#idk what the art side of tumblr is called im sorry
Text
I don't know who needs to hear this but... You don't need to finish that WIP. not everything you create has to be a Work In Progress. you can just sketch something or write out a draft and then never go any farther than that. you don't have to finish everything you create. not everything is meant to be finished.
also, starting a new WIP when you have another isn't bad. it doesn't stop you from going back to the old one. sometimes you get excited for an idea, sometimes you just need to get that idea down. Do it. start another WIP. nothing is stopping you from going back to the old one later.
the only one putting these barriers up is yourself. Stop holding yourself back. You'll find yourself a lot happier if you stop forcing yourself to follow these invisible rules on what you can and should be focusing on finishing.
#text#art#idk what the art side of tumblr is called im sorry#writing#writeblr#literally you dont have to finish anything ever it's ok#no one can get mad if you dont finish something ignore the invisible audience in your head#no one can see how many wips you have no one can judge you#not finish somesthing doesn't mean you failed or that you're a failure#be free my child. create and enjoy the act of creating#you dont have to finish anything if you're stuck#you are not a bad person for not finishing your creations#not everything is made to be completed#genuinely once you get into this mindset you'll find the creative process a lot easier#I have 'wips' that are constantly being worked on as i jump between them as i feel like it#and because i put no pressure on myself to finish them by a certain deadline then I realize i feel a lot happier and relax in my artwork#i've gone back to month old wips to work and rework as i realized what i could do better after taking a break from it#I had art pieces I started and then finished months apart because I just couldn't get into the flow of the piece until then#I have millions of pieces that are unfinished and will never be finished and I'm ok with that
18 notes
·
View notes
Text
What if Sig got to the Tome of Sealing first? AKA Tomo AU
hi again tumblr, please dont expect a whole lot from this blog, once again, but, i wanted to post like a little basic thing about this au i've had since 2021 now that i'm back into puyo again,
this is an au that Heavily relies on bits of fanon and headcanon to make it work cuz canon is puyo puyo is very fucking wishy washy but essentially, what if sig had checked out the tome of sealing from the library before klug was able to? (sorry if this is a bit scatterbrained, im not good at organizing my thoughts much,,)
(also please dont mind some of the art, im like an ok artist at best and some of this shit is from 2 years ago as well)
so like, as the absolute fucking nerd i am, i made like an initial google doc on this thing outlining most of the shit im about to summarize here (that i might link if someone asks at some point i guess idk) as well as a fanfic, didnt finish that though, i got like through barely a chapter before i stopped and then i got into sam and max but that's unrelated to now
ANYWAYS, the au is as it sounds, sig goes to precise museum and, guided by the voice of the crimson soul, finds the tome of sealing and checks it out (much to akuma's chargin,,) and then he checks out the book again,,, and again,,,, and a gain,,,, (you see where this is going)
but uh, why is it called tomo au? see im being a little shitter here and i thought maybe the crimson soul's memory would be a little shot after spending ages in a book so they might not remember their name and sig is like "you're my friend now so i'm gonna call you friend/tomodachi" but then he's like "that's too long i'm gonna call you tomo instead" so they just go along with it, for future reference, anytime i mention the crimson soul i'm gonna be calling it Tomo
wow that's really fucking big sorry,
sig has an immense attachment to tomo from the get go btw, he's like, i wanna say like 8 or so when he first gets to the book, so besides the obvious literal halvsies soul connection there's that childhood connection as well,
side note: they can speak to each other cuz of that soul connection btw, it's my personal headcanon that after slug (canon strange klug/the crimson soul) can speak to anybody who they've possessed before as well as their other half, so in canon klug and sig can hear the book talk but in this au only sig can hear them
also, the reason why tomo doesn't attempt to take over sig right from the outset is A) they dunno where the unsealing objects are and B) sig is a child and uh, another part that i'm still trying to work the kinks through of is whether tomo decides to hold off on doing the fusion dance of their own volition or if because the cyan soul (which can speak to tomo, but only when sig is asleep cuz when sig is awake the cyan soul IS sig, nother headcanon sorry) decides it's too soon, they probably have memories of previous incarnations stored in there and know that eventually sig will start showing more demonic traits but not when he's baby
wow this is getting to be a lot but we're not even done cuz now i gotta talk about what this means about shit like fever 2 and such (y'know canon things and all)
boy tumblr just hates making images smaller nowadays huh,
so when sig starts showing signs of his heritage (i.e., a bit before fever 2 happens) tomo and sig start to hatch a plan to get tomo a body back! of course, tomo is omitting some things about how they're actually going to go into sig's body cuz at this point they've been together for a few years now and sig trusts tomo as like, a best friend i guess? something like that,
so sig is under the impression tomo is gonna be released and get their old body back and tomo is under the impression that as soon as the seal releases they'll enter sig's body, join back up with the cyan soul, and return to their original form,
so sig transfers over to amitie and klug's class, (tomo) overhears that lemres is coming into town with the items they need, and they steal the shit and head to the ruins to perform the unsealing
SPOILERS! shit goes wrong
ignore how shitty the ms paint art from a couple of years ago is, might change the hair to be more red in future art
for reasons (that i also need to workshop because to be honest originally it was a "whoever unseals it gets their soul swapped with whoever is trapped in the book" but like??? idk if that's how it should work when it comes to these two specifically), sig and tomo swap places instead of a fusion happening,
sucks balls for both of them cuz this is like the Last thing either of them wanted out of this tbh, sig obviously because well, trust got broken and ended up trapped til the artifacts are stolen (klug either swaps roles with amitie or sig, haven't figured that one out yet either) and tomo most certainly doesn't want sig trapped, as they wouldn't want anyone to experience the loneliness of being sealed away like they were (except klug, fuck klug specifically) (also the chronicles drama cd mentions that part of tomo's character in it so it works for my purposes)
this image wasn't necessarily specific to tomo au but i thought it would fit anyways, sorry it's a bit blurry my phone wouldnt focus on the damn thing properly
and after fever 2,,, i kind of dont have as clear of a story? or a plan? there's some tension between sig and tomo for at least a little while but sig eventually forgives them, as well i don't know how i would tackle something like sig's secret if at all?? but yeah that's the main shit to this au, sorry it's all so very long! this has been on my mind for a few weeks now and it was on my mind for months back in 2021, so i just have a lot i'm throwing out here into the wind, if you got this far: thanks so much for reading!
here's some bonus shit for getting to the end of the main shit:
tomo calls sig "little blue" sometimes, since he's yknow, younger than them and blue but calls the cyan soul their "other half"
if you couldn't tell from the first image, since sig has his bookbag, he carries tomo around in that, but if he's stopped somewhere he'll leave the book open next to him so tomo can see around (hard to see with the covers in the way)
sig was already probably ostricized for yknow, his autistic tendencies, the book did not help with that, but it gave him a trusted confidant :)
sig actually starts developing his demonic traits earlier than in canon due to his proximity to tomo, but not by much
klug has stolen the book before, both demon halves were not pleased with this and klug has not attempted to steal the book again
sig can supplement his own magic power with tomo's for an incredibly large boost, and tomo doesn't mind doing so, this gives sig almost the exact same amount of power as the full demon used to have and also changes his right eye to red
OH, both relevant to this au and my own interpretation: the full demon's name was wisteria, but neither sig nor tomo remember it until either are reminded of that
ok that's it go home now bye bye
#sig puyo puyo#strange klug#puyo puyo#puyo puyo au#long post#under the cut i mean#tomo au#Get me an art tag the thrilling saga#WAIT YOU CAN EDIT TAGS ON TUMBLR NOW WHEN WAS THIS A THING#tldr i have a lot of thoughts about this dumbass au i've made enjoy my scattered ramblings 👍
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
Welcome Home (Part 5)
ok so bc tumblr has a fucking limit to 30 photos per post i had to make a part 5
continuation under the cut
I AM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND I ACTUALLY GOT THE PASSWORD CORRECT
so i looked at the worksheet and was like 'ok so the answers are Barnaby, Sally, Poppy, Julie and Wally'
and since the code is 5 characters i just took the first letter of their names, in all caps and put it in
AND THEN BAM HERE I AM
idk if this is the only code that works or if there's other codes that lead to different things but i found one of them !!!
its a distorted version of the exhibition page
THERES FUCKING PICTURES HOLY SHIT DUDE
i read the text aloud and lost my mind and now my brother thinks im crazy LMAOAOAOOAO
ok so !! who wrote this
the text on the distorted exhibition page AND the actual page full of possible password combinations
also the person's monologue was about hearing a phone ring and ring but being unable to answer it
then the upside down blacked-out text feels like its Wally just because it's like 'ring ring hello can you hear me call back soon'
and whoever the haunted-by-phone-ringing person is said that they had a dream of Wally holding a phone and calling them
time to look at the pictures
the photos are of a... messed-up version of the exhibition? pretty sure its the exhibition
maybe the person is the Question-Answerer
i think this picture and some of the other ones are behind the 'staff only' curtain that you can see here
oh yeah it definitely is you can see the black ink on the wall behind the cover of the other side !!
that black spiral thing, like from underneath Home in The Neighborhood page
oh my god
yeah ok so definitely i think the person who was looking for the password was the Question-Answerer or one of their staff
also the '~ Wally Darling' thats underneath the response email ???? oh holy shit dude
well the sticky note explains why the video of someone using the telephone in the exhibition was wearing a glove
oh hey its that one drawing of Frank
alright so the sticky note,,, i think it says "This art was NOT in the shipment PLEASE stop using the work printer to prank me" maybe ??? probably something like that at least
this is so cool
also you can see a paint roller so someone from the staff there, probably the person who said they 'tore up the workspace' when looking for a ringing phone (Question-Answerer?)
also the blacklight stuff is interesting
whatever was in the safe was supposed to be the prize for getting the worksheet answers correct so,,, maybe when u got it correct they brought u in here like 'hey sorry cant give u the prize rn cuz its in a safe lol here' or smth ?!?!??!
oh yeah i think thats a blacklight on the table too
also !! i noticed a toy telephone but it looks like it attaches to those square toys from my childhood ?!??!
like these things but they were square
also on the right wall on the back of the picture is a printed picture of that drawing of Wally sitting on a really high chair
and there's a tv and a book!! its cover is like that one that Clown Illustrations used in their announcement of the site coming back up !!!
so fascinating
ah thats why they have a blacklight
there's a link at the bottom of the email
i know its not a virus bc i dont think Clown or anyone who worked on this would do that but i am afraid to open it
gonna do it anyways
ok the link isnt loading for me LOL so nevermind that i guess
so the written stuff u can see on here is VERY interesting
maybe it wasnt the Question-Answerer spiraling to get the safe code but THIS is the Question-Answerer wondering what the fuck is going on
they seem to have a thing about thinking people are pranking them
there's also some hidden faded text that i can just barely see
you could probably see it with a blacklight in real life but i think you might have to edit this photo to see it
unfortunately i dont have the tools to do that LOL so well. i'll just see if someone else has i guess
hm
the style of pages between the 'password please' one and the 'am i being pranked by everyone' is different
and there's TWO notebooks
the one sent by the WHRP team and the Question-Answerer's notebook
so i think the page that didnt have lines (password please) belongs to the red notebook?
ok nevermind i was wrong
that open notebook makes me think its of the red notebook so then
ok THIS is definitely from the red notebook so actually maybe the other open page one was from the brown notebook???
i can barely read the text on the letter lol
i really wish i could have gone to this exhibit and seen all this in person for myself <//3
i wonder if it was even possible for guests to access this area tho lol
handprints on the wall
its the safe!! and that one drawing of Wally !!!
oh you can see the square pyramid telephone from closer here
also that script at the side is the same script from that one secret link
also a tv !! i wonder what we'll see on it if it will ever be fixed
so fascinating
these are printed emails, so who's putting that text in the blacklight?
ah!!! its clickable !! the 'it's in here' !!
leads to this
how odd
OH STARS
audio with a tab titled 'soon'
its audio of Wally saying 'let me in' how fascinating
im so excited to get all these audios and work out the order cuz i know its gonna be fucking crazy
unfortunately thats gonna be all because i have to sleep now !! but im sure i'll finish going through the website tomorrow for sure !! goodnight
1 note
·
View note
Note
Hi!! I wanted to ask, in celebration of Deltarune CH. 2, do you have any updated thoughts and head canons about the game?? Like, y'know, similar to a previous ask about Kris in your Deltarune tag? Thanks!
thoughts on kris part 2 i guess???? (part 1 from ch1 here lol)
spoilers for deltarune like woah. this wont be kris focused just random thoughts on everything. thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk
not that many thoughts for this chapter tbh! EDIT LOL: this was a lie i have a lot of thoughts
-just in general i feel like the player isn't the only one controlling kris... like yes the player forced kris to do what happened in the snowgrave route but AT THE SAME TIME idk it feels like there's someone else too. just because of the terrifying voice i suppose. and also the jerky movement kris does every time they get their soul out? unless there's another reason for it... maybe getting your soul out means you walk weird lol
-BUT ALSO i feel like kris is 100% in control when they create fountains. idk it just makes sense kris would create them. to create another world, a better world, A WORLD WHERE THEIR BROTHER IS HERE PERHAPS? i do wonder why they get their soul out then though. i'm all for it sweetie! do whatever! i support you!
-(i am and will be playing deltarune with only kris' best interests in mind. i will not hurt anyone unless kris wants me to. dont worry my little meow meow im on your side! talk to me! no? okay ill stay under the sink its fine)
-speaking of asriel. SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER (starts crying) V-VACATION COLLEGE WHEN
-kris misses their brother so much it's so sad. if you make kris steal 5$ from asriel they take it "reluctantly"? talking to asriel online so often even alphys knows?? the google search?? GOING INTO ASRIEL'S GOOGLE SEARCH ROOM WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED BECAUSE THEY'RE CONVINCED THEY ALREADY KNOW WHATS IN THERE? THAT ONE IS LESS OF A MISSING THING BUT IM LIKE OH MY GOD
-the city walk with susie at the end makes it clear to me that kris really values susie's friendship... kris even sits with her if you spend long enough near the lake like aaaaah ;_;
-and even in snowgrave you spend your last acts with the final boss calling for your friends like YES there's a way bigger creepy aspect to this (kris as more of a Leader who Commands and commands their subjects to come) but still :'0 (and then noelle answers oh my god noelle im so sorry for the trauma)
-berdly. listen. listen. listen. liste
-berdly sucks but [berdly hurts his arm in the battle against queen if you don't save him because he doesnt want to hurt you] [berdly realizing smg's wrong in snowgrave and immediately taking steps to save noelle] berdly is my little crumb nugget. i will protect him.
-noelle. noelle. girlboss!
-like ooooh listen. hearing about the genocide path for undertale. made me go "that is SO COOL. i HAVE to experience it myself this is great. hehehe killing time" and like no regrets. i was fully enjoying the experience knowing i was an awful person. SNOWGRAVE THOUGH. i will never try this myself its too fucked up. casually grooming your childhood friend to murder people <3 and also acting like a weird stalker towards her <3 stockholm syndrome speedrun i will get all the info i can about this but i will never do this myself
-people remarking the kris/player>noelle relationship is similar to the relationship between player>chara in genocide path is like yes. chefs kiss. don't worry we just are making you stronger and everything will be fine "you made me kill my friend? and for what?" this is fine sweetie don't worry about it!!!!!!
-like the amount of details added to snowgrave, like if you equip noelle's watch she notices later? and her battle animations change as time goes on, she gets an ice shield and stops sighing in relief after battle? oh my god? oh my god.
-(berdly is not awake.) JUST KILL ME RIGHT HERE I HAVEN'T STOPPED THINKING ABOUT BERDLY NOT BEING AWAKE!!!!!
-also why didnt he turn into dust. so many possible reasons. is magic a thing in the normal world and perhaps no magic means no dust (theres graves). maybe he isnt dead. maybe hes braindead. maybe he'll come back. either way that boy is now in the closet big enough to put someone in
-also dess' name probably being december AND THATS WHY NOELLE LOST THE SPELLING BEE?!?!??! FUCK ME UP!!!!! JUST FUCK ME UP!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!
-also so many good pixel art this chapter. too many? i didnt need pixel art of cardboard noelle falling on the statue. like thank you but please. please it hurts my game artist brain.
-the expressions in this chapter were also top notch. all the unsettling noelle expressions like (i fall over face first)
-i threw away the ball of junk (which i already tried in ch1) and this time the game was like "ARE YOU SURE BC THIS IS A BAD IDEA" and kris felt bitter :'( (it deletes all your items in the dark world)
-i uh fucked up and skipped the susie+noelle scene bc listen last time ralsei mentionned seeing what susie is doing we missed some PRIMO LORE. turns out it just makes you skip the scene and you dont get anything new. welp
-speaking of ralsei well you know. he exists. but im stuck on him going "i just wonder what being ralsei-like even is...?" ralsei my dude there's so much i could say about this. do you feel like you can't be ralsei-like because you feel like you have to be asriel-like
-but also that makes no sense bc susie hasnt even mentioned ralsei looks like asriel. and i cant imagine asriel being so meek. so WHAT GIVES
-ralsei as kris’ “i wish i was a monster just like my bro and family and i’d look like asriel but with red horns [THE HALLOWEEN COSTUME] and my name would be something cool like ralsei instead of a boring human name like kris and im sweet and cute because thats how i act with asriel because ASRIEL MADE ME” theory because that would be cute.
-ASRIEL GOING TO THE CHURCH TO CONFESS HIS "SINS" WHEN "SINS" AREN'T A THING IN THE ANGEL BELIEF LIKE I KNOW THIS INTERACTION WAS TREATED AS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE FUCK ASRIEL?
-kris definitely has a connection with the big red door in the city, judging by what the kids say they probably went there... i feel like this place's dark world will be the Final Dungeon you KNOW some shit happened there. also the sounds you hear when you go there is the phone dark world call's sound slowed down? AND AFTER SNOWGRAVE APPARENTLY YOU CANT HEAR IT ANYMORE? HUWAH?
-speaking of songs the songs were all so good, My Castle Town rules, the berdly snowgrave music is stuck in my head, flashback is uwah wuahah, Until Next Time is so good, AND ALSO A FRIEND NOTICED THE DARK WORLD CITY THEME IS JUST tHE SONG 74 (MOST NOTICEABLE WITH THE SNOWGRAVE VERSION)?????? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????? it might be just "hey its just reuse" BUT MR FOX YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA READ INTO THIS IS NOELLE THE ONE SINGING IDK BRO!!!!!!!!!!
-asgore dreemurr fired from the force what happun!!!!! game theory is that asgore is related to dess' death/disappearance but eh who knows
-you start the chapter at lvl2 and get to lvl3 after the final boss, a friend mentioned this is probably because we destroyed a world and im :0
-to go back to kris it's still so interesting to figure out who they are based on how they act/people mention them. like kris shaking the ferris wheel car? yeah makes sense i can imagine a pranking kid do this. kris' dance? yeah thats a little silly but i can buy it. doing cool anime poses? well i dunno this doesnt line up PERFECTLY but sure. BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SNOWGRAVE... especially >proceed like that is such a weird thing that i can't imagine them doing, but i can't completely see the "player" doing either (compare with going to sans -which kris doesnt know- and going "SANS!" because of course the player would know sans), like THATS one of the reasons i feel like there's someone else in there. the weird robotic merciless actions. if im going super meta it feels like there'd be someone else like writing the choices into existence for us to pick you know? gaster probably? god i need to read more gaster theories i completely sidestepped the gaster shit bc i wasnt interested. anyway just spitballing
-(looks at big shot guy) please dont make him the next tumblr guy i beg you
-obligatory "queen was great" mention if only because this part made me laugh a little bit too hard
that was a lot. thank you for letting me talk
359 notes
·
View notes
Note
I saw your post about ppl losing their shiz about Kaeya fanart being “whitewashed” when it’s literally darker than he is in canon. I agree btw I love like basically all Kaeya art out there I love one eyepatch man.
anyhoo, I have a story. I once saw a tiktok about a kaeya art. it was specifically labeled “IN PROGRESS” or whatever so you knew the artist wasn’t done. it was a gorgeous piece of art btw. So far, the only thing that had been colored was his hair and some of his clothes.
pretty much everyone in the comments started harrasing her about how he was whitewashed and the artist had to be a white supremacist and i think someone said “see I knew everyone who played genshin was racist just delete the game at this point.”
i was just like 😳 wow jeez it’s literally IN PROGRESS the artist legit said so.
the artist eventually posted the final version (after having to delete the first video and deal with several threats) it did turn out beautiful, but on the comments there and on every post of theirs after people are lurkign in the comments bad-mouthing them.
as much as I definitely am for characters not being whitewashed (especially Kaeya bc I love him your honor) I think some people take it way too far when the person they’re yelling at literally just wanted to get people excited about their WIP.
hi! sorry im so late this issue became quite sensitive lol i had to work up the courage to come back to it. it's gonna be a bit long, but i really need to say all this
if there's one thing i noticed about the genshin community on tiktok and twitter, it's that there is a whole, whole lot of social justice warriors and overall it's extremely toxic. it's something that surprised me because the people i interact with on tumblr are all super sweet and not one bit toxic so? idk, tumblr is just a different breed i guess
your story is extremely saddening. everytime there's a kaeya fanart, people forget about the color theory and the artists' style and claim it's whitewashed and i genuinely don't understand why. if someone could explain it to me, am i missing something? im not an artist so perhaps im mistaken, idk, but i've never seen a fanart where kaeya was whitewashed.
the thing that pisses me off the most is that most of the time it's white ppl calling something whitewashed. i'm not saying you shouldn't call out racism if you see it just bc you're white, just that these people aren't even right - and often you see poc coming into the debate and explaining it's not whitewashed/saying it doesn't bother them. moreover, i've literally seen fanart of beidou as a black girl, which isn't representation in my opinion - beidou is already a poc, and asian people need at least as much representation as black people, so it's plain racism. same thing with kaeya, i've seen edits of him with stereotypical african features, and it's really sad that no one is calling this out but yelling about whitewashing as soon as he isn't the exact same color as the official arts. hell, someone even said "so what if it's darker? it's still whitewashing" and i??? am flabbergasted. whitewashing is absolutely disgusting, but ppl keep misunderstanding what it means and just using it to gratuitously harass artists.
now, don't get me wrong. i believe that you can draw whatever you want. but the thing is - if you get mad when someone draws kaeya white (if they really do, i mean), you can't just applaud someone else's that draws another character black. racism goes both ways, and it's bordering on fetishism. i, as a poc (mixed-race, caucasian + african), am extremely uncomfortable everytime i see this double-standard.
but anyway, the fact remains that sjw have plagued the genshin fandom. and it's not just about kaeya's skin color (we don't even know if he's really a poc - we know he's tan according to paimon, and i believe she called him "exotic"? so idk) but also about the ships. everytime i see a shippy tiktok, there's plenty of ppl out here saying it's wrong, claiming their own ship is the most canon. if i'm not mistaken, kaeluc is the one that gets the most hate, and i genuinely, once again, don't understand why.
i talked about them before and explained how it's not incest bc they really aren't brothers, but i swear every now and then i see people throwing death threats and slurs anytime someone hints at them. idk if you are familiar with the eng va's fandom, but sometimes they play among us together, aether's va does some livestreams where he invites different voice actors. but diluc's va is never there, and i was wondering why - recently i learned that it's because he retweet a fanart of kaeya and diluc fighting alongside each other (not even a shippy fanart, apparently) and people harassed him and excluded him from the fandom. and now the same thing is happening to griffin burns, childe's va, bc he retweeted (or liked, idk) a fanart of lumine and childe fighting or something and people called it pedophilia bc lumine would be a minor. i'm not even gonna dive into this bc the travelers are canonically like 30 times childe's age, but what i mean is - people are so full of hate and i can't fathom living like this?
the point is, i totally respect anyone who doesn't ship something i ship. i myself don't like certain ships - like zhongli/xiao, jean/diluc - but im not gonna harass ppl who do just because i can? that's messed up, i just don't get it. i wish the fandom wasn't that bad bc i really enjoy this game
anyway, im really disappointed but still grateful, bc my followers & people i've interacted with here have been nothing but sweet and respectful. i hope none of y'all come across the toxic side of the genshin fandom. stay safe y'all!
#not a quote#answered#genshin impact#kaeya#genshin kaeya#whitewashing#racism#i'm so tired of the genshin fandom on tiktok you have no idea#and i don't even use tiktok that much#and im not even on twitter
116 notes
·
View notes
Note
hi dear :)c um um for the questions
4, 6, 9, 16, 18, 19, 20 (but for drawing), 21, 22, 23, 28, 29 (:]c), 40, 58, 59, 68, 93
i'm so sorry if this is too much but also i wish you much fun !
hi sweetheart mwahmwahmwah i will put this under a cut
4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?
its hard to remember but i remember one of them calling me impulsive, another one called me smart and a pleasure to have in class or something like that
6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?
you know im just gonna say goth lol also what the hell is boho okay i looked it up and its ugly and i dont like it so who cares
9. favorite smell in the summer?
uhhh idk. im gonna say funnel cake and meat on the grill. this is something i smell more in autumn but i also love the smell of fire
16. most comfortable position to sit in?
flat on my stomach with my chin propped up on a blanket pillow ect i also lay on my side often
18. ideal weather?
storm/heavy rain during the day. where it's not pitch black outside but it's certainly darker than it normally would be during that time of day. absolute bliss
19. sleeping position?
when i was younger i slept in a fetal position but nowadays i mostly end up passing out flat on my back with my limbs splayed out however is most comfortable to me at the moment
20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?
i always draw digitally on my laptop but very rarely i will break out an old sketchbook and scribble in there there's also a special feeling to drawing on lined notebook paper
21. obsession from childhood?
DINOSAURS AND DRAGONS. my god i devoted my life to dinosaurs i wanted to be a paleontologist i was always looking at the rocks around our area to see if they had fossils in them (i actually did see some fossils twice) i had so many dinosaur books and toys i watched dinosaur movies we went to a place called the science center and looked at their cool ass dinosaur exhibit all the time, and i loved dragons too i had a ton of dragon toys and dragon books i had that dragonology book which was like the literal coolest thing ever to me (its still awesome) and i loved how to train your dragon with all my heart. dragons are some of the first things i remember drawing EVER.
22. role model?
grimharlequin is definitely my biggest inspiration as both an artist and a person. his philosophy of none of his work or interests being "ironic" really speaks to me and his artwork has such a wonderful genuine raw feeling to it. i think hes one of the only artists ive ever seen whos work retains the spirit of artwork drawn in childhood before you have any inhibitions about making your art look "good" or appealing to an audience. its very special to me. i also look up massively to toby fox, sparkleanimal here on tumblr, zun and gerard way
23. strange habits?
i have the ability to put my tongue up and behind my uvula into the flap over your throat and i do that often. why? who fucking knows
28. five songs to describe you?
god okay give me a moment im ogign to try and think about this. 1. love me normally by will wood and the tapeworms 2. lover dearest by marianas trench 3. we will commit wolf murder by of montreal 4. hate me by blue october i dotn fucking know what else im sorry i ithink these are just songs i relate to more than ones that describe me but whatever listen to three cheers for sweet revenge
29. best way to bond with you?
this is a difficult question to answer because its been a long time since any new person was able to form a bond with me but i'd say just, talking about something that we both have an interest in or engaging in it together (for example if theres a certain show we both like then watching it together) games are a good way too actually games are definitely the best way idk why i said any of that other stuff
40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?
i barely remember anything from school im sorry
58. four talents you’re proud of having?
oh god i have to invent FOUR entire talents i have um. i guess drawing is a given? i can read japanese easily save for most kanji. i can handle doing really tedious boring shit (like shiny hunting lol) and i suppose if im really interested in something i can soak up information on it like a sponge, i remember memorizing hiragana in a day or two
59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?
HAIL SATAN and i just add it to the end of my sentences at random
68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?
does medicine count? i had mucinex once and it was genuinely the most vile thing to ever touch my tongue
93. nicknames?
my friends used to call me alexander jackson slugman adn i think danny called me ajax once. its hard to make a nickname out of alex
thank you for the ask sweetie
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
thank ya @psychoticbreak for the tag! <3
1. why did u choose your url? tbh i just picked something dumb and one of my bsfs calls me mango but i kinda wanna change it soon
2. any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them. nope!
3. how long have you been on tumblr? i think about 6 years but i never rlly used it much ive been consistently using it for about a year
4. do you have a queue tag? nope ive used queue like once
5. why did you start your blog in the first place? probably to look at doctor who stuff and art years ago but started this one for slipknot stuff
6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? cuz i luv eddie van halen <3
7. why did you choose your header? idk just felt like it looked nice
8. what’s your post with the most notes? i think some pics of L7?
9. how many mutuals do you have? not sure but luv u guys <33
10. how many followers do you have? dunno
11. how many people do you follow? uhhh maybe like 80? idk im rlly picky so sorry to the 5 people i rb everything from
12. have you ever made a shitpost? i dont think so? maybe like 1
13. how often do you use tumblr each day? enough to be embarrassed by my screentime
14. did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won? LMAO yes once. i was arguing w someone in a gc for fun and ended up getting kicked but im gonna tell myself that i won anyways >:)
15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts? poo
16. do you like tag games? hell yeah
17. do you like ask games? ofc
18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? dunnnnno
19. do you have a crush on a mutual? duh who doesnt 🙄
20. tags @cliffburton @dogfish-rising-jpg @toxic-fucking-waste @xx-icky-xx @pointless-like-a-circle and anyone else who wants to
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
I posted 5,545 times in 2021
125 posts created (2%)
5420 posts reblogged (98%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 43.4 posts.
I added 1,189 tags in 2021
#tw caps - 334 posts
#tw cursing - 194 posts
#tw bold - 151 posts
#tw big text - 126 posts
#tw long post - 105 posts
#tw italics - 81 posts
#tw yelling - 70 posts
#tw donation post - 51 posts
#save for later - 43 posts
#tw colored text - 34 posts
Longest Tag: 139 characters
#thing is i'm not good with conversing with other humans cause i've been out of society for a year and a half cause of covid school shutdown
My Top Posts in 2021
#5
Guys, guys, my son’s back!!!!!!!!
ok, guys, my son, @cherryfawnblue been gone for a while but now he’s back, so go and give him a big welcome back!!!!!!!!
and, my other kiddoes, @moonfrost-star-comics and @the-cloudy-system, come meet your brother!!!!!
12 notes • Posted 2021-08-24 00:01:33 GMT
#4
mk, pinned post time!!!
Mk, hi, my name is Virgilious Chaos, (or Clancy), I’m a minor, and, imma jus say it rn, if ur a jerk, a pedo, or anything of the sort, I’m blocking u (reporting u if ur a pedo or abuser, anything of that sort).
I'm taken by the very lovely lady, and the light of my life, @joyfuledmhardcoremusicstudent !p Love u, sunshine!!!!!
Ok, on another note, I run all of the following blogs:
@virgiliousdraws1569
@virgilious-writes
@chaos-fam-correct-quotes
@virgiliousjanstanblog
@virgilious-the-photographer
@scp-1569
@virgilious-christmas-cdown1569
@frogsoftublr
@we-paint-the-town
@virgilious-chaos-fam1569
@whenwillthechaosfamcreatearson
@virgiliouschaosgodaublog
@virgilious-space-au-blog
@yellowtopaz-1569
@cenn-appreciation (I run this blog with a co-blogger !p)
@chaotic-therapy (I run this blog with several other chaos fam members !p)
@clancysagereblog
@nicolas-bourbaki-official
sorry, not all of my tags worked... but, that’s all of my blogs!!!
anyways, if ur a hater of the lgbtqia+ community, or, as I said before, a pedo, or jus a bad person, you can feel free to get your butts off of all of the above blogs...
I’d love to be anyone’s friend, and, well, I think that’s all!!! byeee!!!!!!
Edit:
Pronouns:
Voi/Void/Voir/Voirs/Voidself
Aqua/Aquariu/aquas/aquas/aquaself
Ki/Kin/Kins/Kins/Kingself
They/them/their/theirs/themself
E/em/eir/eirs/emself
(S)t(he)y/t(h(im)er)m/t(h(is)ers)eir/t(h(is)ers)heir/ t(h(is)er)mself
Squick/squicky/squicks/squicks/squickself
thei/theim/theyr/theyrs/theimself
Sexuality/Gender:
Enby
Ace
Omnisexual
Queer
Chaosgender
Caelgender
(I think that's all?)
Name Stash:
Virgilious (V)
Clancy
Stardust
16 notes • Posted 2021-01-21 02:19:03 GMT
#3
So someone calls me Princey regularly
A few people actually
Idk what to do
do u like to be called it?
if so, u got a new nickname ig?
if no, u can gently ask them to stop in a kind tone and suggest they call u something else?
also, what name do u want me to call u? don't think ive asked before and if uve told me before im so sorry i got adhd and yea...
17 notes • Posted 2021-08-05 02:42:05 GMT
#2
HAPPY HALLOWEEN PRINCEY
Happy halloween to u too lol ;p tis the spooky season ;p
how u be?
18 notes • Posted 2021-08-27 14:00:40 GMT
#1
Hi! Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to ten of your favorite followers (nonnegotiable) SPREAD POSITIVITY! 💌😘
Mk, 5 things:
1: being able to make cool sky art
2: having lots of friends
3: not losing said friends cause I don't talk to them...
4: my haircut
5: my coding skills !p
And, since tis a butt and I can't copy and paste, here ya go !p
@unlawful-lawyers-chaos @nayrs-thoughts-13 @dupstepbranch @can-patton-have-his-candy @countdown-til-sanders-take-over @orange-side-please-appear @logan-please-smile-speaks @midnightsoliloquy @hihello-what-is-chaos-doing @fear-ze-queer
110 notes • Posted 2021-01-25 23:09:57 GMT
Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
@rosadiaz-givesme-bipanic thanks for the tag and im also sorry chain posts and tag mail kinda make me a little uhm i dont know but there were a few questions right wait lemme just yeah, i am bored and will do my assignments later so i guess this is storytime bestie
why did you choose your url?
i was feeling a little uncomfortable with my earlier (folkwh0res) and wanted a change so my brain randomly went paneer lajawab and im like hmm not bad and then one bad pun and one tinkle reference later, paneerlajwanti
any sideblogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them
ah yes lets go. fuck. this one's my main. @paavam is my aesthetic side blog for art and history and poetry. @hoeticulture is my blog for ocs and resources and similar stuff. i have 2 random unused private blogs, then uhm there’s one for bucky that I just saved the url and uhm I don’t know I don’t keep track lmao oh and idk why I forgot @sebsax a blog i had once created solely for writing my “thoughts”
how long have you been on tumblr?
technically, six years. but i started using it in later 2018 and i got popular and made friends and social circles in 2019 and 2020.
do you have a queue tag?
yeah, bestie i do, but i also randomly pour a million reblogs at a time. my current tag is called “#queue main teri arti utaru?”
why did you start your blog in the first place?
my loyalties will always lie with starplus mahabharat and the baahubali fandom and cringey indian television that are now my comfort shows
why did you choose your icon/ pfp?
sleepy loki in the tva while working supremacy
why did you choose your header?
i made the header while watching the second episode of loki and used the colours in the palette of the show and wanted to make something that fit
what’s your post with most notes
brown light under sunlight supremacy (872 notes)
existential dard - pt one (771 notes)
thread of sanghana ranaut’s worst behaviours (860 notes)
“yo a ti cas" a very bad meme that i made before entering the fandom somewhere around november 2020 (743 notes)
unofficial indian pride flag (622 notes)
my most detailed mandala (511 notes)
how many followers do you have?
[redacted]
how many people do you follow?
900-1200? i think i’m not sure cant switch tabs
have you made shitposts?
oh they’re very on brand for me. i do make shitposts. they’re mainly stupid and yearny and huh. i think that’s my entire personality in three words huh.
did you have a fight/ argument with a blog once?
i don’t remember tho but i don’t think so but the most i think i can jog my memory is an angry rant to anon hate for my friend
how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?
oh dude i didn’t even know that was an anxiety i had until i used tumblr. the compulsion and my adhd guilt brain feels bad for not doing or doing anything. initially i would reblog it because my guilt for scrolling over something that i am not the target audience for didn’t sit right with me and i would reblog every chain post and took me a while to work out the balance and tell myself that these reblog and something will/ won’t happen is not how life works so don’t let that hover in your brain and make you feel bad and idk dude lmao
do you like tag games?
i like them, i get to know my friends because of them, but i also get overwhelmed and a lot of times mentally answer them and forget to actually respond and then feel guilty days if not weeks later that they waited for me to talk or interact and then i didn’t. oh and the very long tag games like you know mutual to mutual and tag mutuals i don’t know something like that happens and i freeze in my tracks lmao
which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?
i think a lot of them, if not most of them.
do you have a crush on a mutual?
platonically, yes. real strong.
7 notes
·
View notes
Note
she apologized for how she handled the situation and apologized for brushing off someone's honest criticisms as hate. what more is she meant to do? throw herself onto a pyre? is she not allowed to feel lousy that this whole thing blew up in her face? because she's an adult and she made a mistake, she's not allowed to be sad or stressed? she's still an imperfect human. apologizing immediately usually means people are still sensitive to their own hurt of being called out because it's fresh and on their mind so it tends to slip into their apology, but if she had waited any longer to compose herself, you guys would probably have an issue with how long she took. also, in aaaaaallll of this, I've have yet to once see what exactly about her work is so problematic? I've read her fic and I personally can't see anything wrong, although I will admit that yes, I'm a white ciswoman but I'd like to think I'm aware of negative tropes. but the only thing touted is "it made an mlm uncomfortable" but HOW??? honestly, I want to know! if anything so I can avoid doing the same thing! how is anyone meant to learn when you're not bringing up these points as often as you're explicitly laying out the problems in her apology and whatnot. I've seen 6 posts about how shit the apology was and for why and I've not once seen the original comment detailing why the fic was problematic, and I've been looking on twit, tumblr, insta, and ao3. if it's been deleted, why isn't anyone stating again and again what's wrong? also, if someone is making fic/art you don't like, don't. interact. with. it. there's tons of stuff on ao3 and twit that I don't like, some of it that I think is disgusting (do you know how many fics there are with keith/kosmos?) and I just scroll past it cause it can't hurt me if I don't read it. there's one artist that's pretty popular on Twitter and I personally really hate they way they draw klance but it's all over my tl. I respect that person's art style and creativeness and keep on moving. other people enjoy it, good for them. and if I start reading something and get surprised with something I dont like, I leave! find people who write things you like and stop engaging with creators who's things you don't like, as far as I know no one is holding a gun to your head making you read problematic fic. also for as much as you rag on her for the words she used to apologize, you don't seem to be considering your own words when offering criticism. if Taylor mistook the person's words as hate, couldn't it have been because the way he worded the complaint was done hatefully? lastly, no one, absolutely no one, is required to talk about world issues when they're running a fandom account,no matter how "big" they are. we all know what's going on in the world, we're surrounded by sad and stressful stories practically 24/7 and if someone isn't, they're probably curating their social feeds to be that way (like you should do when it come to kl content creators you don't like). people sending hate in Taylor's defense are in the wrong I agree, and this isn't hate its critism its a discussion, but Taylor isn't responsible for, how many people did you say? 16k on twit? even if she said hey guys stop, you think they would? she's can't control all those people and expecting her to is nonsense. I see so many younger fans expecting perfection in their fandoms and that just isn't going to happen. yes we should be striving to be better but no one is ever going to be perfect. not you, not me, not the mlm person, not Taylor, not anyone on any side of this argument. the only way to avoid this kind of circular dog piling and hate sending is to better curate your fandom experience by ignore those you have issues with.- 🦛
she apologized for how she handled the situation and apologized for brushing off someone's honest criticisms as hate. what more is she meant to do?
im pretty sure i said its good that she realizes she handled it poorly. but she makes the whole apology about this, doesnt directly talk about the issues and i know someone went to her to talk about it. also, it took her a day to say something about it so it wasnt exactly immediate (in the sense people had already stopped talking about it but that doesnt mean they werent still bothered). the apology was directed at mlm, and i havent seen one saying it felt genuine. of couse she can be hurt but when you apologize to a marginalized group the focus shouldnt be your feelings, but the feelings of the ones you have hurt.
I've have yet to once see what exactly about her work is so problematic?
she admits to be projecting on lance. so she makes him very femine and keith very masculine. and ok, gay couples like that do exist, but she is a woman projecting in this situation so this bothers people. putting mlm in this position is a harmful steriotype, bc it feels very heterosexual. this is a trope, it unfortunately happens a lot and its harmful. women need to be aware of what they are representing when drawing/writing mlm because well, real mlm are going to see it, and no one likes to feel like a fetish to others. and its not our place to question if the criticism is right or wrong when we are not mlm, so if you read this and think “but thats not a problem thats not a fetish etc” well, its not your place to judge that. theres more to it and you probably could get a better answer from a mlm sorry.
if someone is making fic/art you don't like, don't. interact. with. it. there's tons of stuff on ao3 and twit that I don't like, some of it that I think is disgusting (do you know how many fics there are with keith/kosmos?) and I just scroll past it cause it can't hurt me if I don't read it.
please, lets not compare a minority pointing out harmful tropes with. something fucking illegal.
as you said, you are a cis woman, of course its not going to hurt you in this case. but if people are making harmful content its not a simple matter of “dont interact with it” because they will still be promoting it, other people are going to read it, and media influences how we see minorities so of course people will not like when they see bad portrayal of them. also, tumblr sucks so even if you want to just “dont interact with it” its hard because even after blocking you can still cross the content of someone. not sure how it works on twitter but anyway this discussion started on tumblr and tumblr doesnt stop people who were bothered by her to avoid her by blocking.
if Taylor mistook the person's words as hate, couldn't it have been because the way he worded the complaint was done hatefully?
i think she deleted the ask by now, but i dont remember the ask being hateful. i remember someone asking if she was a fujoshi, and another person mentioned that mlm didnt like the way she portrayals klance. i dont remember it being hateful. but again, she apologized for handling it badly. its just that she stops there.
no one, absolutely no one, is required to talk about world issues when they're running a fandom account,no matter how "big" they are. we all know what's going on in the world, we're surrounded by sad and stressful stories practically 24/7 and if someone isn't, they're probably curating their social feeds to be that way
ignoring world issues is a privilege. if someone is able to turn off from all the problems in the world, its a privilige. yes no one should talk aobut it all the time thats not even healthy, but to never talk about it is a privilege. thats what black people are saying, they cant just turn off from racism, so yes they are going to expect white people to do something. online honestly i cant do shit, i dont think anything i reblog here does a difference and i do what i can in my own country, but she has a plataform that could help bring awareness. again, its a privilege to be able to curate your social media to be a perfect happy place.
even if she said hey guys stop, you think they would? she's can't control all those people and expecting her to is nonsense.
maybe they wouldnt, but if people were doing this type of thing in my name, in my defense, i would at least say something about it idk. she cant control them but she makes nothing to show that she disagrees or look for the people being harassed to say something about it.
the only way to avoid this kind of circular dog piling and hate sending is to better curate your fandom experience by ignore those you have issues with.
when it comes to simple things like “i prefer taller lance and i dont like taller keith” yeah, its fine to ignore people who draw taller keith and move on with your life or something like that. but we are talking about mlm, a real group of people, being upset for being portrayed in a harmful and steriotype way. its everywhere in fandom, and in real life. they cant escape from real life, and then they come to fandom where everyone wants some escapism and have to deal with more issues. its tiring
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
This is how I cope don’t @ me
1: Top 3 pets you wish to have
Bunny, Mouse, pet bee
2: Top 3 Disney Movies
Tangled, Zootopia, and a close tie between The Princess and the Frog and Wreck it Ralph
3: Top 3 OTPs
Nick and Judy (I’m not a furry), honestly probably the other pairings from my 3 (4) favorite movies like Felix and Calhoun or Tiana and Naveen or whatever
4: Top 3 pick up lines
Pick me up- no literally please just carry me around like sweep me off my feet no like ACTUALLY like ju-
5: Top 3 summer activities
Lying in the grass, listening to music on the swings, drinking from the neighbors sprinklers because you didn’t bring water on your walk
6: Top 3 school memories
-Once in 5th grade we were doing an egg drop, and I put mine off till the day before, so my parents just gave me a jar of peanut butter, and I just put the egg in the jar, and when they dropped it from the school roof it exploded all over the pavement and left a stain for years.
-Another time in 9th grade, a couple friends and I wrote a giant “send nuds” in the snow beneath my friends next class’s window, and some other kids took a picture of it and spread it around, and like the whole school was talking about it for a day or two (though we denied it was us so we didn’t get in trouble).
-And in 12th grade the last day of the 3rd semester, my AP Psych teacher said “you know you guys might not come back after spring break since the covid-19 virus might come to America.” And half the class was like: “I hope so we don’t have to come back haha.” And then we went into lockdown for a year
7: Top 3 things you find attractive
Being looked at, Being talked to, Being touched at all oh my go d
8. Top 3 shops
I dunno man can I say Build-a-Bear Workshop I’ve never been there
9: Top 3 romantic dates
Theme park, Aquarium, Build-a-Bear Workshop
10: Top 3 drinks
Milk, Milkshakes, the color purple
11: Top 3 spices/herbs
oh my god im too white for this question I think doritios are spicy, SALT
12: Top 3 apps to use
not tumblr
13: Top 3 months of the year
not winter
14: Top 3 clothing items
Skirt, Bows, Thigh-highs
15: Top 3 kinds of flower
Daffodils, Buttercups, Dandelions (yes I’m aware they’re a weed)
16: Top 3 Christmas movies
Home Alone 1, Those stop motion rudolph ones, the original grinch
17: Top 3 things you don’t/Won’t miss
Angsty middle schoolers, Angsty high schoolers, Angsty people
18: Top 3 games
Minecraft, Stardew Valley, All the Zelda games between 2002-2009
19: Top 3 binge perfect tv shows
I really don’t watch actually T.V. shows I just watch anime sometimes maybe and youtube series man
20: Top 3 kinds of candy
Butterscotch, Chocolate coins, Those little pebble chocolates that looks like fish tank rocks
21: Top 3 ways to exercise/be active
Well I have an answer, but I don’t think I can say it~
22: Top 3 spirit animals
(I’ve heard something about this being possibly racist so I’ll approach this wish caution) Bunnies, Lambs, a pet rock
23: Top 3 petnames
Honey, Muffin, Sweetheart
24: Top 3 places you’ve been to
A yearly carnival my old town had once a year, Disney World even though I almost drowned there, The Arcade in my old town called Bananas
25: Top 3 most used websites
Youtube, Tumblr (regrettably), Pintrest
26: Top 3 people you last texted
My boyfriend, my friend, my co-worker friend
27: Top 3 hashtags you use
imagine using the tags how they’re supposed to be used
28 Top 3 items you can’t leave the house w/o
clothes (i’m really funny)
29: Top 3 guilty pleasures
I write self-insert sometimes I guess
30: Top 3 subjects of study/classes to take
Psychology, Sociology, certain art classes
31: Top 3 things to draw/doodle
My OC’s, My friends, inappropriate stuff
32: Top 3 aesthetics
Cottagecore, Bloomcore, Wonderland
33: Top 3 things you’d buy if you gained three million dollars
Pretty things, Cute Clothes and stuffed animals, therapy
34: Top 3 ways to treat yourself
Buying pretty things, Wearing cute clothes and holding stuffed animals, therapy
35: Top 3 cartoon crushes
Kyoya from OHHC, Mako from Kill La Kill, Marceline/Marshall Lee
36: Top 3 things to do in the snow
Draw in it, make snow sculptures, eat it
37: Top 3 accents to hear
Russian, Spanish, idk spanish 2
38: Top 3 scents
Vanilla, Cream, Strawberries
39: Top 3 things to do in the rain
Sit in the car quietly, make out probably, cry
40: Top 3 cupcake flavors
Chocolate, Chocolate 2, Chocolate 3
41: Top 3 fruits
Cherries, Strawberries, Grapes
42: Top 3 holidays to celebrate
Halloween, Christmas, Valentines
43: Top 3 embarrassing moments
My friend jokingly revealing my weird self insert fanfic I wrote in middle school (that was gross don’t ask about it) to my friend group, getting a constant D- in AP Stats the whole semester and the whole class secretly knowing about it, wearing an oversized minecraft shirt in my 6th grade school picture
44: Top 3 crayola colors
Seafoam, Canary, Cotton Candy
45: Top 3 things you hope to accomplish in college
Get back into theater and actually be included and noticed, not cry in the bathroom, feel cared about by my classmates
46: Top 3 fanfictions you’ve read
don’t ask me that you can’t ask me that the last fanfics i’ve read were in middle school
47: Top 3 people you miss right now
My boyfriend, Two of my friends GJ, my dopamine
48: Top 3 fears
Being hated, Being alone, Being abandoned
49: Top 3 favorite literary devices
(oh god it’s been a minute hang on) Alliteration, Juxtaposition, Colloquialism
50: Top 3 pet peeves
Saying one thing and doing another, trying to act like you’re being the bigger person by not choosing a side, constant self deprecation
51: Top 3 music artists
AJR, 3OH!3, Fake Type
52: Top 3 bad habits
BFRD OCD, speaking before I think, lately I’ve been lashing out
53: Top 3 ice cream flavors
Cookie Dough, Bubblegum, Cheesecake
54: Top 3 meals you love
Bread and cheese, cheese with bread, I like dairy and bread
55: Top 3 things you want to say to someone in your lifetime
Where are we going, What are we gonna do, what are you doing onii-chan (im so sorry)
56: Top 3 dog breeds
Small, fluffy, actually a cat
57: Top 3 TV shows from your childhood
The Amazing World of Gumball, Courage the Cowardly Dog, y’all remember Might Bee???
58: Top 3 languages you speak/wish to speak
Better French, More ASL, I guess Spanish would be useful
59: Top 3 series (book, movie, television)
I like the first couple Saw movies but then it went kind of downhill, I eventually stopped keeping up with SU ad AT but they have lesbians now and we love that, and I guess I read Warrior Cats in middle school.
60: Top 3 pizza toppings
Cheese, ???, that’s all I need
61: Top 3 youtubers you’re subscribed to
Markiplier, Erolds Story, Wilbur Soot
62: Top 3 tattoo / piercing ideas
Little Flower earrings, Little flower tattoos, Little flower stuff
63: Top 3 awards you want to win
love trust and affection
64: Top 3 emojis
🍄🐝🍋
65: Top 3 things you’d do differently
have different parents
66: Top 3 places to be in the world
In love, Back up, Purgatory
67: Top 3 things you miss about being a kid
Lack of responsibility and pressure, Mental illness, Lack of shame
68: Top 3 baby names
Penelope, Theodore, Sofie
69: Top 3 smoothie combos/flavors
Grape, Strawberry, Cherry
71: Top 3 turn ons
People being patient with me, People treating me equally, Being touched kindly at ALL
72: Top 3 turn offs
looking like Tyler1
73: Top 3 recipes you want to try
Sugar spice and everything nice
74: Top 3 dream jobs
Primary School Teacher, Child Consoler/Therapist, I dunno being a storytime animator sounds nice...
75: Top 3 lucky items
Fidget Toys, Stuffed Animals, Random Office Supplies (you know the ones)
3 notes
·
View notes
Note
Im at the Oracion Seis arc of the anime and I just wanna drop it tbh. It's just- I rlly like the characters and all, but I don't know if it's still worth it to continue?? Help me pleaase😭😭😭
Oh, that is really hard to say. 🤔 It depends on what you want from FT. But, let me say that Oracion Seis is an early arc XD you have not even been introduced to the main villain of the story.
Let me give you my experience to see if it helps you:
I used to watch FT because it makes me happy. I used to laugh A LOT. And I am a big Fangirl and a Multishipper, and FT has a lot of fanservice (in all the possible ways) 😳 sooo, let say that it fed me well 🤩. Also, fights were cool, well animated. 😎
To be honest, at that time of my life, I was looking for an anime that makes me smile (I did not really care about plot), and FT made my day. ❤️😊
However, if you are looking for an anime where all make sense or where side characters/villains are well developed, that really is not a strength of FT (tbh #sorry not sorry). Most of FT characters are forgettable, you do not need to learn their names, you probably won't see them again. YESS there are characters that I love A LOT. They are my children and they forever will be in my heart. 🥺 But... idk... FT is something that could be a lot more but that did not happen? 😕
I believe that the main problem of FT is that everything is so random, arcs are not well connected, some things flow well and others are just so random and without purpose for the main story. For example, the main purpose of the arc you are watching is to introduce some important characters ( 1 main one and others that are very recurring) and that's it, from what I remember it did give any other information to the main story. Soo, I think that can make the lector/watcher tired? and might make you ask why I keep watching this?
Also, the other problem is to know ¨How serious things are¨ because Mashima likes to play a lot with your heart, he is a troll (I used to call him Trollshima) he likes to fake deaths 😜 A LOT (more than Oda 🤫).
However, I believe that the main story (no spoilers) is really beautiful and sad. I really love the story of the main villain even if I do not like some things that the Mashima did with him. It's kinda hard to tell without spoilers XD
Soooo, let me resume:
▪️Do I regret watching it? HELL NO. At that moment it was my fav anime, I loved it so much. 😍❤️
▪️Do I love the ending? Not really but it was not bad.
▪️Do I like the main plot? YESSS 😍 However, I do not like some explanations and some outcomes (I believe they could be done better).
▪️Am I reading the sequel (FT100Q)? Noup I am not interested 🤷♀️, but If I see something cool about it on Tumblr I will reblog it.
My advice:
Maybe try the manga for this arc? mangas are so fast to read, and FT has good art. You can pass this arc quickly, also next arc (Edolas: 20 episodes) is not that important for the main story either. HOWEVER, the next arc (Tenrou Island) is where big things are revealed. Maybe you can wait for that arc? But I do not want you to do it, if you really do not like it. (If you do not like the manga either then drop it 🤷♀️).
At least I watch anime because I want to see something cool that makes me happy, if FT is not making you happy what is the point?. Our lives are short, do not lose time in something that you do not like, there is nothing wrong in dropping an anime (I have dropped a lot: K-on, Minamike, Bleach, Nanatsu no taizai and I can keep going... 😝)
Follow your heart, and use your time in what you like.
#Ft#Fairy tail#my opinion#My advice#Anime#I Love FT#But I know that is far from perfect#I really love the main story#But yeah it's kinda hard#The questions is can you wait to listen that story? Does it worth your time? That is something that you have to choose
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
LITG Random Question Tag
I was tagged by @ravena-dottir, luv you boo💕
* When and what made you decide to make a LITG blog?
I didn’t choose the blog life, it chose me. Jokes aside, I don’t really know, it wasn’t a plan or anything, I remember I joined tumblr to find quotes and shit, then idk how happened that I came across the choices community and they mentioned LITG and I downloaded the game and I really liked it, it took me AGES to take active part in both communities, I would mostly look bc I was too shy to make comments or post anything, but hey, I’m thankful that I did bc I’m having a lot of fun here despite the discourses and the drama.
* Opinion on s3 art design?
Yeeeeeah I appreciate the effort made by FB but it’s not my cup of tea, it looks like the Kim Kardashian game or like the Kendall and Kylie game (don’t ask how I know this👀) but hey, if they give me the drama and the flavor that I’m craving I’m gonna try really hard to look past the art design.
* Do you watch any LITG playthroughs?
Not really, I usually follow my own game since there’s no point system or anything...
* Have you made any friends in the LITG fandom?
Not as many as I’d like bc I think I usually come across as a bitch or a weirdo (sorry about that) but yes I’ve made a couple of friends and I’m extremely thankful for that bc my real life friends don’t play this kind of game so it’s great to have other people with the same interest to share opinions and everything.
* How many routes have you played, and who’s was your favorite?
I’ve played all of the original guys routes, and from CA I’ve only played Carl bc after CA they all have the same personality, I’ve tried to get Kassam SO MANY TIMES but it hasn’t worked for me, my favorite so far is V!Lucas bc I love him💕
* Who did you vote for to win Mr. Love Island?
I usually vote for the guy who’s route im playing, and when I’m not playing any of their routes I just pick a random, if I could I’d vote for Henrik bc I’m a glitter whore😂
* Underrated friendship?
Everyone knows my favorite friendship is Lurik, but I really like the Gary/Ibrahim friendship, I think it’s sweet how Gary sheds some tears when Rahim leaves, makes me feel guilty for kicking him out but I just can’t stand Jo🤷🏻♀️
* Overrated friendship?
Lottie and Hannah, Lottie crying and calling her her best friend for life and whatever, bitch, you knew her for what, two days? Stfu, leave Gary alone move tf on🙄...
* Favorite Casa Amor boy?
Kassam (even if he ignores me and never likes my Mc since the beginning🤡) and Carl, I’m a sucker for nerdy awkward guys, unpopular opinion but I kinda like Graham as well 🤔
* Least favorite girl?
Fuck, it would be way easier to name my favorites bc I hated most of those bitches, so I’m going with Chelsea and Priya as my faves from S2 and Talia from S1, the rest can choke for all I care...
* Least favorite boy?
Uh, Felix, too annoying for my taste, sorry boo🤷🏻♀️
* Favorite story arc in the game?
I really like Gary bc the way they talk about his body image issues, boy I felt that, I wish they developed more Lucas’s story with his family bc I have the feeling there’s some good tea going on there as well👀
* Least favorite story arc in the game?
The Jo-Ibrahim-Shannon drama, OMFG it’s so dumb and exhausting, specially if you paid for the scene where Ibrahim confirms that he kissed Jo because it doesn’t change a single thing, it gets worse if you were previously romancing Rahim bc he looks like a douche, also the NOPE/MC drama, sucks if you’re flirting with Noah, now that I think about it, EVERY FUCKING STORY ARC SUCKS FOR THE MC, no matter what you do, you always get clowned in every single route.
* Who should’ve been an LI and wasn’t?
Priya, she’s too hot to just be a side character and be kicked out like that, period.
* How often did you use gems?
Yeeeeah I’m a clown that bought around 90% or the scenes and outfits🤡
* Did you win? If so, did you keep the money or split it?
I’ve won in everyone’s route except Rahim, and idk why bc I didn’t do anything wrong, didn’t cheat or anything so I blame a glitch, and I’ve always split the prize except the Noah route bc he doesn’t want a broke bitch.
* Do you have a favorite LITG related meme?
Nope, bc i have an idiotic sense of humor and I laugh at everything and anything which is why I love this fandom, you guys have some really good memes and I love it 💕😂
8 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dare
I wrote a sad KyoSaya oneshot.
There’s lots of angst. Sorry.
Sayaka slid into her desk chair with a sigh. “Ugh, schoolwork is so boring,” she complained to no one in particular. She opened the lid of her computer, and entered her password in a blur. She’d finished her homework with Madoka, time to scroll through tumblr and talk to people! She’d missed befriending strangers on the internet. And maybe Kyoko would be online.
It had seemed like her girlfriend was avoiding her, and their most frequent interactions nowadays were reblogging and liking each other’s posts on tumblr, and if Sayaka texted first, late nights spent talking for hours upon hours about nothing and everything. However, Sayaka eagerly snapped up even these snippets of conversation, when they forgot themselves and easily fell back into their old rhythms just as they did before Kyoko distanced herself.
Her shoulders sagged as she opened Google and typed in tumblr. She took a breath and forced herself into her usual cheerful posture and smile. It’s fine, I’m fine, nothing’s wrong, I’m okay. It worked, at least for the time being. She shook her light blue hair over one shoulder. It was growing long in quarantine, and she quite liked it. Sayaka logged in to tumblr and was greeted by her familiar blue dashboard. She clicked the blue ‘create a post’ pencil and started recording a video.
She grinned, letting go of her fears and worries and insecurities, and for a moment, she was actually fine. The grin slowly became more genuine as the camera started rolling.
“Hey everyone, Oktavia here! Sorry it’s been a while since my last post, I’ve been really busy with school and stuff. As always, make sure to drop me an ask or DM if you have a request for what character I should draw next. The top three as of today are-” she consulted a piece of blank loose leaf paper, though her viewers didn’t know that. She’d committed the list to memory and the paper was just a prop. “They are… in third place, Keefe Sencen from Keeper of the Lost Cities, requested by an anon. Sorry anon, never read the series. I’ll look up some reference art and post the finished product by tomorrow night, though! Uraraka Ochako from My Hero Academia (requested by lilywritesfanfic is in second place, and I’ll livestream drawing her on Saturday. And finally, our first place winner- Spider-Man, requested by eva-the-demon07. I’ll post a drawing of him tonight! Have an absolutely incredible day, everyone! Bye!” she waved at the camera with one hand, then clicked post with the other.
She slumped down in her chair, satisfied. Within seconds, comments started rolling in. We love you, Oktavia! Take as much time as you need, remember, you’re not obligated to draw for us. I love your drawings, but you’re more important, take care of yourself, okay? You’re amazing, Oktavia!
Her need for validation filled, she clicked over to Kyoko’s blog and was greeted with several new posts. Her cell phone lit up with a text just as she was clicking on the first one. Sayaka groaned and picked it up. There was a new text from Kyoko and two new ones joined it on her screen. She tapped on them immediately. Kyoko had written ‘idk how to break up with people properly ive never done it before but im breaking up with u’ and then ‘i dont love u anymore’ and then ‘theres someone else’.
Kyoko was breaking up with her? There was ‘someone else’?
“Are you kidding me?” she didn’t realize she said it out loud until she heard it. “There’s someone else? Just how long has this ‘someone else’ been someone else?” she snarled at her phone, tossing it onto her desk.
Sayaka flopped onto her bed, shocked. A tear leaked out of her eye and she angrily swiped it away. She lifted her right hand, seeing her bright blue Soul Gem growing dark with sadness and bitterness.
A knock on her bedroom door came.
“Come in,” she said listlessly. She made no effort to sit up or disguise the fact that she was crying. A red-haired girl with a ponytail stepped into the room, her usual bravado tinted with slight shame.
“What the hell do you want?” Sayaka stood up, the venom in her voice surprising her. She stalked over to Kyoko.
“Just hear me out, Saya-” Kyoko started.
“I care enough about you that I will. But after that, get out of my life forever,” Sayaka snapped.
“It was a dare!” Kyoko burst out. “It was a stupid dare, just a game. I didn’t mean it.”
“You didn’t mean any of it.” The words came out hard and cold. “It was all just a dare. That makes sense- you never loved me. You were just playing with me for a year.”
“Saya- I wasn’t-” Kyoko clearly hadn’t meant for it to go like this.
“Leave me alone, Kyoko!” Sayaka shouted, her voice breaking. “We’re done.”
Kyoko stumbled backwards in shock. “Wait, no! But Sayaka-”
“Just go! I can’t believe I fell for your act!” Sayaka ushered her out of the room and slammed the door. She braced herself against the inside of the door and slid to the ground. She opened her hand, revealing her previously bright Soul Gem a dark midnight blue. It was almost completely corrupted.
Sayaka sighed with regret, and closed her eyes. She could feel her Soul Gem cracking, and when it shattered into a Grief Seed, she didn’t feel anything at all.
“Kyoko,” she whispered. And then she fell to the floor.
On the other side of the door, Kyoko slammed the side of her fist against the wall.
“Damn it,” she swore, anguish in every word. “Why did it have to go like that?”
A witch’s labyrinth expanded through the door, and Kyoko gasped, swiveling around to stare at it.
“Damn it! Sayaka!” she called. “Sayaka, can you hear me?” Receiving no reply, she transformed, and slammed the dull end of her spear against the door, and it collapsed inward painfully slowly. “Sayaka!”
She broke through the door at last. Sayaka was crumpled on the floor in front of it.
“Sayaka, no! This can’t be happening.” Kyoko tentatively turned Sayaka over, noting the lack of Soul Gem. “No!” She knew what had happened. Sayaka had succumbed to despair and turned into a witch, and it was all her fault.
Tears slid down her cheeks as she released Sayaka.
“I love you,” she choked out. But it was too late.
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
smitten. | min yoongi
⇒ summary: Min Yoongi had been your best friend for as long as you can remember, and he loves spoiling you rotten. Yoongi loves you more than he probably loves his Audi but you’re not so sure about that, yet. Until your friends start pointing it out to the two of you.
⇒ [college! au, rich kid! au, friends to lovers! au]
⇒ pairing: min yoongi x reader
⇒ word count: 12.9k words
⇒ genre: tooth-aching fluff, I suppose and,,, would u consider this slowburn
⇒ warnings: curse words, 12k words of word vomit lmao, and it’s too sweet for diabetic peeps sksk
⇒ note: hello, tumblr. It’s been a while, lmao. This fic wasn’t supposed to be this long, it was supposed to be a drabble idk what happened. ignore mistakes bc im a bit of a blind bat and enjoy! ＼ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ／
You push the car door open, and your beaten-up white Converse hits the gravel as you get out of the car. You close the car door shut behind you, slinging your backpack on your shoulders as you squint up at the massive school buildings standing gloriously underneath the early summer sun. You hear the trunk open and the sound of suitcases hitting the ground snaps you from your daze. You turn around and see your best friend Yoongi unloading your suitcases.
“Oh, sorry!” You apologize, running over to him as you help him unload your suitcases. Yoongi takes his largest suitcase out last, slamming the trunk of his Audi shut, wiping the sweat trickling down his forehead with his forearm. You sigh and pull out your hanky from your pocket as you cup his cheek and wipe the sweat.
“You know that there’s things called towels and handkerchiefs, right? You should know that, you can probably buy an entire department store of it,” you tell him as you finish wiping his face and proceed to fixing his hair.
Yoongi just chuckles as he stuffs his hands in his pockets. You just smile as you finish fixing his hair. If it were some other person, Yoongi wouldn’t have let them touch his hair, but you were Y/L/N Y/N, his best friend, and he loves you a whole fucking lot.
Yoongi takes two of his suitcases in his right hand and holds your hand in his left. You take your suitcases in your left too, and he leads you to the main building where you’ll be getting your dorm keys.
“Are you nervous?” Yoongi leans toward you slightly, noticing your clammy hand as you approach the building and pass by a lot of students. Your shyness tends to resurface in the presence of a lot of people and you were thankful that your best friend was calm, collected, and cool to help you get through it all, ever since you were in high school.
Just as you reach the steps, you hear the familiar loud voices of your other three friends behind you.
“I’m telling you, Hobi, she was looking at ME! I mean, who wouldn’t? I’m obviously the ten out of the three of us here, you and Joon are eights,” the windshield wiper laugh of Kim Seokjin soon follows after his statement, and you and Yoongi turn around to see your friends, Jung Hoseok, Kim Seokjin, and his cousin Kim Namjoon, carrying their own things. Hoseok and Seokjin were both in a very intense conversation about a girl who, according to Seokjin, had the hots for him, despite Hoseok insisting that she was only looking at him because of the amount of pink in his arms. Namjoon, who was shaking his head at his cousin and his other slightly naïve friend, spots you and Yoongi first.
“Hey, Y/N and Yoongi are already here!” He slaps the broad-shouldered guy besides him, who stops talking Hoseok’s ear off before he quickens his pace to greet the two of you. Seokjin and Hoseok follow right behind him. Yoongi lets go of your hand so he can do their handshake, and the boys give you hugs.
“I didn’t think we’d all arrive at around the same time, Seokjin was taking forever,” Hoseok brings up and the boy beside him whips his head to cry out a complaint.
“YAH! I forgot to bring RJ, he was relaxing on my bed and didn’t call out to me, I was starting to think he really didn’t want to come with,” Seokjin hoists the huge, alpaca stuffed toy up higher.
Yoongi rolls his eyes at them. “Whatever. Let’s just go inside and get our keys and room assignments.” The boys nod and Yoongi takes your hand again, leading the way inside.
You twist the doorknob, and take a peek inside the plain, white room that will ultimately be your new home for the next four years. You step inside fully, pulling your suitcase along behind you. You bring it over to the side and Yoongi follows right behind you, carrying a few of your other things.
“I don’t understand why you didn’t get a roommate, won’t you be scared of sleeping in a room alone?” Yoongi speaks up, his eyes roaming around the room. You sit down on the bed opposite the one you’ve chosen to sleep on as Yoongi closes the door behind him. Your friends were all busy unpacking and while you told Yoongi to do the same too, he insisted on accompanying you to your room, saying he “wanted to make sure my best friend felt comfy in her new room”.
You laugh. “Yoongi, I sleep alone at home, remember?” You pull your legs up, folding them underneath you. Yoongi gives you a look. “You know what I mean. College life is stressful and scary, Y/N. Are you ready to face all of that alone?” Yoongi stresses out, making you snort.
“I’m having my classes in lecture halls, Yoongi. Not my dorm room. Besides, Joon and I share most of the same classes together, so I’m not completely alone. Plus, you talk as if I won’t see you and the others everyday.” You point out, and Yoongi nods and shrugs, getting your point.
He stands up and walks over to sit beside you. You twist your body to look at him and he looks at you, sighing, as he pulls your head in close, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. You smile softly at his gentle action, reaching forward to wrap your arms around his waist.
“Promise me you won’t die before the end of the first semester,” Yoongi whispers and you laugh, punching his stomach lightly. “Tell that to yourself, Min.”
Yoongi starts playing some of his songs while he helps you unpack. You talk occasionally but focus on getting the work done first so you can hang out with the other boys.
Min Yoongi had been your best friend from pretty much the moment you were conceived. Your parents – both moms and dads – were college buddies. They were the literal definition of friendship goals. Yoongi was a year older than you, but ever since you were both born, your parents always made the two of you bond together. Yoongi’s older brother hung out with your older brother, but they weren’t as close as you and Yoongi. When you were born, of course Yoongi’s family came to visit you and your mom at the hospital. Yoongi was barely two years old, but the moment his eyes fell on you, he fell in love. You were adorable and Yoongi already wanted someone to protect at such a young age. Yoongi was smitten for you the moment you were born. So, when you were a few months older, your parents organized play dates for the two of you already. Most of the time, you hung out at Yoongi’s place. His house was larger than yours by about two floors, so you had more playing space.
Yoongi was absolutely smitten for you – whatever it was that you wanted, for as long as you both could remember, Yoongi would hand it to you on a silver platter. You remember when you were both around six years old - you wanted to have his stuffed toy poodle, and even though it was Yoongi’s favorite stuffed toy, he didn’t hesitate to give it to you. No matter though, because years later, Yoongi bought an actual toy poodle that he named Holly.
Growing up, you were the loud, outgoing one, while Yoongi was on the quieter side. It wasn’t until high school when you became good friends with Hoseok, Seokjin, and his cousin Namjoon that Yoongi started breaking out of his shell. Hoseok and Seokjin were especially loud and they always made Yoongi laugh. Namjoon was loud too, but because the boy had a thing for destroying things in his path, he chose to be quieter so he wouldn’t attract too much attention from being so loud and breaking everything along the way. It was also in high school when you started to get shy – you were faced with the reality that you were a teenager already and that soon enough, you’d have to face the world without Yoongi by your side. Everything was starting to overwhelm you, so you turned to writing pieces of literary work. You thought back then that you’d end up alone, but you found yourself hitting it off really well with Namjoon, comparing famous literary works, writing your own pieces, and asking for constructive criticism from one another.
Your fun, lovable group of five stayed together all of high school, and now up until college. You were all so excited and happy to get accepted into the same art university, a three hour drive away from home. You’re taking up creative writing with Namjoon, Hoseok will take up dance, Seokjin with theatre, and Yoongi with music, majoring in piano.
In the middle of a Halsey song, Yoongi breaks your line of thought (which was just you singing along to Roman Holiday, anyway).
“Hey, do you wanna go get some food with the guys? They’re downstairs.” You fix your ponytail and nod, smiling.
“Sure, I’m starving anyway.” Yoongi ruffles your head and grabs his stuff while you do the same.
“Come on, it’s my treat.” Yoongi opens your door and lets you go out first.
“It’s always your treat, Yoongi. When was it not?” Yoongi laughs at that. “True.”
“Make sure to turn them in before the end of next week, okay? I’ll be expecting a lot from you all; you seem like such a promising batch of writers,” Professor Bang says, making you and the rest of the class respond with “yes” and “okay”, just before you stand up to leave.
“Have you thought about what to write for your essay, Y/N?” Namjoon asks you as you both make your way outside the lecture hall along with the other students.
You purse your lips in thought. Professor Bang wanted to start off the semester by making you write about anything that you were comfortable with. He wanted you to show him the things that you were concerned about, the things that were close to you, and you wanted to make sure you left a lasting impression in his class. Professor Bang was someone you could see yourself remembering for a long time, even if the seasons have changed and the days have gone by. He knew how to teach, not because he was smart, but because he was inspired, because he loves what he’s doing, and he wants to share that with students like you and Namjoon. He was a jolly person, but he also wanted to push you to your limits, something you’ve noticed during the hour and a half class with him that morning.
“Hm, I don’t really know yet. Maybe something about transitioning from being a teenager to an adult, the ups and downs that come along with it, the rush of it all. How about you?” You look up at the tall guy beside you, and he pushes his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose.
“I want to write something about self-love, about what it means to love yourself, despite your flaws and imperfections.” You smile; Namjoon has always been the smartest in your group, always contemplating about things. He had a habit of thinking things through properly, instead of making rash or impulsive decisions.
“Professor Bang makes me want to wear my heart on my sleeve and I don’t know why. He’s that kind of teacher that you want to impress and show all your best sides to, but at the same time, you want to show him all your worst points too, because you know he won’t hold it against you or judge you for it,” Namjoon says your thoughts out loud, making you nod in agreement.
“I really want to do well in his class, I’ve already taken a liking to him,” You reply and suddenly, an arm slings around your shoulder. The familiar smell of his cologne wafts through your nose and you smile, turning to the boy standing beside you.
“Taken a liking to who?” Yoongi asks, raising his free hand up to Namjoon as a greeting. The taller boy raises his eyebrows smiling.
“Professor Bang. He’s like, our favorite teacher now.” You explain and Yoongi lets out an ‘aah’.
“Are you up for some lunch right now? Seokjin and Hobi are at this cool diner ten minutes away from here,” Yoongi asks the two of you and Namjoon shrugs.
“Sure, why not?”
When you get to the diner, Seokjin and Hoseok are in another intense conversation again. “I’m telling you, Hobi! She was looking at my broad shoulders!” Seokjin explains dramatically, Hoseok’s eyes were wide as saucers as he sipped on his Sprite, listening to Seokjin. Seokjin leans back in his seat and says casually, “She might even be looking for ways to get my number right now.”
Walking up to them, Yoongi places a hand on Seokjin’s shoulder and says, “She was probably staring at the alpacas resting on both shoulders as if they were your devil and angel.” Yoongi pats the alpaca heads sewn on Seokjin’s shoulders. Seokjin had a weird obsession for alpacas, it was insane.
“Why is it that all of you refuse to believe someone’s actually into me? Why do you all keep on insisting that it’s because of my fashion taste? Tsh,” Seokjin complains, scooting over so you can sit next to him. He pats your head and you bump his shoulder in response. Yoongi sits beside Hobi in front of you, and Joon takes the seat at the end of the table.
You give the exasperated man beside you a side hug as he picks up a chicken wing, groaning under his breath. “That’s okay, Seokjinnie. It’s just because they’ve never seen you actually charm the pants off someone,” You try to console him as he pouts while deboning his chicken.
“Oh, don’t boost his ego any further, Y/N,” Yoongi teases, making Hobi and Joon laugh. You pout and give him a look. “I’m not! You guys just don’t appreciate his visuals, right?” You coo and turn to look at Seokjin who finishes his chicken and puts it down, nodding furiously.
“Ah, come here, Y/N!” Seokjin pulls you in, his greasy fingers reaching out for you as you lean back, laughing. He glares at you but still pulls you in, careful to not stain your baby pink blouse. “I only care about Y/N in this friendship now, she’s the only one that can understand me. Look, she’s even wearing my favorite color!” Seokjin’s windshield wiper laugh starts up.
Namjoon throws his head back, Hobi slams his hands on the table, and Yoongi’s shoulders shake as they laugh at their eldest friend’s antics. “Yes, now give me some love and feed me,” You reply, opening your mouth for Seokjin to feed you. The boy stops laughing, a serious look on his face replacing his huge grin earlier.
“Look, Y/N. I know I said I care about you, but this is MY chicken,” Seokjin explains seriously. You pout at that and Yoongi, your ever-loving best friend swoops in.
“Stop asking for food from him! He only cares about RJ, come on, I’ll get you food,” Yoongi stands up and you follow suit.
“Oh come on, why do you always treat Y/N out for food? What about us?” Your friends protest and Yoongi squints his eyes at them. “This is my best friend we’re talking about here,” he says matter-of-factly. “Then what are WE? Are we just trees to you now?” Hoseok whines and Namjoon snorts at that.
“You’re my friends, duh?” Yoongi shrugs and you laugh. “Come on, Y/N. You want some milkshake too?” Yoongi turns around.
Namjoon lets out an obvious cough. “Whipped,” he mutters and Hoseok and Seokjin laugh. Yoongi turns back around. “What was that?” he asks, and the boys shake their heads at him.
“Nothing,” Namjoon says casually. Yoongi shrugs, turns back around and pulls you with him to the counter.
Yoongi: something’s up with you. Meet me in the parking lot, we’re going somewhere
You sigh when you read Yoongi’s text. You text back a simple ‘okay, be there in a bit’, before making your way to the other side of the school. Even though you knew Yoongi your whole life, it still amazes you how much he can sense when something is wrong. You haven’t texted him yet about how terrible your day went, and here he is, sending the first text. You look up and think back to the events that happened an hour prior.
It’s the week after the deadline of your essay for Professor Bang’s class and during class that day, he returned your essays, red writings scribbled onto your notebooks. On top of yours, in a slightly messy handwriting were the words, “good job, y/n, see me after class please”. You smiled gently at that but then saw the long note he wrote on Namjoon’s. You were starting to doubt your work, so when class ended, you hastily made your way to the front of the room.
Professor Bang was fixing his things and you waited for the last student to walk out, giving Namjoon a close-lipped smile to let him know he should go ahead. He nods and you turn back around to face Professor Bang.
“Y/N, please sit down, kid,” Professor Bang tells you when he looks up, and you nod, grabbing a chair in the front row and bringing it closer to Professor Bang’s table. You gulp. Professor Bang was a short man, slightly on the chubbier side and had small eyes that disappeared whenever he smiled. He was absolutely adorable, but right now, you were starting to doubt that.
“Why did you call me over, Professor?” You ask timidly. Professor Bang scrunches his face up, removing his glasses as he sits comfortably. “It’s about your essay, Y/N.” He answers and you sit up straighter. “Um, what about it, Sir?”
“Do you remember what I told you when I gave you this assignment?” Professor Bang asks and you pause for a bit.
“You, uh, told us to write about anything we were comfortable with; things that we were concerned about, things that were close to us,” You answer.
He nods. “But you know what else I said? I told you to write without restrictions, to write without thinking much about it,” he tells you and you frown lightly.
“I don’t think I quite understand what you mean, sir.” Professor Bang gives you a gentle smile.
“You wrote about something you were concerned about, correct? The transition of being a teenager to an adult,” he begins, and you nod. “You gave a wonderful essay, actually. But it had no soul, Y/N.” He says, leaving you confused. “When I read your essay you know what I thought? ‘This kid is smart, she’s talented, but she’s also trying too hard,” he explains and your heart drops.
Well. That hurt.
“In my class, Y/N, I want you to write for yourself, not for your grades. I want you to write because you want to, not because you want good grades, or because you want me to notice you. Believe me, I notice all of you. I know who you are when I read your essay. I know the kind of person you are, or you want to become. There are things you were keeping from me in your essay. There were also things you shouldn’t have included in your essay. You were keeping your true self from me. I want you to work on that, okay? Stop thinking about things that could happen in the future and start thinking about the things that could happen now. Focus on the now, rather than the later.”
“Penny for your thoughts?” Yoongi’s voice snaps you out of your trance, and you look up, realizing you’ve mindlessly made it to the parking lot, and in front of his car, no less. You sigh and just look at him. Yoongi steps closer to you, extending his arm out to you. He’s wearing all black today, but the rainbow bracelet you made for him during an arts and craft class in the summer when you were only ten rests comfortably on his wrist.
“Come on, just you and me, yeah?” Yoongi asks you gently, and you nod, reaching forward to take his hand in yours. When you look up at him, you see other students from your peripheral vision stopping to look. Yoongi notices and squeezes your hand to get your attention. You look back at him and nod again. “Okay.”
Yoongi leads you over to your side of the car and he opens the door for you. You get in and he closes it behind you, casually walking around to his side. You see him wave to a few girls who soon giggle after the interaction and snort. Yoongi opens the door and gets in. He puts his key in the ignition and starts up the car.
“Who were those girls?” You ask, and Yoongi hums. “Some girls in my class, according to Seokjin they have the hots for me, but I don’t really know what that means.” You laugh as Yoongi pulls out of his parking space and you twist in your seat, folding your legs underneath you.
“Hey, watch it. I don’t want my seat getting dirt on it,” he calls you out, his eyes never leaving the road. You pout at him and drop your legs, a grin spreading across Yoongi’s face.
“Just kidding. You can pull your feet up. I’ll just have it cleaned if ever, anyway.” You roll your eyes at your best friend.
“Wow, Min Yoongi sure loves flexing his limitless credit card in front of me, his very much broke and short on cash best friend, Y/L/N Y/N.” You proclaim sarcastically, and Yoongi laughs at you, casting you a side glance.
“Hmm, I think it’s more like, Min Yoongi loves flexing his limitless credit card in front of you, his very much broke and short on cash best friend Y/L/N Y/N because he loves you and would spend all of it on you anyway.” Yoongi tips his head at you and you shrug, nodding.
“True.”
Thirty minutes later, Yoongi stops at a cliff overlooking the entire town. The sun was just beginning to set, so you can just about imagine the beautiful scene painted in front of you.
You slowly make your way to the edge of the cliff and lean against the metal railings. You stare into the horizon, the wind blowing in your face. You soon close your eyes, your worries melting away as you just take it all in. You feel Yoongi’s presence beside you when his cologne wafts through your nose like usual. You hum softly.
“Why did you bring me here?” You ask him quietly, your eyes still closed.
Yoongi lets out a puff of air and shrugs. “I found this place last week when I didn’t have inspiration for a composition. It helps me clear my mind, you know. Being here. You were going through something, and I just kind of wanted to help ease your worries, I guess.” He explains softly.
You open your eyes and turn to look at him.
To someone who hasn’t known Yoongi their whole life, he was the dark and always angry sort of guy, because he always gave off a dark vibe, wearing fine, expensive clothing that was most of the time black. He stood out among his friends because Hoseok was loud, bright, and giggly; Namjoon was silent, smart, and reserved; and Seokjin…well, he was loud, funny, and attractive. Yoongi was far too different to be part of their circle if you gave them a once over and left it at that alone. But you knew him your whole life. Yes, he did give off that vibe no matter what he did, yes, he stood out among his friends like a sore thumb, but nobody knew how soft and tender he was when it came to you. His friends feared him at times too; when he was in a particularly bad mood (although it was a rare), but never in life were you ever scared of him.
Yoongi always made you feel safe.
And when you look at him now, it didn’t matter that he was wearing all black and probably looked like the typical rich kid bad boy in all those cliché teen novellas. It didn’t matter that he would probably punch someone in the face if they dared touch his Audi. Because when you look at Min Yoongi now, you only saw your best friend since diapers, you only saw the guy who promised to care for and protect you no matter what.
“Thank you, Yoongi. I really needed it,” you whisper, and he smiles at you, something other people don’t see often, but something you saw on the daily. He pulls you in for a hug and you rest your head comfortably on his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist as he wraps his around your shoulders.
“Whatever it was that bothered you, you’ll get through it. I know you can. You don’t have to tell me now if you don’t want to. Whenever you’re ready, I’m all ears.” Yoongi tells you and nod. He squeezes you gently and kisses the crown of your head.
“Thank you, Yoongi.”
“Anything for my Y/N.”
“Hey, guys, where’s Yoongi?” You greet Hoseok and Seokjin, as you and Namjoon sit down beside them at a table in the café your group has been frequenting at lately.
Seokjin stops eating his second serving of the banana muffin to look at you, a disappointed look on his face.
“Yah, Y/N. Are you going to ask about Yoongi first before the people that actually invited you over?” Seokjin dramatically complains and you roll your eyes at your overly dramatic friend. You move to sit beside Hoseok instead and Namjoon sits beside the drama queen.
Just to spite him, you use Hoseok’s fork and stab a piece of his banana muffin, shoving it quickly in your mouth. You smirk when Seokjin gasps dramatically and faints, resting on Namjoon dramatically. No wonder he’s a theatre major. The younger boy rolls his eyes at his cousin but lets him stay there.
“He’s in one of the studios, he’s busy composing,” Hoseok answers your question. You give him a hug and he giggles at your action. “Thanks Hobi, you’re definitely not like that dramatic hoe across from me.”
Upon hearing you call him a dramatic hoe, Seokjin sits up straight. Just as he’s about to cry out another complaint, three girls walk up to your table, stopping Seokjin.
“Hi, Seokjin,” the girl in the middle greets, a sweet smile on her face. You bite your lip to prevent yourself from laughing. Seokjin flashes her a charming smile, which you must admit, does look great on him.
“Hey, Sana,” he greets coolly. Namjoon and Hoseok just watch, and Seokjin revels in the fact that his friends can finally see him charm a girl.
“So there’s this new movie coming out after finals next week, um, do you maybe wanna watch it together sometime?” She asks as her friends giggle.
Seokjin casts his friends side glance, smirking. Hoseok scratches the back of his head, that look on his face, and Namjoon just looks back and forth between Seokjin and the girl.
You can only purse your lips, resisting the urge to laugh.
Seokjin shrugs. “Sure,” Sana bites her lip and smiles.
“And Namjoon and Hoseok can come along too!” Her other two friends nod eagerly, and yours, Namjoon’s and Hoseok’s jaws drop.
“Yeah, they’re coming along too,” Seokjin answers for them and all three of you snap your heads to look at him. What the fuck is he doing? Hoseok slaps a hand to his forehead and Namjoon can only hide his face in his hands.
The girls don’t seem to notice their discomfort about the arrangement because they even ask about Yoongi. “Is he coming along too? My other friend really likes him,” Sana says and just as you’re about to say something, Hoseok jumps in.
“Um, I don’t think Yoongi hyung would appreciate that, he’s already dating someone.”
You, Seokjin, and Namjoon all whip your heads to look at Hoseok.
“Really? But I’ve never seen him out with someone,” Sana’s friend, asks and Hoseok gulps, nodding.
“He’s very private about their relationship, you see,” he chuckles nervously.
The girls pout. “Well, that’s too bad. Anyway, I’ll text you?” Sana turns back to Seokjin who nods. She smiles at him and they say goodbye before walking away.
Once they’re out of earshot, you turn to each other and both Hoseok and Namjoon turn to Seokjin.
“What the hell man?!”
Seokjin raises his hands up in surrender. “In my defense, I scored you guys dates. They’ve been head over heels for you since like, midterms, have you never seen them look at you before?” Seokjin asks and the two groan.
“Of course we have! But we don’t know them!” Namjoon stresses. “Then this is the perfect time to get to know them!” Seokjin rebuts.
“They’re not our type, hyung. Do you even know who likes who?” Hoseok cries out. Seokjin pauses, then looks up in thought. “Well, no… but—” Hoseok cuts him off.
“See! Why would you go out on a date if you’re not sure whether they like you or your friend?” Hoseok asks him. Seokjin snorts.
“Yah! At least I didn’t tell them Yoongi was seeing someone when he clearly wasn’t!” At that, you look up from your phone, having given up on joining their conversation earlier.
What a great way to change the topic.
Hoseok sits back and sighs, closing his eyes, knowing he fucked up too. He rubs his temples, clearly exhausted.
“Yeah, what was that about, Hobi?” Namjoon joins in. You can only sit properly in your seat and turn to look at the boy beside you. Hoseok opens his eyes and decides, ‘ah, fuck it’, as he crosses his hands in front of him.
“Yoongi’s not seeing anyone, sure, but he soon will.”
The three of you furrow your eyebrows, not quite sure what Jung Hoseok meant.
Noticing the confused looks on your faces, he sips his peppermint latte and looks at you. You raise an eyebrow at him and he shakes his head.
“I think it’s obvious enough that he’s smitten for you.” You snort at his statement and turn to look at Namjoon and Seokjin, who both catch on and soon have the same expressions on their faces, one that makes it look like they know something you don’t.
“What are you talking about?” You ask, confused. Namjoon sighs and you turn to look at him. “Yoongi likes you, Y/N. He may not know it right now, but he will.” You laugh nervously and shake your head. “No, he doesn’t. He’s always been like that with me, guys.”
Seokjin shakes his head. “It’s always been you. It’s always been different whenever you were involved. Yoongi’s different when you’re around.”
“But, how?” You ask, still clearly confused. You honestly didn’t know what they were talking about. Nothing made sense to you; what did they mean by Yoongi being different when you were around? Yoongi’s still Yoongi.
“What’s so wrong with Yoongi liking you, Y/N?” Hoseok asks, placing a hand on your shoulder. You shake your head and shrug. “Nothing, I just don’t quite understand. How can Yoongi be different around me?” Seokjin sighs and fixes his hair.
“You’re both so dense, I don’t know why I’m friends with you,” he complains. “You’ll realize it eventually. I won’t spoon feed you both on this. It’s time for you to figure that part out for yourselves.” Seokjin finishes his muffin.
“Okay, I better get going, I have to meet up with some of my classmates, we’re revising for the finals next week,” Seokjin stands up and pats your head as he grabs his stuff. You all say goodbye to him and he heads out.
The three of you stay for a little bit longer before you decide to head out. The sun was already beginning to set. You say goodbye to Hoseok and Namjoon; Hoseok had to stop by the dance studio and Namjoon was heading for the library.
Finals week is next week but you were in no mood to study and review for it just yet. The events from earlier kept clouding your thoughts and you didn’t know what to think of it all. So, instead of heading for the library, you make your way to the field where you see other students sitting together in groups, talking, studying, and hanging out amongst themselves.
You make your way under a huge tree and sit down, placing your books and backpack beside you as you lean on the tree trunk. Folding your legs, you wrap your arms around your shins, resting your head on the space between your knees.
You allow your mind to drift off and think of Seokjin, Namjoon, and Hoseok’s words from earlier. Of course Yoongi likes you, you’re his best friend. But Yoongi liking you in a different sense? You weren’t so sure about that. Sure, he’s affectionate and overprotective with you, but that’s probably because he sees you like a little sister.
But then again, you do notice that Yoongi really is different with how he treats you, ever since you were little.
“Y/N! Come sit beside me, I wanna show you something,” an adorable, 5-year old Min Yoongi with a few missing teeth beckons you to come sit beside him on the piano chair, his small legs dangling underneath him. You make your way over to him, your fingers still slightly sticky from the lollipop you just ate. You clamber up the piano chair, courtesy of the small stool placed next to it.
Yoongi grins at you and you merely look at him, before your eyes drift over to the white music sheets laid out in front of him. Your best friend was a prodigy and you knew that. The slightly shaky handwriting of his musical notes on the sheets were enough evidence for you to know that he composed it himself.
“What’s that, Yoongi?” you finally say, pressing a sticky pointer finger to the white sheet music. Yoongi gently takes your hand off the paper and places it back onto your lap as he looks at you with a bright smile on your face.
“I made this song for you, Y/N! I want you to listen to it carefully, okay?” Yoongi tells you and you grin excitedly.
Yoongi turns to face his piano properly and ever so delicately, he places his fingers on the black and white keys, his fingers dancing over them so effortlessly. It didn’t matter that his hands were still a bit too short for the huge piano, he still hit each and every note with precision. A beautiful melody fills the room and your eyes brighten up at the sound of it.
When Yoongi finishes, you tackle him in a hug, not caring about your sticky face or fingers at all.
“That was pretty, Yoongi!” he giggles at your reaction and hugs you back with the same enthusiasm.
You smile fondly at the memory, that was the very first song Yoongi ever composed, and he was only five. He made it for you and even named it after you. Up to this day, that was your favorite composition of Yoongi’s.
The wind picks up and your hair blows not so gracefully in your face. You sputter after your hair gets stuck in your mouth and a melodious laughter comes from behind you. You turn around and sure enough, your best friend is standing there, a bright gummy smile on his face. His shoulders are shaking slightly as he laughs at your expression and walks closer to you.
You scoot over and make some space for him. Yoongi flops down beside you, letting out a relaxed sigh after doing so. He gives you a side hug, patting the top of your head and you line your head on his shoulder.
“How did composing go?” you bring up and he clicks his tongue. “It went great, I think I’m ready for finals next week. How about you?” Yoongi gives you his full attention.
You shrug and he nudges you to continue.
“I’m having a hard time in Professor Bang’s class. I’m finding it hard to write anything without it coming off as trying too hard or with no effort at all. He wants me to write about me but I don’t quite get it. It’s been on my mind ever since you brought me to that cliff a few weeks ago. I’m never proud with the things I write and although Professor Bang doesn’t say much anymore, I can still feel that he’s still not contented with my work. He’s still looking for something,” you sigh and Yoongi squeezes your shoulder gently.
“You wanna know my secret?” Yoongi begins and you snort.
“What are we, five?” Yoongi laughs. “You need to wear your heart on your sleeve. You need to let your guard down, Y/N. That’s how I compose such great songs. Being an artist kind of means like presenting yourself naked to your audience.”
You give him a look.
“What I’m trying to say is, you shouldn’t hide who you are from your audience. You also shouldn’t try too hard to please or satisfy them. Go for what makes you happy. Go for what makes you sad, or angry, or frustrated, or confused. Don’t go for what makes them happy, sad, angry, frustrated, or confused. Your audience’s feelings will just follow through, you have to make them feel what you feel.”
You look at him in amazement, your lips parting slightly. Yoongi gives you a confused look. “What? Is there something on my face?”
“Now I know why you’re my best friend.” You proclaim and he grins at you.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You better, Min.”
Later that night, you pull out the worn journal that Yoongi gave you for your thirteenth birthday, something he bought on a trip with his family in Greece. You treasured it so much, because most of your favorite writings were in there and it’s been a witness to your best and worst moments. Your fingers trace the worn out pages, a smile growing on your face as you skim through your writings.
You didn’t stick to one kind of literary work; you wrote whatever came to your mind. There were scribbles and doodles, and you even found some pages stained with tears, ink, and… chocolate?
Damn, you were quite the messy kid, weren’t you?
You reach a blank page and pull out a random pen - which turned out to have pink ink, from your pouch.
You pull the cap out and stick it in the other end, your hand hovering over the page, hesitating. You remember Professor Bang’s words and Yoongi’s advice from earlier.
Slowly, you put your pen down and your fingers start writing the first few lines to a new piece.
Maybe it was the way he constantly made me smile,
Maybe it was how he’d always go the extra mile,
“It’s different when you’re involved,” they said,
You started filling up every corner and every crevice of my head.
Was this how it was supposed to be,
Should it have been you and me?
Well, you always left me lost in a trance,
So maybe we should give this love a chance.
You stop writing and your eyes scan what you wrote. Your lips part open slightly at the realization of what you just wrote. Were you writing about Yoongi? Was this what the boys were talking about?
You’re not quite sure about it, but you might just already be in love with Min Yoongi.
Yoongi was nowhere to be seen, and young little Y/N was already bored to death. You and Yoongi were supposed to be in the middle of a game of snakes and ladders, but the young boy had left the playroom to get something from his room. He hasn’t returned for only five minutes, yet you thought it felt like an entire lifetime.
Getting up from your spot on the floor, you make your way over to Yoongi’s grand piano sat in the corner of the large room. You eye pieces of paper lying on the floor, musical notes scribbled on it.
Young, 3-year old you knew nothing about music, but the way the notes were scribbled on the paper left you intrigued. You crouched down, picked one up from the pile and brought it back with you to your previous spot, where your crayons were sprawled all over the floor messily.
You flop down with a huff and lies flat on your stomach, the sheet music in front of you . You pick up your chubby red crayon and bring it over the paper, pressing lightly as you start doodling all over Yoongi’s composition.
In the middle of your artwork, Yoongi walks in the room with a pink box and he gasps when he sees his best friend scribble over the composition he just finished yesterday.
“Y/N, no!” He drops the box and runs over to you as fast as his little feet can carry him.
At the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you stop doodling and turn around, sitting up when you see Yoongi running over to you. Yoongi quickly grabs the sheet, his eyes frantically looking over the sheet music that was now covered with red doodles.
Yoongi’s eyes begin to water and although you didn’t quite understand it all, you knew that your best friend was upset. His bottom lip begins to tremble, and soon, tears flow from his eyes and he lets out a cry as he looks at his destroyed composition.
The sound of footsteps soon come closer and you turn around, seeing your mom and Yoongi’s mom walk in the room with confused looks on their faces. They spot the children sat on the floor and their eyes take in the scene in front of them - Yoongi was clutching a piece of paper in his hands, crying, and you were looking up at them, a confused look on your face mirroring theirs.
“What happened here?” Your mom asks as they both bend down to you and Yoongi.
Yoongi turns to look at his mom as he cries. “Y/N scribbled all over my sheet music.” He crawls over to his mom and hugs her, hiding his face in her chest as he continues to cry.
Both his mom and your mom turn to look at you, and it’s then that you realize it’s your fault. Tears fill your eyes as well and you stand up to hug your mom too.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you cry, hiding from Yoongi and his mom, ashamed of what you’d done.
At the sound of your crying, Yoongi stops crying and turns to look at you. He steps away from his mom and waddles over to you, his small hands reaching out to grab your arm.
“No, no, don’t cry, too.” He sniffles and he pulls you to face him.
Reluctantly, you turn to face him and you try to stop crying as Yoongi squishes your face in his hands.
“It’s okay, I can do it again,” he tells you and you shake your head no.
“I’m sorry, Yoongi! It won’t happen again,” You cry and Yoongi can only nod. He pulls you with him, and he leads the both of you over to the grand piano. Yoongi gives you a side hug and he places his fingers on the black and white keys. Yoongi begins to play your favorite song, the very first one he wrote for you, snot and tears and all that.
You sniffle and calm down when you hear the familiar comforting melody. You wipe your snot away and rest your head on Yoongi’s shoulder.
Your moms watch the scene in front of them, knowing smiles on their faces.
“If our kids don’t end up together, I don’t know what I’ll do,” Your mom whispers to Yoongi’s mom as they leave the room.
Yoongi’s mom snorts. “Don’t worry, because by the looks of it, my son’s smitten as hell and he’s only five.”
Your mom laughs at that. “True.”
“Woah, are you okay, bubs?” Yoongi asks worriedly when he steps inside your dorm room and takes in the sight before him.
Books and notebooks are open sprawled around your bed and on the floor, your pens and highlighters open and probably all dried up, your hair was tied up in a messy bun that probably hadn’t been brushed properly since this morning, and your laptop open in front of you while you sit on your computer chair, your left leg folded underneath you and your right leg stretched out all the way to your bed. Your laptop was playing Day6’s Congratulations, and you were furiously typing away, cramming through your essays that were also due during finals week.
Your glasses fall down the bridge of your nose and you sigh, taking them off before you turn around to greet your best friend.
“Hey, Yoons, what’s up?” You smile tiredly at him, reaching over your bed to push away your books and notebooks to make room for your best friend to sit down on.
You chuckle as he sits down, scratching your hair. “Sorry about the mess, I didn’t have the time to fix it earlier.”
“It’s okay, Y/N. But you should really take a break, don’t overwork yourself,” Yoongi smiles and ruffles your hair, making you laugh. You spot the gray flask in his left hand and your eyes widen.
“Is that soju?” You gasp and Yoongi nods. You lean forward and snatch the flask from him, twisting the cap open. You pour some of the alcoholic drink onto the cap and down it all in one go, the strong taste burning down your throat. You think that maybe Yoongi meant to bring this for you and not for him, because it’s your favorite flavor, classic. Yoongi could never tolerate the classic flavor of soju and he always opted for the fresh one.
Yoongi simply watches you take shot after shot of the alcoholic drink and smiles, knowing you’ll get a hangover the next day. Nevermind though, because he’ll take care of you anyway, and your first exam isn’t until 2:00 pm tomorrow.
Once you’ve finished the entire bottle, you wipe your lips with the back of your hand, grinning drunkenly at your best friend. He smirks at the sight of you and stands up to save your work. He closes your laptop and crouches down to look at you.
“You’re such an alcoholic, Y/L/N Y/N.” Yoongi comments and you can only giggle.
“Thanks, Yoongi.” You pat his cheek, and knock out dead on your desk, snoring away as your head rests on your laptop. Y/L/N Y/N is out like a light at 5:22 pm.
Yoongi’s gummy smile makes its appearance as you sleep soundly, without a care in the world. He turns around and stares at the mess cluttering around your room. Yoongi bends down and starts cleaning; he picks up your pens and highlighters and puts the caps back on, although he doubts that they’d still work (maybe you bought those kind that would last for up to 48 hours uncapped but he wasn’t so sure, knowing you), and he closes your books, making sure to stick in bookmarks in case those pages were important. He stacks your stuff on the extra table beside your desk and fixes your bed for you to sleep in.
Yoongi turns around and he laughs softly at the sight of your drool running down the side of your arm. Yoongi crouches down and he brushes the hair away from your face. Upon taking a closer look at you, he can see how much you’ve stressed yourself out this week.
The dark circles under your eyes, the messy hair, and the way you snored were enough to tell Yoongi that you were dead tired. Even your drool told Yoongi that you were exhausted, because you only ever drooled in your sleep when you were worn out.
Yoongi carefully helps you out of your chair and onto your bed, where he tucks you in snugly. He turns the lights off and leaves only your night light on. Yoongi sits down beside you and simply admires the way you sleep (it’s not as creepy as you think it is!).
Yoongi watches the way your chest heaves up and down as your breathe slowly, soft snores leaving your lips. He watches the way a small smile is etched onto your lips, making you look so sweet and so innocent, like you didn’t just down an entire flask of soju in one go. He watches the way you shift to a more comfortable position, pushing your face further into your pillow.
And as Yoongi watches you sleep so peacefully, he realizes that he can get used to this - get used to watching you fall asleep, and maybe, just maybe, fall asleep with you. Yoongi thinks that if seeing you fall asleep makes him want to fall asleep with you, then maybe the idea of waking up with you isn’t so bad, either.
A soft mumble leaves your lips and you start to babble nonsense, things like “after the falling action is the denouement, and yay, the end”, and Yoongi smiles.
Without realizing it, Yoongi leans forward, and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “Good night, Y/N.”
His heart flutters at his own action, and Yoongi smiles when he realizes it.
“I love my best friend. I love Y/N. I love you,” Yoongi whispers to himself, his eyes never leaving your sleeping form.
You are never drinking before an exam ever again.
Your head is throbbing and you can’t move because every small action makes your head feel like it’s about to break. You can totally place the blame on your best friend because he didn’t stop you from downing the entire flask, but at the same time, it’s all your fault for even drinking in the first place when you knew you had an exam the following day.
You close your eyes and shield it with your arm as the 7:00 am sunlight streams in through the bedroom windows. Your stomach is grumbling and you realize that you didn’t even eat dinner last night because you fell asleep at 5:00 pm after drinking.
You badly want to get up and go find something to eat in your stash but like we’ve already established earlier, you can’t. So you endure your hunger until the hangover goes away. If it goes away.
The door opens and your savior walks through the door.
Thank God for Min Yoongi.
“Oh, you’re awake already. I brought you some aspirin and hangover food,” he greets you, closing the door shut behind him gently. Yoongi places his stuff on your chair as he makes his way over to you, helping you sit up. You’re groaning and clutching onto your best friend’s shoulders because you can’t bring yourself to sit up properly.
Yoongi’s arms wound around your waist and - oh, come on, why now - butterflies erupt in your stomach, along with the acid and the hunger (okay that’s kinda gross). You scoot over to the wall and Yoongi places a pillow behind you to separate your back from the cold, hard wall.
Boyfriend material, anybody?
Yoongi opens the bottled water he bought and places a tablet of aspirin on your weakly opened palm. You take the medicine and finish the entire bottle of water, refreshing yourself completely.
Your head feels a bit better now and the pain is now tolerable. “Ugh, don’t make me drink before an exam again,” you groan and lean forward, clutching onto your stomach as you rest your head on Yoongi’s shoulder. Yoongi chuckles and although your head’s aching at his action, you like hearing his laugh. He strokes your hair gently and you scoot closer to him, practically clinging onto him.
“You wanna eat?” Yoongi asks you and you nod from your place in the crook of his neck. Yoongi reaches over to get your food. He starts feeding you saltine crackers and fruits and coconut milk and you think it’s weird but according to him it’s good for a hangover.
While you take small bites from the banana, Yoongi focuses all his attention on you. The sun shines on you in just the right spot; it hits your eyes perfectly that the natural color pops out prettily. Your cheeks are puffed out slightly and you chew on your banana in complete concentration.
You soon feel his gaze on you and your heart speeds up upon realizing it. Your senses are unbelievably heightened while you’re hungover, apparently. You swallow your last piece of the banana carefully before looking up at Yoongi.
When you do, a smile is on his lips and he looks at you with this strange look on his face; you’re not sure what it is, exactly. You raise an eyebrow questioningly.
“What?”
Yoongi shakes his head and he cups your face in his hand, rubbing his thumb gently along your cheek. His action causes more butterflies to erupt in your stomach, and at this point, you’re not sure if you want to vomit or eat some more.
“You’re so beautiful,” Yoongi whispers, his eyes never leaving yours.
You really can’t understand your best friend right now and you also don’t want to get your hopes up, so you laugh it off.
“I know I am, especially when I’m hungover,” you joke and you think Yoongi’s smile falters a bit, but he quickly covers it up with a grin.
He clears his throat, and stands up. You follow his actions, and he pats your shoulder gently.
“Get a few more hours of rest, you’ll feel better just before your exam, okay?” Yoongi tells you and you pout, making him want to just ditch his 8:30 exam to stay with you a little longer.
“Won’t you stay with me?” You tug on the hem of his yellow hoodie (wow, a change if wardrobe for finals week?), and he shakes his head ‘no’.
“Unfortunately, not everyone has exams that start at 2:00 pm. I’ve got my first one at 8:30 and it’s already 7:45. The building’s three blocks away from here, too.” Yoongi explains and you nod in understanding.
“That’s fine, good luck on your exam,” you reply, and Yoongi leans down to give you a kiss on the top of your head.
“Get some rest, love.” Yoongi whispers, making your heart speed up at the endearment.
“I will.” You assure him and he cups your face in his hands, rubbing your cheeks gently with the pads of his thumbs.
“I’ll call you, okay?” Yoongi asks and you smile, nodding.
He stands back up to his full height and makes his way to the door. He gives you one last smile before twisting the doorknob and stepping out.
The door closes and you wait for a few more beats before you sigh.
Yes, you were definitely in love with your best friend and it wasn’t the heightened senses that came with the hangover.
“I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!” Hoseok claps his hands together excitedly, earning an eye roll from Seokjin and a smile from Namjoon. Yoongi can only stare at his friends in confusion.
“What do you mean, ‘I knew it’?” Yoongi asks and the three boys look at each other, sighing simultaneously.
“Hyung, everyone can see how much you’re in love with her, except the both of you. Have you never read those cliché best friends to lovers trope on Tumblr?” Hoseok asks and Yoongi merely shrugs.
“I don’t have time for that shit,” Yoongi deadpans.
“But you have time for Y/N,” Seokjin points out.
“Because he’s whipped, you guys,” Namjoon adds in.
“Whatever,” Yoongi dismisses his friends comments. “All I know is that I love her. I really, really, do.” Yoongi confesses.
“Then tell her!” His friends say in unison.
“I will! I’m just,” Yoongi pauses and they look at him expectantly.
He looks at them before continuing, “I’m just trying to find the right time to confess, I think she feels the same way.”
Seokjin flips his bangs and sighs. “Not think, but know. It’s obvious how much you both love each other, Yoongi. Literally anyone with two eyes and common sense can see that.”
“Except maybe for those girls the other week,” Namjoon coughs into his shoulder and Hoseok bursts out in laughter, holding his hand up for a high five which Namjoon gladly reciprocates.
“Yah, don’t be mean, I think they’re really nice,” Seokjin defends them and Yoongi shakes his head at them.
Namjoon and Hoseok turn their attention to Yoongi and forget about the handsome elder.
“So, do you need our help with confessing?” Namjoon asks.
Yoongi looks up in thought. “I haven’t really thought that far yet, all I know is that I want it to be something she’ll never forget.”
“You can maybe write her a song?” Hoseok suggests.
“I write her songs all the time,” Yoongi points out.
“Maybe you can take her out somewhere and prepare this really extravagant surprise,” Namjoon tries.
Yoongi shakes his head. “Y/N’s not into that, remember? I need this to be perfect,” he stresses.
Yes, Min Yoongi was hands down whipped for you because instead of worrying about his next exam set to happen in thirty minutes, he’s busy worrying about how he’s going to confess to you.
His friends sigh.
“Hyung, I think you should take a break. Go prepare for your exams, yeah?” Namjoon suggests and Yoongi gives in.
“You’re right, I have one in thirty minutes.”
Hoseok smiles and stands up. “I’ve gotta go, mine’s in fifteen minutes.”
“And you’re that chill?” Namjoon looks amazed. Hoseok grins.
“The perks of being a dance major, baby,” Hoseok shrugs casually before slinging his backpack over his shoulder and making his way out of the café.
Seokjin lets out a relaxed sigh. “I’m all done for the day, so I’m going to go eat something somewhere and think of how you can confess to Y/N.” Yoongi gives his hyung an appreciative smile.
“Thanks, hyung, but don’t you have exams to prepare for?” Seokjin snorts.
“I studied all of last week, I think I’m all done. One more and I might actually go crazy.” Yoongi and Namjoon laugh at that.
Yoongi makes his move to stand up. “I’ll see you guys later, good luck.” He pats the guys on the back before he leaves.
On the short walk to his building, Yoongi pulls his phone out and presses on speed dial 1, of course, the one and only Y/L/N Y/N.
Y/N picks up after three rings.
“Hey, why’d you call?” Y/N’s sweet voice rings through the phone and a smile automatically makes its way to Yoongi’s face.
“Hey, how are you feeling, bubs?” Yoongi inquires.
“All better, thanks to you! Although I’m kind of starving, I have an hour and a half before my first test,” Y/N chirps.
“Joon and Jin hyung are at the café, maybe you can go grab something to eat with them, I have an exam in twenty minutes,” Yoongi informs her.
“Okay! Good luck on that, you’ll do great,” Y/N tells him sweetly.
“Aaah, I know I will. You’re my lucky charm,” Yoongi smirks and he can just see Y/N’s blushing cheeks from the way she started to stutter.
“Uh...ha ha, okay, uh, gotta go, Yoons! Bye!” She immediately hangs up and Yoongi chuckles when he hears the line drop dead.
Yoongi shakes his head and slides his phone back into his pocket as he walks inside the music building.
The smile never leaves his face, even as he starts to answer his test all the way until he finishes it. The people he shared that class with started to worry for his mental health, because Yoongi never smiled this much, never smile this genuine. Well, he did smile occasionally, but there was something different with the way Yoongi carried himself that day that left his classmates slightly concerned for him.
“Hey, Yoongi. You alright, man?” Kyungsoo, a friend he talks to occasionally in his class asks.
Yoongi nods, a smile on his lips. “Yeah, why?”
Kyungsoo looks at him weirdly. He laughs it off. “Nothing. Just, if you need someone to talk to, I’m all ears,” Kyungsoo pats him on the back.
It’s Yoongi’s turn to look at him weirdly. “Huh, okay, Soo. Thanks.” Kyungsoo nods and leaves the room, just as a beep comes from his phone.
It wasn’t just any beep, it was your ringtone. Yoongi had set specific ringtones for your texts and calls, so he’d know if he has to answer the call right away or not.
Yes, Min Yoongi was both smitten and biased when it came to you.
lovely best bub [3:07 pm] : hello there
lovely best bub [3:07 pm] : are your exams done? im kinda hungry
Just seeing your contact name — which you set, not him, already sent a smile crawling up his lips.
Yoongi [3:07 pm] : yea, see u
Yoongi [3:07 pm] : hoseok still has one exam left, I’ll meet u and joon there
He begins making his way back to the café, navigating his way through the students and the hallways with his phone in his hands.
lovely best bub [3:08 pm] : it’s just me, joon says he still has something to do
Yoongi wishes he can go give Kim Namjoon a hug (but he would never admit that in front of him) right now.
Yoongi [3:08 pm] : okay lol
lovely best bub [3:08 pm] : see u there :DD
When Yoongi reaches the café,you’re already sitting in your usual spot, going over some of your notes while you sip on your iced latte. Yoongi walks over, a soft smile on his lips. He knocks on the table gentle. You look up, and a smile immediately graces your features.
“Hey, how was your exam?” You greet as Yoongi sits down in front of you.
“It went really well, how about yours?” Yoongi inquires as he reaches forward to hold your right hand, playing with your fingers while he waits for your response.
You blush at the action and Yoongi marvels at your flustered reaction. You soon brush it off like it was nothing and take a sip from your drink to, hopefully, help cool down your flaming cheeks.
“Great, too! I hope I really poured all of my heart into it that Professor Bang will be proud of it,” you reply and Yoongi squeezes your hand gently.
“I’m sure you did, you worked hard last night,” Yoongi reassures you and you laugh.
“I’m pretty sure I got wasted last night, Yoongi.” He laughs at your retort, agreeing with you.
“Yeah, I know, but I think you did study before I arrived with the soju.” Yoongi’s reply makes the two of you laugh.
“Thanks for taking care of me, Yoongi.” You give him a gentle smile.
He returns it with one of his own. “Anything for you, Y/N.”
Were you dense? Or was Yoongi not obvious enough? No, that can’t be it. He’s very transparent with his feelings for you, right? Min Yoongi can’t seem to understand why you don’t seem to notice his advances on you. At all.
Finals week was done and over with, and for an entire week Yoongi has been trying to get you to see how much he likes you. Even during the break, Yoong did everything; he took you out on dates, gave you more gifts than usual, paid more attention to you (if he was attentive before, he got even more attentive now), and flirted with you every chance he got.
But it’s the start of the second semester now and he still hasn’t confessed to you yet.
“I’m telling you, hyung! It’s like she pays no attention to anything I do at all. Are you guys sure she feels the same way?” Yoongi stresses, ranting to the broad shouldered male sat in front of him. The other two younger boys look at each other, giving each other that I’m tired, he’s spewing nonsense again look before grabbing Yoongi’s attention.
“Yes, she does! She probably thinks you’re just being your normal self around her,” Namjoon responds.
“But I’m not being my normal self around her…?” Yoongi trails off.
The boys sigh. “You are, you’re normally affectionate with her, Yoongi. So Y/N thinks you’re just being you,” Seokjin adds.
“Yeah, hyung. Y/N doesn’t think anything’s changed at all. Well, maybe she thinks you’re a bit more affectionate but she’s just probably just brushing it off as you being you.” Hoseok pipes in.
“Then what do I do?” Yoongi asks, clearly pressed about everything.
Just then, the bell to the café’s door rings noisily and the four turn around to see Y/N rushing over to them.
“Speak of the devil,” Namjoon mutters and Yoongi stares a him. “She’s not a devil, Joon.” Namjoon slaps his forehead.
“It’s an expression, hyung --” Namjoon’s cut off when you blurt out, “I need food.”
Seokjin raises an eyebrow at you. “There’s food? Over there?” He points toward the cashier. You look over to where his index finger is pointing before turning back to them, shaking your head.
“I have class in like, 15 minutes, but I was hungry so I ran over here - because my building’s all the way on the other side - to buy something but when I was a few steps away from the door I realized I forgot my wallet at the dorms and the dorms are even farther away and I don’t have much of a choice anymore because if I still tried going back that would take me another 10 minutes or so and like I said, I only have 15 minutes and I’m really hungry so I can’t go back anymore and I just really need money for food.” You finish all in one breath, heaving lightly because you’re out of breath from running and explaining yourself.
The four look at you before Yoongi shifts in his seat, pulling his card out for you.
“Here, go buy something,” he holds it out to you. Your eyes lighten, and just as your about to take it, a light bulb goes off in Yoongi’s head and he withdraws his outstretched hand, halting your actions.
“What?” You ask, slightly agitated.
Yoongi smirks. “Kiss me first.”
Your eyes widen, Kim Seokjin’s eyes widen, Kim Namjoon’s eyes widen, and Jung Hoseok’s eyes widen.
Wait, what?
A blush creeps up your cheeks, your palms start to clam up, and your heart starts beating faster. Oh, and your stomach grumbles for the umpteenth time too.
Yoongi only looks at you, the smirk still on his face, and his credit card resting in between his index and middle finger, just close enough for you to reach if you moved just a tad bit closer.
If you kiss Yoongi, he’ll definitely know your feelings for him. If you don’t it would make things awkward between the two of you. If you kiss him, at least you’d get food, right?
Yoongi’s starting to slightly regret his impulsive decision, but he freezes when you just go for it, and lean down to kiss his cheek, snatching the card in his fingers before you run out.
“What the fuck just happened?” Hoseok manages to speak up and Yoongi snaps out of his trance.
“Dude, what the fuck, go after her!” Hoseok shakes Yoongi who soon realizes what’s really going on. He stands up abruptly and goes after you.
“Wow, they’re a mess,” Seokjin comments as they watch Yoongi through the glass of the cafe.
“Come on, let’s go after them,” Namjoon stands up and Seokjin and Hoseok follow suit.
“Y/N, wait!” Yoongi calls out to you and when you hear his voice, you skid to a halt in the middle of the field, where some dance majors are running a routine. You attract the attention of the dance majors and they stop dancing to look at you. Clutching Yoongi’s credit card in your hand, you slowly turn around to face him.
He’s running over to you and he’s panting. When he’s close enough, he leans forward and rests his hands on his knees.
“You’re going to be late to class anyway, just, listen to me,” Yoongi wheezes out.
You bite your lip, your heart racing as you stare at the boy in front of you. When he finally catches his breath, he stands back up to his full height and looks at you.
“Yoongi, listen,I--” You begin, but he cuts you off.
“Y/N, I know you’re going to be late, I’m sorry but wait, just...let me get this off my chest because I might explode if I don’t let this out anymore, okay?” He holds you by the shoulders and you can only nod, flustered and confused at the same time.
From his peripheral, Yoongi can see a small crowd starting to form, he can see the boys somewhere too and the dance majors all stopped dancing to look at you both.
Oh, well.
Yoongi breathes deeply before he fixes his eyes on you and on you alone.
Here it goes.
“Y/L/N YN, I love everything about you. I love the way you eat your ramen with a spoon instead of chopsticks because you’re always complaining about how your fingers hurt because you’re not the best at using chopsticks even though you’re supposed to be good at it, I mean gosh, you’re Korean you’re supposed to know that shit. I love how you can’t fall asleep without your blue and white flannel blanket because it’s the only blanket your body seems to like. I love how even though it’s beginning to smell so bad because of your drool and the food crumbs and the drinks that fall on it you still choose to use it. I love how you also sleep with that one pillow of yours that’s been there the moment I walked into the hospital room to see you bundled up in Auntie’s arms, eyes closed and without a care in the world because you were just born moments ago, and it’s so old that it’s not so fat and fluffy anymore, and oh, it also smells so bad too, seriously what is it with you and your things in bed smelling bad? Can they seriously not get washed? I love how you never use a brush to fix your hair because you’re that kind of person that just runs a hand through their hair a couple of times and you’re already good to go. I love how you scrunch your face up every time you insult one of the boys, every time you want to tease me, and every time you have your way because yet again, I’ve fallen victim to your ridiculous wishes and ideas. I love how every time you put food into your mouth, you’re pouting and chewing at the same, fuck, do you know what that fucking does to me, Y/N? It makes me go crazier and even more head over heels for you. I love how you always come to me for everything because you know that I’d never ever say no to you, it makes me feel like I matter so much to you. I love that you depend so much on me because yes, I want that so much, I want to spoil you so damn much. I love giving you all that you want, I love spoiling with anything that you want and need, no matter how stupid or out of this world or irrational it may be. I love it so much because I love the way your eyes light up like a thousand stars whenever I say yes, and fuck that’s so, so fucking cheesy but I don’t fucking care anymore because I’m pretty sure I’ve said too much that it’s enough to complete one whole damn song and I know I can’t sing but I can play the piano and compose songs so maybe I can rap too? And dammit, Y/N, I’ve loved you so much since the moment I probably first laid my eyes on you, or maybe when I wrote my first song for you and you asked me to play it for you every day. Hell, I may have even started loving you when you scribbled all over my sheet music with your big fat, red crayon. I love how you’re so selfless, how you get along with my boys, how you’re damn smart and ambitious but you’d much rather watch How I Met Your Mother and listen to angsty Day6 songs for hours on end while you wrote equally angsty prose and poetry. I love you every time you get wasted the night before an exam, drinking your stress and worries away with soju, complain about the hangover the next day and do it all over again despite promising to never do it again. I love that even though it gets you wasted because that just gives me an excuse to take care of you and have I told you that I love taking care of you? I love you for everything that you are and I’d fucking say more but dammit, we’re in public and people…people are beginning to record my confession, they were just looking at us…wait what the fuck? And I’m a blushing, stuttering mess and I’ve just poured my entire heart out to you, all these feelings I’ve kept bottled up since I was, I don’t know, five and you were three, and I’m not even fucking sure if you feel the same way but you just kissed my cheek back in the café so maybe that counts for something? Maybe it really was for the food, I don’t know. But god, I love you so much, Y/N and it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way but I just want you to know that I don’t want things to ever change between us even if my feelings are out in the open already and I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve because I’m just so damn smitten for you. I love you, Y/N.”
Yoongi finishes his rant, and he’s breathing heavily and his heart’s beating out of his chest and he doesn’t know what to do next because you’re just standing in front of him, eyes wide, cheeks a dark shade of red, and your heart ready to burst out of your ribcage at his confession.
For someone who’s a creative writing major, for someone who’s so good with words, you’re speechless. For the first time in your entire life, you’re speechless.
“So,” Seokjin shouts from the crowd, effectively catching both yours and Yoongi’s attention, “are you just going to stand there and keep him waiting or will you tell him you love him too?”
The crowd coos, and your eyes dart back to Yoongi’s.
“Yoongi, I love you too.” You say simply and the crowd interrupts into cheers as Yoongi lets out a relieved sigh, stepping forward and pulling you into his embrace. Yoongi bends down to bury his face in your neck and you wrap your arms around his shoulders as he wraps his around your waist.
“Thank God you love me too, that would’ve been so embarrassing if you didn’t,” Yoongi whispers and you giggle.
You both pull away, and then turn to see that the crowd has dispersed, while your friends shot you thumbs ups before walking away to give you some alone time.
You look up at Yoongi, your smile bright as you see all the love and adoration Yoongi held for you.
“Well, you feed me well, Min Yoongi.” you reply, rising up on your tiptoes to kiss his nose.
“Oh yeah, let’s go get your food, I know you’re hungry.” Yoongi intertwines your fingers with his, leading you both back to the café.
“See, this is why I love you so much,” You grin, swinging your hands together.
Yoongi stops walking and turns to you. He cups your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks softly. “I love you so much, Y/N.”
You hold onto his wrists and give him a mischievous grin. “More than your Audi?” You challenge, and Yoongi laughs heartily, kissing your forehead.
“A billion times more than my Audi.”
⇒ let me know what you think or hmu with anything under the sun here!
#bts one shot#bts yoongi#bts suga#bts yoongi scenario#bts yoongi fanfic#bts yoongi imagine#min yoongi#yoongi one shot#yoongi scenario#yoongi fanfic#yoongi imagine#yoongi x reader#min yoongi x reader#bts scenarios#bts imagines#bts fanfic#bts#bangtan sonyeondan#sfw#yoongi fluff#nise writes
60 notes
·
View notes
Text
thank you @willowthewispp for tagging me <3 i haven't done something like this in so long wow but im excited
nicknames: my siblings call me the basic 'alex' but that's literally it
real name: alexis
zodiac sign: sagittarius– oh wait they're a myth :o (context no one asked for: my friends and i have this inside joke from when i told them that whenever there's zodiac sign merch they never have sagittarius stuff bc apparently we dont exist. i don't care for zodiac sign stuff but i thought it was funny and apparently my friends think so too bc we're dramatic gays)
height: 5’6”/5'7" (? i lit rally don't know)
current time: 1:10 am
fav musicians: twenty one pilots, hippo campus, young the giant, nothing but thieves (there are so many other bands but these are my top ones. fun fact: i was obsessed with bruno mars from 5th grade-10th grade that i was on stan twitter in 2012 on my dsi)
favourite sports team: come again?
other blogs: @gloomycelestial (that used to be a bruno mars acc but now is just a mix of things im into currently) @sosickman (i recently made bc since this is my side blog i can't really follow or interact with other with this one so i'll probably be posting my art on there and use this one to reblog other people's art and stuff)
do I ever get asks: nah not in this acc at least but overall it's rare
how many blogs do I follow: i can't follow ppl on this acc :/
tumblr crushes: @willowthewispp duh?? they're the sickest and their art is SO CUTE it makes me cry sometimes in a good way of course !!!
lucky number: i never put in much thought to this i just say 13 bc it's my birthday number whoops
what i'm wearing right now: a shirt i got at a vip meet and greet from the band state champs (they're my friend's favorite band so i went with her bc she wanted someone to go with her and she bought the tickets so why not? im a good friend) and it's comfy. also some workout tights
drink of choice: lemonade is good
dream car: idk but i'll take a forest/emerald green one please
dream vacation: im not one for travelling and stuff (i know sorry im the most boring person in the world) and i guess i never think about vacationing bc i've been stressing out about doing something with my life like get a job and get my own place to live. maybe my vacationing could be having an apartment to myself? nah that's dumb
favourite food: i always say that my favorite section in a department store is the bakery section [that michael scott 'i love inside jokes' meme: i love the walmart bakery section. love to have money to actually buy pastries some day] so yeah i'll say it pastries are my favorite food. pies are so good man
what languages do I speak: english and spanish
instruments: i recently got a keyboard as my grad gift and ive been learning song chords and im not a pro at it but i hope i can make my own stuff one day. i love singing so i enjoy playing songs at a slow pace and making them sad:) i also used to play clarinet in middle school but i hated my director and my classmates so i got out bc self care ya know (band kids are a different kind of species i don't want to be associated with)
celebrity crushes: by celebrity crushes you mean men i'm not attracted to and just think are pretty sick, right? misha collins has always inspired me, growing up with financial struggles and using his platform now to help others out in similar situations is something i find so endearing. he has the choice to not do any of the things he's done, but he chooses to help others and i think more people should be like him (except don't vote for b*den vote for bernie thank you). bill hader is rad man. it's nice seeing someone in the industry for so long be so genuine still. love that tall anxious man <3 james ransone is so sick and i'd love to meet him someday. following up on most of his interviews/podcasts made me have a lot respect for him and he's also really interesting (he always says he's not and self deprecates but mr james ransone sir please love yourself you deserve it !!!! you're v pretty) i could keep complimenting this man but this would be too long and we gotta keep this rolling gang ! okay to finish this off i'll say who my big lesbo crush is and it's elizabeth mary winstead like she's so pretty i want to bake her some cookies
no one will read this but it was still fun and distracting so thank you again @willowthewispp for tagging me ! i have no excuse for doing this days later but i finally got the motivation at 1 in the morning so here we are (finishing at 3am rip)
tagging: im not tagging anyone since i don't have any mutuals on here
4 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
francesca-martini238
francy😇💕
withoutalice
How can we know the future?
jacobfeng69
无标题
porknvince-blog
Spongevince
dangelo15207
D'Angelo Sudduth