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[avadcniels]

DANNY MAHEALANI

Okay. Danny. Risk, reward. What’s the reward? You don’t have to take the pop quiz tomorrow. Coach, it’s not a pop quiz if you tell us about it…

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top 5 otps from teen wolf

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[cardansriddle]

faded ink of the fated (part 2) - tom riddle

part 1

A/N: Apologies for the wait, but here is the second and last part for faded ink! it took a bit of a darker turn than I initially had planned but I think I'm satisfied with it. let me know what you think!

Warnings: None.

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"How do you know he is your soulmate if he does not have a tattoo?" Alice inquired as she sat behind you with crossed legs, brushing through your hair with slow, deliberate movements. "I mean, what if he is tricking you? How can you—"

"Alice." You warned her sternly and she immediately quietened. With a heavy sigh, you turned to face her and her hands fell from your hair. "I can just feel it—feel him. I have no doubts about it, and neither should you." You said with a pointed look.

She lowered her eyes shamefully and you felt a twinge of guilt. "I just worry about you. Do you not think it is bizarre? Ever since you guys determined you are soulmates, he has not left you alone. It would be sweet if he was not so...so possessive about it." She expressed her thoughts slowly. 

You furrowed your brows in confusion. "He is not being possessive."

She shook her head in reply, as if in disbelief at your obliviousness. "You are blinded by him." That was all she said before she stood up from her spot on the couch and moved towards the stairs leading up to the dormitories. "Goodnight."

And just like that, you were left there, sitting in front of the crackling fire as doubtful thoughts swarmed your head. 

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It was the next day when you first noticed it. 

Tom was surrounded by his friends as they talked lowly with each other. You thought of calling out to him or even walking towards him, but you stopped in your tracks when the one you recognised as Rosier slightly bowed his head to Tom and muttered something about seeing him at midnight before walking away.

Yes, Tom Riddle was the Head Boy and yes, he was respected by the student population of Hogwarts— but bowing? Surely you were not back in the Middle Ages for such formalities between friends. 

Yet you did not think too much on it. Perhaps the Slytherin purebloods had their own aristocratic and outdated customs. Instead you left the safety of the shadows and revealed yourself in the hallway. Tom instantly sensed your presence and turned to look at you. You smiled at him, and without breaking your stare he dismissed his friends with a flick of his hand. 

"That looked like a quite intense conversation." You stated with a teasing tone as you approached one another. "I hope I did not interrupt." 

He smirked smugly as your hands slid around his neck and you rose on your toes to place a small peck on his lips. "Believe me, darling, this is a much welcome interruption." He murmured against your lips before capturing them with his own once again. Youn felt yourself drown in his kiss, the feeling of his lips against yours so blissful, that you wondered if you would ever get enough of it.

His hands tightened around your waist as he deepened your kiss and you pulled his hair instinctively. He groaned at the feeling before pulling away to attach his mouth to your jaw, kissing his way down to your neck.

"Tom." You breathed out, unable to form coherent thoughts with his hands and lips on you. "We are...fuck—we are in public." You managed to splutter. 

Though he remained unfazed and continued marking up your neck. "Tom." You repeated once more. "I have to meet Adrian, I will be late."

You felt him freeze and his body became tense in a matter of seconds. He pulled away slowly to look at your face with a speculative gaze. "Adrian?" He repeated slowly and for a brief moment you could have sworn you saw his eyes flash red.

"Yes. We have rounds together tonight. You know I cannot avoid my Prefect duties." 

He hummed lowly before dropping his hands and taking a step back from you. Something had changed in Tom's demeanour from the moment you had uttered the other boy's name and his behaviour was starting to worry you.

"I will see you later then." He concluded with a tight smile and with that he turned on his heel and walked away without a single glance back. 

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"Hey!" A male voice sounded from behind you as you got out of your last class for the day, and a second later your name was called by the same voice once more. 

You turned around, trying to identify the caller amongst the crowd of students that seemed to be rushing to get out of the classroom. You saw Adrian pushing his way through the students, elbowing and nudging everyone out of his way before he finally reached you. 

"You okay there?" You asked him as soon as he stood before you, jittering in his place. 

"Me? Oh yeah, perfect. Uh— I wanted to tell you that I had to switch partners for tonight's rounds. I have a— uh— an important matter I need to attend to and well, I think Mary would be a better company for you anyway—"

You cut off his rambling with a hand. "Stop. Take a breath." 

He halted and per your instruction, he took a deep breath before finally calming down and stopping his nervous fidgeting. You watched as he looked anywhere but at you and suddenly it hit you. 

"Did Tom ask you to switch?" 

His eyes met yours in a panicked state, which was enough of an answer for you. 

"He did." You answered your own question. He was about to open his mouth to speak, and noticing the absolute horror on his face, you decided to assure him. "Do not worry. I will not tell him anything." 

His body slumped in relief and he gave you a smile. "Thank you." 

"Have a nice day, Adrian. I'll see you in class." You said and as you turned around to leave, he suddenly grabbed your wrist. He looked around before lowering his head to speak with a hushed voice.

"I would be cautious around him if I were you. You do not know the things he does behind closed doors." And with that, he nodded goodbye to you and left, but his words kept echoing in your head as you stood alone in the corridor again. 

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You stood outside the classroom with unease as you mentally debated if this was a good idea. 

You and Tom had built a bridge of trust and understanding ever since you found out you are each other's soulmates, and you knew doing this would ignite that bridge and burn it down to ashes. 

But you were exhausted. Exhausted of being told to not trust your soulmate and exhausted of everyone knowing something you did not. 

So with one last deep breath, you took out your wand and nonverbally cast the spell on the door that separated you from Tom and his friends. 

And then you heard everything.

"Will you ever tell her?" A voice that you recognised as Malfoy's question.

Your brows furrowed in confusion. Tell who?

"With all due respect, I do not advise you to tell her. She does not seem to share the same...values as us." Rosier chimed in and your scepticism grew. 

The room went quiet and for a split second, you worried that you had been discovered eavesdropping. But then Tom spoke and your breath caught in your throat.

"Just because she is my soulmate does not mean she has to know everything, Malfoy." 

You flinched. He was hiding something from you, something that even his friends, your friends, did not want you to know. You were quite close with both, Rosier and Malfoy and this felt like a betrayal. 

"My lord—" 

What the fuck did he just call him?

"—either way she is bound to feel it when you split your soul again. Your connection might disappear. It is why you do not have the tattoo in the first place. I do not mean to overstep but—"

"Then I suggest you shut your mouth, Avery." Tom threatened, his tone so deadly, you felt a shiver run down your spine. 

You took a step back from the door in utter bewilderment, your hand coming up to your mouth to muffle the sob that escaped your throat. Tom had split his soul. He had used magic so dark, that his entire being had been tainted and his soulmark had disappeared. And that was not even the worse part. 

What you could not grasp was that he was planning on doing it again. 

Knowing that he could lose you.

"Immortality demands sacrifices."

You could not listen to this anymore. You backed away from the room, tears slipping down your cheek without your will and all you could feel was the agonising pain that seemed to crush your heart into pieces. 

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You skipped breakfast the next morning, choosing to sleep your pain away. Alice—bless her soul— had figured something was wrong, and knowing you well enough to understand you needed space, she had not bothered you. She had kissed your head before leaving, announcing that she would inform the professors that you were sick.

Yet as the time for dinner passed and you still stayed in your bed, you knew she would come back to ask questions. And you prepared yourself as you heard thumps on the stairs, knowing she would come in any second. 

"Riddle, back off!" You heard Alice yell angrily. 

"Where is she?!" 

Your heartbeat fastened. 

Tom was here. 

You sat up in a panic. 

"I told you she does not want to see you right now! Leave her be—"

"Get out of my way before I make you." He threatened in a tone you had now grown to hate. 

"Riddle!" 

And then the door slammed open as Tom stormed in with a look of pure rage on his face. 

You clutched your wand under your sheets as your eyes landed on his dishevelled form. His hair was a mess, his tie was undone and hanging around his neck and you had never seen him so discomposed and your stomach twisted at the sight of him. 

When his eyes landed on you they immediately softened. 

He was about to open his mouth to speak, but you beat him to it. 

"Leave." 

His body froze and he looked at me as if I had just asked him to Crucio himself. Your name left his lips in a broken whisper and you had to look away before you could crumble beneath his stare. 

"Just leave, Tom." You repeated, voice shaky and desperate. Yet despite your pleading, he did not budge. 

"Did someone do this to you? I will murder—"

"Stop." 

"Just tell me—"

"Why the fuck do you even care?!" You exclaimed angrily. "Since you do not even want a soulmate, seeing as you are splitting your soul and planning on breaking our connection indefinitely." You seethed with rage. "Merlin, were you ever going to tell me? Why would you string me along if you did not even want me?" 

He recoiled back at your venomous words in shock. His hand went up to push his messy hair back from his face in panic and he closed his eyes for a brief moment to collect himself. 

"How did you find out?"

You laughed bitterly at the question. "Of course. That is all you care about." 

He shook his head. "No. No. That is not what I—" He took a deep breath. "Yes, I have split my soul but that was before I found you."

"But you are planning on doing it again." You stated but he was quick to deny it. 

"No."

You resisted the urge to slap him. "How can you stand in front of me and lie to my face? I heard you!" 

"I lied. I lied to them. That is what my followers expected of me. But I do not plan on doing it again. Not if it means losing you. I promise." 

You hated him. You hated how he sounded so convincing and genuine and you hated the fact that all you desired was to run back into his embrace. But what you despised the most was how you could not hate him. No matter what. Your heart ached for him. And the pain was a burning reminder that he had imprinted himself into your soul. 

It infuriated you.

It fueled a storm in the pit of your stomach, tremors jolting through each nerve to consume you with wrath.

"Please." He whispered and as you gazed at his eyes all you could see was desperation. He uttered your name again and you shivered. He sounded raw and feral.

He slowly stepped over to you until you were mere inches apart and you did not have the will to push him away. You could not. "I love you." 

And your heart exploded. 

Your vision turned black as your head fell against his chest and you felt everything all at once. Your senses heightened as the searing pain engulfed your body, blazing through each nerve like fire and you struggled to breathe. 

You screamed, or at least you think you did but he hushed you and held you tighter against his chest.

"This was the only way I would not lose you." He told you as he continued to hold you. "Now a part of my soul will live in you, and yours will live in mine. No force in the world can break us apart."

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[princeescaluswords]

EVERYBODY LOVES DANNY

This is an exploration of the role Danny Mahealani played in Teen Wolf for the first four seasons. It was inspired by an anonymous correspondent who described him as a token. Danny was not a token. Instead, he was a foil for both Stiles and Allison, and his friendship with Jackson was a parallel with the friendship between Scott and Stiles and his romantic relationship with Ethan was a parallel with the romantic relationship between Allison and Isaac.

To me, a token character appears in a movie or story to serve one purpose and one purpose only: to be seen as what they represent. If Danny was the Token Gay Character, he would be on the screen only to be the object of Scott's accidental flirting or to serve as a sounding board for Stiles's insecurity or to remind the audience of Jackson's vanity. Once that purpose was served, he would vanish. Yet, effort was spent on Danny's his emotions and decisions concerning friendship, social status, and the supernatural. He is definitely a minor character, but he's certainly not a token. A token wouldn't be missed as badly as he was in Season 4. The obvious hole he left still puzzles people to this day.

In the first season, Danny's role serves as giving us a necessary look at how the rest of Beacon Hills High sees Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. He's not as intensely involved with Scott as Stiles, not as hostile as Jackson or Lydia, and he's not a new girl unsure of her footing like Allison. It is an absolutely necessary role to reinforce Scott's complaint of 'sitting on the sidelines.' Danny treats Scott with benign indifference, the way you would treat a nice kid in your science class to which you don't actually talk. Danny doesn't get Jackson's hostility to Scott's rise on the lacrosse team, and he verbally expresses it, but he's just happy to have another good player on the team that helps them reach the state championships. Danny tolerates Stiles because Scott is first line, and he's shocked by Scott's insistence on dancing with him at the Winter Formal, but he does dance with him, reluctant but not repulsed. Danny gives us the average student's view of Scott.

We also get the build up of Jackson's and Danny's friendship, which plays a much larger and more important role in Season 2. Jackson and Danny like each other as much as Scott and Stiles do, and there is a level of implied closeness matching each relationship. Danny can be just as sarcastic as Stiles toward Jackson, "If I come back and you're lying dead underneath a pile of weight, I'm taking the Porsche" and they discuss topics as sensitive as mutual sexual attraction and Danny is concerned because Jackson doesn't answer his texts for a week. The major difference is that Danny respects boundaries in a way that Stiles doesn't, and that is shown by the production -- regardless of my own personal taste -- as a detriment when Jackson decides to go after the bite and suffers the curse of the kanima. Stiles willingness to intrude on his friends life is shown as crucial in Scott overcoming not only his initial transformation but also his evolution into hero. To be fair, Jackson does not seek out Danny's help in the same way that Scott does to Stiles, which is also shown as a problem.

In Season 3, with Jackson's departure, Danny's focus shifts to Ethan, but he still serves as the same foil for Stiles and, now, Allison. No matter how talented the three of them are, no matter how much Danny is a survivor, they are still human in the world of the supernatural. Danny keeps his boundaries, so he's either a pawn of the alpha pack or a bystander to the action -- symbolized by him being present in the room when a chaos fly possesses Ethan and being unaware -- but on the other hand, he does survive and he does it with minimal trauma, not counting the Darach attack.

Stiles gets involved and stays involved, and he will have to deal with the consequences of the nogitsune possession for the rest of his life. Allison choose to become involved with werewolf, even knowing how dangerous in, and she gets involved and stays involved, and it costs her life. Danny chooses to become involved with a werewolf, it being revealed that he wasn't doing it ignorantly, but he keeps himself out of the action.

The audience noted Danny's absence in Season 4, precisely because he had become an important part of the story. He did have friendships, he was involved, but it also made sense that the characters wouldn't experience the same sense of absence, because Danny had drawn relatively firm boundaries around that involvement. He would be involved in things in his own terms.

The audience mourned his loss in Season 4, because of the Dead Pool plot, but I feel, that if we thinking about it enough, we should have mourned his loss in both Season 5 and Season 6. Danny's presence could have helped us understand Stiles's actions more effectively. They could have even had conversations about feelings of alienation between friends. Danny's presence could have been even more important in Season 6B, exploring how boundary setting is not the same as giving into fear.

A character with his much impact can hardly be classified as token.

[sunmoontruth-stiles]

Characters on Teen Wolf that were way too interesting to be shoved aside or killed off:

Derek Hale

I feel like he’s an obvious start for this list. Derek’s backstory was so traumatic, and I feel like I was always hoping for more recognition for his character. I needed way more episodes about Derek, the hale pack, his life after the fire, and him overcoming his trauma. Overall, this man deserves a spin-off.

Jackson Whittmore

I know they had more story to tell with Jackson, and the main reason his arc was cut short was the fact that Colton went to Arrow. I will still say that Jackson’s character in seasons 1&2 had so much potential, and I’ll always be sad we didn’t see more of him.

Erica Reyes

This girl was in a handful of episodes, but damn if she didn’t leave a huge impression. She had so much room for growth. I think she could of really been a great inner circle character.

Vernon Boyd

What happened to this man’s sister?????? Boyd was one of the most under utilized and potential wasted characters. I would have loved to see more of him and his dynamics with other characters.

Cora Hale

She could have been such an interesting character with so many new plots to introduce. Unfortunately, her time on the show was barely a moment.

Danny Mahealani

He could have been so much better utilized in the plot!! Instead, he was just a plot device to help Jackson and humanize Ethan. Him and Stiles should have been friends. Everybody loves Danny.

Allison Argent

Honestly, as big of a character as she was, she was too often stuck in ‘romantic lead’ territory. I’d love to have seen a real focus on her character development and redemption of herself and her family.

Kira Yukimura

I wanted so much more of Kira as a character and the kitsunes in general. She was also stuck in the role of romantic lead way too quickly. The way she was written off was frustrating and felt so unfinished.

Honestly, the first three seasons had such strong characters that never lasted. I wish they were able to maintain a most consistent cast so that the character development could have progressed more consistently. The characters from the later seasons were cool, but their characters were lazily written or too plot driven.

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Don’t leave me

When Ravenclaw gifts Slytherin cookies, Hufflepuff wonders if they’re still the most important person to Slytehrin

Tags: angst,fluff

The first time Hufflepuff heard of Ravenclaw was when Slytherin had come from one of Snape’s classes smiling. They had asked if Hufflepuff knew of Ravenclaw and since Hufflepuff hadn’t, that had been it.

They had spent the afternoon cuddling in Slytherin’s bed, tracing each others skin and Slytherin had even booped their nose which was unusual but Hufflepuff thought nothing of it.

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[anonazure]

I sprained my arm awhile back so this took me awhile to finish. I can draw again now, but slowly….

[keeper-of-the-flames]

I love how Seto Kaiba has the perfect foundation to become the starting antagonist that becomes part of the friend group after he’s defeated and the bigger fish, actually evil bad guy appears, but instead he keeps telling the soul stealing evil bad guys that they have to get in line cause what really matters is that he get his rematch against Yugi so he can finally reclaim his title as the world’s best player of a Children’s Card Game. And he is so dedicated to this that he will throw as many wrenches into the plans of the bad guys as possible, not out of a desire to help the protagonist or join the friend group of protagonists, but cause he refuses to let them get a crack at beating Yugi cause that is his right. It’s so bad that the 2016 movie legit has him build a machine at the top of an orbital elevator that will open a physical portal to the afterlife so he can finally get his rematch. And I just love that level of petty.

[queeranarchism]

Over a 1000 people have already died in Europe’s heatwave and the worst day is just starting, so now might be a good time to mention that the politics of who suffers from a heat wave is highly intersectional. We’ve already talked about how global warming hits the poorest parts of the world the hardest.Right now I want to talk more about the local politics of heat.

Poor people can’t afford air conditioning. Cheaper houses have less insulation. Cities contain more heat and poorer neighborhoods have less grass and trees, which absorb heat. Playgrounds in poorer neighborhoods are more likely to be composed of low-maintenance materials like concrete, rubber tiles, and sand. All of which make these places hotter. And when heat becomes deadly, poorer neighborhoods often have access to fewer and slower emergency response services.

Meanwhile, people in poorer neighborhoods are often criminalized for using the escapes available to them, like sitting in public fountains and swimming in city canals, and filling a kiddie pool with water on the sidewalk in front of their houses. During the last heat wave in the Netherlands, desperate neighbors in overheating city blocks opened fire hydrants to give their children some much needed relief from the heat. The result? A police crackdown on poor people.

And of course everywhere people of color, immigrants and other marginalized people are more likely to live in these conditions than white people and to suffer more criminalization.

And then there’s work. Who is more likely to work a physically demanding job? Who is more likely to work outside? Who can afford to take their lunch break in an air conditioned restaurant and who must do so on the side walk? You guessed it.

Finally: if you want to put advice under this post about how to stay cool, I understand. But be aware that putting individualist responses like that under a post about a systematic problem can be very jarring. This will not be the last heat wave and they will get worse. Wet towels and cooling pads alone will not save us. We need to understand that surviving heat (and cold, and floods, etc) is political and it requires a collective political answer.

[zestyleaf]

"magical fey shapeshifter surrounded by regular animals" is by far my favorite cartoon saloon trope

[avi17]

[zestyleaf]

This is the funniest fucking addition anyone has ever made on one of my posts. Everyone else go home

[shellygurumi]

I kind of love UWMA for all the tropes they subvert? Not that they don’t also follow tropes in the show, but they don’t exclusively use them.

I’ve talked about how I love the communication between Dean and Pharm. When Pharm says he doesn’t want to have breakfast with Dean anymore - not because he doesn’t enjoy it, but because he wants Dean to eat with his brother and sister. Because the relationship with siblings is important and Pharm cares about it.

Or the way that Dean got a little too handsy in the kitchen and Pharm asked him to stop, gently reprimanded him to never do that again, and then Dean apologized. And when Pharm realized he was truly sorry, they hugged and Pharm told him it was okay. 

Or the way Alex kept hitting on Pharm despite Pharm continuously turning him down. When he blatantly hit on Pharm in front of Dean, Dean didn’t get jealous or angry at Pharm in any way, he trusted Pharm and told Alex to eff off, basically. No one fought. Dean believed that Pharm was genuinely trying to get Alex to leave him alone and Dean protected his boyfriend. 

There’s no stupid jealousy and no bad miscommunication. Just genuine love and respect for one another and it’s amazing.

I also really like how In and Korn are with each other. Korn isn’t super romantic, and it takes a while for him to fall for In (or… to allow himself to fall for In, maybe, is more like it). In tries to get Korn to say and do romantic things, and he will eventually, in his own way. He’ll do things that will make In happy, but in an honest way. He promises that he will always find In in the next life. And says they don’t need a red threat because he will always be there… stuff like that. I love that. He supports his boyfriend and wants to protect him.

But a trope they subvert is that they’re both really into each other. A lot of times in these shows, one person is more into the other and there’s usually some… not quite fighting, but resistance? Like, one guy will kiss the other, and the other will try and push the first away and stop it. And it always kind of rubs me wrong when it looks like they aren’t into the physical stuff. When it’s just shy, it’s better… but I still don’t like when one of the pair is uncomfortable and the other doesn’t stop. 

So it’s really refreshing to see that both In and Korn instigate the kissing and physical affection. They’re both really interested in being physical with one another. In is always sneaking kisses. But Korn will start kisses as well, like the “You call that a kiss?” scene in the grass. The way they kiss one another at the beach when they get together. THE FACT THAT they BOTH asked “Will you be my boyfriend” at literally the same time??? 

They’re both so into each other. And I just love that. 

I feel like I maybe didn’t explain my feelings about all this very well, cause I have a cold and it’s kicking my ass, buuuut I hope you guys know what I mean. I just really love seeing a couple that equally wants to kiss each other. 

[shellygurumi]

So I have a lot of thoughts and feelings about Intouch and Korn. You guys are going to have to hear them.

First, let’s talk about Korn. He’s the son of a mob loan shark. People know who he is and they’re scared of him. And maybe rightly so, considering his family and his stoic, cold, unfriendly demeanor. But what are the odds that, at first, his family caused people to avoid him and then he just started putting up a front to keep people away? Because if you don’t try to make friends with anyone, you won’t be hurt when they’re too afraid of you to be friends.

I am willing to bet that when he was younger, he tried to befriend other kids at school and it eventually failed every time. Their parents told them not to hang out with him or their friends warned them against being near him. Basically, the exact same thing that happened when In walked past him and his friends were like, “He’s the son of a mobster, stay away from him!”

Korn is a loner. He delves into his books and stories. He stays away from people. Books are probably his escape from the harsh reality that is his world. He can imagine a different life, one where people aren’t afraid of him, one where his dad doesn’t have his whole life planned out, one where he can be himself and be loved and have friends and feel safe. Books are safe, books don’t judge. Those characters, they can be his friends, their stories can be his story. He can just live vicariously through them and stay in his lane in reality.

Then Intouch walks on into his life. This confident, adorable, sweet faced boy. This young man who was warned to stay away from Korn, who ignored his friends, who ignored all sense of reason and logic. He looked straight past Korn’s walls and said, “I’m coming in.” 

Korn tried to resist In, he really did. But despite appearances, Korn does not have a heart of stone. He probably thinks that if he waits it out, In will get bored of this game and find someone else to flirt with. Someone safer, someone nicer, someone freer. But In just does not give up. He follows and flirts with Korn for at least a month, if not longer. Eventually… Korn just stops fighting it.

He let’s himself have this. Let’s himself have one sweet, kind, nice, soft, warm thing in his life. In brings him food and drinks. In waits for him. In smiles at him and is open and unafraid. In wants to take the time to get to know him, to see past the surface, and do things for him. In wants to care for Korn and take care of Korn. 

Suddenly, In is like a flower, bursting its way up between cracks in the pavement. Fighting for life, bringing a little brightness to a dark, dingy city street. In is like the sun and Korn just wants to feel the warmth on his skin. Maybe … maybe he deserves this. 

He gives in. He starts to let him in. His defenses are down. And just like a crack in a dam, the water starts as a trickle, until the crack spreads and the wall breaks and everything starts pouring out. Bit by bit, Korn let’s In break down his walls and makes him feel safe. Makes him feel like one of the characters in his stories. Makes him feel like he can just Be. Just be the young man he is. Forget about his harsh reality. 

In takes him to the beach, and they have fun. Korn probably can’t even remember the last time he had carefree fun. Maybe when he and his brothers were very small, playing in the street with other kids in the neighborhood. Before… 

Sunshine and happiness are now a part of Korn’s life. Kindness and warmth. All because of In, this beautiful soul that loves Korn for some reason. Loves him with all his sweet, honest heart. And how could Korn not fall in love with him? In was brave enough to ignore all the bullshit, to take the time to get to know Korn, to accept him for who he is, not for the person everyone else thought he was, or the person his dad wants him to be.

And for this glorious moment in his life, Korn lets himself dream. Let’s himself believe that if they can just hold on… just wait it out… just stay strong for a little while longer… They can be free. They can run away and escape and be together. And nothing can get in their way.

Except… 

Except they can’t. Because loving Korn means In has to suffer. Where In brings light into Korn’s world, Korn feels that he brings darkness to In’s world. He brings pain and suffering and fear. In’s father beats him, and Korn knows he’s the cause of it. He knows that, for all his dreaming, there’s no way they can truly escape reality. Maybe one day In can be free. One day, maybe In can get away from the pain and suffering of the world, he’s brave, strong, resilient. He’s so much stronger than Korn. He will survive this world. And he would be better off without Korn holding him back.

Korn isn’t strong. Not strong enough to break free. Not strong enough to survive being the cause of In’s pain and suffering. Not strong enough to watch In’s father hate him for loving Korn. In will be stronger. And that’s why Korn takes his life… because he doesn’t think In will follow him. He thinks In will grieve, suffer for a time, then move on with his life. He never dreamed that … In would be so heart broken, so lost without Korn… that he would follow Korn into the dark. 

[shellygurumi]

That scene where Korn is taking care of In while In has a headache?

Do you think… Korn knew that In had a group project and would be working that day? Do you think he waited on campus to walk In home? Do you think he was hanging around watching from afar? 

How do you think he knew In had a bad headache? He walked by and saw him with his head down? Heard his friends talking?

Did he speak with In first, then go get him some water and medicine? Did he just happen to have it on him? Was he already bringing water to In when he saw him laying down on the table? 

How tenderly he strokes In’s head, pets his hair, touches his shoulder, holds his hand… Korn just wants to take care of In the way In always tries to take care of Korn. In always wants to feed him and make sure he’s eaten. Wants to cook for him. Wants to make him smile and take him to do fun things.

So Korn wants to take care of In now. Bring him medicine and water and comfort him until the headache goes away. He won’t let In be alone while he’s hurting. He’s so loving and caring and tender and I’m soft for them. :3

[florbexter]

As a cheer up prompt maybe some soft forehead kiss for Intouch (or if they are to sad maybe with Tang Yi/ Shao fei) 😊

INTOUCH AND KORN ARE MY KRYPTONITE!!! AHHHHHHHHHH

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Intouch felt drowsy. He was on the weird brink of falling asleep and just dozing lightly and when he was honest couldn’t decide what would be better. 

The hammock they were lying in swung slightly from side to side and it was warm in the shadows but pleasantly so and Intouch never wanted to leave this place. 

“Tired?”

He felt Korn’s deep voice more than he heard it and rubbed his face against the soft fabric on his shirt to signal him that he was awake… barely. But he had the feeling he would kill the atmosphere if he would talk and Korn could read him like a book anyway. 

Korn moved slightly, carefully and Intouch refused to acknowledge any kind of disturbance so he made his body heavier and felt Korn’s chuckle on the place he had laid his cheek on his chest. 

Then a kiss on his forehead, soft and lingering and Intouch sighed. 

This was paradise. 

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[hiveswap]

Mildly misspelled words carry so much meaning. Sufferinf is more suffering than suffering

[hearteyes-wheeler]

You ever read a fanfiction so, so fucking good that when you're done reading it, you're kinda disoriented? Like the place you were reading it in seems unfamiliar because the story sucked you into the fucking fifth dimension with how good it was? Unparalleled feeling.

Fanfic writers are an absolute gift to humanity.

[imagine-sterek]

Imagine after stiles’s mom dies the sheriff sometimes forgets to pack stiles his lunch, Claudia used to do it and drop stiles off at school now it’s all on the sheriff and he’s still trying to get the hang of it. And so stiles would just sit at lunch with nothing to eat. Until Cora tells her mom a kid in her class doesn’t eat. And she packs Cora “extra” lunch and Cora says she’s too full to eat the rest of the her lunch. She even invite him over for play dates where he stays and has dinner with the hakes where he meets Derek and just absolutely latches on to him like a duckling. And Derek always shares his desserts with stiles even if it’s his favorite.