#edit: ok i went back and tagged my posts of it as

[sameboot]

Hey man can u not do that

[whowantslovergirl]

An: this picture is very dear to my heart

Celebrity Crush

Kate Martin x influencer! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: reader goes to umich, cursing, this was before the umich vs iowa game and let’s pretend it was a home game for Michigan, reader is a beauty influencer, Kate being whipped, timeline of the relationship 😝 wbb masterlist

Summary: Kate goes on live saying the famous beauty influencer N/n L/n is her celebrity crush

posted: July 25, 2024

The question that started it all:

Jada was live and Kate was seen in the background listening and scrolling on her phone. Jada was looking through the comments trying to find something to respond to.

katemartinsgf: who’s yall celebrity crush??

“My celebrity crush is my boyfriend. What about you Kate?” She looked up. “What?”

“Who’s your celebrity crush?” She got up with a smile super excited to talk about you.

“It’s that one girl, she goes to umich and she does like day in the life and like get ready with me’s. I forgot her name!”

The comments immediately knew who she was talking about.

user1: OMG N/N L/N

user2: ITS N/N L/N

user3: OMG N/N L/N I LOVE HER SHES SO FUNNY

user4: N/N L/N

“Everyone’s saying N/n L/n.”

“Yes, that’s her! She’s so pretty oh my god.” Kate talked about you the whole live.

That one clip went viral, but you never seen it.

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You were scrolling on TikTok, and your notifications went crazy. People kept tagging you in this video, but you never checked it and just silenced mentions.

Thank God your friend asked if you wanted to go to the basketball game next week.

How N/n and Kate met:

“Hey guys! So today we are going to a basketball game. A girls basketball game because women sports are better and more entertaining.” You were vlogging your time before, during, and after the game and you were with your friend in the wolverine colors.

“Who’s playing?” You ask your friend.

“I think Iowa and I heard that they’re good so this will be fun.” They responded.

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“So we’re getting some snacks from the vending machine because the food that they sell is-.” Your friend cut you off.

“Fucking terrible! Omg did I tell you when I literally got food poisoning from it? Almost died for real.” You were shocked because they never told you that. They laughed at your reaction.

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While you guys were getting snacks the Iowa team were coming into the locker room. While they were walking Kate saw you at the vending machine and freaked out.

“Jada! Jada! Look who’s at the vending machine!” She looked and started going crazy with Kate. Gabbie saw this and just had to ask. “Why are yall freaking out?” They just pointed to the vending machine.

“Oh my god! Is that N/n L/n?!” They nodded out of excitement.

“Kate get her number!” Jada exclaimed. Kate looked at her with wide eyes. “What! No!”

“Why not? Just go!” She pushed Kate and you saw her, and it looked like she tripped so you went up to her.

“Oh my god! Are you okay?” She looked up and widened her eyes. “Yea yea I’m fine thanks for asking.” You looked at her and your jaw actually dropped. Her height alone was very attractive and her eyes oh my. "Oh ok, wait are you on Iowa?"

"Uh yea I was just going to the locker room."

"Oh well I'm Y/n or N/n whatever you feel comfortable with."

"I'm Kate." She smiled and turned to Jada; Jada mouthed "get her number now!" She turned back to you. "Do you think I can get your number?" You raised your eyebrows, and you looked shocked. "If you're not into girls its fine I'll just go-."

"No, it's fine and yea you can get my number." You gave it to her and went back to your friend who was recording the whole thing. Jada was jumping up and down out of excitement when Kate came back.

After the game you started editing your video and left in your interaction with Kate and the comments went crazy.

user5: I just know Kate is happy asf 💀

user6: AHHHH IT HAPPENED

user7: our dream came true guys

user8: they better get together istg

user9: this cured my depression

First facetime:

You and Kate have been texting back and forth with each other even if you guys live a few states apart it never stopped you guys from liking each other. Then you suggested that you guys should facetime more, and Kate freaked out.

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"She wants to facetime! Do I look okay?" Kate asked Jada as she was trying to fix her hair. "Yes, Kate you look fine."

Then you called. "Oh my god she's calling!"

"Then answer it, Kate."

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"Hey N/n"

"Hey Kate. Wait I feel like you should have a nickname too." She smiles. "Oh yea? What should it be?" You shrugged. "I don't know like martin the martian or something." She busted out laughing. "Extra points for creativity N/n." You smile. "Thanks! Really thought about it."

You guys fell asleep on the phone together.

When Kate and Y/n finally became girlfriend and girlfriend:

Kate was planning to fly to Michigan to visit you and you were very happy. Her plane just landed, and you are almost on your way to pick her up.

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You saw her come out and got out of the car to hug her. You jumped in her arms, and she dropped her bag.

"Hey N/n."

"Hey martin the martian." You guys got in the car and drove to your apartment.

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You guys are watching a movie, and you guys were on the part where the guy asks the girl to be his girlfriend. "That is so cute. So simple but so cute." You said and Kate looked at you. "So, you don't want anything extravagant?" You shook your head. "I feel like something private between two people is better than something public."

"So do you want to be my girlfriend?" You look at her in shock. "Are you serious?!" She nodded. "Yea I'll be your girlfriend." You smiled.

When Y/n surprised Kate:

You and Kate haven't seen each other in three months. Since it was winter it was very hard to find a flight that wasn't getting delayed or cancelled but luckily you found one and are on your way to Iowa now.

You told Kate that there was a big snowstorm coming and you couldn't come until next week. That was obviously a lie. You were informed by Caitlin that there was a team dinner tonight and you should surprise her there. Right now, you are vlogging your trip to Iowa and now in a hotel room with Caitlin. "Alright guys I'm in Iowa right now with Cait." "Hey everybody!" She yelled. "But we are getting ready for the team dinner and surprise Kate. So, this will cut to when we're ready."

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"Hey guys so Y/n is still not ready so I will be occupying you guys." Cait said while setting up the camera. Before she can you came in. "Oh my god she's here guys."

"I did not take that long!" Cait just rolled her eyes. You picked up the camera. "Ok so we are going to show our outfits even though they're basic black dresses." You flipped the camera to show Cait and she started posing dramatically. Then took the camera to show you and you did the same thing you both laughed, and it cut to you hiding in the bathroom of the restaurant.

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"Right now, I'm hiding in the bathroom waiting for my signal." You said while whispering. "Jada is going to knock on the stall and Ima come out. We are doing it after dinner so I'm going to be here for about an hour but it's fine because I'm playing episode, and this story is so good oh my." After an hour passed Jada knocked on the stall and you rushed out and Jada was holding your camera. "Is it recording?" You shook your head and turned it on. "She was literally talking about you the whole dinner." You laughed. "No really, she was like 'I miss N/n' 'I'm seeing her next week, but I wanted to see her today.' You took the camera from Jada.

"Yall heard that? My bae loves me."

"No, she actually does guys." You and Jada laughed.

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The team was getting ready to leave when Coach said they're going to take a picture. Lisa was in on it, and she saw you and asked to take a picture. "Hey, can you take a picture of us?" She says smiling. "Yea of course." Kate recognized your voice but didn't turn around because you're not here anyway. You took her phone to take the picture and Kate's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. You took the picture. "We should retake it because Kate's face ruins the photo." You said laughing. She ran up to hug you. "What about the snowstorm?"

"Babe there was no snowstorm."

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When you guys got home you went to edit the video after spending time with Kate and the team. "What are you titling it?"

'Surprising my Iowa bae'

She laughed and you posted it.

user10: this is so cute omg

user11: I LOVE THEM OMG

user12: THIS IS HOW I FOUND OUT????

N/nreplied: girl where you been 🧍‍♀️

Random N/n and Kate video:

You and Kate were going to eat dinner together. They got Culvers when Kate had an idea for a video. They were going to eat while answering questions.

"Hello everyone, today we are going to be answering questions that you guys have. I was going to do something like this, but Kate wanted to do a video so bad."

"Not true." You just looked at her. "Okay before she starts lying even more, we are going to start."

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"Alright them what you got babe." Kate started showing her food. I got the cod fish burger withe extra tartar sauce with fries and a lemonade."

"She has to be healthy because she's an athlete or whatever, But I got a double butter burger with a large fry and a large Dr. Pepper. Also, some vanilla custard." She looked at you. "You're so big."

"Shut up! Ok let's eat and answer your questions!"

What's one thing you guys like about each other? And one thing you hate?

"I like Kate's smile and I hate when she makes a joke and she like looks around to make sure you laughed, and she always looks a dad waiting for his kids to laugh with like a huge smile on her face." She was laughing. "No, I don't!"

"Yes, you do!"

"My favorite thing about N/n is her humor and one thing I hate is how she makes fun of me." That made you burst out laughing. "I don't make fun of you." She looked at the camera with her jaw dropped. "Shes lying to you."

Favorite memory of each other?

They both were silent, trying to think of their favorite memory. "I don't really have one." Kate said and you nodded. "We only been dating for like six months-."

"Seven." Kate corrected. "Sorry seven months and we only spent like four of those together, so we don't really have that much." You shrugged.

First impression of each other?

"When I first saw N/n for the first time I freaked out you can ask Jada. I freaked out."

"Was that the first time you saw me in person?" She nodded.

"My first impression of Kate was I thought she was clumsy because I thought she tripped and then seeing her up close I was very attracted to her."

"Awwww you love me!" You rolled your eyes at her statement.

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After a few more questions, you ended the video and posted it without editing.

user13: them arguing is hilarious

user14: N/n and Kate world domination

user15: KATE CALLING N/N BIG BYEEEE

user16: i love their relationship like when is it my turn :(

The WNBA draft:

"Good morning! Today is the WNBA draft and Kate is getting drafted-."

"We don't know that for sure!"

"Shut up!" You wanted to vlog Kate drafted because you know it's going to happen. "Kate doesn't think she's getting drafted, but I believe that my bae is getting drafted."

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"Ok guys were getting ready and looks who's here!" You pan the camera to Jada and Gabbie, and they cheered. "So, I know some people here, but I never really watched college sports since I met Kate soo and from the people I had seen so far. By far the most attractive women I ever seen." Everyone laughed. "So yall know the drill we are going to be ready after this cut."

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"Look at us!' Kate exclaimed. "We are on our way to the draft guys. I'm so excited!" You said.

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"So, we are in our seats, and I don't know if I'm allowed to film so you guys are in my lap." You whispered. "We are almost done on the first round of picks and Kate will be chosen the second round."

"You don't know that." She whispered back and you just ignored her.

"She will be picked."

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On the 17th pick you are starting to get nervous because Kate didn't get chosen yet. They are about to announce the 18th pick for the Las Vegas Aces.

"For the 18th pick of the 2024 WNBA draft the Las Vegas Aces select.... Kate Martin." You screamed out of joy and jumped up causing your camera to fall. You hugged and kissed her with a huge smile on your face. You picked up your camera real fast so you can film Kate holding the jersey.

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"My Martin the Martian is a Las Vegas Ace!!!" You screamed in the camera with an Aces hat on. "Guys didn't I say she was going to get picked? Yea and guess what happened? She got picked!"

Since you were so happy you completely forgot that Kate will be all the way in Las Vegas.

user17: YESSSSSS SHES AN ACE

user18: I love how supportive N/n is 😍

user19: THE CAMERA BYEEEE

user20: so cute :)

Kate surprising Y/n:

It has been four months since Kate and Y/n been apart. They're still going strong because they're used to doing a long-distance relationship, but they miss each other dearly. Kate been planning on surprising you in Michigan when she goes to play a game there and she filmed most of it so you can post it.

‘Martin the Martian takeover’

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“Hey guys so I am going to surprise N/n today because she doesn’t know I’m going to Michigan. Since she graduated she is doing her masters online which is amazing clap it up for my girl.” She started clapping. “She’ll add clapping sounds don’t worry guys.”

“But anyway I’m on my way to Michigan now and I’m very excited to see her cause I haven’t seen her in like four months.”

“She tells us all the time!” Aja exclaimed in the background. Kate looked at the camera and ended the video.

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Kate is in Michigan and you are at your parent’s house just until the apartment you have gets ready for you. Your parents know that Kate is coming over and it’s killing your mom that she can’t tell you.

You got a call from Kate and you answered it. “Hello?”

“Hey N/n I sent you a little present and it says it delivered say can you check if it’s there?” You had a confused look on your face. “Ok?”

You went downstairs to see if the ‘present’ is there. You opened the door and screamed. Kate was right there filming your reaction. “Look babe I’m vlogging!” You laugh and jumped into her arms. “I missed you.” You mumbled into her shoulder. “I missed you too baby.”

“I actually got you a gift though.” She took her jersey and some tickets out of her bag. “There’s three if you want to invite your parents or friends.” You teared up. “Thank you Kate.” You give her a kiss. She ended the video and you guys hung out before you guys went to the game she left a little earlier but you were still there.

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Kate sent you the videos she made and you edited and posted ‘Martin the Martian takeover’

user21: the fact that she vlogged this knowing that N/n would want a video I LOVE THEM

user22: no they’re honestly the cutest

user23: yall better marry each other 🙄

user24: i love them

By the way this was all because Kate said N/n is her celebrity crush.

An: ending was ass BUT HOPED YOU ENJOY MY LOVERS 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[celestie0]

hi friends, i won’t be posting or updating any of my works for an indefinite period n will be on hiatus from this blog as well.

i’ve unlisted kickoff & ihm on ao3 (haven’t deleted, they’ve just been made private) and i’ve unpinned my masterlist here on tumblr (again nothing’s been deleted so you could probably find the chapters if you searched my tags)

but the reason i did that is because i don’t want any new readers finding my works during my hiatus because i don’t want to potentially upset more people in the event that, during this hiatus, i decide that i would no longer like to write my fics

that would be an insanely sad decision to make. i put so much thought into my stories not because i am trying to make them entertaining, but it’s because they genuinely mean so much to me and are cathartic in ways i can’t describe. i have spent a great majority of my life self negating for the sake of others, and so writing was just a form of expression where i could talk about all the things i’ve suppressed over the years - anxiety, career stress, financial stress, avoidance, depression, loss, coming of age, navigating love, etc

but lately, and i do think it’s been a build up of just some careless words from a handful of people over the months, i find myself steering towards a practice of writing that is no longer asking the question “how can i put as much of myself in this piece as possible?” but rather “how can i make sure people won’t criticize this…i feel awful that it doesn’t have what they want it to have…other creators are doing xyz, should i be doing that too?…i’m just scared to share this”

not exactly sure when that shift in headspace began, but as of right now, it’s as strong as ever. and i understand that those questions may seem irrational, and i just have to try to not focus on the feeling, n i wish i was someone that could compartmentalize those thoughts better, but here’s the thing — the whole reason i started expressing myself through writing in the first place was because i’ve spent my whole life compartmentalizing. it would feel so ironic & untrue to the lessons i’ve learned in this journey if i just chose to “suck this up” and continue pushing forward until i reach a point of burnout simply because i don’t want to upset anyone

i’m really sorry i couldn’t focus on the positive. especially with all the insane n incredible amount of love n support i’ve received for my works. i’ve said this time n time again but when i started posting kickoff to ao3 back in january of this year, i had NO idea it would be this loved by so many people…i was like ok can’t wait to interact w these four readers for the rest of the year…and then BAM, i find myself fully sobbing after each chapter update because i was so touched by all the sweet n kind words. i don’t want this decision to come off in a way that makes it seems like i don’t love u guys sm or that i’m ungrateful — i’ve always taken pride in respecting my audience. even for a simple hobby, i try to put effort into my works. i proofread, i plan out, i edit in length, all because i am, well, for one, i’m a bit of a perfectionist LOL but also i think there’s a great deal of honor in respecting an audience that gives you their time n attention

but i already am struggling in my life to focus on the positive. medicine has been such an incredibly daunting career to pursue, i’m honestly only doing slightly better now because i’m just filled with relief that i got into med school to begin with lol it’s still surreal to me, so the stress has been kinda manageable so far on that sense of optimism, but dear god the shit i went through to get here…and the shit i know i still face ahead of me. i spend all of my serotonin on trying to stay positive in the face of my responsibilities. so all of this time i’ve spent trying to stay positive for the sake of my stories too has just left me with so much exhaustion — i just don’t see why posting my works should be anything less than fun and endlessly exciting when it’s a hobby that’s supposed to help me thru the actual brunt of life.

anyways, i’m getting a little carried away here. all this to say, i just need to take time away from posting my works so i can see writing as something for myself n not for others again. i don’t want the thoughts swimming in my head to be thoughts of anxiety over people potentially criticizing me n my creative decisions. i want the thoughts in my head to once again be positive, excited, and nurturing towards my stories. i don’t see how i can accomplish that at this point unless i start writing for myself once more, and not for others

i still have a great deal of passion to write, which is why i haven’t formally taken down my works. i anticipate that i may be able to come back in the future to share my writing again. but as of right now, i just want to heal the relationship that i have with this hobby, and i feel like that’s gotta happen in private (lmfao it sounds like im tryna freak my writing)

i’m sorry that i turned off my asks n my replies, i know so many of u care about me n want to support me n i just am beyond thankful. i don’t anticipate this is a forever goodbye, but i do just need some time rn away from all of this.

hope u all have a happy time!! and take care of yourselves :) much love

- ellie

[satxnsupreme666]

Talk to me: Agatha Harkness/Agnes x Fem!reader

Masterlist

Requested by: @thestrangeundoing

Summary: You and Agatha are married and both of you are living in Westview, you start to feel exhausted by the effects of living in Wanda’s illusion and your attitude starts to change.

Words: 3k+

Warnings: Slight angst but at the end pure fluff

Author´s notes: Hello.

Hi, this was a requested story, I do not know if I should tag the people who requested at the time, I want to be respectful, so I am not sure if I should tag them, I will try and do it since it was their request and their idea and if any of the people who requested back at the time now feel uncomfortable being tagged, please let me know and I will delete the tag.

This was one of the first stories I wrote three years ago, I had posted them on Tumblr on my old account, but due to my mental health, I had to take a break from Tumblr and the toxicity and hate that had suddenly increased, I deleted all of my stories and my old account, now I have decided to upload them again here on Tumblr and also on Ao3.

Again, as this was one of the first stories I wrote for Agatha Harkness is a little bit short, I will be uploading the rest of the stories from time to time, I have to edit them and make sure they are legible enough and with not a lot of grammatical errors.

I hope you like it!

Taglist: @eliscannotdance

If you enjoy, could you comment, like or reblog? it would help a lot really ♥️

You couldn’t believe you have just been living in Westview for three months, it felt like two years!

Every day was the same, every day you had to play along with Wanda into making her believe that you were under her mind control, just like Agatha had taught you.

When Agatha told you that she had sensed powerful magic and that she wanted to Investigate what was the source of such magic, she had told you that she needed to go, she had never felt something so strong before, and maybe it was something dangerous that could threaten not only this universe.

She didn’t want to put you in danger, so she told you that it would be better if she went just by herself, she was afraid that it could be something too strong even for her and then she wouldn’t be able to protect you.

You smiled at her and reassured her that everything would be fine, she didn’t want to leave you all by herself either so decided that the two of you would go together.

That same day Agatha and you packed some things to travel to the source of the magic, when both of you were ready and walked out of your lovely house, she looked at you and smiled, you were right everything would be fine, you were with her and that was what mattered the most, she was glad that you were coming with her.

She then put her arm around your waist in a protective way, she pulled you closer to her body and held a tight grip around your waist, as if she was afraid of losing you, and with a flick of her hand some purple smoke surrounded you both and unconsciously you rested your head against her chest while closing your eyes.

When you opened your eyes, you were in front of a small town that had a sign which said welcome to Westview, you frowned, so, everything was coming from a little town?

You were a bit confused but didn’t mind it, Agatha was always right so she knew where were you.

Agatha stood there in the middle of the sidewalk, you realized she was trying to figure out something, she looked so focused on her thoughts and she looked so pretty that you didn’t want to bother her, so you started to walk, you wanted to look closely.

Before you could pass the line that, showed the end of Westview Agatha dragged you hastily against her body, she had a strong grip around you and she her breathing was quickly, for a minute you were confused, what had happened?

“Sweetheart, you almost touched the magic field that’s covering this town, we do not know what this field can cause so we need to be more careful ok?” She asked you and closed her eyes while giving you a kiss on your forehead, you nodded and you didn’t leave her side.

After some more minutes of Agatha thinking she turned towards you to tell you something

“Ok sweetheart, I will try to discover what type of magic is in order to know how to enter the town without the magic affecting us, stay back doll” She pressed a quick kiss to your lips and walked towards the line, you saw her hands glowing purple and she started to pass her hands over the magic field, after that with a movement of her hand a what it looked like a portal appeared on the field, you were surprised, it was like looking inside Westview, but it was completely different from what the cover looked like.

“Honey now I have a theory, but I need to know a little bit more, so, it looks like the view that we have without this portal is some kind of trick, because on the inside it looks like this” Agatha pointed her finger at the entrance of the portal and you gasped everything was black and white! How could it be?”

“So, do you know how can we enter?” You asked your wife

“Yes, but I will have to put a spell over you to protect you, ok? I don’t know what this magic can do, and I’m afraid that something else can happen to you” She said while caressing you cheek, you nodded and she brought her fingers to the side of your forehead, little smoke of purple covered her hand and your eyes went the same color of her magic and seconds later in went away.

“That’s it angel, now we’re ready to enter” She grabbed your hand again and this time the two of you walked into the portal Agatha had opened minutes earlier.

When you crossed the field, Agatha used her magic to changed her clothes and yours, you felt excited you and Agatha looked like someone from the 50s, you were excited, you thought everything would be quick but oh how wrong you were.

After that Agatha explained everything to you, how she thought that the source was a person and not a thing and how that person was controlling everything so you had to play along.

At first it was easy, acting as if you were Wanda’s best friend, sometimes she would look for you to hang out with her, sometimes she would look for you for some emotional support, it was fine, she wasn’t as adamant first, you understood she just needed someone to talk to, meanwhile Agatha investigated a little more, you really wanted to help her, so even when Wanda kept looking for you again, and again to talk to you about how Vision and her yelled at each other and you started to feel tired when you were around her, but you still kept listening to Wanda.

You didn’t understand why you were suddenly feeling so tired and upset, it was like all of your peaceful and bubbly personality had started to fade away, you couldn’t put your finger on why you were on a bad mood all of sudden.

Sometimes when you talked to Wanda you could swear you could feel her own distressed which you didn’t understand why.

Now you just wanted to lay in your bed all day, you didn’t want to go out anymore you just felt exhausted, you didn’t want to do anything anymore, you just wanted to put a cover all over yourself and sleep.

It happened too fast, one day you were ok and the next you just felt terrible.

Later that day, when Agatha arrived at night, she found it weird that all the lights were off, she frowned and hurried to enter the house, she was walking upstairs and saw a dim light coming from your room, it was weird normally you would wait for her to arrive and the both of you prepared together to sleep.

Agatha walked closer to your shared room and opened it quietly, the only light on was the one coming from your little lamp on the nightstand. She smiled when she saw you hugging one of her purple sweaters, she knew you always did that when you missed her, Agatha walked quietly to the bed, carefully not to make any sound, when she was close enough she knelt down in front of the bed you two shared, you looked so peaceful, Agatha took a strand of hair that was falling on your face and with her fingers she brushed it out and put it behind your ear.

You felt her soft touch and stirred a little pulling her sweater closer to you, Agatha changed her clothes for something more comfortable to sleep in and she climbed into the other side of the bed, Agatha passed one of her hands over your waist and pulled you closer to her body and finally she pressed a kiss to your forehead before falling asleep.

The next day you woke up feeling crankier than ever, you didn’t understand why, you felt even more tired than yesterday, how could that even be possible? You slept all night!

Agatha entered to your shared bedroom and she excitedly greeted you, you snuggled close to her unconsciously while sleeping and she always loved it when you did it.

“Hey doll, did you sleep well?” Agatha asked you while going to hug you, she hugged you from behind and dropped a kiss on your forehead, you leant into her touch, your head was aching but you didn’t want your wife to worry, she needed to concentrate herself into searching more about Wanda’s magic.

You didn’t answer and just let her comfort you in her arms, she tilted her head, you were strangely quiet

“Darling I was thinking that maybe we could go out today, we could go to the nice restaurant that’s right at the center of the town? Would you like to go?” Agatha asked, she had been immersed into her research that you and her hadn’t done a lot of things together

“I’m not sure Agatha, don’t you have more research to do?” You didn’t notice your annoyed tone, the throbbing feeling in your head was becoming stronger, you just wanted to take a shower and lay in your bed again

Agatha blinked at your sudden tone and at the way you had called her, usually you would call her Aggie or call her by one of your favorite pet names, but now you used her full name, she was confused, in a different situation you would have jumped of excitement, but now you looked tired, she couldn’t understand why, were you angry because lately she was not as much in home as before? Did you feel that she was not paying enough attention to you? She was concerned she wanted to make things right but she didn’t know what had happened or what had she done wrong.

“Sweetheart, are you ok?” Asked Agatha while turning you around gently to look at her, you looked pale and her worry only grew more.

“I’m fine, really you do not have to worry, I’ll take a shower” You said removing yourself from her, you didn’t want her to worry, she had to focus on other things right now.

Agatha thought that maybe you were just in a bad mood and she tried to brushed her worry away, she knew for a fact that whenever you felt down you always told her, so if you were feeling bad or sad, she hoped you would tell just as many other times you had told her, she hesitated to leave your shared bedroom, she wanted to stay there and take care of you but different glitches had started to manifest yesterday and she had to search more, those glitches could be dangerous, she really hesitated, but in the end she decided to give you some space, maybe after your shower you would feel better.

When you got out of the shower you decided to go downstairs to eat something, maybe you would feel a little bit better after putting something in your stomach.

You arrived at your kitchen and smiled when you saw in the table some chopped fruit, it was your favorite fruit, you felt your heart warming, she was always so good with you, you tried to eat but you didn’t have the appetite, right now so you decided to put the fruit inside the fridge, the headache had stopped but still you felt tired.

Sitting down in the couch you grabbed a blanket and covered yourself with it, you pressed the button of the TV remote control, however you didn’t get to watch anything because your eyelids felt heavy and once again you closed your eyes to sleep again.

The throbbing pain in your head woke you up, this time the headache was worse, you tried pressing your fingers to the side of your forehead to put some pressure in it, you just felt awful, you wanted Agatha to hold you but at the same time you didn’t want her to worry.

You were so immersed in your own physical pain that you didn’t hear Agatha entering your house.

Agatha had decided to come home earlier and when she opened the door and saw her wife there, lying down in the couch with a blanket over her, and her fingers on her forehead, of course she became more worried, something you didn’t want to.

“Honey? Are you alright?” You snapped out of your thoughts and lazily you turned your head to fully look at your wife, your eyes looked tired

“I´m alright love, really, I´m just a little tired, that´s all” You tried to smile at her while rubbing your hand on your face

“Are you sure? You don´t look well doll, your skin looks paler, have you had breakfast yet? Or at least have you eaten the fruit I left for you?” Agatha asked you concerned, she knelt down in front of the couch, she lifted you chin to have a better look of you face, you leant into her touch enjoying the feeling of her touch.

“I´m sure, maybe I got the flu or something, I´m not hungry” Agatha glanced at you, she didn’t understand why you were so tired suddenly, she wanted to do something for you, to make you feel better.

“Sweetheart you need to eat at least something” Said Agatha with a concerned look on her face, she didn’t want yourself to get sicker.

“I´m fine really, there´s nothing to worry about, can you just let me rest? Please?” You didn’t mean to sound harsh, but you couldn’t stand the headache.

Agatha was taken aback by the way you had spoken to her, you had never talked to her in such a rude way, she couldn’t understand, she was just trying to make sure that you were ok.

“I will just lay in our bed, alright” You removed yourself from the couch and from her touch

She frowned, she thought you didn’t want her to touch you, as if you were annoyed, she couldn’t put her finger on was bothering you, but it looked as if you didn’t want to be near her, she was trying to make sure you were alright and you kept evading her, she felt hurt by your actions, she didn’t understand why you were pushing her away, she just wanted to help you

She wanted to give you some space, but three days passed and still you were the same, you didn’t want to go out, you kept to yourself all the time, you even didn’t talk to her as much as before, she wanted to understand, but she didn’t know what was wrong.

After three days passed, she decided to confront you.

That day when Agatha arrived again at your house, she saw that you were going to walk upstairs again to hide in your bedroom, but this time she stopped you.

“What is wrong with you? You do not want to go out with me anymore, you don’t even have dinners with me anymore, is it because I left you here by yourself? I told you that it would be a hard time, trying to maintain our covers so Wanda didn’t realize we are both aware of what is going on” – She stopped to take a deep breath, before speaking again “I don’t understand why you´re mad at me, why you don´t talk to me, if you were not going to talk to me for days it would have been the same if you wouldn’t have come with me” – She said to you, she waited for an answer, she wanted you to say something, but when you didn’t she turned to go outside the house.

Her words hurt you, a lot, and you didn’t understand why she was angry, you just didn’t want her to worry, but it hadn’t worked.

You just felt so tired that you let yourself fall down in the chairs sitting there on one of the steps, you started to cry without having the energy to look how she was leaving.

Agatha heard your cries and even when she was still a little mad, she was alarmed, you hadn’t showed any other emotion for the past days.

She hurried to be by your side and she knelt down in front of you, touching your thighs and caressing them.

“Hey honey, I´m sorry I didn’t mean any of what I said it´s just- “ You hugged her, pressing yourself against her body.

“I´m the one who´s sorry, I kept pushing you away because I didn’t want you to worry, I´ve been feeling so stressed and tired, ever since Wanda started to talk to me about her problems, whenever she shares with me how she feels, I don’t know why it´s like I can feel her own burden and suffering and all the headaches just kept coming back, the throbbing in my head wouldn’t go away and I just didn’t want you to worry because I know you´re really focused on what you have to search that I didn’t want to interrupt you, I´m really sorry Aggie” – You just kept crying on her chest and your wife felt so guilty, she had told you things out of the annoyance, but most important she felt mad at herself for not noticing before that Wanda´s magic had started to affect you.

“Oh love, I´m sorry, I should have noticed before, I was immersed in my own research that I forgot about how you were feeling-” She took you face to make you look at her, your wife smiled at you and with her fingers she wiped the tears away from your face, she caressed your cheek and you leant into her touch.

“I might know why you´re feeling the way you do, I think Wanda unconsciously is passing or reflecting her own feelings into you, that´s why you feel so tired my love, let me help you, I want make sure you´re fine” – She was almost pleading, you nodded your wife took the tip of her fingers on your forehead and then smoke purple appeared, you didn’t know what she had done but you felt better.

“Better?”- Your wife asked you and you nodded happily, Agatha smiled and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

“You do not need to push me away again, we´ve been together for years, and even this magical town and the source of it is not more important than you, ok? There´s nothing more important than you for me, you always come first, please, do not hide anything from me again, I love you and I just want the best for you, you´re the love of my life, so please, don´t push me away again”- Tears were threatening to spill form your eyes, but this time it was not because of sadness, you felt loved and your heart warmed at your wife´s words, you were her world and you tried to push her away.

You nodded at her, Agatha brushed some of your hair smiling at you, she was happy again, now she understood everything and she hoped that things were going to get better for the both of you.

Now you felt at peace, your mind was not surrounded with pain, now you could breathe again, and it was because of your wife Agatha, you caressed the side of her face and grinned, you leant to kiss her and she captured your lips, you felt heat from your stomach to your chest, and your heart decided to skip a beat, you broke the kiss to breathe and Agatha then pulled you in again, claiming your mouth once again, whenever Agatha kissed you, you felt your legs go weak, she had that effect on you, and she knew that, she loved your soft lips against hers, she just loved you entirely.

When you pulled away you finally smiled at her, you gave her a genuine smile and she was happy, for the first time in days you finally looked calmed.

“Can we go for a walk? I think I need some air, maybe we could have a picnic?” You asked your wife and she nodded with a cheerful smile on her face and she stroked your hair.

“Of course honey, we can do whatever you want my love, and please whenever you feel overwhelmed, sad or anything that you´re feeling, please talk to me” You nodded and wrapped your arms around her, she tightened her grip around you, now you could start again, this time without hidden pain, you whispered an “I love you” in her ear, you were happy, you were with her and that was the most important thing.

[butchdiaz]

tagged by @iinryer to do a 2024 fic roundup but i'm adding my videos in too because. uh. its fun to look back! and i want to!

MARCH

american teenager (36s)

my first ever commission! for my best friend bia! to this day i hear do what you want (do more!) everytime i listen to this song.

APRIL

arms (1:02)

this was for seti. and it hurt.

good luck babe! (1:11)

literally never felt euphoria the same since the week of bi buck when i made this. changed the timeline. (although i was so euphoric and excited to post that i cropped in a rush and left a little white line in one of the shots and it pisses me off massively to this day. yes im a virgo thanks for asking)

to open up my arms and give it all to you (2.5k)

my little buck coming out to chris fic with hints of buddie <3 bi buck got me writing again after months of literal Nothing. god bless

one of your girls (3:09)

kirby's vision went OFF. so proud of this one like. its gotta be one of my favs and i feel like it became a bit of a butchdiaz classic which makes me so happy :D

MAY

kill her freak out (1:33)

this video is my little baby. ohhh samia. ouaagh eddie.

scared of my guitar (2:23)

shoutout to the way the dialogue syncs up in this one. rly satisfying to me hehehe. honestly didn't think i'd like this one as much as i do but she hits hard

promise (1:15)

love when people commission me to edit songs im already currently obsessing over yay!!!!!

JUNE

happy to be here (2:16)

julien baker. eddie diaz. aka abby had a mental breakdown making this one.

closed hands, full of friends (45s)

this was my first time editing a song i had Never heard beforehand! 3 cheers for finding new music!!

JULY

l'amour de ma vie (3:26)

ok not to toot my own horn but. this one is good. i feel like i really told a story u know. and about now is when i started to play around with fun/more intricate text ooh ooooh

a burning hill (1:01)

this prompt was designed in a lab to kill me specifically. i wanted to do the whole song originally but i like. could not go on.

my ego dies at the end (2:49)

i reallyyyy like this one. long edits my beloved! i love to build to something. i rewatch this one often tbh. jensen mcrae is everythinggg

AUGUST

north star (2:16)

again, had never heard this song b4 i got this prompt and it got me obsessed with this searows album. this edit makes me feel all soft. rly loved incorporating fleabag into it bc like. fleabag for life. shoutout summerofbuddie for the inspo

feels like (58s)

this song has been on my buddie playlist(s) forever so i was So excited to get this prompt. it was so fun to make something. not depressing and just like. fluffy. fun fact i hand drew all the hearts for this in ps and they were such a pain to work with but i really love how it turned out cause i'd never done anything like that before :')

pink balloon (2:29)

finally made a proper buck amv. after so many eddie ones it was actually nice to switch it up. felt re-inspired! also always so inspired by samia ugh. i am an eddiegirl literally to my bones tho so this was both v hard and v fun to make.

SEPTEMBER

"i want a divorce" / "it was a date" (2:19)

the buckshannon parallels ouuugughhh. this was one of those ones that haunted me so persistently i literally was forced to make it. saw hanna's post and then blacked out and i was posting this.

had a feeling i could be someone (3k)

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leave tonight or live and die this way (1.1k)

dyke buddie!!!!!!!! these fics are sooooo near and dear to my heart. i love to make everyone wlw! i love to project my butchness onto my fav characters! wrote these so fast (for me) like writing has Never flown out of me like that. i was possessed by the spirit of lesbianism. and. GOD. the response to these fics also makes me want to cry daily. the beautiful art that was created?????? for me and my little fic?????????? i actually can't believe it i love you guys so much. lesbians forever and ever and ever.

did it to myself (1:11)

another one of my favs. i think it slaps so hard tbh. i tried a lot of new stuff and it was so FUN. orla's music is so much fun to edit to i need to do another one of her songs asap.

afraid of heights (2:46)

boygenius wrote this for my friend buck buckley. got entirely consumed by this one. thank u han for being my buckafraidofheights warrior for life <3

headlock (2:23)

i love buck but i remember coming back to making an eddie amv and breathing a sigh of relief. i just Get him. its so easy. this one's underrated i think oop it kinda slaps

OCTOBER

savior complex (3:16)

this one was a rly good challenge and idek why. super happy with how it turned out though i like watching it back

NOVEMBER

funeral bell (2:54)

the buck thesis statement. to me. and such a crazy unique process. loved working w kaitlin on this one and sending her 10 million drafts (she rly got a behind the scenes tour yall and it was not pretty). this was an absolute BEAST to make despite it not even being that complicated. i think i just cared so much about making it perfect for my dear friend who trusted me with her visions and inspiration and that made it all the more special!

you get your dreams for free (14.8k)

drunk cuddling!!!!!!!! my longest fic i've posted to date and i fully thought i was never gonna finish it. i abandoned this last YEAR but im SO glad i came back to it and most of the reason for that is because of the absolutely lovely responses to my earlier fics this year <3 literally hilarious to me that i originally wanted to post this on halloween 2023. abby. abby no.

surrender my heart! (1:30)

post-confessions euphoria + a carly rae jepsen prompt? i was literally in heaven. SURRENDER UR HEART EDDIEEEEEEEEE

DECEMBER

every place leads back to your place (2.1k)

music inspires me soooo much (looks up at this post. no way right.) so i absolutely loved writing based off a song! and a chappell song nonetheless!! so fun to twist a breakup song around to fit Them. i particularly love the kiss in this one <3

oldie's station (3:17)

phew we're almost there! this one is recent but lowkey it feels like another classic to me already. i really really like it. making it felt like cooking a three course meal and watching it kinda feels like eating one :D (thank god) (i spent so many hours in that kitchen)

letter to god (1974) (2:27)

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letter to god (1983) (1:52)

putting these together bc they are sister songs and sister videos. first time in my life i've worked on two videos at once. it was fun because they kind of grew together and influenced each other very directly. not fun because i ran out of space and my laptop crashed. several times. these felt rly indulgent and raw. kind of shocking to me how perfect both songs feel for both of them. had a lot of fun messing with the voice/video filters to try and place these in their respective eras bc im obsessed with that aspect of the songs. halsey's artistry is crazy yall if u havent listened to her newest album GO. NOW.

the rush of slumber party kissing (3.2k)

posted this literally yesterday lol. also my first time writing smut. somehow. scary! but i did giggle all the way through writing this tbh. when buddie reveal their true nature as silly teenage girls >>>>>>>>>>

SPECIAL SHOUTOUT

fleabag au wip, who saw the light of day again this year. she could be finished in six months or six more years, but she Will be finished. im determined!

<3

ok if u read all that uh. wow congrats fhdhhdh im gonna get sappy for JUST A SEC now cause uh. im actually blown away by the support and love and appreciation this fandom has shown me this past year. you guys have given me so much confidence in my skills as both an editor and a writer and you also quite literally helped me pay my rent. by making videos about gay firefighters. its actually kind of mind blowing to me how lucky i am and i never want to take that for granted <3

to anyone who has commissioned me, or sent me a prompt, or left a comment on a fic, or a tag on a video, or sent me a kind ask, or subscribed to me, or followed me, or reblogged anything of mine this year: thank you.

im so grateful for this little community and all the friends and connections i have made through our collective insanity over a procedural drama on abc (neé fox). yall rock so hard.

<3

tagging @userbuddie @chronicowboy @confessionseddie @try-set-me-on-fire @userautumn @lovelettered @exhuastedpigeon @sibylsleaves @saryasy @team-118 @lemmeaskthedevil @eddiebabygirldiaz if u wanna do any sort of yearly roundup!

[thelilylav]

Hmmm... very interesting to me that Taylor Swift is trending rn and yet for some reason no one in that tag is complaining that her trending is taking away from what's going on in Palestine and what's happening in Rafah. And yet for some reason, people couldn't seem to shut up in the Kendrick Lamar tag when he was trending about how the whole beef was just two celebrities beef (it's much deeper than that) and were making up theories abt how the whole thing was taking attention away from Palestine and everyone talking about it should feel ashamed of themselves (every single account I saw in that tag was posting about Palestine too).

And the thing that's really getting me is that Taylor is trending bc of a change to the Eras tour. An objectively unimportant change to make, especially when compared to what's going on in Rafah. But that's not what gets hate, no, it's the predator getting called out in an industry known for exploitation by one of the biggest artists in said industry. The racism isn't even implicit atp...

Edit: ok so just to clarify no this wasn't meant to insinuate that Taylor trending was some setup of Israel (that's just... like objectively wrong lmao), it was to point out that when it comes to a black artist in hip hop (a predominantly non-white genre) people wouldn't let fans of said genre just enjoy the music and shenanigans happening in that genre and that's it's hypocritical to act like people can't care abt two things at once, but they can enjoy their white "feminist icon" pop star (a much whiter genre) without anyone bringing hate into that tag. like i put in the tags, the anti taylor tag is for filtering bc i honestly don't see this post as particularly negative for taylor swift, it's a critique of the fans. and i'm calling out swifties particularly bc the ones who were saying that the beef was manufactured to take eyes off of rafah were swifties, and the ones being racist in the kendrick tag were swifties. i'm not exaggerating like almost every hate post i saw mentioning the beef being manufactured was a swiftie account. it is weird to act like people caring about very serious allegations happening in a genre of music isn't reason enough to make a big deal of the situation and go INTO THE TAG and complain, but it is especially hypocritical and frankly quite infuriating to see the same people who complained about a big deal of a situation being a "distraction" from gaza and then blog abt taylor swift . it's fine if u want to blog abt music u like, honestly idc abt that, if that's all u do then this legit isn't targeted at u, this is targeted at the swifties who came into the kendrick tag to complain and then went back to talking abt swift two seconds later like they weren't doing the same thing they were complaining abt two minutes before. (sry for the long explanation, but i just don't want ppl taking my words out of context and i rlly tried to word this all clearly, but idk man sometimes u think u word something well and then nobody undrestands wtf u were on abt so i wanted to make sure it was clear) also, if you're a zionist or israel supporter, i will be blocking u if u interact with this post. ok ty bye bye

[amityahasfanartnowapparently]

That Time Fox's Fat Tits Saved The Galaxy - Chapter 8 - Amity Ax - (INTRO ONLY)

Hello! Chapter 8 is still very very VERY much in progress, but I got inspired to release the first two pages early. Think of it as an early holiday present :D

If you'd rather save it for when the whole chapter is out on ao3, DON'T look under the cut ;)

Also DISCLAIMER: this intro is liable to change at some point while I'm editing everything else. And consider all the tags in my fic applicable to this post too. You've been warned.

DroidBoy6969:

ok, like, I get why everybody is talking about the tits. I really do. don’t get me wrong, they’re great tits!! but that ass needs some appreciation too! Just LOOK at it! the MUSCLES, the ROUNDNESS, the TIGHT AS KARK PANTS—it has EVERYTHING

TallMannSpotted:  @DroidBoy6969 YESSS I want to be those pants <3 <3 <3

whats_love090992:  @DroidBoy69 if this is a non-tits appreciation post, I’d like to give an honorable mention to the arms and back. Hot damn. I want him to pick me up and snap me in half like a 2x4. And that v-line in the front… *chef’s kiss* Perfect. Phenomenal. Breathtaking.

xXx_R4nc0rD3str0y3r_xXx: @DroidBoy6969 get out of here butt boy this is a tit-man only site!!!!

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Unfortunately_YourMother:

everyone unfollow me right now this is going to be the only thing I’m gonna post about from now on. fuck. shit. Ohmygawdzzz

kenobis_glistening_abs444:

HUGE W for the war effort that this absolute UNIT be out here serving the people, if u know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

KittyqueeN:

No joke, I just clocked out for like an hour watching this guy run on repeat. the kriffing bounce is like… hypnotic. Literal drool down my face rn. I can feel the heft of those bonkers in my SOUL

dontlookatme.:

b…boobies…

cock_expert_420001:

Look, I’ll pay any amount, PLEASE more content like this @TheRepublic. I could feel myself becoming roughly 50% more patriotic just watching this compilation

ZDprofessional:

YESSS YES YES YEEEAAAS!!! OHHH MY GODS. OH MY GODDSSS BROOOOO!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I ALSDGJDkjfifherALSDGJKHAG GRRRRRR!!!!! GRRRARRAARRRGRGRG! BRGRGRGRaaaAAAAAARRAR!GGRRGAA! I’M CRAZZY IM CRAZY IM CRAZY. YOU HAVE NO IDEAA YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!!! sorry ok. I’m normal now. cool tits.

NautilaRulz:  @ZDprofessional Dude.

TiLeavesComments:  @ZDprofessional somebody get this fine gentlebeing some water. they’re about to die of Thirst

RyurayguYuhahyrrararr:  @ZDprofessional rabies core

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H00tH00tMutherfarker:

I can’t believe this is real. What are they FEEDING this one to make knockers like that??? He’s got some Enormous Boobs. Absolutely Perfect Pecs. A Rockin’ Pair of Hooters. A Prize-Winning Set of Black Melons. Some Tasty Teats. A Couple of Family-Sized Milk Jugs. Some Bountiful Baps. Some Gorgeous Gazoingas…[read more]

JustSomeGuy:

Listen, I get that everybody is horny about this, but I’d like to say that this trooper is like, actually NUTS. I went back to the OG video and timed it, he was in a dead sprint for like a full HOUR. The next time you’re out of breath climbing the stairs, remember this man’s existence and weep in shame. 

NotMyOrder:

Clones really do be built different…

Drgahamne14156994:

Hello, I’m Dr. Garm Hamne. I’m a doctor from Corellia and earn 600k annually. I’m looking for a sugar baby who…[read more]

TheCommenterrrrrr:

Screaming crying throwing up I need him to choke me

FoShadeDingKing!!:

Damn where do I gotta go to spend the night with one of those

RRoller:

This is fake. You bantha-brained morons are falling for a government plant. This has sphotoshop written all over it.

N3varG0naGiv3:  @RRoller It’s OK bro, just count backwards from 10 while you inhale the copium. It’ll be over in a snap :)

U_Up?:  @RRoller because that’s what I’D do if I was trying to sphotoshop a government-approved thirst trap into looking so good it brainwashes the minds of millions. I’d make the trooper running laps in the back of the vid busty enough to belong in an art museum instead of using editing magic to make the group of buff, sweaty men duking it out in the foreground look like living gods. what a totally reasonable conclusion you’ve come to 

Nvr_Gn4_Letudwn:  @RRoller bruh just grow up and admit you wanna fuck him so bad it makes you looks stupid XD

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[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

2025 Megaman Secret Valentine Event Signups *Closed*

^*Art drawn by Soul Rokkuman

While I wait for the last couple Secret Santa gifts to arrive, going to move on to opening the next yearly event. Even though last year I went back to Valentine's Day being in contest format, I feel like it's worth swapping back to a gift art event this year, to mix it up again. Truth be told, just hard to brainstorm much new for categories right now. And my contest prize plans are better off for summer, when more people are able to participate. (I do have a few nice prizes I plan to give away for that ;D ). So rather than rushing those plans, just going to keep this event more relaxed once more. For those who didn't participate 2 years ago, the Secret Valentine Event works much like Robot Rumpus/Megaman Secret Santa. Sign up with the intent to draw, by providing a list of your favorite characters and couples, that you would like as a Valentine gift. After signups close you will receive a target, with the goal of drawing something from their list for them, to send them as a Valentine.

Sign Up Instructions: 1.) When you are ready, either post a reply in this thread or send me a DM via tumblr or Bluesky or sign up through my Discord server: (https://discord.gg/EjHZJ7D3Xm), stating that you intend to sign up to draw for someone. 2.) In your reply/message, please include a wish list with a minimum of 3 prompts, either individual fave characters or couples from the Megaman franchise, that you would be happy to have drawn for you as Valentine’s gift art. Megaman-related OCs are OK, but please include at least one canon character. 3.) Let me know if you can be a backup artist or not, if someone has to drop out/can't complete their gift

Artwork does not necessarily have to be romance themed, but it is preferred to fit with the holiday. But some singles are happy by themselves on the day of love, so you can certainly find a way to make single characters feel appreciated/loved in your art, too.

Any kind of artstyle and medium are welcome, with the exception of AI slop. Has to be your own work only.

Signups will run from today until Tuesday, Jan. 14th, 2025.

That gives you one week to sign up.

On Wed. the 15th, Cupid Wily and I will message everyone back with their assignment, and their assignment’s wish list. Then you will have one month to create your gift art for your Secret Valentine. 

Secret Valentine’s art will be due Friday Feb. 14th, 2025, by the global end of the day. 

But I'll work in a week or so grace period if people need an extension. It would be nice if gifts were given on Valentine's Day, but since this won't be a competition, I'll be a little flexible if people need a little more time than a month to draw. While the gift should go to your recipient first and foremost, please also either send them my way when you are finished or tag me in a public post so that I can save the art. I will then compile all the art into a homemade Valentine’s Day shoebox gallery/thread like I usually do for contests. That way everyone can view them together in one place just as easily.

Please do not post your art before Feb. 14th!

Ideally, send your secret valentine their gift at any point on Valentine's Day itself. Either through DM or publicly tagging them in a post on your social media of choice. Posts can also be made in the valentine's day channel in the Fanart Contests and Events section of my Discord.

Any other questions, or something you felt I forgot to address? Feel free to ask. 

I’ll edit a confirmed participant list in this thread as I receive them.  (Just like I need to edit the year to 2025, because I really screwed that up initially! LOL)

*Confirmed participant list* (W/backup status)

Lunna Cupcake N LadyStormtail1985 N SunnyJustice Y RockmanGurl Y @axlthemaverickhunter Y Jay Sky Y @digitallyfanged Y @burntbeebs Y Elle Y Dr. Fresh Y SkipperdeesArt Y @sparkpop N @drewblossom Y @dahlia-the-nurd N @zeibei Y

1/15 *All assignments have been sent out! Check your DMs for your target. Thanks, everyone!

[obsessivelysweet]

God that Bleeds Thorns: Part 2 (End)

Hello! Man, time has passed, huh..I've been doing work and life stuff. I've been going to cons as well. I got some inspiration recently, so I started writing again. I've been writing little by little on a couple of drafts that have been collecting dust, lol. This was also in my drafts, I wanted to do a part 2, like what happened after, almost as a comfort post. I didn't really edit this one as much. I just fixed some lines but not everything, so it may not be the best. Which is ok because it was one of my earliest drafts, lol. I'm so sorry for any spelling mistakes, etc. If you read this or are still following me for the once in the blue moon posts, I truly appreciate you. Thank you for your patience and understanding.

If you are new, here's the first part to it

Warnings: None? Maybe some little gore? But mostly it's fluff/comfort.

Characters: Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Heizou, Cyno, Tighnari, Ei, Zhongli, Kazuha,Itto, Ayato, Danslief, Thoma, Albedo, Xiao, Gorou

Tags: SAGAU, God!Reader, Fem Reader, Comfort,Fluff

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You never intended to use your blood on anyone, but you knew you had to set an example. Thoma, Kazuha, Ei, and Zhongli all came to your aid to help you get to your chambers. You leaned onto Thoma and Kazuha as they helped you get up and started to walk with tears in your eyes, one hand covering your mouth to hold in the sick feeling you had.

Ei and Zhongli headed for the kitchen to start preparing you some tea and fruit to help your stomach.

The ones who stayed behind to clean up were Childe, Diluc, Ayato....and Albedo, but he was more studying the piles of mush from afar. Childe and Ayato were intrigued by how just a bit of your blood could do such a thing. However, while they were just looking and not really cleaning, Diluc brought it upon himself to finish cleaning since these 3 weren't.

Kaeya, Danslief, Cyno,and Xiao went to go check on your acolytes. Just to make sure there isn't gonna be any more treason against you.

Gorou, Tighnari, Heizou, Venti, and Itto try to make a plan to please you, make you smile again, and they don't like to see you cry.

While that was going on, you were in your chambers crying into the chest of Kazuha as he rubbed your back to soothe you. Thoma was getting your bath ready.

Everyone of your trusted acolytes knew why you started crying, why you wanted to puke. It's because that's not you, that was a facade you held onto the whole time. In honestly you knew what your blood could do because you accidentally made a rose into a pile of ashes. You only told your trusted ones what your blood could do. You vowed to yourself you would never use that on anyone only when deemed necessary. That's why you made a code phrase, that way they knew what was about to happen, what you were gonna do. Hearing them cry, smelling their burnt flesh, their bodies turned into a meaty mush made your stomach churn. All you could mutter between sobs was "I'm sorry" "I didn't want to". You didn't have to apologize, your followers knew what a kind being you were. You are pure, holy, a being that could never do wrong so don't cry. They hate seeing you cry.

It wasn't long before you started to calm down, Thoma motioning you to your bath with his head down. Same with Kazuha, helping you up and towards the bath, not looking at you. You didn't like that. Why are they doing that? Seeing their heads down hurt you, made you fearful so you told them in the most softest voice you could mutter "Please..look at me" in this moment you needed them to see you, you who they cared for and loved, you who loved them the same. You felt that if they didn't, they would view you as some monster. With hesitant eyes, they slowly picked their heads up to view your soft face. The way you sheepishly smiled once they did was enough for them. You told them that you needed them to look at you. They could tell something else was bothering you, so they followed your command, hoping it would give you some relief.

After you took your bath and changed, you were greeted by Zhongli and Ei. They came in with warm tea, and your favorite fruit sliced neatly on a plate. They both asked how you were feeling, and you answered a bit better but not quite. Zhongli picked up your cup and handed it to you with a smile. The warm aroma was calming, which he could tell by your relaxed demeanor. Ei started to make small talk as you ate the fruit little by little, along with Zhongli telling you some stories to get your mind off things. They would do everything they could to see you smile. While Thoma brushed your hair, and Kazuha also told you some tales. Before you knew it, everyone else came into your chambers to see if you're ok.

Of course, Ei sneered at them who just burst through the door, but you motioned to Ei its ok. She wanted to apologize for acting so rude, but you stopped her before she could with that soft smile of yours, your warm eyes telling her it's ok. With that, she nodded with a smile and continued to help you eat while you listened to everyone who came in.

Childe, Ayato, Albedo, and Diluc told you the throne room is clean.

While Kaeya, Cyno, Danslief, and Xiao told you, more as a report, that the rest of the acolytes were ok and there's nothing suspicious.

And finally, with loud laughter came in Itto, Venti, Gorou, Heizou, and Tighnari with your favorite flowers, snacks, and crystalflies.

Seeing how much they care even after witnessing that you couldn't help but cry. Once they heard your cries, they stopped and started to panic. Did they do something wrong? Was the food not good? The gifts are not ok? But before they could say sorry you looked up at them, eyes still watery, smiling at them. "Thank you." That's all they needed to hear to confirm that those were happy tears. Your soft smile told them that what they were doing was ok and made you feel safe. They stayed by your side until you fell asleep. You didn't even realize you fell asleep. One minute, you were just looking at them, smiling and conversing with them, then the next your soft breaths could be heard by everyone.

After you did, everyone cleaned up and left your chambers. All felt content knowing you were safe and well. And they will be back in the morning to see you once again.

[auspicioustidings]

Ok Kinktober is all queued up! Very proud I finished it all and I hope you enjoy the ending. I am going to be taking a break for obvious reasons, I've put some stuff below on the current situation.

I had never been informed of that slur before, in tags I said I thought maybe I had because the word was ringing some bells. I went back and checked, I cannot find any discussion of it as a slur and it had never appeared in any of my work. That was updated in the original ask as soon as I looked into it, it's on my blog and has been for a few days. And look I'm not happy with myself that I even thought it could be the case that I had been told about it before and forgot, that's a fair criticism.

I have never had my portrayal of black men raised to me before. The only ask/DM/comment I have ever knowingly received before now was that I would be better saying Gaz's cheeks heated rather than flushed which I took on board and changed immediately. Unsure where the idea that I had been pulled up for this before came from, maybe the tag on the answer which is fair, I shouldn't have tagged it when I hadn't double checked why the word was seeming familiar.

The fic wasn't taken down because I was asked to take it down, that was me taking it down to address a comment. During the conversation, I said I was going to rework it taking into account the issues raised and in future works switch around kinks. This wasn't contested, the conversation ended well. The person I had this discussion with is free to post screenshots of it - I genuinely think there was a misunderstanding here. The fic was reuploaded with said issues removed. It was later taken down again when everything started, I can only edit to what has been raised with me as the original commentor blocked me so I couldn't seek clarification, so I took out the piss kink and non-con from all chapters involving Mace.

I believe there is some suggestion that I am sending anon asks which is not the case. If I have been blocked and cannot DM someone, I take the hint and don't try contact them. I have made it very apparent and will do so again that nobody should harass people over this, especially not as a way to try and discourage POC from highlighting racial bias.

My issue with all of this is the supposed white allies. White allyship isn't just reblogging posts, it is getting in my DMs and having a discussion with me rather than the onus being on POC to do so. I take no issue with POC not wanting to entertain discussion with me, that is their right as minorities existing in a space that is often actively hostile to them. I take issue with white people being performative instead of doing the actual work. To date not one person has DM'd or messaged, even on anon, to have a conversation with me about where I went wrong and how I can improve in the future.

It's part of your job as a white ally to educate other white people. I have had to do it, I know it's uncomfortable, tough shit. That's what allyship is.

Once again, I do not need nor do I want defending. Get out of POCs asks and into mine if you want to rant.

[runnning-outof-time]

Better Than the Dream | Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: yes by anonymous

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x reader

Summary: After meeting in France, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and Tommy Shelby were certain that they'd never see each other again...until one fateful moment has Tommy dreaming of her, or maybe he's not dreaming at all.

Warnings: language, mentions of drinking, talk of war, injuries, blood, hospitals

Word Count: 3388

A/N: I….I’m not sure how I feel about this one…as I was finishing it, I realized that it was like my other story ‘Called to Serve’, even though there are some differences to the story. I decided to set it after Tommy’s injury in season 2. Enjoy! :)

A/N 2: also I’m sorry this is being posted late…I didn’t have much time to get it edited today.

PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

Comment/Message me if you’d like to be tagged in future stories similar to this one!

"Would you stop fucking wincing? You're gonna get that bloody thing stuck into me hand as well," Tommy grumbled as he continued to hold down pressure on his fellow soldier's hand so that he wouldn't bleed out anymore than he had already.

"I'm trying me best, Sergeant Major...it really fucking stings though," Donny, the unfortunate one who'd gotten barbed wire stuck in his hand while their company was on overhaul, responded, the second half of his words coming out like a hiss as he winced yet again.

The curtain that was separating the bed and chair these two men were occupying moved before Tommy could say anything else. From behind it came a woman, dressed in a nurse's outfit with a clipboard in her hands. "Donald White?" she asked as she looked up from the papers, a polite smile on her face.

"That'd be me," Donny responded, raising his good hand as he spoke, "me Sergeant Major's come with me...he needed to make sure the bleeding was controlled," he added then, explaining the other man's presence.

"Hi," she sent a nod and a smile in his direction, almost immediately noticing the pair of ocean blue eyes he had. She had to look back at the patient so that she didn't get sucked into them. "What's happened here?" she asked then, focusing on the injury.

"We were doing overhaul and I got this section of barbed wire stuck in me hand. Most of it was able to be removed, but there's still some left inside," Donny explained. Tommy let go of the cloth he'd been applying pressure to so that Donny could unwrap it and show the nurse the extent of the injury.

The woman nodded almost immediately after seeing the damage that had been done. It was pretty obvious that there was at least one barb and some wire still stuck in his palm. "I'm going to get the doctor to come over...he'll be able to extract it," she explained the next steps of treatment as she went about writing some things down on the clipboard.

"You've an English accent," Donny pointed out, a bit of a smile forming on his face. Neither he, nor Tommy, were expecting to hear one in a French run hospital.

"I do," the nurse answered, laughing slightly.

"Where're ya from?" Donny asked.

"Solihull," she answered with a polite smile.

"Ahh, ok," Donny nodded.

"I'm going to get the doctor now so that he can have a look at your hand. My name's (Y/N), if you need anything," she addressed both of the soldiers then, sending them one last smile before she turned and exited the closed off area.

Donny turned to Tommy with a grin seconds after (Y/N) had exited the room they were in. "She's fuckin' gorgeous, ain't she?" he asked, nudging Tommy's arm with his good hand. Tommy finally brought his eyes away from the section of curtain (Y/N) had exited through to look at his comrade. He didn't have to say anything, because the second Donny saw his face, he was speaking again, "yeah, she is...got you too stunned to speak," he ragged on his superior like they were part of the same rank again, and all Tommy could do was roll his eyes.

He wasn't going to deny something that was as obvious as the light of day. Their company had been given a week-long reprieve, and even though they were only one day into it, Tommy knew that he wasn't going to see a woman that was more beautiful than her. So he kept his mouth shut and listened to Donny's goading, allowing him some time to soak it up while he was injured.

——

Tommy returned to the same wing that he'd left his fellow soldier in two days ago, keeping his eyes peeled for the woman who he couldn't seem to get out of his mind since she left the room the other day. He, thankfully, found her, standing at one of the nurse's stations at the end of the hall.

"(Y/N), isn't it?" he asked as he approached her, successfully getting her attention.

"It is," she answered as she turned to smile at him, "what is it, Sergeant Major? Are you looking for Donny?" she asked, her voice sounding like sweet music to his ears.

"I'm not...was looking for you actually," he answered her, not caring how straightforward he sounded.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened slightly out of surprise when she heard his statement. "Me?" she checked to make sure, tilting her head slightly to show her interest in the answer.

"Yeah," Tommy nodded, "I was wondering if you'd want to go out and get a drink after your shift's finished?" he boldly asked her. A more pronounced look of surprise formed on (Y/N)'s face. That immediately made Tommy backtrack, "that might have been a bit too forward of me. I haven't even asked if you have someone, or if you're busy."

"No, it's fine," (Y/N) brushed him off, "I quite like the confidence actually," she added then, flashing a smile and letting out a slight laugh.

"So you'd be willing to join me?" he asked her, allowing a smile to form on his face. Her laugh, much like her voice, was music to his ears.

(Y/N) nodded before giving a verbal answer, "yes. My shift finishes at the top of the hour."

"I'll meet you outside," Tommy suggested, making her nod again. He nodded back, showing that he was happy that the plans had been finalized, before he decided he'd let her get back to work. "Which room was Donny in actually?" he asked her after she'd taken a few steps away from him.

She turned around to smile at him. "So you weren't only here for me?" she decided to tease him slightly.

"No. Just figured I'd see him while I'm here," he grinned, loving her attitude and the fact that she was able to banter with him despite everything going on around them.

"He's four doors down," she told him, pointing past him down the hallway.

"Thank you," he said to her, nodding one last time before he turned and went to his comrade's room.

—

"Are you only here because of Donny?" (Y/N) asked once their laughter caused by a story Tommy had told trailed off. She had her head rested on her arm that was propped up on the bar, and she was giving Tommy her full attention.

"No," he shook his head, looking briefly down at his glass as he let out a soft scoff, "we were granted a week's leave and sent into town instead of home...someone thought it'd be less money to keep us close. Cheap bastards," he explained then, muttering the final two words under his breath.

"Donny's having a terrible week off then," she commented, remembering the man that had come into her ward the other day.

"He managed to do it while we were doing overhaul," he shared another detail about the accident with her.

"Tough luck," (Y/N) stated, shaking her head as a look of sympathy formed on her face.

"That's Donny for you," Tommy responded, chuckling slightly at the thought of his friend.

"So where do they have you staying?" she asked him then, moving their conversation to another topic.

"A boarding house in town," he answered before adding, "it's an absolute shit hole."

(Y/N) sent him a sympathetic smile before looking at the bar. "I don't have anyone," she said out of nowhere, her statement shifting the topic of conversation yet again.

"What?" Tommy asked her, his brows furrowed as he looked at her once more. He was confused by her sudden statement, unsure of how to link it to what they'd been talking about.

"You said before that you hadn't asked if I had someone...I don't," she filled him in, calling back to the statement that he'd made at the hospital. Tommy nodded his head in response to her statement and looked at his glass again. Silence fell between them for a moment before she spoke again: "do you have anyone?" she asked him, her question making his eyes snap to hers in seconds.

He looked her over, his brows slightly furrowed in surprise. He didn't expect her to ask such a question. But he wasn't going to waste time answering it. "No," he told her, shaking his head for extra measure.

(Y/N) felt her throat go dry at his answer. Am I really going to do this? she asked herself, taking a moment to think her choices over. "It might be a bit forward of me to ask this, but..." she trailed off, thinking over it again. Ah, why not? "Would you like to come home with me tonight?" she asked her question, rushing to get in: "it'd give you a chance to sleep in a proper bed," so that her intentions weren't that out there in the open.

Who could blame her though? Almost all of the men around her age living here had gone off to fight as well. There wasn't anyone left, and as much as she hated to admit it...she still had desires too. And the fact that Tommy was a good looking man greatly helped the cause.

Tommy looked her over again after hearing her proposition. A grin ghosted over his lips as he nodded his head slightly before answering, "I would like that."

His answer made the fire that (Y/N) had been feeling in her stomach since the moment he'd found her today begin to burn out of control. She couldn't help but exude a giggle, feeling giddy that her attempt had actually worked.

"Would you...want to get out of here now?" Tommy asked her then, trailing off in the middle of his sentence, but completing it before she could interject with anything.

"Yes," her answer was said in a breathless manner, but he heard her loud and clear, and the two left the bar after paying what they owed.

—

The door to the apartment was barely shut before Tommy had trapped (Y/N) in his arms. It was no secret what the two wanted from each other. The hand holding and shoulder brushing on the walk back made it rather clear. But still, his kiss took (Y/N)'s breath away, and the way that her hands were roaming his body made Tommy feel dizzy; something he hadn't felt with the women he'd been with before.

Every night for the rest of the week ended that way for Tommy and (Y/N). He would come to the hospital to check in on Donny and then would wait around for the rest of (Y/N)'s shift until she could leave. They'd go to the tavern for some drinks before winding up at her apartment again; where they'd end the night wrapped up in each others' arms.

It was a nice arrangement, one that lasted right up until Tommy came to the hospital at the end of the week. Donny was being released after his stay (his hand had thankfully healed without infection) and their unit was due to move onto another station. Which meant that it was time for Tommy and (Y/N) to say goodbye.

The two soldiers were walking down the hallway when (Y/N) exited one of the rooms she was cleaning. Her eyes immediately found Tommy, and they widened visibly. Without thinking, she backed up into the room in hopes that he wouldn't have seen her. But the knock on the door told her otherwise. Of course, she let him in.

"I wanted to say goodbye...before we shipped out to our next station," Tommy started, a solemn look on his face. Spending time with her this past week was the closest to normal he'd gotten in a long time.

"I appreciate that," (Y/N) answered, a sad smile forming on her face as her eyes met his for a moment. She didn't have it in her to hold his gaze for it might have made her start to cry.

"This past week was lovely, (Y/N)," he told her, taking her hands into his. "Thank you."

"I enjoyed it too," she answered, her heart squeezing as she admitted this. It was making the situation all the more real.

"C-can I kiss you one last time?" he asked her then, wanting to kick himself for how juvenile he sounded.

"Please," she breathed quicker than she would have liked, but the timing didn't phase Tommy. Upon hearing her answer, he dropped her hands and grabbed her cheeks, pulling her to him for one last head-spinning kiss. They broke away moments after, their foreheads finding each other. "Goodbye, Tommy," (Y/N) was the first to speak, and she hated that her voice cracked when she said these two words.

"Goodbye, (Y/N)," he repeated her farewell, lifting his head so that he could press his lips to her forehead before he dropped his hands from her completely.

They offered each other a sad smile before he exited the room, leaving her alone once again.

"So that's why you were coming to see me every bloody day, eh?" Donny questioned with a wide grin on his face once Tommy was back by his side.

"Fuck off, Donny," Tommy grumbled, not in the mood for the banter.

"Ahh, I get it. It's hard to leave," Donny commented, picking up the signals that Tommy was putting down.

The two walked out of the hospital then without saying another word to each other. Back inside, (Y/N) had to put a smile back onto her face before she re-entered the hallway, even though she was hurting because she knew she’d never see Tommy Shelby again.

——

—1921—

Tommy was slipping in and out of consciousness as he was carried by stretcher into the hospital. He couldn't remember much from the beating he’d gotten; just that Sabini had been standing over him, grinning, as one of his men aimed a revolver at him. The Italians then scattered after another weapon was fired, and Campbell became visible before he blacked out completely.

He knew he was at a hospital now. The blinding, overhead lights of the operating room easily gave it away. There were doctors working on him. He could just barely feel their prodding as they tried to figure out the extent of his injuries. Every inch of his body hurt. It hurt just to think, and he couldn’t bear it much longer. So he closed his eyes and allowed complete blackness to overtake him.

The room was much darker when Tommy woke again. He looked around as best as he could, trying to get familiar with his surroundings. Things were starting to come together when he felt something touch his cheek. He jerked his face away before quickly turning his head to see (Y/N) (Y/L/N) with a rag in her hands. She looked worried, but not put off by his sudden movement.

"You...you found me again?" Tommy stammered, his voice coming out in a hoarse whisper. It was slowly becoming apparent to him that he was in her apartment in France.

"You were attacked. They brought you here," she explained to him while dipping the rag into a bowl, "I need to get you cleaned up." He nodded and allowed her to continue on with what she was doing.

"Can I hold you again?" he asked after silence had been hanging between them for a few moments.

She looked around the room for a moment, which Tommy found odd. "You can," she then answered, and he wasted no time in opening his arms for her. She smiled before moving into them.

Tommy inhaled her scent as she settled in his arms. He found it odd that he couldn't really feel her, but he didn't think too much into it. He had her again. "Can I stay here with you forever?" he asked after they'd been still for a few minutes.

(Y/N) giggled as she heard his question. "I'm not sure if you'd be allowed to..." she trailed off, her smile a sight for his sore eyes.

"What do you mean?" he furrowed his brows, confused by her response.

"Wake up, Tommy," she said to him, her statement confusing him even more. In what way is that a response to my question? he wondered, but yet he couldn't ask her because she was speaking again, "Tommy..." this time her statement was accompanied with a slight shake.

Things got much brighter in the room then, so bright that it made Tommy squeeze his eyes shut. He couldn't handle the pain that it was causing in his head. When he opened his eyes again, everything was different. He was no longer in (Y/N)'s apartment, instead he was in what looked to be a rather large hospital room. He was laying down instead of sitting, and he didn't have his arms around the woman he couldn't seem to erase from his mind. But she was still in front of him.

"(Y/N)..." he said her name, his voice still groggy. He felt a heaviness in his hand and it made him glance down to find that he was holding hers. "Wha...how are you here?" he asked, his confusion apparent in his words.

"I'm your nurse, Tommy," she answered him, throwing the formalities out the window. She felt that they were past all of that.

"Are we still in France?" he asked her next. This hospital seemed to be in much better condition than the one he remembered meeting her in, but it was the only way he could make this make sense.

"No," she shook her head softly, a gentle smile on her face. This information made Tommy's brow furrowed in confusion. "I think you were having a dream, Tommy," (Y/N) spoke up when she noticed his expression.

"But you're still here..." he trailed off, voicing the part that he was most confused about. He was unsure in saying it though because he didn't want her to disappear when he admitted this observation.

"I moved from Solihull after a position opened up. I work here now," she explained to him, her answer making his confusion dissipate. He simply nodded at this new information, taking a moment to think about what it meant.

Silence fell between them after she finished speaking, and she took that as her go ahead to complete some of the tests that she was required to run.

Tommy was the one to speak after a few minutes had passed, "so you're in Birmingham for good now?" he questioned her, watching intently as she continued checking him.

"I am," she answered, not losing focus on what she was doing. Another period of silence began. (Y/N) waited until she was finished with her tasks before she looked at him again. "So the dream you had..." she started off, unsure of how she'd word the question that had been burning in her mind since he came to, "is me being here better, or worse?"

Tommy chuckled slightly at her question, "oh this is better, love. You being here now is way better than the dream," he told her, a grin tugging the corner of his lips upwards. (Y/N) smiled at his admission. "And this may be a bit straightforward, but I wanted to know if I could take you out for dinner?" he asked her then, not wanting to waste any more time in getting them reacquainted with each other, "if you don't have anyone, that is," he added to the end.

(Y/N) giggled slightly as his final statement made her think back to the first night they shared with each other. "I don't have anyone," she started, a smile forming on her face, "and I'd love to have dinner with you, but..." she trailed off then, biting on her bottom lip. Tommy sat up straighter as he waited intently for what she would say next. (Y/N) noticed this and couldn't help but smile as she delivered the rest of her statement, "we need to make sure you get healthy first."

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Trash Tuesday

ok yes it's Saturday, almost Sunday, but whatever!! thank u @kamaela and @phoenixortheflame for tagging me! this is a not edited, not fully-formed tidbit from a thing i wrote ages ago, from a longfic idea (HA) which idk what will happen to, so it may be trash or it may get rescued. ok whatever im doing it

“You’re not Harry Potter,” Draco said, gaze fixed pointedly away from the Auror who had just entered the room. He sat with as much grace as could be mustered in the stark steel chair that was cutting into his rear. His chin was balanced in a considering manner against one hand, and he leaned his shoulders forward, just so—a practiced pose, as if he were entertaining guests in his own parlor. The only thing that belied his current situation was the pair of crude iron shackles around his wrists. 

It was honestly barbaric--Draco could feel his magic withering up inside them. And although the humiliation was nothing new, it still burned.

He distracted himself from it by circling his fingers over the faint indents pockmarking his side of the table. Bite marks, he realized, as he traced a divot that seemed very canine. Leaving them there was surely just an intimidation tactic. The DMLE was not so full of incompetent bastards that they couldn’t set it right with a simple Reparo.

The Auror took the seat opposite him. “You’re a criminal. You don’t get to make demands.”

Draco’s lip twitched, and he finally gave the Auror a once-over. She seemed young—a rookie, then. He let out a dramatic sigh and leaned back, pulling on his shackles so that the chain snaked to the floor with a loud rattle. “That’s word for word what the last one said. Does Robards train you all to be copies of the same person?”

At his taunting of her superior, she flushed, and the knuckles of her hand went white. Hot-blooded twats, the lot of them, he thought. Draco’s lip still stung from what the last Auror had thought about his smart-mouthed comments.

“You talk big, but I know who you are,” she said, turning up her nose at him. “You’re just some washed up Death Eater.”

She was too young to really know what that meant. Draco gave her an icy smile. “Correct. And you’re just the person stuck here with me until Potter arrives. As I’ve said repeatedly, I won’t answer questions to anyone else."

She sniffed. “Sure. If he’ll even come for the likes of you.” 

“He’ll come,” he said. 

She shrugged, and, mercifully, decided to disregard him from that point onwards. He was thankful for the silence as he sat there, ignoring the growing pit in his stomach that came with waiting for The Boy Who Lived (And Who Probably Still Hated Him). Her last jab had been uncomfortably close to the possibility that was now gnawing at Draco’s core—Harry could very well ignore his plea and refuse to question him. Then Draco would be well and truly fucked. 

He could only hope that Harry had changed his mind in the weeks since their confrontation—that he’d decided Draco was worth giving another chance to, or at the very least, worth a listen.

Mostly, Draco thought it would be nice if Harry would look at him one more time.

okay i'll post a lil bit more from this :/ i found some more non-cringey parts. throwing the trash at yall.

“Malfoy,” sighed Harry. He rubbed at his eyes before settling down in the seat the other Auror had just vacated. “There had better be a good reason for this.”

“You came,” Draco said, immediately diverging from the script he’d written in his head during the last hour. 

Harry gave Draco a little smile, the kind that tugged up only one side of his lip. “Almost didn’t. But it’s not every day Draco Malfoy turns himself into the DMLE for, what was it?” He read out loud from the little file in front of him. “Unauthorized production of controlled potions.”

Draco shrugged, trying not to be disarmed by Harry’s unexpectedly mellow behavior. “I expect they’ve already ransacked my flat by now.”

Harry turned a page in the report and nodded. “They did. And you know what they found?”

No, he didn’t. But he could imagine.

Any levity on Harry’s face had vanished. He pinned Draco with a furrowed gaze. “Dark Magic, Malfoy. Lots of it. Your entire place was a death trap. The first two Aurors to arrive on scene are at St. Mungo’s.”

“Merlin,” Draco breathed, eyes wide. “Are they…?”

Harry studied him for a long moment before he spoke. “They’ll be fine. They were smart enough to trigger the curse indirectly, though it still nearly blasted them to pieces. It seems they had some sort of warning.”

His hastily scribbled message had been somewhat heeded. Draco let out a small sigh of relief.

Harry folded his arms now, jaw setting in the way that it did when he was feeling particularly stubborn. He sounded reproachful. “Apparently, you’ve refused to say a word to anyone but me. Well I’m here now, so talk.”

Talking. That was usually one of his talents. Draco avoided Harry’s intense gaze, looking instead at an ink stain that marred the deep red robes near his elbow. He opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated several times without managing to produce any sound. 

“You’re not going to like this,” he settled on finally, voice muffled while he rubbed a hand down his face.

tagging @pl0tty @smehur @sleepstxtic @jtimu @citrusses and anyone else reading this!! I LOVE READING THESE SO PLEASE TAG ME IF YOU DO IT so that i don't miss it!!

[the-real-loser-otaku-girl]

hey i don't expect you to answer this publicly and i am not reaching out directly because i'm not looking to "kick up old drama" but. the artist tearzah that you reblogged is a really fucking awful person. theyre my abuser. they have a long history of abusing minors. they also stole the majority of their designs for their ocs from artists on toyhouse (how i met them.) there's an old archival blog called tearzahs-tea that talks about this stuff. but yeah i really do not like that theyre coming back and i have to see their work again. if you want to keep reblogging it thats cool i just thought id let you know and i am ok w unfollowing if you don't want to "get involved" (bc a few years ago everyone treated this like "drama" and not like an actual predator which obviously went fine given that theyre back with no fucking repercussions) but i thought maybe you didn't know that them and their partner bailey used to team tag grooming and abusing minors online and i don't know if they're still together or if they still do that but i would be shocked if they stopped.

Oh shit fr?? Ya i didn't know that (im also not good w names so ima go see who ur talking bout once this is posted) but ugh thats gross

Edit: just checked and i wasn't even following them :3 yay and i blocked them so i dont accidentally reblog cuz im a dumbass

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I chose you (Julián Álvarez x Reader)

**Got another Julián request recently and it’s always funny how easy it is to write for him. So hopefully it’s easy and enjoyable to read for all of you ❤️**

Word count: 1879

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“Are you ok?”, asks my mum, and I can see the worry in her expression even through the screen.

“Yeah. Just not feeling 100% at the moment, you know?”

“Why? Are you sick or something?”

“No. I guess I’m just going through one of those moments where I don’t feel super confident or whatever. No specific reason. For all I know, it could just be the bad weather making me feel this way”.

“Is everything ok with Julián?”

I smile without even noticing. “Yes, mum. It’s nothing to do with him”.

“Well, I’ll still tell him to take better care of you so you don’t feel this way”.

“Mum, I’m a grown woman. I don’t need my boyfriend to take care of me”.

“We all need people to take care of us. Don’t forget that”.

I don’t want to admit it but I know she’s right. I’m always in my own head, not sharing how I feel and it can be a bit much sometimes.

“I’ll talk to Julián when he comes back”, I promise to myself before picking up my phone to waste my time on social media.

I see City have posted some photos, including one of Julián, so I like the post. Then I click on his profile and go to the tagged photos. I always love seeing all the photos of him that professional photographers take. I have an album full of them.

But I also see photos fans have posted. It seems like there are more girls taking photos with him after training. With him and all the others, but I only care about my boyfriend.

I’m not a jealous person. I’ve never been, honestly. It’s easy to say you aren’t but then your actions show the opposite. However, that’s not me. I don’t think I’d be able to deal with the stress if I was a jealous person and dating a football player.

So it’s not jealousy I feel while reading the captions they write for my boyfriend. Or seeing the videos where they try to hug him or kiss his cheek. But if it isn’t jealousy, then what is it?

I usually would just laugh it off. Julián himself tells me stories of these meetings whenever something funny happens, knowing how little I’ll care about their flirting with him.

Opening TikTok is probably the stupidest idea at the moment. Yet here I am wasting more time making myself feel ugly seeing all the gorgeous girls I follow for beauty and fashion inspo and getting annoyed at the edits Julián’s fans make for him.

“I’m so stupid”, I say, throwing the phone on the sofa before hiding underneath one of the blankets.

A couple of minutes later, Julián is back and starts to call my name. For a second, I think about pretending to sleep but he would notice the lie.

“I’m here”, I say in a small voice, getting my head out from underneath the blanket so he can see me.

“What are you doing there? Are you feeling alright?”

I nod, not wanting to worry him with my silly thoughts. “Just tired”.

“Well, I’m tired too. How about you move so I can fit next to you and we cuddle?”

“I’d like that”.

My promise to tell him about how I was feeling is gone the second I place my head on his chest. Because I have no reason to feel like this. I should be fine. This will pass soon.

                                    **

"So how was your day?, asks Julián while he sets the table for our dinner. We fell asleep on the sofa the moment we cuddled and didn't get to talk at all.

"Ok, I guess", I shrug.

"What did you do? You always tell me about the whole day. Come on, I want to know".

I'm usually excited to talk about my day. But not right now. "You know. Studied in the morning, face timed with my mum and then went to the sofa to nap".

"Everything ok with your parents?"

"Sure. Why do you ask?"

I can see him trying to find the right words. "I don't know. You seem a bit off. I thought maybe they gave you bad news or something".

"No. I'm just tired. I told you".

"Well, then you sit here", he says, putting his hands on my shoulders and guiding me to the chair. "And I'll finish getting everything ready".

"Thank you", I say, offering him a small smile. His is a lot bigger and after kissing my temple he goes back to the kitchen.

During dinner, he updates me on everything going on at the club and focusing my attention on someone else for a second helps me a lot.

"Feeling better?", he says, hopeful.

"Yes. I think I'll just take a shower before bed to help me relax".

"Go do that. I'll put this in the dishwasher".

I get up to go to the room and stop when I reach Julián to give him a hug.

"I love it when you're clingy like that".

This time the smile is bigger. It's easy to smile when he's around. It's when I'm alone with my thoughts that I struggle.

When I get out of the shower, I try to make a bit of an effort. It's not as if I have to impress Julián right now, but I need to impress myself, sort of.

Whenever I'm having these confidence issues or whatever they are, the first thing I drop is looking after myself. I struggle with simple things such as putting on moisturizer after the shower or picking cute outfits. And it only makes me feel worse in the end because I look worse. It's such a stupid cycle.

Julián is already in bed looking at his phone when I get back to the room. He puts the phone away the moment I get to the bed and puts one of his arms around my shoulders to bring me closer to him.

"You smell so good I could eat you".

I laugh. "You don't like coconut".

"Not the fruit. But I like it when you smell like this", he says, nuzzling his nose on my neck.

"Feel free to use the body butter if you want to smell like me", I joke.

"Wouldn't that make me too irresistible to other women?"

I roll my eyes at his bad joke. "I'll take the risk".

"Actually, I didn't tell you this funny story from today. These three girls asked for a photo when I was in my car and kept complimenting me, my clothes, my car …no subtlety", he laughs but I don't join him. "And then a kid showed up and they had to let him get closer and were so annoyed. They'll probably be there again tomorrow".

I don't say anything because what can I say? I already saw the photos and I thought the girls looked familiar. I guess they spend their days there.

"Hey, you ok?"

"Yes", I say, turning my back to him and pretending to get ready to sleep.

"What was that?"

"I'm sleepy. Good night".

"What did I do for you to react like…wait, are you jealous?"

"What?", I say, turning again to look at him.

"I told you about those girls and you got all weird. You have no reason to be jealous, you know that".

"I'm not jealous of any fangirls, Julián".

And I'm not, but my tone and my face make it sound like a lie. I hate this feeling.

I go back to my previous position and a couple of seconds later I notice Julián wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing me closer to his chest.

"It's you I want. Please know that".

"I know", I whisper. Maybe it's better if he thinks I'm jealous instead of having to dig deeper to explain everything else. "I love you".

"I love you too. Sleep well now. You'll feel better tomorrow after a good night's rest".

If only it were that easy.

                                      **

The next couple of days, Julián seems to be tiptoeing around my feelings and he doesn't bring up any meetings with fangirls. Actually, by checking Instagram, I've noticed one of them mentioned he didn't stop to attend them at all. I don't even know how I feel about that.

By the time he comes back from training, I'm back under the blanket and when he gets to the sofa, he moves it to see my face.

"You were worrying me so I spoke to your mum".

"What?", I say, sitting up.

"Well, you don't talk to me so I had to do something. I can't see my girlfriend hurting and do nothing".

"I just don't know what happens to me", I say, feeling the tears on the back of my eyes.

"It's not going to solve everything but sit here", he says, patting the spot between his legs. "So I can hold you while we try to make sense of it, ok?"

I nod, sitting there and letting him share his strength with me through this hug.

"It's just something that happens sometimes. I don't know if it's anxiety or something else. But I just feel like I'm not enough. Like all my confidence is gone. Like anything I have to do, no matter how small, demands too big of an effort from me".

"Ok. Does it usually take long for that feeling to go away?"

"It depends. It used to be worse when I was younger. Now it's usually a couple of days. Maybe a week and a half or something like that".

"And do you know anything that can make you feel better? Whatever it is, I'll make sure you have it".

"You".

He looks at me confused. "What do you mean?"

"I need you. You don't even notice how much you help me just by being you. It's when you're not around that it gets worse".

"That means a lot to me. But we need to find other ways to help. I wish I could always stay with you but I can't".

"I know", I say, hugging him tighter and placing my head on his chest.

"And you're sure there is no jealousy involved in this? It's ok if there is. I mean, I'm jealous of every man that talks to you".

I chuckle. "No, I'm not jealous. I guess what made me feel worse about those fans was their confidence. How they had no fear of going to talk with you guys and being so direct to you. I wouldn't be able to do something like that. Not in the state I'm in at the moment".

"You don't need to. Because I chose you a while ago. And I keep choosing you every day".

"But you didn't know all these issues were included in the package when you chose me. What if it gets too much for you? I don't want you to feel like you have to baby me".

"I'm not. I'm just looking after you like you look after me. Can you just let me do it? Let me look after you, please".

"Does looking after me include cuddles and watching my favourite movies while we eat ice cream?"

"Of course it does".

"Then count me in".

[sidesteppostinghours]

#gideon shut the hell up challenge#people keep saying they’re sorry for your loss. Your Loss. that is how they refer to your brothers. how they refer to you.#you have always been one of three. part of the pack. and that has always been fine but now you are alone and you are not You but your loss.#julia says sorry for your loss. ricardo says sorry for your loss. you yell that it should be their loss too. it is everyone’s loss.#they have lost your brothers and now they have lost you too. (fate works in funny ways you think)#at the funeral people offer apologies. offer you flowers. offer you baked goods and stories of how [your loss] saved them or their mom or#their dad’s uncle’s wife’s coworker’s daughter’s friend from childhood or someone else equally unimportant. someone alive.#[I’m sorry for your loss] they all say and you do not say thank you. there is no being thankful for [your loss].#[I’m sorry] says ricardo. you stop listening. [I’m sorry] says julia. you wonder if she said it to the man she punched.#you do not apologize back. you do not let it be [their loss]. it is yours. they have always been yours.#[I’m sorry] says chen . for river and cyrus. the first to use their names with you. to acknowledge them as your brothers. to make them more#than just the pieces of you that have been broken. and you thank him.#we like writing in tags sorry !!!! also at some point the original idea was that any parts of ‘I’m sorry for your loss’#would start distorting and then get blacked out to show like. when u hear smth so much and esp w grief that u just block it out#anyway. survivor!fawn but still factoring in that chen is not afraid to just. Say Things.#esp in v3 I think the ortegas would be even more cautious w fawn out of wanting to not upset them and meanwhile chen is like yeah I’m gonna#just straight up acknowledge ur brothers for u bc I can tell that’s what u need#we are also thinking abt v3!au and fawn being heartbreak but. that’s not for this post obvs

#gideon shut the hell up challenge#really most of this is a continuation of the last hb!f post but. we will repeat it bc !! thoughts !!!#north purposefully reading the paper in front of fawn while keeping tabs on them…. watching as their eyes are glued to the headlines#the first is about heartbreak. the loss of the sidesteps. the fact that one survived. the funeral.#he says he can’t let them read the articles (maybe if they’re good he promises and the numbers mean they can’t tell if he’s lying) but then#well. if he takes juuust long enough for them to read the front article while he flips through the shit inside… how is that His fault? :)#one brother is dead he says. the other brother is alive. and he says they’re dead too. fawn tries to argue but he points out that#if he was going to rescue them wouldn’t he have? he saw you fall fawn. he knows there’s no body. where’s your brother? where’s his loyalty?#north says fawn has always been faithful. he knows that. he knows Them. he’s their handler! of course he knows them! so he knew they would#come back :) and if their brothers knew them wouldn’t they know? wouldn’t they care? wouldn’t they try to save their siblings instead of#just random civilians? they played hero and it killed their brother. their brother is playing hero still. maybe being a hero#means having blood on your hands. not like fawn. spotless and clean. a little broken but not unfixable. they’ll fix them :) they’ll Help :)#it takes years to get out. years of watching headline after headline abt sidestep’s exploits. more public now than before.#it hurts to read sidestep’s name. The sidestep. not the sidestepS. doing just fine alone. unlike them.#it is so hard to be upset at their brother. it is so Easy to be upset at their brother. there is a voice in their head that says#horrible things in a voice that is theirs but not theirs (it is cyrus and river and chen and north and heartbreak and-)#but they don’t listen. it would be so easy but they forgive him. they always will. and they’ll help him!#he doesn’t know they’re alive. or maybe he doesn’t care. but he knows abt the farm. he cares abt the farm. and they’ll help him be ready#hero hunter (prepare them) fawn who is doing so out of not self preservation but a fucked up version of love ??#‘​you let me die but I forgive you and will keep you alive’ ?? ‘my blood is on your hands but I will not have yours on mine’ ???#(​we haven’t thought at all abt meeting up w the villain!brother tho lmao)

PEER REVIEWING THESE TAGS FOR MYSELF BECAUSE. HEY. HEY!!!!!!

oh survivor!fawn we are really in it now

[tarahardcore]

TEMPTATION - ONE

Pairing: yoongi x original female character

Summary: Roos doesn't get along with Yoongi. But she's intrigued. She's curious alright. Some would say she's tempted. Some would say the same for Yoongi.

Warnings: this content is for mature audiences only.

Tags: Mature themes, (not so good) friends to lovers, slow burn, fluff, angst, suggestive sexual themes, drug use, mental health themes, open relationships, emotional cheating, immigrant!yoongi, musicproducer!yoongi, named original character lead, original female character.

Chapter word count: 741

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Author note: I published the masterlist post by accident hahaha, but since it got some notes I guess I should drop the first chapter and just get it out of the way. I'm still in the very early stages of editing this story and I need to figure out a schedule because there're ninety one chapters to this story (although many are on the shorter side) and I really, really don't wanna take 91 weeks to publish it. So I hope I can settle for at least two parts per week once I'm finished with editing the first part of the story. I wonder which days are best for new chapter drops.

I opened the door, already putting the cigarette in my mouth and feeling my pockets for the lighter. I wasn't even thinking, I just needed to get out and take a deep breath, with the help of my best therapist.

From time to time, and more often than I would like to admit, I wonder whether I am making the right choices for my life. Living with generalized anxiety disorder and yet to be in an endless routine of night outs is not so easy and even with everything under control I sometimes feel it: I feel like I need to escape the hustle and bustle, the people leaning against me, the loud music, the enclosed space... just so I don't lose control.

I finally found the lighter in my hoodie pocket, lit my cig and took a deep breath inhaling it at the same time as my mind started to clear.

"Smoking is bad for you, you know?"

Damn it. My sense of calm evaporated as soon as I recognized the familiar voice and felt his eyes on me.

He had this stupid smile on his lips and was leaning against the wall next to the door I had just left. I saw it all as soon as I turned to look at the owner of the voice.

He also smoked a cigarette.

"OK. Thank you for letting me know."

He continued to smile and didn't take his eyes off me. Out of instinct and experience, I moved away. A few steps took me closer to the street and I kept my back to him, curled up by the cold as I tried to enjoy my cigarette in peace. But again, his voice found my ears.

"You should have put your coat on before you came out to smoke."

That tone again.

"Are you my mother?" I asked, unable to hide the irritation and frustration in my voice.

He got the message and said nothing more until he finished his own cigarette, put it out on the wall, turned towards the door and entered without looking back.

I was finally alone.

The night was freezing and I should have put on my coat before coming out for a smoke.

He was not wrong, but at that moment it was not a question of whether he was right or wrong. I went out to find some calm when it became oppressive inside; I had neither the time nor the disposition for meaningless conversation. I wasn’t even able to make meaningful conversations.

It didn't take long for me to finish my fag too and I contemplated lighting another one.

I looked behind me and through the big windows in front of the bar I could see what was going on inside. Everyone was excited, the music was loud enough to be heard from the outside, and I could hear the muffled sound of the conversations that took place over the loud music.

It was not yet late enough for people to start dancing, but neither was it so early that people were completely sober. It was that transition moment in the night, when you can go home well or you can stay and let the night and alcohol be responsible for your choices.

Tonight, I already knew what my choice would be.

I looked at my watch and, checking the time, I decided I wouldn’t light another cigarette. I buried my hands in my hoodie pockets that weren't enough to keep me warm and balanced myself on the curb, taking one step after another.

I looked through the bar window again, shook my head slightly and, taking a deep breath, walked towards the door.

After dodging several groups of people who were distracted enough not to hear me asking permission to pass through, I finally reached the big table in the back of the room, the captive spot where my friends and I sat almost night of the week.

I stopped by the table and they looked at me with interest. I signaled that I would leave and some asked me to stay. Lotte, who was the closest to me, got up to check on me. With a whispered yes, I reassured her.

On the way back to the door, I felt that I was being watched and out of the corner of my eye I saw his eyes on me once again, but I did not turn to meet his gaze.