered in a Palace, the team was always hyping him up. But that’s all they saw.
They didn’t see his emotions outside the Metaverse. Those were his only secret. They didn’t know about his nightmares. They didn’t know the reason he listened to all of their problems was so they didn’t end up like him. He wanted them to have someone to turn to. So he locked his feelings away to be the cool and collected leader he was. Supposedly.
He kept his trauma inside. He kept the anger he felt when his friends were taunted and teased contained. He tried to make the comments from the kids at Shujin go in one ear and out the other. Whenever someone looked at him with that look of disapproval, he oh so tried to shake it off. But it all made him have days where everything just felt… numb. Like nothing he did mattered. These days were the days he thought about betrayal. Where he thought about his friends leaving him behind. Abandoning him.
Akira Kurusu was scared.
Today was a day where his feelings slipped themselves into every crack of his thoughts they could find. They partially distracted him at school, made his comments to his friends sound half-hearted when he truly meant them, kept his responses to Sojiro short, and made him reluctantly obey Morgana when he told him to sleep.
“Hey, Akira, what’d you get on the third question of the test? I put B, but I’m not very confident in my answers,” Ann sighed, resting her head on her hand. She had her mouth in a pout with her genuine look of unconfidence.
“I got B, too,” Akira responded. He sounded uninterested, but he really wanted to boost Ann’s spirits.
“Oh, great!” Ann said with a smile. “That makes me feel better.”
She spun back around when the next teacher walked in the room. He didn’t miss her look of slight concern while she turned.
“Welcome back. How was school?” Sojiro asked when the bell rang above the door to LeBlanc.
“Good, as always,” Akira responded, it didn’t come out as he intended it to.
Sojiro just laughed softly, “An answer I’d expect from you.”
He frowned as Akira moved towards the stairs, absentmindedly wiping away at a glass.
“So, you ready to go to bed?” Morgana asked later.
“Yep,” Akira replied, sliding under the covers. “I’m tired.”
“For once,” Morgana said sarcastically. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” Akira turned on his side and shut his eyes.
He didn’t see Morgana jump on the bed and give him a worried look. He just felt him curl up next to him and release a sigh.
Akira had a nightmare. He was back in Okumura’s Palace. A crowd of worker robots surrounded him and his friends. They had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. They fought and they fought to no avail. Akira had to watch as his friends fell around him, one by one.
Ann was bleeding from a wound on her head. Makoto’s arm was broken at the elbow, told by it’s odd angle. Yusuke was so beaten he couldn’t stand. Futaba was trapped outside the circle, not hurt but in danger. Morgana was struggling to stay conscious. Ryuji’s leg had given out on him due to the stress. Haru was standing mostly uninjured, but her father’s shadow was pestering her with “Okumura Daughter” duties. Akira was helpless he couldn’t do anything. He was exhausted. He fell to his knees.
“This is what brats like you get for meddling in the wrong business,” Okumura walked to Akira. “You get beat.”
There was a gun shot, but Akira missed it. He woke with a start. He was shaking. He felt lightheaded. He couldn’t focus. He pulled his knees to his chest and squeezed them tight. He didn’t notice Morgana stir next to him.
Morgana didn’t move. He didn’t want to move. He didn’t want to risk Akira’s panic getting worse. Instead he just pretended to shift in his sleep.
Akira’s shaky hand reached for the windowsill. He grabbed his phone and checked the group chat. Nobody had said anything since their final goodnights. He wanted to talk with someone, anyone. But who would be awake at this time of night? He gave in.
Akira: Is anyone awake?
Haru: I am.
Makoto: So we’re all awake at this ungodly hour?
Ryuji: i couldnt sleep
Ann: Me neither
Ann: I keep falling asleep and waking up again
Haru: I get how you feel, I was just thinking of texting you all myself.
Yusuke: I am only awake because Futaba is keeping me up with her constant messaging.
Futaba: this is important stuff im sending you!
Yusuke: You are sending me pictures of foxes in costumes.
Makoto: So in one way or another… We all are having a struggle with sleeping.
Ryuji: thats what it looks like
Ryuji: aww man i wish we could meet up
Ryuji: im not even sure if i feel tired anymore
Ann: I mean, it’s almost 5, we could meet up anyways?
Makoto: When did everyone go to bed?
Haru: Nine ‘o clock.
Futaba: ive taken naps throughout the day so im not really tired
Makoto: I see.
Makoto: Well, I guess we all got reasonable hours of sleep.
Makoto: I will permit this once, and only because we are all in the same boat here.
Ryuji: all right!
Ann: Yes! I’ve always dreamed of doing something like this!
Yusuke: Where should we meet?
Ryuji: how about Akira’s place? is that ok? the place doesn’t open until 8, right?
Akira: Yeah, it should be fine.
Haru: What about Mona? Is he awake?
Akira poked the cat with his finger. His hand still felt slightly shaky, but he was calming. Morgana meowed in reply, but rolled onto his side to look up at Akira.
Akira: He’s up.
Futaba: Great! See you all there!
Akira sat his phone screen down on his bed. Morgana now laid on his stomach, his tail swishing around.
“What’s up?” he asked drowsily.
“Everyone’s coming over. No one could sleep except you,” Akira replied, semi-sarcastic.
“Ok, might wanna fix that bedhead of yours a bit, though,” Morgana replied.
Futaba was quick to hop onto Akira’s bed, sitting criss-cross for once. Ryuji sat on one end of the couch and Ann on the other, stretching her legs out across Ryuji’s lap. Makoto and Haru sat on the floor by the sofa. Yusuke simply took a chair.
“Man, I’m glad to be outta my house. There was no chance of me sleepin’ anymore,” Ryuji groaned.
“Every time I shut my eyes, they just wanted to open again,” Ann complained through a partial yawn.
“I would fall asleep for an hour at a time. It’s rare I sleep like that,” Haru shook her head.
“Do we all have something on our mind that’s keeping us up?” Makoto questioned why this was happening.
“Umm… not that I can think of,” Ann answered.
“There’s nothing that would keep me up at night except Futaba,” Yusuke commented.
“Shut it, Inari,” Futaba responded.
Akira fumbled for words. He ran a hand through his hair in thought. While the others maintained a steady conversation on sleep habits, Akira was lost in his thoughts. He wanted to tell them. He didn’t want to keep his emotions a secret anymore, they deserved to know. They cared about him and should know when he’s feeling down. But how could he start? He didn’t have to.
“Akira? You ok?” Morgana asked, tail swishing. “You look kind of out of it.”
“Now that he mentions it, ya do, dude. What’s up?” Ryuji is quick to follow up.
Akira hesitates, “There… There’s something I need to tell you all.”
Akira talked the most he had ever talked at once then. He told them about his nightmares of losing them and everything he’s ever known. He told them about his emotions building up and how he felt like crap on those certain days. He poured his heart out in a matter of minutes because he wanted to stop hiding this. He wanted to stop being scared. He talked about the trial and being sent to Tokyo by his parents and how it made him feel so… abandoned. Betrayed.
“Akira… You know you can talk to us, man,” Ryuji was frowning though he was definitely concerned.
“Yes, you will always be one of us,” Yusuke spoke, sitting on the edge of his seat.
“Mhm, text me whenever and I’ll be sure to respond!” Futaba nodded encouragingly.
“We will always be there for you, Akira,” Makoto had slid closer and placed a hand on his knee. “Wherever we may be, we will always be willing to talk.”
Akira felt his hands get shaky again. But there was no fear or panic this time, just relief. They still saw him as Joker, their leader. Their tactician. Their friend.
“I never would have known this affected you so much if you hadn’t told us,” Ann frowned guiltily.
“Yeah, I feel bad,” Ryuji looked sad. He faced Akira seriously. “Just worry about yourself, man, before you worry about what others say.”
“They don’t know you like we do, anyways,” Futaba added.
Akira nodded. His face was hot. He was struggling to keep his shaky hands under control. He felt tears welling behind his eyes. Why was he still trying to keep his emotions in?
“I’m glad you told us about this,” Haru smiled at him warmly.
“You can surely rely on us as much as we have relied on you, leader,” Yusuke says assuringly.
Futaba quickly hugged Akira’s arm when he began to cry. It ended up with all of the Phantom Thieves on or around his bed. Ann was on his other side, head on his shoulder. Ryuji sat on the other side of Futaba, his hand lingering close to Akira. Makoto was kneeling in front of him, clasping a hand in both of hers. Yusuke and Haru sat in chairs on either side of her, leaning in close to fill the circle.
Akira’s free hand was on his face, wiping away tears that kept being replaced. Morgana squeezed in and curled up in his lap, nudging him with his nose.
“We’re a team, Akira. Teammates never leave another behind,” he said, closing his eyes.
The Phantom Thieves of Hearts had always had one thing in common: they shared their pain together. And they all awakened to one more thing; Akira Kurusu deserved the world.
I feel shadowhunters should have a chill episode. Like nothing is happening and nobody is worrying about the main plot. Even an episode where they are just hunting demons. Because I feel the problem of shadowhunters is that it tends to rush too much on the plot and does not give the characters time to breath. It is a good show with amazing characters, but it need to slow down. We are in season 2A and Valentines plot is already over. Like literally 3 of the 4book done in 1 season and half. I feel like the 2B.1 episode should be all the characters having their little moments on their own with their little struggles such as:
*Jace struggling to tell Clary about the fake sibling thing
*Clary and Simon having their “honey moon moment” but with Clary showing some sign that she is not 100% happy with Simon this way. And Simon worrying about his family and like I want to know what happen with his mother??
*Izzy recovering from the withdrawal and at the same time having a sibling mission moment with Alec
*And before the mission Alec waking up from Magnus’ bed in just his sweat pants with Magnus besides him still sleeping, answering Izzy’s call about new mission and that he is spending too much time at Magnus’ loft (ok this is just me wanting something malec domestic lol)
*Magnus talking with Catarina about the future of Madzie then also fixing some problems with a client to show his “other job”
*Luke and Maia having a moment. Like them talking about everything and realizing the way they associate was not the correct one. So they become partners (like Alaric was to Luke) and do stuff with the pack cause…I need to see Luke more involved with the other wolves cause he is the Alpha…right?
Like it is just an episode of just them. Forget the plot…forget the end of the world…just them
Hiiii, can you do a headcanon with the rfa and mc on their wedding night? Thank you!
Heya! Hope you like it! ^^
RFA on wedding night
an actor, he knows how to stay calm before a big debut
no musical he ever started made him feel that nervous. He feels like sweating,
but he can’t sweat or it will ruin his make-up.
noticed Seven and Jumin whispering about something looking concerned, what were
those two up to?
managed to distract him, but Yoosung entered the room. “Seven, did you already
delete the photo of MC? Oh, Zen! I didn’t know you would be here…” “Usually,
the broom room is reserved for the broom, Yoosung.” Jumin explained calmly, but
it was very perceptive that he wasn’t pleased.
are you talking about? What photo of MC?” Zen got back to his nervous state. “I
don’t think is worthy trying to hide from him anymore, some paparazzi took a
photo of MC in her bride dress.” “But don’t worry, I’m already on it, Zen,
there’s nothing to worry ab…”
wrong with these people? Seriously, they have absolutely no respect or
consideration for such a sacred moment! MC doesn’t deserve this!” Zen ignored
Seven and kept on yelling about boundaries and the difference between public
and private, then he stopped when he heard a sweet voice coming from outside
the room, through the door.
Are you ok, honey?” it was you. Oh god! He was yelling that loud that you heard
from your room? “I-I’m okay, babe. Do-don’t worry…” “Zen, you’re a great actor,
but you know I can tell when you’re lying, right?”
took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, MC. I’m just pissed at the press! They can’t do
that to you! If they can’t respect me, they should at least respect the woman
of my life!” “Zen, it’s fine…” “No, it’s not fine, MC! Will it be like this
forever? Every step we take is going to be followed around by these vultures?
I… what if I can handle this?”
I’m coming in!” “No, no, you can’t! It’s bad luck, babe!” “Bad luck would be
you not seeing what everybody already saw, it’s okay… our love is stronger than
any silly superstition…”
came in and took Zen’s breath away, did he die and went to heaven? You looked like
an angel… “Babe… you… you are…” you giggled and cupped his face with your hand.
“You don’t have to handle anything by yourself from now on, Hyun. I’ll be here
for you, no matter what, okay? Let them talk, everything will be ok as long as
his anger from before was fading away, he was still amazed about your power of
making everything that was wrong just… disappear. “So, I have a surprise for
you” you told him “There’s something nobody saw it yet, you’ll be the first
let’s… let’s give them some privacy, guys…” Seven said blushing and moving
Jumin and Yoosung out of the room, you rolled your eyes. “It’s nothing naughty!
I just… wanted to show you my vows…” “Oh, babe, you don’t have to!” “No, just
read it! I… memorized this, so maybe it’ll feel different when you actually
hear me there?”
actually felt different when you were in the aisle, professing your love for
him, the words were the same, but seeing you say it, your eyes tearing up, was
a whole new experience. And in that moment, among all those flashes from all
those cameras and all those people, all he could see was you, and it would be
like that from now on.
was unrecognizable, everybody was expecting a sweaty stuttering mess, he was
just sitting there, quiet… staring at the wall.
something really wrong, dude!” Seven stated. “What are you talking about? He
looks great!” Zen shrugged.
Yoosung? Do you want anything? Some water, breathmints, a roofie?” Yoosung
didn’t answer to Seven’s teasing… Yeah, this was bad.
Are you okay, dude?” Zen asked, now noticing what Seven was talking about. Zen
and Seven looked at each other, they had no idea what to do.
went looking for you, he knocked at the door, Jaehee answered. “Hey… huh, try
to be discreet, but… Yoosung is being really weird right now…” “If he’s
panicking, just talk to him, he’ll be fine.” “No, that’s the problem, he’s… not
panicking, he’s just… there.” “What do you mean?” Jaehee went out of the
Is that you? Is something wrong, Jaehee?” you were standing next to the door,
oh god… “Talk! Is something wrong with Yoosung?”
not sure… “ “So… what is it? Did he run away?” “WHAT? NO! I mean… Zen could
stop him if he tried, right?” Oh my god…
should go and check him.” “MC, I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Jaehee warned
you. “Seven, is he not saying anything? Looking like he’s spacing out?” “Yeah…”
“See? I know my future husband and I know how to deal with him.”
went to his room, it was worse than you thought, he looked like he had been
playing LOLOL for 36 hours non-stop, but he didn’t play LOLOL for a while now.
Are you okay, honey?” you came close to him carefully. “Tell me if there’s
something wrong, and if I can help you.”
finally looked at you! You looked like a fairy! He could not believe it was
real, you were real1 And you were going to get married to someone like him?
“That’s exactly what’s wrong, MC.”
“Us…” “Yoosung…” “No, I’m serious! Look at you, coming to comfort me because I keep
getting pathetic in front of you… what if I’ll never be able to comfort you? To
help you? To protect you? It will feel like you’re my older sister, exactly
like it was with…”
hold his hand sweetly. “Yoosung, do you love me?” “Of course, MC!” “You love me
as much as you did that time when you got into Mint Eye?” “I love you even
didn’t you do everything to protect me back then? You’ve been acting like my
guardian angel way before we decided to get married, Yoosung. It’s not a pair of
rings or… saying vows and signing a document, it’s about us being able to rely
on each other. And I rely on you so much, I look at your eye like this and I
remember why I can rely on you that much, my Yoosung…”
of you were tearing a little. “I’m gonna be… the happiest man on Earth, right?”
“It depends only on you.”
when he saw you coming towards him in the aisle. He knew: yep, he was
definitely the happiest man on Earth.
of you were anxious, she was better at hiding it.
had breakfast together in complete silence, it felt like you two had to keep
your feelings to yourselves right now and let everything out later in that
decided to come separated to the hotel where the wedding was going to happen.
That way, you would actually miss each other.
You came first, Yoosung and Zen were already
waiting for you to help you with whatever you needed. Jaehee would be here
time was ticking, and you didn’t hear from hear. You asked the hotel staff, she
haven’t arrived yet.
called her. “Jaehee, is everything okay, honey?” “MC, I’m sorry, I’m stuck on
traffic, there was an accident and…”
ACCIDENT? OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY? OH, I KNEW WE SHOULD HAVE COME TOGETHER!
WHAT WAS I THINKING? ARE YOU HURT? WHICH HOSPITAL ARE YOU AT?”
calm down! You didn’t let me finish! There was an accident on the road and now
it’s intermitted, I might stay stuck here for a while…” you sighed in relief,
but you quickly tensed up when you actually understood the trouble you were in.
do we do now, Jaehee? Oh, this is all my fault!” “MC, it’s not your fault, stop
panicking, please! You’re making me nervous too.” “I’m sorry, love, I’m so so
sorry, I… can’t help myself! I… I’m so afraid everything will go wrong! I can’t
live with myself if something goes wrong between us, Jaehee, I can’t!”
I’m scared too, but it’s that good fear, you know what I mean? Like that one we
felt when we opened the café, it’s not really a fear, it’s just…”
you completed her sentence and you both giggled. “It’s just… I treated you so
coldly this morning, Jaehee, I’m so sorry.” “It’s okay, I did the same thing,
we’re just trying to make the best out of it, but the best is when we act like
we normally do, right? Maybe that’s our first lesson for when we get married…”
I wonder when that will be…” “Be patient, I’ll be there as soon as you realize,
then something clicked in your mind. “Zen, can you do me a favor?”
a bike on a dress was the most uncomfortable and craziest thing she’s ever
done, but she was in a hurry as much as you were. She couldn’t wait anymore
being away from you on such an important day…
she got there, she barely had time to get her helmet off, you were all over
her, hugging her tightly and kissing her face.
“I’m so happy to see you, there’s so much I want to say to you now,
Jaehee, I…” she put a finger on your lips. “I’m here, I’m safe, you look
wonderful, and I wish to hear what you have to say when you read your vows to
me. Everything will be fine, my love.”
both of you said everything that was stuck on your throats since that awkward
morning. Fortunately, mornings like that one would be soon replaced by the
sweetest and romantic ones.
he nervous? Nobody could tell. But he’d been checking his tie and adjusting his
cufflinks each 10 seconds
and Yoosung were talking a lot, Jumin couldn’t hear them, he was only thinking
of you. How perfect you would look coming down the aisle, how amazing it would
be your first dance as a married couple, how sweet would be the first moment
you two would be alone… calm down, Jumin, you’re getting ahead of yourself!
Maybe you shold check your tie again.
father entered the room, Seven and Yoosung immediately excused themselves,
truth be told, Mr. Chairman could be as intimidating as his son sometimes.
should tell you how proud I am of you, son. Seeing you so happy about sharing
your life with a significant other is something I only hoped for you, and it
actually happened. And she is a wonderful lady…”
really marvelous.” “Yes, I regret I ever doubted her intentions. If I knew
better, I wouldn’t have convinced her to sign a pre-nup…” “You did what?”
I was worried about after that Sarah and Glam situation, and I thought she
might be another gold digger, so I talked to her and she agreed on signing it.
I should have known that moment when she didn’t even hesitate, she really loves
shocking, isn’t it? My own father didn’t think I could actually make someone
fall in love with me for who I am, unbelievable…” “Son, it’s nothing like
you really think talking to her behind my back because you were doubting her
was a good idea? And why would she even agree to this? I…” “Son, calm down…”
I will as soon as I talk to her. Excuse me, father.” Jumin entered in your room
without previous warning, you tried to cover the dress, scared. “Ju-Jumin? What
are you doing here?”
need to cover yourself, love. I already saw the dress, remember? We were
together when the designer sketched. Although seeing you like this is a
heavenly vision, indeed…” you felt his eyes a little distant.
are you okay?” “Why didn’t you tell me you signed a pre-nup?” “Oh, this is… I
thought your father wouldn’t say a thing, I just… was trying to make a good
impression for him…”
don’t have to worry about what my father thinks, MC. You’re getting married
with me! I’ll be the one to protect you, and I need you to have financial
stability if something ever happens to me…” “Jumin, don’t even say a thing like
sorry, but we have to be realistic here. If something ever happens to me, I
can’t leave you without nothing, MC. This is much more serious and important
than causing an impression on my father.” “I… I’m sorry, Jumin, I didn’t want
to make you get mad or…”
would never get mad at you.” He rushed to hold your hands. “I think it’s
adorable you want to please my father, but from now on, we should make a
commitment of discussing matters like that.” He felt himself calming down just
by holding your warm soft hands. “Yes, I promise, Jumin…”
you really did, as you repeated that in your vows. He didn’t regret seeing you
before the marriage, it didn’t really make a difference in the end, since
looking at you like that felt like he was seeing you for the very first time.
could bare him! He was getting snappy and rude to everybody, including his
excused himself before he could punch him. Imagine a black eye on a day like
this, MC would kill them both.
he had to do something, and he knew you were the only one who could actually
make Saeyoung go back to his normal stupid self.
being an ass, MC!” “Oh, I’m sure he’s just nervous, Saeran, give him time.”
“Well, how much time do you have before getting on the aisle?” he had a point…
I’ll talk to him…” you sighed and went to him, you knocked at the door.
“Saeyoung? What’s going on?”
can’t believe he called you! I told him I was fine! Ugh… just… go get ready,
MC!” “Don’t tell me what to do like this, Saeyoung, I already said I don’t like
I’m sorry if I’m actually worried about the wedding schedule, but if you want
to waste time, be my guest!” oh no he didn’t!
stormed out inside of his room. He looked at you surprised, you looked like you
just stepped out of a fairy-tale… a very angry princess was coming towards him,
you prick! You can’t treat me or anybody who cares about you like this just
because you’re nervous, you heard me? You think I’m not nervous too? That I’m
not anxious about sharing my whole life with you? I’m freaking terrified,
Saeyoung! But I swallowed my fears, put a smile on my face and just started
thinking about how amazing it will be being with the person I most love in the
whole universe. So I suggest you do the same and stop being an asshole! Was I
eyes were widened, you sounded so… sexy! And you were absolutely right! “Was I clear, Saeyoung?” “Crystal clear…”
so apologize to your brother and, fix your tie!” he fixed it so fast you felt
like giggling, but you had to keep it serious “Hey, MC?” “Yes, Saeyoung?” “You
look stunning!” “Yeah, thanks… “ you blushed and he grinned.
really sorry, MC. I still have a long way to go about controlling my anxiety,
but I know you will always be there to sensually scold me like you did jus
now…” “ I wasn’t trying to be sensual, but ok…” “No,I… promise I’ll be the best
for you, MC! I’ll never let a wet towel on the bed and I’ll always put down the
toilet seat and… I’ll do my best to only show you my best side, because you
deserve the best, after all…” “Thanks for saying that, but I hope these aren’t
your vows, I don’t really want to hear about toilet seats in front of the
priest, Saeyoung…” you two laughed.
his vows actually weren’t nothing like that, it was so sweet and honest that
you cried. He promised himself if he would ever make you cry again, it could
only be tears of joy like this.