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i am reblogging everything at once i do not care i literally stopped caring the second i saw that you tagged me in this masterpiece because i don't remember adding much to the ship's discussions (and i'm too scared to even look at it anymore xD my art back then is giving me goosebumps hhh) and definitively did not talk nearly enough about my headcanons about my favorite little silly guys so nah nope i'm spamming you with love right now be prepared for the heart attack koti!!! <3333

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Oh just look at them! Nightmare experiences a bunch of different feelings here. At first he is embarrassed he got called out for being jealous, next Killer teasing him doesn't make it easier and lastly he commits to public kissing XD. So cute.

Nightmare's part when he says "we barely know him and I don't.." it was mean to be barely readable since he just talks to get out of the situation but he got interrupted by Killer. But if anyone has trouble reading that I can make a transcript!

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Just in case you didn’t know - this story is inspired by @zu-is-here, @help-im-a-gay-fish @yuriyuruandyuraart and some other people, and is about what if all characters we know are just actors playing their roles in some kind of TV shows. The names are the same, but personality can be different.

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Jealousy, Jealousy

i really loved how bad for business turned out, and it seems you all did too!! so here's a continuation of the bfb universe/storyline :) it's not exactly a part two

warnings! jealousy (sanji's)

word count: 1,720

opla! sanji x f! reader

i actually took the time to reference back to this scene in the live action to make sure i got their orders right :) !! also hi i am alive !!! i just got busy with work- and i had a mini con to go to this weekend and i cosplayed nami! :D -> i have also been struggling with tremendous writers block, and was trying to force myself to write about zoro for days! but i couldn't, and i was frustrated with myself untill i rememebred this isnt a job, this is for fun for me and you guys. so i went back to some of the things i've written and felt like i could continue this one :) the story really flowed from there and i wrote a lot in a short span sooooooo &lt;3 ily all! thanks for reading as always <3333

sanji vinsmoke is jealous. 

the cook is used to woman falling at his feet, swooning over his flirty personality. either that or they get annoyed at him and clearly show disinterest. (oftentimes calling him names and sometimes resulting in him getting hit)

but you, the one girl he actually held a candle for, he couldn’t even seem to get a rejection from you. that would’ve made things so much easier for him and his heart. it’s gotten to the point he’s wishing you would tell him you don’t return his feelings. sure it would hurt in the moment, but at least he could have (hopefully) forced himself to move on.

but no, you won’t reject him; nor will you swoon at his advances. they seem to roll right off you like beads of rain on a window. never a hint of blush on your cheeks, no angrily quirked brows. how was he meant to understand? there are two reasonable reactions to such a forward man, either interest or not. how do you manage to toe the line so perfectly?

it drove him mad, not only were you horribly hard to read, every once in a while you would flirt aggressively back at him. it would always catch the poor boy off guard, leaving him stunned and blushing standing wherever he was. oftentimes you did it right in the middle of the kitchen, leaving him to deal with the playful teasing of the other workers, walking off to continue doing your job. 

you would be the death of him surely.

especially when the sight of you smiling so sweetly at that stupid swordsman causes a painful squeeze in his chest. his grip on the tray he was holding is bruising, and there’s a jealous rage brewing inside of him.

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“hello my name is y/n, and i’ll be your waitress today. can i start you guys with any refreshments?” you flip over a page on your notepad, ready to write down the group's requests. what a charming bunch they were, with just a glance you could tell they really cared for one another.

“i’ll take a beer,” the green haired man speaks up, and you nod with a smile.

“i’ll take two beers, i normally have three but..” he trails off as the woman at the table speaks up.

“i’ll take a water.”

“and a glass of milk!” the endearing boy with a straw hat adds on, his words are muffled by the bun he was still chewing. when coming to greet them you’d brough over a basket of perfectly warmed buns with butter. nodding at them all, your pen into your apron as you repeat back to them. 

“three beers, milk and water, coming right up you guys.” you step back with a bow, turning towards the kitchen. doing so you notice your best friend is glaring in your direction, and as you walk back you tilt your head at him. when you get closer you realize his glare wasn't directed towards you, but the swordsman you had taken the order from. he doesn’t even seem to pay you any mind as you approach him, too focused on the table you had just walked away from. when you reach him where he stands in front of the doorway, you snap your fingers in his face. it seems to snap him out of it, and he looks down at you with a charming smile.

“hello my love, what can i do for you?” his hand is placed on your shoulder sweetly. the touch warms your body, but you shake it off to cross your arms. 

“what’s up with you, why were you glaring at my table? do you know them?” you gesture back towards your table, and a flush washes over his face when he realizes he’d been caught. he straightens his tie in an attempt to shake off his shame,

“not a clue who they are darling.” your eyebrow raises in suspicion, you’re not buying it. he seems to know you won’t, and he tucks his hand into his pockets as he shrugs.

“you just glare at people you don’t know now sanj?” a pout forms out of frustration. while you were wondering why he was lying to you so blatantly, he was internally swooning at how adorable you looked in that moment, and the sweet way you'd shortend his name. the grip you had over his heart was the strongest in all the seas.

“don’t worry, pretty lady, it’s nothing. now if you’ll excuse me i’ve got my own tables to wait on.” he’s internally scrambling to figure out how to distract you from what he was caught doing, in a moment of boldness (or a crazy attempt to change the subject), he leans down to press a kiss to the side of your head.

the action causes your eyes to almost bulge out of your head as you begin to blush. a smug smile forms on sanji’s face at the sight, he’d never felt more accomplished than he did in that moment. not only had he distracted you, he’d made your face light up all pretty and embarrassed. he winked at you before brushing past you to do his job, pushing open the swinging door into the kitchen behind you.

you’re left in shock trying to wrap your brain around his actions, ‘what had gotten into him?’ as bold and flirtatious as he was, you would have never expected a display like that in front of all the customers.

oh shit, the customers. ‘had anyone seen that? oh gods.’ your hands clench into fists as you attempt to bring yourself back to reality and calm down, and you push past the doors of the kitchen. your eyes are focused on the ground as you collect the drinks needed for your table, placing them all on a tray and balancing them on one hand. you take a moment to breathe in and compose yourself before walking back out into the dining room. 

you eyes scan the room and find your favorite blond waiting on a table on the opposite side of the room of your own. his location makes it easy to return to the table without incident, placing down the three beers before the milk and water. with a smile, you tuck the tray under your arm and pull out your notepad again to continue taking their orders. maybe doing your job could distract from the rapid beating in your chest.

“you guys decided on food yet?” 

“one of everything!” the boy with a straw hat speaks up, and you quirk your eyebrow. they didn't look like the big spenders you were used too, but it wasn’t really your place to mention that. your smile never slips as you nod, writing it down and once again bowing before you leave. by your luck sanji seems to be waiting for you at the doorway of the kitchen. so much for the idea you had to avoid him until you’d calmed down.

he holds his hand out, offering to take your tray from you. his kind offer brings a smile to your lips, and you decide to shove down whatever inner turmoil was happening and act like what he did hadn’t happened. (he sure was.)

“any interesting orders?” he smiles, quirking a brow at you as you offer him your serving tray. you laugh, holding out your notepad to show him where you had written down ‘one of everything’ sanji’s heart squeezes at how cute your handwriting is, and he can’t help the chuckle. “well it looks like you’ll need some help taking out this order then, love.” the pet name causes the usual skip in your heartbeat, and you smile, nodding in acceptance of his offer for help, pushing past him into the kitchen to get your cooks started on the order of everything.

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the food gets taken out in waves, sanji always accompanying you with an extra plate or two. the table is rather nice about it, they’re always caught up in conversation. even still they thank you for every plate you place down, they seem like genuine people. it warms your heart to see such a close group of friends. 

you can’t help but notice the way sanji doesn’t even pay the girl at the table any mind, too busy glaring at the green haired man, his hands lingering on your shoulder or back longer than they needed to. how he’d managed to add on to his unusual behavior, you wouldnt understand.

not that he really had any reason to be placing a tender hand on your back while you were serving guests. the third time it happens you turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow, and he turns to smile down at you sweetly, his hand on your back rubbing up and down. you look at him incredulously, sanji steps back, bowing before walking back towards the kitchen. before he left his gaze lingered on the man longer than should have been acceptable. you have to hold back a frustrated huff, turning back to the table with a plastered smile

“don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything! i hope you enjoy your meal.” you finish off the sentence with a bow, turning to look at the swordsman when he speaks up with a snort. “are you sure, wouldn’t want to make your busboy anymore jealous than he already is?” your eyes widen in confusion, not only at the notion, but the unnecessary insult towards your sanji.

“whatever could you mean.” the whole table turns to you, and the redhead quirks a brow at you, adding on.

“you’re not really that clueless, are you?” your mouth drops open, and a blush begins to cover your cheeks.

“no, i didn’t think i was.”

and then you’re even more confused. what reason would he have to be jealous over you and a random guest? it’s not like the man had even given you the time of day, or you’d even wanted it?  all you’d done was take his orders. 

the thought feels so impossible, even so it has already quickly begun eating away at your brain and heart. it was the only logical explanation for all his odd behaviors tonight.

sanji vinsmoke, was jealous. over you.

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Hi! I absolutely love your fics, could you do a fake insta fic with timothee? The face claim being Rachel Zegler with she/her pronouns. Thanks!

pairing: timothee chalamet x fem!reader

a/n: nonnie there is no excuse as to why this took me so long apart from the fact that i was in a slump... but now i am (sorta) not! i hope you guys like it and have a great day & week xxx (also some of these "posts" are very self-indulgent AND i'm going to the eras tour twice next year so i'm just so excited aaahhhh!!!!!!)

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It's crazy to me that people call Jonathan a himbo, he's so methodical and clever! It makes sense that Mina would be attracted to someone bright too

Yes, anon, you’re so speaking my language!!! I do wish people would stop calling Jonathan a himbo because — nothing against himbos — but Jonathan is not one of them! And yes, it totally makes sense that Mina would attracted to someone as clever as him, and since she’s also so smart, I’m sure the feeling is mutual.

Before y’all come shouting in my inbox “what do you have against himbos??” and “Jonathan is totally a himbo, what are you talking about?” Let me clear things up:

First of all, I love himbos!!! Kronk from Emperor’s New Groove — peak himbo, imo — is one of my favorite characters. Am I attracted to them? Well…no. As you can probably tell from my last Nova’s Notes, I’m more the kind of person who’s attracted to cleverness or when people nerd out. BUT I cherish himbos for all of their wonderful qualities and if I ever get the opportunity to meet one in real life, I would love to be friends with them! <3333

Secondly, for anyone who’s still saying Jonathan is a himbo…

Himbos have to embody all three qualities equally to be considered himbos! If they are not kind? Not a himbo. Not strong? Not a himbo, I’m sorry! I do make the rules of himbo, I simply follow the rules.

Now on to our good friend Jonathan Harker’s case.

He is undeniably kind. From what we’ve seen so far (not to mention later), he is not only loving to his fiancée, he is kind to strangers as well. He takes gifts from the villagers, even if he does not understand them. Just a couple of entries ago, he was willing to risk his life over a child he didn’t even know (and the same night after he had screamed running away from the women, too). Some of the Dracula Daily book club on here suspects (as do I) that some of the reason he’s so eager to spring into action the next day is to put a stop to Dracula’s evilness for other people, not just for himself. Heck, he’s even talked about Dracula’s good qualities after finding out he’s a prisoner!!! So, kindness? Yes! ✅

As for strong, there’s not as much evidence here, but I would call him somewhat strong because not just anyone could successfully scale a castle wall twice in one day like that! That takes a lot of strength in your core, arms, back, etc. Sure, Dracula can do it — but Dracula is also a vampire with super strength. Maybe it’s easier than I think it is, but I’m not exactly going to look for a castle to try it!! So for Jonathan to crack his knuckles and go “yeah, he can do it, why can’t I?” is both hilarious and shows that he must know something of his own strength. However, he’s also a solicitor and I doubt he’s built like a bodybuilder. So, strong? Maybe not as much as a typical himbo, but let’s give him the check mark because Lizard Fashion is nothing to sneeze at. ✅

Now for the ditzy part….I’d have to say no to that. Himbos are meant to not be “the sharpest tool in the shed” (yes, I did have to hit you with a Smash Mouth reference, sorry not sorry) and Jonathan is farrrrr from that.

Everything he has done so far has been methodical and smart. I covered this in my other Nova’s Notes (you can look under the hashtag on my page if you want to see more :D) so I really don’t want to go through too much I’ve already gone through, but the arguments I’ve seen for him being a himbo — based on the entries we’ve already read — are that he’s not smart because he:

Doesn’t heed villager’s warnings

“Let’s” himself become a prisoner

Is nice to Dracula after he knows he’s a prisoner

Talks about his fiancée a lot (???????)

For the first point, we’ve gone over this, but here we go again — he doesn’t heed the villager’s warnings, no. But keep in mind none of them actually say “The Count is a super dangerous man!! Don’t trust him!!!” Here’s the passage:

“When I asked him if he knew Count Dracula, and could tell me anything of his castle, both he and his wife crossed themselves, and, saying that they knew nothing at all, simply refused to speak further. It was so near the time of starting that I had no time to ask any one else, for it was all very mysterious and not by any means comforting.

Just before I was leaving, the old lady came up to my room and said in a very hysterical way:

‘Must you go? Oh! young Herr, must you go?’ She was in such an excited state that she seemed to have lost her grip of what German she knew, and mixed it all up with some other language which I did not know at all. I was just able to follow her by asking many questions. When I told her that I must go at once, and that I was engaged on important business, she asked again:

‘Do you know what day it is?’ I answered that it was the fourth of May. She shook her head as she said again:

‘Oh, yes! I know that! I know that, but do you know what day it is?’ On my saying that I did not understand, she went on:

‘It is the eve of St. George's Day. Do you not know that to-night, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway? Do you know where you are going, and what you are going to?’ She was in such evident distress that I tried to comfort her, but without effect. Finally she went down on her knees and implored me not to go; at least to wait a day or two before starting. It was all very ridiculous but I did not feel comfortable.

So here’s the thing: you can see that the only thing the innkeeper’s wife explicitly warns him against is going to the castle that night because it’s a day in their culture where evil spirits are considered to have full sway.

The innkeeper’s wife does ask him if he knows “where he is going and who is going to” — he says no, but she does not speak further on the matter. When he asked about the Count before this, they just refused to speak! I know that may seem like an implicit warning — and it is — but some people on here act as if Jonathan was supposed to have known why they were crossing themselves and immediately have left? Like, he obviously feels uncomfortable, but as he states before and afterwards: he has a job to do. If you were in his position: a newly-appointed lawyer (or position of your choice), and you went to a place where the locals told you not to visit your client that night because it was a night where evil spirits would come out: would you honestly believe them? And if you asked about what your client was like and they just crossed themselves and refused to speak on the matter, would you simply leave the town and tell your boss “nah, sorry, the villagers warned me against him. I decided this client’s not for me”? I guess that honestly depends on you, but I would think not if you want to keep your job!! I know that’s not ideal, but to be fair, he also is not given a fair warning before going in.

There is also that incident in the carriage where he hears those villagers talking and he picks up bits and pieces (including the words werewolf and vampire) but a) they’re not talking to him and b) he doesn’t pick up enough to even indicate who they’re talking about!! In fact, he thinks they’re badmouthing him!!! (Which is understandable, he can only hear a bit and he’s translating on the fly). Again, how he is supposed to automatically know: “oh, Count Dracula is a vampire and I must flee this place immediately.” We know that because Dracula has been a pop culture icon for 100+ years, but Jonathan doesn’t have that kind of knowledge. I feel it’s kind of ridiculous to call him not smart for not knowing this.

However, and this is important, he does take some of this warning to heart. He does take the crucifix and the other vampire-repellent gifts the villagers bestow upon him, despite his skepticism and ignorance of the culture (thanks, English colonization /s). He feels uncomfortable and anxious before he even goes into the castle, literally saying goodbye to Mina in his diary in case he doesn’t make it back!! He keeps the crucifix in his room and uses it to ward off bad dreams and for safety against Dracula (which is not really how he’s supposed to use it, but he wasn’t really told how, so I don’t really blame him for that).

I don’t think a himbo would’ve picked up that something was amiss at any of these points, not until it was too late at least. I think for this test, just picture Kronk (or your fav himbo) in this situation. Would they even notice something was up? Or would they go cheerfully towards the castle?

As for the second point — this is kind of unrelated to the himbo question but — what kind of victim-blame mentality is this????? I have seen people unironically (at least I’m pretty sure it is?) post that Jonathan deserves the abuse he’s getting because he didn’t heed the villager’s warnings (which I already talked about above) and/or he’s “rude” to Dracula. I’m sorry — WHAT???? So if you’re rude to somebody they’re to allowed to lock you up in their castle???? That’s a fair trade? I beg your pardon?! Just…ok. Believe what you want, but maybe let’s not blame the guy who’s been a prisoner in a random stranger’s castle for a month and is sure he’s about to die? Yes, this is fictional and not that deep, but still — weird take.

Back to the himbo question, I mean, he doesn’t really let himself become a prisoner. He’s at Dracula’s castle for a job. Once he’s done with that job he’s ready to leave, but Dracula makes him stay because he literally locks him in!!! He then explicitly tells him he will stay longer and Jonathan has to accept because he is there in place of his boss, and saying no would be like speaking (negatively) for his boss — and Jonathan is not going to do that. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think a himbo would be able to see all of that subtext within that conversation. I actually don’t know this kind of interaction between a true himbo and Dracula would go, but I imagine not well. Dracula thrives off of interesting conversation and wit, as well as being able to maintain a facade of host and guest. I just don’t see if someone like Kronk could maintain that for long because he would probably be like “but I don’t want to stay longer, let me go” or something, which would end the “game”.

Moving on to the third point, he is nice to Dracula after he knows he’s a prisoner for a reason. When he realizes he’s locked up (which he realizes super fast, by the way), he sits down and has a good, long think about what he can do. More passage evidence!

“I am thinking still, and as yet have come to no definite conclusion. Of one thing only am I certain; that it is no use making my ideas known to the Count. He knows well that I am imprisoned; and as he has done it himself, and has doubtless his own motives for it, he would only deceive me if I trusted him fully with the facts. So far as I can see, my only plan will be to keep my knowledge and my fears to myself, and my eyes open. I am, I know, either being deceived, like a baby, by my own fears, or else I am in desperate straits; and if the latter be so, I need, and shall need, all my brains to get through.”

So he knows Dracula is up to something (or he’s jumped to conclusions) and either way, talking about it is a bad idea. The only way through is to act like nothing’s wrong for now and try to get information out of Dracula. Other than that, he’s going to need to use his brains! Yes, he does talk to Dracula and acts nice — but it’s with a plan and a purpose. Dracula has creeped him out from the start, but he has always been able to maintain good cheer around him. Now, he will put that to use.

So for this himbo test, it’s kind of similar to the second one. Were Kronk in this situation, he would make it by for a while because he probably wouldn’t notice the doors are locked. But once he did…I’m not sure if it would be like the second point where he’d immediately tell Dracula “hey why are all of the doors locked” and the game is up or if his shoulder angel/devil characters would come out to help him. I guess it depends! And to Kronk’s credit, he has figured things out before (e.g. figured out who Pacha was and in relation to Kuzco) *but* it took him like 12 hours after the fact and that’s not how Jonathan operates. Jonathan figures out things pretty quickly. Does he need time to think sometimes? Yes. But he’s pretty much always thinking and trying to figure out more once he’s at Castle Dracula. I just don’t see these two in the same vein here.

For the final point, I haven’t seen much evidence for this, but it needs to be addressed. I think sometimes people tend to equate WifeGuy with “no thoughts, head empty only for wife” and that can be true!!! There are definitely characters like that and I do love them so. Jonathan is undeniably a WifeGuy (and Mina’s not even his wife in name yet), bringing her up anytime he gets a chance. I would argue though that just because he’s in love and brings her up a ton doesn’t mean he’s also not clever and methodical. You can be in love and smart: these can coexist. Mina is a very smart character from what we’ve seen already and she’s in love too!

I don’t really have a Kronk case study for this one, but like anon said — I think Mina is attracted to Jonathan for his smartness and it goes both ways. They love each other for many other reasons (there’s a lot to love!), but I imagine that’s kind of the cherry on top for them.

Why does this matter? I think calling Jonathan a himbo is reducing his character a bit here. Again, I’m not saying being a himbo is bad, but it does discredit his methodical ways and strategy he has in the castle. His methodical nature is part of personality and pretending that doesn’t exist erases his character, in my opinion. Additionally, it raises the question: could a himbo become a lawyer? I…don’t think so…but maybe? Find me a himbo who’s a lawyer and prove me wrong I guess! Wait is Phoenix Wright a himbo…? Question for another time.

In conclusion, Jonathan Harker only passes 1 part of the himbo test (kindness) with flying colors. The strong test he only passes by the tail of his lizard fashion, and as for ditzy? He fails miserably. Recall that for someone to be a true himbo, they have to possess all three traits equally. Even if you could make the case for one, you’d still be missing another. So, no, I don’t think Jonathan Harker is a himbo. You can maybe argue with me that he has himbo moments (if that’s a thing, idk), but overall? No.

[ssahotchnerr]

Hey hey Katie!! Have fun on your road trip!

So what do you think about Reader, Jack, and Aaron (reader and Aaron are married) going to a water park together since it’s the end of summer?? I can totally seeing Jack bouncing off the walls wanting to go on the slides and reader and Aaron trying to constantly catch up to him! Like they’re being all domestic and cute going to the wave pool, lazy river, etc. 🥹

Thennnn Aaron and reader have “beef” since Jack wants to ride with his Momma on the tube slides instead of Aaronnnnn but then Aaron gets him a giant ice cream and Jacks like 😃 ok daddy I love you

Meanwhileeeee Aaron and reader are trying not to jump each other cuz they’re appreciating how they look and have fight off all the other people trying to flirt!! Then maybe they go home and have pizza and watch a movie together!

i did have fun thank you!!!! and AH your mind >>>>

it's def a lil end of summer surprise for jack 🥰🥰🥰 hehe you and aaron are getting ready for bed one night, discussing how summer just flew by and the days are dwindling down until jack is back in school 😭 🥲 AND since aaron doesn't work the next day, you both agree you should take advantage of it and take jackers out to do something fun!!!!!! <3333 aaron checks the weather for the next day to narrow down ideas, sees it's gonna be a hottttt one and comes up with the genius idea of going to a waterpark!!! something so fun and a good way to beat the heat <33

AH so you wake up jack bright and early the next day - aaron wanted to get there earlier to beat the crowd/traffic - and as he's opening his eyes, still half asleep, you brush his hair away from his eyes and whisper-ask :D "wanna go to a waterpark????" and within an instant, jackers is wide awake with the biggest most excited grin on his face <3333 his swimsuit is on in record time and he's eagerly talking you and aaron out the door as quickly as possible.

and as you get him and yourself ready, aaron has the job of collecting the towels, flip flops, sunscreen, anything you may need throughout the day, putting it in a big beach bag, and has the task of loading up the car 🤭 hehe it's very Dad of him <3333

as you three are pulling into the waterpark, jack is pointing out alllll the slides he sees and needs to go on because they look "super cool!!!!!!" - he's practically out of his seat, still buckled in, and aaron keeps looking in the rearview mirror and keeps reminding jack to stay put until he's parked 🤨🫵🏻🥰 but jack being as excited as he is, doesn't listen 🤭

and once you're all in the park, sunscreen is on and your spot has been selected, sweet jack is pulling on your hand trying to drag you away to go on slides <333 hehe leaving aaron in the dust 🤭 aaron pretends to be offended, pouts, and asks "what about me??? this was my idea you know???" and jack just giggles, clutches onto your hand and insists again how he wants to go on with you <3333333 so as the day progresses, he teases jack how the two of you are having all the fun 🙄 BUT for some of the bigger slides, the ones that make jack a bit nervous 🥺 he wants aaron to go on those with him 😭

and the lazy river <33333 the three of you spend sooo much time in there. aaron is the only one trying to relax, while you and jack team up to splash him every so often 🤭 hehe aaron is lounging in the floatie, eyes closed, he looks like he's asleep lmaooo 😭 and when he gets splashed, he totally plays it up for jack 🥹 pretending the water is such a surprise and topples into the river, which causes jack to erupt in laughter 💓💞 and UGH it tugs at your heartstrings because aaron 🥹🥹 is such a good dad <33333

and when aaron sees you in your bathing suit 🤭 he totally tries to grab your ass multiple times throughout the day. in response, you just smack his hand back and then also his chest gently and whisper-yell at him amusingly, "aaron!!!!! there are children here" and he just shrugs his shoulders and gives you a smirk ;)))))

AND every time you peer at aaron to check him out in his shirtless glory <3333 he's already peering at you to check you out 🤭 hehe the two of you just stupidly grin at each other, and UGH aaron causes you to blush everyyy time

but omg the other moms are TOTALLY checking aaron out, so you keep offering to put sunscreen on him to show he's yours >:( like one glances in his direction, their gaze lingers on him and his body for a bit too long and you're turning to aaron and urgently telling him, "i need to put sunscreen on your chest now" hehe and the first few times, aaron whines a bit, says how he's already fully covered thanks to you but complies <333 and eventually aaron catches on why and is so so sweet 🥹 so he'll let you manhandle him and put sunscreen on with no complaints, and alwayssss gives you a sweet kiss and reminds you he's all and only yours <33333

and at the end of the day, jack is soooo tuckered out from all the time spent in the sun, all the fun he had, and aaron carries him back to the car 🥹🥰 and once you're back home, the ac feels so nice and welcoming, aaron lays jack in his room so he can continue napping, and then the two of you take a shower together to cool down and wash up - hehe aaron makes a comment about he has to get all the sunscreen off him LMAO which reminds you of earlier so you have to remind him again who he belongs to so 🤭 that calls for shower sex of courseeeee 🥰💞💞💕💞

and once jack is awake and showered, the three of you finish the most amazing summer day by ordering some takeout, watching a movie and cuddling on the couch <3333333

[drinkpisser]

HOW IT CAME TO BE, CHAPTER 6 !! 🛸👽⭐️

so,, hi!! :3 I know I went on a whoooole tangent last time about how I was gonna take a break but for some reason every time I do that I end up becoming even more motivated to post/write and this chapter was basically made in almost record time ( ・д・) aaaaneewayz,, I've figured maybe the way to go is to write slightly smaller chapters so I don't burn out so quick 🙏 BUT YEAH!!!! ENJOY AND THANK YOU FOR READING IF U DO !!! <3333 :D🫶

READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER !! 🪐

begin reading chap.6 under the cut ‼️

CHAPTER 6: WE'RE NOT JUST DREAMERS

Gerard, Ray, Jamia and Frank had decided to meet up on a brittle Autumn's day. Tragically, they soon came to learn that Gerard being the oldest meant he was the only one able to drive without legal measures obstructing their stride.

What did this cause, you ask?

Well.

"Gee, pick us the fuck up! We're freezing out here!" Frank yells down his cellphone, wind muffling his voice.

Gerard, already exceeding the speed limit, hits the pedal with his foot twice as agressively than before.

"I just got offa' my shift, dude, wait!" He screams back with a struggle.

Thrusting towards the sidewalk with a "skrrrt!" of the car's wheels, Gerard manages to find Frank and J (a nickname acquired for Jamia) waiting outside the local burger joint, munching away with cold hands from holding their XL shakes. Almost instantly after they pile into the back, the car shoots off. J shrieks, a good half of her burger flopping onto her jacket, now glued together with artificial cheese.

Mikey, hiding under his hair, clears his throat as though he is intimidated. Pushing up his cracked glasses and sniffling, he shuffles around in the car seat.

"You okay, lil' brother?" Gee asks, noticing his timid mannerisms.

Mikey nods, "I still don't know these guys very well is all," he sheepishly turns to them.

Frank and J are now kissing passionately in the back of Gee's shitty Golf GTI. Frank briefly sideyes his poor witness, pulling away from J considerately.

"Yo," Frank grunts. J smiles. Mikey waves.

Gerard hits a sudden and sharp stop, turning to the rest of his companions- Mikey nearly flies out of the window, thank god for seatbelts.

"Where's Ray?" Gerard wonders.

"Not at a fucking gas station." Frank stares directly at the camera. What? There's an imaginary camera representing the audience?

"I swear I haven't seen him, since, like, last week. When we went to the skate park." J adds.

"Well, I walked him home and stuff after that but he hasn't said anything about cancellin' on us today," Gerard observes, "I think I'll drive to his house cause he ain't here." He points to the outside of the café where Ray had supposedly arranged to meet about half an hour ago. Gee zooms off once again.

Zoom!

Ray's house can only be described as modern- like your average, run of the mill family home. He hadn't moved out yet, unlike Gerard, so chances are if something is wrong, then his parents will answer the door; Ray always rushes to the door when he knows Gerard is behind it.

Gerard shuffles along, hauling his ass out of the car in a slight panic. Gee knocks three times.

"Coming!" A voice chirps from behind the door. Thank goodness, It's Ray. Opening the door, he whistles unknowingly.

"I totally forgot about meeting up, sorry I'm late! Uh-" Ray stumbles on his words.

"What's goin' on?" Gerard quizzically stares, tilting his head slightly.

"You see, erm," Ray gently grabs Gee by the collar, ushering him inside like its some secret operation that they're gonna go out and get cookies after this.

Gerard wide-eyedly blinks, going along with it.

"Yknow, everyone's in the car." Gerard suggests passively.

Ray opens his bedroom door, kicking away some clothes blocking their entry.

There sat two extraterrestrial beings on his unmade bed. One angelic, however animalistic, and the other slightly grotesque- similar to a guard Gerard had seen on the mothership. Somehow, Ray didn't see the resemblance and just let them right in to his home.

"I made some friends today!" Ray exclaims with joy, clasping his hands together.

Gerard stands gulping in petrification.

"Th-th-the the-" Gee shakily points a finger, as though he is about to detonate.

"What? They're just people, Gee! They asked about you, actually. Rico and Sly ring a bell to ya'?"

"Sly's one word for it," Gerard squints in speculation, "but it don't ring no bells to me." His fear shifting to anger, he stares deadpan at the two aliens who's gazes increase in sincerity.

"Rico" appears to be analysing Gerard's every move, from the way his mouth awkwardly jerks to the left as he speaks to the delayed seconds between each blink of his eye. They've met before. That blinding, white aura radiating off of her skin screams familliar to Gerard like a kettle on a stove. The absence of light makes it easier for Gerard to distinguish her features, just plain old missable stuff- like her blank third eye resting on her forehead, or the scales running down her body. Despite the intimidating presence she gives off, she could easily be percieved as attractive, unconventionally.

All at once, he remembers.

This is a face only he'd see again when his time was due to leave planet Earth.

But why? Why today? What about his friends? His little brother waiting in the car?

"They said something about you needing to go with them? I dunno, family-friend emergency?" Ray informs.

Gerard, his lips beginning to tremble, shakes his head repetitively.

"I can't go yet." He persists through suppressed tears.

"I just can't. Why don't we-"

"There's no need, Gee. Just go." Ray had suddenly begun to act odd, or had Gerard just suddenly noticed?

The more he thought, the more that dawned on him.

Ray isn't this gullible, right? Letting total strangers in, (in our case, aliens) and believing them when they want to whisk Gerard away somewhere unknown? Ray couldn't ever endanger his best friend like that.

"You need to go with them." He adds.

The doorknob behind Gerard had started to insistently creak, before opening with a hustle. Behind said door, entered a paradoxical sight. Another Ray, wearing Gee's striped scarf that he had lended to him, cozied up in his winter coat and his hair tied back under his wooly hat. Behind him, stood Frank, J, and Mikey, who had come along in pure bewilderment.

"I was INSIDE the cafe, dumbasses! It's freezing out there!" Ray exclaims.

"What the fuck... Am I seeing double?" Gerard questions, double taking back and forth between the two Toros, beginning to feel lightheaded and faint.

The three quickly notice the absurdity of this situation, gasping and shrieking at the cloned Toro. Cunning as they are, the aliens always have an instant, emergency resort to being caught. Dissapearing, making Gerard out to be some fool.

The Ray that had lured him into the house begins to disintegrate, it's skin reducing itself to nothing but sands of atomical matter. All that remained of it was an anatomical skeleton hanging on the wall.

Likewise, Gee also begins to dissapear, losing consciousness upon the uncanny sight of his best friend's face melting off, and he flops face-first onto the carpet.

Momentarily, his surroundings cannot decide where they are. Shifting, like a cracked chromatic abberation. Perhaps it's the underlying fear of waking up on that damned ship, lying next to the guilt of unfinished interactions and sayings of goodbyes. Of course, this didn't happen. He just remained. On Ray Toro's carpet.

Without allowing himself a minute of recuperation, he sits up with haste.

"You all saw that, right?!" he pleads.

The three had sat around Gee in a huddle, as though they were whispering away their conflicted thoughts.

"Hello?" he sneers with slight annoyance.

"I told you all that he wasn't lying. I believed him since the beginning!" Ray defends, rushing over to his drawer of handmade tinfoil hats and conspiracy magazines and waving them around enthusiastically.

"Yeah, well, I dearly apologise for not wanting to be involved in some body-snatching shit!" Frank snaps.

"Maybe we should be more concerned as to where he went," Jamia intervenes.

Huh?

Gerard rubs his eyes, soon finding that he was watching from a screen. He struggles to grasp hold of any materialised items, before ripping a virtual headset off of his eyes. The room, if it is one, is dark. Darker than the nights at summer camp, especially without the radiance of the moon keeping him company. Registering the slight malice of the unusual spying eye machine, he tosses it against the solid void, hearing the crash which allowed Gee to confirm the precise proximity of this ambiguous area.

Something taps him from behind, holding a flashlight, visualising the essence of a metal door blocking Gee from uncertain freedom. He hastily turns around in apprehension, before momentarily losing his tension.

"Oh, Lola, it's you," Gerard fails to hold back a slight smile, "You've grown quite a bit."

Lola, who now is less pint-sized and more adult sized, stands up from their sat position, towering over Gerard. Of course, it isn't intimidating at all- moreso, it feels protective and almost reassuring.

"But-" he pauses, growing in upset.

"That means they didn't keep to their fucking side of the deal!"

Lola shakes their head, as though they themself had realised something was wrong with the establishment they'd grown up in. Unsure of any other method of interacting, they open their arms for a comforting embrace.

Gee, disoriented, slowly lies into Lola's thick, fuzzy fur, clinging. Lola truly is the alien-critter depiction of a teddy bear, if there isn't already one. Residing within the two laid an innately strong sense of trust, and by the lonestanding fact that they'd been imprisoned together, it was made clear that their bond was about to strengthen even further.

Tears well up in Gerard's eyes semi-automatically, grateful for Lola's presence but resentful towards the cliffhanger he'd been pushed off from, not being granted a chance to leave the way he had anticipated or had been promised. All he wanted was to say goodbye, leave things in tact. Now, to him, it's all destroyed. Pointless; every friendship that he'd lived around had hit an iceberg eroded by exasperation- and he couldn't even do his usual, futile act of overexplaining the strange phenomena revolving around it.

"Goddamnit," he sniffles, eyes puffy and words slurring, "why can't it just be okay for once?" Gerard weeps into Lola's shoulder.

With their soft paws, they stroke Gee's fluffy ginger head of hair and hold him tighter. They sit together for a little while, not speculating or discussing a plan of escape, but adjusting to eachother's company. Close, but wary. Friendly, but not quite friends yet.

Lost in thought, but on their guard. Perchance they'll escape, or maybe they won't. For now, it's a waiting game. Nonetheless, Gee can't help but wonder from here on out:

How is it going to be?

[yaoisex]

Thank you Seii-chan! I was waiting for your tweet! You are the best senpai ever! Your love for your beloved kouhai is showing and I appreciate it every single day!! <333

Seii-chan: "The other day I went out drinking with Chiaki and friends 🍻 Even just the autograph was appreciated, but he also included a message… I cried a little. I treasured that sentiment as well. Only Ode knows about it in the world… 🤭 After all, Ode needed Chiaki! Thank you as always!"

I'm not sure why he refers to himself as Ode.... But the message got through. SEII-CHAN NEEDS CHIAKI!! (he basically repeated the sentence that was written on the cover - "After all, we need Kobayashi Chiaki" - but I'm glad he did <3).

And Chiaki replied: "Thank you, Yamashita-san! It's been a while since we last had a drink. Thank you for always taking care of us! I look forward to working with you in the future!"

IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR A SELFIE FROM LAST NIGHT GUYS?? (it is... we'll never get it fml)

And also Saiga inserted herself there and replied to Seii-chan's tweet, saying: "Somehow, the pairing of Seiichiro-kun and Chiaki-kun feels very nostalgic and just right ☺️" BEST OTP, RIGHT?! ;D

Chiaki replied: "Saiga-san! That brings back memories…lol"

And she replied: "It's Chiaki! I'm feeling nostalgic, right? Whenever we went out for drinks after recording, the two of them were always together, and I thought, "How cute!" (laughs)"

THANK YOU, SAIGA, FOR THE CRUMBS!! I assume she's referring to the Butlers x Battlers anime, because all three of them did it together. So she remembers Seii-chan & Chiaki always being together!!! THANK YOU FOR THE MEMORIES!!! Well, I'm not surprised since that was one of Chiaki's first works, and Seii-chan was his senpai in the same agency, so I'm not shocked they were glued to each other <3333

(A reminder of Seii-chan & Chiaki's characters in the anime: [x], [x])

PLEASE BE TOGETHER FOREVER!! AND TWEET ABOUT THAT SO I'LL KNOW! THANK YOU!!! <33333

[themightymoose]

Dumb Dumbwaiter

10/10 title

For some reason I very vividly remember Mrs. Twombly's can stacker song

Love her attitude <3333

One thing I love about any spa day scene is a character eating a cucumber instead of putting them on your eyes

A for effort Pepper

I remember seeing a lot of episodes down the line where it's your stereotypical boys vs. girls episodes (which makes sense since it was 2012)

And I remember getting so annoyed with them

And I honestly have no idea why :/

Guess I'll have to see if they really do get annoying

I mean they are just having a girls night (slay 💅) so little me was probably over exaggerating

I think I remember this episode

Blythe trolling Minka

No thoughts; just Pepper

I mean, at least she's trying

Lmao Pepper pouting

"You hate it :("

This might just be commentary on everything Pepper does huh

Zoe calling Pepper "Pep"

I don't remember the pets calling each other nicknames so whenever it happens I have to register it

Sunil is a feminist icon confirmed

oh my god I forgot about this song

Did

Did Vinnie just call them "feminine pests"?

Vinnie it's not too late take my hand and you can unlearn this toxic masculinity

Which I don't know how you learned it in the first place since you're a fucking gecko but whatever

I like Sunil way more than I thought I would

Also I never really took Russell as the guy to really care about the whole girls vs. boys thing

I kinda thought only Vinnie, Zoe, and Penny would care about that

Blythe does not count

Impeccable harmonies though

Flashbacks

Damn I hope none of you have claustrophobia

Pepper and Zoe tag-teaming Blythe

Pepper once again being my favorite

I honestly love Pepper trying to calm down Minka

Well I guess Minka has claustrophobia then

I love the self awareness of some these jokes

Damn that's a knot worse than my Christmas tree lights 💀

Pepper wtf is with that smugass expression

Great job Blythe

Pepper's va is doing a phenomenal job btw

I love the transition from the girls freaking out convinced they're about to die

To the boys flinging Russell to the roof because they're bored

Oh yeah cartoon logic :D

The girls are fightinggggg

Guys you might die of course Pepper is in a bad mood

Okay die is an over exaggeration

But still

LAWDCHUKNCRC PEPPER

She is literally the funniest character

"If we just stay here till the bitter end - they'll never know." So did you just think your owners would forget about you and move on?

...

WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN

Russell shut the fuck up

He sure is Skinny Vinnie

A Vinnie that is skinny

What the fuck are you three doing

Can't you four each lift a corner and get out of the cage

well that was easy

Why are the boys so incompetent this episode

This is not right

Nevermind Russell saved his reputation

Pepper can literally make a seat out of her tail

"Animals have no sense of time- THE POINT IS-"

I was not expecting Pepper to be this dramatic

But I welcome it

HELP WHY IS THIS PLOT SO FUNNY

I can see where little me's complaints were coming from now

Tell them girl

I may not like Penny as much as the others but they had it coming

Welcome back to part two of Russell shut the fuck up

Poor Mrs. Twombly

And then everyone clapped

Wait this interaction is actually really cute

I love Zoe and Pepper's friendship

Once again Jasper being missing

[c00kietin]

you have BLESSED ME WITH THAT MOLE......NOW I SHALL BLESS YOU WITH MY NEW/RECENT FAVORITE ANIMAL

This is a three-toed sloth!!!!

(which what my welcome home oc jasper is half sloth, i love sloths cause of my lil baby jasper<3333)

*clears throat* here are some funfacts about sloths!!!

If they didn't exist, there would be no avocados D:

They are 3 times stronger then humans!!!!! Explonation:

Poor things, they can't see in day time :'3

THEY CAN SWIM AND THEY FAST AT SWIMMING!!!!!!! LOOK :3

They took 6 WHOLE DAYS to digest a leaf

No one, i mean NO ONE knows how long these fellas can live for

They can fall 100 FEET without getting injured

Look at that •_• face

OKE, I KNOW THIS IS REAAAAAALLLLY LONG BUT I LOVE SLOTHS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

AND TAKE THIS AS A GIFT CUZ ILY FREN/P

HJHSAHSHSAHSDHHFGGF

NO CUZ I HAVE A FRIEND IRL WHO LOVES SLOTHS

LIKE REALLY WE NICKNAME EM SLOTHY AND THEY HAVE LOADS OF SLOTH TOYS

I need to show them this asap- THANK YOU SO MUCH FRIEND ILYT/P

[mvshortcut]

AO3 Tag Game!

Starting a new post because the old one was getting a bit long!! I was tagged by @mahpotatoequeen <3333

How many works do you have on AO3? 21! Mostly oneshots and one long(ish) fic.

What’s your total AO3 word count? 137,409

How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they? One! Two if you count the book and the show as separate fandoms. But it's always been The Mysterious Benedict Society so far. I'd love to write for other fandoms someday, probably Good Omens, but this is where I feel comfortable with for now, both in terms of knowing the characters/story and the tight-knit fandom :D

Top five fics by kudos:

The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Epistolary Bullying Campaign (because of course it is. this was my first crack fic and I wrote it at 1AM when I had an exam the next day. sigh)

5PM Every Evening, On the Dot

46 Fairview St. Apartment 2A, Stonetown

Thank the Stars Above

Time and a Half

Do you respond to comments?

In theory. I love chatting with people about fics - best way to make friends honestly - and I love when authors reply to my comments on their works! In practice I haven't replied in a while, which upsets me but it's more of a time/spoons thing. If I have time and energy I'd rather spend that commenting on one of my friends' fics rather than replying to comments on one of my own fics.

What’s the fic with the angstiest ending you’ve ever written?

I really don't do angsty endings! They're not always happy, but they tend to be bittersweet or open rather than angsty, and even if everything isn't resolved, I usually try to get across that the fic is ending in the middle of a situation and that everything will be okay later (like this snippet). I think the three that come closest are Let Steep Ten Minutes, Keeping Time with Curtain's +1 section, and 46 Fairview St. where it's kind of left open whether SQ will ever go back to visit his father. But again, those don't really feel angsty, just somewhat bittersweet with the hope that things will grow and get better.

Do you write crossovers? I haven't yet, but I'd be open to it! I think it's really challenging to write a good and cohesive crossover and I'm not sure where I'd start.

Have you ever gotten hate on a fic?

Nope! Perks of being in a small fandom. I imagine it does happen but I know y'all would have my back

Do you write smut?

Definitely not for mbs. I'd be open for other fandoms but it's not really what interests me the most.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of! I suppose someone might have fed a fic of mine into an AI writing generator which I'd personally consider a form of stealing, but I haven't heard of that happening. Please don't do that :)

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No! I've thought of trying to translate some of my own for funsies, but I'm definitely not at that level yet! Although the lovely @sophieswundergarten has made a few amazing podfics of both my fics and some other excellent fics in the mbs fandom, which I'd consider translation of a sort!

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

For mbs I'm more interested in platonic/familial connections, but I suppose I'd say Milligan/Moocho if I had to pick one? I really don't care if they're romantic or not though, I just like them together in any form that takes. For all-time I suppose I'd say Aziraphale and Crowley, though again I'm really not too picky about the nature of that, romantic or otherwise. Perks of being aroace spectrum baybe

What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will?

Never say never! But I do have a longer Curtain Wins AU buzzing around in my brain where Reynie and Sticky "join" him at the end of Book/Season 1 and then work to bring him down from the inside, without getting caught up in his manipulations. That might end up being comparable to Time and a Half in length, so maybe someday when I have an abundance of free time.

What are your writing strengths?

I think I write some banger first sentences :D especially in crack/funny fics

What are your writing weaknesses?

Too many adverbs! Also I get very easily stuck on exposition/beginning/ending/filler parts. I tend to write down the most tense/exciting moments for the fic and then the writing process stalls for the next three months.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fics?

For a real language, I think it can be a great opportunity to showcase a character's backstory/culture. It can also be immersive for the audience - if a character is in a foreign country where they don't speak the language, including pieces of dialogue in that language can help the audience understand how lost they're feeling (assuming the audience doesn't speak that language either)! If you're using a translation source though it can make for some pretty hilarious errors and mistranslations.

I think made-up languages absolutely fuck but I could never include one in my fic because I'd nerd out creating an entire writing, grammar, and vocab system and forget to write the actual fic.

What was the first fandom you ever wrote for?

take a wild guess

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written so far?

absolutely not. top 5:

Time and a Half

46 Fairview St

And Without It One Cannot Start Over

The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Epistolary Bullying Campaign

Keeping Time

Tagging: @binnudacademy (consider this a tag for your main, sorry about the shadowban. free molly 2k24) @ragecndybars @bi-demon-ium @trentcrimminallybeautiful (you pick which <3) @oflightningandstars and anyone else that wants to!!

[livelaughlaw3]

The unbereable pain of periods (Part 2/2)

Part 1 : https://www.tumblr.com/livelaughlaw3/751567298757869568/the-unbearable-pain-of-periods-part-12?source=share

TW : creampie, unprotected sex, smut, period sex, first time, angst, sadness, insecurities, virgin reader, physical touch, period pain, blood, flirt, knife, suividal thoughts, fluffy end <3333

You are single in this story and Shanks is only your Captain. (He has two arms because he's too smart to have lost his arm that way and Oda already said it was his editor who told him to tell that story.)

(It's literally day 5 of living on three pills of ibuprofen a day to relieve my fucking pain and it's not even working, plus it's ruining my liver, so I needed to think of something else.)

You couldn't fall asleep, even though the entire crew, except Shanks, went out. You sit back down, a little awkwardly, he holds your hands to help you. “Are you still in pain, sweetheart ?”, you nod. He guides his hands to your thighs and spreads them slightly then slides his palms under your dress to help you. It does you a lot of good. You tell him “It doesn’t completely make the pain go away but it gives me some relief..” He smiles at you, continuing, his hand moving very dangerously close to the edge of your panties. You decide to tell him “I-I.. hate.. seeming.. w-weak.. because of that..” He shakes his head “No honey, you’re far from weak. You didn't choose it either. I will help you every time.” He talks to you but the pain starts again and you forgot to take the next pill. It's been over an hour since you were allowed to take it. He makes you lie down and asks your permission. He then places his hand on your collarbone then between your breasts then on your ribcage. “Breathe my love, there you go. My hand must rise. Try baby doll. Keep going.. That’s good.” You nod, groaning in pain then you place your hand on his, trying to breathe. He's actually very worried, even if he doesn't show it to you. He strokes your hair with his other hand and you still hold his hand on your chest. It passes between your breasts, through the fabric, several times, helping you to think of something else for hours.

Hongo and the rest of the crew go out to the island, you encourage your Captain to go with them and you tell him that you will watch the boat, he refuses even if you insist, as Benn and Lucky return two hours later, he allows himself to be convinced. He leaves, after asking you if you need anything. Benn stays to watch the ship, while Lucky has prepared some food for you. You sit on the deck with them and say goodnight. Having escaped the vigilance of the on-board cook, you enter the kitchen and grab the first knife you find. You return to the room and sit on the floor, leaning against the wall. You're taking a long time to decide. Unfortunately for you, your Captain comes home a few minutes later, too impatient to talk to you. He opens the door, slightly tipsy. Your eyes meet, he scans you with his eyes, you hold a knife to your stomach. He rubs his eyes, thinking he's going crazy. He walks towards you, putting his hands in front of him. “Y/N.. Give it to me.. Please.. What do you want to do with it ?” You respond, angry with yourself “That way.. at least.. I would have.. a real reason.. to be in pain..” He shakes his head “Noooo, don’t do that, don’t do that, give it, I beg you !!! Please.. Please give it to me.. Y/N.. Don’t do that.. Give it back to me..”

You let yourself be convinced, you make him worry even more. He immediately became sober, suddenly, seeing you in this state. He takes the knife again and puts his hands under your armpits then lifts you into his arms. You rest your head against his shoulder, he explains to you “Come on. Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.” He actually carries you to the hospital, making you sit on his lap in the waiting room. You burst into tears, apologizing but telling him that you can't take the pain anymore. “It’s nothing at all darling. Really, just don't do that again. All right ? Don’t ever think about hurting yourself again.” You nod, hugging him close. He covers you with his cape, while wrapping his arms around you. You are examined quickly and a nurse gives you a slightly more powerful painkiller. In reality, it doesn't work and won't work all evening. You hold your stomach with both hands on your bed. Shanks remained seated, close to you. His hand on your thigh, repeating the same movements as a few hours earlier on the ship. You look at the walls of the room and the dilapidated state of the premises. You sigh, biting your tongue, he removes his hand to put it in your hair. He is silent, helpless, watching you suffer. You start to cry again, in silence, his heart tightens. He wipes your tears “It’s going to be okay, it’s going to go away, don’t worry.. Breathe angel.. I’m right here.”

It’s too painful and you’ve been waiting for almost three hours. He gets up and goes to get a doctor, it doesn't matter which one. Besides, you hear him get angry at some nurses who tell him to wait and that your case is not serious. A doctor agrees to re-examine you, especially worried about what a pirate of Red Hair's caliber could do to them. Same reaction, same heart rate, same stable state. A nurse serves you the meal but your instinct tells you not to touch it, and rightly so. You pretend you're not hungry, even to Shanks. He doesn't insist and warns you that he will buy you something else. She comes back a few hours later, seeing that you haven't swallowed anything. She cheekily says to you “Are you together ? Because an orgasm is excellent for cramps. You tried ?" Shanks, embarrassed, looks at the nurse and says no, you didn't try. She leaves, warning you that you will go out in the evening with other medications but makes you understand that they will not be able to do anything more for you. He goes out for a while to talk on the phone with his crew when that same nurse comes back again, telling you “Are you really not together ??!”, you shake your head. She asks you “So, can I try my luck ?” You lower your head, you don't want to speak for him, she leaves, happy as hell.

Exhausted by the events, you pull your IV from your arm, tearing it off then you get out of your bed. You twist the cable around the IV stand behind the bed but you feel dizzy. Shanks enters the room and immediately tells you “No, wait, wait Y/N, I'll help you.. Wait..” Coming up to you, you're already finished and you bend down to pick up the IV and To throw in the bin. He feels guilty, you tell him you want to go home. He nods like a soldier “Yes, okay, of course.” He asks you “What did the nurse want ? She came by again..”, “You.” He looks at you, with big eyes “Huh ?!”, you specify “She wanted you.” He scratches his head, uncomfortable, you ask him “Can you help me please ?..” He follows your gaze to understand that you need to tie your shoelaces. Of course, he immediately kneels down to tie your shoelaces. He gets up, you thank him, he guides your hands behind his shoulders and his hands under your thighs to carry you. You cling to him, you tell him that you don't want the medicine that will be given to you. You left before she came back. He accepts and carries you to his room. He makes you sit on his bed, in your usual place. He removes his cape and sword then stands to brood while you still hold your stomach. He says to you “What exactly did she say to you ?” You sigh “She’s going to try her luck. Wanted to be sure we weren't together. and blah blah blah…”

He collapses on his bed, next to you, disgusted at having left you all alone. He strokes your hair and then asks, “Is what she said about orgasm, true ?” You nod your head, he asks you “Ahhh but has it already worked ?” You shake your head, he looks at you, confused. You tell him “I've never done it..” He's a little surprised, it's a bit cliché but you're a very pretty young woman and you turn heads so he thought you probably would have already had someone in the past. He asks you “Do you want to do it ?” The question was direct, straightforward, of course leaving the right to refuse. You answer “B-But.. I don’t know how to do..” He smiles, his hand moving to the back of your head “It doesn’t matter, let me help you..” You inhale and ask “Are they back ?”, he says to you “I’ll see. I will be back." He gets up, closes the door, a little stressed. He feels like he can't go back. He reopens his door, answering your question “The ship is deserted but I can close the door if you want ?” You nod, he does so, he thinks at a thousand miles an hour in his head. All his thoughts are racing. He sits in front of you, grabs both of your hands and asks “Y/N.”, “Yes ?..” He tilts his head to the side “Don’t we have to ? If you want, I will be ready for you. If you don't want it, I won't do anything. If you want to stop, I will stop. All right ? Would you like to do it for the first time with me ?” You accept, he smiles at you then guides you onto his knees to kiss you.

It's a revelation, he kisses like a God, it seems so natural. A little too good for a Captain who does this just for the sake of his teammate. You smile when he stops for a moment and says. “A little too passionate for a first time, right ?” He apologizes a lot but you stop him right away. You hold his shoulder and the other hand traces his chest as you answer him “I didn't say I was against it, I like it Captain.. Please continue..” He is not kind of asking for a long time. He resumes, the kiss is so languorous that you feel the blood flowing into your pad. Then he moves to your neck, you hold on to his shoulders for dear life. He dragged out the foreplay, wanting to make sure he didn't hurt you. You say in a low voice “I'm taking the pill..”, “Okay, no need for a cond-” You cut him off “No.. it's okay..”, he smiles at you, holding your cheek in his hand. Two or three furtive kisses and he gestured for you to lie down on his bed. He helps you onto your back, caressing your thighs. “Lie down my love. Relax, you’ll have a great time, I promise.” Gently removing your clothes, he leans lightly on you to kiss you. He squeezes his fingers, in and around your pleasure spot. He made you so wet to prepare for his entrance, painlessly. He takes off his clothes slowly while you look at him, not the least stressed in the world. He holds your hand to reassure you, finding you so cute.

You didn't see any of his smirks that he usually reserved for you, under other circumstances. No, it was another smile, more of the silly, happy kind. His eyes scan your body like he’s looking at the eighth wonder of the world. Your breasts seem so soft against his chest. To begin penetration, he kisses you. It slides extremely well, between the blood and your water. Its rhythm is slow and gentle. You moan in pleasure, his name, praises on his rhythm. But you often ask him to go slowly. He frowns “Honey, am I hurting you ?”, holding your cheek against the palm of his hand. He stopped inside you, you shook your head, still holding his other hand. “Okay, squeeze my hand, if ever.” You nod, he kisses you again. The pulsation comes as much from you as from him. Suddenly, you stand up and look at the ceiling. He stops, you panic, remembering. You put your hand in front of your mouth “Ohhh !!! Sheets !!! Sheets !!!" He shakes his head “No treasure, there’s a towel, look.” You nod, he doesn’t continue. He thinks, literally, always in you. You touch his shoulder as he looks lost in thought. He continues, smiling at you but still gently. You moan his name, boosting his ego “It’s okay baby doll. I’m right here.” He keeps his hand on your lower stomach, the place that hurts because of your period and at the same time, the place where he is. It’s hot, pleasure radiates through your thighs, already removing some of your pain.

He moans too, when you shout “SHANKS !!!”, he weakens, afraid of having hurt you. You made the Pirate Emperor stutter “Yes.. Y-Yes baby ?? Are you not okay ? Are you feeling bad ??!” You feel your heart beating between your thighs, literally around him. You stammer “That.. that’s..”, “Yes sweetheart, what’s wrong ? You want more ? Am I hurting you ?” You shake your head, your vision blurring from the pleasure. You lay your head back, he strokes your hair. You feel him withdrawing from you. The empty feeling it leaves exasperates you to be honest. He closes your thighs, he asks you again what’s wrong. “M-My.. thighs.. I-I.. they.. a-are..”, he caresses your cheek, lying next to you, on his side, holding you close to him. Your cheek pressed against his chiseled chest. He tells you to focus on your breathing, he doesn't understand what's happening in the first place. When you finally manage to speak, explaining that something weird is happening in your stomach. He smiles “It’s normal my angel. It’s because of pleasure.” He gets back on his knees and leaves purple marks on the inside of your thighs, then your stomach, your breasts, your neck.

His pupils grow bigger looking at you so pretty, under his own body. You moaned his name, making him weak. You definitely have it wrapped around your finger. He resumes after asking you again, after you hold him close, wanting to keep his warmth, no matter if he's still inside you or not. You moan his name, not understanding what is happening. He feels himself reaching his climax, asking for permission to release inside you. The liquid flowing deep inside you warms you and makes you reach your second orgasm. Your thighs are trembling. He kisses you again, you grip the sheets but he gently removes your hands to make you hold him. “Even if you scratch me, princess, go ahead.” You stammer again, blushing “B-But.. I-I’m.. going to.. hurt.. you..?” He laughed kindly “It takes more than that to hurt me, I’m a pirate, I remind you.” He continues his deep, slow thrusts inside you. He kisses you all over and holds you close to help you. Pleasure is unknown to you. It comes in waves over your body, you tremble, eyes sometimes rolling back.

The fact that he goes so slowly and with you, triggers an orgasm never felt before in him, with any other woman. You pull him out of his thoughts and wipe his smile away when you try to sit back down. But impossible, with his weight on you and your thighs spread against his hips. You cry, looking towards where you are physically connected. Thinking he's hurting you, he's about to pull out but first asks you what's wrong. “T-The blood.. T-There.. is everywhere..” He takes your face in his hand “We don’t care about thaaaat sweetie. Enjoy, let yourself go !!!” He wipes your tears as you obey him.

He continues to caress your thighs with his hand, relieving you again and again. You're still shaking although less so, he lies on top of you, covering you. His warmth helps you, he kisses your collarbone gently. You heard the crew talking and laughing, drowning out your moans as he started again, still after asking you. You beg to kiss him, he smiles, wondering why it makes him so happy. This isn't the first time he's slept with a woman. Two orgasms for him, five to six for you. He strokes your hair “Do you want to do it again ?”, you nod. He takes the stained towel, carries you in his arms, to his bathtub. He turns on the light, closes the door, places you in his bathtub, you sit there, watching the blood flow out of you but mixed with his seed. Something makes you ashamed, you tell yourself that your Captain saw you completely naked and that you let him do that. He turns on the hot water and stands behind you after asking you.

He takes a hotter bath than usual but he does it for you. His voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you rested your head against the edge. He rubs your arms “Are your breasts better ? Will you allow me ?” You shake your head, he lays you against his chest, puts his hands on your breasts, massaging them gently. You asked him as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “Can we.. start again ?.. Please..” The fact that you speak to him so nicely makes him have the furious desire to make love to you properly but above all to marry you. “Yes doll, of course, you stay like that ?”, you nod, he lifts your thighs, putting your legs on the side of his. He slowly pushes himself into you, holding you by the waist. He presses your forehead to rest your neck against his shoulder. You try to relax in the water but you feel the blood flowing.

You moan his name, a little too loudly, so he laughs and puts his hand over your mouth. He would have loved to hear you but not this time, not like this. he prefers to keep it to himself “Just for me my love, not today”. You're embarrassed, you tell him as he bites your neck. “It’s.. weird..”, he smiles, “Ahhh, I’m shaking.. Shanks..” He places his hands on your lower stomach, feeling inside you “It’s normal darling.. Relax.” He holds your thighs because they're shaking really bad. As you moan, especially when you call him Captain, he relaxes inside you. You tighten around him so much, you're tight, he bites his lip. You fidget a little, bending your knees, apologizing. He shakes his head, pressing into your stomach to apply his heat. “Nooooo !!! No. Let it all go, baby, again. Carry on sweetheart.” You nod, feeling him throb inside you. He bites your neck when you say in a low voice “B-But.. the blood, there.. is.. everywhere..” He wraps his arms around your waist and rests your thighs like before. “Don’t panic goddess, relax again, come on.. There you go again.” You comply, moaning his name as his own orgasm is silent. Water still retains a lot of your blood. He whispers to you “Are you still in pain, beauty ?” You nod, he massages your breasts, your stomach. When you feel him cum inside you again, deeply, you tighten around him. “Don’t be afraid Y/N.. Shhhh..” You hold the edges of the bathtub “I’m right here angel. Just there. I've got you. You see ? I love you." Oh my God, how he could say two words so heavy with meaning. You stutter “Y-You.. love m-me ?..” He nods, continuing to massage you. “Don’t look, don’t lower your head.”

The water has turned cold, he presses his chest against your back to empty the bathtub. He refills it again, with slightly warmer water. He puts the soap he thinks you will like. Frothing the water, he takes a glove and scrubs you. Then he lifts you up to stand down and do the same for him. Wanting to savor the moment, he lays you back against his chest while you remained leaning against the wall of the bathtub, seeming to ruminate. “Are you okay honey ? You regret ?" You shake your head, he kisses your cheek “So, what’s going on ?” You ask him “What do you mean, how could you say “enjoy” to me ?? What next ??? Were you saying that wasn’t going to happen anymore ?”, he laughed out loud. Remembering that he told you that a few minutes earlier. “Not in that sense, pretty.. Enjoy the moment but don’t worry, I’ll make love to you all the time okay ?” You blush, embarrassed, he massages your back under the water. You say to him “I-I want.. to go out.. please…”, he drains the water and rinses you then wraps a towel around you. You sit on the edge as he does the same for him, around his waist. You look at his muscular chest, making you blush again. He kisses you then goes to get you some clothes. He squats down and puts on panties with the pad. He looks for a t-shirt of his own in his closet and puts it on you. You go straight to lie down, telling him you're tired. “Okay baby, I’m coming !!! I love you !!!"

He puts on a t-shirt, a pair of shorts, brushes his teeth then turns on his heater. He covers you and goes to get a glass of water to drink your medicine. He makes you drink it, sitting you back down then takes off his t-shirt and gets under the covers with you. Resting your head on his arm as he holds you close. You stroke his hair, looking at him so devoted and kind makes you want to marry him and have his children. He kisses you then you tell him “I’m hungry..” He immediately gets up, an open shirt on, kisses you on the forehead and goes to warm up what he finds in the fridge. When he returns, your stomach growls, making him laugh. He places the plate on your thighs, a pillow behind you. He sits next to you, looking at you. He asks you, as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. “There’s always been something between us, right ?” You smile “I thought you did that out of the goodness of your heart, Captain ?” He smiles, preparing to answer you. You anticipate him “Or because you wanted..”, he understands that you are referring to the fact that he would have charmed you just to sleep with you. He doesn't get offended, not when it comes to you. So he answers you “No, no, no!!! Basically, I wanted to keep it to myself. You never told me anything or made me understand, so… I was too afraid to tell you, that it wouldn't be reciprocated and that you would tell me that you preferred to leave the ship. Or worse, never see me again.. But I’m in love with you.. There I said it !!!” You smile, continuing to eat, you tell him that you too. You thank him, getting up to go put them back in the kitchen. He’s holding you back “Huh ?? In this outfit ? No way !!!" He takes everything from your arms and goes out to put it down himself. He comes back, takes you to the bathroom to brush your teeth. He makes you laugh “The baby, it’ll be for next time ?” You nod, rinse your mouth, wipe and follow him as he held your hand, in his. He makes you lie down then tickles you to make you laugh. You laugh out loud, begging him to stop, otherwise you'll die of laughter. He stops, laughing “How pretty you look in my clothes.. love..” You thank him, and for the rest, he hugs you and covers you.

He falls asleep before you, wakes up after you too, finding you stroking his hair. “Hello doll !!” You smile, looking at him, intimidated. You stand up, he holds you by the waist, peppering your neck with kisses. You manage to get out of bed, making him sulk like a five year old. You shower, get dressed and convince him that you have to prepare food, that it's your turn. You do it, he gets out of bed, gets ready and goes to sit on the deck with his right arm. Chatting among themselves, you finish making food and eat first, you don't know why but you have a lot of appetite since the day before. You served everyone at the kitchen table and did the dishes. You get out and walk up to your Captain, his right arm stopping. Shanks looks at you, you spread your arms as Benn looks at you out of the corner of his eye. To tease you and take revenge for the morning, he says to you “Can you come back later ? I’m busy, sweetie..” You lower your head and respond “Okay..”, in a weak voice. You go back to the kitchen, asking Lucky if he can do the dishes later because you're feeling tired. He accepts, given that almost all of them know that you were on your period. You walk down the hall and burst into tears, you go into his room. You get into bed, lie on your side, cover yourself completely. It affected you too much, you think that if it starts this badly, there's no point in continuing. Then you think about it and start to think that he really just wanted to sleep with you and leave you. That now you are like the others, you are suffocating from crying.

For his part, Shanks tried to tell you to come back, that it was just to tease you. He storms back into his room, “Baby !!! I was joking !!!", "You sleep ?" He hears you sniffle, his heart tears in his chest. He removes the blanket, sits down “Nooooo love, don’t cry, don’t cry !!! I was joking, I swear !!! Didn’t you hear me ?? I told you to come back, I wasn’t serious !!!” You continue to cry, covering your face with your forearms. He wraps his arms around you “Nooooo, stop crying !!! You can’t be sad because of me !!!” In a jerky voice, you burst into tears again, apologizing for disturbing him. He shakes his head, frowning. “Nooo !!! NOOOO !!! You never bothered me !!! Y/N !!! I apologize !!! I didn't mean to hurt you !!! Do not Cry !!! Please sweetheart !!!” You apologize again, he pulls you onto his lap, wipes your tears, holds your chin. He kisses you everywhere and holds you as tight as he can. “Noooo doll !!!! I want cuddles too !!! All the time !!!!" He kisses you again and convinces you to go eat. “Hit me my angel !!! Come on !!! Avenge yourself !!"

You shake your head, hugging him closer. He rubs your back “I’m so sorry my princess, give me lots of hugs !!! Come on !!! Sweetheart, how could you believe I was serious !!! As if I was going to refuse or delay your affection ?! I’m an idiot but not that much !!” You keep crying, he's really sad and angry with himself. You're so sensitive, he knows it, he shouldn't play this kind of game with you. “Come eat beauty, I want to see what you have prepared..” Your voice is hoarse, because of the tears "I… ate..” He looks at you attentively, you tell the truth. “Okay darling.. Will you stay with me while I eat ?..” You shrug your shoulders, he kisses you “I’m sorry my empress, I didn’t mean to hurt you.. I love you, I want cuddles.. All the time from you.. I beg your forgiveness..” You nod, he carries you to the kitchen. Keeps you on his lap, compliments you on your cooking and holds you against him.

He didn't let go of you and kept you on his knees for weeks. Asking for cuddles, all the time. Of course, you forgave him, how else could you do it. Maybe a wedding and a baby on the way. Who knows ?

Enjoy - Do not copy or repost anywhere. Republish of course if you like it. I made edits on Tiktok too if you want to check 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[tiofrean]

For the ask game: Poseidon 👀👀

Thank you! :D <3333 Ah! Our sea dad! :D

I had this idea that I talked about with @heycarrots and @blankbullet5 of Flint being Poseidon (or a child of Poseidon) and being the sea's favorite. He doesn't drown, he squeezes extra speed out of the Walrus, the wind comes when he needs it, the currents are always in his favor, he knows where to sail to get what he wants, etc. BUT! The catch is - he is kinda unaware of it himself. Silver puts this shit together in his head and confronts him. Cue in, Flint clumsily trying to use his powers when he thinks Silver is drowning. Silverflint as the endgame (there's A LOT of that pairing in what I write)

Snippet:

Silver sees none of it, too busy watching their captain whenever he can. They have been in the doldrums for a little over three days, and the sun baking them all mercilessly cannot be responsible for his state of mind in such a short time. They are drifting, but only John feels like he isn’t helplessly lost, hanging onto his newest obsession.  “Anything?” De Groot asks him, frowning down at Silver’s sprawled form. He has been sitting on the deck for the better part of the morning, pulling up eel cages, coming up with nothing. In reply, he shows the man another empty trap, then plunges it back into the water.  They have time still, he thinks, they’ll be out of there soon.  As soon as Flint gets out of his funk, that is, and works his magic on the ocean around them.  As if summoned, the captain walks out of his cabin and turns sharply towards one of the ladders leading below, his face as grim as ever. It has been like this since Charlestown - his features set in marble, his posture rigid. Gone was the ease with which he half-joked, half-threatened Silver, chased away by some ghoulish thoughts that have nothing to do with their current situation, and everything to do with Mrs. Barlow’s death.  Silver can’t help but wonder whether he can still bring a spark to the literal powder keg that Flint’s temper is, or whether it is all gone now, wet and useless.  He has seen Flint command this ship like a madman from hell, making the Walrus do things no vessel should be expected to do. He has seen Flint command men in a way that seemed almost frighteningly regal, with his chin up and his eyes blazing, like a creature from another world biding mere mortals to do his will. 

[dipplinduo]

S&S D Chapter 16 thoughts: (this is going to be super long)

1. "We're back at it again for another round for Kieran vs Drayto-"

*a few sentences later*

Oh. They're supposed to be working together.

*a few moments later*

Oh WAIT- The match is back on. Let's GOOOO 😂🤣

2. *Juliana in her Ribombee swimsuit enters the chat*

*Kieran.exe has stopped working*

(Crispin and Drayton's comments on Kieran short circuiting tho I-)

3. Oh dear. Not Ogerpon sensing Pecharunt and is about to cause violence again (Thanks Carmine and Drayton for the damage control)

4. HORRAY FOR COMMUNICATION. Kieran and Juliana finally talked things through. Another amazing progress has been made to their relationship and the Toxic Chain Investigation XD

5. I am SO GLAD it was Carmine who walked into them having their moment (I cannot imagine the amount of chaos that might happen if it was anyone else). I bet that commemorative photo is going to be framed by the three of them and it's decorated with their own style. X3

6. Are the Applins not feeling tired after running around for a whole day?

*a few moments later*

OH NOOOOOOOO WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO THEM?? PLEASS BE SAFE EVERYONE 😭😭😭

Okay. I am glad I picked the best time to use this gif (once again) cause it's super fitting for this chapter in this beach episode

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SEE SEE IT WOULD'VE BEEN FUNNY TO HAVE THEM AGAINST EACH OTHER, BUT I RAISE YOU, THEY'RE TEAMED BUT END UP FIGHTING ANYWAY, LOOOL

He's gonna need a new processing machine in that noggin, the one he had was fried-

Oh she did, alright...:)

I've decided on a whim that I want to emphasize this in the story rather than waiting for post-possession. Feels more impactful this way? And it makes their actual relationship more solidified and developed. We've had enough of their situationship and we've seen a decent amount of flaws in it lol.

I was very close to making this Lacey since she had the camera, but I couldn't imagine a way to make the conversation flow as it did with Carmine. LMAO

I can't find the post right now but I was so evil somewhere in someone else's ask where I hinted at this happening ages ago in a double entendre. LOOOOL <3333

Buckle up!! :D And thank you as always for sharing your thoughts and reactions I eat them up like dinner <3

[nin-jay-go]

Ask bomb 💣!

what was the first work you made for the fandom? How many WIPS do you have right now? Link your three favourite fics right now

oh shit an ask bomb!! sure :0

uhhh first work huh. in terms of art, my first piece was this, done in late 2017. yea idk either

my first fic is still on ao3, which is i believe sparkling water? unsure, i kinda didn't have a good grasp on these guys yet. or was good at writing lol

how many wips do i have? too many dfgjkhgdfjkh technically all of alterline is just one very large wip, i have abandoned wip writing projects, and i have some art wips that i kinda . dont have completed lol but its fineeeeeeeee

oh and fics!!!! lemme tell ya, all snake jay enjoyers should read once bitten new life by @northamericanjaguar its SO gooddddddd the snakeisms <3 just for me. also been seriously enjoying the no wu au by @kydv404, fantastic alternate worldbuilding and amazing found family moments, 10/10. and ofc how could i forget twwt bats <3333 by the amazing @morrogatari absolute MWAHHH chef's kiss of a fic

and i just listed the ones that are currently being updated regularly in my inbox, there's many more that i lose my brain over every day because this fandom has so many talented artists and writers and i'm having a FANTASTIC time here :D