#(but that’s. literally two more months. and how long can I avoid knowing the plot?

[heylinfanclub]

Every day I don’t spend rent money on baldurs gate is a monument to SELF RESTRAINT 🥺 (I have adhd this is anguish).

[elderberries-and-honey]

𝙈𝙮 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 & 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜

A while back I received this question asking if I'd mind explaining what my creative process is like and some wanted further explanation about what goes into planning multiple generations & arcs. I do apologize that this is so overdue, and it's literally taken me months to get to. My process is always changing, and I'm constantly adding in pieces that help make the process easier. Because of this, the way I answered the question back then is also quite outdated, at least in terms of how I plan each shoot/post, and I'll hopefully provide further clarification below the cut.

However, first and foremost, I want to say I am by no means an expert and different processes work for different people. Your creative process might look totally different than mine, and that's okay! Whatever keeps you coming back and sharing your work is always going to be the best & most efficient way of doing things.

But I do think it's helpful to get insight into what works for others when you have no clue how to plan things like this, or where to even begin. So, without further ado, here is my process.

Mainly, I use a website called Milanote. It's super helpful for organization purposes, and it's mostly free. They have free templates you can use, or you can make your own. The only downside to it is you're limited on the number of "cards" that are available to you. They do have a promo that you can use where if you get someone else to sign up, you get more cards, which is what I did.

My main folder basically looks like this:

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙍𝘾𝙃

The research folder is an unorganized, organized mess and basically just looks like this:

This is where I keep all my resources, and all of the things I've researched for my story. As you can see, this includes various sources like YouTube videos, various articles, quotes, photos and even some music as well. I like having this all in one place so it's easily accessible for me, but you could just easily keep all of this in a Google or Word doc if you're low on 'cards'.

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝘾𝙎

Next we have these two sections. Obviously, I had to cover them up to avoid spoilers but I did label them to hopefully provide insight. Essentially, for this decade in particular, there are going to be various arcs happening at once, especially since the children will be growing into adults and laying their foundation is going to become crucial to the story. However, I'm trying to limit myself from having too much going on at once, which is why I try to limit myself to only four arcs playing out at once.

I will also say that Plot's A through C are interconnected, or at least they will be eventually, while Plot D concerns one of the children and will impact things later down the line. This is super important for really tying different ideas together, and making sure random plots don't seem to just pop up out of the blue.

The table for myself helps a lot with this, so that I can easily see what arcs have been started, and how many 'scenes' each one has. I find this to be useful because then I know that none of the arcs are stretching too long, which ones might need more fine tuning and which ones have yet to flourish or even begin.

Each arc basically has something like this going from beginning to end, essentially following the classic three act structure. Not all of them have five components, some more or less, but generally it ends up being five. Now, this doesn't mean every plot is only five posts or anything like that. Most of the time, the timeline of events needs to be broken off into bite sized pieces and that's okay.

The resolution doesn't always mean a happy ending, and can also serve as a way for me to introduce any new arcs for a specific character, which would then start the process over. You can kind of think about this when watching a lot of television shows. We watch all this build up starting on episode one, and things get more and more intense until we finally reach the season finale. And then woah, with two minutes left of the episode, we see that the character they just thought was dead is actually alive?! Which then leads us into season two.

I do think planning this way could feel really tedious for some, but I like to map things out before I start introducing any arcs so I at least know it isn't a quick "one shot" plot, something without actual purpose or an arc that doesn't really seem to have any sort of end goal that makes logical sense. It also just helps me remember what everyone's up to, especially when there are so many characters to keep track of.

𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙊𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙀

Before I go into the game, I basically write out a "rough draft" of sorts. This includes dialogue, any background noises (things like a clock ticking or the tapping of a pencil), a brief description of each shot/photo (including any post-editing things like adding blur effect), and a summary of what's happening in each panel.

Because I only use one document for this, and clear it out once I complete a scene, I do not have any examples to show from The Baudelaire Legacy, so I created a mock-up scenario in which Ozzy flunks a difficult test at school, as seen below.

Once I have that written, I plug it into my 'scene planning' board. However, I only include the shot/photos, and the short summary. On Milanote, I also plug in the location, time of day, attire and any pose accessories I might need (so that I remember to create an extra outfit for it). This ends up looking like the example below.

I typically will only have this open on my second monitor while I'm shooting the scene, and I just tick the boxes as I go along. This is really nice if you have to stop mid-shoot, and helps me pick up where I left off without getting confused.

I do also edit each panel in-between shooting to make sure I'm getting the shots I want, however, I don't encourage everyone to have Photoshop and Sims 4 open at the same time.

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎

Then we have the character sheets for each of our characters. Right now, I'm only focusing on Lawrence & Winifred (though, the children's arcs are in a 'idea dump' document).

For me, this is the most important piece of the story. One of the reasons shows like The Sopranos and Breaking Bad are considered some of the best writing in television history, is mostly due to the fact that, in my opinion, they prioritize this as well. It's always good to have a strong character in mind before you begin, and this is because you don't want them to step outside themselves.

Of course, your character can change and bend within their environment or plots happening around them, and they certainly should, but you also need to ask yourself if it's being done logically. Asking yourself, 'Why did they end up this way?', 'How did we get here?' and 'How would this character specifically react to an intense situation, stress or hardship?' is crucial when writing a character that feels alive.

Having something like this helps me build their "character arc" and map it out so no one ends up being left in the dust and makes sure that everyone is important in some way. Each of the children will have a sheet created for them once they reach the teen life state as well.

I also use this page as a way to record any quirks, or habits they have. These don't have to be major or super important either. So for example, on Lawrence's character sheet, I have it written down that he wears glasses to read; a very small thing casual readers probably wouldn't even pay attention to, so it feels like an important detail to me.

𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙋𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙏𝙎

In addition to Milanote, I also Google Sheets/Docs. This is where I keep my spreadsheet and write / keep a hard copy of my story.

My spreadsheet is basically broken up into four different tabs - one for the main sims information (the Baudelaire's), side household information, my story posts and my ageing table.

My information tables look something like this:

For story posts, I use @aheathen-conceivably's method of tracking, which you can read about here. The only thing I have added in addition to what she has is a "notes" section, and this where I include any sort of post that doesn't specifically fit into any arc but is still important - things like birthdays, marriages, holidays, etc.

𝙈𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙉𝙀𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉

In addition to all of these things, I also use Pinterest to create moodboards for each decade, as well as each character. I like to include all sorts of things like any inspiration I'm drawing from (so, things like Greta Gerwig's Little Women or HBO's Gilded Age), photos, quotes, etc.

Annnnd that's basically it! I'm hoping this provides some good insight, and is helpful in some way. I know it seems like a lot, but the more you do it, and the more you plan, the more natural it will start to feel. Again, I am not an expert in any way, and it's always difficult to explain your process in this way (and probably why I put off trying to do so for such a long time). So, please feel free to ask for clarification in regards to any part of the above.

Happy Simming ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃

[alovesongshewrote]

Too Weird to Die | The Lost Boys x Reader HCs

Plot:  a monster hunter half adopts the Frog brothers and then avoids being murdered by vampires by being too weird to die. more at 8. [The Lost Boys x GN!Reader]

Word count:  2,873

Warnings:  murder, comedic violence, so much swearing that i'm putting it in the warnings

A/N: holy fuck i can't believe i wrote this lmaoooo. i might re-visit the concept, but for now, this is good

So all this shit starts a few years before the Emersons move to Santa Carla

You stop by the town on a visit because 

Y’know 

It’s a murder capital, who doesn’t stop at murder capitals for tourist reasons?

In all seriousness, you’re there because of all the suspicious murders

As a full time professional monster hunter, you know something is up, and you want to see if you can do anything about it

And you both can and can’t

At the time, you don’t find much evidence of actual monster activity 

Either because the titular lost boys are taking a break from murder for the month, or because they Know Something’s Up and they want to be Careful

BUT

YOU DO FIND SOMETHING

And that something is two dipshit (affectionate) amateur vampire hunters who are just raring to get themselves murdered horribly 

They followed you into an alley and threatened to stake you

It sounds bad, but keep in mind, they were like

Eleven

At the time

They were little

And they were so full of rage that you literally laughed at them for five minutes

AND YOU FELT BAD, BUT ALSO

IT WAS LIKE BEING HELD AT GUNPOINT BY PUPPIES 

You just couldn’t take them seriously 

However, the world you live in is a dangerous one, and those two dumbass kids were lucky that they threatened you, and not someone or something that wouldn’t have any objections to beating up literal children

So what you do is you take those little shits

And you train them up a little bit

Not enough to be actively dangerous

But enough so that they don’t get murdered

And that’s how you become the adopted older sibling to the Frog brothers

You didn’t have a choice in that, they hit you with the metaphorical adoption papers and you couldn’t do anything but go, “ok”

But you don’t mind too much

They’re you’re little bros

They’re so irritating, and if anything happened to them you’d kill everyone in santa carla and then yourself

Anyway

You leave santa carla for a bit, because, y’know, the murders stopped as soon as you got there

You’re away for a few months

And then bada bing bada boom, shit starts up again and you make your return

This time, you find the source of the problem, but you don’t realize they’re vampires for like, a solid minute

For the first few months, you genuinely think david and his gang are just

Annoying 

The first time you met them, david monologued for so long that you zoned out and started focusing on their jackets

You came to the conclusion that they all had dope jackets

And then you got bored and tried to leave

Which david wasn’t crazy about

So he told the boys to grab you and, well

Long story short, Marko got punched in the face

Rip marko

After that, the boys decided they were going to eat you

Because you don’t mess with them and get away with it!

So, they follow you around santa carla for A While

And at first it’s scary, because y’know

You’re being followed

But after some time you figure they aren’t actually going to do anything

So you’re more irritated than afraid

Aaaand they don’t try anything in all of that time because for one thing, they can never seem to find you when you’re on your own

And for another, every time they approach you as a group you let out a Very Loud Groan that informs everyone nearby of your location

So killing you would be too sus

Also, you don’t tell the frogs you’re being followed

Because they would probably try to murder your stalkers?

And like

You don’t need these fuckin kids going down on attempted murder charges, they’re too young for that shit

So

The cat and mouse game is just between you and the boys

And it’s at a stalemate 

For a While

Until they get the idea to approach you individually 

David is technically the first one to try it, though that’s more of an accident than anything else

The rest of the boys are off doing their own thing when David catches sight of you

He makes his approach 

All suave and cool 

Annnnnnd to make another long story short, he gets pushed into the ocean.

Oops.

Paul is the next one to try it

He heard about you pushing david into the ocean and he went :0

Like, that legitimately kind of sounds like a good time to him

Also, he kind of wants you dead!

But they all do, so

Anyway

He makes his approach

And you see him coming

And you just so happen to be drinking out of a glass bottle, so you chug the rest of your drink and shatter the bottom of the bottle in the minute it takes him to get to you

In retaliation, and also because breaking glass bottles is now a dick measuring contest

He picks up a bottle and tries to shatter it

It Does Not Go Well

Poor thing gets glass everywhere and like

You can’t help but laugh at him

AND AGAIN, YOU FEEL BAD

ESPECIALLY WHEN HE POUTS A LITTLE BIT, LIKE A KICKED PUPPY

AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU KICKED A PUPPY

So you walk over and you go

“Ok, if you promise not to stab me, I’ll show you how to break a glass bottle properly.”

And like

He already knows how to break a glass bottle

He just fucked it up that time

But he lets you teach him anyway

And it’s totally to earn your trust so he can eat you

It absolutely doesn’t have anything to do with the way he really likes the sound of your laugh

Nope

Not at all

He gets back to the cave later, and he successfully spoke to you, but he didn’t successfully kill you, so everyone’s kinda pissed at him except for star and laddie

And david’s pissed that paul didn’t get thrown into the ocean, but oh well

The next boy to approach you is dwayne

And honestly, he doesn’t really approach you with intent

It just kind of happens

But when it does, he also doesn’t get thrown into the ocean

He encounters you in a bookstore on the boardwalk

And at first you don’t notice him

You’re too busy reading something that looks like a bodice ripper, but it has tentacles on the cover????

And even if he had thought of picking you up and carrying you off somewhere to kill you, he gets way too fucking distracted by that thing

Eventually you notice him standing there and you just

Throw the book

You yeet it off behind you and you go

“OH, HI, HELLO, HOW ARE YOU?  IT’S DWAYNE, RIGHT?  NICE JACKET, YOU AREN’T WEARING A SHIRT, OKAY, BYE.”

And then you go to fucking run out of the store

Because jesus christ, your one night without the frogs for you to partake in your Adult Life and one of the fucking BIKE BOYS shows up 

FUCK

Anyway, dwayne manages to grab you before you can leave

And he doesn’t get punched unlike poor marko

No, you’re too embarrassed for that

And it only gets worse for you when dwayne starts asking questions

You answer

Because you have no idea what else you can do

And this motherfucker seems to be getting a kick out of your discomfort 

He’s got this SMIRK on his face

Like he likes watching you squirm

Like he thinks it’s cute (he does)

You hate it

You like it

After what feels like an eternity of questioning, he does take pity on you

He buys you a drink and, instead of murdering you, he answers your questions

And you get close to figuring out that he’s a vampire 

But not quite :/

Oh well

Dwayne goes back to the cave, and everyone is like, “jfc, why is this little shit so unkillable?”

No one has answers, but dwayne does have a weird lump in his jacket pocket, and when he checks to see what it is, he sees the very tip of a tentacle before he SHOVES THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM WITH 0 MERCY

He has no fucking clue how you got that book onto his person without him noticing

But he respects it

Anyway, they send marko after you next

Because you punched him, and he hates you

Don’t worry about it too much though, because his opinion changes in like

Ten minutes

He follows you into like

A thrift store 

And once you realize you’re being followed you go, “oh hey, it’s you, with the cool jacket, sorry i punched you that one time, but to be fair, you did grab me, so”

And then you hand him a little bag of cool buttons that you found on a shelf 

And you say, with a very sweet and genuine smile

“These match your jacket!”

And all he can think is,

“Oh, so that’s why you’re still alive, okay”

Needless to say, he returns home having not murdered you, and david is Unamused 

You wounded his pride and punched his friend, he Does Not Like you

And then one night you run into him outside of the video store

And he already looks grumpy 

But then he sees you, and it just gets worse

Ironically

He tells you to buzz off that time

Which you don’t fucking do, because this bitch and his friends stalked you for A Time

And even though you’ve made friends with most of your stalkers, you’re still not gonna let this one go

And that’s like

Literally what you tell him

It makes him roll his eyes and fantasize about pushing you into the ocean

But then you go quiet 

And for a few minutes, the two of you just

Stand outside of the video store, leaning against the wall together

In the middle of the noise and excitement of the boardwalk, the two of you are calm and quiet 

And then you go

“Hey, do you ever realize that you have free will, and if you wanted to, you could just throw eggs at your fridge?”

And he goes

“Why the fuck would anyone want to do that”

To which you respond

“To test out their free will.”

You bounce off the wall and hold a hand out to him

“Come on.”

He asks where you’re going and you just 

Look at him

With the most devilish smile that vampire has ever seen

And you go

“To get some eggs.”

And while you’re doing that, you learn that david is so grumpy because his father (he does air quotes when he says the word father) is being very very unreasonable and also possibly indulging in mild child endangerment 

And like

David isn’t a kid, but it’s still endangering family

And that pisses you off

So as you’re leaving the boardwalk’s convenience store

You basically say

“Do you want me to kill that guy for you?  Because it sounds like he sucks, and I’ll totally kill that guy for you”

And to his own surprise, David finds himself saying no

Because if you tried to murder max, you would die- or at least he thinks you would

And oddly enough, he doesn’t want that for you

And he, too, realizes why no one’s killed you yet

And then you just cement it by grabbing the eggs and going, “Come on, let’s test our free will”

Is it immature to throw eggs at the video store?

Absolutely

But fuck it, you have free will

Or maybe you’ve just been hanging around the frogs too much

SPEAKING OF WHICH 

IT MIGHT BE IMPORTANT TO MENTION

THAT THIS WHOLE TIME

You’ve been going back to the frog brothers’ comic book store every night

Just to check on them, make sure they aren’t dead

Bc, y’know, santa carla, murder capital

And every time you come into the store after an encounter with one of the Boys, you have this weird smile on your face

Of course, they think it might be vampires.

And after you come back from the video store, they bring this up with you

One of them has a stake in his hand, and they go

“You’ve been weird lately, and we think it’s vampires.  Do you want us to kill the vampires for you?  Because it sounds like they suck, and we’ll totally kill those vampires for you”

So clearly, threatening violence is how all frogs, adopted or otherwise, express their love

Anyway, you just go

“Jesus christ, you know there’s more out there than just vampires, right?  Also, no, I’m not being weird because of vampires, I’m being weird because I found charming people in santa carla of all places.  Imagine that.”

And then the next week you find out the boys are vampires

You stop by the cave, and at this point they’ve given up on eating you, but it’s just so clear, and you are

Filled With Regret

In part because Holy Shit Your Brothers Were Right

But also because you’re probably going to have to kill the boys??

And oddly enough

You Don’t Want To Kill The Boys???

They went from stalkers to sweethearts and you’re mad about it

So of course, upon figuring it out

(they don’t tell you, by the way, you figure it out thanks to the smell of death, the sharp teeth, the Single Bed for four men, a little boy, and poor fucking star, and the poorly hidden dead body in their cave)

Anyway, upon figuring it out

You take the most rational route:

You get marko in a chokehold and hold a stake to his chest

Poor marko, he always gets the short end of the stick

Anyway

The boys all lose their shit

Which is

Fair

To them it looks like you pulled of their plan- you charmed them, and now you’re going to kill them, or at least try to

But before they can, y’know, rip your head off of your shoulders

You go

“WAIT!  Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, here’s the thing.  I!  Don’t want to kill Marko!  And hey, I’ve lived this long, so I assume you don’t want to kill me.  So, let’s make a deal.  We don’t kill each other, and everyone lives.  Sound good?”

Once they agree, you let marko go

And y’know what, because i think he deserves it

He punches you

And you can’t even be mad at that, you just threatened his life

But alas, that’s not where it ends

Because you’ve got a clause to add to your little agreement 

“Wait,” you say, mildly out of breath from the punching, “You can’t kill me, and I’ve got two little brothers you can’t kill either.  Their parents run that comic book store, the one on the boardwalk?  And they’re off limits.”

The boys sigh and nod, but jesus christ do you have more to say

“They also might try to kill you?  You don’t have to worry about it or anything, they’re like, twelve.”

The boys are not twelve at this point, but that’s how old they’re going to be to you forever

You’re never going to be able to see them as anything other than actual babies because that’s how siblings work

Anyway, you continue

“I’m working on getting them to be less murder-y, but they are very blood thirsty for their age.  I’m sure you can relate.”

Yeahhhh, no one laughs at that joke but you

But it’s okay

The agreement is made

You and the frog brothers are off limits in terms of murder

And you Don’t to tell the frogs about this because they would Attempt To Murder Your Vampires, and that’s not what you want

And in the same vein 

The boys don’t breathe a word of this to max

Because he would order them to turn you and your brothers

Or worse!

He would order them to kill you and your brothers

And they Do Not Want that

AND IN A SIMILAR YET DIFFERENT VEIN

THEY CANNOT LEAVE YOU ALONE AROUND MAX

IN FACT, I DON’T THINK THEY EVER TELL YOU THAT HE’S THEIR SIRE

You just think he’s david’s dad, and you don’t ask questions, because they don’t answer your questions, because if you knew what kind of power max had over them, and how easy it would be to abuse that power, you would try to kill max

Because murder is the love language of the frogs.

Anyway, they’re pretty sure that you would get yourself killed if you tried to fight max

And you’re 100% sure that the frogs would get themselves killed if they tried to fight the boys

That or they might actually hurt one of the boys

You did train them a bit, so they aren’t totally incompetent 

And the whole thing is just a messy web 

It’s an endless game where the only goal is to try and keep the people you care about from killing each other while the people you care about try to keep you from killing the people they hate

It’s

Complicated 

But hey, when you practice delinquency with your boys

Any of your boys

That shit’s fuckin worth it

[alieinthemorning]

An Addition to Change [Gojo Satoru]

Content: Major Character Death, Angst, AU: No Curses, Blood and Injury, JJK 237 Spoilers

Pronouns: None

Previous: Tears of The Strongest | Next: Fleeting Adolescence

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This work's concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

Change is something that Satoru did a lot. He changed his clothes, furniture, cars and even house at a whim. Often times, he'd have at least five outfit changes in a day, there would be movers in and out of the house replacing furniture, he'd come home with a new car and about every one-two years you'd be moving to a new place.

And you'd just gone along with it all.

But this?

This was a bit much.

You eyed the child sitting across from you on the large gray couch, brand new, not even a dent in the cushions yet. He had black hair that was sticking up in every direction, violet eyes that bore into your own, unimpressed with...everything it seemed, and a frown that was too old and tired for a child his age.

Your gaze turned to Satoru, who was sitting beside you. He was pointedly looking at his phone, scrolling through social media to avoid both you and the child's stare.

"We can't avoid this, Satoru." You began, "Can you please tell me what happened? But be for real this time."

Because "I just found him, and it seemed like he needed a home!" is not an explanation at all. Sounds like he kidnapped a child off the streets, and you really didn't want to get tied up into something like that.

Satoru sighed in that dramatic way that he does, lolling his head away from you. "I told you—"

The child cut him off. "I've been living alone for a while now. He's been bothering me ever since he found out, and now I'm here, I guess." Satoru glared at him, but nodded along.

"Okay...and what about your guardians?"

"Dead." He replied flatly.

Your heart tightened. That poor baby, to have to navigate the world all by himself and for only he knows how long.

"What's your name?" You asked softly.

"...Megumi."

"Okay, Megumi, what would you like to do? Would you like to go back to where you were, or would you rather stay here with us?"

He was quiet for a moment, playing with the sleeves of his jacket before finally answering you. "...I wanna stay here."

You smiled, "Okay, then." then it dropped, "We literally don't have anything for you."

Satoru laughed loudly, snorting while your head swiveled toward him. "What are we gonna do?"

He stood, wiping a tear from his eye. "We're gonna go shopping, of course."

And after that shopping trip, you and Megumi vowed to never go shopping with Satoru again.

Mornings were always hard for you. It would either be a rough sleep of tossing and turning or a nightmare that disturbed your sleep to the point of waking up just as tired, if not more, than when you went to sleep. So often times you'd lay in bed, fighting between succumbing to sleep or proceeding with living.

But then a small, warm hand landed on your cheek.

"I'm hungry. I would have fed myself, but I don't know where anything is..."

You blinked.

Oh right, Megumi.

You were not ready for a change as massive as this one, but you had to get up regardless because now there was a child in your care. So you pulled yourself up and smiled.

"Good morning, Megumi."

Change was something Megumi also did a lot. However, it made sense with him because he was a child and children were always changing.

His favorite food changed weekly, which kept you on your toes and kept you from fretting on what to make anymore.

He was a growing, which meant new clothes needed to be bought ever few months (which prompted you to convince Satoru to stop buying him such expensive clothing).

His favorite shows and interests were also ever-changing. New toys were bought every week, and it was beginning to get harder to hold a conversation with Megumi since he would always be talking about something new (it was worth it though to see that sparkle in his eye when he talked about the things that he enjoyed).

There were a few things that didn't change, though.

He still loved frogs. He loved going out in the rain to hunt for them, despite usually coming back in empty-handed (you had to stop Satoru from having frogs on standby for rainy days).

He also loved dogs, which prompted Satoru into getting him two dire wolf dogs (how the hell he got them is beyond you).

He still only tolerated Satoru (that's what he said, but he really was opening up to him).

And he still favored you (you don't think that that will ever change, though).

"Thanks for not turning me away..." Megumi told you, as his face was just about buried in Shiro's white fur.

Satoru was still changing, but not as materialistically.

Now he was making more of an effort to be home with you and Megumi (his days were now nine-five, no exceptions and no more bring work home).

More of an effort to bond with Megumi, who was thankfully warming up to him (he was even able to take him out on their own outings without the day going horribly wrong).

More of an effort to understand your words from before.

He is not the strongest, and that's okay (he did cry a bit when Megumi got sick, however. It was something new and scary for him, so you wouldn't tease him about it...much).

"Thank you for taking such good care of Megumi." His arms wrapped around your waist as his lips brushed against your neck, leaving a trail of kisses. "And thank you for staying by my side all this time."

You also were changing.

You think it's a good thing.

"I love you two so much." Your smile was shy, but your words were genuine. "Thank you so much for being a part of my life and turning this house into a home."

You'll never forget the smiles they gave you. Bright, wide, full of teeth and as warm as a sun beam.

Hopefully, you'll continue to change alongside your boys.

There was a lot of present/past tense errors in here lol. A small bit of grammatical errors. And I changed a few things.

Reminder that this was a response to JJK236 lmao

Ko-Fi | Commission | Masterlist

[novelcain]

I have a small head cannon now with my version of reader that I wanted to share with you:

She has a lotus pin in her hair due to her association with Quanyin and it has the added bonus of extra protection (like a protection seal)

Just wanted to share, now I’m going back into my hole to finally finish a fic that’s been giving me writers block for two months now.

*gets slapped with writers block in the face*

Gosh darn it….

(By the way any tips on how to overcome writers block?)

That's a pretty interesting idea. Like a lil fashionable talisman~

And good luck with your writing hope you can get through the writers block

As far as tips go, I unfortunately can't help much in the writer's/artist's block since I don't really get it.😬 If anything I just get bursts of laziness where I don't wanna pick up my laptop cause that's too much effort and so end up curled up in my nest scrolling through tiktok all day. But to remedy that, I just force myself to pick up my laptop or @lovesick-ritz will kindly hand it to me so I can get things done.

So here's the tips that I could think of:

Set a designated area or method for writing (ex. I only write on my laptop bc I've assigned it mentally as my preferred place to write)

Make it as easy as possible for you to write (ie. leave the writing tabs open. I personally never have word closed there's always at least my notes tab open but I usually have at least 3 word tabs don't ask me why I'm addicted to keeping tabs open)

Try to get rid of as many distractions as you can like unneeded social media (having a tumblr tab open is always my down fall cause I get distracted by asks)

Since I have adhd and autism complete silence honestly distracts me more than anything so I like to play this 10 hour thunder storm video on YouTube (this also helps with my tinnitus in case anyone else got that)

Another thing I've been told that help is just start writing little notes or just anything at all and maybe that'll spur you into what you want to be writing

Also some random tips if found useful when it comes to writing/drawing:

If you hyperfixate on writing and drawing for long periods of time like I do (like I'm talking about 8 hour sit down don't move sessions) get water and a couple snacks before you start and be sure to stretch at least once an hour

Remember to specifically do full hand stretches to avoid carpal tunnel and writer's/artist's arthritis

Try to get up and walk around as much as possible (if you can as someone with walking issues I know that isn't always easy or even possible)

One thing I like to do to rest my eyes and brain is after a few hours I'll go to Spotify and play a few songs (or in my case one song on repeat I've been particularly obsessed with the Epic sagas since they've come out and have been constant listening to Survive in the Cyclops saga) with your eyes closed. Staring at a screen all day can be harmful to your eyes and brain.

And for drawing with adhd, if you're working on a long piece it can get frustrating to work on one part for long periods of time so keep in mind that if you're start to feel bored or tired with the part that you're working on it's ok to move to a different part. (ie. you've been working on the hair for a while and start to feel understimulated to move to the face or even a completely different area so get that stimulation) It's not like a story where you gotta remember plot points and continuity the whole thing is right there so just work on whatever part catches your fancy. Or hell if you get bored just draw lil scribbles for a second in a corner somewhere until you feel up to going back to the piece.

Please keep in mind while reading these that I by no means have healthy habits. As I stated I hyperfixate on projects and will often neglect my human needs for extremely long periods on accident; however, I am lucky enough to have a very attentive partner that reminds me and encourages me to take care of myself and helps me when I can't. (Love you Ritz. Literally couldn't live without you~ mwah💜)

HOWEVER! Because of this I am extremely used to living with unhealthy habits and have an OBSENE amount of tips for dealing/living with them so if anyone wants some autism/adhd/depression/anxiety (all of which I have kinda extreme forms of) life tips lemme know and I'll write a whole essay for you. Tho again I will say these tips are not cures. These conditions are permanent so these tips would just be ways to make living with them a little easier. (Honestly I might just make that post even if no one asks for it on the off chance that helps even one person)

[butterflydm]

fic updates & WoT time skips

Next week, I'm going to be posting my post-canon story where Mat pulls his Seanchan long con (so, when I say 'post-canon', I mean... a ways into the future).

My current plans re: Voice is to probably start posting the next fic about a month after S2 has finished airing but that's pretty flexible. If S2 gives me a bunch of fic ideas, I might want to strike while the iron is hot.

But right now, I'm currently working out the detailed outline for the next fic in Voice series, and one of the things that I really had to pay attention to in the next section is the Seanchan because this fic runs through... it looks like A Crown of Swords, but the history of this AU changes the timing on the Seanchan quite a bit. And another thing I needed to think about was forkroot tea.

Spoilers through Crossroads of Twilight below

So. Forkroot tea. In the books, it was the discovery of a single person in the middle of a small village in Amadicia (Ronde Macura). Theoretically, Nynaeve & co might have run across her town on their way to Salidar, but they had no reason to stop into the shop to check in on the Yellow's eyes and ears, because they already know where they're going (due to Perrin's TAR communications with Egwene). It was Elayne and Nynaeve's encounter with Ronde that led to her sending the information about forkroot to the White Tower. Elaida then treats her horribly and she ends up despising the Aes Sedai and hooking up with the Seanchan, giving that secret away to them as well. None of those events have happened in Voice and Ronde is just... you know, chilling in her village.

Should I try to come up with a different narrative justification for knowledge of forkroot tea spreading or just let it remain one woman's secret, off in a tiny village in Amadicia? Hmm.

The other outstanding question that I am working on answering is how far the Seanchan will have progressed in their invasion by the end of the next fic. Obviously pretty important for future fics in the series!

In my AU, Rhuidean and Falme happened at the same time, which has essentially meant that the Seanchan are running two books behind where they are in canon, at least in relation to Rand's story (or, I guess more accurately, Rand is running two books ahead). But while I was looking into how I would need to take that into account in the next story in my series, I noticed an... interesting narrative pattern.

Jordan sometimes just basically puts some of our main characters in a holding pattern so that other world events can happen, but as I was breaking down the plotting, I really noticed how often that happens to give the Seanchan a better foothold into whatever their new territory is or to make the timing better for the Seanchan specifically.

Three examples:

In The Great Hunt, Rand & co flicker-flicker-flicker and lose several months, giving the Seanchan plenty of time to invade Falme and really settle into their new digs there, making them a much bigger threat for Rand to deal with.

In A Crown of Swords, Elayne and Nynaeve do their best to avoid Mat for an entire month, which means that by the time they're ready to actually find the Bowl of the Winds, it's just about time for the Seanchan to invade Ebou Dar.

Rand literally just hangs out in a manor in Tear for a month in Crossroads of Twilight, waiting for the Seanchan to reply to his message and doing absolutely none of the other plot-related things that he could have been doing during that time. This gives Tuon and Mat a chance to have their 'courtship' plot.

Now the first example isn't a choice on Rand's part -- the magic is wonky. But the other two examples feel like instances where Jordan was prioritizing his timeline events over his characterization. He wants the group to still be in Ebou Dar when the Seanchan invade, but he also knows how long it will take the army to get there, logistically, so he throws Elayne and Nynaeve's logic and common sense under the bus so that they'll be stubborn enough to uselessly do the same thing over and over for a month before finally being willing to let Mat help.

(This specific problem mostly happens, imo, because of Traveling -- Egwene takes them instantly to a place near Ebou Dar but then the story isn't ready for them, so they have to do nothing for a month waiting for the timelines to match up again to the Seanchan invasion -- if they'd needed to ride there, then they could have gotten to work right away once they arrived.)

The Crossroads of Twilight example is even worse, because everyone else gets put on hold in order for Jordan to try to make it semi-believable that Mat is doing all the bizarre things he does in CoT & then in KoD (all of which is related to Jordan once again bending over backwards to help out the Seanchan). I know this has been talked about before but it's honestly ridiculous how little actually happens in CoT. Nynaeve shows up in one scene to ogle Lan while he's training and that's it. That's all she does in the whole book! No one does anything, all so that Mat can have weeks to brood over how much he hates the 'fate' that he is actively forcing himself to chase after (just like Min does in books TSR-ACoS but at least it makes sense that Min does that, even if it makes me dislike her as a character, because Min has conditioned herself to 'help along' her viewings even while claiming to believe that they're inevitable).

Ugh, I don't think I'll ever stop being annoyed by CoT & KoD. Okay, pushing past that for now.

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Actually, while I'm here, I think I might go over every timeskip in the Jordan books just to track this issue and see if it's as related to the Seanchan as it feels like it is (using the massive timeline here for reference: stevenac[dot]net/wot/tl0998.htm). I am including the stretches of time here where main characters just sit around and do nothing; not travel-related time. This is only covering the Jordan books, though there are a couple in the last three books as well.

TGH: First we have everyone hanging out at Fal Dara for a month. This is Moiraine's choice and is primarily about waiting for Siuan to arrive. It does give Rand time to do sword-training with Lan.

TGH: Then we have Rand's accident with the Portal Stones. This gives the Seanchan time to dig their claws into Falme but, on the plus side, it also gives Egwene, Nynaeve, and Elayne the longest uninterrupted time training in the White Tower that they ever get: almost three months pass before Liandrin's betrayal of the girls, and then Egwene spends almost two months in captivity with the Seanchan.

TDR: After the Battle of Falme, Rand chills in the rough area of Falme for the winter, roughly four months. This gives the girls (and Mat) time to make the journey back to the White Tower and lets the Seanchan begin to regroup. In-book, this is justified by Rand spending four months arguing with Moiraine.

side note: it takes girls (and Mat) over five months to travel from Falme back to Tar Valon. They leave in "November" of 998 and arrive in "April" of 999. I'm guessing this travel time is a large part of why Jordan has Rand just hang out for a winter instead of acting sooner.

TFoH: Roughly a month passes between TSR and TFoH, which gives Rand some time to train with Asmodean but he's actively doing Something there and not just hanging out.

ACoS: A month into their stay in Ebou Dar, Elayne and Nynaeve finally get around to mentioning the Bowl of the Winds to Mat. There is a lot of plot stuff that happens to the other characters here, so it's not just about letting the Seanchan further progress their invasion, but it really is a nonsense plot beat for Elayne and Nynaeve's storyline that Jordan gets away with by having it happen off the page between books.

ACoS-WH: A wall falls on Mat, injuring him badly enough that he will be stuck in Ebou Dar until the second wave of the invasion arrives. Other characters do progress their own storylines while this is happening, which kinda makes it feel like taking Mat out of the action here directly results in everyone else getting put on hold later so that Mat can catch back up to them.

If Tuon had been in the first wave and Mat had been not so badly injured, then Mat's storyline could have happened at the same time as everyone else's (during TPoD), and Rand wouldn't have needed to hang out and do nothing for a whole month in CoT. It also would have fixed the awful Winter's Heart plot hole of everyone's vow of silence about telling Rand that his best friend was left to rot behind enemy lines (because Mat would have escaped by the time that Nynaeve and Rand saw each other, so she could have been honest with him but the color swirls would have reassured him that Mat was already out of Ebou Dar).

CoT: Speaking of! Post-cleansing, Rand spends an entire month doing fuck-all, and so does pretty much everyone else, all so that Mat can get stuck in his second abusive relationship, this time with marriage vows included (maybe his third, if you count Melindhra).

So, yeah, three separate timeskips happen in the books ACoS-CoT that seem primarily about trapping Mat into the Seanchan.

[toxicanonymity]

Do you ever struggle with feelings of discouragement or inadequacy if your fics don’t do as well as you had hoped?

I’m struggling with that myself. I try not to get so hung up on it but it’s very hard, especially when something I’m so proud of doesn’t do as well as my other works.

I don’t even feel motivated to write bc I don’t wanna set myself up for disappointment

Discouragement, sure, I think that's natural sometimes. But I really don't feel like stats have anything to do with adequacy. Baring my soul, yuck. But fuck it we ball. Sorry it's a long answer.

I don't think I've ever answered a serious ask aside from the time i created Dr. rock which hardly counts but I've seen a lot of people struggling with this lately and hope this might be idk comforting to a person or two without leading to debate/discourse.

You mentioned something you're proud of isn't doing as well as your other works, and I can see how that would be disappointing. For laughs, I'll compare 2 of mine. These fics are impossible to compare (as are most, I think) but I def understand the urge to measure yourself against what you see as the potential. Aches: <1k popular trope I banged out in no time, wasn't sure about it, literally thought "people don't have to like it" before I hit post. >4 notes per word. Left in Lincoln: >22k posted so far, challenging, writing it for months. Has possibly driven me crazy bc I had this passing thought the other day and not about TLOU. (I didn't feel like re-reading it all): "I should just rewatch the movie. . .wait." 🤡 The whole Lincoln series combined has fewer notes than Aches lmao. But it's far more rewarding in getting to see it come to life, quality of engagement, and stretching myself 😏. It's not for everyone, for various reasons. Surely would have better stats without the twist I went with. But at what cost??

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Often, if people don't read or like something, it's a reflection of their own interests, limitations, and assumptions. And the right "fit."

I don't rly read much in general, but specifically, I rarely read long stuff (if I do I prob scan a lot tbh). I normally only want, if any, just enough plot/premise to build sexual tension. I don't read fluff or angst. I don't have the attention span / commitment to get invested in original characters. I tend to avoid stuff similar to what I'm working on. I make assumptions - If there's no word count, maybe it's too long. I know a lot of the fics I skip for these reasons must be fantastic. Assumptions I experience - I've seen very popular fics in the wild that strike me as dark, creepy, or pervy but aren't tagged that way. So some things that are tagged dark, etc., including plenty of mine, might not be dark in the way people assume based on their own ideas, or based on what others do tag. Also some people think I only write dark when sometimes it's just horny (see master list).

I've sometimes found myself thinking "It sucks more people don't read this bc i bet they would enjoy it" (not just my own fics). It might sound egotistical but I think it's often true.

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Of course I want engagement because that means more people reading something which can mean more interaction, discussion, learning what you liked, what you think, etc. that's what I love.

But notes aren't rly near the top of what I care about, even though it does feel great to get them and I truly appreciate every single one.

Night walks doesn't get nearly as many notes as some of my other stuff, especially these days, but it's fun to write and I like to feed his feral fans who only get more into him with time. Same with raider: among those who do read and engage, I sense rising enthusiasm, thirst, and rate of falling in love with him (my bad). That's all worth more than 1000 likes to me. I have a good time writing these guys, so I write them more than other ones that get way more notes 🤷. I'm not saying notes don't matter at all, I know they affect exposure and engagement. But if just did what gets notes, I don't think I'd have such high quality engagement bc I'd just bang out more stuff with the most popular tropes instead of our fave Joels and those destined to become our faves bc they offer something special.

My outlook was the same before I had so many followers btw. Rock Bottom (22k) was what I felt like writing, still more ambitious than anything I've done in the Halloween fandom. I was disappointed it got way less attention than my one shots, but I know it's a banger, just certainly not for everyone lol.

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I'm sorry for what you're experiencing and feeling, but I think it's very common and hope you can reframe it to not feel inadequate. I especially hope it doesn't discourage you from writing. ❤️

[nomsfaultau]

ask being weird again

wlwdwtys asked: (Potentially) Daily ask №7 Locations edition!

How well do you envision the locations when you write? How much do you think them through? Does every location has a geographical position?

What's your favourite location to write? Maybe it's pretty or has symbolical significance or you just like the idea?

Do you tend to make your charactes interact with the environment a lot? During fights as well, cause it can be quite an interesting thing to take into consideration while strategising?

What are the fault crew comfort places if they have any? Besides Wilbur, I know he's a damn immigrant to wherever he goes /j

Where do you tend to write? Like, in your bed/at work/a desk?

Bonus question not relating to the theme: You mentioned that Wilbur can speak all languages?? Including mole language somehow? How- why? Also it's just so funny to me for some reason cause I imagine cursing him out in russian, polish, french, Ukrainian and English at the same time and him just getting it. (I speak all those languages partially just wanted to show off. Still. Ты крутой, чел ♡)

Oh hoho ho. Boy do I! The Foundation site in modeling Fault off of is site 81, which is a subterranean location partially beneath a lake near Bloomsville, Indiana. Hence why the Ranboo incident takes place in the Marengo Caverns, because the only thing you can do in Indiana is a cave I guess. So the fact it was a hewwo Obama joke was not my fault! I’ve also come up with a general floor plan for the Foundation:

For the upper floor where actual human stuff happens. Then below with a few flights to map out plot events. They get darker lower down.

I also have a general idea where Rosalind’s house is in Bloomsville, and where her family is living near Chicago, which the guys head to eventually. Chicago was chosen bc at their pace it would take approximately a month to get there (time necessary for plot point) and I picked the area based on demographic distribution statistics. I plotted out their on foot route including partial driving time, diversions, getting loss, how frequently they need to steal supplies, following rivers, calculating hiking and resting speed, etc to the point where google maps stopped letting me plot more stops. All this for….uh. Occasionally referencing a town name and knowing how long the travel takes. Also useful for knowing what they can potentially forage tho!

Some places are far less pinpointed on a map, like Tubbos’ childhood home, though it’s also pretty vivid to me. Other places that are brief settings tend to have less detail unless it’s important tho.

2. I love describing literally anything in nature, which really shines through with Tommy’s obsession with the stars, Tubbos’ flower stuff/Hive tree, The Blade in WHiT Cliffs. Which sucks because I only realized how much I like writing nature stuff after like a year and a half of the entire setting being in grey halls and white rooms. But it becomes a really nice symbol of freedom from the Foundation, so I think it’s worth it.

3. In part 2, the environment very much comes into play. Not that it doesn’t have significance in the first part with things like Tommy’s door, or the corridors of the Foundation being a huge influence in the amnestic arc culmination, but there’s a lot more variety once they’re out. The outside offers them freedom, and certain types of protection, but it also offers its own threats and vulnerabilities. Like, surviving in the arcadia is a big part of part two, how to get food, how to avoid infections, how to hide. Plus fight scene stuff like you mentioned. If Wilbur has shade or not can shape his strategy, or like Philza having a harder time flying in trees than Tubbo does, if there’s a place to shelter Tommy and Tubbo in or not, etc. And The Blade’s powers are nearly tailor made for environmental based fighting. Random trees/ceilings falling and unfortunate lightning strikes in a storm are his bread and butter. Plus just yeeting trees at people. (…not full trees he’s not THAT strong but still)

4. Tubbos’ is the Hive tree hands down. That’s very much explored in chp 5/WHiT Croplands, but it’s like where all their hives were, massive oak tree, over flowering year round. Very warm and happy place for them. Tommy yearns for his room. To just flounce on his bed and sink in. I also imagine he really liked school since that’s where his friends were. The rest it’s more difficult because they’re all pretty nomadic. The Blade’s would be crashing at one of his college friends’ houses. Like make no mistake it’s a hovel, but it’s still comfortable to him to chill on a stained carpet and eat a slice of pizza with Averil while chatting about video games. It’s the closest thing to a real home he’s ever had. Wilbur…I don’t know. Everything feels temporary to it. He’s never considered a place his. And on the flip side, Philza’s had so many loved places over the years, and his favorite spot of all is right beside his Collected.

Funny how they all seem to be yearning for home.

5. In bed for the vast majority, though sometimes at work. Last summer the answer was literally anywhere since I had no phone access and would pour everything into a small notebook. Alas my current job is far more hands on.

6. There is no reason for the void to speak English, and due to the variety of creatures in there it made sense to me that they had an infinite number of usually evil languages, which Wilbur would need to know how to speak to communicate. So Wilbur can speak all languages especially the dark forbidden ones. Actually it’s its main source of education beyond Phil and eldritch secrets, since Wil instantly knows the definitions of all words…if not necessarily the context or how it’s applicable. Leads to some very strange conclusions. Also most void languages aren’t usually possible with a human tongue, so Wil’s biology actually can stretch to accommodate in some. Well unfortunate ways usually, but hey! Bonus language to talk to Tubbo and Philza with! If cursed out in all those impressively known languages…he wouldn’t register it as different from a normal tongue lashing. Wilbur doesn’t understand that humans experience language barriers because “what do you mean? Isn’t it just a different accent of Human?” This was not helped by the number of languages, many dead or severely out of date, that Phil speaks.

bonus: The Blade learned to speak English from the voices. Now why do they speak English? Uhhh well The Blood God picked California and was like ‘hey I’ll make it easier for my vessel by localizing the language of the voices.’ And then picked. A pig. Which are notorious for only speaking pig Latin.

I suppose I’ll sign off in the only other language I speak: y’all best take care now, yah hear!?

[kakushigotofanclub]

Can I ask you about your wips? I'm curious

Oh boy you're so going to regret asking me this but THANK YOU SO MUCH I have been DYING to babble about all my wips

Enjoy this weirdly organized and non-exhaustive "list"

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The big one is Burning Bridges, which I have a whopping 25,000+ words written for already. Here's the summary:

After Muzan is defeated, Inosuke doesn’t know what to do with himself, feeling unable to either adapt to his new life or return to his old one. Restless and frustrated, when he comes across a chance to go back to demon slaying, he can’t refuse. But getting stuck in an alternate timeline in which Tanjiro became the Demon King was not exactly what Inosuke had in mind.

But, uh. I really don't know if I'm ever going to finish and post it, and tbh the main reason is kind of petty lol...like, a couple years ago I used to get tons of comments on ao3 and lately I just barely get any feedback anymore. I kinda don't want to post anything I've worked really hard on to avoid getting my feelings hurt. I'd be happy to talk about it, though, if anyone's interested.

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Another multi-chapter fic I will never post but would love to ramble about is A Couple of Bad Ideas and a Shot in the Dark, which is a KnY rewrite that takes place in the MHA universe. Although, this one is abandoned because I got too invested in a side-plot and literally forgot what I was actually going to do with the story.

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I've also got one called Smother, which I do fully intend on finishing and posting someday! I don't have an official summary for it but it's about Obanai living with the Rengokus right after he was rescued. Here's a piece from the scene where Kyojuro and Obanai meet for the first time:

“Hi! Why are your eyes two different colors? Where did you get your pet snake? Are snakes your favorite animal? My favorite animal is a cat. Or maybe a dog. Or an owl. I don't know, I can't pick! How old are you? I'm eleven years and five months and two weeks and six days old, which means I’m almost eleven and a half. What's your snake's name? Oh, and what's your name? My name is Rengoku Kyojuro. Do you have any-" "Kyojuro." The man who saved Obanai glared at a person that looked exactly like him except smaller and way more annoying. “Give it a rest. I don’t think he’s in the mood for making friends right now. Just shut up.”

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I have another fic about Obanai and the Rengokus—modern au, no summary but I think the plot can be summed up in this excerpt and the fact that I headcanon Obanai with ARFID:

“No! I said I was going to take her to her favorite restaurant,” Obanai exhaled sharply. “So I’m going to take her to her favorite restaurant.” He hesitated, gaze cast downwards. “That’s why I’m here. I wanted your…help.” “Of course!” Kyojuro exclaimed enthusiastically. “With what, exactly?” Obanai crossed his arms, refusing to meet eyes with Kyojuro. His face was red and he mumbled his next words: “I have to be able to eat food from there without gagging or freaking out by next week.”

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Then my reincarnation AU called Da Capo Al Fine, which I've posted a few excerpts from before—basically, everyone reincarnates a hundred years later and Tanjiro and Giyuu are the only ones who remember their past lives. Honestly this one I feel like would just be a pain to actually write the whole fic the way I have it in my head lol. I might write one-shots for it, though, idk.

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That's. Not everything but I think I've probably talked for long enough now 😅

[halofcrged]

RULES.

            going to try and keep this pretty simple & straightforward.

I.  You must be 18+ to interact with me. I am 42 years old.

            There will be not safe for work content on this blog of the sexual and potentially of the graphic violence nature.  I do tag everything that might be triggering and am happy to tag whatever you ask me to so long as I remember!

                            I ask that you tag any visuals containing spiders with spider tw* spiders tw* arachnophobia tw* etc etc and yes, I know it’s a weird one but anything about the taste of soap or eating soap is a trigger so just tag it with soap tw* or penny don’t look* as I have that blacklisted too.  I don’t have any triggering fcs or what not.

II. This blog is multi-ship, multi-verse, crossover & au friendly.  

          Every ship is in its’ own verse unless previously discussed with all parties.  Every thread or set of threads takes place in its own universe unless previously discussed with all parties.

III.  I write anything from one-liners to novellas, it really just depends on life, my headspace, how much sleep I’ve been getting, how much else I have going on in real life, etc.

IV. My activity is NOT consistent.  I am infamous for blog hopping.  I have literally replied to some starters / replies two years+ after they were originally written.  I am not fast.  If I am fast, it’s by some small miracle and perfect storm of brain, muse and free time.  It will not last.

V.  I have kids, cats and dogs; I am in college, I have a household to take care of and I have many physical and mental handicaps that can affect my ability to function and write, including but not limited to rheumatoid arthritis, osteoarthritis, spinal stenosis, ganglion cysts, torn meniscus, migraines, hypothyroidism, PMDD, nerve damage, herniated disc, ADHD, depression, anxiety, C-PTSD and severe insomnia.  

                          Roleplay is something I do for fun.  

                                  If it isn’t fun, I don’t do it.  

                                         If it’s stressing me out, I’ll avoid it.  

VI. I do graphic commissions.  

          I run @tuppencetrinkets where I post the millions of screencaps and 200x100 icons that I make.  The resources are free but donations are always appreciated as I pay about $40 in hosting / program fees a month.   My commissions are always pay what you can.  I hate setting prices because I want everyone to have pretties if they want them and I don’t know what anyone can afford at any given time.  I do everything from base icons to edited icons, backgrounds, headers, dividers, promos, videos, you name it.  I try to be quick with turnaround but again – sometimes I just can’t be.

VII.  I am fine with plotting things out in advance or winging it.  I really don’t care, whatever you are more comfortable with is fine with me.

               I like all kinds of plots.  I like fluffy things, slice of life, broships, frenemies, enemies, familial, found family, long arcing, one shot throwaway, dark and twisted, you name it plots.  I will not write n*ncon or anything nsfw themed /even hinted at with minor characters and I won’t write any explicit child death etc. but most everything else is fair game.

VIII.  You can throw a million memes at me any time you want to.

IX.  You can throw any and all starters at me any time you want to.

                I’m not necessarily mutual exclusive but I don’t guarantee I’ll respond to memes or starters from non-mutual blogs.

X. I use icons, headers, promos etc. that I make myself 99% of the time.  Please do not use any of my edited graphics.  All base icons I use are free and available on my resource blog.  

XI. I use small text and my icons are 200x100 with empty space to make them 540x130 so that they don’t stretch out on mobile.  I prefer not heavily edited replies in terms of font variance and colors but really don’t care that much.

XII.  I’ve probably forgotten relevant things but, who knows.

XIII.  No drama.  Period.  I’m not interested.  

XIV.  I’m here for fun.  I’m really pretty easy going.  If you have any questions feel free to toss them into my inbox!

[crawsley]

jamie trevor he/him lesbians?

ohhh. this is just the same snippet i wrote from a prompt on here, and i'm not sure how i was thinking of expanding it? bc the basic premise is just omega dyke jamie x doe eyed straight girl omega trevor?? where trevor's mildly trying to bait jamie into fucking her but it's not working bc jamie knows better than to fuck straight girls. (she does not, and it's working very well). not even sure there's a plot here, here's a bit of it bc i can't find the original post...

It’s not like Jamie’s trying to stare at Trevor like a pervert, but it’s kind of hard to avoid when he’s wearing the cute little leggings he bought recently. Jamie’s not sure where he gets them, like it can’t be from the same omega section Jamie buys his from, right? Like, they look similar to his, superficially. But there’s no way that Jamie’s leggings cling quite so tightly to his hips, or outline both his cock and his pussy in semi-sheer fabric the way Trevor’s always seem to.

Jamie has various cock-related woes that make at least two layers of coverage necessary for public decency, which might be the norm for alphas but very much isn’t for omegas, so he has to pay attention to this stuff. He’s always been a tomboy, too, even before he figured out he was a lesbian. Never super interested in dressing girly, even though he likes it when other omegas do.

Trevor doesn’t even wear shorts over top of his leggings, like any proper omega would. Trevor isn’t proper in literally any sense of the word but he does have weird bursts of prudery, that generally manifest themselves via him stringing some poor alpha along for a couple months, pretending at courtship.

Jamie doesn’t know for sure, but he’s almost positive that Trevor’s way too much of a slut for that to work, in the short or long term. And he’s continually proven right when Trevor breaks it off with whoever he’s with about three months in, when questions about spending heats together start to get more pressing.

But, Jamie thinks, eyes on Trevor’s ass in his little leggings, recently it’s almost seemed like Trevor’s been, hm. Jamie can’t articulate it to himself even in his own mind but Trevor’s been acting differently towards him.

Flirtier, for one thing.

Jamie wouldn’t have thought it was possible before the past couple weeks, but Trevor’s been hanging all over him, climbing into his lap and cuddling down into him like a complete tart. Wearing fewer and fewer clothes when they’re sharing a hotel room, and staying naked and in Jamie’s face basically the entire time they’re in the locker room together.

And it’s not like Trevor doesn’t know Jamie’s only interested in other omegas, like Jamie’d come out to him a couple months into the last season, when covid restrictions finally loosened up enough for Jamie to bring someone home to the little apartment they shared with two other rookies. The situation had been getting kind of dire, and Jamie’d found himself eyeing Trevor speculatively, which, when you’re considering fucking your straight teammate, it’s a sign it’s time to get laid.

They’re the only two left in the game of knockout, most of the other guys having either gotten bored and left, or been knocked out, but Trevor’s sneaky good and extremely competitive. He has his tongue poking out between his teeth, fully concentrating on the game, but at the same time. He’s bending over way further than he technically needs to to pick up the ball, and every time he does, he flashes Jamie just a hint of pussy, outlined perfectly through his leggings. It’s hot as hell and Jamie’s having a hard time making his shots, because all he can think about is how much he wants to put his face in that.

Jamie’s a pussyhound, he’ll admit it. No shame in the game.

By some miracle Jamie beats Trevor, knocks him out, and Trevor’s pouting and complaining like hell but he’s also coming in close, and looping his arms around Jamie’s neck.

The move probably works better on alphas who are taller than Trevor, but it’s still nice being this close to him.

Trevor’s tits feel pretty nice pressed up against Jamie’s, too.

“Well you won, huh,” Trevor says, voice breathier than usual, even though he still looks kind of annoyed at having lost. “Does that mean you get to choose your prize?”

“I don’t know about a prize,” Jamie says, slowly, but Trevor just laughs and snuggles his face in close to Jamie’s neck. He’d be scenting him for sure if he were actually interested in Jamie, but this is just like. Probably some fucked up NTDP-style bonding honestly.

“You won me Jim,” Trevor says, mouth moving against Jamie’s skin in a way that makes his cock twitch. He really needs to get laid. “You get to do what you want to me now, right?”

If Jamie didn’t know better, he’d swear that he could smell Trevor getting wet. But that isn’t possible, is it? As far as Jamie knows, as far as Trevor has told him, Trevor isn’t even interested in omegas. Like, he’d said those words to Jamie, explicitly.

Jamie’s annoyed all of a sudden. He’s a lot of things, but one thing he isn’t is down to be a straight girl’s experiment, especially when that straight girl is the goddamn future face of his franchise.

So can you really blame him if he grabs Trevor’s ass, rough enough that he squeaks and rocks forward on his toes? It just presses his tits tighter against Jamie, so he isn’t complaining.

“Whatever I want,” Jamie says, not a question, and gropes Trevor again just to hear him make that noise again. This time he gets some pussy when he grabs his ass, and Trevor straight up moans, loud and surprised.

“What I want,” Jamie says, tucking his mouth in close to Trevor’s temple, and feels him shiver in Jamie’s arms. “Is to go get ready for our game tonight.”

Jamie can feel Trevor opening his mouth to argue, say something annoying, Jamie just knows, so he does the only thing he can think of and smacks his ass. Hard.

Trevor moans again, even more shocked than before, and his eyes are wide when Jamie gently shoves him away.

Jamie grabs him by the shoulder and turns him around, so he’s pointing in the direction of the locker rooms, and smacks his ass again. Both to get Trevor moving and because he kind of can’t help it.

“Go on, get,” Jamie says, and Trevor does what he’s told for once in his life, floating towards the locker room like he’s in a haze.

Jamie lets himself wallow in his own smugness for like half a second before he follows, tugging at his shorts a little. Trevor isn’t the only one who was affected by whatever the hell just happened.

[threebetrayals]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( REPOST DO NOT REBLOG ! )

✿ NAME:    grey ✿ PRONOUNS:    they/them ✿ PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION:    discord’s always infinitely better than tumblr ims, but i actively use both ✿ NAME OF MUSE(S):    scaramouche/kunikuzushi/kabukimono/shouki no kami/wanderer wow god he’s got a lot of names for someone with literally no true name. i also have 4 other blogs of muses but i won’t list them all here lmao

✿ EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?):    christ. uh. i’m not even sure, but it’s definitely over 10 years. we?? might even be approaching 15 at this point??? i’m fandom grandpa ok

✿ PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED:    forums, dreamwidth, little bit of discord, but i’ve always come back to the hellsite that is tumblr.

✿ BEST EXPERIENCE:    i don’t have only one, i’ve had a LOT of amazing experiences in rp over the years. discovering the tumblr rp scene with my qp partner, writing all assortment of character dynamics & relationships with said qp partner, creating two ocs entirely for the fictional world he created, meeting some really amazing people who’ve followed me across all number of blogs regardless of fandom & muse (s/o to rook, holly, & reiikon honestly, i do not Deserve), playing in some really great panfandom games back in my time on dreamwidth & getting some character friendships i never thought i needed out of them, and... most recently, losing my mind over kazu/scara with goose because that’s already like, my favourite thing to happen on this blog ok

✿ RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS:    mmm... my big dealbreakers are people who basically spam the dash with stupid levels of ooc (i’m fine with some spam!! but there is a point where i can’t handle it) or, worse, gifset after gifset after gifset. also obligatory drama mention, but i’ve been really fortunate to have avoided a lot of that sort of stuff for several years now.

✿ FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT:    i love writing all three, given the right muses & circumstances! but i’m forever a huge fuckin sucker for angst. i have a type when it comes to muses and it usually involves haunting trauma which i really love to dig into to explore them more as a character. muse/character exploration as a whole is the the biggest draw for me when it comes to rp, and i like to go DEEP.

✿ PLOTS OR MEMES:    i love a healthy mix of both!! plots are great for very specific things i want to have play out or explore, and that structure can be really nice. even just some plotted pre-established relationship before jumping into a thread goes a long way for me. memes on the other hand, i adore as well. prompts to respond to will forever be easier than writing a starter with little to nothing to go off of and honestly? i’ve discovered some interesting interactions/aspects of characters i didn’t expect through memes & memes turned into threads.

✿ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES:    not to call myself out or anything but i’m gonna go ahead and say both again. long replies will always be my top favourite because lord knows i can get really long-winded while writing. i love exploring a character’s thoughts & feelings in response to things and long replies will always be the best way to delve into those in as much depth as i like. short stuff can be good too though, given sometimes you wanna write but don’t have the energy for paragraph after paragraph lmao. plus?? there’s a lot of fun & silliness that can be had in shorter threads that i’ll never turn down.

✿ BEST TIME TO WRITE:    whenever i have the attention span. honestly though, that seems to be evenings for me, maybe with a little afternoon mixed in.

✿ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S):    uhhh... i won’t deny that i tend to pick up muses who i can relate to in some capacity. scara... i wouldn’t say i relate to him a TON, but we do share a sort of... lostness. i used to know what i wanted too, but things fell apart, as they do, and i still feel kinda just. lost in limbo. can also relate to wanting to stomp all over your emotions, so. yeAH LMAO if i’m like him at all, it’s in small ways.

tagged by:  the best goose @rosemourne tagging:  UHM. i never know who to tag. let’s see... @florafound, @chronal-anomaly, @luckuki, @alatusatlas, @lupusmatra, & anyone who’d like to be tagged?

[geminiamethyst]

Skyline Gang: Fears (Dude)

1shot stories list: click HERE

Fears Summary: click HERE

Sorry this one took a while. I had a small burnout so most of this story might not be that great.

This is the final segment for “Fears” and one of the preferences originally requested by one of my followers on Wattpad.

This is technically a sequel to Sprout’s fear as there is some continuity here. I just literally didn’t know how else to start this short story off.

“Why are we doing this again?” Misty asked bitterly, dust falling on her hair.

“Just need to clear some space.” Dude said with an eye roll. He had explained this more than once already. He’s convinced that she was doing this just to wind him up. Well he’s not taking the bait. Not after her most recent stunt. “Not to mention, you’re still grounded, Misty.”

“Misty, I get. But why me?” Sprout asked, his head popping out from behind a pile of boxes that he was behind.

“Because you were lazing around. Not to mention you were the only other person that I could grab in the house.” Dude sighed, also convinced that Sprout was trying to lure him into a separate windup. Wanting to avoid it, he picked up a hefty box after inspecting the contents. “Now shake a leg, you two. The faster we get this done, the sooner you can both get back to whatever it was that you were doing.”

The two complainers actually (and rather creepily) sighed in unison as they felt defeated. This wasn’t what they had planned this morning. After doing their morning routine in the Skyline, they were going to do what they originally planned: Misty was going to plot her revenge on Dude for her punishment for scaring Sprout, and meanwhile Sprout had planned to just laze around like Dude had accused him of doing. That was until Dude seemingly came out of nowhere and dragged them up to the attic. It was cluttered and needed a desperate clearing out. After all, the first and last time they attempted to clear it, was the day that Misty was accidentally created by Candi. That was several months ago. Better make a start while they had the time.

Honestly, Dude didn’t want Sprout near Misty this soon, but he didn’t feel like he had much choice. So long as he was keeping an eye on the pair, he hoped that nothing serious would happen. The least that could happen was them having an arguement that he could break up before it gets worse. They both thankfully kept their distance with Sprout on one side, Misty on the other and Dude right in the middle of this space. Keeping that in mind, Dude opened up another box to inspect the contents. Keep, donate or throw away? It all depends on the contents.

Up until then, neither Misty nor Sprout had been paying attention to what he was doing. Sprout was more focused on staying as far away from her as possible, whether she had a surprise spider on her or not. In all honesty, he considered it to a be a miracle that he hadn’t found a real life one yet. And Misty was far too wrapped up in her revenge planning, that she’s pretty much stopped working at this point and just braced herself for when Dude noticed her lack of work. They were brought back to earth when they heard Dude let out an exclamation of shock as he leaped back from the offending box.

That’s new. Dude doesn’t get scared that much.

“You okay Dude? You suddenly got jumpy like a kangaroo.” Sprout asked as he and Misty both approached the boy in question.

“Masks.“ Dude sighed, reaching into the box. He grabbed ahold of one of the said objects and pulled out a ferocious werewolf mask. “They made me jump a little.” Sprout and Misty looked inside the box too. So many masks! Animals, monsters, masks to slip on a face, masks to pull onto the head and even masquerade masks. Looking at a couple of them, especially the monster masks, it made sense for Dude to jump out of his skin.

“Do we even need all of these?” Misty asked, cautiously picking up a mask of a tiger.

“Maybe. But it’s worth checking their conditions, just in case any need to be thrown away.” Dude said, scratching his head. He placed the werewolf mask back in the box along with Misty tossing the tiger mask back into the box carelessly. Dude picked up the box without saying a word and took it away. Then an idea sparked inside Misty’s head. She had already planned her revenge. Now all she needs is an accomplice to pull it off.

And she had a feeling that she had the perfect one standing right next to her.

“You think he’s scared of masks?” Misty dropped her voice into a whisper. If Sprout is much of a slacker as she can be, then she had an inkling that he might want to pull a small revenge prank too.

“I don’t think so.” Sprout responded, unsure if he should answer any differently. He didn’t trust Misty as far as he could throw her after the spider incident. However, Dude was up here with him, so if Misty tried to pull another stunt, he’ll have some help.

“He did say that they’d made him jump.” Misty smirked. Come on. Take the bait. Take the hint.

“And he did say that we should check the condition of them.” Added Sprout, a childish glint shining in his eyes. Got him!

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” Misty continued to smirk.

“I hate to say it, but yes.” Sprout grinned a little before he faltered a little. “I hope.” His doubts didn’t matter. He’s in this now whether he liked it or not.

“Hey, you two.” Dude suddenly announced, approaching the pair. Sprout and Misty stood up straight, their mischievous looks were wiped away. “I’m glad that you’re suddenly getting along, but you need to keep working.”

“We will!” Sprout and Misty declared, splitting up to their original spots in the attic. Dude watched them back and forth for a second. That was…strange. One minute neither of them wanted to speak to each other. Then all of a sudden they were whispering something to each other. Maybe they were reconciling or agreeing on something? For once. Dude shook his head. So long as they don’t do anything stupid, everything should be fine.

Misty looked back at Dude quickly. He went back to looking at something else, not asking her nor Sprout anything else. She turned back to looking at a box in front of her, pretending to look inside it as she grinned devilishly.

The blue idiot didn’t suspect a thing! This revenge is going to be perfect!

She just needs to get hold of Sprout again when Sports Boy wasn’t hanging around to keep an eye on her. Will this extend her grounding? Probably. Will Dude keep hold of her spiders longer than he planned? Most likely. However, this revenge will be worth it.

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“Dude?”

Dude suddenly got wide awake. His body sprung up in shock for the sudden contact on his shoulder. He almost fell back in the chair that he was sitting. It would’ve happened if someone didn’t hold him still.

“What? What’s going on?” He asked automatically, looking around feverishly. Mimi was standing beside him, holding his chair still. She was the one who woke him up.

“Are you okay?” Mimi asked, taking everything in. She went looking for Dude, and found him slumped over his desk. Papers were in front of him, and a pen had slipped away from his hand from when he fell asleep. Was he doing some paperwork or something?

“Yeah. I must have dozed off.” Dude muttered, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. When did he fall asleep? And what was the time? He quickly checked the time on his phone. 3:36. He started looking at the paperwork at near 3pm. He probably slept halfway through. When he looked back up at Mimi, she looked concerned. Oh no. Did something happen? “What?”

“You’re shaking, Dude.” Mimi observed. Dude raised an eyebrow before putting down his phone. He laid out his hands flat and noticed a small tremor in them with a bit of surprise. “Please don’t tell me that you’ve been overworking yourself again.”

“No, I’ve been taking it easy. Well as easy as I can.” Dude sighed, giving a small shrug. He tried to think of something that could cause this sudden tiredness other than overworking. However, he couldn’t only think of one thing. “I just didn’t get a good sleep last night.”

“How come?” Mimi asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Just couldn’t settle. It happens.” Dude shrugged, pushing his chair back from the desk. He groaned as he stood up, a strain being felt in his back. “And now I’m paying the price with my back.” She didn’t know if it was meant to be humorous or not, but Mimi let out a small chuckle as Dude stretched his back. “Did you need me for something?”

“Just for you to socialise a bit.” Mimi smiled kindly. “Why don’t you take a break.” That wasn’t really an offer. More like an order, an instruction. To be honest, even if it was an offer, Dude wouldn’t argue against it.

“A break does sound good. Thanks, Mi.” He smiled a little, his back now feeling less sore. Should he really even call it a break? Technically he’s already taken one. Oh well, that didn’t matter, he can have a proper one. Mimi happened to spy on the desk as he loosened up his muscles. Only a couple of documents that he needed to read over before signing. Guess he was telling the truth about not overworking. So long as it doesn’t pile up, he should be fine. Everything seemed alright. At least Dude can stop for a few minutes. He’s been such a workaholic all day that it was a miracle that he’s stopped to eat lunch earlier today.

As Dude entered the den with Mimi behind him, he spotted almost everyone being there. The first person he spotted was Misty on the two person sofa. She had her feet up, blocking anyone else from sitting down next to her. Dude didn’t want to, but he still felt the need to keep an eye on her.

“Misty, put your feet down, please.” He calmly ordered. Misty rolled her eyes but complied with it. Mimi took her spot with Pip and Candi. All three girls continued to have their gossip from before Mimi left to look for Dude. Bud was sitting by the coffee table as he upgraded his tablet. Rainbow was lying down beside him, his head being absentmindedly stroked. Sprout was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he’s taking a nap? Again. At least everything seemed peaceful right now.

“By the way, Dude, what are you most afraid of?” Misty suddenly asked.

“Why?” Dude asked back. He had a bad feeling about this. He honestly suspected that Misty might be planning something. It wouldn’t surprise him if she wanted to scare him as some kind of revenge for making her working in the attic today.

“Just curious.” Misty smirked.

“There’s very little that scares me.” Dude sighed. Don’t fall into the trap. Stall her. Maybe trick her into thinking that something else scares him.

“Other than witch doctors?” Misty continued to smirk, faking a surprised reaction. Dude rolled his eyes a little. He’s not afraid of witch doctors. He just gets a bit jumpy around them. “Like what?”

“Like-” Dude was ready to give a quick quip. Just anything to get Misty to back off.

“CAW! CAW!”

Dude turned around at the noise, and was met with what looked like a beak and feathers. At that instant, he suddenly flew into a panic. He let out an uncharacteristically loud, high pitched scream and his body sprung off the sofa. His actions and voice were so sudden that everyone but Misty jumped. He even scared Rainbow, causing the poor dog to leap out of the room. As everyone started looking at the source of the panic, Misty started cackling in delight. And much to everyone’s shock, so was Sprout. It turned out that it was him that scared Dude. He was wearing a mask of what appeared to be a black coloured bird, like a crow or a raven. He had collected it from the box that Dude had uncovered in the attic. He could’ve gone with a monster, but he wasn’t that mean. He’s not that much like Misty in this instance. So he thought that an animal one shouldn’t cause too much trouble. Still though, he wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction.

“You screamed like a little girl!” Sprout wheezed out between his laughter, holding his stomach.

“That’s not funny Sprout!” Candi scolded, appalled by her brother’s behaviour. She wasn’t the only one disappointed by him. Aside from Misty, nobody found the whole jump-scare funny.

“I recorded it! That was brilliant!” Misty cackled, holding up her phone. How was she able to hide that with Dude sitting next to her?

“They actually worked together?” Bud asked, desperately shaking off the shock.

“Uh oh! Lethal combination!” Pip muttered, unimpressed herself by this sudden development. She was even a little bit scared. Mimi rolled her eyes. She had a feeling that both Misty and Sprout would get a scolding from Dude about this prank. However, just as she thought that, she gazed over at where Dude had leapt to. And her heart stopped.

“Dude?” She gasped, standing up in an instant. The laughter froze as she spoke. All eyes fell on Dude. He was quite literally almost completely frozen in fright. He had curled up into a ball as if he was trying to make himself as small as possible. His eyes were unfocused, staring at nothing in particular. Sweat dripped from his unreadable face as his body trembled. His breathing was irregular, short bursts of breath so fast that his vision started to blur. His face was a ghostly pale shade, his blood running cold. Nearly everyone became scared themselves. Pip and Candi stood up as Bud stumbled to his feet thanks to the pins and needles in them. Sprout fidgeted nervously. He expected to give Dude a fright. But just something to make him jump, him screaming was a small bonus. However, he didn’t want this. Misty was indifferent. She just had her arms crossed and even rolled her eyes a little. Dude was just playing around. Any second now, he’ll be laughing and saying something like “gotcha”.

“Rainbow, here boy!” Bud called out, seemingly to be the only one with a cool head. Rainbow had scampered off thanks to Sprout and Misty’s prank, but hopefully he’ll come back. And he had better. Bud didn’t see another way to help calm the situation. If Dude doesn’t start calming down and getting his breathing steady, there’s a possibility that he’ll put himself in more trouble. Rainbow hesitantly poked his head in. He perked up immediately when he saw the problem. Carefully and as quietly as he could, he walked up to Dude. He let out a quiet whine. He had a feeling that if Dude didn’t notice him approaching, he might get scared if the large dog suddenly touched him without a warning. No reaction. If anything, Dude’s breathing became worse, as if he was suffocating.

“He’s not calming down…” Candi whimpered, taking a step forward.

“Give him a minute.” Pip spoke up, gently pulling the pink girl back. The last thing Dude needed was suddenly touching him while he was having a panic attack. Rainbow remained as patient as always. He let out another whine. This time the noise seemed to have caught Dude’s attention. His body flinched from the sound, his head snapping up as if it was jerked upwards by a string. His eyes were still glossy. Is he trying to remember where he is? And who is with him?

A shaky hand rose, reaching out. Rainbow brought himself forward, making contact with the limb that stretched out for him. The air was wracked with tension, but now it appeared to start calming down. Once Dude made contact with Rainbow’s fur, his heart started slowing down, no longer thumping in his ears. His stomach became more settled, no longer having the urge to throw up. Almost like a child, he carefully latched onto Rainbow, almost burying his face into the orange fur.

“Dude, it’s okay.” Mimi whispered, taking careful steps towards Dude. No one stopped her; Dude appeared to be in a safer position to have someone approach him. When she sat down next to him, he didn’t push her away. Same thing for when she placed a hand on his back. A small but noticeable flinch, nothing more. Pip and Candi exchanged a look before splitting off to different parts of the house. One to the kitchen, the other to an airing cupboard. That left Bud in charge. He monitored Dude’s heart rate through an app on his smartwatch. It was still racing, but thankfully started to show signs of slowing down. Hugging Rainbow appeared to have significant effects. The canine in question carefully laid down, allowing Dude to almost drape over him as he was being hugged. Pip came back, holding a cool glass of water. At the same time Candi also returned, carrying a blue blanket.

“Misty, delete the video.” Bud said sternly.

“Seriously? Dude’s just being a big baby. He’s fine.” Misty rolled her eyes. She briefly wondered how many hits she’ll get on social media for this video. It would certainly make Dude a laughing stock.

“Now! Misty!” Bud shouted, reaching a rare point for him to lose his temper. Is this what it feels like when telling Misty off? How can Dude stand it? Well it was more than enough to get Misty to comply. She wasn’t happy about it, but she had a feeling that she’d be in more trouble if she didn’t. Sprout kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to make this any worse by saying his excuses. For a long time, no one moved too much nor spoke. It was like time had slowed down completely from how quiet the room was. The only obvious sound was Dude breathing heavily. The air felt hot and cold at the same time from the anticipation. Hearts were beating together in unison, with Dude’s being the only one that was slightly offbeat.

Finally, Dude shifted from his awkward lying position. His moments were slow as he pushed himself off of Rainbow. Candi resisted the urge to rush forward. With small ballerina like steps, she tip toed to Dude. She held out the blanket, which Mimi carefully took. Once she wrapped it around his shoulders like a cloak, he looked dazed again. He watched her for a moment before recognition dawned over him. Memories of where he is and what had happened slowly came back to him.

“I’m alright…” he spoke up, his voice so quiet that everyone barely picked up on it.

“Are you sure?” Bud asked, his voice as level headed as possible. He watched his smartwatch for a few more seconds. Heart rate has returned to normal. In terms of the heart, Dude was out of the danger zone.

“Just…” Dude muttered, holding the blanket around him. He couldn’t bring himself to say more. He just felt too tired. As Mimi rubbed his tense back, he couldn’t help but lean into the soothing touch. When Pip offered out the glass of water, he took slow sips from it. Just stay calm. Get it together. Just anything to not get into another panic like that. The last time he was like that was when he was a kid.

“I didn’t think that I would frighten him that much…it’s just a mask…” Sprout said, apologetically. Guilt ate away at his insides as he gazed down at the mask. It wasn’t like it was a monster themed mask; in theory, it shouldn’t have terrified Dude that much.

“Sprout, it’s not masks that I’m afraid of.” Dude confessed, his voice still quiet. He took another deep breath, more shame washing over him as he could no longer look at anyone in the room. “It’s birds.”

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Once he had calmed down more, Dude took himself off to the basketball court. He didn’t tell anyone, but he had a feeling that if they wanted him, they’d know where to find him. If it’s not the basketball court, it’s the beach and vice versa. It wasn’t really much of a surprise to those that knew him well enough. Just somewhere to clear his mind and distract him from his previous fright. In all honesty, he was surprised that he wanted to go outside. Then again, he believed that he can be a little more calm in the fresh air. Just so long as a bird doesn’t go near him, he should be fine. Some of the others weren’t sure if he’ll be okay outside, but he was able to convince them to leave him be for ten minutes or so. Plus Rainbow pretty much forced himself to go along with Dude just to keep an eye on him.  Dude didn’t have a problem with that. He was grateful that his friends cared, but a part of him felt like they shouldn’t have to worry that much about him.

In regard to Misty and Sprout, once he was in a stable enough state, Dude did want them to face some consequences. Misty was very non apologetic. She even had the audacity to ask Bud if he could recover the video that he made her delete. She didn’t think that Dude would make her grounding any worse; having her spiders taken away from her was bad enough. However, he did make it worse for her. He assigned her to help cleaning the toilets in the Skyline, both public and private, for a week. It took everything that everyone had to not burst out laughing at the face that Misty pulled. Sprout got off a little more lightly. He was the only one of the pair that was genuinely sorry and wanted to make things right. He even offered to donate or throw away the bird mask just to give Dude some peace of mind. Dude can honestly say that he’s not angry at Sprout. He had a feeling that Misty coerced Sprout into this prank, and he didn’t even know about Dude’s fear of birds in the first place. However he was still grounded a little; two days of cleaning the garden after Rainbow. He accepted that, he believed that he deserved it after all.

Bounce, bounce, throw!

Dude had aimed. To him it was perfect. Normally, the ball would’ve fallen into the basket. From where he was standing, in any normal game, he would’ve gotten three points. However, instead of getting the points, the ball bounced off the edge of the hoop. Okay, no problem. It happens sometimes. Can’t get it right all the time. Just try to calm down.

Bounce. Bounce. Throw!

Missed again. This time the ball hit the backboard. What’s wrong with him?! Boy he was glad that things have quietened down around the Skyline. The last thing he needed was a random guest to see him mess up this badly. At least Rainbow wasn’t criticising his bad throws.

Deep breath. Stay calm.

Stuff like this happens every now and then. Just get it together.

Try again!

Bounce! Bounce! THROW!

The ball again hit the hoop. The metal rattled harshly, the sound reverberating from the impact. With the angle that it was hit and with how much power Dude put in the throw, the ball ricocheted right back at him. Dude let out a small gasp before he ducked to avoid the projectile. He felt a breeze rush over his head and heard the ball bounce along the ground.

Deep breath. Just calm down.

Okay, maybe there was something wrong…

How much strength did he put into that throw this time?!

It was rare for him to get that frustrated, especially when playing his favourite sport. Maybe he should’ve gone to the beach after all. He can still go. It wasn’t like anything needed his immediate detention other than that paperwork. He can work on that tonight or tomorrow morning. Taking another deep breath, Dude turned around, intending to find the basketball. Instead, he was met with Mimi standing a fair distance from him. She was standing next to Rainbow as if the canine had escorted her to the court, and had the basketball in her hands. Did she see his “temper tantrum”? Great…

Just keep calm. Play it off as if everything is still okay.

“How are you doing?” Mimi asked, staying where she was.

“I’m fine now.” Dude didn’t hesitate in answering. Just stay cool. Play it off as if everything is okay.

“Are you sure?” Mimi asked, completely unconvinced. Yep, she knows. She knows that something is wrong. If she saw that last throw then that was all the proof that she needed.

“Mi, I’m fine. I promise.” Dude sighed, gently taking the basketball back from her hands. Just keep it together. Just don’t have another powerful throw like that. He started walking back to the basket, bouncing the ball in time with his steps. His movements were slow, no longer filled with the enthusiasm that he always displayed with his favourite sport. Not to mention, if Mimi looked carefully enough, she could see that he was still shaking. He’s lying. And the worst thing is that Mimi had an inkling that he knew that she knew about it. Mimi looked down at Rainbow. Rainbow was shaking his head, disappointment practically radiating off of him. Even the dog has picked up on the situation. Mimi took a deep breath.

Just gently edge away at it, get to the bottom of this thing.

“How did it happen? This fear of birds.” Mimi asked. Okay, maybe it wasn’t as gentle as she originally intended. However, if she didn’t start nipping this in the bud, Dude will continue to keep growing weeds in order for her to not reach the truth.

“Does it matter?” Dude asked back, stopping in his tracks.

“Just trying to help.” Mimi reasoned, staying patient. Rainbow let out a desperate whine. Even if Dude can’t see it, he can feel the big eyes that Rainbow was giving him. Silence swept the court now that the ball was no longer bouncing. In all honesty, it was like there was this pressure from opposite sides. One pushing to tell the truth, and the other pushing to keep hiding. Just a battle of will against instincts at this point. It was so fierce that it was ripping Dude to pieces. In the end, one side finally won.

“I was a kid.” Dude started after taking a deep breath. He started walking towards the hoop again, bouncing the ball as an automatic reflex. “Some bullies pushed me over, held me down, covered me in birdseed and then the next thing I knew I was mobbed by pigeons. Had to go to the hospital to get checked out. Been scared ever since. End of story.”

“So every time a bird goes near you, that’s why you try to avoid it or freeze up.” Mimi mused over. She expected this phobia to be from childhood, just not like this. When Dude stopped walking, she started to calmly stride over to him. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Didn’t seem important until now.” Dude said, his tone becoming harsh. Not towards Mimi, but to himself. He clenched the basketball so hard in his hands that it was threatening to burst. “Besides, I’m the one that is supposed to protect all of you! I can’t do that if I’m scared of something so stupid!”

Without aiming or any form of warning, Dude threw the ball at the hoop one last time. It hit the backboard a second time. Again, the force was so strong that the board shook from it and the ball was launched back. Thankfully, Dude didn’t need to duck down this time. However, Mimi barely had enough time to catch it. The moment she had it in her hands, she stumbled back a little. Luckily she didn’t fall backwards.

Dude couldn’t believe it. He was honestly horrified upon seeing that. If Mimi hadn’t caught that, she could’ve been hit in the head or worse. He needs to control that throw of his otherwise it could land him in trouble one day. He rushed over to Mimi, ready to apologise and ask if she was alright. However, before he could open his mouth, Mimi placed a finger on his lips. Rainbow watched intently, curiosity peaking inside of him. This could go either way for the two. He only hoped for a very positive outcome. Dude blinked a few times as his eyes shifted back and forth between Mimi’s hand and the fashionista herself. Either she was going to shout at him for being reckless, or she was going to continue to be patient with him. Mimi took a deep breath, as if to compose herself.

“Dude, it’s okay.” She finally said, retracting her finger away from Dude. “We’ve told you before that you don’t have to worry about us so much.”

“Can’t help it. It’s my job to worry.” Dude sighed hopelessly. His eyes landed on the basketball in Mimi’s hands. He reached over to take it back, when Mimi suddenly pulled it away from him. He was a little surprised, feet feeling like they were glued to the ground. Mimi looked between him and the ball before a small, playful smile tugged at his lips.

“Then you’re fired from that position.” She teased, stepping backwards with a small bounce in her steps. Dude wants to play around like that, then two can play at this game.

“Okay, first of all, that’s travelling. That’s an illegal move in basketball.” Dude curtsied but Mimi could hear the change of tone in his voice. The evidence before her shined brighter when she saw a small smile on his face as he launched toward her. “And second, I object!”

“Double fired.” Mimi grinned, sidestepping out of the way as Dude tried to make a grab for the ball.

“I object to infinity and beyond and back.” Dude grinned back, once again lunging at her with the intent on align the ball back. Mimi dodged again. All that dancing on stage for the shows really helped her out.

“And I take that and times my firing of you by a hundred.” She smirked, refusing to back down from this game.

“Let’s stop otherwise we’ll be here all day.” Dude spoke up a little seriously. However, he was still smiling.

“So you give up?” Mimi teased, finally standing still. Dude walked up to her, trying to fight back the smile as best he could. Mimi hoped that he would say yes and let his defences down for a little bit. She hoped that he will allow the help to make him feel better. He got close to her face, causing her cheeks to turn pink.

What’s he doing? Is he going to kiss me?! It would be nice but…what if I’m not ready?!

Mimi was cruelly snapped out of her thoughts when the basketball was plucked away from her hands.

“Nope.” He said bluntly, while carrying a little bit of smugness in his voice. Mimi couldn’t stop herself from pouting. How dare he?! He made her flustered on purpose! Dude slyly grinned as he walked backwards. He felt a little better after that little game of cat and mouse. Maybe he’ll be able to shoot a hoop this time. He spun on his heels, only to nearly crash into something orange.

“Rainbow!” He exclaimed, flinching back from the orange dog. “Geez, warn me next time. I nearly tripped over you.”

“Bird!” Rainbow suddenly whined.

“What?” Dude whimpered. He could feel his blood draining from his face. He looked around Rainbow and his body started to shake again. A pigeon must have taken advantage of the games being away from the basket and decided to scour the ground. Dude wanted to walk away but again his feet had this feeling of being glued to the ground. His voice came out as a whimper, just barely getting the words out. “Rainbow, scare it off, please.”

Request granted! No one, human or animal, scares Rainbow’s humans and gets away with it!

A small growl as a warning. However, the bird didn’t seem to listen. Must have turned its ears off. So Rainbow took the offensive. He let out a huge bark and charged. That did the trick. For the most part. The bird flew away alright, scaring some feathers off of it. However, it was like the animal started to play the blame game, in a way. It changed course and flew right at Dude. He let out a small scream, the basketball being dropped from his hands. He ducked down, avoiding pigeon as it came towards him. Thankfully it changed courses and went the other way as it flew off. It disappeared in the direction it travelled in. Mimi watched it for a moment before turning her attention back to Dude. The poor guy was trembling all over again, just barely able to watch the offending animal himself. Carefully, she stood in front of him in a futile attempt to block his view of where the bird went. His eyes focused on her, his shaking slowly becoming less prominent. Carefully, Mimi got a little closer and wrapped her arms around him to give a hug. Dude, albeit surprised, returned the kind gesture, feeling safer already.

“Thanks, Mimi.” He sighed in content. Mimi gave a small squeeze in response, her cheeks flashing a light shade of pink. Dude’s ears suddenly picked up a sound and he flinched violently. Mimi broke away from the hug and turned around. A flock of pigeons were perched along the fence of the basketball court. The stupid bird actually brought back reinforcements. Birds really must have it out for Dude.

“Okay, let’s get you inside before you have another panic attack.” Mimi hurriedly said, picking up the basketball with one hand and grabbed Dude’s hand with the other. She marched him as fast as she could towards the house, with Dude all too eagerly staying close alongside her. Rainbow barked a warning to the birds to not follow, almost daring them too before he followed his human friends. Hopefully everything will calm down later on.

Ornithophobia - fear of birds

Artwork was done by me.

WHY WAS THE ENDING SO HARD TO WWWWRRRRIIIIITTTTEEEEE?!

And that is it for the “Fears” mini series. Hope you all enjoyed it. These stories were requests from two of my followers on Wattpad. Remember if anyone would like to submit another request, please feel free to do so. I look forward to hearing any ideas that you might have.

[hexenmond]

my Witch Door fanfiction (long form, wip, looking for alpha/beta readers)

Time to shout from the rooftops again! I finally found a fitting name for the whole series, so now I know how to tag my wip stuff. If you like The Witch Door, and especially if you maybe feel like doing some alpha/beta reading (mostly I need a sounding board), please read on!

Let me bring you (and myself) up to speed: this opus magnum originally started out as a quick oneshot, a little scene that happened following the side comic "Afterparty". Just a tiny little continuation, another meeting in a dream. 2.5k, one-and-done. (This bit is up on AO3, see below.)

And then it grew some fluff. And then it grew some background story. And then all of a sudden there was plot. All the characters from the comic got roped in (except the bird people cause I avoided the main canon plotline). And finally it sprouted original characters as a supporting cast. And uh, I'm still not entirely done…

So, what have we got so far?

This has turned into a five part series which I have decided to name Vem Kan Segla. I'd say about 70% of it are written, and fun to read in my own humble opinion.

(Please note: whenever I say "relationship" that totally includes friend- and other ships!)

Part 1: Exactly as you are 10 chapters, all of them written and theoretically postable (chapter 1 being said "oneshot"). Mostly fluff and developing relationship stuff with a little bit of spicyness, tiny smidgen of – hurt? angst? I'm actually not sure. But mostly Jousia and Jesse figuring out what they are to each other, with only one chapter from another person's point of view (Tzofiya my beloved!).

Part 2: The choices we make Picks up just after the end of part 1. Starts out angsty and gets progressively worse. The first ten chapters all end with cliffhangers, and after a brief respite there's a chapter or three of hurt no comfort before we get a happy ending. (It does leave a lot of plot lines unresolved though.) Nilsa and Katariina play a major part in this as well. This is mostly written except for some bits that need filling out, maybe 2k of missing words all in all.

Part 3: Family found Picks up right after the end of part 2. More plot! Some drama! More relationship developments! Honest talking about difficult things! The spicyness gets weird! There are even more characters! And the ending is done, and it's the happiest ending I could possibly have written. There's one character literally rolling on the floor bed laughing.

This part is where things start to get so complex that I really would love to be able to bounce ideas around with somebody, help me get all these flighty ducks in a row.

(Katariina is meeeee staring at my disjointed wip snippets for parts 3 and 4!)

Part 4: (no title yet) This will be full of beautiful domestic happiness, more relationships developing, slice of life stuff. Even a little bit of romance, if you will. And then three people die and it gets very sad. The remaining loose threads get wrapped up, and there's a peaceful ending.

This is the wobbliest bit… it might even turn into two parts, I really can't say yet. I'd love a sounding board person or three.

Part 5: Epilogue This will be only one chapter, but a long one. Haven't written a single word down but it's perfectly finished in my head. Picks up six months after the end of part 4, has a happy fairly ending (considering that nobody gets resurrected).

Intrigued?

If you don't want to dive in yet because you can't deal with the cliffhangers while waiting for updates, I have a progress tracker online on AO3 where you can see each chapter's degree of completion. This is also where I will post in-depth content warnings that contain spoilers once part 2 starts going up.

If you're curious but new to The Witch Door or otherwise taking a backseat for now, I shall post snippets and bits of what I've written over the next weeks under the tag #vem kan segla, so feel free to follow that and see if you like it!

And finally for those who have already read the comic and side comic, the first five chapters are online on AO3 if you want to check that out.

Thank you, and enjoy Ulriikka's fluffiness!

[manicpixiereader]

BOOK RECAP

He's Not My Type by Meghan Quinn

January 23, 2024-

Synopsis:

Word to the wise, never become roommates with a girl you’ve been pining over for the better part of a year.

You’re probably wondering why I would do such a thing? Well, I didn’t.

It was my teammates.

The moment they found out Blakely White was single, they took it upon themselves to play cupid and instruct me on how I should win her over.

Don't wear a shirt around her. Make her dinner. Lightly touch her shoulder when you say goodbye.

I'm so flustered, so overwhelmed, so madly in love with this woman who barely notices me, that I lose control of the situation and make one huge mistake: I offer to be her fake date for a wedding so she can make her ex jealous.

That means, for one whole night I get a free pass with her. I get to hold her, dance with her, kiss her…stare at her from across the room like she’s my entire world because she has been for months now.

But when the night comes to an end, I’m faced with two options: bring her back to my bedroom and show her how I really feel, or let her walk away, succumbing to the fact that I very well might not be her type.

My Thoughts:

Oh my goodness OBSESSED. Total rom-com and I think one of my faves by Meghan Quinn with this book 4 of the Vancouver Agitators series. They can all be read as stand alones but they're part of a bigger universe.

The story follows Blakely who works as VIP Guest coordinator (unofficial title) for the Agitators where she meets Halsey Holmes. From their first interaction he is enamored by her and he's about to ask her out when she reveals she has a boyfriend so for the next year he secretly (not so secretly since the rest of the boys know) pines for her. When his teammate Posey finds out she is single they hatch a plan to get him and Blakely together and thus chaos ensues. She ends up staying at Halsey's place since she has some issues with her apartment and they begin to get close. Things don't start too well and Halsey struggles with opening up since he is still processing his grief over his twin brother dying a couple years back, but with time they both see different sides to each other. When he ends up offering to take her to a wedding to avoid awkwardness, their dynamic completely changes.

Meghan has such a good way to interconnect her books' universes and their storylines. What I really enjoy is her ability to balance light hearted and romantic stories with some of life's hardest experiences. She's also so good at bringing in beloved characters from the earlier books in the series without having them overtake the story. Overall I think my favorite thing about this book was the slow and genuine development of this love story. Obviously the humor is great too and there's an incredibly touching scene toward the end of the book between the boys' with such a lovely display of the emotional dynamic they have. I literally almost bawled my eyes out reading it because there was something so special about it.

The spice was 10/10 sooooo good! Meghan's books have a really good balance of smut and plot, where both are just as good as the other. The way that he has pined so long for her and once they finally get together and he expresses how truly feral he is for her omfg DREAM. MAN.

Overall I think we truly get a solid development of their journey together and I would say more so of Halsey's journey through grief. My one critique would be that I think he confronts that grief a little too late into the book (literally the last 2 chapters) and I think it would be nice to have seen a little more of that, it felt like it wrapped up very quickly that it felt a little unrealistic. Loved the introduction of OC into the group and the "Frozen Fellas" was so cute.

Would definitely recommend this book!✨

[asvterias]

𝖲𝗈𝖿𝗍!𝖬𝖺𝗑 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌

Tag List: @clarkegriffinslever

a/n: Basically season 4 but without its actual plot. Kinda long.

Soft!Max x Black!Byers!Girlfriend!Reader

• You are Joyce's daughter (adopted and same age as Will)

• When she first came to Hawkins, you immediately intrigued her with your dashing cocoa brown skin and your amazing sense of style

• Would often see her at the arcade and sometimes she would invite you to play with her

• You became her first friend and she was ecstatic

• Until she started to realize her feelings for you two months later in the friendship

• She would distance herself away from you to question her sexuality

• The Mayfield girl came to terms that she was a lesbian

• “Why are you avoiding me?”

• “Because, I just discovered something about myself and I don't know…if you'd accept me for it.”

• “Whatever it is, I'll always accept you, foxy.”

• “…I'm a lesbian.”

• “So am I.”

• “No, you don't get it [name], it's more than that. I think that I'm falling in love with you.”

• “Oh….”

• She let out a defeated sigh, “That's what I thought. You know, can you just forget about this so it doesn't ruin our friendship — even if we still are friends.”

• “Me too…”

• “Wai- what?!”

• “I'm falling in love with you too and I didn't confess because I didn't think that you would ever reciprocate those feelings.”

• “So does this mean that we're dating now?!”

• “Relax, mayfield, at least take me out for dinner first.”

• So that was how your loving relationship with max blossomed

• Your redhead girlfriend is such a cute smol bean

• Whether it's protecting you or loving you, she is a goddamn multitasker

• Max would never want to admit it but she got dating advice from Robin and Steve

• Mostly she ignored Steve and listened to Robin's advice (which was pretty good)

• So since you're friends with Vickie, Max tries to set Robin and Vickie up as a thank you

• Safe to say that they worked out so now you go on double dates occasionally

• She is the adventurous type and would make you try new things with her

• During summer break, you both took up photography, pottery, and painting class

• As soon as max was given that camera, she would non-stop take pictures of you

• Unexpectedly, Max was pretty amazing with art

• Mainly her focus was on you because you were her beautiful masterpiece after all

• Her beautiful melanin princess

• So most of her paintings were mostly you

• Now onto pottery

• I feel like max would hug you from behind and kiss your neck, desperate for your attention while you were doing pottery in the comfort of your home

• Or she would come up from behind and pepper your cheek with kisses while helping you shape it

• Max would definitely teach you how to ride her skateboard

• Like she is a helicopter girlfriend

• By that, I mean that her arms will be wrapped around your waist

• Now this is exclusively rare because she lets no one on her skateboard but herself

• Instantly, when you first got hurt riding the skateboard, the redhead completely freaked out

• So now you wear a helmet, elbow and knee pads

• The whole party was completely shooketh

• “So you’re telling me that max let you ride her skateboard and you live to see another day?”

• Meanwhile, you teach her how to bake

• She would steal cookies as they were cooling down

• “Maxy, did you steal one— FOUR cookies!!”

• “No, baby I haven't seen any cookies,”

• Your nicknames for her would be: maxy, my redhead, foxy

• Her nicknames for you would be: baby, darling, sweetheart

• One time she wanted to surprise you by baking you a cake just for being the best girlfriend to her

• That was a complete catastrophe

• Max + Baking = Horrible Match

• You literally had to call the fire department

• If max was aiming for an unforgettable birthday, she surely took the cake

• If you were sick even if it was just the flu

• May God help you

• “Do you need soup? Do you want me to fluff your pillows? Do you feel like vomiting?”

• Refuses to give you kisses while you're sick

• “No, baby. You need to get better then I will give you all the kisses that you desire.”

• Max would definitely want to wear matching Halloween costumes

• During Christmas, Max loves it when you put extra marshmallows in her hot cocoa and she loves it when you lay on her chest, all cuddled up with her arms wrapped around you, watching Christmas movies

• When you went on summer vacation for two weeks, it was like torture for her

• Even though she had Eleven and Robin to talk to, it wasn't the same

• Regularly calls you to just hear your angelic voice

• Becomes instantly flustered when Jonathan or Will teases you

• “[Name], it's your girlfriend again!”

• She would send you poems and love letters but wouldn’t admit it to anyone else but you

• I reckon that she draw cookies and skateboards on the header of the letter so you know it's from her

• Rarely gets jealous cause she trusts you but if someone takes it too far

• You WILL be going to school the next day, your neck covered in hickeys

• Is definitely the small spoon

• There were times when you would rest your head on her shoulder, falling asleep but the boys would ruin the vibe

• “Be quiet, you shitheads, can't you see she's asleep?” Then she would put her arm around you and kiss the crown of your head

• She adores it when you wear her hoodies

• For some reason, your girlfriend ALWAYS loves when you have your hair in an afro

• Tries to help you unbraid your hair when summer is over

• If you two fought, max would normally be the one to apologize first

• The redhead would buy matching lockets

• So during your 2nd year anniversary of dating, she gifted you a photo book with photos of you both and has them labeled with all of the dates as well

• “I'm gonna marry you one day.”

• “And I can't wait till that day comes.”

• You two are the dream couple in Hawkins

© asvterias, 2022. please do not plagiarize any of my works.