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kithtaehyung · 1 year

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I am obsessed with the way the two of them wanted to one up the other to see who would break while also hating that very bet because it gave them even less of an opportunity to be with each other 🥹 They are so entwined with one another. Can’t stop thinking about the way they view one another, they just want to be together it must be unbearable for them at times like this.

Some of my favorite moments!

• shiv’s cameo and dom making him flustered omg

• the friend group interrogating yoongi and asking for readers @ !

• “No one you know” like OMG he gave up trying to deny it

• yoongi’s studio friends busting out laughing cause they know he definitely is hiding someone

• reader and bros banter (it’s so funny but also sweet :,)

• everyone keeps mentioning how happy both reader and yoongi have been 😭😭😭

• the popsicle, damn reader wasn’t playing

• jimin and tae being sneaky (and considerate) per usual

• “can you taste it?” “dunno. lemme try again” DAMN 🥵

• “you bolt back home…” BACK HOME 🥺 ryen you genius

I’m in love with this drabble it was so fun to read! Now I’m thinking about what happens after that text and about Trish! (like hello new character, nice to meet you? maybe?)

all in all I think I wrote down the whole drabble as my favorite part (sorry! lol) but I would love the continuation (if you have time, you must be soooo busy!) I love this part, I love you, and I love 3tan so much 🍊🍊🍊

-bbq anon

BBQ ANONNNN i'm finally getting to respond to the one that started it all😭😭 these stubborn, competitive people istg lmfaoooo i thought it was so cute that they were on the same page in the end, though.. yoongi's pov of summer bbq is so :'))) but we'll see if i ever write it out.

LOL shiv and dom!! i can't believe we actually got an interaction out of them like that's so funny. and DUHHH like asking for the @ is so on brand for yoongi and bro's friends lol. THE FACT THAT HE DIDNT DENY ANYTHING NOW?? yeah. that should tell y'all something!

the studio guys here made me so happy. they really couldn't hide it bc they had been holding onto that info for the longest. and the sibling banter YES i can't describe how much i love them. but i keep trying. everyone mentioning their happiness (and protecting it a la vmin), too.. ugh. the fact that the sun is out but they're glowing more than ever sdlkfjskldjf (and yes, we could see more of trish!)

yeah my brain short circuited during the popsicle scene lol. there was no surviving that. and then the whole thing with reader asking yoongi if he could taste it and he. just. went in again. and then the running back "home" for another smooch GOD. they're too much for me, y'all, i can't do this!!

i'm so happy you enjoyed this, love! this was the result of you reaching out and i think so many of us are v v happy and grateful. ur brain is huge!! i'm busy as fck but the continuation is in the works🍊 i love you so much too and just wanted to thank you again for being here!

#seriously thank you endlessly #bbq anon #asks:3tan #3tanbbq #lovely people #long post #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌

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frenchy-and-the-sea · 6 years

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POI - Trying

HEY @phoenix-failing yOU THOUGHT I FORGOT, DIDN’T YOU? Nah man, I just have horrible writer’s block and can’t finish things without running it to the wire. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! For starting this story of idiot adventures on its journey, and for sticking with us along the way. I hope you had a good birthday. <3

1740 words, hopefully without ruining your characters. ;)

The missive arrived without any sort of warning.

It just appeared a few feet away, with a pop of magical energy and a dull thud that echoed through the chamber like a gunshot. Cavvery picked her heavy head up from where it had been learned against the bedpost and blinked away the hazy images of the paper she was practically swimming in.

“Why?” she groaned, speaking to the empty room like she intended for it to answer. When no answer came, she just sighed and pushed herself painfully to her feet.

The scroll sat amid a cluttered spray of documents that Kate had been helping her decipher, already beginning to crumble to dust as she approached. A faint breeze from the window lifted most of it away, and underneath the scattering ashes she could see a fat, lumpy cloth bag slumped against a veritable tower of paperwork. She scattered the last bits of scroll with a flick of her hand and carefully bent down to inspect it.

A single fabric pin held a note onto the outside, and it's simple, three line message took up nearly half of the paper it was written on:

This is real fucking late. Sorry. Blame Ianry.

Underneath were six names scrawled in various states of legibility, tucked among little notes and doodles that depicted a few sketchy silhouettes assaulting an enormous turtle-beast with a dragon’s head. Cavvery snorted. Those idiots couldn’t go two weeks without finding something big to kill, apparently. She tried to pretend like the shake of her head was exasperation and not fondness, even as she unpinned the note and tucked it carefully into her pocket.

The sack itself fell open the minute she undid its considerable tie - Val’s work, no doubt - and out spilled an array of small trinket bags, each with a single letter stitched crudely into them. Letters for each of them, she realized as she stared, some in multiples and some in slightly larger bags, like they hadn’t been able to find enough in one size to make their point. Cavvery grabbed the nearest one, a little drawstring number with an ‘S’ stitched into it, and tugged it open.

The smell of coffee flooded her senses instantly, coating her nose and throat with the thick, dark scent as she peered inside. A fair two fistfulls of coffee beans had been ladled into the bag, partially obscuring the note tucked among them that read, “For the long nights,” in tight, delicate script. Beside it, a heart had also been scribbled in, and Cavvery didn’t quite make it to fighting off her smile this time.

The next bag was one of Amon’s, full of big pieces of polished black glass that looked like they had been carefully rendered into stiletto knives, and a significantly longer note detailing all of the ways he thought they might be useful. One of Ianry’s held a piece of fire opal bound in golden wire, and a small shark built entirely of cogs and jagged looking scrap; Tara’s was wrapped carefully around two small vials of a very dark brown liquid labeled “Dragon’s Fire” that made her eyes water when uncorked; a very large one about the size of her stacked fists was labeled with a V and an R, so close together that they might as well have been one letter, and contained a still-warm cloth sachet that smell suspiciously of fried dough. There, she stopped, gathering up the whole affair and hauling it carefully back towards Bren’s room.

He glanced up as she shouldered the door open, and the widening of his eyes reminded her suddenly how little she had seen the outside of Ainsley’s office walls.

“Mail,” she said to the question lingering there, shrugging in the approximation of a gesture to the bag in her arms. “From the disaster club.”

Bren snorted. “I didn’t think they’d bother.”

“They probably wouldn’t,” said Cavvery as she flopped down onto the bed beside him, “except I think Ianry told them about our birthdays. And I think they felt bad.”

“Why? They wrecked Kay’s mansion. They let us help.”

“I’m not saying it wasn’t a good gift,” she said. “I’m just saying that I’m not exactly going to try and send this stuff back to them either.”

She tossed him the bag with the ‘VR’ stitched into it, watching out of the corner of her eye as he slowly pawed it open, and then quickly tugged out the sachet inside.

“Should I ask how they’ve managed to keep these warm while sending them?” he asked after a moment, holding up the now undone cloth. Nestled in his hand were a small pile of small donuts, fried golden and coated with a thin layer of cinnamon and sugar.

“Telescription,” Cavvery replied, snatching one of them before Bren could pull back and popping it into her mouth. “They must’ve gotten them right before they sent it to us.”

“To me,” Bren corrected, and yanked the cloth back to guard the donuts jealously behind a turned shoulder. “You’ve already got all of that…. what did you get, anyway?”

They spent a solid ten minutes pouring over the little bundles, settling up gifts directed towards one or the other, teasing each other when they stumbled across the few that were clearly meant as jokes. Eventually, though, the bag lay empty, and they lay surrounded by a small treasure hoard of near-useless trinkets of varying shapes and sizes. Bren licked the last of the sugar and cinnamon from his fingers and set the sachet aside, looking unusually content.

“Well,” he said, “that’s the least boring thing that’s happened to us the last few weeks, at least.”

“Speak for yourself,” said Cavvery, stretching out her back with a wince. “This week Kate took me over a library of obscure Sendran property law and if that wasn’t the most engaging, stimulating, delightful - “

Bren reached over and shoved at her, and she let herself go sprawling onto the bed, snickering.

“I’m serious,” he said when she had smothered the last of her laughter, “I feel like we’ve done nothing but hole up in our rooms for days. I mean, we used to sit around doing fuck all before, but that’s because we were always just….just waiting.”

His tone made Cavvery sit up, just slightly, but whatever memories he was conjuring seemed notably absent of Ambrose’s shadow; he simply looked thoughtful, chewing on his lower lip as he fiddled with the slapdash shark statuette in his hands. She sank back down, pillowing her head on her folded arms.

“That’s not so terrible.”

“It’s not,” Bren agreed. “I definitely wouldn’t go back. I just...this was nice.”

Another moment of quiet rolled over them as they surveyed the array of knick knacks scattered around them on the bed. Eventually, Bren cleared his throat.

“I think we ought to send something back,” he said slowly. Cavvery snorted.

“Don’t bother. They certainly don’t need any more useless garbage weighing them down -”

“It doesn’t have to be this,” Bren said, gesturing with an arm towards the bed, “but I think we should. A note or something, just to say thanks. I think….I think they’re our friends, Cav.”

The silence this time was longer, and decidedly less kind. Some quiet, vile part of her wanted to scoff; what manner of idiot would accept being friends with a group of wannabe world-savers, who ran off into danger on a moment’s notice? Where was the gain in that? The sense?

And more importantly, what wannabe world-saver would want to be involved with them?

“I don’t think us trying to kill them twice really puts us on the road to being friends,” she said after a moment, keeping her eyes on the ceiling. She could let this much of her cynicism out, at least - the sensible part, the part still far enough removed from Kay that she didn’t hear her voice creeping through her brain.

“And I don’t think they’d have sent any of this if they weren’t at least trying,” Bren replied, his voice inching up into that particular quality it got when he desperately wanted to win a fight. “They killed Kay with us, Cav. They came back for me just because you asked. What else would that make them?”

Cavvery shrugged. “A group of idiots?”

Bren opened his mouth to argue. Paused. Closed it.

“Okay,” he said at last, sounding strangely put out, “fine. Fair enough. I’m still right, though. They wouldn’t have done this if they didn’t give at least a little bit of a shit.”

With a sudden surge of movement, Bren pushed himself haphazardly through the sea of gifts and off of the bed, towards the little wooden writing desk in the corner of the room. He pulled back the chair with a huff and flopped into it, grabbing a piece of parchment from the drawer. Then he turned in his seat, one arm dangled over the back of the chair.

“Just sign it?”

Cavvery pushed herself upright again, eyeing her brother for a long, silent moment. She hadn’t noticed it before, she realized, but he had changed over the last few weeks of boredom they had been wrestling with. There was a looseness to the lines in his shoulders, a slant to his smile that nearly looked easy now. They were neither of them done with the hellish backdrop of seventeen years under Kay and Ambrose, but it seemed rather like Bren had started tearing it down.

It seemed rather like he was the one trying.

Sighing, Cavvery pushed up off of the bed and threaded her way over, just as Bren was starting to scrawl a greeting. She shoved at his shoulder, nearly pushing him clear out of the chair as she slid in to take his place.

“Let me,” she said stiffly. “Your handwriting is terrible.”

Two days later, a scroll appears at the feet of a party of road-worn travelers as they trudge their way through a thin dusting of snow. It crumbles to ash in a matter of seconds, revealing a squat brown sack, decidedly less full than it had been when it had left their possession. On it is a small note, attached with a single fabric pin. It reads:

Thanks for the gifts. We thought we would return your bag, and a few pieces of home.

Stay safe if you know how.

Your friends,

C & B

#my writing #oc crap #pile of idiots #i have absolutely no idea if this is even good or if they're in character or what but HERE GOES #sibling banter is very fun to write though y'all #very fun indeed #other people's ocs #I really wanted to write you an evie or a kiva but I sadly don't know them well enough to write #NEXT TIME

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blanknamed · 2 years

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happy happy new years to everyone :))

just wanna say i really had an amazing year despite the rough start and end of 2021. i hope everyone stays safe and healthy!

here's some moots i'm extremely grateful for and i hope the sentiments similar under the cut

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my discount sbi moots aka @redhoodsoot @thatplanetmarz @genesisrose74 and @sharkie-pog !

i like to see them as my very first friends and my tumblr family :)) i'm so glad to have met them and have them deal with my nonsense without any sign of (serious) judgement.

they all also write some pretty banger fics if i'll be honest and are the main reasons why i decided to come out of my shell and write. i also love the little banter i have going on for each and every one of them, albeit most of it being siblings-esque banter.

they really helped me grow in terms of confidence in my writing and confidence in myself outside of the computer! they helped me learn that caring for yourself is not at all selfish and people are kind (and not weird old men) no matter where you are or what your life is like, you just need to let yourself learn who's good enough for you :))

next up is @hufflepuff-writings

kait was probably the next person i decided to reach out to on a risk of not knowing if she'll ever respond. they're a ray of sunshine i love talking to when i manage to catch her on the same time i'm on tumblr as well. i was so honored to be tagged into her event and just being in the same prescence as them in general so i hope to experience more in the near future!

the one and only @mcytmushroom

met shroom by chance and honest to god we practically message each other on a day to day basis now, usually on discords, most times on snap. i was really happy to make them comfortable enough to let us get as close to each other as possible and i really, really hope we stay that way because, honestly, i don't know what my life is like with this snarky little shit.

and then here we have @inniterhq

edgy teenager. that's all i can say. also, i remember seeing sapnap's feet on my feed because of art's little... anons. very horrifying, but a core memory i can't shake when i go on tumblr so this is a thank you but also fuck you /j for putting that there. i hope getting hammy cheek'd was good payback for the unsolicited feet pics.

along with edgy teenger is other edgy teenager @mitzimania

just wanna point out to everyone that i turn 21 next month and not some anceint age mitzi tells y'all. like art, i saw mitzi through my search feed and thought vir writing was really good. ngl, i was lowkey shy to even say anything to mitzi for a while before hiking up my big boy pants and actually talk to vir before i realized mitzi is a little edgy shit lord like art 😐

astrology bestie @earthtooz

the minute crystals were mentioned i just knew earth and i would be tight. also said "that makes sm sense" when i said i mainly had aquarius in my placements and that kinda made me laugh. i hope she enjoys my crystal updates even though they're lowkey annoying WUXHWH if you want your charts read at some point, please go to earth if she has time. also one of her fics made me cry so

and to my favorite steamer @cherios

like most of my mutuals, i stumbled into cher's streaming by chance and thought it was funny to make stupid jokes in chat. i haven't gone into streams in a while due to some family related blockades (i'm sorry cher 😐💔💔), BUT cher has some awesome stories and an even more awesome personality so please follow and enjoy the posts she makes!

also, my favorite streamer @mikeyinnit

very patient. lovely moot. please love mikey and his writing i think they deserve sm attention. they are also very fun to watch in terms of streaming and is working very hard with making connections! love love love mikey please love them as much as me :))

next up is @strawberrymilkgeorge

finally @sunniewrites

fizzy usually gets bullied by me and shroom ngl (esp with that one sven comment WUDHEH im sorry if that's too much LMAO) BUT fizzy is amazing, funny, and overall the sweetest person i met so i love having met them and i hope to talk to her more since everyone lowkey disappeared near the middle of the school year starting, including me. i promise i'll be more active on your server, fizzy ;-; i'm just a little awkward WHSHAH

@basilly , another edgy teenager

one if the contributors on the "arielle is old" joke but i couldn't have it any other way. just like mitzi, i was scared to approach basil until i realized that all of them remind me of littile chihuahuas harassing me 😌 /j we haven't talked much lately but i hope once basil sees this they have an amazing year!

a ray of sunshine, pun intended. hurt sunnie's feelings and you're seeing the end of my bully stick (a promise, not a threat). very happy of have met them and gracing my feed constantly!

some more people i'd like to thank: my anons! don't think i haven't forgotten you guys i miss y'all 😩 playlist anon is the most active (and is also a beta reader for one of my fics so very grateful for my ading for that) BUT i love every single one of y'all for asking to be my anon and i hope to hear from you guys more :))

i'm also very grateful for my followers! we're at around 700+ right now and that's honestly amazing! i'm so happy my writing makes you guys happy enough to follow me and reblog my post you guys are the best ♥️♥️

hope you guys have a happy new year and hopefully we interact more! i'm sorry if i dropped off the face of the earth sometimes; college is a stressful part of my life but is something i find necessary to help me meet my end goals in life. love y'all!

12/31/2021 [10:01PM EST]

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#happy new year #2022 ♥️

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