#I’ve had this idea in my head for MONTHS I’m so glad I finally got it done

[incredipuppy]

Girlfriends who steal together stay together

[fattystoriez]

Preston’s 18th Birthday

Content Warning: Incest, Homophobic Slurs, Weight Gain

Preston was a normal teenage boy, except for the fact that he was adopted by a gay couple when he was born. His mother didn’t want him and he learned that some time after he was born, she died. He knew nothing about his biological father, but he never stopped looking, his dads didn’t even know who his father was. His dads were great, but Preston never stopped wondering what life would be like had he been raised by his biological father.

A couple months ago, Preston’s biological father reached out through Facebook. His profile had no pictures and seemed to be new, but he had the DNA test from when he was born to prove his relation. His name is Travis, he’s in his mid 40’s and he is a construction worker. Despite not knowing what his dad looks like, Preston started to talk with his dad more and more. His two dads suggested that he meet his father for his 18th birthday before the party, Preston thought this was a great idea and so did his dad. So they had made plans to meet, he would chat and have lunch and come back to his house for his party.

Preston’s Birthday

Preston woke up to a massive aching boner, one that was begging to be released. “Oh GOD!” He moaned loudly as he grabbed the hard on, his underwear soaked in precum. “Fuck I don’t have time to take care of this” Preston thought, “I’ll just take a shower and maybe it’ll chill out.”Preston’s cock calmed down after he took cold shower, but he could help but notice that he was still very horny. He threw on a t-shirt, a pair of briefs and some gym shorts. Preston checked his phone, it was 11:30am already, he needed to hurry or he’d be late for lunch with his dad. He went downstairs saying bye to his dads, got into his car and headed towards Travis’s place, his cock slowly leaking precum the whole way there.

Preston noticed as he was getting closer that his dad lived in a trailer park, which was fitting given he is a construction worker. He didn’t realize how nice he had it with his dads, living in a suburban home with a nice new car and electronics. Travis would barely be able to afford rent let alone all of Preston’s nice commodities. Preston knocked on the door, he heard heavy footsteps walk towards the door and it swung open to reveal Travis.

Travis was HUGE! His tight orange shirt couldn’t even cover his massive belly, and his underwear… or are they shorts??? They looked tight on his waist. His face was covered by a bushy beard, hair that the top of his head lacked. He still has some hair around the sides of his head, which only added to his grotesque appearance. “Preston!” The massive bear of a man said with a thick southern accent, he squeezed Preston in a tight hug, the contact making his cock leak some pre cum. “I’m so glad you’re finally here, I’ve been waiting to watch- I mean… see you all day!”

Travis showed Preston into the trailer, it was dingy and grimy, Travis clearly doesn’t know how to pick up after himself. Preston could tell he also didn’t smell the best, having a very distinct and vile musk that emanated from him “I’ve been excited too…” Preston noticed the massive amount of food that was over in the kitchen area. “Is that… for lunch today?” Preston was confused, there was no way two people could eat that much, even if Travis was a massive hog.

“Of course it for lunch big guy! You’re 18!” Travis said that as if Preston should know what that means, it was then that Preston felt his stomach gurgle in hunger. “But let’s start with your birthday cake, I made it special myself.” Travis walked Preston to the dining table and pulled out the most delicious cake Preston has ever seen.

“Oh you really didn’t have to do this much, there’s no way I’m eating all of this.” Preston said as he sat down, Travis cutting him a slice of cake. “Oh it chocolate, that’s actually my favorite.” Preston took a bite of the cake and it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life, it even made his cock stand back up. “Oh god… this is good!”

“I thought you might like it, made it with my own secret recipe.” Travis went behind Preston, massaging his shoulders as his son starts to pig out on the rest of the cake. “It’s a tradition for men in our family to eat like this on their 18th birthday, son.” Preston couldn’t stop himself from eating more of the cake, he couldn’t process what was going on. “When men in our family hit adulthood, we grow quickly into slobbish pigs.”

Preston was having a hard time processing the information, he couldn’t stop eating the cake long enough to worry about what was happening to him. “Oh god… daddy what’s happening to me?” Preston’s voice started to have a light souther accent that could barely be heard through the chewing.

Preston’s body started to plump up quickly, his abs from his years in track were fading away. “You can’t stop the change, son.” Travis started to feed Preston once the cake was gone, “Your faggot daddies couldn’t have prepared you for this son, they wouldn’t know what to do with a pig like you.” Preston’s head was spinning, his body getting fatter and fatter as his body gives in to his DNA.

Preston’s once smooth chest has pumped into two soft moobs that jiggled with every bite, his jawline started to fade as the fat started to accumulate. Preston was in a blissfully perverted shock as his whole life was being ruined by this pig of a man, his cock rock hard was leaking like a faucet, soaking his underwear. “Daddy… I’m getting so fat…” Preston moaned in between foods, “w-why do I sound like this daddy… w-“

“Shhhhhh” Travis shushed Preston as he shoved a greasy slice of pizza into his mouth. “You’re becoming just like your daddy, and your daddies daddy, as so on. You come from a long line of perverted hogs.” Travis gripped Preston’s cock with his other hand, “my daddy helped me out exactly like this, fattened me up real good.” Travis pumped Preston’s leaking cock as he told him how much of a pig he was going to become. “You’re gonna love it boy, you’ll be able to turn other men into fat hogs just like us. It one of our many talents, one that I can’t wait for you to use.” Preston was in a fattening bliss, listening to the hypnotic words coming out of his daddies mouth as he played with his own fattening body.

“Oh daddy… daddy I’m gonna-“ Preston released, soaking his underwear and his dad’s hand, this act of finishing sealed Preston’s already inevitable fate. “Oh god daddy, look what you’ve done to me…”

Preston’s belly was as big as his daddies, he couldn’t stop jiggling the soft flesh that had taken over his body. “I didn’t do nothin’ boy, this was your natural calling.” Travis took a doughnut, wiped Preston’s cum into it and fed it to his son.

After Preston was done chewing his specially glazed doughnut he wondered who he could make into a fat piggy himself, the he thought of his faggoty dads. “Let’s go visit my dads, daddy!”

“Of course boy, those faggots are gonna piss their pants when they see how big you’ve grown.” Travis helped Preston up and walked his half-naked fat ass to Travis’s pickup truck, the two whales could barely fit in it together. “We’ve got a party to get to, boy.”

Part 2?

[gothcsz]

𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — made by yours truly 🖤

hiiii 🖤 alright you guys, i’m just gonna go ahead and say that i haven’t been in this fandom for long… like at all (five months give or take… she’s just a baby!) so i don’t have many works yet, but @jolapeno was kind enough to tag me in this amazing idea of hers, so i had to jump on it! it’s hard for me to compliment myself, and the imposter syndrome do be kicking my ass when i see/read all the beautiful fics that get written and posted (for free, mind you) on the daily—but i will say i haven’t had this much fun in fandom in so long, so for that, i thank all of you for making my experience so nice 🖤 on top of participating in this self lovin’ tootathon, i have also just hit a follower milestone that genuinely brings tears to my eyes! who would have thought that me thirsting over my favorite fictional man would bring so many readers, friends, and overall cool people my way? not me, that’s for sure! i’ve definitely grown as a writer in the small time that i’ve been here and have completely fallen in love with this hobby again, all thanks to the support from each and every single one of you. i appreciate you guys more than you know 🖤 (oh brother, she’s crying again. she being me) anywho, enough yapping, here’s a few of my faves from this year (these past 5 months) and why i love ‘em so much

𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒔 (they're not finished i knowww sorryyyyy but my god do i love them all) :

thoroughfare — i say this all the time but fuck, dude, this fic is the reason i even decided to start posting my writing in this fandom. it's based off this story i wrote almost two years ago and everything about it is so near and dear to my heart. the horror/thriller aspect of it, my side characters, the world building, javier and paloma's relationship, javier's entire characterization... *sighs lovingly* my beloved readers, you guys are literally so strong and have an extra special place in my heart for enjoying this story because i know it's kinda niche and not for everyone so, thank you for supporting your girl 🥹

fantasize — point me in the direction of a bigger ariana grande stan than me... right, right.... you can't! literally saw the music video for the boy is mine and immediately had to javier peña–fy it, lmfao! it was fun switching the roles and having the reader do the stalking and lying. these two freaks make my clit throb and i love their dynamic so. fucking. much. so hot! IS SOMEBODY GONNA MATCH MY FREAK? IS SOMEBODY GONNA MATCH MY NASTY? so glad gatita finally got that ring 💍

unscripted desire — 😏 this fic put me on the map, lowkey, so for that i am forever grateful! what started off as a silly little prompt has now turned into a full blown fic that, to me personally, gives off major rom com vibes, aha. i think reader here is my absolute fave because she's so stubborn and just a badass! sometimes i feel like javi is a little too ooc but then i read everyone's comments and i'm like okay nvm i'm just in my head 🖤

neighbors series — this one right here is amazing because of how collaborative it is between myself and my anons/readers like every time i get a prompt/idea for it in my inbox, i literally lose my mind because it's so good. the yearning, the angst, the drama... bro, i compare it in my head to euphoria s2 and how everyone was watching the new episodes every sunday, live tweeting/blogging what was happening and having discourse around it. that's how i feel every time i post for our neighbors, i literally love interacting with all of you! this is our novela fr

𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔 / 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 :

𝐈𝐈𝐈. i wake up in the middle of the night thinking about fucking/dating modern day marcus acacius and lucius verus. that is all. I LOVE THIS FIC SO BAD POSSIBLY MY BEST WRITING TO DATE. okay, sorry for the caps, i just had to say that lol

husband!javier peña seducing you at the bar pretending to be a stranger 🙂‍↕️

purgatory aka my threesome fantasy. i love women, halloween, and javier peña so this is just super indulgent for myself, hehe

worst behavior. something about javier peña being a secret service agent just really did it for me, i fear. plus, it was my first time participating in a writing challenge on here so consider that cherry popped!

javier peña has a panty kink. that is all.

once upon a time kat wrote for joel miller and there are times were i reread this and think 'wow, the things i'd do to have joel fuck me at a national park'

𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 / 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔 :

being a secretary for javier peña and teasing the fuck out of him 🖤

a little webweaving-esque edit for neighbor!javi that i stare at all the time tbh

oh to be a black girl dating javier peña! there's a lot to be said about representation in fandom spaces in general, so to that i had to make something for my fellow black girls who might not feel very seen around here! i do plan on making more, and i love how romantic this moodboard came out

general moodboard for my fic thoroughfare that i think encapsulates the vibes pretty well, hehe

chapter eight moodboard for thoroughfare. i'm so in love with them

chapter nine moodboard for thoroughfare. the angst! the visuals are exactly what was in my head while writing it

western nights edit for thoroughfare. this song within the context of the fic is just chef's kiss! i love the photos i used here

𝒇𝒐��𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 :

mis primas (gn), that's what you all are to me! i really wish i could tag each follower i have, each anon that's sent me fucking gold in my inbox, but alas i can't; so here are some of the people that make my heart go boom boom boom every time i see them in my notes or just people that i admire from afar 🖤 also consider this a tag to do this if you're a writer!

@almostempty , @auteurdelabre , @persephone-girl , @correapunk , @littlefruitbowl , @dontlookatme121 , @thundermartini , @joelmillerisapunk , @almostfoxglove , @la-vie-est-une-fleur29 , @prose-before-hoes , @letsmeetintheafterglow , @yxtkiwiyxt , @ovaryacted , @bambisweethearts , @thereaperisabitch , @probablyreadinsmut , @itwasntimethatdidit40 , @pedgito , @joelsrose , @sanarsi , @maiamore , @penascigarette , @theetherealbloom , @swankyorange , @cowboy-like-m3 , @hoelaris , @king-simp , @wildemaven , @professionalpromqueen , @amanitacowboy , @sassyhonks , @syd-djarin , @angiewatson , @stargirlfics , @asobeeee , @kirsteng42 , @joelssluttyknee , @hotgirlbedtimescenarios , @javierpena-inatacvest , @mrs-hardy-hunnam-butler-pascal , @jay-zzle , @miss-oranje-disco-dancer , @bbyanarchist , @greenwitchfromthewoods , @myownwholewildworld

if i forgot to tag you, i am so sorry okay! but just know: i see your comments ladies (gn), and they make me smile. i'm lurking and i'm stalking when you least expect it. but lately I've just been takin care of my business and gettin my grind up, but i promise you, i'll be back to play and get my flirt on 💋

[mattsmommy69]

My sweet girl

Summary: Y/n was a virgin and had not been in a rush to lose her virginity that is until she met Matt sturniolo. They have been dating for about 2 months and y/n is getting very sexually frustrated and Matt has to figure out why she’s been acting so weird.

Warnings: fluff, smut, riding, make out, fingering, p in v, virgin!reader, dom!matt, praise kink

It was a boring Saturday to say the least. Nick and Chris were out doing god knows what while you and Matt sat at home rotting away. You hate to say it but you had grown frustrated with Matt throughout the day. You and Matt have been dating for about two months now and still hadn’t had sex, you were a virgin and Matt knew that but that didn’t mean you didn’t want to never lose your virginity, you just hadn’t trusted anyone enough yet. But you trusted Matt and he trusted you, so why had it not happened yet? You kept trying to drop hints by wearing more revealing clothes and having spicier make out sessions but they all seemed to fly over Matt’s head. You had began to believe that he didn’t want you for some reason and it was really starting to get to you.

“Hey babe what you up to?” Matt says looking at his phone walking into his room getting closer to the bed you lay on. Matt looks up from his phone when he finally makes it to the bed to see your face in the pillow and he can hear faint sniffing. “Baby are you crying? What’s going on my love?” Matt says as he puts a gentle hand on your back and rubs it soothingly. “Baby talk to me.” He says as your face is still buried in the pillow ignoring him. You finally turn to face him, face flushed and tears rolling down your cheeks. “Do you not want me?” As I ask the question my voice cracks and more tears fall down my face. “What do you mean do I not want you?” He says still rubbing your back looking at you with concern and confusion. “We’ve been together two months and you still haven’t tried to have sex with me Matt. Is there something wrong with me, is that why you don’t want to have sex with me?” I say while pushing my face back into the pillow due to being embarrassed and a mess. I try and catch my breath for a second and calm my self down, once I do this Matt finally speaks. “My sweet girl, I have never wanted anyone more in my life. I’m sorry I made you feel this way my love, I truly had no idea you were this upset and I thought I was respecting your boundaries by not pushing you to do anything.” As he talks I sit up and look at him with tears still rolling down my face. “You mean it? It was just a miscommunication?” I ask with an almost pleading look on my face. “Yes baby I mean it, I’m so sorry I got you so upset.” He says this as he wipes my tears and now a smile is plastered across my face instead of a frown.

“Glad I got you smiling again sweet girl, I never meant to hurt you.” As he’s saying this I move from my position sitting beside him to now sitting on top of his lap and grabbing his face and pushing his cheeks together “it’s okay baby.” After I say that I lean in and kiss Matt, first sweetly put as it continues it grows more passionate and hungry. I begin to rock my hips on Matt’s thigh and he notices my hint. “Are you sure baby?” He asks looking at me to see if I’m showing any hesitation. “Yes Matt I’m sure, I’ve wanted this for so long, please Matt.” I say practically begging after being so sexually frustrated. “I know angel I’ve wanted this too, just want to make sure you have a good first time okay love?” He asks me as he starts to kiss down my neck. I turn my head to give him better access. “Yes Matt please.” I’m still rocking my hips back and forth on his thigh trying to relieve some pressure from between my legs. As Matt kisses down my neck his hands that were on my waist helping me rock on his thigh move down towards the bottom of my shirt.

“Can I take this off sweet girl?” He asks as he’s pulling at the bottom of my shirt. “Yes Matt, please hurry up.” I say without a second thought. Matt pulls my shirt over my head only to realize I’m not wearing a bra. “Your so beautiful angel.” He says as he starts to plant wet kisses all over my breast making my breath hitch as I continue rocking back and forth in his thigh. “Stand up and take your bottoms off for me okay pretty girl?” He kisses my nose as I nod my head at his request and climb off of him. I slide my shorts and underwear off in one swipe, making myself be completely bare in front of Matt. “Your so beautiful angel.” Matt’s eyes roam my body as I stand there awkwardly. “Lay down for my baby, let me take care of you.” Matt says patting the bed. I climb back on the bed laying down on my back, Matt quickly gets on top of me and starts to kiss me again. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen y/n.” He says as he kisses down my neck again but this time not stopping and kissing down my whole body until he reaches my heat. I was throbbing at this point needing to be touched so badly. Matt takes two fingers and slides them up my heat, “So wet for me, huh sweet girl?” Matt asks as he plunges the same two fingers inside my hole, my breathe hitches at the unfamiliar yet amazing feeling. “Talk to me baby, you feeling good?” Matt asks with a smile of his face as he plunges his fingers in and out of me at an antagonizing pace, knowing the pleasure I’m feeling is making it hard for me to speak. “Yes Matt fuck just like that!” I say a little to loudly. “Good girl, you close angel?” My moans grow loader and loader as his fingers never stop the cruel pace inside my cunt. “Yes Matt so close, please don’t stop!” At this his fingers speed up and at this point I’m in the stars. “Matt! Im cumming, matt!” I yell as I feel my orgasm crash over me like a tidal wave. Once I come down from my high matt pulls his fingers out slowly and I wince from the pain. “You did so good for me sweet girl.” He says as he brings his face directly in front of mine, kisses me softly and smiles.

“Matt, I need you.” I say out of breath and desperate to feel Matt inside of me. At this Matt kisses me passionately, our tongues fighting for dominance and his easily winning. He slips his shirt off and begins to take his pants off. “Your sure you want this baby?” He asks pausing from taking his pants off and looking at you. “Yes! Please matt!” I grow frustrated again almost begging. “Didn’t know you wanted my cock so bad angel.” He says as he strokes his member a few times before starting to push the tip in. “Fuck baby you’re so tight.” He says in a deep voice as he slowly pushes deeper into you. “You okay baby?” He pauses as he asks. “A little uncomfortable but keep going.” I say as he stretches my walls and I feel a slight burning sensation. “Tell me if I need to stop and I will.” He says as he pushes deeper into me. “Fuck Matt you’re so big.” I say as he keeps pushing deeper into me. “I know baby you almost took all of it your doing so good for me.” Matt finally bottoms out and you both let out moans at the feeling. “Can I move sweet girl?” Matt asks wanting to give you plenty of time to adjust. “Yes, please.” At that Matt pulls almost all the way out of you and slams back into you over and over again at a slow, deep pace. “Fuck you feel so good baby.” Matt moans in your ear as he picks up the pace a little. “Faster Matt, please.” You beg feeling your second orgasm approaching. Matt goes faster as you requested and starts to rub your clit. “Matt, I’m close!” I warn, my moans becoming louder. “Shh, I know baby cum all over my cock princess.” At his words he picks up the pace and continues rubbing your clit. “Matt!” Is all you get out before your second orgasm washes over you, you squeezing Matt makes him cum right after you and he fills you up making you feel warm. “This might hurt baby.” He warns before pulling out of you slowly, you whine at the pain and he squeezes your hand for support. He finally pulls out and lays down beside you.

Matt’s a sweaty out of breath mess but somehow he’s the most beautiful you’ve ever seen him. “Thank you Matt.” Is all you say as you both lay there cuddled up into each other. “Of course my sweet girl.”

[4drianaaaa]

u meet hamzah outside at the back of the bar, u head out to get some air meanwhile he’s out there smoking, he offers u a cig and y’all have a heart to heart talk! at the end of the night you guys end up exchanging numbers, js an idea😇

I’ve been in Mexico for 4 days now and I haven’t been able to write I’m so sorry yall but I pinky swear I’m working on my fic 🥲 (also this is not spell checked I had to rush this small little blurb 💔)

SLOW BURN || Hamzahthefantastic

You looked at the disappointing message your friend had sent you as you were already seated down at the bar waiting for them to come. you couldn't help but storm out the nearest exit as you were bought to a very dark alley as you heard the spark of a lighter.

you saw light reflect onto a six-foot tall guy's face as you noticed his curly hair under his hat as a wind of smoke came out his mouth. you sighed as you took the last sip of your drink as you heard footsteps

"hey, you okay?" the same guy questioned as you crossed your arms, a little hesitant to speak to this really cute stranger.

"yeah I was just waiting for someone but they never showed up" you awkwardly laughed as he offered a cigarette "want one?" he questioned, you were fighting the fact that you were gonna get kidnapped right now but you couldn't say no. "Thanks" you placed the cig in between your lips as he lit it up for you "what are you doing here?" you asked as he smiled "I got tired third wheeling" he said as he blew smoke into the air "third wheeling huh? you don't have a girlfriend or maybe some girl you could have talked to right now in there?" you crossed your arms as he caught a glimpse of your features, "no one stood out to me" his eyes interlocked with yours. you noticed how satisfying his smile was to you, the way it was so contagious

"do you have a boyfriend?" he questioned as you decided to tease him a little

"maybe? why?" you smirked as he flicked the cig in between his fingers "what a jerk, he couldn't even come to accompany you?" he said as you laughed "I was joking" he rolled his eyes "whatever" his tongue poked the inside of his cheek "well I used to but It makes me sick talking about him" you blew the cigar out as you felt your anger getting a hold of you "now I'm curious" he said as he leaned closer to you "well he used to treat me really bad and he would always be so self-centered. I don't think he really ever loved me" you said lowly as you sat down at the nearby bench "how long ago was this?" he turned his head "like a couple months ago, but he moved. I don't know where but hopefully far away" you remembered all the ways he had hurt you as you felt your eyes pool up "I don't really know what told me to give him chances after chances but I'm glad I'm finally away from him" you sighed as a tear slid down your cheek as you felt his hand reach for your thigh as your hand rested on top of his “sorry to hear that, what an asshole really. Your to pretty to be treated like that.” he hissed as you wiped your eyes as you noticed his small comment about your appearance as you smiled. you looked over at his sincere smile and his lips, you noticed how he really had some sympathy to him.

“I never asked in the beginning but what’s your name?” He questioned “y/n.” “Hamzah” he handed you his phone “it’s okay if you don’t want to but you seem fun and honestly really pretty” he said as your face got warm again “Pretty huh?” you laughed as you gave him your contact “yes…don’t make me repeat my self y/n” he put his phone back in his pocket “I’m flattered” your sly smile made his knees weak. you both finally headed back into the bar to talk more.

[lewmagoo]

I love the idea of the blurbs, Leah! What do you think about Rhett + "You’re the best decision I’ve ever made" (fluff)? ❤️

rhett never really paid attention to the calendar that was on the fridge in the kitchen. it had been a fixture there since you’d moved in together, and over time, his brain sort of tuned it out, and he never stopped to observe the notes and reminders you wrote upon it. but for whatever reason, on this morning in particular, he paused to look at the calendar when he went to grab his lunch box out of the fridge.

today’s date was significant. when he saw the number circled in blue ink, he knew. you’d marked the one year anniversary of the day you left wabang together. a pivotal moment in rhett’s life. the day he finally gained the courage to spread his wings and find himself outside of his family. in just one year, so much had changed. he worked at a horse rehabilitation center, and he enjoyed going to work every day. he lived in a safe, comfortable environment that he looked forward to coming home to every evening. and most importantly, he had you.

you were everything. his biggest cheerleader. his anchor. his soulmate. you were patient and understanding as he navigated those first few months of life away from his family. it was difficult for him, because he struggled to rid himself of the guilt he felt for leaving. he knew it was the right decision, the necessary decision, but it broke him to say goodbye to his young niece, amy. her tearful eyes as he kissed her on the head never left his mind. yes, he could visit her and the rest of the family any time he wanted, but it was still hard to leave.

but he had made it through those first few months, and after that, the healing process began. you held his hand through it all. supporting him in everything that he did. encouraging him to take a leap of faith and apply at that rehabilitation center. buying him a congratulatory cake when he got the job. telling him you were so proud of him. he wasn’t sure how he got so lucky to be blessed by someone like you, but he was deeply grateful.

“mornin’, handsome,” your voice carried across the kitchen, pulling him from his reverie. his chest warmed at the sight of you, sleepy-eyed, still in your pajamas. you were smiling at him. and you were so beautiful. suddenly, he was overcome, and his eyes grew misty as a wave of tears came forth. concern creased upon your brow as you noticed this. “hey, what’s wrong?” you asked as you approached him, already reaching out to tilt his face toward you.

he shook his head, bottom lip quivering. “i…uh, i just noticed it’s been a year since we left wabang,” he managed to speak. “and i was just thinkin’…” god, he could hardly get the words out. he reached for you, hands resting gently upon your hips. “i’m so glad we did. it was the best decision i ever made. you’re the best decision i’ve ever made.” because without you, he wouldn’t have made it.

your own eyes grew soft with emotion, and you leaned in to kiss him sweetly. “oh, rhett. i’m glad we left, too. i’ve never seen you so happy. it does my heart good.” you hummed as he bent his head so that he could rest his forehead against yours.

“i’m a better man, because of you,” he confessed.

“we bring out the best in each other,” you echoed. another kissed pressed to his lips. “i love you, cowboy.”

with a smile, he nuzzled his nose against yours. “love y’ more.”

[earthtoharlow]

Don’t Like The Lights

Sequel to Flashing Lights series, must read Flashing Lights first to understand

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6. Everything

No one can make the day feel like a couple hours the way you do I know forever wouldn't give me enough time to spend with you.

Jack sighed as walked down the long hallway towards the hotel suite. The day began with him getting ready for the Givenchy show and immediately after the show he had to start rehearsing for his surprise performance at the Global Citizens concert that was scheduled for tomorrow. After he left rehearsals he went out to dinner with Taylor Rocks. He was exhausted, and ready to collapse into bed.

He finally reached the door, sliding the key card through the lock and stepped inside. Maryse was already in bed, tucked underneath the covers. She looked up and smiled as he entered the room, a sight that immediately lifted the weight off his shoulders.

“Long day, huh?” She said softly

Jack sighed, kicking off his shoes. “You have no idea, I feel like I’ve been on my feet for 24 hours straight.”

Maryse laughed, “That can’t be true. I’m sure you sat down at the fashion show.”

He grinned and pinched her side, making her squirm and giggle. “Okay, maybe I did sit down for a bit.”

After going to the bathroom to take a quick shower and change into his pajamas, Jack climbed into bed beside her, the mattress sinking comfortably under his weight. Maryse snuggled closer, resting her head on his chest. The familiar warmth of her body against his was the comfort he needed after a taxing day.

“I missed you today. We didn’t get to do any exploring,” she murmured.

“Yeah.” He agreed, wrapping his arm around her and kissing the top of her head. “I was looking forward to seeing the city with you.”

Maryse closed her eyes as Jack absentmindedly traced patterns on her arm, his mind wandering over the events of the day. Despite the fatigue, he was content in this quiet moment with her.

“How was dinner with Taylor and THE Halle Berry?” She asked, breaking the silence.

Jack smiled as he thought about how nice the evening was after a long busy day. “It was good. Taylor is always great company. And Halle Berry was so nice. You would’ve loved it.”

“I wish I could’ve gone,” she said wistfully. “But I’m glad you had a good time.”

“I missed you, though,” he admitted. “Next time, you’re definitely coming.”

They spent the next hour talking about their day before drifting off to sleep as they both had another busy day ahead of them.

The next morning Maryse wakes up to the smell of breakfast food filling the air. She reached out instinctively, expecting to find Jack beside her, but the space next to her was empty. Sitting up, she noticed a folded note on his pillow.

She picked up the note and unfolded it.

“Good morning, beautiful.

I wanted to do something special today because it’s the anniversary of our first kiss and the day we got together. (And no, those three months apart don’t count!) Enjoy your breakfast, and I’ll be back soon.

Love, Jack.”

Maryse could feel tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. Without a second thought, she grabbed her phone and dialed his number.

Jack picked up after a few rings, his voice warm as he spoke into the phone. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

She smiled through her tears. “Good morning. I just read your note. You’re so sweet, you know that? And I didn’t forget about our anniversary.”

He chuckled softly. “It’s okay if you did. I know how busy we both are.”

“No, seriously,” she insisted. “I have a gift for you.”

“Oh really? Now I’m intrigued,” he replied, a hint of playful curiosity in his voice. “Did you like the breakfast?”

“I haven’t had it yet. I wanted to call you first. Thank you for this. It means a lot to me.”

“Anything for you,” he replied softly. “I know I won’t see you until the concert later but I just wanted to give you a little surprise to start your day.”

“You definitely did. I love you.”

“I love you too. Now go enjoy your breakfast, and I’ll see you later.”

JACKHARLOW

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Since Jack was a surprise performance he couldn’t watch Maryse perform from the crowd so he stood hidden backstage to watch her.

Standing there, he couldn’t help but reflect on how crazy the last year had been. The arguments and the moments of doubt, the breakup and the reconciliation. They had faced so many high and lows, professionally and personally, it felt like a lifetime had passed in just twelve months.

No one made him happier than Maryse Monet and as he watched her work the crowd he felt a surge of pride. Maryse had come so far, and he was grateful to be part of her journey. He then suddenly became very aware of the small box in his pocket, the longer it stayed in his pocket the heavier it felt.

Soon her set was over and the crowd erupted into applause. Maryse took a moment to catch her breath, her eyes scanning the backstage area where she knew he would be. She blew him a kiss, and Jack caught the kiss and placed it in the exact pocket with the small box.

As she exited the stage, he met her with open arms, pulling her into a tight embrace. “You were incredible,” he whispered into her ear.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “Thank you. I saw you watching me.”

“Always,” he replied, kissing her forehead. “I was just thinking about how crazy this last year has been. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

“Me neither,” she said softly, resting her head against his chest. “We’ve been through a lot, but we’re here, and that’s all that matters.”

They shared a kiss before deciding that after Jack’s performance they would return back to their hotel. Both eager to exchange gifts in the comfort of their matching pajamas (that Maryse insisted that they wore.) At first they were going to get dinner but quickly changed their mind when they realized they didn’t want to be around people or a crowd so they decided to just order room service.

Sitting on the plush sofa, Maryse handed him a small wrapped box, bouncing in excitement.

“What’s this?” he asked, taking the box from her hands.

“Just open it,” she urged, biting her lip as she watched him carefully unwrap the gift.

Inside the box was a custom-made Rolex watch. The sleek design was classic and elegant, with an engraving on the back that read. “loving you for a long time.” With the date they actually met. He looked at it in surprise, turning it over in his hands to read the inscription.

“I know you’re not big on jewelry outside of your Kentucky chains,” Maryse began to ramble, “but I thought this might be something you’d like. It’s special, like you, and it commemorates the day we met, which—”

Jack cut her off with a kiss, deep and passionate, silencing her nervous chatter. When they finally broke apart, he rested his forehead against hers.

“It’s perfect,” he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. “Thank you.”

She smiled, relieved and happy. “I’m glad you like it. I wanted to give you something that would always remind you of us.”

He fastened the watch around his wrist, admiring it. “I love it. And I love you.” Maryse reached for his arm. She pressed a soft kiss on his wrist, right where the watch sat.

“So, what did you get me?” She asked him, not seeing a gift near him.

“Nothing.” Jack said with a smirk to hide his nervousness but it was quickly wiped off his face when she kicked him slightly with her cold feet.

“Ow! I was just joking.”

“Shut up, that did not hurt!”

Jack huffed and the nervousness settled in again. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. He held it out to her, a nervous but determined look in his eyes.

She looked at the box, then back at him, her eyes wide with surprise. “Jack?”

He opened the box to reveal a beautiful, delicate ring. A sparkling ruby, her birthstone, set in the center. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at it, and for a moment, she was speechless.

“It’s a promise ring,” he explained quickly, sensing her shock. “I know it’s not an engagement ring, but I wanted to give you something that symbolizes how serious I am about us. I don’t want to be with anyone else but you. Our time apart really made me realize that. I want us to keep building our future together.”

He started to ramble, “I mean, I know we’ve only been back together for a while, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone, and I just… I love you so much, The ruby represents you, and the ring symbolizes my promise to be with you, no matter what.”

Maryse smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. “You know, if this was an engagement ring, I don’t think I would’ve said no.”

He laughed softly, relieved and touched before slipping the ring on her finger. “One step at a time,” he said, leaning in to kiss her again. “But I promise, one day.”

She looked at the ring, her fingers tracing the ruby set within it. “I’m never going to take this off,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

He smiled, lifting her hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “Good,” he said softly. “Because I never want you to.”

Maryse's heart felt so full as she looked into Jack’s eyes. “I love you,” she said, her voice steady and sure.

“I love you too,” he replied, pulling her closer. “Forever.”

He pulled her up from the sofa and kissed her deeply, the warmth of his lips igniting a familiar spark between them. “Now,” he murmured against her lips, “let’s celebrate our anniversary with fewer clothes.”

She laughed softly, her heart racing. The playful glint that Jack loves so much crossed her eyes. “You’re such a horn dog.” Her words, not matching her actions as her hands move to tug at his shirt.

Jack chuckled, pressing another kiss to her lips. “Only for you,” he replied, his voice low as he climbed on top of her as she flopped down on the mattress.

***

After spending an extra day in Paris they were finally back home in Kentucky. Maryse was in the final stages of her album so she decided to celebrate by having a self care day while Jack was out playing indoor soccer. They would be traveling to Vegas next week and she needed new clothes. As she was getting ready to leave she FaceTimed Jack letting him know where she was if he returned home while she was out.

“Hey, I’m heading out to the outlets to pick up a few things,” she told him while slipping on her shoes.

Jack whipped the sweat off his forehead as paused for a moment. “Maybe you should take some security with you. Especially with how much paparazzi have been hackling you. Just to be safe.”

The last couple of weeks had been particularly intense. While she was in California, paparazzi had followed her everywhere she went. The constant attention was exhausting. But she was just going to the mall, so there was no point in bringing security.

Maryse shook her head slightly. “I’ll be fine. It’s just a quick shopping trip. I’ll be back home soon.”

Jack sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing. Maryse was fiercely independent, and once she made up her mind, it was nearly impossible to change it. “Alright, but please be careful.”

“Always,” she promised before hanging up.

It was nice to have some time to herself, even if it was just for a little while. She loved her life and her relationship, but moments like these, where she could just be alone with her thoughts and enjoy a bit of normalcy, were precious. That was one of her favorite things about living in Kentucky now, most people treated her like she was normal, not a celebrity. Here, she was just another person living her life.

As she was leaving the mall and heading towards her car, she felt a sense of relief. It had been a pleasant outing, and she was looking forward to getting home and showing Jack the new outfits.

Maryse hopped into the driver seat after putting her bags in the backseat. As she was getting herself together, a sudden knock on the window startled her. She let out a small scream, her heart racing as she turned to see who it was.

A fan stood there, looking excited but not apologetic. She rolled down the window slightly, trying to regain her composure.

“Can I get a hug and a photo?” the fan asked, their voice eager and insistent.

Despite her initial fright, she didn’t want to disappoint anyone. She nodded, she stepped out of the car, keeping her keys in her hand. “Sure, but please be quick,” she said, trying to keep her tone friendly.

The fan moved in for a hug, wrapping their arms around her tightly. It was much tighter than she was comfortable with, and the hug lingered a bit too long.

She felt a sense of unease creeping up her spine as the fan clung to her, almost as if they didn’t want to let go. She gently pulled back, offering a nervous smile as she posed for the selfie.

“You’re welcome,” she replied, her voice slightly strained as she quickly got back into her car. She locked the doors immediately and took a deep breath, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling.

As Maryse was rolling up her window and preparing to drive away, the fan knocked on the window again, this time pointing to her hand. “Nice ring.” they commented their tone carrying an edge that made her uncomfortable.

She quickly hid her hand, forcing a smile. “Thanks. Well, I have to go now. Have a nice day!” she said, her voice wavering slightly.

The fan nodded, stepping back as Maryse drove away. The sense of contentment she felt earlier was now overshadowed by the fan encounter. She couldn’t help but think about Jack's words from this morning. Maybe he was right; maybe she did need to be more careful, even in places where she felt safe.

When she got home, she decided not to mention what happened. She didn’t want to hear him say, “I told you so,” and she didn’t want to worry him unnecessarily. So, she kept it to herself, putting on a bright smile as she walked into their home.

“Hey, babe,” she called out, setting her bags down. “I’m back!”

He walked over, giving her a kiss on the lips “How was shopping?”

“It was good,” she replied, her smile never wavering. “Got a few things for our trip to Vegas.”

“Are you gonna give me a show with those new outfits?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.

She looked up at him, “Maybe,” she replied, biting her lip as she pulled away from his kiss, leaving him wanting more.

“Come on,” he coaxed, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Just a little preview?”

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “You’ll have to be patient,” she said, enjoying the way his eyes darkened.

He groaned in mock frustration, leaning in to steal another kiss. “You’re such a tease,” he murmured against her lips.

“And you love it,” she shot back, giving him a quick peck before slipping out of his grasp and heading towards their bedroom. “Now, how about you help me put these away?”

Jack immediately followed her down the hallway and as they spent the evening together, Maryse tried to push the unsettling fan out of her mind, instead focusing on how safe she felt with Jack around her.

***

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Hii could you write a smut where the reader and Buck had a baby a few months ago and it their first time without the baby overnight

BABY - EVAN BUCKLEY

I could hardly believe the day had arrived. It felt like just yesterday that Buck and I brought our little bundle of joy home, and now we were preparing to leave our baby in the care of someone else for the first time. Maddie, Buck's sister, had graciously offered to babysit, insisting we deserved a night to ourselves. As I packed the diaper bag, nerves danced in my stomach.

“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” Buck’s voice broke through my thoughts as he entered the nursery, holding our baby girl, Emma. His eyes, usually so confident and carefree, mirrored my own anxious feelings.

“I think so,” I replied, checking the list for the umpteenth time. Diapers, wipes, bottles, extra clothes, favorite stuffed animal—everything seemed in order. “Maddie’s done this before, right? I mean, she’s watched Jee-Yun plenty of times.”

Buck chuckled softly, his laughter a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. “Maddie is a pro. Jee-Yun adores her, and Emma will too. Besides, it’s only for a few hours.”

He was right, of course. Maddie was an experienced mom and more than capable of handling Emma for one evening. Still, as we buckled Emma into her car seat and made our way to Maddie’s house, I couldn’t shake the feeling of anxiety.

The drive was quiet, the hum of the engine and the soft lullabies from Emma’s playlist the only sounds. Buck reached over, squeezing my hand reassuringly. “We’ll have fun tonight,” he promised. “Just you and me, like old times.”

I smiled, squeezing back. The idea of a date night was exciting, a rare treat amidst the chaos of new parenthood. We pulled into Maddie’s driveway, and she greeted us at the door with a warm smile and open arms.

“Hey, you two! And there’s my beautiful niece,” Maddie cooed, reaching for Emma. Our little girl gurgled happily, recognizing her aunt’s familiar face.

“Thanks again, Maddie,” I said, handing over the diaper bag. “We’ve left everything you might need in here, and our phones will be on the entire time.”

Maddie waved away my concerns. “Relax, Y/N. Go enjoy yourselves. Emma and I are going to have a blast, aren’t we, sweetheart?” She kissed Emma’s forehead, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me.

After a few more instructions and lingering hugs, Buck and I finally headed out. As we walked to the car, I felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation. “Do you think she’ll be okay?” I asked, more to myself than to Buck.

“She’ll be fine,” Buck assured, opening the car door for me. “Maddie’s got this. Now, let’s go have some fun.”

Our first stop was a cozy little restaurant downtown, a favorite spot of ours from before Emma was born. As we were seated at a corner table, the familiar aroma of delicious food wafted through the air, instantly bringing back memories of past date nights.

“This feels surreal,” I admitted, glancing around. “It’s like we’re on a different planet or something.”

Buck laughed. “A planet where we don’t have to worry about dirty diapers or feeding schedules for a few hours. It’s kind of nice, huh?”

“Yeah, it is,” I agreed, relaxing a bit more. We ordered our meals, and as the evening progressed, I found myself getting lost in conversation with Buck. We talked about everything and nothing, reveling in the uninterrupted time together.

After dinner, we decided to take a walk through the park nearby. The night air was cool and refreshing, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves above us. Hand in hand, we strolled along the path, the moonlight casting a soft glow around us.

“It’s beautiful tonight,” I said, leaning into Buck.

“It is,” he agreed, squeezing my hand. “I’ve missed this, just being with you like this.”

“Me too,” I admitted. “But I also miss Emma. Is that crazy?”

Buck chuckled. “Not at all. I miss her too. But I’m also glad we’re doing this. We need to take care of ourselves if we want to be the best parents we can be.”

He was right, as always. This night was a reminder that while being parents was a huge part of our lives, we were also still a couple, and we needed to nurture that relationship too.

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As we pulled into the driveway, Buck turned off the engine and smiled at me. “Ready to head inside?” he asked, a hint of something playful in his voice.

“Absolutely,” I replied, feeling a flutter of anticipation.

“Now, where were we?” he murmured, stepping closer.

My heart raced as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a kiss. It started slow and tender, but quickly deepened, the hunger and desire that had been simmering all evening finally coming to the surface. I melted into him, my hands tangling in his hair as he pressed me against the wall.

“We should probably take this upstairs,” I whispered breathlessly when we finally broke apart.

Buck nodded, his eyes dark with desire. “Lead the way.”

We made our way to the bedroom, our movements hurried and eager. Once inside, Buck wasted no time. He pulled me close again, his hands roaming over my body, igniting a fire everywhere he touched. I gasped as he lifted me, my legs wrapping around his waist instinctively.

He carried me to the bed, laying me down gently before joining me. Our clothes quickly became a forgotten heap on the floor, and soon it was just us, skin against skin, the heat between us building with every touch and kiss.

“God, I’ve missed this,” Buck murmured against my neck, his lips trailing hot kisses along my collarbone.

“Me too,” I breathed, arching into him. The weight of him, the feel of his body moving against mine, was intoxicating. Every touch, every kiss, was electric, a reminder of the deep connection we shared.

Buck’s hands roamed over my body, his touch both tender and possessive. He knew exactly how to drive me wild, and he took his time, savoring every moment. I moaned softly, my fingers digging into his back as he kissed his way down my body.

He paused, looking up at me with a wicked grin. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Before I could respond, he continued his journey, his mouth and hands exploring every inch of me. The pleasure was almost overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but cry out, my body arching off the bed as he brought me to the edge and then some.

“Buck, please,” I gasped, needing more, needing him.

He didn’t make me wait. Moving back up, he kissed me deeply, and then he was inside me, filling me completely. We moved together, our rhythm instinctive and perfect, a dance we’d performed countless times but that never lost its magic.

The world outside disappeared, and it was just us, lost in each other. The pleasure built steadily, every thrust, every touch driving us closer to the brink. When we finally found our release, it was explosive, a wave of pure ecstasy that left us both breathless and trembling.

We lay there afterward, tangled in each other, our breaths slowly returning to normal. Buck stroked my hair, his touch gentle and loving. “I love you so much,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“I love you too,” I replied, snuggling closer to him. “That was... incredible.”

“It always is with you,” he said, a satisfied smile on his face. We stayed like that for a while, simply enjoying the closeness and the afterglow.

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sorry its so short!

[kiddbegins]

Comfortable - Connor Rhodes

Requested: yes

Word count: 515

Warnings: mention of sex, that’s really it

A/n: sorry I’ve sucked at requests lately, I’ve been heavy into my fics and very into Matt who I don’t get many asks for so,,,

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You knew that your boyfriend had an… iffy childhood to say the least. His father had been the bane of his existence for as long as the surgeon could remember. Connor hated him and the feeling was mutual. So there wasn’t much affection from the older Rhodes, and considering she was gone there was none from his other either.

That would mess with anyone, going years without that sort of attention. And Connor looked for it everywhere. His college years were filled with sex, one night stands that got him through the nights.

Even before he moved back to Chicago there was never someone that he felt that connection to. Nobody that knew how to go about what he wanted.

Until you. Coming into the ED with a sprained wrist was probably the best thing that ever happened to you. Getting knocked over by a toddler and using your hand to catch your fall? Bad idea, but it led you right to a bed in the emergency room with none other than Dr. Rhodes checking it out and wrapping it up.

And soon enough that lunch you asked him to, turned into dinner, which went from a one off thing to getting drinks every few days, and eventually led to where you were now all those months later. Laying in his bed, wrapped up in his arms.

Yeah the sex was good, he had experience and therefore knew what he was doing. But he was used to the girl beside him being someone he met that day that was itching to leave either right away or at least in the morning.

But you were different. Since day one you’d shown him that you cared. That he was more than just a warm body. Instead of his arms around you, he had his head to your chest, lazily wrapped around you. “You’re comfortable.” Connor mumbled, lips squished as his check was pressed to your skin.

Lightly you laughed, lifting a hand up to rake it through his hair. “I’m glad to hear that.” You breathed out, feeling him nuzzle up to you. That was his way of showing his contentment, his face rubbing into your skin wherever he was, was the equivalent of a cat slipping through your legs, desperate to show you affection.

“I like when you do that.” He sighed out through his nose as you scratched gently at his scalp. One of the things you actually adored was the way that he felt comfortable enough with you to vocalize what he felt and what he wanted.

You looked down at him, fondness encircling your chest. “I love you.” There hadn’t felt like a better time to finally say it, being with him in his bed just holding him. Feeling his skin on yours. You just had to.

Connor lifted his head, looking back at you, eyes filled with adoration. “I love you too.” He responded softly, leaning up to press a soft kiss to your lips before leaning back down, once again snuggling into your side.

Your touch the only thing he needed.

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Dolor Pt. 2

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N hasn’t seen Chris in a year and a half, but with the help of her friend she’s surprised by them🤭 Will those feelings still be there for one another?

Warnings⚠️: None, I’m not too sure how I feel about this one, but I had no other idea on how to write it so I hope y’all enjoy 🙃

Song for the imagine: ANGEL- Brent Faiyaz

Read part 1 here🫶🏽

Don’t ever leave my side, baby I’ll die

But from what I know, you’re always here to stay

You’re an angel in disguise

It has been a solid year and half since Chris and I broke up, a solid year and half of never seeing him or his brothers. It was very hard, but it also flew by. I wasn’t sure where a year and half went. It was honestly scary.

We both told each other we’d love to cross paths, and reconnect in a few months to be friends, but life got in the way, and that never happened. I’m honestly glad it didn’t, we were both so busy I believe it helped us move on from one another faster.

We all stood mutuals with each other on instagram and TikTok, but we just didn’t interact with each other. I watched them grow in all aspects, and it was amazing. I thought I’d be there to witness it first hand, but instead I was watching from the sidelines….it hurt me, but it had to be done.

My TikTok was flooded with videos of them from their tour they were just on, and it’s honestly crazy how much people can change in a year and a half. That didn’t even look like Chris. He was much more mature looking, sculpted cheekbones, shorter hair, stubble on his face…..Chris was looking good.

I shook that feeling off because I could not allow myself to fall back in love with Chris. It took me a long time to move on from him. I will always love the kid, but to fall out of love was hard. I hadn’t seen or talked to any other guys since splitting with Chris, and I wasn’t too sure if that was the same with him. Deep down I hoped it was.

I was scrolling on TikTok one day when I saw a clip of the triplets from their recent podcast video, they were doing a Q and A video, and somehow Chris pulled out a question asking about me. I decided to watch the video

“Okay so this person says how’s Y/N, and how have you been since the breakup. I’m currently going through my own break up right now, and I just need some advice” Chris read out

“So uh this is a good question. It’s been a year and a half since I’ve last seen Y/N, and it’s crazy to say it’s been that long, but it has. With the relationship we had and how special it was it took me a full year to finally be able to feel okay, and understand why we split up. It hurt and some part of me still hurts, but we told each other the night we broke up that we both will be okay because we’re strong, and that’s something I’ve been holding on to. I presume that she’s okay, I’ve seen her instagram posts and her TikTok’s, and she looks amazing. I actually really miss the girl. So I hope she’s doing great, and for you going through your break up just know everything happens for a reason and you’ll be okay take your time and work on yourself” he said

Oh god this was making it so hard for me not to call Chris and ask to see him….I missed him so badly

I scrolled some more and another clip popped up

“This person wants to know do you still love Y/N” Nick asked Chris

“Oh 100% that woman is my everything. Like we’ve said in the past we hope to cross paths again” Chris said nodding his head

This has to be a sign? Like this has to be a sign that I have to see him, that Chris and I are meant for each other right? Or am I being delusional……

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to call him, text him or just ignore all this and keep it pushing in life. I felt torn between my decisions

Today I was getting ready to film with Larray and Arrington. I had gotten so close to them within the last year, and we always filmed together. Larray was my biggest supporter in all this, and he was also friends with the triplets which kind of made it hard, but he never got in between anything. Although he hoped and prayed that we’d get back together one day I always told him time will tell.

He had an idea where we all stay in his car for 24 hours with special guests. I wasn’t sure who these guests were, and I wasn’t sure why he wanted us to stay in a car for 24 hours, but I agreed I knew it would be fun.

I had driven over to Larrays house, and let myself in

“YOOOOO” I yelled from the door

“Were in hereeee” Arrington yelled back

Oh god I was the last one here….I hated this, but anyways I walked to Larrays room, and when I walked in my heart sank

“Oh” was all I said as I walked in

“Hiiiii baby” Larray said, causing everybody to turn around with him the triplets face dropping

“What’s? Uh….whats going on” I said looking at Larray

“We’re filming a video, and I brought my friends” he said back

“It’s been so long” Chris said looking at me saddened

“It ummm it has” I said smiling at him

“We have missed you so fucking much….holy shit” Nick said running over and hugging me

“Uhh it’s been so fucking long I missed yall too” I said hugging him

“Matt you look so different now” I said jaw dropping and giving him a hug

“Good different I hope” he said hugging me

“Of course good different” I said laughing at him

I moved to Chris

“You look so different too” I said pulling him in for a hug

“I’ve missed you” he said hugging me tighter

“Missed you too” I said pulling away

After chatting for a bit Larray decided to film his introduction for his channel

“Alright bitches we are filming a 24 hour car video today, and of course I had to bring in my ride or dies Arrington and Y/N” he said and both Arrington and I made an entrance

“And then you know Larray had to stir the pot, so he brought the triplets” Arrington said to the camera causing us to laugh

“As uhhh most of you know there’s uh an elephant in this room between uh two people, but ummm we won’t talk about it” Larray said

And we just laughed at him

“You are so messy” I said to him rolling my eyes playfully

“Alright let’s get to the car bitches” he said and we ran out

I sat in the passenger seat, Chris and Arrington in the back, and then Nick and Matt in the third row

“Alright so right now we’re driving to Target which is 45 minutes away because Larray decided to do this video during rush hour” I said to the camera

“Uh- is that a drag?” He asked me

“It sure is” I said to him

“So Y/N….you said Matt looks different….you already had Chris so will you try another brother” Arrington asked me

I looked back at him jaw on the floor, as Chris and his brothers were laughing

“You weirdo Arrington, I will not fucking get with Matt” I said shaking my head

“Could you believe this kid” I said looking at the camera

“Ouuuu the fans want to know how many boyfriends since Chris” Larray asked me

“Boyfriends plural? Do they think I’m a slut….its only been a year and a half guys, and there’s been zero guys since Chris” I said shrugging my shoulders

“OHHHHHH CHRISSSS” Larray and Arrington yelled at him hyping him up

“She loves me too much to do that” Chris said to the camera

“Uh-“ I said turning around to look at him

“I’m just kidding” he said and touched my face playfully

“SAW THAT” Nick and Matt yelled from the back

We had finally gotten to Target, and Chris and I were paired up to go on the hunt for some things, and we had to vlog it together

“Alright guys I’m here with uh….my ex” I said to the camera

“What a great reunion” he said looking at the camera

“Who would’ve thought a year and a half later we’d be in Target shopping for a video together” I said looking at him

“I honestly thought it would’ve happened sooner, but I mean hey” he said shrugging his shoulders

“Oh whatever” I said rolling my eyes at him

Him and I were doing some shopping and grabbing some stuff, and we had found ourselves in the coloring book aisle

“Look the Disney coloring book, your favorite” he said leaning down to grab it

“You remembered?” I asked him

“Of course I did, and you only get specific coloring pencils cause you’re weird” he said laughing

“Hey don’t be mean” I said laughing at him

“It’s cute” he said smiling at me

“Do you ever think about us?” I asked him

“Pretty often actually” he said looking at me

“Do you think you see a future with me” I asked him

“I’ve thought about this a lot, and every time I picture my future you’re a main character in it” he said looking into my eyes

“This year and a half has been rough, and I so badly wanted nothing more than to cave and call you over, and just hold you tight” I said looking down

“I sat in my room for so many nights wondering if the decision I made was right, and after a while I just became numb to the feeling, but I want this again….I want us” he said

“I think we should start slow first. I want us to truly work out this time no break ups no nothing” I said to him

“I think so too, you should come film with us again we miss you so much, and the fans miss you too” he said

“I’ve seen…all over my tik tok” I said smiling at him

“Yeah they love you and I love you too so much” he said pulling me in for a hug

We finished vlogging some, and headed back to the car with everybody getting back in our original seats

“Okay everybody we are back, we’re going to go eat something and then we’ll be back in the car for the next 24 hours” Larray said

After we ate we went back into Larrays car trying to stick out this challenge and just chatting with each other asking each other questions

“How many girlfriends since Y/N?” Larray asked Chris

“None. I told yall she’s the love of my life” he said looking at the camera

“Awww Chris” I said looking at him

“HEY CITY GIRLS UP. Do not fall for this” Arrington said

“Shut the fuck up” I said laughing at him

“What’s one regret you have” Nick asked us

“I think my biggest regret was completely dropping you guys out of my life. Like no interactions no nothing that hurt the most” I said to them

“We appreciate that” Matt said

“How do you guys feel after seeing each other” Matt asked Chris and I

“Is this a hot seat? What are we doing” Chris said

“Shut the fuck up and answer” Nick said

“I feel at peace, like seeing him was the last piece to my puzzle. I still love Chris of course, and we’re hoping to take things slow, and eventually get together again” I said to them

“Yeah. I love her so much, and seeing her today brought back all those memories. Memories that made my heart flutter, and I knew I couldn’t let her go again” he said looking at me

“Yall cute as shit this has got to stop” Larray said

“So yall heard it here first they are back together” Arrington said to the camera

“WOAH WOAH NO” we both said putting our hands out

“We are taking it slow…we are not dating yet, and trust me you guys will know when we’re back together. It’s a maybe for right now” I said to the camera

“But she will be in our videos again” Chris said

“SHE WILL?” Nick and Matt said

“Yes she will!” He said to them

“FUCK YES FINALLY” Nick said getting excited

We had chatted for a good thirty more minutes before we decided this challenge was not going to happen

“Alright guys we did not make it, but we love you and we’re heading inside now” Larray said

“BYEEEEEE” we all yelled to the camera, Chris pulling me in and kissing my forehead

“Are you guys going to soft launch your comeback before I post this?” Larray asked us

“You know that’s not a bad idea actually” I said looking at Chris

“We could do that. I’d love to do that” he said pulling me in and kissing my cheek

“Yall soft launching but he smoochin on you” Matt said looking at us

“Uhhhh mind your business” Chris said sticking his tongue out at him

“OMG to keep it like private you guys could do like a couples shadow picture” Nick said

“Waittttt I love that let’s do it” I said to Chris

We had snapped the picture, and Chris posted it collabing with me once again so I can post and share it. Nick and Matt also shared it to their story saying the gangs back together and they can’t wait to film with me again. Immediately the love we got was INSANE

❤️nicolassturniolo,matthew.sturniolo,larray, and 450,000 others

christophersturniolo: I told you guys we’d always always find a way back to one another. Although we aren’t dating again we will be thinking about it for our future. I love this girl with my whole fucking heart, and I’m so glad we’re in each others lives again. She was my right person at the wrong time.My number one girl💍. Were back BITCHESSSSS🥳

Sturnioloteam: STFU THEYRE BACK

arringtonallen: mhmmm I was here for this picture so back off everyone

nicolassturniolo: mama and papa🫡

matthew.sturniolo: yall cute or whatever…..

larray: yall can thank me for this reunion MHMM💅🏽

Y/Nusername: my number one guy…love this kid so much💋

sturnioloooooo: I knew mom and dad would find each other again

The immense love we received was insane. Had you told me a year and a half ago today that all that pain would be gone, and we would find each other again I would laugh in your face. I guess I am making it to the end of his story….🥀

The End

I hope you guys liked this one I feel ehhh about it, but I had to have a happy ending🥹 but anywho let me get to writing some more 🖤

-J💅🏽

[kalissimsblog]

Return to normalcy: Part 2

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A short time later, Xavier sees Christian and his daughter, Rosalie, across the playground, heading their direction. Finally, Xavier thinks to himself.

Luna notices him too.

“There he is. Took him long enough.”

Xavier nods in agreement.

Christian approaches and smiles.

“Hey guys. I’m here.”

“I see that. Glad you could make it.” Luna says.

“Sorry, I was actually trying to be on time, but a certain little miss decided it would be funny to hide my shoes. My only pair of shoes, mind you. She found it pretty amusing, didn’t you, Rose?”

Rosalie giggles. Definitely her father’s daughter.

The twins laugh at the thought of Christian frantically searching around the house for his shoes while Rosalie watches on.

“So, where were they?” Luna asks curiously.

“Toybox. Probably should have looked there first.” Christian replies. “I’ve got a little prankster on my hands and I don’t know how to feel about that.”

“Like father, like daughter,” Xavier replies.

“Ain’t that the truth,” Christian says.

Christian walks Rosalie over to the others, waves a greeting to Cassie and returns to the table.

“So, how’s it going?” 

“Same old, same old,” Xavier answers.

“Alright, I suppose.” says Luna.

Christian raises his eyebrows questioningly, but decides not to push it further. 

“Okay, then.” 

He takes a seat at the table across from them, looking slightly disheveled, but otherwise looking well. Months ago, Xavier didn’t think he would see him like this again. Truthfully, he thought Christian was too far gone to be helped, that he’d lost his brother for good. But seeing him here now, he’s thankful that things worked out. Christian is noticeably more relaxed, just enjoying life as it’s meant to be. Luna caught on to this as well.

“You look good, Christian. And dare I say… happy?” she says.

Christian looks taken aback for a brief moment and nods. 

“I guess that’s what you can call it.”

A slight smile plays on his lips and he continues.

“Is this what it’s like to live like a normal person? Like, for real, I’ve been missing out.”

Xavier smiles and nods.

“Yes. Most of us don’t have to deal with all the bullshit that you did.”

“I could get used to this.”

“As you should,” Luna says “You deserve it.”

“I should probably stay out of relationships for a while, huh?” Christian asks.

Thinking of Christian’s track record, it probably was in his best interest to not date anyone, for the time being at least. Almost every partner he’s had in the past has been manipulative, toxic or not interested in anything serious. He really needs to work on himself before committing to someone else, in Xavier’s opinion anyway.

“Might be a good idea,” says Xavier. “At least until you’ve got things figured out.” 

“Single it is, then. Got it.”

Christian goes silent, closing his eyes and taking in the sunlight, the breeze ruffling his dark hair. He breathes a sigh of relief, his body relaxing further. It’s so odd to Xavier to see his brother so chill and unbothered. It’s a refreshing change from everything that has happened over the past several years. As Luna said, he deserves it. For the first time in a long time, Christian was truly happy and it was a sight to see.

[thetomorrowshow]

hi i’m the anon who asked to make more of the reverse au

i realised i’m actually pretty terrible at writing and am terrified of posting my work anywhere but i still have so many ideas. i thought i’d just share them here in case you or anyone else is interested (you don’t have to read them i just want to get them out of my head)

-scott and jimmy become pen pals and write to each more and more until it’s a daily occurrence. through the letters jimmy tells scott everything that was said in dissonant air (he can’t control his powers, he never meant to hurt anyone, the depressing thoughts, etc)

-they see each others real faces during a poorly timed letter delivery. scott had come to give jimmy his letter in his civilian get-up at the same time jimmy was leaving his apartment

-scott didn’t return to being a hero between the times he was kidnapped from his injuries and from his fear of seeing xornoth again. he stayed trapped in his house writing letters. his friends were more than happy to help him buy groceries and stuff every once in a while. nobody noticed when he got kidnapped except for jimmy, since the letters stopped coming. at first jimmy thought scott had come to his senses and stopped talking to him but still had a feeling something was wrong

-jimmy tried to tell the other hero’s something was wrong but they didn’t trust him. after days of constantly bothering them and insisting major was in danger they finally complied. jimmy told them about scott’s previous kidnapping and they got on the case

-the hero’s tried to find xornoths lair by themselves (they wouldn’t let jimmy help for obvious reasons) but gave in after months of failure and let poor jimmy help. he used what information he could find from all of the letters he was sent. it wasn’t a lot but it was enough to work with

wow this got long. sorry about that! there’s still other stuff i had in my head with this (like with what was going on with scott during all of this and how they get him out) but idk if you’d want to hear more. sorry if this was bad i’m not the best with writing and grammar

I never thought I would write anything else for this au of an au. But hey, here we are.

For clarity's sake, Jimmy is 'S' and Scott is 'M'.

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Hey! Hope everything’s good. Sorry about your security camera :/ I think I broke it… But I just wanted to say thank you for not mentioning me to the police. Or the reporters. Yeah. Sorry. But I hope you’re getting to feeling better! Thanks again and sorry again

Thanks

S

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Thank you for your help.

-M

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Hey, just wanted to let you know I got your note! Glad I could help, really. I feel like I never do anything right, so it was nice to be able to help someone for once. On a related note, I think your groceries went bad. Sorry :( I should start pre-writing these so that I don’t stand on your doorstep for so long. But how does getting groceries delivered work? I’ve been wanting to try it for a while because supermarkets are a landmine. But I hope you’re well! I hope you’re eating enough. Sorry about the groceries.

Thanks!!

S

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Please do not stand on my doorstep to write notes.

You visit the store’s website and click the delivery option.

-M

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Thanks for the advice about the whole shopping thing! I haven’t done it yet because I dropped my phone into an incinerator the other day and I’m still trying to buy a new one but the power goes out every time I walk into an electronics store. I’ll try it out once I have a new one though!! And I’m so so sorry I know I shouldn’t stand on your doorstep because like anyone could pass by, which is why I’ve only been stopping by at night, but I think Pearl almost saw me the other night so I’ll be more careful.

Sorry again!!

S

P.S. Sorry I’m standing on your doorstep but I was just wondering why you haven’t done any interviews?? You’ve been back for while now and people are going to worry… just checking to make sure you’re okay! Getting kidnapped can kind of take it out of you for a while :/

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Sorry you haven’t said anything I just wanted to let you know that I tried out the delivery thing!! It worked really well actually I didn’t have to sign for it or anything just came right up to my doorstep. A lot of the stuff wasn’t what I ordered and the jam I wanted had shattered but it worked and it was way less stressful than usual so you’re the best for telling me how to do it thanks so much!

S

P.S. sorry sorry sorry but you don’t have to write me back if you don’t want to, I just wanted to check that you’re doing okay! Have a good week :) 

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If they sent you the wrong items, you should get a refund.

Thank you. I don’t plan on any public appearances until I don’t panic when I go outside for the time being. I am recovering well.

-M

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Okay you didn’t say to stop writing but it was good to hear from you! I felt really bad that I couldn’t help you more that night so I just worry. I’ve been thinking lately though that you probably don’t want to hear from me though so I can stop.

I do need to say something first, though. I mentioned it when you were at my at that apartment with me, but I don’t know how much you remember from then or anything. But basically I’m so so sorry about everything. Like literally everything. I’ve never forgiven myself for Aeor and I don’t expect you to, either, but I just wanted to let you know that I’m sorry. If I could change everything I would. Believe me I would. I’ve hurt too many people. It would be better if I didn’t exist. I don’t deserve to I’ve hurt I should just start a new note at this point, haha. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I understand if you don’t want me to write any more notes. I’ll stop. I hope you’re doing well and you continue to recover!

S

P.S. last time I got kidnapped I was really scared of going back to my apartment so I moved and I felt better, so maybe you need a bit of time out of the city to help you get tip-top :)

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Thank you for the apology.

And my therapist thinks that might be an unhealthy way of coping, as much as I might agree with you that getting away sounds nice. I’m working through it.

You don’t have to stop writing.

-M

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I AM SO SORRY I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE AT MY DOOR BEFORE I WALKED OUT LET’S NEVER TALK ABOUT IT AGAIN

Anyways wow you have a therapist that’s good!! My advice isn’t really good haha sorry. I actually did therapy for a little when I was in school but then everything went really bad with my powers and but then things didn’t work out. I don’t know why I crossed that out. Basically I was in therapy to try and learn how to control my powers and well we know how that ended up.

Quick question maybe I haven’t paid enough attention to you on tv but are your eyes naturally that blue? Because it’s really blue.

S

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This is my natural eye color.

I didn’t know that there was a therapy program for children who struggle to control their powers. You said it didn’t help, though. I’m glad that you were able to figure it out without professional help.

You were kidnapped before. Does it get any easier? I’m sorry to hear that.

-M

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Oh so about the therapy thing yeah my powers came when I was like 15 and that’s usually a little old for that therapy but they made a special exception. But no it didn’t work. Actually my parents were planning to send me away to a specialist where I could get the help I needed but it never ended up happening. So I just never learned how to control them.

On a related note a giraffe ate my new phone but I tried out the delivery thing again before that! I kind of expect to get the wrong things because of my powers haha so I’m not going to complain about my ten bottles of ketchup. But my jam did shatter again so I have to decide if it’s worth the anxiety of going to the store.

The first time I got kidnapped, I was really scared. I didn’t know what was happening. They wanted information, I think? I was panicking really bad because they kept pointing guns at my head. I got out pretty quick but it was bad for a long time. I didn’t want to leave my apartment. I mean I never do, really, but it was even worse.

I don’t know when I moved on. I think my sink broke and I was forced to leave the house, but moving isn’t the same as moving on, you know? Like you can run anywhere but it’s usually just running away. You have to face it.

S

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Thanks for the advice. I really liked that last thing you said.

I don’t want to face them, though. I know I have to, but what if they take me again?

I’m sorry. These are my problems, not yours.

-M

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Oh gosh I didn’t mean you have to face Xornoth!! No that sounds bad! They literally kidnapped and tortured you for like a month dude! Honestly forget what I said about the whole running away thing, you should really try to get away from this situation if you can. You shouldn’t feel responsible for Xornoth when they hurt you like that, let someone else deal with that! There are tons of supers in the city, just tell one of your friends that you don’t want to be involved with Xornoth and they’ll take care of it!

S

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I’m the Primary Protector, though. It’s my job to face the city’s greatest threats, and Xornoth is one of them. I should be able to handle them.

I don’t want my friends to see me any differently. They already give me weird looks. I honestly wasn’t very badly hurt—I was mostly malnourished. They don’t understand why I’m not back in the game yet. I don’t know how to tell them.

I wish I could leave.

-M

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:(( it sounds like you’re really struggling. Do you think you might have PTSD? You don’t have to answer that. But you should take your time! If it was anyone else, I think they’d have moved very far away to get away from the danger which is smart. It’s actually really upsetting that you can’t. Maybe you can work out like a code with your friends so that they can come in and handle Xornoth if they show up while you’re working? Honestly just the fact that they were able to kidnap you once means that there should be extra protection for you. Heck maybe I can do something.

If you need anything though I’m here. I don’t get it exactly but I kind of know what it’s like. I mean yeah I’ve been kidnapped before a couple of times but I know what it’s like to not want to go outside in general. To be scared of what could happen. Well you have other friends but I’m here to help if I can. I don't make promises ever because they never work out for me but I'm here.

S

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Thank you for the offer. I don’t think there’s anything you can do to help.

I have been diagnosed with PTSD, actually. I’m also readjusting to my antidepressants still, so my therapist thinks some of my anxieties come from the meds change and will even out in time.

I think I’ll do a public interview soon. I don’t want them to think that they’ve scared me away.

They’re dangerous. Please don’t endanger yourself. They experimented on me They might try to It isn’t worth the risk.

-M

~

The craziest fight happened downtown!

Okay so I was really just trying to get to the Planet Fitness to take a shower (I’m not homeless haha my shower is broken again) but Mythics was battling Pearl downtown and it was WILD. Like they were not pulling any punches, and I thought they were kind of friendly rivals but this was just crazy! But then the Oracle got involved? So the fight just kind of stopped when he touched them and then he left. I thought the Oracle was a villain but that was vigilante behavior if you ask me. I get it though, if I could’ve done that I would’ve. Like maybe he just needed to take a shower too.

Anyways my powers decided to make everything ten times worse like usual so a giant worm burst out of the ground. Maybe I should have let the Oracle touch me too so that I could join Mythics and Pearl on the ground crying. They’re fine btw some civilians dragged them out of the way of the worm. I was too busy trying to figure out a way to deal with the worm. I think Mythics woke up and magicked it into one of his portal things.

But anyways it was crazy. Well you probably already saw it on the news or something.

I hope the interview goes well!! How does that even work? Like does somebody come to your house or do you go to the news station or what? I'm assuming you've done a couple of interviews before idk.

S

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I saw about the attack. You should look up ‘tired man throws phone at giant worm video’ if you haven't seen it.

For the interview, I reach out to a news outlet and set up an interview (or, more often, they reach out to me). Then we usually meet in a nice room in their office. I've done tons of interviews, you can find them on my twitter or on youtube.

I'm nervous about the interview. I tried to get a reporter I like but I just know that they'll ask me why I've been away. I don't want them to think I'm weak. It isn't your problem, anyways. I'll talk about it with my therapist.

Really though, you should watch that video.

-M

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NOOO THAT'S SO BAD THAT SHOULD BE A CRIME

In my defense I was really tired and I just threw whatever was in my hand at the worm, I didn't realize it was my phone.

I've never given an interview before but man that sounds stressful. I hope it goes well! I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention me in it of course but you know that. Good luck and let me know how it goes!

Also if it helps at all taking time off definitely doesn't make you weak. Sometimes it's even stronger to admit you need a break than to keep powering through. Especially after being held captive and tortured for a month.

Good luck again!!

S

P.S. your cat is super cute but maybe she shouldn't be outside? It's really dangerous for cats to live outdoors and I don't want to accidentally hurt her :((

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Thanks for the kind words.

I can send you the link to the interview if you tell me your phone number. Or I can dm it to you on twitter—is the verified account actually you? The one that mostly shares scam links and random ip addresses?

Also I'm working on leash training Elle, so that we can go on walks and she can be an inside cat.

-M

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I've tried to write this note like fifty times but the paper keeps tearing so I'll keep it short. My phone number changes a lot and I currently don't have a phone (giraffe again) but I'll just look it up when I get one! And yep that's my twitter, I try to delete the old pictures of me it posts but I gave up on when it posts my location.

Good luck again!

S

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Why don’t you delete twitter?

-M

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I did :( 

S

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Solidarity, your life kind of sucks.

-M

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You’ve got no room to talk, mister.

S

~

So that’s what it is, isn’t it? We’re just two losers.

-M

P.S. but, for the record, your life is way worse than mine.

~

Okay I’ve got a new phone and I watched the interview! You did incredible, I think I would’ve run away like two seconds in. Like even when they asked that one question about why you weren’t back to work when you’re pretty much physically all right, you really kept it together. I was genuinely so impressed.

Also you’re looking good! I don’t know how to explain it haha, but you look a lot better than you did on my living room floor. How are you doing? Do you think it went well?

S

~

I’d look a lot better in your bed Thanks for watching. It was hard. It was really hard. But I think it helped. I feel kind of better about getting back into it all. Not yet, but maybe soon.

Do you ever wish you’d chosen a different path in life?

-M

~

I never really had a choice to make.

S

P.S. but if I wasn’t powered, I think I’d want to do something with my hands. I used to think subways were the coolest thing ever. I wouldn’t mind learning how to fix a subway car.

~

I studied to be an architect. I loved city architecture. I wanted to design skyscrapers.

I didn’t ever plan to be a hero full-time, but I do like it. I enjoy my job. I’m famous, I live comfortably, I do cool stuff on TV.

But what if I would’ve been happier as an architect?

Sorry, this isn’t your problem. I should talk to my therapist about it.

-M

P.S. Maybe you can take a community college mechanics course?

~

I really can’t, cars tend to break down around me. I don’t even take Ubers anymore (not related to the car breaking-down thing, but because last time the driver held me at gunpoint and stole my phone and wallet).

Honestly mate, if you want to be an architect I'd say go for it. Even if it's only something you can do on the side you know? There's tons of people who never got the chance to do what they love. You deserve a good life.

S

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Thanks. I'm sorry that you never got to choose. You deserve a good life, too.

I can't let Xornoth win. If I run away, it's defeat. If I don't do anything about it, they might hurt someone else.

I need to take care of this myself.

-M

~

That sounds like a suicide note.

S

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Wouldn't be the first time.

-M

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You should ask your friends for help. You don't have to do this alone. You shouldn't face them alone.

S

~

I haven't really talked to anyone since I got back. I know it isn't healthy but I can't. They don't get it. They don't know what Xornoth did to me. I can't let it happen to anyone else. They're a danger to the city and it's my duty to take them down. Alone.

I'm sorry.

-M

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You aren't alone, okay? If you have no one else, you have me.

S

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Thank you.

-M

P.S. it means so much to me. I consider you a friend. You have me, too.

~

I saw you on the news fighting the Engineers. You looked good! The fight went really well. How do you feel about it? Is there anything I can do to like support you?

S

P.S. Elle won't stop begging me for belly rubs but each time I try she nips my fingers :(

~

Hey are you doing all right? I mean you took a little bit of a hit in that fight so it's okay if you can't make it to my apartment to drop off a note haha. You can email me if it's easier awsumwingback8@yahoo.com.

S

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Major please just like let me know that you're okay.

S

~

I may have broken into Blossom’s house (I meant to just knock but the door fell down) and she kicked my butt but she hasn't seen you in a while, she said. Are you okay? I'll break into your house next haha.

S

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I know you told me not to write notes while I'm on your doorstep but if you don't open the door by tomorrow night I'm breaking in. Elle keeps trying to get me to follow her inside. I'm going to watch your house until tomorrow night, okay? You don't have to write back, just open the door.

I'll come for you.

S

P.S. I didn't mean to sound weird or creepy I mean I have your back. I'll come save you if they got you. 

I promise.

[lnfours]

idk if im late or not for the snow day req 🤧 can i req this with lando? tysm 🧡

all too well - bad breakup, you lost your self-esteem, why not you? "i can still remember it like it was yesterday"

IM BACK! my semester started the other day and i’ve been busy as fuck but don’t worry we’re cleaning out the inbox today!

anon, i hope you enjoy this! i’m so sorry it took so long 🥲 i had to include a fluff ending bc im too much of a hopeless romantic

cleaning out my inbox

the house was empty, quieter than normal as you sat on the couch. the ran pattered against the roof, droplets dripping down the glass that mirrored the tears on your cheeks.

it had been a few months since you broke up. his busy schedule and yours intermingling only causing more harm than good. you felt like you never got to see him, and when he was home you were always busy. obviously you knew what you were getting into with his profession, under the impression that you both could make it work.

but after six months of trial and error, you both decided that despite the overwhelming amount of love you had for each other. there was no one else who could compare to him. there was no better feeling then the love you had for each other.

your friends had all played the classic ‘boys suck’ and ‘find someone knew’ cards when in reality it took all of you not to book the first flight to whichever city he was in that week and get wrapped up in him all over again. to breathe in the smell of his cologne and laundry detergent, the smell that felt like home.

your thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door. you wiped your tears quickly, glancing down at the time on your phone and wondering who was paying you a visit this late in the evening. especially unannounced.

you unlocked the door and opened it to reveal the man who had infiltrated your thoughts for the past three months. gorgeous green eyes meet yours, brown curls stuck to his forehead because of the rain. backpack resting on his shoulders as a small carry on luggage sat beside him. he wasn’t really sure what urged him to tell the uber driver to drop him off at your doorstep instead of his own place, but he was glad he did the moment your eyes met.

“sorry,” he mumbled softly, awkwardly shifting after taking in the silence between you, “i should’ve texted.”

you shook your head, opening the door for him to seek shelter from the rain, “it’s okay, come in.”

he did as you told him to, leaving his bags and shoes by the door as you made your way into the kitchen. he shrugged off his hood, running a hand through the wet curls as you reached up on your tippy toes for a mug, “want some tea? it’ll warm you up,”

“teas good,” he nodded, sending you a soft smile, “thanks.”

you turned the stove on, fire igniting under the kettle, turning to face him on the opposite side of the island.

“why’re you-?”

“were you-“

you both started at the same time, exchanging a slight chuckle before he shook his head, “you first, your questions probably more important than what i was gonna ask.”

you nodded, licking your lips, “i was just gonna ask why you’re here,” you said, immediately rambling after, “- not that i mind, i did say my door was always open if you needed something but…”

you trailed off and he nodded, swallowing thickly, “i don’t really know, to be honest,” he said, suddenly more interested in his fingers as he broke eye contact, “i’ve been thinking about you and what happened between us over the past few months and i,” he took a deep breath, “i missed you.”

you bit down on your lower lip, “lando-“

“i know, i know,” he said, finally looking up to meet your eyes again, “i should’ve probably texted, and i had this entire speech rehearsed in the car from the airport but when i saw you, it all kind of just went out the window. i can go if you want me to-“

“no,” you cut him off, “no, i don’t want you to go.”

he nodded, “i just felt like telling you i still loved you in person was a better idea rather than telling you over the phone.”

you heart stopped, jumping up to your throat. you didn’t know what to say, you hadn’t really thought about what you’d say if he ever came back. you just assumed he had moved on and forgot everything about you, just like every other man had.

but he wasn’t like those guys. that being the key reason you fell in love with him to begin with.

“and i’m sorry for being so shitty,” he said, “for not being the perfect boyfriend to you. i know it’s a slim chance, but if you’re willing to work it out, so am i. i want everything life has to offer with you.”

you swallowed the lump in your throat, “i’m sorry, too,” you breathed out, “i wasn’t totally understanding about your career and how hectic it was. if im being honest, i never stopped loving you. even when you were gone, i couldn’t keep my mind off of you.”

he approached you now, coming to stand in front of you. you smiled gently up at him as he spoke, “a complete redo, for the both of us, a clean slate - if that’s okay with you?”

you nodded, “very much so, yeah.”

he smiled down at you, his arms winding around your waist as yours wrapped around his neck. he hugged you tightly against his body, the smell of his cologne filling your senses. the smell of him; home.

the tea kettle whistling pulled you apart, you reaching to turn to the stove off as you grabbed the kettle. he watched you with love filled eyes as you made the tea, holding his mug out to him with a smile when you prepared it to his liking.

you remembered.

“so,” you said, smiling over the rim of the mug, “tell me everything i missed.”

[helenrourke]

December Writing Progress Wrap-up

Today I decided that on the last Saturday of every month I want to share my writing progress.  That way I can look back and see what I did or was inspired by in previous months.  December was a big month for me. After years of procrastination, I finally sat down and began to write fics I’ve been wanting to write for years now.  I’m proud of myself for finally gaining the courage to join the AO3 community and I hope to continue to be a part of it in 2025.

What I published

This is Me – Was a Camp Rock Inspired Seiya x Usagi fic, heavily inspired by an unfinished fanfic I wrote in the 2010s.  I honestly wrote this fic because I read a Tumblr post about reading our old bad fanfiction for funsies and this was the result of it.  I am honestly glad I did this.  Not only did I get to write a scene I always wanted to write, but this fic was also a tribute to a dear friend of mine who passed away who was part of the Camp Rock fanfiction community back in the day.  I hope she liked that the first fic I wrote was inspired by her love of fanfic.  Even though she never really got my love of Sailor Moon.

I’m Giving You the Fire – was the unasked for but written sequel in the same universe as This is Me.  This fic again is a Usagi x Seiya fic, except from Chibiusa’s POV, who in this fic is Usagi’s cousin.  This fic was heavily inspired by rereading my old fic outline and seeing how excited I have been about writing this scene taking place during Camp Rock 2 sequel I had planned.  However, I never got that far to begin with.  I’m glad I finally got to write that scene, and I had fun with it.

The Imperial House – This is the fic I was most excited to post.  I had planned on releasing it in January 2025.  However I had so much inspiration, I was able to post the Prologue and Act One early.  This fic is my Goong inspired, Hana Yori Dango fic where Tsukushi finds out she’s engaged to grandson of the Emperor of Japan.  The Imperial House is the first book of a planned trilogy and is my focus when it comes to writing longer fics.  Honestly, I’m glad it’s finally out and that people are enjoying it. I've had this story in my head since 2020 and I'm glad to be finally writing it out.

Currently Writing

The Imperial House –  I’m currently focusing on having a backlog written since grad school takes a lot out of me and I want to try to post a chapter a month.  However, I know real life happens.  Currently the first drafts of Act Two through Act Four have been written and I am currently writing the first draft of Act Five as of posting this.  The story has been completely outlined, so hopefully I can try to stay on track.

Future Goals for January

Mene – is a Hana Yori Dango Au - Canon Divergence Tsukushi x Akira one-shot that I’m working on as a side project.  I know I said I was planning on working on it one day, but I got a really good idea while working at my job today. It’s currently in the drafting stages and I have no estimate of when I’m releasing it.

The Imperial House – The goal is to finish editing and finalizing Act Two and post it in mid-January.

Final Thoughts

toxic till the end – is the AU - Non-powers Seiya x Usagi one-shot I wrote while listening to the album Rosie at 1AM when I couldn’t sleep after Christmas.  I hadn’t planned on publishing it because it’s about a toxic relationship. However, a fellow AO3 writer @purplesoil who I was chatting with a few days back encouraged me too.  The plans are to release it on New Years Day.

I want to give a quick shoutout to both @sojirosteacup (who is also an author on AO3 and you should check their blog to get a link to their account) and @hana-yori-dango-forever who have been nothing but nice to me since I've started my fanfic writing journey.  Both of them have encouraged me to write my fics, offer me advice, promote my stories, and listen to my rants about my works.  Honestly if it wasn’t for your both I would have given up writing my story, before I even started.

Anyway, writing in 2024 was great, looking forward to growing more in 2025.

[saviorpilled]

confliction is what makes the heart.

(3laf rp)

vyris found maria just where they had left her.

the space was pitch black, but distorting shapes of deep blues shifted all around them, nearly mimicking earth’s trees and falling leaves. the only light was the golden sword maria was sitting before in a position of faux prayer with that damned thread laid across both her palms. her back was turned to them but she shifted and corrected her posture as vyris grew closer.

the last time either of them were here there was bloodshed. the two of them nearly ceased to be.

they were so tall standing over her. the faint warbling sound of their body and the click of their robotic arm finally got her to turn around, eyes fixed on theirs.

it had been a long few months since either of them had been together in person. despite their spats and threats, vyris found no reason to intimidate now. they kneeled down beside maria. she watched every move they made but noted their lack of weaponry. a surprise to say the very least.

she let go of the thread, leaving it to gently wave around in the nonexistent wind.

the silence was suffocating. vyris scoffed.

“of all places,” they droned. their voice sounded just as maria remembered it: deep, with that slight, yet so distinctly them, static trill lacing every word. “did you just bring me here to take my other arm?”

maria averted her gaze to the ground below them. she knew they were only joking yet it still stung, pierced like a knife. oh the irony.

“no,” she shook her head shamefully. “i’ve learned my lesson.”

her hand subconsciously found its way to her own arm, the one mirroring vyris’ prosthetic. her thumb idly brushed across her sleeve.

another beat of silence.

“i frankly don’t know why you’ve turned down the idea.”

maria was quiet for a second while pondering her choice of words. “i know… that you think you’re doing something right and smart, but like i had said, you and i both know how this is going to end.”

“you don’t know anything-“

“i think i know more than you, vyris.”

they turned finally to look at her. maria’s gaze was still to the ground.

“ive known pest far longer than you have, much deeper than you. your ‘observations’ don’t mean shit. you don’t know him the way that i do. your strives for perfection is nothing but a death wish.”

vyris huffed, adjusting the clear mask over their mouth. “but what if it did somehow manage to clamor out on top, hm? will i get to laugh and say i told you so?”

maria balled up her fists.

“if he wins, even if it just gets close, sure. but i know without a doubt it will not be a victory because of your trials. you will not fix pest. there is nothing to fix.”

vyris looked to the sword. they stood and drew closer to it, long, clawed fingers settling gently on the tip of the hilt.

“it’s not fixing. it’s awakening. our world is… cruel, uncertain, beyond here is even worse. pest- the program is far too fragile. to be a bridge you must be sturdy.”

maria said nothing.

vyris continued their nonsensical ramblings.

“i still cannot get it through my head why you are so against this. you want me gone one minute, but i ask for your agreement to freedom and yet, you deny deny deny.” as they spoke they circled the sword. they trampled over the slack of the thread with each step. “what if i just took your soul from you? pierced your chest with my own hand and wrenched it out? shouldn’t i just take what i want? ‘could call it payback.”

“you wouldn’t dare.” maria stood, stepping backwards to put even more distance between the two of them. “you got your payback the moment it happened.”

vyris laughed. “‘i’m glad you think you scare me,’ yeah right.”

they stopped, hand still rested on the hilt. they stared directly at maria with all three of their irisless eyes.

“i don’t wish to argue anymore. i want a straight answer: why are you denying this?"

maria hesitated. there was no point in trying to skirt around this anymore. vyris was annoyingly persistent, and so she ultimately decided to spare herself the headache.

“your strives for perfection are parallel to my reasoning. you want things to be exactly as you think it should be for the sake of your own gain. i want unity. i wish you were gone, i wish you didn’t exist because you’re nothing but a reminder of everything i failed to be-“

vyris froze, eyes growing wide. that was… something.

“-im no protector, no hero. you talk so much about ‘correcting’ pest to make us all whole again. but there truly is nothing to fix. you trying to change him will only make things worse. and i don’t see how you don’t see that. pest does not recognize complexities. there is only good and bad. you pushing and pushing is doing nothing but solidifying that distrust. things will not change the way you want them to.”

maria let out a breath before continuing. she was avoiding all eye contact with her other half.

“pest wants you dead. more than anything.”

“and you let it return to my dwelling?”

“i was scared of you being impulsive in relation to his absence. he… doesn’t know. about the thread.”

vyris sighs loudly. “you need to tell it.”

“i know! but i just- i don’t know how!” maria’s body tensed. vyris almost felt bad for her. “i’m terrified because what if it ruins things?”

“you rather risk your life, everything that you’ve built, for the sake of comfort?”

…

“i guess so. what a fool i am.”

vyris takes a long breath, finally drawing away from the sword.

“it has to be you.”

“i know.”

“im not stopping my progress. i’m not stopping my creations. it’s much too late now. my analysis will continue regardless, and plans will not be altered. but you must tell him. sooner rather than later, preferably.”

“will you let me see him?”

“yes. for one night. after that it’s back to work.”

“right.”

vyris then walked past her, away from the sword, away from their thread, away from the swirling static colors making up their version of a sky. each step of their boot clicked. each click slowly turned to the deafening cry of cicadas.

until suddenly it was quiet again.

and once more the princess was left with nothing to guide her but the light of her sword.

[aerodaltonimperial]

It’s nearing mid-December, I’m loopy as shit due to being heavily medicated for preschool germs that finally took me out, and that means I am gonna be REALLY SAPPY about fandom and fic and stuff for a hot minute, sorry in advance lol.

When 2024 started, fandom was, for me, kind of a shit show. We still didn’t know what was happening with Jack or if he’d ever come back to AEW and were heading into month five of his complete social media exile and disappearance. I had lost most of my OG fandom group after I deliberately walked away from the pairing I’d built my entire fandom reputation on. I was really feeling the effects of the overall decline across all fandoms of engagement and interaction, as things became less community-oriented and more of the (still true) TikTok content creation expectation that we’re still struggling against. It was a tough time! I really wasn’t sure I would stay! (In fact, in January of ‘24, I actually did step away for awhile, thinking I was probably done.)

The year 2024 starting saw me in this fandom writing almost solely for a pairing that A) did not exist prior to me getting obsessed with them in the spring of 2023, B) had not interacted in canon since May of 2023, C) half of whom was not even known to be ALIVE as the new year rolled over, and D) had never, ever been fandom darlings, let alone an actual thing beyond me dragging a few friends into rarepair hell with me.

That’s a really difficult way to be in a fandom! It can get lonely and difficult to keep motivation, and I feel like wrestling in general is hard anyway, simply because of the sheer number of characters and pairings and every single person in this fandom has attached themselves to something different. It’s a tough fandom to be in if you are creating, for sure, because you are really at the mercy of so much outside your control, haha.

We are ending 2024 in a way I never could have predicted, and I’m just so grateful for everyone who has been here or joined in this year or just supported me continuing to write the same crap all the time even if you don’t care much for them! 💚 Thanks to the feud I could not possibly have anticipated actually getting in canon, I was able to find so many new friends this year in fandom. We hit 100 works in the pairing tag before my birthday! I know it’ll never hit the numbers that the OG pairings in this fandom have, but that’s okay, and that was never anything I even expected. I’m just so happy that people are still open to reading my stuff and that I’ve got so many new people to flail excitedly with!

That’s really the part of fandom that matters to me: community. I love flailing with people, and being excited about stuff with people, and bouncing ideas off people. I love creating with people, because for me, that’s what it’s always been about. Being the sole creator gets really isolating, even if you love what you’re doing. And losing my original group I created with definitely factored into how tough I found times this past year and a half.

I didn’t get into this fandom expecting to make waves or anything, haha. I’m still kind of surprised that this rarepair ever took off and got as big as it has managed to, given everything. I wrote a shit ton of words this year as I dealt with the aftermath of finally admitting I failed at traditional publishing, and I’m beyond grateful that people took time out of their lives to read my silly fics. Sometimes people tell me that my fics made them smile on a bad day, or that they go back and reread old ones because they really like them, and I’ll never be able to explain how much that means to me to hear. I am so, so glad that I can make a handful of people happy with what I write. 💚

2024 was a weird year for me. My relationship with writing has fundamentally changed, probably forever, in the wake of failure. This fandom has had some real ups and downs for me that have changed the way I interact with people here. But I’ve also written some things I’m really, really proud of this year. And I’ve made some new friends who are so important to me through fandom. In the end, I’m still here, and I’m still finding joy in creating (when the depression isn’t bad), and I’m just really glad that you are here, too. Thanks for being part of things with me, everyone. 💚