Hi, Saori! I see you blog a lot about Sterek and I was wondering if you read fanfiction too? If yes, can you rec me some fics to read? If not, can you recommend a blog that you think recs good fics? I find your taste in Larry fics similar to mine and I was hoping you can do the same with Sterek as well. Thank you!
Oh boy, honestly I have no idea what to say, I’m just glad that not everybody’s fed up with my Sterek spams (probably a lot of people are but oh well) :D
As of my recs, I usually don’t do it cuz I’m always anxious I’ll rec something the other doesn’t like, but since you asked so nicely here are some of my faves:
For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully
sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the
supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox.
Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human
member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started
once learning who the man wanted…
I’ve read this like, how many times? Way too many to be healthy? Seems accurate. And I’m totally not re-reading it again, nope.
Baking My Way Into Your Heart
Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully
scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced
with someone new.
This fic changed my life tbh.
As Luck Would
Have It (I’m already smitten)
(188k, WIP) -
When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the
cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were
thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden
swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the
front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from
When I see the e-mail I shut down and
don’t even look up until I finished reading the update. It’s by far the
most exciting fic I’ve read, and I read A LOT.
Do Not Go Gentle
(108k, WIP) - Derek Hale, Beacon Hills Alpha, is thrown into a dark
cell which already contains another captive. Someone quite young.
Someone who’s clearly been badly treated. Someone who cannot speak and
who has a cruel collar around his neck.Derek is both a Dom and an Alpha. What do you think he’ll do?
Same with this. Mondays can’t come fast enough. Dark, but worth it for me.
(160k, WIP) - January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.The
bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it
blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given
opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears
and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some
snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?
You can’t even imagine what this fic does to me. It’s everything.
A question about hospitals and other medical facilities: Are there facilities that have staff living on the premises? What kinds of amenities are offered for them during their time there, such as for their breaks? What about for any patients staying for long periods of time, if such patients would be kept at a general hospital to begin with? I'm trying to avoid having this hospital specialize in any particular illnesses or age groups, but trauma-related specialties might still work. 1/3
Context: The setting is entirely a modern but abruptly abandoned
medical and science facility that was taken over by an all-powerful
villain; pretending to be the only doctor left in the building, they
have told the kidnapped heroes they must live here forever because it’s
“dangerous outside” but otherwise lets them wander the premises with
minimal restrictions, as long as they don’t head for the exits or
certain other rooms. 2/3
Because of the nature of the story and plot, there’s precedent
for strange amenities in a given location, so this does dip into
Breaking and Buying It. However, the heroes initially think it’s a
normal hospital and would thus notice anything that seems like it
wouldn’t quite belong in a hospital, or at least would be a very unusual
addition with Odd Plot Implications. 3/3 Thank you for all your work
with this blog, the information on burns was really useful for a
character in this story!
Hey there! I’m so glad I can be useful to you!!
This is a pretty big ask, so I hope you’ve got a nice hot beverage handy (like I do!) while we go through it all! (I also have a snausage, because if there is anything a Scripty loves, it is hot beverages and snausages).
First off, I think it’s better if you thought of a hospital
as a campus rather than as a single
building. Most hospitals have multiple buildings for different purposes: the
main hospital building, perhaps a power plant, a building for outpatient
surgery, a separate building for children, a building for doctor’s offices, a
building for security maybe, and a separate building for living quarters. Some
may have a separate building for dealing with the deceased. Others may require
maintenance sheds, gardening sheds, laboratories, places to do experiments
hospitals have the actual admissions in a separate building from the main
building, because why should they make sense?
While you certainly can
offer all of those things in a single building, it’s going to get confusing,
and it’s better to split them up. The size of the hospital at its zenith will
tell you the number of buildings it needs, but it’s usually at least a few.
So yes, many facilities – particularly older ones – tend to
have staff living quarters. Many facilities were built during the days when
illnesses (and mental illnesses) “required” quarantining people away from the
cities and urban centers, and even those within cities kept staff on premises.
There are plenty of hospitals that have old nurse’s quarters, and a “resident
physician” was just that – they lived on the property. Most still have some
kind of dormitory, though they’re usually separate from the main hospital
buildings. You typically don’t have patients’ rooms and staff living quarters
in the same building, though especially with psych facilities, anything is
As for the living quarters, it really depends. Consider the
era the hospital was built in. Are rooms going to have their own bathroom
amenities, or are they going to be shared? Older buildings leaned towards
shared, newer ones toward private.
If they’re confined to the staff quarters building, I guess
the question is… what do you want the characters to have access to? Should they
have a small bowling alley? Should they have an indoor garden / greenhouse? A
great open lobby? A communal dining room? Do you want them to have access to
individual cooking arrangements in each apartment, or something communal, or a
professional kitchen and meals were served on-site? You have kind of a lot of
room to play here.
As for long-term patient
amenities, hospitals typically don’t have them, unless they have a rehabilitation
center on-site (where characters may stay for months); most rehab centers are independent, but I’d believe it if
you wrote one onto a hospital property. The exception for this is that many
children’s hospitals have arrangements for parents, especially if it’s one of
those centers people travel hundreds of
miles to get to.
I hope I’ve been more helpful than harmful! You’ve got quite
a bit of latitude, so my starting point would be to consider the history of the
hospital itself – when it was built, when it boomed, when it declined – and go
from there. For example, if a hospital was built in the 1920s and declined in
the 70s, you might see random disco balls in trashed rooms. Have homeless
people been sleeping there? Have drug-partying kids trashed the place? Are
there still fliers on the wall advertising movie night for some contemporary
thing like Cool Hand Luke?
The possibilities are pretty endless. One other suggestion:
do some searching for urban explorations of abandoned hospitals. Get a feel for
the imagery, the spaces. And look up maps of existing facilities for some
I think an old/abandoned-ish hospital is a phenomenal
setting for your story, and I hope I’ve been useful to you! Best of luck 😊
Oh, and one last question…. what caused the decline? Give the hospital, like a character, a history. Your story will be much richer for it!
Many, many thanks to @justkillingtimewhileiwait for all of her help, listening to me bounce ideas off her, ramble on about what I wanted to write and mostly, the beta-ing. You are awesome! :)
Jay wasn’t waiting. He really wasn’t. If he couldn’t sleep and was instead laying on their bed, playing solitaire on his tablet, it was simply because he wasn’t tired. Even if they had started the day at nearly 6 a.m. and it was currently nearing 11 at night. It definitely was not because he was waiting for Erin to get home, worried about how her meeting with her mother had gone. Or was going, if that was the case. With Bunny, Jay could never tell if she truly wanted to see her daughter or the cop she was. And with Erin being the woman she was, she would give Bunny the time of day he would not if she believed her mother might have the tiniest inkling of actually wanting to be her mother.
Not that that would be the case today. Not after Bunny had approached them whilst heading back to the precinct after grabbing some lunch together, asking Erin for some time to talk. Insisting she come over to her place that evening, which Erin had brushed off and said she would meet her at the bar she was working at again, the only decent job the fickle woman could hold down.
And especially not when the two of them knew that Bunny’s new ‘friend’ was clearly a drug dealer, if not her supplier. As much as Jay had wanted to tell Erin exactly what he thought of her mother, something he had done so previously and numerously, he knew she still felt the primal need as her daughter to perhaps try to help her. To save her. Because if she could do it, then why couldn’t her mother?
Contemplating opening up Erin’s game of Candy Crush, which he knew she would kill him for but sometimes payback was a bitch when she had no need to play on his tablet, Jay froze as he heard the lock turn and the front door creak open.
He’d left the living room light on as was their tradition when one was home before the other, and he waited for her to appear in the bedroom doorway for a few seconds longer than he was happy to.
Hearing her keys being thrown onto the table by the door, her gun a heavy thump next to it, Jay got to his feet and left the tablet behind on the bed as he made his way out.
“Erin-” he began quietly, not wanting to disturb the quietness of the night. The words died on his tongue, no longer wanting to know what had happened when he saw the nasty bruise darkening her jaw, the corner of her bottom lip split.
She had spun towards him at his voice, having not heard him approach. “I’m okay, I’m okay,” she assured him, heading to grab some ice from the fridge dispenser with a tea towel in her hand.
“You’re not okay, Erin,” Jay all but snapped, unable to control the red hot rage that burnt inside of him at the sight of her marred features. He reached her in a few strides, gently skimming his fingertips over the other side of her jawline in a complete contrast to how he felt. Somehow, she managed to bring it out in him, cooling his hotheadedness and calming impulsive actions. The injury was hidden by the makeshift ice pack she was pressing to both her jaw and lip, so he instead tilted her head up to meet her eyes. “Who did this to you?”
“Don’t-” she began, but he knew the answer the second the question left his mouth.
“It was him, wasn’t it? That dealer Bunny’s been hanging out with recently? Is that why she wanted to see you?” he asked in rapid fire, not even giving her the time to reply to one before the next question slipped out.
“Jay, please-” Erin tried again, her voice somehow calm and soothing though he failed to hear it over his own anger. Dropping his hand from her face, he took a step back and held onto the counter behind him in an iron knuckle grip instead.
“I’m going to kill him,” he stated venomously, features hardening as he conjured up the man’s face in his mind from the brief look that afternoon, and imagining him even daring to lay a hand on his girlfriend, his partner. Jay had no problem with returning the favour ten-fold.
Hey sorry if i bother you guys, but i’d like to ask for some good,
fluffy, maybe a little bit smutty ReiGisa fics, Im in fanfic hell right
now and i would love you if you help me to stay there forever. Thanks
Hello, Anon! I’m sorry it’s taken us so long to answer this, but
we’ve been super busy and we wanted to give you a thorough answer!
*Ahem* Okay, onto the real recs. :) All of these are finished fics unless otherwise noted.
XO - T - This is probably maybe our favorite Reigisa fic. I’ve read it like twelve times, it’s so cute. And Lesbiopterix is a rad human being. Nagisa convinces Rei to practice kissing with him.
Rhythm of Happiness - T - This is one of my other favorites, it’s so sweet and adorable and has gotten me through some bad days. And Point0k is a total sweetheart. Arabian AU where Nagisa is in an arranged marriage to Rei.
Some of Us are Looking at the Stars - E - This masterpiece of a fic by Autoeuphoric is still ongoing, but it’s incredible and better than some actually published sci-fi that I’ve read. Cyberpunk AU where the Iwatobi kids are in the space military and Nagisa is an android… actually a sexbot. But I die for her prose and descriptions.
Sugar-Spun Kisses - G - I can’t believe Brumal wrote something rated G. :) But this one is fluffy and cute. “I’ve been wondering for a while,” the taller boy said, his hand resting
on the side of Nagisa’s neck warmly, “but why are you always giggling
when we kiss?”
The Monsoon of our Love - T - Somehowthis fic was written right after episode 3 of season 1 of Free! aired and it is perfect and perfectly charactarized. Domestic-ish future AU one-shot.
Down to You - T - I just love Lesbiopterix’s fics. They’re so fluffy and cute. Nagisa encounters some rude classmates and is comforted by Rei. Also I’m a sucker for first-kiss fics.
Sleep - T - Nagisa falls asleep on Rei’s bed. Also first kiss. :)
Change the Facts - T - Another first kiss. Rei is increasingly distracted by Nagisa and it starts to negatively affect him.
Close to Home - T - Future AU. Nagisa and Rei waking up together in their apartment.
Lost in Translation - G - This one is set entirely in the format of text conversations, but it’s really cute and works out well.
Relation - G - Short fic, but I’m always a sucker for Reigisa dads.
Ink on Paper - G - Rei writes Nagisa a love letter. Short one-shot.
Taylor is recovering very nicely from surgery. A few roadblocks here and there but otherwise good recovery. The clock starts over for chemo though. He has to get chemo for about 5 months again. But he is happy to have the tumor out. The “nest” was taken out now he just has to get the last few “bees” aka. cancer cells out. Unfortunately this is a cancer that has a very high reoccurrence rate but we aren’t at that yet so I don’t want to worry myself about that right now.
If you would like to know taylors story the link is on my page. If you donate or repost and support I would be forever grateful.
I am so sorry that it’s taken me so long to answer this.
My makeup tips for high school would mostly be to keep things simple and easy. I’m sure if you were like me you’re in a rush and don’t want to spend forever in front of the mirror, otherwise you’d have to wake up at some ungodly hour just to do your makeup.
So as a general go to routine I would do the following:
-Cover any blemishes / even skin tone: depending on your skin that could mean using a bit of concealer and setting with powder or you might have to go for more coverage with foundation or BB cream.
- Apply a neutral brown shadow a few shades draker than your skin tone to your crease and blend it out to give your eyes definition
-tight line or smudge your eyeliner : This will also help to define your eyes and make them appear more open. Also Tight lining or smudging your eyeliner into your lashes is a lot easier that trying to carefully draw a straight line or do a wing and it will end up saving you a lot of time.
- Mascara and brows: apply a few coats of mascara to finish off the eyes and lightly fill in your brows as brows are important in shaping your face.
-lastly finish off with a lip gloss or lip tint
* optional * lightly contour your face with a bronzer and highlight powder
This is just a basic routine to work with. I strongly encourage that you play around and find what works for you. You can easily mix it up or try out new things by choosing one aspect to change while keeping the rest of the routine the same. For example you could do a red lip but keep everything else the same Or do a winged liner but still only do the brown shadow on your crease and lip gloss Ect..
*hey everyone ! Just a quick thank you for every one following me I almost have 70 :) also my ask box is always open if you have a request or just want to talk 😊 *
You were terribly nervous for today as you went through your closet for the perfect outfit. You’ve just been invited to a party from you friend but parties were never your scene. You finally decide on a black slimming dress that cut mid thigh with a white jacket. You start to do your hair as your phone rang, curler in hand still trying to finish you pick up the phone.
“Hey I’ll be there in like ten!” It was your friend, your glad she gave you a warning otherwise you would have taken forever. As soon as you finish your hair you here a honking outside. You grab your matching heels and head out the door to the awaiting (y/f/n).
“HEY BESTIE THIS IS GOING TO BE SO MUCH FUN” she practically screamed in your ear as she rambled on. You started to regret your decision knowing that she’ll get caught up in the excitement and probably leave you. But it was too late because she was already at the blaring house.
“(y/f/n) don’t leave me alone again tonight please ” you turn to your friend.
“Alright alright I’ll try not to” but once you walked in the doors you totally lost her. People were everywhere with red solo cups in their hands, laughing, screaming and dancing. You pushed past the crown into the kitchen to get something small but you were occasionally pushed into to someone. You got your drink and decided to just wait outside. It was chilly but the sky was clear and the stars were shinning brightly.
“ what’s a pretty girl like you doing out side in the cold” you heard a voice behind you remark. You silently prayed that it wasn’t some drunk pervert but when you turned around you were met with the most gorgeous blue eyes you’ve ever seen.
“U-um I needed some fresh air” you stuttered out, cursing yourself in your head “ what are you doing out here? ” you asked.
“ same as you, plus you looked lonely” he said as he put his jacket around you.
“ it’s cold and even if I barely know you, you don’t deserve to be sick” he winked but you greatly accepted it because it was freezing out. You both stood there in silence.
“ I’m Nash and you are?” He turned to look at you and you felt your heart melt.
“(y/n)” you shook his hand but instead of letting go after a few seconds he pulled you in close and whispered in your ear.
“ you know something about you makes me what you so damn much….” He didn’t get finish his sentence though because (Y/F/N) came barging outside saying your name.
“ there you are! I’ve been looking everywhere! it’s late and I wanna go” you turned to give Nash his jacket but he was hanging you his phone with the new contact button, you quickly typed it in and said goodbye.
Through out the whole ride home (Y/F/N) pestered you about the new guy but you just laughed at her nosiness.
*after car ride and your home*
When you were about to fall asleep you felt your phone buzz. You looked over as the bright light flashed.
Nash: I had fun with you tonight even if it was just a exchange of numbers and names, sleep well and I’ll be seeing more of you soon.
You smiled to yourself slowly drifting off to sleep.
This is a Baekhyun scenario for anon (SORRY THIS HAS TAKEN SO LONG) - and I REALLY LIKE THE REQUEST. I was considering making this a series, and now I have decided to do just that (otherwise I’d never post it because it would be so super long etc)!!! SO THIS IS PART ONE!
THE REQUEST WAS, ‘can I request a monster Baekhyun scenario where he’s a vampire, and he met his love reincarnated after 100 years or something along those lines?’
^^^I took the title of this fic from the English translation of Monster!!
‘Your 5 o’clock appointment has just rung, Sir; they’ve asked to cancel, so they will be coming to see you at the beginning of next week instead.’
‘I’m surprised… Alright, thank you, Ji Su. You’re welcome to finish for the weekend now.’ I placed the phone down back on its receiver and lounged back in my office chair. I couldn’t say I was disappointed by the cancellation. After this many years of work, the opportunity to go home early, relax and have a properly filling meal was always nice. Then again, it’s not like I had to do much, other than negotiate with some people and tell others what to do.
My name is Byun Baekhyun. I am the director of one of the most successful companies in the world - of course, I’ve had over a hundred years to build it. This means that I spend my days turning up at my office when I choose to, bossing people around, turning down coffees (and dates with my co-workers), and making a high amount of money. It’s quite the life. With the money I have, I could buy the best food in the poshest and most exclusive restaurants out there; but, I don’t. Food doesn’t really… Satisfy my appetite. Because there’s one thing I haven’t mentioned.
I am a vampire.
Being a vampire is nowhere near as romantic as these stupid novels make them out to be. I haven’t been with anyone new for over 100 years - at least not very romantically. Like I said, my co-workers hit on me (both male and female), and sometimes, just sometimes, my desires get the best of me, and I give into them. This doesn’t happen very often, so that any unfortunate accidents are prevented - I don’t really want a large amount of deaths on my conscience.
As usual, I was the last person out of the building, and I nodded at the security guards as I walked through the doors. I headed to the car park, where my shiny Lamborghini sat waiting for me. A car made for speed; speed is what I liked. Technically, I didn’t need a car - I’m fast enough to get anywhere without one - but buying one was a way to use some money and fit in as society moved on. I got in and started it up, revelling in the powerful sound the engine made.
Soon, I was driving (over the speed limit) through the city to my house, singing to the radio as I drove. It was nice to be out of work this early, but also more dangerous. Doing things I enjoyed, like driving at illegal speeds and hunting, was far more risky in broad daylight. I huffed softly as I stopped at the traffic lights, drumming my fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel. As I sat there, waiting for the humans to cross the road (god, they were slow), a young girl caught my eye. She was pretty. Not too slim, with curves in the right places, a quirky haircut, and a sort of hop in her step. She looked left and right as she crossed the road. Good. She was intelligent, too, knew how to keep herself safe. She’d do well in life, avoid things like me. At least, that’s what I thought. As she continued her road safety practises, I saw a glimpse of her face. She was with a friend, who had made her laugh, and her smile made my heart stop (at least, it would have, if I wasn’t already without a heartbeat). My eyes hurriedly flicked up to examine hers, and I saw the most magical eyes I had ever seen. A pair of eyes that I never expected to see again in my immortality. As soon as she had crossed the road, and the lights had turned green, I stepped on the accelerator even harder than before, I saw everyone on the pavements around me, including the girl, look at my car zoom past. I didn’t care. I needed to get away.
I didn’t even go inside my house when I arrived; I simply parked my car, and ran into the forest surrounding my home, needing to hunt something big. As I ran, my mind was in chaos. Those eyes, that smile… That girl looked so like someone I had once known. But, my own eyes were very strong, thanks to my vampire status, and I could see every feature. She wasn’t like the girl I’d known in a relatives kind way. It was as though the girl I was thinking of had been… reincarnated, or something ridiculously impossible like that. Reincarnated, but not exactly the same. Surely it hadn’t been that long since she died. It couldn’t have been that long since I failed to save her from dying, since those people saved me instead of her. I snarled, diving at a large moving object as emotion flared up inside of me. Why didn’t they save us both? Even better, why didn’t they just let me die with her?! Didn’t they understand that she was all I wanted in my life? Without her, life was pointless!
Soon, I had caught quite the array of wild animals for myself - it had been a while since I killed a human, I liked to be discreet about my nature. As I started to carry my hunt back to the house, I realised that perhaps I had killed more than enough for myself, and decided to invite a few friends for dinner. Besides, I wanted to talk to a couple of them about the girl.
‘Baekhyun, thank you for having us over. It would be nice if you were in such an odd mood more often, if we’re going to have our dinner hunted for us.’ I was sat with some of those with whom I was closest to - Suho, Chanyeol, Lay, Chen, and D.O. They were just some members of our ‘clan’, other supernatural beings. They technically lived with me, as did every one else, but we had a few houses on our extensive land that everyone put to use. Some of the members, mostly the younger ones, liked to use these houses to fulfil their sexual desires - I’d done it myself before. The one doing the talking was Suho (everyone else was too busy sucking the life out of my catch to thank me quite yet). He was the leader of our clan, the one who turned me into a vampire. He’s pretty much that Carlisle guy from those human Twilight books, but he’s a lawyer, not a doctor. I’d only ever fallen out with Suho, and I thought I was going to die that time. I was a new vampire, and though strong, I was uncontrolled, and had little strategy to my fighting skills. Suho and the older vampires could’ve ended me easily - part of me wanted them to. I wanted to die and be with her. I came to realise afterwards that Suho could never have saved Y/N. She was too far gone when he came along. And he only saved me because he’s a kind soul - he hates to see someone dying. I’ve often had to stop him from turning too many people into beings like us, to stop it from becoming obvious.
‘It’s fine, it’s good to have you all here, anyway…’ because I want your help, I thought. It was silent for a while, before suddenly, D.O spoke up,
‘You want something, don’t you. I can tell.’ Clever. Very clever. D.O was another strong member of our clan, with super strength and, it seemed, the ability to read my mind.
‘I might need your help, yes…’ I smiled sheepishly as D.O sighed in irritation, shaking his head. Chanyeol nodded at me enthusiastically, as if to say he’d do whatever is was I needed help with. Lay looked at me earnestly, hands rested on his lap as he attempted to concentrate.Chen continued drinking blood.
‘What is it that you need, Baekhyun?’ Suho asked, inclining his head slightly, ‘We’ll be happy to help.’
I sighed. I wasn’t too sure that they would be very happy, at least not all of them. ‘Today, I saw this girl - no, I don’t want to pull her, Chen; well, I might do, but I don’t know yet - look, that isn’t the point-’
‘Then what is the point?’
‘She looked like Y/N. I’m pretty sure it was Y/N.’ I said this with my eyes closed. I couldn’t bear to see their reactions.
‘Baekhyun…’ Suho started quietly, and I grimaced, knowing what he was going to say, ‘It can’t have been Y/N. Y/N’s… Well, I hardly need to say it, do I? Sometimes people just look alike-’
‘Suho, you don’t understand. She wasn’t exactly the same, but elements of her were just so Y/N. I know it isn’t really her, but it’s like it’s her reincarnation or something, and I don’t usually believe in that sort of thing! I felt it! I felt it was her!’
I finally opened my eyes. Everyone was staring at me, speechless. I took this as an opportunity to continue.
‘I need your help to find out more about this girl. Her name, anything. I know it sounds kind of stalkerish, but it doesn’t have to be that way. I just have to meet her. I have to!’
‘I’ll help you.’
I couldn’t believe it. Of all the people in the room, I did not expect D.O to be the first one to agree to help me. He must have registered the look of shock on my face, because the corners of his mouth twitched before he continued,
‘I know how you feel. If Mi Sun was possibly back, then I’d do anything to see her again, even if it wasn’t exactly the original her. Maybe I could fall in love again. So… I’ll help.’
I’d never been so touched. I’d forgotten about Mi Sun. She and D.O’s situation was very similar to mine and Y/N’s. D.O was saved, Mi Sun was not. They were in a road accident, and D.O never even saw her face again. By the time he had come around following the pain of Suho changing him, Mi Sun had been rushed into hospital and passed on from this world.
I looked over at D.O, opening my mouth to thank him, but the water threatening to spill from his eyes made me stop myself. He knew I was grateful, and if I kept talking, he might just go crazy from sadness. So I just smiled lightly and nodded at him.
‘Well, I’m in. I always liked Y/N, and you two were super cute together - and Chen agrees.’ Chanyeol grinned and high-fived Chen, who was whooping. Lay smiled timidly and spoke up too;
‘If it’s okay with Suho, then I’ll help, too.Y/N was a kind person, and so easy to talk to.’
Now we all looked at Suho. He looked like he was having quite the inward battle, and also like he might be getting a migraine. Finally, he sighed andleant back in his chair. ‘Alright. We’re all in - and I’m sure the other boys will be in, too. I did always want to plan and pay for your wedding, anyway, I need some extravagant way to get rid of some money.’ And now we all laughed. I hadn’t known it, but I had forgot how it felt to be this happy. This could turn my life back around, and maybe I could finally have the life I wanted.
That ADHD feel when it takes you more time to prepare for completing a task, then the time you spend on the task.
My mom used to comment on how it took me forever to get ready to study. I would have to have all of my books around me a certain way, i had to sit in a certain spot, i had to have my headphones on, sometimes a heavy blanket around me. Food or drink had to be taken into consideration. As well as temperature and comfort. It’s a process to get into your least distractible state. I had to commit to doing it correctly otherwise i wouldn’t do it at all.
”LISTEN, you PATHETIC PRIMATE— it is I who shall defeat the POWERPUFF GIRLS … not YOU!”
A message from Alex, the writer.
I think before I start dishing out the good stuff it’s best to do a small recap of what’s happened over the past few weeks (it hasn’t even been a MONTH yet!). I’ve made three follow forevers, answered a ton of memes, and written a lot of headcanons… What a month. This muse is probably the best muse I’ve ever had, and that’s saying something since I’ve had so many.
I think what makes this muse especially important to me is that he has allowed me to meet people that otherwise I would not have met. He has given me confidence in my writing skills, and without him there’s a damn good chance I wouldn’t have taken up Photoshop.
All the people I’ve met here are such amazing people. They’re kind, funny, and they are overall very inviting. This is not a toxic section of the roleplay community, it’s a place where everyone accepts each other and is willing to do whatever they want, whenever they want.
So thank you all for a great (almost) first month, and I hope you have all had a fantastic year.
So without further ado, here is a special shout-out to people that have made my stay here absolutely fabulous. It is organized as follows: people within my fandom, close friends outside my fandom, and finally those who I adore no matter what!
(Almost) Equals - PPG Fandom.
thirdfiighter: Fran. Holy hell; you are someone I consider a great friend and we’ve only known each for three or four weeks at best? Unbelievable, right? I love you dearly and, honestly, I think you’re gonna go far in your life. You can-do attitude and your warm attitude and your open nature is absolutely fantastic. A rarity in these times; I wish more people were like you. I ADORE YOU!
lxader: KELLY my bae you are so sweet. You have a great understanding of Blossom’s character and, frankly, you’re an extremely kind person. I hope that this year has been terrific for you, and that your stay here has been tremendously fruitful as it has been for me. Threading with you is always a pleasure and I’m so glad that we’re friends. Your kindness and your constant positivity is such a joy to see. It lightens up my dash whenever I see it. THANK you for existing!
xtraswcct: BAT my dear, you are phenomenal. You, along with Fran and Kelly, were the first people that I really talked to here. You’re so sweet (almost like Bubbles herself, wow), and you’ve been a tremendous support to me no matter what I have done or how I have felt. I can’t express with words how important you and Fran and Kelly really are to me at this point. You are just fantastic and I could honestly gush about you forever.
utoniumisms: Your Professor is literally Gregory Peck if he were in a cartoon. You’ve gotten him down so well and honestly?? you’re a very kind and supportive person too. A shame we aren’t better friends, but alas— time will change that, I’m sure! Keep rocking on!
mxgalomanic: We’ve talked privately before, and frankly you’re a very kind and open person. You are giving, willing, and most importantly you have ambition. You want to go far, I can tell— and that’s something that I respect in people. Honestly I can’t wait to interact with you; you are unbelievable and I think you’re going to love your stay here!
rottenaces: Your Ace is so on point, and you as a mun are so nice. Like I’ve said before, I think you’ve given me the most important compliment one can receive about the way someone portrays a character. I still haven’t forgotten it; you are so kind and just— man, we should talk more!
greenrxbel / chaotiicalla: It’s funny to think that both of you are from the Dangan Ronpa fandom, originally. Remember that? What a fucking trip. And by that I mean what a horrible experience that was. Oh well— at least we found each other again. Both of you, Erik and Kyle, are very dear to me; you’ve been supportive and just?? Wow you are both so sweet.
moerbucks: KAY my love; you were in the Dangan Ronpa fandom too, but I think what speaks a lot for itself is how our friendship has lasted beyond that and that, eventually, you and I are going to meet. And we’re going to sacrifice those goats as we planned. JUST kidding, don’t worry. YOU are a fabulous human being. I love you so much and? You’re one of my best friends here, and probably even in general. YOU ARE FABULOUS!
rowdyruffbrick: I CAN ONLY SAY GOOD THINGS about you because one, your threads with Kelly are so freaking hysterical and two, you’re just a big ball of sunshine tbh. I wish we would talk more! We should make it happen, just saying—…
powerpunkx: LOOK IT’S BRUTE! Haha you’re getting her very well! And, not to mention that as a mun you are just extremely sweet. You’ve been very supportive of me and you’re also a very outgoing person. I see you everywhere despite the fact that you’re new. That says a lot about you! I think you’re incredible tbh. But that’s none of my business—!
brxtybit / theadorablepuff: YOU are actually Brat. I don’t know how you do it, but you do. As I’ve mentioned before, you have managed to balance these two complete opposites together so well that? I’m honestly impressed. Keep rockin’ on; you deserve everything positive that happens to you!
punkcommander: I know you go by robotisms here as well, but I’m placing you here. You are so kind and supportive. I still remember your little compliment to me which, to this day, I’ll never forget. The way you described the way I wrote was honestly one of the kindest things I’d ever heard. Thank you so much and honestly I only have infinite praise to give you for your character and just. WOW. You’re a sweetheart.
Other Honorable Mentions -- PPG Fandom
Below are people I haven’t really interacted with much, but who still light up my dash regardless (or I wish they would come back from hiatus or something IDK)!
pleatherxvest / ruggedsnarls: Cameron; screw you for being such a cool dude. Sure, I can get irritated with you sometimes (and what friendship hasn’t had it’s tensions anyway), but it doesn’t matter. You’re INCREDIBLY supportive of me, and I can only hope that I am for you. We met on your Cheshire Cat, and we bonded over Disgaea. I still remember that like it was yesterday, and I’m glad we’re still friends after all this time. It’s been a year. A WHOLE YEAR! Can you believe it? Because I sure as hell can’t. Keep PSI Rockin’ on! (excuse the horrible pun…)
afroimmortal / thedaemonsisters: I’ll just mention both your blogs here because why the fuck not. Nui. NUI… You are probably the surrogate little sister I never had. You’re unique and you flaunt your stuff like no one else. I adore talking to you about whatever, and you never bug me. You’re just one honest to god amazing friend and I couldn’t ask for better! Plus you have killer fashion sense just saying—;;
destructiveglitch: Kitten my love; we met on my Ramona and? We bonded over similar interests. I remember it like it was yesterday. It’s incredible really, how fast you and I got to know each other. I just wish that we could talk more like we used to. Things have changed outside, but they haven’t really changed inside, I don’t think. We still like the same things, and we even have similar opinions. You’re p rad, so don’t ever change for anyone.
scarysunako / cowardisms / xfaustus / eyesofwater: Nazy you have like a million blogs but who cares— you’re super cool. I really look up to your optimism and kindness (and acceptance like holy wow) and I hope that we can be friends for a long time. You’re a wonderful person and I adore speaking with you about whatever comes to mind. I LOVE YOU SO GODDAMN MUCH IT’S POURING OUT OF MY EARS!
meoweatsramen / puckish-rogue: Honestly I’m just going to always lump you two together because you guys are inseparable. You’re both super nice guys and I’m so glad that we’re talking more. You like the cheesiest stuff but for the part of me that likes that shit, it’s the best. Keep being super fuckin’ awesome, both of you. And don’t forget those 4 vital questions whenever you decide to go on that bank heist!
oskra / organdoom / injextions: I’ll lump you three together this time around because tbh you’re all equally important to me. Each one of you is like the gothiest of gothe. Rosa especially but that’s besides the point— I love you three dearly and frankly?? I can’t imagine the RP community without any of you. Raven for her kindness, Rosa for her open and honest personality, and Evan for her humbleness. Each of you brings something different to the table and you balance each other out so nicely. FUCK I could go on all day about each one of you individually but who cares you’re baes—;;
thesilencingwhisper: QUINN you are fucking fantastic. I love the amount of effort you put into each one of your muses. It’s frankly somewhat admirable? And, of course, you’re very blunt and honest and I respect that in people. You’re such a cool person and I kinda admire you tbh. Keep shining brightly!
excessiveadaptationsyndrome: ASHLEY my dear you are a very important friend to me. Not only have we remained friends since we met all those months ago (we’ve been friends for a YEAR; that’s insane!), but we’ve also gotten closer over time. You’re such a sweet and caring person and you’re also so talented at art and— I really admire you honestly. Your inner strength is something I aspire to have. So thank you so much for being there for me!
rolexwache / strategizst: Hazel I think that your kindness and your patience knows no bounds. You’re one of the most wonderful writers I know here. You put your all into every muse, and it’s astonishing how well you do it. I think that your talent definitely is worth admiring! I’m so glad we reconnected after we lost touch!
Honorable Mentions -- Becoming Closer Still.
This section is for those of you that I’m getting to know more and more, and who, frankly, I care for tremendously!
SO, in conclusion, I only have this to say. THANK YOU all for a fabulous first month. And a fabulous conclusion to the year. If I forgot you (which I’m sure I did given my desire to get this out so fast), worry not! If I follow you, I will do so forever. And here’s my proof:
If you’re on it, you’re forever in my heart. Thank you guys so much. I love each and every one of you and I can’t express my joy right now better than with this little thing. I would do a giveaway, but I’m doing one right now, so count that as an additional present to you all for keeping up with me and just… being fantastic people.
“Art is how we decorate space; music is how we decorate time.”
He spent the past 5 years decorating the spaces around him, drawing on the walls, backstage, doing cartoons and sharing fans work. But more than that he spent it decorating our time, putting words to feelings that we related to, providing a soundtrack to the journey each one of us has taken over the last 5 years, leaving us songs that will forever be linked to what we were thinking or feeling at those moments in time.
However it ended, he spent that time making this more beautiful for all of us than it ever would have been otherwise and that will never not be special.