#I’ve already got an idea 💡

[evolnoomym]

Babes guess what….the Fairy will write Dave York fluff 😏🤭

This is my first time participating in a writing challenge. I was very scared that I would get someone who I have no idea how to write for, but I feel like I can manage Dave 👀🤓

Hi Vi I’m here since I’d like to participate in your writing challenge: 🌹and as a number I’d choose 21 🙌🏻

hello there!! thank you so much in participating!!

🌹- Dave York and your topic is fluff!

enjoy your writing and make sure to post it on July 8th!!

have fun! can't wait to see what you write!!

[callsign-dexter]

Undercover Desires (18+)

Request: Alright, I have an idea 💡 I'd also ask this for my bday but then I feel bad for all other which requested before me :( 

Another Antonio one where they're a couple and she works as an officer on the road, but one time Hank asks her to help them out undercover, all dressed up hot and sexy, which makes Antonio really jealous and possessive but he can stay professional. Just until they get home, where he rips of her dress and shows you that every part of you belongs to him ? 🥵💗

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader

Warnings: smut, implied smut, swearing, fluff, angst

A/N: happy birthday to the anon that sent this request in! I hope you like it!

You loved your job and wouldn’t give anything up for it. You liked the thought of working in Intelligence but you liked being out there on the streets more. You are a cop for Chicago PD and currently loving it. You also didn’t want to put your boyfriend’s, Antonio Dawson, job at risk and risk the chance of clouding his head if you two did work together. You and Antonio have been together 2 going on 3 years and you loved each other with everything you got and you wouldn’t trade anything for it.

Intelligence was currently working on a case and you could tell it was a tough one considering the way Antonio would come and collapse. Every other cop had been asked to help on the case but it wasn’t as in depth as Intelligence was working. You wished you could help more but right now all you could do was patrol the streets and alert if something was out of the ordinary. The case was about how a man would abduct ladies at a bar and then sexually assault them and then end up killing them and dumping them. The FBI should’ve been called in but Intelligence was given a chance to catch the person before the feds were called.

You had gotten home from work before Antionio and had changed out of your work clothing and started some dinner. It wasn’t even 30 minutes until your boyfriend had walked into the shared apartment with a sigh and keys hitting the table beside the entry way. You turned around and smiled at him sympathetically. “Hey, Baby. Rough day?” You asked him already knowing the answer.

“Very. We aren’t any closer than when we started.” He said and walked over to you and hugged you and you returned the hug.

“I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help out. Food will be ready in 10 min.” You said when you released each other.

“You’re doing all that you can, Babe. Anything I can do to help?” He asked and you shook your head.

“No. You go and get changed and it’ll be ready by the time you get out here.” You said knowing his routine and how he liked to take a quick shower after work to as he puts it ‘wash off the day’. True to your word when he joined you back into the kitchen and you had already began to plate his food. He smiled and took the plate from you and kissed you, you closed your eyes and leaned into the kiss. He pulled away and then you plated your food and joined him at the table but not before grabbing two beers and opening them and sitting one in front of him.

“Have I told you lately about how beautiful and sexy you are?” He asked and you furiously blushed and dipped your head and shook your head.

“No, I don’t think so.” You say looking up at him still blushing and you could see the light twinkling in his eyes.

“Well, in that case you are one sexy woman. The most beautiful one I’ve seen and don’t know how lucky I got to call you mine.” He said and that had you blushing even more. Let’s just say you both didn’t finish your supper and headed off to bed early.

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The next morning you both woke up cuddled into each other’s arms with no clothing on. You smiled at each other and then started to get ready for the day. When you were ready you kissed each other and headed to the precinct. You normally didn’t ride together due to the different times you both got off. When you arrived, you kissed each other and went your separate ways but not before telling each other that you loved one another and to be safe.

As you we greeted Trudy and she gave you a look of annoyance and rolled her eyes as you walked past her to grab the keys to your cruiser. While you grabbed them Hank walked in and spotted you. He walked over to you and you looked up and smiled at him. “Hey, Hank. What’s up?” You asked and he smiled at you.

“Hey, Y/N. I’m gonna need your help with something.” He said

“Yea, of course, what is you need?” You asked this is what you had been hoping for.

“We need someone to go undercover and we can’t send it Hailey or Kim. They would be recognized almost instantly and they don’t look like the woman he has been taking. I want someone that hasn’t been seen with us and you also look the other women.” He said and you thought about it and you seriously wanted to help.

“Absolutely, I would do anything to help you guys.” You said and you could see some of the tension fall from his face.

“Thank you so much.” He said and you nodded “Be ready up in Intelligence in an hour. I’ll have the girls help you get ready and wired.” He said “Also I need you to wear something that would catch his eye. So, if you have anything at home I would suggest going and getting it.” He added and you nodded.

“You got it.” You said and he thanked you one last time and then you both headed your separate ways. When you got your car, you headed to your and Antonio’s apartment to grab a form fitting dress and some high heels. The dress didn’t cost much and had been saving it for any occasion and what better occasion then a short undercover operation?

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You patrolled the area for awhile until it was time to head to the precinct. When you arrived, you parked the car and headed in with your stuff. Trudy looked at you and walked over and punched in the code to let you up. You smiled at her and she smiled back and shook her head. You both were good friends and liked to tease each other and it just flowed smoothly.

You walked up the stairs and everyone greeted you but Antonio and you could see the wheels turning in his head and he shook his head. “Did Hank put you up to this?” He asked you and you just smirked.

“He asked me and I said yes. No shame in helping out.” You said and walked over to him and kissed him which he returned.

“Glad you’re here.” Hank said and you broke the kiss to look at him “Kim and Hailey will help you get ready.” He said and the girls mentioned came up and took both of your arms and headed into the locker room.

“So, how bad is Antonio freaking out about this?” You asked with a smirk as you started to remove your uniform.

“He didn’t know who we got to do it until you walked in.” Kim said and you shook your head.

“It’s going to be an easy one. Get in there have him confess and get out.” Hailey said and you nodded you slid on the dress.

“Since you’re going to be wearing a dress, we got a necklace with a mic in it so we can hear everything.” Kim said and you nodded your head and they put the necklace on you. You all continued to talk while they got you ready to go. Once you all were done you put on your heels and headed out to the bullpen. Kevin, Jay and Adam complimented you but Antonio had yet to say anything but you could tell by the way his pupils dilated that he had liked it and could he wanted to shield you from other guys.

“Antonio?” You asked with a smirk and you could see how he was having a hard time controlling himself.

“You look perfect, Babe.” He said while looking you up and down.

“Ok, now that you’re ready we can get going.” Hank said and you all nodded and headed out to the van and the vehicles. You knew what you were doing to Antonio, you could see him squirming in his sit and had to adjust himself several times.

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They briefed you one more time and then you were heading into the bar. Some catcalls were made at you and you just knew Antonio was not taking it well. When that man gets possessive, he gets turned on and it led to some incredibly great and rough sex, which you loved. You found a seat the bar and waited and you didn’t have to wait too long until a man approached you.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked you and you turned to look at him, he was handsome, tall, dark hair, a dazzling smile, and chocolate-colored eyes. You smiled at him.

“No, not at all.” You said and he sat down.

“I haven’t seen you around here before.” He said

“My work is demanding but I decided to take sometime for myself.” You said and you knew you were lying.

“My name is Tyler Shane.” He said

“Well nice to meet you, Tyler. I’m Abbigail Lawson.” You said giving a completely fake name. You could just imagine Antonio smirking.

“Well, what do you say to getting out of here?” He asked and you nodded.

“Ok. Your place or mine?” You asked.

“Mine.” He said as you began leaving with him you made sure to adjust your necklace a sign that you had him. Once you reached outside and began heading towards the car Intelligence jumped out.

“Chicago PD!” Hank yelled out and Tyler put his hands up while Hank cuffed him and Antonio came over to you and wrapped his jacket around you.

“You fucking bitch! You’re a cop?!” Tyler yelled out looking at you and before you could respond Antonio beat you to it.

“You bet she is. She’s a damn good one.” He said and pulled you closer to him shielding you away from Tyler. Hailey and Kim came over to you and removed the necklace and then you all went on your way.

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When you all arrived back to the police station Hank allowed Antonio to take you home and Trudy didn’t even say a word. You decided to leave your car there and ride with Antonio back home. The ride home was all sexual tension. Antonio had his hand on your high and it was slowly rising to the hem of the dress. “My girl is badass.” He said and his voice had gone an octave lower a sign that he was really turned on. His hand slid up further until it reached your underwear and he started to stroke you which quickly had you a moaning mess.

“Antonio.” You moaned out and then you were stopped at a stoplight he leaned over and kissed your neck. That and the combination of him slowly stroking you had you hot and bothered. The light turned green and he didn’t move until a car horn blew and then he returned his attention back to the road he pulled his hand away and whimpered at the loss of friction. He smirked and drove the rest of the way to the apartment. He as hard and you could tell from the bulge in his jeans. You reached over and rubbed him and he actually swerved but quickly corrected himself.

You arrived back to the apartment and he parked and killed the engine and you both walked into the apartment. When you got the elevator, he pressed the button and when it opened you two walked inside thankful nobody was there. Once the door was shut, he had his mouth on yours and hand returning to your soaking hot core. “So wet for me and only me.” He said and bit your sweet spot and you moaned. You were close and could feel that rubber band tightening just a little more and it would snap. He seemed to have had noticed that because he pushed your underwear to the side and slid a finger into you and began to finger fuck you. He had you a moaning mess. He then curled his finger hitting your g-spot and it was over you came over his hand then the elevator dinged and he pulled out and you whimpered again. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. “You taste absolutely delicious.” He said and you pressed your thighs together trying to get the friction back that you so desperately needed. He held his hand out to you and you walked out and to your apartment he had already had the keys out and unlocked the door and once you were inside, he had your back against the door attacking your neck.

“Antonio!” You moaned out. You felt him smirk you kicked off your heels and wrapped your hands around his neck with one hand in his hair. You turned you head the side letting him have more access.

“You were so hot today. Had me hard while we were in that van.” He said and brought you hand to the bulge in his jeans. “You’re mine and only mine.” He said while looking into your eyes. “I want to get this dress off of you.” He said and took it in one hand and tugged the dress ripped with ease and you gasped.

“That was my favorite dress.” You whined out.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” He said he had you jump and you circled your legs around his waist and he walked you over to the counter and laid you down on the cold surface which felt great on your burning skin. You were so out of it that the sound of material ripping had you looking at him and you saw your torn underwear in his hands and a smirking Antonio, you glared at him.

“Antonio.” You said in a stern voice and he just smirked.

“I’ll get you new ones.” He said and you rolled your eyes but it didn’t last because the next thing you knew he was licking a broad stripe up your folds that had you toes curling. You moaned and your hands went to his head and pushed him further into you. He rolled your clit and gently bit it at times and probed your entrance with his tongue. After a minute he pulled away and you groaned at the loss of contact, you were so close.

Your hands fell from his head and you watched him rid himself of his clothing and you got rid of your bra. Once he stepped out of his jeans, he was stepping over to you and roughly shoving his girthy cock into you. The familiar stretch and burn were perfect and you loved it, your head went to the counter and he started a rough pace thrusting in and out of you. You and he were a moaning mess. “Right there! Feels so good!” You moaned out and he latched onto your right nipple and set a brutal pace that you loved. He caged you in with his arms.

He rolled your nipple in his mouth and gently bit it and then soothed it out after a few minutes he let go of it and looked up at your face and smirked. “You’re mine and only mine.” He said and you nodded “Words use your words.” He said and you moaned.

“Yours.” You said and he gave a sharp thrust into you and then attacked you left nipple giving it the same attention as the other. He then let up and pulled out and you whimpered at the loss of contact but you didn’t have to wait long because he was helping you down and then bending you over the counter and then shoving himself back into you. You could feel the coolness on your breasts. You turned you head the side and he put one hand on you head holding you down while the other one held your hips.

“Tell me who is making you feel good.” He said

“You.” You said and he gave a harsh thrust.

“Who is making you feel this good?” He asked again.

“Antonio!!” You yelled out and he smirked.

“Good girl.” He praised and you felt that knot forming in your stomach again. You were so close.

“’M close.” You said and he leaned over you going deeper.

“Not yet.” He said and you whimpered he pulled out again and then turned you around and had you jump again and he walked you to the bedroom. He gently threw you on the bed and then crawled up to you and guided himself into you again and set a brutal pace again.

“’Tonio, close.” You said and he just smirked loving when you couldn’t even form sentences. He himself was close too.

“Let go.” He said and as he said that you did and his thrusts grew sloppy and he stilled inside of you throwing his head back and moaning as her painted your walls white. When you both came down from your high you were both panting and the room smelt of sex, you both were sweating. He rested his head on your and smiled and you smiled back. He kissed you and you kissed back. He slowly slid out of you.

Antonio got up and went into the bathroom and came back with a wet washcloth he gently slid it through your oversensitive folds and you moaned and your legs shook. “I’m sorry.” He said and you shook your head.

“Nothing to apologize for. Just sensitive.” You said and he smirked knowing he made you that way. He threw the washcloth into the basket. He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back and you both crawled into them. He pulled you into him to where your back was to him.

“You’re mine and only mine.” He said and you turned to face him and smiled.

“Yours and only yours. If I get rough sex each time you get possessive or jealous each time I go undercover or someone flirts with me, then I should do it all the time.” You said with a chuckle and so did he. You closed your eyes “I love you, Babe.” You said.

“I love you too.” He said and felt you smile against his chest and kissed your head and felt your breath even out and then he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Oh yea if he was like this every time you went undercover or he jealous and possessive when someone flirted with you then yea you were going to do it more often.

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[spotsandsocks]

Title for you:

From Here Til Never

Ok this was tricky… I’ve been thinking and I’m going with amnesia fic. I’ve never done one of those!

Also adding a bit to the title I’ll remember you from here to never

Eddie is missing presumed dead, I think he’s away from LA when it happens, maybe visiting Texas. Buck gets the news and is obviously distraught, already looking after Chris so he just stays at Eddie’s, regretting lost opportunities etc.

Meanwhile Eddie is somewhere else, random small town type place. Don’t ask me how he actually got there. He can’t remember his own name but some things keep catching his attention it make him feel things.

We can have a lightning storm that upsets him, makes him feel like he’s lost something important

Conveniently for me there’s a church in town called St Christopher’s that he just goes and sits outside

He catches the end of an interview of a red headed reporter on a talk show talking about her book… and loathing her on sight

On a checkup at the hospital a girl with crutches walks past and he starts crying

There’s a picture of Scottish highlands with a stag on the wall in the house he’s staying at he and he can’t stop looking at it.

He picks up a carved stag in a thrift store and has to buy it. Keeps it by his bed. Likewise he sees a st Christopher medal and buys it, puts in on straight away.

Finds out he can draw/paint but his art keeps ending up in shades of blue for some reason.

He gets taken hunting by the people who took him in and stops someone shooting a young stag when asked why he can’t explain it

He’s also strangely competent with the guns but can hardly bear to touch them.

Anyways…l time goes in then one day someone comments on his obsession with stags (which has ended up with several pictures, ornaments of stags. Except they say

“That’s a lot of Buck’s ya got there.”

Buck?

Sure male deer, stag or a buck.

Buck?

The word makes him feel strange. A sense of loss and longing.

That night he dreams of blue eyes and blood on a face he doesn’t recognise

The night after he dreams of a boy who should be wearing glasses but isn’t. He looks for those glasses in his dream until a hand covered with blood gives him a small red pair

Then sitting in front of the church again the name and the boy without glasses become one and he knows his son’s name.

He has a son. And after that another name; Buck. Buckley. Blue eyes and a red mark over one eye. A smile and a feeling. The man from his dreams. His name is Buck. The two names are accompanied by the most desperate urge to get back to them. Chris and Buck. He wants to go home. He has a home, a family. Chris and Buck.

Some investing and discussions… brother? No not a brother, definitely not a brother. Husband? That word makes him ache and he knows that he’s not a husband. They look but nothing.

Then another name comes back his own and after that more and more until he has a destination and he leaves to find it.

Probably finds Bobby first so not to give Buck and Chris a fright! Then reunion and we get Eddie explaining his collection of stags to Buck (brought them with him, putting them on shelf carefully Buck asks why and Eddie explains.

I wanted to be close to something that reminded me of what I’d lost, who I’d loved. I expect you know stags can be called bucks too.

Even when I didn’t know my name I knew yours, knew you, because I love you. I knew that even when I didn’t know anything else.

And what’s Buck going to do after that than hold onto the second chance he’s been given and kiss the man that came back to him

🤷🏻‍♀️ that’s what I’ve got … hope you like the idea 💡 and thanks for the ask 💜💜💜

[mirai1269]

Short: After MC started dating Vincent, Leon and Victor team up to make them break up.

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On the rooftops, Leon and Victor sit spying on the two lovebirds with disgust.

Leon: “Look at them, all happy and sh*t. He should have chosen me!”

Victor: “I didn’t mind who he dated, but he just had to date him of all people!”

Meanwhile, below them, MC and Vincent were sitting outside enjoying their Bobas. Vincent kisses MC head, while MC chuckles and kisses him back on the cheek. This makes Leon clench his fists in anger and Victor snarl.

Victor: ugh “We have to make them break up. It’s too dangerous for him to do this.”

Leon: “Way ahead of you.” He says, as he grabs his pocket knife.

Victor: “No! It has to be subtle. We can’t afford any more blood on our hands. Besides, it could hurt Vincent!”

Leon panicks realizing that killing Vincent in front of his Uncle wasn’t the brightest idea. He puts the knife back in his pocket.

Leon: 💡 “I got it! Since you’re his Uncle, you can restrain his spending money, that way he’ll lose interest in Vincent!”

Victor: “I’m not the one who controls how much money he spends, but I can convince by brother to take control of his allowance.”

Leon: “Yeah! And I’ll keep my friend away from Vincent in the meantime.”

Victor: “I like you, young man.” He says as the two shake hands.

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5 days, 9 arguments, 6 tantrums, 7 vases broken, 3 maids overworked, 1 MC gatekept, 4 gaslighting talks, and 25k spent on parental therapy and counseling later.

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Leon: “We did it! They’re no longer talking to each other! I’ve even convinced my friend to stay away from Vincent at school.”

Victor, looking very exhausted: “It was hard work, but we did it. I even sent Vincent to therapy for extra measures.”

Leon: “That’s greats news! I’m so glad our plan worked out.” He said, happy to be with MC again.

Suddenly, a familiar Red Helecopter flies over the two. From there, it dropped off a few notes on them before leaving. When they picked it up, they see that it’s in Vincent’s handwriting.

Dear Uncle: Thanks for putting me in therapy, you made it very easy for me to escape. I have taken the keys and money you so carelessly left on your desk. With these, I’ll be taking my Honeybee and I on a little 5 day vacation to make up for lost time.

Oh! And Leon, F*ck you! I know you teamed up with my Uncle to get us to break up. I saw your little group chat the other day while you were at practice.

Leon and Victor: “……………”

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Author’s Note: Another alternative scenario is where they don’t get along because Victor wishes to kill the MC, while Leon fights for MC’s safety. Visa Versa with Vincent.

Vincent exhaled in pride and satisfaction as the Sun's rays warmed his body. MC was sleeping on the sunbed next to his, a book threatening to fall from his hands onto the golden beach sand. The red head turned to the brunet, admiring the boy's sleeping face.

'He's so beautiful... This... it's all so perfect. We could stay here, just the two of us, forever. I have money, I know the local language, he won't miss anything...'

A sudden realisation made him furrow his brows.

'Oh wait, he still has his brother! Dang it... Oh well, I'll figure something out.'

The longer he stared at the youth, the desire to reach out to him and embrace him filled his heart more and more. Sure, it was a hot day and cuddling like that would make them both sweat bullets, but Vincent could care less about that.

'He didn't go into the water today yet, right? It'll be very hot soon, we should go now. The water is pretty cold yet, and he's going to get sunburnt. His ear is already red.'

With a gentle shake, Vincent awoke MC from his slumber. The boy let out a small yawn while he wiped his eyes.

"Come, sleepy head. Let's swim!" Vincent said with a soft smile. MC grumbled before sitting up on the sunbed, streching his limbs and checked the time on his phone.

"It's almost lunch time. We came out at what... 9 a.m?" MC mumbled sleepily. Vincent sighed as he sat up.

"We came out right after breakfast. If you're wondering, you've been snoring for the last half hour."

MC looked up at his companion in surprise. "I don't snore. At least as far as I know."

Vincent let out a sigh before reaching for MC's hand and dragged him to the water.

"Enough chit-chat, the water's calling!"

Since this part of the coast was the property of Vincent's family, the two boys could head to the water without the risk of the stuff getting stolen.

The boys enjoyed the sea. After a few attempt of trying to get deeper into the much colder enviornment, the water felt pleasant against their skin.

"Wait, MC no! I don't wanna get my hair wet!" Vincent shrieked as MC splashed him with the salty water.

"Vengance will be mine!" MC yelled in enthusiasm, his hair drenched from Vincent's little 'prank'.

After a while, both got out, sea water dripping from their hair.

"Great, I can wash it again." Vincent moaned. MC chuckled at his suffering, earning a pout from his host.

"I enjoyed it. Thank you for taking me here, Vincent!"

Though still angry at his boyfriend for messing up his hair, Vincent couldn't help but smile. His hand found MC's, their fingers intertwined tightly.

"I'm happy you're here. This is the first time I actually enjoy a vacation with someone close to me."

Hearing this, MC felt a bit sad, it was evident on his face. Seeing this, Vincent averted his eyes.

"A-anyways, we should head back, I'm sure lunch is alre-"

"VINCEEENT!!"

Both boys stopped in their tracks. They watched, freezed on the spot, as Vincent's uncle, Victor stomped his way towards the pair, his coat still hanging on his shoulders. His face was red, his eyes bloodshot, and he was huffing like a bull.

"YOUNG MAN! YOU...*huff* YOU'RE IN....*huff* BIIG TROUBLE!" Victor yelled. Once he reached the pair, he slouched and tried to regain his breath.

"God, it's hot...*huff*...You two...." He gulped. "Back to the house....

"Uncle, are you oka-"

"NOW!"

Back at the weekend house, the living room was more heated by Victor's rage than by the fireplace. The older man was furious at his nephew and MC. At Vincent for running away and stealing from him, at MC for... for whatever he was angry at him, along with 'helping' Vincent in this little escapade.

"You two are going to board the jet tonight and go straight back home. Vincent, you are forbidden from EVER meeting with this boy and you're back to therapy. And you, MC. If I ever see you near my nephew...let's just say, it's in your best interest I don't."

Both boys remained silent, holding their hands under the coffee table.

"I'll go eat lunch, I haven't eaten anything today."

With that, Victor stormed to the dining hall.

"Uncle-"

"AND PUT SOME ALOE GEL ON YOUR FACES. YOU TWO LOOK LIKE A TOMATO STAND!"

[littlemissartemisia]

Who knew that this year I would get really into the teenage mutant ninja turtles, be in a role play tmnt tumblr group for months, create a funky little turtle named Misa and give her misadventures, make a bunch of art, ask a question about if there was a tmnt oc competition, inspire someone to make that competition and ultimately a discord server for it, get involved with one of the longest and greatest rps in said server, take a character who from the beginning was a villain and now she’s one of my favorite creations and help her on a path of redemption and reflection, have her fall in love with A version of Casey Jones Jr, make friends with an Amazing amount of people and now the year is almost over and I gotta say I’ve loved it.

I hope the next year is just as exciting. I’ve already got ideas 💡

[mysticinsightstarot]

Hello! Can I get a free reading I want to ask:

How I'll grt wealthy?

Thank you 💗 and have a good day 🍀

Yeah sure dear 💖 💖

Oh, hey there! 🌟 So, let’s break down how you’re going to get wealthy in a way that feels super fun and true to you! I’ve pulled these cards for your financial journey, and lemme tell you, you’ve got some serious magic going on! 💸✨ Get cozy and let's dive in!

1. Current Financial Situation: 10 of Cups

Okay, so right off the bat, I’m seeing that things are actually pretty solid for you emotionally! 💖✨ You’ve got this 10 of Cups vibe, which means you’re in a good place emotionally, surrounded by love and support. It’s not all about the money right now, but trust me, that happiness is going to help you manifest some serious abundance. 🌈💸 You’ve already built a strong foundation with your emotional well-being, and that is such a big part of attracting wealth. 💕

2. Main Obstacles: 3 of Cups

Ooooh, here’s the tea 🍵—3 of Cups tells me you might be having a liiiittle too much fun! I get it, life’s a party, and honestly, I love that for you! 🍻✨ But! You might be spending a bit too much time socializing or celebrating and not enough time focusing on those financial goals. 🥂 Don’t worry, though—it’s all about balance. Keep the good times rolling but make sure you’re carving out time to work towards that cash flow. 💼💪

3. Hidden Opportunities: 2 of Swords

Okay, this is super interesting. 👀 2 of Swords means you’ve got a decision that’s been hanging in the air for a while. You might’ve been avoiding it, but guess what? That decision is like a gateway to some major financial success. 🌟💡 You’ll have to take off the blindfold and just go for it. Trust yourself to make the right choice, because it’s going to unlock some hidden opportunities for you, boo! 🔮✨

4. Necessary Action: 4 of Wands

YASSS, 4 of Wands energy is everything! 🎉 This tells me that you need to focus on building something solid—think long-term stability, like investing in property, starting a business, or even teaming up with someone close to you. 🏡💼 You’ve got this amazing foundation, and now it’s time to build on it. Maybe get the family or friends involved, too, because partnerships are gonna be key in your wealth-building journey. 🤝✨

5. External Influences: 4 of Swords, 7 of Pentacles & The High Priestess

Okay, so the universe is sending you MAJOR “slow and steady” vibes here. 🧘‍♀️💤 4 of Swords is like, “Rest up, boo, this is a marathon, not a sprint.” You don’t need to rush—everything is happening in its own time. ⏳ And 7 of Pentacles is all about patience—wealth is going to grow, but you’ve got to give it some time. 🌱💸 And HELLO, High Priestess energy! 🌙✨ This is all about trusting your intuition. You already know deep down what moves to make, so listen to that inner voice. You’re more in tune than you realize. 💫👁️

6. Long-Term Strategy: Page of Cups & King of Cups

The universe is saying: Master those emotions! 💧💖 Page of Cups tells me you need to stay open to new, creative ideas. Be playful with how you approach wealth—it doesn’t all have to be serious business suits and spreadsheets, right? 😂💼 And with the King of Cups, the key is staying emotionally balanced. No chasing after money out of fear or greed. 🧘‍♂️ Stay calm, cool, collected, and you’ll be making moves that bring wealth and happiness. 🌊👑

7. Wealth-Building Talents: 9 of Wands & The Magician

HELLO, The Magician! 🧙‍♂️ You are LITERALLY magical. You’ve got all the skills and tools you need to manifest wealth—like, you can literally pull it out of thin air. ✨🪄 But also, 9 of Wands says you’re a fighter. 💪 Even when things get tough, you never give up, and that’s one of your biggest strengths. You’ve got resilience for days, and that combined with your manifesting powers? Money is gonna flow, babe. 💸🔥

8. Timing of Wealth: Knight of Wands, 2 of Wands, Page of Wands & Ace of Wands

Okay, so when’s the money coming in? FAST! 🚀🔥 Like, all these wands mean things are happening soon! You’re on the brink of something huge, and once you make that key decision (remember that 2 of Swords?), it’s gonna be full steam ahead! 💨 Expect some exciting opportunities and fast-paced growth. Don’t be afraid to jump on them when they show up! 🌟🔥

9. Wealth-Mindset Advice: Page of Pentacles, King of Pentacles & Queen of Pentacles

You’re entering your Pentacles Era! 👑💰 The advice here? Embrace abundance, babe! Page, King, and Queen of Pentacles together is like hitting the jackpot. 🎰👑 They’re saying you’ve got the mindset of a true money magnet. 💸✨ Keep learning, stay grounded, and trust in your ability to create wealth in a steady, reliable way. You’ve got this earthy, practical energy that’s perfect for building an empire. 🌍💎

10. The Outcome: 2 of Cups

Awww, 2 of Cups as the outcome? 💖💰 This tells me that not only will you build wealth, but you’re also going to do it in partnership with someone who totally gets you. 🤝 Whether that’s a business partner, friend, or significant other, you’re building this empire together. It’s all about balance, mutual respect, and shared goals. 👯‍♀️✨ And let’s be real, it’s going to be beautiful and successful! 💕🔥

Bottom of the Deck: The Fool

Let’s go, The Fool energy! 🌈💫 This is all about taking a leap of faith and trusting the journey. You’re about to step into something new and exciting—maybe even a little unexpected—but it’s going to lead you straight to abundance. 🌟 So take that leap, embrace the adventure, and trust that the universe has your back. 🎒💨

Okay, that’s all I’ve got for you! 🤩 You’ve got this incredible wealth-building journey ahead, and the cards are so on your side. Let’s make it happen! 💰💖 #WealthGoals #ManifestingMoney #BuildingThatEmpire

[kayleeheartkins]

Are you doing anything to reward yourself for being brave?

I got ma self a new stuffie 🥹🧸 he/she is quite possibly the cutest stuffie I’ve laid eyes on 🫢

I’ve been going through name ideas already 💡

[septembersung]

🎧 - What are the first three songs on the playlist?

👀 - A piece of lore you’ve been waiting for an excuse to share

🎨 - What colors or textures do you associate with the wip?

💡 - What inspired the wip? When/how did you first get the idea? This WIP reminds me somewhat (just somewhat) of a Chinese show I just finished called Meet Yourself. Also hi from the void. ~da&winNZ

I don't have a playlist! I know, anathema.

A piece of lore: Fr. Thaddeus is painting murals in his retreat chapel when Rylla meets him. I haven't decided what they're of yet but it's going to be important, whatever it is. Maybe St. Peter walking on water, or Our Lord asleep in the boat. Maybe something apocalyptic or Old Testament. It'll come to me eventually. Rylla is a painter too. This shared interest initially forms the basis of their friendship. Rylla teaches art classes at the studio she owns on Broadway (the main street downtown) with her best friend/old college roommate, Clarice. But she hasn't been able to paint since Amber died. It was an accidental death - I think I know how but haven’t settled details yet. I’ll know once I’ve got a clearer picture of a climactic scene that’s coming between Rylla and her husband (whose name I keep changing). I know the important things - how she feels about him and that he’s a good man.

Colors or textures: I see the town as bright. Kansas colors - yellow, brown, blue, green. I'm picturing it in the summer. But in the winter, when the story opens, everything is brown and grey and washed out. The cheerful paint in town looks painfully forced.

Inspiration: Already answered

[asheanon]

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?" (From Dirk for Sal?)

From: Starter sentences inspired by The Lion King

She was in the middle of replacing a light bulb. Or at least she was, in theory.

Every motion of the bulb's turn, every instance of the sound of metal grating against metal in relatively insignificant subtlety was brought to a halt. Slowly. Awkwardly. A bewildered expression enveloped her face in tandem.

Just to her side, there he stood, a giant lurking in the shadows. It was that stranger... and, as of now, the culprit of her current confusion. The perplexing perpetrator whose words had dumbfounded her into a complete and utter loss for words. She could only look at him and pray some sort of insight could be gleaned just from doing so - that the synapses of her preternatural brain would finally fire off - her answer delivered. Alas, she was given no intellectual purchase whatsoever.

As soon as her lips parted to inquire on the matter, however, it was in that very instant that an idea emerged from the ether. The cognitive void filled - finally illuminated. A light came on somewhere upstairs, if you will. 💡

She and the lamp were now both aglow once more, chasing away their respective shadows - a few literal ones and some of doubt. She wouldn't quite describe it as "playing," but fair enough! Seemed he had been doing a little bit of research on her kind in his spare time. That is, unless...

“I’ve got it!” … It was not the lamp he was referring to.

Her attention was redirected to the small, elated voice - yet another case of illumination in this series that just transpired. Some ways away, Mina sat upon the floor, legs criss-cross-apple-sauced with a jigsaw puzzle. Thanks to some literal light being shed on the matter yet again, it was on a renewed verge of completion. Notoriously a professional puzzle-r, most of it had been completed by her vs. the wayfarer; Sal’s most valiant form of assistance had been changing the burnt out bulb, perhaps. Regardless, her little triton friend was nothing but smiles, continuing to puzzle away in delight.

All would have been well once more… if not for this stranger suddenly manifesting from the shadows yet another day. Mina had no idea he was even there. Not yet, at least.

After some seconds that felt like the passing of an eternity, Sal’s uncertainty took a turn for scrutiny as her gaze crept back over to him. Eyes narrowing, he received a rather suspicious stare.

. . .

Supernatural as he also proved to be, in addition, she wondered if the question was possibly coming from common ground somewhere... If that was the case...

“... Do you like puzzles?” Why not invite him into this humble abode to find out? If he dared to demonstrate. He was already there; if he was anything like her, there was little shooing him away as it was. Translation: "Did yours?"

[waitingformyfavoritesongs]

12 April 2023 Wednesday 6:41 pmpdt

6:42 pmpdt what’s going on with NPR????? Something about Twitter. I to listened 👂 to npr years ago. It’s how I got some news 📰 . 😫😖😭😤🥵😤🥵

In 2015 I remembered still being h*run a lot and was still in relatively good shape, and looked in the mirror 🪞 b4 showering 🚿 and getting turned on, and m*sturbating for 2 hours at once. Pain tongue 👅 6:48 pmpdt it’s those hills man 👨. If you want results you have to be disciplined you can’t fake it. Right shin bone pain. I wish I did it for more than 1.5 years. I probably would have loooked more like the rock 🪨? 6:49 pmpdt I probably wouldn’t be crying 😭 like I am now. 6:50 pmpdt

7:14 pmpdt brain 🧠 storming ideas 💡 had a few days ago: if someone has been buried for at least 2 months, should quarterly exhume? Definition? Dig up all the cemeteries to recycle ♻️. Cemeteries are probably Bcz of Christianity ✝️ belief of the dead ☠️ rising coming back to life. If the body is decomposed... we should give up on that idea 💡 for that individual that was buried. 7:17 pmpdt if it isn’t already done ✅.

9:17 pmpdt when Arnold was governor of California I think 💭 I remember he wanted zero landfills. That would probably help a lot now. But we might find victims of murder in those landfills if we were to completely go through those. I tweeted 🐥 a Georgia murder case from Perez Hilton and the police 👮‍♂️ suspected the missing toddler would be found there. I think 💭 if you have something old, you should be able to take it to the store 🏬 and get credit for it towards a new item But I don’t know 🤷🏻‍♀️ how to make something like that work. Bcz of the incubus everything and everyone looks weirder and weirder to me. 9:24 pmpdt

9:28 pmpdt Crystal Geyser and sprite? Make their own bottles so it probably would not be difficult to accomplish? But most stuff is made in India 🇮🇳 or China 🇨🇳? I don’t know 🤷🏻‍♀️. 9:30 🕤 pmpdt 9:31 pmpdt I think 💭 no one cares if I die. There were a lot of people who could have spoken up 🆙 for me but didn’t. So the voice is a dead ☠️ case. Ursula the sea 🌊 witch 🧙. Witchy. 9:33 pmpdt 🪝🎣 it’s ironic. Bcz there were signs 🪧 that he was going to let me win. But it looks like he’s going to kill me. Bustles. Don’t matter anymore. 9:34 pmpdt don’t even think 💭 about it. It’s a trap 🪤. I’ve been warned a lot but I wasn’t sure what was truth and not. It’s a trap 🪤 for me. Crying like a cow 🐮 mooooooo. 9:35 pmpdt (min ago digging into chest bones 🦴 again. Every time I say/think something along the lines of self pity they do that. 9:36 pmpdt since 2017. The pain was unbearable since 2017. I woke up everyday feeling like it was a nightmare. I couldn’t do much Bcz of the pain. And now I have difficulty breathing most of the time that I’m awake. Everyday since the end of April 2019. It progressed. 9:39 pmpdt life is very short. I was slow to get stuff done ✅ and time went by fast 💨. There were other stuff in my life that made me believe in the incubus but it was probably only to trick me. So I should forget about it. 9:41 pmpdt Bcz those things probably don’t matter (anus sharp pain 9:42 pmpdt) I would only be kidding (spine pain 9:43 pmpdt) myself if I believed any of it. 9:43 pmpdt

10:08 pmpdt it’s clear to me now that it’s a trap 🪤 for anyone to go after the voice. Simon cowell barely said anything clearly and he got torn down for it. And I’m dying 😵. The king 🤴 of kings made the spinning chairs 🪑 his throne. The incubus. No one can go after the voice. Don’t count on it after I lose my bones 🦴. Don’t count on it after I die. Joe’s probably too scared 😱 too. He already had a hard time too. 10:13 pmpdt

10:22 pmpdt my sister was a social butterfly 🦋. She probably dated a lot more guys than I did and has a lot of friends. 10:24 pmpdt and she pushed me away a lot so she didn’t really know me that well I guess (acid pain left eyeball 👁 10:25 pmpdt).

1:35 am pdt 13 April 2023 Thursday incubus changed words again! Diarrhea 1:36 am pdt from 1996-2000 I had a neighbor next door 🚪 who never let me see inside her apartment. Right hip bone 🦴 pain 😫😖😭☹️🥺😞 she told me she had boxes 📦 of old toys for toy 🧸 faires. 1:38 am pdt but the incubus got my imagination 💭 going. 1:38 am pdt

2 am pdt brain 🧠 storming: I don’t have enough education in this but (autocorrect: bubble by but: bit. Keyboard ⌨️ : butterfly button 2:02 am pdt) I think 🤔 he doesn’t want me to write ✍️ this:hypothesis: fires 🔥 are bad Bcz when elements are heated up 🆙 into gas Phase/states 💨... maybe 🤔 I got this wrong 😑 maybe it doesn’t stay hot enough to escape through the hole 🕳 in the ozone? But if it does. .. autocorrect says: doesn’t. Ok . So we are not losing stuff to outer space 🪐? 2:06 am pdt

3:43 pmpdt I’m so scared 😱 what the incubus is going to do next. Left shoulder pain 3:44 pmpdt more acid attacks in brain 🧠 today and missed my doctor 👩‍⚕️ appointment. It would be nice if my doctor 👩‍⚕️ would automatically call ☎️ me to at least check on me by telephone ☎️ instead of acting 🎭 like I don’t exist. 3:46 pmpdt It’s getting more difficult 😞 for me to get to the appointments with my situation. 3:47 pmpdt tired 😓 a lot.

big white truck 🛻 left with human bucket 🪣 with big arm was only here for a minute I think 💭. 11:14 pmpdt

11:36 pmpdt that’s probably a sign 🪧 I’m going to kick 🦵 the bucket 🪣 soon 🔜 . Have fun with Scott and Nick Carter! Incubus let’s them do what they want all their lives. Must be fun 🤩 to be them. Everyone who is not me, I bet they feel great 👍! No one appreciates the sacrificial lamb 🐑/cow 🐄 11:39 pmpdt

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

✅ thank god my idea 💡 has gotten people’s attention,, and I said it and baby girls were like ‘we already proposed it and they said no’ and I was like yall sure? Ofc I was told yesterday the idea they had in mind was sort of weak - it’s not but I had to be present - and I’ve seen many cool stuff and I can code so ofc I got pissed. Turns out my ideas were all great lmfao and I explained 5 on September 22 👀

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[justmypartner]

Talking about your fic, when did the idea to write it come to you? Was it a specific event or just 💡? 😊

I think I’ve answered this before but I can’t find the ask so I’m sorry if I’m repeating basically everything I’ve already said🥴 It came to me in the process of writing Still Breathing. I originally planned it that when Hailey finds Jay’s list in Chapter 19 she was also supposed to find a “goodbye letter” that pretty much included everything that ended up being in his vows. When I started writing the letter I got too excited about the idea of a whole story surrounding letters, so I scrapped it in SB and put the idea down in my wip folder as “letter fic”. That very quickly snowballed into the plot for IGWY and I’m so glad for it because I’ve had so much fun with this story and creating the letters for it!!

[nekochan4eva]

Hi 👋🏻

I’m currently working on an Undertale project in which every AU I listed in the hashtags coincides with the original undertale. Basically they’d live in the same world but different parts of it.

I really want to stay true to the original AU created as I believe it is the best way to honor the characters and the people who originally conceived the idea of them.

There is a lot I don’t know despite extensive research so I’d really appreciate anyone who knows original content (or even the original creators!!!😍) to contact me. Again I want to stay as faithful as possible.

I’d also appreciate anyone who knows Korean & Russian so I can faithfully portray the characters in the creators’ primary cultures.

Currently I’m working on the characters names. It’s a lot of work bc I’m trying to emulate Toby Fox’s love of anagrams, puns, & the deep meanings behind them. Hence why I need as much info as I can about each character.

I’ve already got a good portion done but again I really help as far as information. This is my first time actually committing to publishing a content creation so I’d be extremely grateful.

I was originally planning to finish everything about the project before posting on ArchiveofOurOwn, but if fellow Underfans are interested I will definitely post info here and do chapter on Archive.

For those who know me on Archive, it’s Neko who continuously comments on your stunning works which have greatly inspired me to finally do this. I will be definitely be “stealing” a lot of ideas from you but every single one will be credited 💡 .

Thank you so much for reading all this and have a great day! 🙏🏻 😊

[quiet-psychic]

@justashadetalkative​ asked:  💡 (For any combo, if you have ideas beyond the vague ones we’ve already discussed!)

Right! Let’s see what I’ve got!

Well, I’m always of the mind that Lys could use more friends to  be themselves around. And I joked about Diamond and Lys being reincarnation buddies.

I think Lys meeting Linast could be interesting. Them getting to meet Phosa’s sibling could lead somewhere interesting. Because there are a fair amount of parallels between those two and Lys’s own siblings. They’d be so careful around him, they’re painfully aware of how they could hurt Linast with their powers.

Lys can transplant pretty easily into other settings, so, there are so aus we could play around with. Some historical aus, with ‘past versions’ of Lys could be interesting to play with.

[bittertomato]

I’m lazy to find emojis lmao but the first 2 and the last 4 lmao

That’s fair Cam XD

😍 What is your favourite fic trope?

Person A wakes up in a hospital bed with Person B beside them, and Person B is angry with whatever Person A did to get them hospitalized but then they’re really just super concerned that Person A almost died.

👿 What trope do you hate / avoid at all costs?

Over crying. I don’t actually know if that’s a trope I see it often enough that it might as well be but if characters (especially those who usually don’t cry and the one time they do are rather silent about it) start bawling without a proper build up besides “being super worried for their significant other” then I immediately close the fic and will most likely end up ranting about it in some way or another.

Also futa stuff, though I guess that’s not really a trope but a genre. Regardless, no. I’d say smut in general but mostly because it’s usually just super kinky and… I’ll be honest I lean more toward the asexual side so I’m just biased lmao.

📚 What’s the longest fic you’ve read in one sitting?

I don’t actually know the word count, but there is a Sailor Moon fic - the name and author escapes me - that wasn’t even on FFN or AO3 but their own website, and was so long that I started reading at approximately 10 pm and didn’t finish until 8 am in the morning. And I have to say I skimmed a lot of it, and yet it still took me 10 hours to go through. Man I really want to find it again but the website that I used to link to it is dead lmao.

🌍 What is your dream AU?

A proper medieval+fantasy AU with a good setting, proper worldbuilding, and rich lore. I’ve wanted to plan it for both LWA and RS, but alas I ain’t got time to actually write it.

I’ve been told the stuff I have come up with is like pseudo DnD. I don’t play it, and I don’t even want to think about stats and whatnot. I want to work with math, but not in fic planning lmao.

✋ What reader or write do you think most deserves a high five?

@henloimmika is a reader who definitely deserves a high five plus other forms of recognition. She’s a great reviewer (yes, not just a reader but a reviewer) who is super supportive and considerate of the writer. She also dabbles in betaing, so if she’s capable of giving proper constructive criticism if asked for. Extra bonus is she doesn’t impose that upon writers. @reynicloud can attest to this XD

Idk what one writer to name that deserves a high five. We all do. It’s hard making fics LOL If I need to pick one, then @platinumsupa. Life’s hard for you dude but you’ve given the fandom so much already. So high five to you and you keep holding on.

Honorable mentions are @cwjhunt (good luck on your Hamanda behemoth fic) @sailorportia (the wide variety of LWA you’ve blessed us with, and great writing style) @all-the-cliches-lwa (RIP your writing days) @reynicloud (you know why)

💡 Tell me a headcanon (and who you wish would write it)?

I should just be known as that one weirdo who tries to throw Fate elements into all my fic ideas lol

Can I get a fic where Diana’s Fineltina la Serana spell from Chamber of Time originates from some UBW or Gate of Babylon crap? Idk I just want Diana to make unlimited swords HAHAHAHAHA

It’s a stupid idea so I won’t list anyone who should write it lol.

🎵 What do you listen to while you read?

A bunch of things depending on my mood. For reading in particular, I try to pick long OST videos on Youtube where the music is mostly instrumentals. For some reason I can think with lyrical music for writing, but I can’t concentrate for reading.

Anyway, there are times where I choose this video because it’s familiar:

[luv-bbug]

here’s a write down, for whatever reason <3

after Xiao Xingchen prepared the food they sat down, alongside with A-Qing.

XXC = black, SL = blue

— didn’t i tell you that i already made food? “

— yeah, sorry about that. just felt like surprising you guys today.

— it’s okay! i was just kidding. i also have a surprise!

— oh? what is it? what happened?

— i got hired! i have a job now, they accepted my application and left good remarks in the interview!

— really?!?! that’s amazing, xingchen!! i’m glad to hear that!! you deserve it.

— aw, thank you. i’m so so so so glad too! you know how much i’ve dreamt to work at this company.

— mhm, i do. it’s near mine too, i could always pick you up and drop you off whenever you need to.

— thank you, zichen. i knew i could always count on you!

pause . . .

— if our job’s time clash together…

who will take care of a-qing?

— oh, oh! oh right! oh my god, i was so excited i forgot about that. how could i… uhm…

— zichen!! what do we do??

💡💡💡

— wait, a babysitter!

— you’re sure that’s a great idea, what if the babysitter turns out to be a homicidal maniac?

— ah! you’re going in too far with that! we’re only taking the person our friends refer to us obviously!

— okay, i trust you on this one; like i always do.

— great! i feel like posting it on twitter, so it’ll be more fast and easy!

— that seems worrying, but mostly you are never wrong.

— it’s fine, zichen! i won’t let anything happen to our a-qing!