#and thanks for always being so sweet and supportive to me :')

[slaytheday12]

you being a famous actress and walker gets caught saving edits of you

Caught in 4K

Being a famous actress at 16 was equal parts thrilling and exhausting. You loved acting, loved the magic of bringing stories to life, but the constant attention that came with it? That was something you were still getting used to. The interviews, the photoshoots, the premieres it was all a whirlwind.

But what you hadn’t expected was for Walker Scobell yes, the star of the Percy Jackson series and everyone’s favorite funny guy to get caught in the chaos of your fame.

It started innocently enough. You’d met Walker briefly at a comic-con event a few months ago. You were there promoting your latest film, and he was there hyping up his role as Percy. You were both part of a panel featuring young Hollywood stars, and you hit it off almost immediately. Walker’s goofy humor paired with his genuine kindness made him easy to talk to, and by the end of the day, you’d exchanged numbers.

Since then, you’d kept in casual contact—mostly lighthearted texts and the occasional comment on each other’s Instagram posts. You liked him. Maybe more than you were willing to admit. But with both of your schedules, it was hard to imagine anything more than a friendship.

That was, until one fateful Saturday afternoon when Walker decided to go live on Instagram.

You weren’t watching at first. You were curled up on your couch, scrolling through TikTok and eating a bowl of cereal. But then your phone buzzed with notifications. And kept buzzing.

The texts from your friends were frantic:

Erick: OMG ARE YOU SEEING THIS? Lydia: HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS ICONIC. CHECK TWITTER.

Confused, you opened Twitter and immediately saw your name trending. Clicking the hashtag, you were greeted with a flood of screenshots and screen recordings. Apparently, during Walker’s livestream, he’d been scrolling through his tabs, trying to show his fans a funny meme. But instead of a meme, he’d accidentally revealed his camera roll.

And there, for all the world to see, were saved edits of you. The internet had exploded.

“WALKER SCOBELL SAVING Y/N EDITS??? I’M SCREAMING.” “Not him being just like us 🥹😭.” “We lost him.”

You couldn’t stop laughing as you scrolled through the memes and reactions. It was embarrassing for him, sure, but also kind of… sweet? He’d always been one of your biggest supporters, hyping you up in interviews and talking about how talented you were. But saving edits? That was next-level fan behavior.

Your phone buzzed again. A text from Walker.

Walker: So… uh… about my camera roll. You: Oh, you mean the part where the entire internet found out you’re my biggest fan? Yeah, I saw it. 😂 Walker: In my defense, those edits were really well-done. You: Sure, sure. It had nothing to do with me being in them, right? 😉 Walker: …Okay, fine. Maybe I think you’re cool. And talented. And pretty.

Your heart skipped a beat. You tried to play it cool, though.

You: Walker Scobell, are you flirting with me? Walker: Is it working? You: …Maybe.

The conversation continued, playful and teasing, but there was an undercurrent of something real beneath the banter.

Later that night, Walker posted a follow-up story on Instagram, addressing the incident.

“So, yeah, I got caught saving edits of Y/N. And, honestly? I regret nothing. She’s awesome, okay? If you were me, wouldn’t you save those edits too?”

The fans went wild. The comments were full of people shipping you two, demanding you date, and creating even more edits.

What the fans didn’t know was that Walker had texted you again after his post.

Walker: So… dinner sometime? You: Only if you promise to make your own edits of me next time. Walker: Deal.

What started as an embarrassing moment turned into something far more exciting. Maybe the internet had caught Walker in 4K, but for once, you were glad they did.

A/N: HI thank u for the request.

Tags: @izzystylinson, @sophand4n4, @kaiwrites092

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OMG CONGRATS ON 2K!!!! I hope I get to see 20k because you absolutely deserve it! May I request a Roommate au with Barty crouch please!!

THANK YOUUUUU BUBS you're so sweet!!! the way i saw the vision for this INSTANTLY omg thank you for participating mwah<33

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i will ARGUE for prompt 12 "roommate au" with barty crouch jr.

carina's 2k celebration

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cw: pre-relationship, reference to crouch senior, cursing, physical affection & wc: 1.1k

You always knew when Barty came home.

Whether it was because he didn't realise how loud he was being or because he frankly didn't care, you weren't entirely certain yet. All you knew was that this boy you met through mutual friends when you were in the middle of a housing crisis entered into his flat as if he was escaping a war zone. Door slammed both as he opened and closed it, boots flying into walls as he kicked them off, jacket accidentally knocking the shoe horn over every day, followed by a loud curse. It did not matter if he was on top of the moon, down in the valley or completely neutral – Barty would always be loud.

It brought you a lot of grief when you first moved in together, though, to be fair, Dorcas had warned you. You still remember her exact phrasing: “I wouldn’t have subjected you to him unless I knew you needed it and could handle it.”

If you waved her off for being dramatic, then that was simply on you.

Though, you learned quickly that Barty wasn’t a terrible roommate. Apart from the major peak, which was that he was renting you one of his several vacant bedrooms in a surprisingly sizable flat in the middle of London for next to nothing, he was a rather supportive and democratic roommate. Anything he bought for the kitchen or bathroom was “free for all” as he called it, he loved handling all the stressful phone calls for maintenance or billing because he got to argue with someone for an hour and on his insisted weekly movie-nights, he let you choose almost every single time. Thus; a relatively good roommate. Not necessarily a sweet one, but you would never demand that from a stranger anyway. 

And you kept insisting that you and Barty were still strangers.

A voice in your head pointed out how contradictory that was, because when Barty entered the flat today in his usual loud manner, you could pick up that something was wrong.

You had been lounging on the settee for the past hour with a book and some neglected homework, not at all waiting for him to come home. At the sound of his entry, you stiffened in your seat, sitting up and closing your book over your fingers as concern began etching itself into your expression with a knife.

“Barty?” you called uncertainly, putting one foot down onto the floor.

He rounded the corner with his bag flung over his slumped shoulders and let out a – also loud – huff. The handsome features of his face were dragged out as the skin seemed to melt off of his face in exhaustion, yet all of his muscles seemed to be tense, holding on.

Immediately upon entering the room, Barty’s eyes met yours and seemed to melt a little. “Dragă, you won’t believe the bloody day I’ve had.”

You opened your mouth to reply, but Barty was already moving across the room, dropping his bag haphazardly on a chair and yanking off his sweater in one not-at-all-distracting move before throwing it onto the back of the sofa opposite you. 

As he walked, he seemed to relay his unbelievable day to you, worries all flowing from him with minimal hindrance. Your eyes remained thoughtfully furrowed and your attention pinned on him for reasons you chose not to investigate.

“My boss has got corporate’s boot on his neck once again and the fucker is taking it out on me, trying to criticise my paperwork when I move through twice the amount of cases as any of his other top workers.” He’s opening the fridge to grab a bottle of water, chugging it all in one go before he continued – that’s another thing you’ve noticed about Barty, he has remarkable control of his body and is able to open his throat to down pretty much any drink within seconds. 

“And then Regulus and fucking Potter – you know him, right, annoying smiley bloke? Anyway, Regulus and fucking Potter are quite literally fucking and it’s the most despicable thing I’ve seen, almost making me lose my lunch anytime we’re in the same room together.” He’s walking towards you know, making a beeline towards the other side of your settee.

“Not to mention my father won’t fucking leave me alone, he has been calling me nonstop, I’m talking – and I swear to gods, I am not exaggerating at all Dragă – over twelve times today already. And I know it’s nothing serious, which makes it all the more infuriating–”

As Barty carries on, he plops down on the seat beside you, gesturing with his hands and distracted in his animated rant. You’ve put your book aside on the coffee table and move to angle yourself towards him to fully focus on what he has to say, when he beats you to it. Barty turns around in his seat to lay down across the settee to place his head in your lap. His left leg is slung over the back of the sofa while the other is sprawled out onto the floor, arms still gesturing wildly as he gets comfortable on the plush of your thighs.

“– he’s just trying to get a rise out of me, I know it so bloody well, and he’s still fucking successful–”

Your roommate of a few months who you still tell yourself is more or less a stranger despite knowing him well enough to understand every aspect of his current rambling has laid his head in your lap as you talk.

It felt oddly right.

Partly without thinking and partly because where else do you put your fucking hands, you let your right hair come down to comb through his hair that is slightly humid from the January mist outside. His contrasting strands of black and acid green get all mixed up at the movement, but more importantly, his face took on a calmer look.

He glanced up at you through his thick eyelashes, words dying on his lips as if he was just now seeing you and catching up with his own movements.

You can’t help the small smile that takes over your features. “Sounds like a rough day.” 

He nodded his head in your grasp, his heterochromic eyes slightly glazed over as they stared up into yours. “Yeah,” he said, voice hoarse. “Rough day. Better now though.”

You tilted your head sideways. “Yeah?”

A slow smile began to emerge. “Yeah.”

[livingformintyoongi]

🪷: Our Jimin and for the AU.... he works at an animal shelter and MC volunteered once- or she was supposed to- but she finds herself there anytime she's free these days

Just Another Good Deed | Park Jimin

Author’s note: Hello, my dearest husband's partner! Thank you so much for making the request, I really loved the idea <3 I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it ^^ (Really my favorite part was the moodboard, I loved it, patted myself on the back and everything). Pairing: Veterinarian!Jimin x Volunteer!Reader Word count: 1.8k Warnings/tags: Little appearance of big brother Yoongi because he is my bias wrecker and if I can get him in, I will :), and that's all, it's all very fluffy. Taglist: @thunderg @minjianhyung @queenv1997 @yoongtism @lizzymizzy-blogg @superbbananananana @drpepperobsessed @themwordsblog @taekritimin123 @bluecloudss @yooglefics @tan-veee @angellekookie @madussthoughts Dividers by @saradika-graphics

You glanced one last time at the rearview mirror in Yoongi’s car, adjusting your hair for the fourth time. It was hard to decide which side looked better.

"Yoongi, quick, which looks better? Over my ears or tucked behind them?" you turned to him, arranging your hair both ways so he could carefully consider his options.

“It looks the same to me,” he mumbled in the same monotone voice he used, well, almost every day he spent time with you. “Besides, why does it matter? We’re going to an animal shelter, not a double date.”

You rolled your eyes, finally deciding on leaving your hair over your ears; it framed your face more beautifully, and the soft waves made it stand out even more that way. “I can look nice for the shelter if I want to. I don’t need some hidden agenda, you know?”

Ignoring your comment, Yoongi pulled out his car keys and stepped out. You weren’t surprised to see him coming around to your side of the car to open the door and help you out. Your brother might have been a man of very few words—and expressions—but your mom had raised him to be a true gentleman.

“Alright, come on, let’s move. We’ve got a lot of work to do,” you grabbed his arm and pulled him along, slightly slowing his pace as you approached the entrance. Just a few more steps, and you’d see him again. You had to bite the inside of your lip to stop yourself from smiling too soon.

Yoongi, keeping up with your pace with his usual calm expression, couldn’t help but notice the strange look on your face. He could understand you wanting to dress up to go out—that was fine, everyone liked to look good—but the fact that you’d been smiling the whole way here and that you’d been visiting this shelter every week—or any chance you got—made him think that maybe...

“Oh! Y/N, it’s you,” a cheerful voice said. The man wore a white shirt and black jeans—a terrible choice for working with animals, but that wasn’t his problem, so he ignored it. His dark hair fell gracefully over his forehead, and his plump lips gave him a sweet image that would definitely charm any woman—or man—who crossed his path.

Now everything made sense.

“Jimin, hi!” you quickly let go of Yoongi’s arm, giving the man in front of you the brightest smile you could muster. “It’s so nice to see you here—I mean, obviously you’re here, you work here, but you know, it’s always great running into you,” you said awkwardly, ending with a nervous laugh.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, looking at you like you were the strangest creature in the world. It was the first time he’d seen you so nervous around a guy, and he didn’t know whether to laugh or get mad. What was a big brother supposed to do in these situations? Get jealous?

“Likewise, it’s really great to see you here so often. I’m grateful to have someone like you supporting the shelter,” Jimin said with a soft, charming smile. If you hadn’t been holding onto your brother’s arm, you might have collapsed right there. Were you being dramatic? Absolutely. Were you lying about it? Absolutely not. His simple gaze already made your legs weak, and his smile? Don’t even mention it.

The small gesture of your hands wrapped around Yoongi’s arm immediately caught Jimin’s attention. You’d never mentioned having a boyfriend, and you’d never come to the shelter with someone before. It was only natural to be curious, right? “And… who’s he...?”

“Yoongi,” your brother answered, straightening his back to appear taller and lowering his voice a few tones deeper than usual. “I’m her older brother. And you are?”

“Oh, sorry, how rude of me,” Jimin gave a slight bow before returning to his original stance, not without first running his fingers through his hair, pushing it back. Yoongi swore he heard you squeal. “I’m Park Jimin. I work here.”

“Yoongi, why don’t you go check out the cats?” you laughed nervously, wishing your brother would disappear so you could be alone with Jimin. “I heard Unnie mention she’d really like to have a cat at home.”

“She said that?” Yoongi turned to you so quickly that it startled you; you knew his girlfriend was his soft spot, and you would use it against him as often as necessary if it meant he would drop his overprotective older brother act. Plus, you knew enough about his girlfriend to be sure she’d love to have a cat.

“Yes, she says it all the time,” you nodded quickly, pushing him toward where you knew the cats were. You hoped that would keep him distracted for a few minutes. “Now go, hurry, don’t waste time.”

Both you and Jimin watched as Yoongi walked off, confused, looking for someone he could ask about the cats. Only when he disappeared from your sight did you turn back to Jimin.

“So… how can I help today?” you asked with a smile, feeling your chest flutter as he looked at you with those kind, gentle eyes. You probably needed to calm down if you didn’t want to get caught just yet.

“I didn’t know you had a brother; I thought he was your boyfriend or something,” Jimin said softly, chuckling as he watched the cat in front of them shake itself vigorously to get the water off its fur. It was cute—its coat was light-toned, and its blue eyes were so bright and big that it was impossible not to fall in love with it. This little cat had arrived at the shelter the same day you did; it was skittish, wouldn’t let anyone touch or feed it, and it was crucial to give it a check-up due to a possible infection in its left eye. Jimin had been the only one able to keep it calm and treat it properly so the infection could heal effectively.

Maybe that was the moment when you fell for him. There was something about the sweet and caring way he handled animals that made your heart race and your stomach churn.

“Well, I don’t talk much about my family when we’re together,” you said with a slight smile, preparing the towel to cover the cat and dry it. It was still cold outside, and it wasn’t ideal for the cat to get sick at this time of year.

“I’d like to know more about them,” he murmured softly, gently cleaning the cat’s ears. The cat—who still didn’t have an official name but whom you had called Taemin in your mind from day one—closed its big eyes and started purring, rubbing its head against Jimin’s soft touch. Ah, how much you wished you were a cat. “And more about you in general.”

You turned to look at him, feeling a wave of warmth rise to your face as you realized he had been looking at you all along. Damn Park Jimin, why did he have to be so handsome? You felt like throwing the stupid towel in his face.

“O-oh, really? Why would you want that? I mean, my life’s not that interesting and—”

“But I’m interested,” he said, taking the towel from your hands and letting his fingers brush against yours in a way that definitely wasn’t accidental. His dark eyes stayed locked on yours the entire time, and his damn lips were curved into a smile the whole time.

Calm down, Y/N, you can’t just go around kissing people without their permission—that’s not okay.

“Anything that has to do with you interests me. I thought that was obvious by now,” he said. After an intense staring match—which he obviously won—he wrapped Taemin in the towel and picked him up in his arms, one hand holding the cat’s weight to cradle him like a baby while the other rested on his furry head.

“Well, no, it wasn’t,” you replied awkwardly, trying to fully process whatever he was trying to tell you. Wasn’t it a bit presumptuous to think that meant he wanted something more with you? Had being single finally driven you crazy, making you see things that weren’t there? “Just so there’s no misunderstanding…” You rubbed your hands against your pants and looked at him expectantly. “Does that mean that…?”

Jimin let out a laugh before looking at you with his eyes turning into crescents from his smile. “It means I’d love to finally get your number.”

Oh.

Oh.

“Y-yes! Sure, g-give me your phone, and I’ll write it down right now,” you said, extending your hands toward him, trying to stop them from trembling so much and revealing how nervous you were. Too bad your body never obeyed your brain.

“Here,” he murmured, pulling his phone out of his back pocket and handing it to you. His constant gaze on you made you even more nervous. You had to rewrite your number more than four times because you kept making mistakes. Both of you smiled when you called your number from his phone, and your ringtone sounded almost instantly.

Oh, shit. You had his number now.

“Y/N, let’s go!” Yoongi’s voice called from a few meters away. You were genuinely surprised to see that he actually had a small carrier in his hands, from which you could see two tiny green eyes staring at you from the darkness inside.

Its gaze looked a lot like Yoongi’s.

“Well, I guess you have to go,” Jimin said, adjusting Taemin in his arms as he watched Yoongi waiting for you near the exit. Truthfully, he didn’t want you to leave yet, but he understood he wasn’t in a position to ask you to stay, especially since you had come with your brother.

“Yeah, it seems like it,” you murmured, glancing briefly at your brother before putting all your attention back on Jimin. He had indirectly said he liked you, at least a little, right? And you had known each other for quite some time now… Well, you only live once, and you didn’t like living with regrets. You stepped closer to him and gave him a light kiss on the cheek—quite close to his lips—before stepping back and waving softly to say goodbye.

Then, you ran toward your brother as fast as you could, internally hoping he wouldn’t mention anything about it.

Ah, if only you had taken the time to notice Jimin’s face, you would have seen the bright pink covering his cheeks and the embarrassed smile spreading across his face like it was the best thing that had ever happened to him.

At least Yoongi had the luck to witness it, and he would definitely tease you endlessly about it.

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[sugarikiz]

( ℳ ) ickie’s 300 follower appreciation post !

wow. honestly just wow. my 2025 goal was to reach 300 by the end of it, but one more time, ive been caught off guard. I cannot begin to talk about how much I appreciate this; without all of you wonderful moots and readers of my work, im sure I wouldn’t be here writing this today. from one little fic based off a night time fiction I had in my head, turning it into a (although cringy) debut, i had no idea that it would turn into something so close to my heart. from the cringy first few fics to having so many people tell me they love my work is insane, and I wouldnt want it any other way. once again, thank you all so so much, and i love you all! mwah !! 💋

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Jason with a rule breaking reader pleaseeee, thank youuu!

Jason swore you’d be the death of him.

You were about as much of a rule breaker as Jason was a stickler for them and mandatory protocols. ‘Opposites attract and there’s never been more evidence than the two do you.’ Your mutual friend, and fellow rule breaker, Leo Valdez once told you both the moment you made your relationship public to your supportive friend group.

‘Just don’t forget the Stolls are smuggling in those gummy sweets and drinks for your plan with thunder lad over there tonight.’ Leo then whispered to you as he slung his arm over your shoulder.

You smiled at him and patted his back. ‘Thanks Leo, I owe you.’ You reply.

‘You’ve been owing me the moment I told you that you and Jason would look good together, but I guess I can allow you this moment.’ He says sarcastically as he checks his nails, you scoff and nudge his side before making an off comment about how he had some inventions to attend to, which had him scampering back to the Hephaestus cabin.

Jason, who had been watching the whole ordeal, raised a brow as he called your name. ‘What did Leo mean by that? You know you can’t be bribing with the Stoll brothers for things all the time, someone is bound to notice and I don’t want you getting caught like last time.’

Yeah washing up duty with the harpies wasn’t as fun and Percy made it out to be, though then again you were pretty certain that in looking back he was just being his heavily sarcastic self.

You only smirked mischievously as you held his face between your hands and pecking his lips, more specifically the area of which his scar was like you always did. ‘Nothing for you to worry about my sweet boy, just a surprise I have that you’ll have to wait for tonight.’ You tell him with a wink and Jason only sighed but couldn’t help but let a small smile grace his lips, lighting up his entire face.

‘There’s no point in reminding you that we’re not allowed late past a certain time is there?’ He asks you, already knowing of the answer you’d give him every time you had sneaked him out of cabin one just to stargaze, how you two haven’t yet gotten caught was something Jason had yet to make sense of himself. It baffled him to know just how many rules you’ve broken and still walk away with a punishment, some punishments of which a majority of campers considered too light for your crimes.

‘You’re talking to someone who almost got turned into a grapevine by mr D on my first day here by stealing one of his diet coke cans on a whim. We’ll be fine.’ You said, feeling somewhat nostalgic of the achievement and how you could almost see the purple flames within his eyes as he seethed with rage, yet Chiron managed to calm him but ever since then mr D held a disliking towards you then he did to even Percy sometimes.

Jason sighed as he leaned to rest his forehead against yours. ‘Fine, you win, I shall await you to sneak me out to see this surprise you’ve been so secretive about.’ He says as he finally caved, as if he would’ve ever said no to you in the first place and that’s what worried Jason at first, but untimely he rather enjoyed your bouts of spontaneities regarding rebellion and mischief as they were the fresh air that he never thought he’d ever get.

‘Great! All you need to bring is yourself and your most comfortable of hoodies.’ You told him as you kissed his lips once more before putting distances between the two of you, much to Jason’s dismay as he found himself wanting to keep you close to him and just spend the rest of the day with you in his grand but lonely cabin; something he wouldn’t have ever tempted in the slightest before meeting you and while he wanted to blame you for softening him, Jason also couldn’t resist the idea indulging in the lazier moments with you as often as he could be allowed.

‘Is this so you can steal another one of my hoodies again?’ He asks as his blue eyes glimmered with amusement.

‘No comment.’ You shrugged but the smile upon your face as you walked away from him told Jason another story, but he could only laugh as he went back to training, all the more eager to see what you had in store for him tonight. Gods he wonders how he could’ve fallen for someone with a blatant disregard for rules, breaking them for fun, who would be the reason behind the butterflies within his stomach and a lovesick expression to appear upon his face.

Jason still remembers the first night where you risked punishment for him by sneaking into his cabin, wanting to get to know him on a deeper level. At first he thought you were reckless and held no respect for the pre established rules put in place to keep you safe and in place, but soon Jason became eager for your nightly meetings and would even keep a window ajar for you, even going so far as to made you a spot within the alcoves he’d find within the cabin just so you had a place with him to stay longer.

‘You’ve gone soft on me haven’t you Grace?’ You asked him one night.

Jason shrugs. ‘Perhaps.’ He replied but the look you both shared was more than enough to convey that you had done just more then soften him up.

He didn’t have to wait long for you to show up at his cabin, smiling so widely as he gave you one of his hoodies that he knew you’d favoured as you were quick to throw on your form. You both forgo the usual formalities as you then grabbed his hand -waving off the initial electric shock that you usually got from him- and began to drag him towards the canoe lake, your usual spot, but Jason was quick to notice the picnic blanket and basket sitting nearby the waters edge for you both.

‘Is this what you wanted me out of the cabin for? A impromptu date?’ He asks you and couldn’t help but smile when you look back at him with a sheepish smile.

‘Is it a crime that I want to have a date night after going without one for so long?’ You replied back rhetorically.

‘If a week is long for you, then I guess I should allow you to take me out on this date tonight, even though we shouldn’t.’ Jason chuckles as he sits himself on the blanket as you handed him a sugary drink, which he thanked you by kissing your cheek, before cracking open your own.

‘Still a stickler cor the rules I see.’ You groan playfully as you took a sip from your drink.

‘See that you still have blatant disregard for the rules I see.’ Jason echoed back at you as he watched you gape at him with mischievous glint in his eyes. He loved having a one up on you as it provided him with unique facial expressions that only you could convey effortlessly.

You shoved his arm, making him laugh. ‘You’re dating the rule breaker sweetheart, and you came here on your own accord, so you can’t say that I tricked you into coming here like you did the first time I sneaked you out here.’ You couldn’t help but smile at him as all you felt was butterflies and pure electricity when you were nearby Jason, it was a common feeling that you felt within his presence that you never want to be without, especially not now when you’ve got a taste of it.

‘I panicked!’ Jason tried defending himself but that only seemed to make you laugh harder, but instead of being fearful that you’d get caught, Jason only laughed along with you as he brought you into his arms as you both soon chose to direct your attention toward the stars.

‘I still remember how hard you tried to make it up to me afterwards.’ You murmured against his chest as you felt his hand rub up and down your back, making you feel a little sleepy as you had his warmth seep into you like he had draped a warmed blanket across your shoulders. ‘It was cute that I couldn’t find it within myself to stay mad at you after that, not when you looked so genuinely upset that you even did it in the first place.’ You added with an air of fondness as you remembered how hard Jason tried to get back into your good graces.

Jason smiles softly as he remembered as well, kissing the top of your head before resting his head there. ‘I didn’t like the idea that you’d might target me as your next victim of your pranks that you’d pull with Leo and the Stolls.’ He starts, ‘that and I didn’t like the idea of you being mad at me, not after when you’ve treated me with nothing but kindness.’ He finishes as he looks at you, just to see you looking back at him with the sweetest smile he’s ever seen.

‘Do you ever regret dating me?’ You asked softly.

Jason rested his head against your forehand like he did earlier within the day. ‘Never, if anything I knew I was a goner the moment you decided to go against the rules and sit next to me during breakfast, that’s when I knew I’d let you get away with anything if it meant you were doing it for me.’ He finished by giving your nose a brief peck.

You smiled with closed eyes. ‘So you were selfish? You wanted the rule breaker to yourself?’ You joked by Jason tightened his grasp on you as he kissed you on the lips before responding by whispering his answer against your lips;

‘Yeah, something like that.’

[idliketobeatree]

@dont-offend-the-bees okay my darling first of all

AND SECOND OF ALL. i am gobsmacked by your commentary, thank you for taking the time to write these tags despite the cold sickly weather day!! you picked up on so many things i usually only hope people will find, and it feels like the biggest prize that you scored so many!!

(we both agree on charles in the middle supremacy <3)

and the way you described their individual voices!! excuse me! plucked them out of my brain but better! absolutely brills detail cought that you can technically read them as separate and they will make sense, but you feel there's something lacking all the same, waiting on the sidelines, and that only when they're together there is true harmony.

i hope you don't mind me turning this reblog for the director's cut for the poem!!

so here are my scattered thoughts:

starting out, i had to think about how each character would feel about their developed relationship. how it makes their life more rich? what would change about their self-perception? what can they take for themselves?

trying to breach the gap between magical and time-suspended in centuries cat king, and quite young in terms of their afterlife edwin and charles. especially charles.

charles in the middle, because this is an equilateral triangle, not a love corner around edwin; not payneland + ck, not catwin + charles. nothing wrong with those! just not the vibes i wanted

the most challenging part is not even the melding, but balancing between (what i imagine to be) their inner voice and actual poetic phrases. i don't want to feel restrained by their vocabulary, but sometimes finding the sweet middleground means you need to take down a notch of poetics for their voices to be still believable.

charles finding the strength within himself to heal-- with their combined power and support. he always includes himself in the picture. "six arms to form / all the goo inside of me" or "three dimensional beings": he recognises himself as part of the trio and he knows he doesn't have to do this alone

there's a wondrous, analysing part of edwin's brain that's somehow pleasantly surprised by this situation; he can't help but wonder what he'd be missing out on.

this poem is basically a playground. i've shown you four games these kids like to play, and they're bound by rules, but there are about ten more hidden mini-games in there. for example:

hurray! you can pick and pluck the lines from each individual poem to make new meanings! i underlined just four options.

charles' poem makes similar sense, but takes on different personal priorities if you read it from the bottom to the top

AND technically you CAN pair them up, the poems. edwin's and charles' work together well. so do charles' and tck's. it's vital for them to have a dialogue, the partnership wouldn't last otherwise.

edwin's and tck strong connection is implied, but they're on opposite sides for a reason. tck already feels a bit on cloud nine about the whole arrangement and i feel like. charles grounds him? keeps him from seeing god in edwin's eyes, you know?

THE STRUCTURE: a bit silly, but it does looks like charles is reaching out to both of them. i'm emotional about it.

AND ALSO. the closest they ever get during the line "the moment of crowning / clarity on where you stand, double-adored / a chance i never stood", because it's REALLY something that brings them together. you can't argue with that. ghostcat to me only works if all puzzle pieces fall into place, there is clear communication, there is love from all sides, the humbling and mortifying realisation that you can't be loved and protect yourself at the same time-- and in order to do that, you must get uncomfortably close.

i think that's it! thanks for reading to the end, and see you in the next poems <3

dead boy detectives contrapuntal poems — 4 — (1) (2) (3) for @dont-offend-the-bees, @dear-monday and @tw0-ravens <3

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[jung-koook]

I love when his nose is nosing hard 🥹 for @aussiemultifandomblog ♡

[232/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

[hyunpic]

happy birthday @mybodyfails 🩷

[andypantsx3]

OH MY GOODNESS ARE YOU WRITING MORE ABOUT THAT GROGEOUS LITTLE PIECE YOUR WRITE WHERE READER THINKS SHOUTO IS AN OMEGA BUT HES NOT AND THERE IS A SPARK!?!?!?!

Because if so I may pass out I'm so excited. I LOVED that piece, and I just love your writing in general especially when you write Shouto.

So um... will you let me know when you post it? 🥺👉👈

Patchy!!!! You think it's gorgeous?? 🥺👉👈

Yes!! That lil drabble would not let me rest so I'm turning it into a multichapter in which our poor idiot beta reader is subjected to alpha Sho's courting behavior while having no idea what to do with it. Meanwhile Shouto is trying his level best to be a gentleman and resist the urges that come along with courting...

I am thinking probably I will end up posting in November since I will be posting the last 2 chapters of incendiary in the next few weeks, then the Dabert halloween fic sometime mid-to-late October. But don't hold me to that because I also wanna get some work done on something in the water!! But November is likely. :)

[crescenthistory]

heh-the anon who said i js sent my first ask and now this is my second!!!!

ok so....is there anything from the 2K event YOU want to write/expand on? like smt YOU wanna do.....cause this is me telling u to do it <3

i love everything youve written so far and i think you should write smt that you kinda wanna do....if that makes sense....not saying ur not happy abt ALL of the asks-i can tell u love ur readers-but js, smt you want to do yk?

this is SO sweet of you my dearest anon, thank you so so much<33 hahaha it's silly but you make me feel seen, thank you for daring to send asks! proud of you. in general, i want to write more drabbles for the valkyries, but i've also had magical!dealer!remus on my mind lately, so that's what we're going for !

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i will EXPLAIN magical!dealer!remus

carina's 2k celebration

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cw: kind of drugs but it's mostly magical, systemic injustice, wizarding war without casualties

remus who can't get a stable job seemingly anywhere in the wizarding world because he's a registered lycanthrope

despite the fact that he essentially helped save the entire wizarding world with the rest of his friends – most of which were offered honorary positions in the ministry for their efforts

not remus

he was dirt poor, burnt out and pessimistic about life and institutions

james and sirius tried to various extents to help support him financially, but he would not accept it unless he physically had to

he lived with sirius without paying rent but tried his best not to think about it – especially because after the war he couldn't really stand being away from his friends

still:

"i'm not your charity case, prongs, you have a kid to look after"

"i don't want you to use me to pay off your sins sirius"

"i can take care of myself"

i think he would angrily say "fuck this shit" for a while and work in a muggle bookshop in london while

and maybe he would even enjoy the reprieve

but he would quickly feel isolated

in the wizarding world, he feels that he is not fully understood because he's a werewolf, but in the muggle world he has to even hide the fact that he's a wizard

he winds up applying to random jobs in wizarding london again, everything from shopkeeps and waitressing to pharmacies

throughout his life, remus has used a lot of different medications, ranging from potions to muggle medication to various ~herbs for pain relief

and at hogwarts he always made sure he did as well as physically possible to "make up" for being otherwise highly unemployable

he particularly excelled in DADA, potions and herbology, for obvious reasons

at some point when struggling to pay for the super overprized ingredients he need for the next full moon at an official apothecary that had rejected his application weeks prior, i think a bulb would go off in his head

he would more or less run home to sirius and they would have this conversation:

"if i were to start a business, would you sponsor me?"

"i've been trying to shove money down your throat for years moons, you already know this"

"would you be willing to get your money dirty?"

".... go on"

remus pitches this: he opens a "chocolate store" on the outskirts of diagon alley to serve as a front for him dealing various magical and non-magical herbs, potions, medication, drugs. etc.

everything and anything that unconventional wix could need to get through life that's hard to access

whether that be other werewolves, other "half-breeds", those with permanent magical injuries/conditions that the ministry ignores, those with ptsd from the war, etc.

you need to show registrations or prescriptions to get most lycanthropy potions, pain remedies, etc. which makes it hard to get for anyone flying under the radar or too poor for medical documents

not with remus – anyone can come in and ask for anything

thus, a form of dealership

his intentions are 1) be anti-establishment and say f u to the minister 2) supply the people with what they need without the hellish and discriminatory bureaucracy of the ministry

(unless kingsley becomes the minister in this au, in which he would begin working on the problems from the inside while turning a blind eye to remus' endeavors)

i think remus would also have a designated section for helping treat addiction of different sorts

his pitch stretched on for forever but sirius was with him from essentially his first word

"hold up, i need to rope james into this"

james immediately suggests that the front store should be called "moony's delights"

"... i'll think about it"

the front store would serve as a regular chocolate shop to the average bypasser, so there would often be children stopping by getting chocolate

remus would sell regular chocolate – that i imagine marylily help bring to life – to regular customers

but his real services were to the non-regular wix, for which he's got stacks on stacks of alternative chocolates, in addition to his shelves upon shelves of ingredients and potions

i imagine remus fetches most of the ingredients and brews most of the potions himself, utilising all his expertise

for once, he allows his friends to join in because in his mind they're not just helping him but also the greater good

lily becomes his partner who helps with both chocolates and potions

molly prewett/weasley grows some of the herbs lol

sirius and james supply both any legal patents they need to put down to get a shop and then they preemptively set up a team of top notch lawyers for protection

by the time remus gets around to this, one of the best educated lawyers is their dearest order-member emmeline vance who is more than happy to help out

i believe frank longbottom could be her apprentice

the order of the phoenix remained close friends and kept an "it takes a village" mentality to everything, whether that be getting friends back on their feet or raising the little baby phoenixs

(because they fought way too hard to keep this village to not utilise it to its fullest extent)

it takes a while to get the shop up and running efficiently, of course

at first it's something you need to have heard about from a friend, but as it surges in popularity, more and more wix know where they need to go if they need a fix of any kind

within the "underworld" of the wizarding society, i believe word spread the fastest

and perhaps the knowledge that "moony's delights" sold potions and herbs specifically for various "half breeds" may be contained to just this underworld

while more everyday wix know that they can get general pain relief or help chilling the fuck out

there are so many reader insert ideas i have within this au that could be requested

customer!reader would be fun, but so would business partner!reader who is brought in by lily or emmeline and eventually falls in love with remus

in general i think little punk remus lupin would 100% open a semi-secret dealership while the marauders and co protect him

[fangswbenefits]

I am...speechless

That last line actually got me crying...like REAL TEARS

WTH Ruby! 😂😂😂

But holy shit...that was so incredible!

Man...the misunderstanding and Miguel trying to salvage this situation...

Sweet Girl asking so fucking sweetly if she could kiss him, my god....my FUCKING HEART!

And then...then THE SCENE

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

FUCKING KILLED ME ALRIGHT!

I need like a week long vacation, that was such a rollercoaster!

I love your writing so so so much 💖

You deserve all the praise and love coming your way sweetie!!! 💖💖💖

I LOVE ALL OF THIS 👹🩷

Can you blame her? I’d ask to kiss him too…. 😣🩷 all I know is that she deserves that favor returned ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!

[todayisafridaynight]

I hope this isn't weird but earlier I was thinking about how much good artists do in the world, and so many artists don't recognize it. You bring a lot of joy to a lot of people. I've gotten a few commissions from you at this point, and every time I look at them I get so happy because, man, there was someone who took time to create something for me (I know I payed, but still!) Beyond that, I have seen when you draw little doodles just because people inspire you to eith their asks. You practiced your skill and you use it to make others happy and that's so valuable. You contribute a lot to this world just by bringing people's moods up, and I hope you recognize that. You're pretty awesome :)

t thank yuou ,....

[potionpeddlerpatchy]

Congratulations on 600, my pretty wifey! I am here with four fics I love cause a bitch be indecisive. May I please have a Bottle of Diegesis in gold with a scarlet potion? (For Kuroo, if character is needed).

I'm a total home body so my preferred dates would consist of ordering take out or cooking (rarely) and curling up on the couch with a new movie or TV show. Or we'd go to a movie in the park or cemetery or rooftop if we decide to go out. I like dates that don't require a lot of walking because ankle pain is a bitch. Lol so very simple and chill and low key dates.

Fic recs:

1. Suna, sfw

2. Kuroo, sfw, cw: pregnancy, vague

3. Suna, nsfw + sfw, long fic

4. Touya, nsfw + sfw, long fic

Oh Onyx, how blessed I am to not only have your support but to be able to call you a close companion and a wife. I truly cannot thank you enough for all you have done for me - I wish you nothing but kindness to match your kind heart. 💛

Now please, sit and get comfortable. I have a very special brew just for you.🔮

“Tetsurou! Stop it!” you giggled, squirming away from his as your hands tried to block his away from your sides - your skin getting goosebumps over the ticklish sensation brought upon you.

“Stop what? Trying to give you my love?” Kuroo shot back, you could practically hear the pout in his voice “That’s so cruel babe, how could you?”

“Yeah, well you’re making me miss the important parts!” You whined, already moving his hands away from your sides once more; shoulders hugging your ears to preemptively stop him from attacking there as well.

“But I missed you~”

And it was true. He had been gone for two whole weeks to help promote Team Japan across the country, and in press releases, before the championships were about to begin. He was swamped and very much away from you, one of the few things that brought him comfort in times of stress. And, of course, you missed him; he was your favourite person this side of the country. So when he finally came home it was mutually decided that the pair of you would do nothing but cuddle up all weekend.

You had even gathered a bunch of new movies you had both been dying to watch over the past few months; and even held back on watching your new favourtie show so that you could catch up and experience it with him.

But it was clear he had other plans; and though you would normally indulge him, you had been waiting just as long to get a resolution to a cliffhanger that had been bothering you for weeks.

“I know,” you sighed, already leaning back into his warmth - wandering hands be damned -  “But I’ve been waiting to see what happens for forever now! Can’t you just hold off for a few more minutes?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his lips start to trail up your neck, hands pulling your hips to flush your backside against his aching, twitching, cock before one slipped between your thighs, teasingly running up and down your panties before circling your clothes clit.

“You think I wanna wait?” You could feel his smirk as he nibbled on your pulse point “We can always rewatch the episode baby, so come on, lay back and lemme take care of you, yeah?”

A potion for a potion, I hope this pleases you 🔮

[yuutaok]

drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️

JORDIEEEE this is so sweet! Thank you and here is a 🌻 for you too! <3

[rosicheeks]

👀 I stalk you (lovingly)

🤩 I'm a fan of you (the biggest)

💞 I love both your blog and your content (yes! both are beautiful!)

🐦 I'm following you (for a long time)

🐤Were mutuals (hopefully forever)

🕸️We've talked once (a few times. i hope for more. no pressure)

🍻I want to talk to you (only if you are comfortable)

💍I'm in love with you (platonically)

🧲 I'm attracted to you (platonically)

❤️ You deserve happiness (all the happiness!)

🧡I care about you (always My Princess)

💛 I love seeing you on my dash (i smile every time)

💙 I'm concerned about you (i am always rooting for you)

💜You amaze me (every day!)

🤍 I have a crush on you (platonically)

[eynnwwyjth]

IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T GIVE U THIS EARLIER!!!

ANYWAY, SURPRISE!!!!!!

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ILYSM!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR BEING ONE OF THE VERY FIRST PPL TO SUPPORT ME!!!!!!!!!!

SERIM PONDERING IS ME THINKING ABT U!!!!! <3

AND BLOWING A KISS AND MAKING A HEART & EVERYTHING!!!!!!!

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