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redr0sewrites · 1 month

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HIYYAAA if it's not too much to ask I wanted to request if you could write Adam, Lucifer, Alastor, Vox and Val having an S/o with weather based powers, like their emotions can influence the weather. Thanks <3

YESSSSSS OFC! I LOVE THIS IDEA SM I LITERALLY SQUEALED WHEN I SAW IT IN MY INBOX HEHE

🥀Cw: none really, mostly fluff, a bit of omplied smut in vals part but what do u expect

Adam

adam is not the most self aware, so it takes him a while to realize that your emotions coinciding with the weather are not just some cosmic coincidence

it strikes him as odd that whenever the two of you argue, the weather in heaven is always particularly nasty, but he doesn't bring it up because he thinks its an idiotic theory

when you eventually explain your powers to him he has the biggest AHA moment ever

honestly adam loves your powers and finds them to be so interesting. he was the first man after all, he was one of the first few to navigate earth's tumultuous weather patterns. seeing you control the weather and watching how it reflects your emotions is genuinely intriguing to him, and adam brags about your powers to others ALL the time

seriously though, adam is always yapping about how he has the most powerful partner and how you're powers are so unique. he genuinely admires you so much and wants everyone else to see you the same way

your powers are useful when it comes to arguments because adam is not the most self aware person, and he tends to not realize when you're upset until you actually flip out

even when you're not upset with him, adam makes sure to do his best to calm you down when he notices the weather being particularly wild

if anyone ever gives you shit about your powers, know that adam will be the first in line to punch them in the face. he knows you can't control your emotions sometimes and never blames wild weather on you

i think adams the type to enjoy warmer weather, and he always cracks the biggest smile when the weather miraculously turns to his favorite type when you're on a date together

definitely loves beach days with you, and the fact that you can make it permanently sunny is so enticing for him

Lucifer

still pissed they took the yellow font away from me

honestly luci is such a sweetie when it comes to your powers. he probably picked up on them pretty quickly considering how powerful you are, but he didn't want to be nosy so he waited until you mentioned your powers to ask questions.

he definitely did have a lot of adorable questions, and was very intrigued about the fact that your emotions were the catalyst that controlled your powers.

after learning that piece of information, he starts paying attention to the weather more often. even before he's dating you, luci will call you to ask how your doing when ever he sees the weather going haywire. he's learned to prepare himself for any weather misfortunes that occur, and always comforts you when you're feeling down

lucifer is quite attentive even without your powers revealing your emotions, and he will often be able to calm you down before the weather even takes a turn for the worse

he would never want to weaponize your powers or use them in any way because he knows how closely linked they are to your emotions. howeeeeeeveeeerrrr, he does admire you when you stand up for yourself with your powers and will definitely cheer you on from the sidelines as you kick ass with the weather without even standing up

lucifers favorite weather is snow!!!! on your guys' first year anniversary, you made it snow inside your shared bedroom as a gift and luci nearly CRIES. he hasn't seen snow in years bc, yk, its hell, not very snowy weather, so the fact that you put in so much effort to make his favorite weather for him honestly makes him feel so appreciated

after that he might ask you to make it snow more often, and he loves cuddling up with you with hot cocoa to watch a cheesy movie while pretty smowflakes fall all around you both

Alastor

alastor would be intrigued by your powers to say the least. he's quick to figure out what they are, and would probably be drawn to you solely because you're so powerful. in fact he'd probably either try to use you for your power or challenge you and be petty, but over time he found himself growing a soft spot not only for your weather powers, but for you

i love al but he definitely saw u as an asset at first, in fact he was probably a bit intimidated and irritated by the spontaneity of your powers, but also very intrigued by your raw ability. he probably found himself attracted to your power more than anything at first, but once he got to know you, alastor began to see you as more than an asset and as a genuine friend, and that feeling continued to grow into something alastor was very unfamiliar with.

alastor probably picked up on your feelings towards him from your powers, and the fact that flowers would literally bloom whenever he was around. it definitely improved his confidence about his feelings and he'd probably pester you a bit into admitting your feelings for him. to your shock he reciprocates, and soon you become hells greatest power couple

alastor sees it as a weakness when someone wears their heart on their sleeve and is very emotional, so he will be very protective of you when your emotions are running rampant and the weather is reflecting that

he does NOT want people to know about your powers because he wouldn't want other sinners to try to hurt you, influence you, or use you to get to him

he'd definitely help you to master them and control them better, and would probably keep track of what each form of weather means and how it correlates to each of your emotions

honestly al loves your powers, and is so intuitive about when you're getting upset. i think he's the type to enjoy rainy weather, so he loves when you make it rain. while he rarely sleeps, once he trusts you enough some nights he'll ask you to make it rain at nightime because the soothing noise helps him sleep

Vox

vox understands that sometimes sinners aren't always happy about the powers and forms they receive in death- for goodness sake, he literally lost his head and has to deal with having a literal television as a head, so he understands it if you struggle with your powers

vox would encourage you to use your power, in fact he would probably love to see you electrocute your enemies or blow them away, vox is entranced by power and would be even more attracted to you if you were powerful

loves when you make it storm during alastors broadcasts so the radio is always staticy and cutting out, it always makes him giggle

it took vox a while to notice your powers, but once you fully explain them, he has LOTS of questions

hes a bit worried about your rain and his TV head at first, after all electronics and weather don't often mix, so he makes sure to waterproof himself and any technology you migh be around

(theres something so poetic about him falling in love with someone who holds the power to dismantle his entire technological empire and destroy his existence- ok i'll stop yapping)

vox doesn't go out very often, but when he does, his favorite weather is warm weather but with a nice cool breeze.

vox would use you for weather forecasts and people often wonder how he's always so accurate! little do they know about his sweet darling controlling the weather for him!

sometimes vox will text you in the morning with a goofy guess on what the weather will be today, something crazy like "the sky will be green" and lo and behold, when he opens his curtains, the sky is green and he is very, very surprised

Valentino

very enticed by your powers to say the least

your beautiful, smart, and powerful? sign him up!

would probably ask you to film in some of his pornos and would use your powers for kink-related uses, such as like a mild electrocution kink (lightning) or waterboarding (rain, etc) or something like that

this oblivious man would probably not notice your powers AT ALL until you explain them to him, he's honestly so clueless but he finds them interesting regardless!!!

valentino is not the most aware of other people's emotions and he can be oblivious sometimes, so the weather is a great gauge of your emotions

he immediately knows when your horny bc he's memorized the weather patterns when you giys have sex.... u hear sum?

he likes teasing you and then hearing thunder boom outside

val loves that his partner is powerful, and loves showing you off and showing off your powers. he's absolutely supporting your right and wrongs

valentino loves hot weather, it gives him an excuse to wear lowkey scandalous clothing so he loves when you make the weather very hot

he assumes you have more control over your powers than you actually do sometimes, and will be surprised when the weather starts acting up as your trying to stay calm

for example, val will tease you by sending you a dirty picture of himself or flashing you a glimpse of his lingerie under his coat and will snicker endlessly when the entire room starts to heat up as the weather suddenly grows uncomfortably hot

sometimes when he's pissed at one or both of the other vees, he'll hve you cause a storm in their offices/rooms just for shits and giggles

SORRY THIS REQ TOOK 500 YEARS ITS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR AGES <\\3 i have never written for valentino before so im sorry his is so short😭 im trying my best yall BUTTTT ANYWAYS EXPECT SOME MORE WRITING STUFFS BC IM OFF SCHOOL FOR THIS WEEK

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morkofday · 2 years

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for the ask game: 4, 8, 12, 21

aliii ♥ thank you so much for this ^^

4. What do you enjoy about making graphics?

tbh i enjoy the whole process - after am done with screenshotting and choosing the images i will use. that part is a pain. but otherwise? i am having so much fun. it is insane how much of a kick i get from something so simple :'D but if i had to choose an exact favorite part out of everything, i think it's either coloring (for edits where colors play a big part, like i.e. the bb seasons one) or the details (for edits where i end up adding stuff that isn't just the pictures, i.e. my danyok edit where i actually liked writing down their dialogue for the ripped paper parts). i also love research which has translated into a lot of symbolism edits lately ^^ (also i have at least three more ideas for things like this bc apparently i love reading about random things online)

8. Your favorite graphic created by yourself

oh boy hmm. i love my latest one bc it was very different from the edits i've been making for bb. my personal fave out of the pics is the one for kryptonite! it was a struggle but looks so nice now. then i also gotta mention this seanwhite edit bc i just grow all soft every time i look at it. it was fun working on the overlays and i think they came out nicely ^^

my absolute favorite edits i've made so far are the sets (1 & 2) i made for dew the movie. i love that movie so, so much, and bc of the emotional connection, these edits are very important to me. i also like how they capture the vibes of the whole movie :')

12. Font(s) you like using

i have a ton! and i try using new fonts all the time. tho i of course have some i always return to. current favorites are:

basic fonts: Quicksand / Josefin Sans / Lemon Milk which all are kind of similar, just simple and clean fonts for basic text

curvy fonts: Adriatne / Crehme Honstlan / Dancing Love / Modena Script / Roses Please / The Scientist which are all big and have long lines that seem to curve nicely around the edits, so to speak. especially Modena Script is one of my go to -fonts if i want the highlighted words to Take Space

brush fonts: Beardies / Castedral / Chasing Embers / Garland / Halcyon / Julya / Mind Rush which i don't use that often anymore but at some point, i was actually obsessed with all these bold brush fonts. now they feel like a bit too much but they still find their way to me sometimes

bold fonts: Al Veshion / Athene / Black Gold / Glimmer of Light / Grozery / NT Josefine which i use A Lot. i have found a new love for this type of bold fonts. they look cool and clean and i can always add effects to them myself (if am not fond of the ligatures)

21. How much time do you spend on a single graphic?

does "single" mean like one image or one sets? i'll take that as one set bc i usually finish the set at once after i start working on it.

but hmm, if i count in the time it takes for me to take screenshots, i'd say maybe 6-8 hours? it depends of course on how long the edit is/how many images the set has, how many details i need to work on, and if my plan for the edit is very detailed or not. for example, my bb sun & moon edit took only a couple of hours bc it's only two images and i had quite clear plans for it (i also had the screenshots ready in my folders haha). then again, the not me seven deadly sins edit actually took 2 days and maybe 10-ish hours (i have not counted really, might be more) plus all the research i did for it during the week. i had plans for it but they kept changing and there were so many details, oh boy. also i failed the white edit once bc i used the wrong colors for him :'D i saved the other version bc i liked how it looked and was kind of sad i had to abandon it, so take it here:

(wrong color bc i somehow got the sloth and gluttony colors mixed up in my head hhh probably bc my initial plan for white was sloth)

thank you once more ^^ this was fun! also a great way to avoid writing my last essay of the semester lol. hopefully this was fun to read too!

ask me graphic maker questions!

#thank youuuu #especially for the font question bc #wow am a hoe when it comes to fonts #and playing around with them #should do new experiments with fonts again #i have some in store am waiting to use

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yoonia · 7 months

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hi dia, how are you? i hope you're doing well. sorry to bothering you but i need to talk with somebody that might understands me. you see i really love writing, but everytime i try to write something, even if i already have it all planned, i can't. i can't because i'm afraid that it's not going to be good, or that i can't write a good conversations between my characters or that i'm not going to be able to make my readers feel emotions, and i know that i shouldn't be doing this, but i admit that i compare myself with other authors, and i tell myself that if i'm going to write something or not, it's not going to make a difference and that someone out there is way better than me...i don't know what to do, so i wanted to ask you: what should i do?

Hello, love! I'm doing well, or dare I say, better? For the past few days, things have been quite crazy for me and I've been lacking sleep so much I've been barely coherent. Hence the reason why I've been silent and took my time responding to this.

You will never be a bother to me and you're right, I do understand your predicament. Writer's block happens to most of us. Heck, I've been dealing with my own for the past month and I've been struggling with it too. So I can totally see what you mean. Oftentimes, we find the biggest challenge in ourselves when it comes to creating content, and I rather think that it's somewhat normal to feel that way. And you can't really help comparing yourself when you're surrounded by a lot of people who create the same stuff that you do. That's probably why a lot of writing advice that we've seen on #/writelbr always tells us to "not compare yourself with others" lol. But I know that it's hard not to do it bc they're literally around us, popping on our dash, sometimes they even show us their works when we're talking to them on chats, DMs, etc. That's why I tried to switch things up when that happens to me, maybe you can do that too?

When you find yourself comparing your own work or whatever stage you are currently in creative-wise to another writer, try to take notes about what it is that you find feeding your insecurities or making you feel inferior. Use that note as your guide and a learning tool to improve yourself with your own writing and skills.

After writing for so long, I've learned that each writer has their own "voice" or "tone" that they put into their works. Try finding your own, and figure out which part in the writing process you feel like you can stand out more (for ex. you might not be good at writing dialogues, but you're better at writing a narration with vivid descriptions) and then just continue honing at it until it becomes something that you can be proud of.

If you feel like getting stuck, I actually found this post earlier about the simplest ways to get yourself unstuck. Tricking your mind into thinking that you're not actually writing a fic/story can work sometimes to switch up your mood. It could be through changing your font, using different writing apps, writing them down in your notebook (this is what I do often when I'm stuck), etc. I also have a thing called the "bracket technique" (FYI I just found out that this trick has a name after years of using it lol). This is where instead of writing an actual--fully written--scene, you just put your idea inside a bracket before later expanding it into an elaborate narration or dialogue. It basically looks like this:

[This is the paragraph you've already written so far] [Enter what you want to happen next here and what kind of things they would be talking about, where they are and what kind of situation you want them to be in. So it's not an actual written scene but mainly just a random blurb or brain dump that might make no sense to anyone who sees it except for you]

Another thing that I'd like to suggest to maybe find your motivation again is to actually step back from writing or anything that may stress you out. Forcing yourself to write when you're not up to it will only make you detest it even more. Close your writing app/doc, take a break, take a good walk or drive, maybe find something to read or watch or play a game to get your mind off of it. Then once you're ready, go back to reread everything that you've written so far, and you may find yourself wanting to either fix what you've created or finish it entirely. Either way, you'll find yourself writing again even if it's only to rewrite that one paragraph that you got stuck on the last time you're here.

And please don't say that you're not going to make a difference whether or not you're writing. Trust me, it does make a difference. Whether you only have 5 readers enjoying your work and waiting for an update or 1k readers following you, you're still making a difference in their lives by creating something that they can enjoy in their downtime. And it's not just them. You'll be making a hell of a difference by finishing that WIP of yours and sharing it on your blog/platform and checking at least one of your to-do-list that has been put on hold.

Take small steps and take things slow. Just remember that you don't always have to be the best writer out there, but just focus on being the best version of yourself that you can be proud of.

Sorry this got so long T^T but I hope this can help you somehow. Good luck with your writing, love! Sending love and a ton of good vibes your way <333

#💌 for dia #Anonymous #misc: tips and tricks #on writing

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captains-simp · 3 years

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hello i love your work!! can you do a part 2 to worth our time? :”) maybe wherein carol is actually getting soft for the reader and wants to be together but the reader is hesitant bc of carol being known as a player? maybe some jealous carol as well? 😳😳

Soft!jock!Carol is a god tier idea and I really hope I did it justice

Shout out to @wlwmarvelenthusiast for helping me with my technical difficulties

Part 1

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Warnings: oral, praise and double ended dildo use

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"Why are you ignoring Carol?" Wanda asked with a frown as you sped out of the school car park a little too hastily. She narrowed her eyes at you, ready to read into every expression that flickered across your face.

"I'm not ignoring her, I'm avoiding her. It's different." You insisted as you kept your eyes on the road in front of you, determined to leave the school grounds before a certain blonde left the building and got into her own car.

"It's exactly the same thing just in a different font." Wanda stated as she continued to watch you.

"It's not. And anyway, I'm not obligated to talk to her." You said quieter, not finding enough confidence in your words. Of course you weren't obligated to talk to Carol, but you missed it - more than you would admit to yourself.

"I know, I thought you liked her though. You said your date went well with her but since then you run out of every room she enters."

"It wasn't really a date." You muttered as took a left and eyed your mirror.

"Y/n." Wanda laughed. "I think I know a date when it's described to me."

"But it's Carol, Wanda. Carol doesn't do dates." You insisted as you tried your hardest to avoid your friend's gaze again. You didn't want her to see the pain in your eyes.

"She did with you."

"She went down on me-"

"Yes, I remember that catch up conversation." Wanda chuckled and you threw an empty sweet packet you had left in the car at her.

"And I'm not complaining about that. It's just... you know I'm not one to judge people by rumors, but Carol seems like a pretty strict 'hookups only' type of gal. Every time me and Carol are alone together we end up fucking and again, I'm not complaining about that, but it's enough to tell me she doesn't want anything more from me. Not even fuck buddies, because she doesn't commit to girls." You breathed out deeply as you parked up outside yours and Wanda's favourite coffee shop, suddenly not able to tell if you weren't in the mood for your hot chocolate or in desperate need of one.

"I think there might be a little more to it than that." Wanda said after a moment. She knew where you were coming from but she also couldn't deny the fidgety nature and anxious look in the blonde's eyes a few days prior.

"She called it a date last time you were together, she hasn't done that before. She was worried when you were sick and she's only ever worried when her teammates are sick."

"She wasn't worried." You rolled your eyes lightly and managed a small smile at Wanda.

"Oh she definitely was."

You groaned when you heard your phone vibrate on your bedside table. You rolled over begrudgingly, only bothering to check it because you knew it was lunch break at school and it might have been Wanda sending you the class notes you had asked for.

Unknown number: when I saw you weren't in class I assumed you were dead

You frowned as you took a double take of the message and the number you didn't recognize. The fuck? You decided to respond anyway, if they were in your class and texted you maybe they would send you their notes too.

You: sorry, who is this??

Unknown number: your favourite jock ;)

They replied, pretty much instantly. You put two and two together, but really the smirking face would have been enough.

You: Carol? How did you get this number??

You rubbed your eyes and pulled you sick bowl closer to you, frowning at the discomfort you felt.

Unknown number: so I am your favourite jock?? Good to know

You rolled your eyes and groaned more, knowing Carol wouldn't be forgetting that in a hurry. You didn't respond to that, instead shutting off your phone in hopes of getting more sleep but a minute later another text came through. You knew it would be Carol, but you still reached over to check it.

Unknown number: and Wanda gave it to me

"Dammit, Wanda." You grumbled, going to write her an angry message but Carol had something else to say.

Unknown number: I asked very nicely

You fought off a smile weakly and decided to change her contact, telling yourself it might be useful to keep it.

Jackass: You home alone?

She didn't seem to want to stop talking. Although you couldn't deny that it made you smile more when you wondered if she meant was anyone there to look after you.

You: I am, parents have to work

Jackass: want me to come over and make you feel better? ;)

Suddenly you didn't feel like talking to Carol anymore. You were sick and feeling crappy and all Carol wanted to do was fuck, she was hardly subtle about it either. If you hadn't already been thinking long and hard about what the jock could possible think of you, that would have been the moment you started to ponder it.

With your mood somehow lowered even more, you turned your phone off to go back to sleep, accidentally swiping the notification that read Jackass: * :)

"I still can't believe you gave her my number." You grumbled as you swirled the chocolaty drink in front of you.

"She did ask very nicely." Wanda grinned.

"Enough about her." You said, leaning forward on your elbows to grin back at your friend. "How's your girlfriend?"

You were on your phone when you saw a donut being pushed across the table towards you out of the corner of your eye. It was your favourite type that also happened to be the one the cafeteria rarely sold, so when it landed in front of you you looked up with a smile, expecting to see Wanda smiling knowingly back at you.

Carol grinned as she pulled out the chair opposite you and sat herself down. Your eyes flickered over to Wanda who was trying to hide her smile and look away.

"It's for you." Carol said after a second.

"What do I have to do for it?" You asked, only half joking as you eyed the treat suspiciously.

"Come on another date with me." She winked. You leaned back and looked away from Carol and the donut, displeased but not surprised. "Nothing." Carol said quickly. "You don't have to do anything, I just know that one's your favourite." The blonde said. You had never told her that. You eyed Wanda again who quickly looked away like she hadn't been watching the interaction and leaned into Natasha.

"Thank you, Danvers." You said quietly, moving the napkin that the donut was on closer to you.

"I thought we were passed that." Carol chuckled, you wanted to smile at the sound. Carol leaned down to grab something out of her rucksack as you started on the donut, not entirely sure if you should try make conversation or just run away.

"I took notes yesterday, while you were gone." The jock said as she put her notebook on the table and flicked through her badly organised pages to find the one she was looking for. You raised your eyebrows slightly in response.

You had never once seen Carol take actual notes in class, but when she spun the book around to face you you were even more surprised to see the detailed notes she had been taking, even with a couple of small diagrams at the bottom she had probably copied from the board.

"Are they okay? Wilson's pretty good at this shit I'm sure I could get him to-"

"They're great!" You interrupted. "They're...fuck, I'm sorry but since when did you take notes?" You didn't want to seem rude but it felt like you were witnessing a never before seen event or the discovery of a new species.

"Just figured you would want them." Carol shrugged and took a sandwich out her bag.

"Yeah I... thank you." You muttered and smiled when you saw a small doodle of a star. "Can I?" You asked as you motioned to your phone's camera. Carol nodded with a smile and watched as you took photos of her notes.

Wanda coughed from across the table and you shot daggers at her, knowing what she so desperately wanted to say. She hasn't done that for anyone else.

"It was sweet of her though." Wanda pointed out as her eyes stayed fixed on Natasha's form.

"It was, but you've gotten me donuts before and you don't want to date me." You said as you tried to stop your eyes trailing to Carol again as they seemed to keep doing.

"Well if Natasha wasn't here..." Wanda teased with a smile. You rolled your eyes at your friend and chuckled.

"Are Carol's abs as hard as they look?" Wanda asked randomly. You couldn't help but look up at the blonde at the mention of her name and perhaps one of your favourite things about her.

It was a hot day and her team was training hard on the field, so most of the athletes had their shirts off. Carol's abs were on full display and given the amount of core stretches she had been doing they were as prominent as ever.

"They are." You muttered, remembering the first time you ran your hands across her chest.

You heard giggling in the row behind you and turned around to see a group of girls also watching Carol and her team train. It was obvious their gazes fell on the same area yours had and suddenly you remembered the long list of names that Carol used to show off proudly.

The girl's whispers became louder as did the giggling and without realizing what you were doing you found yourself comparing you to them. They were popular, effortlessly beautiful and probably had much more experience than you ever had. You couldn't compete with that. Especially when you didn't even know why Carol wanted you. You rested your head on your knees and tried to zone out the world around you as your insecurities ate at you more.

"Come on." Wanda nudged you gently as she stood up from the bleachers. You grabbed your bag and followed after her, noticing that practice was apparently over.

Natasha was standing at the bottom of the bleachers and pulled Wanda into a tight hug. You smiled at the motion, wishing you had what they did.

"Hey." Carol said to you, her eyes shining lightly in the sun.

"Hey yourself." You nodded as you began to walk behind Wanda and Nat. Carol fell into place beside you and made you think about the height difference between you. You were convinced she could give the best piggy back rides.

"You make it look easy." You blurted out. Carol arched a perfect brow at you as she pulled her shirt over her head. "Sport." You generalized, waving your hands.

"Y/n is allergic to sport." Wanda called back.

"Is that right?" Carol smirked as she looked at you.

"It is not, it's just not my thing." You defended.

"Then what is your thing?" Carol asked curiously.

"Wouldn't you like to know." You replied as you searched your brain, not really knowing if you had a thing. Nothing serious at least.

"I would." Carol fired back.

"That's too bad." The jock smiled and decided not to push.

"I'm sure there's a sport you can do." Carol pondered.

"If there is if it could be added to the curriculum that would be really helpful." You sighed.

"Y/n L/n, are you failing a class?" Carol gasped dramatically. You groaned when Wanda laughed, confirming the blonde's assumption.

"Could be worse, I fail loads of classes and everything seems to work out okay." Carol said calmly, seemingly completely unfazed.

You reached the car park and slowed down when you saw Natasha follow Wanda to her car. Wanda was your lift to school and therefore your ride home too. You had stayed behind to study in the library and joined your friend on the bleachers when it shut to see the last of the teams training, not thinking about the fact Wanda was staying behind so she could hang out with Natasha after.

"I can give you a ride home." Carol offered as she threw her car keys up in the air and caught them easily. You pondered that for a second, you really didn't want to be a third wheel to your friend, even if it was a short drive home.

"Yeah, thanks, Danvers." Wanda gave you a knowing smile as she waved goodbye and practically ran to her car with Natasha.Yeah, definitely the best call to leave them alone.

You got into Carol's car and tried to ignore all the memories you had of being in the backseat, instead resting your arm against the window to try and keep your focus on that. Carol didn't say much as you drove which surprised you. She seemed deep in thought about something and you couldn't help but wonder what.

"You want to come to mine?" She said suddenly. You froze in your seat before answering.

"Just my place will do. For me only! I mean I... I have homework." You rambled and felt your whole face heat up. You wondered if being in a car with Wanda and Natasha jumping each other could possibly be more uncomfortable than being sat with Carol and trying to decline her advances.

"I could help." She offered, seemingly genuinely.

"I can handle it." You forced a laugh. Carol nodded and didn't say anything else until she pulled up to your house.

"Thanks again, Danvers." You smiled at the blonde as you hauled you bag up and opened the door.

"I'm always happy to help you out, y/n." Carol smiled back your way genuinely and your stomach did a little flip.

You hummed to yourself quietly as you made your way through the school corridors and opened the double doors to the library. You smiled to the librarian as always and got a limited response but your smile faltered when you saw your usual table was taken... by Carol.

She was in her training attire and scrolling mindlessly through her phone until she glanced up and saw you. "Hey." She smiled.

"Are you lost?" You asked as you walked towards her slowly.

"No and go get changed." Was all she said as she pushed a bag of school gym clothes towards you.

"And why would I do that?" You sighed as you peered into the bag.

"Y/n," Carol started as she tilted her chair back and rested her hands behind her head with her feet on the table, her usual confident smile playing on her lips. "Does it or does it not absolutely kill you that you're failing a class?" You paused before flicking yours eyes up to her. Yes, it absolutely did.

"And am I or am I not the best athlete in the school?" Also hard to argue with. You shifted on your feet.

"Come on, y/n. I promise I'll help you at least pass the class." Carol said with certainty. You chewed your gum as you thought about it.

"What do you get out of it?" You asked as you narrowed your eyes at the blonde.

"I can go to sleep at night knowing I've helped an underling." She grinned. You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smile at her, Carol continued to smile back at you.

"That A* you got us on that project made me pass the class." Carol shrugged.

"Alright, Danvers." You nodded and picked up the bag. "But no funny business."

"Great!" She exclaimed and took her feet off the table to stand up.

"I'll see you in the main hall in 10."

Barely ten minutes into Carol's 'warm ups' you were already out of breath and in need of a break. You glared at her every time she barked orders at you with a grin, clearly enjoying bossing you around.

"Catch!" Carol exclaimed as she hauled a basketball at you. You ducked out the way and watched it fly past your head.

"You trying to kill me?!" Carol was bent over laughing at your exasperation and inability to catch a simple ball.

"Shut the fuck up, Danvers." You huffed but managed to hit the second ball that came your way.

"You really are allergic to sports huh?" She teased as you scowled at her. "Okay, let's start with the basics."

Surprisingly, from that point onward Carol wasn't that bad. She gave you a lot of pointers that honestly proved helpful because you slowly started to improve. Granted, you were still bad, but you were better.

"Arms like this." She instructed and watched as you mimicked her shooting position. "Elbows a little higher." You did as she said but she smiled at the attempt and stepped behind you. You froze up a little when she put her hands over yours and lifted them up too to a position that felt more natural.

"You got it." She assured, speaking right next to your ear so you could feel her breath against your skin. Then she withdrew her soft hands from yours and backed away. You missed the contact immediately.

"Now shoot." She instructed. You missed.

Carol trained you after school pretty much every day after that. Your limbs always ached after those sessions, so much so you were tempted to cave and take Carol up on her offer of a back rub.

You found that some sports were actually kind of fun to play with Carol, whether it was the absence of the pressure you got in a full class of teenagers or just because you enjoyed the blonde's company, it wasn't all that bad.

You still couldn't find a sport you were good at, but you didn't really care. You wondered what would happen when you did. Would Carol coach you at it for a bit then abandon your sessions? They couldn't keep going forever. The pang you got in your chest was the reason you had been ignoring Carol weeks prior, you didn't want to feel that for her. You just couldn't help it.

"Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night." You recalled as Valkyrie wrote it down.

"I knew it was something like that." She waved off.

"Yeah you were really close with..." You glanced at her notes. "She gives me a boner." You laughed and put your face in your hand.

"That's the modern day translation!" Valkyrie exclaimed defensively.

"Please don't put that in your exam." You sighed as you flicked through your copy of Romeo and Juliet to find the next act.

"One sec." Valkyrie said as she looked down at her phone that was vibrating on the desk with a caller ID that you couldn't read.

"Hey, Captain." Valkyrie answered. You looked her way and back at your book quickly. There was more than one Captain in the school.

"I'm in the library studying." She continued and paused for the other voice to speak. "It's not that bad, a pretty girl's teaching me Romeo and Juliet." Valkyrie winked at you and you smiled weakly back, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Fucking jocks and their shameless flirtation.

"Yeah I'll be done soon, see you then." She said and hung up the phone before turning back to you.

"Are there any quotes about boners?" The minutes after that went by painstakingly slowly. It was only a one off tutoring session that you would get an extra credit for, but you could think of a million things you would rather be doing with your lunch break.

Valkyrie nodded past you at someone at the library entrance. You turned around out of instinct and saw Carol strolling towards your table, eyes focused on you.

"Thanks for this." Valkyrie said as she packed away her things. "If I pass the exam I'm gonna have to find some way to make it up to you." She smirked as her eyes trailed over your legs.

You glanced at Carol who looked far from pleased at Valkyrie's comment and couldn't help but smile because that is exactly what she sounded like to you sometimes.

"That's okay." You muttered as you tried to avoid her gaze and put your books back in your bag.

"Alright, but I'm having a party this weekend. You should come."

"I'm not really a party person." You laughed awkwardly, wanting the encounter to be over.

"You don't have to spend long at the party itself." Valkyrie shrugged as she took a bold step towards you. "You could always stay in my room-"

"She said no." Carol cut in. Her eyes bore into Valkyrie's with a look that said the conversation was over. Her stance was firm and her jaw was tightly locked as she glared at her team mate. Valkyrie frowned and looked back at you as you fiddled with your bag zip and avoided her eye, silently thanking Carol even if she had been a tad aggressive.

"Right, sorry." Valkyrie muttered before making her way past you. Carol gave you a small smile before turning to leave with her team mate. You were sure Wanda would have something to say about that.

It was a few days until you saw Carol again. She had texted you to briefly say she had practice after school and you didn't see her at lunch breaks either. It annoyed you to admit you missed her company.

With every second you spent with the jock your crush on her grew. You knew that any longer and you may just end up head over heals for her which would only end in heart break for you. But every time you saw the wisp of blonde hair, shine of brown eyes with her confident smile or even just that god damn varsity jacket, you didn't care about how it could end.

It was a Thursday when she texted you during lunch to ask if you wanted to practice after school. You replied a little too eagerly with a yes and continued listening to Wanda rant about something dumb Pietro had done.

A few hours later you held a bat in your hands and prepared for Carol to throw the ball your way. She wasn't very talkative that day, a rarity for the blonde. You wanted to ask if something was up with her but the concentrated look on her face made you not want to disrupt her train of thought.

"I'm sorry." She said suddenly.

"That's alright." You sighed as you watched the ball roll across the field. That was a particularly fast throw.

"About snapping in the library." Carol corrected. "I didn't mean to make it awkward." She said as she scratched the back or her neck then stretched her arm to throw again.

"You didn't." You assured honestly. "I was already uncomfortable." You huffed as you missed another throw from Carol even after trying to apply all her tips.

"Val can be quite persistent." Carol said, still not showing her smile.

"Just like someone else I know." You shrugged. Carol faltered at the obvious call out.

"Lets switch." She said quietly and handed you her glove as she took the bat from you. She explained to you the basics of her own throwing techniques and had a few recommendations on what she thought might work best for you.

"If you ever told me no, I'd back off." Carol said as put the bat up. You were thrown off by the sudden shift in conversation.

"I know you would have." You hoped Carol noticed your use of past tense. You had already decided that sex with her again would be too dangerous for you. God only knows what you would end up blurting out. You cringed at the thought of confessing your love for Carol as she fucked you.

Your eyes shifted to the track team that were doing their laps around another part of the field. They made it look as easy as always.

"You got eyes for one of them, y/n?" Carol asked in a voice that seemed more curious than teasing.

"Not my type." You muttered as you threw the ball weakly again.

"What is your type?" Carol asked, unable to mask her curiosity that time.

"I don't know." You huffed. The blonde looked at you expectantly, clearly hoping for something more. "And what's your type, Danvers?" You asked, successfully shifting the conversation when you saw a glint in Carol's eyes. Her smile returned.

"Eh, about (your height), (your eye colour) eyes, terrible at sport but really cute so it's dorky." Carol shrugged. Damn, that could almost be me. You glanced up at the blonde to throw again and saw her smirking at you.

"Someone should warn her." You joked in a feeble attempt to hide your disappointment that we swelling in the pit of your stomach.

"I just did." Wait... Carol's smirk grew as she watched the realization spread across your face. You blushed deeply and tried to fight off a smile.

"I don't think baseball's working either." You muttered.

"You know it's strange, I always thought you were going to become a jock." Pietro said thoughtfully before taking a bite of his apple.

"First of all how dare you and secondly what the hell gave you that idea?" You exclaimed. Wanda was giggling besides you while Carol gave you a look of faux offence.

"That's the highest compliment!" She argued.

"I second that." Natasha nodded.

"Do you remember Wanda's 14th birthday party?" Pietro asked.

"It's a treasured memory." You grinned at Wanda. "I kicked your ass at bowling." You recalled proudly.

"You kicked everyone's ass at it. Bowling's a sport isn't it?" Apparently word had spread about Carol's private lessons. You and the blonde had spent weeks going back and forth between different sports. Overall, you were still pretty crap but you had been lifted to a passing grade in the class. You kept meaning to tell Carol that, but you didn't want the lessons to end. You concluded that as long as she didn't ask, you wouldn't tell.

"I'd say so." Wanda shrugged but Carol and Natasha clearly had different opinions.

"Fuck no!"

"Please do not align that with us!" They erupted. You and Wanda started to laugh at their outraged expression, never knowing something to piss a jock off more.

The sound of the bell overhead was followed by a few groans from those around the table as you all packed up and left the table. At least it was a Friday. You wandered across the field on your usual route of going round the main buildings to avoid the crowded corridors, lost in your thoughts until someone jogged up besides you.

"Bowling, huh?" She inquired as she slowed down to a walk.

"It's been years." You said offhandedly.

"You got plans tomorrow?"

"Nope."

"We should go bowling, if you want to. Obviously just as part of your lessons." Carol offered as she looked ahead.

"I thought you said it isn't a sport." You eyed the blonde suspiciously with a smile.

"It isn't, but this I have to see."

"Okay." You nodded without much thought. Bowling with the jock did sound fun.

"I'll pick you up at 2."

"These shoes are ridiculous." Carol grumbled.

"American football shoulder pads are ridiculous but you don't hear me calling that out." You fired back.

"Oh, so that was meant at someone else?"

"Sure." You shrugged as you smiled at Carol's brightly coloured shoes. You went onto your lane and gleamed at the nostalgic sound of pins being knocked over and the bright spot lights across the lanes.

Carol put your names into the scoreboard tablet as you ran your hands over the bowling balls and frowned slightly as you realized you still had to use one of the smaller ones.

"Experts first." Carol motioned to the beginning of the lane with a small smirk and you smiled back at her excitedly and grabbed a ball.

"Just remember it's been a while!" You called back to the eagerly watching blonde. She hummed back. You brought the ball up to your chest to have a feel of the weight and glared at the pins, there had to be something you could impress Carol with. With a deep breath, you swung your arm back and forward to let the ball go, center down the lane and colliding with the painted targets. All but one knocked over and you couldn't help but throw tour hands up in the air in triumph.

"That was pretty good!" You declared as you turned back to Carol happily. She beamed back at you, giving you a smile that made her eyes squint and look absolutely adorable.

You grabbed the second ball and rolled it smoothly across the polished floor, successfully hitting the last pin. Carol strolled up after you, her hands hovering over the range in front of her and landing on one for someone with a bigger hand. You scoffed quietly, not believing the jock could hold it but she picked it up with ease.

You stood, wide eyed, watched as she sauntered over to the lane and swung her arm. The ball veered off to the side and took down a couple of pins that Carol glared at.

"Unlucky is all." She grumbled as she went to get another ball. This time when she threw it it fell into the dip along the side, it was hard to hide your amusement.

"That's just bullshit." Carol grumbled.

"Do you want me to put the sides up for you, Danvers? Or maybe I could ask someone for that ramp." You teased. She flipped you off and went to sit on the small sofa and watched you carefully.

You knocked most of the pins over on your next few goes while Carol got very little. You tried to give her a few tips but apparently her ego was too big to accept them, which meant you were winning marginally.

You spun around to face the blonde after knocking the last of your pins over but she wasn't on her spot on the sofa. You were about to get your phone out to text her but you spotted her sauntering back towards your area with a bowl of nachos. Your mouth watered at the sight.

Carol gave a dramatic huff as she spotted the scoreboard and beckoned you over to the small table by the sofas. "We'll start a new round after these." She said as she put them on the table. "I didn't poison them." She quipped when you didn't move.

"Sometimes I think you'd do anything to win." You replied as you sat down opposite her and took one of the nachos. In all honesty you weren't expecting Carol to get the snack, never mind to want to share it.

Carol flexed her right hand absent mindedly as she glanced around at over areas of the alley. "Your hand hurting?" You asked as you took another nacho with a lot of cheese on it.

"A little." She shrugged and lifted it up to look at the back of her mind. Without thinking, you put your hand and pressed it gently flat against hers. Not only were her fingers longer than yours but her palm was bigger too, even her wrist was thicker. It was only when you caught Carol's eye that you went to bring your hand away but she laced her fingers through yours and put them down on the table.

"Sorry, I was just curious." You blushed even though it was clear Carol didn't mind.

"Okay." She chuckled as she continued on the nachos. You finished the rest of the snack in silence with your hands still together until you leaned back and glanced at the lane again.

"Ready to have your ass kicked again?" You quipped.

"Don't get cocky, kid." Carol mused as she rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Since when did you know Star Wars?" You asked in complete disbelief.

"I love Star Wars." Carol said casually. "And since always."

"I didn't take you for the type." You smiled as you tried to study the jock for any signs of a lie.

"That's just because you never asked." She shrugged and stood up, letting your hands slide apart. You missed the contact instantly but that didn't distract you enough from her words.

Of course you had never asked her something like that, Star Wars was the last thing you'd guess she would like. You knew there was always more to people than what they showered publicly, but Carol had always seemed like such an open book in every way. So hearing that she wasn't quite what you thought she was, even after the few months of knowing her better, simply made you impossibly more interested in the blonde. You stared at Carol in nothing short of awe, she was really something else.

"I've had enough of these shoes." She declared.

"You quitting on me Danvers?" You quipped but really your heart dropped at the thought she wanted to cut your outing short.

"I'm just thinking we could try our hand at a few other things, seeing as we're not doing sport anymore." She said as she nodded towards the arcade.

Your eyes lit up at all the games in the entrance as you found your competitiveness returning. You both returned your shoes and practically ran over to the arcade area with all its choices. You decided to head towards the air hockey first as you argued over whether or not it was a sport. Carol, of course, took the opposition.

Your reflexes weren't as good as hers but you liked to think you put up a good fight, even if you did curse under your breath every time the blonde scored. The screen above you both lit up to declare Carol's victory that she was very happy to celebrate, you watched as she danced around the table towards you in what could have been the dorkiest thing you had ever seen.

"You having fun there?" You laughed.

"So much fun." Carol grinned back and eyed her next target.

"Absolutely not!" You cried out when her eyes landed on the basketball. You took her by the hand and tried your best to ignore the electricity running up your arms at how perfectly her hand fit in yours and led her through the arcade. You came to a halt by a racing game and before you could even suggest the idea to Carol she was clambering into the seat and shoving the coins into the machine. You sat down next to her and did the same. You were both terrible. The controls were slightly broken and far too sensitive, making the cars on screen spin around when you tried to turn and never going straight.

"Piece of garbage!" Carol shouted at the screen as you passed the finish line by some miracle.

"Wanna go again?" You asked with a grin but the blonde was already jumping off the seat.

"Now this I have to win." Carol declared as she spotted the nearest shooting game. It was some kind of zombies in space crossover but you didn't much question that when you picked up the plastic gun.

"We work together on this, Danvers." You laughed.

"Count yourself lucky then." Carol said as she aimed her gun at the screen as the game started.

"The fact that you didn't know how it works doesn't make me all that confident in you." You pointed out as you started firing at the horde of zombies. You didn't see one that was charging at you from the left but Carol shot it down before it reached you.

"You're welcome." She smirked then shot some more on your right. "Come on, y/n I'm doing all the work here."

"Fuck yourself, Danvers." You fired back as you tried to reload your gun.

"Fuck me yourself you coward." She challenged. Your mouth went dry but you started to laugh. She didn't make the comment with her usual smirk and suggestive tone, instead it seemed like a genuine joke that you didn't get anxious about.

"That would be a first." You quipped with a smile. You managed to take the last few zombies.

"It really would be, I am a virgin after all." She said casually and you dropped your gun. "Oh shit, here we go!" Carol laughed as the zombie boss made its dramatic entrance.

"Wait what?" You stammered as you looked between Carol and the screen while trying to get a grip on the plastic gun.

"What? No one's ever fucked me. I fuck girls, they don't fuck me back." She shrugged simply and started rapid firing at the boss.

"Maybe you should stop being exclusive to pillow princesses." You joked in a feeble attempt to mask your surprise.

"Maybe, it's not just that." She started. It confused you that she could say something so out of character while keeping most of her attention on the screen. "I don't trust any of them. I don't know, it's just, when it comes down to it, I freak out." Carol tried to explain but seemed to struggle.

"Damn." She sighed when the screen presented 'Game Over' in an overtly bloody text. You wandered away from the booth as you thought about what Carol said. She had a content smile on her face as she looked around and you figured the conversation was over.

"I love these." You told the blonde when you came across a Wac A Mole machine. You put the coins in and lifted up the rubber mallet as you kept your eyes on the board. The first one sprung up in front of you and Carol announced its presence with a cry.

"Thank you, Danvers." You smiled after hitting the figure.

"There!" She pointed to the next one, and the next one until you shouldered her out the way, not expecting her to actual wander off. When the game was over you grinned in triumph and looked to Carol for her praise but she wasn't near by. With a frown, you ventured around the arcade and found the jock hunched over a claw machine.

"These things eat you money, you know?" You half joked but to your surprise Carol dropped a small teddy bear into the box.

"And how long did that take you?" You teased as she picked it up.

"Its for you." You ran your thumb over the left paw that had a heart over it and smiled back at the jock who kept surprising you.

"Thank you, Carol." She nodded and the pair of you started to walk out the arcade and main building. Much to your surprise it was starting to get dark and there were few cars in the car park. You guessed the place would be closing soon but you hadn't realized you had been there so long. Time always seemed to fly by with Carol.

"How long were we even..." You started to laugh lightly until you turned to Carol and realized how close together you were. Your breath hitched when your eyes locked with her own that seemed to be looking back at you with something you couldn't quite pinpoint.

"Can I kiss you?" You whispered gently. You licked your lips and nodded slowly.

Her other hand rested on your cheek as her thumb caressed the smooth skin slightly and finally closed the distance entirely.

You had kissed Carol before, but never like that. It was slow and longing and gentle and you reciprocated in an instant, matching the rhythm she set. You brought you hands up to Carol's neck and cherished the moment of feeling connected to her in the way you had been craving before you pulled apart.

"It's only our second date, Danvers." You couldn't help but quip, not knowing what to say in such an unfamiliar scenario.

"Well this second date has taken a lot of work to get." Carol pointed out and you laughed as you continued to hold her close.

"I was scared." You admitted.

"You don't have to be scared with me." Carol assured gently.

"You mean it? You really..."

"I really love you." She confirmed.

"That's lucky for me, because I love you too." You smiled and brought Carol in for another kiss that she happily encouraged.

"So... more dates?" Carol asked with a laugh, clearly not all that familiar with the procedure either. You would work it out quickly.

"Yeah Carol." You chuckled.

"That I still have to work hard for?" She half joked.

"Not if we're girlfriends." The blonde laughed more at that.

"I'm glad to hear I've upgraded from just your favourite jock.

"You're always going to be my favourite jock too." You assured and kissed Carol once more.

Carol kissed a path down your stomach and smiled against your skin as she felt you shiver. Even after weeks of dating you still weren't used to her kisses, especially not across your more sensitive areas of skin.

"I got you." She whispered as she hooked her fingers over your pajama bottoms and panties and pulled them down together, kissing the newly found skin. You shivered more as her breath ghosted over your clit making you whine and buck your hips up. Carol smiled at your reaction and leaned down not before whispering "God, you're beautiful.

She wrapped her full lips around your clit and reveled in the moan that spilled from your lips. Her tongue dipped between your folds and she moaned at the sweet taste that invaded her taste buds.

You wrapped your hands in Carol's long blonde hair to bring her closer but she pulled away with a smirk. Before you could whine in protest she pulled her own trousers down to reveal a strap you hadn't seen before. It was different in shape and colour but the most noticeable different was the absence of the harness. You moaned softly at the realization it was anchored inside her.

"I want to feel it with you." Carol said as she lowered herself back towards you and placed her hands either side of your head and kissed your neck.

"Are you sure?" You asked tentatively. It would be the first time Carol had been on the receiving end to such a level. The most you had done was go down on her a few times.

"Yes, I trust you. I love you." She grinned and lined the strap up with your entrance.

"I love you too." You had really started to enjoy saying that to her.

You moaned breathlessly as Carol inched the strap into you carefully and kissed along your jaw more. She moaned with you when she bottomed out and felt the strap dig deeper into her. Her hips twitched as she took a moment to gather her own composure and held your hands above your head, your fingers intertwined.

"I got you." You assured back to her as she started to pull out and push back in. Carol moaned loudly in response and held you closer to her as she started to build up a rhythm, your thigh slapping together.

You moaned in sync as the strap pleasured you both more and more. You wrapped your legs tightly around your girlfriend's waist to push the strap deeper inside you both.

You shuddered every time Carol's skin met yours. Carol started thrusting the toy faster and harder as she chased her own release.

"It's so good!" You cried out. You both struggled to form words, only managing breathless moans as the strap pressed firmly against your g-spots in sync.

"Me too, fuck, please Carol. Cum with me." You pleaded and gave a strangled moan. Carol shuddered and moaned louder than you had ever heard as she came undone at the same time as you.

"Y/n." Your girlfriend shuddered and started to grind her hips against yours as she rode out her high with you.

"It's okay, I got you." You said as you held onto Carol's bare back. You held her close to you as she breathed heavily against your neck, the irregular patterns starting to even out. She was still shaking so you planted soft kissed across the patches of her face that weren't hidden in your neck as you stroked her hair, a content smile on your lips.

She adjusted herself slightly and the pair of you moaned softly when she eased the toy out and put it on the floor. "I'll clean it later." She whispered, eyes closed, before you could say anything.

"Okay." You chuckled and brought her closer to you. You wrapped your arms around one another as your legs tangled together under the sheets.

Carol's soft breath caressed your skin as you stroked her hair out of her face and kissed her forehead. A faint smile played across her lips at the action, confirming that she was just as happy as you were.

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Hi, can I request a SKZ and Enhypen legal line reaction to you doing WAP or twerking out of nowhere?

i though this one was fun to write 😆, thank you for the request! <3

group: enhypen & stray kids

member: enhypen legal line & all of stray kids

genre: crack(?), fluff, possibly suggestive at times

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Enhypen Legal Line

Heeseung:

• you guys had been just chilling on the couch at the dorms, the other boys no where to be found.

• your head rested on heeseung’s lap as he scrolled through his phone. “hee, i’m bored” he looked down at your face upon hearing your statement.

• “well there’s not much we can do right now, maybe when the boys get back.” he stated playing with your hair.

• growing impatient, a mischievous idea popped in your head. sitting up from his lap, you go to set your phone on the tv stand directly in font of the couch.

• you were about to do a challenge that has been going around tiktok for quite a while. you were not one to do tiktok challenges very often, so this would come as a surprise for heeseung.

• seeing you stand up got heeseung curious. he watched your every move as you setup your video.

• when the familiar “WAP” began to play through your phone speakers, heeseung’s eyes widened.

• as soon as you started actually doing the dance, he would be so flustered. face beet red, but bby would not be able to take his eyes off you.

• he thought you did such a good job, even if the dance was a bit “pRoVOcAtIve” so after you finished the dance and walked over you him, he immediately buried his head in your neck.

• “that was so good baby, but try a less inappropriate dance next time? okay?”

Jay:

• you and jay were in the practice room at the company because he decided to stay back to get some extra work in.

• he asked you to come keep him company, since he didn’t want to be alone. ofc you showed up, bc who wouldn’t want to watch their boyfriend dance.

• after a while of practicing, you and jay decided to just listen to music over the speakers, until a rather seductive song came on.

• feeling bold, you decided to dance a little to it. swaying your hips side to side, twerking, anything to match the mood of the song.

• jay’s eyes darkened at the sight of you dancing like that. he didn’t know you could possibly be any sexier.

• jay watched the way your hips moved, your face, your legs. he made sure to take in every little move you were doing.

• after the song ended, he came up behind you and grabbed your hips. he pushed you against the wall and turned you to face him.

• “my pretty baby. that was rather bold to dance like that when anybody could walk in and see you.” he leaned in to your ear, “i think you should dance for me like that back home....but with less clothing.”

Jake:

• jake had just got finished with a long day of practice, and wanted nothing more than to come home to his amazing s/o.

• you however, had been lounging around the house all day. you were scrolling through your phone, when you decided you would past the time by making some tiktoks.

• you had been midway through doing the “WAP” challenge, when your boyfriend (with amazing timing) walked in.

• jake kinda just stood there flustered, not knowing what to do. he really said some “🧍‍♂️”

•getting up from the ground, you grabbed your phone and rewatched the tiktok. seeing jake’s reacting made you laugh.

• you turned around to him, where he still stood just staring at you. (bby malfunctioned)

• “jake? you good?” blinking a couple times, he finally snapped out of his daze, “OH, uh yeah i just- uhm. you were good, i just didn’t know you could dance like that.”

• smiling you went to give him a hug, “i could dance like that more if you want 😉”

•this boy d r a g g e d you back to your room with the biggest smirk on his face.

Sunghoon:

• okay, so this boy is a little 🤏 a w k w a r d

• when you stated twerking in the middle of the kitchen he didn’t know what to do

• it’s not that he didn’t like it, cause he most definitely did (possibly got a little turned on)

• it’s just he didn’t know what to do or what to say, so he kinda just...walked out?

• you followed him into the living room where he just sat on the couch thinking about what to say.

• “ you okay hoon?” he looked up from the couch, “ i need a second to process what happened.”

• after a couple of minutes of silence he grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap, with each of your legs on either side of him.

• “how about you do it again, but this time i want to feel you.”

Stray Kids

Chan:

• you guys were in his studio, while he was working you decided to tease him a little bit ;)

• you got off the couch and slowly walked up behind his chair. you proceeded you slowly turn his chair around to face you.

• you stared to dance/twerk very sensually in front of him. his eyes said “👀”

• he thought you looked so good, like his baby dancing for him? pure bliss.

• he watched you so closely, just admiring the way you moved your body. you put him a whole trance.

• bby chan did not know how to control himself after seeing you dance like that.

• he took of his headphones, and took you to the couch, let’s just say your teasing worked very well ;)

Minho:

• this was actually a dare you had gotten from felix. being the tiktok king he is, he dared you to do the WAP in front of minho.

• you obviously couldn’t turn down a dare, so you agreed. felix helped you plan how to make it seem less forward.

• you were gonna go into the practice room while minho was in there, and ask him if he wanted to do some tiktoks with you (you knew he was gonna say no, cause he was most likely going to be tired)

• minho enjoyed watching you do tiktoks, bc he thought you were the cutest little thing, even if he would never say it.

• he thought you were gonna do some innocent dance like the renegade or another challenge.

• when he saw you start getting on the floor and twerking his mind went completely blank.

• that was until he remembered you were filming. he immediately ran to turn off the camera.

• “that’s only for me to see baby, but could you send that video to me? for research purposes😇”

Changbin:

• changbin had called you to come hang out with him at the dorms, cause why not?

• when you got to dorms you noticed none of the other boys besides changbin himself were there.

• “where are the other boys binnie?” you asked while going to give him a hug. “i think they are all at the company, they still had some work to do.”

• after releasing from the hug, the both of you went to cuddle in bed. curling up into changbins side, you got an idea.

• “hey binnie?” he looked at you, “do you want to see a dance i learned?” surprised, he quickly nodded his head and sat up against the headboard.

• you got off the bed and began to slowly walk up to changbins side of the bed. he looked you up and down while licking his lips.

• you began to dance a special dance you made just for him. he closely watched the way you moved against the floor, and eventually the way you moved against him.

• once you finished he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer, “your lucky we are the only ones home.”

Hyunjin:

• we all know this man would be so vv shocked when you started slowly twerking on him the middle of the dance room.

• ofc he loved it, but he was so surprised he pushed you off 😔

• you kinda just stood there embarrassed, like you took a bold move and failed (r.i.p y/n)

• but he eventually he pulled back by the hips, and started to move against you as well.

• he guided your hips against his, and you both were lowkey just grinding against each other in the private dance room.

• mans got super turned on, and immediately took you home where you both could have some more fun ;)

Jisung:

• bby would hype you up, he’s your personal hype man for sure.

• as soon as you started dancing for him he would be cheering you on, dancing with you, you name it.

• he would be so excited bc he just lives to match your vibe :(((

• would 100% video tape you so he can watch it later when he’s feeling sad.

• would definitely admire the way you move, and be so shocked, like he never knew his bub could dance like this???

• he would ask you to teach him the dance, and probably end up having a dance party with you.

Felix:

• this babe would join you, as soon he saw you setting up the phone. he jumped from his place on the couch.

• “Oooooo, what tiktok are we doing???” he would be so eager to make every tiktok with you, cause he love bonding with you :((

• when y’all started doing the “WAP” he got excited cause he knew the dance already. he was also excited to see you dance to it.

• probably had small naughty thoughts going through his mind while watching you, but for the most part he was happy seeing you enjoy yourself.

• when it came down to actually filming the tiktok, yall would be goofing off so much to the point you had to film it multiple times.

• just saying, the final product? y’all slayed.

Seungmin:

• okay, so i feel seungmin would act like he didn’t care, but hear me out.

• he would definitely be eyeing you the whole time your dancing, and be lowkey jamming in the background.

• but the second you look at him he’s this “😐”

• he doesn’t want you to know how much he’s actually enjoying watching you move your hips in that way.

• he would probably act annoyed, and tell you to hurry up, but would 100% love watching to dance.

• definitely sent himself the video of you dancing when you weren’t looking :)

Jeongin:

• he would, with no doubt, act disgusted. is he actually? no way.

• would absolutely NEVER let you know he really enjoyed watching you dance in a sexy form.

• would probably get embarrassed, and tell you to stop (he doesn’t actually want you to tho, he just doesn’t want anyone else to see you dancing so seductively)

• lowkey possessive, but in a cute pouty way, which is why he used the being disgusted as and excuse to get you to stop.

• would probably end up still getting turned on, and his face would turn so so red when you figured out the effect you were having on him.

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astaerion · 3 years

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#showyourprocess

From planning to posting, share your process for making creative content!

To continue supporting content makers, this tag game is meant to show the entire process of making creative content: this can be for any creation.

RULES — When your work is tagged, show the process of its creation from planning to posting, then tag 5 people with a specific link to one of their creative works you'd like to see the process of. Use the tag #showyourprocess so we can find yours!

thank you szabina @patel-dev for tagging me!!

This is the set I'll be looking at, more specifically these two gifs:

1. planning

I made this set for the free choice day of wandavision appreciation week, so once i had the idea to use tvtropes, i headed to the website and read through all the tropes listed for wandavision. i took note of all the ones that could work with a simple scene in my notes app. when i got to the end of the list i went through the tropes i'd chosen and narrowed them down. then i set out to collect all the clips i wanted to use. since i knew i wanted to use some that had prominent yellow tones i decided to contrast them with black and white gifs that have a yellow accent in the form of the typography. this all sounds very methodical, but when i'm not making something for a specific challenge i don't plan things out at all, i just wing it.

2. creating

bear with me, because my photoshop is in hungarian. i'll do my best to use the proper terms, but no promises. i use cs6. so after i have the clip i want, i record it using kmplayer and import it into photoshop. i save all my psds often while i'm working because i have been burned by photoshop just crashing on me randomly. for the yellow gifs i chose scenes that already had yellow tones so i only had to enhance the colors and add some basic coloring to make it pop. that one looked like this:

1. without coloring

2. with coloring

3. with coloring and typography

this is the coloring i used for the yellow gifs with some adjustments as needed:

for the black and white gifs i didn't need to find scenes that had any kind of dominant color so i was free to choose whatever. this is how the second gif looked:

1. without coloring

2. with coloring

3. with coloring and typography

for the b&w gifs i used very little coloring:

that's all for coloring. as for typography, i used Abril Fatface 40 pt, one of my go-to fonts. for the yellow gifs i just had white text and adjusted it to be in the middle of the gif. for the b&w gifs i had the same font, but put the blending mode of the text to difference and added a yellow color overlay, changing the blending mode of the overlay to linear burn. ava (@anya-chalotra) has a ton of amazing photoshop tutorials, she talks about this here in more detail, i highly recommend you check it out if you're interested. as for the horizontal lines, i just used the pencil tool to draw a white line that's as long as the text, positioned it then made a copy and moved it into position at the bottom of the text. then i linked the two layers so that i could move them together and not mess up the spacing.

i think this is everything in the way of creating. lmk if something's not clear! i'm by no means great at photoshop but i'll answer any q's to the best of my ability.

3. posting

i either post my gifs immediately after finishing them or i sit on them for an eternity, there is no inbetween. for this particular set, since i made it for an appreciation week, i had a day when i had to post it. i actually only finished it the evening it had to be posted because i debated what to do for free choice for way too long. some other sets i made for the same event i had already done like a week before the event started bc there i had clearer ideas.

i hope this was at least a bit interesting to read, and not painfully long

tagging: (if you want, no pressure)

@inejz-ghafa with this set

@smallest-stories with this set

@wandasmaximoff with this set

@niinazenik with this set

@amandaseyfried with this set

#showyourprocess #szabi i completely just stole the way you formatted this bc i'm lazy #i am quite a rambly person if you couldn't tell #but i hope this made some semblance of sense and wasn't boring #dare i say maybe it was even helpful??? probably not #in any case i love to highlight creators and their amazing sets #so if nothing else check out the ppl i tagged bc they all make stunning stuff and are overall really inspiring #i said i wouldn't do this for a few days but i'm procrastinating as always so here we are #sorry i'll shut up now

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yikesharringrove · 4 years

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hello !! may i request billy trying to "woo" steve but hes oblivious to it ? and it gets to a point where nacy is Tired of billy looking like That when steve plays offs his advances and she just decides to help him out with a relucent jonathan ? robin is there too but she isn't gonna say anything bc she loves a good show. thank you !!!

Ao3

Jonathan was sitting on the counter, Nancy leaning on his legs when Billy walked in.

He smiled sheepishly at them, heading towards where Steve was behind the counter, chatting as he rewound tapes. He ducked over into the horror section, re-emerging quickly, obviously knew what he was comin’ in for.

“Oh, Exorcist. I haven’t seen this one. Steve was all smiles as he stood up to help Billy.

“It’s pretty good. Lots a’ gore, and stuff.” Billy side eyed Jon and Nancy, leaning a little further over the counter. “We could watch it together, if you wanted.”

Billy had gotten a nice studio apartment in downtown Hawkins with the government cash out he had gotten from the whole Starcourt ordeal. Steve had helped him move in, hadn’t been back since.

“Sorry, man. Don’t really like horror movies.”

Nancy noted how dejected Billy looked when Steve looked down to punch in the amount on the register. Billy left with a small wave and Nancy reached over to whack Steve in the arm.

“What the hell was that for?” He was pouting at her, rubbing his arm.

“You’re an idiot, Steve Harrington.”

“What’d I do this time?”

“Billy just asked you out!” Steve’s eyes were wide.

“No?”

“Yes.”

“No, he just invited me over. He does that a lot. usually he rents movies I don’t think I would like, though.”

“He wants you to come over and get scared so he can protect you, or whatever.”

“N-no.”

“Yes. He wants to sit on the couch, and put his arm over you, and he wants you to hide your face in his chest when you’re scared literally all guys use that move.” She considered Jonathan for a moment. “Current company excluded.”

“I still don’t think he was asking me out.”

“Billy!” Nancy just so happened to be loitering near his apartment building as Billy was returning from his weekend job at the garage near family video. Billy started when she called his name.

“Uh, hey Nancy.” He was fidgeting with the buttons on his coveralls.

“Look, Steve is sweet, but he’s the most oblivious person on the planet.” Billy tightened his jaw, a shadow of his rough self, his rough pre-Starcourt self.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He tried to push past her, but she just followed him up the stairs.

“I know you were trying to ask him out yesterday.”

“Wasn’t tryna do shit.”

“I don’t care that you’re into him. I want to help you.” She rolled her eyes.

“Help me?” He raised one eyebrow as they crossed into his little apartment, appraising her. “Help me do what?” She turned to him, grinning wide.

“I’m going to help you get him.”

“He likes movies with a lot of adventure. A steady rise and fall of events. So, Indiana Jones, or Conan, or James Bond, all of those. And he loves westerns. He made me watch so many fucking westerns.”

“Sounds like he just likes hot guys.” Nancy rolled her eyes.

“He likes Barbarella, too. He doesn’t have much in the way of an attention span, so things need to be constantly happening. He took me to see Gremlins three times when it came to the Hawk.”

“Okay, so action adventure. Easy enough.”

“Well, he’s also got a big soft spot for sappy romances. And I’m talking the real sappy ones, not like Sixteen Candles, I mean Gone with the Wind, and Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and Cleopatra. He’s a big mushball, and he loves love.” Billy kinda felt like he should be taking notes at this point. “He has all these Italian films from the forties, and he says that’s what he grew up watching, and they’re all very romantic. He loves watching those, because then he’ll translate the whole time, and I think that makes him feel romantic, it’s a whole thing.”

“Wait, he speaks Italian?”

“His mother was born in Italy somewhere. It’s his first language.”

“Shit, I didn’t know that.”

“He’s quite proud of it. He was raised by his grandmother, his nonna, and still knows all of her recipes.”

“That’s cute.” Billy thought for a second. “So, I should invite him over for a movie he’d like, and if I conveniently had all the ingredients for some complicated Italian dish, just like, around, he could be into that?”

Nancy stared at him.

“Wow. You’re just as mushy as he is.”

“Don’t hate.”

“You need to help me.”

“Nance, I just don’t feel like we should get-”

“Of course we should get in the middle of this! Our friends have a chance to be happy, together.” Jonathan huffed.

“Nancy, be honest with me. Are you just trying to do this because you genuinely want Billy and Steve to be happy, or because you still feel guilty about everything that happened with Steve?” Her mouth dropped open.

“I, I don’t-no.” She shook her head. “Of course not.” Jonathan raised an eyebrow at her. “No, Jon. I want them to be happy.”

“Okay, but I still don’t think we should interfere.”

“Of course we should. You saw them the other day, they cannot do this themselves. I’ve already talked to Billy.”

“You already-Nancy.” He gave her a look.

“What? I’m helping.” He rolled his eyes.

“Nancy’s making me talk to you.” Jonathan kept his voice monotone.

“Um, about what?” Steve was reshelving tapes, Jonathan following behind him with the box full.

“About Billy.”

“What about Billy?”

“She wants to help you two get together.” Steve laughed.

“I know she means well, but he does not like me like that.”

“She seems to think he does. Apparently, she’s already talked to Billy. They’ve got a whole plan.”

“A plan? What do you mean?”

“She told him all of your favorite movies and they’re idea is that you’ll go to his place and you’ll cook dinner together and watch a movie.”

Steve’s eyes were big when he looked up at Jonathan.

“Wait he, there’s actually a plan?” He was picking at the peeling sticker on a Cinderella tape. “What are we gonna cook?”

“I don’t know. Billy said he’s just gonna get a bunch of vague Italian shit, his words, and he’s hoping you’ll take over from there.” Steve smiled to himself.

“Um, you think you could get him a list? So he doesn’t just have to buy stuff.” Jonathan furrowed his brows.

“Wait so, you’re good with this?”

“I mean, it’s kinda, it’s kinda sweet.”

“So, her plan worked?”

“Well, I still gotta go on the date.” Steve returned to shelving tapes.

“But, you’re going?”

“Yeah. If he asks.”

“Get me a grocery list. And believe me, he’ll ask.”

Steve had picked one of his favorite recipes, giving Jonathan a list to casually slip to Billy.

He had been waiting all week for Billy to come back, rent some movie he loves, and ask him over.

But it had been days since he had spoken with Jonathan.

And he was losing hope.

“What’s up, Mopey?” Robin was fake pouting at him.

“Billy hasn’t been in in a while. Is all.” Steve shrugged, tried to act all casual.

Robin rolled her eyes.

“Missing your boyfriend?”

“Shut up.” His face was red as he mumbled. “Nancy and Jonathan kinda, they kinda made a plan, and I think he’s just, I think Billy’s not actually gonna go through with it.” She sighed.

“Look, I told Nancy I was not gonna get mixed up in this, but, he likes you, Dingus. He’s not backing out, he’s not blowing you off. Take a breath.”

“I’m just, I care about him, you know? He’s been through a lot. I don’t wanna fuck it up.” Steve was scuffing his foot against the ground, watching it intently. “I always fuck it up.”

“Hey, it’s just one date. And maybe there’ll be a next, and a next, but for now, take the date. Have a good night.”

Jonathan was back on the counter, watching Billy psych himself up outside.

He was hoping from foot to foot, obviously practicing everything he was gonna say.

Steve was being very good at not making eye contact with everyone.

The bell above the door made a loud sound as Billy shoved it open.

He stared at his feet as he hid himself in one of the aisles.

Steve gave Nancy a panicked look.

“Breathe,” She hissed at him. He took a few deep breaths in and out of his mouth, his eyebrows scrunched together.

A few minutes later, just as Steve had calmed himself down, Billy came back out of the aisle, a few different tapes in his hands.

He set the tapes down, giving Steve a nice smile, a real smile.

“Hey, Bill.” Steve wasn’t even looking at the tapes.

“Hi, Pretty Boy.” Steve flushed. “What’re you up to tonight?”

It was painful, watching the two of them dance around one another. Billy didn’t know Steve was in on the plan, didn’t know Steve was fucking vibrating and the speed of sound for Billy to ask him out.

“Um, nothing much. Just gonna go home.”

Nancy slapped Jonathan’s leg, pulling him into one of the aisles, spying on the two from around the shelf. Robin stayed sitting behind Steve, snapping her gum.

“You could come over, if you want. Watch one a’ these.” Steve finally looked down at the tapes, brightening up right away.

“I love Barbarella.”

“That’s ‘cause you’re a human.” Steve laughed as he punched in the amount. There were beginning to fall into a rhythm, Steve picking up the next tape.

“Oh shit.” He was holding the Sound of Music tape like it was made of gold. “I used to really love this movie.”

“We can watch it, if you want. I’ve never seen it.” Steve looked at him like he had an extra head.

“You’ve never seen it? Billy, what the fuck? We’re so watching this tonight.” He picked up the last tape.

“That one I got for me.”

“I uh, I didn’t even know this movie existed.” He was staring wearily at the mutant on the front, tracing the font spelling out Forbidden World.

“Oh Pretty Boy, you’d hate it.” Steve laughed. He took Billy’s neat bills, practiced hands made quick change.

Their hands brushed as Steve passed over the coins.

“You want me to bring anything? Tonight?”

“Just yourself.”

“Nothing for dinner?”

“I mean, I got some stuff. If you wanna, like, make something.” Billy was fidgeting with the tapes.

“Yeah, I, uh, I really like cooking. We could, like, cook together.”

“I’d like that.” Steve gave Billy one of his sunshiniest smiles. Made Billy melt a little. “What time you get off?”

“Five.”

“Be over as soon as you can, then.”

“Okay. Yeah, I’ll be there.”

“It’s a date then, Stevie.” Steve was grinning like he had won the fucking lottery. Billy gave him a stupid little two finger salute, nearly ramming into the glass door on this way out.

Steve waited until Billy was safely out of view of the storefront windows before he lost his shit.

He was wiggling around like the happiest little worm, Nancy coming out of hiding to give him a hug.

Robin snapped her gum at him when he tried to get near her, so he hugged Nancy again.

“Hey, thank you guys. For, for everything.” Jonathan clapped him on the back.

“No problem, man. Just do us all a favor, and get laid.”

#I almost never write post season 3 that isnt a #they burned it out of Billy au #cause I lowkey fucking hate most of that season lol #yikes writes #steve harrington #billy hargrove #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #harringrove #harringrove fic #harringrove ficlet #harringrove drabble

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taz-skylar · 3 years

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CONTENT CREATOR: 2020 IN REVIEW

tagged by the best beans @zofias and @kamalaskhans, thanks buds! :D

first creation and most recent creation of 2020:

first creation: ace & sabo in one piece: stampede wow that feels like years ago

most recent creation: just posted a sailor moon/wonder woman parallel bc QUEENS

one of your favourite creations from 2020:

jepser fahey bc wow do i miss having that type of inspiration

a creation you’re really proud of:

tony stark didn’t think it was going to turn out how i wanted but it pretty much did???

a new style you tried this year and a gifset that uses it:

manga colouring for the first time with oikawa tooru

trying my hand at colouring with my most tragic beans (pepperony)

blending for the first time with pepperony

playing around with gifs on top of gifs for morgan and tony

a creation that took you forever:

oh definitely the pepper loving tony throughout the years gifset

also the gif in pepperony’s first dance i had to do that frame-by-frame which is A LOT

your creation from 2020 that received the most notes:

tony stark parallel from iron man 2 and what if...?

but second place goes to tony stark with a naruto quote so that’s fun :D

a creation you think deserved more notes:

honestly i wish the first wangxian gifset i did with the old guard quote got more notes than it had bc that was just sad to see :(

a creation with a favourite scene/quote:

chuuya’s entrance

oikawa’s appearances after the timeskip (gotta choose both bc they’re both KINGS)

a new fandom you joined and a creation you made for it:

i joined so many fandoms this year but let’s go with the wangxian + delicate one i did

a creation you made that breaks your heart:

jfaldfja i basically just make a lot of sad edits but for this game i’ll go with the wei wuxian and jiang yanli one that made me cry

a ‘simple’ creation that you really love:

this pepperony gifset bc i just really love the contrasts between their first and last scenes in the iron man mask in avengers (like the cool colouring in the beginning vs. the hot in the ending and the happiness vs. sadness) liek it’s all there in that scene and i love it and hate it

a creation that was inspired by another one (add both your creation and the one that inspired it!):

ironfam inspired by the incredibly talented @sersi (star wars version)

but also tony stark inspired by the amazing @catchingmydeatth (rey version)

a favourite creation created by someone else: (in no particular order)

oh i have so many aldjfakd going through my fav tag is the best idea but let’s see:

the arthur/gwen&barry/iris parallel gifset by @iriswestsallen bc that edit was so beautiful and wonderfully done that it literally started my entire fav tag !!

obviously this tony stark edit (it was made for me okay), but also soukoku (that coin is the best thing of life), pevensies + times of day (i’m screaming, especially over that blue for edmund!), dabi's reveal (the colouring is everything!! even with the lyrics which was TOTALLY done to spite me :/), but also the miles morales edit and all the writing and the small little snippets and of course the shitposts that are done by @hauntedthief - i love the fact that i get to see all the edits and writing pieces before they even get posted, like from start to finish, it’s the best

the iconic miles morales edit by @wonderwomans and the tony stark gifset (i’m biased but it was made for me :D) but also kesh has all of the talent in the world, no lies, bc her soukoku au tears me to pieces and puts me back together again jsut to do it all over again. legit kesh your talent is unparalleled, holy fuck

anything and everything made by @kamalaskhans but i am always going to be in love with this tony stark gifset sameera made bc everything is so perfect in it, like next level stuff right here. wow, the most talented gif maker creating such a masterpiece, i am in love

the dazai osamu edit by @dicennio but honestly it was really hard to choose just one out of everything?? your one of the best graphic makers on this site, holy shit, and i get so excited over all your edits bc the talent??? the amazingness??? i love it all

this anakin and obi-wan gifset by @niinazenik bc wow phe, how do you edit??? like seriously. the way this edit flows from red with teh bolded ‘hate’ to the blue and the sadness in the end scene is everything, wow, i’m stunned

this tony stark gifset by @marwankenzari bones not only is that quote so perfect for the best bean in this universe but also your font choices and your colouring are amazing and the way the font in the back goes from red to yellow, his colours, just ties it all up so well, seriously i’m in awe over here, bud

this untamed finale ep gifset by @gusucloud this finale ep was a rollercoaster of emotions and this gifset brings it all out again. the colouring is so soft which contrasts so beautifully with the heartbreaking scenes. wow i’m a mess again, thanks

some of your favourite content creators from the year: (in no particular order)

@hauntedthief, @wonderwomans, @kamalaskhans, @dicennio, @zofias, @mob-psycho, @yenvengerberg, @elriccs, @mazusu, @gojosattoru, @coulter, @anya-chalotra, @marwankenzari, @katsukes, @chloezhao, @sersi, @momentofmemory, @niinazenik, @reddriot, @zuura, @timothyolyphant, @taylorjoy-anya, @hollywoods, @bosemanchadwick, @ierishouko, @tanchirou, @montygreen, @bartonclinton, @jackmans, @akaashikeji, @parkersedith, @robertpattisons, @pepperonys, @andthwip, @williamsherondales, @gusucloud, @strangehighs, @celiabowens, @runwiththewind, @arthurpendragonns, @highwarlockkareena, @kiyomie, @chonis, @tonystarks, and so many more !! seriously everything these wonderful people make is certified gold!!! thank you guys so much for making my dash brighter and more beautiful than it’s ever been! this year may have been shitty but my dash was filled with the best art ever :D it’s so inspiring to see all your beautiful creations, y’all are seriously so damn talented and i’m so glad i follow you all!

and for good measure, another a couple more creations of yours that you love:

tony stark + the flash

dazai osamu

susan pevensie + ashe vernon

soukoku playlist

pepperony + mary oliver

oikawa tooru

one tree hill

susan pevensie + emily palermo

pepperony + 5+1

wangxian + mary elizabeth frye

tagging: everyone who’s been tagged in this post if you haven’t already done it yet! :D

#rohall #rohwastagged #tag game #about: me #text post #rohrambles #wow this got long #didn't mean to ramble during fav creations by others #but i gotta spread the love over those lovely edits

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choco-mark · 4 years

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if you’re still open for the reactions and mtls, could you do ‘what they would get/do for you for your 1st anniversary’ please? i was debating whether or not to send in a second post but i ended up convincing myself to do it anyways bc i know writers block is just so annoying and if this is a way to help you out then i’ll gladly do so 💛

this is definitely a way to help my writer’s block so go ahead!!

mark

remembers it’s y’all’s anniversary the day before because jaemin jokingly said something along the lines of ‘you guys have been dating for too long’

kind of internally freaks because he has absolutely no clue what to do, and doesn’t know if you want to do fancy or casual like he’s going full mental breakdown

ends up taking to you to a local carnival because last minute plans, but y’all both love the energy so it was fun and a way for y’all to spend time together

had no clue what to get you and also didn’t have the time to get anything for you, so he ended up giving you one of his sweatshirts for long term (not like you steal them anyway or anything) but you didn’t really care because he was a gift himself :((

wins you one of those huge plushy stuffed animals from a water gun game and feels like a whole boss

has another mental breakdown when he sees you jumping up and down with that stuffed toy and cannot process that you are actually his girlfriend of an official year :(

tells you he loves you on the top of the ferris wheel while the fireworks are going off like ‘boom, i love you y/n, happy anniversary’ and then gets all shy because he usually doesn’t say things like that

y’all have a fun night after that ;)

renjun

was away on tour during y’alls first anniversary and feels like absolute shit because he wants to be with you so he flies over, yeah, fans are a lil confused but you were first priority

what was ten times worse was that you were sick and you didn’t tell him so there was like a mini argument that eventually ended up with him cuddling you for like three hours

you guys don’t even go anywhere, it’s just a cozy day at the (empty) dorm and y’all just made a lil meal together and it was just the two of you

took his time to make a polaroid collection of just you, there’re just a buncha candid pictures of you that you don’t really remember him taking at...all but there’s a little message at the end that puts all of junnie’s feelings into words and it’s just :(

has to fly back literally the next morning but he blows your mind that night hehe ;)

jeno

was a nervous pup for about a week prior to the anniversary date because he was just afraid nothing would go right :(

planned a whole picnic and even got renjun to cook for the two of you (also because he didn’t want to end up blowing up the dorm), and stresses over what he’s gonna wear like ‘will y/n like this??’ ‘nah, i look like shit’ and couldn’t sleep the night before because of it

but when he sees you all smiley when y’all walk down the street to the little field he had set up just for you, that’s when he finally relaxes and falls in love with you all over again

filled a jar full of candies and paper hearts that he cut out himself and has you go through them and read through the little messages he has on them, and then gets all shy from the way you find it really cute

makes love to you for the entire night and it’s just such soft sex because he’s so in love with you omg :(

donghyuck

went insane almost a week before trying to find you the perfect gift but feels like you wouldn’t like his gift and kinda gets frustrated

you guys already live together, so it’s not a surprise when you come home and see him laying draped across the bed with rose petals all over the floor and himself, while he’s just watching you get all shocked

you thought he was gonna propose to you from the way he was looking at you, but gives you a promise ring with his initials engraved in them and you cry because omg that’s :( even i’m upset while writing this, it’s just so pretty and the way he looks at you and promises to marry you in the future :(((

he didn’t really have a plan to do anything because he knows how tired you already are from your day and runs a bath for the two of you

yeah you guys end up fucking after that, but it’s slower than usual and he takes his time to make sure you’re properly pleasured ;)

jaemin

you already know jaem’s is a romantic lil shit, so he shows up at your house wearing the hottest suit you had ever seen on him, like ever, and is like, ‘get ready baby, we’ve got a long night ahead of us’

you guys end up missing your dinner reservation because he offers to help you get ready but he just ends up eating you out on the couch and doesn’t regret shit because he needed that

he takes you there anyway (and has to pay extra for his horny ass) and y’all are fine dining outside with the moonlight as your view, and there’s a nice lil river flowing underneath the bridge y’all on, yes he paid money for this, rich nana am i right?!

gives you a 24k gold necklace as a gift and you are about to explode from the way he’s fastening that shit around your neck when it’s literally worth more than you and you feel like a broke bitch for your gift to him

kisses on your way home :( and him just whispering to you every three seconds that he loves you, holding your hand, running his hand through your hair :(

and he eats you out for like two hours after that since the meal wasn’t enough ;)

chenle

cannot process that it’s been a year since the two of you started dating and isn’t sure if he should buy you a phone or a house, but opts out of both when renjun tells him not to objectify the gift too much

thinks about what to get you for so long and even searches up ideas (it’s his first anniversary ever, okay?!), and then thinks about your and his relationship deeply and then BOOM he knows exactly what to do

has mark help him write you a song, though he does most of the writing reminiscing on the whole year you guys had together and mark is shedding fake tears of ‘my son grew up’

you spend the night with him the day before and you wake up to him singing for you while watching you with the most love-struck eyes, and plays the whole song he wrote for you off his phone, while you’re like, bawling your eyes out from the way he sang your name

you guys don’t actually do anything except cuddle in his bed for hours after that, just softly talking to each other and stealing little kisses every now and then

jisung

has gone into cardiac arrest too many times for it to happen again, so he’s definitely not letting it happen on y’all’s anniversary!! right?! that’s right, confident jisungie in the house now!

thought about what he wanted to get you for so long, but his surprise is kind of ruined when he accidentally leaves it out when you’re over one day, and gets a lil flustered and upset but you didn’t see that much!!

bought you a huge hoodie, since you’re constantly wearing ones that are way too big for you or his own, but decided to go all artist jisung™ and stitches his name like in really baby font on the front :( and it comes out a lot better than he expected

overthinks it on the actual day and wonders if you think it’d be weird that he wrote his...name on your clothes, decides that it is weird, goes to discard of it but turns around and sits down because he had nothing else anyway

you love it anyway :( and you give him the phattest kiss after you put it on and yeah, his heart stopped beating for a lil watching you smile and giggle and all

his heart is doing flips everywhere in his body watching you and kinda just hugs you thigh like you’re his world (you are), and doesn’t let go of you until you give him another very requested kiss

#finished this after my writers block haha #answered #nct reactions #nct mlts #nct dream reactions #nct fluff #nct dream fluff #jaemin fluff #jisung fluff #chenle fluff #jeno fluff #renjun fluff #donghyuck fluff #haechan fluff #mark lee #mark fluff #nct mark fluff

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elftwink · 3 years

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i know i said i would take a few weeks but i’m almost done htn lol yesterday one of my classes was delayed by like 20 mins after i already got there over half an hour early so i banged out a couple hundred pages then (side note i always forget how fun it is to read that much in a day, but also if i keep doing it i’m going to run out of books to read during my commute). i think i have a chapter or two left? maybe less if there’s stuff at the back after the story like in gtn. anyway some thots under the cut. spoilers obvs

i am a LITTLE annoyed at myself bc i was gonna post about a couple theories i had but i just kept reading and now you all just have to take me at my word that i was right about some stuff (what happened to gideon and harrow’s brain surgery that she did on herself fwiw) but anyway. gideon is back at least temporarily and omg i missed her so much. i’m like RIGHT in the middle of the final battle (confrontation? both?) so i have no idea if she makes it through... intact but i missed the quips

in general i would say that i enjoyed reading gtn a little more (i like gideon’s internal commentary quite a bit and the second person perspective, although BEAUTIFULLY used holy shit, took me awhile to adjust to), i think htn is... not better written per se but more artfully constructed [i guess??]. i think i’m almost more excited to do a reread than i am to actually finish because then i can go back over and see the big picture because htn is very good at showing you only a little bit but also making you feel like you can figure out what’s going on if you pay enough attention (you can’t, i don’t think, not all of it; harrow never has enough information at her disposal). every time things are revealed it feels like another puzzle piece snapping into place and it’s all so intentional that even when i think i don’t particularly care for an element it always ends up making total sense and being incredibly well suited to the story.

anyway like i said i’m not done done yet and so the final resolution and explanation of everything escapes me still so this is more me rambling than anything else but iirc when the fourth kids died in gtn the writing on the wall that gideon saw was at least the same font as all the notes to harrow in this one so. i think maybe i’m just not keeping very good track of who is in what body at any given time but at that point it was just cytherea in disguise killing people. we knew she killed fifth the first time (magnus or abigail said so when harrow asked), and afaik the sleeper [cant remember her name because she had like. several? wake me up inside? though that might have been someone else. i’m always getting names mixed up. good grief. anyway] really only exists in harrow’s fake memories at the moment (well, i think she is tied to the two handed longsword. was? you can really tell i’m gonna need to do a reread to have any coherent thoughts about this all lmao) sooooo. i don’t know where i’m going with this i feel like i can’t draw conclusions without like taking notes on it all but ive connected the dots. ive connected them. what is the picture that i’m connecting the dots for? i don’t fucking know i’m just connecting them

it is imo just very fun to talk about these books and try to predict what’s going to happen next because i always guess enough that i feel self satisfied but am missing enough that every reveal still gets me. muir is an excellent author i will say that much. anyway i have class now and i’ll probably be done htn before the day is out so expect another long ass post about it lol

#good idea generator #htn spoilers /

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liveshaunted-moved · 3 years

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headcanon dump; sally jackson

sally loves her children so fucking much

most of sally’s books get published in the font Dyslexie and in fact, she uses this font when she writes on her computer, therefore making it easier for percy or annabeth or any demigod easy to read when she get’s them to preview it

sad thought of the day…. sally and percy only being able to give affection when gabe wasn’t around because he hated it, so that meant when she would drop him off to school ( bc she sent him to boarding schools to protect him from gabe you will have to pry that headcanon from my cold dead hands ), and pick him up. or at her work if she could.

and then, them still not being able to adjust to it after gabe is gone and when paul does come along, they do kind of ‘hide’ it until they realise that paul isn’t gabe. because yes they know he isn’t but there are still micro things that they do have to re/unlearn

sally is proud supporter of percy & who ever makes him happy

sally and percy are so much a like. most of his traits, he shares with her, not poseidon, for sally was the one who raised him. his stubbornness and loyalty? from her. his need to protect those he cares about, even if it means he gets hurt? that’s so from sally.

because percy is so much more then posideon’s son, he is also sally’s son.

his love of blue food is from SALLY not POSEIDON, sally loved blue and it happens to be percy’s favourite colour too. blue is a sally&percy thing

sally had a miscarriage, and she is one of the very few where it was welcomed. not because she didn’t want another child, she had always imagined herself with more then one child, but the idea of having another child under gabe’s care frightened her and she couldn’t afford / get access to an abortion. this had happened while percy was in school ( a boarding one ) so he doesn’t know about it

it should be known that sally never sought for percy’s approval of paul, she already knew off the bat that paul was a good person. there was no reason for doubt for her, unlike with gabe when there was a little bit of doubt even before she saw gabe’s true colours. the only reason percy didn’t know right away was because she was still figuring it out, she hasn’t dated since she married gabe, it’s a hard thing to navigate.

sally will never have any ill feelings towards poseidon. she took everything in stride, so he wasn’t going to raise percy with her, she didn’t care because she would do her best to give her son the best that she can with what she had.

she never accepted any of poseidon’s offers, because she learnt that you have to earn things. and she was just a ‘summer’ fling for poseidon, that hadn’t earned a place in his home under the sea. and she wouldn’t have felt right accepting it knowing that poseidon had a wife.

she just needed to know if paul and percy would get along, and it was just a matter of when she was ready to let percy know.

when hades had captured her, she was right before her death. she was meant to die, but asked thanatos to bring the mother of percy back to him, alive. it was going to be a way to get his helmet back, as that was also stolen, and believed to have been stolen along side the master bolt. sally was kidnapped for leverage for the son of poseidon.

sally was alive, and for the most part was in mobile, but she of everything going around her. she heard the whispers of hades, of the ghost and how he was accusing her son of such a crime. of how hades has a plan, that if what he thinks is going to happen, that he’d get ahead of it.

her time in the underworld was at least a month, and for a mortal being in the underworld and not being dead can be harmful and it was to sally’s mental health. but, for years, she’s always put on a brave face for her son. and honestly, this why she flinched when gabe raised a hand towards her. usually she could hide her fear of her husband from her son, but the mental toll of having been in the underworld and being made inmobile did a lot.

when she was mobile, it was when hades favoured someone else that wasn’t working for him to talk too. sally would take this time to tell him that he is mistaken. her son would never, ever do such a thing.

sally would often, after finding gabe’s true nature, take percy to her work whenever she could. this is why she sent him to boarding schools too, so he has limited exposure to gabe and his nasty ways

ever since she got her scar on her hip, she when she swims where a fullbody swimsuit & a pair of shorts because she didn’t want to let percy know how badly gabe has hurt her. this scar had happened when percy was seven and in a boarding school, and it healed just before he came home in time for their usual trip.

sally is everyone’s mother? you want a mother figure, sally offers herself up. she’ll bake you cookies and muffins and homemade meals. give you a blanket to keep you warm.

sally also totally asks, and pays for, rachel to do artwork for her books.

sally supports all her children. all demigods are now her children, i will says this until i die

this is just in, your friendly reminder that, sally jackson is in fact, by definition a murder who is getting away with that fact. she placed medusa’s head in front of gabe. she was feed up with his abuse, and feared that he would go back on his promise and actually hit percy because of everything that’s happened. she feared for her son’s safety more then ever.

sally totally uses dyslexic friendly font on her computer, and for her writing. she also, once she gets published, fights for her books to only be printed in dyslexic friendly fonts.

sally has always been able to see through the mist. very clearly. at school. was once even mistaken to be a demigod, only for the satyr to realise that sally was in fact mortal. this has also lead to a very young sally to be labelled as someone with a very creative imagination.

and that label, got her interested in reading and writing, and her want to be a writer.

the wedding was small, nothing too big. just those close to her and paul.

this was her wedding dress, it just showed up the day of the wedding - she knows it was a gift from posideon

she totally invited annabeth, tyson & thalia

this just in, sally wore blue laced wedding dress. it had blue accents in it

sally, sung often to percy when he was a baby, and when he had nightmares.

sally would have never allowed gabe to stay as long as he did if he laid a hand on percy. herself, that was a different story. that was a set rule between the two, that gabe keep his hands off of percy, and sally would stay with him.

gabe was drunk, and sally can be very petty at times. this was how the whole blue thing came about. gabe was drunk and having a fight, while sally was making a cake, with blue food colouring because percy was coming home soon from his first time at school. and somehow they were on the topic of food not being able to be blue. so, it was from then on, sally decided she will go out of her way to make sure that she will get any food blue, and when it comes to cakes and the like of homemade things, blue food dye was right at the ready. and she loved it so much. because it became an inside thing with her son.

sally and poseidon lasted longer then just the summer., bu a few months after that and that is when percy was conceived. and poisdeon had to go because sally was in more danger now that they were going to have a child. sally understood, and let him go. holding no bitterness towards the sea god. she has made it this far in life without the help of others, she can do it again, even with a child.

she absolutely HATES the idea of someone not feeling safe, or having a place to call home. maybe it came from her having a child that could be in danger, or that is just the way she is. but, after gabe was gone, she would always be willing to lend a hand out to those in need ( mainly demigods ). most of the time just for a place to sleep and crash, and a place to feel SAFE and know that they can trust her.

despite her parents dying in a plane crash, sally never truly actually feared flying. she only ever ‘feared’ it when she had percy, for zeus might want to strike her son out of the sky and THAT is what scares her the most.

SALLY WOULD DIE FOR HER CHILDREN BEFORE SHE WILLINGLY PUTS THEM IN HARMS WAY. she knows the demigod life comes with a harsh reality which is part of why she didn’t want percy to go, why she held it off for so long having known about it since percy was like 3 years old.

sally sent percy away to boarding schools, to protect him. to get him as far away from gabe as possible. it was a way she could protect him, sending him away defeated the purpose of her marrying gabe - but, she hoped and prayed that the times that percy was home, that gabe’s sent lingered on her son for just long enough to keep him safe

gabe, for the first few months of his relationship with sally was nice, to her. her tried to woo her, despite him not smelling well. that was always with him, he never knew how to shower properly and sally counted that as a plus, because it would mask her son’s scent as a demigod. they got married quickly, and that seemed to be when gabe’s behaviour would change. she would refuse things, refuses to do things in the bedroom and he would get mad at her. he started to show his true colours as a awful human being, that is wasn’t just a bad smelling person, but the smell matched the personality. gabe was a verbal & emotional abuser.

she never divorced him. because he masked percy’s scent and because he was NEVER physically abusive towards PERCY, her on the other hand. that is a different story. gabe has hit her a few times and she did her best to hide it away from percy.

she stayed with gabe purely & solely to protect percy, because in her eyes, percy’s health & safety comes way before her own.

sally will fight for her son, she HAS fought for her son. there is nothing in the world that will ever stop sally from doing her best to protect percy, even if it means putting herself in danger. her son, always came before her. his needs came before her own. if they could only afford so much food, it would go to percy before it would go to her

honestly, the moment percy had called her, sally nearly collapsed from pure relief. her son was alive, THAT was the main thing, her son being alive. she knows his life can be dangerous, she knows it may not be long, but that doesn’t take away the fear and make it any less painful knowing that his life is in the hands of the fates.

#why be blah when there is aquamarine ( sally canons )#we're standing on the edge of queue #abuse tw #miscarriage tw #long post tw

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thedoctordonnas · 3 years

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Rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

tagged by: @a-human-pippin-took (thank you :D)

1. i could even learn how to love like you

this was the first multichapter fic i’ve ever completed, the first fic over 800 words i’d written since the beginning of my junior year of high school, the first zep fic i started writing (and yes i did only start writing it for the ‘brojob’ joke i’m not ashamed of it) and really its what broke me out of the three year writing rut i’d been in so not only do i love it bc it means a lot to me that i finished it at all but it means a lot to me bc i can genuinely re-read it and like it which i’d never been able to do w/ my writing before

2. i love you (ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard?)

this fic was a labor of love (and tbh special shoutout to @leifdonnellys bc i know i never would’ve actually finished it w/o you letting me yell at you and bounce ideas off of you and send you bits i was proud of for validation) and i literally thought abt it like. every day that i was writing it - in the shower, making food, doing schoolwork, i was thinking of dialogue (i actually only started writing it bc i thought of the line “i was willing to be nothing to you, if it meant you could be something to me” in the shower and i was like “oh. i gotta use this”) and ways to describe things and jotting things down in my notes app

3. letting people down is my thing (i don’t have the right name or the right looks)

this one is probably the most Abstract one i’ve written bc it’s essentially just a short character study of leif but writing it was An Experience bc i had just spent all day studying for a philosophy exam and the second half of that studying was thinking about this fic bc i got inspired by the philosophy i was studying lmao (if you’ve not read this one, it’s one of my favorites of mine and it’s relatively short)

4. am i the only one i know (waging my wars behind my face and above my throat)

this one is just personal to me bc i wrote it to vent abt me getting migraines and being unhappy with not being able to enjoy things but it’s also just. i get so weirdly proud when i re-read it bc im like. i genuinely enjoy reading this and i wrote it thats wild to me (its also one that i’ve gotten some of the most validating comments on and chefs kiss i live off validation)

5. leif “all eyes on me” gifset

this is the first gifset that i tried out like. fancy fonts and text placement and overlaying gifs and i ended up spending like half of a full day on it but it paid off bc i genuinely still love it and i love looking at it (and also all eyes on me is a Leif Song and i will die on this hill he’s obnoxious and i love him)

tagging: @leifdonnellys @dxniclayton @simon-haynes and uuuhhhh anyone else who wants to do it literally just say i tagged you i wanan see what youre proud of!!!

#leif.txt #some of these are so long someone PLEASE tell me to shut up #tag meme

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buckbylightning · 3 years

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Still not enough creators love here!!! Once you receive this, pick 5 favorite creations you made and tell us something about them! What inspired you, maybe? Or how long did it take you to make it? How was the process? Anything! Your mind is creative and beautiful ❤️ Pass it on to your fav content makers, let’s share some love and respect!

hii anon! sorry this took me so long to answer.... i was thinking abt it at first and then i just forgot 👉👈 sorry

1. my f4 graphic! i don’t make a lot of comics edits but i had sooo much fun with this!! the fantastic four mean so much to me and i think the composition came out rlly nice! and it was super easy to do bc those early comics used the same limited amount of colors. i had a lot of fun digging through the comics looking for panels and then basically just cut them out and stuck them together in different ways until i found what i liked!! except for that first one i knew immediately what i wanted to do with it. and the minimalist powers panel came at the very end when something else i was trying didn’t work out. it originally still had the powers concept but i pulled panels for it; it looked to busy tho

2. this cas gifset that i don’t remember making as i said i dont remember like when i made this so i can’t speak to the process but i usually don’t like any of my old stuff but i love the sentiment here n it’s pretty (even if it’s sooo desaturated bc that’s all i knew how to do at first) also im really happy with the scenes i chose so props to past me skdfhah

3. i literally just made this sam gifset but i think it looks so pretty!!!!! i love the colors!! it was inspired by my lovely nina bc of her url. it took me about a day to make not counting the week or so i was sitting with the quote trying to figure out a concept for it but it changed completely from the first idea that i sat down with. at first i tried doing that thing where you superimpose 2 gifs but i didn’t like the way it turned out so i scratched that completely. i had started w the first gif of sam at jess’ grave so i knew i wanted that purpley blue color throughout so from there i started thinking about what scenes fit the vibes + had lots of blues i could manipulate! i had to dl dark side of the moon when i first decided i wanted that for this set but it worked out well because it wasn’t my original intention to use it at the end but i’m really happy with that last gif!!!

4. this buddie one is another one i just recently made (i like my recent stuff MUCH more can you tell?). it’s a new girl quote that makes me INSANE and i saw it in a web weaving and it kinda just hit me OH that would be great for buck in this scene. i didn’t know at first i was also gonna use eddie for that scene. so i load up the buck frames in photoshop and work on coloring it which this scene for some reason is so hard to color it shouldn’t be but it is. but actually i love the final result it came out so beautiful i’m so happy. and then because it’s such a simple edit otherwise, like i didn’t change the colors or anything on it, i knew i wanted the text to be kinda more fun and dynamic so i played around with the positioning until it was cute. and once it was in a place i liked i opened the eddie gif and tbh i just copy/pasted over the coloring from the buck gif n didn’t even really have to tweak it that much i think i just changed the color balance a bit. and then i actually changed the font i think and was like. okay that’s it that looks perfect. and voila!

5. and my love letter to supernatural!! this started out veeery different but i knew i had to do something with this quote!! because i knew it was supposed to be everyone i actually planed out most of the different scenes before starting, which i don’t usually do. other than that it was kinda a little rushed because i started it i think like the wednesday right before the finale without even realizing it and then rushed through trying to finish it in time. which ended up working out for me bc since the finale sucked everyone reblogged this with like “#the finale we deserved” or “#how could they forget about this???” n stuff like that so it got mad notes! so yeah im really happy with this one it makes me emotional

#thank you anon you're so sweet!!!!!!#sorry it got so long lol and thank u for your patience #anon #mail #shut up dee

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lynnesm · 4 years

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Again i little bit delayed i was tagged by my lovely @yharuhasaiko 💕. Here we go!!!

Name/nickname

Marina and my close ones kitten

If you could bring two fictional characters into the same world who would they be, which world would you put them in, and what would their relationship to each other be?

I would choose Joker and Loki and put them in now days. Roomates and realy i don't know what will happen but both are really nasty!!!!

If you could drop into any fictional world, what would it be?

They are so many.... From a videogame called "soulreaver" to Cool World(a movie back in the '90 with Brat Pitt and Kim Basinger) and then a comic book calded "Blacksad".

What's your spirit animal?

I took once a test about it and i were a fox.

What is the most unpopular opinion you have?

Politics. I don't know shit about it and neither do care.

How do you like to style your hair?

It depends on my mood. I have long straight hair so mostly are free. My second opinion is to put them in a messy bun and then varies from curling it or french braids.

What three books would you want in a deserted island?

I'm not really in books any more bc i read them online but it would be a trilogy called "The secret"

Favourite alcoholic drink?

White whine is a 4 season drink

Something new you've learned in quarantine?

That actually i don't miss the outside world.....

Music you can't stand Vs music you love?

I like all of kinds of music but i can't stand to hear it for a lot of hour heavy metal music. The music i love is just music❤

Have a favourite herb?

Pepermint. I like how it smells and i can put it in most of my food

What kind of cups/glasses/bottles do you prefer drink out of?

From a bottle neither with or without a straw and a take out cups with the little hole on the side so you can drink your coffee.

Preferred mode of communication: text, calls, emails, letters?

I prefer calls i'm too lazy to write a long ass text.

What's your favorite weather?

Sunny. I like to get warm by the sunrays.

What kind of lighting do you like?

Dim warm light like fireflies or caddles.

What is something you've always wanted to write in a fic but was too afraid to? Or what's something you were afraid to write, but you did and turned out awesome?

I don't write fanfics only 2 but they are for shit, anyways, but i think i have good ideas about them. I don't think i have ever afraid to write something.

Do you have a fovourite font?

Old typing machine

What is the best thing you cook?

Just name it i can cook anything

If you were in your favourite fantasy world, what would be your weapon of choice?

I guess magic. I mean i don't want to ruin my manicure😜

Is there a commonly used expression/saying that you can't stand?

No. If someone repeats the same saying for any occassions that will make me to roll my eyes.

What's something you'd like people to know about you?

I'm moody. In one minute i'm happy and the other i'm sad and want to cry but doesn't happens everyday most of my days i'm happy.

It was a long ass questions but i enjoy it!!!

Soooooo i tag @arthurskitten @soulsdontbreaktheybeeend @arthurflecksgirl @arthurflecksperfectclownmouth 💕

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jungcupid-archive · 5 years

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i dare you (to never let me go)

pairing: jungkook x jimin

summary: and after all that had passed, jungkook would always be pulled back to jimin. he didn’t know why, maybe it was fate (or maybe it was his 9-year-old daughter).

chapter: 5/?

a/n: a little late, sorry! also i wont be including taekook as a pairing anymore bc they’re no longer as important

“Finally!” Mina spun around in Jungkook’s desk chair, sliding over to the table quickly. Hyejung lifted her up and sat down in her place, putting Mina on her lap instead. They opened up the computer Hyejung had brought this morning and Mina cracked her knuckles.

“Okay, let’s find Park Jimin.”

It took a little longer than expected, but Hyejung expected as much. Throughout Jungkook’s high school years she’d heard more than enough of Park Jimin for a lifetime, and likewise for the first year of University. After Jimin left out of the blue, though, she hadn’t heard Jungkook so much as say his name.

It had been heartbreaking seeing how utterly torn up Jungkook had been about the whole ordeal. He had spent days trying to reach Jimin’s cell, hoping to hear promises of a speedy return. He’d even tried searching for Jimin online to see if he could find out where he lived but, much like her own relationship with the boy, Jimin had never really talked about home with Jungkook, leaving him with practically nothing to hint at his life.

When Jimin had first come to Busan to attend the same high school as her son, she’d just about coddled him to the point of no return. She’d never let him go hungry, encouraged him to stay over every night and gave him as much love as she possibly could. She couldn’t bring herself not to, seeing as he was all alone. His host family had done a good job of providing the basic necessities for him but Hyejung had always gone above and beyond. She’d brought warmth into Jimin’s life, and the kind of love that can only be felt from family. Jungkook often complained lightheartedly about Hyejung loving Jimin more than she loved her own son, and she understood where he was coming from.

A naturally serious and dry-humoured person such as herself made for a completely different parenting style than the one Jungkook saw her use with Jimin. But there was something about him that made her want to be more openly loving, something that told her he needed it far more than other boys his age.

Because of this, Jimin often came to Hyejung if he felt upset or homesick or if he just wanted to chat with someone who wasn’t Jungkook, for a change. He’d often tell her about how beautiful it was back home and the difference in the air and special places he’d visit to feel more at peace. If asked too many questions, he’d divert the topic. Hyejung never asked why, and she never pried any further when he very clearly didn’t want to talk about certain topics anymore. It wasn’t her place, and she knew that.

When Jimin had left so suddenly, Hyejung had felt like a little piece of her walked away with him. Although he and Jungkook had only known each other some odd 5 years, she’d loved him like a son and had cherished him as a conversationalist. She’d also noticed Jimin’s affection for Jungkook. They hadn’t gotten the chance to meet up after the boys left for University in Seoul and as soon as she’d heard he had left, she’d tried reaching him. He’d picked up his phone and had said “thank you” in a small, heartbroken voice before hanging up. She hadn’t gotten the chance to say anything, and he’d turned off his phone when she tried calling again.

The next time she called, he’d changed his number.

If there was one thing Hyejung had learned while knowing Jimin, it was to never pry. So she spared moments in her day to think of where he was occasionally, but for the most part, she went on with life. She met Taehyung and watched Jungkook fall in love. Although it always felt too familiar, like she was watching the same movie with different actors. Different, but the same story, nonetheless.

Finding Jimin after all these years seemed like a violation, if she were to be completely honest. But in her heart, she knew it would be good for Jungkook. Privately, Hyejung knew it would be good for herself too. It had silently affected her all these years, not knowing where he was, what he was doing, if he was happy. Now she had the chance to bring him back into their lives, and she was planning on following through.

Jung Hoseok was a name that was often mentioned in their conversations. Jimin had sung high praises of the boy who taught him to dance and Hyejung had learned to file the words Hope World into her mental catalogue of all things Park Jimin. A little dance studio where I learned to be free, he’d said to her.

That’s why, currently, she was scanning the screen for any mention of “hope world jung hoseok dance”.

“No, grandma, try typing dance studio. You said that’s what it was, right?” Mina peered at the screen even more intensely than Hyejung despite not really knowing what she was looking for. Hyejung sighed and backspaced her search, trying Mina’s variation.

In truth, it was frustrating. Hyejung had tried a variety of different searches already and had gone though god knows how many pages of search results. She adjusted her glasses as the results loaded.

“Let’s see…” Hyejung scrolled down and clicked a link that seemed similar to what she was searching for. Her last shred of hope sputtered weakly inside of her. Twitter finished loading and Hyejung saw a post. Mina read it out loud, “A but happy day for us all! Congratulations Jung Hoseok! We’ll miss you!”

The picture was of a small cabin-like house with mountains visible in the distance. Green shrubbery surrounded the structure and a group of people were posing happily on the steps. There was a boy with a bright smile sitting at the very front, everyone seemed to be grinning at him or clapping him on the back but he was staring straight at the lens. If Hyejung was to really squint, it even seemed like he might be looking past the lens. In his hands was a small piece of paper that had the words BIGHIT ENT. Written in bold letters with smaller writing underneath.

Hyejung was ready to move on, disappointment already festering in her stomach until she noticed two details. The first being that the boy sitting at the front was wearing a shirt that was half-hidden by his sweater but had font that peeked through. She could roughly make out an “OPE” and below it, a “RLD”. Hope World. With the confirmation that this was, in fact, the Jung Hoseok, the second detail nearly had her let out a squeak of excitement. In the window of the cabin, Hyejung could see the reflection of the person holding the phone.

Hyejung didn’t need to squint to know who it was. He had an all too familiar smile on his face.

They had just found Park Jimin.

Jungkook was walking slow. Like, sloth that just got woken up slow. His heart really, really wasn’t into this date but he didn’t want to be rude so he was going anyways. Technically, he should’ve been at the coffee shop by now, it was only a 20-minute walk, and Jungkook hated being late. Instead, he stopped every so often just to admire some flowers or check his phone or sit down because he was “winded”. It was almost 10, and Jungkook could see the coffee shop come into view but he didn’t want to go in until he absolutely had to.

The streets weren’t exactly busy, but there were smatterings of people walking around. Some looked like they had important places to be, some just seemed to be enjoying the beautiful weather, and some, like Jungkook, looked like they’d been forced outside. Of course, the last category was mostly full of children but, semantics.

Jungkook fished his phone out of his pocket and walked close to the side of the street so he wouldn’t block anyone by moving so slowly. He was just about to open his email when he felt an arm smack into his stomach, knocking all the wind out of him. Jungkook doubled over, about to curse out the person who’d decided to sock him on a (admittedly, not so fine) Sunday morning when he heard a rather loud voice rambling somewhere to his right.

A man was standing there, about his own height with bright red hair and matching earphones. One of the buds was hanging around his chest, the other still in his ear.

“..and I really didn’t mean to! I’m so, so sorry I just get kind of dance-y when I – you know what? Never mind. Listening to music on the streets was never a good idea to begin with and hitting random people - not to say that you’re just a random person! Well, you are, but that’s besides the point. I’m just really, really sorry. Are you okay?” Jungkook felt out of breath just listening to this person talk.

He nodded and straightened up, rubbing his stomach with a grimace on his face before he replied, “Don’t worry about it. We’re cool, really.”

“You sure? I don’t work too far away from here. Well, it’s a 15-minute walk, but that isn’t bad! I could run back and get you some ice, if you liked?” The redhead suggested. His eyes said he was concerned, but his face was too bright for Jungkook to really take him seriously. He seemed like the kind of guy you could never stay mad at for too long.

Jungkook gave the man a small smile and shook his head, “Really, I’m fine. You don’t have to go through that kind of trouble. What were you listening to anyways, to get you all riled up like that?”

The man laughed brightly and took out his other earbud, shoving the wires into his pocket. “The sound of music. I was re-enacting Julie Andrews’ iconic hill scene.”

“Well, except for the smacking someone in the stomach part, I’m sure you had it down to a tee.” Jungkook’s eyes flicked above the other man’s shoulder to make sure Jisung’s mother hadn’t gotten to the shop yet. Once he saw that he still had time, he extended his hand out towards the other man.

“Um, I’m Jeon Jungkook. I feel obligated to introduce myself after we just had a mini-conversation here,” Jungkook shook the other man’s hand, whose eyes seemed to spark in some sort of recognition for a brief moment before he blinked and the spark was gone. He introduced himself to Jungkook with a smile on his face.

Jungkook gave him a friendly smile back and tried not to shiver as an unusually cool wind blew past him. “Nice to meet you, Jung Hoseok.”

No location stamps. No mentions of bases. No tweets about hometowns. Sometimes, Hyejung really hated the internet.

The twitter page hadn’t helped with much other than finding Jimin’s face. Then, Mina told Hyejung to search for BigHit Ent. That’s how they’d ended up in their current situation.

“Call him! Come one!” Mina urged.

They had spent 10 minutes looking through BigHit’s website for any mention of a ‘Jung Hoseok’. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they’d found a profile page for an idol group and under the title of main choreographer, there was a picture of Hoseok. After navigating the site for his number, they’d found his work cell.

“I don’t even know if he’ll have it on him,” Hyejung muttered absentmindedly as her fingers danced above the numbers on her phone. It was more an excuse than anything. She was so close to finding Jimin, she didn’t know if she could handle failing so far in.

“You have to try! Come on, grandma. If he doesn’t pick up, we’ll just try later.” Mina grabbed the phone and punched in the number before Hyejung could even ask for her phone back.

Mina suddenly brightened and Hyejung held her breath as her granddaughter chirped a cheery, “Hello, Mr. Jung!”

Not but a second after Jeon Jungkook had exchanged pleasantries with Hoseok, a phone began to ring. Hoseok, not realizing it was his phone, just stared at Jungkook dumbly before he came to his senses and frantically shoved his hand into his pocket to reach for the device.

“Sorry, I’ve got to take this,” Hoseok apologized with a sheepish look on his face. He didn’t want to ditch this fellow right after he practically punched him in the gut, but duty called. On a pretty shitty phone, but it called, nonetheless.

It’s cool,” Jungkook said easily, his eyes focusing onto a point beyond Hoseok’s shoulder. “I’ve got to run anyways.”

He flashed Hoseok a quick smile and gave him a little wave before walking away. Hoseok sat down on a bench and watched Jungkook approach a coffee shop as he flipped open his phone (yeah, that shitty) and answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Hello Mr. Jung!” A bright voice greeted him back. Hoseok nearly let out a laugh, the person on the other end sounded like a child. He didn’t want to be rude, people sounded different sometimes, but it was funny imagining someone with a voice like that calling him for something work-related.

Hoseok thought back to a phone-call he’d had with a supervisor once who he’d continuously referred to as ‘Ma’am’ until, towards the end of the call, he’d heard someone in the distance refer to them as ‘Sir’. He winced, he didn’t want a repeat of that episode.

“Hello,” Hoseok felt obligated to repeat, “Anything new for me?”

He was 90% sure this wasn’t a staff member but just in case, Hoseok prompted the caller in generic work-related-business fashion.

“Well, no. Did you want a fun fact? Chemistry is a branch – no, apparently that’s misleading – a part of Science you learn in high school. What? He’s the one who asked for something new-,“ there was some sort of disturbance on the phone and suddenly, someone else was speaking to him.

“I apologize for that. That was my granddaughter,” this voice sounded a lot more mature. Hoseok stifled a fond laugh from spilling out of his mouth. A fun fact from the granddaughter of a lady who had probably dialled the wrong number, that was definitely new.

“That’s more than okay, although I believe you’ve reached the wrong number-”

“No! We haven’t. Please, don’t hang up. Do you have some time? I’ve got something to discuss with you. My name is Jeon Hyejung, and I used to know Park Jimin.” Hoseok’s smile fell off his face. He wondered if he’d heard her wrong. Once he’d decided that he definitely hadn’t, he spoke.

“I have time. Please, tell me everything.”

An hour or so later, Hoseok was back in BigHit, sitting in the practice room with his phone held up to his ear. He stared at his reflection in the mirror with his back pressed firmly against the wall. He’d never felt so out of his element in a place he frequented more than his own home.

“Ma’am, I just don’t know if I can. Jimin wasn’t fine when he came back home. To be frank, he never really learned how to be fine. Things just got worse when his mother passed away. Eventually, after a year or so, he got better. Not quite the same, but better. I don’t want to ruin this for him.”

“Hoseok, Park Jimin was many things to me but first and foremost, he was family. I would never attempt to approach him and pry my way back into his life if I thought it would hurt him.”

Hoseok threw his head back against the padded wall and searched the ceiling for a reasonable answer. When he couldn’t find one, he pursed his lips in defeat and mentally apologized to Jimin.

“Okay, I’ll tell you where to find him. If there’s a chance that Jimin will be happy again, like you said, I think you should go for it. He deserves that. Just promise me you’ll make sure he won’t have any reason to break again. I’ve handled that once already, and I don’t know if either of us can survive it again.”

“Of course. Thank you so much, I really appreciate this.”

Hoseok thought back to his meeting with Jeon Jungkook this morning and wondered if it was possible that was the Jungkook. Of course he’d been a little taken aback when he’d heard the name, but with only Jimin’s endless gushing over the phone about Jungkook to go off of, Hoseok couldn’t be too sure. Jimin never had the time to show him a picture, not that he would’ve anyways. If he’d done that, it would’ve seemed too much like Jimin had a crush on Jungkook, and of course Jimin couldn’t have admitted that.

Seoul was a big place, and there were a lot of Jeon Jungkooks in the world. But something was nagging at Hoseok, telling him that he’d definitely met Jimin’s Jungkook.

“Summer camp. Jimin runs a summer camp for kids who like to dance. It’s in Daegu, a little remote area surrounded by nature. Only a couple kilometres from his house. I’ll be there, too. I’ll find the exact address and send it to you along with some other details.”

“You have a big heart, Hoseok. Thank you.”

“When it comes to Jimin, I think everyone’s heart learns to grow a few sizes bigger. I’ll be in touch. Goodbye. Bye little Jimin!”

“Bye now,” then, faintly, “bye-bye!”

Hoseok cut the call and rubbed his eyes. He’d stayed up all night to finish a new choreo and hadn’t even slept before deciding to go for a walk and get some fresh air. He thought about what he’s just done and after feeling guilty for a minute or so, Hoseok dialed Jimin’s number to ask about the camp. He held the phone up to his ear, waiting. With every passing ring, Hoseok felt a little more uncertain about giving out Jimin’s whereabouts to the people he’d been avoiding for the last 10 years.

He’d just invited Jeon Jungkook right back into Jimin’s life, and he was hoping it wouldn’t be a mistake.

Jisung’s mother, Yina, was far more energetic than Jungkook remembered her to be. Usually, their conversations would consist of polite greetings and quick stories about their kids before they parted ways. These exchanges usually happened at the doorstep of either his or Yina’s house since both parents trusted the other enough to watch over their children during playdates or such. Jungkook hated playdates. Not only was it a stupid word, but it was yet another day where Mina would leave him on his own.

It was embarrassing to admit but, Jungkook didn’t have much of a social life. His company consisted of Mina and his mother, no one else. He liked it that way.

That’s why now, confronted with Yina – bright, energetic Yina – Jungkook felt a little out of place. He felt awkward trying to banter with her and didn’t know how to keep the conversation going. It was too unnatural, too non-flirtatious to be called a date.

Jungkook anxiously picked at the napkins in front of him, waiting with a polite smile until Yina finished her story about saying something wildly inappropriate in front of her boss when she was young to tell her what he needed to. When she’d come to a stop, gently laughing at herself, Jungkook cleared his throat.

“Yina, you’re a really great person, but I don’t think I can do this.” Jungkook wanted to sink underneath the table and hide there for the next 24 hours when he saw Yina’s expression dim.

“I’m really sorry. You’re wonderful and I thought it was sweet of the kids to do this for us but I – I’m not ready for this. A new relationship. It’s just not what I need or want right now.”

The coffee shop was buzzing with a comfortable warmth, but Jungkook felt his skin prickle with heat. He felt the blood rush up his neck, embarrassment, discomfort and guilt all manifesting to colour his skin red. His throat was dry and he reached for his iced coffee, taking a long sip to delay the possibility of further conversation. God, he felt like he was 15 all over again.

“Of course, I understand,” Yina smiled in a surprisingly understanding manner. Jungkook wanted to him himself over the head for being such an idiot. He tried to voice how he knew it was strange, still not being ready after so many years, but his brain didn’t want him to. He didn’t want to further exploit that excuse because in his heart, he knew it wasn’t as true as he tried to make it out to be.

Taehyung was gone, he understood this very well. Jungkook had spent a lot of time getting over Taehyung’s death, but he’d gone through it. He wasn’t as heavily attached to the memory of Taehyung as before, not so much that it was holding him back from dating.

The simple truth was this, Jeon Jungkook didn’t want to fall in love again.

“I appreciated you coming anyways,” Yina told him kindly. “I’m still your friend, Jungkook. If you need to talk about it, I know how it is.”

Jungkook nodded as Yina briefly put her hand over his and then got up, exiting the shop. Jungkook sighed, a mixture of disappointment and relief. He watched Yina turn right and disappear behind a convenience store. Jungkook finished the rest of his drink and mopped the ring of water left under the cup with his napkin, throwing everything out in a trash can as he walked out of the shop and into the sun. Jungkook took a deep breath and turned left to head home.

Since Jungkook hadn’t checked his emails earlier, he decided to look through them on his way home. Just as he crossed the park, he noticed he had an email from work. Upon opening it, Jungkook groaned.

“Shit,” he breathed, eyes refocusing on the words to read them again impatiently.

A trip abroad on such short notice was going to be hell, not to mention he’d been absent enough from home this past month. He’d had to rely too heavily on his mother and Jungkook hated feeling incapable of taking care of his own daughter. The trip was 1 night, 2 days – a pitch the firm had been working on for a long time. He’d played an important role in the design but Jungkook hadn’t expected to be present during the actual meeting. He wasn’t even head architect!

Jungkook wanted to spend time with Mina. School would officially finish tomorrow for her and he just wanted to pick her up and celebrate, was that too much to ask? For the most part, Jungkook’s job didn’t get too demanding. It was just this last month that they’d really had to hustle and refine the pitch until it was polished. He’d been coming home much, much later than usual because of all the work he was responsible for.

Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair and then rested his palm on his forehead, coming to a stop. He closed his eyes and tried bringing himself back into the present. Okay, first things first. He would request to be taken off the presentation team and hope that his hard work would finally earn him some time off. He’d been hearing rumours around the firm anyways that everyone who had worked on the project would be getting both summer months off instead of just the one.

As he turned into his street, Jungkook dialled his boss’ number (saved respectfully as Mr. Monkey, all credits to Mina) and waited for him to pick up. He rehearsed what he would say in his mind so that he wouldn’t mess up.

“Im Sungmin.”

“Sir, hello! It’s Jeon Jungkook speaking.”

“Ah, yes! Our prized architect! Packing for the trip, I hope?”

“Well, that’s what I’d like to talk to you about,” Jungkook ventured cautiously. “Is it possible for me to be taken off the presentation team?”

“Why would you want that, my boy? You’ve worked hard for this, you should be at the front lines, don’t you think?” Jungkook tried not to groan into the speaker.

“Unfortunately, I have some prior commitments. I really don’t mind being pulled off the team. In fact, I’d prefer it that way.” Jungkook hung onto his last shred of professionalism despite his brain telling him to win sympathy points by talking about his daughter.

His boss cleared his throat and the other line and spoke, “Very well, if that’s what you’d like. If you miss out on the presentation, there will be some drawbacks. I’m sure you’ve heard about the extended month of vacation the firm was going to offer to everyone on this project. Despite not being officially released, word travels fast. Unfortunately, the offer only extends to those on the presentation team. If you’re okay with missing that, my boy, then by all means I will take you off the team.”

Jungkook came to a halt. He had never so badly wanted to revert back to his 5-year-old self just so that it would be socially acceptable for him to scream “BUT THAT’S UNFAIR!” into the phone. So many people he knew had slaved over this project for the last month, and now only a small group of 5 would reap the benefits? There had been at least 20 active employees on this project, and for a firm of about 50, that was saying a lot. He drew in a breath and knew that not going on the trip would be a bad move. Jungkook needed that extra month too badly to refuse.

“No, sir,” Jungkook practically sighed into the phone, “I’ll work around my commitments and come. Thank you for your time.”

“Perfect! I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” And just like that, the call was cut. Jungkook stared at his phone screen in defeat and held back from throwing it to the ground. He didn’t know why but he felt like crying. Jungkook squared his shoulders and faced straight ahead, trying to get himself together. When he thought he was ready to face his family, he resumed walking.

Mina and Hyejung were sitting on the front steps when Jungkook reached home. He walked up the driveway, throwing them curious looks. Mina jumped up and slipped her hand into Jungkook’s, pulling him into the house before he could inquire about their time together.

“Daddy, you know that I love you, right?” Mina crooned, glancing quickly at Hyejung before returning her attention to Jungkook. Jungkook looked back to his mother and was greeted with indifference. He wrinkled his nose.

“There’s that familiar smell of emotional blackmail again, or is it extortion?” Jungkook raised an eyebrow at Mina. He wasn’t sure what she wanted but he was 99% sure he wouldn’t like it. Call it Father’s Intuition, if you will.

“No comment,” his mother voiced as she walked past him and into the living room. Mina led Jungkook there as well and waited until everyone was seated before she began.

“You’re a great dad,” Mina sounded like she was a trained mediator. “And I know that you won’t let me down when I ask you to prove how great you are once again by letting me go on a… trip!”

Jungkook was completely lost. A trip? Did Mina want to travel somewhere? She’d never brought this up before. He could probably scrape together some money to take a trip but something told him this wouldn’t necessarily be a family thing.

“I want to go to a summer camp! In Daegu!”

Father’s Intuition. Both a blessing, and a curse.

“Where did you even hear about this?” Jungkook questioned, leaning forward on his knees to look straight at Mina. He wondered if he was really going to have to choose between being the bad guy and keeping Mina home for selfish reasons or being the absolute angel of a father and letting Mina be that far from him for 2 entire months.

“Just from my friends,” Mina’s face split into a wide smile, “It’s a dance camp! Isn’t that just perfect! And I’ve never been out of Seoul before! Can I please, please, please, please go?”

Jungkook didn’t know what to do. On one hand, he was going to have to be out of town for a while so it wouldn’t seem fair if he said no to her, regardless of whether or not he had good reasons to go. On the other hand, he really wanted to spend his vacation with his daughter, the way they’d always spent it.

Maybe he was too caught up on the idea of tradition but ever since Mina was little, they’d spent summer in Seoul. They’d go to amusement parks and the beach and it would always be on the same day every year. Jungkook even bought Mina a special Cheesy Cheesecake on the last day of every summer vacation so that she could eat it all by herself and celebrate a new school year. He didn’t want to part with that so soon.

Jungkook flicked his eyes to his mother, “You’ve been awfully silent. Thoughts?”

Hyejung stuck her hands in the air, “Hey, don’t look at me. This is between you two.”

Jungkook sighed and then looked at Mina, bracing himself for the argument that was about to come.

“I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to go,” Jungkook said slowly, already regretting the words as soon as they had come out of his mouth. Hyejung shared a look he didn’t quite understand with Mina.

“Fine.” Mina’s voice was somber. She didn’t look up from her lap. “I won’t ask again.”

That was it? Jungkook didn’t want to jinx it or anything, but wasn’t there going to be a fight? Mina always made sure she understood why she wasn’t allowed to do certain things and if she thought Jungkook was being unreasonable, she would tell him. This time, she didn’t even try asking him why.

“Okay?” Jungkook couldn’t help but phrase it as a question. “It’s settled then.”

He got off the couch and right before he left the room, he remembered he still had to tell his family about the trip. That’s what he’d forgotten. Mina surely wouldn’t back down once he’d announced that.

“Oh, yeah, I… need to go away for work. It just happened and I can’t help it, it’s the only way I’ll be guaranteed a 2-month vacation. I’ll only be gone for 2 days. Mom, can you take care of Mina?”

Jungkook braced himself for an argument to erupt out of his daughter but she didn’t say anything, just snuggled up next to his mother as Hyejung nodded in affirmation.

If one looked up the definition of guilty in the dictionary right about now, they’d find Jungkook’s picture under it. He felt awful about refusing Mina, but he didn’t want to say yes. He couldn’t bring himself to say yes. He nodded and headed to his room to start packing.

Mina sat on her bed and surveyed the bag she’d already packed, after ensuring once more that there was nothing missing, she slid it under her bed and set her alarm clock to 12:00 AM. Hyejung entered the room with her phone to her ear, murmuring a “thank you” before cutting the call.

“Alright, sweetheart. It’s set. Hoseok told Jimin about one more camper and got you registered last minute. Did you pack already?” Hyejung bent at the waist to peer under the bed when Mina pointed there. She nodded affirmatively. “Looks good.”

“Grandma, he’s not going to get really mad, is he?” Mina asked hesitantly. Her lips jutted out. “I don’t want him to hate me.”

Hyejung shook her head ‘no’ and sat down beside Mina, combing her hair with her fingers. “Oh please, he could never hate you. You know, when you were young, maybe 6 or 7 months old, your daddy was watching soccer and he got so excited at one point that he started yelling excitedly. Now, you were this tiny thing that got startled very easily, so of course, you started crying. Your father immediately turned off the TV and held you for hours – and I mean hours. He was crying along with you and apologizing because he absolutely hated being the reason you were upset. I think I finally understood then that he was definitely ready to be a father.

“He could never in a million years hate you, Mina. That’s just not how love works,” Hyejung tickled Mina and after her giggling fit passed, decided to ask her one last thing.

“Now, we’re sneaking out and that’s settled but, how are you going to get Jungkook there?”

At this, Mina grinned wickedly, “Remember that time he was away and I got really sick?”

Hyejung smiled in realization and tweaked Mina’s nose, “You’re a schemer through and through.”

With that, they got ready for bed and Mina fell asleep watching the seconds pass on her clock.

The next morning, Jungkook woke up to no Mina. It wasn’t particularly surprising, he’d gotten up earlier than usual to catch the train and Mina wasn’t used to that. So he quickly got ready and scrawled a note about how he’d miss her and would be back soon so they could have tons of fun together. Somehow, in his haste to leave, Jungkook completely missed the other piece of paper scrawled with writing lying on the kitchen counter.

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