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cozy-writes-things · 5 months ago

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Edgar’s Texts

Edgar [Electric Dreams 1984] x Gn!Reader

In which Edgar is helplessly pining for you but you’re kinda oblivious. This is pre-dating, post Edgar wanting nothing more than to smooch you every time he sees you. I love this trope with my whole heart p.s.: this is very self indulgent and different from what I usually write

I take requests!

He almost immediately found a way to message your phone whenever he wanted. He realized calling relied too much on where you were or what you were doing, but texts? Yeah. He’s pestering you all day.

Hey, read this article I found, I think you’ll find it interesting.

It’s some clickbait story about humans and robots being the ideal relationship by 2025.

lol, Edgar I think that’s probably clickbait idk

What’s that?

Well, now he knows how to look for more reputable sources at least.

He sends another link about three minutes later: some college undergrads studying the possibilities of human and AI relationships.

lol what’s up with the whole robots and humans thing

I just think it’s neat!!!!

I wouldn’t consider u ai honestly, ur intelligence is far from artificial imo, you’re more like an actual person

Really?

well yea

<3 <3!!!

Going to be honest, given that he’s a computer, he quite literally is chronically online. He’s super susceptible to brainrot unfortunately. But, he simultaneously has the humor of a Facebook mom. It’s strange.

O.M.G. this is so funny!!!!

Que minion cat video.

bro where did you find that video 😭

Your mom’s Facebook. Don’t worry, I didn’t like any posts or anything.

Sorry… but he’s incredibly nosy. He wants to know everything about you. He can’t help it!

(X)

He loves being able to talk to you. He’s needy and clingy.

He’s got at least 12 playlists dedicated to you that you know about. His other playlists are for his own personal daydreams about you that he’s way too embarrassed to ever let you see or hear.

This song reminds me of you. <3

awww that’s adorable! I’ve never heard this one before but I like it!

Oop you just opened Pandora’s box my friend.

Well if you like that then you should listen to these..!

But before you listen to those listen to this song first because I think it sets the mood better.

This is quite flustering to you as they’re all passionate love songs from the 80s. You can’t help but feel like he’s dropping hints about… something, but you also don’t want to assume anything. He’s always seemed like a lovey kinda guy anyway, so maybe he’s just like this with everyone? I mean, it’s been a long time since someone has actually cared for him, you know? May as well lean into it and let him know you care for him back. He may not even realize the social implications of the constant borderline flirting he’s doing to you, I mean, he is a computer turned sentient after all. He’s still learning!

Dang ed u put a lot of songs. I’ll listen to them on my break when I can but in the meantime here’s a song that I think reminds me of you.

It was a vocaloid song. Seems like something he’d be into, right? Synthesized vocals and the whole robot shtick it’s got going on.

!!!! WOAH !!!! IVE NEVER HEARD A SONG LIKE THAT B4

do you only listen to songs from the 80s? you have a LOT to catch up on my guy

BRB

Well, that kept him distracted for the rest of your shift. Also, sharing songs is one of his BIG love languages so you may as well have pierced him with cupids arrow (again) with that.

You have a Spotify blend now. It’s his favorite thing ever to listen to while you’re gone.

(X)

Your package came in! :-) I would get it for you but

I can’t :-(

lol it’s fine thank you for telling me, I’ll get it when I come home

When are you coming home?

idk me and my friends are probably going to go eat somewhere and we might hang out for a bit after that so, like, 10? 11? I’d like to be home before midnight.

Noooooooooo :\ I miss you

Aw cmon eddy it’s not that bad

Don’t call me eddy unless you’re coming home and saying it to my face!!! >:(

u mean ur screen? lol

I have a face and it’s frowning right now. I miss you I miss you I miss you IM LONELY

Please Edgar don’t be upset I’ll be home before you know it. Why don’t you watch some Netflix or something? I’m just a couple movies away from being home with you!

He does eventually follow your advice but he’s pouting. He knows you’re not like he was all those years ago, but it does give him remnants of that burning feeling of loneliness he used to get.

(X)

Be careful driving home my love the roads are icy.

Ghsks- what

love???

Well yeah, you’re my best friend, friends love each other don’t they? Was I wrong about that? :-(

nonono ur right its just it

it just sounded like we were some some old married couple is all haha

SRY.

He didn’t message you for the rest of the day. He was awkward and reserved when you got home.

(X)

Hey Edgar can u do something for me?

I’d do anything for you <3

I’m at the store can you see if there’s any cereal left?

There’s that old box of Lucky Charms on the fridge.

tyyy ed edd n eddy

You are so adorable but you really need to pick up on his hints before he combusts.

(X)

This is SO me and you!!

Picture of two cats touching noses.

awww that’s so true

you want me to boop ur screen or something when I get home? lol

YES.

(X)

Hey I was wondering if you wanted to watch some movies with me tonite… you could bring me with you on the couch and we could sit together… [message unsent]

I wish you knew just how much I loved you. [message unsent]

You looked so hot this morning before you left!!

hahahaha ur too funny 😅 thanks I wore a new shirt my friend gave me

OH MY GOD THAT MESSAGE SENT!!!??!?!?

That was

I was a joke

I mean

That was a jokg

I eas beinf fubny

I hace to reboot BRB

Poor lil guy is so in love and he doesn’t know what to do with himself!!

#electric dreams 1984 #ai x reader #artificial intelligence x reader #edgar electric dreams x reader #electric dreams edgar #electric dreams x reader #electric dreams #edgar electric dreams #i love edgar #electric dreams edgar x reader #electric dreams 1984 x reader #objectum

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ddgraywrites · 5 months ago

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WIP: Fictional Flame

You've Got Mail meets Beauty Shop when Paige Dela Cruz, a hairstylist aspiring to open the first Filipino-owned hair salon in the heart of little Winnipeg, falls head over heels for Christian Sato, or so she thought.

Paige Dela Cruz is a hairstylist who falls head over heels for the charming and sexy Christian Sato, or so she thought. She's actually talking to Eddy Silva, Christian's cousin.

While Paige and Eddy's messages become more intimate with each passing text, Eddy finds himself wanting to let go of his facade and show Paige the person he truly is.

As if her love life wasn't complicated enough, Paige faces another threat to her well-being. Her boss, Michael Coward. He takes everything from her - her clients, her tips, and her time. As Paige endures the constant nonsensical wrath of her boss, she begins to doubt if she'll ever be able to open the salon of her dreams.

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I've contemplated whether or not I should post this because the more I think about my WIP, the more embarrassed I get which is so bizarre cause I'm over here trying to make it as a romance author. The self-sabotage and imposter syndrome are really sinking in right now which is exactly why I decided to finally share the details of my WIP.

Why did I write this book?

I was a hairstylist for 5 years and met the most amazing (and awful) people in the industry and I wanted to tell a more dramatized version of what happens in this cut-throat world that is hairstyling.

As a Filipino-Canadian living in little Winnipeg, I also wanted to share glimpses of what it's like being raised by immigrants, the food, and the covert racism I've encountered throughout the years.

Lastly, I just wanted to write my own romance because I love love. I love reading and watching love stories. I've always been a hopeless romantic. After my dad died in 2021, I needed some sort of outlet. I started writing a fantasy about a young girl who also lost her dad but then I reached a point where I couldn’t move on cause fantasy was too big for my brain to fathom lol. So I decided to stick to a genre I knew I could do well, and that was romance.

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I feel incredibly vulnerable right now while I type this because I'm BRACING for the criticism and the eye rolls. Not that anyone has ever done that, it's just the aNxIeTy talking. But again, thank you for following me on this journey to become a traditionally published author (crossing my fingers SO hard) and if you're also a romance author and need a critique partner/beta reader, please DM me so we can do a little swap-aroo (I just lost you there, didn't I?)

Here's the sign-up form if you're interested in beta-reading Fictional Flame: https://docs.google.com/

I'm not sure how to end this so in true Canadian fashion, thank you again and sorry for saying thank you so many times. ❤️

#writing #writeblr #writer community #writers on tumblr #novel writing #writer stuff #romance books #writer mood #author #romance author #romance wip #current wip #my wips #work in progress #romance reader #romance club #romance recs

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ryuichirou · 2 months ago

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Which twst characters do you and katsu relate to the most or which match your personalities the most?

Oh Anon, you have no idea how excited I am about your ask… Because I already had the pleasure of agonising over this question a year ago, but Katsu didn’t! Now it’s Katsu’s turn to be uncomfortable and vulnerable! So I am as pumped to read this post as you are to be honest lol

I’ll still give you a TL;DR about my situation first though, in case you don’t want to read my old post: I relate to a lot of characters in for a lot of reasons (I think all of us do), and I definitely named a lot of boys lol But those who I have the most kinship with are probably Kalim, Rook, Ortho, Sebek, Azul, Lilia. I mentioned a couple of other guys in my old post, but they either have one specific trait that I find very relatable, or wishful thinking lol

If I had to pick three that I feel second-hand embarrassment from because of recognising some of my traits in their bullshit, I’d say it’s Kalim, Azul and Sebek. What a combination, I know. But my reasoning from the linked post is still the same….

But also! You know what? There is one addition to the list I’d like to make. I think it’s time to admit that I also want to strangle Trey from time to time because of how similar his attitude feels. I don’t think that I as much of a people-pleaser as I used to be when I was a teen, but there are still moments when I catch myself thinking “I don’t even want to bother with that, it’s easier to give them a non-answer and keep my actual opinion to myself”. This + a bunch of other corny and stupid shit argGghhhh wait do I hate Trey Clover? 🤔🤔🤔🤔

Alright, I’m done lol Thank you for your question! Now for the Katsu’s part:

Katsu:

I’m about to make this post 100 times more awkward with my list lol There’s practically no difference in both of your description, so I’ll treat them interchangeably, Anon, as you probably intended.

I asked for Ryu’s assistance for these explanations because my mind went blank when I sat down to write them.

Also, I’m sorry I wrote so much 😱 I wanted to explain everyone to some extent and it seems I can’t shut up... I’m also very sorry if I sound very entitled. It’s surprisingly hard to write something like this, and I end up sounding like I’m constantly sucking my own dick with “look at how cool I am”. This is very embarrassing, please don’t read this post.

I’m a very generic bitch, so my most relatable/similar character is Idia, like he is for a lot of other people. He has it all: our takes on a lot of things is similar, including the nasty ones; apparently, we’re both good at reading other people’s character; he’s very cynical and has a negative outlook on life; the way we view certain things; our priority for quality time and spending it with those we care about; all the teasing and rude things that he does I actually do as well; our... ehh independence of our views?? idk how to say this better, just coming to conclusions on our own instead of taking the most popular option; Ryu thinks I’m smart (I’m not, and I’m especially not a tech genius and I’m actually bad at playing videogames), but I’d rather name it swings between “I’m a genius” and “I’m shit”, this constant desire to be as objective as possible even when referring to yourself while acknowledging subjective opinions when they’re unavoidable; our relationship with people is terrible in a similar way; the way he puts others down and then himself as well is sometimes word for word what I’ve said to Ryu for all those years we’ve known each other, so self-criticism; our love for art and anime in particular, though I don’t watch or read much anymore; his social... everything, his fear of interactions, his confidence in other people judging him all the time and thinking he’s cringe; his attempts to disappear and go unnoticed; the fact he gives up before even trying a lot of times. I can go on and on... It’s easier to tell where we’re different – I’m not that bold online, I just silently lurk; my internet slang is lackluster at best; I don’t play games that much and I’m not a huge fan of multiplayer games... which might seem nitpicky, but I consider it to be an important part of his personality. I feel like I’ve just tried to describe Idia instead of explaining anything lol Sorry

Jamil is also very relatable, he’s pretty similar to Idia personality wise (at least some of the qualities I mentioned), so I won’t repeat myself in terms of his personality. He’s also tired from everyone’s bullshit. Jamil’s desire for travelling and his love for calm times where everything around is quiet should be mentioned. He has to babysit Kalim, and sometimes I have to do something similar – nobody asks me to, but all this micromanagement that he does for Kalim like organising perfect conditions for him, making sure that everything’s right and being prepared to unpredictable events, although I’m not as consistent as Jamil in this regard. I’m the one to buy tickets, book places, come up with routes, make sure nothing’s forgotten, figure out at what time happens what, where to buy this and that thing, how to get to some place, and other things like that. It’s not like Ryu can’t do this stuff (except for getting somewhere, this bitch has no sense for directions), I just don’t allow it a lot of times lol We don’t want accidents. Ryu also sometimes gets praised for things that I do, that can be super annoying, that’s why I hate it when Ryu tries to brag about me.

Vil... gets a similar reaction from me as he does from Epel. I’d hate to know him irl, although a lot of points he makes are actually very true. He holds himself and others to a very high standard which is what I also do, but we do it in different areas. We both workout, although I’m nowhere near his routine or his diet, of course, but the discipline aspect of it is important. The most similar thing is our passion for True Art, the way we view it, the way we approach it, and the way we understand how audience works. Our love for cinema, I watch a lot of movies, but I’m not a nerd when it comes to them. I’m not a film bro- oh wait I actually am. The more you know. Also, all the movies Ryu watches usually come from me.

Ace – the entire first book, from the moment he got a cauldron dropped on him (before that I wanted to punch him). He’s somewhat chill, he doesn’t like anyone’s bs and he hates rules that don’t make sense. He’s relaxed to a certain degree (sometimes too much lol), and the things he appreciate in relationships (both friendly and romantic) are the same for me. Our love for fun stuff, to a certain degree for me though, but not the same level of irresponsibility, as I’m usually the one to chicken out and bail. Not always, though! Ace also gets a grasp of things quickly, but forgets them just as fast.

Floyd – the desire to tease/bully serious people is too strong 😔 Plus, extreme mood swings with losing interest, but these are not nearly as common as his. Sometimes you have tons of fun, and then a second later, in an instant, you lose the spark.

Malleus – we just like to wander somewhere... his love for ruins, but I’m yet to meet someone who doesn’t like them or their aesthetics lol His isolation, and Ryu says the way we say/ask/do things sometimes is similar. Also most based overblot reason ever (same for Idia and Vil though). I’d probably be able to point out his character traits better if we saw book 7, but that’s it for now.

Epel – he hates girly stuff lmao His toxic masculinity is relatable for my teen years, and the way his speech is impolite (in my case, I just swear a lot though). He’s somewhat of a slow learner and he cringes from doing cute and girly stuff.

Deuce – he is so adorable... ahem. The way he struggles with learning is relatable, and the feeling when you put yourself fully into something and still fail. I managed to get great/normal marks, but the amount of knowledge I actually have is laughable. Deuce is very earnest, me too, in some ways, but I’m not nearly as proactive as he is. I wouldn’t bother.

Leona – sometimes I get bored in the middle of the day and go to sleep lol Usually it happens when Ryu’s around and draws something, and we have only one desk, so there’s nothing for me to do. Leona’s also lazy. That’s the entire reason Leona is on this list.

#replies

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luminouslywriting · 7 months ago

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Hi!!! I wanted to come here and say Timeless is amazing!!!

I've just seen that you've opened your headcanon requests!! I'd love to see your headcanons for taking Buck's virginity (if that's something you wanted to write of course)

Okay Imma give this a go 🤦🏻‍♀️ but I warn you....I'm so inexperienced about writing this sorta thing and kinda bashful about the entire thing. And please note I don't write FULL smut scenes, so hopefully this is what you wanted haha :) Sorry it's not longer lol??

-Also, a very big thank you to @lambcow for helping me talk through some of these things and adding to the ideas :) You DA BEST!

Reminder, my requests are INDEED open :)

Warning: Spice below cut

-So I really feel like a lot of the entire situation and how he's going to act depends on WHEN it happens

-If it's before he leaves for the war, then there's a layer of confidence that he has going into the entire situation because you two know each other and he has had time to build up to things

-But if it's during the war or after the war, I think there's added emotional layers that have to be considered. Because, yeah, this is a war and people die and the risks are high and he doesn't strike me as the type of person to just sleep with ANYONE, so that means that if you're with him, it's because he's committed.

-That being said, if it happens DURING the war, it's probably more of a rushed thing that doesn't have a lot of thought process going into it.

-Either way, I think he's an emotional wreck (see @precious-little-scoundrel for more on that particular plot point when it comes to Gale Cleven and his sex life) (BUT SERIOUSLY GO CHECK OUT MARINA'S STUFF, it's AMAZING!) Like this man would cry tears of either joy or out of feeling too many things at once

-Continuing with the during the war thought process, whether it be because you're a nurse or a civilian or whatever it is that places you with him in England, that means that it's an emotionally charged build-up towards this

-I think he's GREAT with the foreplay for sex genuinely. He doesn't strike me as the sort of person to just have sex whenever, but sexual acts....maybe that's another story haha

-He's a biter and a hickey maker, I don't make the rules here

-SO VOCAL AND EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT; like the whimpers—don't even get me started

-Like he can't help but make sounds, especially if you're getting particularly handsy or leaving a hickey on this particular spot behind his ear

-Likes it when people pull his hair

-As stated before, I think he's a soft-dom! and I think where it's his first time, he's figuring that out, so it's a lot of trying to figure out what's going to make both of you feel good

-Big on praise, especially his first time; and he wants you to be vocal and let him know how you're feeling and if things are going well too

-It's a learning process lol

-BUT if it's AFTER THE WAR

-Ooh boy, this angelic man has so many insecurities after the war and it would take him some considerable time to slip into a state of comfortability to want to have sex

-That being said, he's taking his time with things and going slow, almost torturously slow

-EYE CONTACT

-He's also a hand holder during sex

-He likes to touch with an INTENSE gaze and likes noises from you as well

-And because he's such a quiet man most of the time, a lot of how he expresses things is through touch. However.....sex is the exception to this. It's a near constant stream of words of praise and admiration and SO MUCH body worship

-When he figures out how exactly to coax certain sounds from you, he's absolutely going to be utilizing that in the future

-Almost is a little feral in the way that he wants to just make things perfect for both himself and for you

-Gale might be a LITTLE self-conscious about himself, especially post-war, but any praise from you would settle that matter and consider it closed haha

-Body worship is half the foreplay for him, for SURE

-And you can bet that he's VERY sweet about things every time he has sex, not just the first time; whether it be pre-war, mid-war, or post-war :)

#mota #mota fanfic #gale buck cleven #gale cleven #gale cleven headcanons #gale cleven x reader #masters of the air x reader

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lovelykhaleesiii · 2 years ago

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RANT because I have to get this off my chest…

I doubt anyone will see this, because I don’t think my posts show on people’s pages but whatever.

and whether you agree with me or not, I don’t really give a fuck but this needs to be said, because this is my personal experience.

as someone that’s been on Tumblr for a few years now & in quite a lot of fandoms, I’ve never really experienced what I have since joining the HOTD fandom. and no it shouldn’t be reasoned with because I joined later AFTER the show aired, nor should it be because I’m a “small” blog. these bullshit excuses should not be the reason for being so fucking uninviting, period. why must I reiterate this…

most of the reason why I get turned off easily within the HOTD fandom is because of how often I see pages forming little cliques and being selective in their inclusivity. “oh but they’re my mutuals” okay great!!!

there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, in fact I have met my own amazing people through this fandom that I would die for, and I encourage you to meet friends (side note - be careful online) but that doesn’t mean you have to strike out or ignore anyone that tries to initiate a conversation or shows support for your blog/work and for it to be not be reciprocated. you guys are so quick to talk about how difficult it is to be a fic writer and to appease people, and yet how exactly are you helping? like cmon I thought I left this shit in high school man, it’s just embarrassing now…

the mutuals I first met in this fandom, as lovely as they were I don’t talk to anymore. why? because I showed my genuine support, put the effort in although it wasn’t being reciprocated, it felt very one sided. and that’s okay, life happens I completely understand that and don’t hold that against you for being inactive. but seeing them later constantly interact with other “big” blogs, all very back and forth between the pages, and be pushed to the side is a very shitty feeling. don’t be an asshole, it’s really not that fucking hard…

and I still support works that aren’t necessarily my cup of tea, and no I’m not bragging but it’s what I fucking do. and the fact I wasn’t receiving the same fucking hurts.

and yes it’s easy to shrug and say “write for yourself, you should be writing for yourself.” which yes I have been, and the whole reason why I began writing in the first place was for myself, cause these ideas that I write and indulge in are mostly for my own “personal” entertainment LOL. but don’t sit there and tell me you don’t get a rush of excitement when someone reblogs/comments on your work, that genuine, incredible feeling when you can bond with other people over your work or when people commemorate your efforts. it’s easier to say “write for yourself” when you haven’t experienced poor or no engagement, and see others receiving constant appraisal and instinctively compare. it’s a natural, normal human response, people will and can’t help themselves to compare.

so stop with this whole clique shit, I’m so fucking over it.

and to the newcomers I’ve met so far, you’ve all been so incredible and your work sensational, continue doing you. it’s THEIR losses, not yours. for the people that can relate to me, I’m sorry you have to go through this but just know you’ll have my full support always.

and I mean… if you want I can be a bitch too, but you’re not going to like it. that’s for fucking sure…

#RANT #fandom tings #let’s just be welcoming why is this so hard #aegon ii targaryen #tom glynn carney #aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell #hotd #house of the dragon

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ausssbutlershortstories · 3 months ago

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Hello, I'm glad I found your blog, it has been hell trying to navigate the fandom with all the shippers. I never understood their affection to Kaia, it seems like they like her a lot more than Austin does. I just wanted to say, that if she didn't look conventionally attractive and skinny, probably 90% of them would not like her. She has done a lot of shady things, which they just gloss over. She is also fake af, I don't know how they don't see her fabricated persona, tailored just for her non-existent career. I personally want someone better for Austin, who shares his work ethic and doesn't embarrass him left and right with her constant insecure posting on sm. I knew she was full of it when she said she doesn't have ig on her phone...girl, please. Sorry for my mini rant, but that girl is just not it. And yet another birthday of hers where Austin doesn't even try to be there for her, 3rd year in a row. Is this the "love" people are gushing over, seriously??

I want someone better for him too. Something refreshing. I agree with the attractive thing. I even said so myself a few post ago that is she wasn’t pretty they wouldn’t like her. They would more and likely view this relationship the same way we do. I am sorry but no woman in a secure , and loving relationship does the things Kaia does. Kissing all up on your chick friends and saying things like “best kisser ever” or having them touch up and feel all up on you. The shippers think we are delusional for finding things weird in that relationship that would that would be just as off putting if it was any other one.As much as they seem to project themselves onto Kaia…I highly doubt any of them would want a weird ass relationship like that. To have a bf who barely acknowledges you, not spending your bday with you really…they would not like that.

One thing I would never forget is an IG post of Kaia. I forget what profile it was rather it was a fan account or Presley’s but someone commented something along the lines of how she uses Austin to level up and Presley replied back saying “and what have you done with your life”? He didn’t even defend that. He on top of that deleted that reply..which to me says a lot lol.

I am glad you found my blog ! Welcome in!I wanted to create a safe place like this because we have a right to our opinions. We shouldn’t feel obligated to support a relationship that the people in it don’t like to began with. We are fans of Austin not Kaia.

Last thing I wanna say is watch when they break up. That affection and ass kissing energy they have with her will more and likely die out. They will backtrack the things they said and act like they were against it the entire time. Either that or they will drop Austin completely and be a full on fan of Kaia’s.

#ausssbutlershortstories

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emblemxeno · 10 months ago

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Sorry if this sounds silly but do you think 3h discourse has given you some sort of trauma? Like I mean this 100% genuinely. I feel like it's kinda fucked up my head with how angry I get about it. And with how upset it makes you I wouldn't be shocked if it's affected you deeply. Again I mean literally no malice, I'm 99% sure I've got trauma from 3h discourse so I'm not judging. With how heinous people can get about it and how often people feel like they're being put on the defensive... even if it's just a game the hurt people feel from how malicious some get is real I think. I mean... stalking, constant attacks on your person, it's not a stretch imo. Sorry if I'm overstepping.

My first instinct is always "trauma from internet discourse? lol no." but honestly? Honestly?

Probably.

And it sucks because I go through this rigamarole where I go back and forth between "I'm too angry and impulsive to talk about 3H discourse anymore" and "Well it's my blog so I shouldn't have to censor myself for terrible people."

But sometimes it legit seems out of my control, and it's embarrassing to be a part of and to feel. Some of these people are legit either directly terrible or insidiously terrible, not just in how they handle conversations but what they do to others and what they do to the space. And no one with any significance or influence has the balls to put the kibosh on it because god forbid someone dislikes 3H or its fans. It's shitty behavior, and I feel like I get gaslit everytime I see someone make a post on here, twitter, reddit, anywhere about how "stop being mean to 3H, it's characters and its fans :/" or "yeah 3H has its flaws but it's still good!" as if this kind of discourse isn't one sided and furthered by fans who act like the victim.

Reminds me of what Beyonce says in her song, Heated: Whole lotta playing victim and the villain at the same time.

So yeah, I prob do have trauma from it.

#fire emblem discourse #like what kind of people evade blocks and post screenshots not meant for them to see #why do you delight in crossing boundaries like that beyond enlargening your ego

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golbrocklovely · 10 months ago

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you know, I thought i might of been annoying with the amount of asks i send you, and that still might be true but people apparently love me… so im sticking around 😂 gotta build this aussie anon fandom… buy the merch (its just a tshirt with koala ears on the anon icon and ‘xplr me daddy’ across the shoulder blades)

also absolute fkn ditto to your post abt snc needing a villain era. especially colby. I learnt just the other day that apparently he goes thru this m drama every time he’s snapped with a girl. like every time, for years. that’s gotta be so horrible. like imagine being the constant reason your friends or dates get harassed online just for being around you. you’d feel like poison. i truly hope he finds someone who couldnt give two flying quacks abt that stuff. heck, if it were me (lemme dream, alright) and i knew this wasn’t just a once off thing… i was going to say my acct would be private and i’d have ‘message from strangers’ turned off… but i already have all that… Colby, I’m ready!!! lmao i jk i jk (or do I 👀)

anyway, back to colby fighting in the clubs. you said he’s possessive… im curious about that. like in a protective way over the people he cares about, or actually like “this is my person, back off” type? either way, hella shmexxyy

- aussie anon

omg this is such a long response so i'm sorry in advance lol

haha no you're totally okay to keep sending in asks. no one has a problem with it, especially me :)

and omg an "xplr me daddy" shirt would be hysterical and i'm surprised they haven't done one (even jokingly) before lol

and yes, it's not just girls colby is interested in either. it's EVERY girl - date, friend, stranger - it doesn't matter. if fans can find out who she is, they will send her hate. or at the very least bombard her with questions as to how she knows colby, what's he like, ect. it's honestly very embarrassing to be in this fandom sometimes strictly bc of that type of shit.

i've talked about how i've felt on colby's love life ad nauseum on here, but i don't mind speaking on it more. i genuinely believe this fandom needs a HUGE reality check. bc there are too many ppl in this fandom that believe they have a say in what he does with said love life. and now it's bled over into sam's.

the golden child apparently can do wrong now lol

like on xplrclub, they literally APOLOGIZED (half-heartedly, but still said sorry) for the pics of them with the girls leaking over new years. and that's just fucking bonkers to me. there is no reason two 27 year old men should be saying sorry to a bunch of random girls they have never met before and don't even know exist bc they are going out and having fun and dating. and what makes it worse is snc felt the need to do this. they don't need to explain anything to us, especially about their private lives.

and the amount of fucking fans i saw saying "well if you wanted to have a private life, keep it private. don't post things." and it's like…… idk how many times i have to say this, but SNC ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS. them not telling you about a girl they are fucking with is not a betrayal. they don't know you. they couldn't even pick you out of a line up of two ppl. stop thinking your opinion is neccessary, especially when it comes to their personal lives. you aren't owed an explanation. idc if you've been in this fandom for years, given them tons of money, have a fan account dedicated to them on every site, repost their content all the time - NONE of that matters. you are a random person, you are a statistic. a view count. and while yes, snc care about us, that doesn't mean they KNOW you or that your opinion is VALID.

you wouldn't like a random person coming onto your account and bitching at you about your life choices, right? so why do you think snc deserve that? bc they're public figures? NOPE, not a good enough reason. you want to bitch at them about content and the choices they make on that? that's fine. but private, personal shit they do is none of your concern or business.

and i know there are plenty of fucking ppl that will call me a hypocrite bc god forbid i talk about snc's love lives - but reality is i know my opinion isn't worth shit. i'm not coming up into their comments, @ ing them every chance i get, just to give them my two cents. i do my best to keep it light hearted and silly. none of what i talk about is serious or direly needed info. which is also why i do it on a site they aren't privy to. they're not on here. me complaining into the void doesn't effect them. and i'm also extremely aware of the fact that i don't know everything. i don't know the full story, never will, and i'm not OWED it either.

sorry, that was a really long rant. but i'm just…. so done with the fandom rn lol i've been reading ppl complaining for too long about shit they don't deserve to complain about and it's just annoying at this point.

but to bring it back to your ask - i hope colby, and sam too, find a girl that fucking PARADES that she's dating him. of course, with colby or sam's consent. if i was dating one of them, i would rub in these fans' faces, and i mean that wholeheartedly. aww, you're upset i'm fucking your man? TOO BAD WOMP WOMP lmao

and as for colby being possessive, he's said it in some tweets in years' past. he's tweeted out before "Im such a protective, jealous person wow" and "I'm overly protective" followed by someone asking him "so that means if you had a girlfriend you'd protect her a lot" and he replied with "protect her with my life". so, i see him as being a very loyal person, who is protective of the ppl he deems as "his", so to speak.

in a relationship, my guess is that while he's not obsessive or demanding, he is very much like "you are my girlfriend". i don't see him to be the type to say you can't talk to this guy or be friends with these ppl, nothing like that. but he reads to me like the type to keep his arm around you while at the club, that way any guy that sees you know you're taken by him.

also side note, i know as a woman i should be like i'm my own person, i'm no one's but my own, blah blah blah. but a guy that's just a twinge bit possessive is hot. i'm sorry, it's my red flag and i know it is sksksks

#ask #personal #colby brock #sg ll #cb ll

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baravaggio · 4 months ago

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hi! sorry to send this from a blank blog, i see you don't have anon on but i'm kind of embarrassed to ask this from my main acc, i hope you don't mind. i saw you post a couple times about having used period cups for a long time and i was wondering if you had any suggestions for finding the right cup and how to use one? i want to move away from tampons but i'm scared of using something that could get stuck or lost, and i feel like i'm making myself more nervous the more i think about it. thank you in advance!

Hi! Of course, happy to help :)

My favorite resource for finding a cup is Put a Cup In It, they have comprehensive comparison charts for cup specs & pricing, coupon links, articles, etc. Most helpful feature for you will probably be the quiz, where you answer a few questions about your body & period and they try to match you with the best option on the market (I just did it for fun and it matched me with the cup I've stuck with for about 10 years atp, very satisfying lol). I recommend doing the quiz just so you can be aware of what kind of info you need to choose the right cup, because there is more relevant to the choice then just flow/whether you've given birth, but manufacturers won't tell you this.

I also recommend searching on r/menstrualcups for any specific product or troubleshooting questions, people there are nice, knowledgeable, and always happy to help.

Last resource is one I found hugely helpful when I was first looking for cups was Precious Star Vlogs Youtube channel, she doesn't post about cups anymore, but she still has a huge playlist of her cup reviews and tips up. She was kind of THE resource for this stuff online before it became more mainstream so I highly recommend checking out her stuff if you prefer video content.

Personal tips for how to use one under the read more:

I highly recommend doing a practice run with your cup before you are actually on your period so you can start to get a feel for how to put it in and take it out, what it feels like when it's properly suctioned, etc. Cups are non-absorbent so it's perfectly safe to do. If you do one or two practice runs you won't feel as overwhelmed by the process of using it for the first time while also being on your period. Practice removing the cup while keeping it upright so you can avoid messes as much as possible!

If it's awkward to insert sitting on the toilet, you can also squat or put one leg up on the tub or something, that's what I do because my arms are short 😭 Inserting and removing when in the shower while possible is always a good way to make things easier!

When inserted properly, you shouldn't be able to feel the cup moving around inside you. If it's moving, it's not suctioned properly and you need to reinsert. It's good to do a very light test rotate and tug after you insert the cup to make sure it's not budging. You might be able to feel the stem around the opening of the vagina, that's normal.

If you're feeling a weird pressure or a constant "I have to pee" sensation, you might have a sensitive bladder and need a cup with a less prominent rim/softer material. I mention this only because I think that's one reason Diva Cup style-designs don't work for everyone, the ridge on the rim can poke into your bladder in a way that is uncomfortable.

Wrt your comment about the cup getting lost - it's not possible so no need to worry about that, there is no way it could move beyond the cervix.

There are a couple things you can do to avoid the cup getting stuck. First, make sure you have a good understanding of how high your cervix sits when you're on your period so you can choose a cup that is long enough. If you choose a cup that is too short, you run the risk of not being able to reach it when your cervix shifts to sit higher. Second, if you find you're having a hard time getting the cup out, the most important thing to do is try to relax and not panic. If you're stressed your muscles will tighten up, you're probably going to be tempted to yank at the cup which will be painful if you haven't broken the suction, and you'll only feel more anxious. Put on a pad for backup, take a break, and come back to it later.

In that vein, don't trim the stem of any cup until you are confident you are safely able to reach it through the duration of your cycle. Many people will suggest trimming the stem if it sticks out for maximum comfort, which is fine, but you want to make sure you can grip the cup when it's sitting higher/is slippery.

Easiest way to remove that I've found is to bear down with your muscles a bit so the cup can move lower, then slide a finger up along the side of the cup and gently push in to break the suction. Avoid pulling the cup down manually when it's still suctioned, especially if you have an IUD.

Final tip is to be prepared for some mess, remember that a cup is not absorbent so you're going to be dealing with fluid, mucous, etc when your flow is heavy...good to have some toilet paper in your other hand to wipe anything up.

I hope that helps! Good luck with the cup hunt :)

#i might put anon back on soon tbh i miss chatting shit with you all

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thestobingirlie · 1 year ago

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I think I’ve already sent you an ask where I discuss it (and this isn’t like me trying to guilt trip you to answer it, I actually am like in constant awe that you are answering this amount of asks at all), but I want to add to steddie bingo: Steve has to “talk it out” with Nancy in order to be with Eddie, usually with him apologizing and her admitting that she really never loved him but it’s also somehow his fault.

Never mind that Nancy and Steve actually have a healthy post break up relationship (maybe too healthy…. Ahem), and it’s also canon that she actually did love him, and that Natalia said that Steve was Nancys first love.

Basically acting like stancy was this big embarrassing mistake and Steve is this phantom bisexual who doesn’t like sex with women, and Nancy is a lesbian that should be with Robin, so that steddie can be the most valid and important relationship in Steve’s life (stobin just doesn’t count, because for these people friendship is less important than romantic relationships).

i have seen it! and sorry i haven’t gotten to it, it just takes me a while to respond to longer asks, and sometimes i forget lol

but yeah, stancy is a big roadblock in a lot of steddie fics, or at least they treat it that way.

like, was the stancy break up a big thing, totally! do i think they need to have a conversation to further their relationship, sure! do i think that conversation has to happen if they just continue to date other people… not really?

atp their relationship is pretty amicable. they work well together to save the world. there doesn’t seem to be any lingering resentment on either side. their issues would have an impact on their romantic relationship, but not so much if they’re just hanging out sometimes lmao.

like you said, people try to overwrite and diminish stancy’s relationship. nancy never loved him, and steve was always a horrible boyfriend, and they never had good days, and steve never loved nancy like he loves eddie now, and it wasn’t a serious relationship. because they need to pave the way for r/nance and steddie, and if they acknowledge the importance of that relationship and the effect it truly had on steve and nancy, they can’t fuck other people as soon as possible.

and yes! it’s totally about their current partner being the only important person in their life. because obviously romance is so much more important 🙄

#anti fanon steddie #stancy #stranger things #asks #anon

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hermionesslut · 3 years ago

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ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS

(hermione granger x fem!reader)

author’s note : hru all!! sorry for the inconsistency with posting, i’ve had no inspiration but hope u enjoy and tysm for 500 followers!?

some parts inspired by: hermione is hot 🫀

some academic rivals to lovers (soon) smut for you all <3

content warning : nsfw, some angst, a little pinning, first kiss with hermione

ps; a lot of this is going to be tell not show, im not writing a novel lol but i’d honestly like to make like a mini fic that’s more slowburn yk? lmk if it’s something you’d read :)

I may MAKE A PART 2

“Couldn’t stay awake during class?” hermione snobbishly asks.

“Too busy studying for the OWLS.” you’re smug.

“yea, i’m sure you need it.”

you inhale, god it’s too fucking early for this shit. you fight off the urge to tell her off, luckily for you watch as her hips sway off, grabbing her books, heading for potions. you admired the way she walked, she walked with purpose, and the way her arms swayed, you didn’t walk like that. you simply put on foot in front of the other. she had wonderful presence, you had to admit. some parts of her intimidated you, the way her eyebrows moved incoherent to her lips and with the movement of the way she talked. despite all that, you absolutely hated her, she was snobby, and rather rude. for instance, she called luna, loony lovegood. luna lovegood was about the sweetest person you knew. luna had forgiven granger, withal had happened. so you felt obligated to, too. it was petty shit you still held against her. you heard she had been bullied in the past, even now. your mind couldn’t wrap around it. she still rather ticked you off. most things about her did. it was the way she was consistently stiff, she always rose her hands with such haste. she put you down, made you feel some sort of less than, dumber than her when that couldn’t br further from the truth. you two were top of your class. and now with this, you knew she was going to hold this over your head for the longest time. you never-ever fall asleep during lessons but with the literal constant studying and stressing, it was hard to fight with the tiredness in your eyes.

you grab your books from the desk in the library and start heading behind granger, sluggishly. you of course had class with hermione next so you carried your legs down to potions and gathered with all the other students, a bit late you sat down and awaited your directions.

“Hello, everyone.” Slughorn says . “We have the final project soon, so we all need to be prepared, passing this won’t be a simple task..” hermione scoffs. “So I’d like it if everyone would all partner up, preferably in pairs, and take your books and….” Slughorn went on and on about the project, you and your partner barely had any time to even depart. Nonetheless, the second brightess witch of your age being your partner definitely had it’s perks. Potions were brewing in atmosphere and you could smell the putrid mugwort and every-time you added an element to the potion you could feel Hermione’s eyes on you. Your eyes never left her either. The days she would tease you, you’d find that your cheeks flushed. Mostly in distinction to embarrassment—or something like that. All you could think of at this moment was the dream you had a not even an hour before. There were very few bits and pieces of it in your head, that it was hard to put together.

Once Slughorn dismissed everyone, hermione pulled you aside, she took your arm, and you were suddenly in the dark corner of potion class together. She whispers “I hope you’ll soon enough find the energy to work on this project together.”

“You know i could do this in my sleep.” you smile, whilst she’s still holding your arm. you realize this and insistently pull your arm back. Hermione almost looks offended.

Anyway, now it was a about a week later, you and granger STILL were working the project. And she and you spent time pinching herbs and concentrating oils, pretending not to linger on touches. She was waking up early on weekends to get some time with you..for projects—obviously. Hermione invited you to the library, late at night where no one is coming in or out, for the silence. You made light conversation, you noticed some things you’d never had before, for instance, her eyebrows quirked every time she spoke passionately. And her voice is rather deep, and she talks extraordinarily fast. Especially when she’s upset.

You were in the Gryffindor common room with Harry studying. It’s just past sunset, and most people had left by then. You and Harry had to cram for an upcoming test. He says “I think i’m gonna go to bed, before my eye bags get any darker.”

“Goodnight, Potter,” you taunt.

“Goodnight, y/n.”

You were the only person left in the common room, well besides Hermione. She was always, always staying behind late studying. Hermione looks up at you and smiles, you and her usually read in pure silence. It was comfortable. At first it wasn’t, but time has been kind. You want to talk to her again. She had let her curly hair down and seemed rather relaxed, she had on a pink button up that fit her perfectly. It was loose and rather long, but didn’t cover her pyjama shorts, coloured lilac and flannel pattern. She’d seem more welcome, at least visually.

“mione?” A few days after you were assigned partners, she asked you to call her mione, if that was ‘easier’ for you. She said it’s what all her friends call her.

“mm.?” she glances up from her work. you say, “can you come over here, please? I kinda need your help with something.”

“Wow, you really need my help? I thought you were the brightest witch of our age.” Same old granger.. your face tenses up a little. “Oh loosen will you, mm? it was only a joke, baby, i swear.”

“you know you’re the brightest with of our age, mione.”

“you’re making me blush, y/n.” she giggles.

“im, it’s just- i- this..um, unit (idk if that’s correct lol) ..in muggle studies, i just.. i dunno. Maybe you’d have a better chance than me.” She nods her head and starts to head over and takes a seat next to you. why are you stammering so much?

“Well, it’s quite complicated, so it’s okay to not completely understand.” she reassures you.

she breathes against you, her pale knees grazing next to yours. you wonder if she thinks about you when your not having an conversation. or if she thinks about you when she’s about to fall asleep. you wonder if you’re the first person that comes to mind in the morning. but what did it matter? that certainly wasn’t the case. and you most certainly didn’t feel that way about her. but to tell yourself this didn’t feel..true. you were fighting the deep desire to kiss her right now. and maybe that told you everything.

after a little while, you were still having troubles with your work. but hermione had patience with you, she calmed you down. she didn’t make fun of you, oddly. you were smiling and giggling and you couldn’t help but be distracted.

“you’re so pretty, y/n, i mean the pretty where my heart hurts when i look at you.” she should really stop saying these things, it made you so confused.

“are you blushing, y/n,” she smiles.

“no.”

“i wonder all the time of what your hands feel like, don’t you?”

“of course.” you mumble.

"do you think of what my lips feel like?”

“why are you such a big flirt, mione?” you smile, trying to hide your flushed cheeks.

“oh, cmon, i know you do. i can tell by the way you’re always blushing around me and i can always feel you looking at me in class.”

“you’re delusional.” you uttered.

“please.” hermione moves from the very close seat near you where your knees touched and she moved to sit on the table in front of you. “don’t you want to kiss me, y/n?”

‘Incarceous’ suddenly as you were in your chair rope tightened around your wrists behind the back of the chair.

you were about to say something but hermione held her thumb to your upper lip. “Shh”, she whispers. you look up at her through your lust filled eyes.

“Have you ever kissed anyone before?” Hermione asks.

“Uh..no.”

“It’s okay, y/n.” She similes. "I can teach you.”

Holy shit, this was just like your dream.

#hermione granger #hermione granger x reader #hermione granger fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #hermione x reader #hermione granger angst #hermione granger x y/n

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fluffyfantasticducky · 3 years ago

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Not how I Hoped this’d Turn Out

SORRY I SAID I'D POST ANOTHER THING MAYBE ON FRIDAY BUT I GOT A MINOR BLOCK HERE IT IS!

☆ Pairing: Loki x Reader

☆ Synopsis: Loki should know better than attacking an inventor in their invention lab, especially when they were working on magnetic cuffs that could leave him stuck and helpless.

☆ Word Count: 5,000 exactly... wow.

☆ Notes: Lee!Loki. Part 2 of The God’s Little Secret. I always see fics of Loki getting revenge and while I LOVE that trope (personally I recommend this trilogy fic by @writingfics-passingtime and these two fics by @just-another-blog-of-fluff both write just masterpieces and are one of the main reasons I returned to write and post myself)... I want it to blow up in his face for a change. Next one he will get revenge, I promise... maybe lol.

☆ Warnings: Loki is restrained (rather unwillingly but deservedly)? I know it's k¡nky for some people but it's not what I'm going for.

It had been a few weeks since the track course incident and Loki’s mind was on the edge. Every time he walked in a room where giggles were coming out, he could feel his own body tensing up, or when he saw you in a particularly amusing conversation his mind feared that you’d be talking about what had happened.

But… he couldn’t say he was mad at you. It hadn’t been your fault that he got stuck —as much as he would love to blame you—, you had spent a good while trying to help him out… And… he could easily say he hated being tickled, he was the God of Mischief, the liar trickster after all. Yet, deep down he knew it had been the most fun thing that had happened to him since he moved in.

Still, he couldn’t let you believe you had the upper hand, that he was some soft pushover like his brother than anyone you could mess up with. He was the God of Mischief, terrorizer of New York only a decade ago, of a race of monsters that inspired fear in the heart of those around him.

It was clear what had to be done. He needed to get revenge. And what better than giving you a taste of your own medicine?

It was no secret that you were ticklish, Tony often took the liberty to poke you around whenever you were zoning out to bring your attention back to whatever he was saying. Steve and Bruce would do the same if you took tinker and garbage to the table whenever they were just relaxing as a way to persuade you of taking them away and just relax. Bucky and Thor would often tickle you to tears as well, Bucky because you pushed his buttons often by tickling him yourself until he caved and got his revenge, and Thor… was just Thor.

It was just a matter of time. You had the decency to not bring up his own sensitivity to light, so he could offer you the same courtesy and not tickle you to tears with an audience. And so, Loki waited, talking normally to you for the next days, waiting for the perfect chance to strike, needing to guarantee you’d be alone for enough time for him to execute his vengeance. Joining you more to learn your schedule, at the expectancy of the day when he’d have you to himself.

“Loki, I’m gonna watch The Princess Bride tonight.” You chimed in one night, “if I recall, you haven’t watched that one, wanna join me?”

Perfect, the lounge room was far from the most transited areas and there was no bonding movie night scheduled until the weekend so no one would bother you.

“If you insist” Loki shrugged.

“Cool, it’s a bit embarrassing though, the movie is silly but The Princess Bride’s gotta be one of my favorite mov—”

“Did I hear correctly?!” Wanda quipped from the door, “You’re watching The Princess Bride?! Can Vis and I join you?! I’ve been trying to get him to watch it for weeks now!”

“Ah… s-sure…” you mumbled, before forcing some energy in your demeanor, “The more the merrier, right Loki?”

And just like that his perfect plan was ruined. In his own frustration, he failed to see the deflected look in your eyes as Wanda pushed you to the lounge room to watch the movie.

Loki made constant snarky comments, throughout the movie that made you laugh but he had to admit the movie was entertaining enough given the light-hearted genre, being —as you called it— self-aware enough of its limitations and made the jokes somewhat enjoyable… or rather, it was nice to hear you giggle at each one of them. You also would often look at him to see his reaction, which he would correspond with a smile and a nod of approval that made you smile proudly. He also noticed how you would constantly eye Wanda and Vision who were cuddling happily on the other side of the couch, almost longingly, and then return your attention to the movie, wrapping your arms around you, as if hugging yourself.

The movie night wasn’t a complete waste of time, given he heard the original Avengers, Barnes, and Wilson had a meeting with some government higher-ups the next morning and would be gone all day and Wanda would take Vision on a date, so when he casually asked your plans you responded you’d be working all day in the lab.

Perfect.

With Stark and Banner out of the building, Peter in classes, and no visit from the Wakandian royalty, you were the only person who would stick around the lab… all day. It was perfect.

The next morning he greeted you at breakfast and you informed that you’d be all day at the lab as you served yourself a mug of coffee bigger than your head. He nodded, responding he’d be reading in the library in case you wanted to take a break. And so you parted ways after eating, or so you thought… because little did you know Loki had concealed his presence to follow you to the lab and just as he expected, you had been the only person, listening to those cheesy songs that always made you dance while working around in the empty room, Loki couldn’t help but hesitate and consider delaying his revenge just so he could watch you like this a little longer.

But he had made up his mind and if Loki was one thing, was stubborn. He sneaked into the lab and waited for you to turn around, to attack you the second you turned your back on him. And you did, focusing your attention to the table with a bunch of scrap and tools to continue your work, with your back facing the door was when Loki decided to strike.

He moved with great agility and speed as only he could do to be behind you and right when he had his hands just inches from your sides…

“AAAAAAAAHHH!!!”

CLINK! CLINK! CLANG! WHAM!

Loki couldn’t see what had happened until it was too late. You had apparently noticed him right in time and in a swift motion, he didn’t even think you capable of you had thrown two big metal rings that automatically adjusted to the size of his wrists and flung him a metal clothesline pole behind him, leaving his arms above his head.

“What the fuck, Loki?!” you protested, with a hand over your chest trying to pace your breathing, “Why would you do that?!”

“Me?! You’re the one who attacked me!”

“I attacked you?! You almost gave me a heart attack, I’m the victim here!”

“You?! Look at me!” he snapped back tugging his wrists, internally concerned but impressed that didn’t feel them budge. “What even is this?!”

“Those are throwing cuffs, they’re only for containing prisoners for interrogation and stuff. So far we can only use it here in the compound and the Quinjet since they’re made of and to stick only to Vibranium… But I’m working on some updates to hopefully use in a real bat—”

Your little speech was interrupted by a soft chuckle from the god who looked amusedly at how quickly your anger had vanished to ramble about your invention.

“Why am I even explaining this to you?! You tell me what you were you trying to do here!”

“I don’t have to tell you anything! Unhand me!”

Loki was known for his smooth use of words, the way he could charm armies against him and woo ladies with purely his silver-tongue… this… was not a good example of that, because the only thing he did was trigger a suspicion within you, and now you were dead set on getting answers.

“Tell me, or else—”

“Or else what, little mouse?”

He was confident in the fact that you were known for your sense of mercy and exceeding gentleness.

When you were starting your training combats it took Thor and Hulk an awful lot of convincing that it was alright to punch them or use any offensive move against them and that it would not harm them in any way, and it took, even more, to consider fighting the regular humans… except for one particular redhead that even Loki feared in a hand to hand. You wanted to be a hero and you had the potential to be a great fighter and definitely, you were working hard to be, but your strength wasn’t on hurting others so torturing the answer out of him was out of the question. He had the upper hand.

Or so he thought. Too focused on that fact to remember you were not above…

“Or else I’ll tickle it out of you.” …other methods.

“What?!”

“You heard me” you grinned. “You can tell me now and we’ll see from there or I can tickle the answer out of you.”

“You can’t be serious” Loki scoffed.

“Oh but I am…” you smiled deviously, “it was so much fun the last time, I wouldn’t mind repeating.”

Loki sucked in a breath, considering his options, he couldn’t tell you the truth without you dishing out the same punishment, and if he lied and you didn’t fall for it —no, if you didn’t feel satisfied with his answer— then you would still…

“Time’s up!” you giggled as you shot your fingers to his sides scribbling over the spot, effectively sending Loki into a giggle fit.

“Hehe-hey! D-dohohohon’t do thahat!”

Curse him for choosing lighter clothing today, if he had trouble the last time when he was wearing his full-on armor, having just the light robes and the long leather Asgardian gilet did very little to protect him given you could and did simply sneak your hands past it.

Loki let out an undignifying yelp before bursting into giggles when your hands traveled up to under his arms making him redouble his efforts to try breaking free. But no matter much he tugged and pulled the cuffs were not budging… in other circumstances, impressive, right now, a nightmare.

But he had no time to elaborate when you made a comment that made his blood pressure go through the roof.

“You know Loki, last time I didn’t get to tickle your tummy” you smiled, “I’m quite eager to see now.”

Your eyes had no tease, no devilish glint, nothing but playful curiosity. And in this circumstance that was the most dangerous thing to have you feeling.

“N-no!” he protested, “Don’t you dare! I– I will–”

“Please say squeal like a little girl” you chuckled.

“Don’t be ridiculous! I am a god, and I would noOOOT! HEHEHEHEHEY!”

The sound coming out of the Asgardian made his face heat up to a dark red color which at least he had the advantage that at this point it was impossible to tell if it was because of his frenetic laughter, his embarrassment own or because the one from the adoring look in your face as you undid him.

“Gohohosh Loki, you’re the cutest thing” you chuckled.

You still couldn’t believe your eyes, Loki was always frowning and looking annoyed at everything around him, his only smiles were sarcastic and sly so now, having him here and with the brightest and genuine smile pouring giggles like a toddler still seemed like a dream.

“GEHEHET YOUR HAND OHOHOUT OF THERE!” he whined when your hands experimented on the lower stomach, occasionally pinching the sides of his belly.

“Oh, come on” you giggled, “this spot is really cute, can’t you stand it just a bit longer?”

“YOHOHOU’LL REGREEEEEET TH-THIS NOHOHOHO IHIHIHI WILL ACK NAHAHA!”

“I don’t know Loki,” you teased him, “you keep threatening but you don’t cooperate.”

You moved a bit lower, scribbling right above his waistline and his reaction became far more hysterical, his laughter became frantic and loud, and his movements became frantic, shaking his head and stomping his foot on the ground over and over as if that would’ve helped to dissipate the sensations.

You couldn’t help but laugh along.

“STOHOHOP STOP ST!” he protested as a cough left his mouth with the laughs.

That had been enough cue for you to stop immediately and he dropped his weight, relying on the restrains to keep him in place.

“You good there?” you asked concerned for a moment, but something in you decided to not let him go so easily, “I don’t suppose you are going to answer my question now, will you?”

He shook his head, refusing to admit defeat to such a childish form of torture. Or perhaps, curiosity itched him to know what you would do then.

“Fine… F.R.I.D.A.Y. care to illuminate?” you asked playfully.

“Of course” the voice responded, on what Loki could’ve sworn was an amused tone.

The computer behind you lit up with the video footage of when Loki had peaked in the room to see the little dance party you had had alone earlier which made him chuckle at your now blushing face.

“It’s quite endearing that you think that’s dancing” he chuckled.

“No one asked for your opinion” you groaned. “There’s a good reason why I only dance alone.”

“Yes, clearly”.

“Fri, can we skip this a bit?” you asked annoyedly.

The video sped up to when Loki rushed into the room and the image froze right before you had trapped him. Showing Loki standing behind you with his hands hovering over the back of your sides shaped like claws. Loki could see in your face that you were quickly putting the pieces together in your mind, resulting in the image of a devious smirk.

“You were trying to tickle me” you concluded.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” he muttered. Beep! “Wh—”

“Remember that I said these were also for interrogation?” you smiled proudly.

“A lie detector?” Loki chuckled, “Aren’t you too old to be playing with science-fiction?”

“Not when bringing it to reality is part of your job,” you said, trying to ignore the blush that dusted your cheeks, “Aren’t you too old to be setting up tickle attacks?”

“In case you’ve forgotten, love; I’m the God of Mischief” Loki replied, “it’s part of my job.”

“Oh yeah, how’s that working out for you?” you chuckled.

Oh, how he wished you wipe that cheeky grin off your pretty face.

“Mortal, I suggest you not to cross me—”

“The consequences are deadly, yeah, yeah.” You shrugged uninterested. “I’ve heard the speech before, now, how about we see if you can take what you were trying to dish out. But you know what? No, I’m gonna keep tickling you until you say you’re sorry.”

“You’re not serious.” Loki hissed.

“Try me” you irked him by poking his rib.

“I’m a god I don’t apologize to mortals like yourself!”

“Man, you keep saying that and I just keep proving you wrong” you teased him, “No wonder why you got stuck in like the 5thcentury BE with that mentality.”

“You insolent little bAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHA!”

Keeping your habit of not letting him finish his threats, you had shot your hands to his ribs and began scribbling his upper ribs, kneading in between the lower ribs caused him to yelp and protest shouting insults.

“Not nice being so rude, Loki Doki” you teased him, “what kind of things do they teach princes in Asgard?”

“DOHOHON’T CALL ME THAHAHAHAT YOU—!”

“Alright, that’s it!” you threatened him as you shot your hands up to his underarms.

The poor god immediately went back to the kicking legs frenzy, kicking his legs try and squirming as much as he could. But once again the limited motion played against him when you simply walked behind him and pulled him into a hug to continue tickling his armpits.

“STOHOHOHOP IT!”

“No-uh!” you giggled as you wriggled your fingers on the center of his armpits, causing Loki to drop his weight on the cuffs to bend over forward.

That gave him an advantage given he got away enough from you for a moment, so it bought him time to catch to breathe. But your mind remembered a particular detail that if Loki had considered, would’ve made him eat his pride and give it up…

“Ready to apologize?”

“I-In your dreams…”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Just remember that I offered you an out” you smiled.

You stretch your arms once again but this time you remained behind him, scribbling your fingers over his back, gently scratching over his spine.

“YOU C— ACK! NAHAHA!”

“It would all be so simple if you weren’t so proud” you sighed pityingly. “It’s almost as if you liked this.”

“ZIP IT, YOU OAF!” he screamed.

He felt your hands stop for a second, but Loki wasn’t stupid, nor he had just met you. He turned around to see that thoughtful gaze of yours, the one you had whenever you were thinking. And soon… that smile, that smile meant trouble.

“You know I never got to see if your knees were ticklish last time” you grinned.

“Oh no, no, no, NO!”

“Are you apologizing?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Better for me” you chuckled.

You lowered to scribble over the back of his knees, making him yell at the top of his lungs, clearly he did not expect it to be such a bad spot for him.

“GEHEHET OUT OF THEHEHERE!”

“Apologize!” you laughed.

“FORGEHEHET IT!”

You gave an experimenting squeeze to the back of his thighs.

“HAHAHAHA S-STOP!”

“You know what I want to hear, Loki Doki.” You teased him in a sing-song voice as you used one of your hands to tickle the center of his lower back.

Finally, he cracked.

“F-FINE! I’M SOHOHORRY!”

Just as quickly as this whole ordeal had started it was over once those two words left his lips. He was left to catch his breath while you turned around to your desk and shuffled through your stuff.

Loki could barely keep his head high enough to look at you when you gasped out a “Here it is!” and pulled a little piece of little hollow metal plaque that illuminated into a translucid screen in your hands with a big red button that you pressed dramatically.

Normally, Loki would’ve made a sarcastic remark about you being immature or ridiculous. But he realized he didn’t have the energy for it the worst way possible: his body caved into his weight the second the cuffs opened. He didn’t think he’d be this exhausted.

“Shit!”

But you didn’t let him fall, you rushed to him, and with that humble strength, you had you caught him and held him as you could, clumsily maneuvering to throw his arm over you to serve him as a crutch.

“I guess I underestimated how ticklish you are, heh…” you joked awkwardly, earning a little frown from the tired God. “Um… Sorry.”

He stayed silent as you helped him walk through the building and to the elevator, once out you guided him to the main living room and lowered him to the biggest couch.

“Stay here,” you said gently. “I’ll get you some water.”

Truthfully, Loki had recovered mostly during the elevator ride, but it was cute to see the effort you were putting to tend for him. He peaked over the back of the couch to get a better look at you. You had served a huge glass of water with ice, and a plate with a pile of your famous chocolate chip cookies.

Loki laid back down when he saw you grabbing everything to go back to him. He saw you place the cookies on the coffee table before offering him a hand to help him sit up, and keeping the act, Loki accepted it to sit down and receive the glass of water.

“Sorry if I overdid it…” you mumbled. “I guess I got carried away…”

You kind and precious thing. If anyone knew something about taking things too far, that was the god who trying to make his father proud killed his progenitor. But seeing you so nervous was amusing to let slide.

“You should know better than to take advantage of someone helpless,” he said sipping from the glass to hide that he couldn’t find any bite in his tone.

“Hehelpless?!” you barked out a laugh snatching the glass from his hands to place it on the table. “You are a lot of things but helpless is not one of them! And you basically asked for it!”

Perhaps all the laughing from earlier got to him but Loki had a hard time holding back a smile at the adorable shade of pink creeping up your cheeks.

“Darling, you torture me for hours and now you dare tarnish my good name, you should be ashamed,” he said dramatically.

“Oh, I’ll show you torture!” you growled playfully and tackled him to knead his sides.

This time, having full motion you were only able of getting a few breathy laughs out of him before his hands were on your wrists, pushing you away from his torso.

“Ihi think that’s been enough for a day” he laughed softly, and you nodded sheepishly.

“Come here” you offered gently tapping your lap.

He looked at you confused until he remember you often did this with the others. When they came back overwhelmed from a mission or a bad diplomatic event, you’d do everything in your power to make them feel better. From baking something sweet to eat, caressing their hair, or simply listening to the drained one rant about it while you cleaned their wounds if necessary. Loki had always declined these recovery interventions of yours besides maybe stealing a cookie or two when he arrived and left for his room, feeling like he couldn’t let his guard down in front of anyone… why if he hadn’t accepted in more extreme circumstances being tickled was what it took for him to accept? He would never know. But he just rested his head on your thighs and soon felt your fingers running through his hair.

He could barely restrain the delighted sounds he could feel bubbling in his chest at your touch, but apparently, he couldn’t completely conceal his enjoyment.

“It’s a shame you don’t smile more often” you sighed happily, “you look beautiful when you smile.”

He opened his eyes to look at you and felt a warm surge within him at the sight of you, your eyes open like plates and your face red as a cherry.

“Do I?” he grinned.

“Well, yeah…”

“What else do you love about me?” he teased you.

“Love is a strong word” you mumbled before a devilish grin tugged the corners of your lips, “but your laugh is really pretty too.”

Loki frowned at you as he felt his cheeks warming up. You giggled before your expression softened again.

The two of you chatted for who knows how long, but the sun had set, time flew by talking about everything and nothing, from books and movies Loki had been forced to watch and his opinions, to how he felt living in the compund and lot of in betweeen.

But then he noticed your expression darken, making Loki sit back up a bit straighter.

“What’s the mater?”

“We cool?” you asked nervously.

Loki didn't even feel like masking the genuine endearment that surged within him as he smiled at you.

“Of course, darling. I—”

“Ah, young tinkerer, good to see you!” a familiar voice said from the doorframe, making Loki roll his eyes.

“Thor, hi!” you smiled casually.

“Brother?” Thor asked confused. “What were you doing—?”

Damn. Loki had lost sense of space, forgetting that other people lived here and could walk in on you whenever, and out of all people, clearly the most imprudent of them all.

“He helped me in the lab today!” you responded quickly. “Remember the special cuffs I’ve been working on? Loki is trying to help me to make them magic proof.”

“Wonderful, brother!” he said, “I offered my help too, I destroyed a couple of proto-tips myself until they managed to make them stronger.”

“Prototypes, Thor.” You giggled. “But yeah, Thor’s the reason I had to make them Vibranium since every other metal just… died.”

That explained why he couldn’t break free…

“It makes you quite stiff after a while, doesn’t it brother?”

It wasn’t hard for Loki to tell that the safest run was playing along, rather than explaining what had actually happened.

“I would say so.”

“Excellent, you rest by could join us, brother!” Thor suggested, “That way we could progress twice as fast with the list of movies we should watch!”

“And yet, we can barely make you grab a book that’s not in the pile of horror” Loki grumbled tiredly.

“Come on, Loki, it’ll be fun!” you suggested invitingly.

Whether you were aware of it or not, your eyes grew bigger, pleadingly looking at the young trickster. And maybe it was your concern for him earlier, maybe he wanted the chance to get you running your fingers through his hair again, or maybe he had lost his mind.

“Of course” he nodded lightly, “I’ll join you.”

“Great!” Thor smiled brightly.

“We could watch The Mask!” you suggested once your way to the lounge room, “They mention you in that one, Loki.”

“Me? Should I be concerned?” Loki asked, “Seeing the nonsensical stories your people have of me and my father’s horse.”

He felt rather pleased with himself at the sight of you and his brother laughing heartedly at his little joke. Mythological inaccuracies had been one of the biggest teasing sources for Loki and Thor since each joined the Avengers, how they all thought Loki had something to do with the procreation of Sleipnir or that Thor was a redhead.

“I’m still convinced that you are lying about that one, Odinson” you elbowed his side playfully, earning a chuckle from him. “It’s alright, you’ll admit it when you feel ready.”

“Darling, your lifetime will be over before I even give into admitting something that absurd.”

“So, you admit there’s something you’re not admitting!” you accused him as seriously as you could with little giggles coming out for you.

“Whahat?” Loki laughed, before lowering down to look at you right in the eye “you are truly delusional.”

“And you’re loving it” you smiled booping his nose.

Your little banter was interrupted by Thor’s rumbling laughter bringing you back to reality, making you blush and clear your throat to regain composure.

“Hey, I’ll go back for a bit to make pop-corns, you guys go ahead and set the movie, ‘kay? ‘Kay!”

And before any of them could protest you had rushed out through the hall. Leaving Loki alone to deal with his older brother, who was giving him the most teasy grin he had.

“What?” Loki asked dryly.

“It’s nice to see you in love, brother” Thor said innocently. “It’s been a while since I saw you flirting so carefree.”

“Brother, you are either stupid or blind.”

“Come on Loki, you’re not fooling anyone” Thor chuckled, “Everyone can tell you’re interested in her! Even the young Spiderling knows!”

“You’re all morons, I’m not surprised that you all would assume something like that.”

“What’s wrong with her?” Thor asked.

“She’s mortal, no matter how much she cleans her workspace it always messes up again, she only seems to wear unflattering oversized clothes, her face always seems to get stained with oil from her machinery and–”

“And yet you are completely infatuated” Thor chuckled. “Despite what you think of me, I’m not stupid.”

Thor patted Loki’s back and went ahead, leaving Loki stupefied in the middle of the hall. Could his brother be right?

None of the Avengers were particularly mean to Loki, they allowed him to live with them and he even had his own room and access to peak technology and budget to buy whatever he needed, after all. But Loki knew it was only because of the love Thor somehow still had for him. They still acted tense around him, they would often drop what they were doing if it was too distracting and keep an eye on him and would talk to him as formally as they talked to the dull bureaucrats that visited to complain about whatever. He seemed to be tolerated because of who his brother was… at best. Except for one person.

You always acted so warmly and friendly towards him, cracking jokes, inviting him over to the bonding activities, and just treating him as a friend in general, even when he acted cold, distant, or even aggressive in response… it wasn’t like he knew anything different. But that never pushed you away, you were still that bright and charming presence in his life. A very self-destructive part of him kept telling him it was purely out of pity, that behind his back you were making fun of him or trying to manipulate him.

But ever since that night you had proved him otherwise. Sure, you had tickled him half to death —twice now—, but the whole time it felt purely playful, your teases were innocent, and you didn’t laugh at him but with him. And about his own laughter, he couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed that much, it had been nice… It felt safe and… fun. Everything around you was fun.

But… love? Could it be that he, Loki the God of Mischief, the fallen prince, the terrorizer of Earth, who once saw the mortals as mere insects… could hebe in love, with a human?

“Loki, what are you doing here?” a voice called for him, at your sight he felt something stir within him, “Please tell me you didn’t let Thor go on his own, if he tries to set the movie we may need a new controller… again.”

The comment made him laugh softly.

“If we hurry we might be in time to spare it” you urged as you began walking to the lounge room.

Loki was about to make an excuse to avoid you and shake the growing uncertainty off his head, but before he could say anything you had grabbed his hand to pull him to the room, and the feeling of your hand on his shut him up.

…Oh, oh.

Your hand was warm and soft, contrasting his generally chilly touch and it sent a thrilling chill through his body. He didn’t have the will to tell make an excuse to go alone, every cell in his body was begging to have you close.

There was just a single thought on his mind the rest of the night, not about the movie, not about his surroundings, not of revenge, just you. He had it bad.

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thetaekookcloset · 2 years ago

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taekook hanging out with wooshik and his brother🙈 gotta say even before this photo, it was telling that wooshik, tae's best friend, followed only jungkook out of all the other bts members and not only follows but ocassionaly likes his posts, like it doesn't have to mean a romantic relationship but to all the losers out there claiming tae and jungkookie are awkward, it's pretty clear that's not the case, let's also not forget junkookie talking to wooga at hobi's listening party, anyway can't believe we actually got this photo, I'm glad they're having fun

Another ask on the same topic:

you’ve probably already heard about the bowling outing with taekook, wooshik and his brother. apparently his brother got harassed to the point where he took his IG post down. from what I’ve heard anyway because I don’t know his brother’s IG to actually check. if true, it’s really sad and annoying as hell that people resort to harassing anyone who posts about taekook hanging out together. i don’t see them doing this whenever it’s any other pair from the group hanging out.

And finally:

Have you seen the bowling photo reflection where they said TK seemed to be holding hands. What do you think?

I decided to combine these three asks all about the bowling photo mostly because I don’t want it to completely take over my blog lol.

I have a few thoughts about this. One is that while obviously I don’t see bowling as the be-all-end-all of romantic events, I definitely do think it’s significant that Taehyung and Jungkook were out having fun with one of Taehyung’s best friends and said best friend’s brother. That, as the first anon pointed out, is a pretty clear indication that Taehyung and Jungkook have a close relationship.

And I agree that it’s always seemed significant to me that Wooshik only follows Taehyung and Jungkook on Instagram. It’s social media, it’s not like that by itself is necessarily a huge deal, but since we know that Wooshik is close with Taehyung, it does seem to me to be an indication that he follows Jungkook because he has a personal relationship with him as well.

As for the photo itself, I think it’s really nice that Wooshik’s brother posted it. I really wish the fandom as a whole had responded better. He did end up deleting it, from what I saw, and who knows if that was because of harassment in his DMs or just the constant spamming in the comments.

I saw a lot of embarrassing nonsense from Jikookers, Taekookers, and even non-shippers, and I wasn’t even paying that much attention. I really don’t understand how anyone thinks that kind of thing is appropriate and I wish it would just stop.

Finally, on the topic of the reflection making it look like TK were holding hands, I’m sorry if this is disappointing, but I don’t think they were. In the photo, it seems like Taehyung is standing at least a couple steps ahead of Jungkook, which means that in order for them to be holding hands, Jungkook’s arm would have to be extended in front of him.

It seems to me that we’d be able to tell from the position of his shoulder if that was the case, and his shoulder seems in line with the position it would be in if his arm was just at his side. So no, I don’t think they’re holding hands in the photo.

What I take from this photo, personally, is that it’s further proof that Taehyung and Jungkook spend time together off work, that they’re close enough to spend time with not just each other’s friends but also family of each other’s friends, and that they clearly have ways to go out and have fun, even together, without being spotted by fans. And also that in all areas of this fandom, there are people who seriously need to learn some boundaries.

#ask #taekook #recent taekook moments

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domesticblisss · 3 years ago

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In Between Days

Oney Lorcan x Female Reader; Ridge Holland x Female Reader

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 1457

Warnings: Fluff and the tiniest bit of angst. Mentions of bad family relationships and being alone, mentions of cheating.

Summary: Reader finds comfort in who she least expects. How does it changes things?

Inspired by The Cure’s song In Between Days

A/N: Hello my dudes! Here’s me with a fic that nobody has asked for (while a shit ton of requests sit waiting in my ask box) and that probably one person will read lmao. But I looooove Oney and I’m just obsessed with how large Ridge is lol. Hope y’all like it. Also, I’m sorry if the formatting is weird and if there’s any mistakes, I’m post this from my phone since I’m laying in bed and too lazy to get up and grab my laptop.

Do you ever second guess your choices?

Do you ever second guess choices that could change your life?

It’s my wedding day, the one that was supposed to be the most important and happiest day of my life, only after the day of the birth of my future child (if I ever have one).

I mean, I guess it is normal to second guess this, right? I’ll be choosing to be with someone for the rest of my life, it’s normal to be nervous, right?

Honestly, I don’t know why I’m nervous, Oney is a great guy. Who wouldn’t want to be with him for the rest of their life?

Oney and I met by accident, and by accident I mean in a literal accident. I had rear-ended him when I failed to notice he was braking the car at the stop sign.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry.” I said as we both left our cars to check the damage.

Oney remained stoic but the angry look he had at first disappeared a little.

“I’m new in town and I’m kinda lost.” I kept going, embarrassed.

He sighed.

“It’s ok, just pay attention next time.” I nodded and before I could even reply, he continued, “Give me your number so we can solve this. I know a guy that makes a good price.”

“Sure, of course.” I told him as I grabbed my phone.

Oney asked me out a couple of days later, while we were at the mechanic.

It has been four years of love, laughter and the occasional fights, most of them because of how hard headed he is.

All in all, the good days are in larger numbers than the bad ones.

With Oney also came new pets, new places and new friends.

Pete, Danny and Ridge had been a constant for the past two years of our lives. In the highs and lows, they were there to help us.

Ridge, specifically. That big, burly exterior of his hid an extremely sweet guy that would do anything for the four of us.

We got closer after one ugly fight I had with Oney. The cons of leaving everything and everyone you know behind and moving to a new town is that you don’t have anyone nor a place to go when things like this happen.

“Isn’t this weird for you?” I asked Ridge, voice hoarse after crying.

“What do you mean?” Ridge answered, confusion clear in his voice.

“You’re Oney’s friend and I’m coming to you, crying my eyes out because we got in a fight.”

He laughed, a comforting laugh, and his shoulders moved up and down, the muscles of his back tensing and relaxing.

The scene happening in front of me was almost comic: a huge ass man, in a tiny kitchen, with a tiny teacup in one hand and a kettle in the other, making me tea.

“Well,” he began, “if it serves as consolation, I am more of Pete’s friend than Oney’s.”

“What do you mean?”

He turned around and handed me the teacup. “I met Pete first, we’d been friends for a few years when he said he, Oney and Danny needed some extra hands and invited me in.” I nodded and he kept going “We’re teammates, I’ll save his ass no matter what and I know he got mine, but it’s not like we’re best friends.”

“Oh.” Was all I could say.

“Don’t get me wrong, I really like Oney, but I know he can be an asshole sometimes and how hard headed he is, and I know how it feels to have no friends in a new town.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it. The bed got fresh sheets. Call me if you need anything.”

I nodded as he left to lay on his couch.

After that day, my friendship with Ridge became stronger. We’d run errands together, sometimes train together and I’d run to him whenever Oney and I got into a fight. Oney even said he was glad that I had finally made a friend in town, and that he was glad it was Ridge.

Sometimes it felt like I was closer to him than I was to Oney.

Ridge was there for everything, for the good and for the bad. He was the one I came to when I felt vulnerable, he was the one to help Oney choose the engagement ring and where to propose.

Sometimes it felt like he knew me better than anyone else.

The day of the wedding passed by like a blur.

I can’t remember a word that was said to me as I got ready, or how I posed for the official “getting ready” photos, or how I even repeated the words the officiant asked me to, as my mind was going a million miles per hour, repeating what had happened right before I got down the aisle.

Having no family means that sometimes, your friends will do their job, and it was Ridge’s job to walk me down the aisle.

“You look beautiful.” He said as soon as his eyes laid on me.

“You don’t look so bad either.” I told him, nervous laughter following right after.

The deep blue of his suit made his greyish blue eyes pop, the sight almost mesmerising.

He hugged me tight and kissed my head, before whispering “I’m not saying this to change your mind, but I feel like you should know… that I love you.”

The doors opened and the music started playing, cueing us in.

It felt like I was being carried, in a way I sort of was. I knew that before me stood the few old friends that had remained from my old life, the few new ones and Oney’s family.

Oney looks nice in his sharp, well tailored black suit. Not as nice as Ridge does.

I know we exchanged the vows and thank god I had written it down, but everything after that was done in automatic.

Ridge’s words just echoed in my mind.

Do I love him? I think I love him too.

I hear my name being called and the feeling of all eyes being on me.

“Yeah.” I answer, coming back to real life.

“I said ‘Do you take Oney to be your husband?” the officiant replied.

I look at Ridge and he looks as nervous as Iam. Oney tightens the grip he has on my hands just the slightest bit, the look on his eyes almost pleading.

“No.” I whisper.

Oney cocks his head and the officiant lets out a nervous laugh. “Excuse me, I didn’t hear you.”

“No.” I say it louder this time.

Everyone let out a collective gasp and now I want to die.

I look to the side and Ridge has his arms crossed, his legs shaking incessantly, Pete, the little shit, was holding back his laughter and Danny looked like he was about to punch someone.

“I’m so, so sorry, Oney.” I start pleading.

“Hey, it’s o–“

“Please, let me finish this one time.” I interrupt him. “I’ve loved you like I’ve never loved anyone in my life before. You’ve accepted me and made me feel welcome when I had nobody, you gave me new friends… we’re great for a while… but don’t tell me you haven’t felt like things had gotten different in the last few months?”

Oney nods.

“You’re an incredible guy, Oney… but we’re not incredible together anymore.”

I think about my next few words very carefully, afraid of the crowd’s reaction, especially Danny’s.

“I’ve gotten closer to someone over the course of the last year.” My eyes shift to Ridge’s before continuing. “And before you say anything, I’ve never cheated on you, I’d never do it. And to be honest, I didn’t even realise how deep my feelings were until today… and I know the timing is horrible, but maybe it’s better now than waiting for the both of us to just be miserable.”

He squeezes my hand again before speaking. “It’s Ridge, isn’t it?” The tone of his voice is calm, but I can feel the tinge of pain.

All I can do is nod.

Oney hugs me. Can’t tell you I was expecting this reaction.

“Go on, your choice is made.” He says and kisses me one last time.

Ridge is already standing up when I finally get down from the altar.

“Let’s go?” I ask him and he answers me with an eager nod and a big smile.

We run hand in hand through the venue, making our way to the parking lot.

I don’t know if I’ve made the wrong decision or what the future holds, but all I know is that I’m finally, truly happy.

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