i'm sorry but i had to edit this it was too pretty

spaceless-sea  asked:

How are you? I hope well! Can you do a rfa+v and Saeran having to do seven minutes in heaven? Like honestly not even as drunk just sober. (Requests aren't open;-; but maybe later? Also I rlly love your blog like I'm most done with the masterlist^°^)

Author’s note: I hope you guys like this!!!! i’m still rusty ok it’s been awhile edit: I FORGOT V AGAIN someone please send in a request that says “add v” so I remember to edit him in here

Yoosung

  • “You wanna play cards? I brought them with me so we wouldn’t be bored!!”
  • Does he… Does he really not know what we’re supposed to be doing?
  • You looked down at Yoosung, who was already on sitting on the floor shuffling the deck
  • “Lemme guess… you’ve never played Seven minutes in Heaven.”
  • Yoosung paused for a second before shaking his head
  • You sat down next to him and smiled
  • He’s so cute…
  • “So what game do you wanna play, MC?”
  • But then again, this IS Seven minutes in heaven
  • “Strip Poker.”
  • Yoosung’s face turned bright red
  • “H-Huh? Strip?”
  • You smirked
  • “I’ll start.”
  • In one quick moment, your shirt was thrown across the room
  • “Okay, now you’re turn.”
  • Yoosung who had now achieved a new shade of red blatantly stared at your chest
  • “I-I… uhh, w-well-“
  • “SAY SOMETHING, YOU IDIOT!!!”
  • What the hell?
  • Yoosung looked behind you
  • “I think it came from the other side of the door.”
  • You stood up and opened the closet door, and in tumbled Zen and Jumin.
  • “So,” you crossed your arm and looked down at the two very guilty looking boys, “You wanna explain yourselves?”
  • The two of them began stuttering out excuses
  • “W-Well Yoosung’s never played before-“
  • “-I heard you were taking off your shirt-“
  • “-And I thought he might need guidance-“
  • “-So I wanted to hear the rest.”
  • You glared at them
  • “First, Jumin don’t be a perv, and second-“
  • “We were in the middle of something.”
  • You looked back at Yoosung, who had taken off his shirt
  • “And now that MC and I are even, I’d like to get back to the game.”
  • Despite the confidence behind Yoosung’s words, his face was as red as ever
  • You turned back around and smirked
  • “You heard the man!”
  • Jumin and Zen slowly got up, both mumbling curses under their breath.
  • You closed the door behind them
  • “Now, where were we?”
  • In the end the two of you ended up stripping to your underwear and then just playing go fish for the rest of the time

Zen

  • “W-What? I can’t be in a closet alone with MC!! How will I control myself?”
  • You walked over to the closet and gave Zen a smirk
  • “Who says you need to?”
  • 0.1 seconds later Zen was standing in the closet how the hell did he even get there so fast???
  • You closed the door and turned around
  • “So,” you clapped your hands together, “Show me what you got.”
  • Zen smirked
  • “You sure you can handle it?”
  • You raised an eyebrow, “I think you already know the answer to that.”
  • Zen smiled
  • “This is gonna be-“
  • Was all Zen could get out before hitting his head on the light
  • “Ohhh s-shittt…”
  • You rushed over to Zen, who was now bent over in pain
  • “Are you okay? Do you need ice? How bad does it hurt?”
  • Zen looked up at you with hazy eyes
  • “Slooowww down, youuu’reee talking wayyyy toooo fast!!!”
  • I’m not sure what’s more concerning… Zen’s slurred speech or the giant lump forming on his forehead.
  • “We need to get you out of here right-“
  • “NO! I want to give you… seven minutes…in…….”
  • THUD
  • “UHHHHHHH, GUYSOPENTHEDOORZENJUSTPASSEDOUT.”
  • “He did WHAT?”
  • Jaehee swung to door open, her eyes immediately traveling down to unconscious Zen
  • “What happened to his face? And why is the closet light busted??”
  • The rest of the RFA stood behind her, patiently awaiting your answer
  • “Well,” you looked down at Zen and smirked, “I guess he unleashed the beast a little too early.”

Jaehee

  • As soon as Jaehee closed the door she sunk down to the floor and sighed
  • “Finally… peace and quiet.”
  • You nodded, sitting down next to her
  • “Who the hell let Seven DJ anyways?”
  • Jaehee laughed, “I don’t know, but it was a horrible decision.”
  • It would’ve been fine if he just turned the damn the volume down…
  • You looked over at Jaehee, who was responding to an email on her phone
  • “Work’s got you pretty busy, huh?”
  • She gave you a sarcastic glare
  • “Doesn’t it always?”
  • The two of you began ranting about Jumin and the rest of the RFA
  • “I mean, does he think I’m just made out of cat toys? He can’t keep-“
  • “Wait… Jaehee?”
  • “Yeah?”
  • “I think our seven minutes are up… Did they forget about us?”
  • Jaehee checked her phone
  • “It’s been 12 minutes,” she looked back over at you and smiled, “so I think it’s safe to say they have.”
  • The two of you exchanged glances
  • It’s so nice in here…
  • “You wanna stay?”
  • Jaehee’s eyes lit up
  • “I thought you’d never ask!”
  • She set her phone down and yawned
  • “I think… I’ll take a nap.”
  • You reached up and turned the lights off
  • “Sounds good to me.”
  • You stared at the ceiling, waiting for the drowsiness to hit you
  • That was when you felt something warm slump on your shoulder
  • You looked over at Jaehee and she gave you a sleepy smile
  • “Do you mind if I use you as a pillow?”
  • Be still my heart.
  • “Y-Yeah!”
  • Jaehee closed her eyes, and within the next five minutes, she was asleep
  • The next morning Seven found both of you sleeping in his closet
  • And yes he was naked 
  • And yes he screamed
  • And yes you and Jaehee both screamed back
  • But it was still the best seven minutes in heaven you’ve ever played even if it wasn’t just seven minutes

Jumin

  • As SOON as the door closed he had you pinned up against the wall
  • “W-Woah, slow down there bud.”
  • Jumin closed his eyes and sighed, letting go of the grip he had on your hips
  • “Sorry,” he backed up and ran his hands through his hair
  • You practically feel him holding himself back
  • “Why are you so worked up??”
  • Jumin leaned back on the wall opposite of you
  • “It’s just, while we were out there, Zen kept… flirting with you.”
  • His nose crinkled when he said the word flirting, as if it were a disgusting word
  • “I know secretly dating is hard, but I really think its best.”
  • You looked up at him, “Especially with everything happening with your company…”
  • Jumin nodded, taking a step toward you
  • “I suppose I can’t blame Zen. You do look ravishing tonight,” Jumin smirked
  • You smiled back at him, giving him a small twirl
  • “Thank you, my boyfriend helped me pick this out.”
  • “I must say, your boyfriend has great taste. I bet he’s handsome, too.”
  • “Oh yes, extremely.”
  • “FIVE MINUTES LEFT YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS!!”
  • Seven’s yelling interrupted your conversation
  • “Hmm,” Jumin looked at you, “Do you think five minutes in enough?”
  • You pushed yourself off of the wall and grabbed Jumin by the tie
  • “Won’t know unless we try.”
  • And as it turns out, five minutes was more than enough time to… scroll through Jumin’s pictures of Elly

Saeran

  • “So.”
  • “Yup.”
  • “This is fun.”
  • “Really fun.”
  • For the first two minutes, those were the only words exchanged between you and Saeran
  • I have to do something to break this silence.
  • You cleared your throat
  • “Uhh… so how are you?”
  • SERIOUSLY??? Is that the best I could come up with?
  • “I’m fine.”
  • “…Cool.”
  • You looked down at your feet
  • I’m good too, thanks for asking.
  • this poor child doesn’t know how to socialize have mercy on him
  • When you looked back up at him, his eyes quickly darted away
  • Was he staring at me?
  • A light blush crossed his face
  • That’s… kinda cute.
  • You bit your lip
  • Well, this is seven minutes in heaven
  • Before your brain could tell you otherwise, you leaned forward and lightly pressed your lips against his
  • After getting over the initial shock that someone was actually kissing him Saeran grabbed your chin and deepened the kiss
  • When you pulled away, both of you were out of breath
  • You leaned back against the wall
  • “…So.”
  • “Yup.”
  • “That was fun.”
  • Really fun.”
  • Seven swung the door open
  • “TIME’S UP!!!”
  • You looked at Saeran and smirked
  • “Let’s do this again sometime.”
  • Saeran followed you out the door and grabbed your wrist
  • He pulled you back and lowered his voice so the other’s couldn’t here
  • “Name the place and I’ll be there.”
  • Oh, this was going to be f u n.

Seven

  • “♪♫YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, MC AND SEVEN IN HEAVEN FOR SEVEN♪♫”
  • You looked back the rest of the group
  • “Please help me.”
  • Jaehee gave you a pitying look and Zen saluted you “in honor of his fallen comrade”
  • Before you could anyone else’s reaction, Seven grabbed your hand and pulled you into the closet
  • “Your closet is a lot smaller than I thought it would be.”
  • Seven let go of your hand and laughed
  • “You do know I wear almost the same thing every day, right?”
  • You reached out to feel one of his shirts
  • “This one is my favorite.”
  • You pointed to the shirt Yoosung had gotten Seven for his birthday
  • It had a picture of the RFA on the front and the word “family” in Arabic on the back
  • “Mine too.”
  • Seven stepped closer to you
  • “You wanna see why I was so excited to get you in here?”
  • You felt your face heat up
  • “W-Well, I mean-“
  • “SAERAN TURN OFF THE LIGHTS!”
  • “What?”
  • As soon as the lights went off, Seven turned you around so you were facing the door
  • He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a tight hug from behind
  • “Look up.”
  • You tilted your head to look up at the ceiling
  • “Oh my…”
  • Glow-in-the-dark stars were scattered all over the top of the closest, turning the dull ceiling into a tiny galaxy
  • “It’s beautiful.”
  • Seven buried his face in the crook of your neck
  • “So are you.”
  • And that’s when it hit you
  • You were literally in heaven in with Seven
  • “Thank you.”

anonymous asked:

PROMPT: D & P somehow get into a debate over who is kinkier in bed. Phil says something like 'Just because you have 5 vibrators doesn't make you more kinky. And yes. I know you have them. I hear the buzzing at two am bc I'm a heavy sleeper but you don't know how to be quiet' then cue rough sex

Warning!! Smut: Top! Phil, daddy kink, degradation, dirty talk, vocal Dan, bantz, dom! Phil, coming untouched (twice), coming in pants (once), etc.


~Thinking about it, Dan was almost positive him and Phil had rarely ever had a proper, real argument. It was usually about silly things when they did; anime, editing, memes, etc. Then when they did have an actual fight, it always resulted in them both crying and saying sorry. This time it was different, this wasn’t a real argument, this was leading into territory that hadn’t ever really gone too before.

~Dan and Phil had been joking around, sat in their lounge talking mindlessly about something, tossing back and forth a small bouncy ball they found and laughing. Dan was a lousy throw, missed, and hit Phil in the eye. To which, Phil replied with, “Kinky.”

~Dan snorted slightly and shrugged. “Nah kinky would be if I had called you daddy and threw it at you acting like a pissed off toddler.” He said pointedly, catching the ball and throwing it back. “I guess you’re right. I guess you aren’t as kinky as me then.” He said mostly to joke, throwing the ball back before seeing Dan raise an eyebrow.

~Dan gave him a questioning look, shaking his head before throwing the ball back to him. “Yeah I highly doubt that you’re kinkier than me, Lester.” He challenged, to which Phil smirked in response. “Just because you have like five vibrators doesn’t mean you’re kinkier than me.”

~Dan felt his ears turn red, looking away and blushing, not commenting back. “Yes I know you have them. I’m no idiot, I can hear the buzzing at like two AM. Or at least I would be able too if you knew how to stay quiet.” He chuckled softly, seeing Dan turn even more red.

~Dan finally looked up, shrugging. “I’ve always been vocal. I just figured you’d be asleep by then..” He trailed off, looking away again and blushing once more. “Dan, I’ve been your best friend for years and you still don’t know I’m never asleep at 2 am?” Phil laughed softly.

~Dan shrugged again, trying to brush it all off and play it cool. “I’m still kinkier than you fuck off.” He attempted to change the subject. “I don’t believe that for a second. Just because you moan like  bitch in heat doesn’t mean you’re kinky, or good in bed.” He smirked.

~Dan gave him an offended look, glaring a bit. “Shut up!” He threw a pillow at him from the couch. “Im plenty good in bed, and far kinkier than you could even dream of being.” He said, to which Phil instant denied. “Yeah no. I would ask for proof, but I don’t feel like being disappointed.” He teased, knowing Dan would get more riled up the more he went on like this.

~Phil chuckled deeply when Dan didn’t reply. “I guess I’m right. Dan Howell isn’t kinkier than me, and he’s shit in bed.” He declared, mostly to himself, seeing Dan’s face turn red from a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “I’m great in bed. Maybe you’re the one who sucks in bed, that’s why you’re harping on me so much.” He accused, seeing Phil raise an eyebrow at him.

~Phil brushed off the accusation, leaning back on the couch and putting his hands behind his head. “Sorry, I don’t get affected by very wrong accusations like you.” He hummed. “Are you saying yours against me was false then?” Dan smirked. “No I still think you suck in bed.” Phil laughed, looking over at him with that damn smirk still plastered on his face.

~Dan huffed and crossed his arms, glaring at him. “And what makes you think you’re so damn good in bed?” He asked. “Mhm?”

~Phil laughed, giving him a small shrug and closing his eyes. “I’d bet money I could make you cum untouched before i was even close.” He said casually. “Hell, I’d bet money I could have you begging me for it within 10 minutes.”

~Dan chuckled sarcastically. “Yeah right. You couldn’t get into my pants even if you took me to dinner and a movie first.” He snorted.

~Phil looked over at him once more, pushing his hair off his face and sitting up, chuckling deeply. “You say that because you know it’s true. You know easily I could have you begging for my cock, whimpering and whining for me to fuck you so hard you can’t walk the next day.”

~Dan swallowed visibly at his words, trying to push them away and shaking his head. “Oh whatever.” He denied. “Don’t lie to yourself Danny. I know damn well you want me. All those cries of my name and daddy over and over again in the middle of the night. You always sound so pretty, almost like you’re purposely putting on a show knowing I’m awake. I bet you look even better.”

~Dan was blushing furiously again, shaking his head but not speaking. “Awe..” Phil smirked, moving a hand on Dan’s thigh and squeezing gently. “Getting all worked up, Dan?” He cooed, leaning over and biting his earlobe gently. “Thinking about how nicely I’d stretch you open, how much better it’d be than all your toys, having me fucking into you, holding you down and marking up your neck and chest, making you my property?” He hummed.

~Dan didn’t even try to shake his head in denial, letting a small whimper pass his lips as Phil spoke. He felt himself being pushed back, Phil crawling between his legs in a swift motion and ghosting his lips over Dan’s neck. “You’d like that wouldn’t you baby? My thick cock ruining your pretty hole, teeth sinking into your neck and leaving dark bruises, my cum filling you up nicely..” He started placing small kisses down Dan’s neck.

~Phil moved down the side of his neck, kissing gently, occasionally taking the smooth skin between his teeth and nipping quickly. Dan was squirming under him, quickly becoming a mess. “Fuck..Phil..” Dan whimpered out, hands gripping the older male’s shirt tightly. “What baby boy?” Phil smirked gently.

~Dan whimpered loudly, his head thrown back as Phil bit down roughly and sucked a few proper marks against his throat. “Fuck me!” He cried out without thinking, gasping when Phil’s lips detached from his beck and moved to his mouth.

~Phil kissed him for a while, his hands moving under his shirt and rubbing circles into his hip bones. Dan was whimpering into his mouth, kissing back messily as he wiggled under him. “Please Phil.” He whined when Phil pulled back from the kiss, watching the older male tug off his shirt quickly. Dan did the same, looking at him with desperate eyes.

~Phil chuckled and leaned back down, feeling Dan’s hands fumbling with his belt, the metal clinking and Dan’s moaning the only sound in the room. Dan’s hands moved back, his arms around Phil and his nails dragging down his back once Phil started grinding into him, hips rutting together roughly.

~Dan was coming undone too soon, he felt like a horny teenager all over again as Phil’s hips rolled into his own, the friction of his jeans and boxers against the head of his cock almost enough to send him over the edge already, just needing a little more. He moaned loudly, feeling Phil nip his bottom lip and tug it back, attacking his mouth again for another heated kiss.

~Phil moved his hand down quickly, starting to palm Dan through his jeans firmly. Dan was getting louder, his moans and whimpers bouncing off the walls and drowning out all other sound. He cried out, starting to cum hard, blushing a deep red as he did.

~Phil chuckled softly, smirking. “I guess I was wrong..” He hummed. “About..?” Dan panted slightly, feeling Phil’s hips still pressing into his own. “You are good in bed. So far.” He smirked, his lips reattaching to Dan’s quickly, his hips still rolling into his.

~Dan didn’t take long to get hard again, Phil having some surreal effect on his libido he had never seen before, not that he was complaining. He felt Phil’s fingers hook under his jeans, tugging them down with force until they were on the ground.

~Phil did the same, slowly stripping with him until there was a pile on the ground of all their clothes. Phil reached down, wrapping his hand around the younger male’s cock and starting to stroke slowly, his thumb rubbing over the tip and over his slit repeatedly, Dan bucking his hips up in response each time, desperate for the touch.

~Dan wasn’t quiet, he never was, but in the sexual aspect he was a vocal guy. He liked to moan, he liked to put on a show for whoever was fucking him, and Phil would be lying if he said it wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life. “Should we go to the bed?” Dan asked between kissing, whining and pouting when he felt Phil’s hand pull away from his aching cock.

~Phil gripped his ass, pulling him into his lap and lifting him up with surprising ease, carrying him to the bedroom with his lips attached to his neck. Dan felt his back hit the bed, Phil between his legs again and his hand fumbling to the side for his top drawer, finding the small blue bottle of lube and handing it to Phil.

~Phil chuckled, popping the cap and pouring a thick layer over three of his fingers, moving his hand between Dan’s legs and circling his rim. Dan shivered, his thighs shaking in anticipation before letting out a loud, strained moan when Phil slipped two fingers into him with ease.

~Phil worked his fingers in and out of the whimpering, writhing man under him, curling them slowly to try and find his spot. He smirked, hearing Dan cry out, his back arching off the mattress once he found it. He added a third digit, scissoring his fingers slowly for a moment before deciding he was stretched enough, spending a few moments rubbing against Dan’s prostate.

~Dan was whining at the top of his lungs, breathless, covered in a thin layer of sweat and his hair curling against his forehead as he was worked open. Phil was in awe, drinking in the sight and sound of Dan. “You sound so good baby..such a slut for me already.” He breathed, pulling his fingers out slowly.

~Dan whimpered, his legs wrapping around Phil’s hips and trying to pull him closer. Phil chuckled, smacking his thigh as a warning. “Don’t be a greedy slut or I’ll leave you here with a vibrator in as punishment. I could get off on my own, come back later when I’, ready to use your hole for my pleasure, just leave you hear unable to cum with a toy against your spot for a few hours.” He threatened, watching Dan shake his head.

~Phil chuckled softly, smirking. “That’s what I thought baby..” he said, stroking over himself and coating his length with the leftover lube, moaning lowly. He positioned at his entrance, pushing in his tip before pulling out, smirking when Dan whined and started clenching around nothing, his head thrashing back in frustration. “Beg.” Phil smirked.

~Dan pouted, looking up at him and whining loudly, no longer caring. “Please daddy just fuck me! I’ve been so good, I’ve been such a good slut for you. Please just fuck me, use me, ruin me, make me yours.” He begged, gasping and arching his back when he felt Phil push in suddenly.

~Dan’s whole body shook, feeling more full than ever, his hands grasping at nothing for something, anything to grip as Phil started to fuck him quickly, barely giving him time to adjust. It hurt, but in all the best ays. The burning, Phil hitting his prostate dead on over and over again as if he had done this a thousand times, his nails digging into Dan;s hips as he gripped them for leverage. Dan was in bliss, tears in the corner of his eyes from the intense pleasure.

~Phil was breathless, thrusting harder and harder into Dan, their hips slamming together each time he pushed back in. Dan was unbelievably tight, warm, swallowing his cock perfectly, screaming his name. He felt Dan move up, his arms around him again and his nails dragging down his back probably hard enough to draw blood.

~Phil groaned loudly, trying to keep quiet and enjoy the beautiful noises pouring from Dan’s swollen and pink parted lips. “God fucking dammit..” Phil muttered, leaning down and resting his forehead against Dan’s as he thrusted hard. “You’re so good baby..so good for me. Taking my cock like you were made too, all these pretty moans and curses all for me.”

~Dan nodded, rocking his hips into him as he was slammed into over and over again. “All for you daddy fuck!” He was almost screaming, unable to stay quiet for more than a moment, the build of his orgasm tightening in his stomach. Only a few short moments later he was coming again, white ribbons along both of their chests, loud shouts of Phil’s name and various obscenities pouring from his mouth at high enough volume he was sure everyone on their floor could hear him, but he didn’t care.

~Phil started breathing heavy, Dan tightening around him as he came for the second time that night, the feeling sending him over the edge. His thrusts became less rhythmic as he grew closer, Dan clenching tightly around him until he came himself, deep inside the younger male, gasping and groaning, his hips moving erratically as he rode out his orgasm.

~Phil collapsed onto him, rolling over and pulling out, hearing Dan whimper quietly as his cum dripped out of him slightly. Dan moved over to lean on him, looking at him and smiling a little. “Wanna nap and then we’ll talk about this?” He offered, seeing Phil nod before they both passed out. 



A/N: Can I just with the fact that I still always listen to Often by The Weeknd whenever I write lmao. This is 2.3 k, so t’s seriously official, I can’t write a short hc. 

ASK ME ANYTHING: TAYLOR SWIFT SONGS EDITION
  • Tim McGraw: The name of my first summer love.
  • Picture To Burn: Someone who's picture I'd like to burn
  • Teardrops On My Guitar: The last time I cried during a song
  • A Place In This World: The Place I'd like to live the most
  • Cold As You: The worst rejection I've ever gotten.
  • The Outside: When did I feel most alone?
  • Tied Together With A Smile: Who is the strongest person I know?
  • Stay Beautiful: Who is the most beautiful person I know?
  • Mary's Song (Oh My My My): The name of my first crush
  • Our Song: A song that means a lot to me.
  • I'm Only Me When I'm With You: A person I can be myself with
  • Invisible: An awkward confession.
  • A Perfectly Good Heart: I'll tell you something sweet about your blog.
  • Fearless: My biggest fear.
  • Fifteen: A memory from when I was fifteen
  • Love Story: A story about something romantic that happened to me.
  • Hey Stephen: The name of my crush
  • White Horse: Have I ever been in love with someone who was taken?
  • You Belong With Me: Which celebrity shoyld see, they belong with me?
  • Breathe: Something I can't breathe without
  • Tell Me Why: A question of mine that has yet to be answered.
  • You're Not Sorry: Something I'm sorry for?
  • Forever & Always: What do I wish to have forever and always?
  • The Best Day: What was the best day so far?
  • Change: What do I want to change about myself?
  • Jump Then Fall: Who's laugh is the best sound I have ever heard?
  • Untouchable: My biggest dream
  • Come In With The Rain: My favourite kind of weather.
  • Superstar: My celebritycrush
  • The Other Side Of The Door: The last person I fought with
  • Mine: The best thing that's ever been mine
  • Sparks Fly: Who captivates my like a fireworkshow?
  • Back To December: If I could go back in time, where would I go?
  • Speak Now: *Insert any question here*
  • Dear John: Something I wanna say to my exboyfriend/girlfriend/crush
  • Mean: The meanest thing someone has ever said to me.
  • The Story Of Us: Tell a story about someone you know
  • Never Grow Up: A memory about growing up
  • Enchanted: Someone who enchants me.
  • Better Than Revenge: Someone you want to teach a lesson
  • Innocent: How easily do I forgive?
  • Haunted: A memory that haunts me.
  • Last kiss: The last person I kissed/wanted to kiss.
  • Long Live: Who will I remember forever?
  • Ours: Who has a pretty little mind?
  • If This Was A Movie: If my life was a movie, who would play me?
  • Superman; If I had any superpower, what would it be?
  • State Of Grace: Who is my achilles' heel?
  • Red: Someone I just can't forget.
  • Treacherous: The most dangerous thing I have ever done
  • I Knew You Were Trouble: The last time I got in trouble
  • All Too Well: Something someone said, I remember all too well
  • 22: My best birthday ever.
  • I almost do: How often do I doubt myself?
  • We Are Never Ever Getting Together: A couple you wish would get back together
  • Stay Stay Stay: Someone you can depend on
  • The Last Time: The Last Time I....*insert something here*
  • Holy Ground: I don't wanna dance, if I'm not dancing with....
  • Sad Beautiful Tragic: Something that makes me sad
  • The Lucky One: My biggest dream
  • Everything Has Changed: Something that has changed about me
  • Starlight: The most marvelous tune
  • Begin Again: What would I do again and again?
  • The Moment I Knew: The moment I knew...*insert something here*
  • Come Back...Be Here: Someone I miss
  • Girl at Home: Have I ever cheated on someone?

anonymous asked:

i found a text post around tumblr where this guy's roommate came home really drunk and designed an airplane (with all the drawings and calculations and shit) while intoxicated and didn't remember it the next day could u imagine that with cf victor and yuuri tho lmfao

“Okay, okay, look,” Yuuri slurs, lying on Victor’s chest with a notepad held above his head and a pen resting between his fingers. “Look,” he repeats, as though Victor isn’t looking. “See?

“See what?” Victor asks, brushing Yuuri’s hair back out of his eyes. It’s not particularly comfortable, lying like this, but he’s not about to complain. Yuuri is adorable when he’s drunk.

He had been playing some game with Phichit for a few hours, and then he’d come back to their dorm room like this. Immediately, he’d collapsed on top of Victor and started babbling incessantly about a genius breakthrough he’d had. Now, he’s designing an airplane, and is very adamant that Victor pay attention to whatever it is he’s doing. “Look! Look!” he’s insisting.

“I’m looking,” Victor promises.

“See the, um, what’s that part called? The wing! See how the wing is shaped? Like that? That helps,” he informs him, but his serious tone is betrayed by his occasional hiccup. “Listen,” he repeats.

Victor can’t help but laugh, now. “I am listening, Yuuri. I’m listening and looking. I promise.”

“Now if we just… The air resistance…” He starts scribbling formulas.

In an attempt to get him to forget about his airplane, Victor runs his foot up the bottom of Yuuri’s sweatpants, drifts it across his ankle. Yuuri doesn’t even seem to notice. “So you’re designing an airplane?” he asks, because if you can’t beat them, join them.

Yuuri shifts on top of him–it’s incredibly distracting. “Mmm,” he agrees. A second later, he thrusts his drawing in front of him, admiring it. “Done.”

“Done?”

As if an afterthought, he adds a few more numbers with little arrows pointing to pieces of the plane. Then, he puts the paper down on the bed and turns onto his side, his entire weight still resting on Victor. Victor wraps his arms around him, keeps their legs tangled together. “Goodnight, Yuuri.”

“You’re so nice, Vitya,” he mumbles against Victor’s chest. “So nice. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

~

“Who wrote this?” Yuuri asks the following morning, holding up his airplane design. Then, he pauses, and slowly but surely brings the paper closer to his eyes. “This design is actually intuitive.”

“You made it last night,” Victor reminds him. “You don’t remember?”

“I made this?”

“You’re even smarter than me when you’re drunk,” he teases, gripping Yuuri’s hips with his hands and looking at the paper over his shoulder. “Except, there is a drool stain on my shirt.”

Yuuri turns in his arms and then cringes when he sees the prominent stain on Victor’s chest. Then, though, he seems to identify his mischievous smile and nudges his shoulder instead of being embarrassed. “Well, you’re a good pillow.”

“I like being your pillow. Can I major in that? Yuuri Katsuki’s pillow. Whenever you want to design airplanes while drunk again, just let me know. Or if you want to do something else while lying on top of me…” He pauses, lets the meaning behind his words settle in. “Let me know.”

“I’m up for doing something else while lying on top of you.”

Victor perks up. “You are?”

“Like playing games on my phone, reading a book, talking to Makkachin…”

“Yuuri.”

“I’m kidding.” He takes his hand and squeezes it, then leads him to the bed. “Really though, that design wasn’t bad. Remind me to show it to Phichit later.”

queenconsuelabananahammock  asked:

Were Mila and Danny a thing??? I mean I had ~a feeling~ that they may have been at some point but...what's the tea 👀

They weren’t, as said by them plenty of times and the facts one can add.

I’m not much of a RPF fan, so I’m going to try and make this response as clear and informative as I can. But,

  • She was underage for most part of the show. He being 7 years older than her would had been a little bit crazy and honest to god disgusting if they were a thing. Which I don’t believe they were because
  • Both were on relationships by the time the rumor of them being a thing was spread. He has always present as a very monogamous man, liking and having serious and long-term relationships, which he had during the show and after, before marrying Bijou Philips. While Mila was also in a long-term serious relationship with actor Macaulay Culkin.
  • Another thing to add is the fact that both had refer to the other as their brother/sister, which makes sense since he seemed to have bonded with her pretty early during filming.
  • After the show ended, and their relationships too, they didn’t had a reason to hide if they had been together, but to this day they keep saying the same: they never dated, they see each other as brother/sister, it was only a rumor.

Rumors started because a tabloid published they were together after Mila went with Danny to the premiere of one of Ashton’s movies, ‘Just Married’. They were holding hands on some of the press pictures:

And while I understand some people take this as OH THEY ARE DATING, well– No. We sexualize every human touch so much we take some people holding hands as being intimate in a romantic way. But Danny was dating someone and so was she, and even with all his crap, he has always show certain respect for his couple. So I don’t believe this means anything.

I understand some people don’t hold their loved ones’ hands if they aren’t sexually together, but not everyone is like that. I do hold hands with my friends, male and female, and my brother, and my mom, and my nices and nephews. So honestly? Some respect to the actors that gave us such an amazing fictional couple to care about, would be great

Not just that, but Danny Masterson is a very touchy and handsy man. So really, don’t take it so serious.

Now, another thing I understand is that people may think something happened. But as long as they say no, I believe them and I respect them enough to not gossip about it, especially so many years after these things happened and she’s married to one of Danny’s best friends if not his best friend.

To finish, some cute facts about their friendship because they are adorable:

  • It is said he took her to her prom, (EDIT 11/03/2017: IT’S REAL! Mila said it herself: “He was my prom date too.”, source)
  • But other people say this information its flase, that in fact because of filming, she couldn’t make it to her prom, so the cast took her to a club instead and he was her ‘date’.
  • EDIT 11/03/2017: on Mila Kunis’ words, about going to clubs with Dan as her date:  “[…] And Danny [Masterson] took me to my first club and bought me my first drink,” Kunis recalls. “He was my prom date too.” (source).
  • He was the one who told Ashton to kiss Mila, who had never kissed anyone at that point. Danny told him he would pay him 20 bucks if he did it. He did. EDIT: I’ve been told Danny told him to give her tongue in one of their early kisses in the show, and he would pay him. But Ashton didn’t do it.
  • That one time they appeared in MadTV in the CHiPS sketch with Wilmer Valderrama. His character spends half the episode flirting and touching Mila’s character. He grabs her boobs and her ass, and they just kind of roll with that (and she laughs about it, so). (source)
  • She participated in plenty of his Scientology acting events, there’s plenty of pictures of that, that are honest to god kind of cute.
  • During season 8 filming, she would still sit on his lap between takes and be with him most times. This was informed by peopel who went to the tapping of the episodes and suffered the season in live and direct.
  • They were very comfortable around the other, which make their on-screen relationship incredible. Their chemistry is something I feel added a lot to Jackie and Hyde’s relationship.
  • She said she felt Jackie became less shallow because of Steven.
  • He called her a ‘small russian fairy’ because she pretty as hell and well, she’s ukranian. The quote: “Mila is this awesome, really smart little Russian fairy.” (I haven’t found a source for it).
  • There’s lots of interviews with Danny happily saying Hyde became better around Jackie, because he is like the captain of the ship.
  • Added on 11/04/2017: I found that, while filming season 7, there was a special for the show that aired only in Canada. In it, Mila and Danny give their interviews together and spend most their time joking between them and saying things like, “I was like, look at all these cute guys!” “Me being the cutest” “Of course, Danny”. (source)
  • Added on 11/04/2017: From this same special, fans say Danny and Mila were smiling and talking to the other while in the background of a scene, and even after the director called ‘cut’, they kept like flirting between them and kissed a few times. This I don’t know how to take it, but… yeah. (source)
  • Danny answers lots of stuff on twitter. When asked how it was to kiss Mila he answered, “my work doesn’t suck” (source). He also bashes both, Kelso/Jackie and Fez/Jackie, and hate son season 8 every chance he gets because he bitter af like all of us. (source).
  • Added on 11/04/2017: He said Mila would totally guest star in The Ranch if he asked her nicely. (source). Which means they are still good friends. Makes sense since, like I said, Ashton is one of Danny’s best friend, if not his best friend.
  • This picture:

If there was ever something more than friendship between them, which I don’t believe, they have decided to mantain it with themselves and we, as fans, must respect that and their personal lives. So, better not gossip about it.

Thank you for your question! :)

anonymous asked:

do you read victuuri fanfics? i'm looking for new recs ^^"

I do ♡ I can rec you some, but they’re pretty popular, so a lot of people have already read them.


On My Love by RikoJasmine (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Ongoing)

Time Travel AU where after an accident, Yuuri wakes up in Detroit before his first GPF.

For the second time, the Sochi Grand Prix Finals arrive, and with it a reborn Yuuri Katsuki. “Viktor,” Yuuri thinks over the pounding of his heart, the crowd going silent as the music begins. “I’ll show the world what you meant to me.”

I have never cried so much in my entire life.


Masquerade by Ashida (Rating: Explicit, Status: Ongoing)

Mafia/Gangsters AU 

“Just say the word.” came the whisper as Victor stepped close, behind them Yuuri was aware of guns out and at the ready, of confused men and questioned loyalties, here Victor was offering, and Yuuri was too selfish to say no.

I don’t think anything I say will do this fic justice.. It’s so beautifully written and so heart-breaking, it’s my favourite Viktor x Yuuri story. You can also find short side stories here.


Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya (Rating: Explicit, Status: Complete holy fuck)

Rivals AU where everything changes the day Yuuri goes to see young Viktor perform and win his gold medal in the Junior Grand Prix.

“I’ll show him.” Yuuri vowed, hands still clenched tight around the pillow. “I don’t want to be like him anymore. I want to be better. I’ll beat him at his own game and he won’t be laughing at me anymore.”

a.k.a. the cause of my death and part one of the Rivals Series (the first chapter of the second part, titled Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts, will be will be posted on the 26th of March and I will f perish help me). Also my favourite fic.


centripetal force by braveten (Rating: Explicit, Status: Complete)

College/University/Roommates AU where Viktor Nikiforov, popular frat boy and Linguistics major, ends up rooming with Yuuri Katsuki, a shy Physics major (who happens to be the same person that Viktor hit on his skateboard).

“Oh,” the boy says from the bed. 

He looks surprised. 

(Obviously he looks surprised.) 

Victor can’t stop staring. “Hi.” Then he remembers that Bike Boy probably hates him. No, he remembers that there’s almost a zero chance that Bike Boy doesn’t hate him. “Sorry about this. I heard you were separated from the guy who was supposed to be your roommate, and so was I. So we can switch rooms, get it the way it’s supposed to be. They’re just a floor down from us.”” 

This is like, adorable and so funny, I read it in one go!


Stargazer by Fahye (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Complete)

Space/Royalty AU where Yuuri has been admiring the ‘sport of Kings’ from afar until His Royal Highness and reigning ballistic champion Viktor Nikiforov appears out of nowhere and together they reach for stars.

“Victor wore pink, that year, and his costume was cobwebbed with gold thread and amethysts. The jewels glittered and winked at the cameras as though even the lights were in love with him, were bending their heads to chase him as he moved, faster and brighter and grander and more breathtaking than anyone else had ever been.

That’s the image in Yuuri’s mind as he finishes his routine. There are purple sparkles and a gorgeous, carefree smile on display on the inside of his eyelids. 

So when he opens them to see the reigning men’s ballistic champion standing barely a yard away on the other side of the barrier, feet on the floor of the arena, close enough to the sealed-shut hatch in the transparent sphere that he could reach out and touch it–”” 

I read this a couple of days ago and I’m still speechless. There are wonderful illustrations in it, the story is incredible and the imagery really beautiful! 


premier dans mon coeur by aphhun (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Ongoing)

Canon Divergence/Danseur AU where Yuuri is the Principal Dancer of The Bolshoi and moves to St. Petersburg for a few months to help Lilia Baranovskaya choreograph a routine for Yuri Plisetsky’s Senior Debut in the Grand Prix Final.

“I’m Yuuri Katsuki. Wonderful to meet you finally, Mr. Feltsman.” 

Viktor fell on his ass, elbows slipping out from under him from how he had been lounging against the boards. He went down, not hard, but embarrassingly enough as he stared up at the attractive danseur from his spot on the ice. Damn.

Holy shit. Breathing - was he breathing? Did he still have to?

The kind of fluff you never knew you needed!


My fun fact is: by stillmadaboutpetra (Raring: General Audiences, Status: Complete)

After retiring, Yuuri goes back to the University of Michigan for a Master’s in education. What he fails to mention to his friends is that he’s a retired competitive figure skater.. and that he’s an Olympic medalist.. and that he’s pretty famous.. and that he’s married.  (based on this prompt

“But a big, cheek-busting grin bounces onto Yuuri’s face and he turns to them. “Would you like autographs?” 

Uh huh huh what now? 

A muffled scream swells in one girls throat, and the other bursts out “I knew it!” and the other one, closest, holds up her phone, eyes big. “We thought we saw you at the exhibition the other week.”” 

This is so funny, I’ve read it like, three times in a row and I still go back to read it some days. 


worth mentioning & my Marked for Later list:


Welp that’s all, I still have a lot of fic rec lists I have to check out as well (saved in my drafts) but I hope you enjoy these because I really did!

Begin Again - (Chapter I)

Read the prologue here

Thank you to @marlosbooknook and @mibasiamille for helping me edit and listening to my constant whining, really don’t know why you put up with me but thank you and ily

(Also a note: I’m not a doctor so i’m sorry if some of this is wrong I relied entirely on google and what I remember from my anatomy class. Plus Grey’s Anatomy but that’s not all accurate and a full out shit show at this point so let’s just ignore that)

And thank you all so much for your comments on the prologue, I’m so glad you enjoyed it!

Limbo

Oxford, England
22nd September 1976

One moment. One tiny, insignificant moment, and his entire world shifted.

It was a head-on collision with a semi: the driver fell asleep at the wheel and veered right in front of him. Jamie didn’t have any time to react; it had all happened so fast.

It was more than likely that he wouldn’t remember any of it, due to the damage to his brain. But his life was no longer in his hands.

First responders arrived at the scene almost five minutes–five long minutes–after it happened. He was unconscious, lying in the middle of the road. The impact of the crash had ejected him from his seat, through the windshield, and onto the street.

The list of injuries were endless: from broken bones to open wounds. Some of the shards of glass from the windows had embedded themselves into his skin, but the rest was scattered on the concrete around him.

The biggest concern of the medical team was his head and spinal cord. It was impossible to tell what state they were in, given that the patient unconscious. They worked as fast as they could to get him on the stretcher and immobilized, while also being careful enough not to jostle him too much. Once he was secured inside the ambulance, he was rushed to the A&E.

He was only going to work. It was supposed to be like any other day.

None of this was supposed to happen.


They took him from the ambulance directly into the OR, assessing the damage and figuring out how to proceed from there.

Over the course of the next few months, he would be in that OR three times.

His condition was critical and he couldn’t be under anesthesia for very long, so the surgeries had to be spread out, allowing his body time to recover.

He sustained multiple injuries: right leg broken in two places, once in the left; multiple cracked and broken ribs; the right shoulder dislocated and the radius of the left arm severely fractured. A back full of glass, some pieces almost three inches long. Some internal bleeding in the abdomen, but luckily the medical team had found the source in time to stop it. If they hadn’t, it would have caused his brain to hemorrhage and, ultimately, could have ended his life.

There was some bleeding and swelling in his brain that they had gotten under control, but there was no telling the prognosis until he was conscious. Miraculously, however, his spinal cord had remained unharmed.

His right hand was the worst of it: the bones of his ring finger were almost completely shattered, the middle finger a compound fracture, the bone sticking obtrusively through the skin. They predicted that he wouldn’t regain full range of motion in that hand again, but with lots of physical therapy it could come close.

The first surgery was getting the bleeding in his abdomen and brain under control, as well as the swelling. Then, debriding his back and several other places on his body, followed by cleaning every wound to reduce the risk of infection.

Unfortunately, that was all they could do for the day.

The next day was setting the broken bones. Everything went relatively smooth until they got to his hand, which took the longest.

The very last surgery consisted entirely of applying the skin grafts to his back.

After a few weeks, he was able to breathe on his own. In the days that followed, they remained hopeful that he would recover. They waited for him to wake up, each day hoping that today would be the day.

But the days went by, and he never did.

for the anon that wanted pics and gifs of pau behaving like a kid. i mean that’s him 99% of the time. he comes under the definition of ‘smol’ and ‘baby’ in the dictionary. also sorry for taking this long. 

we’ve got his weird way of twerking this looks like when a baby is first learning to walk and they sort of on their hands and feet and rock back and forth

this was just cute and i had to put it in. forget the jacket, hugging my mate is more important. 

aggressive angry child???

creepy stalker kid 

pumped up kid 

duck face kid 

having fun decorating christmas trees 

any post game celebration gif and videos 

baby photo bomb 

a boy’s best friend 

playing with his own bobble head 

and this 

these videos: 

1. paulo being an annoying fucker and not letting mira talk [x]

2. sleeping baby [x]

3.  the time he couldn’t tie his own shoelaces and needed sami to do it for him [x]

4. paulito singing [x]

5. being annoying af when he wins fifa [x]

6. Paulito singing [x] [x]

7. Dancing to trashy music  [x] (this was in the hallway in a hotel when they came on our down under. what would i have given to be in a room next to them and witness this live) 

8. being an extra awkward kid trying to get Iker’s attention [x

9. him just being a weirdo [x]

10. Finally finding playmates his acual age [x

11.  all posts where he’s losing ludo pretty much is a five-year-old kid having a mini tantrum. (He’s a sore loser) [x] [x]

12. Trolling mandzu (how he hasn’t been bashed in the face by mario baffles me. i ship these two sm) [x]

13. more mario trolling [x]

14. being a cute kid mucnhing on grapes [x]

15. claims to be a role model to children when he still is a child himself [x] (gif)

16. puppy snapchat filter looks so good on him (and anto too) [x]

Pic and gifs of paulo hanging out with other kids [x]

OBLIGATORY 666 FOLLOW FOREVER // BIAS LIST.

when i made my first blog last year, i never  ( in a million years ) would’ve guessed i’d ever accumulate this number of followers. ever. with my on and off activity, n’ mass shitposting, i’m surprised i ever even surpassed 100. way more important than numbers, though, are the people who i’ve met & interacted with here, and who have inspired me – or encouraged me to stick around, when i wasn’t feeling it.  ™

i’ve said it countless times – & i’ll say it when i’m on my deathbed : i love cloud strife. he was the first muse i wanted to pick up, but i decided against it because he was already such a popular character and muse. finally making this blog back in october of 2016 wasn’t a mistake. despite being painfully awkward, i’ve met a ton of people ; some i speak to regularly, and others  ( – my bad  not so much. 

all the same  ( gross i appreciate everyone sticking around. ffvii has been a part of my life quite literally since the year i was born, and having some means of conveying how much it (& cloud ) means to me is pretty therapeutic, n’ relaxing. i won’t ramble much more, anyhow. i’m not gonna tag most everyone in the list below, obviously, but i’ll make some mentions. the usual stuff, right ?  cloud voice: let’s mosey.

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Cutscenes

Not gonna lie “little cut scenes where Dan and Phil say lovey dovey stuff” is literally every DanAndPhilGAMES video but you know I think this’ll be pretty great.

I’m trying something a bit new, this is from my own perspective if this were to happen. 

Genre- Fluff

Word Count- 444 (shit it’s a demon)


Things changed. The cutscenes used to contain nothing but Dan and Phil talking about the game they had just played. Now, there’s a bit of game talk, but it’s more fanservice. Well, phanservice. The phandom has appropriately nicknamed these cutscenes “Edit That Out.”

There was a gaming video the day after they came out. The phandom was, of course, still in an absolute uproar. A few people actually had heart attacks and died. It was literal insanity. However, Dan and Phil did the one thing they knew would distract their fans: upload a video. 

However, this video was different. Everyone expected different, and they got it. The entirety of the time when they were playing the Sims, everything was normal. The phandom was actually starting to get a bit worried. It was pretty funny. But then came the cutscene. “So what do you think we’ll do next time, Phil?” 

“Well, Dan, we could send Dab over to the Pancakes’ for a playdate with Evan.”

“Phil, they’re too old for playdates. We just aged them up to teenagers.”

“Well, then maybe just a date?” The phandom went insane at that point. Their two top ships in this fandom just became canon. 

“Really, Phil?” 

“If we can be together, can’t they?” Phil pouted. 

Dan grinned at him, unable to resist that pouting. “Fine, you spork.” 

Phil beamed before tackling Dan in a soft kiss. Most of the phandom was too busy freaking out to notice as the kiss intensified and they were full-on making out on camera. After about ten seconds, Dan opened one eye to look at the camera, which he just seemed to realize was still on. His eye was smiling, although his mouth was a bit busy. He reached out and turned off the camera as Phil pushed him backwards so that his office chair reclined. The two giggled as the video and audio cut out. The phandom went nuts.


It was soon obvious that this change was permanent. In the next cutscene, they had played My Horse Prince and the blatant references to their own sex life were unavoidable. At this point, the phandom was closer to cringing than screeching. The next cutscene contained Phil managing to choke away another round of golf, and Dan telling him he loved him anyway. Easy for him to say that. He won the prize ring. (It may have also been an engagement ring…) 

So it’s basically all the things that they would have edited out a few weeks earlier. It’s pretty insane. You know, something tells me the phandom’s really going to enjoy this new era. As long as nobody else has actual heart attacks. 

anonymous asked:

Sorry if it's a bother, but I'm kinda in the questioning phase (cis girl who used to think herself very straight, but is now having feelings for girls too) and I'm wondering if you have any advice or know of any resources? I'm still pretty freaked out and scared that I'll get it wrong and will never get this figured out...

I do have some advice! Sorry this response is delayed but I wanted to say it right.

There is no way to get it wrong. Having feelings for people and loving who you love isnt wrong. It is easy to internalize this idea of mistakes and abnormalities, because the whole world tells you that you can get it wrong and that anything outside of a very particular set of circumstances is abnormal or incorrect. However the closer you look at any lines the blurrier it gets, and the more you realize that such clear cut distinctions rarely work. And to call queer feelings and relationships the ‘exception’ also isnt fair, because if there are that many exceptions then there isnt really a rule is there? 

So here is some things

- It’s scary, it is. Depending on your environment and support system it can be hard to admit to yourself let alone anyone else that you might not fit into the pre-made box you were given. But heres the thing about it. It only feels wrong because it feels like you can be punished. People are rebuked or punished for incorrect things, thats how our society functions and interacts with itself. So if you fear punishment (meaning negative reactions, lack of acceptance, isolation) and punishment could indeed fall on you, then it must be wrong. It is difficult to challenge such a large idea, but thats what you have to do. Because you have to rewrite the script you’ve been given, and tell yourself that it isn’t wrong. It’s not. Having feelings for both genders or neither or the same gender or all genders or the opposite gender isnt wrong, its all the same. 

- You don’t have to define anything if you don’t want to. Sometimes labels and clear definitions bring comfort to people. It’s a very common mindset to be comforted by as much information and clarity as possible, which is why people fight so hard to define labels. And that’s great and fine, and if that’s something you want then keep looking to find what fits you, but know too that you don’t have to. People always focus on the most complicated aspects of love and affection, and it is indeed complicated sometimes, but sometimes its not. Not every matter of the heart is hard to understand. And if you find that you like someone of the same gender and grow fond of them romantically and find yourself attracted to them, this is not a complicated thing. This is affection in its most basic form, and it is only the uncertainties and anxieties that come after that make it so jarring. Inherently it’s not complex in the slightest.

You like her.

And that’s okay. 

Thinking then of how you felt in the past, how you feel now, what you might feel in the future, how your family would react, how the girl would react, how this plays into your understanding of yourself, whether or not that was wrong- these things come second. What comes first is natural, unedited affection, and if it happens with someone of the same gender, any gender, genderfluid, no gender- that’s what it is. Affection, attraction, feelings. And that is okay. You are okay. This is not complicated, this is not wrong. 

-You are coming to understand things that confuse you, because you had an understanding of yourself that has been called into question. Remember too that humans are one of the grandest and most fascinating things in the world because of their ability to change.

You change every day of your life as you learn new things, experience new events and define for yourself what is right and what is wrong. 

I feel that there were times in my life where i ‘knew’ who i was, but as time goes on I change and I have to rewrite the lines. If I led my life to the same script I wrote when I was a teenager I wouldn’t be who I am now, and should I always adamantly adhere to the script I have today then I would never be anyone else. 

- The only way you are going to know anything is if you are honest with yourself and keep an open conversation with how you feel. If you edit things or refuse to let some thoughts or emotions play out then you can’t hear what they are trying to say. Let yourself feel things, if you don’t you won’t learn anything new. 

- No matter what you learn about yourself or what fears you conquer I am proud of you for having the conversation with yourself, and no matter what that’s a hell of a thing. 


You don’t have to define anything you aren’t ready to. Be honest with yourself and understand that getting to know yourself again and again is essential to being alive. Whether you are straight or gay or bi or anything else, you are okay. It isn’t wrong to love someone. 

I love you, I hope I managed to say something that could provide some comfort. 

3. Wingman // Klance

« {Part 3 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

The space bar was exactly what Keith would have expected a space bar to look like. He almost expected the Star Wars cantina song to start playing.

“Dude! Check out that giant keg thing! Oh my god, I’m going to get space-wasted!” Lance said, shifting from foot to foot in excitement. “Do they have legal drinking ages here in space? Shit, I don’t have a space-ID—”

“I’m sure it’s fine,” Hunk said. “Look—they’re not even asking for ID. It looks like… self-serve?”

He pointed at where some short alien people were serving themselves cups of electric green liquid from the “keg thing” Lance had noticed earlier. The aliens put coins into a slot and then pressed a button to fill their cups.

“Let’s just get some of it before Shiro and Allura notice we’re gone,” Pidge said. “I really don’t want to get another lecture about responsibility.”

“Psh. They’re still at that space movie theater. We’re free for the next couple hours for sure,” Lance said. He sidled up next to Keith, slinging an arm over his shoulder. “So, what do you say—should we get completely shit-faced?”

Keith rolled his eyes. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Hey, you didn’t have to come along,” Lance said, poking a finger at Keith’s chest. Then he turned to Hunk. “Hey, Hunk—be my wingman for tonight? There have to be some pretty alien ladies in this bar.”

“Uh,” Hunk said. He shot a quick glance at Keith and then looked back at Lance. “Not tonight, man. Sorry. Pidge and I were going to…”

“We were going to play space foosball,” Pidge said quickly. “I thought I saw it when we came in, so….”

“Yeah,” Hunk agreed. “We’re going to do that.”

“Well, damn,” Lance said. He looked back at Keith. “Well, it looks like you’re going to have to be my wingman tonight, Keith. You up for it?”

Over Lance’s shoulder, Hunk and Pidge gave Keith a pitying look. He sighed. “Sure, I guess,” he said. “Why not?”

Why not wingman for Lance? Why not wingman for the guy he might sort of actually like in a not-so-platonic way?

This wasn’t going to end well.

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anonymous asked:

hi! so you said youre chinese and since majority of the yoi fandom said that yoi gave people a good representation with all the characters from different countries, did you feel that way too?

Hi anon! The short answer to your question is no. But honestly what does good representation mean these days? If I make a comic featuring characters who are from all over the world but base them each on a specific character archetype and give them minimal character development, is that good representation? Because that’s what yoi did as far as I’m concerned, especially in regards to Guang Hong, who I suppose is the one you’re asking about specifically since he’s the “Chinese skater”. Imo his character is pretty one-note and boring, and frankly he gets so little screen time that most of the time I forget he exists. 

(Sidenote: There was a post floating around that talked about how “revolutionary” Guang Hong is for China’s gender roles (ah here it is) which just made me really confused because he’s honestly…not, and I explain more about why he isn’t in this reply.) 

I guess my stance on this is similar to my stance on other yoi-related questions, which is that if you think yoi is really diverse representation and you think it represents you, then good for you. But it’s hardly new when we’ve already had anime like, Tiger and Bunny, Shaman King, Afro Samurai, Uchuu Kyoudai, Samurai Champloo, and Fullmetal Alchemist, which also feature “diverse” characters and, in some cases, gives them better character development than yoi does. 

Edit: Also… “representation” in anime/manga is such a complicated topic because once again, my brain goes into “how Japanese ppl see it” vs. “how non-Japanese anime fans see it”, because tbh I don’t consume anime/manga looking for Chinese representation. Even when there are Chinese characters my brain rarely registers them because they’re, as I call them, “Chinese within a Japanese frame of mind”. The only exceptions have been characters like Ling Yao in FMA, but honestly FMA’s special and Arakawa Hiromu is a genius who actually understands systems of racial/ethnic suppression. Btw did you know that the Ishvalan conflict is based on the oppression of the Ainu people? No, well now you know. Which also leads me to my next point; I’m personally more interested in the representation of Ainu, Ryukuan, Burakumin, mixed-race and mixed-ethnicity Japanese, and non-white foreign Japanese nationals/immigrants in Japanese media, because these are groups that exist in Japan that don’t get a lot of representation. 

Edit #2: Additionally, I’m interested in how certain groups are represented in certain contexts within Japanese historical non-fiction and fictional works. So when looking at Chinese representation in Japanese media, I’d be looking at let’s say Chinese-Japanese representation in Japanese settings or Chinese representation in works covering Japanese imperialism in China, or the representation of Chinese-Americans in Japanese works taking place in the US (eg. Banana Fish).

Edit #3: Arghhh I keep thinking of things to add to this answer. I guess what I’m trying to say is that yoi representation doesn’t interest me, but the way that that representation is received does. Even though tumblr ppl saying “omg it’s so diverse” about yoi makes me raise my eyebrows really really high, it does also make me think about the implications of non-Japanese ppl trying to find representation in anime/manga. 


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GUYS it finally happened!! i had no idea i would ever reach 1k followers, i’m still in awe, honestly?? why would anyone ever follow me?? anyways, thank you so much guys!! this makes me so happy, and i wanted to thank you all and say that i love each and every one of you!! 💙💙 also everyone in here is a mutual, i messed up with the banner but this is a mutuals appreciation, sorry lol (get ready for some very emo™ stuff under the cut)

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Rant about EXP

I have seen a lot of people talk about them, but I haven’t seen a lot of people addressing the main point as to why, for me, EXP isn’t and will never be a K POP group.

First of all, the K in K POP comes from Korea, both because the idol culture/industry are completely different, and because since it came from another place that isn’t the US (THE country of POP) it just had to labeled as something else. The K POP ‘formula’ isn’t pretty boys who sing and dance and whose target audience are young girls, there are way too many american pop groups who fit that description, even the Backstreet Boys, and yet nobody is trying to call them K POP. 

But then the K doesn’t stand for Korean (the nationality) either, since there are a lot of k pop idols who are American, Chinese or Japanese just to name a few countries. They may be not Korean, but they are still in the scene. They are K pop artists because they belong to it, they sing, perform, trained, train and live in the Korean part of the pop industry. They just happen to do so, as much as EXP just so happens to belong to the non-korean part of the industry. It isn’t the language, it’s the origin.

What EXP is trying to convey, however, is that origins doesn’t matter, as long as you try hard enough to look like you do come from it.

Guided by EXP logic, then every single English rap song from any Korean  rapper, should be called and considered American rap.

But guess what (it isn’t)

Because language doesn’t really mean anything. As a latino woman who sometimes listens to cumbia, if an American group started a cumbia group in the US it would be great. If they happened to sing it Spanish it would be also great, and I would wholeheartedly appreciate their efforts. What I wouldn’t appreciate is if they started singing and speaking in a forced Argentinian accent, trying to pass themselves as Argentinian and going as far as to change their twitter/youtube/etc locations to said country, writing things like “born in the US, made in Buenos Aires”  What is made in Buenos Aires? You are trying to pass of as a latino for what reason exactly? I know of no latino band that is actively singing in English (in hopes they can reach a broader audience) and calling themselves any other nationality than the one they are, simply because they aren’t. 

By claiming themselves as a K POP band,  EXP is  just trying to forcefully put on themselves a trendy tag that they can use to get attention (and boy they sure are getting it) but it’s really nothing else. 

What they are making is not K POP, is just POP 


on another note I also would like to remark the fact that so far, EXP hasn’t provided us with any subs and close to none translations. Which really feels like a big slap on the face to those Korean groups who actively try to communicate with international fans, sometimes even with improvised broken English just because they want to care. For Exp who already speaks the international language, to completely ignore us in their efforts to look as Korean as they can just shows a lot of how far their obsession with the K tag can get.

Since we’re at the end and I’ve never really been a part of a fandom before I wanted to take a moment because I have too many feelings.

Shoutout to each and every one of my followers first and foremost. Thank you all for taking an interest in my blog; I never dreamed I’d have so many of you :) 

I tried to say a little something for everyone I tagged but for those of you I didn’t, just fill it in that your blog is awesome, you’re awesome, and people should follow you.

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@anationofthieves  ​I know you’re not active rn but I loved all your posts and your gorgeous gifsets   that I’ll probably never be able to do haha 

@candlewindsI live to read your anon replies and your tags and your gifsets

@captain-flintThe very first Sails blog I followed and the Queen of Gifsets. <3 

@crucifythenburn​ (Trinity) I heart your shining personality on tumblr and your incredible Silverflint fic I Will Try To Fix You which everyone and their mother’s sister should be reading

@char7​ (Charley) <3  A gal after my own heart. I swear our brains are wired together; I agree with most everything she says about Sails and politics RPJ and everything else we’ve ever chatted about. And your sense of humor is fantastic

@dimplesflint​ (Mer) We are relatively new mutuals but I’ve followed you since your pianka days. Your Flint gifsets are positively scrumptous and thank you so much for commenting on a couple of my fics on AO3!! It meant a lot.

@ellelan(Elle) BS CATS FOREVER! You inspired me to make the Flint/Ginger Cat post, the first of several. So much fun. You’re such a great personality and the fandom wouldn’t be the same without your beautiful edits and words of wisdom (and your naughty thoughts for fics >:)  

@flinthamiltonStill one of the best Sails blogs and will always be near and dear to my shipper heart. Your gifsets and metas about James and Thomas are just amazing. You are sweet and kind in conversations and you even bother to reblog my things   

@flintsredhair​ (Meg) MEG!! I heart Meg. She is a superbly talented Flinthamilton writer and my favorite Flinthamilton writer. I feel like I can chat with her about all things James/Thomas. I don’t know how you keep pumping out so many great stories but keep it up!

@flintstruestlove Another recent mutual but since you jumped in here with nothing but a passion for James/Thomas AND  you make gifsets of seasons and things I haven’t seen forever, of course you make the list :)

@fmwisWe’ve never spoken I don’t think but you have faithfully reblogged literally every single Flint-related edit I’ve ever done?!?! Thank you!

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@jadedbirch I think we’ve circled each other forever on here before we became mutuals lol. You are by far one of my fave personalities on here; you’re very easy going and I love that. And don’t forget whose idea the whole porn police thing was! ;)

@jamesemcgraw

@igotlover

@krimsnkramsart I love your style and somehow you come up with the sweetest James pairing drawings <3

@koryuoftheriverflow

@lady-eleanor-vane <3 You are so super sweet and a friendly person no matter what! Thanks for taking an interest in me and my blog 

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@Maria (musemm)What can I say? You and shinmaya were so welcoming to me when I was a noob on here and gave me exposure. We both shared our love of Billy/Flint, and even though that hasn’t worked out, we’ve had many, many conversations about all kinds of things and I heart you; you’ve inspired my writing so much you don’t even know. *gives you a big fat wet kiss*

@magess

@mirandaabarlow The first person I’ve chatted with about Anne Rice on here. :) And oc your Sails gifs are Pretties I love to reblog

@mynameisjohnsilver 

@ohflintYour silverflint edits are absolutely stunning and full of heart at the same time  

@oftheranger

@old-long-john EEE I love your Silverflint fics!!!

@queenevangeline

@primal–scream​ (Lisa) I love your fics too and our funny ramblings on tumbles

@prouvaireafterdark

@rufferto9

@sagestreetEEEE SAGE! I must gush over your Black Sails painting/analysis posts; the fandom wouldn’t be the same without them!!! Also we’ve shared several convos about all kinds of things, serious and not so serious and I’m so glad to have met you here. Thanks again for those movie recs!

@shavingmysealegs<3 Another lovely blog ran by a lovely person ;)

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@themissingmask Your artwork always makes me smile even on the worst days and is so very inspirational for writing fics     

@thewalruscaptain (Rachel) Along with Lisa, our funny ramblings on tumbles and also every so often you make fantastic pretties

@theoexplores 

@thomashamilton  

@taseger  

@vowel-in-thug (Gemma) Your Silverflint fics are amazing!!! I always feel guilty because I can never read more than I write, but I read lots of yours even when I don’t comment <3

@zombievonmorgenWe haven’t chatted in a while but I’ve been loving every single Witcher post you’ve reblogged, and all those art posts very much. Your James Flint drawings are some of my favorite

…I’ll just be over here sobbing quietly now.

anonymous asked:

What's this thing about jikook and special days in Korea? I've seen it mentioned but I've never seen it explained. If you've posted it before I'm sorry, I didn't see it. I'd be super grateful if you would link it. Thank you for all the answers!

Hey there! I think I’ve never done any in-depth explanation on this, nor have i seen anyone explain.Honestly speaking, I think I’m in no position to talk, as I’m not familiar w Korean culture, so I’ll try to link all the interactions between them on these days instead of explaining in details what these days are all about. Prob just a brief one. ^^

/cracks knuckles/ Here we go.

From what I read, apart from public holidays in Korea, there’s also a special day on the 14th of every month for couples/singles to celebrate. E.g there’s Pepero Day, Valentine’s Day, Diary Day etc.For some inexplicable reason, Jimin and Jungkook were together on these days, and I’m not saying this without a concrete basis, because it’s mostly proven by Jimin n Jungkook’s Twitter uploads,as though they wanted to scream to the world “look at us”

Let’s start from January.

January 14th- Diary Day where couples give diaries as gifts

Note that in this video, there’s only the two of them, or maybe another member, who didn’t want to be included, which is pretty unlikely since Jimin always includes others, even if its for 0.00001 sec. So my bet is, they’re the only ones in the car (apart from the manager/driver). Date? 14th January, at approximately 11:51 pm KST. Coincidence? Maybe, but that’s not all.

(Important: Today was when Seoul Music Awards took place. Let me give you a hint… Orange hair + blue suits + backhug + whisper in the ear…got it? Yep! Jungkook gave Jimin a back hug on stage in front of hundreds of ppl on this day. Amazing, right?)

February 14th- Valentine’s Day

The video was uploaded today at 9:06 pm, but they had gone out two days ago, on the 12th. My question is, why on the 14th? Notice that Jimin was filming Jungkook initially, before he panned out and included Jin? (his caption was bout Jin tho) If you were here, you would’ve prob seen some posts on Jin being the chaperone in Jikook’s dates.Some time later after this “date” Namjoon revealed that he once went to Han River with Jikook. Putting two and two together, doesn’t it make more sense?

March 14th-White Day where guys give gifts to their girls

This time around, Jeon Jungkook was the one who uploaded the video, 2 MINUTES before White Day ended (11;58 pm) Please, please look at the caption “Jiminie hyung is sleepy, somebody please tuck him in” and please appreciate the precious time he took just to edit this video. He’s obviously in love with his hyung  

Later, Jimin left two comments saying “It’s really shocking Jungkook-ah I told you not to upload it right #JIMIN“ and “This hyung will go back home real quick. Be aware #JIMIN “

Either he took it himself and sent it to jungkook or Jungkook recorded it and they’re together, both of which are completely fine with me.

May 5th-Children’s Day

On this day, Jimin posted not one but three videos, in which jungkook was included in TWO of them. I can’t link any more vid so here’s the tweets

JiminxJungkook 1

JiminxJungkook 2

May 14th–Yellow Day/Rose Day

No video from both of them, but they still had quite a no of moments today.They were all over each other, from Music Core (where Jungkook became the MC) to their fanmeeting. Jimin did tweet something about Jungkook mc-ing and ofc he had to include the two hashtags #jimin and #kkuk. No twitter update but still, what a wonderful day for both of them.

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September 14th- A Day before Chuseok and Photo Day

I really truly find this mindblowing. Jimin posted a funny video and again, like many other times, Kook was in it. The caption was basically “Happy Korean Thanksgiving everyone” but wow…Photo day landed on the very same day. Now…coincidence again? I’m gonna be trash and say no, this thing has occurred too many times for it to be claimed a coincidental event.

Here’s the Chuseok Video

//Jimin’s birthday October 13th//

Not related to anything but it’s still considered special, right? Especially for Jikook. Today, Jimin posted a video of him and Kook. Like always, no one else besides Kook. Also, we got to witness this

a very very special day for jimin AND Jungkook indeed.

That’s all i think. Id like to apologize if I make any mistake in this post. Oh and before I forget there’s also April’s Fools Day where Jikook dedicated the whole twitter to themselves (and Yoon/seok too). What do you say about Jikook and special days? Suspicious? Fishy?intentional? Coincidence? I’ll leave it for you to conclude bc I believe you’d have known my respond to this by now ^^

I would like to wish you a Happy Happy New Year in advance! May 2017 be filled with positivity, happiness, success, and more Jikook!!!! <3<3<3

The Foxhole Court, Chapter 10 – Your Friendly Neighborhood Shrink

In which we meet Betsy Dobson who appears to be Molly Weasley’s long-lost Ravenclaw sister, some quality Renee time happens, Kevin’s Stoic and Mighty Demeanor has nothing on Dan’s doughnuts, and actual school happens at some point but who gives a shit (spoiler alert: It’s not Neil Josten).

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

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anonymous asked:

Why the political/trump post? This is the only HxH blog I know that isn't riddled with political banter. I just want to enjoy Hunter X Hunter without all the trump/anti trump garbage mixed in

hmmm this message is pretty strange to me for a few reasons. the first is that there are plenty of hxh blogs out there that have never delved in politics, so i’m surprised to hear that mine is one of few w/o. the second is, hxh itself is actually very political:

like, on one hand, i totally understand the desire to escape from reality for a bit. i do a lot of political blogging on my personal so this blog is actually a bit of an escape for me too! but on the other hand, the chimera ants were ultimately defeated because meruem underestimated the malice of mankind, a malice deliberately manufactured and perpetuated by political systems, so yeah – this whole arc culminated in a not-so-subtle political message from togashi.

the fact that that trump edit worked w/o needing to modify any of the existing dialogue is both humorous and scary, and i think it’s important to keep in mind that, although hxh is fiction, its terrifying world is based on our own world. it’s not outrageous to think that what togashi wrote could happen irl (the abuse of power by political regimes i mean, the chimera ants not so much). so i know we all want to escape sometimes but i just wanna point out that hxh already had politics mixed into it.

i don’t intend to get very political on here – as i already said, this blog is a happy-fun-time escape for me too – but in my defense i could not not reblog dialogue pulled straight from hxh criticizing a facist neo-nazi dickhead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (also tbh i wouldn’t be surprised if togashi straight-up writes in a trump parody character at some point)

themindpalaceinthetardis  asked:

I love Bear your soul, and absolute adore how you're writing Yuuri's first relationship and Nakagawa. I'm hoping you can write some Drabble of Yuuri showing Nakagawa around Hasetsu. Taking him sight seeing, his first katsudon, going to ice castle :) I live for their interactions! Thank you :)

Nakagawa bowed, a little surprised at just how small Yuuri’s mother actually was.  It was obvious to him that Yuuri had gotten his round face from his mother but slighter frame from his father even if he had to keep to a strict diet to maintain his weight.  Nakagawa knew it wasn’t fair that he could eat pretty much whatever he wanted and then some and maintain his weight. Sure in the off season he had to work for it harder, but Yuuri had to work all year long, on or off season.

“Yuuri has told me so much about your katsudon, Katsuki-san. I am looking forward to trying it.”

Yuuri’s mother beamed. “Such a nice boy. You swim, yes?”

“I do. I’m hoping that I’ll get to go to London for the Olympics in a couple of years.”

“Good! Swimming uses a lot of energy so I will make you an extra-large portion of Katsudon. Yuuri, Alexei-chan said you could only have a normal portion since Nationals is coming up.

Yuuri nodded, but smiled. Even though he wasn’t getting the full katsudon experience Yuuri didn’t seem to mind. 

“Go put your things up in Yuuri’s room and then try the hot springs!”

Before they could even turn the corner to go up the second flight of stairs there was someone calling Yuuri.

“Mari-neechan.”

Yuuri’s sister was about his height, but her features were a little sharper like their father’s.

Nakagawa suddenly felt like he was under the spotlight.  Yuuri hadn’t told his family he was dating anyone and yet…

“Hurt my brother and I will hurt you.”

Nakagawa’s eyes went wide and he could only nod. He believed that she could without a doubt.

“Mari-neechan!”

His sister just looked at him. “Am I wrong? No. I’m just glad that my room is on a different floor.” She glanced at Nakagawa and he felt like he was being appraised. “Not too loud though, you two, or mom will find out and then it’ll be lectures because of school rules. Dad probably won’t care as long as you’re being safe.”

Yuuri shoved a hand over his sister’s mouth. “It’s not like that!” And it really wasn’t. They’d fooled around a bit but…

Yuuri’s sister just laughed. A good hearted and amused laugh that left single child Nakagawa sort of wishing he had an older sister too.

***

Nakagawa was no stranger to katsudon. His mother never cooked it, but there was a little family diner type place not far from his house and occasionally he’d ordered their katsudon. He usually preferred dons with beef, but it wasn’t like pork was all that bad. Especially when fried. So that was the sort of katsudon that Nakagawa was expecting.

It was not the katsudon that Nakagawa got.

Even though the cutlet was sliced for ease of eating and was covered in sauce, it maintained its crunchiness, and his chopsticks – after breaking through the crust – could easily split the pork slices into even smaller bites. The crunch was perfection and the pork melted in his mouth. And the egg! How did the egg get to be so perfect? It was amazing!  Not to mention the rice. There was some sort of subtle flavor hidden there that kept even such a heavy dish feeling light on his tongue. Yuuri only smiled and refused to give away his mother’s secret.

“I’m coming home with you for katsudon every time you win a medal from now on. So no off podium finishes.”

Yuuri rolled his eyes at him.

***

Of course his boyfriend would think that the ice rink deserved to be on the same level as a ninja house when it came to touring Hasetsu. So Nakagawa wasn’t even surprised when they went in. He’d met Nishigori and his wife a couple of times (and it really was strange that Yuuri had married friends) but didn’t know a lot about them, so he was a little surprised to see them standing behind the counter talking.

“Nishigori’s parents own the rink.”

“Yuu-kun, you’re here! And you really did bring him.  Takeshi’s parents closed the rink for the afternoon so the ice is all yours for as long as you want until the hockey team comes at six to practice. Though you know their coach is a fan and would probably let you stay on even longer if you need the practice.”

The rink was smaller than the one Yuuri trained on at the sports plaza.

“How can you run through a routine if the size isn’t the same?”

Yuuri laced up his skates.  They were fairly new since Yuuri had gone up another shoe size. Sleek and black compared to the dull, worn, and clunky looking rental skates that Nakagawa had on.  “You adapt. It’s not easy, but plenty of skaters don’t have Olympic regulation sized rinks to practice on. It’s hard the first few times; you end up expending a lot of energy that you aren’t used to just to fill the space since it’s a requirement that you do. Even at the plaza, I usually only have half the rink, if that. I only get to do a full rink run through maybe once a session?”

Yuuri was just as graceful on the ice as off.  And he even managed to stay graceful while Nakagawa used the excuse of being on skates to cling to him. Nakagawa would never understand the pull of the ice, but even so he could see how happy it made Yuuri.


Tablet writing is weird. sorry for spacing issues. and unedited. Io is editing the next chapter…