#TRUST that im finishing this sometime in july

[blvck-minou]

I wanted to finish it before June but life got in the way

[lucigoo]

Weekly Roundup 1st July - 31st July

As we can tell, im way behind, so it will be a monthly round up until I catch up, and then back to weekly. Especally as I plan to do a mish mosh version of Nano, hoping to write 50,000 words, but finishing as many of my current wips as I can (theres a few)

So, July, I uploaded 8 fics with 19,043 words between them. As aways, recs first and then my fics under the cut <3

The Last to Know - kathkin - The Hobbit (Jackson Movies) (Bilbo/Thorin, its full of fun homour)

Summary: “I think you ought to know,” said Gandalf, “you have eight or nine dwarves courting you.” / "Now, I think I would have noticed!" In which dwarves have a very particular way of courting, Ori thinks Bilbo has a nice bottom, Thorin is an awkward puppy, and Bilbo learns that sometimes actions speak louder than words.

custodial - PenAndInkPrincess - Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types (Geralt/Jaskier)

Summary: Ciri finds Jaskier first and Geralt only comes along later

Jaskier is not handling co-parenting well

A Future Together - Slayer_of_Destiny - Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types (Geralt/Jaskier)

Summary: When Jaskier ends up at Kaer Morhen for the winter, something unexpected happens when he goes into heat, something that only happens when an Omega is around an Alpha they trust, and somewhere they feel safe. The future after this heat is going to change both Jaskier and Geralt's lives forever.

For Better or For Worse - loflight501 - The Witcher (TV) (Geralt/Jaskier)

Summary: King Geralt wants to end the war with Redania, but the only way to do it is to marry the omega son of his hated foe. Prince Jaskier is thrilled to be free of his abusive father, but isn't optimistic about marrying a king with a brutal reputation.

Chiaroscuro - krabapple - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (Sirius/Remus)

Summary: Remus Lupin returns to Hogwarts as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor after the Battle of Hogwarts, and finds a year where he and his students struggle with the leftover contrast between light and darkness.

I hope everyone has a wonderful month and my fics are under the cut as promised <3

I have 8 fics for this month uploaded, I hope you all like at least one.

I love you as you are (Sirius/Remus, written for a prompt for the @marauderswithpalestineproject)

Summary: During the war Bella cursed Sirius, now he is a dog hybird. A dog hybrid who hides it from everyone but Remus and Harry in their home.

Now he is stranded in London with no way to get home.

Don't look into my soul if you just want to steal it (Sirius/Remus, Sirius & Regulus)

Summary: Walburga Black wants a perfect heir. Instead she had one ugly child and one willful one.

She will do what she must to make sure neither boy ruins the Black Legacy. No matter the cost to those involved.

Mahal hear my plea. I'm ready for you to take me home with thee! (Gen fic, Dis & Dwalin)

Summary: Dis has survived the Ring War. Her and Dwalin both.

Both are ready to go to the Hall's of Mahal. Both are old and the only one the other has left.

Dis wants to go home to her family. Will Mahal hear her plea?

Fear is a Sickness:Witchers are the cure (Geralt/Jaksier, wirtten for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt - Fear is a sickness)

Summary: Cirliia is safe, Voleth Meir is gone and yet the surviving Witchers still have to send their fallen brothers off.

So much grief, so much pain, but at least these witchers have a bard to sing them farwell.

Flight of Destiny (Female Sirius/Remus, a fic written for my beloved @brandileigh2003 <3)

Summary: Sirius is finally free of her abusive husband. As a widower she has gone on her first muggle holiday. On the way home she meets the love of her life.

Mahal, Why Have you Forsaken Me? (Gen fic, Dis & her giref)

Summary: Dis is packing up the things of her children's that she will take to Erebor with her. Things they will never need again. Things that are all she has left of them.

Maybe one more, baby? (Sirius/Remus, written for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt - mybe one more)

Summary: Sirius and Remus are watching their son, Teddy Lupin-Black, as he graduates Hogwarts, their family surrounding them as they do so.

I burn with a smile on my face, for you are safe (Jaskier & Cirilla, unrequented Jaskier/Geralt, written for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt run fast and far)

Summary: Jaskier found Cirilla first and he will protect her, no matter the cost

[geneticcatalyst]

the other thing i felt robbed of comparing trigun 98 to stampede was the clever action sequences. yes they had a few good moments but

when you watch 98 it takes a few episodes before it clicks that vash is ending every fight nonlethally and by that time it's really clear how much more skill and finesse and luck that takes than just shooting someone. yeah, he does try to head off or escape conflict sometimes, but of course it doesn't work, and then you get the display of how absolutely terrifyingly good vash really is, to be able to survive without killing. it was just a really cool twist that still had cool gunfights that were all the more impressive for the pacifist angle.

stampede did not do this. im not sure exactly what their reasoning was but it left me wondering what the target audience for stampede was, because while they did have a few moments to showcase vash's skills with a gun it didn't really feel like a shonen anymore, and i was definitely scrolling on my phone during the repeated chase sequences as vash seemingly tries to avoid pulling a gun at all most episodes. it really felt like they didn't trust the audience to understand that he didn't want to hurt people otherwise, which just kind of sucked after how 98 made it such an incredible feature of the action. like. i love vash i just felt like they were selling him short.

now that said i was also pretty done with the extremely generic anime girl characterisation of meryl like. it started not great and didn't really get better. you could have replaced her at almost any point with a high school slice of life protag and barely noticed the difference. i know that's harsh but i like Meryl (98), she has so much personality. combined with really defanging a lot of the cool gunfights, and the similar softening effect that had on vash's character, i was really wondering if they were trying to appeal more to girls than boys with stampede? it just didnt make a lot of sense.

and it didnt click until the end when it's implied that stampede's timeline ends in the July incident and that the 98 timeline takes place later that what we were getting was meant to be a younger, less confident, more inexperienced version of meryl, which, fine, okay. now i'm wondering if they were trying to do the same with vash? he does read as younger, less confident, less experienced too. I guess I just don't really get why they made that choice and still replayed a lot of the same events from the 98 storyline to make it even more confusing. is the manga timeline fucked up?? I know 98 was made before the manga finished but I just dont quite get where they were going here.

[highdwightofmylife]

If your requests are open, could I request something with Jeff and his s/o basically adopting the legion as their kids please 🥺 thank you so much

God so WHOLESOME THANK YOU... also I'm writing this while waiting for a match why do I load in immediately as surv but the moment i wanna play killer it takes 300 years... just let me be Evan bhvr

ALSO FUCK THIS GOT SO LONG IM SO SORRY 😳😳

Jeff, His S/O and Their Four Teenage Ruffians

Jeff had told you that he'd met with the Legion prior to all... this. The fog, yknow? He told you about how he'd painted a big mural for them; how they gave him drinks, how... How he felt like he couldn't leave them alone up in that abandoned lodge after he'd finished their commission because it didn't feel right. So he told you he often checked up on them, and they always seemed so happy to see him. He told you it was like he'd suddenly adopted four kids that he'd occasionally bring snacks and cds for and make sure they were looking after themselves.

So now in the fog. His kids are a lot more vicious than he thought they were! But... That didn't mean he wasn't their dad anymore!

You met Jeff here, you started dating him here, and, well, with Jeff comes his misfit kids.

It takes them some time to view you as anything other than just another survivor, really. They have respect for Jeff but still kill him (although they have, occasionally, turned a blind eye to him in trials). So you? You worm you way into Susie's heart first. She doesn't trust you by any means, but her curiosity about what papa Jeff see's in you is too much to ignore. She begins to like you because you don't talk down to her. You don't treat her as the child of her group, as some people have done. She likes that you talk to her as an equal.

Doesn't mean she won't kill you though. But, at least she feels bad about it.

Joey's next. He trusts and respects Jeff, but he also sees how you are with Susie, and that's a bonus for him. He's more laid-back than the others, and he would have no qualms about approaching you when you're alone, sitting down beside you and gently asking some things. About what you did before all this, about how you and Jeff got together... He's really chill to talk to, and once you start conversing with him, he gets more at ease. Consider the first spontaneous meeting alone to be a test where he sizes you up and decides whether you can get closer to he and his family.

Susie talks about you all the time. She really warmed up to you and fast. Honestly Julie has gotten sick of hearing how nice you are and veing asked when you can come over.

Surprisingly? Frank's the one that follows suit with liking you. He starts teasing you every time he sees you, "ewwww, they liked Jeff,, ew... Old people love". Doesn't matter how old you are. You could be 18 and this man still calls you old just for being with Jeff. "ew are you two gonna fuck?? Gross"

But all that teasing is literally just because he's not very good at dealing with things, and he doesn't want to admit he likes you without making a fool of himself.

But you know he does like you because one time in the dead of night he came to you to ask you to bandage something for him and he was all like "BUT THIS IS ONLY BC UR THE LAST OPTION, I ASKED EVERYONE ELSE" but when you patch him up and send him on his way he says "thanks mom/dad" and then you see him go rigid and he's like "I-I-I MEAN... UH... FUCK YOU" and then runs away

Julie is the hardest kid to warm up to you. She always puts on a sour face when she sees you, and she actively distances herself. It's like. She doesn't need a parent. Doesn't want one. Says Jeff is more so "just some guy who painted our wall once" but everyone knows that's a lie. And when the other three start flocking to you, she feels very left out. She feels angry that you're taking her family from her. Stereotypical biological kid getting mad at a step parent for existing.

Julie accidentally let's her emotions flow in front of just you and Jeff. He says something trivial and she just blows up. "YEAH?? WELL ITS NOT LIKE I WANTED YOU TO BE MY DAD. BUT NOW YOU'RE IGNORING ME AND EVERYONE ELSE LOVES /THEM/ BUT I JUST KNOW THEY HATE ME"

And Jeff looks at you and looks at her and. "When did you assume they hated you?" And you can hear sniffles from behind her mask as she sadly/angrily kicks at the floor and, "Well it's obvious isn't it?? Why would they not"

Jeff looks you dead in the eye. "Sweetheart, do you hate Julie?"

"Absolutely not. Never have, never will."

And Julie looks up like ?????

And then Jeff laughs and it's very hearty and just... Good man...

Julie is now your aloof daughter than every now and then will give you a quick hug from behind, where you can feel her sigh and get all her emotions out, and then glare at you and power walk away.

You love your kids.

All six of you watching old VCRs on a beaten up TV in the lodge. Jeff and you snuggled up in the middle of the couch. Susie with her head on your lap. Joey sprawled out on the other side of Jeff with his legs dangling over the arm rest. Frank on the floor, hogging some really shitty popcorn. Julie sat on the back of the couch, closer to you than she ever thought she'd let herself. One happy, albeit dysfunctional family.

Joey seems to be taking after Jeff. Sometimes you and Jeff would just sit and draw or paint (or if you don't, you just vibe with him as he does). It was nice. And now sometimes, Joey gently asks if there's a space for him. It's so soft to see Jeff enthusing about his work while Joey eagerly listens. You like to watch them both lying on their stomachs on the floor, sketching. Jeff is teaching him all his tricks and Joey just eats it all up. Father son activity that you get to witness. And sometimes Joey will lift up his art and show you! If he has taken off his mask you'll see the absolute joy in his eyes.

Susie makes u a keyring I don't make the rules. Its made out of scrap and she had to get evan to help and when she presents it to you she is just SO HAPPY. The model daughter except she kills people on a daily basis

[keiruvieg]

REMINDERS:

I’ll be opening my ask//request box until July 31 for this prompt

Depending on the characters the dialogue prompts can be repeated

Don’t worry about the gender, I will try my best to make it as gender neutral as possible

Characters: GOJO SATORU, GETO SUGURU, FUSHIGURO TOJI, CHOSO, ITADORI YUJI, FUSHIGURO MEGUMI, NANAMI KENTO

fluff prompt (dialogue ver)

“ i hate you” “I’m very lovely wdym”

“How’d you do that” “Idk maybe Im just that amazing”

“Can i just play with your hair please”

“I just felt helpless without you”

“I’m right here”

“I never, ever realized what I was missing until I met you.”

“What are you talking about? I am a great hugger.”

“Shh, go to sleep.”

“Mmm…you are the best pillow.”

“Can I sleep with you?”

“I’m so proud of you.”

“Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

“This reminded me of you.” 

“Your hair is really soft.”

“You’re just a softie.”

“You owe me.” “Fine, whatever you like.”

“You’re safe now, I’m here.”

“Stay.”

“I can fix that.”

“Stop squishing my thighs” “oh sorry thought it was a stress ball or something”

“You’re warm”

“Why do my pillows smell like you” “why? Do you hate it?” “no”  “yeah i know you love me”

“Cuddles?  Please?”

“Can you just get out of my room?” “it’s our room now lay back and stfu and sleep”

“Can i just say I’m so in love with you”

“Let’s go for a walk." “It's 2 am!”

"Wait…are you making pancakes? Can I help?”

“You never fucking listen to me.” “You talk nonsense most of the time.”

“Is that…is that my chocolate?!”

"I thought you loved me.” “Get over it, it’s just monopoly.”

“I can’t sleep without you.”

“He is so cute. I just want to wrap him in a blanket and protect him from the rest of the world.”

“He can be a little dumb sometimes.” “I am sitting right here!”

“I love you so much and it terrifies me.“

“I’m pregnant and the baby…it’s yours.”

“I won’t kiss you. You’re sick.”

“I love holding your hand.”

“What? Is there something wrong with my face?” “Your eyes…it’s very endearing”

“I told you to look after yourself too, I'm not always here every time”

“Are you afraid of me?” “No, you’re the void that I’m proud I collected”

“None of it was ever worth the risk. But I’m ready to take anything for you”

“I tried to hold back but I really can’t, I thought i’ll hurt you but all this time, all i wanted to say was i love you”

“Who knows maybe you’re an exception”

“Oh so you’re stealing my shirts now”

“Can you kiss me again, I wasn’t ready”

“I don't want anybody else”

“I’ll be there in 5 minutes” “as if i’ll believe that”

“Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.”

“Take my hand. Just trust me.”

“I really don't like guessing games, but lemme guess, you love me don’t you”

a/n : tysm for 100 followers even though im super inactive these days, ill try and finish this prompt as soon as possible too and get some of my drafts done too <33

[championofdnd]

Gonna rant for a bit. Normally I wouldn't put anything about work online but I am so freaking frustrated. I came into this job (Sys Admin) with 0 experience. My boss and team lead knew this. In my interview (with both of them, not with hr) I was very honest about how much I actually knew.

So they hire me for my enthusiasm. I spend the first week getting my work station set up, doing the mandatory trainings, and learning people's names. The standard. And then I ask for work... The team lead is swamped with an emergency fix, use this website to start working on this cert that we want you to get. Okay cool I get it, I'll ask again tomorrow, and the day after that, and the next week... And oh I got access to the servers, I need to go test my log in to ALL of them k. Anything else I can do to break the tedium? Documentation. Documentation of what? Oh right of stuff I haven't been shown how to do... Okay...

Like I can go google how to create a user on the system or how to install an operating system, but that doesn't tell me how your system is set up. Even if i had experience I'd still be asking, hey whats this server for? How do we move code between the environments? What software suites do we use for this task? Do we have a license for this product and what does the license allow? How do we normally access the systems, as root, as an individual user, as a group user?

And since I have 0 experience, I don't always have the right words to ask the question. So I end up with a lot of just show me. But I wouldn't get shown unless I ask 100 times. And I take notes but they aren't perfect so I have to come back later for clarification. But I'm expected to have finished this document on how to do this process I've seen done once so the doc can be used in an AUDIT??? So it has got to be right! And yeah my team lead is to busy to review it...

So I talk to my boss every week or so, how are things going. Well I've been working on the cert training and I've learned this and that recently. Does team lead answer your questions? Yeah sometimes he takes a while to get back cause he's always swamped but he's super friendly about it when I do get ahold of him. (Did I mention I started this job during quarantine, so guess who wasn't physically in the office the first 4months, team lead, so I'm relying on him answering my calls or calling back or responding to email/im). I mention it'll be easier when he can come back into the office but I of course understand why he can't at the moment. So boss asks if I have enough work. Well, I have a hard time getting work from team lead cause he's always swamped so finding time to delegate work is hard especially since he's so used to working alone but I'll keep asking and also since I don't have a lot of experience it can be hard cause he has to set aside to show some basic stuff. But again once he's in the office I'm sure it'll be better. Until then im keeping busy, after all itsy IT there's always plenty to do and it all needed to be done yesterday! So I'll keep working on that cert for now.

I pick up a few new small tasks every week, and report what I'm learning to boss. He double checks I'm busy enough cause he doesn't want me getting bored and leaving, they really want to keep me on. At some point I ask the receptionist if I can help her out with anything since team lead is swamped and my work load is light. I get chewed out by boss a few hours later and team lead calls and says he can give me some work tomorrow (which he does).

So I finally get to start ramping up it seems, boss wants everything I'm learning documented yesterday but I shrug that off cause that's normal IT proceedure. But team lead is still swamped so it takes a day to get answers to anything especially since he's still working from home.

This whole time I'm hearing about all the mistakes my predecessor (actually the last three) made, and how it's left team lead gun shy of trusting people with certain environments. And I'm like you know that's fair, I'm really process driven and quite cautious so I think it will work out. And so I'm like hey why don't I watch you do it a few times and then I'll do it a few times with you watching over my shoulder to point mistakes before I make them and then I can give it a shot on my own. And that's a great approach for me, makes me more comfortable with the work, and it's supposed make my team lead more comfortable.

So we're about 4mos in. Team lead comes back into office. There's some adjustments to be made. My workload is a rollercoaster of several things due yesterday to just doing cert training cause team lead is swamped and I know better by now than to bother asking. I'm still pretty well giving the same update to boss. There's been a few hiccups, missed a meeting here, messed up something small here. I learned how to fix the mistakes, documented everything for future reference. Boss says what matters is we don't make the same mistake twice. And I show where I documented it and I dont make the same mistake twice.

And so month five I ask boss if they're gonna hire me full time (i was on a 6mo trial) and how to start that process. And he says send him my updated resume so they can create a position and he has to double check with team lead just to make sure but that everything should be good to go.

Everything was not good to go. He comes back the next week and says team lead isn't sure I can do the job so I need to work extra hard these next two weeks to prove I can.

And well I deflated. How was I going to prove I could do the job? I'd done the tasks given me. I'd gotten good reviews. Was I asking too many questions? Team lead had commented several times that I didn't ask enough. But I'd only had a month to be able to corner him to ask things. And by this point I knew the answers to the tasks I was given, I'd done them all before. Was it because I'd missed/been late to some meetings? That was on me but it hadn't happened as of late and that mostly seemed to bug my boss not my team lead who brushed it off or missed/was late himself. And I'd fixed that problem. Was it because I wasn't surgically attached to my phone? Seriously get over it. If that's the issue I'm out, and you also need to be more clear on that expectation from the get go. So i spinu wheels and flounder for two weeks the work I'm assigned clearly isn't proving I can do this job amd my motivation flies out the window. It was a bad two weeks and I didn't know how to fix it (honestly I still don't entirely).

Team lead pulls me aside to say boss is very unimpressed (no duh, I've done nothing for two weeks) and wants to know if I still want the job since I've seemed very unenthusiastic as of late. Yes I still want the job. I do actually like the work I've been given. I'll try and fix my attitude (this was on a Thursday, a lot of people don't work Fridays at this office).

Monday the contracting company that's handling this trial period sets up a meeting, with their hr. I'm not meeting snuff. Why. I need to fix this. I need to attend meetings. I need to meet deadlines. Im legit like no duh, if I knew what the issue was I'd of already fixed it. Im as frysty as anyone but sure if it makes you happy I'll say I'll do those things.

Then Tuesday I have the epiphany. This is stupid. Of course I'm not doing the work. The work is pointless from my perspective. It's not gonna prove I deserve the job. It's the same I've been doing for months that I was told was good enough only to find out at the last minute that actually no it wasn't? If course I'm going to struggle. There has been a massive miscommunication here!

So after talking it over with the SO to make sure I'm not crazy and to hash out what I want to say I set up a meeting with my boss. This was last week. Team lead is gone for fourth of july already. I explain my epiphany that if team leads wants me to prove I can do something he needs to give me work that will prove it. I accept I've had a bad few weeks, the trial has been extended a month and I'm ready to bounce back.

Except team lead is gone so I've got the same old work to do that Thursday friy. And I don't do it, I'm still not convinced it matters. We came back in the office on Tuesday. I own up to not having done that work yet but knock it out quickly that morning and start asking questions about my next task. Oh it's the same thing you've done before but on a new server, you need to select one different option when you do it... Oh..kay... Whelp it's gotta be done its a new server I convince myslef this will prove something to team lead and go knock it out. End of the day I swing by to ask a question and team lead had to leave early (it was a legit reason, had to take dog to the vet, but it's annoying at this point). But he didn't bother telling me this, boss has to tell me.

So Wednesday (yesterday) I come in and flounder, I still have the same old tasks. After luch i worj up the resolve to tey asking team lead what else I can do. I can knock out the tasks I have pretty quick. He'll have to find something for me. I don't hear back that day.

So here I am this morning, I'm fed up. SO thinks I should call team lead out to boss. I'm having a hard time with it though. Is it really his fault? Maybe I'm not pushing hard enough for more work? I mean haven't explicitly gone to his office and said give me more challenging work or else. Like how do I say that. At this point I'm struggling to complete the easy tasks I have, why would he give me something harder? But they themselves have said the receptionist could do what I do. I just. I don't want to even bother at this point...

[worldserasingandcreatinginmymind]

Enamoured | Part Two

Requested by anon: “could you write one where james mcavoy meets swedish y/n around micheal and his swedish wife and he’s enamoured. (also that he confuses her with an english girl because she’s got an english accent like me) xxxx”

“THIS IS SO CUTE I- I love it??? So much??? 11/10 would read a part two ooof I wanna read about these dorks on an accidental date in London SO BAD”

Summary: after being tricked into a ‘date’, James takes the reader on a tour of London

Pairing: James McAvoy x reader

Word Count: 1612

Warnings: very fluffy fluff

A/N: you guys requested part two so here we go, I hope you like it! As always, spelling and grammar are not my strongest skills so please be kind :)

Masterlist | Part One

- - - - -

‘have fun with James, don't do anything I wouldn’t do ;) xxx’

As you read the text from Alicia it sinks in that you’ve been set up. Your mouth falls open slightly in shock and you laugh to yourself, shaking your head. James turns to look at you, wondering why you aren’t following him. 

“Are you coming or…?” 

This may have been a set up but that doesn’t mean you cant enjoy yourself. 

“Sorry, yeah. No more distractions” you smile and drop your phone back in your pocket before catching up with him “where are we going first?”

“It’s a surprise” he winks playfully and you raise an eyebrow back at him.

He takes you to the nearest Underground station and attempts to explain all the different lines and zones, you both end up laughing as it all goes straight over your head. The underground system is complicated. When you get off he leads you up to Leicester Square and tells you stories of various movie premiers he’s attended there. You end up stood watching a street performer for a while until someone in the crowd recognises James and attention is turned on him and subsequently on you. When people start asking you personal questions and sticking cameras in your face he ushers you away from everyone and into a taxi. 

“Are you okay?” He asks quietly and you just smile and nod your head gently. He smiles back but you can see on his face something is bothering him. He doesn’t speak much for the rest of the short taxi ride until he asks the driver to stop. He pays him and you both get out, then James leads you into a small Italian restaurant. He waiter and James greet each other like familiar friends. 

“You want your usual table?” The waiter asks with a thick Italian accent.

“Please, thank you Mario” James responds and your lead to a candlelit table in a quiet corner of the room. 

Once sat the waited gives you menus and leaves you to decide what you’d like. Then you notice the prices on the menu.

“James, this place is expensive! I can’t-”

“Don't worry, its my treat” he cuts in

“No really-”

“My treat” he reaffirms and you sigh in submission

“Thank you” you smile

“No problem” he looks back at the menu for a moment then puts it down on the table and takes a breath. “I’m really sorry about what happened back there”

“Honestly don't worry about it, its fine”

“No it’s not fine for them to harass you like that. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do and I wouldn’t want to do anything else I just wish sometimes I could switch it all off. You know? Be a ghost, or invisible or something. Have a day off from being James McAvoy and just be regular James. Ugh you must think I’m such an ass”

“No, no I get it. And I don't think you're an ass. I like regular James.” You pause “James McAvoy on the other hand… now he’s a bit of an ass” you wink and James bursts out laughing. 

— — — — 

When you finish lunch James pays and you leave the restaurant together. James continues his London tour by talking you to the theatre district, where he points out the many theatres he has performed in. A small gasp escapes your mouth when you spot the posters on the wall of the Lyceum Theatre. James looks at you and follows your gaze to see the you're staring at the Lion King. 

“I’ve always wanted to see that show” you say dreamily and James watches you. The look on your face gives him an idea. He hooks his arm around yours and leads you toward the theatre. 

“wh-what are you doing?” 

“trust me” he responds and he leads you around to the stage door. He knocks and a guy opens the door. When he sees James his eyes light up.

“James!” He booms as he fist bumps him

“Hey Andy, is Julie in?” James asks

“yeah, come in” he holds the door open and gestures you inside. He leads you through some doors till you meet a dark haired woman who hugs James.

“Hey Jules, this is Y/N.” James introduces and Julie smiles at you “She’s here from Sweden and she really really wants to see your show… don’t suppose you’ve got a couple of spare tickets for today’s matinee?”

“hmm.. I’ll see what I can do. But only because it’s you” she smiles at James before hurrying off. A few minutes later she appears again holding two tickets which she hands to James “sorted. Enjoy the show guys” and she hurries off again. You turn to James, a look of shock on your face.

“Oh, my, God! You're amazing!! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!” You throw your arms around him and he laughs, hugging you back. You pull away and look into his eyes “really, thank you!” 

— — — — 

The show was incredible, although James found himself watching your reactions more than the show itself. The way your face lit up when you laughed, the way you smiled through almost the whole show and the way your eyes glistened when the show made you cry. He couldn’t help but reach out and squeeze your hand. 

“that was just, ugh, I have no words. No words” you say grinning from ear to ear as you leave the theatre together “thank you so much” 

“you know I think thats the 100th time you’ve said thank you” 

“101st actually” you grin “seriously I mean it, today has been the best day ever”

“its not over yet” 

As the day turns to evening you spend the rest of the day doing typical tourist things. You stand outside Buckingham palace where James tries, and fails, to make the guards smile. You visit Oxford street and look through the window of magnificent shops. You end up running around Hamley’s toy store together, playing with various toys until you almost get kicked out by one of the workers for plastic sword fighting but James bribes her with an autograph and a selfie. You finish the day with a moonlit walk by the side of the Thames before ending up back where you started at the bottom of the London eye. 

You turn to face each other. You're about to speak when James stops you. 

“don't say it”

“don't say what” 

“don't say thank you”

“why not?” You laugh

“because im not finished yet”

“but its late, surely we’ve done everything by now”

“there’s still one more thing we need to do” he smiles and points up at the giant wheel next to you. 

He leads you up to the entrance of the London Eye and you step inside one of the glass dome. Once inside you notice there’s a small selection of food and some glasses of wine waiting for you. 

“you cant say you’ve been to London if you haven’t been on the eye” James holds up his glass and you clink yours against it. You sit together on the bench in the middle of the dome, looking out across the contrast of the bright London lights against the dark sky. When the dome reaches the very top of the eye you stand up and walk to the edge, admiring the glittering city in front of you. James walks up to join you, putting his arm around you. 

“So, how did I do as a tour guide?” He asks.

“I think, you chose the wrong career. You’re a much better tour guide than you are an actor” 

James fakes hurt and you laugh, turning to face him.

“I’m kidding. You're amazing at both” you smile sincerely and lock eyes with James. He brings his hand up to your face. 

“I think you’re pretty amazing too” he smiles, before gently kissing you on the forehead. When he leans back his eyes flicker down to your lips. He leans in slowly, giving you chance to pull away but you don’t. His lips meet yours and you close your eyes as you kiss him back.

When the kiss comes to an end you giggle nervously, suddenly feeling like a blushing school girl, which makes James laugh.

“I think we should take a picture, I want to remember this moment” he says taking his phone out. He pulls you in with his arm around you and you both smile widely as he snaps a selfie, the lights of London in the background. 

Your ride on the eye comes to an end and James hails a taxi for you. 

“Thank you for an amazing day, you’re the perfect tour guide” you smile, and James takes your hands in his. 

“Well you're the perfect tourer… tour-ee? I don't know the word, but you get what im trying to say” he replies and you both laugh as he opens the taxi door for you to climb in. “text me when you're back safe yeah?” 

“will do” you nod and smile as he shuts the door. The taxi pulls away, leaving him standing alone by the road. A few minuets later a notification pops up on your phone. 

‘instagram: @jamesmcavoyrealdeal tagged you in a photo’

You click on the notification to see he’s posted your London eye selfie, with a simple smiley face emoji as the caption. You like the photo and put your phone back in your pocket only for it to buzz again straight away. You take it out to see a text from Alicia with a screenshot of James’ insta post.

‘oh my God tell me everything xxx’

[leniinero]

5:18am 1/23/2022 99 Luftballons-Nena Mood: Pensive **As a 15 some year user of LiveJournal, I tend to update my blogs here as such* I tried 4x to update this blog (see last post) and Im at half a mind to just start a new blog to keep more personal because as that was the original intention job nof this one, I've unfortunately let myself open. I can no longer continue to do that. But here I am.   I've been trying to be consistent with keeping this blog updated, if anything for posterity. I've been so busy attempting to work on my mental health and then with school and my hand I haven't had time to process that I've already been back home a month. It seems like less, but sometimes more. It looks and feels so different from when I left  7 years ago. I left July 2014 with a broken heart, no money, broken trust, and no stability. Of course minor work experience. I moved to Virginia with the only plan in mind was to finish school so I can go to college, my lifelong dream was either in NY or LA, I knew that, but for the time being I had to stay in VA, until I at least finished school and got some kind of tech degree. (about 2/3 years). Seems like something right? I did the opposite. On top of that, The support system I should of had turned out to be a dud and that's me putting it nicely. I didnt have anyone to talk to, turn to or confide in. I ended up paying therapy for nothing and had no stable place to live the entire time I was there. The only upsides I had was a little girl I met at a job I had named Layla and my dear friend Chloe. (Eventually I got my cat Nala, that was my only upside in the last few months I was there)   I left Virginia because I had no choice, I was living in a raggedy ass motel that's probably older than my parents surrounded by drug dealers,  ex-cons and trash. Guys, this is the part of my celebrity memoir that's gonna make it a best seller. On top of that, my landlord was an 80 something year old man who'd constantly sexually harass me and had me cornered in his room, in the kitchen and in well...everywhere and dont get me started on the bed bugs. I moved to Texas as a last ditch effort to get my shit together....and 3 years went by and all I did was become more depressed, raggedy and do nothing but work for nothing. Cause the money I made even with 2 raises was trash. Then they cut my hours for the dumbest reason (which I still dont believe) and I spent 4 months doing what? Working part time and never catching up with anything, I didnt even have time to organize my paperwork and properly explain before I left. They seemed genuinely sad to see me leave, yet since I've been gone they've been acting shady and claiming they dont owe me OT when they know damn well I used to come on weekends and stay after 5pm for like 2 yrs at least. I still havent gotten my last paycheck. And like I said, it's been over a month.   Cant even call the clinic. cause you'd think, a medical facility, would have their phones ON.    Ok, now Im mad.   I'll be back.  10:08am

[idjitlili]

Heat of the moment

Thorin x reader

As requested on quotev , by a lovely reader, they wanted more thorin so here you are.

Summary: you end up in middle earth , only to fall for the dwarven king.

N/o/p= number of pillows Chips= fries , we British here, plus in lotr Sam calls them chips so that's how it's gonna be. Fries are skinny chips. Word count:2673

It was a day in July , well night you had fell asleep in your bed in your room on your n/o/p ,nice and toasty. You had been dreaming about eating a nice bunch of chips , golden thick potatoes. They tasted like keanu reeves love in a potato. oh how you wish to real live that, but you were roughly awoke by something prickly poking you. "Five more minutes ,mummy /mommy/mama." You groaned as the thing stopped poking you, you felt rough ground stabbing your back as you rolled over.

You felt under you with your left hand to only to feel your mattress sheet not your mattress , and just your fluffy blanket you used in the summer instead of the duvet somethings. You slowly opened your eyes , as the bright light hit your eyes , causing you to groan again rubbing your eyes to make them focus. When you opened them again you were faced with a bunch of short men and an old man and an even shorter man. You look at them wide eye, as hatted dwarf held a stick that poked you they look at you in confusion some held weapons.

"Why are you in my room?!" You had almost shouted , grabbing a pillow holding it up in defence,you looked pretty bad,what you gonna do braid eachothers hair and have a pillow fight. Its only lucky that you had put your new pair of shoes in their box on the other side of your bed ,with socks so you could cherish them. Well be ready for the next day,to wear them inside.Little did you know would be travelling with these short men,due to the wizards say so. "uh,lass this is the forest." the short man with the stick and hat had spoken up causing you to gasp when noticed you were in a forest,and so was your bed,you could ony come up with answer to this mess...

"HElp! I've been kidnapped." you had shouted,remove your blanket pulling on your socks and shoes ,standing up,before you can run the majestic hair dwarf shouts. "circle her lads," and with that a barrier of short men surround you. You stood on your bedding ,luckily in clean shoes ,and your night clothes aka a strappy top,with your favourite tv show characters on it,and the shorts that come with,and yeah they are short. You were exposed by strange men ,and you didnt like that,your bust on show and yours ass if you bent over. Thats what she said.

You picked up your blanket ,placing the pillow down,wrapping it around you ,to cover youself. "what do you want from me?" you had spoke anooyed by the sitution,though the majestic man was quite the looker,if you were honest."your the only that fell out of the sky,what do you want?" A short ginger one had growled ,pissed off."what Gloin is trying to say is that we never touched you ,Dwalin was on watch when you fell ,we do not know how you didnt wake up from the impact." the shoretest man that reminded you very much of John waston from sherlock.

You didnt know what to think of the sitution ,then the man that was apparently a wizard spoke to you and the majestic man privately,saying that he was going to try get you home ,after you admitted you never had heard of Rohan ,or erebor or middle earth,concluding you werent from this world. So basically the wizard you know as now Gandalf is forcing this other dude who is a dwarf , a dwarf! Can you believe it? on this journey to reclaim his home ,he wasnt impressed but soon enough he agreed.

Gandalf had forced the company to stop at a small village :so he could buy you clothes,a tooth brush,cleaning supplies and womanly products,you had thanked him dearly. You now wore ,your small trainers with these legging pants and a tunic plus a coat but it was too hot for that right now,during the day anyways. Then you all were back on the road ,and you would have to share a pony with one of the dwarves,which ended up with you sharing with Thorin's youngest nephew.

It didnt take much for you to lift yourself up on the pony,well actually you just swung your leg up and boom you sat upon it as kili mounts behind you struggling a bit. "damn ,miss y/n those are some long legs." he had smirked from behind ,you felt like he was going to be doing a lot of flirting. "uh yeah ,puberty does that sometimes." you spoke gripping the rains of the pony lightly,as the company began to move.your coat in your new bag on the side of the pony hanging,leaving you in your tunic and pants,kili pushed at against you back,one arm around your waist.

"I would sure love to get lost in them." his grip tightened a little,as fili laughed at his brothers remark,your face screwed up."..uh...how long do dwarves live generally?" you questioned,to anyone in ear range. "around 200-250 years ,lassie." Bofur spoke up behind you ,you hummed in response. "and how old are you kili?" Thorin was listening in on the conversation as the whole company had went silent to hear it too. "77." he was confused at what you were gettingat ,he was a little scared even.

"right so the average human lives for 80 years ,right. So if you was to date or court me ,i'll be dead before you mature." bilbo laughed at you ,with some of the others. "what are you getting at?" he stated his face like pink with embarrassment. "if i was to get with any dwarf ,they would be older."you had smirked thinking of someone in mind,Thorin smiled to himself only Dwalin was able to see,he smirked at him,for Thorin to give him a look which almost told him to drop it. Which he didnt later he would tease him.

Thorin had grew to like you more than a member of his company,in the past couple of weeks ,as did you he was very attractive how could you not. Now you were in Rivendell,in which Elrond had supplied the company with food as he talked to andalf about you.It concluded he had no idea how this could happen and then later they would talk to lady galadriel about it. she didnt have a clue,except galadriel thought there was a reason you were brought to this world and you should carry on with the company.

After that you had been led to your room,which had a bloody bath,oh my you were so glad about. Once you had finish you had wrapped a single towel around your body,going to get dressed ,at this point it was late at night everyone would have been asleep by now.However before you could even dress,your bag was gone,with all your clothes ,and an elf had taken your dirty ones when you had gotten in the bath. You had no clue what to do,you would not go to sleep naked in the elves guest bed,not that they werent clean,youjust never know whos been in there or done what.

You decided the best thing to do was go wondering around until you found someone,just in a towel and your shoes,wet hair sticking to your skin ,making you shiver. Opening the beautiful carved pine door,quietly ,before shutting it behind you walking down the hall. It was more than cold out in the hall,your room had a fire lit by the same elf that took your clothes. In honesty you knew you have to go ask onee of the dwarves if they had a spare tunic or something;but that was an incredibly awkward and emabarrassing.If you went fili he would tell kili and then they would tease you,kili would tell everyone how those legs looked in just his tunic,you didnt want it to happen and you didnt want them laughing at you.

Thorin.

You felt like you could trust him,but you felt like if he saw you like this he would never like you back,and you had developed big feelings for him. Even though you barely spoke,he would check on you regularly not when the others where around,when bathing in the rivers he would stand watch, Apparently just incase you drown ,or the others especially his nephews tried peeking or you got attacked. Some how he would know when you got your period he take your watch ,lay hot stones in your bed ,he even made you tea.Dwalin would grin,knowing his bestfriend deeply cared for the human from another world. Damn Thorin and those thic-

you were so deep in thought you didnt notices a figure walk out thier door as you walked down the hall,causing you crash into them. You had lost grip of the towel ,only for the figure to pull you against them holding the back of the towel up,pulling around your sides. You gasped,scared the figure had seen your breasts,but their actions were so sonic speed they hadnt and you were pressed against their muscular chest. You had looked up to see Thorin ,your eyes had widened,you had taken the sides of the towel wrapping around yourself again ,as Thorin looked away. "I-im so sorry." you had spoken stuttering slightly,looking at the floor,before going to walk away,but Thorin had gripped your arm stopping you. "what are doing out here,y/n,in just a towel." he had asked sternly,he thought you were to no good,if you get me,and he was not impressed.

"uh..well.um I had a bath went to get dressed but my bag was gone,so it turns out they had told me that they were going to gift me stuff..but they  must have used it for my measurements,okay so I dont know.All i do know is I am search of something to wear,Its freezing." you spoke still not sure on your own words,it didnt seem right that the elves would take all your clothes. "stupid bloody elves,just leave you naked to freeze to death.I have some spare clothes if you need them." he hated the elves more that they had taken your belonging ,yet didnt he liked the way your hair fell once wet and the shine on your skin from the now cold water.

You had nodded eagerly ,he hadled you into his room,guiding you to sit down in the chair next to the fire,whilst he got you cllothes.He had came back with only only his dark blue tunic,handing it to you."I'm sorry ,my spare trousers are currents drying since kili decided to jumped on me covering me in mud like a dog." he spoke turning around allowing you to dress quickly infront of the fire,you let out a small giggle. "its fine,you have helped me so much,i would be laughed at if i had ran into anyone else. Doesnt matter what anyone else says you are very nice dude. thank you so much,goodnight." you had hugged him,he stood there a little taken back at your words hugging you back wishing you goodnight as you went back to your room.

He had watched you leave ,he like seeing you in his tunic,which only reached barely your mid thigh. He knew he wouldnt be sleeping soon,he was glad you bumped into him and not anyone else,he already thought you were beautiful from your personality but now you were bodacious.

In the morning your clothes still hadnt turned up,and an elf had knocked informing you for breakfast ,so you had no choice but to try sort your hair and go to breakfast in just a tunic and shoes.You looked like you were really at home and sorta a whore. Not that it was your fault at all. You had walked there crossing your arms looking down ,mulitple gasps were heard as you arrived.You had quickly sat down to the closest open sit which turns out was next to Thorin. "lass where are your clothes?"

"yeah you are practially naked."

"damn those legs bend over for me." kili had smirked saying the second,only to be kicked hard under the table by thorin ,who you sent a smile to him thanking him.

"treat her with some respect,shes not some bloody toy." Thorin had spat angrily at his nephew ,who looked down in embarrassment. "BAHAHAH YOU MUST  BE SO EMBARRASSED." You were tempted to say,pointing at him while laughinghysterically at him,sound like someone? yeah i would show you a picture but he stands to still I cant see him."im sorry ,miss y/n," he spoken sincerely towards you. "itsfine,dont worry about it." you had stated you were embarrassed by the sitution too.

After a few minutes Dwalin decided to break the silence,"lass where are your clothes,seriously?" he asked,he knew that wasnt your shirt.Damn the elves appart from elrond ,and Lindir looked at you in disgust. "uh well,I actually dont know,i got of the bath and then asked couldnt find my bag anywhere." you spoke looking at the fruits that sat infront of you,eating a piece of mellon. "oh miss y/n,i had an extra bag in mine and kili's room,i didnt know where it was from. I'll go get it,it must be yours." and with that fili rushed off to get it fpr you,soon returning passing it to as you place it on the floor. "thank you,fili.2 he had sent you a smile that reminded you deeply of seth rogen ,you couldnt help but picture him as seth rogen if you thought of him,you didnt know why.

And with that everyone was back to eating breakfast;oh what until someone questioned you again. "wait is that uncles tunic?" kili had questioned you ,causing a small blush to apear on your face,you nod going back to eating.Fili and Kili snickered,you looked up glaring at them wanting to know what was so funny. "did you happen to stay with him last night.?" and with that they burst out laughing again ,now with bofur.  "are you still tight about me not wanting you to get lost in my legs?hm" you had spoke annoyed ,causing bilbo to luagh,gandalf smirking at you.kili and fili stopped laughing,kili just blushed again. "nothing did happen,but I would mostly definitly enjoy having him in my legs." and with that you got up ,crouching down to grab your bag before heading to your to your room.

Only for Thorin to run after you,you were about to walk into your room,only to be smashed into the wall,lips pressed roughly against yours,you knew who it was from his beard ,and his strength. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist,as his hands cupped your bare bottom gently,before taking you into your room. In the end you did get a proper apology from kili and life was swell.

that was until,HEAT OF THE MOMENT 'rise and shine y/n' joking joking.

Turns out your purpose in middle earth was to save Thorin and his nephews,

idk what happened it went pretty shit.

[horansqueen]

You & Me : chapter 21

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

- notes: thank you for the comments and notes to those who still send them! it means a lot to me. i hope this chapter isnt disappointing!

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Chapter 21 : His chapter

NIALL

The way we had made love kept playing over and over in my head but what I was really obsessed with was how she looked, wearing only my shirt (not even panties), sitting in the couch as she ate the meal I had prepared. She had almost choked on the rice when something funny happened in the movie we were watching and I never really noticed how endearing it was... how adorable she was. Now that we had had sex a few times, I could see a bit clearer. I was still horny for her and was ready to go whenever she wanted to, but I could also realize the little things I had missed. The way her nose raised up when I teased her about her clumsiness, the way her face lighted up when she was excited (she would even sometimes make a few small jumps), the way she bit her bottom lip when she was trying not to laugh, and even the messy state her hair was in when she'd wake up in the morning. I could make a list of all the things she did that I adored and sometimes, I spent half an hour actually listing her cute behaviors in my head.

I knew she was busy these days and I didn't want to bother her but I couldn't help but sent her a few text messages through the days. She didn't seem to bother, she even answered me quite quickly, but on friday, she replied with a message that sort of got to me.

'Did you ever have a talk with Louis about the argument you two had?'

In fact, we had not and I knew that since a few days had passed, we were both calm now and could have a discussion without risking to jump at each other's throat. It was not like me to be violent anyway but Louis knew me well and he knew exactly on which button to press to anger me. I sent him a quick text message, inviting him over and got up to check if I had enough beer left for the night. My phone beeped and I chuckled at his answer that consisted of a smiley emoji showing his teeth and the words 'On my way' written with a few exclamation points.

I quickly sent Olivia a message to tell her about it and then licked my lips before pressing them together and typing something else.

'I miss you, petal, send a selfie.'

I waited about a minute and smiled when I saw the picture of her doing a pouty face with El and Julie doing the same behind her and I realized that Louis was either stuck with the 3 girls and was glad to escape to come to my place, or he was alone by himself at his house and I was saving him from boredom. Either way, it made me laugh and I hesitated but decided to send her an other message.

'Love that selfie but when you have time, you should send me an other kind of selfie 😏'

'😂😂😂 Perv!'

I laughed and put my phone away before rummaging through my pantry to find chips and candies and brought everything to the living room along with beers before the doorbell rang. I breathed in and walked up to it, opening it slowly only to see one of my best friends waiting for me on the other side. He shook his eyebrows and the left corner of his lips curled into an amused smile.

"Hey Neil." he let out, making me smile too. "Thanks for inviting me. Livi said I should bring you this."

He moved his hand up and I noticed he was holding two bottles, one of vodka and one of jack daniels, in-between his fingers. I chuckled and moved away to let him in, following him to the living room. He put the bottles on the coffee table and turned to me before we hugged each other.

"I'm sorry Niall, I should have told you."

"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have been so pissed about it."

We pulled away and Louis raised his eyebrows before rushing to the kitchen and coming back with two glasses. He poured vodka in both and handed me one before clinking his against mine.

"To neverending friendship." he let out, making me smile. "Nothing can break this bond yea?"

I smiled and nodded, licking my lips. "Yea."

We sat together and he opened a beer. I stared at him as he dropped the cap on the coffee table and leaned against the couch before turning to look at me. I didn't know if he was waiting for me to say something but I just grabbed my beer too and took a sip.

"I know I shouldn't have had sex with your ex girlfriend, Niall. " he pointed out after a while. "I just... we became very close, and it's the only way we found not to throw ourselves at random people in bars and shit. I mean I love my son more than anything in the world, but that wasn't planned and I didn't want something like that to happen again. I mean it was a baby, and it was good news, but it could have been something bad, you know?"

It didn't make much sense to me but I kept quiet, curious to hear all he had to say about that.

"It really just happened. The first time we did it she was... so sad. I had just learned that I was going to be a dad, and we both didn't know how to cope with that."

"Who had the idea?" I asked, surprised that those words even came out of my mouth and regretting them right after. I wanted to know but at the same time, i didn't.

Louis sighed but kept looking in my eyes. "Hers, I guess." he shrugged. "But also not really. It's complicated. She proposed it, changed her mind, and I insisted. She said It was the best way to stop hurting for a few hours and honestly Niall, she was right. Every time we needed to tone down the pain in the next few months, that's how we did it. It was a bad way to handle it I mean, we went to therapy later and the more we healed, the less we fucked."

Quickly, I swallowed my beer, emptying it and putting it a bit roughly on the coffee table before grabbing the glass and pouring myself more vodka. I could feel Louis' eyes on me as I took a long sip of it and he sighed.

"I'm sorry, Niall."

"I just can't believe you choked my ex girlfriend." I pointed out in a low tone. "You called her names. You made her moan and cum. But the worst of all, Louis, is that you became so close to her that you guys can just look at each other and know exactly what the other is thinking."

I didn't say more but I knew that it also meant that in bed, he knew exactly what she liked. He knew exactly how to turn her on, how to touch her to give her pleasure, how to make her shake beneath him. He had seen her in a vulnerable state that I wished I was the only one who saw. I wanted to be the only one to read her that way, whether it was sexually or romantically.

"You're her best friend now and I'm not." I mumbled. "I'm nothing."

I swallowed the rest of my glass, feeling suddenly my whole body on fire but I didn't know if it was because of anger or because of the alcohol. Perhaps, a bit of both.

"I won't lie to you, Niall. She's my best friend. She's my other half." he shook his head. "But it's just friendship. It means a lot, but we don't have romantic love for each other. The special connection we have is all about friendship. A deep one alright, but still."

"You don't get it." I scoffed, looking down at my glass as I felt myself get slightly dizzy. "She used to have that connection with me."

I felt Louis move on the couch and he got closer, still holding his glass but he waited until I looked up in his eyes to talk.

"No, what you had was stronger than that. The connection you two had, Niall, was stronger than what me and her have. And you're the one who broke it. It'll come back, I can feel it. But you're gonna have to work for it. She was hurt, and even if I know she loves you, she's so scared."

He took a pause as I let the words he spoke sink in.

"I don't think you realize what happened after you broke up with her, Niall. She was broken. She was like a zombie, numb and lost. She lost her boyfriend and her best friend at the same time. The person she loves the most in the world. You're still that person so... fight. And don't hurt her again because I swear I'm going to kill you."

"Did she date anyone else?"

Louis sighed and finished his beer before filling our glasses again. Waiting for his answers every single time I asked a question was driving me crazy.

"Yea, some girl she met I can't remember where." he shrugged. "It was not serious because we didn't..." he stopped himself and looked up in my eyes. "We didn't stop having sex while she was with her. I mean I'm not even sure they were official, I never asked and she didn't want to talk about it."

"So she never cheated on Dylan with you." I pointed out, suddenly a bit stressed.

"No. And I never cheated on El. With anyone. You know me." he let out firmly. "She cheated on him with you though, didn't she."

"I guess. From what I understand, he knows or something. I just don't know what to do to make her choose me. I've tried telling her how I felt and I made her many promises, but she doesn't trust me, so I'm getting drunk tonight trying not to think too much of my ex girlfriend riding you and moaning your name, or about her getting married to an other famous prick."

"Who's the prick? You or me?"

I smiled and chuckled low. "Both."

I thought he'd throw something at me but he just laughed and shook his head.

"Liv has her secrets but I feel like you have yours, too." Louis let out as we drank our third glass. "You two are gonna have to talk to each other before anything can be official between you."

I groaned. "Talking is all we do. I told her so many things I thought I'd never have the guts, or the chance to tell her. I don't know if she can handle finding out about who I was when she was not around."

"She can." he argued. "Besides, it must not have been that bad since nothing appeared online."

I chuckled. "I'm normally quite good at being private, so don't be so sure."

"I'm sure it's nothing that can't be forgiven. I mean she slept with your best mate and you forgave her, so." he laughed, making me groan again and grimace.

I heard my phone beep again and grabbed it only to smile when I saw her name on the screen. I didn't know why everything that was linked to her made me happy but I knew I was a bit tipsy anyway. I quickly lost my smile when I saw the picture she sent me and my jaw dropped.

'For your eyes only 😉' was written right under a picture of her.

"Jesus Christ."

My eyes roamed on her body and I felt my heartbeats accelerate. She was naked in front of the mirror and her free hand was hiding her pussy. I wanted her so bad that I had to reach for my cock to adjust myself, almost forgetting that Louis was there with me. I thought about touching her and groaned low until Louis hit my knee with his.

"You're fucking drooling, what is it?"

With difficulty, I took my eyes off of my phone and looked up at my friend who had an amused smile on the lips. I turned the screen off and cleared my throat, grabbing my glass and swallowing what was left in it as Louis started laughing.

"It's Olivia isn't it?" he asked, his smile growing. "What did she say? No wait, did she send you a picture? She's supposed to be with my girlfriend right now!"

"Well trust me, your girlfriend is not on the picture. She was not even in the same room."

"No fucking way, she sent you a nude!"

I opened my lips to answer something cheeky but was cut by the sound of my phone again, feeling my heart jump in my chest at the thought of her messaging me but I frowned when I saw who it was coming from and made a small grimace. I should have blocked Heidi's number but I normally don't do that because I'm not a bitter person. Still, if she was to message me too much, I'd definitely have to do something. I clicked on it and it's the message I saw first.

'Told you. Call me.'

I frowned more and scrolled down to see the picture. It was Olivia wearing a wedding dress. I had no idea where the picture came from and I knew that I should try to find details on the picture that would give me clues but all I could focus on was her. Something jumped in my chest but unlike what Heidi probably thought, it was not sadness that I felt when I looked at that picture. I was pretty sure Heidi had sent that to me just to hurt me or start something between Olivia and I but I didn't care. All I cared about was all the thoughts running through in my mind. She looked incredible. She looked so beautiful I felt like I was witnessing something I was not supposed to, as if I was the future husband and that I was not allowed to see her in her wedding dress before she walked down the altar. I felt myself tear up and brought my hand to cover my mouth, swallowing hard and blinking a few times.

I knew Olivia was not sure she was going to get married to Dylan yet and for now, it was enough for me. I also knew she had to go through with the wedding plan and even if it hurt, it was still legit. I could wait a few weeks, right? After all, she waited years for me and never gave up.

"Olivia was shopping for her wedding dress today?" I just asked, my eyes glued to the picture.

"Yea, she was going with Julie and El." Louis confirmed as I shook my head. "Are you mad?"

"Mad?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and looking up at him. "No, I'm just.. she looks amazing."

I turned my phone and Louis moved closer to check the picture before moving back and leaning against the couch again. I turned the screen to me again and sighed, closing my eyes and rubbing them roughly.

"So which picture do you prefer?" Louis asked with a smirk, making me roll my eyes.

"You want to know if my lust for her is stronger than my love for her?" I just asked. "The answer is no. I just feel a bit guilty for even seeing the one with the wedding dress."

"Who sent it to you?"

"Heidi." I replied with a grimace, making Louis roll his eyes.

"Never liked this girl. No idea what you saw in her. But she did that to hurt you, clearly."

"Well it doesn't, it just makes me want to..." I shook my head, searching for my words. "It makes me want to marry her."

With a chuckle, Louis moved closer to me again, his eyebrows raised in surprise and a small smile playing across his lips.

"Excuse me you said what?"

"I want to marry her. You know, have kids, live together, plan an actual future..."

"Who are you and what did you do with me mate?"

"Shut up!" I groaned before chuckling, throwing the untouched bag of chips at him.

He just caught it, opened it and took a handful of chips that he brought to his mouth.

"Yuh shoo tah uh." he muttered as I rolled my eyes, waiting for him to swallow. "You really should tell her." he repeated.

"I don't know how to tell her I love her anymore. I don't know how to prove to her that she's the only one I need and that I'll never break her heart again. That I will never leave, no matter what happens."

I knew I was getting drunk by the minute but I still grabbed my glass and poured more alcohol in it without checking from which bottle it was from. I drank it as I shook my leg, racking my brain to find a way to show her that I meant it. I jumped off the couch and felt suddenly dizzy and held myself on the couch, making Louis laugh.

"Mate, sit back down, you're drunk."

"Nooo no, I know how to make her realize how much she means to me!"

Louis frowned but I ignored him, rushing to my room and searching through a box of my old stuff. It took me about ten minutes but I finally found an old letter Olivia had written me when we were teens and brought it back, giving it to Louis with a big smile. I stood next to him with a large smile as he read it and finally, he looked up at me and chuckled.

"Okay she wrote you letters like that and you didn't know she was in love with you?" he just said with an other chuckle. "Mate, you need someone to hit you behind the head. I can do it if you want me to."

"No, Tommo. You don't get it." I grabbed the paper from his hands and turned it around, pointing at the bottom. "There's her name. In her own handwriting."

Louis frowned, then realized and finally, his eyes got bigger and he got up, grabbing both my shoulders and raising his eyebrows before shaking me slightly.

"Niall, you never ever wanted a tattoo in your life!" he pointed out. "Besides, you're drunk, no one will agree to tattoo you!"

"Oh but you know tattoo artists that will anyway yea? I'm counting on you!"

He stared at me for a few minutes and I brought my hands together in a way to beg him. He ended up rolling his eyes with a smile, making mine grow even more.

"Fine! But if you regret it tomorrow, don't you fucking blame me!"

I barely remembered anything, from the way the needles felt to the final result but when Louis drove us back home, he kept glancing at me. The window was down and the cool wind of the night helped me sober up. I still didn't regret it but I knew it was a possibility when I'd wake up. I'd deal with it in the morning though, I was getting a bit too tired to think about it.

"Did it hurt?"

"Not really. Perhaps I was too drunk to feel it." I replied with a shrug, leaning my head on the seat. "You think she'll realize how much I love her with that tattoo?"

"First off, you're gonna have to show her. It's super small, and it's in a spot no one can see unless you're naked I mean, why did you want it there?" Louis frowned before shaking his head. "Anyway, not the point. She already knows you love her. So do I think this tattoo will suddenly bring her trust in you back? No. But it'll definitely entertain her."

I groaned again. "Shut up."

"Hey, I'm just so happy I got to witness that once in my life. Pretty sure it's the only tattoo you'll ever get. It's an honor for me, thank you, Neil."

"I hate you."

He was right, I had chosen a spot no one could see, at the top of my thigh, near my stomach. I've never been a fan of tattoos and I couldn't find a place to put it that wouldn't be obvious and the only other places that people never see would have given her a very wrong impression of my intentions. I could feel it burn on my skin and unlike what I thought, It didn't make me feel weird. Louis was right, it was a very small tattoo, not worth writing home about, but everyone who knew me was aware that it did mean something.

Louis parked and we walked inside in silence but he stopped near the door and patted my shoulder gently.

"I think I'm gonna leave." he just said in a low tone. "Do you need help to clean or anything?"

I shook my head and grabbed my phone, checking her picture again and surprisingly, it was the wedding dress one. I pressed my lips together and Louis moved closer, his hand squeezing my shoulder this time.

"Do you want me to call her for you?" he asked in a gentle tone. "Maybe she'd want to spend the night here? I'll even give her a ride if she wants."

I looked at my friend and felt a wave of affection for him. Knowing he was there for me and that he cared made me feel better. When I broke up with Olivia, Louis had disappeared and he hadn't been much present until I ran into her again. Now, it felt like he was back in my life for real and I liked it.

"I don't know..."

I was not sure. I wanted her with me, and the craving was intense, but I didn't want her to feel like she had to take care of me again. Still, the thought of holding her in my arms was so hard it made a shiver cross my back.

"I started writing songs for a new album." I let out randomly. "All the fucking songs are about her."

Louis looked at me for a few seconds and sighed. "Tell her, Niall. Do it." He grabbed his phone and clicked on something before bringing the phone to his ear.

"Hey love, I'm with Niall right now and he really wants to see you." Louis looked up at me as I rolled my eyes and he smirked. "Why didn't he call you himself?" He took the phone away from his mouth and whispered to me. "She says you never replied to her last text message."

I closed my eyes, remembering the nude she sent me and let out a low curse word, feeling suddenly like an ass and hoping she didn't think I didn't enjoy looking at her naked.

"No darling," Louis continued. "He was too shy to call you. And he didn't answer your text because he was too busy jerking off to it."

I felt my heart jump in my chest and hit his arm a bit roughly but it only made him smile more. I closed my eyes and grunted low, hearing Louis say a bunch of 'Mmhm''s before saying goodbye and hanging up.

"She'll be there in half an hour." he sent me a satisfied smile. "I mean she said 15 minutes but, you know her."

I remained motionless for a few seconds, just looking at my friend, and finally, I brought him into a hug that he quickly answered. I moved my chin down, trying not to cry, and just closed my eyes.

"I know you love her, mate. And I think you two are soulmates." he admitted in a low tone. "Fight for it. Get her back. And then, never let her go."

[concertcs]

hey guys 🥰💌✨🥺💘🌈 it’s me again !! ur old pal hannah !  n this is my angel child tito <3 welcome to loving tito hours <3 

okay so before i jump into this, as a disclaimer i just finished finals week for a 17 credit semester so my brain is just like. tv static and evermore on loop. so if ur looking for an actually well-written, cohesive bio n stats n other fun stuff u can find that in my app which i did in fact write Prior to finals week !  okay on with the show !

okay so tito is the second child born to luis n angela rosario n the younger sibling of sebastián n tbh i know im biased but i love the rosarios sm 🥺 luis was an aspiring musician n angela worked 3 jobs to support them n they had a rly happy life together for a little while :/

tito first got into music when they were in first grade n their music teacher señora coco stayed after school to teach him how to play the piano n they loved it !!  luis was Thrilled bc he swore from the day tito was born tht they were destined to be a musician with him n thus began the dream of the two of them would be a successful father-son duo one day <3

spoiler alert: it did not happen 💔

(death tw) luis was killed in a drive by shooting when tito was 15 😔 n it was rly hard on them 😔 they stopped playing music altogether n definitely went through this moment where they likely pushed away Everyone bc so much of their grief manifested as anger 😔 (end tw)

it didn’t last forever !  but !  the minute that he started to kind of regain his footing, angel was like hey we’re leaving the city !! let’s go !! n tito was like no 💖 bc they wanted to stay in la and salvage what they could of their dad’s dream... so they did

they also went to community college !!  which was when he started to rly start to feel like himself again 🥺 but once they graduated they started working at this radio station to get their foot in the door n it backfired bc they’ve been stuck there for 3 years now... so sorry to them

the day that tito found the killer conclusions cd was actually their 3 yr anniversary exactly which was exactly as depressing as u think it is :/  so to cheer himself up they went to the thrift store for a blind date with a cd which was this tradition that his dad created for them when tito was little (ngl it makes me emotional i wrote a longer thing abt it in my app) n basically told tito that if you picked the most nondescript cd you can find then you’re not being biased n youre just letting the music find you 

and ofc !  as we all know tito’s fate is to get haunted by our fave ghost band !  and here we are !

so that’s the sparknotes version of his bio sdfkdjs here are the hcs i wrote in my app bc i think they say a lot abt him <3

so tito grew up listening to a lot of his father’s favorite latine artists, n luis’s favorite is .. ofc… ricky martin bc he’s from puerto rico and livin la vida loca is a bop !  but tito’s own personal favorite artist is selena. the first Real Song that they ever learned (as in not hot cross buns or twinkle, twinkle little star) to play on the piano was dreaming of you, which is one of his two favorite selena songs to this day. it’s tied with amor prohibido <3

tito loves to dance n they are absolutely shameless about it. they grew up watching their parents samba in the kitchen n he was immediately like Okay Me Too. are they a particularly great dancer? no ❤️ but that does not deter them n what they lack in technical skill they make up for in enthusiasm

very, very, very much a Disaster Gay with the emphasis on disaster. like he Does Not know how to talk to boys at all n gets very flustered n nervous when he does . especially bc i think this is a pretty recent development for them. as in like .. within the last 5 years n it probably took him a long ass time to work their way through bc like. they were a little busy trying to figure out their relationship with gender

which! speaking of! they always knew that they didn’t 100% connect with being a Boy, like… the same way that he could say that he liked green beans sometimes, or they only wanted pepperoni on their pizza sometimes, he only felt like a boy sometimes. it wasn’t that they felt like a girl the rest of the time, though. they just didn’t have the words to describe what they felt like the rest of the time — not until they took their first gender studies class at community college. finding out that there was a community of people who were like him was a huge weight off of their shoulder n also kind of marked the point where they could start figuring out their sexuality

i think tito has a very Cozy home but like .. they just embody a lot of coziness to me in general. he definitely has a lot of plants, n 100% of their furniture n decor are thrifted but he’s a cancer so we know tht means their home n making sure they’re comfy there is very important

tito is very very Very fiercely protective of his people n you have to definitely prove yourself in order for them to let you anywhere near his people. like when the ghosts first showed up they absolutely had to earn their trust before they would let anyone go near like.. allegro mainly. perhaps nocturne also had to win his trust before tito was like Okay with them being around the ghosts bc ksdjfds he’s a cancer at heart n has an unbearable amount of love to give

king of emojis tbh djfksdj i genuinely don’t think he knows how to send a text without an emoji unless they’re like.. actually rly upset.. but Usually big on emojis. every time that he gets the chance to say “no ❤️'' their soul leaves their body a little bit in excitement

tito’s favorite season is winter and every single year when it rolls around they’re devastated that it’s too warm in california for it to snow 😔 he’s never seen snow in his life but he loves it n is very determined to see it one day 

he’s a Can’t Drive gay 😔 but they grew up in the city so what do we rly expect from him? if we’re being honest with ourselves? nothing! instead they skateboard wherever they can n take the subway wherever they can’t <3 n is very jealous that ghosts don’t need subway cards

when they do happen to go on drives However they are the world’s greatest passenger seat dj .. n Yes it is a very elaborate radio show setup complete with regularly pausing for radio host talk show segments, calling in requests, and made-up giveaway games

they play the piano n the guitar n that’s all right now but i think he would Love to learn a new instrument they just never had the resources or the time 

speaking of music… it is definitely kind of on hold right now as far as actually performing But i think they definitely try to do little open mic night things when they can… perhaps he tried to push for the bar he works at to have an open mic night? idk <3 but even when playing music in public isn’t an option they’re always writing songs (or trying to) at home, usually in the late hours of the night after an evening shift at the bar 

i think tht he definitely still Does speak spanish but like. not as much with other people anymore after their dad passed away. partially bc luis was the primary person who spoke spanish w tito.. angela only spoke english.. so like once he was gone they didn’t really have a reason to speak it.. but Also even when he Does have a chance to i think it feels a little too much like it’s reopening the wound in a way tht tito just tries to Avoid

fictional characters tht inspired tito? julie molina kdsjfdsk <3 also miguel from coco n Honestly both julian And yadriel from cemetery boys

okay im so sorry for all the words <3 if ur still reading this thank u pls message me on discord let’s plot <3

[littleferal]

1. Where do you get your ideas? 2. How did you first get into Pedro? 3. Whose other tumblr should I be stalking a lot?

1. honestly they just come to me :’) and they always always shift as it goes. like i will have a singular thought or thot and i run with it. for example, all i had when i wrote trust exercises was butterfly position sex on a crate. thats it. then the whole helmet thing developed as i wrote it. i’m terrible for outlining fics, honestly i need to get better at that because it means all of my wips just have giant chunks missing out of them. but hey, it’s a learning process, i’ll get there :’)

other ones i’ve bounced off other people/been inspired by something someone else has done. like my current frankie wip hat trick is because of @scribbledghost and this post i swear imma get there with it. i’ve just about finished the ending, now to do the start...and middle :P

but if you’re needing help to get started on something try prompts? i have a collection here and these are the main ones i’ve used. when i just started i’d do my russian roulette where i’d literally roll a dice to decide on the prompt and then another for the character and i’d just make myself write called russian roulette cos sometimes it’d kill my creativity oopsies that’s where weightless came from and it’s my longest one shot!

my advice would be whatever idea you have, however small, to just run with it. seriously, lean into it! let it be bad, let it be a mess, just don’t let it die. you might be surprised by how much it grows :)

2. i think we can blame the mandalorian? cos i didn’t ever watch GoT and im a little ashamed to say he didn’t ping on my radar when i saw kingsman 2. and then i just straight up fell down a hole and haven’t gotten back out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ like he was in my peripheral before but now ^^’ woops. yeah this blog is baby, only been about since...july?

3. ohhh excellent, a chance to give a shout out!! :) @absurdthirst @fleetwoodmactshirts @qveenbvtch @scribbledghost​ @storiesofthefandomlovers​ @f0rever15elf​ @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa​ also jump over to this post for more!!

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[burnt-tomato]

[ Our Kingdom ]

==> Part 2 ( "His guard?" )

Perspective: 1st Person- Iwa's perspective

♤: Aye aye Part 2 be out already lol. I also apologize for every part being so damn short lol. Aight so in Part 2 we could see a part of their childhood in Iwa's perspective and revealing both Oikawa's and Iwa's future.

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Oikawa Tooru is a friend of mine whom I met when I was 7 years old. We met when I saw this kid who looked like he was lost, then walking up to me. He just ran up to me then asked my name. I was sure shocked because nobody just asks your name out of the blue, so obviously I didn't answer him, since despite him looking my age, he was still a stranger.

"I'm Oikawa Tooru, from the Aoba Castle."

What? Is he serious? This has to be a joke right? No. He looks serious. He looks worn out, was he running? Is he seriously the kid of King [ name ] Oikawa?

I questioned him about why he was outside. I knew clearly that it wasn't normal that a kid from the kingdom to be outside right now. My father always told me that the royal family wasn't allowed to step foot outside, unless a battle is happening. But then he mentioned 'sneaking out', which gave me other thoughts. It was then clear to me that all he wanted was to be free for once. So I gave in.

We soon got attached to eachother quickly despite only having a small amount of time a day. I've had numerous friends around the neighborhood before, but he was different. He looked trustworthy, guess that's what you expect from a kid from the castle.

My father has always been a knight, although he never told me from which kingdom, but all I knew was it was in Sendai. He was never home often, he mostly comes home on holidays. Actually, I've been thinking lately if when he grows old, will I take his place and serve whoever he's serving? I've never had the chance to ask him though. Whenever he's at home, I decide to put the topic aside since discussing it would probably be a waste of time.

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Years passed. Every time we met, he just seemed to grow and grow, not just his height though. Something inside of him grew that I just couldn't put my finger on. He does look alot mature and stronger nowadays despite his childish personality and actions.

"It's July next month, my birthday's coming up. The coronation is near.."

He's leaving. I tried not getting emotional about it to lessen his burden. His life must be tough there, I thought.

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The day ended end we separated without any words or emotional scenarios. I tried not to think too much about what'll happen after or what I'm gonna do now, I just kept thinking what's gonna happen to him or if I can find anyway to sneak in. My room was completely quiet while I was laying and distracted with things I wanted to forget. Although I did realize that there's nothing I can do to see him again-

"Hajime, let's talk for a while." My dad said while slowly peaking inside by the door.

"Oh? Dad I didn't know you came home already. Did you just arrive? Should I get something for you? Mom's out buying food so I'll take care of anything you need for no-"

"I'm going to retire soon."

What? Why? I only stood frozen trying to process what I heard. Why is he retiring? Does he not like his job anymore? But he's been doing this since he was 16..

"I'm growing old Hajime, but do you remember how I'm serving a king? Well.. that king has a son around your age going to be crowned next month on July. The king gave his throne because of his old age.. and because of my loyalty to him, I need you to serve his son as well. Ah- sorry, but the decision's entirely up to you though.. I understand that you don't want to do it. You have a bright future ahead of you and it's fine that you won't take my place."

"I'll do it."

I mean, it's hard to deny something like this. My father's really loyal to the king he serves. He's really loyal that he even agreed to stay by his side everyday. The only days he's been absent is during Christmas and birthdays, but sometimes he just sends us a package.

He said that he'll bring me to the castle next week. Once I take his place, he'll be staying home with my mother. I was still doubtful at first, but I figured that I should at least do this for him.

"Dad, what kingdom did you even serve? You never even told us."

"Mmmmm.. I served King Oikawa [ name ] from the Aoba Castle here in Sendai, Miyagi Prefecture."

What. Wait what? Are u fucvin serious right now? So basically the king I'm serving will be Shittykawa? This can't get any weirder. This is too much to be a coincidence.

On the other hand, this does mean that we can still hang out, right? Wrong. Oikawa's a king now and I'm going to be a guard serving him. We won't be the same as how we used to be. We used to be friends on the same level, but now it's a master and servant relationship. But at least I still get to see him though.

"We'll leave first thing in the morning on Sunday"

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What should I even wear? It's not like I have the uniform yet. Maybe i should just get something formal..

"Hajime, are you thinking about what to wear? Just get something formal like a suit and tie or something, we need to leave in 10 minutes."

I did what he said and stepped outside. All I wore was dad's old white uniform with a tie and dark gray pants. I didn't even bother to fix my hair but he doesn't seem to notice so I think I'm fine lol.

We arrived at the gate of the kingdom and holy crap it's huge. Dad walked over to one of the guards and talked to them, while I waited infront of the gate. As soon as he finished talking he walked back over to me and the gates opened. 3 guards accompanied us inside, but Oikawa wasn't in there. Tough luck. But who I saw wasn't Oikawa but 2 other males a bit taller than me and looks just about my age. One has a light brown that almost looks like pink-brown honestly short cropped hair with beady eyes and a bored expression, while the other had messy black hair and thicc thick eyebrows. Both men were talking to eachother while wearing a light blue undershirt and camouflage pants.

This is fucvin awkward. Im wearing something that looks like I'm attending school or going to work, while these 2 look like they're going to sleep lol. Speaking of that, why are they here?

"Hajime, these 2 are going to be with you during your time serving here." He points at the light brown- haired guy, "This is Hanamaki Takahiro," then points to the guy with messy hair, "And this is Matsukawa Issei. They're just your age so try to get to know them." Dad's making me socialize again, what the shit.

"I'm Iwaizumi Hajime. Nice to meet you."

"Sup." "Aye."

Eeehhh.. Who knew I'd be with people my age here huh.

The guards lead the 3 of us towards a room where we could pick up our clothes, while dad stayed at the main room. As soon as we were finished, we walked back and saw my dad talking to an old man with a blue robe hanging from his shoulders down to the floor and fancy clothes inside. I also realized that this kingdom's architectural design is very.. glassy.. like crystals and stuff.

"Your majesty.." my father spoke to the old man with a bow.

Shit. This is the king? Okokokokok don't panic just, greet him like how your father did..

And I failed. I got too much pressure and ended up freezing up. Just a sec. Normally royal families wear crowns, but he isn't. He has this metal crystal like halo that goes around his forehead, and is attached to his ears. His boots also have a metal crystal like pattern going up from the bottom of his feet to his knee.

"Ah. So these are the gentlemen you were talking about Sir Iwaizumi. I say they do look responsible and dependable." The king says.

Well yes but actually no.

"Oh and boys, have you gotten your clothings yet?"

"Yes your highness." We all say in unison

"Good good. I'll have some people to wash them now so you can wear them tomorrow."

Matsukawa kicks me softly in the heel. "What about tomorrow?" He whispers. "How should I know??"

"Tomorrow is the coronation for my son Oikawa Tooru. I expect you all to be able to show me how worthy you are to be his guards."

"Yes!"

Makki, Mattsun and I walked over to an open hallway. We all chatted for awhile to earn each others trust.

"I wonder what this Oikawa Tooru guy looks like.."

"Probably like his father though.."

"He's strong and brave. He's an amazing person and will be an outstanding king, though he does have a bad personality.."

They were silent.

Shit. Did I actually blurt that out? Fuck fuck fuck-

"Of course idiot, that's why he's going to be king. Those are common facts already. Although weirdly specific."

So tomorrow's the coronation huh.. I'll get to see him again huh.. why am I not exited at all? A friend who I thought I was gonna lose will appear tomorrow.

Oh right. That's because he's a king and I'm a guard. We won't have the same relationship we used to have. It wouldn't be the same. We won't be able to play, hangout or talk as friends. It'll be master and servant.

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"Oh? Iwa-chan?"

A familiar voice jolted you.

Wait...

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Intro

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

[hopewritcs]

dancing in the kitchen. nine.

pairing: romantic steve x reader, familial dustin x reader

word count: 1.5k

summary: without giving too much away: the reader is y/n Henderson, Dustin’s older cousin who’s staying in town, due to some family issues. takes place soon after s2.

note: sometimes i laugh because this fic is set during the new year and we’re in july.  which makes me feel lowkey bad about it.  but also ? wild.  i still love this one.  this is the final chapter ! with an epilogue to follow ( skipping ahead a few months ).  thanks for all the support, y’all have meant everything to me while writing this fic.  

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Steve had called Y/N every day since their kiss.  He’d been dragged away for a family holiday, but had made sure to call the Henderson house every night he was away.  The first couple of times Dustin answered the phone.  

“Come on Steve, it’s not like you won’t see her soon.  Don’t you miss me too?”  Dustin had asked once.  

“Of course, dude.  But can I talk to Y/N?  Please.”  

After that, Dustin had given up answering the phone at all, knowing it was likely Steve calling for his cousin.  He did, however, take to calling them “mushes” from the top of the stairs any time he heard the pair on the phone.  He claimed it was gross, but he was happy that his cousin was genuinely happy.  Dustin may not know what brought Y/N to Hawkins, but he was glad it seemed to weigh less on her shoulders now that she had Steve.  

Finally it was New Years Eve and everyone was gathered in the Henderson household.  The parents were over at the Wheeler’s place, but instead of spending the night in the basement and being called up at midnight, the kids decided that spending the night at the Henderson house, with the teens, was a much better idea.  

The party was in full swing, everyone having shown up early.  They were all going to spend the night too, sleeping bags set up once again on the living room floor.  Reminiscent of the weeks prior when they had spent the night there as well.  It made Y/N happy to see everyone laughing and mingling around.  

Steve had been the first to show up, bringing in tow Lucas and Max.  He immediately planted himself at Y/N’s side while she prepared snacks and offered to help her out.  But he proved to be more of a distraction than anything else.  Earlier, while she had scooped out cookie dough into perfected small bits to put in the oven, Steve had taken it upon himself to grab a spoon and taste the homemade dough.  

That had gotten him kicked out of the kitchen and banished to the living room with the rest of the kids who had shown up by then.  They laughed, teasing him for getting kicked out of the kitchen by his girlfriend.  When Y/N heard that, she felt a blush creep up her neck, pattering her face with heat.  

Girlfriend.  

Not that she’d forgotten.  The night was etched into her memory, dancing in the kitchen to the mixtape with Steve.  But it felt like it had been so long since she’d seen Steve that she could have convinced herself she’d dreamt up the whole scene.  If not for the multiple phone calls, and the ache of missing him, that is.  

With snacks set out around the house, chips and such on the coffee table in the living room and the baked goods Y/N had made resting in the kitchen, everyone was settling in, getting ready to count to the new year.  It was still a few hours away, and the kids were deciding what they were going to do until close til midnight.  

It was just the kids and Steve that night.  Y/N had spent a good portion of the night before attempting to convince Nancy to come by with Jonathan, but her friend explained that they already had plans.  

“But I expect to hear everything about you and Steve when I see you on the first day of school in the new year.”  Nancy had said.  

“You wouldn’t have to wait so long if you just came here tonight!”  Y/N countered, huffing softly.  She had been looking forward to spending the time with all of her friends, not having expected Nancy and Jonathan to go off and do their own thing--even if it was a warning she’d gotten a couple of days prior when Will had been hanging out with Dustin.  

Spending the evening curled up on the couch at Steve’s side?  That definitely made up for any feeling of disappointment from not having her friend there too.  

The minute that she finished cutting up the brownies onto the platter, Y/N had settled into the living room and curled her feet up onto the couch, leaning into Steve’s welcoming arms and grinning when he kissed the top of her head.  

She’d forgotten all about the kids sitting around the coffee table until she heard Dustin speaking.  “So they got together on Christmas Eve Eve.  Who does that make the winner of the bet?”  

“Me.”  Will said, and then Mike was grabbing a couple of dollars from his bag, supposedly the betting pool, and handing it over to the other boy who happily pocketed the change.  He already knew he was likely going to spend it on something for the group anyway.  Something they could all share.  

“Still can’t believe you bet on us.”  Y/N hummed, shaking her head as she looked at her younger cousin.  

“And I still can’t believe I didn’t win.  Guess we’re both going to be disappointed, Y/N.”  Dustin said, shaking his head as he shuffled the cards that they had been playing with.  

Y/N scoffed, “How were you supposed to win if you didn’t even tell us about the bet?”  

“Would you have made it so I won?”

Steve and Y/N looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, “Probably not.”  they decided, looking back at Dustin who had had a look of hope on his face until they told him that.  

“Well that’s just rude!”  

“Fair’s fair, Dusty.”  Y/N said, tugging Steve’s arm and bringing him to sit down beside her on the floor where the kids made room for them.  Dustin still wore a look of slight annoyed betrayal on his face, but shook it off after a nudge in his side from Lucas.  “So, what are we playing?”  

Time passed with laughter and jokes as they played a couple of different card games.  But closing in on midnight, they turned on the television and put on the ball drop live from New York City.  

“What’s it like there?”  Lucas asked, turning to look over at Y/N.  

“Did you ever go there for the actual ball drop?”  Max chimed in, turning around too.   

“Is it as cold as it looks?”  El asked quietly, turning to peer at where Y/N was sitting.  She was almost always soft spoken, and Y/N turned to look at her first.  

“Colder sometimes.  Once there was a snowstorm and I was walking home to the brownstone and I tripped and fell face first into a pile of snow on the sidewalk.”  Y/N explained with a light chuckle, shaking her head as she spoke.  “But, yeah, I went to the ball drop the first year we were in the city.  All of my school friends were like you gotta go, we gotta go, it’s gonna be epic. But in reality it was just this big old party and I would have rather been home curled up with some of my friends watching movies,” probably sneaking some of her parents stash of booze, but Y/N wasn’t going to tell the kids that, “and maybe checking out the ball drop on television.”  Y/N hummed contently as she spoke.  

“I’d like to go to New York one day.”  Will said softly, mostly sounding like he was talking to himself.  

“Maybe when we’re older we could do a road trip there.  That could be fun.”  Dustin nodded, nudging Will with his arm to show him he heard the comment and that he would like that too.  “I’m sure Y/N and Steve would chaperone us.”  

“Oh yeah, let’s tell your parents.  Hey, we’re gonna take the kids on a trip to New York City.  Y/N and I are going to be with them the whole time, just a road trip away.  I don’t think they’d go for it.”  Steve’s laughter bubbles in his chest, echoing against Y/N’s head, since she had been leaning against his chest.  

“They’d totally go for it.  Mom trusts Y/N completely.”  Dustin spoke assuredly.  When a grunt of questioning came from Steve, Y/N laughed softly and looked at her cousin.  “Oh, yeah, and Steve too, definitely buddy.”  Dustin flashed a bright grin at the pair, turning back to his friends and speaking excitedly about whatever possible New York City plans he could come up with off the top of his head.  

“Guys, the countdown’s starting, shut the hell up!”  Max said, slapping her hand on the coffee table to get everyone’s attention to the television screen lighting up the room.  

All the voices were pounding, shouting out as the countdown began. 

10 .... 

9 .... 

Y/N grabbed a hold of Steve’s hand, intertwining their fingers as she looked up at him.  

8 .... 

7 .... 

He smiled back down at her, both of them ignoring the continued countdown of everyone else. 

6 .... 

5 .... 

“Get a room!”  Dustin called, tossing a pillow at the pair.  

“Shut up Dustin!”  the other kids called back to him.  

4 .... 

3 ....

Steve kissed Y/N’s forehead and cheek.  

Y/N leaned up, about to kiss him lightly when,  

“You’re supposed to wait until midnight to kiss, buddy.”

2 ....

1 .... 

And they kissed.  

And for the moment, it really felt like everything was going to be alright.  

[holystms-blog]

(     allowing  yourself  to  drown  in  others  for  the  sensation  of  being  wanted  ,  uncontrollable  giggles  laced  in  peach  flavored  vodka  ,  sun  kissed  skies  melting  into  crazed  oceans    )     *    ╱    hey  ,  was  that    azura  chesky    i  just  saw    ?    yeah  ,  i  heard  they’re  a    twenty    year  old  and  studying     performing arts  and  that  they  live  in    apollo    .  you  might  be  able  to  recognise  them  by  their    simple  shaped  diamond  necklace  that  sits  between  her  collarbones    ,  but  people  around  campus  describe  them  as    perspicacious    but  also    impetuous    ,  which  i  guess  makes  sense  since  their  mbti  test  showed  up  as    esfp - t    .  their  reputation  would  be  completely  ruined  if  people  found  out  that    out  of  anger  ,  she  stole  her  father’s  lamborghini  and  purposely  crashed  it    ,  but  let’s  keep  that  between  you  and  me  …  for  now  .    +  madison  beer  ,  cisfemale  ,  she  and  her  ,  sophomore  .

im super scattered brained nine out of ten times so please bare with me .. hi hello, im gianna !! and like im basically trash in human form !! okay maybe too harsh but when it comes to introductions?? trash is an understatement. im not the best with laying things down from start to finish ( again im a mess ) and it kind of makes my muses seem like they’re a big ole mess ( which they are but thats not the point asddj ) anyway, this is my angel face azura .. i almost named her azula from avatar: tlab but i decided i did not want to be harassed ! if you want to find out a little more about her please keep on reading ! this muse was purely brought out by cassie from euphoria so !! 

𝖎. 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖘

full name : azura josephine chesky

nickname(s) : az, zura, zuzu, aj

birthday : july twenty third

zodiac : cancer

moral alignment : chaotic good

gender : cisfemale

pronouns :  she and her

sexual orientation : heterosexual 

romantic orientation : heterosexual 

height : five ft five

language(s) spoken : english, greek, and spanish. 

title(s) : the baby doll, the benevolent, the halcyon, the reveller.

character inspo : cassie howard, lexie grey, kira yukimura, lara jean covey.

written aesthetics :  allowing  yourself  to  drown  in  others  for  the  sensation  of  being  wanted  ,  uncontrollable  giggles  laced  in  peach  flavored  vodka  ,  sun  kissed  skies  melting  into  crazed  oceans, soft footsteps on hardwood floor as birds chirp, sunkissed skies that bleed into crazed oceans, hushed moans lingering in the air, hickies on faceless bodies, pearly whites capturing glossy lips, a cool breeze dancing on your skin as you ride in the passengers seat the three in the morning, finger tips tracing fuzzy blankets, breathtaking melodies sitting on your ears, baby pink acrylic nails, the sweet scent of vanilla. 

𝖎𝖎. 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞

to lurking eyes the brunette tends to catch ditzy vibes and shallow tendencies, her major painting her in an self absorbed , “ you want to be a musician? wow shocking ” light. and usually labels such as those, tend to hold some kind of truth. for why would they occur if not? but when it comes to azura, there’s more that meets the eye. she is ebullient in human, is devoured by an ocean of light heartedness and good intentions . 

she this energy that makes you want to lose yourself in her, the power to make your existence seem to meaningful. around campus, she can be spotted in an sea of her fellow cheerleaders, chatter falling from their lips. and at night, you can hear her giggles laced with peach vodka in the air , the sound itself intoxicating. people themselves declare that she herself is intoxicating, suffocating . her hands wrapped around your throat suffocating , but for some odd reason you cannot help but fall in love with the sensation . 

her father used to shake her head at her, tell her she was nothing but trouble and sometimes, she did not deny the title. she made a mess of things, a mess of people. unintentionally , but regardless of her good intentions the mess was still there. 

she is someone who believes in protecting their heart, their soul, and their energy.. but it is only because she loves too deeply, too passionately. and it induces fear. fear that she’ll be touched with love and then left. and it’s the way she loves people, the way she cares that fuels the fear. 

she’s the type to give and never expects to receive. embraces the opportunities she’s given. 

she is sweetness, a girl dipped in honey. romantically or platonically, she will make you her world. and while her unpredictableness moodiness might cloud her pure heart, she always tries to rise above things.. 

her carelessness along with her obliviousness can twist her words, but azura wants to do nothing but grow and bloom. her ambitiousness earning her the titles of more things that she can count, her not so bright moments earning her the talk of the campus. 

she feels deeply, craves meaningful connections and sinks into an ocean of darkness if she feels she lacks them. she’s bold in everything she does, but can sometimes hide her feelings to avoid pain and/or anger. 

she can be jealous, has trust and abandonment issues rooted so deeply she does not know where she begins and they end. she’s affectionate, has a mindset of loving life and the people in it. she loves love, feeling important, and tends to lose herself in others to grasp the sensation. 

𝖎𝖎𝖎. 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉

high school sweet hearts are presumed to crash and burn, their memories being one that are filled with bittersweetness. their future ending with holes in their heart and pain laced within their memories ; azura’s parents were had thought to beat those odds, falling even more in love in college then they dud in high school.. the two graduated times two before settling down and starting a family.. having three beautiful children, azura being their youngest. they were close, all of them. her siblings feeling more like home then people she was forced to be around because of the same blood running through their veins .. her parents being her world, best friends. and despite there being no favorites in her head, she was a daddy’s girl from the moment she was old enough to let the words dada fall from her lips. they were the picture perfect family, and then one day her dad decided they weren’t enough and started sneaking around with his assistance. it was an lustful love story, her father and his mistress being the characters and azura being the reader .. his secret sat in her, guilted her, clawed at her skin for six months . his pleads that he’d come forward, cut the ties being the only reason she kept her mouth shut.. she trusted him, and he betrayed her. instead of confessing, he took off.. moved on, started a new life, and replaced not only his wife but his three children. the loving environment the chesky children were brought up on shifted. her mother fell into this black hole of not being good enough, her only sense of sanity being at the end of an bottle.. she put a facade on during the day, but at night she was an monster of an women who’s coping process began with not being able to look azura in the eyes, nor even acknowledge her unless she was degrading her. her father ghosted her, never answering calls or messages. never stopping in to see her.. and the only people she had left was her siblings, but they could not stay with her forever.. azura made it her mission, from the minute her father left at sixteen years old . that once she graduated, she would run .. escape the four walls that give her nothing but misery and pain and never look back.

𝖎𝖛. 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

( im going to write out a long detailed page but for now .. )

platonic soulmates, childhood friends, friends who drifted away, family friends, cousins on either her mother or fathers side, first love, classmates, friend group she’s inseparable with, ex best friends, ex lovers, friends with benefits, teammates, study buddies, neighbors, someone who broke her heart, college roommates, someone she uses for sex, someone who uses her for sex, bad and good influences, a confidant, her ‘mom’ friend, tutors, friends with lingering feelings, close friends, friends because of shared classes, sibling like friendships, love/hate friendships !! 

[lesbeet]

hi! I saw u said u were going to be an english teacher and I'm in my first year of university studying English lit. I was wondering if u did any teaching assistant work or got any experience in teaching whilst at uni? and if you did how did you find it? I rly think teaching might be for me but I'm kind of not confident lol n the thought of actually pursuing is a bit intimidating to me bc im so shy.

so i do have a fair amount of like informal and unofficial teaching experience, all of which i gained between finishing my undergrad and beginning my masters (i did an online program that allows you to progress at your own pace, so it took me 6 months to do my undergrad which i finished in feb 2016, and i started my masters this past july and will most likely have it done by summer of 2020, and i hope to be student-teaching for real this time next year [NO EVIL EYE]

between the two programs i spent over a year as a substitute teacher in the schools where my parents teach (my mom is a middle school sped teacher and my dad is a hs science teacher), i spent a year teaching english in israel and just got back this past june, and i work as a sunday school teacher (and also staff the testing center at my dad’s high school)

but i’ll still have to student-teach and everything, like i said hopefully this time next year [NO EVIL EYE!!!!!]

i totally totally get being nervous about it bc of a lack of confidence - literally anyone who knows me well will tell you i have like the lowest self-esteem of anyone they’ve ever met lmao i hate getting up in front of people, i hate making mistakes in front of people, etc

but kids are kids. i teach 5th graders in sunday school, work with high schoolers all day, taught 4th-6th graders in israel, subbed for all grades between 7-12, and before that was a camp counselor for kids from grades 6-11. they’re all different, but they’re all kids!

not in the “kids aren’t real people” way, but in the sense that you, as someone older whose brain has finished developing and are in a different stage in life, have more knowledge and experience and perspective, meaning you can’t take their judgments as objective facts! 

it always sucks when kids don’t like you or don’t listen, but it’s so important to remember that it’s not personal. think back to your own behavior when you were a kid, and the behavior of other kids you knew, think of what they were going through and why they acted the way they did, and how their teachers might have perceived it without that context

sometimes they really are just shits, or are really judgmental, or cruel, or uncooperative, or disrespectful, etc, and there’s not a whole lot you can do about it other than try your hardest not to let it negatively impact the other students

but sometimes that can clue you in that maybe the kid is struggling with something, and showing a little bit of sensitivity might encourage them to open up to you or, at the very least, not feel the urge to take it out on you because you were kind to them

once you really start to internalize that (and it’s not perfect, some days it’s really hard for me not to take everything as a slight against my personality or my teaching abilities, esp with rejection-sensitive dysphoria lmao) it becomes easier to be yourself in front of the students, because they intimidate you less

it’s like that thing they say about bugs and whatever about how “it’s more afraid of you than you are of it” that totally applies to most students, and some of them act on that “fear” by acting out almost preventatively so if you ever call them on something they’ve done they’ve already decided they don’t care about you, so it won’t hurt them and they won’t have to take the critique seriously bc they can blame it on you being shitty because they don’t like you

honestly just think back to your favorite teachers, the traits they possessed that made you like them, trust them and their judgment and knowledge. it could just be me, but i loved the ones who were human. i had some who kept pretty much their entire selves from us, they were 900% prim and proper and professional at all times, and most of the time they were competent teachers. but i never developed relationships with them, which meant i was pretty indifferent to them, or i flat-out disliked them.

i loved the teachers who had a sense of humor, who were open and honest -- not even necessarily about their personal lives, but explaining their thought processes, telling us when they made a mistake about something so we understand adults make mistakes too -- it just humanized them to me and made them into people i wanted to listen to, people i trusted, and i was always more engaged in those classes 

it’s definitely scary, espeically when youre shy! but, like also it just gets more and more true the younger you go with grades, elementary school kids won’t judge you at all, middle schoolers will but they wont be as harsh, are easier to please, and are more obvious than high schoolers about showing that they still need you, high schoolers will be the most judgmental but will also form the deepest connections and make conscious decisions to perform well for teachers they like

i’m high right now so literally i don’t even know what i just said basically but it’s true, i hope it made some sort of sense, please be a teacher!!