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The Tarrasque House

Context: Our team has just killed a Tarrasque, sending the world around us into demise. Animals are turning into Arcane Horrors and all nature is pretty much dead. My character Ariel (water mage) has just completed a ritual to try and determine how killing the Tarrasque caused this mess. Afterwards, one of the cultists covered the skeleton of said Tarrasque with flowers and vines using the last of his magic, creating a surprisingly lovely home inside. Ariel and dragonborne member Draxon enter.

Cultist: *is drunk and flailing about, telling us we royally screwed the pooch and didn’t heed their warnings*
Ariel: *interrupts Cultists ravings by describing a vision seen during her ritual, trying to get more clues*
Cultist: *informs us that it’s simply a fairy tale, however points us towards the forbidden lands of the cult*
Draxon: “I have a feeling we should go there.”

As our party leaves:
Ariel: “y'know, it’s lovely in here and the Arcane Horrors seem scared of this skeleton. You should open a bar here. Name it the Tarrasque House…. Did your pet just turn into a creature so horrible it’s indescribable? Come to The Tarrasque House and drink your troubles away!”
Ariel(OOC): “okay but everyone should get to come too. Like imagine a toddler drunkenly swinging about all ”“my goldfish has teeth now! Everywhere! It’s a spike ball of death!”“ And then takes a vodka shot or whatever.”

Thus nearly killing our DM

Dating Chanyeol Would Include...

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek




  • Listening to music together until 3 a.m.
  • Him constantly teasing you about how short you are compared to him.
  • Especially when you’re trying to reach something and you can’t.
  • Or when you want to kiss him but you need him to lean down first.
  • Coffee dates.
  • Lots of em.
  • Taking him food while he’s at the studio.
  • You staying with him at the studio because you want to keep him company while he works.
  • Falling asleep as soon as he starts to work.
  • You rapping his lines really off tune.
  • “Babe, if you’re gonna do that could you at least try to make it sound like you’re not dying?”
  • “We can’t all be professional rappers like you, buddy!”
  • Him giving you guitar lessons.
  • You getting frustrated within the first 20 minutes of your very first guitar lesson and almost flailing the instrument across the room.
  • “Jagi-yah, we talked about this. If you feel like throwing the guitar, hit the pillow in front of you. It helps. Just ask Chen.” 
  • *From somewhere deep within the dorm* “I HAD TO BUY HIM A NEW PILLOW!”
  •  Amazing hugs. 
  • If Chanyeol is at your house, so is Baekhyun. Learn to deal with it.
  • Makeout sessions.
  • On the counter.
  • Against the wall.
  • On your bed.
  • And of course Baekhyun always manages to walk in on you.
  • “Are you kidding me!? Can’t you do that in the privacy of your own home!?”
  • Having really stupid contact names for each other.
  • Randomly realizing that you’re literally dating a 6 year old.
  • Laying in each others arms and just running your fingers through his hair.
  • Stealing his clothes.
  • Really corny one liners.
  • Him always kissing you goodbye no matter where he’s going or how long he’ll be gone.
  • Being really close with all the members.
  • Getting made fun of for your skinship.
  • Him getting Baekhyun to help pull pranks on you.
  • You getting Chen to help pull pranks on him.
  • Both of you losing in the end because Satansoo is real and he got one on all of ya’ll. 
  • You’re pretty much a married couple without the paper. 
12x12 Episode Review - Still Screeching...this time about the colour “Peach”.

I gave my 12x10 episode review the title “Pterodactyl Screeching into the Void” because I was so happy about it I couldn’t help but scream with glee at practically every moment. I also said this: “I feel like there is so much to talk about in this episode that fandom will be chewing on it for months if not years to come.” I still believe this, I just didn’t expect that two episodes later I would be reliving this exact same thoughts and feelings. I considered 12x10 to be a one off, a glorious gift to fandom wrapped in a big destielicious bow. Clearly, we celebrate our fandom birthday only two weeks before fandom Christmas because we just got ANOTHER gift wrapped in an even BIGGER destielicious bow and I can hardly contain my glee. (baring in mind fandom Christmas falls on the tenth anniversary of tumblr and close to valentines day I can’t help but feel this was planned - PRESENTS ALL AROUND)

But anyway. Lets talk meta. Once again I am very late to the party as I doubt I will be posting this any earlier than Saturday evening when you have probably all been talking this to death for the past two days. But eh, I’m gonna do my thing and hope you all agree, or aren’t bored by now if everything I talk about is stuff already gone over by my fellow very talented meta writers.

Starting with the obvious, Director Dick Speight Jr and Writer Davy Perez made this episode an homage to Tarantino movies. Specifically Reservoir Dogs which has so many ties to this episode both visually and subtextually that it is kind of difficult to keep track of my thoughts on it. I have to confess, I hadn’t ever watched Reservoir Dogs all the way through prior to watching the episode because it never really interested me. However, after watching the episode for the first time Friday lunch time I decided that it was in my best interests as a meta writer to give it a go. I watched it and tried to take in everything Tarantino was saying and doing with this movie… 

Being a meta writing, destiel shipper with heteronormative goggles permanently removed since watching this show guess what the first thing I picked up on was? That’s right Mr White and Mr Orange… what WAS going on there anyway? Because these guys didn’t know each other very long but they became VERY close by the time of the heist. Poor Freddie and Larry. Such doomed tragic lovers… do we have a ship name for them yet? Frarry? Leddie? Or maybe just “peach” (hence my title)

I believe that when Perez was writing this episode he had a SPN character in mind for each character in RD (mostly anyway). Cas is obviously Mr Orange (the bleeding out from the stomach thing gives it away as does Davy’s tweet here. Here is who I think the rest of the characters are supposed to be:

Dean – Mr White (duh)

Mary – Mr Pink

Wally – Mr Brown

Sam – Nice Guy Eddie maybe? I struggled here

Crowley – I wanna say Joe. (though I also kinda think Ketch would be Joe here… its not too obvious)

Remiel – Mr Blonde (“yellow” hair)

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First Kiss - Haechan

A/N: First Haechan scenario on here!

Word Count: 227

Originally posted by haenyan

“It’s shorter-” Donghyuk remarked, gawking obnoxiously.

Grinning, you ran a hand through your tresses.

“It’s cute,” he mused, toying with the ends of your hair tantilizingly.

He smiled, his gaze sweeping over your soft features in adoration. His gaze halted as your pink tongue darted out to wet your supple lips. He mimiced the action, his lips suddenly feeling dry.
You cleared your throat, noticing his attention was elsewhere.
His gaze darted to the floor in response, embarassed he was caught ogling.

“Tie your shoes!”

You grimaced at his obnoxious order, rolling your eyes playfully.

“I don’t want you falling,” he paused, his lips stretching into a thin grin, “-for anyone else but me.”

Playfully, you shoved his shoulder, letting out a weak chuckle.

“I’m serious.”

His features turned placid, his eyes conveying his sincereity. Gently, he leant in, his gaze darting to your lips once again causing you to swallow thickly.

“Are you going to kiss-”

He interupted you, flailing childishly.

“Don’t interupt the scene like that, we were about to have a moment,” he whined.

Your eyes fluttered shut, your lips puckering childishly.

“This will be our first kiss,” Donghyuk whispered frantically.

“Why are you whispering?!”

Letting out a deep breath, Donghyuk leant in, gently letting his lips meld with your own. Time seemed to halt as blood rushed to your cheeks.

Awkwardly, he broke away, a gentle smile illuminating his features.

“Say something,” you whispered.

“Your lips are soft,” he murmured quietly, making you giggle.

He rest his forehead against your own, his eyes shining in contentment. His hands found your sides, making you squirm in his grasp.

“One more,” he bargained, stilling.


Eric's grades

Eric Harris’s grades were much better than those of that slacker, Dylan Klebold, as this transcript from the beginning of Eric’s senior year demonstrates (JC-001-026316).  His GPA at that point was 3.314 (a B+ average), while Dylan only had a 2.74 (B-) in the middle of his senior year.  (I can’t seem to find Eric’s SAT scores, or even whether he took the test.)

In addition, Eric’s senior grades were also very good, with 3 A’s and 2 B’s at the end of first semester, a 3.6 GPA (JC-001-026323).

Even as he was deep into the planning and execution of his plan to blow up Columbine, Eric kept up his grades, as shown by his last progress report on April 9, 1999, Eric’s 18th birthday (JC-001-026315), with 2 A’s, a B+, a B, and only one C, a 3.26 GPA.

Yet Dylan, with his slacker attitude and mediocre grades, was the one who got into college, while Eric, the “brains” of their particular plan, kind of flailed about aimlessly about his future.  Of course, we know why that was in retrospect (he wasn’t planning on being there for his future!), but at the time he could have easily gotten into the University of Colorado or Colorado State University.  Instead he was trying (whether genuinely or halfheartedly) to get into the US Marines or suggesting he might go to a 2 year community college instead of a 4-year institution.

Eric remarks on his future (JC-001-026016):

THIS is what I am motivated for, THIS is my goal, THIS is what I want “to do with my life.” – 11/22/98

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things I like to remember when I am sad:

- June Hovick mentally refers to Ernest and Maks as “her boys”
- in a conversation with Ernest, Maksim calls June “our lady”

anonymous asked:

hi tink! i was reading the spoilers for 13x06 which mention something like "Dean living out his wild-west fantasy" and I couldn't help but remember a J2 panel from this summer. A fan asked if Jared would ever direct something, and he said he'd direct Jensen and misha in a romcom (!! shipper Jared !!), and Jensen wanted it to be a western/romcom with him and Misha. So basically, their reunion and subsequent wild west adventure in 13x06 XD thoughts? :P Love your meta!

Oh yeah we are all falling about flailing about how this WHOLE SEASON is a huge western / destiel romcom and it’s hilarious :p

The girls and I are having a western watching party for 13x06 just saying ;)

Originally posted by thejabberwock

What if.....?

What if, in every fandom universe that we love and adore, we are a fandom and they want our lives?

Dean, Sam and Cas watch a show about your brother and his friends in school and their biggest worry is whether or not they’re going to pass their maths test, and not demons plotting the end of the world.

Harry, Ron and Hermione read a muggle story about your group of friends who go shopping together and just laugh, and have fun, and don’t need to worry about family or friends who might get killed by an evil wizard.

The Avengers read a comic about you and your struggle to find out who you are, and what you want, while never having to worry about saving the world or any villain trying to destroy it. 

The Guardians of the Galaxy watch a movie about us as we giggle and yell and cry and flail about over superheroes, wizards, hunters, time lords, high functioning sociopaths, cartoons, anime’s, and a whole other things that would that too long to mention, and we don’t have to worry about trying to stop the power of the galaxy from getting into the wrong hands.

All of them smile fondly at us, all of them laugh at our jokes, all of them cry when we do, and all of them sit on the edge of their seats wondering if we’ll pass that test, if that t-shirt we want is in stock, if we overcome our social fears, if the new episode of our favourite show is good or not, and what our reaction will be. They think: ‘Sure, their life isn’t always the best, and they might not always be happy, but it’s a life I want’

They don’t understand why we want lives like theirs.

‘What’s so good about my life?’ They think

Why would they want to give up that for this?

What if?

Restaurant Rebels

*if any of you have seen that clip of corpanga, this will be VERY familiar to you.*

“Thank you for all of this Farkle, it’s so sweet.” Riley smiles, gently placing her palm on top of the back of his hand.

“You’re welcome. It was actually Lucas’ idea. I wonder how they’re getting on.” Just as Farkle mutters the end of his sentence, a growl comes from the other side of the room, causing everyone including them to turn and stare to where a ferocious tiny blonde was standing her ground.


“But what about-”

“NO LUCAS! This is the fifth time we have visited this stupid restaurant this week! What are we even celebrating now? Is it the first time we met? The first time we kissed? What, what is it?” Maya was flailing her hands about, her tight black dress riding up due to the sheer exaggeration she was putting into her speech (she almost toppled over in those very high red heels).

Lucas peered down at his crossed hands nervously, like a little boy who had stolen a cookie. “It’s the anniversary of the first time we ate here.” But then he looked up and squinted. “And you’re about to get us kicked out! From our place. From our base. From our HQ!”

Maya raised an eyebrow at him, trying not to laugh so that she could get across her point. That bloody eyebrow she gave him scared the crap out of him, he had to admit.
“Lucas, I am fifty years away from eating here ! I don’t want all these anniversaries and special dinners and stuff, I just want to grab a pretzel from the cart round the corner and a pint of probably out of date ice cream from Bob’s Late Night Superstore.”

Her voice was still very loud, ringing out throughout the restaurant and the old woman in the floral blouse behind them was not impressed, as she loudly sipped her tea.

“Equweeese me ma'am but could I just ask you to lowe-” Maya turned to him, her arms crossed and eyes squinted right towards the fat Italian man, who had tanned skin and a big, bushy brown moustache proudly branching from his chubby upper lip.

“Grrrr.” She growled at him, gritting her teeth together like a bear and the man’s hands were surrendered, running off like a shot. “LUCAS! I’m yelling at you and you don’t even care!”

Riley was anxiously biting her lip. Sure, Maya and Lucas had been together a lot longer than her and Farkle, the two were very fast moving people. But, she had personally never seen them argue, only over petty things which were easily resolved and she knew that her best friend had quite the temper when she needed or wanted to.

“I think I’m going to go over there and see if I can try and stop Maya smashing a crystalline champagne flute over Lucas’ head.” Riley sighed, preparing to put her napkin on the table. Farkle softly placed his hand on her knee, stopping her before she went.

“I think they’ve got this actually…” He murmured, trying to watch what was happening. “Really?” Riley questioned, and he replied with just the nod of a head.

“Lucas! C'mon say something! I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t want to have to dress up and do my hair in anything but a messy bun and sweat pants. I’m YELLING and you’re doing nothing!” She exclaimed, her hands still flailing about, but Lucas could only focus on how absolutely gorgeous she looked when she was angry.

The way her eyes shone with mischief and her rouged lips poured words at an ungodly speed, most of which he wasn’t hearing because he was so focused on how that dress hugged her so perfectly and the way her neatly curled locks were getting looser and wilder. All this until a small, pale pair of fingers snapped right in his eyes, making him jump for heavens’ sake.

“Jesus Christ…” He muttered under his breath. Maya was a lot of work (worth it though, of course).
“Well, I happen to think I can be angry very well thank you.” She raised her eyebrows once again, a gesture telling him to go on and show her what he was made of.

“ Grrrr.” He tried his best to impersonate the growl she had come out with earlier and he thought he had done pretty well until Maya burst out into a round of giggles.

“You call that a growl ? That’s like not even Simba learning to roar for the first time.” She chuckled, making a reference to their favourite film to watch together.

“Why can’t we just go home and watch the lion king and be normal, Lucas?” She sighed, not very angry anymore, but still enjoying winning.

He has a cheeky smirk across his cheeks, one that only means trouble and he nods his head slowly. “Alright. Okay, sounds like a plan. But, you have to do this first!” He says.

“What? What do I have to-” But she was cut off by Lucas swiping the tableware (including the crystalline champagne flutes) and lying Maya on the table before jumping on top of her and attacking her lips, much to her surprise. A round of applause and a whoop came from the old lady in the floral blouse behind them, because as much as it disturbed the old lady, it reminded her of her and her husband when they were younger.

No. She wasn’t sure how she ended up making out on a fancy restaurant table. Yes. She did enjoy making out on a fancy restaurant table.

After he had finished, he pulled away leaving them both breathing deeply. “You little restaurant rebel eh?” She smirks, jabbing him in the chest jokingly with her finger. “Don’t get used to it.” He replied, picking her up off the table and staring at the mess on the floor.

He whisked her off her feet bridle style and ran out the restaurant, placing 70 bucks on the table before flying out, whilst still making out.

Riley and Farkle turned to each other in shock what had just happened. How had they gone from yelling at each other to making out on the table?

“We don’t know them!” Riley clarified before collecting her coat and purse and dragging Farkle to hurry after them.

First Comes Love Pt. 2 (Peter Parker x Reader)

Thank you @agentkenziecaptainamerica​ for wanting a sequel to begin with, and for waiting this long. I hope that despite my negative view on it, that you still like it. Anywho, enjoy, Munchkins!

Summary: Two months later, your friendship with Peter couldn’t be stronger, but as he helps you for upcoming auditions, you begin to realize, maybe you don’t want to be just friends. (My Hamilton obsession is showing)

Warnings: Maybe swearing. Definitely teasing. No smut, as Peter is literally 15. (Let me know if there is anything you need to be tagged. I want you to feel comfortable reading my work.)

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anonymous asked:

I don’t really have a question, more like I want your opinion on one of my meta/headcannons? So, Jack gloms onto Cas pretty fast. Unless Jack can determine good from evil from inside Kelly (another topic entirely), what attracts him to Cas? Even if Dagon wasn't nice to Kelly, at least she kept her safe (ish). So, my headcanon is that there is residual grace from lucifer in all of the vessels he inhabited, namely Cas and Sam. Like, he recognizes it as something of his father's. (1/2)

(2/2) I also choose to believe that Jack isn’t evil just because Lucifer is; Lucifer wasn’t born evil anyway. So, maybe Jack will be attracted to Sam, feel safe in his presence, in the same way, using his father’s chosen vessel as a placeholder for his actual father. What do you think attracted Jack to Cas? (I love your meta, keep up the awesome work! :D)

Wow, all the questions :D Well, here’s my opinion based on my understanding and reading of the whole show and Jack’s story so far.

1. Jack zoning in on Cas - it could be that it’s due to Lucifer’s grace but that kind of takes away from the point of it…because imo it’s to do with CAS.

Jack is a catalyst, an exposition for TFW.

He’s not going to suddenly be the focus of the show, he is there to tell us things about the guys we care about already. So imo he zones in on Cas because Cas is good and has good intentions. I mean even within these 2 episodes, the last and first scene we see of Cas with Dean is him caring and healing him.

Originally posted by stardustcas

Originally posted by shirtlesssammy

So yeah, Cas is trying to do the right thing (even if he is stupid for the right reasons, right? because that is Cas’ go - to, it’s what he’s always done, making some pretty crappy decisions based on doing the right thing, ultimately it all works out thanks to TFW in the end most of the time in the best way it can in SPN, leading to the next problem, but THIS time or at least, at the end…. Cas needs his OWN WIN based on doing things for the right reasons,  he needs his hero arc and personally I feel it’s likely to happen through Jack, especially if s14 or pushing it s15 is the last, but that’s just speculation, but really it doesn’t make sense otherwise, if they’re going to keep going Jack kinda has to end up bad or making something worse to keep the story going, but as it stands he is the perfect metaphor/catalyst to tie up all of TFW’s arcs and I love it, I’m so ready).

People had different pov’s on this at the time and as hiatus goes on and we learn more from where season 13 is going it seems many are coming around to the idea that Jack is a blank slate, that he showed Cas and Kelly a vision but that he did he isn’t doing it maliciously but is reaching out, that he probably doesn’t know right from wrong that well at this point, potentially he is like the good Angels were in s4 (epitomised by Cas) and thinks paradise is a good thing, that he’s helping, he doesn’t understand free will (he needs someone to teach him about free will, humanity, love… coincidence?).

( This is why we have this wild wild speculation that perhaps he could bring Cas back at first without his memories (so the “most important parts” are back, ofc, as we know thanks to the themes of this in 12x11, 12x20 and who are you as foreshadowing perhaps for this) because he wants to help Cas and doesn’t know this is wrong at this point, because he is still in this ‘paradise and peace is good’ mentality . He just wants to take away the pain, the regret, the self loathing due to his past mistakes that runs through him and has led him down this depressive arc. Then we can see who Cas really is, fun loving, sweet, confident and caring (much like Crazy!Cas imo) and he chooses to have his memories restored and we get a glorious “Dean!” revelation. Who the fuck knows, but I love this idea now @super-sootica laid it in my head and I built this freaking whole of s13 wild fanfic in my head :p )

Either way he’s brand new and acting on instinct and based on his surroundings (which is why I said that imo Jack would probably be ‘bad’ or make mistakes in the first part of s13, to mirror Sam’s arc but also because Dean would probably drive him off or make him turn angry/dark/whatever because while Sam is starting to get through to Jack Dean is so upset and angry he probably bursts into the room and starts yelling at Jack like “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO? YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU KILLED MY HUSBAND AND MY MOM!” and what did we get from SDCC? Exactly this *smugly and annoyingly pats self on the back and hopes this is actually true but has to wait and see*.

Dagon was AWFUL to Kelly, she was threatening Kelly all the time and wanted to CONTROL Jack, while also absolutely being a threat at the sandbox to them all, while Cas had smiled when touching Kelly’s stomach and Jack noticed this, making Kelly’s eyes flash in the motel - so for me Jack had noted Cas’ goodness before this point, in contrast to Dagon. The whole thing was set up for us to see Dagon as the dark parental figure mirror while Cas was the light mirror in all their interactions with Kelly being heavily mirrored. Eg. Cas getting Kelly the water, being hugely consensual and treating Kelly like her own person. Dagon is Lucifer’s stand in and Cas is Lucifer’s light mirror - so absolutely the two are supposed to be seen by Jack and by the audience more importantly, exposition ally through Jack and Kelly, as good v evil.

2. I am a huge believer in that we have no CONFIRMATION that Lucifer was ever originally evil, there’s a hint at it with the jealousy of humanity but then there’s Chuck literally saying he’s not the villain so… yeah. Jealousy does not make a person evil. Then we find out that it’s all because he just wanted his father’s love? Mirroring him to all of TFW? OK they did the story badly imo, making him whiney etc but that was the point of late s11-early s12 for Lucifer. 

Then there’s the mark that corrupted our loved and up on a fandom pedestal righteous man Dean within a year and Lucifer had it for Millenia. I mean Lucifer can be evil in the end and be killed (and it’s easer, narratively) but I think we need confirmation either way as my personal view as of right now is that Lucifer should be redeemed and/or reset as the mark did twist him beyond redemption as it stands now OR we need confirmation that he was always evil. But imo a story of redemption for Lucifer through Jack (ironically as he was his tool for evil, should be the one to redeem him and TFW through teaching Jack himself the righteous path, as our heroes) and someone else coming out of the woodwork as the actual big bad due to their own selfish, not forced upon them reasons, makes more sense. Again… SDCC hints at Michael? I’m super interested cos this fits my end of s12 theory exactly, but I didn’t think they’d necessarily do as it’s a bit convoluted but given that Dabb seems to be living in my brain… I’m intrigued.

Anyway, the idea that Jack is inherently evil is just so WRONG I can’t even…. there are 2 points, that Lucifer probably wasn’t even evil to start with and the WHOLE POINT OF THE SHOW which is that each individual can decide what they want to be and be their own person NOT based on their lineage and specifically fathers and blood. 


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Originally posted by supernatxralgifs

If Jack decides to be evil, if he turns evil for his own reasons then FINE. It makes no sense to me unless they are going to keep going with the show for a good while longer (like s15+) or don’t know what to do with s14 (imo humans as the big bad makes most sense to finish up on to really subvert the start of the show and emphasis all the social and psychological themes of the show), but I can go along with it if that’s what is necessary production wise even if it doesn’t make a ton of sense narratively, because that’s the nature of shows like this that sometimes are never ending and sometimes get randomly cancelled like Angel halfway through telling a story so it just doesn’t make sense (e.g. Fred). But him being inherently evil is just so bleurgh and against the whole principles of the show, just, no.

3. I think absolutely Jack will be attracted to Sam in that they are mirrors of each other and they will have loads of interactions that will be all about Sam forgiving himself in what he sees in Jack, understanding that he sometimes had no control, no choice over what happened but also then when he did, helping Jack make good decisions instead of the bad ones he made (demon blood, Ruby etc) and thus in his own mind ‘making up’ for them and redeeming himself.

I keep banging on about it but “see one, do one, teach one” is my mantra with Jack. Through this all of TFW will get towards their endgames imo, through teaching Jack lessons that are particular to them (Cas humanity, belonging and self worth, Sam to defy Lucifer and self forgiveness, Dean to defy your father/heritage and self acceptance).

Sorry… I am passionate about Jack and kind of flail but all the stuff we have so far about s13 confirms my wild speculation so far so I’m trying to be calm and collected whilst also being super hyped and waving my arms in the air going “SEE?!!!”. I’m excited to see what we are right and wrong about, I’m sure there will be a ton of twists and turns and a few “wow, didn’t see that coming!” moments, but as for now I’m just super excited to see how they take this and relate it to TFW’s (imo) positive endgames :D

A note about physical flaws:

We are so excited that our character-centric lists have gotten recognition and ecstatic about how many people we have helped with those lists. I do, however, want to formally apologize if the list “physical flaws to give your characters” brought anyone down.

These features aren’t meant to make your characters less attractive– it’s to make them more three-dimensional and more relatable. It’s to normalize seeing the features that you and I have in literature, so we don’t feel bad about natural things on our bodies. 

Though intent doesn’t really matter if someone is offended, so I definitely want to apologize. A better name may have been ‘physical features to give your characters,’ which I’ve already amended. Other than that, please hit up our askbox if there’s anything you’d like to suggest or even want to flail about! 

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Hello my lovelies!! Today was a crappy day but it makes me feel better to be able to release a chapter for you. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think!! I love hearing from you all!!!! ❤❤ ———————

You looked at Taekwoon. He looked just about as confused as you were. He had since stopped chasing Hyuk and turned his attention towards you.

“Noona can’t stop him anymore?! What are we going to do now?!” Jaehwan flailed his arms about, looking genuinly concerned.

Suddenly, a hand was on your forehead and you jumped at the contact. Turning slightly, you saw Hakyeon focusing on your face. His eyes changed slightly, the ice blue almost clear.

“You’re sick, aren’t you?”

His simple question confused you.

“N-Not that I know of. My throat is a little sore but I figured it was because of–” You stopped, realizing you were about to reveal what you’d done last night. Your skin heated up and you glanced quickly at Taekwoon, who only had a smug expression on his face. Of course, Jaehwan was his usual curious self.

“Because of what, Noona?” His innocent expression told you that he had no idea what you were talking about.

“Because of what she went through last night–screaming,” You shot your eyes over to Taekwoon, daring him to continue. “at JooHyung.”

A sigh of relief escaped your body. You knew Taekwoon was not one to reveal your private adventures, but you had panicked nonetheless.

“Ah~~ Of course!! Thats probably why you’re sick. You’ve been through a lot in the past few days.”

“But what does that have to do with Taekwoon being able to resist his stage name? And how can you tell that I’m sick?”

“Its one of the abilities that I have. Just like Taekwoon can help calm you down. But, you can’t control hybrids while you’re sick. We have no idea why but it just doesn’t work.” Hakyeon placed his hands on your neck and sighed. Before he could speak again, Taekwoon had walked over and removed the jaguar’s hands. Hakyeon only rolled his eyes. “Its going to put you out for a while it seems. Try not to exhaust yourself for the next few days. I’ll have one of the managers go and pick up some medicine.”

“Oh. They don’t have to do that. I can get it later. We need to figure out what to do with JooHyung first.”

“Nope. We can discuss it later. It would be better if everyone was here anyway. Jimin’s uncle has him locked up in the hospital wing of the prison and given Taekwoon’s…..help, he’s not really going anywhere right now. We can wait until you’re better.” You started to protest again but he stopped you. “And you are not leaving this apartment. You need to rest. I’ll get Hyukkie to sit on you if I have to.”

That particular comment earned a growl from the panther next to you and you laughed.

“Ok, fine. I won’t leave.” You sighed and Taekwoon smoothed his hand down the back of your head. Your body apparently liked the contact because you felt more content than usual.

“Taekwoon, stay here with (y/n). I’ll go and find Wonshik. Then we can all talk later.”

“I don’t know if I would risk bothering him right now, hyung.” Hyuk giggled along with Hongbin. Hyuk stood very still and cocked his head to the side. “Yeah, I DEFINITELY wouldn’t bother him RIGHT now.”

Hakyeon rolled his eyes and stood. “Fine. I’ll give him some time. You three can come to the practice room with me then! We definitely should work on some things.”

Their protests were loud but fell on deaf ears as Hakyeon pulled rank and ushered them out the door.

Once they were gone, you laid your head on the arm of the couch. Taekwoon came to kneel in front of you and cupped your cheek in his hand.

“I should have known you were getting sick. And I shouldn’t have pushed you so much last night. I’m a selfish guardian.”

“It wasn’t anything that I didn’t want to do. And now I can hear your heartbeat. It was worth it. You kept telling me that my body chemistry seemed off. I’m the one that didn’t listen.”

“But I still should have paid more attention.” He ran his fingers through your hair and you all bit purred at the feeling. “How about I make us something eat and we’ll just lay on the couch for the rest of the day, watching tv?”

“That sounds wonderful. I would help you but my legs still feel like jello.”

“I can do everything. Here,” He walked over and grabbed the playstation controller, “you pick something out to start with and I’ll get the food started.”

You smiled and accepted the controller.

A half-hour later, Taekwoon wandered back into th living room with kimchi fried rice.

“Kimchi is good if you’re sick. My mom always made it for me when I was sick. Hybrids don’t get sick very often so sometimes I would pretend to be sick just so she would make it.” He sat the bowls down on the coffee table and reached over to help you sit you up. You could move a little better than before but your knees felt like goo.

“Thank you. Couldn’t she tell if you were sick or not?” You accepted your plate from him and breathed in the wonderful smell.

“I’m sure she could but I didn’t think that far when I was little. She probably would have made it if I had just asked for it but for some reason I thought it was only for when I’d get sick.” He shrugged and sat down on the couch beside you.

“You’re Mom said you were a handful when you were little. Especially with girls.” You ate the fried rice as fast as you could get it in to your mouth. Either you were starving or it was just really, really good. You involuntarily made little sounds of pleasure every time a bite made it to your mouth.

“Well, yeah, I had my fair share of rebellion. I dated some but it never amounted to much.” He paused and looked at you. There was a slight glow to his eyes and you had to look away. “You know, if you keep making those sounds, we’re going to have a problem.”

Your eyes darted back over to him, wide as saucers. You smiled innocently and shrugged.

“Its not my fault the food is so good. And we can’t do anything anyway. I’m sick, remember? I would be surprised if you hadn’t already caught something.”

“I told you, hybrids don’t get sick very often.”

“Still…..Hakyeon told me not to do anything exhausting.” You finished your rice and set the plate back on the coffee table.

“He just said that because he knows what happened last night.”

“What?! How the hell does he know that?! Oh my gosh, I need to go bury myself somewhere. I can never look at him again.”

“Honey, its not much different than what we’ve been doing all along. I’m sure they all know. They just aren’t going to say anything about it.”

You smacked his shoulder and let your head fall into your hands. You were horrified. You tried not to think about what they could hear but for Taekwoon to say it outloud made it more real. You heard him laugh and he pulled you to him. You let your head fall onto his chest but still kept your face hidden.

“Come on, do you still want to watch something?”

You shook your head but he eventually won and you settled against him. His arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer. He placed a few kisses to your neck before focusing on the movie. You somehow ended up lying on the couch using Taekwoon’s legs for pillows.

Almost two movies later, you felt like a truck had run over you. Your throat was burning, your head was congested, and your body ached all over. By the end of the second movie you had turned over and buried your head into Taekwoon’s stomach. He ran his fingers over your scalp and massaged the back of your neck.

You were almost asleep when your doorbell rang. Sighing, Taekwoon lifted your head and placed one of your throw pillows underneath. You vaguely heard him talk to whoever was at the door and then heard it close.

“(Y/N)? The manager brought you some medicine. Why don’t you take it and then I’ll take you to your bed.” He didn’t wait for a response as he gently took your arms and pulled you into a sitting position. When your body left the warmth of the couch, you shivered. He quickly gave you the medication and left the rest on the coffee table. He reached forward and hauled you into his arms. Your body accepted his body heat and you clung desperately to him.

He laid you on the bed and you shivered again from the lack of warmth. He stood up and grabbed the blanket, wrapping it around your body. You gave out a weak sound of protest when he walked out of your sight.

“I’m just going to go clean up everything and then I’ll come back.”

It seemed like he was gone forever before you felt the bed dip. He laughed when you blindly reached for him. He had rid himself of his shirt and you thanked the heavens for the unobstructed path to his body warmth. You were usually cold by nature but now you were practically freezing.

“My poor, sick girlfriend. If only you would cling to me like this all the time.” He rubbed tiny circles over your back and it felt wonderful.

“I cling.” Was all you could manage and he laughed.

“I know, sweetie. I was just teasing you. Get some rest. I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

You nodded and allowed yourself to drift off to sleep to the sound of Taekwoon’s humming.


When you woke, you were beyond sore. You cracked open an eye and scanned the room. Feeling around on the bed, you found that you were alone. So much for Taekwoon ‘not going anywhere’.

You tested your limbs and was relieved to find that you could move your legs. You sat up in bed and looked around. No Taekwoon.

Easing yourself to the edge of the bed, you carefully stood. When you didn’t collapse onto the floor you tried walking. Although you were sore, you could, thankfully, still walk. First things first, you slowly walked to the bathroom and almost screamed when you saw your hair–which was now a birds nest. After taking care of everything in there you shuffled to the bedroom door.

You opened the door and searched the living room. Still no Taekwoon. This time, you slowly walked towards the kitchen and looked around there. Nope. You were alone. Pouting, you scuffled back towards your bedroom and located your phone. You were just about to pick it up to call him when you heard the door open. Making your way back to the living room, you smiled when you saw Taekwoon making his way towards the living room. When he saw you standing there, he all but ran towards you.

“(Y/N)! How long have you been awake? What are you doing walking around?”

“I just woke up about 10 minutes ago. I feel a little better. I guess it wasn’t as bad as Hakyeon said it would be. Where did you go? I thought you said you weren’t going anywhere?”

“I didn’t. For the first night. Honey, you’ve been asleep for two days.”

“What?! What do you mean two days! What the hell happened?”

“I have no idea. I’ve been freaking out. I was able to get you to wake up long enough to take some more of the medicine but then you went right back to sleep. I called JangPil and he said just to let you sleep. Then he scolded me for not taking proper care of you. And don’t even get me started on what happened when I called my Mother. I’m pretty sure I’m grounded. I had to stop her from driving up here right away. Hakyeon tried to get me out of practice but it couldn’t be avoided. I was just now coming back from the company to check on you. Are you sure you feel okay? Do you want food? I can make yo–”

You couldn’t help but laugh as you slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Breathe, Taekwoon.”

He obeyed and then reached for you, pulling you into his arms. He placed a kiss on your cheek before burying his face in your shoulder. You returned the hug and smiled. He stooped down and lifted you off the floor. You squeaked in surprise as he walked with you towards the kitchen. He placed you on the counter and moved to the fridge.

“What do you want to eat? Uhh, on second thought,” he closed the door and turned towards you, “what do you want to order? The fridge is wiped out. The guys were over here from time to time while you were asleep.”

“Anything is fine. As long as its food, I’m starving.”

You unlocked your phone and went through the many messages that you had missed. You replied to all of the get well wishes and took note of the people you would need to call back. Apparently, word had spread that you were sick.

“Okay, the food should be here soon.” Taekwoon came to stand in front you and you pulled him to you.

“I’m sorry I worried you. I didn’t mean to sleep for that long.”

He leaned back and brushed your hair from your face.

“It wasn’t your fault. You needed it. I’m just glad you feel better.” He paused for a moment and you waited for him to continue. “I had no idea what to do.”

“I know, its okay. I feel a lot better. I guess because I haven’t really been taking care of myself. I don’t really remember the last time I was sick. I know it was way before I came to Korea.”

“You know, I was thinking while you were asleep and its been almost a year since you came to Korea.”

“Really? I hadn’t even had time to think about it.”

“Well, I thought about it a lot. And I realized we have just been on one date since we’ve been together.”

“Sure we have! We went to that vacation house. And then you took me to your grandparents’ hanok.”

“Sweetie, those aren’t dates. The vacation house was with the rest of the guys and it was almost ruined by HaeJeong. And as for the hanok…..I had an ulterior motive going there. I don’t think we should count that as a date.”

You laughed at his perspective on things.

“So, you’re saying we need to go on another date?”

“No. Several other dates. Like, a lot.”

“But what about–”

He leaned forward quickly and pecked your lips.

“Dont say his name. And I’m not saying we ignore that. We just need to work it in there. I really want to take you on another date.”

“Well, I suppose we can arrange that.”

Taekwoon smiled and started to speak but was cut off by his phone ringing. He looked at the caller id and rejected the call.

“Who was that?”

“Oh, it was just Hakyeon. He wants me to go to practice with him and the others.”

“But I thought you said you just came from there.”

“I did? Oh, I, uh, don’t remember. I was probably just excited to see you. I meant that I had been to the other apartment with the guys.”

You let the subject drop but you couldn’t help but dwell on that little jump in Taekwoon’s heartbeat that told you everything.

Taekwoon was lying to you.

anonymous asked:

so...i'm kind of new to the whole TW thing (i know, i know, i'm 6 years too late) but at the beginning i was mostly just interested in sterek and read lots and lots of their fics before i started to pick up on the show. i'm on season 3 now, and every time jennifer and derek comes up on screen i feel like throwing up. one, bc i know jennifer's using der (wiki'd their character profiles, ha) and two, bc i'm jealous and upset (on stiles behalf) :c am i dumb to feel this way?

Hey anon, welcome to the fandom! <3

Trust me, that is absolutely not dumb. I feel the same way about a certain person Stiles starts dating in a season or so, on Derek’s behalf. Some people can multiship with those two but I absolutely can’t, and it hurts me to see them forced into uncomfortable relationships with other people. (Especially when those other people are kind of awful and horribly suited to them.)

The comforting thing (and also, kind of completely awful thing) about the Derek and Jennifer relationship is that I am absolutely convinced (as is fandom in general) that Jennifer is magically manipulating Derek into this relationship. That she’s using… well, I’m not sure how far you are and how much you know about the arc so I’ll stay vague, but that she’s using a spell on him to make him fall for her so quickly. (Because I mean… come on. Derek, with Derek’s trust issues, falling for someone in all of seven seconds? Not likely.)

And… ok, I want to go into details again but I won’t, but if you watch carefully at one point you’ll see Stiles break her hold on Derek. You’ll see Derek care so much specifically about Stiles, and Stiles not hurting, that Derek pushes past Jennifer’s spell and questions her. Moves against her. And that’s… ugh, that’s just a beautiful touch of Sterek, and IMO worth the arc of Derek dating someone else.

But feel free to come to me here or in chat to complain about the ick of the non-Sterekness (or flail about the awesome Sterek moments we do have!!) or anything else as you move through the series!

And keep on reminding yourself to help get you through: these other relationships are fleeting. Sterek is eternal.

thesushimonster  asked:

livia & rosaline & 10 things i hate about you au (free choice on the ships :D)

A/N: So this was huuuugely inspired by your post and is now a multichapter (hope that’s okay). Thanks for the prompt honey and hope you enjoyed this small first part!

Rosaline loved her cousin Juliet with all her heart. After all, the younger Capulet was her best friend, after Livia of course. Rosaline was protective of them, as was her uncle.

Rosaline just didn’t realize exactly how protective of them he was.

“Daddy this isn’t fair!” Juliet yelled, stomping her foot.

“Yeah, Uncle, just because Rose doesn’t date doesn’t mean we can’t! That’s beyond unfair!” Protested Livia.

The two girls were flailing about and Rosaline had to hold in her laughter at the sight. It was quite comical. However, she knew this would feel like the end of the world for the girls.

“As long as you live under my house, you follow my rules. Besides, if Rosaline ends up finding someone worthy of her, then there is definitely a chance you two could find someone worthy of you also.”

“That’s bullshit!” Juliet yelled again

“Language!” He responded back with a deathly glare that made Juliet step back. He sighed, “What’s done is done. Now I have to go to work.” Her uncle walked out the door leaving Rosaline to tend to the two angry girls.

“This is ridiculous.” Juliet said in exasperation, flopping down on the couch.

Livia turned to her sister, “Thanks for your help.” She said sarcastically.

“Hey I tried talking sense to him. He wouldn’t budge. Just relax, this won’t last long. He’ll see how ridiculous this is and change his mind.”

“Your sure about that?”

Rosaline sighed, “It doesn’t hurt to hope.”

“Well in the meantime maybe it’s time for you to finally start dating again.” Juliet offered.

Rosaline snorted, “I rather take my chance on hoping for him to change his mind.”

The two girls gave her an angry look.

This wasn’t going to go well.

Benvolio Montague loved his cousin Romeo, but the boy tended to be way too overdramatic. It usually was entertaining, but he got annoyed when his cousin started to sulk.

“Why the sad face?” Benvolio asked, taking a seat next to Romeo at the lunch table.

“Romeo’s in loooove.” Mercutio chimed in.

“Shut up.” Romeo grumbled, throwing a fry at their cousin.

“So what’s the problem? Does Juliet not like you back?”

Romeo let out a dopey grin, “No I think she loves me too.”

Benvolio furrowed his brow, “Then what’s the problem?”

His younger cousin sighed, “It’s forbidden.”

Benvolio laughed, “Forbidden? What are we in some old Marlowe play or something?”

“I’m serious. Her dad won’t let her date unless her cousin Rosaline dates too.”

He choked on his drink, making it spill a little in front of him, “Rosaline? As in "I don’t need no man” Rosaline Capulet?“

Romeo nodded.

Mercutio offered, "Well if she’s sworn men off that doesn’t mean she’s sworn girls off right? Can’t we get her to just date someone? We know our fair share of pretty ladies.”

“No, she’s sworn off dating alltogether.” Romeo replied, glumly.

This poor sap, thought Benvolio.

“Well, maybe we can convince her to date someone anyways. After all we are very persuasive.” Mercutio winked.

Benvolio snorted, “Convince Rosaline Capulet of anything? Fat chance.”

“I don’t know, we are very convincing. But if we do this we’re going to need reinforcements.”

Apparently “reinforcements” came in the form of the school’s royalty, Escalus and Isabella.

Benvolio had to admit it was a good idea since they used to be close to the Capulet daughters. They would know more about them than he or his cousins would.

“So let me get this straight. You want someone to date Rosaline so Romeo can date Juliet?” Esculas asked.

The three Montegues nodded.

He blinked, “Yeah good luck with that.”

“Come on, we need your help. Please?” Romeo practically begged.

“Yes, come on, don’t you want to help young love?” Benvolio offered.

“I think we should do it.” Isabella chimed in. Esculas looked at his sister, making her shrug, “What? Even though we haven’t talked much since we came back, they’re still are our friends. We should help them be free to date.”

Esculas sighed, “Fine, we’ll help. But who do you have in mind to woe our dear Rosaline?”

“Benvolio.” Both Romeo and Mercutio said at the same time.

He immediately turned to give his cousins a “what the hell?” look.

They just smiled at him.

Benvolio sighed. Well shit.