#boosting since im posting the next chapter soon!!

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Enveloped in Silken Moonlight

- T | chapters 1/? | 7k

- slow burn | strangers to lovers

Namjoon, an artist whose inspiration is slowly drifting from his grasp, finds something that brings it back. That something turns out to be a someone, a man who shines so bright that Namjoon believes he has the stars at his fingertips. Like the inescapable pull of gravity, the two are pulled into each other’s orbit with such force that collision is inevitable.

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Ive read the google doc about kirishima being gay but Im still not sure... What if it was put there just for fanservice :(

ITS OKAY ANON🌸❤ I worry abt the same thing! Tho I've been genuinely analyzing krbk these few days so allow me to give u a lengthy response where I'll try to encourage u to have a bit more faith!

Mina as a love interest doesn't make much sense to me. I don't think its a common thing to make an already introduced character a love interest later on in the series, especially since most ships/couples were paired early on in the manga (eg. Izuku/ochaco, kaminari/jiro, and bakugo/kirishima)!

Occasions where a love interest is introduced later on in a story r common when the character is brand new, and the protag has no existing romantic chemistry with other characters (eg. Simon and Nia in guren lagann) both which does not apply to kiri and mina

Kirishima has been paired with Bakugo on multiple occasions, much before Kiri's back story with Mina, and his relationship with bakugo was shown to be mutual in the red riot unbreakable scene. Kirishima specifically remembered bakugo's words of encouragement (something he never does with anyone,,, except kiri lol) and got a huge power boost. So the scene shows us that not only does Kiri value bkg's opinion, but bkg cares abt kiri's happiness/confidence too!

Meanwhile, Mina was almost like the opposite in the back story. Kirishima saw Mina's confidence and thought he was weak compared to her, and beat himself up over it. She made him feel weak and lowered his confidence (not on purpose!). Meanwhile bkg makes him feel stronger u know djjdjsjs

Now, the scene in the recent chapters where Mina says her new move was inspired by Kirishima's unbreakable seemed shippy to many people!

BUT I'M HERE TO DISPROVE THAT! Imagine you inspired someone that u once looked up to! I'd feel super proud, and that's exactly what Kiri is feeling here! He sees how far he's come and even Mina, the Almighty Brave Mina, acknowledged him! This could also be Mina being a good friend and doing that on purpose just to boost his confidence! If u recall this scene

She saw how down he was after almost losing, so its honestly in her nature to do smth nice, like make a move inspired by his!

Now, u might think that these scenes r just developments for a future romance. I have no way of knowing that, but I want to point out the faulty logic of it! The scene where Kiri is smiling at Mina because of her new move might seem shippy, but notice how there's no blush, no shiny bubbles behind them. Izuku and Ochaco had that kind of scene IN THE SAME CHAPTER as the scene with Kiri and Mina

THEYRE BOTH BLUSHING! and there's those cute bubbles behind them!! And they're also talking abt how they've improved one another!! And they've been paired since the beginning

Still not convinced it wasn’t a romantic scene? I can compare it to kaminari and jiro too! They've also been paired since the beginning of the series, and while I personally prefer Momo and Jiro, I think this is the one Horikoshi is going for.

While its not as in-your-face shippy like the izuocha moment above, u can still see the words left an impression on her. Her blush is from just embarrassment but it cld be more y'know? Anyway this is a krbk post not kmjr djjdjdkdmms

OK OK now that we have this stuff outta the way and I've hopefully given u some more faith, I also want to discuss fan-service. First off, here's a link to a twitter thread that contains almost every single krbk scene and piece of promo material, there's a loooot of stuff that indicate some sort of romantic undertone in here, and there's actually more in the manga! Specifically the unbreakable moment I already referenced

And this lil panel of Kirishima being proud of Bakugou's growth, next to my edited one with blush

I genuinely think the second one looks more fitting but I'm biased djjfjdjdkdj, makes me wonder if there was blush in the sketches but that's a big reach

There's other tiny insignificant moments in more recent arcs, but even they show that Bakugo and Kirishima are comfy in each others company! That they're friends!

Okay okay back to fan-service! All these scenes and lil promo media with romantic undertones are fan-service. Thing is tho, I don't know how good of an idea it is to bait ur fans that much and then end up not giving them what they want. Like, example, Bakugo has been the most popular character for 4 years now. Killing him off would cause a massive outcry from the fans. This kind of thing has happened! In the bleach fandom, the popular character Byakuya was killed, but the fans were so enraged that they harassed the creator on twitter and he actually brought back the character! Now obvy I think that's terrible but it shows how harsh fans can be :/ its a bad idea to promo a ship that much and then make another one happen. Kr/mn has gotten nothing other than the scenes in the manga, soooo....

Okay I accidentally posted this too soon so this is an edit JFJJFKSK BUT YEAH!! I hope you've gotten a bit more faith after this. We'll see what the new chapters bring us!

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Your Hands Only — Levi Ackerman x Reader

Multipart — [Chapter 8] [Chapter 9] [Chapter 10: soon] [Index]

Summary: It all happened too fast, and in a single second, things changed drastically. So drastically, nothing was ever going to be the same after this. 

Word Count: 2.7K

A/N: Once again I have many things to say. So, different bullets.

Trivia: this was one of the first chapters that I wrote for this story. I’ve been waiting weeks to finally post this. 

More trivia: I wrote this while I was listening to Call of Silence (from aot’s soundrack) on repeat, so, for a more complete experience, listen to it while reading this. 

Im sorry to announce that this story has been on a 2 year hiatus, however, I have the full intention of rewriting this as my writing has impoved a lot in the last two years, and finish the story as well. Sorry for the inconvenience. Also I'm sorry this had to be the last chapter to be posted

Warnings: blood, angst, death. 

Titans were humans. All titans came from humans. And to think such horrible creatures had driven humanity into the edge of extinction.

How did this happen?

Maybe the Royal Family was behind it all. There had been way too many coincidences linking the existence of titans to the Royal family. It all smelled pretty bad. And the chain of events that would take place after that, also ended up pretty bad.

After carrying out some experiments on the titan boy, Eren. Levi knew the government was after this boy along with a girl named Historia. Not long after that, Eren along with another one of the recruits were kidnapped, and then the infamous Kenny made a dramatic entrance; and that’s when hell broke loose.

As you tried to gather with everyone else to escape, bullets rained your way.  

Your heart was beating hard in your ears, as you prayed to anyone who was listening to keep you safe from the bullets raining towards your general direction. Your steps were long, as your lungs felt like they were on fire, and your hand was tightly holding on to Pascal’s. You were running shoulder to shoulder, hoping to make it out alive, at least until the closest wall so you could protect yourself from the bullets and buy you even a couple of seconds.

Your hand was pulled, making your heart stop as you turned around, looking at Pascal as he slowly fell to the ground, his face blank. You opened your mouth to yell deafeningly as adrenaline kicked into your gut stronger than before and you managed to pull Pascal to your arms and carried him.

He was still young, barely 15, and was a generally thin yet healthy kid, so he wasn’t heavy enough to significantly slow you down. The sudden adrenaline boost made you keep running, not realising Levi appeared behind you, dodging the bullets, running towards the guy who was following you and Pascal.

As soon as you realised this, Levi had already sliced the guy’s head off. You kneeled, gently placing Pascal on the ground.

The horror of his eyes carved a whole in your stomach, as you quickly looked down at his wound, placing your hands on his chest, stopping the bleeding, pressing tightly against it.

“You’re going to be okay, kiddo” You said. “Stay with me, Pascal. For fucks sake, stay with me”

He looked at you, as he tried his best to nod, flinching due to his pain. As he breathed you heard a hiss coming out of his mouth whenever he tried to inhale, giving you away a terrible symptom. His lungs were crushing.

“It hurts” You managed to whisper.

“I know it does, baby” You said brushing his hair away from his face. “But you’re going to be fine, everything is going to be fine”

Levi walked towards you, looking at the scene, feeling how his heart began to squeeze slowly. He knew what Pascal meant to you, and he knew how much you meant to the boy. He recalled the bitter memory from when you found your mother dead on the kitchen floor. This was slightly worse for you, since Pascal was breathing his last right before you. Something similar to what Levi lived with your mother.

“I’m scared” Pascal cried, holding on tightly to your wrist, as tears finally fell from your eyes like heavy rain.

“I am too, to be honest. But hey, you’ll be alright. Trust me, kiddo. You will, I promise” You sobbed.

“I love you” He muttered, squeezing your wrist it was almost painful.

“I love you too, kid” You mouthed back at him as he closed his eyes moaning in pain. “Pascal, stay with me!” You said, not knowing what to do. You didn’t have any of your equipment with you, you couldn’t do anything but to keep him from bleeding to death, but not even that could do something, anything against his failing lungs. “Pascal! Don’t you dare leave me, kid. I’ll fucking kill you if you die on me, you hear me?” You yelled angrily, knowing it was useless, still refusing to actually believe it. “Please, kiddo. Please, please, don’t leave me” His grip began to loosen up around your wrist. “No! Pascal” Your voice broke, as tears blurred your sight, making it impossible to see anything. “Pascal. I-I’m so sorry” You cried, leaning towards him, resting your forehead against his chest, breaking down into tears, crying loudly. “I’m so sorry, kid. I-I love you, Pascal” You whined.

“Y/N, we have to go” Levi said walking towards you. “Now”

“I can’t leave him” You whispered between silent sobs.

The whole team gathered around you watching the sad scene, realising at once what had happened to the young boy.

“Y/N, now!” Levi demanded, but you couldn’t hear him over the sound of your heartbeat beating painfully, filling you up with regret.

It was hard for Levi to see you like this, but time was running out. He didn’t have much option but to kneel next to you, wrapping his arms around your torso.

“We must go, I’m not repeating myself again” He said, as you objected, trying to break free from his firm grip, but it was useless. He hugged you tightly, making you stand up, and without thinking it twice, he aimed his ODM gear towards the closest tall building, jumping and taking you with him.

“No! Pascal! I can’t leave him!” You cried, looking back at the boy’s corpse getting further and further away. “I can’t leave him. I-I can’t” You kept crying, as Levi’s heart squeezed from hearing your pain. “I can’t leave him. He needs me”

“He’s gone” Levi answered harshly, hurting himself as much as he hurt you with his words.

“N-no. I-I promised him he’d be alright” you said clinging to Levi. “I promised him” You whispered, feeling like the lump in your throat was asphyxiating you. “I promised Pascal”

Levi’s chest hurt. He did care for the kid. His death, as well as seen you heartbroken made him sore. Worst of it all, making him feel slightly guilty. You cried with our face next to his neck, feeling like you’d just had your heart ripped out of your chest. The pain seemed to get worse as the distance between Pascal and you grew longer.

*

You hid in the woods, inside a small house hidden among the trees. Everyone was generally quiet, knowing you were mourning, and also knowing the boy’s death had also affected Levi, however, he was better at keeping his composure.

You lit a candle for Pascal, and you’d been staring at it, sitting on the small living room, as everyone else gathered in the kitchen table.

“Y/N” Levi called you, walking towards the living room, as you stared attentively at the white candle being slowly consumed. “Dinner’s ready” You didn’t give any sign of hearing him, not a single nod, not a single sound. “Y/N, did you not hear what I just said?”

“Is this how you felt when you found my mother?” Was everything you said. And it made Levi feel like he’d been kicked in the stomach. “Someone you really cared for, dying right before your eyes. Is this how it feels like?”  Your voice was barely audible.

“I’ve been in that same situations several times now…” Levi answered recalling each one of those haunting memories.

“I haven’t” You snapped coldly. “My mom was already dead when I found her. Pascal died right before my eyes…”

“Stop torturing yourself” Levi bellowed “Instead of thinking about the loss, think about what you did. You gave the boy a new start. A roof, a full belly, an education, you gave Pascal a family” For the first time he raised his voice at you, clearly not amused. You were as surprised at this as everyone else, as everyone’s stares were on you two. “Sure, his life was short, but it was a good life. He could’ve also died an orphan from starvation or something worse. You saved his life once. We cannot save every life in danger, do you understand that?”

“I’m a doctor, of course I know that. I am not naive, Levi. It’s just…” You stopped, as tears filled your eyes again. “I’ve seen my family being taken away from me, not once, but twice. I’m beginning to think that maybe I am cursed...What if one of these days I lose you too? I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle that much pain” Your words carved Levi’s skull, it wasn’t just Pascal’s death, but the fear of losing him too. Now he knew why it had affected you so much.

“Nothing will happen to me, Y/N. Don’t be an idiot” Levi responded.

“You don’t know that” You said cleaning your tears with your sleeve, waiting for Levi’s response, but it never happened. “I’m not hungry, thanks” You continued to stare at the candle, hoping that Levi would leave.

“Y/N” He whispered, but you didn’t answer, nor looked at him. “For fucks sake, look at me when I’m talking to you, brat”

Reluctantly you looked at him, your eyes red, tired, mirroring every piece of your shattered heart. Levi extended his hand towards you without saying a single thing. You hesitated at first, but knowing you couldn’t stay mad at him, you grabbed his hand, as he helped you to stand up, and immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly. Feeling his arms tightly embracing you made your eyes get teary at once, and without any sort of warning, you broke down crying against his shoulder. You sobbed with your face between his neck and shoulder, not being able to control yourself. That hug was the little push you needed to really pour out your feelings. That hug was everything you wanted at the moment. Specially coming from him.

The rest of the team watched, feeling sorry for you, and feeling generally bad for witnessing such a sad moment.

Levi brushed your hair and kissed your head as he kept holding you. After several minutes he broke the hug, and cupped your face in his hands, wiping away the tears.

“Pascal meant a lot to me too, and sure, it hurts. But we have to keep moving forward” Levi said breaking the hug and cupping your face in his hands. “Keep your shit together, because from now, it will only get harsher and worse. But in the end, things will get better”

“You don’t know that for a fact” You chuckled bitterly. “Just let me mourn in peace, just a couple of days...I don’t need more…” Your gaze moved away from Levi’s as you felt bad just by staring at him. 

He was trying to pick up your pieces, and yet you were keeping him from doing so. But you were right, you needed time to mourn Pascal’s death. He’d been with you for seven years. It wasn’t much if you thought about it, but you had seen him grow into someone with potential, and that was already too much.

“Look” Levi sighed deeply “Listen to me when I tell you things will get better. Pascal’s gone, but it’s still not over yet. The best we can do is make his death be worthwhile. So, stay strong, for him, and aim for what you want to achieve, and what he would’ve wanted you to achieve. Don’t let his death be meaningless”

“So what now? We fight?” You whispered breathlessly.

“If we must”

“Then what?”

“We’ll see the sunrise. And it’ll be a different dawn” Levi murmured gently, almost like a soft purr.

Redemption...you thought, as your eyes got teary again, and sobbed.

“I miss him already” You sobbed, closing your eyes.

“I do too, Y/N. Listen to me, things are going to be better, I promise” Levi was getting tired of it all. More than Pascal’s death, was your entire attitude towards the situation.

Sure, he had more experience with death. Many people close to him had died, especially in emergency matters where you can’t stop and mourn, and you’re forced to get on your feet as soon as you fall down.

“How can you promise something like that?”

“It’s going to be hard to keep it, but I will. Once this is over, we can start all over again, you and me...”

The entire team was keeping silence. It was incredibly awkward for them all, but all of them knew they’d be killed right there if any dared to interrupt this complicated moment. Everyone was hearing everything, and each one of them were gawking, not believing they were witnessing Levi’s softer side. Clearly, a side he only showed you. Right now, you were the priority in Levi’s mind, so he didn’t care that everyone was watching. As long as you were okay, he’d feel more at peace with himself and that was important to keep the integrity of the plan intact.

Hange particularly, who’d known Levi for the longest time compared to everyone else. She was first amazed when she found out Levi was capable of falling in love. Her cold stone friend looked so different, starting with the way he was staring at you. Hange had never seen Levi stare at anyone like that.

“Are you even listening to yourself?” You asked Levi upon hearing his declaration.

“Yes, and I mean every word of it” He answered firmly, his eyes glued to yours.

“You don’t know if you’ll regret saying this someday” You chuckled.

“There’s no point in regretting your decision. The best thing you can do is deal with the present, whatever the outcome is. So trust me, no regrets”

“I love you, Levi” You hugged him, burying your face in his shoulder, as he hugged you back briefly, brushing your hair.

“I love you too” Levi said. “Let’s get you to bed, you need to sleep”

“Thank you” You walked towards the only room in the small house, and once inside, you sat on the bed and took off your boots. “Levi”

Levi hummed in response.

“Please don’t put out Pascal’s candle. Let it consume. It’s important to me”

“I won’t. Don’t worry” He said kissing your forehead. “Sleep. I’ll join you in a while”

“Goodnight” You said lying on the bed, not bothering to pull the covers on top of you, and buried your face on the pillow at once, the flashbacks hitting your closed eyes carving your chest.

“Goodnight, Y/N” Levi said turning off the light and closing the door behind him.

Everyone else had finished their dinner, and everyone looked at Levi as he went back to the living room. Levi was aware of it all, but decided to give it no relevance and sit on the free chair in front of Hange.

“I’ll have to head back soon” She said. “D’you mind giving me a minute with Levi?” Hange looked at everyone on the table, as they nodded.

“Wash your dishes” Levi commanded as everyone grabbed their respective glasses and dish and went back to the kitchen.

They murmured softly as they made their way to the kitchen, deciding who’d was all the dishes.

Hange waited for everyone else to leave, as Levi ate his dinner silently. Once they were left alone, she broke the silence.

“I’m sorry about the kid”

Levi looked at her straight in the eye stoically.

“What you said...just now to Y/N”

“What about it?”

“That was very sweet of you to say...about starting a life toge…”

“I’m not as insensitive as you all think I am” Levi cut her off with his usual monotone voice “I am cold, yes. But I have feelings too, you know?”

“I know. I’m just surprised” She sighed. “You love her that much, don’t you?”

“Wasn’t it obvious just now?”

“I’m happy for you, Levi. I really am” Hange said softly, staring into her friend’s eyes.

Hange was very expressive. Specially those huge eyes of hers. And from meeting her stare, Levi could actually feel how Hange felt. And she was telling the truth. Levi felt warm inside, and felt grateful. They stare into each other silently.

“Thank you” Levi finally answered.

~

don’t kill me pls

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November 2018 Pond LiveChat Recap

We had a great time chatting with Rhi, @kittenofdoomage!!! Thank you so much for joining us!

We talked about getting readers, interacting with readers, and how Tumblr has made it more and more difficult with their changes for new writers to get noticed. Details from our discussion with Rhi under the cut, as well as notes on what we’re working on in the Pond!

Q: Do you wait until you are done writing a series before you begin posting, or do you post as you write?

I wait until I'm done writing a series. At some point, the idea will catch me and I have to write the entire thing, which will take about three days. Editing for another 1-2 depending on my betas and then it gets released in its entirety on Patreon (my patrons like reading the entire fic in one go, they're paying for it so I'm not gonna make 'em wait) and comes out in chapters on Tumblr about three-four weeks later. I hate feeling like I'm making people wait too long and then shit happens like it did with three of my permanently hiatused fics.

Q: Well, as for why we're here, Rhi, you get so many asks every day. How do you have such involved readers?

A lot of my readers who respond are regulars. I have those who pop up with the odd "this is awesome" and those who will write long involved reviews which I love!

Q: Do you think there's anything in particular that you do that encourages people to interact with you?

Yeah, I'm open with people and pretty approachable. I like discussing things, plot points, characters, anything really. There are very few things that trigger me, too. I have only three specific things that will turn me away from a fic. I think my lack of triggers helps with people who need someone like that to talk to.

Q: Do you ever ask around and try to figure out what people are looking to read to try and help boost your reader count or do you just draw inspiration from your own ideas?

At the moment, I'm mostly working on commissions, so it's other people's ideas. I'm lucky that most of my Patrons and commissioners are very patient with me and know up front that I have no specific time limits. I will write it but I can't force it. And I won't force it because that leaves everyone with a shit story.I never put an idea away forever though. I write them all down. If inspiration hits for something, I write it there and then because I never know if I'll get that mojo back.

Q: Has there ever been an Idea that has caught you by surprise when you start it as one thing but it ends up as something else?

Only about six thousand times.

Over The Hills And Far Away that I'm writing now, was supposed to only be a Dean x reader but my reader decided to go and have chemistry with Sam too.

Q: Have you noticed a bump in followers after you do anything specific?

I always have a bump in followers after Sinful Sunday. Unfortunately, I always end up with a bump in unsolicited dick pics and porn bots, too, so a purge usually follows. When I post new characters or fandoms, too. I've recently picked up a bunch of Marvel followers.

Q: As a big blog, you must also get some hate. How do you deal with that?

They don't like me because I play with them and their insults are like water off a duck's back with me. Unless they bring my kid into it. I shut an entire set of blogs down when that happened. That's also why I no longer post anything to do with my daughter. I will avoid using her name wherever possible. If I'm in a bad mood, I ignore it. If I'm feeling like an utter bitch, I'll tear them a new asshole.

Q: Rhi, it sounds like you have a lot on your plate with family, work, and writing.  Is there anything in particular that keeps your creativity flowing so you don't burn out?

I try and do something different every day. Painting, gaming, going for a walk - it's important for me not to spend all my time on one thing. Even if it's just cleaning. I also listen to a lot of music - Classic Rock on Absolute Radio is my fav. Actually, my favorite time to think about fics is when I'm about to go to sleep.

Q: I'm not sure how to even ask this, but I came into the spn fic fandom a little late and so I'm finding it difficult to gather new followers. Do you have any advice? I have a master post with the few pieces I've written but I've gotten a lot of flack for writing OCs...

Tumblr is not helping with regards to gaining new followers lately. Tags aren't working if you're an NSFW blog, no one can search anything. The only thing I can suggest is reblogging, asking other authors if they'll read your work.

[Other suggestions from the chat included submitting fics to @dirtysupernaturalimagines and the Pond, joining other people’s writing challenges (The Pond’s S14 Challenge is here, @thing-you-do-with-that-thing is always running challenges, and @mrswhozeewhatsis has a tag #writing challenge on her blog). Also, “Tumblr loves porn” and the fandom loves Dean, in particular, so writing more Dean smut will get you more readers. Just adding “Dean x Reader” to the tags, even if the relationship is barely mentioned, will get you more readers. Sam will get you the same result, but to a lesser extent. Rhi got bigger writing ABO fics, and carved out a niche for herself with them to the point she’s considered the ABO expert in reader insert fics. Another tip was to strip OC’s of names and defining physical features, since OC’s don’t get a lot of love. Many “Y/N”’s are actually just OC’s without a name. Also, if you’re writing a story that will eventually have smut, list “eventual smut” in the tags.]

Q: Random question:  a bunch of us smaller blogs have noticed a drop in reblogs over the last year or so, and I'd be curious to know if, as a bigger blog, you've seen anything like this as well?

Absolutely. A year ago I was getting about 10-20k notes a day. Now, if I hit a thousand, it's a good day and I'm expecting to take a massive hit because of Sinful Sunday, if they don't entirely delete my blog.

Q: Does anyone have any idea why the notes have all dropped so much?  Is it a glitch in notes?  People being more apprehensive to reblog nsfw things because of all the nsfw fear going on?

Community responses: The posts with outside links not showing up in searches is related to bots and porn blogs that only reblog posts to add a link to a sketchy outside web page. Several months ago, though, Tumblr started the “best stuff first” algorithm (which can be turned off in your dashboard settings, but not everyone knows this), and that pushed posts with few notes to the bottom of the dashboard feed. Since you never really get to the bottom, those posts never get seen. Tags and reblogs to build up note counts are the only way to combat this. Now, messing with the search functions means that there will be no new readers without blogs that just reblog fics, like the Pond and @dirtysupernaturalimagines and such.

[Editor’s Note: Rhi told us she’s working on a UPS Driver!Sam fic!! I’m excited. “What can Brown do for me?” YES, PLEASE!]

What’s coming up in the Pond:

Angel Fish Award nominations are due by the end of the month, so you have less than a week to submit yours and gain an entry for every nomination into the raffle! Win fabulous prizes just for spreading love! HOW COOL IS THAT? (Also, don’t forget to submit your own fics to the Pond so that other Pond members can easily find them and nominate them!)

Note: Please use the submission form to submit nominations. Asks do not allow you to include a link to the fic, and sometimes we can’t find what you’re nominating, especially now that Tumblr searches don’t work.

Design contest to find a Pond graphic! Entries are due by the end of the month, so less than a week away! So far, we have ONE (1) entry! (I mean, it’s a pretty fabulous entry, but still!) Winner gets their choice of swag with their design on it!!

SPNFanFicPond Season 14 Weekly Episode Writing Challenge - Since we didn’t have a new episode this past Thursday, the previous week’s challenge is still collecting submissions. (Honestly, there’s no deadline on any of them. Post a fic using a prompt from any week, and you’ll still be added to the masterpost and reblogged on the Pond blog.)

New Member Spotlight Post coming soon! Check out last month’s post here!

Still accepting additions and discussion about the Warning Tag List (tags to be used to assist folks in avoiding triggers and protect their mental health, not be confused with tags to help people find or avoid preferences). Reply or reblog the post itself, or send an ask to the Pond with suggestions!

Plans are in the works to try and make the blog more app-friendly. Please be patient with us in the meantime!

Plans to expand the beta program to make it easier to find the type of beta you need are also on the to-do list.

Housekeeping Note: If you send an ask to the Pond and do not get a response in a couple of days, please notify one of the admins (Michelle - @mrswhozeewhatsis, Mana - @manawhaat, or Kale - @aprofoundbondwithdean) via IM and let us know!

Thanks to everyone who joined us this month and made it an awesome conversation!! Can’t wait for next month!

Next month’s discussion: Giving feedback to other writers and how a beta reader can help your writing! Joining us will be @littlegreenplasticsoldier!

Be there Dec. 15th at the usual time!  (Los Angeles - 2PM, New York - 5PM, London - 10PM, Melbourne - Sunday 9AM)

[flowerboymoongirl]

What are the Odds? 3.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom Holland accidentally adds you to his friends list, and when you hit him up about about it you think that’s gonna be the end of that. Simple. But Tom does the complete opposite. Let the social media flirting begin.

Warnings: Cursing, sub-par flirting,drinking.

Word count: 3214

A/N: Im thinking about adding some of the song inspos for each chapter that comes out along at the top of the fics since I get a good amount of inspiration from music, or I visualize a particular song during a scene or interaction. The chapters seem to get easier to write and longer, but harder to edit into something that flows with how I want, so bare with me!

When you messaged Tom to let him know about the mixup on his Instagram, you assumed that it would be the end of it all. But currently, he still had you on his close friends list. And now you felt weird watching some of his stuff, because now he would sort of recognize your profile picture. He still posted pretty often but you contained yourself to only watch maybe once a day, and not all of his posts. Normal people don’t watch all the stories someone posts when you don’t know them, unless they liked giving out an obsessed stalker vibe.

It had been a week since the interaction and you were currently at the bar your friend/roommate Theo worked at. He was quickly organizing his station and putting away clean glasses to prepare for the rush of people who would soon be hounding him for a drink, both of you waiting for your other two roommates to walk into the bar so the night could officially start.

“Wanna do a tequila shot with me? I’ll give you the top shelf stuff?” Theo asked while he cleaned off the bar top and pulled out the shot glasses. Theo had perks being the lead bartender at one of the trendier bars in downtown and that was getting you guys top shelf alcohol drunk at a Kirkland liquor price.

“Let’s do a double?” You had the night off and were looking to have a night with your friends, and to be honest you hadn’t had a wild night in a while, so it seemed fitting for it to be tonight.

Theo smiles as he pours the expensive liquor into the shot glasses to the rim, he already knows the look in your eyes means you’re ready to cause a little mischief and he’s all for it. That was the thing with Theo, if you were ever looking to cause a little mischief, he would standing there right along with you at the scene of the crime with a smile on his face. When you two were together people who knew the both of you started to call you double trouble, especially if alcohol was in the vicinity. You both loved it. You picked up your shot glass and Theo did the same.

“Cheers to double trouble, thanks for keeping me company tonight.” He said, raising his glass.

“WAIT! I wanna boomerang it, before we get too wrecked.” Laughing, you pull out our phone and open the app to take the shot. You hit record just as you and Theo clinked your glasses together, your phone focused on Theo shooting his double shot down while you tried to drink yours in one hand and hold your phone still at the same time. You both hissed at the feeling of the liquor traveling down to your stomachs and you looked at your phone to see how the boomerang came out. 

The video showed Theo clinking his glass to yours, all smiles and then shooting it quickly. He looked great infront of the liquor wall, totally posing and flexing the arm he was holding the shot glass with as he shot down the tequila. You had caption it.

Cheers. #doubletrouble 🥃

with Theos handle attached to it and put it on your story.

“So you’re drinking without us already?”

You turned quickly to see Zoë and Kevin making their way through the crowd to you.

“Just the start, I was promised high quality tequila, I couldn’t resist.” You said as you hugged your roommates.

“Damn, the bartender is SOOO CUTE right?” Kevin yelled to you while playfully checking out Theo.

“Don’t tempt me, I’ll take you home Kev.”

The group laughs together, while Theo pulls out four clean shot glasses.

“Since the drinks are on me tonight I’m choosing the first group shot of the night. Well, second for us.” He says with a smirk directed to you. He quickly pulls Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, and Johnnie Walker off of the liquor wall. He’s making three wise men.

“Do we look like three wise men after sitting here at this bar with you?” Zoë asks Theo. You all laugh.

“It just seemed fitting, even though there’s four of us.” He says. “I mean, when any of us have a problem we go to the other three to solve it. Hence, three wise men.”

Kevin awhs at the sweet remark and Theo finishes making the shots for the group. You pull out your phone once more to record because hey, you have this need for people to see you have a social life and also, drunk videos the next day are worth their weight in gold. You press record while you all grab a shot glass, hyping eachother up to take the shot.

“To my three wise men, I salute you, I thank you for your service.” Theo says while the three of you clink the glasses together, cheering and laughing at how absurd you guys are. You end the video when you all shoot the shot and Zoë says with a groan “I’m so fucked.”

The group bursts in laugher, you and Kevin holding eachother while laughing. Theo starts taking drink orders for other customers, trying to look like he’s getting some type of work done. You save the video and post it to your story after you caption the post

Four wise men 👸🏽🤴🏻👸🏾🤴🏾

and attach the groups handles to the post. After you post it to your Snapchat as well, you look back at your previous story on Instagram to see who’s watched it. You scroll down the list of people, some you know some you don’t, and you spot one that really catches your eye. Tom watched your story. He’s actually watched your story 3 times this week, including this one but who’s counting? He also doesn’t follow you so for him to be looking at your page he has to be going out of his way. He could be looking at your past message conversation and then watching your stories from there, or he sees you watching his story from earlier and clicks over to your profile. It makes your heart jump, from being nervous and excited that you’ve caught his attention a few times. There’s no chance in hell but still, what a confidence boost, you think.

While you’re going through just a tad bit of anxiety over the situation, you have remind yourself that you’re here to be with your friends. This is a besties night, one that’s been long overdue and very much deserving of your attention. 

Zoë goes on about how her ex-girlfriend has been trying to meetup with her for “closure” which is making things awkward between the current situation she has with the new guy she met a couple months back. Theo and Kevin don’t think it’s the best choice to entertain her ex with a meetup and you’re trying to be the more “supportive of whatever you wanna do” friend in this situation. The boys are already teasing Zoë about it and you’re throwing in some teasing remarks yourself to her whole ordeal. Only Zoë would have too many people liking her at the same time.

“What an issue, we really feel for you Zo.” you tell your roommates and they roll their eyes and dramatically agree. While the teasing continues you start to think to yourself about how this is what you needed, just a chill night with all your friends, talking about anything and everything. Enjoying being in this moment and being this age and being together. The bar is starting to liven up and they start to play much better music, your roommates sing and dance along with eachother near the bar, Theo jumping in when he can and isn’t being hounded by customers. You’re just about to finish your drink and Kevin’s already ordering another round, when you get a snapchat alert.

The username, thllnd96 has followed you!

thllnd96, huh? The username seems familiar to you, and the more familiar it seems, the more it confuses you.

“If this is who I think it is.” You mutter.

thllnd96 has sent a snapchat!

What....the fuck? What the fuck is going on right now? You’re contemplating opening the snap now or waiting till you feel the alcohol working it’s way through your system for courage to find out who this new follower is when Zoë looks down at your phone too.

“You good girl?”

“Yeah, just a snapchat I’m sitting on opening. Don’t wanna look too eager” you say while you sit your phone on the table. She nods as Theo walks by, dancing and pointing at the group while he sings. Kevin has passed you the rum and cokes he’s ordered you all and he’s taking generous sips of his while he stands and does a little dance at his chair back to your roommate. You take a large gulp and stand quickly.

“Gonna go pee, be back.”

You quickly walk to the bathroom, phone in hand. You’re silently stressing inside. It’s not him. It’s not. You’re gonna check your phone real quick, see it’s some random and then carry on with your night. He would have had to go out of his way and figure out that you use the same handle on all your social media, which would be a lot of thinking just to interact with you. Also, remember when you thought making your username the same on every social media account you had was a good idea? Because it currently seemed very dumb and so self centered. Who are you, Beyoncé? 

You close the stall and sit down on the seat after reminding yourself that you are not Beyoncé and maybe you’ve made yourself too easily recognizable on the internet. A little late for the self realization but we digress. It’s just a snapchat, relax. You click the red button next to the name.

It’s a cutoff selfie, just a corner of the left side of his face, you can spot a little smirk coming from his mouth. It’s Tom, there’s no denying it, that wild eyebrow of his alone has confirmed that for you. He has the time stamp posted above his head. It’s 2:41am where he is. He’s written underneath the selfie

Not sure you’re such a wise man if you’re mixing tequila with whiskey love 😂😜

You immediately snap a selfie of the top of your forehead and eyes, with your eyebrows scrunched together, worry prominent on your face.

The vodka and rum I just drank would have to agree with that statement of yours 🥴😬

You write and you put a filter on the image. You walk out of the stall and wash your hands as you head back to the group. Just got snapped by Tom. No big deal.

thllnd96 is typing...

your phone alerts you on notifications. He’s writing back. NO BIG DEAL. You take another big gulp of your drink when you sit down and try to look as though you’re paying attention to Kevin and Zoë’s conversation. Something about Kevin’s English major and his issues with his creative writing class. Zoë is going on with how Kevin needs to be more focused on schooling and you can tell Kevin didn’t mean for Zoë to go into mother mode but its too late. This will distract the both of them, while I deal with my inner turmoil, you think. You get another alert telling you he’s sent the message. You finish your drink and decide to entertain this idea of carrying on another conversation together.

Oh you’re just making all the right choices tonight aren’t you? 🤪

Out celebrating something?

I’ve been known to make some controversial choices, but that’s something hungover me can deal with in the morning. 😂 Just a night out with the roomies.

You’re up late.

Yeah, couldn’t really sleep so just mindlessly looking through the apps. Didn’t think you’d mind me adding you on here since you did snoop my private Instagram. 😶

HEY that was your brothers doing not mine alright?! I’m an innocent in all this and that’s the story I’m sticking with.

And I gave you a courtesy heads up.

After you posted some shirtless selfies. 🙂😅👀

😂😂alright, I’ll let it slide this time love, but only if you have a fireball shot in my honor tonight.

THATS your drink of choice?! Are you a frat boy?!

No, just want to see an American drink fireball because it’s such an American thing. You drink it for breakfast, don’t you? 😏🇺🇸

Yeah, when I was 18, now I have ptsd just smelling it at 25. 🥴🤢

“Let’s get four fireballs Theo.” You yell over to him so he can hear you over the crowd of people and music. Zoë and Kevin groan in disgust just at the thought of fireball.

“Oh we’re looking to DIE tonight, all right then y/n! I like your style.” Theo grabs the bottle of fireball and pours heavy on the shot glass while you all grimace.

 You’re not sure why you’re actually doing this shot for Tom, maybe it’s the liquid courage in you that’s making you feel confident about sending him a snap of his silly request. You turn the camera to selfie mode and grab the shot glass while Kevin and Zoë squeeze closer to you to get into the snapchat you’re about to take. You hold down the button and you all cheer the glasses once more together while Kevin’s making retching sounds. You clink your shot glass right into to the camera on your phone and shoot it down, immediately shaking your head with an unamused look on your face that matches your roommates.

“...just as bad as I remember.” You rasp out, ending the snap and saving it to your memories. You put a time stamp of 8:57pm and the location on the snap and send it to Tom. Zoë turns toward you with a look of annoyance.

“That’s it! Theo literally can’t have any more he’s gonna be too smashed to work and it’s barely 9!” She tells you. You throw your hands up in surrender and decide to agree, it’s only been a little over an hour and you’re drinking like its already last call. Toms opened your story and he’s writing you back, and now you can really start to feel the alcohol since the fireballs settling in your stomach with the rest of your prior poor choices of liquor.

😂 a woman that can handle her drinks. My type of girl 🥰🤪 well, I better try to get some sleep. don’t have too much fun without me. x

You save the message and decide to just wish him goodnight and turn to your friends, all of whom are definitely feeling the alcohol now as well.

“What does it mean when a guy searches your username from Instagram on Snapchat to find you and follows you?” You ask them.

“He’s tryna fuck.” Kevin answers. Zoë has her hands up in an ‘idk’ fashion.

“Or, that he’s interested in you. Who takes the time to look you up like that?” She questions.

“Which means he wants to fuck but like, he also maybe likes your personality.” You roll your eyes at Kevin and decide to mull this over when you’re sober.

“Who’s the guy?” Zoë asks.

“Hmm, no one to seriously consider, just took me by surprise is all.”

“Well, then to surprises!” Kevin says while he raises his drink to you. You clink yours back and you smile at each other.

To surprises, sure.

It’s not much of a surprise when you wake up with a throb on your left side of your temple. The alcohol is taking its revenge on you this morning with a massive hangover. You groan in bed and grab the water bottle and Motrin sitting on your bedside table. Drunk you was smart enough last night to set you up for a little success this morning, but drunk you also drank until 2am last night so she can’t be fully trusted. You drink the water bottle in one go and rub your eyes tiredly and you try to decide whether you should try to sleep a bit longer or head out for some sustenance. Eating could make you feel better but the thought of getting up and walking to the kitchen is making your stomach churn a bit. It’s best at the moment to lay here for a bit longer until the pain meds kick in, you decide. You pick up your phone and see that Zoe’s texted you.

You’re an awful person for making us do a fireball shot last night just FYI.

“I couldn’t agree more.” You admit, scrolling through your posts from last night.

It’s mostly just you with the group, drinking and laughing together. There is a post around 1:15am of you all walking home, final drinks of the night in hand and Theo trying to let you have a bite of his Carne asada burrito from the 24 hour Mexican shop around the corner from your place. Zoe and Kevin are in tears laughing over the interaction between you two and Theo is scolding you for taking such a big bite.

“If you wanted that much you should have told me so I could have gotten two burritos.”

“FUCK OFF THEO!”

More cackling from your roommates while Theo huffs. You remind yourself that you did want to get a little wild, so last night was a success in the books if you’re honest with yourself. Looking through other notifications you see another alert on Snapchat from thllnd96 from a couple hours ago. Alright then. He’s found you on Snapchat, started the conversation TWICE in less than 24 hours and he’s been watching your stories on Instagram and Snapchat. Either he’s lonelier than you thought or he actually has some sort of interest in you. At this point you’re thinking it could be a bit of both, which is something you can relate to in both fields at times. Yeah, you have the roomates and some other friends you hang with regularly but lately you have been feeling like everyone had someone but you. In no way was Tom yours, but this possible future friendship between you two could be in a way. He’s obviously going out of his way to talk to you and he seems to be like a cool guy. Maybe the universe wanted you to be accidentally added to Toms Instagram group for a reason, as corny as that sounds. And honestly, who are you to deny this man your friendship?

You open his Snapchat message while curled up in a ball in your sheets, hoping for the nausea from all your mistakes from last night fade away.

so how’s that hangover treating you this morning? 😜 x

You smile at the message and decide that if he’s gonna write to you, then. You’re gonna respond back. If Tom wants to be friends, then who are you to stop him?