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shuichi-iguchi-enjoyer · 8 months

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My OC! I was gonna write a blurb on the side but I have more to say than I had room for so I’m just gonna type the info here. This is a long post, I’m very long-winded. Oh also have you ever made an OC as a joke but then you just kept adding like backstory and personality traits until they accidentally turned into a character you actually like? Yeah that’s what this is. Oh! And I forgot to say but left is one of her casual outfits and right is her villain costume

(TW: mentions of abuse, weapons, murder, I mean this is a LOV OC so yeah)

Name: Chloe (no last name)

Villain Name: Puppy Love

Quirk: Dog (Chihuahua). Grants her the abilities to smell anything within a 12 mile radius (including being able to know a lot about people from just their scent), fast reflexes, good running speed (only when running on all fours though), heightened hearing, as well as dog ears, a tail, big eyes, and sharp teeth. Basically, “she can do everything a dog can do”

Age: 20

Height: 4’8 (143 cm)

Birthday: April 28

Personality: hyper, bubbly, easily excited, naive, obedient, loyal, easily distracted, talkative, ditzy, probably annoyingly overly friendly

Place Of Birth: Los Angeles

Reason For Joining LOV: I’m not going to completely delve into her whole backstory, I’ll do that another time esp since I’m still working some things out, but she was a victim of an abusive pageant company (the pageants were sort of a front for something more sinister) that bought girls with “desirable quirks” and trained them to participate in pageants and then to eventually produce more girls with that quirk. She escaped that system when she accidentally murdered one of the leaders and was forced out of America for her own safety and went overseas and happened to find solace in the LOV, especially since there were heros that were involved in her mistreatment.

Weapon(s) Of Choice: gun because American lol, a long leash she uses as a lasso (mostly to retrieve items and on weak enemies as some enemies could definitely break it)

Likes: meat, hygiene/beauty products, dancing, singing, fashion, everything Y2k, celebrity culture, interesting-smelling things, physical affection, chewing on things (gum, food, toys, people, you name it)

Dislikes: loud noises, I’m trying so hard not to say cats rn it would just be funny, having “no purpose” (like not receiving orders to do something, she has a sort of complex about not having “a purpose” in life), running out of hygiene products especially hair products

What’s In Her Juicy Couture Bag?: her rhinestone-encrusted phone, makeup, comb, Victoria’s Secret body spray, pink bone squeaky toy, gum, beef jerky, dental floss (to get the beef jerky out of her teeth), a rhinestone-encrusted weed pen, an actual pen (one of the ones with a fluffy bit at the end) and small notebook (don’t try to read it, her handwriting is atrocious and if she catches you she’ll probably bite your hand off), cash, and a fake ID

Other Info: I sort of “ship” her with Spinner but like I also don’t think she’d be romantically interested in Spinner at first. For some reason I need her to have a hopeless crush on Dabi for a while while Spinner pines for her lmao. She’d be besties with Spinner, though, and would insist on cuddling with him and stuff which I think would drive him crazy (in a… good way? I think). Eventually she’ll realize that Dabi is an asshole and hates her (although I think she’d be able to sense it all along but just not care for a while) and that the high level of friendship she feels for Spinner has slowly turned into loving him. Idk why my aromantic ass comes up with these cheesy scenarios but yeah lol. Also she gives Toga and Magne Y2k makeovers and they have like girl nights sometimes. I imagine she’s so naive and friendly that the rest of the LOV have to specifically order her NOT to go up to their enemies all like “HI I’M CHLOE WHAT’S YOUR NAME?!?! :3” and she definitely said that exact line to every single one of them at some point while getting up in their face. Most of the LOV have likely never had someone willingly get so close to them (especially Spinner and Shigaraki omg though Shigaraki probably wants to turn her to dust while Spinner’s just a blushing mess)

Ok this post is already way too long so I’m gonna cut it off there bye lol

#oc #league of villains #original character #mha #bnha #mha oc #oc x canon #lov oc #chloe

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eversncenewyork · 6 months

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i have dating updates

i call this one friday night, the good one:

his name also starts with a T so we’re at an impasse here—i guess i’ll just call him by his name which is Tunchi. he’s turkish but went to harvard for school (red flag: majored in philosophy and history. history is fine but philosophy is not and the combination can make for annoyingly pessimistic men.) he’s very sweet tho and i like his accent and he was immediately into me. we went to a tiki bar near my apartment and got quite drunk and he actually listened when i talked. i could tell that every time i demonstrated that i’m funny and brilliant he was surprised—which is endearing for now, but could be irritating if the surprise never abates. anyway we got along well and then went back to my place with a $7 bottle of wine that was so sweet it could’ve been grape juice and made out for about 2 hours but we didn’t have sex bc i’m not a whore anymore (kidding i am and i like that). he was an excellent kisser and i’ve never kissed anyone with like a true beard but it wasn’t physically annoying at all. he was very sensual and affectionate and kind of couldn’t believe his luck tbh like he was very very into me. and the thing is i’m definitely attracted to him! but i’m not like…..idk. it’s hard bc i’m SO attracted to T and his face and his body so like i find myself comparing which isn’t nice. but tunchi is so…..boyfriend shaped and he’s also looking for smth like real and serious.

okay sexual detail: we were both naked except our underwear and i had been in his lap like facing him and kissing, but now i was lying down and he was still sitting up. so my legs were around his waist but he could see all of me crotch up—does that make sense? and like……in the underwear i was wearing you can see when u get w*t so i know he could see. we were talking and he reached over for his glass of wine, took a sip, then dragged the bottom rim of the glass just once, slowly, over my cl*t. like HELLO. that has been sustaining me these past few days

anyway i got adored for a few hours then i made us mac and cheese at like 1 am and then he left. we were supposed to get dinner last night but i have a cold :(

see next post for saturday: the scary one

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thewoesoftime · 1 year

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Working through my obsession with being loved and fomo

If you want to be a good writer, you really do have to write. So goes the logic for literally everything else you want to do but there seems to be a crucial gap between me and writing - dreadful isn't it. I probably need some direction, I'll do exercises and things. I think first I should prioritise this because, for one, its dreadfully therapeutic and unfortunately, annoyingly, works really well to alleviate some stress and cut off vicious cycles of thinking. Here's what I was falling into - it was a bloody insta post from alfie, him and taylor and andrea and probably miriam all of them having a great time, I am muting all of them (I can't presently do taylor but i will when she posts) oh and tina just all of them cause i just watch their stories and pity myself about them not liking me and about taylor being a prick to me and how if i had gone to uni with them this year probably maybe i would be a part of all this. I need to be able to move on, and sometimes i feel like I have but I also have all this pent up emotion, Idk i guess i'm just not used to it and its a fact of life that sometimes people just don't like you anymore or don't want to be your friend or don't have energy or care about you or maybe never did, but it is very hurtful what can I say. There are so many other cool people and I am going to make great friends of my own when I go to uni but gosh darn what a stress. Anyway I think that whenever one of them posts something I watch it and feel bad about myself and I really have to let it go because that's a self destructive behaviour and all it does is feed the demon inside that wants to know what they're doing and all that. God its dreadful. I look forward to not caring, and obviously being abandoned makes you romanticize it. God am I to her what alex is to me? what an embarrassment, I look forward to the day I don't care. I made Sara my friend, she likes me, there really is nothing wrong with me. Andrea was never that great of a friend, I don't really even like Alfie, and Taylor I loved dearly, though she is very flawed. So it is fine to not be a part of it, Taylor was hurtful and when I get the chance to talk to her I will, but I shouldn't have to be fixated on this. I should allow myself to be free from concern about this.

Oh now the Nick complaints, Nick has been ignoring me completely going on two weeks now and more or less ignoring me before that. It makes me worry there is something wrong with our friendship or that whatever I may have done to Taylor she's told him about and now he doesn't love me. It's probably not that. I think Nick is just not that great of a friend, as in I love and adore him, but he's not able to be there you know ? He's in his own world, he's not reliable, and he's busy, he has work, and he's not a bad person and he's not a bad friend to have , and maybe he can give it to other people in a way he can't give to you! Maybe its true! But my anxiety about being loved and being loved the most shouldn't dictate how I feel about my friend. I need to understand that he is who he is, that there are circumstantial factors, but you have to understand who people are by what they show you, and what Nick shows me is that when he's there, he's there and it's amazing, but when he's not he might not be for a while. And also he has a boyfriend, but Nick is Always going to have a boyfriend, that's part of who he is, so I can love him, but I can't expect him to be the friend that's gonna show up in the day to day. John is my day to day, Alejandra is, and part of that is also who you're close to geographicaly and what your relationship has been through in the past. Jaya and I can have that patchy communication and it's wonderful, Ella and i have more time under our belt. So it's upsetting that he won't make you a priority as you do him but you gotta know this is part of who he is, and part of who he is, also, is not being very well i suppose in various ways and this is how he protects himself in many ways.

You see isn't it great to work through these things, what I need is a new institution where people are trying to make friends, the french course would be a great shout, honestly I think I might be up to it at this point, I need to book things and not just speculatively look, I also think I really need to drop the social medias, if I were living my dream life right now what would I be doing? I'd be writing and winning competitions and jobs, and I would have a girlfriend, and I would hang out with my friends all day. That's another thing being on this year is teaching me, not having to feel in demand all the time. What I loved about school and going out, at least in part, would be the performance of the thing, I want to feel wanted and seen and cool and loved and respected, so living with only my own eyes to watch me is a weird thing to go through. (Important to note also that there were so many days at schools that I wasn't in demand, that my friends wouldn't hang out with me, that I didn't crash into anyone or make them laugh, and actually I think a lot of the anxiety I have about these daily interactions is that feeling of giving a performance and wanting to impress). You see the writing really helps unravel my brain.

Well there you are, I'll see you tomorrow, I'm taking the apps off my phone and today I am trying to commit to asking myself to live my dream life.

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rilosaur · 1 year

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Hello Tumblr I’m Riley Rilosaur (They/Them/He)

I have only spent 24 mins on this app and decided although it works a bit differently I think I’m actually gonna like it better than twitter (sorry yes from twitter with the bs going down I’m sorry to be contributing to the wave of twitter users joining but tbf I am also heavily contributing to ‘the elitre problem’ and ‘lets ban respawn punisher’ from splatoon but im having fun so)

Im a small content creator that hasn’t created any content in months and would just yell my random words into the void on twitter and probably still will and will probably do the same here.

Nice to hear there isn’t cancel culture here or a ridiculous word limit now i can annoyingly shout into the void of tumblr without having to do it in multiple simplified tweets 💀💀

Anyways I’ll do content creation again at some point but honestly here its gonna yeah be shouting into the tumblr void plus maybe posting art and i dunno reblogging cool things??

Theres a lot to learn heres some interests I have atm that are pretty long term

-Minecraft

-Phasmophobia

-Splatoon

-The forest

-Sons of the forest (when it releases im hyped)

-Legend of zelda (BOTW, whatever the new one is called, twilight princess)

-Mcyt (sorry not sorry)

I honestly cant rack my brain for more atm its been a long day I’ll probably update this in bout a week lmao anyways idk how this all works 💀💀

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hereforthehaunts · 2 years

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ISWM Codes

UPDATED 4/4 Pre-ISWM

For anyone who’d like to get caught up on all the premiere trailer craziness, I thought I’d compile what we have so far into a post! Everything I know has been figured out with the help of the MCJ Lore Hunters Discord with a special focus on Atterid. They’ve put in so much work and are much faster than me so keep up with them on Twitter here!

Okay so if you’re just now diving in I recommend you watch the original trailer again and then the premiere just to see how wildly different they’ve become.

Original Trailer

Premiere Trailer

The Premiere Trailer has been changing everyday since Monday the 28th. Scenes are changing, new scenes are being added, and the video is slowly becoming more and more glitched with every day. The codes are typically hidden in a scene that is reversed or a new scene! Also, if you click on the video and copy the link, there is an unlisted version of it where the thumbnail has also been slowly changing everyday.

Actual codes and changes below, I don’t want to make the post annoyingly long on people’s dashes.

Every code has two parts separated by an underscore. The first is solved with a caesar shift cipher (set key to 7), and we believe the second part is solved with a substitution cipher. The scenes that are in reverse may need to be reversed.

*Update from 4/4- the substitute cipher is wrong, but the correct explanation is at the bottom under updates!

Here’s the daily code breakdown with timestamps and results:

Monday 3/28 - 1:31

Hwoyvkpal_GalxmdlB2cs=

First part: Aphrodite

Second part: PRESIDENT H / HE STING TO BE (reversed)

Unlisted thumbnail is same as the normal trailer I think (below is the normal trailer thumbnail)

Tuesday 3/29 - 1:25

Glbz_lZGdkgGZgBX

First part: Zeus

Second part: T HER SEE HEW A / HES AS SITS AN (reversed)

Wednesday 3/30 - 1:32

Ryvuvz_IllHIgNXemJ

First part: Kronos

Second Part: D A AND ST HERO

Thursday 3/31 - 0:22

Wvzlpkvu_VnIldGeg9Wc

First part: Poseidon

Second part: KING ATE THE

Friday 4/1 - 1:03

Hylz_hXIpVGIzYid=

First part: Ares

Second part: THE IN CEASED

Saturday 4/2 - 0:14

Olytlz_duNGcphnbIlw

First part: Hermes

Second part: BUT IN GATHERS

Sunday 4/3 - 0:46

Vbyhuvz_HczRHdvMWYL

First part: Ouranos

Second part: DEAR DINT OF H

The codes started 8 days before the premiere - the same number of planets in our solar system (sorry Pluto). Each of the greek gods in the codes correlates to a planet! This may be a clue about how to solve the second half of the codes once we have all the phrases!

The words in the trailer have also been changing:

Who will you save? - You won’t save them...

Who will/can you save? - You won’t/can’t save them...

Have you ever considered there is no right answer? - Have you ever considered there is no answer?

Another change that stands out to me is the scene at 2:03 where we can see earth out the window. The scene has had black bar glitches over it for the past couple of days, but as of 4/2 the window is blacked out until the earth glitches through for a second. Idk it’s just weird. So many strange things are happening in this trailer lol

I’ll update this post as we go, but these are what we have so far! Not completely sure what to do with the codes’ second halves yet, but hopefully all will become clear soon.

This is so fun, hope this helps all the other lore hunters!

Updates 4/3

Honestly feeling very unsure of the second halves of the codes, but maybe we just don’t know what to do with them yet? Thoughts are very welcome! Also, as I’ve seen other people mentioning, today’s thumbnail has very Who Killed Markiplier vibes with the eyes scratched out. And the only planet we’re missing now is Gaea/Earth!

Update 4/4 Pre-ISWM

We know what the second part means now!!! Apparently some mods got hints about how to solve it because we were all sweating and crying. It’s my understanding that the clues were this picture

and

SO, Mario 64 hints at a Base64 code, and vertical means we have to look at them vertically. The gods’ names were right and they give us the order we’re supposed to list the codes- the order of the planets in our solar system (Hermes/Mercury, Aphrodite/Venus, Earth, Ares/Mars, Zeus/Jupiter, Kronos/Saturn, Ouranos/Uranus, Poseidon/Neptune) like this:

duNGcphnb1lw GalxmdlB2cs= hXIpVGIzYid= lZGdkgGZgBX IllHIgNXemJ HczRHdvMWYL VnIldGeg9Wc

Then we have to read it vertical, giving us:

dGhlIHV

uaXZlcn

NlIGlzI

GxpdRl

cmVkIHd

pdGggdG

hlIGNve

nBzZXMg

b2YgeW9

1ciBmYW

lsdXJlc

w==

Which when you use base64 and should get (i haven’t been able to get this completely, but i am tired and dumb. i might be typing them out wrong lol):

The universe is littered with the corpses of your failures...

So there you go! The code is solved! Apparently we made a mess across the universe lmao

#iswm #In Space With Markiplier #iswm theory #iswm arg #markiplier

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myriadimagines · 3 years

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Chips and Orange Soda

Brooklyn Nine-Nine One Shot

Pairing: Reader x Jake Peralta

Other Characters: Raymond Holt, Rosa Diaz

Warnings: theft

Summary: When a series of bodegas are robbed, Holt assigns Jake and Rosa on the case. You, a cashier, become a suspect, but Jake has a gut feeling that you’re not a suspect at all. In fact, he thinks you’re the key to solving the case.

Part Two: Chips and Orange Soda (part ii)

Word Count: 2,697

A/N: my submission for @locke-writes‘ writing challenge! i know everyone wanted me to post the whole fic at once but then it ended up being 5k+ words i made the executive decision that it was probably best for everyones sanity to split it up into 2 parts. think of it as a commercial break in the episode <3 i’m gonna disclaimer this by saying that i’m not a cop or in law enforcement. idk how this shit works. i tried my best but this isn’t legally accurate. anyway! based on the prompt: “You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

reblog/feedback/comments are very much appreciated!!!

“Not late! I’m not late!” Jake announces, rushing into the briefing room with his bag still slung over his shoulder. He ignores the eye rolls from Amy and Terry, and plops down in the seat Charles has saved for him. He leans back, dumping his bag on the floor as he tries to catch his breath, before noticing Holt’s disapproving stare. “I’m not! Look, I’m right on time!”

Jake points over at the clock hanging on the wall, and Holt glances over his shoulder before turning back to Jake. “You’re fifteen minutes late, Peralta. That clock broke down two days ago.”

Jake takes a proper look at the clock, which, sure enough, is frozen at three minutes past two o’clock.

“Okay, well…” Jake cringes. “I had a flat tire?”

“As I was saying,” Holt ignores Jake’s excuse, reorganizing the case files on the podium as the squad quickly focuses. Pulling up a few pictures on the television, Holt curtly explains, “Two bodegas were robbed last night, and we suspect it may be the same person, or group or people, who robbed the three bodegas last week. Thankfully, no one was injured, but we need to crack down on this case before it happens again.”

The squad nods in agreement, and Amy taps her pen against the desk as she takes notes. Gesturing towards Rosa, Holt asks, “Diaz, you were investigating last week’s robberies. Where are you in solving the case?”

“Nowhere, sir.” Rosa begrudgingly admits, folding her arms across her chest as she shakes her head. “Forensics dusted the place for prints but found nothing, and the security footage was crap. Couldn’t pull any good images because it was so old. All I know is that it looks like at least two individuals are involved.”

Holt slowly nods, pressing his lips together as he deliberates this. Pointing at Jake, he orders, “Conduct some interviews around the block, see if anyone saw anything. Perhaps you’ll have more luck this time. And take Peralta with you, you’ll be able to cover more ground. Everyone, you’re dismissed.”

Jake looks over his shoulder to exchange a nod with Rosa before everyone gets to their feet. Holt closes up his file, and quickly stops Jake before he can leave the room, “Oh, and Jake?”

Jake pauses in the doorway. “Yes, sir?”

“While you’re out, you can get some new batteries for the clock.” Holt points back at the defunct clock. Raising an eyebrow, Holt continues, “So next time, you can actually take a look at how late you are.”

Beside him, Amy can’t help but snort at Jake’s expense, and he resists the urge to roll his eyes.

—

Jake jogs over to the bodega, a cup of coffee in hand from the nearby food cart. He ducks under the police tape bordering the store, and he gingerly steps around the shattered glass scattered on the pavement. He can already see Rosa inside, taking off her sunglasses and hooking them on the collar of her shirt, and he can see that the forensics team have already marked up the scene. Rosa looks up as Jake approaches, and she informs him, “This one’s different from the others; they actually broke in instead of picking the lock. Otherwise, they took all the cash, and it doesn’t look like anything from the inventory was taken.”

“Which is kinda weird, considering this place has pretty cool chip flavors and orange soda.” Jake points to a nearby shelf, and Rosa shoots him a look. Shrugging, Jake looks at the rest of the shelves and the fridge as he mumbles to himself, “I’m just saying.”

“Security footage from this whole week is missing too.” Rosa continues. She groans, shaking her head as she takes another glance around the scene. “I don’t know how we’re going to get anywhere with this.”

The two of them make their way back outside, where a small crowd is now lingering outside the store, curiously trying to peek inside as the cops try to corral everyone. Pointing at them, Rosa suggests, “Maybe we can find a witness.”

Jake follows her gaze, quickly sweeping over the individuals before his gaze lands on you. Your eyes momentarily meet, but you quickly look away and turn your attention back to the smashed glass. You’re cute, Jake thinks to himself with a grin, all bundled up in a denim jacket that, and when you turn to look at something over your shoulder, he can’t help but notice has a cool design of some planets stitched on the back. Rolling back his shoulders, Jake holds out his cup of coffee, and he says, “Allow me to handle this, Rosa,”

Rosa rolls her eyes at the annoyingly confident tone Jake quickly adopts, and pointedly refuses to hold Jake’s coffee for him.

“Alright then,” Jake awkwardly takes his coffee back, and he gulps down the rest, fanning his tongue as it burns his mouth. Tossing it aside into a nearby trash can, Jake quickly composes himself, readjusting his jacket before approaching you. He offers you his hand, and you hesitate before shaking it, and Jake introduces, “Hey, I’m Detective Peralta. Cool jacket, by the way.”

“y/n.” you introduce yourself with a small smile, shaking his hand before you pull away to self consciously tug at the sleeves of your jacket. “And thanks. My friend made it for me as a birthday gift.”

“Nice,” Jake grins at you, before gesturing over his shoulder. “You come here often? It’s a pretty awesome bodega.”

“Uh, well, I work here.” you slowly respond, and you can see something in Jake’s expression falter as his cheeks get red. You bite back a smile as you continue, “So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Cool, cool, cool, cool,” Jake nods, fumbling to come up with a response. His palms suddenly feel sweaty, and he scrambles to think of his next question.

“I’ll let our owner know, by the way.” you pipe up, and Jake blinks at you. Nervously chuckling, you add, “That you think the bodega is awesome. He’ll appreciate it.”

“Oh!” Jake laughs, and you can’t help but smile. Gesturing to the store, Jake continues, “I’ve gotta say, your snack selection is the best I’ve ever seen. I mean, you’ve got every flavor of everything in there! Also, any place that carries orange soda is automatically awesome in my book.”

“Well of course,” you respond with a smile. “It’s the best flavor!”

“Right?!” Jake perks up, and the both of you dissolve into laughter before Jake looks over his shoulder and notices Rosa glaring at him. Quickly clamming up, Jake attempts to focus himself, and his eyes widen as he remembers the fact that you work here. “Are you the cashier or something?”

“Yep.” you nod, stuffing your hands into the pockets of your jacket. “I just worked yesterday, too. I can’t believe someone robbed it last night.”

“What time were you here until?” Jake asks.

“The shop closes around midnight, and I was the one who locked up.” you answer, shifting your weight from one foot to another. Jake can’t help but notice as you momentarily break his gaze, and you glance at the store before back at him. “Usually our owner, Gabriel, closes up, but he’s been sick this past week, so I’ve been helping out.”

“Got it,” Jake nods, mentally taking note of all this information. The both of you look up as Rosa joins in on the conversation, and Jake continues, “And I’m assuming you didn’t see any sign of suspicious activity before you left?”

You shake your head, uneasily glancing over at Rosa as she looks at you. “Sorry, Detective.”

“No, you’ve actually been super helpful.” Jake reassures you, and he offers you a friendly smile that puts you at ease. You relax, and Jake continues, “It helps us roughly estimate when the crime took place. Do you know anything about your security footage, by the way? This is my partner, Detective Diaz, and she noticed the footage was somehow erased.”

Something in your expression shifts, and Jake can’t quite read the look on your face. Rosa narrows her eyes at you, and after a pause, you respond, “I think our cameras have been down.”

Jake and Rosa exchange an uncertain glance, and you can feel your stomach twisting into knots as you know they don’t look convinced. The atmosphere becomes intense, especially as you feel yourself under Rosa’s stern gaze, and Jake quickly tries to lighten the mood as he tells you, “I think that’s it. Thanks for answering our questions, y/n.”

You nod, and Jake’s eyebrows furrow as your gaze lingers on him, your lips moving as if you want to tell him more. But you stop yourself, taking in a deep breath, before responding, “If there’s anything I can do to help, let me know.”

You turn on your heel, and Jake watches as you head down the block. He looks over to see Rosa studying you, before she shakes her head. “I don’t like it, Jake. They seemed suspicious to me.”

“They were just nervous.” Jake finds himself defending you. “And probably a little frazzled, too. They were the last one in the shop, if they had stayed any longer, they could’ve been in danger.”

“Or they could have something to do with the crime.” Rosa counteracts, and Jake lets out a sigh. Leaning towards him, Rosa continues, “I know we don’t have solid evidence, but I just have a feeling something’s up, Jake. Plus, it doesn’t help that you were flirting.”

Jake gapes at her. “I was not flirting!”

“Look, we need to solve this before Holt gets on my case about it.” Rosa insists. Jake lets out a sigh, before glancing down the direction you walked, and he can just barely see your figure heading into the subway station.

“I’ll be right back.” Jake tells her, and before Rosa can stop him, he jogs after you. By the time he’s entered the station, he’s terribly out of breath, and he manages to catch you before you enter through the turnstile. “y/n!”

You look up upon hearing your name and you pause as Jake stops in front of you. He bends over, trying to catch his breath, and you patiently wait for him. Through heavy breaths, Jake manages to puff out, “Yeah, sorry, super unfit. The chips and the orange soda clearly don’t help.”

Jake tries his best not to cringe at what he feels like is the lamest joke he’s ever made, but to his surprise, you laugh. A genuine laugh, not a cruel, teasing one, but one with a wide smile that makes Jake feel like he’s on top of the world. Tilting your head, you manage to say in between chuckles, “You’re pretty funny, Detective.”

“Call me Jake.” Jake insists, finally regaining his breath, and you grin at him. “Hey, any chance I could get your number? For professional reasons of course, in case we need to contact you again. Or I could just give you my number if you feel better doing it that way.”

You seem hesitant, but you nod. He fumbles through his pocket, pulling out an old receipt and a pen that barely has enough ink in it, and you scribble out your number before handing it back to him, “I work every day but Tuesdays, too, so you’ll be able to catch me at work if you need me.”

“Got it.” Jake nods, tucking the receipt into his pocket. “Thanks for your help, y/n.”

The expression that Jake can’t decipher crosses your face again, a look of pensiveness, of hesitation. But you shake it off, quickly plastering on a smile, and you nod, “Have a good day, Jake. And… good luck.”

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Jake and Rosa sit in the break room, a laptop open between them as they flip through countless CCTV videos from the blocks nearby the bodega. Rosa becomes increasingly aggressive with the keyboard with each video she clicks through, and Jake impatiently shakes his head. He groans, rubbing his fingers up against his temple as he complains, “This is killing me. If I have to look at one more minute of another grainy video, I’m going to lose it.”

Rosa rolls her eyes, leaning back in her chair as she folds her arms across her chest. She kicks Jake’s chair with her boot, and she points out, “This is all we have, Jake.”

Jake sighs, but nods. Rosa had interviewed some people in the neighboring apartments, some of which reported hearing smashed glass around three in the morning, but hadn’t called it in on the assumption it was a clumsy accident from a downstairs neighbor. It at least gave them a time of the crime, but as Rosa unfortunately pointed out, it didn’t give them much else. The CCTV didn’t seem to pick up on anything interesting, no speeding cars, and a brief moment of footage that might’ve captured the suspects only showed their retreating backs. The forensics team had also swept over all the evidence from the bodega, but had yet to find anything incriminating, not even a single fingerprint which could help lead the investigation somewhere.

“These guys clearly know what they were doing.” Rosa grumbles, jabbing her finger into the screen. “They know to avoid all the camera spots.”

“I hate smart criminals. Why can’t they all be dumb and just make it easier for us?” Jake whines, and Rosa rolls her eyes.

“Have you talked to y/n lately?” Rosa asks, and Jake shakes his head, hoping Rosa doesn’t notice the faint blush that lights up his cheeks at the mere mention of your name.

“No, Rosa, who do you think I am? That’s way too forward.” Jake scoffs, before his expression turns serious. It’s been a little over a week since your interaction, and he looks at Rosa before continuing, “Unless you don’t think it’s too forward. Should I text them?”

Rosa resists the urge to punch Jake’s arm, and she deadpans, “Talked to them about the case, Jake, not for a date.”

“Right.” Jake nods, clearly flustered, and Rosa rolls her eyes again. Wiping his slightly sweaty palms on his jeans, Jake corrects himself, “No, I haven’t talked to y/n.”

Rosa leans her elbows forward on the desk. “I think we should call them in again. You know, see if there’s anything we can get out of them. Kind it seems like they’re the only lead we have.”

“You don’t still suspect them, do you?” Jake asks, eyebrows furrowing, and he lets out a sigh as Rosa shrugs. Shaking his head, Jake insists, “I really don’t think it’s them, Rosa.”

“Jake…” Rosa starts, shooting him a look, and Jake quickly waves his hand, brushing her off as he already knows what’s coming next.

“Alright, I’ll reach out to them, see if there’s anything more they can tell us.” Jake reluctantly says, and Rosa nods. Pointing back at the computer, Jake asks, “Does this mean I can stop watching these boring videos?”

“Fine.” Rosa grumbles, angling the laptop towards herself as Jake grins. He grabs his jacket hanging off the back of his chair, and he sneaks one last glance at the grainy video before darting out the room. He pauses, his eyes narrowing, and he points at the screen.

“Wait, what’s that?” Jake points at the corner of the video, where a figure rushes down the street. Rosa squints, and she pauses the video for Jake to get a better look. His eyes widen, and his expression pales slightly, and he asks, “What time was this footage from?”

“Five in the morning.” Rosa replies, checking the timestamp. Looking up at Jake, she asks, “Why? What is it?”

“Nothing.” Jake hurriedly remarks, and Rosa frowns. Before she can demand an answer from Jake, he’s already rushed out of the break room, swiftly exiting the bullpen as he dodges Terry on his way out.

It’s not nothing, but Jake knows he can’t tell Rosa that. Not when the figure in the video was wearing a distinctive denim jacket with planets stitched on the back.

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babytsum · 3 years

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like you hate me (s. kiyoomi)

you and kiyoomi don't really get along.

word count: 1.3k

warnings: nsfw, smut, sub!sakusa, car sex, overstim, dacryphilia, impact play (getting slapped in the face), the tip?? idk if that's a warning, super unorganized plot? there's a gap between the two parts, unedited

"i just don't see why you two can't get along."

atsumu sat across from you, his tie slightly loosened, his blazer gone, and hair slightly messy. it was typical, he couldn't last more than an hour in formal clothing. you gave him a blank stare back while you downed a glass of wine. it left a bitter taste in your mouth, but it was the only tolerable liquor available.

"i mean both of you hate me, but you love me," he continued as you tried to suppress your giggles, "you're pretty clean. i just don't get it at all."

you took a peak at his dark curly haired teammate. hinata and bokuto had always been welcoming and warm towards you, often appreciating the extra snacks you made when visiting atsumu. sakusa on the other hand, well, he was cold.

and it had been like that since high school.

komori was always a friendly face you looked forward to seeing every year at nationals. he was kind, never failing to make friendly post game conversations with you and atsumu. of course, he always had a dark cloud trailing behind him. one that was in the form of a certain curly haired spiker. of course, atsumu's annoyingly warm personality still penetrated the walls sakusa built.

you just didn't understand what you did to deserve his blunt, snarky remarks. the amount of times you've had to make it clear that you weren't flirting with komori annoyed you to no end and his attitude towards your touchy relationship with your friends was unnecessary. it's not like you ever tried to get near him anyways.

"i don't know, tsumu," you looked back at the faux blonde in front of you, "he just always has this nasty attitude towards me."

"you're not special." he mumbled with a frown.

you reached over to fluff up your 'date's' hair while he closed his eyes and laid his head against his arm. both of you reminisced about high school, recalling osamu's schoolboy crush on you and suna's fight videos. as more people left the venue, you two eventually had louder conversations, talking about anything and everything.

the dark cloud came nearer to the both of you, atsumu greeting him with a smile while his stoic expression remained unchanged. his mask was long gone, the venue nearly empty except for a few remaining people.

"we still have practice tomorrow, atsumu."

"i know, i know."

"you can't stay late and fuck around with (y/n), alright? don't waste your time."

your fists clenched as you resisted to the urge to not punch sakusa then and there.

"well, maybe he does want to fuck around once in awhile right, tsumu?"

he nodded out of nervousness and fear for your next move.

"good."

"you're fucking filthy."

"you're the one who pulled me in here, you dick!"

his hand harshly connected with your face and you gasped at the sudden stinging pain. there was no fucking way this fucker slapped you.

"what the fuck is your problem?"

you pushed sakusa away from you, his head hitting the ceiling of the car that was barely able to fit him. he's shocked, you can tell by the way his eyes widen right before you grab his throat, squeezing the sides of his neck.

"sit properly."

he obeys your request, readjusting himself until he was comfortable in the backseat. you sit yourself on his lap, his face inches away from yours, maintaining your grip on the sides of his neck. he's silent, eyes glazed over.

"open you mouth, you bitch."

sakusa obliges and a glob of saliva spills from your lips onto his tongue. he's frozen, the action rendering him speechless. in his head, it was always his saliva tainting your cute little mouth, it was always his harsh words, his hands around your neck.

"i-i'm sorry."

"sorry about what, kiyo?" you asked innocently, a fake pout on your lips, "sorry about ruining my date with tsumu?"

"y-yes."

"are you that fucking pathetic, huh?"

you squeeze tighter, his cock noticeably straining against the fabric of his pants. you let go and he sighs in relief as you free his cock. it slaps against his slightly exposed belly and he's long, thick, and the tip is already drooling. you could let him fuck you until you couldn't speak. you could take his length into your mouth. you could take him inside your aching pussy.

or not.

"don't even think about fucking moving, kiyo. i'll leave you here if you do."

you opt to sink down until the tip of his cock is just barely inside. the movement of your hips is languid, enough for your oversensitive cunt, but not quite enough for sakusa. he wants to fill you up, have you under him and begging for him to fuck you until you can't walk. he wants to grab your waist, force you up and down his cock almost as if you were a toy. and he tries, he grabs your waist and he sinks your body down onto his fat cock with no time to stretch you out. despite the arousal that stained your panties earlier, you're still painfully tight.

"what the fuck did i say, kiyo?"

he holds his head low, slightly ashamed. all he wanted to do was fill you up, make you feel good. of course, he had to ruin it.

"you said no moving."

"and what did you do?"

"i moved," this time, it's him looking down at you with dark eyes, "what are you gonna do about it?"

the smirk that's plastered on sakusa's face only enrages you even more, but it's wiped away when your hand connects with his cheek.

sakusa flushes red in embarrassment when you line yourself up with his length and he lets out a painful groan. you're so close and he's already coated in your juices. he wanted more, wanted to feel your velvet pussy clamping around him.

"only the tip, you brat."

fuck.

he needed to cum. you can tell by the way his face drops at your command, but sakusa should have enough self control by now. your knees are on either side of his lap and they hurt, they hurt so much, but it was worth it to see him like this.

he thrusts upwards, the oversensitive tip rubbing against your aching cunny. he's desperate, you can tell from the pace he sets, the whines that leave his lips, and though you'd much rather prefer to have him inside you, tears are spilling from his eyes.

"you look so much prettier when you're crying, kiyo."

you look down and white cum drips from the tip of his cock. when you look back at him, his eyes are glossy, his cheeks are rosy, and his face is contorted in concentration. he wants to cum. he needs to cum.

kiyoomi's cock twitches and you can tell he's close.

"please."

you know exactly what he wants. without warning, you sink down as he paints your insides white. another groan leaves his mouth, but you're not about to leave this car without satisfying yourself.

so you bounce on his oversensitive cock, maintaining a fast pace as he stretches you out nicely. your lips meet his neck, sucking until a purple bruise forms. at this point, tears are pouring from his and he's whimpering.

"shut up, bitch."

you grab the sides of kiyoomi's throat once again until you can hear the heavy inhales he makes through his nose. he doesn't think he can cum again, but you're gushing all over him. his fingers play with your clit and you clamp down tighter around him, his throbbing cock almost being crushed by your walls.

lewd sounds of your creamy cunt fill the car as you fasten your pace, desperately chasing your high. your tight cunny is sucking him and he can't do anything about it. you're clenching hard, milking him for all he's worth and he lets out a pretty sob.

you slump down on his chest, his cock still inside you. his head is thrown back, eyes closed, and you leave a small kiss at the corner of his lips.

"good boy."

#sakusa kiyoomi x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi imagine #kiyoomi sakusa imagine #sakusa imagine #sakusa kiyoomi smut #sakusa kiyoomi scenarios #kiyoomi sakusa smut #sakusa x y/n #sakusa x you #sakusa smut #🍓.horny #🍓.writes

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mypoisonedvine · 3 years

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First Chanukah Together (Night 3) | Ari Levinson x reader

you don’t have to read the other nights to keep up with the ‘plot’ (or lack thereof) but just in case here are night 1 and night 2!

summary: ari takes you ice skating and you both enjoy the sights and sounds of the season. perhaps a little too much.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: some flirting and teasing, technically implied smut?, and the most subtle, gentle reference to power dynamics but nothing too spicy, mainly just fluff. possible alcohol reference since wassail is sometimes served with alcohol?

a/n: this is not important to the story at all but I imagine Ari’s winter outfit as Ransom’s infamous cable-knit sweater, brown coat and colorful scarf. idk why but the idea of soft baby Ari dressed like that gets me all kinds of excited lmao

“I’m gonna fall!” you screamed as you swung your arms wildly to try to keep your balance.

“No you’re not,” he encouraged as he kept his arms out to catch you, “I’m right here, you’ll be fine.”

Turns out balancing on two thin blades on a hard, cold surface of ice is really hard. Ari was a good teacher, and unendingly patient, but you were still beyond terrified. Stealing a glance at the girl skating past you, it was hard not to be jealous of her speed, her control, the quick little jump and spin she did as if it were nothing. She looked so at home on the ice— and so did Ari, who looked way too good with that brown coat and brightly-patterned scarf, the one you’d gotten for him for his birthday a while back. If there had ever been a time you wished you could grow your own beard, it would be now, because it looked like it kept his smile real warm. You’d have to settle for snuggling up to his for the time being, though.

“Come on, just skate over to me,” he waved you forward as he started to move back. Annoyingly, he continued moving back as you hesitantly pushed forward.

“Stop moving!” you whined. “You keep getting further away!”

“Just keep going, you’re doing great,” he assured. You weren’t sure that was true, considering how wobbly your legs were the whole time. But, just as you slipped and started to topple, he suddenly appeared and caught you. He made it seem like your weight was nothing to him, even on ice, and it was so distracting as you braced yourself on his arm.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, finding your balance enough for him to let go of you (although you wished he wouldn’t).

It took you a bit of practice, but eventually you found your footing and managed to skate around the rink a few times. You still didn’t dare to stray too far from the wall, lest you need to reach out and grab it suddenly, but you did your best. Ari stayed with you, occasionally grabbing your mitten-wrapped hand and squeezing it.

Once you had found your rhythm, you instantly found your competitive spirit as well, skating faster than him with a raised eyebrow of challenge. He took you on, only to skip his blades on a chunk of ice and fall. It didn’t look that bad, which meant you felt mostly comfortable mocking him.

“Oh, what’s this?” you grinned as you looked down at him, his long hair splayed out on the ice as he smiled up at you. “The student has become the master, it seems. Gotta watch where you’re skating, champ.”

“Just help me up, will you?” he requested with an extended up.

“Ari, you’re like 200 pounds. I can’t help you up normally, let alone when I’m on skates,” you frowned. “Looks like you’re on your own.”

“Wait!” he called out as you skated away, though he was laughing so you knew it wasn’t that serious. Besides, he got his chance for revenge just a few minutes later when he caught up to you, grabbing you as he skated past and roughly slammed your body into the wall with his. The wind was knocked out of you for a brief moment as he smiled down at you, leaning to whisper against your ear. “Not to be too literal, but you’re cold as ice.”

“Ari,” you giggled breathlessly as he kissed your earlobe, and your jaw, moving lower slowly but surely, “we’re in public… people are looking at us.” And though it wasn’t a lot, you were right; a few other skaters were definitely giving the two of you funny looks as he held you tighter.

“They were looking when you left your poor boyfriend out on the ice by himself, you didn’t seem to mind. Can’t have them thinking I’m some kind of pansy getting bossed around by his girl, now can we?”

Generally, Ari was more progressive than most in terms of gender equality in a relationship. That said, he certainly had his moods where he reminded you just how badly you needed him and how thoroughly you belonged to him; and, in turn, he had his moods where he reminded you that he was totally and completely yours, so it wasn’t unfair.

Fairness was the last thing on your mind, though, as he started to lightly suck on your neck, his beard scratching you in that ticklish and addictive way.

“Ari,” you whined as you pushed him off of you, finally getting through to him, “I’m sorry I left you when you fell, alright? I’ll make it up to you—”

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk.

“— later.”

He seemed disappointed by the prospect of waiting, yet confident in what his reward would be. “Hmm, I think I’m gonna get lucky tonight,” he grinned.

“Yeah, we’ll see,” you rolled your eyes, suppressing a smirk of your own.

It took a second to readjust to walking on the ground rather than skating on ice, but after that you two were on your way as you strolled through the bustling city, the night brighter than ever with lights on every tree and lamp post. Ari had said to you a few days ago that he didn’t mind the way the city transformed for Christmas, nor did he feel excluded by it. He was quick to point out, after all, that the Festival of Lights was perfectly complemented by Christmas lights, even if the intentions were different. Now that you had heard it from him, you did appreciate the ways that the two overlapped. A lot of the best things about Chanukah, in your mind, were just the things that made wintertime so great— and Christmas was sort of the same way for a lot of people, too.

People bundled up in coats, families walking together, shoppers searching for last-minute gifts for their friends, couples holding hands and sharing chaste kisses as their breath fogged in the air. It was all very Norman Rockwell, and it made you smile as you hugged onto Ari’s arm.

“Want some cocoa?” he offered as the two of you passed a stall selling hot drinks. Just as you contemplated that, you noticed that wassail was also on the menu.

“Ooh, wassail!” you piped up. “Ever had it before?”

“I don’t think so,” he furrowed his brow.

“Try some, it’s delicious,” you encouraged him. He shrugged and agreed, ordering a cup of wassail for each of you and forking over some bills and coins to pay the vendor. It came right from a big steel kettle of the fire, ladled into the cups individually as the amber liquid steamed in the cold. With a quick thank you to your boyfriend for buying your drink and a mumbled ‘cheers,’ you each took a sip of your drinks. You smiled as the sweet, spicy flavors poured over your tongue and warmed your chest from the inside out.

“It’s good,” he announced as he swallowed his first taste, nodding to you approvingly. “Do you wanna finish this and then head home?”

“You’re just eager for me to make it up to you,” you remembered with a grin.

“Yes, and I bet you’re eager to make it up to me, too,” he countered.

“Yup,” you agreed, chugging the rest of your drink and tossing the empty cup in a bin. “Let’s go home.”

“Taxi!” Ari yelled as he waved into the street.

#ari levinson x reader #ari levinson fluff #ari levinson x you #ari levinson x y/n

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katyobsesses · 3 years

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I've decided to do that fic ask thing that's been floating around even though I haven't been tagged <3

how many works do you have on AO3?

22... apparently? three of those are fic book covers though.

what’s your total AO3 word count?

139,883 words

how many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

On AO3? 3. In general? 4 or 5 i think? I currently write for Glee and Marvel on my AO3 (there's also one Yuri On Ice fic) and I've previously written (and published) for Harry Potter on FF.Net. I do also have a few outlines/ideas for Merlin fics floating around my google docs but I've never posted any, and I used to write Twilight fics back in the day.

what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down) Book Cover with 222 kudos (Marvel published 2016) --A book cover for a popular Stucky fic

A Punch In The Face with 101 kudos (Marvel published 2014) --A Young Avengers drabble of sorts, Teddy/Billy meet cute

Express Your Love with 81 kudos (Marvel published 2014) --I cannot remember what this is, I think it's Stony? Something about Tony never saying 'I Love You' to steve but instead showing his love through actions?

In A Previous Life with 77 kudos (Marvel published 2014) --A drabble of sorts. Billy and Tommy talk to Wanda about their life with her before they were reincarnated.

Putting a Punching Bag in the Workshop was Tony's Best Idea Ever with 64 kudos (Marvel published 2014) --Basically what it says on the tin. Stony. Tony is distracted by Steve's arse as he boxes.

Annoyingly these are all fics I'm not that proud of, but they're older so the kudos amounts make sense i guess 🙄 the next most Kudos'd is one I am proud of though - “You took EVERYTHING from me.” with 58 Kudos (2019) - Basically a little oneshot of what I thought could have happened in the 5 years everyone was dusted and how I thought they might have introduced Billy and Tommy into the MCU, it was going to create a whole 'verse but then we got confirmation on things like Kate Bishop and Cassie Lang and Spiderman Far From Home came out and I dropped the ideas. But I still like this fic.

do you respond to comments, why or why not?

most of the time, yes, though sometimes I leave them sitting for too long and then feel awkward about replying to them and i don't (*cough* most of my comments on WTNY(ibwfy) *cough*)

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

probably In Paris With You which I'd forgotten about until scrolling through my fics! I wrote this, orginally, way back in like... 2011 based on a poem of the same name that got stuck in my head as i studied it for my English GCSE. but it's been updated and changed like 3 times since then.

Also my fic As long as I'm here as I am, so are you is rather angsty. Basically Kurt is listening to Ben Platt's album Sing to Me Instead and one song reminds him of Finn. (because it reminded me of them)

do you write crossovers? if so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

I've never written a crossover, though I think I once toyed around with some sort of Harry Potter crossover that never made the light of day, I can't remember what it was with though... maybe Merlin?

have you ever received hate on a fic?

not on AO3! But I did have someone call my OC in One More New Direction a Mary Sue on FF.net which wasn't nice, and someone else said they hated my characterisation of Mercedes in a chapter which was weird because Mercedes wasn't even in the chapter it was just my OC talking about her and her impression of her.

do you write smut? if so what kind?

I've tried, multiple times, in my 10+ years of fic writing, but i just can't do it. Maybe it's because I'm Asexual? it just always feels weird even after I've read smut as, like, revision. I feel like a lot of the characters are, like, ace by proxy because i don't know how to write characters being motivated by sex.

have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope! Not that I know of anyway

have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

not that I remember? I vaguely remember being a Beta for someone like 10 years ago though.

what’s your all time favourite ship?

I honestly don't know! I've definately written mostly Klaine, but I'm such a multishipper that I have no clue. I'm really loving writing Hevans rn mostly because we are lacking Hevans content which is criminal. actually, fun fact, my fic Welcome To New York (it's been waiting for you) was originally going to be Klaine, but as i was writing the outline I fell back into the Hevans hole and decided to switch it up. I'm glad i did because it would have gotten nowhere as a Klaine fic!

what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

If i don't think I'll finish something I don't post it. I have a graveyard of fics half drafted.

what are your writing strengths?

I honestly don't know. I like writing dialogue and I know I'm good at portraying something with a small amount of words but you'll have to ask my readers 😊 (in fact, if you've read my stuff please let me know what you think my strengths are! I'm honestly curious!)

what are your writing weaknesses?

I'm terrible at stretching a scene into something bigger if it warrents it. Like i said I'm good at portraying something with few words but sometimes I feel like that throws the pacing off. I use a lot of paragraphs because of that, to make the reader pause and reflect until the next line or to show that the character is pausing and reflecting. idk man. I also hate writing dates, which is annoying because WYNY(ibwfy) is mostly dates. I've been on one in my life and it was shit so i have no idea how to write one lol.

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I think that, unless you don't want the reader to know what is being said or the words used are obvious in context, that you should write it in english EG: --"Merci!" Kurt said.-- is fine but if you want to write something longer I would do something like --"hello my name is Kurt Hummel and I love scarfs" Kurt said in french-- or something, it depends on the context.

Actually, going back to In Paris With You. Kurt is french in that, and it's from Blaine's POV so when Kurt speaks french it's in french with Blaine translating what he can in the narration. He's not meant to be able to understand Kurt perfectly, so the audience doesn't either. But if I was writing, say, Kurt and Sebastian talking to each other in French from Kurt's POV I'd write it in english so that audience can also understand that Kurt understands.

(does that make sense?)

what was the first fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter. definately Harry Potter! It was how i got into fanfiction, and how i got into glee <3 JKR is a horrible person, but her books - and especially the fandom surrounding them - mean a lot to me.

what’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

I have no idea. I'm really liking my Love and Friendship series right now, and I love One More New Direction because it got me through - is getting me through - this crazy couple of years. so probably them? I also really love (that makes you) The Scarlet Witch which is kind of like a character analysis of Wanda that I wrote after watching WandaVision.

#long post #katy writes #katywrites #fanfiction #glee #mcu #marvel #harry potter #ao3 #me

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sevengraces · 3 years

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This Wouldn't Happen If You Would Communicate With Each Other pt. 1

As the title suggests, Patton and Logan try very hard to induce a conversation between Roman and Virgil and they both fight it kicking and screaming. Talking out your issues at any time other than four am is for losers anyways.

Hello! This should be about three parts, I'll try to post every day so it's up by the weekend. TW: Panic Attack (like right out the gate) Swearing Self Hate Illusions to Suicide (idk virgil ducked out so like?) That should be all, if you like it feel free to scream at me if the void is busy (: The first chapter is shorter than the rest so be forewarned. Can you tell Virgil is my comfort character?

Link to AO3, You Are Here, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 Title Card

Chapter One: I Have Had Three Panic Attacks This Week, It is Tuesday

Virgil was totally and absolutely fucked.

Trying to Duck Out was the stupidest thing he had ever done and when it inevitably crashed and burned Virgil would have the satisfaction of knowing that he had predicted it, even though it was his own fault.

That’s what he had been thinking for the past fifteen minutes on repeat with little to no coherent thought besides a long string of swears.

He hadn’t been trying to get attention or acceptance or whatever else when he did it, honestly he had just realized the truth, that he wasn’t needed and he was being selfish subjecting Thomas and the other sides to his presence.

That hurt to think, huh? Because wasn’t that exactly what he was doing now except ten times worse because they would feel too guilty to tell him to fuck off.

Virgil clearly wouldn’t be getting enough sleep tonight, because oh that’s right, he didn’t even have enough self control to make his moral and emotional crisis wait until a more reasonable hour than 2:30 in the morning. Although calling this two thirty disaster anything other than a sleep deprivation and self loathing fueled panic attack would be far more generous than he usually was to himself, so he vaguely considered trying to calm down.

Of course the moment he began counting that annoyingly honest voice in his head (Did it count as a voice in his head if he was a figment?) chimed in with it’s stupid little words.

“You know you deserve this, ” it howled, sounding uncomfortably like Roman’s laughter that typically sent him fleeing the commons.

“Why would you do this to us, ” it cried, a little too close to Patton's tears for comfort, leaving him filled with aching guilt.

“You aren’t being helpful ,” it stated, with that calm assurance that only Logan can bring, gutting him of his sole motivation.

Soon enough he was hyperventilating with his back against the wall. His lungs were collapsing, he was sure of it. Virgil didn’t even have enough air to berate himself, which was saying something.

He wasn’t sure when he had brought his hands to his head but he knew he was pulling on his hair. Which although it definitely wasn’t the healthiest coping mechanism it did ground him just enough to inhale.

“In,” Virgil sucked in a harsh breath.

“Out,” Virgil huffed out a heavy gasp.

On and on this cycle repeated until he had garnered some semblance of balance. With his air intake evened out Virgil was just tired now, which is good for 3:45 in the morning but not great for the now glaringly obvious need for food and water.

Virgil spent an indeterminate amount of time staring at the wall before he finally stood and headed down towards the kitchen. He wasn’t exactly sure what time it was but he knew it was early enough that he should have free reign of the kitchen and common area. So phone in hand and earbuds in his pocket Virgil crept down the hallway past Patton’s room, holding his breath the whole time. He didn’t hear anything once he passed Morality’s door so he continued on towards Logan’s room. He paused right before the logical side’s room, hidden in the natural shadows of the hallway. He listened for far too long to be normal before moving on with the stairs in sight.

Although freedom was right there Virgil knew better than to throw caution to the wind. He hesitated a good two feet before Roman’s room and looked at the crack between the door and the entrance way.

The creative trait’s light was on. Virgil felt a shot of panic, which nearly sent him sprinting towards his own safe haven before he took a moment and thought.

Roman was prone to passing out in creative bursts, leaving whatever he was doing and anything he had turned on out and running. Which definitely couldn’t be healthy for him or Thomas, but it wasn’t like he could do anything about it. Plus, he thought, if the light was on in Roman’s room that means he’s in there and not downstairs, which was the most important part of his late night excursion.

So, with his mind made up, Virgil snuck downstairs with an and went into the kitchen.

Virgil sighed, relief heavy throughout the entire breath, he was in the clear. He rummaged through the fridge, blinking at the sudden light before grabbing the milk and heading towards the cereal cabinet. He took his time pouring the cereal into the bowl and made sure to stop whenever he thought he heard something. He carefully poured the milk and made sure not to spill anything, before returning the milk and cereal to their respective places.

After Virgil had finished pouring himself a bowl of cereal he hopped up onto the counter and plugged his headphones in, listening to his calming playlist with one ear, and idly listening to the room’s ambient noise with the other.

Virgil wasn’t sure how much time had passed and he didn’t really care. All he knew was that his cereal was finished and lying in the sink. He considered washing and putting away his dishes, but figured it would be too loud. So he remained on the kitchen counter in the dark with his headphones in and music turned low. The uninterrupted semi-peaceful air lulled him into a vague sort of daze.

#thomas sanders virgil #thomas sanders roman #patton sanders #logan sanders #prinxiety #platonic or romantic #hurt/comfort #sanders sides #grace is writing

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justalitlecreacher · 4 years

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I’m here to prove that Andrew Garfield’s portrayal of Spider-man/peter parker in The Amazing Spider-Man is objectively the best love action adaptation of the character. In this essay I will....(yes this is really happening)

Edit: 10/20/20- i want to indulge myself in spiderman content but finding non mcu spiderman content is exhausting so imma update this instead

TL;DR

Andrew Garfield is my favorite of the 3 Spider-Man actors. TAS’s Peter is more fun and dynamic than the cookie cutter “shy introverted nerd that has a crush on a girl who’s way out of his league” Peter in Tobey Maguire’s movies. I enjoy Tom Holland’s portrayal of the character, but hate the way Disney has written the movies. I enjoy the characters, plot, and humor of The Amazing Spider-Man far more than the other 2, and i deeply wish we had gotten the third movie with the canon BIder-Man of Andrew’s (and my) dreams.

[DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NOT SEEN THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN 2 OR ANY MCU SPIDERMAN MOVIES OUTSIDE OF CLIPS AND REVIEWS ITS ALSO BEEN A VERY HOT MINUTE SINCE IVE SEEN A TOBEY MAGUIRE MOVIE]

Characterization

Most arguments against Andrew Garfield’s Spidey( AG’s from now on) begin and ends with “he was a good Spider-Man but a bad Peter Parker”. This references an outdated post comparing all three Spidey actors.(Id attach the image here but i dont want the post to be too long(thats a lie this is so long what am i doing with my life)) The post also claims that Tobey played a good Peter and a poor Spidey; and that Tom is good at both “roles”.(Honestly I think it seems silly that this seems obey the “third time’s the charm” rule but thats just me). Most people using this seem to be Tobey stans who have forgotten or ignored the rest of the post funnily enough, but the ones that go further into the WHY AG is a poor Peter are also incorrect. This argument also ignores the idea that there can be more than one version of Peter Parker which is blatantly incorrect. Just look at Into the Spiderverse or the PS4 game; these provide 4(5 if you count the pig) versions of Peter themselves, and that doesnt even include the comics.

Arguments that go further in depth claim that the AS Peter is too cool or well liked by his peer to be a “true” Peter Parker. The evidence for this seems to be that Peter has a skateboard.(which what? didnt realize that having a skateboard would instantly make you cool brb guys). Adding to that i dont really see where people get the idea that Peter is popular or well liked. While looking for complaints i found this qutoe from reddit(theyve since deleted it looks like but i’ll add a link in the notes) “He's angsty, pretty socially awkward, has an aptitude for science, and is kind of an outsider. He gets bullied by Flash and he gets his ass kicked after trying to stand up to Flash. He isn't a "cool" person in any way (until the ending, in which he's best buds with Flash, so I'll give you that). While Maguire is more accurate to the 60s comics where Peter in high school is just a fucking loser with basically no friends, in the ultimate comics, Peter is more of the kid who has a small amount of friends, but isn't popular.”. Honesty i fully agree with this because once again, other versions of a character are allowed to exist. You can dislike one version, but its silly to dislike something for not being exactly like another thing.

Ive also heard that Peter isnt “nerdy enough” in this movie which really doesnt make any sense considering the entire plot happens because Peter was looking into some of his parents’ research. If he wasn't interested in looking further into his father’s work what reason would he have to go to Oscorp where he’s bitten by the spider? Why would he have become Dr. Conner’s assistant? If he wasn’t intelligent how did he develop the web shooters?(something that Tobey!Peter doesn't have to do out of plot convenience might i add).

Another complaint i see is that the quips he uses in the movie(the first one specifically it seems) makes him seem like an asshole. Honestly thats a fair complaint, but i think its a good bit of characterization; espcially if he does get better about it in the second movie like the internet suggests.The Peter in this movie is a rightfully angsty teen; of course he acts a bit of an ass to criminals(also i feel like its important to mention that he’s like that to criminals? its not like hes being a dick for no reason).

Compare this with the Tobey Maguire(TM) movies. Like i said i haven’t seen these in awhile but as far as i’m aware TM’s Peter doesn't really do anything particularly nerdy in the film? I may have forgotten something( ok in the scene before he gets bitten he knows a cool spider fact) but he doesn’t have to invent the web-shooters because they came with his powers and he’s only at Oscorp in the first place because it’s a school field trip that he appears to be taking photos for. This Peter does fit the definition of outcast(friendless and bullied for it), but honestly i just dont like him. He’s weird and something about the character makes me feel like i should be a little grossed out every time he looks at MJ at the beginning of the movie.

I honestly don’t have any complaints for Tom Holland’s(TH’s)Spidey. Tom is a great actor and from what ive seen i enjoy his portrayal of the character.( He made me cry when i character i actively dislike died).

Story

I cant really say much for TAS story. It’s interesting but nothing special really. However, there is one scene that i don’t think i’ve seen anything like since( the closest would probably be the train scene in the original trilogy).

The crane scene. Early in the film Peter saves a boy from a car that has fallen off of a bridge, and at the end of the movie this becomes relevant again when it is uncertain that Peter will be able to get to the lizard to stop him in time.(as Peter is already injured and pretty far from the lizard’s location). The boy’s father is then revealed to be a construction worker who recognizes that Spider-man is going to need help to get to the lizard; he remembers how Spider-Man saved his son and organizes the rest of the construction workers to build a path out of crane arms for SM to swing from. All of them are putting themselves in danger by not evacuating, but SM’s actions in the first act of the film motivate them to do what’s right.

I love this scene primarily because it highlights something that i think is a really important part of Spider-Man’s character; his connection to the people he saves. SM is often shown interacting with and chatting with the people he has saved after the fact. One comic shows Peter accidentally scaring some bullies and then taking the time to ride the bus to school with them to continue their conversation and educate the students on bullying.( There’s definitely more but this is off the top of my head).

Another scene in TAS that i love is shortly before the crane scene when Peter is originally attempting to make his way across the city to stop the lizard, and he is shot down by the police. They manage to unmask him before Peter comes to his senses( he had just been shot and fallen pretty far out of the sky in his defense). From there Peter is able to deal with the police while keeping any of them from getting a good look at his face. The one cop he cant take out happens to be Gwen Stacey’s father who had previously had an argument with Peter about Spider-Man(Peter obviously on SM’s side and Mr. Stacey against SM). Peter turns and allows Captain(?) Stacey to see his face. I believe that this is an example of an unwilling identity reveal done right. i really enjoyed this moment because Peter had just shown that he likely could have gotten out of this encounter with his identity in tact as he had just taken down however many men. This implies that it was an active choice on Peter’s end to trust that Captain Stacey would ultimately do the right thing and allow Peter to go fight the Lizard, rather than a final desperate attempt to get away unscathed. Whether or not this interpretation of the scene is correct or not it still gives the character a bit more agency than some versions have done with their identity reveals.

In Spider-Man 2 Peter starts to lose his powers because he’s having internal conflict about wether or not he should be Spider-Man. Honestly thats kinda neat and i might want to give that a rewatch. As for the one i have seen i don’t have any complaints. I do however prefer the way that Peter was bitten in TAS because it was a result of him poking around where he shouldn’t’ve been rather than him just happening to be standing in the right place for a spider to land on him.

Onto TH’s movies; the way Disney has treated Spidey in the MCU is why TH’s is my least favorite version of the character. I feel like too much of the story revolves around Iron Man; Iron Man made Peter’s suit and equipment, Iron Man introduces Peter to the MCU(via blackmail but thats another rant for another annoyingly long post), its Iron Man that “makes” Spidey in this universe rather than Spidey being self-made. In Homecoming(which remember i havent seen outside of clips so bear with me) most of the conflict is cause directly or indirectly by Tony’s refusal or inabilty to communicate with the teenager he’s meant to be mentoring

For one the entire incident with the ferry could have very easily been avoided had Tony bothered to communicate with Peter enough to tell him that the situation was being taken care of. On top of that at the moive’s climax Peter is shown trying to get in contact with Happy(from what ive picked up isnt he a chauffeur? like idk his deal i just know he’s someone Peter got pawned off onto after Civil War). Peter even goes as far as to somehow hack into Happy’s phone(i think thats what happened it was a weird tech thing that shouldve been a red flag that the call was important though) but instead of listening; Peter is ignored. If this was a different kind of movie Peter literally could have died and itd be the fault of Happy and Tony like..... A large portion of conflict comes from characters being incompetent and not communicating and thats just poor storytelling.

Before this turns too much into an anti mcu rant id also like to say that the way they did Civil War was really dumb considering that Peter defects to Cap’s side in the comics, but whatever.

Also i loathe the way they handled the identity reveal at the end of Far From Home. With MCU movies most people know to expect an end credits scene by now, but typically that scene is not important to understand what’s happening in the films; they just aren’t important. Putting an identity reveal here makes it seem significantly less important than it is. On top of that i dislike their use of J Jonah Jameson for this scene.

JJJ is a character who has been repeatedly shown to have a genuinely good heart. All of his anger comes from a place of love for his city(he even says this hemself in the ps4 game when May writes in to tell him that he needs help). He hates Spider-Man because SM reminds him of the masked man who killed his wife; JJJ has never been able to get past that( and Peter’s antagonism of him definitely doesnt help) However, JJJ has been shown to care for people; he has a son who he often brags about, and one comic shows that JJJ is paying Peter for “amateur” quality photos because he knows that Peter is having a hard time and “just need some help”. JJJ has even learned Peter’s identity before and kept his secret for him(seriously though i cant remember the name of the comic but its defiantly worth the read), and in the original trilogy when Goblin threatens JJJ he claims that he doesn’t know who sends in the photos of Spidey because he does it via email( this is a lie). The MCU will have a very difficult time convincing me that JJJ would ever out a teenager’s identity and put him in danger like that. It goes too far against his character.(this could be hypocritical of me to say considering how i just insisted that multiple versions of a character can exist but whatever ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

This is accidentally turning into an MCU rant but id also like to say that i hate the lack of a TH!Spidey origin movie because it gives you no motivaion for Peter becoming SM or explanation of his powers; most people will know these things but if youre unfamiliar with the character its bound to be confusing(and im a sucker for origin movies)

#long post #spiderman #andrew garfield #The Amazing Spider Man #mcu crit #j jonah jameson #can you tell i care a lot?#cause i do #rant #ramble #this was not proofred #like at all #see theres a typo in that tag!#i would apologize but im not sorry

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midnighthyuck · 4 years

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Beautiful | jungwoo!au

summary: you were working on a photoshoot with your university team, in the meanwhile, jungwoo has to dress up as a girl to help his sister.

words: 2.600 (sorry bout that)

pairing: you & jungwoo

a/n: pretty sweet. also, sorry about any mistakes, english is not my native language. it’s not that good idk? but it would be a shame deleting it all without giving a try. promise next time will be better.

requests are open!

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Two hours. That was the amount of time you had already spent trying to convince your senior that purple lights wouldn’t look as good as blue ones. The scenario was all set up but the lights still annoyed you. He had been working with photoshoots before you, period. He had plenty of works highly well recognized by all teachers in photography faculty, period. Yet, purple didn’t feel right.

Tired of hearing your annoying complains he decided to give it a try. It ended up with you being congratulated by your ‘unceasing persistence’ and happy with the finally blue studio. He was good, but you also were. Being on top of the class was the main reason you were the only sophomore in the wise room.

Once done with the lighting discussion you decided to take a look on the models. It was not your first time on a shooting like that so you had plenty knowledge of how the girls get stressed and sensitive right before the show. Most of them you’d never seen before and was pretty much sure you wouldn’t be seeing again anytime soon, still you made sure to bring them some fruits and cool water.

‘’You all look stunning! Definitely the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen’’ you genuinely smiled at them. That was your job, making them feel at ease, instead of freaking them out like Doyoung would be doing in a few minutes.

He wasn’t a bad guy, but the amount of overwork he had been dealing with in the past few months may have helped him to become this ‘fast mood shifting’ weapon. Or you might just think it because you are two opposites. Doyoung doesn’t know how to behave when it comes about girls. Also don’t you when it comes about boys.

“There’s one missing’’ Ten made himself noticeable, handing you the paperwork.

“It’s fine, we still got a few minutes.’’ you tried to stay calm, although you knew Doyoung would be shouting at you once the shoot started and one of his ‘girls’ was missing. ‘’I’ll go grab some coffee for us. Make sure Doyoung doesn’t freak out.’’

“I will try.’’ It’s all you get back when you’re already reaching the elevator.

In the meanwhile, Jungwoo was in denial.

“No.” was all he said.

“No, you don’t get me.” Junghah, the older sister, insisted. “I need you to be there for me. The director will fucking kill me. Also, what if I never get a job like this again?”

“You should be there, not me!” his voice still sounded awfully adorable, despite the loudness.

“I know! Do you think I’m like this cause I want to? Huh?” Junghah’s voice made itself louder than expected thanks to the eco. She had been in the bathroom for the whole day long. It had been four hours already. “Even if I manage to get out of here, I don’t think I can stay away for too long, you understand?”

Jungwoo was too good, even he suspected of it, but everything must have a limit. He thought about the uncountable number of times he’d helped his older sister until the very moment. Combing her hair when she broke her arm. Dumping her ex-boyfriend for her cause she wouldn’t be able to handle his crying face. Not to mention all the times he had lied to their mom in order to help her sneak out of the house to go out.

He knew that dressing up as a girl and showing up in a photoshoot wasn’t the best decision at all. “Pretty please.’’ and that was it.

With that simple sentence she had him all over her shoes.

Jungwoo was way too good.

[…]

“Hold on, please!” you let the air in your lungs come out as a demand, running to the metal door a few steps away from you while managing to keep both ice americanos in your hands inside its cups, instead of dripping all over the elevator’s floor. “Thank you.” you mumble once in, trying to fix the harsh first impression you’d just caused.

A smile was the answer. An awkwardly cute smile coming from an around 5 feet tall girl. She was huge, that was no secret, even compared to the ones waiting for you at the studio, yet something about her felt just to adorable, despite her size. Her long hair fell just right over her shoulder’s, contouring her back with a few other strands over her cheekbones. She was definitely adorable and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Excuse me, are you here for the shooting?”

“Uh, yes!” not only the face was lovely, but also the voice.

You tried to keep your reactions to yourself, but seeing her ears getting red just made you internally jump in joy. “I see. I’m also on it, I mean, not modeling as you can see. I’m in charge of light and photography.’’ you smiled once again when she opened her mouth impressed, getting even more red than before. “Is this your first time?”

“...Is it that obvious?” and once again you found yourself whipped by that extremally cute face.

“Nah, it’s just cause you have very sincere expressions. It’s not bad though.” The conversation could keep on some other time, because in the very next second you’d arrived in the 8th floor.

You, politely, guide the girl to the makeup room and let her there so they could work out on how to make her look like the astonishing (you would call kinda fake looking) woman we see on magazines.

[…]

As you thought Doyoung couldn’t keep his frustrations to himself, but since you were there the models had someone to rely on. Specially the cute one. It was her first time so it took ages for her to feel comfortable enough to pose properly.

You managed to make some good pics before noon arrived, so you’d just sit around and wait until your colleagues were also done. Going out for a few drinks was always one of the best parts of working on projects with them.

While setting up a few things in your head and organizing some paper and equipment, you heard two of your senior laughing. ‘If they can chill, they can also help me get everything done’ your thought while frowning. Finally reaching both guys you could barely remember the names, you were able to hear was seemed to be so funny.

“I don’t know how Doyoung let that thing be on the project. That’s definitely not a girl, dude.”

“I mean, maybe if I was drunk, or blind” both them laugh annoyingly.

“Well, if it is so cool making fun out of people, I guess you guys will die in laughter once you check up on yourselves in the mirror.” you claim entering the place. “Or it might be funnier if your just shut the fuck up and take care of the work you’re here to do.’’

“Yeah, but nobody told me this was a gay parade.” one insisted.

You smile back. “I bet they told you it was a circus. That’s why you keep acting like a fucking clown.”

Before it could get any worse (or better), all the models, now done with their hard work, entered the room laughing in delight once it was over. Except from the tall one, who came in leaving the bathroom right behind you. You frowned in pain. You just wished she didn’t hear all the bullshit those two said.

“Thank you for that.” she told you once you both were the only ones left in the huge studio, since taking the elevator was a kind of process when there were around 14 people in there. And taking the stairs on 8th floor was not an option.

The touch of your hand on hers makes she feels vulnerable, and once again she blushes. “Never mind those assholes. Men are fucking stupid. Are you coming with us for a drink?”

“Uh, not really. I gotta go back to check on my sister.”

“Oh, I see.” and when the elevator finally arrives to get you, you hear her sighing in relief.

“You did well today. I bet we are gonna see each other again anytime. What’s your name anyways?”

“Kim Jungwoo.” she answers back with a wide smile.

“You’re name is as adorable as your face, you know it?” you can’t help but make your thoughts real by telling the truth.

“Oh... Thank you. I don’t get this a lot.”

“But you should. Honestly, you’re the cutest model I’ve ever bumped into. Feel lucky, cause I see plenty of gorgeous girls every once in a while. You’re extremally beautiful.”

“Thank you.” you are amused by the laugh that comes from her. It was just too much of a cute sound. But before you could embarrass yourself in front of her again the door opens, revealing a groups of people waiting for you to follow them to the nearest bar.

You just wave goodbye and wish Jungwoo luck.

[…]

Later that night Jungwoo searched for you online. He wasn’t brave enough to send a request, though. He felt cheesy for being like that, just appreciating your face once again by a picture someone else took. But it was not all about looks. It was about you all. Something just felt warm inside him while watching a stupid video Jaehyun posted on your birthday.

Was it the smile? Was it the cozy voice? He didn’t know for sure, but it made him feel even worse for not being fearless.

He was a coward afterwards.

[…]

You couldn’t bare the pain in your neck anymore, even after trying to stretch or taking pain-killers. You decided to go home for the day, you wouldn’t be much productive editing the pictures with that annoying pinch keeping all your attention for itself.

“Excuse me!” the sweet voice reached your ears when you were just about to leave the building.

“Yes?” you frowned. That face was somehow familiar.

“Uh- well... I was here last weekend on the photoshoot...’’ You still couldn’t link it.

“Sorry, I don’t recall. Are you a staff member?”

“Not exactly. Well, I was... one of the models.” Oh. It wasn’t hard to say why you weren’t able to recognize her (him? they?).

They still were tall as hell, the baby face had pretty much the same features and naive expressions, but it all just felt so different. The person right in front of you now seemed like someone else.

“I think I remember now.” you said trying to conceal your surprise. “How can I help?”

There it was again. Ears turning red, just as the tip of the nose, confused face and shrunken shoulders. Just as adorable as you could remember.

“I actually... Hm...”

“The pictures aren’t ready yet, if that’s what you’re here for. It takes some time.”

“No!” they answered louder than you expected, getting you surprised. “I... actually came to.. Uh, talk to you.”

“Me?” you didn’t mean to sound as surprised as you actually did.

“I’m so sorry! I swear I’m not a weirdo. I just didn’t have the chance to talk to you that much that day, and I was wondering if... Well, if y-you...”

No. The answer was already set on your mind before you could even think about the painful pinch on your neck. But that was when you realized it wasn’t there anymore. You frown in confusion and run your fingers through the back of your head. Everything is just fine.

“Ok.” you said before thinking well, interrupting the other while getting lost on their own words. “What about grabbing some coffee?”

They were not a dog, but for a second you could swear you saw a wagging tail when they opened that bright smile right in front of your eyes.

[…]

So Kim Jungwoo was indeed a guy.

The whole ‘’dressing’’ as girl thing had a story behind it, before you could get angry at him. No that you had a real reason for that, but as Ten would say “getting mad at boys is you favorite sports”. But even though, he was way different from all the other boys you had ever met.

Adorable wasn’t the only word to describe him. He was... sweet (?) Like genuinely. Not the kind of “am I cute?” sweet, the real sweetness. The one kids lose once they grow up. The one that makes us love animals because they’re just too pure for this world. And you hated yourself for feeling so much at ease with a guy as you did with Jungwoo.

You knew his intentions. Growing up with two older brothers and being friends with Johnny made you a kind of expert when it comes to know that guys are into you. Yet, you couldn’t help but smile at each sweet expression he’d let off whenever you said something that caught him out of guard.

[…]

Keeping in touch with Jungwoo was just natural.

People tend to say they never really realize they fell in love, but you’d never forget that friday night, when he texted you a “I wanna see you soon.”.

What is this? You thought to yourself, holding onto your phone tightly, staring at the ceiling wondering since when were you anticipating seeing Jungwoo that much. What exactly was that cozy warmness inside your chest.

[…]

“I like you.” Jungwoo closed his eyes when the words came out, becoming real.

It had been a month since the first time you thought he was adorable. And now, right in front of that playground somewhere nearby your house, on that cold november noon, he was being adorable once again.

He didn’t dare to take your hands. He knew you well to know how suspicious you were with skinship, what got you smiling. You moved one step forward, getting closer to the taller cute boy, taking one of his hands on yours.

“I know.”

“Since when?” he sighs deeply. You wish you were brave enough to check up his expression. I bet his ears are red, you thought.

“Since day one.” you laugh when his lamentation moan reaches your ears, at the same time he decides to lay his head on your shoulder.

“That’s so unfair.” he sighs once again, that’s when you feel the urge to pet his head. At the first touch he gets surprised, since touching wasn’t really something between the two of you. “I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” you smile, although you knew he couldn’t see it.

Gathering all his strength, he takes a step back to face you. “And... What’s your answer?”

You laugh. “You know I have a soft spot for you and there’s no way I’d say no when you’re looking at me like that.”.

And when he pouts at you with that ridiculously adorable face you can’t help but hugging him. “You were special since the first second. Thank you for that.”

He hugs you back and now you’re able to feel his heartbeat, which gets you a bit worried since it was way faster than people consider healthy.

“I never cared when people gave me compliments. But that day, when you said I was beautiful, I felt you were looking through me. It was not about being a guy, being a girl, not even about being attractive. It was about... me. I’m the one to thank you.”

You smile while petting his back. “You’re beautiful, Jungwoo.”

And he was.

Kim Jungwoo was the prettiest thing that had ever crossed your path.

#nct jungwoo #nct imagines #nct #jungwoo edits #jungwoo imagines #jungwoo #nct scenarios #nct au #nct aus #jungwoo au #nct u #nct u jungwoo #nct 127 #nct 127 jungwoo

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greatfay · 3 years

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what kind of bad fandoms you in?

Off the top of my head? Like most of them lol. But for the things I’m currently watching/reading?

HxH. The good parts of the fandom just post fanart and memes, the bad parts post essays on reddit about how “the Chimera Ant Arc is the greatest arc in all of shounen and if you don’t think so then there’s just too much depth for you to fully comprehend, also I’m going to ignore the montage during that arc that demonstrated how capitalist greed, political corruption, police brutality, nuclear warfare, economic inequality, and propaganda demonstrate humanity’s true evil because Hurr Durr Ants Have Feelings and also I’m going to misgender all of the GNC characters introduced this arc did I mention I’m so smart?” that and the Ging apologists who think he’s this chess-master role model father sends me. If I hear someone say the word “subversive” one more time... and why is there so much cisnormative homophobic BS in this fandom? Even when I encounter the good part, I’ll see comments added on attacking the OP or saying shady shit, like what’s going on.

Berserk. I can’t with all the Donavon jokes and potato Casca jokes and, much like with the HxH fandom’s dark side, there’s a very pretentious self-important lot who love to hype out how “layered and dark and subversive” the manga is to inflate their own importance for being Manga Connoisseurs that read it and then they go on to make more child r*pe jokes and also defend every creative decision Miura makes. Like... I’m not “unable to fully appreciate and understand the tone and message that the Genius Miura is trying to invoke,” I quite understand, I’m just not a pervert fuckface who gets off on r*pe scenes. And I’m not alone, but since there are like maybe 10 other dudes in this fandom without brain rot and it’s a Hostile Fandom Space for women, and also queer dudes, and also people of color, it’s hard to get a good consensus.

AOT. There are people who have written the series off due to the author’s Imperialist Japan viewpoint and latched on to the conspiracy that he’s a holocaust denier and vilified Jewish stand-ins in his work; these people have, strangely enough, remained in the fandom to then remind everyone of this and repeatedly share that polygon article that has so much reaching you’d think Reed Richards had written it. The author of AOT is a brainwashed nationalist idiot, and it just so happens that he, whether he realizes it or not, has written his main cast (the heroes, the protagonists) to be analogues of the real-world Jewish people (specifically Ashkenazi Jews) combatting oppression and the deliberate annihilation of their people. I don’t think he did this on purpose, especially if he is indeed anti-Semitic, but that’s how it turned out, and stranger still is how he’s explored over the course of (idk the arcs I’m going by the anime) 2+ seasons how the State can lie and manipulate its people to increase nationalism and military power—the opposite of what some have claimed his manga is about (promoting imperialism and glorifying isolationist views and making the military and police seem cool). Despite writing this kind of story, he seems unable to question his own political views in the real world. Which isn’t my problem. Still, it’s complicated, we don’t have full answers, all we have is a very well-paced, well-written, mature manga with great plot twists and a masterclass of suspense and mystery, and now even reblogging an AOT gif can get you blacklisted.

Kingdom Hearts. This fandom is 90% chill people who want to cry and love it, they hear the first two notes of Dearly Beloved and already they’re like “fuck... emotions... I haven’t felt these in eons” and for that they’re valid. Great fanart, everything gif’d to hell and back (when I tell you for 15 years this fandom gif’d every possible frame out of just 12 collective minutes of the Good Graphics during the beginning and ending cinematic scenes). The bad part of the fandom is annoyingly homophobic and use shipper strawmen to spout out bigoted nonsense, and there’s another part of the fandom consisting of (some, not all) speed-runners who think the games should be designed with their play style in mind, fuck everyone else. I only encounter this bad 10% when watching Let’s Plays; even the Kingdom Hearts subreddit is a nice place and gets gay af sometimes, and everyone rolls with it.

Star Wars. The most recent SW stuff has not been consistently... good, but I enjoy Star Wars just for the feel of Star Wars. There are people who hate everything SW that’s come out recently and make their voices known but are still IN THE FANDOM. They’re still here, hating EVERYTHING. It’s just so disruptive to the normal fun fandom stuff because they’re everywhere, like if you’re not having fun you can leave. Go rant about the Wimminfolk and Blacks are Ruining Everything and whatever violent, disgusting thing you want to do to Kathleen Kennedy that definitely is an isolated feeling and not at all how you feel about women in general. Like parts of the SW fandom is the opposite of Berserk and HxH; with those, I’ve been critical of things while still enjoying the media, but any critical statement gets nitpicked and the vultures come. SW? It’s the overly hypercritical “ess jay dubba u” shit that drives me up the wall. Every flaw in the new SW stuff can be pointed to screenplay issues and contradictions but, gee, it must be cuz a Wimmin is in it. Fucking whatever.

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baekhyun as a bf

it wasn’t supposed to be this big tbh

you can tell by the fucker’s face, he is annoying af

k seriously tho

even though byun is all smiles and pranks he definitely seems like a serious person on the personal side

constantly asking himself if it’s the right thing to do putting u in such a historically brutal position such as dating an idol

you having to reassure him way too often that it was your decision to make, not his

“sweetie i’m here because i want to stop going off” “cool but like are you su-” “dude i swEAR TO GOD”

it’s not something he likes thinking it just happens okay he’s worried b patient to the babee

since his last relationship didn’t end up very well, he would probably take mONTHS to actually claim you as his girlfriend

seriously tho i fume just thinking about that time

it happened on a friday night when he was playing on the pc, chanyeol was calling and babyboi was like “srry cant talk rn exchanging breaths with my girl”

you were scrunching your nose for a sec but them you realized what he said and were like !!!!

him enjoying the fact his words got you so flustered and playing it cool like chill out dude as if you didn’t know we were dating by now

????????? in fact ou were so surprised bcs u didn’t even know the boys knew abt ur existence

“like... they KNOW??????”

“of cOURSE they know junmyeon would kick my ass if i didn’t explain to him why i missed our dinner last night”

you guys are so comfortable with the fact your relationship ain’t official you decided at the same night thisbis how you prefered to stay like

he’s not okay with going public after what happened in the past and you agree and support his desire to keep it private

i could write a whole essay dissing saesangs

that doesn’t mean he won’t hang out with you

after all, you’ve been friends for ages now

and the boys know abt u

chanyeol keeps biting byun’s butt but you’re okay with that

was there any other option? ofc not

talking about ass

he’s one

honestly such a tease

always finding a way to make u flustered

“babe look at me” “what” “i love you” “god i love you too” “and your ass looks amazing today” “leave me alone”

always slaps your butt

doesn’t matter the context

sexual or not

he loves him some butt

lol dates

like literally you sit there and spend the night playing and eating together

every lol date is a different dish ordered

since you gotta keep it low profile

might as well do it right

he’s an observer

constantly stops what he’s doing to admire you

sometimes you’re like watching a movie or idk brushing ur teeth

he stands there in the door frame all dumbfounded burning loveholes into your skull

you’re like ...stop it

he’s like . no

he’s so emotional i’m not even exaggerating

keeps joking around when he’s around people and everybody seems to think he’s a dork who just can’t stop talking nonsense

(which he is)

but when you guys are alone

oh boy

he’s so sensible

literally writes on post-its and places it around your apartment before he leaves for practice on mornings

not all of them are cute tho

once your friend was like “hey y/n idcwho’s dicking you down but i think the person got the feels”

you completely forgot to take off the “your taste already left my mouth. dinner tonight at 8 and i’ll be eating twice” post-it

he literally put it in your refrigerator’s door

you legit wanted to die

but then on other days it’s like

“i promised, throughout my whole life, this heart belongs to you.”

honestly so intense

when you guys argue it’s like a conquest to see who can act more like a spoiled kid

but basically go off with your frustrations and then one of u ends up cooling off in the shower

later either you or him get in there too asking if the other is feeling better

tbh not that often do u guys fight

most of the times is like

“okay,,, this is unnecessary” “yeah screw it”

but sometimes it gets really heated

and you’re both frustrated

straightforward speaking, you guys have sex

very

rough

sex

he’s a switch k let’s be real

loves making you beg

loves begging for you

not the type to degrade or hurt you or anything

like he’s a light dom

and by that i mean he will pound in you rough and slow until you’re begging him to let you cum but keeps kissing your flushed cheeks and tightly intertwining your hands as he lovingly whispers “you fucking love those type of fights don’t you”

loves LOVES being blindfolded

lowkey a freak but moderately

absolutely loves it when he ties you up and makes you say exactly what you want

will always stuck two or three fingers in so you have a hard time speaking

as i was saying, the absolute worst

“baekhyun... please-“ “fucking say it” “please... baby... fuck me” “hard nut”

is shamelessly vocal

groans

whimpers

desperate moans

aftercare baekhyun is a look

his hair all disheveled, dazed eyes and flushed lips

yk that look from the city lights photoshoot with his glossy skin and damp hair

yeah

he loves you so much and seeing you all blissed out after sex makes him, curiously, very very soft

everything you guys said during the argument is quickly forgotten as you exchange a few sorry’s and deep kisses in between

loves feeling your skin against his as he embraces your shoulders hugging you to his chest

you leave pecks on the scratchings your nails did on his skin and he just lays there all fucked out and smiles like 💕💞💓💘💘💖💗💞💓💗💕💝💘💖💕💞💓💗💗💞💖💘💞💘💖

and he’s horny again

it’s not like he’s a teenager he just absolutely loves being this intimate to you

and then you have a bath together bcs sticky

loves making coffee like at 6am to you so he can wake you up and have breakfast together

the type to wake you in this worst way possible

he rips the sheets off of you

regardless of how cold it is at that hour

and jumps over

“wake up egg”

as you guys head to the kitchen he sits you on his lap and feeds you :(

his arms around your waist and keeps leaving tiny pecks on your cheeks as he rests his cheek on your back and heavily sighs

“ya your breath stinks”

“you stink dummy”

sings ballads out of the blue

you’re like reading or smth

and he’s like

appado gWAENCHANHA

“shut it or i’ll rip off your chords with my bare hands”

“i dare you”

you actually made out after you chased him around the couch

so annoyingly dense

like you were taking your clothes off

his lips on your neck

and then he’s like

“btw my mother wants to meet you”

you literally froze

bra slipping off your shoulders

“????? you mother kNOWS?????”

“ofc she knows she’s my mother wtf”

“!!!!!!!!!BAEKHYUN”

doesn’t understand the concept of Time And Place

once you were on the bathtub massaging his feet after hours of practice and he was like yo ever thought about kids

i ran out of reactions so basically you cursed at him for five minutes

he was like 🥺🥺 just saying srry

it took you more five to explain to him it wasn’t that you hated kids you just thought it was something to talk about on another time

five years another time

maybe ten

he was like k we can have a dog

and now you have a dog together along with mongryong

a cutie called jinx

don’t ask

fucking nerd

you were like

she’s new so treat her as kindly as mongryong

baekhyun is a pain in the ass but in a matter of hours he was like

i bought the same clothes for them

you rolled your eyes but silently got the heart eyes bcs cute

loves watching you dressing yourself

especially for your low profile dates

“hm no too hard to take off”

“...a monochromatic two piece with a zipper in the skirt?”

“my point exactly”

tbh he Is kinda horny

but that’s bcs he’s mad for you

loves it when you style his hair

“baekhyun can’t you stand still for like two minutes” “oh sorry”

you’re standing there, focused on the task

30 secs on it and his hands are already caressing your tummy

you’re like stop i’m bUSY

he’s like no one’s stopping you

but keeps tickling you

idk he really treasures those tiny little details in the moments you spend together

everything is important to him

doesn’t mean he’s like insanely needy of your attention

no you’re two individuals who have their own lives and schedules

he keeps it cool but yeah he’s bananas for you

sorry his words

everything is so domestic with him

and so good

he’s been through a lot throughout the years and this relationship is the calmness he needed

and he’s the fun and lightness you needed after spending so much time trying and acting like a “grownup”

baekhyun brings back the teenager in you

but in a good way

you complete each other so well sigh

cuz you’re like all responsible and shit

he loves the juxtaposition

so do you

idk it feels right

you love like teenagers but live like adults

also his words

#maybe im biased #byun baekhyun scenario #baekhyun imagine #exo imagines #baekhyun drabble #baekhyun exo

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