#a few fics havent been shared here yet

[evermorethecrow]

Any thoughts u want to share on the omegaverse au?

YES ACTUALLY QUITE A FEW

-Dazai isnt a omega or alpha but in fact a beta (it fits him so much trust)

-i have alpha and omega as the majority beta being far and few between + generally not looked into that much too?? some people dont really even think about them ( you go to your sex ed class its like 3 slides on omegas, 3 slides on alphas and then like 1 slide on betas thats like 'yeah they just have nothing happen to them' a lotta betas think they just havent presented yet)

-NO SEX!!!!!!!!!!! like for realzies ive been calling it the sexless abo au for a reason theres like none of the usual typical abo heat cycle shit , im Far from a prude but i wanted to do something non traditional and abo is traditonally a sex trope so yknow

-chuuya isnt a alpha omega or beta but a weird sorta combination??? a variety of factors (Lab, suribachi) fucked his biology over quite a bit, he presented real late (typical age in this one to present is like 13 he showed nothing till 16) and hes basically like all three of them depending on the day ??? his scent fluctuates and changes a ton ,entirely inconsistant, it'll full on like disapear entirely sometimes for like a week and then come back. as for the actual heat n rut thing (the thing people are here for </3 /j) he kinda like. has both. let me explain, he might go into heat or whatever and then midway through it changes OR he could have them back to back or like nothing for months its like again NOt at all liner.

-Back to the no sex thing, its not like a pg rated au its more i wanted to use omegaverse as an excuse to do a whole fic on various charecters relationships with sex, in usual evermore fashion. the omegaverse is a very gendered trope i feel a lot or at least its become that??? became that at some point?? its also a more sex focused version of our society you can really do a LOT with the omegaverse i find it real fun to play around with especially when it comes to charecters who dont fit into the ideas general society has (read: chuuya).

-asexual chuuya

-im also not doing any of that 'inner alpha' 'inner omega' stuff sorry to any fans of that </3 when it comes to compulsions like nesting or whatever i say its something either can have (either being alpha or omega) i think its just pushed more onto omegas and sterotypically an omegan thing

-oh also im giving them the fangs and claws because i physically cant NOt have some kind of monsterish parts on bsd guys everytime i have to design a bsd charecter with no supernatural elements a fairy dies

-AND this is set in the bsd canon world so abilities and such a still around, theres a high concentration of betas among ability users and abilities can effect the abo parts, maybe chuuyas so messed up because hes a singularity who knows??

I'll stop my rambling now but you get the gist of it

[runningthroughthegarden]

Hi how are you ❤️? You write amazingly well <3

I was wondering, if you take requests, if you could write a Jack/Ethan fic inspired by "You're Losing Me" by Taylor Swift. (You can decide the ending, line sad or not)

Thanks you 💕

thank you!! yall love being heartbroken, me too!! requests are open, i love doing them :)

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you and jack had been dating for a year when he got offered a role in scream vi. you were more than excited for him, even though it meant you would be spending a lot of time apart. you both decided you would do everything in your power to make it work, but lately that was proving to be easier said than done. the last couple of days you could barely get in touch with him. whenever he did reply it was small or dry remarks. you felt lonely in the apartment you once shared. sitting, staring at the walls that were once filled with laughter and love. feeling your phone buzz you are quick to check the notification. 

“hey babe sorry ive had a long day on set” 

“jack we havent talked in days. i don't understand” 

“i know you don't. listen i’ll call you tomorrow” 

crashing on your bed, tears begin to dwell in your eyes.

you say, "I don't understand" and I say, "I know you don't"

we thought a cure would come through in time, now, I fear it won't

remember lookin' at this room, we loved it 'cause of the light

now, I just sit in the dark and wonder if it's time

pacing your room with your phone up to your ear you begin to grow anxious. jack broke his empty promise and didn’t call you. so now here you were, trying to piece it back together. as the ringing stops, a smile is cast across your face. 

“jack!! hey, i miss you”

“hey what did you want”

“well you said you were gonna call and i just wanted to check up on you” 

“im a little busy right now” 

“oh okay maybe we can call again later” 

a deep sigh is his only response. 

“is everything okay?” 

“no everythings not okay! i cant get anything done when youre bothering me all day. im working and all you want to do is talk about your day. im sorry but i really don't care right now”

“oh okay. i’ll let you go” 

throwing your phone onto your bed, you break down in sobs. 

do I throw out everything we built or keep it?

i'm getting tired even for a phoenix

always risin' from the ashes

mendin' all her gashes

you might just have dealt the final blow

you spent the evening on your bed, shaking with tears streaming down your eyes. you could only thing about how good things used to be. when you had a boyfriend who absolutely adored you. now it seemed like you had no one at all. your heart was racing a million hours per hour and yet you felt absolutely nothing. 

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse

my heart won't start anymore... for you

'cause you're losing me

after that night, that call, you made it a point to stay out of jacks way. he would facetime you every now and then. while he got his hair done, goofing around on set, or just in his trailer. none of these times did he seem to notice that none of your smiles reached your eyes. your replies were empty and solemn. you were happy to see him so excited but apart of you hated him for not realizing what he had done. for not realizing how deep his words had truly affected you. 

“hey you okay” 

biting your nails behind the screen 

“lately not really” you honestly replied. 

“hang on mason's gotta tell me something. i’ll call you later. love you."

every mornin' I glared at you with storms in my eyes

how can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'?

i sent you signals and bit my nails down to the quick

my face was gray, but you wouldn't admit that we were sick

your surprised to hear a knock at your door. you open it to reveal your curly headed boyfriend. he had stopped responding to you completely a few days ago, so saying you were shocked to see him was an understatement. tired of being the only one trying to keep the relationship afloat, you let out your frustration. 

“what are you doing here jack” 

“hey i just wanted to check up on you, i have a few days off” 

he brings you into a hug, but you stay stiff below him. 

“whats wrong?” he asks, picking up on your mood. 

“you ignore me for days and expect me to be excited to see you?” 

“ive been busy you know that” 

“jack we barely talk anymore. and when we do you blow me off in the first 5 minutes. hell you even told me to stop talking to you.” you explain, tears filling your eyes. 

“look im sorry, the movies just been taking up all my time."

“and the movies more important than me right?” you say barely above a whisper.

“no but this is my job, my life” 

“then maybe you should only worry about yourself” finally looking into his eyes.

“what are you trying to say” 

“im saying we’re done jack. i cant keep putting myself through hell only for you not to give a shit” 

“no c'mon we can make this work.”

“yeah thats what you said last time. please jack im going to ruin myself if this keeps happening.” 

you both are a crying mess at this point. 

not saying another word, jack leaves. 

and the air is thick with loss and indecision

i know my pain is such an imposition

now, you're running down the hallway

and you know what they all say

"you don't know what you got until it's gone"

the next morning you find a letter left at your front door. 

my love, 

i'm sorry. for absolutely everything. i love you endlessly. when the stars realign, i’ll be there. but for now, be with someone who can give you everything i couldn't. 

-jack

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse

my heart won't start anymore... for you

'cause you're losing me

stop 'cause you're losing me

crumpling up the paper you begin to cry. 

i gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy

and all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldier

fighting in only your army, frontlines, don't you ignore me

giving up so much of yourself, you were absolutely exhausted. the beautiful relationship you once had is now behind you. 

you're losing me

stop, you're losing me

i can't find a pulse, my heart won't start anymore

giving up the fight, you were at rest. 

[seaweedbraens]

To all the show doubters: you CANNOT say the final episode wasn’t absolutely great. Very few major issues, and actually lived up to the books (mostly)!

i obviously have like 16 full length essays in my head but imma spare y’all that for now.

i speak as a show doubter here. i havent watched the show yet because i have a grad review in 2 weeks that i'm supposed to be working on and i simply dont have the TIME to binge an entire show without feeling a truckload of guilt afterwards.

nothing against you, or anyone who enjoys the show! but i accidentally saw a clip from the final episode that INFURIATED me.

it's luke's betrayal, and somehow....annabeth was there. i don't want to comment on anyone's acting because this is just one scene and i don't want to be too harsh. but my issue is that annabeth was there at all.

first off - if she was there, there is no WAYYYYYYYYY annabeth's first instinct would be to attack luke if she overheard him. this is her FAMILY, the one person she truly felt she knew and who she felt knew her. she'd be stunned, man. not defiant in the face of his betrayal. look at the books! she rushes to hold the sky for him, making that decision in the brief moment it causes him pain!

anyway:

annabeth being absent is the POINT. in the books, she doesnt see luke leave, she doesnt know/understand his reasoning, and ON TOP OF ALL THAT she has to wait for like a week for percy to wake up and tell her how things went down. during that week she has to come to terms with the fact that 1. luke's left her and the camp, 2. he attacked percy, 3. he's joined kronos, and 4. he didn't care about her enough to give her an explanation or even say goodbye.

i feel like this DIRECTLY leads into her attitude towards him in EVERY. OTHER. PJO. BOOK following the first one. she is desperate for answers, desperate to believe that there's still some good in him. she wants to hear it from him. she wants to SAVE him. she defends him from percy's judgement MULTIPLE TIMES, tells him percy didn't know him, but she did. she truly believes he's just lost his way. she doesn't understand how he's fallen because she wasn't there to see it. and when she finally does, it's STILL hard for her to process.

i feel like her being there just ruins a lot of that. or maybe i'm just being overly nitpicky. which...that's kinda my thing. wcwsthwas exists because i'm nitpicky.

i don't want to diminish anyone's experience if it's been a positive one, least of all yours because i really do appreciate your inputs! this is just me ranting here because that scene bugged me so much. maybe the rest of the show is great and i'll be eating my words soon enough. i guess we'll have to see!

i'm sorry if this is very harsh - i don't want to offend anyone! i'm ecstatic you like the show, and i don't want to shut anyone down. i know i come off as a rick riordan hater (which i kinda am), but i wouldnt be writing pjo fic if i didn't have a lot of love for the universe he's created. i want to hear all the opinions - the good and the bad. please feel free to share any thoughts in my askbox.

[redheadloverr]

Distracting him from work

gn!reader x diluc

cw: nsfw, praising, fluff

A/N : hey hey long time no see, sorry for any spelling / grammar mistakes I will fix this later lol. This will hopefully be first of many more fics to come!

“Luc!” You were ecstatic to hear your boyfriend coming home from work. You thought he was coming home earlier tonight but ended up staying at the tavern later than planned.

“Hi baby, I’m sorry I had to stay late. Did you eat already?” he says hugging and kissing you on the top of your head.

“I ate lunch but I havent eaten dinner yet. I was waiting for you, Luc.” you say letting him go as he takes off his coat and shoes.

“Hun, you should’ve ate earlier, I still have some work I have to do before I can end the night.” Diluc said in a sad tone.

“You should eat too though! You’ve had a long day at work and I understand you have to finish up some things for work but you should eat before you dive back into work Luc!” You say eagerly waiting for his response. Diluc told you he wouldn’t be able to make it back earlier today but you still wanted to wait for him and have dinner with him like you wanted. You weren’t gonna let him dive back into work that easily.

“Baby, I would love nothing more than to eat dinner with you but I should really get working.” He held your hands and kissed you once before embracing you in his arms. “You can bring some dinner upstairs though and we can eat in my office, would that make it up to you?” He said it so softly, it was for you and you only to hear. None of the maids were at home still so he had no reason to whisper it other than to show you how sincere he was and how much of a soft spot he had for you.

You nodded excitedly as he stopped embracing you, you were almost jumping up and down. He smiled softly and kissed the top of your head one last time before going up to his office without a word. You didn’t mind though, you knew how equally excited you two would be for this even without words. You quickly ran to the kitchen and made a simple dinner. It wasn’t fancy like the maids make your meals but it was enough for the two of you to enjoy. After you finished making your dinner you quickly walked back upstairs to find Diluc in his office. You knocked twice before opening his office door.

“Hi, baby.” He said with a smile. “You know you don’t have to knock, my love.” He chuckled softly.

“I know, I just wanted to.” You said chuckling as well.

You sat down in a chair he pulled up next to him. You watched as he moved some papers aside to make room for the food. You decided to share the food on one plate so he didn’t have to make much room. You both took a bite before continuing with your conversation.

“How was work?” You say eagerly waiting to hear his voice again. It was really something else, Diluc had the voice to make you go absolutely crazy. He knew it. He had to know. There’s no way he didn’t know how much you loved his voice. Diluc may not have been a eager talker but with you he opened up so much more than he did with anyone.

He talked about his day like normal, he told you about some wild customers, told you about the staff, about venti’s drunkard self. You could do nothing but stare and admire him. By the time he had recapped basically his whole day to you, you two were finished with dinner. He quickly got started on work again and you quietly went to go wash the now dirty dishes. After a few minutes you went back up stares to Diluc with some grape juice and water.

“I brought you some grape juice, luc.” You say quietly as to not disturb his focus.

He looked up at you, “Thank you my love. Here, come sit on my lap.”

You were shocked that Diluc would be the one to offer you such a request but you would never in a million years deny this specific request. Sitting on his lap was like sleeping with a warm sun dried blanket. He smelled amazing and sitting on his lap elevated his smell ten times more than usual. Plus who doesn’t love sitting on their partners lap? Especially while they did work, being in your partners vicinity, having your partner want you in their vicinity while they’re doing something important such as work is such a nice feeling. And you took advantage of it one thousand percent.

You quickly took a seat on his lap and snuggled up close to him. He loved it when you did it, and you knew full well that he did. You had your way with Diluc, you were the only person who could ever have their way with Diluc and you didn’t mind what so ever. And since you could have your way with him, you decided to tease him a little. You started humping his thigh a little to see if he’d react in any way, you were full on expecting him to tell you to knock it off or to tell you to get off his lap and sit next to him. To your surprise, he did neither. He let you hump him more, you could tell he wanted to see how far you’d take it and honestly you didn’t know why but it excited you.

You continued to watch him work and hump his thigh, he started smirking a little before you started humping his thigh with more passion. It felt good, humping his thigh when you should’ve been quiet and let him concentrate. Seeing how far he’d let you go and seeing what he’d do after he’s had enough. It was all so exciting, it made you want to hump him more and more.

“What are you doing, hun? Do you think you’re gonna get away with this?” He said whispering in a calm voice. “Look at me.” He wasn’t asking or begging. He was demanding. You stopped humping his leg and proceeded to look back at him. “Good, now get up.” You were a bit confused but you did as he said. You got up off his lap and looked at him confused. He started taking your clothes off, all of it. He didn’t let you keep just your shirt on, he ripped every single piece of clothing on your body off.

“Sit, facing me.” He pulled you onto him, back onto his thigh. “Go ahead.” He said smirking, eagerly waiting for you to continue humping his thigh. He looked you up and down, to your eyes, your mouth, your nipples, down to where you were sitting on his lap. You were stunned, you didn’t know what to do, he never acted like this before and even though it was a pretty big turn on you had no clue how to proceed.

“I said, go ahead.” he said in a stern tone that made you want to jump. You started humping his thigh again but this time you felt embarrassed. He was staring at you, while you were trying to hump him like a dog in heat. It was humiliating yet also so thrilling. You loved how he looked at you with those lustful eyes but you hated how lustful you probably looked to him. You couldn’t help it though, you wanted him to watch you, you wanted him to touch you, be lustful for you. And he was, and he did. He started small, grabbing your waist and guiding you as you humped back and fourth. Then, he moved just one hand to your nipple. Squeezing just hard enough to make you flinch. And then he moved both hands to you nipples, now full on making you scream every time he pinched them. You started to cry from the pain and excitement. He moved his hands back to your waist and started kissing your neck going down to your nipples. He sucked your left nipple, hard. He swirled his tongue around your nipple making your head spin and started pinching the right nipple as he did. You were starting to lose your grip on his thighs, making it harder for you to continue humping him. He didn’t care, he just moved from one nipple to the other.

He finally stopped playing with your nipples and looked at you. “Can I leave marks on you? Visible marks?” His question stunned you, a mixture of pleasure and a mixture of joy. You couldn’t respond other than just a weakly nod. He chuckled seeing how weak you were from just humpimg him and having him play with your nipples. He went ahead and started leaving hickies all over your chest and neck, you were too weak to even realize how many he had left on you and at the same time you didn’t really care. Everyone in mondstadt knew you two were a couple and you didn’t care if people looked at you funny. You enjoyed when he left hickies on you, and he enjoyed giving you hickies.

“My love,” he said taking you out of your trance, “let’s go to the bed, shall we.” He said it as if it were a question but you knew he was going to take you even if you didn’t want to. And so he did, he lifted you up, leaving your clothes and his paper work messily on the desk and the floor. He carried you to your bedroom which thankfully was right next to his office. He gently placed you down on the bed as you started eagerly tearing his pants off. “Love, I can take my own clothes off.” He says but you didn’t care. Your mind was mush, filled with nothing but lustful thoughts and you were just ready to have him absolutely destroy every part of you.

He took his shirt off as you took his pants off and then you started kissing him, it was a long and deep kiss, lustful and vicious. He started touching you as you two kissed, rubbing his member against you, just as eager to devour you. You two panted as you pulled away from the kiss.

“Im putting it in.” He doesn’t ask or wait for a response. He knows what’s his and he takes it. He was stern and rough, he was damn near basically shoving it in but you liked it this way. You moaned loudly, not even caring if people could hear you two or not. He grunted with every thrust, your moans only making him thrust deeper and harder. He wanted you, he needed you.

Your moans filled and echoed throughout the room, his grunts only being loud enough to be heard by you. Only you could hear how passionate and how different these grunts were compared to the rest. Only you could truly hear and understand that this feeling, these lustful thoughts and needs were a new experience. And you loved being the only one who knew. You tightened around him each time he goes harder, he loved it. He loved feeling how tight you were and he loved hearing you moan in pleasure each time he forced his way through your tight walls.

“Baby ngh… you’re so tight..” All you could do was moan in response. You couldn’t make out any words, you couldn’t even make any noises besides moans. He had turned you into mush, he made you a sex toy for his personal use.

“You’re doing so good baby.. take it all just like that” he said pounding into you harder, making you tighter.

“You’re doing a wonderful job taking my dick hun. Is this what you wanted earlier? Did you want me to bend you over my desk and pound into you this roughly?” You could tell he was also struggling to speak, every sentence was getting harder and harder for him to speak fully.

“Doing such a good job baby.” He reached over to kiss you. “Doing a great job taking me in. Do you like it when I fuck you like this? Huh, baby?”

You couldn’t take it anymore, his teasing only turned you on more, making it almost impossible for you to not climax in that instant.

“I..ngh, I need to..ngh.. I need to cum..” You said practically whimpering to him.

“Go ahead baby. You can cum. Cum all over me baby, you can do it. Be a good little brat and cum for me.” he couldn’t stop panting, almost as if he was about to cum as well.

“I..” you said holding back tears. “I’m cumming” you say followed by a moan.

“Me too baby, I’m cumming too..” he said softly as he ran his hands down your body.

You were both panting. Him still being inside you, reached down and kissed you. It wasn’t a lustful kiss, it was passionate and overwhelming with genuine affection. “You did a good job baby. I’m sorry if I was too rough.” He says running his thumb along your lips. “You weren’t.” You reassured him, pulling him back in for another kiss.

“We should probably go take a shower now.” He says looking at you softly. You giggled at him, “We should, shouldn’t we?” Both of you now laughing softly. He plants a kiss on your forehead. “I’ll go get the water running.” He says before kissing you one last time and going to the bathroom. You lay there, ready to go to bed any second now.

Diluc gently wakes you before telling you the bath is ready. The two of you help each other sleepily wash of that night’s event. Diluc hands you your pair of pj’s before grabbing his own. You two quickly change and proceed to walk back over to your bed and sleepily getting under the blanket together. Diluc turns off his nightstand lamp, making the room go pitch black. He goes to cuddle you up close to him before kissing your forehead. “Goodnight my love, sweet dreams.” You hear as you drift off into sleep.

[starbiology]

Hey there! Just wanted to say your TDF and Altador Council post have been feeding my long held love of those characters and I adore you for it. Your artstyle is especially gorgeous and the recent fic was the perfect amount of angst. You had mentioned you were looking for more fics/NT pieces on them and I know the NT search function sucks so I wanted to make sure you'd seen 'Power of Twelve' by Herdygerdy- handles the concept of TDF returning to Altador desperate to remove the ring. More broadly focused on her and the council instead of just TDF and the King. There's also 'King of the Land of the Sun' by Saphira_27. Again more about King Altador and the council but with lots of sad reminiscing. There's actually quite a few out there! I typically use google with the site:www.neopets.com/ntimes modifier when looking for specific character pieces. I hope you are having a fantastic day!

thankyouu and anon oh my god! I LOVE YOU!! I havent read either of these and to find out theres 2 several chapter long fics I havent read yet im so excited!!

Also this is the perfect timing to show something I just started working on today

Im creating a petpage to host links to neotimes stories sorted by npcs to make it easy to find all this great work all these writers have been doing!

Its in the very early stages before any styling. Currently its just some fics Ive had bookmarked on my phone (and the stories you shared here too) but im hoping to one day have a library of tons of stories sorted by each of the npcs!

[cloudcountry]

HI !! ive been gone for a bit but ive lurked on your blog a bit (also i like ur new name) !!! and WHAT HAPPENED ? the last time i was here you were a proud idia hater 😦😦 did he finally win over your heart ? 😻😻 please fill me in 😢

(also trust that im reading every single idia fic in ur event ❤️❤️ i love ur writing :))) )

I REMEMBER YOU HELLO YES UHHH ABOUT THAT. ourgh i guess he did. side eye. IM JK yes i like idia now but i am a bit alarmed at the EXTENT to which this like is growing.

turns out when you hate a twst character you should probably take a minute to look at them from a different perspective slash clean slate. and thats exactly what i did. i asked my moots what they liked about him and got a few responses, then i reread all of his vignettes and NOW im replaying the entire game. im currently on book 3 right now C:

i would like to formally apologize for my hatred of idia LMAO while it was BURNING while it lasted (and justified when everyone was shipping me with him. shudders.) its gone now like it never existed.

it was mostly edie and rubia (two of my moots :3) who shared a kinder side of him with me and yk, rereading idia's interactions with the student body and ortho as well as how he carries himself, he really isnt that bad of a guy.

hes,.., complex, i guess? and i didnt care enough about him to look into him. hes a really kind person and yk, on further inspection, someone that i find very likable. like you guys havent seen my new intro post yet but hes actually one of my favorite characters now

AND ALL OF THIS HAPPENED IN THE SPAN OF TWO DAYS.

(thank you SO MUCH i was so excited for this event...its kind of like a "yippee auburn doesnt hate idia anymore!!" celebration which is DEFINITELY throwing some people off LMAO but thank you for your support hehe <3)

[pancakemolybdenum]

Hi!!!! I’m also making a physical copy of detective pony and if you’d be willing I’d love to know your method of getting his words and printing them out!! I’m a bit stumped on the best way to do that + his doodles! Thanks!

its been a while since ive worked on it bc work got in the way of me having much energy in the evenings but what i did was take every page in the fic and cut out only the orange bits, so the rest was just white, and put it all together as a pdf. some bits i had to recreate myself like the friedmann model universe equation and the turkish march bit (shoutout to @kh358days2 for helping me figuring out musescore). then i did some test printouts of one page (NOT the whole thing ever. you will thank me) with different sizes until it fit perfectly

i dont really see why i should keep my pdf only to myself so if u dm me i can share it with you (when im not at work lol). with reservations for mistakes here and there. i had to redo a few pages as i went bc they ended up slightly blurry in print from accidentally saving with opacity on

edit: about the doodles i havent gotten to those yet... ive been trying out some orange gel pens and thinking i can just practice them on paper a few times and then hope i get it right on the first try. or maybe i can sketch really lightly with pencil first. biggest problem is the stuff on the covers bc of the slippery material. i have no idea what ill do there. orange paint and a really thin brush?

[definitelynotshouting]

I just binged your entire hunger au tag, haven’t yet read the rough draft (that’s for tomorrow bc it is currently almost 1am) and I gotta say I’m loving it. Loving the worldbuilding behind Players vs Watchers vs Listeners etc, and how the code ties everything together.

Some small questions: do you know which of our Hermits were born vs spawned?? I feel like all those who have been around since Alpha days, like Iskall, definitely should be spawned, but I’m wondering if you’d consider any of them born instead??

Do we have anyone we know who are in a symbiotic relationship with the Listeners? My first thought was Martyn and Jimmy… anyone else? Any Hermits?

Anything more you can explain about Zedaph in this AU? You mentioned some interesting interactions with Grian 👀👀👀. Zedaph my beloved haha.

Thanks for sharing this wonderful au, I had a great time scrolling the tag!!

It's been a few days since you sent this so i hope you enjoyed the rough draft's first chapter if you ended up reading it!! :D thank you so much for the kind words, im really glad people are liking this!! The worldbuilding is honestly so funny to me, half of this shit isnt even going to make it into the fic beyond maybe one or two throwaway lines 😭😭😭😭 but honestly its been SO FUN to sit here and think about what this world looks like in my own interpretation, i dont think i could stop at this point even if i tried

Ooooh lets see.... its honestly more rare for a Player to be born than it is for a Player to be spawned, so the list of Hermits who were born is pretty small. I think Joe is one of them. That just seems to be the vibes i think. Im honestly not sure about the rest of them though, i'll have to think about it!!

Martyn is absolutely host to a Listener. Jimmy im not so sure 🤔 but its a distinct possibility. No hermits are Listener hosts, though-- not yet, at least. I have a few nebulous ideas im churning around tho >:]

Zedaph is taking point in this au with Doc to figure out ALL there is to figure out about Watchers!! He's super curious and intrigued about them just for the sake of the knowledge itself, and the science of it, and im kinda in love with the idea of Zedaph being the one who starts really learning exactly how Grian navigates the world and why he does the things he does. Zedaph the beloved indeed<3

Im glad you enjoyed scrolling through the tag!! Ive answered a few more asks now, so there should be more material to look through if you havent glanced at it already!! :D

[midchelle]

thank you @raylangivins for tagging. putting this on here because when it comes to beatles rpf, i follow the policy of containment

ao3 first lines tagline

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway (spoiler alert: rules are made to be broken…)

i haven't written ten fanfics but instead of just sharing the three I've uploaded i am going to take this opportunity to be self-indulgent and pad this list out with other little fragments I've had lying around for a while

“Oi!” John shouts. “What’s going on here?” 

“You are not supposed to be here,” the man says. His English sounds like that of all Europeans of his ilk: almost RP but far more enthusiastic about his consonants than any limey. “Jacky and the Strangers were booked to play tonight,” says Lord Kraut, “not the Beatles.”  

John squints. “What Beatles?” 

“You Beatle, John Lennon.” 

people (@aquarianshift) have been saying that this is the greatest opening in English literature. you decide.

2. What did they say in a tale of two cities? The best of times, the worst of times, the age of wisdom, the age of foolishness. Et cetera, et cetera. Heaven and hell. England and America. How could a few lines in black ink read business as usual on side of that narrow ocean and read bonfires and death threats on the other? The best of times. The worst of times. At the moment, the latter seemed more apt.

3. "This album," George said dryly as the slide guitar trickled away, "has the distinct honour of being the first effort by an ex-Beatle to be rejected by a record company."

"They're good songs --" said Paul. 

"'We don't hear a single.' That's what Warner Brothers said, " George lit a cigarette. "Do you know what a single is these days? The radio stations have been going around doing polls and they've decided a hit single is a song about love gained or lost aimed at fourteen to twenty year olds. What chance does that give me?" Paul picked at the remains of his toast and waited for that's your target audience, not mine --  something else along those lines -- but what happened was George ashed his cigarette, stood, and said, "Alright, break's over. Let me try that guitar bit again."

4. Morning dawned in a flushed glow. Sunlight picked out red and gold veins hidden within the sandstone of the temples. The carved blocks, tapering into pointed domes, were darkened by a rain that had tempered a balmy evening the night before.

this is from the george harrison being sad in india fic i havent finished because i have a beginning and ending and haven't figured out how to knit them together yet

5. No matter how swinging London got, it could never beat Paris. There was just something in the air, the attitude, the cant of light. The food, the romantic old cobblestone streets, even the grime on the townhouses had a dignified, artful quality.

from paul and john in paris 1966 fic i probably won't finish because the paul voice in this is sooo pretentious jesus

6. The letter reads:

Dear Mr & Mrs Starkey

John Winston Lennon has had Paul McCartney erased from his memory. Please never mention their relationship to him again. 

Thank you. 

At first, when he finds out, he’s relieved.

from mclennon eternal sunshine of the spotless mind au that i will. probably finish. sometime in the summer

fini! i'm supposed to tag ten people but i don't feel like it so i tag: @thetomboyeffect @scurator and idk anyone else who wants to do it

[lucyt-art]

I'm slowly moving my art here.

But I'm still active on twt.

I will be moving to tumblr fully if/when twitter falls. (Or I've gotten sick of it, whichever comes first)

I don't really know how many of my followers here are active (or which are bots... I've been getting a few follows lately that seem a bit suss.)

I am not sure if I will be doing much of any engagement posts here (polls, give me a number/I'll answer, share and tag posts. Etc.) Cause honestly when I would do so on twt I would not get any response/engagement. If I'm lucky I'd get 1. (and I have more followers there, around 1,700 compared to the 300 here)

And honestly it is so disheartening.

I'd leave the post up and even retweet them every now and then for a week or 2 but still nothing. So I'd just end up deleting them. But when I see another engagement post floating around twt I hope that maybe this time will be different.

But it isn't. The only posts that people actually engage with is if it comes with a free drawing.

And while I love those posts. I unfortunately don't have the same time for them and it just isn't the same as the other posts where it actually engages conversation.

Sorry for the long post.

I am writing this now, while I am still a small account here, cause to be honest I still want to try the posts like "artist/fic author asks", or the random facts tag share, etc. Because I'd like to actually talk with you and build a community.

I feel like I'm just good for sharing art but not interesting or worth engaging with. (on twt, not here since I'm technically starting over here cause I've been ia for a few years and havent made an engagement post yet)

But while I mainly draw/write krtsk content that doesn't mean I am not interested in other fandoms/topics.

But who knows, maybe I'm missing something or I am doing something wrong and just don't know it.

Might delete this later.

[averysmolkirbo]

Since im working on my fic, id thought id share this other thing i made. I meant to make it an objection.lol, (thats why it's simple) might still do that, but im gonna have to get home first to do that.

I dont have an AO3 yet (i havent written fics before) so the story'll be below the cut.

Its a little wrightworth thing (with some bonus franmaya) its the first thing ive made so lemme know if you like it!

[Courtroom, ~8pm]

"Alright. I'm here, what did you need so urgently that it required me coming here now, at this hour?"

"Huh? Edgeworth? What are you doing here?"

"Oh don't play dumb, you said you "urgently had to tell me something at the courthouse"

"When did i say that???"

"Franziska spoke to me earlier today that you apparantly 'Had to tell me something'. What even is it anyway?"

"I never said anything like that to her. Maya said she wanted me to come to the courthouse for some reason."

"And... you believed her?"

"What? Yes, of course i did! And so did you!"

"You thought she had gotten herself arrested again didn't you?"

"Well, that thought did cross my mind, but really i came because i was sorta bored all alone at the office."

"Hmph. I fear we have fallen victim to some kind of ... practical joke. If you dont have anything else to say, i'll be leaving now."

"No wait, I- I actually do have something to tell you."

"Really? Are you in on this absurd joke too?"

"No, no! I just.... had something i was gonna tell you about the next time i saw you... and you're here already.... so......"

"Alright then. What is it, Wright? Please make it quick. I'd like to get home.

"Oh? What's got you in a rush?"

"I didn't come here to be interrogated. Get on with your question, Wright."

"Ok, just curious.... (Why is Edgeworth acting so strange? Its later than he'd normally be at the courthouse, but its only around 8pm....)"

"I'm just tired, alright?"

"[I thought he didnt want to answer?]"

"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh, uh, sorry. Well not to be rude but you look... tired-er than usual?"

"More tired."

"Fine, whatever. You look 'more tired '."

"That's why i was leaving."

"Well what made you so tired to start with, then?"

"I happen to have some very important and complex cases right now. There. That's your answer, anything else?"

"[I swear i'm about to begin seeing things...]

"Hehe, that's me when i take 17 benadryl and i start seeing the hat man."

"Excuse me, Wright, i didn't quite catch that last part. THE WHO?"

"Not The Who. THE HAT MAN."

"THAT'S NOT WHAT. I. MEANT."

"WHOM IS THIS HAT MAN?"

"THE MAN WHO SHOWS UP WHEN I TAKE 17 BENADRYL. KEEP UP, MILES."

"You are absolutely, IMPOSSIBLE. Do you know that??"

"ive been told that a number of times...."

"Not to mention- why on EARTH are you taking SEVENTEEN BENADRYL? No wonder you're hallucinating."

"Idk, 2 just doesnt work for me. Especially if im already sick. Besides, arent those labels just suggestions anyway? Whats the big deal if i take a few more than intended?? I need it!"

"S-SUGGESTIONS? SUGGESTIONS?! "

"I'm gonna take it by your reaction that they arent suggestions?"

"SUGGESTIONS FOR LIVING."

"Calm down, Miles, its not that big of a deal. See, i'm fine. I havent died yet. ive only done it like 3 times or something."

"IT'S- I- I wonder what goes on in that head of yours sometimes."

"haha, this is nothing, ive done worse. Like when i got charged for murder and then ate at a glass necklace to hide the evidence."

"I would be shocked right know, if i was talking to literally ANYONE else right now. But since im talking to you, Wright, i'm not the least bit suprised.

"Let me guess, in true Wright fashion, you escaped with few ill effects from this most foolish behavior?"

"Haha, how'd you know?"

"I think i only had a stomach ache, but that also mightve been what i had for lunch that day..."

"Of course.... What sort magical force do you possess that allows you to be so... immune to harm?"

"Is it perhaps the work of that magical charm Ms. Fey gave you?"

"The magatama? No, dont think so. I think all it does it let me see people's secrets..."

"Well there has to be some secret to your invincibility."

"I don't know, maybe im just lucky?"

"I'd say "Lucky" people can't fall through a BURNING BRIDGE into FREEZING RAPIDS and end up with NOTHING BUT A COLD!"

"AND "NORMAL" FRIENDS DON'T FLY 14 HOURS ACROSS THE WORLD JUST TO MAKE SURE SOMEONE'S OK BUT YOU DIDNT HEAR ME BRING THAT UP, DID YOU?"

"I TOLD YOU, THAT WAS DIFFERENT! LARRY TOLD ME YOU DIED!"

"ok, yeah, fair point. But you of all people should know not to trust Larry."

"Would you have prefered i hadn't believed him??"

"If you're going to be bringing that up, then i'd say that i have some 'decisive evidence' makes you a hypocrite."

"Uh-huh. Sure, tell me what this evidence is then, Edgeworth."

"You changed your college major just to "save" me. Whatever that means. I'd say a "normal" friend wouldn't do that ..."

"I was already considering changing majors after the whole murder trial thing, really.

"Now you're just making up excuses. Ms. Fey already told me about the trial where her sister defended you and your sudden interest in law."

"Well... well.... WELL I LOVE YOU!"

"I LOVE YOU TOO!"

"What?" (shit. The jig's up.)

"What?" (oh god. I cant believe i just said that...)

"You... uh... you say something, Edgeworth?"

"No. Did you say something?" (Oh god, he definetely noticed... think of something-)

*maya pops up from out of nowhere*

"HAH! Gotcha, Nick!"

"Aah! Maya??? What are you doing here?? How long have you been here?!? I thought you left?!"

"Ive been here....The entire time. >:3"

"Was this some kind of elaborate scheme to get us to admit our... feelings?"

"Maybe >:3 , Franziska didn't think it'd work"

"Wait, Franziska was in on your little... scheme??"

"Oh yeah, this was actually all her idea. I just lured you here, haha."

"Wha-"

"Hahaha! You guys should've seen your faces!"

"Yea.... thing is franzy said it was 'getting too hard to watch you two lovebirds pine for eachother all the time'"

"WHAT? What pining?!"

"Nick, have you even ever SEEN yourself after a trial with Mr. Edgeworth?? You always look like your crush just asked you out to prom or something!"

"I-I do?! I mean... um... No i dont..."

"You might be great at bluffing, Nick, but you're the worst liar ever! Even Pearly can hide things better than you!"

"E-even Pearls??"

---

[Defendant Lobby, ~8:30]

"We should go back to the office now, Maya. It's getting late."

...

"Hold on a minute, Wright, before you go.... is what Ms. Fey said true? About you after a trial with me?"

"I guess.... it is, heh."

"Really? You... really feel that way?"

"Of course! Its ok if you dont-"

"Don't try to act like you aren't the same way, Miles Edgeworth!"

"Hi Franziska! Glad you could make it >:3 we're just getting to the good part! I told you it'd work!"

"It-it seems it has, Maya. Thank you."

"And for your information, Mr. Phoenix Wright, this foolish fool feels the same foolish way about you as you do about him. He's an absolute fool at trying to hide it."

(Did.... von Karma just stutter when she spoke to Maya?)

"I- Hmm...(Oh. There's no point anyway... its already out...)"

"I didn't know you felt the same way, Edgeworth."

"Speak for yourself, Nick! You two are the most open books since... since... forever!!"

"How long have you been trying to get us together??"

"Well, initially i wanted to give you two lovebirds time to do it yourselves, but-"

"It was absolutely unbearable watching you two foolish fools around each other."

"Yeah.... franzy originally wanted to just whip it out of you but i covinced her to try my plan first.."

"Ummm... Thanks?"

"You know i'm still open to doing so, Mr. Phoenix Wright.

"Ok! Ok! Sorry!"

"Wright..."

"Yeah? What is it, Edgeworth?"

"Would you perhaps... care to have dinner with me? Now? My treat."

"Oh, I would love to! How about we bring Maya and we all get burgers?"

"That sounds.... Wonderful. Let's go."

"YAY! Burgers! Let's go!"

----

bonus franmaya thing:

"Are- are you and Franziska together, Maya?!"

"I saw her blush while talking to you, and she didnt even call you by your full name."

"Duh! Why else do you think she lets me use a pet name? You know not every couple wants to wait 15 years to confess to each other ... right, Nick?"

"I just thought that she would be the last person you'd want to be with. She did try getting you convicted of murder, remember?"

"Franzy's actually way softer than you think, but don't tell her i told you that."

"Besides, Mr. Edgeworth did the same thing and YOU still love him!"

"That was different! He was my childhood friend and he probably didnt have a choice on who he prosecuted then. Also, Edgeworth has never whipped me to unconciousness before. Or at all."

"Oh yea, i remember that, franzy told me it was one of her favorite moments ever in court. But you also cant tell her about that either, or she might reenact a version 2"

(Maybe stop telling me all your relationship details then....)

"Why did she like it so much?? (is franziska a sadist??)"

"You know what, actually, im too hungry to argue right now... lets go."

"Good choice Nick, lets go get some burgers!"

============

[thatgirlwithasquid]

WIP Wednesday Friday

I was tagged by @medusapelagia a couple days back but I've been both busy with chores and super tired so I'm only getting to it today lol

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog of this post or new thread, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from, write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post.

If you’re reading this, you’re invited! If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

So, here's the few things I should really be working on/just really want an excuse to work on:

FF: Harringrove Relay Race 2024 - draft 2 (i still havent finished that last chapter ;-;)

FF: vampire!jonathan (it's been over a year since i've touched this one and i feel so bad about it)

[REDACTED] (my piece for the sapphic mini bang and the file title is, for once, the actual fic title and it's not been claims yet so... but this is my priority rn so making me work on it would be great!)

FF: Cunningway - Demons

And a snippet from the 2nd one...

Instead of waiting for the guy to crawl inside with that supernatural smoothness Billy has noticed him moving with now, Billy gets to his feet and walks over to the window. Byers startles slightly to see him appearing there, eyes flashing red again as he looks up at where Billy leans down, bracing himself on the edge of the surface. “Don’t bother,” Billy huffs, not giving Byers enough time to respond before he’s ducking under the window and landing in the grass outside with a thump. “We’re going for a drive.” “What?”

Idk who else is working on any fics rn, so if you have some writing to be doing or are participating in any events rn then I'm pointing at you. Come do this (if you want, ofc) and get some words down!

[makahimetenshi]

Two separated ways - Chapter 12 - Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor x Paladin Danse Fallout 4 Fanfic

Im thinking in deleting the first two chapters and reupload them with a new title, after all I have a continuation for that story also, kinda the same love triangle where they have children in the middle but different plot. So this fic and url only will be How i meet your mother and the story of how Arya Maxson was conceived, the one already uploaded with that fic will have the note that is chapter 3, I think ill upload there the next porn chapters

If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and comments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive comments of wanting to know what happens next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

Arthur called Danse for a meeting, a schedule meeting, to not being such an asshole of interrupting his dutys to talk about her, after all it wasn’t a pleasant theme of conversation for any of them for lately the same reasons.

Danse stood in front of the door, sighing, he had been walking around wanting time to pass and Arthur to give up and leave but no, apparently he was still there in his office and my god he really didn't want to talk he didn’t even liked him that much. And besides, he already knew that he was going to start this conversation again.

His failed love story, but now someonelse is experiencing it.

So he knocked, the sooner he end this chat the better.

-Welcome Paladin, I found some boxes of Junk food to share and I thought –said Arthur opening the door with his best smile.

-Go to the point Arthur, what now?

To not love her he was kinda salty about the Nora subject, and he hasn’t mentioned her yet. He missed the days were the two of them were good friends actually.

First he coughed a little to make him understand that he should go to into the damn office and not be rude. Danse sighed and went inside, taking a seat in the chair in front of the desk.

-I actually called you to apologize, asshole –now the paladin felt bad for whatever the reason was- you were right about a lot of things im just starting to see now

He sat on his side on the desk and throw the box of junk food to the paladins hands, who open it and place it in the middle of the table feeling bad about his hostile behavior

-I tried to warn you –said the paladin picking a potato crisp

-Im sorry, I thought you were exaggerating, I thank you very much for wanting to let me know

Silence, Danse eat another potato crisp.

-Its okay, she is someone you really want at your side –couldn’t blame him, Nora was a catch.

-You really try to love her over and over, try and try but then she…

-Does fucked up things, multiple times in a row –Danse hand hit a bit the desk in frustration, definitely not a planned reaction, came out of resentment-crushes all your efforts to not feel bad and disturbed every time like it was your fault that she is unbalanced

Arthur stay in silence for a moment before talking.

-I havent seen anything super bad yet but…I had some scary moments –Danse looked at him- lets keep it that way

-What are you guys up to? –ask Danse wanting to be clear and know where he was standing.

-We are pregnant right now, two weeks…-the way his nose swelled as he breathed and filled his lungs was almost comical, even his face had turned red, but he exhaled all that air to calm down and then pressed his forehead with his fingers.

-Let me guess –if he didn’t find a logical explanation he will have a heart attack- the council was pressuring you

-Of course but she also offer herself to me –said Arthur now picking potato crips to eat. Danse heard and sighted

-Truly the only reason we are not together its because im infertile

-You are? –wow he didn’t know that, not with his confirmation at least

-Remember when I passed out three years ago? I offered to enter a place with a lot of radiation in her place and sacrifice myself to activate some controls so we could get out of a chamber in which we were trapped, in the end Nora got me out of there I don't know how-he remember, it was a mess because she was screaming desperate for help when they arrived at the citadel gates that noon, the weeks she stay at his side while in treatment make him sad for her, he really rooted for Danse to get better so she wouldn’t fucking die of sadness if something happened to his friend-but I was there for about 3 weeks in treatment, obviously from then on I became sterile, I did tests not long after I was already recovered-Danse at 49 was doing fertility test to check if he could still knock up Nora and he was panicked about letting more time pass how funny- I don't know if I would have been sterile before because we had sex more times than my fingers can count and I never got her pregnant but the test is my formal confirmation of infertility, is in my medical record. Not long after I told her the news we stopped having sex together, I was very determined not to let her get her romantic hopes up so we weren't doing it but she at least stopped insisting on that aspect, she kept trying to get me to I fall in love with her many times but she no longer insisted on me in a sexual way, at first I thought she was afraid of catching some disease from radiation remnants or cancer in me but soon I realized that…

-She wanted something else –they have a long history together and he was in the middle.

-Started talking more about Shaun and how beautiful her pregnancy was, that she was having the time of her life with her baby more and more often–Danse sighted looking at the ceiling- the only reason im not hooked with her its because I cant knock her up clearly, of course if I get her pregnant I would be responsible of our kid despite our feelings not being mutual.

-You would be happy that way? A kid with her despite you don’t want anything romantic?

-Well –Danse looked at him and pick more potato crips- are you?

-Answer the question paladin –said Arthur now feeling his tongue salty and dry, damn he was thirsty.

-I think I would be a great dad –of course he will be- both will work to be great parents and protect that kid that’s for sure, it would be fun. Besides I understand your point back then, she is prewar, a kid with her genes is a guantantee of excellent health

-But to be at her side?

-If there is something that definitely does not make a couple fall in love, it is a child in between, it could even separate us more, but you are right, it is an excuse for us to be together and make everything uncomfortable, so that she can insist more on me –he saw a weird look on Arthurs eyes-don’t get me wrong im 100% sure that she is going to be an affectionate mother despite everything

-I don’t know –Arthur sighted sliding his back into his chair- I don’t know her enough

-Then why do you agree?

-The council said that the quality of my sperm could decrease if I keep waiting, and she has…such charming…

-Indeed –now Danse sighted also sliding his back into his chair- she can be nice and loving like a wastelander never experienced in their whole lifes

-Exactly! –hu this conversation was helping in a lot of levels

-It catches –Danse admitted, biting on his lip- I never wanted to give up

-What do you mean?

-Everytime she snapped and do something horrible it was like a failure to me, it hurts me that she was never stable enough for me not to feel guilty about wanting to be next to someone who did those things, I never wanted to purposely think I don’t what to correspond this woman feelings, specially if she wanted me

-the probability of finding someone to love in the wastelands and that person being strong for that love to last is so low and yet…-again, he pick a potato crisp and ate.

-I made this choice and it hurts everyday to hold it –then he looked at Arthur- im glad to see im not alone

-Like I said I haven’t see yet anything so bad…

-Eventually you will –he assured

-She is still into you

-Despite asking me to go and clarify things because I ruined everything? –the elder nodded and pick more potato scrips- are you into her?

-Not if she isn’t even going to try but…its hard –Danse get what he means, she is what every strong man wants at his side

-I am not going to advise you to try to make her fall in love with you, she has been lost for me for 10 years even though I have rejected and pushed her away repeatedly –then he picked potato crisp while ​stretching his legs on the floor

-It’s a waste of time then –the paladin agree. Arthur wanted to grab more potato crips but the box was not empty, they really ate everything hu

-I hope you both find what you are looking for -that came from his heart, he said it without resentment at all.

-As you will not satisfy any of her desires

-Not that desires at least –they stay in silence when noticed that the box of potato crips were empty but something snap in Danse mind- where is she right now?

-Tenpenny Tower, you sure are aware –the paladin nodded. Very aware of her plans and ambitions. She always craved for more. Being the top rank of the brotherhood wasn’t enough, he dedicated more than half of his life to the brotherhood but she wanted more than that, so much more than what he aspired.

-You should go and see her –that call the elders attention, didn’t expect it.

-Why? –he blinked, he was still a bit in love with her but yet…

-Be careful because if you are not around then she will somehow want more.

After the paladin leave he made a realization, so he showered and get on a ventibird to Tenpenny Tower.

He was received on the heliport by Nora itself who was wearing a Pre-War casualwear and that annyoyed him, she should be in some kind of armor or protection at least the last time he was here people were not happy with her presence

-Elder what are you doing here? –she said picking his hand and running away from the fuss and sand the ventibird raised up to a place were they can’t feel much the washout. He left his escorts and guards behind in the ventibird too, he planned to be inside the tower all by himself? No protection? The people who bring him here will stay back and wait until he leaves? That didn’t sound right…

-I came to dinner…our usual dinner –when he said that she sighted, didn’t expect that.

-Oh –their hairstyles were a mess right now, she raised her hand to fix his a bit on the side- it’s a bit early yet but we can walk around…-was he really going to trust her to be his guard? Weird

-Sounds like a great idea –he said but she had an odd face while touching his hair- what’s wrong?

-You are dressed too elder again, lets change your clothes

-I kinda arrived in a brotherhood ventibird –he saw how she bite the insides of her cheek but smiled anyway. There was also tincans in the back waiting…

-Well I don’t need more people assuming that the elder its here, could be any other soldier –she smiled and place his hair behind his ear, the little she can do here-lets go upstairs, I have some mens clothing of your size for sure so you will go a little more unnoticed

It wasn’t the same place of one week ago that’s for sure, it was under construction. people breaking pieces of wall, passing pipes and installing things, following plans and instructions, work groups and people sitting around resting from what seemed to be long days of work...

-Were did you get the pipes? –ask Arthur amazed

-The forge, I made lead pipes a while ago for a job so I used the plans for this, since I don't want to break the walls we will go over them, it is not very aesthetic nor will it be liked by the neighbors but I prefer that to compromising the structure of the building by breaking walls only for maintenance, after all there is no urgent humidity that is flooding anything, only the walls are absorbing it but no more of that

That sounded important, for now they were working in the reception and frankly it was the most attractive place in the eyes of the neighbors and also the most important since it was the structure of the building facing upwards.

The two of them moved to Nora's apartment upstairs, it was much cleaner than the last time he was there, severely cleaner, the floor had a different color and was no longer textured, soft and sliding to walk, the walls were still in poor condition but not having spiders made it better. It gave a touch, in addition had changed some furniture and its layout, it looked much more spacious and orderly. The windows had been cleaned and were now transparent, not opaque, totally transparent, you could see the sunset in all its splendor, flooding the room with orange light...

-This works take some time –said Arthur looking around in the room.

-At least the reception has to be finished in a couple of weeks-suddenly and without expecting it at all she was pushed against a small table that was near her, Arthur had kicked her legs to the side quickly to make her lose balance and fall, it was to be expected with those high black heels she walked with, holding her wrists behind her back and her waist in front, preventing her from hitting her torso and belly from the front with the side of the table, he pushed his chest against her back and pressed her against the cold surface. With her legs bent, unable to stand up and unable to stabilize herself with her hands, she was only suspended against the table with his body, who had her head pressed inside her neck to whisper in her ear.

-I came to talk about something today Howard –she slurped saliva and even he could hear it, good- I didn’t like what you did the other day -his hand closed tighter on her wrists. Nora was thinking about how she could stabilize her body to get out of there in the meantime but she was in a horrible position-remember when we talk about surprising me? I thought we had an agreement

She breathed in, and that’s when she understood what he meant.

-Oh -this was a conversation about respect and power, just because she has established a position and place of power that day does not mean that she is above him and especially...he had warned her about that detail of his. She knew it, and she forgot it, her ego and customs on how to dominate dangerous situations make her forgot, and he was not going to let it happen just because she was now a boss with power, he also had strength and spirit, he was not going to give in so easily-Sorry –she mumble

-I let it pass that day because I was still shocked about our pregnancy news –he put emphasis in the our, pressing his arm against her belly- and did everything in my power to not react against you

-Im sorry –she whispers, her body was tense but she wanted to relax to show him that she wasn’t a menace and neither planned to attack him

-You made me upset –his torso pressed her and his arm more against the table- didn’t respect what we agree –its okay, she understand, he was a man of power, a man with power didn’t like to summit, and she had broken his trust in something he considers very personal

-I apologize -she whispered calmly, trying to get him to calm down too, not only because she didn't want him to hurt her or for the situation to escalate but because she didn't want to take away the authority and respect that he thought he deserved and wanted to have, it was okay, she could respect his wishes-I forgot

-Do you promise to remember? –she nodded and breath out-good, or the next time ill make you remember I wont be so gentle-he removed the arm on her belly out and wrap on her waist, her tiny waist, hand with full open fingers, she breathed in again and the way her torso lift and her waist was wedged between his fingers made him breath in-I don’t want to hurt any of you –the hand on her waist moved down slowly, walked around on the upper curve of her hips and ass loving how he can feel the curves of her body, sliding in the soft fabric of the blue dress until he felt something with the tip of his fingers at the height of her thighs, something hard and sharp, not soft skin-what is this?

Nora breath out-let me show you? –she said in a low tune, he separated from her back and stand in front of her, firmly, with his feet’s very attached to the ground.

Arthur was actually surprised that she didn't seem scared at all, maybe a little submissive, calm, like she had accepted the situation, but not scared or disturbed, a violent encounter of this type would normally leave someone disconcerted even by the unexpected but she didn't seem affected at all, did she expect something like that from him? She doesn't make sense, she wouldn't have allowed herself to be immobilized if that were the case, maybe she always thought that something like that could happen with him.

Nora lift the skirt of her dress and show some Sturdy combat armor leg pieces in her thighs. And he had to admit that the view looked hot but those heels really favor her long slim legs.

-I guess it doesn’t match with the black heels –he mumble and she smiled a bit

-I had to take apart the arms because the entire piece was very bulky, but it's better than nothing, you can't tell, right? –she said while opening the first button of her already long cleavage, moving down the fabric on the shoulder to show him the green piece of armor on her arm, his eyes moved to her open chest unconsciously tho

Despite the fact that he had pinned down the woman against the table he worried, wasn’t this place safe?

-I thought it was the belts of my own suit–the hard thing he felt against his neck and shoulder hitting- well im sure you don’t expect your everyday neighbor armored to the teeth, or capable of resisting a shooting

-youll be surprised, Gustavo sells guns –using armor as undies didn’t relaxed him at all, this wasn’t what he expected as a safe environment to rise a child

-Its it safe here? –is not like he wanted to act like nothing happened a few seconds ago that would be very inconsiderate from his part but now he was concerned

About her and her safety. His baby safety.

-Let me pick you some clothes and lets go to Café Beau Monde to chat, im sure Margaret can make us some coffee and pastry’s while preparing dinner.

He looked concern at her and ask- are your sure about this? –she nodded with a small red smile, had the eyes of someone who has a lot of confidence, security despite being tackled in a table by surprise–borrow me some armor too at least

-You came here for our usual dinner after all right? –well…kinda…she laughs at his not so comfortable face-don’t worry, the worst thing that can happen is that a piece of brick falls on your head and we already had those incidents in the citadel, I'm going to take care of you-he had to do this, try to be around the woman that was going to be the mother of his child no matter how scary she was sometimes.

He sighted and she started to look for clothes in a big wooden wardrobe

-My pants size is a…

-Large, I know –how can she? –I bought my husband underwear, men for some reason doesn’t buy underwear on their own, just wait until a woman fill their drawers with new again- he look inside the wardrobe too, picking the clothes she was separating to check on what it could fit him- in my defense about the other day I first wanted to approach you in the bathroom, alone, without assistance, low guard with your pants down but all of you boys control your sphincters very well and I didn't see you all in need to do it all day, I guess Paladin Gunny trains brotherhood boys well.

Arthur frowned when he heard that, effective, but disgusting. What the fuck.

[ipegchangbin]

hi z <3

bully anon here <33

thank u for always indulging me , I really appreciate you answering my asks and that also goes for all your followers who interact with it as well , I am just not confident in myself doing anything. I get embarrassed opening up a google doc because I think "you really think you write" and I lose courage immediately so for me its a huge step to even submit anything and the fact that u enjoy it and answer enthusiastically means a lot to me

recently I have been thinking about actually writing some stuff and if I do I will let you know first

also idk if u ever watched parks and recreation but I imagine channie and reader being like Andy and April

with love,

your bully anon

hello bully anon !!!

its been a while since ive answered you and i really missed seeing you around ^^ seriously. i hope lifes treating you good these days!

of course ill always indulge in your thoughts! tbf i havent been very active with responding and im sorry it really takes me a while before i engage and reply, but rest assured i will always love listening to your ideas. youre just so creative with your concepts! it truly feels like you have a lot of good things on your mind.

and please, if theres anything that ive learned over these past few months of writing, just…write. jot it down. even if you think it isnt good yet, then you will be good in due time. ill be honest, im not primarily a writer so it gets very difficult for me at times.

trust me when i say this though, with all of your ideas and your brainstorming process in mind, it all pays off. seriously so many people have indulged in your beloved loser!chan and bully!reader that i think it needs a fic of its own (and id indulge more in it, but im respectfully leaving the floor to you!)

again, thank YOU for always sharing your ideas!! we love to see more of it in the future :>

p.s. unfortunately i dont watch a lot of parks and rec (i dont usually watch series but ive seen episodes of this show) but honestly i see it!! channie is definitely the loser-ish dork whos entirely lovable, and his unique dynamic with a colder partner like april is honestly a joy to watch ^_^ you nailed it with this comparison tbh!!

[rareavian]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort Characters: Harry Potter, Basilisk (Harry Potter), Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Hermione Granger, Cedric Diggory, Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour, Ginny Weasley, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Gellert Grindelwald, Slytherin Students, Neville Longbottom Additional Tags: Female Harry Potter, Master of Death Harry Potter, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Friendship, Humor, Triwizard Tournament, things are slightly off kilter, as usual, take nothing seriously Series: Part 7 of Hydra Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus Summary:

When Hadria gets selected for the Triwizard Tournament, she attempts to keep this a secret from Gellert, because she really just wants to play around without a certain guardian going ballistic. Meanwhile the Slytherins are certain it's another year of Who's-Out-To-Kill-Hadria?

(And Tom? Oh, he's just there to watch the show.)

This is a sequel of Psithurism, featuring Hadria, paranoid Slytherins, a young Basilisk, and ultimately, a terrifying force of a Dark Lord guardian.

For FFnet users, you may also find it on ffnet here:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13642362/1/Scintillare

[ponyam]

hello, could you please write a fluffy comfort fic where zhongli comforts chubby!reader when theyre in the middle of a big self doubt session? i have been looking for fics related to chubby comfort but i havent found any good ones :(

of course! thank you for requesting this one; this topic really resonates with me as well as many others <3

doubt in the eyes of a god

[zhongli x reader]

synopsis: reader is battling insecurities while zhongli is there to remind them that they are loved

hurt/comfort

cw: slight angst, body insecurities

Moments like these were hard to endure; moments when your body didn’t feel like it belonged to you; moments when you almost didn’t recognize yourself in the mirror due to constantly wishing that what you saw wasn’t real. Confidence, when constructed properly, can be used as a shield or a repellent to keep negative thoughts at bay, but outward confidence does not always reflect inwards. Confidence takes time, energy, and strength to build up, and in instances when your energy feels like it’s depleting, so does that confidence.

Negative thoughts and feelings have the tendency to build up over time, if we allow them to seek residence in our mind and in our hearts. But sharing these very personal emotions is no easy feat; it requires a great amount of courage that we may not always have. Consequently, acts of vulnerability tend to happen unwillingly, because sometimes, enough is enough.

And it was certainly becoming enough for you.

The rain that evening was so heavy outside that it was almost impossible to pinpoint when the sun had previously set. Outside was cold and gloomy, while inside was warm and cozy, but it was hard to feel warm inside with a growing list of mundane tasks, paired with an inability to concentrate on anything other than the self-deprecating thoughts that currently plagued your mind.

The rainwater that was running off of the overhang of your back porch was mesmerizing to watch; it was almost soothing. Watching the consistent stream of water gave your mind something to focus on, allowing you to be present, while the loud sounds of the intense rainfall drowned out a few of those raging thoughts. However one particularly persistent thought prevailed:

Why do I look like that?

A tidal wave of mixed emotions had already begun to consume you as tears fell before you could stop them. Doubts and insecurities clawed at your chest as sobs wracked your body, making breathing almost difficult.

Suddenly, the front door clicked open as a partially soaked Zhongli hurriedly stepped inside to escape the weather. After hanging his coat and removing his shoes, he announced his arrival, calling your name once, then twice. Yet your mind was unable to register anything he had said.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway as Zhongli made his way towards you, causing panic to set in as your lover would see you like this. But it was far too late to do anything about it as he knelt down beside you, brows furrowed in concern.

He said nothing at first, opting to wipe away a few stray tears with his fingers before standing up and leaving the room. He soon returned with a box of tissues and a glass of water in hand, placing them down on the coffee table behind you as he sat down next to your shaking form.

“Look at me, please.”

A gentle hand reached out to cup your cheek as he positioned your eyes to meet his. The expression you wore shattered a piece of Zhongli’s heart, but he hid it well as he moved to grab a couple of tissues to dry your eyes with.

Your lover had always been very patient with you, and would never push you to talk about something you weren’t ready to address with him yet, but the look of hurt and sadness that adorned your features indicated to him that this was something that your heart clearly could not handle.

As your sniffling eventually died down, he spoke again.

“Would you like to share with me what has been troubling you?”

With shaky breaths, you explained to him some of the thoughts you had been having.

He nodded in understanding before speaking up again.

“I see.”

He paused, reaching out to take both of your hands in his own.

“I have witnessed much from my many years of existence, and despite much war and hardship that has become of it, it is astonishing how beautiful this world can be. And now, as I am no longer the god I once was, I get to truly appreciate the many wonders that this world has to offer.”

You then felt Zhongli gently squeeze your hands as he traced small circles into your knuckles.

“After everything that I have seen and all the beauty that I have witnessed, the radiance which encompasses you will always be my favorite. You mean everything to me, and I have no regrets about meeting you. You have shown me what it feels like to be loved rather than revered as a deity; you have brought true joy into my life, simply by existing in it. To me, each day spent with you is as valuable as gold, and for that I must thank you.”

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“When I look at you every day, I am always astounded by the beauty of which you possess. I am amazed by your kindness and passion, enchanted by your wonder and curiosity, and no matter what may become of your physical form, those feelings will never change; I will always love you regardless.”

Removing his hands from yours, Zhongli moved to cup your face, giving you no other option but to gaze into his glowing amber eyes.

“Am I understood?”

You replied with a small nod, fresh tears threatening to spill at the lovingness of his words, before Zhongli pulled away and opened his arms to you.

“Come here.”

As soon as those words fell from his lips, you found yourself in the warmth of your lover’s arms. His hold was comforting and his touch soothing. The outside air that had followed him in filled your senses, and it took all your might not to fully melt into a puddle.

“I love you,” he spoke softly, “and I will not hesitate to remind you of that.”