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[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 187. brb x oc

a/n: i wanted this chapter to be cute and I think I succeeded (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none besides these two making me love them even more.

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She squeaks in surprise when a pair of strong arms wrap around her middle, careful of the growing stomach, and lips touch the shell of her ear, ‘Brad…” she giggles, ‘What are you doing?”

“I wanted to check on you.” he smirks against her skin, “See you working on the twins’ nursery, is that bad?”

“No, of course not.” she giggles, gently moving the brush over the lines as Rooster stays there, watching. She can feel every line of his body against her back, he had such an aversion for clothing when they were at home, especially for shirts, that Beatrice wondered if it was real or he was just doing that for her benefit.

Because she was benefiting.

He follows her hand as the brush does a little swoop down, forming a curve only to go up, “That’s a tail.” she hums positively, a little smile on her face, “Dolphin?”

“Beluga.” she corrects him gently, “I’m just using light blue as a base because I want the white to have cool undertones, especially since the wall is a darker shade of blue too.” she taps the brush against the wall to create inwards brush strokes that would help when filling the figure. Her husband hums against her ear, she flicks her eyes back at him only to see him staring at the wall with pure wonder, following her hand with his brown irises. 

He knows she’s staring, so he meets her eyes soon after, his smirk widening as his arms around her middle tighten just a bit to pull her closer to him - even more than possible- “What?”

“You are cute.” she says, facing the wall again,”I love how you just pay attention. Just like Nikki.”

“I do love watching you paint or be artistic, it’s really nice.” he coos, “You don’t need my help?”

“Not right now,no. But I’ll need it in,” she thinks about it, offering him a half shrug, “Around fifteen minutes? That’s around the time everything starts hurting.” she drops the brush to tilt her head left to right, only to return to what she was doing, “But, for right now,I’m fine. And I know Nikki is asleep because she always sleeps at this time, so we’re all good.”

“My wife is so smart.” he smirks, pressing little kisses to her jawline, little kisses that tickled and made her giggle while trying to move away from his mouth, “I missed you so much, I can hardly believe I’m back home already…it feels great.”

“It does,Roos.” she says with a small grin, “Honestly,I’m glad you are here, helping me.I really appreciate it.”

“I could help you but here you are,” he pinches her hips, making Beatrice jump in front of him,”Not letting me help you yet.”

“You can wait fifteen minutes.” Beatrice chuckles at Rooster's immediate pout, her heart swelling with love and. She gently reaches up and runs her fingers through his hair, a soft smile on her face. "Patience, handsome," she teases, her voice filled with affection. "Fifteen minutes will go by quickly, and then you can help me."

Rooster's pout turns into a mischievous grin as he nuzzles his face into the crook of her neck. "Fine," he says, his voice tinged with mock disappointment. "I'll just have to occupy myself with other things until then." he trails his fingers down her legs, to where the soft fabric of her shorts disappeared and skin showed up.

Beatrice playfully swats his arm. "Behave yourself, mister," she says, her tone feigning seriousness. "We have a task at hand, remember?"

He chuckles, his breath warm against her skin. "Yes, ma'am," he replies, his voice filled with playful obedience. "I'll be on my best behavior."

“I doubt it.” she purses her lips, then shakes her head amusedly, “But you’ve been behaving,I’m really surprised. Normally we’d be…um…less than clothed in a matter of hours.”

“Well,I think you can say that I have-” he whispers in her ear, loving the goosebumps on her skin,”Something up my sleeve…plus I don’t want to go too hard.” he knows she got the innuendo because she huffed a little laugh and kept on painting, biting her lower lip,”Besides, there’s also our date.”

Beatrice's cheeks flush slightly at Rooster's teasing words, her lips curling into a playful smile. She continues painting, trying to focus on the task at hand despite the enticing distractions he presents. "You do know how to keep me intrigued," she replies, clearing her throat after, “Like always.”

Rooster leans back slightly, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he props his chin now on top of her head. "Oh, trust me, I have plenty of surprises up my sleeve," he says, his tone filled with a mix of mischief and affection. "But yes, our date. I've been looking forward to it since the moment I stepped off that plane."

Beatrice nods, her brush strokes becoming more steady as she concentrates. "I've missed our date nights," she admits, her voice filled with longing. "It's been too long since we've had that quality time together."

Rooster’s hand gently caresses her lower back and she immediately sighs in relief. "Well, we’ll make up for it," he says, his voice soft and sincere. "I have something special planned, just for you. And I can't wait to spoil you, gorgeous."

"I'm excited to see what you have in store," she says, her voice filled with anticipation. "But for now, let's finish this project…but keep your hand there.”

“Here?”

“Yes.” she sighs again, clenching her eyes, “It’s been hurting a bit more because,well,I’m carrying two babies in here,” she points to her stomach,”Your hand is so much better than a heating pad,God,Roos.”

Rooster's touch becomes even more gentle as he hears Beatrice's words. His fingers trace soothing circles on her lower back "I'm here for you, gorgeous," he murmurs, his voice soft and comforting. "I'll do anything to make you feel better, to ease any discomfort you're experiencing."

“Well,aren’t you sweet?”

“You do say I am.” he smirks, “All the time.”

Beatrice leans into his touch, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips. She continues painting, feeling a sense of calm wash over her as Rooster's hand provides warmth and comfort. The pain in her back subsides briefly, it is going to last for a little bit but it’s good enough.

He keeps his hands there, gently massaging the spot until he flicks his brow, hearing a known sound from downstairs, “...phone is ringing.”

“...yeah…”

“Do you think,” he begins, “It’s important?”

Beatrice parts her lips, stopping the painting to give her husband a weird look,”...well…maybe? I’m not expecting a call or anything, are you?” he purses his lips, shaking his head, “Still,it’d be better to look,” and she gets the obvious ‘I don’t think I want to’ look from Bradley, who just blows a quiet raspberry with his lips, still clinging onto her like a sloth to a tree, “Brad…”

Rooster lets out a small groan, clearly reluctant to move from his comfortable position. "But I'm so cozy here," he protests, pouting his lips even more, “And so are you.”

Beatrice chuckles, reaching up to pat his cheek affectionately. "I know you are, darling," she says, a fond smile on her face. "But we should probably check who's calling, just in case it's something important."

Rooster sighs dramatically, but eventually releases his hold on Beatrice and reluctantly moves away. He gives her another playful pout before making his way downstairs to answer the ringing phone.

Beatrice watches him go, a soft smile lingering on her lips. She takes a moment to stretch her back, feeling a slight relief from the discomfort. She resumes her painting, working with steady strokes as she focuses on creating a beautiful space for their twins.

After a few minutes, Rooster returns, holding the phone in his hand. He looks unimpressed, mouths ‘Maverick’ before placing the phone on his ear and shuffling back to where he once stood, right behind her, “Hi Mav.”

Beatrice smiles as he props his chin back on her head, she could hear some mumbled words from Maverick over the phone but she had no idea what was the subject, at least he wasn’t upset by the call. “No,I’m at home.” he gently hugs her under her chest, his thumb rubbing the side of her ribcage, “I know,no yeah…hmhm.” she hears him sigh tiredly, “...Mav, I get it, but–no, Nikki is a baby she doesn’t need to know about fishing yet.”

Beatrice can't help but giggle softly at Rooster's one-sided conversation with Maverick. His playful annoyance and the way he interacts with his uncle brings a warmth to her heart. She continues painting, but does keep some of her attention towards the conversation.

Rooster's voice lowers, and she can sense a more serious tone in his response. "Maverick, I understand the urgency, but I have to prioritize my family right now," he says firmly, his hand on Beatrice's ribcage giving her a gentle squeeze of reassurance. "I–no I’m not taking Bea on a fishing trip.” she stops painting to look back at him, “Because of mosquitoes and bacteria, that’s why!” he pauses, “No it does not create antibodies, stop that.”

“What’s going on?” she asks quietly, “Brad?”

“Pete…Pete…I know but I was like four.” another pause, “Okay, yeah, I was a baby but that was different. I’m not- no I’m not taking Nikki, maybe when she’s older…” he groans, tossing his head back, “Mav,we just got home…come on I wanna be with my wife and my kids…don’t start.” he knows Beatrice stopped painting to pay attention so he just sighed again, kissing the side of her head, “Yes…yes I know.Okay. Okay I promise…I am promising Mav…okay,okay bye. Bye.” he finishes the call and places the phone on a shelf, huffing quietly on top of Bea.

“Everything good?”

“Mav wanted to go on a fishing trip but there’s no way I’m going anywhere right now. Not when I have so much planned.I'm okay, Bea," he reassures her, his voice filled with warmth. "Just some unexpected plans from Maverick. Because he has to.”

“Well,I mean…he doesn’t have bad plans.He wants to spend time with you.”

“I know,gorgeous…but this time my whole focus is you,” he kisses her cheek sweetly, “And the kids…and now,” he plucks the brush from her hand, making her gasp and try to get it back, only for her husband to hold above his head, “No,no,fifteen minutes,remember? Now you are going to sit that pretty butt of yours down and let me help.”

She pouts at him, feigning a bit of frustration, but a mischievous glint sparkles in her eyes. "Fine," she says, crossing her arms over her chest, "but only because you insisted."

Rooster grins triumphantly, “I can be very insistent.”

“Mhm ,sure…I’m gonna check on Nikki in the meantime then–” her husband just gives her a look, one that says ‘are you sure?’ followed by his pleased boyish grin, “...okay, okay,I’ll sit down.” there’s a rocking chair in the corner of the room, not the same Nikki had but an old one they still had to find a place to put it…maybe they’ll leave it here in the end.

She sits down and her body almost thanks her out loud when she does. The pressure of carrying two babies is…being more than she thought but it was to be expected. She sighs quietly, leaning back on the chair and even sliding a bit to stretch her legs, rocking back and forth for a few seconds “So I was thinking,” he begins and she opens her eyes when he speaks, “We can go on our date next week,how’s that for you?”

Beatrice relaxes in the rocking chair, finding comfort in its gentle motion. She looks up at Rooster, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Next week sounds perfect," she says, her voice filled with warmth. "I love that a lot."

Rooster smirks before moving the paintbrush against the wall,trying his best to not mess with Beatrice’s work - it was hard, but he had steady hands - giving his back to her. While he did that, his wife couldn’t help but admire his body, the curves and dips of his muscular back and she made a little sound that was almost like a whimper, one that called his attention and he turned his torso to face her, “What?”

“Hm?”

“You okay?’

Her cheeks reddened in surprise, “Oh,um,yeah,just–what do you uh, have in mind?” she knew she didn’t have to hide how she felt for her husband, but…it was a bit sudden and her brain went to defense mode immediately, “Should I be prepared for something?”

Rooster’s eyes are still on her, the paintbrush hovering on the wall…and he smirked. Because he knew, of course he knew why she reacted like that, “Well,” he turns away again, making sure she could see his every movement when he moved his arm up and down, sometimes he even flexed much for her pure desperation, “It’s a surprise.”

Beatrice's cheeks flush even deeper at Rooster's teasing display, her eyes following his every movement. She tries to compose herself, her voice slightly breathless as she responds, "Well…you know how much I love surprises."

Rooster chuckles, his voice filled with amusement. "I do indeed," he says, his tone playfully suggestive. "And this one will be no exception. I've been planning it for a while, thinking about all the things that would make it perfect for us."

Beatrice's curiosity gets the better of her, and she leans forward slightly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Can you give me a hint? Just a little one?" she holds her hands up in a praying position, “Pleeease?”

Rooster grins, thoroughly enjoying the playful anticipation in Beatrice's eyes. He ponders for a moment, pretending to consider her request before finally giving in to her plea. "Alright, just a tiny hint," he says, holding up his index finger, as if emphasizing its significance. "Hint number one: It involves delicious food."

Beatrice's eyes light up with excitement, and a delighted smile spreads across her face. "Food?" she repeats, "Well…okay, that sounds good. You know that’s always fun."

Rooster nods, his grin widening. "Oh, I definitely do," he says, his tone filled with playful confidence. "But that's just the beginning. There's more to it than just food."

Her curiosity piqued, Beatrice leans in closer, her eyes fixed on his face, she doesn’t say anything but holds her face in her hands with a little grin.

“Hint number two: it’ll be somewhere you already know.”

“Somewhere I already know?” if she had to wrack her brain for places where they’ve been before she’d spend her entire life trying to recall something. Those were hints but they weren’t enough for her to figure it out…which maybe was for the best, it would break the whole surprise if she knew, “Well…I’m sure I’ll love it,I have no idea where it’ll be but…”

“Oh,gorgeous,” he swipes the brush at an angle, creating a straight line on the wall and even he is surprised at how it looked, “It’ll be perfect- wow this looks so good.” he mutters, “Who knew I had that in me.”

“Considering how artistic you are,I don’t really doubt anything from you anymore.” she replies, grunting a bit before pushing herself to her feet, placing both hands on her lower back, pushing the bone there and sighing heavily, “I might walk a bit.” he stops what he’s doing to stare at her, “Or lie down, should I lie down?”

“Do you feel like lying down?”

“Honestly,my back is hurting so…maybe?” he tosses the brush away - incredibly it lands right on top of the paint can and doesn’t splatter anywhere - before making his way over, “What are you doin-ah!” she squeaks and immediately holds onto his neck as he picks her up bridal style, “Rooster!”

“You are still not that heavy.” he bounces her on his arms a bit, she squeaks again,louder and squeezes his neck, “See? Light as a feather.”

“I swear, you are relentless.”

Rooster chuckles,”For you? Oh,always gorgeous. Always.” the sound filled with affection as he carries Beatrice in his arms. He walks out of there towards their bedroom, stopping along the way to check on Nikki who was thankfully still fast asleep, careful not to jostle Beatoo much."But even if you were heavier, I'd still carry you without hesitation."

Beatrice rests her head against his chest, feeling safe and secure in his arms.He knows she still has issues with her body from time to time, he knew that the pregnancies could mess with her head…but he wasn’t going to let get as bad as the first time. She sighs contentedly, her fingers gently tracing patterns on his chest. "Thank you for taking care of me," she murmurs, her voice filled with gratitude. "I appreciate it more than words can express."

Rooster places her gently on the bed once they enter their bedroom, his eyes never leaving her. He kneels down in front of her, his hands resting on her thighs. "Taking care of you is my privilege," he says, his voice soft. "You and our babies mean everything to me. I'll always be here to support you, to lift you up when you need it."

Beatrice smiles, her eyes shimmering with emotion. She reaches out to cup Rooster's face, her thumb caressing his cheek. Sweet talker," she says, her voice filled with love, smiling even more when he kisses her thumb. "You know it’s the same for you.."

Rooster leans into her touch, “I know,gorgeous.You're my rock, you know that,right?" he whispers, his voice filled with reverence. "Your strength, your love—it anchors me, and I'm grateful every day to have you by my side."

“Oh my God.”

“Romantic,no?”

She blushes so hard she looks like a tomato, eyes brimming with tears, “You are so–” she doesn’t do anything but cup his face and kiss his lips repeatedly,”Ugh,I love you so much!”

He kisses her with equal fervor, playfully nipping her lower lip only to earn a gentle slap to the shoulder. He laughs, allowing her to lie on the bed after kicking her shark slippers aside. She scoots to the center a bit, sighing and running her hands on the covers for a few seconds, “Comfy?” she hums positively,”Good, do you need anything else?”

“Not really…can you stay?” she asks, “I know you want to work on the room but…please? You came back yesterday,Roos…” and she pouts…and he’s gone. Those full lips turning into such a cute pout are going to be his complete ruin.

“I don’t have any plans.” he smiles, climbing onto the bed and falling right beside her, giving her space to snuggle against his side and hug his middle with one of her arms.Rooster wraps his arm around Beatrice, pulling her closer to him. He feels the warmth of her body against his, her head resting on his chest. He places a gentle kiss on the top of her head, his fingers gently tracing soothing patterns on her back.

"That’s nice," she whispers, her voice filled with tenderness. "That’s really nice…”

“Your back still hurting?”

Beatrice melts into his embrace, feeling the love and security that radiate from him. She closes her eyes, savoring the warmth and comfort of being in his arms. "Not that much.Thank you, Roos," she murmurs, “Having you by my side helps a lot."

Rooster holds her even tighter, his touch gentle and comforting. He continues to caress her back, his fingers moving in slow, soothing circles. "I'm glad I can help," he whispers, his voice filled with sincerity. "Just know that I'll always be here to support you, in every way I can."

Beatrice's breathing gradually slows down as she relaxes in his arms. The pain in her back becomes a dull ache, overshadowed by the love and care she feels from her husband. "I'm grateful for you," she murmurs, her voice soft. "I think I’ll always be.”

His heart clenches. Every time he hears from Beatrice how much he is important to her, he’s a goner. He can’t take it, she’s always…the best thing ever and yet she says he’s the one. All the time.

Of course that by now he was used by it, but it still made him feel like butterflies are flying in his stomach.Rooster pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering against her skin. "You're my everything, Bea," he whispers, his voice filled with adoration. "Get some sleep,gorgeous.I’ll be here when you wake up.”

They lie there in peaceful silence, wrapped in each other's embrace. Rooster hears her breathing slow down to a relaxed inhale and exhale and he looks down at her for a few seconds, smiling sweetly, “...this is going to be a good leave.” he tells himself, “It will be.”

[ohmyamor]

Honestly it's not the spam likes that are the problem, it's about the fact that if someone is spam liking, they can also reblog a couple of posts. Likes don't do anything to help any creator, reblogs do. So as much as I or any other creator appreciates spam likes, we also find it annoying because it's not helping the algorithm at all. Creators keep asking for reblogs but less than 1% of the people actually do reblog or even comment, likes don't tell us if someone is enjoying what we write. On that note, I also have beef with writers who don't reply to reblogs/comments. Someone took the time to give feedback so you should thank them. That's all for today really. Have a good day!

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[soap-2091]

Yamato joining the Straw Hats, better late than never <3

Thank you all so much for 1000 followers!!! Ya’ll are amazing!!! I love you all of you!!!

I never thought I would get to 1000 (even if a good chunk are porn bots) It has been an amazing journey and I hope you’ll continue along with me and my art!

Extra:

 He placed a stuffed doll version of himself to hold down the fort back in Wano. lmaoooooo what a idiot (affectionate)

[filmmies-writing]

Past, Present & Future

pairing : ex!avengers reader x Zemo

word count : 1.3k

warning : mention of death

summary : you used to visit Zemo at the prison after the event of civil war but then he cut you off because he started to have feelings for you. Now that Bucky’s going to break him out, he needs your help babysitting this bad guy.

a/n : hello guyssssss <3 It's been quite a while since I posted my debut one shot. I really do appreciate every like, reblog and comment from my previous work (for anyone who hasn't checked it out yet, here you go!)THANK YOU🥺 At first I was thinking of making a short fanfiction, 3 parts was the first thought that came to my mind but I really enjoy writing this so maybe it’ll be more than 3 parts I suppose. You can also leave your ideas for the next part in the comment or what you think of this chapter, I’d really love to read them :) And fyi, your likes, reblogs and comments are what keep me going so pls 🥺🥺😂😂 Sorry if there’s any mistakes, English is not my first language. Also I’ll pin my masterlist on this blog as soon as I finish making it :))))) 

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“And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be

Right in front of me

Talk some sense to me” 

(I Found - Amber Run)                                     

“Do you still visit him?” Bucky asked through the phone, his voice steady and calm, like he already made a decision in his mind.

“After I’d blipped back I might have been there once or twice, but the last time was last year I guess” you said and you shrugged your shoulders as you walked around your apartment trying to find a chocolate you just bought but forgot where you put it at.

Yes, you’ve visited this criminal several times and some of your teammates know it. After you were informed about why he started all of his demeanors, about his motivation, as a person who doesn’t have any family left and witnessed everything that happened at the battle of Sokovia with your own eyes, you strongly have sympathy for him. 

You see him as a man who let his emotions and anger take over his intelligent-self and just tried to do what he thought was right, what he thought it’ll make him feel better after he achieved it. And now that he succeeded his plan, deep down he still feels pretty empty. You can tell just  from looking at him in the eyes, even there’s a thick glass between. And you bet he had taken some steps back to see his work and spent some time with himself, thinking. And you know he could see it too. Nothing changed, his family is still gone. Only thing new to him is that he now has to spend years after years rotting in German prison, which allows him to have more time to think about his family and his past actions. He was about to go insane.

But thank god you went to visit him.

You started to visit him for the very first time after six months of the airport battle. Bringing him some books considering how boring he would feel behind bars. But you were quite confused when you saw that his cell is more superior than the others. Even though it may seem dark and lifeless like the other cells, his cell is a lot bigger compared to others. He also has privileges to read all the up-to-date newspapers and books given from the guards that he seems to  be paying extra for.

In the beginning, it was him who always started a conversation by questioning you. According to his genius mind’s calculation, he never expected any Avengers to visit him and especially to be this nice to him after what he had done, what he had caused. And clearly he was wrong, so he needed to know why you’re doing all of this since he thought he can never be wrong. Maybe you want to take revenge at him? Or could it be that you’re just really nice? 

“Why being so nice to me?” he asked directly, wanting to see your reaction to his action.

“I just feel bad for what happened to you” you didn’t lie but kept looking down to the ground to avoid his gaze on you. You’ve heard about his reputation, how good he is at manipulating and you didn’t want to be his another victim.

It took only a few more times of visiting him for you to realize that you unexpectedly bonded with your friends’ greatest enemy and surprisingly enjoy spending your time with him, he would always tell you stories from his many journeys, but still not the private ones. He never wanted to share any of his family’s memories with anyone and he intended to keep it that way.

After getting to know him a lot more than you should, you soon realized that he’s a Baron after all, a royalty, which answered your curiosity perfectly about why he can still access so many privileges even behind the bars. 

In return, you shared with him how you feel to be an Avengers, pressures and expectations you had received during that time. A hard decision you made that still haunts you in your sleep every night. 

You two sometimes share your opinion on books you bring to him. You went back to the prison countless times with a handful of snacks, sweets and books. That’s why he thinks you’re too nice, too good for him. 

Although he’s in prison, he still manages to spoil you with many presents that have been sent to your door time after time on  special days such as your birthday and Christmas. 

For Helmut, at first, these acts were only to return your kindness. At least that’s what he convinced himself since he doesn’t want to admit that he started to have feelings for you. He keeps telling himself he’ll never love again, but you make it hard for him.

And for you, no one has ever cared about you as much as he did. But still, you persuaded yourself he’s just a friend, a good friend. 

But when it came to the point that Zemo cannot lie to himself anymore, he decided to face the truth and deal with it in a very definitive way. He cut you off. Completely.

He added your name to the list of people he prohibited to visit him. You were heartbroken when you first found out but maybe it’s for the best that things didn’t go any further than this, you cajoled yourself. In the first few months, it was hard for you not to think of him, but now that it has been almost a year, you’re finally doing fine.

To clarify his action, his mind keeps telling him that after what he had done to you, he doesn’t deserve you. You deserve to be happy, to live your life with someone that’s not stuck in a prison like him. Someone as good as you. Not a state-criminal like him. Another reason for him would be because he doesn’t want anyone to replace his wife. Even after so many years she has passed away, she still holds a very special place in his heart and he would never want any memories with someone else to replace those precious memories he has left of her.

“And do you think it’s gonna be fine if he’s out of the prison?” Your eyes automatically blinked, starting to feel terrified by what Bucky just asked you.

“I... I... I don’t know, I can’t reassure you anything, I mean I believe that he’ll be useful to your case but he can be very manipulative so you must be careful when he’s out” You said what you could think of at that moment. You can never think straight when it comes to the Baron.

Bucky replied with silence for a moment but not too long until he continued the conversation and said “Wanna do your old friends a favor?” 

You know he wants you with them in case things go wrong with Zemo since you seem to be the one who knows him best compared to them. Also in Bucky and Sam’s aspect, your fighting and investigating skills would be really helpful to the team. And who knows what the new cap is about? So it’s clearly better to have you included in this little team.

“Sure..” To be honest, you’re quite afraid to face the Baron again but you can never say no to your friends and plus you want to do something in return for them since they always taking a good care of you, they’re like older brothers to you and you couldn’t let they go out there on their own knowing that you can help them.

“See you at the prison tomorrow then, I believe you know your way there already” Bucky replied before hanging up.

This is going to be a hell of a journey!

[mammor0n]

human | solomon x reader

based on lesson 46-12, so spoilers if you’re not up to it. if you know u know 😉 MC is gender neutral ✌

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: softcore smut, not rly explicit and it doesn’t rly start till abt 1k words in but it’s still there. also like one swear word. plus it’s nearly 2am so if there are typos etc. pls forgive me, i’ll give it a read through when i wake up to fix ‘em (probably)

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You awake to a shuffling sound in the corner, and a year of living with seven demons has left you with more sense than to just ignore it. Still half asleep, you squint into the darkness and sigh an incoherent mumble.

“...oh, sorry. Did I wake you?” Solomon asks, voice barely above a whisper.

It takes you a moment to remember where you are; in a cramped motel room in a world that doesn’t really exist, undertaking a trial for your goddamn magic license, which somehow did exist, and the master to your apprenticeship waking you up as though this circumstance wasn’t the stuff of a fever dream already, or some twisted fairytale that slipped the works of Hans Christian Anderson.

“Mm… it’s fine. What’s up? Can’t sleep?” you sleepily slur.

“No… it’s weird, you know? After all that walking we did today, I should be really tired.” Although his voice is even, Solomon’s face echoes a vestige of sadness; loneliness only exacerbated as he continues. “As I watched the twins earlier, I couldn’t help thinking… they’ve always had each other. It’s just natural for them. And even though they don’t say it outright, you can tell how much they trust and rely on each other… it must be nice, you know? To have someone like that in your life. I guess even if you live for centuries on end, there are some things that can always elude you.”

Blinking away remnants of sleep, you push onto your knees and crawl a little closer to him. He sits on the edge of the bed, and you hear it creak as it dips beneath him, the motion pulling you towards him like gravity itself.

“Hey… you have me. You always will, okay? You’re not alone… you have people who care about you,” you protest, and Solomon chuckles.

“Thanks, MC… you really are nice. I’d like to have people I care about, and who care about me… especially if one of those people is you.”

You exchange a smile lit only by the dim streetlight spilling through the weathered, yellowing windows. Solomon’s eyes don’t leave you, and there’s a softness there you’re not accustomed to.

“Hmm… you know, going to sleep in an inn room and then suddenly waking up in the middle of the night is another staple RPG scenario, isn’t it? And usually at times like these, you can expect some sort of really important story event to take place. So what do you think, MC? Is that what’s about to happen here..?”

His eyes find yours, capturing you in a warm a gaze you wouldn’t dare to break; you become all too aware of the sound of your shallow breathing, and rise and fall of your chest, the lump of your thrumming heart in your throat. The air smells like dust and ash, with remnants of smoke from the fireplace curling around the ceiling as the tendrils creep into the cracks between the wood. Your eyelids are heavy, yet sleep has surely relinquished its hold on you. 

Solomon is quiet as he looks at you questioningly; murky blue eyes seem to bore into your soul, and in this light, with his hair messy and wearing a loose shirt and cotton pants, you’re jarred by the reminder of his humanity. Now that the magic and jewellery and smirk has been stripped away, you’re left with warmth, sincerity, and something so purely human that you’d never seen in him before. It was something about his eyes, or maybe the bob of his Adam’s apple, the hints of five o’clock shadow carving his jaw, the slight flush blotching his cheeks. At this moment, he isn’t a powerful sorcerer to whom Asmodeus himself is beholden; he’s a person. A human. Two humans sitting together in an inn room with lights off, tangled in scratchy bedsheets as breeze rattles the windowsill overlooking the flame-lit cobbled streets outside. Like something out of a fairy tale.

You’re so lost in his eyes that you forget to speak, and a teasing smile slopes his lips, although the corners of his eyes are just a little too tight, his breath just a little uneven. He swallows, licks his lips…

“Does that look in your eyes mean I can kiss you?”

You reply by crossing the small distance left between you and kissing him. After a stuttered breath, Solomon kisses you back, leaning into you and deepening the kiss as his arms slide around your waist. Once he’s started kissing you, it seems he can’t stop; he presses kiss after kiss to your mouth, his tongue seeking yours, his hands squeezing and tugging you ever closer as you lose yourself in his warmth, the lavender and patchouli fragrance that always seems to follow him, in the eager grasping of his hands on your skin and of your fingers in his hair and of the taste of sleep and evening and to draw it all together, the smoky spark of magic in every touch of his body against yours.

“...I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” Solomon confesses breathlessly between kisses. “But you know, wherever you are, Lucifer and his brothers are sure to be nearby. I thought maybe there was no hope. That I’d never get an opportunity.” 

In his pause, you press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Well it’s just you and I tonight, right? Just us.” Your breath rustles the silken hair that isn’t snagged between your fingers, and Solomon smiles.

“Then… I take it this means I have a chance, right? A chance to… deepen our connection.” He supplements the words with a lingering kiss to your throat. “Why don’t you come just a little closer, MC..?”

You sigh, lips seeking his again as you crawl until you’re chest to chest. Slinging a leg over his waist, you climb into his lap and Solomon wastes no time in stealing your breath. His lips are hot, fast, sloppy yet calculated, and he holds you until your head is spinning and you can’t remember your own name.

“Solomon…” is the only utterance you can fathom, and then he smiles against your mouth, and you lose even that.

Wandering hands trail along your waist, beneath your shirt, and shivers ripple down your spine as Solomon suckles at your throat and twists his hands in heavenly ways that curl your toes and pry any thought from your head that doesn’t centre around Solomon, and you, and Solomon and you, two humans alone in an inn room and suddenly your clothes are gone and he’s on top of you and-

Solomon groans as he sinks into you, kissing along the column of your neck, suckling on your jaw, your chest, hands caressing every inch of soft flesh as he whispers curses in languages you’ve never heard into your skin. 

You can feel the magic radiating off him as he thrusts, feel your power imbued with his, the fusing of your auras as his lips meld to your skin, over and over, hot and wet and electric and then-

“Fuck, Solomon,” you hiss, head thrown back against the feather-stuffed pillows as his moans are lost in the temple of your body while his hips bruise against yours.

“Mm… you feel so good, my perfect apprentice… my… my beautiful MC…” His words come in sharp gasps out of time with his urgent motions, and you feel him collapse against you as his hips stutter and his seed starts to drip from between your legs, hot and slick as it spills onto the bedsheets. The intrusion has the tightening in your abdomen finally erupting into the shaking of your legs, into shivers of pleasure that race up your skin and draw sharp gasps from lips that Solomon stifles with a hard kiss.

“Solomon…” you manage to breathe as he removes himself from you, lays beside you with a heaving chest and sparkling eyes mirrored in your own.

“Sleep, MC… you did so well… more work tomorrow…” he manages to sigh, his arms closing around your back and dragging you into his chest as he kisses you again, and presses a final kiss to your forehead.

Relaxing into his chest, you nod, humming as forgotten tendrils of sleep begin to slink between your thoughts and numb your tongue.

“‘Kay… night, Solomon…”

You feel him smile against your forehead, and if this is a fairytale, you hope you never reach the last page.

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[reinerispretty]

rotations. (zuko x f!reader) pt6

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“Perfect,” he breathed out as his eyes saw the boat. “You hop down first.”

“What? No way! I’m the one that can actually firebend here. You go first so you don’t get hurt.”

“Do you always have to argue with me?”

“Only when your plans are stupid!”

A whisper came through the cell bars. She blinked her eyes open and sat up quickly. “Here to tell me I’m a traitor again?” She called out into the dark. 

“I’m actually here to rescue you but I can call you a traitor if you want.” 

(Y/N) never thought she’d be so happy to hear that voice. “Sokka!” She exclaimed. “What are you doing here? Where are Aang and Katara?” 

“It was too dangerous for either of them to come. I snuck on the ship to come break you out.” He jingled a set of keys in his hand. “Got these from the guard I managed to knock out. Impressive, huh?” 

“Yeah, yeah, my hero. Now open the door!” Sokka unlocked her cell. She turned around and he quickly made work of her ties. Once she was free, she stretched her hands and fingers, happy to feel the warm sensation of fire underneath her fingertips. “How’d you get onto the boat?” 

“I took a small rowboat and tied it to the mast. If the waves stay calm, it should still be there.” 

“And if they don’t?” 

“I guess we’re in for a swim,” Sokka shrugged. She smiled at him nervously before grabbing his hand and making a run for it. She wasn’t quite sure where she was going, but she let her feet lead her anyway. Her goal was to get to the top deck without running into any Fire Nation soldiers. Of course, luck wasn’t always on her side. 

They encountered soldiers at nearly every corner they turned. Luckily, they were so shocked to see the prisoner out of her cell and a Water Tribe boy that they had very little time to react before she and Sokka were knocking them out. 

The pair reached the top deck and doubled over on their knees, breathing heavily. Sokka helped her to her feet and led her to the side of the ship where his boat was. They looked down to make sure it was still there. 

“Perfect,” he breathed out as his eyes saw the boat. “You hop down first.” 

“What? No way! I’m the one that can actually firebend here. You go first so you don’t get hurt.” 

“Do you always have to argue with me?” 

“Only when your plans are stupid!” 

A column of flame shot past the two of them, missing their bodies by only inches. They looked at each other in surprise before (Y/N) quickly hid Sokka behind her own body. She shot fire balls from her hands back at the attacker. The smoke from their attacks dissipated quickly, revealing Zuko. He launched himself in the air, kicking flames at her face. She sent fire wheel after fire wheel at him until he was completely surrounded. She turned to Sokka. 

“You have to go.” 

“No, I’m not leaving you again.” As her back was turned, Zuko rushed towards her. Sokka reacted quicker than she could and used the force of his body to knock Zuko to the ground. She flinched as she heard the breath get knocked out of Zuko’s body. 

Before she could turn back to look at him, Sokka was grabbing her hand and pulling her over the edge of the ship. She yelled as they fell, but Sokka pulled her body into his to shield her from the impact of the water. 

She emerged from the dark waters with a gasp of air and scramble around frantically to find her friend. “I’m right here,” he said. He led her to the boat and lifted her up inside it. She collapsed on the floor of the boat, coughing water out of her lungs. Sokka climbed in after her and immediately began rowing them back to shore, where Katara and Aang were waiting. 

She breathed heavily as Sokka rowed before slowly sitting up. “Thank you,” she said. “I don’t like the idea of anyone rescuing me but...I’m glad it was you.” She coughed again and rubbed her neck, her face becoming hot. “I mean, I’m glad you did it.” 

“Even if you do annoy me, you’re still part of our family now. Plus, it’s kinda cool to actually see you use your firebending.” She smiled. “Especially against Zuko, man, it really seemed like he had something personal against you.” 

She laughed bitterly. “I guess you could say that.” It hurt, knowing that Zuko viewed her as a traitor, but it hurt worse knowing what the Fire Nation had turned him into. He was irrational and angry and almost nothing like the Zuko she used to know. 

(Y/N) hated crying, but ever since she had left the Fire Nation, she had been doing a lot of it. She didn’t even realize she was crying until she noticed Sokka looking at her. He stopped rowing to scoot closer to her. “Are you okay?” She wiped furiously at her eyes and cheeks before shaking her head. 

“Zuko and I used to be best friends.” Sokka inhaled a sharp breath. “And we kinda, sorta, were almost engaged.” This time, Sokka let out a whole gasp. “He didn’t always used to be like this, I promise! He was nice and we used to do everything together. I hadn’t seen him in over two years and then when we finally saw each other again...” She gestured loosely around them. “It hurts a lot, barely recognizing someone you cared about so much.” 

Sokka remained silent for a few moments as he stared at her. Then, taking her hand in his own, he tilted her head up to look at him. “I know how much it hurts, losing someone you love. But it gets better. I promise.” 

She smiled sadly. “Thank you, Sokka.” She pulled away from his touch but touched her own face where his hand once was. It felt tingly. 

“Besides,” Sokka said as he started rowing again. “You’re way too awesome to date someone with a horrible ponytail.” 

(Y/N) couldn’t contain her laughter.

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The adventures (Y/N) shared with her friends happened at almost every turn. They narrowly evaded escape from Admiral Zhao, had visited the Northern Air Temple and flown on gliders for the first time, and had travelled to the Northern Water Tribe so that Katara and Aang could master waterbending. Their trip to the north had resulted in disastrous circumstances. Once again, (Y/N) had to fight against not only her nation, but one of her old friends. It saddened her deeply to fight against people she had once loved, even if she knew she was doing it for the right reasons. 

The battle in the North had strengthened the group’s friendship exponentially. No longer did (Y/N) feel like she was an outsider, or that she needed to tread carefully in what she said to her friends. She was able to laugh around the campfire with them and also make them laugh, like the time she had told them she had accidentally caught Zuko’s pants on fire when they were children. She felt comfortable and, most importantly, she felt safe. 

She developed a different kind of relationship with each member of their small family. Aang, although older than her but somehow younger at the same time, had become averse to firebending ever since he had accidentally burned Katara. He made (Y/N) promise not to try to teach him and resolved that he would take down the Fire Lord without firebending. She knew it was impossible, but he seemed so upset about it that she agreed. Instead, they spent their time together exchanging history. Aang told her what it was like growing up one hundred years ago, and (Y/N) filled him in on everything he had missed since then. Even the small stuff, like the invention of bubblebaths. 

Katara had more than warmed up to her since (Y/N) first joined their group. (Y/N) had really tried to make an effort with Katara, since some part of her felt responsible for her mother’s death. They cooked together, did the laundry together, and even walked into town together when the boys weren’t paying attention. They eventually became so comfortable around each other that she had poured out her life’s story to Katara on one rainy afternoon. After she was done talking, she realized that when speaking with Katara, she didn’t fear disappointment or apathy. Instead, her Water Tribe friend provided her with the best advice she could give, and a hug warmer than any she’d had in the Fire Nation. 

It was Sokka and (Y/N)’s relationship that took the most drastic turn. After their experience in the Northern Water Tribe and his loss of Yue, Sokka quit his small digs at her. He knew that she understood what it was like, to lose someone that you loved. Their time together was no longer filled with snide comments about the other’s upbringing; instead, Sokka had been teaching her how to fight! She knew some martial arts, since it was the basis of firebending, but she had never fought with a weapon before. On relaxed days, they trained together. She taught him hand-to-hand combat and he taught her how to fight with a sword. 

“You’re a fast learner,” Sokka said after one of their lessons. They sat together at the edge of the lake they had camped beside. He used a stick and a piece of string with a hook on the end to create a make-shift fishing pole. 

She smiled at the compliment. “Wish I could say the same about you.” He shoved her and she laughed. “You’re not too bad yourself. You know I can’t give you a regular compliment. It’d go to that big head of yours.” Despite himself, Sokka let out a smile. 

“You’re so mean to me,” he said. “Are you this mean to all of your friends?” 

“Only to the ones I especially like.” She thought back to her time in the Fire Nation. She could do that now, without getting very sad about it. “Back home, I always had to watch what I said. I was around the royal family a lot, so it was rare when I could really say what was on my mind.” She turned to Sokka, squinting her eyes from the sun. “Teasing is just the way I show that I care. I don’t mean to be well, mean.” 

“I don’t really think you’re mean.” 

“Good,” she grinned, tucking her legs into herself. “Because you haven’t seen nothin’ yet.” 

“Have you guys caught anything yet?” Katara called out. “I’m starving!” 

She stood quickly, shot her flames at the water, and took the fish that floated to the top in her hands. “Coming!” She shouted before running back toward camp. Sokka gathered his things to run after her. 

“You let me fish for an hour when you could do that this whole time?” 

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[katara0524]

Impromptu Ramblings about the NEO:TWEWY Demo

In case y'all weren't aware, I've been a pretty big fan of TWEWY for a couple years now, and with the sequel coming out next month, the excitement I feel for this game is greater than ever :) I played the Demo for the first time yesterday, and following a couple views of some livestreams of others playing it, I felt like sharing my (very ramble-y) thoughts prior to the release of the full game. This post WILL contain spoilers for both TWEWY and NEO:TWEWY, so if you want to avoid those from now on, please block the tags: #twewy spoilers, #ntwewy spoilers, #neo twewy spoilers, #ntwewy, and #neo twewy ^_^ Oh, and if you wanna keep up with any other posts I make about my experience with this game, please refer to the tag "kat plays neo twewy" :)

-First things first: I have not watched the Final Trailer and I don't plan on doing so to avoid spoilers, especially after the pre-release era of KH3 where a lot of the later trailers spoiled a lot of the endgame content. That being said, I've seen some minor screenshots from the final trailer including what many believe to be characters from the original TWEWY, namely Shiki and Joshua. That is all I know about the Final Trailer and I would very much like to remain as blind as possible going into NEO :)

-The very first cutscene was quite ominous in the sense that this game is likely going to be about "changing fate" (a recently common theme in Squeenix games, which I do appreciate), perhaps leading off from the end of A New Day in the OG and trying to stop an Inversion of Shibuya. Also worth noting that A New Day had similar aspects in which the main character experienced "future visions" of tragic events, although in A New Day these events were not able to be changed, while in NEO it seems like one of the main "powers" our protagonist has is specifically to rewrite these events and avoid a "bad ending." Very interesting indeed!

-I really like the revamped comic book style dialogue scenes, it's much more fluid and modern, which is an excellent direction for the series to take!

-I would love to have an actual PokemonGO knockoff of Final Fantasy creatures, please Squeenix that would be incredibleeeeee

-Also the LINE stickers??? Are so cute???

-I would just like to point out that Fret is an absolute treasure throughout this entire demo, he's hilarious and I will protect him with my life

-UHHHH don't like that Fret picked up some Reaper Pins just out of nowhere.....or the fact that they're apparently popular all over Shibuya.............did y'all not learn anything from the OG game or what lmao

-Okay so when I first got the "curry or ramen" scene and heard NPCs talking about the new curry place replacing the old ramen place I became IMMENSELY distressed that Ramen Don was totally cut from the game because....well, Ramen Don is a King okay?? But I'm glad to learn that no, he didn't fall off the face of the earth, he's still in business and he's the one opening the curry restaurant lolol. PHEW, crisis averted!

-.....I don't like the sudden appearance of a Wall Reaper and being able to read NPC thoughts. Wtf happened when they left the ramen place??? Are they playing the Game alive somehow?

-Okay so I have my own theories about this "Swallow" character and what they're up to but considering this is only the Demo and I still Have No Idea What's Happening, I'm just gonna say that I think Swallow intentionally led Rindo and Fret to the Crossing so they could join the Game. I mean, add in the fact that Swallow still communicates with Rindo during the Game and you've got yourself a suspicious character right there lol

-"Hey they're shooting off fireworks!" Fret honey that's not fireworks oof (see also: "*laughs* I'm in danger")

-WOOOOOO way to traumatize Rindo right off the bat like that LMAOO

-The visuals for the intro are VERY GOOD, the song is pretty decent until it gets all "screamo" (which I absolutely cannot stand sorry lol)

-Shoka is every Customer Service employee ever and I respect that

-Susukichi went from being "meh" to "WOW THIS GUY IS FUN" in the span of 10 seconds and I also respect that (he is also built like an Absolute Unit which is hilarious)

-The Wall Reapers (and just Reapers in general) seem.....way nicer and more helpful this time around?? Like in the OG the Wall Reapers were SO RUDE gfhjgjdfkhn and yeah I'm sure we'll get some like that but the juxtaposition of the first Wall Reaper in the OG compared to the first one in NEO is insane.

-The puzzles are quite a bit more entertaining this time around even if it's generally the same "fetch quest" formula lol

-"Rindo's Group" way to go Fret HFKJDGHSDFKJ mans really left the default name in there lmao

-OKAYOKAYOKAY so to those who aren't aware I am a MASSIVE SIMP for Sho Minamimoto, he's my absolute favorite and I think about him daily. HIS INTRODUCTION IS. INCREDIBLE. I LOVE IT SM.

-GOD hearing him actually SPEAK FULL SENTENCES is just SO SURREAL I love this sm

-Also the remix of his theme???? NEO TRANSFORMATION????? IT'S SO GOOD????????? It's like gone from a Boss Theme to a more triumphant sounding theme and I am HERE for it (every version of Transformation is just INCREDIBLE and getting a new one is even better)

-I Love Him, Your Honor

-Also idk how exactly but it's kinda weird seeing Sho in the OG vs NEO, cuz while he's mostly the same Insane Math-Obsessed Catboy, he's.....calmed down quite a bit?? Like OG made a whole point of how poorly he cooperates with others (not to mention just being completely unhinged and trying to kill everyone), whereas here in NEO he's......actually kinda working with others??? HELLO???? Sir what happened to you and Neku during those 3 years I would love to know all about it

-I guarantee you Sho is still probably scheming shite and will likely pull some total insane BS later down the road, and I am very much looking forward to that. Also, is he looking for a certain Pin or something??? Cuz he keeps talking about different Pins and even mentions "this is just another Psych Pin" like he's actively looking for a Pin to do something with. Maybe it also has to do with the "latent powers of Players" thing he mentioned as well??? What is this dude UP TO oml (also is he in contact with Neku at all?? they're both technically fugitives at this point right?? WHAT HAPPENED AFTER A NEW DAY I AM BEGGING YOU)

-I seems like Sho ALSO has an idea of what's going on in this specific game (even if he won't admit it straightforward). Per his quote "The game's 142,857. Factor it out," he's essentially saying, "This game is a neverending cyle, figure out how to get out of it" (or at least that's what I got from his "cyclic number" nonsense lolol)

-I do like how Sho mostly stays out of sight until he's needed for a battle or assisting with a mission, that's kind of on par with his whole "uncooperative" quirk from the OG, plus he might literally have to stay out of sight of other Reapers and Players considering he's likely breaking the rules of the Game (not surprising considering him and Neku broke practically every rule in the book during OG)

-The nicknames for Sho- I can't- They're so FUNNYYYY GFHJSDFKJ

-He goes from being called "Pi-Face" and "Tabooty" in OG to "Mr. Minami" and "M-Teezy" in NEO LMAOO

-(Wowee I just realized I've been mostly talking about Sho oopsies sorry y'all, this is what I meant by thinking about him almost daily he is THAT much of a fav of mine ghfkjsd)

-Okay RIP Fret and Rindo for not getting literally ANY explanation as to how the Game works OOF, that is kinda cringe that whoever gets the Pin earns points, not whoever erases the Noise (which like I understand but also URRRGGHHH I WANNA SEE THE SQUAD SUCCEED)

-"I should be going home now it's getting late" Oh you sweet summer child-

-Also love the mention of parents in this game???? KH you could learn a thing or two from TWEWY (poor Rindo's mom fhgjkdh)

-KUBO IS HILARIOUS I SUPPORT HIM AND HIS GROSS FACE (also thank you Final Trailer thumbnail for spoiling my suspicions about him very cool smh)

-Kaie is a LAD I also support him, go King type those funky texts I believe in you

-FRET PLS STOP SCANNING FHGJKSDHKJFGHFKJ he's like me when I scan in OG during Weeks 2 and 3 and see Taboo Noise coming after me ghfjdshfj

-Also Rindo can you stay off your phone for TWO SECONDS ik you're trying to figure things out but Fret is a jelly boi and I don't want him to be upset with you my guy

-Sho being an actual sorta mentor to the kiddos?? Who are you sir this is so unlike you ghfgskj what happened to the guy who tried shooting children in the face 8 times over LMAO (granted he's probably just using them but it's still nice to see him actually cooperating and sharing knowledge with the kiddos aaaaa)

-EYO EIJI OJI THE TIKTOK INFLUENCER IS BACK LMAO

-hgjkfshgkjf "we aren't glorifying capitalism on my watch" THATS SO FUNNY TO ME GFHJFSDGHJKS (also an all-orange ensemble is disgusting you deserve jail for one thousand years fkn Cheddar Goldfish Cheezit ass woman)

-WICKED TWISTERS NAME DROP EYOOO we love to see it

-gfhsgjf Poor Rindo embarassing himself for the sake of the Game that's incredible

-R e t u r n t o M O N K E. That is all.

-Dialogue during boss battles is HELLA cool i love that

-HHHHH THE KANON SCENE MADE ME A N G E R Y FRET STOP SIMPING MY GUY says the girl with a Literal Simp Encyclopedia and simps for pixels on a screen daily

-Can't wait to see the other Reapers :eyes emoji:

-CAN'T WAIT TO SEE NAGI MY BELOVED YEAHHHH WOOOOOO AAAAND that's about it for the demo lolol, I absolutely CANNOT wait for next month, this game is gonna be INCREDIBLE holy hell Prepare for more simping, more screaming, and more vibing from Yours Truly :) I fully intend on sharing more general thoughts like this on both Tumblr and Twitter so it's not just reblog-retweet-reblog-retweet with the occasional comment fhgskjd

If you wanna witness my insanity up close and personal I have a Square Enix Discord server called Sea Side Dreamers! You can look it up on Disboard, or you can add me on Discord @Katara0524#9244 for a direct link :) We have topics about Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, NieR, and ofc TWEWY (as well as other topics!), so if you want some good ol' chaos and chitchat, you're more than welcome to join!

[jeongjaebae]

Fic summary 2021

happy new year yall!! (*´∇｀*) it's been a little over a year since i started this blog, and oh boy what a journey it's been. before starting this blog, i was on a hiatus from writing since 2017 ish when i left my previous fandom, and i never expected to write again?? but finding a new fandom has changed that and well, here we are!!

thank you for supporting this little blog of mine whether you sent an ask or left a comment, aggressively reblogged 30 times in a row with memes attached, or said you wanted to punch me in the face (affectionately... i hope LMAO). thank you to my besties for putting up with my hyunjae enemy agenda, my regular anons for still being here, those that stop by, and anyone who has read something of mine and had it linger in their minds even for the briefest moment 🥺

aight 2021 fic summary up ahead, where i answer questions like fave fic written, most fun to write, hottest moment, and fave lines haha. keep reading if ur interested i guess!!

Total word count written: 151,269 (........i've never hit such a high number before)

Total word count published: 105,135

Fandoms written: tbz!! (and a tiny bit of nct if that counts)

1. Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or what you predicted?

WAY. MORE. just look at that count!! i checked my old blog and i've averaged about 70k words written per year there, with ~40k published. i really didn't expect to be so immersed in fic again!! to be able to catch up to my pre-hiatus skill level, surpass it, and then write this many words after a four year hiatus... i'm pretty amazed. so yes way more than i expected

2. What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in January?

i think last january i didn't even know i would write for tbz HAHA. this was supposed to be a jaehyun blog (as you can tell by the url LMAO) and i only had jaehyun works at the time!!

3. What’s your own favourite story of the year?

hmm it's in between my big four: if the lipstick matches, you look hideous on me, heartbreak for hire, this is how we fall. i'll probably have to read them again to pick a fave but bc of recency bias and all... i'll go with this is how we fall.

4. Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?

tried writing sm*t, but it's not published so does that count? also bloom for you was a bit of a challenge bc i've never written a hanahaki au before nor have i read many of them, and writing a happy ending for it was kind of difficult bc how does one resolve THAT? think it worked out in the end though :')

5. Do you have any fanfic goals for the new year?

hmm i'd say it would be to write for myself? something i recently realized was how draining writing was becoming, and that was bc i focused so much on meticulously planning them that it was no longer enjoyable to write. so yes we're gonna go back to writing self indulgent fantasies only in the new year HAHA

From my past year of writing, what was…

My best story of this year:

this is how we fall. i know i hated it while writing it but i think it turned out quite nice, especially the way everything falls into place by the end of it. there are themes of fate and destiny weaved into it, and a nice balance of humour, character development, and heart fluttering feels. and well, i heard it made some people believe in love again hahaha

My most popular story of this year:

you look hideous on me, for sure. by a landslide. call me a one hit wonder 🥴 haha jk but i definitely underestimated how much people would like bad boy sunwoo. oh and they were soulmates :'))

Most fun story to write:

if the lipstick matches!! i definitely enjoyed writing this the most bc it was SOOOO self indulgent. literally me projecting my own organic chem lab experience... including the near-kiss in the lab with goggles on (pls don't try that yall!!) and the scene with hyunjae at the party hehe. i loved writing kyeobmuda as y/n's besties, and their dynamics were honestly so much fun. and of course, it was my first ever tbz fic 🥺

Story with the single sexiest moment:

that hyunjae e2l drabble 👀 is 👀 quite 👀 hot. the rest of it sitting in my wips is much hotter though HAHA. OH WAIT there's that scene at the end of you look hideous on me. yes that one.

Most “holy crap, that’s wrong, even for you” story:

ALDKJFKJ THAT'S GOTTA BE TAKE A HINT I'M SORRY. i hate the fic. i have nothing to say about it.

Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters:

heartbreak for hire maybe? it was my first time writing younghoon in a long fic and the first time i caught feels for him ok. now he's made his way to the top three on my bias list :')

Hardest story to write:

TAKE A HINT SMH but also this is how we fall. these two tripped me up so bad with the plot points, but in different ways. take a hint was too simple, being an f2l that i didn't really know what to do with. this is how we fall was.... WAY too complex that i had to cut out plot points and it took me a long time to figure out how to do that.

Biggest surprise:

that you look hideous on me would turn out to be as popular as it is???? or that i'd write a hyunjae angst that broke people.... or that i'd have anything to do with hyunjae at all 🤡🤡🤡

Most unintentionally telling story:

hmm i guess i always end up weaving personal beliefs and ideologies into my fics in a way? this is how we fall, heartbreak for hire, and more than tomorrow have some lines i plucked out of my fave quotes or posts.

Favourite opening lines:

i don't particularly like any of my opening lines tbh but here you go

[the regular dilemma]

hyunjae as comedic relief as always

“Social media is a disease, Y/N,” Hyunjae says, trying to grab your phone out of your hands. “Tell me, have you ever seen anything good being posted online? They just feed you brain-rotting posts that will reduce your IQ a little each time.”

[not cute]

i got called out for always starting with dialogue, which is true only about half the time though

“So is he the one?” Eric whispers excitedly, tilting his head over at where Juyeon stood behind the counter. The barista seems to be busying himself with something, and you could only hope that nothing your two loud friends say today would reach his ears. “The cute barista who apparently likes your goat face—”

[bad at being bad]

chan i'm so sorry but ur hilarious in this fic

“He’s so good looking,” a voice says, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Like, so good looking.”

Favourite closing lines:

[this is how we fall]

hands down my all time favourite closing lines. they tie up all loose ends of the fic and close it so nicely AND could also be up to interpretation. also i get shivers every time an author weaves the title into the story so that's kind of what i did here.

Now you don't have to look into his future to know that all the scenes you'd seen were about you. Now you can picture it—Sunwoo looking up from your laced hands on the table and seeing your smile, face no longer out of focus. Pulling away from your kiss in the orchard has you seeing your own gaze, surprised but content. And then there's this very moment when you see yourself in Sunwoo's eyes and you just know.

This is how you fall in love.

Favourite lines from anywhere:

[you look hideous on me]

this one was too funny ok

The most you give him is your name, so that he might stop calling you by the S-word that you’ve come to hate so much. Though now you’re not so sure if the S-word is soulmate, Sunwoo, or skater boy.

[more than tomorrow]

i might cry again

And this time, you understand him. It wasn’t more than yesterday and less than tomorrow like he’d always said. Love in itself is something greater than all of the tomorrows that had been promised to you, and all of the tomorrows that had been robbed from him. Because even when tomorrow comes and the tomorrow after that, it will still silently sit on your shoulders and slip out with each tear and rest between the pages of a book left incomplete too soon.

[sangyeon wip]

lot of nice lines in this one but yknow i might never finish it or post it so just throwing it here i guess. posted something else from this au for a wip wednesday once upon a time tho

But sometimes love is the warmth of sunlight on your face, streaming through the windows of a place you call home. Sometimes it smiles at you fondly in the mornings and sometimes it takes you by the hand to guide you gently to the barstool in the kitchen. Sometimes love simply looks at you like you are exactly where you belong.

Scenes from anywhere you would have choose to have illustrated:

the first slow dancing scene from this is how we fall or the rooftop scene (fake stargazing!!!) from you look hideous on me!!

New year’s resolutions:

should probably be writing less and exercising more tbh HAHAHA. but uhh i guess i'll try to get back to writing self indulgent stuff!!

Word Count Totals

Total finished, posted fic: 105,135

i think it's actually ~111,200 if you count the things on my mlist but some of the things i posted this year were written in previous years so i didn't count those

Longest posted fic:  this is how we fall - 16.9k

Longest wip: my 15.5k sangyeon wip that still isn't close to being done HAHA. maybe in 2022 :')

Total number of words written: 151,269

[agustdiv1ne]

thank you + milestone!!

damn, never thought we'd get here, did we?

in all honesty, it's been a pretty shit year. march 'til now has felt like the same month on repeat with tiny tweaks to make it all so much worse. but i'm not here to complain about the worst parts of this year, i'm here to celebrate the best ones.

this was the year that i finally started writing, that i was finally spurred to open a google doc and just type away until a tiny work of fiction stared back at me. my first one was 1k words, a rant to get all of my emotions off of my chest with an idol as my muse. it felt...great, though it also felt a bit odd writing after being an avid reader for years. i always did prefer essays to creative writing, but this year definitely changed that perspective.

i wrote that first blurb along with another fic in late july, and in early august, i asked my friends if i should post them. om august 3rd, i changed this blog from a fic rec to a fic writing blog just like that. i regret none of it.

it's been nearly five months since i revamped this blog and i couldn't be more grateful for the support i have gotten from all of you, whether it be a kind comment, a like, a reblog, all of it. i never thought anyone would like my content, but i've been proven severely wrong by this community. from my irls that are on here, to my lovely mutuals and followers, to those i've talked to a lil bit on this hellsite, to the writers whose fics i absolutely adore, to those who have left a like or a comment on one of my fics, i want to say thank you from the very bottom of my heart ♡

have a happy and healthy new year! i love and appreciate every single one of you!!

though i'm painfully bad at writing letters and getting all sappy, i wanted to write them anyways hahaha let's goooo

to @hwaddict:

my irl best friend!! my partner in crime!!!! i love you sm carly, and there are not enough words in this world for me to describe the extent of my love. you have been there for me during my lowest moments, you've seen me cry, and i don't cry in front of many ppl. i trust you with my life and i'm so glad that we became friends back in middle school bc you are one reasons that spur me to keep going. i can't wait to see where life takes us and know that while i might not always be able to be there physically (especially with college right around the corner), i will always be there for you in any way i can be. again i love you and i can't wait to conquer next year with you ♡♡

to @hopejanaee:

hope!! hobi!!! one of my irls! though we just became friends earlier this year, it feels like we've been friends for ages. it's crazy how close we grew so quickly but i am so grateful to have you in my life. you never fail to make me laugh whenever we're together and you're so chaotic but in such a good way hahaha. you were the one who got me into writing with your own wonderful fics so thank yoi for that. i'm so happy that we became friends because you're so kind and caring and ahhhhhh i love u sm ♡

to @oikawasmilkbread:

we talked for like 0.2 seconds but you are so kind and hella cool!! it was nice having random conversations with you and i'm so glad you randomly dmed me bc i am shy and i have 0 idea how to start conversations with anyone lmao. i always smile when i see you in my notifs! i hope you have a happy new year!!! ♡

to @luthenia:

i know you're on hiatus but seeing you in my notifs always excites me hahaha. we never talk but you are so supportive of everyone in this community and i just wanted to shout you out for that! your memes are top tier LMAO and i can't wait for when you come back, happy new year ♡

to @starsforten:

we also talked for approximately 1 second but it was so fun talking to you about astrology stuff (virgo sun libra rising gang hahahaha) and those teuta matoshi dresses! you are so nice and easy to talk to and i hope your new year is happy and fruitful! ♡

i recommend every single one of these blogs for their amazing content!! i added some of my favorite fics as i'm a whore for great writing hahaaaa

@kinktae

waterloo — a masterpiece! taehyung is so bitter at the beginning and it's adorable seeing how y/n breaks his tough shell. loved this from beginning to the end ♡

hot rod — the 50s slang, the dynamic between hoseok and y/n...*chef's kiss*

@untaemedqueen

welcome to seoul land — werewolf!namjoon really got me going, 100/10 would recommend

graceful gods — this is one of my all-time favorites, greek god!jungkook has my brain going brrrr

@shadowsremedy + @therealmintedmango

support system — adorable!! this is a hybrid!yoongi fic i really enjoy, and the series isn't over yet! check it out~

@bratkook

tear you apart — demon!taehyung...holy shit. i was speechless

@tatertotthethot

the doms next door — THIS SERIES OMG, i've read each part at least five times already. taekook got me acting UP

scream (posted to @yandere-society) — a really cool take on the movie scream with jungkook, yandere fics don't always appeal to me but this one absolutely did

@ateezmakemeweep

broken — the immense ache i felt in my chest while reading this, but i loved both parts with a burning passion. san is so sweet in this :')

@atinybrew

dirty free for all — the ULTIMATE demon!san fic. the writing is absolutely immaculate and this is the first fic that had me blushing down my mf ARMS

rice milk lattes and bryophytes roads — another san fic admittedly because i'm whipped for san lol. anyways, this was cute and hot at the same time and best friend!yunho made my double biasing ass that much happier

@seacottons

pan — an adorable peter pan!hongjoong fic, it had my heart going achhfhsjfjsjf

sir kiss me — circus au with san holy hell i loved every twist and turn of this

@actuallythatwaspromise

bad romance — one of my favorite yunho fics ever, punk rock!yunho x nerd!reader has my entire heart

aurora garden center and desire ink — florist!mingi had me uwuing for the entire fic, this was adorable and i loved it sm

@yeonjuncore

every single fic on this blog is an absolute masterpiece, i swear

the devil's little angel — THIS IS ONE OF MY ULTIMATE FAVORITES, demon!yeonjun had me screaming and it was just so fun to read and i loved every single second of it so much that i've read it nearly ten times now. so go read it, you won't regret it!

the boy with the horns — another of my ultimate favorites (i told you, their writing is just that amazing), woodland fey!soobin just had me going so soft :(( i literally sobbed at one point, that's how invested i was

bleeding heart — the tension between vampire!yeonjun and vampire slayer!reader had me screeching

curtain call — i have a sad crush vampire!soobin

i love you, always — this felt so..bittersweet? taehyun loves y/n so much, i lowkey cried while reading this

@angelfic

the art of (mis)communication — i am a whore for both reconciliation and yeonjun, 100000/10 pls read this i beg of you

@angelictaehyun

growing pains — ahhh once again a yeonjun fic, my chest hurt a lil bit at some points but it was so sweet!!

@neovisioned

bed of spiderwebs — spiderman!mark has my heart screeching, i loved every second of it ♡

eddie ate dynamite — johnny suh coming for my throat yet again

cupid victorious — cupid!jaehyun :'))) definitely one of my favorites!!

@domjaehyun

quarantine chronicles — ok if you haven't read this or the part two yet then you're missing out big time!! the tension, the buildup, every single part of this fic was just *chef's kiss* but multiply thay by a million

all these years — every single moment of this felt so nostalgic and the ending was so sweet :')

@caiuscassiuss

muse — i keep going back to this one constantly, the angst in this phenomenal and i love artist!taeyong sm here

@neoct-zen

loverboy — HOT, AMAZING, I SCREAMED. the blurbs that accompany this are also top-tier i recommend reading each and every one!!

@moondustis

pink + white — i'm so soft for mark i stg, this was the cutest thing ever

@loviejaehyun

can't avoid this feeling — hockey player!mark is the best thing ever

all tied up — i just- screamed as i read this bc professor!jaehyun is too hot goodbye

@hopejanaee

incapable — this is one of the best yoongi fics i've ever read ngl, it's not completed quite yet but the parts that have been posted are top tier!!

breathless — THIS. I LOVED THIS. yuta is just so hfjshhfhshfnsn and i love this sm

@hwaddict

melting point — big boy mingiiii, 100/10 would recommend

@okayau

house next to mine — frat boy!yeonjun rly got me going, cute and hot at the same time ahhhhbfnsnnf

youth — ADORABLE, yeonjun's confession is peak i love it here

run away — how many yeonjun fics can i fit in this post? (answer: a lot) definitely one of my favorite harry potter aus!! it was awesome seeing how their relationship changed throughout the years and perhaps i teared up a little at the end :'))

@starrychannies

baby steps — ONE OF ALL-TIME MY FAVORITE FICS ON THIS SITE, every single part is so well-written and ahhhhhfhdhhf chan makes me feel some type of way

my stupid — another yeonjun fic! angsty but v cute at the end :')

@baekhvuns

this youth of craziness — 40k words of pure gold, this fic is absolutely one of my favorite san fics ever!!

replacement — prince!ten makes my brain go brrrr, i love how the y/n just speaks her mind here

@masterninjacow

untitled project — i saw soulmate au with mark and i knew would already love it, and i did! pizza boy!mark at that, amazing and i adored it

more amazing blogs!!: @galaxteez, @poutybinz, @lustjoong, @bloominghigh

these are just a few of the fics and blogs i found this year, find more on my fic rec blog @agustdiv1ne-recs!! (my thumbs are starting to hurt i'm so sorry bfjshfhsh)

wrapping up each month since august since that's when i actually started posting LMAO

☆ august

03: good enough — chan

03: bloodsucker — seonghwa

04: cutie — san

09: veloxrotaphobia — mingi

19: want — changbin

21: numb — yunho

100 follower special — i reached 100 followers towards the end of august, my first ever milestone :') also my first ever time taking requests, 'twas very fun ♡

☆ september

03: on camera — jungkook

☆ october

27: oh, worm? — namjoon

31: demon days — san

☆ november

10: a letter to my love — xiaojun

23: bad for u — jaehyun

27: home sweet home — yeonjun

☆ december

christmas bash 2020 — my brain went hey what if you did this- and i listened so here's 17 holiday fics hahahaa (not all of them are out yet but i'm working on it!!)

things i plan to release in 2021!!

☆ sunflower — jimin

☆ cross — yeonjun

☆ landslide — seonghwa

☆ nice save — san

☆ red — hyunjin

☆ a secret series (that will be revealed once i plan everything) — ateez

☆ 4 unrelated secret fics oOoOoo — will i reveal them? you'll just have to wait and see ;)

there will definitely be more posted! these are the ones that are going to be my priority at first, but my imagination is always churning so expect a lot more :)) check out all of non-secret wips here!

i hit 500 followers a couple days ago! i nearly screamed when i saw that LMAO. thank you so much for liking my content because i work hella hard on it :') sometimes i feel like i don't deserve y'all really, but @hwaddict will yell at me if i say that so ig i take it back hfhshhdhg

a post for celebrating this milestone will come as soon as i finish up the rest of my christmas fics!! sorry that i'm so slow :( (hint: my requests will be open, so look out for it!)

so yeah!! that's it, sorry for the painfully long post (i'm sorry to my thumbs for typing this whole thing out </3). thank you to everyone who read this far!! i hope everyone has a happy and healthy new year, and in the words of txt's cover, fuck 2020. may 2021 be a much better year for all of us!!!

much love,

ashlee ♡

[shangsclaws]

100 followers??

i don't exactly have much planned for the special occasion...but my inbox is about as dry as Quan Chi's left nut.

that said, pls feel free to go ham with the requests! i'm in a giving mood! you all should know that i go thru ur ideas w/ a lot of love and thought!

...or u can leave a nice comment, those are great too 😂

and now for a little ‘heart-to-heart’, for anyone interested 🥴:

not sure how my monkey brain made the connection between gore and romantic headcanons, but with all of you here, it seems like you made that connection too lol. glad to know we can have monkey brains together

this all started cos i was stressed out of my mind a couple weeks ago and decided to make matters worse when youtube recommended the dlc cutscenes to me. didn’t get much work done on that day 😅

that said no, i don’t own a single copy of anything mk related. a lot of this is just me kind of writing by the seat of my pants, along with the occasional yt and ggl search — pls bear with me lmao

i also want to thank all of you for being so nice to me in the tags/comments/reblogs, they make my day 🤧 i wasn’t expecting this many people to like my takes on the kombatants, especially since i came to this fandom suuuuper late. so glad to have found u guys though :)

much love and be safe!

Vvie 💜

[writeraquamarinara]

as with everything else in life, I’m late to making this post. I tend to make one around Jan 1st every year, but it’s now a few days after that, and all i can say for myself is that time is non-consequential during a pandemic, right? right.

anywho, this is my usual “thank you for keeping me going this year” post, but with even more fervor. 2020 would not have been nearly as tolerable without you all in it. and when i say all i really do mean all. thank you to anyone who follows me here or has read and supported my work on AO3 or has sent me a message or an ask or even just likes my posts. you can never know how many people’s hearts you’ve touched, lives you’ve made better, but i’m telling you now: you made me smile and laugh and feel love in a year that could have easily stolen all that. thank you for sticking around.

a few more specific shoutouts are under the cut to keep from flooding your dashes. i hope you’re all having a wonderful start to the new year.

much love, mari

to @anniemurphys: ria, i cannot thank you enough, for so many things. you played such a vital role in turning this year around for me. your friendship, and the friendships you’ve helped me make through book club, kept me smiling from week to week. i never wanted to leave our meetings, no matter how long they’d already gone. I could listen to your literary analyses and life advice for days on end. you’re such a kind, patient, loving person, and I’m so lucky to have you in my life. here’s to another year of freaking out over taylor swift albums and the power inherent in voluntarily turning oneself into vegetation.

to @bigdsgirl: heidi, you’re one of the sweetest, most hard-working people i know. you amaze me, and you graciously humor my latest hyper fixations—somehow always knowing, always reblogging content related to what i’m obsessing over at the moment. you give such great advice and have such a calming presence that i love being in chats and on calls with you. i cannot wait for more zoom movie nights in 2021.

to @hellodinoflower: raptor, you’ve supported me for so many years now, and whenever i feel down about my writing i’ll go back through the comments on some of my old fics and yours always make me tear up. you’re so thoughtful and kind and excited about my work that i cannot help but be the same. i hope you enjoyed the little dino reference in pride & publishing—i tried my best, i really did—and i hope you’re doing well. sending you so much love.

to @soyforramen: soy, i promise i’ll get to your head canon asks some day. i promise i haven’t forgotten them; i’m just uncreative and uninspired, but what else is new. you, however, are brilliant and kind and thoughtful, and your guidance in making both life and fic-writing decisions has been so important to me this year. wishing you so much luck with school this year, and even more happiness.

to @ithoughtyoulikedmereckless: rach, where to even begin? you’re the person i talk to when i’m feeling happy or sad or annoyed or angry or pretty much anything, really. our FaceTime convos are my favourite, no matter what time of day we have them at (somehow, the ones at 10pm are just as crazy as the ones at 3am, and i don’t really understand how or why, but i love that for us). i’ve learned so much about myself through my conversations with you, and you keep me level headed when i start doubting myself too much. you understand me on such an amazing level and i’m so lucky that you reached out to me so many years ago. i’m so lucky that we just happened to find each other on here and just so happened to move near each other this year. i still cannot believe i get to see you in person and go on walks in the woods with you. you’re such a talented photographer, writer, painter, baker, and all around artist; an incredibly kind and funny person; and i aspire to be you. i’m rambling now, but just know that i love you.

to @catthecoder: lav, my light, my love. seeing your icon and username on my dash makes me smile so hard. you just give off the best vibes and chatting with you always leaves me feeling like i’ve been basking in the sunlight for the past few hours. we need to make a resolution to sprint with each other more often this year, even if 2021 is going to be as hectic as ever, as i find so much joy in reading your snippets as we go along. you’re such a wonderful writer, and i often read your gift to me from years ago for inspiration and comfort. i hope you’re doing well and am sending so much love.

to @stirringsofconsciousness: stirrings!! i know you’ve had a super busy year, but you still made time to chat with me and i’ll be forever grateful. i often think about the advice you’ve left for me and the thoughtful responses you’ve given to my personal posts and find so much inspiration in your own words and actions. i also still cannot get over the time when you sent me a post of artful vases because you thought of me when you saw them. mortifying ordeal of being known who? anyways lol, i just wanted to thank you for being in my life and wish you a happy 2021.

to @heavy-lies-the-crown: alex, i just wanted to thank you for putting your time and energy towards answering my incessant questions this year. you’ve been an inspiration to me as a writer ever since i first found your work, but you’re also an inspiration to me as a person, and i’m always thinking about the advice you’ve given me. i hope you had a wonderful end to 2020, and that 2021 brings you even more joy than seeing your posts on my dash brings me. much love.

to @stonerbughead: maria, you brought so much happiness to my 2020. your support for my work took my breath away every time, and I swear I nearly cried when I saw your latest comments on pride and publishing. you put so much time and energy into this fandom, and into supporting the people in it, and I hope you know that it doesn’t go unnoticed. we all love you, and we’re so lucky to have you; your fics are brilliant, your podcast highlights are a joy to read, and your disdain for ras is hilarious. thank you for being you. sending lots of love.

to @sullypants: sully, it’s been years and i still marvel at how lucky i am to know you. you’ve taught me so much, from how to be more thoughtful to how to navigate therapy and self-love to how to be a kinder person in the world. you introduced me to ask polly and you send me really nice asks and you’re one of like four people who interacts with my posts on a consistent basis, which makes me feel a little less alone in the world, if that makes any sense. i’m going to stop myself from rambling on or else i might cry, but i just wanted to thank you for—here comes the cliche—changing my life (doesn’t everyone we meet change our lives, in some way or another? but you’ve changed mine considerably, and for the better). sending you so much love (in the form of both yellow and blue heart emojis)

to @justcourbeau: mel, our paths cross less frequently now than they used to, but that doesn’t mean i don’t think about you and the conversations we’ve had, or smile when i come across your posts on my dash, or when i happen to open up instagram once in a blue moon and see you’ve posted on your story. please never stop sending me sparknotes memes—especially cask of amontillado ones. your words of advice from the night i called you, distraught, a few years ago live in my brain rent free, and i will continue to carry them into 2021 with me. i hope 2021 treats you well, and that you achieve all you want and more. sending you an immense amount of love.

to @protectorofthesmoll: your string of comments on pride and publishing made me cry multiple times, i swear. i still read them back every so often, when i’m trying to muster the courage to start up on the new chapter. your support means so much to me, and it amazes me how far back it goes: I’m pretty sure I have at least two asks of yours sitting in my inbox, from back in 2018 when I had barely any followers or supporters, both of them writing prompts that I never filled. i promise i’ll get to them one day. anywho, i just wanted to thank you for your support this year, and every year before that. wishing you so much love and happiness in 2021.

to @panalegs27: 2020 was the year of figuring out that we have so much in common: a hatred of dating apps, confusion over tumblr’s obsession with the raven cycle, and an attraction to logan lerman with gray hair. thank you for chatting about all of these things, and more, with me; seeing that you’ve sent me a post always makes me smile, and our conversations make me laugh. wishing you even more love and laughter in 2021.

to @indiebughead: maria, it’s been so lovely getting to know you more over the course of this year. i love listening to your stories and living vicariously through you, lol. (i want updates on new neighbor boy, asap!) thank you for listening to my petty rants and for encouraging me to make bad decisions and be salty on main when i want to be. i couldn’t have asked for a more supportive conspirer ;) sending lots of love.

to @redundantoxymorons: iz, you’re one of the smartest, most eloquent, most supportive people i know. i know 2021 will be both stressful and exciting in many ways, and i wish you all the best. i know you’re going to thrive wherever you end up, and i’ll cheer you on as you navigate this new world, just as you’ve done for me all these years. i’m so lucky to have you as a friend, supporter, and beta, and all of our conversations bring me so much joy. pls continue to gush about taylor swift and rec books and send uquizzes with results that make me feel Known in 2021. i love you very much <3

to @cracklr: leda, i’ve missed your passive aggressive smiley faces, but your gushing insta comment more than made up for that, i promise :) sending you so much love and happiness in this new year <3

to @dottie-wan-kenobi: dottie, the posts we send each other make me so upset, but in a good way—the “if i just had to see this nasty shit then so do you” kind of way—and i love that about our relationship. who else would understand how disgustingly hilarious something is other than my wife? no one, that’s who. i often think about how you were the first friend i made in fandom, and i’ll be forever grateful for that: i couldn’t have found a better person. i love you so much, and am sending you all my love.

this list of shoutouts is really much shorter than it should be, but my brain is currently friend and i cannot seem to think properly anymore. therefore, i’m going to call it a day and reiterate my above statements that I love you all, and I hope you have a fucking amazing 2021.

[peacedolantwins]

Already Gone

A/n: I saw this prompt and got this idea.

The first time Ethan introduced you to Grayson was about a week into dating him. Right from the beginning you felt something was… off with the two of you. Grayson seemed put off by your mere presence but maybe he was just having a bad day.

Only it wasn’t a bad day. The longer you and Ethan dated it became more obvious that his brother couldn’t stand you. You’d come over and if Ethan asked Grayson to let you in, he made a big deal about showing how annoyed he was. Every time you would try and start up a conversation with him he’d shut you down and leave the room.

You didn’t know what to do. You knew how important he was to Ethan and you could feel yourself coming between them. Grayson would say something shady and slightly offensive and Ethan would go to defend you which ended up in an argument between the two.

You didn’t understand why Grayson didn’t like you so much. You had never done anything wrong, as far as you knew, to give him a reason not to like you. It’s not like you keyed his cars and wrecked his house or anything.

Ethan had gone out on a snack run, leaving you and Grayson alone in the house together. You two sat awkwardly in the living room together. Should you go to wait for Ethan to come back in his room? Should you try and talk to the man that slightly intimidated you?

“Grayson,” you made sure to use his full name, remembering how the one time you called him Gray and he looked at you in a way that scared you.

“What?”

“How come you won’t let me in? I’m not saying we need to be best friends if that’s not what you want, but can’t we at least be civil to each other?” You questioned softly, watching your tone carefully.

“Have you ever considered that I just don’t like you?” He said it so bluntly.

“No…” You had thought he must have had a reason not to like you, but you didn’t plan on that reason being just because he didn’t like you.

“Well consider it.” He turned away and went back to watching the TV in front of him.

“I’m back,” Ethan walked in carrying a bag of snacks, handing you the one with your favorite candy.

“Thanks.” You weren’t in the mood for a movie night anymore. To be honest, you weren’t in the mood to be in that house right now either. Now knowing how his brother felt, you felt like you were intruding especially since you knew you weren’t wanted around.

“Hey, I’m gonna go to bed actually. My heads starting to hurt a bit,” you got off the couch and noticed Grayson shoot you a quick glance.

“Okay I’ll be there in a bit,” Ethan said to you.

“No, no, stay here and finish the movie with your brother. I know you’re not tired and you’ve really been wanting to see it.” Truth was you had been waiting months to see that movie, but you would rather watch it at home alone that be in that room anymore.

You went off to Ethan’s room and laid in bed and after thinking about things, you knew what you had to do no matter how much it was going to hurt.

The following days you stopped coming around as often. You made the excuse that you weren’t feeling well or that you were busy but you were slowly trying to put space between you two. You wouldn’t reply to texts as fast and would hardly answer calls from him.

What you didn’t know was that while you and Ethan were both suffering, Grayson was delighted to have his brother back. Ever since you came around he hardly got to spend time with him. And the time he would spend with him, all Ethan would talk about was how amazing you were. And it annoyed him to no end. It’s like he never stopped hearing about you.

Being completely honest, it’s not that Grayson didn’t like you. He thought you were nice and kind, and someone who made his brother happy but he couldn’t help but see you as the person taking his big brother away from him.

So once you stopped coming around, Ethan didn’t want to talk about you anymore. You’re name wasn’t brought up. And while Grayson enjoyed finally getting a break from you, he couldn’t help but notice how his brother was hurting. He couldn’t pretend he didn’t see the sadness in Ethan’s face when you wouldn’t answer his calls after days.

But then Ethan said you were coming over later that night and Gray figured everything was going to be okay between you two. He figured he could try and be nice to you when you were clearly trying so hard.

If only he knew the damage had already been done.

When you came over, it wasn’t to spend time with either of them. It was to finally call it off.

Ethan opened up the door and immediately pulled you into his arms and started to lead you back to his room when you stopped him.

“Can we talk?” He followed you into the living room.

“Ethan, I-“ you took a breath. “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Y/n what? What are you talking about?”

“Ethan, I love you so much but I can’t come between you and your brother. I won’t do that. I know how close you two are and how important he is to you and I won’t be what comes between you.” Your heart was breaking with every word that left your mouth. This was the last thing you wanted to do.

“Don’t worry about Grayson, I don’t care what he thinks about us.”

“But you do. I can see how uncomfortable you get when we’re in a room together. You two fight so much when I’m around and it’s because of me. And I know he doesn’t like me, he even told me to my face the other day. It’ll be better for you two if I just go.”

As much as Ethan wanted to say you were wrong, he knew there was truth in what you were saying. Things between him and Gray were tense when you were around but that didn’t mean he wanted you out his life. You were worth fighting for.

“Never think for a minute that I didn’t care about you okay? I love you so much but I have to let you go.” Ethan wiped off the tears from your cheek with his thumb.

“I guess you already decided this. Please Y/n, we can fix this-“

“You can’t fix what isn’t broken. We just didn’t work.” You said with a sad smile.

“Can I kiss you? Just one more time?” When you nodded he pulled you in and pressed his lips to yours gently, both of you knowing it was goodbye. You separated and you both wiped off the tears from your face.

“Goodbye, Ethan.” With one last sorrowful smile, you walked out and closed the door behind you.

Ethan rounded the corner and ran into Grayson who heard everything from his spot.

“Ethan, I’ll talk to her and I’ll fix this I promise.” He never wanted to see his brother hurt like this. He was surprised to find himself being shoved into the wall by Ethan.

“Don’t. Don’t ever talk about or mention her to me again.”

Ethan went to his room, leaving Grayson wondering how he could have fucked over the person who he cares about most.

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[early-sxnsets]

Scales, Fins, and other Fishy Daydreams

Archive Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18215168/chapters/43151156

Chapter 3/10 of It’s A Handheld Disaster

Word Count: 1553

Chapter Summary: Baz takes Simon's shitpost text a step further, and the outcome ends up spreading a few rumors.

SIMON

bi-sammy: sammy would still fuck huxley if he looked like the fish from shape of water

I grin smugly at my screen, sitting in a dark room with nothing shining but my mobile. The shutters stay shut, and the light from the bottom of the doorway barely filters into the room. It’s just me, this scratchy blanket, and Baz, somewhere else in England on another screen. I absolutely adore that.

gaystrell: why would you say something so controversial yet so brave.jpg

Sometimes, I catch myself smiling. Other times, I elect to ignore how real it feels. It’s weird, given that it feels like I’m just chatting with someone who I see everyday. The casualness of this reminds me of texting Penny in the afternoon on a Thursday.

Except, given the current time, it could be interpreted as more intimate than that of a friend’s text.

8am on a Saturday is usually a time reserved for comfort. For staying warm with someone you care about. Instead, I’m just messaging Baz.

bi-sammy: because im right

bi-sammy: hear me out here ive got a brilliant idea

gaystrell: whoever taught you the definition of a brilliant idea was clearly misleading you

bi-sammy: dont be an arse until youve heard it

bi-sammy: wanker

gaystrell: you’re truly proving your point

bi-sammy: ANYWAY

bi-sammy: shape of water au

bi-sammy: thats all

gaystrell: i’m appalled.

gaystrell: hold on.

I don’t think much of it. Occasionally, he disappears for an hour to two. I don’t bother asking, assuming it’s none of my business, but I do tend to worry a bit. I hope he’s alright.

After clicking off my phone, my head settles against my pillow as my eyes fall shut.

There’s something about this. There’s something about him. It’s a bit hard to pinpoint what it is, but the overwhelming feeling of comfort I have in the notifications I get from him just answering my bullshit is incredibly welcomed. He’s semisweet. I don’t know why I didn’t see it earlier, but he’s a fantastically bitter person.

My head slowly turns over, eyes opening and straining in the darkness.

I hate my empty room.

I hate the absence of comfort--I hate the plainness of these walls.

I want to say I hate my foster dad, but I also feel like I’m not allowed to say that. Not because the system will take me again and throw me back (even though I could have left a year back, if I was still in it). Instead, I feel like I shouldn’t hate him. Theoretically, I should be thankful for what I have. I’m not in a boy’s home, and I haven’t been since I was 11, but the remnants remain. The fights don’t go away, and neither do the weeks of starvation.

Still, I sort of despise living here under Davy.

That’s what he makes me call him. His name. His nickname. Not dad; of course not dad. He’s had me in his care for roughly six years, but he’s still Davy to me.

Shitty fucking Davy, with his strict curfews and practically using me as a housemaid because he’s too cheap to care for himself.

Shitty fucking Davy, not letting me add anything to my room because the day I turn 18, I’m out of here until his next kid (and cheque, apparently) come in. Told me I’d wreck the walls and ruin his furniture if I did put anything on it, too.

So that’s what I’ve got. Blank walls, blank furniture, blank everything. It’s like a jail cell for a bedroom, and everything I’ve got to show for myself is in a backpack and two dresser drawers/

But, at least, I own my mobile.

Every summer job, mixed with odds and ends shit and whatever I can do for my bill. It’s all mine, and Davy can’t fucking touch it.

Maybe that’s why, when I feel it buzz against my chest, it makes me feel more alive. It’s a reminder of all that work just to be able to talk to someone freely.

Arguably, the best feeling in the goddamn world.

I grab it and flip it over. It’s just an email about uni.

Fuck.

I end up scrolling through tumblr for a little while, doing nothing but liking and reblogging a thing here or there. It takes a little while before a little drop down falls from the top of my screen.

gaystrell: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1r7Wkwj7MSFk0--DgquHGhYVBbqneEYq0J01t0uMRmxA/edit?usp=sharing

gaystrell: feel the need to apologize before you click the link, but then again, you asked for this hell

When I click on it, it pulls up a doc titled just “crackfic”, and I’m floored with the first sentence alone.

“Fuck my fish ass harder, daddy.”

My hand flies up, covering my mouth as I practically wheeze as quietly as possible. A few paragraphs in and I’m nearly crying into my palm, muffling my laughter as I read through pages upon pages of the most ridiculous fic I’ve ever laid my eyes upon.

I check the word count out of pure curiosity, and it somehow makes me laugh harder.

bi-sammy: holy fucking shit

bi-sammy: i swear to god if you don’t post that i will

gaystrell: already in the process of making the archive post

gaystrell: i seriously believe you underestimate my sincere ability to be the biggest dick on the street

bi-sammy: i dont know whether or not u meant that as ur literal dick or the big dick energy in making that a post but id probably agree with you in both

bi-sammy: tag me in the post pls i want to be the first to reblog it

gaystrell: you’re a ridiculous, sad, little man

gaystrell: of course i’ll tag you

Within minutes, it’s uploaded with the absolute worst slew of Archive tags attached to it, and as soon as he tags me in his post, I tap the notification.

Scales, Fins, and other Fishy Daydreams

Word Count: 3,192

Summary: Fish!Huxley and Sam get it on Shape of Water style

@bi-sammy this is your fault (you're welcome)

I immediately slam like and pull up reblog, rapidly typing out my response before posting.

absolute madman. cant believe youve done this. i trust you with my entire life.

As usual, he's quick to reblog back.

anything for the absolute pain in my life x

Smiling shamelessly, I ride on the moment's high as our conversation stays out in the world. I quite enjoy this version of his softness. The public, taunting replies to mine. In all this time of following him, I can't really recall him ever being this friendly with anyone but me.

Makes me feel special. Maybe too much so.

BAZ

The jarring shock of the seemingly endless notifications rattles me momentarily speechless.

It isn't even 15 minutes after I'd replied to Snow and there's already a few people reblogging it with comments about him and I. A quick “i ship y'all’ to “powermove of the century”. Each make me flush deeper as the replies flood in.

If I were to be practical, I'm aware that I shouldn't be so flustered over the concept of us being a couple. It's most likely my overactive, sad, lonely imagination, but the idea of being loved just makes me blush. Especially since it's someone who doesn't seem to absolutely loathe me.

gaystrell: are you reading these?

bi-sammy: the what?

bi-sammy: i have. nothing to read. i cant read.

gaystrell: use your two remaining brain cells look at the notes for the crackfic

bi-sammy: holy shit

bi-sammy: im cackling

A notification pops up, making me snort this time. I pull up the post and send it off to him without a second thought.

gaystrell: sent a post

gaystrell: “sounds like something huxley would do for sam”

bi-sammy: stop im gonna piss myself shits too fucking funny

I pull it back up, scrolling down to reblog and adding a quick reply that, in all honesty, I should have thought out more. Secretly, part of me is glad that I sent it.

huxley wishes he was this smooth ;)

Within seconds, replies flood in from everywhere. From jokes about Snow and I possibly dating to the concept of Huxley writing (purposefully) shitty homoerotica about himself as a fishman. I quite like the conversation about the latter, while the former makes my chest knot in ways inexplicable.

Going through the notes makes me smile, even if it's mildly embarrassing. The amount of times I've seen the eyes emoji used is definitely excessive, but still somewhat welcomed.

Even my archive has a few comments already, although more based around the fic itself. More ironically, though, is the one person who probably took it seriously and just commented, “Nice fic!” I love the abundance of shameless appreciation for obscure fanfiction in the depths of this community.

Snow's messages roll down my mobile screen as I'm checking the comments, continuously replacing the previous message for the top slot.

bi-sammy: mate

bi-sammy: i love you

bi-sammy: also every time you reblog something of mine i get like 5 followers

bi-sammy: if you mention me i get 10

bi-sammy: youre???????????? a god????????

bi-sammy: can i marry you????????????

I slowly close my laptop, eyes on my phone with an absolutely gleeful grin.

gaystrell: when and where?

[furidojasutin]

Main pairing: Fraxus (Freed x Laxus)

Side pairings: mentions of Canajane, Elfgreen, Nalu

Characters: Bixlow, Freed Justine, Laxus Dreyar, Evergreen, Makarov Dreyar and mentions of other characters

Universe: Canon

Rating: T

a/n: Five days late for Halloween but just in time for Fraxus Day! I was pretty excited for this especially because this is a collab with the nerd @damasath-art. I love the pic she drew so so much and you can go check it out right >here<. I'll also link the inspiration art for this idea which was also drawn by her, right >here<, and the costumes for Bix and Ever right >here<. Go check out her art pls and give it many reblogs and comments! While I'm at it I'll also link you to the costume ideas for Cana, Mira, Lucy and Natsu. Go look >here< for the Canajane art drawn by lovely @peoniespoppiesandowlsohmy and go look >here< for the Nalu art drawn by the sweet @arikafd <3 But now I really hope you'll enjoy this oneshot and happy Fraxus day y'all!!

“What's you guys taking so long, eh?” It was Bixlow's voice echoing through Freed and Laxus' house while he was lounging on their huge couch. He was all done dressing up and so was Evergreen who was standing in the middle of the room with crossed arms.

They all had decided to go with kind of matching costumes this year. Finding an outfit for Evergreen and Freed had been comparably easy in contrast to the ones Bixlow and Laxus required but they thought that the search had definitely been worth it.

“Ya can make out when yer back home tonight!”

“Shut it, Bixlow.” This time Laxus replied, his voice rumbling through the rooms. The blond heard the seith mage cackle and sighed before he turned back to see how Freed was doing. “How's it going?”

“I'm almost done,” he mumbled. He was too concentrated to say anything else as he was trying to adjust his boyfriend's cape to the best of his abilities. Laxus' outfit was a pain but it suited him, really. It looked incredibly good and the theme was purposefully fitting as well. “Almost... Now, done!”

Freed eyed his handwork proudly. He'd done a good job with it although the kind of armor Laxus was into had been a pain to adjust. Bixlow's had similar troubles, though. And Evergreen had been just a tad bit nervous to go without her glasses even though they all knew that she had no issues control her stone eyes. It just wasn't something frequent. Freed's outfit was the simplest of them all but it did its job. That, and he'd gotten a little extra from Bixlow to use at the guild hall to make his costume choice even clearer.

“Hell yea. Now I sure am the Thunder God.” Laxus looked at himself in the mirror, as he was readily dressed in his Thor costume, a bright grin on his face. He may not care much about such festivities, parties let alone costumes but he had to admit that this one was more than acceptable. Nothing ridiculous. Actually kinda nice.

Hands curled into fists and the dragon slayer couldn't resist letting some lightning cackle around him. Yes, this was good.

Freed just gave a huff before he arched up an eyebrow for a patronizing look and adjusted his glasses, commenting dryly. “Laxus. Professional please.”

Now raising a brow in return Laxus glanced at him but a new grin wasn't long in coming. “Good thing ya don't have to practice those looks, huh?”

“Now what's that supposed to mean?”

“Nothin'.” Laxus just grinned wider when Freed shot him a tiny playful glare. They just looked at each other for another moment and Freed was just about to take a hold of the taller man's collar and lean up for a kiss, and possibly whisper something in his ear, when they heard Bixlow call for them again.

They sighed almost in unison but then the rune mage smiled. “He's right, we should get going.”

Laxus gave a semi-serious groan of annoyance. “I wouldn't mind just stayin' here... with you. And do other things.”

“Right.” Freed chuckled and then nudged him. “All the effort will be wasted if we don't attend the guild party. We can still do other things later.”

“Yea, yea. Understood, Dr. Banner.” He was ready to follow the other out of the door when suddenly a thought struck him and made him stop walking. “Oi, ya have the hammer set up?” Because what would Thor be without it, right? Of course they had thought of this, too.

“What do you think?” Freed had briefly stopped in his tracks as well, looking back over his shoulder with a pleased curve on his lips. “Of course I have. It wasn't much work anyway. Your hammer is located near the guild doors on a particular field of runes that will only allow you to lift the hammer. Of course the runes aren't visible. I planned on placing it in the middle of the stage but Mirajane said that it would be needed for something else.”

“Heh, sounds perfect.” Laxus' lips curved again as well and they finally left the bedroom. “As expected of ya. They'll have no idea what's going.”

“Perhaps not but they aren't stupid either.” And he smiled at the small compliment he had received of his boyfriend. It made his heart flutter and had brightened his smile by the time they joined Bixlow, dressed up pretty impressively as the Iron Man, and Evergreen, dressed up as tough Black Widow.

“Finally!” Ever sighed and stroked a hand through her hair upon seeing the missing two of her male friends walking in. “What on earth took you so long?”

“Oi, Bixlow took a long ass time to get dressed as well,” Laxus grumbled whilst Freed went to fetch something.

“You took longer. And needed two more hands, apparently,” Bixlow promptly defended himself but showed a grin as he followed Freed with his eyes, his babies floating around him. “Ya gettin' yer mug?”

The seith mage got his answer when the rune mage turned back around with a 3D mug of the Hulk's green fist in his grip. Holding it by its handle almost made it look like a real huge fist and Bixlow still thought that it was the perfect little addition to Freed's comparably simple costume. He would just drink out of it all evening long. It was better than abusing his demon form to prove a point for such a ridiculous reason, something he'd never do anyway.

Alright, perhaps he wouldn't use it for different kinds of liquors and drinks.

“Time to party, babies!”

xxx xxx

The atmosphere at the guild hall was breathtaking. All of them had decorated and created stuff together to turn it into the perfect location for a Halloween party and it was a complete success.

There were pumpkins and coffins, skeletons and fake blood messages on the walls that glowed when it was dark enough. Of course they searched for the perfect music, soundtracks that would be suitable for a party and for Halloween just as much. They even had a small maze in the guild's outdoor area, one Freed helped setting up traps for.

It had been lots of work to dress the entire hall in such things but it had been worth it.

One hour had passed since Freed, Laxus, Evergreen and Bixlow arrived at the guild. Most of their guild mates had already been there when they set foot in the hall, the music loud and the chattering lively.

Despite having helped to set up the location all of them were still amazed. Everyone had honestly done a good job.

Mirajane and Cana had been the first two to greet them and it wasn't hard to notice that even Mira had already consumed a fair bit of alcohol. For once they had an entire buffet for food and drinks so Mirajane and Kinana wouldn't have to miss out on things and the eldest Strauss giggled as she leaned against her girlfriend. Their relationship was fairly fresh still but they were adorable together.

Funnily enough, Cana was dressed as Harley Quinn whilst Mirajane had chosen to go with Poison Ivy. What a coincidence! They looked amazing, though, and it didn't take long until Cana and Mira had dragged Evergreen off to the bar.

Neither Bixlow nor Freed and Laxus had missed the looks their female bestie had thrown towards the spot Elfman was sitting at, dressed as zombie complete with a big screw going 'through' his head.

“Oi, ya think she'd have liked to have a couple costume with Elfman? They'd be adorable as the Beauty and the Beast.”

Laxus snorted, and Freed went ahead to voice what they all were thinking. “Truth be told, she would most likely like it but the stage she's in wouldn't allow her to admit it. Eventually, for certain.”

All three men shook their head.

Somewhere on the other end of the big hall Natsu, who was in a vampire costume, was chasing Lucy. It seemed as though these two had chosen to go with matching outfits as well as the celestial mage was wearing a beautiful damsel's dress.

She was flailing and shouting at the cackling fire dragon slayer to stop running after her because he wanted to 'bite' her but the soon erupting giggles revealed that she was just having some playful fun with this dork of hers. Nobody really knew whether these two had finally confessed to each other and became an actual couple or if they were still tiptoeing around each other, really. But it was kind of adorable watching them either way.

“Ya think Natsu's found the hammer already?” Bixlow had excused himself for some unknown reason, which was highly suspicious and all they could think of was that he was up to something. Though Laxus didn't really mind just chattering with his boyfriend who was sitting beside him with his Hulk mug filled with cold beer.

“I'm not sure. Something tells me that he would still be standing there trying to lift up the hammer and not giving up until he's managed to do so which would be never unless I undid the runes. I could doom him to a future filled with the will to lift this damned hammer,” Freed responded rather dryly before he turned to look at Laxus and then chuckled quietly.

“I'd love to see this.” And he secretly indulged in the imagination of watching Natsu struggle and get exasperated because he just wasn't able to lift that damn thing.

“Me, too.”

It was amusing, honestly. Though if Freed was completely honest then he knew that somebody would figure out that his magic was to blame for this circumstance. The runes may not be visible but the magic was sensible if one concentrated and focused on it, so if somebody really put effort into trying to find out the reason for the unmovable hammer then he was sure they'd figure it out pretty quick.

Their attention got drawn to something else when a certain fight of words erupted and Gray was left in his underwear when he promptly stripped out of his skeleton costume.

“There they go again... Halloween is apparently no exception,” Freed muttered as he watched and listened to the verbal fight between Natsu and Gray that sure as hell wouldn't stay verbal only. Though one look to the side told him that Erza was already on her way to separate these two. She was especially sensitive with such stuff when it happened on special occasions like this one – she wouldn't let anyone ruin the evening.

“She's in no mood for their bullshit and neither am I.” Laxus snorted before he emptied his own beer. He heard his boyfriend mumbling agreement while he glanced around. With narrowed eyes he spotted Bixlow and apparently their suspicion had been justified when suddenly Levy ended up squeaking as the seith mage threw a huge fake spider at her face.

“Typical.” Freed smiled faintly as he followed the dragon slayer's gaze. He had to admit that he himself wasn't exactly innocent when it got around Halloween pranks. In fact he could actually enjoy this holiday to a fair amount and, if he was completely honest, then he indulged in the horrified reactions he could elicit with such mischievous moves.

“Yea. I'm actually feelin' sorry for Levy and whoever's gonna be next.” Laxus shook his head, then turned it to focus on the rune mage instead. It wasn't often that he got to see Freed with glasses but he sure rocked them, especially when he did this thing with his eyebrow.

“Mh-hm...” Holding the eye-contact was all the two men did for a moment. All sounds in the room blanket out and then Freed leaned forward slowly to press a kiss against Laxus' lips.

But just when their lips were about to come into contact, somebody softly cleared his throat right behind their chairs. It caused them both to blink and their noses almost bumped slightly when they turned their heads in unison to find that none other than Master Makarov in his dwarf outfit had sought them out.

“I'm sorry for the interruption,” Makarov grinned up at them.

Laxus just rolled his eyes, the tiniest of blushes on his cheeks. “No gramps, yer not.”

“Well well, looks like you got me there.” He gave them both a far too wide smile but then tilted his head to the side in sincere curiosity. It was obvious that he's had the one or other mug of sake already but it wasn't enough to have him completely wasted. “Are you two having fun? Have you eaten something already?”

“No, not yet,” Freed replied after lightly clearing his throat himself and offering a small polite smile in return. “But we certainly plan on doing so.”

Laxus was just glad that his grandpa hadn't planned some stupid event for the Halloween party. He had a way of thinking of the most embarrassing stuff to ever exist and he could do without that.

“You should, you should.” Makarov nodded to emphasize his words before he let his gaze wander around the filled hall. Erza had successfully kept Natsu and Gray from fighting and was now sitting with Bisca while Alzack was giving little Asuka in her witch costume a piggyback ride. Lucy and Wendy were chattering happily before Natsu jumped into the scene and hugged them close. Cana and Mirajane were sitting somewhere, cuddled up close, and listened to Gajeel and Juvia bickering softly. Elfman and Evergreen had found one another but looked unsure about how to act around each other.

The guild's Master turned his attention back to the couple in front of him. Freed and Laxus had merely observed him in silence and waited for him to say something else. He surely must have approached them for a reason?

“I'm happy for you, brat.” He briefly looked at the dragon slayer, the smile gone but loving joy in his eyes before he turned to Freed. “And you, too, Freed. You two have my unconditional support, I hope you know that. But now go and have some fun or try something from the buffet before everything tasty is gone.” Makarov instinctively squinted at Natsu before he turned around and headed towards where the alcohol was located.

That was definitely not what the two men had expected. Not that they had known what to expect anyway but this small reminder left especially Laxus speechless for a moment. It wasn't like Makarov had never sensed that something was going on between the two. Freed had been in love with Laxus for quite a while whilst it was far more of a slow realization for Laxus. It took a while until they became official but Master Makarov had never expressed anything else than his joy and support for them, praising how he'd always seen it coming anyway.

The dragon slayer was so caught off guard, and inwardly happy, that he even temporarily forgave his grandpa for calling him a fucking brat again.

“Well, that was unexpected.” The rune mage said calmly and glanced at his boyfriend again after watching Makarov leave their side.

“Yea. No idea what the old man's thinkin.” Laxus furrowed his thick brows. “'course we know that.” But it was nice to hear it again. After almost losing his grandpa their bond had grown even closer in silence and he was so utterly thankful that the old geezer wasn't gone for good. He may not always be the best at expressing it but he sure loved him a lot. The entire guild did. It would just be different without the occasional bickering with his gramps.

Freed nodded in agreement but he too felt quite happy about this reassurance. It wasn't like he ever doubted that they had Makarov's approval but it was still nice to hear again. Smiling, the Raijinshuu's captain exhaled softly. “But I think we should take his advice and try something from the buffet.”

And they did. Their Master hadn't lied when he hyped the buffet. The taste of the food was exquisite and the variety astounding.

After eating something Freed and Laxus had the one or other conversation with some of their friends and apparently Bixlow was tipsy enough to let himself get dragged onto the dance floor by Lisanna and Lucy. It made for a quite hilarious view though the girls seemed to be having fun while Cana had laid out some of her cards and was entertaining Juvia, Levy and a quite skeptical Gajeel with her fortune telling.

“You want another drink?” Laxus asked as after he came back from the bathroom and allowed himself to wrap his strong arms around his boyfriend's waist who was looking up at him.

“Later. I don't plan on ending up intoxicated.” He hadn't been able to avoid slight tipsiness but that was hardly an issue. Freed knew he had to be careful though; not many of them got blessed with a high tolerance for alcohol. “What about you?”

Laxus shrugged. “I'll take another beer, I guess. I dunno what they put in there but it's fucking delicious,” he thought out loud and then emitted a soft snort when he felt Freed fumble with his red cape. “Havin' fun?”

“Am I not allowed to like your outfit?”

When his boyfriend arched up a brow at him again the dragon slayer couldn't help but give a deep chuckle and turned away without another word, ready to head back to the main hall.

But then he felt Freed getting a hold of his wrist with a grip as firm as it could be from a swordsman only and that was more than enough to get Laxus' utter attention again.

With a determined tug the rune mage dragged the broader man with him as he vanished around the near corner in one single movement and once they were standing in the faded light of the hall way Freed leaned back against the wall and cupped the lightning mage's face in order to tug him down for a kiss.

Caught off guard but pleasantly so the taller man went with it without wasting a single thought and resisting the gesture of affection. A quiet growl slipped past Laxus' lips when a little more urge came to surface and he pressed up against Freed's body just a bit more.

Encouraged by the movement and the sound of his boyfriend the captain gave a calculated nip to Laxus' lower lip and when he got the tiny groan he wanted to educe from him he boldly slipped his tongue into his mouth, giving the quietest of pleased groans as well when he felt Laxus' tongue brush against his own.

The kiss didn't last as long as they would wish for it to but it was enough to leave them blissfully breathless for a moment or two and when Laxus withdrew his head and brought a tad bit more space between their bodies again he looked down at his boyfriend with a small curve on his lips. “What was that for?” His voice a rumbling whisper, his hands found Freed's hips and gently stroked up his sides for a moment. He didn't want to ruffle his neat outfit after all.

“I just wanted to kiss you.” It was a simple answer but it was just as true. A loving smirk on his lips the rune mage rested his head against the wall behind him. “And I wanted a moment just for the two of us before we head back to the main hall.”

“Makes sense.” Laxus grinned, love in his orange eyes. If he was to decide then he had absolutely no objections staying here for just a while longer. “Ya think I can I get another one?”~

Freed blinked once at the question but then rolled his eyes in a playful manner before he leaned up to press a chaster kiss against his boyfriend's lips.

“Thanks.”

The rune mage just smiled before adjusting his glasses and straightening his shirt just in case. Laxus' armor had been hard against his own body but he didn't mind. Not when he was kissing the love of his life. Freed didn't take note of the spark in the lightning dragon slayer's orange eyes as he was busy admiring his attractive appearance for a couple of heartbeats so his boyfriend directing another question at him took him by slight surprise.

“So... when will I get to see yer Hulk? Later tonight?”

And Freed didn't understand, not at the very first moment. Perhaps it was because he had been distracted a moment before or perhaps it was because he hadn't expected Laxus to make such a playful, suggestive comment right now but when the dragon slayer shot an obvious look down at Freed's crotch he understood.

“That's...” The rune mage blinked again. But then he couldn't stop the one single deep laughter that slipped between his lips. “I cannot believe you said that right now. That's a really bad pick-up line.” He shook his head, cheeks flushed softly. Honestly, this man!

“Hey, I was complimentin' ya and it's fittin', isn't it?” There was something happy in Laxus' grin and eyes that only Freed ever got to witness and in the end the dragon slayer gave a quiet chuckle as well. He leaned down to give the rune mage a second quick kiss before they both agreed to go back to the main hall before anybody would miss them. The evening had passed by pretty fast but there was still the one or other hour to go and they wanted to spend them together with his friends.

There would be enough alone time at home.

When they stepped back into the hall it looked as though Mirajane had started a karaoke challenge. Gray and Natsu were battling with each other, what sounded pretty hilarious, and Erza was preparing herself for the next song. Bixlow's cackling along with the chanting of his babies could be heard coming from some other corner and all in all everyone seemed pretty happy.

Freed looked to the side just in time for Laxus' gaze to meet his own and he couldn't stop the anew smile from appearing and the other returned it with a twitch of his lips. Their fingers touched for a second, an absolutely purposeful movement, and after another moment of just looking at each other the dragon slayer began to walk over to the table Evergreen and Cana were sitting at.

“I'll pick up my hammer once these idiots are done singin'. Can't wait to see Natsu's face,” Laxus declared and grinned to himself while Freed watched the karaoke group for a moment before looking back at his boyfriend, smirking lovingly.

He was sure that they would indeed be having some more fun this successfull party night.

[applegelstore]

I actually wanted to wait with this until I hit, like, a nice follower count milestone or something like that, but… I felt like it. So, I just wanted to thank everyone of you who’s following this blog from the bottom of my heart. It’s still a pitifully small number, but I feel like I actually have loyal fans. So, thank you all for every single like, reblog, and especially those among you who commissioned me or even donated to my Ko-Fi! You know who you are. Some people also like or reblog my stuff frequently (you probably also know who you are), these people are heroes. Honestly, you are all so, so sweet, and you might not even know how much this means to me.

And the best thing? Your tags. No kidding.

Rest under cut for length. You’re not gonna regret clicking it, though!

I hardly ever got tags on my original art (which also got much less notes in general, but still!), but very often I get some on my fanart. And they’re… like… the best thing… ever? 
So what I did is this: I’ve collected some of the most ridiculous tags I ever got. I probably missed some of them, but I try to collect them all! I’m getting so many funny and/or sweet comments in the tags, you’re making me weep! Sometimes I got really long comments in the tags, and I’m speechless. I didn’t put those in here, but I wanted to share the most hilarious ones.

Without further ado and also without any context, I’m gonna share some of the funniest tags. (a few of them obviously were posted under the same images, but in general, I mixed these quotes up as wildly as I cold for maximum out of context hilarity). Like some kind of… gag reel.

Which ones are your favourites?

(alternatively, you can try to guess which image/post got which tag)

#goddammit hug her mikleo

#edna needs hugs just sayin'

#SOBBING

#MY BABIES

#YES PLEASE

#what the fuck this is adorable

#i love this a lot omg

# this fandom

# I am drawn more and more

#😭 good best beautiful;

#what is this sorcery

#yeutdkydlckhckh

#canon real perfect beautiful amazing

#rose my queen

#WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#rip meebs

#!!!!!!

#bless

#excellent

#oh my god lol edna

#*Mikleo screeching in the distance*

#asedxrftghj

#awwww <3

#don't you yell at pun mama rose

#also Meebo is totally a Disney princess he just needs to get over his fear of dogs then he'll even have animals that love him

#Dhddlagjwlejh

#aaaaAAAAAA

#AAAAA

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#15/10 would recommend

#rose please marry me

#*crying dying noises*

#*gross sobbing*

#would also 100000% pay to transform dezel and zaveid into parrots though holy shit

#'im abraid your hair is going to need some work mikleo'

#'i dont mind combing over to do this'

#'you're really growing into your hair style'

#lailah is banned from helping

#'no need to turn this into a hairy situation'

#also wtf are 10-20 or 1000 shades of malevolence in a person 

#WHAT KIND OF STUPID DIALOGUE IS THAT  

#tag yourself i'm a category type 27 malevolence kaiju  

#game!sorey please use your mark-5 jaegar luzrov rulay to punch and purifying the SALT IN ME  

#dip 'im sorey d i p ' i m

#rip mikey boy though

#brotp for the ages

#/silent tears into the abyss

#hey...thgats fucking gay

#give rose a shepherd cloak 2k17

#!!!!

#GIVE SOREY A CAT 2KFOREVER

#TOTALLY AGREE OP

#honestly this is canon

#EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED

#now I need a fic for this too

#i'm crying omg

#kfhdkf edna

#i cry :')))))

#please let mikey boy lay his head on sorey's lap and have sorey caress those alabaster locks

#petition to release metal band t-shirt costume DLC for velvet

#CONSTANT BITCHY RESTING FACE IM CRYING

#please marry each other :'''''')))))

#GOOD

#I'M LAUGHING SO HARD LAKJDSLFKJSDLFKJSDLKFJLSDKFJLSKJFLSKFJ

#her fujikgbd

#face

#GIVE YOUR GF A CLOAK ALISHA

#pretty much

#op's art keeps me living

#rose no

#edna plz

#JESUS F U C KING CHRIST SAVE MIKLEO

#*hyperventilates*

#hhhhhhhhhhh

#cy8cyciyvuf

#gay...............gay thank you

#omg

#i’m with you velvet

#beautiful

#jyyjdgjdkydjydkyfkyfyykfflflyfludkyfkydyidkydkyclhckhckhxkh

#tsutitdkhdkhdkgsykdkgxkgckhchcykfkycykfkycjt

#y e a hhhh h h hh h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h hh

#SO ACCURATE

#GIVE ME ALL THE ZESTY/DESTINY CROSSOVERS

#1000/10 will pay to get this as a DLC costume

#thiS IS SO GOOD GOD BLESS YOU

#[SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE] hi yeah this is my Jam

#BABY

#i always love when people make sorey do the tongue thing

#because he totally does the tongue thing

#i support this 800% a good post

#never ever forget dezel dual weilding twin trumpets

#meebs is beautiful with waves just sayin'

#i'm crying

#i love this

#AAAAAA

#oh my god

#edna's face i can't

#i just died

#rip meebo

#*plays My Heart Will Go On on kazoo*

#what a post

#sorey: miKLEO WILLL U MARRY ME

#mikleo: u idIOT DOn"T ELECTROCUTE URSELF

#sorey: ur right i am prty cute

#mikleo: did u even hear what i said

#rose what an icon

#my inspiration

#PURE

#perfect

#bye mikleo

#baby ******** is like something from a splendid lisa frank fever dream

#I laughed

#gaahhh this is too cute

#Jhwgshshaksehhwsnbxj

#15/10 they kiss after a performance and i cry a single tear

#the universal constant

#is sorey has NO SELF PRESERVATION

#LIKE NONE

#BOY WHERE IS IT

#YOU LEFT IT IN A RUIN SOMEWHERE DIDN'T YA

#GDI SOREY

#<- a memoir by mikleo

#MY SONS

#*sobs into hands* god this is lovely

#hush rose let him be

#was almost disappointed when the link didn't actually lead to part of your world

#this is so gold

#also the HEighT diFFEREncE ♡

#also thank you for the blessing that is mikleo clinging onto sorey's buff arm

#the sweet baby slumber party is off to a rollicking good start

#lkjsdlfkJ I'M ALL FOR SOREY DIPPING MIKLEO YES

#TOOOO FUCKIN GREAT

#IMGOING TO CRY

#TOO LATE ALREADY AM

#nerds omg

#aaaaaa

#edna NO

#kajfrbnkjrebdgkhrjgbnkurjthhgnkuihjiuHLUIHFLUhglnueh

#aaand I don't know the Protagonist-kun and Protagonist-chan's names yet so in my mind they are now named Losers thanks to your art xD

#no matter which game Edna will always roast everyone

#ohhhh nOOOOOOOOO

#run while you can meebo

#told you you were gonna pay for the toddler quip

#I LOVE TJIS

#the smol tsun tsun grump is a big softie deep down

#...deep...deep...very deep down

#omg

#awwww

#will someone

#will someone write this au please..

#but i love this!

#♡

#this feels so melancholic and also i need more

#this is a gold au idea

#someone please give Mikleo a hug

#friiiiick

#PHI PLS

#HEY YOU KNOW WHO ELSE WOULD BE WILLING

#SOMEONE WHOSE NAME STARTS WITH AN M AND ENDS WITH IKLEO I'M JUST SAYING

#SUGGESTING

#LAILAH....

#Y E S

#so cute awwww

#<3333333333

#dogs are for petting and torturing meebos

#ajenfnjen

#bless Rollo

#awwww cute

#omg yes

#omg

#RUN MEEBO

#gosh...

#bless everything

#ALKJSDFLKJSDLFKJDSF

#I M AO SSODSF

#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......

#I will never look at anything else ever again

#plz capitalize German nouns thx

#headcanon accepted!!

#BLESSED

#GOOD AND PURE CONTENT I LOVE THIS

#rip i love this artist and i love this post

*takes a deep breath* …I’m done. And I love you!

[yoyoplisetsky]

I’ve had a long past few weeks and been very busy, so technically this list is for like,,, 2 weeks, but I want to get back on track, so I’m pretending like it’s only for 1. Hopefully, starting next week, I’ll be able to read/write more frequently again. Hopefully? :) Anyway, I hope you enjoy the fics I liked “this week”. As always, please please send me suggestions if you have some ^^ Also this list is like 75% Nuri and Meg and I’m only half sorry for it. Also! This time I tried to link tumblrs as much as I could; pls tell me if you know a tumblr I didn’t link :)

What I Read This Week (7/2-7/9)

The Westchester Samba - FullmetalChords - @phoenixrei - Victor knew a lot of things about his fiancé. He knew that he loved dogs, especially poodles. He knew that he was allergic to dairy and had a special fondness for a Japanese dish called katsudon. He knew that he’d taken dance lessons when he was young, and that he’d thought of going pro before realizing that art theft was a lot more lucrative. He knew every mole, every scar, every stretch mark on his body, and had spent considerable time learning and worshipping each one. He knew his fears, and he knew his dreams. He did not, however, know his name. (My review: Probs my fave story in Meg’s thief au tbh)

patellofemoral pain syndrome (Ch. 1-2) - seventhstar - @pencilwalla - It’s just…does Viktor not get bored with doing it the same way every night? Doesn’t he want to spice things up? Is Yuuri being unreasonable? He’s pretty sure that if Viktor told him his performance in bed was unsatisfying his soul would flee his body for a more merciful plane of existence, but…Viktor is thicker-skinned than he is. And so here they are. Viktor’s bed is wide and soft, and Yuuri is lying there with wet hair and ratty boxers while Viktor absently trails kisses over his shoulder. It’s nice. It’s soft. It’s good. Viktor’s headboard is enormous and Yuuri keeps thinking about Viktor’s wrists bound to it, black rope over white skin. Fuck. He should say something. (My review: Nuri’s arthritis porn is A+++ everyone needs to read it okay?)

even sinners have hearts (Ch. 1-2) - seventhstar - @pencilwalla​ - Alexei Ivanov is watching Yuuri as he lifts the cup to his mouth. His lips part to drink; Yuuri has never wanted to be a mouthful of sake more. I have to kill him, Yuuri thinks, and he stands up and announces to the room the time and place of the tour he’s giving tomorrow. Or, the one where they're powered criminals in love. (My review: HOOOOOOOO BOY YOU KNOW WHAT I NEED? SOME TELEPATHY MM YES. YES. WRECK THEM NURI I MEAN YUURI)

Eros, and Other Love Stories - FullmetalChords - @phoenixrei - Eros. Yuuri understands it in theory, of course. He’s seen what must be hundreds of movies about the very topic, but never really understood them. Never understood why the protagonists of these films make such fools of themselves for sex, or why they fall head over heels in love with the first pretty face they see. He nods and smiles and sighs along with the rest of them… but he’s never related to those characters’ struggles. Not even a little. What is wrong with him?- - A character study of Japan's ace, Katsuki Yuuri. (My review: I sitll haven’t commented on this because I’m 8.2 million years behind on everything but w o w Meg’s ace!Yuuri blew me away. Unbelievable)

The Triple Lutz Job (Ch. 1-4) - FullmetalChords - @phoenixrei​ - Backed by the world's foremost hackers, grifters, and thieves, Victor Nikiforov works the other side of the law to fight against injustice on behalf of the underprivileged. When a woman asks for his help in retrieving stolen government data, Victor and his team infiltrate a local figure skating competition in order to take down a corrupt CEO. But beneath the ice's frigid beauty lurk many perilous secrets that may be more than even the world's greatest thieves can handle. (My review: IT’S ABOUT FSAJKFSING TIME I READ THIS MEG I’M DYING MEG’S OTABEK IS BEST OTABEK.)

Twice The Love For Yuuri - smutinator - @smutinator​ - Yuuri and Viktor go camping and end up having a three-way with Viktor's fairy doppelganger. (My review: Look, I always need more vyv. We all know that. Very well written and A+.)

Six Hours Ahead (Ch. 6-10) - alipiee - @alipiee​ - (In which Yuuri unknowingly befriends Viktor online and gushes to him about the living legend himself) (My review: Another story I was 50 years behind on. I love this super sweet au, and I live for Niki and Yuuri. It’s very cute and ccan’t wait for more)

never tasted rubies - ebenroot - @ebenroot​ - Phichit puts up a poll on the radio website. It reads ‘What Do U Think About Yuuri K. from Hasetsu Nights and the Mysterious Caller Victor?’ Seventy-five percent of listeners said ‘lol they should just f*ck already tbh’. -- in which Yuuri is an unwilling radio host and Victor won't stop calling in to chat with him (My review: I feel like I might hvae read this one before but ??? it’s???? so good??? Definitely a favorite in the fandom)

(Don't Stop) 'Til You Knock On My Door - FullmetalChords - @phoenixrei - “And…” Victor wets his lips. “You… want this?” A sly smile spreads across Yuuri’s face. “I want,” Yuuri says, putting his hands on Victor’s hips as he pulls him closer, “to give you what you need.” He brushes his thumbs over Victor’s hip bones. “Will you tell me what you need now?” -- Yuuri is ace. Victor is not. They both find a way to get what they need from each other. (My review: Ace!Yuuri feat. Viktor getting no control in his life for once because he fucking needs that sometimes. God, Meg killed me. Again.)

While you were sleeping - Chessala - @chessala - In which Yuuri falls into a Coma after saving Viktor's life and Viktor is having a hard time dealing with it. (My review: I shouldn’t have any room to say “this is so sad” with me also writing a mcd this week but also how dare you i loved it)

Reptiles - KasumiChou - @kasumi-chou - Yuri was over JJ spamming him pictures of his snakes. Snakes were not cool. No. Nope. Cats were one hundred times better. And then he finds out how hot Otabek looks with a snake around his neck. (My review: So I’m def super behind on Kas’s Twitter au, but she did this thing with snakes and I needed more. This is my fault. <3 u kas. I loved it)

The Virtue of Sin (Ch. 1) - DefiantDreams - @gia-comeatme - When Yuuri comes home to 7 demons, each embodying the 7 Deadly Sins, it’s honestly the least of his worries.Surprisingly, they help him get back on his feet, succeed in his career and get the man of his dreams.(But, as with anything, there is a price.) (My review: so I saw essa reblog this prompt and was immediately excited because a) i love essa and b) the prompt looked great and she did not let me down, excited for more!!) 

How You Turned My World, You Precious Thing - cuttlemefish - @cuttlemefishwrites - Labyrinth-inspired (1986) AU. When Viktor’s sister dies in a car crash, he’s left to take care of his one-year-old nephew Yuri, despite barely knowing how to take care of himself. It’s too bad Viktor has accidentally wished Yuri away to the Goblin King, whose killer eye-shadow game and glitter storms are nothing compared to the Labyrinth protecting his castle. Now, Viktor has 13 hours to get Yuri back or he risks losing him forever to the Goblin King, who also has 13 hours to convince Viktor that forever is not long at all. (My review: the labyrinth au i didn’t know I needed until z started to write it - feat. baby yurio, goblin king yuuri, and clueless viktor who is definitely at fault for this)

What I Wrote This Week (7/2-7/9)

never stop remembering him - “The flight from Sheremetyevo Airport in Moscow to Fukoka has gone down,” The loudspeaker was saying, and Viktor wished the ringing would return. “We have no word yet on the passengers or crew, but it is reported that an engine went out and couldn’t be recovered, and the plane crash landed. As we get more information on the flight, it will be reported. For now – “ They began to talk about other delays, but Viktor didn’t bother to listen, his heart feeling numb. He just had to remember to breathe. (Or: Yuuri dies after Rostelecom and what can Viktor do?)