i've never made one of these before and im not sure how i feel about it

anonymous asked:

hello! i don't think i've requested this before (please forgive me if i have!!), but could i request a sort of "friends to lovers" au with joshua from svt? thank you so much for your time!

find friends - to - lover!seungcheol (here)

  • you and joshua met at summer camp in middle school because you two were the only kids who actually read books on the bus ride to and from the camp ground
  • and literally all the other kids spent the time playing games or shouting but nope. you and joshua sat by each other, silently, reading
  • and you two,,,,,,just kinda naturally became a duo,,,,,,,like you were always partners for sporting events and helped each other during arts and crafts
  • and it was cute,,,,,,,,all the counselors thought you guys were adorable and the other kids would call you the shy couple but you and joshua,,,,like,,,,,,,you just became inseparable
  • and throughout the years you supported each other as friends until you know,,,,,,you guys started to come out of being shy and stuff and funnily enough you and joshua got into the habit of being like sorta competitive when it came to school
  • and you guys just got inside jokes about out-doing the other person,,,,but like all in good fun??? never seriously or in a mean way
  • you also gossip with each other like,,,,people see you and josh and are like woW such diligent, polite students but LOL you and him have your fair share of savageness
  • but it’s totally a bestfriend thing where you meet up to get coffee to study but in reality you spend time quizzing each other and complaining about shitty professors while also reminiscing about the past 
  • “joshua remember when you got 100 on our first chem quiz as freshmen.” 
  • “yeah, what about-”
  • “remember i got 103 because i did the extra credit (—:”
  • “,,,,,,are you really bringing that up? do i have to remind you of what else happened to us as freshmen? mainly what happened between you and that hoshi ki-”
  • “oK JOSHUA SH”
  • but as much as you’re jokingly being sarcastic with each other you truly care about each other and ,,,,,that’s why when joshua tells you he’s got extended family coming over,,,,and they’ve literally not let it go about him not being in a relationship and so,,,,,,,,if you could pleaSE just fake date him for this dinner,,,,,,,
  • you say yes,,,,because how can you say no???
  • only problem is the minute you show up the hongs are all like fiNALLY YOU Two ARE DAting,,,,,we always knew it would come to this!!!!
  • and joshua’s mom is nudging you because,,,,,,hey she’s been trying to get joshua to make a move since long before and joshua is like m OM
  • and you’re both sitting at the dinner table,,,,and yes it’s awkward but you’ve been to their house so many times that somehow??? it’s not
  • like it actually feels super,,,,,,nice and natural
  • because you know joshua and his family and even his extended family don’t seem hard to get along with at all
  • and for most of the dinner,,,,,,you forget that it’s fake
  • the smiles you and joshua share,,,,,the joking around with his parents,,,,,,,
  • it’s all something you’ve done before but ,,,, when joshua grabs your hand and brings it to his lips as a show for his family,,,,,,you can’t help but feel your heart race
  • and his lips are so warm on your skin
  • and before you know it you’re looking at joshua’s profile,,,,how pretty his eyes are,,,,,how he’s got such handsome features,,,,,, how he’s not the shy boy at camp but ,,,,,,,,, the drop dead gorgeous best friend of yours
  • who probably could date anyone,,,,,but,,,,,choose to have you by his side for this
  • and you’re like arguing with yourself because no,,,no he chose you because you’re his best friend,,,,he could trust you not to mess up in front of his family,,,,,,but then again joshua has other friends,,,,,to ask,,,,,,,,
  • and you can’t help the sinking feeling in your stomach when the dinner ends and joshua’s mom is encouraging him to walk you home
  • and you’re going along the sidewalk in silence and joshua is like “thank you for helping me tonight,,,,,,seriously they wouldn’t get off my back”
  • and you try to strain out a laugh because ahh yeah this was all a joke,,,,,,a lie,,,,,,
  • but as you get to your front door you’re like “joshua i-”
  • and he’s like “wait,,,,,,i just,,,,,,,i have a question,,,,”
  • and you’re like,,, what is it??? and he’s like “well i was thinking about how everyone was like,,,,,, talking about how they expected us to date,,,,,do you think that’s true?? that we,,,make a good couple,,,,,”
  • and joshua’s cheeks are pink,,,,eyes flicking around from you to the floor and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,oh
  • but you’re like “i mean i guess we are - we fooled everyone in your fami-”
  • but he shakes his head and he’s like “i mean,,,,,do you think we,,,,,,we could be something more?” and you’re like “,,,,,,,if i say yes will you think that’s weird?”
  • but joshua looks up and breathes a sigh of relief and he’s like no,,, not at all,,,,,,i thought i was the weird one for thinking tonight was so,,,,natural,,,,
  • and you look at him,,,,,still dressed up a bit because his mom had made him put on a tie because of formal dinner attire or whatever,,,,and the way you’ve only seen joshua flustered when he was a shy kid ,,,,, and how cute it looks on him
  • the unsure,,,,stuttery joshua,,,,,,,you’ve missed him
  • and you take a step closer to him and joshua swallows and looks down at you and you take a hold of his wrist and lean in and he closes his eyes,,,,,,,,,,
  • but you kiss his cheek and you’re like “how about we go on a real date soon,,,,,,” and joshua is like sure,,,,where??? and you shrug and you’re like “surprise me,,,,whatever you choose will be fun. im sure.” and you give him a little wave as you go inside
  • and you almost fall over yourself when the door closes because oh my god your best friend,,,,,might be your boyfriend very v e r y soon
  • and joshua is still standing frozen on the spot, hand over the spot where you kissed him because,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god his best friend,,,,,might be,,,,,,,the One,,,,,

anonymous asked:

So I've read all your Supercorp stuf on ao3 and if you were going to recommend other fics to read what would you recommend?

okey dokey kiddos buckle up. this list includes fics im currently subscribed to and desperately awaiting an update on and fics i have finished but loved. i did a literal rec bc i wasn’t totally sure what you wanted. if i forgot to mention you or your fic i still love you im just poorly organised pls forgive me.

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Warm As Wool

Prompt: 13 & 22

“You can borrow mine.”
“You’re warm.”

A/n: I’ve never tried writing for Jonathan or any Stranger Things character before so I’m open to any criticism or feedback you have!

Being good friends with the friendly neighborhood outcast was always an interesting time, even if you weren’t particularly well known in the student body either. Most of that being thanks to the fact that you spent almost all of your free time in the library, and when you weren’t there you could most likely be found at home, painting or tending to your plants.

But it wasn’t that people didn’t like you either, they just didn’t particularly know you very well, but the ones that did were incredibly fond of you. One of them being Steve Harrington. He was the closest you could call a friend among his own group, he was one of the few who didn’t constantly ask you for with history or english homework or if you knew the best possible way to grow roses for an upcoming anniversary.

That being said, Steve still wasn’t your only close friend, the other Jonathan Byers, the infamous outcast mentioned earlier. You’d had known him for over two years and in that time you two got to know and understand one another. He preferred to observe people from angle that was less warped by personal perspective, thus why he was constantly taking pictures, they only showed the truth about people.

And your reasons were a little less poetic. You just would rather spend your time with your books and plants as opposed to the usual pleasantries that was expected of the average teenager. The two of you had a mutual understanding of one another, and thus a friendship was formed.

Though as time passed, the lines  began to blur between companionship and deeper affection for Jonathan, though it wasn’t really a surprise for him. He’d never had someone in his life who understood him so well, apart from his brother but even then there were some things that made it seem you were the only one whom he could talk to of.

However, his shy and more reserved nature made it more of a problem to confront his feelings for you, so he instead preferred to admire from afar and keep it to himself until he had more confirmation about how you felt him.

And while he knew he was more obvious in his fondness for you, as his mother so kindly pointed out one day after you had left his house one day when you had come over as always until your parents would return from work.

“So have you told her yet?” Joyce asked him as she leaned against the kitchen counter.

Jonathan looked from the small pile of polaroids that he had in front of him. “I don’t know what you mean?”

Joyce held back the laugh and strolled over to the dining table and plucking one of the photos from it’s spot before Jonathan could move it away from her. She flipped it over and with a triumphant smiled she showed the photo to him, a candid of you pouring over a History textbook while your reading glasses slowly descended down the bridge of your nose.

“Are you sure about that?” Joyce mused.

Jonathan quickly felt the heat crawl up the back of his neck and it slowly made it’s way to his cheeks as he quickly took the photo from his mother and hiding it away from her. “It was a nice angle.” He mumbled quietly.

Enjoying the newfound embarrassment she was bringing to him. Joyce’s eyes swept across the other photo’s he was trying to hide with his arms. “Really? Is that why you took six of them?” She said with a profound amount of amusement in her tone, only meaning to tease him.

“Please don’t say anything?” He asked helplessly.

Joyce shook her head and crossed her heart. “Not a word.”


“Oh damn.” You said as you scavenged through your bag for your scarf, letting out an annoyed sigh once you realized it wasn’t there. “So much for that.”

“Here.” Jonathan said, taking off his own jacket and placing it on you. “You can borrow mine, I’m not that cold anyways.”

You laughed after he put it on. “No kidding, this is like an oven here.” You said looking over at him with a grin. “You know you’re pretty warm.”

Jonathan smiled and looked down at the gravel. “Yeah, Will tells me the same thing every time I let him wear it too.”

“How is he anyways? Still holding up fine?” You asked him curiously. You had only met Will a few times, anytime you were over at the Byers he was at the Wheeler’s. And during the whole ordeal whenever he was missing you were out of town, and you only received minimal details of what had happened. That being said you were extremely fond of the kid and he looked up to you because of your mutual love for science and art.

Jonathan looked sideways for a second, seeing the genuine look on your face made him feel all warm in his chest. “He’s doing fine, thanks.” He told you, looking up at meeting your eyes for a second before he looked shyly back at the ground. “You know I’ve been meaning to-”


Steve’s voice came calling from the front of the school doors and both you and Jonathan turned to find him coming out of the library doors and jogging up to where you were.

He pulled a bundle of bright red fabric from behind his back and shot you a wide smile. “You almost forgot this.” He said, handing it out for you.

“Oh thank you! I was just gonna get it from the lost and found tomorrow.” You told him, wrapping the scarf around your hands.

Steve shot you a wink and saluted. “Not a problem, I’m always here to help a damsel in distress.”

The two of you shared a laugh before you waved him off, turning to find Jonathan looking pointedly at the ground. “I didn’t know you were with Steve.”

You sighed, knowing the history the two of them had. “He wanted a little extra help with the English assignment and I offered him some help.”


You played with the ends of your scarf for a few seconds before walking up to him and wrapping it around his neck. “Don’t be cross with me, he’s just a friend.”

Jonathan’s eyes fixated themselves on the sudden color around his neck and he smiled. “I’m not mad.” He assured.

“Good! Now come on, I wanna go say hello to your mom.”

“Fine, I’m keeping the scarf though, I think the color suits me better.”

“Only if I can keep the jacket.”


All a stage (Reader x Yondu Udonta)

A/N: I’ve been looking for a way to use this song in any of my fics. It’s suuuuuch a good cover. I am a broken human being, btw. Warning: Spoilers ahead!


Originally posted by scorpling

I don’t want your number (no)
I don’t want to give you mine and (no)
I don’t want to meet you nowhere (no)
Don’t want none of your time and
No, I don’t want no scrub

Yondu Udonta liked to see your performances when he could. It wasn’t often, but every time he did appear, you were glad. It meant he was still alive and still safe. No one knew, but every time you saw that Centurian in the crowd, your performances would be particularly phenomenal that evening.

You liked to joke and tell him that he was your lucky charm and that he should visit more often, but the both of you knew it was just a half-hearted ploy for him to see you more because anytime he was at your side, he was safe. Anytime he was away was another chance for him to be gone forever.

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Thinking of the Future (Sam Holland x reader)

summary: sam takes care of his big brother.  it makes you feel things.

warnings: none

word count: 1.5k

pairing: sam holland x reader

a/n: written purely because the sight of sam being so soft with his brother in that video literally brings me to tears

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anonymous asked:

hi mom i've been having some friend drama recently but ur writing can always cheer me up,,, i was wondering if u could write friends to lovers w yuta?? thank u i love u w/all my heart 💓

im sorry that’s happening but sure! happy birthday yuta  ♥
find others: ten | sicheng | mark | jaehyun | johnny 

  • nakamoto yuta,,,,,,is like no other. 
  • not when he was in middle school, jumping backdoor fences on his way from school after saying some a little too sarcastic for the liking of a kid older than him. 
  • no when he was in high school, carrying a soccer ball in one hand and a bag full of love letters from adoring classmates in another
  • and not,,,,,,when he decided to,,,,,,become an idol of all things
  • you were always expecting the most from him,,,,you’d known each other as kids,,,,,and when he told you about wanting to audition,,,wanting to go to south korea
  • you had wanted to throw you arms around your friend, say oh my god - yuta that is amazing! but a small part of you also wanted to whisper you’re thinking of leaving? so soon?
  • the thing about him being like no other,,,,had charmed you and scared you as his friend. you were always watching him do something crazy,,,,basking in the spotlight of attention,,,
  • being with him made you feel alive - but you knew that feeling was going to end,,,,,,,yuta wasn’t meant to stay here in this town with you,,,,,,he was meant for so much more
  • “and he’s going to forget you.” the small voice in your head mocked
  • he had devoted himself to training, spending hours dancing and learning to sing before his audition date came up
  • everyday you watched another number pass on the calendar - it’s getting so close
  • and everyday, when you got to sit beside yuta, who was drenched in sweat and whining about how he just had to go and pick THIS song
  • you felt the love in your heart for him grow deeper, and the fear of losing him forever grow stronger
  • on the date of his birthday,,,,,,you were shocked to find that he wasn’t home,,,,,,he was practicing again
  • and when you texted him; hey - isn’t today pretty important?
  • he responded with: yep - only a week before the audition!
  • you grimaced,,,,,,yuta was,,,,,,to put it nicely,,,,,,,,a sprinkle of a narcissist. he treated his birthday like a national holiday,,,,,,,,,and now he’d just forgot it
  • “just like he’s going to forget you” ,,,the voice chimed and you shook your head
  • something felt wrong,,,,,after hours of waiting for yuta to send the usual ‘excuse me where is my million dollar present?’ text you decided you had to at least go see him
  • his friends were all in the same shocked state - wasn’t he going to go out? eat? enjoy the attention he basically lived for?
  • you found yourself in front of the studio where you knew yuta was,,,,your hands felt weirdly sweaty and you carefully opened the door
  • you were imagining that yuta would be dancing, sneakers squeaking against the floor, his shirt plastered to his back with moisture
  • but all there was was music,,,,,,and yuta on his knees,,,,,his hand over his mouth
  • rushing over, you fell to his level and put your hands on his shoulders “yuta??? yuta??” you called and he finally looked up, dull brown eyes staring into yours
  • “i,,,,,,”
  • you could see he was barely speaking, body shaken from hours of unstoppable practice
  • “water. you need water.” you rationed, letting go of him and searching the room for his bag, when you fished out it out you could see the cap was still sealed - he hadn’t drank,,,,,,he probably hadn’t eaten either
  • getting back to him, you opened it, some spilling over onto your fingers but you hand it to him
  • “drink,,,,,and lay down. you need to rest.”
  • yuta, more defeated and exhausted than you had e v e r seen him did as you told
  • drinking almost half the bottle and then setting it down, only to fall against your chest
  • “it’s,,,,,,,,spinning,,,,,,,,the room,,,,,,,” his voice was lower than usual and you could feel his body heat
  • you moved him so his head lay on your lap and you pushed the wet bangs from his forehead
  • “it’s your birthday you loser,,,,,,,,and you’re here working yourself to death,,,,,”
  • you’d never called yuta that before,,,,but it just,,,,came out,,,,,in the mixture of worry and anger that laced your voice
  • he was trying to still catch his breathing, but you could see the corner of his lips try to tug into a smug smile
  • “i-is it,,,,my birthday?” he managed to huff out and you sighed
  • “yes,,,,,,how could you forget? it’s a -”
  • “national holiday” he finished and this time you could see the smile on his handsome face,,,,,,the light returning to his eyes
  • for a moment you sat there with his head in your lap, watching him close his eyes and relax his tensed shoulders
  • the music had stopped and it was quiet between you two,,,,,,you sort of wanted to run your hands through his hair again,,,,but held back that urge
  • “i really want this.”
  • yuta finally said and you weren’t sure what he meant
  • “i really want to be an idol,,,,,,,,,” he paused and then reached his hand up - you took it cautiously
  • “but i dont want to leave this place either,,,,,,the warm and comforting lap of someone i like,,,,,,,”
  • you felt your heart stop - had he just,,,,,,,,,,,, oh
  • you blushed and felt yuta’s hand squeeze yours
  • “where’s my million dollar birthday present?” he joked, opening his eyes slowly 
  • they were looking right above you, specifically at your lips
  • “i don’t think you deserve it,,,,,”
  • you started, letting his hand go and with the little strength he regained, yuta sat up and turned his body toward you
  • “c’mon,,,,,,it’s my birthday,,,,”
  • “you forgot it was like five minutes ago.”
  • he scooted closer and god he really had no business being so ,,,,, beautiful
  • even soaked with sweat and worn out,,,he looked perfect - smooth skin shining and long fingers feeling nice as he brushed them over you cheek
  • “it might be your only chance - im going to be an idol and you won’t be able to kiss me then.”
  • you scrunched up your nose and it made him laugh, but he was right - sadly
  • leaning in, you felt his hand hold the back of your neck, but just as you were going to feel his lips brush against yours you heard the familiar sound of a stomach growling
  • pulling back you remembered, he probably hadn’t eaten at all
  • “c’mon. let’s go get you some birthday cake or something.” you stood up and yuta followed, grabbing your hand in his
  • “i’d really,,,,,,,much rather have my present,,,,,” he whined but you were adamant
  • helping gather his stuff, you pushed the door of the studio open but didn’t let go of yuta’s hand
  • the night air was cool and you were sure people could see you two - holding hands and smiling at one and other, playing around like you’d been a couple for years
  • even if he was going to be an idol,,,,miles away,,,,,no time for the past - you were sure this birthday was one he would never forget  \
  • yuta was sure of that too 

anonymous asked:

hey! I saw that you take requests right? could you do you and harry are together for a while now but you see how his life is "taking off" and yours is just.. stuck (that's how i've been feeling lately about my life lol) and idk you just feel like you dont fit in anymore and maybe you need to let him go? it ends however you want! sorry, im a bit down these days but if you dont wanna write this kind story is totally fine! :)

Hi, lovely. I’m sorry to hear you’re feeling this way. I hope this helps some, and check at the bottom for some sites I looked up for advice. x.

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anonymous asked:

Hihi, glow in the dark stars anon here, once again ^^. I've noticed you wanted requests so I'm gonna send you one! How about an MC who is very innocent and sweet but as soon as their older brother comes into town, they become a fowl-mouthed memer and is constantly making jokes, and how would the RFA + V + Saeran react to such events. Sorry if it doesn't make sense;; (by the way how was your day? Oh, and keep up the good work my dude !!) <333

hey stars anon!(that’s your nickname now bc i love ya~)  my dude, you are like, my favorite anon?? you come up with great ideas wowie wow!! this is me but with my pals..im an only child;;

my day - well yesterday - was good. busy, but good! i’m finally getting over this weird cold. how was yours? ^^ and thank you, again! (/◔ ◡ ◔)/


  • mc told him their brother was coming to town all excitedly and that they wanted zen to meet him. he agreed. family is important to him! ..yes im still salty about his family¬_¬
  • also this is like, the first time he’s gonna meet mc’s family its time to Impress
  • so they go, and zen really doesn’t know what he’s expecting besides hoping their family likes him 
  • their parents were kind of how he thought - nice and sweet, asking him questions
  • and then their brother came 
  • “mc!” their brother called. he was answered with a hug from them aw sweet not for long, zenny
  • “hey you nerd!” mc started, and then it pretty much went from there 
  • zen wasn’t really surprised at all the inside jokes they had, but there was? so many?? he had never seen mc make this many jokes
  • also did mc just say ‘fuck’? he was pretty sure he never heard them say ‘damn’ and now they upgraded to all this??
  • oh well, their brother liked him 
  • when they left, he got kind of pouty 
  • babeeee do you feel uncomfortable around me?” “what do you mean?”
  • “you don’t curse and joke that much with me, and you can, you know!” 
  • he just wants to have as many inside jokes   


  • they were meeting up with mc’s brother for lunch!
  • he wasn’t going to be in town long, but mc was still so excited
  • yoosung thought they looked so cute all excited and now he is too
  • they got to the restaurant first and waited 
  • mc’s brother found them at the table and shook yoosung’s hand before hugging mc
  • “well now you have to tell me everything about your boyfriend, my dear sibling. and if i have to send him back to hell.”
  • *cue a slightly scared yoosung*
  • “i’ll tell you he’s better than that shithead you dated last year.” 
  • *cue a surprised yoosung now*
  • who are you and what have you done to my mc?
  • things continued this way, and they even started laughing at memes together
  • they made one of their brother’s old girlfriend…ok that one was funny
  • after lunch, yoosung kind of observes them for a while 
  • they stumble while walking once and mutter, “oh dang-”
  • mc when your brother accidentally kicked you under the table, you said something much worse 
  • oh well, he’s happy he got to see a new side of mc


  • their brother dropped by the cafe right after they closed, but of course they let him in
  • jaehee made him a cup and he said it was the best coffee he’s tasted
  • “is your tea this hot too?” he asked
  • she was about to answer seriously, but mc knew better 
  • “it sure as hell is, and i have so many stories to tell you”
  • jaehee’s like: …how did we get from tea to stories
  • and then mc starts telling him about all the shit i apparently put the cafe through stories of customers and stuff
  • it was the same stories mc and her told everyone, but mc added more emphasis and..curse words in this retelling
  • if jaehee could become her question mark emoji, she would right then
  • at one point, mc told her to come sit with them 
  • so she did, sitting next to mc
  • “there’s one last thing I haven’t told you, dear brother.” they say 
  • but before they continue, they kiss jaehee’s cheek. “meet my girlfriend”
  • on the inside, jaehee was yelling because girlfriend!! but also cause she thought he knew– 
  • their brother paused for a minute before whispering, “et tu, brute?” 
  • and that’s how mc and jaehee found out their brother is also gay wow 


  • he invited their brother to the penthouse
  • he brought out the fancy wine, elizabeth was on her best behavior, things were good
  • and mc’s brother was nice and seemed to like him 
  • so all in all, the evening went well
  • except that jumin spent almost half of the evening being confused
  • because first off, when did mc get such a foul mouth what the he ck 
  • and second, what is a ‘meme’? 
  • “woah, wait. your boyfriend doesn’t know what a meme is, mc? hm…i dunno if i like him”
  • “calm your tits, brother. memes aren’t everything.” are u sure, mc?
  •  jumin is lowkey like ‘how can he calm his tits wtf’
  • anyways, mc’s brother assures that he was kidding and that he actually really likes jumin
  • who’s the real winner now
  • when their brother left, mc went back to being the innocent mc he knew
  • “…my love?” “yes, jumin?” “what just happened?”
  • he’ll get used to it

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • when they told him their brother was in town, he yelled for a little bit
  • how is this dork gonna impress mc’s family?
  • decides he needs to clean the bunker 
  • amazingly, he does it without vanderwood’s help a miracle
  • almost puts on a suit, but mc stops him
  • when their brother came over, mc’s attitude completely changes
  • and saeyoung just observes them for a while and realizes what he has to do
  • it’s literally just channel the 707 attitude. which he is an expert in doing
  • and now…let the memes begin
  • oh, mc’s brother likes this guy
  • it goes better than expected. they’re practically best friends now 
  • the only thing is, saeyoung doesn’t curse that much
  • so after their brother leaves, he’s like “mc, i didn’t know you had such a potty mouth!” 
  • watch them feign innocence for a bit
  • it doesn’t work, but everyone’s still happy

v / jihyun

  • came over to mc’s apartment to find their brother with them
  • it was a surprise
  • “oh, nice to meet you!”. they all sit and chat
  • v could’ve sworn he heard mc threaten their brother not to make any blind jokes
  • something along the lines of  “make one blind joke and so help me, i will fucking murder you”
  • v feels like he should be scared
  • there are no blind jokes, but there are a lot of memes
  • which he also doesn’t understand that well, but he catches on faster than jumin
  • “mc, I need to teach your boyfriend the art of memes.” 
  • ooh now v is really scared
  • but it goes better than he expected
  • his favorite ones are now the bee movie memes and ‘bees?’
  • he tried it once with the whole rfa around, like jumin asked when the next party date was and he just looked at him and went: “bees?”
  • mc was so proud. jumin felt betrayed. saeyoung lost his shit.
  • they got that on video and when they showed their brother: “mc, marry this man right now”


  • they met at mc’s work
  • saeran was picking them up and they ran into mc’s brother
  • “oh! i didn’t know you were back in town!” “yeah. surprise!!”
  • saeran is like lowkey scared at first
  • but then the Truth Is Revealed
  • and now he almost hates himself
  • why is he always stuck with the memers
  • even mc got pulled into this, his one saving grace
  • though he found it kinda hot when they cursed, he just wanted to kiss them
  • heyy bringing back my saeran is ace headcanon haha no smut for you
  • anyways, though saeran doesn’t like memes, he understands them and can joke with mc’s brother
  • mc’s brother likes him
  • when he leaves, saeran is so glad they’re back to the mc he knows more
  • except like, hey, maybe curse more
  • they end up doing so when they figure out they get more kisses that way
It burns, doesn't? [pt. 11]

Genre: Mafia!au (Mature) Fluff? Angst…so much angst. Violence and all that good mafia stuff.

Members: Jungkook x Yoongi x Namjoon x Jin x Hoseok x Jimin x Taehyung  Feat. Got7

Summary: Why am I hurting alone? Why am I in love alone?

authors note: /// means flashback ….nd omg it’s finally out. Im trying to try new gifs for characters highlighted chapters…

Originally posted by je0n

| Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 |

The moment when one realizes that things will never be the same is bittersweet. As children we rely on the things around us to remain the way they are, our young minds don’t quite understand the concept of change yet we’re impulsive and oblivious to cause and effect. it’s human instinct to crave structure and stability, even if it’s through an illusion, even if it’s merely a reality we create for ourselves. The discovery of what’s perceived as happiness, joy, kindness, trust, and love are vague descriptions of our innermost feelings, those emotions are essential to growth. But for some, their lives are pages from a book torn up and discarded like trash, they feel emotions in a brutal way. Pain, jealousy, anger, sadness, envy, greed—it gets shoved into them, no warning or preparation. Suffocating them until it becomes a desperate means of solitude, the loneliness can be too much to bare really. Turning to materialistic comfort is a common response, as sad as it may be, it helped in some way. Such as cigarettes. You get an exhilarating sense of relaxation when you exhale, knowing it’s bad—when you hold it in your lungs, forcing your body take something so foreign, it’s feigning self-control. Through a tiny white stick he controls his pain and pleasure, through it he found solitude—it was more bitter than sweet.

Everything happened so fast. 

He didn’t know what he was going to do from here, it didn’t help that he hasn’t had a blink of sleep. A cigarette sat in the ashtray and he left his quarters to check on his men. Some of them were patching up the wounded, they even lost a few men, so the faint sound of weeping was heard at every other corner. How a man could look upon the friends of the people he let die wasn’t a natural talent, this type of inhumanity had to be formed. Those people just happened to be casualties, you win some, you lose some. 

People die under you, that’s one of the high prices you pay as the boss.

When it all comes down to it, the truth is, they signed up for this—if it’s for the boss, you risk it all…or not at all. They knew that when they joined.

Hoseok went AWOL last night, he came back early this morning but that was only to freshen up so he could go out again. He had speculations on Hoseok’s stance in all of this, hell, he has speculations about his own stance on the situation. Jin’s response to all of this was the most surprising, he was so levelheaded and prepared as if he orchestrated the whole thing. Jin had always been the sneaky type, not completely honest with everything but that was understandable. It’s not like he grew up surrounded by people he trusts. In order to survive, he had to keep his guard up. Jin managed to come in and set his own rules into play. He didn’t know whether to be thankful or furious about it.

Speaking of Jin, not even five minutes ago he called him to his office and he has yet to come. He likes to think of himself as a patient man but now is not the time to keep him waiting. The guy he sent came back alone. “Boss, he said he’ll be here in a minute.” He swallowed, Yoongi’s stare is far too threatening to not be nervous around.

He had the audacity to make me wait, unbelievable. It doesn’t matter whose the oldest in this relationship. This whole organization is on Yoongi’s back. He has to have an answer for everything, he has to know everything—he doesn’t take that lightly, he can’t afford to. He has to stay calm, no matter what, and that was an overwhelming responsibility sometimes, more than they would know.

“Tell him that I said I want him in here, now.” He was stern, eyeing the kid at the door.

“O-okay sir.” 

Like a puppy off to fetch a tennis ball, he ran off.

Yoongi grabbed the pack of cigarettes, his pale fingers pulling at the pack to slip out one of the white sticks. He didn’t rush, he secured it between his lips and held up to the white lighter. When it caught flame, he took a deep breath and exhaled, this was his third one today. Jin walked into the room, a look of impatience on his face.

Yoongi inhaled, taking another puff of the cigarette before saying anything. “You had a whole operation going down and when it’s over is when I find out.” He sat the cigarette in the ashtray. 

“How long has this been going on Seokjin? How long were you planning to leave me in the dark about this?”

Jin simply shrugged. “I didn’t make a decision any different than you would’ve. You should be thankful. Namjoon is on his knees, Jaebums gang is halfway in hiding and I have my little sister. Yoongi, you know how these things go.” He ran his hand through his locks, giving Yoongi a knowing look.

“No, I don’t actually. Enlighten me.” 

“If I wouldn’t have done what I did she’d probably be dead right now! You don’t understand Yoongi…Namjoon won’t stop, ever…He’ll keep trying to go after me and now her, and to be honest it’s partly your fault.” He sneered, not really caring if that pissed Yoongi off, it was true.

My fault? So I’m supposed to be your fucking savior or some shit? I didn’t know she fucking existed until Hoseok and Jimin brought her ass here. But that girl isn’t the problem, you are.” Yoongi grumbled, already fiddling with his favorite dagger to ease his stress—it wasn’t working. “Why are you doing this Jin?”

“Yoongi, do you not understand the concept of doing a bad thing for a good reason?” Jin was sort of tickled, amused at his robin hood philosophy.

“Yeah, I do. But it’s you who doesn’t seem to remember your role here. I made this group, from the ground up. I've carried it on my back since I was 18. I call the shots. Not because one day I thought, ‘oh you know what, I think I’ll be the leader today.’ No. Because I earned it, I earned the right to say what goes, not you hyung.” He sounded pretty irritated already. Jin was just waiting for him to be finished so he could get out of here. Yoongi is just blowing hot air, this was nothing he hasn’t heard already, he thought to himself.

“I really don’t know why you felt the need to interfere, I had it under control. He wouldn’t have killed the girl just yet, I knew that. I knew it the whole time. Kim Namjoon is still dramatic if you haven’t noticed, he’d put her through hell before you have to mourn her death.”

“I wasn’t gonna wait around for that to happen. I wasn’t wasting any more time if it meant leaving her with him any longer. She was second priority to you but not me. Namjoon had my little sister Yoongi, she’s not just some girl, she’s my flesh and blood and he knew that the moment he decided to keep her.” That very sentence appalled him, his stomach twisting in disgust. “He’s a weed—he’s cancerous, he needs to be cut out. And you can’t cut without causing a few abrasions.” Jin was serious, Yoongi knew all of those things to be partly true, but Namjoon used to be his best friend. Even now, Namjoon was almost the same, nobody really changed significantly. Jimin, Taehyung, Hoseok, they were all just like he remembered. Just more…broken. They can’t stand each other now. The feeling of hatred was more than mutual, friendship was a distant memory between the two gangs that once worked in harmony. “If it was your mother, you would’ve done the same thing Yoongi, maybe even worse.”

Yoongi gave him the dirtiest look, he knew not to bring her up, Jin was the only exception right now. 

“People were killed, on both sides. Two explosions in two highly populated mafia territories, we didn’t go unnoticed.” Yoongi kept his anger at bay, the cigarettes were working this time. He would never say it aloud but knowing Jin could execute a plan that was so complex and to do it without his knowledge, made him feel disrespected. 

“The police aren’t on our backs because of the relationship we have with the chief. Most arrests regarding our men, he let’s slide and I’d like to keep it that way.” Yoongi tapped the cigarette in the ashtray, a smirk coming to his lips, Jin wasn’t sure what he was thinking. “Seo will want more answers. He will start calling eventually, but I’m gonna tell him to take it up with you. You’re responsible for the mess anyway.”

“You’ve never been the type to back down Yoongi, don’t tell me you’re…scared?” Jin laughed, he literally thought that the mere thought was funny. To see Yoongi, the man with a never-changing expression, afraid of something? That was impossible. By the dark look in Yoongi’s eyes he realized now was no time to tease him. 

“Ugh-” He gasped. Before he knew it Yoongi was around the table and pressing a knife against his neck, an intense look on his face. “Yoongi.” Jin swallowed with some difficulty.

Min Yoongi wasn’t as still as water, not all the time. There are a few things you better not say or you will regret the moment you opened your lips.

“Let’s get one thing fucking straight, I don’t have a scared bone in my body Hyung, not one. I don’t fear anyone, not you, not Namjoon, not even my own maniac of a father who caused every mental and physical pain you could think of to his only son by the time I was fifteen…” Yoongi scoffed retracting the knife as Jin was almost at a loss for words. Yoongi scoffed. “You have some nerve. I suggest you drop this high and mighty attitude before this knife is through your neck, damn it.” He sneered.

He sighed, straightening up his freshly pressed suit. The visual image of what Yoongi threatened had him touch his neck subconsciously and cringe. “Yoongi, you’re tense, I understand that really I do. But just think about it, think about this group, think about the people involved…This is the game Yoongi, no one plays by the rules, you know that better than anyone.” Yoongi just stared at him, a stoic expression plastered on his face as Jin slowly exited out of the room.

He really did know that better than anyone—almost too well.

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anonymous asked:

Gosh your villain twist on Katsuki and Izuku were soo good!! I don't think I've seen you do a Shouto one before, so I'll love to request that? (He could be a villain because he growed up seeing his dad carry the image of a 'hero', so he decided he didn't like heroes and here he is now, but idk lol im bad at this) anyways, thanks!! Your writing is really good<3

Yes, the backstory is on point. I thought the same thing too. And thanks fo the compliment. All the villain stuff is under the tag: villain au

You worked at Endeavour’s hero agency. You honestly hated the guy, but it was hero work like everything else. You were going to start your own agency some day, but the time for that wasn’t now. You were just leaving work, when you were stopped at the door. The hero who stopped you, told you that the boss wanted to talk with you. You had a bad feeling about the whole situation, but you couldn’t refuse. No matter how much of an asshole the guy was, he was still your boss. So you took the elevator to the most upper floor, and knocked at his office door. You were told to come in, so you did.

“You wanted to see me?”, you asked politely.

“Yes, I’ll get straight to the point. Bring me my son.”


“Don’t play dumb, I know you two are seeing each other. One of my employees has been following you for a while now.”, he growled.

“This employee of yours must be mistaken. I know of your son, but I have never even met him.”, you said calmly.

“Cut the bullshit.”, he growled.

You were surprised with his change of tone, and didn’t really know if you should continue the conversation.

“Am I free to leave? Or do you want to discuss something else?”, you asked.

Endeavour got up and walked up to you. The huge male was towering over you. You were nervous and for a good reason. Endeavour grabbed you by the arm, and you could feel the heat in your arm. There was smoke rising under his palm, and you could smell the clothes burning.

“Bring. Me. My. Son.”, he grunted.

“As I said, I don’t know what-Shit!”, you yelped.

Endeavour removed his hand from your arm, leaving behind a handprint. He was mad, well he was always mad, but now even more so then usual. He just grunted and told you to leave. You did as you were told.

“Damn bastard.”, you muttered to yourself.

When you left the room, Endeavour was left alone. He was annoyed, annoyed that you would lie straight to his face and even more annoyed that you wouldn’t bring his useless son to him. Shouto was supposed to become the greatest hero, his greatest achivement, but no. That idiot had went and become a villain. Such a waste of a good quirk. Endeavour needed his son to come to his senses and pursue the path to becoming the number one hero. No matter what he had to do, he would make his son the top hero.

You left work and headed to your apartment. When you got there, you decided to bandage up your arm. The burn wasn’t that bad, but you didn’t want it to get infected. You were so concentrated on your arm, you didn’t realize Todoroki was behind you, before he spoke.

“What happened?”, he asked.

“Oh god Shouto” you yelped, “it was nothing, just your father being an ass.”

He walked up to you and took a look at your arm.

“Does it hurt?”, he whispered.


“Be honest with me.”

“A bit, but it’s not as bad as it looks.”

“Do you know why he did it?”

“We need to talk about that. Let’s go to the kitchen, I need something to drink.”, you sighted.

You sat down to the opposite sides of the table. Todoroki looked anxious, he had a bad feeling.

“Your dad knows. About us I mean.”, you said as you sipped your drink.


“Apparently someone has been following me.”

“Any idea who?”

“Nope. And what really ticks me off, is the fact he thought I would just hand you over to him.”, you huffed.

“I know you would never do that, but we need to do something about this. Do you think you should find a new agency?”

“No, as long as I work at your father’s agency, I can get information about him.”

“I hate seeing you hurt. No information is worth that.”, he said quietly.

“But I don’t want to see you hurt either. That’s why I’m trying to make sure your father doesn’t do anything to hurt anyone.”

“But if you get hurt it’s not worth it.”

“For me it is. If knowing what your father is doing makes you feel even a bit better, it’s worth it.”, you smiled gently.

He took your hand to his and looked at you in the eye. You could see he was very serious.

“Promise me you won’t get hurt. If someone hurts you. I’ll hunt them down and teach them a lesson, no matter who they are.”

“I know you would, and I appreciate that, but I don’t want you to expose yourself to danger either. Even though I’m well aware you can take care of yourself just fine.”, you smirked.

You chatted for a while more, but Todoroki had to go. He said he had some business to take care of. He left you alone for the evening, but he promised to be back in a few hours, before midnight. He gave you a last kiss before leaving and headed out of the door.

You decided to relax a bit. You took a shower and made yourself some tea. You opened your book and sat down beside the kitchen table, but your alone time didn’t last for long. Your kitchen window was shattered and three people, dressed in army’s combat gear and masks hopped in.You jumped up and took a defensive position. You had no idea what their quirks were, or if they even had them. Consealed weapons were also an option so you needed to stay alert. They had also broken the lamp, so the room was pretty dark. You couldn’t use your quirk since there was no light to create blades from, these people clearly knew what they were doing, and who they were up against.

The trio made the first move. They came at you from front and both sides. You dodged the first one, and got a good kick to the second ones stomach. The third however, slashed your arm with something. It didn’t feel like a knife or a blade, more like a claw. The wound was shallow, and it didn’t affect your ability to fight. The trio backed of a bit, which gave you the chance to turn on the light above the sink. You created two blades for yourself from the light.

“We gonna do this or what?”, you growled.

The trio dashed at you again, they didn’t seem to be as in sync as they were before. The first one managed to get a punch to your jaw, but you smashed the hilt of your blade to his head. He stumbled back and fell to the ground. One done, two to go. The two who were left, didn’t seem to care for their comrade at all. They just kept coming at you, again and again.

When you finally managed to knock the last one down, you weren’t in a very good shape yourself. Your nose was bleeding and so were the slashes on you arm and thigh. You were covered in bruises and small cuts, but that didn’t really bother you. What bothered you, was the three people lying unconcious on your floor. You decided to check their faces.

The first one you knocked out, got his mask ripped of first.

“Damn.”, you yelped.

You regocnized the guy. He worked at the same hero agancy as you and was one of Endeavour’s favorites. Not because he was super strong, but because he would do anything, no questions asked. The second one revealed herself as your other coworker. The third one too. Then it clicked. Endeavour was behind this. Since he hadn’t gotten what he wanted, he had used his lapdogs to get information for him. You were honestly amazed you were able to take all three of them down. They weren’t trying to kill you, they probably just wanted to tie you down and ask you a few questions. You sat down and breathed heavily.

“Can’t I just have one calm night? Is that really too much to ask for?”, you muttered.

When Todoroki got to your place, it was a mess. Three uncouncious people on the floor, and you bleeding and muttering something to yourself. He hurried to you.

“What happened?”

“Those three happened, and here is the fun part. They all work for your father, just like me.”

“That bastard must have set this up.”

“Yeah, I figured.”, you sighted.

You knew Todoroki was furious. He might not seem like, but there was rage burning in his eyes.

“Let’s bandage you up. After that I’ll go pay my father a visit.”, he said.

Todoroki bandaged your arm and thigh in silence. How dare his father do this? If he wanted him, why come after you? Did his father want to hurt him, because if that was his objective he had been successful. Todoroki hated to see you hurt, and he didn’t like the fact you didn’t mind it if it was for him. Of course Todoroki knew your hero work came with unavoidable risks, but the fact you had been hurt because his bastard of a father wanted him back, made his blood boil.

You knew Todoroki well enough to know what he was thinking. He was blaming himself for what had happened. That you getting hurt was his fault, since the trio wanted him or even information about him. You knew he would go see his father and return his lapdogs to him, if the hadn’t left by themselves. Todoroki probably didn’t know you knew that everytime you got hurt, Todoroki would hunt down the asshole. You didn’t know what he did to them, but you rarely saw the same villain twice. He had threathened to do it before, but you knew it was more than a threath.

“I don’t want to leave you alone, but I have to go see my father.”

“I know Shouto. Just be safe okay. I’ll be fine on my own.”

You gave him a kiss and when you got out of the bathroom, the three people from your floor were gone. They had probably regained conciousness, and escaped. You watched as Todoroki walked out. You knew his father wouldn’t kill him, but you also knew Endeavour didn’t mind violence. You were worried.

When Todoroki reached his father’s hero agency, he noticed the lights were on in his office floor. His father was waiting for him. Todoroki wasted no time. He went to his father right away. He basically busted down the office door. There was steam coming off of him, his quirk had activated because of intense emotions. Endeavour was looking out the window and didn’t even turn around when the door opened.

“Shouto, you came. I thought that girl might be some use after all. Apprently she was able to take all three of them down.”, Endeavour laughed.

“She was and you stay away from her.”, Todoroki growled.

“I’ll leave her alone when you decide to drop this foolish act as a villain. You are meant to be the top hero and not some criminal running around the streets and having a fling with some pathetic girl.”

“I’ll never become a hero, not like you. Not someone who thinks he has the privilege to torture his family because of his own desires. As a villain, I can do what I need to and protect the one I love. She is nowhere close to pathetic and she is not a fling. If you or your guys ever come near her, I’ll kill you.”

“Are you trying to threathen me? You are weak, just like your mother and that pathetic bitch you are with.”

Todoroki lost his temper. His father calling you a bitch and calling his mother weak, was the trigger. Todoroki’s ice was trapping Endeavour against the window.

“If you ever, come near (Name) again, I swear to god, you will not walk out of it unharmed.”, he growled.

“Foolish boy. Do you really think I’ll be intimidated by a weak, lonely villain?”

Todoroki walked towards the door, and just before he stepped to the hallway, he looked at his father one last time.

“Not that this is relevant, but who said I was alone?”

Endeavour was left there, encased in ice, to think about his son’s warning. He started to melt the ice, but to his surprise, it was rather slow. Clearly his son had managed to get more powerful. If being a villain was what it took, it was worth it, but someday Endeavour would make his son the top hero. No matter the cost.

When Todoroki got back to your place, he found you curled up on your bed. You were asleep. He laid down and wrapped himself around you.

“Shouto?”, you whispered.

“I’m fine, just keep sleeping, you’ve had a rough day.”

“Yeah, yeah”, you yawned.

Todoroki watched as you closed your eyes and your breathing got calmer again. He would make sure you were safe, no matter what.

How about the boys, Kaede, and Toujou with an extremely self-loathing, anxious s/o?

Mod Saihara currently has lost her voice (Sorta) and is Mc suffering so time to get these asks done b o i 

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tsuki-nay  asked:

Hey hope you're well!! :) I've never made a request to anyone before so Idk how this works but, I put the photo of Jumin kissing MC (from 8th day of Jumin's Route) as my "profile pic" on mysme and I would love to hear how the RFA members would react if they could all actually see it on the messenger ^^;; x

hi!( ´ ▽ ` )ノ thank you, I’m better now! felt a little down earlier rip I hope you’re well too! this is a hella cute request~ and i love that picture yessss I hope you like this!💛

..i made it the pic with his eyes open because that one’s just..Iconic


  • is pissed. of course
  • lowkey jealous, you could never tell sure zen 
  • you could make a drinking game out of how many times he sends his angry emoji
  • side note: i actually did this but with water. stay hydrated, kids. i took 9 water shots
  • he literally complains so much
  • “I hope you got mc’s consent to kiss her!” 
  • “who keeps their eyes open when they kiss?!”
  • “mc, if he ever does that without warning again, I’ll come over there and break you out”
  • he doesn’t sleep that night 


  • first he sends his ‘?!’ emoji
  • because woah! that was fast!! 
  • also because that looks like an intense kiss wow;;;;
  • then sends his huff emoji 
  • mainly because of all of zen’s complaining 
  • “…who did take the picture?”
  • is happy for them, but never looks at mc’s profile picture until she changes it
  • not because he’s jealous, though he is, but because he can’t handle jumin looking at him like that
  • what do you mean its only a picture, that stare still intimidates him 


  • is there a world record for ‘most sighs in a day’?
  • because jaehee probably beat it two hours ago
  • she heard about Sarah coming over and had her worries about what would happen with mc still here
  • maybe they could play it off as rfa business
  • but then she saw the picture
  • part of her expected this
  • but she was really hoping it wouldn’t happen
  • “of course…I’m happy for the two of you, but..”
  • sends her sigh emoji 
  • please tell her she doesn’t have to explain this to the Chairman 
  • mc, jumin, please let my wife rest

jumin [ why not ]

  • he acts all embarrassed in the chatroom
  • like “oh, i didn’t know you were going to make that your picture, mc”
  • he’s actually so smug omg
  • “but…that means you liked it, right?”
  • gets distracted from work every once in awhile because he wants to look at it
  • he can still feel mc’s lips on his
  • and he misses it
  • …maybe he could cancel this meeting….
  • no no no, get work done, jumin

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • is not surprised at all
  • first saw it and sent an “ooooooooooh~~”
  • “Mr. Han and mc lololol never expected that”
  • “congrats though~”
  • sends his heart emoji 
  • just laughs at all of zen’s complaining
  • pity laughs at jaehee
  • “never thought jumin would be the one to find someone out of all of us”
  • he probably calls mc to gossip and ask her about the kiss
  • “wait he did that in front of Sarah? ohohohoho”

v / jihyun [ why not pt. 2 ]

  • comes into the chatroom and sees it
  • sends in a cute “Oh! Congratulations you two.^^”
  • aw look he killed me again
  • laughs to himself at everyone’s reaction
  • gives his apologies to jaehee
  • and then he calls jumin
  • “my best friend found a loverrrr” 
  • he’s teasing jumin omg
  • jumin is in the office, putting his head in his hand
  • but he’s smiling and blushing because his best friend is a Dork 
  • he’s really happy for the two of them

anonymous asked:

So right now, I'm almost all the way sure that I'm a Transgender man. But I've been worried that my feelings aren't valid and that I'll never be masculine enough to be trans. What if im not trans? Are these feelings normal?

Being masculine and being male are two completely different concepts. The idea that you have to be masculine to be a man, or that being masculine/liking masculinity means you are a man, is a large misunderstanding that comes from the conflation of gender and gender roles. Your gender is an internal sense of who you are whereas gender roles are about societal expectations. Gender roles dictate what activities/behaviors/appearances are considered socially acceptable for people of that gender and they can be extremely different depending on the culture you’re in. For example, the gender roles of one culture might say all men must have long hair while the gender roles of another culture might say long hair is feminine and only acceptable for women. Does that make someone a man in one culture and a woman in another? No, because gender roles are completely arbitrary and whether or not you follow them has absolutely no impact on your gender itself. A woman, trans or cis, can be masculine or feminine and that doesn’t change the fact that they’re a woman. A man, trans or cis, can be masculine or feminine and that doesn’t change the fact that they’re a man. Gender is a deeply personal understanding of yourself and you can’t base how you identify off of the validation of others that you are or aren’t meeting made up concepts of how a person of a certain gender “should” be.

Transitioning isn’t something that should be taken lightly. It’s a decision that requires deep exploration and questioning yourself in that process is vital. Having doubts or fears is incredibly normal, I’ve felt that way before every milestone in my transition (medical, social, and legal), and I’d encourage you to sit with those thoughts. Our first instinct might be to push away any doubts or hesitation but I see those feelings as opportunities to internally check yourself and ensure you’re making the right decision. Use them as motivation and recognize that even if you come to the conclusion that transitioning is right for you the fears might still be there. Allow yourself to be uncomfortable, don’t push away the thoughts, sit with them and see where they take you. See what questions come up and what responses are there. Question what you feel, why you feel that way, what the source of those feelings might be, in what way transitioning would effect those feelings, how transitioning would effect your overall life. Think about it in both the short and long term. Question what your fears and hesitations are and where they stem from. Seriously ask yourself “what if this ends up being wrong for me” and consider what you would do if that happened. It’s not unheard of - people detransition more often than you might think. It’s helpful if you can do this work with a therapist, one that will actually participate in and encourage the exploration and not just validate everything you say, but you can also do it by yourself.

There are times when validation is an appropriate response but, contrary to what I constantly see online and in person, it’s not the be all end all of answers. Over the last few years I’ve come to deeply despise the overuse of validation within these groups/spaces because it’s often used (intentionally or not) to dissuade people from going through that questioning process or considering alternatives. It also does a disservice to those who are seeking guidance and comes across in a dismissive way. I can’t count the number of times I’ve seen trans-related blogs receive messages from people seriously questioning if they’re trans and looking for a sense of direction and the only response they get is, “You are valid! If you think you’re x then you’re x. Cis people don’t question their gender” as if it’s impossible for people to mistake internalized misogyny, internalized homophobia, the impact of sexism, dissociation, trauma responses, not conforming to gender roles, etc. for being trans. The very idea of that is treated as a giant taboo and contributes to the demonization of people who detransition. In reality not everyone who questions their gender is trans, transitioning is not right for everyone, and understanding that is vital to your own exploration and finding the right path for yourself. I don’t know if transitioning is right for you and neither does anyone else - the only person who can answer that question is you.

anonymous asked:

ahhhh im not sure who else to talk to but lately i've been feeling really unhappy w/ yoi fandom and idk what to do. i guess it's because im seeing people from fandom all around the world and there's a lot of difference in culture, but some stuff i see just makes me want to never touch the show again. ik it's stupid that it's affecting my perception of yoi and the people working on it but i just can't disconnect it and it makes me question kubosayo's intentions as well. (1)

it’s so stupid and i know i cant do anything about it bc ppl are entitled to do what they want and i cant force them to view yoi the same way i do but i just feel so lost bc this is the first time i’ve ever been in such a large fandom and i really enjoyed yoi but now im just sort of anxious and questioning fans of the show and the creators as well. im sorry for clogging up your inbox but i just want some advice. maybe i should just leave the fandom altogether? (2)

Have you considered just sort of disconnecting from the fandom a bit, trying to blank it out, and then rewatching the show on its own merits?

As far as fandom itself, just make sure you stick to following people whose opinions you’re comfortable with. Curate your experience. You can generally avoid the ugliest parts of fandom if you’re careful. 

I think Kubo and Sayo’s intentions are very genuine. If I wasn’t sure about it before, seeing them in person at Anime Fest and seeing all the genuine passion and love and dedication to this project from them would have convinced me. Their intentions were to make a good show about something they loved, nothing less.

There is literally no doubt that Kubo and Sayo are forced to walk on eggshells when talking about this project in interviews and such. We KNOW this for a fact. It’s been made clear in things they’ve told interviewers, in bullshit like the ring censorship, in Sayo’s comments about having to force the kiss through, etc. 

We already have people in the industry referring to YOI as ‘too much boy’s love’ despite the fact that they have worked their butts off to avoid it being pigeonholed in that genre, because they know it would be harmful to the show and the story they want to tell. There’s a precedent in blatantly romantic m/m content that isn’t ‘boy’s love’ having to be discussed this way. Hideaki Anno only acknowledged that Kaworu and Shinji’s relationship was romantic when he did an interview with an actual BL magazine. In other interviews, they were just forced to use super gay sounding words that if you’re that desperate and homophobic, you can still no homo. 

It’s weird to say but Kubo and Sayo don’t actually have that much power. They made the actual show, to be sure, but creators and writers are considered replaceable in the anime industry and that Sayo especially has been as bold as she has been is impressive to say the least. Putting it in the series itself is one thing, blatantly acknowledging that (what very clearly happened on screen) is the intent? Is another. It sounds kind of stupid, but that’s the way it is. 

I do not think MAPPA would ever dream of replacing Kubo and Sayo. They are behind them 100% of the way, and have been very much “we will let them do what they want!!” Otsuka, Mappa’s CEO, has openly talked about Victuuri being a romance, but he’s literally the CEO (and also a man), so he can get away with more. That being said, Mappa would never replace them, but YOI has to work with tens of companies through merchandising, marketing, broadcasting, etc Just because Mappa is open to things, doesn’t mean they are. 

I can’t get into Sayo and Kubo’s heads, but I 100% believe in their intentions based on what they’ve said. Kubo, I think, was a little more unsure how to handle everything at first, but she’s improved a lot over time and she even acknowledged that she knows now fans are frustrated by vagueness. 

Lego Trash Rambles

listen, I really like the idea that lego joker and harley are platonic gay bffs. but I also headcanon that when they first met in this universe, joker had a mega huge super crush on her. he was all smitten and blown away by this cute smart af arkham psychiatrist, staying put longer than ever just so he could figure out how to get himself a session with her.

finally, he does.

they actually have a great meeting, full of their usual chemistry, and literally he just opens up to her without another thought. no tricks, no malice, no head games, just honesty. and she’s all like ‘whoa everyone always told me joker was like the bad guy, and maybe this is all a clever ruse, but…. something tells me…. it’s not??’ so they develop this deep patient-doctor relationship and keep bonding, but eventually he does break out again. 
of course, he gets into deep trouble, not even batman-related, and she hears word of it. not that she’s been keeping special tabs on him or anything, how unprofessional would that be? ahahaa ironically, she has been getting more and more interested in this idea of moonlighting as a super criminal to better understand her patients, so why not tonight? hasty decision made, she rushes to the joker’s aid as harley quinn for the first time, kicks some butt, and then helps an injured mr j back to his hideout where he’s just shook like ‘fuckin calm down heart, you can’t afford an attack right now’. once he’s healing, they hang out all night and talk some more, maybe play some video games, and suspend all their usual titles for the first time in a long time, really just connecting. j asks finally why she even came out tonight, all dolled up in crime, and she tells him her reasons, sort of embarrassed with how it all sounds out loud.

“it’s pretty stupid of me, huh? I mean, I could’ve easily died…”

“no no harl! not stupid…. risky, sure… but you said you did it…. //// for me?”

“uh well not… I mean… yes, I heard you were in trouble… and so that was to save you… or help you… or… uh….”

“no one’s…. ever come to my rescue before…”

she meets his honest confession with a pure sunshine smile and that’s when he knows, hoo boy, mr j you did actually die tonight. alert gotham, alert batman, the clown is finally slain.

he doesn’t return to arkham that time, but she continues to moonlight as harley quinn, usually with him, or to assist him, because he does know what he’s doing and can offer her the most guidance and protection as a novice. plus, friendship. after a while, it’s clear to her that her talents lie more in this world than a clinical one, and she finally converts full time to joker’s no. 2.  
not too long after making the switch, mr j, ecstatic and overwhelmed with her moving in, ramps up his flirtations full force. harley is at first amused, not sure whether he’s serious or it’s just him being him. eventually though, he legit makes a move, and she finds herself reciprocating. they become friends with benefits for a long time, and don’t necessarily deny the boyfriend/girlfriend title, but aren’t really set in it either.  
however, once harley’s interactions with ivy become much more intimate than just the occasional run in or gal pal hangout, it’s clear to her that she’s really better as bffs with joker than as lovers, and it tears her up for a long while trying to figure out how to tell him. she also knew he’s had it really bad for bats this whole time, and has never blamed him, but feels maybe that is worth pursuing more? eventually she sits him down and has a talk, the most terrified she’s ever been in her life. joker can see how freaked out she is about hurting him and that actually makes everything a lot easier to take, because they’re still so important to each other regardless of romance. he’s like “harl, no, don’t cry it’s ok monkey-face, we can just be platonic if you want? like I won’t lie, I’ll miss kissing that mug, but I don’t want you to feel bad about things for me. im still your boo-boo.”
and she just crumbles in his hug.
literally me too, we don’t deserve gay lego joker you guys

happily, the switch back was really easy for them to make, and sure, they lapse and will still share the occasional kiss or ass slap, because, come on. look at them. but really, it was such a good decision for them both that nothing was really ever awkward. to this day, they’re still the gayest of friends, and the best dynamic duo in crime.

and that’s the story of how my weak heart just wants joker to be really good and respectful to harley, his one and only psycho circus princess.

howinthehelldidigethere  asked:

Hi. I've seen your work and your absolutely amazing. And well I'm not really sure how to ask this but, where would you suggest getting started..? I've been drawing all my life and now I'm trying to get into animation and I've researched and even tried jumping headfirst into animating but I don't really have any direction. How did you first start out..?

Hi there! Thank you so much for the kind words. Sorry for the very late reply, I have been very busy with work lately - but I’ve always been dying to answer this ask for a while now.
Like you, I didn’t really have a direction when I first started animation. Growing up, the study of animation was never a popular field with my south east Asian friends  - so there was no real access to any professional animation desk and tool there. I’ve experimented with Flash a lot, making stick figure fight scenes, little skits and animatics, and just mere tests. I’ve always surfed around online communities with people who also shared a similar interest in animation. I think that helped a lot, and it gave me a more niche focus on the medium itself. So from my education and career so far, here’s what I can advice how non animators can get into animation.

1. Get a software or equipment to animate with.
When I started animation, I’d say it was with Flash. Flash for me was accessible, and it could do the things I needed it to do. It wasn’t until later on, I studied traditional animation and focused more on a classical training. However - if you just want to just start animating and experiment with the medium, I’d say get a software first. Experiment with timing, sequential drawing, poses, just get the hang of the medium itself. Flash (now called Animate CC) is a popular choice within the internet, but you can also animate in TVPaint, Photoshop and Toonboom. I have been trying out the open source software that Ghibli and Dwango released for free (its called OpenToonz, I’ll def make a video for that someday), and for it’s value; it can be a pretty good animation software! I’d say just try it out digitally with a drawing tablet, and see if its something you still want to pursue - then I’d recommend studying it traditionally! The reason I say this is because that one requires a lot more patience and discipline, so I’d recommend people to try it without investing too much on it before you are really interested.
You can practice animation basics like the bouncing ball, the squash and stretch, arcs - just to get that feeling of animation in general. 

2. Get the Animator’s Survival Kit by Richard Williams
I don’t usually recommend books because the goals of one book can be different from the ones that are reading it. However, Williams’ Animator’s Survival Kit is basically that - a Survival Kit. It’s my go to book when I need help on timing tips, spacing, walk cycles - there’s a lot of basic yet useful information in that book for both beginners and adept animators. I still use it time to time. The great thing about that book is that it breaks down the mechanics of why good animation works - and shows how you can achieve the same thing. There’s a lot of great things you can refer to from that book when animating. 

3. Study scenes from animation you like!

You can like the sakuga style of animation, the disney old school, the experimental, the don bluthy, the looney tunes, study the ones that inspire you. Things like basics and mechanics can be taught - but studying animated scenes you like will help you think more about placing your drawings. You can study them by redrawing the keys, watching it frame by frame, and breaking it down analytically. 

4. Join online communities!
This helped me a lot when I was still trying to find an interest to study after high school. The animation community online is so big - theres a lot of access to community help! Yotta Studios has recently set up online animation forum - and everyone there so far has been pretty swell to deal with. A lot of talented folks there too! You can post your work in places like those - tell them your goals and what you are trying to achieve - and im sure you’ll get some great feedback. The 11second club is an online monthly challenge where artists can animate to a line of dialogue (usually 11 secs long) and submit it for that month. There’s a forum there too - but I haven’t used it in such a long time.

5. Get a hold of animators you admire
This one is tricky because the folks you may admire might just as well be very busy. However, if you get a hold of someone you respect and ask them for their guidance, they can steer you in a direction that can help you grow. From my experience, I was told from my mentors that my work was too “all over the place” - so they adviced me to keep things more subtle, controlled, and less frantic. One of my mentors told me to think more about giving life than thinking too hard about the overall performance - and wisdom like that from a veteran animator can help a lot. Although some may never respond - it never hurts to ask!

6. Start getting the hang of drawing fast and loose
I’m not sure what one’s drawing background may be - but animation (especially hand drawn) requires a more gestural mind set. You’ll be drawing a lot more in quanitity than illustrating a fine detailed piece - and you’ll also need to draw bolder/graphic statements. Things like tying down and fine tuning a drawing can come later - but for hand drawn animation - they usually look for the performance in the acting, the timing, and how pushed the poses are.

I hope this helps! I find it hard to give advice for non animators because I have to think a bit more vaguely, but those are the top ones I can think of at the moment. I might have made it sound intimidating because it is in a way, a lot of work - but it is a fun medium to work with,


anonymous asked:

I'm aro ace too!! Bless omg!!! I love seeing other people who are aro, or ace, or both because it reminds me that there are others like me lol. That being said, can we have the RFA plus V react to an MC who is aromantic? I've seen people do ones where MC is asexual, but never aromantic and I understand that is likely due to the fact that the game is based on romancing the characters and all that, but I just want to see one where they are aro. Thank you, and I love you lots bc you're great!!!

T^T listen,,,i’ve been wanting to write/read one of these for the longest time, but I thought the same thing. Thank you for sending it to me! and bless!! you’re my friend now. I love you lots too💛

hope you like it! °\(^▿^)/° …was this a little self indulgent? ,,maybe


  • he didn’t know it, but his flirting always made mc laugh
  • at least they weren’t uncomfortable..and they always joked back with him
  • and there was a connection, even mc knew that 
  • when zen asked mc to date him, however, they got uncomfortable 
  • what were they gonna tell him?
  • “uh…zen, listen”
  • they could practically see his pout forming
  • “no, listen! i would love to date you,” the smile is back on his face
  • “but..I’m aromantic” 
  • *cue a confused af look on zen’s face* “what does that mean?”
  • it takes some explaining, lots in his case since he’s the Romance King, but he eventually understands 
  • and he’s totally okay with it!
  • he and mc become Besties. like they minus well be dating, but mc is aro so they both just laugh when they get asked that
  • this is how zen helps break the “”can’t be friends without dating” stereotype god bless
  • Protector Zen Mode when people try to flirt with mc 
  • they still call each other ‘babe’ because, well, that’s what they are to each other 
  • cuddles are also still an option


  • you know the “pre-girlfriend” business?
  • mc nervous laughs before replying with a yes
  • but then they call yoosung
  • “oh my gosh this is going to sound so mean, but yoosung i- im aromantic-”
  • yoosung is also confused 
  • but he gets it faster than zen
  • “oh! im so sorry!! did I make you uncomfortable?” 
  • “no no, but im sorry if you don’t want to talk to me anymore-” “no way! you still helped me through everything. that doesn’t change”
  • mc is still yoosung’s official taste tester dw 
  • they become gaming buddies! but mc manages his gaming 
  • they’re the best person to whoop yoosung back into shape
  • it’s like they’ve become siblings  


  • listen, jaehee would be the easiest to come out to
  • because she “just wanted to be friends anyways” sure babe
  • mc tells her and she asks questions to get more informed 
  • she’s polite and is genuinely interested! 
  • makes sure that no customers in the cafe makes mc feel uncomfortable from hitting on them
  • cheek kisses are totally still a thing, listen 
  • platonic kisses!!
  • they are,, the sweetest besties 
  • who will kick your ass in a second
  • mc is the only one who jaehee shares her dvds with
  • and they practice judo together!


  • when mc explained it to him, he thought thats what he was
  • but..he did get a crush on them, so maybe not…
  • and that’s how mc helped him learn he was demisexual
  • but he has the upmost respect for mc
  • romantic love is not important to jumin, but it would be nice to have
  • definitely asks mc if his love for elizabeth is considered weird
  • they tell him no, but that he should cool it down;;
  • the two of them end up being really good friends
  • jumin just give whoever is hitting on mc a cold glare and they are Gone
  • boyfriend or not, jumin is protective
  • probably wants mc to join the business, since there would be no danger of office relationships
  • but respects their decision either way
  • he just likes that he has someone who’s around that actually likes him. not for his money or because they think he’s attractive
  • but they like talking to him 

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • another easy one to come out to
  • but he doesn’t even ask questions, he just understands 
  • probably relates a little, or so he says
  • really he just understands the aesthetics of people
  • listens to mc rant about how they want to date people
  • “but then someone decides to have a crush on you.” “exACTLY”
  • its ok, he understands
  • pretends to be their boyfriend if someone decides to try to hit on them and they’re uncomfortable
  • platonic “i love yous” are a thing
  • they are just two memes. two best friend memes 
  • get matching bestie t-shirts 

v / jihyun

  • listen this honestly could just be a route for him if cheritz doesnt want to make it romantic
  • mc helps jihyun get over rika by showing him other types of love
  • familial love. platonic love. 
  • the love he has for the rfa and how they love him in return
  • mc tells him about aromance too and he listens carefully 
  • thank gosh he doesn’t have to worry about hurting their feelings
  • because he’s not over all the traumatic events yet
  • which mc tells him is fine! it’s a recovery process
  • but he needs to focus on this platonic love he has for the rfa
  • so he does
  • and he gets better
  • slowly, but he does get better
  • he even decides to get that surgery 
and the world is born anew.

A/N: So basically I was writing a whole thing about this headcanon (started it shortly before i even posted the headcanon) but then @sasusake also had to grow inspired and write her own little thing about it and it was so PERFECT that I couldn’t write that part over. I wanted to just write my own little thing to relate to her own. AND HERE WE ARE. So the first scene is entirely me, but that second one is entirely @sasusake. :’) HAPPY HOLIDAYs GUYS.

Rated K.



It wasn’t something he ever thought he would care about.

New Years. The time of cheer and celebration, of well-wishes and new starts, where families long grown apart came together to love and cherish one another in the spirit of a new beginning.

A time that did not belong to a teenage, orphaned boy brimming with rage, consumed by the darkness of his past and set out on the path of revenge.

Sasuke had never cared about the holidays. Even when Team Seven had made themselves a second family, for the brief moment he’d allowed them to be, the time of New Years had never quite brought him any meaning. They’d only reminded him of a past he could never have again, one that always had his throat tightening up: his mother’s gentle smile flashing through Sakura’s soft, sun-bright grin as she handed him his end-of-year present, Itachi’s kind chuckle resonating within Naruto’s bright laughter as he stuck their homemade shimekazari to the entrance of their sensei’s household, the touch of his father’s hand fused with Kakashi’s as he ruffled his hair while they watched the first sunrise of a new period.

This was the first year since the massacre of his clan where the season had ever brought him a sense of peace.

Oof,” Sakura exclaimed, as she moved to sit at his side. Her hand cupped the positively gorgeous swell of her belly, and she smiled, rubbing softly. “She sure is getting heavier to carry these days,” she said, throwing him a teasing glance.

The sight of those crinkling eyes almost had him smiling, too. The pregnancy really made her glow, today, he couldn’t help but to think. His wife was so beautiful like this.

“You all right?” he asked, shifting his lone hand over her own to cradle the weight of their child. He felt his eyes soften as his wife giggled and leaned against his bad shoulder, the prettiest grin to her lips.

“Oh, I’m perfect. Everything’s absolutely perfect.”

His mouth tugged at the corner a little, thumb caressing the skin of her hand. Chest warm, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her hair. “Hm. Good,” he murmured, contented with himself.

(this was the life he never imagined he could have, filled with so much bliss and hope and love—something that seemed so unattainable, once.)

Thin fingers reached to intertwine with his own, still pressing lovingly to her rounded stomach, and he sighed, long and quiet. His eyes slipped closed with the serenity of the moment.

“It’s almost midnight,” Sakura murmured, then, her smile transparent in her voice. He let his eyes flutter open once more just to see it. “The fireworks will start soon, won’t they? Maybe we should start heading out there.”

Humming, Sasuke merely nodded, before letting his gaze fall to her ankles, observing how puffy they were. “Can you walk there by yourself?” he asked, honest in his query. After all, they had walked quite the distance today.

His wife, however, seemed quite surprised instead, brows shooting up high. Then, as she noticed where his eyes were set, she burst into laughter. “I’m fine, I swear! Anata, if you worry about me now, I wonder how intolerable you’ll be when we’ll be trying to last for the first sunrise.”

Sasuke made a small huff in response, lips quirking lightly again, before moving his hand swiftly to tap two fingers to her forehead. “Just trying to make sure my wife is comfortable, that’s all,” he said, his tone bordering on playful.

Sakura only smiled wider at that, green eyes gleaming so devotedly at him. It made his heart skip a beat, sometimes, when he saw how deeply this woman really loved him.

(—and how happy he made her.)

“Come on,” he mumbled, letting his fingers fall away softly. Pushing himself to his feet, he turned to face her once more, and extended a hand. “Let’s get going.”

Shaking her head at him, his wife simply grinned and accepted his offered help, allowing him pull her safely to her feet as she cupped the swell of her stomach and patted it gently, breathing out another soft exclamation at the weight. Sasuke found himself smiling faintly at the sight, reaching for the thick blanket he’d kept near the makeshift bench for precisely this moment, throwing it over his bad shoulder as he touched his hand to Sakura’s back and started their trek towards the sloped hill overlooking the small village.

“Hey, Sasuke-kun,” his wife called as they finally settled on the grass, wrapped in a wholesome warmth and watching the town scintillating with life.


“When the fireworks are done,” she started, smiling softly—but never looking away from the gleaming lights, “we’ll be heading out to that temple we saw coming in, right? To offer our prayers and wishes for the new year?”

His features softened. He moved to press his lips to her hair lingeringly. “If you’re not too tired…” he murmured.

She turned at him then, and smiled near blindingly, her green, green eyes a thousand times more lovely than the twinkling view below them.

(gods, he hoped their child would end up with eyes as beautiful as hers.)

“Of course I’m not too tired. We took a nap this afternoon just to keep up with the tradition like everyone else, remember?”

“Right,” he said, smiling faintly once more. “We’ll head there after the fireworks, then.”

As if on cue, the sound of one taking off tore through the air, capturing their attentions; with wonderment, their gazes shifted towards the dark sky, catching the path of a shimmering trail, before it disappeared for a split moment and exploded in glittery embers, making Sakura gasp. She leaned against him in her delight, one hand drifting lovingly over her pregnant belly, while the other sought out his own. Sasuke couldn’t help but to sigh at this, lacing their fingers together as the show of colorful sparkling bursts continued, commemorating the start of something new.



The sunrise slowly greets them, in beautiful shades of orange and pink that spill across the sky, awakening the world to a new year. What residual warmth it lends to the chilly air reminds Sasuke that, in just a few months, he’ll get to feel the breath of his child for the first time. This year, his clan will begin anew. He wonders, fondly, if the child’s hair will be as pink as its mother’s; as pink as the light that breaks through the scattered white clouds; as pink as the lips smiling sweetly at him.

“What are you thinking about, Sasuke-kun?”

He looks down at her belly, visible just beneath her cloak, and imagines their child to be warm and safe – and happy? He hopes so. Sakura makes him feel happy, and warm, and safe.

(She keeps him safe from his demons. Safe from himself.)

“I’m grateful,” he says. He rests his hand on her belly and watches her eyes wrinkle with joy and her cheeks blossom. She glows – more than the rising sun, more than the bursting sky, she glows with life – and he counts his blessings one by one; the image forever branded into his memory.

“Hmm… You’re taking a picture.” Sakura holds one hand up to his face, runs it across his chin. Her thumb traces the edge of his lips just as he leans in for a kiss, two smiles becoming one. Their child flutters against his palm; flutters inside his chest, inside his very soul, this product of their love and ode to his salvation.

He promises, before the sun and the mountains and the temples, before the sky and the trees and the clouds; he promises he’ll always protect them, and cherish the feelings connected in their hearts.

Relapse (Bittersweet part 1)

You get to the party late and under strict instructions to protect Becky from drunk Josh, you’re apprehensive to say the least because you always seem to end up alone at these parties, wishing you could crawl into a hole and die but your hopeful that tonight could be different.

It’s not long before India leaves you to go and ‘chat’ to the guy she’s been talking to for the past few weeks, and you know you’re not going to see her for the rest of the night. Luckily for you, becky spots you and drags you over to talk to the people you haven’t seen in years, not since you moved schools.

Everyone’s already kinda drunk so you feel slightly more relaxed knowing that most of them are incapable of overthinking how awkward your about to be, “Alright?” you murmur fiddling with the cuffs of your sleeve.

They barely have time to respond before you hear a shout from across field “BAILEY? Is that you?” you can barely contain your laughter as you watch ellie, who is hosting the party, attempt to run towards you with a giant cast over her leg, deciding to be a good person you jog over to meet her half way crashing into a hug that results in you holding her up.

You spend a couple of minutes catching up with her before you spot Becky sat on the floor with josh, who appears to be trying to make out with her knee while she tries to push his head off. You exchange glances with ellie before heading over to the pair on the floor calling out, “Beccs, come on a walk?”

You wait for her to push herself up and begin walking as she loops her arm through your, “What the hell was that?” you ask incredulously.

“I told you, he’s weird when he’s drunk” she titters pulling you sideways, “oh…Shawn!” she calls causing him to look up and wave from the group of people he was with. “Let’s go say hi!”

You didn’t have to walk far because it turns out shawn had the exact same idea, crossing the garden to talk to the two of you. You stand awkwardly to the side as they hug and exchange quick small talk, eyes flitting over him and taking in his new appearance, he looks so different from the 3 years ago when you saw him practically everyday, because that’s what best friends do right?

You check for the same cheeky grin and scruffy hair, but this time its accompanied by arm muscles that definitely weren’t there before. “And you… i havent seen you in ages!” he says, pulling your eyes back to his as you go in for a handshake, but he startles you wrapping his arms around you and squeezing. Your eyes pop and you catch sight of Becky out of the corner of your eye trying to stuff her fist in her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

“Long time no see” you wheeze out as he steps back and you draw in a deep breath rubbing the edge of your ribcage casually.

Other people come and join the three of you and you decide that socializing is far too draining to do standing up so you sit down on the floor, the others following suit quickly. General conversations flit around between people and you’re happy just sat observing when Alfie reaches the group. “Becky, i need to tell you something”

She brushes her legs of standing and nudges you with her toe, “Back in a sec, bails”. You just nod at her and watch her walk away with him. A few moments shawn slides closer to you, taking it upon himself to involve you in the conversation and soon the whole group is chatting about one thing.

People come and go, as the sky darkens and Becky still hasn’t come back from her ‘deep meaningful conversation’ with Alfie, but your not worried because your with Shawn. It’s so easy to settle back into old patterns with him, playing and joking around as if it hasn’t been 2 years since you had drifted apart.

Soon the only thing illuminating the sky is the large bonfire at the end of the garden, and your tempted to go and sit beside it due to the cold. The drinks keep flowing and soon they start to get the better of people honesty coming in ways you didn’t expect.

“I wish we could go back to year 8” Shawn blurts, turning to face you, drawing the group’s attention, you nod along thinking that its just a general statement before he continues. “Not all these people…no offense” he mutters gesturing to the rest of the group. “Just us.”

“You’re drunk shawn” you laugh awkwardly at him, not entirely sure where this swift turn is headed.

“I mean it, i don’t know what i would have done without you, i wish we could be like that again” he says and your lips part as you rack your brain for a suitable response. “I know you think im only saying this cause im drunk but im not. I promise, in fact im more honest when im drunk”

The boy next to him, who happens to be one of his best friends decided to pipe up, “S’true, he’s told me this stuff before. He genuinely means it.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t talk about this now” you mutter patting his arm, “Maybe not when your drunk.”

“No” he insists, “Just listen, i miss talking to you so much, i remember i used to sit outside my room charging my phone so that i could talk to you all night” and you remember doing things like that too, pressing your back against the wall and texting him as quickly as your thumbs would allow and it was almost as if he was what was supporting you, not the wall. “I dont know who i would be without you, you gave me confidence and your the first person i’ve ever connected with, i wouldn’t be the person who i am today without you.”

You go to interrupt him but he just talks louder over you, words spilling from his mouth, tumbling over and over each other, but you know your never going to forget them, or the way they make you feel.

“You’re the person who made me think about anything, talking to you made me think deeper, especially about love. I wish i had tried harder to stop us drifting apart and if all the other boys would just shut up and give you chance they would realise what a cool girl you are.”

You’re gobsmacked that he’s rambling and all you really want to do is hug him, so you squeeze his arm gently and whisper “I miss you too. So so much.”

You can see becky walking towards you and expect that your time with Shawn will be over shortly, and he will forget about this in the morning, especially as Becky is in the spot of Shawn’s life that you were two years ago.

“I love it when you randomly message me about stupid things like problems because i know you trust me. I trust you too, more than anyone ive ever met.” At this point Becky is stood almost directly in front of you but shawn doesn’t seem to notice. “I miss talking to you all the time, you are and always will be the closest friend ive ever had. No one comes close.” You catch Becky’s eye and you know she heard him, a part of you feels terrible but the larger part of you is so overwhelmed by the thought of getting your best friend back that you dont realise the entire group of people you are with are glancing between you , Becky and Shawn.

You half expect Becky to throw something but she doesnt, instead she forces herself into the space between you telling you to “budge over” so she can sit with her two best friends. Your awkwardly shuffling over as far as you can without climbing into the guy next doors lap when shawn speaks again, sounding somewhat confused. “But im talking to Bailey?”

Your jaw practically drops off with shock and you shrug at her when she turns to glare at you, “Your drunk” she states, plopping herself down.

You barely notice when Shawn and his friend leave the group, your mind still reeling as you try to process all your emotions, it’s as if every feeling you have ever felt for him is rushing back to you, you cant help but wonder if it is possible to rekindle the friendship and you resolve to text him tomorrow.

One by one people head off to dance or mingle but you and bella stay put as she fills you in one the details of her chat with Alfie, recounting it sentence by sentence while you produce generic responses, hoping Shawn is coming back because you didn’t get to tell him how you felt, you didn’t want him to think it was all one sided, because it definitely wasn’t. All you wanted when you moved was to talk to him. To message him and be his best friend again. You would have given absolutely anything because he was home to you, everything you had ever wanted or needed, but he wasn’t yours anymore, he was Becky’s.

It’s not long before yet another boy comes and pulls becky off to ‘talk’ to her, and you shake your head, it was always like this at parties, she thought that they were just friends, but as soon as they get drunk there are misplaced kisses flying everywhere that Becky tries so hard to avoid. You wander around looking for India because you don’t feel like sitting alone in the dark.

“Bailey? That you?” You turn your head to the group of boys sat near the fire and quickly spot the one who called you over.

“Jacob?” you ask, squinting in the darkness, before he reaches for you, pulling you into a hug and spinning you round. You laugh breathlessly and start singing your signature song “You spin me right round… baby right round…”

The two of you had become friends during food tech class and formed a fast bond, you stopped him burning his cakes and he helped you out with DT projects. He had always been a cuddly person so you weren’t surprised when her slung his arm over your shoulder and rested his head on top of yours.

The two of you danced together abit before plopping on the floor chatting about all the things you had missed,you spotted shawn sat directly across from you and smiled quickly as he involved himself in the conversation easily. You decided that you would just wait with these guys until Becky was done and ready to leave, or until India came back to the world of the singletons.

Eventually it was just you and shawn again, but you weren’t sure how it had even happened, one moment you were talking to him and the next everyone else was gone. You nibbled on your lip debating whether or not now was a good time to talk about all the things he said earlier when he interrupted you.

Sit with me” he mumbles patting the space next to him, eyes bright as he searches blindly for yours in the darkness.

You laugh at him, head tilting upwards to catch his eye, because even sitting down he was so much taller than you. “I am sitting with you shawn.”

“No,” He mutters, brows furrowing in confusion as he looks at the spot next to him, “right here. Sit here. Closer to me.”

A blush creeps over your cheeks and you’re finally glad that it’s almost pitch black outside, you reach your hand out and brush over the grass in front of you. “Its prickly.” you giggle at him, feeling slightly drunk even though you hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol.

He swipes a large hand across the floor next to him. “S’not, it soft, softer than where you’re sat now.” You shake your head at him in amusement, “Bailey, sit here.” He pleads grabbing your hand in attempt to make you listen to him.

You glance down at his hand, wrapped around yours before relenting, “Fine.” you whisper scooting over to him, taking in his flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, you settle yourself comfortably on the grass, “Alright?”

“Better” he sighs, shifting slightly so your knee is resting on his thigh, “I miss this” he mumbles, struggling with to keep his words clear with the amount of alcohol coursing through his veins, the truth is you’ve never been drunk telling people it was because you like to remember what happens in your life, tonight is the first time you’ve meant it. Moments like these are the things dreams are made of. “Us being close,” he continues, “just like old times, like history” he continues, “Remember?”

“Of course i remember Shawn” you mumble, leaning into his side.


anonymous asked:

i know you don't really care... but im writing a story about a villain, and he's desperately in love with the hero, would do anything just to get his attention, but I have no idea how to start it off... if you could help... idk man that would be amazing i've never had someone answer my asks before... thanks though

First of all, of course I care. I always care. I made this blog to help people. There is never an ask that I will turn away. The only reason I wouldn’t help someone is if I found their ask offensive in some way. If you ever need help, if you ever need any kind of advice, please, please feel free to contact me. I will never judge you, I will never turn you away, and I will never not care. I always care, and I will always help. 

Now, on another note, you have peaked my interested. I am a sucker for Hero/Villain dynamics. It’s absolutely one of my favorites. 

First of all, Always give your villain a good reason for being in love with the hero.Did they fall in love before or after they became a villain? Was it love at first sight? Or did something happen to change their feelings? I highly suggest with dynamics like this, you choose the latter. When a villain is in love with the hero, its best to give them a good, strong reason. One way you could start your story is that action that changed the villains mind. For example:Saving them, whether they are in their civilian or villain mode is up to you. Or perhaps having the Hero stand up for the villain. After all, no one knows a villain better then their opposing hero. 

Second. Be sure to know both of your characters emotions very well. Now if you are writing from the Hero’s point of view, its up to you to show how quickly they notice a change in the villains ways, and how they deal with these changes. If its from the villains point of view, its usually best to give them a slow decent into love. Remember, people usually become the villain for a good reason. Its rare that someone become the bad guy just for the heck of it. Let them discover their feelings slowly, give them time to deal with their new views and emotions. This the kind of dynamic you don’t want to rush into.

Everything really depends on the individual personalities of the characters. I have a couple prompts with a Villain/Hero dynamic that will be coming out with in the next couple days, if you want to wait and check those out, they may help you as well. Like I said, this is one of my favorite dynamics, so if you wish to discuss this more, dont be afraid to shoot me a message! and of course, if you have any other questions, or if something isn’t clear, feel free to contact me. I hope this helps, and I wish you luck!