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luvbugs-blog · 2 years ago

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one bed? - featuring the aot boys

today we have: jean, bertholdt, and reiner

in which: there's only one bed? lmao have fun! note that in reiner's part, you are a warrior that escaped back to marley with reiner after the shiganshina arc.

warnings: none. i have extreme paranoia when it comes to me writing smut, so you will not see some from me until i get better (i am literally touch-starved, so i feel like anything i write will be cringe)!

author's note: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know what to write next. i'm literally out of ideas. either in the comments, or in my messages. i will appreciate ANYTHING.

jean

"alright everyone," hange says, "go to your respective rooms. we'll meet back up in the morning and explore some more!" she turns to leave with onyankopon and levi who were staying in a nearby hotel as to not draw too much attention.

you look around for jean, sasha, and connie who were also staying in this hotel with you. as soon as you went to grab sasha to room with, connie swooped in, and the two were so excited that they were going to have a "sleepover". you heave a small sigh.

"don't sound too disappointed." jean says, giving you a small smile. "sad you're stuck with me tonight?"

"never." you say, bumping your shoulder with his. "it will just be much harder to keep an eye on those two." jean's smile slowly slides off his face.

"oh yeah." not much you can do about it now. you grab jean's hand and pull him to go find your room.

"this is actually so interesting, being in marley. i can't believe they have actual cars!" you say excitedly, smiling while looking out the window. you couldn't believe how advanced this place is.

"you sound like hange now! keep it down before your dumbass gets us caught." you give jean a little smack.

"oh shut up." the two of you finally reach the room, and as jean opens the door, he stops halfway into the room.

"hey! get out of my way, horse-face!" jean turns to look at you, his face a little red.

"i think they gave us the wrong room." confused, you look around jean to see there is only one bed in the entire room.

"oh." the thought of spending the night with your best friend in the same bed also made you a little pink. much to your relief, jean didn't see because he was too busy hurrying to use the bathroom. in reality, he was trying to calm himself down, but you didn't know that.

your stomach was swirling as jean finally came out of the bathroom, his face wet, like he had washed it. you had to look away. of course you were nervous. you've had a crush on the man for quite a while now. but you'd rather die than admit that.

an awkward, uncomfortable silence blanketed the room. until jean spoke up. "I honestly think we should just share it. it's pretty big. and we've grown up together. it won't be awkward."

that's a relief. "yeah. as long as your big horse feet won't kick me in the middle of the night."

"hey! my feet are normal shaped!" you giggle, the previous tension gone. "yeah yeah."

the two of you chat a little bit before calling it a night. you tuck yourself under the covers, turning your back to jean. "i hope you don't snore."

"guess you'll find out tonight." the two of you try sleeping, and for a few hours, it was successful. until the room got incredibly cold. you shuffle closer to jean, but it wasn't helping all that much. you turn around, facing jean, who looked fast asleep.

"hey." silence. "hey!" nothing. so you start poking his face, and he flinches. "what?" now you're embarrassed.

"nevermind."

"oh no. you didn’t wake me up for nothing." he pokes your face. "what do you want?"

"can you hold me?"

"what?!"

"i'm cold!"

"oh. alright then, come here."

"really?"

"yes, y/n. now hurry up." so you weasel your way into his arms, sinking into his chest. he is so warm.

and in the morning, when he wakes up before you, he'll let you sleep, with your leg around his waist and his arms around you. maybe he will finally work up the courage to ask you out.

bertholdt

you were shaken. of course you were, you were kidnapped. the last thing you remember is walking away with armin on the wall, and you could faintly hear hange talking to moblit about titans that could dig. but you wake up on a tree, in the forest which was surrounded by titans. you see ymir awake, scowling at two men up on higher trees. is that eren over there? you have to blink because it's so bright, but when it finally comes into focus, you realize it's reiner and bertholdt. oh yeah. the traitors. you start breathing heavily, thinking about how it's your lover up there. ymir tries to calm you down, her eyes wide, but it doesn't work. how could he do this to you. was everything fake? were your friends still alive. why were you here? you start feeling faint, and feel hot tears pooling at your eyes. you faintly hear the screeching of odm gear coming closer, and you hear bertholdt talking to ymir, but it's too late, and you pass out once again.

when you awaken a second time, it's night. you have to adjust your eyes to try to figure out where you are. but all you see are stars. you're on the wall. you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"y/n?" you turn your head without moving your body and see him. bertholdt, who's eyes are red and swollen. you reach your hand up to hold his face but then think better of it. you let your hand fall.

"i'm so sorry. y/n, i'm so sor-"

"bertholdt!" you recognize reiner's voice and lift your body up, with his hand on your back. you shove his hand away, ignoring the hurt look on his face. you see reiner and ymir coming your way. while bertholdt and reiner whisper to each other, ymir comes to check on you.

"are you alright?" you shrug. which earns a sad smirk from ymir. shortly after, bertholdt returns to kneeling next to you, but not saying anything. after a while, you find your voice.

you turn your head to bertholdt and ask, "how did i get here?" he flinches at your strained tone, but softly explains what happened while reiner and ymir set up sleeping bags they found in the district below. you also find out the truth about bertholdt's background. about him being from marley, his mission, why he decided to become a warrior. he explained about his sick father and the oppression he received just because he was eldian.

and suddenly, your heart was conflicted. there was life outside of the walls. but they weren't free. they had the same blood you did, and they were being tortured for it. but they killed so many innocent people from inside the walls. those people didn't know what they were dying for. they didn't deserve to die. you wanted to yell and scream at him, but you also wanted to comfort him. so you cried. you cried and cried and fell into him because you were weak, and despite hating him for all he had done, you loved him. and he held you as you cried, and eventually he started crying with you. so the two of you cried until there were no tears left. in the silence left behind, you whispered to him, "take me with you. take me home with you." too weak to argue, he agreed. he placed a soft kiss on your forehead and wiped away your tears.

"ok."

what felt like hours later, reiner came to drop off the sleeping bag.

"i'm sorry, but we could only find three." while bertholdt starting insisting you take it, you just stand up and take the sleeping back from reiner, giving the man a hug, which surprised him.

"thank you. one is enough. we can share." and so you did.

you held onto his long ass body and just held each other, oozing comfort the both of you needed.

reiner

while porco and pieck were mocking him from behind, you were at his side, giggling at his little pout. you intertwined your arm with his and put your head on his shoulder, causing the two goons to laugh and mock even more. but the two of you didn't care. you guys were considered pretty close before, but after returning from paradise, the two of you were inseparable. the two of you walked along the festival, reiner occasionally having to stop to pay for gabi and the others, but never separating from you.

"oh, reiner!" pieck says, "don't forget about the meeting we have tomorrow." the both of you sigh.

"we haven't forgotten pieck," he replies. you detach yourself from reiner when you see porco beckoning to you. while reiner and pieck chatted, you were able to talk a bit with porco. the two of you wandered for a bit before reiner came to pull you away, looking a bit jealous, which porco wouldn't let him live down.

the two of you follow the children around until they get too tired and full from all the festival food. while reiner is dragging gabi around, the two of you talk about the trek you will have to make for the meeting.

"we should rent a hotel room. that way we won't have to get up too early tomorrow to travel."

"good idea!" so after dropping off the children at their respective homes, the two of you hitch a ride to the hotel nearest to HQ where the meeting was taking place. when the two of you check in, you only ask for one room, but two separate beds.

however, when the two of you went to go to sleep, there was only one bed. although, it didn't bother you two that much, as the two of you often slept over together.

so when it was time for bed, the two of you crawled in together, immediately cuddling together. you lay your head on his chest and he holds you. this was how you often found comfort when the two of you first got back from the island, often crying about bertholdt, annie, and the comrades you considered friends. and the two of you haven't stopped this little routine, even years later.

but this time felt a little different. reiner was holding you more tightly than usual. but you couldn't bring yourself to ask why because you were too tired. as you were falling asleep, you hear him whisper, "I love you." not that you would know this, but he had been telling you this for a long time when you were sleeping. so it quite surprise to him when you opened your eyes and smiled.

"I love you too." you slowly press a kiss to his lips and he graciously returns it.

author's note (again): will there be a part two? idk yet. let me know if y'all want one in the comments section. (and i know you saw my author's note up top. *suspicious side eye* you better tell me what to write next)

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cherryrainn · 2 years ago

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hii can u pls write onceler (dom) smut w a fem reader????

YEAH I CAN!! i dunno what to do for the story since you didn't ask for one, so i'm just going to write something random, hope it's okay!

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— eternal embrace

onceler (greedler) x reader

the room was bathed in the warm, golden hues of the setting sun, creating a cozy and intimate atmosphere. you sat comfortably on the window sill, enjoying a peaceful moment in the presence of your boyfriend, onceler. as he sauntered into the room, a confident smirk played on his lips.

"well, well, well, look who we have here," onceler remarked, his voice laced with playful arrogance. he ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his light-blue eyes fixated on you with a mischievous glint. "if it isn't my favorite partner in crime, sitting there, stealing the view."

he closed the door behind him, striding towards you with a self-assured swagger. leaning against the wall, he crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow. "you know, y/n, i can't help but be so captivated by your presence. it's like a magnet, drawing me in with that irresistible charm of yours."

onceler took a deliberate step closer, his voice dropping to a seductive undertone. "you've got this way of turning heads wherever you go, babe. it's no wonder they say i'm the lucky one to have you by my side."

a smug smile played on his lips as he continued, his voice filled with unabashed confidence. "i've gotta admit, being with you, it's like having the key to the world. we make quite the pair, don't we?"

he reached out, lightly tracing a finger along your cheek. "but let's not keep it all business, babe. let's indulge in some well-deserved fun. tonight, we'll create our own adventure, just you and me. no rules, no limits."

he gave a wicked grin, eyes dancing with barely contained excitement. "we're gonna have us a time that'll last till dawn." as you stared at him, mouth agape, you felt your heart quicken. "so, whaddya say, love? wanna play nice and cozy with me?" you nodded slowly, still unable to speak.

onceler smirked, his hands sliding up your sides, cupping your breasts. "that's better. now, hold on tight, 'cause i'm about to show you a whole lotta love."

he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you as he kissed you deeply, his tongue flicking out to tease your bottom lip. you felt yourself melt beneath his touch as he pressed you against the wall, kissing you feverishly. your legs parted, instinctively wanting more, and onceler obliged, pushing your skirt up over your hips.

onceler broke from your kiss, pulling back for air, his lips lingering on yours. "oh, you're a naughty little thing," he whispered.

you glanced down, noticing how his pants had slid further down, revealing the length of his thighs. as his fingers traced the curve of your spine, his gaze met yours, causing a shiver to run down your spine. you felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment at his blatant flirting, and didn't even bother trying to hide it.

"what would you like, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "tell me what you'd like, and i promise you, you'll get it."

you gulped, feeling flushed and breathless as you struggled to form the words.

"i...um..."

onceler leaned in again, his hands roaming freely across your body. "do you like the way i taste?" he breathed, sliding his hand between your thighs.

you shuddered, arching your back, moaning softly. "tell me if you like it."

onceler's fingers slipped inside you, gently stroking your wet flesh. you moaned, throwing your head back, shuddering as pleasure coursed through you.

onceler's grin widened, a devilish sparkle in his eye. "you like that, huh? i knew you were a dirty girl."

his fingers moved faster, rubbing you in a circular motion, making you whimper.

"you see, i could stop right now," he purred. "but i think you'd rather i didn't."

you gasped, gripping the fabric of his tailcoat in your fists. "yes," you breathed. onceler smiled, his fingers slowing their movements as he pulled away, gazing into your eyes. "good girl."

he slid his hands back to your waist, lifting you onto your tiptoes, his arms wrapping around your bare back. you laid your hands on his shoulders, watching as he began to unbutton his tie. as the buttons came undone, a flush crept up his neck, making his eyes glow with desire.

"oh, love," he breathed. he pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. you gazed hungrily at him, admiring every inch of his physique.

onceler's fingers grazed your collarbone, his thumb brushing across your throat. "here we are," he said, kissing your neck, his hand moving down your chest.

you parted your legs, allowing him access to you, already glistening with arousal. he dipped a finger inside again, your moans muffled by his lips.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as he thrust his fingers in and out of you, fucking you with slow, steady strokes

onceler pulled his hand free, sucking his digits clean. "your juices are so sweet," he murmured, staring into your eyes.

you nodded slightly, biting your lip. "please..." you muttered, your voice barely audible.

onceler moved between your legs, teasing your clit with feather-light touches. you panted softly, biting your lower lip. he finally slipped inside, stretching you open, eliciting a sharp cry from you.

"shh, just relax," he cooed, kissing your temple. "just let me take care of you."

as he spoke, he began to move in a slow rhythm, his thumbs rubbing against your sensitive flesh. his touch was gentle, yet firm, sending a pleasurable shiver down your spine.

"god, you're so beautiful," he murmured, running his hands over your body. "i could watch you forever."

you gripped his shoulder, shuddering as waves of pleasure coursed through you. you'd never been touched so tenderly, and it only made you crave more.

onceler glanced down, seeing how hard your nipples had become. he bent forward, capturing one with his lips, sucking it into his mouth, drawing out a deep moan from you.

you mewled, clutching the front of his shirt. "don't stop," you begged. "i need you to give me everything."

onceler sped up, plunging deeper inside you, making you gasp. you dug your nails into his neck, burying your face in his shoulder as he fucked you with quick thrusts.

he pulled free, he traced his fingertips down your stomach, grazing your clit, causing you to buck against him.

onceler chuckled, kissing the base of your neck. "you really do love it, don't you?"

you nodded, biting your lip. "please," you pleaded.

onceler grinned, placing his hand on your hip. "okay, baby, but just remember, you only get what you ask for. now, tell me, what do you want?"

you turned your head, meeting his eyes, your voice trembling. "i...i want you."

"all yours, my love," he said, bending down to capture your lips in a searing kiss.

onceler's member slipped inside you again, eliciting another sharp cry from you. he drew back, gazing into your eyes as he pushed inside, you cried out, wrapping your arms around his neck, burying your face against his shoulder.

onceler stroked your thigh, him moving inside you, playing with your clit. you whimpered, rocking against him, desperate to feel more. as he rubbed himself against you, you bit your lip, your breathing heavy.

onceler's thrusts became quicker, his member becoming rougher. you moaned loudly, your hips buckling against him. you grabbed his arms, your nails digging into his skin, the pain only adding to the pleasure. as he pounded you, his hands slid up your torso, cupping your breasts.

onceler moaned softly, rubbing your breast. you cried out, grinding against him, your legs trembling as pleasure rushed through you, pooling between your thighs.

onceler growled, his hips slamming against yours as he poured his seed inside you. he collapsed, gasping for breath, his weight resting on you.

you glanced up at him, seeing the love in his eyes. "i love you," he whispered, brushing your hair from your face.

note; don't write smut often, so it may not be the best. but i tried!

#onceler #the lorax #greedler #greedler x reader #y/n #female reader #x reader #smut #hehehe

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onyxopossum · 1 year ago

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So um... have you thought about a singer! Reader and buggy comming in the bar/club?

Specifically refairing to covers of "house of asmodeus from hazbin hotel" or "think of me from phantom of the opera" and the clown captain (and his crew) just at aw at the powerful voice?

Oh my gosh, my first ever Ask!! Thank you Anon so so SO MUCH!

I can't say that I considered writing a singer! reader but your prompt is just so wonderful that I'm willing to give it a try!

I'm sadly not familiar with Helluva Boss (only watched season 1 so far), but how did you know I absolutely LOVE Phantom of the Opera. I got the chance to see it on Broadway before it ended, too!

(Thinking of Buggy as the Phantom wearing a mask to cover his nose–haha!)

Going with the female reader since "Think of Me" is sung by Christine.

Hope I meet your expectations Anon! 💜 Enjoy!

Buggy x Singer!FemaleReader

Music: "Think of Me" from Phantom of the Opera by Andrew Lloyd Webber

Theme: Fluff

No Warnings

You sat in front of the vanity mirror, carefully putting on your make-up for the evening. The main singer that evening had developed a cough and refused to perform that left the showtime manager no choice but to have you perform in their place. This was going to be your debut as the replacement headliner, and being nervous was the understatement of the year.

The showtime bar was fancy enough that it was frequented by some well-known characters, and that did not exclude high-bounty pirates or Marines; neither of which you particularly cared for but they sure did pay a lot. You sighed and checked yourself once more in the mirror and tried to calm your nerves.

You almost managed to calm down when a stagehand knocked on your door frame, "Y/N, you're on in fifteen," they paused and backtracked their hurried steps before sticking their head in your room, "it's nearly a full house tonight, bunch of those unsavory pirate types, too, from the looks of it. You got this, alright?" You glanced at them through the mirror and nodded. You waited for them to leave before sighing and trying to calm down all over again.

It was a full house full of higher society and marines towards the front with pirates trickling in from the sides and back. Towards the back of the showtime bar sat Captain Buggy and a few members of his crew–Mohji, Cabaji, and Alvida. They sat in the shadows trying not to draw too much attention to themselves while still having a clear view of the stage; Buggy had been in a particularly disagreeable mood for the past few days, so his crew hoped some entertainment would make him less insufferable. They knew Buggy had a soft spot for more theater-esque performances and tonight's performances sounded right up his alley– or so they hoped.

Behind the curtain you were in position and ready. You heard the music begin and you held your hands together to try and stop your trembling. The curtain raised and you were blinded by the spotlight. You could not fully see your audience but you could feel the eyes of the patrons all on you now. You tuned out the rest of the world around you except for the music and focused on your voice; right now nothing else mattered except proving to yourself you had what it took to perform.

Think of me, think of me fondly

When we've said goodbye

Remember me, once in a while

Please promise me you'll try

When you find that once again, you long

To take your heart back and be free

If you ever find a moment

Spare a thought for me…

From the audience Buggy had been grumbling to himself until you began to sing. He quickly hushed Cabaji and Mohji before becoming entranced at your voice. Your every movement under the light, every inflection of your voice, the rise and fall of your chest as you exhale and inhale breath with each line.

Think of me, think of me waking

Silent and resigned

Imagine me trying too hard

To put you from my mind

Recall those days

Look back on all those times

Think of the things we'll never do

There will never be a day

When I won't think of you…

Buggy did not know who you were, but in his mind, it was only him and you. His mouth hung slightly agape as he was lost in your voice. It soothed him and washed over him, sweeping away his frustrations and leaving him lost in the moment, in your moment.

Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade

They have their season, so do we

But please promise me that sometimes

You will think of me.

With your final note the music ended and the crowd erupted in thunderous applause. You bowed and smiled, catching your breath before taking a few steps back and the curtain closing.

Buggy was on his feet the moment the song ended clapping enthusiastically. Even his crew was amazed at the sheer power of your voice. As the curtain fell Buggy's clapping slowed to a stop before a wide grin spread across his face. Cabaji, Mohji, and Alvida knew that look all too well.

Buggy wanted you, and one way or another he was going to figure out how to make you join his crew.

#buggy the clown #one piece buggy #buggy one piece #op buggy #live action buggy #live action buggy the clown #opla buggy #opla buggy the clown #buggy x reader #buggy #opla buggy the clown x reader #buggy the clown x reader #one piece #x reader

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links-in-time · 6 months ago

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Imposter

I'm sure this fic was requested by an Anon. But I cannot find the request! Anyway, this has kind of evolved into a slightly longer fic but we'll see where it goes after this.

Wars feels guilty that his adventure wasn't like the others. He doesn't think he's a true hero.

"And after Rauru and Sonia's spirits helped Zelda turn back into Hylian form, I caught her in mid air and we splashed down into a lake on the surface." Wild gesticulated, as he explained the climax of his story.

The others looked on from their spots gathered around the fire. Staring at Wild with rapture and intrigue. Even Time looked more engaged with the narrative than usual.

"Of course it wasn't long after that I found you guys again. But I hope I can get back to Zelda sooner rather than later. I think we've spent long enough apart by now." Wild concluded, his eyes falling to gaze into the fire.

"Wow! Two adventures and so close to one another." Wind observed, eyes wide while he had listened to Wild's tale.

"Yeah, I barely held myself together when my Zelda was taken by Demise. I don't know if I could have coped with going through that a second time." Sky sighed, gripping his sailcloth a little tighter around his shoulders.

"Two adventures is nothing, wait until you have a few more under your belt then I'll be more interested in your antics Champion!" Legend scoffed, taking a swig from his canteen.

"Just because you've had more adventures than the rest of us, doesn't make ours any less significant," Four pointed out, staring daggers at the Vet.

At that moment, Twilight happened to glance across the fire at Wars, who had remained odly quiet throughout Wild's story, and their present conversation. He sat a little outside the circle around the fire. A canteen in his hands and his bowl of stew half eaten on the ground beside him.

This wasn't particularly odd or interesting. Wars often forgot to finish his food. Lost in thought or stressing over the rest of the Chain. Always looking out for everyone else and letting his own needs slide. Twilight made a mental note to make sure Wars ate a good breakfast in the morning.

"Alright that's enough chat for one night," Time insisted, rising to his feet and giving his back a crack as he stretched. "Wars, who's on first watch?"

A few of them looked to Wars for his answer, but he didn't respond.

"Warriors?" Time asked again, then a little louder, "Captain?!"

Wars jerked to attention, so violently that he dropped his canteen, which landed with a clatter against his bowl.

"Ah, shit! What's going on?" He asked, staring around until his eyes rested on Time.

"It's bed time Cap, who's on first watch tonight?" Time asked again, a little slower.

"Oh, er it's Sky's watch first tonight." Wars replied, drawing up his pre-arranged watch schedule in his brain.

"Right, you heard the man, Sky you're on watch. Everyone else get some shut eye. We'll break camp in the morning," Time announced, before spreading out his bed roll and curling up for the night.

The others wandered to their beds in dribs and drabs, until Sky was the only one left beside the fire. He added a few more sticks and branches to keep the warm blaze aglo. His eyes drifted over the sleeping forms of his brother's and he smiled at the peaceful expressions on most of their faces. Though he noticed however that Wars appeared not to have fallen asleep.

He turned over on his bed roll and he caught Sky staring at him. With a heavy sigh Wars sat up and stretched his neck.

"I gotta go water a tree," he sighed, before heaving himself off the ground and wandering a little way away from camp to relieve himself.

When Wars returned he sat down near the fire instead of laying back down in his bed roll.

"Something on your mind Cap?" Sky asked quietly.

"Nothing much," Wars shrugged. A lie of course, but he didn't feel like talking about his feelings.

"You wanna talk about it?" Sky asked cautiously. He knew Warriors wasn't one for feelings talk, but he thought it worth asking anyway.

"Not really," Wars huffed.

They sat in silence for a while longer. Sky dragged his bag over to where he sat and pulled out his latest project. He had picked up an interesting looking branch in Wild's era. It had a beautiful grain of swirling grey hues and Sky was in the process of carving it into what Wars could tell was going to be a fish. He almsot told him to put it away. Hobbies were a distraction for whoever was on watch. But Wars stopped himself. They were both awake, what harm would it do to endulge sky in his hobby.

Wars watched Sky's hands work the wood over with his whittling knife. Carefully and deliberately removing strips of wood here and there. He was surprised by how long Sky took to make each cut. Turning the wood over and over in his hands before making a decision. Wars had always seen Sky as somewhat impulsive. Nowhere near as much as Hyrule or Wild, but there was still a child-like wonder about the young man.

"Argh!"

Both pairs of eyes shot towards Twilight as the man sat upright in his bedroll. Panting hard, Twilight pressed his palms into his eyes to push back the tears singing there. He sat for a moment while his breathing evened out and eventually his hands dropped into his lap. When Twilight glanced around he spotted Wars and Sky staring at him with mingled expressions of pity and concern.

"Nightmare," he mumbled, rubbing one of his eyes again.

"You okay?" Wars asked.

"Yeah, just," Twi paused and panted a little, sounding breathless, "think I might stay up for a while."

Twilight untangled himself from his bedroll. He always managed to get his legs wrapped up in his blanket. Then wandered back over to the fire. He plonked himself down close to Wars and sighed.

"Either of you have anything to drink? My water-skin is empty. Was gonna fill it up in the morning." Twilight asked, looking between Wars and Sky.

"Take mine." Wars insisted. Pulling out his canteen and offering it towards Twilight. "I filled it up while Wild was cooking supper."

"So that's where you disappeared to earlier," Twi remarked, taking the metal canteen gratefully.

He took a few swigs, occasionally shooting Wars a sideways glance.

"I didn't disappear," Wars protested. "I told Time I was going to get water and check there perimeter."

"I thought Four was checking the camp perimeter earlier?" Sky spoke up, pausing his carving work for a moment.

"Never hurts for two people to do a sweep," Wars pointed out, though he knew it was a pretty flimsy excuse.

"You don't trust Four to do a check?" Twi asked, eyebrow raised.

"No, no, no, not at all. That's not what I meant. Of course I trust Four. I trust all of you. I just... I like doing the perimeter check. It puts my mind at ease when I know for sure that we're safe."

The others looked at him sceptically. They had been travelling on this quest together for almost a month now. Trust had been a difficult thing for each of them to build. Turns out Heros tend to have a bit of a hero complex. Realising that each of the Links could take care of themselves and didn't need shielding during each battle had been a long lesson for all of them to learn.

Warriors was used to working in a team, but he was also used to leading. Being in charge. Being responsible. Those urges were proving difficult to let go of. He had other urges when it came to his friends. Specifically the two men seated around the fire with him. But he was definitely not going to do anything about that. Not unless they showed any sign of reciprocating those urges. Wars shook his head a little and scratched the back of his neck.

"Look, goddess knows I don't mean to offend anyone. I just like doing things the way I know how. And I get uneasy when I'm uncertain," Wars tried to explain without giving away too much.

"I understand that," Sky sighed. He set down his carving and his tools and folded his hands in his lap. "After I rescued Zelda I was still so paranoid. I used to patrol Skyloft each evening before we slept, even though there weren't any more monsters. When we used to stay on the surface I'd do the same thing. Walking around our camp until sunset. It took me a long time to feel safe again"

"Colin used to catch me staring up at the sky. I wouldn't realise I was doing it until he pointed it out. I was looking for Twilight portals. Unconsciously waiting for those beasts to fall from the sky and attack. I still do it from time to time. But not so much anymore."

Wars looked between Twilight and Sky, both briefly lost in their own thoughts. It seemed everyone else had been pulled into this adventure a long time after their own quests. While it had only been a few weeks since the end of the war. Only a few weeks since he had said goodbye to Mask and Tune. Time's past, Wind's future. His mess.

"I guess it's been a long time since I had much peace." Wars sighed.

Twilight reached out and laid a hand on Wars' arm. Wars glanced down at it, at the scars on Twi's hand, the roughness of his fingers. Part of him wished his clothes weren't in the way, the other was surprised Twilight had touched him at all.

"I hope it's not long before you do," Twilight uttered.

He fixed Wars with a gentle gaze, but a piercing one. Twilight's dark eyes met War's bright blue ones and something passed between them. A genuine feeling which knocked Wars back a little.

"Every hero deserves peace. We'll make sure you find it when this is all over Captain," Sky insisted, smiling a little brighter now.

"Thanks, but I don't really think I qualify anymore," Wars sighed, gently pulling his arm away from Twilight's grip.

"What are you talking about?" Twilight frowned, taken aback.

"I'm not..." Wars hesitated.

Was he really going to tell them how he felt? How Legend's teasing made him feel. How inadequate he felt compared to the rest of them. The reasoning behind his extra patrols and his constant mothering of them all. Apparently he was.

"I'm not like the rest of you. I'm not a real Hero."

Silence descended over their camp. Heavy and ringing with Wars' words. Sky and Twilight exchanged a look Wars didn't see. A moment later they looked back at their companion, head hanging and tears threatening hot and heavy behind his closed eyes.

"What's made you think that Link?" Twilight broke the silence.

Wars was surprised to hear Twi use his name. It had been a long time since they adopted their nicknames and he was so used to hearing it by now that his own name shocked him slightly. On Twilight's lips though it sounded soft and gentle.

"It's not such a stretch really. Legend's defeated Ganon a hundred times, Hyrule rescued two princesses, Time fought a Deamon! I did what any Captain devoted to his country would do. I lead my troops, I was loyal to my princess and those things helped us win the war. Nothing I did was special. I may have the Hero's spirit, but other than that my adventure pales in comparison to the rest of you. I didn't have to solve any clever puzzles to prove my worth. And to top it all off Ganon tricked us into getting his hands on the whole Triforce! What a failure of a Hero I turned out to be. Hylia must have been so proud." Wars scoffed.

He drew his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, drawing in on himself. Again there was a short silence and this time Sky broke it.

"You wanna talk about being a failure?!" Sky exclaimed, fixing Wars with a hard stare. "I'm the one who got you all cursed in the first place. All because I was to weak to kill my enemy."

"Now that's nonsense if ever I heard it," Twilight protested. "Showing mercy is never a weakness Sky, you know that."

"Yeah, still doesn't make Demise's curse any less real does it. Anyway, that's not the point. The point I was trying to make was, Wars, you're not the only one who Ganon tricked or hoodwinked into getting what he wanted."

"Ain't that the truth. And who says you're not a hero because your adventure was so different to ours? And fuck Legend!" Twilight exclaimed. "He may have more quests under his belt, but he's never been responsible for anyone but himself. You lead armies, Wars. I can't say I'd have the knowledge or the skill to do that. I didn't know hardly anything about fighting when I started out. I had to learn it all on the way. Hylia would have been lucky to have you instead of me to save my time."

The sound of his name had roused Legend. One eye open he kept his back to the fire to listen to the rest of their conversation in secret.

"Legend's right though. I wouldn't know the first thing about how to escape a dungeon if I got stuck in one." Wars continued, mumbling into his scarf.

"Legend talks too much. And if you ask me I think Hylia chose the nine of us for a reason," Sky replied, hands on his hips.

"What do you mean?" Wars lifted his head a little.

"Well, there's definitely been more than nine heros in the history of Hyrule. From the stories you lot have told there must be tens of us throughout history. I remember Wild telling us the legend of the hero who fought Calamity Ganon a thousand years before his time. So I think the nine of us were chosen for a special reason." Sky explained.

As he spoke he shifted his gaze between Wars and Twilight, watching their expressions change from confusion slowly to understanding.

"So why do you think she chose me? A lackluster hero fresh off the battlefield." Wars huffed.

"Hey! There's nothing lackluster about ya Wars!" Twilight insisted, once again fixing him beneath his gaze.

"I think she chose you because of your particular skills. You're right when you say you're not like the rest of us. None of us has ever trained to work as a team before. None of us had to follow orders during our adventures but we sure as hell have benefited from it so far. Without your careful planning I'm sure we would have had a lot worse injuries to date." Sky furthered his explanation.

Wars started to see what Sky was getting at. It was true the other Links lacked any discipline, except perhaps for Sky and Time. But Wars knew what kind of little gremlin still resided inside the Old Man. It was also true that he had fallen into the role of strategist and second in command to Time. Who everyone essentially only followed because he was the oldest and most serious.

"Imagine if we just let Wild and Hyrule loose in a fight without one of your plans?" Twilight raised an eyebrow and gave Wars a knowing look.

Wars remembered the first few times they had fought monsters as a group. Wild and Hyrule's skills were undeniable, but by Hylia were they untamed. Wild had almost hit Sky as he unleashed a flurry of arrows into a hoard of bokoblins. With Sky in the middle. And Hyrule had summoned up a torrent of fire whish set the surrounding field ablaze. Wars shuddered.

"Okay I get your point there," he inclined his head a little and relaxed his posture a bit more.

"I agree with Sky," Twilight nodded. "I think we're all together for a reason. Quest or not, each of us brings somethin the rest don't have. It doesn't matter one bit you didn't get an adventure like the rest of us. You fought a fucking war! And if there's any justice in this world you'll be rewarded for your bravery."

Wars felt the tears burning afresh behind his eyes. This time however he didn't feel quite so sorry for himself.

"And dungeons aren't all Legend cracks them up to be anyway. They're deadly and annoying," Sky huffed.

"I can't tell you how many times I walked in and out of the same room trying to figure out where I was supposed to be going," Twilight added.

"Urgh! Getting lost is a pain!"

"Okay, I don't feel like I missed out quite so much now." Wars chuckled, dropping his knees to sit cross legged.

"Absolutely not, I wouldn't wish crawling through a dungeon or a temple upon anyone!" Twilight replied, adding his own laughter.

Wars felt, lighter somehow. Just talking to Twilight and Sky had settled the storm in his heart. He still wanted to be closer to them, but talking in confidence about his own fears and trepidations felt like enough for now.

"Thanks for listening guys. I think it helped."

"You're still gonna do extra patrols though, aren't you?" Twilight asked with a teasing note in his voice.

"Well, maybe," Wars admitted.

Sky and Twilight laughed and Wars enjoyed the music of their mirth.

"But only because I want to make sure you're all safe. I... I care about all of you. Even Legend. I know you can all take care of yourselves. I'd never deny that. I just, need to know you're safe." Wars tried to explain, feeling stupid again.

"We understand," Twilight urged. "If it makes you feel more comfortable, you can do whatever you need to."

"Speaking of needs, Sky, why don't you go to bed. I can see you hiding your yawn, it's not very subtle." Wars insisted, inclining his head towards Sky's bedroll.

"My shifts not over yet," Sky protested, his jaw snapping shut.

"It's okay. Twilight and I can finish yours and take the next one. Get some sleep Sky."

"As long as you're sure," Sky double checked, hands on his knees.

"I'm sure. And thank you Sky. I didn't realise how much I needed to talk," Wars replied. "Seems that's something we all share."

Sky gave him a nod before returning his things to his pack and rising to his feet.

"We're allways here if you need us Wars," said Sky, before he made the short walk to his bedroll and laid down.

Wars heard his breathing even out and a light snore escape Sky's lips only minutes after his head hit the ground.

"How does he do that?" Twi asked.

"I have no idea. But I think it's his skill I'm most jealous of."

They both chuckled, keeping their voices low. Once again Twilight caught Wars' eye, but suddenly dropped his gaze.

"Everything okay there Rancher?" Wars asked, trying to find Twilight's gaze again. But Twilight kept them deliberately down cast.

"Yeah, I was starin' sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry Twi. I've caught myself staring at you before..." the words were out before Wars could stop them.

They both froze. Wars found now that he was looking at Twilight, he couldn't look away. While Twilight's eyes were fixed on the grass in front of him. Neither of them knew what to say. Didn't know if they should say anything at all. The minutes stretched on and on and the fire crackled in the silence. Just when he thought he couldn't bare it any longer, Wars heard Twilight speaking softly.

"I noticed you lookin'." He said quietly, tentatively. "But I thought I was imagining it. Didn't think you'd be interested in someone like me."

"Wait what?" Wars frowned, he wasn't quite following Twilight.

"Didn't think a well put together city guy like you, would be interested in some farm hand like me."

"That's what you...? Twilight, I..." Wars tried to find the words to say what he wanted. But his brain seemed to be malfunctioning.

"S'okay. You don't have to say anything."

"Twi," Wars said softly. "I noticed you almost as soon as we met. I just didn't let myself think about it too much."

"Really?" Twilight asked, finally looking up at Wars beside him.

"Really."

At that moment they both realised just how closely they were sitting. Only a few inches between Wars' knee and twilight's thigh. Twilight made the first move, shuffling a little closer so that their legs were touching. Wars' breath hitched slightly at the contact and he stared at the place where they touched.

"This okay?" Twilight asked gently, eyeing Wars' reaction.

"Yeah, besides, it's kinda chilly tonight. And I'm not very tired."

"Yeah it is, shall I grab a blanket?" Twi asked.

"Mmm, no it's okay. You're pretty hot. I mean warm! You're body temperature is pretty warm!" Wars replied, stumbling over his words as he pressed his side into Twilight's body.

Twilight was warm and solid and the air between them felt slightly charged as Twilight chuckled. When Twilight slowly wrapped his arm around Warriors' shoulders, he felt safer than he had done in a very long time. Not just on his current misadventure, but since before the war. A warmth rose up within him. A feeling of peace and security. The weight on his shoulders lifted, as though Twilight's arm had shifted it aside.

"I didn't realise you were a cuddler," Twilight chuckled, the sound reverberating in his chest.

"Hmm, there's a lot you don't necessarily know about me Rancher," Wars replied, his eyelids drooping.

"I'd love to know you better Cap," Twi replied, speaking softly close to Wars' ear.

"Easy Twi, are you sure Sky is really asleep?"

"Would it be so terrible if he wasn't?" Twi teased.

"Maybe not," Wars considered. "I'm feeling warmer now."

"Good, wouldn't want our handsomest Link to catch a cold." Twi almost giggled, nudging Wars' blushing ear with his nose.

"Here I was thinking the same thing about you."

Twilight grinned broadly, showing his slightly exaggerated canines.

"So you think I'm handsome?"

Twilight's earlier shyness had evaporated. Something primal and possessive seemed to have come over him. Wars felt the shift in his friends body language and the tone of his voice. It tugged at his core, at his own desires. However, surrounded by the rest of the Chain, presumably sleeping soundly around them, they were stuck.

"And what if I do?" Wars asked in return.

"I'd say you needed to get your eyes tested, but that you're cute for saying so," Twilight chuckled.

Wars found his easy laughter endeering and he found himself smiling in return. Twilight shifted his head a little so they were facing each other more directly. His forehead rested gently against Wars'.

"Can I kiss you? I've been wanting to for ages. But I'll only do it if you say yes," Twilight asked, his words barely more than a whisper.

Wars' heart raced, though Twilight's eyes were closed he felt pinned by his gaze. As if Twi's question had shot through to his soul. A soul they supposedly shared. Wars parted his lips to speak, his breath hot and a little ragged.

"Yes, I'd like that."

Twilight hesitated just a moment longer and Wars thought he might have changed his mind. Then their noses brushed against one another. Then Twilight's lips touched Wars'. While Wars' lips were rather thin Twilight's were full and lush. He covered Wars' mouth with his own, gently claiming his lips. Wars' core trembled, but he kept his body still.

Twilight's arm around his neck rooted him to the ground. The warm lips against his stirred feelings he had long pushed deep down. Wars began to kiss back, moving his lips in a gentle dance, with Twilight as his partner. The Rancher drew back for a second, catching his breath. Wars tried to chase his warmth, but he didn't go far.

"Well... didn't know what kind of reaction I was expectin' but it sure wasn't this." Twilight chuckled, running a hand through his unruly hair.

"You feel so good Twi, I could kiss you forever," Wars huffed, drawing air into his starving lungs like he was drowning.

"You too. But I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be on watch. Or doesn't the Captain care about that sort of thing anymore?" Twilight gave Wars a lopsided smile which almost stole his breath again.

"Weeeell," Wars considered, his two halves at war in his brain. "We could just, cuddle together for now?" He felt stupid saying it and he could sense Twilight's amusement at his words.

"I think that's the funniest thing I've ever heard you say," Twilight laughed, pulling away a little more.

"Twi," Wars groaned, shoulders slumping.

"I'm sorry." Twi sighed. "Turns out you're fun to tease."

"And here I thought you were trying to make me feel better tonight," Wars pouted.

Twi was suddenly very close, his lips grazing Wars' blushing ears.

"You wait until we can get some privacy, and I'll make you feel the best you've ever felt in your life."

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perspectivestarters · 7 months ago

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Perspective's Sentence Starters; The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess by Chappell Roan (Part II)

MY KINK IS KARMA

We broke up on a Tuesday.

Who knew that we'd let it get this bad when it ended.

Karma's real.

Hope it's your turn.

I heard from *Name*, you're losing it lately.

It's hot when you have a meltdown.

It's hot when you're drinking downtown.

You're getting called out 'cause you're running your mouth.

It's coming around.

People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching you ruining your life.

People say I'm jealous but my kink is karma.

Wishing you the best, in the worst way.

Using your distress as foreplay.

Six months since April and I'm doing better.

No need to be hateful in your fake Gucci sweater.

It's hot when you're going through hell.

I'm feeling myself.

It's hot when you know that you're caught and you're getting pissed off.

It's getting me off.

PICTURE YOU

Draw the blinds.

Slip off my pretty dress down my chest.

It's ritualistic.

Counting lipstick stains where you should be.

I need you around.

I'm getting close now.

Do you picture me like I picture you?

Am I in the frame from your point of view?

Do you feel the same?

I'm too scared to say half of the things I do when I picture you.

So, tell me now all your perversions.

KALEIDOSCOPE

Here we go again.

Everything is fine.

I guess we could pretend we didn't cross a line.

Ever since that day, everything has changed.

The way I write your name

If you really wanna leave, I'll never make you stay.

Whatever you decide, I will understand.

It will all be fine.

Love is a kaleidoscope.

How it works, I'll never know.

It's somehow all the same

It's beautiful somehow.

It's never just a shape alone.

Well, I'd love to see them try.

There's no one else who could.

The only one is you.

If you change your mind, I will understand.

It'll just take time to go back to being friends.

Don't be afraid to hold it close.

PINK PONY CLUB

I know you wanted me to stay.

I can't ignore the crazy visions of me in *Place*.

I heard that there's a special place where boys and girls can all be queens every single day.

I'm having wicked dreams of leaving.

I swear it's calling me.

Won't make my mama proud.

It's gonna cause a scene.

I know she's gonna scream.

God, what have you done?

I'm just having fun.

It's where I belong.

I'm gonna keep on dancing.

Every night's another reason why I left it all.

I thank my wicked dreams.

You've been too good to me.

Don't think I've left you all behind.

You're always on my mind.

I can hear your southern drawl a thousand miles away.

NAKED IN MANHATTAN

I know you just landed.

I know you're probably busy but I would love to see you.

Call me when you can.

I'll never cross the line.

I pushed you down a million times.

I'd love if you knew you were on my mind.

Boys suck and girls I've never tried.

We both know we're getting drunk tonight.

Touch me, baby.

Put your lips on mine

Could go to hell but we'll probably be fine.

I know you want it.

You can have it.

I've never done it.

Let's make it cinematic

I wanna know, baby, what is it like?

An inch away from more than just friends.

If I don't try, then it's my loss.

Won't you fucking touch me?

I just want to touch you.

I want all of your love.

CALIFORNIA

I stretched myself across four states.

I trade amber clay roads for the sea foam and the endless sun rays.

I was never told that I wasn't gonna get the things I want the most.

If it hasn't happened yet, then maybe you should go.

Come get me out.

Thought I'd be cool in here.

I'd make you proud

To think I almost had it going, but I let you down.

Too hard to find reasons to stay.

GUILTY PLEASURES

Learned it on the internet.

Wild thoughts that make me melt.

Sometimes I scare myself.

I can't help what I can't help.

So shame on me, and shame on you.

I fantasize what we would do.

How would it taste?

Some good girls do bad things too.

I want this like a cigarette.

Can we drag it out and never quit?

Oh my god, you are heaven sent.

You give me guilty plеasure.

You're a pothead.

You're a cinephile.

It's been awhile since you turned up the dial.

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kaaaaaaarf · 1 year ago

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⭐ a very wolfstar christmas playlist ⭐

You'll laugh, you'll cry (I apologize for my actions, I really have nothing to say for myself), you'll be merry and bright.

1. Handjobs for the Holidays // Broken Social Scene

Let me take you on, we'll get high just a little Try to surface the calm, we don't come inside We've got eyes that leave us in places we don't see

2. The Stars Shine in the Sky Tonight // Eels

I can't live in a world that you have left behind Seen a lot, been through too much But this is where I draw the line It's not where you're coming from It's where you're going to And I just want to go with you [...] The stars shine in the sky tonight Like a path beyond the grave When you wish upon the star There's two of us you need to save

3. The Day After Tomorrow // Phoebe Bridgers

I close my eyes every night And I dream that I can hold you They fill us full of lies, everyone buys About what it means to be a soldier I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel About all the blood that's been spilled Will God, on His throne, get me back home On the day after tomorrow?

4. Two Queens In a King Sized Bed // girl in red

I don't have a lot to give But I would give you everything All my time is yours to spend Let me wrap you in with my skin With my skin Two queens in a king-sized bed Like angels in the snow My only wish is one more year And then I want them all Your freckled cheeks, our tangled feet The closer, the better it gets So let's stay right here Until forever disappears

5. The Blood We Bleed // Tom Odell

I walk back home, you're all alone The ivy's grown, it's Christmas Eve I brought some wine, it tastes like shite But it provides the spark we need Come on, let's fight, don't be polite You know the knife that cuts me deep You treat me tough, we call it love But it's your blood, I'm gonna bleed

6. Snow On The Beach // Taylor Swift (ft Lana Del Rey)

One night, a few moons ago I saw flecks of what could've been lights But it might just have been you Passing by unbeknownst to me Life is emotionally abusive And time can't stop me quite like you did And my flight was awful, thanks for asking I'm unglued, thanks to you And it's like snow at the beach Weird but fuckin' beautiful Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful You wanting me tonight feels impossible

7. Better Than Anyone // Mary Beth Maziarz

For weeks I've been crying too much Ditched my zoloft, still won't be touched By the world moving by, Christmas lights Can you believe it, already again, (I know you can, cause) You know me better than anyone Anyone, ever so far You show me things that I never see Thanks for completing me. . . the way that you do (the way that you do)

8. Christmas Lights // Coldplay

Those Christmas lights Light up the street Maybe they'll bring her back to me And then all my troubles will be gone Oh, Christmas lights keep shining on

9. Pick Up Where We Left Off // Upsahl

We've been through the highs and lows Through the fires and the smoke Only ones that don't let go (Oh, yeah) I could hold in the palm of my hand Yeah, we're dancing in the laugher, swingin' from the rafters Life is moving fast, wonder where it goes Drinking after midnight, I know all your white lies You know I'll still laugh at all your bad jokes Cause it feels like no time's been lost When we pick up where we left off (Ah-ah)

10. Thank God It's Christmas // Queen

Oh, my love, we've had our share of tears Oh, my friends, we've had our hopes and fears Oh, my friends, it's been a long hard year But now it's Christmas Yes, it's Christmas Thank God it's Christmas The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right

11. Invisible // Zara Larsson

How many nights do you lie awake In the darkest place? How many days do you shed the pain Of your darker days? All I know is If happy lives a mile away A couple steps is all it takes If kindness lives in everyone Then all it takes is standing up Can't touch it, see it But you can always feel it

12. Christmas Is Going To The Dogs // Eels

Well, Christmas is going to the dogs We'd rather have chew toys than Yule logs And things aren't looking very good, it's true So I'll just lay here and chew

13. We're The Lucky Ones // The Marías

I can't wait for Christmas We'll be happier than we have I can't wait for Christmas We'll laugh and we'll dance and we'll cry We've come this far With beating hearts We're the lucky ones, ah-ah

14. Brightest Star // Chris Isaak

I saw a star above the clouds It was the brightest one And I have just begun to understand you You give me reason to believe And though I've doubted you You always see me through I would owe to you Your love

15. Little Things // ABBA

Little things Like your naughty eyes You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray But there's a price Little things Like that happy noise As a brand new day is dawning On this lovely Christmas morning

16. Song For a Winter's Night // Sarah McLachlan

The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top The snow is softly falling The air is still in the silence of my room I hear your voice softly calling If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love On this winter night with you

17. Fool's Gold // Lucy Dacus

He'll blame the alcohol And you'll blame the full moon She'll blame the fall of man But I blame the part of you That can't let up on the reigns You've got life in a chokehold You say that it's all the same All glittering fool's gold

18. Happy Xmas (War is Over) // John Lennon

A very Merry Christmas And a happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear War is over, if you want it War is over now

#wolfstar #playlist #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #Spotify

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givemea-dam-break · 2 years ago

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Hello! I love your work!! If possible, could you do a Lockwoodxreader story where the reader has to rescue Lockwood from some peril and comfort him through the aftermath please?

a/n: ahhhhh yes absolutely! i'm so glad you like my writing, so i can only hope I've done your request justice!

warnings: minor injury detail gn reader

"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to take my rapier, and I'm going to run you through."

"No point in telling me your murder plans. Now I know exactly what you're going to do. And, might I ask why exactly you want to kill me?"

You mutter some very insulting things under your breath before saying, "Because we currently have two Type Twos waiting down the hall for us, when this was meant to be a simple Type One job, hence why Lucy and George are back at home, relaxing and probably drinking my tea."

Lockwood looks over his shoulder at you, offering up that infuriating smile. "We'll be fine. We've dealt with worse together. Remember the ghost of Eleanor Hart?"

"Eleanor Hart was a Visitor whose only purpose for haunting her old house was because her cat had died and she never buried it."

"And, yet, she still tried to kill us, but we defeated her."

"You're not helping your case, Lockwood," you growl. "We should postpone for tonight, come back tomorrow with Lucy and George."

"No," Lockwood says, keeping his rapier steady in front of him. "I'll distract them, and you find the source."

You want to scream at him, but you keep your voice light. The Visitors are already getting agitated. "And what are your ideas of what the source is? These are two murder victims, judging by the gunshot wounds in their chests, but I don't think the goddamn gun will be the source if it's even here."

"Well, it's your job to find that out. Ready?"

"No, Lockwood, let's take a minute to think about -"

Before you've even finished your sentence, Lockwood leaps out of the iron circle and sprints towards the ghosts, capturing their attention. He darts into one of the rooms - the massive lounge - and you can hear the banging of exploding salt bombs as you hurry over.

Your Sight isn't your greatest Talent, but it's enough for you to see faint deathglows in the study, just beside each other. As the sound of Lockwood's battle increases, you creep into the room, placing your hand on the ground between the glows.

Echoes of voices fill your ears, the words unintelligible, but the tones clear enough: anger, insecurity, rivalry. Something about a competition where something went wrong - one betrayed the other. A gunshot, followed immediately by another, so loud that it knocks you off your feet.

"They killed each other?" you murmur, frowning. "So what would the source be...?"

Lockwood yells in the other room, and you jump to your feet, clutching your rapier tightly. You need to figure out what the source is and fast.

"(name), hurry!"

Panic flares in your chest, but you bury it down.

You don't think, you just run through to the Lounge.

Lockwood is stumbling, holding his side as if in pain. His rapier is in his left hand rather than his right, which looks like it's bleeding. He throws a salt bomb - his last - at the spirit on the left, and it dissipates, reforming over to the side a little, and... there.

A portrait hangs on the wall, depicting a beautiful woman. It's not a modern painting by any standards, but it's no more than a few decades old, and it clicks.

The men, the Visitors, had been fighting over her and, in a fit of rage when one sabotaged their competition to win her heart, the other drew his gun. Both were armed, and both shot each other, killing the other instantly. You want to roll your eyes at the stupidity, but you have more pressing matters.

Lockwood slashes at one of the ghosts with his rapier, but he's weaker with his left hand. The spirit draws nearer, reaching out a spectral hand as the other circles around to the side.

"Lockwood, duck!" you shout.

You throw a salt bomb at the spectre on the right, momentarily getting rid of it, and leap forward, cutting through the other with your rapier. When you reach Lockwood, he's panting heavily and limping as he moves. There's a look in his eyes, a glimpse of doubt and regret, and it spurs you on. You toss him your remaining salt bombs.

"Watch my back. We left the silver net in the hall."

Without giving him a chance to respond, you slice through the newly formed ghosts and tear the portrait off the wall. It's heavier than you expected - probably because of its massive frame - but you know that your guess was right. The ghosts wail with rage, following you as you sprint away with the portrait.

The hall seems longer than you remember, and you're sure you would've been ghost touched if not for Lockwood throwing salt bombs to protect your retreat. Your heart is hammering in your chest, and it hurts a little to breathe, but you can't stop. Your feet slide, and you crash into the wall, cracking your head on the old brick, but you manage to make it to the iron circle and fish out the silver net from the duffle bag, wrapping the large portrait in it.

Immediately, the hall becomes silent, and the Visitors disappear. All you can hear is your gasps for breath and the limping footsteps of Lockwood before he slides to the ground beside you, leaning against the wall.

"You okay?" you ask, turning to look at him, shaking off the wave of dizziness that occurs.

"Always."

You frown at him, shuffling closer on your knees until you kneel beside him. Gently, you pry his hand off his left side, eternally grateful to find that there's no blood. His right arm is trembling in your grip, possibly overextended or whacked on something.

"This will hurt," you warn before pressing your hands onto his left side.

Lockwood grits his teeth as you feel around his ribs. They're swelling a little, and they're obviously sore, but nothing feels broken. It's a similar process for his arm, probably sprained, and you sit back on your heels, breathing a sigh of relief.

"You're alright," you say softly. "Nothing broken, but you'll be sore and probably bruised for a little while. What happened?

He takes a deep breath, shifting slightly. "Threw me across the room, whacked against the fireplace."

You try for a smile. "Well, you're okay. I'm okay, it's all good."

"You're bleeding," he says with a frown. "(name) -"

Gingerly, you touch the side of your head, fingers coming back red and sticky. You don't remember hitting the wall that hard.

"I'm alright," you say. "Just a scrape."

All of a sudden, his fingers are gently brushing your hairline just beside the cut, brows furrowed and lips parted. Something in your heart squeezes at the sight of his worry.

"Lockwood, I'm alright. I promise."

"I'm stupid," he says, his hand travelling down your face slowly, cautiously, until his hand cups your cheek. Instinctively, you lean into his touch, ignoring the warmth of your face. "You were right, we should've left and come back tomorrow."

Your hand grips his, intertwining fingers. "Hey, yeah, you were a bit stupid, and I'm still tempted to run you through, but we're alive. We've done it."

"You've done it."

"Okay, I might've secured the source, but I wouldn't have been able to do that without you lobbing salt bombs at the Visitors."

His eyes are angry, but not at you, at himself. In the dim lighting of the hallway, he's awfully pale, and the faint bags under his eyes seem so much darker. From the corner of your eye, you might've believed him to be a ghost himself.

"Listen," you say. "It's done. It's over. We're alive, yeah? We're alive, Lockwood."

He hesitates, looking up at you with eyes you could just fall into. "But, what if it had gone wrong? You're all I - I can't lose you."

You turn your head in his hand, pressing a light kiss to his palm. "It didn't go wrong. You haven't lost me, see? I'm alive, I'm breathing, and I'm going to take you home and make you a nice cup of tea, then I'll put you on bed rest for a couple of days."

His pulse beats fast in his palm, and you could probably chalk it down to the adrenaline rush you always feel during a case fading off, but some part of you feels triumphant - a little action on your part flustered him.

"Let's go home, yeah?" you say, squeezing his hand softly. "I'll get you all patched up and fed."

"And will you -" Vulnerability flashes in his eyes, something you've rarely ever seen from him before. "Will you stay with me?"

Your heart flutters in your chest. "As long as you want, Lockwood."

His hand moves from your cheek to brush through your salt-encrusted hair, and a little, slightly smug, smile plays at his lips.

"There's the Lockwood I love, eh?" you murmur before blanching. Did you just say...?

Lockwood has a similar reaction, his jaw becoming slack as he stares at you. Your face feels hot.

"Um." You stand abruptly. "Come on, let's get you home."

You grasp his arms gently, pulling him to his feet and looping one of his arms over your shoulders. As you begin walking, all you can hear is your heartbeat pounding in your chest, deafening.

"Did you mean that?" Lockwood says, free of his typical charming tone. No, now he sounds... nervous?

Trying to act nonchalant, you shrug. "Maybe."

"Maybe, huh?"

He laughs, and the tension writhing in your stomach eases. His laugh is contagious, and, soon, you're laughing together, shouldering your bags as you trudge out of the abandoned mansion.

Something in your chest feels at ease from the absence of Lockwood's rejection. Part of you wonders if he feels the same, but the other part waves it off. You're both injured and probably out of it, right?

"I feel the same, for what it's worth."

Those four words, god, they're enough to make your knees weak and set off fireworks in your blood. You can't help the grin that parts your lips.

"Good," is all you can say.

Maybe it's the head injury, but you swear you can feel the gentle press of lips on the top of your head as you step back out into the outside world.

#lockwood x reader #anthony lockwood x reader #lockwood and co x reader #lockwood and co fanfiction #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #george karim #lucy carlyle #x reader #fanfiction #lockwood and co netflix #givemea-dam-break

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movedtone0mile · 1 year ago

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can i req for any doyoung!smut,, i love your writings and i only realized you don't have any doyoung yet 🧎‍♀️

the right way (teaser)

doyoung x reader

warnings: smut, sub!virgin!doyoung who is very anxious🥲

summary: Doyoung has never have sex. It’s uncommon for a man of his age, it’s not that he doesn’t want to, nor that he doesn’t have success. It is just that every time he tries, it doesn’t work. Maybe he is doing it the wrong way.

A/N: thank you so much for requesting and for your message, I am sorry this took a while and hope you will like it! 💗 (this is a teaser mainly to motivate me to finish it.)

꧁ ♡ ꧂

There's this girl at work. Doyoung noticed you a while ago. You're not exactly in the same department, but he happens to see you some days in the cafeteria or elsewhere. Your charisma makes it hard not to notice you anyway. But for Doyoung, it's not just that. He's probably not the only one in the office who finds you attractive, but he hopes to be the only one who eagerly wakes up in the morning, impatient to catch a glimpse of you, even if it's just for a few minutes and from afar.

Jungwoo did notice his friend's crush on you, but no matter how hard he tries to convince him to approach you, Doyoung wouldn't come out of his shell. He believes there's no chance he would be your type. Surely, you need someone who can step up to you, and he is not that someone. If you were to ever talk, Doyoung would surely become timid and find himself staring at his feet. What kind of woman would find that attractive?

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"Hey Kim, how come you're here tonight?" called Jeong Jaehyun, drawing everyone's attention to Doyoung, much to his displeasure. Jaehyun was a coworker of Doyoung's, but it wasn't like he considered him a friend; Jungwoo was the only one he could call one.

Doyoung entered the noisy pub with Jungwoo by his side. He would never attend this kind of event alone anyway. "Don't tease him, I had a hard time convincing him to come, and I don't want you to ruin it!" Jungwoo argued, leading his friend to two empty seats. They took their places at the crowded table. It seemed like everyone from the office was there, even the higher-ups, which made Doyoung even more nervous than before, guessing that you might be there as well. He looked around, quickly scanning the room, but there was no sign of you.

"Ah, thank you," Doyoung said, bowing slightly, as Johnny Suh, one of his superiors, poured whisky into his glass. "So, Kim, I hope we'll get to know you better tonight," Mr. Suh declared. "Yeah, you're so quiet at the office, we know nothing about you, and you never go out, man!" Mark Lee added. Mark had worked in the communications department for a shorter time than Doyoung, but he was forced to admit that he was much more integrated than he was. Most of the people at the table fell silent, their attention focused on Doyoung. He could feel his face heating up under the sudden scrutiny. He tried to formulate a response, but all that came out of his mouth was stuttering. For a moment, when he heard the bell announcing the opening of the front door, he thought he was out of trouble.

"Good evening everyone, sorry I'm late!" Doyoung froze. Your endearing demeanour and bright smile drew everyone's attention away from him. Mindlessly, he stared at your figure as you made your way to the table. He was thankful for your interruption, but what he wasn't thankful for, on the other hand, was Jungwoo choosing the end of the table to sit, which was the only place where there were remaining seats. Doyoung's head automatically lowered when you got closer. He was looking at his feet, again. Oh, it was childish. He was perfectly aware of it, but he couldn't help it. He felt like a teenage boy every time you were near.

#nct smut #nct x reader #nct 127 x reader #nct 127 smut #nct scenarios #asks #doyoung smut #doyoung x reader

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fogwitchoftheevermore · 9 months ago

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Assigning Every Fall Out Boy Song to The Life Series

because i'm a normal person with normal person feelings about fall out boy's discography and the life series. trust me.

“every” is a strong word here because fall out boy's discography is Literally Like 150+ Songs so i’m only doing the songs off their main 8 albums in this post. if enough people ask (which i seriously doubt will happen), i’ll do the eps+remixes as well.

sorry if there is an overabundance of certain characters/a lack of certain characters. i tried to include people are frequently as possible but a: i am inherently biased (though some of my faves are pretty underrepresented), b: not everyone has the same amount of content to draw from because they haven't all been in every season and c: some of these guys are simply not fall out boy characters to me. it's just how it is.

so, under the cut will be, in release order, every fall out boy song assigned to a life series character/event+the lyric that i think best represents why i assigned it.

TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE

Tell That Mick He Just Made My List of Things to Do Today: DL!Pearl

To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar (to my favorite scar!)/I could have died with you/I hope you choke on those words that kiss that bottle/Confess (so bury me in memory)

Dead on Arrival: SL!Gem and Pearl (Gem POV)

This is side one, flip me over/I know I'm not your favorite record/The songs you grow to like never stick at first/So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your verse/No, it's not the last time, 'cause I'd never say no to you/This conversation's still dead on arrival/And there's no way to talk to you/When you're dead on

Grand Theft Autumn / Where Is Your Boy: DL!Etho (JUST TRUST ME. AND ALSO GO WATCH THE BIT WHERE FINDS OUT BDUBS+IMPULSE ARE SOULMATES)

When I wake up/I'm willing to take my chances on/The hope I'd forget that you hate him more than you notice/I wrote this for you (for you, so…)/You need him, I could be him/I could be an accident, but I'm still trying/And that's more than I can say for him/Where is your boy tonight?/I hope he is a gentleman

Saturday: SL!Gem

Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria with promise and precision/And mess of youthful innocence/And I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived/More than an hour (More than an hour)/When I say/Two more weeks, my foot is in the door, yeah/I can't sleep, in the wake of Saturday

Homesick at Space Camp: Post 3L!Skizz

Tonight is all about "We miss you" now/These friends are, new friends are golden

Sending Postcards From a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here): Post DL!Joel

Every friend we ever had in common/I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you/You can thank your lucky stars/Everything I wish for will never come true/When you go, I will forget everything about you

Chicago Is So Two Years Ago: LimL!Martyn

You want apologies, girl, you might hold your breath/Until your breathing stops forever, forever/The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips/I hope they taste of me forever

The Pros and Cons of Breathing: DL!Pearl

Woah, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself/You know that I could crush you with my voice/Stood on my roof and tried to see you/Forgetting about me/Hide the details/I don't want to know a thing

Grenade Jumper: The Heart Foundation

They'll say it's not worth it, so we'll leave this town in ruin/Living like life's going out of style, and you came to watch us play/Like a "big shot talent", but at the end of the day you know/Woah, those busted lips we take back home

Calm Before The Storm: DL!Ren

You said/Between your smiles and regrets/"Don't say it's over"/Dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah

Reinventing the Wheel to Run Myself Over: DL!Jimmy and Tango

I can't wake up to these reminders of who I am/A failure at everything, 18 going on extinct/I know my place, it's nowhere you should roam

The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes: SL!Jimmy

I'm all ears and I'm all scars/To hear you tell me, "Boys like you, you try too hard/To look not quite as desperate," I'm hanging on/But I still know the way to make your makeup run/So, and when it all goes to Hell, will you be able to tell/Me "sorry" with a straight face?

FROM UNDER THE CORK TREE

Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn’t Get Sued: 3L!Impulse

We're only liars but we're the best (We're the best)/We're only good for the latest trends/We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends/Besides, we've got such good fashion sense

Of All The Gin Joints In All The World: 3L!Ren and Martyn

You only hold me up like this/'Cause you don't know who I really am/Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you

Dance, Dance: DL!Bigb and Ren (Ren perspective, also this is specifically applicable most antagonistic moments of their relationship we get, to be clear. This is not the usual approach I take to them.)

You always fold just before you're found out/Drink up it's last call/Last resort, but only the first mistake, and I/I'm two quarters and a heart down/And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds/These words are all I have so I'll write them/So you need them just to get by/Why don't you show me a little bit of spine/You've been saving for his mattress, love

Sugar, We’re Goin Down: Martyn

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)/And sugar, we're going down swingin' (Take back what you said)/I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)/A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner: LL!Cleo

I keep my jealousy close/'Cause it's all mine/And if you say this makes you happy, then I'm not the only one/Lyin'

I’ve Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Songs): Joel

Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"/We're the kids who feel like dead ends/And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses/I took a shot and didn't even come close

7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen): LimL!Grian

Sitting out dances on the wall/Trying to forget everything that isn't you/I'm not going home alone/'Cause I don't do too well on my own

Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year: SL!Skizz

We're the therapists pumping through your speakers/Delivering just what you need/We're well-read and poised/We're the best boys/We're the chemists who've found the formula/To make your heart swell and burst/No matter what they say/Don't believe a word

Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends: DL!Joel and Etho

Strike us like matches, 'cause everyone deserves the flames/We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame/At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining/Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame, such a shame

I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me: Scott

I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends/And I am sorry my conscience called in sick again/And I've got arrogance down to a science/Oh, and I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends, now

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More “Touch Me”: LL!BigB

I confess, I messed up/Dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around/And I know you dressed up/"Hey, kid, you'll never live this down"/And you're just the girl all the boys wanna dance with/And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances/I'm sleepin' on your folks' porch again, dreamin'/She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows): DL!Grian and Scar (Scar POV)

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)/Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one/And it's mind over you don't, don't matter

XO: LL!Mumbo (Look, this is a stretch, I'll be real, but this song was giving me so much fucking trouble. Let me live.)

To the "love," I left my conscience/Pressed between the pages of/The Bible in the drawer, "What did it ever do for me"/I say/It never calls me when I'm down/Love never wanted me, but I took it anyway/Put your ear to the speaker and choose love or sympathy/But never both, love never wanted me

Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches And Walkers: SL!Tango

Here's a picture with a note, "No, don't turn out like me"/It's only for your own good/No-oh, oh, oh/And haven't you heard, the word on the street is/"I lost it, called it quits," get out into the sun

The Music Or The Misery: LL!Bdubs and Etho (Etho perspective)

I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back/It's true, romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head/And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend/Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break

INFINITY ON HIGH

Thriller: SL!Scar

Last summer, we took threes across the board/But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"/Make us poster boys for your scene/But we are not making an acceptance speech

“The Take Over, The Breaks Over”: LimL!Cleo

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?/Style your wake for fashion magazines, oh-oh-oh/Widow or a divorcee?/Don't pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend/We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces/We're trapped and well concealed in secret places/We don't fight fair

This Ain’t A Scene. It’s An Arms Race: SL!Scar

I am an arms dealer/Fitting you with weapons in the form of words/And don't really care which side wins/Long as the room keeps singing/That's just the business I'm in

I’m Like A Lawyer With The Way I’m Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You): SL!Jimmy and Martyn

We're the new face of failure/Prettier and younger, but not any better off/Bulletproof loneliness/At best, at best

Hum Hallelujah: LL!Cleo

I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light/A teenage vow in a parking lot/'Til tonight do us part/I sing the blues and you swallow them too/My words are my faith, to hell with our good name

Golden: Joel (LimL especially, but also just in general)

How cruel is the golden rule/When the lives we lived are only golden-plated?/And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me/Though I carried carats for everyone to see/And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies/And all the lovers with no time for me/And all of the mothers raise their babies/To stay away from me

Thnks fr th Mmrs: LimL!BigB and Pearl

Been looking forward to the future/But my eyesight is going bad/And this crystal ball…/It's always cloudy except for (Except for…)/When you look into the past (Look into the past…)/One night stand…/One night stand off!

Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am?: LimL!Skizz

They say quitters never win/But we walk the plank on a sinking ship/There's a world outside of my front door/That gets off on being down/Oh-oh, oh-oh/I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all/And I can't stop feeling sorry for myself, whoa-oh

The (After) Life Of The Party: Scar, again. I don't know what to tell you, this is a very Scar album.

I'm a stitch away from making it/And a scar away from falling apart, apart/Blood cells pixelate and eyes dilate/And the full moon pills got me out on the street at night

The Carpal Tunnel Of Love: LL!Mumbo and Jimmy

Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns/We're the has-beens of husbands/Sharpening the knives of young wives/Take two years and call me when you're better

Bang The Doldrums: DL+LimL!Jimmy and Tango

The tombstones were waiting, they were half-engraved/They knew it was over, they just didn't know the date…/And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me/The same way I think of you/This is a love song in my own way/Happily ever after below the waist/Best friends, ex-friends 'til the end/Better off as lovers

Fame > Infamy: LL!Joel

I am God's gift, but why would he bless me with/Such wit without a conscience equipped/I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa/There's too much green to feel blue

You’re Crashing, But You’re No Wave: This is far from the only FOB song about a sensitive topic but it's one of the like... two that I don't feel comfortable assigning to something.

I’ve Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers: DL!BigB

You're a canary, I'm a coal mine/'Cause sorrow is just all the rage/Take one for the team/You all know what I mean/And I'm so sorry but not really/Tell the boys where to find my body

G.I.N.A.S.F.S.: DL!Impulse and Bdubs

Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns/I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes/You know, it's strange/It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you/I'm supposed to love you/I've already given up on myself twice/Third time is the charm, third time is the charm/Threw caution to the wind, but I've got a/Lousy arm

It’s Hard To Say “I Do”, When I Don’t: Am I allowed to say this is a Watchers song? I don't care I'm saying it.

I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself, no/So listen carefully to every word I say/I'm the only one who's gonna get away/With making excuses today/You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have

FOLIE A DEUX

Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes: Impulse

Oh, I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine/What a match, I'm half-doomed, and you're semi-sweet/So boycott love, detox just to retox/And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life

I Don’t Care: LL!Fairy Fort

Let the leaves fall off in the summer/And let December glow in flames (In flames; oh)/Erase myself and let go/Start it over again in Mexico/These friends, they don't love you/They just love the hotel suites now

She’s My Winona: SL!Martyn

We didn't come to compete, this is a demonstration/Even the young ones become irrelevant/They always bring up how you've changed

America’s Suitehearts: SL!Gem

Let's hear it for America's suitehearts, but I must confess/I'm in love with my own sins/You can bow and pretend that/You don't, don't know you're a legend, oh/Time, time, time hasn't told anyone else yet

Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet: LimL+SL!Cleo, Bdubs, and Etho

Does your husband know the way that/The sunshine gleams from your wedding band?/Does he know the way, does he know the way/Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?/But I will never end up like him/Behind my back, I already am

The (Shipped) Gold Standard: LimL!Bdubs

All the yes-men said "No comment"/My mouth got going/The wrong way, and all the calls started snowing/The time my dad caught me a horseshoe crab/And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back/I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs/But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me

(Coffee’s For Closers): LL!BigB

Though change will come, oh, change will come/I will never believe in anything again/We will never believe again/Kick drum beating in my chest again/No, we will never believe again/Preach electric to a microphone stand, oh

What A Catch, Donnie: This song is a compilation of different vocalists from bands associated with the band, a compilation of previous songs of theirs, and one of the only FOB ballads. I can't pull a specific lyric, but this one could be solidly used for a compilation/retrospective of every season so far.

27: This is the other one I don't feel comfortable assigning to anything. Moving on.

Tiffany Blews: SL!Lizzie

I'm not a crybaby/I'm the crybaby/A caterpillar that got stuck/Mr. Moth, come quick with any luck/A long walk to a dark house/A Roman candle heart, keep us far apart/I'm cocktail party doin' alright, hate me baby/Maybe I'm a piece of art/Oh, my friends all lie and say/They only want the best wishes for me

w. a. m. s.: LL!Mumbo

I'm a young one stuck in the thoughts/Of an old one's head/When all the others were just stirrin' awake/I'm tryin' to trick myself to fall asleep again, whoa

20 Dollar Nose Bleed: Dogwarts

When I look at the man who would be king, the man who would be king/Goes to the desert, the same war his dad rehearsed/Came back with flags on coffins and said, "We won, oh, we won"/Permanent jet lag, please take me back (Please take me back)/Please take me back, (ooh, ooh)/I'm a stray dog sick, please let me in

West Coast Smoker: SL!Joel

Wishes bounce me weightless/The infrared scope on pointlessness/The bulls are sedated/And this fight's fixed

Pavlove: SL!Tango

Something make my chest stir/Something make my head blur/Oh, oh, I'm not ready for a handshake with death, no/Oh, oh, I'm just such a happy mess, whoa

SAVE ROCK AND ROLL

The Phoenix: Team TIES

Bring home the boys in scraps, scrap metal the tanks/Get hitched, make a career out of robbing banks/Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks/"You broke our spirit," says the note we pass

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up): LL!Cleo

I've got the scars from tomorrow and I wish you could see/That you're the antidote to everything except for me/Through a constellation of tears on your lashes/Burn everything you love then burn the ashes

Alone Together: The Roomies (Cleo, Etho, and Grian)

I don't know where you're going/But do you got room for one more troubled soul?/I don't know where I'm going/But I don't think I'm coming home/And I said, "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead"/This is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end

Where Did The Party Go: LL!Tango

I'm here to collect your hearts/It's the only reason that I sing/I don't believe a word you say/But I can't stop listening

Just One Yesterday: LL!Bdubs and Etho

If heaven's grief brings hell's rain/Then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday/(I know I'm bad news)/For just one yesterday/(I saved it all for you)

The Mighty Fall: DL!Divorce Quartet

Your crooked love is just a pyramid scheme and I'm dizzy on dreams/(And I'm dizzy on dreams)/But if you ask me two's a whole lot lonelier than one/Baby, we should have left our love in the gutter where we found it/(Gutter where we found it)/'Cause you think, you think your only crime is that you got caught

Miss Missing You: Impulse and Bdubs (Impulse POV)

Baby, you were my picket fence, I miss missing you now and then/Chlorine kissed summer skin, I miss missing you now and then/Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger/The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger/Oh, we're fading fast, I miss missing you now and then

Death Valley: This is the soundtrack to the LL Battle Royale Finale

We're going to die, it's just a matter of time/Hard times come, good times go/I'm either gone in an instant/Or here 'til the bitter end, I never know

Young Volcanoes: The Heart Foundation

C'mon, make it easy, say I never mattered/Run it up the flag pole/We will teach you how to make boys next door/Out of assholes (Hahaha!)/Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds/It's all over now

Rat A Tat: LL!Grian and Mumbo (mostly Grian POV)

But I'll take your heart served up two ways/I sing a bitter song/I'm the lonelier version of you/I just don't know where it went wrong

Save Rock And Roll: DL!Pearl

I cried tears you'll never see/So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be/You are what you love, not who loves you/In a world full of the word 'yes', I'm here to scream/No, no (No, no)/Wherever I go, go (go, go)/Trouble seems to follow

AMERICAN BEAUTY/AMERICAN PSYCHO

Irresistible: SL!Gem and Pearl (Gem POV)

Count me in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile/I just follow your scent/You can't just follow my smile/All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine/Cutting me to the bone/Nothing left to leave behind/You ought to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon/I didn't come for a fight but I will fight till the end/This might be your battle, might not turn out okay/You know you look so Seattle, but you feel so LA

American Beauty/American Psycho: LL!Scott

I think I fell in love again/Maybe I just took too much cough medicine/I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet/The best worst thing/You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out/You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out/And you can kill me, kill me or let God sort ‘em out

Centuries: LimL!Martyn

And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name/Cause I was only born inside my dreams/Until you die for me, as long as there's a light, my shadow's over you/Cause I am the opposite of amnesia

The Kids Aren’t Alright: The Mounders

It twists my head just a bit to think/All those people in those old photographs I've seen are dead/And in the end/I'd do it all again/I think you're my best friend

Uma Thurman: 3L!Cleo

You'll find your way/And may death find you alive/Take me down the line/In Gem City, we turn the tide

Jet Pack Blues: Impulse and Bdubs

Honey, don't you leave/Don't you remember how we used to split a drink?/It never mattered what it was, I think/Our heads were just that close/The sweetness never lasts, you know

Novocaine: Guess what, it's Joel again. I'm not even a Joel main why is this happening.

In the truly gruesome do we trust/I will always land on you like a sucker punch/Singing I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare

Fourth Of July: LL!Lizzie and Cleo (Lizzie POV)

I said I'd never miss you/But I guess you never know/May the bridges I have burned/Light my way back home on the fourth of July/I wish I'd known how much you loved me/I wish I cared enough to know

Favorite Record: Post DL!Jimmy

You were the song stuck in my head/Every song that I've ever loved/Play it again and again and again/And you can get what you want but it's never enough

Immortals: 3L!Grian and Scar

I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass (Glass)/(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)/Oh, I try to picture me without you, but I can’t/'Cause we could be immortals/Immortals/Just not for long, for long/And live with me forever now/Mmm, pull the blackout curtains down/Just not for long, for long

Twin Skeleton’s (Hotel In NYC): SL!Martyn and Jimmy

I just need enough of you to dull the pain/Just to get me through the night 'till we're twins again/'Til we're stripped down to our skeletons again/'Til we're saints just swimming in our sins again/And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on/Up above our heads droning on and on and on/Keep making trouble 'til you find what you love/I need a new partner in crime and you, you shrug that

MANIA

Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea: 3L!Ren

I'm 'bout to go Tonya Harding on the whole world's knee/And I'm stuck, night vision, so stuck, night vision/But I come to life, come to life/Some princes don't become kings/Even at the best of times, I'm out of my mind/You only get what you grieve

The Last Of The Real Ones: Bdubs

My head is stripped, just like a screw that's been tightened too many times/When I think of you, when I think of you/I will shield you from the waves if they find you/I will protect you, I will protect you/Just tell me, tell me, tell me I, I am the only one/Even if it's not true, even if it's not true, yeah

HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON’T: DL+LimL!Etho and Joel

I got too high again, realized I can't not be with you/Or be just your friend, I love you to death, but I just can't/I just can't pretend, we weren't lovers first/Confidants but never friends, were we ever friends?/But when your stitch comes loose, I wanna sleep on/Every piece of fuzz and stuffing that comes out of you/You, I took too many hits off this memory/I need to come down/An-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nother day goes by/So hold me tight, hold me tight, or don't/Oh n-n-no, no, this isn't how our story ends

Wilson (Expensive Mistakes): LL!Bdubs

There's nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody but you (but you)/Than to be loved by everybody but you, (but you) but you/If I could get my shit together/I'm gonna run away and never see any of you again/Never see any of you again/I hope the roof flies off and we get blown out into space/I-I always make such expensive mistakes

Church: SL!Lizzie

I love the world/But I just don't love the way it makes me feel/Got a few more fake friends/And it's getting hard to know what's real/And if death is the last appointment/Then we're all just sitting in the waiting room (Mr. Stump?)/I am just a human trying to avoid my certain doom

Heaven’s Gate: LimL!Skizz (right at the end)

I got dreams of my own, but I want to make yours come true/So please come through, honey please, please come through/Oh, go out in the world, start over again and again/As many times as you can

Champion: SL!Pearl

I got rage every day, on the inside/The only thing I do is sit around and kill the time/I'm trying to blow out the pilot light/I'm trying to blow out the light/I'm just young enough to still believe, still believe/But young enough not to know what to believe in/Young enough not to know what to believe/If I can live through this, if I can live through this/If I can live through this, I can do anything

Sunshine Riptide: LL!Scott

The world tried to burn all the mercy outta me/But you know I wouldn't let it/It tried to teach me the hard way, I can't forget it

Young And Menace: LimL!Martyn

We've gone way too fast for way too long/And we were never supposed to make it half this far/And I lived so much life, lived so much life/I think that God is gonna have to kill me twice

Bishops Knife Trick: Bad Boys

I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate/It doesn't wanna live in a cage, a feeling that I can't housebreak/And I'm yours 'til the earth starts to crumble and the heavens roll/Away, I'm struggling to exist with you and without you, yeah

SO MUCH (FOR) STARDUST

Love From The Other Side: SL!Etho

I'd never go, I just want to be invited, oh, got to give up/Get the feeling, get the feeling, don't fight it, fight it/Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse/And I just about snapped, don't look back/Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Heartbreak Feels So Good: 3L!Grian

Is there a word for bad miracle?/Nobody said the road was endless/Nobody said the climb was friendless/But could we please pretend this won't end?

Hold Me Like A Grudge: DL!Pearl

(You put the "fun" into dysfunction)/Hold me, hold me like a grudge/The world is always spinning, and I can't keep up, woah/Faster and faster, can't do it on my own/Part-time soulmate, full-time problem, yeah/So hold me like a grudge

Fake Out: SL!Lizzie

But I didn't take the love when I had the chance/But I swear I'm not sad anymore/So make no plans and none can be broken/No plans and none can be broken/Do you laugh about me whenever I leave?/Or do I still need more therapy?

Heaven, Iowa: 3L!Scar

And they don't know how much they’ll miss/At least until you're gone like this/Talking to the mirror, say, "Save your breath/Half your life you've been hooked on death"

So Good Right Now: DL!Bdubs

And I know, I know I've made mistakes, yeah/And I know, I know, but at least they were mine to make/They were mine to make/And all of our wildest dreams, they just end up with a-you and me/So, let's drive until the engine just gives out

The Pink Seashell: Ok, I cannot pull a lyric for this because it is the world’s most specific monologue, but the general message of it (“Life is a lottery and bad shit happens all the time, so might as well find happiness in the good things, even the small things.”) feels like it could be Skizz. Just trust me. This one is so fucking difficult.

I Am My Own Muse: LimL!Jimmy

Here I am, not sure you should take a chance/I like playin' dumb, lettin' you figure me out/But I was faded, in my own defense/So, drop a bomb on all the things we dreamed about

Flu Game: SL!Joel

Last night I dreamt I still knew you/You/I carved out a place in this world for two/But it's empty without you/I got all this love I've got to keep to myself/All this effort to make it look effortless

Baby Annihilation: Scott

The first time I took the mask off, just had another one on underneath

The Kintsugi Kid (Ten Years): LimL+ SL!Martyn (but mostly LimL)

Passed my old street, the house I grew up in/It breaks your heart, but four of the Ramones are dead/I felt you at the beginning, but needed you at the end/We're goin' low, low, low, low

What A Time To Be Alive: SL!Bigb

When, when, when I said, "Leave me alone", this isn't quite what I meant/I got the quarantine blues, bad news, what's left?/So, it seems the vulture's gettin' too full to fly, oh/What a time to be alive

So Much (For) Stardust: Ren

I'm in a winter mood, dreamin' of spring now/Burnin' myself down, burnin' myself down, burnin'/I feel like something that's been stretched out over and over again/Until I'm creased, and I'm about to break down the middle/Split me right down the middle, right, right down the middle, yeah

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macawritesupdates · 2 months ago

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Writing Update 9/26/2024

Got some writing news for this one! First of all... THE FIRST CHAPTER of the Historically Inaccurate sequel is now officially in the works! It has been fully outlined and going to get ahead on chapters for it before posting <3 This one will go live when a few other fics finish up!

LONG FIC UPDATES: JUJUTSU KAISEN THE YUUJI FILES: Nearly done and it is going to be posted soon! Hoping to finish next chapter tonight and edit it tomorrow! CAREFUL WHAT YOU JOKE ABOUT: New chapter soon! Also getting a lot work done with it and eager to get it going again now that I've restructured the story for the outline

BROKEN IN THE WAYS NO ONE SEES: No chapter in the works and will be updating soon! Trying to rush this one done as per the votes in the poll. Just three more chapters to get out! CAN'T HELP A CUDDLE: A super spicy chapter is inbound...I think readers are going to be loving the update, or I hope so at least! SPOUSE WANTED: New chapter in the works and it is going to have the spice at last.... THE MALEVOLENCE OF LOVE: This next chapter scares me as it is the reunion chapter and I am not ready for it... Going to give it time to marinate for sure. TWO GRANDSONS: I write the chapters when I need something nice and fluffy in my life ; w ; WHO'S A GOOD BOY: Slowly but surely it is in the works c: MIRRORED LIVES: One day....one day... LONGFIC UPDATES: MY HERO ACADAMIA JEALOUSY IS NOT A GOOD FRIEND: Good progress for the next chapter! UNSUNG HEROES: Want to write it SHO bad! AHhh! Need to make time to work on it... A RUT TIME OF IT: On the backburner for now c: ONE -SHOTS

Pull Me Along if I Can’t Move Forward: Deku/Bakugo fic that is still slowly getting done! Hope to get some more progress done!

Heatwaves and Curses Don't Mix: A pwp fic of Nobara/Yuuji/Sukuna that is getting close to being done <3

Once Upon a Blob: Sukuna, now Blobkuna, has a plan to get his body back and it involves the old fairy tale cliche of love's true kiss. Chaos ensures.

And That's When I knew It (Might change the title though!): A silly Uraraka/Kirishima one-shot where something horribly embarrassing happens and feelings are had (and spice XD) Rituals of Ascension: ABO in the Heian era involving bitching and just pwp ....

FICS TO COME Exploration: ABO modern Sukita fic where Sukuna might have a kink he doesn't want his cousin to know... mostly multi-chapter pwp :b

Unnamed: Kugikuna fic because I'm in a mood to write something for em... Culturally Inappropriate: THE SEQUEL! It is in progress currently and getting excited! It is going to be another emotional roller coaster covering the Culling Games after Historically Inaccurate

We Wretched Few: Fleshing out the idea and preparing it for pre-producting Law Meets Disorder: Slowing down on it as I work to get it mapped out properly, but it is in the works for pre-production!

The Dragon Story: I am worldbuilding so much for this one...debating if I might try to manga page draw it? We'll see...

#Maca updates #so much to writ and so little time #but getting there!#going to get a Yuuji File done!

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mysticsparklewings · 27 days ago

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Obscutober 2024 Day 28: Gorget 🪶

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Gorget (n.)

a piece of armor protecting the throat

an ornamental collar

a specially colored patch on the throat, especially a bright patch of feathers on the throat of a bird

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Did I have much better ideas for the art today compared to yesterday? Nope! But we are closing in on the final countdown and after a very busy last week, I opted for the path of least resistance. 🫠

Click the "Keep Reading" and we'll talk a bit more about my general thoughts/process. ✨

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This description is going to be short and sweet tonight Sparklers; Yes partially due to time constraints (what else is new?), but also because I'm reasonably sure I don't have that much to say about this one. 😅

Because I really had just the two main ideas which are probably obvious:

What seems to be a fairly common shape (or maybe a slight amalgamation of the shapes I was seeing) when I searched the word "Gorget" to see specific examples

A bird with a brightly colored throat. It's kind of crane-inspired, but isn't based on any one particular kind of bird. Partly because i just could not be bothered to look up a bunch of different birds to pick one, but also because I did have a kind of pose/impression in mind and I thought it would be easier to just squish typical bird elements together to fit what I had in mind.

And considering I don't draw birds in general very often, I think I did reasonably well! 🙂

Everything else really was just whatever I could think of that felt like reasonable filler. If I think about it too hard, I can see how the whole design here might come off as a little boring compared to some of the others, but at the very least I am happier with it than Day 17, the other one involving a bird.

As I said at the time, I do like the inidivudal elements for Day 17, it's the whole package that doesn't do it for me. This time around, it may not be as exciting as some of the others, but at least I do think the total package still looks pretty good, even if it is a bit plain.

The colors were also very simple; I stuck mostly to metal colors—and silver in particular, naturally—for the "armor" part of the definition, but fire truck red felt necessary for the bird's throat...Especially since the bird and its neck did come out considerably smaller than I anticipated. 😅

But even if it is a bit small, I am quite pleased with the decision to put the bird on the "gorgets." There weren't a ton, but I did see a few examples pop up of gorgets that had designs etched kind of in the center like this.

In fact, I very nearly did white lines for this one, but I ended up sticking with black because I was worried it might come out a little too much like Day 16 with the white.

And in some ways maybe this one did still come out a little more like Day 16 than I necessarily intended, but I do think they're still different enough that it doesn't really bother me, either.

So. Is it my best? Probably not. However, I think it's safe to say I'm at least satisfied with it. I do appreciate that this one has a little more to do with the prompt than yesterday's did, which is nice. And I do like how the bird came out more than I thought I would.

...See? I thought this one would be pretty short! I could keep going, but I'd really just be repeating myself, and I think I do that enough as is. 🙃

Hopefully, cross-posting will be just as short and sweet. As always, I doubt it, but I will hope for the best anyway! 🤞

See you Sparklers tomorrow...preferably a little earlier in the evening, but ya'll know I can't make any promises about that... 😅 👋

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pbandjesse · 1 month ago

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I'm sitting at a beautiful wedding. It's been a long but really nice day. My feet hurt a lot but I think it's from the texture of my socks? Unsure. I'm still very unsure about what shoes to wear to work these events. I like a tappy sounding shoe because it makes me feel powerful but then my feet hurt so bad I think I'm going to die. Fashion is so hard.

Today was also just a very long day. Not bad at all, but long. I tried my best to get lots of rest before hand but I slept horribly last night. So I am a bit tired. I was tossing and turning all night. I couldn't get comfortable. I was either to cold in front of the fan or to hot when I turned it away from myself. So it was not a very restful sleep.

I had set my alarm for 930 but by 9 I couldn't even doze properly. James would come and lay with me but I was still to hot and did not feel comfortable at all. I did like being held but also. Man why can't I regulate my temperature.

James would make the bed when I got up. And then went and made me an omelette. They made biscuits for us again. I would take a longer then normal shower and washed my hair and it helped me feel a little more normal. I wasn't sure about my outfit. I like this knit skirt and tank top but I don't feel comfortable having my shoulders out at work normally. So I also brought a wrap shirt. And it's a very good outfit and I felt really cute.

I went downstairs to eat breakfast with James. It was just a quiet morning together. I cut and painted my nails. They were such a nice length but they kept bending backwards and hurting me so it was time. I tried to make them pretty.

Eventually I would go upstairs to lay in bed. And James would come join me and we watched our own videos next to each other. I didn't want to be leaned on because I was feeling kind of bad. I did wait until after breakfast to take my vitamins and while I didn't throw up I did not feel amazing. Laying still was the best thing I could do.

At noon we went downstairs and started getting ready to go. James was going to go kayaking and get groceries and wait for me at the museum for when I got there.

And I was going to art with a heart. First BAS class of the season. I was really looking forward to it. And it would be really nice to see returners and meet new people. And it was nice seeing Mary Ellen and Naomi. We had fun.

The project was an accordion book about your favorite things. And it was a really popular project. Lots of free drawing. While the teens like it I think the adults liked it a lot more. I did feel bad when a parent in the teens class kept apologizing that her son couldn't draw things, just scribbles. And I was like no!! He is happy and having a good time it doesn't matter what he actually makes. Next week we are going to try her leaving for the hour and Naomi or me sitting with him instead. He has an AAC device so he can communicate which is such a huge thing. Mary Ellen told us today her daughter, who is also mostly nonverbal, recently learned how to text and so now she can actually talk to her and I am just beyond happy for them. Like she's almost my age and she's actually able to tell her mom all of her thoughts. That has to feel amazing.

The class was fun though. It's nice when everyone is just focused but then I don't 100% know what to do with myself. So I chatted with Naomi and Mary Ellen and some parents. During the adult class too. I told a few people that I'm pregnant and that I may not be available for their winter and spring classes but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I hope I can do the winter one because it's in February but we'll see!!

We finished up right before 3. And once we locked down the building I was off. Heading the museum. Where James promised me a chocolate bar and a pink drink from Starbucks. Love my husband so much.

It has been a really nice night. Even if my feet hurt. I was surprised that Kelly was here! She's the Manager for the catering tonight, which has been excellent. And Jesse would hang out until 530 which was nice of him. Just made sure everything was good to go before he headed home. And I feel pretty good about everything. It's just practice. And this is a really easy wedding. 80 people. Lovely lovely couple. And since Kelly worked here for years she knows everything and I don't have to worry about to much.

The bride was absolutely beautiful. A pretty princess in a green gown. Just beautiful. And all their guests have been really nice. Her dad looks like Manny Patinkin, which is lovely because they are playing The Princess Bride in the movie theater all night. So sweet. We couldn't figure out how to make it auto repeat the film so I have had to go check on it a few times. We are on its 3rd viewing now.

I stayed outside to help direct guests to the wedding. Held the stragglers until the bride walked down the aisle. And it was a beautiful ceremony. Mo, the security guard, was like how can their vows be ten minutes. And I'm like you couldn't tell your lady why you love her for ten minutes? Weak.

The appetizers were great. I know I'm not really supposed to eat soft cheese but the brie with green apple and hot honey on French bread was so stinking good. I also had two fried green tomatoes with balsamic and some fried cauliflower with buffalo sauce. The actual vegan dinner option, ratatouille, was not my thing. I tried it but I just did not like it. Ah well. I brought an apple and yogurt so I wasn't hungry.

It's been a nice night though. I did a little knitting. A little chatting with catering. I made a print for the couple to take home and they were so surprised and grateful and that was really nice. I struggled to get it to print right too so I was really glad it worked out in the end.

The groom just came by and he gave me one of the comic books he made! He was like this is so lame but I made this to give to people I don't get to see much and I was like that's not lame at all!! I think it is really cool! I'll make sure to tag him on Instagram.

The party has another hour. I hope to finish this one knit panel. I am so very behind on that blanket. But that's okay. I will get it done eventually.

Tomorrow is me and James's two year wedding anniversary. And we are hoping to go to DC. I hope I am feeling okay enough to do that. I would love to just spend the day with my husband. I love them so much.

I hope you all are feeling great. I love you all. Goodnight!!

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alj4890 · 2 years ago

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L-O-V-E Part 3

(Liam x Riley) along with their daughters Charlotte and Hope

Masterlist

@gkittylove99 @kingliam2019 @texaskitten30 @yourmajesty09 @mom2000aggie @twinkleallnight @lodberg @amandablink @neotericthemis @mm2305 @sfb123 @tessa-liam @thesvnsins @krsnlove

A/N for this part, I want to delve a bit more into the relationships before the night of the ball.With Riley determined to not do anything to draw unwanted attention, Liam will have his work cut out for him. Plus, I wanted to show more of Charlotte and Hope's relationship. we will pick up at the end of the dinner from the previous part. For some reason the writer's block hits hard with this storyline. Hopefully I will wrap it up quickly within the next part of two.

"Let's have a slumber party!" Hope exclaimed after they left everyone else in the drawing room.

"How old are you again?" Sean teased.

She glared playfully at him. "I didn't invite you."

"Then it's not much of a party." He quipped back.

"Who's invited?" Bartie asked.

Hope's eyes met his for a moment. She smiled and slowly shook her head.

"Sorry boys. But tonight is all about me and Charlotte."

"It is?" Charlotte beamed at her.

"Yep. We haven't had an all nighter since you were in New York." Hope linked her arm with her sister's. "Now it's my turn to ask you all sorts of questions."

Hope gestured around the palace. "Especially now that I have a visual of where you grew up."

"And what are we supposed to do?" Sean asked.

"Go to sleep." Hope commanded. "Stay up. You're both adults. Do whatever you want."

Sean glanced over at Charlotte. When her green eyes collided with his dark brown, he felt his heart flip once more.

Hope couldn't help but notice. She also couldn't be more pleased.

Which was why she needed a night alone with her sister. She wanted to make certain Charlotte liked Sean as much as he appeared to like her. Plus she had a few questions of her own about a certain lord.

Bartie chuckled softly. "Come on, Sean. We'll leave the princesses to their slumber party. I'll show you the palace's billiards room. We need to be prepared to face off against some of the guests. They'll want to challenge a newcomer."

"Then they won't know what hit them." Sean bragged. "My skill with a pool stick can't be matched."

"That's the truth." Hope added. "Sean lulls people into believing he sucks, then once they start putting money on the line, he takes them for everything."

Charlotte's eyes widened. "You do?"

Sean's cheeks flushed. "I only do it with jerks. I--I don't try and take advantage of everyone."

Hope worried she'd just made her best friend look bad.

Charlotte's smile made the two pause.

"Uh oh." Bartie teased. "I know that look."

"Would you mind teaching a few nobles and one diplomat a lesson for me?" She asked.

Sean blinked. "You want me to do that?"

"More than anything, I would love to see them knocked down a peg or two." She explained. "They try and bully me every visit into giving in to their demands."

"What demands?" Hope asked.

Charlotte hesitated. Her bright green eyes lowered as she plucked at her skirt.

"They want me to accept their marriage proposals." She mumbled.

Sean's fists clenched.

Bartie noticed his reaction to that and wondered if there could be something more to this American.

Charlotte cleared her throat. "I know this sounds awful, but I would love to see them embarrassed."

"Then I'll make sure you have a front row seat while I beat them." Sean eyed Bartie. "You want to help me make them think I can't play?"

"You bet I do!" Bartie draped an arm along his shoulders. "Let's go perfect our act." He bowed to the princesses. "'Night ladies."

"Goodnight." Hope took her sister's arm and tugged her down the opposite direction.

Charlotte looked over her shoulder at Sean.

He glanced back at her and gave her a reassuring smile.

She returned it and then continued on her way.

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In the main drawing room...

"I think I'll turn in." Hana stood and embraced Riley. "I'm so happy to have you back with us again!"

Riley hugged her tight. "I've missed you." She included everyone else in the room. "I've missed all of you so much."

"I'm just glad you're back where you belong." Maxwell jumped to his feet and engulfed them in a bear hug, causing both ladies to giggle. "It hasn't been the same without you."

"I think I'll get some sleep too." Drake stretched and set his glass down. "We can visit some more tomorrow, Brooks."

Olivia got up and followed them out wishing her and Liam a good night.

Once alone, Liam refilled her wine glass.

"Whoa!" She smiled at him. "Not too much. I'm a light weight now when it comes to drinking."

He chuckled, refilling his own before sitting down beside her. He held his glass up.

Riley tapped her glass against his. "What are we drinking to?"

"To having you back here." He smiled at her. "It's something I've hoped for."

Riley felt her heart lurch.

"Liam." She sighed.

"Yes?"

She bit down on her bottom lip while studying his still much too handsome face.

"Thank you for welcoming me back here."

He reached for her hand. His thumb brushed against her knuckles.

"If circumstances had gone differently," he lowered his eyes to their hands, "there would be no welcome back. This would have been your home from the very beginning."

Riley nodded quietly.

"I don't belong here." Riley argued. "I never did."

Liam lifted his eyes to her face. "Now though, I want Cordonia to feel like home for you and Hope."

No matter how sweet that confession was, she couldn't give in to it.

"That's not true!" Liam exclaimed. "You--"

"I don't." She stated in a hard tone. "Too much happened for this to ever truly be a second home for me."

Riley took a deep breath to try and calm down. "But I do want Hope to feel that way about Cordonia. I can see how crazy she is over you and Charlotte."

She doubted anyone would be unable to resist the father and daughter's tender, earnest charm.

"Nothing has made her more excited than finding out about you two." Riley continued. "Her internship at The Met hasn't even come to mind ever since you showed up at our door."

"We feel the same way about Hope." Liam told her.

"I know." She smiled at him. "I'm happy to see that the man I met twenty years ago is still here."

"He is." Liam scooted closer to her. "And he still feels just as strongly for you as he did then."

Riley held up a hand to stop him from kissing her. If it wasn't for Hope, she would have given in to her weakness when it came to Liam. She didn't think she had the willpower to keep fighting against him when he looked at her like he did all those years ago. And when he said things like that...

"Liam, we can't just go back to how it was before your coronation."

"We can." He insisted. "There is nothing standing in our way."

"Just my damaged reputation." She pointed out. "I don't want Hope to be known as the princess with a slutty mom."

Liam winced over her choice of words.

"I'm not going to ruin this for her." Riley pulled her hand away from his. "And I know that if you think about it, you'll want to do all we can to protect her from any heartache."

She got to her feet, smoothing her skirt down. "I think I'll head to my room."

Liam stood up and reached for her.

"Liam, don't--" she mumbled while sinking closer within his arms.

"Look at me, please." He pleaded.

She tilted her head back to meet his steady gaze.

"I'm still in love with you." Liam confessed. "I never stopped."

She shook her head, trying to deny what was between them, what had always been between them.

He lifted his hand to cup her cheek. "I think we can find a way to be together, if you'll only give me a chance."

"But Hope--"

"Hope will be protected." He promised. "I'll protect both of you." He swallowed nervously. "Please my love, give me this chance."

Riley blinked back tears. "Liam, I can't go through that again. Being forced to leave and denied my fairy tale ending with Prince Charming...it killed me."

"Prince Charming became king." He pointed out. "The man who wears the crown has the power. I intend to use it for those I love."

Riley broke away from him with a shaky breath. "I don't know if I can do this."

She whispered an apology before escaping to her room.

Liam sat down on the arm of a chair, folded his arms, and pondered what should be done to reassure her.

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"I think we now have everything we need." Hope plopped down amongst the pillows and blankets she'd set up for their slumber party.

Charlotte had called down to the kitchens and had a number of junk foods and desserts delivered to Hope's chambers. She set them on a table near them before properly sitting down.

Hope watched her with a great deal of fond amusement as her sister made certain her nightgown and robe were set demurely over her legs.

"How do you manage to look like the portrait of perfect princess even when relaxing?" Hope asked.

Charlotte colored some. "Do I look like a snob?"

"No!" Hope shook her head. "Not one bit. I'm just amazed." She gestured to her own plaid pajama pants and oversized t-shirt. "I don't think I'll ever look as put together as you do."

She then pointed at the carefully constructed bow Charlotte had made to tie her robe closed.

"Even I can't do that on a Christmas present, much less on a robe."

"I suppose I could teach you the secret princess ways of tying bows." Charlotte teased.

Hope burst out laughing. "Something tells me that even with you teaching me, I'll never get it right."

"Of course you will!" Charlotte argued. "You're my sister and that means you are already the best at everything."

Hope hugged her. "I don't know how I got so lucky."

Charlotte's smile became puzzled. "With what?"

"With you!" Hope squeezed her once again. "If anyone had told me before meeting you that I had a princess for a sister, I would have been terrified of meeting you."

"You would? Why?"

"Because! I'm nowhere near what one would think is right for a princess."

"Nonsense." Charlotte's eyes narrowed in anger. "I dare anyone to say differently."

Hope giggled. "You really are the best, you know that?"

Charlotte focused on her. Her anger giving way to simple happiness. "I think that actually applies to you."

"Okay, we're going to stop now before we start crying." Hope ordered. "We're going to gorge ourselves on unhealthy food and talk about boys."

Charlotte laughed, reaching for the tray that held the goodies she'd had sent up.

"I'm excited." She admitted. "This is my first slumber party."

"It is?"

"Yes." Charlotte noticed the shock on Hope's face. "Not that I didn't have friends growing up, more that I never had any overnight guests of my own, save for Bartie."

"How come?"

Charlotte's nose wrinkled. "As a princess, well...a lot of nobles encouraged their children to befriend me. I never quite knew if it was me or my position they really wanted to be friends with."

"Oh." Hope munched on some popcorn. "I'm sorry. I wish I had been here to help you through that."

"I'm just glad you're here now." Charlotte sighed as she reclined back on a pillow. "Especially with what is ahead of me."

"What's ahead of you?"

"Marriage. The people are wanting me to settle on a suitor."

"But, you're so young!" Hope exclaimed. "You haven't hardly had a chance to experience life."

"Yes, but stability must be maintained."

"I can't believe Dad would want that for you." Hope grumbled, wondering at what he might demand of herself.

"He doesn't!" Charlotte quickly replied. "He doesn't want me to rush into anything I'm not ready for."

"Good. Then you don't have to sweat it."

"I want to give our country peace." Charlotte countered.

Hope frowned some in thought. "So you don't have to marry just yet, right? You only need to be engaged?"

Charlotte nodded.

"Are you dating anyone?"

"No. Not exactly. Mostly I have men attending events and trying to court me."

"Do you like any of them?" Hope asked.

"There are some polite ones."

"Yeah, but are you attracted to them?"

"Not particularly." Charlotte replied.

"Does it have to be a noble you marry?"

"No. Our grandmother was a commoner."

"That's what Bartie told me." Hope perked up. "So if you met a normal, average guy and fell in love, you could marry him?"

"Yes, of course."

Hope grinned at her. "What do you think of Sean?"

Charlotte's dreamy smile let her know she had fallen for him.

"He's terribly charming."

"He is?" Hope tilted her head in thought. "I guess he is."

"And very handsome."

"You think?"

"I don't think, I know he is." Charlotte admitted with a blush. "You won't tell him I said that, will you?"

"Of course not! I'll take your secrets to the grave." Hope crossed her heart. "I think he is falling for you."

"What?!" Charlotte sat up, whirling towards her sister. "Truly?"

"Uh huh. He doesn't just go out of his way to impress just anyone. I can tell he really wants to with you." She giggled. "You saw him at dinner. He lit up every single time you laughed at his jokes."

Charlotte blushed. "He is humourous."

"This is perfect!" Hope reached for a soda. "My sister and my best friend falling in love!"

"Do you really think he likes me like that?" Charlotte prodded. "I had considered asking him to be my escort to the ball."

"I think he would be over the moon if you did." Hope told her.

Charlotte beamed at her. "Then, I think I shall ask him tomorrow."

Her happiness dimmed with a thought. "Oh! But I want you to have an escort too!"

"Well, if you go with my best friend, perhaps I could go with yours." Hope offered.

"That would be perfect! Bartie will make certain that your evening will be amazing! He puts a great deal of importance on people enjoying themselves to the fullest." Charlotte explained. "Father said he inherited that trait from his Uncle Maxwell."

"Does he have a girlfriend?" Hope asked.

"No." Charlotte couldn't help but smile over her sister's interest. "He's been waiting on the right woman to come along."

"Really?" Hope bit down on her bottom lip. "Is he a flirt? Like a kiss a girl in dark corners then leave her hopelessly in love with him for someone else kind of flirt?"

Charlotte laughed, shaking her head. "In our world, that kind of behavior with a young lady of the court would have him already engaged to be married."

"So, if he did perhaps kiss a girl, then..?"

"Then she must mean a great deal to him."

Hope couldn't stop the smile forming on her lips.

Charlotte knew there was more to that smile than simple curiosity.

"Tell me everything!" She pleaded.

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