the difference between friendship and relationship

In the DC Animated Movie Universe (different from the DC Extended Universe and the DC Animated Universe), one of the overarcing plots is the growing friendship between Raven and Damian Wayne, the current Robin.

This leads to the odd realisation that, if they were to get together down the road, you’d have Damian: the grandson of a man literally nicknamed the Demon’s Head (or just the Demon), being in a relationship with Raven: the daughter of a human and a LITERAL demon.

Although any potential kids will admittedly add another layer to the extremely mixed background Damian’s inherited, what with him being Scottish-American/Jewish American on his dad’s side (with traces of Native American ancestry from the 1700s), and Chinese/Arabic on his mother’s.

“Maybe there aren’t any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you’re hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they’re always worth being cared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for too, if that’s what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.”
                     Stephen King, It

I loved this movie more than expected. I went expecting a totally different thing, and I was pleasantly surprised.
I loved that they focused almost completely on the relationship between the kids, their friendship, their sticking up for one another. Each of them, as a single being, wasn’t able to cope with what made them insecure and weak. IT was feeding on that fear, the fear of the single. But united? They were able not only to fight IT back but also to fight their demos back, fight the adults back.
I loved that message so much.
All the child actors’ performances were outstanding.

aphcanadieh  asked:

I ship Spain and Netherlands from an old roleplay i used to do. I like the combination of personalities, but I don't know the ship name. I find them a cute couple with Ned and Spain cuddling and gardening together.

Originally posted by friendshipfeelsbetter

[[NedSpa my buddie 👉😎👉 

or nethspa 

or the othello pair

etc. idk

Honestly tho,, exploring the relationship between Spain and the Netherlands is always something worth your time. Not gonna lie I had a time when nethspa was my big thing and I hunted down the fanfics for them and stuff. Modern day there IS a lot more fluff around the ship however if you like it then I highly recommend the historical centered fics bc wowo they are just great yet kind of angsty but still great I promise. Even though in modern times, from most of my experiences the relationship between Spain and Nederlands is still rocky and/or awkward and/or a one sided friendship, I still have to say it is a cool thing to look into and see how they work out bc the interpretation differs from person to person

I Love How Kirishima and Ashido’s Relationship Was Portrayed In Chapter 145

Because they went to the same middle school, it would have been tempting for Horikoshi to be ambitious and make their relationship complicated like Bakugou and Midoriya’s relationship. Even though they barely knew each other in middle school, Kirishima and Ashido developed a simple and respectable friendship. Kirishima didn’t hold a grudge or any bitter feelings towards Ashido due to her Quirk being flashier than his. He didn’t develop a strong rivalry towards her or obsess over how different he is than her. He didn’t start having a crush on her. Their relationship isn’t anything life-changing to Kirishima. Kirishima didn’t change himself to be like her. Ashido wasn’t mean to Kirishima or look down on him in any way. They’re not best friends or lifelong partners, but they are nice and simple horn buddies. A sweet heartwarming friendship developed between the two of them even though they didn’t know each other that well during middle school. People will complain that the manga didn’t hint at Kirishima and Ashido’s past, but the manga didn’t need to. Their relationship wasn’t a huge deal. They’re friends. The manga has always shown they get along well. There’s nothing complicated or anything that needs to be hinted at. 

Their friendship also shows how great Kirishima and Ashido are as people. Kirishima is mature and nice enough not to have hard feelings against Ashido, and Ashido never looked down at Kirishima and supports him as his buddy. They’re both friendly and kindhearted people, so their friendship is inevitable and healthy, just like their relationship with their other classmates are. It would have been easy for Horikoshi to make their middle school relationship more complicated than it actually is, but instead he made it a nice and simple friendship, adding realism to the story. 

They make such a goofy and bubbly duo. Horn buddies for life. 

a random list of the most un-basic asks I could think of
  • 1: how do you feel about ugly animals?
  • 2: what does your depression cave look like
  • 3: what's your depression meal?
  • 4: what's your opinion on the difference between friendship love and romantic love?
  • 5: do you think literary tropes are evil and all stories should strive to be hyper real or do you think that a masterful usage of a trope or cliche can be just as good?
  • 6: the quality of which aspect of comics is more important to you? the art or the writing?
  • 7: do you have any superstitions?
  • 8: what's your relationship with religion and spirituality?
  • 9: do you want to meet your idols or prefer to leave them on their pedestal?
  • 10: do you think you would enjoy being famous?
  • 11: are there any posters on your walls? any art?
  • 12: do you have any childhood relics that you regular use or look at?
  • 13: what's your favorite background music?
  • 14: do you listen to music in albums, playlists, or shuffle your entire library?
  • 15: do you think how well you know someone is based on how many details you know about their life or how how much time you've spent with them?
  • 16: what's your opinion on weather inappropriate food?
  • 17: do you have a memorized single order for every food joint you visit or do you look at the options and decide while you're there?
  • 18: do you like having casual chats with strangers in public or are they your worst nightmare?
  • 19: what would you say your aesthetic is? are you happy with it currently? do you think you'll have it forever or do you think it will change later on in your life?
  • 20: do you think cute and hot are different things or are they related?
  • 21: do you consider someone your friend if you talk to them regularly or do you need to form some kind of bond to consider someone your friend?
  • 22: do you like alcoholic beverages or do you just drink to get drunk?
  • 23: what do you typically do on Friday nights?
  • 24: what's your opinion on PDA?
  • 25: describe your ideal apocalyptic future outfit
  • 26: what's your opinion on classical music, classic literature, and classic art?
  • 27: do you sleep with socks on?
  • 28: what's your opinion on tattoos? do you think the meaning is important or not?
  • 29: do you like to wallow in misfortune or do you like to get right on solving it?
  • 30: are you content, not concerning your life generally, but where you are in this exact moment?
little things i’ve learned:

one: pay attention to the music you’re relating to. sometimes it’s a clear indicator that something is wrong. other times, it’s an indicator that something is very, very right. when the latter happens, pay extra close attention.

two: true control is subtle, not obsessive. you may not even know that you have it when you do. people who are in control do not question it. they just are.

three: never pass up the opportunity to stick the tips of your fingers out the window of a moving car. feel the wind carry you to the sound of your favorite songs. this is a reminder that you’re alive.

four: thoughts don’t have to mean anything. you can just let them be there.

five: notice when you’re struggling and allow yourself some leeway when you do. however, learn the difference between giving yourself leeway and enabling your struggle. 

six: you cannot build self-love from a foundation of self-hatred. first, work toward self-acceptance. love will follow.

seven: do not love others simply because they love you back. do not expend your love on people who won’t love you back. 

eight: don’t forget to stop and look around. take a moment a day to stop doing and just be. the mindfulness hype isn’t overrated. there’s a reason for it.

nine: setting limits and saying no will not end any relationship worth keeping. 

ten: friendships built on moments of competitive misery are not healthy. if you find that you’re having the urge to constantly showcase your misery around someone, take that as a red flag. sadness is not a competition you want to win.

eleven: recovery is not about being happy. some days you will feel bored and flat. but these days are still better than those you built around destroying yourself. these days are still victories. recovery is about being alive.

twelve: when you’ve built an identity around being sad, the concept of happiness may scare you. giving that sadness up will strip you of most everything and leave you feeling empty. embrace this emptiness and fill it up with exploration. you’ll find that it’s worth it.

thirteen: you will not come out of your coldest days the same as you were going into them. this is not a bad thing. someday, you’ll be warm enough to feel the sun on your face again.

#jealousy #confession #wine

Prompts: @antoinetteblues
Author: @queenofthyme

Perhaps Harry’s intentions hadn’t been clear enough. Perhaps he should have been more straight forward with Draco. But really, wasn’t it obvious? Did he really have to say it?

Of course his invite to dinner was a date. How could Draco interpret it any other way? They’d had lunch together alone before, plenty of times, but never dinner. Dinner meant something more than just colleagues or friends. At least it did to Harry. It had taken him weeks to work up the courage just to ask.

And he had turned up to find out Draco had invited Pansy and Blaise, thinking it was a group dinner. Harry had had to excuse himself while Draco sorted out their table – “Oh no, the reservation was for six people, wasn’t it Harry? You must have misheard him over the phone” – and call Hermione and Ron to urgently join him.

It had taken some time to convince them. Ron couldn’t stop laughing long enough to have a conversation and Hermione insisted Harry simply tell Draco how he felt. Like it was that easy. Like he hadn’t already revealed enough by asking Draco out for dinner. 

With a lot of begging, Hermione and Ron had dressed and apparated over, coming to Harry’s rescue. And now Harry found himself wedged between the two, opposite Draco, also wedged between his own friends. Draco hadn’t spoken to Harry directly at all. There was polite group chatter in which they both participated, but it wasn’t like their long nights alone in the office together, nothing like their lunches. For the most part, Draco spoke with his own friends, whispering into Pansy’s ear, laughing into Blaise’s shoulder.

Harry had always thought that his growing relationship with Draco was something special. Something different. But seeing Draco with his other friends, perhaps it wasn’t anything particular at all. Just a convenient friendship with a colleague, to bide the time during the workday until he could go out with his real friends.

Harry hadn’t meant to get drunk. But he had a habit of drinking nervously just to have something to do with his hands. And the waiter kept filling up his wine glass. So, by dessert, when Pansy laughed – a sound that Harry was growing to hate – at one of Draco’s jokes and placed a hand on his shoulder, Harry didn’t have the control to stop himself from commenting.

“Oh, you’re just so funny, Draco!” He said, in a very poor imitation of Pansy’s voice.

Everybody turned to stare at him.

“What the fuck, Potter?” Blaise said.

“What the fuck, Zabini?” Harry mimicked with another terrible imitation.

Hermione nudged him under the table. Harry paid no mind, and went to take another swig of his wine glass.

Draco’s hands stopped him, leaning over the table to pull Harry’s wine glass from his grip. “Harry, are you drunk?” He asked quietly.

Harry laughed. “Now, you pay attention to me,” he mumbled. He tried to steal the glass back, but Draco held it out of his reach.

“What do you mean by that?” Draco asked, his eyes boring into Harry’s intently.

Harry looked away – he was starting to feel dizzy with that gaze directed at him. “You’ve been getting chummy with Pansy and Blaise all night.”

“Harry,” Ron whispered urgently beside him, “I think you –“

“Chummy?” Draco repeated. “They’re my friends, Harry. Of course we’re chummy.”

Harry’s head felt heavy. “So, I’m not your friend then? I’m just someone you work with?” Harry’s voice was rising dangerously, the alcohol helping him forget where he was.

Draco gently placed Harry’s glass back down on the table, his voice, still quiet, in great contrast to Harry’s. “I wouldn’t be here if you were just someone I worked with.”

“Then why’d you have to bring Pansy and Blaise?”

“Why’d you bring Ron and Hermione?” Draco countered.

“Because I saw your friends and didn’t want you to know this was a date so I forced them to – “

“This is a date?” Draco interrupted, at the same time Harry realised what he’d said. The alcohol was loosening his tongue.

“It was supposed to be,” Harry said sulkily, looking back up at Draco. He knew he was being childish but he didn’t particularly care. This had been brewing all night, and eight and a half glasses later, Harry wasn’t so concerned about consequences.

Draco – to his credit – looked genuinely apologetic. “Harry, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise.”

“What else would it be?”

“Harry, I truly am sorry, but in my defence, you did suggest we ‘hang out for dinner’ and that I could ‘invite anyone I wanted.’”

“You weren’t supposed to want to invite anyone!” Harry yelled, ignoring the sniggers from Pansy and Ron.  

“And how was I supposed to know that?” Draco retorted, his face a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Irritated at being laughed at, Harry slumped down into his seat and crossed his arms. “You just were.”

“Harry,” Draco said softly after a pause, “Would you like to go out for dinner with me tomorrow night? I promise it’ll just be the two of us. And significantly less wine I hope.”

Harry looked up at Draco, suspicious. “Are you just trying to make this up to me out of pity?”

“It’s a date, Harry,” Draco said with a light chuckle, “I want to go on a date with you. Do you accept?”

Harry shrugged – to a snort of laughter from Ron. He didn’t want to look too eager but it was probably eight glasses late to try to act coy. He recalibrated, stared Draco right in the eye and gave his honest answer (albeit a little slurred): “I’d love to go on a date with you, Draco.”

more like this l @queenofthyme

THOUGHTS ON DAB (& EVAN)

While everyone is freaking out over playlist live, I’m gonna be emo here for a sec about that Blessing™ of a sims video. I only just realised that whenever Dan or Phil talk about the friendship (not the future relationship) between Dab and Evan, they get sO EXCITED and as you saw they always age them up at the same time and get super giddy about it and everything. Even when they first decided to ‘create’ Evan, they were adamant to make Dab a friend instead of just having him befriend different people as he aged up. Also, whenever Dan and Phil talk about Dab, they always seem to mention their own childhood memories and reminisce over that (that Matey bubble stuff, the fabric light thing, the sandpit). That’s when I realised…

Dab and Evan are surrogates for the Dan and Phil that didn’t get to grow up with each other.

They are using these two sims (who have a LOT of resemblance to them imo) to inadvertently get to spend the childhood together that they wished they had. I ship the hell out of Dab and Evan (lmao), but if they never become a couple onscreen it’s because they’re such strong mirrors for Dan and Phil themselves that they aren’t willing to do that (regardless of if phan is ‘real’ or not, Dab and Even represent the beautiful friendship Dan and Phil share).

But if you do happen to ship phan, watching the boys talk about Dab and Evan and shipping makes it even more dramatic, just saying. 😂

anonymous asked:

Honestly I don't think Jensen and Misha are social friends, just good work buddies, but they never socialize outside of work. I think Jensen like Misha, qirks and all, but he doesn't love Misha like a bestie, more like love him because he's familiar and part of the same show for almost a decade.

Well, of course you’re entitled to your opinion, but– one thing you should know is they do hang out outside of work:

They’ve gone to the race track together:

Took family vacations together

Gone out for ice cream with one another:

They’ve gone on fun little spa trips:

And after conventions, they go and hang out– looking altogether, friendly.

Not to mention, Misha was at Jensen’s wedding which sure– could just be a work-friend thing, but I know I would still want to be fairly close with someone if I was going to invite them to such a personal event.

Now, I am not arguing the fact that Jensen and Jared hang out more– of course they do. They live right beside one another, their kids go to the same school, they’ve known each other for longer than either of them have known Misha, but that still doesn’t mean that Misha cant be super close with Jensen (and Jared) as well. Those two have talked about going out to dinner, just the two of them. They’ve talked about enjoying wine together (which is not something one normally does at work).

They have spoken of times where they have long, deep, emotional talks, and how much they enjoy those moments. That’s not something I normally do with my “work buddies”.

The fact is, they are great friends (if not more), whether or not they live near each other. My best friend of over twenty years has lived in Colorado for most of that time– but that doesn’t mean I love her any less than I did the friend who lived up the road from me. I cared for them equally, we all just had different types of friendships– but that didn’t make them any less than the other.

You don’t need to think that they’re in a poly relationship– that’s a matter of opinion; but to ignore just how much they do care about one another, how much they enjoy each other’s company– to write off their very deep friendship because of some physical distance between their homes, and not as much publicized evidence as others might have, is to completely disregard and disrespect things that they’ve specifically said about each other.

Jensen being best friends with Misha doesn’t make him any less Jared’s best friend.

It just doesn’t.

I don’t know why it always has to be a competition.

One of the positively wonderful aspects of The Bold Type’s presentation of Kat’s evolving understanding and development of her sexuality is that they haven’t chosen to force a wedge in or alter her dynamic with Jane and Sutton. She is treated no differently than she was before she realized and acted on her attraction to a woman. She, Jane, and Sutton still have a completely sound relationship, including physical affection and physicality, in general, that has not been questioned, lessened, or made awkward/stilted. 

Too often, young queer women discovering their queer identities become forcibly estranged from their close female friendships. This happens due to many factors, including fear and ignorance. Relationships between women are precious. They are special, and yes, they are often uniquely physical. Women touch each other. We hold hands. We rub each other’s backs. We sit on each other’s laps. We bare our bodies in front of one another and rarely think twice about things like running our fingers through a friend’s hair or offering to apply lotion to one’s back or sitting beside the tub while the other takes a bath. We share beds and cuddle and offer one another comfort and attention and reassurance that is both platonic and physical. These are not considered strange or uncommon things. Relationships between women are often naturally, respectfully physically intimate. 

Too often, when one of us within that dynamic discovers and claims our queer identity, it can introduce a rift in this natural flow and connection, and that rift can be so damaging and so heartbreaking. Sometimes, the changes are subtle, uncomfortable, relatively benign but something, still, to watch and be wary of, and sometimes, they are aggressive, malignant; something consuming and catastrophic. Something that eats away at the soul until we feel little more than empty inside.

Suddenly, every touch is stilted or hesitant or stops entirely. A physical distance is introduced where previously there was none, and we begin to wonder if our friends are now seeing us as predatory, are now questioning the nature of every prior touch we shared, are now wary of sharing a small, intimate space with us (like a bed), are now careful never to change their clothes in front of us lest we suddenly become aroused by their nudity…We begin to loathe ourselves and check ourselves. We second-guess every touch we make, every embrace we initiate, every compliment we give, and we wonder, always, if she is wondering, if her expression is one of discomfort or disgust. And sometimes, in the most painful of circumstances, she confirms our fears. She asks or accuses. She pulls others into her way of thinking. Our friends turn on us, and suddenly, we are intruders, violators, outsiders.

It is a struggle too many queer women have had to endure, something both external and internal, something that teaches us new ways to crack and crumble, cave in on ourselves. Distrust ourselves. Withdraw. Worry. Wither.

Our platonic relationships with women are often critical to our survival. The support and intimacy we find in that connection can be so elevating, so motivating, and so vital to our sense of self-love and self-worth. To have that stripped away because of how we love and who we love is a tragedy, one that often produces lasting trauma.

To see Kat being treated no differently by her friends than she was prior to discovering a new aspect of her sexuality, her friends who love, support, and respect her journey and her discovery and her identity, is so refreshing. It brings tears to my eyes, and rests like a soothing balm over wounds that still sting years later. They never shy away from her, never hesitate with touch. They don’t fear baring their bodies in front of her or send her questioning glances when she touches them, bare skin or otherwise. They don’t question her intent when she compliments their bodies or rests a hand on their thighs. They don’t fear holding her hand or physically engaging with her in public out of some misguided need to distinguish to the world that it isn’t like that. They don’t withdraw their trust or their affection, not in any way, not for a second. Some might say it is nice because they don’t care, but that’s the thing.

They do care. They care about Kat so much. They love her no matter how she identifies, no matter who she loves or is attracted to, no matter what romantic or sexual activity she engages in. They care enough to ask questions, to squeal with excitement when she is happy and humming with newfound energy and understanding, to never alienate her when she is questioning or conflicted about how she is feeling, to offer her physical and verbal attention, comfort, support, and connection without even an ounce of hesitation.

It is such a supportive, positive, respectful dynamic they have introduced between these three women, and to see Kat being loved and touched and comforted and held dear by her closest female friends throughout her journey of discovery is something I am so thrilled and so deeply grateful to see.

darcyglasses-blog  asked:

I saw your recent response to the question concerning the supposed romance between Spock and Kirk. And you said that we would never know unless Gene Roddenberry rose from the grave. As compelling as your argument was I just never got that vibe from The Original Series. I have always felt that Gene's ideas were groundbreaking and revolutionary. I think that if Gene meant there to be a gay couple he would have had the balls to write it right out. Then again it was a different time. Love your blog!

but like

he did have the balls to write it

The origin of t’hy’la: Gene Roddenberry came up with the name in his novelization of Star Trek: The Motion Picture. The word “t’hy’la” is Vulcan and means ‘brother’, ‘friend’ and/or ‘lover’. 
The use of t’hy’la: “Jim! Goodbye, my…my t’hy’la. This is the last time I will permit myself to think of you or even your name again.”
“And on the bridge - Kirk! The mere name made Spock groan inwardly as he remembered what it had cost him to turn away from that welcome. T’hy’la!”

Roddenberry: “I definitely designed it as a love relationship… That was the relationship I tried to draw. I think I also tried to draw a feeling of belief that very few of us are complete unto ourselves. It’s quite a lovely thing… where two halves make a whole.”

Interviewer: “There’s a great deal of writing in the Star Trek movement which compares the relationship between Alexander and Hephaistion to the relationship between Kirk and Spock - focusing on the closeness of the friendship, the feeling that they would die for one another…”
Roddenberry: “Yes, there’s certainly some of that - certainly with love overtones. Deep love. The only difference being, the Greek ideal - we never suggested in the series - physical love between the two. But it’s the - we certainly had the feeling that the affection was sufficient for that, if that were the particular style of the 23rd century.”

we certainly had the feeling that the affection was sufficient for that

we certainly had the feeling that the affection was sufficient for that

we certainly had the feeling that the affection was sufficient for that

Christian Yu x Reader: Let Me Explain - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: These Seoul Streets.  | Chapter 2: Uninvited Guests |

Chapter 3: Confrontation | Chapter 4: Who Would’ve Thought?

Word count: 3159

Series type: Angst, Smut (in later chapters) & Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and sex and bad language. 

Additional Characters: DPR LIVE (Dabin) and mentions of other artists/fictional characters.

Rough summary: Christian is your boss but also your best friend. You both have feelings for each other but his way of living complicates your relationship.

A/N: For the people who were waiting for this, thank you for your patience. I struggled a little writing the series. Also keep in mind that English is not my first language, therefore there might be some spelling/grammar mistakes. 


You were part of the inner circle now. At least that’s what one of your best friends Christian said when you signed the 6-month contract. He called it a try out contract. You would still be known as yourself, the only thing you had to do was paste DPR before your own name to get more recognition for DPR itself. You weren’t mad at the contract, so why not? Anything to help out a friend who you also happen to have a crush on. At least that’s what you thought until it actually happened.

As a well known choreographer in Seoul, South Korea you worked with a lot of artists and ‘underground’ dancers.

You’ve choreographed for the big 3 so your name was out there. Everyone in the business pretty much knew who you were. You managed yourself and stayed out of the drama filled party scene which made you well respected by many in the industry.

It’s not that you hated clubs, you just hated when people’s nasty true selves would come out after a few shots. You mostly observe how handsome and successful idols would take advantage of their fame to get their pick of the night, without the public or their beloved fans ever finding out.  

It disgusted you, and the fact that men you’ve worked with would try to butter you up to take you home with them disgusted you even more.

You were used to it by now, the “No thank you’s” would come out of your mouth at least 20 times a night. Sometimes you even had to swat some hands away, and still you are here, just like every other weekend for the past month since you’ve signed your contract. It was your job to be with the crew whenever you could since you were a part of it now, but tonight you were not having it. You were tired and frustrated with your boss. Christian had been acting indifferent with you lately, it was almost as if your friendship before this whole business deal was non existent.

You were seated in the VIP area of one of Seoul’s most prestige clubs because your now new temporary boss had a special deal to book tonight with another artist and it also happened to be that artist’s birthday.

“So you’re the DPR dance department now, you’ll choreograph for the girls in our mv’s and other clients that might want to work with you, you still get to do your own thing just keep in mind that since we manage your scheduling now we take 40%”

“40? Christian I don’t know; I manage myself just fine you know.” You bite your lip looking at the contract in front of you.

“We’ll make it 30 then. The thing is to make us a package deal, if they want you they have to want us to shoot the mv too, and also I can’t just not pay our manager, feel me love?”

Love. He always calls you that.

You roll your eyes at his slick way of negotiating. “Fine. Just don’t forget that I’m the one doing you a favor with this.”

He gave you his mischievous smile. “How could I ever forget that?”

Yeah… How could he ever forget that?

If there’s anything you regretted more in life than signing that contract was the fact that you were here. At the birthday party of Kim Yura, a rookie artist who was about to debut under YG Entertainment. Christian would hit it big time if he scored a deal to direct her first mv, since her debut was highly anticipated. You had been working on her dancing with her, which she was terrible at. You never really hit it off with her. Mostly great friendships formed between you and your clients, but Yura was different. She was selfish, cunning and arrogant. Making it difficult to work with her as she never admits her wrongs. Besides all of that, she had a thing for Christian as well.

Signing the contract didn’t only take 30% of your original payments, but it also shone a light on Christian in a way you’ve never seen before. You were happy seeing him once or twice a week when your relationship wasn’t work related, but now that you see him almost every day, you also got to see the girls, partying and the alcohol making you wonder how he still had a functioning liver.

You couldn’t wait for the next 5 months to pass so you could get back to your own routine and try to start to forget your feelings for Christian. Even though you wanted to hate the way he treated you at times, you couldn’t. Because he was the sweetest man on earth before you knew him like this. You still hold on to those old times, low key hoping you could get back to them when your contract ended, but you knew that you just had to get over him as a whole when your business ties were broken.

You’ve taken care of him on his drunken nights countless of times, he also tried to fuck you on those nights countless of times but despite your feelings for him you were at least smart enough to kindly decline and put him to bed. He only did that when he was shitfaced with alcohol, and the day after he wouldn’t even remember.

He would always text you with a fucked up “Thank you for getting me home, love”

Lost in thought you take a sip of your non alcoholic cocktail when Dabin approached you putting an arm over your shoulder.

“Wuz poppin” he says giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Just…sipping on this, minding my own business” you answer playing around with your straw.

Dabin knew you like the back of his own hand, if anything good came from your contract it was your friendship with him.

He chuckled. Looking at Christian who having a laugh with Jay and Loco.

“Is he still being a dickhead?” he asks leaning his head on his hand looking at you.

“Who?”

“What do you mean who” he chuckled.

“I’m not talking to you about him, you’re like brothers” you say taking another sip avoiding eye contact.

“So, does that mean I can’t keep secrets. Come on you always tell me when things pop off” he says looking at you with a pout.

“You’re just thirsty for drama” you say pushing his face away.

He chuckles and so do you. “No y/n, I actually care about you, you know that.”

You give him a reassuring smile looking into his sparkling eyes.

“Y/n” his voice made you look up immediately, and so did Dabin, his expression was a lot more relaxed than yours. You met his gaze and stayed silent.

Christian looked at the two of you ready to say something but he closed his mouth again before he did.

You could tell something was bothering him, you just didn’t know what yet.

“There’s a lot of people here who want to meet you, instead of sitting here all night, why don’t you make an effort to talk to someone” he said a little ruder then he intended to.

You raise your eyebrow at him. Ready to rip that fucking piercing out of his nose. “If these people want to talk to me so badly then staying in once place makes me more approachable doesn’t it?” you give him a cold look slamming your drink back on the table a little harder than you intended for.

You got up avoiding his gaze turning your back to him. “Dabin if you don’t mind I have to pee.”

Dabin chuckled and waved his hand signing for you to go.

“What’s up with her” Christian frowned watching you walk away.

“Ah, you know her, this just isn’t her thing. I guess the work stress makes her a little more agitated today than usual.” He calmly says shrugging trying to mend the situation.

Dabin was always in the middle of you two. He knew you had feelings for Christian and he also knew that Christian always complicates things when it comes to you because Christian can’t deny that he has feelings for you too. Christian tries to acts like he doesn’t, but he does and to Dabin it has always been obvious, but not to you.

“Then she should have thought twice about signing that damn contract” Christian said sitting down next to Dabin. “What is she even drinking” he said sniffing into your glass.

“Probably apple juice or some shit man I don’t know” Dabin chuckled leaning back into his seat.

“She just…frustrates me.” Christian says sighing.

“In what way? Sexually?” Christian shoots Dabin a glare which he simply laughs off.

“I just want our relationship to go back to the way it was you know.” Christian says removing his cap and ruffling his hair around with his hand.

Dabin sighed crossing his arms. “I think that makes two of you, just go talk to her.”

“Not tonight” Christian says throwing his head back, playing with his hair a little more. “I have to make sure I get this deal with Yura and her agency”

Dabin relaxed state vanished. He knew you hated Yura with every fiber of your being. She was a trainee but acted like she debuted 10 years ago, only because she’s from YG. You always nagged about her to Dabin, saying she was more stuck up than G-Dragon could ever be in a 100 lifetimes. Then again you also didn’t like her because Christian was extra flirtatious around her. Reeling her in with a debut mv would mean hitting it big time for DPR making them more well known to the bigger boys in the industry. You understood to some extend but Yura was enjoying the attention too much to your liking, especially for a rookie with a dating ban.

“What are you going to do” Dabin asked wide eyed.

“I don’t know man I might hoe out a little bit.”

Dabin scoffed. “What else is new.”

“Like you haven’t” Christian raised his eyebrow at Dabin’s sudden annoyed expression.

“You keep talking about how you want to mend things with y/n but then you keep fucking these girls it just doesn’t make sense.”

“Who ever said mending things with y/n meant being in a relationship with her.”

“Man that’s bullshit and you know it, if you do this tonight with Yura and y/n finds out, it’s end game for you.”

Christian opened his mouth to say something but Dabin shut him right up again.

“y/n is loyal, funny, hella cute and super hard working. She always puts up with your shit, she takes care of you when your legs won’t carry you anymore, yet you’re out here fucking around, knowing she has feelings for you, which you do too, even though you always try to deny it.”

Christian closed his eyes at his best friends’ hard words. Dabin was right. He was. But he wasn’t ready for a relationship. Not now.

“The timing just isn’t right” Christian replied.

“So you’re just going to lead her on until you get your head out of your ass?” Dabin says raising his eyebrows.

Christian opened his eyes in a millisecond looking Dabin straight into his eyes with an angered look.

“Fucking around is fun and all. Until you lose her man. You have to sort shit out with her. Rather sooner than later.” Dabin eyes shoot up when he sees you walking towards the table again. “Don’t sleep with Yura cause if you do, I will tell her. I’m on her side with this one Ian.” Dabin says seriously.

Christian just nods burying his face in his hands. Not knowing how to process everything that was just said to him. He only ‘fucked around’ because he couldn’t be with you. Other women distracted him of the fact that he couldn’t be with you. Not only would you turn out to be the girl who fucked her boss, if word got out. But it would also cost Christian his credibility as a boss with female employee’s.

You approach the table and feel the tension, wondering what happened in the time you were in the bathroom. You cautiously sit down next to Dabin on the other end of the rounded sofa. “Uh- I just ran into Dean. He said he wanted to talk to you” you tell Dabin. He nods getting up. “I’ll go find him”

Fuck. That’s not what you meant. You make eye contact with him. You tried your best to make your eyes scream. “Don’t leave me alone with him right now” but Dabin ignored you and Christian completely, making you wonder even more what the actual fuck happened while you were gone.

Christian lifts his head looking at you. His facial expression was soft and so was his voice when he spoke.

“Are you tired?” he asked scooting closer so you could hear him better over the loud trap music.

He put his hand on your thigh to comfort you, showing you he was trying to be sincere for once.

“I’ve been more awake.” You reply not making eye contact.

“I’ll take you home if you want, I didn’t take into consideration that you worked all day today before I made you come here.” He says removing his hand from your leg while sweetly putting a strand of hair behind your ear so he could see your face better.

You look at him, confused as hell, but you tried not to let your facial expression speak for you. This Christian reminded you of the old Christian, the Christian you fell for.

“I-“ you purse your lips together again reconsidering his offer.

“I’ll go home by myself, it’s just a 10-minute walk from here to my apartment, I’ll live.” You say getting up, but Christian grabs your wrist before you could walk away.

“No, it’s 2 in the morning, I don’t want you out on these streets alone in this outfit, at this hour, I’ll walk you home and then I’ll come back here it’s no big deal.” He says getting up.

You say your goodbye’s to everyone explaining you had a meeting planed tomorrow morning at YG. Dabin kissed your cheek like he always does, telling you to text him once you get home, even though Christian was walking you home.

The walk home was silent; it wasn’t an awkward silence though. Both of you just didn’t feel the need to speak. Just being like this together again was a huge step in the right direction for the both of you. After a few minutes your heels made it harder for you to walk on those damn tiles, so like you always used to do, you linked arms with Christian, stabilizing yourself on these Seoul streets.

Christian looked at you surprised when you did. You didn’t even realize him looking at you because you were too focused on trying not to trip.

“Don’t tell me I have to carry you” Christian said jokingly to lighten the mood.

“I’m good like this, just make sure not to let go of m- FUCK” you almost landed face first onto the sidewalk, but luckily Christian grabbed you by your waist, making sure you didn’t fall down. In the process of almost falling your heel broke, as it was stuck in a hole in between the tiles.

“Fuck y/n be careful” Christian says startled, still holding your waist.

“Nooooo my fucking shoe” you say in an annoyed baby voice, throwing an aegyeo filled tantrum as you take off your expensive as fuck nude Valentino pump looking at it with an almost tearful pout.

Christian bursts out laughing grabbing your face and pulling you into a hug. You bury your face into his chest. Your heart was racing like crazy.  “You’re so cute.” He simply stated caressing your hair. “I’ll buy you new ones, don’t be sad for too long okay.” He chuckled into your hair, kissing the top of your head.

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t overly touchy, but he cherished moments like these with you, as they have become more rare over the past few weeks.

You stood there lopsided, trapped into his hug as your other shoe was still on.

Christian slowly let go of you. “You have to take the other one off too.” He says squatting down. You lift your foot up for him, holding onto his shoulders for support as he takes off your other shoe.

He gives you the other pump as you stand barefoot, not knowing what to do.

It’s just a few meters to your apartment from here, but the industrial iron stairs that actually led you to your front door were what worried you.

“Come here” he says lifting you off the ground bridal style.

“Christian!” you squeal surprised in a hushed tone. The streets were empty but you still felt kind of embarrassed as he carried you to your apartment and up the stairs. You buried your face into his neck while wrapping your arms around his neck as well.

“Here” he says putting you down. You wobble a little when your feet hit the cold concrete, making Christian cautiously hold onto your waist again. You hand your pumps to him, searching for your key in your handbag.

He waited patiently until you unlocked the door and stood in the doorway, taking your shoes from him again and placing them behind you on the floor.

“Thank you” you say yawning covering your mouth with your hand.

He gave you a warm smile. “Go sleep.” He says caressing your cheek with his thumb. You lazily lean into his hand nodding.

“I’ll call you tomorrow when I wake up okay, I think we both know there are things we have to talk about.”

You were surprised but you finally realized why the mood was so dark when you came back from the restroom back in the club. Dabin probably told Christian he was being a dick, and it worked.

You nod. “Okay” unexpectedly Christian pulls you in for a hug again, wrapping his arms around you, holding your head close to his chest. You wrap your arms around him too and you just stand there.

How long was it? Seconds? Minutes? You didn’t know, but to you it couldn’t’ have been long enough.

He let go of you first looking into your eyes. “I’m sorry.” He said giving you one last look before walking away from you.

After you texted Dabin you got ready for bed. All night you twisted and turned under your sheets thinking of what he was sorry for. Of course you had countless occasions listed in your mind of what he could be sorry for but still it didn’t make sense.

At around 4 you finally seem to fall asleep, but only three hours after your phone started to buzz you awake.

Chapter 2 

almost every one of the dynamics between characters on b99 are an example of a healthy and good friendship/relationship and i think thats amazing tbh 

there are so many different types of friendships and interactions shown but almost every one is supportive and good in their own way, or grow throughout the show to become one, and i love that 

Cursed Child Scorbus Rec List

This really has become more of an index than a rec list, with categories of: 

Full length chaptered stories, Series, arcs, collections and short chaptered stories, Atmospheric, poetic, ficlets and drabbles, Pre-slash, Fluff, Established relationships, Flangst, Dark Angst, Humor, Holidays, Coming Out, Smut, Fix-Its/Re-Writes, and AUs

Last time I counted there were over 200 fics on here!

Basically my requirements for this list are:
Is it Cursed Child compliant, in the CC universe or do the characterizations feel close enough to CC?
No disturbing side-pairings or themes (i.e. no dub-con, abuse, drug use, infidelity or major character death. Exceptions will have warnings.)
Is it decently written, easy enough to understand and not cringe-worthy?
Did it make me smile or feel things?
Have I actually read it?

There are many stories, especially multi-chapters and WIPs, that I haven’t gotten around to yet, so this list is mostly made up of one-shots. It is my New Year’s resolution to read longer works. Feel free to add your recommendations in your reblog! Happy Holidays you wonderful little fandom! 

Note: I have categorized these fairly loosely. Some fics may fit into more than one category, but I don’t list them twice unless they are individual parts of an arc. The first section is uncategorized. They are a few of my faves, though I definitely have favorites in other categories like atmospheric and fluff, however these ones seemed slightly more complex and are a bit longer. So consider this category…


A Good Place to Start

*Best Mates- picascribit

“You deserve to be with someone who really likes you. Who thinks you’re brilliant.“

Scorpius grinned. “I’ve got you for that.”

One of the first Albus/Scorpius stories I read after CC, and still one of my favorites. This is Part 1 of Pica’s Scorbus Arc, but it is perfect as a stand-alone. The stories do get more mature.

*The First Date- rainystreetlights

“Still under the impression that you should have been the first to get a girlfriend eh? What can I say… Ladies love me.”

“Ladies tolerate you.”

‘One-Shot set in Albus and Scorpius’ sixth year at Hogwarts. When Rose doesn’t show up, Albus and Scorpius end up going on an accidental first date. Pure Scorpius and Albus fluff. Awkward conversations and a lot of strange situations’.

I love this so much. This author has seen the play and it shows. Her characterizations and dialogue are so spot on. So awkward, adorable and heartfelt!

*The Ball- torestoreamends

‘A ball is being held at Hogwarts to celebrate the end of fifth and seventh year exams. Scorpius has agreed to go with Rose, and Albus shouldn’t be as upset about that as he is. Dancing, fancy robes, obliviousness, and a small sprinkling of brotherly advice ensue.’

This is so gorgeous. Just her description of the robes slayed me. Read everything by torestoreamends!

*Seasons- starlightpeddlar

‘From the moment Scorpius and Albus get on the Hogwarts Express for their fifth year, things start to change. Albus starts to gain confidence both in the classroom and out of it, and Scorpius’ realization that he has greater feelings for his best friend threatens to leave him more alone than he’d ever imagined’.

Wonderful four chapter prequel to ‘Quietly’. Quietly is quite long and intense, but this is a nice getting together story, though it is still quite meaty and introduces important themes for the series.

*Put Your Guns Away Its Tea Time- frombluetored

‘Ginny Potter estimates it will only take three days into the Weasley-Potter family holiday for Albus to act on his feelings for his best friend. Albus estimates it will only take three days for him to die of embarrassment. And Scorpius, well. Scorpius is just glad to be there with Albus in the first place.’

I love this so much! The characters are so spot on and we get to see other Next Gen kids as well as all the grown up characters we love. Come for the Scorbus, stay for Ginny and the whole Weasley clan.

Keep reading

John and Paul related to each other as peers. Theirs was not a big brother/little brother relationship (as seemed to exist between John and George), despite the fact that Lennon was a year and a half older than McCartney.

They clearly had  the closest friendship within the Beatles, at least at first, but they couldn’t have been two more different people.

Paul was meticulous and organized: he always carried a notebook around with him, in which he methodically wrote down lyrics and chord changes in his neat handwriting. In contrast, John seemed to live in chaos: he was constantly searching for scraps of paper that he’d hurriedly scribbled ideas on. Paul was a natural communicator; John couldn’t articulate his ideas well. Paul was the diplomatic; John was the agitator. Paul was soft-spoken and almost unfailingly polite; John could be a right loudmouth and quite rude. Paul was willing to put in long hours to get a part right; John was impatient, always ready to move on to the next thing. Paul usually knew exactly what he wanted and would often take offense at criticism; John was much more thick-skinned and was open to hearing what others had to say. In fact, unless he felt especially strongly about something, he was usually amenable to change.

There were so many differences between them, I often wondered what it was that made them such great friends, unless it was simply that opposites attract.
—  Geoff Emerick, “Here, There and Everywhere, My Life Recording The Music of The Beatles”
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Inside Choices: LoveHacks Finale

After many jokes, clickbait titles, and San Francisco shenanigans, the #LoveHacks series finale has come and gone. The #LoveHacks story is one that many of us on Team Pixelberry relate to – that millennial life, amirite? – and we’re sad to see this laugh-out-loud story of friendship and love end. For a final behind-the-scenes look at #LoveHacks, read on…

This Series Finale Will Blow Your Mind! You Won’t Believe What These Writers Have To Say – ah, who am I kidding? I can’t do these clickbait titles. So how do you feel now that the series is over?

Megan: It’s definitely a bittersweet experience. We’ve been working on LoveHacks for almost a year now, and while we’re proud of what we’ve done, it feels weird to not be hanging out with Dani, Brooke, Cole, Horatio, Mark, and Sereena each week as we write new chapters.

Owen: Ditto to all of that. Writing LoveHacks felt really unique and was a lot of fun. It’s great to move on to different things, but #LH always will hold a special, ridiculous place in my heart.

What did you love about writing #LoveHacks? What did you consider the most challenging part?

Megan: I loved so much about writing LoveHacks, it’s hard to choose just one thing! Exploring the different relationships between Dani and Mark, Ben, and Leah was a lot of fun, but I think writing the friendships between the core group was my favorite. The biggest challenge for me was keeping things funny week after week (and trying to keep up with our resident jokester, Owen!).

Owen: I loved getting to write PB’s first foray into a sitcom-style story, and being able to push the jokes a bit further. The challenge for me was balancing unbridled tomfoolery with delivering the romance and drama that Choices fans love. Luckily, Megan’s an amazing Book Lead and kept us on track… Like, originally, I wanted Cole’s real name to be “Cole Minor”, so that I could joke that it sounded like “coal miner”… In retrospect, Megan was right to veto that one.

#LoveHacks was chock full of jokes, situational gags, and quirky characters. What was your favorite joke?

Megan: My favorite joke was one Owen wrote:

Owen: I loved the figurative “death” scene we did during the paintball fight! (Also I hadn’t written combat in a while, so it was fun to do a nod back to the action sequences and death scenes of Most Wanted and Cause of Death.)

Out of curiosity, who do you think you identify with the most in the #LoveHacks group?

Megan: I identify with our heroine Dani a lot, especially in Book 2. She’s at such a crossroads in her life, and there’s a lot of freedom in that, but also a lot of stress!

Owen: I like to think that Ben is essentially me, but much hotter and more Korean. This is wishful thinking of course, but I aspire to the ideal of a geek who is charming because of his geekiness, not in spite of it.

Where do you think the #LoveHacks crew is headed after the series finale? What’s your headcanon (or is it just canon)?

Megan: A sneak peek at our headcanon of the future… Flash forward to a year later. Dani, Leah, and their blog are kicking butt, and Andi interns for them after school. Ben is preparing to do a Solaris panel at the Seattle HeroCon. Mark and Isaac bond over Isaac’s success running Dopey Cat and the sequel, Dopey Cat Bros. Sereena has finally graduated, and Aiyana has moved in with her. The friends meet up for a drink at the Double Tap, and toast together just like old times.

Owen: …And also Horatio’s a cyborg now.

Give us one last #LoveHack. For old time’s sake.

Megan: Be picky. You’re worth it.

Owen: Be as strong as Sereena, but as kind as Horatio. And don’t underestimate a good cologne.

What’s next for the #LoveHacks team? Tell ussss.

Megan: Sadly, the LoveHacks team is splitting up! (RIP) But I’m really excited about my next project! I can’t say much more about it right now, but keep an eye out for something new in the coming months!

Owen: I am a wandering swordsman, going from team to team, wherever the people cry out for a hero. (I’m actually literally doing some writing on Hero with Keyan right now). But soon I’ll be teaming up with Coco from the Rules of Engagement team for a different TOP SECRET PROJECT that I am honor-bound not to disclose.

Like Brooke said, this feels like the end of an era. LoveHacks will be missed, but I’m sure the jokes, the friendship, and the spirit of Dopey Cat will live on in my heart and the hearts of many others. To everyone who took the time to read this finale post, thank you! We hope you’re looking forward to whatever’s next for Choices.

-Jessica

anonymous asked:

okay, i have a problem: i'm aromantic and i don't know how the fuck romantic love works, so idk how to write a romance without falling into the "romance is more important and better than friendship" bullshit. how is romantic love different from friendship? why do people fall in love? how does it feel? why do some people work well as friends and not as lovers? wtf i don't understand anything

Thanks so much for your question, darling!  Romantic love differs for everyone, so a few of the mods have come together to give you our opinions :)


What Defines Romantic Love?

Mod Joanna says:

Hi, love!  I appreciate this question, because it’s something I’ve been working out myself for a long time.  I’m demisexual, so I really don’t experience physical/romantic attraction to anyone until I’ve built a friendship with them.  That’s always made it difficult for me to separate romantic love from a strong friendship, because for me, they’re nearly one and the same.

But since romance is a big part of my writing (and has been for several years), I’ve learned much more about romantic love and how to separate it (fictionally and in reality) from platonic love.  In my experience, romantic love…

  • Functions, at its base, like a strong friendship.  The process of meeting a person, learning about them, becoming attached to them, desiring to spend time with them – these phases exist in all relationships. Falling in love seems to happen faster, though, because it’s accelerated by physical attraction.
  • Includes physical attraction.  Friends can be attracted to each other, but romantic, prolonged attraction grows and develops over time.  Affection tends to “blind” or warp one’s vision, so that even mundane traits or actions can become attractive.  Heres an LGF post on growing attraction!
  • Accelerates physical intimacy.  Romantic partners, after a certain amount of time together, have decreased physical boundaries between each other.  The safer two people feel around each other physically, the more affectionate and comfortable they become.  Often, couples start to think of each other as physical extensions of themselves (which is why some couples feel comfortable sharing drinks/gum/clothes etc.). This can be stronger for – but is not exclusive to – sexually active couples.
  • Fosters a deep, absolute affection for a person’s strengths, flaws, quirks, and humor.  It gives a desire to be closer to that person – to know them completely.  Romantic love is a long-term investment in someone’s hopes and dreams, and in helping them to achieve those dreams.  It’s a hope to see someone grow in good ways, to protect them from bad things, and to make them happy.
  • Inspires growth and self-love.  Feeling someone else’s affection and investment both spurs healthier life choices and alters one’s image of themselves.  People in healthy relationships are more likely to take better care of themselves, to be more ambitious and confident, and to be more content in hard times.

Ultimately, though, the biggest difference for me is the falling-in-love phase.  It’s much more rapid, and much less controllable than the beginning phase of a platonic friendship.  In contrast, the later phases of romance – facing differences and staying in love – are more trying than in extended friendship.  Being that intensely close to another person is a challenge as much as it is a pleasure.  Don’t forget that.


Mod Gen says:

Hey! When I saw this question I immediately had a few ideas, as I’m asexual
and demiromantic and relationships for me are primarily non-physical and
more about romance and friendship. For me, romance isn’t so different from
friendship – I’m in a relationship that also blurs the lines of being a QPR
(queer-platonic relationship). Our relationship started as a friendship and
slowly developed into more romantic feelings. In my opinion and experience,
relationships/romance that have a basis in friendship are usually more
successful/healthy. Usually, romantic partners are also friends, some more
so than others. For this reason, I would say friendship is equally, if not
more, important than romance in a lot of cases (in my humble opinion).
Showing that two characters who are in a romantic relationship are also
friends is very important. They should have some sort of chemistry, or
banter, they should support each other, etc. etc.

Okay, I’m about to get real sappy: for me, falling in love with someone is
beautiful. I can barely begin to put into words how much I care for my s/o,
how much I miss her when I’m not around, how I can almost feel a physical
ache when she’s not there, how much I want her to be happy. I know her like
I know myself (probably better, actually), and I just feel so calm when I’m
around her. She puts me at ease, and simply being with her can make me feel
so much better and improve my mood. We don’t even have to talk or interact.
My heart doesn’t flutter when I see her; it calms.


Mod Daenerys says:

Hey there! First off, I want to say that a strong, healthy romantic relationship should also be a great friendship. In my opinion, the best romantic relationships are built off of friendships - not to mention, in fiction it is very easy to fall into the controversial love-at-first sight trope, which it seems like you are trying to avoid. It is also my opinion that we tend to place more value on romantic relationships than we do on friendships, which are equally important, if not more important for some people.

I’m asexual, and biromantic, so relationships in my case are more focused on those friendship sort of aspects, whether romantic or platonic. As for falling in love, I think it comes down to having someone that you want to be deeply, deeply close to. You find yourself wanting to place their happiness above your own, you start thinking in terms of ‘we’ instead of ‘I’…that sort of thing. A romantic relationship seems to me to be about holding each other up, pushing each other to achieve your goals, while also giving them the space and freedom to be themselves. Falling in love with someone is to have them teach you something about yourself, about the world. There’s a certain closeness there that I think is different from friendships, and this can come through in very subtle ways.

In terms of why some people work better as friends than lovers, I think it comes down to that level of closeness. Romantic partners tend to make more collective decisions, they work towards goals together, they may eventually want to build a life together. Yet, we all have friends that we love very dearly, but we know that if we tried to take on a task like that together we would be at each other’s throats - either because we have different goals, we think differently, or we tackle problems differently, to the point that we piss each other off. There has to be a willingness to work through problems together, things that don’t always apply even in our closest friendships.


I hope some of this helps you to make the distinction between romantic and platonic love, and to really explore romantic love in your fiction :)  If you have any more questions, be sure to let us know!

- The Mods


If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask us!

Cracked After Hours got a new group of geeks who will be responsible for half the videos from now on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jZ9g9_gdYc

If you’re new to the series, the actors play characters that share their names and are partly inspired by themselves, but are otherwise highly exaggerated and fictional. I can best compare it to Cecil from Welcome to Night Vale who is played by a gay man named Cecil.

For example, real Soren is married to a beautiful blonde woman and together they make beautiful blonde babies.
After Hours Soren is a rich playboy with serious commitment issues. He had sexual tension with Katie for a while but the closest thing to a “stable relationship” he has ever had is Daniel, and their friendship did turn sexual for about two years, but they’re back to being platonic friends again.
So yeah, there are some pretty huge differences between the actors and their characters even if they share the same names. At least I hope Katie isn’t actually a latent serial killer…

So I’m looking forward to where they’ll take the new guys. All we know so far is that Kimia is hella’ weird, and that according to real Daniel his characters is in love with literally everyone from the second group. (Which means the only person in the After Hours universe who’ll never have a chance in hell of getting into his pants is Katie whom he for some reason is antagonistic towards. Maybe it’s the serial killer thing)

Also, it’s impossible to draw Cody and not make him look like a creep. Fact.

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@castiellelovesbees (for some reason I can’t tag you, hopefully you see this). Sorry for taking so long to get back to these. I really loved this prompt, thank you for requesting it!

There’s honestly so many different kinds of friendships in this series. I could jump into a long meta about the incredible diversity but I’ll keep it short by saying that the relationships between the characters are easily one of the strongest points of the series. Every relationship feels realistic and genuine and, even if they don’t get along all the time, there’s never any bad blood between anyone (Yurio, you’re not fooling anyone).

A small note on including Victuri in this set, it is my firm belief that the strongest romantic relationships are built on a solid base of friendship and trust. No matter what the beach scene may have let to, it’s a prime example of a connection of trust between the two.

And of course a bonus here too because friendships with pets are, in my opinion, just as powerful as those with other humans: