#Okey may have an idea for a fic

[xelle-ll]

Hi hi hi saw the stories and your blog so cute❤️ as I am a sucker for angst myself may I request? I’ve honestly been loving the idea of the reader and mc being separate people and I’ve been thinking about a sylus x reader (not the mc) and of how she has been working with him for a long time and has feelings for him yet she kept it to herself cause she’s too afraid of confess and also since he’s very intimidating and scary. Also how she had to work very very hard for a lot time to get him to at least give her a smile.

But she gets disheartened and heartbroken seeing how easily he got playful with the mc when she arrives and she couldn’t help but feel jealous and upset and lonely. When she went to deliver some news to sylus she spots them on the bed (the story when mc was looking for the thingy while he was showering I forgot its name 😅) with him ontop of her and that’s when reader breaks and runs out quickly telling the twins to give it to him instead while she went outside to take a walk crying silently but didn’t notice a wanderer near by and got badly injured but she managed to kill it and tried her best to hide her injury but her slight limping doesn’t help. Also can the reader be black and slightly plump (since I’m a plump gal) hope this is okey if not ignore it 🙏

THIS FIC IS CANCELLED BECAUSE I WAS UNABLE TO DO IT

HI SWEET HEART

Yes ofc I can do that for you, I’m just going to need a little time because ive been lowkey procrastinating playing LaDs

(genshin has fully distracted me and taken over my life. I got a new character and idek where the time goes 💀)

So I’m not too familiar with Sylus yet

I’ll take a couple days and read some fanfics, get into character then write this for you 🫶🏼

I have some ideas but I will make this so angsty we can both cry together while reading it 🤭

If you have any other requests in the mean time for the other guys, I’m more then happy to do those too

[iagi-san]

Kvothe is ambisextrous (bisexual) but he hasn't realized yet, an essay:

Okey, so this is my delulu shit and you can go with me or against me I don't care. Here we go:

Disclaimer: The author is totally cool with that idea so don't think that it couldn't be canon, because it COULD.

First, HAVE WE SEEN HOW OUR BOY TALKS ABOUT SIMMON?! Like dude, you have a gigantic crush on your mate, we get it. The only time the word "I love you" is written in the whole books is directed to Simmon from Kvothe. He says that they argue like newlyweds. When Simmon is reading that poem Kvothe makes the point to describe how handsome is Simmon. When he returns to Imre Simmon says that he is dating Fela, Kvothe makes a monologue on how Sim is the perfect boyfriend and he is just a turd (this boy as zero self esteem at his core)

Second, at the begining of the second book, at his first encounter with Denna, he gets jealous because that gentleman is really hot and has a lovely voice and it's totally unfair (we get it kid)

Third, all that bit pre-adem with Tempi, that boy got a crush on Kvothe and there are so many scenes when it could be turned out as a slow romance lol (they would be so cute as a couple)

And last, we get to his relationship with Bast. Patrick himself has joked multiple times that they are couple, or at least that Bast has a MASSIVE crush on our innkeper lol. So Kote and Bast own together the Inn, what two other men have an Inn? Exactly, Deoch and Stanchion who are a polyamorous couple and is where we discover the word "ambisextrous" that casually Kvothe knows and no one else among his friends (has he looked it up on the Archives? I totally can see our young Kvothe searching more info about his feelings)

Getting back with Bast, he is a Fae, a pansexual satyr nonetheless (pun intended), their chemistry doesn't go unnoticed among readers, specially the tenderness (that scene with Bast singing a lullaby to a wounded Kote), care (how he stitches him up and swapes his injuries althought Kote says that it's not necessary) and how he talks to him and about him to Chronicler (that bone chilling oath he makes towards his master).

At his own Kote sees Bast as someone a bit immature and who is like a child, I don't see quite romance on his side but who knows, he treats him with a lot of respect and care to not hurt his feelings.

Finally, my take is that Kvothe may not be as straight as he portrays himself to be and I'm desperate to read more fics with that in mind.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk

[thegreatestsandwich]

I- I just lost my sanity after all of the fluffiness Namor fics you've written.... IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL *sobbing and crying in loneliness*

May I request another fluff Namor fics? If you don't mind, I would like to read how's the wedding going? And I rEALLY CURIOUS HOW NAMOR WOULD PROPOSE HER? Like did he nervous and blabbering? or with all seriousness on his face, he's going on straight proposing?

I'll leave the rest idea to you and I appreciate all of your works. Thankyou so much! Have a lovely day<3

My heart’s been borrowed, yours has been blue (Namor x f!reader)

Masterlist

Pairing: Namor x F!reader,

Word count: 580 words

Summary: Just three words...Would you marry me?

Warning: Never let Attuma know first

A/N: Okey look, the gif is not optimal quality, second can we just imagine and pretend that instead of Shuri is the reader? Cool, thanks

Coments, Reblogs and Asks are happily received! I love to read your lovely coments :)

You were confused and weirded out. For some estrange reason, everybody was congratulating you for your engagement. Kids were giving you flowers, a few women gave you advise for your first time as husband and wife, other women gave you advise on how to survive the ritual, men gave you pats on your shoulders and even your mother was tearing up when you came back home, sitting you and pacing in front of you as she was explaining how much hurt she had as she found out about your engagement from hearing it while she returned home.

What was happening?

After you tried to explain that you didn’t know what was happening and your mother not wanting to hear about it, plus she send you to your room. You decided to try and find Namor, perhaps he could explain what was happening. He must know.

You manage to escape from your room, and for some miracle you even went unnoticed from the others. You tried first his cave but discovered completely alone, then you tried his throne room but same, alone. You began to get annoyed.

Namora found you there, lying on the floor and with your eyes closed, she swam to you. “Tuláakal ma'alob in reina?” Everything alright, my queen?

“Ma’!” No! You stressed, sitting up and turning to her. “Le yóok'ol kaaba' in felicita yéetel ma' in wojel Ba'axten!” Everything is congratulating me and I don’t know why!

Namora hummed, offering her hand to help you stand up. You took it with a sigh. She didn’t let go of your hand and guide you to where Namor was. He was there, closer to the corals, where you used to poke at pufferfishes, where you gave him the first rock and the first stick, what started off your path together. Namora quickly nodded at you before swimming away.

“You need to explain.” Namor startled at your voice for a second, turning a around you and offering a nervous smile. “I do not know what is happening but everyone is acting weird.”

“In yaakunaj…” He began but you interrupted him.

“Everyone is saying things and you need to explain.” Your arms crossed over your chest. “What is going on?”

“In yaakunaj,” He tried again, taking your hands in his and letting out a tired sigh. “It was not supposed to go like this.”

“What are you talking about?”

He sighed again. “I was supposed to take you here first, I planned everything but I supposed the surprised is ruined.”

Namor quickly let go of your hands and swam to one of the corals, taking something in his hands before returning to you. “Remember the first stone you gave me?”

“Yes, you really hated it.” You frowned.

He couldn’t help but laugh. “I never hated it, I have it displayed in my home.” He grabbed your hand and open your fingers, leaving your palm there, he softly placed a rock in it. You definitely were confused. “It took me weeks to find a similar rock to that one.”

“Why?” You asked, looking at the colors and shine of it.

“That gift that you gave me made me realize that having you by my side is enough.”

You stared at him.

“You were always the one I have been waiting for my whole life.” He laughed, grabbing your hand and kissing it, not letting it fall from his lips. “Would you let me spend the rest of my life by your side?”

[butterfilledpockets]

YOUR AU'S ARE SO GOOD WRITEN OH MY GOD

Butter, hey, hey, Butter, do you hear me?? Oes? Okey

You know, I have so much free time

A-and I thought

I could maybe help with the rest of your AU's?

THAT IS IF YOU WANT HELP I DON'T WANT TO PRESSURE YOU YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE TO RESPOND TO THIS ASK

I just wanted to give you a proposition of an collab- If we can call it that.. I think I can adapt to other people's art style I can even show you If you want! Just gimme any art and I'll try to copy the art style to show you, mkay?

And e- again, you don't need to respond to that AND AM SORRY THAT I SEND SO MANY PICTURES HERE (I just don't know how to show emotions in words so I used pictures-)

kjebgkjsbrg i fucking love how you format your asks, who need tone indicators when you can commune through rottmnt speak

I may make the Life is strange into a fic, because it is a personal brain rot that makes me go WAHOO WAHOO ya know?

I may also do some comic snippets for chasing shadows cause there are only a few key scenes that stick with me.

Chasing shadows is ABSOLUTELY open for art, input, suggestions, anything always love to see that and your art is so so wonderful It is ALWAYS a joy to see

I am not the best with collaborations, but if you ever get an idea or want an idea for something to draw I am ALWAYS open :D

[nogenderbee]

Hii Bee! How are you doing recently? I hope that you're doing well in both mentally and physically! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

For the songfics event, may I request "You should know you're beautiful just the way you are, and you don't have to change a thing, the world could change its heart, no scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful." from "Scars To Your Beautiful" by Alessia Cara with Toya? (ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠;|||)

I'd really appreciate it if you accepted this request! Tysm for reading! Have a wonderful day/afternoon/night! (⁠ﾉ⁠◕ω⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*✧

Hi there! So nice to see you and of course you can! It kinda turned out to be comfort so hope you're okey with that and that you'll enjoy this little fic <3

Toya - Scars To Your Beautiful

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @miya-akane (not tagging you since you'll get notification either way!)

Song:

You should know you're beautiful

just the way you are,

Toya and you were hanging out in one of your rooms, and he was staring at for quite a while now... And you honestly had no idea why he was staring at you... Did he thought that there's someone better for him? Was there something on your face? Or was he perhaps not even looking at you and you're just overthinking?

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong...?"

"No, everything is fine. You're simply very pretty... Do you mind me admiring you?"

and you don't have to change a thing,

the world could change its heart,

You had no idea what made him think so... But he kept staring at you with these eyes full love and admiration for you... He was looking at you as if you were perfect but unfortunately world made you think completely otherwise... and it was his goal to make you understand how pretty you actually are. He knew very well that works has some sick standards that he's never been a fan of but he dislikes them even more when they bring your self confidence down...

no scars to your beautiful,

we're stars and we're beautiful.

He was looking out for any signs of you going low on yourself and he was right there to tell you few comforting words and compliments in hopes to make you see how valuable you really are.

"Love... I hope you know it that your absolutely perfect. It should be world changing for you and not you changing for you. Please never forget it."

He was there to hold your hand or hug you through the worse, no matter how bad it would ever get. He still stares at you with so much love in his eyes and he sees nothing besides pretty being that should know how amazing they are~

❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉

[skam-luart-mix]

A moan and a satisfied sigh was the last thing he heard before falling asleep in the arms of the sexy Belgian boy.

[muzanswaifu]

Okey so idea(Kind of)Sanemi x reader but the reader is very innocent and naive and sanemi cant help bit want to fuck the so hard they completely ruin the innocence

Okay im gonna just do headcannons/bullets for this real quick but lemme know if you want a full fic!

Sanemi x Innocent!Reader

Warnings: dubcon, oral sex, squirting, loss of virginity (thats up to you though), a hint of sexual slavery, yandere?

Some background info: you are a nurse at Butterfly estate

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He doesn't like that you ignore him, act like he isn't important, act like there isn't an absolute God in front of you

Your eyes don't wander, don't pry, you don't feel up his muscles for a second longer than you have to, you just do your job, fuck it's annoying, you're annoying

"Does this hurt?"

"This may sting a little bit..."

At first sanemi thought u were making fun of him with all your little apologies and checkups to make sure he wasn't in any pain

But with after seeing you converse with other patients, he quickly learned you were just like that - caring, nonjudging, unassuming

Innocent

He watches as the other male patients hit on you, flirt with you while you're just trying to do your job. You feed into their futile attempts, giggling at their little jokes because you don't understand that they're trying to get in your pants like the fucking idiot you are

But he prefer you not know anyway because he deals with them for you, and it makes him hum satisfied when you seem to be more attentive to him when those men aren't bothering you anymore

But he grows tired of seeing you so naive, so pure in your ways, especially with him. You blush so furiously when you feel his hand creep up your thigh when your checking on his injuries, slyly shuffling away to make him stop. He allows it, this time, because the shy look in your eyes makes his cock twitch, but you shouldn't be disobeying him like that. Don't you know who he is? Any other woman would be presenting themselves to him already, but you don't. And it's all because you're too damn virtuous. You unbearable fucking prude bitch.

He doesn't want you acting so innocent and holy around him, you're better than that, he deserves more than that

Sanemi wants to watch the sparkle in your eye dwindle to a glint of dumb lust as he ruins you for everyone else.

It's so clear that you haven't been fucked good, if at all. He can tell by the way you walk around so uptight and sinless. If you'd just let him break you, maybe you'd loosen up a bit.

You'd be the perfect bitch for him too, new and perfect for him to mold to his liking. He'd have you screaming in ecstacy while he wrecks you over and over and over again, sobbing his name just like you should. He hopes you have some form of physical training because he won't hold back in his strength, not until you're broken and fucked and stupid

He's bidding his time, waiting for the right moment to catch you alone and helpless. Probably after you've run your last errand and are cleaning up for the night. He's the only one in this building because of his status (one you don't seem to even give a shit about) so you can scream all you'd like and no one can bother you two.

You're shy to his advances, thinking maybe he's just a flirty individual, many men are to you, but he's coming on strong and it's scaring you. He catches on, and changes his tactic accordingly, drawing you in more playfully and seductive. You eat that shit up and he could almost laugh at how naive you are.

Really? Cheap compliments are what get that stick outta your ass? Figures you have shitty taste

A few teases here, praises there, you hardly noticed the hand sliding down your hip. In fact, you lean into it, and that's when he knows he's got you.

This is when you get sheepish again, cowering away and admitting that your not very experienced. He acts shocked to save your feelings but what the hell did you expect when you don't put out? It doesn't matter though because now you're only for him

But he'd be nice with you at first, he's not a monster after all. You're prepped nice and thoroughly, licked and kissed all over your little pussy so you'd be ready to take his cock to the hilt. He wouldn't stop till you had come all over his tongue at least three times

Once to figure out what you liked, the second to enjoy himself, and the third to get your hole dripping for him

He'd let you work on him after too, let you mouth at his cock like a little kitten, not caring if you even knew how to suck him off properly. Just seeing the purity in your eyes when you put your pretty lips on his dick for the first time would be enough to satisfy him. He could split your cute little throat open another time

But after that, playtime's over, you've had your fun. You had to be torn apart sometime, you should be grateful it's him and not some worthless bastard who couldn't even last two seconds

God, your so hot when you cry like that, tears pooling down your cheeks and stuttering pleas spilling past your swollen lips begging him to slow down and be more gentle. Yah, fuck that.

Eventually you learn to shut up and take it, it's not like he's listening to your whining anyway. Your desperate mewls and sobbing are such a turn on for him, like predator devouring it's prey. Even when your being fucked into oblivion, you still whimper like a little brat

It hurts huh? Then why did you squirt all over his dick just now? Give him a fuckin break

You're not a filthy whore yet, he admires that, even tells you he does, he likes that little bit of defiance. But you'll cave eventually, even if it's not tonight. No, tonight you don't even last all that long, passing out only a few hours in. Sanemi's aggravated at most, but your weakness was to be expected, he would just have to wait until you wake up to ravage you again.

And it'll be fun to train you like this! For him at least. Turn you into his perfect little cocksleeve, one that spreads her legs obediently whenever she sees him and can sit pretty on his cock for hours on end while he recuperates. And even then, you're leaving with him of course. Why would he let you stay where you can't warm his cock at all times?

when you're such a stupid slut for him, your almost bearable.

[lordviridis]

Music

Oh yes, I’ve actually written something. It may end on AO3 later as part of a bigger fic collection, but until then, here it is.

Summary: Aleena and Zane vibing along to music, just having a good time (ignore Aleena’s crush, she’ll catch on eventually). 

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Aleena lays on the hard floor, breathing slowly in and out, coming down from the rush of combat, even that of sparring. The music blasted around the room. Zane’s new idea, practicing along to music, going with its rhythm and ebbs. And she had certainly had fun, even if she was starting to think he just wanted to listen to the music. His fingers tapping along the beat against the floor as he laid next to her. From the corner of her eye she could see his mouth moving along the lyrics. She can’t but smile, his happiness is catching and she can’t take her eyes off him.

By the next song he’s singing along, his hands moving along to the music. The pure enjoyment is a joy to watch and before she notices, she’s singing along as well. At least to the lyrics she’s learned by now. She’s off tune, but seeing him turn towards her, eyes smiling as they sing together. She can’t remember the last time she’s had so much fun. 

��Five minutes until the end of reservation.” The announcement is mixed with the lyrics, but still clear. Their hour is over. Zane lets the song finish despite that, beaming by the time the final notes fade. 

“Good, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Very.”

“I’ll keep that in mind for future training.”

“Just for that?”

“Who knows.” He winks as he gets up. “See you next time.”

Her cheeks warm up as he leaves the room. It was nice to have a friend here. Maybe things would be okey.

                                                         ***

Today’s session had been good, and fun. Maybe she should ask if Zane wanted to see a movie next week. She had seen an ad that had looked interesting…

A bling wakes her from her thought. A new message. Her face brightens as soon as she notices the sender. From Zane! 

You seemed to enjoy the music, so here’s the album!

Soon the familiar music is blasting around the room. It was very good, and catchy. She can’t but sing along as she enters the album name into a search. It had come out yesterday. It appeared that she hadn’t been all that wrong about him just wanting to listen to it on repeat. She dances around the room, smiling and singing as she lets the music take her. Today had been a good day. 

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Zane taps along to the rhythm as he’s working. Slightly distracted as he look at the clock. The concert tickets would be coming online soon. Anja had promised to come with him, provided that he got the tickets. He knew they were just as excited for it as he was, though they were better at hiding it. 

“My Lord, a delivery for you.” He barely looks up, nodding for it to be placed upon his desk. He had expected more datapads but instead it’s a small basket of cupcakes with a note, a handwritten one. 

Thank you for the album. I might have listened to it several times while making these. Hope you enjoy them :) - Aleena

The familiar warmth grew in the pit of his stomach as he smiles, choosing a muffin. Taking a bite, he groans. Fuck, these were good. Maybe he should buy three tickets instead and ask if she wanted to come as well. 

[vigilantegetawaydriver]

Could you possibly write a frank x female reader who is fairly androgynous. Like really short hair who mostly wears sweats and crappy shirts. Im tired of reading so many Uber feminine reader fits. Hard to relate. Thank you!

Thanks for your request! This is actually my first time writing a requested fic, so be warned.

Note :Since I can actually relate a lot to your request, as I myself often wear stuff that isn’t really feminine , and occasionally shop in the guys section. (funny how xs for women and xl for men fits me the same, seriously sizes are confusing af. ) I corrected this at 1 A.M. so be warned

Warnings: grapic descriptions of violence and language

Pairing: frank castle x reader

Anyways here a little summary: I decided to go with Frank from season 1 episode 1 aka Construction worker Frank. The female reader is a co worker of Frank, and those bullies at the construction who bullied Frank (calling him a gimp etc.) are occasionally picking on her too. She actually thinks Frank is alright , but doesn’t try to pry to much so she just keeps a safe distance. Frank Frank kinda likes her too, you’ll see.

It had been three months since you started working here and had completed your apprenticeship. You quickly figured out that you were the only female on this construction site. That didn’t bother you though, as long as you could do your job , you were fine. There were some things that annoyed you though, on this particular site were a lot of douchebags, some were bullying everyone that didn’t fit in, which included you and some guy that didn’t play well with others, and of course there were guys that couldn’t stop commenting on your figure , even though you wore the same work clothes as them, since they didn’t have any of them fit for women they were pretty baggy on you, but you never were one to put much effort into dressing feminine . That didn’t matter apparently. You didn’t let them bring you down though, if someone commented on your appearance or mocked the way you behaved you were sure to give them a hard time.

Today a new worker was joining the construction team. You hadn’t really been introduced yet; the bullies usually beat you to it. As always, they were showing the new guy around, making him familiar with the site. You went ahead to go do your todays task, you had been assigned to work with Pete, so you made your way up to his workplace. As you arrived the guys that were showing the new guy around were picking on Pete. One was poking him in the chest, calling him a “gimp”. Pete didn’t react though, just staring at the guy and then turning his back. They seemed to lose interest and moved on.

“I hate those assholes.” You muttered passing Pete and putting your gear on the ground next to you. Pete just gave you a wordless shrug as answer and picked up his hammer. From there on you two worked silently next to each other, until it was time for lunch.

You were just unpacking your lunch when you heard some guys talking about a gig , to make some fast money ,illegally apparently. Pete must have heard it too, because he was looking a lot grumpier than usual. Just as you wanted to say something one of the guys that had been talking started to walk towards Pete bellowing in his face that he was intruding. When the guy started stomping on Pete’s lunch, you had had enough of it. You knew that Pete could take care of himself, he was more that capable of that , but you just couldn’t let it stand that those guys were treating another human being like that.

” Hey dirtbag, I am here too , he isn’t the only one that heard you talking bout your fucking illegal business! Maybe you’re just too damn stupid to realize it but that ain´t exactly the stuff to talk about at your workplace with your coworkers around!” You bellowed in his face.

“What did you just say you fucking bitch?!” The dirtbag shouted at you.

“Your dick may be small, that’s okey , but don’t let your frustration at your inability to get laid out on other people!” You countered in a mocking tone.

Well you didn’t expect to hear Pete chuckle, and you certainly didn’t expect your coworker to smack you in the face. You saw stars for a moment , but then you recovered quickly to land a precise punch on his nose. In your peripheral you could see his friends emerging, and started to brace yourself for a real fight. Two guys were advancing you, when Pete suddenly pulled you behind him. While he was busy with those two you had to go against the guy that had started it all, he had picked up a sledgehammer and was trying to hit you with it. Seeing the hole in the wall it had produced next to you, you quickly started to get real nervous , you hastily picked up a metal bar that was lying beside you. It was clear by now that these guys were trying to kill you, and apparently Pete too. While you had been dodging the one guy , Pete had at least killed one guy and knocked two others out, one of them not wanting to stay down it seemed. You had heard shots too, apparently someone had pulled a gun , but Pete had quickly gotten a hold of it and killed them.

With a loud crash the hammer collided with the bar you were using to defend yourself with. Slowly you began to think that you might not make it out of here alive.

All of a sudden Pete appeared behind your assailant and grabbed a hold of the hammer. He smashed it into the guys skull , he fell down immediately. His lifeless form now decorating the ground with his blood. You looked up at Pete a shocked expression plastered on your face. He just growled:” You don’t fucking hit a woman.”

You wanted to say something when you noticed another guy aiming his gun at Pete. Pushing Pete out of the way you quickly charged at the man effectively knocking the gun out of his hand. It clattered to the floor, and before you could reach for it, Pete had it aimed at the guy and shot him straight in the head.

It was sickening the stench of blood everywhere, but your focus was on Pete , or maybe you should call him Frank.

You hadn’t been sure at first but his little massacre just now had confirmed your suspicions that he was indeed the punisher.

“We need to go,” was all he said before gripping your hand and pulling you with him. Wordlessly you followed him down the stairs.

When you arrived at the yard you said:” W-We can take my c-car.” Given that you were in shock you just handed him the keys to your black chevy truck.

Apparently there were no witnesses, since it had been around lunch there hadn’t been anyone else on the site at the time it happened. Since you two were missing , you were a suspect. So you stayed with Frank for a while.

It had been more than a while since the incident, and you and Frank were sitting at a diner talking. “I talked to a friend, and he said he can help you.Gget you a new identity, you could start over.” Frank suggested in a hushed voice. “We have been over this , I don’t want a new start.But if you don’t want me to stay with you anymore that’s fine.” You mumbled. Looking into his eyes , searching for something unknown. Franks response was a little agitated , he grabbed your hand that was laying on the table next to his. Squeezing it he mumbled: “That is not what I am saying, I just want you to have a choice.” You wanted to say something when the waitress called to you saying there was someone on thenphone for Frank.

It had been an awful couple of days, Frank and you both had tried to find out as much as you could about this Micro guy. Frank had cut off his beard and gotten a buzz cut, which you didn’t mind one bit by the way. You had had to change you appearance too, cutting off your hair till it was just below your ears and dying it black. You had just finished rubbing it dry with a towel and were putting on your cargo pants, Frank had the same ones just a few sizes bigger, when he walked in and looked at you :”You know you can still back out now, you don’t have to do this for me, we have no idea who this guy even is.” He tried to convince you.

“I told you already , I will not let you do this alone, I have your back. Besides if we are right then he is just some nerd guy that wants to get back to his family.” You walked towards him. He looked at you like he was in deep thought before he said, cupping your face with his hands:” You stay behind me , and remember what we talked about. If you get hurt I don’t know what I will do.”

It was the first time he admitted that you meant something to him. You got on your tiptoes and placed a quick kiss on his cheek instead of his lips , as you didn’t want to overstep anything. But he wouldn’t have it, leaning in he pulled you towards him once more , kissing you gently on the lips. You leaned into it trying to hold in the moan that eventually escaped your lips. You both parted panting and looking at each other.

“You want this?” He asked hastily while his hand squeezed your hip. “Yes , yes I do.“ You panted, just before he pulled you in again , crushing his lips to yours.

You barely made it to the bed.

Micro would have to wait.

[writingwife-83]

My 2020 Sherlolly Self Interview

Thanks for organizing this fun activity @sherlollyappreciationweek! 🎉 I’ll start out with a very brief “about me” section-

I live in the northeast area of the USA, I’ve been married for seventeen years, have one teenage son, and I’m in my *gulp* late thirties now. I do volunteer ministry work and also work part time from home. Among other leisure activities, obviously I love writing! I started writing original fiction when I was a preteen, but I’ve been writing fanfic under the pen name “writingwife83” for over six years now. I discovered fanfic and the world of online fandom after becoming obsessed with BBC Sherlock in 2014 after s3 aired. I read The Full House, fell in love with the whole concept of fanfic, specifically for sherlolly, and couldn’t help but give it a go myself. And as they say, the rest is history!

Below the cut I’ll talk about some of the topics and fics suggested by followers/readers. Buckle up cuz it’s a lot lol...

Ok, first up to be kind enough to give me some feedback is @readstoomuch. You said- “what inspires you. Any story (I love them all!). Who do you love writing? Who is hardest for you? And which is that one story that you had fun doing?”

As for what inspires me, first and foremost it’s the show and characters itself. Watching those two on screen, it’s not hard to be inspired! But beyond that, I find a lot of inspiration in music and art, and just generally in other creative works and people. I think for a while I had my own internal inspiration and no lack of it, but as months dragged into years lol, I have found that the rest of the shippers are invaluable in filling the gaps when I lack inspiration and motivation. Some prompts I’ve gotten from others have taken on a life I never would have expected, and that’s pretty great. I honestly don’t think writing works best as a purely solitary activity. I know myself and although there is an aspect of my writing that will always be “for me,” that’s absolutely not all it is. It’s the fun of creating with others and it’s the fun of sharing with others.

As for who I love writing and who’s hardest, I think I’ve always felt pretty comfortable writing the main characters in Sherlock. I probably especially love writing Sherlock himself because he’s fun to break down and really dig deep into his emotions and thought processes. There have definitely been times some of the side characters have overwhelmed me and made me nervous about conveying their voices accurately. For instance, Mycroft can be tough if it involves pulling him out of his shell in a way that still feels believable and true to character.

That one story I had fun doing? Well there’s no way I can say just one. 😆 As far as reader response, there’s no other fic that can compare to the fun of I Told You So, that’s for sure. But as far as the actual plotting and creating, I think the fics I’ve had the most fun with are the multi-chapters I’ve done since becoming good friends with @thisisartbylexie. Having her as a sounding board, plotting buddy, and editor has absolutely increased my creating fun and has definitely also made me a better writer.

Thanks so much for asking @readstoomuch 🥰

Alrighty, @thisisartbylexie, you asked- if there's a fic that you ever wanted to go back to change in some way, which one would it be and why? Which one do you feel "oh wow, did I write that?" in a super positive way?

Idk how to choose just one fic. There are plenty that could use some changing lol! One I’d like to fix though, would be Pleased to Meet You. I know (because I’ve been told) that there’s inaccuracies in that one seeing as I’m not personally familiar with university settings in the UK. I did actually attempt research and I thought I got the idea, but apparently it didn’t work out terribly well. But the plotting and progression of that fic is one I’ve always been happy with, so I guess I feel like it’s a shame if it came off messy in some general ways and distracted from the rest of it. I like how I was able to weave that one into the canon of the show up to that point. And tbh it actually still fits as a uni backstory for them without any conflicts to the canon. As much as I enjoy canon divergence and AU, I also have a big soft spot for fics that simply connect seamlessly to what we’ve already been given.

As for “oh wow, did I write that?” I think one of my proudest accomplishments has been Zephyr. That fic kinda has it all lol. The tropes, the pining, the romance, the Victorian setting...ugh I love it. And there’s a climactic kiss moment in that fic that’s one of my faves I’ve written. I’m so glad I wrote it because of the Sherlolly Remix Challenge in ‘16, and at your suggestion, Lexie. But I will also be forever sad that I had to release that fic all at once on AO3 once completed. That fic would have been great fun to be writing and posting as I went along! And on top of being happy with the fic itself and how it came out, I’m awfully proud of the fact that you were excited enough about the fic to illustrate it, and that @goodshipsherlolly enjoyed it enough to record it as an audio fic. Honestly, what more could a writer ask for? 🥺

@mizjoely, you said you’d like to hear anything about The Queen’s Man. Okey doke, you got it lol!

I actually went back and read through most of that fic when I got this because it had been a long time since I’d looked at it. I gotta be honest that in hindsight...I’m a little surprised it did as well as it did.😂🙈 As some may remember, it started because I saw a magnificent manip and wanted to write something to go with it, and then because that was well received, somehow it just kept going. I did very little world building and development of characters in that fic. It was largely just one shippy, romantic, pining scene after another lol. At the end I did kinda tie it all in and wrapped the story up ok, but it was definitely one of those self indulgent fics where I didn’t feel like doing the hard parts and really just wanted to write the fun stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I loved writing it, and I’m so glad it got the positive reception that it did! But it just kinda makes me laugh because it goes to show sometimes you don’t know what’s going to do really well. You could agonize over clever plotting and world building and character development etc, and be so super proud of the finished product and all your hard work, but then you share and the response is like “meh.” And then other times you legit just throw something together with barely any careful thought, and the crowd goes wild! But aside from all that, the visuals in my head of that AU are just too drool worthy to me. Molly in Medieval royal attire? Sherlock in dark armor with a Purple Tunic of Sex™️ underneath? The two of them lingering in the dimly lit hallways and rooms of a castle and gazing endlessly in mutual pining? Yes to all.

Thanks for asking @mizjoely 😘

Ok wow, see what I mean? That was long! 🤣 If you read all the way through this whole thing, *Moriarty voice* thank you...bless you. Honestly, this ship is amazing and I don’t think I’ll ever have a writing experience anywhere else like I’ve had here. I’ve seen the other side of things in another fandom now, so I can all the more so confirm that there’s no ship quite like sherlolly. The warmth, reception, and longevity is mind blowing and I’m just awfully happy to have played a part in creating for the beauty that is Sherlock Holmes and Molly Hooper. 💕

[fairymagicheart1]

The Very Odd Couple

(It took a while but this is my first fanfic since I went through the passing of my grandma, so I hope you all love this! This is more of a buddy fic between my OC Tati and Donnie, and yes the title is a reference to the classic 1968 movie The Odd Couple.. for obvious reasons here. xD

Yes this is for saving our Rise boys! Please @nickelodeon @nickanimation @netflix please pick them up for continuing them!)

It clearly was supposed to be a peaceful night of pizza and Lou Jitsu movie marathon.. but there was trouble to that plan.

Standing between the last slice of pizza on the table was Tati and Donnie, clearly another of their usual competitions and bickering that has become common soon after Tati began living and training with them.

"Donnie, it would be easier with a duplication spell?" Tati said, she had a smirk and tried to pull the plate and ready to use said spell, but Donnie snatched the plate with one of the mechanical arms of his spider shell.

"A simple precise cut is much more easier and effective for the sharing of the last pizza, especially with my area of expertise with technology." Donnie bragged and pressed a button on his tech-bo to switch it to laser mode. "Oh and burn us like the last time?" Retorted Tati.

The remaining three turtles, Splinter, April, and Nessa were just helplessly watching the bickering. "Shouldn't we try to stop them?" April asked, frankly for all.. it was getting to be too much lately; Tati was just as proud of her mystical fairy abilities almost as much as Donnie's own abilities in technology. Splinter was even tapping his fingers on his arm rest in growing frustration at the constant arguments.

"At least it won't blow us off the roof of a 12 story building with your so called Air Swipe attack?" Donnie sarcastically said back, using air quotations and Tati learned on the table now doing a mystic spell/tech tug of war with the pizza slice. "THAT was an accident during practice and you know it Techy!!"

It was a pull and tug battle and it was getting heated.. until Splinter leaped from his chair and pulled the slice away and caused the two to land in a pile. "ENOUGH!! Both of you!" Called out Splinter, now both teens looked up to Splinter's steamed face; the argument clearly had annoyed him greatly. "You know it's kinda ironic how you two argue but can be so much like each other." Raph spoke up with a slight smile.

Though getting back up, they both spoke at the same time. "What me, him/her?! We're nothing alike!" They then both faced each other steamed.

Before another word can be spoken, Splinter jumped to separate them with a loud. "To your rooms! Tomorrow there will be training.. for you both only!" And with that, Tati and Donnie had no choice but to do so..

Through this silence, April spoke up and they all have a look that screams unease. "Uh Splints? You sure you got a great plan? I love them both but Donnie and Tati look like they're almost ready to tear each other apart." She said while Leo just leaned back. "Totally cheering for my girlfriend by the way." Though at that Splinter just made his chair tip over and fell to the ground with a yelp.

"Oh I have just the plan for this and it will take more than just one parent.." Splinter said with a grin and pulled out a hand sized crystal piece.. "I just need to make a call." He walked away, leaving confused looks on the group's faces.. though Nessa's face had more of a look of knowing.

It was the next morning when Tati and Donnie were already up in the kitchen for breakfast.. still clearly ticked off from last night though Splinter came into the room and wasn't alone as Tati nearly choked in surprise. There standing with her arms crossed was Tati's own mother Queen Himari. "Mother?! What are you doing here?" Tati asked in surprised yet slightly fearful..

"My daughter, Splinter called me here for my help on this training.." Himari explained.. now they told the idea... and the unison shouts came soon after from the two teens and it rattled the doors!

"WHAT?!?! Spend the whole day with HIM/HER?!?!" Cried both Tati and Donnie in horror, clearly obvious that this plan does not sit well with them and that was expected.. so Himari herself nodded, her hand raised to Tati and a zap came to her cloaking T-symbol pin. "This spell lasts for exactly 24 hours, this keeps you from using your mystical abilities." Himari explained and Splinter quickly grabbed Donnie's gear, his battle shell, gauntlet, his goggles and tech-bo! "And until then, Donnie will not be using his tech! You both must learn to respect each other as a team on equal ground." Splinter said in this moment of seriousness ans Himari nodded in agreement. "And for you both to respect your abilities, not to use them for ridiculous fights and competitions."

The two teens both clearly were to argue back.. if not the two parental figures have gave their stern glares (hence anime fires behind them) Donnie and Tati knew.. they had to spend the day together, so they were on the surface now; Donnie in his hoodie sweater and Tati wearing her jacket, walking together.

"Great, a full 24 hours without tech or even without even the use of phones?! The great Pizza Supreme in the sky may take me now!" Donnie exclaimed with such a dramatic expression. "You went on a full on mission without tech before.. Twice?" Tati replied, though rather being sarcastic.. then a cheerful voice piped up behind them.

"Never fear! Todd the Friendship Counselor is here!" Said the sweet and overly excited mutant Capybara Todd.

"Todd?! How did you-!?" Tati cried out in surprise. "Let me guess.. Dad and her mom called you in for backup?" Donnie asked with a deadpan expression and tone. In which Todd pulled both Tati and Donnie and a tight hug. "By the end of this day, I just know you two will become the best of buddies!" He said cheerfully, the two weren't as thrilled as he was.. even they know Todd means very well. "Yeah.. this is gonna end well.." Tati said in a deadpan expression.

Though it was from the shadows, three hidden figures smirked from the shadows..

Now at an outdoors pizza place, Todd had Tati and Donnie sitting face to face and both equally share a look of unimpressive expressions, arms crossed on the surface. Todd sat on the stool where he can face both of them. "So let's see, why don't one of you start off by saying something nice?" Todd instructed.. which still caused silence to follow.

"Donnie? Doesn't Tati have the cleanest hair?" Todd said, trying to start things off.

Taking a breath, Tati regained herself.. "Well Donnie is great with his tech.. if it wasn't for that S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. Milk Thief thing that nearly fried me?" She said in a passive aggressive way as Donnie just narrowed his eyes. "What you expect me to eat dry cereal?" Donnie just said equally as such.. they both glared, electricity zapping from all around. But Todd was undeterred! "Don't worry! We still got 12 hours of fun together!" He said as both teens have fallen backwards with exasperated groans.

"Well yes but she's always the one who ties up the bathroom for 3 hours every morning?" The technology minded turtle just pointed an accusing finger at the mystic fairy.

"Hey I was trying to get my makeup done, I like looking my best?" Tati snapped but Todd intervined. "Hey now we're trying to say nice things?" He said still trying to keep the peace.

*segue into montage*

After the pizza and through the daytime, Todd was making sure the two were doing buddy themed activities; video games at the arcade (getting into a competitive argument in between when Donnie cheated again.)

Basketball (Donnie still has a horrible toss and Tati made a basket which bounced off his head.)

And now a quick browsing trip in a clothes store. At this time both teens had finally managed to relax.

Tati was looking at some cute tops and dresses while Donnie just looked at some fabulous jackets. "You know this wasn't so bad.. never ever done this kind of day off before." Tati said offhand, which Donnie looked towards her at that.

"That's.. surprising.. I thought a princess like you got to do whatever and whenever you want at the snap of your fingers?" Donnie replied, Tati put away the dress. "Yeah right.. everyday was a constant and useless schedule of so called ladylike lessons, it was very rare that I even get to spend at least more than 3 hours with my mother and siblings." Tati explained, gritting her teeth at the memory of it.. but then looked back to Donnie, a flash of realization, if it wasn't for them.. she would've gone back to that life. "I'd give anything to have what you have.. even admittedly that skill in tech."

Donnie gave a wry smile, even chuckling at the memory of how hard it was for the mystic fairy to get around tech in the beginning. He's noticed that she now gotten some improvement.. even if the other day she still confuses the remote with the phone.

"Still I thought.. you hated me or something.." Donnie said in a rare honest tone, Tati looked at Donnie with a shocked look. "Donatello why would.." Tati started but then the store lights started flickering and the floor started to shake. Totally means trouble and they both rushed out fast.

"Oh just typical New York stuff.. uh Todd, maybe you should go on ahead and we'll catch up?" Tati suggested with a nervous grin, she didn't want Todd in the crossfire..

There was a 10 foot tall robot with a shogan like headgear and large gauntlets (like something out of Gurren Lagann) Tati had her hand in front of her open gaped mouth and was wide eyed. Tati turned to Todd who came to join them. "What's the excitement?" Asked Todd, blissfully oblivious. Tati clapped her hands together fast.

"Okey-dokey!!" He skipped off, leaving Tati to sigh in relief.

"The one time we don't have gear or powers then trouble starts?! Sure this was a great idea Papa!!" Donnie exclaimed loudly and slapped his face covered.

"Aww is little tech turtle having a bad day?" Said a condescending female voice and both teens looked to see it was the Purple Dragon Tech Club! Kendra smirked with Jase and Jeremy standing behind her, Jase was the one holding the remote control for the robot.

Donnie shot a look but narrowed his eyes in distaste at the group. "I should've known.. the Purple Dragon Tech Club? Shouldn't you all be under house arrest?"

"Purple Dragon Tech Club? Those crazy kids you told me about?" Tati quickly asked before the robot had swung fast and knocked over Donnie and pushed Tati a fair distance. "And Ow!!" Donnie said holding his head.

Kendra smirked at the opportunity now to smash Donnie once and for all. "Jase, smash the turtle!"

Donnie held his head, looked up and stared wide eyed up at the impending robot arm about to hit him, but at that moment, a recovered Tati's eyes shimmered and screamed out "DONNIE!!!" She sprang up and ran so fast.. as if she was tapping into her Air powers now! She managed to push Donnie and both of them rolled out of the way as the robot just smashed the pavement.

"Ugh! Get them!!" Cried out an irritated Kendra, pointing towards the two.

The robot tried another swing but this time Donnie managed to react in time and sprinted fast enough with Tati. "Those guys.. seriously have issues!!" She cried out and now they ran before ducking into an alleyway to let the robot rush by. The two peeked out before stepping out.

As the robot came, Tati was waving her arms. "Hey down here!!" She goated and rushed towards a fire hydrant. While the robot turned towards her, Donnie took this chance before the Purple Dragons caught up, Donnie may not have his gear but this didn't stop him from ripping out the panel cover with the crowbar and he pulled the right wire to stop the leg from moving. "Boom! Ready!!"

"Hey thanks for that save.." Donnie said catching his breath, keeping a sheepish glance. "Donnie.. I know I was angry but I know I couldn't and never will hate you." Tati said, smiling to the purple banded turtle. "In fact, Todd was right.. I already thought of you like a brother." She looked at Donnie with a glance of sweetness that was shared.

"Yeah." Donnie said, Tati hugged him from the side, though now and stepped to face the oncoming robot coming back towards them. "Ok Techy let's come up with something to teach those brats a lesson.." Tati said while giving a look of determination which was shared by Donnie. "Hey Don? Their tech isn't waterproof?" She said as Donnie's lips turned to a smirk. Glancing from a nearby renovation site with a crowbar..

Tati pulled a thumbs up and did a dodge roll before the robot finally took a swing and hit the hydrant instead.

The stream of water hit the exposed panel and the robot couldn't move anyways so it shorted out and finally crashed to the ground.

"What?! How?!" Shrieked Kendra after running up, clutching her head in anger.

"You messed with the fam, you get retribution!!" Said in a loud tone of confidence from Donnie with Tati, arms crossed and smirking proudly. Then the sound of police sirens finally came rapidly.

They already got back ahead close to the manhole closest to their lair home, managing to pick up Todd along the way. "Oh man I wish I could've saw the look of their faces!" Tati laughed alongside Donnie. "I know right!" They both laughed then they shared a shared smile as Todd looked up at them both with shining eyes. "So does this mean you're both best buddies now?"

Before Kendra could try to even expose Donnie and Tati, they were already gone and left the Tech Club to their fate, getting arrested by the cops once again.

Though they both looked at each other then at Todd. "Well we could say for certain that we will be.. this is a start of it." Donnie said and Tati continued with "Yeah and besides, we're more like siblings now.. guess that's why we fought, siblings fight.." "But we'll always be family." Donnie finished as he and she shared a fist bump to Todd's joy as he hugged them both. "Friendship counseling mission complete!" He cheerfully said and the both teens laughed.

They both went home, even when they got their respective abilities and tech back, the next night..

"Donnie!" Tati said arms crossed. "Just say when Techy?" She finished actually using her levitation spell to life up one pizza box. "Ok now!" Donnie called out as each arm of his spider shell held up plates and Tati tossed up the box and duplicated every slice so that everyone got twice as much slices on each plate! Both teens now stood side by side, a grin on each face.

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

Okay I may be wrong BUT I remember you posted like sneak peek OF THIS FIC few months ago and I was 100% sure Louis was talking to CLEM. BUT IT WAS VI!!!! My god this left me heart broken, never fails to make a good fic ha? Well [dreaming of you] is my favorote series you're doing and you did excellent job with this fic as well. It feels weird saying I'm happy with how it ended but I actually kinda am? Hah. It's weird feeling but I'm okey with it. ❤️

Oh shit, that’s right! That was the earliest version from a loooong time ago and I ended up rewriting that entire bit aside from Louis’ dialogue. And yeah, it wasn’t Clementine he was talking to haha. 

Thank you so much for reading! You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you enjoyed [does this feel like a dream?] and that you like the [dreaming of you] series! :D 

[gravelyhumerus]

Okey so I just saw another post about this. Is Emily’s middle name Elizabeth like in canon?Because I know it is but none the fandom wiki pages have any info about that. Is this a mandella affect?!

hello anon

thank you SO much for this question. emily does not have any middle name in canon as far as i can tell, but her mom is named elizabeth prentiss

i do not think this caused by the mandela effect but rather a product of fanon (fanon is defined as widely accepted things in a fandom like the idea that jj kicks in her sleep). 

did we all think elizabeth prentiss would name her daughter after herself? very likely. did we just want to give her a middle name and elizabeth is a very common white girl middle name? also likely. 

hypothesis: someone wrote it into some fanfictions and posts, and the rest of the fandom repeated it as fact because it made sense 

for you, i did a little bit of investigating:

the first thing i found was this emily prentiss rp blog that lists elizabeth as her middle name [link]. it was last updated in 2015 AND lists emily prentiss’ sexuality as straight so it is not a reliable source, but may be an indication of fandom consensus at this time

a few other tumblr blogs write her full name as emily elizabeth prentiss, a few posts [link] & [link] use it, and I found some wattpad fics in which this middle name is used:

I also found this used in a jemily fic on ff.net where Emily loses her memory and JJ is forced to remind her who she is: “Your name is Emily Elizabeth Prentiss, Lauren Reynolds is a alias you used when after Valhalla. Whom by the way, was Ian Doyle. You killed him when he tried to kidnap Declan, his son who you brought to the states to hide him. You are my wife of 8 years. Your not a arms dealer. Please believe me. EMILY PLEASE!" JJ emotionality tells her wife.” [source]

there are also a couple of results that list her middle name spelled “elisabeth” but thats less frequent

in conclusion, you are not imagining things. emily elizabeth prentiss is commonly considered to be her full name in fandom and that’s why you thought it was true

[sugas-sweetheart]

uh i’ve been trying to write but i don’t really know how to start like a series or even small little fics.. help? 🥺

ahhh okey hi ari bb I’m here to here to help to the best of my ability 😼

So when I started this blog I only did Headcanons which has now branched off into a mix of hcs, drabbles and one shots sO you need to get creative juices ✨flowing✨ which can be hard but you can get there

You need a solid idea or plot line when you start writing bc that’s where the 27 drafts I have have failed me bc I get half way through and Don’t have the rest of the story idea,, so I usually find prompts (find these in tumblr tags or just search writing prompts on Pinterest there is so many omg I have a board wigh like 300 prompts) or song fics can be a good way to get a plot! Lots of songs follow a story from ppls lives which you may be able to link to a character or relationship scenario

Maybe start with a small fluffy/angsty (whatever you want) drabble?? get the main ideas into it, work in some descriptive words and work from there in building it into a short story

I hope any of this can help and I’m so sorry if it doesn’t bc I’m just basing this off of how I started getting into writing/how I still try to get ideas now

[crazyrandomfucker]

Miracle queen spoilers below

Okey so, I’ve just watched again miracle queen (this time with english subtitles to understand everything they said). Remember that scene before the ending cut-scene? Let me refresh your memory.

(sorry for the low quality) This scene. I’ve seen an awful lot of poeple commenting the difference of separation between Mari and Adrien in contrast with the finale of the second season, which led to jokes like predicting 4th seasons’ finale with al of Paris between them and also almost everyone was worried about the love square (even if it’s endgame). However, I don’t know if someone noticed how everyone is paired in ships (and yes, just because of this scene I stand all of the couples are now canon (I hope at least) including our two lgtb ships). We’ve got Lukanette, Marc x Nath (does it have a ship name even? dunno), Millene x Ivan, Juleka x Rose (kawaii af), old good DJWIFI and Adrigami. But wait, isn’t there another duo right in the middle of this charade of love??

Now, who are this two teens who may or may not be a couple?  Aren’t those Alix and Max?  Aren’t they awfully close? Is that Max’s hand holding Alix’s? Could it be that they are a couple (at least it’s a new ship for me for sure) and some of us (because there was an alixxmax tag) didn’t notice it before? Now there are an awful lot of headcanons and other ideas flying into my mind and dam, so many possibilities.

For one, if those two are a couple (and I hope so), imagine Kim. We all know about Max and Kim being inseparable bffs and that Kim and Alix have this sort of rivalry between them were they mess with eachother. Now how does Kim take Max dating Alix, his eternal rival (just kidding). Did he feel betrayed by his buddy? Jealous? Or maybe, afraid that Alix is going to take his buddy away? Imagine Kim messing with Alix because he doesn’t want her to have Max all the time (though Alix doesn’t seems to be that kind of girl, but hey, teenagers and our wild imagination). What if it was Alix who wanted to spend more time with her boyfriend? What if Kim was ok with Alix until she and Max began to date and otherwise?  So many possibilities... So many possible fics... Pegasus x Bunnix... Kissing across space and time (if that isn’t romantic af, I know nothing of love)...

Setting all the shipping rush aside, it can be something else and that’s okay. Maybe they are also good friends instead of lovers and they were just calmly chatting (the same goes for Jules-Rose and Marc-Nath). It would still be funny to see those two being good friends and all the Kim vs Alix stuff I said could still be applied. So I’d still be ok with it (perks of being a multishipper who ships everything) and it’d be pretty interesting to see it in case they decide to eventually mention their relationship (any kind) in the show.

[babywarg]

Filipino/English Ironstrange fic: “Gantimpala/Reward”

So a while back, I asked for Filipino/Tagalog MCU fic prompts (could be ironstrange, could be not, as long as i could write it)...and @crimsonheartstuff​ responded with a LOVELY prompt about Libulan/Bulan. I just now finished writing and translating the prompt fill, and here it is.

Filipino version first, then English. Scroll aaaaall the way down for some important end notes 😃

Teasers:

"Hindi po kami mag-kahit ano, Panginoong Libulan," ang mahinahong sagot. 

"Pero may feelings po ako sa kanya."

Nanlaki ang mga mata ni Tony at napatitig sa kasama.

Nag-ahem si Stephen. "Dapat nga pala nasabi kong hindi ka puwedeng magsinungaling sa kanya. As in...physically hindi mo kaya."

Napa-ahem na rin si Tony. Hindi niya alam kung dala ito ng hiya o pagkataranta.

--

“We’re not anything, my Lord Libulan,” was the calm answer. “But I do have feelings for him.”

Tony’s eyes went wide and fixed themselves on his companion.

Stephen cleared his throat. “I should have mentioned that you can’t lie to them. As in…you physically can’t.”

Tony cleared his throat in turn. He did not know if it was due to embarrassment or panic.

++++++++++++++++

Gantimpala

Sa unang pagkakakita pa lang ni Tony kay Libulan, ang naibulong niya’y:

“Pucha ang ganda niya.”

Hindi nagulat dito ang kasama niya. Ito rin ang una niyang nasambit sa unang beses niyang masilayan ang diwata ng Buwan.

“Sa lahat ng dimension at mundo, maganda siya,” paliwanag ni Stephen. "Isa siya sa mga nilalang na kayang manatili sa higit sa isang realidad nang sabay-sabay. Sa alinmang planeta, alinmang dimension, basta't may buwan, naroon siya."

"Ganoon siya kalakas?" Pabulong nitong dinagdag: "May sira rin ba ito?"

Sa dalas ng pagsama-sama ni Tony sa mga misyon ni Stephen, nalaman na niyang habang mas makapangyarihan ang isang nilalang, lalong mas may kakayahan itong mabuang.

Gaya ni Stephen. Pogi sana pero may sayad.

“Basta wag ka lang magpaka-sarili mo,” bilin ni Stephen, “walang mangyayaring masama.”

Sa pakiramdam ni Tony, kaya niya ito. Hindi nga siya siguradong makapagsasalita pa siya habang lumalapit ang diwata.

Si Libulan, gaya ng maraming diyos ng multiverse, ay walang tiyak na porma at kasarian. Kaya’t kaya niyang magmukhang kahit ano, o kahit sino. Sa madalas na pagkakataon lang, nagpapakita siya bilang isang napakagandang tao, na hindi mawari kung babae o lalaki o anuman sa pagitan at ibayo.

"Stephen Strange," bati ng diwata ng Buwan sa isang tinig na wari’y mapagsikretong halakhak ng mga rosas. "Musta na, madir?"

Bumaba sa isang tuhod si Stephen. Sumunod si Tony kaagad.

“Wala naman pong reklamo,” sagot ni Stephen. “Salamat po sa pagtatanong.”

Masusing sinipat ni Libulan si Tony. "At ito? Bago mong jowa?"

Naibulalas ni Tony, "Hindi kami --"

"Hindi po kami mag-kahit ano, Panginoong Libulan," ang mahinahong sagot. "Pero may feelings po ako sa kanya."

Nanlaki ang mga mata ni Tony at napatitig sa kasama.

Nag-ahem si Stephen. "Dapat nga pala nasabi kong hindi ka puwedeng magsinungaling sa kanya. As in...physically hindi mo kaya."

Napa-ahem na rin si Tony. Hindi niya alam kung dala ito ng hiya o pagkataranta.

Nakasisilaw ang liwanag ng ngiti ng diwata ng Buwan. "So ano'ng maitutulong ko sa inyo?" tanong nito.

"Kailangan po namin ang tulong ninyo sa pagmanman." Tuloy lang sa pagsasalita si Stephen. "May isang mala-multong nilalang na nagpapakita lamang sa liwanag ng buwan. Nagpapalipat-lipat siya sa iba-ibang dimension, kaya't nahihirapan kaming tuntunin siya. Kung maibabalita po ninyo sa amin ang mga aktibidad niya, maaaring matunton namin ang patterns niya at malaman kung saan siya susunod na lilitaw."

Tiningnan muli ni Libulan sina Tony at Stephen. Pagkaraan ay pinagkiskis nito ang hintuturo at hinlalaki: isang muwestrang kilala sa buong multiverse bilang senyales ng paghingi ng pera/padulas.

"Ang lagay eh..."

Napakapit si Tony sa braso ni Stephen.

"Seryoso ba 'to??"

Marahan lamang na tinanggal ni Stephen ang kamay ni Tony mula sa pagkakakapit, at ibinaba ito.

"Ano po ang maibibigay namin bilang kapalit?" tanong ni Stephen kay Libulan.

"Simple lang. Kailangang sabihin ng friend mo kung ano ang nararamdaman niya tungkol sa iyo."

Hihindi na sana si Tony. Pero isang sulyap lang sa mukha ni Stephen at naalala niya kung gaano kahalaga ang lakad nilang ito. Kung hindi nila makukuha ang tulong ng diwata ng Buwan, maaaring hindi nila mahuli ang nilalang na tinutugis ni Stephen.

Narito siya para tumulong. Kaya hindi siya maaaring humindi.

"May paghanga ako sa kanya," maingat niyang sabi sa umpisa. "Pero...hindi lang paghanga. Tuwing nasa paligid siya...parang gumagaan ang pakiramdam ko. Parang mas nakakaya kong gawin ang mga dating di ko kaya."

Ayaw sana niyang tingnan si Stephen. Nakakahiya ang mga pinagsasasabi niya. Pero walang kahirap-hirap ang paglabas sa kanyang bibig ng mga salita.

"So nagulat ako nung sinabi niyang may...feelings siya...para sa akin. Kasi all this time akala ko, ako lang. Ngayong alam ko na, hindi ako sigurado kung ano talaga ang nararamdaman ko.”

May humawak sa kamay ni Tony. Kamay pala ni Stephen.

Napatingin siya tuloy sa mukha ni Stephen at nakita ang kakaibang ngiti roon. Isang ngiting parang kahit kailan ay di pa niya nasisilayan.

Isang ngiting puno ng pagmamahal.

Nagpasirku-sirko ang puso ni Tony, at nagtambling ang mga salita papalabas mula sa kanyang mga labi.

"Pero habang iniisip ko siya...hindi ko alam for sure pero...parang nagiging mas okey ang pakiramdam ko sa idea na yun. Parang magiging tama na ang lahat. Ngayong alam ko na."

May mga gusto pa sana siyang sabihin. Pero napatigil ng mahinang tawa ni Libulan ang lahat ng mga salita.

"Daldal pala ng friend mo, no?" sabi nito kay Stephen.

Tumungo si Stephen, nang hindi binibitiwan ang kamay ni Tony. “Ganyan na po siya ipinanganak,” sagot nito.

Wari’y nasiyahan naman ang diwata ng Buwan sa kanyang mga narinig. Kumumpas siya, at ang kanyang kamay ay napaligiran ng liwanag.

Nilapitan niya si Stephen at pinatayo. Tumayo na rin si Tony. Itinuro ni Libulan ang brace na suot ni Stephen sa ibabaw ng kamay na nakahawak pa rin sa kamay ni Tony.

Ang brace naman ang napaligiran ng liwanag. Na nawala rin sa isang iglap.

“Hayan," masayang ulat ni Libulan. "Basta may matuklasan ako tungkol sa hinahanap mong nilalang, mailalagay diyan sa kagamitan mo. Ikaw na ang bahala sa ibibigay ko sa iyong impormasyon."

"Utang na loob ko ito sa inyo, Panginoon," sabi ni Stephen.

"Wala kang utang." Tiningnan ng diwata si Tony at nginitian. "Nagbayad na ang friend mo. Pero…maaari ko ba siyang makausap sandali?”

Nagtinginan sandali sina Tony at Stephen. Tumango si Stephen. Kumibit-balikat si Tony at sumama sa diwata.

Nang makalayo na sila kay Stephen, bulong ni Libulan kay Tony: "Naglalaro lang ako kanina. Tutulungan ko rin naman kayo kahit na hindi ka nagsabi ng totoo sa akin." Puno ng kapilyuhan ang ngisi nito. "Pero ngayong alam nyo na, di ba bongga?"

Super bongga, isasagot sana ni Tony, pero bigla siyang inakbayan ni Libulan.

Nasubukan mo na bang maakbayan ng isang diyos? Nakakapanindig-balahibo.

Tumaas na lang ang mga kilay ni Stephen habang pinapanood ang mga pangyayari.

"Ito kasi, bro," patuloy na bulong ni Libulan, "Maaaring hindi ito alam ni Stephen, pero ang bawat katotohanang inuusal sa harap ng Buwan ay may kapalit na gantimpala. In short, may gift ako sa inyo."

“Ano’ng gift?” tanong ni Tony. Nakalimutan na niyang magbigay-galang at mag-“po.” Pero hindi naman ito ininda ng diwata.

"Basta." Kinindatan niya si Tony. "Secret."

***

Nagdaan ang mga araw, at nawala na sa isip ni Tony ang “gift” na ito.

Naalala at naunawaan lamang niya kung ano ito nang minsang magkahiwalay sila ni Stephen. Nasa misyon si Stephen, samantalang siya ay nasa kanyang penthouse, nagpapahinga pagkaraan ng isang mahabang araw ng pagkalikot sa mga makina sa kanyang lab.

Napatingin siya sa labas ng kanyang bintana at nakita ang buwan. At naramdaman niyang parang may humawak sa kanyang kamay. Tumingin sa kanya nang puno ng pagmamahal.

Napakuyom ang palad ni Tony sa paligid ng pakiramdam na ito, at naunawaan niya:

Tuwing titingin siya sa buwan, maaalala niyang hindi na siya nag-iisa.

At sa oras ding iyon, sa ibang mundo, sa ibang realidad, may isang sorcerer na tumutugis sa isang mapanlinlang na nilalang na nakikita lamang sa liwanag ng buwan. Bago pa man niya ito makatagpo, napasulyap ang sorcerer sa langit, sa buwan na naghahagis ng liwanag sa lahat ng kanyang nakikita.

Naalala niyang may naghihintay sa kanyang pagbabalik – isang taong minsan ay nagsabing sa wakas, ngayong alam na nila ang nararamdaman nilang isa’t isa, magiging tama na ang lahat.

"Habang panahon," wika ng sorcerer sa buwan.

“Habang panahon,” wika ng kanyang irog.

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Reward

  The very first time Tony saw Libulan, what he whispered was:

“Shit they’re pretty.”

His companion wasn’t surprised by this. That was also the first thing he said upon first laying eyes on the Moon deity.

“In all dimensions and worlds, they’re beautiful,” Stephen explained. “They’re one of the beings that can stay in more than one reality, all at once. In any planet, any dimension, as long as there’s a moon, they’re there.”

“That’s how powerful they are?” He added in a whisper: “Are they insane, too?”

In the many times Tony has gone with Stephen on missions, he had come to learn that the more powerful a being is, the more capable it is of losing its sanity.

Take Stephen, for example. Handsome but a bit touched in the head.

“Just don’t be yourself,” Stephen instructed, “and nothing bad will happen.”

Tony felt he could do this. He wasn’t even confident that he could speak as the deity approached.

Libulan, like many of the gods of the multiverse, has no exact form or gender. That is why they can look like anything, or any one. It’s just that a lot of times, they appear as a very beautiful human, which cannot be identified as male or female or anything between or beyond.

“Stephen Strange,” the Moon deity greeted in a voice that resembled the secretive laughter of roses. “How are you, my dear?”

Stephen dropped to one knee. Tony quickly followed suit.

“I have no complaints,” Stephen answered. “Thank you for asking.”

Libulan studied Tony closely. “And this one? Your new squeeze?”

Tony blurted out, “We’re not --”

“We’re not anything, my Lord Libulan,” was the calm answer. “But I do have feelings for him.”

Tony’s eyes went wide and fixed themselves on his companion.

Stephen cleared his throat. “I should have mentioned that you can’t lie to them. As in…you physically can’t.”

Tony cleared his throat in turn. He did not know if it was due to embarrassment or panic.

The Moon deity’s smile was blindingly radiant. “So how can I help you?” they asked.

“We need your help with surveillance.” Stephen kept right on talking. “There is a ghostly entity that only shows itself by the light of the moon. It travels between dimensions, which is why we are having difficulty tracking it. If you can let us know of its activities, we may be able to trace its patterns and find out where it will appear next.”

Libulan looked at Tony and Stephen again. Afterwards, it rubbed its forefinger and thumb together: a gesture known throughout the multiverse as a sign of asking for money/a bribe.

“Here’s the thing, though…”

Tony gripped Stephen’s arm.

“Are they serious??”

Stephen only gently pried Tony’s grip off his arm, and brought his hand down.

“What may we offer in exchange?” Stephen asked Libulan.

“It’s simple. Your friend must say how he feels about you.”

Tony was about to say no. But a mere glance at Stephen’s face reminded him of how important this excursion of theirs was. If they could not get the help of the Moon deity, they might never catch the entity that Stephen is pursuing.

He was there to help. So he could not say no.

“I have admiration for him,” he carefully said at the start. “But…it’s just not admiration. Whenever he’s around…it’s like I feel lighter. Like I can do things I couldn’t do before.”

He didn’t want to have to look at Stephen. He was saying humiliating things. But words left his mouth without any difficulty at all.

“So I was surprised when he said he had…feelings…for me. Because all this time I thought, I was the only one. Now that I know, I’m no longer sure of what I really feel.”

Something held Tony’s hand. It was Stephen’s hand.

Tony couldn’t help but look at Stephen’s face and see the unusual smile there. A smile that was like none that he had ever seen.

A smile full of love.

Tony’s heart did cartwheels, and the words tumbled out of his lips.

“But the more I think of it…I don’t know for sure but…I feel more okay with that idea. It’s like everything will be set right. Now that I know.”

There were more things he wanted to say. But all words were stopped by Libulan’s soft laughter.

“Your friend sure is a blabbermouth, isn’t he?” they said to Stephen.

Stephen bowed, without releasing Tony’s hand. “He was born that way,” he answered.

The Moon deity seemed pleased with what they had heard. They waved a hand, and that hand was surrounded by light.

They approached Stephen and made him stand. Tony stood as well. Libulan pointed to the steel brace worn by Stephen over the hand that was still holding Tony’s hand.

Then it was the brace’s turn to be surrounded by light. Which disappeared in a flash.

“There,” Libulan happily reported. “As soon as I find out anything about the entity you’re looking for, it will be placed in that device of yours. You can do anything you want with the information I will give you.”

“I owe you a debt, my Lord,” Stephen said.

“You owe nothing.” The deity looked at Tony and smiled at him. “Your friend has already paid. But…can I speak with him for a moment?”

Tony and Stephen glanced at each other. Stephen nodded. Tony shrugged and went with the deity.

When they were a good distance from Stephen, Libulan whispered to Tony: “I was just playing earlier. I would still have helped you even if you didn’t tell me the truth.” Their grin was full of mischief. “But now that you know, isn’t it just fab?”

Super fab, Tony was about to answer, but Libulan suddenly threw an arm around his shoulders.

Have you tried having a deity’s arm around your shoulders? It’s hair-raising.

Stephen’s eyebrows only shot up as he watched what was going on.

“Here’s the deal, bro,” Libulan continued whispering, “Stephen may not know this, but every truth uttered before the Moon has a corresponding reward. In short, I have a gift for you.”

“What gift?” Tony asked. He’d forgotten to be courteous and use “po.” But the deity didn’t mind this anyway.

“Just trust me.” He winked at Tony. “It’s a secret.”

 ***

 The days went by, and this “gift” faded from Tony’s mind.

He only remembered and understood what it was when once he and Stephen were far apart. Stephen was on a mission, while he was in his penthouse apartment, resting after a long day of fiddling with machines in his lab.

He glanced out his window and saw the moon. And he felt as if someone held his hand. Looked at him full of love.

Tony’s hand closed around this feeling, and he understood:

Every time he looked at the moon, he would remember he was not alone.

And at that same time, in another world, another reality, there was a sorcerer in pursuit of a deceptive entity that could only be seen by the light of the moon. Before it was time for him to meet up with it, the sorcerer glanced up at the sky, at the moon that threw light onto everything he could see.

He remembered that someone was waiting for him to return – a person who once said that finally, now that they both knew how they felt, everything would be set right.

“For all time,” the sorcerer said to the moon.

“For all time,” said his beloved.

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NOTES!!!

 1. Pronouns in Filipino have no gender. So I’ve used both “they” and “it” where I felt either was applicable. Also, this may mean I’ll mess up in translation. Feel free to point out any of my lapses!

2. “Ang lagay eh…” is so very hard (but fun!) to translate. It literally means “The thing is…” but it’s a play on words because “lagay” means both “thing/object” and “bribe.” The figurative translation is therefore “The bribe is…”

...And, er, “lagay” is also slang for male genitals in Visayan 😅 That does not in any way apply here.

3. I had a bit of trouble deciding what Filipino word to use for “deity”. My upbringing made me choose “anito” initially, but it didn’t really feel right? After a bit of googling, I think “diwata” may be more widely used as a general term for spirits, so I ended up using that.

“Diyos” just doesn’t work even if technically, Libulan IS a god - it’s just that “diyos” is derived from the Spanish “dios”, which I feel doesn’t quite capture the old deities’ importance to our ancestors.

4. I mentioned Stephen having an arm brace at some point. It’s because I imagined him wearing his skintight black armor from the recent Waid/Saiz run. He has some kickass forearm braces there. I love them. You could also imagine him wearing something else AND the braces, if it suits your fancy.

And as for Tony, I imagined him not wearing the armor. So maybe just his sexy black underarmor from the comics in this one. Or his sexy black shirt from Endgame. IDK. Anything sexy 😺

5. “Po” or “ho” is an expression used by many Filipinos to convey respect. There’s no direct translation.

6. Libulan = ancient Visayan god of the moon. There are many creation myths all over the Philippines, and some oral traditions may pin them as A god of the moon, and not THE god, while some may identify the moon deity as a woman or a genderfluid being.

In recent years, they became part of a controversy about a fabricated love story. But even if nothing seems solid, one thing’s for sure: Libulan has fueled Filipino creativity since time immemorial.

I’m grateful to the moon deity, and to @crimsonheartstuff, for the inspiration for this piece. It was immeasurably fun to write and translate 💖