#anywho --- in addition to this excitement

[iced-souls]

I am happy to say i have gotten the correct tmnt comic this time

And im very patiently waiting for it’s arrival

Veeeery patient

Only a pre order away!!

Patient….

[xheartpages]

Since someone really thinks I won't post this shit---

I'm super excited for the end of this month / my birthday on April 2nd, because my girlfriend - who is a filthy brit - @towercursed is coming to the US for a week to celebrate and it'll be the first time we'll see each other and it's super super excited. It went from waiting 3 months to 16 days and I already have the days off and am just vibrating and waiting until the day---

[kirkscarr]

ok so i just finished my book cover for First, Best Destiny - Part 1 by the amazing @ophelia-j !!

admittedly i was going to wait until i actually attached the text block to the cover before i posted this haha, but i was SO excited after making this cover that i decided to just post it and then update with the finished product later!!

this book is absolutely embedded in my soul, and words cannot even describe how gorgeously it’s written. it’s a book that made me realize - hey, the adventure doesn’t end as you grow old.

you can read it here. i promise you won’t regret it!!!

anyways!!! here’s all of my other bookbinding steps for anyone interested.

cam’s somewhat incomplete bookbinding guide

please note that i am an AMATEUR hobbyist. please do not actually use this as a tutorial.

oh also!! bookbinding terminology will have a * by it which will be explained at the end in order to make this flow better. i’ll also link the tutorials i used at the end of this for anyone interested.

1) Formatting the document! I downloaded the original text as a PDF, and then designed a cover page, grabbed some art from the internet (i know, frowned upon, but this is just a personal copy so it is what it is), and then designed a table of contents and chapter icons!!

*side note! i added which episodes each chapter follows to the table of contents (pictured below) as this book was written as an accompaniment to TOS and the movies.

2) Next, I printed out all NINE HUNDRED PAGES??? admittedly i could have done it in less if I’d used a bigger page size, but sending things out to be printed is expensive so we made do. after printing, i folded them into signatures*.

*there’s an additional note about the paper i used at the end

3) punching out holes in all the signatures! although not technically necessary, I honestly don’t think i would’ve been able to sew this behemoth without doing it.

4) sewing the pages into a real!! actual!! book!! this was the part i was most nervous about. i’ve NEVER attempted to sew anywhere near this large of a book before, so i tried out a new method of sewing in hopes of making it a bit more sturdy. we won’t know if it worked until this book endures some wear and tear, but i’m pretty optimistic!

5) next up is glueing the spine! this is where it really hit me that a lot of bookbinding is just…glueing shit together. later i also added cardstock to the spine in hopes of helping it adhere to the cover better, and a book headband* for decoration.

5) now we’re onto the book cover!! they only sell bookboard in minor bulk around here, so we’re not even gonna discuss how much bookboard i now own… anyways! i glued the faux leather onto the bookboard and then let that dry.

6) last up! off to the cricket! a huge thank you to my friend for letting me borrow her cricket AND supplies! anywho, this is where i designed my cover art. i then adhered the design to the cover. after this step, i realized i…definitely need some kind of sealant - so, if any more seasoned bookbinders have suggestions for this i am all ears!!

all in all, this was a super fun project, and a great way to kill some time while i recover from surgery! i absolutely plan to bind the sequel at some point, but that may be a…ways away. i’m a STEM major and school starts back up soon so…time will be in short supply lol!

To be continued...

Terminology

*signature: group of sheets folded in half, to be worked into the binding as a unit.

*book headband: just look up a picture if you’re curious because tumblr says i can't add any more pictures lol.

*about the paper!! i actually got it from a local specialty paper store, but if you want something similar i've heard amazon has some good bookbinding alternatives!

Tutorials

please PLEASE go check out Jess Less on youtube. she's phenomenal. here are her vids and what i used them for.

don't laugh!! i actually stole MOST of my techniques straight from this video.

i used this one to help me format the book correctly! although i still ended up with some goofs haha (see: any pages on the left side have the page number in the margin LMAO).

[celestie0]

I LOVEE GOJO AND I LOVE SPIDERMAN IF U DO WRITE AN AU ILL WORSHIP U FOREVER

ahhh see i really do want to. but ughhh. too many ideas too little time.

i was kinda thinking, i've really been wanting to do a hospital au, so maybe mix it w spiderman au. sumn like reader n gojo are both part of a trauma surgeon cohort of first year residents and maybeee it's also childhood friends to lovers? like they've been friends forever and went through med school together n stuff. so likeee reader knows him better than anyone else

ok and then hear me out. so gojo has his typical spiderman lore right like he gets bit by a spider n becomes spiderman. it'd be kinda crazy if gojo n reader both work the night shift...but suspiciously, every single night that gojo isn't working, the hospital keep getting spiderman-related roughed up criminal patients 🤔 like they're covered in webs and all claim to have been beaten up by spiderman in the downtown streets of new york city. and reader is always telling gojo about the crazy patient cases whenever they hang out and how it sucks that he's never on shift when they get those patients and he's like yeaaaaa damn that's crazy 💀💀

anywho there was also additional idea i had where reader is also a clinical researcher and she steals samples of spiderman's webs n forensic material from the patients to look at the stuff under a microscope and she believes there's a promising cure for cancer based on what she's found in the chemical composition of his webs. but when she brings it up to the institution, they shut her down. so she takes matters into her own hands and tries to seek spiderman out bc she needs more web to run experiments

ok but imagine the angsttt when reader feels like gojo is slipping away from her n becoming more n more distant for some reason even though they've been best friends their whole life, but it's only bc he has this big secret that he doesn't want her to find out bc he knows that it'll only put her in danger :(( sobs

yea idk such were my ideas... it's a little cliche but i like it xd ... i have absolutely put my foot down and said no more series until i finish kickoff and get at least halfway through ihm...but i'm super excited by the prospect of a spiderman au!!

[thefirstradiant]

Suptober Day 6: Electric ⚡️

Unfortunately I didn’t get the chance to write out the fic in full yet like I wanted to. I will perhaps come back to this at a later date. I lost some motivation and sleep this weekend:/ Anywho! Here’s the headcanons/notes/bits of dialogue I had written down!

NSFW ~ Destiel ~ electric shock kink

-it starts when Cas accidentally brushes past Dean while his grace is sparking due to some strong emotion. He’s furious at something but turns back around and sees Dean absolutely frozen to the spot looking like he forgot how to breathe

-for his part, Dean did forget how to breathe. Cas’s grace felt like a electric shock to his core and went straight to his cock. He managed to stay silent but it was a close call

“Are you okay, Dean?”

“Cas, uh yeah,, angel, that’s right. Yeah. Fine.”

-Dean can’t stop thinking about it and bolts to jerk off everytime he gets the slightest tingle

-it takes a few weeks but Dean finally asks Cas while they’re having sex to “do the thing with your grace”

“My grace? Dean?”

“Fucking hell Cas. Shock me, burn me, I don’t care.”

-he’s sliding into Cas at the same time as he’s saying this and doesn’t have more words than that, he’s fucking a fucking angel so it shouldn’t matter

-Cas isn’t even sure how to do it on purpose at first but he tries his absolute hardest to focus on how much Dean wants it

-Cas figured it out and dean has the best orgasm of his life

-Sam was concerned the next morning because of the screaming

-they end up making it a regular part of their sex life and regular life

-turns out in addition to exciting Dean, it also works to ground him in stressful situations and punish him whenever Cas is annoyed (dean really doesn’t mind)

-dean doesn’t like to think about why he finds it so arousing but good news is he can’t think much when Cas is doing it to him

-Cas becomes slightly addicted to shocking dean

-dean is more than a little addicted to it

-Sam thinks they’re fucking weird

[devotion-disorder]

Hi!! I don't know if anyone has asked this before, but-- How did you go about posting your yan OCs for the first time? I absolutely LOVE yours and would love to share mine like how you post about yours, but It's soooo nerve wracking to start it... Lol, sorry if this is weird! ^^;;;;; Do you have any advice or anything?

Hihi!!!! I understand it is kind of nervewracking like oohhhh these are my silly Original Blorbos if any of you guys care. but the world could always use more yanderes!!!!!! so we do in fact care !!!!!!!!!!1

I will say that a while ago my blog was mainly DoL-centric with the exception of the occasional yan post reblog- but i honestly wish I branched out into that more early on, for some reason i was really fixated on keeping my blog centered around one thing only. At some point I just realised that. it's my blog. i should just do whatever I want lmao. and I think that's a good mindset to have tbh - its your house your rules babey

I don't know if there's anything in particular with how I did it that's remarkable in any sense, but I suppose I just tried to make sure i was presenting my oc's in a way that leaves a strong impression and is easy to digest: so a list of facts about them, some are just basic info, some are lore-motivated and some are just things i think would be funny LOL. and yanderes at their best are when they are being their most creepy irredeemable selves so I drew something extra for that too (in fact it was kind of a last-minute addition lol). but anywho i was just hoping to establish a strong impression of their characters ig.

but yes! the only real advice I stand behind is to do whatever you wanna do and have fun with it. that is easier said than done, but I think that my enjoyment of drawing and posting has really took off ever since i just stopped caring what others might think. Good luck to you and your oc's, im sure many people will be very excited about more yanderes in this world!!!!!!!!!

[chaoticspeedrun]

Hello! I hope you are well!

I saw that you wanted some ideas for a fic, i have a request if thats okay. I have an request for an donnie x reader (can be gn or fem!, either is fine), where the reader seems like the villain but is trying to protect them from a bigger badder villain maybe like big mama for example? Maybe like a lovers to enemies to lovers trope? Or just a enemies to lovers trope.

Anywho i love your work! Please remember to take breaks and please remember to eat and drink something today. Bye bye!❤

AN: You guys are worrying about me and my health, it’s so sweet, I’ll try though my ADHD brain might forget, thank you <3 also, your brain is beautiful anon, villain reader lovers to enemies to lovers?? *chef’s kiss* How could I pass that up?

This one took a while because I got excited and it got long, I love how it turned out though.

Trust fall

Pairing: Rise!Donnie x Fem! reader (No use of Y/N)

Type: Oneshot

Summary: Donnie fell in love with you slowly but steadily, he would have trusted you with his life, which is why finding out you were working with a villain was too hard of a hit to take.

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, break-ups, reader says f*ck once.

MASTERLIST

Donnie didn’t think he was too trusting, but sometimes he didn’t have the insight to people Leo and Mikey would, his own ego made him think he couldn’t be fooled, and maybe, just maybe, that would be his downfall.

He met you at the Big Nexus Hotel, you were staying there for a couple of days to try something different is what you said, a human in a huge hotel full of yokai who was suddenly ran over by a mutant ninja turtle in his attempts to escape the claws of a big feral dog called Gus.

Donnie hurried to protect you, grabbing your hand and pulling you into a run alongside him, because you were a civilian suddenly involved in the situation since Gus had seen you together, so now you were in danger too.

The moment he saw Leo on the other side of the hallway waving and opening a portal Donnie didn’t hesitate to go through it, dragging you along and directly into the lair where Mikey and Raph were already staring at you in shock, Leo just whistled, closing the portal behind him before asking.

“Well DonTron, aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Introductions were a messy affair, where you explained you’d been staying at the hotel for two days before what happened, and they explained themselves in a way. You took their explanation in stride, just accepting mutants and Yokai were a thing after the crazy persecution scene just a moment before.

Your easy acceptance put them all at ease, they were shocked at it, yes, but thought nothing more while Mikey excitedly asked if you wanted to stay for dinner and Leo just made a side comment about your attitude to them being a little weird.

Donnie should have thought it out further.

You were fitting right in and sitting at the table with them, but even after the crazy day you just had you still had enough energy to ask Donnie about his battle shell, the question then went over to his tech bō, him explaining how he got his hands on the titanium used on most of his things and then switched over to sci-fi movies, Leo joining the conversation in smalls bursts at that.

You left the lair with four new phone numbers and after a couple of months, you were already a new addition to their little found family.

You made friends with April real quick and then with Sunita, their father seemed to like you and whenever you came over you usually brought a little something with you, cookies, pizza, coffee, just something for the guys, waving off their thanks and telling them it was just good manners, even when Raph repeatedly insisted you didn’t have to, while Leo would immediately ask what you brought that day once you walked through the door.

The pride and warmth that came to Donnie whenever you’d ask about his projects, the new videogame he was into, with all your attention never straying from his rants, or when you’d laugh at one of his jokes started growing and changing into something else with each of your visits.

You were always considerate of them, but he couldn’t figure out how with just a small exchange of texts between the both of you before your arrival at the lair you always seemed to be able to tell if he was in the mood for plain black coffee or a lavender latte and would walk into his lab with a small greeting plus the steaming cup in your hands.

Small things like that increased and slipped into your interactions, making him feel like you knew and understood him better than anyone else.

It made him happy, it made him nervous at times. He started making things for you, gift giving was one of his love languages, why wouldn’t he use it with one of his closest friends? One of his favorite people.

But your reaction to his gifts made him short-circuit, you were so happy, so genuine in your excitement, asking questions about the gadget he made to facilitate your routine and communication with the lair and using it as much as you could.

He started making more things for you, and you reciprocated with your own little gifts to him.

At some point you were both just stuck at the hip, always together when you were at the lair, standing by each other’s side during missions, and texting or calling when you weren’t present.

The guys teased him constantly for months and he would deny what they said until April basically slapped him in the face with the knowledge they all had and he had been in denial about.

He was in love with you.

And it scared him enough to hide in his lab for a couple of days before Leo portaled Mikey wearing full Dr. Feelings attire inside for the longest lecture of his life.

With all the courage he could manage to get from his brother and your worried texts asking if he was fine, Donnie realized that he trusted you, and he trusted that regardless of how you felt about him you could continue your friendship just as normal.

You couldn’t, you couldn’t continue your friendship just as normal, because after Donnie managed to confess you jumped into his arms telling him you felt the same, and suddenly it wasn’t all the same, Donnie was practically vibrating in your arms with glee, it was way better.

The time you shared increased if possible and the laughs did too, freer and more frequent; because knowing one another so well was another love language you shared.

Donnie felt he understood you just like you did him, he knew you better than anyone could, had seen you happy, sad, angry, and he could read you just perfectly by now.

Which was why even though, occasionally, you would disappear for a couple of hours or even days, Donnie didn’t even think to ask much of where you were going most of the time, as long as he knew you were just fine, what did it matter? When you came back you would tell him of a lady at the store who fought with you for a box of cookies or about your aunt who lived out of state and always had a weird story to tell.

Leo did ask though, he would ask frequently, and you’d say you had some errands to run, you were going to the store, to a party or a family gathering, and Donnie would say good luck, while Leo would nonchalantly let you go, but his gaze whispered doubts.

One day he spoke them out.

He asked Donnie about what you did those days when you went completely off radar and Donnie looked at Leo like he was insane, telling him it was your business, but his brother wouldn’t budge, and the conversation switched tone quickly with Leo telling Donnie how your attitude was weird.

“It’s the way she doesn’t look anyone in the eyes whenever she goes MIA, it’s different from when she just goes grocery shopping or something, why would she need to go without any communication like that anyways?”

“Please Nardo” Donnie rolled his eyes “It’s called privacy? And some people just feel like staring into the ocular globes of other people is uncomfortable.”

“Does she?” Leo insisted and Donnie knew the answer was usually a no, but he wouldn’t give his brother the satisfaction “It’s not only that Don, why is she always so sketchy when we ask to see her apartment?”

“Can you just drop it Nardo? Some people just prefer their privacy.”

“She is always hanging out at the lair though? But refuses video calls if she’s not out on the street. And how long have we known her for already? So long and not even her boyfriend has seen her apartment or even a picture of her family?”

Donnie winced but refused to give in “She’ll show us when she’s ready! Why is that such a hard concept for you to grasp Nardo? What do you even think she could be hiding from us? How can you be just spouting such baseless claims like my girlfriend is hiding something horrible from us.”

Leo sighed, shifting slightly in place before asking his next question, a bit more careful, Donnie faltered at the change of tone “Can you just check where she is? I want to believe you’re right Don, but there’s something that has just always seemed off about her to me, I won’t ask you again, the moment we see with your GPS that she’s at her parents’ place out of state like she said I’ll completely drop the topic.”

Donnie wasn’t like Leo, he couldn’t read people so easily, but he knew you, and he knew you way better than Leo did, so he knew there was no reason to doubt you and Leo was just reading a nonexistent text between lines that were as clear as they seemed.

So he caved, with an exasperated sigh, he turned to his computer and started typing something to pull out your coordinates with the chip he placed on your phone and hadn’t used, telling himself he’d only do so if there was an emergency, but he could make an exception, then Leo would finally get off both of your backs.

The algorithm showed your location and both boys stared at the screen, the calm expression on Donnie’s face shifted to something more worrying and Leo’s frown returned.

You were at the Grand Nexus Hotel.

-

There had to be a reason for what he and Leo had found out, and Donnie wanted to figure out what it was.

He was going to ask you when you came back because there was surely an explanation for you going there, so when you came back after a couple of hours with the flashing light of your location glaring at him through the screen, he asked how things went, sure you’d tell him your reasons.

Except you said it was fine and told him a story about your parents being worried about you and asking about your life, how the food was great and other things Donnie realized were pretty generic, too generic.

You were lying to him, and he didn’t even know how long you had been lying for.

-

Things were changing, and you had noticed, but Donnie avoided your questions, he avoided the topic all together even though it ate at his insides because a part of him still wanted to believe you and kept making excuses.

Only two days after they saw you at the hotel, Leo came into the lab through a portal; Donnie was about to yell at him, but Leo spoke faster.

“She’s at the hotel again, come on, I’ll go for Mikey and Raph.” Leo left immediately after that, and Donnie’s heart was beating faster, how did Leo know that? Had he been following you since then?

He met his brothers in the projector room and Leo’s portal took them to the Grand nexus hotel, Raph and Mikey were asking questions, but Donnie could barely hear them, just automatically following Leo’s instructions to check your location on his GPS, which confirmed that you were right there like his brother said, the turtles all followed until they were right behind the doors to Big Mama’s office, Donnie’s heart sinking further at the realization.

He barely remembers what happened after, the doors were wide open and there you were, dressed in all black, your clothes covering most of you except your eyes but it was you, staring back at him, first wide-eyed and then coldly, standing next to Big Mama comfortably, someone said something and he thinks there was a discussion or exchange of words, but he couldn’t remember, Big Mama herself gave you the order to attack them and he finally noticed a pair of escrima sticks suddenly in your hands as you rushed their way.

You were moving so fast, so practiced, like you had been trained, so unlike when you went on missions with them, you were flowing naturally, using your weapons against Leo, who had met you in the middle, like they were an extension of your body.

He’d tried to teach you to use his bō before, you were so clumsy with it when you tried.

Even that had been a lie.

It was all a blur, suddenly they were all fighting you when more yokai working for Big Mama joined in, Donnie was fighting with a newfound rage, all his scrambled thoughts making him see red, so much red Raph had to restrain him and carry him by force out of there, he heard Mikey trying to reason with him but Donnie ignored him with his eyes set on you.

“WHY?!” He managed to yell when you stopped following them near the entrance of the hotel “WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY GAIN FROM LYING? YOU LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING!”

“What could Big Mama’s guard gain from knowing everything about the turtles that get on her nerves?” You responded coldly and Donnie’s eyes were glassy with rage and pain while his brother pulled them both right through a portal back home.

He cried on April’s shoulder that night, over a pile of his brothers who must have felt betrayed themselves but quietly supported him through the heartbreak.

-

After that you kept meeting, thankfully you must not have noticed the tracker Donnie had placed on you, because whenever you were doing Big Mama’s dirty work, he got an alarm and they’d find you.

Every time you met, Donnie would remember everything you had done and couldn’t look into your eyes, thankfully he didn’t have to if he was shooting missiles at you from afar, why did he always go for your type? Cute and mean, he just hadn’t realized how mean.

And it wasn’t easy to fight you because despite his common sense and how much he hated himself for it he still had feelings for you, it was horrible, he hated it, he hated it so much, and he couldn’t help but ask himself every single time he saw you even from the corner of his eyes if anything you’d gone through had been real at all.

All the laughs, all the smiles, all the gifts, all your questions, had all of it been a lie? Was there anything in your relationship that could have been real? Was that how you could read him so easily?

It infuriated him to no end, to know he had just handed you over every weakness you could need to fight them.

Except that when they arrived at the lair one night after a successful fight against you, Leo pointed out that you hadn’t used anything you knew against them even once since they found you out.

It made no sense, but he was too tired after seeing you and was walking straight to bed, ignoring his twin’s plea to talk about it and his voice asking if you knew where they lived, why wouldn’t you try to use it? Why had you let them go that day at the hotel—

“Why has she failed every single time we’ve fought when she knows the controls to your tech?!”

Donnie halted and turned to Leo with wide eyes, he had forgotten, how could he be so stupid? He’d forgotten you knew every weakness, every button, every function of his tech.

“You knew that! You knew she could use it if she wanted to sabotage it! Why didn’t you say anything?!” He asked Leo, Raph looked surprised too.

“She can do that? Leo! She could have put us all at risk!”

“But she could have done that from the beginning!” Leo told them, stressing out the last part “She could have done so anytime we fought but she hasn’t! She had a grasp of Donnie’s bō at one time and conveniently touched a button that electrocuted her! Isn’t that suspicious?!”

It was, it was suspicious.

But what about it? There was no questioning you were the bad guy, you had been lying to them about everything, you had been helping Big Mama get her claws into strange artifacts—

Except, Leo was right, Donnie was tired of Leo being right, but you hadn’t gotten Big Mama all those artifacts, you had failed.

Donnie rushed over to Leo and took the latest artifact out of his hands, he rushed with it to his lab where the rest of what they had gotten from you was stored, his brothers following behind.

He hadn’t taken the time to study them, got a couple books that may have some answers about what they were, but studying them had felt like a pain, he lacked motivation, until now.

He rushed through the books, pulling artifacts and making mental notes about them and what they could do together, his brothers tried asking questions and touching them but he pushed them off with his metal limbs.

“Why would Big Mama even use this?” He mumbled, catching their attention “It’s like a defense mechanism against her type of yokai, and this other one is a mechanism against—”

Against a serpent, a chimera, it was a neutralizer.

A smudge on it caught his attention and there it was, in your own writing, ‘Amphisbaena’, one of Big Mama’s champions, the two-headed serpents.

He reached out for another one that had written ‘Cortex’ on it.

‘Operator’

‘Sprite’

‘Troll’

All of them were names of Big Mama’s champions, all of the artifacts labeled with the name of a champion it could either restrain or knock out, they had been hidden deep into the city, guarded carefully but unassumingly, yet you had known exactly where they were.

‘Why has she failed every single time we’ve fought when she knows the controls to your tech?!’

You hadn’t failed, Big Mama hadn’t asked you to get these artifacts in the first place, that’s why you never had backup, you always acted alone, guiding them to these.

Donnie was worried, because why would it be so easy? Why would it be like that? Whatever Big Mama was planning were you really trying to stop it? Was it foolish of him to believe that? The slight glimmer of hope he hadn’t managed to discard begged him to believe it was true, but could he? Why would he?

Why should he fall again for your lies? This could all just be a trap.

So he turned to his brother, who’d been putting together the pieces while watching over his shoulder, turned to Leo, so he could wake him up with the cold harsh truth, squash that small last glimmer of hope Donnie had so he could move on.

But when he did Leo had that look in his eyes like the cat that caught the canary, there was relief in his face and Donnie’s eyes widened while his twin turned to him.

“We need to get through Big Mama’s security and find out her plans, we’ll infiltrate her office tomorrow if you can figure out by then how these things work” Leo spoke confidently, starting to explain a plan to the rest of them while Donnie was unable to stop the hope from growing in his chest.

-

The boys were right in Big Mama’s office, the others guarding while Donnie looked through her computer for anything that could help them.

Finally, he found something, a whole file, but it was better if he just took it and read it at home, he started downloading the information and looking it over to make sure it was what they needed when he heard a thump and Mikey’s yell.

“Turtley-boos, I thought we’d already talked about this” Big Mama’s voice echoed through the room and Donnie saw her right at the door “No stealing from Mama.”

Leo and Raph went to attack while Donnie kept glancing at the tab’s process and cursing the size of it, just one more moment just one moment.

And then he remembered the artifacts, he took the one labeled ‘Big Mama’ and threw it “Leo!”

Leo caught it with an “ahá!” and pointed it at the spider before realizing he had no idea how it worked “Gah!” Leo was pinned against the wall by a web while Big Mama took the artifact in her hands with a new expression on her face.

“HOW did you get this?” She asked but the artifact was taken from her hands by a pair of five-fingered ones.

“Guess” You said before pressing on the side of the artifact and opening it, a burst of light came from Big Mama like the artifact was a vacuum for her energy and the spider yokai dropped, glaring up at you, a hint of amusement in her otherwise angry eyes.

She chuckled humorlessly “Oh I knew there was something I liked about you, I just hoped you were as smart as your parents when choosing a side.”

“My parents have never controlled me BM, and neither could you” You snarled before hearing guards approaching your door.

You rushed out to take something from Big Mama’s pocket, she tried to claw at you but you were faster.

You quickly made your way to Leo, using a laser to destroy the web, he fell with a screech before you pushed his Katana onto his chest.

“Get us to champion’s row, now!” You yelled.

“We still don’t know what she’s planning!” Donnie replied from where he stood at the computer.

“I’ll tell you! But we need to reach her champions NOW!” Your eyes were looking at him imploringly and while Donnie wanted to fight you and ask why he should trust you at all the familiar steps were getting closer and he cursed pulling himself away from the computer while Leo opened the portal, you all went through, and appeared at the entrance of champion’s row, where the halls were silent.

Mikey suddenly jumped into your arms making you stumble a bit with your eyes open wide.

“I knew it! I knew you couldn’t be on Big Mama’s side, you were always hiding something but I had the feeling you were protecting us!”

WHAT?

Donnie’s exasperation was slightly clouded when you closed your eyes and hugged Mikey back with all your strength, breathing with what Donnie knew was relief before you pulled back from the hug, your expression firm.

“Big Mama has been looking for an old jewel that is said to possess the power to control all yokai, she found it just recently and hid it under the surveillance of her champions, she was waiting for a big event, but because of what just happened she’ll want to use it now, that’s why we have to neutralize her champions and get the jewel before she recovers and comes for it—”

“And you know this because?” Donnie asked, glaring at you, and seeing how your shoulders tensed before sighing and reaching up to remove your mask.

“My parents work with Big Mama” You mumbled, the silence was dense for a moment “They work for the human part of the hotel’s business and raised me to continue their work, I was trained from a young age because a human working with the yokai mob boss is clearly not a safe job.”

“Woah, Okay! So, you are supposed to inherit their side of the business? And why should we trust you then? Why should we help you?!” Donnie asked, his voice getting louder and echoing through the halls as he walked up to you, he knew it, there it was! They couldn’t believe you.

You didn’t react much, looking back at Donnie with something akin to resignation, like you weren’t expecting anything less, calmly you continued speaking “I’ve hated what my parents and Big Mama do my whole life” you said while Donnie looked for any shift in your expression “When I was a kid I was exposed to the battle nexus, I saw the fights and then I saw the warriors trapped in their cells down here, saw them battle to the death with other people who didn’t even have a chance and how the yokai enjoyed the show, making bets for the next fight when there was a corpse left down in the arena.” Donnie faltered slightly, listening to the hurt in your words.

“I threw up the first time I saw it, while my parents told me I’d get used to it eventually, and I refused them, I had a rebellious phase, they called it, until I realized, if I was here, I could learn how to change things and tamper with BM’s plans, so suddenly, I became their golden child.” There was a new glint in your eyes, Donnie wished you’d stop giving him reasons to hope.

“How long had you been working with her?” Leo asked, and you sighed.

“Two days before I met you guys, BM took me in to become a guard at her side so I could see how she ran the business from up close and that’s when I learned about the jewel.”

“Then why didn’t you tell us?” Raph who had been mostly quiet so far asked a little defensively “We could have helped you if we knew.”

“It was risky” Your voice sounded pleading “After meeting you BM started suspecting me for being around you that one time, so I had to prove I had nothing to do with you to her, if you suddenly seemed to know things about her plans that you shouldn’t she would have immediately distrusted me.” Your eyes strayed to Donnie’s with so much sadness in them and he would have pulled at his hair if he had any, it was so hard to not give in to that look, but he knew better than to do so.

“The day you found me out at the hotel I wanted to talk to you guys and come out clean with everything, but Big Mama was angry and suspicious because you clearly knew who I was, so she started keeping information from me, leaving her side would have made everything I’d worked for meaningless and I wouldn’t have realized when she got her hands on the jewel, I panicked but knew she wouldn’t just use it quietly, she would have gone with a big event, so I found out where she was guarding it and started guiding you with Donnie’s tracker to the artifacts, if I had them BM could have found out, but with you, they’d be safer.”

“All right!” Leo sounded chipper “So where is the jewel? So we can get out of here pronto and talk over pizza about how disowned you are.” Raph and Mikey hummed in agreement, Mikey mentioning something about getting your favorite before Donnie raised his hands up.

“Just like that? We are just going to trust her and welcome her back to the circle?! Like nothing happened, she still lied to us! She still lied to me!” Donnie pointed at himself with his thumb, an angry glare directed straight at you, and he saw you wilt in place, his glare trembled but there was a loud hiss coming from the hallway right at that moment.

You all hadn’t exactly been quiet that whole time.

“It’s Amphisbaena! Quick, this way!” You reflexively took hold of Donnie’s arm, pulling him through another hall before letting go “The artifact! It will knock them out, just turn the cover!”

Donnie rushed to pull the artifact out before Mikey took it from his hands, pointing it excitedly at the serpent that was getting too close for comfort.

There was a screech and a thump before both heads were on the floor completely knocked out, you pointed to another hall and went running, the boys all following you while Donnie passed them each one of the artifacts.

“We’re close! Just this one and the jewel should be behind the bars—” your voice was interrupted by a loud growl and you seemed to pale

“Who’s that?” Donnie asked going through the labels of artifacts they’d already gone through, one of them held a little tiny Sprite in there, the angry champion unable to get out and hitting the glass with her fists.

“It’s Kraken Tom, I couldn’t find anything for Kraken Tom” you said in a panic, right at that moment a black tentacle reached out from your right and took you in its grasp while you screamed.

Donnie yelled your name before taking out his staff “Let her go you outgrown cephalopod!” A big missile launcher construct in neon purple materialized before shooting at the Kraken right in the face, the Kraken screeched before letting go of you due to the pain, you were falling rapidly before being caught in Donnie’s arms, you looked up at him enamored but he wasn’t looking back, glaring at the Kraken before letting you back down.

“Hey buddy, miss me?” Leo asked the Kraken before slicing through one of its tentacles while another tried to reach him “Donnie! You two go for the jewel, we’ll take care of this.”

Donnie and you looked at each other before rushing down the hallway, finally, you found what you were looking for, behind a strong container was the jewel.

“why can’t Leo just take it out with a portal?” Donnie asked as you rummaged through the pouch on your waist.

“It has a barrier against mystic arts, I took this from Big Mama back at her office” you said holding up a key in your hands and twisting it through the lock, immediately the jewel was released but a green portal opened behind you, sending chills through your spine.

“Oh darling, I thought your parents taught you better than this, they’ll be very disappointed” Big Mama was right behind you and you pulled out the artifact again but your hand holding it was pinned to the wall immobile a moment later with her web goop.

“Donnie take the gem!” You turned to him with desperation and he did quickly pocketing the thing before pointing his staff at Big Mama but she was already holding her claws to your neck.

“You should think twice turtley-boo, it’s the gem or her neck” She hummed, her claws already pulling at the skin but you refused to express your pain.

“Take it Donnie! You must leave now!” You yelled and he growled.

“Don’t be daft, like that would happen, this though, looks interesting” Donnie smirked with the jewel pointed right at Big Mama who gasped and pulled more blood from your neck before a beam of light made her eyes whiten, suddenly over the control of Donnie.

“Come on!” He said taking your hand in his and pulling you away from Big Mama who was starting to wake up from the trance since Donnie didn’t know how to use the jewel.

You both reached the guys who were finishing with Kraken Tom, when Leo saw you he immediately created another portal “let’s blow this popsicle stand” he said and you all ran through it.

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You were in the med bay with Leo as he treated the cut on your neck, which was thankfully superficial, while Mikey prepared some dinner for you all.

It was really quiet for a bit, you were clearly uncomfortable after everything and couldn’t read what Leo might be thinking, as far as you knew he was the one who found you out, he suspected you for a while and you couldn’t blame him, it may have been to protect them and your mission but you had been lying to them this whole time, going as far as to hide your fighting abilities so they wouldn’t ask too much, the idea of pizza at their dinner table wasn’t something you entertained, your plan was to leave after everything and give them space.

Give Donnie space, despite how much it would hurt you.

“I know he understands why you did it” Leo broke the silence, still looking at the wound while cleaning it “It makes sense, it was logical and by this point he knows you only had good intentions, he does it all the time himself, good things that look wrong.” You snorted looking away.

“He’s right though, I lied, and he has no reason to trust me again after everything.” You said bitterly “I fucked up Leo, and Donnie deserves way better than me.”

“Maybe let him decide that?” Leo looked at you and you expected him to look stern, but his gaze was full of concern, for you? For Donnie? It was a brotherly concern you didn’t think would be directed at you again “I’m not saying it’s fine, you hurt him, he has every right to be angry at you, I know I was pissed” he gave you a lazy grin and you looked down again “But you were protecting him, weren’t you?”

“Big Mama would have gone after you all if she’d known I was friends with you.”

“I’m not talking about that” He rolled his eyes “I’m talking about the fact that you could have found a way to tell us everything and you didn’t because you knew Donnie would have tried to help you and put himself at risk, you thought it was better for him to hate you.”

You kept looking down, but then you heard a very familiar voice at the entrance of the med bay.

“That’s just so stupid” Donnie snarled lowly, and you tensed up, Leo finished bandaging up your neck and stood up, sending a reassuring look your way before walking out of the bay and leaving you with his purple-coded brother.

There was only silence while Donnie sat down in front of you where Leo had been, you finally broke it by speaking “What did you do to the jewel?”

“I destroyed it” He sighed sounding bitter “I wanted to study it but it’s probably better that no one gets their hands on it” he said as if he had been trying to convince himself of that “I also recovered a bunch of data from Big Mama’s computer”

At that he looked into your eyes and your own widened slightly as you realized what he must have found.

“She was planning to control me specifically” It wasn’t a question, just a fact “to create something that would allow her to increase the range of the jewel, is that why you were there when we broke in? To slip the info over to us somehow?”

“Yes” you mumbled and heard him sigh, he slumped slightly in his place, but his posture was a bit more relaxed, and you dared to look up, just to find him staring straight at you, his eyes softer than they’d been since that day at the hotel when he’d seen you with Big Mama.

“What was the truth? Were you dating me just for convenience? So you could help us because you knew I was in danger?”

“No!” You scrambled to answer quickly, eyes open wide and startling him for a moment, you looked pained at the thought “No of course not, none of that was a lie” you pleaded “About working with Big Mama and my disappearances, that was, my relationship with my parents and about my fighting skills those were because otherwise, you could have found out the first part, but none of our interactions were fake or staged, I wasn’t trying to get to you in the beginning, it was pure coincidence.”

The corners of Donnie’s mouth twitched down slightly as he tried to school his expression, but he was having a hard time doing so when your glassy eyes made him want to hold you tight back in his arms.

“Donnie I was never planning on falling in love with you, I just did” your voice had gotten lower, almost scared and he decided he’d had enough, quickly pulling you into a tight embrace, he felt you stiffen before relaxing and hiding your face in his shoulder, it felt wet, and he realized you were crying, so he held you tighter, holding back his own tears of relief.

“You’re going to have a lot of explaining to do, I want a full essay on everything that happened from then to now and no more lies, not even small ones, about Big Mama, your parents, everything” you didn’t say anything but nodded into his shoulder, he started drawing circles on your back with his fingers before continuing “But for now I just want to get some food into my system and hold my girlfriend in my arms while we watch Jupiter Jim Pluto vacation IV”

You separated from the hug looking up at him with teary eyes open wide, you looked so confused but he just reached up to wipe the tears while you attempted to form words “Ar-are you sure? Donnie, you don’t have to get back with me or hell, even forgive me if you don’t want to”

“Why would I not forgive the person who sacrificed her own well-being for mine? Your methods may have been less than ideal but I’m not stupid enough to let you go after all of that.” His voice was chiding, but his expression was soft and a small smile had started forming in his face.

You reached up quickly to place your lips over his and he held the back of your head to pull you closer.

You felt like you still had to make up for much, but Donnie was fine, and if anything was true it was that he loved you as much as you loved him.

[amoransia]

Really late, but here's my ekuoto chapter 70 commentary. Nothing special, just me freaking out. You know. The usual.

Watch out for spoilers!

Dante got a very special dialogue balloon with "..." in it. Which is curious to me. I'm sure it means some sort of reflection or surprise happening within him; I really want to what he's thinking. How do you feel? Knowing that the that child you were entrusted can't even bear to be awake anymore? That he runs to escapism? Must suck. Anyway.

On the other hand, dearest Daniel is real composed. Good job on getting info out of Belphegor. That's not really a high bar, though lmao... I mean, how are you a demon and can't LIE? Embarrassing... Go back to demon high school or something. Fall from grace again! The whole premise of your existence is being a lying thing that leads people to sin, and you're here having communication issues??? Dude. That's so moe.

Everyone thinking Belph's got something up his sleeve is fucking hilarious. No. Sorry. He's not Kira or anything like that. It's not all according to his "keikaku". He's just kinda dumb and suffers from Villain Monologue Syndrome...

Him saying "my witch", though... ough! (takes critical hit)

Really funny how he showed him off sleeping and everything. Why are you bragging? Is this something to show off? I guess it is for you... I'd be embarrassed if all my coworkers suddenly saw me sleeping on a plasma 100" inch TV, though. Maybe have a little consideration! Also, I don't think anyone's mentioned this before, but I think it's a cool detail that Priest's in a fetal position. Not only does this position bring one comfort, but it can also represent how he's about to be "reborn" as a witch of Sloth. The sphere he's sleeping in can kinda be a uterus, right?

Belphegor and Mikhail replying to each other while Leah was suffering out of confusion was funny. She got the straight man role forced onto her. Miha's "I see!" was cute. Very casual, as if he wasn't talking to a Demon Lord lol. To be fair, Bel is not really intimidating.

Meanwhile, Vir is busy trying to lead his shounen manga team to victory... (or not really.) They'll definitely get some piece of Belphegor though. I wonder what it'll be... he doesn't have anything like Asmodeus' eyes sticking out, so this is a mystery to me.

Me when I get excited about an interest of mine and end up yapping too much

Dante and Vergilius are heading to the same place, so they'll meet up again... I'm looking forward to the mess that comes out of that 👀.

Imuri needs to step up her game, or I'll be taking matters into my own hands because this is ridiculous. Femme Fatale? Wtf are you talking about. Fraudmuri. The Demon Lord of Fraud. Her true title.

Her biggest crime so far is being more in love with the idea of being in love with Priest than actually caring for him. Does that make sense? So far, she hasn't done any effort in actually coming to know him. She needs to KNOW!!!! At least I can respect that she also takes male rivals seriously... and her aggressiveness towards them. Lole.

She doesn't call Priest "sleepyhead" in the JP raws. I don't really mind the addition, but I thought it was worth noting here anyway. Makes it cute.

"It'll be over soon" Naw bro Imuri is coming at you with a fucking sledgehammer. Watch out.

Tiny Imuri is so fawking cute. I've been craving these Imuri flashbacks for forever because we know virtually nothing about her. What moves her. Why does she long to love!! We'll know in due time, I guess. But please show me a bit of it, Aruma-sensei...

Asmodeus being considerate enough to make sexual things vague to Imuri is nice, but it confuses me a bit. Well. I shan't dwell on it, lest my head blows up.

Imuri seems to have some complex about being a demon with no demon power, because she keeps asserting that she is a demon? Am I explaining this properly? Like in this chapter (ch.70) and chapter 3.

Anywho.

Imuri imagining the BL route... save me... my fucking sides... I burst out laughing the first time my eyes laid on that panel. True to her succubus nature, she didn't even consider the possibility of them using blood or whatever else instead of straight-up KISSING. Those are still bodily fluids, right?? Calm down, girl! Stay put!!!

"I'm not letting his first kiss go to some guy that just appeared!!" HE'S BEEN THERE FOR A DECADE! YOU ARE THE NEWCOMER!!! IMURI, GIRL!! You absolute buffoon! Clown, even!

Whew. Lmao.

This arc also feels like a callback to that one "sleeping beauty" comment from chapter 3.

...except their roles have switched.

This time, Imuri will be the one kissing Father on the cheek to wake him up, and it'll be so, so cute. Trust. Trust me. This will happen. (Going insane).

Go and make him your witch, Imuri... Dew it... Make a move... (screaming and crying)

[admrlthundrbolt]

Under The Graveyard (Petyr x Chubby Reader)

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Having practically raised your younger brother Nick, you were always interested in meeting his friends. Though when you meet his literal savior, you can't help but be curious.

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Hey guys, I'm back at it again. I recently rewatched this movie and remembered how much I loved Petyr. His lack of fanfiction is an upset to the monster lover community. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

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Nick sighed heavily as he balanced the phone between his ear and shoulder. “I already told you, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to meet them. They are vampires after all.”

You sassily copied his tone. “And I think I should. For God’s sake one of them kept you from dying.” A sudden hiss comes from his side of the phone. You winced in sympathy. “Sorry buddy, I forget about the new quirks. Anywho, I always want to be a part of your life.”

Slumping against a nearby wall, he rubbed at his temple. “I want you to, I just worry about you around them.”

You suddenly pepped up. “Then it’s settled. I’ll be over tomorrow night. I can’t wait to meet everyone.”

Nick gaped down at the phone. You had a way of always doing what you thought was best for him. But this time he really thought you were making a mistake. Shaking his head, he decided that the important thing was to get over to the other’s place. He needed to set some ground rules and talk to his sire.

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The house was filled with yelling and clatters. Viago faced the camera crew. “It seems Nick's sister is coming over.” Another bang sounded through the hall, causing him to wring his hands together. “Deacon is unhappy with Nick's decision to bring another ‘off limits' human into the house.”

The two men suddenly floated into the room, tumbling over one another in the process. They batted at each other and threw insults back and forth.

“It isn't your place to make the rules. You’re just a baby.” Deacon was basically frothing at the mouth. It wasn’t fair that Nick always got his way. He was the new fledgling, so he was last in the pecking order.

“But she's family. Besides you guys love Stu, so what's to say you won’t like her too.” He flung his hands into the air in exasperation.

This caused Deacon to pause. Stu was a great addition to their group. Even if he did come with the disappointment of Nick. "I’ll see when she gets here.” Then he stormed away to his room.

Viago clapped his hands together excitedly. “Perfect, I'll let Vladislav know when he gets home. You just need to let Petyr know.” He gave the documentary crew a nervous glance and left the room.

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Petyr wasn’t a stranger to other beings having a hard time with him. They thought that his age made him this monster. That was why he found Nick refreshing. He didn't treat him differently than his other housemates. So when he came down to ask for a favor, he had to admit he was interested.

“So you know how Stu is great and all?” Pausing he watched the older vampire. Continuing only after a nod was given. “ Well my sister is coming over and I don’t want her to get eaten either.”

Petyr stared at him with confusion. This would be another off limits human. Perhaps he picked a weak fledgling.

“I know. I told her not to come, but she insisted. Something about meeting my new friends and savior.”

This made him all the more interested in what the boy had to say. He was 8000 years old, but he may still have a bit of an ego.

“So do you think you can let her meet you and live?” He winced as he waited for his sire to shriek in his face. Though his scrunched posture relaxed when the older vampire only nodded.

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The night had come. Viago had dressed for guest as usual, surprisingly so had Deacon. They had told Petyr that he would be fetched after the other introductions were made. Even though you seemed excited to meet them, they knew that he was in a league of his own. It wasn’t every day you came into contact with a vampire that old.

Vlad rolled his eyes as his dandy roommate fussed over pillows on the couch. This was a one time incident. They would reassure the sister that Nick was in good hands and she would leave happy. Simple as that.

At least that was the idea. When Nick brought you in you were the epitome of warm and comforting.

“Now boys I know you don’t eat in the conventional way, but I did think of a different gift. “ You pulled a large spray bottle from you bag. “This is a homemade fabric cleaner, it especially works well on stubborn blood stains. And don’t worry about the ingredients, Nicky told me what to avoid.”

This made Viago particularly excited. He hurried over to you and asked all about the fine details. Nick joined the other two vampires as you shared cleaning secrets.

“Are you sure she’s not actually your mother?” Vlad elbowed the fledgling .

He shook his head, but had a smile on her face. “She might as well be. We have a pretty big age gap, but when my parents died she took me in. No questions ask, just said she wouldn't have it any other way.”

This made Deacon shift uneasily. He had been planning to seduce you. If he couldn't eat you, then the best revenge would be to fuck you. But seeing the kind of person you were, it was making him second guess it.

You both rejoined the group. “Now that the gift is out of the way.” You put your hand out to the other two men. “I'm (Y/N), nice to meet you.”

Viago gave them an encouraging nod from behind you. It seemed you had already won him over. Vlad sighed and put his hand out. Your grip was much stronger than he would have expected.

“Tell me human. What has given you such strong hands.”

Your smile brightened at the comment. “I’m a substitute teacher and librarian at the local primary school. I guess you could say that wrestling kids into their seats most days keeps you strong.”

He too gave an approving nod towards you. If you could keep the demons that were small children in line. You must be a formidable foe.

Turning to the last member of the group, you found that his hand was already extended. Placing yours into it, you were surprised when he shifted it and brought your knuckles to his lips. “I can’t believe that Nick was hiding such a voluptuous beauty from us.”

Another surprise, but noticing the sneer Nick threw his way. You thought that this must be the Deacon he complained about so much. “As nice as the compliment is. I have a feeling that this is a disingenuous attempt just to get under Nicky's skin.” You pat his shocked face and grabbed your brother's hand. “I think that one more introduction is in order.”

He nodded and lead you to the basement door.

The rest of the vampires looked on in differing levels of shock. Until Viago broke the silence. “She is quite interesting.”

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The anticipation and excitement you had for encountering such an ancient being was making your heart race. You hadn’t blinked an eye at Nick revealing his condition to you. Your dream of being a librarian, at a young age, has always left you with a curious and creative mind. Thus legends and lore was an early interest for you. So it wasn’t an odd thing at how you were drawn to Petyr. And it seemed the feeling was mutual.

When his eyes laid on your form, he was taken aback. He had a hunger alight in him that he hadn’t felt in centuries. Your soft plush body was one that belonged in an oil painting. He would proudly hang it above the fireplace and admire it for hours.

Putting out a hand, to becon you over, he was bewildered when you took it in your own. You shook it with a bashful look on your flushed full face.

“I wanted to thank you for taking care of my little Nicky here. I don’t know what I would do if he wasn’t in my life. Is there anything I can do to ever repay you?”

In all his years on earth, he wasn’t sure he had ever had a more frustrating experience. His voice had escaped him some centuries ago. Now was the time he despised this fact the most. He wanted to speak sweet words to you. Tell you that for such an enchantress, he would hand you the world on a platter. For now though, he could only shake his head and give you what was hopefully a reassuring smile.

You deflated a bit, but perked back up as you looked around. “Let me tidy up the place. To be honest, this place is almost as messy as Nicky's room is secondary school.” You were already organizing things and picking up random bones.

He couldn't stop the purr of delight that rumbled in his chest. This was just what he needed to brighten his undead life.

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Before coming across the group of vampires, you would have never guess this was what they would be like. You would have thought that it was more like a dark supernatural novel. Where as it was more like wrangling your usual young group of students. Still it was such a fun addition to your life.

The time you spent with Petyr was always the highlight of any visit. Some would think that communication would be am issue. But working with non-verbal children in the past made it easier than anticipated.

The conversation you had were never stilted or awkward. You filled the silence, while he would gesture and make slightly garbled noises. Still the pleasantness of the time you spent together was wonderful.

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His life was the best it had been in years. Your company breathed a new joy into his undead life. If you shone brighter or were any warmer, he would worry that he would burn in your mere presence.

He had considered using your brother to invite you over. But there was no need, you came willingly and often. Their group welcomed you in with no qualms. Even taking you out on the town every so often. It was a time they wanted to give you to relax and let loose. He found it highly amusing when you would make your way down and ramble about whatever came to your mind. He even got Nick and Deacon to move a couch to the basement. So you would be comfortable if you couldn't make it home after a night out. Though it seemed more often than not you would end up spending the weekend on the basement couch.

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Then an unfortunate series of events caused you to become a permanent resident of the house.

It was early one morning. You had fallen asleep on your usual couch in the basement. Until the sound of glass breaking startled you awake. Jolting up, you squinted into the dark room. Everything was still and quiet. Then a mumbling follow by a crunch came from the only window in the room.

Eyes darting around, they finally found a bone on the floor. In this moment you couldn't have been more thankful that Petyr wanted to keep a few around. Gripping it tightly in your shaking hands, you positioned yourself next to his coffin. Taking in a deep shaky breath, you noticed a shadow blocking the first trickles of morning light filtering through. This made your pulse skyrocket. Steeling yourself, you shifted your hands into a better position and charged.

The fight that ensued was more of a jumble of limbs and grunting. Then he got the upper hand. Pinning you to the ground, he slowly pressed a wooden stake into your chest. But it seemed he hadn't been at this for long, he pierced your lung rather that the heart.

In a moment of agony you called out to Petyr. He heard the pained cry and burst from his crypt. Screeching at the sight before him, he ripped the head from the man’s shoulders. Taking you into his arms, he began to weap.

You placed a trembling hand to his face. “Stay away from the light.” It came out in a quiet garble.

He shook his head and bellowed for the other vampires to come help. Even in your most desperate times you were still concerned for others.

As everyone rushed to your side, you felt your eyes close.

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The camera zooms in on a blurry image, after a bit of fiddling it focuses. You and Petyr are in chairs placed next to one another. Your hands are linked and you smile, showing your newly acquired fangs.

“So it’s official, we’re together.” Glancing over at him, your smile softened.

He was already looking at you with a gentle expression. Giving your hand a squeeze, he relaxed into his seat.

Getting up from your chair, you pulled him along with you. “Now if you’ll excuse us, we’ve got some coffin shoping to do.”

[hardstraykidshours]

Staring at changbin popping, that move in maniac, and you just know the way he rolls his hips that he’s good at hitting some spots and the fact that he hangs his arm??? Deceased

good to know we all have the same reaction to that move. the amount of times i've watched that part over and over again on changbin fancams should frankly be illegal.

anywho, thank you so much for the request and i hope you like it!

❤️ abbie & courtney

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pairing: changbin x afab!reader

genre: smut, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 1.0k

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

you can’t believe you got tickets. well, you can’t believe you got these tickets. front row, right in front of the stage. you had to discreetly ask chan to help pull some strings to score them for you, because you wanted it to be a surprise to changbin. you know he’s going to absolutely lose his mind when he realizes you are front and center to watch him perform tonight. 

the intro starts, and you start screaming along with everybody else in the crowd, the roar deafening but also completely thrilling. you’re such a tangled knot of nerves and excitement that you can practically feel your entire body shaking. you’ve seen changbin perform many, many times in the past. in fact, you’ve already seen this specific concert before. but never from such good seats. never when you’re so close you’re going to be able to see every single detail down to the beads of sweat on his forehead.

god, this is going to be so hot.

finally after what seems like an eternity of anticipation and screaming, the boys appear and start performing. you start singing along to maniac and cheering with the rest of the crowd, and you immediately know tonight is going to be absolutely unforgettable. 

changbin moves to your side of the stage, and you remind yourself to thank chan again for these tickets because holy shit. you’re about to scream chanbgin's name to get his attention but the words die in your throat when he moves into the hip rolling move. 

what. the. fuck. holy. shit. jesus. fucking. christ.

between practices, videos, and performances, you’ve seen this exact dance and that exact move like a thousand times. but, oh god, it’s never looked quite like this before. something about you being so close and the angle of how you’re looking up at him on stage while he executes the move has a wave of hot arousal rippling straight to your core. and not to mention his incredible stage presence and charisma. 

he’s practically oozing confidence as he rolls his hips to the music, and you can feel your panties growing wetter by the second as you watch. any plans of cheering or holding the sign you made for him drain from your mind as you find yourself only able to focus on one thing. changbin. your eyes stay glued to him, completely transfixed by every movement of his body as he continues performing. 

despite your silence, changbin’s eyes find you mid-song and a huge smile breaks out on his face. he flashes you a wink, and you smile in return, so happy to see how excited he is by your surprise. but your smile quickly fades into a look of pure shock and desperation when he performs that move once more, never breaking eye contact.

you thought it was bad watching him do it the first time. but with the addition of him looking down at you, a confident smirk on his face while he rolls his hips has you rubbing your thighs together to ease the ache between them.

all you can think about is dropping to your knees in front of him while he thrusts into your mouth. or being beneath him while he rolls those hips to sink his cock deep inside of you. or him bending you over his desk and rocking the way he always does that hits your g-spot so perfectly. 

fuck.

your panties are already uncomfortably wet and the concert is just getting started. how the hell are you supposed to make it through 2 more hours of this nonsense? not to mention all the time afterward you will have to wait through until you finally get to see changbin. and even then who knows if you two will actually be able to get some alone time. which you already so desperately need.

the concert continues on and with almost every song you find yourself getting more and more aroused as you watch changbin move. every shift of your body makes you aware of how absolutely soaked your panties are, and you’re trying your best not to constantly rub your thighs together in order to give yourself some sort of friction.

and it doesn’t help that you can tell changbin knows. he keeps giving you knowing smirks and throwing you flirty winks which only makes everything so much worse. you don’t think you’ve been this horny or worked up in a public place before. and there’s nothing you can do about it.

finally, changbin heads backstage to change and get ready for the next part of the performance while chan, minho, seungmin, and jeongin start their stage. you’ve never been so grateful to not see him on stage in your entire life. however, the relief is short lived when you feel your phone vibrate and find a message from changbin. 

binnie: enjoying the performance so far?😏

you’re so horny that even his flirty text messages are doing things to you.

y/n: no. it’s terrible. i hate it here.

y/n: anywho, aren’t you supposed to be getting ready?

binnie: oh don’t worry, i am. if you recall, i’m excellent at multi-tasking. 😉

y/n: stop that!

binnie: but where’s the fun in that? you know i love teasing you, and having you in the front row has been absolutely perfect for that.

binnie: you do need to work on your game face though, baby. your horny is showing.

y/n: but it’s not fair, i’m dying out here.

binnie: good. then i expect you to be absolutely soaked and ready for me when i come to fuck you later.

your pussy clenches around nothing at the message, and you’re momentarily too overwhelmed by arousal to type a response. before you get a chance to say anything back, your phone buzzes with another text from him.

binnie: i gtg now, but don’t worry, just a few more minutes before you'll get to see me again. pay special attention to this next part, i'm going to add something just for you. 😏

you groan to yourself as you slip your phone back into your pocket, simultaneously not ready, but also excited for another hour of torture.

[tikosblogg]

FREE FALL// pt 4.

Summary: Roxanne lived her life in foster care, after her parent’s lives were ripped away. Leaving her alone. She’s lost all hope, her will to live…until she meets him.

Warnings: talks of suicide. Depression, anxiety, abuse, mention of death. Please do not read if that triggers you. Smut (eventually) angst.

A/N: I apologize for taking so long, and being MIA. I’ve just had so much going on 🥲 I’m trying to slow everything down so I can just BREATHE. I also have a child. 🧍‍♀️ anywho hope you guys enjoy this kind of short chapter! I love you all, and thank you for your support❤️

Roxanne’s pov

A groan tore from my throat, a sound of raw, aching protest. My body, a patchwork of bruises and throbbing muscles, felt like it had been run over by a truck. The metallic tang of blood still lingered in my mouth, a familiar taste that had become my morning routine.

Sunlight filtered through the dusty window, illuminating the cold, metal cuff that bound my wrist to the radiator on the wall. It was a tight, unforgiving grip, a physical manifestation of Jamie's fury.

ever since I was caught sneaking out, a dark metamorphosis had taken place. Jamie’s words were even more bitter, her usual hateful looks became sneers,The cuff was only the latest addition to Jamie's repertoire.

I shifted, a jolt of pain shooting through my arm. I was trapped, a prisoner in my own room, bound by a metal chain and the weight of fear. But fear wasn't the only emotion burning within me. Anger, a seething, all-consuming rage, was building, threatening to consume me like a wildfire.

I glanced at the door, picturing Jamie's face, twisted with a mix of anger and righteous indignation, as she made her rounds. The thought of Jamie's voice, laced with venom, fueled the embers of my anger. Today is my seventeenth birthday. I’m supposed to be meeting Noah tonight, but I can’t if I’m literally cuffed to my bed.

The slam of the door echoed in my small room, the sound followed by Jamie’s heavy footsteps. Her shadow fell across my bed, the disgust radiating off her like heat. I knew what was coming before she even spoke.

'Get up! You think this is a holiday?!' She snarled, unlocking, and yanking the cuff off my wrist, the metal biting into my skin with an unpleasant scrape. 'Don't just sit there, Get to work. I want this place clean.' she continued, her voice dripping with venom.

The hours that followed were a blur of scrubbing, dusting, and endless chores. I worked till my hands ached and my back screamed in protest, all the while Jamie, fueled by an endless supply of alcohol to “celebrate” MY birthday, kept barking orders.

By evening, the house was spotless, and Jamie, her face flushed and her speech slurred, had passed out face down on the couch. I was exhausted, my muscles screaming for rest. The cuff, forgotten in the chaos of the day, lay discarded on my bedroom floor.

This was my chance. I want to salvage what few hours of my birthday that’s left, spending it with Noah. My heart hammered as I snuck into my room, my eyes scanning for Jamie’s blurry silhouette. She was out cold, snoring softly.

It took all my strength to pry the window open, the rusty hinges protesting with a grating screech. I climbed out, the cool night air a welcome relief against my sweaty skin. The sidewalk stretched before me, a dark, beckoning expanse promising a great night ahead.

I ran toward mercy hospital, the sound of my own ragged breaths echoing in the quiet street. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions: fear, excitement, hope. I was running until I made it to the familiar old building.

As I reached the top of the stairs, I shoved the door open. The silhouette of Noah materialized in the moonlight. He greeted me with a smile, his eyes filled with an understanding that warmed me from the inside. He had his usual black hoodie, and sweats on.

“You made it,” he said softly, his words a balm to my weary soul.

We stood there for a moment, the weight of the world slipping away, replaced by something lighter, something more hopeful. I’m so happy I met Noah when I did. I don’t know what I would do without him. My meeting him has to be a sign that I was supposed to be here. That my life has a reason. I knew this was just the beginning, that our journey was just starting. But for now, in the quiet embrace of the night, I felt free, and for the first time in a long time, I felt safe.

he took a step closer, his hood casting a shadow over his face. Anticipation mingled with trepidation as he slowly lowered it, revealing his features. My breath caught in my throat. His long, flowing hair, once a bohemian cascade, was gone. In its place lay a clean, short cut that framed his handsome face and deep brown eyes. The transformation was striking, as if he had shed the youthful exuberance of the past to embrace a more mature, enigmatic persona.

'You like it?' he asked, his voice soft and slightly amused. I couldn't speak. Words failed me. He looked...amazing. The new haircut accentuated his features, giving him an air of both vulnerability and strength. 'I thought you'd be disappointed,' he said, a hint of self-consciousness lacing his tone. 'I know you always liked my long hair.' I shook my head vehemently, finding my voice at last. 'No, Noah. You look...you look incredible.'

A small smile played around his lips. 'Thanks, Roxy.' For a moment, we stood in silence, the wind whistling around us and the hospital crumbling beneath our feet. The past and the present intertwined in this unexpected reunion, creating a tapestry of unspoken emotions. And as I stood there, gazing into Noah's transformed appearance, I couldn't help but feel a stirring within me. It was a feeling of something new, something exhilarating.

Me and Noah sat down on the edge of the roof as usual. It will always be our spot. A place we could go to escape the world and just be ourselves. 'How are you feeling?' he asked. His eyes focused in front of us.

'I'm doing a bit better,' I said.

He listened as I told him about some better things that had been going on recently. I decided not to tell him EVERYTHING. He was always such a good listener. He never interrupted and he always seemed to understand exactly what I was feeling.

'That's good Roxy,' he smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the peace and quiet. Then, Noah spoke up. 'I have some news,' he sighed. My heart started to race. I could tell that it was something big.

'My and the guys got signed to a record label,' he said. I gasped. 'That's amazing! 'I'm so happy for you!' I pulled him into a hug. I was so excited for him. His dreams of being a musician were coming true. But then, his expression changed. He looked sad. 'What's wrong?' I asked, now feeling nervous.

'I'm going to have to move to LA,' he said. My heart sank to my ass. 'Oh.' Was all I could reply with. 'The record label is based there,' his eyes never met mine. 'I have to go if I want to pursue my music career.'

A surge of selfishness flooded me, my mouth opening before I could stop it. 'But what about me?' my eyes glossed over. I tried so hard to keep from crying. Noah deserves this. Who am I to stop him? 'Roxy I will come back for you.” his eyes finally met mine. ‘I don't want to leave you, but I can't pass up this opportunity. I mean me and Keaton worked so hard for something like this. He would want me to do this.”

I fought back tears. I didn't want him to go. He was my best friend. The only person I could always count on. The only person I had.

I nodded my head, letting a few tears slip. 'I'm happy for you Noah,' I said. 'But it's going to be really hard without you.‘ I croaked. He pulled me into another hug. 'I know,' he said. 'It's going to be hard for me too Roxy. But we'll make it work. I’ll come back.'

I nodded, but I didn't know if I believed him. How could we make it work when he was going to be so far away and I was stuck here. He’s gonna be so busy, and we have no way to even communicate. I’ll just be a distant memory. I would be a horrible person to try and stop him. So that’s why I didn’t.

We sat there in silence for a while. The sun was starting to set, casting a warm glow over the abandoned building. 'We should probably go,' Noah said finally. I nodded and we stood up, making our way back down. After another long hug, we went our separate ways.

As I walked home, I thought about everything that had just happened. I was happy for Noah, but I was also sad to see him go. I knew that after he leaves I’ll never see him again.

[idrellegames]

Dropping this here because i adore your text adventure game SO much, the system is so complex and fun even if its something that makes me exhausted soemtimes its like, the pleasant exhaustion of a Good Damn stofy yknoe??? Anyways its 3am and i spent the past few days replaying it for funsies in between trying to and actually studying for finals, aeran is such a fave that i had my face covered from excitement during the reconcialiation scene, god, what a lovestruck dumbass he is, wanna turn his brain inside out and see all his secrets. As for the mc, i live the variety of options we get for customziing them like in terms of race and background, and the ways they actually MATTER in points in the story- the additional options and what not, truly such wondrous details. Anywho, thank you for ur hard work! You have many devoted fans and one of them is I!

Thank you so much!! ��

[arcadianmoonshadowjedi]

Some Bad Batch thoughts and theories I have before the season 2 finale:

(Warning: Mandalorian season 3 (minor?) spoilers included for anyone who hasn’t watched it yet)

So you might’ve seen by now that there are theories going around that Emerie Karr might a clone right?

There are posts explaining both her physical features and the fact that she’s also voiced by Keisha Castle-Hughes (who I would LOVE to see play a live action adult Omega!) leading me to be more and more convinced that she is one. Also the fact that she actually refers to Crosshair by his name rather than his number unlike the majority of the imperial officers and scientists leads me to think that she’s not only clone but also that she may not actually be evil but might just be forced to work for the empire (Afterall, Penn Pershing was forced to as well, so I wouldn’t put it past her either). Despite the fact that what she’s doing isn’t justified, you can still see that she’s not as harsh with Crosshair as the stormtroopers and Hemlock are. And the way she told him that there was no way out when he held her at gunpoint, just the look of desperation on her face kinda convinced me that this might be the case for her too.

I also have a huge feeling that she might actually help Crosshair escape with the batch but potentially get killed in the process (or who knows 🤷🏽‍♀️).

When I rewatched the episode, you could see her subtly reacting whenever Dr Hemlock mentioned “the young clone” which makes me convinced that she may have worked alongside the Kaminoins and might even know Omega from her time on Kamino. This leads me to think that she may try to keep Omega safe from the hands of empire (regardless of whether she ends up being a clone or not, Omega’s still a child and doesn’t deserve to be treated like “imperial property” or a lab rat like she already was on Kamino, so it’s a possibility that Emerie might end up helping Omega if she does get captured).

Speaking of Dr Pershing, I actually think we might actually see him in the Bad Batch! If not at the end of this season, maybe in the future (I hope we get more seasons! 🤞🏽). Esp since we know from Mando that his research was heavily focused in cloning and that he started very young, we might see him as a teen prodigy excited to start his work and thinking he’s doing it for the greater good. I just hope when we do see him, he doesn’t end up whitewashed (Please Dave and Co, pleeeeeaaase don’t erase his middle eastern features 🥲).

But anywho, I’ve been thinking about these since Tipping Point. If you have any thoughts or additional theories to add, feel free to comment or reblog!

[crestfallercanyon]

1, 4 and 21 for Mickey Milkovich since I’ve seen you post about Shameless <3

I have seen you liking some of my posts about Shameless, too! I'm always excited when mutuals overlap in other fandoms than just the root one, if that makes sense <3

Anywho, to the questions!

Why do you like or dislike this character?

This answer's long, so sorry, but I feel like it's hard to talk about all of Mickey in a succinct way. While there are parts of Shameless that the writers severely fuck up, and that fuckery did occasionally get his hands on Mickey Milkovich (like constantly trying to write him off it seems??), Mickey has some of the greatest depth and is also consequently one of the most consistent characters they managed to write.

I've said it before, but he has every reason to "look out for number one," and he does, but his number one stops being himself -- it's for his family (Mandy and Ian in particular). While that has its own ramifications, it's also a beautiful thing about him.

He's also smart. I like that he is not a stupid man, which I feel he could have been very quickly reduced to (and I think they sometimes try to do to him in later seasons but that's a rant for later). Reckless and flippant sometimes, but he is smart and he can and will learn. His biggest character growths aren't from lack of understanding due to ineptitude, it's due to biases, and when those biases gets shattered he learns from them and keeps those lessons with him (my main example of this is when he was so very against letting Ian go to a mental hospital -- the whole progression of Mickey taking care of Ian during his illness is what I would say is where he has most of his rapid growth: it's where he stops trying to pretend he doesn't love Ian, it's where he realizes that he can't do everything on his own and has to ask for help sometimes, it's where he loses his ignorance about what exactly Ian is going, much of what he learns in that season carries with him throughout the rest of the show it seems).

Mickey's story is so full of tragedy, and I thought that Shameless was going to "life sucks and then you die" to him, honestly (whenever something went right, they immediately took a hammer to that fragile happiness as soon as seemingly possible). But he wins. He gets the boy he fell in love with, and has a job, and makes his way out of South Side. It's not the dream he thought he'd always have (he thought he'd be King of South Side) but that dream was also made up of a lot of... resignation. So I'm glad that that was turned on its head for him and he still had happiness, I thought that was consistent with the rest of his life, too.

4) If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

This is a fascinating question. To be perfectly honest, I actually wish a character like him was in Sons of Anarchy. There were parts of that show I really enjoyed (I mean, boil it down and it's essentially Motorcycle Hamlet), but I think his character and his arc (with Ian, too, actually) would have added a lot of additional depth to that show -- that and have it address queer characters in a meaningful way (the only queer character I remember from that show was very limited and quickly off the show if I recall correctly). I think he'd be really well suited to meld into that world, actually, with a few tweaks to get him as part of the SoA in the first place.

I also would love to have him in a western or noir, but that's more fanfiction au ideas, not actually placing him in another piece of media haha

21) If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

I love to write his dialogue, the snappish way he speaks. I particularly like to write earlier seasons Mickey because he's got such a front he's putting up, it's fun to figure out dialogue where he's clearly saying one thing and hiding another in-between the words; or just straight up contradicting his own thinking because he has to and is desperately hopeful and also terrified that someone (Ian) can see right through him. There's so much internal conflict of Mickey early seasons that while it can be a challenge, it's also so fun to write.

What I don't like? I'm not sure how to articulate this correctly, but I struggle with writing some of the antagonism he and Ian continue to have in later seasons. I mean it's definitely there, it's a part of him, just because Mickey loves Ian and vice versa doesn't mean those two don't insult each other or all that -- I just tend not to write those moments that much because I either will go overboard and write too strong of an argument or it won't feel quite like their energy, if that makes sense.

Thank you so much for the asks! They were a lot of fun. They come from this: Character Ask Game

[inkovert]

Things I want to do in 2024

I've never been the type to make resolutions and I know we tend to put more weight on them than they actually are meant to have, hence why we never follow through with them. So! I am attempting to just make a list of things I am hoping to do in 2024. very low stakes. not going to think of these as goals, just things I want to do. and hope that I follow through with some of them.

Health-related

Planning my meals and keeping a food journal: I've been on a health journey for about the past year and I want to try to get back on track with that and be more consistent with it. I've been trying to be more consistent with preparing home cooked meals rather than relying on frozen meals/eating out, eating 3 meals a day etc, and that's been going well so far, but it could be better. I think one way to help myself be more consistent is planning my meals out (not like meal-prepping just literally being like this day I'm going to eat these things so I have a more structured "menu" vs throwing things together in my head the day of). I think I also want to start keeping a food journal. I peeped that iOS added a Journal app to the new software and I might try that out to see how useful it would be for food journaling, doing things like documenting my mood around the times I eat, what I eat etc.

Find a new dentist and start flossing: When I say I've been on a health journey over the last year I really mean in every possible way you can think of lol. Dental health was one of them. I've made a lot of improvements but I'm so prone to getting cavities that I think I could make a few more. I am one of the 60% of people who do not floss every day bc I found it hard/time-consuming/unnecessary. But I started doing it a couple weeks ago and... it wasn't so bad? I was pretty consistent with it until I went home for the holidays and that fell to crap bc I couldn't find the floss I had packed. anywho. I want to continue to be consistent with that and make that a habit, in addition to finding a new dentist bc the last one I saw was a bit too...assertive and I didn't like their staff so decided never to go back there again.

Personal/things that actually make me excited

Decorate my room: lol. Can you believe I've lived in my apt for two years and I've yet to decorate my room (even the bathroom has some stuff hung up on the walls). I literally have the decorations sitting in a pile by my bedroom door collecting dust. So yeah. I wanna actually do that. Tbf what stopped me before was that I wasn't confident I'd be able to stay in this apt for long. I thought for sure after a year they would jack up the price and I would be forced to move. But, we're now going on three years and things have been fine so I should actually properly decorate the place.

✨ Get a tattoo ✨ The sparkles are because this is probably the thing I'm most excited about on this list. I have wanted a tattoo for as long as I can remember. And I finally decided last year that I was going to say fuck it and get one. But unfortunately the finances weren't financing so it got delayed. But it's happening this year!! For sure!!! Hopefully in the next few months!! I need to stop delaying it and just do it!! So yeah. I've made my best friend keep me accountable each step of the way so I can stop procrastinating. So she gave me a deadline of Friday, 1/5 to at least have a list of tattoo artists I'm considering. We're doing this!!!

Actually leave my house and spend time in places I enjoy: Since my two closest friends moved away last year I haven't had a lot of incentive to go out and do things. So I've just been spending a lot of time at home by myself. And solitude is so nice. So comfortable. So blissful. But I need to end that. Or at least cut down on it a little. There are things I actively want to do in my city but every time the weekend comes I end up staying in my house doing nothing for 2 days straight. And it's been great. But I need to push myself to actually go out and do things by myself. Go to live music concerts, hang out at bookstores or coffee shops. Just something to have a change of pace and environment. I know I will be better for it. I'm gonna challenge myself to go out by myself at least once a month. If I do more? great. But we're starting small.

Writing-related

Track my writing: I'm not going to push myself to have word count goals or anything like that because I think that would be counter productive and take the fun out of writing for me. I actually wrote a lot last year (I just calculated it - 174, 817 words according to Scrivener; kinda insane can't remember the last time I wrote that much in a year) so I don't think I have issues with word quantity or writing enough and if it ain't broke don't fix it! But I do want to track my writing a little more closely. I just think it could be fun tracking the stats behind it and looking back at it at the end of the year. and also maybe help me continue this consistency with writing that I've suddenly developed?

Write something for fun: I can't tell you how much it hurts me that I don't have any fun/silly projects that I can work on on the side that I don't care about getting perfect. I think it will be nice and freeing and challenge my writing chops a bit to write something completely out of my comfort zone, totally absurd, and purely for my enjoyment. I've just been too crippled with fear to even try and idk why. I want to do it so badly but I struggle with coming up with ideas (and with working on more than one thing at once). We'll see it if it happens. this is just a list of things I want to do who knows if I'll actually do them.

Finish the second draft of MDE: just gonna throw this one in here out of obligation. refer to the last sentence of the previous bullet point. I wrote half of it in a year, maybe it's possible to write the other half in a year?

If you made it this far, thank you for reading. gonna come back to this in 6 months and see if anything I listed here actually panned out lol

[1jemmagirl22]

So I just binge read Lightlark cause I enjoy punishment and I needed a post Chain of Thorns distraction and holy mother of fucking Fitzsimmons gods! I have nor enjoyed a series of continuous plot twists that go that fucking hard in a long time. Like Since I first read Lord of Shadows, maybe, maybe, it was Queen of Air and Darkness, but not even "Said the Jace that was not Jace his golden eyes hard 'bring me Clary Fairchild.'" Got me this shocked and excited!

Not only! Did the they pull a best friend betrayal! But we got the addition of oh ya this person is actually ancient, evil, and responsible for all this fucking shit! Like, I mean, I kind of guessed we were hating Cleo too much, it was too obvious, but never, could I have imagined it was a full throttle fuckery miss direct.

And then! Oh it just kept getting better (and by that I mean fucking hell) because then we get the classic, oh ya that love interest um well those dreams you're having about him aren't dreams THEY'RE MEMORIES!!!! I actually squeaked with excitement, oh the memory erased romance, and then extra romance, the fact that Grim is so fucking in love with her and so evil! Oh I'm loving it it. I said, I said to myself says I, not two hours ago while reading every seen he is in, I said "Holy mother of fucking Klaus Mikaelson" because this man is a Klaus Mikaelson wannabe that gets to have fun! He gets to pull unhinged shit and he gets to say the most romantic fuckery you've ever heard while he's doing it!

But, best of all, I'm still not done! Because the piece de le resistance, the final tree topper on this Christmas present of plot twists, is that Grim was betrayed too! Because he was fucking working with Celeste until she pulled a full throttle 360 no one gets what they want but me and called out a classic "and it would have worked too if you hadn't had such a kind heart" to the hero!

Fuck ya man, bloody fucking ya! This, this is the detox I needed from Chain of Thorns, this, this is the detox that will sustain me until my library holds for Shatter Me get in, and this is what will sustain me until I bite the bullet and finally finish binge watching HOTD season 2! I can safely say, Lightlark was fun, but Mary mother of Fitzsimmons, it was a four star read until eh last forty pages and it instantly got 5 the second we started pulling memory erasure into it. I have never like memory erasure, I have PTSD from the Shadowhunters TV show so strong I sobbed like my cat died when Agents of Shield made Jemma forget Fitz, so strong even the smallest hint of amnesia sends me running from a story, but fucking hell this is what memory loss was invented for, this, this is the only ever acceptable use of memory loss and if anyone questions me on it you are wrong!

Anywho, I should sleep now, but um, ya Lightlark by Alex Astor is a banger, that was a fun five hours, I should really work on my own writing now so I can one day inflict the emotions I am currently feeling on my own readers.