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omg hiiiii i love ur writing smm <33 could i ask for a scenario of tanner x male reader where reader was super shy when he was bullied but years later tanner finds out he's somehow become a badass gang leader who wouldn't hesitate to beat his ex-bully up... i wonder what tanner's reaction would be to that hehe
also can i be 💖 anon? once again thank u <33
how sweet of you to say, thank you!! and to both your questions- yes, you may :) 💖 anon you shall be!
i will say, in his intro, seeing his darling act so reclusive and anxious after high school was what triggered him to rethink his actions- he wouldn't be quite as submissive towards him at first with his darling if he didn't go through that revelation. so tanner is a bit bitchy here since the "why is y/n acting like that"-> "oh no i've hurt him bad haven't i"-> "i'm in LOVE with him" process hasn't happened here.
thus, tanner is still in denial here :p and not as patient with his darling as he typically is
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yandere ex-bully x gang leader male reader
(cws: violence (not against reader), organized crime, bullying, yandere is victim blaming, stalking)
tanner thought about you more often than he would ever care to admit. the shy, nervous boy he met in school who would cower from him like a scared puppy. something about you just made his hackles rise- he felt strange every time he'd seen you mumble and blush around him.
the strange feeling was annoyance, surely. you had been asking for attention, looking and acting the way that you did. you were always so shy and deferential around other people, always going along with being the butt of the joke. it was only natural that you were picked on a little.
but he'd matured since high school. he knew that bothering people and playing pranks on them was immature, no matter if you were basically asking for it. and if he'd seen you now he's sure you two would be polite and civil. you'd simply laugh and agree with him that he was a dick, and then you two could be best friends.
... or something. it wasn't like he thought about what meeting you again would be like.
and it was normal for people that went to the same high school to want to be curious about what their fellow past classmates had been up to, so he'd done some simple digging on you out of curiousity. nothing out of the ordinary. but you'd seem to have gone completely off the map, he'd not been able to find anything about you.
he was agitated that he couldn't learn more. he was worried for your safety, was all. i mean, you never posted anything online. for all he knew you could be dying or something. it was natural that he'd feel anxious right now.
but, he simply had to give up. he'd been trying to approach it from different angles, but he'd accepted that he'd reached a dead end.
except... until now. he was idly slouched over on the couch in front of his television, the news on as background noise. then, he perked up when he saw a familiar face come up on the screen.
it was your face that was glaring into the camera with a look of pure hatred, one that you certainly didn't have when he knew you.
good lord, what the hell happened to you?
"suspected gang activity in eastcliff- residents beware," the graphic read at the bottom of the screen.
he rushed to his laptop, wanting to check the arrest records for your shared state. he hadn't even considered this when he was looking up where you had been, it would have never have occurred to him that you would have gotten yourself in that much trouble.
and once the full report had loaded up? yes, it seemed that you actually were a criminal. you were arrested on a few charges but they got mysteriously dropped due to "unforeseen circumstances."
you hadn't been convicted of any felony charges yet, but he could tell that you were indeed involved in organized crime... somehow. and quite awfully high up in it, if you had corrupt police officers helping you escape any justice at all. it would have seemed like a laughable idea to him before, but he couldn't argue with what was right in front of him.
tanner scrunched his face up, his mind feeling blank from shock. how could this have happened? how could someone like you end up with such an... exciting life? how could you have turned out even more dangerous than him? his mouth felt dry, as a sense of bitterness seeped into him.
he didn't even know how to see what you were up to, to see why you turned out the way you did. surely you must have been forced into it. you couldn't have changed so much so fast otherwise. you were just a puppet with a nice face for the real people on top, obviously.
he felt a bit of bitter agitation, and tapped his leg as he thought. he couldn't live his whole life in mystery. he needed to know more about you.
there was one thing he could try...
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it seems that his gambit to getting information about you had got your attention.
though, nothing could have prepared him from seeing you in front of him. you glared at him fiercely, your face so close to his that he felt your hot breath on his skin.
the eyes that used to be wide and quivering when you were younger were now narrowed and sharp. all he could see was the ice cold rage on your face. it was disorienting, to you someone shift into such a completely different person that you were nearly unrecognizable.
from a little puppy of a boy... to a fearsome wolf.
"of all the things you could do, tanner, you called my mother? don't you dare fuck with her," you growled at him, tugging hard at his shirt.
since when did you get balls? he felt that bubbling uneasy feeling he used to get whenever you were around him... only this time, it was stronger. he didn't like how this new you was effecting him.
you seemed much more dangerous than he was... and he didn't like it. wasn't it him who used to intimidate you? whatever happened to that?
he tried to laugh back at you, trying to stuff away any strange urges his brain was throwing at him.
"oh, come on- y/n, fuck with her? you're acting like i was trying to hurt her or something. i just called her. listen i know i was kind of a dick but really, you're making me out as the bad guy here and-"
you clocked him, hard on his temple. tanner stopped rambling and let out a small groan, the sharp throbbing pain causing him to fall down to one knee.
he opened his mouth to talk, but before he could say anything, you were already leaning down in his face.
"i don't want to hear from you ever again, you piece of shit. don't call or talk to me or my mother if you want all of your limbs intact. you may not know this, but i'm a big deal around here now. do not fuck with me," you say, your voice thick with anger.
for some reason... it felt like sparks and butterflies were running through him. something snapped inside his brain, connecting things. it occurred to him sudden why he had always felt so strange about you, why he was so obsessed with you.
you were hot. and this new you? strangely, he didn't dislike it at all.
"... got it," he said, breathily.
though, he didn't intend on keeping his promise.
#yandere x reader#male yandere#yandere oc#yandere x you#yandere oc x reader#tanner whitlock#male reader#i think tbh that this dynamic could be very interesting since tanner would have to rethink his strategy towards courting his darling#his instinct would usually have him want to act as a protector figure since he thinks strength is what he can bring to a relationship#but if his darling clearly is stronger/more dangerous he'll probably feel the need to switch things up quite a bit#though he’s still going to be whiny and desperate ala this scenario lol
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I Kissed Someone New Last Night
Christian Pulisic x reader
You visit your best friend, Christian, in Milan after a break up.
Word count: 4150+
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, mentions of weight loss, mentions of death of parents
Song Inspo: Kelsea Ballerini's Penthouse (Healed Version)
Requested: No
"Come to Milan" he pleads with you through the phone, "I'm worried about you, y/n."
"Christian, you know I can't do that," you frown at him.
"Please," he says quietly, "you've lost too much weight, you're not taking care of yourself, and no offense but you kind of look like shit," he tries to lighten the mood just a bit.
The truth is, there is nothing stopping you from hopping on the next flight to see your best friend and both of you know it. You broke off your engagement a few months ago, after finding out your fiancé was cheating on you. You also recently quit your job because no matter how hard you tried you always were bumping into him and you desperately needed a fresh start.
You had considered moving to Florida to be closer to Christian's family, the only real support system you had left. And even though he was far away, Christian never failed to be there for you through every heartbreak you had endured in your short life.
The night your mom died when the two of you were in high school, he dropped everything to be by your side, staying with you through all of it, holding you when you cried, staying strong for you when you completely fell apart.
He flew home as soon as he heard the news of your father's passing a few years later, and again, he was your rock. As everything in your life seemed to crash down, he was the constant, steady presence.
His family had welcomed you with open arms, including you in their holidays, family vacations, and trips to visit Christian and watch him play. They always made sure you felt like you had a place to call home. In recent years, you had opted to go to Christian for holidays so that he wouldn't have to spend them alone, the two of you setting about creating your own traditions. That was until your ex came along and you felt like you should spend holidays with him, but it broke your heart knowing Christian was spending them alone again.
Christian never really liked your ex, he couldn't put his finger on exactly why, but something about him made his guard go up. And it broke his heart when he found out he was right all along, maybe if he had said something he could have spared you the heartbreak, but you seemed happy and he wasn't going to interfere if that was truly the case.
"Come see me, I'll take care of you, I'll feed you pasta and let you get drunk on Italian wine. We can see the city together, I haven't gotten to do much exploring yet. It will be good for you to get away, take a break, get some fresh air, come on y/n, please?" he continues to plead with you.
"Ok" you whisper and you see his face light up, immediately grabbing his laptop and searching for flights before you have a chance to change your mind.
"How soon can you leave, looks like I can get you on a flight tonight, or tomorrow," he grins into the phone.
"Christian, you don't have to do that, I'll book something," you roll your eyes at him. He never failed to be generous and take care of you, whatever you needed, you didn't even have to ask most of the time.
"Nope. Not happening. Tonight or tomorrow, y/n? You better give me an answer or I'm closing h my eyes and clicking on whatever I land on," he chuckles.
"Fuck it, tonight," you grin at him, the first genuine smile he's seen from you in as long as he can remember.
You have to admit that the thought of landing in Italy tomorrow morning to spend however long you wanted with Christian makes you a little dizzy.
"Ok, pack your bags sweetheart, I'm sending you your boarding pass now," he smiles at you, "fuck I'm so excited to see you, it's been ages since we've gotten to spend time together."
"Christian, I just saw you this summer in Florida," you chuckle at him.
"Yeah, but that was less than 24 hours and you had the dickhead with you so it doesn't really count," he huffs at you.
"Christian this boarding pass says seat 4C, you did not just book me a first class ticket did you, you jackass."
"I sure did, because I can, and because I wanted to, and because there wasn't much left on the flight anyways. Now, get off the phone and start packing. Call me when you leave for the airport. Love you, y/n."
"Love you too, Chris." you shake your head at him before you hang up.
A few hours later, you have taken care of anything that might need your attention in the next few weeks since you were unsure of exactly when you would be back. You had packed and showered, and were set to leave for the airport. Making one final check that you had everything you needed, you call Christian, who answers sleepily, "I'm headed to the airport," you smile, even though he can't see you. "Ok, I'll see you in the morning," he says through a yawn, "safe travels."
"Thank you for this" you whisper but you can hear him snoring through the phone so you quietly end the call, after whispering another "love you."
You phone dings when you turn it off of airplane mode and you look down to see a message from Christian.
Christian: ciao bella 🤌🏻 there will be a car waiting for you to take you to my apartment. I'll be in training when you land, but should be home when you get there. Can't wait to see you 🫶🏻 Love you.
Y/N: oh god, am I going to be subjected to your attempts at learning Italian?
Y/N: thank you for the flight and arranging the car. I'll meet you at home. I can't wait to see you either. Love you, Chris 🫶🏻
Christian: do not insult my Italian, y/n. On my way home now, see you there 😍
When you arrive, he is waiting outside for you, pulling you into a warm embrace. It feels like he might crush you, but being in his arms heals your soul just a tiny bit.
"You've bulked up," you chuckle, your head resting against his chest. "You're skin and bones" he whispers leaning down to kiss the top of your head.
"Come on" he says retrieving your bags from the car and thanking the driver, waving off your attempts to help carry your things.
He leads you inside his new apartment, sitting your bags just inside the door before intertwining his fingers with yours, "let me show you around," he smiles at you adoringly.
He leads you from room to room, letting you know his plans for each of the ones that aren't quiet fully furnished yet. He grabs your bags as you follow him up the stairs opening the door to what you presume is his bedroom.
"Christian, this is gorgeous," you say taking in the room, the view out of his window to die for.
"It is," he smiles, never taking his eyes off of you.
You and Christian always share a bed when you are together so you aren't sure why it makes you slightly nervous to think about staying with him now, but it does. Your stomach flips as he moves your bag into the walk in closet, sitting your toiletry bag on the bathroom counter.
"Are you tired?" he whispers tucking a loose strand of hair around your ear and settling his hand on you jaw, smiling a the way you lean into him and shake your head, your eyes already a little brighter.
"Hungry?" he grins when you nod.
"You feel up to going somewhere, or do you want me to cook here, or we can order in?"
"We can go out, but can I have a few minutes to freshen up? You know I always feel gross after a long flight."
"Of course," he smiles, leading you into the bathroom, grabbing a towel for you and turning on the shower.
"Thank you," you whisper, wrapping your arms around his waist, "for everything," a couple of tears slip from your eyes which you try to hide from him but he definitely notices.
"Always, y/n" he breathes out, kissing you on the forehead.
After your shower, you wrap yourself in a towel, walking into Christian's room so that you can grab some clothes out of your suitcase. Christian is sitting on the bed when you walk out of the bathroom and his heart sinks when he realizes just how thin you've gotten. He knows it's just from the stress, and that you tend to lose weight when you are dealing with heavy emotions, and that you always return to your normal with a little TLC, usually from him.
He doesn't say anything, he knows he doesn't have to, you can read perfectly well the look of concern on his face.
"I'll be fine, Christian," you whisper as he nods.
"I know you will be now," he offers you a weak smile, but the look of concern is still evident.
You quickly get dressed, noticing that Christian has already unpacked your things and placed them on the empty shelves in his closet, your heart fluttering at the kind gesture.
"Come here" he gestures, patting the empty space on the bed beside him.
You waste no time in climbing over him and tucking yourself into his side, your head resting on his chest as he scratches your back.
"You know I'm here for anything you need, right? Forever." he speaks quietly.
You nod, allowing the familiar sound of his heart and his scent to wash over you. You never feel more cared for than you do when you are wrapped in Christian's arms, his warm embrace always soothing you, no matter what is going on in your life.
"You sure you don't want a nap," he asks quietly, a small yawn escaping his lips.
"We can nap if you are tired, Chris," you whisper.
"That's not what I asked," he chuckles.
Your stomach rumbles loudly and he kisses you on the top of the head, "food first, then naps."
He takes you to a small restaurant close to his apartment, filling you with as much pasta as you can hold before you make the short walk back to his place.
Once you arrive back at Christian's, he closes the room darkening shades in his living room and the two of you settle down on the couch to watch a movie.
Before long, you fall asleep wrapped up in Christian's arms and he does the same. You aren't sure how long you've slept when you stir slightly, waking Christian up.
"You ok?" he whispers into the dark, a sigh escaping his lips when you nod and nuzzle your face into his chest. You let out a giggle when his stomach rumbles, "you can't be hungry again, Chris."
"I'm starving, actually" he chuckles when you move slightly allowing him to stand up and pull you to your feet. He makes the two of you a sandwich, both of you eating before heading up to get changed for bed.
You wander out of the en-suite bathroom in Christian's room after finishing your skincare to find Christian sitting in the bed, already under the covers.
You give him a hesitant look, chewing on your bottom lip, "you sure you want me to stay in here, I could stay in the guest room or..." you trail off as he stands up and makes his way over to you wrapping you in a hug.
"Why wouldn't you stay in here, we've been sharing a bed since we were kids, y/n," he says quietly his hand stroking your back.
"I don't know," you whisper, "I just wasn't sure you wanted me in here."
"Of course I do," he says taking your hand and guiding you towards the bed, "but only if you want to be in here. I can definitely get you set up in the guest room if you would feel more comfortable."
"No, this is fine," you offer him a smile, your moment of anxiety passing.
"You know, I think my parents always thought we were up to something when we kept sharing a bed when we got older," he chuckles, "led to me getting the talk from my dad on more than one occasion."
"No, really?" you groan, your cheeks painted with embarrassment as you try to hide your face with your hands.
"Mmmhmmm" he laughs pulling your hands from your face, "I think they were worried that we might figure out that one of us is a boy and the other is a girl when we were younger, but as we got older, I think there were secretly rooting for it."
"I figured they would eventually put a stop to it, but I guess they trusted you far more than the trusted me," he grins.
"Guess we've disappointed them then," you chuckle tucking yourself into his side as he kisses the top of your head.
"Sleep well, y/n, wake me if you need anything," he whispers as he turns off the lights leaving the two of you wrapped up in nothing but the darkness and each other's arms.
The next several days in Milan Christian works to improve your mood as much as he can, enjoying when he catches flickers of you returning to your normal self.
You wake up early with him, enjoying quiet mornings before he has to leave for training. He even asks if he can bring you along for a few sessions giving you a chance to catch up with his old Chelsea teammates. You spend afternoons wandering the city and learning Italian with him. Evenings, which he knows you typically dread, are spent, snuggled up together watching movies or binge watching some of your favorite series.
Being constantly surrounded by Christian's presence is working wonders for you, you can feel yourself healing from everything you've been through the past few months. During a face time with Christian's mom she mentions that she can tell both of you are in a better place mentally and physically and that she's glad you are getting to spend some time together.
You cannot deny how much you enjoy being with him, here in a safe bubble, seemingly protected from the outside world. And Christian, he's enjoying your company more and more each day. Things are seamless and comfortable between the two of you, conversations are easy, and the silences are never awkward.
He has been thrilled to have you with him as he embarks on a new season with Milan. You've been able to travel to away games with him and we're blown away on your first trip to the San Siro.
One particularly warm evening after a match, you walk out of the bathroom in a pair of pajamas that show far more skin than any others you've worn around him. You pretend not to notice the way his breath hitches in his throat when he sees you and the way his eyes follow you as you slip into bed next to him.
"You ok?" you whisper, resting your head on his chest noticing the way his heart is hammering away.
"Couldn't be better," he sighs, trailing his hands over the exposed skin on your back and shoulders noticing when your skin erupts in goosebumps, a reaction he's not used to from you.
"I've got the next couple of days off, I thought we might take a little trip to Lake Como tomorrow, have some lunch, see the area," he says quietly, a hint of nervousness in his voice.
"That sounds nice," you whisper, turning to place a kiss to his chest.
"And I have a surprise for you tomorrow night," he smiles as you turn to look him in the eyes, resting your chin on his chest.
"You know I hate surprises," you grin, a glint of playfulness in your eyes.
"I know, but this is a good one, and you're not getting it out of me," he grins back at you, tickling your sides and making you squeal.
"Now, let's get some sleep, we have an early morning tomorrow," he says, reaching to turn off the light and gesturing for you to turn on your side so that he can be the big spoon.
"Good night y/n," he whispers, "love you," as he places a feather light kiss on your shoulder, so light you almost don't notice it.
"Good night, Chris, love you too." You whisper back to him, intertwining your fingers with his.
The next morning, you both wake up early and have a quick breakfast before leaving for the day's adventure. Lake Como is more beautiful than you could imagine and you share a lunch that borderlines on romantic at a small cafe that overlooks the lake.
"I can't believe we are here," you nudge him with your shoulder as you walk down a small path towards the waters edge.
"I'm sure you could sweep some lucky girl off of her feet here," you chuckle at him noticing the way his cheeks turn a light shade of pink.
"Probably, but that's not what today is about is it," he rolls his eyes at you, "today is about me and you spending time together, not me scoping out potential date spots."
"I know, but what better place to fall in love than Italy, Christian," you say, twirling yourself around in front of him, missing the absolutely smitten look on his face.
"Maybe," he shrugs his shoulders, his eyes never leaving you.
"Are you going to tell me what this surprise is?" you ask him, looping your arm through his and resting your head on his shoulder. Noticing the way his skin reacts to your fingers tracing over his skin.
You like Kelsea Ballerini right?" he asks, as he rests his head on the top of yours as you both of you stare out over the water at the colorful houses dotting the horizon.
"I do, her new album is practically an anthem for my life right now, why?" you breathe out, shuddering as his arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer to him.
"She's playing at the stadium tonight, and I might have gotten tickets for us," he says lowly, tilting his head up so that he can look you in the eyes and see your reaction.
"Playing at the stadium, as in your stadium? In Milan?" you nearly squeal, turning to fully face him as he nods.
"Thank you," your voice comes out low, barely above a whisper as tears well in your eyes, "for this, and for everything, you've always been the one person I could count on no matter what, and I honestly don't know what I would do without you."
You press a gentle kiss to his cheek, lingering a bit longer than normal as you notice him swallow dryly.
Leaning back slightly, you take in his features, suddenly mesmerized by his beauty. You've always known Christian was attractive, that much was obvious to you, but Italy has done him a world of good. His summer tan has lingered a bit longer, freckles dancing over his skin, and his eyes seem a bit brighter and more full of hope than you've seen them in a while. You catch your gaze lingering over his lips, noticing how soft and plump they are and wondering what they might feel like pressed against your own.
Christian has been your best friend for as long as you can remember, there isn't a single core memory of yours that doesn't involve him, being here with him the past couple of weeks, his patience, support and attentiveness have healed parts of you you didn't know needed healing.
Part of you never thought it was possible to develop feelings for him beyond friendship, and yet, when he's looking at you the way he is at this very moment, it makes you wonder if there couldn't be something more there.
"You're staring," he whispers, enjoying the flood of color that rushes to your cheeks.
"Am I not allowed to stare at my best friend? You're kind of beautiful you know?" you say, your eyes never leaving his.
"You're the beautiful one," he whispers, leaning down and glancing at your lips, almost as if he's thinking of kissing them before kissing the tip of your nose.
You turn, facing the horizon again as his arms squeeze your waist. "I love it here," you breathe out, feeling him nod as he rests his chin on your shoulder, but you aren't quite sure if by "here" you mean your actual location, or if you mean in Christian's arms.
"We should go," he gives you a gentle squeeze and slides his hand into yours.
The car ride home is quiet, he can tell you're lost in your own thoughts and he'd give anything to know what you are thinking about as you stare out of the window. Truthfully, he's a bit lost in his on thoughts as well, trying to come to terms with everything he's been feeling over the last few days.
Back at his apartment, you start getting ready for the concert, Christian ordering dinner for the two of you to eat as you get ready. You pick out a flowy dress, something that accentuates your best features, wanting to look pretty for yourself, and you catch yourself thinking that you also want to look pretty for him. You want him to be proud to have you with him, not that he's ever made you feel otherwise.
Once you are finally ready to go, you walk out of his bathroom about the same time as he walks out of his closet, also dressed and ready to go. You both silently stare at each other, soaking one another in before his lips curl slightly at the edges as he makes his way over to you.
"You look beautiful as always," he smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek, dangerously close to the corner of your mouth.
"So do you," you blush slightly at his compliment as he takes your hand and leads you to the car waiting to pick you up.
The concert is amazing, Christian never leaves your side, and most of the night he has one or both arms wrapped around your waist.
As the first notes of "Penthouse" ring out around the stadium he moves so that he is standing behind you, both arms around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder as he gently sways with you to the music.
Tears well in your eyes at the words that seem so very personal to you, a few spill over as Christian grips onto your hips turns you around. He brings his hands up to cup your face as he brushes the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs as the music fades out.
You're staring at each other, both of you knowing exactly what is coming next, as she belts out the healed version of "I kissed someone new last night, and now I don't care where your sleeping baby," Christian presses his lips to yours.
The kiss is soft and slow, and without a moment's hesitation you grip your fingertips into his t-shirt as you melt into the kiss; his lips slotting perfectly against yours, just as you had imagined they would. Suddenly, it feels like all of the pieces have fallen into place.
He pulls back and rests his forehead against yours, "I love you, y/n" he says quietly, only loud enough for you to hear. A couple of tears fall from your eyes, as you nod and say "I love you too, Christian."
"No, baby, I need you to understand what I'm saying. I'm in love with you, I am desperately in love with you," he says as he bumps his nose against yours.
"I know, and I'm in love with you too," you grin, a squeal escaping your lips as he picks you up and spins you around.
"Stay in Italy with me, I can't bare for you to leave me," he says as he pulls you closer to him, burying his face into your neck, "we can both start over here, and we can start building a life together," he says hesitantly, searching your features for an answer he is hoping will be yes.
You nod and he crashes his lips back to yours in a much heavier yet still reserved kiss considering you are in public.
"So you're staying," he mumbles against your lips.
"I'm staying" you grin, "until you're sick of me."
"That's never going to happen sweetheart," he smiles sweetly, "never."
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k. (pt2.)
k. (pt2.) - jihyo x idol! reader
synopsis: part 2 of k.
genre: angst?, communications actually????, yes ik your response would never fly in asia, mentions of soojin (DO NOT THROW HATE ON HER), swearing, 1.1k words pt1. pt.3
the reason was simple. you had gotten a good enough score on your CSAT to be able to go to any university you desired. So you had set your heart on attending Seoul National University for a M.D. of psychiatry. Maybe it was your desire to know why jihyo had made the decision to break up with you without your approval, or maybe you just wanted to find another way to make people smile. whatever the case, you still got accepted to SNU program in psychiatry.
psychiatry was fun aside from the endless nights of studying, writing papers, and consuming energy drinks. it was still your first year when you started selling some of your songs to JYP for money and when cube entertainment reached out to you.
the email that changed your future again read as follows:
dear y/l/n y/n,
we hope this email finds you well. we were wondering if you were willing to participate in our new upcoming girl group project. although we cannot tell you the names of other members at this time, we can confirm that this will be a seven-member girl group. we heard wonderful things about you from other trainees and entertainment, and we would love to have you on board this project. If you wish to know further details about this group, please come in soon, as this is a limited-time offer.
futher thanks,
cube entertainment staff
you had a dilemma. as much as you wanted to live a normal life as a psychiatrist helping people, something inside you was yearning to take this opportunity to debut. after all, it was what you had trained for over 4 years at JYP for. two hours later, you had reached your final decision. taking up your laptop, you typed out a simple response to the cube team, forever changing the future you had laid out for yourself.
when is the closest available appointment
sincerely,
y/l/n y/n
sent.
time skip (abt a year)
you weren't going to lie that the past years had been brutual being put through evaluation after evaluation, but hey. you had six awesome girls to rely on, and better yet, you had a name to call all of yourselves. (G)I-dle. man, what a name soyeon came up with, and better yet it fit all seven of you very well. it was worth every ache to just debut with this group... i wonder if this is what jihyo felt when she made her debut. you and soyeon even made a song together that ended up on the album, which was kinda cool.
as soon as you knew it MAMA's rolled around, and you knew that your group excitement couldn't be contained when your arms started hurting from being smacked on the arm so many times by yuqi who was beside you when the news came. as the leader and soojin tried to calm the two youngers down, you were with minnie, and miyeon where a question that threw you off so much was asked innocently by miyeon, "do you think twice will be there?"
she looked at you, knowing that you were a JYP entertainment trainee who probably knew the most, if twice were going to be there. after all, you guys must have been friends. you responded, scratching the back of your neck a little, and tried to say in a nonchalant way "i'm not sure, but they probably will be there since it's MAMA's."
the older nodded and went back on her phone; however, minnie looked at you for a second, taking note of your unusual response to miyeon. then going back onto her phone, you, on the other hand, were sweating buckets, thinking of maybe seeing your ex at the award show. you still haven't unblocked her number, or any of twice for that matter... but then the thought hit you.
you haven't unblocked any of twice yet... maybe you should unblock one. you felt bad for dragging all of your and her friends into the messy part of your relationship. debating between the latter, you ended up unblocking one person, mina. you weren't exactly close with her, but you saw the text kept ringing one by one. 216 messages. 125 missed calls. HOLY FUCK- you thought. you didn't even talk to the girl that much, and the last one was on your debut date, May 2 2018.
peguin minguin: happy debut date! hope you're will do well!!! i'm cheering you on!! fighting!!
you bit your lip, trying to hold back your tears from reading the message, before excusing yourself to the bathroom. typing the response to mina.
traingle goof: thanks mina! I hope your yes and yes promotions are going well!!! i'll be cheering from the sidelines for you!! fighting!!!
returning back to your room after sending that message, trying to help soyeon and soojin calm the youngers down.
mina pov:
it was another tireless day of promotion, and with our schedule being so packed by JYP, i was ready to just straight out pass out on to the bed. a thought passed by me to check my phone just in case anything important happened or someone texted me. while scrolling through the notifications quickly, something caught my eye, traingle goof , no way. i screamed causing jeongyeon and nayeon to run quickly to me. jeongyeon gave me the good look up and down and nayeon well she was tired and asking what i was screaming about. i showed them the text. "no fucking way," nayeon says while being hit by jeonyeon who didn't see.
however, the face on jeongyeon face when she saw the message was priceless; her jaw dropped wide open. she grumbled out a reply, "i don't understand why she would contact you out of all people. she wasn't really that close to you."
i understood her logic for thinking that way, and sure, we weren't really close, but we still understood each other. hell, they were closer than i ever was. i walked over to sana, who seemed to have almost just slept, until i shook her a bit and showed her the messages. she shot up almost immediately, asking me in japanese if the message i showed her was fake. she started texting y/n again, asking if she had unblocked her again. no response. then she turned back to me, asking if i could text her. so i typed out a simple response to y/n
penguin menguin: thank you! are you and your group going to MAMA this year? maybe the j-line and 2yeon could meet up with you guys!
a response was sent. now all she had to do was wait. little does she know that a figure saw a flash of mina screen when walking by.
a/n ok why is this actually like taking more than 2 parts than i thought it would be i promise it will be 3 chapters manifesting it will be. anyways yea MISAMO STREAM IK THEY'RE PROMTIONS PERIOD IS OVER BUT LIKE PLS THIER ALBUM IS LITTERALLY SO PERFECT
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I miss you - Neymar Imagine
Summary:
Neymar is in Qatar for the World Cup, and you haven't been able to travel there yet because of work. You Facetime each other every night, he needs your support every day.
I get home and throw my bag and jacket on the couch, and I run to pick up my laptop to call Ney. I don't even bother to change into something more comfortable first. I click on his contact, and he answers in a matter of seconds. His cute face pops up on the screen, making me tear up. It's been 3 weeks since I last saw him in person.
"Hellooo, linda. I miss you," he blurts out immediately, making his cute puppy face; he knows I can't resist.
"Hii, meu anjo. I miss you too. How are you? "Are you feeling better since the injury?" I say back to him, smiling now that I'm talking to him after a stressful day at work.
"Yeah, it's healing finally. "I'm hoping to be on the next game after this one," he responds.
"You will, bebê." You'll come back stronger than ever. I'm actually very excited to tell you that I have booked a ticket to Qatar. I leave in 3 days, so I will be there to see you play the next game." I say, waiting for his response.
"YOU WILL? Why didn't you say that sooner? Oh, god, finally! I have missed you so much. I need your hug very badly." he says excitedly after hearing the news and blows me a kiss through the camera.
"I wanted to surprise you right now. I miss your presence here so much. Things have gotten very stressful at work, which is why I couldn't take a break earlier. But, I'm going to be there in a few days, everything is perfect, don't worry about me, bebê." I say, I don't want him to worry about me and lose his focus on the competition.
"Y/N, meu amor. You work so hard, you need to take a break sometimes. "Your time here will help you relax also." He says this to me in a comforting manner.
I tear up a little bit. I miss his touch, his smell, his voice, everything. This is supposed to be harder for him than me, he's the one away from home. I can't let him know I'm sad, that'll just make him worry, but he always sees through me.
"Y/N?" he asks after a brief silence to which I do not respond.
"Bebê? Can you look at me? He says trying to make me lift my head up so he can talk to me.
I blink a few times, trying to make myself more presentable before I look into his eyes.
"Yes, Ney?" i say back to him.
"Please, don't cry, meu amor. It'll only be 3 more days before we see each other." He says, he wants to comfort me and lighten the mood.
"I know, Ney. I'm sorry, I'm just extremely tired, and you not being here makes it 100% worse." I say back at him, now more calm than before.
"Why don't we fall asleep "together" tonight too? I can see you're still wearing your work clothes, go change into something comfortable and lay on the bed." he says while also getting ready to go to bed himself.
"Of course, amor. I'll be right back." I say and I put the laptop on the bed in the bedroom. I get something comfortable to wear from Ney's closet, obviously. Before he left for Qatar, I "stole" a few hoodies from him so I can still smell him after he's gone. I put on an oversized black hoodie with nothing but underwear since It's warm at night and the hoodie covers my butt. I run to the bathroom really quickly to wash my face. After I'm done, I go back to the bed seeing Neymar already done this his routine laying in his bed waiting for me.
"I'm back, amor." I say while getting under the covers and placing the laptop on Ney's side of the bed facing me.
"Aww, meu anjo. You are wearing my hoodie." he says to me in a cute voice.
"Yesss, this makes me feel less lonely." i say back to him.
Neymar's POV:
I could tell she was exhausted from the moment she called me. It broke my heart a little, but I felt much better when she told me she would be here in a few days. Her voice calms me down, and her eyes make me forget every burden in my life. I wanted her to get a good sleep, so I told her to go change and lay on the bed. I did the same night routine much faster than she did, as always, and I laid back on my hotel bed waiting for her. When she came back, she was wearing my favorite black hoodie, which she "stole" from me. She looked extremely cute and cozy; I would just hop on a plane right now and lay there next to her.
I was talking to her about my day when I realized my voice was putting her to sleep, so I kept talking. She was only responding with "mhm" or nodding her head. I keep talking until I hear her cute little snore from the laptop.
"Sweet dreams, meu anjo. I can't wait to see you. Good night!" I say that to her even though she's passed out by now. I put my head on the pillow myself and fell asleep to her beautiful face and cute snores.
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You've got a friend in me
Pairing: Chris Evans x reader
Summary: " The important thing is that we stick together." - Buzz Lightyear
Word count: 2.199 words
Warnings: A lot of flufff
A/N: Hello everyone! I hope everyone is doing wonderful! This takes place in the same universe as my fic Kisses, so if you haven't read that yet, please do!
And a quick disclaimer, I have to say that Aria is here 5 years old, so it takes a couple of years later after Kisses.
Alright, I hope you enjoy it, guys. Love you all!
English is not my first language, so I apologize, If I made any (grammar) mistakes. Feedback and requests are always welcome.
Enjoy and tell me what you think xxx
I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site.
How many people in the world can say that all of their biggest dreams came true? Unfortunately, not a lot. But Chris could. Anytime. That all of his big dreams came true one at a time, wasn’t something he could wrap his head around. It felt surreal and uncommon, like he won a golden ticket. He just wondered what good deed he did in his life that God blessed him with greatness.
The first time that one of his biggest dreams came true, was in New York in an agent’s office. His agent told him he got the part in ‘Not another teen movie’, where he would play Jake Wyler. In Chris’ eyes, it was the first real acting gig he had ever gotten. Of course, he was in other stuff like 'Opposite sex', but he describes that as 'terrible' and not to be mentioned again. This role made Chris believe directors would see his talent in this movie and give him even bigger roles. He saw it all in front of him. Becoming an A-list actor, went to his movie premiers, winning awards. He couldn't wait.
The second time that one of his dreams came out, was when he met you.
He was ordering coffee for himself when he realized he forgot his wallet at home. He was lacking sleep from all the anxiety his new acting job gave him.
Just when he was going to tell the barista to cancel his order, you jumped in.
“I’ll pay for the gentleman, too, if that's alright with him.” When he turned to look at you and say he you didn’t have to, he saw something magnificent. Undescribable with words, glowing from the sunlight that was coming from outside. He saw the definition of elegant in front of him.
He saw you.
Now, Chris was one of those men who didn’t believe in falling in love at first sight. He truly believed that you should and only can fall in love with someone if you know them.
But he would be dammed if he didn’t find out who you were, and why he couldn’t take his eyes off you.
"Thank you so much. You didn't have to do that. How can I make it up to you?"
The third time was in his favorite city, but the place he hated the most: The hospital.
Never in a million years, would Chris think that one of his biggest dreams was about to come true in a hospital in Boston.
But here he was, experiencing the fact that you were giving birth to his daughter.
His baby girl.
Ever since Chris was a young adult, he wanted to be a father. Growing up in with 3 siblings in a healthy household, he just knew. It felt right, the idea of coming home from work, and seeing your children play with each other while your wife was working on her laptop.
It felt safe.
His first child. He still couldn’t believe it.
Aria Raine Evans.
You chose her first name, Aria, while Chris chose Raine. The most calming sound in this world was the sound of rain, according to him.
That changed in an instant when he heard Aria’s voice.
“ I still can’t believe she’s real.” He whispered in your ear while you were feeding her.
“ I can’t believe you fainted twice while I was pushing her out of my vagina.” He rolled his eyes, not proud that happened. But he knew you weren't mad. It was a known fact that Chris is a very sensitive man.
“I’m sorry, okay, but I was about to meet the love of my life and I got too excited.”
You smiled at his confession, making sure your daughter was feeding well.
“ I know honey, I know.”
And now, He found himself 5 years later, making another of his dreams come true.
He was about to show the world that he was Buzz Lightyear.
Chris would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous. Premiers were always nerve-racking for him, but this time he was calmer than normal because you and Aria were joining him today at the premiere, and he had to be strong for the both of you. Chris promised himself the day that Aria was born that he would protect both of you from any harm that his fame could cause. To this day, he never broke his promise.
“Daddy, look at me, you’ve got a friend in me, daddy!”
When he turned to look at this 5-year-old daughter, while he was in the living room taking a picture of dodger, Chris couldn’t believe his eyes that something that cute was existing in his life.
Aria asked you if she could dress as Woody, and who were you to say no?
“Oh my goodness, you’re right bubba, I got a friend in you! Come here, let daddy see you properly!"
Aria jumped in Chris’ arms, too excited to show her daddy how she looked.
“ Look daddy, there is Andy written under my boot!” Chris checked and just like her daughter said, Andy was written under her tiny boot.
“Did mommy buy this costume for you? Gosh, Aria, you look amazing! Speaking of, baby, where is your mom?”
Just when Aria was about to answer, you walked into the living room.
“I’m here honey.”
You were wearing a long white dress, that showed every curve your body had. After all those years and having a child with Chris, you still looked like the most stunning woman in his eyes.
“ I showed my costume to daddy just like you asked mommy and he liked it!” You fake gasped, approaching your daughter with open arms.
“Of course he liked it, sweetie, you’re the cutest Woody daddy has ever seen, isn’t that right Chris?”
He nodded with a big smile.
“Oh absolutely, I think they should make a Woody film next with you in it, Aria.”
Aria groaned loudly. Hearing his dad talking about her acting made her annoyed.
“Daddy, I told you already I don’t want to act. I wanna be a painter!”
Hearing his daughter’s annoyance, he took her back from you.
“I know honey, I know. I’m just joking with ya. Now, is everyone ready to go to the premiere?”
“Yes, daddy I am so ready!”
Chris kissed both of her cheeks and looked at his daughter with adoration. Seeing Aria being so excited about his work makes him full of joy and love.
“Now, remember what we told you, Aria. It can get hectic there, the important thing is-"
“That we stick together, I know daddy, you don’t need to steal lines from his movie.”
After sassing her parents, Aria left her daddy’s arms and went to wait in front of the door, with dodger following her.
Chris and you were looking at each other in awe, not believing how big your baby girl has gotten.
“That is your daughter, wow. The sass she has.” He slowly walked toward you, giving his flirty eyes.
"I know, but let's talk about you for a sec. Who told you to be this gorgeous, huh?" His eyes never left yours while his hands were roaming your body, giving you goosebumps.
"Oh, stop it. You and I both know you are the attractive one in this relationship. I mean, look at you, now that you have got some grey in your beard, it makes you irresistible."
He scoffed, hating that you would hate on yourself like that. If you only could see yourself through Chris' eyes.
"You are the star in my life that brightens every tricky and dark place that I have to go through. Do you know how much I have to fight with myself, trying not to fall into the honey of your eyes? Don't you ever, talk about yourself that way. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on, okay?"
You loved how Chris showed you every day the reasons you fell in love with him.
Today's reason was his kindness and how great he was with words.
He slowly reached down, about to capture your lips with his, until…
"MOMMY, DADDY HURRY I DON'T WANNA BE LATE"
"Yup, she is showing the Y/L/N in her blood, for sure."
Aria was mesmerized when you guys arrived at the premiere. Seeing people everywhere with cameras, a lot of children dressed up as Buzz, Woody, and a lot of other characters from the movie she has seen with her parents. It felt like she entered a whole new world.
"Wow, everything is blue." Not the first reaction Chris expected from her daughter, but at least she wasn't complaining.
"I know. Everything looks amazing. Aria, there are a lot of cameras inside. If you ever feel uncomfortable or the feeling you don't want to be here, you tell daddy and we will get you out of here, okay? No film in the world is more important than you."
She simply nodded, not understanding why her father sounded so scared. It was just a couple of cameras. How bad could it be?
"I need you to say it, Aria. This is very important."
She looked at you, seeing that you had the same facial expression as Chris.
"If I ever get scared, I will tell daddy and he will get me out of here. Can we go inside now? I'm getting bored."
She held your hand and walked with big steps towards the carpet. Looking behind you, you saw a shocked Chris, once again in awe of his daughter. He pulled himself together and followed you guys.
You went on the carpet together as a family, posing with Chris holding your waist close to him, while Aria was in front of you guys smiling at the camera.
She was pure talent. You had your doubts, about taking her to the premiere, especially with so many people around, but Aria took it like a champ. She was well behaved, waved at some cameras, posed some, and even answered some questions from journalists.
"We are here today with none other than Chris Evans and his lovely family! Hey Aria, how excited are you that your dad is a hero?"
She looked at Chris first, asking permission if she could answer the lady. When he simply nodded, she started talking.
" I am so excited that my daddy is a hero. But he was already a superhero. You know my daddy is also Captain America!"
the three adults laughed, making Aria very confused since she didn't make a joke.
"Yeah, that's right, but who is your favorite? Buzz Lightyear or Captain America?"
" I think Buzz because Captain America kissed a lot of other ladies that weren't mommy and he is stupid for that."
Once again, she made you and Chris laugh alongside the interviewer. But she still didn't understand why they were laughing when she didn't make a joke. What was so funny?
"Girl, you are so right. Thank you, Chris, Y/N, and Aria for your answers!"
You and Chris shook her hand while Aria just flashed her a smile.
"Thank you for your question. See you later."
After you guys walked away, you turned to Aria, giving her kisses all over her face.
"Aren't you just the cutest kid ever, huh? Who told you to be this cute?"
"Mommy, stop, please, my tummy hurts!" She kept giggling while Chris was still holding her.
"Alright troublemakers, it's time to watch the movie. Y'all are excited?"
Aria and you said the same thing at the same time.
"Aye, aye captain!"
"Alright, let's go inside."
Aria set between you and Chris in the big theatre. He sometimes looked towards her daughter, seeing if he could get a glimpse of her reaction, but it was dark and he couldn't see properly. After the movie ended, you guys went straight to the car, since it was getting late and it was almost bedtime for Aria.
"So Aria, tell me, what did you think of the movie?" This was the most stressful moment of the night for Chris. Aria's opinions mattered to him, and he took them seriously.
" It was missing Woody, daddy. They were supposed to stick together. They were buddies. So I don't know. I have to think about it."
Chris felt like someone had crushed his soul. He knew from her tone that she didn't like it. He felt so disappointed in himself, that he let his daughter down.
"Oh, I'm so sorry baby, I thought that-"
" I'M JUST KIDDING DADDY, I LOVED IT! YOU DIDN'T KISS OTHER LADIES! AND BUZZ IS SO COOL BECAUSE OF YOU!"
Chris felt a tremendous relief washing over him, never been happier that his daughter was joking. You were snickering in the passenger seat next to him, laughing about the fact that your daughter got her father again.
"You little minx, you pranked daddy again! I thought you didn't like the movie! How are you so good at acting, huh?"
He turned towards his daughter, waiting for her answer.
" I am my daddy's daughter, that's why."
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illicit affairs | bob floyd x oc | mob boss au
SUMMARY: Robert Floyd runs one of San Diego's most notorious crime syndicates, but his new secretary, Abby Lennox, may just be his downfall.
WARNINGS: mob boss au, bob being horny on main, possessiveness (if you squint). strictly 18+/minors dni
WORD COUNT: ~0.6k
A/N: I haven't been able to get Mob Boss Bob out of my head all day, so here we are with an introduction, a moodboard, and a small blurb. This AU will not be a full-length fic, but a collection of drabbles and blurbs. Don't hesitate to send me questions or headcanons!
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“Sir?”
He looks up and finds his secretary standing in the doorway to his office with a tablet in her hands.
“Come in,” he says, waving her inside with one hand while closing the lid of his laptop on the other. “Close the door, please.”
He’s asked none of his past secretaries to close the door before, and Jake’s warning him about getting close rings in his ears yet again. He’d dismissed him then, but as Bob’s eyes rake across Abby’s body while she closes the door and walks to his desk, he’s starting to think he should heed Jake’s warning.
“What can I do for you?”
Her brows draw together before she seems to catch herself and places her expression back in neutral. The corner of his mouth twitches as she sits in one of the black leather chairs on her side of the desk.
“Mitchell called and asked for a meeting. I tried to set one up with Trace, but he refused. He wants to meet with you personally.”
Bob leans back in his chair, folding his hands across his stomach. “He does, does he?”
Abby nods. “Yes, sir.”
Bob adjusts in his seat, trying to ignore what Abby calling him sir does to him. His trousers feel tight as he meets her dark and intense eyes across the desk.
“Did he tell you what we would discuss at this meeting?”
Abby looks down at her tablet for a second before returning her eyes to him. “No, sir,” she tells him. “How would you like me to proceed?”
Bob weighs the possibilities in his mind. Mitchell is impulsive on the best of days. Reckless on the worst. Bob had been searching for a way out of his dealings with the much older man since he came into his position, and whatever Mitchell had gotten himself into now was surely the excuse he needed.
He leans forward again, resting his forearms on the large oak desk. “Set it up for this afternoon,” he says. “Call Trace and let her know to meet me there.”
“I’ll get right on it,” she says and stands, wobbling slightly. Bob shoots out of his seat, reaching across the desk for her arm to steady her. The feeling of her soft skin under his calloused palm sends a shiver down his spine.
He pulls back and watches Abby walk back to the door. As her hand lands on the knob, Bob opens his mouth before his head can catch up to what he’s saying.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?”
Bob watches as she squares her shoulders and turns back around slowly. There’s a dark hair stuck in her lip gloss that he can’t take his eyes off.
“Sitting on my couch with wine and takeout, probably.”
Bob walks around his desk, stopping right in front of Abby. He towers over her, and from this angle he can see just a hint of cleavage. “I’d like you to go to the fundraiser with me.”
He meant to go alone, but the idea of mingling with senators and other state officials on his own makes him want to scream.
“You do?”
She’s looking anywhere but at him when he raises a hand, places it on her cheek, and lets his thumb drag the hair away from her mouth. “I do,” he says and leans in closer.
Abby’s breath audibly hitches when his lips brush against her ear. “Wear blue,” he whispers, “so they all know you’re with me.”
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gonna procrastinate on writing by talking about writing woo
So, fun fact! Permission Slip is usually being written on two different documents at once, which should be but are not actually identical? And neither of them match the actual AO3 version you guys read?
1st Draft
The first draft is written with a combination of OpenOffice and Google Docs.
(I'll get to why that says Mobile Copy in a sec)
The OpenOffice document is meant to be the Master Draft of the fic. It's the entire story so far-- outline, notes, all the chapters written and the bits of chapters we haven't gotten to yet.
Yeah, it's lengthy. The reason it says 'Active Version' is starting around Chapter 5, I began saving a copy of the document up to the most recent chapter finished.
This is because of how I write scenes out of order, and having an older draft lets me go back for things that got rewritten. It's also really neat to see how various ideas evolved over the story, or how old some of the scenes are.
OpenOffice has the Master Draft, not just because it can handle it, but so I can put my laptop into airplane mode and write offline if I really need to focus. But the story doesn't stay there!
If you've seen the snippets I've shared, you know that sometimes they're highlighted in grey, like this:
(yeah you enjoy that snippet from Chapter 15)
The grey highlights are a system to tell myself 'this is a section that needs to be copied over to the other document', almost always a section I have just written that session. Feels good to have a whole page in grey.
So from OpenOffice, the grey sections are copied over to GoogleDocs, and become the 2nd Draft.
2nd Draft
..okay, so there are actually TWO GoogleDoc copies of Permission Slip. One of them is a 'master' version, just like the Open Office file. The other is the Mobile version. The master version has all of the chapters and outline and stuff, while the Mobile copy only goes back one or two chapters prior to the current one. Why?
Cos it turns out that when a document gets to be around 110 pages long, Docs starts being a little bitch and lags real bad on mobile, or starts crashing. So the mobile version was made so I could type on my phone. Same deal, new sections are highlighted in grey and copied back to the OpenOffice version when I'm on the laptop again.
Since the GoogleDocs version can be worked on from multiple locations, it's the one that gets the most edits. If there are substantial changes made they'll be copied back to the OpenOffice document, but minor edits aren't as crucial, and there are some sections that are pretty different between the two now.
From the GoogleDocs version on to the final(ish) version:
3rd Draft
The AO3 version should match the GoogleDocs version, and for the most part it does-- but not always. That last minute readthrough to catch all the spaces added after italics is also a time for minor edits. Missing words, dialogue rewrites, etc. There's one chapter that had a chunk written in the editor, but unfortunately I can't remember which one it is now 8'D only that it's between chapters 9 and 12. Naturally the AO3 version is the one you guys get to see.
Uuuuh yeah so. Overcomplicated system, go!
Also if you want a word processor for free, I recommend LibreOffice! Its based on the same open source software as OpenOffice, only it's actually still being updated and stuff (I still use OO just cos it's what I have 8'D).
Unfortunately I have yet to find a word processing app with cloud-based storage that can be edited from multiple devices, so I can't replace GoogleDocs with something better.
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Cloud spotting
Bbc Sherlock
Fluff
It was a bright breezy day. The sky was quite clear as well. It looked as if it was an oil painting done on a canvas, the clouds were floating and the sky was absolutely blue. Sherlock played his violin, a new tune, rather joyous one that he composed for a week and I sat by the table doing my work. I always prefer to listen to music while I'm working, and Sherlock's violin can barely have any competition. And after a few minutes his bow hit the final string. After playing his instrument he looked outside the sky, his eyes expressed well enough how much he was pleased with the weather "hmmm, pleasent isn't it". He muttered.
I lifted my head from my laptop and got up, "let me see" I said walking towards him.
We both stood by the window and watched the clouds floating in the sky. It's something utterly simple, yet effectively pleasent.
That image just popped an idea so dear and personal to me "Have you ever played cloud spotting?" I asked.
He gave a confused glance at me, yet ofcourse he could deduce looking at me how much fascinated I was by the idea "Mm nope" he said, "but that one looks like a cat". He said with a smile pointing to a small fluffy cloud.
"It definitely does, kinda like a dog too". I replied giggling lightly, honestly he'd join into this mad game, I never thought so.
"Yes" he replied and we laughed softly on our own, trying to find more shapes. He was about to get back to his work, as he turned to walk back from the window he saw a small tear drop rolled down my cheek.
Apparently he was baffled, why would someone cry a minute after they laughed, so he asked "Hey, what's wrong?" his voice was filled with concern.
"Oh nothing " I said wiping that tear, obviously the reason was embarrassing, look at him, he can control his emotions the best way possible. And I crying for, perhaps a memory.
"I insist, if something's the matter tell me, we promised to keep no secret." He reminded me the promise we made to eachother. So I had no other way but reveal the reason.
"Don't judge me but When I was a kid, I used to play cloud spotting with my grandparents. I only used to find Pikachu in every cloud, after they died I never played it again, and I just... recalled it so...". I replied, kept looking outside. I knew he isn't good at words, he didn't know what ti say, but his actions speaks louder. Sherlock looked at me with a sympathetic look in his eyes and then he looked at the clouds saying, "you think we can find some more Pikachu in them?".
I looked at him and smiled at his question, ofcourse he knows how to make me smile so I spotted a cloud which definitely didn't look anywhere close to any varient of Pikachu but yet I said, "look, that one does looks a little alike it no?".
"Oh yes it does" he said smiling. He too could see it did not. After a few minutes of random ramblings we both were about to resume to our works until I spotted a balloon vender, "look a balloon vender." I called out, balloons have been fascinating me since I was a child and still haven't gotten over it.
"Oh yeah" he said unbothered, looking at the vendor outside.
"My mum still buys me balloon you know". I said out of nowhere, with him it feels like I can share anything. Hearing this I saw a soft smile curving to his lips, "would you like me to buy you one?".
I turned around to face him with a smile "Well husband, I wouldn't mind".
"Which one" he asked looking at the balloons that the vendor was carrying.
"Pink one please". I said because the pink one was adorable to me.
"Hey excuse me" He said and ran downstairs. I watched him from the window getting me a pink balloon. Then he came and gave it to me, "here you go". And handed me my balloon
"Thanks Mr Holmes." I answered, yet my emotions just felt like storm inside me. I didn't know what and how I felt.
"You're welcome" he said kissing my forehead softly. "I love the child that's still inside you" he said with a comforting smile.
"Do you think you can give me the love that I've been due?" I asked , I was way too emotional with all the things that he did for me.
"Perhaps I can, as you bring me my early youth" he answered smiling then leaning down to kiss my lips. That's how we are I believe, that's how we saved eachother.
#bbc sherlock#sherlock x reader#sherlock x y/n#sherlock holmes x reader#sherlock fanart#sherlock x you
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Au where Joe lives and Sara dies in the main game from chapter 1. Alright, this is probably not that new of an au but imagine-- this would be so interesting!
I'm thinking of how Sara gets the sacrifice card and I'm thinking of like two scenarios.
Either Sara also takes the sacrifice card and now she got like two cards (after some puzzles and talking to other characters) she meets Joe at the bar. She looks over, thinking he might've also gotten a card and she sees their picture with ryoko. They talk about it, all tension leaving and Sara decides to trust Joe and ask if he saw any card. He says he doesn't and gives him the key master card. I haven't thought out why but it might have something to do with she trusts that just like in the first trial, he'll be able to save her if anything happens.
Or it could be after Sara got the key master card, she gives it to Joe and (after many puzzles later, basically when sou got knocked out) she picks up the sacrifice card and wasn't able to throw it away without having others be suspicious (she doesn't really know what the card means yet, but she has a bad feeling about it).
Its up for imagination how it happens really.
In the main game, the realisation dawns on sara. Her card... sacrifice... she'll die? If not her, then other people will.
... what about Joe?
Joe has the key master.
Sara stayed there panicking, she thought from what to do, to how to survive. And that if she's picked as the victim, she would pick Joe so that they can survive together.
(Uhh yeah, I can't write, but that's basically the idea--)
"You see I'm the keymaster"
"!!"
"Huh???"
Joe looks like he's about to say something but is hesitant, he looks over to Sara who nods, and he immediately announces that he's the keymaster.
And then the announcing that kai was actually the stalker. And then the laptop password. And then the arguing with sou. But half way through, something seems strange. Joe notices half way through arguing with sou, she looked more calm even when her arguments are no longer making sense.
So voting starts, and of course, Sara votes for Joe and the same participants from chap 1 are for preliminary vote except kanna. (I really have no idea how this is going to happen, since I want Sara to manipulate how the discussion is going to flow. she could convince everyone that she's the sage, and since no one is really gonna question her except sou, kai would probably see through her plan and go along with it, not saying anything)
And then 3 minutes are left, Sara tries to pressure them like there isn't enough time to know which between sou and kai is the sacrifice, and that its okay to vote for her. Joe argues with her bur ultimately gets nervous and tries to think how to identify the sacrifice. Of course keiji is suspicious asking her if she's actually okay with it. She agrees And he stays silent, before saying something like "...I guess my instincts were wrong" and of course, sou ruins the whole thing by accusing her of being the sacrifice.
(Yeahhh, that's about my 1am creativity for this. I need to sleep)
#yttd#your turn to die#just some thoughts#again if you guys know any fics like this#please tell me#i really cant write#this is how i ask for fics now hahahaha#because most of the fics i see are like x reader or self insert/OC#which some of them were not bad and actually fun to read#but most of them are repetitive or doesnt really add/change the story other than add the reader to the dialogue of the character#or push most of the interactions for the protag to the reader#with the same dialogue#i dunno men#maybe its just me#aus
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I love you but I have to let you go. Pt 1
Summary: you've been dating Cassie for as long as you remember but she cheats on y/n with Nate, which made y/n heartbroken but a certain someone comes knocking on her door.
After that whole fiasco at the play, y/n was walking home in tears, mascara running down her face, crying how Cassie cheated on her with Nate, after all they went through, y/n has been on Cassie's side, ever since her dad left her and Lexi, she has been comforting and been on her side. Y/n has to admit she was jealous when Cassie started dating McKay, even if she was jealous she still supported her, But let's start to where it all began.
Y/n was at home watching the movie Thirteen on her laptop, she heard a knock on the door, so she went downstairs and opened the door to see Cassie wearing a Alabama Worley costume her makeup being Messed up and her breath smelled like alcohol.
"Cassie what are you doing here?" Asked y/n.
"Y/n I did something bad at the Halloween party, please don't hate me." Cassie pleaded talking through her tears
What went through y/n's head was why would she ever hate Cassie?
" I cheated on McKay with Daniel at the carnival and at the Halloween party." Cassie said looking at y/n for an answer but y/n brain was still processing on what to say.
"Cassie, what!?" Y/n said shocked out her mind.
" I know I fucked up y/n, I don't know what to do." Cassie said hugging y/n
"Break up with him." Y/n muttered under her breath, but Cassie heard what she said.
"Your saying that I should break up with him?" Cassie questioned.
"Yes, I'm saying you should break with him, I know you love him and he loves you but it's for the best, I mean I don't appreciate you cheating on him with Daniel but there would be no point of being in a relationship anymore."
"Also, y/n there might be a possible chance that I might be pregnant I haven't told him yet because I'm scared he won't accept it, I don't know what to do."
Y/n just hugged Cassie as she cried.
Weeks later, Cassie and Y/n started dating, ever since Cassie aborted her baby she has gotten closer with y/n, But it all went a little off ever since the new years eve party.
Y/n was at the party dancing with Maddy but she was still wondering where Cassie was.
Y/n has sent Cassie 3 text messages but Cassie hasn't responded.
Y/n saw Lexi and went up to her
"Lex, have you seen Cassie, I've been blowing up her phone but shes not responding." Y/n said, growing concerned for Cassie.
" I don't know, I was in the car with her and we had a huge argument and she just got out of the car."
"Wait, what? Y/n said as she saw Maddy walked pass them as she went to go use the bathroom.
Y/n walked passed Lexi and just sat on the couch growing concerned for Cassie.
Y/n kept texting Cassie but she was stressed because I don't know what's worse Cassie not answering or Maddy not using the bathroom and banging on the door like a crazed killer.
That was when Y/n saw Cassie walking down the hallway.
Y/n ran up to Cassie and hugged her.
"Where have you been? I've been calling you and texting." Y/n said
"Cassie, where the fuck have you been?" Lexi said walking up to Cassie.
Cassie stood there trying to say something but was cut off when Maddy came up and hugged her .
"Hey are ok?" Y/n asked looking at Cassie since she looked so stressed that something bad happened.
"Nothing, I'm just glad I'm here with you." Cassie said as she pecked y/n on the lips reassuring her.
All of a sudden they heard a commotion and see Fez beating the shit out of Nate.
Honestly, Y/n didn't like Nate at all, Which something in the past she regrets, she used to date Nate in the 8th grade, but they got lost in their ways, but nate got distant towards her and broke up with her for no reason.
Fez was beating the shit out of him, as much as y/n disliked Nate, she just hates watching him get beat up into a pulp.
Cassie and Maddy were trying to get Fez off of Nate but he wouldn't budge, what went through y/n's mind was why did cass was so worried about Nate. jealousy struck through y/n but curiosity was mainly what she was thinking.
A group of guys and McKay got Fez to stop, Fez looked angry and walked off.
"Damn." Y/n thought to herself.
(Guys I know its been long since I uploaded but to make it up I wrote this, I been wrote this but I haven't finished writing it because of school, homework, but I'll try to be more active)
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Bring Me To Life - Kang Yeosang - Part 2
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Pairing: Exchange Student! Yeosang x Art Student! GN Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst, University Au
Summary: A fresh new muse was exactly what a struggling burnt out art student needed in their life. If only you weren’t so socially awkward as to avoid asking said muse for actual help.
Warnings: None in this part
Word Count: 1561
Since you and Yeosang had made that deal you two had exchanged numbers. You went to rescue the poor boy whenever he got lost and you were available, which was surprisingly often and in exchange he would offer little things he thought would inspire you. From pictures of things he saw during his observation assignments out and about and thought you would enjoy too such as little shops or hole in the wall places that had a unique vibe or aesthetic you might enjoy. Working in your sketchbook after class one evening while listening to your music only to feel your phone vibrate besides you.
YeoYeo: Hey, I don't know if you have plans over break yet or not, but I am having to go to an observation on an island nearby and if you want to tag along to look for something inspiring you're welcome! 😊
YeoYeo: You could possibly even help me to decide which island would be best to go to!
Y/N-ie: Besides accomplishing a few assignments I had no plans over break. I wouldn't want to get in your way though.
YeoYeo: No I insist, having someone else with me always makes me feel better on observations.
Y/N-ie: Even if they're entirely lost as to what you're doing?
YeoYeo: 🤣🤣
YeoYeo: Yes, even then.
Y/N-ie: Well in that case it sounds like a great time. I would want us to actually talk about it at some point though.
YeoYeo: Understandable, our cafe after class?
Y/N-ie: Perfect, see you then! 😊
Such simple words shouldn't have made your heart flutter the way that they did. Our cafe…he considered it being for the two of you. It made you feel as though you were floating so blissfully. Of course you had been considering it that, but you never would have expected him to consider it that as well. Not until he confirmed it over text, so seemingly simple and yet the effect it had on you wasn't.
You truly had tried to focus throughout the day, despite the excitement of meeting Yeosang later on bubbling up inside of you more and more as time passed. Your professora even noticed your jitters though when questioned you just passed it off as excitement towards a project you'd been eager to start on. Shoving your things into your backpack after your last class to practically run to the cafe knowing that Yeosang's last class ends a half hour before yours and so he likely would already be there waiting on you. Walking in to see him at the counter, pointing to a table where his stuff was already set up for you to go place your things down as well.
"I ordered your usual." He tells you as he places the cup down in front of you before sitting with his own, "It's scholarship funded to an extent, but I was looking at options to see what would also make that spread the most so that we wouldn't have to worry about expenses on the trip."
You nod as you take a sip, scooting over to look at his laptop screen as well, "So what's your top pick as of right now?"
"It's in Indonesia, Gili Trawangan. It's exotic so unique compared to local stuff, but not as occupied and so it'll be quiet and good for an observation assignment. Still it's not crazy expensive compared to most secluded areas so we can relax as well. Do you have an updated passport?" Yeosang questions as he shows you a bit about the island on his laptop.
"Yeah I do." You nod, not admitting to him that you had gotten it on a whim, but haven't been able to use it for anything since.
"Great! Then that isn't an issue. So, what do you think?" Yeosang beams at you expectantly.
"It's not too much? Especially to bring me along for?" You can't help but insist on confirming.
"No, not at all. I think it's perfect. Why? Does it not appeal to you?" Yeosang suddenly feels conscious of that only to see you quickly shake your head.
"It does, I just don't want you to have to go to such extents just for me is all." Your concerns are brushed away instantly when he smiles so brightly at you.
"It's not, I promise! Do you need help packing any of your art supplies? I can help." Yeosang offers and it makes you chuckle.
"I can do it Yeo, besides you have plenty of your own things to pack for your observation." You assure, watching him deflate a little bit, "If that changes though I'll let you know so that you can come help. For now though, why don't we get some food? I don't want to go home and study on an empty stomach."
"Okay!" Yeosang cheers, grabbing your hand to lead you off and missing how the action makes your cheeks burn.
You felt your gazes lingering more the closer you both got to the break, getting things in order to successfully travel with Yeosang and possibly even splurging on some new art supplies to take along with you. Staring at the open suitcase you found yourself somewhat lost, though not on how to pack your supplies, still enough to call Yeosang slightly embarrassed.
“Hey Y/N what’s up?” Yeosang answers his usual cheery self from the very second he answers the phone.
“Hey Yeo. You know that offer you made me about packing? Can I cash that in now?” The softness to your voice clues Yeosang in on your hesitation as to asking, not that he would let you know that of course.
“Yeah of course! I’ll be there in fifteen!” He assures and you hear the rustling on the other side of the line that confirms he’s on his way.
“Okay, the door will be unlocked.” You tell him before hanging up and taking a breath, before your eyes widen and you scramble to turn around frantically closing the sketchbook you had dedicated to him and tossing it in the closest desk drawer.
True to his word Yeosang walks through your door no more than 15 minutes later, two cups of coffee with him, “I got your favorite!”
Despite your nerves you can’t help but smile at the gesture, accepting the cup and taking a swig, leading him to your room where he looks at your suitcase before looking around confused.
“It looks like you have it under control, what’s the problem?” He keeps his voice gentle in case there was something he was missing.
“Oh, it’s not with the art supplies. Are we um… going to the beach there?” You don’t meet his confused gaze looking down and toying with your fingers.
“I mean yeah, most likely. Why? What’s wrong?” He reaches out, gently tilting your head up to look at him, “You can tell me whatever it is. I promise that I won’t judge.”
“It’s just that um.. I’ve never been to the beach before so I don’t know what to pack.” You explain, gaze flicking up to his before quickly leaving again. Though you swear you almost pick up relief crossing his face.
“That’s all? Don’t worry about that. Just pack a swimsuit you’re comfortable in and a towel and I’ll make sure to have everything else. Don’t stress about it.” He leans down to catch your eyes again and smiles at you to ease some of those feelings, “I’m packing them for me anyways so it’s all good.”
“But you’re doing so much for this trip compared to me.” You pout subconsciously and it makes Yeosang’s smile sweeten even more.
“Don’t worry about that, for me it’s a school trip anyways. For you it’s supposed to be refreshing and give you some inspiration. Besides keeping an eye on your favorite person.” He winks at you playfully, finally getting you to laugh and ease the tension.
Though that day did little to ease the knots in your stomach when you finally stood in front of the airport, taking a deep breath before heading inside to find Yeosang waiting there for you, tickets in hand. Handing you yours and helping you get your bag sent off before you were heading through security together. Your hand firmly grasped in his afterwards as you both navigated the crowds to your gate until the time finally came. Yeosang allowed you the window seat while he took the middle. You missed how his gaze was on you as you watched take off, even snapping a few pictures of the city from above for later on.
“I’m going to take a nap soon, but for now do you wanna put on the same movie?” He asks, pointing to the screens on the seats in front of you, “It’s kinda fun to try and get the timing right.”
“I think only you would find that fun.” You tease slightly, but are already switching the screen to the list of movies showing your agreement and making Yeosang even happier.
Yeah the trip held a lot of unknowns, but there was no way you were going to miss out on the chance with your angelic campus crush. Especially not when the opportunity made him as happy as it did, and you too for that matter. You certainly would be inspired on this trip, no matter what it held.
@sannie-hannie It's late, but here you are Shay!! 🥺 Hope you had the bestest birthday and the bestest year ever my beloved! I'll be here always and will hopefully randomly present you with more angelic yeosang soon!
#fic: bring me to life#ateez x reader#ateez fanfic#ateez imagines#ateez fluff#yeosang x reader#yeosang fluff#yeosang fanfic#yeosang imagine
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Harp's Kongzilla (Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire) Thoughts
(Update ??? 6: [Mission log. I can't tell if it has been 6 minutes since I lost contact with the outside world, or 6 years. Time doesn't move the same in this space. Will I ever be home again, or will I have to make this hellscape my "home"?] Even if you don't care about Godzilla this might be fun to watch the ✨ chaotic progression of my mental breakdown✨! Who needs Kongzilla, when you can pop some corn and watch a ✨ timelapse of Harp's kaiju-inspired demise✨?)
Just got back from seeing Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire in a really nice, really big theater and I have a torrential hurricane of thoughts I MUST get out RIGHT NOW.
THIS MOVIE FUCKS SEVERELY!!!!!!!!!!
(Edit: [kind of an edit I haven't posted this yet] It has been an 1hr and 1/2 since I started typing and I haven't gotten through my spoiler-free review. Kongzilla was only 1hr 55min bro. I am so fucking lost in the sauce bro.)
(Edit 2: [still haven't posted] sorry about the colored text and the bolding and the effects. It is the only way I could keep myself sane. Yes it will continue into the spoiler reblog.)
Usually the first thing I do after seeing a movie at the cinema (not including rambling about it with whoever went with me to the theaters) is look up what other people are saying on the internet. Reviewers, Tumblr, general internet surfing (I'm a nosey bitch who likes to see who I disagree with, sue me).
But I COULD NOT with this one. I turned all my notifs off. They are staying off until I fucking finish this post.
(Edit 3: [I'll post eventually] YES I intend to keep that promise until I finish the spoiler-filled reblog. I took an extra of my ADHD meds to stay up this late. I HAVE to expend that energy somehow.)
Also, I am going to refer to Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire as Kongzilla going forward. I still haven't checked tumblr so it's probs a ship name but it's what I've been calling the movie in my head since I was told I was going to watch it in theaters.
Big Godzilla and Kaiju buffs PLEASE take all my commentary with a grain of salt. I don't know goddamn ANYTHING in depth about Godzilla movies or lore.
Also this is a sequel! I haven't seen the first one!! But I didn't even need to see it bc there is just the right amount of context that you don't have to have seen the 1st to watch this one! So, truly not a point against me. Rather, a point TOWARDS this movie.
The only reason I've seen so many Godzilla movies in theaters is because my brother has been OBSESSED WITH and ENAMORED BY classic kaiju movies and their successors since before my brain was able to make long-term memories, probably even before I was born.
So I go to all the big Kaiju blockbusters with him because he is my big bro and I care about his interests (and also because no matter the movie quality, I didn't pay for the ticket and I probably also got free popcorn). Pretty much ALL of what I know about Godzilla lore is from him and also manga that have kaiju (or are at least kaiju inspired).
Okay, I am gonna ramble all my thoughts. BUT!!!! If you are like me and end up checking Tumblr to see if you'll like a movie, I'll leave something for you. It starts at the TL;DR in purple and goes past the read more.
(Edit 4: [This rambling review I initially wanted to make for the tumblr interaction for fun has turned into my own personal Purgatory/Saw trap. Free me.] Moved the read more cutoff further up because I rambled MORE during my read through. I also ended up removing most of the purple emphasis coloring, bc if people don't read this fucking thing because of too much color I'm EATING THIS FUCKING LAPTOP.)
I was gonna do my spoiler rambling here too but I have been going for over and hour and several paragraphs, so the spoilery rambling will be in a reblog of this post. If you're even interested. IF YOU EVEN CARE.
TL;DR WATCH THIS MOVIE.
Even if you're not the biggest Godzilla or kaiju buff, even if you haven't seen the first movie in this series. WATCH IT.
Also, once more I am a Godzilla layman. The lore is my brother's zone. I do not speak for what Godzilla and kaiju buffs would think. Please Godzilla Tumblr fandom don't kill me!!!! If I say I thought Kong and Godzilla were kinda hot ( I mean this in the monster fucker way NOT the furry way [not that I'm bashing furries. I'm not a furry tho.]) will that make you like me more or less?????
ANYWAYS
It is fucking fun!!!!! And also the WEIRDEST whiplash between heartwarming and funny that I have never seen work before. BUT IT WORKS HERE!! SO WELL!!!!!
Even if you are jaded about seeing movies (especially franchise films, reboots, and actions) I recommend it. I am also jaded, it's been so long since there has been something I wanted to see in theaters.
And as of 1:26 AM my time, about 1hr and 30min since I left the theater (please let me ouuuut) I AM 100000% WILLING TO SEE IT AGAIN. I'D PAY FOR MY OWN TICKET !!!!! (I never pay for my own ticket! People have to bribe me into the theaters!)
The only other recent one I've enjoyed has, funnily enough, been Godzilla Minus One. And for similar(???) but also very different(!!!!) reasons.
Godzilla -1 was very thoughtful and painful and it made you sit in the despair the characters felt as their lives were razed to the ground. I also 10000% recommend you see Godzilla -1, but only if you want to experience a story that flays open a lot of the devil-may-care destruction that action (and monster) movies revel in.
Kongzilla didn't give me any fucking time to think (I mean that in the BEST way). It was 1hr 55min long (very refreshing) and it was batting me around like a fucking pinball in a Godzilla-Kong-FoundFam pinball machine. I was just along for the ride, but now I am left bereft in my many many thoughts. Which is why we are here.
Jesus I am rambling more than I expected okay uh uh. Now for a DO WATCH IF vs DON'T WATCH IF, in case my words have failed to compel you.
Pros Coloring Code
Pink = Emotional reasons to watch
Blue = Action reasons to watch
Orange = Horknee reasons to watch (hey, it happens)
Green = ????
DO watch if:
You are a sucker for found family
You are a sucker for big monster found family
ACTION!! THRILLS!!! BIG MONSTERS FIGHT RAAAAA
You have been looking for a heartfelt, yet funny (and fun) action that actually feels like it has a heart (I am subtly critiquing you superhero movie industrial complex)
YASSIFIED PINK GODZILLA
BIG MONSTER CGI THAT LOOKS ACTUALLY GOOD!!!!
Pretty ladies!!!!! (I could see the main lady's shimmery gloss and freckles in hi def it was a spiritual experience. God shes gorgeous I'm gonna reblog so many gifsets)
Pretty men!!!!! (Australian vet weirdgirl [but man] was treated as the seductive hottie by the movie and goddamn they were RIGHT. Also conspiracy theorist dude was so fucking handsome too. I don't even LIKE men!)
A cute kid dealing with the loss of her entire world and thrust into a place she doesn't feel she belongs.
That cute kid being the DAUGHTER of the main lady. They communicate in sign and it is so fucking heartfelt and genuine!!! (more l8er)
Unexpected (to me) polycule???? Not ACTUALLY canon but bro it felt like it (even more l8er). Idc if some element was queer/ship bait. I fell hook, line, and SINKER. Get that kid 2 extra dads with her order of mom!!!!!!
Silver fox (ba dum tss) grizzled GILF Kong???? I was not expecting that the wet meow meow of the movie would be KONG, but... here we are
Seriously an alt title could be Kong and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
POW! BWAAAAA!!!!! VWOOOOOO
Godzilla destroys a nuclear facility in France.
Bro this got so long I had to go back and fucking color code.
(Edit 5: You have no fucking idea bro. Your rambling [and emotional state] gets worse!)
DO NOT watch if:
You have photosensitive epilepsy or if you feel there is ANY chance flashing or flickering lights might trigger a seizure. It fucking sucks how few movies are safe for people dealing with photosensitive seizures (or any photosensitivity issues) but this IS one of the ones that'll fuck you up. Do NOT risk your health for GILF Kong. He would want you to stay safe and healthy!
I'm 10000% serious about the warning. There is a scene where they were warping into Hollow Earth and the flashing and flickering and general sight fuckery got bad enough to make ME have to look away. It lasted for at least a minute too. Jesus.
DO NOT SEE THIS IF FLASHING LIGHTS AND CINEMA FUCKERY WILL RISK YOUR HEALTH.
In a similar vein, if you experience vertigo or really bad motion sickness this movie will be hell. The story deals with gravity and spacial fuckery and the cinematography reflects that. The opening shot was REALLY COOL but it was dizzying. You could probably get away with watching it at home, but it'll FUCK YOU UP at the cinema.
You just in general don't like back-to-back always bumping action. If you wanna see a newer Godzilla movie but don't fancy the roller-coaster movie feel, look into Godzilla Minus One.
Okay!!!! I think this is finally fucking it? For the spoiler-free discussion at least. God. Whatever is happening to me is unholy.
If i wake up tomorrow (today) and I'm still as fucked up about this movie, if this isn't just the fucking extra ADHD med, if it turns out my newest hyperfixation is a fucking Western Godzilla x Kong movie series????
I think I'll have to toss myself into a panic chamber, in case I am suddenly overcome by the impulse to buy kaiju models worth hundreds of dollars (I know there are more expensive ones but I am poor enough to know my own limits) for ME to keep instead of for my brother.
Oh Jesus, I won't even be able to ramble with him about it because I'd become fixated in a queer/monsterfucker way and either he wouldn't at all understand or I would be forced to reckon with a reality where I know my brother's romantic preferences and those preferences are giant monsters. I couldn't take that man it'd be joever for me.
OKAY WRAP IT UP LOSER!!!!
That's it for the spoiler free section! Either I will pass out as soon as I hit post or I'll end up writing for like 3 more hours regarding spoilers.
SO CHECK THE REBLOGS (not right away give me time) FOR MY SPOILERY THOUGHTS!!!!!!
I am NOT allowing myself to look this fucking thing over again. I need to have self control.
#harp rambles#harp rants#godzilla#kong#godzilla x kong: the new empire#movie review#if i tag kongzilla will it reach the wrong crowd?#Well#it would be the right crowd for me but this isn't actively monster shipping so it'd feel rude#to knock on their door promising ship content#and proceed to throw a pie at their face and ramble like a missionary in front of a dilf#you know who else is a dilf? kong :)#okay done!!!!!#okay did the last mission log but almost had a fucking heart attack bc my internet disappeared for a sec#tumblr wouldve had a draft saved but my flow would be DEAD#please think im funny and give me lots of reblogs OR THIS MOTHRA PLUSHIE GETS IT#kaiju
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i have to shoot my shot and ask - HOW on earth do you make your gifs so crisp. they're so clean its literally out of this world!!!!!! when your gifs are on my dash i almost always know its you just by the QUALITY of the gif. help a girl out!!!
Hii! Thank you!! <3 I'm happy with the way my giffing process now goes but it's taken years and a few different fandoms and stumbling upon good tutorials which is why i decided to make one of my own too.
I still love figuring out new things to try and hopefully you can get some new tips to your process from me too. Under the cut is a long af post about gif making, focusing on some basic stuff and sharpening/coloring tips.
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WAY TOO LONG INTRO
Before i get to the photoshop part, the base stuff is super important: You can't turn a very bad video into great gifs since there's only so much photoshop can do BUT you can turn a good video into great gifs. So, obviously the original video quality matters a lot.
I religiously stand by the correct tumblr size dimensions (see example, the numbers mean the width. Height doesn't really matter). However in 3 column sets i’ll sacrifice that one pixel and would make them all 177px. The empty space between gifs in 2 column sets is 4px, in 3 column sets it's 4px + 4px.
Since tumblr can only properly handle 540 gif pixels in the same row, sets with two wide gifs side by side can be laggy to scroll by. So for example, 268px gif will not be as sharp as 540px gif (if you click on it to see it bigger), since it legit has only half of the pixels, but if you plan to post 2 gifs in the same row, the 268px will look better on the dash in the gif set since it’s correctly sized for the best dash result.
I download videos when i can (dl is always better than screen recording), so that's youtube, instagram/twitter etc. Streaming sites/broadcasts i have to screen record and i use OBS to do it. It's the best i've tried for hq recording. I record with 60fps and use display capture. OBS is a heavy program, as is photoshop, so a good enough computer is also super important imo. I used to make gifs with a laptop of 4gb ram/128gb emmc and lost my mind after all the crashing and spent 1k€ on a new one. Basically, have as much performance as you can afford, and editing experience will be much much more pleasant. Of course gifs can be done with an average computer too, it'll just likely be slower and clumsier and you need more patience 😫
Also, i've gotten rid of the urge to be the first to post a gif set when new content drops. I'm not the fastest, i always do every coloring from the scratch. I save to drafts to see how it looks like on mobile, i go back to ps to correct the things that don't look right (too dark/bright, too green/yellow/red, too slow/fast), i make the changes, then save to drafts again and then post. I'd rather post a set i'm happy with than to post quickly knowing i could've made it look better with just a bit more time. (It'd bother me and i'd go back and re-color for my own peace of mind 😅) And i just wanna say it's totally fine when people make gifs of the same stuff!! The more the merrier, no need to think only the first to gif something somehow now has the rights to that moment. I just never get the best result if i try to hurry, so i’ve stopped trying to get my sets out asap. I’ll post when i’ll post.
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SHARPENING
All these words and i haven't even gotten to the point yet 🫣 But fine tuning the details won't work if they don't have a proper base at first. Which!!! Finally brings us to your question:
I'm not sure if the order really matters but the main steps i do in this order: once the layers have been converted to video timeline and video timeline is converted into a smart object -> smart sharpen -> crop -> resize -> coloring
I like to sharpen things first, to me it makes sense to do it before resizing because after resizing you've already lost some pixels, so feels better to sharpen when you still have all the original pixels.
All the above steps (sharpening, cropping, resizing) will affect how the gif looks, so i do the coloring as the very last thing so i can better see how the end result will look.
To me sharpening and coloring go hand in hand, and you use both of them to get the best result. Sharpening obviously does what it says but good coloring will help to make the gif look cleaner and smoother too.
Finally, examples!! The key to a sharp result in my process is 2 sharpening layers. The main layer and the second layer.
Enjoy looking at judgy max f i giffed last year and chose to use as an example here. The source video quality was 1080px and i screen recorded with OBS.
I use photoshop CC2019 so cannot guarantee that these will work the same way in other ps versions. As always, it's about fuckin around and findin out 🙏🏻
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1. Example with resizing done, but no sharpening or coloring (blurry and ungood)
2. Example with resizing and main sharpening layer (already much better)
3. Example with second sharpening layer included (more depth, dark spots are darker, almost too strong of an effect but coloring will fix that)
4. Example with all of the above + coloring (the final result)
5. The final result as a gif
And how did we get that result?
Main sharpening layer settings (yes, it’s in finnish but i think the options are in the same place in every language):
Because the sharpening is quite heavy, I double click on this thingy (red circle) in the layers panel to lower the opacity to 50-70%
The middle layer is gaussian blur, which i’ve set to 0,2.
So basically i intentionally oversharpen the gif and use the opacity function and blur to soften the effect. Dumb or smart, who knows not me, but it’s working for me so i’m rolling with it.
The top layer is the second sharpening layer. A godsend trick i’ve learned along the way: (the difference between the example photos 2 and 3 above)
(I've created an action, so i just gotta push one button and it'll run thru these sharpening settings, ie. i don't have to manually click thru these every time, saves crazy amount of time)
Wasn't sure at which point i'll mention this so i'm just putting it here: when saving the gif for web, i almost always use adaptive and diffusion.
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COLORING
I’m not gonna go thru every coloring thing in my process since this is already so long hsdkfjdkjgkd but i’ll give some info on what i usually do and some tips i've found helpful.
My style is quite natural and i prefer colder tones. I hateeeee overly green/yellow/red skintones that are caused by bad lighting so I always try to correct that. The below stuff is more or less what i did to color that example gif too. (Everything is down to preference, these are just the way i like to color)
My most commonly used coloring layers:
Curves. Utilize the eye dropper tools, pick white eye dropper and click on a white spot on the gif (not pure white tho since it won’t do anything) and it will turn that spot to 100% white and correct the other colors at the same time. Black eye dropper will turn a dark spot you picked to 100% black. It can be super effective, just try a spot, undo, try another spot, undo, until you find what looks good. If you like the result but it’s too strong, lower the layer opacity. And of course you can just simply drag the curve up and get brightness that way. There are times when the eye droppers won't work nicely but it's always worth a try.
Levels. Works similarly to curves, they are basically the more efficient brightness/contrast combo.
Color balance. No gif of mine has been made in the last 3 years without dragging the blue in the midtones to the right. I also often drag the green to magnetas side.
B&W gradient map. I set the blending mode to soft light and lower the layer opacity. Gives the gif a bit more depth and pop to the dark/light parts.
If the dark parts in your gif are too dark, for example details around eyes look messy but you don't want to lower the contrast, then try adding light colored gradient map (light yellow-white or light blue-white etc) and set it to soft light and play with opacity. It will give light and brightness to the gif without making things blinding and not losing much contrast.
Photo filter. I’m almost always going for cold blue and 10-20 setting. (Orange filters can give a nice effect too, if you want to bring some warmness to the gif.)
Vibrance. Always adding at least a little bit, helps colors to pop and makes skintones look nicer.
Selective coloring. Just drag them sliders to left and right to see what works, that’s really the best advice i can give. If you want reds to pop, go to red and play around. If you think the white spots are a bit blinding, go to white and then slide the bottom one (black) to the right. If you want some more contrast, go to neutral and slide the bottom one (black) to the right. Same with black (black).
Also, i don't like to do too much with one layer. I tend to do different colors with different selective coloring layers, so if needed i can lower the opacity and it will only affect that one color. Also it's handy to duplicate layers if you really want a certain color to pop, one layer often isn't enough in that case so duplicate it and if it's too strong then play around with opacity.
(Left image below). If you want to correct overly yellow/green skintones, go to yellow and you can try these settings. Then lower the layer opacity to see what looks good.
(Right image). If you struggle getting rid of very red tones, you can use hue/saturation layer, go to red and just drag the middle slider to the left. (This is also a good tip with POC, when you think their skintone is overly orange/red but you are afraid of white washing. This setting will usually correct the orange and red tone without taking the dark/black color away.)
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THE END
Wheew this is what happens when you give me an opprtunity to talk about giffing 😅 I hope it was easy to follow, feel free to ask if i was unclear about something!! And hopefully you got to learn something new.
Also these are obviously just my way of doing things, not the Only Correct way, do whatever you like and enjoy and don’t worry too much if other people do things differently. Most important thing is to have fun creating 🫡
#slowestlap's lowkey gif tutorial of sorts#answered#one thing about me is that if i start talking about photoshop#i simply do not know how to stop hdjdjdjdk#ok to reblog btw if you found this helpful#(thank ya again for the nice words anon <3)
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Blog Changes
Heyo, so there's going to be some slight aesthetic changes coming to the blog in the next day or two (whoohoo). Still keeping with the aquatic theme, but be prepared for Masterlists to be posted for NRC Staff, as well as an Obey Me Masterlist (finally).
I'm mainly just making the Main Masterlist into a more bar them since I can. I thought it would be fun, so I'm doing it. I want to get everything finished tonight, but I legit spent the past five or six hours making new character banners for the Masterlist...and I haven't even gotten started on the Obey Me Banners yet lol.
Changes are as follows:
New Hashtags (Slug Announcements and Slug Reblogs)
Updated Main Masterlist (Will update the one already posted so links won't be broken)
Pinned Masterlist will no longer have all the dorms, instead it will have Links to the "Twisted Wonderland Menu" which, in turn, has links to all the dorms, and an "Obey Me Menu" that will have links to all the new Obey Me Masterlists.
NRC Staff, Hall of Lamentation, Purgatory Hall, Demon Lord's Castle, and Undatables Masterlist
New Masterlist Headers for all Twisted Wonderland Dorms
An Anon Nickname List, as well as a Blog VIP Mention section on Main Masterlist. (If you often drop into my inbox and want to be called by a nickname, please tell me! Just no emojis since I often use my laptop and finding emojis on it is a nightmare)
I think that's all of the changes I have planned for the aesthetics, but just be prepared for new masterlists to be posted back to back either tonight or tomorrow.
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So I got a kitty a few days ago! She was an emergency re-home, aged about 4 years. She's been doing pretty well, considering how stressful the move was for her. Definitely likes to hide under the couch! But she's getting used to coming out and about, and there haven't been any accidents with her litter box - a major comfort to me. Eating and drinking comfortably as well, tho that took about a day and a half. Still need to set up a vet appointment, I was going to wait a while so there weren't too many stressful events right after another, but it looks like she has ear mites. And as lovey as she is - and boy is she an affectionate kitty! - I can't hold her so doing any ear cleaning or claw trimming by myself (which she definitely needs, my arms are pretty torn up from her making biscuits XD). Cute but deadly!
I ended up renaming her from Opal to Zhú Guǐ "Bamboo Ghost", tho I usually call her Xiǎo-Guǐ, my "little ghost". She is an adorable but gremlin child and vanishes on me frequently hahaha~ Kitty isn't actually totally white, she's got an orange-tan line down her tail, plus little patches on the top of her paws. It's been an interesting adjustment, I haven't had a pet since my pitbull baby, Rowan, some years ago. All the cats I had growing up were pretty standoffish and rarely physically affectionate, so Xiǎo-Guǐ wanting constant pets and play is a new experience for me! She is also the most verbal cat I have ever known!!! Oh my goodness does she love to chat XDDD Full on conversations for several minutes, it's hilarious. If Xiǎo-Guǐ isn't hiding under the couch, I better be in full view and she is gonna chatter my ear off (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) Definitely need more toys tho, I don't yet have enough stuff to keep her from being bored. I've got some stuff I'm getting online, but I'll make a store run tomorrow too. One thing I want to do is make her a little station next to my desk so she can hang out with me, since I'm usually on the computer. I have a temporary pad on my side table that she uses, but it needs something better and I'll be getting her her own lil laptop too~ :3 I'll show off her stuff once I've gotten most of it, and if I get any photos of her enjoying her cat tree!
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Copia sexy Latin teacher? 👀
You have my attention!
Well you better PAY ATTENTION in Cardinal Copia's Advanced Latin class cause he becomes very cross when you don't. Maybe? I haven't gotten that far yet. Copia x Female Reader/Sister of Sin btw
This is brand spanking new hot off the presses (seriously my laptop is overheating).
THE GOODS (maybe):
He had worn the red suit today.
You made sure to mark the inside of your notebook cover where you’d been keeping track. The red suit was probably your favorite, but he had only worn it six other times so far this year. Usually if he chose a suit it was the black one (twenty one days). He’d only worn the white one once and had promptly spilled coffee down the front. Unfortunately you haven’t seen it since and you kept meaning to check with the sisters that did the clergy laundry to see if it was ok.
WIP TAG GAME
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