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jonphaedrus · 2 years

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2022 fic year in review

2022 was a weird year. i pulled an all-nighter on feb 16 and i was possessed by the ghost of prfr past and an opera only i care about and then i woke up ten months later (kidding. i have not woken up at all) nearly a million words later and with my entire life in slight disarray and an unbreakable obsession with pokémon villain from baby jrpg fake france

anyway let's do the breakdown. im gonna take some questions from the overall ao3 wrapped lists going around, and then do the greatest hits/thoughs of all my fav fics from every month of the year (by posted date, including if it was adjusted for reveals; im not taking into account when things were "actually" written, but also neither will ongoing wips still unfinished count)

total word count in 2022: i waited to post this until id posted my final fics of the year and got the final count and cant stop staring at that 780k total. wtf. some of this is wips from across multiple years updated in 2022 (and much of it is roleswap which is going to get bumped into 2023...) but it's the most i've ever written on my own, ever. multiple past years combined. i stuggled so much with writing from 2018-2021 and i thought i'd never find it as easy or relaxing again and to have found joy in my words makes me so happy. LOOK HOW MUCH I WROTE! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!

fav fic i wrote this year: not counting ongoing wips (sorry roleswap. otherwise roleswap would be like the #1 thing on every answer), "tomorrow you must love me" is the best thing ive ever written (before roleswap) and it was such a joy and struggle to work on. i was so nervous and scared writing every bit of it but it came out exactly the way i wanted to. learning how to write longfic (for me) has been such a beautiful experience and it's made me so happy to share with others!

fav fic i read this year: "do let the old enmity be" by sam (my favorite gift anyone has ever given me on ao3 i cant—i cant even handle it i melt i explode i climb onto the rooftop to holler across the atlantic ocean), both fics in sam's mutual pining series (i have read both of these fics so many times... my favorite sam fics. or close to my favorite sam fics. we met because of mp1... these two STUPID, STUPID FUCKING FISH!!!!) and "mira vs. sasha cant" which might not have been written for me but it was written to infiltrate my brain and give me strength beyond imagining. oh, my god, it's so good, please read it. I AM NO LONGER ASKING.

fav series i read this year: royals having a nice time by ba_lailah. if you like polyamory, gender, sex (both the kind you do with other people and the bits attached to the body), pregnancy, family, parenthood, developing relationships, realism and worldbuilding, kids, the complexity of monarchy and the realities of rule, really REALLY REALLY hot porn, and some of the best bdsm ive ever read, treat yourself and go read rhant. there's a 250k novel coming this year. it's incredible. worth your time. go. read it.

fav exchange this year: fic in a box. the chance to play around with mediums and stylesheets and the exchange community around fiab was lovely. all the pinch hits i wrote were so much fun—i literally don't think i saw a single prompt i didnt adore!—and the mods were fabulous and i got LITERALLY THE BEST GIFT EVER. fiab is honestly a ton of fun. if you're new to exchanges and you want to try something a little out of left field, i really recommend fiab! the signups can be sort of esoteric but don't let the mediums or the complexity of the rulesets scare you off (they almost scared me off but sam coaxed me through it like a nervous small mammal) or the 10k minimum. you can break that up in so many ways (vids, art, cross stitch or knitting patterns, pixel art, voxel art, interactive fiction, asw remixes, comics, poetry, drabbles, standard fic, social media...) that it's really accessible and encourages so much thinking out of the box. i am SO EXCITED for next year.

fav ship i wrote for: GEE, I FUCKING WONDER.

fav character pov to write: you might think "prfr, either half" but no. it's shauna, actually. i love writing her and her perspective on things. she's so relatable and i just. i love her. her voice comes so easily to me, i cant wait to write her more in 2023

fav scene i wrote: a three-way tie between "as you treated him, so shall i treat you" which is just one scene but it set me on such an unexpected and amazing path to meeting some of my best friends and the most important people in my life and improving my craft and becoming so much happier on every axis ALL BECAUSE I DIDNT SLEEP AND I WAS MAD NOBODY ELSE HAD WRITTEN LYSANDRE GETTING STEPPED ON.... the scene with shauna and augustine in the grass in "with tenderness and pretty words it is easy to conquer good girls' hearts" which was a lot of catharsis for me as well as augustine and shauna, and a very specific chapter late in roleswap. i'm not saying which one. that's for me to know and you to find out.

wip i finally finished: inspired by the ficwip server, i've been working (slowly) on some of my old wips, and finally finished starry heavens, which was meant to be done like eight years ago. it's character studies of every major character in tales of symphonia, and getting to see it in full and my growth as an author over the better part of the last decadeis a little humbling. ive come so far! writing is great actually!

wip i've yet to finish: roleswap. 2023. we will do it. it will be done. as soon as my fffx is draft complete, roleswap is my heart and soul.

most read fic: it is (a little unsurprisingly given how long it is...) roleswap! which makes me so, so happy. sam and i have worked so hard

longest fic (completed in 2022): "tomorrow you must love me" at 57k

shortest fic: apparently it was "in which the author reaches the end of his rope" at 193 words. i didnt even remember writing this so jkhlkdfjhglsdhkfg

fav fic title used: "RÉEL FIBSHING: LUMIOSE CITY EDITION" which is twine-style interactive fiction about magikarp jump, set in sam's "as the night the day" universe which i wholeheartedly adore and you should go read it.

biggest surprise while writing: how much easier it is for me to do multi-chapter and longform works! i've always really struggled in the past to stay committed and complete things, but this year i've really started to move into the realm of being able to just... write longfic! that's very exciting to me.

fav comment received: shout out to ao3 users yelp, who is an absolute delight in exchanges. like, seriously, yelp is such a sweetheart. omg. i would write for them in an exchange again in a heartbeat and their comments are so sweet.... and also every other comment i got. thank you ;;v;; they make me so happy... i hardly ever even know what to say

fav fic author i read: i wonder who that ao3 user samifer is. what a guy. in all seriousness, this year my favorite authors were my friends. they helped me out, gave me advice, and made me feel so full of love i can't even begin to say how much. i'm so lucky to know these amazing people and i can't encourage you to read everything by sam, kay, neku, lailah, or sushi enough. theyre all amazing fabulous authors and fantastic people and i love them so much. you should go love them too!!!!!

total fics/chapters uploaded: 174. i said that aloud and my husband said "holy crap babe" from the other room. what the actual fuck

what am i most looking forward to next year: FINISHING ROLESWAP IM SO EXCITED ITS ALL IM THINKING ABOUT!!! IM SO READY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ok and finally under the cut my favorite fic from each month of 2022!

JANUARY 2022 -- SINCE THE DARK (owain & l'arachel, gen)

i've been doing nagamas since the very first year and it's still one of my favorite exchanges. getting to play around with a narrator as fun as owain and contrasting him with l'arachel was great and seeing their crossover interactions was so good. nagamas gr9 actually. 10/10 exchange will always participate again

FEBRUARY 2022 -- AS YOU TREATED HIM, SO SHALL I TREAT YOU (prfr, m)

what else, lol? i didnt sleep i listened to an entire opera, i blacked out, i woke up ten months later and discovered i'd moved in and written like four novels. i am never moving back out. i love everyone in this house. especially sam.

MARCH 2022 -- IN EVERY PLACE, AT EVERY TIME (prfr, e)

inspired by sam prompting for phone sex and mutual pining, playing around with academia and conferences and giving this the most #onbrand title/chapter title/summary combo i could come up with this also led to me meeting new dear friends!!

APRIL 2022 -- TOMORROW YOU MUST LOVE ME (prfr, e)

im so stupid proud of this fic. setting up a plot this complex with so many moving pieces and multiple povs and multiple mediums and dealing with so many real life issues was a lot of moving pieces but it was so, so worth it. it was worth all of the work because it's one of the best things ive ever written and it came out just how i wanted to and it helped me make my friends happy and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i just love prfr and writing c/c/c has been just amazing and I WILL KEEP GOING NEXT YEAR!! THIS YEAR WHATEVER IT'S 2023 NOW BUT WHATEVER ITS STILL 5783

MAY 2022 -- WHO COULD USE FORCE AGAINST A HEART LIKE HIS (IV) (prfr, e)

sam prompted me for using bdsm as therapy and i wanted to write cnc and it spiralled very out of control. one of the questions someone asked early on with c/c/c was what happened at The Incident and i'd intended to write that and playing with vanilla sex and safewording and cnc and trust was really difficult and i've struggled off and on for most of the year with this series of 5+1 but every one as i've finished it has been such an accomplishment even when it's been hard. especially when it's been hard.

JUNE 2022 -- 'TIS NOT LONG BEFORE THEY FEEL THEIR FEEBLE SOULS BEGIN TO REEL

how, HOW, HOW??? WAS I THE FIRST PERSON TO (APPARENTLY??) WRITE T4T SEX POLLEN FIC ON AO3? anyway it was fun and the result is sexy sexy sex

JULY 2022 -- AS THOUGH IT WERE POSSIBLE TO COMMAND LOVE

sam asked for prfr one bed and then FIFTY THOUSAND FUCKING WORDS LATER they finally made it to the bed and fucked in it. good for them.

AUGUST 2022 -- SILKEN DALLIANCE

the entire writer's month challenge was an experience (writing that much every day for a month... im glad i did it but im not doing it again i dont think dfkjhgkdfhg) but of all the fics i wrote i think this was my favorite. i really struggled with this prompt and i wasn't all that happy with it as i was writing it/right after but as time has passed i've been more and more proud of it.

SEPTEMBER 2022 -- TIRED OF THIS BODY

i dont really have anything insightful to say here. uh. getting into new and slightly unexpected kinks is character growth?

OCTOBER 2022 -- ONE CANDLE IN THE RAIN

something something if i had a nickel for every trans serial killer au i've written id have two nickels which is a weird number of nickels to have for something this specific and niche. anyway getting into new and slightly unexpected kinks (and then getting your friends into new and slightly unexpected kinks) is character growth

NOVEMBER 2022 -- WHO COULD USE FORCE AGAINST A HEART LIKE HIS (V)

i stuill have mixed feelings about this fic. i think this was like... my fifth or sixth attempt at writing it, and it honestly still didnt turn out exactly how i wanted it to and im a little bit frustrated by that, but as much as i tell people it doesn't have to be perfect it just has to be done, i struggle with "done, not perfect" and "done, not perfect" here meant i finished this and it made me happy. ive learned a lot this year and one of the things i learned was to let go of perfection and finish stories and be happy with the growth from them. this grew out of so many ideas and the way it ended up is just right just the way it is.

DECEMBER 2022 -- AZURE AS ANTEDILUVIAN SONG or RÉEL FIBSHING: LUMIOSE CITY EDITION

fiab was such a good exchange ;__; i had so much fun and i can't wait to do it again next year. pinch hitting and treating and getting to write for some of my best friends and trying out new mediums was so much fun and i definitely feel like i grew a lot as a writer in the process. writing interactive fiction was a new one for me (i've never written anything even like a choose your own adventure even just for friends before as a kid or anything) and it definitely was a new experience, especially playing around with 2nd person like that, and twine had a learning curve, but it was a fun learning curve c: azure as antediluvian song came out of me all in one go based on a prompt without even intending to write it. kazuha is my favorite genshin character and i loved this au concept and getting to play around with ayato was unexpectedly enjoyable! genshin lore good.

#this is a stable writing tag #oh my god its done why do i talk so much there are so many questions #IM GOING TO SHOWER NOW #HAPPY ENEW YEAR I WILL NOT CHANGE I WILL KEEP TORTURING LYSANDRE #THIS IS A PROMISE

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cherrylight · 1 year

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i will throw my nervousness to the side to talk about this now because i really want to and i hate how i am always so nervous over everything ever

so. long post. probably. knowing me lmao

hello hi. id share what she looks like, but maybe another time. anyway, others may know or feel familiar upon hearing the name ally :] for the longest time, i talked about her and was very nervous talking about her but i believe its because i reworked her into something i didnt like so it was difficult to talk about and she was a hs s/i so yay i guess...

HOWEVER!! ive been so fixated on cr.eepyp.asta again that talking and thinking about her is so much more easier! mostly because her origin was from crp :] so its very special to me! anyway! i think ill make her back to her original roots as a crp s/i! so yay! go me! :]

anyway, her rework follows this: she basically doesnt hold a lot of fear of the creepy things, or most horror! she finds a lot of comfort in it (and that i find a lot of comfort in it anyway), so to her its like a little safety net she can go to as a way to comfort herself :] so, meeting the rest of crp doesnt really phase her and she isnt afraid of them because well... to me, theyve been this second family for majority of my life so thats how i view them to me

regardless, she likes the creepy side of things and shes pretty mischievous when she can be! ive realised this s/i and my other one usually have something that is regarding mischief and its funny theyre basically practically my personas so i guess i like mischievous characters lol

anyway! ive decided that she isnt human but she doesnt fully know shes not human :] shes a ghost-angel... knowing me i love ghosts and her aesthetic usually has something to do with angels and thought of her being some sort of anomaly being that is both! HOWEVER! she has no idea that she is this corrupted anomaly! so its kind of... fascinating as some sort of plot hole i guess??

there is a lot of lore that i want to play around and theres different things that i have in mind and unsure what would be officially canon and what isnt

i guess i can mention this now: her rework lets her have back originally her blue eyes, but this time theyre pastel and she still has her heart pupils and i think that works really well on her being an angel because of the odd pupils :]

oh lol!!! to add: i ship her w b.en dr.owned :] also because i love that guy so much he is the loml and i just hdkfghdflkghdfklh im love him im very attached to him so !! yay !! :] the silly guy is back <3

ok i think thats all i can talk about

#not even sure what to tag this lmao #but i finally decided to write it instead of being a coward #so woo #i might be a lot more vocal on this because i was very vocal about it years ago #so lol #also the fact this fandom is the reason i started selfshipping without my knowledge may be the reason for that el oh el #anyway this fandom is very near and dear to me so i hope yall can understand how happy this makes me :]#i get to talk about the ship i will die over all the time #and the silly guy <3 #still no idea how to tag this #but its ok #ill just use #kaden txts #yeah thats good #i did the dots just to be safe btw

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mlynar-nearl · 2 years

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ah hello, ive just discovered your tumblr and ive been mostly just browsing ur ak posts and i stumbled across ur oc doc and i just wanted to say that i think youve done a great job with him ! 100% fits in with the ak cast and his relationships with the canon cast are actually like pretty real (bcs they r laterano, hes very laterano i cannot describe im sorry)

i just like shealtiel man, he sounds neat. id probably simp for him if he was playable actually hehe. hed probably be a deadeye sniper like ambriel, i assume ? he sounds quite debuff oriented (like the vibes...) (( i like thinking of kits its fun sorry,, )) anyways i just wanna say he sounds cool. i love the stuff youve written for him and stuff! ps any fun facts youre willing to share...? ppss your work is amazing i really like the mytol stuff youve written they r pathetic sappy old men and i love them for it

Oooh, thank you so much! I really like him and if my hands were better I would be drawing him incessantly LOL.

Yeah, I like thinking of kits too, so don't worry! I've thought about this and you're right on the money. To me, he would be a deadeye sniper focused on debuffs, especially bind- you know, because ropes. Deadeye sniper is actually my personal favorite archetype because I generally love playing as ranged as possible in games when I'm allowed to, and I find sniper gameplay really satisfying even though I'm not very...well....good at it. So it's probably no surprise I made my dearest OC a deadeye sniper.

thank you for the mytol vote of confidence.....as you can see from the URL, they're everything. to me.

shealtielposting to follow:

his favorite flavor of sweet things is cinnamon. i wrote a lot of his lore in my head while eating this cinnamon biscuit on an airplane while moving cross-country for school, and i associate it with him now.

his mother was a canonist. despite his pragmatism, he takes a very flexible approach to the Law of Lateran. rather, he thinks it's not the place of man to ask questions of the law, just to understand its effects on them across their lifetime.

i believe I only mentioned this in passing in his origin fic and it annoys me that I couldn't get it out there more obviously, but he wears hearing aids after the head injury resulting from his fight with andoain. his hearing loss is not complete, but enough that the aids are basically necessary for him to carry on as close to normal as possible.

i came up with his originium arts while playing ratchet and clank rift apart. it's based on the rift tethering platforming in part, at least visually. his arts unit is in his glove/s for this reason.

his wings start going like a hummingbird's when he's especially frustrated or extremely nervous, which is rare because of how subdued he is, but it does happen.

he thinks oren argiolas is annoying and always has considered oren annoying, even before finding out oren is a double crossing little prick who worked with his beloathed enemy.

i don't know exactly when he would join rhodes, if ever. his relationship with fiammetta/mostima/lemuen is not close, and they're more "friends of a friend" in a sense to him. he holds them in esteem, though. the only thing i can see pushing him to join rhodes is if a) andoain somehow did or b) rhodes started going after andoain. in the former, he hopes to get his wish for an obsessive revenge. in the latter, an aligning of goals just makes it good business.

#anonymous #ash answers #shealtiel #ak

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toasty-owl-arts · 3 years

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Said One Billion Foolish Things

okay yknow what, twosday is close enough to valentines day to post a valentines day oneshot :D

based off the prompt of "Accidentally saying I love you to your roommate"

4.3k words of aralyn nonsense cause yknow love wins

(If yall like this i may crosspost it to ao3 who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

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Catalina hums under her breath before checking her planner for the hundredth time in the past 10 minutes. Pulling a highlighter from her backpack at her feet, Catalina goes over a new event coming up in the next two weeks. The door clicks open and Catalina looks up. Anne waltzes into the room, sighing dramatically and throwing both her backpack and then herself onto Catalina’s bed. Catalina and Anne have been splitting rent on a small flat a few blocks from their university and had been roommates for a little over a year now, Catalina had completely gotten used to Anne just walking into her room as she pleased.

“Rough day?” Catalina asks, smirking.

With a second loud sigh, Anne rolls over to pout at Catalina. “Yeah, our professor was a complete asshole about a couple people coming in late. Not like he comes in late every day.”

Standing up from behind her desk, Catalina walks over to Anne’s bed and sits down on it heavily, causing Anne to get thrown a little with a quiet “oof”

“Well, I don’t have work tonight, and you don’t have work tonight, why don’t we spend a little cash to get something nice to eat and watch some shitty movies to unwind? I can text the others and tell them we’re staying in tonight.” Catalina smiles as Anne perks up immediately.

Anne moves over to lay her head in Catalina’s lap, grinning as she asks, “Awwh you’d let me pick a movie to watch for once?” She toys with the hem of Catalina’s shorts, picking at a loose string, and Catalina smacks Anne’s hand gently.

Scoffing without any real teeth to it, Catalina points out, “I never said I was gonna let you pick.”

“Hey!”

Eventually, with much throwing of pillows and pouting, Catalina convinces Anne to let her stay and browse through Netflix to find something to put on, while Anne went to go pick up the food. As Catalina combs through the cabinets, looking for junk food, Anne calls, “I’m gonna swing by that new Thai place for food, if we’re gonna splurge, might as well try something new?”

Catalina pokes her head out of the small kitchen and answers back, “Sure, sounds good!”

There's a small scuffling noise, and Anne walks into the kitchen swearing under her breath. “Lina, can you help me out here?”

Glancing over, Catalina laughs gently as she sees Anne’s gotten the zipper on her coat all tangled and messed up. Kneeling down to get better leverage on the zipper, Catalina tugs it a few times before zipping it smoothly all the way up to the top. Patting down Anne’s jacket, Catalina glances upwards to find Anne looking down at her in turn. Immediately, Catalina drops her gaze back to Anne’s jacket, fighting back a flush. “Ah, there you go.” Standing back up, Catalina brushes imaginary dust from Anne’s chest and straightens her jacket.

Anne chuckles before taking the car keys from the little dish on the counter. “Thanks Lina, I’ll be back before you know it.” Before Catalina can respond, Anne leans over and pecks Catalina on the forehead, then sweeps out the front door.

“Oh.” Catalina says. “See you soon.”

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Anne groans as she stops at the red light. Banging her head against the steering wheel, she goes through every curse word she knows, in every language she knows. Why did she do that? She’s been doing so well at keeping her feelings under wraps, then she had to go and do a stupid thing like that. Anne would have kicked herself, if she wasn’t also driving.

Swinging the car around, Anne pulls up in front of one of the class buildings at their university. It doesn’t take long for a familiar woman with dip dye pink hair to come flying out of the front doors and jerk open the passenger car door.

“Thanks Annie, you’re a gem.” Kat says as she throws her stuff into the backseat.

Anne reaches over and pinches Kat’s cheek. “You’re lucky I love you or I wouldn’t be hauling your ass all over town.”

Kat sticks her tongue out at Anne before buckling in and slouching into the seat. “So where’re we going?”

Pulling out of the parking space, Anne laughs, “I’m taking you home, then I’m going out to get dinner to bring back to the flat.”

“Ooooh!” Kat grins evilly at Anne. “Getting dinner for your girlfriend?” she asks in a sing-song voice.

Anne huffs, glaring out the windshield. “She’s not my girlfriend Kat, we’re roommates.”

“And they were roomma-”

“So help me god I will turn this car around and make you walk home.”

Kat laughs. “You wouldn’t make me do that. Not carrying all these textbooks.” No, Anne wouldn’t, but it’s not like she has to tell Kat that, so she just grumbles without actually responding.

The rest of the car ride is in peaceful silence as Kat goes over her notes from the lecture she’d just gotten out of while Anne tries to do mental math about how to get from Kat’s dorm to the restaurant. As they pull up to the old brick building, Kat packs her stuff up and turns to look at Anne. “I’m serious this time Annie, is this a date you’re going on?”

Anne grips the steering wheel probably harder than necessary, considering her knuckles go white. “It’s not.”

She doesn’t want to look up and see the look on Kat’s face. It’s probably pity or something just as bad. “Come on, you’ve liked Catalina since you first saw her, why don’t you ask her out already?” Kat asks.

Groaning, Anne unchlenches her hands from around the steering wheel and throws her head back. “How do you suggest I do that? ‘Hey remember when we hated each other cause I stole your boyfriend even though I’m gay, then we moved in together cause we’re both broke college students and I kinda sorta caught feeling, whoopsies?’ She’ll laugh in my face!” Anne glares at Kat and huffs, “Plus, she might be straight.”

Kat stares at Anne incredulously and Anne winces. Okay yeah that was a stretch, especially considering- “Anne this is the woman who has a pride flag hanging on her wall and can’t sit in any chair without throwing a leg over the arm of it. You really think she’s straight?”

“No.” Anne mumbles.

Kat reaches over and squishes Anne’s face in her hands. “Ask her out! What’s the worst that could happen?” Anne levels her gaze at Kat who grimaces and amends, “Okay never mind don’t answer that. But Anne, come on, just ask her, everyone has had to deal with your pining this entire time. At least think of your poor cousin.” Kat pouts, eyes wide and pleading, and Anne tries not to let it get to her.

But Kat was always good at convincing Anne of things. “Fine. I’ll tell her tonight, okay?” Anne says, and smiles at the grin that breaks across Kat’s face.

“Call me and tell me what she says okay?” Kat practically kicks open the door and grabs her bag, taking just a moment to hug Anne before dashing up the steps. Anne knows Kat’s in a hurry to get home, especially since it's Friday, which means Jane would be going over with something home cooked and delicious and not microwave ramen like they were all used to. Usually Anne would suggest she and Catalina go over and hang out with them, but frankly she’d rather take advantage of this moment to just be alone with Catalina for a while.

Pulling out of the parking spot, Anne drives towards the Thai restaurant and runs through her head all of Catalina’s favorite foods, trying to figure out what she might like. As she did, her mind wandered to what Kat had said. Hell, valentine’s day was just around the corner, and sure it was cheesy but why not take a chance?

Arriving at the restaurant, Anne gets out of the car and slams the door shut. The interior of the place is thin, with high ceilings and walls painted a cool teal, and it smells divine. Taking a glance at the take out menu, Anne freezes as she realizes she has no idea what the fuck she’s doing. Luckily, the waiter seems to take pity on her and helps her pick out a few things to try.

Walking out with the food, free drinks the waiter had given her, and what she was pretty sure was an offer to get set up with his son which she’d politely declined, Anne sets the food down in the passenger seat and pulls out her phone. Might as well call Catalina and tell her she’s on her way. Light rain had begun to fall as she dialed Catalina’s number, and Anne watches the drops trace down the window as the phone begins to ring.

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Catalina runs to her bedroom and screams into her pillow the second Anne is out the door. She blows a bit of hair out of her face and sighs in disbelief. Stupid Anne for startling her like that, people didn’t just kiss their roommates! Stupid Catalina for getting excited and for a moment genuinely hoping Anne might like her. Stupid universe for doing that to her.

She pulls out her phone and scrolls through it, trying to force herself to relax. After a moment of looking through instagram, Catalina sighs and chucks her phone across the bed. This wasn’t working. Instead, Catalina drags herself up and to the kitchen to pour herself a drink and brood.

There’s a cheap and already open bottle of wine that Catalina pops the cork on and pours into a chipped mason jar. Not classy, but it works. Savoring the flavor of the first sip, what little flavor there is, Catalina leans over and balances her head on the back of her hand. Some small part of her wonders when Anne’s getting back, and if she really wants Anne to see her like this. Not that it matters, Anne’s seen her in worse situations.

She winces as she thinks back to 2 years ago, and screaming in Anne’s face after finding out Anne had hooked up with her boyfriend. It hadn’t been Anne’s fault, not really. Alcohol did stupid things to one’s thought process. Plus, Catalina hadn’t even loved Henry. Her mother had though. Catalina’s fingers tighten on the glass at the thought of her mother. Anne had seen her break down then too. It was a month after they’d moved in together, a decision neither of them were happy about, but rent was rent. Catalina’s mother had called, and as it inevitably did it had turned into a screaming match. Anne had walked in to ask about groceries just as Catalina’s mother had screeched through the phone that she never wanted to see Catalina again if Catalina was going to waste her life as a degenerate. Catalina’s mother had never been the most accepting of any of Catalina’s choices, and Catalina had found out the hard way.

Catalina lifts her head off of her hand slightly as she remembers Anne just holding her as she cried, not saying a word, just being there. Things had gotten easier since then, but simultaneously incredibly difficult. Maybe their relationship wasn’t strained from anger, but now Catalina was tiptoeing around her own less than platonic feelings for Anne. But Anne wouldn’t like her back, not in a million years. Anne wouldn’t lower herself to date someone like her, and Catalina didn’t blame her. Who’d want to date someone who’s first interaction with you was yelling at you for something that wasn’t even your fault?

Knocking back the rest of her wine, Catalina sighs as she feels her head take on a slight but pleasant buzz. She walks back into her room and looks through her closet, wanting to change into something a little more comfortable for their movie night. As she flips through her clothes, she notices one of Anne’s hoodies had found their way into her closet. Catalina chuckles, then on a whim takes it out and slips it on. It still smells like Anne, almost like an antique store, and Catalina smiles.

Just as she’s about to head to the living room, her phone rings, and Catalina almost trips over herself trying to get to it. “Hi!” she says, wincing at how breathless she sounds.

Anne’s voice comes over the speakers, and Catalina can hear rain on the car roof. “Hey yourself. I got the food and I’m on my way home.”

Wandering into the living room, Catalina says, “That’s good. What did you get?”

There’s the sound of rustling plastic, then Anne answers, “Uhh, something with noodles, something with curry, and fried rice. I think. I have no idea. I just let the guy pick out stuff that I thought you might like.”

Catalina laughs gently. “Well it’s always good to try new things even if we don’t know what they are.”

She can practically hear Anne smiling through the speaker as she says, “And hey if we hate it, we can always order pizza and shove this off on Cathy. Girl will eat anything I swear.” There’s a small break as Catalina hears Anne swear at something, then says, “Okay I’m gonna have to call you back, this asshole just cut me off and I’m like a minute from the building, I don’t want to get into an accident here.”

“Alright, sounds good.” Catalina doesn’t think before she speaks sometimes. It gets her in trouble. “Drive safe okay? I love you.”

Silence.

Then-

“Cata-”

*beep*

Catalina stares at her phone in horror, thumb still pressed on the screen from hitting the end call button. Fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck. She runs to the window and sees Anne’s car coming up the road. Rain is slashing against the windows now, and Catalina grits her teeth before making up her mind. She pulls up the hood of her- Anne’s- hoodie and jerks open the door before roughly slamming it behind her. She runs down the hallway, taking the back stairs and almost falling down all 4 flights. Bursting out into the outside, Catalina flinches as the rain hits her. She shrugs it off and shields her face with an arm. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she registers that she’s barefoot, but she can’t bring herself to care. Not with her phone ringing like crazy with what has to be Anne calling to tell her she’s moving out.

Sprinting through the rain, Catalina makes it onto campus and makes a beeline for the dorms. She’s run this way countless times before, and usually on a Friday just like this one when she and Anne are late to meet up with her friends. But it’s always Anne tugging Catalina along while laughing that bright happy laugh of hers… Catalina stifles back tears as she tries to imagine a life without Anne’s laugh would even sound like.

The old brick building comes into view, and Catalina stumbles up the stairs. With shaking fingers, she manages to scan her student id on the door and walk inside. The elevator seems to both take forever to get there and is freezing cold when she steps inside. She hates this. The quiet thinking she can do while she waits for her stop. The elevator dings and Catalina walks out, teeth chattering from the chill now.

Catalina can feel the rain soaking into her clothes as she trudges through the dimly lit hallways. The dorm halls smell faintly of aging carpet and dust and Catalina shivers as she shoulders her dripping hoodie a little higher up onto her shoulders. Coming to the dorm room she was looking for, Catalina takes a moment to breathe and collect herself before she knocks. Anna opens the door a moment later with a tired, “Who the fuck-” before seeing Catalina standing there on her doorstep, shaking.

It takes Catalina a moment before she can mumble, “I didn’t know where else to go.” and Anna’s eyes immediately go soft.

Taking Catalina’s hand, Anna leads her to the couch the two of them had rescued years back. Anna disappears for a moment before coming back with a mug of tea and a blanket. Gently, Anna pulls the wet hoodie off of Catalina and puts it to the side before shoving the mug into Catalina’s hands and draping the blanket around her shoulders. “Tell me about it?” Anna asks. Catalina knows the others are there in the section where Cathy and Anna’s beds are, trying not to be obvious about eavesdropping.

Sitting there in the corner dorm, Catalina can feel the tears she’d been managing to beat back, bead up in her vision and spill down her cheeks. “Anna I fucked up. Bad.”

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Anne sits in the car, staring at her phone. That just happened. Yep. Anne was so normal about this. It hits her that she’s still strapped in the driver’s seat, and Anne practically tears the seatbelt off and the car door from its hinges in her haste to get up to their flat. Balancing dinner in one arm and trying to get the door open with the other was a feat of olympic level acrobatics, but somehow Anne manages. As she finally makes it to their door and pushes it open, the living room is silent and-

And empty.

Anne throws the food on a counter and races through the tiny flat, desperate for any trace of Catalina, and finds none. Panicked, Anne calls Catalina, and calls her again when she doesn’t pick up. Desperate for any kind of news, even bad news. Maybe not bad news. Something in the back of her muddled mind whispers “Kat” and Anne manages to fumble her way to Kat’s contact as she falls onto Catalina’s bed. Anne doesn’t know quite why she’s in here rather than anywhere else, but Catalina’s room always felt more like home than her own.

The phone rings, and for a horrible moment, Anne thinks Kat’s not going to answer either. Then, by some miracle, “Anne?”

Words just come spilling out of Anne, and she rambles into the speaker, “Catalina said she loved me and I think it was on accident cause she hung up the phone and she’s not home and I’m freaking the FUCK OUT okay thank you please help me.”

There’s a long pause on the other side, then a quiet, “oh my god.” from Cathy and Anne can feel her face heating up.

“Cathy wait- no Jane fuck off you can’t talk to Anne, Anne called me- Cathy if you keep trying to grab the phone I’m going to sell your kidneys on ebay while you’re sleeping- Anne! Okay! Let’s work through this rationally.” Kat’s voice is chipper, but Anne can hear the edge of both frustration and amusement in it. “Can you come over? I think this is a conversation better had in person.”

Shuffling her feet back and forth across the carpet, Anne whined, “I don’t know, what if she comes back while I’m over there?”

Kat sighs and just says, “Come over Anne, please.”

Anne gets up and grabs her car keys. “Fine, I’m on my way.”

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Catalina’s still curled up on the couch, eyes still swimming with tears, Anna rubbing her shoulders. She can hear Kat, Cathy, and Jane all arguing about something, and she kind of wants to go see, but Anna pulls her attention away. “Catti, I think you just need to talk to her. Tell her it was an honest mistake and you can both move on.”

Looking up at Anna, Catalina murmurs, “What if I don’t want to move on?” she nibbles at her lower lip before continuing on, “I almost want to know what she’ll say. I’ve been hiding this for so long, maybe I should just get it over with.”

Anna stares at Catalina for a beat, then asks, “Catalina, tell me honestly, are you in love with Anne?” fresh tears spill down Catalina’s cheeks, and Anna swoops her up into a tight hug. “Oh liebling, it’s gonna be okay. Just let it out. Shh shh.”

Through hiccupy breaths, Catalina says, “I just, I don’t deserve her but I want to. I probably ruined our friendship by saying all that, and she’s going to leave and I’ll never see her again and I-” Catalina buries her face in Anna’s chest. “I don’t know what to do. Anna cradles the back of Catalina’s head and whispers soft platitudes as best she can.

The dorm room door suddenly slams open and Catalina lifts her head, curious as to who it is. To her surprise and mortification, Anne barrels through the door, soaking wet and clutching her phone in a hand. “Kat? I got here as fast as I-”

Anne and Catalina make eye contact, and it feels like time stops. Catalina stands up, about to make a beeline for the door, when Anna catches her hand and drags her back down to the couch and she stands up instead.

“Oh! Anne! Good, you’re here.” Catalina hears Kat chirp, poking her head out from around the corner. Dragging Jane and Cathy along with her, Kat comes out from the tucked away corner and opens the door to leave. Anna chuckles and goes to exit as well.

Stumbling back to try and catch the door as well, Anne laughs nervously, “Hey, Kat, cmon, you’re not just gonna leave me here, right?”

Kat sticks her tongue out at Anne and calls, “Have fun you two! Please get your shit together because it’s driving me insane!”

Catalina buries her head in her hands.

The door clicks shut and Catalina watches as Anne thuds her head against it and lets it lay there. She tucks her knees up to her chest, holding the one throw pillow Anna owns tightly. Anne slides her hand down the face of the door, then sighs.

“Are you going to need help moving out?”

The words slip out before Catalina can choke them back down, and she knows right away it was the wrong thing to say. Anne’s shoulders slump and she looks more defeated than Catalina’s ever seen her before.

Not even turning to look at her, Anne laughs mirthlessly. “I guess we’re cutting to the chase then. Thought it’d make sense you’d want me gone as fast as possible.”

Catalina looks away from Anne, focusing on the floor. “I don’t want you to leave.”

“And yet you’re asking if I’ll need help moving out?”

“I just-” squeezing her eyes shut, Catalina says, “I didn’t think you’d want to stay.”

Anne turns on her then, walking towards the couch, and Catalina pulls her head up to look at her. “Catalina I want to stay, god I really do. But I can’t break my own heart like that. Not if you’re only ever going to tell me that you love me when it’s an accident.”

Curling up further into herself, Catalina whispers, “Maybe it was an accident. Doesn’t mean it isn’t true.”

There’s nothing but silence for a while, then Anne asks gently, “You…love me?”

It’s all Catalina can do to reply, “Yeah. Like I said, knowing that, if you want to move out I understand. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me and force yourself to stay.” she doesn’t want to look at Anne’s face, can’t bring herself to, can’t even release herself from this position she’s trapped herself in-

Anne kneels down and caresses Catalina’s cheek. “Catalina, I don't want to move out. I want to stay. I thought you didn’t want me.” Catalina shakes her head rapidly, trying to explain wordlessly that she wants nothing less than Anne leaving. Anne hesitates, and it’s so foreign to Catalina that there’s anything Anne would hesitate at. “Lina? Did you mean what you said on the phone?”

“Yes.” The quiet admission both feels like a weight off her chest and the world on her shoulders.

Laughing softly, Anne leans forward and knocks her forehead to Catalina’s. “In that case, may I kiss you?”

Catalina looks up and directly into Anne’s eyes. Nervous, and half wondering if she’s dreaming, Catalina breaths, “Please.”

Anne leans in, and Catalina leans in as well, the two of them pausing just before their lips meet, and just reveling in the other’s presence. It feels beautiful. It feels holy. It feels…

It feels awkward.

Catalina breaks out into watery giggles and Anne huffs out an amused sounding sigh. Before she can back out of it, Catalina surges forwards and kisses Anne firmly on the mouth. Anne pauses for only a moment, before kissing her back just as fiercely.

When at last they break apart, the human body unfortunately requiring oxygen, Catalina can’t keep herself from smiling. “This feels like a dream. I didn’t think you’d ever like me back.”

Anne catches Catalina’s wrist and presses her hand against her heart. “I’m real, I promise.”

Catalina curls her fingers in Anne’s shirt. “You’re real.”

Tugging at Catalina’s hoodie, Anne mutters, “Isn’t this mine?”

Flushed pink, Catalina says, “I was only borrowing it.” But Anne doesn’t seem to mind at all, not with how carefully she’s readjusting it over Catalina’s frame.

They just sit there, in each other’s space, and bask in each other. Then Anne breaks the silence by asking, “Do you think we can get back at the rest of them for locking us in here by making out on Anna’s bed?”

“Anne!”

Anne laughs, and Catalina smiles as she thinks about what a lovely sound it is. “Maybe not then. Let’s get going, I believe I was promised a movie night.”

To Catalina’s surprise, Anne stands up and scoops Catalina up princess style and walks towards the door. “I believe you were.” She chuckles brightly. “You can even choose the movie.”

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road trip [laura kearny x gn! reader]

a/n: @tywrites THIS ONE IS FOR YOU !! also holy BALLS i wrote this in like 3 hours ??!!??? god behavior!! im very....... not proud of this piece though i guess that's the karma? like its okay but normally im much more descriptive. maybe it's because it's my first time really posting my writing ANYWHERE but i swear im better at description and plot developing than this. i am just nervous cause i never post on tumblr as a writer am i welcomed with open arms to this community??? hopefully i am cause id die if i wasn't allowed to write...... i hope i do better next time cus this was not my best. also can someone tell me how in the balls to do the read more thing?? ANYWAY REQUESTS WILL OPEN SOON

the ride to hackett’s quarry summer camp was long. incredibly long. the trio had been in the car for what felt like an eternity, mindlessly chatting about topics that were generally exclusive to the kind of boredom someone would feel on the road trip to a summer camp. nothing too special, only small things that would help them feel a bit less bored by the service-less ride. perhaps the lack of service or entertainment would train them for the summer camp experience that was globally known as some ‘relaxing’ two-month break from social media and technology. a cure for addicts, some might say.

laura was in the front seat, staring out at the empty, dark stretch of road that looked like it hadn’t changed in miles. max was the one behind the wheel, driving only according to the phone’s map that shouted an occasional ‘turn left’ or ‘turn right’. [name], meanwhile, was laying sprawled out in the backseat. a pillow was behind their head and their legs were curled up, nearly falling off the side of the carseat. they were almost asleep, eyes heavy and slowly closing to pull them out of consciousness and into la-la land.

when their eyes finally shut, just as they were about to let their fingers slip away from consciousness, their eyes shot open from laura’s sudden voice and the nice, calming music cutting off. “max, how much longer until we get there?” she asked, fully awake unlike the other two in the car. max briefly glanced at her, then put his eyes back on the road. “laura, we’ve gone the whole trip without any, ‘are we there yet?’s and i’d prefer we don't break the record.” he joked. laura rolled her eyes. “max, we were supposed to be there by now. are you positive we’re not l-” she was cut short, instantly scoffing when max’s voice cut through her own. “don’t! say it. laura, we’re fine. we can’t be that far from it, besides, we’re in northkill, right?” he said, giving laura a comforting smile. laura only gave him a suspicious look before sighing and staring out of her window.

the road was really the only thing she had to look at besides thin, creepy looking trees. the road didn’t even really have the yellow lines in the center, and it barely had enough room for two cars to even be going the opposite ways. it gave off the vibes of some dumb horror movie. hell, their scenario at the moment was certainly similar to one of those cheesy slasher movies where the main character doesn’t have enough sense to call 911.

laura was snapped out of her thoughts when [name] made a small grunt from the backseat from stretching. she turned her head more towards them. “you doing okay back there?” she asked innocently, with much less of an attitude than she was giving max. [name] hummed a bit as they finished stretching, then responded to laura’s question. “i’m okay. you guys woke me up, i think.” they said with their words slurring and stringing together with exhaustion. laura narrowed her eyebrows apologetically. “oh, were you trying to sleep? my bad.” she said, roughly nudging max in the side. max whined quietly, then said a dazed little apology. “huh? oh, yeah, sorry.”

[name] smiled and shook their head in response. “don’t be. if max needs to admit we’re l-word right now, then he should.” they said smugly, drawing a laugh out of laura. “right? at least someone here agrees with me.” she responded before shifting her annoyed gaze over to max. max rolled his eyes solemnly before speaking with a glance over to [name] and laura. “you know, if columbus hadn’t gotten himself lost and landed on these golden shores, there’d be no united states of america. bye-bye hotdogs, see you later apple pie.” max explained in some pathetic attempt to redeem his stubbornness. laura raised an eyebrow. “yeah, well, columbus also had no idea he wasn’t in asia. he was just another guy who didn’t wanna admit he was lost.” she teased. [name] piped up from the backseat. “fuck columbus, with all due respect.” they said, clearly not really meaning the ‘respect’ they’d included with their statement. laura nodded. “someone said it.”

the car was back in silence for a few minutes, leaving the trio to their own thoughts again. [name] wasn’t exactly awake, but definitely wasn’t as dizzy and dazed as they were a few minutes ago. they’d adjusted their position so their legs were a bit more comfortable, and so that their pillow wasn’t practically falling off of the seat. without laura or max arguing back and forth, they let their thoughts wander free. their first thought was to imagine what it was really going to be like at hackett’s quarry. curling up in front of fires singing kumbaya, telling ghost stories and eating smores. something like that, right? but with more kids involved. that was the only real part [name] wasn’t exactly stoked about. the kids. but hey, laura and max were doing it, so why wouldn’t they do it, right?.. right. maybe they were just in it for the money.

laura yawned and stretched out her arms, before turning her head to look at [name]’s much more comfortable position. “you’re lucky you have a pillow. and the whole backseat to yourself. i’d give my left leg to curl up in the backseat with a pillow.” she said, and [name] gave her a tired smile. “give me your left leg, then.” they said jokingly, and laura let out a scoff and a chuckle at the same time. “are you saying i should join you back there?” she asked rhetorically, but [name] answered. “yeah, you should.” they jested, and laura smiled at them. “i should.” she almost sounded.. serious. it was hard to tell though, because laura’s jokes were typically sort of unreadable. she reached down to the side of the seat and pulled up on the small lever, causing the seat to recline backwards a little. [name] looked up towards laura, only to see her hand reaching out towards them in some sort of an offering. [name] raised an eyebrow. “..you’re not getting m’ pillow.” they said assumingly, and laura shook her head. “no, hold my hand, dumbass.” she teased but so.. demandingly. [name] laughed airily before stretching their arm out to interlace their fingers with laura’s.

her hand was warm. and very soft. even if the position was awkward, with laura's arm stretched back in an odd sort of way to go behind the seat, and [name] having their arm stretched out a bit too far to reach laura's hand, the warmth of her touch made up for the discomfort. she exhaled slowly and lovingly ran her thumb back and fourth against the back of [name]'s hand, making a comforting pattern of little shapes and circles. she laid her head back against the seat, shutting her eyes temporarily. [name] spoke in a tired sounding voice. "your hand is really warm." they noted, and laura smiled. "yours is really cold." she said matter-of-factly.

the position was bliss. laura wanted to fall asleep like this, to sleep with her fingers interlocked with [name]'s, but the cramp gradually growing in both of their arms stated otherwise. laura was stubborn, though. she held [name]'s hand a bit tighter, taking a deep breath in and out. [name] could've stayed like this forever, just like laura wanted to, but they weren't entirely keen on their arm cramping up. as much as they wanted to bask in laura's comforting touch, with the way she rubbed her thumb lovingly over [name]'s hand, their arm wasn't up to date with the plan. slowly, as to not startle or upset laura, they pulled their hand away and rested their cramped arm by their side, staring up at laura's blonde hair that was highlighted by the moon.

laura hummed. "why'd you pull away?" she asked, rolling her head over a bit and straining her eyes to try and look at [name] as best she could. "my arm was cramping. wasn't yours?" they questioned, and laura nodded. "well, yeah, but i didn't mind." she flashed a smile towards them, before closing her eyes once more to try and get a bit of sleep. her hand felt so empty without [name] holding it, though. sure, she could hold one of max's while he drove with the other, but that was dangerous. and [name] was so much warmer, and sleepier. they could sleep together. but not with one in the front seat and one in the backseat.

laura sat up a bit, using her elbow to prop herself up. "max," she spoke suddenly. "can you pull over for a second?" laura requested, making max glance at her with a confused expression. "..why? is something wrong?" he asked, hesitating. laura shook her head. "no. i just wanna do something. it'll only take, like, a couple seconds. then we can get back on the road." she explained, and max thought about it for a second. [name] sat up. "laura, are you doing what i think you're doing?" they questioned suspiciously, and laura shrugged. "i might be." she said vaguely. [name] laughed. "laura it's not gonna-"

but in no time, max had already pulled the car over.

"just hurry up, laura." he pushed. "it could be dangerous." laura was already undoing her seat belt, and unlocking her car door. "i know." she said dismissively before getting up and out of the car. laura shut the door to the car and stretched out her legs, groaning a bit as she did so. she took a few steps towards the backseat, but she could've... sworn she saw something. she turned to look at the darkness within the trees, her eyes scanning over each space with curiosity and suspicion. her eyes flashed over a flutter of movement that seemed to disappear in an instant. what was that? it was too fast to have been a bear, which was common in these parts. but it seemed too tall to really be something like a fox. her thoughts were interrupted by loud, sharp sounding knocking against the window behind her. she jumped a little and turned around to see [name] getting her attention and motioning for her to open the door. when she opened it, she was greeted by [name]'s pleasant voice. "what were you looking at? everything alright?" they asked, and laura glanced behind her before nodding. "just.. thought i saw something move. anyway, scoot over." she demanded, and [name] obliged although retorted a bit. "laura, this is never gonna work." they insisted, but laura got in the backseat regardless.

laura sat down and slammed the car door, not really bothering for a seat belt. [name] clutched their pillow and blanket, letting laura move around a bit. "so can i just.. not lay down anymore? is that privilege taken from me?" they asked, and laura laughed a little. "just wait a second." she reassured, moving her body around to be a bit more comfortable. she was sort of diagonal, sitting in a comfortable position but still sitting up. without any explanation, she pat her lap. [name] stared at her blankly for a moment. laura explained. "ill be your pillow. lay in my lap." [name] smiled warmly at her explanation. "really?" they said, almost annoyed but not necessarily denying the idea. they sort of threw their pillow at laura, before laying their head down so that laura's thigh pressed against the back of their neck and the little dip between her thighs served as a comfortable pillow for [name]. laura smiled down at them and stuffed the pillow behind her while [name] got more comfortable. max turned back to look at them with a sweet smile. "we ready to roll, campers?" he asked dorkily, and laura nodded with a laugh. "yeah." she said simply, and max grinned before getting the car back onto the road.

laura cupped [name's] face with her hand, gentle and loving and so very careful. she absent-mindedly played with [name]'s gorgeous hair, twirling it around in little spirals as they shut their eyes. the light in the back of the car finally shut back off again, making the two relatively unable to see eachother. but they didn't need to see eachother. for laura, feeling [name]'s heartbeat calm and slow beneath her and having her hand near them was enough. [name] reached one of their hands up in an offering position, the same one laura had used on them minutes before. laura intertwined her free hand with theirs, the position being so much more comfortable than it was before. no more arm cramps for them.

[name] shut their eyes comepletely. "night, laura." they mumbled softly, and laura's eyelids drooped a bit deeper before she mumbled back. "goodnight, [name]. sleep well."

maybe this road trip wasn't all that bad. maybe being lost wouldn't be so horrible. maybe the kids wouldn't be godawful. maybe, just maybe, hackett's quarry would be pretty enjoyable for these two months.

maybe. just maybe.

#laura kearney #max brinly #x reader #the quarry x reader #the quarry x you #the quarry #help

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reidsnose · 4 years

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Black Eye

overview: reader and spencer go to reader's highschool reunion as a fake couple

genre: fluff i think

warnings: mild violence and swearing, a guy being kind of a total creep, and mentions of bullying

a/n: idk if its any good again just love the idea but it was inspired by a dream i had last night (thank you temporal lobe) so yeah let me know what yall think !! :) also im posting this at like ass oclock in the morning so whoops

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you and spencer had gotten yourselves in quite the situation.

your dreaded highschool reunion was just around the corner and you made the mistake of complaining about it to penelope. she was always trying to make everyones life easier (and more interesting) so when she heard you had no date she took it upon herself to find you one.

it didn't take a lot of looking, none at all actually; because Penelope had already been trying to figure out ways to get you and Reid together.

you two were undeniably perfect for each other. you were an amazing team at work, you hung out alone all the time (though both of you denied these hang out as being dates, Garcia had her own ideas on this), and you were both very obliviously head over heels for each other.

and somehow, through the magical ways of Penelope Garcia, you and Spencer were now sitting in the parking lot, fake married for your high school reunion.

"do we need to go over our back story again?" you worried, looking up at him.

"our backstory is basically all true anyway we just fall in love after a little bit. and i have an eidetic memory so i remember; you're my wife you should know this!" he joked, trying to relax you. "we got this! we're gonna be so married!"

Spencer had actually never been this nervous in his life but he was trying to be brave for you. it would be more embarrassing for you both to show up like nervous wrecks than if you had just come alone. he was just happy to get to be fake married to you.

"the marriedest!" smiled, fist bumping him.

"now lets go make some people jealous!" he chuckled getting out of the car and jogging over to your side, opening your door before you got the chance to; like a true gentleman.

you stuck out your hand which he happily took into his, neither of you commenting on the redness you both had sprinkled across your cheeks. as you walked in, you saw all the people you dreaded seeing.

the boys who tormented you were balding and the girls who made sure you felt awful everyday had wrinkles riddling there skin. you were surrounded by botched botox and bleached blonde to cover graying hair. you felt terrible to admit it, but you were a little happy to see that their beauty had faded like this; they made their looks their whole personality in high school, you couldn't help but wonder what was left for them to be. not that it mattered, but you and Spencer were undeniably the most attractive couple there.

you actually had an ok time, you had spotted a few of your friends that you hadn't seen in quite a few years and it was nice to catch up.

Spencer had wondered a bit, but not too far, he was talking to some guys who used to be in science club when you were younger. you smiled at the thought of what they might be talking about.

"y/n! hey youve really filled out!" you heard a gruff voice from behind you.

you turned around and were met with the very unappealing face of the ex quarterback. Spencers attention had been caught at the sound of your name.

"um..hello," you muttered, trying to covertly back away from him.

"i see youve got a ring, interesting i dont remember us getting married!" he said in an incredibly creepy tone.

"do you know im a federal agent now?" you said through a gritted smile.

spencer had already begun walking towards you, he could tell something was off.

"ill tell you what sweetheart," he put his hand on your shoulder, pulling you slightly closer to him, "you can put me in handcuffs any day."

you threw his hand off of you and drew back your fist, but were cut off before you could deliver the punch but his hand engulfing your own, and squeezing.

"THATS MY WIFE!" spencer yelled in a voice you had never heard from him before.in the blink of an eye he was standing between in front of him. "do not ever talk to her like that, let alone lay a finger on her or so help me God i will-"

"what beanpole? what are you gonna do? what if i did this?" the man asked.

and then he sent a swift punch to Spencer's face.

thats gonna leave a mark.

in a matter of seconds, Spencer had him overpowered, laying face first on the floor with his hands uncomfortably angled behind him, completely helpless.

"now i'm going to let you go and you're going to walk out of here unharmed. if you try anything like that again, ill let my wife handle you. and i promise if she gets a hold of you, you'll be a dead son of a bitch." Spencer muttered in the mans ear, gruffly pulling him up by his collar and shoving him towards the door.

"were leaving." you said, grabbing Spencer's hand, trying to ignore how incredibly attractive he looked right now.

"babe if you want to stay we can stay," he offered as if he didn't just have his shit kicked in by a coward with misogynistic tendencies.

"honey, i want to take you home," you smiled, liking the way it felt to call him a pet name. you walked into the parking lot, "what were you thinking?"

"i was thinking this guy is trying to hurt you and i was not going to ever let that happen." he answered confidently as you two reached the car. "plus this totally made the marriage thing more believable. i wouldn't get a black eye for just anyone."

"thank you. i'm sorry you got punched trying to protect me." you sighed, feeling incredibly awful about the whole thing.

he chuckled, "id do it again."

you fought hard against the blush creeping up your face.

"i gotta say, the black eye really suits you. you look pretty badass." you chuckled, trying to change the subject before it got too sappy and you said something you shouldn't.

"maybe it should just be my new look," he joked, looking down at a ping from his phone. "uh oh."

"we have a case?" you asked.

"yep. and hotch wants us in the office asap which means we cont stop by either of our houses." he sighed before starting the car.

the drive was mostly silent. but a comfortable silence. Spencer thought about how in the moment, he didn't care how many punches the guy threw at him, as long as it meant you were ok, he was willing to take it. he knew he loved you far before that moment but that truly solidified it.

at the same time you were thinking of how quickly your time as a 'married couple' was over. it felt so right to call Spencer yours. so unexplainably perfect for the two of you to be together. if only your time wasn't cut short by a sucker punch.

you neared the building's parking lot. you looked over at Spencer who you could very easily tell was lost in his own world.

"whats going on in that beautiful head of yours?" you asked, causing him to stifle a smile.

"just thinking." he answered.

"what about?"

"us." he stated, pulling into his parking spot.

oh. oh.

"do tell."

he hesitated, "if i tell you, and you disagree, do you promise it wont change anything about us?"

"i promise."

"did it feel right to you? us being together?" he asked, his eyes innocent and filled to the brim with a mixture of anxiety and adoration as he looked at you.

"yes. it absolutely did. and i was so mad at the assclown for cutting our time short," you admitted, "and punching you in the eye, obviously."

"i- i'm not sure how to ask this but- do you...would you..sorry i-" he stammered.

"yes."

you cut him off, pressing your lips to his. his hand gently cupped your face, deepening the kiss and you both felt like you were on cloud nine.

"thats exactly what i was trying to say," he cracked a dopey smile, causing you to chuckle.

"i've been trying to say it for so long." you confessed, causing him to smile impossibly wider, "we gotta go hotch is waiting."

"just one more kiss?" he asked, which you gave in to, obviously. and then another. and another.

maybe it was good thing that he got a black eye that day, because when you got to the office the whole team was so focused on it they didn't even notice the hint of your lipstick left on spencers lips.

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antpernas · 2 years

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this post is just to send to my therapist but read if you want to hear the story of how I fell in love with Scorpio (copied from my instagram posts made at the time)

OK PART 1 STORYTIMEE so it was thursday evening i think and i was at bens house and i wanted to (nothing new) rip my head off bc ben was fucking irritating as always nothing new ! i was swiping on tinder no biggie and i matched with andy so i sent him a message telling him i thought he was cute, already within 5 seconds of convo i thought he was either a) just a really confident and aggressively extroverted person or b) legitimately insane, and then after five minutes he asked (since id only be there til sunday) if i wanted to meet up to play piano for funsies and i said Fuck yea! we met halfway at a cute little park and started chatting and he was suchhh a sweetheart and told me more about what this date was on the way back to his area, we ended up staying the night at a church he works at to play on their piano and just goof off but when i tell youuuuy i wasnt ready to a) be serenaded and b) be so encouraged and supported by himm...!!!! im already nervous about piano and playing for people bc im self taught and definitely playing for somebody whos classically trained (and that im trying to court no less) didnt help either but he was so sweet and so genuinely impressed and from the way he said he was going crazy for me i swearrr my heart started doing flipsss he was so sweet we literally just played music with/for each other with candles lit for like 2 hourss then after that we danced with each other and sang spanish love songs and then i geeked about classical music i liked to him and he listened through all my half baked analyses and he was just 🥺🥺🥺 unbelievaaableeeee

anyway we did end up fucking and sleeping in the church BUT besides the point anyway the next day he had promised to go to a weekend nudist retreat with his friend and i was like yes of course i had a wonderful time with you i hope u enjoy the retreat etc. but on the inside i was using my intestines to snap my ribs and stab myself in the heart and lungs bc i knew i was going to have to stay with ben the rest of the trip after such an amazing night... fast forward to friday evening and andy texts me saying his friend was being a prick and that if i was willing to hang out hed come back early and spend time with me... now mind you im not one to celebrate someones misfortunes nor encourage ill sentiment between people... but i DEFINITELY was very happy that i was going to get to see andy again so of course i said "yes please literally kidnap me" and so saturday morning we meet at the park again and he tells me about why his short trip was shit and i tell him about why mine had been shit bc i forgot to explain it thursday night and then we agree to forget about both our shitty gay friends and have fun so he takes me to laguna beach and we go free diving/snorkeling (its my first time) and as soon as we step back onto the beach from like 30 minutes of diving all he does is shower me in praise and kiss me and tell me how impressed he is and all i could think was 🥺 wow and tbh looking back im not sure if me losing my balance and breath at that moment was because of lack of oxygen or because of him flattering me but anyway we got all our stuff and went to a second point to snorkel again, it was high tide so it was hard to get past the rocky part at first and he ended up getting cut trying to wait for me but he assured me it was ok and we swam out together and saw some beautiful sea grass fields and kelp forests 🥺🥺 then after that we went and got dinner and i managed to cover the bill while he was in the bathroom jejeje >:) he tried to pay me back but i just used the cash he gave me as an extra tip (a 100% tip ! yup yup) then after that we went to a second beach and after like 30 mins of looking for parking managed to find a spot!! continued in next post

PART 3 but yea we found a spot and played volleyball and watched the sunset and once i started getting back into the groove of playing (i hadnt played in a HOTTT minute) he was sooo sweet and playfully competitive and im jushdktnrkdjr just so fun and then after that we walked down towards pier and he was blasting music and dancing and ngl i was rly nervous about it but everybody was just super chill and some ppl even started dancing w him and i thought it was so cutee so i just started dancing along side him all the way down to the showers to rinse off and at the showers we just full on started salsa dancing with each other and everybody was so supportive and im 🥺🥺 then after that we went back to the car and started driving back to LA and we came up w the idea to just get a hotel room and have him take me to the airport in the morning and we DID IT also mind you every single time we were in the car we were showing each other music and it was mostly me showing him music and then me geeking and fawning over different artists or pieces in front of him ANYWAYprobably the weirdest part was dropping by bens place to get my stuff but yknow what the brief minute of awkwardness was WORTHHH getting to spend the rest of my time with andy cuz the hotel was so cute we just cuddled and ordered thai food (they fucked up our order so we got a second batch of food for free) and listened to more music and im just 🥺 the next morning he had to rush out because we woke up late and he had promised a friend of his to pick her up from somewhere and he ended up leaving his shirt behind and i still dk if it was on purpose 🥺 after that i took a lyft to the airport and yeah that was my story of how i became obsessed w this cute music teacher 🗿

#mydiary

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laximpulsion · 2 years

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Director's Cut Commentary: Ch. 4 aka WELCOME TO TMI HOUR! i buried my ballast, i made my peace

had a moment of absolute earth shattering panic reading over this and realizing i think i mixed my metaphors a little bit with houses/labyrinths ... but then i told myself ykw im not writing the next great american novel, im writing a fanfiction, so i think i can be forgiven for some slight metaphor mixing. still, ffs, how many times did i read over this chapter and only now notice that... potential lesson to learn here: let things sit for longer before you post!

anyway. all of that aside this is both my favorite and least favorite chapter. favorite because i got to just let loose and go really over the top with leah's mental unraveling and metaphors and i did find the literary aspect to be very rewarding. least favorite because, vulnerable honest truth, i was/am nervous that people will find it upsetting -- and not in a cathartic way, but in an off-putting way. i think im probably overthinking it, but for such a delicate topic its hard not to, and i guess id rather overthink it than underthink it. fwiw i struggled off and on w/ suicidal thoughts through my late teens/early twenties, and i wanted to try to be faithful to how painful and overwhelming that can be while also not just seeming like i was doing shock value for the sake of shock value.

and ofc i dont claim that this portrayal represents or should represent anyone's experience other than leah rilke's (not even my own!). even then, this is just one take on what *might* have been going through her head at that time. im sure someone else might have taken it in a different direction but i was really running with the labyrinth metaphor at this point (obviously)

the other aspect of the labyrinth metaphor that i introduced this chap is the monster at the center, which is supposed to stand for insanity. like just totally losing her mind.

#unreliablenarratormoment when leah says fatin is telling her nonsense about the pit and fatin is actually being quite sensible

fatin's story in this chapter is also based on something that happened to me. again, not the juicy parts (sorry). but when i was 15 or 16, a girl played the same piece as me at a piano recital, and she played it better than me, and i decided she was my arch nemesis. i also noticed that she was very nice and pretty, which i found extremely annoying. saw her a couple times at recitals and competitions but after a year or so i never saw her again. (i did not trash her stuff and i never hooked up with her at a party lol sadly)

favorite line: "It’s sick curiosity, or maybe hopeful curiosity. Which is sick in its own way."

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seijorhi · 3 years

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asks :))

what i have learned today is that y’all wanna get fucked by some monsters...

What does nostos mean? What language is it in? 🤔 also I of course loved it, mind blown as usual queen

it’s ancient greek! it means homecoming, the idea of a triumphant return home for the hero after a long journey. i found it through looking at the root of nostalgia. in this fic of course it’s kind of a grim tongue in cheek play on it. the reader’s coming back to the mountains, but she’s running away after a bad breakup, and the welcome she gets is... shall we say less than ideal haha

Just read nostos-

First of all as a person who reads monster shit- hell ya. Mhm. That’s some good shit right there. That was DELICIOUS horror. It actually had me a bit nervous and afraid to read what was gonna happen next 😳

Secondly- omg I wanna know what happened next (at the end) 👀 know what I mean??? 😼

ANYWAY AS ALWAYS you never disappoint and your writing is fantastic (if/when you write horror yandere stuff again I’ll be there- frothing at the mouth. A+++++ work ILY💖)

you want me to write the monster porn, just say it bby ghfjdkshgfjkd but ty

Omfg that fic was so good!

Did the readers mom know about monster kuroo?? Or was she just worried because of the previous murder? And did Kuroo somehow manipulate reader into coming back to the forest or was it just a big coincidence? (👁👄👁 there's no such thing as a coincidence)

Looking forward to your future work <3

ty nonnie!! i didn’t have the right space for it, but after kohsuke was ripped apart and eaten kuroo stayed by the reader’s side until late in the night, only disappearing when he heard the reader’s parents/search party approaching. they found her lying in pools of blood (and scattered half eaten body parts), shaking and unresponsive – they knew no animal could’ve done something like that. so they knew something lurked in those woods, but considering the reader had repressed the memories, her mom couldn’t just come out and say it <33

You are an AMAZING horror writer!!!

The uneasiness I got from the conversations with the mom is just *chefs kiss*

A+++++

ahh thank you!! horror is such a hard genre to write because i’m never sure if the suspense and everything’s gonna hit right haha

I read Nostos before going to sleep last night and at the time I was like “sure hope this doesn’t give me nightmares” and thankfully it didn’t lol. But I think I’m willing to take that chance again because it’s so GOOD and I think I’m just going to have to relive it – @ohno-otome

fhdjgbfhjkdfn i’m glad it didn’t give you nightmares bby!! but i also appreciate that haha, i’m an absolute wimp with scary movies and stuff but i just can’t stop watching them haha

I just wanna say that I was listening to "You're a psychotic villain playlist" on youtube while reading Kuroo's oneshot and I can't explain the emotions I felt, but I'd let Kuroo do things to me asdfghjkl – @itishebihime-samaforyou

ooh nice! sometimes the right playlist makes things doubly as fun haha

OH MY GOD!?!?! Nostos was soooo GOOD?!?!? Like it was so creepy (but in a good way), and scary and suspenseful!! And the ending!?!? Omggg honestly one my fav fics from you!! You did my mans Kuroo justice 🥺💖💕

TYYYYYYY i was genuinely concerned i was gonna scare everybody off haha

Ah! The new fic! Chiefs kiss! Magnificent! Bravo!🧚‍♀️✨🧞‍♀️🦖🦭🌹💫

tysm nonnie!!! <33

i’m pretty sure i’m in the same/similar timezone as you? and i do be staying up late to be one of the first to read your fics (i usually stay up late anyways). so imagine my surprise when i see you post in the afternoon. in conclusion, whether you post to align with your european and american readers’ timezone, my gmt+10 arse will still be one of the first to read your fics. also nostos sjdufigyyjf i have to admit, i recently just found out about monster fucking and nostos scratched the itch😫 i feel bad for kohsuke though

bby i always post at like 2-4 in the morning please get some sleep!! the fics will be there in the morning lmao. i kinda low key forget about my aussie/gmt+10 followers because i think there’s like... 3 of you haha

Honestly if i could give u a dollar everytime i got off to your fics, you'd probably be rich by now

lmao the idea that people find my fics hot enough to get off to still blows my mind lol

your newest kuroo fic was so SO good!! its totally okay if you dont want to answer this so you can keep things ambiguous but is monster kuroo planning on killing the reader after he's...done with them

thank you, bby!! but no, monster kuroo isn’t gonna eat her – he’s had plenty of chances to do that if that’s what he wanted, but he has other plans for the poor reader

RHI, I WANT TO STATE FOR THE RECORD THAT I AM OKAY WITH MORE MONSTER FUCKING IN THE FUTURE. i also want to say im not a monster fucker, but that just feels like a lie at this point. okay, now that that's off my chest, i love it. the mystery, the connections of kuroo to a cat. kuroo's probably gonna go and batter around his prey once they're under his grip like my cat does. hopefully the reader will come out somewhat unscathed, if they are ever allowed to leave 😌 love this, love how different it is, the way kuroo just tries to weasel in. very monster and yandere vibes, very you. have i said i love this yet?? id willingly let him get me drunk on his cock, maybe never leave the peace of the mountains again

‘i want to say that i’m not a monster fucker’ bby the denial will get you nowhere haha. just lean in and embrace it hgfjkdlkfgjnkdl ahh but thank you this is such a sweet ask ILY!!!

Omg omg the monster thing kuroo was in ur latest fic is so familiar to me abdhdmfnjfjf. I remember being told abt a monster with VERY SIMILAR characteristics to it (aka the not being able to go inside a house unless invited and using fire to lure ppl out) AND JFC IT TERRIFIED ME. Esp how when i told ppl around me and they didnt recognize what it was, but it was somehow known to the kid that told me abt it.

(Some ppl thought it was familiar but still didnt know what it was)

Do u know what im talking abt? Hopefully u do

-🥚

GHFJDK so the monster in this is kind of based off the nekomata spirit in japanese folklore - they can appear like people, torment victims by reanimating the corpses of their loved ones, they’ve been blamed for forest fires, so it was just fun to use that as a basis and then go buck wild haha. anyway thanks for the ask bby!

Rest In Peace Kohsuke, you would’ve loved Haikyuu season 5😔✊– @joyvstheworld

poor kohsuke deserved better, i’m just mean to the oc’s i throw into fics haha

Monsterfucking ❤❤❤❤❤❤ a little annoyed you're making me simp for yan Kuroo though (a vibe tho tbh). You're so extremely talented!!!! &

This is probably a stupid question, but how did Kageyama react when he couldn't find y/n? How is life with yan Suga? I imagine probably awful BUT yknow maybe the stockholm syndrome set in fast lmao. Sorry, I'm going on a binge reading your stuff. - @oracleofdin

i will not apologise for making you simp for kuroo he deserves it the man’s a snacc. and as far as your second question, suga’s a very caring, very smothering kinda yandere, so i guess in some ways it’s better than what the reader had with kageyama but... pick your poison haha

That was so good. I’m so shook rn I can’t comprehend anything but how good that was and how good a writer you are

TYSM NONNIE!!! <33

Ok, so, I just read Final Girl and the lil' ticket addition to it and just---

Well, ok I've been playing Dead by Daylight a lot lately? And I'm just picturing Tetsu as the newest killer "The Trickster" and I'm positively RANDY.

Your writing is ALREADY thirst inducing and just as satisfying, but this has SENT ME- If you're not familiar, please...

https://youtu.be/iowkiPobYYQ

Understand my thirst. (I'd also like to clarify, I use a different skin for him that gives him black hair and he looks like Kuroo with an undercut.)

~ @the-casual-hedonist 🌸

i love how feral y’all got for final girl kuroo. like bo and akaashi had his fans, but i put a spiked bat in kuroo’s hands and y’all lost your goddamn minds and i love to see it. fghdjkvhfjdkls thanks for the ask bby

idk why but I love preggo reader as long as I don't pretend it's me 😢✋ I hate babies n pregnancy anywhere else other than horny haikyuu fics

i think that’s a valid thing for a lot of fans. the idea of breeding is sexy, the actual getting pregnant and having a kid thing... not so much. but especially with non-con scenario’s, it’s more about the aspect on control than the actual desire to have kids. but yeah, i feel you

Sorry to bother but uh was just wondering in fracture did Osamu kill his wife or was it actually an “unfortunate event” ? Love your work btw!!

he most certainly did :))

LMFAO RHI i totally get not liking cheating/infidelity fics (towards reader) bc IT HIRTS ME SO BAD I CANNOT HANDLE THOSE.

id be reading fics those fics like: tf you mean my yandere aimt gonna baby me and only want me??🤨🤨🤨⁉️‼️

EXACTLY! listen i get that it’s a fucked up fantasy, but in my fucked up fantasy you damn well better have the decency to be loyal smh

Finders keepers is the most beautiful thing I've read by you: I read it twice like I normally do and here's what I figured out the second time (that's when I analyze it and find the little tidbits of things that are much darker than they appear (: )

To start I LOVE THE DETAILS OF THEM NEVER TEACHING READER ANYTHING- at first I assumed "oh they might see her as a little sister or child or something" but realized thAT WAS THE ISSUE!! they infantilize her and isolate her from everyone but her group. the small details like that are what make the story amazing 😎💅

ahh thank you so much, nonnie!! pls this is making me soft 🥺

I just wanted to stop by and say that I love your writing and I hope you're doing well!!! Drink plenty of water and keep up the amazing work :) but seriously you're one of the best fanfic writers I've seen on tumblr! I read your "Imitation" piece about kuroo and i keep coming back to it, it's so good! I did want to ask if you think it'd be possible for the reader to ever escape with the baby (or at least attempt to). Or if Kenma would "help" at all just to put an end to kuroo's antics lmao

kenma would in no way help the reader, and tbh by that point if kuroo did get her pregnant, she’d be far too emotionally dependant on him to actually even want to leave, but thanks for the ask!

You know who I think would be a perfect Yandere in the JJK world? Choso.

🚨Spoilers Ahead🚨

After being locked in a glass jar for however long he was, and all that happened with his brothers, I feel like he would absolutely never let his darling out of his sight. He would be possessive. Obsessive. And Oh So delusional. Sure he’d be your anything - he truly is a softy - but to what end?🤤

choso would make an excellent yandere, ngl 😌

what au/troupe of your fav character(s) that you have written do you like the most?

(rlly hope this makes sense🙏)

i am always a slut for soulmate au’s :))

#ask #anon #rhi answers #ohh so many asks #i love you guys <33 #fic q's

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cupidhaos · 4 years

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um so hey guys........ (this post will be a bit lengthy but important so if you’d read it all that would be much appreciated)

you may have noticed (or most likely havent) i havent really been keeping up with updates as efficiently as i want to. usually updating line without a hook every week at most times. so as of right now id like to announce that im going to be taking a break from posting my social media series. i’ll still be semi active and posting writings from time to time so i won’t be completely gone - but i’ll get into why right now.

when i started my smaus, it was all for fun and it was something that i really enjoyed doing. it was one of my favorite pastimes and was a really nice hobby, i loved seeing people’s reactions and it made me feel really good about myself.

but lately, i don’t know anymore... i feel like i’ve been forcing myself to try and make updates and i’m not enjoying it as much as i used to. i’m constantly comparing myself to others works asking myself ‘is my writing even actually good?’ or ‘are people even interested?’ i keep telling myself people wouldn’t really care or not either way.

i’m constantly belittling my abilities and for some reason every time i open tumblr i get anxious and a horrible feeling inside of me. i thought that after awhile it would just go away and i wouldn’t think that way anymore but it hasn’t it upsets me that the thing that i used to love doing has turned into something that makes me feel nervous and anxious inside.

i’ve tried to ignore this feeling, and just hoped it would go away eventually - but it really started to take a toll on my mental health. and i hate thinking this way, but in my mind i started to really wonder if anyone really cared if i did update or not - and the truth is i really don’t know anymore.

at one point i was considering deactivating and just leaving, but the community that i have here is something that i cherish greatly and hold close to my heart - i couldn’t bring myself to do it.

i’m sure my absence on here won’t be too great of a deal, and i honestly dont even think people will read this post in the end. but for my own health i’ll be stepping back. i don’t know when i’ll start updates up again or how long it’ll be, but i think once i find the joy in writing that i once had - i’ll be fine.

if you read this far i applaud you honestly and thank you. i apologize once again, but to be honest i’m just really burnt out. and i feel as if my absence wont mean too much to anyone anyways. i’ll come back soon, but i just need some time to myself for now. itll only be a little break hopefully so dont worry about me :)

#personal #im sorry again guys #but if im being honest i just feel like my existence isnt really significant lol #are my aus even good?? or r u all just trying to make me feel better when you say that #im just #im really dramatic guys dont worry it’ll probably be like a month or something #and hopefully i dont get a repeat of last year haha #also im failing precalc so i have to focus on that #it wont be that long probably till the quarter ends #and i mean ill still post written works so its not like im completely gone #im sorry again

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fishandshesmygills · 3 years

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hello. your moodboards. i'm... i'm fritzing even writing this ask, like how. they're so good. pls i bow down, what is your process / what's your favorite image so far / tell me your ellie moodboard creation lore!

omg hiii <333 this got LONG so i will put it under the cut. it's on you for inviting me to ramble about my boards they are a labor of love they bring me soo much joy and this ask has made my night <333

first i made a pinterest board on my super secret pinterest acc (will NOT be linking, its got some very cringe stuff from days past) and at first i just put pics of anna and mary then i searched up angelcore then i took a few pics from my own pin library that i felt gave the Vibes (like all those lonely lit up houses) and then i kept on adding things that i thought matched my aesthetic and now my board is pretty cool looking if i do say so myself :) then i went through my larger board and found pics i thought went well together, i started w the 4 yellow ones bc i wanted to do a 3x3 at first but those 4 just went so nicely and evenly together that i just left it. the first one was literally just vibes but i wanted a sort of ominous feeling, the kissing women being anna and mary, the eyes being anna, the nervous amy gumenick picture being mary, the angel tattoo being a possible representation of their relationship... the fingers gripping the arm conveying that same urgency... i can see mary getting a tattoo especially post-resurrection i think it would be nice for her to have something john never touched. she always told dean that angels were watching over him and i like to think that was a reference to anna :)

that same day i also made my next one, the purple one, in which i included an edit by @sarahblakes which is also my header and by then id decided i was going to make all the colors of the rainbow and i had good purple stuff on my board. so i picked out my 9 fav purple pins on the board and saved them to my desktop with names like m2-1 and so on so i could keep track of them and opened a photo post, put them all in, and moved them around until i liked them. i rearranged it a bunch of times to get it right honestly. again i wanted to convey a sort of fraught urgency, but a little more cosmic now- the hands reaching out to each other are anna and mary, obviously. the stained glass window and church are for anna, the suburban neighborhood for mary, and the art piece of the woman reminded me of mary burning on the ceiling. the first one was smaller and more intimate to me. ive always loved purple it's just such a mystical color i think. again i included the angels watching over you line. i included 8 pictures in this moodboard because they were all different sizes (i save images directly from pinterest and credit where i can, but even with reverse image search a lot of them time finding the original is just not possible) the 4-format didnt work. anyways, i had more pictures for this one.

the next one: red. i almost did a taylor swift, red, reference in the caption, but i restrained myself. i did however include the yonic book painting from portrait of a lady on fire. for lesbian rights. this one im personally really in love with: red represents both anger/violence and love/desire in a way i think annamary really embodies. the photo of the redheaded girl playing the video game is just sooo anna to me: searching for those deeply human experiences. i love the painting with the two characters, one threatening the other with a gun, because that basically did happen in canon. another angel in the middle, red like the moodboard, two vintage-y blonde girls for mary, and of course anna, impaled. loving her was red, indeed. this one again had 8 images because i wanted to keep anna and mary together in the bottom row.

and now, blue. regina spektor caption!! blue, the most human color. anna deeply wanted to be human. she ripped out her grace to truly experience the world. mary meahwhile wanted safety, represented by the various suburban houses. i LOVE the look of this board: blue is also one of my favorite colors. i like how the glowing hands reaching around the moon mirror the image of the wings, but i didnt plan that when i picked the images, i chose them and then arranged them. i loveee houses that look lonely and haunted, lit up from the inside on a blue-dark night. suburban gothic is an aesthetic im obsessed with and it really fits mary and her cookie-cutter motherhood dreams that were heaven sent and wrong for her. the "im still here" sign across from the angel wings one makes a nice visual parallel and i also included it to include the scene where anna proclaims "there's still me" oh anna i love you so deeply.

#asks #nuntox #mutuals my beloved #ellie shhh

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vlogsquadssquad · 4 years

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secure

summary: Charlie puth invites David to a get together where David meets y/n and they hit it off.

a/n: a teensy weensy bit angst but im 100% making a part 2 of this with a happy ending so no worries!!!!!!!!!

warnings: language

mood board:

-- 3RD PERSON DD & CP

“hey what are your plans for Saturday?” Charlie asked David as they finished up a bit for the vlog.

“umm, nothing really. im kind of in a fog right now. why?” David took a bite of his apple.

“well im throwing a small little kickback at my house. a few of my music friends are coming and it might get you some good connections, if you'd like.”

“dude, that's fucking sick! name drop! is Selena Gomez gonna be there?” David asked excitedly.

“no, no, Selena doesn't really do too many social events anymore. she's going through a lot...” David raised his eyebrow as Charlie looked to the ground. “but you know who will be there? y/f/n!”

“shut the fuck up dude are you serious?” Davids heart dropped at the thought of y/n at the party. he's been crushing on her for a bit, and has been dying to meet her.

“yeah, I mean she texted me she would, why are you all giddy?” Charlie punched David on the shoulder playfully, but secretly didn't want David to say he had a crush on her because truth was, so did Charlie. what's not to like? she's humble, kind, funny, easy-going, and down for anything.

“oh, uhh... no reason, just she's a pretty popular singer right now. good clickbait.” David said with nervousness in his voice. he didn't want to admit that he had a crush when he hasn't even met her.

“alright, well ill see you at the kickback then. bring some friends!” Charlie tried not to sound worried or suspicious. he’d have to keep an eye on the two.

-- YOUR POV

I really hate going to parties. but Charlie promised it would be chill and just a way to destress. ive been in a fog with my album im writing. I have great songs but I need two more and im stuck on what to write about. maybe the party will be a good thing.

-texts w - Charles 🤪 -

< should I wear something casual or ?? are we dressing nicer lol

you look great in everything! >

maybe party casual if that's a thing? >

< thought it was a kickback you ass! lol but thanks for the heads up. see you there, Charles! 😉

-end texts-

he hated when i called him Charles but i love messing with him. after careful examining of the clothes i had, i decided to go as I was. it was an easy going outfit but I still looked put together. I had no one to impress anyways.

-- 1st PERSON DD

“dude, im so nervous.” i whispered to Ilya, who knew of my crush.

“its fine man, don't be a pussy.” i took a drink of my water and grabbed my camera to film with Benny Blanco a little he always had something funny or interesting to say.

“Charles!” I heard from the living room. i didn't think anything of it and kept filming with Benny and Jeff. a little while goes by and then Benny looks over my shoulder.

“hey, y/n/n! so good to see you!” i froze. y/n went and gave benny an inviting hug and then turned to me. her eyes were easy to melt into.

“hi, good to see you, im y/n” she went in for a hug. she smelled beautiful.

“oh, hi. im David. big fan.”

“and im Jeff, wow you look so great, can I get you a drink?”

i rolled my eyes at Jeff trying to make a move. of course he's into the same girl I am.

“oh, im ok, I actually don't really like to drink.” she's so kind and gentle as she speaks.

“so how is the album coming?” benny asks her.

“its... not.” she laughs lightly but I can tell she's stressed. is it too early to tell her I already know her inside and out? am I crazy for watching all her interviews, tiktoks, and instagram stories?

“im in a fog,” she looks to the ground. how are we already so compatible? “I want two more songs but im having trouble finding a conclusion to the story im telling. maybe there isn't one, I don't know.”

“what's the story you're trying to tell?” I ask feeling very brave and comfortable already.

“basically my current dating life.” she slightly blushes. “its so hard dating and every time I start to like a guy or I know of him and I already have a crush on him, it doesn't end well. and I have these little romances I write about but they all end in either piggy behavior or ghosting.” we laughed along with her. her smile was radiating.

“maybe I can help, do you wanna go to Charlie’s studio?” Benny asks her.

“you're an angel! yes! ill repay you in food.” she laughs. as they walk out, Im watching her. she moves so flawlessly. “hey, you can come too. might get something good for the vlog.” she smiles to me. my heart is beating out of my chest. she watches my videos or at least knows of me. “cool, thank you.” I say trying to remain calm. she also pulls Charlie in and he drapes his arm around her shoulder. they're just friends.

as we get seated in the room, Benny starts asking her questions. “so, we know what message you're giving but how are you delivering it for the album? what's the feeling? want to play us a song that captures the vibe?”

“well I only have the instrumentals for the songs but I can play one live?”

“great, lets do it.” Charlie smiled to her as he handed her a mic.

“don't post this anywhere, David” she warned.

she brought warmth to my cheeks. “nope, ill only use it as blackmail.”

her laugh was such a gift. I could tell jokes all day just to hear her laugh again.

she played a beautiful song that was slow and powerful and all about heartbreak. it hurt to hear her go through that. then benny asked for another song. this one was more pop. like id hear it on the radio, but still deep.

the rest of the night was them composing songs and some stupid jokes here and there. safe to say she's the most down to earth and funny person in the room. the fans will go crazy that im here with her. im going crazy that im here with her.

-- YOUR POV

I spent the whole night in the studio with some amazing people. I found myself taking it all in and being so thankful for my life. ive known of David and watched his vlogs pretty frequently too, but being with him was a whole different experience. he gave great advice and genuinely helped me through some of my block. he gave a listeners point of view and had fresh ears. it was nice. he even offered to walk me to my car.

“I figured you'd have like a limo waiting for you outside or something.” he joked as we walked toward the street.

“nope, that's just youtubers.” I joked back.

he laughed, “ouch.”

“thank you for your input tonight.” he chuckled. “no, I really mean it. I think I know exactly how I want to end the album.” I look into his eyes as my back is pushed against my car.

“where's your mind at?” he looks back to me.

“loving myself. I know it sounds cliche, but isn't the greatest romance of all, the love you have for yourself? tonight was the most fun ive had, and it was just hanging out with friends talking about endless things.”

he nods as he takes my words in. “you're really secure with yourself. I like that. its going to be a great album.”

he leans in and for a moment I think he's going to kiss me which I don't need right now. then I see his hands go low to the handle of my car door and he opens it for me.

“oh, I can't take a hint, huh?” I joke with him.

“no, not at all. I just know you're excited to go home and write your new hit.” he says almost seriously.

“thank you” I whisper. “and also, can I get your number? id love to do something fun for the vlogs.”

-- DAVIDS POV, NEXT DAY

“il, it couldn't have gone better! she asked for my number, bro!”

“that's fucking sick. imagine you dating one of americas sweetheart, music icons.” Ilya pokes at David.

“its not a fucking joke, I really think there was something there but id really like to get to know her better.”

“who are we talking about?” Charlie asks as he enters the room. David had texted him to meet up for a bit they were doing.

“uh, no one.” im quick to reply knowing they're` great friends and I don't want any drama.

“oh ok... so what'd you think of y/n?” he asks me.

“oh she's great, yeah, I was editing some last night and I think I'll keep some parts in.”

“yeah, she's so easy to be around. I think im gonna ask her out, she's kind of the girl of my dreams, and im like 99% sure she's in love with me too.” he says almost marking his territory.

I look to Ilya and he just half smiles. “oh, that's great man. yeah you should ask her out if you're in love with her. she's a great catch.” my chest falls as I say it aloud. I really thought she liked me.

part 2

#davids vlogs #david dobrik #david dobrik fanfiction #david dobrik imagine #david dobrik x reader #David dobrik fanfic #David dobrik imagines #vlog squad #vlog squad imagines #vlog squad fan fiction #Charlie puth #Charlie puth fanfic #Charlie puth imagine #Charlie puth fan fiction

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cattles-bians · 3 years

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damie vibecca exes au part 20

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obsetress: ok but when they first meet

obsetress: at that bar on whatever night or whatever

obsetress: when dani and viola are talking

obsetress: viola's waving her hand around as she says something and dani's staring and then totally out of nowhere:

obsetress: "wanna compare hands?"

obsetress: "what?"

obsetress: "lemme see your hand"

obsetress: and dani is grabbing one of vi's with both of hers and pulling it towards her "like this"

obsetress: and then dani's pressing their palms together and viola's raising an eyebrow and dani just GRINS and then even once they lower their hands back to the bar, neither of them move away

em: dani is SO bold i would die for her

obsetress: god same

obsetress: dani keeps glancing down at them as they're talking and she is NOT subtle

obsetress: viola catches her every time

em: maybe dani gets a smidge of smthn on the corner of her mouth and viola...

obsetress: viola pulls her hand away and dani blinks and her brows do that lil thing but then viola's murmuring "here" and grazing her thumb along the corner of dani's mouth

obsetress: dani squeaks

em: love when dani gets out dani’d

obsetress: viola's like "sorry, was that... was that okay?" and dani just swallows and nods with big shining eyes and then vi kinda hesitates and (they've been talking for a couple hours at this point, touchin hands and obv v into each other) lets her thumb graze across dani's bottom lip and she murmurs "what about that?" and dani's eyes flutter shut

obsetress: cut to: them making out in the bathroom

obsetress: no um

obsetress: thinking about vi and dani's first kiss and like

obsetress: maybe like right after that up there vi's leaning in closer and i think she. asks dani "can i kiss you?" and dani's whispering "please" and then they're kissing all soft and THEN cut to: them making out in the bathroom and one of them slamming back against the door and kissing hard

em: dani whispering please…

em: also the smash cut between um nervous anticipation and SLAMMING against a door is so funny to me

em: sums them up

obsetress: RIGHT

obsetress: it's so good i love them

obsetress: i cant decide like

obsetress: because i don't think vi would be so rough with dani at first as to shove her hard against a door and i DO think dani would be shoving her against the door and her tongue down her throat first chance she gets

obsetress: but i think vi prob flips them p quick

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em: i am. creasing thinking abt dani having to rename all of violas contacts like STOP FUCKING UR EX

obsetress: STOP FUCKING UR EX lskfjakdlsfjsd even BETTER

obsetress: edit the tumblr post coward

em: obsetress: no um dani definitely calls the landline once and viola's like "HELLO?" and dani's like "hi?" and viola's so glad to hear her dumb voice but she's still like "dani, why are you..." and dani's like "well... i, uh... i... i was... and then i..."

obsetress: anyway they have phone sex on the landline

em: CRYIN

em: danis blocked all of vis numbers except the landline shes down Bad

obsetress: yeah,

obsetress: (dani still comes over after)

em: unstoppable force (danis thirst) meet immovable object (violas stubbornness)

obsetress: just imagining like

obsetress: i mean either after this or at literally any other time

obsetress: dani and viola laying side by side in vi's bed catching their breath immediately after and viola's just like

obsetress: "you have the libido of a teenage boy"

obsetress: and dani's head just flops to the side to look at her and she just GRINS

em: dani makes some quip abt um

em: danis like i read somewhere women don’t hit their sexual peak until their 40s or something and violas like (extremely tersely) i’m 35

obsetress: SCREECH

obsetress: dani "no, i... i know, i wasn't–– i was just––"

obsetress: viola can't stay pressed w her

em: dani tryna explain her way outta that one i’m

em: dani has never once seen violas drivers license nor ID

obsetress: "i was just... saying, because, you know, i mean... for me, i'm... you know, i'm only ever getting more..." (flush, head duck, grin up through her lashes) "you know. and i'm getting older, so i was just... thinking. for me, i mean. thinking for me"

em: dani; also i give WAY better head than a teenage boy

obsetress: viola biting her lip, grinning, melting because how could you not? and then dani kinda stops in her tracks and her brows pinch together and she tilts her head at viola "i'm... a lot better at going down on you than a teenage boy though, right? i think i am" (long pause) "i hope i am"

obsetress: anyway viola laughs and tugs dani over n on top of her "i wouldn't know" and dani does her lil nervous laugh and is like "yeah, you're right, i guess not" "but" and dani's face lights up and viola continues "i think you probably are. and you're definitely up there" and dani just GRINS

obsetress: her head is back between vi's legs not three minutes later

em: dani talks big game n then like immediately double checks for validation

em: it’s an important part of her character growth!!!

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em: ok more ‘viola has been doing this lesbian thing for longer than jamie realises’ content but like

em: perhaps she has a whole lot of ear piercings that she just never wears

em: and then one day she’s like gosh gotta make sure these don’t heal over and jamies like

em: hey what the fuck

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obsetress: um suddenly had a thought

obsetress: viola tattoos

em: oh

obsetress: yeah, like um

obsetress: vi wouldn't have heaps and they'd be hidden bc Propriety but

em: hidden tattoos my beloved

em: all tattoos my beloved

em: i mean defs has like. the date and coordinates of isabels birth somewhere

em: but um! hmm

em: haha violets

obsetress: THE ISABEL THING WAS THE FIRST THING I WAS GONNA SAY

obsetress: violets are very vi tho like

obsetress: shade plant yk

em: under the tit

obsetress: I WAS GONNA SAY UNDER THE TIT

obsetress: GET OUTTA MY HEAD

obsetress: ok it has to be canon then if we both thought it

em: it’s canon!!

em: hmm what else

em: i think viola and dani have belly button piercings but like they got them separately

obsetress: omg when did they each get theirs

em: hmmmmmm

em: i mean wild child rich heiress viola (untapped potential here won’t lie)

obsetress: wild child rich heiress viola/boarding school wild child dani au

em: oh my god

em: viola defs went to a boarding school and dani n her commiserate over it

em: viola gets it done while she’s in highschool

em: dani post eddie break up

em: like symbolically reclaiming herself deal

em: doing things for Her

obsetress: YES

obsetress: i was gonna say vi highschool dani college

em: YES

em: idk what tattoos dani would get but am thinking abt viola holding her hand while she’s getting a tattoo or piercing done bc she’s braver than ppl think but Also

obsetress: vi holding dani's hand and telling her how good a job she's doing

obsetress: dani kissing vi's tattoos

obsetress: super fascinated even though shes seen them a hundred times

em: danis like haha and what’s this one mean (plants a big old smooch)

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obsetress: Shananigans402: dani putting on 4 inch heels and being so content that she's finally her girlfriend's height and then viola kisses her before putting on 6 inch heels with a smug little grin

obsetress: i––

em: oh my god shannon

obsetress: oh shes on one

obsetress: Shananigans402: dani starts keeping things on a high shelf in her place just so she can ask viola to reach up to get them down for her

obsetress: i was talking to shan abt the shelf thing

obsetress: and i played myself i think

obsetress: because now i literally cannot stop thinking

obsetress: dani putting the strap on the top shelf in her closet "baby 🥺 can you get it 🥺"

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[em note: once again it is the time honored timezone tradition of either sending ur friend something really good or really fucked up b4 they go to sleep]

em: what about

em: jamie and dani laying in bed after brunch w violas excessive amount of ear jewellery and jamies like ‘those were cool. i want some’ and danis like ‘with ur tiny lil ears??’ and jamies like ‘well. yeah…’ and danis like well. if u wanna. i think one would be cute here (mwah) and here (mwah) or maybe here (mwah)

em: ticklish jamie. that is my lil idea

obsetress: im Soft

em: thankyou

em: em softsbians

em: what was ur lil idea

obsetress: oh

obsetress: not obsoftress

obsetress: but um

em: look i was really hoping i could make it hornier but alas sometimes the idea is soft

em: can’t force the horny

obsetress: i will do my job n delivery the horny for u i suppose

obsetress: it's a hard job but somebody's gotta do it!

em: it’s a thankless job!

obsetress: dani, sneaking up behind viola to wrap her arms around her waist and bury her face between her shoulder blades: baby 🥺 can you get the strap 🥺

obsetress: dani, laying on the bed, staring up at her, panting: baby 🥺 can you get the strap 🥺

obsetress: dani, pulling away mid-heated makeout, half naked, still grinding into vi even tho they're not kissing anymore without even realizing it: baby baby 🥺 can you get the strap 🥺

obsetress: dani, catching her breath after her first orgasm, letting her head flop to the side to look over at vi: baby 🥺 can you get the strap 🥺

em: insatiable dani clayton my beloved

obsetress: thank you i agree

obsetress: something about dani calling vi baby also........................

em: oh i love dani calling vi baby SO MUCH

em: fucked up that dani clayton is potentially just the right height to motorboat vi pretty much whenever

em: sappho may u plant ur self face first into the breast of ur tender gf or whatever

em: dani: haha i’m so short i can’t reach it. can u lift me

obsetress: vi sees thru all of dani's little tricks but entertains them anyway

obsetress: because she knows shes gonna get to rail her at the end of them

em: dani being a little shit is foreplay actually clayton

em:

#the dani jamie viola rebecca exes au #this one is so self indulgent sorry sghjfasfms #but also: not sorry?#i have ONE MORE and then the vibecca wedding and im So Excited to post that one #not just bc then ill be like. free ahsjfasf

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yurtletheturtlehenderson · 4 years

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Yurtle's 2021 Writing Projects

COSMIC: Will Byers x Reader - MALE READER + NON BINARY READER VERSIONS -> plot, dialogue, and love interest will remain the same, but I will finally be fulfilling a promise I made after far too long of making two more copies of this series that will allow readers of he/him pronouns to hopefully feel more represented, as well as readers who prefer they/them pronouns. You deserve an escape just as much as anyone else and im truly sorry its taken me this long. These versions are already in development as I type this out. This will include all seasons, and is something I am working out for Scars That Heal, and all my other stories as well.

AN UNFORTUNATE REWRITE: ASOUE x Reader - Love Interest Change -> Previously Klaus Baudelaire x Reader will now be a Violet Baudelaire x Reader. I asked you guys about this a while ago and I was met with a lot of enthusiasm. And honestly I'm getting worried about my lack of enthusiasm for this series and I don't want to give up on it, not when I've barely given the series a try. And truthfully, exploring Violet as an LI intrigues me more than Klaus. And the deciding factor in all this was Klaus Baudelaire has a small handful of x readers available whereas Violet doesn't have any. Not that I've found. I'm very sorry if this upsets you, but this is a decision I've thought a lot about for months actually and I think it will help get me through to the next season which is where Reader's backstory really starts to kick in. Thank you guys for understanding and I'd be more than happy to talk about it with you guys more if you'd like 💞

I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HER: IANOWT x Reader -> okay. So this one has really been eating at me all year. I wanna write this one SO BAD. but I just... don't have any ideas. So, if you don't mind, I'd love to brainstorm with you guys if any of you have time. I really really want to make it a Syd x Reader or a Dina x Reader. I love both with all my heart. Don't get me wrong, I love Stanley Barber with all I am, but I just. I can't do a rewrite with him. I'm sorry. All I've got so far for ideas is Syd being in love with Dina as it is in the show and Reader being in love with Syd. I'm thinking Reader has a little brother or sister that is Goob's age that is best friends with Goob, and that this is how Syd and Reader know one another but everything I try to go over the plot in my head I can't find a way to bring them together? I really thought I'd get more ideas with even a hint of what they had planned for season 2 but 😤😡 yeah. Now I have to smush it all together and wrap it up in a bow, or at least I feel pressured to. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is, those are my only solid ideas, and I am ALWAYS open to literally whatever ideas you have and more than happy to hear them, whether they're half baked ideas that came to you from some random shit post or some fully fleshed out power point presentation 😂 all my ideas are one or the other anyway, no in between lol. Point is, help is always appreciated as I do NOT want to give up on this beautiful, well crafted story and its wonderful characters 🥰💞

THE STOLEN UMBRELLA: Diego Hargreeves x Reader -> As I've mentioned before, season one has left the planning stage and is now currently ready to be written. All I need to do is finish planning season 2. Currently, I am on episode 3, The Swedish Job. There's not much I can tell you about this series that I haven't already shared but I can say what makes this rewrite an AU [if it wasn't already clear]; Vanya Hargreeves was never lied to and grew up as the seventh Umbrella Academy member. And yet, her siblings have still shut her out leaving them all with the same dynamic from the show... This book will feature my very first OC! I will explain more later, but the "faceclaim" is none other than the talented Ewan McGregor. I am very much excited for you guys to meet G.R.E.G.O.R.Y. 😇

And finally...

[working title] Not What You Expected: Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader -> This was the big one. For me at least. Doing a Harry Potter rewrite is a big commitment but I honestly just snapped when I didn't see any Hermione x Readers. My goal, the whole vibe im gonna shoot for is wholesome 90s wlw [witches loving witches lol I'm sorry I couldn't resist]. Reader would be adopted by Hagrid as an infant and will have been raised on the grounds by Hagrid cause I'm sorry but he's just SUCH A mum DAD. Another little twist? Veela are supposed to be strictly blonde with "moon bright skin" well since id be the author id say FUCK THAT and bend canon and say anyone of any ethnicity can be Veela, cause yall are beautiful in all shapes, sizes and colors 😍 so basically Reader will be half Veela and just casually charm the pants off of everybody with her veela magic ESPECIALLY Hermione 😉😊. Like im sorry can you just imagine Reader all covered in dirt from helping her dad on the grounds and seeing Hermione and Hermione just 😳 *gay gulp* and then reader opening her mouth an then greeting her with the heavy west country accent and oh no Hermione didn't realize how pretty girls were and for heavens sake, surely this girl knew she had a bowtruckle on her shoulder clinging to her ear and wait. She's ALSO memorized all of Hogwarts a History and- oh no... Like, im sorry but I have NO self control and I just have to write this. Bonus, Harry Potter may or may not but definitely will be Reader's Designated Himbo Friend™ and yes this is what I was asking you guys on your input for earlier. I totally understand and respect putting reader in Gryffindor and Slytherin, both are wonderful choices for story paths for reader. But im gonna do my best to bring as much representation to the table as I can and use the most underrepresented house cause everyone deserves to feel represented as much as they possibly can ☺ i sincerely hope you guys are as excited for this as I am, please let me know what you think about this one as I was pretty nervous to share this idea with you guys. [EDIT: I have a title!! MUDBLOODS & HALF-BREEDS !!]

Thank you guys so much for reading, I know I word vomit a lot 😄 I do promise you my current WIPs have not been neglected and I actually have been working on them a fairly equal amount. Scars That Heal has actually been written for a while but needs to be tied up and I need to find a satisfying way to wrap up the chapter. But anyways, I hope you guys are as excited about these announcements as I am and I can't wait to share them with you! Love you all! 🥰

💕💕💕 - Yurtle

#announcement #cosmic #cosmic 1 #cosmic 2 #cosmic 3 #cosmic 2.0 #an unfortunate rewrite #tsu ☂️#ianilwh #hermione x fem!reader #hp reader insert #hp rewrite #nwye #sth🎈#yurtle 2021

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