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huggybug · 2 years
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the ride to luke’s couldn’t have been any longer. when the driver pulled up to his place you both practically jumped out of the car, probably making it very obvious to the driver what was happening. he went to unlock the door, fumbling a couple times before he got it. he slammed the door behind him and without looking he said to you, ”bed.now. if i turn around and see you still have a thread of clothing on, i won’t be very happy.” you did as he said and waited on the bed for him. ”okay, lukey im ready.” “we’ll start when i say we’ll start,” he shot you a glare. you didn’t mind. you knew he was a big softie, he was just in..a different mood tonight. it was exciting to see him like this. he slowly walked over to you, taking off his shirt. ”here’s what we’re gonna do,” he started as he began to undo his pants, ”we’re gonna make out without touching each other. the first person that gives in loses and the other is the one who’s really in charge in this relationship since you want to fight, thinking you could take charge and tell me what to do. if i win, i get to do what i want, and you keep your hands to yourself. clear? ” you nod. ”is that okay?” his eyes soften, he would never force you into doing something you didnt want to. you nod again. he shot you a look but said nothing. his face said it all, so you responded with words. ”yes, baby.” he smirked and sat on the bed next to you. it didn’t take long for your lips to come clashing together. the kiss became heated. you were so sure you were gonna lose. you needed him so much right now. you proved yourself right when you found your self wrapping your arms around his shoulders and going down to his neck. he gently pushed you away and looked at you. he raised his eyebrows, ”oh?” he smiled and your heart began to pound. you didn’t know what he was going to do but you knew whatever it was it was, it was gonna be bad or good. “well atleast that’s settled,”he said, standing up, leaving himself in only his tight boxer briefs, his bulge visible. he was an angel standing in front of you.he got back on the bed and hovered over you. he began kissing you from your cheek, down to your stomach. he went back up to your lips and began grinding his clothed cock on your clit. he stopped when a little moan left your mouth. he started kissing your neck again, this time stopping on your bikini line. he went back up to your stomach and back down, stopping right over your clit. the feeling of his warm breath was driving you insane. ”luke, pleeeease,” you whimpered. he laughed, ”oh baby, when im through with you, you’re gonna be screaming my name louder than you screamed briss’s. little brat.”
okay..ONE MORE PART I PROMISE IM SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG. i just have a really hard time writing the actual sex part HAHAHA im trying to make it as less cringey as possible
OKAY IM SO SORRY ITS TAKEN ME SO LONG!! i literally just got home😭
LUKE IS SO SOFT🥹🥹🥹 WHAT A CUTIE
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queenharumiura · 5 months
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GET TO KNOW NEO
name — Neo and on some other blogs An-chan
pronouns— She/her
preferred comms — I get webhooks alerts to replies and asks, and tumblr very rarely alerts me to ims, but it is available to those who prefer communications via tumblr. Discord is the most reliable.
name of muse — Haru Miura on this blog and many more that i'm too lazy to list out on other blogs.
experience in RP — Around 16 years I think. Crazy as it is, I started out on Quizilla when you used to be able to message people. Then I moved to a proboards site when a friend invited me to join one she created. Was there for a long time. Dabbled a bit in RP'ing with a group on DeviantArt. Did a bit of skype rp from there. Then I moved to tumblr rp. I may have attempted to dabble in discord RP and ye- it's not exactly for me, but I can do it. I hate feeling limited though.
best experiences— Any iteration of: "You know, you made me change my mind on how I see Haru." Truly, the biggest serotonin boost I'd ever need in life. This is my goal in life. What I aspire to do with my writing. Not RP, but I got a Haru hater to like Haru after reading a few of my fics years back. You thought you were going to hate read and give hate? Jokes on you, I OPENED YOUR EYES.
pet peeves/dealbreakers — If you've reposted fanart without credit nor permission and i've talked to you about it and you dismissed my concerns about reposting fanart, i'll instantly block you. It's in my rules for a reason. Tho- I suppose that's just breaking my rules so maybe it doesn't count as a dealbreaker?
Not necessarily a peeve but more of a turn off, but I really don't like it when someone has the repeat energy of 'No one would want to rp with me, I don't see why I bother,' 'Did anyone miss me? No? Okay' etc. It probably sounds petty of me, but I don't like it. It dismisses the efforts of those who have been trying to connect to you, and I come onto tumblr to have fun, so I don't want to come here and feel bogged down. The energy actually disheartens me and brings my own mood down because I end up sympathizing with them too much. For the sake of my own mentality, I end up distancing myself.
muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — I enjoy fluff and angst a lot. Smut... depends... on the muse... and relationships... and how comfortable I am with the mun. I'm big shy in general so it can take time to warm me up to talking about smut in regards to muses. Once I'm used to talking to you about it and i'm comfortable with you, i'm pretty open about it. Truly, I'm big on troll humor though, so crack humor kinda threads really have my heart. If you wanna talk smut with me, you gotta be the one to bring it up because 99.5% of the time, it won't be me bringing it up first.
IF we aren't shipping, then you better hope one day I even reblog a risque meme for you to inquire about it. I'm a lil wary about talking about it to begin with.
plot or memes — Plots, as some of us know that i'm not very keen on memes as my relationship with the inbox is not positive. Still working on it though, one blog at a time. Memes are fun when i'm in the mood for them. This goes for reblogging them or sending in to people.
long or short replies — Both are fine with me, and both are great in their own right. Long ones are nice as they give you a lot to explore but it also takes a while to reply to and it can tire me out. Short threads are short and simple. They're nice, and then you get me being suddenly inspired and whoops- suddenly it's a long thread. (short replies = 3 paragraphs in my mind).
best time to write — I'm finding myself to be more active in the night hours, so the PMs. I do tend to be high inspiration in the AMs, but i'm usually at work or low energy. So that's when I spend the time thinking of what i'll write and then stow those ideas for when I do have the energy.
are you like your muse?: I've been told that I'm very much like Haru, and it's mostly in some habits, i'd say. Haru is a way better human than I am. Fit for life. I, a dehydrated prune is not fit for life. We both share our troll heart, our tendency for conspiracy thoughts, dramatics, speaking in third person and such. Basically, consider me the unhealthy introvert AU for Haru.
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shotorozu · 3 years
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OKOK I WAS READING THESE HQ THREADS THEN I SAW IT ON TIKTOK (IF THAT MAKES SENSE) Basically you ask ur bf for these feminine products that don’t exist (ex: coochie cleaner 3000) IM SORRY LMFAOO I WAS WONDERING IF U CAN DO BAKUGOU,SHINSO AND A CHARACTER OF UR CHOICE,HERES THE TT DONT MIND MY PROFILE THAT WILL MOST LIKELY SHOW UP IF U COPY N PASTE THE LINK https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMe6U22uM/
getting non-existent feminine products
(tiktok prank)
character(s) : amajiki tamaki, bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi (bnha)
legend : [Y/N = your name] afab! reader, but they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned
headcanon type : crack, fluff (x reader)
note(s) : i choose tamaki because i’ve been lacking with him lately but NWNDNWKX please this trend is so funny 💀
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amajiki tamaki
the fact that he even has to get you feminine products was enough to make him blush
yeah, even though he had to get you feminine products in the past— he’s still quite shy about getting them in the grocery store (it’s the stares, not the concept)
WHAT MORE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO PRANK HIM?? poor tamaki
“tamaki, could you buy me more feminine products?” and he stops in his tracks, and a blush spreads on his cheeks “s-sure. what do you want me to get?”
“cooch pouch version 2.”
he blinks, and it looks like he has to pass out, “c-come again?”
“cooch pouch version 2. it’s in purple and pink packaging, tama!” the fact that you’re not even the slightest bit of embarrassed, makes him shake.
“okay, bunny. just stay here.” he sighs, and gets out of the car— and that’s when tamaki set off to get you ‘cooch pouch version 2’
he was looking around the feminine product isle, and he was literally about to ditch everything, run back to the car and cry himself to sleep, when he couldn’t find ‘cooch pouch version 2’
“may i help you, sir?” an employee finally decides to offer their services, when they noticed that tamaki was stuck in the isle for quite sometime.
okay tamaki. you’re a part of UA’s big three. there’s no need to be nervous because of this. he reassured himself first, before asking “d-do you have c-cooch pouch version 2?”
the employee blinks, “uh. cooch pouch version 2?” they ask again, and tamaki— very reluctantly, nods.
the walk back to the car felt shameful. “so? did you find it?” you discreetly film his reaction, and he shakes his head, absolutely mortified
“they,, didn’t have it.” tamaki whispers, a very aggressive blush on his face was evident. “i’m so sorry, bunny. they were nice, and i really tried—”
you just laugh. “no, it’s okay tamaki. you don’t have to look anymore.” you reassure him, patting him on the shoulder
you had to reassure him on your way back home 💀 he was just so mortified. you just agree to yourself that you’re never going to do that again
but on the brighter side, the tiktok did well, gathering 800k likes and 2.5M views. the comments were laughing at him, but they also felt REALLY bad
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bakugou katsuki
katsuki’s already your errand boy, when it came to feminine products. he’s practically desensitized to it. even though he acts like he’s so annoyed by it
he’s so confused when he hears ‘super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition.’ and he’d like to say that he isn’t judging you
but he is, and it’s hard. “the hell’s that?? what are you even putting down there??” and you chuckle at his reaction
“don’t tell me you’re wussing out— on feminine products,” you tease, and he knows that. but he still rolls his eyes
“shut up. i’ll go get them, you’ll see.” he claims, opening the car door and marching off the to store
when he enters the feminine products section, he practically scans every single row for the packaging that has super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition on it’s front
but then there’s none. so then, that’s when his ruby red irises scan again, and again.
and of course, katsuki radiates intimidating energy— so no one dared on asking him what he was looking for especially in the feminine products section
katsuki— wanting to find the product, hesitates on asking for help, but he does anyway.
the employees blink, but they don’t want to question his motives— the expression on his face was enough to make them search the entire isle
afterwards, katsuki angrily marches back to the car— a slight blush showcased on his cheeks, most likely coming from shame
“so?” you have your phone in one hand, but it’s not very obvious that you’re filming him. “did you get it?”
“you.” he opens the car door, and slides right in, “you. humiliated. me.”
you laugh at his expression, “so i’m guessing that’s a no?”
“DUMBASS, SUPER JUMBO TAMPON DELUXE; RIBBONED EDITION DOESN’T EVEN EXIST. I LOOKED LIKE A FOOL.” he exclaims, irritated and humiliated by the entire encounter
and when you revealed that it was a prank, he,, wasn’t very pleased.
katsuki takes away your kissing privileges, and he’s in a rather silent mood for the rest of the day— but he says he’ll forget about it, if you’ll cook him dinner
you posted the tiktok after you got home, and everyone just assumed you passed away in the hands of your boyfriend 💀 at least you’re tiktok famous now
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shinsou hitoshi
again, also very desensitized to the idea of getting you feminine products— since, it’s not something that you can CONTROL freely
and he’s not in the right place to judge you anyway
he won’t make a big deal out of it, hitoshi will just get your products, and then camouflage it with things from the snack isle
so, hitoshi’s questioning you— when you asked him to buy ‘urethra padding cleanser’ since he’s also familiar with the feminine products isle
he wasn’t aware on what THAT even was, it’s pretty obvious— due to the fact that his eyes were wide like saucers.
“kitten, do you need to go to the doctor?” he asks— he’s half joking, but he’s also half serious because wtf is a urethra padding cleanser??
“no,” you shake your head, “you said you wouldn’t judge.” you fein being bashful, and this seems enough to trick him
“right, sorry kitten. it’s just very concerning that you’d need something like that”
you blink, and he raises his hands up in defeat “i’ll,, try to find it.” even though he isn’t very convinced that he’d find it
he enters the isle, and he scans every single row— and to no one’s surprise, he can’t find it
hitoshi decides to look around again, and when he turns around— there’s a clerk there, smiling at him, and also at his assistance
“hello! do you need help in finding something?”
thank you, store employee. he’s glad he doesn’t have to ask “i,, guess you could say that. uh, does this store have a ‘urethra padding cleanser’?”
the store clerk looks at him like he’s gone mad. “uh,” they look through the isle once again, “i’ll be right back, we’ll need some assistance.”
it doesn’t take long for him to realize that ‘urethra padding cleanser’ doesn’t. even. exist.
he decides that it’s probably best for him to buy some snacks— because leaving the store empty handed feels weird to him.
the tall man apologizes to the staff as he leaves, and the walk back to the car is basically one long walk of shame
“it doesn’t exist,” hitoshi’s quick to say, placing the snacks in your lap— “urethra padding cleanser doesn’t exist. i should’ve trusted my gut.”
you snicker, and you’re glad that you’re filming his reaction— because the look on his face is just priceless. “did you ask for help?”
“i did, actually. they looked at me like i was on some weird shit,” he turns his head, and he’s now facing you “i’m never doing that again.” even though he actually goes back your next cycle, and gets you everything
when you finished recording the tiktok— and also when you revealed that it was all a prank, hitoshi looks SO done
“who would’ve guessed,” he sighs, laying his head on your shoulder “you got there, Y/N. i’ll give you that.” and you’re lowkey lucky that he loves you a lot to not even care 💀
you upload the tiktok in the following hours, and it does great. the comments were mostly laughing at his reaction at the end and they were also sympathetic for him
it somehow managed to get to kaminari’s fyp— considering that he sent you a video of him laughing hysterically the tiktok 🗿
needless to say, hitoshi will ask you if it IS a real product, the next time you make him buy products with,, weird and questionable names
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youranxiousnerd · 3 years
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The Transformation Thoughts
bc hsmtmts said gay rights
spoilers below
yesss seb doing the recap
wait did seb just say he was crying?!?! give him a hug 
cow baby!!!
wow miss jenn and seb having a civil conversation
Natalie is back!!
ej and ricky with the mask
kourtney’s outfit!!!
ashlyn’s outfit...
ahh so the awards and the show are separate, good, that’s how it works
RICKY’S SHIRT!?!?!?! 
i love it
ricky is lgbt do not try to convince me otherwise
ASHLYN IS SINGING IT IS BEAUTIFUL
like pop off
ricky and the mask
that mask is the true villain in season 2
“Belle, I-” flops
Ashlyn is carrying the scene, she is such a good Belle
how is ricky allowed on stage oh my god
the cap
that damn mask
“It’s okay, it was just my face”
Miss Jenn is hanging on by a thread
finally some ashlyn and ricky content
“Which they will” buddy have you faced the music? Have you seen Ricky?
“I think I might have been playing Troy at one point”
Miss Jenn needs help from someone who isn’t a teenager
“Mother is freaking out” High school theater at it’s finest
“There is math involved”
“OH” 
sassy seb
i can’t with east high’s tech crew, what are you doing?!?!
and why are the actors figuring out the tech stuff?!? i’m sure kourt, big red, ashlyn (she knows all), and seb (he lives on a farm) know what to do. 
the crew cannot be that bad
btw here are my thoughts on this scene
guys it is ashlyn’s house not yours
portwell shoulder bump
ASHLYN I LOVE YOU
OH SO NOW YOU HAVE DRILLS
WHERE WERE THEY WHEN THE TECHIES STARTED USING GLUE ON PLYWOOD!?!?!?!
I WANT ANSWERS
i. cannot. with. this. show.
lily wtf
“is this too weird” yes
like why?
lily like actually shut up
big red’s “wtf”
let her be evil damnit
“i’m just not well liked here” i wonder why
that was really weird, anyways
“he gets weird around tools”
me too
no give big red the drill he knows how to use it
someone write a fic about the girls and seb’s chaotic target run
why don’t you have a blackout and dramatic music and lights for the transformation, i know it isn’t award level but if done right it can be pretty dope
“I don’t know if my parents will be okay with me being at a co-ed sleepover”
“Chip, this is your mother speaking, go call your mother”
HE DID THE FINGER GUNS
GAY TABLE SIT AND FINGER GUNS THEY DID THEIR RESEARCH
ashlyn’s bucket
CARLOS GAY TABLE SIT
OH MY GOD
they’re so gay soulmates
let big red have his skateboards
“i need to talk to seb at some point but it can wait” honey no it can’t wait seb is on the verge of a breakdown
wait they havent talked in a week
Im a hypocrite ive been dancing around someone for three years
“You’re still at school”
“I’m worried about my children” “She means us”
such a high school theater thing (like i got married during high school theater, we had a family tree)
“ah, Sebby”
“Now I’m pretty sad” give him a hug
the girls ship seblos
“But, I guess he has to be, out of default, right... there’s not a lot of choices for a boy like Carlos, here, at East.”
alright here come the tears 
why...why couldn’t he say “gay” or “queer” or “lgbt”?!?!
“Not so good at saying the feelings part out loud”
shiz that hit close to home. 
Seb is just making me cry today, isn’t he?
wait so we’re just going to change the subject? coming from a queer person, opening up about your problems about your sexuality is hard. like, there are things that happened years ago im just telling people. 
“You’re my sister, he’s my cousin”
it seems everyone except nina knows about the chocolates. imagine gossip time when gina told people write a fic
Nini just stop talking. It wasn’t a big deal, simple mistake. Not everything has to be big and dramatic
and wasn’t she just asking about Gina and Ej? 
Nini for the love of god it is not something to read into.
“The farmer type”
Ash and Red exchanging gossip
wait... why are they texting about this?
“Why wouldn’t he say something to me?” It’s a hard conversation to have. “hey are we together just because i’m your only option?” 
“Okay, pretty boy” HE CALLED HIM PRETTY BOY
RICKY!!!!!!!!!!
!!!
carlos and gina chaotic siblings
give ej a hug 
“Sweet boy”
im so glad the guys are talking about their feelings.
Why a sleepover? It’s more of a hangout.
“Verging on failure”
jennzara therapy
slowwww burn
you go from hand holding to fist bump
disney please release an acoustic version of “let you go”
so it’s just carlos and ricky chillin’ at big red’s house?
do not play let you go for nini
do. not.
“You guys are a hallmark movie”
for once ricky is being smart
“the look on your face when you were talking about Seb tonight” smiles
he is so whipped
“I think you and Seb have something worth fighting for...bro”
that was so sweet and then there is bro
i love this show
“Sorry, I’m adjusting to being called bro” 
him and seb being awkward about feelings... that is a high school relationship
i love ricky in this scene
“Yeah, let’s just write”
ASHLYN CALLED BIG RED BABE AWWWWW
nina shut the actual hell up
“It’s in the costume shop, somewhere” mood
“Thank you, 15″ THEY SAID THE THING
GAHHHH
I LOVE IT
howie and kourtney oh my god what is happening
 “and begging”
“hi” he’s so nervous oh my lord.
he is so awkward around seb 
it’s like a switch
“Do you want to get risotto with me sometime” OH MY GOD THATS ADORABLE
GINA BABY HE LIKES YOU 
GINA HONEY!!!
AWWW THAT WAS ADORABLE
PORTWELL YESSSS
gina’s little run
“Am I in trouble?” 
they’re so nervous 
oh my god its time
“You keep it all bottled up” GUYS I CANT ARGGGG
can ricky just like, go behind a curtain?
“lookin’ for our kind of love” carlos basically just said “i love you”
seb is so whipped like look at him?
they’re so in love
seb’s little eye role at “in a heartbeat, i choose you”
the hands omfg
oh my god they’re going to dance
SHIZ THE HOMECOMING SUITS
I WAS RIGHT
OH MY GOD
SHIT GUYS IM DYING
gah the hands i cant
carlos is leading i love it
the tie
a tie just killed me
im combusting
You’re honor, they’re in love
i really thought carlos was going in for a kiss he is probably getting one later
i like how the dance isn’t big, it’s small and a little awkward bc right then it’s just them.
THEYRE SO IN LOVE HOLY SHIT
damnit big red
big red is legally required to interrupt almost kiss moments especially if it’s an lgbt kiss bc we cant have two in one season
in a heartbeat is so cute. Frankie showed UP this season with the vocals. there is no way that was all acting bc they looked so in love.
I...I love it
the lyrics are perfect
In a Heartbeat and Let You Go are probably the best OG songs of the season
“Siri, add In a Heartbeat to my gay sob playlist”
these boys are just serenading each other left and right 
“Yeah” 
so it’s just “yeah”!?!? That’s it!?!?! Seb could have least kissed him on the cheek or did they use all their kisses?
I love the song and love the scene, but there is so much more to discuss. Are we going to brush over the fact that Seb literally had an allergic reaction and didn’t get help because he didn’t want to disappoint Carlos!?!? Are we going to brush over “no, seb” and seb feeling like he has to get carlos big things!?! One “yeah” doesn’t erase all that. I’m hoping we get closure, proper closure, not a joke. 
In conclusion, only one thing was settled (Carlos loves Seb for Seb, not because he is the only out guy in school).
“Seb and Carlos suffer their first fight” effing liars
BTW it looks like they filmed the dance scene with the homecoming suits and normal outfits so disney release the footage
Ricky is the biggest Seblos shipper
“Bro”
you morons. are you using rigging without an adult there?!?!
im pretty sure that isn’t allowed. only trained people were allowed to use the rigging. it should be Natalie since she did it in HSM
you should have gotten mats are something or stand in a circle
gahhh
RICKY
OH MY FRICKING GOD
NO ONE RAN THEY JUST WATCHED WTF
WTF WAS THAT ENDING
UMMMMM NO
i legit have no words oh my god 
they just killed the lead
you guys saw the rope you should have ran 
you should have gotten mats or blankets or something just in case
rigging is difficult, set rigging and people rigging
EAST HIGH WTF
Looks like the sleepover is going to be in the ER
My gay heart is full but my theater heart is screaming. The episode went by really fast. I liked it, like a lot.
To answer the question, no, I am not okay @organic-guacamole and we will have a theater kid sleepover
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custardcrazy · 3 years
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Newt Scamander x Reader: I’ll Be Seeing You (Part 1)
A/N:  i’ve been working on this lol and writing for newt makes me stupidly happy.. lol 
anyhow, here’s part 1 of this new series about our favorite magizoologist !!  
warnings: angst (next part will have fluff dw), parents fighting, bullying, a tad bit of abuse from the father. do not read this if any of that stuff triggers you.  
part 2
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Poppy 
Since you were a child, you had possessed the ability to connect with plants on a near-spiritual level- and to heal them, as well. Even for a kid born into a magical family (you were a pureblood), this was unusual. 
It was an ability that was pretty much laughed at by anyone you told. 
"That's ridiculous! Stop lying!" said some. "That'll be useless in combat," sneered others. 
Your mother was very kind, but could do little to nothing to stop people from ridiculing the "plant-talking freak". All she really did was provide you with temporary comfort and a sense of safety from the outside world that was less than welcoming. Your father, close-minded as he was, didn't directly yell at you, but you could tell from his expressions that he was disappointed. 
When you were younger, you were very lonely. It was really stupid how people would distance themselves from you, thinking that they'd catch a disease or something if they got too close. And all of this manifested itself into you being maybe a bit too friendly for some people.. because all you wanted was a real friend.    
One warm summer day when you were about seven, you were playing in the local park. Your mother was sitting on a bench nearby, reading a book. Your father was busy at work, as usual.  
With a small sigh, you had gotten up from the patch of flowers you were in, and walked over to an area of trees to look around. 
Whenever there was natural life around you, you had discovered that it was present as a dull hum in your mind and ears. At first it had been annoying, but by now you had grown used to the feeling. Welcomed it, even. 
As you peeked around a tall oak, you caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar kid squatted over the ground. They seemed to be poking at some pink, mushroom-like things. 
You drew a bit closer, trying to get a better look at them. 
But as you took a step forward, you stepped on a stick, and it broke in half, causing the kid to jump and nearly fall over backwards. 
He (now you were sure it was a he) looked at you, with widened eyes. He looked absolutely petrified! 
"Oh- I'm so sorry for scaring you!" you said quickly, holding up your hands.  
"I-I-it's fine," the boy stuttered, turning around to face the mushroom things again with a slightly flushed face.  
You tilted your head to the side slightly. "Are you okay?"  
"Y-yes-" he answered, looking extremely reluctant to continue the conversation. But being the young child you were, you didn't recognize that at all. 
"I'm glad that somebody else my age is in the park!" you interrupted, a smile beginning to form on your face. "What's your name?"  
"Er.. Newton.. but y-you can call me Newt, I guess." Newt gave a short sideways glance to you as you crouched down next to him. 
"Oh, that's a nice name! I'm (Y/N)!" You stuck out a hand for him to shake.  
He merely looked at your hand, then returned his attention back to the pink fungi things. 
"I don't.. do.. handshakes."   
You shrugged, pulling back your hand. "Alright then."  
Pausing, you focused your attention hard on the pink things, wishing to communicate with them. But, strangely enough, you didn't sense anything from them- so even though they did look like plants, they weren't, you concluded. 
"What are those mushrooms called? They're not plants, are they?" you said, now curious to what these beings were. 
Newt looked a mix of surprised and impressed, turning his gaze fully at you. "H-how.. ho-how did you know that? It's nearly im-impossible to tell between-" 
With a slight hesitation, you just grinned. "I know a few things about plants, I suppose." 
-- 
Over the next year or so, you grew closer to your new friend bit by bit. You learned that he was interested in magical creatures. That he was studying the mushroom things- Horklumps, he said they were called- to learn how they worked. Apparently he had some back in his home!  
School did start up again eventually, but that didn't stop you from visiting the park nearly every day, looking forward to the afternoons spent with him playing around in the woods. Newt had become the closest and best friend that you'd ever had. 
You still weren't sure if he'd react kindly if you told him about your freakish powers, though.. and you didn't want to lose him. 
One evening, when you were flipping through one of your favorite books, you heard yelling from downstairs. 
Sneaking over to the stairs, you peeked into the living room, where your mother and father were having a heated argument. They hadn't been getting along well as of late, with your dad growing more and more irritated at work and coming home in a terrible mood all the time, having shouting matches with your increasingly quiet mum over trivial things. (He did most of the shouting.)  
...But it wasn't like they got along very well in the first place, anyway. 
"WELL I DON'T CARE! JUST CLEAN THE DAMN PLATES BY THE TIME THAT IT'S TIME FOR SUPPER!" roared your father, red-faced in his anger. 
Your mother looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Please, just be patient! It'll only take a minute-"   
"A minute!? Woman, GET ON WITH IT!"  
She shushed him. "Please, think of our child, you'll frighten-"    
"Our child? I never asked for that plant-whispering freak!"  
Tears began to blur your vision. 
But just before you ran upstairs, you saw your mom suddenly clench her first, hissing words at your father that you couldn't hear before pulling out her wand. 
Not wanting to watch any longer, you hurried upstairs, running into your room and slamming the door behind you. 
-- 
Turns out your parents split up shortly after that. 
The feeling was numbing, really. You didn't feel sad. You didn't feel angry. You didn't feel happy, either. 
And when you learned that you were going to move to America to live with your mother's sister, you just slowly nodded and packed up your things. 
The day before your departure from your home, you visited the park for possibly the last time. The last time you'd see your dearest and only friend. 
You found Newt easily, and he gave you a crooked grin. "Hello." 
"..Hey," you said, looking and sounding as hollow as you felt. 
He instantly looked concerned. "I-is anything the matter, (Y/N)?" 
"No- well, yes." Sniffling, you nodded. "I'm.. I'm moving. I'm moving, Newt." 
"Wait- moving to wh-where?" Standing up from the ground, Newt walked a bit closer. 
"To.. to.." 
You felt tears threatening to spill over your cheeks, and couldn't find the correct words to tell him that this was maybe the last time you'd see each other. 
"(Y/N), please, ju-just tell me. I-I'm- we're friends, right? You can trust me-"   
"LOOK, I'm moving to America- and I'm pretty sure I'm not coming back!" 
If this was a normal situation, you would've laughed at the expression of pure shock on Newt's face.  
But this time, you just wanted to cry and cry and cry.  
"Th-this.. th-this isn't a joke, r-right..?" His pitiful expression showed that he was wishing for this to not be true. That it was just a nightmare. And partly, it was a nightmare. 
"I-it.. it.. it really.. isn't." You sniffled again, trying and failing to wipe away your tears. "I.. I do-don't want to leave, but t-there's really no other choice..," 
"So.. I'll never see you.. again..?" 
You could tell that he was struggling not to cry. You could see the glimmering in his eyes. 
With a sob, you flung yourself at him, wrapping your arms around him and holding him tight.  
He froze momentarily, but slowly hugged you back, tears slipping down his face. 
"(Y/N)!" 
You heard your mother's call in the distance, pulling back from Newt. 
"(Y/N), we need to get going!"  
"Look, I- I'll miss you," you said hurriedly, letting go of him and turning away. "Goodbye." 
Suddenly, a gentle hand grasped your wrist. 
You looked back, and found something being pressed into your hand. Quickly bringing it up to look at it, you found a smile making its way into your expression. 
It was a bit rough, but nonetheless charming. A little copper moon charm threaded onto a rope bracelet that was a bit big for your wrist. 
"..T-thank you," you said. 
"(Y/N), this is the last time I'm going to yell!"  
Newt smiled back at you. "Be careful. I'll miss you too." 
And you turned around for the last time, running off and not looking back.  
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HIIIIIIIIII!!!! I hope your okay and safe
But I was hoping to request a Aone x reader where the reader is Futakuchi twin sister and she has the mega crush on Aone. And the way they find out that she likes Aone is when they walk in on her singing “Bestfriend Brother by The victorious cast “
(I’ve been binging Victorious like a 10 year old again and it’s been on repeat hope you have a great day<3)
I hope youre doing well! Thanks for being patient with me writing.
I never really got into Victorious because it was like at the end of my childhood, I only ever watched a few episodes 😂 but I remember really liking the mean girl. I thought she was so cool.
Anyway I hope you like this! I didn’t know how to end it so I just... ended it.
Aone Takanobu x Fem!Reader who is Futa’s twin
Your palms were sweating as you walked to the volleyball gym, butterflies in your stomach and a smile on your face, you’ve been the manager for a year now but every day it’s the same since you developed a major crush on a certain tall white haired boy. “You’re late little sis!” Futakuchi says, ruining your good mood. You sigh and send him a death glare before smiling sweetly “I can’t believe i’m so blessed to have you as a Twin, Kenji” you say, your voice dripping with sarcasm, before turning to the rest of the team “sorry i’m late!” you bow “no worries y/n” a few boys say with a chuckle.
As you settle on the bench with your notebook you finally let yourself look at the real reason you wanted to become a manager, Aone Takanobu, part of the infamous wall, quiet, shy, so cute and sweet. You blush when he looks over at you, catching you staring. He thought it was pretty adorable the way you blushed when he looked at you, and the way you looked down to your notebook in your lap, scribbling away. You were really scribbling down any words you could think of so you looked busy, just until your cheeks cooled off at least.
You should be more confident around him, he comes over often to hang out with your brother and his friends, you can have small conversations with him and feel comfortable around him at home but for some reason when he catches you looking at him while he plays volleyball you can’t help but blush, like you were caught ogling him or something.
When you felt relaxed again you pulled out your phone to text your best friends group chat, it consisted of Karasuno’s Yachi and Kiyoko, as well as Yukie and Kaori from Fukurodani.
“Ughghsadkj he looks so good date tech wall is RIGHT” you send with several drooling emojis
“Maybe you should talk to him instead of just blushing and looking away” Kiyoko sends back and you pout “no fair you know i’m working on it”
“She is working on it, give her time, we all know she’s a late bloomer” Kaori says and you feel grateful until she quickly adds “plus im trying to convince her to serenade him with her ukulele LMAO”
“I’m leaving this chat” you send and then shove your phone back into your pocket, ignoring the next couple buzzes.
You weren't mad, you thought they were funny, but you also thought they were right. You needed to step up and open up communication so you can talk to him normally and if that goes well maybe you can ask him out. You can’t keep pinning here forever! Time for action! You’d call them later and explain everything. You turn your attention back to the practice, actually doing your job now so the coach doesn’t yell at you.
As your usual Friday night, you walk home with the team to eat dinner, where you usually go to your room and study after, the team heading to the living room to study themselves or play video games.
After you are done studying you open a video chat room on your computer on your desk, calling Kiyoko who is hanging out with Yachi and who adds in Kaori and Yukie, you video chat every night for a little while it’s basically tradition, feels weird to not call them every night after seven.
“How’s Karasuno doing? How’s that quick attack?” Yukie asks Kiyoko, they’ve been talking for a few minutes while you stand on top of your bed, ukulele in your hands as you pluck through a familiar song, lost in your thoughts, your music playing in the background.
“Really y/n? You have Victorious on your music playlist?” You pop out of your thoughts and toss your ukulele on your pillows as you use your phone to turn up the music and start singing along to the second verse, dancing on your bed while facing the camera, their laughter coming through the speakers “I kinda think that I might be his type, 'Cause when you're not around, he's not acting too shy, Sometimes I feel like he might make a move, Is this all in my head? I don't know what to do” you’re doing made up dance moves on the spot, making the crazy notion around your head, doing little kicks as you bounce on your bed, pointing at the camera, a smile on your lips as you really get into the music “I know it's strange I don't know what he's thinking. But it is wrong if I see him this weekend? I really hope I can get him alone I just don't, don't want her to know Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My best friend's brother is the one for me”
you hear Kaori through the computer speakers saying “this is the song you should sing to Aone when you confess” they have knowing smiles on their lips but you don’t realize. You don’t realize that they can see the boys standing in your doorway behind you.
You stop and smile, panting from your dancing “that wouldn’t make sense though, he’s not my best friends brother he’s my brother’s best friend” you start to sing again “'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah” but before you can sing anymore you hear “pffffffttttt” from your doorway and you panic, your foot landing on the back edge of your bed and slipping, effectively throwing yourself from your bed and to the ground.
It feels like you’re frozen in this moment of panic, looking up at your brother and his team, Aone standing right next to him, as your brother laughs hysterically, holding his stomach doubled over “this is amazing. This is the best thing that could have ever happened to me!” Futakuchi is struggling to catch his breath and the rest of the team is chuckling and starting to move away from the door leaving just Aone and Futa.
You scramble from your spot on your back on the floor and pop up to your feet, running your fingers through your hair “uhh how long were you…?” “THE WHOLE TIME” Futa says with peals of laughter. Aone frowns, his ears and cheeks pink and he shoves Futa down the hallway to the stairs before coming back to you, gesturing to your room, asking permission to come in.
“Oh! Yeah of course. Come on in” you say with a nervous laugh, it feels like your stomach has twisted, acid in the back of your throat as you step back into your room. Aone comes into your room and closes it in the face of your twin, who groans outside of the door but doesn’t cause any more problems, surprisingly. You look back at your computer in time to see the girls wave before they disconnect the call.
“So uh.. yeah.. I don’t know what to say to make this any better and less embarrassing” you avoid looking at him, focusing your vision on the edge of your shirt, a thread from the hem you were wrapping around the end of your first finger.
“You… like me?” He asks and you feel your face get warmer, a small smile uncontrollably on the edge of your mouth. You clear your throat and decide that if you were to confess you’d do it confidently. You look up into his eyes and gasp, your heart skipping at the sight of the big guy smiling sweetly at you, his cheeks flushed and his ears red, he looked shy and sweet and oh my god he made your heart skip along like it was made to beat for him “yes” you say and then more confidently add “I like you very much”
You didn’t think he could look cuter but you were wrong, the light that came to his eyes once you admitted it, the way he reached out towards you, had you without hesitation crossing the room and closing the distance. he took your hands in his, his calloused palms rough against yours.
Your eyes were glued to his, the sweet energy reciprocated and smiles matching as he said as a matter of factly “I like you too” you laugh once, in shock, before throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him tight “really?!” You ask and he laughs into your neck as he hugs you back, his voice muffled against your skin “yes. I like you so much” you pull back and kiss his cheek “thank you” he quirks his brows “for liking you back?” He questions and you laugh “yeah kinda. but mostly for not laughing at my singing and when I fell” he smiles and shakes his head “I like your singing” you blush and hug him again “thank you, Takanobu” he hums, a low and happy sound from his chest that reverberates into you
“are you done studying?” You ask when you pull away from the embrace, your hands still in his. He nods “do you wanna hang out here? With me? Until you have to go home?” He smiles and nods “yes I’d love that”
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herrashmoo · 3 years
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secondly, im not a tumblr teen. ive been on this website for god knows how long and ive been well versed in queer history. me calling them a pedophile, after a conversation with them resulted in them refusing to admit sexual imagery is not for children, them calling me a bootlicker and several other names, before getting wildly upset and blocking me, had nothing to do with their sexuality and everything to do with the fact that they couldnt tell me sexual imagery is not a thing for minors to consume period end of story. this is AFTER the fact i had been a bit more educated about pride and had ALREADY agreed where i went wrong. now about the sanitization of pride- thats wrong as well. dont get me wrong. but you cant seriously look me in the face and tell me that sexual imagery is not for minors. like- just that statement alone, right? so how is this such a controversy?
ugh okay I guess I’m gonna write A Thing. I’ll get into a proper response to your final questions but first, let’s do some context work.
first thing to make clear is that I know Jux irl, and I also want to make it pretty clear that they and I have pretty similar opinions here, I’m just slightly more likely to put my anger aside to reply to stuff. Do not get it twisted, rhetoric like the kind you were/are using is like, a big red flag for me, it’s the kind of shit reactionaries have been using for eons and like, were I in a less chill mood, I would’ve also likely written you off as a bootlicker troll. Their response was pretty aggressive but not completely misplaced, so I just want to make it clear that like, as another queer dude who is tired of seeing this shit every fucking May for the better part of a decade, I’m also exhausted and pissed off.
As for my claim of teenagerdom, I apologize if that offended, but you have to understand that, generally speaking, the loudest groups having this conversation on the regular are (1) right-wing reactionaries, TERFs, and their ilk trying to stir shit up (see: Operation Pridefall) and (2) young people who don’t have any context for Pride, often haven’t been, and only really have queer politic and history from tumblr and twitter threads featuring reactionary revisionism from the first group. When I see people engage in this conversation, I generally assume they’re in the latter group, as it helps me try to frame my responses in the best faith I can given how tired I am of this shit.
But that aside, sure. Kink isn’t for children. But provided there’s a parent accompanying this hypothetical child at Pride, their job is to explain and provide context for the things they can, and give a solid “you’ll learn more when you’re older” for the things they can’t. The Village People are all each in different kink gear, and as a kid I was told “they like to dress up, and there’s some costumes specifically for adults,” and I was good. I saw bare titties at festivals, smelled weed at concerts, saw bulge at the beach — these are normal human things that happen in the world, and having a responsible adult nearby to explain or provide context for them made them non-issues for me. I don’t think a kid seeing a pup hood is thinking anything more than “oh cool, that dude is dressed up as a dog.” Kids understand fantasy and make-believe. And especially as they age into their teenage years, withholding or sheltering them from knowledge about sex and sexuality can do real damage — hell, we’ve been having that conversation for over a century at least.
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(Spring’s Awakening was first published in 1891 and was deeply censored in productions for the better part of a century, due to the content of the work, which is about how sheltering young teens (both straight and queer) from sexual content (and also mental health resources) leads them to try to figure shit out on their own and make catastrophic decisions that they don’t understand the consequences of until it’s too late. Great play, pretty great musical adaptation, wild that we keep rehashing its points like clockwork over a century after publication.)
But I am also of the opinion that Pride isn’t for children, as, while two decades of assimilationist politic would desperately try to argue otherwise, I am queer because I am sexually attracted to, and have sex with, other men. Pride is a response to the criminalization of queer sex acts, and so it is, in turn, a celebration of queer sex acts. So if someone wants to walk around in chaps and a jock, great! If someone wants to wear their pup gear or a harness or a rope tie or a vest, fuck yeah! It’s a space specially carved out for celebrating the queer experience — the original Pride flag (before it was simplified to make it easier to mass produce for profit, which, again, love seeing our culture made into product) had a pink stripe at the very top, specifically representing sexuality. It is, ostensibly, the thing that defines our community (at least the L G and B parts of it) as an outgroup against the mainstream society.
I think that, if you are uncomfortable with kink displays, or you’re uncomfortable with children seeing kink displays, then Pride is not for you or your children! Don’t go! There’s kid-friendly and sanitized versions of Pride in most major cities, do some research into your local/state Stonewall organizations and you can find more about them. But I’m already sick of having actual cops at Pride, I don’t need people who are uncomfortable with displays of sexuality also policing myself or any other queer person in a space they have spent decades carving out for themselves.
A final note — if you don’t understand why a queer person would blow up and completely write off your bullshit after calling them a pedophile, I urge you to do more reading, more listening. I know that in this brave new world of same-sex marriage equality and PrEP access that it’s hard to remember the collective trauma that the community has experienced, but this shit is inflammatory, you’re straight up spewing fightin’ words. The dude wearing a leather harness at Pride isn’t trying to corrupt any youth or fuck any kids, they’re just trying to live their shit, and I’m sorry that you and so many others have somehow decided that that’s an attack on a demographic of people who aren’t the audience for a celebration of sexuality. We’re not fucking pedophiles, and this “think about the kids” nonsense is some Reagan-era bullshit.
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@yukioujo​ said ; ✔ 🌸 !  /  A quick and easy plotting guide  /  No longer accepting ! 
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Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
Do I know your muse(s):  yesn´t | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other | All 😳😳😳 👉👈
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
EXTRA: SO ! I actually just read her wiki (part of it bc i was afraid of spoilers rip) but i could somehow get an idea about her! and I wanna say that first, she seems like a sweetheart, and second, and perhaps completely unrelated, i adore your portrayal of her !! everything I have read about her character is really reflected on your writting and her dialogues! I can really see that elegance and politness of her character in your writting and i´m all like WOWIE! 
My gushing aside, I feel like their personalities are sort of contrasting in a way! She seems like this elegant and respectable lady who as well happens to have troubles with making friends while Childe is---- a hot mess basically JHASBDS; he is a very carefree and friendly person, and i feel like with this being said, their dynamics could be really funny! I can imagine now Childe helping Ayaka get out of her comfort zone in a positive way (wow! Childe for once being helpful!) due to his more extroverted and carefree personality, not to mention that compared to the people of her hometown that want to approach her and become friends yet fear about not fitting well with her elegance and presence, Childe is someone that would not let this discourage him from attempting to get closer to her (it´s his aparent endless courage to face anything, your honor), so unfortunately for Ayaka, she is now stuck with this idiot orange Childe.
As of more specific stuff mmm- well friendship wise, Childe would not really discouraged by their very different backgrounds, as im certain that he would be most curious to know about her rather instead of seeking to get to know her because she comes from an important clan, not to mention that he´ll probably find their differences in personality to be quite funny ! When it comes to allies, business partners and the such, i feel like here is where the fatui would come into play, perhaps that could be part of the reason they met? the fatui now resting in Inazuma would lead to inevitable meetings i suppose, so perhaps that´s where they could meet? Now partner in crime-- I feel like Childe would have a big role in this, and maaayyyybe not be the best influence as i can very much imagine him asking for her hand to come join him at a festival that is being held, resulting in perhaps having to leave paperwork behind for a little bit-- oops so i can imagine it would be mostly Childe attempting to drag Ayaka to get out and experience new things aside work ! When it comes to first meeting, i feel like he may not have made the best impression of himself by calling her ojou chan -COUGHS- But!! he is going to redeem himself and watch him sneaking out to learn more about Inazuma´s customs. And lastly, unrequite love; i feel it would be more from Childe´s side, it´s of course just an idea, but mmmm.... Love at first sight from his side? unrequited love from his side? she would have to also unfortunately deal with his stupid flirting so f for ayaka- But in general ! i feel like they could have a wholesome dynamic all in all !
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onefourjisung · 4 years
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Levanter (Stray Kids Bang Chan)
Prompt: Reader has been Bang Chan's friend since they started training together, but its time for them to part ways as they both chase their dreams in different paths. (fem reader, idol-trainee au)
Warnings: A teeny bit of angst
Word count: 1,662
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You and Bang Chan have known each other since you were both in your early teens. You both along with BamBam started training at JYP Entertainment around the same time, leaving your previous life behind in your home countries to pursue your childhood dreams. The first time you met Bang Chan and BamBam, the three of you hit it off straight away. Not many trainees started as young as you three did, so you both stuck to each others' sides because no one understood you as much as each other.
Time rolled by, BamBam became the first one out of you to debut with GOT7, at only 16. You and Bang Chan were one of the first people to congratulate him, despite of the somber mood that came from knowing that from that point on he will be too busy to hang out with you as much as he used to. After BamBam's debut, you and Bang Chan became even closer. You both protected each other like guard dogs in fear of the inevitable.
2016, four years after you started training, JYP put you in a trainee line up preparing for a debut survival show called Sixteen. To say you were excited was an understatement, you practiced harder, stayed in the studio for longer, even sometimes forgetting to eat and rest. And when you expectedly broke down, Bang Chan was ready by your side, picking up your pieces with sweet hugs and motivational words until you were ready to stand back up again.
However, only a week before the show started shooting, you accidentally broke your ankle in the middle of a dance practice. This unfortunately led to you being cut off from the trainee line up and was replaced by the youngest trainee, Natty.
Understandably, you were way more than upset. And again, Bang Chan was beside you like always. The moment he heard of what happened, he dropped all things and was ready to console and take care of his best friend.
Debut opportunities came and went for you, you auditioned for Produce101 with Somi but you didn't even make it to the 101 trainees line up while your younger friend ended up as the center of the debuted group. You wanted to join Produce48 but your agency was against it so there was not much you can do.
And then one day, JYP announced a new untitled survival show you were chosen to participate in along with the other trainees. The end goal was to decide which group will debut between the male trainees and the female trainees. The night after the survival proposal announcement, you and Bang Chan went to get dinner together. A sentence he said stuck to you to this day, "friendships are friendships and work is work, right? Lets do our best, (y/n). And I hope luck is with the both of us."
Luck decided to only be on one of your side. And that's Chan's. As all of the trainees stepped down the showcase's stage, Bang Chan caught up to you in silence.
You smiled at your friend. "Congratulations, Chan, I mean it."
"Thank you." He returned the smile with a slight sigh, "(y/n), I-"
"Friendships are friendships and work is work, remember? I'll see you on the other side, the debuted idols' side." You patted his back with a light chuckle before catching up to your the other female trainees.
You missed Bang Chan's teary gaze as his eyes followed your figure until you disappeared from his sight.
Never wanted anything as much as you.
Never crossed my mind that I could ever lose.
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You watched as the screen of your phone turned black for a split second before Stray Kids' logo appeared on it along with the writing "This stream has ended, waiting for replay."
You pressed your home button and opened KakaoTalk before choosing Bang Chan's contact name.
y/n: are u busy?
🍞chris: nope, about to head back to the dorm
🍞chris: whats up?
y/n: wait up
y/n: im coming to your studio
y/n: i need to talk to you about something
🍞 chris: uh,, okay?
🍞 chris: should i be scared?
[✓Read]
You timidly knocked on the door on Chan's studio before letting yourself in, closing the door behind you. Chan smiled at your arrival, putting down his phone.
"Hey, (y/n)!" He greeted cheerfully as he put his ukulele back in to it's case.
"Hi, Chan." You smiled. "I watched your VLive, might wanna work on your ukulele a bit more," you joked.
His laugh boomed across the small studio. "I know, I know. My little brother would be ashamed if he saw that."
"Oh yeah, definitely," you smiled teasingly, "he texted me, said he's about to disown you from the family."
"Hey!" He mocked offence. "Excuse you, I'm the one who brings food to Berry's table."
You chuckled. "Yea, yea, suit yourself Mr. Best-Leader,"
Bang Chan put down his ukulele as he finally gave you his full attention. "So, did you come here only to mock my ukulele playing skills or is there something else you wanna talk about?"
You sighed as your smile flattered in to a sad one. "Yeah, about that,"
"Is everything okay, (y/n)?" Chan tilted his head slightly in concern to your sudden change of mood.
"Sort of, but not really." You said truthfully.
"What is it?"
There was a few seconds of silence before you responded. "I'm leaving, Chan."
Surprise and disbelief was written all over his face when he let out a whisper, "wh- what?"
You nervously ran a hand through your hair. "I- I'm leaving JYP-"
"But why?" Chan cut you off.
"It's been almost 10 years, Chan. I have been a trainee for almost ten years and theres still no signs of me debuting soon," you made eye contact with the shocked boy in front of you.
"That's not true!" He argued.
"Yeah?" You chuckled bitterly. "I stayed because I thought at least they would consider debuting me with ITZY, but they didn't even bat an eye because apparently I 'don't fit the concept'. The younger kids are already debuting, the future groups are just gonna be younger and younger-"
"You can debut as a solo artist?" He cut you off once again.
"And how big is the chance for me to be a solo artist, huh?" You bit back. "Chan, I got an offer in another agency, a really promising one at that. It might not be as big as JYPE but it'll do."
Bang Chan could do nothing other than stare at you, drowning in his own thoughts.
"I'm tired of being hung by a thread like this, Chan. It was not an easy decision for me either but I've made up my mind." You softly said, letting your head down as you switched your focus to the carpeted floor.
Bang Chan finally snapped out of his train of thoughts as he raised from his seat before quickly hugging you tighter than he ever had.
"Okay," he sighed. "I understand where you're coming from. I guess- I don't know, it's just so sudden,"
"I'm sorry," you returned the hug. "I just wanted to tell you personally before you leave for your world tour,"
Chan pulled away from the hug and brought one of his hand to your face, making you look at him. "I'll see you on the other side, yeah?" He smiled softly.
You nodded. "The debuted idols' side."
Oh, this is the end of the road
Oh, I'm holding out for a new hope
'Cause it's the darkest of all before the dawn
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"And the award for Rookie of The Year goes to-"
The seconds ticked slowly as the MC opened the envelope. You and your members' clammy hands taut together tightly as you silently prayed for the best outcome.
"EXACT! Congratulations!!"
Your mouth fell agape, in the corner of your eyes you saw some of your members sprung up from their chairs in joy. The loud screams of your fans filled the stadium when the member beside you tugged on your hand slightly.
"(y/n), let's go," she beamed at you, gesturing to the stage with a nod of her head.
You recollected yourself before fixing your skirt as you walked towards the stage, thunderous claps and cheers ringing in your ears.
The MC passed the golden trophy on to your teammates and you stepped up to the mic. You began your thank you speech on the behalf of your group as the leader. You thanked your members, family and friends, the agency, and also your fans. However, you couldn't help but choke up in the middle of your speech, wrapping it up with a final group greeting with a couple of tears slipping past your eyelashes.
You let a few more tears fall when you slipped off backstage. You and your members were taking pictures with the trophy when a bunch of familiar faces turned the corner in to the hallway you were in.
"(y/n) noona!" Jisung let out a happy shrill when his eyes found yours.
"Hi, Jisung," you chuckled at your old friend's antics as the rest of Stray Kids stepped in to sight, preparing for their upcoming performance.
After both your group and Stray Kids formally greeted each other, you slipped past the other's attention as Bang Chan pulled you aside.
"I haven't gotten the chance of saying this to you personally so, congratulations on your debut, (y/n)." Bang Chan smiled at you. "And the award too, of course."
"Thank you, Chan." You replied. "Thank you for always sticking by my side, couldn't have done it without you,"
"No, no, no." He shook his head cutely. "This was all you, take some credit,"
You giggled. "Right,"
"I'm proud of you." Bang Chan hugged you as he whispered softly, "we finally meet on the other side after all, huh?"
And now that I left it all behind me
I'm flying high, I'm flying high
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iinfortunii · 3 years
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rules: code of conduct.
BEGIN.
Before we start, I would like you to have certain things in mind when approaching me ooc. I am very shy and quite awkward, which results in me not being much of a talker; however, I will always try my best to be friendly to whoever wants to approach. I dislike pet names so please do not use them with me unless we are very close. There will be times when I'm just exhausted, so my wording could sound rude/aggressive, to which I apologize in advance -I never mean to hurt people’s feelings. I also reserve the right to interact with WHOEVER I want, and pestering me about it will only get you blocked.
Updates will be made as required.
I. BASIC.
A. This blog is: Selective / Independent / Canon Divergent / NSFW / Mutuals only / Singleship / Mostly iconless / Multiverse / AU, Crossover, OC, and Multimuse friendly / Vaguely affiliated with the OP RP fandom.
B. I am a very slow rper for many reasons —school, family, my ever-fluctuating mood —and I would appreciate it if you refrained from pestering me for replies. In return I offer as much patience as necessary. Think of this blog as low activity please.
C. English is not my mother language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes made.
D. I track the tag #iinfortunii, although mentioning me works just as fine.
E. Constructive criticism is always welcome but anon hate will be immediately deleted. I have no problems if you disagree with my portrayal, but it doesn't give you the right to harass me.
F. Mun and muse are both over 18, so there are chances that heavy content will be present; however I won't be writing smut. I can roleplay anything before or after the act if requested, but the moment things get far too explicit, I'll do a fade-to-black. I ask of you to not lie about your age or else you’ll be blocked indefinitely.
G. This is a heavily headcanon-based blog, and changes are likely to be made as more information is revealed about him, though I reserve the right to adjust the new information according to my interpretation of Deuce or simply ignore it, which is why I’m canon divergent.
H. If you'd like to turn an ask into a thread, you can turn it into a new post, or reblog from me, as I won't be using the Tumblr asks anymore due to the problems that come with formatting and such.
I. Ask box is open for everyone ic or ooc, but you aren't allowed to turn it into a thread and nor I will reply to it if we’re not mutuals. Please don't push me, because I won't hesitate to block.
J. No godmoding —only a minor is allowed if it moves a thread forward —or metagaming, please. Don't kill Deuce either, unless plotted beforehand, and most importantly, don't hold your muse back.
K. Discord is available for mutuals upon request.
L. Just because I write something it does not mean I condone it. Please have this in mind and again, do not pester me about it. Any and all nsfw matters will be tagged accordingly. There will be triggering topics present, and you can know more about this on the section below.
M. DO NOT involve me in drama or call-out posts. I’m heavily against both things. On this note, you’ll never see me rebloging a call-out post. This culture is so damaging and toxic, and I firmly believe no one should play the role of the judge for the good of the community just because you had issues with someone or don’t agree with the things they roleplay. Talk things privately, be mature about it, hard-block the person and move on. I am also very aware that a lot of people have done things that can’t be excused, but I like to believe that people can change for the better. If you try to drag me into it, I'll hard block any and all people involved indefinitely.
II. TRIGGERS.
A. They will be tagged as trigger tw, trigger / and trigger cw.
B. I do my best to stay up to date with my mutuals triggers. Your comfort is way more important to me than you might think, so never be hesitant to approach me via IM, (anonymous) ask or stop following me.
C. Triggers that are likely to appear, although some more than others: violence || blood || death || drugs || abuse || knives || body image || medical equipment || suggestive content || etc
D. I have no triggers, so you are free to go wild with your content. I only ask you remember to tag your nsfw (both written and visual), please.
III. INTERACTIONS.
A. Deuce won't like everyone. He might/will make wrong assumptions about your character. He will insult and bite back. He won't always be nice to those he likes. He does many things that serve his interests. You, as the mun, have no reason to take it personal, because I'm won't follow someone I don't like; if you DO take it personal however, and decide to rouse drama, then I'll be hard-blocking you. Goes for me as well —I have no reason to get angry for any of the things noted above.
B. My bonds page displays the relationships that have been built over time, not necessarily through interaction alone but over plotting as well. Refer to it for more information.
C. Interactions with OCs related to canon characters will only take place as long as said OCs have a detailed about page. Personally, I'm not interested in the idea of an OC being blood-related to my portrayal, so I apologize in advance.
D. Formatting isn’t a big thing across my blogs, save for the small text. Please don’t mix either sup/sub with small text when writing with me, as I have eyesight problems. Don’t use colored text either.
E. Non-romantic pre-established relationships are allowed! Just make sure to talk it out with me first, yeah?
01. Spade / Whitebeard pirates (canon and original characters alike that i am MUTUALS with) will have a pre-established relationship as long as the other mun is comfortable with such idea, though that relationship will be limited to merely crewmates, unless discussed otherwise.
F. You don’t need to match my writing length as long as I’m given enough to work with. If something about my reply bothers or doesn’t work with you, let me know and I’ll re-work it.
G. I really enjoy plotting scenarios or talking out about the relationships my muse could have with other muses, so hit me up if you’ve got any ideas! I’ll try to do the same!
H. Mun does not equal muse, so don’t go assuming I’m a jerk simply because Deuce is an asshole from time to time. I’m set on the idea that I’ll give people the same treatment they give me —which is always nice and kind. Kudos to everyone for this ♡
I. I don’t use a threadtracker because I rely on my memory (terrible mistake, I know), but I try to draft people’s replies as soon as I see them. If by any reason it seems like I lost it, then please let me know / send me a link with it and I’ll be deeply grateful.
J. I don’t do nor reply to greetings starters for matters of my own comfort, so I ask of you to never expect a starter or a reply from them.
IV. SHIPPING.
A. Singleship, with the spot taken by daadzi, which means Deuce is no longer open for romantic relationships.
01. Under no circumstances, I will accept more romantic relationships once the spot is taken. That being said, I won’t discourage your muse from falling for / hitting on him, although I ask you to understand he will never respond with the same interest or will never react gently if he’s pushed too far.
02. If my shipping partner is comfortable enough, I'll interact with duplicates with the condition that the relationship is strictly platonic.
B. Constant interaction, mutual interest, and chemistry are a must for the sake of better communication (both ic and ooc, preferably).
C. Please do not approach me if you wish our characters to have either a: one night stand or friends with benefits type of relationships. It won’t work out due to the nature of Deuce’s personality, and for that I apologize.
E. My ship has its own tag so you're free to block it if you don't want to see it on your dashboard. In addition, I'll also tag those posts with only the ship name for this very purpose.
F. Please do not force ships on me.
V. CELEBRATIONS.
A. First off, I am absolutely terrible at keeping up with dates, and to be frank, I am not the biggest fan of celebrating, which is why I think it’s necessary to say I won’t be partaking in any holidays, not even Deuce’s birthday (not that he has one, to begin with). Obviously I will still reply to any gifts received, and will send out things in return —you know, common courtesy.
B. I won't be sending out birthday gifts every year, and I might write drabbles for people once in a blue moon; it doesn’t mean they will be done for the specific date though, so please be patient.
VI. REASONS TO NOT FOLLOW BACK / UNFOLLOW.
A. Too much drama / call-outs / vague posts / sexual content.
B. Content makes me uncomfortable.
C. You are a personal blog without a visible rp sideblog. Please make sure it's easy to find.
D. You do not have a proper tag system.
E. Your blog doesn’t have a rules and about pages.
F. You lack the manners to deal with people respectfully.
G. I have no interest / lost interest.
H. I'm constantly / only used as a meme archive.
I. Other reasons may apply. I will soft block so we can both cease following each other and avoid any potential awkward situations. I won’t make a fuss if you decide to unfollow so I expect the same courtesy.
VII. ABOUT BEATRICE.
She is not a real person. Her concept as Deuce’s (toxic) pseudolover is my creation and was somewhat inspired from the real life Beatrice Portinari. Do have in mind that Deuce doesn’t talk about her so your muse can’t simply approach him and ask about her unless they can go through his memories / read his mind / any capability alike or he speaks about her, though it won't take a genius to figure out that she's a product of his imagination.
You can read about her by clicking here -link to be added.
She serves as a lie to shield himself from the internalized homophobia he deals with up until meeting Ace.
NOTE: As stated previously, Mun =/= muse, but I too have been dealing with compulsory heterosexuality for far too long, so I'd like to apologize in advance for projecting a bit of that into my portrayal. I'll work so that this part makes sense with what we've been given from Ace's novel.
VIII. MISCELLANEOUS.
A. I will never force people to follow me, so if by any reason you have to unfollow/block me, please go ahead. Your comfort matters and have every right to do what you must to ensure your wellbeing. With that said, I will not tolerate and will immediately hard block if you try to police my content.
B. I do not follow back immediately, and it can take me from a few hours to several days to follow back. Do not take it personally if I choose not to.
C. If I follow it’s because I am interested in interacting. I only ask you to be patient because it might take me a while to gather the courage to send something to your inbox or talk to you.
D. I have. ZERO knowledge about medicine. Don’t expect me to go full force and try to be 100% accurate, because I won’t.
E. I practice reblog karma (send a meme to someone if I’m rebloging it from them). If you see something you’d like to reblog but have no intention in sending something yourself, then please reblog from the source.
IX. FINISH.
Thank you for taking the time to read this! As you might have noticed, there’s no password to send. Make sure to check the psa tag for any updates, or don’t hesitate to send an ask if there’s anything unclear! I do my best so as not to post too much OOC posts, but sometimes it just happens. If it's nothing important, then I'll erase it whenever I have the chance/remember.
Keanu Reeves vc: You’re all breathtaking!
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tetsuwan-atom · 3 years
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I think I’ll say something about a topic I’ve been thinking of for a while. This is not aimed at anyone at all, this is a general confession from the years of writing this particular genre and how it affects me. I’ll put it under read more regardless.
I hate writing angst.
A lot of people are into it and that’s fine, but time and time again it’s been one of those things which has this big effect on me. I remember feeling it back in ... January? It was supposed to be a crack thread but even then it brought me to go and update my rules right after it happened. Basically it was to reinforce that crack stayed crack and that I wanted to go about angst in a way that I feel will soften the blow and the anguish that I feel myself.
Angst that isn’t... plotted out, does have a negative effect on me. It affects my mood, which in turn may affect my performance in my work, or just.. in general. It might make it hard to sleep, because it’s one of those things that I just dwell on, what’s going to be the end outcome from here? Will there be a resolution, won’t there be? And really when it ends badly it just makes things worse. Really though it’s the uncertainty of what comes next, what choices are available to alleviate it, am I going the right way about this?
I am of the belief that any genre can be plotted. People plot ships, action, why not angst? It may not feel the same to some but it's one of those things that just.. it makes me feel better about it. If I know what to do to bring about the right outcome it will really help in keeping me sane. I came to tumblr after all to have fun and enjoy positive vibes, not to drown in anxiety over a thread going in a particular direction. Trust me it's got nothing to do with anyone other than myself. And indeed many times I feel I had brought it on myself without even thinking.
Such is why I additionally added that I like to be told if I do something that will lead to angst. It's in my rules, but it's not one I'm overt about, as long as it can still be plotted out. Ideally knowing something might lead to angst can allow an area where it can be avoided entirely. Some ideas I might come up with might not work, sometimes something I start might just be too much. It's just me.
There are times where I MAY suggest scrubbing a particular idea or thread entirely, dropping it, erasing it from the canon, etc. This I consider a last resort option where it either gets too much or that the outcome may only be negative.. which can lead to too much. It can be inconvenient and if I ever do take this road on anyone, I am sorry in advance. These measures are really to keep my mental health in check. I've had a few bad knocks on Tumblr in recent times, things I won't get into of course, but I want to fill my dash with positive experiences.
I won't say no to angst ENTIRELY and it can depend on the context, but there's nothing wrong in coming to me with an idea and what it can lead to. I never say no at all to suggesting plots!
I'm sorry if I'm rambling, I touched on this topic in my rules back in January and cooperation really helps a lot. Honestly this is just to get it out there about how I feel on angst. I'm open for a plot on what may happen and... I don't see anything wrong in wanting a positive outcome at the end, it's all part of the escape from reality really.
Thank you for making it this far, my IMs are always open for discussion on the matter. This is just... a thing of rambling, this hate of angst goes back to right when I started on Tumblr, Bowen's first ship didn't work out at all and... I kinda want to avoid the same scenario again as much as I can.
TL:DR - Angst has a big effect on me IRL, but plotting with me on how it goes and how it ends will help a lot!
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bucksbisexual · 4 years
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so....... i watched ep6 since apparently i like pain now and oh my fucking GOD
first of all, INKORN!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!
but also, INKORN TTTTTTT_TTTTTTT
TEARS PEOPLE. T EA R S
okay let me start from the beginning because what an episode yall
so . we start with a flashback and it was cute ! if only the last one was too HAHAHAHAHimcrying
team being like “hm...... manaow and del are really close lately......... Are They........” after i literally said it out loud was the biggest shared braincell moment i’ve ever had in my life and mind u i have a big sister who i’m very close with lmaO
(also, women are gay too pharm smh)
win being a little bitch with his I’m An Adult Bitch You Can’t Tell Me Shit to team god i love him sjfhksjf
DEAN HOLDING PHARM’S HAND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
pharm just going into cardiac arrest after dean interlocks their fingers is the biggest mood ever
also manaow baby that’s- that’s not how you check if someone is sick JKSHFSJHS
“don’t forget to eat your lunch” “don’t forget to swallow it too” “beware of choking” THEY REALLY- FHSKGFSLJJFKS
yes i went back to the episode to write that i have no memory whatsoever
i was so scared when dean had his flashback while driving like i was praying to every god in existence for him to not crash,,,, the flashback was cute though
that tear though........ that shit Hurt
but korn saying “like” !!!!!!! half of my brain was like “HE!!!!! LIKES!!!!!! HIM!!!!!!!!” and the other half was just “omg like ram” lmao
pharm calling manaow beautiful ;; yes she is she’s the most beautiful girl ever i love her with my whole heart
that mf guy who doesn’t know the meaning of no can CHOKE (also i heard the actor’s problematic or sumn???? so fuck him too bYe)
thankfully pharm is That bitch and shut him up not once not twice but a shit ton of times in like,,,, less 2 minutes
that’s my mans man hell yeah
apparently everyone in dean’s faculty knows pharm?????? lmaoooooo but when those 2 (and later 3) tried to flirt with him i was like???????? get tf out?????????? out here abusing of pharm’s niceness smh
thankfully dean came to the rescue jsfhsk
bro when pharm picked a thread and it led to dean i was like....... oh my God they actually did that
the FORESHADOWING bro
also that kiss scene......................... perfect i loved it even though i hate their outfits so much but i can get over it if it gives us this amazing scene
dean just ;; being patient with pharm and asking if he’s okay and just asking him until he gives oral (is it vocal? girl idk) answers to the questions he makes just to be sure ;;
god why can’t men be like dean why do u have to be Assholes smh
AND THE RED THREAD!!!!! BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!
dean making pharm wear his jacket sjfhksj u couldn’t be more territorial bro literally (and apparently) everyone knows you’re into each other theres truly no need jfshkf
“if it doesn’t invade our privacy too much, i think it’s okay. also, i think it’s a good way to let that person know that he shouldn’t mess with someone who isn’t single”
first of all, DEAN U ABSOLUTE SWEETHEART
second of all, the shadeeeeeeeeee lmao yes bitch drag his ass
and last, SKJLFHGLJKHSLKHKSJG
thank u for listening to my tedtalk
i will repeat myself, why can’t all men be like dean
also, a bonus: i of course went to the episode to get the dialogue and i saw the name lemon lemon and i was like “wait..... is that manaow???” so i google translated her name and it does mean lemon omg thats SO cute i love her even more rn
okay i don’t know if it’s only me but the girls from the cooking club? the best girls ever me thinks
okay we’re approaching the last part of the episode yall i felt so many emotions in like 13 minutes
we start with the worst, a Flashback.
i literally saw the outfit and started crying. like. no joke.
the mother??? sister?????? aunt?????? being hella worried and in being like “it’s okay i’ll be back in like . 2 seconds”
THIS BTICH NEVER CAME BACK
the little girl please i’m legit going to cry again thinking about her and imagining her waiting for in to come back home and just.... not really understanding whats happening when her mother (im guessing here) starts sobbing when she picks up the phone
OH MY GODDDDDDDD
also according to like,,, timeline and shit inkorn were  from the 60s or 80s right???? which means she’s still alive if nothing has happened to her..................
HAHA so much fun in this blog! just joy laughter and happiness!
also it was in’s birthday.............. oh my goodness
okay moving on to something that hurts less! team being the dunk boy on the booth omg win this is not how u flirt
also i realised that the open house thing happens like... mid first semester so it hasn’t been that long since deanpharm know of each other/have been talking damn bro
win teasing pharm is like,, one of my favourite things lmao i might do a gifset of these moments when i finish the drama if i’m not too lazy
deanpharm holding hands in public tho ;;;;;;; ok bitch call me single and ugly a little less louder
win though SJFKHS *looks at team’s hand* team: no. go away
oh god oh god oh godddddddd here comes the thread talk
the moment team said suicide i stopped the episode because i thought Something would happen to pharm but oh GOD I WAS NOT EXPECTING WHAT HAPPENED
THE STARES!!!!!!!! THE REALISATION!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE “PROMISE” AT THE SAME TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHUT THE FUCKUGISFUIKGJHSLGWJ
i will literally never recover
also i paused that scene so much just to scream into my comfort stuffed toy and i’m so sorry for her
i also couldn’t help but think of how the others at the table were like because if that was me idk what i’d do
i might cry or be like “wow u guys are such great actors” but inside my head because i’m an introvert
but god that was,,,,,,, yeah
and when they of course showed The flashback scene and i saw in’s outfit i cried because he truly never went back home
okay i think that’s it i literally took almost an hour to write this because i tried following the episode while having a thousand thoughts in my head + make lots of typos lmao
i hope these aren’t too bothersome to u guys ;; i post these because i need to share my thoughts somewhere but if someone doesn’t want to see them u can mute the tags i use in these posts or something hhhhh
i might use an specific one for these tho because if i gotta make 17 of these at least let’s make them be organised some way,,,,,
alrighty that’s all byebyeeeee
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sworntoprotect · 4 years
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THE MEGA RP PLOTTING SHEET / MEME.
First and foremost, recall that no one is perfect, we all had witnessed some plotting once which did not went too well, be it because of us or our partner. So here have this, which may help for future plotting. It’s a lot! Yes, but perhaps give your partners some insight? Anyway BOLD what fully applies, italicize if only somewhat. Long post!
MUN NAME: Pie     AGE: +25       CONTACT: IM, Ask, Discord (mutuals only, by request)
CHARACTER(S): Cullen
CURRENT FANDOM(S): Dragon Age
FANDOM(S) YOU HAVE AN AU FOR:  I have a modern verse for everything not Dragon Age, but I might add some actual alt verses for other fandoms
MY LANGUAGE(S): English (native), Spanish (intermediate), Korean (baby lol beginner), bits and bobs of other languages (namely French and French Patois)
THEMES I’M INTERESTED IN FOR RP: FANTASY / SCIENCE FICTION / HORROR / WESTERN / ROMANCE / THRILLER / MYSTERY / DYSTOPIA / ADVENTURE / MODERN / EROTIC / CRIME / MYTHOLOGY / CLASSIC / HISTORY / RENAISSANCE / MEDIEVAL / ANCIENT / WAR / FAMILY / POLITICS / RELIGION / SCHOOL / ADULTHOOD / CHILDHOOD / APOCALYPTIC / GODS / SPORT / MUSIC / SCIENCE / FIGHTS / ANGST / SMUT / DRAMA / ETC. (I started this and realised I’d be bolding almost everything, so: EVERYTHING)
PREFERRED THREAD LENGTH: ONE-LINER / 1 PARA / 2 PARA / 3+ PARA / NOVELLA. / ALL
ASKS CAN BE SEND BY: MUTUALS / NON-MUTUALS / PERSONALS / ANONS.
CAN ASKS BE CONTINUED?: YES / NO / OCCASIONALLY   - only by Mutuals?:  YES / NO
PREFERRED THREAD TYPE: CRACK / CASUAL / SERIOUS / DEEP AS HECK. / ALL
IS REALISM / RESEARCH IMPORTANT FOR YOU IN CERTAIN THEMES?:   YES / NO.
ARE YOU ATM OPEN FOR NEW PLOTS?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS. (after my paper is submitted, yeah sure)
DO YOU HANDLE YOUR DRAFT / ASK - COUNT WELL?:  YES / NO / SOMEWHAT. (irl makes coping difficult sometimes)
HOW LONG DO YOU USUALLY TAKE TO REPLY?: 24H / 1 WEEK / 2 WEEKS / 3+ WEEKS / MONTHS / YEARS. / DEPENDS ON MOOD AND INSPIRATION, AND IF I’M BUSY 
I’M OKAY INTERACTING WITH: ORIGINAL CHARACTERS / A RELATIVE OF MY CHARACTER (AN OC) / DUPLICATES / CROSSOVERS / MULTI-MUSES / SELF-INSERTS / PEOPLE WITH NO AU VERSE FOR MY FANDOM / CANON-DIVERGENT PORTRAYALS / AU-VERSIONS.
DO YOU POST MORE IC OR OOC?: IC / OOC. (I strive for more IC over OOC, but my queue does a lot of work too)
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WITH FOLLOWING OTHERS?: YES / NO / DEPENDS.  
BEST WAYS TO APPROACH YOU FOR RP/PLOTTING:  Talk with me over IM, asks, or Disco. I’m down for almost anything as long as I see it’s feasible.
WHAT EXPECTATIONS DO YOU HOLD TOWARDS YOUR PLOTTING PARTNER:  Transparency. If you have an idea, let me know! If you’re stuck, let me know! If you want to start something new or scrap something or whatever...LET ME KNOW! I promise I don’t bite and I understand.
WHEN YOU NOTICE THE PLOTTING IS RATHER ONE-SIDED, WHAT DO YOU DO?:  I’m not very good with coming up with plots myself, so I’m typically the weak link when it comes to that. Sorry! But you bet I’ll pull up a plot generator and start throwing things down to see what sticks haha.
HOW DO YOU USUALLY PLOT WITH OTHERS, DO YOU GIVE INPUT OR LEAVE MOST WORK TOWARDS YOUR PARTNER?:  I’m all about equal opportunity, so I try not to leave the plotting work to my partner. Let’s negotiate and find something that makes both of us happy. That’s the point after all.
WHEN A PARTNER DROPS THE THREAD, DO YOU WISH TO KNOW?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. - AND WHY?: If you want to drop a thread, I’m completely fine with it. I want to know so that I don’t end up replying to something you have no interest in anymore. Saves both of us the time.
WHAT COULD POSSIBLY LEAD YOU TO DROP A THREAD?:  If drafts eat it (as they are wont to do these days) or if I feel it has reached a natural conclusion. I rarely, if ever, drop a thread in the middle. I’ll just let you know I’m going to finish it on my side and allow you a chance to finish on yours if you’d like.
WILL YOU TELL YOUR PARTNER?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS.
IS COMMUNICATION IN THE RPC IMPORTANT TO YOU? YES / NO. - AND WHY?: You don’t need to chat with me every minute of every day, but I like knowing the people I’m writing with. Discerning your personality and your approach to your muse gives me a much stronger understanding of how to write with you, and what vibes between us. Plus, it’s easier to remember different people’s boundaries if I talk with them a lot, too.
ARE YOU OKAY WITH ABSOLUTE HONESTY, EVEN IF IT MAY MEANS HEARING SOMETHING NEGATIVE ABOUT YOU AND/OR PORTRAYAL?: I am all for constructive criticism. Even if you think it’s nitpicky, it’s going to be a great help. Good crit allows us grow as writers and as people in general. However, I am not for baseless accusations, childish name-calling, or outright insults under the name of “constructive crit”. Remember the “constructive” part: we need to build each other up. 
DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE SUCH SITUATION IN A MATURE WAY? YES / NO.
WHY DO YOU RP AGAIN, IS THERE A GOAL?: I love a good story. While I don’t agree with everything Cullen does (and no one should, for anyone real or imagined), his story is intriguing. He’s a deeply flawed, deeply broken man. I love to take on a character, toss them in every situation I can think of, and watch them evolve and grow.
WISHLIST, BE IT PLOTS OR SCENARIOS:  A real redemption arc, for one. A realistic struggle with substance abuse and recovery. A future of happiness.
THEMES I WON’T EVER RP / EXPLORE:   Rape or sexual assault, unless being spoken about as a past event (as I truly believe that Cullen was sexually assaulted at Kinloch along with the other psychological and physical torture he endured). In-game racism is baked in, unfortunately, but it’s not something I seek out to roleplay as a PoC myself. Finally, while I play Cullen as canon-straight, I will not play out homophobia and most definitely not transphobia. If he rejects your muse for hitting on him, it’s not because he’s being homophobic: he’s just not interested. That also doesn’t mean he’ll never be interested; people can and do change, and I ship chemistry overall. He doesn’t hate your muse for their gender, orientation, or sexual preferences. I feel like I really have to spell this out for people who don’t understand. If you feel personally insulted by this somehow, feel free to address me directly, off anon. It’s probably an issue of fuzzy wording that I’m 500% willing to fix and talk about.
WHAT TYPE OF STARTERS DO YOU PREFER / DISLIKE, CAN’T WORK WITH?: I love starters that set the scene and provide plenty to work with, be it in terms of interacting with the environment or with the other person. If your muse shows immediate disinterest in communicating (and I don’t mean argumentative, which is perfectly fine), I am not going to respond. I might politely ask for more if I feel like it’s a salvageable interaction.
WHAT TYPE OF CHARACTERS CATCH YOUR INTEREST THE MOST?:  Stoic soldier types, bubbly short girls, and semi-mad scientists.
WHAT TYPE OF CHARACTERS CATCH YOUR INTEREST THE LEAST?:  Characters that come across as Mary-Sue / Gary-Stu types. No flaws and barely any room to grow. 
WHAT ARE YOUR STRONG ASPECTS AS RP PARTNER?: I'm very easy-going and I have an unearthly level of tolerance for almost everything. I try to provide partners with as much to work with as possible IC, and will pretty much support your very existence OOC. I believe in open communication so you’ll know what’s going on with me and/or our threads. Also, I typically reply within a week or two. Currently I’m tethered to finishing a big paper so I’m not a good example of that right now.
WHAT ARE YOUR WEAK ASPECTS AS RP PARTNER?: I can get overwhelmed by too much which slows my pace down considerably. I’m also a bit distant and do shut down on occasion; that’s usually no fault of my partners, though. Just my brain being a dick.
DO YOU RP SMUT?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS. (the closer we are OOC, the easier getting here will be)
DO YOU PREFER TO GO INTO DETAIL?: YES / NO / DEPENDS. (it’s not going to be XXX but it will be descriptive)
ARE YOU OKAY WITH BLACK CURTAIN, FADE TO BLACK?: YES / NO.
WHEN DO YOU RP SMUT? MORE OUT OF FUN OR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT?: I prefer to write smut for character development and to mark a progression in a relationship. Plus Cullen is not a “one and done” guy so getting to the smut stage will take a bit of build-up.
ANYTHING YOU WOULD NOT WANT TO RP THERE?:  Hmmm things that he personally wouldn’t go for I guess? Honestly I don’t know. And obviously, no rape/animal abuse/predator nonsense.
ARE SHIPS IMPORTANT TO YOU?:   YES / NO Ships are a great way to further explore a character and their motivations. People do not exist in pure isolation, so I don’t believe characters should, either.
WOULD YOU SAY YOUR BLOG IS SHIP-FOCUSED?: YES / NO. I bolded both because the focus of the blog isn’t ships, but this thirst trap guy is really easy to ship with other people I tell ya hwat. I am severely picky with romantic ships for Reasons, but I don’t eschew any other types of ships. I encourage them!
DO YOU USE READ MORE?:  YES / NO / SOMETIMES WHEN I WRITE LONG STUFF.
ARE YOU:  MULTI-SHIP / SINGLE-SHIP / DUAL-SHIP  —  MULTIVERSE / SINGLEVERSE.
WHAT DO YOU LOVE TO EXPLORE THE MOST IN YOUR SHIPS?: Characters who challenge Cullen into revising his point of view and force him to be a better person. Also, characters who understand his past and they are in no ways obligated to forgive it, but do recognise that he’s struggling very hard to mend whatever mistakes he can and is willing to pay the price for his decisions.
ARE YOU OKAY WITH PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS?: YES / NO / DEPENDS.  - Be a good salesperson and I might buy it.
► SECTION ABOUT YOUR MUSE.
- WHAT COULD POSSIBLY MAKE YOUR MUSE INTERESTING TOWARDS OTHERS, WHY SHOULD THEY RP WITH THIS PARTICULAR CHARACTER OF YOURS NOW, WHAT POSSIBLE PLOTS DO THEY OFFER?: Cullen is a massive stick in the mud, which means it’s incredibly easy to taunt him and get him flustered all at the same time. He’s loyal, he’s intelligent, and he’s largely self-aware. He likes swords and using them. Anything your character hates about him, he most likely hates about himself 100 times more.
WITH WHAT TYPE OF MUSES DO YOU USUALLY STRUGGLE TO RP WITH?:  Those from the start that show absolutely no interest in speaking with/interacting with him. Mun and muse are going to struggle to stick around. I’m not going to fight for attention and neither is he.
WHAT DO THEY DESIRE, WHAT IS THEIR GOAL?:  Redemption. He wants to be a better person and make up for the past as much as he can.
WHAT CATCHES THEIR INTEREST FIRST WHEN MEETING SOMEONE NEW?:  He can sniff out a fellow Templar a mile away (or several miles, in the case of Samson). 
WHAT DO THEY VALUE IN A PERSON?:  Honesty, a strong will, devotion (not necessarily to the Maker or the Chantry, but to a just cause that focuses on protecting others).
WHAT THEMES DO THEY LIKE TALKING ABOUT?:  War stuff, chess, books, trebuchets, dogs.
WHICH THEMES BORE THEM?:  Lectures about anything. He did his time in Azkaban in the Circles. No more. Please no more.
DID THEY EVER WENT THROUGH SOMETHING TRAUMATIC?:  His parents died trying to escape the Blight, he was tortured for weeks/months on end by blood mages, almost all of his friends died because of it, he was manipulated and brainwashed by his superior, he was forced into a near-debilitating substance addiction by his workplace... yeah just a few things.
WHAT COULD LEAD TO AN INSTANT KILL?:  Darkspawn and abominations. 
IS THERE SOMEONE /-THING THEY HATE?:  Darkspawn and abominations. Blood mages on principle. Regular mages (but he’s working hard to remedy this extremely bad and prejudiced thinking). Himself.
IS YOUR MUSE EASY TO APPROACH?: YES / NO.    - BEST WAY TO APPROACH THEM?:  Just be polite and he won’t turn you away. He’s guarded, yes, but not impossible to talk to.
SOMETHING YOU MAY STILL WANT TO POINT OUT ABOUT YOUR MUSE?: You’ll find out by writing together! ;D
CONGRATS!!! You managed it, now tag your mutuals! ♥
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lcnguor · 4 years
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THE MEGA RP PLOTTING SHEET / MEME.
First and foremost, recall that no one is perfect, we all have witnessed some plotting once which did not went too well, be it because of us or our partner. So here have this, which may help for future plotting. It’s a lot! Yes, but perhaps give your partners some insight? Anyway BOLD what fully applies, italicize if only somewhat.
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Mun Name: Mik      Age: 26       Contact: IM, discord, smoke signal, whatever.
Character(s) I rp: Nora, Spike. Which muse(s) inspires you the most atm?(for MM): Nora, most likely Current Fandom(s): Fandomless Fandom(s) you have an AU for:  pretty much everything I find around and hop on. My language(s): spanish, english.  Themes I’m interested in for rp:   Fantasy / Science fiction / Horror / Western / Romance / Thriller / Mystery / Dystopia / Adventure / Modern / Erotic / Crime / Mythology / Classic / History / Renaissance / Medieval / Ancient / War / Family / Politics / Religion / School / Adulthood / Childhood / Apocalyptic / Gods / Sport / Music / Science / Fights / Angst / Smut / Drama / etc. Themes/Genres you have an AU for: modern without supernatural, I do have some fantasy set up but eh. 
Preferred Thread length: one-liner / 1 para / 2 para / 3+ / novella. Asks can be send by: Mutuals / Non-Mutuals / Personals / Anons. Can Asks be continued?:   YES / NO   only by Mutuals?:  YES / NO. Preferred thread type: crack / casual nothing too deep / serious / deep as heck. Is realism / research important for you in certain themes?:   YES / NO. Are you atm open for new plots?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS. Do you handle your draft / ask - count well?:  YES / NO / SOMEWHAT. How long do you usually take to reply?:  24h / 1 week / 2 weeks / 3+ / months / years. I’m okay with interacting: original characters / a relative of my character (an oc) / duplicates / my fandom / crossovers / multi-muses / self-inserts / people with no AU verse for my fandom / canon-divergent portrayals / au-versions (as main or only verse). Do you post more ic or occ?:  IC / OOC. Are you selective with following others?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS.  
Best ways to approach you for rp/plotting:  ask, IM, discord, singing telegram, smoke signals, messeger pidgeos -- whatever dude. I will most likely talk and ramble a lot, I do like plotting and I squeeze my brains out to think in ways to rp with ppl. and I really suck at approaching others. really...
What expectations do you hold towards your plotting partner:  Ideas and somewhat more enthusiasm than me. I tend to shy away or feel very much awkward right off the bat if the person approaches me with not much to say or give. And honestly, some people really intimidate me because I am too hard on myself, so giving a bit of a pat on the back makes me relax more. I deal with a lot of anxiety and I know people run away the second I show it. 
When you notice the plotting is rather one-sided, what do you do?:  Mostly when I am doing the talk or coming with ideas or looking generally more interested. It takes effort for me to get on things and actually do stuff but if it’s not the other way around I end up thinking they got bored of me. I am one hell of insecure person. As for what I do, if after many tries of trying to reach another person and end up feeling rejected or ignored, then ... I stop. What’s the point of insisting if the other person would just be awkward or not spare you a word?
How do you usually plot with others, do you give input or leave most work towards your partner?:  well, I usually ask first what the other thinks or have in mind, if nothing, I either suggest or start brainstorming with the other person. I know some who have dealt with me at first I seem like a dettached person but not having ideas really makes me feel like I have not much right to talk. I want to give yet without impossing or letting it twist my arm. I know for a fact nora’s lore really doesn’t help shit for most things. 
When a partner drops the thread, do you wish to know?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. - And why?: if the thread was meaningful and we were really into it , then I would ask but as for the most, I don’t really bother with it. Sometimes people just lose muse, and even if I was enjoying it, I don’t have the right  to force someone or ask why they stopped. thread dropping is normal, i guess.  - What should your partner do when dropping a thread?:  whatever they want. telling me or not is up to them, I don’t really mind. RP is not something SUPER serious like it should be just perfect. I try to convice myself of this a lot.
What could possibly lead you to drop a thread?:  either because it was old as fuck, I couldn’t find muse or because it was lost in the void of tumblr’s amazing tracking system. - Will you tell your partner?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS.
Is communication in the rpc important to you?   YES / NO. - And why?:  if I do not have some idea of who am i rping with and what they have in mind, then it’s nearly impossible. being purely IC is really uncomfortable and could lead to a lot of misundertandings. - Are you okay with absolute honesty, even if it may means hearing something negative about you and/or portrayal?:  yeah. mostly yeah -- I mean, I will feel bad, I do have feelings, but I will take it with water. - Do you think you can handle such situation in a mature way?  YES ( but I will feel bad anyways ) / NO.
Why do you rp again, is there a goal?:  connect with others, ramble a lot about characters, have fun. I’ve been rping since i was 12 ( back then it was not big deal your age apparently ) and having to connect with other people by making these plots and stories and just having a fun time is something that brings me joy. There’s so much that can be done. And exploring my muses with other muses influences is really helpful to fill the holes left due indecisiveness.
Wishlist, be it plots or scenarios:  I wish people joined my lore more. Having muses that could be in the same story department as Nora in particular, would be hella and inspire me more. There is so much I have. Explore nora’s power is also something I want but it’s hard -- it’s very invasive and not many would really like it, feeling it’s meta. For now, I don’t really have other muses and Spike has her little crew outside tumblr.
Themes I won’t ever rp / explore:  umm, it’s hard to think in something in particular. But mostly stuff that collides with nora’s story/character. but there is a lot I am willing to explore.
What Type of Starters do you prefer / dislike, can’t work with?: casual starters are my fab. It’s easier to figure out how  to go or stop and think. plotted ones also work. as for what I dislike or cannot work with, things that force my muse to not act how they would? not giving me something solid is hard to handle. 
What type of characters catch your interest the most?:  I really like out of the norm muses, something that you see and say /oh , look at that/. Aesthetically, story wise or personality wise, something that goes out the usual troup most would use. I do have a guilty pleasure for opposite to my muse characters --- something that would really show the contrast with one another.
What type of characters catch your interest the least?:  Very basic ones? or those who try TOO hard to be special. A character that doesn’t fit in the context they are in, esp. in fandoms. HEAVILY divergent characters that just basically turn them into OCs. I know I sound like a bitch but I am the type who respect canon and the actual author behind the character too much. Also those that I don’t know much about? as in, the fandom never managed to catch my interest or smth in that line.
What are your strong aspects as rp partner?:  I know where is the line between fiction and reality. And that what your character does it does not reflect as the person you actually are. I am pretty laid back and I understand people’s views and reasoning. idk. I draw a lot if I am super invested ?
What are your weak aspects as rp partner?: I am super sporadic and can go from being super active to flat out dead for weeks. my mood swings a lot with the amount of attention I get, as horrible as it sounds. I am very anxious as a person for reasons ( not IRL mostly, just bad experience from previous partners ). I promise a lot but do little? honestly I will just bad mouth myself if I keep writing this.
Do you rp smut?:  YES ( tho mostly on discord ) / NO. Do you prefer to go into detail?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS. Are you okay with black curtain?:  YES / NO. - When do you rp smut? More out of fun or character development?:  both? - Anything you would not want to rp there?:  ehhhh, idk -- i don’t do as much to know what I don’t like here.
Are ships important to you?:   YES / NO / RELATIVE. Would you say your blog is ship-focused?:   YES / NO. Do you use read more?:  YES / NO / SOMETIMES. Are you: Multi-Ship / Single-Ship / Dual-Ship  —  Multiverse / Singleverse. - What do you love to explore the most in your ships?:  the very nature of human relations. I am talking about Nora big time here -- there is a lot to explore in her relations and how she reacts and acts towards someone is very very contextual. How much she fakes, how much she is sincere, how much she struggles or how relaxed can be. force her to show her real self, which is very hazy even for her as a task. Be very poetic deep and also very shallow. I particulary see her as a character that REALLY depends on her relation with the other muse -- but generally speaking for any of my muses: I love to explore them as a pair and as individuals. - What is your smut tag?: the unfamily friendly. ( new tag (?))
Are you okay with pre-established relationships?: YES / NO. - And what kind of ones?: Anything? I am open to anything honestly. As long as it makes sense.
► SECTION ABOUT YOUR MUSE.
- What could possibly make your Muse interesting towards others, why should they rp with this particular character of yours now, what possible plots do they offer?:  Anyone who is denying their feelings, are peculiar as an individual or anyone who needs an insight of themselves and the world around them. Nora is a mentor type of character, she is here to be a support and help others explore themselves and learn. Also if you are a minor, she will most likely try to get close to help -- one must protect the good sad kids.
- With what type of Muses do you usually struggle to rp with?:  Stubborn, very fixated with things. Who would not open themselves to other perspective without thinking someone is trying to change them. Also she would struggle a heck lot with psychopaths and sociopaths, or anyone that “doesn’t have a face” for her. - With what type of Muses do they usually work well with?:  Curious people, struggling ones, kids in general -- people that are willing to listen to her opinions and try to improve in a positive way. Also those who are quirky in a way. 
- What interests your Muse(s) in general:  rabbits, literature, interesting people, the unknown, learning, relationships of all natures.  - What do they desire, is their goal?:  Live long without letting her particularity ruin her -- for her kind nobody makes it past the 50s and she wants that , to conquer her ability and prove that even with something like she is ( they are ), it’s posible to live and be happy. have a family of her own, yeah she is that cheesy. - What catches their interest first when meeting someone new?:  Their actions and the emotions that they are carrying on their back.  - What do they value in a person?:    sincerity, willingness, enthusiasm. - What themes do they like talking about?:  a lot of phylosophic stuff, deep topics -- as well to casual things of life. about people and society. - Which themes bore them?:  excuses and avoidance -- people who are willing to drop everything and give up.
- Did they ever went through something traumatic?:  the attempt of suicide of her mother. and the successfull suicide of many of her peers. - What could possibly trigger them?:  any sort of threat or violence towards someone who does not asked for it. esp. her peers and family. - What could set them off, enrage them?:  Immoral ones. Those who are willing to stomp on others just to success in their goal. - What could lead to an instant kill?:  is not killing, but touch a hair of her family and you are done. same for her friends and protegees.
- Is there someone /-thing they hate?:  gorgers, suicide, her tired face. - Is there someone /-thing they love?:   her family and dear ones --- to a fault. rabbits or anything related to it.
Is your Muse easy to approach?: YES / NO. - Best ways to approach them?:  any way is okay as long as is not threatening. - Where are they usually to find?:  during the night, in the streets -- during the day is either her workplace or her house. maybe a park near her apartment/location if she is feeling stuffy.
Something you may still want to point out about your muse?:  she is not a good person , she is willing to manipulate people and is constantly trying to impose her morals. but she is also very sensitive even if she doesn’t show it --- Nora does look tired for a reason , and one of them is because she cries a lot . 
CONGRATS!!! You managed it, now tag your mutuals! ♥
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highgaarden · 4 years
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I was wondering, could you give some tips for writing Caroline’s character? I feel like you grasp her so well.
Like, seriously you understand Caroline so well, and when I read your fics I feel like they’re very Caroline-oriented even when it’s being told from Klaus’ POV. So, just wanted some tips on how to write Caroline :)
this is really, inCREDIBLY sweet, and would it be anticlimatic if i told you i don’t really know how to answer this? 
what i can say is that i know how my brain works when it comes to absorbing information, and when i first started watching tvd, it was because i’d spied that iconic, haunting 3x11 scene in a tumblr gifset (sans dialogue!!), and of course it only took one youtube search to find out that it actually WASN’T an already established relationship between two centuries old vampires, which was what i’d assumed from the way these characters were looking at each other? i sort of assumed that Big Hubs had disappointed Empress Wife somehow and they were having like, a serious, bittersweet convo about the state of their lives / marriage / beings???? 
but i digress. sorry, i had to set the scene. im getting there i promise. shocked and dismayed, i had to do the only thing anyone in my position would do: go on fanfiction.net and livejournal and read copious amounts of fanfiction.
mind you, ‘twas the early days, so there wasn’t even that many fic yet unless you count the crackfics here and there. but they were all really wonderful, fleshed-out, introspective pieces that sort of made a VERY lasting impression on me. and whatever i’d read, whatever grasp of the characters i got through these fics, i kept reinforcing the idea by seeking out the kind of stories with the same writing styles and narratives.
it helped that back in the day (shit am i one of THOSE people?) there was really great room for healthy discussions, forums, threads and whatnot that really helped reinforce for me the idea of who caroline is.
so what i’m trying to say is, you are what you read. and the more you read, the deeper your understanding of what it is you enjoy about reading and writing.
another thing i often do is that (this is probably bad writing advice so take from this what you will) whenever i start a new story, it usually starts from a scene that i can imagine very vividly in my head, which makes me hunger to write the rest of the fic just so i can write THAT SCENE. of course when you want to write the scene you already have in your arsenal a fistful of the character’s mannerisms, motivations, crutch words, but you also should probably take into account the different levels of intimacy they have with other characters which determine HOW they speak to each other - the tone, the mood, perhaps.
also whenever i write, i’m constantly asking the character (essentially myself lmao but shhh) WHY they do the things they do? what do they have to lose? where do they go from here? what’s one very predictable thing they might do? what nuances and idiosyncrasies can i add to the scene to make it more believable as something they’d do? 
ALSO!!!!! having a beta or someone to bounce ideas off of is a great blessing as well. it really helps you because sometimes you get too used writing a character and forget to challenge them. a good beta not only checks whatever mistakes/typos you might make in your fic but also someone who understands not just these tvd characters but character in GENERAL. you know that fight club saying how “everything is a copy of a copy of a copy”? oftentimes in writing, it’s always the same tropes, traits, motivations, etc. what makes a difference - what keeps them from being carbon copies of one another, is the character’s mannerisms/idiosyncrasies. 
tldr; read awesome fic, ask yourself constantly WWCD (what would caroline do?), get a beta/sounding board
i really hope this helps
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mustardprecum · 5 years
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So I’ve seen what you written with your past few posts and it’s literally so good!! Absolutely adore your style of writing xx if you want, could you do a little ficlet about Steve and billy maybe being stuck in some place together and slowly getting more comfortable and closer with each other?
[AWWWHHH THANK YOU T wT lemme try now that im sober. Hope you’re in the mood for stuck in an elevator] This sort of got away from me, so I’m putting it under a read more. 
Everyone had been excited for the field trip to Chicago. It was a big city with so much to see and do, and they were getting a whole 90 minutes of free time in between scheduled stops and tours.
Maybe if Billy wasn’t a midwestern hick who hadn’t grown up in San Diego, with frequent visits to LA and more than a few times, San Francisco, he would have been excited too.
He made one snide comment about cities on the coast, someone took that as an invitation to compare the ‘great’ lakes to the ocean, and now he was in an even worse mood. They were standing in front of the lake, which had nothing on the Pacific, and were about to be released.
“Stay with your buddies,” said the chaperone, holding out slips of paper. “And meet back at the hotel by 4.”
Tommy H. muttered something, but Billy didn’t bother trying to hear him. He was ready to go back inside because it was too fucking humid, his hair was heavy, and it felt like the air was sweating on him.
If he had listened to what Tommy said, he would have known that the chaperone had assigned him and Steve Harrington as buddies, and that Harrington was walking over.
“Try not to get mugged, Harrington,” Tommy jeered like it was an insult.
Harrington rolled his eyes as he came to stand in front of Billy. “Hey.”
Billy stared back at him blankly.
The other students began to disperse around them while Steve fidgeted. Finally, he sighed loudly, “look man, we just have to get through the next hour and a half. Can you handle a truce for that long?”
In fact, Billy had been handling a baseball bat enforced ‘truce’ with the grace of Laurence Olivier. That didn’t mean Harrington’s face didn’t piss him off, didn’t remind him of that night in the Fall where nothing made sense and violence was the only option. It didn’t mean that he had to deal with other feelings regarding Steve that were weird and deeply confusing.
“Cool, so,” Harrington threw his hands up, looking around at the cityscape. “Where do you want to go?”
“Inside.” Billy turned on his heel and began marching back towards the hotel, which thankfully was only across the street from the park.
Harrington made some kind of noise and followed after him. “What does that mean?” He asked; God he had the worst nagging mom voice. “Do you want to get food?”
“I want to go back to the hotel,” Billy said shortly. The stupid fucking traffic was heavy, and the stupid fucking crosswalk was red.
“But we’re in Chicago. I would have thought you’d be happy to be here.” Steve had his hands on his hips like he was telling Billy to wash his face and eat his vegetables.
“Happy,” Billy said disdainfully, “to be in Chicago.”
“How are you this much of a snob?”
“I’m from California.” Billy didn’t actually mean it as a joke, but Steve started laughing. He didn’t get happy looks like that very often anymore. Billy let him laugh until the light turned green.
The sour look returned. “Seriously, it’s not a city on the West coast, so you’re not even interested?”
Billy couldn’t imagine being interested in any place that wasn’t on the coast. The furthest inland he’d thought he’d ever travel was Las Vegas.
“I’d visit New York,” he said, “and New Orleans.”
“So...if it was called New Chicago you’d be interested?”
Billy had to stop, because Steve sounded completely serious. He stared at Steve, who looked totally guileless, like the fact that ‘New’ was in the two cities Billy listed was the common thread. Billy blinked several times, before he decided there was literally no answer to that.
They reached the hotel entrance and Steve opened the door for him even though he was still complaining.
“I wanted to see the Hard Rock Cafe!”
Billy snorted. He’d been to the Hard Rock Cafe in Los Angeles, it had been amazing, and any other place would be a disappointment. He pressed the arrow on the elevator a few times in quick succession, still ignoring Harrington.
If Harrington wasn’t such a goodie-goodie (sometimes) he could just leave and explore on his own. Billy didn’t bother pointing it out.
“Do you even have a room key?”
Billy tapped his pocket where the key resided and Harrington huffed. “This is my first trip to Chicago, why are you ruining it?”
The elevator doors opened and Billy stepped in. He raised his eyebrows with his finger poised over the 6 button. “Comin’ or going, Harrington?”
Harrington sighed again, wilted like he might drop deadweight onto the floor, before he stomped into the elevator and crossed his arms. “You suck.”
“You swallow,” Billy replied instinctively.
Harrington went on an impressive face journey before the meaning clicked in his head. “Gross,” he went to smack Billy’s arm.
If he hadn’t been mostly in Billy’s periphery it would have been fine. But for a moment, all Billy saw was a fist coming toward him out of a blindspot. He turned sharply, catching Harrington’s hand in a bruising grip.
Harrington stared, Billy stared back, and then the lights flickered just before the elevator jerked to a stop.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Billy threw Harrington’s hand away and slammed his hands on the door.
“Don’t, what if we fall,” Harrington edged around him and started poking at the panel. “Is there an emergency phone--oh, here it is. Billy, stop yelling!”
He didn’t hear his name from Steve a lot. It was enough to pause his yelling about how much Chicago sucked. He crossed his arms and leaned his shoulder against the doors while Harrington talked into the phone.
When he hung up, he was chewing his lip. “They said it might be an hour.”
Billy’s jaw clenched, “no.”
“Oh great, I’ll just call ‘em up again and say you said no,” Harrington ran his hands through his ridiculously fluffy hair and looked around the small space. “If you had just come out, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“No, if this wasn’t a garbage city, with a garbage hotel, with a garbage elevator, then we wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“Why,” Harrington snapped. “Why are you like this? Why are you always this fucking negative?”
“I’m not,” Billy lied. “You just never unclench, Harrington.”
“Oh, fuck you too.”
They stood on opposite sides of the elevator, pointedly not looking at each other. Billy wasn’t a claustrophobic person, but the air felt stale now that they were stuck. He itched for a cigarette that was packed discreetly in his overnight bag in his room.
“And another thing,”
“Jesus Christ,” Billy’s head dropped back against the doors.
“No, you got me stuck here, you’re going to listen to every damn word I have to say,” Harrington had his finger up, practically wagging it. “Just call me Steve.”
“What.”
“I don’t like the last name thing. I never did. So stop it.” He fidgeted some more, crossing his arms, then uncrossing them, putting his hands on his hips and shifting from foot to foot until Billy wanted to force him to sit down.
“Fine,” Billy waited until Steve looked up at him, surprised at the acquiescence. Billy gave him a shit eating grin, “Princess.”
Steve looked annoyed. “I don’t know why I bother.”
“I don’t either,” Billy drawled. “I made my feelings about you pretty clear.” Some of them, at least.
“You made your psychosis pretty clear,” Steve muttered, “before, you know, anything happened.”
He was worse at dancing around that night than Max.
But Steve wasn’t done. He moved to the middle of the elevator, a tiny bit taller than Billy but somehow looking up at him like a petulant chinchilla with big brown eyes. “I never did anything to you,” he said.
No, he hadn’t. On Halloween he barely looked at Billy, as if being dethroned meant so little that he couldn’t offer more than a short smile before wandering off after his girlfriend. Billy had hated him for it so much. Hated him for ignoring the taunts, for practically refusing to look at him.
Showers were the worst, because etiquette was to leave a buffer spot whenever possible. Steve didn’t even care when Billy stood right beside him.
“You piss me off,” Billy said simply.
“Why?” asked the chinchilla.
Billy felt his face twitch, the way it did when his temper was acting up but he didn’t want to make a scene in front of his dad. There wasn’t an easy answer to why, how dare Steve ask it while staring at him with all the attention Billy had been craving for months.
“Why was Max at Byers’ house?” he countered. Steve’s face shutdown and it pleased Billy. He stalked forward, stepping into Steve’s space with a manic smile. “Why the fuck were you all alone in a shack with a bunch of kids, Steve.”
Steve stared over his shoulder. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” he said quietly. “And if you got mixed up in it, you’d hate me.”
Billy wanted to say, I do hate you. “Do you hate whoever got you mixed up in it?”
Steve’s face crumpled. He always looked expressive that Billy never fully realized how composed he kept his face. His nose got red when he was upset. “Not hate,” Steve looked down at his feet and sniffed. “Just, it’s hard.”
“Is it something illegal?” Billy asked, “is it a drug den?”
Steve laughed and Billy felt the air from it on his chest. “God, I wish.” He tilted his head, looking at Billy, looking over his face and Billy wasn’t sure what he was looking for.
Billy really wanted to smoke.
“Why do you hate me, Billy?” Steve asked again. “You already won, you know?”
“It’s not about winning.” Billy really fuckin’ wanted to smoke.
“So what’s it about?” Steve frowned. “I don’t get it. I even get it with Max, history there and all that, but it was like you hated me on sight.”
“Why does it matter?” Billy grabbed the stupid popped collar of Steve’s stupid preppy polo and shook him. “Why do you suddenly give a shit?”
Steve’s eyes are wide, so wide that when they jerk to the left, it’s clear that they’re looking at the bruise on Billy’s temple that was mostly hidden by his hair. Billy claimed it was a fight like normal, there was something on Steve’s face that made Billy’s stomach twist: he knew something.
Billy was frozen, trying to sort through what Steve might know. He thoughts zeroed in on Max, that little shit. It was her fault that Steve was looking at him with a soft expression. He shoved Steve away, hoping it would end the softness. “I don’t need your fucking pity.”
“You have a fucked up idea of what constitutes pity,” Steve barely stumbled when Billy pushed. “I just think, maybe, all things considered and since we’re here,” Steve gestured to the elevator as if Billy had forgotten where they were, “maybe you could help me understand.”
“You’re such a saint,” Billy sneered. “Maybe I don’t give a shit what you understand.”
“I was kind of an asshole before,” Steve continued. He was starting to look soft and determined, and he was moved back towards Billy. “I remember wanting to stop, and not knowing how. Max said you used to be okay.”
“Max doesn’t know shit.”
“Why do you hate me, Billy?” Steve stopped in front of him, staring at him.
Steve cared way too much about what people thought about him. By Billy’s estimate they hadn’t even been stuck for twenty minutes, and Steve was trying to go full therapist on him. No wonder Hawkins was making Max so soft, if she was hanging around this kind of guy.
Billy felt his anger under his skin, it itched and burned, and he wished he could just explode into a ball of fire because that had to be less painful then staying human shaped while feeling this way. But he couldn’t muster it up to his lips, it wouldn’t become the words he needed to shut Steve down.
“I don’t.” It was so involuntary that the words were more growl than voice.
Steve blinked again, as if he was genuinely surprised by the answer. As if Billy’s desperate ploys for his attention hadn’t been pathetically clear. Then he smiled, he had a goofy, infectious smile.
“Why was Max out there?”
“She got mixed up in something.” Everything about Steve was warm. “That was the safest place for her to be.”
Billy frowned, “trouble with cops?”
“Monsters.”
“Liar.”
Steve only smiled more, until he laughed like he couldn’t help it and dropped his head on Billy’s shoulder. “I wish,” he said around his giggles. “But shit went down. Government shit that I’m legally not supposed to talk about. I’m tired.”
His hair tickled Billy’s cheek, and it smelled nice. Billy let him stay like that while he pondered over what the answer meant. “Can you prove it?”
Steve heaved a sigh and turned his head so he was looking at Billy’s neck. “Once you know, there’s no not-knowing. No checking out either, I tried.”
For some reason, that made Billy think of Steve’s visibly dwindling relationship with Wheeler at the beginning of the year. Wheeler’s little brother had been at the house too. Wheeler, Byers, Sinclair and Max. The broken window, the bat with nails, the syringe that knocked him out.
“I beat the shit out of you,” he said absently.
“So did Jonathan.”
“Am I supposed to know who that is?”
Steve started laughing again, and Billy was taking so much of his weight at that point, it felt natural to wrap his arms around Steve’s waist. Steve’s laughter started to come out harsher, until he was crying against Billy’s shoulder.
Panicked, Billy tried rubbing Steve’s back but it only made him shake harder. Jesus, how long had Steve been holding onto all this? For the sake of argument, Billy considered monsters and government shit, how Steve had been watching a bunch of kids all by himself, how he still sat at the lunch table with Wheeler and the guy she’d dumped Steve for. (Oh, maybe that was Jonathan.)
Maybe that was why Steve had been so quick to start opening up in the elevator. He was so desperate for someone he could actually talk to that he would even talk to Billy.
The elevator jerked again and the lights showed it was moving slowly down. Steve moved quickly, stepping back and wiping his face and in the span of ten seconds he looked like he was completely back to normal.
The doors opened on the ground floor, and a man in a coverall was waiting for them. “Sorry for the wait,” he said in a grating Chicago accent. “Dropped everything soon as I heard there were kids in there.”
Steve made polite small talk while Billy wandered out into to lobby. He stood there, hands in his pockets, until Steve came to stand next to him with a quizzical look. “I thought you wanted to go to the room.”
Billy shrugged, “I’m kinda hungry. Maybe could go for a burger.”
It took a second for a slow, hopeful look to cross Steve’s stupid chinchilla face. “Like, maybe at the Hardrock Cafe?”  
“Sure.”
Steve cheered, a little too loud for Billy’s taste, and started dragging him toward the door. Billy pointedly didn’t read into the fact that Steve didn’t drop his arm until they made it to the restaurant.
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