#I'm so happy with this and so happy Renee asked me to write this

[smallestapplin]

Little love

This was commissioned by @bellafragolina who asked for found family Trevor Belmont before meeting the others.

Word count : 1,521

No warnings!

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When Trevor first found you, he didn't know what to do, he's a Belmont, not a babysitter. But he just saved your village from monsters, more specifically he saved you from being eaten. Your small chubby hands gripped onto his shirt, silently sobbing into his chest as he held you.

You've been traumatized, not wanting to make a sound in case more monsters come back. It sickens him, you couldn't be any older than five, and this is the world you were meant to be raised in?

"I got you now. Let's go find your parents, yeah?"

The mention of them just made you sob harder, it made his blood run cold.

They are probably dead.

Well, that's at least something you two have in common.

He shakes that thought from his head and tries to pull you away, just so he can see your face and ask a few more questions, only for you to cling to him tighter, mumbling something he couldn't understand but it sounded like pleads.

Fuck, he can't just leave you, but he's not exactly child friendly, and it's not like you can talk much, seemingly only knowing a few words.

When taking you with him, he asked around the village women how to take care of such a young child and what you could eat. He soaks up their cooing and praises while also getting the information he wanted before he stocked up and set off.

You're like his little shadow, always one step behind him like a duckling.

"Alright, you gotta name?"

You didn't answer, just held onto the end of his cape as you two walked.

"Well, aren't you the life of the party?" He snorts, running a hand through his messy brown hair.

"Hm, if you're gonna be my shadow, we are gonna need to train you. Can't have you gettin' hurt on my watch."

You're not like him or his family, you're supposed to be a normal child running around, scraping your knee, living a normal life, he's sorry it had to be this way but he will ensure you at least have a fighting chance.

The first night with you was a nightmare, he was so paranoid about monsters finding you he didn't sleep, any small noise had him on high alert, the only thing that calmed him down was looking over to your sleeping form all bundled up in his cloak, sound asleep.

It's also the first night he doesn't go to a tavern and drink himself to sleep.

Any new mission he spends getting a room first, booby-trapping it to hell and back, and placing protection symbols everywhere to keep monsters at bay. Anytime he goes to leave he makes sure you have food and water, and that the windows are shut and locked tight.

He crouches down to your height, handing you a rather sharp knife.

"Now, if someone knocks what do you do?"

"Don't open."

"Good! And if they claim to be me or the inn keep?"

"Don't open."

"And if they try breaking in?"

"Under the bed, go for the ankles."

"Good job, little love. I'll be back as soon as possible, do not open the door for anyone unless I give the code."

You nod your head, clenching the handle of your blade to you, holding it just like he taught you for maximum danger.

It's not ideal for you but it's to ensure you're protected while he hunts. He spends hours away at a time, fighting tooth and nail to kill vampires, ghouls, whatever those bastard bat monsters are, just to return to the tavern and drink and drink and drink.

Until his body feels warm.

It's then he returns to the room, knocking in a set pattern before muttering the goofy code he gave you. He smiles hearing the soft sound of your feet pattering against the wooden floor. After a few minutes of movement, the door opens, revealing you rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

"Ah, m'sorry my little duckling, seems I lost track of time."

You don't say much, just moving to let him in, and following right behind him as he flops face-first into the bed, groaning as he can finally relax his muscles.

Trevor can't help but chuckle, feeling you climb into the bed as well only to keep going until you're laying on his back.

"Swear you're like a cat."

You just get comfy and quickly pass out, having been so tired waiting for him.

He may have only found you months ago, but he doesn't know when he got so attached, he swore he'd never be a father or a father figure, swore he was destined to be alone and wear the weight of his clan's duty on his shoulders.

Being the last Belmont holds some pain to him. Everyone around him dies, he's not meant to have anyone.

So why did he cave and take you in?

You're just like him when he was young, though he was a much rowdier child, he can't fault you for changing with your environment.

You lost everything, you were alone, you had no one.

Just like him.

But he didn't want the cycle to continue, he didn't want any more lives lost.

He had no one.

He wanted you to have someone.

Months turned into years, he watched you grow, watched you pick up on people's lies, watched you pick up your training fast, being able to handle yourself while he's not around so he no longer fears what could happen to you.

He still never got a name from you, maybe you didn't have one or wanted to lose that part of your life, but whatever your reasoning he doesn't care.

Two years on the road together, he couldn't imagine not having you with him. Deep down in his gut, he knew if anything happened to you he'd be devastated.

But that's a price he's willing to take.

He's killed people for trying to take you away, killed those trying to hurt you, and he's proud you can take on smaller monsters on your own.

It doesn't stop him from picking you up and sprinting when needed, but you seem to have fun, even giggling when you get to sneak into small crawl spaces to help him reach something or overhear something.

"I get to be a monster Hunter just like you!"

Oh, he wants you to reconsider, he wants you to live a normal life but with him as your guardian that won't be possible.

You'll end up in his profession where people often die young.

But he will do what he can to make sure you are ready for it, to make sure you live longer than those fallen before you.

His little love.

His little duckling.

He will make sure every monster is vanquished to make sure you're safe.

For now, he will stay in this temporary room making silly voices as he tells you a story, smiling at how you squeal and laugh as he tickles you like he's the big scary monster.

You are his daughter in everything but blood.

The circumstances may not have been ideal, but he'd do it all over again.

Every argument, every tantrum, every cry, every laugh, every gleeful ramble, every excited question.

He will do it all over again.

Just to make sure you're safely by his side. Even if it's just you and him facing the world.

As your journey takes you closer to Wallachia, a place where the monsters seem to be spawning from, he still holds you, carrying you tightly to his chest as you sleep soundly.

He will have to set up camp soon if he doesn't have some inn close by to sleep at, but it's all worth it, even as his legs ache from walking he won't stop.

A mumble catches his attention. Pausing in his step he looks down at you, seeing you sleepily looking up at him.

"Something wrong, little love?"

"Mm..."

Trevor chuckles, brushing some of your hair out of your face.

"Just sleep, we are almost to a resting spot."

You just hold onto his shirt tightly, almost as tightly as you did the night he saved you from those creatures.

"Are you okay, did you have a scary dream?"

"Can...can I call you dad?"

His heart swells, and his blue eyes are already shimmering with unshed tears. His throat feels tight, closing as he tries to stop himself from sobbing.

You have no idea how much he's thought of it, how much he's wanted to hear you call him 'dad' instead of 'Trevor.'

The days and nights he's spent taking care of you, protecting you, teaching you the basics of the world while teaching you how to fight.

"Of course. Everything but in blood we are family. I will sooner perish than let anything in this world hurt you."

He can't believe he's grown soft.

But every day he wakes up with a new sense of motivation.

And that's to take care of you.

You are his daughter.

You are a Belmont all the same.

[simp4wom3n]

I'd Fall For You In Real Life Too

Requested: Yes/No ~ Hello, I have a request for Reneè Rapp. Reneè is an interview and is asked about her relationship with former co-star, Reader. (An aussie artist and actress) The two have been spotted by paparazzi and have been all over each other's instagram and tik tok together.

Pairing: Renee Rapp x Reader

Summary: Renee joins Drew Barrymore for NY92, where Renee's Australian girlfriend unknowingly becomes the centre of the conversation. ~ Word Count: 1.8k ~ Warnings: legit none

A/N: HI!! I am so obsessed with Renee atm, writing for her is EVERYTHING. Pls enjoy my lovelies! For those of you who get what I'm referencing in the title, I love you <3

The dim glow of ambient lighting cast a soft haze throughout the auditorium. Conversations hummed through the air as you made your way to your seat, a few rows back from the front, as the excitement in the room grew. In an attempt to blend in with the sea of eager spectators, you carefully adjusted Renee's cap, which you wore, pulling it low over your eyes.

Once settled in your seat, you couldn't help but fidget with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. As the minutes ticked away, you kept your head down, the brim of the cap casting a shadow over your features as you eagerly awaited your girlfriend to arrive on stage.

Renee had been looking forward to this night all week, eager to see and talk to Drew again, even if it was in front of a few hundred people. The two of you had met Drew on her show about a year ago when you were doing press together for The Sex Lifes of College Girls, in which you played Renee's on-screen girlfriend.

Unbeknownst to everyone else, you had actually become each other's off-screen girlfriends around 6 months ago when Renee invited you to collaborate on a song with her for her debut album, and your relationship grew from there.

You had been inseparable since.

Hence why you were currently sitting in the quietening crowd as the lights above you began to dim and the stage became illuminated with spotlights.

The crowd erupted with cheers as Renee and Drew walked onto the stage, waving enthusiastically and smiling infectiously at the audience as the applause echoed throughout the auditorium. You couldn't help but be in awe of your girlfriend as she gracefully walked across the stage. Your eyes scanned her gorgeous figure, causing a rush of warmth to flood your cheeks as she looked out into the audience, eagerly looking for you.

As her eyes met yours, her smile grew even wider when she noticed the hat you had on. With a playful wink and a finger pressed against your lips, a blush crept onto her cheeks as she giggled, shifting her focus back to Drew as she settled into her seat.

Once they had taken their seats and the cheers from the crowd began to fade, Drew gazed out at the audience with a wide grin, "I'm proud to say that Renee and I were texting this morning and that we both showed up in pinstripes.". Cheers filled your ears as you couldn't help but be captivated by Renee's infectious laughter and radiant smile, which always managed to make your heart skip a beat. "We did, and not planned either," she said with a joyful laugh.

"Thank you, everybody, for coming tonight. I heard the bar was packed, so I like that action. That just made me so happy. I'm like, that sets a tone, let's do this." Drew enthusiastically addressed the audience, yet your focus remained on Renee. The smile she wore filled you with familiar warmth, and you couldn't help but smile giddily just looking at her.

As the conversation between the two of them began to flow, covering deep yet incredibly entertaining topics, your attention remained undivided as you proudly listened and watched your girlfriend, admiring every tiny detail.

"So the show... I've read that you are going to come back for season 3 sporadically," Your ears perked up at the mention of the show. It had been a watershed moment for you and Renee alike in your professional and personal lives. Not only was the show itself a massive accomplishment for you, but the exposure you and Renee received from it helped propel your music careers to new heights.

"Yeah. It was obviously a tough decision to make." Renee spoke thoughtfully, her teeth lightly grazing her bottom lip. "The show has given me so much, but singing was always, like, my main goal in life, so." She continued as Drew nodded along understandably.

"I feel as though, if you have multiple talents, it becomes a challenge of, like, how do you fit them all in, how do you make them work cohesively, how do you go in certain directions," Drew spoke as you listened carefully, her words striking familiar chords as Renee nodded along.

"And I think that kind of idea and way of living is very reflective of you and also of your amazing Australian co-star Y/n, who is also a singer and someone who you actually collaborated with on your album." Your eyebrows immediately raised at the mention of your name. You noticed Renee glance at you briefly as Drew spoke, a slight smirk gracing her lips as she did so.

Renee flushed slightly as she returned her gaze to Drew, "Yeah, without a doubt. Y/n and I are very similar in how we function, which I think definitely contributes to why we get along so well and why we love being around each other so much." Her nose scrunched adorably as the audience awwed at her words, a familiar red spreading across your cheeks as you melted into your seat.

"So you won't mind me asking how you and Y/n's on-screen relationship is going to go? Because, oh my god, the chemistry!" The crowd laughed as Drew fell back into her chair, her mouth agape in faux shock. You laughed along as you watched Renee hide her face behind her hands.

"If anything, being in more scenes with her is going to be what I miss most." It was your turn to hide behind your hands as Renee spoke, her eyes briefly glancing towards you. She laughed giddily as the crowd once again awwed at her comments. "That being said, though, I am really excited to continue exploring it. I love Leighton and only want what's best for her."

"Well, I'd say they're perfect for each other!" Renee laughed and thanked her as the crowd cheered in agreement. It was always heartwarming to see how much people enjoyed your work, especially when it was with your girlfriend - and even more so when it was about the two of you being in a relationship.

"I also presume that the chemistry comes off so authentic because, from what I've seen at least, you guys spend so much time together off set." The audience erupted in laughter as memories of you and Renee flashed through your mind, a big smile spreading across your lips as you admired your girlfriend on stage.

Her adorable giggles fill the air as she raises the microphone to her lips. "We do, yeah," she manages to speak from her laughter. Once her giggles had calmed down, she continued. "I am madly in love with that woman." your cheeks glow red even in the dimly lit crowd as she talks, your breathing deepening as your eyes raked over the love of your life.

"We spend basically every day we can with each other, and if we're not together, we're either texting or calling. It's great." Her cheeks flush a deep scarlet, and her grin grows wider by the second as you watch her.

"The paparazzi are certainly loving it," Drew commented, her eyebrows raising slightly. "Yeah, they are," Renee replied, a wry smile playing on her lips. "How do you feel about that?" She had grown somewhat accustomed to the constant presence of the media with their flashing cameras and relentless pursuit, but she still didn't love it, to say the least.

"I'm not a big fan of how intrusive they are and how they, like, force the whole 'public relationship' thing on people," Renee confessed, her words laced with frustration. The never-ending attention and gossip surrounding her love life had proven to be the most difficult part of her experience in the public spotlight.

Your heart skipped a beat when Renee mentioned the public relationship. Although no one had initially caught on, you knew someone would put it together in a matter of seconds, and whilst that thought scared you, it also brought a giddy smile to your lips.

You watched as the revelation hung in the air, a brief silence falling over the crowd before one of the audience members screamed excitedly, followed by several others as the realisation swept through the crowd.

"Wait… Are you guys dating?!" Drew burst out happily, unable to control her excitement as she, too, realised what Renee had alluded to.

A fierce blush spread its way across Renee's cheeks as she quickly moved to cover her wide smile and red cheeks with her hands. The crowd roared with excitement as she began giggling uncontrollably. You smiled proudly as her eyes met yours, shyly nodding for her to continue.

"Yeah,"

Screams and cheers erupted from the audience as Drew bounced in her seat. "Oh my God! You're kidding! "Tell me everything." Renee continued to laugh briefly before it faded: "We've basically been together since we worked on my song together."

The revelation hit the crowd like a wave, and your heart raced amid the uproar. The secret you and Renee had kept hidden for months was now revealed on a public stage, and you felt a mix of excitement and nervousness in the pit of your stomach. The spotlight had shifted not only to Renee but also to the secret love story that, until now, had played out behind closed doors.

Drew's exclamation mirrored the audience's sentiments, but your attention was drawn to Renee at that point. She sat there, bathed in the light from the stage lights, her eyes sparkling with a mix of vulnerability and joy. Your heart swelled with pride as she openly shared your relationship with the world, and you couldn't help but admire her.

"That's amazing! Did you like her before that?" Drew inquired, her eagerness palpable, echoing the curiosity that resonated throughout the auditorium. You held your breath, waiting to hear Renee's response.

"Of course I did. I had like the biggest crush on her the second we met." Renee confessed, her words hanging in the air like a melody that resonated with the audience as they collectively awwed. "Plus, her accent is like the cutest thing you will ever hear."

Drew leant slightly forward, her gaze fixed on Renee. "Is she here tonight?" she inquired curiously. Renee's lips curled into a mysterious smile, the stage lights reflecting the contours of her features. "She might be," she said, a small laugh escaping her lips afterwards. Her affectionate gaze moved across the dimly lit room, briefly meeting your tender gaze. She smiled softly as she spoke.

"And, to my girlfriend, who may or may not be here tonight, I love you so much, baby."

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[charlesslut16]

Hi, i love your writing, could you write something about jealous and angry sex with Charles? 💋

-new guy friend-

summary : you and charles were at a beach party and a guy flirted with you...

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : +18, smut, NSFW, dirty talk, fingering, p in v, badly translated french, curse words, public sex, jealous!charles, unprotected sex (be safe!)

note : i hope you like it! I'm watching f1 so i hope there will be no mistakes. Love you.

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You and charles were at a beach party, as he had some time of Formula One. Your friends were inside, while you were outside on the beach, enjoying your time alone together.

Before you went outside, charles played beer pong with his friends, while you were with Pierre, who introduced you to your new friend, René. You talked until charles came to you and you went outside.

The night air was cold and breezed through your whole body, you felt so relaxed as you sat between charles legs in the sandy wind, enjoying yourselves. He stroked your skin with his long fingers, the chill causing undeniable goosebumps.

You tried to ignore them as you nodded your head along encouragingly to your new friend's words, René's big hand came to your forearm as he spoke excitedly.

Usually this wouldn't have bothered charles, being more chill himself. But it was clear that this 'new friend of you' didn't give a single shit about your boundaries.

This new guy's hand kept finding you, grabbing you, tugging at you or making you laugh. And it drove charles mad. You were his girlfriend, you were here with him, and you would go home with him.

Charles couldn't help but glare at him. René didn't even notice, though. He only kept his eyes on you, which pushed Charles to being even more fucking bothered.

Charles' fingers grabbed at your thighs, and you brushed him off with a yelp. Your beautiful voice echoed in his mind. But you continued to give all your attention to whatever the jerk was saying.

"Ma cherie" Charles said in your ear. You knew that tone. He was warning you.  But you continued trying to give your attention to René, and Charles squeezed you tight to make his warning clear.

"Ne devrions-nous pas y aller maintenant?" Shouldn't we go now?

You and charles had rented a beach house just blocks away from the beach, the place comfortable and cozy. You wondered if he wanted to head home already because of the cold, breezy beach air.

"Already?" you asked, voice smooth. "Aren't you having fun? Rene was just telling us- "

"Yes already." He said annoyed, his voice husky. 

"Venir." He commanded softly, standing up. Come

"Sorry, mate, but me and y/n are heading home now." He simply stated towards the man in front of him, Rene's lip pulled down into a frown as he nodded his head. 

"Okay." He cleared his throat and added. "Nice meeting you guys."

Charles guided you upwards, his hand in yours as you rose to your feet. He finally met your eyes and didn't look all too pleased. You two walk hand in hand in silence towards the beach house, the only sound that filled your ears was the crash of waves.

"So-"

"Don't" Charles cut in. He didn't say it harshly, though, but there was a slight bite in his tone. Implying that he wasn't all too happy. He took a deep breath before glancing over at you.

"What am I going to do with you?"

"What do you mean, baby?" The innocence in our eyes made charles scoff, he squeezed your hand in his and pulled you up to the porch of your rented beach house.

"Don't play dumb with me." He led you towards the front door, but didn't stop to get his keys out of his jeans pocket. Instead, he backed you into the wall, his hands going to your hips.

"I don't usually get..." he sighed out, "Jealous." He lowered his eyes, he didn't want you to see the anger and disappointment in them.

"What? You had absolutely nothing to worry about."

"Oh?" Charles eyes twinkled with amusement, "You think I was worried? No. I didn't like him touching you. It fucking pisses me off. " He admitted, his voice raspy.

"Mais je n’étais pas inquiet. Il ne pourrait jamais te toucher comme je le fais. Le seul homme qui peut te toucher, c’est moi. Droite?" He squeezed your hips. But I wasn't worried. He could never touch you the way I do. The only man who can touch you is me. Right?

"Charles..." You breathed out, his name tasted so good on your tongue. "Montre-moi comment tu me touches alors." Show me how you touch me then.

Charles's head fell down to your shoulders as he chuckled, his hands brought your hips in closer to his. You could still hear the waves in the background along with his breathing.

"Vous toucher?" charles asked, one of his fingers slid down to the waistband of your red mini skirt, he peeled is back and then let go, slapped the material against your skin.  Touch you?

"Et comment devrais-je vous toucher?" He didn't lift his head, his words fell against the skin of your shoulder. "Si vous méritez même d'être touchée." And how should I touch you?  If you even deserve to be touched.

You slowly closed your eyes and tilted your head back as you felt Charles's big hand dip beneath your red mini skirt, his long fingers brushed against you so lightly.

"Baby..." you breathed out, "Only you can touch me like this."

"That's right." Charles said, lifted his head to take a look at you. Your head leaned against the wall, exposing your neck to him. He surged forward and kissed the expanse of your throat, you moaned, as you felt his lips suck on you.

"Tous les miens" He said quietly. "This is mine too." His fingers slide between your wet folds. "D’accord, princesse?" All mine.  Right, princess?

"Yes, Charles." you choked on your own words, as you felt his index finger play at your hole, teasing you so suddenly.

"Je détestais qu’il te touche. Je détestais la façon dont vous riez de ses blagues stupides. Et je détestais la façon dont il touchait ce qui m’appartenait." Charles's lip traveled all across your neck and collarbone.  I hated that he touched you. I hated how you laughed at his stupid jokes. And I hated how he touched what is mine.

"Dis-moi que tu n’appartiens qu’à moi. Dites-moi que vous ne répondez qu’à mon contact. Et dis-moi que tu ne seras jamais que mien." He suddenly demanded.  Tell me you only belong to me. Tell me that you only respond to my touch. And tell me that you will only ever be mine.

"Oh baby." You opened your eyes, but they rolled back, as he started pushing his fingers inside. "Oui...", you moan. "Qui." I do...  I do.

"You will only cum around my fingers, won't you? You will only ever cum on my cock, won't you?" He said, his tongue licked a strip up to your ear. 

"You'd only moan for me?"

"Qui, charles." You clenched hard around his fingers, as he started thrusting them deep into you, his long fingers, brushed against your special spot, that always got you to cum.

"Dis que tu es tout à moi, princesse." Say you're all mine, princess.

You bit back a loud moan, realized that you were outside and people were still walking around. "Je suis tout à toi."  You tried to whisper. "All yours." I'm all yours.  Bien à vous

"No." Charles halted his fingers, which made you groan out loudly. "Say it loudly."

You gulped, when your eyes met his, his gaze intensified, as he stared at you harshly. You moved your hips forward for some friction, but he stopped you from moving.

"Say you're mine." He repeated. You could hear the slight anger in his voice, you felt your heart skip a beat.

"Je suis tout à toi." You said with a grin. "Tous les vôtres alors s’il vous plaît"  You moved your hips desperately. All yours, so please...

"Brave fille" He managed to say between a few rough breaths. A third finger got added, as he began fucking you with them again. Your knees giving out on you, as you started to feel your orgasm approaching again.  Good girl.

You started to whimper, when he leaned forward and nibbled on your neck, his hands never quit. You felt the intense, wild, euphoric feeling of coming all around your jealous boyfriend's fingers.

"Only I can do this for you. I'm the only one who can make you come like this."

Then you fell into his arms, breathed out roughly, when he stroked your hair back. He then picked you up bridal style, took his keys out of his pockets, opened the door and walked into the beach house.

He then went into your shared bedroom, laid you on the bed and took off your shoes. You sat up straight, lust still in your eyes, as you waited for charles to come back, as he went out of the room.

"Ready for your second orgasm tonight?"

You only nodded as an answer, Charles came to the bed, while taking off his clothes until he stood in front of you, naked. He crawled on the bed and started taking your clothes off too.

In order not to talk about it, Charles pulled you down a little and pushed his cock in your pussy. You let out a loud moan, as you felt his big cock deep inside your pussy.

He started to ram his cock into you with a hard and steady pace. He was furious, but now he could release all his pent-up anger on you. 

"Rappelez-vous que je suis la seule à pouvoir vous baiser et vous faire jouir." Charles said, with a look that told you, that he fully meant it.  Remember, that I'm the only one who can fuck you and make you cum. 

As you felt your orgasm approaching, you signaled it to charles, who increased his pace in fucking you. And a minute later, you came with a loud moan. Soon after, Charles came deep inside your pussy.

"This is how it is supposed to be you are under me, me fucking you. You understand? You're all mine, and if I ever see you talk to this guy, you will face the consequences."

[official-cvntified-gay]

The chair, cheesecake, and the bruise (Reneé Rapp x Reader)

I watched the video of her falling on her chair. A recurring event where she fell on her birthday. Also, not me writing this on the way to univ to take tests with no sleep, no review and a few cups of coffee. Wish me luck on my exams. Gay Power!🌈💪🏻

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"Happy Birthday Nae-nae!" We greeted after we sang the Birthday song. It's exactly 12:00 and we decided to greet her first thing in hand. I giggled at her adorable wide smile. I gave her the bouquet and I completely melted as I saw her reaction, she quickly wrap her arms around my neck. I move my hand so the cheese cake wouldn't fall.

"Make a wish baby" I whisper in her ear as I gave her cheeks a kiss. She nodded and unwrapped her arms around my neck. This time her arm is wrapped around my waist. She closed her eyes for a moment to make a wish.

I admire her while she's doing that. Smiling softly as she mutter something under her breath. When she opens her eyes, she's looking directly at me. Our smiles slowly widen as we look at each other. "Stop being so adorable" we both roll our eyes at the voice of her manager.

"We're having a cheesy romantic moment. Stop being a dick" Renee stated, I snort at her comment. I shrugged my shoulders at Adam. He stopped recording the video. "Alright I'm gonna go back to sleep. Happy Birthday Renee" He gave me my phone and pat me on my shoulder. I thank him before we left.

"So~" I place the cake on the table. I stop to admire her while she's admiring the flowers. "These are so fucking cute. Thank you baby" She wrap her other arm around me, bringing me closer for a kiss. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her body even closer.

I move her shirt so I can feel her bare skin as our lips continue to kiss each other. She smile during the moment and I can't help but be affected by that smile.

"Happy Birthday baby" I lowly mutter, our lips touching as I speak those words. She looks at me with those eyes, I peck her lips lightly. My hands moving up and down her waist.

I put my hand up to caress her cheek, both of us just smiling like an idiot. I noticed her looking down at my lips. I slowly moved to bring our lips together, she lets out a soft moan as our lips dance against each other.

She wrap her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. We continued to make out till we have to pull away for oxygen.

"Come on, let's eat the cheese cake!" You said excitedly, letting go of Reneé. "You go ahead baby. I'll just charge my phone." I gave her forehead a kiss before walking inside our shared room.

I was settling my phone down when I heard a loud bang outside. My reaction time was quick, as I was already running outside the room to check on Reneé.

Who is currently on the floor.

"What happened baby!?" I didn't have time to scan the room as I'm gently helping settle her on the couch.

"You alright?" You asked when you noticed her silence. She looked up at you, her lips quivering slightly and tears brimming her eyes. You let out a soft chuckle, she looked adorable.

"Are you hurt baby?" She nodded with pouty lips, you let out a laugh because of cute she is. You gave her head a kiss before going to the fridge to grab some ice pack.

"Here, can you raise your arm a little for me Nae?" She did what I asked, she let out a small "ow" while doing so. You can't help but laugh, "fuck you" you let out a full on belly laugh as you realized what happened.

"Ok, ok. I'm sorry baby" You giggle when she looks at you. "Sorry, I'll go grab us some utensils so we can eat your cheese cake." As you were grabbing the plates, you heard her voice.

"It's my birthday, and we're about to our cheesecake for my birthday." You snorted out as she continued "how do I flip the camera? Well it's right thwere." She pointed the camera to the cheesecake.

"And then the fucking chair bwoke. And I FELL" she pointed at the now broken chair. You continue watching her as she pointed to her iced arms.

"And I'm BRUISED. I Bruise easily." You immediately went to her once she put the phone down.

"My poor baby" you cooed at her, but she just slapped your arm and hug you with one arm. You stroke her hair as you examine her bruising arm.

"Here, let me get the cheesecake" You settle the plates and cutlers down the table. Then you get the cheesecake, the rest of the night was spent with feeding Reneé and apologizing for laughing at her.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

(𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙)

[melissatalks]

Been thinking bout you

Request: "A story where it’s a person with adhd at a Renee concert, and she sees them stimming or smth and they have a talk and exchange numbers, ect ect. Go crazy with it !!"

A/N: I was soooo excited to write this one!! Also I didn't know if you wanted gender neutral but I only write gxg. It's not my best tho.

Y/n pov:

It's a Saturday morning, my friend had gotten me Snow Hard Feelings tour tickets as an early birthday gift since the show happened six days before my birthday. I grew up being a huge Broadway nerd so when I had the opportunity to go to New York to go see Mean Girls I made sure to have the best tickets and have a chance to meet some of the actors at the end of the show. Luckily, I met Reneé and I have been following her work ever since.

It was 7 AM and I was now getting ready to go line up to have a chance to get barricade. Léa said that she would pick me up by seven thirty so I had to hurry. I put on a long white skirt with my snow angel crop top. I put my hair up in a half up half down adding a little blue heart shaped hair clip. As I finished my look, I heard the buzz of my apartment ring. Grabbing my coat, I got downstairs then took the bus with Léa down to MTELUS.

After queuing for a few hours, we got to the barricade right in front of where my long time celebrity crush will be standing in a few minutes. I had forgotten to take my pill this morning so my energy was taking over. In such a crowded place it was hard to move which meant that I couldn't let any of it out and it resulted in me playing with my rings, picking my skin or even hitting myself. As the concert finished, my once long nails were short, the buts on my fingers were bleeding and my arms had a few bruises on them. I felt incredibly guilty knowing that it was all my fault but it is what it is. Léa and I were crying in each other's arms before walking to the meet and greet line even though I have met her before, I'm still so nervous.

Léa was filming as I walked up to Reneé. She immediately pulled my into a hug while I sobbed in her shoulder. When I calmed down Reneé asked me if I wanted her to pull away and I shook my head slowly.

"I do gave limited time baby but let me tell you, I've been thinking about you a lot recently and when I saw you in the crowd I was like genuinely so happy." She said in a low tone all while continuing to smile. She has such a warm and welcoming smile.

"Also I dont wanna be indescrete but I saw your hands are you okay?" Reneé continued this time looking right into my eyes.

"Uh yeah...I needed to get energy out and so I stimmed...you know how it is." I answered feeling honestly embarrassed even if I know I shouldn't be.

"I do, do not worry. Alright well I have to go but check your pockets." She whispered in my ear, tapping the left pocket of my coat discreetly.

When I got home, I remembered what Reneé had said and found a note that was scribbled "You're cute and funny, you also seem really fun to hang out with. Here's my number." I feel like if I'm in a fanfiction. Let's just say I went to sleep feeling pretty good that night.

A/N: short oneee made that while rewatching spirited away 🫶🏻

[lenisoldi]

hey!! are you well? could you do headcanons of what it would be like to spend christmas with each of the BoB boys? ❣️

HCs: Christmas with the BoB boys

Heyy, I'm fine thx, hope you're fine too. I love that idea and hope you like it🩷

Masterlist

Don:

I think Don would spend a lot of time on Christmas markets

Hot chocolate with marshmallows

He's the type of guy who would put up decorations like a Christmas wreath, a nutcracker or elves

Late-night walks in the snow, just the two of you (and your kid(s) if you have one/some)

You guys are often baking Christmas cookies during winter

Sitting in front of the fireplace in Don's arms was one of the best things of the days

You can be sure that you won't be alone in the house on Christmas evening; he invited his brothers and his sisters, so you guys had a full house with much food and many stories to tell

Luz:

This guy would bring elf pranks to the next level, let me tell you, always new ideas, always funny, always unusual

Luz would definitively ride all the KIDS-carousels on X-Mas markets and write a wishlist to Santa as well

Making a mess in the kitchen while burning half of the cookies? It was George Luz!

On the other side, I think, he would be the guy who just sits down next to the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate and a blanket and just reads one of his favorite books  (if you ask him, he is more than welcome to read it out loud for you to listen)

He'd wear the (ugly) Christmas socks and Hoodies your mom made for you two 

baking and decorating gingerbread houses

Winters:

Just dancing outside when it's dark and snowing 

Drinking Mulled Wine or just walking through a snowy forest is on top of his winter to-do-list

He's the type of person who wants a quiet and cozy Christmas

He would love to spend a day with you doing nothing but decorating your Christmas tree and listening to slow Christmas music

Going ice skating on the frozen lake behind your house, where there are just the two of you  

I bet you two got a beautiful Christmas wreath on your door

Attending the festivity of Lewis parents

Nix:

You would definitely find Lew with a cup of hot mulled wine

 Just saying in the bed and cuddling while outside the snow is storming

Dancing to old music while the fire is the only light in the room

laughing after you both fell on the same frosty spot; he's above of you and just stares you in the eyes (I mean, just imagine these dark deer eyes) before he kisses you

Sharing a blanket while watching Christmas movies

Spending Christmas with his strict parents and gossiping and judging about them on your way home

Attending the Christmas festivity of their parents in a nice suit and dress

Doc:

Eating cookies and drinking hot chocolate after a long walk in the winter landscape

kisses under a mistletoe

Gene would for sure go to a theater with you and watch 'The Nutcracker'

Writing Christmas cards together to your friends and your families

 Going to Renee's grave together

You are teaching him how to ice skate

Just get this man some scissors as a gift, and he's happy

Don't forget to put on some gloves and your scarf, not that you get sick

On the other hand, wouldn't it be bad to get sick because who else should Gene treat?

Ron:

Having a glass of red wine in front of the fireplace and the decorated Christmas tree

Playing in the snow with your guys daughter, building a snowman with her while you are watching from the window

Ron would give you a beautiful necklace as a Christmas gift

I think Ron wouldn't be the type of guy who would enjoy long winter walks, but he would rather sit in your living room with his little family and watch a Christmas movie, with his daughter sleeping on his lap and your head on his shoulder

Toye:

When I tell you, on Christmas day, he wouldn't let you do anything, so you could enjoy the whole day, I MEAN IT (:

He would bring you food to the bed—hot chocolate, pancakes, literally everything you want

You wanna spend the day in your cozy bed? Joe is down for it!

You rather wanna go to the Christmas market in your town? Joe is just about to put on his boots!

He would love to decorate the house with you

Joe would put up lights outside and wave to you through the kitchen window while you are baking something

PLEASE get him some new brass knuckles as a present; this man would worship you for the rest of your life

Lieb:

S'mores are a must for the two of you during the winter season

I think you're fine if you get him some Hershey bars as a gift (;

Although Lieb is Jewish, you guys are putting up a Christmas tree and decorating the house with your kids, exchanging gifts and singing songs

During the walk back to your house, I bet a snowball fight would break out, and you would end up in each other's arms just laughing

After an exhausting day, you would just fall onto the couch, just cuddling for the rest of the evening

Babe:

A quiet Christmas evening? Exactly the right thing for Babe and you

Just staying in bed, under the warm blanket with some homemade cookies and hot chocolate or tea, and watching Christmas movies

Maybe you go outside to meet Gene and his girl to spend the day at a market or just walk through the snowy nature

Playing some card games with friends or just you two by the candlelight

Choosing a Christmas tree a few days before Christmas evening

Babe would certainly shovel the snow in front of your house, just to make sure your parents won't break their bones when they come over

And at the end of the day, you two would just share a blanket in front of the fireplace

[jeysmullet]

may i request a part two for the Hook dating Jeff Hardy’s daughter fic, if you feel like writing a second part? it was amazing!!

Atleast they know.

Hook X Female Hardy!Reader

Warnings:fluff, dads being hilarious.

Y/n Hardy.

I swiped the key card against the pad before pushing the handle down and opening the door.

"You staying here tonight?"

I questioned my boyfriend while walking towards the bed.

"Yeah. Darius said he was taking his girlfriend back to our room, so i really don't have a choice."

I heard him laugh.

I shook my head laughing before crouching down to my suitcase and grabbing some shorts and a shirt.

I walked over to the bathroom and cut on the light.

"Y/n."

I heard Tyler say from the bed.

"Hmm?"

I hummed in response to let him know i was listening.

"Do you think we should tell our dads or let them figure it out?"

"I will find it personally hilarious if they find out on their own."

"Yeah, you're right."

I heard him say before seeing him strip down to his boxers in the corner of my eye.

When i was finishing changing and finished washing my face, i left the bathroom turning off the light before walking over to the bed.

I pulled the covers back before getting into bed, and pulling the covers up.

"You nervous for tomorrow?"

I asked Tyler as he laid his head on my chest.

Tomorrow is when Tyler defends the FTW Championship against Jack Perry.

Ever since he found out he's been so nervous about it. He feels like if he loses, he'll let everyone down. Which we all know isn't true.

"Yeah, I mean what if i lose? Will my dad be disappointed? I feel like i'll disappoint everyone even you."

He spoke softly wrapping his arms around my waist, pushing his head deeper onto my chest.

"Ty, you could never disappoint me. You could never disappoint your dad, if you could hear all of the stuff he brags about with you. He's gonna be proud of you no matter what. I'll be proud of you no matter what. I promise you."

I spoke running my hand through his hair, moving it out of his face when it falls in it.

"I love you Y/n."

I heard the boy speak before hearing soft snores.

"I love you too, Ty Ty."

I whispered before leaning over to cut the light off, before letting sleep takeover.

TIME SKIP

Y/n Hardy.

Location: Arena.

I was sat in catering talking to Skye Blue and Renee.

"I'm excited for tonight's matches, they all seem good."

Skye spoke sipping out of a bottle of water.

"Yeah, i'm ready for the FTW Match."

Renee agreed with the girl.

I saw Skye turn and look at me out of the corner of my eye, so i looked up from my phone towards her.

"Speaking of FTW, why was Jeff and Taz so happy yesterday? Did you finally tell them you're dating a certain champion?"

Skye wiggles her eyebrows at me with a smile on her face.

"No, not yet. They know we did go on a date yesterday tho."

I shrugged placing my phone on the table.

"They knew?"

Renee asked shocked.

"Yep, Taz thinks he finally got me to agree to a date with Tyler."

Skye and Renee shook their heads laughing at what they were just told.

The three of us continued talking until i got a text message.

"Can you come to my locker room rq?"

The notification read.

"Hold on y'all, i'll be right back."

I told the girls getting up.

I heard them say okay before i started walking towards the locker rooms.

I was walking until i got to the door that read, "Hook".

I knocked on the door before opening it.

"what's wrong?"

I ask him as soon as i saw his face.

"I'm nervous, i'm scared."

"Baby, i told you it's gonna be okay. Win or lose tonight, we're all gonna be here to support and love you. I promise. Come here."

i said holding my arms out, making him walk into them.

We just hold each other until we heard a knock on the door.

"Hook, you're on in 5."

We heard a producer through the door.

I turned back to him and smiled.

"You got it."

i told him before standing on my tippy toes a bit and kissed him on the cheek.

He smiled before heading over to the door.

"I love you."

i heard him say.

"I love you too, good luck."

I smiled before i saw him disappear behind the door.

Time to go watch my man.

TIME SKIP

Y/n Hardy.

Location: Arena.

I watched the monitor as Jack grabbed the FTW title and hit Tyler across the head.

I gasped watching Tyler fall to the mat before Jack scooted towards him putting his body over his.

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2

3

"HERES YOUR WINNER AND NEW FTW CHAMPION, JACK PERRY."

I watched as Tyler was laid out on the mat.

Jack finally walked backstage with Tyler following a minute or 2 after.

As soon as Tyler saw me, he walked over to me walking into my arms.

I held him until we heard voices coming from behind him.

He turned around backing away from me seeing our dads standing there.

“Well damn.”

My dad said.

The 4 of us bursted out laughing.

“Wait so all that trouble just for y’all to be together already?”

Taz asked shaking his head smiling.

“Surprise!”

I said laughing.

The 4 of us spent the rest of the night going out to dinner and catching our dads up on our relationship.

While at dinner, Tyler decided he was finally ready for our relationship to be public. So he made sure i was okay with it, and he posted us on instagram.

The picture blew up, people were congratulating us, some fan girls were kinda iffy but most of it was support.

While we were nearing the end dinner, i got a text notification from Skye.

“Girl, check Taz’s twitter.”

The text read.

i furrowed my eyebrows and swiped on my phone until i got to the blue app.

I opened the app and all i saw was retweets of the picture and people talking about it.

I went to the trending and saw the two of us were trending.

I smiled shaking my head before putting my phone down and laying my head on Tyler’s shoulder.

I love my life.

🏷️: @kcloveswrestling @hooks-martin

[coff-in]

You think Mrs Graves gives daughter reader her own bedroom in the house? Cuz imagine Andrew and Ashley arriving and say Reader is out at school and the siblings notice that mom really does pick favorites because Reader gets her own bedroom while Andy's left on the couch and Ashley the basement

notes from coff-in: coff-in tries not to write nice renee graves whoes also incestuous challenge, let's go!

[fem reader-insert]

i do think if mrs graves liked [reader] enough to take her out of the quarantine, she would also get [reader] her own bedroom in their new house. i bet it has a bed and a window, along with a desk and closet or wardrobe. it'd be so infuriating to andrew and ashley when they break in and see this perfectly normal bedroom for [reader]. renee let's them stay for the night, telling them that [reader] should get back home with mr graves. they set up the table for three, leaving andrew and ashley to improvise their seats at the table. mr graves comes with [reader] in tow behind him, backpack coming off her shoulders when she sees them waiting in the living room.

"andrew... ashley...?" she asks in shock.

if it were me, i would run up to hug them both. mom said that they had died after all! if not from the parasites before then the apartment fire after. andrew and ashley might not be happy to see [reader], the favored sibling was able to live a 'normal' life. the dinner they share would be tense. [reader] wants to talk about how they're still alive, how did they find mom's house, and if they wanna stay here now that they're alive.

her mom and siblings blanched at that.

when dinner is over, mrs graves says that it's best if andrew and ashley sleep in two separate places for the night. it's odd that mrs graves denies [reader] from sharing her bedroom with ashley. it shouldn't be too much of an issue, it's not like they haven't been sharing a bedroom for the past 18 years of their lives at least, and it would definitely be more pleasant than sleeping in the basement. however, her mother's word is law...

if andrew and ashley like [reader] (platonically or romantically) then i'm sure ashley would just sneak into [reader]'s bedroom regardless of what her mom says. it's all a very neat idea though, and i encourage you to explore it for yourself :]

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coff-in

[anamoon63]

Simblr New Years Resolution 2024

Thanks @serenasims for the tag! 🤗💗

What's your Resolution for your Simblr?

This is going to be a shock, even for me, but I want to focus more on my gameplay, keep it simple and leave the long and intricate stories for my normal writing, i.e. my non sims writing. I also want to enjoy the game more, play for the sake of playing, have fun with The Sims like I used to. It doesn't mean I won't continue the stories I've already started, but maybe I'll switch to a simpler, yet visually more appealing format. I'd like to find a balance between the visual and the written word, if that makes any sense at all. I'm talking about less words, but also less photos, to be less repetitive and hectic. I don't know, I'm still looking for that change, I hope to be able to achieve that this year.

What do you want from the Sims Franchise?

Ah, where do I start? Lol. Well, I'd like a whole new game as the Sims 4 hasn't quite finished convincing me, it's been out there for 20 years and I'm just starting to play it. Anyway, for Sims 4 in particular I would like the same as my dear friend @serenasims, you know, concerts, bands, cars…To be completely honest, I don't know if I want more stuff for S4 because my game is so in pieces now, those back-to-back updates break so many things every time they come. Doesn't mean I haven't had tons of fun with TS4! 💗 Now, if I had something to ask for it would be, open world, cars, bigger worlds with more houses, the ability to create lots and add them to the map like in Sims 3, be able to remove corrupted or ruined houses. Truth is, I would prefer if they did a whole new game, but if The Sims 5 is going to be this Project Rene thing, just please leave me out. Lastly, if I really wanted something from the franchise as a whole (because seriously, I don't expect anything from EA anymore), and if I were allowed to dream, I wish they would fix The Sims 3, remaster it, make it work for everyone (it works for me, but that takes a lot of dedication and upkeep). In short, I wish EA hadn't trashed The Sims 3 like they did, and actually fixed the bugs, if they had, now it would now be an even greater game than it already is. Ok, I didn't want this to turn into a rant, but, well, you know me. 😋

Any other New Years Resolutions?

If this question is in regard to real life, well, I'd like to start a site with my stories, non sims, the ones I've written throughout my life. But that's just a thought at this moment, I'm not really sure if I'll be able to pull it off. The resolution would be in any case, to take steps towards that, and to start writing my new novel already, cause at my age, one is more aware of the number of years one has left, it's as if a countdown has begun. I mean, I'm not that old, lol, but you never know, hence my other resolutions: take care of my health, keep exercising, eat healthy, drink more water, give up junk food, smile, have fun, be less worried about everything, etc. In other words: keep me alive and happy. I don't usually make resolutions, they are more like wishes or plans, projects that I don't know if I'll have the time or the energy to accomplish, but that I really want to pursue this year, or in the years to come. :)

I know, as usual, my post turned out quite long and incoherent, lol. Sorry, but I couldn't help myself.

Also, as almost always, my tag answers are a little late, so I'm tagging all my mutuals and followers who haven't done this one yet. 😊

[goldengroovy]

Hi! Thank you so so much for organizing the event, I'm really looking forward to it! I can't wait to see what amazing things the community will share :D!

If it's not too much, may I ask what your plans for it are? Are you only going to post art, or are you going to write as well? Focus on the love interests and ocs, or involve more of the other characters? I'm very curious because you're one of my favorite creators in the fandom, and you're very talented :3. I get really happy to see your username pop up in the tags hehe >.<

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(also can I ask if it's ok to do canon X canon for the event? Nothing problematic, just a ship for fun, promise! >.<)

this fandom is so nice oh my god i love u guys!!!

im glad to see all the positive reactions for the event! it was kind of a random idea me and my friend nessie came up with, and for some reason i decided to follow through. which I will never regret!

I'm planning on doing mostly art for each prompt, with drabbles to match it! ouuu dont hope for too much though, because I've never successfully followed through with a fanweek haha. (yet!!)

im mainly focused on mc x tamarack and mc x renee!! and maybe a bit of tamaren because I can't help it haha.

its so wild hearing you say that im one of your favs!! like woah people perceive me, and woah people like me!! isnt that awesome ^^

anyways, of course you're free to do canonxcanon! you don't have to ask for my permission to do so <3 im so excited to see what you'll make!

[codename-adler]

My 2 niche aftg takes are that I love and accept Nora’s extra content, just because they don’t get married or say I love u or any of that stuff, doesn’t mean they are not healing and that they can never truly be healed without those things, it’s just that those are not important to them and that’s valid, their happy ending doesn’t have to look like everyone else’s (I also love and accept Nora’s writing, not a fan of when everyone jokingly bashes her books as if she didn’t capture all our hearts, art is meant to make you feel, and she succeeded in that a lot more than a lot of other ‘good’ writing)

Number two is that I’m not a fan of a lot of the fanon characterisation of Andrew and Neil, I know it’s par for the course in queer media that a fandom will feminise one character and masculinise the other (and make one the ‘bottom’ and one the ‘top’ respectively) , and I even expected it, obviously that’s weird in itself but that’s not even the part that bothers me that much since I knew it would happen, the part that does is that they clearly have done it the wrong way round, because like, if any one of those boys is going to wear a skirt, it’s Andrew, he’s the one that likes fashion and might decide to experiment, not Neil. If anyone is a ‘submissive’ it’s Andrew, the way he acts in the books, he literally does anything neil wants to make him happy, and if anyone gives top energy, it’s Neil josten, and I know this is silly but I guess it made the whole thing a lot more jarring for me when I went on to read fanfic and it felt even more ooc than it usually would. Anyway that’s all.

that damn extra content... Okay. i have barely read any of it.

i've read Wymack's story / Dan's recruitment; me likes. i just love that man. nora knows how to build her men.

i've read Jean's drafts and his abuse at the Nest; me hates. the SA just thrown in there for what? Riko's already dead, it's pointless to further villainize him when the series is over. i hate SA as an afterthought, something that gives character, something being used as a plot device. with the announcement of TSC however? we'll see...

i've read Allison's future; me irks. see previous ask.

andreil stuff, i've read about here and there but not directly from the source; some me laughs, some me don't care. that's literally it. i don't give it much, if any, thought at all.

i've heard of Renee's future in the peace corps and marrying a man; me ew ew ew. she is so queer-coded it's baffling how that was achieved with Renee/Jean in mind. and the peace corps?? that toxic american white savior bullshit?? baby no. there are much better religious orgs and rep out there.

the rest is mystery to me. i'm cumulating more and more reasons to thoroughly read through the EC, but it's not like... an urge. i'll get to it when i get to it. i appreciate nora sakavic for writing it, but also for not pushing it everywhere. she doesn't mind whether one considers it canon or not. i really, really appreciate that of her. SO DO NOT COME FOR HER AND HER WRITING. aftg is GOOD. it was never badly written. it's just so out of left field that it is difficult not to be made to feel ashamed for liking the series by mainstream lit and lit. corps. honestly give me a work of literature that has had a stronger grip on its readers than aftg and that you consider being 'well-written' in comparison. i will never, ever say it's bad. because it isn't. i will not be taking any question.

as for the second part of this ask... i am uncomfortable discussing sexual fanon content, and i simply do not read that kind of stuff very often, again because it's not for me, so i won't be able to add to this. perhaps other mutuals can reach out to you on this?

thank you for your contribution @doctorwhomybae and sorry for the tardiness!

[blueberrywhale123]

Les Mis

So I've had an idea boiling around in my brain for over a year or two now (I lose track) and it's a modern AU for Les Mis because I don't like characters dying.

It's a focus on Valjean because I can't for the life of me find modern ones with a focus on Valjean!

So basically, here it goes:

How Valjean reunited with his sister and her son, ended up with Cosette, and later the Enjolras family.

It opens with Valjean moving into his new apartment, it's really small and cheap but all he can afford. He is trying to build a life for himself in the real world after prison and it is an uphill battle. His sister is in Paris working for all he knows, his last letter with her saying as much before he pushed her away and he stopped answering her until she stopped writing.

He runs into his sister a few months later. Tearful reunion. Lots of apologizing. Justine (That's my name for his sister) tells Valjean that her husband passed away (either a work-related death or a drunk driver) and she lost her job and house and the city took her son (maybe Feuilly??) out of her custody because she was failing to provide for him. Valjean immediately gets to work helping Justine. He takes her in, helps her find a job, he talks to all the legal and government people about how to get custody back. It's a grueling process that takes two years but they get Feuilly back entirely.

Valjean then meets Fantine and Cosette, he is their neighbor in the apartment complex. Valjean notices that Fantine is rarely around - working nights - and Cosette is almost always with the Thenardiers down a floor. Fantine takes ill and Valjean nurses her and takes care of Cosette because he finds out that the Thenardiers were using her for child labor. Fantine starts to get better but soon takes a turn for the worse and she’s dying (don’t know from what yet). She asks Valjean if he can make a will for her that puts Cosette in his care. Valjean gets custody of Cosette when Fantine dies and they live a happy life with Justine and her son MaybeFeuilly. Like Marilla and Matthew raising Anne but to the left a little bit.

Cosette even makes friends with some little girls from school that are from the Combeferre and Courfeyrac family (but neither of the brothers know this until years later.)

Little did either know that Fantine wasn't the only woman whom Felix seduced and left pregnant. Rene Enjolras is the son of Paulette Enjolras, whose good husband passed away from cancer. This spurred Rene to check for diseases in his family line and the DNA test came back with a deadbeat sperm donor and a little half-sister. Valjean and Cosette get the shock of a lifetime when Rene asks to meet when he finds out about them at 17, and Cosette is 15. They start a tentative family relationship. His mother moves to England for something and Enjolras decides to go to university in Paris. This leads to him spending a lot of time with Jean and Cosette, they get really close and he stays with them.

The Les Amis stuff happens eventually and I thought that they could have started an afterschool tutoring program for underprivileged kids. Since they did something like it with adults in the book I think. Basically, Enjolras has the hardest time sharing personal information and so barely anyone finds out about Cosette and company unless it's by accident. Courfeyrac and Combeferre didn't actually know for a fact she was real until they saw her at their high school graduation!

Eventually, all the Les Amis find out about Enjolras' whole other branch in his family tree (most of which isn't blood related) and force their way into the circle.

Basically, by the time I'm done with this, Valjean will have sooooo so so many people around him that his little antisocial anxious heart won't know what to do with them all!

I'm gonna write it! At some point in my life ...

[cassiaratheslytherpuff]

Hello! 💙 Could you please tell us something about your Rarry WIPs? I'm especially interested in the 3am conversation one. 👀 Thank you!

Thank you for asking! 💜 (Though you might regret it, as this is just angst).

The 3am conversations is pretty much just that, a few conversations I imagine Ron and Harry had in the middle of the night where barriers are down and nothing good happens. It's very much the same vibe as the song Pretty Girls by Renee Rapp (which ever since it came out has made me want to go back and finish this fic, but I keep wanting to write all the things so I haven't gotten around to it yet)

“If I wasn’t with Hermione, I’d totally hook up with you,” Ron says. He’s grinning at Harry like he’s just given him a huge compliment. Like that was the answer Harry wanted when complaining of loneliness. “Don’t,” Harry says. He can’t look at Ron, so he doesn’t. Instead, he directs his gaze up to the starry sky above them. It’s nice, or at least it was supposed to be nice. A weekend getaway with his best friend, a small cabin surrounded by trees. They had gone outside to enjoy the afternoon sun and a few pints to many later the sun was gone. Harry didn’t feel the dark until now though. “I’m not kidding,” Ron says. It makes everything worse, somehow. “Ron, don’t.” Harry closes his eyes against the pain of it. Of having the thing he wants most dangled in front of his face and not being able to grab it. What is he supposed to do with that information? Wish that Hermione wasn’t there, that she didn’t love Ron? That Ron breaks her heart by leaving her? He can’t win this, and that’s fine as long as Ron fucking shuts up. “Mate, it’s a compliment.” “No, it fucking isn’t,” Harry says, surprising himself with the force in the words. He stands from the chair to pace the length of the porch. “Merlin, Ron. You’re not this obtuse. You know.” Ron’s face falls, and Harry isn’t wrong. He does know. Probably said what he did as some sort of messed up way to make Harry feel better. It’s not his fault, really, it’s the truth. But when the truth is ‘If I couldn’t have my first choice, I’d be happy settling for you’ it’s better to just keep silent. “I wasn’t sure,” Ron says, voice almost a whisper. Harry throws his hands up and tries to hold on to the anger. Despite his efforts, it fades as quickly as it came, and Harry uses his hands to rub at his tired eyes. “Well, you’re sure now,” Harry says. “So just – don’t. It just fucking hurts, OK?” “Yeah,” Ron agrees. “Sorry.”

[tinglingfuckingsensation]

Fic & Posts Masterlist

After ten years on this hellsite, I've been a lot more active this year than ever before, and I'm starting to lose track of my posts because my tagging is all over the place. So here's a masterlist to make navigating my blog a little easier.

Hi, I'm tingling(fucking)sensation, and I've been writing fanfiction since 2008! I've written for different fandoms over the years, so here's a masterlist of all my fics, as well as fanart and other media I've been dabbling in. I like writing (smutty) hurt/comfort fics.

I am happy to take fic requests, working on them might take a while though. I won't write mpreg or major character death.

Find me on Ao3. Tag for my writing

Band of Brothers

Eugene Roe Gifset Baberoe Gifset & Video In the bleak midwinter || Baberoe Christmas Music Video Bastogne Christmas Meta Winnix going my way shitpost Ask about my fics Some random memes I made: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Fanfictions: Baberoe, complete, canon era if not otherwise specified.

Hungry Work: (9 Chapters, 27,362 Words, Rated E for heavy topics and explicit sexual content)

Gene Roe deals with a crisis of faith, internalized homophobia, being a medic in ww2 and falling in love for the first time.

@cirr0stratus made wonderful art for this fic, you can find it here!

Take Me to Church Music Video Meta post about the last chapter thinking about religion and mental health

Tag for this fic

Not Okay: (1 Chapter, 2,205 Words, Rated T for heavy topics, Gen or Pre-Slash)

Gene comforts Babe after Julien dies. Set during Hungry Work Ch.1 but can be read as a standalone. Inspired by this beautiful fanart, also by @cirr0stratus

Shelter: (1 Chapter, 859 Words, Rated G, Gen or Pre-Slash)

Inspired by this post by @danopdf - Babe washes Gene's hands in a foxhole in Bastogne.

Little Prayer: (1 Chapter, 3,030 Words, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

Fic about Gene calling Babe by his nickname throughout the war.

Just the tip: (2 Chapters, 6,463 Words, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

Gene and Babe share a room, and there's just one bed. Silly filthy porn without plot.

The Bargain: (1 Chapter, 8,131 Words, Medieval/Horror AU, Rated E for gore and explicit sexual content)

My beloved fucked up Halloween fic. Monster!Gene. Very bloody, please read the tags on Ao3.

Give and Take: (1 Chapter, 2,767 Words, Modern AU, Renee/Gene/Babe, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

Gene and Renee invite Babe to their shared bed. Porn without plot.

The Sandman Dreamling, complete if not otherwise specified.

Un Ami: (2 Chapters, 11,439, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

Hob frees Dream and offers him friendship and comfort in the aftermath.

Un peu d'amour: (1 chapter, 1,286 Words, Rated M)

Companion piece to Un Ami, some musings from Dream's perspective.

Le bien et le mal: (WIP on hiatus, 4 Chapters, 4,369 Words, Rated T)

Sequel to Un Ami. Desire stirs up some shit, and Dream spirals.

Should I know on my own what it is : (1 Chapter, 1,540 Words, Rated G, Gen)

Dream reflects on healing and being cared for.

Other Fandoms

BennyxBrady Flight School WIP Snippet (Masters of the Air) - this fic will get finished and posted one day....not sure when tho

Beautiful Undone: (Dragon Age Inquisition, Cullen/Dorian, 1 Chapter, 2,903 Words, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

Smutty oneshot dealing with erectile dysfunction.

Dorian Dragon Age Fanart

Forever at your side: (Spartacus, Tiberius/Sabinus, WIP on hiatus 6 Chapters, 18,353 Words, Rated E for explicit sexual content)

My forever WIP - how their lives could have gone if the decimation didn't happen.

Feather Light Touches: (Green Street Hooligans, Matt/Pete, 1 Chapter, 1,891 Words, Rated M)

One of the first fanfictions I've ever written. Matt and Pete friends to lovers.

Viktor Arcane Fanart

[boasamishipper]

You posting Dan/Harry fic got me to check out the original Night Court series and I love it so much (and I'm also enjoying the revival)! Then I went back to read Judicial Impropriety and it gives me all the warm fuzzies. I love how you write Dan/Harry so much. especially their banter, sweet moments, and how much they want each other, I've reread it twice this week already :D do you have more ideas for them, aside from your Judge Leon series (which I also love, though it can be painful) 💜

hi nonny! thank you so much, i'm so happy to hear you enjoyed Judicial Impropriety and my Judge Leon series - and that my fics got you to watch the original night court series! i'm beyond flattered 🥰

to answer your question, i do indeed have more dan/harry fics planned. here's what i'm tinkering with right now:

Pretrial Motions: In which Harry celebrates his impending appointment to the bench by having a one night stand with a hot attorney he meets in a bar. Preseries AU.

Moral Obligations: In which Harry's not-so-judicial thoughts are about Dan, not Christine, and Dan's morals decide to kick in at the worst possible time. 4.22 AU.

Code of Conduct: Companion piece to Judicial Impropriety - Harry's POV of how he and Dan get together.

and over in the Judge Leon AU:

Sweetheart Deal: Leon works up the courage to ask out Rene Robinson, and Dan debates getting back on the market after a chance reunion with old flame Joan Hobson.

Contributory Negligence: After Leon is badly injured in a car accident and goes into a coma, Dan comes to terms with how much Leon means to him.

Residuary Legacy: On the sixth anniversary of Harry's death, Leon joins Dan in scattering Harry's ashes off the coast of Rhode Island. On the way, Dan reflects on his and Harry's love story, from the beginning to the end.

[jtl-fics]

Fic Writer 40

8, 9, 10, and 20

Meme for Fic Writers Ask Game

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

Oh I'm really really proud of a scene in Math Nerd where Neil and Andrew are having a game of truth up on the roof.

"Ask." Andrew says.

"Are you happy?" he asks. Is he...happy? "That's your question?" Andrew asks despite himself. "It is." Neil says not looking out at him, "You can think about it. I don't need the answer right away I guess." Neil says. Is he happy? He thinks about his life, more specifically his life after Alex. He still wants to find his friend, wants to thank you and smack him over the head for the risk he took. He thinks about having a brother, having a cousin, and even his friendships with Renee and Kevin. "Why do you want to know?" Andrew asks. "It's still my turn Andrew." Neil reminds. Is he happy? "I wouldn't call it happy." He says because Andrew doesn't do that. "What are you then?" Neil asks. "Why do you want to know?" Andrew returns. "I care about you, I'd like for you to at least be...content with your life." Neil answers. Content feels safer, feels less like an admission. "I'm content." Andrew gives back and Neil smiles still not looking at Andrew at all. "That's good. I'm glad." Neil pushes himself away from the ledge, "See you tomorrow Andrew." he says leaving Andrew alone on the roof.

I just like the whole conversation though this bit had me in tears when I was writing it. The whole conversation has some jokes ("He went somewhere I couldn't follow." "Arizona?") but I think it really shows how lonely Neil has been made by his time travel. He's so desperate for there to be something good that came out of it. If that good thing is that Andrew is happy or at least content? Maybe it's okay.

9. Which fic has been the hardest to write?

I mean like emotionally? "I'll Take Care Of You" devastated me for a while.

Writing as in like it fought me the whole damn way there are a lot of parts of Fluent Freshman that have fought me. I always know the joke I wanna tell by the end of a part but so help me building up to it or transitioning to the next one is always super duper hard for me.

10. Which fic has been the easiest to write?

Man I banged out "Sometimes Life is Accepting That Things Get Hard" in like an evening. The imagery that Lex put on twitter was just SO DANG GOOD that it shot out of me.

20. Describe your perfect writing conditions. (Answered before)

It is immediately before an arbitrary deadline I have set for myself that no one else is focused on. I have hold music playing. I have a cherry coke within easy reaching distance. I have muted discord because i am categorically bad at not chatting.