#happy mothers day i guess lmaooo

[sapphicstacks]

Ava hasn’t had an orgasm in a month. Which, in the grand scheme of things, is probably not that big of a deal, but it’s getting pretty fucking annoying. Since that day with Beatrice in the Tributary bathroom, Ava hasn’t been able to make herself come.

And not from lack of trying.

Okay, fine, there were two weeks in there where Ava was in so much pain that she had absolutely no interest in masturbation, but now? It’s becoming a bit of a problem.

She’s tried everything. Her hand, her vibrator, a dildo. She even went out and bought a new vibrator just to see if a different shape or speed would finally get her over the edge. She’s tried any and every position she could possibly masturbate in— twice. She’s watched porn, she’s read smut, and she’s fantasized about things that she’s never once even considered as something she would be interested in.

The most annoying part of it is that it genuinely feels good. It’s not like she isn’t getting aroused. Ava knows how to make herself feel good, and it’s working. The problem is that she can’t bring herself over the edge. Her orgasm is always perpetually out of reach.

Her vibrator dies, or her hand cramps, or she gets overstimulated before she can get anywhere near the finish. And it's not like Ava has a particularly hard time getting herself to come. She’s faster with someone else (really fast with Beatrice) and consistent on her own.

Except for this past month. It’s becoming a genuine problem. Ava has been actively edging herself multiple times a day, so even when she’s not masturbating, she’s thinking about it. She’s turned on— constantly. Which is not ideal most days, but it’s really fucking bad today.

Because today is Beatrice’s first day back at the station.

Chapter 8 Cont. on AO3

[tu-sugar-mami]

If I may, I have a request for an Alcina x reader!

You’ve been invited to Alcina’s chambers a few times now and she’s grown fond of you, and you of her. Alcina’s true feelings for you are revealed after an incident where she realizes how great her fear of losing you is.

Oh. My. Goodnessssssss I promise I was gonna write a like 500 or 1k at most lil story and I ended up writing 3,300 words lmaooo this request is so good I SWEAR aaaa thank you for sending it and I'm sorry it took me so long to finish it I got so carried away. Welp, I hope you enjoy it!

°female reader, not beta read, slight angst, happy ending, canon typical violence I guess, ladies and gentlemen for the first time: oblivious Alcina Dimitrescu

3,300 words

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When you first arrived at Castle Dimitrescu it was with uncertainty and fear in every step. Whatever awaited you past the doors was unknown territory, and in the back of your mind, the horror stories told by the elders in the village resonated within you. Alas, like any other maid searching for refuge in that castle, you were not there willingly. The village resources were scarce and the fear of your cabin along with yourself being torn at night by the neverending waves of lycans were enough reasons for you to try to find employment within the Dimitrescu household.

You were accepted into the staff quicker than you would have expected, and soon enough you started working quietly and efficiently. 

Whether it was your silent enjoyment for cleaning or the unbothered reaction to the daughters' games and deliberate bloodied messes (no one could blame you, really, not when you spend all your life waiting for your end with welcoming arms), there was indeed something that caught the Lady's eyes. 

Perhaps it was the lonely look in your eyes, or perhaps the polite smile that never reached your eye that tugged at Alcina's heart. Could it be maybe that she saw a glimpse of herself before her transformation in you? A woman whose life circumstances made a shell out of her… She started watching you closely from the dark after you witnessed Cassandra having an angry fit with a maid and contrary to what anyone expected you were found completely unbothered by it and began cleaning the mess with dutiful practice. It was odd, the Lady had thought. Not even her oldest staff would be so numb to such display, and yet you –having been part of the staff mere days at the time– were unreactive.

Daniela even seemed to have grown fond of you in the little time you'd been working there. It's no wonder she always told her mother about you, unknowingly feeding the fire of curiosity within the Lady. Yes, she definitely had to investigate. Why were you there in the first place? From then on, the Lady was aware of every little thing you did in search of something that could give her some clarity, although you were none the wiser.

As for yourself… well, you had only seen the Lady from afar once, but it wasn't enough for you to form a solid opinion on her. The villagers had told you stories of what she was capable of, and even though you wouldn't mind having an "ascension to Mother Miranda's heaven" that didn't mean you were actively seeking your early demise.

By your fifth month working at the castle, you had gotten well acquainted with the three Dimitrescu sisters, even going as far as to spend time with them outside of your maid duties. You didn't know what they saw in you to enjoy your company, as far as you were concerned, there was nothing special about you, or at least none that you could see yourself, no special talent other than your well earned skill at crochet and the fine work you did at organizing; both activities usually needing only half of your mind thanks to the simplicity and repetitive movements, leaving the rest of your imagination to fly away. 

Still, cooking with Daniela, crocheting with Cassandra and organizing the library books with Bela were activities that you eagerly looked forward to throughout the day, and unbeknownst to you, Alcina couldn't help but feel a strange warmth in her heart when you spent time with her daughters.

The first time the Lady invited you to have some tea with her, was unexpected. You remember being outside in the backyard, the cold breeze scratching at your reddened cheeks and biting your fingers while you scraped the snow out of the stone stairs with a hand shovel as a punishment from the head maid.

Unsuspecting, you kept focused on your task doing your best to tune out the growing numbness crawling up and reaching your wrists, until a light tap on your shoulders startled you. 

When you turned, the Lady herself stood in front of you, bending forward enough for her hand to reach your kneeling body. 

"What do you think you're doing out here?" She asked, and it could have been your imagination but her voice felt gentler than the other times you've heard her speak to the other maids. 

A thoughtful look painted her features as you recounted how the head maid caught you giving your rationed food to another maid since she had missed her turn at the communal table, and then decided to have you clear the entrance stairs as a form of discipline. Recounting this, you saw the Lady for the first time, truly saw her. You had gotten quite used to only having glimpses of her retreating figure every now and then, but having her in her entire 9 foot tall glory before you was a sight to behold.

She was gorgeous, that was undeniable. The roundness of her jaw and the high cheekbones gave her an inviting aura, but you knew better than that. 

The Lady, observant as always, caught the light shiver of your shoulders, and it was only then that she noticed the lack of proper clothes to wear outside in the unmerciful weather, instead the only thing covering you aside from the standard uniform was a light shawl wrapped around your shoulders like a makeshift blanket. 

"Come." She had told you, and before you could react you were being guided by the shoulders toward the Lady's chambers, on your way to enjoy a quite nice cup of hot honeyed tea to warm you up. 

Surprisingly, the conversation flew comfortably, and you found yourself enjoying the Lady's company, and even if you didn't know it, the Lady felt it way too easy to talk to you.

From then on, you couldn't tell when the reunions became more frequent. Not that you were complaining. Talking to the Lady was always nice, even if at first you were afraid of saying something that would end up with you visiting the cellar, but alas, you grew to enjoy the easy talk, and with time the Lady allowed you to speak freely. 

It was odd after a few months, though, out of nowhere the way the Lady herself would go fetch you instead of sending a maid to summon you. You hadn't seen her pay the same attention to any other maid, but the slowly growing butterflies in your belly fluttered more often than not whenever you saw the Lady on the hall entrance, already waiting for you. Of course no words were needed, you would follow her as soon as the soft smile appeared on her lips.

Perhaps it was the time you spent together with the woman, but you started seeing things that little by little melted your heart and filled you with a gentle buzzing, things that anyone else would completely miss. Despite everyone believing the Lady to be cold and heartless, the reality was all the opposite. The way she looked at her daughters with so much love and softness made your heart warm, the gentle nudges and praise for the treasure and pride that were her three girls were always present. And not only with her family, but she also cared for her maids, in her unique ways, but cared nonetheless. The Lady was nothing if not a fair employer, even if your coworkers wouldn't see it like that.

Yes, the Lady was caring. How else could she remember your specific taste in tea and snacks? Every time you were to visit her chambers, the steaming tea and muffins were already set waiting in a tray on the coffee table.

Soon enough, you felt the same comfort talking to Alcina -as she one warm afternoon urged you to call her- as talking to one of your closest friends. Was it normal for you to always want to be there for her? Probably not, but alas can she blame you? You felt pulled by her like a moth to a flame, the metaphor being more accurate than not, what with the same dangerous fire only a small distance from consuming you. You're positive you could stare at her molten gold eyes until the end of your days if she so allowed. 

Two years of the same routine were more than enough for Alcina to have you wrapped around her finger, and you learned to read her like an open book. Great friends you were after sharing conversations for so long, and even the maids knew you to be her confidante. 

You were happy with your unofficial title, and although you wished you could be something more significant to your Lady, you knew your place very well. In the time you had accompanied the Matriarch, she hadn't really given you reasons to fear her aside perhaps for her anger outbursts, but you knew better than to test your luck. The Lady might have been lenient with you, but that didn't mean she wouldn't dispose of you whenever she found fit, after all what were you, a mere maid, to someone powerful like her? 

Two years and a wonderful three months had passed since that first conversation, until you began to notice a certain change in Alcina's attitude. 

All of a sudden, your usual routine began to crumble. The first thing that shocked you was that you were denied entrance to her chambers for your tea time, and as if that wasn't enough, the sightings of the Lady around you became more and more sparse. She, unknowingly, left you to wonder just what you had done wrong to upset her, and if that was the case, why wasn't she chasing you to put out your candle? Even the daughters' buzzing remained far away from you, and the only thing that came for you after you accidentally did something wrong was silence and solitude rather than the slightly annoyed rolling eyes followed by a small smirk from your Lady.

Perhaps Alcina had just tired of you, and even if it hurt you, you promised yourself you'd move on eventually and continued working as diligently as you had done all this time. 

Turns out that, another three months after your promise, forgetting Alcina still proves hard. No matter in what an unbothered way she had pushed you away, you couldn't force yourself to desist from her…friendship? So that's how you find yourself on your way to offering one last tea. One last hopeful plea before this time letting her go once and for all. 

You're reaching the top of the stairs on your way to your Lady's chambers, when you spot a man trying to open the twin doors on the second floor balcony.

"Who are you?" Your voice startles the man and he turns. There's a slightly manic look in his eyes, and you're immediately weary of him. As of late, the hunters from the village have receded in their attempts at breaking in, but the one in front of you doesn't seem to be in his right mind at all.

"Get him!" Bela's voice thunders from the end of the hall, and you immediately know they're hunting the trespasser.

The man seems to get the hint and makes a run for the stairs, but he's so frantic that he doesn't have enough control to completely dodge your body half blocking the stairs, and as he runs past you his shoulder connects with you harshly.

"Wha–" 

That nudge is all you need to lose your footing on the stairs. The tray you were carrying along with the delicate porcelain teacups falls to the ground with a shattering clash and is at this point that you should worry about your imminent fall from the second floor, but the real reason behind your wince is knowing your Lady's wrath at breaking her favorite china set will not make itself wait if you survive. 

Well, if you're gonna have a bad time anyway, you might as well make the best of it. If you're descending to your downfall, the man will come with you…

The man is not fast enough to dodge your iron grasp on his jacket as you begin spinning down, and the strength you pull him with brings him rolling down in toll.

The man is resilient and whilst tumbling down he tries to break free from your grasp, fighting with you and your fierce scratching retaliation. 

"Let go of me!" He grunts while pulling on your hair harshly in an attempt to make you yield, but you answer by digging your fingers in his eyes.

The edges of the stairs' steps dig hard against you, and soon enough there's sharp pains pulsating in several parts of your body.

In the background you can hear a familiar voice (Daniela maybe… or perhaps Cassandra?) calling for their mother. If you're not mistaken there's also a quickly approaching buzzing sound, but it's muffled by the loud ringing in your ears. 

You land on the tiled floor with a loud splat, and you swear you feel your wrist snap under your weight, but the adrenaline keeps you from acknowledging it, instead your focus is on trying to find your footing shakily and your eyes are pinned to the man that with a great effort manages to crawl away.

The man quickly gets away as good as his legs can allow him, reaching for a nearby dagger that in the fall spilled from his now torn backpack.

"No!" You hear someone yell, and the man with his weapon in hand pounces at you before you can completely stand.

The silver dagger, beautifully intricate and slightly curved, reaches your side, the tip finds its way through your clothes and the harsh hit leaves you breathless. The pain in your body and the lack of air along with the pulsing in your wrist and the dizziness of the fall makes you fall to the floor again on your knees and embrace yourself in an attempt of comfort. The corners of your sight become dark and blurry at times.

"What have you done!" To your surprise, your Lady -who wasn't far behind her daughters when they called for her- finally reaches you both and in a second her hand is wringing the man's neck. 

A groan from you makes Alcina's gaze snap at your limp body on the floor, and her eyes widen as she confirms that the dagger is indeed buried in your side. It takes her a moment to fully process what she's seeing, and in her mind the mantra 'It can't be…' is repeating over and over again.

The damned Dagger Of Death's Flower's -the same dagger that the dirty scum had stolen a few hours prior- is sticking out from your side. 

Her panic sets in, and her eyes become blurry. The overwhelming anger she felt towards the man that dared to touch you is completely overridden by the absolute fear.

Not you… please not like this.

The now unconscious man is thrown carelessly across the room towards the three daughters who have regrouped, Alcina will deal with him later in a much more proper way, for now the only thing in her mind is taking care of your agonizing self. 

Her breathing becomes ragged, and if her heart could still beat, it would be hammering against her chest in fear.

"No… no, no!"

She can't lose you like this.

Her tears are now flowing freely, staining her cheeks with ruined makeup as she kneels and oh so carefully brings your weight onto her lap. She's delicate, more than anyone would have thought her to be, she's so gentle and tender in the way she holds your limp body against hers, and there's a light tremor in her usually steady hand as she clears your face from stray locks. 

Her long time friend, her only one in so long actually, is now walking on the edge between life and death…

Good Lord, why does it feel like the dagger stabbed her heart instead? Why does seeing you like this feel so wrong?

There's deep regret in the way her frown crinkles her forehead. 

There's nothing else she can do for you now, not when the poison from the dagger is in your system. 

Despite Alcina's aversion to touching the dagger, she forces herself to remove it. She won't allow it to pester you more, or tarnish the last memory she'll have of you.

She pulls the weapon with a hard tug, but to her shock the blade comes out clean, there's no spurting blood coming from the supposed wound, and in its place, through the torn fabric she can see a familiar green cover and engraved golden letters. 

A loose sob comes from her, it's wet and definitely unladylike, but the relief she feels it's too immense for her to care about propriety. 

It's a book that hides under the clothes. The book she had gifted you so long ago it's what saved your life. That book that had always annoyed her thanks to your constant insistence for her to read it was the shield that had stopped the poisoned blade from touching you.

Honestly Alcina couldn't be more thankful and relieved.

"Ow…" You mutter against her as she holds you closer, and her laugh mixed with disbelieved sobs drown your complaint. You don't really care though, the familiar and comfortable scent is enough to have you burrow further into the Lady. 

Next thing you know, there's a pair of lips pressing against your forehead. 

"Oh darling, I thought I had lost you…" 

As soon as those words leave Alcina's lips, there's a realization that comes so suddenly to her, falling on her like a bucket of ice. It's when you raise your head and finally look at her with big and teary eyes and smile sheepishly at her, at that moment she knows for the first time that you, her maid and friend, hold her heart in your hands.

This time, without hesitation, her lips fall on yours, gently minding your injuries, but desperate enough for you to feel her relief. You're alive and that's all that matters to her. It doesn't take you a second after before you're kissing her with the same need. 

"Finally…" You hear someone say far behind you, and it takes you a moment to recognize the owner of the voice as Daniela's.

"Let's go treat your wounds." Alcina says before carefully carrying you in her arms bridal style all the way up the stairs until you're out of sight from the daughters and the man now completely forgotten.

Alcina sets you down on her bed and finally lets herself look at you with all the love you deserve. Honestly, it isn't a mystery how she fell for you, but now she can't help but to feel silly at how she avoided the strange feelings she had whenever you were nearby. How could she know those feelings that made her avoid you for so long were in reality quite the strong love?

Well, she did know how, but of course she would tell. 

The many years of her life had taught her that love wasn't for her. Her past had made her blind. Feeling like this after so long, it was almost a new experience for her. It's no wonder then that she didn't know why you made her feel like that in the first place. 

And now, with you having your wounds bandaged and properly kissed better, resting on top of her and nestling your head under her chin as she gently rubs your back, she can't think of you not being in her life ever again.

[riansdiary]

Hi Riaaan!! I wanted to tell you that I read your recent success stories post (this one: https://www.tumblr.com/riansdiary/755714407932264448/my-new-success-stories-hello-everyone-this-is?source=share) and now I can understand loa more, thanks of that these days I have been consciously manifesting many things!! So I wanted to share my success stories with you too. First of all, sorry if I make grammar mistakes or if some parts are not understandable, English is not my first language, I'm still learning 🤕

It started yesterday right after I read the post I mentioned before, and a similar situation happened to me(?. I went to my grandmother's house to visit her and stayed the night, my nonna was having cereal with milk and fruits for dinner and I wanted to eat that too, but she told me that the cereal and the Milk were done, and she can buy me cereal and Milk BUT tomorrow morning (that's today). I wanted so badly to eat that for dinner, so I went to her room and meanwhile i was doing idk on my phone, I affirmed and visualized my grandma calling me to give me a bowl of cereal, i didn't do it much, just a few times, and then i started watching tiktoks lol, then within MINUTES my grandma knocked on the door and he told me that he left me some cereal and milk, and that I could have that for dinner. I WAS VERY HAPPY AND I HAD COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT I HAD MANIFESTED IT, BUT I DID ITTTTT The second thing I said was gifts for Children's Day. Ok, this also happened yesterday, my aunt had bought gifts for my cousins ​​(they're the real children here lol) and I asked her if she had bought me something, but she told me that I was too old to celebrate this day and giving me presents LMAOOO, I KNOW BUT I'M STILL YOUNG YK, so, I started affirming that my aunt bought me something for Children's Day, and she just had been hiding it from me, AND GUESS WHAAAAT, when I woke up today there was no one at home, just my grandma and me lol, but then my aunt, my mother and my brother arrived, and they went to the supermarket to buy me candies, and my aunt had a gift for me!! She gave me hair clips, animal-shape hair tails(? (😭🩷) and a curling mask!! I was very grateful, and I also forgot that I was manifesting it, I realized when I started manifesting my third success today OMGGG, this happens When I was in my room listening to music on my phone, it slipped out of my hands and obviously fell , but THE SCREEN BROKE SO BAAAD 😭 not externally like cracks but internally, streaks appeared on the screen and it turned white, I was VERY scared because I had already damaged my phone on my birthday a few months ago, so if I told my parents they were going to be mad at me for sure 💀 but then I remembered that omg I am the creator of my life and reality, and I could manifest that nothing ever happened to the screen! Or also the phone would repair itself idk, the point is that again I affirmed that the screen was in good conditions, that it was never damaged bc I said so, etc. This took a little more effort because I was a little scared and anxious, but I understood and that my emotions were normal for what just happened, and I just kept affirming and persisting that in my 4d this never happened. Being honest with you, I don't see any changes on my phone in 3D, but WHO CARES? In my 4d the screen of my phone is as it has always been, and that is what really matters, I'm sure that it will be reflected soon in my 3d. I continue to persist and listen to my 4d!! And if I been able to manifest other situations in minutes or hours, ofc I will achieve this.

Thank you very much for making that post, I feel very happy achieving my manifestations following your example, have a good night!! (or day) XOXO!! 🩷

Oh my God Hi!!!! It's okay, I can understand you very well! Thank you so much for sharing this with me! I just woke up and checked my Tumblr when I saw this! This totally made my day! 😇

I love cereal too so I get that! You're doing so great! I love your success stories! You're much better than me on the phone one. I love my phone so much! I'll try and help you manifest that but who are we kidding? In the 4d, it's already fixed! Just keep persisting that it never happened.

I'm so happy that my post helped you manifest! I've been manifesting really well using that post as an example too!

[ragecndybars]

AO3 tag game :3

thanks so much for the tag @mvshortcut !!!!! much appreciated, this was a blast to fill out :D

How many works do you have on AO3?

86! Damn, that's more than I remember 🙀 I have been writing pretty fervently since I was pretty young, though, and I transferred all my old fics from fanfiction dot net to AO3, so it's a long stretch of time. All my old wattpad fics are still rotting somewhere though lmaooo I can't even access them anymore bc I forgot my password and I can't reset it bc I used a school email 😔

What's your total AO3 word count?

443,734! When I get to half a million I'm gonna have to throw myself a party. With boba and everything

How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

Oof, okay, here we go. A lot of the fandoms I have tagged on AO3 don't really "count" because they're just aggregate tags for the same fandom, so even though AO3 says the number is 48, I'm gonna count the TRUE number as 17. (It got cut down so much because of how many video game series have different games with different fandom tags on AO3, lmao)

Here's the breakdown of the list:

Persona (Mostly Persona 3)

Fire Emblem (Mostly Shadow Dragon and Blazing Sword)

Legend of Zelda

Pokemon

Professor Layton

RWBY

Kid Icarus: Uprising

Earthbound/MOTHER

Red vs. Blue

Voltron Legendary Defender

Naruto

Final Fantasy XV

Harvest Moon

The Mysterious Benedict Society

The Avengers

Animal Crossing

Care Bears (despite having never actually consumed any Care Bears media to my knowledge)

The worst part is that this stupid list would be much, much, MUCH longer if I finished even a quarter of my WIPs 😭 Hell, even just my "Video Games" subfolder in my "Fanfiction" subfolder has more than 17 subfolders in it...

Y'all don't understand how many random fics my ADHD spares you from ever seeing I have no focus

Top five fics by kudos:

Ash and Emotion (Zelda) - Not surprising, I knew this was my most popular fic. It was for a ZeLink zine full of beautiful work :)

Resemblance (Naruto) - bro I always forget people really liked this one. Literally an unedited drabble I did in an hour for a "pride month drabble challenge" which I immediately abandoned. Trans rights I guess

Always Wanna Play (But You Never Wanna Lose) (Persona 3) - This one isn't surprising either, and I'm very proud of this fic so I'm quite chuffed to see it get so much attention... thanks everyone :')

The Beat of Your Heart (Zelda) - Now this one surprised me a lot. This was just a little piece for ZeLink week... Another unedited one, I literally was writing it on the toilet in church so I could get it out in time 😭

Comfort (Zelda) - Another ZeLink week piece, but I knew this one was popular. Also unedited, lmao. I was writing it on the day of my AP Calc finals and I rushed through the exam so I could have more time to work on the fic 😭 I made some Choices that year

Do you respond to comments?

I try to! But I get very anxious about it and tend to work myself into a tizzy, so I often put it off for later and then forget, haha. Then I'll go and respond to all my comments from the last few months and feel even weirder about it... T_T

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

Oof. That's... a hard one, haha. I've written a couple of fics without happy endings, though I typically don't. At least three fics which end on a canonical character death, for instance. But I'd say the ending which made me the most emo writing was Butter, a Mother 3 fic. It ends with Lucas, who's like 9, recently lost his mother, then lost his twin brother (and thinks it's his fault), and is now being neglected by his father, crawling into bed and crying. So yeah, pretty bleak, lmao... but at least he doesn't die I guess?

Do you write crossovers?

I do, but I haven't posted many yet. I'm not always huge on writing them, but I do think about them a lot. I was working on this one Persona 3 x Fire Emblem Awakening crossover but I lost steam on it, and now there's a really lovely crossover on AO3 with a similar premise that I was SO delighted to come across!!! Hope y'all don't mind me taking a break from linking my own work to shill for this one, hehe

Have you ever gotten hate on a fic?

Unfortunately, yes, about six times, I'd say. Even more unfortunately, most of those times happened earlier on in my fanfic writing career, and I was pretty sensitive to hate back then, so I deleted many of the relevant fics, and some of them I don't even have access to myself anymore.

Not gonna talk about the ones that are still upsetting, but I will talk about the funny examples: on a (since deleted) RWBY fic, I said in the author's note that I "wrote them as platonic, but the fic can be read as WhiteRose", and then I got a glowing comment gushing about how good the story was which ended with "but then you had to ruin it by shitting all over WhiteRose, how about you [long suicide bait]". Third most baffling comment I've ever received.

The two most baffling were on different fics, but both were making the same weird accusation??? One was on a ZeLink fic (actually, on Comfort, my fifth most kudos'ed fic of all time now), and y'know I think I'm just gonna show you the comment in question:

The other one was on a long-since deleted fic which focused on both a romantic ship, as well as a fatherly relationship between one member of the ship and the other member's father. I guess having a fatherly relationship with your father-in-law makes your boyfriend actually your brother (and therefore you can't date him anymore). IDK man people are crazy. (tbf the commenter in question thought I was setting it up so that he'd get adopted by his boyfriend's parents, which would give them more of a case, but like... that didn't happen in the fic and wasn't going to. they just guessed at a future plot development and got angry about their guess)

Do you write smut?

I do, but I've never posted any. I've posted one fic that was very suggestive, I'd even call it "NSFW" in a sense, but never anything explicit. Maybe I will in the future? We'll see if I can ever finish anything smutty, lmao.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yep, I had Ultimatum, my longest chapter-fic (and by far my most popular fic in the ff.n days) stolen and posted on another site by somebody. I reported it but never checked back up to see if it got taken down.

I also feel that I've had my work plagiarized pretty damn blatantly in another fandom (I was browsing a certain AU tag and read one which contained all the exact events and sometimes word-for-word dialogue from a fic of mine, just very very slightly rewritten) but the poster had no other works and their writing was definitely extremely juvenile, so... I figured they were a dumb kid and just decided not to raise a fuss. Checked back later and they deleted it, hopefully because they realized they shouldn't do that, so I figure there's no need to start shit over it. Honestly, if that person used that experience as a jumping-off point to write their own fics, then I'm glad it happened, imitation being the highest form of flattery and all.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, though I had someone reach out to me on fanfiction dot net a long time ago and ask permission to translate An Unheard Goodbye, which was super exciting! I agreed, but I don't believe they ever got around to it, or if they did, they never posted it. Still very flattering, and I think about that a lot, hehe.

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

HOW COULD I POSSIBLY ANSWER THIS. UM. UM UH. UHHH UM UH I. UM.

I'm.... gonna say Zelda/Link? I haven't written it in FOREVER but it was such a huge part of me coming into my own as a fanfic author, so I have to give it credit for that.

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

.......all of them 😭 god I have so many of these damn things. But for the prime example, I'd point to Ultimatum, an old Pokemon fic that I started in middle school. I got all the way to the climax and I feel bad leaving my readers hanging, but... at this point, if I did continue it, I would honestly have to rewrite the whole fic first just to be in line with my current understanding of the characters.

What are your writing strengths?

Y'know, I think I get character voices down extremely well in a way which elevates my dialogue and narration. That's probably the thing I'm most proud of in my own writing, at least.

What are your writing weaknesses?

BREVITY. Or the utter, glaring lack of it. I have also been known to muddy up my writing with an overabundance of A) adverbs, B) unneeded clauses tacked onto perfectly good sentences, and C) em-dashes 😭

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

I think it's dope as fuck, but I currently can't really accomplish it because I'm monolingual (NOT FOR LONG IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT, I'M COMING FOR YOU, JAPANESE FLUENCY!!!!). I will also say that I don't like when authors will write characters having a story-important conversation in another language, then put the translations in the end notes or something, requiring you to either read the chapter confused or else keep scrolling back down and back up.... I think even that's totally fine to do if what's being said isn't plot-relevant, though.

What was the first fandom you ever wrote for?

Naruto. I hadn't read or watched Naruto btw, I had only read other Naruto fanfics. I have spoken on this topic many times, but it remains hilarious to me. Also, so many of my old Naruto fics are lost to the Wattpad times, but I will take this opportunity to once again share a quote which I recently managed to unearth from my long-lost unsung magnum opus:

Never ever will I intentionally attain the level of comedy gold that I managed while writing completely dead serious Naruto fanfiction on Wattpad in 2012.

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

See above. How could I ever top that fic.

In all seriousness, this question always makes me sweat, but I think I'm gonna say Oil, a slightly older fic from my EliHec days which I absolutely obsessed over for months before finally managing to finish. And, unlike most of the fics that I obsess over, I think the obsession actually made it come out better rather than worse, haha.

thanks again for the tag!!!! as for me, I'll tag uhh, hm, @wizard-finix @dreamedge @misty-wisp @flyfish1999 and any other AO3 writers who see this!!! (idk how many of you use AO3 and most of the MBS authors I know have probably already been tagged hehe but anybody who wants to should absolutely feel free!!!!!!!)

[theghostbunnie]

Hey, I just want you to know I really like your work! It's beautiful and really creative, and I think you understand these characters to a T, cause your headcanons are extremely in character.

Speaking of which: do you have any headcanons for David and Gwen, both individually and as friends?

AAAAAAAAAAAA TYSM THAT'S SO SWEET 💖💖💖💖 I tried to awnser this the other day but realized I was multiple paragraphs into a character analysis and not HCs (if any of you guys left me an ask and I haven't awnsered it yet I still always appreciate it I probably just plan to draw something for it or haven't got the time rn)

When David says something like "before nature took me against her bosom I was in clown school in france" (I'm not kidding he says bosom lmaooo) but he knew he loved nature at age 10, so either he was there before age 10 or the nature not yet embracing him bit meant he was withheld from it. Either his mother sent him there (cannonicaly doesn't have a dad) or he had the WEIRDEST college "figure yourself out, experiment" phase and I'm guessing the latter. He had a sudden spark of a new special interest and wanted to try pursuing it but his clowning instructor(?) scared him out of it after awhile.

I HC David wanted to be a clown bc he loved all the family friendly etiquette rules especially, ontop of the obvious making people happy and entertained.

David cannonicaly loves the zodiac signs and allthat and potential hot take but that man is a Sagittarius ♐.

David is stubborn and I feel this is an obvious fact about him but I wanna go further in depth with a HC that sometimes if he doesn't like something he won't just be in a general ol denial about it, he will full heartedly actually believe hisown truth instead.

Maybe not a "David as an individual" HC but I like to believe he respects, and likes QM's company alot! (When the man isn't being *too* off-putting) like when he's telling that ghost story about respecting your elders we see a cabin with a framed picture of silhouettes that look like QM were related to them and even the book in the story has that octopus God on it. So I assumed that was actually a real place somewhere in the woods David saw at one point/QM took him to. Either during his time as an employee or a camper himself. Also Quarter Master seems *at times* to be annoyed at David. Not like body language or facial exspressions I just get that vibe from his attitude and phrasing. He lied when he told him "fighting animals is apart of his culture" to get him to leave him alone about it I just know it.

Gwen is an anime watching "otaku" or atleast had a phase and has probably watched unheard of semi f*tish series that only lasted 10-12 episodes with really long title names. Genuinely rewatching the show so much of her screentime is hating her job in different ways or reading, writing, or playing VR 🌽. Or being a hopeless romantic. (She could've stayed with Graggle but only liked him for her monster f*tish and to romanticize herself as this YA novel MC)

She definitely LOVES x reader fics and takes on a slightly new persona in her fantasies.

I HC her with a bit of stage fright and her love for music being casual instead of a passion, that ontop of wanting to make something for herself is why she didn't piggyback off her dad's career and go into music. His career did atleast pay for whatever degree she wanted to persue (how she was able to get so many) and her fear of wasted potential is what made her have so many to begin with.

She partially willingly puts herself into positions where she gets burnt out to the point she's gotten kinda used to it.

So that's kinda why she can call it out early in David and tell him when he needs to have a break in that one EP.

David offering Gwen to read one of her stories she writes to the campers leads me to either believe he doesn't know what she writes is 🌽 or that and she also shares her sfw writing with him to get his opinion. (Which is nearly always positive but I feel like people forget David has his moments even if HE'S unaware of em) like "This chapter is excellent, Gwen!! Gosh, I'm just on the edge of my seat!! And there's only half the grammar mistakes of last time! :DD" and he fully means that as a compliment.

David also definitely got Gwen into astrology. She only cares about learning facts about her own, finding out the birthdays of celebrity and fictional characters and then seeing if they're compatible. Woman with identity issues? Eats it up.

They both loved Bob Ross before they met and it was one of the first things they bonded over as they were becoming friends. I HC Gwen was chipper at the job at the very first bit but it QUICKLY wore her down, David going off that first impression kept his excited team-loving liking of her, where as Gwen as she got to know him over those first weeks grew really annoyed with him as a coworker, but once getting to know him further than that the friendship started to become mutual.

[storytella-bella]

The Joy of Life Challenge S3 - #9

Odelia spent the next morning and early afternoon diving into research. She is serious about Vlad's deal, and wants to prove it to him, but also to herself. She wants to prove that her decision isn't just a rash teenage decision, and learn even the gory, excruciating parts of being a vampire to see if it is what she truly wants.

Vlad chilling, smoking a cigar, as he's wondering whether she will crumble when she learns more about vampires, or if she will truly commit to being one...

Meanwhile, having a human in the mansion is very convientient for a vampire..

Viktor of course asked her, and she was happy to help him out.

The second night, Gethin accompanies Odelia while she sleeps. I can't tell if it's to keep an eye on her, or maybe protect her from Vlad's thirst, or maybe he is actually coming around to liking her! Who knows!

The next morning, Odelia is officially a high school dropout.

But everything's okay in Odelia's eyes, because she won't need human high school anytime soon.

Not to mention, she has the love of her life here, what else would she need?

Later that evening, Odelia, Viktor and Gethin were having a lovely chat in the kitchen.

And Vlad decides to autonomously ask Odelia if he can feed from her, too...

She immediately says no, as she doesn't really trust him enough to do that.

The next day, Viktor even goes as far as to ask Odelia to drink from her neck.

She agrees. She really does trust him, huh? It could be very easy for a vampire to lose control.

Odelia continues to study vampire lore in the reading room/library.

A few days later, it is finally time for Odelia to make her decision. The WHOLE day, Viktor was very off with her. Wasn't kissing her as much, and being mean...er.

He is actually considering the fact that she may go home, leave him, and grow old as a human without him....

Odelia tells him, just as his father is about to walk through the door, awaiting a decision, that she would love to be a vampire, and spend (quite literally) eternity with him.

(BTW I have an automatic height slider mod which assigned Odelia to be tiny, and Viktor to be tall AF, so their kisses look a lil awkward rn lmaooo.)

Vlad finally opens the door.

And as happily listens in, Odelia informs Vladislaus that she would adore to be a vampire, and be turned by no one other than Viktor himself.

Right as Odelia is turning into a vampire, she gets a call from her mother asking her basically to come home...

But Odelia's phone is silenced, in fact she is planning on burning it and never turning back to her old life. It's sad, and she will miss her parents, but right now, this is what she wants.

So, the turning session starts.

First, Viktor drinks her blood, so it's in his sytem.

Then, he offers her his blood, so it's in her system, and she can finally begin to turn...

Odelia feels a slight change already. And she thanks Viktor for doing this for her.

As Vlad accompanies the ceremony with a violin solo, I guess. lmfao.

Odelia can't help but make jokes, she is ecstatic to be turning into a vampire!!

[bbyquokka]

15 questions tagged by @sstarryoong 🖤

are you named after anyone? not really? i was originally going to be called Felisha (marley if i was a boy) but i guess not? took my mum and dad a week to think of a name for me until a mother in the cubical next to my mothers overheard the name of their baby, hence my name now. so uh yeah

2. when was the last time you cried? like, 3 days ago? lmao, i was close to crying today but i dont have energy

3. do you have kids? nope but one day

4. do you use sarcasm? idk, do you?

5. what's the first thing you notice about people? how they percieve themselves and act around me and others

6. what's your eye color? brown

7. scary movies or happy endings? scary movies!!

8. any special talents? uh, i can lick my nose? idek if that is a talent or just one of them things, lmaooo

9. what are your hobbies? listening to music, playing games, writing smut!

10. where were you born? in a hospital in the uk :)

11. do you have any pets? nope. my mum and dad rescued a French bulldog but me and the bf would like to have an Alaskan malamute at some point

12. what sports do you play/have played? I use to do dance/ballet when i was a small child now i dont do any, lol

13 .how tall/short are you? 16ocm

14.favorite subject in school? english and science, purely because the science lessons were so much fun. just mess around with friends, have a laugh/ it was great

15. dream job? idk, something in the field of mental help. i wanna help others and whatnot, yknow.

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tagging: @oshimee + anyone else that wants to do this. (sry i dont have energy to tag rn ;c)

[sailorhyunjinz]

EXCUSE ME I WOULD NEVER FORGET ABOUT YOU? You're my bby.

Omg you're almost done w your degree!!! I'm so proud of you 🥺

Your smILEY PIERCED? I bet you look hot as fuck pls

Omg where do I even start? Let's try to sum it up into bulletpoints

•I'm quitting my toxic job

•got my 6th and 7th tattoos

•one of them is a spaceship with Quokka outline inside (it's an alien. Get it? Cause Ha- Ok bye)

•I'm dealing with some work drama involving a guy that's 18 and keeps hitting on me even tho I straight up bro-zoned him

•I'm entering my bad bitch divine feminine manifestation era

•it's my bday soon and I'm ??? Fucking terrified. Idk why I don't rlly like my bday

•still simping for 3racha

•but also simping hard for Han

•also FeLIX HAS BEEN ADDED TO THE BIAS LIST

That's p much it? I guess?

-3RACHA's bunny 🐰

"almost done" AN ENTIRE YEAR AND MORE LEFT but yk we optimistic c:

OH MY GOD A SPACESHIP QUOKKA TATTOO???? PLS THATS ADORABLE????

oooooh happy to hear that you are clearing your energy with quitting a toxic job and working on manifestation. That, getting tattoos and rejecting men definitely sounds like a vibe LMAOOO, keep your spirits up and dont let your birthday ruin THE VIBE

i usually love my birthday and hate every other holiday but the last couple of years even my birthday has been very difficult emotionally to deal with so i just want to tell you that you are never EVER alone in having those feelings or thoughts, it doesnt have to be this "amazing wow party"-energy just because it happened to be the day you popped out of your mothers womb- CAUSE ESSENTIALLY THATS WHAT IT IS, THATS WHAT WE CELEBRATE

and unfortunately society will put the pressure on to be happy on that specific day but know that it is only 24 hours like the rest of the days on the year and that you can always celebrate your birthday whenever you feel like it. I KNOW THAT SOUNDS CRAZY but thats legit what i did my last birthday because on the day itself i felt so shitty and i was just having panic attacks so uhm,,, yeah,,, SO I CELEBRATED MY BIRTHDAY THE WEEK AFTER and it was just as fun and special! know that im always here and you can of course talk to me~

[hooked-on-elvis]

"But I am very happy and lucky that I’ll make it to 30. Some people don’t get that. But people say your 30’s are the best times of your life. So let’s hope they’re right because the 20s were a struggle."

I-RELATE-TO-YOUR-EVERY-WORD. Really! I also do not have kids or a husband -- and right now I don't feel like I need it just yet too. lol.

I too am extremely hopeful 30s is gonna be the time of my life (the movie "13 Going on 30" has a lot to do with our expectations over the 30s fase, I guess -- ✨ "30 flirting and thriving" ✨).

20s definitely is a weird fase and mine too weren't easy at all as well, friend, which makes me wonder "Hey, what did I do wrong here?" LMAOOO!! We gotta talk more about how weird it feels growing up between the 20th and the 21st century! Our parents and grandparents seemed to manage pretty quick how to be and think as full-time adults. When my mother was 29 she was all serious about life, in a good way, behaving/thinking all responsible like she had everything figured out, not being silly and kinda dumb and unsettled like I feel (and look too, I just know it LOL). It's just weird growing up in our time.

This makes me understand Elvis's silly side a whole lot, you know... like was he even a 20th century man at all? He sounds like one of our kind, an eternal child, per say. I don't know if we should worry or rejoice on this but judging for him I guess we'll be alright in our 30s, 40s, 50s and so on. ♥

P.S. I'm terrible remembering dates but let me know when your big day comes in May, and make sure to have a big celebration, girl. It's an importante rite of passage turning 30. I hope your first year as a young 30-years-old woman be as amazing as it can be!

We're gonna slay in our 30s! 🥂💖

I just saw it was your birthday. I hope I’m not too late to say happy birthday!

Awwww. No, it's never too late... it's my birthday week until next Tuesday LOL. Thank you so, so much for writing me, Natashia! (What a beautiful, fancy name btw, really!)

Hey, I've learned from your bio info that we're the same age now... 29. Yey! Mid-90s girls! 🩷 Do you mind if I ask something? Are you gonna turn 30 this year or the next? I feel like we can manage to wipe the tears each other's cheeks for leaving the 20s fase behind, don't know how you feel about it but it feels like a huge happening turning 30… Like, we're grown ups, definitely. lol. That's just weird (for me at least) and I'm a little anxious even if it's gonna take one more year for my time to be in my 30s to come.

Anyway, thank you again for being such a sweetheart and leaving me a message and a beautiful Elvis birthday card. God bless you. P.S: This is how I'm hugging you (virtually) right now: a big bear Elvis hug. ♥

[atopearth]

Brothers Conflict (Brilliant Blue) Part 3 - Asahina Natsume Route

Yayyy to the last triplet! I'm excited! Anyway, considering how long it takes to meet Natsume, I guess it'll be like half a route again like Hikaru's, so hopefully it'll be fun! I liked how Natsume encouraged Ema and told her that running away from her problems is pointless (when she found out she was adopted), but that what she chooses to do is her choice. I found it really sweet how he told her that he's finally got a "little sister" now, so wouldn't it be okay for him to be her strength (when she told him she was scared to face her dad)? We've barely met Natsume, but he's so nice already haha.

Natsume is adorable when he blushes. I love how he thought Ema would be used to stuff like being physically close to guys because she seems popular hahahah. Omg, Natsume touching the lion cubs at the zoo and thinking they're so cute like cats just made my heart melt, he's so pure and adorable!! I love how they exchanged their straps from the zoo, with Ema having the green one to represent him, and Natsume has the pink one. I love when they do stuff like this, it's so cute~ Awww I really wanted them to have a nice Christmas Eve date!! Too bad Natsume realistically has to work😭 At least he gave her a scarf and walked her home I guess haha. HAHAHA, I didn't expect Natsume to be someone with no sense of direction, that's so cute🤣 I love how much Natsume appreciated Ema giving him a birthday present, and saying he would cherish it. He just felt so sweet and sincere, it made my heart flutter! Anyway, I read the aquarium dates in Azusa's route already, but now that I'm reading them again, Natsume was so cute and smooth when he held her hand after they compared the size difference of their hands lol!! He's so cool!

Awww, it's so sad that Natsume is always working! Even on Valentine's Day, all Ema could do was give him chocolate and then he had to go back😭 Did Natsume get injured before, or is still injured? Is that why he doesn't play sports anymore? HAHAHA, Natsume named his two cats Tsubaki and Azusa?! Lmaooo🤣🤣🤣 Aww it's so cute how Ema is cooking for him and helping him out at his house every week. It's so funny how he said she's like a mother seeing her do all this for him. It's so sweet to see him genuinely appreciative of everything she's doing. I can't stop smiling at how cute and sweet Natsume is. His blushes are to die for, and I love how appreciative he is of what Ema does for him. Aww omggg, did Natsume wait outside the apartments for an hour?! Just to invite Ema out for White Day?? That is so sweeeet!! Thanks Juli for the info, Natsume is even sweeter than I thought, I legit cannot at how sweet he is. Anyway, I just realised that Natsume isn't on the Brilliant Blue game loading screen?? Ridiculous!! He's one of the best boys😭😭 I loveee how Tsubaki and Azusa have already decided that Natsume is paying for all the food for his party to celebrate his full recovery because he's been monopolising Ema to the point that it's rare for her to be home for dinner time lmao.

I'm really happy that Ema told Subaru that maybe she is imposing on what happened with him and Natsume, but she only wants to know about them because they're her important family and she wants to support them just as they have supported her when she found out she was adopted. I thought it was really sweet and understandable, and if I was Subaru, I would also stop being stubborn and tell her haha. Honestly, I understand how disappointed Subaru must have been because he's been following and admiring Natsume his whole life, so seeing him supposedly "throw away" a tournament or whatever must have really hurt, especially since he refuses to say anything about it, but I think I'm still disappointed in how stubborn Subaru is. He's stubborn to the point that he's actively hostile to Natsume whenever he sees him, basically ousts him out of things because of his attitude and everything (and the apartments because he made Natsume feel bad for living there and making the atmosphere “bad”), it really makes me sad for Natsume, because whatever reasons he has, whether it's understandable or not, this is Natsume's life. Subaru has no right to make it seem like Natsume owes him or anyone anything in the sports world just because he's athletic and has won many awards and has so much potential blah blah. This is Natsume's life, he is the one who decides what he wants to do with it. Yeah, maybe it's a "waste" in other people's eyes but unless Natsume is complaining and just running away when he really wants to go back, no one has the right to condemn him for his choices, and it makes me mad that Subaru thinks he can treat Natsume like that all the time.

Ohh, I thought Natsume did basketball like Subaru did, but he was actually a long distance runner! I guess I should have known when he ran after the thief for Ema lol. I absolutely loved the talk Ema and Natsume had. It was refreshing to know that Natsume quit because he knew that he couldn't and didn't want to continue to run as his career, and that's why he decided to quit and prioritise a more stable life. I really loved what Ema said tbh. When she asked whether it really needed to be competitive running, and how just because he quit the idea of running as a career, it doesn't mean he needed to quit running altogether. As she said, he obviously still loves to run, and there's no need to limit himself to completely ignore his feelings for wanting to run just because he's not going to run competitively anymore. I think the sweetest thing was when he said it was okay, Ema doesn't need to run together with him (since she's slow and not good at it lol), she just needs to be beside him watching over him, and I think that was so so cutee. Okay, I loved the confession scene as well! It was so beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes, like legit omg, it was so sweet🥺 I love how Ema was honest about feeling lonely that she won't be able to visit him anymore, and I love how Natsume told her that she can come over whenever she wants, and that she doesn't need an excuse to come over anymore, and that she is the only one he wants beside him and to watch over him as he runs. It was just so sweet, I love them😭😭

Lmao at Natsume deciding to be a long-distance runner because he lost to Tsubaki in a marathon class or something, and refused to lose to him so he kept training for it hahaha. I'm glad to see Natsume training hard and saying that he may or may not run competitively again, he doesn't really know aside from the fact that he wants to do what he can now, which is to run as much as he likes, and I personally think that's enough. It was also really sweet to know that the reason why Natsume always refused to tell Subaru his reason for quitting was because he didn't want Subaru to second-guess his dream to play basketball professionally. He didn't want his decision to affect him and I think that's understandable. I'm just glad that Subaru can finally understand Natsume and make up with him, even though I still think Subaru was too much lol. Lmao at Tsubaki and Azusa telling Natsume to get top 100 in the marathon he's going to run in, and then they'll let Ema be with him🤣 Awww, I thought he might, but it's nice to know that Natsume really plans to move back into the mansion building with them all! He really only left because of Subaru, so I think it would be nice if he could catch up on all that time he spent away unwillingly🥲🥲 It was so cuteee how he said he wanted to move back in because he wants to be beside her and eat her cooking because it's the only thing he wants to eat now, awww!!🥺 Lmaoooo, I love the epilogue. Natsume having the bright idea of taking over Azusa's room and then breaking the wall between it and Ema's room so he and Ema can live together in the same room is hilarious. I love how Subaru and Tsubaki were talking about how Natsume becomes an idiot when it comes to women hahahah. The other funny thing was how Natsume promised to become Tsubaki and Azusa's slave forever in exchange for monopolising Ema, but he said something like he's been a slave to them since he was born so there's no difference lolll, I love them all, they're so funny🤣

Overall, I love Natsume and his route. It's definitely my favourite in BB right now because it had everything I loved. I loved how kind and sweet Natsume was. Always a bit shy, but very forward and appreciative. Ema visiting his place and taking care of him was the kind of bonding I wanted in Azusa's route, because I feel like with Natsume's, it was much more natural, cute and it really felt like they were getting to know each other better with learning about the cats and stuff, whereas with Azusa, it always felt rather bland. Anyway, I love how even though Natsume was always working, you could see how much he prioritised trying to see Ema when he could, and I really enjoyed how Ema carefully treaded on his past without being invasive. She approached it in a way that showed that she wanted to know more about him because she likes him and wants to support him, and I think Natsume could really feel that, and that's why he could open up to her. I also ended up liking his reason more than I thought I would, and now I'm glad he's kinda got a weight off his shoulders haha. I loved the cute slow-burn romance they had, and how it just felt so soothing and sweet with every event.

[deus-ex-mona]

i hope y’all had a great weekend!!!

i say, rambling about my strangely unrestful weekend under the cut because i have no friends to hear me out lmaooo

i’m only rambling here because the character limit in the tags is really annoying, and also because i really wanna remember all of the weird ideas that i threw out for my room planning in spite of my innately terrible memory, so here goes—

so, saturday! a day of rest for many, just a regular day at work for me :( but the one good thing about going to work yesterday is that i finally managed to eat this one specific food item that i’d been craving lmaooo.

on friday, this coworker dude offered to buy me (and everyone else too, really) some food to “celebrate” the weekend i guess? so i just told him that i wanted that food item (only because i’m unable to find it easily and stuff :(), and the dude actually managed to get it for me!!! granted, he bought it from a different country on his way to work, but still!!! the best part is that when the price of the stuff he bought was converted to local currency, the food came out to being literally 10 cents apiece, which was pretty funny ngl.

also, i got to hear some pretty 👀👀👀worthy work gossip, so that was fun~

and then came today. aka sunday!!!!

i found out that the apartment that my family and i would be moving into was almost ready(!!!!) and that i’d finally be getting my own room(!!!!!!!!).

so, naturally, i dragged my mother down to the apartment with me (despite her literally just coming back from visiting it with my brother) and took a gander for myself.

apart from my tiny room, the place was kinda insane ngl. they had some kind of built-in pulley system(????) for the overhead laundry rack, which you have to lower by yourself to hang your stuff on.

and also!!!! there seems to be sinks installed in the tank of the toilet bowl??? just look at it yo

that’s definitely a sink, right?

it befuddles me to no end… i asked my mother what it’s for, and she told me that i could gargle my mouth there, so that was rather unhelpful. ಠ‿ಠ

and after that, i dragged my mother off to ikea to look at the showrooms and stuff for ✨inspiration✨ and inspiration did strike!!! i managed to get great ideas about to how to maximise my space in my tiny room and even made weird doodles to illustrate my vision for posterity!!! hint: ✨shelves✨. tons of shelves!!

…but sadly, my mother rejected my suggestion of skipping the dining table entirely to attach a huge shelf to the wall instead, so we could eat like we’re at a noodle bar :( sads. home noodle bars could definitely be a thing, right?

but in the end, i guess i’ll end up missing this current tiny temporary apartment that i’ve been staying at for the past few years… i’ll definitely miss the wild chicken family that lives at the ground floor though… despite how noisy the rooster is… but oh well! life has to go on, right? may the rooster terrorise the next inhabitants of this temporary flat as well…

but aside from that, i’m definitely not looking forward to dealing with my storaged nonsense, especially my love live merch collection from ages ago. i don’t even like love live anymore, man… what the heck was past me thinking?

aaaa i hope no bugs got into my pokespe manga though… those were my treasures for sure. maaan do i have so many memories of writing/drawing bad fanfiction for pokespe. and also of n harmonia. my former friend and i obsessed over the poor dude for ages. we drew so much bad fanart of him, turned him into a frog hybrid of sorts, and even made small replicas of his waist cube during class one day… man, now i feel old lmao

sorry if you read this~! uhhhhh happy sunday (if it still sunday for you)!!!!

[itsivyberry]

after the war

Draco Malfoy x f!Hufflepuff!Reader

A blurb, continuing the Tri Wizard Champion series.

request: I'd really like to see another fanfic with Draco showing what happened to them after the triwizard tournament! That would be a great idea! [via @booksmione ]

a/n: HI! Here’s a request! I loved writing this, I usually am not a fan of after-war fics and prefer fics where the characters are still attending Hogwarts, but this makes my heart SOAR I love it. I hope you enjoyed, thank you for requesting this and keeping my favorite (and only) series alive <3

word count: 1160

warnings: mentions of blood loss, crucio, scars, death, war, etc. also fluff LMAOOO

summary: Y/N and Draco managed to find their way back to each other after three years of healing from the well-known Tri Wizard Tournament.

taglist: @drawlfoy @fanficflaneuse @babyhoneystvles @ccelinewritess @nekee-lilac02 @dracofeltonmalfoy

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The war was a massive devastation for the Wizarding world.

Y/N was still grieving the loss of her best friend three years prior. Her school, her home had turned into a place she didn’t even recognize. A prison.

Just as quickly as Hogwarts had changed, she had watched family and friends die within its walls, protecting the students within.

Every single night in her dorm before the Battle of Hogwarts, Y/N would listen to the radio in search of any names listed off that she knew.

Although she claimed she was listening for loved ones, she was really listening for one particular name. Malfoy.

Y/N knew that there was no possible way the Malfoys would be put on the casualties list that grows every day, but she still listened with quiet breathing and a rapid heartbeat to hear the name of the boy she still loved.

From what she could remember, the battle was a blur. A blip in time. Faces that she knew, lifeless on the ground around her. Faces she has grown up with for almost the past decade.

Y/N couldn’t count how many people she loved and held dearly that she had seen dead. Fred Weasley, leaving his other half George. Nymphadora Tonks, a beloved Hufflepuff alumni, and Remus Lupin, Harry Potter’s last standing familial figure and spouse to Tonks. Lavender Brown, the Gryffindor that Y/N had grown quite close to while Hogwarts was under the direction of multiple death eaters. Colin Creevey, the young muggle-born Gryffindor who stood incredibly brave, and another close friend of Y/N’s.

~•.*✰

While attempting to save another young student, Y/N was hit with the Cruciatus Curse, and was severely attacked by multiple Death-Eaters. She could barely feel the pain, when her eyes focused on a head full of white hair that was speeding to wear she lay in a puddle of her own blood in the Forbidden Forest.

“How did you get out here? Why are you out here, Y/N?” Draco’s voice was deeper, aged, yet frantic and shaking. “Oh Merlin, you’re bleeding so much. We need to get you to the Great Hall.”

“Draco?” Y/N’s quiet voice asked. “What are you doing here?” Her voice was trembling, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. She touched his face, leaving a bloody handprint behind. She tried to convince herself that he really was here, that he really was trying to get her help, and he wasn’t just a hallucination from the blood loss.

“Close your eyes.” Draco instructed.

A moment passed, and Y/N felt her stomach drop as if she were on a fast roller coaster.

“I need help! Help!” She soon heard Draco screaming, his voice cracking with every syllable. Bustling voices around her had forced her to open her eyes, and she soon realized he had apparated both of them into the Great Hall. Molly Weasley, a dear friend of Y/N’s mother, rushed over as two students behind her carried a cot.

They transferred her onto the cot, working as quickly as they could to heal the wounds without any more blood loss. Y/N was walking the thin line of unconsciousness, but refused to let herself pass out while Draco was still near her.

She knew he worried too much. The creases permanently etched into his forehead told her enough.

With the remaining strength Y/N had, she reached towards him to grab his hand. His eyes snapped down to her the second she made contact with his hand, and he clasped it in both and immediately started planting tear-filled kisses along every inch of her exposed skin.

“You’re gonna be alright. Everything is going to be fine. Please, stay awake. Stay awake for me, Y/N/N. Please.”

~•.*✰

“Wow, so Dad was a softie!” Y/N’s and Draco’s eldest daughter, Lyra, exclaimed.

“Yes, he really was.” Y/N smiled warmly, laying her hand atop Draco’s as they sat on the couch.

“So, that’s how you got that scar? It’s cool!” Scorpius piped in, pointing to Y/N’s stomach, where a prominent white scar lead up to her shoulder, meeting the three scars on her back from her fourth year.

“Mom, you have had some crazy accidents. How did Dad never have heart attacks?” Cassi asked, leaning forward in complete and utter amusement.

“Oh, I can promise you, Dad did have heart attacks. I enjoy keeping him on his toes.” Y/N winked, leaning back into Draco, who had an arm over her shoulder.

“Can you tell us about the tournament again, Mom? Please?” Scorpius begged, pouting.

“I think it’s about time for you three to go to bed, hm? Mom’s had enough revisiting her very, very dangerous experiences throughout her years at school. Let’s get you all to bed, shall we? Big day tomorrow.” Draco piped in, pushing himself off the couch and helping his children stand from the carpet.

“I’m nervous for tomorrow! First day of fourth year. I wonder if mine will be as adventurous as Moms.” Lyra said, walking slowly to her room.

“And first day of third for me. I hope I get to meet a Hippogriff like you did your third year, Dad.” Scorpius followed his sister through the hallway to their bedrooms.

“And first day of Hogwarts for our darling little Cassiopeia, isn’t that right?” Y/N appeared behind them, scooping her youngest up and planting kisses everywhere on her face. Cassi squealed, giggling loudly as Y/N continued walking to their separate rooms.

“Goodnight, my darling lovebugs.” Y/N said, blowing kisses through each of the open doorways to her children.

“Goodnight, my favorite troublemakers. Get some sleep, or I’ll have the boggarts come scare you!” Draco laughed mischievously, just before getting whacked lightly upside the head by his wife. She quietly scolded him, and he put his hands up in mock surrender.

“Goodnight! Love you the mostest.” Cassi peeped up, flicking her tiny wrist to turn off her lamp.

“Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight, Dad. Thank you for telling us the story again.” Scorpius yawned, turning on his side and doing just as his sister had done to turn off his lamp.

“Thank you, for reminding us again how cool our parents are. Love you guys.” Lyra said, snapping lightly to turn out her lamp. She always was a bit more advanced than her brother and sister.

Y/N quietly closed all three doors, before heading to her and Draco’s room to finally get some sleep. It wasn’t long before they were both dozing off, Y/N in Draco’s arms.

“Goodnight, my love.” Draco whispered, planting a kiss into Y/N’s hair.

“Goodnight, Dray. I love you.” She whispered back, her eyes closing and letting sleep finally take over.

Even though she struggled to get the happy ending she wanted after fourth year, she could now proudly say she was a part of a loving family with the boy she had loved since she was 14. She was has happy, healthy, and healed as she could be.

And that was her perfect happy ending.

~•.*✰

final a/n: as you can guess, Cassi is named after the constellation Cassiopeia and Lyra is also named after a constellation! I didn’t want Scorp to be an only child, so I gave him an older and a younger sister. I hope you all enjoyed, I really love this and now I’m mad at the lack of storyline after the war for Draco >:( anyways I just like smacked this out in 20 minutes because I’ve been in a Draco loving mood recently?????? Ok lol but I hope y’all enjoyed!!

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trial and error pt. 2 [senku x reader]

NOT ME FORGETTING TO POST CHAPTER TWO LMAOOO SORRY HERE IT IS THO

SHIPPING: SENKU X READER

PREMISE: [Name] had always known Senku was a little bit of an oddball but that’s what made him so interesting to her as children. Now in the Stone World, he’s only even more interesting what with his claims about shooting up to a million years worth of technology back, but some things never change with him; specifically on the concept of love. As a way to get him to think about it as something other than “disgusting feelings” she proposes for him to think of it differently, though it seems to be going in a direction she never expected.

PART ONE - PART TWO - PART THREE

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CHAPTER TWO: CONTEMPLATION

How did I get myself into this situation? [Name] asked herself desperately, watching Ruri shuffle around her hut, staring at the dresses given by the village women lined up neatly on the floor. She held up a blue dress [Name]’s way, who only stared at the shortened skirt. Just the look alone was enough for Ruri to understand that she didn’t like it, causing her to giggle at the reaction.

“You don’t seem to be happy about this even though you were the one who gave Senku the idea.” Ruri stated as she kneeled behind her to start braiding [Name]’s unruly hair.

“Just because I gave him the idea doesn’t mean I wanted to be his little test subject.” [Name] groaned. An unreadable look passed Ruri as she watched the younger girl’s growing discomfort. If she was even more redder, she would’ve matched what she had looked like a few hours ago.

“Huh?” [Name] asked as she stared at Senku, who only looked at her pointedly. Quickly, blood rushed on every part of her face as she started stutter. “Wha--I--you did not just say what I thought I heard you say.”

“What part did you not understand?” Senku asked dismissively, talking as if he hadn’t just asked out his childhood friend on a date. “I might as well take you on one to get good feedback. No one else gives any as specifc as you.”

Feedback.

Feedback.

The word kept repeating in [Name]’s head, almost making her dizzy. What did she expect, though? She told him, a scientist, to treat it like an experiment. Test a hypothesis. She was pretty sure he only wanted to take her in particular because (1) he wanted good feedback, like he had said, and (2) if there was even a slight chance he was going to take another girl on a date, Senku was going to force [Name] to come along to examine and analyze. Which was, by common sense, not really going to be a date.

“Oi, you don’t say that to a girl, especially if you just asked her out.” Chrome called out, punching Senku on the shoulder. “Not to mention isn’t that a breach in--what was it? Ethnics? Right?”

“Ethics.” Gen corrected before nodding in confirmation, looking at the two friends. “There’s a lot of things that could go wrong because you’re not following the right rules here, Senku-chan. Wouldn’t it be better to just pair up two different villagers who are single and see how romance can be attainable from there?”

[Name] could see slight movements from her side, where a few of the younger villagers turned a hue of pink as they glanced at one another, probably thinking about the prospect of being one of Senku’s experiements. Seeing that the benefits outweighing the negative prospects (not getting injured in any way possible, no one being able to see them except possibly Senku, and the prospects of a lover), it looked like a few of them were already making the decision to be part of it.

But this was Senku. He wasn’t about to play matchmaker if he himself couldn’t even find a reason to think that love wasn’t some illogical construct to fill up human loneliness. She wasn’t the only who was thinking that, though, as Kohaku spoke up.

“But this is about Senku thinking he can’t have those types of feelings so its gonna have to be him.” She replied blandly. “[Name] was probably chosen because he wants her to be there to watch him for any signs, regardless if its here being taken on a date or not.”

“That and she proposed the idea so she’s going to do it.” Senku piped up, sending [Name] a teasing grin.

[Name], burning even redder, stuttered some more. “You-You’ve got to be kidding me Senku. This must be some type of joke. I only said that to make conversation.”

“It was an interesting conversation and a weird statement that I wanna experiment on. Nothing less expected from you, though, [Name].” Senku replied as he kept slurping at the last of his ramen. “Besides its not like you have anything to do tonight.”

“Yeah, but--wait, tonight? Don’t you have get things in order--start out a claim, set up the experiment?” [Name] rambled, now even more confused. 

Kohaku met Chrome’s eyes with a deadpanned expression. Leave it to [Name] to treating it like an actual experiment and finding the faults. Though, Senku wasn’t usually one to leave out so many variables that could ruin the experiment.

“These are special cicumstances; have you ever participated in your own experiments? Adjustments will be made, yeah, but we might as well start it today and talk about it during the date. Just meet me by the bridge tonight. We’ll go to the field, go on a date, and then you can report to me anything you saw. Sound good? Cool. Now lets get back to work.” Senku said, standing up dusting off his pants, leaving a bewildered [Name] and possibly most of the village in his wake.

If it hadn’t been for a few of the village women, [Name] wouldn’t have been pulled out of her daze and internal panic. She’s had crushes on boys, yeah, but going on a date? Not really. She was too busy with school and helping her mother out at the store. There were a few times where she had almost gone on a one, but something always made her call in for a raincheck and then never proceeding afterwards.

But here she was 3,700 years later, sitting in a priestess’s hut, getting ready to go on a date with the world’s biggest asshole.

Kohaku had been the one to think about bringing the younger girl up to Ruri, explaining what had went down. Surprisingly, the village priestess was the least bit shocked about the events, deciding to (calmly) agree anyways to help relieve some of the immense stress [Name] was feeling. At the mention of Ruri helping created some domino effect with the village women, all offering to help [Name] get ready, much to her dismay.

“Its not like Senku’s gonna make the effort to dress nicely. I swear he wouldn’t have showered if I hadn’t made Chrome and Kinro drag him to the river a few days ago! Not to mention he’s only doing this to prove a point; that’s why he’s rushing it so quickly. So I really don’t think all of you should be treating this as anything special.” [Name] tried to reason as she watched the women pull up rope-like jewelry up to her body.

Kohaku scoffed. “Its not like boys know how to take care of themselves in the first place. I’m pretty sure one of the men in the village has his head screwed on properly or most likely Gen is gonna make him dress up just a little bit. Not to mention if this is an experiment then he’s most likely not trying to botch it to just prove a point.”

“Then why was he being so… So…” [Name] trailed off, not quite putting a word on it.

“Adamant?” Ruby offered as she held up a pretty necklace with a jewel attached to it.

“Excited?” Garnet said next as she pushed her chin up to spread something on her mouth. Lipstick? [Name] inquired. I guess the need for makeup never changes after so many years.

“Not really excited but--hold on, didn’t you three want to go on a date with Senku? I thought you’d be mad or something.” [Name] stated, clearly remembering the usual formula of girl’s behaviors during the modern era. It usually involved in some type of “she said he said” situation, where rumors ensued. At the very least, the three sisters should have been upset with her for Senku’s selection in dates.

Sapphire shrugged as she plucked at [Name]’s baggy dress. “We were for a few hours, but we might as well help since you look like you don’t know the first thing about going on a date.”

“Wha--Hey!” [Name] retorted, offended before backtracking. I mean, it’s not like they’re wrong.

“Maybe he actually likes you.” Kohaku suggested as she sat across from [Name]. Silence filled the room as all the girls stared at them. A moment passed between the two girls as they looked at one another until [Name] bursted out laughing, almost smearing her cheek against the lipstick hovering in front of her.

“Not possible. I’m pretty sure he sees me more of a germ than a person. Not to mention he’s never really found the girls in his own grade--the ones older than me--attractive so what’s the likely chance he sees me that way?” She asked when she stopped. She recalled a rumor swirling around the school about Senku rejecting over 10 girls during Valentine’s Day, all of them varying in popularity and looks. 

“You don’t give yourself enough credit, [Name]-san.” Ruri commented as she held another dress up to her, this one looking a little more decent. “You’re easily one of the prettiest girls here.”

“Don’t make me laugh again…” [Name] mumbled to herself, flinching when she felt Sapphire poke at her waist once again. “Oi, why are are you poking me?”

“I’m trying to see what your shape is like so we can let you try on one of the dresses.” Sapphire replied, pouting. “Why do you have to wear such baggy clothes?”

“Practicality.” Was the only response [Name] gave as she tried to keep still when makeup was being put on her.

“That’s a lame excuse. I bet you’re just hiding the fact you have small boobs.”

“My boobs have nothing to do with my clothes. Besides, small boobs or not, it shouldn’t matter what people think about them--!” [Name] yelled out, embarrassed, as a dress was thrown onto her lap.

It was blue, like most of the villager’s clothing, but it seemed more simple and less body-hugging like most of the clothes. It flowed down near the bust, where it had folded nicely around it to adjust to anyone wearing it. The sleeves were puffy and ended where her biceps began, looking kind of like neatly made muffins. Instead of a rope, a thin piece of cloth of the same color was tied to the front, giving a nice, simple finish for the clothing.

If Mom was still alive, she’d probably be looking at how well done this dress was with just a simple loom and needle. [Name] thought as she marveled at the tiny needlework near the waist, creating tiny little flowers near the top. Looking up, she met Ruri’s gentle smile. “That should fit you since one of the village women is identical to your body shape. Now, lets get you dressed; you have to meet up with Senku soon.”

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[riverstardis]

valentine’s day mascara:

i guess classic is the only casualty we’ll be getting for a while then?

cal goading ethan into playing rock paper scissors with him🥺

“magic is lying” ooh lily’s so autistic

“the proceeds of the estate sale to be shared equally, however ethan is to hold caleb’s share in a trust fund with power of attorney until such time as he believes his brother won’t spent the lot on gambling, drink, and women”

iain running straight into the burning building, yup nothing’s changed

cal and ethan both wanting to take the burns patient, “i’ll take it” “why?” “i’m older” “not wiser”

“cal, i take our mother’s request seriously” “I take ouR motHER’S ReQUeST SeriOusLy”

why does cal accuse ethan of letting his patient be guilt tripped into getting married when cal was the one who interrupted ethan treating her to bring his patient in to propose????

ohh iain’s og ptsd

lmaooo the patient’s mum being like “ooh are you going to manhandle me doctor” when ethan asks her to leave and he just looks mildly confused and says no sjskdlfkgk i love him. also similar energy to last week when the patient was like “did the nhs bleach your teeth?” and he was like “i brush them?” (aka thank god they’re writing him in character again)

“i know we don’t know each other very well iain, but look at you. you haven’t had to spent 6 months in a rehabilitation centre but the tiniest mention of afghanistan and you’re sweating like a pig”

lily being like “so sometimes lying is okay?” after the magic show shskdkf

“no, cal, what i don’t love is that even in her will, she put you first and i’m just left to look after you. do you never think for one second how upsetting it is to hear her rattling on about your potential and about how you can be the man you’re supposed to be and not one word about me? ah ethan can you wipe cal’s backside for him? well, who looks out for me, caleb?” :(

it’s hard cause neither of them are in the wrong when it comes to the will thing, like obviously cal’s gonna be upset about knowing she didn’t trust him with the money, and it’s totally valid for ethan to be upset about being overshadowed by cal even in her will and having a responsibility he didn’t want forced on him, it’s on their mum really for putting them in this position

also it’s interesting because cal thinks that ethan’s enjoying lording it over him and not only does ethan’s reaction to him saying that show it obviously isn’t true, but there are few times over the following years where ethan shows that he definitely doesn’t enjoy opportunities to lord over cal but cal never even realises (eg when they both fail their consultant exams and ethan tells cal he got one mark higher even though ethan actually got higher he just knew cal wouldn’t have checked the marks and he wanted to make him feel better). this is where the golden child scapegoat theory about what happened with their dad breaks down for me because it only really makes sense from cal’s perspective.

cal: “my brother’s a better doctor than i’ll ever be” zoe: “i’m not arguing with you am i” SJSKDKFK

“your brother came in 5 minutes ago saying the exact opposite, how you were gonna be a better doctor than anyone else and how we should support you” they both think the other’s the better doctor THEY LOVE EACH OTHER REALLY AHH PERFECT SIBLING DYNAMIC

ethan doing a happy little dance because he won rock paper scissors🥺🥺

drunk lily trying to kiss ash😬

[sodascherrycola]

The Twins’ Birthday Pt.1

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carolineevans Omg it’s crazy to think that my babies are now TEENAGERS!!!! The day you two were born was one of the best days of my life (4th technically oops!) When your father and I found out that we were having twins we were scared and excited. We weren’t really planning on having 1 baby nevertheless 2! It was hard and difficult having to raise 3 kids under the age of 11, but adding two newborns was crazy. I was scared shitless, but you two were just a couple more miracles in disguise. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m so grateful for you babies! Happy 13th birthday Brin and JJ!! Mama loves you !!!!

P.S. thought you might like the photo above, found it looking through albums with dad XD

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brinlou awhhh thanks mama 🥺 ilytttt

jjevs yeah thanks mom, love you too. 😙 (but pls never do XD agian lmaooo)

scottevansinstagram happy birthday weirdos!

adrianalima awhhh they were soo cute, I miss when our babies were that little :’(

carolineevans @adrianalima omgg ikrrr, I wish they could still that little forever

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chrisevans This photo was taken on October 11th 2008, couples hours later Brin and J were born. Saying that my kids who were just tiny peanuts in my arms are teenagers now makes me feel old as hell! You two make your mother and I so proud and you amaze us every day. I love you two so so so much. I love you til’ infinity and beyond. Remember when you guys would only watch toy story? That got annoying real fast. Anyways I’m going off now and your mom is watching me type this and she’s telling me to wrap it up so yeah, I love you guys a lot, Happy Birthday!!

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carolineevans YOU WERE TAKING TOO LONG!!!! Not my fault you go on about toy story still.

angieevanss @carolineevans LOL WHAT! Why are y’all fighting about this rn??

jjevs @angieevanss​ I can practically hear mom’s southern accent coming out through the screen rn, and I’m fucking scared! LMAO

carolineevans @jjevs James Jacob, you better not be cussing right now.

brinlou @jjevs ooooouuuu you’re in troubleeee 😭😭😭

jjevs anywayyssss thanks dad 🤠

brinlou yeah thanks daddy 🥳

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jackevans Happy Birthday to these two idiots! I remember when mom and dad brought you home and y’all starting crying and I told mom to return you. I’m still waiting on that. Shipping is expensive I guess 🤷‍♂️

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jjevs gee thanks jacks I love you too brother 🥱 (not)

brinlou I hope that doesn't apply to me ryan....

jackevans @brinlou oh no of course not I like you.

jjevs *sings happy birthday to me slowly and sadly while rain falls down on my window pane*

livcameron @jjevs Happy Birthday John!!!!!

jjevs @livcameron shut up liv, just let me be sad

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livcameron So anyways Happy Birthday to my little sister Brinley and not John cause he wants to be rude. I love you baby sis! Forever and Always...and I guess you too JJ.

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Olivia_Rodrigo Not you guys dragging JJ on his birthday 😭😭😭

angieevanss @Olivia_Rodrigo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNBemOQELkQ

carolineevans @angieevanss​ NOT THE KIM K VIDEO!!!!!!!!

lizzobeeating @carolineevans NOT CAROLINE JOKING FOR ONCE

chrisevans @lizzobeeating RIGHT she’s so serious all the time

carolineevans @chrisevans​ I thought you were on my side :(

chrisevans @carolineevans always baby 😝

[ultimatetornshipper]

Daminette December Day 5

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I can’t believe I’m doing this oms, Sweaters didn’t exist okay? I had no choice!! lmaooo no regrets tho, I’m loving where this fic is going. 

Anyway thank you for everyone who left such lovely comments on the previous chapter I literally almost cried thank you!!

Princes and Pedestals

Chapter 5 – Sweater

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“Oh I can’t wait to show you the stables, we each have our own horse. I named mine Lavender, since my favorite color is purple. Cass's is named Rose, Dick's is Robin, Damian’s is Ace, Tim named his Cloud and Jason...,” Stephanie stopped walking and released Marinette’s hand, turning around, she sighed, “Well, you should know, Jason was ten when he got his and the horse had been sick and well... it resulted in him naming the poor animal Sweater. He refuses to change it,”

Marinette laughed at Stephanie’s clear annoyance with this fact. She’d come to her room this morning and simply insisted that she show her the stables before negotiations regarding their alliance took place. Marinette had agreed, she was coming to quite like this girl and her energetic nature.

Stephanie kept walking, this time at a slower pace, she lead Marinette out of the castle and greeted the gardeners. The servants they passed greeted her back and smiled widely, everyone was clearly fond of her. Marinette couldn’t blame them, Stephanie’s energy was contagious.

“You’ll probably get your own one-,” she started, before interrupting herself, eyes widening, she laughed nervously, “I mean if you stay long enough you’ll practically be family so I wouldn’t be surprised, if you got one, that is,”

Marinette thought her behavior was strange but she’d found that questioning Stephanie’s actions only led to more questions.

“Hey Steph, wait up!” someone yelled. Marinette turned towards the voice, seeing Prince Richard approaching them. He was the only brother at the summer castle she hadn’t informally met yet.

When he caught up to them, he nodded his head to her, “Your Majesty,”

She returned the gesture, smiling, “Your Highness, feel free to call me Marinette,”

She saw approval flicker across his eyes, he smiled back, “As long as you agree to call me Dick. Where are you two ladies going this fine morning?”

Stephanie rolled her eyes at him and started walking again, “Calm down, worry wart, I’m just taking her to the stables. Wanna join us?”

“I’d love to,” Dick replied, walking along with her and Stephanie. He looked towards Marinette, “She tell you about their names yet?”

She nodded slowly, “Yeah, she did. Do you mind me asking why you named yours Robin?”

“Robin was my mother’s nickname,” he said, a sad smile on his face, he shrugged, “I guess when I first got here I just wanted something to remind me of her, naming my horse after her... it helped ease my grief,”

Marinette felt as though a knife was being twisted in her heart, the black dress she wore suddenly heavier than usual. It was then that she realized that she only had two days left before her mourning period was officially over. Two days before a year was over since it had happened.

She realized they were both looking at her, she needed to respond. She looked up and smiled at him, nodding, “I can understand that,”

Stephanie touched her shoulder and looked her in the eye, “I-,”

Marinette gave her a meaningful look and shook her head. Stephanie searched her gaze for a few seconds before she nodded solemnly and opened the door they’d stopped in front of. She walked through and started pointing out which horse was which.

The atmosphere was heavier than it had been, but as they progressed it seemed to lift. Marinette zoned them out slightly, making all the right faces and noises. She wouldn’t be surprised if they knew she was faking it, given their demonstrated ability to read people, but she couldn’t bring herself to care in the moment.

She thought back. There really only was two days left. A year ago today they’d been laughing, playing card games and pretending that everything was alright. They'd known the end was near and wanted the last few days of his life to be happy.

Outside his room the atmosphere had been sad, Rose was crying while Juleka softly scratched her back. Nino had been torn apart, clutching on to Alya's hand for dear life, the red head trying to console him. And Marinette... Marinette had held herself together. She held all of them together.

And when he finally faded, she’d made herself go numb, but people looked at her like she was seconds away from falling apart anyway. And maybe she was.

She hadn’t been able to take it, though. She’d disappeared for a week under the guise of going on a mission. She went to their base near the north western shore and there she cried more than she thought anyone should be able to. Chloe and Luka had kept everyone away at her request and she’d screamed and mourned and grieved. But after that week she didn’t shed a single tear again.

She returned and refused to speak about what she’d done during her week or where she’d gone. She’d comforted everyone else and after a few days they stopped asking questions. She’d organized his funeral and worn her black dresses.

And she’d been wearing them ever since, they were the only outward sign that anything was possibly wrong.

She never spoke of it. But she only had two days left. Tomorrow a year ago he died. And she had no idea how she was going to make it out alive.

After half an hour in the stables listening to Stephanie and Dick's stories they made their way inside and had breakfast before she met up with Master Fu to finalize their thoughts and preparations for the negotiations of the alliance.

She sat next to him on one of the many benches in the castle hall. After a few seconds, she broke the silence, “He’s my match,”

Master Fu nodded slowly, “I sensed it too, you have the ring then?”

She nodded and removed said object from one of the many pockets in her gown. She curled her fist tightly around it.

“I assume you wish to offer him the position?” he said, still only staring straight ahead.

“Yes,” she replied, her heart heavy, responsibility weighing her down.

“I trust you, Guardian,” he said, pausing, he looked at her, “I am proud of who you’ve become Marinette,”

The words meant more to her than she wanted them to, she didn’t want to care what he thought. It was because of him that the ring had been given to the wrong person in the first place. He hadn’t even told them when he’d realized and it lead to the boy she’d loved’s death.

They reviewed the terms of the alliance and headed over to the room where negotiations would take place.

When she entered everyone inside stood, proper greetings were exchanged and everyone sat. The king and all the children she’d met were sitting on one side of the table, she and Master Fu sat down on the other side.

The atmosphere was different here. Stephanie smiled at her but it didn’t really reach her eyes. They had something on the line, Marinette was itching to know what.

Had she been wrong in thinking they didn’t need this alliance as much as she and her court did?

They discussed the terms and though a few compromises were made, it all went over rather smoothly. She and King Bruce did most of the talking while the others rarely spoke.

“Right, now that we have most of the details sorted out, we have a proposal for the type of alliance we wish to establish,” King Bruce said, she noticed all the siblings tense, Damian's destruction and chaos spiked. That was strange, did they know something of this proposal?

“Yes?” she replied warily, all eyes were on her, but she kept her gaze locked on the King.

“I propose we strengthen this alliance with a marriage, between you and my son,” he said simply.

The room held its breath. She saw Fu move, about to reply but she held her hand up to stop him. She was intrigued by his offer, and if could easily work out in her favor if she played her cards right.

She held the King’s gaze, she had a feeling she already knew the answer but she asked anyway, “Which one?”

“Damian, my youngest,” he replied immediately. She’d been right, this would make her life much easier. It also showed her that, for some reason, they needed this alliance too.

She looked at where the siblings were sitting, they were all staring at her, clearly trying to gouge her reaction. But she kept her face perfectly blank.

Then she made the mistake of meeting his gaze. The green eyes flung her back in time and for a second she felt the façade slip.

Live for both of us, m’lady. The words rung through her ears. The words had been haunting her for almost a year. One of the last things he had said to her, a different kind of desperation in his eyes, he wanted her to move on, to be happy, to live.

She quickly snapped back to reality and put back her mask, but they’d seen it, the dent in her armor. Their reactions were varying levels of confusion, curiosity and understanding.

She turned to the King, “I have one condition,”

The entire room tensed again, even Fu didn’t know what she was going to say, but she didn’t let it stop her.  

“Which would be?” he replied, he was intrigued, but wary of what she’d said. That was good, she had his attention.  She just needed to phrase her words right, she needed to give Damian a choice in this too, somehow.

“Anyone I marry needs to be able to rule alongside me. In order to do that, he needs to wield a miraculous, but it can’t be just any miraculous. He needs to be able to accept the responsibility of wielding the Black Cat miraculous,” she put it down on the table and their eyes jumped back and forth between her and the ring.

She turned to Damian and fisted her dress in her hand when his eyes met hers, she needed to explain further, she needed to speak, she could freak out later, “I’ll give you a day to consider my condition, in that time I’ll entrust you with the miraculous, you can get to know Plagg, the miraculous’s kwami,” he nodded. She stood and pushed the ring forward so that he could take it.

“Does this mean you accept?” Dick asked, eyes now fully focused on her, the tension still there.

“If Damian accepts my condition, then yes, I accept,” she said simply, hoping that would ease his worry.

It didn’t. He stayed tense, his siblings all in similar conditions as the silence stretched after his words. Marinette looked over them, what could be worrying them so much?

“Um... Marinette, I – we,” Stephanie said hesitantly, gesturing to her and her siblings, “We were wondering if you'd be able to stay in Gotham instead of him moving to – well we know you lead the whole Order and everything but we don’t want to lose him, you know. And I know it’s a lot to ask but...,” she looked at Marinette, and she could see her desperation. So that’s what it was. They didn’t want to loose Damian.

She considered her options. She liked these people, and it wasn’t like she ruled a country, she wasn’t tied down to one place. It wasn’t like them and Gotham where they had to stay in the country.

All she’d have to do is move home base to Gotham and have her court travel and live here, she wanted to be near them. She also wanted to find a place as close to the Castle as possible, but it wouldn’t be hard considering Damian would be her husband.

She pushed the association she’d once had with the word away.

Maybe it would do them all good to move on. To make new memories in a new place. It would certainly do her good not to be somewhere she had made memories with him.

She turned her focus to the siblings. She was pretty sure Cassandra was holding Damian’s arm under the table, Damian was toying with the ring, but his face was resigned. Jason was staring at her as though through willpower alone he could convince her to let Damian stay with them. Dick and Stephanie both looked hopeful and desperate. The King had a blank look on his face but she had no doubt that he, too, was on the edge of his seat.

She met Stephanie’s gaze and gave her a soft smile, “Sure,”

“Sure? What do you mean? Like sure he can – you two- you'll both stay with us like at home?” Jason said, already standing, hands on the table. The others stared at her in varying degrees of surprise and shock. Cass was smiling at her.

She nodded, “I just need to move my Court's home base to Gotham. If he accepts the ring and its responsibilities, I’d be willing to have them move here too,”

Steph stood and ran around the table, grabbing her in a tight hug, “ Thank you,” she said softly.

Marinette felt her heart warm at how much they cared. Damian was staring at her in shock, his mouth slightly hanging open. Dick had a huge smile and Bruce was looking apologetic for Stephanie’s actions.

Marinette looked at this family of people, who she doubted would be related in most situations, and how well they fit.

She watched as Jason squeezed Damian’s shoulder and Dick hugged him from behind. Cass ran a hand softly through his hair and said something to him that made him smile.

She felt her heart long for that kind of familiarity. 

Stephanie pulled back from the hug but held on to her arm. The blonde smiled at her fondly, and Marinette suddenly had a feeling that maybe, it was only a matter of time before she’d have it.

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