#also one of those 'god i want to write soooooo bad but i have three major work projects that need to happen first so i am pretending to

[bleachbleachbleach]

Some things that have been inspiring me recently--

1. I took myself to see The Boy and the Heron last night after work, and it is phenomenal. Driving home I was thinking about how much I think all of you, mutuals, would enjoy it. It is just like, completely, completely my very specific wavelength? It made me feel like it was made for me, and I feel like it was made for a lot of you, too.

2. I've been continuing my Six Feet Under rewatch, which I mentioned here before though now I can't remember why I would have. (ETA: OH RIGHT I was learning about Isshin and Ryuuken *definitely* having watched Quincy M.E.!) This show holds one of my hearts of hearts, always and forever, and what I love so deeply about it is the way it manifests ugly feelings. Sure, TV can make you feel happy or sad, and that's great, but what SFU is really good at is manifesting frustration, suffocation--that feeling of pressure building up inside you and you wanting to scream and scream and never getting to (except then sometimes, you do). It just holds you there and it doesn't back down. I feel like often TV too quickly wants to resolve the problem, achieve climax and denouement, reassure the viewer that the narrative knows what it's doing. But this show is like, we're going to hold this. We're going to hold it, and we're going to hold it. And whether the characters are trying to be good (or not trying at all), they have so much capacity to do the very human thing of being presented with the opportunity to make things better, only to seize it and make things worse--not just the second time, but the third, fourth.

And it makes me wonder, like, could my Bleach blorbos do that? my knee-jerk reaction is no, they're living different lives and they're very different people than any of the many people of SFU. I could see them making it worse once, definitely; twice, yeah, for sure. But I feel like they couldn't get much further than that? It's not in their character; or maybe it's not in their genre. Like, maybe in a world where pro- and antagonists are somewhat more clearly defined, you run up against some line. But it makes me think about like, under what circumstances could my blorbos do their third or fourth worse thing in a row? Can I imagine that circumstance? Could I write it? I haven't yet.

So I keep thinking about what that would look like, or whether I really think that it's just not in them--or whether it actually is, and I just don't trust them enough. You'd need to trust them enough, I think. I guess I mean that as a parameter for it happening in that trenchant way where it's simultaneously the worst decision a character could have made but also the most true decision they could have made--not something that's just twisting the knife for no reason, or for drama.

What about you, or you and your blorbos? (If your blorbo is of a more antagonistic nature, I think the question is more about what, from the vantage point of the blorbo, would feel wrong to them, or that they might realize regret over, regardless of whether their POV aligns with the normative scale around these things. If they, themselves, are never going to feel fucked about it [even if they're simultaneously feeling righteous about it] it doesn't count.)

3. I've been reading North Country: A Pedagogical Almanac, which is probably less about Bleach than it is a book that makes you feel life is worth living--like, REALLY living--but it has this incredible, meditative, deeply lived quality that is as plain as it is profound, and I do not use that word lightly. It's written so beautifully it makes you want to write. You read it and it's like, this is described in such a way, or this sentence exists in such a way as I have never seen before--without feeling overwrought or too conscious of its performance.

[taniushka12]

tagged by @autisticwriterblog!!! thank you, 🤗🤗💞💞

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

on ao3 just 79! been posting there since 2015 but im a busy bee u_u

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

177103 😌

3. What fandoms do you write for?

The most I've written for in the past decade are Haikyuu -> Wolf359 -> Tma -> Alwake

4. Top five fics by kudos

Antropofagia (147) the one and only jon/martin ive ever written where web!martin eats a guy and then ponders about his humanity w/ his boyfriend

Lipstick Stains (143) Jon/Tim/Sasha fluff ♥

The dance of the spider and the flame (126) web!martin/desolation!tim fluff (pseudo fluff? its fluffy to Me) w/ a side of meta

Ridiculous monster man (118) Jon/Tim angst 😔

Un hombro en el cual dormir (86) Tsukki/Yama fluff ♥

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! sometimes it takes me a Considerate amount of time but I always leave them unread until I get to do it ;o;

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

sticking to remedy (for this and the next question) id say Clouds of pink and storm, where Alice experiences the final reunion w/ Alan in aw:an but then wakes up, assuming it was merely a dream and that he's still dead ;_;

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hypothermia where Alan gets out of the dark place and can finally sleep in peace surrounded by the people he loves ♥♥♥

8. Do you get hate on fics?

one (1) time in my first tma fic, but I just deleted it and moved on ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (joke on them bc that Is my most popular fic lmfao)

9. Do you write smut?

sometimes. I hate writing it almost as much as I like thinking abt it, which puts me on a difficult position 😔

10. Craziest crossover?

😶 do not have one..

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i translated many of my hq and w359 fics from spanish to english, if that counts!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! im pretty protective of my stories... although I lowkey wanna try it sometime, making aus and stories with people is Fun ;o;

14. All time favourite ship?

ALL TIME FAVORITE is hard, but as of Right Now its alan/alice/barry and any permutation of those three ♥ i love them ;o;

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

the hannibalesque au... a martin/elias fic that was supposed to be my tma magnus opus, last time i opened it it was pushing 20k and quite literally only needed two scenes to be complete, but also thinking abt tma always puts me on such a sour mood and, while i love the ship, i couldn't care less about elias himself,,, still love the fic but god getting into the mindset to write it is hard to say the least Q_Q

16. What are your writing strengths?

id like to think characterization! and dialogue 🥰

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

larger plot...? thinking around specific scenes i wanna write sometimes gets tedious so i prefer writing snippets of stuff :/ also staying motivated on the thing 😔

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

if done right it can add flavor to the story! but its a hit or miss and when it misses it can be soooooo so bad Q_Q i dont believe you Need beta reads for fics but in this case you Gotta have someone that speaks the language available, and Please dont just translate words at random

19. First fandom you wrote in?

phineas & ferb :') still got some one shots printed somewhere in my room lmao

20. Favorite fic you've written?

oof. hard to say. but I'll go with:

Desperately Safe (tma, peter/salesa) what if a charismatic yet highly paranoid man and the misanthropic heir of the lonely found refuge in each other? and they were both sailors?

Recognition Through Fear (tma, martin/annabelle) in which the resident "spider monster" lady who was formerly arachnophobic shows signs that she never Actually stopped being scared of them, and the resident "fear buffet" guy who hates her guts (yet loves spiders) tries to make her life just a little bit easier by carefully picking the spiders integrated to her skull. a small moment of kindness in an otherwise unkind world u_u

Hypothermia (alwake, alan/alice/barry) you know that one 😉

tagging: @lostinthewoodsomewhere, @wolf-three-fifty-nine, @florallychaotic and @ilkkawhat 🤗

[babovens]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

EEEEEEE thanks for the tag @toastytoaster22!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

Five! All one-shots (because multi chapter scares me)

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

23,559 (wooo!)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Mob Psycho 100 (at least that’s what I post).

I’ve got WIPs for Mother 3, Persona 5, Breaking Bad, The Avengers, Pokemon, Danny Phantom, and Super Mario Galaxy.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Let Go (which I wrote in a day lol)

Philophobia (the fic that was free therapy)

Yoroshiku Matsuoka San (the first I posted!)

Off Button (another wrote it a day)

It Should Have Been Me (my one Mother 3 fic because that fandom is tinyyyyyyyyy haha)

5. Do you respond to comments?

YES! Or I try to anyways haha. I’m so thankful when people not only read my story and kudos it, but then take the time to WRITE A COMMENT?!?

Y’all are doing God’s work out there.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

“It Should Have Been Me” for sure, though none of my fics have straight up “bad” endings. There’s at least a little hope in each one. But with Mother 3 having the whole “Tanetane Island” business, it’s a rough night for all the kiddos after that 🫠

“Philophobia” and “Let Go” are close seconds with hopeful endings.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

“Yoroshiku Matsuoka-san”, the fic based off of the one and only “Issho” by Toasty! It’s still the longest fic I’ve ever written, sitting at almost 12k, and it’s still my fave I’ve posted. It’s all kinds of fluff (with only one angst scene) and ends with Reigen tucking Teru into bed and then giving him the safest, warmest hug 🥺

8. Do you get hate on fics?

LOL I’m not known enough in the fandom to get hate, and I hope I never am 🤣

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, but I keep those fics to myself. Even then, I wouldn’t consider them “smut,” and more like “graphic sex is present in this story, but it’s less about the sex and more about the emotions the characters are feeling.”

Most of them are safe ways for me to explore any type of sexual feelings I have while also sorting out what exactly it is I’m feeling. Because of this, most of them center around asexuality and kinks I’m curious about.

10. Do you write crossovers?

YEEEEES! Yes yes yes! I haven’t posted any, but I have WIPs of:

Super Mario Galaxy x Mother 3 (because Lucas needs a mom and that mom is Rosalina)

Earthbound x Mob Psycho 100 (Psychic kiddo meets psychic kiddo)

Danny Phantom x The Avengers (because I think science obsessed Danny and Bruce Banner would get along preeetty well.)

Breaking Bad x Mob Psycho 100 x The Avenegers (I’m not gonna explain this one. It’s for one of my best friend’s eyes only XD)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of (please don’t 😢)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of (please do 🤩)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nah, not a fanfiction. Ngl, that sounds like a nightmare.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Oh Terumob no question XD

Well, I say that, but I have The Big Three which I like all for different reasons.

Ash x Misty (Pokeshipping) for being my very first ship, and it will always have a special place in my heart. (The fluff ship, if you will.)

Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanov (Brutasha) because there is SOOOOOO much potential with these two that the MCU just threw in the garbage and I’m MAD ABOUT IT! I’m writing and drawing what I WANT TO SEEEEEEE!!! (Aka, the angst ship)

And then Terumob, which has been the source of some of the best, most heartbreaking fics I’ve ever read. Get these kids some love. (The perfect blend between angst and fluff).

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Hmmmm not doubt I will, but it’ll take me years XD

It’s “Adrift,” which is my love letter to my favorite fairy tales, musicals, romance tropes, and just life itself.

I can’t see myself finishing it until I’m older though. Simply because the ending is supposed to represent how everything in life will work out in the end, and that there is a plan for each and every everyone of us in life…

… but I don’t know how that ends. I don’t know how my own life story ends, so how am I supposed to know how this one does?

16. What are your writing strengths?

I’m not sure if it’s my strength, but I love writing dialogue!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ahdkfhsldjf The process of actually writing and not just daydreaming 🤣

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Well, since most of my fave shows are from Japan, that would be wild to write all the dialogue in Japanese haha. I’m similar to what Toasty said, where if there isn’t a translation for the word in English, I use the Japanese word with Romaji. I also try to use Japanese Honorifics to the best of my ability.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Super Mario Galaxy! I wrote it for a project in 5th grade lol.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Hmmmmm… finished fic would be “Yoroshiku Matsuoka-san” because I love that it made so many people smile!

But my favorite WIP is both the BB X MP100 x Marvel crossover and “Adrift”. Both fics fit into the category of “I’m writing what I’ve always wanted to read.”

[yandere-mc-yt]

y’ALL TRYNNA MAKE ME SIN 😩😩😩 I just wanna ask you to write out that prompt with psychic darling, techno and chat soooooo bad because it looks so rndmdjskdjdj 🤌🏾 ✨perfect✨ kdndkdkdkdjdjdjd not me having a brainrot 💀☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

It's okay! Lets have brainrot together! Also I hope Techno isn't too ooc, I just think he'd be really repressed and awkward in these kind of situations lmao.

Thermae

Technoblade & Mind Reader GN!Reader

Warnings: Yandere Themes, obsessiveness, delusions mentioned, disassociation(?), kidnapping mentioned, Stockholm syndrome implied, animalistic behavior, NSFW, dubcon, size difference, unsafe sex, rough sex, mild painful sex, body worship implied, praise kink, retracted consent, ruined orgasm(?), humiliation kink(?), sex with an audience(?), ooc(?), idk canon inaccuracies probably, gn!deader

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pretty!!

EEE E E

shut the hell up some of us want to hear techno think

lovenoblade? technolover? FUCK what are we calling him when he stares at them like that??

shut uuuup

You don't look up from pile of clean clothes you're sifting through, trying to pick out what to wear after your bath. Technoblade staring at you from where he is by the door, not having made a move since he allowed you to enter the room. At least he isn't speaking-

You dropped some rolled up socks. It rolled under the bed and you get on your hands and knees to reach under the bed for it. Suddenly Technoblade is behind you and you yelp cutely-

Suddenly you're moaning softly and bent over on the bed. Your captor's lover's hand is on your hips and he's grinding against you. Your underwear is somehow soaked through and you're whining for Techno to take you. He swiftly tugs off your underwear and-

You look up at Technoblade, who looks back at you, acknowledging your attention. You looked cross. "Just because you're not thinking in words, doesn't mean I can't see what you think, Techno."

OOOOOO

oh noooo lmao

LOL imagine getting caught like that couldn't be us

rip

damn I wanted to see how bad this fantasy would have been

"Sorry-"

"Sorry," Techno says out loud as he takes his eyes off of you. You sigh as you toss the clothes yoy want onto the bed and stuff the rest back into the drawers. You'll fix that later if he doesn't get to it first. At least he had the gall to feel some bit of shame.

You turn your body to him and shrug. "It's whatever.... let's just go take a bath before bed."

You ignore how another brief flash of lewd thoughts and fantastical scenarios pass through his mind as you move past him towards the bathroom he had built for you. You also ignore the teasing from the Chat about how the piglin hybrid's home definently didn't have a place to bathe before and that he is a "stinky pig boy" and "stinknoblade". You didn't want to thank him but you felt like you had no choice because honestly.... he made you a custom bathroom that looked like it belonged in a palace. It had felt rude not to thank him, despite these circumstances.

You inhale the steam of the luxious looking bathroom and put your clothes down on a small side table near the massive walk in tub of hot water. You had moved over to the edge and was going to take off your shirt when the anxious boot clacking of your keeper reminded you that you were unfortunately not alone. You click your tongue back at him as you glance back at him. He looks away like he always does and you practically rip your clothes off before getting in.

He looks again when he doesn't hear the water sloshing around anymore. His expression is unreadable but you can hear what he's thinking.

"So pretty lovely looks soft smells good fuck- cute.... I wonder if you'll like the soap I got this time. Its peonies."

You hum as you sink a bit lower in the water, trying to hide your coloring cheeks.

"Yeah, I think peonies smell good." Technoblade makes a face and you have to swallow your smile. "Thanks- now get in here. I want this to be over with."

He nods mutely as he starts to undress and this time its your turn to look away. You sigh as you feel the water move and flinch when you feel his heat on your backside. He isn't even touching you yet.

ugh why is he waiting for permission again

lol whats with the gentleman act

dude they're literally already used you doing this get it over with

y'all better shut up this is like character development or something

i wanna touch they look all soft agaiiin

oooo yea!! touch them

Omgeee body worship kink??

touch them

TOUCH THEM

You let out a shaky sigh and turn around and make eye contact. He has the soap in one hand and the sponge you like in the other. You stand up in the water and exposed yourself to him. Its incredible difficult to ignore the way his pupils dialate when you're still making eye contact.

HOLY COW

isn't it too warm in here for (Y/N)'s nipples to get hard??

NAKED POG

oh my god You know they're practically begging for it now....

Techno swallows audibly and practically slams the bar of soap into the sponge, making an audible wet noise and aggressively lathers them together, looking away again. It makes you jump a bit but you don't say anything. Neither of you do and you almost prefer it that way. Once the sponge has been violently soaped up enough he starts washing you. You don't move and he doesn't stop on any part pf your upper half. It made you think of those old erotic stories of royalty being bathed by a personal servant. You didn't like it.

.....Right now you really wish you two were capable of being normal. Or that any part of your relationship was.

After your front and back have been scrubbed down, you quickly dip back into the water amd rinse yourself off. You look down at your body in the water and hum as you see another fleeting fantasy go past Technoblade's mind.

You're touching him, hands simply on his chest and pressed close to him. You're looking up at him frightened anxiously for a moment before moving away and wading towards the little shelving around an edge in the bathing pool. You flush as you climb onto it and sit. You spread your legs-

You look up at him for a split moment before looking away. You feel shakey and sick, kind of like you're about to throw up. Your gut twists and you press your thighs together on instinct. Shit.

No.

"No-" You swallow as you completely turn your back to Techno. You hear the water move a bit as you assume he's straightening up, you know he's looking directly at you. He's thinking too fast for you to properly hear his thoughts and you refuse to tune into what the Chat is saying right now.

You need to think-

You're on top of him in one of his blouses. Its so big on you but you like it and you liked the way Techno looked at you when you wore it. Technoblade's hands were on your hip and you scoff becuase you didn't want it there. You flushed a bit and took one of them with your fingers and moved it underneath the blouse to your bare stomach. You could feel the way your lips stretched into a goofy smile when he somehow flushed darker than you and his pupils blew up. It actually made you laugh a little. It felt like a little victory. The hand still on your hip twitched.

"I uh..." You bite your lip between your grin. "I like it when your hands are here. They're so warm and they make me feel good sometimes."

He stares and you can hear his thoughts.

"... Makes me feel safe...... so please..."

You blink back the tears but can't stop the shudder and whimper that comes from that memory. Technoblade stands behind you as you realize where you are now. You're stand before the pool shelving and its like your stomach folds in on itself as you whine and stumble back in the water, bumping into him. You both flinch from the sudden skin to skin contact and you feel the overwhelming urge to start wailing.

Technoblade makes a noise as if he's taking a deep breath and you know its over. You pull away from him as soon as his has touches your shoulder, bumping roughly into the shelving. With a grimace, you climb up onto the shelving and spread your shakey legs.

You can't even catch his thoughts whwn he freezes up and the Chat roars.

Holyshitholyshit holySHIT

BRO???

ANOTHER WIN FOR THE HORNY THOUGHTS LETS GOOOOO

Fuck this is so hot what the fuck fuck babe

The cooler water that resides at the edges splash out of the tub and against your backside from the force of him moving so suddenly. Technoblade makes a noise as he hovers over you. His clawed hands grip the edges of the pool so hard you can hear the wood creak. He doesn't say anything as you try to meet his eyes. Visions of all the ways he wants to fuck you right here flash through his mind and it makes you want to close your legs. You end up pressing your thighs against his and you both gasp.

You bite your lip. "Soap." He blinks dumbly and you almost change your mind about all of this. "The scentless soap," you try to clarify. "I need to prep myself."

The Chat chatters loudly as Techno moved away. You close your eyes for a moment and take a deep breath as he returns to the water and reslots himself between your legs. You take the bottle from him and try to get comfortable as he uncomfortably stares directly at your groin. Already used to this scenario, you tune him out as you pop the bottle open and pour the slick substance onto yourself. You then put the bottle to the side and slide your hand down.

This isn't the first time you've had to stretch yourself (especially since your sexual partner couldn't- not with those sharp fingertips) and far from the first time you've taken the Blade so your fingers slip in with little resistance. You shudder and remind yourself to hate how he ruined you as you skip adding a second finger and go straight for three.

You hear the creak of the wood on the edge of the pool again but ignore looking up or at Technoblade as you keep fingering yourself until you're sure you're done. As soon as your fingers were out, his cock was slapped against your inner thigh. You yelp and look up at him.

He looks down at you as he finally puts his hands on you. You hiss when he drags your ass against the shelving to pull you closer.

"Sorry-" he thinks before opening his mouth to say it out loud, but you interrupt him. You grab him by the forearm as he has your thighs and lean foward a bit, biting your lip. You suck in a breath before letting out a whine.

"Shut the fuck up- stop fucking thinking and fuck me baby."

Being so used to hearing other's people thoughts without tuning them out (even now in these current times with everything Technoblade this accursed SMP has put you through), you aren't prepared to be sp overwhelmed by whatever the hell happens in your captor's head that makes you blackout for a moment. Its like you blink and whatever sexually charged energy you had before is replaced with fear.

Somewhere in the milliseconds after you said those words, Technoblade pushed you back roughly against the shelving and the edge of the pool and was now almost balls deep inside of you. You feel the pain blossoming against the back of your head apart of your back and yelp when you feel him fill you up oh so fucking good.

Its too much.

"Tech-" You make an ugly noise as he thrusts deeper somhow. Fuck- too much.

Whatever you were trying to get out is lost on your tongue as he starts fucking into you with total abandon. Its so good and bad and great and uncomfortable and painful-

The force of his movements rocks you into the edges of the pool and makes the cooled off water splash around and hit you in the face. You've let go of his arms, instead trying to brace yourself against the shelving the best you can with no way to get a proper grip. All you can do is whine and gasp.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry fuck"

"(Y/N)," comes out in a growl and you whimper. You don't know when he leaned closer. Technoblade's tusk scratch the junction between your jaw and neck. You take this opportunity to grab onto him again and moan high.

He rocks hard into you and its so much better now- fuck you can feel every inch of him. It makes you pull yourself closer to him and sob.

"Techno- Techno Techno Techno," he groans low and licks a hot strip against your neck. You breifly wonder if he's licking sweat off or left over water that was dripping down from the bath you were having a few minutes ago. You don't wonder much longer as you feel the twist in your gut from earlier tighten. You sob again.

"No no no no no," you gasp as you hold on tighter and he gets rougher. "Fuck, Techno baby please please please..."

Miraculously, the beast hears your prayers but he doesn't slow down. He pulls back and pushes you away completely. You almost don't catch yourself against the pool's edge. He's still in you for amoment more before pulling out with a wince and you cry out.

You feel dissatisfaction start to replace the lust in your head but its quickly snuffed out when Technoblade grabs you and flips you over on the shelving. He shoves you hard onto your knees with your elbows over the edge as he reenters you from behind and you shout. The change in position, depth and temperature catch you completely off guard and interupts the flow. You don't feel as aroused as you were before. You're sore.

"T-Techno?" You try to turn around to look back at him but he hits something deep inside of you hard. You put a knuckle between your teeth. "Techno? Techno please it hurts now please Techno!"

He gets even rougher and you yelp when your knees hit the wall of the pool. A shadow is cast over you and water from Technoblade's body drips down onto you as he goes full throttle and rails you like this. Fuck.

"Techno Techno Techno please love-" you manage to get out before his thrusts take your voice away. You're belly feels warm again and you sob a bit defeated. You're heads clear again and you cry as your mind races. You can't hear his thoughts properly even now- too jumbled up in the midst of him borderline mindlessly fucking you. You however can hear the Chat clearly once again. It makes your gut twist disgustingly deliciously.

Fuck baby you're doing so good

while crying is sexy can you plz go back to making those cute noises k thanx

they're not enjoying it anymore don't be fucking rude :/

Roughnoblade /neg

(Y/N) oh poor baby they're crying!!

Techno you're being too rough damn bitch

hey you're okay love you're okay plz don't cry....

Gods we're so sorry but you DO look so fucking hot like this

fuck I bet you're going to bruise so nice

Yeah techno is going to be staring at them until they heal up lmao

You bite your lip and just take it until that twisted feeling snaps and you cum like this. Techno rides out your orgasm before you feel him get bigger (or you tightned in discomfort) and he spills into you. You whimper when he pulls out and you feel the hot cum start to slide out of you. Unfortunately for you, your lover doesn't leave you bent over the cold bathing pool's edge like that for howver long you wished to and readjusts your limp form before he finishes cleaning you. You sniffle as he takes ypu out of the water and bundles you up in the softest towel he has.

"It hurt." You said simply and Technoblade glances up at where he was now kneeling by your legs, helping you put on your underwear. He looked almost guilty.

"I'm sorry," he says softly.

"G̸̨͍͍̮͙̝͍̲̾͆̌̅̓̾̕Ȏ̵̡̡̳̣̟͕͍͍̘̱͗͝͝Ô̸̪̯̰̅͗͠D̷̟̘̦͕̼͈̻̏͗̋̂̿̔̕͘," he thinks.

You wonder if he still hopes you don't hear him.

[lokisprettygirl]

I would like to step on Steve if that's possible. Thank goodness Erci is Loki's buddy. Kind of like a silent caregiver for them, it's sweet. Who is the little girl, he showed the photo of to loki?? Eric's daughter, loki's niece or is that the someone loki has to care for? I got a little confused there. Her refusal to eating again was a sign for her lost will to live. Small things we don't notice always are indications to that. But we'll always miss those. I did have a suspicion that she had the attack done herself. I think I mentioned it in one of my rants to you. The response Bitchannah got was very comforting weirdly. I think social media is gonna help y/n and loki later somehow. I just have a gut feeling they're gonna use it to their advantage. Yes loki is hot but she can't post that about her bodyguard when she's about to get married to a much older billionaire. Does she not know that, that's already frowned upon. She is literally spelling gold digger out, conforming everyone's suspicion. And this told me that not only is y/n father an a-hole but he's also very stupid. I wonder how this person even earned this much money without a working brain and respect for anyone else. How do you miss such obvious signs?? This was a sad chapter. You're making me cry too much these days 😢😢. On a not too different note, you have magical powers I swear. I wrote a short story for an English paper today and it was soooooo bad. 😂 I got bored halfway and just ended it abruptly. How do you write these chapter's everyday with such perfect details and plot?? And you can write oneshots that are perfect too. I think you should start how to write classes. Anyway, I love the new look and I hope you feel better today🙃❤.

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Please step on him but make sure you are wearing spiky boots. :)

Erik is so sweet , I love him 😭 That's Erik's daughter, loki said that because he haven't seen her since she was born.

And yes you mentioned it :) I love it when little things get picked up way before I plan to reveal them.

Bitchannaah and Rocky are match made in heaven, he's not dumb per say, he must know what she wants from him and it's definitely not his body 😂 they are both fulfilling each other's needs.

Oh my god you are too sweet my dear, to be Frank it all comes down to inspiration, I am only able to write for loki and that too when I'm highly inspired so there's that. I hope your paper went okay 🥰🥰 I'm doing better today but still would take two three days to get back to feeling okay.

Love you dear 🥰💚💚

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Overprotective

Summary: Scott Reed/Reader; reader is clays little sister, goes on a date with Scott, Clay and Justin go big bro mode (this was bumped in the request queue by a Support My Writing donation)

You’d been trying to keep dating Scott a secret; well at least from Clay and Justin. It was safe to say that as your older brother’s you weren’t looking forward to how they’d ‘protect your virtue’ as they had so strongly put it when your parent’s mentions Scott seemed nice when they met him while picking you up after school. “Scott as in..” “Yes Scott Reed.” “You hate baseball!” Justin interjects and Clay nods enthusiastically. “Just because I don’t care for sports doesn’t mean I don’t like him.” “Wait; you LIKE Scott!” “You better not-” “He asked me out yesterday and I said yes; we’re going on a date this Friday.” “Oh like hell you are!”

“We are; and if either of you try to sabotage it I won’t talk to you for a week and I’ll tell mom you both were high when she had that shitty dinner party.” “You little-” “He’s picking me up at six. And we’re going to dinner; and then he’s bringing me back by nine. So you just have to get through like twenty minutes of seeing him then you can relax.” “Dinner doesn’t take three hours.” Justin hisses and you huff at him.

“I still have the mace in my bag and i know not to take any drinks from him other than water and to call you or the police if I don’t feel safe.” “Good..” Justin rubs at the back of his neck and you sigh. “Thank you both for looking out for me but it’s just one date. And it’s to that burger place you guys always drag me too so it’ll be packed with witnesses.” You can see both Clay and Justin sigh relieved. You feel bad lying about the place you’re going too but you know they’re being paranoid.

“Oh my god Clay no!” You shove him back when Scott steps in from the sidewalk and you shove Justin when he moves to walk towards Scott. “I swear to god if either of you-” “Scott; you planning on fucking our sister?” Justin shouts from behind you and you turn to screech at him. “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!!! We’re just going to dinner!!!!!” You shove him and look pleadingly at Scott whose face is flushed. “Well if anyone hears anything, and anything happens to you; now we have Scott as a suspect; so don’t try it.” “He won’t even want to come in let alone take me on the date with what you just said!!!!”

“Okay; fair enough…SCOTT USE PROTECTION!!!” Clay shouts laughing when Scott trips slightly and you wilt allowing Justin and Clay to grin at him before pulling him into a half hug. “You better not-” Clay doesn’t finish Scott laughing a little. “I know, I know; the whole over protective brother thing… Y/N warned me but I really didn’t think you two would be this bad; like sheesh there a class you’re supposed to take in this or something?” “Yeah it’s right after we learn how to kill someone and hide the body…” “I’m guessing you two have been watching how to get away with murder.. Spoiler alert the-..”

“NO!” You shout shoving your hand over Scott’s mouth. “We’ve also been watching a bunch of those cold case shows soooooo….” You groan when Clay takes up where he left off in threatening Scott. “Can we just have this massive fuck all embarassing talk later; like after the date…” “So you want us to be over protective?” “No! I just want to go on my date and not have to deal with my brother’s being massive dicks.” “We’re your brothers; we’re supposed to be. It’s our job.”

“No your job is to leave me alone!” “Fine; fine we will.” You grin hugging both of them before following Scott to his car. “We following them in a few minutes” Justin grins and Clay nods. “Oh hell yeah; I don’t trust him at all.”

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Not A Stranger - Part 4

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader (Chicago Med intern)

Waking up in bed next to a random naked guy after a drunken night out usually sucks, but eh, whatever. you’ll never see him again, right? Well except this time, random naked guy turns out to be your ED attending’s little brother, so maybe you’re a little bit screwed…

Read Part 1 here Read Part 2 here Read Part 3 here

Warnings: Very mild mentions of sex. Swearing, the usual cuss words.

A/N: The final chapter! Woohoo! Honestly I was having so much trouble with this chapter - I actually ended up writing about 7k words total of 3 completely different plots when I suddenly got this idea yesterday and I decided to go with this one. Anyway, thank you SO MUCH for all of y’all who’ve showed the previous 3 parts so much love! I really appreciate it so much! 

PS: Send me asks/messages/leave a note if you liked this and want to see more - it really makes me feel so much less insecure about my writing ahaha! Also do send me short prompts or requests that I can fill as blurbs (i.e. nothing that’s going to be a several chapter story - I will request those later on!) - preferably for Jay but I can do Will as well! Female!Halstead sibling is also okay :) Enough talking, enjoy!

The music is so loud you can barely hear your own thoughts. Or your own voice.

“HELLOOOOOO! BARMAN!” You yell at the guy making drinks 5 feet away from you. Your body is almost entirely atop the counter as you lean forward, trying to grab his attention. The couple next to you throw you a dirty look, but who cares? You’re 3 shots in, and you’re –

“ – drunk as fuck!” Lucy shouts in your ear, trying to pull you up so you straighten.

“What?” You slip off the counter and land back on your feet, wobbly. Your best friend shakes her head. “You’re drunk as fuck! How is that even possible? You barely had anything!” Lucy looks disappointed.

You laugh – a high-pitched drunken squeal – and lean in.‌ “I haven’t gone out in like, four weeks, y’know! My tolerance is down!”

Lucy throws her hands in the air, almost knocking a drink out of someone else’s hand. They yell at her, but she doesn’t notice or care. “This is why I ask you to come party with me like every week, bitch!”

You waggle your finger in front of her. Or, you try to. You’re tipsy enough that standing straight is a little difficult so you keep swaying, and you’re also fairly confident you’re seeing two of Lucy right now.

“The last time I went out with you, I got plastered and woke up next to – ”

“A total hottie! WOOO!” Lucy exclaims, shaking her fists in excitement.

“Yeah except he was also my boss’s brother, but okay.”

The bartender finally comes to you and Lucy, dropping two shots in front of you exasperatedly. You and Lucy each down one. When you flip the shot glass upside down on the counter, you can almost feel yourself losing what little awareness and sobriety was in you.

The music changes and Lucy’s eyes light up. “This is my song!” She howls, before starting to obnoxiously (and very much off-key) belt out lines. She grabs your hand, trying to lead you to the dance floor. You wave her off, saying you’ll be right behind her in a minute, and she nods before heading off.

Turning back to the counter, you lean against it dependently as you struggle with your clutch. You curse under your breath as your fingers repeatedly slip against the clutch opening, even though you had zero trouble opening it when you were sober two hours ago. Finally, your clutch opens, and you pull your phone out. Immediately, your fingers tap the messaging icon, and press on Jay’s name.

No new messages.

“Ugh,” You groan, dropping your head down in your hands. Your phone beeps randomly, but you ignore it in favour of moping.

It’s been about two weeks since that night. Two weeks since you told Jay he was ‘just some guy you were sleeping with’.

Two weeks of complete radio silence.

“Come on, don’t you want to say something to me?” You bitch out loud, glaring at the back of your phone. “I know I fucked up, I know I said mean shit, but my god, I didn’t fucking mean it – I was just. I was stupid and scared…and now I’m at the Verge again and I’m drunk, I’m soooooo drunk and my friend is – oh, she’s making out with some dude! Fuck, I was gonna ask her to book me an Uber but now I can’t and I don’t even know where my Uber app is on my phoneeeeee - ” You whine – a real full-on, high-pitched drunken whine – as you turn your phone screen around.

Voice message recorded.

Voice message sent.

“Huh?” You frown at your screen, trying to figure out what you just did, when someone knocks into you and you teeter over, almost face planting on the counter. “Fuck!” You curse, straightening and trying to look around for who did that, when a blonde head suddenly appears in view.

“Okay listen this is Alex and he’s a cutie and he wants to take me home but I gotta check if you’re okay?” Lucy informs you with the immediacy of a someone about to miss their last bus to work. You want to beg her to stay, but a) you ditched her last time when you saw Jay and she didn’t hold it against you, b) she was insistent that she had to get laid tonight, and c) Alex was hella cute.

“Get it girl!” You cheer, kissing her on the cheek and she beams. Once she exits, Alex in tow, you look around not sure what to do.

“HEY BARGUY? CAN I HAVE ANOTHER?”

***

It’s 30 minutes later that the bartender finally cuts you off and tells you in no uncertain terms that you have to go somewhere else if you want to keep drinking.

“Rude!” You exclaim into the cold air as you exit the back of the bar into a dark alley. “Fucking – I’m not even that drunk, that asshole. Like I don’t know my own limits?” You bitch to yourself as you wobble down the alley in your stupidly high stilettos. Bright lights suddenly shine at you, and you cover your face with your arms. “Motherfuck – !” You squint, trying to see which moron decided to flood the alley with his headlights.

“Jesus Christ,” You hear, and you almost immediately turn sober. You’d recognise that voice anywhere.

The lights go down, and just as your eyes adjust you see Jay Halstead exit from his GMC Sierra. Dressed in a black v-neck and dark jeans – god, does he own any colour in his wardrobe? – he steps towards you, a tight look on his face that’s otherwise devoid of any emotion.

“Why’re you here?” You ask, trying to hide the fact that your heart is beating so loud and fast you feel like you can hear it in your ears.

Jay stops in front of you, raising an eyebrow. “You called.”

You frown. “No I didn’t.”

Jay pulls out his phone and presses a button. You hear your own voice saying something about being drunk and not being able to order an Uber.

“That’s not – I didn’t – how the fuck…” You just trail off, confusion written all over your face.

“Well, I’m sure you’re not the first person to drunkenly send a voice message asking someone to come pick you up.” Jay supplies, pocketing his phone. There’s a note of judgement in his voice and you don’t appreciate it.

“Hey, I didn’t ask you to come and pick me up! I’m fucking fine!” You announce, before shoving Jay to the side and walking past him.

“You’re swaying like a leaf in the wind, you know?” Jay comments, behind you.

“Fuck you!” You swivel around sharply, pointing an accusatory finger at him, which proves to be a bad decision when you trip sideways and just about slam your shoulder into the alley wall. The only reason you don’t is that Jay lunges forward and grabs your arms, pulling you to him.

There’s a moment of silence.

“I’m not that drunk, it’s just my shoes, I swear.” You mutter into his chest. It’s true – almost. You were a little wasted when you exited the bar, fine, but in the same way that drunk people can get immediately sober once they see, say, a train collision, the sudden shock of seeing Jay seems to have burned through the fog in your mind.

You’re not sure what that says about your feelings for him...

The two of you separate, but Jay’s still holding you at an arm’s distance. As he looks down at you, he frowns. “What…are you wearing?” He asks in a judgemental tone.

You look down at yourself – it’s a short, red figure-hugging dress with side cut-outs. Looking back at him, you respond: “A dress.”

Jay snorts derisively. “Not exactly leaving a lot to the imagination.” He mutters under his breath.

“Hey!” You raise your voice, and take a step towards him to – to punch his arm or something – but once again your heels fail you and you just topple straight into his chest.‌ “Fuck!” You shout, cheeks burning, and you push back from him. Bending over, as gracefully as you possibly can in your tiny dress, you try to get your stupid shoes off. Meanwhile, the sound of Jay’s laughter is in the air and you throw a dirty look at him.

After watching you struggle with the straps of your heels for about a minute, Jay crouches down in front you. “Alright, alright, hold on,” He says. Getting on one knee, he tells you to stand and you do.

Jay’s hands wrap around your right ankle gently, and his fingers move deftly, undoing the multiple straps of the heel. You place your left hand on his shoulder, steadying yourself, and try hard to breathe regular. The feeling of his fingers against your skin is tantalising, and the sight of him crouched down before you is putting racy thoughts in your mind.

Without even thinking about it, you move your hand to hold his face.

Jay looks up at you as you run your thumb over his cheek. He holds his breath as the pad of your thumb gently swipes against his pink lips.

Bending over, you lean downwards and capture Jay’s lips in yours.

The kiss is gentle and sweet for all of three seconds, before you run your tongue over Jay’s lips and he escalates it. Starting from your ankles, his hands run up the back of your legs as he gets up. Once he’s halfway up the back of your thigh, Jay swiftly stands, lifting you effortlessly. You hook your legs around his waist like a good girl and continue the heated, ravaging kiss. Jay holds you against him with just his right arm – and my god, are you ready to come just from that because holy fuck how strong is this guy to be carrying you with one arm! – as his left hand grabs your jaw in that authoritative, bossy way that has your head spinning.

You know you shouldn’t be doing this, you know it’s going to hurt so bad when he leaves, you know the smart thing to do is to put a stop to this - to stop being with the one guy you can’t have; the one that sees you as a hookup and nothing more. But god, the way he makes you feel, the way he kisses you like he’s taking your soul – so hard and deep and yet so passionate – and the way he holds you to him like you’re his…the way he’s got your toes curling, he’s got you not giving a fuck that you’ve got one heel on and the other…somewhere on the ground – fuck, you’re so fucking gone for him.

He walks, steady and confident, and you don’t know where he’s taking you until he drops you against the hood of his truck.

You’re panting heavily, your hair fanned out around your head as you lick your lips, your pulse thundering between your legs. Jay looks down at you with nothing but lust in his eyes, before grabbing the back of your thighs and pulling you toward him roughly so that your ass is right at the edge of the hood, Jay’s hips right between your legs. The movement causes your already short dress to ride up even more, and now it’s bunched up around your hips. The cool air of the nice is cold against your legs, and especially cold against the growing wet patch at the crotch of your panties.

You look up at Jay – your eyes wide with salacious want, a desperate need for him, to touch you, fuck you, come for you –

A cacophony of sounds is suddenly in the air. A group of people are exiting the bar, loud and boisterous.

And just like that, the moment between you and Jay is over. You sit up at lightning speed, getting off the hood of his truck, pulling your dress down just as Jay steps back, swearing under his breath.

The group take their own sweet time to leave the alley, to get out of sight, and you’re so impatient you briefly consider tossing your other shoe at them to get them to move faster.

Eventually, the last of them turns the corner and you let out of a breath of relief. You turn back to Jay, opening your mouth, and he just shakes his head.

“No, no, no.” Jay runs his hands through his hair, looking agitated. He sighs deeply, before looking straight at you with the most apologetic look on his face. “We can’t be doing this, Y/N. I’m sorry, but...I can’t.”

Your entire body goes cold. 

You shake your head, eyes pleading. “Jay, no – I’m not drunk I swear – ”

“It’s not that, Y/N – ”

“Then what is it? What did I do wrong?” You whisper, reaching towards him.

“It’s nothing you did.” Jay smiles ruefully. “It’s something I did.”

You frown. “What did you do?” Jay doesn’t answer, instead just walking past you.

You grab his arm, stopping him. Jay turns, his green eyes slightly wet, mouth open but you cut him off.

“What did you do? Dammit Jay, stop shutting me out!” You exclaim, begging, and the two of you are so close now you can see Jay’s pupils dilate, and a pained expression fixes itself onto his face and it kills you seeing him this upset.

“I caught feelings for you.” Jay whispers, and your heart stops. “You said I was just some guy you were sleeping with…that you didn't feel like that about me and – and I was going to put distance between us, I swear.” Jay sighs, and you just try to keep up with what he’s saying but it’s tough because you feel like your head is underwater, like you can’t breathe. 

Jay doesn’t notice any of this, and he continues. “But then you called tonight and I heard your voice and I don't know what it is about you but I just – I just lose my mind. I was halfway down the block before I even realised I was coming to get you. And that night you came over – you were under me, taking me so well and so hot I didn't even think before – I just went so hard on you because I wanted you so fucking bad – Y/N I want you so fucking bad, all the fucking time – ” Jay’s shaking his head, his voice is cracking, there’s tears in his eyes and you – you just – 

“I'm going to fucking kill you.” You announce, and Jay closes his eyes.

“Y/N – ”

“Jay, I'm in love with you.” You admit, your voice clear as can be, and Jay’s eyes open, stunned. “I thought you thought I was just some hookup – ”

A deep frown embeds itself between Jay’s eyebrows, “Why the fuck would you think – ”

You raise your voice, slightly affronted. “I asked you about the Army! And you didn't open up to me and I thought – ”

“Oh my god – ” Jay drops his head in his hands.

“How was I supposed to know you felt the same way – ”

“I didn't tell you about that shit because I hate it! Y/N, nothing good came out of my time over there and I saw that look on your face when you found my scar and you looked horrified – ”

“Of course I was horrified – someone stabbed you!” You exclaim, your voice high, your breathing erratic. Jay looks at you, and he’s also breathing heavy...but slowly, his face just splits into a smile. You smile too.

Both of you lean in, pressing your lips together. Jay’s arms wrap around you, tight, and your hands cradle his face as the two of you sink into one another in an intimate, tender moment. Your heart feels like it’s weightless – all the happiness in the world resides within you, for a moment, and the feeling of Jay around you – your Jay – brings tears to your eyes.

When you separate, you barely move – your faces are still so close, Jay looking down at you with all the fondness in the world, and you looking back up at him, teary-eyed.

“I need to get my shoe.” You whisper, the first one to break the silence. Jay laughs, throwing his head back. You laugh with him, a giant grin on your face, as he gently rests you atop the hood of his truck again before running to retrieve your lonesome heel.

He tosses it to you and you grab it. “Do you want a kiss for that?” You ask him, smiling sweetly.

“Oh, one hundred percent.” Jay grins back, and you throw your arms around his neck. “One more thing – ” Jay interrupts you just as you pull close, and you raise your eyebrows.

“Yes?”

Jay scrunches up his face. “Someone needs to tell Will.

You roll your eyes. “You’re scared of that?”

“Hey, he’s not your big brother. I’ll bet my entire savings account he’s going to give the shovel talk to me, his own blood.” Jay counters, and you laugh. “Well, he’s a gentleman like that,” You say, slipping your hands into Jay’s pocket to pull out his phone.

Jay gazes at you with amusement in his eyes as you type a few sentences – out of his sight – and send it to Will.

“Done!” You announce cheerily.

Jay raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure – ” He’s cut off by his phone buzzing in your hand. It buzzes again. It then buzzes a third time, before it starts ringing.

“Three messages and a phone call, in 30 seconds. That’s never good news.” Jay notes, a strained expression on his face. “What exactly did you tell him?”

You shrug, pretending to be innocent. “Well, I definitely didn’t say anything along the lines of ‘Hey I’ve been bedding your intern for the last few weeks behind your back, and yes we definitely had sex the night you came over for hockey. Anyway, we’re a thing now. Bye!’.”

Jay drops his head. “Oh my fucking god – ” His phone goes off again, and Jay just curses, shutting it off. “Y/N – he’s going to kill me.” He says, eyes wide with incredulity. You just giggle, pulling him close to kiss him again. You heart soars as you feel Jay smile through the kiss. ***

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Overprotective

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I am alive!!

Heyyoooooo friends!!!! How are youuu? I hope you guys have been well and doing good!! I know there is so much going on with the game and in the world in general and i hope all of you are doing okay!!!! 

Okay soooooo I AM BACK… kind of… its a bit complicated… okay let me fill you guys in on whats been happening and whats going to happen. 😅😅

A little note before that: Before anything else is said or can be said a Thank you is in order!!! THANK YOU so freaking much for all the support the fics have been getting despite me being dead for a little bit on this blog. Like oh my freaking god you guys are so sweet and supportive and I promise I will reply to all the messages and the asks and stuff after posting this. But yeah I just want to say how sweet you all are and honestly its what pulled me back to the blog. Like I kind of considered deleting because you know i’ve kind of been not nice by leaving everyone hanging without saying anything since a lot has been going on in my life and yet you all sent such sweet messages reaching out. My heart is going to burst and i just cannot!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Okay so after this little emotional announcement/ spiel lets get to why I went away and when I will post next. 

So basically after the last  fic I posted I was like okay I need a little break cause I am starting to burnout and my passion for writing about our amazing demon bros was running out. So I was like okay a week should be good maybe two. So during the first week of my break I went out with a few friends who in hindsight were toxic and I met a boy who I kind of started dating but not really at the same time. (I don’t usually get into relationships because a) I eventually will have to leave to go back to uni and b) I don’t necessarily think relationships workout between people of my age.) 

So anyway he was really clingy and didn't let me do any kind of work which included fic writing and he started becoming really toxic which then made my mental health go down like whooooosh. So for a month in which I was seeing him I couldn’t do anything. Then he broke my phone so bad that I could barely see half the screen so after that I broke it of with him. But I still had to get my phone fixed. So after another three weeks in which I couldn’t play obey me and therefore not write much since inspo was lacking I finally got my phone fixed. Then guess what despite backing everything up, which I double checked, when I opened up the game it got me back to the start like I was playing if for the first time and I almost cried. The amount of money I have spent to get so many devil points and get all the cards I had... all of it gone in a single thing. I had worked so hard to have all those cards and save money plus i was a VIP member but all of it gone... I tried logging in with my apple ID but it did not recognise and I don’t know how to get my transfer password...  I got really depressed cause the game meant a lot to me you know. I honestly dont know what to do and I am too scared to reach out to the game company incase they reject me.

After moping about it I finally decided come back to the blog because a) I had promised so many fics and I loved writing for you guys and seeing how much you all connected to the writing and enjoyed it and I felt sad that I wasn't giving it out again, b) I missed writing about the boys and just you guys know how it is, c) I thought maybe you guys had ideas on how to get my progress back since I have no clue and am crying while writing this post. 

So yeah in summary it was a crappy time without both the game and you guys!!!! I also broke a toe, fell down stairs and got a concussion and also almost broke my wrist so safe to say its been hectic!

Okay so next is wether i will write again, finish the fics and all that... 

Heres the thing; the fics I had put in the masterlist, as in the ones I was going to post before all of this happened... those I promise to finish and post. Like I wont stop writing those ones until they are finished. 

About new fics I really really really want to but without seeing whats happened in the new lessons and seeing whats been going in the game and all the events I don’t know if I will be able to do a good job. I also honestly think its too hard to try and get to the level I had before cause it was a lot of money. Also a lot of the event cards I had before i wont be able to get again like the Beel animal chaos card I had. With that said if i can get my progress back then of course I will write... 

Okay for now thats it. If you guys have any idea on how to get my progress back by transfer password or any other ideas then please pretty please let me know cause ill be able to continue writing again. 🥺🥺As for any upcoming post I might put a small HC post or maybe the next part to a fic. Okay so byeeeee love you guys and yeah look out for the next post!! also will spend some time now replying to everyone! 

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Every atom of me missed him

Hi loves🌷

I’m back with another story!! It’s has been centuries for me to post something new. Sorry about that. Hopefully this will get me back at the writing game.

 ⚠️Hinting of smut. 

I know the time period for his hip tattoos doesn’t add up here. But it isn’t all set around 2017/18 harry. It’s a bit of a mix.

As always like, reblog and enjoy!

Xx Mir

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‘’I love you, Harry,” she blurted as she woke. She found the right side off her bed cold and empty. She missed the muscular, tattooed arm that used to be wrapped around her. Waking up from her dream, she found that he wasn’t there. Sitting up in bed, surrounded with complete darkness around 3:00 A.M, she thought about how her life changed so much after agreeing to take a break. Because in Harry's words, “I can’t deal with this anymore. We need a break. A break from each other to figure out if we still want this.”

In the last few months of their relationship, they argued about everything. The fighting and arguments were things she thought about whenever she woke up in the middle of the night. She recalled all the bad and hurtful things she said in their last fight. After that argument, she realised that the words she said out loud weren’t about him, but of things she was dealing with. Neither one of them were angels. She realised that he worked hard, but she only saw what he didn’t do. All she knew was that she wasn’t making him feel loved or validated. It was something she deeply regretted. The fact that he was away a lot for his job wasn’t making things easier. Moments they spent together were filled with tension. Not a good or sexual tension, just an uncomfortable feeling of not wanting another argument.

In that moment, she just wished Harry was there with her. Maybe trying to fix things and work it all out. Was it too much to ask? She knew it was. It wasn't up to her to make a decision. A few nights ago, she let Harry know that she was sorry for everything that was said and done. That was all she could do.

But the ache of longing to be with him was overpowering. She never knew missing the one you loved the most could take over every fibre of your being. It felt like every atom in her body missed him. This wasn't something she had ever felt before.

The way he smiled at her made it feel like she was the only person in the room. His eyes full of adoration and love. Sometimes it was mixed with lust. The way his eyes darkened and the way his lips would curl up to this smirk. He knew… he knew how to make her feel good.

Or Harry telling corny jokes to her, knowing she would probably not find them funny. His perfect dimples when he smiled. But what made her fall in love with Harry was his love for others, helping people out. He still is a kind and loving person.

Thinking about these things put a smile on her face. Somehow, she lost this way of seeing him. All she focused on were the “bad” things, those typical little things you could get annoyed by. Having some time away from one and other made her remember the great things about him. The only hope she still held onto was that he might decide to give it another try.

Sighing deeply, she looked over to the clock on her nightstand. 4:15 A.M., another hour and fifteen minutes spent on Harry. Luckily, she didn't have work the next morning, so she could wake up later than usual. Getting out of bed, she walked over to the bathroom and took a few sips of water, gazing in the mirror at her own complexion. She switched off the lights and walked over to the bed. After getting comfortable and pulling the duvet up to her neck, she felt that her eyes grow heavy and she soon the drifted off back to sleep.

A few hours later, she received a loud wake up call as someone banged their fist on the front door. Grabbing her phone, she noticed a few missed calls and messages from a number she didn't know. She laid her phone back on the nightstand and walked over to the door to open it.

She couldn't find her voice; she lost every word she had ever learned. Her cheeks flushed and her heart pounded in her throat. He... Harry was here, at her house.

“Can I come in?” His eyes never left hers. How many love songs or movie lines are there with the line “He takes my breath away”?  At that moment, that line made so much sense. Even though her body felt numb, she still stepped aside and let him in.

“I thought it was time to talk. Don't you?” He let her lead them to the living room.

“Yes.. I believe so.”

Both of them sat down on the couch. Not sure who would talk first, they both waited. Harry finally decided to speak up and turned his entire body towards her.

“Let me begin by saying I'm sorry. And don't say I have nothing to be sorry for, because I do. Before we took a break, I was busy with work and I didn't pay enough attention to you when I was with you. Every time we were together, there was always a phone call from clients and colleagues. You never complained about that, until you were done with all of it. I didn't notice you were upset, tired, feeling alone. I've never wanted you to feel like that. So yes… I'm saying sorry. Both of us made mistakes, misjudgements. It took me a while before I realised that.

Right from the beginning, I missed you. Just last night I woke up thinking you were in my arms. But you weren't. I miss your laugh, the way you hate my corny jokes but still laugh about them, the way your eyes light up whenever you see a loved one, the way you are always there for everyone. I miss you. I want you to be in my arms whenever I wake up in the middle of the night. I want us back.”

He looked down at the ground, waiting for her reaction. He was never the one to be completely honest about what was going on in his mind. So this was something that he was not used too.

‘’ I woke up in the middle of the night and thought about you. I wished I was laying in your arms. I miss you. I have missed you for a long time.’’

She was nervous. Not looking at harry but at the ring on her finger. It was a ring that he bought her year and half ago.

‘’ I was mad. Mad at you, but also mad at myself. I said some horrible things to you. After you left I cried my eyes out. Obviously figuratively not literally.. I  mean.. haha ‘’ pointing at her yes. Whenever she got nervous, she ended up rambling.

‘’ I shouldn't have called you a self-centred guy. You’re the least self-centred man I know. But when you decided to take that break something snapped inside of me. Because I was there for you for so many years.. as a friend and partner. To see that you didn't even feel like fighting for us.. I got hurt.

I know that I’ve made mistakes as well. Whenever you got back home, I was more focused on my own issues. Not thinking about you needing to vent, or that you might needed me to listen. So.. I’m sorry. I know I apologised a few days ago. But seeing you now. Makes it more real.”

Harry just looked at her with a blank face. It made her nervous. But then he smiled. First a small curved smile, but then he got a big grin on his face.

“I know you’re sorry. But now we’re both sorry. What’s going to happen now? Because I still love you very much. That never stopped.” Grabbing her hand.

“I want to start fresh. I wouldn’t say get back to where we were, because that didn’t end well. Get back to being how we were before that. Because I would still do anything for you, I love you so much” getting comfortable on the couch, she looked at Harry’s hands holding her own.

The feeling of his cold rings, was something she missed.

He nodded his head, pulling her closer towards him. “I agree. Soooooo? We’re like a thing again?”

Putting her feet on the couch and nuzzling up against harry, “Yes.. we’re a thing again.”

After they were done talking about what has been going on in their lives, they walked over to her kitchen. “God.. all that talking made me hungry,” he said while scratching the back of his neck.

“I know. I’m starving,” she smiled. “What do you want for breakfast? It’s almost half past twelve. I could make some pancakes or just bake some eggs.”

“Pancakes are fine, can I help you out?” And he walked further into the kitchen. “Sure” and she amusingly watched him open kitchen cabinets, trying to find anything that would help them make pancakes.

She changed everything in the house after they broke up..technically they were on a break. A long break, very long. So seeing Harry trying to find everything was kind of amusing.

“Harry…. Harry. HAROLD!” She raised her voice. “What are you looking for?”

“You know… just that stuff.. THIS!” And he held up the flour. “We are making them the Dutch way right? Those big pancakes?”

“Yeah we are. Those are the only ones I know how to make” shrugging her shoulders. They put every ingredient in a bowl and started to mix it all together.

Harry looked at her and smiled. She looked beautiful with her hair in a bun, biting her lip out of concentration trying to mix everything together. He was about to clean up the flour, when he suddenly saw the flour on his shirt.

She hit him on his shirt. When Harry looked at her, he saw that she was shocked. But then started to laugh uncontrollably.

“I...I… I’m sooo sorry”  and snorted a little bit.

“It’s okay. You’ve never been able to hit the mark.” Grabbing a fist full of flour. “Let me show you how it’s done” and he threw the flour right in her face.

“OH.. “ wiping the flour off of her face. Making her way over to Harry. She went in for a hug, which he happily accepted. She had the biggest smile on her face. This was something they had both missed.

What harry didn’t realise was that she grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup. After the hug she turned away for a second or three. “Hey love?”

“Hmm” And he lifted his head, while doing that he felt a sticky substance over his face.

Wiping his finger over his face, he saw that it was chocolate syrup. “What…the fuck.. was that for. We’re too old for a food fight. We could use this for so much  more” giving her a big smirk.

“No one is ever too old for a food fight. Oh really? What else can we do with chocolate syrup?” and she proudly put down the chocolate syrup.

Harry slowly walked over to where she was standing, not looking anywhere else but her eyes. She knew what he was about to do, and didn’t stop him.

He lifted her up on the counter, putting himself between her legs. He grabbed and opened the syrup bottle, holding it upside down and slowly pouring a little bit on her chest. Seeing the chocolate syrup making its way down her body, he moved closer towards her and swooped some of the liquid up with his finger.

“That’s something you can do with chocolate syrup”. He smiled at her, but his eyes were dark and full of lust.

She placed one arm around his neck and the other caressed his cheek. “What now harry?”

Harry didn’t answer her for a few seconds. He was too busy with placing kisses on her neck. While he was moving his hands from her hips to her inner thighs he answered her. ‘’Hmm.. Good question. What now?’’ He covered every single sweet spot that she had, and it was having the effect that he wanted.

She moaned and squirmed underneath his touch, leaning her head backwards in pleasure. Her hands made their way on his back, slightly digging her nails in his back. ‘’Hmm’’ a deep groan could be heard in her entire flat. A small smile covered her face, hearing Harry moan was the sexiest thing in the world.

Harry slowly moved his kisses to her ear and jawline. Their foreheads touched, looking into each other eyes. He placed one hand on her cheek. They both just gazed into each other eyes. A smile covers both of their faces.

While they were staring at each other’s eyes, his hands found their way to her shirt and started to unbutton them. At the same time she was trying to lift up his shirt, that clearly failed because they were both trying in a hurry to get the clothes off. When harry pulled his shirt over his head, she saw that he had a new tattoos. She moved her fingers over his new tattoos. ‘’You have a two new ones I see.. I like it. Brings out your v-line’’ she told harry with a smirk on her face.

‘’Hmm.. Yeah I did get two new ones. Few months ago..’’ breathing heavily. And when harry opened the last button of her shirt he saw that she had gotten her first tattoo. ‘’So did you, I see. First one? I like it”.

She just nodded “yuppp.” emphasising the p.

His hands moved over her from her hips, to her stomach. He cupped her breast, and one hand went to her back. Opening the clips of her bra.

The cold air gave her goosebumps, or it was just harry’s rings. God how she missed those rings. The way the cold shiny jewellery made contact with her body. Either way she was loving the feeling he gave to her, once again.  

“Come on” and she jumped of the kitchen counter. Taking Harry’s hand and leading him to her bedroom. The room was completely silent, neither of them spoke a word to each other. There was no need to talk.

Grabbing her hips, he slowly moved her backwards to the bed. His hands traveled all over her body, touching her sides moving up to her chest and then stopped at her neck. Both of his hands cupped her face, and he caressed her cheek with his thumb. And gave her small pecks on her lips.

“I love you” and he kissed her more passionate this time.

Turning him around she pushed him on the bed. He moved to the headboard. She crawled over the bed and straddled him. Her hair was loose, a few strands of hair covered her face.

They  just looked at each other. Harry liked this.. he wanted slowness, the closeness and warmth. Removing a piece of her out of her face, he planted a kiss on her lips. Turning her around, he made his way down.

He put his head between her legs, nuzzling at first. His beard was a little rough on the insides of my thighs. Then with his lips, then his tongue, he struck fire. She had to cry out in astonishment, at being touched in that right place.

There are no words, only sensation, smooth sensation. They were longing for each other.

[hamliet]

Hello! Have you seen TROS yet? [Spoiler alert] I was really devastated by the ending - coming out the theater feeling upset and disappointed. Do you have any thoughts on it? Or maybe any plan to write fix-it fic? Thank you!

I am seeing it tomorrow. That said, I’ve read the plot summary, and no good execution can save that. So I was planning on posting this after I watched it with amendments made as I hope to enjoy it, but I’ll just post it now and amend this as necessary based on the film as I see it. (I still believe I will enjoy the film, even if I don’t think it’s a good film. I do think that. I really do... I hope.)

BASED ON THE PLOT SUMMARIES ALONE (grains of salt everywhere!): 

I think it’s technically… messy writing at best and downright bad writing in other parts.* 10/10 it’s a blockuster-y, JJ Abrams-esque, (hopefully) fun, messy narrative movie that will be forgotten in 0.3 seconds.

Disclaimer before everyone comes after me: if you like it, AWESOME. If you think it’s good writing, great! Good writing and bad writing are inherently subjective; that said, there are general consensuses among literary studies about what constitutes bad and good writing. Hence, I’m relying on those consensuses when I call it messily written.

Before we get into specifics, I’ll compare it to two other major pop culture endings: Game of Thrones and Avengers: Endgame.

TROS is similar to the GoT final season in that it attempts to incorporate every aspect of fan speculation ever. However, it’s more like Endgame in that it is still somewhat true to the themes and characters—but unfortunately also like Endgame, it is not transformative or particularly interesting as a story on its own. In fact, it’s rather boring and honestly… bad storytelling. It tries to rehash Return of the Jedi but it doesn’t succeed in any way because the world and the overall story has grown since the early 1980s, and so the same story doesn’t work anymore.

Showing a cyclical story remaining cyclical with no sign of that breaking–instead, the cycles are even reinforced–does not give optimism nor does it give hope.

Redemption=death needs to die already. If we really want to reach people and tell them that the message is that you can always make a better choice (as Daisy Ridley and JJ Abrams have said about Kylo’s arc), maybe don’t send the message in each and every story that you have to die to redeem yourself. Look outside of cultural secular Calvinism, for the love of God and the betterment of the world and stories as a whole.

Now let’s talk Rey’s parentage.

We know Rey Palpatine wasn’t planned from the beginning (Trevorrow, the original write/director of IX, who was thankfully fired, said that he never planned for Palpatine to return), which means Rey’s parentage was most likely retconned from TLJ and there was no real plan for the sequel trilogy’s overall character arcs (save for Kylo’s, according to the actors and writers).

Listen to me. You don’t have to have everything planned when you start a three-film saga, but you gotta know the major beats.

This is like a sad game of movie telephone. 

Yes, I know the OT Star Wars didn’t have a plan either and it’s like one of the only examples I can think of where no plan worked out–albeit not without hiccups (Leia kissing Luke, anyone?) If you expect lightning to strike twice in the same place, I’m sorry, but you are hopelessly naive.

Having Rey decide she wants to carry on the name Skywalker at the end is lame as shit. It’s a way to appease fans while being like nah she still isn’t related. Trying to please every fan is a sure way to guarantee that you will please no one. It might make for a perfectly pleasant film experience (I really hope it does), but not good, lasting storytelling (though not like, horrific either). It’s meh. It’s like… giving someone who is starving oatmeal. It will get the job done but will it satisfy and enthrall people? Not quite.

And let’s switch gears for a minute to Finn and Rose, my first and third favorite characters in this trilogy (Kylo is second, Rey is fourth). The sidelining of Rose is nothing short of a terrible attempt to please the white-supremacist-aligned Fandom Menace. Let’s not pretend it’s anything else. JJ’s lipservice about how wonderful it was that Kelly was cast at SW Celebration is, in hindsight, absolutely nauseating.

Shame on JJ. Shame on Disney.

But the main problem I have with this film is this:

Why did it need to exist?

The answer is money. Obviously. I know, I know stories exist to make money. That doesn’t mean I can’t criticize the fact that the story was sacrificed on the unholy altar of capitalism and Disney’s desire to own our souls. (Disney–the reason I like your movies is that a lot of them are good stories. I’m not interested in pandering soooooo.)

The Rise of Skywalker does not enhance the Star Wars narrative. Nothing about this film satisfies the Skywalker Saga nor the sequel trilogy, and it kind of all comes down to Kylo Ren’s death being the nail that sunk the entire world of Star Wars.

Keep in mind Kylo is not my favorite character when I’m saying this. Finn is. But I never spoke about Finn as much because the story didn’t utilize him properly. I never had concerns about Finn getting a happy ending while I was worried for Rey and Kylo’s arcs. (Finn’s arc, however, did have a ton more potential than was capitalized on; in particular, he would have been better if he was more conflicted over say, shooting other stormtroopers. His whole character humanized the usual red shirts, which when paired with Rose’s everywoman character, had so much potential I could shriek about it all day. That he didn’t lead other brainwashed stormtroopers into rebellion and freedom saddens me. Also, his ending again seems to bring about a good victim/bad victim dichotomy when it is compared with Kylo’s. The reason these two are my faves is that they were brainwashed as kids which, well, I can kinda sorta heavily relate to.)

Kylo Ren and Rey’s relationship doesn’t really get much better than it did in The Last Jedi. It actually rehashes that arc significantly. We already knew Kylo would fight for Rey and the galaxy, so… how was this different? Now, if he had lived, it would have been different, because it was the after the fight that proved that Kylo wasn’t ready to redeem himself in The Last Jedi. It was Kylo’s choice to stay at the expense of Rey and the Resistance that was literally the set up for conflict in the next film. This… turned it into nothing? Their conflict is rehashed and then whoo-hoo! Easy way out! Kill him so that they don’t have to deal with the “after” this time! They never have to deal with the conflict literally set up in The Last Jedi.

That’s bad writing, fam.

Life is infinitely more interesting. Leaving the story open with a living Skywalker instead of killing literally everyone involved with the Skywalkers except Rey who now adopts that name is… so unsatisfying I can’t even. Even if later material shows him showing up as a Force Ghost, like: cool saw that with Vader so this… adds nothing to the existing films. It doesn’t really reconcile anything.

It also… does not help the Rey=Mary Sue argument. She is NOT a Mary Sue, and that is a sexist term itself, but in no way is it a satisfying ending to her arc, because it isn’t a well-written ending which means it isn’t a well-written arc. The problem with Rey’s ending is a mirror of my problem with Kylo’s ending: it’s the very much a combination of her ending in The Last Jedi and her life before The Force Awakens.

She and Kylo are now separated (permanently this time).

She’s has her Resistance friends.

She’s alone on a desert planet.

But wait! Now she’s now happy!

Uh, why? The only reason I can think of is that the narrative demands it. Because honestly, what changes? The family she chose–the Skywalkers–are just as dead as her Palpatine birth family, soooooo. I suppose she reconciled with her heritage and come to peace with it and so that’s why she’s happy now, but… I can’t lie. It’s not hopeful. It’s not optimistic. It’s not Star Wars and it isn’t consistent for the message (especially if this is supposed to be the ending to the saga!) to be both:

life sucks for the Skywalkers and then they die–seriously, look at Shmi, Anakin, Padmé, Leia, Luke, Han, Kylo–it is LITERALLY ALL OF THEM; and

deciding to be a Skywalker means you’re at peace.

I can only assume Rey’s life will suck and then she’ll die, tbh, unless of course she is better off because of her blood… which negates the point of her being a Skywalker and is a really gross idea.

YOU CAN’T HAVE BOTH IN YOUR ENDING. PICK ONE.

Rejecting the Skywalkers would be anti-Star Wars, for sure, but marrying into them as a way of bridging the unfinished pain between Anakin and Padmé and Leia and her father? Much better. Or just leave it open. Honestly, leave it open for Kylo and Rey to both be alive and see each other again.

But you’re just upset your ship didn’t get a happy ending!

No, I’m upset about the storytelling, of which shipping is a part. A canonical part just as much as the lightsaber fights are. Anakin and Padmé. Leia and Han. Finn and Rose. Poe and Zorii. Rey and Ben.

The Force created Anakin, remember? All films–even the spin-offs–encourage our heroes to trust the force. “May the force be with us.” But the Force created an ENTIRE FAMILY THAT LIVED LIVES THAT SUCKED AND MADE LIFE SUCK FOR EVERYONE AROUND THEM AND THEN THEY DIED.

May the Force stay far the f*ck away from me, amen.

But seriously I can’t trust the world of a galaxy far far away or its narrative anymore. It’s a contradiction that causes all nine films to unravel. Why?

Again, let’s return to my earlier GoT comparison, because there is one thing TROS does that is more similar to GoT than to Endgame: Endgame drew together a bunch of unique distinctly separate stories into a crossover. TROS, just like GoT, relied on cliffhanger, incomplete endings to its films and therefore the ending matters a hell of a lot more than a stand-alone story.

I’m not dying to rewatch it like I am with stories where I realize I might learn more the second time. And by “rewatch it” I mean the entire nine-film saga. Knowing that canonically Leia, Luke, Han–they all die and their last descendent dies, the last descendent of Padmé and Anakin–for me, it’s personally gonna be hard to watch again. It’s gonna be hard to watch TROS going into it the first time.

And so the saga of bad endings continues.

Game of Thrones remains the worst at a -100 out of 10. It’s followed by Tokyo Ghoul:re which is still 2/10, and Star Wars is, on paper (meaning after I see it I am hoping it rises a few notches) now… 4/10. Endgame is a solid 6.5/10.

Banana Fish, sweetie, I’m sorry you were ranked down there. Your ending is a 7/10 but the rest of your story is like, 10/10 so you are sprung from this list.

Help me, Shingeki no Kyojin. You’re my only hope.

[michealanddavidprojects]

Il Tuo Cantante

Hello again people!! Thank you again for all the likes and reblogs on this story. I get very happy about it !!! Soooooo, hm, this is part three of this fic, I suck at writing smut, so I’m sorry in advance for it and for misspellings. Enjoy your reading 🖤🖤

Chapter 3/? - Deal

"Are you fucking kidding me ? ..." Peter said as he entered the hotel room just to see Aro comfortably sat on the huge couch, his legs elegantly crossed his hair still short; Peter didn´t like that cut, his Aro has long hair, just below the shoulders. Damn it ! Aro was not his. The vampire seemed not to be bothered by his presence and he looked utterly amazed by a Mexican soap opera, it was a sight that made the butterflies on Peters’ stomach flutter. It was fun to watch a supernatural being so amazed by something so silly. It also made a small smile grace the hunter´s lips.

"What are you doing here ? Didn’t I just sent you away ?” Peter said pretending to be angry at Aro.

“Darling !” Aro said cheerfully, taking his eyes away from the huge screen to stare at Peter “You took so long to arrive, I wondered if anything had happened to you” then the vampire turned his eyes to the tv again, and kept talking “I took the liberty to order your dinner. Is already waiting for you on the table, darling”

Peter sighed in resignation and walked to stand in front of the TV Aro's red eyes on his. He could feel those red eyes on his body, cataloguing each centimetre of him. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.

“What you want?”

"I thought it was clear, darling." the brunette said, arching an eyebrow. And this time it was Peter who arched an eyebrow and clicked his tongue in fake annoyance.

“Of course, it was, you fucking pervert…” The illusionist said and rolled his eyes “You just want to fuck me ... You know what ? it will never happen ! Ever !”

“ Too bad !! I was so confident of it” Aro replied in a mocking tone “Now go have dinner Peter ! Or it will get cold” Peter growled frustrated and threw his hands up stomping out into the dining room. Aro would not be leaving anytime soon, the vampire would make his life a living hell. The young magician sat at the table and shouted at his dinner. A salad, a soup and a glass of orange juice.

“ Who do you think you are ? My mother, you monster?” Peter said loud enough for the other to hear, while jabbing an arugula leaf angrily with his fork eating a mouthful of the salad and chewing between grumbles “Fucking leech….” in a few seconds, Aro was in front of him watching him, he was without his suit and only with the button-down black shirt, the necklace that indicated his bloodline hanging from his neck making Peter reach the juice and take a sip just to look away from his chest.

"I haven't eaten anything for years, but I guess the rules of etiquette haven't changed that much," Aro said, dragging the chair next to Peter and sitting on it, crossing his legs elegantly, his fingers entwined on his legs, his gaze amused. Those eyes.

“What you want?”

"Getting to know you better," Aro said simply, adjusting in his chair and staring at him. Peter finished his salad and his glass of juice and leaned back in the high-backed chair with armrests. The chair resembled a throne. The way Aro watched him now made him shiver. His eyes turning burgundy, his lips parted, the breath Aro didn’t need hitching in his throat . "This chair reminds me a lot of a throne I have back home....Now darling, I´m wondering how would you look like sitting in my throne...” Aro said in a low voice, closing his eyes and licking his lips slowly. Peter bit the inside of his cheek to keep from moaning at the sight of that tongue, as he remembered the feel of that cold, soft mouth on his, suddenly the vampire uncrossed his long legs sliding to the floor, getting on one knee as he stared at Peter, reaching for his hand, this time his hands were gloved, kissing his fingertips in a false gesture of submission “I only ask you one chance, Peter. Just a chance for you to see that I'm not like the scum that killed your parents…” the vampire said, while kissing Peter´s fingers, the back of his hand, then placing fluttering kisses on his wrist “Please, my king. One chance, and if I fail, I will leave and never look for you again. ” The Kisses went up his arm and back to his wrist.

"And - and how are you going to convince me of giving you this chance?" Peter tried to speak with a little authority getting in the game, when the other's tongue touched his skin, Peter whimpered. He knew he was not in control of the situation; it was just a game where Aro had unfair advantages, and that soon the positions would reverse.

"I don't know, my king." Aro continued their little game. "What do you suggest?" This time he was watching Peter with a look of innocence, expectation.

"A kiss," Peter gasped, closing his eyes and saying it at once before he could regret it.

"As you wish, my king." Aro slowly lifted himself off the floor, holding Peter's hand while they changed their current positions; Aro sat on the chair that looked like a throne pulling Peter into his lap. The vampire stared at him with a little of affection the possessive way that Aro kept their bodies flushed together, the magician's arms snaking around the vampire's neck, one hand twining in the black locks, the yellow light from the chandelier that hung in the ceiling above their heads, the gray-blue walls behind them giving the scene a perfect frame. "Just to make you more comfortable, my king." Peter closed his eyes first and allowed himself to be kissed, that soft, cold mouth on his he moaned desperately it felt like he hadn't kissed Aro in years when actually it was only a few hours ago. This time what bothered him was the texture of the silk gloves Aro wore that touched his skin beneath his shirt, as it slid down his spine, tracing his spine as his own fingers messed the vampire´s hair. Feeling the frustration of his lover Aro removed his gloves at superhuman speed and put his hands on his lovers hips skin, sliding them up and down his sides, drawing circles with his thumb and delighting in the little moans that came in response. Gently Aro lowered his mouth down the hunter's neck, holding on not to take a bite no matter how tender he was afraid to overdo it, the way Peter's blood smelled to him. Gods. Thanks to the gods, he had enough self-control. He didn't want to lose control with Peter, didn't want to break any of Peter´s limbs if they made love. They should not be doing this either. But Aro was selfish, when came to things that brought him pleasure. Especially now that he had found his cantante.

Peter had taken off his own shirt by throwing it on the floor and the vampire knew his darling would want to take his clothes off too, but Aro was not ready for that. The vampire was not prepared to let himself go and enjoy all the sensations that their skin touching would bring him so he distracted the hunter, settling him better on his lap, accommodating Peter's back on his chest by putting an arm around his waist. Aro placed his chin on his lover´s shoulder, pulling his cock out of pants and underwear, sliding his hand from the base to the tip, feeling the shivers of pleasure that ran down Peter´s body marvelling how Peter writhed with pleasure on his lap, moaning his name, moving his head a little to kiss Aro´s jaw, his ear, and even though their skin wasn't touching properly it was overwhelming to feel the warmth that came from Peter through the fabric of his dark clothes. Where he was cold, Peter was hot and warm and made his whole mouth fill with that sweet poison. As Aro wanked him, he kissed Peter's shoulders, grazed his teeth through the long neck, nothing to mark Peter. They both thought it was a shame, but they would not say it aloud.

"Aro ...." Peter whimpered , writhing in his lap, the brown eyes clouded with pleasure. "Bite me, please." It was a weak, sighed, almost begged plea that the vampire was sure that if his heart beat it would stop beating for that very second, Peter bared his elegant neck just for his pleasure. Maybe he should ignore the request, pretend not to hear it, but the lean body of the other seemed to expect him to do so with increasing anxiety and expectation and pleasure. And suddenly he didn't know how to say no or ignore it, he just ducked his head and licked a piece of Peter's neck increasing the speed of his hand, closing his mouth around Peter´s neck sucking a lovebite that would last for days . They orgasmed at the same time. After a few moments of them sitting there just enjoying each other presence, Peter nuzzled Aro´s neck and said in sleepy whisper

"We have a deal, bastard." Aro chuckled.

Henceforth it would be the gods and the stars above their heads and the mortal and immortal beneath their feet

[mautadite]

august book round up

22 books this month! which is the most i’ve ever read in a month i think. most of them audiobooks. i usually don’t listen to audiobooks while i’m at work but since we’re doing a lot of repetitive data entry these past several weeks i can afford to. also it helps with drowning out my obnoxious coworkers whom i fucking: hate.

temeraire 8: blood of tyrants - naomi novik ⭐️⭐️⭐️ i liked this a little better for rereading it, though i will always and forever hate amnesia plots. i remembered soooooo many things wrongly about this book it’s ridiculous! it did contain one of the highlights of the series: laurence saving tharkay, for once.  

temeraire 9: league of dragons - naomi novik ⭐️⭐️⭐️ eh. a satisfactory end, but it let me down in so many ways. NOTHING HAPPENED for so much of this book, it meandered aimlessly and so many of the resolutions were underwhelming (ning in particular was just sort of... there). don’t get me wrong, there was some VERY GOOD character stuff... but goddammit i wanted more! (ps laurence/tharkay 4 life, naomi novik is a coward) 

just jorie - robin alexander ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ another VERY CUTE lesbian romance, this time a late in life coming out, which is a genre i think i’m starting to really enjoy lol. robin alexander’s characters are very true to life, and there’s something about her writing style that’s just very very appealing in a romance. and the narrator for the audiobook was super talented. definitely going to be on the lookout for more of her books.

a charm of magpies 1-3 - k.j. charles ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ AHHHHH. SO GOOD. witchery and adventure and history and SO MANY GOOD TROPES. i’m definitely a fan of k.j. charles, this was the second series of hers that i’ve read and thoroughly enjoyed. lucien and stephen were such good characters, played very well to the sappy romantic FOOL in me heart. i loved reading about them falling in love. T__T also: tol and smol. very good.

jackdaw - k.j. charles ⭐️⭐️⭐️ spin off novel of the charm of magpies series. i enjoyed it; not really a ‘redemption’ book, but tells the story of one of the minor villains and had me rooting for him all the way. his love interest ben was one of those unfailingly GOOD people who made me want the best for him.

a queer trade - k.j. charles ⭐️⭐️⭐️ a short story that introduces the characters of the next charm of magpies book. yay black men in historical romance!

rag and bone - k.j. charles ⭐️⭐️⭐️ another enjoyable instalment, though it didn’t have me as hooked as the first three stories did. one thing i like about k.j. charles is that she explores all aspects of victorian england. i would have never expected to read about a waste paper man as one of the heroes of a romance novel, but here we are. sort of fell short on the sympathetic warlock storyline, but i enjoyed it.

think of england - k.j. charles ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ murder! mystery! blackmail! spies! scheming guests at a house party in the country! all of these parts of the book were very good but the romance was the best. A Wounded Vet Learns to Love. also there are surprise lesbians. let me tell you, so many m/m books could be improved with a sprinkling of dykes.

the children of gavrilek 1-3 - julie kirton chandler ⭐️ it pains me to rate this book so lowly. physically pains me. i recced this book on a femslash post years ago without reading it, i just saw the synopsis and read an extract and it seems good. it COULD have been good. the first book in the series was weak, but had promise, the second started off SO STRONG but fizzled hard, and the third was a fucking travesty nightmare. god i don’t even want to talk about it.

beneath the surface - harper bliss ⭐️⭐️⭐️ after subjecting myself to the children of gavrilek i went hunting through my shelves for something with cute lesbians and settled on this, the second in a series about austrailian gays. it was pretty good! it’s about a long term relationship and their ups and downs throughout 20 years of being wives. i like when books show you what comes AFTER the happily every after.

femme - marshall thornton ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ a really sweet m/m comedy romance, that tackled intra-community discrimination in a way that managed to be serious and genuine but still stuck to the light-hearted tone. joel leslie on audio killed it as usual.

40 souls to keep - libby drew ⭐️⭐️⭐️ neat concept (guy wakes up with amnesia and gradually discovers that he’s been tasked to save 40 souls, after which he’ll be given back his memories) and style, but the execution flopped a bit. always unfortunate when you figure out who the villain in a crime/mystery is, 20 seconds after he’s introduced. cute though, really liked the love interest.

blackmail, my love - katie gilmartin ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ favourite book of the month maybe? a mystery/suspense set in the 1950s about a lesbian searching for her missing gay brother. in her search she gets pulled into a whirlwind of blackmail, murder, and the queer nightlight of san francisco. this was painfully good, well researched and lovingly written, and it’ll stay with me for a long time.

boundaries - jane retzig ⭐️⭐️⭐️ lesbian romance; dealt very competently with abuse and youthful longing and growing up. there were a few narrative things that left me ?_? (ALICE SHOULD BE IN JAIL) but i enjoyed it overall.

a king undone - cooper davis ⭐️ bad bad bad. m/m fantasy romance that dragged. you could find more chemistry in a primary school baking soda volcano. someone tell this author that they’re allowed to say ‘men’ and not ‘male’ all the time.

axel’s pup - kim dare ⭐️⭐️⭐️ see, this was well written and appropriately slow burny and had so much meaty character interaction and a decent enough plot and world-building but when it comes down to it... MAN i hate lifestyle d/s.  it's all fun and spankings until character b needs to fucking. ask character a’s permission to visit his dying grandfather, and then my skin starts crawling away from my body i’m so skeeved off. subjective! character b was chill with it! but oooof.

lillian byrd 1: holy hell - elizabeth sims ⭐️⭐️⭐️ lesbian murder mystery with a splash of comedy ahoy. this was okay but also meh. we just flat out knew who the killers were pretty early on; the books pretty much became about proving motive. which wasn’t as entertaining. also (and this is one of the FEW times you’ll hear me say this) i’m not sure we needed the romance.

a hundred thousand words - nyrae dawn ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ new adult m/m romance, very cute. the love interested was open and honest in a way that surprised me, it was so atypical of your run of the mill romance character. and i liked the way this dealt with family and friendships and getting to know and develop YOURSELF. this book surprised me with how much i liked it.

that’s it for august! no grand plans for september; i’ve gotten a bunch of extra stuff dumped on me at work and i won’t be surprised if i don’t read as much. but there’ll still be lots of romance, i’m betting. currently reading the first in the society of gentlemen series, which i’m liking very much. 

[happywolves81]

Be Alright (part two)

A/N: Um, I don’t have clue what I’m doing. This is some horrible writing that has not been revised because I refuse to ask anyone I know because they are all either, better than me in writing, is too scared to say anything bad, or I’m just to scared to ask because this is my second time writing fanfiction. Also ya know, I’m still a teen soooooo.

Words: about 800

Warnings: some swearing (oh my. There’s a first time for everything right?), implications of stuff, more hiding feelings, signs of possible cheating, and bitter hatred.

Pairing: Tom Holland x girlfriend with a reader secretly in love with Tom

~3 hours later (lunch)~

“I just wish she would drop dead. The amount of beauty she radiates is stupid.” You groaned to your best friend Emma.

“She’s stupid.” Emma reply’s rather bluntly.

“She may be, but she’s still beautiful. I think she’s just using him, but when I tried to tell him that he got mad at me and thought I was jealous. Which, of course, I am. But still...”

“You’re probably right (y/n) but if he doesn’t want to see that then whatever. And the fact that he got mad is kinda stupid but whatever.” Emma looked behind you and sighed, “Speak of the devil.”

You huffed out, “You’re kidding me right?” Emma shook her head no and you said, “I cannot deal with this right now.” Turning your head you caught sight of the lovely brunette and his too-hot-for-words girlfriend standing at the register. “Sometimes, sometimes I just want to disappear. Though that wouldn’t really matter would it. I’m already invisible to his stupidity amazing eyes.”

“God (y/n) you’re head over heels for Tommy boy aren’t you.” Emma says in a very mocking tone.

“Be quite.” You respond to her rather rude poke at you just in time to look up and see your best friend and Alice standing beside your booth. “What the hell! You a ninja or something? How in the world did you get over here so quietly?” You exclaim as Toms face breaks out in a full blown smile that has you swooning on sight.

“I’m Spider-Man, what do you expect?” He says keeping that smile on his face.

With a extremely cocky smirk you say, “Oh, be quiet before your ego consumes you Thomas.”

Tom puts his hands up and mock offense before he says, “Can we sit here? All the other booths are taken and you two are the only I know.” You and Emma share a look and Tom pleads, “Please love, my legs hurt. I had a fun workout today.” He says while looking over at Alice with a smirk on his face and a mischievous glint in his eye.

Emma looks at you and nods while you say, “Sure, but don’t make me regret this.” Tom smiles and takes a seat next to you while Alice sits herself next to Emma. You look over at Tom as the sun shines in his face and admire how his eyes now look like a beautiful honey color and how his hair is a chestnut color in the spring light. You take into account the smell of his cologne, and how the shirt he is wearing is not only one you bought him, but it’s the one that hugs his bicep so nicely, and the one that makes you dive further into your dreams.

“So, (y/n) what are you doing later?” Alice, with her most annoying voice asks.

“Nothing much. Gotta go to work. Oh, and have fun destroying my voice at said work.” You respond making Emma laugh because of how much sarcasm dripped off your tongue in those three sentences.

Alice glares at you and says, “Don’t you work at that little station where you do pointless stuff?”

You force a smile (like normal) and respond, “Actually, I work at the top station in England that broadcast all the way across the world and I do more useful work than you.” You look over to Emma while Alice clenches her jaw just to see your best friend trying so hard to contain her laughs that are threatening to implode her.

Tom looks between Alice and you and says, “Well, um, (y/n) do you know what you’re singing today?”

You turn to Tom with a sweet smile while shooting death stares at Emma portraying ‘be the fuck quiet or I will kill you because I know where you sleep’ and say, “No. I never know. They more or less give me a list of songs and then randomly pick songs from said list because, I’m pretty sure if this, they are all plotting to do something. What that something is, I have no clue what so ever. But, they all have been acting really weird and they have been eerily quiet when I walk by. So, I have come to the conclusion that they are planning something.”

Tom laughs at your seriousness which, in turn, makes Emma let out all of the laughter she had been holding in.

While still laughing he forces out, “That’s amazing!”

“No it’s not!” You state while punching him in the arm. You look over to see Alice not even paying attention, but instead, looking at the waiter cleaning the table. And your smile fades in an instant.

Tags:

(Mutuals I’m probably annoying) @peeterparkr, @peterplanet, @genesis03222, @yaboidepressing.

(Other people I wish were my mutual but aren’t because they are too cool for me and I’m also probably annoying) @hollandroos, @starksparker, @raspberryparker, @lovelyspidey, @spiderboytotherescue

[swisssadge]

Saintia Sho is a huge disappointment

Soooooo, yesterday, episode 5 of Saintia Sho went up. I watched it. And I realised I had to write a review – if for nothing else but to let off some steam. If you want to enter a discussion about it with me, please do. Just remember to stay civilised.

Here goes. Saintia Sho, to me at least, turned out to be a massive disappointment. Starting with episode 2, I already got a nagging feeling that somehow, the anime seemed kinda rushed. They cut scenes that appeared in the manga. Turns out, they squeezed 15 chapters into only 5 episodes.

15 CHAPTERS.

That means, and this got obvious already in episode 1, that scenes appearing in the manga were cut, didn’t get animated. So, here comes the unbiased, rational part. Why, Studio Gonzo? Why? You have time. You don’t need to rush. Saintia Sho gets released as sparsely as is. You really can take your time with the anime, because a this rate, in one or two months you caught up with the manga – and what then? Huh? Are you going to put the anime on hiatus for the time being? Come on, please. Saintia Sho deserves better than this. You do not need to cut things. You really don’t. Slow down. Because like this, we do miss some good scenes. Do you guys remember Katja and the two Silver Saints in episode 5? In the manga, there is a scene before their attack where they meet up at their destination, the two Silvers actually enjoying some Japanese food. We get to see Saints in casual, doing everyday stuff. We see how they travel. I would have really been nice to see that animated. It really would have been. And cutting so much content also makes the characters much, much flatter and superficial than they are.

Now to the not so unbiased part. And this here is only my personal opinion. It’s the reason why I actually got very, very angry after seeing episode 5. See, I am an avid fan of Aiolos. I just LOVE my golden archer. Thing is, he gets little screentime as is. Unfortunately, he is apparently a victim of Gonzo’s stuuuupid cutting policy. Episode 5 ends with Aphrodite abducting Athena. After finishing it, I had a bad feeling and went to read the corresponding chapters of the manga. Turns out, the third scene with Aiolos, a flashback of his saving Athena, was cut as well. Damn you, studio Gonzo! Not one, but three scenes unanimated! And the first one, where he appears as a spirit behind Athena in her fight against Ate, would have been so cool! Or the second, where Saori recalls Mitsumasa telling her she’s Athena, with that beautiful page where Aiolos gives him the baby. So, after finding out about yet another cut scene, I really went like „No! God please, no! Nooo!“-Meme. It actually hurts a little seeing your favourite character getting ignored like that. I do hope that they might bring the flashbacks at a later point, but I guess I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

All in all, the anime is doing the manga a huuuuge diservice. The manga deserved much better. I, for my part, am extremely disappointed. Of course, I’ll keep watching it, hoping for any scraps of my beloved archer (there are more scenes to come – studio Gonzo, DON’T YOU DARE NOT ANIMATE THOSE.). So summarise the one big problem that the anime has, and not just in regards to Aiolos, is, that it just cuts waaaay too much content. Which again, I don’t really understand, as the manga gets released so slowly anyways. Actually, I am curious now what the anime will do once it catches up with the manga. Oh, and the animation? It’s often lacking too.

What is your opinion? Are you disappointed too? Do you actually enjoy the anime? And why?

[lunebinnie]

(1/14)I am so sorry for taking so long! (I also had to spend a lot of time studying this week bc I had my first exam for my Anatomy Lab on Wednesday... And then we had our first exam for *Lecture* Thursday (which also was the day I had a bunch of powerpoints due for my very intimidating adviser...) and then I had to substitute teach all day Friday (and then I meant to respond sooner but I got so busy 😭) so yeah I completely understand about school getting in the way no worries abt it!)

And also sleeping in on a day off when you’ve been busy studying lately is completely valid hon 👌 I hope that your midterms go well and that you’re able to stay healthy and take care of yourself in the midst of preparing! (not that you wouldn’t, I just have a bad habit of neglecting things like healthy sleeping and eating habits when I get caught up studying, so hopefully you’re not like me in that way) And yeah me too! I mean on the one hand I understand *why* they have that limit

3)If u could just send as many as u want there would be so much more spam and ppl would definitely abuse that. But also?? Um? I have a chronic condition called ‘Can'tShuttheFuckUp-itis’? 🤷 This policy is so discriminatory towards people like me who suffer from this crippling condition! I feel oppressed honestly 🙄 tumblr rlly has something against ppl just trying to get to know each other huh? Lol, but at least now we know why it eats them I’ll be sure to try to prevent that in the future

4)And oh my gosh that’s so cool! I’m super jealous!! 😮 lol. I wish they hosted kpop nights at my local bar! 😭😭 But no, I’m here at my little state college in a little 2 mi2 town just under pop 5500 (and idek if that’s before or after counting college students) in the middle of the 'farm zone’ of my state. All we get is country night @Riley’s 😩 RIP. But ya I wish I had more ppl around me who were into kpop! So far I’ve only met 3 ppl who listen to it. One was that roommate I told you about

5)One is just a casual listener who isn’t really into 3rd gen groups and mostly just listens to Girl’s Generation but that’s valid, and one isn’t even rlly a fan of any groups in particular, she just puts the kpop station on when she studies bc she says she needs music but if it’s in English she gets distracted, lol And omg that is insane! $500?? And 5 copies of the same album? 😲 (Says the girl who’s been a Monbebe for a hot 2 months and has already bought three (3??) Monsta X T-shirts… 😂

6)in my defense tho one of them was only $10 bc it was Black Friday? And u can’t blame me, Hot Topic is my krypotonite lmao) but yeah I already feel guilty about spending 30+ dollars on one copy of an album (thx international shipping) That’s so wild. And yeah I don’t get why ppl feel the need go out of their way just to insult other ppl’s music taste. I’m also pretty self conscious abt sharing my music taste and obviously the way everyone around me talks abt kpop has made me even moreso now 🙃

7) I haven’t gotten into too many groups yet bc I’m trying to go slowly and focus on getting into one group at a time but I do have a long list of groups I plan on getting into eventually! NU'EST is one that I’ve heard some of their songs on my Spotify based on my listening history and they’re on the list haha 😂 And omg I feel really similarly about Got7! I tried to get into them after I got into Monsta X and right before I got into Astro and although I did really like some of their songs

8)I haven’t really been able to get into their music as much as MX and Astro’s yet. I do think they seem like a really fun group in terms of personality though. As for the comeback I know right?? I mean I know a lot of ppl were freaking out abt the comeback being a 'sexy’ and how it wasn’t gonna be the same cute Astro we all love anymore. But they filled the MV with flowers and glitter and still managed to make it sexy as fuck! This album has a very different vibe but it still felt like them

9) They managed to pull off a more mature and sexy concept while still staying true to themselves and I’m so here for it! I don’t know if I could really pick a favorite era because I love them all! I mean Spring Up was an excellent era and every era since then has been great. They really don’t know how to have any bad concepts or make any bad songs huh? Lol. Since I’m still pretty new I really love the title tracks since I’ve heard them the most. (I have listened to their full discography

10)But I haven’t listened to their Bsides enough to pick out my favorites from those) I also really love Again though! The first time I saw the dance practice I was super into it and then I looked up the lyrics and was like 'this is supposed to be sad/regretful song it has no reason to be this much of a BOP?!’ 😂 I have such a hard time picking favorites though. Since All Light is new though I actually have listened to it enough times to pick some 'non-title song favorites’ from there haha

11) Other than All Night (which is great, obvi) I also really like Starry Sky, Moonwalk and Role Play 😂 and Bloom is so pretty oh my god! 😭😭 the album is great and has no bad songs but those are the ones I particularly like. I feel u about the dances honestly. I think that’s actually what drew me to kpop initially. I mean I like listening to the songs ofc but it wasn’t until after I actually watched an MV/saw the choreography that I actually was like… Oh shit I’m gonna have to be a fan now

12) It was the visual aspect that really made me want to be a kpop fan bc I haven’t really seen that level of performance with any western music. Which isn’t to say I think all western music is bad but I think it’s really impressive to watch kpop groups singing and also doing really impressive choreography and performing at the same time. Plus that’s the part I can show my family and say 'even if you don’t like the music because of the language barrier you have to admit they’re talented dancers’

13)And yes! With Astro especially I think the dance practices rlly succinctly capture the reason why I love them so much. They are *super* talented but they also have such great chemistry and u can rlly tell that they just love each other and have so much fun together! I love a family of six hardworking dorks! 🤧💗 lol. And yeah it’s too bad that neither of are able to see them this cb ☹️ (I also did the 'hypothetically…’ research but it wouldn’t have worked out 😒) I hope you’re right though!

14)Hopefully the success of this comeback is the catalyst to Astro getting more of the attention they deserve and there will be many more opportunities to see them in the future! (Although it is too bad we won’t be able to see live performances from this cb, since it’s so pretty 😭 tho with their track record I’m sure future cb’s will be just as good lol) But what about you? Do you have any favorite songs from this cb in particular? Talk again soon! (I’ll try 2 b better @ responding 😭) -AHA

FUCKKK okay so after like a million years of midterms + 2 days straight of sleeping ya girl is BACK to answer these asks after getting through the hurdle of copying and pasting and italicizing 14 asks onto one response on my phone. Did I perhaps fail at least 3 of my midterms? Quite probably. Do I have the energy to care atm? No. Did I need to get away from everything and fly to Boston to visit my friend for reading week? Yes.

How did all your exams go? That sounds crazy though! I hope you got through everything ok!

Tbh I have the same unhealthy habits too, I essentially became nocturnal and lived on like one meal a day + snacks and coffee 😭 fr, I would be writing my midterm from 11:30-1:30, go home to eat, sleep from 4-7pm, then wake up to study all night for the next one, and repeat,,,,, I’m like an actual mess tbh

Honestly as much as I’ve enjoyed the Aroha secret admirer thing (it was sooo nice getting to meet new people) rn I’m just so glad that post-reveal we don’t have to deal with tumblr ask limits and writing entire essay responses all in one go.

Honestly 3 shirts isn’t even THAT bad especially if they weren’t all like ordered from overseas so they wouldn’t have been that expensive. When I went to the Myeongdong underground shopping centre I went craaaazy with Kpop merch despite stanning (at that point, pretty much only) BTS for a whole 3 weeks, so I ended up coming back with 2 albums, a bunch of stickers, a photocard pack (also bonus: got an Astro one too) and like a BUNCH of bt21 stuff. Speaking of, my All Light album finally came in!! I ended up getting a Moonbin, MJ, Jinjin, and Sanha photocard plus the a Rocky lyric booklet and ik I basically got THE best set for someone who loves all of them w my whole heart 😩✊ but I’m still sad I didn’t get any Eunwoo cards since he was my first Astro bias 😭 it’s soooooo pretty I love it sm and like lowkey I’ll probably end up buying more of their albums anyway oopsss

Speaking of Monsta X btw, I heard their new song and I thought it was really good! What did you think of it?

Regarding favourite songs, I swear my moods change so much, so it’s pretty common for me to not love a song at first and sort of rediscover it months later, and tbh that’s kind of what happened with Innocent Love, Baby, and Again. In this album though, I’d say my favourite Bsides are probably be Bloom, 1 in a Million, and Heart Brew Love.

And I toootally agree with the performance aspect of kpop being the thing to attract me it, even before I got really into it I’d sometime like to watch dance practices (and lowkey even learned a bunch of choreos a with my friend last term just bc we had access to a frequently empty dance studio). It’s just super impressive to see people singing and dancing at the same time mostly live, and for the same reasons I’m also super into musicals as well, which isn’t so say I think like lip syncing or just dancing/singing is bad, it’s just refreshing to see it done all at once, you know?

Also side story it turns out that I actually DO know another Astro fan irl!! Her older sister (who I’m closer to bc we’re closer in age) is the one who bought the million got7 albums. Even though she’s been a fan of Astro since before debut, her sister doesn’t even know she listens to kpop since she was afraid of getting roasted at first, but now she’s in too deep to say anything. I’d mentioned liking Astro to her before, but she didn’t say anything bc she didn’t want to expose herself in front of her sister but on Friday I saw her while her sister was out and she was like “oh btw here’s a secret I went to the Toronto fanmeet last year but my sister doesn’t know” I was SHOOK but tbh I’m just super glad now to have someone to talk about it and go to concerts with (I’m banking on the fact that they’re coming back)

Anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH for waiting 2747287482 million years for my response, and it was so great to finally (officially) meet you Kjersten!

@kaptain-k-pop