#because it's only the 9th day of the year and you've already made the best possible addition to any of my posts

[idliketobeatree]

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genderqueer edwin for the loveliest @rexrevri, happy birthday! 🩵

[katz-chow]

Coming from puff puffs blog 🤧🤥 hope you don't mind 😝🙈🙉 ur also totally gaining a new follower..

WHAT ARE YOUR HEADCANONS ON SOAP? 🥰🥰🥰 unless you've already done this before then I am so sorry 😓

relationship with soap headcanons

warnings: sfw, fluff, some angst, relationship arguments, family trauma mentioned, religious trauma, homophobia, bad dad

a/n: my fav cod man is soap so this took my top priority!!! i think about this man a lot, 09 and reboot version. reboot is my fav though, realistically, he's who i would actually get with. here’s all the things i’ve thought about him, there’s probably more tbh… OK OK HERE :))

childhood hcs

johnny soap mactavish comes from a large family of 5 siblings, he's the second oldest. it's elsie, him, blair, callum, and olivia.

growing up in a family of mainly girls got him on that respect women juice. he would always have to make sure his younger siblings are ok and aren't you know, being bullied. his parents were adamant on 2 year age gaps between them all.

his cousin, jack, was an sas operator and that was what made him want to join. they had to call security forces to arrest him out at some point because he kept sneaking in to watch them do stuff lol

elsie left for uni with her bf to live in soho when johnny was 16, the same year he would talk to recruiters around his hometown, driving hours and then getting rejected the same day due to his age

9th grade (year 10) chemistry got him obsessed with stem and its *explosive* results. he aced chemistry and then took advanced chemistry and physics just because he loved it so much

after this, as soon as he turned 18, he went to sign his papers THEN graduated school (he's just like me fr). his mom was so worried for him, especially when her sister told her about the danger that jack would get himself into. in the end, he promised he'll always call her and his siblings

his dad's an ass, hes an alcoholic, a cheater, a *bitch*... he would always take the kids to church on sundays and twisted the religion into a reason for his behavior. claiming that johnny's mom being at home was just "their culture"

she makes a killer shepherd's pie though

always had had some sort of love-hate relationship with the catholic faith. on one hand, it was nice to know there's always at least someone watching out for him, but after hearing the constant belittlement from his father, claiming he wasn't "manly enough" for not willing to give his life up in the service, he started to resent the “all merciful”.

he ended up blaming god for all his faults, letting him take accountability. this especially happened when he got diagnosed with adhd when he was 17, his dad didn’t believe in mental health. his mom was only a bit better about it, they both refused meds for him.

he's bisexual, leans towards women though. found this out after a truth or dare game in junior year (year 12) and some beers in a closet

at one point, callum acccidently let it slip at dinner when johnny had first moved out that he had met a cute guy and their dad screamed and yelled at the whole family, especially their mom, about "raising a fucking whore of a son, dragging the family down to shite"

blair called and told johnny a few days later and johnny rushed his work as quickly as possible and begged his chain of command for a few days off to go back home to his family

his family gets loud…like really loud. there’s 7 people what do you expect?

it gets especially bad when it’s sunday morning and you gotta get 7 people awake and looking their church best for an hour and a half 😔

johnny is the quickest everything there is, which has its downsides too. he could run and swim the fastest in the family, but he was also the quickest eater…meaning he’s on dish washing duty. he’s quick at that too so by the time everyone’s finished, he’s washed all the other dishes that took to make dinner

broke his arm chasing a cat through someone’s yard (he was 14)

had a goat scream and kicked him because he wanted to give it a hug

he got a part time job at a local bakery in 10th grade (year 11). the pay wasn’t much but neither was the work really. olivia, who was 9 at the time, made him promise that he’ll get her a doll to have tea with. her tea set had 4 cups but only one of her, so she must get another one to join her! he kept his promise; he ended up getting three dolls for her

he can make amazing soda bread and brioche loafs now too, still keeps a starter from the owner of the bakery to this day

he had a mountain bicycle that he would take everywhere. had room behind his seat for packages and his backpack, which he would tie down. that thing had such a loud bell too, would ring constantly to “let people know hes coming and get ready”

was terrified of selkies for some reason, always had the window closed and made callum sleep by it while he slept by the door

wasn’t much of a troublemaker, but would get into trouble with his adventurous heart.

got lost in the woods once and after a while of fake courage, he sat down and cried until elsie found him. he was 20 yards (13 meters) away from the clearing 😭😭

laugh at that guys, mf was 15

personality & relationship hcs

johnny is such a fun lover. he’s handsome yeah, but what makes ppl flaunt over him is his humor. he’s what jessica rabbit said “he makes me laugh”

such a charismatic and charming person, gets it from his dad. he could talk about just about anything, also the type to strike up a conversation with a stranger at the grocery store. then end up with their number and a date or helping them dog sit

this isn’t always a good thing though, one time before he was medicated, he would talk on and on, his story becoming incoherent due to the amount of self-interruptions he made, that a group of guys got so annoyed at that pub, they punched him.

he was young, 19, and couldn’t fight, so he didn’t win and came back to the barracks with a nasty black eye

he likes to be the big spoon, has to hold something in order to sleep

feel like he’s the type to wrap his arms around a pillow and lay on his stomach to sleep

speaking of sleeping, he HATES sleeping with socks on. he tried it one day and he just shivered at the feel of it, woke up and his socks were missing (he found them under the bed)

i also feel like he sleeps like a log, unmoving once he finds his comfort, i also think it's because he had to sleep in the same bed as his siblings at one point and he didn't want to wake them by moving, so he got accustomed to being a still sleeper

one time he accidentally got into a fight at a bar when a guy kept being misogynistic and was arrested and kept in jail for the whole night until one of his civilian friends bailed him out

johnny's the type to race you in the rain to the car. again, he's quick so he's always ahead of you but then he slips from the rain and ends up all wet and muddy and in the car.

his favorite thing to do is hear you laugh. he'll do anything to hear you laugh.

whenever you're sad, he'll purposely stub his toe or trip down the stairs or make you kiss his "owie" (a papercut) to get you to cheer up. like yeah it hurts like a fucking bitch but seeing you sad hurts more than a silly tumble

number one date event is city exploring and hopping. like cafe hopping, pub hopping, museum hopping, restaurant hopping, anything that makes you get up and get going with time to sit and chill at the same time.

feels like he can eat a lot, he's the type to eat your food if you end up not liking it or being too full

when he gets home from missions and the initial excitement of seeing you dies down, he also dies down and nap for hours until it's the middle of the night and he gets up to eat something.

he loves naps. feels like he needs a nap time every day if it was possible

he's a very kind lover, he's easy going so its not hard that sometimes people take advantage of this and push his buttons until he can't take it anymore

causes a huge blowup because he can have a nasty temper whenever he bottles stuff up and pushes things aside

not a physical manifestation of anger, but definitely a verbal anger, will say things he doesn't really mean just to say it and realize right after the words leave his lips that he fucked up

but he'll stake out in front of the guest bedroom in which you've locked yourself in until you come out and he gets the chance to forgive you

the type to stand in the rain and hold a sign saying sorry right outside your window, a very cheesy romcom style (gaz made him watch them)

he loves you more than anything and loves you even more than you can keep up with him and laugh at his jokes, no matter how awful they are

he wants 4 kids by the way

[thelittleliars]

Surprise (3/4)

Warnings: Fluff; a bit of angst and nfsw

Words: 2.6K

Summary: You being a gay mess around Natasha

A/N: Part 3 is finally here!!! I didn't proofread it so there might be mistakes. If you want to be added or get removed from the tag list just let me know! Part 4 will also be the final chapter in this series so enjoy!!

[Part 1: Silence ; Part 2: Second Chance ; Part 4: Survive]

Hell broke loose after thanksgiving. Some kind of mutated virus spread, most of the Avengers were immune since they had already had different DNA but you normal people hit it hard. Natasha, Kate, Yelena and you apparently came in contact with the virus and had to move to a secluded facility on the compound’s ground. You four were in isolation, each one of you alone in a room with a glass front. You didn't know if Clint and Scott had to do this in their own homes too. Those poor kids would see this cruelty of a virus.

Natasha rebelled against being in a room alone, she wanted to be in yours, she had to continue fixing the mess she created but the agents who also were to watch us twenty four seven didn't let her. 

It was around the 9th day when Natasha exploded, she couldn't stand not being able to see and touch you when both of you were only separated by a thin wall. "GET ME OUT OF HERE! JUST PUT ME IN Y/N'S ROOM!" She started to bang on the glass hard, it was no use though, the glass was solid. 

Even though you couldn't see her, you heard her yelling and banging against the glass. "Nat, calm down." You tried to get to her but that was also no use. Hearing your voice made her even more desperate to be moved to you. The itch inside of Natasha would only stop the second she could hug you. 

"Please," she pleaded. "Let me continue this isolation with my wife." All attention was on Natasha now. She just called you her wife, every single part of your body felt like it was on fire, the burning desire of being her wife was suddenly the only thing in the world that you wanted. You knew you had feelings for Natasha, you suspected it during the time apart before you realized it on thanksgiving.

"Ms Romanoff, we have no record of your apparent marriage with Y/N Y/L/N." An agent who worked here to monitor us, told that Natasha. She was quick to correct him that it was Mrs Romanoff. "I'm sorry Mrs Romanoff, without any document we can't let you-"

"Alright you got me! We're only engaged but the wedding would have been in a couple of days. I'd like to think her as my wife already." If you didn't know Natasha from the inside out then you'd have believed her right there. Hell you actually believed her for a fracture of a second because how convincing she sounded. In all the years you've known her, you never once saw her using her sweet talk skills, not only did it impress you hugely but something inside of you shifted. You found her actions very sexy.

The second she was brought into your room, you avoided eye contact at all costs since you're a bit embarrassed about the way you just thought about her. Natasha was also quiet as she sat down on your bed with a good amount of distance from you. Usually she'd have greeted you with a warm hug but she also was embarrassed, just about how impulsive she acted and what she said to get to you. The black widow didn't know what came over her.

You scooted over but only so far that your knees were touching, which made her  jump, she didn't expect the closeness. You saw it but ignored it, you started to dance your fingers along her thigh towards her hands that were resting in her lap. Once you reached them you took one of her hands in your own, her warmth spread over to you and you melted on the inside.

"So about that wife part.." You whispered while drawing tiny patterns on the back of her hand with your thumb. Natasha exhaled loudly, thinking of the best way to explain her actions. When she came up with nothing logical she simply shrugged. 

"I knew you're good at sweet talking and seducing since I all the stories but bloody hell, I didn't expect you to be THAT good." You finally turned your head to look at her when you saw she already looked at you intensely. Nat frees her hand from your hold, lifted it up to your face and traced the outline of your jaw. Your heart had never pounded so fast in your entire life as right there. She leaned closer to you, feeling her warm breath all over your face, while you wait for her next move. "You haven't seen nothing yet baby." She said it more quietly but in such a raspy way. You sat there frozen and errored with a gay panic rushing through you. When she leaned back and saw the look on your face, a huge grin broke out. "This was just a preview."

"Just because you know I'm gay now doesn't mean you're allowed to cause gay panics!" The words stumbled out of you fast. Your mind was still racing with thousand of thoughts, it was even worse than your nightly routine of overthinking.

"Just don't fall in love with me." The red head winked and you honestly didn't know if she was serious or just teasing you.

"Afraid that I can't control myself around you if I fall for you?" You shot back with sudden confidence. 

"Darling, nobody can control themself around me. I mean just look at me." She cockily told you. 

"Then stop flirting with me and we'll be both fine." Deep inside you knew that you'd end up falling in love if Natasha would continue flirting. 

"Whatever.“ She rolled her eyes before bumping her should into you to keep everything light, then brought up a story you didn't know yet in hope to continue to fix the riff she caused. You knew it wasn't much but it still was the beginning of trusting each other again and a way to strengthen your bond. 

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Later that day there was a bit more commotion from the agents monitoring us. You didn't pay it any attention, your concentration was completely on the book in your hands, it was a new thriller you bought recently. The only time you actually looked up was when you heard someone saying your nickname. You made eye contact with non other than one of your old flames, she and all the other old flames of your knew your status of being in the closet and thankfully they kept that secret with them. 

"Agent Holm!" You exclaimed with excitement. "It's so nice to see you again, it's been too long."

"You know you can call me Leyla so please do that." She smiled at you, thinking to herself that it had been way too long to meet again. "Well, you're one of the unlucky ones who contracted with the virus huh?" 

You stood up from the bed you sat on when you read your book, now walking towards Leyla who stood at the glass front. Then you decided to sit on the ground with crossed legs. "As you already know, the universe and my body loves to attracted every kind of shit." 

Natasha, who was working out, came out of her trance when she heard you talking to someone. She didn't recognized the brunette you were talking to, the woman seemed familiar to her but could not match a name to the face and that irritated her. You seemed so free and happy to talk to the brunette, and with the way you looked at her.. Natasha was literally fuming with jealousy that the second you laughed at something the agent said, something inside of her just snapped. 

"So how come you two get to share a space but not these two?" Leyla pointed behind her towards Kate and Yelena, who were in separated rooms. 

"Perks of being best friends?" You hoped you were convincing enough but also knew that your reason was weak. 

"And they were roommates!!!" She said in fake shock. You blushed profusely, trying to hide it by looking down and also shaking your head fast to deny her claims. "No no no, Stop. It isn't like that!"

"Then please enlighten me!" She smirked at you, still loved teasing the heck out of you.

"I-I-I can't explain how but she convinced one of the agents to let her isolate with me. It also only happened earlier today!" You looked over your shoulder to where Natasha was last training but she wasn't there anymore, in fact she was nowhere to be seen. But then she came out of the bathroom wearing only shorts and a black bra, a small white towel was hanging around her neck that fell right down towards her boobs. Your eyes widened at the sight of her, a fire inflamed in you and heat rushed in more than one place. You felt pathetic in how easy she suddenly affects you. 

"It isn't like that." Agent Holm mocking the  words you said a minute made you finally look away. You mumbled a small fuck off which she laughed off. "If you haven't made a move on her then I definitely will."

"Well then shoot your shot." You basically dared her. She raised her eyebrows before putting her left arm up to the glass and leaned against it. "Hey Romanoff!" 

Natasha looked to you guys, wondering what the agent could want from her. "Yes?" Leyla pointed towards you, "This hot shot wants to spar with you."

You shook your head in denial, sparring with Natasha in general was difficult already since both of you were very competitive but it'd be your death now with having feelings for her and her looking so incredible hot. Natasha purposely flexed her arms when she saw you looking over to her and if you weren't gay panicking before then you definitely were now. "Oh yeah?" Natasha's eyes twinkled mischievously, you knew how much trouble she'd cause if you didn't stop her. 

"Listen, Leyla was just kidding! She loves fucking with me." You turned back towards the brunette but she left you alone with your crush. Anxiously you spun back towards Nat, she had a teasing smile on her face that nearly made you fall to your knees. "Why would she want to fuck with you like this though?" The red head walked with slow and confident steps to you, only stopping when she was a few inches away. Then she leaned in, you felt her warm lips near your ear that made a shiver ran down your spine, her breath was also very warm and you didn't know how to function anymore. "I guess I know why." Her whispering was so soft that you thought you were currently dying in gayness. "It's fun and easy to fuck with you."

You stood there frozen even after Natasha walked a few steps back to give you some space. Leyla's voice snapped you out of it. She was still gone but you could hear her talking loudly in the distance.

"Someone send a medic to Y/N. I think she is having a huge gay panic." You hid your face in your hands after hearing Leyla telling the other agents. Nat giggled quietly to herself but you still heard her. It really was going to be a hellish long day. 

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After two weeks of quarantine and painful isolation, you all got checked out throughly by a doctor before being able to go back to the main compound area. The Avengers all greeted you back, hugs and kisses on your cheeks were given. Wanda was so nicely and made a warm welcome back meal. Everyone ate it with big smiles on their faces, praising Wands for her cooking skills and being thankful for making such great food. Afterwards Yelena and you went to your rooms while Kate went to the archer training room to practice her aim again and Natasha just simply disappeared without saying where she was going. 

It was around 6pm when you decided to get ready for bed and relax with a smutty book. You were relieved to have your privacy back, two weeks without any kind of sexual pleasure had you rilled up, it also didn't help that Natasha constantly walked around in a tank top and did her workout stretches right in front of you. You jumped into you bed and grabbed the book, the begining of the story was slow at first but got steamy fast. Before you could even reach the dirty part that you craved reading, a body plopped down next to you.

"Whatcha reading?" The freshly showered black widow asked you while she placed her hand on your stomach and nuzzling her whole body into your side.

Though you were extremely frustrated that you couldn't even get to the start of fucking yourself, it washed away by all the embarrassment you were feeling of getting caught reading smut. "Nothing." It came out of you too fast, Natasha only wanted to make a bit of small talk before falling asleep but your quick nothing got her curious. "Y/N, what's the book about?" 

"Sapphic love." More like sapphics making love but she didn't need to know that. Natasha immediately knew that you weren't telling her everything so she was going after the book herself. You squealed and tried your best to hide the book but she simply sat on your lower stomach and somehow got ahold of both of your wrists and held them above your head. The book was in her free hand and she opened it easily to read things out loud from a random page. 

"You couldn't wait for Ella's finger to enter you. The imagination alone had you wet, your underwear was soaking and it clinged to your body in way that made you eager to remove it." Nat's green eyes went wide, she absolutely didn't expect this kind of stuff. "I-"

"Let's just forget this ever happened, okay?"

"This is how you get off?" She let go of your wrist but didn't make a move to get off your body.

"Duh! It's obviously better than watching porn." 

"Why don't you just ask Wanda like almost everyo-?" "What?" You stared at her in shock. Was this why everyone was always THAT satisfied after they bragged about the sex they 'just' had. "Wanda's magic is heavenly. Her mist makes you feel so vulnerable and kisses all of you sensitive spots and when it penetrates you.. god, it's an orgasm you'll never forget."

"Now I have a vivid image in my head of Wanda fucking you and the others with her magic.. thanks." You shut your eyes in hope of loosing that image. "You're welcome." 

Natasha rolled off you in one move, laying next to you again and closing her eyes too. Both of you wish each other a good night before quickly falling asleep. 

It was a couple days after the smut book incident when you woke up extremely sweaty and disoriented. After a few seconds you realized that you were drenched in sweat, your clothes were wet and your mattress was moist. Panic immediately rised inside of you, it consumed you so much that you almost emptied your stomach the second you stood up. You got up and walked slowly to your bathroom with the last strength you had. The sight of yourself in the mirror shocked you, an extremely pale- almost ghostly white version of you stood there and stared back. "Jarvis, call Nat." 

"Calling Natasha now." The A.I. told you in it's human-robotic voice and it didn't take long before you heard her calling your name.

"Nat, I don’t feel so good." It was the last thing you got out before everything went black. 

Tags: @janashstorm , @marvelwomen-simp , @wifeofnatasharomanoff , @lizlil , @how-to-disappearrr , @wandanats-goodgirl , @natsxwife

[sourbinnie]

title -> invisible genre -> angst | one sided love pair -> ot8!skz + 9th member!reader (gender neutral) plot -> how stray kids receives the news that their 9th member is back with their ex (who ain't no good) warnings -> mentions of cheating lowercase intended

i know you've seen it all before

as soon as you told us that you were back with him, all my alarms went off. it was relieving my worst nightmare all over again and here we were, sitting and not believing what you just told us. i wanted to object to it so bad like i was in the middle of a wedding and protested against your decision, you were sharing the most broken smile with us and it showed. you were back with him and this is something i was gonna have to accept in my life back again as if the day you two broke up wasn't the best day of my life (as fucked up as it sounds).

"hyunjin? talk to me please." you said getting close to me as everyone else already shared their thoughts but i did not. i knew from the look on my face i must've looked mad, distraught or even disappointed. i was probably feeling all those emotions at once. 

"be happy (y/n)." i said and left the room to go to my own bedroom. closing off the door to feel the tears coming in like i just lost the person i wanted the most to a loser who couldn't stop himself from cheating on them over & over again.

but I know that I should be the one

i struggled to keep up with what happened with all the members but something wasn't right about (y/n) sneaking off at night. in the morning they would come back with hickeys on their neck and a hangover showing, worrying every single one of us. this could only mean one thing and that is that they're spending time with their ex again, unfortunately not one of the good ones. i wanted to pretend that i did not care, that i was over them and that my heart was somewhere else but i couldn't do it, especially if they were hurt enough to go back to someone who cheated.

"minnie? what are you doing awake already?" they said to me as they were caught in the scene again, probably not remembering that yesterday the same thing happened and i took care of them. 

"just happened to wake up, nothing else." i said bitterly as i saw the tear stained cheeks. i hated to be that kind of guy but they would never cry on my sight if i was the one with them. nonetheless i could only stand in the corner and pick up the pieces once the show was over once again.

i know what i'm fighting for

seeing him back in their life made me want to punch him in the face just like i wanted to all those years ago. even if i was built like a stick back then, i knew that he was a total idiot that did not deserve any part of the unconditional love that (y/n) gave them. every single member agreed that he was no good in our precious (y/n)'s life and if i had to fight the world to get them to notice that they're better off without him, i would do it. always having a soft spot for our precious member, it just hurt like hell to see them so in love with a douchebag.

"where are you going?" i asked as i got back from the studio with chan & jisung. they both clearly knew that i wasn't content with (y/n)'s decisions and that i was just doing this to protect them even i was too late on whatever page we were on their "love story".

"i have a date binnie, don't wait for me!" they said as they walked out and left me sighing while chan patted my back. i didn't know how else to tell them this wasn't the right path to take.

'cause I know that i should be the one

ever since (y/n) went back to him, i haven't been functioning the same. it was almost as if i was on auto mode and i was doing things not because i wanted to but because i had to. i saw them and all i could think about was that i could treat them so much better than this idiot could ever do. i saw them and thought about the times they came home crying because of him and i stayed up all night until they fell asleep. i saw them and all i wanted to do was close the gap between us and finally get to kiss them.

"please don't go." i said and you just laughed, not your pretty and honest laugh. more like a made up one to show that you were not hurting and that everything seemed to be going okay but you could never hide from me. 

"i have to felix, sorry but i'll see you at practice tomorrow!" they said leaving and closing the door like i didn't just dramatically fall to my knees right then and there. i was so done with this game.

i can give you so much more than he can

laying in my bed with (y/n) felt odd. usually if there was silence it was a comfortable one, one that did not feel like we were out of place. right now we didn't know what to say and it showed. they told me that they were happy with their ex and everything started falling apart right then & there. i didn't argue with them 'cause there was nothing that i haven't said before that would make them realize what they were doing wasn't okay for them. i don't know how many times i'm gonna have to show that the candidate was standing right there.

"jisung? you're thinking out loud, what is it?" they said as they cuddled up to my side and i just wish we could stay in this position forever but their so called lover was a jealous douchebag that would not let this pass. 

"nothing, just how much i missed you." i said and gave them a little smile. as dishonest as the smile was, my words were clear as water and real as they could be.

he's already gone, what are you running from?

i could see the fear in your eyes as you waited for my reaction. i've never seen you feel this way, like you couldn't trust me but i guessed you had the right to feel that way since you knew how much i hated that guy. the other members kept it to themselves but i did not care, everything this guy did was awful and how much he had hurt you would always pain me because i would've beat them up right then and there if i had to. and now he was back, back in your life like he didn't do anything before and you let him in.

"i am disappointed (y/n)." i said firmly and i saw your tiny smile fade into nothingness. a frown covering your face as you tried to understand why i felt that way but you knew all too well. "i think i'm gonna have to go."

"wait minho please-" they said but it was too late, i walked out the door and hoped they didn't see me shed a tear over them. they had enough on their plate to be caring about how i felt and how i was doing but sometimes i wish they could see who truly loved them all this time and we both knew, it's never going to be him.

i could be your home, i should be the one

he kissed you right in front of me and left you at our doorstep. as you tried to get the keys to work like it was rocket science, i thought about you. i thought about how much you took care of me in our trainee days and how much love you gave me. i always thought i was gonna be the one to give that love back in it's purest form, not only being friends but being something more. he set foot in your life and i was too late, i hoped he would treat you good and now that he was back once again, i only wanted him to disappear like he did before.

"innie, go to sleep! it's late." they said to me and i just shook my head. i didn't know exactly what i was going to respond but i could not focus on anything other than their lips when they talked. everything felt like it was weighing on me right there at that moment.

"please don't go back to him..." i said and i couldn't even believe myself when they looked at me shocked that those words came out of my mouth. 

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I know you've seen it all before

seeing everyone so lost and confused about (y/n), made me realize how much i needed to talk to them. even if it stung my heart that they chose this guy (again) over us, i knew my first priority was to make sure they felt okay. as the leader i took responsibility for the fact that i had to put my members and their feelings always first. and then i thought about my own feelings, how much they bloomed when i first saw (y/n) walked in. that pure smile was not there anymore when i called them to talk and it was replaced by the bitter tears that kept on falling out.

"i know, it's okay (y/n) i've got you and we'll work through it." i said as i held them in my arms, feeling like they finally let go of how they truly felt and what was truly happening. i didn't know exactly what went on in their relationship but this was a step for them and i will always be proud.

"i'm sorry chan i-" they said but i just told them that i was okay as they took a deep breath and tried to calm down. i kissed their forehead and looked them in the eye, not knowing what to say but hoping they would find reassurance in me and that they would let go of their troubles.

[mattsdollie]

Overacheiver

warnings !!!

arguing, swearing. angsty, use of y/n if you squint, nicknames, tiny bit of fluff at the end :3

tiny plot explanation ! teenage y/n gets in an arguement with her father, shes finally had enough and storms out of the house. she ends up calling matt.

this is my 2nd ever fic i've made if there are any mistakes, please tell me !

WORD COUNT ; 754

y/n is now in her last year of highschool, shes always been an overachiever to try to win her parents' validation, but it just never worked. since she was in 1st grade, she got golden medals, she won spelling bees, she tried her best to get number 1 student in all her classes but she only ever got second place.

now i'm in my last year of school, all these certificates and medals just piling up in my room, yet my parents have never once thought to congratulate me, let alone be proud of me.

9th grade throwback

i get to pick what stream i take for the rest of my life. i've always loved science, but my parents keep pressuring me to take coding and ICT.

"i don't want to do programming, though," i said, tears filling my eyes as my father shouts at me. "i've been working in this industry for years. technology is taking over the world. programming is the future." he said, sternly and coldy, in a loud tone.

i just sigh as i feel the tears drop down my face. knowing i can't do anything to change my future, considering the fact my father wants me to do programming instead of what i love learning, science.

present

it's been an overwhelming weekend. all I've been doing is studying, and every time i come out of my room, my parents just end up screaming at me for not doing all the chores, knowing i have two other brothers who just rot in their rooms all day, playing games with their friends.

i started to dread coming to school, i barely had friends, all my friends had their main friends. sofia has danielle, ariana had emily. me? i had no one, except my boyfriend, matthew sturniolo. he has been by my side since 7th grade. being there for me everytime i had an argument with my father. even though i love him, i felt like i was bothering him, burdening him even, when i texted him to just go out, i felt like i was forcing him.

today, obviously, me and my father had another argument because i wanted to switch classes to an advanced science class. "why, you want to go to that class because all your friends are there isn't it?" he replied to your request, shouting at you for just speaking to him. "my friends?" you say shakily as tears threatened to fall out of your eyes. "*my friends?*" you said again, sternly, and raising your voice, your vision goes blurry from the tears that are overflowing in your eyes. "i barely have friends dad, you really think i want to switch classes because of my 'friends'? i dont have time to make friends." you shouted back at him, tears flowing down your face. your nose, eyes, and ears turning red. "i do everything in my will to try to make you proud and you just treat me like your shitty fucking maid. im so fucking tired." you said, voice hoarse and wobbly from shouting earlier.

you storm out of the room, grabbing your bag that had your phone, wallet, and headphones. you put on a jacket so you don't die from hypothermia, since the weather has been freezing recently.

you've exited your house 30 minutes ago now, trying to get as far away from home as possible. you pull out your phone as you sit at a bus stop. you text matt.

"matt, can you pick me up please?" you press enter, followed by you sending him your location. you put your headphones on, mitski was playing. making you cry even harder.

you feel your phone vibrate, its matt. "im on my way, stay put okay? i love you so much." the message read out. you stare at your phone, as you feel your tears roll down your cheek, to your chin.

"i love you more, matt." you reply.

by now, Matt has already picked you up. You both are lying in his bed. you curl up into a ball and matts arms wrap around you. "You wanna tell me what happened?" matt whispered. you whined, not being able to get over the heated argument with your father. "Okay, pretty girl. i'm gonna get us snacks, and we'll watch a movie, yeah? im sure that will cheer you up." he smiled, giving you a kiss on your temple. "i love you so much," you say, your voice shaky. "i love you more." Matt replied, almost reassuringly.

THE ENDDD !!! the arguement totally were notttt based off the ones i had with my dad 🫡

[faceglitchsworld]

In the 9th of January, a group was born to bring us joy and wonderful music. This group came from the moon. Each member had bond with it. And today, they're celebrating five years together with their precious moon, us.

Happy Anniversary, Oneus 🥺

Last year I decided to dedicate a birthday letter for each member of the group and now I want to give a last tribute by writing another letter to them. And I added a drawing of mine here.

I don't post my drawings on main, I have a sideblog for it, but for this anniversary I decided to do an exception. It's not the best drawing I made since I didn't hold a pencil in months and I still need to work on their officials mascots' designs better. Surely you'll see them a little different if I'll make fanarts of them more often.

But wait, the drawing is just a part of this post, there something more to add here.

Dear Oneus, another year has passed and you've turned five years old. I wanted for this day to come. The number five has become a very special number for you and, on a minor part, to me. I confess that I'm a little biased because your brother group has five members too along with another group who's very special to me. But it's not only that. I always loved and appreciated all the effort you've put last year, you worked hard on everything you put. Seeing all of you putting all these energy in everything, even the most simple one, made me wish for a break for you. I'm still saying it, even though I know you're quite slowling down a little with your activities recently. But I can't trust you. You're always so full of energy that you don't want to stop, aren't you? You love us to the point that you would spent every inch of energy just for us, am I right? But despite this, I really want all of you to take a little break, something that would made you recharge and coming back fresh and with new energy. Last year you finally got the occasion to see Europeans ToMoons showering with love during your concerts, I'm petty sure you've been surprised by how the crowd cheered you. I wasn't there, sadly. But during the tour I always had you in my mind and my heart, hoping that each concert would have turned to the best. I really wish that you'll come back here and, who knows, maybe you'll finally see me in the crowd too. I'm just another fan for you, I already know that, but I would be very happy if I'll finally have the occasion to see you. You're special to me, you've become one if not the most important group I could find, I don't know what would have happened if I couldn't have found you. Maybe my life would have been the same but probably less colourful than what it is now. I wouldn't have found the same joy I have now just by being by your side.

I already wished the best to each one of you last year, writing all my birthday letters and making the best wish I could say to each one of you. But I want to renew my promise.

Seoho, I hope you'll give us more and more songs where you can show us your voice and comfort us when we are at our lows. You have millions of fans who love you and thank you every day just for existing. Please, when you feel down, think about us and the lovely messages we send to you every day.

Leedo, I wish you'll write more and more songs for us as time passes. I've fallen in love with your poetry and your way to express your inner world and I want to see more of it. My biggest wish for you is that, one day, I'll see your name on a Oneus' title track. You deserve to show us more of you and I assure you that, no matter the result, I'll be glad to see you express yourself more through the music.

Keonhee...I would be repetitive with you. I already expressed my love to you when I celebrated your birthday. And like that day, I can't express how much I love you. You comforted me so many times this year, especially towards the end, that I can't thank you enough. I just wish that you'll be always protected and that you'll find the same comfort I found. But I know that you already found your special place. Oneus is your special place and I wish it will always be.

Hwanwoong, I wish for you that more and more people will appreciate how much artistry you are when you dance. It's sad that last year not so many people understood that but don't make it too much of a worry. Your moves, even the littlest one, show how much effort and creativity you give to us every time. Please, don't give up. You are our little tiger, our special tiger, a tiger with the biggest fierce and strength we can never see.

Xion, this is the first time in ages that I call you like this instead of Dongju. You don't know how many times your stage name brought to me the memories of Kingdom Hearts and you keep doing it. I just wish that, this year, you'll finally have your moment; your "main protagonist" moment where you'll finally shine and prove to everyone how much you've grown. If I'm here, it's also thanks to you. You've been the key who opened the door to the world of Oneus.

I think I've spent too many words already. I really want to say more but my language can't contain or express the love I have for each one of you. I can't say more, except "I love you".

Happy anniversary, Oneus, for the next five years and beyond.

[danielxricciardo]

Where do we go from here

Daniel Ricciardo x Reader

Chapters: 1/?

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3,015

Playlist for the series

It was your fault when you agreed to go to Monaco. After what happened the last time, you swore you would never go back there. Because it fucked with your mind and soul. You were crushed and your best friend had to scrap you off the floor for weeks, he had to remind you to shower and to eat. Knowing he will be so pissed you chose to go back to him, you didn't tell him you were leaving for a week until you were on the plane. His reaction was everything you were expecting, he called you a bitch and he advised you not to get back to him with a broken heart to cry on his shoulder then he hung up on you. Sure, you both knew you will cry on his shoulder after this week.

The entire flight you were questioning your life choices. How did you get there? You wanted - you needed to know how you allowed yourself to become dependent on a piece of affection from Daniel. You were trying to figure out when you became a sucker for him but you couldn't, maybe because you always were.

You'd always been good friends, ever since he moved from Australia to Europe. You were his first non-Australian friend and he was always been grateful for you and your friendship. You were with him even when he didn't ask you to and even when he told you he wanted to be left alone. That was your first choice. You went with him to almost all the junior competitions, until he reached Formula 1, you cried with him when he had a bad race and you partied with him on a podium or a win. Fuck it, 9 years later, you were still with him. Red Bull Racing was the team that helped him discover himself as a driver and gave him confidence that he could get far. After only one year in the team, he finished third in the drivers' championship with 238 points and secured the first fastest lap of his Formula One career at the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.

But all this has consequences. The fact that he was so good and became so well known attracted many girls who wanted to meet him and be affiliated with him for increased media attention. The worst part was that he liked all the female attention. Who wouldn't like it? He could have a new girl every day and they would still not end. But Daniel was not the type to take such advantage of his name and his position in society, you thought at the time. But that was exactly what he did. At the end of the 2014 season, days would pass without hearing from him because he was too busy to enjoy the female attendance that crossed his threshold.

After a few months, you already had a pattern. For 5 days you would not hear from him and on Saturday morning he would call you with a guttural voice, asking you to come to his place. And you went there with some headache pills and for a few hours, you would listen to everything that had happened during the week with different girls. At first, it hurt a lot. To hear how your best friend and the person for whom you develop some romantic feelings, has fun, and fucks with different girls is not very ok, but over time the whole situation had become repetitive and you became immune.

But you didn't realize you became a regular girl in his bed too. The only difference between you and the tens, maybe the hundreds of girls before you, was that you warmed his bed on Saturday and Sunday. It was just you, all weekend, every weekend. You felt special. He gives you his full attention all weekend and you hope he doesn't need anyone but you, except that Monday was coming and you could see that to his right was another model looking for fame. But have you ever told him what bothers you? No. Because you'd rather share him with so many girls than not have him in your life at all.

So what happened when you ended up crying for weeks without eating or taking a shower? Daniel told you that he is done with all the girls and he wants to focus on his career. This is after in 2015 he finished the season in 9th place with only 92 points, without a victory, and only twice on the podium. Of course you were happy! Daniel was going to have only you in his life. But he told you that what was between you before, sex and everything else, must end as well. I mean, you had to go back to being just friends. But how do you go back to being just friends with the person you've shared the bed with so many times? Friends don't know the way you taste. Your luck was that you had to go for a visit to your parents for 2 weeks and you didn't have to see him. You had 2 weeks to lick your wounds and return to him without a broken heart. Troy, your best friend, was with you and he tried to put your heart back together. Just when he succeeded, you had to go back to Daniel as if nothing had happened. Broken heart? Who?

Making your own decisions makes you responsible for what comes out of that decision whether it was a positive move or not. Making your own decisions also allows you to make your own mistakes and learn from them. It was your decision to go back to Daniel, to your friend. It was hard to look at him and not want to kiss those fleshy lips but you could manage it.

"There she is!" you heard Daniel say as soon as the Nice Côte d'Azur airport gates opened. He was wearing his merch purple hoodie that you wore so many times before and a pair of black jeans. He had a pair of sunglasses on to keep him away from the press. You smiled. It's been 2 weeks since you've seen him and it's as if your heart has tightened in your chest. You really missed him. You ignored his calls because you didn't want to hear his voice and start crying on the phone and all the messages he sent you were deleted by Troy. You don't even know what he wrote to you.

"Hey, Daniel!" you said and hugged him. You were enveloped by the smell of his perfume and you smiled. He was your safe place. "Missed you."

He hugged you back and the force he put in that hug was enough to crush your bones. But it didn't hurt you. You wanted to be one with him, to be absorbed by him. Everything platonic, of course.

"Missed you too, Y/N."

The road to your house was not a long one but at that moment everyone seemed to be on the road at the same time as you so what needed to be a 45-minutes road trip was now more than an hour, and you were still in the car. The small talk already finished about your parents, your brother and your best friend, Troy, and about all the new things from your home town and at the moment in the car was an uncomfortable silence which none of you knew how to break.

"I tried to talk to you these 2 weeks, you know?" Daniel said and you swallowed loudly. You knew that at some point he would ask about why you didn't talk to him for two weeks, but you hoped it would take some time until then - you hoped you had more time to think about a pretty good reason.

"Yeah, sorry, I just wanted to focus on my people there, you know?" you bit the inside of your cheek until you felt the metallic taste of blood. You hoped it would be a pretty convincing reason but you knew after so many years of friendship that Daniel is not the type to press you if you don't want to say something.

"Yeah, I get it, I'm the same when I'm down under, y'know?" you both laughed, and for the first time in a long time you felt good around him. You felt yourself, no labels and no shoes to fill.

In front of your apartment block, after Daniel took all your luggage out of the car trunk, he leaned against the car, his hands folded, and looked at you.

"Aren't you going to help me get them up to my apartment?"

"Yes, in a minute," he says, still looking at you. "Would you like to do something tonight?"

You shrugged. You weren't tired after the flight, so you could have done something but you had so many questions. Just the two of you? Was anyone else coming? Any friends of his? Some girl? But you couldn't ask him, even if you were friends, you didn't want to give him the feeling that you were jealous. Were you jealous? You didn't have a reason just yet but you could become one.

"Sure. Do you have something in mind?"

"Remember Jay? He just opened a nightclub. Actually, tonight is the opening, he asked me to swing by for a few hours, want to go?"

"Yeah, sure, sounds like fun."

Daniel took two suitcases and passed you to enter the block, but he walked with the wheels over your toes.

"Hey, idiot, watch where you're going!" you yelled at him and immediately laughed. Daniel turned to you, laughing too. You didn't realize when you said it, but that was the exact phrase you told him when you first met.

You got out of the cab in front of the restaurant and slammed the door shut, despite the pleading of the driver to be gentle with his darling car.

You arranged your dress on your body and put your hair behind your ear. You were ready for this blind date that Ellie, your co-worker, planned for you. Of course, there were better things for you to do on a Friday night, such as drinking a bottle of red wine watching a few episodes of your favorite show. But you were there, prepared for a shitshow. You took a few steps towards the big glass door until someone hit you hard and made you unbalance and break a heel.

"Hey, idiot, watch where you're going!" you yelled at the boy that hit you. A tall, dark guy that made you lose the little balance you still had. A small amount of his curly dark-haired was peaking out under the white hoodie he was wearing and his brown big eyes were looking at you like you were a statuette that broke.

"So sorry," he said and the thick accent made your legs soft. Whatever accent that was, you knew you wanted to hear him talk non-stop. "Was looking for an address, I'm fucking lost."

"That's fine, maybe I can help you," you smiled at the boy and you took off your heels. One was already broken so there was no point in wearing them at this point.

"Oh, no, it's fine, you look so elegant, you must be dining with your boyfriend or something," he laughed and then saw the broken heel. "Bloody, I just broke your shoes, I'm so sorry!"

You laughed even harder at the panicked boy in front of you.

"No boyfriend, just a blind date I didn't even want to go in the first place so you saved me, I'm the one that should say thank you. Where do you need to go to?"

He came closer to you with a map in his hand. He showed you where he had to go and you explained to him that he was in the wrong part of the city but you were more than happy to show him the right way. But after you stopped at a boutique to buy a 5 euro pair of sandals.

"This city is not so big that you get lost in it," you told the boy, whose name is Daniel Ricciardo, he told you so. "How long have you been here?"

"Ugh, just a day, and I thought it was a good idea to go out and see the city, I even took this stupid map, but I still got lost."

"Okay, but why did you go out by yourself in the evening and not in the morning or, at least, when is sunny, y'know?" you ask him and point to his left, where you had to go.

"I woke up two hours ago. I slept for eleven hours with the whole time zone, jet lag, and shit and when I woke up I was hungry. I went to get some food and to visit the surroundings because why not," he shrugged.

"But where did you come from?"

"Perth, Australia, baby!" he smiled and leaned back, pulling his chest forward. Anyone could see how proud he was of his hometown.

"This is you!" you announced when you arrived in front of the apartment building, his final destination. He smiled so wide and hugged you.

"Thank you so much, you saved me!"

"No biggie," you smiled at him and then waved. "Bye, Daniel Ricciardo."

"Hey, hey, let's meet tomorrow for a brekky!" he casually announced.

"For a what?"

"Oh, sorry!" he laughed. "Forgot for a second you're not Australian. For breakfast."

"Sure, I'll come here at 9 so you won't get lost again. Bye, Daniel Ricciardo!"

"Bye, Y/N Y/L/N!"

"I'll come and pick you up at about 10 o'clock, ok?" Daniel announced just as he was about to leave your apartment after he got up all your luggage. "Sounds good?"

"Yep. All good."

"And wear something sexy!" he yelled as he was closing the front door. Something sexy? Why would he request a sexy outfit for a night out from you? His best friend. Sometimes Daniel made your head spin, that was one of those occasions, you didn't pay much attention to it, you just went to grab a shower.

The night had come too fast. Sure, you had enough time to put on makeup and do your hair, but you had no idea what to wear. You were sitting in front of the bed in your underwear, with three dresses lying on the bed when the clock struck 10 o'clock. You heard the front door open and close but you did not hurry to put something on yourself so that Daniel would not see you in your underwear; he saw you even worse than that.

"Hey, are you ready? Whoah!" he says and turns his back on you, with his hand covering his eyes. "You should have told me you were naked!"

You scoffed at him.

"Cut the crap and come help me pick a dress for tonight, Ricciardo."

Daniel removed his hand from the eyes and looked at you and swallowed hard. The underwear you were wearing was almost a silky one, black, that hugged your curves just right. He couldn't take his eyes off you and you loved all the attention.

"Stop drooling and come help me. Do you want to go to this club or not?"

Daniel came near you, his eyes were now on the push-up bra that lifted your breasts, making them fuller and bigger than they really were, and at that moment Daniel wanted nothing more than to touch them and play with them. But he remembered who was in front of him. He told his best friend that the sex games were now over because he was focusing on his Formula 1 career. That was not a lie at the time, but he just wanted to throw her in bed and make her forget the words he said that evening. He coughed a few times to regain his voice and then looked at the three dresses lying on the bed.

"That one," says the brunette and points to the short black dress that fits perfectly on your body. You would have chosen that one too.

"Ok, I'll be ready in a few minutes," you said and went to the bathroom to put the dress on. You adjusted your make-up and grabbed the bag and you were ready for a night out with Daniel. Or so you thought.

No one can see the dance floor, it's wall-to-wall people dancing to the club music. There's no room for any more but somehow Daniel was pulling my hand to where he knew Jay was sitting. The music vibrated in your ears and you were tempted to move to its rhythm, but you had to follow Daniel. After going through the whole room you reached your friend, the owner of the club. He told you that the drink for you was on the house and wished you a good time. Daniel announces that he is going to have a drink for both of you and leaves you alone among hundreds of strangers, driven by the same inner desire to get rid of inhibitions for a few hours that night.

The DJ moves everybody in ways no one has ever done before. Mixing the loud music on the turntables to the beat you desire to hear, the DJ watches the half-naked bodies of young men and women dancing around as if something has possessed their bodies. Men are wearing an undershirt, or no shirt at all, and pants. They eye the women who strut around in tank tops and tight dance pants or skirts, and who are smiling, and letting all their worries go away. A smile appeared on your face and look at the line at the bar for Daniel and you were pleasantly surprised to see that he was already looking at you. When you saw his smile you realized that the night will not end with you two still being just friends.

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[berryscaryskies]

the lil sweet pea herself!

-Perdita Boudreaux is a little bit of an Airhead, she spends most of her time with her head in a book and fantasizing about love. And she's pretty much always been like this! having her head in the clouds and the unescapable infamy of her father (and her mother's family too tbh) made it kinda hard to make friends for a really long time. After her dad scaring off one too many potential friends Perdita, not having a ton of common sense, decided the only option was to run away to somewhere far from her family legacy. So obvi she moved to an old family vacation home in Copperdale that her dad once took her too while hiding out during the divorce.

-Not story related, but I had actually considered having a mini rags to riches thing going on for 9th gen, but by the time Perdita was a fleshed out character it just didn't seem like something she'd do. It made more sense to me that she'd "run away" but go somewhere cozy and luxurious that her dad actually still has full access too. In fact I found Adriel coming over constantly without invitation to be rather funny. In Perdita's mind she's run away and is now having to fend for herself somewhere far away, but in reality her parents are fully aware of where she is and generally helping her stay afloat even if they aren't communicating with her much atm.

-Copperdale is one of Perdita's favorite places in the world, she loves the small town energy and the peer is generally one of her favorite places to people watch and just sit down to write and work on her novels, she also loves the library. She has all her dates there because Thrift Tea is too popular and she doesn't like the crowds. She actually had a bunch of fun romance shenanigans.

-so you see Perdita to start off with trying to make as many possible friends as she could upon entering Copperdale high, finally away from the family name she thought it was the perfect chance for people to get to know her. The core friend group though consisted of Pierce, Cora, Anne, and Keon. Keon and Cora are a year above the rest of them and as such age out of high school a bit sooner. Anne for most of high school is fairly distant due to depression. Cora has feelings for Anne but Anne honestly doesn't even really talk to Cora much or know about this until she's already gotten with Perdita. Perdita and Anne start as friends but eventually start developing feelings for each other, this is slow and takes the entirety of high school to work out.

-The you've got the boys, Keon is Perdita's first boyfriend, they actually met at the library rather than at school and because of this Perdita was absolutely smitten with him. He's sweetheart, but she was always way more into him than he was into her. Plus the slight age gap and this difference in how invested they each were in the relationship is what eventually led to their break up right before prom. Meanwhile you've got Pierce! Pierce has been Perdita's very best friend since the first day of school, she became incredibly close to him very quick and views him as a bit of a brother to her. He was the only one who knew she was living by herself at first. Little did she know that Pierce actually had developed feelings for her and was utterly heartbroken when she first got with Keon. And, ya know, not willing to admit to his crush to anyone he wound up developing a sort of one-sided disdain for Keon. It certainly didn't help matters that it was Pierce she'd go to whenever Keon would stand her up on dates or reject her advances. 

-Pierce eventually got over his crush on Perdita, and is the only one that her and Anne remain close to outside of High School. Seeing as Perdita doesn't want much to do with Keon anymore and Cora skeeved Anne out from asking her out multiple times after she got with Perdita. He even helped with the conception of Lovely once the two were looking towards having another kid(Minks counts as their first one imo).

-Speaking of Anne she is so interesting, cuz literally throughout all of high school she was sad because her PARENTS DIED, and they left her with a toddler to take care of!!!! And to make it worse even way later once Anne moves in with Perdita she is constantly getting new notifications about someone having died, whether that be an aunt or uncle or some older person she was friends with for some reason. Its honestly nonstop deaths for Anne, to the point where despite only being a Young Adult she has a fear of death!! poor girl, Perdita's always there for support.

-Perdita and Anne pretty much raised Minks together, she's trans and honestly kind of emo, but she's also a very warm person and surprisingly takes after Perdita quite a bit with her love of books. Unlike Perdita though she loves being outside and is a little scared of the dark so really enjoys sitting outside in the sunlight all day. I adore Minks she's such a pretty sim.

-It was actually growing closer to Anne and Minks early into their relationship that convinced Perdita to reach back out to her dad. Leandro was a bit sad to have seen the ways his darling daughter had grown up without him during this period of time, but more than that he's happy to be able to be in her and Lovely's lives. He even gets along rather well with Minks and appreciates Anne for having brought them back together.

Perdita, Anne, and Minks

[victoriousscarf]

Ohhhh writer asks :3! 🦅🧐💖🎢😅

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

I'm a pantster through and through. Plans? Never. I'm more of a set up a line of targets and see if I hit them in the correct order or if I topple half of them over on the way to the next one.

Like I started the Forest is Dark and Deep with a sense of tragedy, thoughts about the role of fate in love (or perhaps it was the role of love in fate), and an idea for the Arbor Wilds (that we still have not gotten to) and literally nothing else. I now have a better idea of where the hell I'm going, but I'm always willing to be knocked off course for a better idea.

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

It depends on the story/mood/era I'm writing for. If it's a historical fic? I promise you there's at least 10 books on the topic on my bookshelf in various states of being read (I pretty much swan through 1920s aus these days because I've like, already done all that research and more). I often try and find things that fit in the mood, either other fiction on a similar topic. I'll listen to music or watch movies from the era or area if I can find them.

Right now I'm currently reading a book called The Forest and the EcoGothic: The Deep Dark Woods in the Popular Imagination (Palgrave Gothic) for uuuuuuuh ya know. Reasons. And a book about Cold War spies. And a book about the history of the Occult around the world. So yeah sometimes the research is specific, sometimes it's more nebulous.

💖 What made you start writing?

The shredder in my head screaming while it tried to tear my brain apart.

That is to say.

I get weird if I'm not writing for a long amount of time. I'm prone to nightmares and anxiety at the best of times, let alone the worst. Writing at least means I don't sink into the worst of times. I write because I'm trying to outrun my own brain.

I've always been driven to write and tell stories. I have books I narrated to my mom when I was 4, stories I spun and she wrote down. In 4th grade I turned in a project for a story that was 4 times longer than any other student. By 9th grade I was doing NaNoWriMo. On the playground I was the kid coming up with the narrative for us to all play, and then I'd get mad at the other six year olds for running off and not caring about the plot I just made up for everyone (I don't know why I thought I could boss around so many other 6 year olds tbh).

So there's never really been a me without writing. I started "writing" when I was like 4, and as soon as I could pick up a pencil myself I was off.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

The Forest is Dark and Deep is certainly a pretty crazy ride, partly just cos it got so fucking long somewhere along the line, and people are apparently still surprised when I show up as a twisty bitch despite the fact I figured y'all would be used to that by now.

But also a shout out for Only Break What's Yours for being particularly batshit insane and Find the Sun in the Corners of Shadow for literally being a wild ride on the back of a motorcycle for 3/4ths of the fic.

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

Any Marvel fic I wrote in the 2012 era. It was a heady time y'all but I don't really want to remember some of the things I/we came up with at 3 am in the morning, fueled by clips and trailers before the Avengers even came out, while being depressed as fuck about school stuff.

[loxbbg]

The Scarlett Hero

Chapter 0: Being a hero's child sucks

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Disclamer: This was originally written for an OC but for tumblr I made it x reader

You always knew what you wanted since you were a child, your parents always told you that they left Japan after finding out mom was pregnant. They named you L/N F/N, but N/N for short and said it was special that you were special. You were their one and only. They only wanted one child because they liked the idea of ‘spoiling’ you. Your O bāchan wanted you to be a boy to carry on the family name, even after finding out when you were a girl she begged for your  parents to try for a boy but they never budged. Both your parents came from pro hero backgrounds from your great grandparents when quirks started appearing till now. They've  been heroes before heroes were a thing. Your mother was Terepashī and your  father was Terekanisu. Before you were born they moved to the U.S in Visalia California for you to live as a normal child, well as normal as a child with former hero parents who were also too rich for their own good can live. When you were born, you were their world. All they wanted was for you to be happy, well until you moved back to Japan. They missed the hero life. They loved being civilians but that eventually got bored, not wanting to do civilian work like in an office. So when their old job offered them their hero jobs and top spots as number 7 and 8 heros if they came back. They sold the house and packed up. You were 8 when you moved and your parents always talked about Japan. You went there to see your grandparents but never stayed long enough to really understand the culture. So after pulling up into a large driveway and a house bigger than where you used to live shocked.

“Mama where are we?”

“Were home darling.” She looked behind her car seat.

“What about home in Visalia?” You didn't fully understand what was happening until seeing people moving boxes that your parents packed back home.

“Remember honey when we said we were moving to Japan we’re staying here baby.” You began to cry.

“What about my friends.” The car stopped pulling up to the house.

“Well you'll make friends here. Come on baby you're a big girl you'll be okay and both your  O bāchans are closer so you can see them whenever.” My eyes cleared.

As time went by and your parents got more and more busy being heros, when they made a comeback everyone went crazy. Everyone was surprised after 8 years of being silent they've come back as a force to reckon with. With that force came more jobs and less time to be with their daughter leaving her with nanny after nanny and staying with her

O bāchan. When she  turned 9 her quirk finally appeared after years of worry maybe you were quirkless. It was your 9th birthday when you woke up to your parents not being home to wake you up. Your O bāchan had made you a cake and they celebrated but you really wanted your parents like how it used to be before they even moved.

When you parents came home they were tired but you just wanted to spend time with them. It had been a while since they even hugged you.

“Mama, Papa guess what today is!’ you said excitedly.

“Not now Hayami, we’re really tired.” Your dad said taking off his armor and dropping it on the floor.

“But Papa, today's special.” tears began to run down you cheeks

“Dear god F/N  we’re tired just leave us alone and bother your O bāchan.” Red hue had seeped from you eyes flowing out. Your hands clenched around themselves, you were angry but sad you just wanted them to notice you again to  be their world again.

“Aikia.” Your father Koto had tapped his wife on her side. Pointing towards their daughter only for them to be sent flying backwards by the ray of energy the child in front of them released.  

“I just wanted a hug, It's my birthday I just wanted you to be here, please what am I doing wrong!” She was surprised at what she did holding her hands back stepping back from in front of them.

Siri play Sora Ni Utaeba

“No baby, you're doing good just calm down.” They stood up moving forward towards their daughter realizing their daughter had finally developed her quirk. Something this strong in a child is phenomenal. Just from that blast they can see she has her father's quirk but ampules the amount of power that he had at that age with no training.

“D-did I hurt you?”She quivered not wanting to touch them, the red hue still flowing from her eyes. Her father grabbed a hold of her bringing her close to her father and mother.

“No honey you didn't hurt us.” He wiped tears away from her eyes, eventually going back to her normal green doe eyes.

“You got your quirk baby.” Her mom held her hand, gripping it and looking at her hands trying to see what her hands were even doing. Red was still glowing from her hands.

“Mama what is this. Is something wrong with me?” She knew what quirks were but her’s never looked like her parents. In America the kids' quirks resemble their parents more or less. Her parents don't  have any color coming from them.

“No honey it's okay I think you just need to be trained. What happened, I felt your power coming from it. How about you let your papa and I go get cleaned up and celebrate your special day and we talk about this tomorrow.” They picked up Y/N happy that she's gotten her quirk now she has a chance to be a hero.

Later that night after they put Y/N to sleep her parents and O bāchan had discussed what they were going to do that she's behind on training when they were her age they were training with pros.

“ What about her godfather. He’s training his own child to be number 1 and All might said he won't train a child no matter who they are.” They looked up at Koto as if he was crazy.

“Koto, Enji would never he's a godfather not a sensi. You know how he is with his own family no matter how hard he tries to hide it his children are separated from shoto.” Aika gave her husband a pinned look. She knows that's basically what his parents did to him but he had no issues with it.

“Hear me out Aika when my parents trained me when I got into U.A I was in 1A my mind was focused. I want the same for our daughter,  and her quirk is so much stronger than ours you felt it you know she is. If Enji trains her she can be the top 5 hell even number 1 if she works hard enough and surpasses his son somehow. She's already behind Akia, if he says yes I have no doubt our daughter would make us proud.” He stroked the doubt from his wifes face. Letting her know this might be better.

“Maybe this would be better for F/N. Akia when you were a child you didn't train as hard enough and you didn't even get in the agency you wanted because of your marks. Don't let your child suffer. You want her to be the best. Right?” Akia nodded. Remembering her past failures never wanting her child to be rejected and always being the top.

“I'll make the call then.” Koto steps into another room away from his wife and mother in law.

Koto made the call to Enji Todoroki, the number 2 pro hero Mimi's godfather. Since they were younger and freshly married  they had always talked about how powerful their children would be. Unlike Enji, Koto’s marriage wasn’t arranged he had known of his wife when he saw her at the sports festival their 3rd year, seeing her telekinesis at work he was entrances, he knew then that he wanted to be with her and didn't stop till she was his and that she was. It did cause him to drop in the hero polls because he focused on woahing the girl rather than his job but he loved her and that's what mattered to him then. It was full of love.

Enji knew to an extent that their child would be powerful and that if their children had worked together as partners in the hero world no one would be able to stop them. They would be the top heros. So after his long time U.A friend had offered the idea of training his child he took the opportunity never questioning. Him being able to have his song and goddaughter training side by side as partners. Helping her channel her power. This was an opportunity he was not going to waste.  Having two future pro heros train under him since childhood how could he ever.

The next day her parents took her to the Todoroki household . She tried playing with the children that were in the courtyard but her father had called her to his side putting her in front of him making her be face to face with a boy with half white half red hair.

“Y/N you know your godfather Enji.” she had met him a couple of times enough to know she's supposed to trust him enough that her parents let him stay in their house in America and even babysat her. Well as good as he did that due to him just telling her to stay in her room and only come out if she needed to. He wasn't the best but her parents trusted him.

“Yes, hello.” She looked up at him smiling, he did not return it.

“This is his son Shoto.” He smiled at her, hers only getting wider getting a warm greeting from someone else in the house.

“Since you've gotten your quirk your mother and I decided that your godfather should train you on how to use it.” She and Shoto were shocked. Him because he's going to have someone else to train with and not be alone with his father. She started to tear because her parents are going to leave her with someone she hardly even knew right after her birthday not even trying themselves but passing her off as someone else's problem.

“Why can't you or mama train me?” she asked, confused. She thought that now that she has the quirk that they would spend more time with her.

“You are so powerful we feel that Uncle could do better than us. He's number 2 after all he will be better than us. Just trust us okayY/N.” She didn't want to make them stand there anymore so she stopped asking questions and went along with it.

That afternoon her father had left her in the care of her godfather that she refers to either ‘uncle enji or uncle Todoroki’ not wanting her to call him godfather. That afternoon training had begun. Shoto had been training his whole life while this was your first day. Enji had made Shoto and you spar telling each of them don't stop till he said to. Shoto was going easy on you knowing that it was your first time but his father had stood in front of him demanding why would he do that,  screaming until he cried. Mimi had gone to Shoto’s to help him calm down, not wanting to see her new and only friend cry. Enji watched the scene disgusted that they wouldn't go full force. He walked out of the room demanding they straighten up before he gets back. Mimi had comforted Shoto enough that he stopped crying.

“Is he always like this?” Shoto nodded.

“He hits my mother and yells at the rest of us.” She was shocked she didn't know what to do. He explained to her everything that he even remembers in his 9 years of living.

“Please don't tell anyone you have to pinky promise.” He made her promise not to tell anyone. She had a faint idea that if she did say something maybe something worse would happen to him or even her. That day they had become the closest of friends.

“If we don't get up and start training before he comes back he's going to be even more angry.” Shoto had said, well more like a warning.

 By the time Enji had returned Y/N and Shoto were going at it as if they were pros. Even though she only had her power for a day she had learned to dodge attacks from him and when she got behind him she was able hit him with her quirk  sending him flying forward and when he sent his flames in her direction she engulfed them with her quirk sending them back to him. Enji had a smirk on his face when he saw them sparing without him actually training him standing there watching.

When her father had come to pick her up ,she had already eaten dinner with the Todorokis’ due to her parents having a job before picking her up. She was basically sleeping right next to Shoto with his head on top of hers. When her parents took her,  Shoto’s mom took him to bed hers taking her home tucking her in not knowing what she went through.

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request: omg nsfw stan x reader where his wife (the reader) has been away on a business trip or something for her job (you can decide) and she comes home to stan and he’s all needy and clingy with her and just wants to make love to her bc he missed her ASKDKEXJ IM SOFT I-

A/N: Shdhfsbdfhdsb hello. We about to do this. I'm soft, too ahsbdfahshdshah. I sure hope it's good what I'll have written. I'm nervous about writing this. This is a first for me in some ways. I'm watching the Corpse Bride while I write. Fitting, I know. But it's one of my favourites and, since it's the 9th of halloween, what better cartoon to watch if I've already watched Coraline twice and the Nightmare Before Christmas? Three more horror cartoons to go! Happy reading!

This gon' be hot and steamy!

warnings: smut :)

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Stanley had missed her a lot. Y/N's work trip to Europe had dragged much too long for his liking. He was so ready to see her again and wrap her between the white bed sheets, along with his love and his lust and affection.

He had waited for her at the airport and greeted her with flowers, the romantic. She had nothing against it, in fact, Y/N loves cliché things such as flowers and chocolates in heart-shaped boxes and rose petals and candles… She embraced him tightly, and he spun her like a ballerina in his arms. Her face was covered with his tender, quick kisses and she had smiled, blushing as deep a red color as the roses he brought her.

Sitting in their car, Stanley was craving the feeling, the touch of her so bad, he'd gladly let her sit in his lap. But that would be against many rules of driving and steering the wheel. Screw rules, right? No, Y/N wouldn't have allowed it.

So Stan settled for his hand on her thigh for the car ride. She told him about her work trip to Europe, told him how romantic it'd be to go to Paris together, walk the streets of Venice, visit Vienna's opera house. Stanley listened and even put her words in the back of his mind as notes for later anniversary, Christmas and birthday gifts.

But Y/N noticed his hand was making bold moves on her thigh. His hold was different from his previous ones, firstly, much more grabbing. She could feel it in only the tip of his fingers, his intentions and thoughts. How the digits were pressing deeper in her skin than usual. He was never bold, he was always gentle and careful, and she loved that about Stanley. This feeling she got from his hand now was exciting her, though.

She glanced over at Stanley when his hand grasped closer to her crotch. She was only wearing a dress and his hand would soon discover her underwear. Due to comfort reasons, Y/N chose to wear her favorite pair on her return day. Soft pink, they were. Hugging her bum and hip area perfectly. That sight Stanley about to behold in a few minutes time.

Stanley left the car with Y/N's bags in his hold in a hurry. And when the door was open and the bags were on the floor, Stanley couldn't hold himself back any longer. Y/N didn't wish he would have for a second.

The couple reached their bedroom in time before all clothes were thrown off and skins marked completely, though the competition was intense. Just as their everlasting feelings for each other.

Y/N hadn't seen such an eager and lustful side of Stanley in their years of marriage. The wedding night was very similar, but not the same in excitement, she must admit. This is more than marital love, this feels more than that.

Stanley's fingers are digging small holes into the inner thighs of his wife and his lips are covering any inch of her they can get to. His pants are already gone, as well as his jacket, and Y/N's still in her dress. They're moving against each other, the movements synchronised by some inner rhythms only love can create. Y/N can already feel the length and width of how eager her husband is and she moans at just the thought of what's to happen.

She's about to have an introduction because Stanley finally reaches beyond the limits of her pink underwear. Y/N sighs, gladness spreading over her face and through the body, and her grasp tightens around Stanley's arms.

“You've… no idea how much I've missed you.” Stanley tells Y/N. His hands spread her legs wider, as well as her labia lips. Stanley's digits are soft against her skin, her very soft, velvety skin.

Y/N moans, loud and whining. Or is it…? Craving. Longing. Hunger, you might as well. Her head presses into the pillow. “Show me.” She pants to Stanley who keeps on his sweet torture on her clit as teasing and enjoyable for both as possible. “Show me now.”

“I wouldn't hold it in for the world, baby-love.” Stanley tells her in response. They both giggle, Stan realises he's made an accidental joke.

Y/N pushes Stanley off her gently, with her little hands, and sits up on her knees on the bed. Stanley's hands reach for her waist while she tries to get her dress off.

The man is in complete awe watching her. His eyes only see her and he thinks he'll see only her for the rest of his life. She's in front of him and shining like an angel. There might as well be a light blasting from behind her.

Her pink underwear is the only garment she wears. Stanley's eyes fall upon her breasts, her stomach, her neck, her arms, her legs… There's so much for him to see, too much almost. God, the things he would do to her now and the following hours and nights and days… He's got too many thoughts and options to choose from.

His wife senses his fastidious expression and grins. She knows all about what's going on his mind. Y/N slides closer to him and starts lifting his shirt off of him. Time seems to have stopped, they're in no rush. Stanley's feelings, of course, stay as intense and blood-rushing as they were the whole car ride, and all the time he waited for her at home.

Y/N puts her arms around Stanley's shoulders and tilts her head slightly. There's a soft smile itching he corners of her lips while she looks at Stanley. She's finally home, and she's so glad to be. Y/N runs her hand slowly through Stanley's curls and touches his scalp on the way. Stanley smiles. He's missed this small gesture from her, he realises.

“Mind if I show you how much I've missed you now?” Stanley questions and his hand takes Y/N's waist in almost a possessive manner. She chuckles and nods, agreeing. “You were asking for it.” He points out.

Y/N pokes his shoulder. “Shut up and make love to me, you fool.” She commands and lets go of him, dropping back down on their bed. She lays there for a second, waiting for Stanley to join her.

“I promise to.” He says, and it's all quick and hurried and lustful and everything both of them want from that second on. Quick and grabby hands, bedsheets ruffling, hair getting in the way, pairs of underwear thrown in the air. All hurried and fast, as if they were losing time. But they had all the time they could wish for, and Stanley was sure to use every second of it.

He smothers her with kisses from her lips down to her knees. Each one makes her shiver, her whimpers like music to the man's ears. His curls tickle her skin and his lips crush against her. Y/N can't wait anymore.

She takes a hold of Stanley's face and brings it back up to face hers, and she gives him a tight kiss. He can feel her impatience and knows it matches his. Stanley grins. 

The second he's gone inside of her, they both feel like seven feet in the air. Stanley's head drops in the crook of her neck and he grunts, gripping the sheet under his hand. Y/N's eyes flutter shut. This is what she's been missing, what both of them have.

He's completely absorbed in everything she gives, her love, her body, her sounds, her juices and her lust. Stanley gives his love to her with every thrust of his hips and every kiss to her neck, gives his craving and tries his best to make up for the time lost.

Y/N's hands grip the back of his neck tighter and needier with each of his thrusts, and she tries to meet his hips with her own. They're not far from release, despite the desire to make this last longer. 

No words need to be exchanged. Stanley knows Y/N's body as well as she knows his, he can feel that she's about to reach her peak. Stanley makes her look at him, tilting her face and she meets his eyes. Desperation, excitement, lust. 

Cloudy eyes meet another pair of the same sort. Y/N nods at Stanley, encouraging him to quicken his pace and meet his release with her. She runs her hand through his hair again and pulls him down to her, their lips meeting in a kiss that make their heads spin.

Grunts and moans and whimpers, ones of success and reaching release, fill the room once the couple comes undone. Almost in sync—Stanley was only a second late. 

He moved them both closer to the headboards, where the heavenly bed of pillows lay, and wrapped his arms around his wife. They had to catch their breaths. Y/N had never had love as intense as this made to her before. She found Stanley's hand with her own and interlocked their fingers.

Y/N looks at Stanley from below, her head resting on his bicep, and he smiles down at her. He presses a kiss to her forehead and Y/N giggles, pulling herself closer into her husband's embrace.

“Hope you've got more in ya'.” Stanley says to her and Y/N raises her head in question. Stanley winks. 

“You mad man.” She tells him. Stanley laughs.

“A mad man in love.”

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I haven't proofread, so this might be re-written someday.

A/N: the best thing is writing “nack” instead of “neck” multiple times in one request. ahsdbfhs. i love stanley. can i please have one.

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Summary of This Year+ A Thank You:

Summary:

This year started off with me obsessing over this band ccalled New Hope Club[check them out if u haven't yet]. Then in early March I started listening to another band called The Vamps[go check them out]. But really most of the first few months it was just boring 7th grade.

Then it was the end of May when I realized that my then crush wasn't worth it. If he didn't seen to even notice me anymore then I should care about him. So I had written a song called Let Things Go and moved on. I was happy!

Then my summer consisted of my being lazy and watching Hannah Montana lol. I was totally find with that.

Then it was the beginning of August when my internet friend, Sara ,made me actually sit down and listen to One Direction lol. I always said I hated them because when they first became popular and everyone loved them and I wanted to be different lol. I was an idiot kid. But u finally gave into actually amiting I liked them. And now I also listen to Harry, Niall, and Louis' solo stuff.

Then I found out I got a chance to take 2 9th grade classes!!

Then in September the same friend got me into Why Don't We[go check them out]! Zach is my favorite, Sara and I share Corbyn lol

Then on September 22nd I had the best day I'd my life. I finally saw Taylor for the FIRST TIME!!!!

And then literally on the 1st of October I realised I liked someone from one of my 9th grade classes. So there's that....

Then in November the same friend made me listen to 5 Seconds Of Summer. I love them so much now! I'm actually listening to them as type this. Michael is my favorite, my friend and I are sharing Ashton, and I somewhat like Luke. Then I feel bad for leaving out Calum oops lol.

And now it leads us to today. The same friend again, ya I owe her a lot, has gotten me to start listening to P!ATD on the 28th and I actually like the first few I've heard so far.

Overall I've realised this entire year has been mainly me finally realizing who I am. I always thought I wasn't the real me because I appeared "shy" in class compared to me being crazy around my friends. But I've realized that's really who I am. And I'm okay with that. Which leads me to say something about a post I made at the end of last year on Swifties amino:

I fulfilled my hopes. If only I could tell myself from last year all I'd realize this year. This year has really been if not one of, the BEST year of my entire life!!

A Thank You:

I've only been on Tumblr for about 9 months, but those have been the best 9 months.

I've had so many laughs and not gonna lie I've cried a few times when someone had tagged me in a post that was a thank you post or something like that.

Ya I've had some rude people come across in these past few months, but there seems to to be way more amazing people I've come across.

I want to thank everyone who came across my blog and liked a post/rebloged a post/comment something on a post[nicely wise lol]/ and/or followed me. You guys have no idea how grateful I am of every single one of you even if you have no idea who I was and just liked something because someone else rebloged something of mine.

@euphoric-swift : You're been one of my best friends if u didn't know that already. You are amazing! You're one of the few people that actually can put up with my random messages about random things lol. And you've been a big part of making this the best year of my life! If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have ever given One Direction/and their solo stuff a chance, I wouldn't have actually listened to Why Don't We, and I would have never listened to 5 Seconds of Summer. So I thank you so so much!! ♥️

@chainroundmyneck13 : we haven't talked much, but you are also one of the very few people that could actually stand me lol. You truly are a great friend! ♥️

@ontheoutsidelooking-swift : we dont talk much, but I always see you on my dash/in my notifications. You're definitely one of my favorite people on here. We really need to talk more! ♥️

@imhereonthekitchenfloor : We've only kinda just ment but I can already tell ur amazing. You being my Secret Santa was one of my favorite things about this month. You were a genius about making every first letter of ur ask spell out ur user name! So thank you ♥️

@taylorswiftdebut : I've only just met you but I can already tell you are so nice. Ur post that u made a Playlist for me was so nice and made me so happy. We need to talk more in the future!♥️

And there's so many more people that I always see on my dash/in my notifications and you all mean a lot to me!

I hope 2019 will be one of the best years of y'alls life! You all deserve it. I love you all♥️ Happy New Year 🎉✨🎇✨🎊

This year really has been the best year of my life! And I hope it continues in 2019.

After this whole amazing year I'm so so happy I can really say:

:) ♥️I'm Doing Better Than I Ever Was♥️ :)