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[koalapastries-writes]

okay which drivers do you think would want to come out as a couple and which ones would you have to ask to come out as a couple?

also congrats on 250!!! so proud of you ❤️

thank you milo <3333

this one's interesting because i could kinda see a lot of them in either category but here's my current thoughts:

warnings: suggestive content (lando, kimi a, rbr + ferrari!seb), mentions of affectionate bullying (lando), mentions of having kids (am + retired!seb, kimi r), mentions of marriage (am + retired!seb, jenson), mentions of joke flirting with someone else (ollie), mentions of violence (logan), mild angst (kimi a, logan), autistic!oscar bc i said so

asks you to go public:

alex albon:

something you will notice about when i write alex is that he is just a goofy guy

like he'd ask to go public but only because he's either a) already accidentally revealed the relationship or b) wanting to post goofy boyfriend photos of you

if it's the first one he's got a back-up "i'm sorry" gift in case you're not exactly ready

if it's the second one he's already got a post drafted and you better believe he will post it the SECOND he gets approval

he's silly and bad at keeping it a secret but he'll try his best for you

franco colapinto:

yappatron 6000

he's probably already told the whole grid and every mechanic who would listen to him for more than five seconds

knows it's only a matter of time before he starts talking about you in interviews

definitely the type to forget that he's famous

his family knows, lewis hamilton congratulated him on being a (sort of) out F1 driver ... everyone else can just find out randomly as far as he's concerned

mick schumacher:

wants to post all the couples pictures he has of you two

how can you possibly say no to this golden retriever?

it's impossible

you hard launch ten minutes later

lando norris:

so i don't usually write for lando but i do sometimes so 🤷‍♂️

would probably ask to go public just to prove that he actually can get a date (he doesn't like to talk about his instagram attempts)

it backfires immediately

now instead of being teased for being single he's being teased for being whipped

tells everyone you asked him to go public and then forgets to turn his mic off while streaming and accidentally reveals that he literally begged you

needless to say, his friends refuse to let him live it down

charles leclerc:

ok listen he's a pretty boy and he wants to be shown off

he wants to follow you around and be your arm candy

will get very very pouty if you hesitate or refuse

he'll understand, but he will be pouty until you either kiss him, cuddle him, or agree to go public

when you're out he's just a happy little bunny wandering around the paddock and abandoning his team responsibilities if he sees you

(ferrari tries to ban you from the paddock, charles cries until they give in)

aston martin + retired era sebastian vettel:

if he can't win races he wants to make it VERY clear that all his flirting over the year was just for funsies

like with his whole cool mature twink-death phase, he brings up the idea of settling down

you're not impressed

"sebastian we have three kids. if you still think this is 'casual' i don't know what to tell you."

... he does sleep on the couch for a couple nights

eventually he will convince you tho and you'll go to your first race with the whole paddock knowing you're his husband and not just his Really Close Friend Who He Happened To Touch A Lot.

ollie bearman:

i know this is kinda contradictory to the crossdressing post but i think ollie would bring up coming out before you?

like, prema knows, haas knows, ferrari knows, his family knows ... he knows he's pretty secure

does joke about bearnelli with you

which results in you (jokingly) flirting with dino or arthur and a very whiny baby bear

probably wouldn't want to do it until after / part way through his rookie season

just so he's a little more settled yk?

you ask to go public:

jenson button:

this one might be a lil controversial

i think jenson would actually to prefer to stay private for longer?

like, he won't tell anyone when you're dating

but the second you're married he's like

EVERYONE LOOK AT MY HUSBAND HE'S SO HOT

sky tries to reprimand him and jenson shows up to the next race with one of those "i ❤️ my husband" t-shirts and rainbow trousers

he looks like a dork but it's okay because he's cute

kimi antonelli:

absolutely adores you and talks about you at prema all the time

talks about you at mercedes all the time

george already knows your shoe size (among other things)

but the idea of going public and everyone knowing he has a boyfriend? absolutely terrifying

he kinda just posts the same sorts of things he posts with ollie and hopes everyone will assume you're just a friend

you're fine with it, because you know you're always the one he runs to for celebratory kisses after a win :)

kimi raikkonen:

shouldn't be surprising

he's not actively hiding you or actively trying to tell people

he just ... doesn't really talk about his personal life?

some of the drivers know, some don't

he's 100% been wearing a wedding/promise/whatever ring for years and nobody notices

there's a chance nobody knows he's ever dated anyone until your kid starts karting and he posts a video of the kid everyone thought was just his calling you dad and the internet explodes

lance stroll:

would rather die than have journalists asking you invasive questions

everyone knows he's dating someone but nobody knows who

lawsuits + bribes to any tabloids who get photos of you

insists on getting you a bodyguard if you ever come out

you try to get his dad to reason with him

lawrence thinks lance could be worse

overall, billionaire boyfriend just wants to cuddle at home and will do anything to protect that

10/10 very cute and whiny when he realises that means you can't go with him to Official F1 Business™ things

logan sargeant:

might've been half-out in the junior formulae?

like kind of an open secret in the paddock but he doesn't post about it

then he gets promoted to f1

at first he's super excited because he knows you get along really well with lily (alex's gf) and with all the talk of williams being a family, hopes you'll get to do normal wag/hab stuff with her

then things go downhill

logan absolutely refuses to let you anywhere near williams

half out of fear that somebody would say something rude to you

half out of fear that you'd light v*wles on fire if you got close enough

oscar piastri:

this man is Oblivious with a capital "O"

he tries his best really but he just. doesn't pick up on cues like that.

(yes this is me pushing my autistic!oscar agenda idc i'm autistic i'm allowed to say it)

has a massive folder of cute photos that either include you or remind him of you

it takes up about a quarter of his phone's storage

he refuses to delete any of them

still keeps it pretty private if you do ask to go public

he likes that he can just be oscar with you

he doesn't want the media taking that away from him

will only delete some of his photos when they're copied onto two separate usb's that are both in fireproof safes (one in his apartment in monaco, one in his childhood home in melbourne)

rbr + ferrari era sebastian vettel:

i recently saw this era described as feral twink energy and. yeah.

he's flirting with anything in the paddock that has a pulse

fans? yes.

journalists? yes.

drivers? yes.

team members? yes.

fia officials? yes.

EVERYBODY

eventually you'll ask if he could just please mention that he is, in fact, taken and (here's where it depends on if you're dom/sub) either make you beg or push you to the point of fucking it out of him

if anyone saw one of you limping in the paddock one day?

no they didn't.

this was fun, i definitely enjoy going deeper into what i think the drivers would be like in relationships :D

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

HAHA BARELY ANY TIME LEFT IN JULY AND I'M STILL PROCRASTINATING DRAFTING HAHAHAHAHA

[sugar-omi]

PLSSS I BEG OF U COVE HOLDEN X FEM!READER NEWLY MARRIED AND R JUST SO LOVEY DOVEY AND CANT GET ENOUGH OF EACH OTHER let me stop with the caps anyway as i was saying newly married cove and fem!reader on their honey moon to (insert place with nice oceans and views but you can take them anywhere you want) and they’re just sooo IN LOVE ITS DISGUSTING HOW IN LOVE THEY ARE you can add spice and intimacy if u want 🤷🏾❤️‼️

IM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE THIS ITS BEEN SITTING IN THE DRAFTS FOREVER.... im gonna blame it on my demon cat, its his fault he always wants to play outside i wanted a cat not a dog wtf !!!!! anyway here you go anon i loved writing this sm bc i have been thinking abt honeymoon hcs for awhile mmm<3333 also i jus wanna say cove is very much a "grabs your stomachs n prbly shakes it" man, like yk how your boyfriend is always grabbing your stomach idk at first i thought it was weird like "wtf is he grabbing your stomach n shaking it" but now i know. n cove does it ok i wont explain it but he also rubs anywhere, hes tracing your body n making shapes w his fingers on you, hes just so TOUCHY eta: I JUST REALIZED THIS LIKE 70% SMUT BUT UM.... ANYWAY 😁😁i hope you like it anyway, also added a hc's i forgot at the v bottom <3333

tags : fluff, step 4/wedding dlc, fem/afab reader (could be okay for masc/amab/nb readers as well if you ignore cove calling you 'wife' once), buff tatted cove, headcanons at the very bottom below the nsfw

+ NSFW (at the bottom), fem/afab reader, rough raw sex, creampie, missionary, v horny cove <3

perhaps i should make a part 2 with all the times n places cove fucks you during your honeymoon, mmm thats a good idea write that down write that down

synopsis : you and cove on your honeymoon to the bahamas !!

surprise to literally no one, you two pick the Bahamas for your honeymoon

it wasn't a hard pick. it was just a matter of where had the nicest views, open hotels, and safest locations, and with how cove got more starry-eyed with each solidified detail, the Bahamas was your destination.

if it wasn't for the fact that you just had an eventful wedding full of love from friends and family, plus the plane trip, cove would've dropped everything and ran for the glittering water.

once you're checked in and changed from your flight clothes into something a bit more dressy but comfortable, you and cove make your way for some much anticipated dinner.

when you're seated, the silence between you two is so easy and filled by the bustle of the restaurant.

across from you, cove is watching you with his chin hiked atop his clasped fingers, easily looking like a puppy.

"what? what're you staring at?" you laugh, taking a dip if your drink to uselessly wash away your fluster at your husband's blatant staring.

cove already has a rosy tint to his cheeks and if he was younger cove would've caught fire at being caught staring. instead he just grinned cheerily and happily, with a gaze of a man sick with love. "just admiring my wife."

you can't help but tuck your head a bit, flustered by his direct compliment. God you're in for a long marriage.

thank god, you think distantly.. a lifetime of being flustered by each other no matter how long you're together doesn't sound to bad at all.

while you're eating, you two respond to your family blowing up the "[Last] - Holden family" group chat, that was so courteously made by your snickering sister and cousin leading up to your wedding.

after a lovely dinner (only after you reassured cove that you had a few days to try out everything on the menu before the trip was over) you two took a well deserved nap together with cove tucked into your neck and your fingers in his hair. <3

okay listen... would it be bad to say you planned your wedding around your honeymoon

there's a reason!!!

i imagine you and cove (mostly cove) wanted to rent a house on the beach, or at least close to it, but i imagine its hard to snag one so once you finally got a place the wedding just fell around it

while you're in the bedroom sleeping, recovering and recharging, cove still gets up early to go play around on the beach.

not without a fight though!

when he wakes up the sky is still navy, and he flips over, feeling antsy to start the day and your activities.

but there you are, laying next to him in one of his shirts that you've stolen and your face is still scrunched up a bit from cove's movement which makes him settle down.

cove reaches to stroke your cheek, running his hand over your hair and he admires the way your face relaxes from the touch...

he feels like kicking and screaming right now, now looking at his ring(s) and remembering that you're married and you're his and he's yours and...

he's going to bawl his eyes out again.

so instead of crying and watching you until you wake up, which definitely won't be for another hour or more at least, he slowly untangles himself from you and the sheets.

it kills him a bit to do so, wanting nothing more than to be close to you every second of the day but he also wants to make you feel special today. he also can't stay in bed that long, he's too much of a busybody to do that..

so when you finally wake up, after much struggle and a lot of stretching, you drag yourself from the bed and tame your wild hair before you find your husband.

cove is leaning on the porch overlooking the beach, a random song playing lowly on the radio that you left on last night.

he whips around when you tug open the sliding door and abandons his orange juice to pull you into his arms and cove's rocking you two back n forth, kissing your jaw and cheek and he's holding your hand and compliments you.

"you look so pretty..."

"nice ring, your husband is really lucky." he says it with a smirk and you both laugh.

when he finally snaps out of his daze, totally bewitched by the warmth of the sun, view of the beach accompanied by the sound of waves and the way you lean into him had cove in a trance.

he leads you over to the kitchen where he insists you sit and watch while he makes breakfast.

in the end, you do end up spending most the day at the beach house. so when lee shoots a series of text asking about your day and if you did anything, you respond with a picture of you two buried in the blankets and a christmas hallmark movie on the TV, you laugh at her spam about how you should be enjoying the sand and waves instead of a out of season movie and respond with a meme.

the next day you spend a lot of it outside, and i even imagine you rent a boat to take out for the day or smth like that and it reminds you of when lee took you all out on a boat, but this time it was just the 2 of you

let me just say.. everyone even 5 miles away can tell you're on your honeymoon

cove is always looking at you

whether its to see how you react to a good joke

or you're telling a story and he's watching in admiration at your mannerisms while you speak

or you're at the booth ordering ice cream for the both of you

or even better, he's trying his best to capture you imagine as you walk back to him, squeezing out your slip/coverup that blew away and you laugh at him for capturing this moment instead of helping you.

"stop laughing! haha, it's not funny! *swats at him with the coverup* im taking your shirt to cover up with!"

many many pictures and videos of your honeymoon. they're mostly of you

or your shared favorite:

you're on top of cove and his eyes are closed so he doesn't notice you're recording him.

"you've gotten more tan. y'know that reminds me of when we were kids, you had such bad tan lines!" you laugh, the camera shaking.

he squints at you, squeezing your hips when he realizes you're recording him. "i did not."

"you did, i saw it. you had different tan lines from your shorts!" you tease loudly and giggle, thinking about the varying darkness of teenage-cove's tan lines because of how some of his swim shorts and pants hung lower than the other bottoms he'd wear.

cove jumps up a bit, laughing as he sputtered. "you saw that?!"

"yeah! you were the one with your v-line hanging out all the time, mister "i don't like wearing layers'!"

his look is full of love, and so is cove's hands running up and down your hips and back. but he's still smug when he says it and the wide smirk on his face makes you wanna kiss it off him.

"well you were the one looking, i didn't hear any complaints.."

you hit his shoulder, "you're so smug, you brat!", the camera shaking from your laughter.

cove is very handsy during this time

something about being married now has him seeking you out and keeping some form of contact between you

whether its holding hands, locking arms, or kissing you in public

he's always pulling you into him, wrapping a arm around your waist...

but when you're at the beach house.. well i hope you keep the curtains closed for the most part especially in the bedroom because clothes are pretty optional/limited during your honeymoon

usually cove's sex drive is pretty average, or low (i feel like at this point his drive matches yours but it's always a little lower depending on how high yours is, but thats for a different post okok)

so it surprises you how.. horny he is

he surprises himself too honestly

but he just wants to be close to you so bad!

you look so beautiful, and so happy... and now you're married and its like when he was a teenager all over again

the sun is coming through the windows, warming up your naked back.

you hum, enjoying the warmth and you feel the bed shift and now there's lips on your forehead, and cove's hand is running up and down your spine, rubbing soothingly across your shoulders.

"g'morning, y/n..." cove's gravely voice sends a shiver down your spine. "mmm, hi.." you tilt your head to the side, letting him kiss your cheek and the back of your neck.

you peak at him, still sleepy but enjoying the warmth and attention. you try to stretch your body, stretching out your legs and with how cove is leaned over you, your butt brushes against him and makes him gasp, his fingers squeezing your shoulder reflexively.

"at least let me brush my teeth..." you laugh, sitting up and after a second of looking at your clothes on the floor, you grab the robe on the chair beside you and lazily wrap it around you and shuffle to the bathroom.

cove is looking at you, you can feel his gaze and the second you disappear behind the door you hear him shuffling around before he comes behind you, dressed in nothing. cove didn't walk around naked often, only if he was walking around your bedroom finding his clothes for the day, but man was it a treat.

he wraps his arms around you, his hand rubbing your stomach and the other is wandering.

"c'mere..." you mumble, grabbing cove's toothbrush and sitting on the counter to brush his teeth for him. he lets you, and you laugh throughout the process because its a funny thing to do but you get through it and he spits in the other sink beside you before he picks you up and carries you back to bed.

on your way back to the bed, your lips find his shoulder and you add onto the array of marks already bloomed on his neck.

cove lays you down on the bed, shuffling your bodies closer to the pillows, tugging off your robe as you fumble around and throwing it somewhere. you're definitely making him clean up the room after this, but first..

you bring him in, letting your tongues tangle together and cove stretches his arm, looking for the lube and a rubber.

"ah-" cove sits up, and he looks back at you sheepishly. "there's no more.. um..."

you grin, already looking forward to cove's reaction. "that's okay. just fuck me raw, won't be the last time. right, covey?" you tangle your fingers in the sheets and get comfortable while you watch it sink in.

it isn't the first time, but fuck it always turns cove on and it makes him impossibly horny.

cove curses and he moves down, pushing your legs up and he kisses your inner thighs, sucking on the skin very close to your cunt that his cheek brushes against you and you whine, your hands finding his hair.

cove teases you a bit more, but he's teasing himself too so his mouth happily finds your cunt, grinning at the way you jump when his tongue runs over your sensitive clit.

even though cove ran a pleasurable train over you last night, your cunt sensitive but still pulsing with need.

your leg is shaking in cove's hold, his hand holding up one of your legs to give him easy access to your wet cunt but he happily lets your other leg shake on his shoulder, your foot bumping against his side and toes curling as he thrusts his tongue in and out your twitching insides.

he kept tongue-fucking you, his thumb petting your clit and he mumbled praises against your cunt as you came, your slick pooling on his tongue.

you buried your face in the pillow, always left twitching after cove sucks your soul from your body. you peak at cove spreading the lube on your sexes, lining himself up and sinking into you.

"ah fuck..."

cove looks so attractive like this, sunlight streaming in through the sheer curtains and leaned over you, shaded by the broad expanse of his torso and caged between his arms.

"cove!" your nails dig into his shoulders, your mouth falling open with a sharp moan when cove snaps his hips, burying himself inside you.

cove tucks his head into your shoulder, both of you panting and pulling each other closer even though the air between you two is balmy and hot.

"i'm gonna move..." cove kisses your jaw, tearing himself away from you to show you his flushed face. you whine when cove picks up your lower body, stuffing a pillow under you and the movement makes his tip bump your insides.

cove throws your legs over his shoulders and grips your hips in his hands, kissing your ankle that has your anklet hanging on it.

you throw your head back and moan loudly, cove starting a rough pace from the beginning.

you're so sensitive from last night, and cove abusing your insides again has tears coming to your eyes. "oh fuck! please, cove-"

you reach for him and cove offers his hand and intertwines it with yours. you don't know exactly what you're asking for, for him to be more gentle? a kiss? for cove to fuck you harder?

you just want more of him, to be closer, to be one with him...

"its okay, that's it.. good girl." cove shushes you, putting his free hand by your head to lean over you, your legs almost flush with your chest as cove practically mounts you.

something about the sharpness of cove's eyes and his flushed face makes you want to mess with him, so you bring his hand up to your mouth, wrapping your fingers around his tattooed wrist and sucking on his middle and ring finger.

cove groans, watching the way your tongue slides around his wedding band(s). "you.." cove pushes on your tongue, thrusting his hips up to bump against the spongy spot deep inside your cunt.

your eyes roll into the back of your head when cove picks up the pace again, his hips rolling back and slamming against your butt hard, making your body bounce, pushing his cock deeper against your walls.

while you're moaning and crying out so sweetly, cove squeeze's his hand between your bodies to rub your clit, the proximity of your bodies not leaving much room for anything more than tight circles against the poor sensitive nub.

"cove.." you huff, feeling your cunt gush more slick and adding to the wet, loud squelching. "cove, kiss me, please. oh fuck- oh fu-" cove's lips cut off your mindless babbles, muffling yours and his loud moans as he fucks you with shallow thrusts.

he breaks apart, panting and stealing small kisses in between his sentence. "i'm- *kiss* oh god- i'm gonna *kiss, kiss* cum.."

you whimper and hook your shaking leg around cove's back, the overstimulation makes you want to pull away but you're so close and you want cove to make you cum, and to finish with you. to finish inside you.

"cum inside!" your nails scratch down his back. "please, cum, cum inside-"

cove whines into your neck, the rhythm of his thrusts falling apart as he comes closer to finishing. he rubs faster circles on your clit, and when your fingers drag down his back as you cum, cove's hips push your body deeper into the bed as he fills your cunt with his thick cum.

he leans lifelessly over your body, panting into your neck and pressing kisses into your shoulder as he sits up to give you a kiss.

"i'll..i'll run us a bath, okay?" cove smiles dozily, stroking your hips. you blink, trying to regain your vision from your orgasm.

"and carrying me to the bath!" cove nods at that, accepting the fact he's basically rendered your legs useless for the morning. "and you're making breakfast too." you grin at him. "its punishment."

cove kisses your cheeks. "mm, trying out new methods?" cove teases.

you smack his arm and push him away, breath hitching when he pulls out.

cove watches out his cum starts to leak from your poor, twitching cunt and before he can get any bright ideas you put your foot on his shoulder and nudge him. "stop looking!" you tug the sheets over you and cove gets up with a sheepish laugh. "okay, okay!"

is very very whipped for you

does anything n everything you ask the whole trip

when he goes out and it comes up somehow, he'll tell anyone and everyone he's on his honeymoon w his lovely spouse <3

if you do any underwater activities like snorkeling or smth, you're holding hands underwater <333

yes you hold hands everywhere you go, he's so in love with you he just has to be close to you

if you're not holding hands than he's trailing very close behind you or you're at least wearing his shirt

MATCHING OUTFITS

every young person is ither inspired by your relationship or is sick of seeing you at the beach, go HOME

the old people love you and talk your ear off in the middle of the store, telling you stories of their marriages and tips on how to have a long happy marriage

when you tell them you're childhood friends/lovers though they laugh and tell you you already have it down then since you've known each other so long!

when you finally get on the plane to go home, i hope you rmbr to get some foundation or at least tell cove to wear his hair down and a t-shirt instead of a tank top because his neck and back/shoulders are Marked Up

liz and lee tease you about how glowy and refreshed you look <3

cove is very flustered if any of your friends or family see any marks or scratches

or even worse if someone asks if you had a good wedding night, etec

if you want to have kids n give birth, liz also jokes that shes too young to be a grandma for real (you sputter n tell her you and cove arent her kids n shes exaggerating!!)

[theragethatisdesire]

hello, me again 🙋‍♀️ not an anon but here to bother you on your fight 🥰

can you tell me what you think the boys would be like if they were jealous? any and all boys i just wanna hear ur thoughts

TIFF I DRAFTED THIS WHOLE THING OUT ON THE PLANE ON MY POS PHONE AND THEN IT NEVER POSTED. i literally JUST noticed and i am so frustrated, i'm sorry i literally didn't even realize!! but i never tire of talking about our boys so pls enjoy <3333

nsfw below the cut; jean, eren, and levi included

Eren

so eren to me is sort of a cocky little shit, but he's also a brat

if you're talking to a guy in the bar a little too much, eren's 100% charging right up to interrupt the conversation, throw his arm around your shoulders, figure out exactly what's going on here

but honestly? i think eren knows how much you love him and doesn't worry about you being attracted to others, he's just demanding when it comes to your attention

what makes him really jealous is when you start reading game of thrones alongside armin, and while eren's not unfamiliar with the premise of the books, he never could have imagined how intricate they are

intricate enough for you to be glued to your novel and your phone intermittently, surfacing from the pages with a squeal "oh my god i HAVE to text armin!" "armin's going to freak out!"

before he knows it, he's coming home to find you and armin, annotated novels spread on the coffee table, debating character arcs and laughing over funny moments

it confuses him at first. you love him, and he loves that you're friends with his friends, would never try to deny you a meaningful friendship, he knows that's all it is

eren's not a reader. too time consuming, too slow. but he wants to make your eyes light up like that, wants to hear you ramble on and on about your theories

he tries to get you into his story-based video games, but all he gets is a polite level of interest

when you finally confront him about acting like a fucking weirdo every time armin gets brought up, eren confesses, and it breaks your heart

"i mean, i know i'm not as smart as you or armin, but we could find something like that to do together, right? you just seem so into it..."

when you show him the tv show, eren's immediately hooked, and you stay up together for weeks on end binging it, eren watching you explain the differences between book and show with hearts in his eyes <333

Jean

jean is an egotistical maniac, you know it, he knows it

as your boyfriend, jean's never going to be one to throw a fit over the attention you get in the bar, in fact, he encourages it

it gets him off knowing that you're the girl everyone wants, that no one can take their eyes off of, and that you're going to go home with him and beg for him to fuck you

but if you're not his girlfriend? completely different story

when his roommate, eren, brings home his new girlfriend, jean is shocked

you're so...sweet. polite, beautiful, funny. what are you doing with eren? and not him?

jean has a case of the roommates-hot-girlfriend-itis, and he's got it bad

before he knows it, he's setting his alarm early, padding out into the kitchen where he knows you'll be making your coffee before work while eren snores in the other room

he's not shy about it either, openly flirting with you, teasing you about your messy hair, your tiny sleep shorts

he loves the way you blush when he says "you cold or something?", glancing meaningfully at your peaked nipples showing through your tank top

but you never falter, your eyes are only for eren. it drives jean insane.

he's going to the gym every day now, trying to work off this excess anger trying to get bigger and stronger so you can't help but notice him

he'd never admit it, but he listens in on you and eren late at night, imagining your breathy moans are for him

when he finds a pair of your panties in the dryer, he pockets them, treasures them

and when he finds you at a coffee shop in tears, a breakup text from eren on your phone? he has to hide his grin

jean may be a bad friend, but he'll make a great rebound

Levi

you're levi's, but he knows you're not supposed to be

he's still your captain, your immediate superior, and while that's exceedingly hot in the sheets, it's stifling outside the walls of your bedroom

he can't help but glance at you longingly across the cafeteria, watch your nose scrunch in that cute way it does when you laugh and when you cum

and when you brush a hand absentmindedly against miche's? bat your eyes up at hange, make them blush? levi knows you're doing it on purpose

he knows you well enough to know you can't help but antagonize him

he knows you belong to him, and you know you belong to him, but they can't know, and that's the problem. levi can't claim you in public, so he has to overcompensate when you finally sneak into his quarters at the end of the day, twiddling your fingers in anticipation

"can't believe you," he huffs, bending you over his desk, "thought i trained you better than that"

he did, you both know it, but you're a greedy, insatiable little thing, and you're good at riling levi up to get what you want

"don't know what you're-- ah! what you're talking about" you lie, gasping when he lands a sharp smack to your clit

"of course you do, you fucking brat," levi's not feeling as playful as you were earlier today, the hot lick of envy at the top of his throat "making those fuck me eyes at erwin earlier? you wanted me to see you, didn't you? whoring yourself out like you're not going to be begging me to let you cum later?"

your response is muffled by your panties in your mouth

"no excuses. beg all you want, but the only way this cunt-- my cunt-- is cumming tonight is if you admit it. admit you're mine, admit you can't get off with anyone else. you're mine."

and oh, do you cave. you're babbling apologies into the fabric in no time, tears streaming down your face

and once you're both shaking and spent, levi pulls you into his arms, cuddles you against his chest

he can't claim you in public, not as things stand with you on his squad, but for now, having you curled against him will have to be enough

THIS WAS SUCH A BLAST thanks for submitting tiff all my love <3

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Sunday molting and being cranky so you help him preen his pin feathers? (It's like a wax layer that grows over new feathers and gets really itchy and painful) I kinda wanna write for this too but i have so many drafts rn so take it off my hands please-

ofc!! lol idk why i found this funny at first..

Sunday, your kind and endearing friend who invited you to Penacony had a sudden change in his attitude for the past couple of days. Until now, you always known him for being carefree and taking in stress as if it was nothing.. But right now you see him looking down at his desk seeming if all the blood dropped cold from his head. He looked dreary but somehow also red on his cheeks. He looked like he had a fever but it never showed any symptoms of one. So, being the bestest friend you could.. You stalked him so you can realize what was going on. Hey! Nothings wrong with trying to help somebody, especially if you don't know what was going on! Of course, you find out something depressing but quite hilarious.. The reason for Sunday's sudden change of demeanor was because of another layer feathers over his old ones. Obviously its hilarious, why would a new pair of wings make you act like a wet cat, giving you a stern look each time somebody came close. Sunday on the other hand was not having it, many times he caught you snooping and told you not to worry, ruffling your hair and trying to get it off your mind but you won't have it. You ran to him and ruffled his wings. Sunday, now startled asked in a loud voice; "Oh great Aeon Xipe!! What are you doing!!" You giggled as you rest his head on your thighs and begin to preen his feathers. He can't help but smile and nuzzle up on your lap, caressing your knee and stealing glances from you. "Thank you, and how did you realize that I had a molt?" He queried, looking at you with concerned but loving eyes. "Haha, I may or may not have tried to stalk you the whole day to realize." You laughed off and turned the other way. His face gave off "bro why but I love you for doing so" and he slept on your legs as you cleaned and smoothened out his pretty little feathers<<3333

[lemon-towne]

HOLDEN PREVIEW TIMEEEEUHHH

Okay so I’ve realized that I’ve never given yall anything else abt the Michael book (book? Idk maybe an online fic or smthn) other than the potential covers for it

Needles to say I felt bad and so to make it up to yall I’ll post a small snippet of a part in the actual story so here yall go <3333

(Be nice bookie this is a draft, a really rough one so don’t expect a whole lot.)

TW

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“It seems as if you take the things I do for you, MY SON, for granted. Michael I just don’t understand, you’re right; I don’t. But you blatantly refuse to talk to me when you have a problem so how am I supposed to know if something is bothering you?”

She looks at me with a blank expression after that. . .expecting me to answer wrongly. As if I don’t know what I’m talking about.

As if I don’t know how I feel.

“Because you never bother to ask.”

I pause.

“I don’t tell you things because you never even bother to ask. When I do open up to you, you feel the need to tell me I have nothing to be upset over.”

I remain in the same place, just standing there. . .looking down at my mother.

“When I come to you, you lash out on me. You tell me to ‘Just be happy’ to ‘look on the bright side’ or better yet ‘I’ve been on this earth longer than you have, what do you know about the world? You’re still pretty young!’ Well I’m fucking sick of it. .”

The words come out like a flood, it feels like I can’t stop! I want to stop but I can’t, they just keep pouring out of me like river.

Like a damn that was finally broken. First a few drops. . .then a small stream. . .then the rest of the flood.

“You can’t keep telling me to cheer up when there isn’t anything to be happy over anymore ! Fuck man- when was the last time you have asked me ‘How was school today’ ?”

“Don’t you dare get smart with me! Don’t you think I try my best, Michael!?”

She’s screaming now.

“I try my best as a mother to provide you with a home, a bed, clothes to wear, food to eat ! I don’t get a fucking ‘thank you for any of it !”

“Yeah! Mum I think you blatantly forget, that is the bare fucking minimum that you are supposed to do for your child !”

. . . I scream back.

“Thank you for providing the things that I needed as a child ! The shit that I NEEDED, yes ! You could’ve been utterly fucking neglectful but Jesus for you to be emotionally unavailable is just as terrible !”

This was the first time, in a long time that I have seen my mother display such raw emotion. Her face. .i can’t even recognize her face now. It’s all scrunched up and red with anger. It looks as if steam is about to start shooting out of her ears as if she’s some sort of cartoon character.

“All of the sacrifices, all of the time, pain, energy- whatever! I gave up my entire LIFE to raise you as best as I can, your father and I working for hours ! Hardly being home to make sure YOU have a place to rest your head at night ! And you’re right! What the hell do you know about living ? Normally when teenagers complain about wanted to be treated like adults it’s because they ARE being treated as such ! You’re sad ! Okay ! I get it Michael but for fuck sake stop making it everyone else’s problem !”

I had already emotionally disconnected from this conversation. .i start to walk towards the front door, not even looking at Jane anymore.

“Oh where are you going now.”

She says, her voice starting to become quiet

“Out.”

“With whom ?”

“. . .”

“Michael Alex Holden. I know you hear me speaking to you.”

I do. But I don’t say a word. .i don’t say a word as I open the door and I remain silent as I leave the house.

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womp womp hope u like it or wtv

[inkwingsinc]

Question round (I love these so much)

1. What made you decide to become a writer? (was it always something you knew you wanted to do or did it come to you later on in life.)

2. What was your favourite genre’s growing up? (could be a genre from movies or books)

3. What is your proofreading process like?

4. How do you stay motivated in your writing process?

That’s it for my question round 😂.

ps. Any chance for an update this week? 🙏 ❤️

This is so cute omg, thank you for the questions I love them too! <3333

I didn't really decide to be a writer, it just became a hobby organically in childhood. I wrote my first "story" at age 6 because I was obsessed with R.L. Stine kid's horror stories and the "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark" series (and at age 8 I got in trouble for bringing my mom's Stephen King books to class LOL). It's always something I've just kind of *done*. I work in an unrelated field to publishing but I write a lot for work, so I think the hobby has served me well outside of stories, too.

Horror!!!! Scifi and fantasy were a close second in a cozy lil tie. In young adulthood I got really into romance which had some uhhhhh interesting interactions with my previous predilections

My proofreading process is chaotic and 100% novice. I write like a demon on crack for the first draft, and then a day or so later I'll sweep through it with a blowtorch and do a hack-job of copy-pasting entire passages into the order I want them. I catch myself switching tenses OFTEN because the tense I imagine stories in is different than the tense I write in (so there are quite a few typos I'll have to fix on the back end when I complete my fics/stories). Also I get "sticky" on certain words. I keep trying to put the word "ameliorate" in damn near everything I write and I have to go back and beat myself with a stick to remove it from appearing 3000 times (I think I may have been successful so far...)

Motivation? I don't know her *cries* This might be an unpopular answer but for me writing is an entirely passive process. My imagination runs laps around my actual writing speed so a lot of it is just me sitting in front of my laptop and being Tortured By Visions until I'm satisfied. This has unfortunately led me to take long hiatuses from stories (RIP Sanguine Witch est. 2018) because if my mind isn't chewing on it, the words don't come.

BONUS: I am trying to update tomorrow but I'm a horrible little gremlin that keeps deleting paragraphs. I appreciate everyone's patience <3

[tsaritsa]

get in babe we’re reviving ask culture 🏃‍♀️

what’s been on your mind recently? any works/characters/ships/dynamics/themes you’ve been particularly drawn to and thinking juicy thoughts of? is there something itching that perfect part of your brain? is there an image or aesthetic you can’t shake because it’s just so good? any banger lines you’ve written that may not have a full chapter around them yet but you’re very proud?

meggie maggie megamind i can always rely on u to ask such lovely, thought-provoking questions <3333

what's been on my mind lately is nanowrimo! i've only managed to finish it once before, but i've put myself down for it this year and i'm gonna work my butt off to succeed. the piece is that dhr one that i've written 50k for already, and so it's just my way of ensuring that i wrote down every kind of idea possible for these two rather than fall into the usual pattern of edit whilst i write (so easy to get stuck into the little details that ultimately don't matter).

i think the big theme that i'm working around with the project is the process of grief, the many ways that forgiveness can manifest, and how to move on from one significant chapter of ur life into a new, scary and unknown one. a LOT of it is me inserting myself into hermione's character and playing around with this shift into adulthood and the ways that things will change beyond our control, but also thinking about beyond the self, and acknowledging that everyone goes thru the same journey. i guess at the end of it i want ppl to recognise the humility and grace that comes with maturing, and see that within their own personal journeys.

there's a lot of lines from this draft that i'm terribly terribly pleased with, but this exchange below i am loving bc it's like. war ethics. genuine debate. two very opposite sides trying to understand one another and to try??? the act of offering weakness to understand, to learn????? i go fucking feral.

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Happy STS! Since you're on the second draft of ur WIP, how was the progress of the first draft? What are some things you learned during it? What is something you would do differently for your next first draft?

It's so rare to see a writeblr going through revisions and i find your commentary very inspiring. One day i too will be telling myself to leave the sentence be for another draft LOLLL

Oooh I love this question so goddamn much!!! (well, ig it's sort of two? three? questions.) I had so much fun answering this<3333 It was an excellent chance at reflection.

How was the progress of the first draft?

(lol I did not intend for my answer to be this long but it just kept going. But I like the idea of being very transparent about the journey because I hear a lot of nice, summed up "one day I sat down and wrote a novel, the next month I had a manuscript and started querying" stories and I think that can be really invalidating for people for whom the journey isn't that smooth if that is the only narrative you hear.)

I think I came up with the story idea some time in 2019. It was one of those, "princess runs away from an arranged marriage but [redacted due to spoilers]" concepts but at the time I was worldbuilding for other things so I put it aside for later.

About a year later, when I had not made much progress on my other WIPs (due to not having enough worldbuilding ideas to carry a fantasy or sci-fi story and banging my head against a wall trying to think up something I was happy with), I decided, ah what the hell, I'll try this instead.

I picked it because it was a simple concept--an idea fit for a standalone novel on the shorter end, with a fairly small setting and requiring little worldbuilding. It seemed like it would be good practice before I seriously tackled my more ambitious WIPs.

It still took a while to actually get writing. I tried three or four times to make an outline--one was more than 8000 words--and ended up scrapping each of them because when I got to actually writing the scenes I had outlined I found them dry and soulless. I was just going through events that needed to happen but there was no emotion, no humour, no themes, nothing. I tried to write the first chapter once or twice but I started the story too early in the timeline and lost the momentum to keep going. Finally, I wrote a scene somewhere in the middle (the one where Sorin figures out Adris is a girl) and it was the first I was actually happy with. I had fun writing it and then reading it again, and it finally felt like there was some "life" behind the plot I had been failing to outline. I rewrote that scene in both first and third person, decided I liked 1st better, and tried to keep adding to it. Then I had about 3600 words. I wrote another scene near the end (when Isadred and Firnen meet; though I changed this later) and it gave me some direction to work towards.

Then I did not touch the project again for several months.

One day in November of 2021 (NaNoWriMo month but I hadn't heard of it yet) I decided to just go for it and put a bunch of time aside to write like crazy. I started from chapter one and had two rules, 1. Start chapter one as late into the story as possible, and 2. keep it going--don't edit (not even spelling unless it is absolutely critical for me to make sense of later), if I get stuck just jump ahead to the next scene I can write, and if I don't know what happens next just ramble about everything that can't happen until I figure out a situation where that does not apply.

It worked. Really well. The next things I knew (about three weeks in) I had roughly 48 000 words. Some days I was hitting 13-14 000 words per day. Then I took a break because uni and came back to it in April 2022. Same rules, same deal. Suddenly I had 112 572 words.

I got stuck on the ending. I wrote a few scenes but didn't like them. So I figured I would just call it a finished manuscript, put it aside for a while, and come back to it when the time was right.

About two months ago I thought up part of a better ending while in the shower and a few weeks ago, just before I started the second draft I figured out the rest. So I knew it was time and I went back to it.

What are some things you learned during it?

I had a lot of fun. I laughed a lot at the banter and dramatic irony, I highlighted my favourite lines to look back on later, and I left funny comments for myself in the margins. The weird part was that I was not expecting it to be fun at all. I see so much writing content about how hard writing is and how much writers hate it, especially first drafts, and I have done my share of banging my head against a wall (especially in my other WIPs) but, for me at least, it is one thing to get stuck on a plot point, but if I am finding every single new sentence to be a struggle to get down it is probably because my story has not come to life yet. I am writing too much from a place of "hit each plot point in my outline" and not enough from a place of "you know what would be fun/gut-wrenching/shocking/funny/clever/insightful?".

Believe it or not, the middle section was the most fun to write.

I have also come to believe ardently in these commonly touted morsels of advice:

if your story is losing momentum after only a few chapters you either don't know where you are going with it or you have started too far before the inciting incident.

Name your first draft draft zero, garbage draft, word vomit (or in my case, "idk what the FUCK this it looks pretty cool tho"), and just expect utter garbage.

Don't look back, just keep going. You know that thing in improv where they do the "yes, and..." exercise? Do that.

If you are stuck on what happens next, skip that scene and go to the next. There is a chance you may not even need the scene you were stuck on. Long time skips in the same chapter are allowed.

If you don't know what to write just sit down and start rambling. As long as you know what you are trying to write towards, eventually you'll end up there and you can cut the bloat later.

Know your climatic moment before you start--not your ending, but the big final showdown the story is building to. You don't have to know how it resolves (I didn't figure that out until like six weeks ago) but know who is in your final battle and where it takes place.

Don't research. Don't worldbuild. If you need a piece of information you don't have, write [insert type of medieval ship here] and move on.

What is something you would do differently for your next first draft?

I am honestly not sure on this one... I do wish I was a more skilled writer prose-wise because my first drafts would need a lot less editing later on if descriptive, poetic prose came as naturally to me as dialogue and emotional one-liners. But all I can really do for that is keep practicing.

The only other thing I wished I had done from the start was keep a journal, log, or blog of my progress, and save some of the funny comments and [somehow our two romantic leads have to sword fight their way out of a masquerade ball in this scene while dressed to the nines] notes-in-brackets I left in the draft but went back and deleted later once I actually filled out the scene. Hence the existence of this blog now.

One of these days I would also like to develop a proper writing schedule to make more consistent progress throughout the year (instead of the random sprints of activity followed by months of not touching it that I do now). But between the ADHD and the Chronic Fatigue Syndrome I don't know when that will happen.

[synonymroll648]

Izzy hi hi hi! I have done my 500 words and come with a snippet for you. I am fumbling in the dark with this one, Tam and I are trying to figure out what the fuck is going on together :)

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His voice drew Tam’s gaze back, piercing through the dark. Had Keefe gotten closer? 

How had he missed it? 

Tam’s body went rigid, the cool air doing nothing to combat the turmoil stirring in his mind, leaving him to fend for himself. “What--what are you doing? Cut it out.” 

Brow furrowing, the words took a moment to pierce through Keefe’s thick skull. 

When they did, he took a step away.

dira hi hi hi!! i am so very sorry that it took me this long to reply. (i kinda. kinda um. deleted all 11 pages of the draft i was on because i decided it wasn't good enough. and then took a while to figure out what i wanted the driving factor of the plot to be because i didn't know what i was doing and i needed something more solid and i had cornered myself into angst territory i didn't know how to resolve. so. hopefully this third draft will be the last draft! and that it stays fluffy!)

anyway. i feel like i have seen this snippet before?? given to someone else?? which is odd?? but regardless of whether or not i'm right, absolutely loving it. kam close proximity <3333 they're so silly. love love love the way you write them!!

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He notes gulon pajamas, and eyelashes that are long and dark and confusingly nice to look at - which makes him think of the echodon ride to Alluveterre, the first time he’d really noticed them - which makes heat begin to fester under his skin, because that was a lot of physical contact and- 

-Keefe starts talking again, and it’s enough to get his brain to shut up.

[navysealt4t]

what is your ideal scene of a navyseal confession. Like who falls first, who confesses first, how does it go, do they plan out this whole big thing or is just very sudden. pls 🙏

(also ps hello, you're rlly cool)

just fucking 🧍‍♂️ found this in my drafts i’m so sorry moxy i forgot this existed bc it wasn’t in my inbox ITS BEEN MORE THAN A MONTH 😭😭😭 anyways um. so sorry enjoy these navyseal thoughts from a month ago <3

!!!! HI MOXY U ARE VERY COOL TOO <3333

but!!!! ouughhhhh <3 i’m always open for navyseal thoughts let’s fucking go

i think both of them fall when they first meet, but jay doesn’t notice because she’s so focused on finding out about her sister and being a navy spy. and when she DOES notice, she very much avoids her feelings. she’s meant to be a spy and she’s meant to betray them. gill falls and is very aware of his honor and being a champion. he doesn’t push his feelings away but he knows that was champion of the undersea he was discouraged from romantic relationships. and ESPECIALLY with a human from the oversea.

i think as they grow closer gill would be the first to try to confess. he would ask to do something that’s intimate and/or romantic in undersea culture and jay would just not understand it has romantic connotations lmao. this would probably happen for a while and gill would think things were going well and jay is just so oblivious

i think the big confession would happen after the block. like directly after on the ship or in all-port. it wouldn’t be a big speech of love . it’d be simple. they’d hold hands maybe and share a look and maybe jay would understand gill likes her too.

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@wind-becomes-lightning TUMBLR ATE UR ASK SOMEWHERE BETWEEN INBOX AND DRAFT 😢😢😢😢 anywayyyyy here r the kids!!!!!!!! they are comparing parent histories via history books and shitty drawings AKSNJSJA i had so much fun drawing them!!!!!!!! genuinely. babies. so true <3

also i had a LOT of ideas and the only one i didn’t write was sayuri and obito meetup bc idk enough ab their relationship and that’s more your territory ajsjdbjshdjd <3333

this is just the most brain vomit thing ever, and it’s also from the pov of nsmap obkkrin :3 mostly lol

obito appears alone first, in the middle of kkyuri + kids Normal Family Walk Time. this immediately sends kks and sayuri freaking The Fuck out bc sayuri can’t see a genjutsu and kakashi doesn’t sense one, so what kind of sick joke is somebody playing on them?

obito, who’s just gotten back from saving his kids from their own dimensional fuckery w his partners, is also Freaking The Fuck Out because WHERE ARE THEY???? he sees kakashi, takes half a step towards him in relief before he pauses because hey, that’s not his kakashi, that’s not rin, and they definitely only have two kids and none of those are them.

few tense moments pass before kkrin+twins+minato blip into existence, minato’s seal flaming at their feet. “shit,” kakashi mutters, then is immediately tackled by obito who takes the whole family down with him. “holy shit i thought i lost you guys,” etc etc. they stand back up and. oh yeah. the other dimension kakashi who looks like he’s going to pass out, held up by who they can only assume is his wife who also looks like she’s going to die.

“uh. hi.” obito says, something something introductions, yes we’re real we’re from a different dimension and trying to get home. yeah but we need a new seal because some idiot burnt it up in transit (“i memorized it, dumbass,” kakashi says, tapping his head in clear irritation, like they’ve had this argument before). oh you have some on you? sweet!

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nisi!kakashi and kakashi

kakashi takes the paper and ink from New Dimension kakashi, who now looks considerably calmer and now just.. confused. kakashi can help with that. “the kids got ahold of a scrapped seal of minato’s,” he explains, taking a few steps away to lead nisi!kakashi somewhere quieter. “sent them back in time, and we went to save them. but the seal was still faulty, it’s a miracle they made it in one piece. so we fixed it, but apparently accidentally figured out how to cross dimensions instead of travel. so, we landed here and now we just really want to get back home.”

nisi!kakashi and kakashi get to some talking, though neither are very talkative and prefer observing. but as they hear everyone else getting to talking, comparing dimensions, well.

kakashi: is dad alive here?

nisi!kakashi: …no. he died when i was six. [silence] but. i got to see him in the afterlife, get my closure and all that. (does this kakashi experience the same? have they had a war yet? looking at obito, alive and well, perhaps not. did he get that closure?)

kakashi, looking at nisi!kakashi with slight concern: ,.right. the afterlife. :/ uh well dad’s actually alive where i am. came back about a year ago from captivity. (so there’s no need to help a different kakashi search for his lost father here, then, if he really did die. that’s…something).

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nisi kid ocs and the twins+minato

the kids are already comparing parents. in this universe, obito seems to have gone down a bad path and started a war. but he ended up good, tsuki and obito and miu say, because that’s what their dad always tells them. he was good in the end.

minato, keeping an eye on the kids and observing from behind, looks sick.

the twins think the drawn version of juubito looks cool as hell. they go and recreate their own iteration of their obito but with mokuton, because he doesn’t have a ten-tails. oh, but you know who has a three tails? mama! it’s name is isobu and he’s super cool. he makes swimming super/ fun.

obito’s next in line for the hat in the nsmap universe. but in this one, kakashi got to be hokage? that’s super cool! the twins get to see all the technological advances he brought to konoha, as well as how he settled treaties with other nations. he did a lot here! that’s what grandpa’s doing in our universe.

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nisi!kakashi and rin

nisi!kakashi and rin visit for a bit. it’s not as awkward as kakashi expected it to be, but he supposes that’s because they’ve had time to. recover. he did still chidori rin in nsmap universe, rin still chose that path. but this time isobu saved her because there was no obito around to save their bodies from the kiri nin, because he was at home doing physical therapy.

rin and isobu have made peace with each other. she hopes that this universe’s kakashi’s made peace with his rin, even if she is dead.

—

nisi!kakashi and kakashi

kakashi: so, do you have. hound?

nisi!kakashi: the…anbu? i did anbu for a good portion of my life, and i was hound, yes.

kakashi, hurriedly: nvm. forget i said that love and light. <3

—

nisi!kakashi and obito

kakashi’s already made peace with obito. but he’s curious about what would’ve happened if things had gone differently.

kannabi still happened, but his struggle in nisi!kakashi’s universe is replaced by a mental, physical, and emotional struggle in the form of healing from kannabi. which sure, happened in this universe too, but he wasn’t around people to hurt. in nsmap universe, he hurt the people closest to him frequently in fits of anger. but he healed eventually, moved in with and got married to kkrin. they had momo and mosu (unplanned smh), and here they are now.

so there never was a war. at the very least, “did you ever meet zetsu?”

“hm?”

“plant guy made out of the same stuff as hashirama cells. orchestrated the whole war, manipulated. you.”

and obito looks pale, because yes. he does know zetsu. he just also wasn’t entirely aware zetsu wasn’t just a figment of his imagination.

this changes things.

—

so this is who obito is named after.

he seems nice, at least. he’s funny, and everyone else enjoys him. he’s grown flowers for everyone and is currently throwing a hollow wooden ball that he made himself for his own kids to run and catch.

.

mosu’s the one that’s proudly introducing everyone, and obito has to smile when obito’s introduced.

he looks timid. he’s wearing kakashi’s old clothes, or a copy of them. they’re far less bossy on obito’s wary look than kakashi’s demanding stance.

—

momo and mosu using anbu sign (learned from hound) to communicate with each other (planning on attacking minato in secret), tsuki trained to respond on instinct having the WORST and most confused time ever trying not to slap their hands out of the air to get them to stop.

nisi!kakashi a bit confused because hey. aren’t those supposed to be super-fucking-secret? he looks at kakashi like 🤨🤨 and kakashi just blinks and looks away (<- so not ready to talk ab hound with other people, even himself from another universe).

[cadaverousdecay]

hi leaf hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii hellloooooo i love you <33333 i hope you have a good day today and i hope you eat something tasty and i hope you do something today that you enjoy <333 also, how's the short story coming along? :)

hi nicoooo for the love of god hellooooo!!!!!!!!!! i love you too so so much <333333 oughhh thank u 🥺🥺 i hope your day is wonderful too and full of big and little pleasures <3333

i haven’t been working in it much lately, i have an outline and one page of a rough draft. i think i need to go out of order and just piece as much together as i can before trying to go through and get it all down. i haven’t written an actual short story in so long it’s sooooo hard why can’t the plot and prose and symbolism and metaphor and themes and motifs just appear eloquently on the page 😩 i’ll send u the rough draft once i finish it if u want to read it :3

[colgatebluemintygel]

hi, do you have any tips on cutting words down in chapters. I tend to go way overboard but I really struggle with cutting scenes because I feel like the scene doesn't flow properly without what I've already written

hello anon !!

i'm definitely no expert, but my main advice is really just to edit edit edit. i spend a long time editing, and it takes me longer to edit than it does to write. if you feel like you’re cutting out so much that it doesn’t make sense, try to work on a micro level, trimming down words. plucking leaves off the tree instead of branches! quite often, i'll spend an hour just working on a single paragraph, adjusting the words and phrasing until i feel like i've gotten as much out it as possible. my first drafts are always full of words like 'that' and 'really' and 'almost', and they're usually the first to go. i also look out for sentences where i'm just repeating myself (this happens a lot). tied to this: show don't tell! these kinds of writing rules aren't law and defo don't Always apply, but i do find them helpful to keep in mind as i'm editing. i quite often will find moments in my writing where i've 'told' something (ie: remus is kind), and then have immediately followed it up with by 'showing' (ie: an example of remus being kind), so i try to cut out the 'telling' as much as possible.

if you’re finding a scene boring to write, change it! up the stakes, add conflict (even at a micro level), even write a way around it if you can! sometimes i get stuck in the mindset of trying to include every little thing… but you don’t need to! if you don’t like it, change it. kill it. eat it

i love stripping back dialogue. in the first draft, i’ll just write the characters saying exactly what they mean, and then as i edit, i’ll try to adjust the words until that meaning has been pushed back to the subtext (esp in emotional scenes). usually this means that conversations end up shorter! less words are spoken! but i do think they're more effective for it. (sidenote: i would really love to go back and apply some of this advice to wiwhw, because i feel like a lot of the dialogue is v on the nose lmao.. but! i'm learning as i go x)

i also try to remind myself that simplicity isn't a bad thing. it’s actually a v good thing! not every sentence needs to be complex or elaborate. i find it helpful to keep in mind that ultimately i'm trying to communicate with the reader. i’m trying to tell a story! so i aim 2 strip back anything that inhibits that

you know what they say: kill ur darlings <3 for each fic i have a lovely little graveyard where i dump sentences and scenes. they are my darlings;;;; i treasure them and i never like seeing them go. but i also never put them back in after i've taken them out, so as much as it hurts, it works </3

lastly, re: flow! before the final edit, i like to leave the chapter for a few days without looking at it so i can come back to it with fresh (ish) eyes. this part usually reveals awkward phrasing, which i often miss when i'm in the thick of editing because i got used to it !! (i also have a tendency to be wordy;;;; giving myself a bit of space helps me see areas where i can use a few words instead of many !)

i hope this helps xxxx again, i'm no expert and everyone has their own ways of doing things, but these are some tips i find helpful! MWAH happy writing <3333

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Sick au with concerned/worried prompt 21. “Is there something you’re not telling me?” College Natalie isn’t being told the complete truth about her dads health 🥺 She comes home for spring break or something, already kind of suspicious because they hadn’t answered any FaceTimes from her for a few weeks. Synthia looks worse than he did the last time they Ft (or Skyped, trying not be an iPhone elitist lol)

I will be an apple elitist I actually saw this prompt come thru when I was in the Apple Store getting my new phone a few weeks ago right before I turned in my old one<3 I’m writing this for u bc u were right I haven’t written bratpack in a while so here u go my bratpack requesting bestie <3333

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Natalie bounced her knee nervously sat on the bench outside the airport, the humid spring air around her felt almost as suffocating as her nerves.

Her parents’ car pulled up in front of her soon enough, Kendall in the driver’s seat and Gia in the passenger. Synthia was nowhere to be found, making her stomach twist in knots. It had been weeks since she had FaceTimed her parents and actually saw them. She hadn’t heard much of Synthia either, Kendall and Gia always claiming he was either asleep or at an appointment whenever she called.

“Hi honey,” Gia called from the open window, waving her over. She noticed how they looked tired as did Kendall as he got out and helped her with her bags.

“Hi noni, hi daddy,” she said, buckling herself in the back, “where’s dada?”

She heard Kendall suck in a breath, his lips stretching in a counterfeit smile. “He’s resting at home.”

“Cut the shit!” Natalie snapped, surprising both her and her parents, “is there something you’re not telling me?”

Kendall looked at her in the backseat through the rear view mirror, his eyes were tired and slightly bloodshot too like he hadn’t been sleeping. “He’s not well, Nat.”

Natalie didn’t know what to say, apparently no one did because they rode the rest of the way home in silence.

When they pulled in the driveway, she nearly sprinted from the car, leaving them to grab her things. She made a beeline for her parents bedroom where she knew Synthia was likely resting.

The bedroom door was shut tightly as to not let any drafts in. Her heart beat hard in her chest as she opened the door, finding Synthia in the middle of the bed, curled up in the fetal position underneath the heavy blankets.

“Dada?” She whimpered, sounding so small and young.

“Nat?” He replied back, his voice crackly like it hadn’t been used in a while. It sounded painful.

She sat on the edge of the bed beside him, trying not to gasp when she saw him. He looked worse for wear than she ever remembered him to look. The last time she had FaceTimed him, he looked healthier. Right now, his face seemed gaunt and hollow, his skin pale and his lips cracking, she could even see a bruise on his bony shoulder peeking out from the collar of his oversized sweatshirt, meaning he must’ve fallen somewhat recently. She hadn’t meant to get up and leave the room right away, but she couldn’t bear the sight of him, thin and tired looking as he slipped in and out of consciousness.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She said, Kendall and Gia standing in the living room, waiting for her to come confront them. “You promised when I went away you’d always keep me updated! You promised!”

Gia hung their head in shame. “We’re sorry. We wanted you to focus on midterms.”

“We thought it was for the best,” Kendall tried, to no avail.

“You know universities have policies in place for things like this! I would’ve come home, fuck the midterms!”

“Natalie,” Kendall warned, though as soon as he did, he mentally took it back. She had every right to be angry.

She softened, her shoulders slumping as she wrapped her arms around herself and sniffled. “I-I’m sorry, I’m so-he looks so awful. I’ve never seen him this thin before, is he even eating at all? And if he’s this bad why is he not in the hospital?”

“He can’t keep much down,” Gia answered solemnly, “and he was sent home from the hospital. They said there wasn’t much they can do there and he’d be more comfortable at home.”

Natalie wished that the thought that popped into her head would disappear but she couldn’t help her need to know. “Please don’t lie to me, is he-?”

Kendall knew exactly what she meant, he and Gia had the same hushed conversations in the kitchen many times lately. “We don’t know. His doctor’s been coming and doing home visits, he says he thinks it’s just a bad flare up and to call an ambulance if he has more trouble breathing but he hasn’t explicitly said he thinks anything’s terribly wrong. Except what we already know is terribly wrong.”

Falling into her daddy’s arms, he held her up as she sobbed into his hoodie, Gia wrapping their arms around them too, hushing her.

“It’ll be okay, sweetheart. Dada’s gonna be okay,” Kendall whispered, trying to convince her, himself, and Gia all at once.

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Hiiii!!!!!!

Lovely I hope you are well!

My personal opinion is that because the miscarriage is a central plot device in the current story, it sort of feels like at the end of this part having or deciding to have a baby will act as a signal to a new page in their relationship? That’s probably why people are appearing to be “fixed” on whether a baby can happen?

I don’t think it’s people don’t care what is happening at the end of the current story now? Because you obviously hinted about the major stuff they would be doing and would be happening at the end!!!!!!!!!(I am so excited!) (Though I would say Charles should take some of the blame giving the fandom baby fever with that video!!!) A lot of them probably just view the whole story in continuum, the maybe-sequel is already viewed as part of the storyline?

I personally don’t ask much is simply because you look so busy with school now and with snippets of what you said would be discussed, I’m just waiting for whenever your time allows for it to be posted.

You are not obligated to do anything you’re not comfortable with doing. And it doesnt matter even if you said you’d do it or said maybe you’d do it.

And don’t worry about the final parts, they would for sure be perfect.

Hope your midterms go smoothly <3

Xoxoxo

Hi dear!! Good to hear from you <3

I've been struggling to draft an answer to this for like twenty minutes. I'm not really sure what to say other than I disagree. The miscarriage was a plot device, but it's not the plot. You can write a story about a breakup and not have them get back together at the end. Resolving a plot point doesn't mean reversing what happened, sometimes it means accepting it finding a way to move on. I think I've been pretty clear from the start that this isn't a fic about a baby. There are lots of fics on ao3 about them raising kids together, and I love those fics! This just isn't one of those

Like I said a little while ago, I'm not mad or blaming anyone or anything like that. I'm always, always happy when people are excited about something and I never want to lessen that . All I meant was that it's a little strange to get nothing but asks about them raising a baby when the fic I'm currently writing isn't about a baby at all. They don't even know if they can have a baby or if it's realistic for them. All the things that made Charles want an abortion are still there. I know everyone's excited about them getting a happy ending and god knows we all have baby fever. Their happy ending for this fic just won't include a baby, and while the sequel has a baby in it, I'm not even sure if I'm even going to write it yet

Sorry if any of this comes off as harsh; it's never my intention and I always appreciate hearing from you! Just trying to be really clear. Thank you as always for the ask and I hope you're doing well <3333