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Chronology

Format

A date or approximate date is given, followed by a brief summary of the events of that day, and the corresponding section of the novel that should be read (where one exists). The inclusion of a weekday (e.g. "Thursday, 23 December") indicates a date that is certain. Page numbers given refer to the Norton Critical Edition (3rd ed.); volume and chapter numbers are also given for the benefit of those using different editions. The format is as follows: Vol. #, ch. # (the chapter number within that volume) / [#] (the chapter number out of all volumes, for those whose editions are not organised by volume); p. # ("opening quote" to "closing quote").

Timeline

Volume I

A day in late September, 1813 / 2021: Miss Taylor marries Mr. Weston in the morning. That afternoon or evening, Emma and Mr. Woodhouse dine, after which Emma reflects on her loss as Mr. Weston naps. Later that night, Mr. Knightley visits and he and Emma argue. Vol. 1, ch. 1; pp. 1–7 (“Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich” to “Depend upon it, a man of six or seven-and-twenty can take care of himself”).

Over the next “few days” (beginning soon after "Sept. 28," late September or early October): the neighbours discuss “the handsome letter Mrs. Weston had received” from Frank. Vol. 1, ch. 2; pp. 7–10 (“Mr. Weston was a native of Highbury” to “nor much likelihood of ceasing to pity her”).

A “few weeks” later (late October): neighbours cease to compliment Mr. Woodhouse on the wedding and the wedding cake has been “eat up.” Vol. 1, ch. 2; pp. 10–11 (“but a few weeks brought some alleviation to Mr. Woodhouse” to “Mr. Woodhouse would never believe it”).

Throughout October: Emma gathers company for her father during many “long evening[s].” Vol. 1, ch. 3; pp. 11–13 (“Mr. Woodhouse was fond of society” to “long evenings she had fearfully anticipated”).

“One morning” some time later (still October, per Folsom): Mrs. Goddard introduces Harriet to Emma. That evening, they sup together with Mrs. and Miss Bates and Mr. Woodhouse. Vol. 1, ch. 3; pp. 13–15 (“As she sat one morning” to “shaken hands with her at last”).

“Soon” afterward (early November): Harriet Smith becomes a regular at Hartfield and is often in company with Mr. Knightley, Mr. Weston, and Mr. Elton. Harriet and Emma discuss Robert Martin. Vol. 1, ch. 4; pp. 15–9 (“Harriet Smith’s intimacy at Hartfield” to “oppose any friendly arrangement of her own”).

“The very next day”: Harriet and Emma meet Mr. Martin and compare him to Knightley, Elton, and Weston. Emma schemes to unite Harriet and Elton. Vol. 1, ch. 4; pp. 19–21 (“They met Mr. Martin” to “be conquered by Mr. Elton’s admiration”).

Around this time: Harriet begins "spending more than half her time [at Hartfield], and gradually getting to have a bed-room appropriated to herself" (vol. 1, ch. 8; p. 36), given that some time shortly before the "middle of December" (vol. 1, ch. 10; p. 54) this will have been the case for "some weeks" (vol. 1, ch. 8; p. 36). Mr. Knightley and Mrs. Weston argue about Harriet and Emma’s friendship. Vol. 1, ch. 5; pp. 22–25 (“I do not know what your opinion may be” to “nothing more to say or surmise about Hartfield”).

Late November or early December: Emma and Mr. Elton discuss Harriet. Vol. 1, ch. 6; pp. 25–26 (“Emma could not feel a doubt” to “which had a vast deal of the lover”).

A day in "December": Harriet sits for a portrait that Emma is creating to attract Mr. Elton. Vol. 1, ch. 6; pp. 26–29 (“She was not less pleased another day” to “Mr. Elton's very promising attachment was likely to add”).

The "next day": Harriet sits again. Vol 1, ch. 6; pp. 29–31 (“The same civilities and courtesies” to "it is his gratitude on Harriet’s account").

A day soon after: Mr. Elton goes to London to get the portrait framed. Harriet tells Emma that Mr. Martin has proposed to her. Emma influences her answer. Harriet sleeps at Hartfield. Vol 1, chs. 7-8; pp. 31–36 (“The very day of Mr. Elton’s going to London” to “as much as possible just at present”).

The next morning: Harriet leaves, and Mr. Knightley and Emma argue about Mr. Martin’s proposal. Harriet returns for a visit of “some days.” Vol 1, ch. 8; pp. 36–44 (“She was obliged to go the next morning” to “not his equal for beauty or agreeableness”).

Perhaps a few days later, “longer than usual” since Mr. Knightley’s last visit: Mr. Knightley visits Hartfield again, acting grave after his and Emma’s quarrel. Emma does not question her plans. Vol. 1, ch. 9; pp. 44–45 (“Mr. Knightley might quarrel with her” to “the general appearances of the next few days”).

The "next" day: Harriet’s portrait is hung in Hartfield. Emma and Harriet begin their riddle-book. Emma asks Mr. Elton for a contribution. Vol. 1, ch. 9; pp. 44–45 (“The Picture, elegantly framed” to “Miss Smith could inspire him”).

The morning of "the very next day": Mr. Elton presents his charade. Later in the morning (just before four o'clock), Emma tells Mr. Elton that she will add the charade to their book. Vol. 1, ch. 9; pp. 45–54 (“The very next day however” to “the sublime of pleasure to Harriet’s share").

The next day, “the middle of December”: Emma and Harriet pay a charitable visit to “a poor sick family.” They meet Mr. Elton. Vol. 1, ch. 10; pp. 54–59 (“Though now the middle of December” to “forward to the great event”).

The few days preceding December 18: Emma looks forward to her sister’s visit and so neglects her Harriet/Elton project. Vol. 1, ch. 11; pp. 59–60 (“Mr. Elton must now be left to himself” to “the party the last half of the way”).

December 17 or 18 (given that they stay “ten days,” counting the days of their arrival and departure): Mr. John Knightley, Isabella Knightley, and the children arrive at Hartfield. Mr. Knightley dines with the party. Vol. 1, chs. 11–12; pp. 60–70 (“his alarms were needless” to “prevented any renewal of it”).

December 18 or 19 to the 22: Mrs. Isabella Knightley visits her old neighbours. Vol. 1, ch. 13; pp. 70–71 (“There could hardly be an happier creature” to “consulted in every thing”).

Thursday, December 23: Harriet goes home with a cold. Vol. 1, ch. 13, p. 71 ("The evening before this great event" to "allowed her to leave the house").

Friday, December 24 (Christmas Eve): Emma visits a sick Harriet at Mrs. Goddard’s. Emma and Mr. Woodhouse spend the day with Mr. Knightley, Mr. Elton, and the Isabella Knightley party at Randalls. We learn that Mr. Frank Churchill is expected to come “before the middle of January.” They leave sometime during the night; Mr. Elton proposes to Emma; Emma reflects. Vol. 1, chs. 13–16; pp. 71–90 (“Emma called on her the next day” to “softened pain and brightened hope”).

Saturday, December 25 (Christmas): Emma wakes determined to be cheerful. The party at Hartfield is detained from attending church services by the weather. Vol. 1, ch. 16; pp. 90–91 (“Emma got up on the morrow” to “a most honourable prisoner”).

Sunday, December 26: Emma still feels obliged to remain at home because of the weather. She continues to dread telling Harriet of Mr. Elton’s proposal.. Vol. 1, ch. 16; p. 91 “No intercourse possible” through “for Emma to be ever perfectly at ease”).

Monday, December 27: The Isabella Knightley party leave Hartfield for London in order to arrive there on the 28th. Vol. 1, ch. 17; pp. 91–92 (“Mr. and Mrs. John Knightley were not detained long” to “her other complaint before the gentleman’s return”).

Tuesday, December 28 (Holy Innocents’ Day): Emma visits Harriet at Mrs. Goddard’s and tells her that Mr. Elton has proposed to her. Some time later, Emma brings Harriet to Hartfield.. Vol. 1, ch. 17; pp. 92–93 (“She went to Mrs. Goddard’s accordingly” to “to drive Mr. Elton from her thoughts”).

Over the next weeks: Emma continues to try to distract Harriet from her heartbreak. She proves more resolutely heartbroken than Emma had anticipated. Vol 1, ch. 17; p. 93 (“Time, she knew, must be allowed” to “no true peace for herself").

Near the middle of January 1814 / 2022: Mr. Frank Churchill does not come. Emma and Mr. Knightley argue about him. Vol. 1, ch. 18; pp. 93–8 ("Mr. Frank Churchill did not come" to "unjust to the merit of another").

Volume II

The week of January 9th (given that Jane Fairfax is expected “next week” “Friday or Saturday” (vol. 2, ch. 1 [19], p. 101), which must be the 21st or 22nd, since it is just before it will have been “four weeks” since Mr. Elton’s departure (vol. 2, ch. 3 [21]; p. 113)): Emma visits Miss Bates in a bid to distract Harriet. She has an ingenious suspicion regarding Jane Fairfax and Mr. Dixon. Vol. 2, ch. 1 [19]; pp. 98–104 (“Emma and Harriet had been walking together” to “able to escape the letter itself.”)

Friday, 21st January or Saturday the 22nd (according to Miss Bates, vol. 2, ch. 1 [19]; p. 101): Jane Fairfax arrives in Highbury.

Monday, 24th January ("the Monday following" Jane's arrival in Highbury, according to Miss Bates, vol. 2, ch. 1 [19]; p. 103): the Campbells leave London for Holyhead.

Between January 21 and 24: Emma sees Jane for the first time since her arrival when she pays the obligatory visit to the Bateses. Today or soon after, Emma tells Knightley that she has a high opinion of Jane’s beauty. Vol 2, ch. 2 [20]; pp. 104–108 (from “Jane Fairfax was an orphan” to “wish to scheme about for her.”

Tuesday, January 25 (“the next morning” (vol. 2, ch. 3 [21]; p. 109) is the 26th, since Miss Bates later remarks that Mr. Elton had left “four weeks [ago] yesterday” (ibid.; p. 113)): Jane Fairfax, Miss Bates, Mrs. Bates, and Mr. Knightley spend the evening at Hartfield. Emma fails at her resolution to like Jane better. Vol 2, ch. 2 [20]; pp. 108–109 (from “These were charming feelings” to “Emma could not forgive her”).

Wednesday, January 26: Mr. Knightley and Emma discuss Jane at Hartfield. Miss Bates and Jane Fairfax arrive with news of Mr. Elton’s engagement. Harriet arrives and tells Emma of her encounter with Mr. Martin. Vol. 2, ch. 3 [21]; pp. 109–116 (“Emma could not forgive her” to “any power of speech”).

The end of January to the beginning of February (at the end of this period, less than "a week" has passed since 26th January): news of Mr. Elton’s engagement spreads throughout Highbury. Miss Hawkins is well spoken of. Vol. 2, ch. 4 [22]; pp. 116–117 ("Human nature is so well disposed" to "highly accomplished, and perfectly amiable").

A "few days" (vol. 2, ch. 4 [22]; p. 119) after January 26: Elizabeth Martin tries to call on Harriet at Mrs. Goddard's.

Within the first few days of February: Mr. Elton returns to Highbury. Vol. 2, ch. 4 [22]; p. 117 ("and when Mr. Elton himself arrived" to "he would bring his bride").

Until February 8: Mr. Elton's stay in Highbury continues. Vol. 2, ch. 4 [22]; p. 118 ("During his present short stay" to "the Martins were forgotten").

Wednesday, February 9 (per Jo Modert, p. 57): Mr. Elton leaves Highbury. Harriet pays a very short visit to Abbey-Mill Farm. Mr. and Mrs. Weston tell Emma and Harriet that they expect Frank Churchill the next day. Frank arrives that evening, a day early. Vol. 2, ch. 5 [23]; pp. 120–122 (“and on the very morning of his setting off” to “they should both come in time”).

Thursday, February 10: Emma meets the long-awaited Frank Churchill. Vol. 2, ch. 5 [23]; pp. 122–126 (“The morning of the interesting day arrived” to “full confidence in their comfort”).

Friday, February 11: Frank Churchill and Mrs. Weston call at Hartfield. Emma, Frank, and Mrs. Weston walk about Highbury. Vol. 2, ch. 6 [24]; pp. 126–132 (“The next morning brought” to “allowed an early establishment”).

Saturday, February 12: Mr. and Mrs. Weston call at Hartfield and share the news that Frank had gone off to London to get his hair cut earlier that morning. Emma receives an invitation from the Coles and asks the Westons’ advice. Mr. Knightley visits after Mr. and Mrs. Weston have left (this may or may not be the same day) and hears of Frank’s adventure. Frank returns to Randalls in the evening. Vol. 2, chs. 7–8 [25–26]; pp. 132–137 ("Emma’s very good opinion of Frank Churchill" to "imperfection which could be concealed").

After the 12th and before the Coles’ party on the 15th: Emma sees Frank for the first time since he had gotten his hair cut in London. Vol. 2, ch. 8 [26]; p. 137 (“He came back, had had his hair cut” to “trifling or silly”).

Monday, February 14 (Saint Valentine's Day) (“the day before” (vol. 2, ch. 8 [26]; p. 139) the Coles’ party on “Tuesday” (ibid., p. 137)): A pianoforté arrives for Jane Fairfax, to be kept in the parlor at the Bateses’.

Tuesday, February 15: Emma, Frank Churchill, Mrs. and Mr. Weston, and Jane Fairfax arrive at the Coles’, Mrs. Bates and Mrs. Goddard’s being driven to Hartfield to keep Mr. Woodhouse company. The news of Jane’s new gift of a piano is shared. Emma shares her suspicions about Jane and Mr. Dixon with Frank. Vol. 2, ch. 8 [26]; pp. 137–149 (“With Tuesday came the agreeable prospect” to “‘agreed with me, after your’s’”).

Wednesday, February 16 ("the next day"): Emma reflects on her visit to the Coles. She and Harriet go to Ford’s. Mrs. Weston and Frank Churchill call on the Bateses. Vol. 2, chs. 9–10 [27–28]; pp. 149–160 (“Emma did not repent” to “before they set off for Randalls”).

February 17 (a “few days” (vol. 2, ch. 12 [30]; p. 167) before “two days” (ibid.) before “Tuesday” the 22nd (vol. 2, ch. 13 [31]; p. 172): Emma and Mr. Woodhouse spend the evening at Randalls. Emma and Frank scheme after another opportunity for dancing. Vol. 2, ch. 11 [29]; p. 160–162 (“It may be possible to do without dancing” to “quite amiable enough”).

February 18 (the "next day"): Frank Churchill arrives at Hartfield and shares Mr. Weston’s idea to have the ball at the Crown Inn. Emma, Frank, and Mr. and Mrs. Weston go to the Crown and discuss the particulars of the entertainment. Frank invites Miss Bates and her niece to view the prospected arrangements. Vol. 2. ch. 11 [29]; pp. 162–166 (“Before the middle of the next day” to “‘I knew he would!’”)

The "few days" before the 20: Preparations for the ball continue as Frank awaits permission from Enscombe to extend his stay in Highbury. Vol. 2, ch. 12; pp. 166–167 (“One thing only was wanting” to “of its being all in vain”).

Sunday, 20th February (Quinquagesima Sunday) (“two days” (vol. 2, ch. 12 [30]; p. 167) before “Tuesday” the 22nd (vol. 2, ch. 13 [31]; p. 172): Frank is not forbidden to stay long enough to attend the ball at the Crown. Vol. 2, ch. 12 [30]; p. 167 (“Enscombe however was gracious” to “but no love”).

Tuesday, February 22 (Shrove Tuesday): Frank Churchill receives a letter from Mr. Churchill telling him that he is expected immediately to attend an ill Mrs. Churchill. Mrs. Weston sends a note to apprise Emma of this news. Frank Churchill calls at the Bateses’ and then at Hartfield, where he is on the verge of confessing something. Vol. 2, ch. 12 [30]; pp. 167–171 (“Alas! there was soon no leisure” to “the languor of ill-health”).

Wednesday, February 23 (Ash Wednesday): Lenten season begins. Emma considers the nature of her feelings for Frank Churchill. Vol. 2, ch. 13 [31]; pp. 171–172 “Emma continued to entertain” to “‘I shall have been let off easily’”).

Several days later (long enough to make the two or three days' journey to Enscombe from Highbury and send a letter back): Emma reads Frank Churchill’s letter to Mrs. Weston and reflects on her feelings for him. She imagines that he may come to care for Harriet. Vol. 2, ch. 13 [31]; pp. 172–173 (“When his letter to Mrs. Weston arrived” to “‘look forward to with pleasure’”).

Early March ("three weeks" after Frank Churchill had arrived): Mr. Elton's imminent return takes over Frank Churchill's latest letter as a news item in Highbury. Emma continues to try to get Harriet to speak of something else. Vol. 2, ch. 13 [31]; pp. 173–175 "It was well to have a comfort" to "'changes Emma for Harriet!'").

Mid-March ("three months" (vol. 2, ch. 14 [32]; p. 175) after Emma's strategy to gain entry into the Vicarage in vol. 1, ch. 10): The new Mrs. Elton is first seen in church. Emma and Harriet pay her a formal call. Vol. 2, ch. 14 [32]; pp. 175–176 ("Mrs. Elton was first seen" to "'How delightful!'")

Soon afterward: Mrs. Elton returns Emma's visit. Vol. 2, ch. 14 [32]; p. 176–182 ("When the visit was returned" to "did they occupy her").

During the next week or so: Emma and Mrs. Elton meet on another two occasions; on the second of them, Emma rebuffs Mrs. Elton's attempt to bring her into her patronage of Jane Fairfax. Mrs. Elton grows cold towards Emma. Emma contemplates why Jane is choosing to stay in Highbury. Vol. 2, ch. 15 [33]; pp. 182–186 ("Emma was not required" to "Here is quite a separate puzzle").

A day in late March (less than "three months" since Jane Fairfax first came to Highbury): Emma, Mrs. Weston, and Mr. Knightley are gathered someplace. Emma brings up the subject of Miss Fairfax and Mrs. Elton. Vol. 2, ch. 15 [33]; pp. 186–188 ("Upon her speaking her wonder aloud" to "'Do not beat me'").

The few weeks after Mrs. Elton's arrival: Mr. Elton's acquaintance all rush to issue invitations to him and his bride. Vol. 2, ch. 16 [34]; pp. 188–191 ("Every body in and about Highbury" to "in the proper order").

Early April: Emma decides she must not be remiss in welcoming Mrs. Elton. She sends out invitations for a dinner party to the Eltons, the Westons, Mr. Knightley, and Jane Fairfax, all of which are accepted. Vol. 2, ch. 16 [34]; p. 189 ("Emma, in the meanwhile" to "all disengaged and all happy").

Soon afterwards: The John Knightleys send word that they intend to arrive in Highbury on the 13 and leave on the 15 (given that they stay "one full day," and the dinner on the 14 does not occur on the day they arrive). Vol. 2, ch. 16 [34]; p. 190 ("The preparatory interest" to "instead of his brother").

Wednesday, April 13: John and Isabella Knightley arrive for a stay of two days; the children will stay "some weeks". Mr. Weston is unexpectedly summoned to town and must leave. Vol. 2, ch. 16 [34]; p. 190 ("The event was more favourable" to "even Emma’s vexation").

Thursday, April 14 (Easter Thursday), per Modert (p. 57): The day of Emma's dinner party arrives, as does Mr. Weston. Vol. 2, chs. 16–18 [34–36]; pp. 190–204 ("The day came" to "Mrs. Elton’s beginning to talk to him.")

Volume III

Mid-April (soon after the Hartfield dinner party): Emma decides that she is no longer in love with Frank Churchill. Vol. 3, ch. 1 [37]; p. 205 (from “A very little quiet reflection” to “composed and tranquil state”).

Mid-to-late April (“ten days” before some time before the beginning of “May” (vol. 3, ch. 1 [37]; p. 206), and "not quite so soon" as the three or four days after the 14th when they were expected to move (ibid., p. 205)): The Enscombe family returns to London; Frank Churchill consequently comes to visit in Highbury for a few hours. Vol. 3, ch. 1 [37]; pp. 205–206 (“It was not very long” to “trusting himself with her long”).

Late April: Frank Churchill is, he claims, prevented from visiting in Highbury again by Mrs. Churchill’s illness. Vol. 3, ch. 1 [37]; p. 206 (“This was the only visit” to “as strong as ever”).

Late April: Frank Churchill sends a letter to Randalls to the effect that the Enscombe party will soon be on their way to Richmond, where they plan to stay throughout "May and June." Preparations for the Crown Inn ball resume. Vol. 3, ch. 1 [37]; pp. 206–7 (“It soon appeared that London” to “every preparation was resumed”).

Early May: Frank Churchill writes from Richmond to say that the house in Richmond will likely be kept for the next two months. The young people of Highbury finalize preparations for the ball. Vol. 3, ch. 1; p. 207 (“and very soon after the Churchills” to “dear Emma were gone”).

During the second week in May: The Crown Inn ball occurs. Modert places this on Thursday, Old May Day Eve. Vol. 3, ch. 2 [38]; pp. 207–216 (from "No misfortune occurred" to "'no, indeed'").

The "next morning": Frank's rescue of Harriet. Modert places this on Old May Day. Vol. 3, ch. 3; pp. 216–219 (from “This little explanation” to “figure in a message”).

Over the next little while: The group who had “assailed” Harriet leave town. Highbury, lately enthralled by the story, begins to tire of it; Emma’s nephews continue to request recitations of it. Vol. 3, ch. 3; p. 219 (“The gipsies did not wait” to “the original recital”).

“[A] very few days” after Harriet’s “adventure”: Harriet destroys her mementos of Mr. Elton. Vol. 3, ch. 4 [40]; p. 219–222 (“A very few days” to “‘a beginning of Mr. Churchill?’”).

Late May ("[a]bout a fortnight after the alarm" (vol. 3, ch. 4 [40]; p. 222), before the beginning of "June" (vol. 3, ch. 5 [41]; p. 224)): Harriet tells Emma that she is in love. Vol. 3, ch. 4 [40]; pp. 222–224 ("She had soon afterwards" to "danger of degradation").

The beginning of June: Mr. Knightley dines at the Eltons' with the Randalls party and Jane Fairfax. He begins to suspect that something is going on between Frank and Jane.  Vol. 3, ch. 5 [41]; pp. 224 (“In this state of schemes” to “seemed somewhat out of place”).

Soon afterward: Mr. Knightley is again in the company of Jane Fairfax and Frank Churchill; his observations seem to support his suspicions that Frank and Jane like each other. Vol. 3, ch. 5 [41]; pp. 224–225 (“When he was again in their company” to “Frank Churchill and Jane”).

"[O]ne day after dinner" a bit later: Frank's "blunder" regarding Mr. Perry's carriage and the game of alphabets at Hartfield. Vol. 3, ch. 5 [41]; pp. 225–230 ("He had walked up one day" to "solitude of Donwell Abbey").

Early June: Mrs. Elton learns that the Sucklings cannot come to Highbury as intended. Vol. 3, ch. 6 [42]; p. 230 ("After being long fed" to "So she thought at first;��").

A couple days later: Mrs. Elton decides to go ahead with her Box Hill plans. Emma had previously been inspired by these plans to think of her own, exclusive Box Hill outing; Mr. Weston proposes to Mrs. Elton that they combine the two parties. Vol. 3, ch. 6 [43]; p. 230-231 ("but a little consideration" to "none of it in private").

"[T]he middle of June": A lame carriage-horse delays the exploring party to Box Hill. Mrs. Elton seizes at Mr. Knightley's wry invitation to Donwell for a strawberry-picking party. Vol. 3, ch. 6 [42], pp. 231-233 ("It was now the middle" to "'the very thing to please me'").

Mid-June: Mr. Knightley invites his chosen guests, including Mr. Woodhouse, to the strawberry party. The carriage-horse recovers and the Box Hill outing is planned for the day following the Donwell party. Vol. 3, ch. 6 [42]; pp. 233-234 ("Mr. Knightley had another reason" to "appearing exactly right").

Thursday, 23rd June (Midsummer Eve; Harriet’s birthday) (at "almost Midsummer" (vol. 3, ch. 6 [42]; p. 234); the next day is "not [...] above six-and-thirty hours" (vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; p. 254) before Frank's return to Richmond on "the 26th" (vol. 3, ch. 14 [50]; p. 289)): The Donwell Abbey party takes place. Vol. 3, ch. 6; pp. 234-240 ("Under a bright mid-day sun" to "before the following evening").

Friday, 24th June (Midsummer): The Box Hill party takes place. Frank returns to Richmond in the evening. Vol. 3, chs. 7-8 [43-44]; pp. 240-247 ("They had a very fine day" to "equal, kindly intercourse").

Saturday, 25th June (on “the morrow”): Emma calls on the Bateses. She learns that Jane Fairfax has agreed to take a position as a governess. Mr. Knightley leaves for a few days' visit to London.

Sunday, 26th June (given that, in July, Frank writes a letter referencing this as "'the event of the 26th ult. [of last month]'" (vol. 3, ch. 14 [50]; p. 289)): Mrs. Churchill dies. Vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; pp. 254-255 ("The following day" to "with mutual forbearance").

Over the next days: Mrs. Churchill's funeral takes place. Mr. Churchill and Frank depart to visit an old friend in Windsor. Vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; p. 255 ("Short letters from Frank" to "possible on Emma's side").

Late June or early July: Emma invites Jane Fairfax to spend the day at Hartfield and is refused; Mr. Perry visits and communicates that Jane's health is bad. Vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; pp. 255-256 ("It was a more pressing concern" to "might do her good").

“[T]he following morning”: Emma invites Jane Fairfax to take a drive with her and is refused; she sends some arrow-root, which is sent back. Vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; pp. 256-257 ("and the following morning" to "'in want of any thing'").

Early July (before Emma learns of Jane’s engagement): Emma learns that Jane Fairfax had been seen out walking on the day that she had been refused admittance. Vol. 3, ch. 9 [45]; p. 257 ("When Emma afterwards heard" to "any thing to reprove").

Early July (“about ten days after Mrs. Churchill’s decease”): Frank returns and tells the Westons of his engagement; Mrs. Weston tells Emma; Emma tells Harriet. Harriet tells Emma that the man she is in love with is Mr. Knightley; Emma realizes that she is in love with Mr. Knightey. Modert reads "about" to mean "almost" and places this on the 4th, nine days after the 26th counting both the 26th and the 4th as full days (p. 58). Vol. 3, chs. 10-11 [46-47]; pp. 257-272 ("One morning" to "it was her doing too").

Perhaps Tuesday, 5th July (Old Midsummer Eve): A cold July storm occurs. Mrs. Weston visits at Hartfield and tells Emma of her visit at the Bateses'. Emma regrets her past dealings with Jane Fairfax. Vol. 3, ch. 12 [48]; pp. 272-278 ("Till now that she was threatened" to "when it were gone").

Perhaps Wednesday, 6th July (Old Midsummer): Mr. Knightley proposes to Emma. Vol. 3, chs. 13-14 [49-50]; pp. 278-286 ("The weather continued" to "must all be together again").

Perhaps the next day: Emma writes to Harriet telling her the news. Emma and, subsequently, Mr. Knightley, read Frank Churchill's letter. Vol. 3, ch. 14-15; pp. 286-296 ("She rose early" to "three men in one year").

Soon afterwards: Harriet replies to Emma’s letter accepting her invitation to visit the Knightley residence in London. Vol. 3, ch. 16; pp. 296 ("It was a great relief" to "under such a stroke").

A couple days later (enough time to send a receive a letter from London): Permission is secured and plans are made for Harriet’s visit. Vol. 3, ch. 16; pp. 296 ("She had no difficulty" to "Mr. Woodhouse's carriage").

A day or two later: Harriet arrives in Brunswick Square. Vol. 3, ch. 16; p. 296-297 ("It was all arranged" to "safe in Brunswick Square").

The next few days: Emma is put at ease by Harriet's absence. She resolves to say nothing of her engagement until Mrs. Weston has given birth. Vol. 3, ch. 16; p. 296 ("Now Emma could, indeed" to "should be her's").

Friday, 15th July (given that "to-morrow" is "Saturday" (p. 300), and previous events mark this as the third week of July): Emma visits Jane Fairfax; they are joined by Mrs. Elton. Emma returns to Hartfield, where she presumes she will find Mr. Knightley. She reconciles with Jane on her way out. Vol. 3, ch. 16; pp. 296-303 ("Now Emma could, indeed" to "'good bye'").

Late July: Mrs. Weston gives birth to a little girl. Emma and Mr. Knightley discuss their history. Vol. 3, ch. 17; pp. 303 ("Mrs. Weston's friends" to "made Harriet unhappy").

Soon afterwards (less than a “fortnight” (p. 305) after Harriet’s arrival in Brunswick Square): Emma thinks about her declining friendship with Harriet. Isabella writes to say that Harriet’s visit will be extended. Emma and Mr. Knightley read John Knightley’s response to the news of their engagement. Vol. 3, ch. 17; pp. 305-306 ("Emma grieved that she could not" to "'always tired now'").

Late July: Emma tells her father that she and Mr. Knightley mean to marry. Vol. 3, ch. 17; pp. 306-307 ("The time was coming" to "go on as they had done?")

Over the next few days: Emma, Mr. Knightley, Isabella, and Mrs. Weston work to convince Mr. Woodhouse of the desirability of Emma's marriage. The news of the engagement spreads. Vol. 3, ch. 17; pp. 307-308 ("Mr. Woodhouse could not" to "'Jane has any suspicion'").

“[T]he next morning” after Mr. Weston hears the news: Mr. Weston tells Jane Fairfax and the Bateses; Miss Bates spreads it further abroad. Mr. and Mrs. Elton discuss the match. Vol. 3, ch. 17; pp. 308-309 ("He went to Highbury" to "'the end of the first quarter'").

Early-to-mid-August: John and Isabella Knightley, the two oldest boys, Harriet Smith, and Robert Martin go to Astley’s.

The next day: Robert Martin again proposes marriage to Harriet.

Mid-August (the day after Martin proposed; “five weeks” after Harriet learned of Mr. Knightley's engagement): Robert Martin visits Mr. Knightley in the morning and shares the news of his engagement. Mr. Knightley brings the news to Emma at Hartfield. In the evening, Emma and Mr. Woodhouse go to Randalls, where they meet Jane Fairfax and Frank Churchill. Vol. 3, ch. 18; pp. 309-316 ("Time passed on" to "which this comparison produced").

Around the middle of “August” (vol. 3, ch. 17; p. 305), a "very few days" (p. 316) after Robert Martin shared the news of his engagement and about a "month" (vol. 3, ch. 17; p. 305) after Harriet began her visit in London: Harriet returns from London. She is pleased to hear that Emma approves of her engagement. Vol. 3, ch. 16; pp. 316- ("If Emma had still" to "unintelligble to Emma").

Soon afterwards: Emma learns that Harriet is the daughter of a wealthy tradesman. Vol, 3, ch. 19; p. 317 ("The event, however" to "it was all as it should be:").

Mid-to-late August: Robert Martin is introduced at Hartfield. Harriet is a visitor there less and less. Vol. 3, ch. 19; p. 317 ("and as Emma became aquainted" to "the most gradual, natural manner").

Mid-to-late (“before the end of”) September: Emma attends the wedding of Harriet Smith and Robert Martin. Jane has returned to the Campbells in anticipation of a November wedding. Vol. 3, ch. 19; p. 317 ("Before the end of September" to "waiting for November").

Late September: Emma and Mr. Knightley wish to move forward with plans for their wedding, which they desire to take place in October, but are stymied by Mr. Woodhouse's resistance. Vol. 3, ch. 19; p. 318 ("The intermediate month" to "she could not proceed").

Late September or early October: Emma and Mr. Knightley fix a day for their wedding. Vol. 3, ch. 19; p. 318-319 ("In this state of suspense" to "able to fix her wedding-day").

October: Emma and Mr. Knightley marry. Vol. 3, ch. 19; p. 319 ("and Mr. Elton was called on" to "perfect happiness of the union").

Bibliography

Austen, Jane. Emma (Norton Critical Edition). 3rd ed. New York: W. W. Norton & Company, [1815] 2000.

Folsom, Marcia McClintock, ed. Approaches to Teaching Austen's Emma. New York: MLA (2004).

Modert, Jo. "Chronology Within the Novels." In The Jane Austen Companion, ed. J. David Grey et al. New York: Macmillan (1986), pp 53-9.

[whipped-cream-writings]

Midnight Coffee

In which you say something that you think no one will hear. Unfortunately for you, someone does. And that someone happens to be Akaashi.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: None

A/N: Tumblr just keep it in the tags!! I’m not a bot I’m just super annoyed at this point >:(

Anyway, thank you @poccosticks​ and @emmicchi​ for being wonderful and helping me out with this!! Go give them lots of love! And thank you to my followers who have to deal with this. I’m so sorry but this is the last time I’m reposting!! 

You should not be drinking coffee at 1AM.

But was it really your fault? There was so much homework. There was a test tomorrow and an essay that’s due at eight AM that was worth 100 points. It wasn’t your fault that you were doing it now, either - it was assigned two days ago and it had to be at least seven pages.

“Focus.” A soft voice reminds you. “The faster you finish, the sooner we can go to bed.”

“We?” You echo. You dragged your gaze from your bright computer screen to see him sitting cross-legged on your bed, a book on his lap.

“As in you’ll go to sleep in your bed, and I’ll go home and sleep in mine.” Akaashi’s smile is crooked as he looks up from his book. “But I wouldn’t mind either way.”

The shock you feel is just as effective as coffee. “Huh?”

“I sleep at Bokuto’s house all the time. Sometimes I even carry a pillow and blanket in my bag just in case.”

You can’t tell if that strange feeling in your stomach is relief or disappointment. You don’t have enough time to acknowledge it. Acknowledging it leads to thinking about it and that leads to thinking about him and-

“Oh. Must be tiring.” You respond, cutting yourself off.

“I’ve gotten used to it.” He sighs, laying on his back as he turns the page once again.

You turn back to the blank document in front of you and start to type up your paper. Will it be obvious that you’re typing up the paper six hours before it’s due? Maybe, but you don’t really care at this point. As long as you get a grade that’s higher than a D, then it’s fine.

You feel like someone is staring at you after page one is complete. A prickly feeling spreads all over your back and you turn to look at him.

“Do you need something?” You wonder aloud. Why was he staring at you? Not that you were mad about it, but-

“I think your formatting’s off.” He blurts, standing up from his spot on your bed and walking over to your desk.

You rub your stinging eyes and ask, “How so?”

“It’s MLA, right?” You nod, “Remove the empty line in between the paragraph and title.” He gestures to the gaps and hits delete before your brain even registered what he said.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime.” He gives you a small smile and walks back to where he left his book. You look at him for a moment longer before kicking yourself mentally and typing away.

It’s been about three years since you’ve met Akaashi, and you’ve been friends with him for two and a half. A year ago, your perception of him changed drastically. You don’t know what did it. Was it because of his willingness to help anyone at his own expense? Or was it his dedication and how responsible he was? You weren’t sure.

But you did know that you were smitten with him. Did he know that too? Maybe, but he’d never show that. A small part of you hoped he didn’t know and that he’d never find out. That would ruin the friendship, wouldn’t it? Even if it did work out, then how long would you two last? Would it end in a way that would make you two hate each other?

No, you told yourself. You had an essay to finish. You can think about that later, when he’s not reading in your bedroom.

You’re making fast progress. That coffee must’ve helped a lot more than you thought it did. Sure, your leg is shaking uncontrollably under the desk, but it’s a small price to pay for a passing grade.

The words are coming easy and your thoughts are organized just enough for it to make sense. The bottom of page three is so close, and it’s only been an hour! Or maybe two? You’re not sure, but checking the time will stress you out, so you keep going.

You put in earbuds once you get to page four. Three more pages and then you can go to bed.

Well, that’s assuming the coffee will let you sleep.

It’s now 4AM.

And your essay is done. You skim through it and hit submit once it’s ready, letting out a long sigh of relief. You turn to your bed, tempted to just flop down, but something stops you.

He’s still here.

The book is covering his face, but you can hear the smallest, quietest snores coming from under the book. His hand is dangling off the edge of the bed.

He’s asleep.

If your heart could burst out of your chest, it probably just did.

How long has he been here? Is he cold? You delicately take the book off of his face.

He looks so peaceful like this. It’s… really nice to see, actually. Today he looked stressed to you, so now, seeing him relax, it made your insides all warm and fuzzy.

You stop staring (after realizing that it’s kind of creepy) and place the blanket over him. You’ll have to sleep on the floor tonight, but you don’t mind.

You grab an extra blanket and pillow and place it on the floor. It makes your back hurt but it’s fine.

You sigh and try to get as comfortable as you can.

The thoughts come rushing back instantly. It’s hard for them not to, since he’s less than a foot away from you and he’s asleep. Maybe… maybe saying your thoughts would make you feel better. Maybe it wouldn’t feel so suffocating if you just said the words.

You hold his hand and take a deep breath. Why did it feel so hard? He was asleep and he wouldn’t know. He would never know. That was the plan.

So you say the words.

“I love you.”

It’s barely a murmur. It sounded light, partially because it was a whisper, but it contained all of the emotions that you’d been holding in for so, so long.

You let go of his hand. Yeah, you’re feeling a lot better. Now all you need is a good night’s-

Something grabs your hand in the darkness.

And it squeezes your hand gingerly, like you might break.

No.

This isn’t real, this can’t be real.

This is some sort of nightmare.

You look up and in the faint moonlight streaming through the window, you can see eyes. In particular, there are sapphire eyes staring down at you.

“I’m glad.” He whispers, voice raspy from just waking up. “Because I love you too.”

You’re silent. How are you supposed to respond? If a brain could melt, yours was. Yours had melted as soon as he grabbed your hand.

Words died on your tongue and you stared at him with a dumbfounded look. He laughed a little and a small smile blossomed on his face.

The moonlight is blocked by him and you don’t have time to say anything.

Because he’s kissing you.

His movements are delicate, his thumb rubbing your knuckles tenderly. His lips are a little chapped but you find that you don't mind. You close your eyes, letting yourself enjoy the sensation. You feel his free hand tilt your chin up just a little more.

But it gets to a point when neither of you can breathe, and break away, with barely enough space for your heavy breaths.

“Were you actually asleep?”

“I heard you moving around a little and it woke me up.” He admits. You try to apologize when he shakes his head. “I didn’t mind one bit.”

“Thank you.” He nods a little and lays back down.

“We can talk in the morning.” He notices your sleeping area and moves back, making space for you as well.

There are no more words spoken for the rest of the night. There’s only you, Akaashi, and your hearts beating in unison.

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[normalcartoonic]

I’m sorry...

Hello there, I know I won't be accepted forgiveness right away as I have a feeling you don't trust me, but I just want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being pushy, I'm sorry for complaining, I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm just sorry for everything. All I am is a loser with low self esteem that complains from time to time that everyone thinks I'm a liar. And I can't blame you as I feel like I'm a nobody to anybody. All I want was trying to be best person, but everything just pushes me down that I don't know who I am anymore.

Ever since I joined the internet, I've been worrying that there's a few people that would try to push me down that I can't think properly and feel like I'm nothing. Sometimes I would just push it aside and take a glimpse and take account on it's about. But he most recent event that dragged me down that made me felt like I don't belonged was around late 2019 when a friend showed me a callout post that some random person on the internet about me. I don't even know about this user until my friend showed me the journal. Most of the stuff the user said about me I can understand and I can't deny it as they exploit I draw some things people don't like (SOME things). But I felt like the user wasn't telling the entire truth as they showed that my naughty stuff (mainly pinups) weren't filtered, which is unture as I actually put some of the art under a mature filter. Either the artist may've had the mature filter off or just want to lie. Either way, I made some posts about it and all the user did was trying to make it worse. Not only that, but I found out that there's a blog on tumblr that calls out certain Mr. Men fandom users for actions they don't like, mainly those that possibly hate for not being pure, and I was in it. I didn't thought about it for a while until a week or two ago after I saw some Mr. Men servers on tumblr that I wanted to join and see who was part of it. But after trying to join, I was unexpectedly kicked out for no reason. I understand that not everyone is not gonna accept me, but at the same time that it still feels unfair that I was given the treatment, as I only just joined and didn't done anything wrong on the server. And I know there's people in the server that don't like my stuff, but it's not like I was gonna break the rules as I was gonna be on my best behavior. Besides, it's not like I'm the only one that draws NSFW Mr. Men stuff as there's other artists hidden that do similar things like that. Regardless, I decided to just give up on that Mr. Men server as I feel like I'm never gonna be part of it and they only want pure members. In hindsight, I wish my one friend never told me about that post as all it did was making feel miserable and think that everyone is gonna turn against me, which it kinda did as that blog made those servers think I'm bad person. If I hadn't heard about it, I would've been happy and oblivious and not care about what is going on.

Which leads me to another user that is somewhat connected to it. As some of you know, I've been doing the anthro takes of the Mr. Men characters based on what a friend of mine did for years and wanted to do that style as it was very comfortable doing that format, plus she did some questionable things with those takes so they didn't care if anybody else uses that take. A month ago, there was an artist I found out on tumblr that did some very cute drawings that made me jealous that I kinda wish I have that style. This artist did their take of one of my favorite characters Miss Calamity as I like the design of their human take and wanted to do their of it. I know some of you are gonna say that I should've looked at their twitter before drawing that take of the character and asked the artist to use permission on drawing their take of the character. But the thing is that I only know the artist through tumblr and I was just looking at the art they posted and didn't know about their twitter until recently. And even then, they may've blocked my twitter accounts beforehand (and possibly my tumblr account as I get an error reblogging their pieces), so I can't have any contact with the artist. And the problem with the humanized Miss Calamity design is that unlike an OC where it's 100 percent owned by the artist, a humanized take of a character from a show or film is a bit iffy as that character is owned by the company and I doubt that. And I had no other way to contact the artist and don't know what their friends are that I can pass telephone, so rather than waiting for a long time, I decided to go ahead to experiment two pieces. Sometime after venting on getting banned from the Mr. Men server I just joined, I cooled off for a bit and after talking with one of her friends and heard that that she was upset. I told them to pass an apology message about the whole mess. They don't want to talk to me directly, but they at least they know what is going on and accepted my apology.

So any future humanized Mr. Men pictures made after the two Miss Calamity pieces I drew a month ago (both safe and the explicit one) are not gonna be in that format anymore, and would go back to the previous style as it's more safe compare to the real human designs. In hindsight, I wish I never heard of this artist in the first place as I felt like finding out their human takes of the Mr. Men characters only soured out relationship more and it's unlikely we'll talk, which is sad as I like their art and felt like we could've been decent friends if things weren't exploited about me out in the open.

So what am I gonna do now? The first thing I'm gonna do is to put most of my NSFW stuff I put as links on DeviantArt under a paywall. I'm sorry for those that like my NSFW stuff, but after seeing some corners of the fandom don't like how my stuff is getting exposed that some people don't want to talk to me, I'm putting most of my stuff as payware through my patreon. So anything that wasn't under payware will be part of the treatment (alts included). Pinups are still gonna be under mature filters. If you're cheap and don't want to pay for them, go find some of them on other sites. I'm still gonna draw NSFW, but for safety reasons the more explicit stuff be mostly payware. And some of the taboo stuff won't be posted here (which doesn't matter as I just stopped doing it years ago after two posts). The second thing is that I cut some people out of my life that are just making my life hard for the past few years, like one that was friendly at first but later started to mock me over the years rather than telling me what I'm drawing wrong, and another person on twitter that was encouraging me to draw more NSFW that only made some people to not like me anymore. Now like I said, I'm still gonna draw that stuff, but it'll be under strict filters and payware after what happened. Some people that don't like me for drawing that stuff won't accept me back, but at least that's a start.

As of for what's ahead for me, I'm not sure at the moment. I just feel like I'm not meant to have any friends at all, either because of who I am, my actions or something is not related to me. All I know is that I'm still gonna draw stuff that would often pop into my mind, though I'm gonna be more careful unlike what happened recently. But we're all human and we all make mistakes. I'm also just gonna ignore anything about me that brings me down as all I want is to try to make myself happy as all that blog did was making me feel upset and feel like nobody is gonna like me on trying to exploit a lot of things about me. I know criticism is meant to make you be stronger, but some of it felt like it was trying to make be someone else that people want me to be, and all it does was just making me feel unhappy. And let's be honest, my life sucks, I have no friends and the whole world is against me no matter what I do. All I want is to be happy and do whatever I feel is right. So again, I'm sorry if were you hurt by me or feel like you were turned off by me either because of my content or how I was behaving. It's nobody's fault.

[patchworkstateofmind]

Returning a Favor | A Marvel AU Fanfic, Chapter 1

Uhm, Ive never actually posted on tumblr before, and also never written about Marvel, so I hope if anyone even reads this, you will hopefully be nice ^^

So, anyways, this is a scene from an Idea I had, it takes place in the time between Spiderman Homecoming and Avengers Infinity War. If you like the idea or my writing style, make sure to let me know, so I can continue my Idea^^

I actually recommend to listen to some music while reading this, I suggest a dark academia, royal core playlist on youtube. (I think its suits this story the best, but you do you)

Okay I should stop blabbering, Lets go!

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Title of Chapter: Ballroom Talk

Word Count: 2,4k

Other Chapters: Ch.1, Ch.2

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The music hangs heavy in the air, as you leaned against the wooden railing of the staircase. Dozens of couples twirled and turned over the marble floor and the golden chandeliers, lit with real candles set the ballroom in a magnificent golden light. Golden specks of dust whirled through the air and the movement of the puffy skirts only made them twirl even more.

You looked down your crystal glass, hmm, empty. Sighing you placed your glass on the platter of a waiter that walked by you. Your gaze crossed the room, looking at the majestic oil paintings, probably worth thousands of dollars. Decadent.

Your eyes met brown. Great, the eyes you were trying to forget. You adverted your gaze and turned around, the skirt of your dress swaying as you made your way down the side of the ballroom, trying to get away. “Excuse me.”, said a voice behind you. You sighed.

“look, I don’t have time for this right now.” You turned around and he stood in front of you. Towering at least 2 feet over you normally, he now was eye to eye with you. Heels do seem have a good point. “I know, I’m really sorry, but I was told to do this.”, he said, so he knew too, that it was just an annoyance, rather than a mission. Gosh, he sounded so much like a teenager, it was almost embarrassing.

“I know too. But I am not joining your little team of ´Revengers´”, you painted quotation marks in the air and even though the half mask on his face managed to hide his emotion quite well, you were sure you could see him snarl. You chuckled lightly. “Let me guess, your friends are right out there, ready to crash the party any moment”. You nodded your head towards one of the stained-glass windows. “Okay, kiddo.”, you began. Actually, you weren’t quite sure how old he was, he seemed at least your age, if not older, but you liked the way it railed him up.

“I know that normally, we would have a nice fight of words and then your teammates come crashing in, saving you, because you obviously aren’t strong enough to handle me on your own. You and your friends set everything on fire, I get away and yet again you think you’ve won because you’ve killed another ten old bastards, that don’t mean anything to us. But you need the accomplishment, and we don’t want you to feel like you always destroy everything without any results. And yet you do.”

He opened his mouth, trying to defend himself, but you simply talk over him. “Let’s face it. You couldn’t find a point to start your search, so you thought you would show up here, thinking that we are dumb enough to not disguise a hidden meeting better than a ball. And you thought you could crash this meeting but then noticed, that it is a real ball. And now you want information, so they sent you in her, totally blending in with everybody here.” You reach for his neck and fix the collar of his button up.

“But now you noticed that there is no one important here, that actually has information. And I know that your teammates probably realised this, but I’m not quite sure if you are intelligent enough to do too, so I’m throwing you this bone.” You make an eccentric pause. “Peter, have you noticed that not even one important person is here.”, you pointed towards the dancefloor. “And you know why? Because there is a hidden meeting, but we all know that you and your little team aren’t even remotely clever enough to even think about this, so we sat up this ball. Of course, that’s not the only reason, its also to get rich old bastards on our side, feeding them with bacon wrapped dates and hors d´oeuvres and telling them that we are this”, you pinch your fingers together. “Close to curing cancer.”

“Are you serious?”, Peter brushes his hand trough his hair. “So this is all a setup to lead us into the false direction?”. “You look distressed”, you say and reach for the tablet of yet another waiter that walks by. “Here, try some of that, it will calm you down, but yes, this is just a setup”. You take the glass and press it into Peters’ hand. He doesn’t seem to pay attention to you though, his hand lays on his ear and the other, with the glass, he raised up to his mouth. “Did you hear that Mr Stark?”, he asked.

You try to swallow a giggle. “So, I was right”, you say and turn around, making your way down the corridor. “You really couldn’t think one step further and realise that we aren’t dumb enough to hide secret things better, tsk.”

It takes Peter a few seconds to notice you are leaving, but when he does, he is sprinting down the corridor after you. “Wait!”, he yells. “Come on Peter”, you answer annoyed, it comes out as a snarl. “Why are you so relentless? You had the mission to get information, I gave you information. Its not my fault that the information is that you suck”

“Hey! We don’t suck!”, he defends and jumps around, side to side, trying to move in front of you, but your massive skirt is blocking his way, making him dance around you. Though you must admit that even though this tight corset and the puffy skirt annoy you, you can’t seem to help but thank the 18th century fashion for making people stay away from you.

“Why don’t you just go back to your friends outside, because as you can see, there is nothing interesting here, just a bunch of old dudes, dancing with young and impressionable girls on the search for a rich sugar daddy”, You say. You are really done with this shit.

“I don’t think we have that what we want yet”, a voice came from in front of you. To be fair, you didn’t expect anybody else here, which made you stop in your tracks. You needed a Minute to calm your muscles again, trying to keep your masquerade on. “Oh, thank god”, Peter huffs out from behind you. Great, you are stuck.

You raise one side of your mouth to a smirk. “Captain America, didn’t expect to see you here. Thought you would be busy with squeezing yourself into those tight spandexes.”, you say. “Though I must say, tailcoats suit you much better, you should make them into your uniform, rather than that ridiculously patriotic Costume you always wear.” “I could say the same to you, oh, wait, you look like the wallpaper of my grandma exploded on you”, he says and grins. “Ouuh, burn”, You say mockingly. “You know you could just say you like me better without clothes”, You say and glance back over your shoulder. Only to find that Peter is blushing, you look back at Cap, he’s blushing too. Double kill.

“Well, if you would excuse me Gentleman, I’ve got a dinner date to keep”, You try to manoeuvre your skirt around Cap, but he positions himself right in front of you. “I don’t think so.”, he crosses his arms over his chest. “That’s not very nice, to keep a lady from following her plans”, You say and try once again, but he takes a step sideways, blocking your path yet again. “Let’s see it like this”, Cap begins. “You can either talk with me right now, or we will take this outside and you can see if you were right with the assumption that it takes more people than one to fight you.

You sigh. “Nice move, America. Taking advantage of the girl in heels, so it can’t run away.” You turn around and look at Peter. He has taken off his mask and you lock eyes with him. “Well then kiddo”, you say and open your hand. “Give me your glass, if you don’t use it, then don’t mind if I do” He hands you the wine glass and you throw your head back, downing it in one swift motion. You place the glass onto a side table and motion for Captain America to follow you. “You want to dance?”, you ask. He lifts an eyebrow. “So, you really wanna fight”, he asks. “Nah, not now. I mean it literally, if I have to spend more time here, then why don’t use it”

He turns around to look at Peter. “Go outside, I will meet you there, if I don’t come out in ten Minutes send them in” You can’t help but snicker at this and now its your turn to cross the arms over your chest. “Are you so afraid of me? The mighty Captain America- Oh wait, the mighty one was Thor, wasn’t it? Well anyways, I’m gonna spend the rest of my evening on the dance floor”

With those words you make your way back to the ball room. The music is still the same, eerily beautiful, like from an old historian drama. You reach the end of the hallway and look at the Captain. He reaches into the inside of his tailcoat and pulls out a velvet mask. “Glad to see you thought about bringing one yourself, I counted on the fact that I would have to lend you one of mine.” You tap onto your mask. A light beige, velvet half mask, adorned with blue pearls and light blue lace. It matched with your dress.

He holds out his elbow and you interlock your arm into his. You make your way to the dance floor, its not a formation dance, so you don’t stick out when you two join in in a free space. He places his hand on the side of your body and you reach out to place your hand in his. You begin the turn around the floor, not thinking about a choreography.

“Okay, Mr. America”, you say, now quieter, although the music and the chitter chatter all around you should make it hard for anybody else to hear your conversation. “You have this one dance, if you want to talk any longer, we will have to fight. And we both know that a fight will end in at least on person to be hurt. And I don’t know why, but I don’t think it will be me.”

He meets your stern gaze with just as much aversion. “I do think too that one dance is more than enough”. “By then, start your questions”. You turn outwards and twirl yourself back in under his arm. “Why are you doing this ball?”, he asks. “Like I said, its easier to have meetings that shall not be interrupted, if you have something where the people that could interrupt are occupied” “So, I guess that’s why you are here too, because they don’t want you to interrupt either?”, he asks and you can hear his intention right through. “I am really sorry, but I think we both know that you will not be able to question my loyalty”

He leaves your hand to place his on the other side of your waist and you place yours on his shoulders. With a swift motion he lifts you up as the music reaches its climax and with a turn puts you back down on your feet. “Next question”, you say. “You are running out of time”

“Why this masquerade?” You sigh. “I know, it’s very cliché isn’t it; I also don’t know why it has to be in this Victorian style, but I guess it should make the people here feel more at home, old people like old stuff, don’t they? But of course, I shouldn’t tell you about old stuff, I mean, you’re the 100-year-old” He rolls his eyes. “You know that’s not what I meant”. “Ugh, I know, you see, this is a disguise for a meeting, but its also a coming together of really rich people, and really rich people tend to do really bad stuff. Its easier to gather blackmail bait when people feel safe because of a mask that isn’t hiding anything.” “So, it’s a trick to steal money from the rich?” “No, its to steal Power from the rich. If you want to really win this game of power, you got to have the rich and powerful on your side, not only the handymen. And based on the facts I do know; you don’t even seem to have the handymen on your side. The Avengers, always there for the people”, you sigh mockingly. “but doing nothing more,  than leaving a trail of misery and destruction. Cut to the chase, what is really the reason you and your friends are here?”

“Where is the secret headquarters of Hydra?”, he asks, and you drop your smile. “Oh, straight to the point I guess”, You say and take a step away from him. He grabs your hands and pulls you back in, this time his hand lands on your back, holding you firmly in place. He leans down to your ear. For other people it must look like you are a couple, but the snarl in his voice is more than enough to find out the real affirmation between you two.

“Cut it, we know that you and your little crew have connections to hydra” You lean back, trying to bring space between you two and snarl back. “You should be careful who you make assumptions about, some people are not very happy to be affiliated with those people.” “Those people!?”, he gets louder. “Last time I remembered you blowing up a part of Siberia, destroying everything in a 100-mile radius. You are nothing better than Hydra.”

“I am not in affiliation with Hydra, but remember this for the next time we meet, America.”, you hiss and now you lean into him. “I will rip everything you love apart if you don’t keep your dirty hands of my business. And I think we both know that I won’t hesitate. But maybe I shouldn’t threaten you” You lean back and push against his chest, stepping away. “If you dare once again to interfere with my business, I will destroy everything any of you are fond of. Your little boy, Peter. This naïve and sweet boy. How about we start with him? Or maybe start with something that hurts. I come to know about a certain woman named… What was it? Peggy?”

With these words you turn around and storm of, you don’t hear footsteps behind you, and you are really sure that he won’t be following you.

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Thank you for reading!

Have a great day!

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merlin as tumblr posts again because when i edited a typo in the original it fucked up the formatting

everyone: you have to make time for yourself

morgana: *stays up until 1 am every night crying* me time

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morgana: ohhhh so the pain is forever and endless i get it now

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young!mordred: once i learn how to read and write it’s over for you hoes

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lancelot, in cursive: i can’t read cursive handwriting

gwaine: what does this say

elyan: i can’t read cursive handwriting

gwaine: bitch me neither that’s why i asked

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arthur, to merlin, about lancelot: is he...y’know…*gestures downard to super hell*

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uther, straight: hey what’s up guys do you want to go get some food

arthur and morgana, gay: ??????

uther: oh sorry i mean asgdhjdhs guys do you??? want some food??? lmao ashdjdjhs

arthur and morgana: oh! agshdjjshsj yeah lmao agshdj

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morgana: do you ever associate the word “girlfriend” with wlw so much that you forget straight boys have girlfriends

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gwen: am taking care of a tiny kitten. have given it an excellent name. dad thinks i’m calling her “minty” but this is actually short for The Government

gwen: The Government bit my finger and pooped on the floor

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gwaine: peak art is when you were like six and you scribbled all over ms paint and then carefully paintbucketed in all the different shapes in the scribbles to make ��stained glass”

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morgause: forcing my car to commit sins so it goes to hell with me when i die

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leon, after arthur gives the knights a pep talk: so motivational...time to drill a hole in my skull

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morgana: i want to be a she really did that!! kind of girl but i don’t do anything

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arthur: pros and cons of being my friend:

arthur: pro: you have a friend

arthur: con: it’s me

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gwaine, to lancelot: bro let’s watch a horror movie together...bro you look scared do you wanna share a blanket dude? if you wanna hold hands it’s ok. if you wanna rest your head on my shoulder it’s alright bro...bro if you wanna kiss that’s understandable that was a scary movie...we can keep cuddling after the movie is over it’s alright dude…

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lancelot: old town road but he just keeps listing all the places he has horses

gwaine: i got the horses in the back

gwaine: horses on the track

gwaine: horses in the shack and i got horses fetching snacks

gwaine: i got the horses in earth’s core

gwaine: down under the floor

gwaine: horses in the store and i got horses on the moor

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gwaine: died and came back as a cowboy i call that reintarnation

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morgana: *shows up at college* excuse me will someone please direct me to the leftist brainwashing class? i’m here for the leftist brainwashing class

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merlin: finally found someone i was more disappointed in that myself: the entirety of america camelot

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morgause: customer (derogatory)

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arthur: business major (derogatory)

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leon: leonardo dicaprio date a woman over 25 challenge

gwaine: thought that said “leonardo da vinci” and was confused since da vinci was gay and also since you were calling out someone who’s been dead for well over 7 years

leon: well. da vinci has been well over 7 years, i’ll give you that

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morgana: the retirement age needs to be lowered to 25. i’ve had enough

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gwaine: i’m fucking in luigi’s mansion

leon: who?

gwaine: some italian freak

gwaine: oh you meant who am i fucking. your mom

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leon: stop setting things on fire because you’re curious about what will happen. what will happen is fire

gwaine: but what if...something else happens. just this 1 time

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morgause: bored? burn an orphan. who’re they gonna tell? their parents?

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morgana: due to personal reasons i will be a serial arsonist

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mithian: fruit (affectionate)

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arthur: going to the fruit (derogatory) store do you want anything

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gwen: fruit (salad, yummy yummy)

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morgana, to gwen: i’m allergic to hookup culture and too weird to participate anyway. die in my arms

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kilgharrah: i am fast and full of teeth. i will die in a barn fire

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morgana: not evil anymore i want to be loved now

morgana: evil again

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morgause: every day i put on my evil little clothes and do my evil little tasks

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percival: megan thee stallion and timothee chalamet are the same age

gwaine: megan thee stallion 🤝 timo thee chalamet

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morgana: hey how many swords do you have

morgause: sword of a lot

morgana: blocked

morgause: parried

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morgana and gwen simultaneously in 1x10: *chanting* girls with swords girls with swords

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morgana: the more knives you have the more valid you are

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kilgharrah: blocked. blocked. blocked. you’re all blocked. none of you are free from sin.

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morgana: seven deadly sins speedrun

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gwaine: i want 6 pet sloths so i can name them after every sin except for sloth

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merlin: the eighth deadly sin is networking

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arthur: online school culture is constantly wondering if there’s a sneaky little assignment you missed...is it tucked under modules or assignments or heaven forbid, announcements? who’s to say?

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gaius: asynchronous learning

merlin, a clown: mmmnaptime

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arthur: have you ever just cried because you’re you

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elyan, to percival: bro, we are teens . it’s ok to cry around me . i’m your best friend . i love you … bro we are kissing now … no don’t stop bro … bro …

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morgana: mad bc i was told as the bride my wedding would be “my day” but actually where will be a whole other bride there and we will have to share it

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leon: i’m disgusted every time someone does a gender reveal and it’s about a gender i already know about, what kind of reveal is that

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leon: gender reveal party??? no, this is a gender repeal party. we out here revoking genders

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gwaine: you’re laughing. i asked you who sings party rock anthem and you’re laughing

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gwaine: make no mistake not only am i party rocking but i’m also in the house tonight

elyan: are you shuffling?

gwaine: everyday

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morgana: lung extensions

morgana: with extended lungs you can: scream longer, breathe harder, brag about extended lungs

morgana: this procedure is not legal but i will do it for you

morgana: do not tell the police or morgause

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morgana: i’m so sick of dna, i’m going to have all mine removed

morgause: good news! this is a real thing that can happen to you

morgana: perfect, sign me up

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morgana: if YOU die because i poisoned you...how is that MY fault like i’m sorry you aren’t immune to my poisons i think that’s genuinely something you need to work on. fix yourself before blaming others

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arthur: my body is NOT a “temple”...it is a CLOWN CAR and NONE OF THESE BITCHES KNOW HOW TO DRIVE

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morgause: live

morgause: laugh

morgause: l u r k

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mcdonald’s employee: please sir get off the table

gwaine: I ASKED FOR TWO LARGE FRIES *dumping bag of fried out onto the floor* BUT INSTEAD GOT A HUNDRED FUCKEN LITTLE ONES

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merlin: i relate to vampires because i too must be clearly and specifically invited in before i have the audacity to try to participate in anything

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gwaine: it can’t be september, just yesterday is was marchgustuary

lancelot: today’s date: [REDACTED]/[REDACTED]/20

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gwaine: why are internet friends not normalized. it’s 2020 they’re probably making robots that will wipe your ass for you and i can’t text grace in the uk and tell her to have a good day? fuck you

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percival: imagine if halsey was in beauty and the beast

elyan: are you insane like gaston. been in pain like gaston. bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like gaston

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arthur: my dad is learning about pronouns/gender identity and he called me in the middle of the night to tell me he is cis

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merlin: ough. those first 400 bites of dirt were not so good. maybe the next one will be better

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morgana: i’m at the dark candy store, buying sorrowful ranchers

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merlin: i’m surprised no one has ever punched me in the face

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gwen: i want a gf so i can send her memes about loving my gf

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morgause: oh to cook with my wife and stand directly in front of cabinets and drawers she needs to open

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morgause: decided i will no longer be paying taxes. what are they gonna do, tax me more? go ahead. i won’t pay those either. oh i’m going to prison? the one paid for by my tax dollars? sorry, didn’t pay em. now there is no prison. i am at least 3 steps ahead of the government at all times

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merlin: lab safety but the teacher just wants to you die

merlin: lab safety: 1. drink whatever’s in that beaker. i know you fucking want to

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morgause: my therapist is selling her house so i’m gonna find the listing online and make her living room my zoom backgrounds before our next session. you wanna get in my head? ok well i’m in your home babe. i’m in charge now

morgana: yeah i see why you’re in therapy

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morgana: i hate it when people ask me to “explain my thought process” like hell if i know

morgana: what’s going on in that head of yours?” nothing i want to be a part of

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mordred: hey girls what’s the hot gossip what’s new what’s the 411

morgana and morgause: everything is bad and getting worse by the day

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morgause: common letter greetings from 1889

morgause: dearest my-soon-to-be-enemy

morgause: salutations and i hope you enjoy contact prison

morgause: i hope this letter finds you in a ditch

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arthur: *highlights all the wrong and unimportant stuff with full confidence*

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merlin: i’ve tried opening my mouth and saying words before and i’ve gotta say, i’m not a fan

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morgana: a large group of humans is called a fuck that

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website: synonyms for blood: juice

mithian: thank you thesaurus.com, that is absolutely not what i was looking for

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gwaine: gen z humor was single-handedly cultivated by the zoo wee mama comic and you can’t convince me otherwise

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morgana: screw this it’s halloween now *turns into a swarm of bats them consumes the moon*

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morgana: i can’t believe the heterosexuals are gone. they’re gone

uther: we’re still here

arthur: who said that

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gwaine: no more france

gwaine: society has progressed passed the need for france

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morgause: girls night out (of body experience)

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morgana, to morgause: what do you mean “what have i been up to”...i’m out here ruining my own life as always bitch

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merlin: stop complaining about your life. there are literally people living in camelot

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arthur, trying to find new knights: oh so you’re a human? name three pictures with traffic lights in them

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gwaine: we mcfreaking lost her doctor

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morgause: looking for a wife in the walmart

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morgause: arrested for visiting www.killing.com/murder

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gwaine, to merlin: no bro this isn’t a date listen bro

gwaine: it’s bruhnch

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morgause, to cenred: if you think i’m not interested, you’re right

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gwen: put a pancake on a girl’s head when she’s asleep to keep her warm and safe

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morgana: idk what mad scientist needs to hear this today but your goggles and lab coat are incredibly flattering and all your experiments will block away the scientific community who called you a fool

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morgause: i’m gonna fucking die disease

morgause: symptoms: back hurts a bit too much for a bit too long

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arthur: if you think i’m annoying now wait until i get over my fear of being perceived as annoying

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merlin: sorry if i’m bothering you

surgeon: how do you keep waking up and saying that

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gwaine: home depot needs more small tunnels for me to crawl through tbh

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percival: hot tip: soup is customizable! go wild but know your limits

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morgana: brains say “i know a spot” and take you to a traumatic memory from 2011

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mithian: “can you multitask” yes actually i am losing my mind and chilling at the same time

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morgana: quarantine schedule to keep you on track

morgana: wake up

morgana: neglect online school

morgana: yearn (ongoing project)

morgana: again!

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mithian: if cats don’t want to be held like little babies maybe they shouldn’t be roughly the size and shape of little babies

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morgause: fuck this pandemic i could’ve ruined 2020 on my own

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morgana: a cute girl told me she has lots of plants in her house and i told her for some fucking reason “damn the oxygen at your place must be mad crisp” and somehow still got her number so. chase your dreams. nothing is impossible apparently

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morgana: oh to wear a knife strapped against my thigh beneath a silk dress

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morgana, running off with morgause at the end of season 2: i hate this place i want to go to build a bear

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morgana, at work: i’m evil

morgana, 1 second after clocking out: not evil anymore i want to be loved now

morgana, the next day at work: evil again

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season 2 morgana: i am fine thank you for asking! though recently there has been a darkness growing within me

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morgause: *thinks about love* okay well i am just losing my mind and being insane now

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arthur: you think you can hurt my feelings? i’ve been the least favorite in every single friendship group i’ve had since i was 8

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morgana, staring out the window at arthur and merlin: look at them plotting my downfall

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mithian: i wanna buy clown noses in bulk and start sticking them on every person i see whose mask is pulled too low

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mithian: oh to be a tiny cat whose biggest concern is the looming threat of being gently picked up and kissed on the head

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morgana: i deserve to be kissed

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morgana: did you have a homoerotic friendship with a girl in high school that ended in tragedy and you two are never talking again or are you normal?

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mithian: just diagnosed with forehead kiss deficiency :/

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morgana: i think i’ll continue to wear a mask when this shit’s all over, and huge sunglasses. my face is none of your business

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morgause: my therapist told me that sometimes when a person consumes the same piece of media over and over they may be unconsciously coping with a mental block so now i’m trying to figure out what the fuck i was going through that made me watch ratatouille 8 times a day for a solid month in middle school

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morgause: opposite of depression nap. depression awakeness. refreshing the same three websites over and over. there’s nothing new on any of them. eight seconds have passed and it feels like a century

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morgana: very homophobic that my head is not laying on the chest of my maidservant as i am drifting off to sleep

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merlin: no no, it’s fine, i’ll text myself back

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morgana: *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns* *pines* *longs* *yearns*

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arthur: i’d have to be a fool not to? being a fool and not doing things are my top two activities

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gwaine: you think it’s easy to be me? you think it’s easy to get up every. single. day. and be an industrial grade dumbass? well it’s not. but that’s what i do. and i’ll never stop.

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morgana: ah shit i’m sorry man, my schedule for the week is all booked

sunday: yearn

monday: pine

tuesday: long

wednesday: ache

thursday: sigh

friday: lament

saturday: crave

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morgana: talents include: being a public menace, denying God’s will, petting dogs, yearning, being dramatic, witchcraft, quoting classic literature when no one asked, napping, befriending a murder of crows, being gay, covering up my emotions by being “the funny friend” when in reality i’m really going through it, wistfully staring out the car window

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merlin: *doesn’t even do the bare minimum* all in a day’s work

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cenred: a “period” is not an excuse to have an attitude

morgause: i miss the times when men would go to war and die

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morgana: the cheap halloween vampire fangs stay ON during sex

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gwen: maybe i pspspspsp’ed you because i love you. did you think of that? huh?

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morgana: mom said it’s my turn to hand out the ominous and vague warnings

arthur: that wasn’t mom

uther: she JUST SAID it was her turn

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morgause: i’m a chill person but if my back doesn’t stop hurting i’m going to take out my spine and beat God with it

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mithian: one of these days i’m going to say the f word

mithian: then you’ll all be sorry

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morgause: 3 words every girl wants to hear

morgause: club penguin membership

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morgana: hmm, yes.

morgana: time to s i p

morgana: some *~crispy~*

morgana: d i h y d r o g e n m o n o x i d e

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morgause: roll call! raise your hand if you’re in the following fandoms:

morgause: 1. suffering 2. the pain of living

morgana: *raises both hands and a leg*

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leon: it’s so hard being a single mom when you have no kids and are a male teenager

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merlin: yeah bro hit me up and we’ll cancel some plans sometime

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morgana: my brain, or as i like to call it, the suffer contraption

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morgause: my circle so small i almost cut myself off

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morgause hyping herself up before entering any public area: i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal

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arthur: today in french we learned how to say “what’s in the bag” and i couldn’t stop laughing because

arthur: swaggity swag qu’est-ce qui dans le sac

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merlin: even when i am not speaking, know that horrible sentences are raging within me

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mithian in 5x04: sorry bro i can’t go out tonight. i’m stuck in an eternal state of melancholy

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morgause: shower gel label: immerse yourself in this new “Me Time” luxury frooty tooty. abandon all sense of identity and dissolve your memories into this soothing chemical broth. one billion melons are in this tube...use them wisely

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leon, writing a headline about the most recent knights’ mission: local dumbasses knew that what they were getting themselves into and did it anyways

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morgana: *feels random pain in body*

morgana: kill me

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mithian: *slowly inches closer to your pet*

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morgause: *refuses to look at texts* i love conversation and communication

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arthur: cute gender neutral things to call your partner

arthur: significant annoyance

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leon: the most unrealistic fantasy trope is the one where half of the pair works in some sort of shop and one is a customer because i have literally never thought about a customer with anything other than contempt

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gwaine: why is everyone talking about 1d all of a sudden did one of them die

elyan: they’re 10 years old now

gwaine: i wish them luck 4th grade is tough!!

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gwaine: must i pursue a career? is it not enough to be passionate about tv shows and snack foods?

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leon, aroace: cool date idea: me eating oatmeal by myself

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morgana: i have no self of steam

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gwaine: i hate wearing a mask. i miss being able to gently kiss my trader joe’s cashier on the lips after they ring up my $8 box of blueberries

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morgana: committing acts of violence today…*pushes morgause’s glass of water off the counter*

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gwaine: mario will do anything to put a smile on your face

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morgana: haha we get along so well...our brains just work the same way

morgause, after changing her entire personality to match morgana’s after analyzing the way she talks and texts: haha yeah it’s incredible

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gwaine: covered in sauce, trembling

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arthur: *says the vaguest most incoherent shit ever*

arthur: you know what i mean :/

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[online]

morgana: *screenshots things her girlfriend said to her so she can read it again later* yeah i’m not gay

uther: dude no offence i don’t want to sound like an sjw or anything but if you have a girlfriend you’re straight. that’s just how it works

morgana: i’m a girl

uther: what the fuck

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morgana: the second you say “family group chat” i know we are not the same

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gwen: what if early in the morning after buying groceries we got caught in the rain and i used my jacket to cover your head ut we still got soaked and we made a fire at home and brewed tea and sat together watching the rain as our cats hid under our feets at each sound of thunder and we ate stew for dinner and watched tv until we fell asleep on the couch with your head resting on my shoulder

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gwaine, to percival: hold my hand bro we’re crossing the street

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percival: imageine if we all just started ignoring celebrities though

percival: i can’t stop thinking about how funny this would be. imagine kyie jenner posting a selfie and it gets 12 likes

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morgana: this isn’t fun anymore i need a kiss

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morgause at 1159 pm: life’s great lol

morgause at 1201 am: does anyone really know me? most importantly do i really know me? what if life doesn’t get better than this?

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merlin: king i needbfjdjgnjfg qldkr snmsmdjgjt ….. .. i need--fjrjkrhgphpqn dd

arthur: huh *dunks merlin’s head back underwater*

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morgana: i don’t go to therapy or take any pills i just rawdog life and let my brain turn into soup

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mordred: dark emails

morgause: to whom it WILL concern

morgana: now that this email has found you

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gwaine: hi waiter could i get the spaghetti i promise i’ll behave this time

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merlin: the sexiest thing about me? everything hurts my feelings

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gwaine: how is sex fun if i have to remove my crocs to have it

elyan: if he makes you remove your crocs for sex he isn’t the one

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morgause: a motherfucker could use an embrace

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morgana: every night after 10pm my feelings start crawling out, starved, as i beat them with a moderately large stick vigorously hissing “stay back” until i inevitably fall asleep

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fanfiction: there’s only one room available…

morgause, who specifically chose a rated m and explicit story: oh my gosh there’s only one room they’re gonna share a bed what’s gonna happen next

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morgana: i can have a little unrealistic romantic fantasy. as a treat

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arthur: some of y’all weren’t asked out as a joke in middle school and it shows

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morgana: how is everyone doing. i’ll go first i’m doing badly

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morgana: being a kid was so fucking funny we’d just go around lying to each other’s faces constantly to impress each other one of the knights told me he was the first person to visit the sun and when i asked him what it was like to prove he was lying he said he didn’t remember because they sent him there when he was a baby and to this day the mental image of nasa launching an unsupervised baby into the sun still makes me crack up

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elyan: do you wish you were seeing somebody

leon: a therapist

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morgause: when you see someone from high school and they don’t recognize you that’s the exact opposite of the mortifying ordeal of being known. the gratifying relief of being forgotten

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[texting]

morgana: you seem hard to kill

morgause: aw thank you

morgause: i haven’t been killed yet

morgana: to your knowledge

morgause: what

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morgana: just truly bonkers how much i love lying down……..like being horizontal? Unparalleled

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arthur: when i was younger i really thought that piranhas were going to be a bigger issue for me than they’ve turned out to be

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morgause: filling out the depression and anxiety checkboxes at the doctors is always so sad but also very very funny

morgause: i am handed a piece of paper. i check off a box that says “every day i wish i were dead”. i hand back the paper. the paper and its contents are never again discussed.

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morgana: unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, i cannot just “walk up and join the circle of people talking”, but it does sound lovely thank you

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morgana: if california is so expensive why don’t you move to somewhere like ohio

morgause: full offense but i’d rather be dead in california than alive in ohio

morgause: ugly and uninspiring--review of ohio

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morgana: staying up late not even fun anymore it’s just sad

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morgause: everyone should be comfortable in their own skin :)

morgause’s brain: except for you

morgause: except for me :)

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mithian: please peer pressure me into finishing projects

merlin: do it or you’re straight

mithian: i said peer pressure not threaten

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morgause: the year is 2030. bakery art is so realistic, literally anything could be cake. the uncertainty has gripped the world in fear. i go to hug my wife for comfort. she is cake.

morgause: i sob in despair as i eat my cake wife. she is delicious

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gwen: do ladies love stupid men or do they just love men who don’t exhaust every opportunity to feel smart

gwen: “i used to think that melancholy was a vegetable” that’s incredible, let’s hang out more

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morgause: basically i accidentally listened to a song a few years ago and it led to this

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morgana: *desperately tries to romanticise her homework*

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uther: do i have to be pretty? is it not enough to simply be the loudest person in the room with the worst opinions

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morgana: oh i can’t possibly study, i have allotted the next six hours to yearning vaguely

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morgause: allow me to de-introduce myself

morgause: my name is [redacted]

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arthur: i have no good posts today i’m sorry guys

merlin: haha “today”

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mordred: “do we perhaps use magic because we were bullied and needed blah blah special interest blah blah” shut the FUCK up i use magic to see my anime husband’s big fucking honkers. sorry you got pantsed in front of your crush

morgana: i came here to bully people

mordred: is it because you got pantsed in front of your crush

morgana: no it’s because i’m deranged

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mithian: pretty sure seven deadly sins is a bit excessive

mithian: just combine wrath and gluttony and make hangry

mithian: sloth and pride make Bottoming

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morgana: despicable me ruined the word minion whenever i become a supervillain i’m just going to have to call them my homies or whatever

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gwen: as a bisexual i am attracted to lanky boys with dark hair, girls who look like they could kill me, and anyone wearing vampire teeth

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morgana: if someone tried to assassinate me that would make me feel so important and valued and beloved

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gwaine: turn down for whom?

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mithian: fact: usage of the word “the” has begun to decline. this is because as more and more people become educated, usage of the word “thoum’st” has become more common.

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morgana, kidnapping mithian in 5x04: truth or dare? uhhh i dare you to………………………………..fall in love with me. haha i’m just joking bro………………..unless…………………………?

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gwaine: my thoughts are like a clearance sale

gwaine: once it’s gone it’s gone

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morgana: *pronounces “hors d’oeuvres” as “horse divorce” specifically to piss off morgause*

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gwaine: do you prefer women or men?

leon: death

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morgause: honestly no offense but i love falling asleep and sleeping. it’s like. ok goodnight

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morgause: ngl it’s kinda difficult to be the moody and mysterious background character in everyone’s life when you’re quarantined at home

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morgause: i need to get laid

morgause: --to rest. put me in a coffin, let my soul ascend

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gwaine: it takes a lot of heart to be this stupid

gwaine: it takes real strength not to know shit about fuck

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elyan: what’s your favorite anime?

leon: i’m a christian

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arthur: just bought this tapeworm from etsy!

lancelot: where are you gonna keep it

arthur: :)

merlin: i don’t like this conversion very much

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gwaine: i’m home alone with the tv repair man

gwaine: i’m no fool, there are only two possible outcomes of this scenario

gwaine: porn or murder

gwaine, an hour later: apparently there was an unforeseen third outcome where he fixes the tv and then leaves

.

morgause: well tomorrow fucking sucked

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morgana: dark brunch

morgana: *mixes a mimosa with evil intent*

morgause: this is just what being gay is like

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gwaine: movie idea: guy finds a stone tablet engraved with a mysterious alien language and gets caught up in a national treasure-esque adventure to decipher its meaning, only to learn that it’s just an alien “live laugh love” decoration

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arthur: sorry i didn’t mean to open your ig story 20 seconds after you posted i’m just unemployed

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arthur: why do you say men are objects? that’s not true and hurtful

morgana: men are on sale at the grocery store for a few dollars

OR

cenred: why do you say men are objects? that’s not true and hurtful

morgause: men are on sale at the grocery store for a few dollars

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morgana: wow would you look at that. it’s already that time of the night where i move the stuff on my bed to my chair. can’t wait until tomorrow when i move the stuff from my chair back onto my bed

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gwaine: hi i’m bethany with girl defined ministry and today we are going to be talking about how to stan my chemical romance in a God-honoring way

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morgana: bottom: ,,, !!! ;;; vers: …. top: no punctuation whatsoever

morgause: tops are illiterate

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morgause: i slept for almost 12 hours but i might still be tired so let’s go for 12 more just in case

morgana: morgause that’s a coma

morgause: sounds festive

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mithian: i am a simple woman. i enter the kitchen. i eat four servings of bread products. i leave.

gwaine: it’s one serving if you serve all of it to yourself

mithian: i like the way you think, friend

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gwaine: spencer from icarly and rodrick from diary of a wimpy kid are on the opposite ends of the same spectrum

elyan: the gay older brother scale

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merlin: i found a rock :)

merlin: my troubles will soon be over

gwaine: parasite (2019) dir. bong joon ho

percival: uncut gems (2019) dir. josh and benny safdie

elyan: cain

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morgana: social distancing is okay for me bc i’ve been touch starved since the 15th century. i’m used to it

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mithian: fanfiction hits different when you’re gay and yearning and haven’t experienced an ounce of romance in your life

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morgause: callout for rude baby seen at grocery store

morgause: i’m calling out a baby (approximately 12-14 months old) from the grocery store due to its rudeness. i’m guessing its age based on appearance, motor skills (atrocious) and whatnot. anyway, i smiled at this baby and it just stared at me. as soon as i began to move on, though, the baby said “no!” and started giggling when i turned back around. this happened multiple times. the baby’s actions were toxic and manipulative. the baby was also manhandling a package of dried fruit which wasn’t yet paid for (quite minor) and was just generally sitting around and not helping

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gwen: we need to melt down all the pennies and make the statue of liberty a girlfriend

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morgause: had a realization in a dream i just had that this isn’t real and i can just do whatever i want and so i started shrinking the face of this guy that was talking to me and then once it got real small i woke up sleep paralyzed

morgause: i was given godlike powers over the universe by realizing it’s all in my head and the first thing i did was use them to torment the nearest man

morgause: and the actual God woke me up and put be into a 5 minute timeout to lay frozen and think about what i’ve done

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morgana: does anyone else feel an awkward tension whenever you see another person your age in the grocery store

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gwaine: the number 87 kinda looks like a plague doctor

percival: you’ve just changed the fucking game

elyan: [|87

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morgana: a lonely bitch...a loner...i love isolation AND detachment

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gwaine: i will not call the judges “your honor”. in america we don’t have titles of nobility. they will get a simple “yes dude” from me

gwaine: calling big bird just “bird” because i do not respect him

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morgause: *photo of a pizza in a bad* caught the bae sleepin

mordred: now why would you waste a perfectly good pizza :(

morgause: that “waste” happens to be my wife getting her beauty sleep. think before you speak

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gwaine: *finishes wedding vows* don’t forget to like and subscribe

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morgana: *is bitter but is also right*

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morgana: how dare you not notice me when i’m ignoring you

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morgause, killing cenred: men be like i’m bilingual i speak english and over women

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gwaine: after i move i really wanna get a used roomba

percival: i love that you’re adopting instead of buying from a breeder

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mordred: joking about a kink is a gateway drug into developing said kink

morgana: my kink is mental, emotional, and financial stability

morgause: unrealistic, settle for choking like normal people

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gaius: gay people use halloween props as home decor year round

morgana: shut up shut up this black jar with a raven painted on it is holiday-neutral

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[texting]

morgause: can you come out?

morgana: yeah gimme a minute

morgana: morgause, i’m gay

morgause: i know that. come out to the car

morgana: car, i’m gay

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morgause: God FUCKING damnit i’m such a hopeless romantic one day someone’s gonna say “i love you” and i’m just going to let out an agonized scream so horrible that they immediately change their mind

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gaius: i’m not wearing glasses anymore i’ve seen enough

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morgause: sorry my battery’s on 96% i gtg

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morgause: you hate me? wow you think you’re hot shit and original huh well i hated me first so you can go grab a number and wait your turn

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morgana: don’t ignore me ?? i despise being ignored ?? i mean i’m ignoring like 8 people right now but still ???

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morgana: shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation

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morgana: the concept of physical beauty is a scam unless you’re calling me cute in which case it is valid, actually

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merlin: oh, so when other people go outside it’s “good for their health” and “highly recommended”, it’s only when i do it that it’s a “containment breach” and a “high-level threat to public safety and security”, huh?

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gwaine: a charming photo of young john mulaney, seemingly celebrating the kennedy assassination

merlin: princess diana wasn’t john mulaney’s first kill

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morgause: hate when i got out in public and the public is there

morgana: it seems the public is no longer in the public

morgause: i’ve won...but at what cost?

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morgana: girls will see a chance to commit arson and be like “sorry, i have to take this”

morgause: girls will see a building that’s not on fire and say “is anyone gonna burn that” and not wait for an answer

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Kyoka-roku Saito CG Character Perspective

Sooooooo…. apparently there are character perspectives audio lines in the 2013 Hakuoki Kyoka-roku vita game…. which I didn’t really notice until after re-reading the translation list from where I found the TL for the ones from Zuisouroku (other kyoka-roku stuff won’t be done til next year)….The format of these posts will be the same as the Zuisouroku character perspectives, and while there are less cgs with voiced dialogue, each cg has 5 lines of dialogue… with 6 cgs per guy aside from Kazama who only has 3 cgs with dialogue (i’d say huzzah for less tl work but some of these lines are quite long).

Unfortunately, I do not have access to the posting with Heisuke’s cgs from this game… *sigh* I’ve tried figuring out weibo’s blog.sina to try and gain access to that and some of those other postings since there’s a posting with 3 tracks (of 7) for a drama that I’m missing similar to the One Inch Samurai that I really wanna have translated (in it, saito, hijikata, harada and kazama shrink due to some mysterious concoction of ishida sanyaku that was in some tea that was apparently meant for ‘waga yome’ according to a message left by the teapot it was in which saito then chose to serve after disregarding the message)…but ive sadly had no luck in doing so since i think the original author of the post made it encrypted..... (tho i do have the cd if anyone wants to help get it translated).

Anyway, this was the post that disappeared from my queue.... though I somehow managed to recover it by getting my tumblr exported. Also, none of these images are mine and I took them off the tl post i found.... maybe if i somehow get to picking up this game will i change the pics (haha.....ha.....).

Enjoy~!

Hakuoki Kyoka-Roku Saito CG Character Perspective

Translation by KumoriYami

(Face) Is my face dirty? “Seeing such an earnest expression will make you feel entranced”? That’s the first time someone ever said that to me…. No, I’m not shy. Don’t mind it.

(Body) What, what are you doing..?! Ah…….sorry. Because you suddenly ran into/hit me.

(Scarf) This scarf is always with me.

(Scarf) Why are you so interested in this scarf [or? in scarves]/Why do you care so much about this scarf [/about scarves?]

[i hate how Chinese isn’t clear with nouns being singular and plural.]

(Katana) At that time, I clearly remembered what happened. Your sword was very skilful which caused me to be unable to hold my strength back. [However] Believing too much in oneself is also your fault [??? I’m assuming it says Being overconfident is also your fault]. I’m very sorry for frightening you.

(Left Hand) Is it really rare/strange to be left-handed?

(Left Hand) The Shinsengumi, which accepted me for being left-handed, is my home.

(Left Hand) Do not take the risk of reaching out to someone’s hand holding a sword. 

(Katana) This sword has tasted the blood [literally: “suck blood”] of countless people. Eventually, I will die in battle due to being unable to hold my sword, which is something that I have mentally prepared for. But you told me, that this sword has protected you. The rationality of preserving life cannot easily be abandoned, this truth, is something that you taught me.

(Chizuru) Thinking about it now, I may have been deeply attracted to you from then on. Hoping that I would live, because of this sentence that you said to me, those words shocked my heart(/mind/soul) more than anything. 

(Face) When I heard you say that you would be staying together with me, I was stunned. At the time, I was prepared to die, but you unexpectedly saw through me [says: my mind].

(Hair) Wherever you touch, it always feels warm.

(Hair) Compared to my hair, yours is more beautiful.

(Hair) Don’t touch me like that. That will also make me want to touch your hair too… 

(Hand) Just by having you at my side/As long as you’re around, I have nothing to fear. I am convinced that I am happier than any other man on the battlefield. Thanks to you, I am who I am today.

[the first tl is more literal for the first sentence ^]

(Clothes) After getting used to them, Western-styled clothes are actually quite comfortable [TL is literally: “very good”].

(Clothes) Even if you are not holding me tightly, I will not leave you.

(Clothes) Don’t stare at my clothes too closely… I will never fasten a button incorrectly again. [LOL....]

(Chest) Did you notice how my body was trembling/shaking then? Even though I was nervous at the time, I was always worried about making you scared or being hated by you…. but as long as you are at my side, I can become strong.

(Chizuru’s Hand) Your hands are really small. But these are the hands that firmly held/grasped onto me. From now on, I will protect your hands.

(Body) Don’t worry. I will never become a rasetsu again. 

(Body) Even without personally touching with your own hands to confirm it, I will also never leave your side/I will always be there for you [1st interpretation is more literal].

(Body) Whenever you touch me, my heart becomes warm.

(Body) If I lost to Kazama, you would have been taken away by him. Thank you for believing in me. You entrusting your life to me, this gave me the key to victory.

(Kazama) If I was fighting alone, I would certainly lose [CH tl roughly says: be incapable of prevailing/achieving victory]. It’s because I had my comrades, as well as you, that I was able to win that fight. [Although I] clearly said that I would be protecting you, in the end perhaps, I was protected by you.

(Face) Even if samurai no longer exist, and even if the world changes, the desire of wanting to live with you for the rest of [my] life, will never change. 

[might say: “protect you for the rest of my life” since the word “守” can also mean protect/guard/nearby and what follows is “终老” which means to spend one’s years - literally ‘until aged’]

(Clothes) I told you, I hope that you don’t pull at my clothes after calling for me….. rather I want you to call me by my name.

(Clothes) Wherever you touch, I don’t know why [but] it becomes quite warm.

(Chizuru’s Hand) If you are worried, I will never wear such thin [clothes] when going out in the future.

(Snow) Before I never cared about this, but I think this scenery/view is quite/very beautiful. I want to admire this beautiful view together with you. Now that I think about it, this way of thinking is lovely. Thanks to you changing me, I am able to stand here.

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….I wish there was dialogue for when Saito fell onto Chizuru…. or the following bloodlust cg after that since that’s one of my favourite moments in saito’s route…*sigh* oh well. i’ll take what i can get… I do however like how saito’s scarf is finally mentioned in game…. since the only other time I’ve seen it being written about was done in a blog post translated into Chinese.

Overall, for the kyoka-roku cg dialogue lines…. I think Harada has the most amusing ones. next year though. and after i finish the last zuisouroku cg tl.

[blackevermore]

Oh, okay!! I'm so sorry if I came across as rude!! I never meant to upset you with my question, I was just curious, so I apologize again for upsetting you! I know that Mikey is over 18 in the 2007 movie, so it was my fault for not assuming you self shipped with him in the first place! I hope you have a wonderful day and once again I'm so sorry!

I legit thought it was troll mail and wrote out a really long response that had a lot of no so kind words (no surprize honestly) then deleted it and wrote my simple response.

You are completely fine and are in the right to know how I feel. It was just a question. At the same time, you could have DM me, I’m like totally chill if you would have just DM me and asked, also it doesn’t the community look like there is a “problem” going on.

Anything anyone dm me STAYS in the dm, just like Vegas baby.

[Am I making a long post out of nothing? Hell Yeah! Are people gonna read it?  Ehh Maybe.]

First off lemme just address that my Mikey comes from the tmnt movies of 14/16 which state that their birthdates are either the same year as mine (1999) or a year before which would make them either my age (turning 21) or 22/23. 

Personally, I mix all formats of media. My Mikey is the age of the movies, but he is aesthetically and his behaviour does come form Rise! I really love Rise for it’s more urban city kid appeal (and also it gives off the vibe that the boys are poc).

No I do not ship with a minor, yes I’m aware it may come off that way with how much reblogging I do of Rise! I just really love the show compared to the others. But if you go through my tags you’ll see that someone else already asked me something along the lines of what you said asked.

To answer your question from before “How do I feel about age uped f/os” I’m fine with it. I know countless people that are on this site that ship with older Steven Universe BEFORE it was confirmed he would age past 15. I’ve seen people ship with characters from animes that never canonically age but they age them up. I don’t have a problem if someone takes that time out of their day to redesign and make new lore for a young f/o who is now legal. Power to them. Shit, not my fucking relationship and as long as your not making cp or purposefully making them look young I don’t care. I have my own problematic internet behaviours to indulge in than to public someone else. Tumblr used to be the hot pocket of hell for people and no one cared, now everyone is woke and ready to kill.

Hell this goes the same way with having an older f/o who is the same age as either your father or your dad. Do you de-age them to fit into your age range or keep them as you are. And lemme tell ya I LOVE older men, then youngest I’ll go is 23 (In Mikey’s case) but normally I’m head over hills for anyone older than me by years. My first established ship was with Willy Wonka who I set the age to 45 while I was 17.

People are going to have a problem with both no matter what. I’m legit on speaking terms with a mutual who hates aged up f/os and I don’t think she realizes that the construct of my Mikey sits on “is that allowed” vs “it’s allowed” bc no one has made it a big deal yet. Or They just don’t give a shit.

What I don’t fuck with is keeping your f/o young forever, if you are an adult you either need to rethink some shit or log off the internet for the rest of your life. Another thing I don’t fuck with is if your f/o is like fucking 12 and your 17+ like nooooo get that away. Catch a fucking case, mate. Loli are bad, shouta is bad, the whole nine yards of “well they are mentally an adult but just look like a child” is HELLA FUCKING BADDDDD

Since the time I woke up I’ve lost two follows due to my last ask and it’s fucking whatever. But whoever this maybe I hope I didn’t scare you off to the point you’ll never try to talk to me. 

[loxxxlay]

It's the mob! Au anon. Just wanted to know what would be the best way to submit a longer version of a fic when I get that going?

-glares at tumblr who just ate the entire ask i wrote on mobile- this is why we only use pc lmao, rip me…. sorry if this answer posts twice. it is 100% tumblr’s fault XD

anyway, ahhhhh!!! Just so you know, I am happy with literally whatever you give me, even if it is only the asks I already have. I appreciate themm. that said, I am so freaking delighted that you’re wanting to write it out!!

If you’re wanting to stay solely on tumblr, I’d say the best way is through my submit button? It requires a name and an email but I won’t use either in any way - it can be a throwaway email and false name if you want. If you have any trouble with mine (I’m not sure how to make sure I’m accepting anon submits), then you are welcome to head straight over to my grandthorki day blog and use that blog’s submit button instead. It even comes with directions! XD (if you do that, you can ignore the tag options, those were just for the event).

the problem with this is that i have no control over whether tumblr finds your fic to be violating the safe for work code (which happened to another submitted fic on my grandthorki blog I believe -_-), and also it’s really hard to format text on tumblr posts, which might be frustrating for you.

Sooo, if you’re open to posting outside of tumblr, I think a better option would be through ao3′s anonymous posting feature. there, you have way more control over the text editing and tags and information. If you ever choose, you can come off anonymous whenever you’d like as well! It does require an account, but they protect your identity as long as you post to the anonymous collection. Also, if you need to sign up, I believe I do have an invite code! All I need is an E-Mail. :D Anyway if you choose this option, then you’d just post it on ao3 and then send me a link through an ask or whatever!

I’m fine with either option, it is up to you!!

Also I’m reading and posting your other asks now, eee!! Sorry I was out all day and on mobile. I fucking love them though

(Note: this applies to anyone. My submit button is open to all ficsss. If you’re afraid to post on your own blog or want to be anonymous, you are totally welcome to utilize my blog ^_^

[wanttoshine-a]

I’m about to kind of dump my thoughts here because things have been not great lately and last night I had a sudden revelation at 4am which may cause me to update rules and some other stuff so... I’m gonna... overshare. 

                                              Yeah, sounds like a plan.

The rules update doesn’t mean you HAVE to read it, I’ll possibly change them later if you wanna skip the rant haha. In any case if you read it i’d appreciate it if you’d like it or something to let me know. Thanks anyway and heeere I go.... wow I’m actually a bit nervous-

(( PD: God i’ve bared my soul there but goddamn is it long. It may be boring you’ve been warned ))

As i said, yesterday I was laying awake on my bed at 4am while having to wake up early for school and finding it hard to sleep because I was suddenly very very stressed out about tumblr, and I got thinking.

I have made one or two ??? posts @ the drama going around, since I’ve purposefully kept myself in my little tumblr emo corner so sometimes it’s as if i had goddamn ear muffs on regarding stuff. Still, seeing so much negativity and friends leaving is a bit taxing, specially for something that should be nothing but a hobby. But you know, that truthfully barely affects me at all because as I said I’ve been kind of doing my own thing... which is good, but can leave you feeling kind of lost and wondering where you fit in the community if at all, sometimes. I’ve been asking myself that a lot, lately.

Then there are the... not so nice anons I get, and while as you can see they’ll never see the light of day except with private conversations with a friend or two, it doesn’t mean I don’t see them. And even when not outright mean, comparisons were never good and I don’t like it, and playing innocent to try to get me to comment on something to get into drama is not appreciated thank u. I don’t need no help for that.

I’ve had some... small things too, which again I’m not naming and it’s definitely not your fault if I’ve apologised and as always I’d rather you people come to me than talk behind my back but still.... leaves me with a lot of worry and anxiety that I just can’t help but have.

Then there’s... there’s the fact that I’m very slow on IMS and interactions lately, which is making me feel very very guilty. It’s not your fault, and neither it is that I’d rather leave people waiting rather than answer a straight up ‘I’m sorry but I’d rather not start more interactions right now’ or ‘I don’t think our styles would work’ because I’m terrified of saying no and thus I wallow in my own anxiety until I fucking cook. It’s not nice, I know. Not a good thing to do, I’m aware. 

Let me explain:

As a few of you may know, I have depression which is even worse this times of the year, and there’s trouble IRL too that I won’t talk about. It’s so bad I can’t even get up to go to class for days and tumblr is.. a bit of a breather for me. Or was, idk. So when it comes to priorities and things I have to force myself to do, ooc talking and drama and negativity are not... not really high on the list. I just want a rest, and I need energy to talk to my actual friends here, i’m sorry.

          God, I’m so exhausted just by writing this, jesus christ.

So anyway. Thing is that I was laying on bed allowing tumblr to take time of my rest in order to be anxious and i was complaining to a friend and trading headcanons and I suddenly went-

Why he fuck am I letting this random internet people have so much control over my life?

Why, if I love roleplaying and I love my muses so much, am I allowing this petty things to taint the fun I have here? Why do opinions of people that go behind anon matter at all? Or people who I’ll never speak to for more than a minute, if at all?

Don’t get me wrong, I still think kidness takes little of you and takes you a long way but... To allow complete strangers to give me this much anxiety and weight on my choices is.... ridiculous. Absolutely fucking NUTS 

                                       What the fuck was I thinking??????

So l was going to go ‘I’m taking a break blah blah’ but ???? Listen ??? Why the hell would I do that??? I don’t wanna do that ??? I don’t want to have to take a break from doing something I like ???? 

             I love my blog, okay. I’ve put a lot of work here.

Worldbuilding, character development, headcanons, events, formatting and fucking hand drawn icons... I’m so very proud of this blog and how far I’ve come. It makes me genuinely happy and I feel accomplished.

And thus and last not to bore whoever is strong enough to have read this far I’m going to:

Be unfollowing and blocking people. First time for everything. Nothing personal believe me, but I need to distance myself from stuff.

Going to be more selective in interactions. I’m still not mutuals only but I get to chose.

Start saying no, and this is mostly to myself. ‘No’ is not a bad word, it’s a boundary and I need it.

Gonna be scarce on ims except for those that are my friends, otherwise I’m mostly in discord and even then I’m not giving it freely anymore.

Going to state that unless I say so I haven’t forgotten about your thread, I’m just busy.

If you pester me in my IMs I’m going to soft block you. Block you even. 30 messages are too many fucking messages okay.

I’m still:

Going to be commenting on people’s posts

People can comment on mine freely

Allow personals to follow me and like stuff, I appreciate it!

Start threads with new people, I’m quite open to this! Eager even.

Talk in general. I’ve not suddenly gone evil out of the sudden, I’m just looking out for my own health.

Spread positivity, because yes.

                              There’s a person behind this blog too, okay? 

I encourage interactions but I’m just human and I’m really, really tired. Roleplaying is something I love and I don’t want to ruin this. So.. yeah. Putting it all here not to make any more ooc posts and....

Hope you’ll all understand. Thank you.

[heyilovefandoms]

behind the masks

Summary: You were the superhero known as El, controller of the elements. You fight crime with the one and only Spider-man. One day, Tony Stark recruits you to help the avengers, and you unknowingly learn who the spider boy truly is.

Genre: Fluff!

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader (gender neutral!)

Warnings: swearing! death! (kinda)

A/N: Gah i really like this one, i’m so sorry if the format is weird, i had to upload this on my phone since tumblr is being a lil bitch. anyways, hope you enjoy!!

~

Reader’s POV

“Thanks for another fun night El!” the teenage boy’s voice rung out into the late New York night. “My pleasure Spidey boy!” I called back, waving goodbye as he swung back to wherever he called home.

I gave a soft sigh, I loved getting to fight crime with him every night. And I always wondering who he was behind that mask. But we made a deal when we first started fighting together: don’t reveal your identity unless absolutely necessary. I’m still quite curious, but I always put it behind me and enjoy my moments with the web slinger. With that, I turned around and carefully floated down to the fire escape outside my bedroom. I pulled off my charcoal colored spy suit and matching face mask. Not too much damage done tonight, just a couple bruises, nothing new.

I walked over to my dresser and pulled out my favorite pair of sweatpants and a Midtown High school sweatshirt, definitely doesn’t belong to me. I must have stolen it from Peter a while ago.

Speak of the devil, a knock on my window tapped me out of my thought process. My best friend and crush, Peter Parker, smiled at me as I opened up the window so he could climb in. “Coming in a little late tonight are we? I thought we were studying at 7, not 11?” I asked, crossing my arms as I looked at him. He frowned, “I’m sorry, I know I keep doing this to you but,” “Stark internship, I know. Let’s just study, okay? I really don’t want to fail chemistry.” He hesitated, before nodding and sitting on the floor with me.

I really didn’t understand this “Stark Internship” thing, he always shut down whenever I asked about it. I don’t like him keeping secrets from me, but who am I kidding, I hide stuff from him too. Such as the fact that I go by El and fight crime in Queens. Somethings we just keep to ourselves.

Time appeared to pass by faster then I remembered, and soon enough, “It’s 1 in the morning, I think it’s about time I head out.” Peter spoke up, breaking the concentrated silence. I looked at my phone and noticed the time. “Oh geez! Yea you better get out of here, don’t want to give May a heart attack.” He stood up and grabbed his backpack, putting all his books back in. We walked to the window and Peter climbed out, turning around to say his goodbye.

“Oh! I almost forgot, do you want this back?” I asked, pointing down to his sweatshirt I was currently wearing. He paused for a moment, seeming to take in my words. “Nah,” he said, looking down at his hands, beforing looking back at me. “you look cute in it.” My face heated up and I felt a smile grow on my face. “Night (Y/n)!” Peter called out, before climbing up the staircase to his apartment. “Night..” I managed to stutter out, still relishing in his words. He called me cute! In his clothes! Wow!

With that, I snuck back into my room and turned out the lights, then flopped onto my bed. “Jesus Peter Parker, you just have go and make my heart flutter all gross like don’t you.” I said to myself, fully aware he couldn’t hear me. I sighed and closed my eyes, drifting off to a peaceful slumber.

~~~~~~~~~~

I woke to a loud banging on my door, causing me to roll out of bed and slam on the floor. “Jesus fuck what do you want it’s like 5 in the morning!” I moaned out, pulling myself up into a seated position. The door opened, revealing the “genius billionaire playboy philanthropist” that was Tony Stark. I stood up quickly and managed to stutter out a “Uh-I..hi.”

He raised his eyebrow at me and said, “This is the kid arachnid boy talks about? Alright then, I’m Tony Stark but you already know that, and I need you to come with me.” Then left my room. I stood in shock for a minute, before coming to it and getting dressed. I threw on a pair of black pants before putting Peter’s sweatshirt back on. It was warm and I wanted the comfort.

I slipped on my converse and ran down the stairs, to see Tony waiting for me by the door. “Ready kid? Cause your life is about to get turned upside down.”

Avengers towers was huge. No, massive. It appears big on the outside, and it’s fucking gigantic on the inside, the underground levels being triple the size of the exterior. I stood still for a moment, before continuing to follow Tony to wherever he was leading me.

“I’ve been keeping an eye on you for a while, since spider kid never shuts up about his crime fighting duo adventures, anyways. We’re hoping you can join the team for a while, or permanently, depending on how this mission goes.” He paused, bringing up a hologram of my suit, but better. “ We’ve made you a new suit as well, kept the same design, just a couple of upgrades: bulletproof, vibranium metal of course, sourcers to help your power flow faster and keep your energy, and it’s all stored in a necklace. Took inspiration from that Shuri gal. Quite the genius you know.” A silver necklace popped up, with a pearl charm on the end.

He handed it to me, and I attached it around my neck. “So, whaddya say kid? Willing to help out the avengers?” I took a breath and looked up at Tony, a role model of mine since he first came forwards and said he was iron man, he was asking for my help. “Um, I’m confused.” I stated, “Why me? I’m just a teenager from New York, why do you need my help?”

Tony looked a bit taken back, before answering, “Because the avengers are falling apart, and frankly, the world will be too. We need help, I need help, and more importantly, Spider-man is gonna need his partner.” I thought about his words for a bit, this is my chance to make a real change for the world. Save the people who need it.

“I’m in.” A smirk grew on Tony’s face. “Perfect, then suit up. We start now.” With that, he clicked a button and his suit came flying towards him. “Oh you weren’t kidding, um okay.” I looked down at the necklace, unsure of how to make it work. “Tap it with some fire, should pop right out!” Tony called from above. I nodded and put a flicker of fire on my finger. I tapped the charm, and my new and improved suit grew onto my body.

“Okay that’s kinda badass!” I yelled, excitement filling my voice. “Hurry up kid! We don’t have time to play with the new settings!” “I’m coming!” I swirled my hands and made air appear, pushing me into the sky with Iron Man.

“Spider boy is making his way over, get over to the west end of the air carrier. I’ll give you both instructions once you meet up.” I nodded as he flew away. I soared into the air, pushing my way to the location Tony gave me, spotting a familiar red and blue blur coming towards me. “ON YOUR LEFT!” His voice rang out. I pushed a ball of air to him to catch him, and both of us landed on the edge of the air carrier.

“Hey webs, missed ya!” I said, happiness overtaking me. “Missed you too El!” He was about to say something else, before Tony’s voice came ringing in my ears. He must have put an intercom in my new suit. “Alright underoos no flirting on the job. I’m sending you both downtown, we’re getting signs of two quinjets coming down and we need you to find out who or what is in them. Understand me?”

“You got it Mr. Stark!” Spider-man’s upbeat tone responded, I chimed in with my own enthusiastic yes, and we both took off.

~~~~~~~~~~

So turns out, the who was a whole army. The what? Still no idea. “Backup is on the way kids, try and get to the rendezvous point!” Tony yelled out to us, as I took a slam to the stomach, before hurling a fireball at my attacker.

I looked over to search for Spider-man, but couldn’t see his bright suit anywhere. “Spidey?” I called out to the coms, before causing an earthquake and knocking out a circle of alien things. Still no idea what they are. I backhanded another and took off into the sky. I sent a strike of electricity down, giving me enough time to hijack one of the quinjets and take off to the rendezvous spot. I hooked the system up to my coms. “Spidey? Tony? Someone please come in!”

I sat in the pilot seat and put in the location, letting it go into autopilot. I don’t know how to fly a fucking airplane man that’s terrifying.

“El? You there?” Tony’s voice called out. “TONY! Yes I’m here! I lost Spidey, I..I don’t know where he is..I don’t know if he’s even alive.” I let my own words sink in. I’d grown attached to my crime fighting partner, and I just left him for dead out there. “Tony I need to go back he could still be down there getting attacked!” I started freaking out, trying to change the location, when Tony’s voice cut me off. “EL! You will get to the rendezvous point. We know where Spidey is, just..get here soon.”

Ages later, I made it to our spot, and flew into the building. “WHERE IS HE?” I called out. Tony looked up from his computer and saw the angry look in my eyes. “Tony where is he. Please I need to know that he’s safe.” I knew I was friends with Spidey, but I didn’t realize I felt this much about him. I have my precious Peter outside of the superhero world, but Webs was giving him a run for his money.

“He got onto the other quinjet and flew up to their loader, he’s on it right now.” Tony looked distressed. This was his kid, he was in mortal danger, and it was Tony’s fault. “We managed to get into their camera system, but his coms are down. We can’t get a hold of him.” A flash of color appeared on Tony’s screen, and both of us pulled our attention to it.

Spidey was on the side of the wall, trying to break something off. He was struggling to breathe, ripping off his mask, revealing his face.

“PETER!” The realization hit me. How the fuck did I not notice before? The voice, the mannerisms, the science jokes, THE DAMN STARK INTERNSHIP! Peter, THE spider-man, started choking, not getting any air into his system. “TONY HELP HIM! HE CAN’T BREATHE!” Panic was setting over me, as I started having an anxiety attack.

Peter Parker, was not only Spider-man, but he was stuck in space with no way to breathe. There was no way we could send anything up there fast enough to help him. He was going to die up there, my best friend was going to die. There are too many things I have to tell him; I’m El, his crime fighting best friend, I’m in love with him, despite being his best friend.

I looked back at the camera and got one last glance at Peter’s struggling face, before his gripped released and he fell through space.

The next moments were a blur. I remember screams ripping through me, falling to the floor with a slam, an earthquake waving around me. Sobs crashing in my ears, and a sense of rage. I remember Tony picking me up, and carrying me into one of the med bay rooms. I must have been sedated, because I woke up and saw a new face looking down at me.

“I’d be careful sitting up if I were you, you drained a lot of energy earlier, and the sedatives were pretty heavy, slowed down your body’s quick healing.” The man’s voice was calming, as I eased my way to rest my back against the wall. “I’m Doctor Strange, and you are?” “(Y/n), or El. Doctor Strange what happened to Peter? Please tell me he’s okay, I can’t lose him.” I felt another panic attack rising up, but Strange put his hand on my shoulder and I felt myself relax.

“Just relax, he’s fine. I’m a sorcerer, I reversed the time frame and we sent Peter up with a better suit. He’s sleeping right now, but I’m sure he’d be happy to see you.” I let out a sigh of relief. “He knows that time got fucked with right? And that he pretty much died right?” The doctor nodded. “He was in shock for a bit, but was very grateful to know we saved him. Tony wouldn’t have it any other way.”

A small smile graced my lips, I knew Tony cared about Peter, more than he would ever admit. I felt a chill over take my body, noticing I was still in my El suit. “Natasha brought you some clothes to change into. Get dressed and we can make our way to the boy.” He handed me a small stack of clothes, which consisted of my black jeans and Peter’s sweatshirt. I got dressed, and with the help of Strange, I made my way to the room Peter was sleeping in, and snuck in.

“Peter?” I whispered, not wanting to disturb him. I saw his head move around and a small moan of pain come out. I rushed over to his bed and looked at him, concern filling my eyes. “Hey spidey, pretty big secret you hid from me huh?”

His eyes opened fully at the sound of my voice, a wave of shock rolling over his face. He sat up, “(Y/n)? How’d you get here?” I smiled and pulled over the glass from his bedside, refilling it with water from my finger.

“Surprise, you’re not the only one hiding things.” Peter’s mouth fell open before laying back down, “My head hurts too much to handle this right now. You’re El, I’m Spider-man, we’ve been fighting crime together. That’s pretty cool.” His raspy voice said, a tiny smile appearing on his tired face. “Pretty wild indeed.” I agreed. “Well uh..I should um..probably go, you need rest after that.” I started to stand up, when I felt Peter’s soft hand grab mine.

“Stay, please?” He called out, a look of neediness in his eyes. I could never say no to him, with a face like that, how could I? I simply nodded and laid down next to him. Almost immediately, Peter pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. I tucked my head under his chin and reveled in the warmth of him.

“You scared the hell out of me Peter. Like actually, I caused an earthquake, I think I almost lit Tony on fire, I was a mess. Don’t you dare do something stupid like that again!” I said, trying to keep myself level. I felt tears building in my eyes though. I couldn’t picture my life without Peter, and for once I had to really experience losing him.

I felt him laugh, and I smiled, glad to have Peter with me. I fiddled with the strings of my hoodie and looked up at him. “I’m serious! I would have to fight crime without you, and I’d never pass a chem test ever again, I would have to find a new crush and god knows that would take forever cause you’ve had my heart for far too long and oh my god I just said that out loud.”

I cut myself off, a look of terror coming over my face. I looked down at my hands, and then at the band-aid on Peter’s shoulder, basically anywhere except Peter’s face.

“Oh wait a second there.” Peter started saying, before sitting up carefully, I slowly followed suit, still avoiding eye contact. “Last part. Say it again.” I mumbled out the sentence, Peter’s eyes scanning my face while I spoke.

I looked up at Peter’s face, getting ready to do the typical ‘it’s fine ignore my feelings’ speech, when his hands grabbed my face softly and pulled me into a kiss. It was gentle and full of passion, making up for every kiss we could have had but were too scared to do, on the off chance that we messed anything up.

We pulled away, keeping our foreheads together, Peter’s hands still on my face. I smiled, locking eyes with Peter. “I..oh my god that really happened!” I whisper-screamed. Peter laughed and pulled me onto his lap, hugging me as close as he could. “I can’t imagine life without you, I really can’t. So please for the love of god say you’ll be mine because this is driving me nuts.” I giggled and pulled back to look at his face. “I’d be honored to be yours.”

We laid down again, talking about everything and anything, just at peace with being together, and official being together.

Glad I finally learned who was behind the mask.

[notdepressedjusttired]

Can you??? Answer??? All the Soft Asks??????

This is gonna take a while ;;;;;

🌸Blankets: Have you been in love?

Yes.

🌸Stuffies: How did you meet your best friend?

I have 3 of them??

My oldest friendship dates back to Kindergarten. His name is Joshua, he gave me a flower, and told me I was pretty. I still talk to and hang out with him. I tease him a lot because I’m older than him by 7 months but he’s like;;; 6’ tall? I love him with all my heart though. We’ve been through a lot of shit together.

My current IRL best friend I met my freshman year; her sophomore year of high school. We actually only passed by eachother during passing period, but we both had the same nerdy Doctor Who bag. I had said I like her backpack and she was about to say thanks, but she burst into laughter after she saw we had the same bag. A few weeks later we were both cast in our school’s first musical of the year and she hasn’t been able to get rid of me since. We’ve gone through almost too much together if I’m being honest…

My BEST FRIEND BEST FRIEND is @thighkyuu We met on here over a year ago after one of us was having a bad night; I can’t remember which, but we must have talked til like 4 AM. We bonded over Mysme, anime, music, our philosophies about life, our depression and anxiety ((fucked up as that may sound it’s true)), just all kinds of things. We’ve both been through our separate traumas over the course of that year, but we were there for eachother. She’s been my only constant over this year and I would do anything for her.

🌸Fluffy Pillows: What happened in your most recent dream?

Jesus, here comes my voltron obsessed ass.

Okay. So. Everyone knows that I love Keith, I’d do anything for him, so naturally we’re partners. “There is no way you two aren’t twins.” If I remember, I think Lance said that.

Anyway, in the dream, this was before they left Earth. Keith and I were in the shack going over our cork board filled with papers/files stolen from the Garrison, photographs of the strange markings on the cave wall, the rock formations in the desert, and all of this string; we’re covering the board trying to figure out what the hell pulled us out in the middle of the desert. All the sudden there was a flash of light and a huge BOOM. Naturally we both ran outside and saw an alien space craft entering the atmosphere. My first thought of course “I’m taking my hoverbike and explosives from the back.” “I’m taking mine to see what the fuck is in that ship.”

I set off the explosives and get the fuck out of there. It all goes as canon but I’m riding next to Keith on my hoverbike while he has 4 other people on his bike. Im dying from laughter and Keith just looks pissed but then we get to the cliff and we’re both ecstatic about it while 3 of the 5 on his bike scream in terror. The rest goes as canon but I’m tagging along and adding in my 2 cents in every now and again.

When we go to look for Red, Keith can’t get a clear feel for him. Keith knows the general area he’s going to be in but can not figure out which hangar Red is in. Suddenly theres like this ping in my head and I grab his upper arm and start pulling him to the hangar Red is in. We’re both relieved as fuck and Keith goes up to him and asks for entry and Red denies, I look over and see all the soldiers running toward us and start backing the fuck up. “RED OPEN THE FUCK UP!” still no entry, Keith opens the hangar door sucking everything out into space. We’re both freaking the fuck out cause what the hell do we do?! Red comes in. Keith is in the pilot’s seat; I’m standing next to him cause what else am I supposed to do??

Then I woke up.

🌸Scented Candles: How do you relax?

I watch voltron. Sketch Keith. Listen to music. Go on tumblr. You know anti-social fun stuff.

🌸Gem Stones: What’s your birthstone/favourite stone?

My birthstone is Garnet. It is also my favourite stone.

🌸Pyjamas: Describe your favourite pyjamas!

I dont wear pyjamas… I’m usually fully dressed or completely naked when I go to bed.

🌸Fuzzy Socks: What’s your favourite movie?

V for Vendetta. No competition.

🌸Kittens & Puppies: Name of your pet or your ideal pet?

Zarina Karina McBeana The Third. My bichon. She’s turning 11 this year *sniffles* they grow up so fast.

🌸Laughter: What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard?

My ex-boyfriend saying he’s sorry for everything he’s done to me and then asking for me back. I was clutching my fucking sides I was laughing so hard.

🌸Mittens: Do you like the snow?

❄I❄❄L❄O❄V❄E❄❄S❄N❄O❄W❄

🌸Hot Coco: What’s your favourite Starbucks drink?

Chai anything. I’m easy to please.

🌸Soft Kisses: Describe your OTP

We been makin shades of purple out of Red and Blue.

🌸Rainy Days: What do you do on a rainy day?

Sleep. Go on tumblr. Sleep more.

🌸Flower Petals: What’s your favourite flower?

Orchids because I too die if not given the proper attention.

🌸Cotton Candy: What’s your favourite candy?

Albanese Gummi Bears. It has to be Albanese or I will not eat them.

🌸Bubble Baths: Your favourite memory?

Turning around and seeing Sam’s face for the first time IRL at Kamicon a couple weeks ago.

🌸Wooly Scarfs: What song do you think relates the most to you?

Sick of losing soulmates by Dodie Clark. There are many kinds of soulmates. Friend soulmates, romatic soulmates, mentoring soulmates. And I’ve lost too many soulmates in my short life. I dont think I can handle losing any more…

🌸Roasted Marshmallows: Your camping with friends! Describe the forest you’re pitching your tent in.

We found a clearing in the thick of green woods next to a stream. The friendly scent of pine needles reminds me of home. Joshua is pitching tents. Mary Grace is chatting away with Abby and Tina about the mountain we’ve just climbed down. Sam and I find ourselves in the middle of the forest enjoying the smell of the dew drops in the grass as we collect kindle wood. Cosmo is tuning her ukulele when we finish the fire and set up camp. The evening begins creeping in as the sun starts to fade from view. We all stay in a comfortable silence as we look up at the stars and swirling nebula; listen to the sound of the gentle breeze and Cosmo lazily strumming “I can’t help falling in love with you” by Elvis Presley. The air is chilled but everything feels warm.

🌸Bird Songs: Name 5 things you love

Keith Kogane, friends/family, music, theater, sharp objects.

🌸Old Books: Do you read? If so, what’s your favourite book series?

I do read. My favourite book series continues to be the hunger games. My favourite solo book is The fault in our stars.

🌸Warm Hugs: Who would you love a hug from right now?

My choreographer Kristina Lewis… She took her own life 2 years ago… I’d do anything to bring her back and tell her how much I love her…

🌸Clouds: What’s the best shaped cloud you’ve seen?

It was the shape of a hippo! I was so excited.

🌸Fae: Describe yourself as a fairy

Little shit. Sets things on fire all the time. Makes people’s lives a living hell. Wears red and black clothes only. Definitely one of those fairys that have dragon kind of wings.

🌸Holding Hands: What was the name of your first love?

Daniel.

🌸Cupcakes: Favourite cupcake flavour?

Vanilla bean. I’m a very plan person.

🌸Tealights: Describe a romantic date perfect for you

At home, Pizza and candy boxes everywhere, blanket pile, lights off, movie marathon, cuddling, forehead kisses, raspberries being blown into the neck and cheek, smiles, giggling, flustered faces.

🌸Gardens: What’s the sweetest gift you’ve received

My tech teacher bought me these beautiful detail brushes ((for those of you who dont know I was head painter at my old school)). They’re my most treasured possessions.

[blueheartedmayor]

I have big big troubles finding new rp partners which causes me to be nearly inactive because I don't have anyone to roleplay with. Searching through tumblr is impossible for active blogs. And if I find someone, they're mutuals only, and I don't know how to interact with those. And many I find also don't want new partners. It always feels like its my fault for not finding new partners

OOC: Sorry about the sorta late reply. I’ve been making icons since yesterday.

I agree. Searching any of the tags is absolutely pointless. I can only speak for this fandom but... Boy are things quieter than they used to be. It’s gotten to the point where some people (myself included) actually stop sharing their own promos because there’s barely anyone to find from that (If anything, I think my last reblog of my promo got more attention from non-roleplaying blogs). On top of that, activity on blogs that are around vary immensely. Because there are fewer options than there were when I started, it’s easy to feel like you’re doing something wrong. I assure you, it’s not the case at all.

You are right about a lot of blogs being more closed off than they used to be, and I do get the reasoning for that. But like you said, it makes it hard for people trying to find their place. I can’t give you guaranteed advice that will bring about success, but I can try and share some ideas.

I know I’ve mentioned before about checking rules pages. Some people might have it that they’re mutuals only by default, but their asks are open for anyone. If that’s the case, I definitely recommend giving it a try. While it can work as an ice-breaker, it’s also a good way to show the blog you exist, especially if, like me, you run side-blogs.

With that in mind, check your own blog and make sure things are accessible and readable. If someone I don’t recognise follows a blog of mine, I’ll usually click through and check theirs out. Now, before you start stressing, I absolutely don’t mean to go build a custom theme with unique photoshopped whatevers. You’re talking to the mun who literally uses the same theme on three different sideblogs but in different colours. Going by personal experience of checking blogs on app and on a laptop, you should instead focus on the following:

Content: Is your information accessible? Do you have a page or post giving information about your muse, and if so, can they be found easily? Common sense things, really, but I’ve seen blogs over the years that either omit this entirely, or make it very difficult to find.

Sample of writing: Not in terms of how active you are. A few months ago, I was checking out a blog on my phone. I had to scroll for nearly ten minutes on a blog before I could find an actual writing sample from a thread. It’s perfectly okay to have memes and related images on your blog (again, I do it regularly), but be sure they’re not hiding your writing. Use the queue to play it safe. 

Silly things, I know, but if you make the first move to follow a mutuals only blog, you wanna give yourself the best chance so they will follow back. I wanna compare it to an artist in a convention’s artist alley setting up their stall. You have to have everything looking just right to draw people in, right?

On the topic of writing, I noticed you mention how you’re not active because of this problem. Perhaps you could channel your creative frustration into short drabbles or monologues? It would be a good way to vent and to make sure you don’t get too rusty.

Another option is to consider crossovers with other fandoms. For example, I have a side-step verse where Damien is Mayor of Ha.llowe’en Town from the Nig.htmare Before Chris.tmas due to a mix-up. It’s also a fun challenge to see how your character might adapt to a different world, whether due to being thrown there, or having lived there instead of their normal world.

Admittedly, the fandom as a whole needs a little kick and some positive encouragement to open up a little more. Myself and some others had hoped Heist would bring some new people in, but it didn’t really work in the way we had expected. It’s a problem I’m not entirely sure how to fix, and I’m sure it’s not even something I myself can ‘fix’ since I’m not any sort of important voice. But I will say this. If you currently do have partners, appreciate and cherish them. They are the ones that will stick by you no matter what. 

I am sorry you’ve been hit with that awful feeling, despite trying your hardest. That’s the part you should make sure to remind yourself of: you are trying. It would be a different case if you were waiting for everyone to find you while you make no effort. Things might seem bleak, but time can do some good things. When I started, there were some blogs I was terrified of interacting with. Like you, I had no idea how I was supposed to approach and interact (especially with me harbouring a fear of being blocked if I made a wrong move). It took time, but the right little connections happened, circles meshed together so I appeared on their dash, and I was eventually noticed by them. That’s why I suggested to make sure you have the necessary information accessible. Any decent person won’t mind whether you have a fancy theme, use icons of any sort, or format your writing. At the end of the day, we’re writing together, and that ought to be what matters when looking at your blog.

...

I realise this is probably me blathering on about nothing, but I hope something in this helped. Like I said, I’m not really a big voice or a popular blog, so I don’t really have solid advice. Keep your chin up and take it one day at a time. I believe in you!!

PS. Just as I was proof-reading this, I remembered that some of the people I got to know over time were through Di.scord groups. While a server can be a great way to break the ice.... I’m not sure I’d recommend setting one up in the hopes of inviting people in. The one that springs to mind first descended into drama that I’m still not sure of and was ultimately deleted when I was asleep. Now I think about it, most of those people either hopped fandoms or went on hiatus... I hope they’re doing okay.

PPS. Another idea. Would checking out people your partners write with be an idea? I always imagine a rp blog to be like a circle, and by interacting with others, you can link to their circle and see their connections. That way, the third person might have experience of you from seeing you on their dash!

[hornsbeforehalos]

Anytime, Sweetheart: Part 14

Pairing: JDM x OFC, 

Features: Ackles & Padalecki Families, R2, Misha Collins & Vicky Vantoch, Norman Reedus, Andrew Lincoln, Kim Rhodes, Briana Buckmaster, Ruth Connell, Corey Taylor and other cast members & OFCs* *THIS IS AN RPF FIC**

Series Masterlist Summary: (I’m horrible at summaries, but let me try): Kylin Ackles runs to her brother’s house after leaving her abusive boyfriend of 3 years, where she meets Jeffrey. Events unfold that bring them together, as well as push them apart.  Warnings: Emotional abuse, Physical Violence, mentions of rape, cursing, drinking, recreational drug use (weed), Strip Club, RPF, NSFW**, GIFs, implied smut, Age Difference, Slow burn, Emotional rollercoaster, poorly written smutt, etc… 18+ please

(A/N: This is strictly a work of fiction that I came up with off the top of my head. For fictional purposes his S/O & Son are not mentioned. I love him and his little family, though, so no hate intended. This is the first time posting anything on Tumblr, but I couldn’t get it out of my head since my ao3 fic is currently on hiatus because writers block. Feedback is appreciated. unbetaed, all mistakes are mine.)**THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTION OF SUICIDE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED***

TAGS: @jml509 @jesbakescookies @daddy-kink-confirmed @wayward-mirage @aquivercactus @xagateophobiax @sorenmarie87 @missghoul18 @jdmfanfiction @jeffreydeanneganstrash @mkate-writes-things @srj1990

   The next morning when I woke up I was greeted with warm hands and a strong chest pressed against me. Smiling, I rolled over and opened my eyes, expecting to see Robbie.

   It was not Robbie. My mouth dropped open but he put his fingertips to my lips to silence me before I could speak.

   "I'm not going to say I told you so. I'm just going to say I love you and I'm here if you need anything."

   Tears welled up immediately as the numbness I had been feeling slipped. He held the back of my head and dipped my face into his cotton covered chest and I melted into him, feeling safe in my best friend's arms.

   Rob appeared in the door way with a cup of coffee and a smile a moment later. He sat the mug down on his nightstand and crawled into bed beside me as I rolled over and Misha placed his head on my chest. Rob did the same on the other side.

   "Ya'll are so fucking gay." I chuckled, looking down at the men wrapped around me.

   "Only for you." Misha grinned, eyes twinkling up at me before looking to Rob and wagging his eyebrows.

   Rob blushed and nuzzled his face into my shirt as he tightened his grip around my waist, "You two are ridiculous."

   "So I was thinking, Kylin...since you're back and all..." Misha started, eyes trailing down my stomach and legs before floating out the window innocently.

"Spit it out, Mishka." I hissed.

"Gishwhes?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Of course. "You have to apologize first."

   He opened his mouth to begin to protest but Robbie smacked him on the arm in warning.

   "Okay, okay! I was a little bit of a douche bag. I'm sorry." He admitted, nuzzling back into my hair on his side and pressing closer against me. Both of the men clinging to me were in sweat pants, and not a whole lot was left to the imagination as they rutted against my bare thighs. Ignoring the involuntary heat between my legs with a sigh, I made a move to sit up.

   "You two are the ridiculous ones." I squirmed away from them to the edge of the bed and got up to search for pants, undies on full display.

   "Are you okay?" Misha's tone shifted to seriousness as he adjusted himself to sit upright on the bed beside Rob. Rob looked down at his hands before back up to me.

   "You did this, Benedict?" I inquired, waving a pair of shorts in Misha's direction, eyes squinting.

   "Yes." He peeped, guilt spreading quickly across his face. I rolled my eyes and groaned.

   "Look, I don't want any one to fucking pity me, okay. I put myself in that fucked up position, both of them. I didn't fucking expect either one of them. It was no one's fault but my own that I didn't listen to you. He fucking had me fooled, dude." I leaned back against the dresser, hands on the edges still holding onto the shorts that I was trying to put on, "Hell, I'm lucky Jeffrey even showed up when he did. I don't know what would have..." I trailed off, eyes wandering as I fought against my tear ducts.

   "Babe, I should have told you straight up what I found out. I talked to Jeffrey about it, and he said he was handling it, but something didn't sit right. I didn't know for sure so I didn't want to say anything before I could confirm." Misha sighed, forearm resting on his raised knee as he moved his eyes out of the window.

   I sighed, and moved to put on my shorts, once they were pulled up and fastened, I apologized, "I'm sorry I called you spoiled."

   This made both men laugh and shake their heads as they moved out of the bed on opposite sides. They moved around and engulfed me in a tangle of arms. Misha leaned down and nuzzled against my ear, "It's you that's spoiled, Missy."

   "Always have been, always will be." I quipped in a squeak as Rob's arms squeezed a little too tight around my bruised ribs.

   I moved away from them when the sound of a knock could be heard screaming through the halls, followed by the echo of the doorbell. Rob moved to answer it as I pulled my hair into a ratted bun and rubbed my eyes.

   "Kylin?!" I could hear Jared's voice boom through the house followed by his stomping footsteps.

   "Jesus Christ" I mumbled with rolled eyes, reaching for the forgotten coffee Rob had brought me.

  "Holy fuck, Kay, are you okay?" he instantly jerked me up by the biceps in a crushing hug before pushing me away to search me for damage.

   "Dude, did Supernatural shut the fuck down or something? God damn go to fucking work!" I pushed away completely from Jared in a huff and moved past Rob in the doorway. I made quick work of the steps and found my purse before pushing open the back door and throwing myself on the patio lounge chair and lighting a cigarette.

   By the time I got the first drag out the door threw itself open and out stormed the three men insistent on taking care of me.

"Fucking hell, men! Leave me be! I'm fine."

   "Kylin, we both know that's not true." Jared prodded, crossing his arms and looking down at me.

   Rob joined me on chair and wrapped a shoulder around me as I inhaled the nicotine again, worrying the ashes to the concrete, "You're not reacting the typical way you do, hon. We're kinda worried about you."

   "And you three are the poster boys for mental fucking health? Christ, Rob, you pop so many fucking Xanax I'm surprised you can fucking see straight. Misha is the biggest fucking narcissistic ass hole I've ever met in my life. And don't even get me started on you, Jared Tristan Padalecki, you overgrown nutcase!" I heaved myself out of Rob's arms and tossed the cigarette away from me before huffing into the house and to the bathroom and slamming the door.

   "Look, guys, I'm fine, really. For now anyway. I get it, I'm acting weird or whatever. Maybe I'm desensitizing myself, who knows. Just let me deal with this myself, please?" I pleaded as I flipped the pancakes in Rob's kitchen, looking over to the bar where the three men sat with their coffee and teas.

   "Come to Vancouver with us." Jared insisted, reaching for the plate I handed him.

   I sighed while placing one hand on my hip and the other rubbing my forehead, "I don't know, Jare, You know I hate that place."

   "Come onnnn, pleaseeeeee." Misha whined, swinging his shoulders for good measure, earning him an eye roll from me and Rob.

   "You could stay here with me?" Rob piped in quietly, sweet and hopeful expression on his face.

   I smiled back, but gave him a knowing look. He chuckled and looked down at his mug, "Can't blame a man for trying."

   "I wish I could go back to my fucking house." I confessed, taking a sip out of my cup of hazelnut goodness.

   "Just come back with us, Kay. Please. Jensen's worried fucking sick, Douche bag knows where you live, knows you're in the city. It's the safest. We have to keep you safe until we figure out how to handle this creep." Jared begged, hands in the praying formation.

 I cringed, knowing he was being logical. I didn't feel like being logical though.

"I could go back to Dallas..."

   I was met with three sets of disapproving eyes and groans. I surrendered, not having the emotional capability to continue my argument, "Fine, but Jared's paying for my plane ticket."

   The disappointment on Rob's face was evident, but I knew he understood. Him and Mollie would be back together in no time per usual anyway. I just hoped she wouldn't be too pissed about me borrowing her husband for my comfort like she had in the past given the circumstances.

   It had been 3 weeks with me back shlepping cups of tea and following Misha around like a chicken with my head cut on the set of Supernatural when Jensen told me they were bringing John Winchester back to the show for a one-episode guest appearance.

"I'm going home." I stated simply.

"And where the fuck is that?" Jensen quizzed, annoyed look on his face.

"I don't know, Jense. I can't be here. I can't fucking see-"

   "Me?" the deep drawl sank it's way into my soul before I even had the chance to anticipate it.

'Of fucking course they would do this shit to me.'

   "Yes, you. " I hissed, spinning around to face the voice. My throat caught my breath as he looked at me from his place at the door way of Jensen's trailer. I lied, "I fucking hate you."

   "Not my favorite person in the world either, sweet pea. But here I am." he spread his arms wide in gesture, selfish smirk playing on his lips.

   "How the fuck are you supposed to play John again anyway? You're not even fat anymore." What meant to sound like an insult actually came out more of a compliment, earning me a chuckle from the man who moved further into the area.

   "One, I was never fat to begin with. And two, with class, sweetheart, with class. Something you should learn about." He snickered as his eyes trailed over the love bruises and bite marks adorning my neck. Rob was in town working as well with Chuck being in the episode, and we had spent the weekend held up in my tiny apartment 'passing time.'

   "Because you don't need a lesson yourself. How's Tanya?" I jabbed, stepping closer to him. Jensen sighed from the couch and reached for my hand, attempting to pull me back.

"Kylin," Jensen warned.

   The expression on Jeffrey's face shifted before his eyes flicked down to Jensen where he sat on the couch and then back to me, "You didn't tell her, Jay?"

Another sigh from my brother, "Figured that's something you should do."

   I ripped my hand away from Jensen and turned to look between the two men, then to Misha at his place beside Jensen as I crossed my arms and furrowed my brow, "What the fuck are ya'll talking about?"

   "She killed herself, Kylin." Jeffrey said lowly, voice laced with embarrassment and shame, "The night I saved you."

   The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, and I inhaled deeply as my brain registered his words. I exhaled loudly before speaking again. The guilt tried to creep its way in, but I wouldn't allow it. Instead, something else snapped and a grin appeared on my face as my eyes twinkled, "Good fucking riddance."

   It was like a blow to the whole room. Jensen instantly stood from his spot and grabbed my arm to turn me towards him, "You don't mean that, sis. You know you don't."

   His eyes searched mine for a second and my grin got bigger, warping into a full fledged beaming smile as I turned to face Jeffrey again, "Of course I do. Fucking whore had it coming. Tell me, Mr. J, did you go to her funeral? Did you weep?" A psychotic chuckle fluttered out of my mouth before I could stop it, "Do you miss your mistress?"

   "Alright, that's enough." Misha hissed, standing up and moving between Jeffrey and I. He looked down at me with dominating eyes, one eye brow raised suggestively, "The fuck are you doing, Ky?"

   "What am I doing? What am I doing?" I scoffed, tilting my head with a jerk as I peered up at him, "The fuck are you doing, Dmitri?"

   I didn't give them the time to answer before storming out, pushing my shoulder against Jeffrey's arm to move him out of my way upon exit. He followed me, naturally, and reached for my hand to slow me down. I twisted out of his grasp and slapped him across the face with my other hand before he grabbed me by both of my wrists and jerked me to him.

   "You have hit me more times than I should have allowed, little girl. That will be the last fucking time, do you understand me?" He growled through gritted teeth, staring down at me with pure anger flitting through his already dark eyes. His breath was lingering on my face, and I couldn't help but want to lean in just a little bit further...

"Do you...understand..." he growled out again.

  My eyes flicked back up from his lips to his eyes, wondering at him in amazement at how he could suddenly send my whole world crashing down around me. His blackened eyes scowling at me as he held me to him, practically lifting me off my feet as he held me still.

"Yes sir." I whimpered against my will, and he loosened his grip and pushed me out of his arms with a grunt and a huff. He kept his hand around my wrist and began to lead me towards the guest trailers.

  "You're gonna come with me and you're gonna listen to me, ya hear?" He instructed, to which I just nodded my head with my eyes forward.

   He opened the door to the trailer for me and I entered, quickly finding a seat at the far end of the sofa. He sat on the opposite end and turned towards me.

   "Alright. I know I fucked up, doll. I know I did, and I feel terrible about it. I haven't had a good night since you left." He started, breathing deeply to fight against the tears I saw forming in the corners of his eye, "I should have been honest with you from the get go, but I didn't want you to flip out the way I know you would."

   "My boyfriend is keeping some bitch secret at his house while leaving me alone constantly while I cook and clean for him and his friend. And you fucked her. You fucked her and then came back and slept in the same bed with me." Anger started to seethe through me, and Jeffrey could tell. He raised a hand to stop me before I could continue.

   "I never slept with her, baby girl. Never. She was insane and delusional. I didn't know what to do with her but I didn't want her to kill herself." He looked towards the other side of the room as he scrubbed his face and beard, "I was looking for help for her, but then all that shit happened and she just showed the fuck up. You left. I knew I had to explain it to you but you never gave me the chance and then when I found you like...that...." He trailed off, eyes flitting across my neck once more, "And all that other shit happened...I almost killed that man for touching you. I saw the blood, and the other and I almost pulled that trigger right there."

He was sobbing now, and it took everything in me not to want to comfort him.

   "Then when I dropped you at Rob's I realized where half of those fucking marks came from, I wanted to stomp his fucking head in, but the hell, I couldn't blame the guy. I just wish it would have meant more to you for it to be with me."

   "It was supposed to be with you, but I wanted it to be with someone who I knew loved me."

   He scoffed, pulling his head back slightly in offence, "I loved you with all of my fucking soul, woman. I still fucking do."

It was my turn to huff, "Whatever."

   He ignored me, and continued, "I was so pissed when I got back to Georgia that all I wanted to do was forget about you. I was gonna take her, keep her, and forget about everything else...But then I found her."

   "Sorry to ruin your dream." I mumbled, looking away from him with sarcastically raised brows.

   "Jesus Christ." he huffed, shaking his head in amazement before squinting, "Will you shut the fuck up?"

"No."

"Of course not."

   I smirked at him as I watched him light a cigarette. Figuring I still hadn’t given him enough shit, I reached forward and snatched the pack from his hand and pulled one out for myself before leaning back on the couch and draping my legs across his lap.

   "We always end up on a couch, you know," I teased, suggestive eyebrows wagging themselves naturally as I raised the cancer stick to my lips. Jeff rolled his eyes at me but clasped his big hands around my tiny ankles. Probably a defensive notion, I really did have the perfect angle to kick him in the nuts.

   "I found her in the bathtub, all bloody from her slitting her wrists, and all I could picture was what you would look like if I hadn't made it to you in time." He looked down at his hands and began rubbing gentle circles into my skin as his tears began to fall again, "How I was so fucking stupid."

I stayed silent as I took another drag.

   "I'm gonna get you back, Kylin. I swear to you that. I know I hurt you and I know I lied but I will make you trust me again. I swear it." He nodded his head with the promise before shifting his head back to me, "I swear."

   I stared at him in awe, unsure of what to say before he grabbed my free hand and pulled me to sit up closer to him. He stomped his cigarette out in the ashtray on the coffee table before gripping both of his hands into my hair and pulling me against his mouth. I whimpered in protest, but it soon turned into a whimper of need as the killing fields that was the scruff on his face came in contact iwth my skin. I was lost all over again for a second as he parted my lips with his tongue and sank into me, my free hand moving to pull him closer by the collar of his shirt. He slipped one hand around to gently hold my jaw while his mouth worked against mine. We stayed like that for a  while, just kissing, and he had just made the move to crawl on top of me when there was a loud rapping a the door.

   "5 minutes on set, Jeff!" the helper called out. Jeff called back to the man with a grunt before pulling off of me.

   "Fuck me." Jeffrey hissed in annoyance as he adjusted himself in his pants. I re positioned myself as well before standing, making sure my shirt was arranged and my bra wasn't showing too bad.

   "Fucking Christ" I murmured, checking my reflection of smeared khol in the mirror by the door, "I look like shit."

   "Impossible." he contested, shaking a finger at me as he ran his other hand through his hair, "Always fucking perfect."

   I smiled, using the end of my hoodie's sleeve to wipe under my eyes, "Thanks, Jeff."

He smiled back brighter at me, excited to say the words, "Anytime, Sweetheart."

   Rob caught up to us as we got close to the set. Jeff and I had been walking side by side, but far enough apart not to make it awkward. Of course, Robbie instantly knew what was up and his eyebrows quickly rose to his hair line as he looked at my kiss swollen lips and smeared eyeliner. Throwing his arm over my shoulder and pulling me slightly away while adjusting his glasses with his other hand and leaning closer to my ear, he whispered, "Back at it again already, huh?"

   "Don't start with me, Benedict," I glared up at him while wrapping my own arm around his waist, "Not a fucking word."

   He rolled his eyes with a knowing smirk but nodded none the less. I looked back to the left to see Jeffrey staring at me intently before giving me a sad smile as we approached where we needed to be.

   "Everything okay now?" Jensen asked, looking between me and Jeffrey with raised hands, ready to get the scene started.

   "Everything's peachy, bubs. Sorry. Get to work!" I promised with a grin before kissing Rob on the cheek and skipping over to my usual spot in Misha's cast chair.

   Misha soon joined me, standing behind me where I sat playing on my phone. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently messaged them before leaning down to whisper in my ear, "You okay now, little demon child?"

   "Not really," I admitted with a sigh. I leaned over a little bit to the side so I could crane my neck to look at him, "This is all so fucking ridiculous."

   "We all saw that little tantrum you pulled outside, and his reaction. And yours. You need to be careful, you know."

   "I'm not trying to not be careful, Mish, I'm not trying to do anything." I mumbled, eyes returning to where Rob and Jeff were speaking their lines. There was obviously a weird tension there, but somehow the two actors didn't let it show through to the camera.

   "This week is going to be difficult, you know. But at least we have a convention this weekend." Misha sighed, kneading my shoulders a little firmer as I rolled my head into his belly behind me. I groaned at the idea of having to be surrounded by people, even though I knew how much Misha loved them.

   "Fucking Iowa." I grunted, rolling my eyes. If only I had known then what I know now.

   Misha was 100% correct about the week being difficult. I didn't know how I felt about what Jeffrey had said to me, or the kiss that we had shared in the trailer. Robbie obviously knew something was up, and pulled back the reigns on our displays of affections. He still cuddled with me at night, but I guess it was really a silent decision between the both of us to not make a move to be intimate again. I absolutely adored the man, loved him, even, and I knew he felt the same way about me. I also knew though that he loved his wife, and no one could ever take her place in his heart. He would wait a hundred years if it meant for him to be with her again.

   I completely avoided Jeffrey at all costs, for also obvious reasons. I knew the affect he had on me, that I didn't stand a chance of standing my ground and keeping my distance from him. My heart was still broken, and I knew I wasn't thinking clearly when it came to him. No matter how much my heart stuttered when he touched me or my breath got caught in my throat when he smiled, he broke me almost just as much as Anthony did. It was going to take more than some sweet words and a stolen kiss for me to crumble.

   "Why won't you just fuckin' talk to me, girl?" He begged, trailing behind me one morning as I was bringing Misha his cup of tea and something to eat for breakfast. He had gotten here earlier than usual, and I wasn't able to dodge him for once. It was Friday, and we were all scheduled to fly out that evening. Jeffrey would be going back to Georgia to continue The Walking Dead, the rest of us to Des Moines for the weekend.

   "Because I don't want to talk to you, Jeffrey." I replied simply, looking back as I quickened my pace.

"How am I supposed to fix this if you won't talk to me?"

   I stopped quickly and turned to face him, him slamming on his own heels to keep from knocking into me, "Maybe I'm not ready for you to fix it? Ever think that this is not a decision for you to make?"

   His shoulders fell in exasperation, his eyes flicking from mine to look up as his head tilted so he could gather his thoughts. He brought his hands to his hips with a sigh and bowed his head, shaking it slightly, "Will you ever be?"

'Good question'

     I truly didn't know. I loved this man, I knew I did. I knew I would probably forever. Even at that moment, his presence bewildered me and it was hard for me to stay focused. I had to constantly remind myself that I couldn't give in to him or he would see it as something that I didn't have  a problem with. I had to stand my ground.

   "You're just going to try and find out, I guess. Not yet though, Jeff. I have my own healing to do."

"You mean with Rob?" He scoffed, shaking his head.

   "Wow, really working your case there, Mr. Morgan." I started back off towards Misha, not caring if Jeff followed at that point.

He didn't follow.

   I was dipping and dodging through the sea of people with a cup of hot coffee in one hand and Misha's stupid tea in the other, attempting to get to him before it was time for his autographs. We had been up since we landed at the airport at 4 am after a layover and as per usual for our arrivals only had minimal time to make our selves presentable. I threw Misha together an assemble that wouldn't make Jensen cringe or Jared make fun of him after getting out of the shower and then set about making myself look human.

   I had let my hair hang down my waist in waves, throwing on my usual makeup of dark eyeliner, black eye shadow, and lashes. Feeling moody, I lined my lips in the same kohl liner and filled them in with my matte black lipstick. Knowing I'd be running around everywhere today and that it was probably going to be cold as shit, I wore my tight black tights with my comfy converse, finalizing everything with my newest Cannibal Corpse t shirt.

   I was regretting my fucking life the moment I side stepped forward and slammed into a very broad, very firm chest, coffee and tea flying everywhere.

"Jesus Christ." I hissed as the scalding liquid felt like it was melting my hands.

   Thankfully nothing got on either of our clothing except our shoes, which I noticed were matching as I raised my eyes over the dark jeans and black t-shirt, up to the poor man's face.

   "I am so sor- Wow, holy shit you are fucking beautiful." The man said, smiling at me and sliding his sunglasses down his nose to make eye contact. My eyeballs almost popped out of their fucking sockets.

   "You're fucking Cor-" I started, but the man instantly held his finger up to his lips to silence me as he looked around. ‘I thought he’d be taller.’

   "Shhhh," he grinned with a wink, "Sorry about your coffee, let me get you another one?"

'I wish I had the fucking time.'

   "Eerr, sorry, I don't have the time, I'm in a rush as it was, now my boss is gonna bitch at me as it is, " I laughed nervously, shaking my head.

   "Well, maybe I'll see you around then," He winked again, licking his lips in a way that made my mouth dry.

'Jesus Christ, Kylin, calm the fuck down.'

   "Y-Y-Yeah," I replied, small nervous smile playing over my face as he pulled me into a small hug before waving while walking away.

'Who's fucking life is this?!'

   It was my life, apparently, and it seemed to keep getting weirder and fucking weirder.

   I was in my usual spot behind Misha while he was signing his autos and doing his thing, ignoring the few whispers that creeped past him about me when the fans noticed my presence behind him.

   "I heard her and Jeff broke up. She went crazy at The Walking Dead set or something, bitch is apparently psychotic."

   I rolled my eyes and continued to work on my laptop behind me when his voice broke through and Misha turned to me with a knowing smirk adorning his face.

   "Kylin, look what it is, my tea from this morning." Misha teased, holding up a lidded cup for me to see. My eyes instantly widened as I past him to the man on the other side of the table who stood there extending another cup in my direction.

   I sat the laptop in the chair beside me and nervously stood up, taking the cup from his hands and stuttering out a "Thank you."

"Anytime, Sweetheart" he smiled with a nod.

'Oh no he just fucking didn't.'

   "Hey, I know where I've seen you before, you're from Stone Sour, aren't you?" Misha inturrpted our eye contact, and Corey Taylor turned to look at him.

"Yeah man. I love the show."

   "That's fucking awesome, dude. Kylin here got me into some of your music. She's always subjecting me to weird shit."

   "Dmitri!" I scolded, face burning red as I brought my hands to cover my embarrasment.

   Ignoring me, he continued his prods when he noticed the Gold Pass dangling from the other manm's neck, "You coming to the concert tonight?"

   "Wouldn't miss it." Corey answered, nodding his head as his eyes flicked back to mine.

"Good, because Kylin here is gonna be singing."

"No I'm fucking no-"

   "Yes you are." It was Rob who had came up behind me to wrap his arms around my waist and place his chin on my shoulder as he lifted me off my feet slightly.

   "You sing?" Corey's eyebrows lifted in surprise. My face got impossibly hotter. Vermillion, you could say.

   "Like a fucking angel." Rob commented, squeezing me a bit more before letting go, "Her voice will make you fall in love with her."

   I moved one hand away from my chest to turn and smack his chest, and he retorted with his own smack to my ass before making his way past us to where Billy Moran had called him over.

"Now that's something I'll definitely have to see."

   "Now this next song is for the lovely and ever talented Mark Sheppard, who we definitely still mourn for." Rob said as he introduced the next set. Mark sat behind the drums and gave a laugh as he clicked his drum sticks together. I walked on to the stage in my tight black dress to stand beside Robbie, who wrapped his free arm around me and kissed my cheek before speaking again, "Kylin here's gonna sing it for me, because well, it's a girl's song. But I hope you like it."

   "Makes me think of you, Sheppy." I giggled as Rob started the Louden Swain version of my favorite Halsey song.

   I held the microphone in it's place on the stand, swaying my hips back and forth with the time of the beat that Mark was playing.

‘My demons are begging me to open up my mouth I need them, mechanically make the words come out They fight me, vigorous and angry, watch them pounce Ignite me, licking up the flames they bring about’

   I turned back towards Mark, smiling and pointing at him with a smile as I continued,

‘I sold my soul to a three-piece And he told me I was holy He's got me down on both knees But it's the devil that's tryna’

   I turned back to the crowd and scanned the fans, quickly able to find Corey's unmistakable face past the bright lights.

‘Hold me down, hold me down Sneaking out the back door, make no sound Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for’

   Briana soon joined me on stage and I let her take over the rest of the second verse as the rest of the cast crowded onto the stage. I made my way over to Jared, motioning him to Corey silently. He beamed when he recognized him and instantly made his way back behind stage to retrieve him to join us.

   You would have thought Corey Taylor was a fan boy or something the way his eyes widened and he looked up at Jared when he finally approached him. He nodded vigorously at something Jay said, then followed him back to the back stage area before climbing up with the rest of us. 

   "Corey fucking Taylor everyone!" Jared bellowed into a mic, throwing his arm around Corey's shoulder as he stood there star-struck. If only he knew how much Jared was probably pissing himself. The crowd errupted, equally freaking, and Corey shook his head and lifted the mic that had been handed to him

   "Holy fuckingg shit, guys. This is fucking amazing." He beamed, eyes glancing over the stage and landing on me, "I should spill cups of coffee more often."

   Everyone laughed as the band died down and Misha retold the story of the autographs earlier, my ears darkening at my own embarrasment.

   "I'm a fucking clutz" I commented, shaking my head with my hand on my forehead.

   "A cute one, though." Corey commented in the microphone, earning a bout of 'oooohs' trailing through the audience.

  "She is, isn't she." Rob cooed, a bite to his voice that only I could hear. I tilted my head in his direction and gave him a look at which he rolled his eyes to me.

   Richard and Rob ended the concert and said their salutations as everyone piled back into the backstage area and headed for the green room. I was walking with Jared and Corey when Jensen approached us from behind.

   "Hey man, we're all going out for drinks in a minute, you wanna join us?" Jensen asked Corey, who's eyes immediately went wide.

   "Really? Fuck yeah, dude." Corey replied ecstatically, irises twinkling as he looked from Jensen to me, "You coming?"

   "Of course the little sister is coming, she's gotta make sure our drunk asses make it back." Jared chuckled, throwing a huge arm around my waist and pulling me to his side. Corey's eyes went wide again in realization of who I was.

   "Holy fucking shit, I thought you looked so familiar. Aren't you dating Negan? I love that dude, man." My world came tumbling down as my eyes shifted to my feet and I felt Jared's fingers dig a little further into my side for comfort. I gave a little smile before replying, "We're not dating anymore. Just kinda friends now."

   His face fell for a moment but something else replaced the expression shortly after, "Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart. That shit sucks."

   I gave him another small smile and a nod, Thankful that Jared knew me well enough to direct the conversation elsewhere, "So where's the best bar to go to around here, man?"

   We ended up at a dark little restaurant that was quiet and secluded, save for our bellows and booms of laughter that filled the small vicinity. We had taken up most of the space, the servers pushing together 3 long tables to accommodate all of us. I was sitting between Rob and Corey, shifting my conversation between the two of them as we all chatted and drank. Corey was fucking hilarious, his sillyness fitting in perfectly with everyone as we down drink after drink. Robbie was obviously feeling the shots he was attempting to match me, and soon was giggly and flirting with both myself and Bri who sat beside him, supplying amusement to me and Corey as he nuzzled against Bri's shoulder.

   "He's such a fucking lush." I commented to Corey, watching Robbie's sloppy face before poking him in the shoulder, "You're gonna make me jelly, Benedict."

   "Pfffft, please, girl, you know you can get this dick anytime you want." He joked drunkenly, forcing Bri and Rich to both bust out laughing. Corey chuckled a bit, mostly confused, and I had to explain to him.

  "Robbie and I have a... close friendship." I giggled in embarrassment, to which Corey nodded in acceptance while taking a sip of the scotch he had ordered.

   Rob slipped his head from it's resting place on Briana and sloshed towards me, chin digging into my shoulder now as he leaned against my back, "She's super good in bed, bro."

   "Jesus Christ, Bob-o, control yourself." Rich barked from his place before standing up and approaching the man, "Ky, can you help me get this shlep some water or something?"

   I nodded and excused myself from the table to follow Rich to the bar. While we were waiting on the bar tender to acknowledge us he turned to me, "What the fuck are you doing, Kay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I responded, genuinely confused.

   "With Robbie." he answered before asking the bartender for a water bottle and another round of shots for the rest of us who could actually contain themselves.

   "What we always do, Rich. He's already been talking to Mollie again." I shrugged.

"And Jeffrey?" he raised his eyebrows at me.

   "I don't know what you're expecting from me on that one, Rich, because I honestly don't even fucking know myself." I sighed, feeling the defeat seep through me.

   "And now this guy?" He said, quirking an eyebrow while nodding towards the table.

   "Having fun, Richard. I just met the man and he's one of my idols. I'm trying not to fan girl right now."

   He laughed, accepting my answer while grabbing the water as I helped with the shots before walking back over to the table.

   A couple hours later and it was time to head home. We were standing out side the restaurant waiting on Cliff to pull the car around and Corey's cab to come through. Jared had to actually throw Robbie over his shoulder as the man had passed out like gorilla and refused to wake up. I laughed to myself at the thought of the hangover he was going to have to endure the next day during his early morning photo ops.

   "It was really nice to meet you, Kylin. I definitely had the ultimate fan experience tonight." Corey smiled down at me.

   "Ha! Me as well, thank you!" I beamed nervously.

He held out his phone for me with a questioned expression on his face, dial pad pulled up on the screen, "Mind if I..."

   My eyes twinkled and my heart started pounding in my chest as I reached a shaky hand for the phone, "Sure."

   I typed my number in for him and he pressed the call button, my phone vibrating in my purse before I pulled it out and saved his name in my own contact list.

   "Mind if I call or text you? We're doing a show in Vancouver soon, maybe you can come out?" Corey suggested, hopefulness in his voice as he leaned against the brick wall behind us.

'Holy fucking shit.'

   "Y-Y-Yeah, sure, that w-w-would be awesome." I replied as the yellow taxi cab pulled up and honked its horn.

   "Well, thanks for the amazing time, Ms. Ackles. Talk to you soon." he hesitated for a moment, then curled an arm around my hip and dipped me in for a hug.

   "No, thank you, Mr. Taylor." I smiled brightly up at him, butterflies dancing in my chest as he stepped towards the car.

He smirked, then killed me, "Anytime, Sweetheart."

If he only knew what those fucking words meant to me.

part 15 will be released 9/9/17!

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Know of Affordable Insurance for unemployed NJ resident?

My wife just lost her job due to downsizing and she carried the insurance. Our insurance expires the end of October. I cant signup at my job until January. We can COBRA but it will cost around $900 a month which we certainly wont have since shes unemployed and wouldnt have even if she WAS employed. Anyone know if there is a more affordable option? Does unemployed have some kind of health insurance? We have 2 young children so not having insurance isnt an option. Please REAL Replies Only!!! No SPAM!

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