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asthmark · 4 years

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❝ only us ❞, n.jm

summary → it was obvious to anyone that you guys had practiced this various times. or maybe it was just natural chemistry? jaemin isn’t sure what’s worse.

request → “could you write about bestfriend jaemin getting jealous when he sees you kiss jeno for a play at school that you're in” (anon)

word count → 3k

a/n → this request made me so incredibly happy because all the knowledge i acquired my musical phase finally came in handy!! also i haven’t listened to dear evan hansen since i downloaded the illegal bootleg on my laptop like last year so i don’t remember much abt it :( i just kind of described it really vaguely lol anyway hope u enjoy ;)

jaemin dropped his backpack carelessly onto the floor of the crowded cafeteria. he set his plate down on the lunch table, not even glancing at you as he eagerly dug into his food.

“sorry i’m late,” he says to you, eyes concentrated on the orange citrus in his hand. his fingers skillfully begin peeling off the skin. “i had to stay a couple minutes after history class as punishment for eating during the lesson.”

you roll your eyes, an amused smile on your face. “disappointed but not surprised.”

at hearing this comment, he glares at you. “hey, i didn’t have breakfast today and my stomach was growling like, really loud! seriously, it sounded like a whale mating call or something.”

“and who’s fault is that?” you ask, tucking your hands beneath your chin.

he frowns as he pops an orange wedge in his mouth. “mine, i guess. but it’s only because coach told me i should eat less if i wanna play better. something about less body mass making it easier to move around the court.”

“well, i’m pretty sure he didn’t mean skipping out on entire meals, doofus,” you retort. “breakfast is the most important meal of the day, isn’t that what everyone says?”

“true.” suddenly, his eyes light up. “so, you’re gonna start bringing me breakfast in the morings?”

you raise an eyebrow. “i’m sorry, when did we decide on that?”

he flashes you one of his infamous na jaemin smiles. “just now.”

“yeah well, tell your coach you’ll be losing that weight because there’s no way i’m going to wake up at the crack of dawn just to get you a mcmuffin.”

“but it would make my mornings so much better,” he whines. “having basketball practice so early sucks but with my cute little cheerleader there it would be totally worth it... the mcdonald’s is a bonus.”

you can’t help but laugh. “sorry nana, but i prefer sleeping in over watching a bunch of sweaty guys toss a ball around at 6 a.m.”

“fine... buy me a coffee after school and i’ll let you slide.”

“maybe tomorrow, i’ve got theatre today.”

“well, after that then,” he suggests.

you shake your head. “but then you’d have to wait and we’re doing a full rehearsal today.”

he shrugs. “i can wait, i don’t have practice.”

“yeah but i know how you are, na jaemin. you have the attention span of a goldfish.”

“not when it comes to you. you always have my attention.”

you’re about to laugh at what you assumed had been a purposefully cliché one-liner on his behalf but there’s no sign that he was joking. his devilish smirk and teasing eyes that usually appeared when he flirted with the girls on campus were nowhere to be found. instead you’re met with a straight face and his glimmering eyes that seem almost expectant, concentrated on you only. it takes you by surprise. was he being serious or something? the thought alone has your heart beat steadily increasing.

“okay fine, fine. anything for you to stop staring at me like that.”

he tilts his head to the side, resembling a lost puppy. “staring at you like what?”

“like—“ you pause, debating on whether or not you should say it. “like you’re in love with me or something.”

he only chuckles. “you have no idea.”

you almost choke on your sandwich. before you have a chance to ask him what in the world he meant by that, one of his teammates from the basketball team appears behind him, stealing his attention away.

“hey jaem,” donghyuck greets as he ruffles the younger boy’s hair. “coach just called a team meeting.”

“right now?” jaemin asks, displeased.

the brunette nods, folding his arms over his chest.

jaemin suppresses a groan as he stands and grabs his belongings. “sorry y/n. i’ll see you later for your rehearsals, okay?”

you nod. “see you later, nana.”

“bye jaemin’s girlfriend!” donghyuck exclaims receiving a punch in the arm from your ‘boyfriend’ although he doesn’t deny.

“i’m excited,” comments jaemin later that day. he has a bright grin on his face as you make your way through the hallway to the multipurpose room where you usually went for theatre club .

“oh really? i didn’t know you liked musicals.”

“well not really. but i like you.”

for the second time in one day, jaemin catches you off guard. you kick yourself for letting his shamelessness get to you. after all, wasn’t he like that with every girl? he had always been a charmer, you knew that before you had even met him.

na jaemin—point guard and certified flirt.

the only reason you had grown closer was due to him being in critical need of academic help and your teacher seeing you as a fit tutor. at first everyone found it amusing; the classic popular guy and quiet girl cliche. nobody had expected that you two would become practically glued by the hip. especially not you. maybe that was why you were so opposed to jaemin flirting with you. you were best friends but you knew how he was: not interested but never one to turn down any kind of attention. there was just no way that among so many girls you would be an exception.

“well, i hope you can like me for two hours because that’s probably how long this is gonna take,” you say, trying to move the conversation forward.

“i already told you, i have nowhere to be!” he exclaims. “besides, when would i ever turn down an opportunity to stare at you for a couple hours?”

you can’t help but roll you eyes, playfully. “please refrain from using any of your cheesy pick up lines on me while we’re there.”

“why?” he whines. “are you embarrassed of me?” when you turn to look at him he’s making those ridiculous puppy eyes that he knows you find hilarious.

you snort at seeing the familiar face. “when you do that, definitely.”

“alright fine. i’ll try to be on my best behavior in front of your little theatre friends.”

“thank you.” despite not believing a word he says, you still push open the door leading to the multipurpose room.

before you even get one foot in the door, your cast mate is already in your face.

“y/n, finally!” he says, looking beyond relieved at your presence. “i thought you’d never come! c’mon, you gotta change into your costume so we can start.”

“it’s not even opening night, jeno, calm down!” you say, laughing. “and i’m only a couple minutes late, it’s fine.”

he frowns. “you know how anxious i get. everything needs to be perfect.”

“yeah i know, sorry renjun.”

jeno makes a face, showcasing his disgust with your comment that compared him to your strict director. “shut up, you’re gonna summon him.”

“summon who?”

speak of the devil.

you shake your head at renjun who has appeared besides jeno. “not important.”

he smiles sarcastically, brushing his blonde bangs out of his face. “oh good. so can we move on to the actually important things now? like how you’re 6 minutes late?”

you sigh. “i had to wait outside jaemin’s class that’s on the other side of campus, sorry.”

but renjun doesn’t seem to care about your apology. instead, his attention has shifted to jaemin who stands behind you, hands stuffed into his pockets and eyes curiously observing the interactions between you and your friends.

“hello there.” your director moves past you, extending his hand towards your best friend which he takes awkwardly. “pleasure to meet you. you’re on the basketball team, right? i heard you scored the winning touchdown at the last game. congrats!”

“um, it’s just called a point in basketball but... thank you.”

renjun ignores jaemin’s correction. “is it your first time visiting the theater club?”

the brunette nods.

“oh, that’s wonderful! do you plan on coming to see our play on the 15th of this month?”

jaemin scratches the back of his head. “um... to be honest, i didn’t even know you guys had one coming up.”

renjun laughs, harder than usual. “that’s quite alright. it’s called ‘dear evan hansen’. it’s about the trials of high school life for a depressed teen who’s caught in a huge lie.” his hands fly around wildly, using them for emphasis as he dramatically explains the plot to jaemin. “you should come support us!”

“well, i would love t—“

“great! entry is $10.00, cash only. and definitely invite the rest of the basketball team!” with that, renjun rushes off, shouting something about how that was ‘exactly how to sell tickets for the play’ to the rest of the staff.

jaemin gives you a confused stare. “what just happened?”

you chuckle and give him a pat on the back. “you just experienced firsthand what we call here at the theater club the huang renjun effect. never fails to suck somebody into buying tickets for our shows.”

“well, now i kinda wanna buy one.” he turns to you, his eyes widening so big it’s comical. “wow, he’s good.”

“he’s more of a salesman than a director, that’s what you always say, right?” you turn to jeno who nods at the statement. “oh, this is jeno, by the way. he’s one of the few people around here who is not crazy.”

jeno waves at jaemin who smiles weakly at him, too busy observing his physique to say anything. his costume consisted of a blue polo shirt that made his biceps and veiny arms much more prominent. the shirt was pretty tight as well, making his toned chest and torso visible to just about anyone. the khakis he wore were fitted and his thick thighs were impossible to ignore. jaemin can’t help but wonder what a guy with his body was doing in a theatre club when he could be such a useful player on the court.

he looks up at his face, his cheeks curved into a smile that reached his squinted eyes. he would admit, he was a good looking dude. he then glances at you and realizes—you spent almost everyday with jeno. he feels guilty for it but he can’t stop himself from feeling slightly threatened by your cast mate.

jeno clears his throat, trying to ignore the awkward silence that has settled upon the three of you. “um, it was nice meeting you.” he shifts his attention to you. “i’m gonna finish getting ready.”

once he has left, you let out a giggle that you had been holding in during the entire exchange. “what’s the matter? you got all choked up just now. look, i know jeno’s hot but you gotta keep your cool just like the rest of us, okay?”

he frowns as he folds his arms over his chest, your last comment only fueling his feelings. “quit teasing me.”

“aw c’mon, you know i gotta give you a hard time,” you say, knocking his shoulder with yours. “it’s my duty as your best friend.”

before he can even respond, renjun’s voice is heard, being amplified by the megaphone in his hand. “rehearsals will start in 15 minutes instead of 5 because y/n wants to chit-chat with her friend instead of going to hair and makeup!”

you scowl at having been called out. “alright, i’ve gotta go get ready. please enjoy the show, though, okay?”

jaemin nods, smiling at seeing the genuine glint in your eyes. “of course.”

you were reaching the half point of the musical and jaemin had already cried twice.

with the looks he was receiving from the stage crew and even some of the cast members up on stage, he could tell they hadn’t expected him to be as emotional as he was but he couldn’t help it. the play was incredibly sad and he found himself not even knowing who to pity.

there was jeno’s character, evan hansen, who was stuck in a hole he had dug himself into but there was still a bit of him that was innocent and so helpless.

then there was connor murphy played by a kid named park jisung, who had only been around for a couple of scenes since his character was so tormented he had taken his life at the beginning of the play.

there were many other supporting roles, such as family members or friends and they all seemed to have their own issues but the character that truly got to him was yours.

you were playing zoe murphy, connor’s sister who was grappling with the death of her brother the entire musical, not sure whether to mourn him or remember him for the abusive person he was. in fact, your performance had tugged at jaemin’s heart strings so intensely that your solo song was the reason he had cried the first time around.

your acting skills had impressed him and your vocals left him stunned. all the times you and him had carpooled and sung the songs on the radio at the top of your lungs, he had never noticed your heavenly pipes. now that he had, he could feel himself becoming even more into you, if that was possible.

he sat on the edge of his seat, eyes focused intently on you and jeno as the 10th song began. as soon as the sound of the soft piano begins, jaemin prepares himself to shed tears once more but to his surprise, it seemed to be taking a more romantic turn.

he could only watch as you and jeno sang about being together and not letting go of each other... basically saying everything he wanted to tell you. he knew it was all a part of the act but seeing a guy as perfect as jeno pour his feelings out to you as you watched him with heart eyes and sang about how mutual it was proved to be incredibly tough. it made him feel like all his shameless flirts and stares that were too long to be just friendly were useless. why couldn’t making you his be as easy as jeno was making it seem?

before he can beat himself up for it anymore you and jeno lock lips. it isn’t just a quick peck, either. your hand tangles itself into his gelled back hair and his hand ends up on your waist as your lips move against each other, rhythmically. it was obvious to anyone that you guys had practiced this various times. or maybe it was just natural chemistry? jaemin isn’t sure what’s worse. all he knows is that he can’t take another second of watching you two engage in your passionate kiss when all he wishes is that he were in jeno’s shoes.

so, without a second thought he gets up and rushes out the door. he doesn’t look back at you because he doesn’t want to see the confusion and disappointment that will surely be on your face. he doesn’t want to deal with the consequences of his childish actions. he doesn’t stop running until he reaches the gym and takes a seat in the bleachers. he doubles over, head in his hands as he pants heavily in an attempt to catch his breath.

shortly after, much to his surprise, the door swings open and there you stand.

“what are you doing here?” he asks, sitting up straight.

“me? what about you, jaemin?” you approach him, slowly. “you just ran out of the room, for god’s sake. everyone’s worried, i’m worried.”

he feels another wave of guilt wash over him for interrupting your rehearsal and going against the one thing he said he was going to do: behave. “please go back. i’m fine, y/n. just needed a breather.”

“oh no,” you say walking up the stairs to the top row of bleachers where your best friend sits. “don’t ‘i’m fine, y/n’ me. you are most definitely not fine.” once you reach him you take a seat to his left, making sure to leave a generous space between you and him. “what happened back there? i swear, if renjun said anything to you i’ll personally make sure he never looks in your direction again.”

“no, it’s not that.” he pauses. “you and jeno were just—“ he trails off, his throat going dry.

you carefully place a hand on his arm, letting him know you would wait for anything he had to say.

“you were just really convincing.”

“well, isnt that a good thing?”

“it was... too much for me to see,” he confesses.

“so, what you’re saying is it’s too unrealistic? do we need to tone it down a bit?”

he nearly groans in frustration. “it’s not that! i wanted to be him, y/n! i want to feel your lips and hear about how much you want me!”

you retract your hand from his arm. “are you serious right now?”

he shoots you a harsh look and you notice how his eyes are glossed over, confirming just how serious he was. he gets up to leave, accepting his rejection before you grab his arm again and yank him down. he lands back on the bench and stares at you, visibly puzzled.

“if you would have waited a second longer you would know how badly i want those things too, you goldfish.”

the tears in his eyes fall but he still shoots you a toothy grin, showing he was anything but unhappy. you bring your hand up to his face, your thumb softly rubbing away the wet stains on his cheek. he unconsciously leans into your touch, never once breaking eye contact. once he’s had enough of delicate touches, he pulls you into his chest and you breathe in his scent—peppermint and coffee.

“i’m sorry.”

“for what?”

“for basically trading spit with jeno right in front of you.”

“it’s alright, baby... let me be the only person you practice that kiss scene with and i’ll let you slide.”

“deal.”

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shadow--writer · 3 years

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Hi!! I LOVE your writing!! may I request something for modern! Muriel where he goes to a school, never talks to anyone and maybe still lives in a hut, so he doesn’t really know all the modern stuff. He sees the MC (fem would be nice) and develops a crush on her. One day he sits in like a library and he’s on his laptop and the poor guy just doesn’t know what to do with it, so the MC offers him help and he’s a big blushing mess. She invites him to come to her house to study and she has this small apartment with like lots of flowers and animals so he feels right at home and they talk about plants,animals and stuff? it’s so much I’m sorry, I thought it’s cute 🥺

awwwww omg thank you so so much! I’m still super surprised people like my writing and like me enough to follow just I love y’all.

So these are in headcanon form and I went a little wild. Also this counts as a little birthday present for @tabbybells since I thought of Bink and Muriel the whole time I was writing~ Lov u and your amazing artwork. You’re super fun and very sweet, if y’all have the time go check them out! Wonderful art of Muriel and a super adorable MC cat bastard named Bink. (there is a bonus with Bink and Muriel too after the other headcanons just for fun! Lmfao hope I got Bink right XD)

Muriel x MC modern au. Made it college, he’s a Veterinary Science Major MC is not specified with gender and major (you two have science classes together tho ;3)!

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Muriel is the more reserved student, SUPER DUPER smart and really good at what he does but more reserved

Hear me out here but: he has glasses. Thick black frames, he pushes them up his nose with his shoulder a lot when he gets distracted

He does struggle to use his new laptop because he was just fine with his old one until it broke on him.

You found this kinda funny. You’re studying in the library for a science test and this really big dude is just pouting at his laptop with the blue error screen

Of course this gets you out of studying so you go over to help him. At first he waves off your help, until you show him you have the same laptop and know what you’re doing

Then he gives in

“Good luck trying to fix this mess. Ugh my old laptop was better than this junk.”

...he had a 10 year old laptop that was the size of a brick and ran like a 94 year old woman with arthritis it was not better

He’s smart just not super tech savvy. Think ye old dad’s asking their kids for help with tech kinda not tech savvy.

It’s okay because he’s freaking adorable when he pouts over his laptop not working for the eight billionth time

You two start to chat a little bit after helping him boot up his laptop, and it’s goodbyes from there when you’re done

But he started going to the library pretty often after that in hopes of seeing you again

You come in every day to study and check out something new (or pester the librarians.)

So the two of you run into one another a bunch. Each time he has a new problem with his laptop (sometimes they’re real other times it’s an excuse to talk to you. O-Only to get help of course!)

Depending on you it might take a few days or a few months to catch on to his plan

And once you do, it makes you smile and laugh a little because gosh he is quite the dork

Of course you developed a little crush on him too during this time, but one day he comes in to actually study

You two have a science exam together to you invite him to come study over at your house

He tries to hide it but he lights up at the idea of spending more time with you, so of course he accepts (after...a moment of pretending to think about it. He didn’t want to seem too eager and scare you off)

When he first sees your apartment he’s....in shock to put it lightly

So. Many. Things.

He likes it a lot. The amount of animal stuff you have on your walls, plants hanging from the ceiling and a bunch on every window sill. Birds/cats/dogs/hamsters etc chattering around

It’s very bright and warm he feels at home immediately

You make warm drinks while he sets up in your living room, looking super large in this almost dollhouse couch and coffee table

It’s quite a sight, but he accepts the drink eagerly. You two study for a bit before the books get forgotten and you just...talk

About anything. Everything. The weather. Your classes. And it moves to animals.

He gets all excited and lights up when he starts talking about Inanna (met her injured in the woods outside of town when she was a pup. He nursed her back to health and she’s never left his side since)

When he talks about her he gets all animated and opens up a lot more. Still soft spoken and shy

If he notices you staring he’ll blush red and go quiet

But when you ask questions and ask for more stories he’ll slowly warm up to being animated again

You’re...really easy to talk to like this

When it gets late and he has to go home you kiss his cheek and send him off

Bright red he is.

But he can’t wait to see you tomorrow.

MODERN BINK AND MURIEL HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT. This is what im good at so Happy Birthday Tabby! 😎👉👉

Modern au Bink feels like a cat person to me. All the cats. Any cat he runs into he gets. House is filled with cats. It’s hilarious

Muriel calls him Grandma because of this. Bink in turn calls Muriel Grandpa due to his troubles with tech

Asra knits them both matching ugly sweaters

They wear them every time they see Asra

Bink and Faust have gotten into staring contests when they go over. Muriel finds them amusing and they can go on forever

Bink loses every time but he will not give up

“...you do know she doesn’t have eyelids right?” “I DON’T CARE I’LL BEAT HER”

Bink (to me) seems like a reigning champ of roller skating. Super graceful and finds it fun (gonna add Maeve in here real quick because this hit me: Bink and Maeve are the power couple of roller-skating.)

Muriel is uhh...not that. Clumsy, and VERY out of his element. Bink takes it upon himself to hold Muriel’s hand and guide him around

To outsiders it’s hilarious as Bink is 5′5 and Muriel is 6′10 and looks like he can bench press a truck

Muriel whittles Bink little presents and cat toys

He keeps the wooden animals on a shelf dedicated to them. You could map out their relationship through the wooden carvings.

Muriel lives on coffee. Bink is banned from drinking coffee

Asra has a polaroid camera and a cork board of pictures of Bink and Muriel

Faust and Inanna are good friends

Inanna and some of Bink’s cats are not friends

Inanna is banned from Bink’s apartment due to this fact

Bink and Muriel go on a lot of late night dates. They both like to nap with one another in a sunbeam on a couch

Muriel is the dad that passes out when he sits in a comfy chair. Bink is the cat that curls up on Muriel’s chest to soak in the warmth

Said cats will gather around them as well if they can

Asra has taken to calling them the oldest married couple

They are an old married couple, sinking into home like routine

Muriel carries Bink on his back when they go out into town because Bink does not want to walk

Bink and studying don’t go together well due to poor attention span (FAIR) Muriel has created a reward system for him (yes Muriel still has his glasses, and yes Bink steals them and wears them himself. yes he has gone blind in them. Yes Muriel has lecture him. yes Asra has a picture of this)

#the arcana #the arcana game #muriel #muriel of the kokhuri #bink #muriel headcanons #the arcana headcanons #fluff #college au #Muriel is an old man #HAPPY BIRTHDAY TABBY!#friend's apprentices #mc x Muriel #muriel x apprentice #muriel x bink

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rintarous · 4 years

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when you can’t fall asleep

↳ out of curiosity, you tried the infamous dalgona coffee (frothy coffee) that’s been going around social media. with the said ingredients, you could’ve sworn that you can take that much caffeine but here you were tossing and turning in your bed, unable to fall asleep. so why not go to your boyfriend’s room and ask him if you can sleep next to him for the night?

a/n: i do NOT recommend that you try the coffee AT ALL!!! i’m literally running on like 2-4 (seperate) hours of sleep rn and i shit you not i was able to fall asleep normally at like 5 in the morning so 🤡 + i’m lit rally in love w todorokis hc its too funny

BAKUGO KATSUKI:

at first he’d be so confused but welcome you with warm arms

till he remembers that you asked HIM to make you the drink

so he’d give you a full on lecture and a stern scolding about how he was right all along and you should’ve believed him now you’re suffering because of the after effects of strong coffee

in a hushed tone of course

cause it was TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING

you’d pout and tell him that you’ve tried so hard to go back to sleep but fail each time

he listens but doesn’t say anything so he grunts in response

cs mans was turned away from you but still kept an arm around you

your head was throbbing and you can feel the caffeine pumping through your veins making you jumpy time to time

which kinda annoys bakugo at some point

but knowing what caffeine does to your body

he just ,,, goes with it

but his patience is decreasing little by little

and after hearing his bed creak and you tossing and turning for what seemed to be like 2 hours straight

he finally hears your little snores

which makes him happy cs FINALLY you fell asleep with him

but he looks at the time and reads it was FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING

and you two had classes at like 7

so neither of you had a good nights sleep

bakugo on the other hand sleeps at like 8 so he’s fine

but you???

running on 2-3 hours of sleep????

bakugo was highkey concerned about your health and well being for the day

and made you drink how many cups of water to at least get the caffeine out of your system

your classmates were looking at you funny

especially the ones who were on his floor

not just by your state atm but the fact they found you coming out of bakugo’s room that day early in the morning

and because they obviously heard his bed creak that night

and no one had to courage to ask bakugo without being blown away literally

so they just kept it aside

but it eventually got to bakugo cs bakusquad couldnt keep their mouths shut

so bakugo had to explain what happened to you

and now bakusquad minus bakugo and you want to try the coffee for themselves

despite your protests

oop their loss

KIRISHIMA EIJIRO:

kiri would probably be one of the people who’s a heavy sleeper among this bunch

so you had to bang on his door a bit louder for him to get up and yank the door open

his sleepiness would go away the moment he notices its you who knocked on his door

“babe? it’s like 3 in the morning what’s up?” he yawns, stretching his long limbs

you’d instantly tell him about the coffee you just drank 8 hours ago and it’s still having an effect on you

he’d let you in and instantly he flops down on his bed

leaving you little to no space

but you shove his heavy ass to the other side of his bed

since his room was a bit.. hot ,, you didn’t bother on draping his blanket on you

cs u were already sweating to begin with

and the fact he snores loudly

it made the situation a lot worse since you literally can’t sleep

your head was already throbbing due to the after effects of coffee

and his snoring wasn’t helping at all

so you shake him awake

and mans was startled and was about to scream due to your hair being down and his room was so dark

“JESUS BABE YOU SCARED ME SHITLESS” he puts a hand over his chest

“that’s not very manly now is it” you growled in response

making him confused

then he’d be like: oh yeah you can’t sleep... sorry bout my snorin’ babe

he kisses your cheek randomly in attempt to say sorry

you rolled your eyes and faced away from him

eijiro shrugs and drapes his arm around you and pull you to his chest

and since he noticed you wincing earlier when he made a loud noise, he massages your head to ease the pain a bit

AND GOD IT FELT AMAZING

because of this, you finally fell asleep in his arms

SHINSO HITOSHI:

he’d be so confused on why you were at his dorm room at ungodly hours

but then he’d be on high alert when he sees you on the verge of crying

“i-i can’t sleep even if i want to and i’m just scared i might die in my sleep so can i sleep with you tonight?” you babbled

shinso immediately makes room for you and before you know it you were in his arms

he’d ask you wtf happened to you and why you can’t sleep

then you tell him about the infamous dalgona coffee that’s been going around

“wait.. how many tablespoons of black coffee?”

after you tell him, he proceeds to lecture you about black coffee and why you shouldn’t drink it

later, shinso falls back asleep on his own leaving you awake in his arms

you tried and tried to make yourself fall asleep but it wasn’t working at all

as the time ticks away you were growing desperate and desperate

you even thought about asking shinso to use his quirk on you

and if that would it take for you to fall asleep peacefully then you’ll take it

so you shook him awake.. again

“what?” he mumbles, still sleepy

“i know you said you wouldn’t do it to me, but i’m really desperate now.. can you use your quirk to make me fall asleep?” you asked, avoiding eye contact with shinso

shinso looks at you bewildered

cs no one asked him purposely to use their quirk on them

but it really seemed like you weren’t falling asleep any time soon

and the fact you had school in the morning

after an inner argument with himself, he agrees to do it

“okay..”

so he asks you a basic question and by the time you know it you were brainwashed

he basically told you to fall asleep

to which IT WORKED

when shinso heard your breath go even

he’d smile slightly knowing you were finally able to go to sleep

so he’d pull the blanket over you and to himself

and now you two were on your way to dreamland

bonus: since you couldn’t wake up (as you were still brainwashed) shinso had to shove you to the ground to get the effect away

“hey what the fuck?” you asked, vision still hazy

“sleepyhead” shinso mutters as he shoos you away since he was about to get ready to attend classes

TODOROKI SHOTO:

you find yourself knocking on his door at like 1 in the morning

at first he’d be like: why are you here?

and you’d tell him about the coffee situation

and lowkey he wants to try it for himself too just to see what happens to him

but then he’d scoot over and give you some space so you can lie down next to him

but todoroki falls back asleep literally the moment you lie down

so you had to shake him awake again

“what?”

“i can’t sleep shoto”

“... then close your eyes til you fall asleep”

and turns away from you.. AGAIN

he hears you “tsk” and feels bad

so he turns to you and brush your stray hairs away

“okay i’m sorry.. but what happened to you that you can’t sleep”

you gave him a brief explanation about what happened

and boy was he still confused

not knowing what to do he just draped his right arm over you and instantly you felt the light cold breeze against your skin

you’d probably ask him to keep the room temperature down so his room would be like so cold

and the best way to fall asleep fast is to sleep in a cold room right

but somehow it made the situation worse and now you were just staring at his ceiling for god knows how long

so you shake him awake again

“shoto it’s not working” you hushed

and now the dude is raising his eyebrow in confusion

“well, what do you want me to do?”

suddenly you remembered how your mom either used to pat you or rub your sides till you fall asleep when you were younger so you ask him to do that

“if that’ll take you to fall asleep then let’s do it” he yawns

you lie on his arm and next thing you know he’s patting your thigh continuously while closing his eyes

shoto must be a miracle worker or something cs the next thing you know you were knocked out cold

and being the dense bitch he is

he didn’t bother to wake you up when he woke up

so he left you sleeping in his room till you woke up on your own at around lunch

and at school everyone’s like: dude why aren’t you with y/n

and he’d be like: oh she’s sleeping in my room

everyone gave him a confused stare

and then the door suddenly bursts open

to reveal you with your unkept uniform and hair thrown into a messy bun

“ooh someone had a rough night” kaminari snickers but you used your quirk on him to shut him up

todoroki spots you and deadass goes: oh there she is

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nostraightheadcanons · 4 years

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Oooh, I'd like to know your headcannons for 1010 or Neon J! I like to think each member of 1010 has their own personality and hobbies to do when not performing.

I’ll give you my 1010 hcs and save Neon J for another ask! I have personality/name hcs alongside regular ones so sorry if this is a mouthful (and if you’re in the NSR server with me bc you’ve seen these already haha)

White/Blanche: The leader of the bunch. Kinda cocky, kinda sassy, but means well and cares about his brothers even if he's not always showing it. The stress of having all the authority doesn't seem to get to him but it does. He doesn't deal with it well and just goes "i do not see it u-u" Green/Jade: The quiet one! Doesn't speak to others unless spoken to, but will speak freely to Neon J and his brothers (but he's still pretty quiet.) Has a lot of fans for seeming like a strong quiet type but he's actually just shy! Flusters surprisingly easily and never knows how to handle their fans, but he still genuinely enjoys performing with the group. Blue/Azu: Has a very relaxed and mellow attitude, would probably be a fan favorite based on that alone. He honestly prefers lounging and doing things on his own accord, but will buckle down for the group (after White yells at him a bit.) He doesn't seem to get stressed or bothered by much, going with the flow is his thing. (Bonus hc: the sunglasses he wears now was his very first gift from a fan, they've got sentimental value and he doesn't take them off.) Red/Pula: A more suave sort, he’s the type to flirt with fans a lot and make them swoon. A lesser known side to him is his passion, he gets worked up very easily and is especially prone to getting heated over negative critics. It’s not all bad though, he pours his heart and soul into making great songs and performances. Neon J really admires his work ethic. Yellow/Amar: High energy and pretty optimistic! He’s got a lot of love for his brothers and acts as the unofficial “big brother” for the group. He’s the one who’ll speak up for Green, or help Red settle down, and he sits with White and listens during a rare vent. He’s very meticulous about his hair and though he gets teased about it, he actually likes the style.

- They were all “created” at the same time, so there’s technically no oldest or youngest brother. However, Yellow is considered the eldest and Blue is considered the youngest, with White being the middle brother. He hates it.

- Green has some self esteem issues, with being the least favorite among their fans. The brothers do their best to reassure him that he’s just as valued as the rest. When he gets his first bit of fanmail, he cries and the rest of the brothers come to comfort him and celebrate.

- Whenever Neon J leaves them to their own devices in their mansion, they go wild. House parties at their mansions are infamous to be the craziest and most fun parties, but they’re meticulous with their cleanup. Neon J never suspects a thing, somehow.

- Being soldier-themed, they are not immune to routine. Each one has their own little routine they do in the morning to prepare for the day.

- Despite not needing to sleep, Blue enjoys taking naps when they’re not doing anything. White always yells at him, so he finds different spots to nap. It’s become a game at this point.

- Their bodies are mass produced, but their personalities are all their own. In the event that their current body breaks down due to wear or other means, they simply wirelessly transfer themselves into a new one.

- Blue is a cat guy! They’re cute and chill little dudes that do things how they want to, just like him.

- The boys don’t need to eat or drink, but they know NJ does. They’re into the novelty of it and are considering asking for upgrades to do so.

- Green relies heavily on nonverbal communication as he’s selectively mute, the boys understand his own language of expressions and hand gestures perfectly.

#nsr #no straight roads #nsr hcs #nsr headcanons #mod headcanons #ask #1010 #mod celeste #using their colors rather than my hc names to avoid confusion #i may be gay for djss but i love the 1010 boys so much #long post #Anonymous

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because i have zero self control when it comes to christmas films and, well, cheesy christmas films are #life.

basically, i have developed a collection of favourites over the years, including both classic christmas films that are fun for the whole family and terrible, dripping with all our favourite favourite cliches hallmark christmas films, and yet i am still always on the hunt for more. so, i thought i would try a little thing to share them with everyone else as well (and actually remember them for future reference)!

check out the tag here i will try and remember to use as i live blog some of these movies or head on down below the cut to see all of the christmas films i’ve watched in 2020. thoughts and star ratings included! as expected, i will also be updating this as i watch more and more this holiday season (follow along on twitter too if you want).

note: since i LOVE terrible hallmark films, some that i give a higher rating will not actually be......critically acclaimed. i am just #obsessed and have my reasons as stated, i’m sure.

holidate (2020)

⭐️⭐️| first time watch | someone on letterboxd compared this movie to when you watch a rom com in sims and it’s just a bunch of random scenes that make no sense and they’re absolutely right. its only saviour is an australian dude and the line “so you know me well enough to cum in my mouth, but you don’t know me well enough to get me a christmas present?”

my christmas inn (2018)

⭐️⭐️| first time watch | i’ll be honest, this film was pretty forgetful. i watched it over a month ago and don’t really remember what happened. however, i do remember being impressed that the leading lady wasn’t a stereotypical thin white woman. so i guess at least it has that going for it.

christmas made to order (2018)

⭐️⭐️⭐️| first time watch | i actually thought this was pretty cute. it’s not the best, but also not the worst, so a decent medium if you need to fill up those figurative christmas stockings. the concept of hiring someone to decorate your entire house with no budget sounds pretty cool, but when the guy is aaron samuels and looks far from straight, it becomes a little questionable.

last christmas (2019)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️| rewatch | now this is not a cheesy hallmark film. in fact, i LOVE this film a lot and think i saw it twice at the cinema. last christmas is a top tier christmas song and i remember theorising about it when the trailer first came out, but i will say tissues may be a requirement to watch this. AND henry golding is my husband thank u and goodbye.

operation christmas drop (2020)

⭐️| first time watch | interesting concept in theory, but this is nothing more than US military propaganda and a cgi lizard. bonus: white saviourism.

the knight before christmas (2019)

⭐️⭐️⭐️| rewatch | a medieval knight transported into today’s world and has never seen a car before can drive better than me. that’s it. that’s the movie. also, he literally says the words “modern technology is lit af” at one point. solid christmas film if you ask me.

the princess switch (2018)

⭐️⭐️⭐️| rewatch | i strongly believe in the vhcncu (vanessa hudgens christmas netflix cinematic universe). i also have so many questions, like how did they afford the flights or solid conversation or was it all expenses paid? how did they finish a bulk of the cake without a mixer? why does everyone always speak english with a posh english accent even though it’s a non-english european country?

the princess switch: switched again (2020)

⭐️⭐️| if we learnt anything from a christmas prince, it’s that sequels are generally never better than their predecessor. that being said, this was much less cute body swapping christmas fluff and a little more literal kidnapping and saving the day. either way, blonde vanessa was hot and i appreciated the amber/richard cameo that insinuates a christmas prince is actually a dramatic documentary.

midnight at the magnolia (2020)

⭐️⭐️| now if you’re after an absolute cheesefest that ticks the boxes on best friends meets fake dating over the holidays, then this is the movie for you! albeit it takes place between christmas and new year’s, it’s still filled with their families knowing they were soulmates the whole time and two people who are a literal too comfortable on the radio. also, the dad’s totally should’ve been gay. they had more chemistry.

christmas wonderland (2018)

⭐️⭐️⭐️| tbh, i genuinely enjoyed this one. post breakup/high school sweethearts is a personal favourite trope of mine, so throw christmas & being forced to spend time together when she goes back home into the mix and i’ll have a serotonin explosion. bonus points for the guy telling the girl to go back to nyc to follow her dreams without being a dick. OH and the scene when he points a fuck load of sugar in his hot beverage.

a wish for christmas (2016)

⭐️⭐️| who doesn’t love a good office romance between a boss and an employee at christmastime? especially when you throw in a little christmas magic that makes her more confident that results in her finally getting what she deserves and having to travel and rekindle with his family? also, fuck them rich white dudes, but props to her for the significant job promotion.

christmas with a prince (2018)

⭐️| this was TERRIBLE and not in the good way. it featured: an entitled prince who suddenly had growth even though he did nothing to achieve it, majority of the film set in one hospital room, and the fact that she’s the only one with a tiara at the party filled with people who actually have titles. also, thought there was a decent ending but turns out there was still another 30 mins to go. ugh.

a royal christmas engagement (2020)

⭐️| don’t be fooled by the title. the engagement doesn’t happen til the last two minutes. it’s actually about a prince (bet you didn’t see that one coming) who travels to america, pretending to be his best friend who works for this major marketing firm because he’s tired of being the spare. this gets one star purely for the line “she’s not a commoner, patrick. she’s an american.”

christmas wedding planning (2017)

⭐️⭐️| it looked like it would be half decent, and while it’s definitely better than the last two, it was still pretty eh. i could get on board with her texting her dead mother’s number as a way to talk to her still, and i understand we all experience grief differently, but.....actively paying your mums phone bill 3 years later? girl. also, the end made me SCREAM. WHY DID THEY DO THAT!!!!

santa girl (2019)

⭐️| this was just painful to watch. evil jack frost makes memes in his free time, santa has a fancy car and doesn’t eat sweets, and there’s an odd comparison between the elves, minimum age workers, and racism. however, one star purely for the entertaining (read: bloody awful) tooth fairy cgi that gave me a right laugh.

the christmas chronicles (2018)

⭐️⭐️⭐️| this was really cute and had the makings of what could be a christmas movie staple along with the likes of elf and the santa clause (but will never reach that standard, obvs). tbh, it’s just a nice heartwarming family christmas movie about two siblings who band together to help santa and save christmas. also, santa was a #dilf.

the christmas chronicles: part two (2020)

⭐️⭐️| one of these days i would love to see a sequel that’s better, or at least on par, with its predecessor, but that day is not today. sadly, this film lacked all the heart and magic the first one was filled with and some scenes were pretty redundant. kurt russell and goldie hawn, however... one star for each of them.

forever christmas / mr. 365 (2019)

⭐️⭐️| the title varies depending where you’re from, but that’s probably the most exciting part of this movie. a guy celebrates christmas 365 days a year and a reality show wants to invade his house? ok, sure. one star for the eye candy and one star for, surprisingly enough, their chemistry and all the kissing scenes that don’t usually make the mark in the hallmark world.

noelle (2019)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️| did i renew disney plus just so i could watch this (and a couple of others)? maybe so... this movie is so fun! and family friendly! and is actually funny! it gives me major elf vibes, but if elf was set in a more modern day setting. either way, i had a great time and have been holding out on this one after loving it a lot last year!

the nutcracker and the four realms (2018)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️| anything nutcracker related is an instant win in my book because it’s my favourite ballet of all time (except for graeme murphy’s version, we don’t talk about that). does this movie actually deserve the four stars? maybe not. am i going to give them anyway purely for my love of the nutcracker and the soundtrack? absolutely!

#leeshmas2k20 #no one probably cares but i just thought it would be fun!#might actually post these on letterboxd too

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alison-anonymous · 4 years

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flawsome bandits pt. 4 ♡ sonic

Flawsome Revelations

Part 4! Thank you so much for all of the support guys, it literally supercharges me to write more! I love all of you and let me know what you think. Feel free to try and guess what mystery is lying in between these pages ;) Love you!

Warnings - this is the car chase scene, so very minor violence and tons of fluff

♡♡♡

Early the next morning, our favorite trio were flying down Siskiyou County Line, just on the border of California. Fueled on coffee, stale donuts, and lemon poppyseed muffins, they were ready to seize the day (mostly). Tom once again sat behind the steering wheel with Sonic sitting shotgun (though there was barely any point since he turned around to face Y/n so often) and Y/n situated in the middle of the backseat.

And still… no seat belts. Because who needs seat belts when you’re flying down a county line going sixty miles per hour? Not these people, I tell you.

“So, what’s on your guys’ bucket lists?” Sonic asked out of curiosity. “Me?” Y/n asked, and Sonic nodded excitedly.

“Yeah, everyone has a bucket list, right?” Tom nodded as a verification, but still tilted his head to the side in thought, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to look at the blue hedgehog.

“Well, yeah, but I mean, you’re the one leaving earth. Y/n and I don’t plan on dying anytime soon.” Sonic chuckled mischievously next to him.

“Oh, don’t be so sure! Your best friend is a magnet for danger,” Sonic taunted smugly. Y/n chuckled softly from the backseat. Her father, however, wasn’t quite that amused.

“Oh, so you’re anointing yourself as the bestie?” Sonic hummed in response. “A little presumptuous, but…” Sonic and Y/n both furrowed their brows in confusion, staring at Tom as he refocused on the road before him. “Look, I like you, but we’re not best friends. And frankly, I don’t think you and Y/n are best friend material either.”

“Wait, what?” Y/n scoffed, leaning in on the console and staring daggers at her father. “I think I have the right to say who is and isn’t my friend, and I already claimed Sonic as my best friend so-”

“Your loss,” Sonic finished for her. The two smiled smugly at one another and exchanged a proud high five. Tom chuckled at the defeat, but was secretly just glad that his daughter finally found someone other than her parents to be her friend. Sure, she had spent time with Crazy Carl and was able to hold decently long conversations with others, but other people her age were just… a little judgemental. Even though Sonic may be a chaotic, energetic, potentially dangerous hedgehog, at least he gave Y/n someone to confide in.

“So, getting back to the topic of bucket lists…” Sonic trailed off, eyeing the two humans to signify that he wanted them to start talking. Y/n sighed, looking out the window as they passed by a patch of giant oak trees.

“If I were to give you everything on my bucket list, we’d be here for a very long time,” she laughed. “But if you ever come back to earth, we can go over it sometime.” Sonic’s eyes bugged out in excitement.

“I am holding you up to that promise,” he smiled before turning back to Tom. “And you?” Tom breathed deeply, running the ideas through his head.

“Alright, I guess there is one thing,” Sonic and Y/n waited for him to continue as he paused for dramatic effect. “In Green Hills, I’ve always felt more like a babysitter than a cop, you know? So I want a chance to prove myself, under real, heavy pressure. Me, Y/n, and Maddie are going to move to San Francisco and I’m going to become a street cop. And, I don’t know, see if I have what it takes.” He finally looked back down at Sonic only to see his features contorted to one of what looked like a mix of disgust, shock, and betrayal. Y/n’s simply morphed into one of sadness as the idea of leaving was once again brought to the table.

“W-what?” Tom asked, Sonic’s face making him uncomfortable. “Why is your face doing that?”

“You’re leaving Green Hills?” Sonic asked them, his tone having an added sharpness that neither of them had heard before. “Did you know about this?” Sonic turned to Y/n, his jaw clenched and eyes wide. Y/n’s e/c eyes filled with sadness as she looked down to the floor in guilt, giving him all the answers he needed. Tom breathed out heavily.

“Okay-”

“B-b-but why? Why would you want to leave Green Hills?”

“I don’t!” Y/n protested, but Tom sent her a stern look to keep quiet. She looked back down at the floor again, only making Sonic more ticked off.

“This may come as a shock to you, but Green Hills is a very small town,” Tom explained.

“It is not small,” Sonic scoffed. “There are hundreds of people.” “That’s a small town, dude!”

“It’s a perfect town and the people need you! Both of you!” Sonic turned to Y/n, who was doing everything within her power to not cry. “I’ve seen the way that the people talk to you. They may think that you’re different, but there’s only one you. When Crazy Carl needed help setting up his traps for me, he asked for you. When that fat lady from the bakery needed someone to drive to the mills for extra flour, she called you. And as for you-” He turned back to Tom, leaving an awestruck Y/n, but was interrupted by the man.

“Please, all that they have me do is clean out gutters and jump start their cars in the winter. And they may call Y/n for those things too, but they could call anyone!” Tom rolled his eyes. Y/n’s gaze softened as she tried to process in her mind everything that was happening.

“Sure they could call anyone, but they don’t. But they call you guys.” Sonic laid his final card on the table. Tom pursed his lips, not really being able to find another viable excuse for himself. Sonic turned to Y/n only to see her with her eyes already fixed on him, tears glittering just behind her e/c orbs. In the heat of the moment, none of them had noticed the Robotnik-style drone barrelling towards them down the road. It was only when the device shot a typhoon straight through the window, narrowly missing Y/n’s head by an inch, and embedded itself into the dashboard that they all noticed. Y/n let out a glass shattering scream as she ended up slamming against the side of the backseat, in momentary shock from the near death experience. Tom let out a gasp as the vehicle began to sputter, swerving along the road as the drone began to try and reel the truck in. Sonic, however, was still locked inside their heated debate as he stood up on the seat and stared down at Tom.

“You know what? I was wrong, you’re not the Donut Lord at all. You’re more like the Jerk Lord!” Sonic sneered, his anger getting the better of him. Because of Tom’s inability to control the erratic movements of the truck, Y/n kept getting tossed around in the backseat like leftovers getting shoved into the back of the fridge.

“Can you not see the typhoon literally stuck in our dash?” Tom cried out in annoyance. The drone increased its velocity, causing the truck to go slamming into the fenders on the side of the road. Y/n yelped as she got tossed to the opposite side of the truck while Sonic got thrown out the window.

“Sonic!” She screamed, fear filling her veins as she quickly shoved her head out the window to check on her friend. Luckily, he was alright, clinging onto the hood of the car for dear life. But something was… off.

“I was forced from my home. Your home is perfect and you’re leaving it. Why would you do that?” Sonic cried out, his body becoming full of electric blue bolts of energy. His eyes began to burn a luminescent blue as he stared at Tom, his emotions causing the adrenaline to soar above normal levels. Y/n watched with wide eyes as the electricity cast a blue shadow across her face.

“S-Sonic, you’re… glowing!” She stuttered. He quickly looked down and gasped.

“No, no, not again!” Tom quickly slammed on the brakes after giving him a slight warning, but Sonic’s grip wasn’t tight enough as he came flying off the hood, straight over the car.

“Sonic!” Y/n’s voice got lost in the wind as Sonic curled up into an electric ball of energy, and slammed underneath the tire of the Robotnik drone. She watched in pure awe, half of her body hanging out of the truck by now, as the drone went airborne. Her mouth fell open as Sonic disappeared behind it just as the drone crashed into the pavement. Tom quickly made a sharp U-turn, practically tossing Y/n out the window in the process as they quickly made their way back. Before the truck even slowed down to a stop, Y/n kicked the door open and raced out towards the drone, ignoring her father's yells to get back in the truck.

"Sonic!" She screamed, trying to calm her panicking mind. Her footfalls skidded to a stop as she finally found Sonic lying on the ground. "Sonic?" She gently touched the side of his face, a move that startled him awake. He let out a slight groan, clutching his head as she quickly helped him up.

"I guess I had a bonus life," he joked. Y/n let out a laugh, even though there were still tears in her eyes. Sonic gave her a reassuring smile and gently squeezed her hand. It was only then that he realized the damage had caused and let out a joyful whoop. "Oh my god, are you guys seeing this? I took that thing out!" The hedgehog jumped up onto his feet and began doing the floss in order to express his excitement, making Y/n laugh beside him. Even Tom chuckled from his position behind the wheel.

"How are you not dead?" He called.

"I have no idea!" Sonic cheered, doing a bunch of exotic spins.

"Emergency Vial Removal initiated." Sonic and Y/n froze. His emerald eyes met hers in confusion, and the two slowly turned to face the destroyed drone.

"Did that thing just-"

"Yeah, it just spoke…" Y/n nodded, lifting herself onto her feet and slowly approaching the drone with caution. As she began to grow closer, a little divider suddenly opened between the mechanics of the drone, revealing a small metal box. She tilted her head to the side in confusion. Sonic was by her side in seconds doing the same thing.

"What is that?" He asked. Y/n shrugged, but for some reason she felt a compulsion to take it. Like it was meant for her. Hesitantly, she began to inch her hand towards the box, glancing around the other mechanics skeptically in case there were any defense agencies waiting to strike. Fortunately, there were none. She quickly snatched the box out of the divider and turned so that Sonic could see it too.

"Fancy," he breathed. "Open it!"

"What if it's a bomb?" Y/n asked uncertainty, eyeing her friend. He sent her a knowing smirk, placing his hands on his hips.

"When was the last time someone put a bomb in a metal box?"

"Fair," Y/n sighed. She hooked her thumb underneath the opening, and her breath hitched with the anticipation. Counting down from three internally, once she finally reached zero, she flicked the box open.

They gasped in horror.

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"Oh gross!" Sonic scrunched up his nose as he held up one of the glass vials. "It looks like piss!"

"I don't think it is," Y/n shook her head, holding up the other one to the light. There were two little vials with corks sitting snugly inside the box. One was the shade of, well, urine, and the other one was an ice blue. As they were inspecting the flasks, Y/n noticed the white labels on the bottom of the vials. Her mouth dropped open.

"What? This doesn't make any sense..." The one she held had one big word listed: Y/n, her name. The words "Emergency Reversal" were listed in a much smaller font beneath it. She turned to look at Sonic's and saw that it was the exact same thing, only it was Sonic's name on the top. The two stared at each other with wide, confused eyes.

“What does emergency reversal mean?” Sonic asked. You could practically hear Dr. Robotnik flipping out as he watched the two begin to start remembering on his screen. One of his main jobs had been to make sure that those vials never got lost, and what did he manage to do? The one failure in his life and this was it?

Y/n opened her mouth to speak when a loud whirring sound suddenly came from the crashed drone. She slowly set the vials back down in the box and watched with worried eyes. Sonic must have had another one of his feelings as his heart began to pound in panic, his first instinct being to get Y/n as far away from this thing as possible.

“We gotta get out of here!” Without any warning, he swiftly scooped Y/n up into his arms (with the box still snugly held in her hands) and sped off back to the truck. He gently set Y/n back into the backseat just as Tom was picking up speed back down the road. Her face turned bright red with his carefulness and the fact that he had picked her up bridal style in order to protect her. She shook her head, blinking her e/c eyes rapidly in an attempt to shake the butterflies going insane in her stomach. Sonic got settled back into the passenger seat and they both turned to look out the rear view window. They had turned just in time to see what looked like a miniature version of the drone pop out from it’s underside and make its way after the truck like a starved and love deprived child.

“I think that drone just had a baby,” Sonic voiced his thoughts, green eyes wide. As Y/n’s eyes followed the baby drone’s advancements carefully, a very faint sound suddenly invaded her ears. She stiffened, looking around the inside of the truck in confusion. Tom was focused on trying to control the vehicle while Sonic was keeping an intense eye on the enemy, calculating what his next move would be in order to save them. As she looked around, she began to notice that it seemed like the noise wasn’t any random noise, it was a song. No words, just vocalizing.

High and low, then high and low again. Short and mystical, but it was there. “Do you guys hear that?” She asked, furrowing her brows.

“Hear what?” Tom looked confused.

“I don’t hear anything,” Sonic responded, keeping his eyes trailed on the baby drone as it lifted its top to reveal some sort of shooter. It spat out what looked like a heavy metal plate with bright red lasers littering its surface. You would have thought it might have just skidded across the pavement, but it seemed to have a mind of its own as it made its way at a steadily increasing speed towards the truck.

“Look out!” Y/n yelled, hugging the metal box to her chest. At the sudden closeness, she realized just as Tom swerved the vehicle that the singing was coming from the box. Sonic climbed into the backseat with her and slid out into the bed, giving her a reassuring smile when she quickly reached for his arm, fear in her eyes.

“What are you doing?” She asked, her hair blowing into her face.

“I’ll be fine,” he told her, looking back at the drone.

“Where’s he going?” Tom called back. Sonic grit his teeth in slight resentment.

“Just drive the car, I’ll handle this,” he jumped over the tailgate, making sure to hook his arm over the edge so he didn’t fall off. “And if I don’t make it, just ditch me. You seem to be good at that.”

Sonic watched with close eyes as the drone spat out three more of the disks, jumping off the tailgate at just the right time so he landed on two of them. Y/n stuck her head out the window once again and could do nothing but watch in amazement as he skated towards the drone on the things that it was trying to use to kill him. Her eyes widened as he smirked, expertly flipping off of the plates while grabbing one in the process and landing on top of the drone, looking straight into the camera.

“Hey everyone and welcome back to my live stream! Today I’m showing you how to destroy robots. Step one!” And he stuck the plate onto the camera, causing it to instantly malfunction. He sped back into the truck, landing safely on Y/n’s legs as she climbed back into the truck.

He. Was. Amazing.

“That was incredible!” She cheered with him as they watched the drone, shorting out, practically commit suicide by swerving to the side and dying. Even Tom was grinning as he looked back to see Sonic’s job well done. Unfortunately, it was very short lived as yet another drone came racing out of the other one’s side. Only this one looked like an extension of one of the tires with an added bonus of a camera and some personality traits.

“This guy really needs a hobby,” Y/n groaned, slamming her head against the seat in annoyance. As the drone came nearer to them, she suddenly got an idea. “Dad, can you do me a favor?” Tom quickly unbuckled and switched spots with Sonic, telling him to keep the car going straight. No, it probably was not the best idea to let a hedgehog drive, but Y/n was twice the size of him and needed someone to hold onto her and make sure she didn’t go falling out of the vehicle.

She quickly kicked open the door and grabbed Tom’s old baseball bat that he had kept sitting on the floor of the backseat. Her veins were pumping with adrenaline as she carefully climbed halfway out of the car, hooking her foot into the tiny slot where people could put their stuff but never do of the truck. The wind caused her hair to go flying around her face as she tightened her grip on the bat, making sure that Tom had a good arm wrapped around her waist and the other tightly holding onto her leg.

The drone neared the car once more, protruding spikes in an attempt to pop their tires. A surge of anger went through her as she grit her teeth, swinging in for the kill only to miss.

“What the fuck, get over here you little piece of trash!” She growled. For once, Tom didn’t say anything about her language. Probably because he was thinking the same thing. Sonic suddenly swerved the truck to the right, glancing over at Y/n worriedly.

“Quick suggestion, try rolling yourself up into a ball and smashing it with your body,” he attempted to try and lighten the mood. Tom let out a yelp as he swerved again, nearly sending Y/n out the door. She gritted her teeth and attempted to swing again.

“Where’d you learn how to drive?” Tom yelled angrily.

“From this manual, it’s happening right now!” Sonic yelled back excitedly. Y/n went in for another strike, letting out a frustrated groan as she accidentally hit the gas cap instead of her intended target. Was it just her, or was the drone looking smugly at her? It didn’t even have a face, but the feeling… the feeling was there. That asshole.

“Bring it in closer!” She called.

“What?”

“Hit the brakes!” Tom yelled. It took him a couple tries, but once he found it and slammed it on, it sent both the drone and Y/n slamming into the side door. She let out a slight groan in pain, but refocused on the advantage and swung as hard as she could, letting out all of the pent up anger and frustration she had been keeping in for years on the little robot. It let out a small whine, struggling to keep upright, and then finally crumbled onto the road. A small smile grew onto her face as she let out a whoop, Tom reeling his daughter back into the car and giving her a tight hug.

“You are never doing that again,” he told her, overjoyed that she was safe.

The joy ride wasn’t over yet, however, for as soon as the trio had finally gotten back into their regular positions and settled down, yet another drone came floating by Sonic’s open window.

“Aww,” he cooed at the tiny little drone the size of a horsefly. “This one is cute, let’s keep ‘em.” The second he finished his sentence, he instantly regretted it. Y/n let out a shriek as it began the slow process of cutting off the roof of the car with what appeared to be very small, but very dangerous lasers. Smoke and flames began to slide over the windshield as it made its way around.

“Come on!” Tom cried in annoyance.

“Seriously man, take up knitting or something!” Y/n groaned, batting at it as it came to her side. Finally, the entire roof was taken off, flying past the truck bed and landing somewhere that would probably get someone else in a car accident. All three let out a scream from the impact.

“You’ve got car insurance, right?” Sonic asked worriedly. To make matters even worse, and because Robotnik has nothing better to do with his free time, another helicopter robot came flying into view. This time, Sonic was able to catch it. Y/n leaned in closer behind him as she watched him inspect it.

“Buzz off,” he scoffed, detaching the wings from the tiny body. The second that the two were separated, the body began to emit a rapid ticking sound.

“Uh oh,” Y/n’s heart stopped. “Beeping isn’t good.”

“What? Beeping is never good, get it away!” Tom cried out, alarms ringing off in his brain. There were already wanted signs of his and his daughter’s faces all over town, the last next thing he needed was to have the two kids in his care wind up dead on the side of the road. Sonic made many attempts to shake the thing off, but they were all futile. It seemed like the bot had some sort of imbedding device as it stuck onto his glove like velcro.

“I can’t get it off!” He cried out, even Y/n trying to help him take it off. Tom quickly pulled over off the side of the road. The second they were near the woods, Sonic flew out of the car, trying every position he could think of to try and get it off. Finally, he stopped, looking around in confusion.

“Did I get it?” He asked, standing with the bot glued to his furry blue forehead.

“No,” Y/n jumped out of the car and ran over to him, followed by her father. She used a tissue to remove it from his head and threw it as far as she could, but it remained stuck to her hand. Her breathing became rapid as she struggled to shake it off, Tom grabbing her hand and holding it still so Sonic could peel it off. In a matter of very stressful seconds, he was finally able to take it off, setting it down on a rock. Y/n breathed a sigh of relief next to him.

“Haha! Nailed it!” Sonic cried out, holding his hand up for a high five. A sigh of relief escaped from her lips as she held up her hand for him, the two standing a bit too close than they should have been to the rock.

The ticking finally came to a stop and the bomb exploded, taking Y/n and Sonic with it. The world went black for the two as they crashed into the ground.

The only sound to be heard was Tom’s frantic screaming.

♡ a.a.

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2ugars · 5 years

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ੈ♡˳ (bits of) high school senior!mark ft. college freshman!mark

ps - this was actually supposed to b a bonus to the dream as high school students series but i just graduated high school myself, so i thought posting this would b fitting!

congrats to all my fellow class of 2019 grads, we did it, u guys!!! :D

has already graduated and is now a college freshman in a uni in vancouver majoring in english (creative writing)

was last year’s senior class representative

but only because no one else wanted to be class rep and no one volunteered in the first place

not even mark himself volunteered but there he went,

bein class rep,

LMAO

it was a unanimous vote and the position was pretty much shoved into his hands

(ps this actually happened in my school a year ago in two grades!!!!! ninth + twelfth)

grew up in the school

like literally

his mom is a primary music teacher and Has Been a primary school teacher ever since mark was in primary himself

was That kid who had trouble with what to call his mom because she was a teacher but like???

she was still his mom?????

cue existential crisis at four years old

he got mixed up SO MUCJ

during class he’d accidentally call her eomma

and sometimes during dinner he’d call her mrs. lee

Please Help this poor KID

nyways

because mark has been in the school ever since he was a Child, everyone knows him

Like . EVERYONE everyone

miss moreno from second grade? mark gave her flowers every teacher’s day

mr. pete from eighth? actual LEGEND, mark will never fail to respect that man

mrs. byun from fifth? mark tutored her kids when they were in middle school

has been with the school as it grew in population and in size

he was a student ambassador throughout his four years in high school

meaning when a family or visitors wanted 2 tour the school,

mark was the one to call

because he knows the school so well

“to the right you’ll see the elementary school playground! the flooring is non-slip so you don’t need to worry about your kids falling if they’re outside on wet days!”

[cut to: a bunch of high schoolers Including Mark during the last few minutes of lunch break on a rainy day, pretending to ice-skate and pulling each other on ‘non-slip’ flooring in the playground and very much. slipping]

he knows teachers

also he’s a really good conversationalist and has mastered the art of small talk

especially with adults

adults love him lol

“MARK LEE TOOK HOW MANY APS?????”

“too many, brenda. too many .”

honestly didn’t have to, considering his major

but he was initially going into stem before switching halfway through sophomore year

a really hardworking boy

couldn’t feel the stress because he was already so stressed so it didn’t make much of a difference

renjun pinched him once while mark was spacing out during a study session and mark didn’t even flinch

it was worrying

mark lee?

More like .

mark. Bee.

get it because the saying busy bee and mark lee and mark bee

i’ll stop

had a bunch of after school activities

so sometimes he would get home by six or seven pm

the latest was eight

always used the school guitar

there was a column on a guitar sign-out sheet where students had to write their name, grade, class, date, and time they took the guitar

and then!

there was a column titled Mark Lee

honestly everyone felt. Very empty when he left

like it was really weird for the younger grades to Not hear a random burst of laughter in the next room

and being like

“yup it’s mark again”

“how much do u wanna bet how lame the joke was?”

“bold of u to assume there was even a joke in the first place for mark lee to laugh like that”

the dreamies miss him and they stay in touch, obviously

they try facetiming him during school so that six of them can be together when they do, but it’s difficult when mark’s on the other side of the world and is also really busy

“are they nice to you there?” “are college students scary?” “i’m surprised they haven’t kicked you out yet, with how annoying you are”

mark ignores the latter statement (made by none other than hyuck) and smiles at the screen. or, at least, the dreamies think he smiles. the connection is pretty bad.

“they’re nice to me,” he responds. “do you guys remember jaehyun? he was there like. three years ago? basketball captain?”

the boys go silent.

“what grade were we in...” jaemin mumbles suddenly.

jeno’s eyes are wide. “were we even alive?”

“i don’t have enough fingers for this.” jisung chimes in.

“you’re all idiots.” renjun sighs.

hyuck quickly attempts to calculate everything in his head. “oh, we were like. sixteen. or fifteen? so just starting high school.”

chenle scrunches his nose. “the american system is super confusing.”

mark stares blankly at them.

“why do you ask, is he beating you up?” “without us!?” “how rude.”

mark doesn’t even remember what he was supposed to tell them, a smile growing on his face as he watches them collectively yell statements and battle cries they were never going to live up to. his heart stings with homesickness, but it’s soothed with endearment as the kids soon scramble to end the call when the school bell rings on the other end.

jaemin: “oh CRAP i have a test! i totally forgot to study!”

jeno: “i have to go, smith is going to kill me if i end up late for class”

renjun: “smith loves you, what are you talking about”

chenle: “hah, suckers, i have study hall~!”

jisung: “shut up, chenle, we all know you do nothing”

chenle: “says the one who watches asmr for an hour and thirty minutes straight!”

jeno: “okay bye, mark, we’ll talk to you soon!”

jaemin & hyuck: “love you!”

hyuck: “tell this jaehyun fella that he can’t beat you up!”

jisung: “not without us!”

renjun: “okay, bye!!!!!! we miss you!!!!!!”

“you’re all impossible,” mark says with a grin. “okay. don’t have too much fun without me!”

the kids all chorus their farewells, but it soon ends up being a competition on who can scream their love for him the loudest. the last thing mark sees before the call finally ends is jisung’s enlarged nostrils with chenle’s manic laughter in the background.

the screen goes black.

call has ended.

he looks at his reflection for a few moments, homesickness coming in full force. he turns his phone off, takes his earphones out, and leans his head back.

jaehyun, who’s across from him, smiles knowingly and sadly.

“homesick?”

“dude,” mark breathes, throwing his hood over his head and pulling it over his eyes to keep everyone in the library from seeing his reddening, watery eyes, “dude, you don’t even know.”

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misha-moose-dean-burger-lover · 5 years

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*in the middle of a case*

Wise Old Informant™: And based on all that evidence, I think we're dealing with a cult.

Dean: Awesome. But like on a scale of the Paris Hilton fandom to the Thules, where does it score?

Sam: Somewhere in the middle. So probably Illuminati level?

Dean: well except for the demonic science nerds with money pouring out their asscracks and Latin triangles tattooed on their dicks, right? Because that's really not my thing. *looks at Cas for reaction but there are none. Shrugs and laughs himself*

Sam: you're so far from correct, it is really not funny.

Dean: shut up I'm hilarious. You're just being bitchy because you fanboy for the Langdons of this World and cults *laughs, and looks at Cas for a reaction but gets none*

Sam: *bitchface*

Cas: *unaffected* So, do you have any descriptions of their rituals?

Dean: yeah, do you? Are they the sacrificing llamas type? Dancing around bonfires for tentacled aliens? Community orgies? *laughs again, and even Sam has to grin but Cas doesn't bat an eye*

Wise Old Informant™: No, they pray like we do. Different deities though, and way weirder than the ones we pray to.

Dean: are you sure? Because like Cas here is a cousin of Jesus Christ and a bunch of other evil dicks, and they're all sons of the creator, this home-alone called Chuck, who sings suckily in the shower and watches cat videos, but go off I guess

*now, Dean laughs with Sam but not Cas, and the Wise Old Informant™ looks at them worriedly*

Wise Old Informant™: I'm sorta religious, so just not going to react. So yeah, there's a hierarchy. The beginners stand. There's prostrating at the feet of statues. And then there's sitting.

Sam: yes. The most powerful position is on your knees.

Dean: ...that's what she said

Wise Old Informant™: *laughs*

Sam: *annoyedly laughs*

Dean: *proud of himself but Cas is as stoic as ever, so he finally loses it* Dude. what is wrong with you? You're not on a strike! You're allowed to laugh!

Cas: I would, if I, uh, felt the need to.

Dean: *irritated* what, like, angels can deactivate their sense of humor? And well, I think I'm on a roll here! This is comedy gold! Do you think I'm not funny, huh?

Cas: *polite* maybe we don't share the same sense of humor, Dean. If you want -

Dean: I don't need your pity laughs *mentally* challenge accepted.

*Dean decides that it's now a matter of his honor, and he'll make Cas laugh, come what may*

*while dealing with the Lucifer situation*

Sam: he's possessing some musician now ughhh

Dean: what some of us do for fame...

Dean: *sees Cas listening and takes it a step ahead* I mean, he's basically a Mean Girl now. He craves attention and would possess the President for drama™

Sam: *snicker*

Dean: I mean, think about it! He could just start driving a pink convertible and become friggin' Regina George next

Sam: *bursts out laughing*

*Dean looks at Cas to see if he laughed, but its like he doesn't even bother to react. Not even a smile*

Dean: ...you can do better Winchester

*In the middle of a vampire hunt*

Dean: *slicing some SOB's head off* Phew! Its basically routine now!

Cas: *admiring* you're very good at it, yes

Dean: *decides to seize the moment* they're just pretty bad at what they do. I mean sure, you sparkle just fine. But you don't need to shine out your ass for eternity to suck blood, just wear some headgear so that knifes don't slice through

Cas: *zoning out*

Dean: *desperate* heh I mean the only reason Twilight has all these movies is because it was those embassies against some more dumbasses. Throw in a hunter, and it would've been over before Pattinson could've cried out for the wolf with abs, Jake or whatever

Cas:

Dean: *mentally* its gonna take more efforts, but you'll get there

*Gabriel is flirting with a random woman*

Dean: *sees an opportunity and charges* for a guy his age, Gabriel sure seems to get laid a lot

Cas: yes *smiles* he has had a lot of practise

Dean: yeah that, and he has all these great lines, being an angel and everything

Cas: like?

Dean: *excited that it might work* oh come on Cas, what's the use of being an angel if you don't use the pick-up lines it brings?

Cas: I see.

Dean: *sees Cas sobering up and tries harder* you know like, the whole array of heaven related ones? "Heaven's missing an angel, I now see why"?

Cas: *serious* why, Dean?

Dean: no, its just a line, don't take it seriously

Cas: okay

Dean: *desperacito* There's more too! Like, like, "Are you my vessel? 'Cause I would love to get inside you!" *waits for reaction*

Cas:

Dean: it was funny, you ass

Cas: but how would that work like I'm a -

Dean: gODDAMMIT C A S!

*TFW sees a girl wearing a trenchcoat, crossing the street*

Dean: *mentally* I'm gonna Carpe the Fucking Diem out of this

Dean: LOOK Cas! She's wearing your trench - no, not yours, I mean, one just like it - but hey, guess what that means?

Cas: what?

Dean: you're finally in season

Cas:

Dean: get it? You're like a trendsetter? Your fashion is finally in style?? Get it????

Cas: ...yes?

Dean: *desperacito x 1234500016351903611* REACT TO IT THEN

Cas: OH! I completely forgot! I was supposed to laugh, wasn't I? Sam told me to look for cues when you spoke, but its much harder to know when to laugh when you speak than you think -

Dean: I swear to god Cas I'm goNNA -

Dean: and Sam, we need to have a fucking talk!? I'M HILARIOUS!! I DON'T NEED PITY LAUGHS

Sam: ...Sam thinks you do, Dean

*Many gruesome years later when all except Dean have forgotten about the challenge*

Sam: *teaching mode* and now you enter the name

Jack: I get to choose the name?

Sam: uh, go nuts *walks away*

Jack: *typing keenly* A - G - E - N - T B - I - E - B - E - R

Dean: *peeks* seriously kid?

Dean: *struck by a fabulous idea* HEY CAS! Remember the time you and Crowley used those fake-ass aliases when you went hunting behind our backs?

Cas: not really

Dean: *helpless, but too far gone to be brought back* You don't remember??? The Agent Beyonce and Z?

Cas: *grins* oh that. Yes, those were his idea

Dean: *spurred on* he was always an idiot. Seriously a miracle you 2 weren't caught that time! Close save!

Cas: I suppose

Dean: *dying because the moment is so close to falling flat, and jumping to the punchline* I mean, heh, if we'd not showed up, you would've moved on to the next city as Agent Kardashian and West *hopeful for a reaction, as he bats his eyes at Cas*

Cas: *polite* no we were not stupid

Dean:

Cas:

Dean:

Cas:

Dean: *sigh*

Cas: oH WAIT -

Dean: don't say it don't fucking say it. I give up okay? I'm done. I'm so done. I give up. I GIVE UP!

Cas: I'm sorry Dean, I'll laugh -

Dean: nO - I'VE G I V E N U P

BONUS

Jack: ...what's happening?

Sam: Sam keeps forgetting how new you are until moments like these happen

EPILOGUE

*Sam, Cas and Dean are reading up on archangel lore*

Cas: *to Sam* ...and that is how he uses all 6 wings to his advantage.

Sam: that information could really be useful when we take him on. All you know about archangels is really gonna be helpful Cas, I should write it down. Speak slower

Sam: I can't take all of it at once.

Dean: *tries to resist but can't* THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID *Cas is stoic as ever and Sam bitchfaces him*

Sam: grow up jerk

Dean: bitch *does the armpit cart thing to demonstrate just how grown up he is*

Cas, suddenly: *snickers*

Dean: did you just -

Cas: I - I mean, I just - *begins to chuckle as he replays it in his head*

Dean:

Cas: *rolling on the floor, full fledged laughing*

Dean:

Dean: I've been...its been...y E a r s...I mean - this is what makes you laugh...I mean...

Cas: *unable to breathe from the laughing, red in the face*

Dean: ...fArTS, CAS!?

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thegeminisage · 5 years

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some SERIOUS flea market drama under this cut, lemme tell u. don’t r*blog or i’ll kill you. warnings for isms, mostly racism

my mom & i are in the secondhand business & we go to a bunch of different places to sell

in one place, an outdoor place, we share a small storage building with a friend of ours named bert and another guy i hate named barry (not real names). bonus of the storage building: out of the weather, don’t have to pack & unpack on selling days. bummer of the storage building: more money per month, hence needing to split it between multiple people

so this guy barry is a huge asshole. he hates animals, he’s racist, he’s homophobic, he votes trump, he’s anti gun control, etc etc etc

one time my mom told me this dude made an AUDIBLE NOISE OF DISGUST when an interracial couple walked by with their baby and got started running his mouth after they left about how horrible that was. and i’m like, “mom, how can you be friends with someone like that? he’s a terrible person, how can you stand to be around him?” and her answer was a shrug and a “well, he’s always nice to us. people believe what they wanna believe and i don’t judge anybody on anything you know you have pink hair but i don’t judge you for that even though i wouldn’t dye my hair pink” and i’m like “mom we are not talking about hair color preferences we are talking about living human beings” but it didn’t really...sink in

well apparently this asshole barry is also an atheist. so when he & other vendors are shooting the shit & he asks how they are & they say something like “well the good lord woke me up this morning so i can’t complain” HE’S been going off on tirades about how he doesn’t believe in god

people have stopped coming to our booth in that location.

like, they just don’t fucking want to talk to him, and they also don’t want to give their money to an atheist

so now we’re stuck. do we kick him out? he works with us in a bunch of other locations cause the flea market community be like that so it would make tons of waves because we’d literally see him EVERYWHERE & this is part of our livelihood. do we just let him keep doing his thing and let his badmouthing keep ruining our business? we almost don’t make our share of the rent for that building some months as it is. are we just gonna pull out and let him be bert’s problem? bert says my mom’s the one who needs to talk to him because barry’s “her friend” but she, in anguish, said earlier tonight: “he’s not my friend he’s just a BUSINESS PARTNER”

here’s the thing tho. he had all the red flags. racist, homophobic, pro-gun, gets angry if someone even wears a shirt with a picture of a dog on it around him...all of those were acceptable both to my mother & the other people in this location. mom was happy enough to call him her friend when he let her use his pickup once in awhile & it didn’t matter if he was racist, even if he was a loud asshole about it

but now that he’s being a loud asshole about not believing in god, THIS is where we draw the line. this is where he’s getting blackballed. and everyone is SO SHOCKED that he’s being SUCH AN ASSHOLE but COME ON - he was being an asshole all along! the signs were there! everyone just thought he was exactly the same kind of asshole they were

like i’m sympathetic to my mother because i love her but...this. is what. we get.

like obviously if you’re on tumblr you already know this but the point i guess is that when you excuse things like racism and you tell yourself thats ok because that hatred and ignorance and lack of empathy isn’t aimed at YOU...no!!! that stuff is IN this guy’s heart. now it’s aimed at everyone and now you have to deal with it but you WOULDN’T have to if you had decided from the start that racism was unacceptable and the place to draw the line. being selfish and not caring about other people (”he’s nice to me, who cares about his ~beliefs”) is ALWAYS going to fuck you over!

the terrible irony in all of this is that most atheists* aren’t assholes and aren’t hurting anybody whereas racists have quite a long history of doing terrible harm to other people...but in this god-fearing community, only one of these ideas is bad enough to get someone ex-communicated, and it’s the one that comes with a big side-helping of “historically includes genocidal maniacs”

this is why i can’t with religion, especially religion around here. it’s too much like a cult. someone who actually followed the teachings of god as i know them would abhor racism and lack of empathy towards other human beings. but people around here don’t abhor those things, they EMBODY those things. even if i did believe in god** i would never ever set foot in a church. ironically, i think churches are where the devil’s work is done

and anyway that’s why i hate south carolina, thank you & goodnight

*there are stereotypical atheists who won’t shut up about how morally superior they are and how smart they are by not being “fooled into being one of those dumb sheeple tricked by Big Religion” or whatever (barry is one of those) and they’re assholes! just like those vegans who call all non-vegans animals murderers! but like those people aside obviously

**technically i’m “strong agnostic” which means “i REALLY don’t think there’s a god but i COULD MAYBE POSSIBLY be wrong but seriously i don’t think i’m wrong” but it’s easier to say atheist because in my heart i believe that if i AM wrong and there IS a god then he must truly hate us and that’s why tr*mp is president and the ice caps are melting and frankly it’s more comforting to believe in a godless chaotic universe

#personal

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sunnysidewrites · 6 years

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Soulmate!Woozi

Requested by anon: This is going to be an odd request, but if you had seen the Disney short, "Paperman" and could use the idea of it in a scenario with Woozi? If you haven't seen it, I recommend it~

omg so i watched it right after i saw this pop up in my inbox and lemme tell u it was so freakin cute thank u anon for enlightening me with this cute lil short love u <3333 i hope it was what you wanted bb!! also excuse the gross quality of this,, i havent written an actual separate thing in so long but hope this is somewhat decent :))) <3333

REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW SO DROP IN SOME STUFF FOR ME TY TY I HOPE I WONT BE A LAZY ASS AND WILL ACTUALLY DO SOME WRITING

warnings: paper cuts. no paper airplanes were hurt in the making of the process but jihoon sure was

Every day, every single day, was the same old for lil Jihoon

An ordinary office job, an ordinary house, an ordinary lifestyle

Sure, it’s stable. His mouth is fed and a roof over his head hey that rhymes hehe but it’s so dull and lonely

You know that soulmate au where all you see is black and white until you meet them?? Yep. that’s it. That’s the tweet.

But the two people have to actually lock eyes -- it can’t just be someone seeing the other across the street

All of his friends are slowly marrying their soulmates and jihoon is just like hahHAHAhahaha guess i’ll marry my boring as hell job!!!!!

You’d think jihoon is most likely to marry his job right??? Mmm yeah that only applies if he likes his job sigh poor dude

Probably the most eventful thing that has happened to him in the past four years is “spicing things up a bit” amd spreading strawberry cream cheese on his bagel rather than regular cream cheese :(((

He needs some EXCITEMENT!!! ADVENTURE!!!

Can’t really do that when you’re stuck in a cubicle from 8-5pm can you smh

He didn’t expect -- ok well he probably did actually -- to have a painstakingly slow and mundane life when he moved to the city those years ago but it’s not like he can complain about having a stable life,,,, right?

You’re in the same slump as your soulmate without even realizing it

You landed a job at this fairly large corporation, and the pay was enough for your everyday living expenses

Each day, you stood before your reflection in a cute yet professional suit

You thought that this was what you’ve always wanted to be: a successful career person

Yeaaaa that’s not working out like you imagined it would be :(((

It sucks even more since you only see black and white so the boring factor just amped up by x30 more sigh rip you reader

Anyways, Jihoon was at the subway station as per usual, waiting for his 7:30am train to come

He’s carrying a huge stack of papers nECK HIGH so when the top paper starts blowing away he’s like oH NO NONOONO

Luckily (or is it unluckily?) the paper lands right in front of your face and he’s like oh,,,,, crap. There’s a bright red lipstick mark smack in the middle of the page LMAO

He wants to reach out for it but his hands are a little busy at the moment, but fortunately you laugh it off and place it back on his pile

He’s relieved as h*ck that you didn’t go nuts and tear his head off

It’s also a nice bonus you’re hella cute too ;))) some nice eye candy in the morning for the both of yall

You don’t quite make proper eye contact,,, it’s more like one of yall are looking at the other only when the other isn’t looking back

He’s about to work up the courage to say something to you, but as soon as he turns back to you, you’ve disappeared!!!

You lock eyes again on either side of the train and then it’s farewell T_T

The next few weeks he’s going INSANE and thinking about you no matter how much he tries to bury himself in his work

Quite literally. Those papers just keep multiplying rip jihoon

His boss is just like ohmYGOD WE DON’T HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD GET A MOVING!!!!

One day when he’s at his desk, his boss --

You guessed it

-- plants down a new stack of papers

Is this some daily ritual or smth idk man

Truth be told, he kept that paper with your lipstick mark on tucked in one of his desk drawers as a friendly reminder of the lost opportunity he screwed up on :))) good job my dude

He sighs and turns his head to stare out the window for a moment when he nearly jumps oUT OF his skin

There you are in your nice and polished suit, sitting in the room diRECTLY ACROSS FROM HIM IN THE NEXT BUILDING

He tries waving and just about anything to get your attention, but you’re too absorbed in engaging with someone else so he’s frantically trying to come up with another method

And there it is. He looks at the pile of papers and a lightbulb goes off

45 pages of paper airplanes later, you stiLL haven’t noticed anything rip all those airplanes failed. The closest he ever got sailed right in the back behind you but you didn’t notice it :’((

Soon, he uses up aLL his papers and his boss catches him doing some weird stuff so he shuts down the window and forces him to focus rip jihoon no one is on his side. On top of giving him another stack of documents ofc

Him: this is so sad alexa play i won’t give up on us

Anyways he tries to go back to his work but when his boss leaves he’s back to those airplanes

He runs out again and this time he’s like ok. I have no choice but to use The Last Resort

He makes a final airplane using the lipstick paper and IT STILL FAILS RIP BYE END OF STORY

He sighs frustratedly and gives up but since this is based on the disney short, some magical stuff happens LMAO

All of his failed airplanes come to life and ATTACK THE HELL OUT OF HIM WHEN HE TRIES TO LEAVE

Simultaneously, the lipstick airplane also comes to life and is discreetly flying through the city to catch you when you’re walking back to the train station to head home

Jihoon’s airplanes are viciously attacking him -- ngl looks pretty painful -- but they’re pushing him towards your direction all while your special airplane is leading you to him!!!

The city onlookers are freaked tf out seeing a man with 20 airplanes attached to his body and attacking him but a plane’s gotta do what a plane’s gotta do right folks??

Jihoon tries to move out of the train that the planes pushed him onto but they firmly hold him back the poor man

You’ve been following this lil lovely plane for a while now and just when you think of heading back, you meet a very familiar man but he’s… completely covered in airplanes

The boy keeps struggling against the planes and it’s super hard to walk and see when all he sees are blurs of flying white around him but he comes to a sudden halt when he sees the face he’s been thinking about for weeks

All the planes on his body slowly fall down and the second you lock eyes, colors just bURST into your vision

You’re not sure how the airplanes did their magic, but it’s definitely the least of your worries rn

He shyly chuckles and rubs his hand on the back of his neck, a tinge of pink coloring his cheeks (which you can NOW SEE YAY)

You look at the gigantic pile of airplanes crowding his feet and you can’t help but giggle when you connect the dots

“Did you really spend that much paper and time folding all of these?”

“It’s… a long story, but I’m glad I did. I think I have a bunch of cuts from them jamming into me earlier tho :(“

“Hmm, how about we properly communicate over some dinner?”

He smiles boyishly and nods in agreement

“As long as there’s no lemonade involved”

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rosettahart · 6 years

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Glass-says: Chapter 3

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

Ao3 link

Summary: Patton tries to convince Virgil to become friends with Logan. He has no ulterior motives whatsoever...

Warnings: None that I could find.

Chapter 3

Virgil finished adding the requests onto the cue and slid his headphones down to his neck with a huff, closing the laptop in front of him. He checked the time on his phone. 10:44a.m. He had a few more minutes before Math started, but he wasn’t sure if he was going or not. He checked for any new messages, dejected when he noticed that Princey hadn’t responded to his texts. Maybe he should go to Math. It would at least keep him busy until lunch.

Virgil got up to stretch. He couldn’t hear anything so he assumed that Patton had left him to his work to go do something else. The quiet was calming. Virgil took a deep breath, enjoying the peace.

“Virgil, you have to become friends with the new kid!” Patton squealed, making Virgil jump and clutch at his jacket in panic.

If Virgil became friends with Logan, then Patton wouldn’t have to worry about him not having any living friends. Logan would also have a new friend, and as an added bonus, Patton could get to know the beautiful teen better.

“Give a guy some warning before you barge in yelling! Do you want me to curl up into a panicked ball on the floor!?” Virgil lectured Patton, removing his glasses from his bag just so he could glare at the ghost.

“Sorry, Kiddo. I’ll be more scare-ful next time.” Patton grinned, elbowing his friend.

Virgil grimaced.

“Were you meaning the same dude we almost ran over? The one I knocked to the floor in the hallway not even two hours ago?” Virgil asked, a skeptical look on his face.

“Yes, him!”

“Yeah… I don’t see that happening anytime soon. Any sane person would avoid someone who’s seemingly out to get them.”

“But you’re not out to get them. Both times were accidental. He’d understand-”

“Let me cut you off there, Patton-” Virgil raised a hand, preparing to explain himself.

“Virgil, you need to stop coming to these conclusions.” Patton took hold of Virgil’s hand, looking into his frustrated blue eyes.

“But I can’t help it. I-”

“Just give him a chance. I think the two of you could become really good friends. All you have to do is introduce yourself and apologize on my behalf… Since I can’t really do that myself.” Patton chuckled lightly, lowering his gaze.

Virgil let out a sigh. Patton was clearly still feeling guilty for that morning and the only way he was going to get over it was if Virgil gave the friend thing a shot. He rolled his eyes. Wouldn’t hurt to try, right? Before he could give it another thought (and probably back out), he let the word slip. “Fine.”

Patton immediately tackled his Kiddo into a hug, squeeing in excitement.

“You’re gonna love him, Virgil! He’s smart and cute and perfect and amazing, and-” Patton ranted, his eyes practically sparkling.

“You already have a crush on him.”

“This time is different, Virge, I can feel it. It's a new kind of crush. He's just so…dreamy.” Patton gushed.

“You've literally had a crush on at least three percent of the students and you've only been here for a little over three months, Pat. Also we just met Logan this morning! How is this time different?”

“This feeling is just… well, it's just not the same. I don't know how to explain it.”

The bell rang, pulling Virgil's attention from the pining ghost. He collected his backpack from the ground and shook his head at Patton jokingly before packing away the glasses.

“Bell, I guess we should head to class.” Patton laughed, pulling Virgil's arm into his own, smiling to himself.

Virgil faked a groan at the spirit, giving in to the smile that crept up on his face. He exited the technical booth and theatre and out into the library. It was a huge open space with plenty of places to study in comfort and books for days. Virgil could see students running to the change rooms below, beyond the huge glass wall overlooking the gym to his left. He continued on to the hallway, the Math classroom door now straight ahead. Students were filing in one after another.

Virgil anxiously reached for his hood with his free hand, but it was intercepted, Patton gently pushing it back down. He felt his friend’s head lean against his shoulder comfortingly. Patton lead him into the room. The teacher wasn't there yet, so his classmates weren't all settled in their desks. Virgil felt Patton practically bursting with excitement for some unknown reason and was suddenly dragged to the back of the class.

There, sitting in the back row, was Logan Steele. He was going over some of the questions in his Math textbook. Virgil realized this all too late as Patton stopped them to the right next to the boy’s desk. He was ready to turn around and make a run for it, when Logan gazed up at him. There was no avoiding this kid. It was like fate was trying to make the two friends already. Fate, or maybe just Patton. Virgil felt a little push from behind to get the two closer.

Logan stood up from his seat and extended his hand out to Virgil after fixing his glasses. Patton squeezed his pal’s arm. He was a ball of energy, practically bouncing up and down. Virgil swallowed, unable to bring his own hand up so Patton moved from his left arm to his right. He brought the hand up, putting it in Logan’s.

“Go on, Kiddo. Just say hi.” Patton encouraged, letting go of his friends arm so he could watch the two and provide support.

“Hi…” Virgil managed to get out, shyly peeking up into Logan’s eyes from behind the safety of his black bangs.

“Greetings. I’ve been meaning to offer my apologies regarding the events that occurred earlier this day. But was unable to, as you ran off before I had gotten the chance.”

Wait… why would Logan feel the need to apologize for nearly being run over? He had been standing on the sidewalk! Virgil took his hand back, trying to understand.

“You want to tell me you’re sorry?”

“Yes, I believe that is what I just explained.” Logan confirmed.

Mr. Wilkes finally entered the classroom, everyone taking their seats. Logan reluctantly took his, slightly upset that he had been interrupted, but quickly reminding himself that he could continue after class and that he should focus on the lesson. Virgil sat in the desk to the right of Logan’s and swiftly removed his textbook, notebook and pencil from his bag.

It was difficult for Virgil to pay attention to what his teacher was explaining on the whiteboard. He kept glancing over at Logan, hoping it would help him figure out the strange teenager. When the bell finally rang, it had felt like he had been in there for ages.

Virgil packed up his things and then turned to Logan before he could lose his courage that he had been building up all of class.

“Why do you feel the need to apologize to me? I almost ran you over! I’m the one who should be asking for forgiveness, not you!” Virgil pointed out, the words spilling from his mouth at lightning speed.

“While you did almost drive over me, you also sped off after I said something that obviously upset you, and for that I am sorry.” Logan responded patiently, closing his bag and resting the strap over his shoulder. “Shall we continue this conversation over lunch? Or is our business settled?”

Virgil stared at Logan in surprise for a second before following him out of the classroom and over to the stairs. He could hear Patton joyfully hopping down each step, close behind.

“Ask him to join us!” Patton pressed Virgil, nudging him.

“Well… I mean if you want to you can join u- me. Only if you want… I eat up in the technical booth, it’s much quieter in there compared to the cafeteria.” Virgil offered, shyly.

“That will be adequate.” Logan stopped at his locker to put away some of his things before retrieving his lunch. He grabbed his Social Studies and Language Arts textbooks and followed Virgil as he awkwardly lead Logan over to his locker, pulling out his lunch and trading out his own textbooks.

They took a shortcut through the theatre and into the booth that overlooked all the seats and the stage through a one way mirror. The stage was decorated with props and painted scenery in preparation for the production they were putting on next week.

Logan and Virgil situated themselves on the bean bag chairs in the back corner of the room, Logan uncomfortably attempting to find a good professional way to sit in the thing, while Patton giggled uncontrollably as he gave up and opened his lunchbox. Virgil hid a smirk behind his hand as he pulled out his own lunch.

“Virgil, may I inquire as to why you were wearing glasses earlier? From my observations you have no need for them.” Logan queried.

Virgil swallowed a bite of his chicken wrap whole, sweating.

“Um… They're non prescription glasses?” Virgil lied. He couldn't exactly tell Logan about Patton.

“May I see them?” Logan questioned, unconvinced. Why would Virgil wear non prescription glasses to school only to cast them aside at the first sign of another person? The only reason for the non prescription glasses would be for style, would they not? They had to provide some purpose.

“What do we do!?” Patton squeaked, clutching onto Virgil's arm. He was not ready to meet Logan yet. He needed at least another day to fawn over him unnoticed.

“You can't!” Virgil blurted out, but quickly backed up the statement as he noticed Logan's furrowed brows. “I left them in the car.”

Logan pushed up his glasses, sneaking a glimpse at Virgil's left sleeve that had bunched up a few seconds ago but was now smoothing itself out. This wasn't the only thing Logan had noticed. The way Virgil had tripped over thin air, the way his jacket had been pushed against his back as he fell into that other student, the way he was seemingly dragged by something over to his desk to meet him and the way he unnaturally raised his arm to shake his own. Logan was only just beginning his investigation into the mystery of what Virgil was hiding, and the outburst had only proven his suspicions that it was tied to the glasses somehow. There had to be a logical explanation for all the strange anomalies that followed the boy, and Logan would find it and the sooner the better.

Chapter 4

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toomanyskeletons · 7 years

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do all the oc asks ALL of them for AT LEAST two of your ocs (evil laughter)

“evil”

you act as if talking extensively about my ocs does not bring me joy (i’ll only do two probably bc i do have some asks from other people so i’ll have to do those with other ocs, and i’ll try to stick to the same two for the most part.

or three. maybe three.)

anyway let’s begin

1. if they had a tumblr, what would they post about?

Sam: hmm i think probably some blog like. Mostly trans positivity posts with scattered posts abt how much she loves her gf

Amelia: considering her popularity status she’d run some blog like. U kno the blogs tumblr celebrities run i guess? So like. Reblogging a few general funny posts and answering select asks while getting like 200 every day.

2. what’s their favourite colour?

Sam: she likes blue :o like. Light blues. Also she keeps her hair dyed light blue as well

Amelia: purple. Honestly idk much more i can say about this.

3. What makes them laugh?

Sam: shitty puns and memes, mostly. The type of person who laughs out loud when u just say ‘egg’. She’s probably still into ‘xD tacos’ random humour.

Amelia: the polar opposite of sam in this regard. Laughs at intellectual humor. Like. rich fancy people. I know it exists but i cant think of any specific examples. Politely laughs at things people say are funny but she does not find them actually funny.

4. If they had one day left to live, how would they spend it?

Sam: “lmao dw i’ll probably just go to hell anyway” wait no context is important. She’s like. Actually how do i make this not sound bad rip. Uh. basically she is a business partner of lucifer who is actually p chill but that’s another story

Anyway that means like. If she dies she’ll probably just come back as a ghost or a higher tier demon.

O fuk now i really wanna draw that

Amelia: panicking and trying to find a way to not die. She had things she wants to do and a public record to maintain and jeez i just realised how much ames has changed compared the the first universe she was in. i mean YEAH completely different life experiences but rip

5. Do they have any annoying habits?

-this is really subjective bc of what different people consider annoying but

Sam: people say she laughs too much. That is not her annoying habit is, her annoying habit is tellling lucifer when people say that so lucifer can like. Ban them from reincarnation or put a curse on them or something like that. Also sometimes when she cant be bothered to go that extra step she might go into the past and become that person’s grandmother.

...that second one isnt really an annoying habit to most people but to the one guy who has to help keep control of time, it is a very annoying habit and what makes up like half of his job doings.

Amelia: sometimes goes very over the top with things. One time she stole a magic book by becoming a security guard at the place where it was kept and then took the book and ran. So like, instead of doing things illegally, she did it also illegally and got a month’s pay from it as well.

I guess she’s like. Extra™

6. What’s their favourite movie genre?

I s2fg i have mentioned this sometime in one of the long texts i have written involving these characters but i cant remember so

Sam: tbh probably more realistic/contemporary stuff, rom-coms, slice of life, coming of age etc. Like. her life is a science fiction/fantasy movie she’s a time traveler working with the dark lord lucifer ffs. Also she’d probably get annoyed on tiny details while watching historical stuff like

“That never happened”

“Sam it’s fiction, it’s a movie, how would they have known that”

“Well maybe they didn’t know it but it’s still fucking annoying”

Amelia: probably similar to sam, her life is fuckin busy and always people and she’s famous so like. Escape from her life is to indulge in the normal things.

Just as a side note this does take place in a modern-ish fantasy world so idk what fantasy movies would be considered there but. They exist. I’ll work this out sooner or later

Also bonus character bc its fucking funny - Zeph: zephyr likes horror movies. She also likes to watch horror movies with her brother. Her brother does not share her same passion for horror movies. He has a certain threshold before he has to flee the room and cuddle someone. This is mostly why zeph likes horror movies. She is pretty picky with what she considers ‘good’ and spends most of her time making fun of horror movies.

And, like the rest of us, secretly freaks out when she is alone at night and hears a sound outside. But for significantly less long because she knows exactly how to make fun of it.

7. What are their religious beliefs?

Alright i might not (read: will not currently) answer this bc i’m still working out how to handle religion in this, bc basically there is historical evidence for how the world was created. But obviously that’s not the only component to religion?

Another point would be that actually i still havent got around to creating any religions yet.i still gotta get around to getting down a more detailed history of the world first but i am planning it

8. What’s their current job (if they have one)?

Yes BITCH i have been WAITIGN for a question like this

Sam: basically she made a deal with lucifer and runs many errands for them. But also they helped her a LOT when they helped her escape a shitty transphobic environment and also the two became best friends? So i mean she doesn’t get paid but that takes up a lot of her time

Also she, at one stage, becomes part of this thing called the council which i haven’t quite worked out how they work in this universe yet. Theyre a bunch of strong magic people who work in coordination with the Champion (more on this below) to put down rules about magic. Theyre a reused concept from this story i made when i was like. 10. So the idea does need some reworking.

Amelia: amelia is the champion, which is basically the title given to the person who wins at a big magic competition. Its a p big job, lots of publicity and pr and often regretted by the people who do end up getting there

(like? This one guy? He was kinda like “oh yeah sounds fun” and then he fucking won and he was like “lmao i’ll lose next year” and then he kept the position for 7 years and after that got so fucking sick of it he faked his assassination and became a reclusive mysterious millionaire)

Anyway she enjoys it for the first while until there is a real threat of her being assassinated unlike the aforementioned dude

But she enjoys being around people to an extent, and like. She enjoys making people happy, so

9. How do they react to confrontation?

Sam: similar way to what i described before. Like. jsut the little things. Cursing them with the help of lucifer, becoming their grandmother, you know. The usual ways people deal with confrontation.

Amelia: curiosity, further questioning, keeping calm, kinda just. Being chill about it. She wants to make herself a better person, in general, and if someone is deliberately being a confrontational asshole she prefers to just state her point calmly.

10. Do they have a criminal record?

Sam: you know? Probably? She kills a bunch of assholes where it’s required, but also she legally doesn’t exist? So? Idk? She’s been arrested a few times, but considering there is no information on her existence at all-

*shrugs* idfk how the law works.

Amelia: well, technically, no, she only did illegal things last universe and had a pretty fancy upbringing this universe, so there was no reason for her to do the illegals and also like. Public image and stuff. She worries a lot about public image.

11. What’s their favourite plant?

Another thing which i feel i have mentioned somewhere but idfk where

Sam: likes hydrangeas. They’re pretty.

Amelia: can i just say. It is definitely not catnip. Actually. Maybe? Like. she had some pretty fuckin negative experiences with catnip where she destroyed reality for like a solid five seconds by accident and went to purgatory, but also she made two life friends out of it, so? Maybe catnip after all.

12. Can they play any instruments?

Sam: “does the kazoo count”

Amelia: nope

But because this was boring, i’m going to do a special guest feature from her half brother ryan who is a semi-popular youtube vlogger/musician-y dude. or . whatever this world’s equivalent of youtube is. Uh. metube. Yotube. I’ll think about it.

Ryan: he plays the guitar and sings and he’s damn fucking good at it and he knows it. Also he shares the same combination of forgetting how to outlet his anger in healthy ways + poor impulse control which means that about once every six months he has to buy a new guitar because he couldn’t get that song right and he hit the guitar against the floor.

(his dad is a writer and also an archangel,and one time he couldn’t work out how to start off a scene right so he exploded his laptop and had to use a typewriter for the four weeks while his other archangel buddy was fixing it - i’m getting off topic here)

13. What are they proudest of?

Sam: i guess just. Her life in general? Like. she’s survived up to this point, she’s doin shit, maybe not the shit she expected to be doing or the shit she imagined she’d be doing but she’s still doin it. Like. fuck you life. I survived. And she’s proud of that.

Amelia: that one time when she managed to keep her champion title the first time? And also when she made friends with the guy who she thought was a girl and also dead who turned out to be not a girl and alive and also was the champion for seven years rememebr that guy yeah that’s this guy. Anyway she made friends with him after settling some differences. And also when she stopped a whole organisation from murdering her yeah that was good too.

14. What’s their biggest insecurity?

Sam: okay this is Definitely Not Me Projecting here (hint: it’s me projecting) but she hates being seen as masculine at all and is very insecure when people refer to her or see her as masculine? Like if u call her butch She Will Cry and also why would you do that bc her and her girlfriend are femme as heck

Amelia: public image public image public image public image

Like. she doesn’t want to look bad, or like a bad public leader, but also, she just wants to do her own thing, u kno?

15. What do they most often dream about?

Like. literally dream or daydream?

Sam: probably. Mostly happy stuff. Plus random occasional vivid recollections of tramatic experiences.

Amelia: honestly who the fuck knows (i’d answer this properly but I am Almost Out O f Time)

So yes almost out of time but thank you so much and doing this has inspired me to just completely rework my first book to make it more interesting

I know that sounds bad btu its not i promise i love oyu

(also there was a bunch of different formatting like italcs etc that was lost when icopied from here to docs sorry)

#my writing #my ocs #violetmanicwave

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