#also if i haven't answered your ask yet - i'll try over the next few days and if not - then once im back from vacation lol

[wikiangela]

So many good wips to choose from!!

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thanks for the ask, and sorry for the wait! <3

🏠- 6 sentences of the moving in fic! (at this point tommy's still not aware they're essentially slowly moving in together lol)

“A new project?” Eddie asks, nodding towards the boards that are half-assembled already. “What’s that gonna be, a bookshelf?” “Yeah.” Tommy grins, and as his next words come out, he feels his cheeks get warmer. “Evan’s been leaving some books all over the place, so I’m building him a bookshelf,” he shrugs, vaguely gesturing to the entire living room. There’s a small stack of books on the coffee table, a few on the dresser under the TV, and even one on the windowsill, where he put it for ‘just a second’ to do something else, and then forgot about it. That’s not mentioning the stacks on both of Tommy’s nightstands, Tommy’s actual bookshelf, that’s not nearly big enough for Evan’s collection, and even the few cook books that showed up in Tommy’s kitchen.

🥩 - 6 sentences of the barbecue fic (it's a very hot day and Buck is thirsty - his whole family is right there btw and there's definitely gonna be some teasing lol)

When Buck gets back outside, a fresh, cold beer in hand, he heads straight to his boyfriend, who’s still busy at the grill. He’s standing sideways to Buck now, so he gets the perfect view of his gorgeous profile. Tommy takes a long gulp of his beer, and Buck’s eyes trace the movement of his throat moving as he swallows the beer, his arm flexing, his skin shiny with sweat, from the hot summer day, and probably the hot grill, too. When Tommy suddenly turns around and flashes him a knowing grin, Buck gets a little lost in his smile, before getting distracted by droplets of perspiration pooling between his pecs, and, damn, Buck wants to lick him all over. God, he’s so insanely attracted to his man.  So Buck marches up to him, puts the bottle of beer on the little table next to the grill, where Tommy keeps a plate for the done meat, and promptly wraps his arms around Tommy from behind, palms immediately mapping out every inch of his big, muscular chest, as if he wasn’t familiar with every single inch up close.

tagging others who were interested: @bidisasterevankinard @typicalopposite @diazsdimples @jewishbuckley @reformedplayerbibuck

[lyak12]

Food Poisoning

A/N: I've read a few days ago that our one and only Lucy Bronze played with food poisoning in the 2015 world cup quarter finals... I haven't been able to stop thinking about it, and @helen-with-an-a and I have been talking this through for a good while, haha. I mean, Lucy is basically super human at this point, but I still had to rewrite it. It takes place at the semi-finals of the last World Cup and I'm really putting Sarina on the spot here and making her a bit of the bad guy... I just want to clarify that I don't have anything against her. I just needed a bad guy and she happened to be there. Also you're in for a long one, we're talking almost 7k... my longest one yet. I hope you like it though and thanks again for the help @helen-with-an-a 💕

w/c: almost 7k

Warnings: Throwing up, pain, a bit of Angst and arguments

It is the world cup and you won the quarter finals. Tomorrow is the big day. The semi finals. It's not your first world cup but you're still a bit anxious. You want to win this. You want this not only for the team but especially for Lucy. She finally deserves the world cup title.

Tomorrow however were the semifinals and they were at least just as important if not more than the final itself.

Lucy and you have been dating for a while and it's openly known in the team but that also means during tournaments you usually get diffrent roommates. Which neither of you mind since you're there to play football not to share a room. You're currently sharing a room with Leah and you love it. You two get along so well.

As you wake up that morning the nerves in your belly are already building. You're an early bird so you're getting up before Leah and take your time in the bathroom. You're also always the first to text your girlfriend good morning.

Today however instead if receiving a good morning back LJ, Lucy's roomie, texted you if you're awake already. You immediately text back, wondering why she's texting you this early but with the next message you understood why.

'I don't know what's wrong but Lucy is not feeling great. She didn't want me to text you but I think you'd want to know and come check on her' - LJ texts

'I'll be right there' - you immediately text back and grab your stuff before jogging over to their room. LJ lets you in and you ask "What's wrong?" However Lauren doesn't even have to answer as you hear Lucy throwing up in the bathroom. You quickly throw your things on the bed before making your way into the bathroom.

"Shh, it's okay. I got you, love", you say as you gather her hair that fell out of the bun and start to rub her back. She just retches again before she coughs and says "I told LJ not to text you." "Yeah well, I'm glad she did. Are you done?", you ask softly and she just nods. You help her up and guide her to the sink as you flush the toilet.

Looking at your girlfriend, you can tell she is still feeling like utter shit. "Shh deep breath, what's wrong Baby?", you say as you slip your hand under her shirt and rub her back slightly. She feels a bit sweaty but you put that off on the throwing up.

"I don't know, I'll be okay. I just need a second", Lucy says trying to convince herself she's fine. You hand her some water and she drinks a few sips before the both of you make your way back into her room.

"You okay, Bronzey?", Lauren asks softly and Lucy just nods but Lauren can see in your eyes that you're worried. Lucy quickly gets dressed before all three of you make your way to breakfast. You can see that your girlfriend is still nauseous and you honestly don't know what she wants at breakfast but if there's one thing, it's that Lucy has her own mind.

In the elevator you rub over her back slightly and she gives you a weak smile, trying to act like she's fine. Before you get in to the dining hall you pull her aside a bit and ask again "Baby, I can see you're not okay. Are you sure you want to get breakfast? We can go lay down again for a bit if you like." Your eyes betray how worried you are but Lucy just shakes her head and smiles softly before saying "I'm okay, we need the fuel for the game this afternoon."

You just sigh but know better than to fight with her right now. Maybe she'll feel better after breakfast. You have until lunch to rest and do some more recovery. Maybe Lucy will feel fine again in a few hours.

You can hope right? You sit with her at breakfast and your eyes are constantly on her as she slowly eats her food. You can tell it's getting harder for her to swallow with every bite. "Don't force it, Babe", you say softly as you rub her thigh but she just answers "I need the energy for later."

You just watch her worriedly and Leah and Keira, who are sitting at the table with you share a concerned look too. Lucy's free hand rests on her lap, holding her stomach as she forces herself to take another bite.

You can see Lucy starting to get really nauseous again as her chewing slows down. She's just desperately trying to swallow but you're scared she's about to blow again. Her breaths are deep but a bit to fast for your liking. However you're not saying anything as she tries her hardest to battle her stomach silently.

Before you know it she gets up and quickly makes her way to the bathroom with you right behind her. She barely makes it to the toilet before she throws up her breakfast and even a bit more. "Shh it's okay, Luce. I'm here", you say soothingly as she gathers her bearings, seeming to be done for now.

You grab some toilet paper and rub her mouth gently as she takes a few deep breaths. Getting up she walks to the sink before holding on to the the counter and grabbing her stomach slightly. You flush the toilet and walk up to her, resting a hand on her back gently before you carefully lay your hand on her belly. Stroking it gently with your thumb you feel her abs clench as her stomach cramps.

"Oh Babe, you're really not looking too hot", you say softly and press a kiss to her temple. "I'm okay", she just says and gets herself back together. "Luce, that was the second time you threw up. You're not okay", you say gently but she just looks at you seriously and says again with a bit more force "I'm okay."

You just sigh as she freshens up for a second and you both make your way back to breakfast. She sits back down and continues to eat as you just watch her concerned. "You okay, Bronzey?", Leah asks and Lucy just nods, the look in her eyes telling Leah to let it go. After breakfast you quickly talk to Leah and LJ that you'll spend time until lunch with Lucy, just to be there if something is wrong and they just nod. LJ telling you that she'll stay out of the room to give you two some privacy, eventhough that's not what you asked for.

As you knock on their door LJ opens it before grabbing her stuff and saying quietly to you "Make sure she's okay." You just nod and thank her before walking fully into the room. Lucy sitting on the bed with her iPad rewatching the last Australia game to prepare some more for the game this afternoon.

"Didn't you want to roll out your muscles?", Lucy asks confused as she sees you standing in the room. "I can do that while I keep an eye on you", you say, lifting up your blackroll. "Y/n/n, I'm fine", she tries but you immediately say "Lucy, save that for someone else. I can tell you're not. You're pale as a sheet of paper and I can tell you're in pain."

She just looks up at you as you pause the game and put her iPad aside, sitting down next to her. "Be honest with me", you say softly as you rest a hand on her back and one on her hand on her stomach, which she was still holding tightly.

She's silent for a few moments as she sorts her thoughts. She grimaces slightly as her stomach cramps and closes her eyes for a second, the fact that you saw that let's you know that's he's willing to let you in, at least a bit for now. You gently rub her hand with your thumb and ask "Why don't you lie down and rest a bit?"

She immediately shakes her head and says "I'll get sick again if I lay down." Your heart breaks at that. Its been a while since you've seen her physically so unwell. You slide a bit closer and say "Lean against me then." She does without much hesitation as you start rubbing her back. You can tell that she has been getting increasingly more nauseous since you first stepped into the room. "Shh deep breaths, you'll be okay", you say softly as you kiss her head.

She lasts about five minutes before she peels out of your arms and jogs to the bathroom once again. Finding yourself holding her hair back and rubbing her back again, you sigh softly. Why today?

"Oh love, what's wrong with your stomach? You think it's a bug?", you ask softly once she calms down a bit. She just shrugs as she rests her head on her arm, still unbelievably nauseous. Coughing a bit she gags again harshly. You get up and drench a cloth in cold water before coming back and resting it on her neck.

She slowly calms down a bit more and takes a few deep breaths. "Shh, good job, love, you're doing so good", you say softly as she leans back into you a bit. "This doesn't seem like a bug", she mumbles and you know what she means. You've seen her with a stomach bug, but she has never thrown up so much.

You grab the cloth and gently wipe her face as you say "Maybe it was something you ate?" She just shrugs as she tries to relax into you a bit. "Why today? How am I supposed to play my best like this?", she asks and you frown before you say "Babe, you're not playing like this." She turns around and looks at you as she says serious "I am playing, this is not up for debate."

You decide to not argue with her right now so you just sigh and ask "Are you done for now love?" She just nods and you help her up and to the sink where she freshens up.

She sits down on the bed and you hand her some water and electrolytes. That's one thing you never have to worry about, thankfully, she'll always drink, even if it comes right back up. She sips on the drinks as she grabs her iPad again and continues watching the game.

You can't help but sigh at that. You know how stubborn your girlfriend can be. You walk over to her and press a kiss to her head before deciding to roll out your muscles. There is no way for you to stop Lucy in watching that game. Might as well do your own recovery so you're ready for this afternoon.

"Will you please at least lean against the headboard, honey?", you ask as you move to the floor with your roll. She looks at you before complying hestiantly. "Thank you", you say and take off your hoodie, leaving you in a sports crop top because doing this in a normal shirt gave you the ick.

You focus on your own recovery and roll out your tense muscles while every once in a while looking at Lucy. And more than not you find her looking back at you. "I thought you wanted to watch the game?", you tease gently trying to not worry so much and keep the tone light. "Looking at the screen makes me dizzy", Lucy admits and you just frown.

"I really don't think you should play", you say as you keep rolling out your muscles and Lucy just warns "Y/N." "I'm just saying", you say again and focus on your recovery. Lucy turns off her iPad and keeps watching you as you do your recovery.

Every once in a while she sips on her drinks but you can tell she's feeling pretty crappy. Once you're done you, you get up and sit back down next to her. She just looks at you and you sigh softly before taking her in her your arms.

"I'm sorry you're not feeling well", you mumble and kiss her head. You can feel that she's slightly warm. She doesn't say anything but you can tell she's about to throw up again. "You want me to get you a bucket or bathroom?", you ask softly but she just gets up and runs back to the bathroom.

Sighing again you get up and follow her once more. Lucy is coughing and gagging harshly again as she throws up the water and whatever is left from her breakfast. "Oh Baby", you say softly as she rests her head on her arm and catches her breath. It's this moment where the cramps are really settling in. She grabs her stomach and retches again before spitting into the toilet once more and flushing.

You rub her back and ask softly "Done?" She just nods and you help her freshen up and back in bed. "Are you sure you don't want to try to nap, love?", you ask gently but she just shakes her head as she curls up because of the cramps. You gently pull her into your arms and rest your hand on her belly. "May I?", you question and she nods hesitantly.

You had about half an hour before lunch, so you spend the time rubbing your girlfriend's belly, trying to make her feel a bit better somehow. Eventhough she relaxes a bit Lucy's cramps don't really get any better.

As it's lunch time Lucy is adamant to join you, and you just let her even if you want nothing more than have her lay down. LJ and Leah look at Lucy worried, she looks like crap but she still sits down and eats with them.

"Lucy, you really should lay down and try to get some rest. Playing is not a good idea", Leah says and Lucy just answers "Thats not for you to decide." Leah wants to argue but you just shake her head. Lucy is not in her right mind.

You don't have much time after lunch before you're meeting at the bus to drive to the arena, so you quickly escorting Lucy back to her room, followed by LJ. She barely makes it there before she throws up her lunch again. She's shaking slightly.

"Alright that's it. You're staying here", you say but Lucy answers with her head still over the toilet "I'm not. I'll not sit this one out."

"Are you serious?! Lucy, you can't keep anything down!",

"And?",

"And?! That's fucking insane to even think about playing? You're obviously in no condition to play!",

"I'm FINE", Lucy says but only throws up again.

"You're not fine, stop lying to yourself!", you yell and she just looks at you, before saying "I will play today, deal with it."

You just stare at her. "You know what? Fine. But I'm not gonna be there to scratch you off the floor when you collapse", you say and get up before you step out of the bathroom. You walk past Lauren and out of the room before making your way to your own room.

Everyone knows that's a lie. You'll take care of her but you'll still be mad.

"Is she coming? Did she get sick again?", Leah asks as you storm into the room. "Yes she is and of course she did", you say as you throw your hoodie on the bed and angrily pack the rest of your bag. "Hey. This is not your fault. That's just how Bronzey is", she says softly as she puts a hand on your shoulder. You look up with tears in your eyes and say "But that's just reckless. She couldn't keep anything down today, Leah. Nothing. She's in no state to play. Why can't she understand that?"

Leah sighs softly and says "I don't know but I know you did everything you could. Maybe Sarina doesn't let her play." You just sigh and sit down on your bed. Tears are still running down your cheeks as you mumble "I'm just scared something will happen to her." "I know, but she'll be okay. And if we're lucky she'll learn out of it?", Leah says and you just look at her with a raised eyebrow. You both laugh softly before Leah wraps her arms around you and pulls you in a hug. "She'll be okay Y/n/n", "I hope you're right", you mumble and calm down a bit.

You get dressed and ready before you head to the bus. Asking one of the medics for some of these emisis bags you sit down next to Lucy. Eventhough you freshend up and washed your face Lucy can still tell that you've cried and eventhough she's feverish she knows that it's her fault.

Talking to you isn't an option now though because you had your headphones on. Lucy knows you needed the drive to the stadium to sort your head so she just keeps quiet and looks out the window instead. Her stomach still cramping quiet badly but she tries not to show it. However, you can tell. Turning to her slightly you open your arms and let her lean on you before rubbing her belly softly. You still won't talk to her but you don't have the heart to let your girlfriend suffer.

You're about halfway there as you can tell Lucy is about to throw up again. You hand her the bag without a word and she throws up as quietly as she can to not disturb your teammates. As you finally reach the stadium you get up and move to the locker room. You all sit together in the locker room, changed, Lucy clearly miserable but she seems to be focused as your manager and the rest of the coaching staff comes in.

After looking around Sarina asks "Are up okay to play, Lucy?" Lucy just nods and you can't help but snort at that, shaking your head that Sarina would actually let Lucy play. "Something wrong Y/N?", she asks and you just shake your head again. You're part of the starting XI as well, you don't want to risk that spot because you argue with Sarina.

You all head out for warm up before you sit down on the bench to have some water. It's about time to line up. However before you can focus on that you hear Lucy starting to throw up again two spots down. You quickly walk over and rest a hand on her back, rubbing it softly as she throws up some water, clutching her stomach.

You look at her worried but once she's done you're more pissed than worried again so you just get up and head for the tunnel. Everyone can tell your pissed but lucky for them, you're an even better player when you're pissed.

The first half moves along greatly with you scoring at 36 minutes, getting your team in the lead. You're hot and playing well.

During half time break Lucy gets violently sick again on the bench. She's starting to become really feverish and you're really starting to be worried out of your mind. You can tell how bad the cramps are and that she can barely breathe deep without another cramp rocking through the brunettes stomach. "Lucy, this is getting ridiculous! You need to rest!", you say loudly. "I'm fine", she says weakly and you just huff angrily. "Can you continue Lucy?", Sarina asks and your girlfriend just nods. "You can't be serious?!", you ask Sarina angrily.

"Y/N, when Lucy says she can play. She can play", she says and you just look at her surprised before looking at the medics who just shrug. "You're seriously gonna let her play after she once again threw up everything in her? She's shaking and feverish! Do you know how reckless that is?", you ask in disbelief before you hear Lucy from behind you "Babe, calm down." "Oh don't you dare to tell me what to do. We will talk about that later", you snarls at your girlfriend, God you were angry. "You're some reckless people and I honestly don't know how you can even think about letting such a sick player play. Risking her health for what? Since when is winning more important than your players health", you spit at Sarina and the coaching staff.

You know you crossed a line probably but right now you don't give a shit. Leah having heard snippets of it, she walks over to you and pulls you away. "Come on, let's take a breather", she says and you look at her, wanting to yell at her too but her look makes you stop. You let her pull you away and she says "I know you're angry, but yelling at Sarina will only end in her pulling you of the field." You try to calm down but you can't stop the tears in your eyes once again. "I know, but have you seen Lucy? How can they let her play like that?", you ask as you try to swallow your worry. Leah stops moving and takes you in her arms again, holding you close to let you calm down. "I don't know, she'll be okay. You can't do anything for now. Get your head back in the game okay?", Leah says softly and you nod as you take a deep breath.

You get your head back in the game and try your best to not focus on Lucy as the second half starts. In the 59th minute you play another cross which almost ends in a perfect goal from LJ. Almost.

However in the 63th minute Sam Kerr breaks through and you break out in a sprint to catch her. Which you do, however, as she fakes to the right you slip on the artificial turf and fall to the ground. You still manage to kick the ball away slightly but not hard enough. Sam saves the ball and scores, making you even. You just sit on the ground with your head in your hands as you catch your breath. A few of your teammates come over, including Lucy, and help you up, telling you it's not your fault and especially Lucy asking "Are you okay?" You just nod, it had been a bit painful but nothing you can't push through.

Not even two minutes later you get subbed off. You look confused, you've been playing really well. You look at the sideline and see Sarina shaking her head. You walk off, let Alessia come in for you, walking to the bench without looking at Sarina. Did she really pull you off because of one mistake that you couldn't even stop?

You throw yourself in the seat and sip at your water, angry tears burning in your eyes. "Hey, its not your fault", Georgia tells you but you can't really trust that right now. Sarina obviously thinks it is.

You watch the game continue, pissed off. However as Lucy goes down after a tackle you jump up, looking at her worried. She sits up again so you know she didn't pass out but the game continues, also with another goal for you. Everyone on the bench is cheering except you. As Lucy slowly slides of the pitch and the medic makes her way to her you break out in a full run and run to your girlfriend. You can hear Sarina yell your name and tell you to stay but you don't give a shit.

You're there after the medic who is already looking at her knee. "Are you okay, Luce?", you ask worried as you squat down behind her with your hands on her shoulders. She pulls her legs up slightly as another round of cramps wreck havoc in her body. She just shakes her head. "Everything hurts, I can't even breath without my whole body cramping up", she mumbles as the medic gives her some electrolytes. Once she drank something it almost comes right back up. "Yeah you're done, love", you say and the medic nods. Lucy is pissed but knows you're right. That's when the ref stops the game and walks over to the three of you.

"You can't be here", she says to you and you just look at her confused. "I'm off the pitch, what's the problem?", you ask pissed. "Players can't be next to the goal, it doesn't matter if you're playing or not", "I'm checking on my teammate!", you yell at her. She picked the wrong moment to mess with you. Lucy is just staring at the ground trying to keep ber bearings.

"Don't talk to me like that!", the ref says strictly and you just snort before saying "You make a big deal out of nothing. You stop the game with no reason. Go do your job and let me take care of my teammate!"

You crossed a line and you know that.

She blows the whistle and pulls out a yellow card, giving it to you. "Are you serious? What's your fucking problem?", you start to argue again but the ref isn't having it. Before she could do anything else Leah runs between you two and tells you "Y/N get it together! You'll get carded again and miss the final! I know you're upset but shut your mouth!" By the time she finishes talking, Lucy is on her feet again, stumbling but on her feet. You turn away from the ref and rest a hand on Lucy's back as you guide her to the bench. Lucy gets subbed and you sit down on the bench as she almost immediately starts puking again. "Shh you're okay love", you say soothingly as you rub her back. The medic hands you a cold towel and you rest it on her neck, calming her down. "Y/N what the heck was that?!", Sarina says stomping towards you. You just roll your eyes and keep your attention on Lucy. "Don't ignore me!", she yells and you just look up and say clearly, "I'm not gonna apologize."

You can tell she's about to send you in the locker room but then your teammates score another goal. Your focus still stays on Lucy, it's great your in the lead with two but right now you're worried about your girlfriend. She's trembling and tensing every few moments because of the cramps, the heat here not helping. "Shh you'll be alright, my love", you say gently and press a kiss to her warm temple. As she rests her head in her hands you squat in front of her and hold the cold towel to each side of her face, hoping to lower her fever a bit. The final whistle is blown and you press a kiss to her forehead. "We won, Luce. We're in the final", you whisper and the brunette smiles softly.

"I really don't feel good", she mumbles and your heart breaks at that. "I know, let's get you in the locker room", you say gently before looking at the medic and he just nods for you to take her.

You help her up and steady her as she sways. "We gotta get your fever down", you say and she just nods but you can tell she's pretty out of it. You help her undress and guide her in the shower, only taking off your shoes, shorts and shirt. Getting in with her to make sure she doesn't fall. You stay in for almost 20 minutes but by then her fever dropped at least a little. You are pretty cold but you can care less right now.

Your teammates are mostly in the locker room already as you guide Lucy back to her bench and help her get dressed. "Baby, you're cold", she says but you just ignore her. "She's right, we don't want you getting sick before the final", Leah says, laying your towel around your shoulders. You smile softly at her, thanking her.

Once Lucy is dressed, you quickly change yourself. You will shower at the hotel again. You just pull your shirt down as Sarina knocks at the door. Leah tells her that she can come in and by the look on her face you know she's not done with you.

"What the hell were you thinking, Y/N?!", she yells at you. Leah wants to intervene but you're too quick to answer "What was I thinking?" "You got a yellow because you couldn't keep your mouth shut eventhough you weren't even playing!", she yells at you. "Well I wouldn't have if you wouldn't have been so reckless! What on earth made you think it's okay to let Lucy play?", you ask back loudly. You'd not back down and even Leah knows that intervening now will not end well.

"Lucy said she's fine to play!", she yell and you just laugh angrily. "Everyone knows that she doesn't know when to stop. For fucks sake she couldn't keep anything down all day. Any person that can think logically knew that this was a disaster waiting to happen!", you yell and she just looks angrily at you. "Y/N", Lucy tries, not completely out if it anymore but you just turn to her and say "You better be quiet, Bronze. I'm not done with you either." The fact that you last namened her lets her know she's in trouble so she just shuts her mouth.

"I'm not letting you chew me out because I got a yellow. The ref has been waiting to do that all game and we all know that. You subbed me off because I opened my mouth at halftime. I couldn't have prevented that goal and even if I still feel guilty for it, you of all people should know that it was not my fault!", you yell angrily, you're fuming. "You got a yellow, you're lucky you're not suspended for the final!", she yells back.

"Yeah well if you would've acted with the health of your players as top priority, non of this would've happened!", you spit. "Careful or you'll find yourself on the bench for the final!", she threatens and that when Leah knows she has to step in as captain. "Okay that's enough. Let's go all back to the hotel and calm down before we make any hasty decisions", Leah tells and Sarina just glares at you once more before she leaves the locker room.

"Y/N", Lucy tries again but you just warn, "Don't." "I think it's better if you're quiet, Bronzey", Leah says quietly but you can see her trying to hide a smirk. It's rare to see Lucy Bronze not having a cheeky remark. Leaving the seriousness aside, it is kinda funny so you get Leah.

You head to the bus and sit down next to Lucy again. Now that you're calming down, you're starting to feel your knee a bit from that slip but you'll be fine. You're still pretty pissed so you grab your headphones and put them on, closing your eyes as you lean your head back. You can feel Lucy shifting next to you and not settling in the slightest, so you open your eyes and look at the brunette. You can tell she's feeling sick but the cramps seem to be worse than ever. You sigh softly and turn slightly, before you say "Come here." She looks at you unsure and you say again "I may be really mad at you but I still love you. You have 5 seconds to decide if you want my comfort or not."

It doesn't even take one for her to cuddle into you. Most people wouldn't think that but Lucy is a snuggler. Especially when she's not feeling well. You pull her close and hand her one of the bags you have left, just in case before you gently rub over her belly, trying to soothe those angry muscles.

You end up stuck in traffic and thanks to your soft touch Lucy dozes off a bit. Your eyes are closed again and the music kept the other voices from disturbing your peace. "I thought Y/N is mad at Lucy?", a fairly new teammate asks. She's not been on the team for long enough to fully get Lucy's and your relationship. "Oh she is, she's pissed out of her mind", Keira chuckles softly. "But they're cuddling?!", she asked even more confused. "You must know, Y/n/n is that kind of person where she can be unbelievably mad at you, but she'll still make sure you're okay. No matter what. Lucy can mess up badly like right now but Y/N will take care of her until she feels better because she loves her. She would never in a million years let Lucy suffer on her own or not be there for her just because she's mad. They have a special kind of love", Leah explained as a few of your teammates smile at you guys softly.

You feel that you're being stared at, so you open your eyes to find several teammates quickly look away, but not Leah, Keira and LJ. You see their smile and look down to see Lucy asleep on you. You can't help the smile you crack. Your girlfriend is pretty adorable but you'd never let her see that smile right now. You press a soft kiss to her head and lean back again. Eventually, you make it to the hotel and make your way inside. LJ and you switching rooms for the night, so you can make sure Lucy is okay.

You let Leah know that neither of you will attend dinner tonight before you bring Lucy in the room. "Come on, change and then bed", you say and Lucy wants to argue but your look makes her close her mouth again before following your orders. Lucy is about to lie down as Lauren bring you your bag, before grabbing hers and making her way back to Leah. You start boiling some water in the kettle in the room before fishing the hot water bottle out of your bag. Heat often helps your muscles and Lucy too even if she doesn't want to admit it, so you usually bring it. Once you are done prepping it, you sit down at the edge of the bed, lift the blanket and place it on Lucy's stomach. She sighs softly in relief before she looks up at you with teary eyes.

You know that she hates it when you're mad at her. You sigh softly and caress her cheek, before you say "Don't cry, Luce. Everything will be okay." "Do you still love me? I'm sorry", she asks insecure and it breaks your heart. That's definitely mostly the exhaustion talking. "I will always love you. Even when I'm mad, love. Now do me a favor and get some sleep okay? I'll join you after a quick shower", you say as you kiss her forehead lovingly. She doesn't have to be told twice. Not even a minute later she's already dozing off.

You smile and shower quickly, before joining her in bed. You cuddle your sleeping girlfriend for about an hour until there is a soft knock at the door. It opens a second later and you see Leah waking in with a tray. There is some dinner on it for you and some crackers and fresh ginger for tea for Lucy. "I figured you'd be hungry. How's our Bronzey?", she asks softly to not wake Lucy.

"Thank you. She's okay, I think. I'm glad she's sleeping. She's exhausted", you say as you look concerned at your girlfriend. Leah walks up to you and squeezes your shoulder before she says "She looks a bit better already. She'll be okay. Now eat something yourself please okay?" You sigh and nod before you thank her. Leah leaves again and you eat your dinner. You're just done eating as Lucy stirs. You gently push a piece of hair out of her face and ask "How are you feeling, love?" "A bit better", she mumbles and leans into your touch.

You press a kiss to her forehead and ask "Do you think you could keep down some tea?" "I can try", she says with a small smile, so you get up and finish some tea with the fresh ginger.

Once it's done, she sits up and you hand her the mug before sitting down across from her. You can tell the fever is gone and she seems a lot clearer than earlier.

"How mad at me are you?", she asks softly as she looks up at you. "Pretty mad", you say before you sigh. "Lucy, you cannot be so irresponsible. This could've ended badly and you know that", "I know, I'm sorry", she says quietly. You know own she means it but that just isn't enough. "I know you are but you're sorry because I'm mad now. Lucy I need you to understand that I'm not mad because you acted against my wish. I was fucking worried about you. You could've gotten seriously hurt. I need you to be okay and I don't know how often I can go through such a day like today", you say seriously, close to tears. She knows your biggest fear is losing her.

She quickly puts aside the mug and opens takes your hands in hers. "Hey y/n/n, look at me and listen please. I know I messed up. I know I worried you and scared you. And I'm sorry for that. I can only imagine how anxious you must've been all day and I never wanted to be the reason you're feeling like that. We both know I have a problem to know my limits and I know I should've listened to you. I'm truly sorry and I need you to believe me. I try to listen to you next time", she says as she looks into your eyes and you just nod before she takes you in her arms, letting you calm down and let those tears and anxiety out.

"I'm still mad at you", you mumble in her shoulder. "I know, I deserve that", she chuckles softly and kisses your forehead. After a few minutes in her arms, you sut up and say "Now drink that tea." "Yes ma'am", Lucy just say causing you to roll your eyes smiling.

Grabbing the hot water bottle from her stomach she pouts dramatically and you just laugh before you tell her "Relax, I'm gonna make a fresh one for you."

Getting up you limp a step before putting the water back in the kettle and turn it on, shaking your leg out slightly. You're definitely feeling your knee and Lucy can tell immediately. "Let me look at your knee", she says but you answer "Lucy I want you to rest and drink your tea." "Yeah, well I don't want my girlfriend to be in pain either when she takes care of me", Lucy tells you seriously. She'll not back down, you know that.

You sigh, finish up the hot water bottle and make your way back to bed. Laying the hot water bottle next to her she gets up and tell you to sit down so she can check on your knee. If there is one person to know everything about knees it's Lucy. She can tell how tense the muscles are, probably overstretched a bit. She massages them a bit, which is pretty uncomfortable but ultimately helps.

"Make sure one of the physios takes a look at that tomorrow and gets you taped up", she says softly and you nod, before you thank her. "Not for that", she says and presses a kiss to your knee before getting back in bed. You cuddle up next to her and place the hot water bottle back on her stomach.

Both of you head to sleep pretty early but she does finish her tea and even eats a few crackers without throwing up again. The next morning, you wake up in her arms. You turn off the alarm and she opens her eyes to look sleepily at you. "Morning, I missed this", she mumbles before kissing your head. "Me too", you say smiling before gently rubbing over her stomach. "How's your tummy?", you ask and she answers "Sore but definitely not as queasy anymore."

You just smile satisfied and cuddle for a few more minutes before you get ready for breakfast.

Once down in the dining area you kiss her cheek and say "Sit down already, I'm gonna get us something to eat." She nods and sits down next to Leah. You come back a few minutes later with two plates only to find Lucy and Leah looking at Leah's phone watching the game from yesterday. More precisely the scene where you got a yellow.

"Why are you watching that?", you whine slightly as you place a plate of toast, some cucumber and some watermelon. "I don't remember much of the game yesterday, I wanna know why you got carded", Lucy says grinning and you just roll your eyes. "The ref has been waiting all game for that", you grumble and Leah just chuckles before she says "And thanks to her you're also on bad terms with Sarina." You just sigh and rub over your face, all of that making your head hurt slightly.

Lucy rests a hand on your thigh and makes you look at her. "Thank you for standing up for me", she says softly. "You're welcome, but you better don't do it again, Bronze", you say with a raised eyebrow. She winced slightly at being last named again. "Understood", she says before pressing a kiss to your temple

[noona-clock]

Are You Sure? - Part 1

Hmmm if I can request something, maybe exes to enemies to lovers with Jungshin? Not sure if you’d like details but it could be this prompt if it’s easier?: “trying hard to hate each other but something happened and they were stuck together. emotions & passions were running high”

I'll tell you what, anon. I honestly wasn't sure I would ever actually write this... but here we are! Thank you so much for requesting this, and I hope you enjoy your exes to lovers series! (I couldn't fit the 'enemies' part in here, I'm so sorry)

Genre: Exes to Lovers, Fluff, AU

Pairing: Jungshin x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, Epilogue | Words: 1,706

"Are you sure?" your best friend, Emily, asked you for at least the fifth time.

Before you answered her, you quickly pulled your phone away from your ear and checked how long it had been since you'd picked up her call.

Seven minutes.

Five times in the last seven minutes, your friend had asked you 'Are you sure?' when she had more important things to worry about right now!

Way more important things!

"Emily," you said firmly. "You are getting married in three days. I am one of your bridesmaids! I am incredibly, positively sure that I am getting on a plane in twenty minutes to be there for you!"

I mean, honestly! Three days away from your best friend's wedding where you're a bridesmaid! Did you even have a choice at this point?!

"I know, I know," Emily replied with a slight whine. "But -- it's just -- I mean -- well... you know."

You pressed your lips together to stop a sigh from escaping because, yes. You did know. You knew exactly what she was talking about.

And that 'something' was Jungshin. He was one of Yonghwa's best friends -- Yonghwa being Emily's future husband -- who was going to be playing in the band during the wedding reception.

And Jungshin also happened to be your ex-boyfriend.

But what did she expect you to do? Not go to her wedding? Return the beautiful bridesmaid's dress you'd bought months ago? You'd spent too many embarrassing hours on the phone with the hotel and airline trying to ensure you weren't around a certain bassist ex of yours for any longer than necessary to let it all go to waste now!

You were going, and that was that!

"I'll be fine!" you convinced her. And, yes, you were also convincing yourself. "We're both adults, we can be civil. And if I don't feel like talking to him, it will be easy enough to avoid him!"

Emily was silent on the other end for a few seconds, then she let out a short exhale.

"Okay," she finally said, her voice quiet and filled with compassion. "You're a really amazing best friend, did you know that?"

Her words made your heart swell. "Not as amazing as you!" you replied with a cheesy smile you were sure she could hear through the phone. And before you had a chance to get all mushy and start crying (you would do more than enough of that over the next few days), you added, "I'm boarding soon, and I haven't even gotten my coffee yet, so I gotta go."

"All right," Emily acquiesced. "I'll see you soon. Have a safe flight!"

"I'll convey your words directly to the pilot," you chuckled. "Bye, friend!"

Once you ended the call, you slid your phone into your pocket and made your way to the nearest coffee shop. Even though you'd said goodbye to stop yourself from getting too emotional, you'd also told the truth -- you hadn't gotten a coffee yet, and at this point, you desperately needed one.

Thankfully, there was a small stand between your gate and the next, so it didn't even take five minutes for you to procure a steaming hot cup of brew and join the boarding line for your flight.

As you were trying to balance your coffee, your carry-on, and reaching back into your pocket to retrieve your boarding pass on your phone, you noticed someone in your peripheral vision. They had just arrived at your gate, and you were absolutely too focused on not spilling your drink to care about who it was... except...

You would recognize that tall, lean frame anywhere. Even in line at the airport after catching just one side glance at him, apparently.

"Shit," you whispered to yourself as your heart dropped down into your stomach.

Yes, you had been somewhat prepared to see him for the first time in months, but not here! In every scenario you'd pictured in your head, you would see him from across the room at the rehearsal dinner: a room so crowded, you would have plenty of places to hide and avoid. And you'd accepted that, were at peace with it!

Reality, it seems, had other plans! Because he was here! At the airport! At your gate!

Wait, hold on.

...Did that mean...?

Oh, surely not.

That didn't mean he was on your flight, did it? Because, as previously mentioned, you had changed your ticket for the sole reason of not being on the same airplane as him for three hours!

So, had he also changed his ticket?

Before you could think any more about that, you reached the gate attendant and had to scan your boarding pass.

"Thank you," you murmured after hearing the melodic 'ding' of a successful scan, precariously shifting your phone to the same hand as your coffee so you could grab the handle of your suitcase.

As you walked down the boarding bridge, you had to actively force yourself to concentrate on not spilling your phone or dropping your coffee so your mind wouldn't wander to a certain fellow passenger whom you had not been expecting to see for at least 24 hours.

Nope. Rewind for just a second!

You had absolutely just thought 'spilling your phone or dropping your coffee,' and it absolutely should have been the other way around.

Let's try that again.

As you walked down the boarding bridge, you had to actively force yourself to concentrate on not dropping your phone or spilling your coffee so your mind wouldn't wander to a certain fellow passenger whom you had not been expecting to see for at least 24 hours.

There we go.

Now we may continue!

You had double-checked your pass about five times before Emily's call, so you were certain you were in seat 22A. What seat was --

No, stop! Stop thinking about him! Keep thinking about holding your phone and your cup in a firm grip so neither of them fell to the floor!

"Hello!" a smiling flight attendant greeted you as you stepped over the threshold and into the plane.

You greeted him back, flashing him a quick smile and carefully navigating into the narrow aisle to make your way down to row 22.

Then, after you set your phone down on your seat and a very courteous person behind you offered to hoist your carry-on up into the overhead bin, you slid past the other seats in your row and plopped down in your chair by the window.

...Okay, now you could think about it.

What seat was Jungshin in? Would he have to walk past you to get to it? Would he see you? Why was he even on this flight? He was supposed to be on a flight tomorrow, as was the original plan the two of you had made when you'd still been together! So, he obviously had also changed his ticket, but why? For the same reason as you? To avoid being on the same flight as you? The thought that had persuaded you to change your ticket was that he wouldn't have had the idea to do it himself. (To be honest, that was a rather large part of the cause of your break-up -- he had relied on you to do a lot of the heavy lifting in the relationship, at least mentally and emotionally.) It just didn't make sense to you that he would have been thoughtful enough to do something like this for you!

Had he really changed that much since you'd last spoken? Honestly, the curiosity was starting to eat you up inside, but before you had the chance to dig your phone out from underneath you to text Emily, you caught a glimpse of Jungshin coming down the aisle.

Hurriedly, you slid down into your seat and leaned forward as if you were searching for something in your personal item bag on the floor. Even if he did walk by you and noticed you, surely he wouldn't be able to recognize you based solely on your hair. A lot of people had the same color hair as you!

For what seemed like hours, you dug around in your bag, sifting through everything you'd packed in there, but of course looking for nothing in particular. And when you finally felt it was safe enough to sneak a peek, you ever so slowly tilted your head to the side, letting your hair slide away just enough to allow you to see.

Well, there was no sign of him in your row, thank god. So, you lifted your gaze just a bit more. Relief flooded your chest when you saw the aisle was ex-boyfriendless, also. Of course, this meant you didn't know where he was sitting. You'd have to subtly investigate during the flight because the not knowing would bother you.

Let's be real here: everything about this situation bothered you. You had already been dreading seeing Jungshin at this wedding, but you'd been slightly comforted by the fact you wouldn't have to share a flight or hotel room with him. And now you'd been robbed of half of that comfort!

You were supposed to be happy for your best friend as she married the love of her life and started on the beautiful and wonderful journey of marriage with her soulmate. You were supposed to be thrilled, over the moon, basking in joy!

But, nope! You were bothered and uncomfortable and irritated and jealous and annoyed and --

Wait, excuse me?

No.

No, no, no, You were not jealous.

You truly were not sure why you'd thought that word because you weren't. You were not jealous! Not at all!

Had you thought at one point that you were going to marry Jungshin? Yes, to be honest, you had. Were you upset that it wasn't going to happen?

...I mean, maybe.

Not upset, really, just... a bit glum. A relationship ending is almost always upsetting, right? Especially when it had been someone you'd thought you would marry.

But never mind all that. The point is, you were not jealous.

You. Were. Not. Jealous.

Now, you just had to get through this flight and get to the hotel without thinking about, seeing, or bumping into Jungshin.

Should be pretty easy, right?

Part 2

[zombeebunnie]

Trembling Essence:💙Background + poll results💙

Hello hello and welcome new followers! :]

Firstly I just want to say a very big thank you to everyone that participated in the poll I did last week, I was really surprised but happy with the results and responses! This will help me a lot moving forward! :,] If you missed it and would like to say which route you preferred feel free to comment!

Anywho, this week mainly focused on art practicing again but I did work on the game and managed to get my bearings even more!

Here is the new background for the start of the game:

This took a long time to draw up since I sketched out the background instead of looking at references this time. Once I got a basic idea of how I wanted it to look it felt.. too empty and flat. At first I couldn't figure out why until I added more shrubbery and grass. After that I started adding the trees and then added a few more to give it depth and adjusted some of the coloring. So far the immersive symbolism I'm going for is slowly coming together! Since it just finished raining where you're located I tried to give the background the illusion of looking tolerably humid but slowly getting colder over time with a hint of decay in the distance. This is a better look of the dreary foreboding atmosphere compared to the "fairy-forest" from last week. >:,] It took a while but I also added a parallax effect here and optimized the images to save space. I kept getting an error when it came to the middle ground so I had to find and fix the problem which delayed things. I don't have a video to show it in action but maybe next time. I do want it to be known again that these automatically happen and don't follow the cursor. :,,]

Here's a sneak peek of the new choices you can do when you're in this area now. >;]

This part required a lot of brainstorming before I figured out how I wanted the explorative part to go. This was originally going to go a different way completely but a particular day caused me to just scrap it and start everything over. I have a very solid idea on how I want all of this to go better than ever so I can't wait to show some of the new areas! I didn't expect this background to take as long as it did to draw up but hopefully next week I'll have more done!

Progress doodle layout:

Since certain endings are being changed I thought it would be cool to animate a progress layout to visually show how everything is going! It shouldn't take too long to finish this section up since I already have a foundation laid out.

Noah's sprite sheet update:

As far as Noah sprite sheets goes, it's still in sketch mode and I haven't messed with them yet since I've been practicing. :,,]

There are some old drawing prompts I wrote down and sketches that I'm still doodling up behind the scenes so hopefully I can get to them at some point with some attached lore. :,]

Q&A / Ask box is still open:

If you have any questions about Trembling Essence/Noah feel free to ask here please. This makes it easier for me to see and answer accordingly! I would really like to hear from you guys!

Thank you to those who have sent in asks after everything got reset! I'll try to get to them when I can along with the ones that come to mind that got deleted. I just need time to answer since I like to respond with doodles/drawings as practice. :]

Overall that's everything I have to share so far, thank you guys for your continued encouragement and support through all of this, I wholeheartedly appreciate it! :,,]

[omo-queer]

hi! tysm for your answer 🥺 i looked up "rapid desperation" online and based on my own understanding, this is how it works:

1. drink the same specific amount of water every 15 mins within an hour (you can pee within that 1 hour).

2. after that first hour, you should continue doing it but this time, the hold starts. bathrooms are not allowed.

after this, what shall i do next? do i just keep drinking until i can't hold it anymore? or should i set a goal (for example, wait for 2 hours until i can finally pee)?

thank you so much for helping a beginner out! 💗 also looking forward to more of your blogs

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the rapid desperation approach i've seen and used a variant on myself is:

drink at least a glass (350ml/12oz or about that) every hour. this works best if you start this at least an hour or two before the hold, and pee as normal. this part basically gives your kidneys the heads-up that they're gonna be moving water fast bc you keep drinking it.

then do what you're implying—drink a glass every 15 minutes for a hour during which you can pee regularly

after that, you're holding. continue drinking at 15 minute intervals, and keep going until you lose control—the idea behind rapid desperation is that it makes this part go quickly because you've told your body to make pee faster, essentially.

this takes more planning than just like. not peeing for a long time. but it can get some interesting results. i would honestly recommend you try a couple regular holds before you go for rapid desperation, making sure not to go past the point of pain (discomfort is fine but pain you have to be careful about), because rapid desperation is one of the easier ways to have to worry about electrolyte balance (salt/potassium stuff) if you do it way too hard or way too fast. that said, i mentioned it because you were asking for specific challenges and it's a very fun one, just as long as you listen to your body.

remember, your safety comes before anything else—holding is good fun but it's important to learn what your body can and can't do, and to listen when it gives you signs to stop. you're very unlikely to hold so long you seriously hurt yourself, because the body usually gives up trying to hold it in before that's likely. but in rare cases you can experience water toxicity or overwork the muscles around your bladder if you go way too hard right out of the gate and don't listen to your body. try not to hold two days in a row when you're first starting out, and give yourself longer breaks of at least a few days between intense holds (where you actually lose control or get really close) to give your bladder and your muscles time to recover.

ok. that's the safety lecture over. it's not really that risky a kink, i just really wanted to stress how important listening to your body is when holding.

if you haven't done any holds yet, my first recommendation would be to drink liquids as normal, maybe slightly more than normal, and wait until they catch up to your bladder—eventually, if you keep drinking normally, you won't be able to hold any longer and will begin leaking or even wet yourself. even getting close to this is really thrilling. coffee/tea and other diuretics help get you more desperate, too. i typically wait until i'm right on the edge of wetting and then either go to the bathroom or (if i have the situation to) keep holding until i lose control. setting a timer that's a little overambitious usually also works for me because i tend to have a bit more bladder strength than i assume... but i've also been recreationally holding it for a pretty long time, all things considered.

thank you for reaching out! i hope my answers are helpful. i'm glad you enjoy my posts—might do a hold tomorrow or the next day or something, and it seems folks have been submitting anons for bladder control (which i love!!) so there will no doubt be more posts on the way.

i'll be asleep for a while once i post this, but feel free to send in any other questions you have via ask or dm! and of course, i always welcome talking about holds/experiences in my inbox!

[tia-amorosa]

Sunset Died - Alto Family

Tears of Joy (Longer Part)

It's the next morning. And not everyone had spent the night quietly in bed. Since Nick now knew that his brother was apparently behind the blackmail, he also tried to do a little research. They hadn't been in contact for a few years. Until the distorted voice spoke up. “I'll wring his neck”.

Vita was a little worried that her husband was hardly sleeping anymore because of it. "Nick..."/ "Hm..."/ "You shouldn't get so worked up about it. You heard Miss Kennedy, they'll take care of it"/ "It's just taking too long...", Nick grumbled as he stared at the screen. "But you're not a policeman or a detective, honey..."

She walked up to him and looked over his shoulder. “What are you doing?“/”I'm looking up the best way to get to Hidden Springs from our new place of residence“/”Are you planning to go to him?“/”Why else would I be doing THIS here?“ he pointed energetically at the screen with his hand ‘I want to hear it from his own mouth why he did this to me’/”hh… I'll make us breakfast, okay?”.

Holly was also so excited that she couldn't really sleep. “Good morning, Daddy…”. But instead of saying anything, Nick just looked at her for a moment and smiled to show her that he had noticed her. She knew that it all was really bothering him at the moment and so she left him alone as far as possible.

“Mam?“/”Hm, what is it, darling?“/”I wanted to… ask you and Dad something important.”. While Vita made sure that the food didn't burn, she already had an idea of what was to come. “As you can see, your father is a little indisposed, but you can talk to me. So?…"/ ‘I would like to go with Ethan and his family…’/ ‘hm, have they decided where to go yet?’/ „Well, I hope it will be Anne Arbor, but in the end it doesn't matter, the main thing is that we are together“. “But that doesn't quite answer my question, Holly…”. A little annoyed, Holly sat down at the table. “hh, no… they haven't decided yet. I wonder what they're thinking about for so long? There's a great university there where we could study together. “/“Does Ethan want to go to university too?”/“No, he wants to start an apprenticeship straight away, he said”.

“Hmm…” Vita would normally ask her husband for his opinion now. But he was too engrossed in what he was doing at the Moment. “We always wanted the best for you, Holly. Studying is a good thing. I didn't think it would be…medicine, hn. But it's your choice. Well, and as for your wish, there…”

Nick didn't miss the conversation, of course. So he finished his research on the laptop. “What your mother is trying to tell you on both our behalf is that it's okay”. Holly looked at him, startled yet surprised. “w-really? Mam?” Vita paused for a moment and thought back to when her daughter was little. “hh… Were we ever able to stop you from doing anything?"/ ”hnn, only with great difficulty. Thank you both so much. I promise I'll send you a message every day… And you send me pictures of Alfie, okay?”.

“Your mother can do that, I only have a few photos of him so far"/ ‘then you should get into the habit of taking more pictures of your son,’ she winked at her father. “And you're sure you'll find good people in Evansdale County for a new company, Dad?"/ ”I've had contacts there before, some were glad to hear from me. Yes, that should go well”.

Breakfast was finally ready and they sat down at the table together. “Really, I'm so excited to see what everything will be like. I hope they make the right decision… All my friends are going to Anne.Arbor .."/ ”Wait and see. Have you packed everything yet?"/ ‘Yes, pretty much’. During the meal, Vita became a little quiet. “What's wrong, Mam?"/ ”Oh, nothing, it's just… You're almost grown up now. And you were very independent early on"/ ‘yes, you didn't have to teach me very much, hnhn.’. Vita smiled and didn't look away from her plate. “Well, I think, I just didn't put enough effort into you as a mother”/ “what? Hey, that's not true.”

“Well, back then, work was mostly important to me. But now that the little one is here… I like being a mom again”. Nick looked at his wife and smiled. “hnhn, you haven't done anything wrong with Holly,, do you hear me? we have two great kids…"/ Both mother and daughter gave him a satisfied smile. After breakfast was finished, Holly headed off to meet up with her boyfriend.

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Later. When Holly arrived at the park, it was as if all her emotions suddenly burst out of her. “Hey, honey, what's going on?"/ ‘Hh-h-hh, my parents, they… They allowed me…’/ ‘What? Oh… hey, but you don't have to cry about it, hnhn’/ ‘I… I'm just happy, okay?’. He almost had to grin a little. “What, what is it, Ethan? Are you making fun of me?”. He just shook his head, laughing. “It'll be Anne Arbor… There, now you can cry.”

Holly could hardly believe her luck. And Ethan was also delighted that her parents had given her permission to go with him and his family. Otherwise she would have been eternally unhappy, as she had repeatedly emphasized. “Oh my God, and all this before Christmas. It's the greatest present we could ever have received.”

“That's right, it couldn't have come at a better time. Mh…"/ ‘What…, you look so serious…’/ ”Oh, everything's ok…. My parents aren't home right now, they're helping the others pack up their things. Arlo and Darlene are playing with the others…”. Holly grinned a little. “Is that an indirect invitation to your house?”

He smiled a little sheepishly and then took her hands. “It would be fine if you don't want to. Hn, I think we're the only couple here that hasn't, well…"/ ”Hadn't had sex yet? I don't think so, have you ever looked at Michael and Peter? They're so cute together and yet there's always a certain wariness about them”.

Ethan pursed his lips a little “I've always been careful and respected your wishes…”/ “I know you're a gentleman through and through, hn. But… I'm just not as willing to take risks as Lisa. Let's wait until we're out of here, shall we?"/ ‘hnhn… Oh man, I love you’.

A sweet smell of cake drifted over the whole square. And that quickly attracted some people. “Wow, where did you get these?"/ ”Auntie Agnes baked them with me. Would you like one?"/ ‘I'd love one, but… I haven't got any money with me’/ ‘That's okay, they're free today.’/ ”hnhn, okay. Thank you and give my love to your auntie”.

After enjoying her little cake, Holly went to the school building with Ethan. The kids met there almost every day, and they too had become a small community. They spent the last few hours with friends and talked about the upcoming trip.

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@greenplumbboblover ⭐

[zoeykallus]

Hi! If you’re taking requests I would wonder, how would TBB + Rex react to reader being unfaithful, hooking up with someone else? Maybe their relationship was never verbally made officially so reader thought it was okay, idk. Can make NSFW, fluff, sad, angry, smut, however you want! I love your work btw :)

Oh dear...

Aloha! Okay, my first impulse is to ask why would you do such a thing, if you could have a batcher 😂 I surely wouldn't, either way 😁 To each their own. But I'm curious how the guys would react to that. Let's see...

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Unfaithful

Warnings: Suggestive In Parts/Strong Language/Hurt/Angst/There Might Be Some Fluff too

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What's Going On:

From time to time you've been intimate, but your batcher, and you haven't set any hard and fast rules, neither you nor he titles you as a couple yet, at least you haven't verbally. So when you go out with a cute guy after a party and get intimate with that very guy, you don't really think much of it. The only problem is that the guy in question likes to make a name for himself with his bedtime stories and brags about them. Your batcher gets wind of it.

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

Hunter

At first, he's flabbergasted when one of the other bar patrons, who he knows quite well by now, tells him how some guy bragged about having slept with you and would also reveal wild details about it. "I thought because you two are kind of close that maybe you should know," the acquaintance from the bar ends his explanation. Hunter blinks, he nods slowly and mumbles, "Thanks." He just sits there for a moment, then from one second to the next his pulse races, adrenaline is produced in his body. It takes him a second or two to realize he's pissed off. Hunter points to the guy in the booth at the other end of Cid's Bar and asks, "That one over there?" His buddy nods. "You sure?" Another nod. Hunter stands up, walking purposefully toward the booth and stands next to it, practically directly in the field of view of your one-night stand. Hunter approaches him about it, and the guy completely misinterprets Hunter's interest. He starts bragging again and is already getting into some details. Hunter is not even sure if the guy is just lying completely, or if there's at least some truth to it.

He is so angry, he wants to break the guy's nose. His whole posture is tense, his look so gloomy that even a Sith would hide under the bed. Everyone in the bar knows that he is about to beat someone up, except this one. He is not an aggressive person, he doesn't want to be. But right now he's holding back with absolute effort. Hunter turns around and wants to leave again, wants to try to vent his frustration in another way. But he is barely two steps away from the table as he snaps. "Fuck it..." He turns back around, goes back to the booth, and takes one quick, solid punch. The nose bone breaks, clearly audible, despite the music in the bar. The guy is almost unconscious, he's bleeding, his eyes are watering, and he looks at Hunter, confused and uncomprehending. "Don't you ever touch her again, and don't you dare tell anyone this story again, or I'll come back and break the rest"

He avoids you for the next few days, but sooner or later he brings it up. Hunter is disappointed in you, he was sure that you knew how much the thing between you two meant to him, even though you didn't call it by its name until now. You have an adult, enlightening conversation, finally saying honestly what you think and feel. However, Hunter is now bruised in some ways. He will have a hard time really opening up to you again and trusting you. The possibility exists, but this requires a lot of patience on your part.

Echo

He sits at the bar counter and can't believe it. He stares at the glass in front of him as if he can find any answers in it. It was so hard for him to open up to you intimately, after all he had been through in the past. Echo felt safe with you, understood, loved. Now he has a stomach ache and somehow his chest is getting tighter. That he has to hear from a stranger, how you sleep with other men feels like he has been beaten up properly, several times. He knows that some couples do that, but he never thought that you would want that. He doesn't know whether to be angry or disappointed. Echo is just not sure if this is somehow his fault. Maybe he should have told you very clearly how he felt, what he hoped for from things between you. He just hadn't dared yet, didn't want to impose. Echo is ashamed. A little bit he feels like you not only betrayed his trust and broke his heart, he feels exposed, embarrassed. Just a few hours ago, he was harping to his brothers about how insanely great you are and how happy you make him. Shortly after, they all heard the dirty little story.

When you come into the bar and see him sitting there, you already suspect that something is wrong. When you speak to him, he can barely look at you, his gaze alternating between pain and stony. He officially ends things between you, he also explains why. You are welcome to explain yourself, but it doesn't matter, shit hit the fan already. It's very likely that Echo won't come out of his shell too soon, at least not for you.

Wrecker

What he hears worries him. Wrecker's first impulse is to seek you out immediately, which he does. When you meet, you immediately notice that something is wrong. He seems unsettled and not at all like you have come to know him. "What's wrong, big guy?" you ask him gently. He sits down with you and sighs heavily. "Just heard a story in the bar that made me feel insecure," he says directly. You frown questioningly. "What kind of story?" Wrecker tells you about how this guy brags about having been in bed with you and throws around details from that night. Naturally, you're startled and also angry. Angry that this guy has so little decency, but you push this anger into the background for now. You're much more concerned with the fact that Wrecker is so affected by this. "Apart from the fact that this asshole has no right to spread this around. What exactly upsets you about it?" you ask cautiously. Wrecker wears his heart on his sleeve, actually, always, including now. "I thought something serious was developing between us. Do you see it differently?" he asks directly.

At first, you're a little speechless, but then you tell him, "Well, I thought there was a possibility, but we never talked about it, so I wasn't sure. The guy was just a one-time slip, I don't usually get involved with idiots like that." Wrecker sighs again and says, "I don't have much experience with relationships and how to get them rolling. When the Republic still existed, I wasn't allowed to do anything like that, so everything always happened without ties, without promises and such. Maybe that's why I didn't say the right words, didn't do the right things to make you feel like I only wanted you and hoped it would be the other way around". You look at him with a soft little smile and say, "I'm very happy to hear that Wrecker. Believe me, I really didn't mean to hurt you. I just wasn't sure where I stood." Wrecker says softly, "I'd really like you and me to be together, you know, exclusively." Wrecker knows that everything isn't always black and white, and he's looking forward to exploring with you what exactly you want from a relationship together. He won't give up that quickly.

Tech

He is completely flabbergasted at the first moment. Then he's very angry, disappointed, scared and insecure. Tech is annoyed with the guy, but also with you. He wants to hurt this guy, but instead of seeking confrontation, he wants to talk to you first, see what's up with this. When you confirm the veracity of the story, Tech is blindsided. "You can't be serious," he says quietly. "I... yes, I am, unfortunately." Tech falls silent for a very long, uncomfortable moment. You say carefully, "Somehow, I didn't get the feeling you wanted to be serious. In front of other people, you always treated me like a buddy, not a loved one." Suddenly breaking the silence, he sounds half upset, half sad. "Because I'm... shy and think that such things are private. I thought we both had something special. We've shared intimate closeness, several times. Something I couldn't imagine at all before. I've opened up to you, made myself vulnerable." You blink and at first you don't know what to say, of course you're sorry for upsetting him like that.

Quietly, disappointedly, he adds, "I feel like you've trampled on my trust and danced all over it." "A very flowery metaphor," you say softly. He glares at you angrily. Tech will back off, tell you to stay away from him from now on, he won't listen to any reasonable words. But it won't be two days before he's trailing after you again, talking about a second chance. If you go for it, get ready for Tech to be very controlling and jealous from now on. This will eventually subside to some degree, but it will take a long time. Tech feels deeply, so he is also very sensitive, but also passionate. With a little effort and patience, you'll smooth it out.

Crosshair

After breaking the nose and fingers of the guy who just told him about a hot night with you ("These hands will never touch my girl again, is that clear?!"), he makes his way to you. Crosshair growls your name as he walks into the room, and a chill immediately runs down your spine. You know even before you turn around and look at him that he's pissed. You slowly turn and look at him out of wide eyes. His gaze literally cuts into yours. "I guess I'm not enough for you", he growls. You blink. "What?" "Fucking around?" Your mouth drops open, and you stare at him, stunned. "Excuse me?" Crosshair murmurs, "The night after the party you went to last weekend." A light slowly dawns on you. "Oh."

For one thing, you didn't really expect him to find out about it, and besides, you weren't even thinking about the guy anymore. "That's all you have to say, just an oh?" You cross your arms in front of your chest and say, "Since when are we exclusive?" He pushes you up against the table behind you and growls, "Since the first damn day! Did you want a contract, maybe? Or a written invitation to a relationship?" You shrug, but at the same time your thighs part almost automatically, leaving him between them as he presses closer to you. "You could have just said you wanted a relationship," you say meekly. "Kitten," Crosshair says seriously, "We've been intimate several times, we've dated, I didn't think I needed to explain." You snort and at the same moment his hand grabs your chin. "I want you to be mine and mine alone". You can barely avoid his intense gaze. Crosshair, kisses your neck, up to your ear and whispers to you, "How many times do you want me to fuck you to satisfy your hunger?" He will be more vigilant from now on, but he will not control you. However, if you ever become intimate with someone else again, he will clearly break up with you, and no amount of begging will ever soften him. The first time, it was still a case of giving the defendant the benefit of the doubt, he won't let it slip a second time, at all.

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Stockroom Antics - Chapter 18

Maria had changed jobs numerous times over the last five years, more to keep herself safe than anything else. Her mother had told her she was a fairy but she thought it was just her mom being weird. Honestly, though, she had no other way of explaining what had happened to her that stormy day before she'd gone into a coma for two weeks.

Please don't take my work. I'll post warnings for each chapter. Will probably be 18+ I haven't decided yet!

Word Count: 1502

Pairing eventually Dean Winchester x OC

Warnings: Angst

A/N: This one's written a little differently than my last one. Let me know what you think. It's the first time I've tried this type of writing. Chapters will alternate viewpoints as well. I also looked into an actual area so this one could feel more realistic. This one is taking on a life of it's own in a turn I hadn't anticipated, so adding a new tag.

----------------------------------------- Stockroom Antics Chapter 18

After Sam and Maria left the kitchen for that tour, Dean went to the library with the dragon following. He had found it completely weird that images were coming to his mind, and he knew they were coming from Bubbles, convinced that was her name.

“So, how come she can’t see your thoughts,” Dean asked the dragon when he sat down at one of the library tables, the dragon in front of him.

The dragon tilted its head like it was contemplating how to answer him. The word “stubborn” reverberated softly in his mind, making him chuckle.

“Yeah, she seems pretty stubborn. How do you plan on convincing her to talk to me if she can’t hear your thoughts?” he asked somewhat curiously.

Again, the dragon seemed to be thinking. Then Dean could have sworn it shrugged its shoulders.

“Well, you’re no help,” he laughed and then swore the dragon glared at him a little, making him chuckle again. Dean reached out and rubbed the dragon's chin, and it made that purring sound, “This might be easier if she actually believed,” he sighed.

Something Dean had given up on a long time ago was a relationship. His job, hunting monsters, kept him from getting close to anyone, especially after what had happened with Lisa. Even with his thoughts wandering now, the dragon just watched him. The last thing Dean ever wanted was for someone else to get hurt, or worse because a monster was using them as leverage to get to him. 

Well, at least she’d agreed to drinks and conversation, which Sam was thankful for. He hoped it would help ease the tension he could tell had been building since he’d said she was just a case. She looked almost nervous when he brought her a beer, trying not to chuckle when she immediately took a drink of it. 

Dean’s attention kept going from the dragon to her as the dragon kept showing him the image of two people talking. It took everything in him not to chuckle, but he couldn’t keep the smile from playing along his lips. When Sam set the whiskey and glass down for him, he poured himself a double. It was called liquid courage for a reason, and he was gonna need it. Being nervous around a woman was something he’d never struggled with before, but she was different. “So, uh, what did you want to talk about,” she asked, somewhat quietly, not looking directly at either of them.

The little dragon walked over to where she was sitting and climbed into her lap. She set her hand on its back, over its wings, as it curled up comfortably. Sam had been debating how to start this since before he’d ever brought it up to her.

“Well, we’ll have to make a supply run in the next couple of days. What kinds of things do you like to eat?” Sam asked her, finding a simple and safe topic to start off with.

“Oh. Umm,” she began, then paused, sipping her beer for a few moments, “I like most meats, potatoes, cereal, some fruits.”

Sam chuckled, “Tell you what, we’ll make a list, and you can add what you’d like to it, or you could just go with us. Alright, what kinds of things do you like to do?”

“I like to bake and read stuff on Tumblr,” she replied, and it almost seemed like she was embarrassed at that.

Dean raised an eyebrow. She’d said the magic word, bake, “What kind of stuff can you bake?” He felt his breath hitch in his lungs again when she looked up at him with those deep, dark blue eyes of hers.

“All kinds of stuff. Following a recipe is easy,” she replied casually.

“Come on, Sweetheart, you gotta give me something more specific than that,” he chuckled, his curiosity getting the better of him. He really wanted to know what she could bake.

She furrowed her brow a bit, “Breads, cookies, cakes, pies, and everything in between.” “You had me at pie,” he smirked, sipping his drink.

It was her turn to raise an eyebrow, “What’s your favorite?” 

“Apple, but I like all kinds of pie. Cherry is a close second,” he answered, still smirking happily. She was sweet, kind, beautiful, and she could bake. If it weren’t for the pull he already felt for her, he would be feeling one now.

She looked over at Sam, “Maybe we could add the ingredients to the list so I could bake,” she suggested, still seeming a little nervous.

“I don’t see why not,” Sam replied, giving her a friendly smile. He was grateful she was at least talking, and Dean was getting involved. Although, so far, she wasn’t really asking much about them, at least she seemed to be trying.

“Are you two gonna keep the sigils on?” she asked quietly, looking more at her beer than at either of them.

The brothers exchanged a look, having a silent conversation, which they did often. It was something neither of them had discussed, and they weren’t entirely sure how her powers would affect them. “We hadn’t talked about it,” Sam replied and sighed, “We just don’t know the full extent of how your powers will affect us. We’ve been hunters a long time and were just doing it as a precaution. It’s nothing against you,” he tried to reassure her.

“Well, uh, mine is mostly gone anyway,” Dean said, fidgeting a little, as he hadn’t said a thing to his brother about it, “Pretty sure it’s useless right now.” Then he finished his drink and poured himself another.

“Dean,” Sam said quietly, although frustratedly, giving him a look to match. Dean just smiled and shrugged his shoulders, then leaned back in his chair, drink in hand. He glanced over at her just in time to see her smile a little.

“I’ve never hurt anyone, just being around them,” she said quietly, then finished her beer.

Sam got up, grabbed a six-pack out of the fridge, then returned to the library, setting it on the table so he and Maria could both reach it when they needed another. He was slightly frustrated with his brother, but at the same time, if his suspicions were correct, the sigil was pointless for Dean.

“We get that. We just had to take precautions. Like I said, it’s nothing against you,” Sam again tried to reassure her.

“So, uh… what do you guys do when you aren’t hunting?” she asked quietly again, getting herself another beer.

“Well, we watch movies, play phone games sometimes, listen to music,” Dean answered, still with that happy, stupid smile on his face that he couldn’t get rid of, even if he’d wanted to. She was kind of adorable when she was being shy.

“Some of us read too,” Sam added, side glaring slightly at his brother.

She chuckled quietly, “I like to do those things too.” 

To the brothers, she still sounded nervous, “What kinds of things do you like to read?” Sam asked.

They both noticed how she bit her bottom lip nervously, not really looking at either of them. “Mostly fanfics on Tumblr. But I like sci-fi stuff,” she replied, still in that quiet, nervous tone.

“Why do you seem so nervous?” Sam finally decided just to ask her.

She sighed, taking another sip of her beer. “Most people just think I’m weird with the stuff I like, so I don’t usually tell anyone,” she answered quietly.

Both brothers chuckled, “You don’t have to worry about that. We’re not most people. Our lives are like a sci-fi novel or movie,” Sam told her, stifling another chuckle.

“Or like Halloween, every day of the year,” Dean added, pouring himself another drink.

She looked up at the two of them, and all Dean wanted to do was go hold her. She looked so sad to him, causing his smile to fade. Now, all he had to do was figure out what he could possibly say to get her to smile again.

“Weird is kind of our thing. It would be weird if our lives were normal,” Sam told her softly.

“So, you don’t think I’m weird?” she asked, sounding slightly nervous.

“Not really. Not in a bad way anyway,” Dean told her, trying to think of something smooth to say. His mind kept going blank. “You seem like our kind of weird.” Then he wanted to kick himself for saying that, at least until he heard her giggle.

“I don’t think anyone’s told me that before,” she giggled quietly again.

Sam saw the huge smile that Dean got, it went from ear to ear, “Honestly, Maria, just be yourself. Most people would probably find us weird.”

She smiled a little, “I think everyone should be at least a little weird. Normal can be boring,” she stated, finally finding a regular tone and not being as quiet as she had been. However, she was now on her third beer.

That got both brothers laughing. At least she seemed to start opening up. Either that, or she was getting buzzed, helping to lower her inhibitions.

An hour later, she’d had five beers total. The room had been filled with laughter, and now, she and Dean were arguing with Sam.

“Bacon is a meal, and there’s no way you can convince me that it isn’t,” she said with stubborn confidence.

“God, you and Dean both need a new diet. That much grease isn’t good for you,” Sam tried to argue back, making them both laugh again.

“Death by bacon. I can live with that,” Dean mused, sipping another glass of whiskey.

Sam couldn’t believe the statement that had just come out of his brother’s mouth, “You do realize that is an oxymoron, right?” “Whatever it is, I can live with it,” Dean stated, causing Maria to laugh again. It was like music to him, and he never wanted it to end. Then there was her smile, which could brighten any room. 

“So, what’s the weirdest case you two have had to go on?” she asked, still laughing some at the bacon argument.

“Uh, that’s a tough one,” Dean replied, leaning back in his chair again, thinking back over all the cases they’d had over the years.

“We’ve had several weird ones,” Sam chuckled, thinking back.

“Well, what was the weirdest?” she asked again, seeming utterly curious.

“There was that time we were cartoons,” Sam mused, as that had been really weird for him.

“Wait, you were a cartoon?” she asked, seeming surprised and even more curious.

Dean chuckled, “Yeah. It was a ghost that was haunting a TV. I got for the Dean Cave. The ghost pulled us into an episode of Scooby Doo. Velma kissed Sam.”

She laughed at the story. When she caught her breath, though, she looked at Sam, trying to stop the continued giggles, “So, how was it getting kissed by a cartoon?”

He was still slightly embarrassed over that ordeal, “It was… kinda weird.”

“What do you mean by weird? Like, how the kiss felt or just the fact that you were a cartoon?” she asked, tilting her head a bit.

Sam chuckled, “Kissing a fictional character that is a cartoon.”

“What about you, Dean? Did you get to kiss Dapne?” she asked, turning to him and raising an eyebrow.

If only she knew how incredibly adorable he found her, “No. She’s got a thing for Fred,” he chuckled.

Then, out of the blue, Sam put his hand on the side of his head, a look of realization crossing it, “I know why Crowly wants her, before her powers awaken.”

Great way to ruin the mood, Dean thought to himself, but he was also now curious, “Well, spit it out already.”

“Rowena’s his mother. She could perform the spell, to awaken her powers, leaving Maria indebted to the both of them,” Sam told them, finally having put the pieces together.

Maria grabbed the whiskey bottle off the table and drank at least two shots worth, “Wonderful,” she grumbled, setting the bottle back where she’d gotten it from.

“That explains what Crowley told her, about when she changed her mind,” Dean sighed. At this point, he was just hoping that they could keep her safe. If she believed in soulmates or was even open to it, things could go differently, and Dean knew that.

The one thing the brothers could tell about her was that she wasn’t the kind of person to not find a way to pay back a favor or act of kindness. The mood of the evening quickly shifted. Both brothers noticed how she seemed to get uncomfortable with the revelation.

“I’m gonna head to bed,” she said fairly sullenly.

“I’m sorry Maria. It just came to me, and I blurted it out without thinking,” Sam apologized as she stood up, carefully picking up the sleeping dragon.

“It’s okay. I should get some sleep anyway,” she replied, although she sounded like something else was on her mind.

“Okay. Try to get some sleep,” Dean told her, softer than he realized.

She didn’t look back at them before she left them alone in the library and headed to her room.

“Dude, Seriously?!” Dean turned to Sam and told him, frustrated, “That could have waited till later.”

“I said I was sorry. It’s not like I was purposefully trying to upset her. Although, it’s kinda cute how you’re smitten with her,” Sam replied, teasing his brother a little. He really couldn’t resist.

“Jerk,” Dean mumbled, finishing his drink.

“Bitch,” Sam chuckled.

“Back to the Rowena/Crowley thing. He can’t get in here, but she can. Now what are we supposed to do?” Dean said, trying to figure out how they would get around this one.

Sam leaned back in his chair, beer in hand, “There’s not much we can do about that,” he sighed.

The problem with witches is that they were human, so a lot of things wouldn’t repel them or keep them from entering a home, like salt to ward against demons or ghosts. Rowena was also the most powerful witch alive, being over three hundred years old. They didn’t know all of what she could do, but they wouldn’t put anything past her abilities. She had removed the Mark of Cain from Dean, after all. On top of that, she knew where the bunker was, having been there several times to help with certain things when it was in her best interest.

“I might be able to find a protection spell, though,” Sam finally said, breaking the silence and getting on his laptop.

Sam had learned a few tricks from his interactions with Ruby many years ago. Then there were all the books in the bunker, several of which were spell books. The Men of Letters believed in using magic. It was a means to an end.

“Okay, just, don’t forget about us. The last thing I want is to piss that woman off too badly. She’s got a temper,” Dean told him.

So Dean drank while Sam poured through his laptop and books for the next several hours, far into the night. Maria never came back out of her room, and Dean hoped that she was sleeping and not sitting awake and alone.

----------------------------------------- Chapter 19

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ASK BOX NOW CLOSED (02.02.24)

I am working through all the asks I've received thus far. I usually post once a day so long as life's other demands don't get in the way. 😘

There are 37 Asks in my Inbox! 🤯 Most from this round but a few submitted from before. The way it works is first come first serve. So if you just got an ask in before the box closed, expect to wait a bit. I will also try to keep an Upcoming Ask List circulating as I go, so you know what's coming next.

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I am copying and pasting the previous updates and rules below the cut for bookkeeping reasons. So if you're just coming across this pinned message, you'll be able to see the progression.

Love you all and can't wait to get to answering these awesome asks!

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01.29.24 UPDATE: WILL BE CLOSING ASK BOX TO WORK ON ASKS IN NEXT COMING DAYS:

If you haven't submitted something yet and you want to, please do so. I'll be closing my ask box in like two days or so to give me time to catch up on all asks thus far.

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ASKBOX STILL OPEN

Hello all! I am currently accepting both sfw and nsfw headcanon requests, alphabet lists, and matchups for the following fandoms:

Baldur’s Gate 3

Castlevania (Netflix)

Resident Evil (1-4; 8)

Monsters/Cryptids/Creatures

My rules are as follows:

Use the ask box

Name the character(s)/creature(s) you have in mind

Mention the scenario you’re thinking of

If there are more details, feel free to add them but ask anything overly specific and I may not be able to incorporate it all

I do sfw or nsfw, pretty much anything

Rules for Requesting Matchups/Headcanons:

I’d say max requests per ask is one. Like if you want two separate headcanon ideas (For Ex: “What’s so and so favorite color?” and also “What would [blank] enjoy doing most at the beach?”)- Please submit those separately.

Max. characters per request can go up to 6, but expect that the more characters included per ask, the shorter the answers per character may be. So if you ask for headcanons for Gale, I might give you 3 paragraphs whereas if you ask for Gale, Wyll, and Shadowheart, I may only write 1 paragraph per character for that answer.

Same prompt with different characters is totally fine! Again, I’d say max. # of characters per same prompt is 6.

Any kind of reader is cool: male or female or gn!reader. Can use the terms afab or amab if you’d prefer as well.

I’ll do pretty much any topic as long as it fits within the source material. I’m a grown-ass woman who’s been in fanfiction for going on over a decade so very little in fiction surprises or repulses me at this point.

I will write about dark topics. I’m comfortable with all topics. On the off chance someone asks something I just cannot do, I’ll say as much.

And I’ll be sure to include a TW on answers with difficult topics for other readers to use to navigate.

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Give me a personality description of either you or your Tav or your OC. What are they like? Their best attributes? Worst attributes? Hobbies? Likes/dislikes? MBTI?

Preferred gender result, or if you’d like one of each gender.

And if you’d be open to a poly or monogomous answer.

For matchups, the limit is one per preferred gender (so max. you could get per matchup would be two, one of each gender)

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digital lover ☆ haknyeon

order 067, @sickvision : large milk tea with regular and banana tapioca pearls for tbz Haknyeon

! : mentions of a psycho ex and Hak has a restraining order on them (pls never be obsessive/toxic in ur relationships), Hak called reader 'pretty'

#: best friend!Haknyeon x gn reader, friends to lovers! , fake dating!

another day, another (fake) date with Haknyeon.

[💌: my love, i'm so sorry this took so. damn. long :( especially since it was your first request :< i hope you still enjoy it ee >_< i had fun slowly writing it bit by bit ! also tbz's comeback slays omg i'm so ?!?!]

"when you get married, i'll pay you to let me sing at your wedding," Hak says before sticking his lollipop back in his mouth.

the two of you are sat in your bedroom, just hanging out as you always do.

he removes it again to use it as a microphone while singing the most horrendous cover of a song with too many high notes to count. Haknyeon is a gorgeous singer, he just purposely sings bad sometimes to make you laugh.

he continues to bounce around your bed while singing until you speak.

"not like that, hell no," you reply but unable to hold back a smile.

you think about his words. when you get married? did he want you to get married off already? why would he be singing... wouldn't he be the groom?

you've liked your best friend, Hak, for a year now, and you've only been falling deeper and deeper. somehow, everything he does makes your heart flutter. if he's a little too close, if he wraps an arm around you, if he waits for you after your night class on campus... you're flooded with butterflies.

you're almost sure he doesn't feel the same way, though. that's why you haven't even thought about confessing. as selfish as it is, you'd rather be close to Haknyeon through this friendship than ruin it completely just to tell him your feelings.

"hey.. why are you so lost in your thoughts. don't be so boring!" Haknyeon whines, snapping you back to reality. he gently takes hold of your shoulders and shakes, filling you with giggles.

then, his phone buzzes next to your legs, entangled from Haknyeon trying to tickle you.

when he picks up to check it, you watch as his face darkens before he tosses his phone to the side.

"what happened, Hak? everything okay?"

"yeah," he mumbles.

but you know he's not okay. you don't press him further, though. instead, you tell him that if he ever wants to tell you, you'll be ready to listen.

even though a week ends up passing before he tells you, you're still ready to listen.

he asks you to meet him at a café and you find him with dark circles under his eyes, messy hair hidden under a beanie and his leg shaking up and down with how nervous he is.

"hey Hak, what's up? are you okay?"

"no, i'm not," Haknyeon tells you, frankly.

he pushes a drink towards you. of course, he knows you so well that he was able to order your favourite drink for you in advance.

"i... keep getting texts from someone and it's been bothering me. they keep calling me, too, and i'm going insane."

your heart drops. Haknyeon doesn't even have to explain. you already know who he's talking about: his psycho ex.

they broke up almost a year ago, yet Hak still keeps receiving calls and texts from them. they've even shown up to his house, followed him around. they're a complete stalker.

everything had died down for a few months after Haknyeon went to the police, but now they're back again?

"i've contacted the police and they've said that the texts and calls pose no threat, that i should just block them. i do, i keep blocking them but they keep calling with different numbers. i don't even know whose calls to answer anymore, y/n, i'm going insane."

"show me," you say, gesturing for Haknyeon's phone.

with a pout and quivering lips, he hands it to you. you scroll through the messages, filled with anger. all of them talk about how Hak will never be able to find anyone as good as them, his ex. they tell him his life is over without him, that he'll die alone.

suddenly, you have an idea.

"Hak... i know what to do. you said they stalk your instagram too, right? but you have a restraining order on them so they can't see you in person?"

Haknyeon nods along to your words.

"okay... what do you think about being digital lovers? how about we post as if we're dating and show your ex that you can be happy without them?"

your heart races as you explain your idea, and honestly you don't even expect Haknyeon to agree. you're also mad at yourself because... are you just taking advantage of the situation to act on your feelings for Hak?

despite it all, Haknyeon, with red ears, nods at you.

"let's do it. and let's start right now," he says.

-

"no, what the hell, this angle is so ugly?" you whine as Haknyeon attempts to take a photo of your drinks.

"i'll do it," you snap before snatching the phone out of his hands. the boy is left pouting as you do all the work.

"okay, now put your hand in and complete the heart i'm making," you say.

even feeling Haknyeon's fingers touching yours makes your heart race, but you quickly tell yourself to shut up.

"there. now post this with the caption: 'first date... already so in love'," you say.

Haknyeon scoffs. "how do you come up with the most absurd ideas?"

you stick your tongue out at him.

he shakes his head but still posts and yep, before even a minute has passed, his ex is sending him messages again.

who's that? first date with who? you're lying. you're lying i know you are. you think this will get me to leave you? you need me, Hak. you need me.

"more like they need you. how pathetic. it's okay, Hak. the more we post, the more it'll convince them. just give it time and ignore them, okay? block this new number again. and if you're ever scared or can't sleep, just come to me. it's okay," you say, patting Haknyeon's shoulder.

the look he gives you is unlike anything you've seen before. his eyes are all watery and star-filled, and he looks at you as if you're someone else. his ears are red, too.

"everything okay?" you ask, your hand on his shoulder.

"y-yeah.. just fine," he replies.

this is the first time Haknyeon starts to suspect he has feelings for you.

-

a few days later, the two of you go to an art gallery. there, you take plenty of cringey but cute couple-shots, none of them showing your faces. though, it's very obvious that Haknyeon is in every photo.

"y/n, this is so pretty.. it's almost as pretty as you," Haknyeon says, giggling to himself while he shows you a painting of a flower garden.

"hey, now. you don't have to act like my boyfriend in real life, too," you say, feeling flustered.

"but.. you're pretty! it's true.." Haknyeon trails off and you clear your throat, unconsciously taking his hand as you guide him to the next painting.

Haknyeon's heart races and so does yours.

it's the second time Haknyeon realizes he's falling for you.

-

another day, another (fake) date with Haknyeon. the two of you walk hand-in-hand through the downtown streets while you snap pictures of your interlocked fingers. Haknyeon keeps fidgeting, not knowing what to do with his free hand and constantly worrying that he'll start sweating and you'll be grossed out by his wet palms.

"Hak, your hand looks weird... like, too stiff? just relax!" you say.

he clears his throat and nods with a small small. despite trying his best, he still looks too stiff and you decide to just head into a café to rest.

"you know what, i think your ex is still being annoying because they haven't seen your s/o's face.. maybe we should show our faces this time?" you point out.

"ah, but then.. all our friends will think we're for real, too," Haknyeon says, sadly.

and... so what? wouldn't that be good, too?

you nod your head, pointing your phone at the cake/drinks and Haknyeon who sits across from you. though, he stops you. he takes the phone out of your hands and takes a deep breath in through his nose.

he knows it. he knows it, now. he likes you.

"what if.. what if we do post a photo of our faces... as a real couple?" he asks, only meeting your eyes after he's done speaking.

"hm?"

Haknyeon clears his throat and tries again. "y/n.. what if we date for real?"

your heart starts racing as you take in the sincerity in his eyes.

"do you.. like me?" you ask.

Haknyeon slowly nods and you're filled with butterflies.

"i like you too, Hak... l-let's take a selfie this time, then," you say, grinning as Haknyeon quickly gets up to sit beside you instead of across from you.

he carefully wraps an arm around you as you take the photo. the second the shutter goes off, he turns and gently presses his lips to your cheek.

"i've always wanted to do that," he says, cheekily.

"but Hak. how can you sing at my wedding if you're my husband?" you ask, reminding Hak of when his ex first started texting him while the two of you were together at your place.

he grins, poking your cheek.

"i can sing and marry you, y/n. all for free!"

you smile back at him and rest your head on his chest.

[callforspiderboy]

Sokovia Treaty|| Tony Stark × No reader gender

Summary: Your marriage is shaken by your indecision on the Treaty of Sokovia.

Warnings: Anguish, English is not my native language

Your footsteps were silent as you walked across the room, you watched Tony's back as he sat slouched in his office chair, that posture was not his usual one. Your hands slid around his shoulders, announcing your arrival. You expect Tony to tell you why you've been called, but you're greeted by an almost noisy silence.

"You've already made your decision, so why are you still thinking about it?" After a few minutes of silence, you plucked up the courage to say something, your voice low for fear of disturbing the false peace in the room. "Because you haven't made up your mind yet," Tony snapped, still with his back to you. You let out a shaky sigh and squeezed your eyes shut tightly; you were hoping he wouldn't mention your obvious indecision out loud.

"It's difficult..." you were walking on shaky ground, you knew how this whole Sokovia affair was messing with the man "... harder than you make it sound, Tony" you were grateful that Tony hadn't had the courage to look you in the eye, you didn't want him to see the tears that covered them, but you were sure he heard a slight flaw in your voice that denounced your current state.

"You need to clarify which side you're on." You missed all your husband's sarcasm and good humor, it had been days since all your conversations sounded like a silent clash until one of you decided to leave the room for fear of the next words, you'd like to do that now. "I need some time, okay?" You didn't think the treaty would bring the peace Tony wanted, you also feared the damage the Avengers were bringing, but the risks of the Treaty of Sokovia were too great to ignore. Tony closed his eyes tightly, your false indecision making it obvious to him which side you were on.

You were about to say something else in an attempt to maintain your temporary union, when Tony snapped, "You'll have to decide soon," shifting uncomfortably in his chair, you looked over your shoulder at him with frowning eyebrows, they had set a time and you didn't know it? Anticipating your next question Tony was quick to reply "Steve has just been arrested, I'm negotiating his release in exchange for the treaty" Your eyes widened, what would the Captain have done?

Tony turned on the TV and saw a news report about the recent events with Bucky. As he watched the images. A sigh of disappointment escaped your lips, Steve's choice should not have been made on the basis of this negotiation. Like a muscle memory, Tony grabbed her hand, tracing imaginary lines on her wedding ring. In easier times, that act would have brought her comfort, but now it only increased the weight the ring now carried for you.

A guilt invaded your chest, a feeling that you were betraying Tony and in a last attempt to remain faithful to the man you loved you asked, "Do you really believe in the treaty?" Before Tony had a chance to answer you with a probable lie of certainty you added "Be honest" Silence returned to the room for a few minutes, he was trying fulfill your request "It's our only option" Tony knew that those words weren't enough for you, if you were going to sign the Treaty of Sokovia you needed him to be sure that it was the right decision and he didn't have it.

Your hand pulled away from your husband's grip, you bit your lip nervously "I can't do that" The words came out in a whisper, you were ashamed of them. You had promised to be with Tony through all of this, but that wasn't what you were doing now. Tony felt a lump forming in his throat, swallowing dry "Rogers will sign" He tried to sound like his past self, that Tony who was sure of something, but he couldn't. He hoped that the statement would convince you. He hoped the statement would convince you to stay, if the captain gave up the fight there was no point in going against the treaty.

"He won't, I'll convince him to do the right thing" Tony let out a low sigh, accepting defeat. Your body moved away from Tony's chair when you noticed that he wouldn't say anything else, you walked to the exit. Tony realized that this would be his last chance to make everything clear, he just wanted to make sure that he wouldn't spend years dwelling on it "I love you" Your words came out firmly, but apprehension didn't allow him to turn around to see your reaction, "I love you, Tony" You left. For him, those words brought the comfort he wanted, the certainty that you knew that that clash wouldn't change his feelings, even if you weren't going to be together now.

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I was too lazy to translate it.I still don't know what the fandom's reception is like with writing, but here's my attempt.

[rynwayfarer]

A Letter from the Past/Dear Little Me

Hello my friend, It has been a while since we talked, How are you doing, Is your life going well?

We have come quite a ways, From when we were young, Quietly watching, Quietly alone.

I wonder if you are, Looking back on, These tiresome days, Do you miss them?

I'm sure that things, Have changed for you, Much more than, For myself.

Are you happy now? Or are your days, Bitter with tears? Have you found some one you love?

If so, I'm happy for you, I pray that they are good to you, That they treat you kind, And throw a few jabs now and then.

If not, don't fret, You will find them, They may be under your nose, Waiting for you to see them.

Where ever you are, I hope you are well, I hope you keep moving, Forward, always forward.

I look forward, To the day we meet, For surely we will, It is our fate.

But when I get there, Please look back, And remember where we've been, Remember me as I am now.

For these years, Must have changed you, Ten years will do that to a person. Best wishes,

You from ten years ago.

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Dear Little Me,

I can't believe it's already been ten years since you wrote to me. I finally got your letter. 

You know its funny, I always thought you had written a lot more, but I suppose you didn't really know what to ask back then. You did ask me some things of course, about love, about happiness, and if I missed the days you are living now.

To each and every one of them I can confidently answer yes; and no.

I did find love, a couple times, though I only asked one of them. And through them I learned what love truly felt like with no strings attached, no thorns, just someone who truly cared for me. They had a big heart, but they only had room for one person to love, and when they visited their old friend, well, I let them go because I loved them.

I also learned to love myself more. I know you probably think that's sappy an just a thing people say, but it's so important; and its a hard lesson to learn. I also learned that my way of loving is a bit different. I prefer companionship over the love you'd find on TV. A bit more on that later.

All that said, I also haven't found the love you asked me about. Right now I'm on my own, and for the time being, that's okay. I'm sure they are right under my nose like you said, but my heart is still freshly sore and not yet ready to try again. But when it is, I'm sure I'll find the one for me next time.

Like love I did find happiness too, I find myself happy with where I live, and the people I call my friends, and the artwork I do. But more than just happiness I found my other emotions too. 

I found anger for those that do wrong by me and those I care about, and those that think its right to hurt others. I found sadness in the distance between myself and those I love, and the relentless passing of time. I found joy in the games I play with my friends, the walks I take in the woods, and the music I listen to as I walk home from work. I found envy for what I don't have, fear of the future, disgust at the unjust.

I've laughed harder, screamed louder, cried longer. I've felt the world that used to make me numb, and all of it, the good and the bad, is wonderful.

You asked me if I missed the days you live in now. Or the ones you will live from here out. And sometimes I do. I miss the simplicity of our life, though I'm sure you would tell me our life was anything but simple; and you wouldn't be wrong. But we had a routine, we didn't need to worry about rent, or taxes, or crazy corporate overlords. Though I have no doubt those are coming up soon. You're almost in college after all. I miss the places that used to be so familiar to me. The streets I could walk blindfolded. The infinitely small town, which is not so small any more.

But I also like where I am now. I talk to our brother more, our other siblings too. We're seeing a concert next month. I have roommates I like. I still have my friends from high school, well some of them at least. I also have friends all over the world. People so far from me that seeing them feels like a pipe dream, and yet we're pretty close. And I have met one of them. You'd cringe so hard if you knew where I work, but I love the people I work with and it makes it bearable. I love that I have the freedom to do what I want, if I want, and I get to sleep in on my days off. So I do like where I am now for the most part.

You also talked about change, and boy have we changed in the last 10 years. Or rather I'm mostly the same but I understand things better than when I was you. I learned to fight for what I believe in, and speak my mind, and I'm much more outspoken. It makes me come off a bit brash, but I've found people who appreciate that side of me. I learned that I'm Asexual, which likely isn't a term you've found yet, but its exactly what you've been telling people all along, you just didn't know it yet. I started taking some meds, they make me not hate myself when I look in the mirror. I'm sure you'll be looking forward to that, though it does require patience. Which I know you have, but it will still take a lot of it. I have plants! I know you think you have a black thumb but honestly, we're doing okay with them. I did cosplay! I bet you think I'm crazy for it, but it was fun to try. I've had a couple of those "Just Jump" moments, and all of them were scary, and all of them were worth it. And I've kept moving forward just as you said I should.

10 years. From where I'm standing it seems so short, though I know you will have trouble perceiving it from your end. The journey was good. It was worthwhile. I'll see you when you get here.

Love: The Future

PS: To the me 10 years from now. It's my turn to ask questions. First and foremost I hope you're doing well, and I hope you'll tell me about yourself. Did we make it? Was it hard? Did we stumble? Did we get back up again? How's the weather? Are you still playing games? Are our friends still around? Are you still living in the same place? Are our siblings good? How about our parents? What are your hopes and dreams? I'll be there soon I'm sure, and you can tell me all about it.

[lysandreslovelygirllore]

Ticklish! (Jumbo josh x blue mini-fic)

"look red, I have no clue where blue is." Banban rubs his eyes. "You sure you haven't seen him?"

red groans in annoyance. "Hes the size of you and then some, I think I would notice him if he was around. Plus, no one else has seen him either."

banban stretches, getting up. "Fine. maybe we could clear more ground via driving? seems more efficient."

Red nods in agreement. "Yes, I suppose it would be. I'll be waiting downstairs for you." red paces off, banban watching behind him.

"tsk. Imagine not having your own families..er, friends? Phone numbers. What a twit." banban goes to his room, messily throwing on one of his shirts.

"banbalena! I'm heading out!" banban yells into the hallway, grabbing his keys.

"where are you going!?"

"with red! He can't find blue! We're going to try to find him!"

"alright. try to hurry! Theirs gonna be a storm soon!"

banban grumbles. ugh, why did he let red rope him into this.

"I'll try!" banban hurries out, red waiting for him.

"bah, theirs gonna be a storm. let's hope we're close enough to banbalena's house by the time it starts."

"even more great news, I see." Red remarks, clearly stressed. banban places an arm on his back.

"look, I'm sure we'll find him. As you said, he can't be that hard to spot. c'mon, hop in." banban unlocks the car, getting in. Red follows suit.

After only a bit of driving, the storm begins to start. Though it's light, so the two decided to continue on until eventually they were far from the house in the middle of a rainstorm.

"Satan strike me down... damn it! whatever, whatever. Joshes isn't that far from here luckily, we can stay there until this storm clears. he gave me a key for situations like this."

"at least we won't be stuck in traffic, I suppose." Red sighs, reaching in his pocket for a cigarette just as the two pull up next to joshes home. they hurriedly rush in, red getting the most soaked.

"my coat is soaked...so are my cigars. wonderus day, if you ask me." Red groans, taking his wet coat off and putting it over his shoulder.

Banban walks up the stairs, yelling for josh. No answer, but they do hear sounds upstairs. Clearly he's home. once they get upstairs fully they hear very loud laughter and yelling. Playful at that, but still. Banban is about to yell for josh when blue comes booking it out from the hallway, absolutely soaking wet, clumsily covered by a blue towel with a crown pattern on it.

"AHH! STOP! HAVE MERCY! HAVE MERCY!" blue screams, falling on his ass. Josh tackles him, (also extremely wet) And begins tickling the shit out of him. blue bursts out into a laughing fit, occasionally broken up by his body squeaking.

"AHAAHA STOP! STOP!" after a few more seconds of tickling, josh gets up and off of blue, leaving him to pout on the floor. banban and red both look in shock (as the two have not noticed them yet)

"go dry off, ticklish beast." Josh teases blue, who quickly scampers off behind him, josh watching intently as he goes into joshes room. he turns and finally notices the two red fucks. he flusters.

"hehe. Uhh. You two have horrible timing, you know."

Banban centers his tongue just to stick it out at him. "Yeah, I can see that. but hey, we were looking for blue anyway. Has he been with you this whole time?"

jumbo josh nods. " 'course. said he wanted to be away for a while. Something about not feeling his place. but he's feeling better now, as you could see." Josh waves his hand playfully. "what're you looking for him for, bans?"

Banban shakes his hands. "No no, not me, red was looking for him. He's been away from his gaggle for...what? 3 and a half days? no one knew where he was. Tell him to meet us in the front when he's done drying off, same with you."

Josh chuckles, heading back into his room. after the two are dry and clothed they come outside to greet them properly.

Red is relieved, but still slightly annoyed about blue running off. "Why did you leave, blue?"

blue shakes his head. "is nothing, really. some'in stupid, not worth my breath telling you."

red seems to accept this, or he's just too tired (and too wet) to press for more details.

banban sprawls himself of jumbo joshes huge furniture. "Sooo. You're a thing, or what? I don't think 'tickling right out of the shower' is something best friends do together. I mean, unless you're salene, I guess."

The two sweat. Josh sighs. "Suppose theirs no point in hiding it no longer. Yeah, we got together err, a few months ago? Around 10 months, if I recall."

banban looks up, originally joking, but now curious. "What?! We've been friends with each other for like, 2 years! your telling me that for like, most of a year, you two were just together?! Why didn't you tell anyone?!!? How did you keep it hidden for so long?!?"

Josh shrugs. "You just never asked. Blue wanted it to be a secret, but if you had really just asked me or him we would have spilled the beans fairly quickly. Neither of us are good at keeping secrets when pressed about it, but when no one asks it's really really easy."

[wraenata]

Hello again!

I did this lil silly survey a long while ago :)

I wanted to ask if you would mind to answer a few of my questions again :3

If not, that's totally fine! No pressure!

How many hours do you sleep per night?

How many hours are enough to get through the day and how many are a lot for your standard?

Is caffein (in any form) part of your morning routine or your 'last resort'?

How do you feel over the day before and after consuming caffein (if you consume any)?

For example: sluggish, foggy, awake, exhausted, grumpy, just tired, etc.

Thank you a lot for (maybe) participating!

If you want, I can add you when I post the results, but I can also leave you out :)

Hi Kiki! Sorry to answer this late again.

1. I am unable to sleep more than 5 hours at a time, so depending on when I go to bed, I might get less than that. I have trouble falling back asleep if it's too close to when I need to get up for work, which is 5 am. So I often supplement my sleep with naps. Which I will nap for 2 to 4 hours. It's gotten pretty bad. I set alarms but I do not remember turning them off oof. Basically I can be up for about 3 hours before I want to rest again. My weekends are very sleepy.

2. I could get 8 hours of sleep (nights plus nap combined) or 12 hours and still feel exhausted the next day. I can survive on 4 hours of sleep but it won't be pretty. Lately I've been sleeping during my lunch hour. I definitely feel like I'm declining every day haha. Doctors appointment is soon tho!

3. I only recently started drinking caffeinated tea (one cup) to try and stay awake when I get home from work or on the weekend. Idk how much it helps. I'll still fall asleep. I've never had coffee before. I don't think the tea really makes me feel anything to be honest. Not grumpy or foggy or anything. Just maybe slightly more awake. I should probably go make some rn actually.

I hope that answers your questions! I hope that my doctors appointment will help change these answers to be honest! If you haven't posted your results yet you can tag me go ahead!

Hope youre doing well!

[nehswritesstuffs]

Ask game! 💋💥💞💫

Ooooh, yay! Thank you~

This got kind of long, so my answers are under the cut!

💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer?

Yes! It's rare for me to not want to hear back, but I know and understand that sometimes you got nothing else to say, since I've been on that end too.

💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.

That would be TTOU Big Finish Snippet: Workplace Security [AO3] with its all of THREE KUDOS! *paper confetti* I really enjoyed writing something for The Thick of UNIT that was Jamie, Sam, and Bismuth. One of the great things about both Doctor Who and The Thick of It is the side characters and what they can bring to the story. While Doctor Who is able to access all of time and space with its side characters and give us more Human voices to lean upon for anywhere from an episode to a whole series/season, the side characters in The Thick of It give us a sense of just how many cogs are in the system and how big and far-reaching everything is, especially what the ministers and aides are cocking up. It's a reminder of all the banal shit in a government or other large organization and how much of said shit happens and yet you have to carry on best you can. Here we're able to explore all of those concepts in a short audio script fic that has no shortage of Bismuth attempting to figure things out, Sam being a sort of grounding force, and Jamie being... well... Jamie. my next-least at five is the beginnings of a rewrite of an old One Piece fic i haven't touched in years and i really need to get back on that bc i haven't touched the rewrite in more than a few months lol i'm too many dozens of thousands of words into the conceptualization to just drop it at this point

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

I'm going to answer this in regards to fan fiction only, since it has factors that don't impact published original fiction and vice versa. A tough one, but I would have to honestly say it's a weird combination of factors that can vary if certain criteria are met. Sometimes I begin to go through a fic where something's not up to snuff and I'll go "I'll entertain this for now" and it's lead to some surprising things. Part of this I think comes from cutting my fandom teeth with varying anime as a teen back in the 2000s. One of the things that I think makes sense when you think about it but we're easily able to take for granted is that one can utilize fandom as experimentation and practicing and figuring shit out. For some people, that's learning how to write a story. Others might know how to make words do things (wording is hard!), but they need practice at worldbuilding and storycraft. Some are trying to figure out how to stay consistent with a character, while on the opposite end of that, there's shit so silly that it can't help but be funny. If there's the right balance, then there are definitely things I can look over, but too many infractions clashing with one another and whoops Nehs out. There's also people who use fandom to practice foreign language skills in general. We see it often with weebs learning Japanese, but it also goes with people writing in English-as-a-Second-Language too. I've seen some really questionably-crafted stories that were rife with spelling and technical errors, but the soul of the story is there, if that makes any sense. They KNOW the characters, they KNOW what they want to tell, they KNOW how to get everything across in every possible way, and probably write really well in their native language, but in English...? They're working on it. And that's great! Part of me wants to branch out into that sort of thing one day, but the problem is that the communities whose languages I'm trying to learn are already very bilingual in English. But yeah... because all of those things were so weird and fluid and just desperately wanted in Anglophone weeb spaces FFN that it made sense to take what we could and encourage others when it came to writing about our anime blorbos. I dunno about everyone else's experience, but I rarely was in the middle of flame wars, so most of my fandom experience tended to be pretty cool. Also, having ESL family helps. It's no joke that it's hard translating everything in your head before you say it--some stuff gets lost in translation... literally!

💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?

In lieu of a mini book report like was common in my teen years (lol), I really enjoy the ones that take something(s) that the reader liked about the story/chapter and picks it all apart. It could just be that they really liked a line or exchange of dialogue, or mentioning how events are going and how that messes with the story, or using context clues to try to parse out what's coming next. Knowing what clicks and whirs and gets into people's brain is so interesting to me and I love getting that information because then that's stuff for me to figure out as well about my writing and how it interacts with folks. Bonus points when someone does it on a by-chapter basis and/or on older stuff! I do also appreciate when someone legitimately corrects me, lol, 'cause Lord knows I'm not perfect.

Anyone else interested in having me answer some questions as I avoid writing actual fic? See what other prompts there are here.

[torracchoi]

small question, how is it to advance a few days with the time machine? do you lose those chats? can you answer them?

I haven't finished Harry's route yet and I really want to keep up with it, sorry if it's a silly question.

You have 2 options in advancing a route via time travel:

Skip days and proceed to the day you want

Play multiple days within wake time schedule

I'll assume you meant skipping days then I think you wont lose the chats you did not really participate them. You just skip over them or something. It just means that those days you skipped never happenned. You cant do the chat for the days you skipped via milky way calendar using your batteries. The only way is to time travel back.

In my case, I never skip days when I'm Time traveling. I play 2 days every weekdays and 3 days on weekend. I heard other players do 3-4 or more days per day. It's doable but your wake time schedule should be longer and you're willing to spend money for batteries and tickets.

If you wanna do it like I did then I suggest change your schedule. Make your waketime schedule longer. That way you can finish multiple days within waketime. You have to be on wake time when you time travel to the next day if dont want to miss a chat.

Also, time traveling forward will be expensive. I think 1 ticket = 30 days? So from D50 to D100 thats 2-3 tickets. Time traveling backwards will only cost you 1 ticket tho no matter which day you time travelled from strange.

Hope this helps. And please its not silly! Feel free to send me an ask again or DM me if you have question. I don't mind.

P.S. Sorry for my english. I hope you understand what I'm trying to say. ^^;