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This is very random, but on a scale of 1 to 10 how would you rate the Solo Leveling characters in terms of hotness

Hi sorry for the long wait and long analysis post this is going to be!

Also you don't need to read all of it! It's fine! I put the pics there for a reason!

Well after this whole thing I can say that even I disagree with myself as to how I put them up on the scale, but its the best i could do. So there definetly might be disagreements bc I have to come clear about this:

I am in fact not attracted to fictional characters.

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Okay it's kind of sketchy, I'm attracted to their personalities more than the whole characteristic itself because *waves hands* well I'm just not into superficial physiques. I say they are hot, sexy and stuff like it's a normal thing for me to say, and because genuinely thats what they were drawn to do but honestly it's hard for me to be attracted to some that way, much less fictional characters. And if someone else says they are hot I be like "yup yes absolutely look at them hips! Face! Princess type!" While like, not caring at all. It's why my change of hotness is also never clear. I can say I like himbos just as I can say I like petite little girls to monster fukery. And it will all be true in the end because 1)fiction and 2)the more I write about them and inmerse myself in their story the more I feel like I have a certain connection to those characters which makes me ACTUALLY like them.

So biased opinion wise: they all a 10 fr (And Antares is a hella 11 he can fuck Ashborn ra—)

Anyways !

SL Scale by Sexyness!

First though, some general rules:

I don't think I might be able to put anyone 6/10 or lower, that kinda has to do with the fact that they were all meant to look good by the artists bc, well, they wanted everyone to be engaged in the characters.

I will try to base the Sexyness meter as a heriarchy of one another: like just because I put a character on 8 doesn't mean it's an 8/10 or but rather he is less sexy than the one at 9.

10s are at the very top of character design for me while 9s are somewhat less than 10s and 8s are less than 9s, like so.

Also I can only do like 10 people sadly bc photos don't let me get past 10, so I will do like 2 people on the tens, 2 on the 9s, 2 on 8s... and so forth until the 6.

Si like:

10— Perfect gender envy

9— God they are hot

8—sexy smexy

7— more cool than sexy

6— the vanilla kind of sexy

Really sexyness is pretty hard to describe for me bc everyone fits in their own way to something as long as they are like, clean. But at the same time sexyness does vary a lot by perspective alone and attractiveness in it of itself. I'm going crazy and I probably sound too off putting with this sorry! So imma start—

First off: The Tens

They may sound like honest default but honestly they also had the best jobs done characterization-wise because of how basic yet elegant they can be. In part, something that isn't too over the top but at the same time isn't too toned down which is what makes for that personal goal of being able to look like them or project on to them. The gender envy on them is real, especially because Solo Leveling took a lot of the elements of Isekai and with it came the "bland protagonist" trope. But when it transitioned to manwha the bland protagonist suddenly turned into someone you wanted to be: someone muscular and flexible, someone that shares the same looks as normal people but makes them attractive...

Also he looks like a K pop idol, and it's already wide known just how much they love those kinds of men.

So 10 out of 10.

And then there is Cha Hae In which is more towards the attractive "waifu" love part rather than a projection to one's self— like it can be, but it does take a lot of tastes with what the target audience for SL wants, i.e blonde and somewhat curvy but still skinny. Looks tall but still not too tall, long legs, at the last chapter she has a long hair which is also pretty sought out.

Also they can both pull off a masc and fem energy which is a bonus too bc they can reach more diversed looks! Androginy for real is really awesome in characters due to all the kinds of vibes than give off without being put of by their physique or thinking that it doesn't work well. Now I do think many aren't necessarily unattractive due to not wearing clothing asking by fashion standards. I mean, anyone thirsts over characters in a maid outfit, even the butchiest of muscular men, yet the change in fashion between men and women is still quite spaced out outside of Fandom circles or just cosplay circles as a whole, which is why an androgony kind of look that can go for both kinds of gender envy is quite seen as more sexy, at least in this chart.

Nines

Forgive me for adding a minor character but honestly I think Kanae Tawata's character seems to be one of the best for me! She tends to cover a lot of differences that CHI has the opposite off [black hair-Blonde, muscular- Thin, vibrant eyes- dull calm eyes, long hair- short] and at the same time it happens to look great on her, but what brings it down a point is probably the fact that she gives off more elegance than pure sexyness. I think the most elegance that is brought over is for the hime haircut that she has, but still she could pull of a 9.5 in other kinds of hairstyles too, like her and CHI really are close in terms of sexyness. (Also she excludes more dom vibes, where as Hae In is more sub and dom vibes what a versatile bitch i swear—)

I think the same could be said for Woo Jin Chul, the same terms for sexyness do apply despite also having various differences with Jin Woo in terms of appearance, but still manages to pull off his own kind of hotness in the same way, but once again his character also falls a lot more with the elegant type, this time I think it was more intentional since for the most part the clothes he wears are suits, longer sleeved shirts, and other more covered up clothes (what a slut) than like the rest of the characters.(what are you covering up for huh? So other men can take that off you? Hoe)

The Eights

Okay so why did I put resident sexiest characters of the seires at an eight? Am I blind? (yes, sexually) am I dumb?

But in all seriousness, I put down Zhigang up a notch not because I think he's unsexy, but rather, it's because of his hair *gets shot* wait hold on! I don't mean the length of his hair at all, that actually would put him on a firm 10 if I were to pick at random, but rather because of the whole messyness of it. In different aspects it does work, like the picture above, it's not much, it works well to describe his character and it genuinely does make him look like a diva, but it's also really hard to pull it off completely good, even for the artist. There are some panels where his hair is too long that it starts to look wrong on him or makes him look like a wild anime character (which I'm sorry it's a hard no 💀) so I'm fine with him having his beautiful long hair, I'm not fine with the way it tends to just poof out a lot that it tends to give it a worse look than before. He is still sexy, but there needs to be like a defined volume withing those strands please D": It can probably work even more if he let's his hair down too, that way the strands aren't too much to bare but the effect of it is still shown. The same goes for his built, that genuinely I don't know how it changes per season from stacked to thin. It does definelty have so.ething to do with black suits as said in this post, but when paired to Jin woo in other panels they also seem to have almost the same structure, which — I thought he would be around Thomas physique rather than Jin woo's, lmao he looks like a mix of both. Still men with long hair and those kinds of eyebrows are a big bonus which is why he isn't lowered. Although irl I don't know if that kind of look would attract normal people that aren't fans of cosplays or elves so :v.

As for Esil, I don't think she could pass for a lot of the sexyness tests, she might look the type of oh sexy demon vampire! But for me she had more characteristics that make her ought to be a more cute/naive type of character than a sexy one like in the rest of media. At first I think she does have a more kind of "sexy" considering all the sharp likes in her design, like the armor and the eye marks, but legit as she changes sides and puts on the black suit, suddenly the shape gets more rounder as she wears less padding that's sharp and also the huge offers a contrast that makes her look smaller and thus more innocent in the eyes of the viewer. I think that's funny but a great key design honestly considering her personality, because her appearance WAS the major factor of why she lived, the reason that Jin woo decided to spare her life despite being very tricky and a backstabber to both him and her race. Good on her fr. But yeah she was a good design overall as someone who is "cute" because if it was made sexy it will likely look more like a female-fatale as thus probably not pass as a good figure that keeps it word to Jin Woo. Sexyness after all is often times used in media as a way to stray others rather than repent since you don't see a lot of sexy characters who tend to be insecure or ashamed of themselves and instead use that beauty to its advantage. Esil wasn't that kind of character, she never tried to seduce him, she wanted to apologize for her actions, she fought him head on, she dragged him back to her home despite being unaware of his army in his shadows. All those things were why I focused on her being more cute than sexy. Also her big round eyes are more leaning towards cute and small than the cat like eyes of say Hae In and Kanae. The purple hair is a good factor on her though, and so are the fang teeth, red marks and eyes, and the long ears often associated with vamps. Still I think I prefer Esil more than the typical sexy vampire because– well the trope reversal! She gets to be someone that doesn't use her looks to lure but to show that she is a different species likewise.

Genuine attractiveness to these two because they are quite rare designs that i like the pop of it! Lou Zhigang does give me more danmei vibes but I love Esils kind of cuteness that takes away the sexy vamp trope.

The Sevenths

Let's start with Laura and her ability to just be cool right of the bat! And I think it catches that essence more than it does for Hae In. She does still have the same characteristics as her and can pull it off, but as the rest go downwards it's hard to describe if she's that much of a sexy idol. I think they just pull off more of a cool vibe than anything. Can she wear different kinds of outfits and pull it off? Yeah, but it would also take away her whole character of who she is which is more of a professional rather than a character that one could be interested in. Her appearance is also quite common within the US so it's not quite rare or unique as it is in the case of, well say, Hae In, so withing her location it's not quite as much of a stand out as it is in other places.

I do think the sense of elegance and normalcity also applies to Goto Ryuji. For different enjoyers it's definelty a 10 but in terms of sexyness by itself it's kind hard to pintpoint for me if it will be good top 10. Like the qualities are fine, he is sexy in his own right but when it goes to pull off a casual sexy (say a pair of short sleeves, normal wear) it doesn't fit his looks well. It's just... eh? Like my favorites parts of him was when he was with the armor and the suit on rather than the loose baggy t shirt and jacket he had when he fought jin woo.

Like for these two I don't immediently think "Oh god they are sexy" but more of a "Oh they are quite good looking, yet it seems they mostly are here to act professional." It works for Laura because that her whole main characteristic, it's not being attracted to anyone (Out of the few girls that appear in Solo Leveling too she also isn't one to thrist after Jin Woo, which thank you queen, I needed that. For that you and Kanae have my respect.) And mainly looking a things through a business perspective (while also having a sentimental side with Thomas, which is nice, it's not the "assistant having a crush on boss" trope it's rather the whole female-male platonic friendship that despite being business partners still feels somewhat real when the The "get along or worry about each other, again not for any kind of unspoken feelings but because they have been together for a long time as friends and coworkers")

It also works for Ryuji because their traits where to make people be fooled by their appearance. He seemed like someone who would be level headed and professional, but in fact was really resistant to thinking of others as better than himself and was very egotistical.

The Sixths

They both feel more like they would be the kind of love interests in Doramas especially in the way the get to dress themselves. I can see that some aspects would be sexy for Lennart if his hair was more of a wavy kind of look rather than a pure straight cut. The same I would probably say about Ju Hee, her aspects make her look more like cute-special kind of girl, especially with such bright colors like the orange hair and the blue eyes. There really isn't much for me to say about them as sexy but I think a lot of their characteristics could fit the the shy cute or pastel-sweetheart esthetic fro. Romcoms. For Juhee it's a given, she is bearly in her 20s, she is somewhat of a first friend trope, naturally scared and also a healer with soft features to represent her kind nature. For Lennart it's a small comparison of a cat like eyes due to his sharp sense of sight, but blonde look to represent its European, and since he is made out to be a small force compared to Thomas Andre (when facing against the Beast Monarch) the height and blue faint one-color palettes can make a good contrast to how colorful and big Thomas can be.

Um anyways than you for reading all of that, if you did... I really did like a lot of these character designs so it got me to be like this... :"v

random OC ask: what would your OC wear on an average day? what would they wear to a special event?

[feel free to include reference images, if you'd like!]

this is the moment that I have been waiting for *takes deep breath*

I wanted to talk about all my girls, so I will. Also, reference pics under the cut.

Gwendolyn Gray: Day to day, she wears a simple dress, usually like one color, pants underneath (even thought she hates pants, but a girl's gotta keep her decency), boots, and over that she wears her armor (which is really just like a leather corset thing and these two leather hand thingies that idk what the name is). Also, the dress is most likely a blue color, considering that's her favorite.

For a special event, she would definetly go with something elegant and flowy and big, like this girl would like some ball gowns so that she can live out her best fairy tale life (although, with her money, she'd probably go with something simpler).

Elizabeth Adawolf: Day to day, she wears practical clothes, like shirt and pants and then her armor on top, most are a dark color like black or dark blue, and she has a hood on the back so she can cover herself.

Special events, she wears red dresses, usually with a deep neckline so she can show off, and with skirts that either flare out or drape (both of these descriptions are based on the two red dresses she actually wore during two special events we had in game).

Nyx Lenoir: Day to day, she wears some very simple dresses, mostly blue, brown or beige, that are all torn and tathered at the bottom due to her being in the woods and being around animals, like her day to day dresses are not in the best shape. Also she likes to wear hats, fits with her witch of the woods aesthetic.

Special events, she'd rather no attend, but since she works for a noble, she has to go to them, and she just wears whatever's handed to her. The one dress I usually put her on is this big, blue one, but if she had a choice, she'd prefer something more simple.

Genevieve von DeWilde: Day to day, she's also a dress girlie but hers are more expensive because she comes from a noble house. So they are a bit bigger, more elaborate, definetly not the greatest for adventuring but hey, when your job is to stay back and cast spells, you can give yourself a treat. Usually she wears some bright colors, like pink, yellows and purple. Also, before she left home, she'd wears gloves all day everyday.

Special events she's going all out, the only one who can and would actually afford a ball gown.

Okay for references, Y'all will be subjected to my drawings so yeah (many of these are veeeery old and also the og designs of the character so yeah anyways) (also some of these photos i found on pinterest, so i can't link to the OG artists)

Gwendolyn, day to day (one of this was one of the first times i drew gwen and the other is the last):

Special event: the pink one she wore it in my dnd game and the blue one is an idealized version of what she would want to wear

Elizabeth Adawolf day to day:

Special events (again, this is what she wore in game):

Nyx Lenoir, day to day:

Special Event:

Genevieve von DeWilde, day to day: (also genevieve used to be galatea but then i changed the name)

Special event:

Little thing I'm thinking about (MAYBE) continuing with my OC

Member: Yoongi

To be expected in this one: age difference (5 years), University timeline, minor character death (mentioned), very self indulgent

Reference photo:

Maybe that’s the thing. The way she could be the ideal lover, the way she could be literally everything he could ever want.

She’d be so good to him, would bring everyone else to shame, would learn every little thing he likes, would observe, and would become his ideal, the Galatea to his Pygmalion.

That’s the real danger of it all. Because she knows him, or knew the him back in high school. She was merely a twelve-year-old trying to understand the world while he was already seventeen, supposed to think about what University he will follow, think about exams. Older than her, more mature than her. And yet, he’s always had that way of his, that air he exuded that captured her attention.

Now, with her dark blue eyes analyzing his disheveled appearance, blond hair sticking to his forehead, bangs falling into just as sharp as she remembered eyes, fucking pink gloves full of soap and just a mere grey t-shirt with short sleeves in a way too big number, hanging over his shoulders to the point where it was exposing his just as sharp collarbones and almost slipping from one of those shoulders, along with some shorts just over his pink knees, they’ve surely changed.

Or, well, she has changed more than anything else.

Because the last time he saw her was before she even turned fourteen and she had indeed been a late bloomer but didn’t disappoint at all. Not with the way she was supporting with her shoulder onto the door frame, not with the way the black crop top she was wearing was illegally short, just under her boobs, to the point where just a mere raise of her arms could expose her bra. Not with the way dark ink was showing over her just as pale skin. Not with the way her ginger hair was cut short, perfectly framing her features, sharpening the line of her jaw with the way the curls fell. And especially not with the way too ripped jeans and fishnets complimenting her long legs and how she let her hip touch the door frame slightly, putting emphasis on her waist, on the way her curves were definetly killers, full and nicely balancing her body.

And then was her make-up, the style, the chains hanging from her belt, the leather jacket, the eyeliner that sharpened the gaze of a siren.

Her voice. Her voice, lower, less awkward to the ear, with its once soft innocence lost, but never the expressiveness.

“Hello to you too, grandpa” those full, red lips of hers curled at the corner into a smirk that showed perfectly her non-symmetrical features that just managed to bring her even more charm, the way even the corners were curled differently, the way her very set of teeth was uniquely crafted, as if warning early on she’s a biter.

Biting into the very soul, like a snake, and slithering under the skin with just as much ease. Even if the elder didn’t know.

“Heard you could manage a flatmate” and her luggage was, indeed, right behind her.

He had promised to share the space with her, considering he’s got a job, was working his way for a PhD in music production and, somehow, managed to ace an apartment very close to campus. They haven’t talked in a really long time - six years - if you don’t count the random message he’s received just a little over a month and a half ago about the little girl he once knew acing a place at the University of Seoul and being very excited about escaping her father.

Yoongi knew her since she was twelve, after all. Lost contact with her when shit got serious and her mother died, with him respecting the woman so much, to the point where he swore to her he’ll protect the little troublemaker.

He had no idea what he’s got himself into, did he? Not when he promised such a thing and neither when he accepted the ginger back into his life.

Pictured Confessions//Kiribaku

Imagine Class 1-A bringing in old childhood photo albums and middle school yearbooks, all except for Kiri who was too embarrassed to bring anything like that.

That doesn’t stop Mina from bringing her own middle school yearbook, and guess what?

Besides finding a-kind of the same looking-picture of younger Mina, they find an INTERESTING picture of middle school Kirishima...

Black straightened hair, dark grey eyeshadow, and tons of (seemingly fake) piercings, jutting out of his lip and nose, even one on his eyebrow, with one shaved line at the crease.

But the cherry on top was the very obvious Hot Topic shirt with what seemed to be a cover of some heavy metal band.

Silence fills the room, heat radiating off of the very embarrassed Kirishima, pressing his face into his palms.

If he was a cartoon, steam would definitely be shooting from his ears.

“Dude...” Sero began.

“You were such an emo!” Kaminari finished with a snort, eyes watering.

Groaning into his hands once more, he began to wonder how he could possibly die at this moment.

Maybe if the floor could just swallow him whole, it would be doing him a big favor right about now.

“W-Well!” He started, reaching out and grabbing Mina’s yearbook.

“Two can play at that game! Did you know-“ Kiri paused, for dramatic affect, flipping many of the laminated pages before he found what he was looking for, “That Mina used to be in the drama club?!”

Mina shrieked as their friends began crowding around the book again, looking at a very embarrassing picture.

Hopefully much more embarrassing than his that it would be long forgotten.

It was a large picture, in which Mina was wearing a huge white wig and a judge’s dress while holding her arms up in the air.

The picture captured her face when she was pursing her lips, her eyes widening comically.

“No! Don’t look!” Mina screamed, jutting her arms out before grabbing the book, slamming it shut and holding it against her chest, a wild look on her face.

“Nice wig, Mina.” Kaminari wheezed, his face scrunching up like he just tasted a lemon, trying to hold back more laughter.

“Oh you’re one to talk. Where’s your yearbook?” She smirked, pleased with herself when Kaminari blanched and shut up quite completely.

Everyone began to gather around Kaminari, poking him to show his memorabilia.

Kirishima sighed, choosing this moment to step out.

Looking around the room, he noticed there was one less person than before.

A certain blonde, whom he had really hoped had not seen the embarrassing photo of him but it would’ve been hard not to, what with Mina holding it up for all the class to see.

He scanned the room and saw Bakugou walking back towards the elevator, jamming his finger on the button with so much more anger than necessary.

Curious, Kirishima walked fast over to him, ignoring the quick chattering of his friends.

Just as the elevator was about to close, Kirishima jutted his foot between the two sliding doors, stopping them momentarily.

“Hey! Wait up Bakubro!” He slid in, feeling the blonde’s crimson eyes boring holes into the back of his head.

“The hell are you doing, shitty-hair?” Bakugou sneered, watching as the redhead pressed the button to their floor, smiling when it made a soft chiming noise.

“Eh, I’m bored. I’m just gonna work out in my room and then probably hit the hay.” Kirishima shrugged.

Bakugou nodded, shoving his fists into his grey sweatpants pockets, leaning against the elevator wall.

The redhead stared a little more at his friend, lingering on his face.

He had never seen the blonde so...emotionless.

His pale face smooth and relaxed, no wrinkles or furrowed eyebrows from his usual spouts of anger.

In fact he looked...pretty. Not just his face, but the light blonde tufts of hair styled in spikes surrounding it.

Well...Kiri also thought he looked hot as well.

What?! You can’t really blame him!

Not when Bakugou wore those black tank tops, showing off hints of his pectorals, doing nothing to stop him from looking at the muscles bulging on his arms.

It was especially excruciatingly painful to watch whenever they trained together.

Watching beads of sweat fall down beyond the collar of his top, making Kirishima wonder what was beyond that line of clothing.

Wondering how it would feel if he touched that expanse of skin.

A loud chime spooked him out of his very homoerotic thoughts, a faint dust of red filling the apples of his cheeks as he realized he had still been staring at Bakugou’s meaty biceps.

He grimaced, hoping Bakugou didn’t see him staring, but he didn’t get a chance to, as Bakugou was already walking out of the elevator.

Kirishima inhaled deeply, shaking his head as he followed Bakugou to their neighboring dorms.

The blonde stopped in front of his door, turning to stare at Kirishima.

The redhead gulped, nervously watching as Bakugou looked him up and down, seeming like he was expecting Kiri to say something.

“Well, goodnight Bakugou!” He smiled at him, going to open his door when suddenly a much lighter hand slammed it shut once more.

“Hold on.” Bakugou demanded, his gruff voice bouncing against the empty hallway.

Kirishima paused, his lips shut tight as he waited for Bakugou to say more.

“Um...yes?” He smiled meekly, his lips not exactly curving upwards.

Bakugou furrowed his eyebrows, his cheeks flushing red as he stammered, “Y-You! You still need help with tutoring tonight, right?!” He yelled out the last bit.

Ah! Tonight is Friday! Their tutoring night!

With all of the excitement of yearbooks and family pictures he must’ve forgotten completely!

Ugh, so unmanly to keep Bakugou waiting, to make him ask like this.

“Oh! Yes yes, right! Of course, my bad Bakugou.” Kiri nodded his head, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, beginning to turn red with embarrassment.

Bakugou relaxed his shoulders, the smallest of grins beginning to show on his face.

“Whatever, ‘s not like I expected you to remember anything with that pea-sized brain of yours.” He mocked, turning around to open his door.

“Hey! My brain is normal sized, just like yours!” Kirishima retaliated, stomping after Bakugou.

The door clicked shut behind them, entrapping Kirishima inside of the cool shadowy room that was Bakugou’s.

Besides being cooler temperature wise, the room was also very...boring.

It surprised him every time Kirishima walked into Bakugou’s room, just the overall average ness.

Bland grey walls with nothing decorating them, not even so much as a poster of his favorite hero.

And to go along with the insane asylum decor, black bedsheets and a white pillowcase, neatly put together as if he never touched the bed at all.

Kirishima smiled to himself, feeling comfortable in the others room, a sense of familiarity.

The blonde groaned before flipping down on his bed, back-first.

“So, what is it that you need help with?” He spoke, his usually rough voice toning down a bit.

Kiri started to speak, but paused as he took a breath.

Actually, he didn’t really have anything to work on.

Final exams were over, there were no surprise tests sprung out by Aizawa.

Truly, there was no reason he should even be in this room at all.

So why did he want to stay?

Stuttering out his last breath, he crouched onto the floor, shuffling into a criss-crossed position.

“Well, actually-“ He chuckled nervously, watching as Bakugou leaned upwards, resting on his elbows while staring at him incredulously.

“Ha, I guess I don’t really have anything to do. I don’t really need to study for anything.”

“So then, why’d you come in here?” Bakugou grunted, sitting up all the way and leaning forwards with his elbows resting on his knees.

“Honestly?” Kiri shrugged, “I don’t know, I’m so exhausted from today. Just having to deal with everyone yelling and having to show people photos, especially mine!” He groaned.

But some part of him did wonder if Bakugou knew what he was talking about.

But oh bOy was he not at all prepared for the answer to that question!

“Oh, you mean that hot picture of you?”

Kirishima wheezed, his lungs squeezing together as all the air escaped his body.

He coughed-super attractively-while trying to think of anything to say.

It didn’t help that Bakugou just kept staring at him, his eyebrows raised and a subtle smirk keeping his lips quirked up.

“Ahem, what?” Kiri’s heart hammered against his chest, his fingers feeling oddly clammy clasped together.

“I said-“ Bakugou shuffled himself onto the floor, leaning closer into Kirishima’s space.

So close that Kiri could smell the spicy scent of the blonde’s body wash, almost intoxicating to him.

“I thought that picture of you was hot.” He rumbled, one of his eyebrows quirking upwards in such a way that Kiri could actually feel his heart stopping and starting at the same time.

“Ah, um cool.” He sputtered before his brain caught up to his idiotic mouth.

Cool?!

Kill him. Right here right now. He is a waste of a human body.

But a light airy sound broke him out of his embarrassing trance, a laugh.

Bakugou was chuckling at him. And in a really cute way!

Kirishima could rarely ever get Bakugou to laugh, most of the time he was the one being laughed at.

Just like now but...it was different. The way he was laughing, the smile stretching his lips.

There were indents marking at the corner of his eyes as he laughed, small divots of skin.

“Dumbass.” Bakugou chortled, biting his lips to reel in another fit of laughter.

Oh. Wow.

Kiri was definetly sure he was blushing now, half of it being because of embarrassment but the other half...

Adoration.

Damn, Eijirou was really swimming in the deep end wasn’t he?

“Sh-Shut up! You can’t just-just say something like that and expect a good answer out of me!” Kirishima whined, balling up his hands in frustrations.

“What is your answer?” Bakugou asked, nonchalantly.

Kiri paused once more, “My what?”

“You said,” Bakugou smirked, “That I cant expect a good answer. How about just a regular one?”

“A...regular one?”

Oh boy. Was this really happening? Oh god oh fuck-

Bakugou hummed, his face going slack as he waited for an answer.

“Well, I guess it’s okay that you found me hot, then.”

But the real question still lingered on his lips, like a bad aftertaste.

“And it’s fine if you...don’t find me attractive now.” He murmured the last part, a part of him hoping Bakugou didn’t catch what he said.

Kiri glanced back up when he heard a harsh scoff come from Bakugou’s mouth.

“Tch, never said that.” He muttered, his face growing steadily pink.

“You-“

Kiri blanked.

His outer body seemed to get clammy and sweaty but his insides, it felt as if he was being burned.

His heart hammered painfully, and he found it even harder to breathe.

“What...Bakugou what do you mean by that?” Kirishima asked, his voice quivering on the last word, staring straight at Bakugou’s crimson eyes.

The blonde shifted, growing more embarrassed by the second. He wiped his calloused hands against his mouth and bit his lip.

“Bakugou-“

Kirishima reached out and grabbed Bakugou’s hand, feeling the sweat mixing in with his own.

He wanted to feel it.

If this moment really was happening he wanted to feel how it felt.

Eijirou swallowed down his building saliva, using his thumb to rub gentle circles onto the blonde’s soft skin.

“I-I like you too. If this means what I think it means, I like you too.” He couldn’t help but let the nervous smile contort his lips, the tips of his sharp teeth sticking out, like white gleams in the darkness of Bakugou’s room.

The blonde’s head snapped back to stare at Kirishima, his eyes widening in what seemed to be disbelief, then softening.

Bakugou snorted, twisting his hand away, almost causing Kirishima’s heart to break into pieces.

That is until those lovely hands came up to rest lightly on his face, palms squishing his cheeks lightly.

And god the sudden warmness of those palms made his heart stutter.

And it gave him a thrill as well.

Knowing that in a matter of seconds these hands could explode and destroy everything that they touched.

Yet, they touched him so softly, his thumbs barely grazing any skin.

“Then, I hope you don’t mind if I do this.” Bakugou breathed out, his face inching closer and closer, his breath mingling with Kirishima’s.

Getting ever so close until eventually...

Kirishima closed his eyes in bliss, his own soft lips sliding against Bakugou’s rougher chapped ones.

He sighed through his nose, his own hands coming up to rest on Bakugou’s shoulders.

Wow, it felt so nice.

So right.

Like this was exactly the place his lips belonged.

Right on top of Bakugou’s.

He gasped for air as the blonde’s tongue warily poked between his lips, sliding in when Kirishima allowed.

“Woah okay!” Kirishima pulled away, chuckling as his face burned with excitement.

Bakugou smirked, poking his tongue out to swipe across his bottom lip. “Too much?” He teased.

Kirishima groaned loudly, falling on top of Bakugou’s knees to hide his enflamed face.

“Dude, you suck so much right now.” His voice was muffled against the blonde’s knees.

“Mm, too bad. You’re gonna have to live with it.”

Bakugou’s voice rumbled, the vibrations tickling Kiri’s cheeks.

Kirishima jolted up, a large toothy smile on his face.

“You mean...is this you trying to ask me out?” Kirishima whispered, leaning closer his cheeks starting to hurt from how wide his smile was.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes, holding his hands up.

Kirishima yelled as Bakugou used one of his fingers to flick him painfully at the tip of his nose.

“Ow!” He looked to the blonde for answers, rubbing his abused nose.

“The fuck do you mean? Was me kissing you not enough dipshit?!” Bakugou sneered, his furrowed eyebrows making him look like a grumpy cat.

Kirishima chuckled, smiling as he leaned forward.

“No no, it was.” He used his hand to squish Bakugou’s cheeks together, placing a gentle kiss on his puckered lips.

Bakugou relaxed, humming against his lips. “Good.” He murmured.

“Good.” Kirishima leaned back, his eyes widening when he saw the smile on Bakugou’s face.

A smile, though not large, but wide enough to show his gleaming teeth.

He leaned in again to see if that smile tasted just as good as it looked.

It did.

》 HEADCANON 《

STRAY KIDS at concerts i've been to | hyung line

↬ maknae line coming up

pairing: non-idols!ot8 x gn!reader

genre: let's say.. fun fluff?

warnings: mosh pit (mentioned once)

wc: 833

a/n: this was all based on concerts i've actually been to, consider the members being the age they were at the year of said concert

situation: reader really wants to go to the concert of their favourite band/artist, but since they don't have anyone to go with they end up convincing their boyfriend, even though he doesn't really know much about the said artist(s), to go with them.

↬ bang chan | nick murphy fka chet faker, 2019

you spent the whole concert seated down, right in the middle back of the small arena

chan kept his hand on your thigh for the most part of the concert, occasionally tapping his fingers to the beat of the song

found it cute how you were so involved, knowing all the lyrics, but keeping quiet from time to time to just listen and appreciate the music

at some point he takes his hand off your thigh and pulls you in closer into a hug, your head resting against his shoulder

kisses your forehead when you intertwine your fingers with his while singing to i'm into you

"i can barely hold my tongue, to say the least i'm into you"

wouldn't stop singing talk is cheap for the next few weeks,

since it became his favourite song at the first second of it, when you stood up with sparkling eyes pulling him up with you to dance to the rhythm

"i never felt this relaxed after a concert" he confesses to you on your way home

↬ lee minho | arctic monkeys, 2018

tries to pull you out of the mosh pit

fails terribly and ends up there with you during brianstorm, constantly grabbing you so you don't end up on the floor

gets jealous over the way you look at alex turner

"i can't believe you're drooling over a guy twice your age combing his hair, i'm right here!"

laughs at you for singing (yelling) to 505 even before the song had began

you assigned him to film your favourite songs (*ahem* all of them) while you just go wild

he takes this as an opportunity to embarrass you on his instagram stories, filming you crying when cornerstone starts playing, hands on your head screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs

gets happy when do i wanna know comes on because it's the only song he knows the lyrics to

sings along with you

makes fun of you and your raspy voice is in the end

despite all the mocking, the next day you see a photo of yourself - taken during the said concert without your knowledge - in his instagram feed with the caption "they're made of outerspace" (from the song arabella for those who might not know)

↬ seo changbin | twenty one pilots, 2019

i just know his outfit would be on point 👌

would react to everything like a little kid at a candy shop

"wait wow is that a car on fire?"

"wait wait wait, wasn't that guy on the stage just now?? what? WHAT? where did he come from?"

to the outsiders it would seem like he was the fan and not you

gets surprised at how you know every single lyric

"wait, you even know the rap parts?!?"

would then kiss your cheek, "gosh i love you even more now!"

again, like a little kid in a candy shop, jumping up and down and going as crazy (if not crazier) as you when stressed out begins

"I KNOW THIS ONE BABE!"

"they're so cool!!"

he's the one ruining the silence game (the boy is just too loud all the time)

won't ever shut up about how great their songs are and how it was the best concert he has ever been to

"thank you" kiss "thank you" kiss "thank you so so so much for taking me" and more kisses

↬ hwang hyunjin | lana del rey, 2019

would definetly buy both of you flower crowns, even though you said you didn't want one

"but everyone has one!!"

"we're not everyone, jinnie.."

he ends up convincing you by putting a pink one on him matching his blonde hair perfectly, and you just couldn't resist how ethereal he looked with it

catches up on the lyrics fast and ends up serenating you during video games

"it's you, it's you, it's all for you, everything i do. i'll tell you all the time, heaven is a place on earth with you"

makes you shed a tear with how sweet his voice sounds against your ear, contrasting the loud screams from the other fans

becomes a little (tall) kid when the huge beach balls are released to the crowd and he catches one, throwing it as far away as possible

gets cocky when you admit - in the heat of the moment - that you associate blue jeans with him

"are you comparing me to james dean? babe, i'm flattered"

"i take it back", you ignore him and keep vibing to the songs, closing your eyes from time to time

he loves how invested you are and joins you, also moving his body around next to you

places one hand on your back when he notices people getting closer to you due the lack of space to move around, pulling you closer to him

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Haikyuu boys as Husbands Pt.1

A/N: these are pretty random so please excuse the crappyness.

Trigger warning's : Tw: pregnancy for Bokuto, implied sexual content in Oikawa's and Kuroo (not that much tho).

Oikawa Tooru-

Tries to be the perfect husband by waking up early and attempting to do all the chors and make breakfast. Then you wake up to the sound of your husband crying over his burnt toast and spilled cereal with a sink full of dishes¯\(°_o)/¯

Lots of kisses and flirting even after years into marriage bc "we gotta keep the spark alive!!"

He will never truly feels like you're his bc of his own insecurities (he may still have them no matter how amazing he has become) so he is still kind possessive and easily jealous. And he is still reluctant to share you with your own child as well if you ever decide to have any. Still has a childish side.

Will buy you cheerleader dress so can 'cheer' him during his matches and whines when you refuse to wear them. But his face lights up soon enough when you offer to wear it in the beadroom for him(๑♡⌓♡๑).

His idea of keeping the married sex hot even after a while is.... Roleplay ofc. Doctor/nurse, Master/maid, Owner/pet are a his top choices.

Buys you dresses and jewellery that accentuate your features and sometimes may make you embarrassed as well if you are not used to wearing form fitting stuff. He just wants to show you off.

Still looks at your wedding and honeymoon albums or any other old photos of you two and gets emotional. The dumb sap.

Kuroo Tetsuro -

I can see him marrying in his early 30's, Kuroo is a traditional guy and likes the idea of family but also not someone who rushes to make such an important decision so after getting into a serious relationship he might pop the question as soon as he's sure you're the one.

Calls you Mrs. Kuroo randomly for no reason.

Likes annoying you to no end. Although by now he knows your boundaries he still tries to push them cuz he loves getting any sort of reaction out of you.

He is probably pretty rich by now so he definetly buys you expensive gifts or brings back little too many souvenirs whenever he goes on his business trips.

He is pretty open about his affection for you so he often verbalize his love by saying I love you or telling you how much you mean to him.

He has been the one to take care of others and was always the mature one but he loves it when you pamper him and take care of him.

As the years pass on he gets more and more kinkier. Wants sex a LOT. He is good at expressing himself through both words and actions. And he's really good at makiy all the dirty talk he does true.

His heart melts everytime you are there to welcome him home (starts kissing you then and there).

Good at doing house chores and do them with you cuz it's a good bonding activity. Tho he can afford a maid.

A guy who likes banters in good nature. You're probably the couple who brings in the laugh with your back and forths everytime you go to any get-togethers.

The only time he will get flustered is when you openly express your feelings to him. Even then you are gonna have to corner him to render him speachless and that's not an easy feat. He's in the business line afterall.

Bokuto Kotaro :

He is always so full of energy. He's like a little pup everytime you pamper him or praise him.

Likes to be the little spoon especially when he's feeling down.

Wakes up before you and although he admires your sleeping face he definetly loses his patience and wakes you up pls don't be mad he's baby(◕દ◕)

He picks you up every time you kiss hug or when he gets excited (which is a LOT)

Goes through the daily dilemma of ' I want to show off my wife but what if they fall in love with her?' *Starts getting jealous of imaginary people*.

The husband who would do all the heavy work for you. Open all the jars. Shift all the furniture.

Just can't do house work all that well. But that isn't to say he doesn't try.

Really listens to you. Your every wish is his command until he gets distracted.

Buys too many clothes and forgets about them as soon as they go into your closet.( You had to give him a stict warning to not buy more unless he wants to go without kisses for a week, he almost cries at that).

Wants you to cook for him all the time even if it's not possible . Became a huge smiley giggly mess the first time you packed him lunch or better yet, went to his gym to drop it off. Even if he's a professional athlete he'll never turn down anything you made for him. Pouts if he has to share if with his team mates. Hinata always gets jealous of him during your mini lunch dateÓ╭╮Ò. He wants a cute wifey too.

Okay this might not be for everyone so feel free to skip this, tw: pregnancy

Bokuto definetly wants kids. Like not just one, atleast 2 or ideally 3. It probably comes from his own fondness of his siblings but if you don't mind then he would love to start a family with you quite early into the marriage. But! If it's not your cup of tea then he'll accept it, tho he might need a proper explaination and even a bit of convincing on your part before he finally gives up the idea.

The cat sitter falls in love with it's owner. A Bucky Barnes/Reader fic! Chapter 1.

A/N: Hey y'all!! I'm back with a brand NEW fic for y'all! This will be a multipart series. Obviously, for fic reason, it will not follow the TFATWS plot to a T. There will most likely be plot points taken from it however. With that being said, each chapter will have a varying degree of spoilers (I'm so sorry!!), but I hope you all enjoy it! (P.S This fic will be a SLOOW BURN!) Please let me know if you'd like me to start a taglist for this series! Feedback is always welcome and appreciated. Don't be afraid to request! Edit: this is will not be released following every TFATWS episode.

This first chapter centers around James (Bucky), the start of his friendship.

Word Count: 1520

Warnings: None!

“Hand me your phone James.” The therapist says, rather sternly. Bucky pauses as if to speak. But decides against it, and defeatedly hands her his phone.

He watches her scroll through his minimal contact and text messages and sighs when her eyebrows shoot upwards.

“Well, this is new. Who’s Y/N?”

Bucky fumbles for a bit before speaking, ”She’s my neighbor, moved in right after the Blip.” He murmurs. The therapist scrolls through the messages between Bucky and you.

“You-“ The therapist pauses “watch her cat?”

Bucky nods. “Yeah, when she’s out of town, she visits her sister, cause she’s pregnant with her second kid.” The therapist purses her lips together and smiles. “Well this is progress, James. This is good”. James shakes his head. “I barely know her, I just watch her cat!” The therapist narrows her eyes as she scans the text. A few pictures of a fluffy gray cat appear the cat by the door, by the window, sleeping on a couch. All of these Bucky had sent.

[Bucky]: Sardine misses you. He keeps asking me when you’re coming home.

[Y/N]: Aw. Since when can you talk to my cat?

[Bucky]: We can speak through our eyes, he’s a kindred spirit you know.

[Y/N]: Good, Sardine needs some friends other than me.

[Bucky]: I think I’m his new favorite person.

[Y/N]: Shut up

He catches his phone with ease when the therapist tosses it back. “From what you just told me, and from what I just saw, you know her pretty well.” Bucky avoids her knowing stare and instead fixates on his leather gloves.

“Is she pretty?” He groans, and sinks into the couch.

“I-,yeah I guess she’s really pretty.” He mumbles, flexing his hands. “I’m not gonna say she’s ugly.” The therapist smiles at him and puts her small notebook to the side.

“You should a-” She starts.

“Can we go back to talking about making amends?” Bucky interrupts, knowing where this conversation was headed.

The therapist sighs and leans back into her chair. Defeated.

Later, while Bucky is walking home, his phone chimes. He fumbles with it in his pocket, before pulling it out.

[Y/N]: How did your thing go?

Bucky feels himself smiling as he types out a short message.

[Bucky]: Good.

At his apartment, he takes off his jacket and cleans up the few things he has. The TV is still on from when he left this morning, but he doesn’t mind. The sound is welcome in the neverending silence. He grabs a plastic water bottle from the fridge, and then leaves his apartment. He arrives in front of your door and fishes your key from out of his pocket. It takes a few tries to get the door open, and for a second he’s worried someone is going to think he is breaking in, but he sighs of relief when it swings open.

MroOOAAAAOOOOW. Bucky cringes at the long, angry, meowl of Sardine.

“Look buddy, I’m sorry I’m late.” He closes the door behind him and crouches down to pet Sardine. The cat walked in between his legs and rubs his head against Bucky’s outstretched hand. Mroooow. Sardine says, hungrily. “Ok, ok, I’ll feed you right away.” Bucky turns on the light in your apartment, and once again is taken aback. Your apartment is lively compared to his. There are plants by the window, on the coffee table, and on the counter. There are a few boxes still lying around from when you had moved in. The couch is a bit old but has a few knitted blankets strewn across it. Not much has changed since the first time he took care of Sardine.

It was already dark outside, and Bucky internally punched himself from arriving so late. He flicks on a light switch, and the kitchen lightens up. It’s quaint, and he can tell not everything is unpacked and put into place yet. He feels movement against his legs and looks down to find, a fluffy grey cat, circling around his legs calmly.

“Hey Buddy.” He whispers.

Soon, he’s rereading your texts to make sure he’s doing everything right. He feeds Sardine, gives him water, and rubs his head a little bit. Tentatively, he sits on the couch, careful not to disturb anything. Sardine hops onto his lap, and settles, purring softly. Smiling to himself, Bucky opts to use his flesh hand and strokes Sardine’s back. He stares around your apartment some more, but careful not to look too much, he didn’t want to pry. Bucky studies the few photos you have strung up, but in the mess of things, he spots a partially wrapped wedding photo. He assumes it’s yours, but secretly hopes it’s your sisters. He goes back to staring at the empty, black void of the television. Not really sure what to do next. He just sits and waits. He didn’t really want to cross some imaginary boundary and touch your stuff.

And as if she can sense his uncomfortableness from miles and miles away, his phone alerts him of a text message.

[Y/N]: Feel free to watch TV, I have Netflix set up. No cable. Sorry :(

Bucky smiles again.

[Bucky]: Ok, thanks.

He fumbles with the sleek remote control but figures it out eventually. He ends up putting on some random show he had found earlier. Bucky doesn’t really pay attention and instead relaxes a bit more into the couch. Sardine gingerly hops onto his lap and settles.

Bucky wanders around your apartment, before settling himself on the couch, like he always does. And as if on cue, Sardine hops into his lap. The two settle comfortably. Bucky turns on the TV, and shoes some random show. It’s alright. Sardine purrs softly on his lap.

You had told him that he didn’t need to spend hours with Sardine, but he had chose to (with your permission of course). He liked his mostly quiet companion. Sardine never judged, and sometimes he would find himself mumbling stories of his past to the cat, and Sardine never hissed, or scratched, or ran away. It’s almost as if Sardine could understand the guilt Bucky felt, the sadness, and sometimes the utter emptiness.

Hours later, a soft knock at your door pulled Bucky down from the dark expanse of his head and back down to earth.

He peered through the peep hole, and opened the door.

“Hey Y/N” The way your name fell off his tongue made your heart palpitate.

“Hi,” You breathed, and for a moment you and Bucky stayed in each others trance The color of his eyes always seemed to steal your breath away. “Thank you for taking care of Sardine, you didn’t have to stay up.” You finally spoke.

“No it’s fine, I wanted to.” Bucky said softly with a smile, “I mean- I wanted to make sure you got home safe. You know, long drive and all.” Bucky turned around and quickly grabbed his coat and pulled it on.

“You need any help with your luggage?” He asked kindly, and you politely declined. “No it’s alright, thank you though.” Bucky responded with a curt nod and a soft smile. “Here I got these for you!” You push a box into his hands enthusiastically. Bucky looks down, and finds a box labeled ‘Vermont Maple Syrup Cookies’. You look up at him expanctantly.

Bucky’s a bit shocked by the sudden gift, not many people have gifted him things. “Thank you.” He murmurs softly, his thumb tracing the lettering on the box.

“Now, if you excuse me, I probably need to see my son.” You chuckle and push past him. “Sardineeee! My baby!” You dote, rubbing your cat’s head with your cheek, and cradling him in your arms. Bucky smiles and gently shuts your apartment door.

Once inside his own apartment, Bucky can feel his heart beating out of his chest. He never feels this way. This isn’t normal for him. It has his head reeling, and for a moment he needs to lean against the counter and gather his thoughts. And his heart.

He stares down at the box of cookies in his hand, and puts the box on the counter. Gently opening the top, he pulls out the plastic cookie tray. The cookies are beige, and shaped like maple leaves, and the scent of maple syrup is heavy and sweet. He gingerly takes a bite, and chews slowly. Unlike the scent, the taste of maple syrup isn’t overpowering, it’s soft. The icing sandwiched between two cookies coats his tongue.

“Damn, these are good.” He says to nobody.

Deep down inside his stomach, a feeling is scartching at his insides. Is it jealousy? No. It’s a wanting. It’s a wanting for the warmth your apartment offers, the quiet and amicable peace. He sadly looks around his dim, grey apartment. It is definetly lacking.

But like he’s done most of his life. Bucky packs those feelings inside a brain box, and locks it. Tossing it into the void of his brain. Never to be opened again. At least, that’s what he tells himself.

RFA + V and Saeran at a party!!

alright friends. picture this: a party. what kind of party? that is for you to think about. i’ll give my 2 cents on what they prefer, but their behaviors still stand. If you’ve ever been to a party, (and I consider just hanging w friends a party as well... literally anything is a party if you want it to be a party) you know DAMN WELL you can find a specific type of person at every single function. we’ve got the corner standers, we got the emotional rollercoaster, the bitches getting crossed, the couch chillers, the flirt, the table dancer. you get the vibe.

in short, this is a (very) drunk rfa at a party.

Jumin

- you already know this guy only drinks wine.

- two bottles; one red, one white (very bold) double fisting them.

- wine drunk is the best drunk lemme tell ya.

- he is just so relaxed. GODDAMN he’s chill

- he’s so chill that he could walk up to zen and take a drag of a cig. shocking. why would he do that? he would never do that! (he’s drunk bby)

- personal morals have left the chat

- definetly happy and very social. Likes to tell very good stories— and they are good. very funny guy

- total opposite from his work self, which many people know. it’s refreshing to see him let loose

- and when i say let loose i mean let loose

- oh, the function? he owns it. not only is he the life of the party, it’s actually in his penthouse. he literally owns it.

- he has the potential to throw a gatsby-like party, but he likes to stick with his close friends and colleagues. people are allowed to bring a plus one. the more the merrier. but not too many lol

Zen

- oh this guy? he’s a professional partier. balls to the wall type drinker.

- shotgunning beer, pong master, stack cup, ride the bus, shots, up jenkins. he plays them allllll

- very competitive. VERY. he gets really into it, but he’s not like a competitive jock type, he’s just very passionate.

- he will accept his losses with grace and dignity, as well as with a nice handshake with his opponent.

- his passion sometimes causes him some accidents. will probably bump into you, apologize and call you some sweet pet name, and then return back to his zone.

- everyone loves to talk to him. not just bc he’s handsome, but he is just so genuinely nice and can hold a great conversation, even while completely obliterated.

- he’s the kind of guy that goes around and makes sure everyone is having fun

- smooth moves. very flirtatious, duh. can literally charm anyone.

- ngl he’s probably also a horny drunk. he’s not creepy or anything. he is definitely very courteous and respectful, but sometimes he has a lot on his mind...

- you can probably find him at one of jumins gatherings, at a work friends house, clubs, etc.

- he also loves themed parties. he really gets into it

Saeyoung/Seven

- he goes so hard.

- another themed party lover. especially costume parties.

- would probably show up in a costume even if it in fact was not a costume party.

- sorry, have you ever listened to tik tok by kesha? seven literally IS the party. “the party don’t start til I walk in”

- freestyle dances literally any chance he gets. definetly starts a dance circle— everyone loves a good dance circle

- he’s not a good dancer. he’s not bad either. but dancing with the stars is not in his future

- he’s wasted, but even if he wasn’t, he’d still be the life of the party. it just becomes magnified by however many drinks he’s had.

- very much parks and rec tom haverford vibes. snake juice episode. classic.

- he gets antsy to build things for no reason. tries to do small physics balancing things or maybe just do something productive, like cooking. he never cooks so he has no idea what he’s doing. will probably set the smoke alarm off, sprinklers will be going and people will be partying with INDOOR RAIN.

- that’s his legacy— the guy who set off the sprinklers at that party that one time

- you could probably find him crashing random peoples parties. he hears one going on in some apartment on the street and somehow he gets in and nobody questions it.

Yoosung

- you already know he gets DRANK.

- he doesn’t drink alcohol, the alcohol drinks HIM.

- he always goes over his limit. not bad enough where he’s incapacitated, but he for sure blacks out a lot of the time

- he’s kind of like a mix of his two besties ;) zen and seven. he’s a dancer, but he’s a COMPETETIVE DANCER. lol he probably challenges people to a dance off or contest. also likes table top games.

- he is prone to.... emotion. which is okay! but it happens

- once in a blue moon he’ll cry over something minor, but then start crying-laughing over it 2 seconds later.

- he finds a wii console buried tucked away in a drawer somewhere. he really brings it together when mario kart or wii sports resort gets pulled out. especially if it’s the sword play one. his find gets him clout at the party lol

- probably sees someone he thinks he wants to talk to... he overthinks how to approach them a little too much. but he’ll take a shot and go do it

- it always works out, he’s very friendly and likeable.

- he attends his college parties and always ends up making friends but he’s also hammered so he might not remember it much.

- probably wakes up in a random field somewhere the next morning. he is very confused.

Jaehee

- she goes to town on hard liqour. she can handle it alright.

- genuinely wants to fight everyone. not in a bad way, more of a “let me show you how fucking strong i am” way. it sure brings an audience

- people accept her challenges— she always beats them. probably turns them into drinking competitions too.

- like zen, she’s very competitive. she might lose her composure a little bit, but always self soothes and gets right back into it.

- 2 words: HYPE. WOMAN.

- she can get ANYONE excited about ANYTHING. always cheering others on and having them break out of their comfort zone (if they choose to do so).

- very big emotions. fangirls a lot. flirts a lot. a little dramatic, but she’s very entertaining.

- another great story teller— she loves to talk to people about the things she loves or crazy things that have happened to her.

- once she sobers up a little more, she is quite the helper. she helps clean up, helps people who might be throwing up. she’s a gentle care taker and welcoming presence :)

- she attends house parties a lot. usually her office friends, but sometimes zen brings her to his friends parties.

- she doesn’t party a lot since she works so much but when she does, she goes DUMMY!!

V

- very creative guy. he’ll have a conversation with someone and midway through he goes HOLD THAT THOUGHT!! because he’s had a little intrusive lightbulb moment. runs to go write it down or do a quick sketch then return to said conversation.

- if there’s a hot tub, he’s in it. he’s so in it. he has a glass of champagne and just sits. a lot of the time he never changes he just keeps his clothes on in the water. people question his judgement

- he’s not super animated like a lot of others, he’s more chill, but he’s also very excitable.

- he’s very giggly. anything could make him laugh.

- he really stays true to his hobbies while drunk too.

- photographer/videographer. but since he’s at a party and he’s drunk, they aren’t professional photos. a lot of them end up blurry. but a lot of them turn out great!

- he leaves disposable cameras everywhere so people can just pick them up and take their own photos— he sends out all the pics after they get developed.

- he’s definetly the type to go around making sure everyone is safe and helping them whenever possible. he doesn’t take a lot of time for himself :(

- he parties with jumin at his penthouse. they have a lot of the same friends and it’s a familiar place.

- he doesn’t go to giant parties either, mostly just friends in the comfort of his or someone else’s home.

Saeran

- I don’t think Saeran drinks very much, to be honest. But hypothetically….

- he’s obsessed with making fancy cocktails. they are so beautiful. but they get infinitely worse the more he drinks them lol

- his parties are always with his close friends, probably at his own house. he’s more of a homebody. and the presence of his friends is very grounding

- he really likes to play tabletop-turned drinking games

- he also likes to make games up! kind of like true american in new girl. he’s actually really really good at making up rules on the spot and they always turn out super fun.

- he’s definitely the kind of guy you want at your party if you want to have a lot of fun just doing random shit.

- speaking of random shit, just like his brother he also gets spikes of energy to just go do something. he makes homemade ice cream in a plastic bag. he rearranges the furniture. he will learn magic tricks in about 2 minutes and then show everyone he knows.

- will try and flirt with you. like a lot. he’s incredibly endearing and gets kind of handsy. and by handsy i mean he wants to hold your hand briefly. both of his hands clasped around one of yours.

- he likes to do really harmless pranks. like so harmless that they’re just hilarious. he’ll take someone’s phone and sign them up for mailing lists they don’t want. he might replace a family photo with something else. or maybe just hide behind a wall and jump out and scare someone when they walk by!! PRANK CALLS. classic.

- he’s really funny. like really fucking funny. without even trying. and boy does he love to make people laugh. he’s comedy gold and a pro with the one-liners.

- after drinking he will fall asleep ANYWHERE. on the floor, in a chair, under a desk, on top of a desk, he could fall asleep standing up. all his friends have pictures of him just sleeping in strange places.

Analysis of The Real Jake (SPOILERS)

I can't decide whether to make this post a stream-of-consciousness style or group it into evidence for x... but since it's easier, I'll just write my thoughts as I go. Although a lot of this is factual ties to, say, FNAF 4, things like relating Margie to Henry are just my own headcanon and you can do with that what you will AKA don't take this all too seriously, but have fun with it. There’s also specific notes about Michael Afton, for those that just want to know what was said regarding him (presumably).

Before I start, please note I've had three hours of sleep in the last... 28 hours? IDK I can't math, especially not on this little sleep. So, there may be errors. I tried to make a note on things I was unsure about, too. 

Note: I wrote this before the Evan=CC theory was all but confirmed. Although I believe this theory from the logbook, I think a lot of these notes are still valid.

Read my notes under the cut:

Margie shares similar physical appearance to Henry: Pg 84 “The window fan blew a lock of her shoulder-length brown hair across her upper lip so it looked like she had a mustache.”

“Mrs. Afton” stand in is mentioned: Pg 86 “...it had been four years since his Mom had died...” (Jake is 9 in the story)

I notice when Scott mentions plaid. Pg 87 “...a green-and-blue plaid plush chair...” I mostly wanted to note this since canonically, Henry had a green plaid shirt.

“William” stand in is mentioned. Pg 89 “And you know he thinks about you [Jake] all the time?” “So, he has to concentrate on what he's doing... ...I don't want him thinking about me and end up shooting himself in the foot or something.” Pg 102 “Yeah, I did. [I spilled some chocolate ice cream] Right on my shirt!” Pg 122 “I did that today! [While playing a DDR like game, breaking a shoelace.]” (Admittedly, I only counted these because I headcanon William is much more of a bumbling fool than he appears. It comes up very often as you can see... although you could write it off as Evan just trying to relate to his kid.)

“William” stand in is mentioned. Pg 92 “...Margie was pretty sure Evan couldn't afford to replace a washer and dryer” and “...Evan, at his rank, could barely afford her” Pg 110 “Gillian's house shared stlying with Evan's, but hers was probably four times bigger.” (Again, I headcanon William and his family is on the low end of middle class, if not lower, in terms of income. Particularly, the house is cramped.)

“Mrs. Afton” stand in is mentioned. Pg 93 “First, Jake's Mom was killed.” Pg 139 “The mom's dead.” (You could infer that she died via something akin to a car crash in the context of the story, however if you reflect it to the games given the commonalities, I like to think of this as confirmation that William murdered her, given the word 'killed' is used.)

Margie records herself on her cell phone. Pg 93 (and on other pages) (Again referencing my headcanon for Henry, in which he records ideas/diaries often. At minimum, Henry is referred to as “Cassette Man” in PizzaSim so... I just thought it could make for an interesting comparison.)

Jake mentions his “friends”. Pg 99 “Patty and Davey... Vic... and the twins... Ellie and Evie... Kyle, Clay, and Garrett” (Also, he isn't mentioned until later, but there's his best friend Brandon, too. I noted these in reference to CC talking about his 'friends', either IRL or the plushies. I assume his IRL friends are the MCI victims. The number doesn't add up though. I really, really wanted to make a connection about the twins, considering Charlie and Sammy are twins, but there wasn't enough evidence to write it off as anything other than a coincidence. Also... Clay, really? We need another double name in this series? Ugh.)

What's your favorite flavor? Chocolate Pg. 102 “What flavor did you get?” “Chocolate. Duh.” (This is a stretch, but it did remind me of Help Wanted's final level in the main game, where you're asked to choose your favorite cake flavor. Although, they're discussing ice cream here.)

Maybe some insight into William's personality? Pg. 103 “You ever do that, Evan?” “What?” “Let off steam.” “Me? No. Steam is pretty much what keeps me going.” (Just more evidence that William is obsessed with his work. You could imply “steam” implies he runs like a machine, but that's stretching a bit.)

Pg. 113 -118 (Jake climbs out of his window to run off to play at the arcade with his friend. Obvious parallel to the child in Midnight Motorist, although it's daytime and no animatronics/fursuits luring him.) There is this, on Pg 121 also. Jake says, “We played all the racing games. I love racing games.”

PURPLE Pg 121 “...did you get a slushie at the arcade? I got one. I got grape. It turned my tongue purple.” “My tongue's purple, too!” “Purple power!” (Uh, do I really need to explain this? I should note that Evan is the one mentioning “grape”. I guess William likes grape flavor and purple.)

'Michael' is mentioned. Sort of a stand in for Michael Afton, but it should be noted that Michael and Evan are brothers in this universe. Pg 126, 127 “Michael...lived in Europe for a few years...” “Michael's a serious dude. He's, well, a little different. He's intense about making money...the way he is about it... can make him seem like he's not human.” “So, he's like a cyborg with bad programming?” Michael has some dialogue: “You must excersize caution. You could get chocolate on my suit, and that would be bad. Very, very bad.” (The very very bad thing is a running joke in the family, which is why this comes up. I don't have a lot to say about it, though. I think Michael [Afton] being obsessed with money seems a bit counter intuitive to how we know him, but who knows? I also want to note that Evan doesn't seem antagonistic towards Michael; in fact, he “hate[s] to ask him for favors”.)

Also, Pg 141 “His [Michael's] flat, gruff voice was unmistakable.” Michael is also the first one to hear his father is dead and informs Margie about it. “I have been notified that Evan's dead.” Pg 142 “She had only met Michael the one time, and she knew the way he processed the world was very different from what was “normal”” Michael also states to Margie: “I've got Evan's will... you're Jake's guardian and he left you the house and some savings. I'm the executor.” Margie also says: “He[Michael]'s a numbers genius, manages money for the wealthy people and has made a killing doing it.” “He's not a bad guy. He just doesn't know how to connect. He doesn't feel the way we do.” (Just more Michael characterization.)

Direct FNAF 4 easter egg references: Pg 128 “...the IV stand lurking in the corner of the room” Pg 129 “...and the line of perscription medication bottles marching across the top of the chest of drawers”

Margie is more than a nanny and possibly in love with Evan: Pg. 139 “She'd come to love Evan, too... like a brother.” Pg 140 “...she was included in the outings, movie nights, game nights, and storytelling time...” Pg 149 “...she wanted Evan to be more than just a boss, and being in his room when he was gone made her feel like a lovelorn stalker.” “Love him like a brother... She snorted. Boy, had she been lying to herself.” Pg 158 “What she was feeling called for a screaming fit or a total mental breakdown.” (Yeah, this is just me reading too much into this for Willry content, haha... But still. I am determined that Margie is a Henry stand-in.)

'I will put you back together' Pg 140 “I'm trying to bring you home whole.” (Evan is discussing “no man left behind” with his son, Jake. I think this is obvious.)

William's home office? Pg. 149 “When he was home, she'd go in and vacuum or put away laundry... ...when he was gone...coming in here felt like an invasion of privacy.” “Evan's room would be her room.” “...I'd feel like I was sleeping in your bed, she thought.” “...the room felt discretely masculine.” “The walls were covered in family photos.” “The shelves were stuffed with fiction... mysteries to classics, nonfiction... how-to books...from rebuilding a car engine to planting a garden.”

FNAF 4 reference. Pg 152 “Outside, a dog barked.” (You can hear a dog barking as ambient noise during nights when playing FNAF 4.)

Other notes:

It happens a lot, but one of the main things in the book is the doll Simon and how Jake talks to it. This is very blatantly a reference to the Golden Freddy Plush (“Psychic Friend Fredbear”). The story confirms it's Jake's father, Evan, talking through it. Although it makes the one scene in FNAF 4 a little wonky (the only scene where we see Purple Guy), I think it's pretty much confirmed that it's William talking to CC now. Obviously, we already suspected this due to Sister Location's “Secret Room”. In this story, Evan says he did it because he wanted to give Jake some hope he would live. Combined with both the IV/medicine bottle easter eggs (in the story and FNAF 4) I think it's plausible to assume that CC was taken home after the Bite of '83 for a period of time before he passed away. I will admit, also, that Evan definetly comes off as a very caring father (in comparison to how we presume William is based on what we've seen of him as a person; although I argued this before on this blog, I don't think William hates his kids. I think he's neglectful, moreso as the story goes on. I think he resents Michael for many reasons but I won't go into that here. I just don't think he's the abusive monster the fanbase interprets him to be—at least not early on.)

The cabinet reminds me a lot of the closets in the novel series. A built in shelf with a doll in it. A doll that represents a child. Considering Margie tends to this doll (see Pg. 130-135), I have to draw more parallels between her and Henry.

The fan is mentioned A LOT. I don't really know why, but I guess we can't help but think of every single FNAF office when it's brought up. Specifically, on Pg. 106, Margie mentions the fan in her room is as loud as a jet engine and the sound made her nervous. Once again, I'm reminded of PizzaSim. Seriously, screw you fan.

The heat is mentioned a lot, too. I know the story takes place in summer, but this did remind me of Pizza Sim.

Pg. 93 “Margie sat down in the faded blue webbed lawn chair that was set up, for reasons she never understood, in front of the shelves by the stairs.” (I noted this because it's specifically called out and I don't know why.)

Margie talks about why she's working for Evan: Pg. 95 “I didn't get the internship I applied for.” I like to think her and Mia (from 1280) were after the same internship. (I may be misremembering, but I'm pretty sure Mia mentioned an internship at the hospital.)

Jake is mentioned to have brown hair, green eyes. His favorite color is green. He also wears green often. I couldn't find anything really interesting about it. It would make more sense as a Puppet reference, tbh (because of the green bracelet (and eyes? I may be remembering wrong) I guess it's also worth noting that Elizabeth has green eyes.

Pg 135 “Are you afraid people will think you're murdering me?” “...I could end you so quickly you'd never make a sound.” (Just an odd conversation between Jake and Margie. Margie is joking here, obviously.) Also, Pg. 136 “I just figured your [Jake's] wires got crossed or your circuits were frying.” (Admittedly, I don't know what to make of this. Could be a reference to Robot-CC, if you believe that or MikeBot [I don't], but more likely just ironic dialogue. It could also reference Jake's future in the Stichwraith?)

Pg 139 “Sometimes, Margie wished she was like one of the robots Jake liked so much.” (Although I can't really compare this to Henry, I did write William with this mindset and thought it was worth mentioning.)

Pg 141+ So, Evan dies overseas (he's a soldier). (I think this could be hinting that William has been springlocked around the time CC passes away. Jake has been home for some time after his diagnosis so we can infer based on that and the easter eggs that CC was brought home to die in peace. At the very least, William's probably very absent during this time. Possibly brought in for questioning but not arrested. I don't know. I feel like there's something to this.)

Pg 154 “Dave's at work.” (Why? Can we not use established names? Aghhh)

Pg 155 “The ambulance arrived at 11:32.” (I don't know why this is stated so outright. I couldn't find a reason, except that a few paragraphs earlier they say it will arrive by noon. I don't know why it's so specific, but I felt like noting it anyway.)

Pg 159 “Five people. Five sets of eyes. And none of them noticed...” (Yeah. We all know how important 5 is in FNAF.)

Three medical personel are mentioned. One at the end is named Nancy [No Last Name Given], but I like to think its a reference to Man in 1280 and we're dealing with Heracles Hospital once more, although it's never said in this story. Speaking of, the only thing that really stood out to me in 1280's story was that a billionare funded the restoration of the hospital. I like to headcanon that was Henry's doing—I imagine him obscessing over overcompensating for his mistakes by giving back in every way possible, even if it isn't directly related to him.

So, this post only took two hours of my life. I hope someone gets some use out of it, be it for my intended Willry purposes or maybe those Michael fans that are curious about it. If you enjoyed this post, let me know. I'd love to write up more of these if I have the time.

I have other write-ups on this blog, too. Just search fnaf theories on my blog page!

Flowers don’t grow in the dark - pt.1

A/N: New serie is opening and I am quite excited for how it started. Hope you like it. 

REQUEST:hiii! I’m here dear to ask you if your requests are open? And if they are, could you write a sirius x reader where reader gets send to Azkaban instead of Sirius? if you can’t or don’t want to write it, I totally understand! but still thank you!

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It was a sacrifice. A sacrifice you thought was better for you than for him. At that time, you thought how worse can Azkaban really be? 

Worse...the worst. 

Azkaban was a place. It was a normal, stone built prison. A simple building. It was what was inside that really killed you. 

The first day you came into the prison cell, you sat down in a dark corner, hugged your knees and watched through the bars. 

Fifteen years later and you’re still in the same position. Your eyes never left the spot they first landed on. Your body hasn’t moved, not an inch when the soul-sucking guards came to suck all the light of you. 

You have never looked them in the eyes. Never. You kept your eyes on the same spot for 15 years and you? You were gone from this Earth the moment you realized there is nobody going to save you.

Until an explosion happened and suddenly you were in another corner, lying on the floor and widely looking at the hole that was created. The moon was almost full and it’s light was too bright for your eyes. 

Yet through every sore muscle, every dark thought and your blinded sight, you smiled. 

Not because you were suddenly seeing light for the first time in 15 years but because finally, you were saved and you? You were free.

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Harry Potter was sitting on the stairs with his best friends and the other Weasley family members, listening to little mumbles that came from the living room.

“What do you reckon they’re talking about?” said one of the twins.

“Me, probably.” replied Harry.

“Shh.” shushed Ginny as she crawled closer to the door. 

“Sirius stop pacing around!” they heard Moody’s shout. “You don’t know that she’s coming for Harry!”

“You’re bloody right she might not!” Arthur raised his voice and all of the Weasley children jumped as Arthur’s fist hit the table. “Have you forgotten who she is to the twins?! Who she is to our boys!”

Fred and George looked at each other with a raise of their eyebrow. Without any second thought they got up and stormed into the room. “We heard our fancy names being mentioned in this lovely secretive conversation.” said Fred and when all the heads turned to him, a few popped in the room behind the door. 

The adults sighed loudly and with hard convincing from the children, they gave in. 

When everybody were seated, George started. “Who is she?” 

Remus placed his chin on top of his interlocked fingers and replied. “Wait for Sirius.”

And they waited. They waited for the man who finally after a long time came down from his room and entered another. Before he could place it in front of the twins, Moody grabbed it and threw it in front of them. “Remember her?” he said aggressievly. 

Harry and the other peeked on the photo of you, seventeen you were back then, with hair long and silky, eyes joyous and bright and beam angelic as the moon. You had a daisy tucked behind your ear and you twirled, danced and laughed on the photo. To Harry, you were definetly familliar. 

“I saw her in my parents album.” he said. “I never knew who she was. Hagrid never told me, neither did any of you.”

“She looks quite familliar but can’t put my finger on it.” said Fred as he kept analyzing the girl on the photo.

George, however, was looking at Fred as he was missing a pair of gears in his brain. “She was our babysitter you airhead.” he said and looked at his parents. “Right? She used to come meanwhile Will, Charlie, Percy were in school, dad was at work and mum had errands.”

“I remember her.” Ron smiled dreamily. 

“You weren’t even born.” George furrowed his eyebrows. 

“I saw her in our albums.” Ron stuck out his tongue at his brother. “Plus, Charlie always talked about her.”

“We still haven’t been told who she is!” Ginny interfered, glaring at her parents. 

Molly and Arthur both stepped closer and took the picture in their hands. Molly smiled. “She was an angel.” she started. “She found Percy when he got lost in the diagon alley and after she brought him to us, she charmed us completely.”

“She babysat Will, Charlie and Percy during the summer, later the two of you as well and when Ron was born, she was always around.” Arthur continued. 

“She was such a kind spirit, always coming to the rescue when my hands were full with the oldest three and pregnant with the two of you. That was why your father and I decided to make her your Godmother to the two of you.” she kept lowering her tone as she said that. 

George and Fred looked at each other, then at Ron who bore the same face expression. Hermione was intrigued by the story, Ginny quite the opposite, still waiting on a twist. Harry kept a confused look in his eyes, trying to put two and two together. Moody was in a dark corner, drinking from his flask, Tonks was looking at Remus, Remus at Sirius and Sirius was in his own thoughts, thinking of you. 

It was silence filled with loud quiestions. 

“We have a Godmother?!” exclaimed Fred. 

“Why haven’t you ever told us?!” continued George. 

And as Molly tried to answer, a quiet, mysterious giggle echoing through the house. 

Everybody who were before sitting in the silence, were now standing up, armed and bewared. The adults drew their wands and stepped in front of the children yet little did they know that the echo of child-like laugh didn’t come from the hallway. It came from the same room. 

“Go on.” a laugh came behind the children and everybody turned around, seeing nothing but complete darkness. “I’d like to hear the story as well.” it came behind Remus. 

Everybody kept turning, looking around, trying to find the source yet little did they know that fifteen years imprisoned does wonders to your magic. 

“Mum! Dad! I can’t move!” shouted Ginny, little did she know that everybody in this room was frozen. 

“How did-”

“Fifteen years, love.” a voice, your voice, deep and raspy, came from the door frame. A figure, skinny to the bones, covered in darkness started approaching. 

You walked inside, one foot in front of the other, slowly and elegantly. You wore leather, from head to toe. Tight leather pants, leather jacket zipped up to your chin and pair of boots. Your hands were covered in fingerless gloves, your dominant hand holding a long thin wand between its fingers. You never cut your hair. You put the hair that grew for fifteen years in a high ponytail. 

“Fifteen years.” the tip of your wand touched his neck and you pressed it hard against it. 

“You don’t scare me.” said Sirius, looking down on you. 

“I don’t?” you raised the side of your upper lip, growling. “I should!” you shouted. 

“Don’t hurt him!” a shout came from the other side but you ignored it completely. 

“I gave my life for you.” you snarled, cutting his thigh. “And you pathethic little shat didn’t even bother to come, nor write, nor trying to save me! YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED AND YOU LET ME ROT IN THERE LIKE A DEAD RAT!” you shouted on the top of your lungs, hearing the glass in the house break. 

“(y/n)...” Remus started quietly. “We didn’t know. I didn’t know.” he said and you turned your attention to him, giving him a fake pout.

“Poor werewolf Remus didn’t know.” you cooed as you approached him, taking his ching in your hand. “Because as always, Remus Lupin is always thinking of his problems and Remus John Lupin didn’t know that his best friend of ten years, who risked her life for his furry little problem, was rotting in a cell, innocently. How long didn’t you know exactly? Five years I was stuck there? Ten? Twelve? Fifteen?” your voice got deadly at the end, raising Remus’ heartbeat. “But how could have Remus Lupin know. It’s not like he’s best friend of a man who put me there.”

“This is not you, (y/n).” said Arthur. “If you’re mad at us, deal with us. Let the children be.”

You turned to the ginger couple and after a long time you felt your eyes burn. “I loved taking care of your angels. Especially little Ronald.” you turned around and your eyes landed on him directly. 

His face was confused yet brave. You approached him but kept your distance safe. They were all afraid of you but you could see with Ron that he wasn’t. “The last time I saw you, you were one year old baby with gorgeous bue eyes. 

“I swear to Merlin himself, if you hurt-”

“She won’t.” said Ron firmly. He stared into your eyes and feeling such safety when he did. It was as if he remembered them but didn’t.

You turned your head to the boy who spoke before and found an identical twin beside. “My, they have grown into such wonderful lads.” you turned to Molly and Arthur. “Though Fred has Charlie’s nose, George still has yours Arthur.” you smiled. “Some things never change.” then your eyes flicked to the boy beside them and your heart got stung with a poisoned arrow. 

“He’s not James, Daisy.” Sirius said and all that ache turned into fury faster than a flick of a wrist. 

You stormed to Sirius with teary eyes and pressed your wand so hard at his throat  you almost cut a layer of his skin. “HOW DARE YOU USE THIS NAME ON ME!” you stepped back, unforze him and shot him a stunning spell, ignoring the shouts and yells behind you. “HOW DARE YOU USE HIM AGAINST ME!?!” you shot another but he shield it. “HOW DARE YOU PRETEND TO BE HIS BEST FRIEND, HIS “BROTHER”, AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO HIM! AFTER WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH!!” 

“I THOUGHT YOU KILLED HIM! I THOUGHT YOU KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!” he defended but you shot him another stunning spell. 

“I would never do that to him.” you were standing above him, pushing your wand on his chest. “James was everything to me. I could never do that to my twin brother.”

ML Fic: Soulmate Survey Part 6

(Master post)

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“No worries Rose, the shirts are done. Yes, I can bring them to school tomorrow. Okay, tell everyone I said hi back. Take... Oh you and Juleka are at 87% compatible? Congrats. I always knew you two were.... Mine? Oh uh look at the time bye!” Marinette ended her conversation a bit exhausted. 

Rose was a good friend, but the girl had a way of talking an ear off if Marinette wasn’t careful. Marinette would have texted her, but the girl would blow up her phone with 50+ texts. So Marinette decided a phone call was the best way of contacting her.

Marinette had felt super productive after she got back from that akuma battle. Though before she could action on that productive vibe she had to deal with some weird emails that mentioned codes for restarting her password for ‘Soulmate search’. She decided to change her password just to be safe, probably smart if someone was trying to get into it.  Marinette always figured it’s better to be on the side of caution when it came to her personal items and information. That is why she made that trap box for her diary.

Some people have no lives, trying to get into other people’s accounts. Marinette thought to herself. She could only imagine the type of desperate person who tried to get into her account for a matchmaking app. Probably some two bit hacker that wanted to spam her with emails. She logged in to make sure everything in the app was fine. Her personal information secure, and her compatibility list was unchanged. She smiled at the first place ranking. It was the spark she needed to get back into her productive mindset. Deciding that since everything was fine, she would not look into the matter further so long as it doesn't happen again as she would rather focus on her commission but would definetly keep an eye out for it.

Now able to ride her wave of productivity, She was able to finish the new Kitty Section shirts that Rose commissioned. The Second design really did look good. Now that they had enough original songs to make their first album, they needed a shirt with the cover on the shirt, which Marinette happily designed for them as well. 

“The shirts look great.” Her red Kwami praised as she looked them over. “And you dont have to pull an all nighter like you did last time.”

“Yeah, it was easier the second time around, especially now that I organized my schedule better.” Marinette agreed. “With occasional 20 minute video game breaks, those really can do wonders.”

Marinette’s phone began buzzing again.

“Oh, thats right. I promised Rose a Picture of the shirt.” Marinette remembered.

She picked up the phone.

“Don't worry I was just about to send you the photo of the shirt.” Marinette answered.

“What shirt?” A voice that definitely didn't sound like Rose. 

Marinette dropped her phone. Her face went red. It was Adrien. Adrien was calling her right now.

“Marinette? Are you still there?” Adrien’s voice came from the phone.

Marinette stumbled to the ground to pick up.

“Yes Here Marinette is. I mean Yes. Marinette is here. Speaking.” Marinette tripped over her own words. She was caught off guard by the sudden phone call.

Why was he calling? Was he going to say that he changed his mind about what he said earlier? Or was he calling because he doesn't want to wait that long and start dating now? Marinette had to shake those thoughts out of her head.

“Oh good. I was wondering if you were busy Friday after school? I am going to have a tv interview and it would be really cool if you could come along. You won't be on camera or anything if you don’t want to be. You can be right by the set.” Adrien explained.

“Really?! Yea, Yes. Free am I. I am free then.” Marinette corrected herself. She mentally told her self to relax. She was able to regain composure.

“Awesome! Oh, just so you know. Nathalie said I can only bring one person so It will just be the two of us and my bodyguard, is that alright with you?” Adrien questioned, Speaking a bit faster then normal, if Marinette wasn’t so nervous she might have noticed. “If it isn’t that is totally fine to. I am sure Nino would go if I asked.”

This boy was going to kill her. Just the two of them. Her and Adrien on Friday after school. Well sure there would be a studio with a bunch of people, but out of everyone he could have invited, he chose her. She was his first pick. Her heart felt like it was trying to burst out of her chest.

“Thats fine with me. Is there a dress code? Do I need to...”

“I was going straight to the interview from school so I will be in my school clothes so I wouldn't worry, besides you always look great so even if they do put you on camera for a bit you will be fine.” Adrien assured. “So its not a big deal if you were to come Into-view”

Marinette couldn't help but giggle at the word play, he sounded so sweet and endearing.

“Thanks for the heads up, I wouldn't want to put your choice in guests into Question.” Marinette punned back. She mentally slapped herself. That was such a bad joke there is no way he found that funny. That stupid cat is rubbing off on her.

To her surprise, Adrien laughed at her joke, Marinette could swear there was no sound the rang as sweet.

I will give that cat macaroons later Marinette mentally noted for later for his influence.

“I will explain any details I find out tomorrow. Have a good night, Marinette.” Adrien said after he finished laughing.

“You too. Good night Adrien.” Marinette practically swooned after she hung up.

The ladybug Kwami smiling.

“I believe that went well.” Tikki encouraged.

Marinette moved to her bed and fell back on it, clearly dazed and excited.

“He wants me to go with him to his interview. I was his first choice. It will be amazing...”

Tikki sighed with soft smile. Its a good thing Marinette finished those shirts and her homework earlier, it was clear no other work was gonna be done tonight. She wondered what Marinette’s reaction will be tomorrow.

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Adrien hung up his phone with a giddy grin on his face akin to the one he wears as Chat noir. She does like puns, another point for the legitimacy of the app. 

“She said she was fine with it.” Adrien told his kwami as the cat consumed a piece of camembert.

“Congrats Romeo, you asked her out on a date.” Plagg commented casually.

Adrien felt his cheeks flush and his grin shifted.

“It isn't a date.”

“Sounds like a date. Not that I care.”

“It really isn't a date. It is just Marinette and I going to an interview I am gonna have. There will be a bunch of people there and It isn't like it will be just the two of us.” Adrien explained.

“Aren’t most areas filled with people?” Plagg pointed out.

“Well yes but I mean...”

“And if it isn't a date, why didn't you just text her like a normal teen? You went out of your way to call her.” Plagg rubbed in. He had a satisfied smirk watching Adrien get close to Ladybug levels of flustered over Marinette. Plagg desperately wanted to tell the boy, but he held in the urge by chomping down on some cheese.

Adrien was about to comment but his blush only became more apparent.

“Maybe its a tiny bit like a quarter date. maybe a third of a date.”

“Math is your worst subject kid and what your saying isn't adding up.” Plagg countered. He decided to to twist the knife a bit more seeing Adrien get more red.

Adrien knew he wasn't getting anywhere. 

He didn't know why this was making him all flustered. Sure Marinette had always been a sweet friend. Sure she had always been cute and kind. But now just thinking about her made him nervous. Like seeing Ladybug without his mask on. Ever since he saw that compatibility score and started thinking about her as more then a friend, it was like a gate in his head that was holding these thoughts and feelings about her had swung open and the door couldn't be closed, and he wasn't sure if he wanted it closed. It all sort of clicked and the more Adrien thought about it, the more he liked the idea of him and Marinette.

“Anyway, it will be nice to have her come along. I am sure everything will go great, and Marinette will have a good time.” Adrien moved past his petty discussion with the cat. 

“I am sure it will all go smoothly for you. I don't see Anything possibly going wrong.” Plagg sarcastically retorted.

“If something goes wrong now, I am not ordering you the camembert.”

“Kwami Abuse!”

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Still 100%

That thought made him feel warm as he walked into the school on that Thursday morning. He had answered the daily questions as soon as he was out of bed. He practically melded his eyes to the screen as he waited for the results. His 100% compatibility with Marinette was unchanged.

He also noticed that Kagami slid down to 80%, but she hadn't updated her profile yet so it could change later. But he was more concerned with the top spot.

Adrien arrived to class. He made his way to his seat, where he noticed Nino listening to music. 

He sits down and nudges Nino playfully. The Dj turns to him and pauses his music.

“Hey dude, you seem in a good mood.” Nino greeted as he moved his headphones to his neck.

“Are those new?” Adrien inquired as he looked at the cooler, sleeker designed headphones that looked in a lot better shape then his previous pair.

“Yup, they were on sale yesterday. Snagged the last one in stock.” Nino bragged. “Half off.”

“Congrats.” Adrien offered a fist bump which Nino accepted.

Adrien took a quick look around to ensure no one in the class was paying attention to him. Alya was outside waiting for Marinette, so Adrien knew he didn't need to worry about any eavesdropping from the ladyblogger.

“So about yesterday... you didn't tell anyone about what I sent you?” Adrien whispered.

Nino’s face showed complete confusion.

“What thing did you send me?” Nino questioned.

“You know...” Adrien leaned in closer. “The compatibility list? You sent me a text about it yesterday.”

It took the hat wearing teen a moment to gather himself.

“Wait you got the app? Who did you get?” Nino inquired.

“Nino. I sent you the list.” Adrien answered. His tone more serious and concerned then before..

“Sorry dude, But I don't know what you're talking about.” Nino responded. The Dj pulled out his phone to show Adrien the texts. Sure enough, the exchange from yesterday was absent.

Adrien was shocked.

“Thats impossible.” Adrien spoke as he pulled out his phone and looked at his messages, it was identical to Nino’s except that the exchange from yesterday was present.

Nino looked at it.

“That is bizarre. Cause I didn't message you yesterday. I know I didnt message you then because that was when I was leaving to go get this.” Nino gestured to his headphones. “I was setting up Chris with someone to watch him just before leaving. “ 

Nino looked closer at Adrien’s phone as if staring at some parallel world.

Adrien was definitely lost. If Nino didn't text him, who did? Who did Nino have watch Chris? Would that person be respon--”

“Holy shit dude!” Nino exclaimed interrupting Adrien’s thoughts. “You got one h...”

Adrien immediately covered Nino’s mouth.

The whole class now looking at the two teens.

Adrien felt embarrassed. 

“He was surprised by my high score in super penguino.” Adrien lied.

The class went with it and decided that Nino’s reaction wasn't important enough to look into. 

‘Thank Kwami for short attention spans’ Adrien thought as he waited for Nino to calm down before removing his hand.

Adrien practically yanked Nino out of the classroom to ensure no one was listening in.

“Dude!” He whispered in shock. “I can't believe you got 100% and with Marinette.” Nino was in shock from seeing the compatibility score in the photo. “I mean I’m not surprised you two scored high, but 100%? That is so choice. I am a bit jealous, I haven’t even gotten 100% with my girlfriend.”

Alya is probably gonna flip when she finds out. Oh man if she finds out and knew that I knew? She might kill me if she finds out from someone else. Nino thought to himself.

“Can we discuss this later? I don't want people finding out about it yet.” Adrien pleaded.

“Why dude? Aren't you happy that Marinette is at the top of the list?”  Nino asked with a bit of worry that Adrien might want to turn the designer down.

“I am happy, more then I thought I would be with anyone. But I don't want people finding out yet.” Adrien replied.

“If you are chill with it then what’s the big...”

“If word gets around that someone has 100% compatibility with me, things could get... complicated. Especially for Marinette.” Adrien interrupted. “You have seen how my fans can get. I don't want to throw Marinette into that if I can avoid it. Not until I know she is fine with this, with me, with everything.”

Nino could see the genuine worry on his friend’s face. He could tell Adrien cared about Marinette. He always knew he did, but now it seemed even clearer then before.

“Okay dude, I won't tell a soul. Except I might need to tell Alya, She will want to know.” Nino responded.

“Yes, you can tell Alya only. As long as she swears not to tell anyone.” 

“I will swear her to secrecy.” Nino assured.

“Thanks Nino. But that brings up the question, if you didn't text me, then who did?”

“I couldn't tell you. Maybe someone hacked your phone. The only person that had access to my phone yesterday was me and...” Nino’s expression shifted as he made a realization. 

But that couldn’t be right, why would she have an interest in the list? She told me earlier that she wasn’t into Adrien. But then again, there was that picture that was sent to everyone from Adrien’s phone of her kissing his cheek. But she assured me that it was platonic. Something isn’t adding up. She was the only other person that had access to my phone. So who else could it be?

“Who had access to your phone?” Adrien inquired, snapping his friend out of his thoughts.

“I think I might know who sent those texts. But I don’t know why she did it?”

“She? Nino who was it?” Adrien questioned.

“So you know how I needed someone to watch Chris?”

“Yeah?”

“And Normally I would have asked Marinette but she was busy with her commissions and Alya was watching her big sis’ match so...”

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A car pulled up by the park where a certain brunette was sitting and had been waiting. The car window rolls down to reveal a bespectacled man with styled hair and a stern look. The fashion mogul Gabriel Agreste was sitting in the car.

“You better have a good excuse for calling for this meeting Miss Rossi. You are aware of how busy I am.”  The man sternly commented.

“I swear it is important Mr. Agreste. Adrien’s reputation and his safety are at stake.” Lila responded.

“How so?”

“Adrien’s delinquent classmates have gotten him mixed up in a scandalous app that has him put information about himself and meeting up with strangers.” Lila spun her web of lies.

Gabriel took her words with a grain of salt, but decided to humor her as this would likely be useful once she was finished trying to make herself look good.

“Are you certain of this?”

“I am. Adrien showed me a picture of the app. I tried to tell him that nothing good would come of taking part in such a nasty thing, but he wouldn't listen. His classmates have sold him on taking part of it.” Lila lied. “You need to have him delete that horrible app, nothing good will come of it, it will just have more people trying to take advantage of Adrien for his money, status and looks.”

“She seems to be Projecting on to others master.” Nooru whispered only loud enough for Gabriel to hear. Gabriel nodded, he was losing his patience with the liar. Clearly she had been wasting his time. He motioned for the purple kwami to stay hidden before responding to Lila.

“I see, so tell me. What is the name of this app?” Gabriel questioned.

Lila froze for a second. She had thought she would not have needed to tell Mr.Agreste.

“...Soulmate Searcher...” Lila confessed.

Gabriel’s disappointment shifted into intrigue. He remembered that app. It was the cause of despair for the recent Akuma he had made, as well as other cases of despair that he was planing to use later. So his own son was using that app.

“Very well, I will look into the matter. Thank you for the information Miss Rossi.” Gabriel dismissed. Leaving an uncertain brunette on the park bench.

“Nathalie, look into this app and tell me everything you can find out about this ‘Soulmate Searcher.’ Perhaps Lila has given us another useful nugget of information to use.” Gabriel stated.

“I will be sure to do so.” His glasses wearing assistant nodded as she drove the car back to the mansion. “Do you really believe Lila was being honest about the app?”

“I doubt most of what she stated held merit. My son is not such a fool as to take part in deviant behavior. Even if Adrien was taking part in the app it is likely not as she described it. But that app was the cause of my recent akuma, it definetly has some sway over Paris. It will be something that can be of use. Gabriel answered calmly.

This information was definitely of great use. I can feel that this might be the start to getting the edge over those two heroes that have eluded me. Soon their miraculous will be mine and I will have my Soulmate back. Gabriel thought to himself as his face revealed a Hawkmoth-Esqu smile.

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Part 6 is finished I am loving all of this awesome feedback and you guys keep me inspired to keep writing this.

If you want part 7, please let me know. I love seeing those notes and comments, It really feeds my impulsive need to write. And I am just gonna say it.

What brands do you see the nations working with the most? (Axis and Allies please!)

:D Most nations work very closely with brands that are based in heir countries! So I’ll go over others :)

America: Al works super close with Nike, he sports their clothes a lot anyway so they might as well use him as branding. Al also works a lot woth car companies to promote new trucks/SUVs! He’s been in multiple commercials (you know the ones like ‘Dodge has six more saftey awards than the following car brands’ that kind) you’ll ALSO see him, very rarely, in food ads. Mostly online food ads where he’s got like...a bag of chips in hand like “Game day snacks” kinds of things. ALSO ALSKDJSKJDBD he works with the NFL and promotes the Crap outta football games

England: Art does not do too many ads, he prefers to keep to himself more BUT he enjoys working with luxury car brands because he’s a fuckin NERD when it comes to cool, fancy cars. Art is seen a lot in high end cologne and whiskey ads. Even though promoting drinking is somewhat looked down upon, he honestly doesn’t give a single shit. He enjoys a good drink and he likes to say ‘Ive been around long enough to try almost every type of whiskey there is and I can say, this is one of the best’. For public appearances he isn’t usually a walking billboard like some nations are *cough*AlfredandFrancis*cough* but on occasion, for award ceremonies, meetings with royals or big international meetings, Arthur will wear big name clothing. It’ll probably just be a suit but it’ll still be high end and he’ll allow the brand to say that he’s sponsored by them

China: Yao LOVES doing ads for cars and bikes!! He also is a huge fan of travel ads where he can stand on the Great Wall or in the streets of Shanghai and talk about how rich his history is and how fun China is! Even though he isn’t the most social, he loves the tourism business cause he likes when people from other places come to learn about his culture!! Yao will often represent food brands and restaurants cause he loves food so much. He isn’t into clothing but he lets brands sponsor him though cause why not?!

France: Francis works with a huge variety of brands, mainly cause he’s an attention whore. He works with luxury clothing brands, cosmetic brands, wineries and has been in Air France ads. He loves when brands sponsor him for public events cause he feels special and fancy and it’s just a great time. Nations used to be hidden away and now he’s just out there! His favorite ads to do are clothing ads in magazines or malls :) The only ads he doesn’t enjoy being in are political ones, cause he doesn’t want to influence the population THAT way, and he does NOT enjoy doing ads for supermarkets/furniture stores/French Walmart equivalents y’know, those sort of corporate businesses

Russia: Ivan works VERY close with Adidas. It’s a stereotype, sure, but Ivan likes to play into that. Plus, Adidas sweatpants are...comfy. So he’ll gladly promote them! Ivan’s got such a nice face, he’s definetly meant to be on the television but he doesn’t really like that so he’ll mostly be seen in magazine ads or online ads where he doesn’t really have to talk, his stand there and look intense as the narrator talks about fancy cologne or something. Ivan avtually really enjoys the process of being in ads! It makes him feel special :) On top of that, he almost always allows brands to choose his attire for big meetings or television appearances when those happen

Germany: Ludwig is not the biggest fan of being in ads at all though on occasion, he’ll do them. He doesn’t let brands sponsor him during public events, instead he wears clothes that most people can afford, not $1000 suits. He has many fancy suits though, dont get me wrong! He just...isn’t a huge fan of being sponsored or representing unattainable, high end things that most of the population cannot get. But...One ad he enjoyed being in was an Adidas ad. It was a three minute clip of an interview about pushing yourself and never giving up. THAT ad is Lud’s favorite and he’s very proud of it :)

S.Italy: Lovino works very close with luxury brands. Cars, clothes, cologne, that sort of thing. He’ll model cologne or collaborate with high end brands like Gucci for a bag or something liek that to draw attention to the brand. Lovi is also a HUGE fan of soccer/football and will promote the SHIT out of it even if he isn’t getting paid to do so. He wears his players’ jerseys and will be in commercials for upcoming games. Usually it’s a recycled picture from a year or so ago but hey! He’s on tv!

N.Italy: Feli LOVES promoting travel! He does commercials for Italian travel in many languages so the commercials can be aired all over! He works with Louis Vuitton and soccer teams like his brother but he isn’t like his eccentric romance nation cousins, he stays out of the public eye more than Lovi does and he does more ads online than anywhere else. He promotes high end brands but doesn’t really do photo shoots. He’ll take Instagram shots at home by himself or do shoots with his brother/cousins! He doesn’t enjoy photo shoots when it’s just him, it’s a bit overwhelming. So he sticks to the easy stuff! Art supply brands will sponsor him to make art! And if he travels, he’ll be sponsored by high end brands to wear their clothes, which he’ll do with the biggest, most handsome smile on his face :)

Japan: Kiku promotes different animation studios a lot! He’s also promoted many, many snacks since he’s guilty of a lotta snacking. You won’t see his face in ads too often at all, he’s a tad camera shy! But he will post about companies/snacks and gladly gush about the things he likes. You won’t find him being sponsored by brands unless they’re startup brands or if it’s merch for comics! He isn’t interested in Louis Vuitton or Nike! And NO! He won’t do a Honda ad...Yes, he knows thats his last name...No, he doesn’t have a Honda car

(Edit: as ive gone through and edited some sections of this while it was in the queue I realize this comes off as ‘the nations are in ads all the time, it’s incredibly common and you see them like 5 times a day’ which isn’t what I meant but I’m not about to delete everything and start over lmao I mean it more as ‘you see them on the television, on your phone or plastered up in subway stations on occasion. You don’t see Lovino Vargas on your television every ten minutes promoting Gucci bags that just isn’t how it is. Being in ads is more of a treat than anything! They’re not really celebrities but people do enjoy seeing them :) )

Cramp’s Comic Recommendations For Fans Of Classic Rock And Co.

Allright here we go. This is my current list of comics/manga/graphic novels you might enjoy if you’re into classic rock. Before we get started I’d just like to let you all know:

- This list is far from being complete. I’m sure there are many more groovy comics out there that I’m simply not aware of yet so if you have any suggestions feel free to add them :)

- I know I said “Classic Rock” but some of my choices may drift into other musical directions

- Needless to say I do not own any of the following images. They all belong to their rightfull owners and I’ll use them as visual reference material only.

- Sorry for eventual misspelling

Let’s go ^^

1. Bob Dylan Revisited 

Let’s start with an obvious choice. This is a collection of 13 well-known Dylan Songs, each of them graphically interpreted by a different artist. The most striking feature therefore is the high variety of different art styles. Some of them are cartoony, some are very abstract while others are almost photo realistic.

Dylan’s mesmerizing lyrics have always been inspirational and these beautiful depictions truly are a sight to see. 

Including works of Thierry Murat, Lorenzo Mattotti, Nicolas Nemiri, François Avril, Jean-Claude Götting, Christopher,  Bézian, Dave McKean, Alfred, Raphaëlle Le Rio, Maël Le Mae, and Henri Meunier, Gradimir Smudju, Benjamin Flao, Jean-Phillippe Bramanti and Zep.

Zep’s take on “Not Dark Yet”

Jean-Phillippe Bramanti’s interpretation of “Knocking On Heaven’s Door”

Definitely worth checking out not only for Bob Dylan Fans.

2. Baby’s In Black” by Arne Bellstorf

I’ve seen several people in the Beatles fandom complain about the lack of Stuart Sutcliffe material when it comes to early Beatles history. 

Well, here it is: a graphic novel that focuses on the relationship between Stuart Sutcliffe and fotographer Astrid Kirchherr who took the very first professional photos of the Beatles during their time in Hamburg (1960-61).

Told mostly from Astrid’s point of view this comic presents itself in a grey and melancholic tone that fits the rather sad story. Bellstorf’s drawings are simplified and charming (they remind me of early sixties children book illustrations which suits the setting’s time period)

If you’re interested in early Beatles history (especially their Hamburg days) you should give this one a try.

3. Blue Monday by Chynna Clugston Flores

I really wish I had known about this amazing comic series a few years earlier, not only because this is a slice of life/coming of age story with teenage characters who are actually likeable and relateable but also because “Blue Monday” is an overall highly entertaining depiction of early nineties teen culture/rebellion in an American suburb that comes with a lot of references to Britpop, mod culture, Buster Keaton movies and Adam Ant (to name only a few).

To quote the author herself: “It’s like Archie on crack, with cursing and smokes”.

The art style of Chynna Clugston Flores is very vivid and expressive and has a certain stylistic touch of anime/manga (like a lot of comics from the early 2000s). I also really enjoy all of the graphic fashion details in this one. Plus, this is the first comic with it’s own soundtrack and that’s always a nice bonus.

I’d recommend “Blue Monday” for fans of Britpop, Punk, New Wave and early 1990′s culture.

4. Punk Rock And Trailer Parks by Derf Backderf

Another story about growing up in American small town madness, this time set in 1980s gritty Punk subculture of the former rubber city of Akron, Ohio. Protagonist Otto who likes to refer to himself as “The Baron” becomes fascinated with Punk after attending a Ramones concert. He meets several Pubk icons (thus as The Clash, The Plasmatics, rock journalist Lester Bangs and many more) and becomes someting of a local punk star himself.

Derf Backderf (who is best known for his highly acclaimed graphic novel “My Friend Dahmer” and his Eisner award winning comic “Trashed”) created a comic that is as “raw and dirty as punk itself”. His art style is an unique combination of expressionism, underground cartoons and punk magazines.

“Punk Rock And Trailer Parks” is a must-have for punk fans (especially if you’re into The Ramones and The Clash. It made me a huge fan of both of them).

5. “CASH - I See A Darkness” and “Nick Cave - Mercy On Me” by Reinhard Kleist

Two biographical graphic novels by Reinhard Kleist, both of them tell the story of a fascinating personality in rock history and both of them are incredibly well drawn. Kleist’s art is full of life and movement and very atmospheric due to his impressive use of stark contrasts. 

I personally love his semirealistic way of drawing people and I’d highly suggest you to check out his other works too. He made a lot of biographical comics that really amazed me.

CASH

Cave

Definetly worth reading. Not only for Johnny Cash and Nick Cave fans.

6. Nowhere Men by Eric Stephenson, Nate Bellegarde, Jordie Bellaire and Fonografiks

I talked about this one a while ago but I’ll gladly do it again since it’s just too cool. “Nowhere Men” is set in an alternative past/present and future where scientists became as popular as pop stars (catchphrase “Science is the new Rock n` Roll”) but somewhere along the way something definetly went wrong. 

The hype of science shares obvious similarities with the beatlemania of the 60s and the founding of Apple back then. Furthermore, the characters are partly inspired by well-known personalities of Rock history. There are many more or less hidden nods and references to musical popculture wich is why I put it on this list.

Nowhere Men is a thrilling sci-fi dystopian that requires an observant reader because there is a lot of jumping back and forth i time and inbetween information. The art style is realistic and full of very vibrant colours.

I found myself reading this multiple times to get all of the details in the world building. A thoughtful and brilliant writing indeed. 

7. P.I.L. by Mari Yamazaki

Japan 1983: 17-year-old Nanami couldn’t be more frustrated. Her grandfather loves to spend all of their household money on useless luxury junk and her strict school criticizes her messy hairstyle. Caught between teenage rebellion and responsibility as she tries different side jobs to earn at least a little bit of money, Nanami also has a thing for punk music and overall everything originated from England.

P.I.L. tells the story of conflict between two generations who aren’t as different as they might seem. Sometimes funny and heartwarming, sometimes with a bit of drama this is a charming slice of life/ coming of age josei with a more simplistic but aesthetical pleasing art style.

as the title might suggest, Nanami is a big fan of P.I.L. and other bands of the punk, neo punk and new wave movement such as The Stranglers and The Killing Joke

8. Yellow Submarine by Bill Morrison

A comic adaptation of an animated film such as Yellow Submarine? Yeah, I was skeptical at first too but hear me out: This is really great. Morrison did an amazing job at capturing the trippy and psychedelic feeling of the legendary Beatles film. As the 1968 film used the medium of animation as an actual form of art to accomplish things only animation can do, Morrison did the same thing and used the advantages of the comic medium to accomplish things only comics can do. And it works. It really works.

Every single page of this colourful book has a different panel layout. Some of them are so beautiful and creative that I’d love to have a full-size poster version of them :’D

If you liked the film, if you love the psychedelic age, you’ll probably like the comic too. 

9. In The Pines by Erik Kriek

“In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines...”

5 Murder Ballads, some might call them dark Country Music, each of them beautifully illustrated by Erik Kriek. Atmospheric, dark and gritty and always on point to match the spine-chilling western-like storytelling of these ballads, great for fans of horror literature a la E.A.Poe.

10. Andy - A Factual Fairy Tale by Typex

Allright folks this is it:

Typex’s “Andy” is by far one of the best comics/graphic novels I’ve ever red. It defenitely is my personal favourite reading of 2019 (and tbh I kinda doubt anything will top this anytime soon)

This is more than just a biographical take on of the most enigmatic pop-art artists of 20th centuary’s America, this is a portrait of the 20th centuary itself. There are so many references to art, history, literature, music and more that I could fill a book counting them all. And of course this is a monument for the medium of comic itself. Typex really managed to show what comic’s are capable of (At this point I’m really sorry I can’t explain it better I’m not good in writing stuff like this yet...)

Visually one of the most appealing things are the different art styles Typex manages to pull off so well for every chapter in Warhol’s life because each of them are a mirror of their zeitgeist. The introduction of Warhol’s childhood during the 30s is drawn in a cartoony style of old news paper comic strips. The chapter of 1967 has a psychedelic edge. The chapter of the early 60s shows similarities with the works of Roy Liechtenstein

So many icons from the 1930s-1980s have a cameo in this graphic novel it’s just amazing. If you’re even remotely interested in anything of this time period you’d definitely should read this. (seriously, READ THIS). But at this point I’d also like to mention that this comic does not shy away from showing very explicit content and sensetive topics (please keep in mind this has a mature rating for a reason)

Yeah so I couldn’t give this piece of art enough praise. It is absolutely brilliant, a masterpiece in every sense and word.I wasn’t too aware of Typex before but appearentely he also did a graphic novel on Rembrandt. I’m gonna read this too.

Some honorable mentions:

California Dreamin` by Penelope Bagieu

I haven’t red this one yet so I can’t say anything more about it. But I wanted to let you know that a graphic novel about the life of Cass Elliot exists.

Before Watchmen: Silk Spectre by Darwyn Cooke and Amanda Conner

One of the prequels of the legendary “Watchmen” by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. It’ “only” an honorable mention because you’ll have to be familiar with the Watchmen universe to fully get all of the story. This prequel focuses on Laurie Jupeczyk, the second Silk Spectre and her own adventures during 1967, the summer of love in San Francisco.

Hip Hop Family Tree by Ed Piskor

Another one I haven’t fully red yet, but so far I’m loving it. It basically tells the history of Rap and Hip Hop from the early 70s to the mid 80s. The art style is intentionally old-school wich really fits it’s tone and setting.

Fritz The Cat by Robert Crumb

I suppose I can’t make a list like this without at least mentioning an absolut icon of the underground comix movement. Crumb created the adventures of this nasty junky cat during the 60s. Fritz can be seen as a satirical mirror of counter-culture’s zeitgeist.

and speaking of Crumb, his “Heroes of Blues, Jazz and Country” trading cards are neat too...

allright that’s it for now. like I said, if you have anymore suggestions, feel free to add ^^

FINALLY more stuff to my Miraculous Ladybug Sanders Sides AU (MLB!SS AU, for short pfft) A little more info about Virgil and Roman in this, alongside full bodies REFs I suppose :o Patton, Logan and Deceit’s refs will probably be coming up next c: I obviously am changing a few things from the canon show to better fit this whole AU and some other stuff I thought about to it sooo...yeah. Also, they all are probably around 17-18 years old in this AU. :o This DEFINETLY will be long, so as always, it will all be under Read more, So, the tagging list and stuff will come first, if you would like to be tagged in anything from this AU in the future just let me know! ALSO, anyone is more than free to come to my inbox or messages and talk about this AU with me lmao TAGLIST: @notalwaysthevillian​ @phantomofthesanderssides​ @cosmic-quark​ @max-is-tired​ @thoughtfulfanbailifflamp​ @smokeyrutilequartz​ @thesassiersilv101​

Roman Prince comes from a family that has always been in the show business. His mom is an actress, his dad is a movie director and he has an older sister who is a famous fashion designer, so, he always has been a theater kid himself and is famous in the television business due to his parents influence (more like, he gets to be there because his parents know he loves to do it, but they might push him a little too, his sister also pops every now and then asking him to model for her latest clothes and he agrees, he doesn’t mind all that much, he loves to act and to make his family happy, so he endures it.) with acting and making appearances in shows and photo shoots for his sister, he had build quite the reputation to himself. People think he gets what he wants simply because of his status and that he sees himself better than anyone, when truth is, he’s just doing what he loves and trying to make his family happy and a little more united, since he is pretty much home alone 80% of the time, with his parents doing movies and his sister out of the country, but still making sure he gets all the education and needs from the staff that works around their home. So, while it seems he is happy, he is always so busy and lonely, he never gets the time to just be a normal teenager. He does manage to convince his parents to let him go to a public university and college instead of being home-schooled, so he has that for him. It is in college that he meets Logan, who quickly turns to be one of his best friends, despite his “know-it-all” presence that seems the completely opposite of Roman’s, The two managed to make quite the friendship. Is also there where he meets Patton and Virgil, also good friends of his, even though it seems Virgil doesn’t like him that much since he always tries to avoid him whenever he can, but Roman still considers him a good friend, probably just shy and hard to open up to new people, he can wait for Virgil to be comfortable around him, Patton did tell him to give Virgil time so, that is what he is doing.  His chance to do something more finally comes when he is presented with a strange box that appeared in his room out of nowhere after helping an old man on the street while he was trying to sneak away from one of his photo shoots. Opening the box, he finds a strange ring and a small cat like creature called Plagg that explains (poorly) what he is and what is the meaning behind the ring, eager to become a superhero, Roman puts on the ring and turns into Chat Noir, and goes off to protect the city from the attack of a strange rock monster. While fighting, or better, trying to get used to his new powers and such, another strange hero lands (quite literally) on top of him, embarrassed, the hero introduces himself as Crimson Beetle, another new-hero apparently who “honestly have no idea what the heck is doing”. While his new partner seems to have some second thoughts and thinks way too much about anything they do, Roman is happy to be an hero and tries his best to encourage his new partner going as far as telling him to “just watch and learn if you aren’t too sure about this” whoever, Roman quick learns that he alone can’t do much, after almost getting his butt kicked by the rock monster to then be saved by Crimson Beetle himself. While his ego was a little bit hurt, Roman quickly realize that they are suppose to be a team and work together as equals, and he also quick realizes his new partner is just amazing, kind and incredible despite his insecurities, and isn’t surprised when he realizes he had fall in love with him, even if Crimson had made him swear to never reveal each others true identities to protect themselves, Roman still is trying his best to make Crimson realize his feelings for him (more like accept them, seeing he definitely isn’t too secretive about his crush) whenever they are working together to protect the city, it doesn’t seem like he is making much progress, but he definitely isn’t going to stop trying anytime soon.  ---------------------- Virgil Glen on other hand, is pretty much the completely opposite of Roman. While Roman is outgoing and confident, loving to be the centre of attention, Virgil is an anxious mess who, if he could, would rather stay home all day long. Virgil lives with his older brother Devan and one of their mothers (gee Virgil, how come you have TWO WHOLE MOMS?!?!), who owns and work at her own flower shop. His brother has some skin issues, so he mostly stays at home, while Virgil on the other hand, has to go out and live like a normal teenager despite feeling like throwing up whenever he has to go in front of a group of people. It has been a few years since his mom disappeared mysteriously without a trace, police says they are sure she is dead, but his mother still seems to have hope she isn’t, while his brother just...seems to just have accepted it. As a matter of fact, since her disappearance, they haven’t really spend that much time together, Devan always in his own little world, and their mother working to keep them all feed, since Devan work doesn’t pay much, and Virgil is still only 17 years old. Their mom disappearance certainly affected them all, but It isn’t a topic anyone in his home is comfortable talking about, so it isn’t like they go around saying it. Virgil would always rather keep things up to himself and just go through them alone, being almost invisible to everyone, everyone in his school knew him as the “weird creepy kid” so all those comments didn’t help him with his self-confidence, leaving him to stay alone most of the time just drawing on his sketchbook and listening to music all by himself. Things change when a new transfer student named Patton decides to make himself his new best friend upon his very first day in college. While at first Virgil wasn’t that found of the idea, slowly, Patton certainly did make himself his best friend, who he could talk about anything. Including his long time crush on a famous guy named Roman, Virgil knew his crush on the guy was silly, as is was likely they never would meet in person, Patton would always tell him to never give up hope, Virgil would always laugh it off, Roman didn’t knew he existed and he had his own life and they would never meet, that was fine, he could live with that. That’s it, until Roman suddenly shows in his college to began studying in pretty much all the same classes as him and turned out to be an even more awesome person than Virgil thought he was. Patton obviously was excited saying that was a sign the universe wanted them to meet os something, while Virgil couldn’t do much as say a full sentence in front of Roman. It was no surprise that Patton managed to become friends with Roman, He was friends with pretty much the whole building at that point, but that didn’t mean Virgil was any less nervous around Roman, always hiding his blushing face in his hood and never really talking with him since he would always trip on his own words and hardly speak out something that made sense, and while part of him thought his ways would make Roman see him as the weird kid, for his surprise, Roma, kind Roman was always so patient and nice with him that it only made him crush even harder.  And when it seemed his life couldn’t get more complicated, that strange box appeared in his room, the same day a strange rock monster began attacking town. Seriously, he only had helped an old man no get killed while crossing the road, and now there was those strange earrings and flying bug like creature inside this box. To say he was almost having a panic attack was a understanding.  After the inicial panic and fear, he was calm enough to listen to the small creature, Tikki, speak. Yeah, apparently she could speak. Virgil was honestly just going with the flow at this point almost certain it was all a strange dream. Tikki explaining to him how she was a Kwami, a mysterious creature who could give powers to those who deserved it so they could protect and help those around them, saying that now more than never, the world would need her power and most importantly, HIS help, telling only him could stop the rock monster from destroying the whole city. Virgil hardly has a time to get all the information around his brain before he is putting on the earrings, saying some works Tikki told him to and having his clothes changing, he is still confused and scared as hell not sure he gets what is happening, but he decides he might as well go through this weird dream and get it over with.  It was when he was trying to get to where the monster was, jumping from building to building with his strange yo-yo that came with the suit, he loses his balance and falls to what he assumes will be his death. To his surprise, instead of meeting with the cold ground, he lands on another guy with a strange suit who was walking between buildings with a weird staff, the guy quickly introduces him as Chat Noir, and says he is a new hero, while Virgil is just embarrassed beyond words, when Chat asks for HIS name, he just says the first thing that comes into his mind while looking at himself and says “Crimson Beetle”  His first “battle” is a mess. He expected to “wake up” way before he had to actually fight, but the longer he goes into it, he quickly began to realize... that whole mess definitely isn’t a dream. He have no idea what to do, he never was the time of guy to fight like this??? That is a giant rock monster what do you expect him to do with a silly toy???  Chat seems to be the opposite of him whoever, eager to try to defeat the monster, going as much as offering to “defeat the best by himself” to which Virgil initially has no problem with. Let the guy do what he wants while he is here having a panic attack, yes, thank you. Whoever, he quickly comes to realize Chat is no match to this monster, not alone at least, and holding all the courage he can manage, he goes on to defeat the monster. He has no idea how exactly they did manage to do so, but apparently they did it. It was great, he actually feels incredible doing so?? Even though he is terrified pretty much all the way through, he still manages to pull it out alongside Chat and after he is safe back home, with Tikki sitting in his desk eating some cookies Patton baked him the other day, that he realizes that number one: This whole thing DEFINITELY Wasn’t a dream. And number two: Maybe he could manage being a superhero if he tried. The whole deal is helping him manage his anxiety and self-confidence issues after all. Tikki is definitely happy to hear that and promised to help him out as much as she can, she definitely is a nice company to him, alongside Chat, despite his constant flirting when they are in patrol or on missions. Virgil isn’t dense or blind, he knows Chat loves him, but his heart is still taken by Roman, so he doubts he could love Chat the same way he loves him, but saying all that without breaking his partner heart seems too mentally tiring for Virgil, so he just rolls with Chat’s flirting while being a mess back in college anytime he is anywhere near Roman.    

mellifluous (finn wolfhard x reader) PART 2

(a/n IVE BEEN SO EXCITED TO POST PART 2, I LOVE IT SO MUCH AND I’M VERY PROUD OF IT. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! thank you so much to everyone who read part one, the support from everyone is so incredible. i REALLY enjoyed writing part 2, and it happens to be quite cute if I do say so myself. once again I hope you enjoy it, and any feedback is welcomed!)

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mellifluous. adj.  (of a sound) pleasingly smooth and musical to hear

days ago (y/n) may not have known who finn wolfhard was but she sure did now. now he was the reason she was constantly a giggly mess in her bedroom.

for the first time in her life (y/n) hadn’t had to message him first, or call him first. he was the one to contact her. he had told her he still had a few days in new york before he’d be leaving back the vancouver and he wanted to properly catch up. this time not introducing himself with a joke about groupies.

(y/n) hardly cared that he was famous, in fact it constantly slipped from her thoughts. to her finn wolfhard was a genuine boy trying to get to know her, just as she was him. she knew he had an image created by fans like river and the public eye. but like most things that are constantly being over analysed in the public eye, there was more to this boy than what he gave out. (y/n) wanted to know the real finn.

considering finn valued the fact that she didn’t know who he was (well at first anyway), he was a lot more open in giving away more person information about himself. this was a starting of a friendship, but it being different to most of his friendships with his co-stars and most people he associated with himself. it was a real friendship, not based on fame.

something he hadn’t had in a long time.

you were currently messaging finn as you had been over the past couple of days. today you were going to hang out at your place.

finn decided it would be the better place to hang out, if you went to the hotel he was at you would automatically be crowded by paparazzi questioning all your motives and who you were. he could practically envision the headlines on all the teen magazines. so his place was definitely a no from him.

going to your place meant he could sneak out in a car in the back parking lot and then head over to your place, which was what he did.

‘today is going to be a good day’ he thought to himself.

for you it had been the most stressful morning of your life so far, there was a boy coming over. one who wasn’t river. one who was incredibly cute. frantically you ran around your room trying to neaten it up. picking up all your books and clothes that were scattered on her floor. earlier that morning you had decided to wear your favorite black and white stripey sweater with some light blue ripped jeans.

having just finishing making your bed you heard someone knock on your front door. grinning like a fool you ran to the door and opened it. but what was in front of you caused you to burst into laughter.

there he was, grinning like an idiot. wearing practically the same sweater as you. you looked to the right of finn seeing his mom sat in a car, and waved to her still laughing. she wound down the window, “have fun kiddos! finn, let me know how you plan on getting home.” she spoke laughing. he blushed and nodded heading inside after you.

“i can’t believe you have practically the same sweater as mine, it’s my favorite! got it for christmas from river!” you started, finn chuckling. “well I’ve had mine for a few years now, and it’s my favorite thing to wear,” he replied.

connecting the dots in your brain, you shook your head laughing. “okay, well then your definetly the reason he bought it for me, river is a little crazy obsessed. that’s why i haven’t told him about us talking, he would totally freak.”

“ah thanks (y/n), but in our accidental matching i think we should take a photo.” he laughed pulling out his phone. you gave him a hug and he took a photo of your matching sweaters cropping out your faces. “send that to me,” you grinned finn nodding as he sent it to you.

soon after, you both headed upstairs to your room which was now tidy enough to stand. all over your room walls, it was covered in pictures, posters, and little mementos from things you had been to over the years. finn wondered around your room looking at all the the little things around your room while you awkwardly stood there pulling your sleeves over your hands. nervous habit.

it was until his eyes wondered to the corner of your room he noticed the acoustic guitar being propped up by the wall. automatically out of instinct he ran over to it.

“this is yours?” he asked picking it up. you nodded, “yeah, I bought it not too long ago, i’ve been meaning to teach myself to play.” he raised his eyes from the guitar back to you and smiled. “can i play it?” he asked curiously. “of course,” you grinned back sitting down on your bed.

he sat beside you and began picking a tune, which of course you recognized as one of your favorite songs: lovesong.

he furrowed his eyebrows as he concentrated on the guitar. you were at awe, he looked so content and peaceful as he played. you slyly pulled out your phone, trying to film this audio without being noticed. he was truly beautiful. 'nothing can get better than this’ you thought to yourself.

you were incorrect as finn began quietly singing the lyrics.

whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am home again whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am whole again  

he then progressively began getting louder and more passionate through the lyrics, you raised your phone so the video could actually capture his face.

whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am young again whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am fun again  

the next decision you made was you going out on a whim. as he went to sing the chorus you joined in. his head snapped up and he softly smiled at you, his eyes shining in pure admiration.

however far away i will always love you however long i stay i will always love you whatever words i say i will always love you i will always love you  

that’s how it was for the rest of the song, him playing as he sung, and you joining in whenever you felt confident enough to do so. once you had finished you inhaled deeply and looked over at him. “you’re beautiful,” you spoke quietly. finn blushed, “no, you’re the beautiful one here (y/n).” this time making you blush

. you’re eyes longingly looked at each other for longer than most would consider comfortable until finn shook you out of your thoughts, “wanna watch a movie?” you nodded heading downstairs, him following behind you once again.

the day passed by quite quickly and soon enough it was time for finn to leave. his mom waited for him outside. you gave him a hug, and fiddled with his curls “thank you so much for hanging out with me today.”

his knees practically gave way under him as held onto you with every inch of his being. resting his head on the top yours he spoke, “it’s really no problem. i can’t wait till i get to see you again.” you blushed and nuzzled your head into him. once again he felt like his knees were going to give way. he was addicted to you.

you let go of each other, him turning to the door, just as he opened it you piped up quickly causing him to turn back to you, “oh and finn, your voice is mellifluous." 

”mellifluous?“ he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"yes, mellifluous.” you replied grinned, pushing him out the door.

once he was gone, you ran back up to your room lying on your bed feeling kind of delirious. happy. at peace. you were addicted to him.

on the ride home finn opened instagram, and posted the picture of you two in your sweaters. he knew exactly what he was going to caption it.

straight away he was bombarded with comments, regarding who the other person was. then receiving messages and comments from all his co stars and band members. but he didn’t care. for the first time in a long time, he had felt normal today. 

you heard a ding from your phone, rolling over to grab it.

“@finnwolfhardofficial posted a new photo”

you opened your phone to look at what he’d posted and blushed reading the caption aloud.

“mellifluous" 

finn sat in his car read his caption aloud again. and blushed.

"mellifluous”

PART 3?