#and tomorrow is pride sooooo

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nate w reader that has baby fever

Hi anon, this was fun lovey xx

Baby Fever with Nate Jacobs

Slight breeding kink mentioned but not rlly, ditzy reader, Nate being reasonable??

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“Nate”

“No.”

“But Nate—“

“Y/n, please.”

You stare at your now provoked boyfriend, who is frustratingly trying to get through his school work. He’s sat at his desk, his books messily sprawled across the surface of the smooth wood, textbook open and notebook filled with neat handwriting as he burns through each question. By this point, his mind is eagerly fighting to stay focused, but as long as you’re there in his bed beside him, he knows he won’t finish.

“Nate!” You yell again, this time biting your tongue from laughter as you can see his face grow red with tension.

“Y/n, I said no,” he runs his fingers through his hair, feeling like he can’t keep up with neither you or his homework. Defeat wasn’t an easy solution for him.

“But whyyy,” you whine as you turn off your phone and lay on your chest, your legs happily kicking away. Dressed in nothing but Nate’s oversized sweater and some knee high socks, he would be an absolute liar if he didn’t find you so desirably hot in this very moment.

But he also found the strength to maintain his composure with what little self respect he had for himself.

“Because we’re too young to have a fucking baby,” he sighs, stopping himself from raising his voice at you without the further intent of making you feel like you’ve done something wrong.

It doesn’t phase you though.

You roll your eyes, exaggerating the size of them as you huff in annoyance of your boyfriend being extremely noncompliant with your needy request.

In all fairness, it wasn’t your fault.

You were cute. Nate was really fucking cute. Thus, the rash realization that the two of you would definitely make cute babies.

“Okay so not now…,” you speak to him as if you’re trying to trick him. The way your voice trails with giddiness sets him to believe that whatever you’re conspiring isn’t going to be reasonable or ideally realistic.

He stares at you with a blank expression, his eyes don’t flash their usual sparkle and he seems rather unimpressed by how good you are at making him feel irked.

“Sooooo what about tomorrow?”

He slams his textbook down, the noise is loud and almost thunderous as you slightly jolt. Your smile fades as you can see he might actually be upset, but it didn’t make sense.

When the two of you got down to business, he praised you. He acted like he worshiped the very ground you walked on and treated you like a princess. He’d whisper things to you—very private, sentimental statements that made your heart flutter with an overwhelming sense of pride.

And now he was mad at you?

You cross your arms, trying not to let out all the steam burried inside your frustrations as he was quick to apologize.

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he groaned, rubbing his forehead as he took a seat next to you. He ran his fingers down your bare thigh, the smooth motion of his hands were enough to make you feel relaxed again, but he wasn’t off the hook.

“If you’re so sorry, why can’t you give me a baby…” you pout, tossing him a big frown that almost made him feel sorry for you.

He doesn’t know how to explain it, it seems you’re too cooped up in your own little fantasy world where having baby isn’t unrealistic and wouldn’t be a huge deal.

“Y/n,” he carefully plays with your hair, pushing a loose strand behind your ear to see the full extent of your face on display, however, you didn’t seem happy. “We’re in high school, how are we going to juggle having a baby?”

“Ugh,” you push him away, playfully of course, “don’t give me that talk, Nate.”

He shrugs his shoulders, letting his mind trail to the possibilities of getting you pregnant. and in all honesty, it didn’t seem too bad. He always wanted a child, but the timing and the moment just didn’t match up with that idea.

It would cause havoc, with both your family and his. He had no doubt about that as he could hear his fathers aggravating voice shout in his head, telling him how much of an awful father he would turn out to be. That alone was offputting.

“Don’t you wanna cum in me?”

And there you were, edging him with that soft voice of yours that knew how to get him riled up with heat. You bat your eyelashes, titling your head with a devious grin.

“Fill me up with your baby? I know you want to….Nate.” The words roll off your toungue as he fails to keep himself from melting away. He wants nothing more than to make you his—but would he ruin his life just to give you something that you want?

That would be something the two of you would find out—in a few months time.

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The Other Side of Tomorrow - Part 1

Summary: Your boss takes a sudden interest in you at the news of your impending divorce. He’s just being nice though right?

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Warnings: talk of divorce, Lloyd being…Lloyd.

A/N: sooooo this happened. I’m pretty sure that I’m kind of in love with how this is going so far. 😈 please leave allll the feedback and reblogs are most welcome!

You stared at the piece of paper in front of you, not really listening to the conversations happening around you. This wasn’t the place to be doing this. Unfortunately, you had to get this back to your lawyer ASAP. So, here you were in the middle of the lunch room, signing your divorce and custody agreements.

People were bustling around you, laughing, gossiping. Unbothered by the solemn task you had in front of you. There was nothing to read through. You had talked this to death with your lawyer. And his lawyer. And your mother. God that had been a painful conversation. So why were you hesitating? Why couldn’t you just sign and be done with it?

You were so absorbed in your own head that you didn’t even notice when the atmosphere in the lunchroom changed. The others quietly whispering, rather than the loud conversations from before. You felt someone nudge your shoulder before they spoke, “What’s that?” Fuck. Not only had someone noticed you sitting in the middle of the lunchroom staring at your divorce papers, but it was also the CEO of the company. Lloyd Hansen.

You fumbled with the papers, signing them quickly and hiding them in the red folio the lawyer had given them to you in. “N-nothing Mr. Hansen. Just some paperwork I have to get to my lawyer.” To say you were mortified was an understatement. He clucked his tongue and held his hand out. When you just stared at it with a bewildered expression on your face he motioned toward the folio and snapped his fingers impatiently. When you still didn’t move he grabbed the folio from your hand huffing as he opened it.

“Sir that’s, it’s private. Please, give it back.” Tears had gathered in your eyes. Throughout the separation you had prided yourself on keeping up appearances at work. In fact, other than your immediate family and best friend no one knew about your separation and now divorce. No one at the office had even suspected anything, or so you thought.

Lloyd hummed as he looked through the papers quickly, his eyebrow quirked, and you knew he was up to something. Working for Hansen Government Services was great in terms of benefits and hours, but it was the worst to work for Lloyd. The man was all about appearances. From his perfectly kept hair to his shined shoes. The only thing that seemed out of place was the mustache on his clean kept face, but even that was neatly trimmed and maintained. Lloyd seemed to thrive on making everyone around him feel small. You were lucky that you were so low on the totem pole that he had never noticed you before.

To say the man was intimidating was an understatement. Lloyd’s face was blank as he handed you back the folio. You winced as you waited for him to make some joke at your expense. But it never came. The look he gave you as his hand brushed yours confused you. So much so that you didn’t even notice as his thumb stroked against the back of your hand. It hit you all at once. Pity. Lloyd Hansen pitied you. That was a new low.

“I’m sorry Mr. Hansen, I’ll go back to work now.” You sniffed and hung your head as you left the lunch room. You could hear the other staff members whispering. Fuck, this is not what you needed today.

Before you could make it to the door you heard Mr. Hansen call your name. You wiped at your eyes quickly before you turned. “Yes sir?”

“I need to see you in my office. Fifteen minutes.” With that he called one of your colleagues a douche and strutted out of the lunch room.

As soon as he was gone the murmurs began again. The lunchroom suddenly filled with sound from every one still in there. You could feel their eyes on you. Probably judging you. You glared at the few that dared look at you then stomped out of the lunchroom to your desk. Deciding you should check your appearance before your impromptu meeting with Mr. Hansen.

You rushed into the ladies room and saw a couple of the girls from your department. Nothing new. They still hated you. God you hated this place. Not one person was nice, everyone was out to step on each other. Meanwhile you just wanted to do your job, get your pay check and go home. You fixed your makeup in the mirror realizing there wasn’t much you could do about the red rimming your eyes. It would have to do.

You could feel the dread bubbling up in you as you walked to his office. Could feel the eyes of your coworkers as you got closer. Checking your watch you saw you were right on time. You raised your hand and knocked on Lloyd’s door and waited for his answering “Come in” before entering.

He gestured for you to enter and you snapped the door shut behind you. You’d never been in his office before. You liked keeping to yourself. Keeping your head down. Now you had drawn the attention of a shark, and you were terrified.

“Sit.” It wasn’t a request. It was a demand. His eyes never left the computer screen on his desk. You tip toed to the nearest chair and stiffly sat down. It was the most uncomfortable and ugly chair you had ever sat in. But you weren’t about to tell Mr. Hansen that.

“I’m sorry for what happened in the lunchroom sir. I can assure you it won’t happen again.” You looked down at your hands clasped on your lap. Hopefully that was all he called you in for and he would let you leave so you could wallow in your workday.

“Huh?” He still hadn’t looked at you, and it seemed like he wasn’t even paying attention to you. Why were you even here?

“Uh, I can go sir if you’re busy.” At that his eyes snapped over to you. You could feel him take in your appearance from head to toe. It was like he was undressing you.

“You Sourpuss, aren’t going anywhere.” You flinched at the nickname, but didn’t comment. As you raised your eyes to his you saw that look on his face again, only switching to mirth quickly at your flinch. Pity again. How you hated the way people who knew looked at you now. It was almost enough to make you lose your cool. But you choked down your ire and sat looking at Lloyd.

“Is there a reason you wanted to see me, Sir?” Luckily your tone came out inquisitive, rather than accusatory. You knew why Lloyd normally brought women into his office. He wasn’t shy about it.

Usually they were screaming so loud you could hear them at your desk at the other side of the office, with noise canceling headphones on. They usually quit or were fired within days of being ‘called into Mr. Hansen’s office.’ You never thought you would be ever receiving attention from Mr. Hansen.

“Excellent question: Why. Did. I. Call. You. In. Here.” His eyes were dancing with mirth now, the blue more green as his enjoyment of your misery increased. You sat shocked for a moment before you realized he was actually asking you.

“Umm, I’m really not sure Sir. I-I know you saw my divorce papers and um, and you know, all that. And again I’m sorry for bringing that into the office. My lawyer said I had to get them back before 5, and they’re all the way across town so...” Oh god there was the word vomit. Why were you like this?

Lloyd snorted eyes darting back to his computer screen momentarily as he held a finger up towards you. The longer you sat here the more you hated this man. At the rate he was going you’d wind up working late to make up for this “meeting” of his.

He sighed as he turned back to you after typing out something quickly on his computer. “Fine, take all the fun out of it, why don’t you.” He rested his elbows on his desk, tenting his fingers in front of his face. He was assessing you. “You are the data analyst who is most useful to me right now.” He paused, likely to let you soak in his praise, what an ass. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat and opened your mouth to respond, before he held his finger up to you again. “You had your chance Sourpuss, now it's mine.” You flinched again at the nickname, his eyes were sparkling now. “We are being sent on an OP in Oslo. I’m going to need someone on site to mine the data. I want it to be you. Think you can get your brat squared away long enough to get our jobs done?”

To say you were shocked was an understatement. Mr. Hansen wanted you to go on an OP? Thinking quickly on your feet, you knew this was an opportunity you couldn’t pass up. “I-um-Of course Mr. Hansen. I will just need to know the date of departure and how long we’re expected to be out of the country. But, um, Sir, I’ve uh, I’ve never done field work before. I’ve only ever been remote from head office.”

Lloyd snorted at your eager reply, “Obviously, Sourpuss. I’ll have my assistant send you over the details after our meeting is over. Now what do we say?” He was smirking as he asked his question. With the look on his face you knew the wrong answer would land you in a heap of trouble.

You twisted your fingers and kept your eyes on your lap, “Th-Thank you sir. This is an amazing opportunity, and I really appreciate it. Can I let you know for sure tomorrow once I’ve had time to talk to my hus- I mean ex-husband?”

Lloyd hummed at your response. “Not quite what I was going for Sourpuss, but it’ll do for now.” You dared to glance up at his expression. You weren’t quite sure what to make of it, of him. This was the most conversation you had had with the man since working for him for 6 years.

As you got up to leave his office he slid a card across his desk towards you. “Before you send those papers to your lawyer, give him a call. Tell him I sent you. He’ll get you a better deal, I promise.” Lloyd winked at you before returning to his computer.

You took it as the dismissal it was, and promptly left his office. You were shaken by the bizarre meeting with your boss. You knew the man was awful, you didn’t realize he was unhinged as well. When you got back to your desk you finally looked at the card in your hand. Andrew Barber. It couldn’t hurt to call right?

Glancing around to make sure everyone either had their earbuds or headphones on you quickly dialed the number. “Barber, Grant and Mills, how can I help you?”

Oh god she was just as perky as the blonde that worked at your lawyers office. “Hi uh yes, my boss um Lloyd Hansen gave me Mr. Barbers card and said that he could help me with my uh…my divorce and custody papers. Is there any chance I could speak with him today?”

You hated what the divorce had done to you. You never used to be like this, stuttering, sad, pathetic. You always took charge and were the go-to person in the office and at home. Now, you could barely answer the phone without becoming a stumbling mess.

“Hmmm well Mr. Barber has a pretty packed schedule today, let me put you on a quick hold, okay gun?” Ew did she just call you hun? You had to pull yourself together. This was no way to carry on.

Just as you were debating hanging up the phone a deep baritone picked up on the other side. “Andy Barber speaking.”

You couldn’t believe it, your mouth opened and closed a few times before you were able to get words out. “Mr Barber! Thank you so much for taking my call, I apologize for requesting a call so urgently, but I uh, well I just heard about you today.”

There was a chuckle on the other end of the line, “Please, call me Andy. Now let’s start from the beginning, I know Lloyd gave you my number. Why don’t you start with your name?”

You could slap yourself, actually you did slap yourself. You quickly gave your name. “I’m sorry Mr.” At his hum you quickly changed to his first name, “Andy. I’m sorry, this whole divorce has just taken a toll on me.”

“It’s not uncommon for that to happen. Lloyd said you have divorce and custody agreements from your lawyer that you need to sign today?” You gave a quick yes. “It’s tight but email me over the agreements, and I’ll have a quick look. If there’s anything I can do, I’ll call you back right away.”

Shocked. That was the only word for it. “Thank you so much Andy, I’m sending everything over now!” You heard his light chuckle at your excitement. “I hate to ask after you’ve made this amazing offer, but could you give me an estimate for how much this would cost all together? Don’t worry I can pay for this consultation, just want to know if I’m eating sandwiches or ramen this week.” You laughed at your own joke and Andy laughed through the phone.

“Not to worry, I’m on retainer with Lloyd and I owe him a favour.”

Wait, what? Just more weird on top of an already bizarre day.

“Thank you, Andy. Truly. You should be receiving the documents in the next 10 minutes.” You walked over to the copy room as you wrapped up the call with Andy. He seemed pleasant for a lawyer, at least more pleasant than your own lawyer.

“No worries at all, I’ll call you soon.” With that the line went dead. You quickly scanned both agreements, and emailed them to yourself. You forwarded the email to your personal email in case Andy decided to hit reply instead of calling. You carefully copied Andy’s email into the to: field and hit send before you could second guess yourself.

As you heard the swoosh of the email sent you felt a new lightness to yourself. Like a weight you didn’t know you’d been carrying was, maybe not lifted but definitely lighter.

You quickly jumped back into your current assignment, not wanting to mess up when Mr. Hansen had been so weirdly kind in one day. You were so absorbed in your data tracking that you almost didn’t notice as your cell phone started vibrating. Recognizing the number as Andy’s you immediately picked up.

“Andy, I didn’t expect you to call right away. Thank you for calling me back so quickly.” You’re definitely gushing, so not cute.

He chuckled before responding, “It's not a problem at all. I took a look at the paperwork, and I’m not gonna sugar coat it, he’s trying to pull one over on you. If you’re okay with it, I’m going to respond today with new demands. I know this has been a drawn out process for you so I’ll make it as quick and easy as I can.”

Were you shocked that your ex was trying to get away with something in the divorce? Not entirely, but did you really want to fight him anymore? That you weren’t sure of.

“Andy, that all sounds good, but I don’t know. It’s taken us so long to get to this point. I just want it to be over.” You could feel the tears and exhaustion coming. The same way you always felt when you got a call from your lawyer. You looked up to see if there was a place for some privacy, deciding the stairwell was your best option you farted over as quickly as you could.

“What if I can guarantee to have him sign by the end of the day tomorrow?” Andy’s response shocked you.

“How is that possible? I’m sure you’re good, but I don’t think you’ve met my ex.” You started to wring your hands as you paced along the edge of the stairwell.

“You leave that to me, I promise we’ll get you sorted. I’m emailing you the revised ask for both custody and the divorce now, as soon as you approve I will contact his lawyer.” Andy’s tone was all business. Your phone pinged with the arrival of the new email and your eyes widened as you took in the lists. Everything was exactly what you had initially asked for with your last lawyer who told you it would never happen after one meeting with your ex.

Before you could stop yourself you were responding to Andy. “Yes, please. If you can get me all of this, you’ll be my new hero.” Your tone was flat, but Andy still chuckled at your words.

“Alright, you sit tight and I’ll call you tomorrow with an update. If all goes to plan I’ll have the papers couriered to your office to sign. Take care.”

You nearly skipped on your way to the break room deciding to reward yourself with some coffee and a day old donut. What you didn’t expect was to find Lloyd there.

“Mr. Hansen! Thank you! Andy thinks he can get me everything my last lawyer said wasn’t possible. I can’t believe it! Thank you so much for this you have no idea how much I appreciate it.” Normally you’d hug someone who had done you a favour like this. There was no way you were going to hug your boss.

He grinned like a Cheshire Cat. “No problem at all Sourpuss. You come in here looking for a pick me up after the good news? I can help with that.” He winked.

Was Lloyd hitting on you? There was no way. “Just coffee and something sweet sir.” You averted your gaze as you grabbed the carafe and filled one of the company mugs. You fixed it quickly and turned to find Lloyd right in your personal space.

“Check your email for the assignment info. If you’re still good I’ll need a response by tomorrow, no later. You got it Sourpuss?” He reached up and tucked your hair behind your ear.

Now that you were closer, you realized how good looking he truly was. When he wasn’t making fun of someone or being an ass in general. He had sharp features, but they didn’t seem harsh. Now that you were closer you also noticed that his mustache almost suited him, almost.

“Yes, sir of course.” He nodded at your response and it was only then that you noticed his hand was still in your hair. It seemed to occur to him at the same time as he quickly yanked his hand back, with a shocked look on his face. He did a quick about face and was marching off towards his office.

You shrugged off the weirdness and celebrated your tiny victory with a coffee and a well earned day old donut while you finished up your work for the day.

[mrprettywhenhecries]

just finished Marmalade and lemme say, i am SHOOK.

spoilery rambling under the cut

I'd guessed the first major twist and I half guessed the second. Gunna sound a little boastful, but I rather pride myself on my observational and speculative prowess. My mum always gets mad when I guess the murderer before her in any mystery.

The storytelling in this movie was sooooo good. Love me an unreliable narrator.

Baron is SO precious. I wanted to give him the world. And his accent? So adorable. But also meticulously planned to add to Baron's character, to make him seem lovable and simple.

And oh lord, Joe Keery made that wig look good, but when he cut his hair at the end. Hoo boy, sex on legs. I need some gifs. May have to make them myself.

Cannot stand Marmalade (the character). So glad she wasn't actually real. LOL

Though every time she was writhing around on top of him, I wanted that to be me.

Loved how all the details of his story ended up coming into play, just not how you expected.

EDA LAMRAM ⟶ MARMAL ADE. So clever.

Otis made me laugh out loud so many times.

Before the second twist was revealed, I wanted so badly for the FBI to catch Marmalade and for Baron to realize what a scheming bitch she was and drop her ass. Like seriously, the whole time I was like, babe! she's using you!

The ending was SO fucking perfect. I'm glad Baron got away with it all, got the medicine for his mum, his foster dad and the pharmaceutical company got fucked over, and the TICKET HE LEFT FOR HUXLEY AAAAAA MY HEART!!

Now I just need to know what Baron's real name is. Gunna make writing any fic hard... unless I just make up a name for him? hmmm, I'll have to think on it.

All in all, I cannot recommend this film enough. Gunna rewatch it again tomorrow to search for more easter eggs and foreshadowing.

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Hiiiii there love! I finally have some time (and SO MANY things to say)!

How are you? I hope your weekend is going well and you’re having a lovely time💖

About fics:

I’m reading “come my love again” and I’m sooooooo into it!!! As I already mentioned to you…it started a bit slow (but maybe it’s because I have zero patience and want to see them in every chapter😂). Sooooo I didn’t really care that much of Harry/Charlotte relationship? I was like ok but…where’s Louis? 😂

We started to talk about Louis/Harry relationship a bit far into the novel and it felt a bit odd that they fell in love so instantly when we didn’t have the opportunity to discover their previous friendship, does it make any sense?

I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy the journey but maybe I would have liked to see more of their friendship before the realisation that maybe they could be in love! (Even if…the realisation had me like: YES YOU TWO IDIOT! YOU OBVIOUSLY LOVE EACH OTHER GO ON AND KISS YOU FOOL!)

Anyway. Sorry for my enthusiasm 😂 - Mr. Grimshaw’s character reminds me of Mr. Wickham in pride & prejudice 😂 (don’t if you ever read it?) BUT of course, it’s just a feeling for the way he’s presented, so fascinating and handsome😏 SO NO SPOILERS AT ALL😎 (if anyone will ever read this😂)

Then let’s see…can we talk about THE TENSION IN THE ROOM WHEN THEY TOUCH THEIR BARE HANDS AT THE BALL LIKE I FEEL I WAS READING SMUT AND THEY WERE ONLY TOUCHING HANDS!!! And don’t even let me start with the first kisses? Like…I was sweating for the PASSION! (I won’t say more, I’m trying to calm down a bit😂)

There was a scene of Louis swimming in the lake, don’t know if you remember it? It reminded me so much of the scene from BBC’s Pride & prejudice with Colin Firth, as Mr. Darcy! (That had me like:🤤)

Another think I didn’t liked that much (that absolutely is no author’s fault but just my taste and absolutely did not ruined the fic at all!) was the change of tone talking about sex/sexual thoughts (for example in the the wet dream). It feels like there is a change of style?…like passing from something elegant and timeless to something a bit…let’s say *rough*. Okay, I appreciate they think about how they want to fuck each other but…we’re still in a Jane Austen novel, they literally fuck each other by holding hands!!! (Maybe I just didn’t expect that from a fic based on a tone like this, because I was too much into the “OH MY GOD THEY TOUCHED HANDS THEY’RE GONNA HAVE BABIES BECAUSE OF THIS😂)<- and this is a huge compliment to the author because it transported me into Jane Austen’s world so well that I didn’t see it coming!

So. I think for now it’s “just” this. I’m gonna read more tonight/tomorrow and I really am eager to finish and see them happy (I love happy endings so much🥹)

About the “rose of Whitechapel” you’re making me very very curious and I think it could be the next reading, why not? I read the tags and they’re okay, thank you so much for your worry💖

I’m curious to know your thought too! About what you’re reading at the moment? If you feel like you want to share, of course!

It’s everything for today, sorry if this was long!😂

Sending you a lot of hugs and positive vibes! All the love 💖🌈🤍✨🌸

Hi there, love!💕✨ How are youuuu? Sorry it's taken me a few days to answer - it's been a hectic beginning of the week hahaha hope you've been doing alright!🥰

About fics!💗 Oh myyyyy, so glad to read in your other message that you've finished 'Come My Love Again'! Wow, you've read it really faaaaast!🥰💕 So glad to know you've liked it and enjoy the reading - I totally get what you mean about the pacing being a bit slow at first, but it definitely picks up later in the fic, and it's soooo worth it, IMO! But yeah, at the beginning there's not as much of Louis as we generally like, right?👀💕✨ But when he appears it's like YAAAAAAY! Aaah and I totally see what you mean by how you would've liked to see more of Louis/Harry relationship in terms of friendship beforehand - I think that in the fic it's more left to the imagination hahaha and OH MYYYY I don't remember a lot of details about the fic (since I read it a long time ago!) but I remember the "touching hands" moment as being a HUGE highlight hahaha so INTENSE AND LOVELYYYYYYY, I was reading like "YESSSSSSSSS, THIS IS HAPPENING!" 😱💕✨

Oh, and I totally get what you mean with the sexual thing and how you were saying it was not exactly up to your personal taste - Jane Austen definitely wouldn't have dared being so explicit😂😂 But I must say that, past the initial surprise, I enjoyed it! it was a little treat to end the whole thing with hahaha but very surprising, definitely!

Can't wait to hear more about your thoughts about the last few chapters, if you want!🥰💕

And about "The Rose Of Whitechapel" 💗💗- oh yay, let me know if you end up starting it, it's definitely one of my all-time favourites, and one of the few new reads that I've loved recently!!! The environment, the story, the characterisation... everything was right down my alley, so I can never recommend it enough!🥰💕 I'm now starting my re-read of it as well hahaha always such a joy to get back to that universe!!!

Hope you're having a lovely day, and sending you all the good vibes! Big huuug!🥰💕✨🌈🌹

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When I wake up tomorrow at ass o clock am I hope I do not feel shame at having drunk anything at all but rather pride in that I stopped at 14 - a whole damn lot in the grand scheme of things but remember I’m a big boy who gets drunk every day - and not keeping on going not even a drink or two over……….. I am the picture of moderation and rest assured it is ONLY because I want macaronian cheese SO FUCKING BAD…….. I am making my creamy truffle flavored cheddar and shells and it will taste SOOOOO GOOD trust me. SO good. My god. Holy shit. God I wish dalinar had cheese so he could have mac and cheese so he could say this

[sarandipitywrites]

NaNo update 11/29 (a big one!)

didn't write a whole lot today, because on one of my breaks i tripped and fell down a motionless in white youtube rabbithole (i regret nothing)

B U T.

i broke 50k words on The Art of Empty Space today! *streamers and fanfare* i still plan on writing/posting tomorrow (because why not?), but after that AES will be on pause for a little bit while i finish the second draft of Dead Roots, Dark Water and grapple with the Total Fucking Plot Overhaul that my brain sprung on me yesterday. so there probably will not be any updates to AES until… january? at the earliest? but updates there will be (because i'm actually really excited about this idea and think it will make AES sooooo much better)

so thanks for listening to me ramble; here's almost everything i wrote today as payment:

Lienzo tried to wait. He tried, but every moment of stillness scraped against his nerves like a whetstone, honed them to a razor's edge that ripped through skin and bone, leaving only tattered wounds behind.

He scurried through the chamber, plucking up all remnants of Baz's cooled rage — a splintered hunk of furniture, a gutted pillow — and piled them in the sitting area by the door. Baz could fix it. He'd fixed Lienzo's nose, his red coat, the hollow in his chest that told other people how to trust and be trusted.

Baz could fix anything.

Lienzo accosted Baz at the door, snatched the gauze and tweezers and ointment from his hands and ushered him into the bathroom to wash off the worst of the blood and the dust. As the water ran, Lienzo dragged a small table to the fireplace and set up their miniature clinic.

Baz had hurt himself over Lienzo then, too.

Even seated, he couldn't be still; his knee kept bouncing, his hands kept tugging at his braids until his scalp ached. When Baz took his seat across from Lienzo, he couldn't look up. He just grabbed blindly for the roll of gauze and Baz's hand. He had to fix what he'd done, only he couldn't fix it, because he'd—

Baz's hand twisted. Strong, black-tipped fingers intertwined with his.

The firelight flickered in Baz's eyes, dark and hypnotic. Beads of water glistened, trapped in the fine curls at his hairline. He pointed down at his letterboard, unrolled on the table between them. At one of the words lining the edge. "Stop."

"But... but I have to—"

Baz shook his head. He pointed at Lienzo. "G-u-i-l-t. Stop."

His teeth sank into his lip. Why? Why should he stop? He was guilty. If he had been calmer, if he'd been better prepared, if he could put aside his stupid, rotted pride for one godsforsaken moment, none of this would have happened. None of it.

"You. No. Control. Me." He gave a crooked smile, a single fang glinting in the firelight. He tapped his own temple, gestured at the fire. "Remember?"

"...And then you need to run into a blizzard to put it out." Because their bodies didn't always obey them. Because when Lienzo was overwhelmed, he flung his words like knives at everyone around him; when Baz was overwhelmed, the fire in his brain scorched him from the inside out.

Baz's grip on his hand loosened; he allowed Lienzo to turn his hand over, to start to wrap the gauze around his knuckles. "Sorry." He tapped the word three times, claw clacking on the table.

"If I'm not allowed to apologize, you're not, either."

A snort. Baz tapped at the bare skin of Lienzo's left wrist. "Mother."

Lienzo's hands froze. The bangle had belonged to Baz's mother? Or it was made from...? "How old were you?"

"Thirteen. Illness."

Lienzo should have wished her ashes safe return. Would have, had he not sold them for a couple bottles of medication. "Baz, I—"

"Stop. No sorry."

He swallowed around the dryness of his throat and nodded. He couldn't look Baz in the eye; he tied off the gauze instead.

"Maza. Sick?"

Lienzo huffed a laugh. It sounded hollow, even to him. "They're always sick. You'd think I'd be used to it, by now." But he wasn't. He never grew used to anything, no matter how hard he tried.

"Other parent?"

"Who knows where he is." He scowled and grabbed the tweezers from the table, began pulling the splinters from beneath Baz's nails. "We don't need him. Never have."

For a moment, Baz said nothing. He drummed his nails beside the letterboard, lip between his teeth. "Sorry," he finally said. "No believe you. Before. Angry. Sorry."

"Yeah. I noticed." On closer inspection, Baz's nails weren't claws like a cat or an ostrix had — they seemed to be part of his fingertips, hard and sharpened into blackened points. "But you don't need to be sorry. I don't think I would've believed me, either."

"Would have done same. If my mother."

Lienzo's throat closed. "You're not...?"

"Upset? Yes." He withdrew his hand, replaced it with the other. Lienzo began wrapping it in gauze. "But understand. Both." He took a corner of his cloak in hand, worried it between his fingers. The gauze was wrapped and tied before he returned to his letterboard. "Forgiven."

"...Thanks. I forgive you, too." This wouldn't happen again; they wouldn't let it. He would shield Baz from the whole world if he had to, if it would keep the fire in his brain from consuming him. Baz would do the same for him. He knew it.

He pulled the last splinter and set the tweezers down. Outside, the rain had slowed to a steady drizzle; sunset streaked through the window, sharpened by the prism of each droplet. Gravity pulled at his muslces, reminded him of the long ride. He rose from the chair, joints groaning. "I guess I should—"

"Stay." Baz looked up at him. His pupils eclipsed his irises into copper halos. "Please."

He shouldn't. He couldn't. Baz didn't mean— "Okay."

Lienzo cursed his tongue as he exchanged his road-worn clothes and binder for an oversized shirt pilfered from Baz's closet. He cursed it as he slipped between soft sheets, nestled into the mound of blankets. He cursed it until Baz's hand brushed his waist, lingered there in a question.

He grabbed Baz's arm and drew it over himself like a blanket.

His mind was quiet. For the first time since the blizzard, his mind was quiet.

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[eddeearts]

Working on an art of my boi. He’s vary gay and super supportive of other queers so it’s also a pride art!

So far I have some color palettes done, and have a few refs for the pose . . . That’s about it tho

I’m not looking forward to doing human anatomy sooooo I’m probably gonna actually start drawing tomorrow

[soffies]

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Favorite color: uhhh idk. I'm kinda less repulsed by pink now, I love black. Hunter green and lavender and other light shades of violet are sooooo appealing to me rn (although not together, always paired with black lol)

Last song: Everyday by Buddy Holly (yep, seems too on the nose seeing the name of the one who tagged me lol)

Last movie: pride and prejudice (2005) the 1863rd rewatch, probably. I'm not one to watch too many movies. But last time I went to the cinema I watched Barbie.

Currently watching: last episode of Crash Landing on You. I'm scared.

Other stuff I watched this year: Uh... I started watching lots of K-dramas this year and a Chinese one. Business Proposal, See You on my 19th Life, Love Alarm, the King's Affection, King the Land, Doom at your Service, it's okay not to be okay. Other shows: Selling Sunset, Heartstopper, Maid, Dear Child, H2O (rewatch), Good Omens (of course!!!!! See: last song), un Cuento Perfecto, Las Villamizar, Mamá de alquiler and so many more I'm sure I'm forgetting

Shows I dropped/ didn't finish: Oh my Venus, the Witcher (I'm going to pick it up again tho, I just wasn't in the right mindset to enjoy it), Outlander, sex education, young lady and gentleman, daughter from another mother, nobody's looking, DC's Legends of Tomorrow, Love is Blind, Downton Abbey (got scared that I was watching it way too fast and dropped it bc I wasnt going to be okay after finishing it, that's what I did with Merlin too)

Currently reading: Under the Never Sky by Veronica Rossi (rereading, actually)

Currently listening to (sneaky adittional question!): uh... nothing? I was listening to music but my cat started meowing because he doesn't like noise from my phone :) and I don't want to look for my earphones

Currently working on: homework lol (exciting stuff —not really). Dropped so many fics lol

Current obsesion: I'm empty rn.. which is rare. My latest obsession was crazy ex girlfriend (a show, not a person)

No pressure tags: @el-moscorrofio-y-el-mercachifle @finleycannotdraw @nightcat2609

[amakumos]

jake driving in a fast car = jake driving me crazy 😵‍💫

THE LECLERC GENES ARE INSANE ACTUALLY like wdym they’re both talented racers and incredibly handsome 😫

aw 😭 i dont know much ab lando but from what i’ve heard abt him he does sound like an absolute cutie and isnt he british? NATIONAL PRIDE YEAHH 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧☕️☕️☕️

OHHH i didnt realise the actual race was on sunday 😭 good timing for me tho i cant wait to tune in 🤭 and YESSS i cant wait for barbie my sister’s seen it w her friends and she said she cried and shes like wayyy less emotional than me so im scared im gonna BAWL 😭 i will let u know my thoughts after ofc but im sure ill love it 🤞

EXACTLYYYY

and Lando is a cutie. i love him he is just Sooooo🧡🧡. he singlehandedly turned orange (my least favourite colour) into a favourite. and YES HES BRITISH🙏🙏🙏

AND YES LMK UR THOUGHTS ON BARBIE 😍😍i might watch it again tomorrow

[frankiegirl]

Happy Pride Monthhhh! What’s your pronouns and sexuality?:3 Are you going to be going to any pride events this year?

hey thereeee!!!! thank you!!!! Happy pride right back at you!!!! I’d say I’m pansexual but when asked I’m more likely to just say queer. It encompasses more and I like the way it sounds better. It’s a label, but less of one you know?

My pronouns are officially she/her but honestly I’ve been throwing about fae/faer in my mind for a while and I really like the way it feels and sounds. Gender is fake. I just kind of feel like I’m too old to use neos and that’s such a toxic mentality !!! But I’m prone to second guessing myself and I don’t wanna make things harder for anyone else ever 😬😬

I don’t think I’m gonna make it to any pride things this year sadly! There’s an event tomorrow locally but I’ve been really tired and kind of sick from the sudden heat we’ve been having sooooo idk if finding myself downtown would be a good idea. Hate my body 100% of the time. But I’m hopeful there might be a drag performance or two I can get myself to.

I hope you have an amazing amazing month my friend!!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈

[rrxnjun]

OH MAN THATS JUST... but the fact that taking the the bus is slower AND u had to pay for it just smh i hope at least the company was good!!:o

U ARE JUST TOO NICE FOR SAYING THAT;-;💕💞wahhh i hope u get used to again!!!!!!💕💖

I WILL POSSIBLY LEAVE A REVIEW TOMORROW CUZ I HOPE I WILL FINALLY HAVE TIME TO READ IT!! SO EXCITED FOR IT!!! ahhh their songs are amazing so i'm not surprised u are inspired from them (and also like amazing songs inspiring amazing fics is just🤌🤌) THE YANGYANG BAND FIC WAS I THINK WHAT I READ FROM U AFTER FINDING LIEBESTRAUM AND WHEN I TELL U U BROUGHT BACK MY PARAMORE OBSESSION JUST CUZ OF THE TITLE!! ALSO VERY MUCH LOVED THAT FIC!! LIKE I STILL THINK OF IT A LOT AND I READ IT LIKE TWICE ALREADY🫣

and idk if u mean like genres or artists but other than k-pop i tend to listen to what's popular tbh💀(more so indie pop and hyper pop! but i'm just not very picky with the music i listen to tbh😟) and if u meant artist, rn i listen to a lot of lovejoy (WHICH I KNOW U LISTEN TO! UR KNEE DEEP AT ATP FIC WAS🤌🤌🤌and i was so surprised u know them tbh and also knowing wilbur soot in general i never expected seeing them in like "k-pop grounds" xd) beabadoobee, gracie abrams, aespa, the boyz, ericdoa and some hungarian artists!!! and i also feel like this is the time to mention the just saying fic as well cuz 5sos is🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌 like ur music taste just slaps tbh it's just sooooo good!!! and if u have any artist recommendations i would gladly accept them🫡(liebestraum anon💕)

THATS THE THING THE COMPANY WASNT EVEN GOOD BC MY CLASSMATES SUCK AT KEEPING UP W CONVERSATIONS EVEN MORE THAN ME IT WAS LEGIT A COMPLETELY SILENT JOURNEY TO UNI. I COULDVE WALKED AND LISTENED TO MY MUSIC INSTEAD THAT WOULDVE BEEN SO MUCH MORE ENJOYABLE

AAA definitely do leave a review even tho theres no pressure !!!! hope u like the fic 🤭💕💕

i love getting inspired by songs!!! thats why i usually have a playlist for each fic i write hhh its a part of my creative process at all times 🥰 AAA THE YANGYANG FIC IS ONE OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITES BECAUSE OF THE SONGS THAT INSPIRED IT. i fucking loooove paramore i grew up to their music 💕 but the fact that the whole fic was inspired by awsten and the fact that he used to be a guitar teacher is so funny to me sometimes i cant 😭

NO WAY U LIKE LOVEJOY WHAT ((the second to last scene in the yy fic was literally inspired by perfume and the "its 3:45 the taxi's not arrived i dont think that he's coming" line 😭😭) MY BIO IS LITERALLY A PERFUME LYRIC i love that song sm i dont think im ever changing it. tbf i was never into mc youtube and i just found a random wilbur edit on tiktok one day which led me to watching some of his and tommy's vlogs which led me to lovejoy AHAHA.

i do love aespa too🤭 i think nct and aespa are the only kpop artists i actively stan rn HAHA but i always wanted to check out beabadobee so maybe this is my sign 👀

U LIKE 5SOS TOO IM IN LOVE W YOU 😻 ive been a 5sos stan for like 8 years now and i wanted to write a fic inspired by just saying since like 2015 so im glad i finally got to it last year 😭😭 thank u for complimenting my music taste i take big pride in it actually😭😭😭😭 i dont really have many recs since u like most of my fav artists,, but i also really enjoy wallows, chase atlantic and the driver era too! i am also currently fighting with hyuck for the position of baekhyun's biggest fan but im severely losing 😔

also hungarian artists hm....ive never listened to any hungarian songs,, do u have any recs? 👀 also does that by any chance mean u are from hungary...?(its ok if u dont wanna tell me!! its just that if u are we might be neighbors LMAO)

[shimmerinbeautiful]

Besties please manifest for me the pride and prejudice cast list comes out tomorrow and I really want to be in it sooooo bad even though I didn’t get a callback there’s still a chance

[angelgendered]

Spectrum make the best long binders! I'm on teh fence about their short ones cos I have a big chest and they roll up a bit on me?? But their long ones are sooooo good.

Also thank you! I'll be fagging it up at Birmingham (UK) pride tomorrow and wanted to try my outfit on before tomorrow morning :D

This binder is so good at flattening my chest?? Spectrum outfitters sponsor me challenge

[kirby-the-gorb]

[grovylethegreat]

Ive been meaning to change my profile pic for a while!