#NOW BECAUSE I'M NICE I WON'T NAME NAMES IN TAGS BUT IT HAS THE SAME ENDING AS 'DYLAN' AND STARTS WITH THE SAME LETTER AS 'ROCKET'

[sanaexus]

social's as yukimiya's girlfriend

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yourusername: i can't see i'm bliind BLIIIIND BLIIIIND (pun intended)

tagged: yukimiya.kenyu

oliver.aiku: THE CAPTION HELP FOUL ASF 😭😭 ↳yourusername: BITCH YOU NOW I'M SEXY ↳megubachi: UH DON'T CALL JUST TEXT ME ↳chigi.who: BITCHES SLOW CAN GET ON MY SPEED ↳kuniisuke: THEY STARE AT ME CAUSE THEY KNOW I'M THE ↳rin.itoshi: I-T-G-I-R-L ↳karasu_tabito: ok what the fuck is up with this edgelord ain't no fucking way he typed that ↳yourusername: you're right he didn't i did he went to let out expired water from his wonka ↳reo.miikage: what 💀 ↳hiyori: piss she meant piss

↳yourusername: SAME THING ↳nikkoki: are we going to ignore the original comment? ↳nikkoki: ok yeah ignore me too

yukimiya.kenyu: okay now who the fuck edited that 2nd image better sleep with one eye open ↳oliver.aiku: it won't matter if you sleep with both of your eyes open because you're blind anyways ↳yourusername: HEY DONR BULLY MY BF 🤬🤬🗣🗣🐺🐺ONLY I CAN BULLY MY POOKIE WOOKIE DOOKIE CUTE PATOOTIE APPLE HONEY SUGAR MELON PLUM PIE 10PC CHICKEN MCNUGGETS ↳yukimiya.kenyu: sigh why do i like you ↳yourusername: YOU DONR LOVE ME 🙁🙁☹☹ ↳megubachi: YOU MADE HER SAD NOW WOWOWOW ↳yukimiya.kenyu: no i'm sorry i'll let you paint my nails ↳yourusername: YIPPEE TY BACHIRA ILY 😘😘 ↳megubachi: ILYT POOKS 😘😘

isaichii: hear me out MAYBE just MAyBE giving me picture credits for the first one would be nice. a fucking dog nearly pissed on my show bc of y'all ↳yourusername: AND?? I NEARLY DIED BC THAT HOE IS A BLIND BITCH AND WALKED STRAIGHT INTO A BUS ↳yukimiya.kenyu: BRo?? DONR BLAME IT ALL ON ME ↳yourusername: I DIDN'T EVEN TAKE YOUR NAME WHY ARE YOU THINKING IM TALKING AB U ↳yukimiya.kenyu: BC OF THE FACT YOU CALLED ME A HOE AND A BLIND BITCH AND I WAS THE ONE WHO WALKED STRAIGHT INTO A BUS AND WAS THE ONLY OTHER PERSON IN THE PICTURE UNLESS YOU HAVE A SIDECHICK ↳itoshi_sae: so you admit you're a hoe who's a blind bitch? 💀 ↳yukimya.kenyu: what

user1: jokes aside they're so cute (i fucking hate couples) ↳yourusername: ty pooks (ikr same couples are so cringe imagine not being single) ↳yukimiya.kenyu: w h a t . ↳yukimiya.kenyu: WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR LIKE A YEAR?? ↳yourusername: what idk who u are :x ↳nagi.seishiro: srop txting like me :x ↳yourusername: fuck off

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yukimiya.kenyu: my fav side chick xoxo

tagged: yourusername

megubachi: NO WAY BRO REALLY SAID THAT ↳yourusername: mom told me honesty is the best policy 🤷‍♀️ (also you're right he didn't it write the caption i did i stole his phone) ↳chigi.who: yes girl gaslight gatekeep girlboss ↳yukimiya.kenyu: AND WHY ARE YOU GUYS ENCOURAGING HER?? ↳yourusername: bc has balls = no opinion /j ↳yukimiya.kenyu: i see how it is ↳shiidoryu: BALLS MENTIONED RAHHHH 🤬🤬🐺🐺🗣🗣‼‼💯💯😎😎🔫🔫💣💣🔥🔥🔛🔝 ↳hiyori: who let this creature out

user2: my roman empire is how their faces fit together ↳julian.loki: that looks so fucking weird when you write it but ok ↳yourusername: SROP BEING A HATER JS BC U DON'T PULL ↳julian.loki: I DO PULL TFYM 🤬🤬🐺🐺I'M THE ALPHAEST ALPHA ↳yoursername: NO YOU DON'T YOU'RE ALMOST ALWAYS SURROUNED BY SHIRTLESS SWEATY BALL LOVING MEN WHO HAVE "MONSTERS" IN THEM ↳hiyori: soccer players just say soccer players please ↳mikka.kaiser: FOOTBaLL PLAYERS* ↳yukimiya.kenyu: ignoring these dried pieces of celery tysm me n her are meant to be ↳yoursername: OMGOMGOMG THE KUYIMIYA YENYU WANTS ME 😍😍🙀🙀 ↳shoei.barou: kukyimiya yenyu 💀 ↳yourusername: SHUR UP 🙁🙁

yukimiya.kenyu: i'll ignore the caption AND YOU STEALING MY PHONE for now but aside from that have i told you look very pretty ↳yourusername: but you can't even see? 🧍‍♀️ ↳shiidoryu: Y/N TAKE THE FUCKING COMPLIMENT WHEN SUCH A GORGEOUS MAN COMPLIMENTS YOU, YOU ACCEPT IT ↳shiidoryu: also real you can't even see ↳yukimiy.kenyu: i will actually feed you both toilet water ↳yourusername: you're gonna feed me? 🥺 ↳shiidoryu: you're gonna feed us? 🥺 ↳yourusername: FUCK OFF HE'S MY BF?? ↳shiidoryu: tell sae to unblock me and i'll leave him alone ↳itoshi_sae: don't even think about dming me ab this

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yourusername: right now, right now baby, i don't care about the other summer (kenyu is the rat, rat is kenyu)

tagged: yukimiya.kenyu

yukimiya.kenyu: first of all i am not your crush i'm your bf?? second of all I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A RAT ↳kuniisuke: seems like something a rat face would say ↳megubachi: no bc y/n said it so it's canon ↳yourusername: still my real one fr ↳megubachi: twins ↳isaichii: bsdhira hiw ciulf yoi do tijs to me ↳rin.itoshi: some please translate that AGAIN ↳yourusername: "bachira how could you do this to me" ↳megubachi: sorry shnookums ↳isaichii: sorry guys kaiser got out of his cage (again) and started chasing me like a duck (again) ↳mikka.kaiser: you still haven't come to papa ↳reo.miikage: again what the fuck?

user2: the moment my f1 addicted brain saw the second picture it instantly said "i have never looked so good" ↳hiyori: LECLERC 🔛🔝 ↳yoursername: NAHH VERSTAPPEN ALL THE WAY🔛🔝 ↳yukimiya.kenyu: said it before and i'll say it again HAMILTON DOMINATION 🔛🔝 ↳julian.loki: hear me the fuck out. logan sargeant 🔥🔥🐺🐺 ↳shiidoryu: RAHHHH WHATS A KILOMETER 🔫🔫💣💣💯💯‼‼😎😎🐺🐺🔛🔝 ↳rin.itoshi: please seek help

mikka.kaiser: NEW JEANS MENTIONED RAHHHHHHH ↳mikka.kaiser: and we can go high 말해봐 yeah 느껴봐 mm-mm ↳alexis.ness: take him to the sky you know, i hype you, boy ↳mikka.kaiser: i raised you well, good boy ↳itoshi_sae: please be kinky, disgusting and possibly gay somewhere else ↳mikka.kaiser: we're not gay ↳alexis.ness: we're not?

yukimiya.kenyu: i see a drop dead gorgeous person right there ↳yourusername: awww ily 🥺🥺 ↳yukimiya.kenyu: oh look you're there too ↳oliver.aiku: LMFAO

nikkoki: jokes aside the first picture is so cute ↳yourusername: thank you 👉👈😝

aryu.jubei: did he try yanking your hair (send hair care routine pls) ↳yourusername: no he didn't SUPRISNGLY (ofc pooks) ↳kuniisuke: dammit ↳yourusername: WHY DO YOU WANT ME HURT SO BAD 🙁🙁 ↳rin.itoshi: surpisngly* ↳shiidoryu: YOU GOT IR WRONG TOO LMFAO

HI CHAT!!111!11 I KNOW I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST THIS LIKE A CENTURY AGO BUT ITS FINE (i had school and i came home at like 5 and i had volleyball and track practice and i had to study bc i have exams every week pls save me also i had parent teacher conference and i didn't get cooked) HAPPY SATURDAY GAYS!🐺🐺

also if you took offense to any jokes i'm sorry i really don't mean any of it. i made references to some previous posts bc why not and i love f1 jokes so 😝😝

[sidekick-hero]

(steddie | teen | 2.3k | tags: rockstar!eddie, addiction, rehab, journaling, only Eddie's entries turn into letters to Steve | Part 2 to Carry You | @steddielovemonth prompt Love is about a hand reaching out to you so you don't get lost by @yournowheregirl | AO3)

Edited for a big shout out to @steves-strapcollection whose lovely OC has a little cameo here. If you want to know who Tig is, you can find out here. Spoiler: he's amazing and we love him.

Day 0

Dear Steve,

Hi Stevie,

Apparently, it's not good to "bottle up" your feelings. They say it makes drinking or drugs or any other addiction so tempting. It makes it easier to keep all that stuff inside you and let it fester until you need more and more of whatever it is that helps you cope. So the first rule of rehab: Talk, don't take.

That's a long way of saying I need to keep a journal like a 13-year-old girl with her first crush. It's either that or a daily crying session with the other "inmates" here, and I'd rather not have to tell Terry the old gossip my own tragic sob story. She already told me the life stories of two other patients here at dinner.

Instead, I decided to write to you. You're the one person I regret the most pushing away, and even though you'll probably never see this, it feels good to tell you these things now. Like a dry run. Because, baby, when I get out of here, I swear I will let you in. I won't make the same mistakes.

You will never go another day without knowing how much you mean to me.

How much I love you.

You only left an hour ago and I already miss you. I can't believe I've survived six months without you. Well, I barely did. I wish I could call you, but phone privileges are only for those who make it through their first week here.

I know we chose this center together knowing that they don't allow visitors for at least three weeks. Maybe longer if my therapist says I'm not ready. Fuck, three weeks didn't sound so bad when we talked about it, but now? In this ugly, impersonal room that smells clean but is totally clinical. You know, that mix of disinfectant and sterile air with a hint of medication lingering in the background. It sounds like an eternity and then some.

Nothing here feels comfortable or warm, and I miss your face so much it physically hurts.

But I promised myself I'd do whatever it took. For you and Wayne, for the boys and the kids.

So, day 0, the journey begins.

Fuck, I almost forgot: I'm supposed to answer three questions every day.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

See above. I miss you, that's how I am. I want this to be over. I hate that I'm here and even more that I'm the one who got me here. I feel like a fuckup. It's hard not to when I see how I've ruined everything good in my life. But then I remember the way you kissed me goodbye. The smile on your face when you told me how proud you were of me. The way you kissed my hand because you couldn't let go and whispered, "I'll see you soon," and I want to have hope.

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

Get through the day without doing anything I'll regret.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

You. That you didn't give up on me. (And the Gummi Bears you hid at the bottom of the bag, you minx. Thank you.)

Day 4

Sweetheart,

I'm not doing so well. It's hard. Who am I kidding? It sucks. My body hurts from how much I want to use. My brain is so very loud, Stevie. So, so loud. I try to remember how you managed to calm me down when my brain got like this. What helped the most was to wear me out by fucking me senseless, but that's not an option. But maybe I will try to go for a walk or even do some of those exercises you always tried to get me to do. The ones that usually led to fucking because I could never behave.

My therapist is nice. Her name is Laura, and so far she's taking everything I throw at her in stride. Talking to her feels like pulling my own teeth and I feel like shit afterwards, but I sleep better. Who would have thought, huh?

I miss you.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

Not good. I wonder if I can really do this. It doesn't feel like it right now. I'm afraid I won't make it. That I will screw up again. That if I do, it'll kill me and I'll be grateful because I couldn't live with myself if I did.

I don't want to die, Stevie.

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

Talk to the weird kid who always sits by himself during meals. He looks lost. Maybe he knows DnD.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

Still you. Every day. Wayne, for taking me in when I felt like a failure too. Unlovable. Worthless. He never stopped believing in me. Even when I gave him every reason not to. I don't know how I deserve him or you, but I am so fucking grateful.

Day 7

Fuck, I missed your voice. God. I'm sorry I lost it like that. I didn't want the first thing you heard from me after a week apart to be me ugly sobbing into the phone.

I wanted to tell you so many things. I had a plan, you know? But hearing your voice when you said, "Hi, baby," it just broke me. You sounded like you missed me too, like you were relieved to hear my voice too, and you didn't even realize how scared I was that you wouldn't.

We just hung up, but I want to call you again. Just to hear you breathing on the other side so I know you're still there. Waiting for me. Your hand still gripping mine so I wouldn't get lost.

You said, "I'll hear you tomorrow," like it was set in stone, no doubt about it. It made me feel, fuck, I don't even know. Like this is real. I didn't die on that bathroom floor, and you giving me another chance isn't some kind of hallucination or afterlife dream.

I'm rambling, sorry. Even in writing I can't help it.

One day I'll write it all down in a way that makes sense, I promise.

I love how patient you are with me. No one has ever been. I was always too loud, too distracted, too weird, too complicated, too much. But not to you.

I wish you were here to take me in your arms, it's hard not to fall apart without you holding me together.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

Better. Fucking determined to get through this and get back to you. Still scared.

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

Have a real conversation with you without breaking down on the phone. Here's to hoping. Detoxing and being sober has given me a hair trigger on my emotions, it seems.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

Your patience. Your grace. Your voice in my ear. That you still haven't given up on me. DnD, for giving me a purpose when I needed one, a tool to give others the help I so desperately wanted. The weird kid's name is Alex, and he does know DnD. We'll try to find more people for a campaign.

Day 16

Steve, baby,

I am so fucking sorry. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. I'm such an asshole. Please pick up the phone. I need to tell you how sorry I am. I didn't mean it, I was just scared. When you said that maybe Laura was right and you shouldn't come to see me next week if I wasn't ready, I thought you didn't want me anymore. That you finally got tired of holding my hand and watching me do those damn baby steps. It's been over two weeks, why am I not better? Why am I not done with this shit?

I want to be done, I swear.

Please don't leave me.

Please pick up the phone.

Please, please, please.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

Fuck this shit, what good is it if I keep hurting you?

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

Stop being a fucking asshole.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

I want it to be you, but I'm not sure I even have you in my life anymore.

Day 23

Stevie,

I'm scared. Isn't this the stupidest thing you've ever heard? A few days ago I begged to see you. Fuck, I was so desperate to see you that I almost ruined everything. I'm still sorry, I hope you know that. I know, I know, you said that it's okay and that it can't be all smooth sailing, that you forgive me. That you'll keep forgiving me as long as I keep coming back to talk to you, to explain, to show you that I mean it.

And now I've got the all clear for you to come and see me, and I'm too scared to tell you.

I'm still not the man I want to be. The man who deserves someone like you.

Laura told me that love isn't something you deserve, it's something freely given. We don't decide if someone can love us, only they do. And that I have to stop pushing people away because I'm convinced they can't love me. It's their choice and I shouldn't try to take it away from them.

I think about this a lot.

I want to let you love me, I do. It's just hard for me to understand why you would want to do that at all. It's something Laura wants to work on with me as well.

There is so much work to do. I hate to bother you with it. To make it your problem. I wanted to come in here and two weeks later walk out a new man. A better one. One you can love easily and who can love you back in a way you can understand. A man Wayne can be proud to call his son. A man Gareth and Jeff and Grant want to have as a friend, as a bandmate. A man the kids can look up to as much as they look up to you.

Laura said I should take the hand you are holding out to me. It's a decision I make every day. I took it in the hospital. I took it when you drove me here.

I should take it by letting you in, letting you see the work in progress that I am right now.

I think I will call you after dinner to tell you.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

Fuck if I know. It's a lot to feel when you've numbed your feelings for so long. I remember why I did it, but I won't do it again, I'll learn to deal with it.

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

Take you in my arms and hold you. Let myself be held by you.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

Your hand in mine. The thought of you that keeps me going. Your bravery. Dustin and Mike and Will and Lucas. They call me all the time, you know. Asking me about my first campaign here, telling me about their lives. Keeping in touch, even though I failed them almost as much as my old man did me.

Day 31

Steve, my love,

You're on your way to pick me up and I can't believe we made it here. It's not done, it probably never will be. I know that now. I have to keep working on myself and being well. But it's so fucking worth it, Stevie.

I'm glad that Laura agreed to stay my therapist even if I leave the center. I trust her. She gets me, she knows when to push me and tell me the ugly truth, and when I need time to process things.

I haven't told you yet, but I'm not going back to Corroded Coffin. At least not right now. I talked to the guys and they all agreed that it's best if I take some time for myself. And for you. For my family and friends. They actually have a guy named Tig who auditioned while I was here and they like him. He's good, they sent me a demo. They asked me if it would be okay and I said it would be. It's true, even though it hurts. I have to do this for myself.

Because I am going to give this to you later, I want to tell you something here before I lose my courage.

Steve. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I know I haven't always shown you the way you deserve. Hell, some days I certainly didn't act like it. My worst days. But I never stopped loving you. I don't think I ever will.

But I also learned to like myself a little better here. I no longer want to punish myself for things that were out of my control, like my mom dying or my dad not caring enough for me to stay. I want to be loved. I want you to love me. I want to let you.

I want to finally leave the past behind and allow myself to think about the future. And whenever I do, you're in it. You're the anchor, the epicenter of all my plans.

Stevie, sweetheart, I want to marry you.

Don't worry, I'm not proposing. This is just something I needed to tell you. Someday I want to be your husband, if you want me.

You are my past, my present and my future.

This is me taking your hand every day until I die or you stop reaching for me.

How are you doing right now? Don't hold back.

So fucking excited to have you all to myself again. Seriously, I'm going a little crazy. I'm also hopeful about the future. And in love. I'm so fucking in love with you.

What do you want to accomplish tomorrow?

To start our life together without forgetting what came before.

What are you grateful for in your own life today?

My second chance.

[bonesbuckleup]

Hi, random q. I saw in your tags that you swear by Scrivener for original fic. I’m still plugging away in ye olde Word and now I’m intrigued to know what about Scrivener you like so much. I’ve def heard about it but never used it, so I’m curious :)

YES I would love to tell you about my lord and savior software Scrivener. I hope you don't mind I published this long, long answer publicly.

So. The main issue I have with Word and Google Docs is that you hit a certain length/word count, and it starts to lag and load kind of jerkily. You know? Also, navigating chapter to chapter or scene to scene is awkward for me--you either have to have a whole bunch of individual documents and multiple windows open, or you have to use headers and the table of contents...which is fine for quickly finding chapters but less so for scenes within those chapters.

Messy, basically. Does not spark joy for me.

Enter Scrivener.

Now, before I evangelize a bit, I will say that Windows Scrivener and Mac Scrivener are not 100% created equal. They are both better, I think, than Word or Google docs, but the Mac version is a bit slicker and a little nicer to look at. I only say that for if you're using Windows, because if so my screencaps below won't exactly match what you see if/when you download the program.

ONWARD.

So, the #1 thing that Scrivener has over Word is that it's a one time fee, not a subscription. So while it is a little pricey (Just went and looked, $59.99 USD), it's only the one payment. All updates and such are covered and available as free downloads. I will also say that Scrivener gives you a 30 day free trial. That's not 30 consecutive days, but 30 days of use--if you only use it every other day, you'll have the trial for 60 days. They make it really easy to figure out if it's for you or not.

This is also going to feel like a lot, but there are built in tutorials and it's actually pretty intuitive, depending on how your brain works. Anyway! The basic gist of Scrivener is that it's a digital binder. You can keep all your book stuff in one place:

As you can see, there's the manuscript (aka my book), notes, research, more. Tbh, I mostly just use notes and Manuscript, but if it floats your boat, you can store maps, place names, worldbuilding, playlist links, moodboards, a whole ton of stuff, all in one menu that's easy to access and in a single window. You can organize it however itches your brain the best way.

But like I said, for me, the best is that Manuscript part, which I'm going to go into now. I use a three act structure for books (but break the big ol' middle act into two pieces because it makes my brain happy), so each act gets a folder.

When I click and expand that act, each chapter has it's own folder. However, it also shows quick-reference index cards, so I can have an at-a-glance at what's going down in each chapter. (I'm using a outline system called Save the Cat for this book, which is why all my chapters have titles like 'Catalyst', feel free to ignore those...I also have a very compact timeline, so to help me stay organized, I labeled each chapter with when it happens.)

You can do the same with each individual chapter and the scenes, where when you click on the chapter folder, each scene gets a card. If you don't type in a summary, it'll just auto-populate the start of whatever content you were writing. You can see this in the 'Copper's Candids NEW' card.

And, of course, it is writing software. When you click on the individual scene, it opens the blank document, and you can get cracking.

So. This system is nice for a few reasons. My favorite is that it makes navigating, reorganizing, and/or rewriting scenes extremely easy. It's just point and click, drag and drop. You can also open two docs in the same window at once, like this:

Which is a nice feature for several reasons--you can work on a new version of a scene with the old one pulled up next to it, or if there's something you wrote earlier or that comes later that's important to what you're working on now, you can have them both up for quick referencing.

Another slick thing is each doc has a notes section off to the right side of the screen--which is optional! I use it for future revision notes/descriptions of how I want the scene to go:

My other favorite part of Scrivener is that it makes it very easy to hoard your deleted scenes like a deranged dragon in case you want them later. My garbage looks like this:

There are SO MANY FILES hanging out in my trash, and you know what? I so rarely actually need them, but my god am I glad they're there on the rare occasion that I do. Word, again, can make it more difficult. I always had a massive 'cut' document that was longer than the actual project and again, awful to navigate. This just makes it easier.

Scrivener also makes it easy to compile the manuscript into other doc types--pdf, doc, docx, etc--for easy printing and sharing.

ANYWAY. I'm sure there are approximately 1 million other things I'm missing, but basically Scrivener takes all your book/long project bits, puts them in one centralized file, and makes it super easy to navigate. I've also found that outlining is easier, because I can just make the folders and scenes and drag them around while I noodle through the plot.

10/10, would recommend to any long-form writer. If you have any other questions, please let me know! If anyone has read this far and has a thing about Scrivener to add, please do! I love Scrivener, and a lot of my writing buddies love Scrivener, and it really kinda has revolutionized the way I write original fiction. I'm always happy to yell about how great it is.

[firefly--bright]

Reiner Braun modern headcanons!!!

a/n : the jean one I did did pretty well as a post, so I decided to do for my babygirl too (19 yr old war criminal) :)

warnings : none!

tagging : @mrsnobodynobody

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• loves animals. TO DEATH like if he sees any stray puppies or kitties, he will rescue them immediately. he'll pull over just to get out of the car and save the babes

• piggybacking off of that, he's also a foster dad for these pets. like he'd take them in. he has two cats and they're kind of on the old side (because he felt bad just leaving them at the shelter), one of them has grey and white fur and he's named her McFlurry (yes) and the other one is actually a cat you and him adopted together - an orange tabby that the two of you named calcifer (from howls moving castle :) )

• used to play like all sports during his entire academic life. he's played so many sports at this point like you'd think you know a niche sport that you didn't think he'd know the name of? he's played it. even rugby.

• hates the way his nose looks, but starts loving it more after you develop a habit of tracing the contours of his nose with your thumb (it makes him sleep too)

• loves to cook! he'd make any experimental recipies that he found from an obscure source on Pinterest. it almost always turns out good but if it doesn't then he tweaks it up until it tastes good.

• like jean, he's kind of not really into physical touch at first, but the more you show it, the more he falls in love with your touch.

• extroverted introvert. feels the need to be nice and be friends with everyone (literally knows everyone you've ever bumped into) but he prefers to stay in and not talk instead. he's glad he gets to sit in silence with you because he feels fully comfortable with that.

• strangers to friends to lovers typa guy (I have a fanfic idea for this but I'm too lazy to write it), like he's seen you before and because he feels the need to know everyone's names and stuff, he decides to befriend you. he's not boisterous or cocky or overconfident, he's actually really nice and down to earth. you start getting closer, he starts working at the same place you work at, which brings you even closer and he falls in love

• and he falls HARD like. when you ask him if he can remember the one point in time where he realised he was in love with you, he doesn't have an answer, because with him, its kinda like... he fell for you in a collection of moments. like you brushed his hair away from his face and he's like "oh that's nice" and then you gave him a thoughtful gift for his birthday, again, he was like "oh that's...super nice" - just little moments like that made him Realize™

• has a complicated relationship with his mom but they're on okay terms now, like apart from the usual motherly criticisms, they're doing pretty well!

• blushes like a damn tomato. he cannot hide if he's flustered for the life of him.

• he tries to hide it, but he LOVES being pampered. he loves it when you massage his shoulders, he loves it when you put those under eye masks on him, loves it when you draw a bath for him, etc. like at first he feels,,, kind of like a burden when you do those things for him, but he slowly starts to think that maybe, just maybe, he deserves this.

• super patient. if you're having a bad day or something, not only does he immediately take notice, he'll wait for you. he'll ask if you want to talk about it or if you just want him to be there, and if you say you want space, he'll give it to you and wait for you to come to him when you need him.

• he knows how to braid hair because of Gabi. when he was 17, he'd braid gabi's hair into two pigtails whenever she came over to their house for the summer. (he's her favourite cousin and vice versa but both won't admit it to eachother)

• loves to knit!!!!! his ideal date is literally just cozying up on the couch with some blankets and hot chocolate or soup and just. knitting. if you like knitting or crocheting too then bonus points!

• speaking of knitting, he also wears chunky sweaters that his mom made for him. warm toned, chunky and soft sweaters are literally all his closet is made up of. except in the summers, he wears loose fitting tank tops in the summer heat.

• religious note-taker. if you share a class with him, expect him to furiously take notes at a godly speed every class. and it's not even a messy handwriting, it's actually recognisable letters that are pretty easy to understand. he'd give those notes to anyone who missed class that day.

• people rely on him alot, and at first in highschool he kind of felt pressured by it, but he's grown into that role. he's a gentle leader.

• speaks german. you'll find him speaking in German to Gabi and his mom whenever they call <3

• speaking of calls, he only picks up if it's a loved one calling him. Gabi sometimes calls him just to annoy him after her school day is over and she's just roaming around the house. at this point Reiner knows all the gossip in gabi's middle school, being super attentive when Gabi talks about her school. like he knows ALL the lore.

• loves watching those relaxing vlogs. like those cooking vlogs with nice music in the background and captions instead of voiceovers. he loves those.

• has prescription glasses only for reading <3

• overthinks so hard. like even if he goes out of his way to talk to and know people more, he hates the after-conversation anxiety that comes with it.

• when he kisses you, he kinda hugs you. like his hands aren't on your waist, they kinda wrap around your back and shoulder and his hands are spread out so that he feels more of your skin.

• loves calling you dove or angel, cause that's exactly what you are to him.

• talks with his hands, very expressive with his conversations. it's very easy to know when he's uncomfortable/doesn't like someone he's talking to when his hands are crossed over his chest.

• he writes. like journals all his feelings out. just like his note-taking, he's very on routine about it. every night, or every other night, he'd sit down at his desk and use the pen he's kept especially for this journal, and describe the day in detail. it helps him alot :)

• he kinda does this small little,,, soft exhale when he smiles. like his lips don't quirk up fully, but you know he's smiling because of that small sound.

• full bellied laughter kinda guy. you crack a terrible joke and he starts out letting a small tiny laugh at it and then it turns into a chuckle and then the next thing you know, he's clutching his stomach and wiping the tears from the corner of his eye because he's laughing so much. which is so ???? you tell him it wasn't even that funny but to him it very much Was.

• his reactions are SOOOO funny. like you're telling him a story and he'll have visible reactions to it. he'll cover his mouth with his hand if he gasps, put his hand on his chest in surprise, scrunches his nose in disgust - like he literally cannot hide his emotions.

• likes jazz and classical music. no I will not elaborate.

• can't Instagram. he uses emojis unironically. he has one (1) post and it's you and him together, eating ramen from the same bowl (a pic that bert took to send to porco)

• even if he doesn't use Instagram that often, he'll always check if you posted. if you've posted something then he will make it his personal priority to spam comment the heart eye emojis. your entire comment section is Reiner sending 🥰🥰🥰 and 😘😘😘 and 😍😍 and all the diff coloured hearts.

• loves taking pics of you against the sunlight or like. infront of a beautiful scenery. he likes taking goofy candid pictures too, but the ones where you're just being lit up by the sun are his favourite because finally, there's an actual accurate picture of how he sees you.

• overall, the Reiner I have in my head in a modern a.u. is incredibly soft and will dance with you in the living room in the dark with no music playing because that's how in love with you he is.

[yuyu1024]

Jealous

Pairings: Seonghwa × y/n & Wooyoung [ex bf]

Genre/tags: fake relationship, jealousy, maybe a little smut? Angst? A bit slow

Warning: 🔞🔞🔞 cursing, smut, making out, pet names, fighting, smoking and alcohol drinking, unprotected sex, semi public [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 3.0k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: this is a repost. Check pinned post ♥️

******

Break ups sucks! Especially if your the one that got dumped and you have no choice but to see the other person every fucking day because you go to the same university and have the same circle of friends. This is what they mean by dating your friend will ruin your life. I should've just not tried dating him. Because if I didn't, I would've not have gotten to know him more and fell in love. Yes, I regret it now but what can I do now?

Yes, Wooyoung is a nice person. He's sweet, understanding and all the shit things girls like. Add that he's good looking, sexy and had this bad boy charisma in him. But now, I don't have him. He let me go. He let me go because I am too much for him now. He wants to focus on studying and does not want any distraction right now. He said he won't have time now to date or even think about anything else. Psssh. Who is he kidding? He can't be in a relationship with me but when we all have nights out with friends he's always present and enjoying? Whats the difference? It's not like we go on dates every fucking day! To be honest, we only meet when we were in school.

I am not that demanding for dates. Coz i understand he's busy.

Ugh. Fuck him. I am a distraction for him? Maybe our relationship was just nothing at all for him. Maybe... the more than one year we were together is just nothing for him. I don't know anymore. Maybe I'm just not his type. And he just realized it late. I'm different from all the other girls he dated before. Maybe I'm that boring for him.

"Stop staring..." a hand appears in front of my face, handing me a strawberry milk shake. "You'll poke a whole through the glass window if you keep looking at him."

It's Seonghwa. Wooyoung's best friend. They've been friends even before university. Seonghwa is like Wooyoung. Charismatic, bad boy image, a nice and kind person and all. The only difference is Woo is the text book extrovert that you can imagine. He gets along with everyone. Talks to everyone. He can get friendly to a lot of people even to those who are a bit questionable. He is that nice. He does not want to judge people that easily so he tries. While Seonghwa is more of the quiet and reserved person. He can get along with people easily especially if you guys are close and friends but he's acts a bit more cold to strangers or in general people who he does not vibe with.

"Thanks..." I take the drink from him. "Why are you here outside? The boys are all in there?"

He pulls out a cigarette from his leather jacket and takes one out from the pack using his lips. "They invited a few freshmen girls..." he lights it up and scrunches his noise with annoyance

"Men." I roll my eyes, shaking my head

"Not all men..." he puffs smoke off, "I'm here."

"Jeez, sorry..." I smile

"How are you doing?"

"Good... I guess..."

"How long has it been?"

"A month..."

"Hmm..."

Seonghwa and I, are not THAT close. We do share a few likes and interest like photography and painting as both of us have those as hobbies. But we never really talked about personal stuffs about each other besides things that are related to Wooyoung.

"Is Wooyoung still talking to you?"

"Well..." I take a sip of my drink and look at the sunset that is happening in front of us. "I asked him... to give me time... like to slowly let him off my system... meet me, chat a little.. text me good morning and goodnight... still... and then slowly lessen the communication..."

"Is it working?"

"I hope it is..." I look back inside the coffee shop and see him being friendly with the girl. "Because fuck it still hurts." I whirl my head back and try to fight the tears in my eyes. "If only there's a quick remedy for me to move on and forget."

"There is."

I gaze at him, "there is?"

The corner of his lips slowly curves up, "date again."

"What? I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not ready to be in a relationship again! Besides... I'm not..."

"Not what?"

"I'm not the usual girl... guys likes..."

"What do you mean by that?"

I put my drink on the table. "Look at me..." I point out to Seonghwa my appearance, "and then look at the freshmen girls in there."

He looks confused as he glances at both direction. "I don't get what you mean... for me, you and the girls are the same. Both beautiful women."

"Oh."

He looks stunned on how I reacted. "Don't Wooyoung ever tell you how beautiful you are...?"

I look down at the floor. "He does actually..."

"Hmm...I see."

We were both silent for quiet sometime.

Yes. Wooyoung always tells me or rather reassures me that I am beautiful which makes me glad and happy. He always says it but I don't feel it when we are both together and with other people. I gave an effort to always look presentable when I am with him. I learn how to put make up more than the casual look I know and even grew my hair so I can curl it or tie it nicely every once in a while. But there were moments that all my efforts were not noticed because he was busy.

"Stop doing that." Seonghwa makes me look at him, tilting my head up his hand on my chin. He then puff smoke off one last time before dumping his stick on the ashtray. He's forehead is wrinkled. He looks sort of irritated.

"What?"

"Come with me."

"Huh?"

He jolts up and pulls me with him, taking me by my wrist.

We go back inside the coffee shop where the rest of our circle of friends are in. He puts his arm around me and guides me where to go. I am so lost on what is he doing but I am not complaining because it's Seonghwa

"We'll get going..." he says as we reach the pack.

"Going?" Wooyoung asks him before his eyes goes to me. "You two?"

"We decided to hang out." Seonghwa answers, looking straight at Woo

"Ah... I see... where?" He ask

"It's a secret." Seonghwa then turns me around to make me walk first. "See you guys on monday.

His hand is still on my back, guiding me where to walk like I don't know where the exit door is.

"What was that?" I ask him as we start to walk along the sidewalk.

He drops his hand and then both place it inside his jackets pockets. "Helping you..."

"Helping me? W-what do you mean?"

"I am friends with Wooyoung for a long time now...and I know it when he's being a jerk."

"I'm not sure about...what you're saying..."

He stops walking and faces me. I replicate. "I'm sorry to break it to you... but the girl... with the short hair... Woo has been eyeing here for a few months now..."

"W-what?"

"He's a good person in general... but he sucks at being a boyfriend."

I felt my heart broke into a million pieces. "What the fuck?!?" I am shaking. I am mad. "So he break up with me, saying he's going to focus on 'studies' as we're graduating is a fucking lie??"

He takes my hand and pulls me to walk again but I jerk my hand off.

"Where are you taking me?" I am basically yelling now. "You knew this????"

He's face is still calm even though I'm throwing all my anger at him right now.

"Let's talk. But not here." He tried to make me walk again with him but I am not letting him. He's calm persona break as he got a little irritated on how hard headed I am. "When I tell you to shut up first and come with me, do it okay?" He then lifts me up over his shoulder making me squeal. "Keep quiet." He hushes me.

"Okay! Okay! I will! Just put me down! This is embarassing."

My feet touches the floor again, my face is red and hot.

"You will listen to me now?" He asks

I nod.

"Good." He walks and I follow.

**

We reach the parking lot and got into his car. I slightly calmed down now after that long walk from the coffee shop to his car.

"Here." He hands me his leather jacket. "You're shaking like a twig when we're walking."

"Thanks."

Seonghwa then starts to explain to me what he noticed and what he knew. He said, Our break up he had no idea about that. It was a shocker for him too but then again after, he starts to notice little by little how Wooyoung acted a little different. New clothes, new perfume and a change in schedule of the times he goes home. They usually go home together as Wooyoung rides with him. But now, he brings his car and he has no idea where Woo goes.

"So, seeing the girls today..."

"Confirms my suspicion..."

"Fuck!" I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated. "So, I was nothing to him...? Just a fling?"

"He liked you..."

"Yeah... right..." I snort, in disbelief

"Do you want to get back to him?"

"I want to! Of course! But... I'm not a violent person... I can't do cat fights or physically hurt Woo..." I sound so frustrated.

I can't believe it! So the Good Wooyoung I knew, my friend, really did cheat on me in a way. He broke up with me just to hit on another girl! What a jerk! I never thought the guy who I liked, I was serious on and loved just saw a random chick and suddenly forgot about me. The nerves! What's wrong with men?

"Use me then."

My eyes widens, "E-excuse me? W-what did you say?"

Seonghwa is looking straight at me, back to his calm and collective state. "Use me."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Simple. Pretend you're dating me."

"Huh?"

"One thing about Wooyoung is... he gets jealous. For him, what his is his. Even he already threw it away."

"I don't..."

"Do you want it or not?"

"But... Why... I mean... why are you doing this?"

"To help you..."

"He's your friend..." I ask

"So? That doesn't mean I agree and support him to everything he does. Besides, dumping you is... his mistake."

I try to process everything that's happening. Earlier I'm just being sukly and pouty about our break up, now I am all angry and defeated. Then I have Seonghwa here, Woo's hot best friend, asking me to use him. I mean, USE HIM AND PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND TO GET BACK TO WOOYOUNG.

"Oh gosh." I massage the temples of my head. "I'm getting dizzy by just thinking."

"Decide now."

"Wait. Why are you rushing? Can't you give me time to think first?"

"No, decide now. Before it's too late."

"Too late for what?"

"I can see him from afar, coming... looking for my car."

I was about to look back but then Seonghwa grab my face and ask me to look at him, only him. "Just agree and then our deal starts now."

"W-what. Wait.. I am..."

"Say yes."

"B-but... what are we going to do... if I agree...?"

"Everything...." his face moves closer, "Date...kiss... touch... and... more..." his eyes goes to my eyes to down my body. "As long as you want it."

Fuck. Why is he saying it like that? I could hear my breathing and my head throbbing. Like my heart is about to explode! I don't know what to think now. But maybe because I am bitter and angry at the moment, I agreed to him "Okay... fine... let's do it."

Seonghwa smirks, "Good girl..."

He leans forward and crashes his lips to mine. His hands on my jaw, guiding me again, tilting my head to the side so he can push in further into the kiss. I can slightly taste the cigarette from earlier. But that taste slowly fades away as the kiss deepens. And I don't have an explanation how and why. But the kiss becomes sweet all of a sudden.

I don't want him to stop. I want his tongue in my mouth more. I want this. This is so sexy. It's so... darn good and delicious!

Unconciously, my hands goes to around his neck. My body is finding a comfy way for me to kiss him back. Then his hand, slowly goes to my neck, to my shoulder then down my chest area. He cups one of my breast getting a quiet moan out of me.

I felt a smile from his lips while we are kissing. "You... sound... so sexy" he utters in between kisses

We are getting intense as minutes goes by. I am already climbing on top of him. His hands are all over my body, touching my skin under my clothes and shending wild shivers all over me. This is so intense. I've never experienced a make out like this before.

Like I said, Wooyoung must've found me boring because I've never been like this in public or semi public. But with Seonghwa, out of nowhere, I am like this. And we just had our deal like 10minutes ago. Why am I so at ease with him?

He grunts as his hands reaches my hips, gently eases me down. I could feel his erection. Hard.

"Fuck..." he hisses smiling, throwing his head back, as we both pull away from the kiss catching our breathes in rythm. "Y/n, you're driving me insane."

I lean forward, my head resting on his chest. I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine "what if someone sees us?" I ask

"Then let them see..." he tilts my head up so he could kiss me again. "You're one heck of a kisser."

I blush, "I'm not..." I back away a little. "You are..."

"Y/n, you can feel my erection from my pants. Believe me, it's you."

I bite my lip, nervously. "I don't know what to say..."

He arches a brow, "Well, what do you want us to do next?"

Fuck me! Just freakin' fuck me. Make me scream. Make me want you. That's what my brain is screaming but my lips can't say it.

"Y/n, it's okay.... it's okay to want sex... trust me... I'm okay with it." He pulls me in his embrace and kisses me again. But this time, it's more intimate and soft. "So, tell me..." he nuzzles his face onto my neck. "Tell me what you want..."

Oh what the heck! Let's do this!

I begin stripping for him. First I untie my hair. Revealing my long wavy dark hair up to my breast. Then I take blouse off and my bra next.

"I want you..."

He take his shirt off and unbuckles his belt to reveal all of him to me. His lean muscle, toned abs and his...

"Shit." I hiss as I see his length.

"You like what you see, darling?" He adjust his position carrying me along. I felt the tip of his length brush over my core and it already made me shiver. "If it's too much, tell me and I'll stop... okay?"

I hug him and nodded, "please..." I beg

One subtle thrust, he's in.

"Ahh, f-fuck!" I gasp.

"Okay?"

"Yes, I'm okay."

He searches for my face, clearing all the hair covering my face. "Look at me... I want to see your face when I fuck you..."

Every push and pull is driving my crazy. I've never felt this aroused, excited and thirsty while doing it. It's so addicting how he kisses me, how he touches me and how he pleases me. This is just our first time doing it out of spite. A deal just to make your ex jealous who probably just saw you two kissed for like 10 seconds and left but here you are having fun, naked and volnurable in the parking lot.

"You're blushing..." he says. He runs his knuckles lightly on your cheek.

"Ah!" I cry, gripping to hard on his shoulders. "S-so, g-good!" I'm breathing so hard

The more I move my hips with his rythm the more I could feel the sensation in me. I'm almost there!

"Where do you want me to... come...?" He grunts. He's also about to hit his climax.

"Please... in me..." I lean forward to kiss him, "I'm taking pills... It's okay."

Holy crap! This is it! I lost my shits the moment both of us came just seconds apart. I never felt a relieved when he continously hit the spot for me, letting me enjoy it and made me come first. And then when I felt him fill me up, the warm sensation, its beautiful. I know it's not a sexy word to describe it but... it is.

Laughing quietly, "This is just in the car... limited time and space... I'm curious how wonderful our tandem would be in bed..."

I kiss his chest and lick him from there till I reach the neck, "We can find out... next time..."

"Love that..."

We start to get dress, giggling on how on earth did we accomplished ourselves without anyone reporting us. Seonghwa said, yes his car is tinted but he's sure a few people saw the rocking car.

"That would be hilarious and embarassing if... we got caught naked and linked." I says while I clasping my bra.

Seonghwa let's me get dressed at the back so I have more space. He know how complicated girls' outfits are.

"Y/n... has anyone told you before... how cute you are... blushing?"

"I don't think... anyone ever mentioned that..."

"If so... let me do the honor... Y/n, You are so cute blushing... like earlier... I will never forget how cute you looked."

"Stop... I am getting embarassed. Let's just go... please?"

"Okay..." he smiles. Then he bends down to pick his bag. "Before we go, can I take a photo of you?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... your fucking sexy."

[amane-by-together]

Hmmm

Amane x Fem Reader!

He courts us for a 2 months and a half and we finally say yes to him under the fireworks of the tanabata festival

happy late tanabata everyone i just found out it was celebrated on july 7 and i was devastated 😭

wish upon a tanzaku || amane yugi

genre: fluff

pairing: amane yugi x fem! reader

summary: amane yugi has been courting [name] [surname] two months and a half after he became her suitor. during the tanabata festival where all wishes can be fulfilled by writing upon the tags, unbeknownst to him that his wish of [name] saying yes to him can come later

          everyone seems to rely on luck to see if your crush likes you back, some might even do voodoo magic to make them fall in love with you and if they don't then that's basically it.

          why not try courting? seems like a waste of time you might say, why bother making someone fall in love with you for a long period of time because of your impatient nature wanting them to say yes immediately?

          if you truly love someone, you'll exert the effort of showing how serious you are to loving them, let them know that you are willing to fulfill this relationship with you and when they said yes—that's where you know that you succeeded.

          amane yugi wonders how long does it truly take for someone to fall in love. he has been courting [name] for two months yet he feels like he hasn't made any progress. all those times that he made her blush and giggle, maybe it wasn't enough.

          so amane is going to try harder from now on.

          it was the night of the tanabata festival, also known as the star festival, amane was wearing a simple yukata, waiting in front of the entrance of the festival which is nearby his house.

          he asked [name] if she would like to spend some time together in the festival, she was really happy when she was asked out on a date—in which he does multiple times because it's part of the courting culture. but amane was more happy that [name] is going to join him.

          "amane-kun! sorry i'm late!" amane glanced up and saw [name] wearing a cute yukata with simple patterns with an ornament attached to her hair. amane's cheeks grew red at the sight of [name], he could only gape at her. "um, amane-kun?"

"a-ah!" amane blinked in surprise. "s-sorry, i kind of spaced out." he blushed further while twiddling with his fingers. "you look so pretty..."

          [name] giggled, a blush spreading upon her cheeks. "thank you, you look nice as well." she smiled.

          amane held out his hand and tilted his head slightly to her direction. "let's go," he said as [name] grabbed his hand. "we should hold hands or else we might be split apart from the crowd."

          amane's cheeks grew red just by simply holding her hand, leading her through the crowd so they won't get lost—yet [name] thought they were lost in a fleeting moment under orange and yellow lights.

          a smile curled up on [name]'s lips, her heart skipping a beat at the way amane's fingers fit between the gaps of her fingers. his hand was warm with a gentle yet strong grip.

          "[name]? is there something wrong?" amane couldn't help but ask as to why [name] was silent throughout their little stroll.

          "o-oh! i couldn't help but to admire the festival that's all." [name] smiled sheepishly as she looked down on their hands.

          amane grinned at [name]. "same." even though he was admiring her. both of them visited some food stalls and bought some strawberry crepes, which [name] liked to eat as a snack.

          "their crepes tastes so good everytime i go here." [name] fawned after taking a bite of her crepe. she lifted her crepe to hand it over to amane for him to take a bite. he leaned in to receive the offer but [name] smirked as she teasingly moved the crepe away from him and took a bite instead. "mmm... so sweet..."

          amane's noticed that [name] had some whip cream on her lips. an idea entered his mind which made him smile. "here, try one." [name] held out her crepe towards him once again.

          he leaned in and swiftly kissed the side of her lips on where the whip cream is before he took a bite on the crepe, leaving [name] standing there with a blush on her face. "you're right, it tastes good." amane smirked while slightly licking his lips.

          "you're such a tease." [name] blushed as she slightly pushed him to the side playfully.

          "you're a tease too, i couldn't help it, you're adorable." amane gave her a closed-eye smile before biting his own crepe. the rest of the night was them trying to collect tags or what they call a tanzaku from different stalls that they pass by.

          they say that if you collect six of them, your wish will definitely come true. "we only have three tags for the two of us." [name] sighed in defeat. "i swear they're probably greedy with the tags."

          "now now, well we can't help it if we only received three tags for the two of us..." amane dotingly told [name], since only one of them could really make their wish come true. "let's just write down our wishes and hang them by the bamboo tree. the fireworks will be starting soon."

          [name] stared at the three tags on her hands, then glancing at amane. she smiled at his determination of wanting to make one of his wishes come true. and this boy standing right in front of her, she doesn't need to wish for anything anymore.

          "amane-kun," [name] handed him the rest of her tags. "you can have the rest of my tags." she said. amane was confused as to why [name] is giving him her tags when she earned it herself.

          "but what about your wish?"

          [name] smiled sweetly at amane which made his heart skipped a beat. "and i have you." she answered. "so take them, we don't know if the rumors are true anyways but it won't hurt for you to try out."

          amane's eyes sparkled in astonishment, then he took the tags from [name]'s hands. he thought hard enough on what to wish for, something that he wanted to come true.

          'i hope you say yes to me.'

          amane finished in a minute as he tied the tags together. [name] couldn't help but to be curious as to what amane had wished for. "so what's your wish?" [name] asked while glancing at his sides to try to get a glimpse of his tag.

          amane turned around as he placed a finger on his lips. "shhh..." he shushed with a smile. [name]'s cheeks grew red at the sudden action, maybe amane's wish is a secret so she won't pry to it further.

          after he attached his tag to the bamboo tree, amane took her hand and led her to one of the spaces in the area so they could see the fireworks together. "i can't wait to see the fireworks." amane excitedly said.

          "me too." [name] nodded in agreement. the fireworks are the best part in the tanabata festival. she was glad she could spend it with amane—then this is definitely the best part for the two of them.

          a striking display of light appear amongst the night sky, followed by a loud sound. fireworks continued to rise and explode, spreading different bright colors across the scenery. "[name], look at the fireworks! isn't it pretty?" amane slightly raised his voice because of the booming sounds of the fireworks, then he linked their pinky fingers together, then subtly holding her hand by intertwining their fingers together.

          [name] had an epiphany realizing the things amane did for her; the meaningful soft kisses, their fingers intertwining when their hands simply touched, the loving gazes, the home in his arms and the whispers of sweet nothings.

          it may seem like amane's simple ways of showing love to [name], but to her, it was worth a whole universe.

          [name] moved closer to plant a soft kiss on amane's cheek, then she opened her mouth to speak.

          "yes."

          amane tilted his head to the side in confusion, he comprehended this as [name] agreed that the fireworks looked pretty but she meant something else. "yes?" he questioned.

          "yes." [name] repeated with a blush on her face. she squeezed his hand while looking into his amber eyes. "i'm saying yes to you." she corrected. amane couldn't believe what he just heard, it's like the sounds of the fireworks fading just by that answer.

          "does that mean..." amane bit his lip in excitement. "you're my girlfriend now?" he asked as his eyes sparkled like stars. [name] nodded her head with a big smile on her face. "oh my gosh—i'm so glad!" he grinned while pulling her into an embrace.

          "i can't believe it... you're now my girlfriend." tears started to appear from the corners of his eyes. "i love you. i love love love you so much..." amane whispered, his arms wrapping around her securely and burying his face on the crook of her neck.

          "i love you too." [name] said with a soft whisper. amane pulled away from the hug as he looked at her in a loving gaze, his eyes glanced at her lips, then at her eyes with a tint of pink on his cheeks. he placed his hand on her cheek as the strands of her hair tangled through his fingers, then his other hand was still holding on to hers.

          amane slowly leaned in to [name], stepping closer while tilting his head to aim for her lips as their eyes closed.

          and then he giving her a soft kiss on her lips.

          "so what did you wish for, amane?" [name] asked as she and amane were walking home after the festival ended. they were still holding hands, swaying them a bit while doing so.

          amane couldn't help but to chuckle, it's too coincidental, maybe the rumors about having six tags and wishing on them turned out to be real—but in reality, it's on you and it's still you who can make your wishes come true.

          and it is guaranteed, it is not a work of a supernatural.

          "i wished that you'd say yes to me," amane sheepishly giggled while scratching his choppy locks. "i know it's corny but hey, it worked out in the end."

          [name] shook her head with a chuckle escaping from her lips. "oh amane, i planned to answer you in this festival—i guess you can say is that i made your wish come true."

          "and i thank you for that, dear." amane said as he reached to give [name] a kiss on the cheek.

a/n: so uh, this request is like from 2022 tanabata and i just wrote it now since it's tanabata—yeah, happy birthday to this request. i'm really sorry for being inactive in tumblr, college is a b i c t h and it will be in later years. its kinda rushed i hope you enjoy this (⁠｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡⁠)

[candyredappledragon]

h-hi! the name is kieran. nice to meet you! ive been here for a bit and uhm.... sadly figuring out how to use this site! ( kind of afraid of interacting with others especially but im trying my best to not be easily scared ! ) i am not familiar with technology and or online things/words so please be patient with me. i know there are other kierans here too and honestly theyre pretty cool! ....d-dont tell them i said that. im not really a battler so if you are trying to look for one then im sorry to say that you will be disappointed but you can ask the others though. really sorry

..uh thank you for checking my blog— furret youre on my facEXSFDGCVHH

🍎 Please no genuine anon hate, nsfw, or anything really bad. ( You can be mean to Kieran! ) Pelipper mail is okay ( but malice is off for now ). Sapient Pokemon or the likes of interacting are fine too, Kieran is too much of a goofball to notice it. Please don't give him Pokemon the thought is appreciated but if you do they'll turn into stickers lol.

Please don't be weird. I'm serious. As well PLEASE be patient with me and not be pushy. I'm trying my best!

This Kieran is in AU as to what happens if Florian doesn't lie to him about Ogerpon and whatnot! Kieran still doesn't get Ogerpon and is fine with it ( kind of, as in this made him feel inferior to having friends and will always be chosen over by other people. ) His way of thinking is that maybe he should try to be nice and kind to others so that will help him get friends as he sees Florian do this the same to others. ( The only thing Kieran thinks he's not good at is having a funny personality. He is very awkward in person. ) Blueberry Academy was hard on him as he was almost practically as ignored and students tend to forget he is the champion because of his cowardly personality. Florian took over later as champion. Okay there.

(By the way this is a summary please don't hurt me. 💔)

Plus I will try to draw for asks but they won't be the best but surely will motivate me to draw! If there are no asks then I'll just draw daily things with Kieran so it's a win-win for me!

💥 This Kieran doesn't like to get involved with stuff so feel free to drag him into antics! He isn't the one to approach people either so if you are wondering why I don't start convos with other blogs with asks that's why. ( I'm shy too. ) He's a bit of a coward online and in person but he won't shy away trying to be friends with others.

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"Can we use your art?" Feel free to use the art or whatever! Don't need to credit and I prefer not to be credited. You can edit it too! Idgaf just no bigotry. :,] "What do we call you and do you have pronouns?" Uhm, you can call me Eight or any other version of the number 8 itself. [ Ex: Ocho, Hachi, Acht, etc ]. No pronouns! Refer me to by name or just call me mod or some other third thing lol. "What art program do you use?" Clip Studio Paint! "Are you okay with collabs?" Of course! Please feel free to message me anytime. :] "What time do you post art/responses?" Uhm....... anytime to be honest? My sleep schedule is ABYSMAL. I am very much online unless I'm busy doing comp. "Are replies time sensitive when interacting with this blog?" Nope! Take your time with your replies. I am pretty chill and everyone is pretty busy with real life. Fair warning I'm a ditz. :( "Why did you make this blog?" To draw Kieran a thousand times over until I'm dead lol. ( Even if it isn't posted on this blog!) And world build my stupid au. :u I'm just currently on a small burnout on drawing. I'm sorry. :c

"Is this a sideblog?" Yeah, you are never going to find out my main!! It's very cringe ( it has different media art ). I will interact with my other sideblog with thoughts and reactions at times. [ if you are curious @/hahahasquib ]

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[lavendermunson]

enchanted II | knight!eddie munson x princess!reader

summary Eddie takes you to the ball, you two share a nice moment until the magic ends with the reminder of your marriage. Could Eddie help you get out of this one?

tags +18, afab!reader, perv!eddie, mentions of jason craver sorry, best friends to lovers kind of relationship, mentions of food. no use of y/n. i tried to be as inclusive as possible so i didn’t mention anything about the reader’s, no skin color, no hair color, no body type. this chapter is just pure fluff.

a/n dance scene inspired by little women by greta gerwig, if you know you know. reader’s mom’s name thoughts

wc 3.3k

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A lot of times your dreams were centered around Eddie, not in a sexual way because you haven’t seen him in a while. Nearly nine years have passed and you wonder how he looks now, did he keep the buzz cut? did he let a beard grow? a mustache maybe? Your mind always tried to picture a 19-year-old Eddie but you were never satisfied.

Since the moment you saw him through that door, your tummy finally felt those little butterflies your mom loved to talk about.

"Mom? Can I ask you a question?"

You were turning 15, and since that night no one stopped talking about the wedding of their princess and Jason Craver.

"Yes, darling" she looked at you.

"How do you know you like someone… romantically?"

"Well… when your father and i met it was love at first sight" she laughed "My body was filled with these butterflies, right here in my stomach" she placed a hand over her body and looked at the ceiling, trying to re-play the moment in her head.

"So you fell in love the moment you saw him?”

"No" The queen took her crown off and placed it on your lap, your fingers began to play with the small diamonds in it.

"Then?"

"That is when you like someone when you think they are pretty. Falling in love takes time, it is complicated. " she placed one hand on your shoulder "When you are in love the butterflies stop and a wave of love comes at you with this feeling of… security. You start to feel comfortable and loved"

You try to remember her words, she must be right… First of all, she is your mom. Second of all, she is older and has been through things you haven’t. But why did she get to marry the one that she loved? Why can't you have the same thing?

"I-i don't feel butterflies when i'm with Jason and i don't think i feel safe either" The tears in your eyes started to roll down your cheeks, your mom took her crown back in her hands.

"You will! you will!" she was angry, not at you. She had to convince herself that doing this arrangement was for her good, she didn't like it… god, she hated it! but she had to be a good queen, she had to respect the agreement. "That boy… and you. You are going to be the happiest couple" she hated lying to her daughter, she hated the look of sadness on your face.

She left your room that night without glancing back at you, no goodnight hug either. Since then she cried in her husband's arms almost every night.

"How can we do that to her?"

"It's an agreement"

"We have to stop!"

"We can't stop" the king whispered "But… let's do another agreement, between me and you"

"What is that?" the queen looked at him with hope in her eyes.

"If she meets someone, if she falls in love… like us" his finger pointed at her and back at him, he cupped her cheek locking eyes with her "We let her escape"

"But… she is our baby" The queen bounces her head, and tears start falling. The thought of watching her daughter in an unhappy marriage was a bad thing, but losing her forever had to be the most heartbreaking thing.

"I doubt that would happen, that's why we need to keep her in the castle at all times”

"And if it happens?"

"She is smart enough to run away and get what she wants, we would have to respect her decision. Only if she is in love, will she escape. We won't be able to find her and that's the only way the Craven family will forgive us"

From that day on, you spent your days busy at the castle. Piano classes, guitar classes, literature classes, french classes… anything to keep you busy. You loved learning, but your biggest dream was to travel the world with the person you'd fall in love with.

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Monday, three weeks before your birthday.

Eddie took you to the ball as promised, it was filled with elegantly dressed guests, some of them were strangers and some of them the same ‘refined’ people as always. You immediately feel out of place, no one in this ballroom comprehends your dreams or your ambitions, some girls ask about your wedding, and some of them share secrets to make the ‘perfect wedding’ god, you were sick of that word already.

Taking a few steps back from the group of girls, you find the glasses with wine and the table of little pastries focused on what to choose. The feeling of anxiety boosts as you recognize a voice. 

“Are you having fun or do you want me to show you how to have fun?” Jason and his irritating voice.

“I was until you got here” You turn your back to pick up more pastries and put them on your plate, you take two of each one.

“Why two?” he asks, trying to take one but you take the little plate away.

“I’m hungry” you lie, biting one of the cookies and letting the crumbs fall to your dress “You should go, there are a lot of girls who want to have fun in whatever way you like” 

“You know… i will take your word”

You see him vanish through the swirling couples he will be looking for a girl and be out of the ballroom for a long time. Meanwhile, you look around so no one can see you sneak out to the back to meet Eddie, you knew he stayed there because no one likes to be outside, it was perfect for him to be alone until this party was over. 

“Hi”

“Hey… shouldn’t you be inside?” he looked at your face, then the food in your hands.

“I got you something, i know these things are so long and boring but the only way to get through it is by eating lots of sugar!” 

He glanced at you with a tiny smile on his face, you were the most adorable thing ever. 

“Thank you, it’s nice of you” You nodded, getting closer to him, resting your back against the wall as he did.

Both of you can’t forget what happened in your room, the tingly feeling between your legs and his cock so hard. You would almost rip each other’s clothes if it weren’t for this event. Trying to bring serenity to your mind, you shake your head as the thoughts fly away and you break the silence.

“So… how’s it been? I haven’t seen you in ten years?”

Eddie tried to come up with a smart, interesting, and short answer to your question. Trying to surprise you… but he had nothing. He didn’t want to admit he had only two friends. He didn’t want to tell you about all the times he sneaked out to see you. 

“Fine, just fine,” he says, finishing the cupcake he had in his hand. Almost dropping it after zoning out.

“Fine? Edward please, it’s me” Every time someone calls him by his full name he shivers, recalling all the times someone was mad at him. But with you it was different, it sounds great coming from your beautiful lips, but it builds a strange barrier between you two, making the interaction too formal for his liking. But he had to remember, he works for you, he is not your friend, he has a job to do. 

“Last time we saw each other we talked so much about music, books, the world…” The words coming from your mouth made you realize, at least one person shares your interests, “you told me dragons were most likely real but fun, not evil or violent, just… beautiful creatures looking for love”

“Of course, it’s something a kid would say” he wipes the frosting out of his lips with his fingers, he sucks them clean minutes after and you watch him mesmerized.

“No, no… when we were kids everyone was boring but you” He shakes his head, letting out a chuckle “Everything you said made so much sense, that’s why it got stuck in my head”

“That night… it was great,” he says and you nod, biting your lip. You remember it all too well, and he does too.

“It was, so I'll ask again… how’s it been?” you hit him with your elbow, giggling at the same time as he coughs to hide a smile. The barrier Eddie thought was between you two somehow fell into pieces.

“Good… i learned how to play piano at the local bar, my uncle got me a guitar for my 13th birthday and i’ve been writing songs” he hopes everything he says sounds interesting to you, and it does.

“That is… fascinating”

“Are you lying to me?” he squints his eyes in disbelief.

“It is, i promise” Your nose scrunches up, trying to match his expression. There’s a bittersweet moment of realization that hits you like a wave of fresh air, you listen to Eddie as his life sounds more fun than yours.

“And how’s the princess been doing?”

“Reading, playing piano, and oh! painting” 

He leans his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed. You lean your head back figuring out his expression, but you don’t read it.

“Just that? Hey, I'm not judging you here but i thought princesses had a lot of fun… that sounds fun too but i thought you were out at parties and you know, getting drunk or dancing until midnight”

“Yes, when you have real friends or a great husband. When you can travel the world or play music with someone, not when your parents have you studying all day”

Eddie’s mouth descends to one side in a pout after you look away, you try to focus on the dark of the garden and how some flowers seem to shine thanks to the moonlight, your life was good… average. But you never had fun and that had you heartbroken.

“That’s why you go out to the woods?”

“Yes” You still don’t look at him, a sad frown appears on your face. Don’t cry, don’t cry in front of him “To not feel chained to something… but i know it’s a never-ending type of feeling”

The boy with chocolate eyes notices a change in your voice, he places a hand on your shoulder just like he did in your room. But this time his touch is filled with compassion, he didn’t know you were feeling this way.

“Do you… do you ever think about not going back to your room?” he asks.

“All the time” you nod, and your hand reaches out to his over your shoulder. Eddie doesn’t know there are times you don’t go back at all. He flips his hand over your shoulder to take yours and squeeze it. His warm touch fills up your heart.

There’s a moment when Eddie’s mind is crowded with questions. Can he help you be free? Can he make you have more fun? He wants to take you out of this kingdom, find a small town and be with you forever. He wishes you were happier because you make him happy. 

“And now I have to get married to a boy that acts like a child, a person that I’ll never love and it sucks… I go to the woods and I get farther away each time but something always drags me back here”

He gets the feeling, he couldn’t leave even if he wished to. He can’t leave Uncle Wayne, he can’t leave Jeff and Gareth. Eddie’s mind is empty now, he doesn’t know what to say to help you feel better. He sucks at talking about feelings, he never learned how to cheer someone up with the right words. 

Instead, he concentrates on the music after being in silence for a while, recognizing the melody of the song he takes both of your hands making the plate fall and break, he kicks it with his feet and pushes you into his chest earning a soft smile and a giggle from you.

“Dance with me,” he says, his breath hitching for a second waiting for you to answer. You feel his breath on your lips, your eyes linger on them for a couple of seconds.

“We can’t… they will see us” You peek at all those people in the ballroom, everyone looks so happy dancing… but the music is a little bit more upbeat, they don’t jump and dance they just move their feet from side to side at a slow pace. Boring. 

“Just let your body follow the music and if we get close to a window we pretend to walk”

You nod in excitement, as he laughs and starts twirling you around. Your grip on his hand tightens up as he drags you forward, you do as he told you, and after twirling around you see a window and get back to your postures. You laugh a couple of steps further and away from the windows. Eddie’s movements become electric, he starts to jump and you follow him, grasping his hand as you enjoy the music in your silly dance moves, jumping on your tippy toes. 

You two, in your private world have fun on a night you could’ve sworn it was going to kill you, instead it’s nice and filled with joy. As you dance with Eddie, where no one can see you, it takes you back to the first night you met him. 

You bump into his chest and quickly take a step back. His heart is thumping so fast in his chest, almost making his rib cage break. Yours is pounding hard and loud, afraid that he could hear but at the same time wishing he could.

The music stops, and both of you look at each other when you realize you are in the same spot, noticing you were moving in circles the entire time. 

“Little one?” a soft voice calls your attention, it was your mom “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing, I was just taking some air” You tear your eyes away from Eddie, missing his soft gaze already. He drops your hand, getting his knight posture back in the presence of his queen. 

“Good, we are leaving” She reaches for your arm and you grab it “Jason's mom wants to have lunch on Friday, she wants to tell you something important so it’s time we go home and get some sleep so you look presentable. Got it?”

You drop Eddie’s hand a he misses your touch, you do too. He squeezes his hand softly trying to give his muscles a memory of their own so they can remember your warmth, your little fingers brushing the palm of his hand as it gets away from yours.

“Of course, Mom…” you say, your expression transitioning from happiness to sadness. You follow her as Eddie walks behind you both, his heart aches as he repeats your words in his head.

“And now I have to get married… to a person that I'll never love … I go to the woods and… something always drags me back here”

I need to help you, he says to himself. I’ll get you out of here, I need you to be happy.

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On Friday morning and after worrying for four torturous days, when you open your eyes, someone keeps knocking at the door and makes you jump out of bed. You let go a groan as your mom comes in and some of the maids help you get ready for lunch, is this necessary? Last Monday you got ready by yourself… Well, with a little help from Eddie. But still, this whole show for lunch, it was going to be a very long day.

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You sit down on the balcony of Craven's castle. It has a nice view of the town, better than your own. Jason’s mom, Avari, joins you and your mom at the table and looks at you. It’s a judgy look, yes. She is thinking if you are worth it for his “little boy” and you hope she thinks you are not.

“Thank you for joining me, Queen Margery and Princess…” she nods “I have something really important to ask you”

Stop. Everything. For a minute. Did she forget your name? Yes, yes she did.

“Thank you for having us, you selected such a wonderful place,” your mom says, you roll your eyes at how nice she is “Whatever you have to tell us, I’m sure we can make it work”

You take a sip of coffee as Queen Avari parts her lips to speak, she puts down her cup and looks at your mom.

“I want to start getting ready for the big day, the dress, the flowers, the decorations, the guests… it needs to be the most perfect wedding”

The sip of coffee goes up to your nose and you cough to mask the uncomfortable feeling, your shoulders give up as you lean to the front and cover your mouth. Her announcement takes you by surprise and it shocks you, this can’t be happening right now.

“Sorry,” you whisper, reaching for a handkerchief to clean your mouth. Jason’s mom looks at you disgusted, your mom looks at you worried. “Isn’t it a little early for that?”

“Child, it is in my hands to make you and my baby boy’s wedding the best of them all. If we go ahead and plan with time it will be easier, what do you say Margery?”

You look at your mom, begging her with your eyes to disagree. “It is a wonderful idea, I agree” She looks at you with a warm look, noticing how the bright light in your eyes disappears. A feeling of guilt appears in her stomach.

“No!” you get up, hitting the table with your palms.

“You vulgar child” Queen Avari stands up too, looking at you. She is angry and you can feel it, the best part is you don’t care. 

“I- mom…” you look at your mom for a couple of seconds before running out, you wish you could jump out off the balcony but it’s impossible. You keep running through the castle until you find a way out through the kitchen door. Eddie watches you leave and runs after you. Moments after, and now that you are away from that castle you stop. Eddie watches you as you fall to your knees, tears start dripping down your cheeks.

“Are you okay? Do you need something? What happened?” A worried Eddie kneels in front of you and shakes your shoulders, softly. He gets desperate from not getting an answer, you tilt your head up to look at him.

“I can’t do this, I can’t marry him,” you say, your voice muffled as you sob “I don’t want to” 

Eddie notices the heartbreak look in your eyes, he immediately gets closer to you and hugs you. As you cry in his arms he tries to get up, helping you do the same. His arms tighten around your body, you try to imitate his actions but you stay with your arms on your sides, frozen.

“I need to go… I- I don’t want to go home” he notices your body fighting to be free from his arms, sadly. He lets you go supposing he would have to run after you again, but you stay in your place “Would you come with me?” you say.

He thinks about it for a moment, his gaze is soft on yours, and it calms you down.

“Where?” he asks.

“I know a place… in the woods” You take his hand.

A million scenarios travel through his mind, but his priority right now it’s you. Only you.

“Show me… I will go with you” he intertwined his fingers with yours squeezing your hand, and a delicate smile appeared on your lips.

“Let’s go,” you say and start to walk at a fast pace, Eddie walks with you.

He will follow you everywhere, as he is right now. His head gets cloudy as he remembers he is holding your hand, as he understands you trust him more than anyone else. Not thinking of the consequences that will come later.

hey! i hope you like part two. i decided i’m going to post a chapter every friday, i’ll try to do my best and i know a deadline helps me to get things straight. sorry this one took sooooooo long ); also it’s just fluff because i’ve been stressed lately and im tired hehe.

if you have some ideas for part three let me know! any comment, suggestion or question is more than welcome ✨ feedback is appreciated! don't forget to REBLOG TO SUPPORT THE AUTHOR! . ♡

tags @stephanie-nicks76 @mylovelycrazyworld @thebrookemunson and special tag for @allthingsjoeq they have a knight!eddie fic too if you’d like to read it ♥️ thank you for your love and patience

[ducktoonsfanart]

Donald and Daisy Duck with their kids - Scrooge McDuck and Magica De Spell with Webby and Minima - Quack Pack Week - Valentine's Day and Holidays (Quack Pack AU) - Quack Pack and Duckverse

I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day! And sorry for the delay! For this thread, I drew two drawings (admittedly the second drawing was drawn two years ago, but I'm posting it now) and it's related to one of my favorite couples in the Duckverse and I apologize if it bothers anyone.

The first drawing I drew shows Donald giving his love Daisy Duck a candy box with chocolate hearts as well as three purple tulips, and Daisy is all happy with that, although she prefers it when Donald treats her nicely and the material gifts aren't that important, but the real feelings you feel for someone. And so in this case, although Donald prefers to give with attention as a sign of love. And there are their children, Donald's nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie, as well as Daisy's nieces April, May and June as teenagers in my version supporting their uncle and aunt. And behind them is a background with mountains and fir trees, as well as snow that has persisted, because it is still winter.

Another drawing that is more of an old drawing is Scrooge McDuck in a Scottish kilt with Magica de Spell, an old rival but new partner. Yes, I know it bothers some people, although Scrooge and Magica, as frenemies, have a lot in common, and maybe they have a secret love. However, in my Quack Pack AU, after a long time of rivalry, Scrooge reconciled with Magica and somehow they have a romantic relationship. Scrooge won't let Magica touch his first coin though, and this is just my version of what Scrooge and Magica would look like in the Quack Pack. In addition to them, there is Webby, Scrooge's adopted niece as well as Magica's niece Minima as a teenager who is no longer the good old girl she used to be, but more mean, and I drew it to suit her. Despite their differences, they would still work together and be best friends (inspired by the Ducktales comic "Dime After Dime" from 1991). And then there's Ratface, Magica's pet crow. Yes, I drew that drawing two years ago. And this is just my alternative Quack Pack version, because in addition to Magica, Scrooge also has Goldie and Brigitta, as well as other ladies who are Scrooge's loves, although Scrooge's true love is money. Again, everyone is entitled to their love partners. Still, I kinda like Scrooge and Magica together in the Quack Pack for the hilarious comedy, but that's just my opinion.

I hope you like these drawings and these ideas and these love couples and feel free to like and reblog this, just don't use the same versions of me without mentioning me and without tagging my name. Thank you. By the way, this is addressed, @quackpackweek. And once again, happy Valentine's Day!

[shot-kickers]

All the future episodes make me sad and like everyone else I'm not immune to making my own Teen AU in order to let the Simpsons kids have some fun! This teen AU ends up going into a college one too but we can talk about that one later for now here's some silly teen designs for Bart and his friend group.

Season 30's 'E My Sports' put these guys on a team together and then never did anything with them as a group ever again but I liked the idea of them all being a rag tag group of friends when they got to high school so the Evergreen Terrors team name lives on!

Design notes are under the keep reading because I like to yap!

Bart is the leader of this operation and still the top school prankster whose shenanigans always end up on the front page of the school's newspaper (Partly because they're an inconvenience to the students and staff but also partly because he has men on the inside and by that I mean Rodd and Todd Flanders run the school paper together!) Design wise I just went mostly off of what he wears in the future episodes, mostly Future Drama and Barthood since they take place in teen timelines more than the others, as well as looking at old skating magazines I had saved for personal projects that I thought would be a nice nod to his skater boy vibe. You'll see with Lisa and Maggie later but the number of piercings the kids have are the same as the order they are in the family, Bart has one, Lisa has two and Maggie has three! He and Milhouse have matching Itchy and Scratchy tattoos since in this AU they'd be 18, Bart doesn't bother hiding his tattoo from Homer and Marge even if they disapprove of it but Milhouse tries (and fails) to hide his from Luanne and Kirk for as long as he possibly can.

Milhouse is still unfortunately Milhouse so he's still a bit insecure about himself and his parents won't let him dress 'cool' so he makes do with what he can like buying his belts from Hot Topic and layering his clothing, even if he has to tuck his shirt in so the belts can be seen by his peers. He has a silly little nerd bag and he got new glasses for moving up to high school but alas, some things never change and bullies ended up breaking them but he taped them up to look cooler instead of getting new ones. I wanted to give him like starter emo hair where he's just started growing it out like the cool kids but it doesn't make him look cool he just looks like a nerd instead. I'm not the biggest fan of beefy teen Milhouse I think it's more fun if he's still just a bit of a nerd. His badges and stickers on his trumpet case are references to Space Mutants, Life in Hell, Fall Out Boy, Radioactive Man and his dad's Can I Borrow A Feeling?

Nelson took to hanging out with Bart and Milhouse after Jimbo, Dolph and Kearney graduated and at the point this AU takes place he considers them close friends (not that you'd catch him telling them that though but I'm sure they've picked up on it over the years) He and Lisa have been on a few more dates over the years but whether or not they stay together at any point well who really is to say right now, but they are still close friends! I also like to think that Nelson's gotten pretty good at his guitar playing by this point, his singing though maybe not so much. Design wise I fear I was in the dark canon wise since they don't feature teen nelson a lot in the teen timelines so I just went with the vest TM and made it more of a battle jacket since my mum had one and hers was covered in all sorts of patches and pen doodles from her friends and the metal bands she used to listen to. I thought that since the vest in canon is clearly used to symbolize Nelson's relationships with people (Bart getting sentimental over it at the end of the episode where he and Nelson were friends, him giving it to Lisa when she was cold at the end of When Nelson Met Lisa/Lisa wearing it at the end of Barthood when the two are going out together) that eventually he lets his friends add things to the jacket within reason since it still has to look cool after all, nothing cutesy just heavy metal and wicked cool motifs. Because of this Bart gets to doodle on it, Milhouse has accidentally stained it with bleach during a prank at school and Martin and Sophie have given him some cool patches and buttons they find while out and about. The ONE uncool patch that stays on the jacket however is the recycling one, gifted of course by Lisa during their relationship at some point and he cares a bit too much to remove it after the break up. You can't see it in this image but the back of the jacket has a whole flannel panel sewn into the back of it from one of his dad's old flannels, something about having a piece of someone close to you with you despite them no longer being present in your life. I also let him grow out his hair because I imagine that at some point Mrs Muntz was able to afford a fancy barber to cut Nelson's hair for school and he fucked it up so bad that Nelson vowed to never cut his hair again!

Martin is struggling due to pushing himself so hard in order to meet the crazy high exceptions his family have for his future and he still remains the school's biggest teacher's pet as a result. He's leader of the mathletes and is trusted by almost every member of staff as he has quite the reputation of being one of the school's most important over achievers, alongside Lisa and Allison Taylor of course. However since he's a friend of Bart's at this point, he's also not above being mischievous in order to let off steam and Bart, Milhouse and Nelson all take great joy in getting goody two shoes Martin in trouble with them, even if he can use his reputation with the teachers to get out of the detention the others land themselves in. Springfield's school system already has a low turn out of top student alumni so I imagine that they get their top students out of trouble when they do things wrong in order to produce a more impressive track record to outsiders. Design wise I just went for big nerd but I also wanted small hints that as much as he tries to keep up his usual silly and whimsical appearances he's still mega stressed underneath, like his socks not being evenly pulled up and his little head hairs being a bit frazzled. I also had to keep his little chest pocket where he stores his pens cause it's a fun part of his usual design. I also gave him a big backpack he uses to carry every textbook under the sun which often would get him picked on by bullies like usual.

Sophie kept hanging out with Bart as the years went on and over time eventually she was considered to be a part of the gang, especially once the kids got to high school. She's still an avid gamer and I imagine she plays just about anything from survival horror to farm simulators. Her Skyrim mods go crazy I bet. Outside of that though her passion is still classical music as she practices her violin religiously and also helps out with her dad's live music on The Krusty Show as a part time job outside of school hours. She's also in the school marching band along with Milhouse, Lisa and Allison and is equally as passionate about that as she is with her violin practice. Design wise I thought she could be vaguely tomboyish but with a bit of a girly flair to it, the one future episode she is in she's getting married to Jimbo so figuring out what she'd wear was pretty hard since there wasn't a lot to go off of (Her necklace is from that episode because her neck looked too bare without something around it)

[dark-lord-tom-returns]

I work security in a place that sees a large amount of public traffic. Which means I see some Weird Shit sometimes. But this interaction I had yesterday was the Weirdest

Now, there aren't a ton of "secured" areas where I work. There are a bunch of areas where the public shouldn't be, mainly because the general public shouldn't be playing around on loading docks and storage rooms but I digress. Importantly, not everyone wheres a uniform, name tag, or ID badge at this location so finding a random person in street clothes in one of these area isn't necessarily a tell that a person isn't allowed to be there

However

Sometimes, even people that can be there, shouldn't

Picture this

The sun is doing a good impression of a death ray, 102° freedom units, humidity level reads S O U P, and I'm 93% sweat by volume. I turn a corner to get out of the public area and see a man in what I want to call business semi formal. Sport coat, Rolex, pants that cost more than my phone, you get the idea. Not unusual so far

We're walking in the same direction, I'm in the middle of melting, and I just want to get back to my office. I don't want to have to stop and talk to this guy to see if he's supposed to be here, and since we're both moving along, I think that's probably not going to have to happen.

But then

This man stops, right under an AC unit on the side of this building and looks up. He just stares at it for a second. He examines the condensation. He gives that little trickle of water coming down the wall his full attention.

This AC is old. It's been there for years. That little trickle has been happening basically every day for a decade. A nice little ecosystem has sprung up around it. On the sidewalk where it meets the wall is a little patch of weeds and moss. Along the wall itself is a little greenish algae in and around that little stream.

This man looks at the wall. The AC. Back to the wall. He gets in real close. Really examining this little bit of water. Considers for a moment.

And licks it

I'm stunned.

I'm about 8 feet away from this man as he just full on tongues this wall. Gets right in that algae and has a big lick. I don't know what to do. I wasn't trained for this. I just stand there, now approximately 97% sweat which no longer has anything to do with the sun doing it's level best to give me melanoma.

He licked the wall. The algae. The bacteria. He considers it for a moment more. Looks back up at the AC, and does it Again

This is too much

"Sir?" I venture, unsure what my line of attack will be

The man startles, wild eyed he spins toward me. I can see in his stare that he's also unsure of what's about to happen. But he rallies

"It's not against the rules" he says

I nod cautiously. That's probably correct. I certainly wasn't told that people couldn't lick the walls

"Maybe," I allow, slowly, "however this area isn't for public use. I'll need to see some identification."

He starts to reach into a pocket and freezes. He looks up, I can see the nueral pathways firing. He squints.

"My identification?" He asks.

I nod. "If you want to be back here, then I need to know who you are and if you're supposed to have access."

He nods to himself once. Then again a little more surely.

"And if I didn't have access here?" He asks a little hopefully.

"Then I'd have to escort you back to the public areas."

"Oh!" He exclaims, visibly relieved. "Let's just do that!"

I stare a moment. I understand. If I know who he is, I'll know where he works. I'm going to have questions. He knows that. He can't stop it at this point. But he doesn't have to give me a name. Technically.

"OK, right this way sir," I tell him and lead him to the nearest public access point.

He's relieved. He's gotten away with it. He doesn't have to explain and odds are I won't be able to find him again. A lot of people work here, after all.

We walk to a public area. He turns to me.

"I appreciate this," he says.

I nod uncomfortably. "Yeah, about that."

I take his picture with the work phone.

"I have to send this to the rest of the security team," I tell him in the most neutral voice possible. "If we see you in a non public area again we're going to need to have a conversation involving my management team. Yours too if you work here. About you refusing to provide identification. And why."

He just stares at me. I watch as he does the math in his head. We both know he works here. We both know that to get into work using the non public areas is fastest.

"So about this, this incident," he starts.

"I have to do a report, yes," I say and point up. "You were on camera the whole time."

He looks up. He looks back at me. I've never seen a man more hollow.

"Maybe I can transfer," he says mostly to himself.

I give him what I can only hope is a sympathetic smile. I leave him standing there. Contemplative. Haunted.

I go back to my office. I regard the picture. I open the report system. I look at the picture.

I delete the picture.

There are some things I just do not want to explain

[spnbangbang]

Title: Wolves Rush In

Author: anyrei and queerwerewolf

Artist: Hectatess

Primary Ship: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Other Ships: Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester

Length: 39619

Warnings: Violence Against a Pregnant Omega, Not Graphic or Severe, And Not by Castiel

Tags: Alternate Universe - A/B/O, Omega Dean Winchester, Alpha Castiel, Trapped During Heat, MPreg, True Mates, Romance, An Unexpected Love Story, Happy Ending

Posting Date: September 13, 2023

Summary:

Dean Winchester goes to a laundry room late at night after a hectic, last minute, post-break up move. The place is empty save for a blue-eyed, divine smelling Alpha with an apologetic smile and adorable attempt at small talk. When the door of the laundry room automatically locks at 10pm, Dean thinks nothing of it, that is until he realizes he is going into heat three days early.

When Dean tries to leave and finds the unlocking mechanism for the door is broken, he quickly realizes he is about to star in his very own porn flick: in heat and trapped in a laundry room with a very sexy Alpha. The name Castiel is murmured before Dean drops to his knees and, while he doesn’t know it yet, his entire life is about to change.

Excerpt:

Cas sighed, feeling shame that he had come across so aggressive. "I swear I'm not usually like that. And I'm sorry that happened, truly." He cleared his throat. "I'm Cas, by the way."

The man smiled and approached Cas, holding out his hand. "Dean," he said simply.

Dean. What a lovely name.

Cas reached out to shake the omega's hand. Being so close he could experience Dean’s scent even better, and Cas was sure it was the best thing he had ever smelled. It was making him a little dizzy. "Nice to... meet you." He licked over his own lips as he got lost in Dean's eyes for a moment.

Dean held his gaze for a beat, pupils enlarging as he slowly let go of Cas's hand. "Uh, same." He cleared his throat and took a step back. That was when the door lock clicked, indicating no one else would be able to get inside now. Dean whipped around. "What was that?"

"Oh, the door locks automatically at ten. No worries though. There is a button at the door and if you press it, it will open for us." Cas laughed softly as he stepped further away from Dean's alluring scent. "You need to make sure you don't forget anything important, because once you're outside and the door closes again, you won't be able to get in until the next morning at six am. Speaking from experience." It had been really shitty when he left his apartment keys in the room a little over a year ago.

"That sounds awful," he said with a good natured laugh. Dean leaned against the wall of dryers. "So, Cas… what do you do?"

Ah, the question that usually made omegas lose interest in Cas. He had only ever met omegas on dates who wanted a bad boy Alpha. And Cas was so far from that. "Um, I'm a Folklore college professor. Pretty boring, I know. What do you do?"

"I'm not much better. A mechanic," he said with a smile. "So… folklore professor? I listen to a podcast with a character who does that. Thought it was a fake profession."

Cas had to laugh at that. "It is very real. What kind of podcast has a folklore professor in it?" he asked as he realized that he had been subconsciously drawing closer to the omega again. Dean smelled really fantastic, but there was something about that smell that was getting sweeter by the second, making the omega even more enticing.

Dean chuckled and then gasped. He took a step back. "Fuck…" he breathed out. That sweet scent grew heady and stronger by the second. The omega was going into heat.

[project-sekai-facts]

2nd year event?! I saw the announcement and am now very curious and excited, especially since this is happening before Mafuyu’s coming up. Have the 2nd years ever had an event about them? What are your thoughts about this group? I know you have some because I saw your tags 👀

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It's SO gonna be a WxS key story like no way out of it. Given that they're both lims that probably means that it's gonna have a lot of screentime for the boys (well, Rui is a given, it's his event), so there's no way they won't bring up the current WxS plot. Honestly making this a Rui event was an amazing idea because it connects so much with his arc with his fear of growing up and having to leave what he has now behind. And by the looks of the card he made new friends!! Which actually makes it all the more gut punching because he's never really had friends and he only gets a whopping one whole in-universe year with them now.

It's also really cool to see that the Miyajo girls are there. I reckon Shizuku (and Airi, but to a much lesser extent) will get like a mini version of STEP by STEP! with Mafuyu. Because think about it, if Shizuku and Airi leave formal education, that makes Mafuyu the only MC Miyajou 3rd year. I think it'll be really neat to see all the second years interact more because they've never been given much of a chance before outside of a few short scenes, and I think Rui and Mafuyu's dynamic in particular is really interesting. I don't know how much they'll interact in this event, if at all, but I'd like to see more there. Rui is very emotionally intelligent - so long as it doesn't apply to himself - and he's also very very observant, so although having him notice where Mafuyu's issues was unexpected, it wasn't necessarily surprising, and I'd like that to be followed up on even if it is arguably more effective as a passing encounter moment.

I'm guessing there'll be a sweet making and tea ceremony part, because those are the event teams and also Airi's favourite food/club so I think that would be a nice laid-back bonding moment from the 2nd years and who knows, if that does happen then maybe they'll ruin the 3 seconds of peace we get from by reminding us that Airi is moving to credit course and won't be doing clubs anymore.

I'm assuming they'll throw in the excuse for the two schools interacting is that they both happened to be on the same school trip at the exact same time.

Also, the event description. I have thoughts.

from @/pjsekai_eng on twitter

I'm guessing the reason Rui has little interest is because 1. aforementioned fear of getting growing up and moving on and doesn't want to face it, and 2. doesn't have many friends at school, let alone any in his class (it's outlined in KAMIKOU FESTIVAL! that he has never particularly been one for school events because everyone would push him away. We've had Cheerfes since then but you get my point). But it looks like maybe his classmates are actually more willing to be friends with him now?

And then the event name

same source as above

Hey look that sounds like a Wonderlands x Showtime inevitable disbandment reference. Atp I'm starting to think the reason I'm so invested in their current arc is because of how much it resembles a Love Live plot (mod makes shameless LL reference #3 billion what else is new?). Enjoying your youth while you can because there's so much fun stuff you can do and you're surrounded by people and it truly is an experience that you won't be able to quite match later on. It's simple but incredibly effective and emotionally driven. Especially since the age high school is in Japan really is like that bridging period between childhood and adulthood. And linking this to Rui and Tsukasa's event cards specifically...

They seem to have tied the folklore theme with a school uniform theme. And I'm going to pick this apart because I'm already 643 words in so why stop now? I feel bad for excluding Shizuku from this but we've never had too much on her school-related past. The most we got was Draw Your Bow In This White World which was only set 1 year pre-canon so not counting it.

Anyway. I've seen several people point out on Twitter that Rui's limited hair is the same hairstyle that he had as a child. That stuck out to me because we know from flashbacks that that was when people started to steer clear of him at school and he lost a lot of friends, and I wonder if that's going to be brought up in the event, especially since it seems that he's going to be making new friends.

In a similar vein, Tsukasa. I'm sure most people noticed that he's basically wearing his middle school uniform except with glasses. Like Rui's lim linking to when he was most lonely, Tsukasa's does as well. It's established in On the stage of dazzling light that he was pretty lonely during middle school because it was when Saki got moved to a hospital out of the prefecture.

I don't know if this was intentional because Shizuku's doesn't visibly follow that theme, but prsk does like some good symbolism and lim sets quite often have one that sticks out from the others for whatever reason. If it wasn't intentional then good on them for somehow doing this. But it does make a lot of sense, y'know? Cherishing the high school memories because the ones before now were a bit shit?

1 2 (heh)

Being frank I don't entirely know how Japanese school trips work but judging by the card it looks like Rui and Tsukasa got put in a group together? I hope their friendship gets some depth and development added to it with this event because they actually have an interesting dynamic underneath the Oddball 1-2 comic relief that has a lot of underutilised potential. Like what I said in those screenshots - Rui wants to know more about the SEKAI, but since it's entirely derived from Tsukasa's psyche, it means he has to get to know Tsukasa better, and they still aren't on much of a more personal level of friendship almost 3 years after that card story. The fact that both of their lims seem to reference the points when they were most lonely... I think that could be a good starting point for them to bond over. Obviously the circumstances were completely different and Rui was driven into depression by it, but what I'm saying is that it's a start.

Also like the very intentional parallels between Rui and Mizuki and their loneliness and their connection with the rooftop Wonderlands x Showtime main story chapter 5 My Footprints, Your Destination chapter 8 Tsukasa and Ena and the personal impact they had on those two respectively something or other and the fact that one side of that parallel has surprisingly little depth to their relationship idk

Oh and this part from the very end of A Canary Sings In A Quagmire. Though they might stall on it for a bit longer since it's a plot thread that was only just introduced. I reckon if it does get brought up it will just be in internal monologue or Rui just mentioning the concept in passing or being vague about it rather than actually addressing it (Emu and Nene aren't here and I think they will probably be around when it gets fully unpacked). If they do decide to face it directly then I wouldn't mind but it seems too soon to me.

Finally, I reckon we might get some more Shizuku and Tsukasa interactions. It's kind of guaranteed to be fair but you never know. Their dynamic isn't hugely deep or anything but it doesn't need to be, like they only know each other because their sisters were friends. Anyway I don't really mind if all they do in the event is talk about their sisters and what they've been up to themselves - it's pretty cute.

I'll be reading the event in my lunch break tomorrow so long as it is on sekai.best by then, so if anyone wants to ask me more about it then feel free. Watch literally none of what I just wrote happen in the event.

If I said that almost all of the 2nd years are in my top 10 would that justify the word vomit?

[theharrowing]

Patience. We're getting there.

You are moments away from meeting Hoseok's family and trying not to spiral, and Hoseok is a calming presence who keeps you grounded.

🤍 Hope for the Holidays Hoseok x Non-Binary (afab) Reader

🤍 word count: ≈ 640

🤍 established relationship, angst if you squint, fluff, sfw

🤍 warnings: none! this is just a sweet little moment where mc almost feels icky feels but Hoseok is there to make them feel better.

🤍 notes: the government name for this fic should be Patience, Marshmallow. We're getting there. but it felt too long.

🤍 written for the Harrow’s Holiday Cheer Event, requested by @absentcaryatid 🎈 happy belated birthday, my darling Elizabeth!!! i so appreciate you for requesting something nice and soft for this event! thank you for being such a good friend, as well as dedicated reader!!! it was hard stopping myself from writing a lot more, but i felt like this snippet was really nice. enjoy!!!

🤍 beta read by @neoneunnajimin

🤍 posted jan. 2024

You feel antsy. 

Your relationship with Hoseok has been an absolute whirlwind since day one. And now, after an incredible year of knowing one another, you are in a rental car in the busy, snowy streets of Gwangju, South Korea, on your way to meet his parents. 

You almost came here back in February when Hoseok visited for Lunar New Year, but it had been too long since he had been back home, and you felt strange about tagging along. You still feel strange about it, but Hoseok was so sweetly emphatic about you coming that you couldn't bring yourself to stay in your shared apartment all alone. 

Although it would certainly not be a repeat of last Christmas in any sense of the word, it is hard not to think about past holiday events with the ex, and with the family you never felt like you fit in with. What if this visit feels the same? What if you feel just as out of place on the other side of the world as you had on the other side of the country? What if there is nowhere that feels right?

Hoseok must be able to sense your nerves, and he reaches over the center console of the rental car, firmly holding your hand while keeping the other on the steering wheel. You smile but you can tell that it is unconvincing. Hoseok chuckles. 

"Don't look so scared, marshmallow," he teases, giving your hand a squeeze. "My mom can't wait to meet you. Whenever I call, she tells me all about how happy she is that you will be here."

You believe Hoseok—how could you not? His family has been nothing but welcoming, even from such a great distance.

"I shouldn't tell you this," Hoseok says conspiratorially, mouth stretched into a wide smile while his eyes stay on the road, "it was meant to be a surprise, but when I told mom about your gift from last year, she became excited to have you cook with her."

Words fail you, and you open your mouth to flounder through shapes of syllables before landing on, "Wh— me?"

With another chuckle and another gentle squeeze, Hoseok glances at you briefly to say, "Yes, you. She hasn't stopped talking about it. So I hope you are ready to learn some family recipes, because she takes it seriously."

The idea would be daunting if it weren't so heartwarming. Hoseok's mother wants you to join her in the kitchen while she prepares food for the family holiday dinner. She trusts you to help her.

"Besides, my sister won't lift a finger in the kitchen, so I know she will appreciate having you there."

At this, you laugh, feeling weight lift from your shoulders as joy explodes from your chest. 

You tease, "Oh, so I'm just a replacement for your sister, hmm?" while your eyes never leave Hoseok's profile. 

He waggles his eyebrows, then glances at you and begins to laugh. This is always the way things are with Hoseok: light and fun. 

"How much longer?" you ask, eyes taking in the tall snow-covered apartment buildings and the bustling sidewalks filled with pedestrians and shoppers. You had just asked less than five minutes ago, and can surmise that the answer has only changed by the same amount. 

"Patience, marshmallow," Hoseok teases. "We're getting there."

Patience is a lot easier said than done, and you sigh dramatically, making Hoseok laugh once more. Rather than respond, you take in the calmness of the soft song playing on the radio accompanied by Hoseok's melodic happiness. 

"I'm excited," you say softly after a long moment while your gaze drops to your conjoined hands. Emotion swells, and you feel a bit choked up as your mouth stays in a smile. 

Hoseok says, "Good." Nice and simple. And you couldn't agree more. 

Everything feels good. 

🥺🥺🥺 this one felt like such a warm hug while i was writing it. i hope you agree!!! 🥰🥰🥰

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[shiroganeryo]

I've joined Bluesky! 🦋

And followed by that occurrence, I realized quite a significant number of people didn't know I'm brazilian 🇧🇷 until they saw me talking in Portuguese 😅

If you want to skip the rambling, here's my account! Same handle as my old Twitter 😊 I've reposted all my artwork that I had posted on Twitter in there and will keep posting there from now on when I make fandom-related stuff (as well as here on Tumblr, ofc).

Thoughs/explanation under the cut for the sake of brevity!

As most people already know, Twitter has been banned in my country recently by our Supreme Court, and using a VPN to access the site is out of the question as it could result in a 50k BRL fine to whoever is caught doing it.

Sounds extreme but I actually support this decision because all of it started with Musk's denial in banning accounts that promoted criminal activity and our Supreme Court doesn't really fuck around and find out later; legislation does work in Brazil.

Following that decision, we all migrated to bsky and if your timeline feels a little emptier, that's why; believe me when I say we are everywhere - a massive number of daily and fan accounts were run by brazilians and we always interacted with posts from our favorite foreign creators.

Ngl, bsky is being a nice experience! I'm quite liking it there, the tags actually work, I actually see the posts from people I follow, it's been such a good detox experience tbh.

The only things I'm missing are the folks I forcibly had to leave behind, I won't ever forget all the nice comments and love my art got there, especially my rarepair posts. I also miss all the amazing Japanese artists and cosplayers I used to follow there, not many have a bsky account... 😔

Before leaving, I left my bsky handle on my Twitter display name in case anyone feels like following me there; I also left some tweets explaining that I won't be able to keep posting there in case the ban isn't temporary, one of them is pinned too.

Here's the last screenshot I took of my Twitter profile, for posterity 😆

And also because my bsky profile looks exactly the same!

Save for the display name; it's Walker, except followed by a pun with my name in Portuguese because it's a really good one 😂 I might change it later haha

Anyway, do drop me a follow there if you want! I've been mainly posting in Portuguese for the time being since my current circle is mostly fellow brazilians, but I'll keep fanart/fanfic posts in English to be accessible to everyone 😊

[no-side-us]

Letters From Watson Liveblog - May 17

The Engineer's Thumb, Part 1 of 3

The Naval Treaty would also count here, but although we read it before this story it was actually published a year later. I guess if I wanted to create a Watsonian reason for the discrepancy, maybe because Phelps asked for Holmes' help, Watson considered himself less the introducer and more a facilitator of the case.

Now this is a nice change from the last mention of Watson's life after leaving Baker Street in The Stockbroker's Clerk:

I imagine The Stockbroker's Clerk case was the impetus for Holmes and Watson seeing each other more often as is seemingly the norm in this story and the cases right before this one.

With Dracula Daily going on right now, seeing this young man with the pale complexion and bloodstained handkerchief, I can't help but see a possible vampire victim in the same vein (heh) as Jonathan Harker, especially with how polite and apologetic he is despite having been through such a severe situation.

Mary cameo! Once more she is not named, but it's enough for me to at least put her in the tags.

Mr. Hatherley was just a young man, an orphan no less, starting out in his new career after having recently lost his father. There are more Jonathan parallels here than I expected.

He then meets an older, foreign man who, despite having such emaciated features, is still quite youthful in manner! He's called Colonel Lysander Stark! That even sounds like a pastiche on Count Vlad Dracula, with the honorific and everything.

So someone recommended young Hatherley to the Colonel, with the information that Hatherley was talented, an orphan, a bachelor, living alone, and also capable of keeping a secret. It'd have to be someone quite familiar with Hatherley, perhaps someone who's worked with him, or maybe even over him, like a former boss!

The parallel I'm talking about is to Mr. Hawkins and his letter to the Count, in case I made it too vague:

He is a young man, full of energy and talent in his own way, and of a very faithful disposition. He is discreet and silent, and has grown into manhood in my service. He shall be ready to attend on you when you will during his stay, and shall take your instructions in all matters.

The Count never did this, but I can also very much see the Count doing this. As we know, he does like to dart around quickly when he thinks nobody is looking.

I feel like this line speaks for itself in how easily applicable it could be to the Count, or any number of vampiric scenarios.

The Colonel wants Hatherley to work in the middle of the night, which would result in Hatherley having to stay the night.

And Hatherley can't refuse because he needs the money and has his career to think about.

The Engineer's Thumb was published in 1892 by the way, five years before Dracula, so this is all likely a coincidence or just some common motifs of the era. Won't stop me from seeing the parallels though.

A passage from when Jonathan Harker first meets the Count:

The instant, however, that I had stepped over the threshold, he moved impulsively forward, and holding out his hand grasped mine with a strength which made me wince, an effect which was not lessened by the fact that it seemed as cold as ice—more like the hand of a dead than a living man.

Just one chestnut horse? No quartet of coal-black splendid beasts? I guess not every vampire has the resources to complete the aesthetic.

And I am going to assume the Colonel is a vampire, even if the next two letters contradict it. But based on this letter so far, I think I'll just get more evidence if anything.

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