#Thanks for the ask!!! This bingo thing is super fun and I hope I get more

[icechippies]

for the bingo ask thing:

Barnaby B. Beagle

Ok so I love Barnaby as a character but we would not get along irl

I don't like how he makes fun of Julie's joke and then tells Home how bad it was, that was just a dick move. He also antagonizes Frank a bit and chases Eddie. But also he's Wally's best friend, he's funny, I'm usually amused whenever he's on screen (or on audio ig), and I would be horribly upset if anything happened to him. I want to bite him but idk if that's a /pos or a /neg kinda biting honestly

[espinosaurusrexex]

*intensely thinking of final answer*

*game show waiting music*

I think I'm going with miscommunication with Bucky.

*presses button to log it in*

*game show celebration music* congratulations! You have a Bingo!!! 💗 This was fun. I'm hoping it counts as Miscommunication because, technically, it's only one-sided. But I loved it so much I had to write it. Anyway - enjoy! 🥰

summary 'cause it's a little longer: You’re the new recruit with mind-controlling abilities and Bucky hates it. But after avoiding you for a while and being responsible for several dangerous situations because of it, Bucky is asked to resolve his issues with you. He’s not amused, but amazing things can happen when people are trapped in elevators and it makes Bucky realize that, maybe, you’re not as awful as he thought.

Miscommunication (Bingo Game)

!BINGO ASKS CLOSED!

BuckyBarnes x Enhanced!Female!Reader

word count: 3.3k

warnings: enemies to friends (for now?), grumpy!Bucky, angst, swearing, sassy reader, arguing, and me trying to be funny

“Can you make people cry?”

“Sometimes.”

“What about making them dance real good.” Another man chimed in. You remembered him introducing himself as ‘The Falcon’.

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“Are you a good dancer?” You smirked. 

“Is that a challenge?” He raised his eyebrows. 

“What about farts, can you make people fart,” The ant guy asked with enthusiasm. 

“I... I haven’t tried that yet.”

“Well, it would be a great prank.”

“I guess?” It wasn’t the weirdest thing you’d been asked before - you’d never forget that day your niece brought you to school for your magic talent... kindergartners asked the most unexpected questions. But hearing them from an adult was still a little unusual. 

“So you can just make people do things?” The youngest of the group asked.

“Pretty much.”

“How?”

“It’s hard to explain.”

His eyes lit up. “Woah, so you could make Mr. Falcon go and get me a bowl of popcorn right now?”

“Careful, spider boy.” The man - Sam, you believed - warned. 

“I could, yes.”

“I’ve never had this much power!” Peter rubbed his hands with a bright smile - his name was easy to remember with all the questions he fired at you.

“You still don’t, kid. Keep it down a little will ya?” The goatee man tapped his shoulder with the twitch of his brow. 

“Oh, yes Mr. Stark. Sorry, Mr. Stark.”

“Tony,” he corrected.

“Right. Mr. Tony, sir.”

You’d been here for thirty minutes and everyone was all over you. You didn’t mind, really. On the contrary, you enjoyed that the people you would work with were actually interested. Well, all except for one. It didn’t go past you that one person had been watching you from the corner the whole time, not losing a word, simply staring ahead broodily with his arms crossed 

“Alright, everyone,” Tony clapped once, “last question. I still have to show the rookie the rest of the compound.”

“Oh me, me, me!!!” Peter raised his hand and almost picked Tony’s nose.

“Barnes, do you have anything? You’ve been awfully quiet.”

“I don’t need to know shit, Stark.” The brunette pushed himself off the wall, revealing a couple more inches to his height you had not noticed before. 

“Don’t be rude, Mr. Barnes,” Peter pouted; he seemed to be adoring you already. 

“I’m not rude. It’s just a stupid power that no one needs. It’s fucking dangerous and shouldn’t be part of the Avengers,” he exclaimed and proceeded to leave the room, making you feel a little sad and the rest of the team look baffled. 

“Well... okay.” Tony turned to you, rolling his eyes as Peter’s desperate noises reached his ears again. “What’s your question, Peter?”

“Miss, I don’t think your power is stupid. It’s super mega awesome and I seriously wish I could tell Flash about it, he would be so jealous!” You laughed. 

“The question, kid.”

“Oh, yes... can you make animals talk?”

-❁-

That had been about four weeks ago, and Bucky had been avoiding you ever since. He had heard what you could do the first day you got introduced, and thanks to Peter he had more than enough knowledge about how vastly your power reached. 

Mind control. That was the fucking last thing they needed on the team. How fucking ridiculous. Bucky didn’t want to have anything to do with it, or you for that matter. It was enough that Wanda had the ability to read minds, he didn’t need someone controlling them on top of it. 

So Bucky didn’t like you or your power or the danger that came with it, and he put a huge amount of effort into showing you his disdain. When you entered the room, he stood to leave. When you were assigned on a mission together, he tried to switch with someone else - earning him weeks worth of laundry duty for Sam and dishwashing chores for Nat - but that was worth it. And when he wasn’t able to, he communicated with you as little as possible, earning a couple of scoldings from Stark and Fury for not warning you of threats in time - but really, nothing bad ever happened, so Bucky didn’t know what the problem was.

And soon, much to Bucky’s relief, you started reciprocating the hostile behavior he displayed toward you on a daily basis.

Constant bickering, dangerous situations, and death stares were your new M.O. but Bucky knew it only meant for you to finally back off. Because you had tried to be nice to him in the beginning, and Bucky felt a little bad for making you sad, but it was nothing to how sorry he would be if he ever let you in. 

A gunshot sounded through the crackly speaker.

“Fuck!”

Followed by a round of grunts and hits of which a fair amount landed in Bucky’s ribs and face.

“Oh right, there’s a hostile headed your way. Sorry, must’ve slipped my mind. I’m a little ‘careless’ at times.”

Yep, that one had hurt. But he’d rather pack a punch than retract his comment about your being careless. Because that’s what you were - or rather your ability. Careless and dangerous.

Bucky watched as Steve crossed his arms after pausing the recording, his captain stare in full force as he watched his best friend lean back in his chair unimpressed.

“Buck, you know I don’t want to do this but it's also my job to make sure my team is conducting missions safely. So, what’s wrong? You don’t usually act this way - even with people you don’t like - so don’t even try.”

Bucky just huffed, crossing his arms as well. He didn’t feel the need to respond. This was ridiculous; everyone should see how dangerous you were.

“You got a chance to solve this the easy way here. Help me out a little, pal. If you don’t cooperate, I need to apply official protocol. So tell me, please, what’s the problem?” Steve’s eyebrows were raised in anticipation, but Bucky was too sulky to help. To hell with this ‘I’m your friend-‘crap - he should go ahead and apply official protocol, maybe they’d see that your ability alone probably violated six paragraphs of the Avengers’ Oath. 

He bit his tongue before losing another comment swirling in his head, looking out the window to distract himself from the unfortunate situation he found himself in. Bucky hated when Steve became all professional with him. It was stupid. 

“You’re putting yourself and the team in danger,” Steve tried again, “there must be a reason for your behaving like this. Let me fix it. Let me help-” 

“I don’t need fixing!” Bucky snapped, his eyes finding Steve’s in a heartbeat as he leaned forward in his chair. 

“Then what is it? Do you like her? Is that why you're being so...” The blonde’s hand flailed in the air as he tried to find the words to describe Bucky’s behavior. 

“Fuck no.” He leaned back again. 

“Language,” Steve warned, only to earn a side eye from his friend. 

Bucky knew exactly why he avoided you. And so should Steve. He was his best friend for fuck’s sake. This was the most unnecessary conversation he’s ever had. If anything, Steve should have his back and not try to ‘fix him’.

“You should talk to her.”

“Funny.”

“I’m being serious. What’s the issue?”

“You know damn well what the issue is, Steve!” Bucky rose from his chair but Steve didn't flinch. He merely scolded him for his cursing again. 

But after a minute of blank staring at each other, Steve broke the silence again. “You’re scared.”

And Bucky exhaled a long breath before training his eyes on the ceiling. “Of course I’m scared, Steve! There is nothing worse than not being in control.” He looked at him. “Im gonna hurt people. I have before. And being close to her... It just makes the possibility of the winter soldier returning a lot more likely.”

“She wouldn’t do that.”

“You don’t know that. She’s had no training; it could happen accidentally.

Steve was quiet for a while, just looking at his friend, assessing his comment. Bucky could see the wheels turning behind his eyes and after a while, he just stared out the window again until the blonde would present another righteous monologue to him. 

“You should tell her,” Steve finally said and Bucky wondered why it had taken him so long to come up with a sentence he’d already said. 

“I don’t need to tell her shit. Just keep her away from me.” He rolled his eyes, but he was desperate at this point. Bucky just wanted to go - leave and stop being bothered by everyone. 

Steve just shook his head in defeat - Bucky had done it again. Successfully shaken the unavoidable for today. He smiled to himself as he turned to leave the conference room. But before he could reach the last chair on his way, Steve held him back one last time.

“She’s a very nice person, you know? And your attitude towards her is affecting everyone on the team. Maybe, if you could look past your issues with her... You’d see how nicely she fits in with us.” Steve cocked his head to the side with a small smile. “I’m sure you’d get along if you just took the time to get to know her...”

But Bucky only replied with a bitter ‘shut up, punk’ before averting his eyes again. He didn’t like this at all. 

Steve sighed. “Just promise me you’ll do something.”

Bucky shot him one last look before turning and leaving without another response. 

-❁-

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Bucky looked at you through hooded eyelids upon your entering the elevator. 

You just ignored him. You had tried to be nice long enough, tried to make him your friend one too many times, each one teaching you just how vain the attempt had been. Because if you had learned one thing about Bucky Barnes over the past month, it was that he hated your guts and that he was not willing to try and be civil with you. So, you saw no reason to be nice anymore. 

“Don’t act like it's my pleasure either.” You turned and faced the door after pushing the buttons to your floor. 

Bucky just huffed behind you and you held your head a little higher, trying to let the seconds pass until you could leave again. It’s only an elevator ride - how hard could it be? But time seemed to pass slower than usual, and the unsteady rattling of the glass chamber going up the tower made the whole ordeal that much more unpleasant. 

That was until it suddenly stopped, a screeching sound echoing through the small space until the elevator halted abruptly, making you lose your balance for a brief moment. 

“What the-“ you muttered and pressed the floor button another time. Then again. And again. But nothing happened.  

You tried the emergency call button, but again, nothing. You were stuck. Several hundred feet in the air with Bucky Barnes. Great.

You took a deep breath, there were worse things, you tried to calm yourself, but upon stealing a glance over your shoulder, only to see Bucky glaring at you, that attempt disintegrated. Still, you chose to ignore him. You’d get out of here eventually. Someone would notice you were missing and look for you, check the security cameras, maybe - do something and finally break open these damn elevator doors. 

But then Bucky began to shuffle behind you, his steps clicking on the tiled floor of the lift, and uneven pace interrupted by the confines of the small room and it agitated you. It was enough you were stuck in an elevator when you had work to do. Now you couldn’t even concentrate. 

“Would you stop pacing?” You finally snapped and turned around only to see Bucky staring at you with wide eyes.

But he caught himself quickly. “What’s it matter to you?”

“It’s annoying. And as much as I hate to be stuck in here with you, we need to find a way not to kill each other until someone comes to help.” You turned back around taking another deep breath and enjoying the silence.

It didn’t last long though because the shuffling picked back up again soon. You waited another minute, but when Bucky made even more noise, a thudding sound coming from behind, you whipped around again to yell at him. 

But you stopped in your tracks as you saw him kneeling on the floor, his head tugged beneath his arms as his shoulder heaved rapidly. 

“Wha-“You moved forward to help but-

“Stay away from me!” He spat with fire in his eyes and then his head was back between his knees. 

You took a step back and assessed the situation. The posture, the heavy breathing, the slight shudder in his hands, the constant rocking. He was scared. He was having a panic attack. 

And as much as you wanted to avoid him, you were not cruel. When someone needed help, you helped. “Bucky-“ 

“I said stay the fuck away!” He crawled back into the corner.

You held your hands up in surrender, carefully trying to speak again. “I just want to help-“

“Well, I don’t need your help. Just back off!” The elevator shook with the boom of his voice, making your breath hitch. 

That was it, the last straw. All the pent-up anger of the past weeks bubbled to the surface, desperation and cluelessness balling up in frustration. You could barely feel it crawl up your body before you opened your mouth and screamed back. “What's your problem Bucky? I want you to feel better! What did I do that makes you hate me so much?!”

Your chest heaved in anger, your hands balling into fists as you watched Bucky get up slowly - eyes darker than you’d ever seen before. His arm whirred but he didn’t move it. He merely stepped a little closer to you, towering over you when his husky voice mumbled into the space between you. 

“I don’t hate you.” You swallowed and stared up at him, he was intimidating. “I’m fucking scared to lose control and-“ his vibranium arm shot up towards you but you stopped it in its tracks. Bucky’s fist was hanging in the air above you, your power holding him off and it took a fair amount of strength to do so. His eyes shot from his fist back to you, jaw tensing. 

“I would never do that.”

“You’re telling me I’m irrational?” He hinted towards his arm still held back by your control and you immediately let it fall back to his side. “...that it couldn’t happen by accident?”

“You underestimate me, Bucky.” You pressed with spite, willing him back a step to leave you space to breathe again. 

“I don't know you.”

“And who’s fault is that?” That shut him up. 

Bucky flexed his vibranium fingers, testing his own control again before his eyes found you again. 

“Let me show you.” You tried softly. Maybe this was the gateway to a start-over. At least now you knew the issue, now there was only solving it left. 

Bucky looked at you questioningly.

“Let me show you why you don’t need to be scared.” You smiled and somehow it softened the tension around you. 

Bucky’s shoulders relaxed when he stood up straighter. “And why would I want that?” He was stubborn.

“I’m offering an olive branch here. And after all that you have pulled, I suggest taking it. Because I cannot guarantee I’ll feel this nice again if you don’t.”

Bucky watched you carefully for a moment. As if he was trying to detect a joke in your statement, he analyzed every inch of your body suspiciously. And then after another minute, he sighed in defeat. 

“Then we need to get out of here.”

-❁-

Bucky was still a little wary now that you had dragged him outside. The sun was shining in the bright blue sky but having you stand so close to him was still making him nervous. He had no idea what he had just signed up for. 

There were a few people outside as well, all going about their days and when he turned his head to you, he noticed you watching them intently. 

“I can feel their energy,” you stated, making Bucky check if anyone was behaving as though he was influenced by you in any way - they weren’t. 

“And, yes, I can make living beings succumb to my will, but when I do, I feel their pain, their mental wars...” You looked at him and Bucky could feel your eyes pushing through to his deepest fears. “I wouldn’t make them do anything I wouldn’t want to endure myself... unless, of course... it’s necessary.”

Bucky thought back to a mission a while back. You had been utilized to make a hostile talk using rather unorthodox strategies. This time you actually had to hold them in place - position their limbs in places they shouldn’t be. He closed his eyes when he remembered your death cries. They had been hunting him for days. But other than you, the hostile had been killed. 

“You’re mentally linking with them,” he whispered almost ashamed for not noticing it earlier. Everyone on the team probably knew it already - he had just never taken the time to listen. 

“Yes.” He swallowed thickly, watching as you turned to him fully and he mirrored your action.

“If I were to make you- if I..,” you trailed off, took a deep breath, and shook your head. “I wouldn’t do that.”

And that’s when Bucky finally understood. All this time he had avoided you, fought with you, and despised you for thinking you’d be cruel for fun. He felt awful.

Your name slipped from his lips for the first time, calling your attention to his sorrowful eyes. “I’m so sorry.”

You nodded. “It’s okay. I understand it’s scary. I was scared of it, too, when I first found out... But I had a lot of time to learn. And now... I actually know how to utilize my power - control it. It even has some perks.”

Bucky’s eyebrows raised intrigued. A silent question to which you only responded by carefully reaching your hand out so his flesh one. 

“Can I?” You asked before actually taking it and Bucky just nodded while watching you carefully.  

He felt a lot calmer than he had before. And when you finally touched his calloused fingers, there was no urge to pull away like there had always been. You smiled at him and then nodded up to the sky, urging him to follow your stare.

“Look,” you whispered, and then Bucky felt his spine tingle. All of a sudden, it felt like his feet were lifted off the ground - smooth and subtle - almost comforting, he was engulfed by the feeling of floating - no - flying. 

His eyes followed the birds in the sky, which were now rounding effortless constellations several feet above his head and Bucky just knew that they were feeling the same - exactly the same. It was amazing, and even though it was a little strange and scary, your hand holding his made him feel unusually safe.

After a while, Bucky felt the feeling subside, the birds in the sky stopped flying above him and continues their journey east again. Your hand left his but he still felt lighter than he had ever before. 

His smile found you. “That’s actually pretty amazing,” he beamed before looking at the birds passing him and then back to you again. 

“Yeah... it is.” You smiled as well and Bucky felt all his doubts about you float away with the feeling this extraordinary experience had brought him.

Maybe mind control wasn’t as ridiculous and careless as he had thought it to be...

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[yuujispinkhair]

Hey winter hope you are doing well! ☺️🤞🏽 A prompt for you if feeling up for it- Yuji grew up with his dad and grandpa so he has a tendency to engage in older men activities. Bingo, golfing, sailing. Fishing too. What about going with it with his girlfriend (y/n)?? Would it been seen as too corny doing old people stuff ?? 😭🤚🏽

Aww thank you so much, babe <3<3 THIS IS SO CUTE!! And I can absolutely imagine that! Thank you for sending me this cute idea! It definitely cheered me up!!

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (gender-neutral) Genre: Fluff Word Count: 500 Warnings: They go fishing, mention of alcohol, mention of Yuuji's grandpa's death. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact.

Wasuke didn't have the money to afford a babysitter, so he just took his grandson everywhere he went. And naturally, Yuuji picked up those "old people" hobbies.

As a teenager, things didn't change either. Yuuji didn't have many friends his age and didn't have the time to engage in typical teenage activities like sports clubs, etc., because he had to look after his sick grandpa. So all Yuuji had was his movies and mangas (and roaming the streets to beat up bullies).

So, when you ask twenty-something Yuuji what his hobbies are, you burst out laughing at first when he tells you about bingo and fishing and playing cards with the old folks in the nursing home. But you feel guilty for laughing a second later when you realize Yuuji wasn't joking.

Suddenly he blushes and scratches his neck while mumbling,

"Ah yeah, that's not very cool, I guess. We can do something else, of course!"

He looks like a lost puppy, and of course, you hug him and snuggle against his chest and get on your tiptoes to kiss him, clinging to him in your need to make it ok again and show him he is perfect the way he is, even with his grandpa-style hobbies.

"Can you please show me how to fish, baby? I have always wanted to know what is so fascinating about it. I bet if someone can convince me, it will be you."

Yuuji beams at you, all sunshine smile and sparkling golden eyes again, and he hugs you so tightly it almost hurts.

That's how you end up at a lake, holding a fishing rod while Yuuji stands behind you, with his strong arms wrapped around you and instructing you how to hold it correctly.

You get some curious looks because most people here are several decades older than you. But they are all super friendly. And since Yuuji is the type to talk to everyone anyways, you get invited to a big picnic with some old guys who tell you stories about when they were your age. They all agree that Yuuji is super lucky that he has someone who wants to know about his hobby.

The same thing happens when you go to a bingo night. You never expected to have so much fun. When you leave, you are tipsy because the nice grandma next to you kept asking you to drink with her. She also tells you how happy she is that Yuuji found you.

"He is such a sweet young man. Never stopped coming here, even after my old friend Wasuke passed away. And so handsome too! I am sure he will make you happy."

You nod and grin brightly at her while you reach out to interlace your fingers with Yuuji's and give his hand a squeeze,

"Oh yes, he is the best. He makes me very happy, and I plan to always make him happy too."

[stilespeters]

Reader and jimmy on a date at a diner where they share a milkshake together and its super nice and fluffy

Milkshake Date

pairing: Jimmy Darling x gn!reader

a/n: Its a bit late, valentines day was yesterday but thats ok. Also, i kept writing and writing and eventually that led me to why the end is the end. i hope thats alright!

word count: 3946

summary: You and Jimmy go on a date on Valentine's Day. You share a milkshake and stargaze on the roof.

warnings: fluff

“I’m so nervous,” you said as you looked in the mirror. Your sister was adding some final touches to your hair, and she let out a laugh. “What for? Jimmy’s a good guy, it’ll be alright.”

You let out a groan. “That’s what I’m worried about. Jimmy isn’t just a good guy, he’s amazing and sweet and every other synonym in the book. I’m gonna screw this up,” You covered your face with your hands, “Why did I say yes to him?”

“Because obviously you like him.” she stated the obvious. You were just scared that you were gonna do something stupid. Sure, you knew Jimmy for a while, but you couldn't shake off the feeling that he was still somewhat of a stranger to you. That’s why you and him were going to a diner tonight to get to know each other better.

“You are absolutely gorgeous, Y/n. A guy like Jimmy would be stupid to not see that.” She grabbed your hands and squeezed lightly. “Besides, from what you’ve told me, he sounds like a dreamboat.”

You felt your cheeks redden at the thought of him. He indeed asked you out for a date on valentines day. It meant that he was interested in you, it meant that he liked you enough that he wanted to get to know you better. Truth was, the first time you had laid eyes on him, it felt like you were enchanted. He just had this aura around him that attracted him to you. You just didn't want to screw things up because you really liked him.

“You’re right.”

“Duh.” she rolled her eyes playfully. “The worst that could happen is you and him doing a backseat bingo.” she referred to making out in the back of the car, and you gasped and laughed. “Scandalous!”

Your laughter faltered however when you heard a knock on the door. Your face contorted into fear, but your sister pushed you towards the door. “Have fun, okay! Don't worry too much.” You adjusted the fabric of your clothing one more time before heaving your chest up and pulling your shoulders back. It was just Jimmy, you've seen him dozens of times. What could possibly go wrong?

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes before you opened the door. Jimmy stood with his side facing you, and when he heard the door open, he looked up at you. He had a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

He was wearing a black flat cap, a blue blouse and a leatherlike black jacket. He also wore black gloves. He had always worn them, and when you first asked about it he shrugged it off as the weather being cold. You weren't stupid though. You lived in Jupiter, Florida. It was almost always hot out, except for the nights.

You didn't question it however, since he probably had a reason for it.

“Wow” he smiled widely and he looked you up and down. “You look beautiful, doll.”

You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from smiling too wide. Your cheeks were already beginning to hurt. “Thanks, you look quite handsome yourself.” He smiled at that and extended his arms so you could take the flowers. “They’re beautiful, thank you! I’ll put them in a vase and then we can go.”

You walked back inside the house and when you reached the kitchen, your sister gave you a thumbs up. You felt your cheeks redden and you quickly returned back to the front door.

When you returned, Jimmy held out his arm for you to grab, and together you walked to his car.

“What diner are we going to?” you asked once you were seated and Jimmy smiled. “It’s a surprise.” You hated surprises, Jimmy knew that. That was clear to him when he surprised you with a vinyl record of ‘Only You’ by the Platters. You loved it with your whole soul, but you knew Jimmy wasn't the wealthiest man. You had scolded him for buying something expensive for you. However, when you played it on your record player, you and him first danced to that song. That was a about a week ago before he had asked you out. It became your favorite song, and even when it wasn't playing on your record player, it kept playing in your head. You kept imagining Jimmy and you dancing again.

“You’re lucky I trust you, otherwise I would've jumped out the car.”

He chuckled at that and he shook his head. “All I can say is that they have the best milkshakes ever.”

When you arrived at the diner, the lights were bright. It was in perfect contrast with the night sky.

There weren't many people out, there were only a few cars out front, and Jimmy insisted on you staying put in your seat so he could open the door for you.

You saw him run around the car to your side, and he was laughing as he bowed while opening the door.

You stepped out into the cold night air, and the breeze felt like silk wrapped around you in a thin sheet. It wasn't that cold, but it wasn’t warm either.

Jimmy held out his arm for you to loop yours through, and together you walked to the entrance. Jimmy once again opened the door for you and held it open. “After you.”

You smiled again at him, wanting him to know how much of a gentleman he was. He was generally smooth, someone who had his way with words and girls, but even though he was a playboy, he certainly had manners. The reason why you went out with him was because of that. When you first met him, you thought he was a sight for sore eyes, but you remembered his reputation. You didn't want your heart to be broken like all the other girls who fell for his charisma. But after he showed real interest in you and showed him that he was actually kindhearted, well spoken and goofy, you started to like him and you said yes to him asking you out. It was a funny councidence that it was on Valentine's Day.

The bell rang when you walked in, and you sat down on a red sofa. Jimmy took a seat in front of you. You adjusted the fabric of your clothing and rested your arms on the table that stood between you and Jimmy. There was a large bar on the right of the room, and everything was in the color red, white and black. Several posters hung on the wall, and everything was very stylish. The radio was playing in the background and you chirped up.

“You hear that?” you said and Jimmy went quiet. After a few seconds he raised his eyebrow and you smiled widely. “The song.”

Jimmy listened carefully and then reciprocated your facial expression. “Holy shit, this is our song.”

Our song

‘Only you’ by The Platters was playing on the radio in the background, and you looked at Jimmy as his face was illuminated by the red and orange lights. His dimples were even more prominent in the light, and his eyes looked like they were sparkling. His hands were folded on the table and he grabbed the menu card that laid on the table as he hummed to the song. "We should dance."

"No," you eyes went wide. "We're not gonna dance again. Not after what happened last week." He chuckled at your reaction and he looked at the options on the menu.

“They have the best milkshakes ever,” Jimmy promised and he showed you the card. “The last time I was here, I got the cherry milkshake. It was the absolute best.”

“Then we should definitely get that.”

Your mouth watered only by hearing the words cherry and milkshake. However, you hadn't missed the implication that he was here before.

“You take every date here in this diner?” you joked but deep down you weren't joking. Jimmy chuckled and shook his head. “Only ones who are special, like you. You’re the first person I brought here.”

You felt a bit relieved at that and as Jimmy winked at you, you were at a loss for words. All you could do was smile like an idiot.

Luckily, a waiter came to your rescue. She had a note in her hands and she smiled friendly at the two of you. You noticed her hair was beautifully styled and her hair color matched her red lips.

“What can I get you guys to drink?” she asked and Jimmy looked at you. “The cherry milkshake, please.” you answered and she scribbled something down. “Small, medium or large?”

You looked at Jimmy to see what he wanted, and he cleared his throat. “Large with two straws, please.” He gave the waitress a smile and she reciprocated the action, then walked back to where she came from.

Not even five minutes later, she returned with the milkshake, and she placed it in the center of the table. There was whipped cream and a cherry on top. “Enjoy!”

You leaned in and so did Jimmy, and you began sucking on the straw. The taste of cherry milkshake attacked your tastebuds, and you moaned lightly as you closed your eyes. “This is so good.”

“I know right?” When you opened your eyes you realized your faces were really close together. Jimmy was looking down at the milkshake, until he looked up in your eyes. You felt like you were in a trance. You couldn't look away.

“So, how did rehearsals go today?” you eventually asked and Jimmy hummed. He had told you he was a singer, a performer who did small gigs around town. He didn't lie, he was telling the truth. He only let out the part that he was a performer at a freakshow. He also didn't mention that he had another job as well. But he wasn't planning on telling you about that any time soon. He would actually rather take his chances on you knowing about him performing at a freak show, than you knowing about what he did with his fingers with women every-.

“It went great. I’m doing the mid-show number.”

“Really? That’s awesome,” you mused. “I hope you’re not dancing while singing.” you joked and Jimmy playfully rolled his eyes. “Come on, you still gonna use that against me? I surely am not the worst dancer to roam the earth.”

“You stepped on my toes, multiple times. I like my toes, Jimmy.”

“Okay I may or may not have stepped on your toes, but I have never learned to dance properly. You were gonna teach me, remember?” You thought back to the conversation you and Jimmy had after the failure of a dance when you got your Vinyl. It was lots of fun though, you remembered laughing uncontrollably as he fell on top of you because of the wrong dance moves. You remembered being really flustered, but at the time you were still just friends. “I will, okay. I will teach you how to dance,” Jimmy felt a but coming, and he was right. “But only if you teach me how to sing.”

He let out a snort. “I’m sorry, Y/n. But there is no way I can help you with that. You kind of sound like a dying bird when you sing the lines of this song.” he referred to ‘Only You’ still playing in the background. You had sung it multiple times when you were with him.

You gasped as the words left his mouth and you swatted his arm lightly “Rude! That’s why you have to teach me. An eye for an eye, okay. You teach me, I teach you.”

“That’s not exactly how the saying goes.”

This time you were the one to roll your eyes. “Whatever, just teach me how to sing without sounding like a dying bird, and I’ll teach you how to dance without stepping on toes, okay?”

Jimmy was grinning, but you were dead serious. You challegend him by raising your eyebrow confidently, and he let out a chuckle at that.

“Okay, deal.”

“Anyway, you have seen me dance when we danced together, but I have never actually heard you sing with a band. Where do you exactly perform? I’d love to watch it sometime.” He didn’t answer. Instead, he pressed his lips together in a thin line.

“Near the east side,” he cleared his throat. “Maybe you can come and watch soon.” He knew that he would push it further out. But for now, he bought some time with that answer. He wasn't ready for you to come see his performance yet.

“Sure, that sounds great.” You took another sip of the milkshake, and Jimmy also leaned more forward. Your noses were almost touching, and he could feel your eyes on him.

It was quiet for a while, and you just grinned like an idiot as you both drank from your milkshake. So far so good, you haven't done or said anything stupid yet. The milkshake was gone before you knew it, and you both leaned back. You wanted to stay close to him like that, but without a solid reason -like drinking a milkshake together, it wasn't gonna happen. Unless you were kissing him, but now didn't seem like the right moment.

“So, what are your plans for the future?” you mused and you both leaned a bit back again. “You’re diving right into it.” He chuckled.

“Just curious,” you smiled. “Do you think about pursuing performing as a job?”

He sucked the back of his teeth and looked down. “I don't know,” he started. “I mean, I love singing. It’s something that I adore very much. However, I don't know if I want to continue with it.” He slowly looked up at you and found you already staring back at him with a sympathetic smile.

“What is it that you do want?”

“I just want to settle down I guess. Live an ordinary life. Doesn’t matter where, as long as I don't have to travel so much anymore. For my whole life, I have been traveling and traveling. I just don't think I can travel any longer. As for performing, I’m rolling with it, but I only do it because I don't really have any other choice. My mom was a performer, she was better at it than I am. I guess I really just want to settle down and relax. I want to look at the stars without feeling the dread of rehearsals the next morning. I just want no more exploitation, no more traveling. Just peace.”

“Wow.” you were left quite speechless. You never knew that this is what he felt. You always admired performers on stage, you had always thought that their lives were fairly easy. But hearing the words come out of Jimmy’s mouth made you realize it could be a burden.

“You said that your mother was also a performer?” Jimmy bit his lower lip. “Yeah, she was great, she introduced me to it. I guess it runs in the family.”

You hesitated a bit. “Was?”

“Yeah, she died a few weeks ago.”

Your smile faltered. “Lord Heavens,” you mumbled. “My condolences.”

"Thank you." He gave you a smile and cleared his throat.

“What about you? What is it that you want?”He asked and you supported your head with the palm of your hand. “Same thing as you, I guess. Settle down, have some kids, but first just live life to the fullest.” He nodded at that, and you looked outside.

“Look at the stars!” you gasped in awe as you pointed outside the window. Yes, you were a grown adult, but you couldn’t help but feel like a little kid again when seeing the stars. Your dad and you always counted them before you went to bed. You remembered that you never counted past 47, because you fell asleep after that.

Jimmy looked at you as your eyes sparkled with adoration. He had only seen you look like that at something 1 time. Not at something, but someone. Him. Whilst you were dancing with him. Well, not really dancing, more like stumbling. But he could vividly remember the look in your eyes. It was painted in his memory.

He grinned at you and as you noticed him staring, you felt your cheeks redden. “What?”

“Nothing,” he merely whispered. “I know a spot, wanna go outside?” he asked and he held out his gloved hand for you. You nodded and smiled while taking his hand.

“I trust you not to murder me in the woods.”

After you and Jimmy paid for your milkshake, you walked outside to his car. He opened the trunk and got a blanket, and he then led you to the back of the diner. You wondered why he had a blanket, but you figured you were gonna figure out soon enough. He stood on a container and helped you get up. You promised yourself you’d return with Jimmy for more milkshakes in the future.

You were wondering what he had in mind, and as he lifted himself on top of the roof, he helped you get up as well. You were now both standing on the roof of the diner, and you crossed your arms to try and get warm. You felt the breeze of the wind getting colder and colder.

You were shivering, and Jimmy noticed. He took off his leather jacket and flat cap, and placed the jacket over your shoulders. He was left in his blue blouse, and he placed his flat cap on top of your head. The image of you wearing his clothes was tattooed in his brain. It made him lightheaded in the best way possible. He was going to take a mental picture of that sight.

He grinned at you as he placed the blanket in a perfect rectangular shape, and he laid down on it. You followed him and laid down as well next to him.

“We can watch the stars better from this view instead of the view from inside of the diner.” Jimmy said and you stared in awe at the countless stars painting the sky.

Your eyes had to adjust to the darkness, but after a while you saw the countless stars in your view. When you looked at your side, you saw the lights illuminate Jimmy’s face, and you smiled.

“They’re so beautiful.” you gasped and looked back up to the bright lights.

“Yeah… beautiful…” he said whilst not looking up. His head was turned to the side as he was admiring you.

“Look at that one.” You pointed at the brightest one. Jimmy looked up and also stared at them. It was quiet for a while before he wondered aloud. “You think they used to be people? You think they’re looking down at us at this very moment, while we're looking up at them?”

You diverted your gaze from the stars to Jimmy. “I believe so, yeah,” you saw his eyes shimmer and you grabbed his gloved hand gently. “I think your mom is one of them as well.” You then again pointed at the brightest star. “I think that’s her.”

He smiled again at that, and together you lay there for minutes, hours. You were simply enjoying each other's company. That's until you sat up. Jimmy followed.

“You know, this is the first time I’m doing something romantic on Valentine’s day.” you began and Jimmy watched your side profile as you continued staring at the stars, your hands folded on your lap. The flat cap was still on your head, and Jimmy couldn't keep his eyes off of you.

“What did you used to do on Valentine's day?” He asked.

“I always used to go to freak shows in Stuart, since the freaks always had a special Valentine’s Day’s act. After I was 13, I stopped going, however. I didn’t enjoy going to those shows anymore. After that, Velentine's Day was just another day for me. It was nothing special.” Jimmy stiffened in his spot, feeling like the blood got drained from his face. "Until now."

Jimmy had two weaknesses. He had always been insecure. He didn't deny that. Mostly because of his hands. Each time he touched or kissed someone, they were always scared of his hands.

Except for the housewives who seemed to love his hands- and fingers.

His other weakness were his friends. Anytime people called them Freaks or any other synonym for that word, he felt rage. Now, staring at you, he didn't feel rage at all. All he felt was fear. He was afraid. Afraid you were gonna react like the others. Afraid that he would be dehumanized once he would show his hands.

“It’s such a shame freak shows still exist.”

“Why? You think the ‘freaks’ are less worthy?” He straightened himself a bit. He was getting defensive, and you noticed how the tone had shifted. “What? No. I just think that it’s a shame they exist because the people in it aren't even freaks in the first place. They’re just misunderstood people. They’re human, like us. They have feelings and emotions too. They just have an altercation, physically. I just don't get how people can treat them like they’re worth less than they deserve. I don't like Freakshows because as long as there are freakshows, Freaks will continue to exist.”

His expression softened and he scanned your face to see something out of the ordinary. However, you didn't show any sign of uncertainty, and so his straightened posture softened.

“I haven't been completely honest with you, Y/n.” he started and you furrowed your brows. “What do you mean?”

If he was ever going to have a shot with you, you were going to find out eventually. He genuinely liked you. This was the moment of truth. The moment where he would see if your mask would fall off like all the others. He didn't blame others for running off, but he wished that someone would accept him for the way he was. He hoped that person would be you, but he was tricked by other people in his past before. He was scared to death that he’d scare you, that's the last thing he wanted. But something within him told him that it was alright. He couldn't always procrastinate the inevitable. "I need to show you something.”

As the words left his mouth, you were starting to get a bit concerned. What on earth was he talking about? “Promise me something."

"Yeah, of course. Anything."

"Promise me you won't freak out."

"Jimmy, you're kinda scaring me. What's going on?"

"Just promise me, okay?" his voice was laced with desperation. You pressed your lips into a thin line and you nodded. "I trust you, so yes. I promise."

"Okay..." he said, and he slowly took off his gloves.

Your didn't even know what you were supposed to look at, but as he put his hands slowly in the air, you had to process what you were seeing.

Jimmy looked at you in anticipation. It felt like he was exposing himself fully to you. He felt vulnerable. It felt like time stopped, as if this moment lasted hours, while in fact it was only seconds.

You looked back at him and chuckled. “Okay, nice hands. What do you want to show me though? What on earth would possibly freak me out so much that it looks like you’re about to shit your pants.”

Jimmy let out a breath he held in when he removed his gloves, and you gave him a sympathetic look as you reached your hands for him. Slowly and gently, the pads of your fingers touched the skin of his hands, and you intertwined them with yours. You reached your intertwined hands to your lips and you kissed the back of his hand delicately. You wanted to show him that it was alright.

“People are afraid of being different, because being different is unique and exciting. It’s the opposite of what they are; boring. Millions of Americans and other people in the world are replica’s, they’re all the same. It's not bad necessarily, they're just plain, traditional. You however, are special," you gestured to his hands. "This, is what makes you special. There are only a few of you.” he listened to your every word and he couldn't imagine the reveal going this way. Your reaction was so real, so tender, so delicate. He didn't look away from your eyes.

“You don't have to hide anything from me, Jimmy. I don't know your full story, but I’m willing to try and understand you. The real you. The one who stepped on my toes while we were dancing on our song. The one who adores cherry milkshakes. The you who makes Jimmy Darling special. The person who makes you... you.”

The way you looked at him, the way you smiled at him, made him drown in your eyes. He saw the way you had danced with him, the way you joked with him. Everything just clicked. Jimmy always felt like he missed something. Like he was an unfinished puzzle, like a lock who didn't have the right key. But now, looking at you as you fluttered your eyelashes at him with the starlight illuminting your features, he realized he found the final piece to finish the puzzle. He found the key to his heart.

And so as you wanted to say something else, he leaned in. His lips touched yours and you were taken aback. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled back, and you were speechless. "What was that for?" You asked breathlessly and he grinned. "I like you."

You smiled at that, and you looked at his lips. Before you knew it, you pressed your lips against his. It was soft and sweet, his breath smelling like cherry. He gently pushed you down till your back was on the blanket, and he got on top of you. Your hands moved to the back of his head, and you tugged his locks as you tilted your head. It felt right, you loved the spark you felt when his lips touched yours. His big hands wove around your body, and his flat cap on your head fell to the ground. Your fingers dug into the fabric of his blouse. His tongue slipped past your lips, and you gave him access. You wanted him, you wanted to peel off the layers of distrust. You wanted to make him feel beautiful again, because he was. You grabbed the palms of his hands and intertwined your hands again. He placed them next to your head, squeezing a bit before his lips moved to your neck.

After a few minutes of making out, you felt like you couldn't breathe. You simply just wanted to kiss him forever, but you had to catch your breath. You rested your forehead against his, and breathed heavily. “You are an extraordinary person.” he whispered against your lips and you smiled. “So are you, Jimmy Darling.”

“The guy who wins your heart will be so lucky.”

“Yes, you are a very lucky man, Jimmy.”

"Does that mean you want to go on another date with me?" he inquired.

"I would like to try out that banana milkshake, yes."

sndjdj

"I would like to try out that banana milkshake, yes."

"I do want to try out that banana milkshake, yes."

"I would like to try out the banana milkshake, yes."

[wingdingery]

i love your writing, you have fantastic ideas and execute them perfectly <3 all of your wips sound super interesting, it's so difficult to decide what to ask about!! i think i'm most interested in: dick vs khoa [bruce/dick/khoa] (such a good rarepair), everyone thinks they're Not dating [bruce/dick] (trope subversion??), fake date for fun and profit [slade/dick] (what profit :o ??), moral obligations [bruce/dick] (something about their philosophies, relationship study, maybe?) and sladick x utrh [slade/dick] (jason interacting with sladick?? fun!)

Thank you so much anon! 💙 Sharing basic summaries of these below the cut – feel free to ask about any that stand out to you and I might have more background or a snippet to share :)

dick vs khoa

(Pre-BruDick) Dick and Khoa unexpectedly team up while on a joint mission with Midnighter, and while Dick is jealous-not-jealous of Bruce’s almost-first partner (in both senses of the word) and develops a one-sided rivalry, Khoa doesn’t recognize Dick at all and is very much into him.

Years later, after Khoa and Bruce’s reconciliation (and still pre-BruDick), Dick and Khoa end up having to work together again in Gotham. Many different types of sparks fly, Bruce has a conniption or two, and eventually everyone gets what they want.

everyone thinks they're Not dating

Bruce and Dick are committed life partners and have been for years. While they’re not exactly hiding it, due to their Situation, they also aren’t broadcasting it, nor do they plan to ever actually get married about it.

Many years into Bruce and Dick’s presumed mutual bachelorhoods, the other Bats realize they’re perfect for each other and decide to matchmake them, while brushing aside any suggestions that they’re already happy together as just-platonic-Bruce-and-Dick things. They all enter an inadvertent competition of escalating matchmaking attempts vs escalating PDA.

fake date for fun and profit

A series of fake dating mishaps:

The JL suspects Slade of an assassination that Rose and Joey both insist he was not involved in even though he doesn’t have an alibi, so Dick invites himself over naked and makes himself into Slade’s alibi until things can be resolved.

Dick needs to get onto a villain cruise for a case and sees Deathstroke on the guest list, so he invites himself as Slade’s plus-one. (Unfortunately, he underestimates the amount of PDA expected.)

Since the initial incident, Slade has been lying to his kids about dating Dick so that they’ll think he’s cool, and now he needs Dick to come over for Christmas and sell the lie. Dick thinks it’s a terrible idea but he goes over to maintain the Wilson family peace.

moral obligations

So I picked up a flash bingo card for July Break Bingo and it seemed to demand that I write Bruce/Dick:

The basic premise is that when Bruce first recognizes his own romantic interest in Dick, he becomes horrified at the thought of what that says about him, so he sends Dick away and from then on attempts to devote himself to being The Most Fatherly Dad Of All Time because he can’t afford to let himself be anything else. This all comes to a head a full decade later (as these things do).

sladick x utrh

During the “Black Mask putting a contract out on Red Hood’s head” phase of UTRH, Dick “hires” his established situationship partner (Slade) to keep Jason alive while they try to work things out.

I posted a snippet of it here last year during trick-or-treating (it has since escaped the icebox so there is hope for it yet!).

[ryuichirou]

Replies

I skipped replies yesterday, so let’s catch up! I’ll try to reply to as many of you as I can. Thank you for your support and asks!

Starting with a couple of very sweet ones, but also talking about some of our recent artworks, posts, but also about Harveston a tiny little bit…

Anonymous asked:

Ryuichiro do you do commissions? And how much?

I do! You can see my commission info + pricelist here.

I am always open for new commissions and work with a queue.

Anonymous asked:

I love you (as an artist lol)! ❤️ Your art always brings me some kind of joy lol thank you guys for sharing :>

Anooon thank you so much! I am very happy that our stuff brings you joy. It means a lot to hear that <3

Anonymous asked:

You rock, keep drawing we really love your art, please don't pay attention to those good-for-nothing shitty people who are defaming you, I wish I could have the strength like you do to draw  whatever I want and post my drawings in social media, that takes a lot of courage as well. Please take care. You are my motivation to practice my drawing skills.

Thank you very much for your kindness, Anon!! We are very lucky to have supportive people like you around, it really makes all the unfortunate news not sting as much.

I hope you’ll get to draw and post anything you want! Please keep having fun with drawing, I am very happy to contribute to your motivation – it’s an honour.

Anonymous asked:

Hey ryuichi, I've wanted to say that I appreciate you and your Art 🫶🏼 I'm gonna be real honest with you i feel really safe here. I love how open and friendly you are, and I feel like I can be myself around here and let my freak out, lol.

Especially after the whole drama that occurred on Twitter about Jamil's new PJ card! It's so exhausting. Anyway, lots of Love! 🫶🏼

Thank you, Anon! <3 I am very happy to hear that you feel safe to let your freak out here. Letting your freak out is very important!! 💪

Jamil being too sexy for puritans to handle was definitely not on my 2k24 bingo card and yet here we are lol Shouldn’t be surprised about it though, the card is insane. Of course, the actual drama was about people acting allegedly inappropriately, but I don’t know what’s so inappropriate about looking at a sexy png with bedroom eyes and feeling like you want to give all of your possessions to that png. Sounds perfectly appropriate to me!

Jokes aside, I am very excited about this round of birthday cards, even though Jamil’s is going to be hard to beat…

Anonymous asked:

Hii! Are you ok with 3 people ships?? If yes what are your thoughts on Rook x Vil&Leona?

Sorry if not, I am new here and I really like your insights on the relationships _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

Hi, Anon! Welcome aboard! <3

I am ok with a lot of 3 people ships; usually the main rule is that characters in our ships don’t switch (tops stay tops and bottoms stay bottoms), and we tend to gravitate towards two tops/one bottom combinations, although exceptions are possible.

With this particular character combination, while I absolutely love Rook’s delusions and fantasies about having these two specific cakes and eating both of them at the same time, I don’t really like having Leona in any proximity to Vil much… To be fair, I wouldn’t say it’s an absolute no-no: a boy (Rook) can dream, I am just not super crazy about it I guess. I see the vision though 🤔

Anonymous asked:

Do u like leovil too? Or is it only rookvil?

Unfortunately, LeoVil is one of the ships I would consider a notp. Not only because of two characters that we see as bottoms; I also don’t like it in general personally.

Anonymous asked:

At some point, you should put up a counter that says "It has been [x] days since the last person who clearly sent an ask before reading the pinned post" and we'll all cross our fingers waiting for it to get to like a three or higher 😭

(for the record, this isn’t related to the previous Anons!)

Yeah, and the funny thing is that when we wrote that post I said that I’ll just start skipping these asks, but I just…can’t. I want to reply 😔

Anonymous asked:

I notice you have a couple of pics of Idia and Sebek kissing in harveston. It doesn’t look like they were just fighting so what happened to bring on this make out session?

To be honest, there isn’t any specific scenario that is behind those pics, but I vaguely wanted to make it seem like they just couldn’t argue anymore and started making out lol The tension got too strong, somehow they overstepped that boundary and got way too into it.

icedefloweringtornado asked:

So the EN server is currently doing the Harveston event and Epel talking about using biochemical stuff for gardening just had me thinking about how Leona also wants to upgrade how his homeland does things. These young kids so tired of old people.

Not to turn this into another Leona slander, but wouldn’t it be funny if Epel was more successful with this whole thing lol We know Scar doesn’t have a very good track record when it comes to keeping lands prospering and fruitful… I guess Savanna needs Epel’s help 💪

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

Fem Azul...🤤

(related to this art)

Yes….her :( <3

Anonymous asked:

I, a heterosexual female, am currently losing it over your fem!Azul. She’s so gorgeous, I want her to kick me down the stairs and force me into slave labor 😫😫😫😫😫😫

I wanted to yell noooo Anon don’t do this to yourself, but at the same time yeah understandable 😭

You know this woman abuses her charm like no other. Too bad not a lot of people in her school are charmed by her…

Anonymous asked:

lmao your response with cater “he is good at multiplying” help. the last thing NRC needs is horny hare cater…he would definitely get in trouble for messing around with the other buns (deuce and epel).

(related to this post)

And since he is good at multiplying, he could multiply for all of the other bun-boys at the same time! Multitasking, baby! This is definitely not something NRC would be capable to handle…

Anonymous asked:

I couldn't help but wonder if neige will decide to permitly host vil to keep him safe after seeing him crying

(related to this art)

Awww, well, for starters he would definitely want to invite him to hang out together! To cheer him up~

And then he will lock him in his house

Anonymous asked:

Thank you for seeing the greatness of bottom malleus. I'm so well-fed because of you. 💖💖💖

Enjoy, Anon, I am so happy you’re eating well. I am happy to provide.

When we first got into twst, I was genuinely surprised that there wasn’t a lot of bottom Malleus stuff around, so I am very glad there are people who share this vision…

Anonymous asked:

Do you think Malleus hordes anything like what a regular dragon does? If so, what do you think it is? (Besides broken cellphones, I mean)

I wanted to make a witty joke about him hoarding Lilia but your broken cellphones joke caught me off-guard lol

He is probably a hoarder! I think he would hoard sentimental gifts or anything people bring to him, but also for some reason I see him hoarding books.

He should be hording tamagotchi toys though.

Anonymous asked:

omg donkey!(insert random top) x dragon!mallues when

and who is shrek

(related to this reply lol)

I WISH WE HAD A TWST-FIED SHREK IN TWST THAT WOULD BE 3D FOR NO REASON BECAUSE THEY (HE AND DONKEY) ARE INVADERS FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE AAAAHHH bishie Shrek I haven’t met you yet but I love you already

I wonder who would be a good fit for the donkey!(top) though. But I keep joking about Ace becoming a donkey in Playful Land… Someone got way too lucky, huh.

Anonymous asked:

https://www.reddit.com/r/HouseOfTheDragon/comments/1cpql71/which_dragon_do_you_think_donkey_would_choose/ None, Malleus is coming to sweep him away

EXACTLY. And good for Malleus, honestly. This man will make him laugh! ALWAYS!

Anonymous asked:

Your response about the dragon pussy reminded me of this game called Deepest Sword, where you have to "Plunge your sword deep into the dragon's heart!".  I imagine after a number of failed hook ups Lilia makes anyone who wants to fuck dragon Malleus play it first to weed out the more disappointing lays

Anon, I spent at least 5 minutes looking at screencaps from the game picturing Malleus LOL WHY DOES IT WORK.

Imagine potential suitors facing Lilia and being certain that this is one of the “you have to go through ME before you get to him!” type of deals, only to have to play this game for peepaw until he approves of your plunging technique. This doesn’t translate into an irl skill, Lilia!!

[asteria7fics]

How about the main five bodytypes (ewily) after college in their mid 20's or early 30's?

I'm curious on how they would grow, change and look as adults in ewily :)

Oooh you want spoilers, eh? (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

I may not go as in depth as I did in the last post because I'd like to leave a few things for future works, as I would like to explore the EWILY boys as they age!

Also, fair warning this will contain some pretty major spoilers for the end of EWILY. If you haven't gotten caught up yet PLEASE read the fic first? It's so much more fun when these things haven't been spoiled for you!

As always, you can read EWILY here!

Anyway, let's get into it!

Stan: Brother gets his shit mostly together post high school. I won't explain too heavily as to why, but he does start working out again and trying to take care of himself, so he does build some muscle definition back. It isn’t a terribly sustainable lifestyle for him, so he does soften again into this thirties, but man his body in his twenties? Still pretty average actually, just with less of a gut and more muscular legs and arms. He never really gets super buff or anything.

Kyle: Definitely gets comfortable and gains some happy weight in his early twenties, then fights for the next decade to shave it off. Sorry king, that’s what happens when you’re in a committed relationship. Eventually he just accepts that he won’t ever have his abs back, though he still remains otherwise pretty lean into his thirties. Just a naturally thin guy.

Cartman: Now he’s a special case, because BIG SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 14!!! He goes to fucking prison for a few years. Does he get totally ripped lifting weights in the yard with his fellow skinheads? Absolutely not, he’s still gaming the system to get the best snacks, but he does lose a lot of his baby fat while in custody. He comes out like a proper bear, still round and soft but a little tighter, a little more toned. His arms especially, saying goodbye to the bingo wings. How long does this last? Er, a couple of months, though his girlfriend definitely feeds him healthier food than his mom ever did, so he doesn’t really ever get back to how large he was as a teenager. But yeah, post-prison Chad Cartman is still a big boy, as God intended.

Kenny: Similarly to Kyle, the comfort of a semi-functional relationship (and his eventual choice to drop the vigilante stuff in favor of a job that makes more consistent money. Did you know he made money off that stuff? An EWILY detail left on the cutting room floor, RIP) encourages him to gain a few happy pounds, especially in his tummy. He still works out, probably with Stan and Kyle for a while, but isn’t trying so hard to get them gains. And, of course, having consistently delicious, home cooked meals from your boyfriend will add a few inches to your waistline. I think Kenny probably puts on weight the fastest into his thirties, and he really embraces the chubby lifestyle after being basically emaciated his entire childhood.

Butters: He doesn’t have to try, he stays thin. He’s eating all the same food Kenny eats and yet, Kenny’s the only one gaining substantial weight. Well, Butters does gain weight, and his ass and legs start to fill out a bit as he gets older and works some physical jobs (waiter Butters is canon I’m afraid), but he otherwise doesn’t change that much as he gets older. Tall twink forever.

Hehehe I hope these suffice! I had a little more fun with these ones, since we already have a jumping off point from the previous post.

Thank you for this ask!! As always, let me know if there’s anything else you guys would like to know about these idiots!!

[polizwrites]

PoliZ's WIP Update - 28 Aug 2024

Another productive writing week!  I touched four fics (1 new & 3 WIPs)  and wrote a total of  2930  words.   

On Ao3, I posted: 

 Chapter One of  Love is Like a Muscle (and you make me want to flex) - WinterIron mutual pining turns smutty.  

Operation Sun and Surf -  Tony & Avengers team-as-family one shot with touches of angst.  

On Tumblr I posted: 

A Symbol of Devotion - Stony one shot - friends to something more.     

I’m juggling  20+  active/semi-active WIPs with my current  deadline being the Tony Stark This or That event which runs til the end of August.  

See  below cut for what I’m working on/planning to work on - arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc.  As always, feel free to send me   prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding  any of these projects  or any other WIPs I’ve got out there.   Interaction really helps feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Hot Bucky Summer 2024 [HBS_R2] (Ends 31 Aug)

More fun from the @buckybarnesevents folks - this time weekly challenges to create (usually NSFW) Bucky-centric fanworks!   Thanks to plenty of cross-filling with other events  (I’m looking at you, July Break Bingo)  I’ve submitted something for the first eleven weeks and am working on one more with a vague idea for the final week - here’s hoping time & inspiration hold out!  

* Week 12 - August 17th - August 23rd  – “What should I wear?” + Nothing -  Posted Chapter One of  Love is Like a Muscle (and you make me want to flex) on Friday.    WinterIron massage therapy (Tony getting his hands on Bucky) leading to a  happy ending. It came in at 1200 words and  crossed over  with BaBB August: Body Worship, BBB K1 - Tony Stark's Workshop.  

* Week 13 (August 24th - 30th) -  FREE WEEK + Optional Prompts: Mutual Masturbation  –  Chapter Two of Love is Like a Muscle (and you make me want to flex)  is written and will post Friday.  It’s coming in at 1024 words and crosses over with my TSTOT Row 3: Lab Sex and  WIB N2 - Mutual Pining  squares.  

Tony Stark This or That  [TSTOT_24] (Ends 31 Aug 2024)

I signed up late and then promptly forgot I had a card - so am tackling this 8-row card with the hopes of getting it at least halfway done by the end of the month.  I’ve made that goal, and might try to squeeze in one more fill before Saturday ends! 

* Row 3: Lab Sex - see HBS Week 13 above

* Row 7: Beach Day - Posted  Operation Sun and Surf - a crossover with a previous Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF266 Great Expectations]  & my TSB K2 - Miscommunication square.  Tony rents a beach house in hopes of getting the Avengers together for a bit of team bonding;  things don’t quite go as planned.  It came in at 835 words.

Build-A-Bucky Bingo [BaBB_R1] (Ends 31 Oct 2024)

Another fun year-long  event from the folks at  @buckybarnesevents!  Each month there’s a list of prompts and you choose (at least) one  each month for your card!  At thirty-two  fills and about two months to go, I seem to be going a bit overboard …. 😁

* May:  Bucky’s Trigger Words -  combined this with a previous  Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF251 Out There] for Just To Live One Day Out There - a Winter Soldier self-reflective ficlet. It came in at 312 words and will get posted to Ao3 Real Soon. 

* August: Body Worship - see HBS: Week 12 above. 

WinterIron Bingo Round 2  [WIB_R2] (Ends 16 Dec 2024)

Signups are still open for pre-made cards for Round Two of this super-fun bingo event! I have seventeen  fills and zero WIPs at the moment - setting this aside for the moment, as I have other time-sensitive events going.  

* Iron Soldier (One Bingo, One Fill) - looking at combining my Column B prompts: Matchmaker, Bucky Riding Tony, Stark Gala, Inside Joke and Threesome.  Still working on a plot - if you have any suggestions/want-to-sees - let me know! 

* I3 - Car Sex -  Have a fun ficlet in mind for this - some of the dialogue & such already worked out in my head.  

*I4 - SHIELD HQ - Finally posted  Fathers Don’t Know Best  to Ao3 this morning.  A crossover with Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF245 You Never Cared, it’s a No Powers AU with Bucky working as an analyst at SHIELD who stumbles across a late night visitor to the lobby.  It came in at 410 words. 

* N1 - Hair Pulling Kink -  thanks to a fun prompt from @scottxlogan  - I filled this square with Untangling Their Attraction - where Tony’s offer of assistance leads to mutual kink discovery (not as racy as it might sound).  It’s coming in at 544 words and will post to Ao3 before this event is over. 

* N2 - Mutual Pining - see HBS Week 13 above. 

* N5 - "I'm here for you."  - Possibly the next chapter of  Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion ?  

* O3 - Love Confession - Circling back around to Chapter Seven of  A Little Bit Carried Away - where Pepper learns about the impulsive offer Tony made to Bucky after they spent the night together.   It’s drafted at  1029 words and will cross over with TSB K3 - Pepper Potts and my pJBB C1_A1 - "Promise me you won't get mad."  prompt.  Slated to post on 9 Sep. 

Bucky Barnes Bingo - Round Six [BBB - R6]  (Ends 31 Mar)

This amazing bingo event from the folks over at @buckybarnesbingo is back!  I have twelve  fills with one WIP at the moment, but a couple  more crossovers planned. 

* K1 - Tony Stark's Workshop - see HBS Week 12 above. 

* K4 - Last Times/Farewells - combined this with a previous  Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF257 Count The Days ] for  Short-Timing It - a pre-war (just barely) Bucky & Steve (Stucky if you squint) ficlet. It came in at 313 words and will post to Ao3 before the event is over.   

Tony Stark Bingo - Mark VIII [TSB_R8]  (Ends 31 May)

This amazing bingo event from the folks over at @tonystarkbingo is back! Late signups will start next month if you want to join in on the fun!  I have  four  squares filled and one WIP - I need to plan out more crossovers! 

* T1 - Watching Helplessly -  Posted Stranded Among the Stars  to Tumblr on Friday as a crossover with the Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF265 Galaxies Away]. It’s a Nebula & Tony ficlet set on the ship - it came in at 345 words and will get posted to Ao3 before the event ends. 

* R4 - Bartender - Got inspired by another song to start Some Other Beginning’s End - Tony’s a bartender dealing with an a-hole patron (Brock) and his just-broken-up-with boyfriend (Bucky).  It’s sitting at 1028  words and I plan to cross over with my  pJBB  C2_A2 - "You deserve someone who makes you happy."  square. I may try to squish a few other squares in before I’m done. 

* K2 - Miscommunication - see TSTOT Row 7: Beach Day above

* K3 - Pepper Potts -  see WIB O3 - Love Confession above

* K5 - Misunderstandings - see HBS Week 10 above. 

Hawkeyes Bingo [HB_R2] (Ends TBD) 

Working on this  Tumblr event - got a 3x3 card and am looking forward to creating more  Clint-centric content and trying my hand at a bit of  Kate Bishop fic as well!    

* A3 - Awkward Flirting – this might be a good entry into my first femslash fic with Kate/Yelena?    

* C1 - Magic -  Combined this with a previous Flash Fiction Friday prompt  [#FFF259 House of Cards]   for   Keep a Steady Hand.  Clint notices Bucky getting frustrated with a task and offers to help.  It came in at 632 words and will post to Ao3 possibly later this month.   

Post July Break Bingo 2024  [pJBB_24] (Ends 30 Jun 2025)

I requested two 2x3 cards for this  Discord-server only event from @julybreakbingo  – so if you want to join in the fun, let me know and I’ll try to get you an invite!  I have two fics in progress and need to figure out some more crossovers. 

* C1_A1 - "Promise me you won't get mad." - see WIB * O3 - Love Confession

* C2_A2 - "You deserve someone who makes you happy."  -  see TSB R4 - Bartender.  

Warm and Fluffy   Bingo  [WFB]   (no end date)

Eight fills on my card, courtesy of   @warmandfluffybingocards  - need to try for another crossover or two!

* I2 - Vulnerable Drunk - matched this up with a previous Flash Fiction Friday prompt of [#FFF258 Milky Way Dreams]  for Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines -  a MIT-era Tony & Rhodey ficlet, where a drunk Tony shares a childhood dream with his best friend.  It came in at 318 words and will get posted to Ao3 at some point.   

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On  other creative fronts:  I am working on a brown bat  plush figure for a commission.       

If  you’re looking for one of a kind gifts for birthdays or other celebrations, check  out Stuffed With Character    over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 150!).   These soft stuffed figures are  mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC   and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design   requests  for any fandom!

[runnning-outof-time]

K’s ‘65 Away From 2.5k’ Holiday BINGO Challenge!

I hope y’all don’t mind that I’m starting this milestone celebration a bit early … I’ve had this challenge in mind for a while now and knew that I wanted to start it today (Dec. 1st). Then I realized how close I am to 2.5k, so I figured ‘why not make it a celebration too?’ So here we are.

I’m going to put the details of the challenge below the cut so that this post doesn’t get super long. Before you go check it out (and I hope you do) I wanted to thank you SO MUCH for helping this blog reach 2.5k followers. To achieve that in less than a year of having this account is crazy, and it’s all thanks to you. 💕

Alright…go check out the challenge now!!! (Please)

You can read stories written for the challenge HERE.

So you’ve decided to check out the challenge…thank you so, so much!!

The rules of it are pretty simple. At the bottom of this post, I’ve got a BINGO board that is loaded with different tropes, genres, settings and ‘must includes’ that you will use to create a story. I’ve picked these because they’re my personal faves, and they’re choices that I’ve seen in many stories on here. And since the holidays are now officially upon us, I figured I’d get us in the spirit with some fesitve choices.

If you’ve not played BINGO before, you need to either fill in 4 squares across or down (I’d shy away from going diagonal because there isn’t all 4 criteria present…4 corners is an option though) and then use those 4 choices in one story. Remember…ALL 4 must be included to get BINGO!

Want to try and get BINGO? All you need to do is either send me a 🎁 in my ask box, or comment 🎁 on this post, and I’ll add you to a PARTICIPANT LIST where all of the stories will eventually be posted.

You don’t need to tell me what choices you’re using right away…save that surprise for the fic that you’ll post (but please tell your readers the 4/the line that you chose when you post the story - maybe add it in an author’s note)

Any character from Peaky Blinders is free game for this challenge, and you’re more than welcome to use an OC or pairing from the show if you feel more comfortable with doing so instead of writing an ‘x reader’.

It is completely fine if you want to include mature (NSFW) content, but if you do…make sure that there are warnings and that you tag it properly.

YOU DO NOT NEED TO BE FOLLOWING ME TO JOIN IN - EVERYONE IS WELCOME!!

This celebration will run from today (Dec. 1st) until January 1st, 2023, which is when I’d like for all of the stories to be posted (becuase we’re celebrating the holidays) … BUT if things happen to get a little hectic for you and you still really want to join, you’re still more than welcome to post after the deadline.

Please make sure that you tag me in the story when you post it!! - you can use the hashtag too, but it’s not required.

Now that all of the boring stuff is out of the way (and I hope you’re still with me)…let’s take a look at the board:

Important: you’ll notice a * at the end of the box that says Christmas Morning/Christmas Eve. I’ve included that in case you wanted to use that line of choices but would rather use New Year’s Eve/New Year’s Morning instead, OR if you want to use that line of choices, but the character you want to write it with doesn’t celebrate Christmas…or you personally don’t celebrate Christmas.

An example of a possible combination for a fic would be: ‘we’re just friends’, ‘a holiday party’, ‘fluff’, ‘must include: a kiss’ … just in case anyone was confused.

I really hope that y’all would want to participate in this challenge…I’ve been waiting anxiously to share the idea with you, and I think it could be a fun way to celebrate the holidays.

Please don’t hesitate to message me if you have any questions!!

Tagging a few people who may be interested: @zablife @cillmequick @raincoffeeandfandoms @shelbydelrey @notyour-valentine @l1-l4 @gypsy-girl-08 @rangerelik @dandelionprints @look-at-the-soul @midnightmagpiemama @evita-shelby @fallatyourfeet @toms-cherry-trees @there-goes-thefighter @moral-terpitude @dearshelby @strayrockette @solomons-finest-rum @mgcllovdrms @huntingingoodwill @teenwolf-theoriginals @pherelesytsia @peakyscillian @peakyswritings @noforkingclue @forgottenpeakywriter @christinasyellowflowers @celticmelody @padfootdaredmetoo @theshelbyclan @vintunnavaa @mythos-writes @dreamlandcreations @jyessaminereads @lilyrachelcassidy

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Dividers by @firefly-graphics

[kimium]

8, 11, 30!

(From this ask HERE)

Thanks so much for this ask, Shreedle!!! I love talking about my writing and sharing my thoughts with you!

8. If you had to write a sequel to a fic, you'd write one for...

Oh dear... with 266 fics in counting it's hard to narrow it down to only one fic. I think the best way to do this is to discuss which fics per my most written fandoms (SDR2, FE Fates, and Katekyo Hitman Reborn!).

I am not including Twisted Wonderland because majority of my fics are linked to two series (Platonic Yandere AU and Sort of Saw Franchise AU) meaning they're getting additions to them anyways.

SDR2: Energy Drinks

Originally I was going to say Working Relationship which is the fic where both Hajime and Nagito are serial killers. However, the more I thought about it and the more I realized that most ideas for it are kind of... the same? So, instead I'm saying Energy Drinks. This AU has many angles to explore and more ideas that can be fun and creative. Thus, I feel it has more potential than Working Relationship in terms of creating a sequel.

FE Fates: Charades

If anyone doesn't remember (like I did) this is my AU where all Ylisse Royals have a god/goddess stuck in their minds. This story is already a soft redo as I wrote this concept in the story Possessive Lightning.

What's funny was a couple of nights ago I was searching through my own fics to find this one because I was thinking about it. Clearly, this is a sign that I should write a sequel to this story!

KHR: You're Welcome, Byakuran

A surprise twist: I picked a good timeline fic for this! Yes, in a shocking turn of events, if I was to write a sequel for one of my KHR fics, it's the one where everything is the same except Kikyo runs a Fashionista YouTube channel and Shouichi was roped into making content for a video.

The reason I picked this fic over my second choice, Monochrome and Lavender, is because I have so many other funny ideas steaming from this AU. I hope someday I'll write them! That is, if I don't keep writing bad timeline AUs for Shouichi. (Sorry, @m34gs)

11. A WIP you'd like to finish someday

I am hoping to finish Night Time Coffee (FE Fates) fic some day. It's been over a year since I updated it and I feel bad. The problem is I feel no one cares about the fic besides me and sometimes a fic can't live on writer alone. Thus, it's remained dormant.

30. Share a fic you're especially proud of.

I am super proud of the fic Bystanders (Not Innocent) for my Twisted Wonderland Platonic Yandere AU. I picked this one because for the first time I wrote as the faculty of NRC. It was a challenge and I was super nervous about posting the fic. I'm glad people like it, though I feel it doesn't get enough love and attention. I want more people to read it ahaha.

(Also a few shout outs because again, I have 266 fics, I can talk about more.

Shout out to my Bad Things Happen Bingo fills 16, 17, and 18 where I wrote the Awakening Trio being kidnapped by an obsessive and possessive Fallen Anankos.

Also a shout out to my most recent fic, Musing for Honkai Star Rail. I am still extremely nervous/self-conscious about this story because it's the second time I've written for HSR. I fretted so much as I wrote, but I am proud of it!)

[desertfangs]

💫🎀🧿💌 for the ask game!!

Oh my gosh, thank you for the ask! 💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?

I love all comments and feedback (as long as it's not like.. mean). Just knowing people read or enjoyed something I wrote is honestly an incredible feeling. But I think my favorite thing is when I've made someone laugh. That always makes me really happy. Also love hearing when I nail the characterization because that is important to me, but making people laugh is like... my favorite thing.

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing I mean I sure do a lot of it. 😅 Sometimes I worry I post too much fic (is that a thing??) and I definitely don't expect to people keep up reading when I'm posting weekly or whatever, but I really enjoy writing, and it's part of how I engage with fandom and I write fast, so I end up with a lot of fic. (I also end up with a lot of scraps, unfinished stories, false starts, and stuff I don't think is worth posting.) Also I do think I'm pretty solid at dialogue. Not all the time but I try to get the character's voices correct or as close as I can. Marius and Louis are often the hardest, but Lestat and Daniel having conversations takes me FOREVER to write because I want them both to sound like them. (That's two compliments, whoops. The first is sort of dubious I guess.)

🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?

I always take it personally. 😂😂 No, no, I'm kidding. I try to remind myself of several things: 1. Sometimes you just post at a weird time or a day when people aren't around and then it gets forgotten and buried so it doesn't get as much love. 2. Sometimes it's just not a popular pairing or type of fic. But I like to experiment with different stuff and different groups of characters. 3. Not every fic is for everyone and neither is my writing style. I tend to write a lot of dialogue-heavy slice of life stuff, which I love, but it's not everyone's cup of tea. I've gotten a lot more confident writing smut, and someday I want to write a big Plot-Heavy Multi-Part fic or try cowriting with someone, but I love little fics that just explore the nooks and crannies left by canon (both reading them and writing them). Not everything I write is going to have broad appeal and that's okay! Mostly, I'm writing for me. I am my own target audience. Of course I want other people to enjoy what I write, and I always hope they do! Which is why comments really help, it makes it feel like I'm not writing into a void. But at the end of the day, as long as one or two people enjoy it and it's what I set out to write, then I'm happy, and I move on and write the next thing.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I am desperately trying to write something Lestat/Daniel for Lestat Birthday Bingo but I have like 3 half-finished fics I'm not super happy with any of them right now, so we shall see! Their conversations are so hard to write, I think because they get deep and getting Lestat to actually open up is a challenge! 😬

I also have an idea for a fun Devil's Minion Christmas Fic that I want to start soon, so I'm really excited about that but I don't want to say too much since I don't want to jinx it.

[moonlitxeuphoria]

Hey pal! I hope you're doing well!

Character Asks: #2, 7, 12 and 26 for Katara please ^.^

Hey Ronin!! Always nice to see you buddy!

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

- Oh my gosh there’s so many things I adore about her, she’s such a badass; but the biggest thing for me is that Katara is so expressive and passionate. Growing up, I just really admired that there was a brown girl on screen (someone who looked like me) who wasn’t afraid to showcase her emotions - both the good and the bad - or be vocal about things that didn’t sit right with her. Especially when you’re told to control those emotions by elders in order to be taken more seriously. It made me feel more comfy in allowing to let that side of myself shine every once in a while as opposed to keeping it hidden.

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

- I haven’t been in the atla fandom for very long but in the short time I’ve been here, one big thing I noticed was that the opinion on Katara is really split. You either love her or you hate her, and that latter bit usually comes with opening a whole can a worms that I do not want to touch at all. All I will say on that is she’s not perfect (none of the characters are tbh) but that doesn’t make her terrible, it makes her human. But I will say one thing I do like that the fandom agrees on is that Katara deserved so much more than what she got. I love how that is something a good majority can agree on. And side note, I can’t forget to mention the memes surrounding her mom (some of those are foul, but I also can’t deny they’re a little funny some times. Like my god y’all get creative with those 😭).

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

- This is a silly little one but that she invented ice skating out of sheer boredom one day and then subsequently introduces it to the Gaang and it turns into a tradition that they have to do every time they visit the South Pole.

26. FREEBIE QUESTION!!

- I’m genuinely not sure what to do for this last one 🤣 but I’m guessing it’s like the ask equivalent of a free space in bingo? I haven’t done very many of these games so I feel outta my element (pun fully intended) rn 🤣 but overall this was super fun to do!

Thanks for the submission! 💗

[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

Ranking My 2023 Fics + hints of a planned 2024 fic (that im hoping to actually get done lmao)

I did this last year so I’m gonna do it again 🏃🏾‍♀️

Side note, before I begin, I would love love love to say a huge thanks to all of my readers, everyone who’s been interacting, enjoying and sparing a glance at anything I’ve written over the year. It tends to get really busy sometimes but I push through for you guys so thanks a ton :)))

ALSO I got a beta reader this year and they are one of the swaggiest people on the planet and I def would not be here without ‘em so an extra special thanks to @justicecaballer (who also has a few fics out) 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

OKAY LETS GET STARTED

1. dear, hello, salutations, love, sincerely, from, goodbye (8.99999/10). Im lowkey obsessed with this fic????

Like obviously it’s based off of my favourite movie of all time (DONT GET ME STARTED ON TO ALL THE BOYS-) and it also gives me the chance to explore Caitlyn and Vi’s relationships with their parents. Handling Vi’s grief AND being able to research lacrosse (I’ve been watching gameplay for the upcoming chapter lmao), something I’d never do if it wasn’t for this fic, has just been so fun. I still worry about my characterization of Cait and Vi, but I feel like I’m doing a pretty solid job right now. Also this is officially my longest fic to date and I’m glad I’m getting more and more comfortable with descriptions and getting better at pacing. The slow burn is kind of hitting I can’t lie, they’re so in love it hurts!!!! I’ve also been loving writing Caitlyn’s friendships! I’m SO GLAD I decided to write in Kai’Sa I’m obsessed with her. Jayce appearances have been few and far between, but they’ve been quite nice. I’m super excited to have this fic be finished and to get all of my ideas out!! More of Vi’s family dynamic is coming soon 🤭🤭🤭. ALSO, more scenes from the movie and even the book will be included I’m so excited lemme stop yapping!!!!

2. play stupid games, win gay prizes (8.8/10). SO FUN I CANT

This was my first beta read fic and also just one of my favourite fics of mine in general. It is genuinely so fun. I wish I added more festival/pride month vibes, but Caitlyn and Vi annoying each other did it enough I think LOL. That vibe of them just being the biggest nuisances to each other unfortunately didn’t last super long in the show so exploring it in this fic was exciting! The make out scene most definitely hit………. Like come on they’re soooo obsessed with each other it’s embarrassing. The bingo scene was most definitely iconic!!! The twister scene was too! It was just an entire bundle of fun no one gets it. Maybe I’ll post my notes for this fic. Part two…… is in the works…. Expect it by spring maybe?????

3. fix my galentine (7.5/10). Cutie patooties 🤭

I’m sorry but the whole “lemme just break something in my house so hot lady comes over to fix it” just kind of hits to me???? Like Caitlyn was so disastrously down bad it was the cutest thing ever. The reveal of what Mel (the greatest wing woman of all time) asked Vi was just so fun as well. There was no angst or anything in this one, it was just cute valentine vibes and flowers and love and all of those gross stuff so it was great to get out and enjoy. LET THE GIRLS BE HAPPY! I also thought a lot about Caitlyn’s job in this, weirdly. She was Hextech’s lawyer and something about that is just so fun to me lol. Was also thinking about a scene where some pipe bursts in the company building and Vi’s called to fix it and everyone is drooling over Vi but Vi’s just waiting for her job to be done to see Cait in her office and in a suit 🤭. First person was definitely a choice but I don’t think it hurt the fic all too much. ANYWAY, super cute and super fun.

4. who tf is this girl (6.5/10). Anniversaire 🤞🏾

Honestly nothing too interesting. A short little one shot to pair with the first ever fic I wrote and posted on ao3. It was just a fun little thing. I don’t know if Caitlyn would really be a jealous person…. Protective, most definitely, but jealous just doesn’t fit her too much in my opinion. It was nice little thing tho that I still enjoyed writing and finishing. I think I could see a lot of my improvement from the og fic to my this one. I just love their established relationship shenanigans idk let them be a normal couple fr.

5. hunting prize (6/10). Ooooo suffering.

SORRY THIS IS LAST LMAO. This fic was lowkey just exhausting to get through lol. It most definitely is not the worst thing in the world, but I’m starting to realize how draining it is to just write constant suffering. It’s still technically incomplete lmao. The last chapter is supposed to be about a year or more later. Caitlyn wipes out the enforcers and brings in the Wardens and then asks Vi to be the Undercity lead for them as they dance at a ball for the official announcement. I appreciate everyone who stuck with this fic because it took soooo long to actually finish. Whump is just really not my thing lol. I have yet to truly do the canon verse any justice in one of my fics but next year I’m locking in, I swear.

This year has been so great for my fics and everything, so a massive thanks again for all of you friends :))))

MORE TO COME!!! Count on it :)

Idk when I’m finally gonna get this one done but expect it probably mid year!!!????

[sparkagrace]

Tej, my most precious little snowball! ❄️💙 (Idk either, let's just.. roll with it okay?)

I saw people already asked you the writing questions I most wanted to ask (which— so rude, despite me being kind of late to this whole thing 😫). So, in case there's any questions you wanted to answer, but no one asked? This is me asking you those 🥰

I hope your weekend's lovely, and that you're enjoying whatever you might be up to 💕💕💕

Kayyyyy! Thank you my petit... fromage??? You are always welcome in my inbox, and you're not late at all!

#10: what work was the quickest to write?

I wrote last train home in a night. Mostly because I wanted to kick-start my bingo fills and also because @cable-knit-sweater had to stay up late before heading to the airport so I wrote it while I kept her company, and knowing she had to leave soon made me get it out quicker. It was also a fun lesson in just writing and getting it down. It came in just under 1,000 words.

#25: did you receive any gifts this year?

I'm answering this one so I can shout out some wonderful gifts I received from two super sweet people.

@cable-knit-sweater gifted me three amazing fics:

the cursed 'toast fic' which she blames me for even though she could have used any definition of the word!

the Stucky Flufftober fics (which are all wonderful and heartwarming!)

the i've been waiting for you which is just 😭😭😭

@reagy-jay also created some incredible pieces of art for my lane lines series which I cannot stop staring at.

going for gold from lane lines

pick up your shirt from the floor from treading water

[ask me for my ao3 wrapped]

[sillywormz]

kamen for bingo!!! and mayhaps,,,, azi?

THE WAY I REBLOGGED THIS ASK GAME HOPING SOMEONE WOULD ASK ABT SCAVENGERS REIGN LOL. o7 thank you for your service

kamen. i'm so obsessed with him he's like a diseased stray animal to me. i hate him but i love him yknow. i wanted to just hate him at first but he grew on my brain like a fungus. i think he reminds me of myself but the parts of myself i don't like/don't want to think about, and that's one of the reasons why he's hit home so hard for me. he's just really pathetic and awful but i also kinda want him to get better and for him to be ok. Complex Feelings abt this guy for sure. i've seen a couple of crappy fandom takes on him but overall most scavengers reign fans are rlly cool people with galaxy brained takes on the characters so i didn't want to circle the "incorrect fandom takes" one. the writers also did an excellent job with him. i don't think there's a single thing i'd change abt his canon characterisation or arc even if i could.

i think the fact that i'm so obsessed with him and somewhat identify with him probably has some not-great implications for my own psychology that i would rather not think about lol. there is something wrong with me that is also wrong with him and it sucks. but it's also fun and insightful to see a character who reminds you of the bad parts of yourself imo

AZIIIII MY LOVE. i adore azi so much. out of all of the scavengers reign characters, her, ursula and levi are probably the ones i would want to hang out with irl the most. ik she's one of the main characters but i was still tempted to circle the "not enough canon" option bc i desperately want to know more abt what her deal is. i think by nature she's a kind person, but by the time mia met her she was clearly kinda bitter/jaded and not super interested in socialising and it makes me wonder if something happened to make her that way. like ik she claimed it's because of the constant crew turnover making it hard to make connections, but i don't believe that that's the ONLY reason. we know next to nothing abt her history or where she's from originally, if she was born on earth or a colony, if she has any surviving family, etc. azi strikes me as someone who is very lonely/craves connection but puts up a tough shell around herself bc she doesn't want to get hurt. but even so, she still falls for mia, still lets herself care abt levi, still does her best to help barry and counteract kris's influence on him, etc......... she cares a lot despite trying not to. i would love to know more abt her

didn't circle the "deep seated reasons for loving her" thing even though i DO love her, bc the reasons are not deep seated lol. they're very obvious. i'm a lesbian and she's a butch with a buzz cut running around in either a cool black coat and/or a tank top lol. but also personality-wise she's just awesome and funny and so real. i think it's obvious why i love her and idk why someone WOULDN'T love her tbh

[emmy-everafter]

3, 5 and 15!

Thanks for the ask!!

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

I really only wrote two fics this year, Stroopwafels and We're Gonna Need a Bigger Pentagram, since I posted Invisible String this year but wrote it mostly in 2021. And I feel like I'm equally proud of them but in very different ways, y'know? Stroopwafels is the longest thing I've ever written (even longer than my current dissertation draft, oops) and I'm definitely proud of that amount of work. But WGNABP is the sort of fic I haven't had the chance to write as much and gets to blend all these different pieces--humor, angst, plot, romance, found family, world building, etc.--and I'm really proud of how it all came together. It was also my first time participating in a fandom event (GVBB) and I'm proud of myself for getting involved instead of just lurking.

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

Stroopwafels, for sure. This fic is so, so self-indulgent. I feel like I'm always condensing my thoughts for other people, even though my first instinct is to take as much time as possible, exploring every nuance, being as precise as I want regardless of how long it takes me to say it all. But usually, that's not what other people want, and so I rarely let myself say or write the full, uncut version of whatever I'm thinking.

But in Stroopwafels, I said fuck it and wrote the long version. I gave myself permission to walk through every nuance I envisioned in my headcanon of Wylan and Jesper's show relationship, which took way more time than even I was expecting. (It was supposed to be 3+1 things originally, not 5+1!!) And surprisingly, people liked it? It has quickly become my most popular fic and I frequently get messages and comments asking for the last chapter, saying they're rereading it just for fun, or telling me it's one of their favorite Wesper fics. Which like... what?! That's wild to me. This is a super self-indulgent, ridiculously long-winded character/relationship study with gratuitous canal metaphors and a side of smut, but apparently y'all like it, so...?

Anyway, I was not expecting this many people to get so invested in it and I'm grateful for every single hit, kudo, and comment, because I absolutely didn't have them on my bingo card.

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

Since Stroopwafels is technically still a WIP (despite my best efforts to find time for the last chapter), that's the main one. I'm really hoping, though, that after I get through this final semester of grad school, I will have time to get back to some of my other WIPs, which include a Julie and the Phantoms longfic, a Six of Crows time travel fic, the next stories in the Coven of Crows universe, and several ideas for SoC AUs that borrow from other TV shows.