#hehehehe. finally drawing the band.

[anglerfishjellies]

When Mirror in the Creek stepped onto the auditioning stage of Battle of the Bands, a hush fell over the audience. Partly because the crowd had no idea who they were- outside of their obsessive fanbase- since Mirror in the Creek were one of the lesser known bands compared to their competition that night. But really, it was the calm-before-the-storm presence of their frontman, Oscar Clark, that silenced the room. Clark is a paradox in motion: quiet but commanding, deeply introspective but unflinchingly bold. In the weeks since Mirror in the Creek took their place on the controversial reality show, Clark and his bandmates—Rowan Hart (guitarist), Iris De Luca (keyboardist), Devyn Powell (bassist, background vocals), and new drummer August Pierce—have sparked heated debates, from accusations of cheating to rumors of backstage feuds.

Source: thebeat.com

Happy late 2 years, Infamous! I drew this quite a while ago, but figured it might be a good time to post anyway

[stfrancisprayer]

WOAH, HERSHEY BARS!! HISTORY IS FULL OF WARS

[mykingdomforapen]

if you still feel like answering the writing ask meme: 1, 11, 13, 18, 22, and 68? Hope you're doing well!

Hehehehe I love answering questions :))

Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

I love daydreaming about it first! It makes me excited about the story, and I also love rewatching the movies in my mind of blorbos and stories hehehe. I've had something of a beloved routine where I sort of imagine certain scenes as I'm about to fall asleep.

11. Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

I almost always write scenes in order! There are many moments that I can only fully realise after going through the journey of the story as the characters do. Certain emotional arcs that I would have missed had I only went with Plan A, or motifs/parallels/foreshadowing that I didn't think of including until I'm in the moment. I will jump backwards, but never forwards.

13. Do you listen to music while you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

YESSss I listen to music when I write, and very specific mood setting music. Whether it is thematically relevant, or its melody evokes emotions in me that fit the mood of the story even if the lyrics are not entirely relevant. I have certain songs that I associate to certain stories for sure.

For example, in spinning silk I listened to a lot of Kuchikamizake Trip during Chapter 6, when Cheng Xiaoshi falls through his different death scenes. For the finale, chapter 8, I was exclusively listening to Katawaredoki on loop, and I was sitting in the middle seat of a plane to Hong Kong and I had that song downloaded because I had no internet access. courage of stars wouldn't be what it has become were it not for Saturn by Sleeping at Last, naturally. But I also listened to Mercury by Sleeping at Last while writing chapter 12 and Repentance by Gable Price and Friends while writing chapter 13 & 14. And because these are about future chapters, I'll go ahead and say that they were for mood setting melodies, rather than because of their lyrics.

Right now, I'm playing with a new Link Click WIP. I'm listening to the Boy and the Heron OST by Joe Hisaishi on loop, mainly for its relevance :).

But in general? Sleeping At Last is THE band to listen to while writing. They have rescued me SO MUCH and they're beautiful. They have both lyrical songs and orchestral instrumentals, the perfect balance.

18. Do you enjoy research? Which fic of yours required the most research?

Because I love history, and I tend to write history-influenced fics, I do love research! I love aiming for accuracy in my stories, not to be pedantic about it but to make it feel as immersed into the setting as possible. One time, I was writing a fic that took place in Reading, England. A place that I've never been to, but because of looking things up and incorporating what I learned, a reader who actually was from Reading left me a comment saying how much they appreciated that, and it made me happy that those details could be meaningful to someone!

The fic I researched for the most....it could either be here be dragons (1917) or indeed, courage of stars. The difference is that here be dragons, which takes in WWII-era Reading, England, I did a lot of external research about the civilian experience of war, a day in the life of during that era, rationing, etc. as well as drawing from my uni background. It's weird calling courage of stars research when it was really me asking my family lots of questions, for purposes outside of fic, and I just happened to be able to incorporate what I learned into fic.

22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

It depends on the story! Fics that I knew very quickly what the title would be, in some cases even before I finished writing it, are: here be dragons, today is such a good day, (Ted Lasso), and Jacob and Esau say their goodbyes (Thor). Others I have to finish it until I can tell what they are meant to be because of a theme of the story that had grown as I wrote it, like finally (The Bear), irreplaceable (Falcon and the Winter Soldier), and priceless (Squid Game). I also LOVE quoting poems, Bible verses, songs, etc. that are relevant to the story: greater love has no one than this (Trigun Stampede) which is part of a Bible verse, therefore, dark past, (Ted Lasso) which is from one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems, the prison disappears (FatWS) which is from a letter written by Vincent van Gogh, and more fics drawing from a line from The Little Prince, A Separate Peace, and various Sleeping At Last songs. Those usually come to me upon after writing it.

68. Are there any fics that influenced you to write the way you do?

There are so many fic writers that I admire and wish to emulate, but end up never being able to. There are also fics that, especially when I was younger, left SUCH an impression on me that they inspired me to write an original novel (if I got a nickel for every time this happened, I would get two nickels, which is not much but it's weird it happened twice). Both those fics were not on Ao3 and are essentially impossible for me to find again, btw. One was a Durarara!! fic and another was a Thor and Loki fic. I'm definitely a Frankenstein's monster of many writers I admire, both fic writers and published writers.

I will say that Markus Zusak a la The Book Thief fame has definitely influenced the way I write metaphors and turns of phrases. Hands down, that man makes magic with words, it's insane.

Thank you so much for asking me questions!! I love to share my thoughts heeheehee.

From this ask meme!

[oll13v3r]

Okay okay okay I'm working on a Spiderverse fic based on if I was in it because the hyperfixation is hitting very hard right now. I haven't figured out what the main plot will be yet but here's what I have come up with so far!! I think I'm going to post it on Wattpad and (maybe) on here chapter-by-chapter!!! Also. Hart is not my real last name. Also some of the ideas are contradictory, my brain thought of them in the order they are listed. There's still quite a few more complex ideas in my brain

HERE IT IS!!!!:

Oliver hart, the one and only spider man.

Started a band with Hobie and Gwen, being the singer and piano player.

Does not like Miguel in the slightest, but is still there to try and change everything, as well to have some control of what is going on in the situation. 

Had to overcome the freezing up aspect of his anxiety

Gets triggered frequently but is able to face through it by wearing the mask

The only ones who have seen him cry without his mask on are Hobie and Gwen.

Hobie and Gwen absolutely adore his art, and he thinks the both of them are the absolute shit.

Finds the disabled spider man really lovely (I don’t remember her line, but I found it really silly that she made the crutch joke because that’s shit I would do heheheh)

Thought that Gwen’s outfit was really cool with the trans colors

Thinks pavitr is fucking rad as hell

Stammers a lot, but is still really silly and good at thinking on the spot

It took him a while to get strong enough to sling himself around, but is not very good at slinging himself through tight spaces because he’s fat.

Compares himself to the other spiders a lot

Genuinely scared of Miguel because of how much he reminds him of his dad.

Definitely helped Hobie get parts for the watches, going out of his way to keep tabs on him because he’s terrified of his band mates getting hurt.

Thinks miles is so so cool from all he’s heard about him from gwen. LIKE, ANOTHER COOL ART DUDE??? WHOSE OUTFIT IS SO SO COOL??

Will not hesitate to complain about a bad texture

Him and Pavitr are in the hair exposed gang.

Oliver does have a hood for his hair, but he prefers not to use it when he can because it’s uncomfortable.

HIs headphones have spider webs from all his friends as a momento, as well as to stick to his head.

He got special gear to have a music player inside of his suit.

Likes to point out that he did not choose to be Spiderman, he just chose to help people because he always wanted to do that.

One of his drawings is on Hobie’s guitar, and Hobie signed his piano

The death of one of his uncles, who is a cop, he felt could have been avoided if he was only more nimble and slim, so that’s one of the big things he compares himself to the other spiders to. If only he could have been fast enough.

Hobie and Gwen both know that holding hands reduces Oliver’s anxiety tremendously

Oliver was in his room, recording a song for release before a portal from spider HQ appeared in his room.

 “WHAT IN THE EVER LIVING JESUS FUCKING-” He yelled.

So yeah that was Miguel’s first impression of him

He was very uncomfortable at hq for a while, until Hobie noticed the anarchy symbol on his shoes and they swiftly became friends.

He had already told his parents that he was spiderman because he actually trusts them and know they wont’ tell the public or anything.

HE immediately shot miguel in the face with his web shooter, apologizing profusely afterwards.

He initially found Miguel really goofy 

but once shit hit the fan he no longer found Miguel goofy. Oh me oh my

OH!! I FORGOT TO ADD!! HERE IS HIS DESIGN!!: (The first one is the most accurate design, but the purple one on on the right is also verysimilar to hsi final design.)

[novastarlyght]

The Return of Final Space Live (the rock band AU)!!!

HEY DO YOU GUYS REMEMBER “FINAL SPACE LIVE,” THE ROCK BAND AU I MADE LIKE A YEAR AGO?????

WELL YOU SHOULD BECAUSE I HAVE SOME UPDATED DETAILS FOR IT NOW!!!!!

First, a couple changes to the original details post from last year:

Now that we know about Sheryl: Instead of a spy she was an actress, who met and married John under much less espionage-y pretenses. Unlike canon she and John kept a good relationship and stayed around up until John’s death, which is when she abandoned Gary and disappeared. Gary doesn’t see her again until Final Space becomes successful, 25 years later, and it’s unclear where she was or what she was doing during all that time. It’s Gary’s personal belief that Sheryl only cared about John in order to mooch off his rock star fame and fortune, hence leaving after he died, so he’s hesitant to let her back into his life for fear she just wants to do the same to him now.

Hugh and Gary are now the same age, both being 32. Hugh is now also shorter than Gary, at 5′10’’/~177 cm tall. Gary revels in those 4 inches/~11 centimeters he has on Hugh.

How Gary met Quinn and Hugh is slightly different. He still meets them the same night at a bar, but now at age 27. He gets drunk and tries to hijack a ship (in order to impress Quinn by making her think that it’s his), crashes it, and as a result loses/replaces his arm and gets put on house arrest for several months. During this time, Hugh having bribed someone to find out where Gary lives is the only one who comes to visit him, which is how they become best friends. Once Gary’s house arrest is finished, Hugh offers to let him move into his apartment so they can be roommates. Gary accepts and 5 years later they form Final Space.

Nightfall (who is Quinn’s identical twin sister in this AU)’s real name is now Daria, because I don’t know why I didn’t think of that the first time. Everyone still calls her Nightfall though because her real name embarrasses her. She does NOT think of herself as a Daria at all hahaha

AND NOW THE NEW STUFF!!!

CLARENCE! He’s a used ship salesman who sells Final Space their new tour ship, The Crimson Light, after The Galaxy One is wrecked. Ash and Fox are still his adopted kids and their origins are pretty much the same. While he’s still kind of a shady conman, I like to think he’s a bit less terrible in this AU. He wouldn’t abandon his kids and everyone else like his canon self did towards the end of season 2. Still a disaster bi though and dating Catoloupe. Also fun fact, inspired by one of @jadeyarts‘s headcanons, he’s a shapeshifter! It’s a bit difficult and unpleasant to do however, as shapeshifting requires him to shed his entire skin. Nasty.

Ava is a cyborg and The Crimson Light’s mechanic. I plan to draw her soon but in the meantime imagine a cyborg mix of Winry Rockbell and Sergeant Tamora Calhoun as for what she looks like, especially the latter because Jane Lynch. 8′)

So you might be screaming, especially now that HE IS FREED, WHERE THE HECK IS BOLO IN THIS AU???? WHERE’S OUR BIG FLUFFY TITAN BRO?????? I actually thought of what to do with him last year but forgot to include it in the original details post (whoops) but yeah, he’s the owner of a record label called Interspace Records, which The Infinity Guard (John Goodspeed’s band) was signed to! He was good pals with John and the band and still has a lot of photos of them together and music awards that they’ve won hanging up in his office. Gary often goes to him for advice and guidance, which he does his best to give. Also he’s just a regular alien now, not a Titan (Titans probably don’t exist in this AU), and much smaller, about 12 feet/~366 cm tall. He wears suits with a lot of quirky ties because even for being so powerful and wise, he’s got a silly side too as we’ve seen, heheheh.

Bolo’s Gatekeeper is now his personal Secretary at Interspace Records. Still dislikes sass.

Lord Commander is signed to a label known as, you guessed it, Invictus Records, which is owned by a rather mysterious woman who calls herself “Vicky.” I’ve already started drawing her so more on her once I finish that~❤︎

Some of Final Space’s musical influences: Queen, Pink Floyd, Aerosmith, The Who, KISS, David Bowie, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Muse, Weezer and of course, Kenny Loggins! They have a very classic rock meets pop/alternative rock sound!

Some of Lord Commander’s musical influences: Metallica, Black Sabbath, Nirvana, Green Day, Nine Inch Nails, Slipknot, Smashing Pumpkins, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy and Pierce the Veil. His sound is VERY metal/punk with lots of hardcore, crazy guitar solos and dark, artistic lyrics. A true idol to all the emos and edgelords of the universe.

[hikari-kaitou]

Seasonal Wardrobe Change (translated from Naruhodo Fan Book)

Intro: The seasons are in transition and the first days of summer are finally here. Phoenix and friends may look like they wear the same outfit year-round, but naturally they change things up with the seasons… right?!

Phoenix: What a day… I’m back.

Pearl: Welcome back, Mr. Nick! I’ve got some iced tea ready for you.

P: Thanks. That’ll get me feeling human again.

Maya: So? So? How’d it go? Did they request your services?

P: No, they uh… decided to go with someone else.

M: Whaaaat?! How come?!

P: Who knows. I went to all the trouble of going to meet them at the detention center and everything. What a waste of time.

M: They’re a murder suspect, right? They were the ones who called us.

P: This isn’t good. We haven’t had any clients this month.

M: Hmmm…what do you think the problem could be, Pearly?

Pl: Hmmm… perhaps it’s because you look so tired?

M: I think you might’ve overdone it during the holiday weekend, Nick.

P: ...yeah, and whose fault was that again?

M: Come to think of it, I’ve been on kind of a bad luck streak recently too.

Pl: How has your luck been recently, Mr. Nick?

P: Let’s see… lucky enough to win small prizes at drawings at least.

M: Oh yeah? What’d you win?

P: I bought a CD and I won a version with exclusive songs on it.

Pl: What sort of music do you listen to, Mr. Nick?

P: I’ve been into punk rock recently. There’s this band called Galaxy Devil: Killer Panthers.

M: Whoever thought up a name like that must be a real genius.

P: It matches the music. Their t-shirt designs are pretty terrible too.

Pl: But I’m happy for you, Mr. Nick! That’s some impressive luck you have!

M: Impressively bad, more like.

P: Now that I think of it, it’s June already, huh? Time for a seasonal wardrobe change, I guess.

Pl: Um, what might a “seasonal wardrobe change” be?

P: ...It’s pretty much exactly what it sounds like. I’m not sure how else to explain it.

M: Well, imagine you’re a shrimp. It’d be like if you went from being battered in breadcrumbs to tempura batter.

Pl: ….Oh, I see!

P: It’s actually nothing like that, but ok.

M: Right then, Pearly! Time to dig out something really summery!

Pl: Got it!

P: What do you mean, summery? You wear those same clothes year round.

M: Heheheh… man, you can be a real dummy sometimes.

Pl: Our outfits actually have a summer version too.

P: Oh, really? ...What’s different?

Pl: I would say it’s the material. I don’t really understand how it works, but it feels lighter and cooler.

P: What kind of material is it, Maya?

M: Umm… probably that one kind. You know the one. It’s called, like… polypropylene.

P: What the heck is polypropylene?

M: Doesn’t the word polypropylene sound breezy and cute?

P: Admit it, you just wanted to say the word polypropylene, didn’t you?

M: Mm… well, what can I say? Sometimes a girl’s just gotta say the word polypropylene.

P: Polypropylene is a synthetic fiber, isn’t it?

M: Anyway Nick, you’re one to talk!

P: Huh? What do you mean?

M: Look what you’re wearing. It’s the same blue suit and pink tie you always wear.

P: What, I change my undershirt every day.

Pl: Of course.

P: Well, I guess I’d better dig out my summer clothes soon too huh.

M: Your polypropylene ones?

P: When I was at the detention center today it was so hot I had to take off my jacket before the meeting with the potential client.

M: It gets pretty hot in this office too. Go on and take off you jacket, Nick.

P: Hahhh, jeez. Finally I can relax.

Pl: Oh, Mr. Nick…!

P: Mm? What’s up, Pearls?

Pl: I can see the letters on your undershirt through your dress shirt!

P: Oh crap! I was in such a rush this morning I just threw my dress shirt on over the shirt I slept in!

M: Wait… don’t tell me you were wearing that when you went to the detention center.

P: Well, yeah, actually… why, what does it say?

M: “I’LL KILL YOU!!!” …in big, bold letters.

P: Huh?

Pl: Um, you said you met with the defendant person like that, right?

M: Well no wonder they didn’t want you defending them!

P: Wait, this is my Galaxy Devil: Killer Panthers shirt!

Pl: ...You have some impressive luck, Mr. Nick.

M: Yeah, impressively bad.

[the-fiction-witch]

Girl Nextdoor P2

REAL LIFE: COUPLE; TBS X READER RATING: SMUT

I yawned as I gently woke up the birds tweeting outside and the warm cosy covers keeping me in my sleepy state, I sat up having a stretch feeling the familiar stiffness in my boxers. I could hear my parents and Ava downstairs yelling at the TV and having there breakfast so I smirked a little laying down and cuddling with the other pillow the one y/n snuggled with yesterday slipping my hand under my waistband and pumping fast and hard "uhhhh... Uuuuuhhh.... Y/n! Y/n!" I moaned as I got closer and closer before finally "uuh uh- uuuuuhhhhh!" I moaned as I finished it sounding so raspy with my throat this morning, ummmm I can't wait to go over to hers today, I wonder what she has planned for us, so I got up having a nice long bath making sure I was squeeky clean and I looked nice for her wearing the jeans I normally where when I wanna fool around with myself, as they are easy to get undone and comfy to have my hand down so if... Y/n wants to do anything with me it won't be complicated for her making sure everything was perfect and going downstairs to the door "Where are you off to?" My dad asks quickly before I left "Y/n's?" I answered pointing to nextdoor "Why?" He asked "To finish watching our movie we started yesterday?" I lie "How long you gonna be at y/n's?" He asks "Uhhh all day probably" I answered "Come on" he says going off to his office so I sighed going inside "I don't want to pry... But are you and y/n?" He began "Are we what?" I ask "Thomas, you and y/n have been best friends since we moved here, is there something going on between you two now that your... Both... Older" he says and I couldn't stop some blush flooding to my cheeks "Maybe" I shrug "Do whatever the two of you want" he smirked "but whatever you do, you keep your doors shut, close Windows, Don't do stuff like in a living room or kitchen because that's just dam discussing" he says "and whatever you do with each other, do it safely" he says handing me a condom from his draw I smirked taking it and putting it in my pocket "don't go brining home no babies Thomas" he warns "Got it" I laughed "I don't want to be a grandfather" he warns "Okay okay dad I get it, no babies" I laughed "Go on then, she'll be waiting for you" he says so I happily left the house and went out to the street and over to y/n's knocking on her door and her mum opened it "Oh hello Thomas, she's upset go on up" she smiled "were off out in a minute so I'm sure we'll see you later" she smiled as I went in "Yeah see you" I smiled before rushing up the stairs and across to her room opening her little door and quickly shutting it again locking it behind me as I looked into her room, I like y/n's room something about it always feels so cosy, but the room looked empty, the TV off and the curtians still drawn even the light off, till I spotted the unbrushed mop of beautiful y/h/c hair just poking out the top of the purple duvet I smiled going over and sitting on her bed and pulling the purple duvet and little blanket down to see her sweet face still sleeping she groaned a little her nose wrinkling up before she tugged the duvet back up covering most of her face again I laughed at her a little and pulled the duvet down and gave her lips a kiss making her stur "Good morning" I whispered "Ummm no" she grumbled turning away from me "Awww y/n, Don't you wanna wake up?" I ask "Thomas" she whines "come sleep" she says so I smiled and undid my jeans and climbed into her bed with her pulling her close and giving her a kiss which she sleepily returned I loved cuddling with her when we sleep we laid like this for a while until I heard her bedroom door open but if I moved I would wake y/n so I stay still "Aww look at them?" Her mother smiled "Should we wake them?" Her father asks "We really should" she says "but they look so cute and happy together" "Ughmmmm" y/n sleepily moans shuffling closer nuzzling into my neck and I smiled nuzzling close to her little head "There so sweet, let's leave them alone, let them sleep" he says they shut the door and left I heard there car pulling off he drive and when it did she sat up and yawned with a little stretch "Humm good morning" I smiled "Hello" she smiled giving me a kiss "what are you doing snuggled in my bed?" She asks "You wanted me to" I smiled "I did?" She yawns and i laughed and nodded "You told me to come sleep with you" I laughed "So I did" she smiled nuzzling closer again so I hugged her tight "So? What do you wanna get up to today?" I ask her "Lots of things" she smiled "Yeah? Like what?" I ask "Well... Much more then some make outs Thomas" she giggled slyly Running her fingers down my chest "More then a make- ooh! You you mean..." I stuttered "If you wanted to of course" she smiled "Of course I want to" I blushed "I just I'm just.... I'm still a virgin y/n" I admit slightly pushing her away from our cuddles "I know Thomas" she smiled "I live nextdoor I know your a virgin," she laughs "How do you know?" I ask "Well I've never seen you have a girl in your room other then me...or Ava" she laughs "I could have at someone else's house?" I argue "And being your nextdoor neighbor and best friend, don't you think you would have told me" she laughs "Yeah good point" I nod "Plus it's not very common for boys who aren't virgins to have to work out how to jerk off Thomas" she laughs "You- you heard that!" I complained "You should shut your windows more often" she smiled getting out of bed she only had her little nightie on a little strap night gown with a sloth on the front "look away I wanna get dressed" she complained "Do you have to?" I ask her as I got up from her bed doing up my pants and cuddling her sweet waist "I think you look pretty like this"

"Okay" she smiled taking us both back to the bed

"so... how do we start?" I blushed

"You'll find out" she smiled Moving my hands back to her waist and kissing me I kissed back happily rubbing on her dress a little with my thumb as I felt her hands what had been on my shoulders move down to my chest and then down again to my stomach I froze unable to concentrate on anything but whatever her hands where up to she moved them again gently tugging in the buttons of my jeans I gripped her tightly in shock making her pull away and giggle

"Uhhh uhh Y/n I Uhhh" I stutter

"Is something the matter thomas?" She asks Running her fingers along the waist band of my jeans

"Uhhhhh Y/n what what what are you doing?" I stutter

"Heheheh, just playing" she giggled

"Playing?" I asked

"Playing with you" she smiled as her hand gently began to rub on me

"Uhh! Y/n!" I moaned in shock

"That nice?" She asks still not stopping doing it and I nod my hand where shaking and I was struggling to think straight all I could think about was that gentle rubbing,

The palm of her hand gently cupped me though the rough fabric of my jeans her hands gently moving counterclockwise every so often her fingers would brush against me too I had a choak down moans and groans trying to stay quiet I tested the waters by slipping a hand down and gently having a grip on her soft squishy arse she giggled moving a little closer kissing my neck, I blush as she bit down on my neck sucking hard on the skin "Uuuuhh Y/n!" I groan but she moved away getting up off the bed I was confused sitting up but she sat on the end of the bed and moved to be over me her legs either side of my hips

"Oohh thomas" she giggled

"What?" I ask "what is it Y/n?" I asked worried something was wrong

"Nothing thomas, I'm being impaled that's all" she laughs gently moving her hips onto mine

"Oooohhh my god! Y/n!" I screamed grabbing hold of her bedsheets my eyes rolling back it felt so good I couldn't express how amazing it was to have her doing this to me she giggled a little and her hands slid up my chest until she reached the buttons I didn't stop her I didn't want to my sweet little Y/n getting my clothes off I was having to hold myself back so much if I didn't I would have flipped her over ripped her dress to sheds and made passionate love to her all night long as soon as it was undone she tugged it so I put my arms up letting her slip my shirt off me and throw it to the floor I was breathless already and desperate but I think she knew that as she gave my lips a gentle kiss

"You want me to stop? Just say so okay?" She asks and i nod giving her a kiss she smiled continuing the kisses down my neck I happily moved giving her more space as she kissed down my chest

"Uhh Y/n i-" I stuttered in shock as she kept getting lower and lower kissing my stomach a little before she got even lower again kissing my jeans her hand going to undo them "Y/n stop" I told her pulling her head up as I sat up

"What's the matter?" She asks holding my hands

"Uhhh Y/n... Just uhh just so you know I umm in getting kinda close to not knowing what to do" I blush "I mean I've never done this before and all.... I'm nervous"

"I haven't before either thomas" she smiled "we'll take it slow" she smiled pushing me back down flat on the bed and she climbed off me "you get those off and get cosy I'll be back in a moment" she says giving me a kiss so I smiled kissing her back she stood and she went off somewhere else in her little house so I did as she asked and got my jeans off kicking them to the floor and laying all bundled up in her soft duvet completly naked I waited a little while Y/n got under the covers before I could really see her she popped her cute little head from under the covers and I smiled

"Hey" I smiled

"Hey" she giggled "we'll take it as slowly as you want, as fast as you want, you can touch whatever you like provided your not hurting me, if you want to stop at any time just tell me" she explained moving my hands to her waist as she did I noticed she was naked under here too

"Okay... I already told you before, you can do whatever you want to me, I'm all yours my sweet Y/n" I remind "it's okay I'll be slow, I'm as new to this as you are" I laughed "Y/n... I love you"

"I love you too thomas" she smiled pulling me close so I pulled her close too as we began to kiss

I slipped my hand down from her waist to her thigh she smiled into the kiss slipping her hands down my bare chest slightly Rubbing on my skin, I too rubbed my thumb across her silk skin until she pulled away

"Over me or under me?" She asks

"Uhh under please Y/n" I blushed "but before we... Do that, Could I touch?" I ask but she shakes her head moving to sit on my thighs I froze looking at her completely naked.

Her soft y/h/c hair, settled on her bare skin with its normal curl and wave in. Her eyes looked down at me sweetly. Her cheeks flush with a pink tinted blush. Her little nose wrinkled where she was smiling at me. Her lips curled into this sweet smile. Her neck graceful and posted. Her shoulders broad with some moles and freckles across them. My eyes slipping down her body as her sweet chest exposed those perfect breasts, perfect for the size of her not to big and not to small ever so slightly over at the bottoms a few little marks in her skin over years of growth. Her nipples hard to the cold a light brown that stood out from her pale skin. Her waist small and tight from her dresses. Her little stomach so happily sat there with a few of the marks same as her breasts. The mound I could see it bare surprisingly, she must do something with it the skin slightly darker there then elsewhere all I could see was the beginning of her lips. Her thighs around my legs her knees pressed tight to the bed as she smiled at me blushing more.

She took my hand and gave it a kiss nuzzling close to my hand as she pulled it to her face, I smiled my fingers grazing her hair and caressing her cheek "so?" She asks

"So?" I ask

"What do you think?" She asks and I smiled more sitting up in my elbows a little running my hand down her face and neck

"I can't explain it" I answered "you're more then a word, more then anything I can say" I told her "your more then beautiful" I smiled kissing her cheek "more then sexy" I answered slipping my hand down her chest between her breasts "more then gorgeous" I answered kissing her neck as my hand slipped to sit on her waist "you're so much more then that, like seeing you... Makes me want to tell you how much I love you, with words that Don't exist" I explain

"Then imagine one" she answered

"You're Y/n" I answered "my sweet, beautiful, georgous, sexy, irriestable, perfect Y/n" I explain

"Oww thomas" she cooes

"I just hope I don't disappoint you my love" I tell her

"You won't" she smirked looking at my cock "your a very big boy thomas" and I blushed hard trying to almost avoid her eyes she smiled at me giving me a kiss as she did I slipped my hands up to her breasts taking one in each hand, skin on skin contact her nipples hard against my hand as I gently felt them giving them a grope she laughs a little at me till I moved my hands away

"All ready now?" she asks and I blushed sitting my hands on her hips

"Ready" I nod

"Alright thomas" she smiled moving to be sat over me I froze holding he tight a little scared my overwhelming excitement turning to concern of how it would feel? what would happen? If she'd like it? If I'd like it? "I love you thomas" she smiled

"I love you too Y/n" I told her looking at those emerald eyes my fears melting away again I loved her and she loved me "make love to me Y/n"

"Of course thomas" she smiled kissing my lips softly "can you uhh?" She asks

"Ohh right yeah" I laughed holding my base giving it another couple pumps to make sure it was good enough for Y/n I kept my eyes on hers even if it was hard not to look away she rested her forehead in mine as she gently moved her hips forward I could feel the heat of her body a place so intimate so close to my own.

It was sudden. The feeling of having just the first inch, the head of my cock inside her, it was so warm, so wet, so silky, like being surrounded on all sides with the most amazing blanket I bit my bottom lip to stop me screaming if nothing else but in shock I looked at Y/n and she looked in pain I was so worried I didn't want to be hurting her as she slipped down further so even more of me had this amazing feeling I moved my hand away putting it back on her waist but she looked worse

"Y/n please if it hurts then stop, I can't bare to see you in pain" I told her

"It doesn't hurt..." She says

"Then why do you look like that?" I ask just as I did she slipped down the rest her hips hitting my own as every inch of me was inside of her I froze my mouth open my eyes almost back into my head she clenched and moved a little on me getting comfy she moved back sitting up straight on me as I got my breath back from the shock and soon enough the rocking began her gently and soft movements of rocking back and forth and up and down, I was lost for words it felt so good I didn't ever want it to stop

"Ooh thomas! It feels amazing!" She moans

"Umm ummmm, Y/n, Y/n my love I'm not sure how much longer I can last, it feels so good I can't-" I began as she got a little faster

"Then let it go thomas" she says

"No, not till you have too" I told her moving a hand to gently rub my fingers in her clit and she squealed throwing her head back as she bounced her insides tightening on me when she squealed

"thomas! Faster faster please" she begs "I'm close"

"I'm trying Y/n, I'm close too" I told her getting faster on her and not even a few seconds later she sqeualed alot squirting onto me a little as she tighten almost impossibility tight which got me there too moaning and screaming her name as I pushed her hips back pulling out and finished in my stomach once we got our breath we blushed hard looking at what we had done to each other she gave me a kiss and laid on the other side of her bed tucking the covers around us as we got our breath back "I love you so much Y/n" I smiled fixing some hair from her face

"I love you too" she smiles resting her head on my stomach, I tried my best to comfort her, stroking her hair but I was struggling to get my composer back after all that and she laughs sitting up, "Your struggling more then I am" she laughs sitting up and making he sit up with her she smiled giving my lips a soft kiss so i gave her a kiss too before she sat up in her bed with her covers around her she pulled me so we could cuddle my head in her lap, I smiled widely resting close to her as she plaid with my hair

"Dam it" I laughed

"what?" she asks

"I had a condom in my jeans pocket, I forgot about it" I laughed

"You idiot" she laughs

[dailysarina]

The Sarina Project

Ok so I gotta put a little A/N at the start of this one beacuse I realized I have to make a litttttllllleee change to this story. Soz. Annyywaaayyyy... I’ve decided to change the POV from first person to third person, which I know is probably SUPER annoying for you but I promise this chapter would work better if it was not just from Karina’s POV. So I hope y’all are ready for some ~e p i c~ punk!Sarah thoughts ^-^

The Sarina Project

Chapter 18: I Hate My Freinds

“Are you sure your ready to do this?” Emily viciously inquired of DJ, who just happened to be sitting next to her. (A/N: Remember, Karina is NOT narrating this she is NOT HERE hehe ^-^)

“Are you kidding??? I’m literally James Bond,” DJ said, popping the p. “I’ve snuck into like 15 classrooms already this year.”

“OMG ME TOO!” Emily said back in response to DJ.

“Ya exactly we snuck into those classrooms together,” DJ unimpressedly said. They both laughed at Emily’s forgetfulness.

“Haha,” she laughed, giggling.

“Ok lets go,” DJ said, immediately jumping into a James Bond somersault and kicking the door to the classroom. Emily crept in behind him, her greenish, hazelish, slightly brown speckled balls of sight gazing over the cold, lifeless, OPPRESSIVE, torture seats... aka... DESKS. (A/N: hahahahhahaha I hate school sum1 halp plz 😭😂)

“There’s no one in here,” Emily said after about ten minutes observations.

“Wow it’s not like I can see the exact same classroom,” DJ sarcastically quipped back at her in such a tone that only DJ could recreate.

“Just get to the desk,” Emily said, deciding to suddenly use her gymnastics skills to backflip across the room and onto the teacher’s desk.

“Wow I, definitely good enough for the olympics if I can do that,” Emily said, obviously very very proud of her recent accomplishments. Ever since she was two days and fifteen hours and 32 minutes old, she had wanted to be an Olympic gymnast. Gymnastics was her LAIFE!! (A/N: Chipotle is laiiifffeee heh XD). DJ rolled his brown orbs he used for seeing almost every day back into his head at Emily’s showyoffiness and walked over to the same teachers desk Emily was standing on.

“I saw Mrs. Bersbedasukeon put the paper with our group project partners on the third drawer from the bottom on the right said,” DJ told Emily, DABBING and pointing toward the correct drawer. Emily pulled open the drawer and grabbed the single piece of paper sitting on there. A piece of paper that could change the life of ALL THE NAMES ON IT. This paper would be the most sacred thing Emily would touch in a long time.

“This piece of paper is so precious,” Emily hugged the paper to her chest while violently popping her p’s.

“Just switch the names!!!!,!!!!!!!” DJ annoyingly said, banging on the desk to gain Emily’s attention back. Emily nodded and started whiting out a few names on the paper with... WHITE OUT; which she had conveniently stashed in her coat pocket and had just pulled out for this specific reason.

(A/N: okiiii idk how to describe this next part because it always plays like a movie in my head... if that makes sense... IDK. But anyway I’m gonna write this next part like a script so it’s easier for y’all to understand. Remember dailysarina cares about her followers!!! ;))

Emily: *quickly runs white out over a few ^convenient^ names*

DJ: *rewrites the new group partners aS THEY SHOULD BE*

“Good. That’s good,” Emily said as DJ forged the teachers’ handwriting. Then the super sneaky spy duo (A/N: “Nice use of alliteration” -Mr. Scoggins, my English teacher haha jk I would DIE if he read this lol xD) left the classroom until the next day.

THE NEXT DAY............,,....

I enter through the doorway to my art class, brushing my newly dyed pink hair out of my eyes and adjusting my lilac colored flower crown. ‘I wonder if Sarah will notice my hair?’ I wonder. Wait. WHY DID I THINK THAT?? Ugh this is so annoying. Sarah is literally the scariest person I’ve ever seen and yet I am CONSTANTLY worried about what she thinks of me. What is up with that?? It probably just because I’m a weird person, and that’s what weird people do. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“Ew your hair looks like a fairy threw up on it,” Sarah quipped at me the second I walked in the room, without even making eye contact. What the heck?!??,.! Why is she so MEAN? “You also look like that girl from LazyTown.” OH THAT’S IT.

“Yeah, well... you look like Susie from DELTARUNE!” I screamed back at her, crossing my arms in satisfaction. I can’t believe I actually stood up to her! She didn’t get mad and punch me in the face like I thought she would. She didn’t even yell another insult back at me. She just smiled a bit, and went back to drawing a skull and cross bones on her ripped jeans with eyeliner. I skip over to a giggling Emily and DJ, who were sitting at the table next to Sarah, and sit down, fluffing the skirt of my light pinkish salmon dress as I sit.

“What are you laughing about?” I say to my freinds, who seem to be cackling about something I don’t know about. Are they laughing at me?? I wouldn’t be surprised if they were, considering all my old friends at my old school started bullying me for being weird. UGH! WHy is being weird so hard in high school??

“Nooooiittththhhhhiiiiinnnnnnngggggggg............” the blonde haired girl and the brown eyed boy said in complete unison. Ok, that was creepy, I’m just going to ignore that.

“I will now read out the partners I’ve assigned for this art project y’all will be working on,” our teacher, Mrs. Bersbedasukeon yelled at us. I really hope I get a good partner that doesn’t make fun of my pink hair. And I rreeeeaaallllly hope I don’t get Sarah. ANYONE BUT SARAH.

“The first pair will be Karina and Sarah.”

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WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

“Ummm, can I please- but I am cut off by the rudest teacher to ever exist. She just goes on giving out partners like I don’t have a problem with mine. HOW RUDE IS THAT

“Ugghhhhhhh now our project is gonna be covered in rainbows and glitter and pink flowers, gross.” Sarah said, banding her head on the table. I feel like I’m about to cRY. THIS IS GONNA BE H O R R I B L E. why does all the horrible stuff always have to happen to me? My life sucks,

“Well have fun with you Project, you guys,” Emily quips sarcastically, popping the p, but I did NOT think it was funny. She gets to work with DJ, and that’s NOT FAIR. why can’t THEY work with Sarah???” At least they sort of l i k e her.

This is probably all their fault.

I hate them sooooooo much. :( 😭

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WHOOOAAAAAAAA CLIFFHANGERRRRRRRR!!! xD. Soz that this chapter was a little confusing but a lot of stuff that needed to happen so the story can finally pick up (I can’t believe I’ve written 18 chapters!!!) I honestly think this is the best thing I’ve ever written, but REMEMBER. I have NEVER written anything before this is my FIRST time trying fanfic and I really don’t want anyone to judge me. Don’t be r00d LOLOLOLOL.

On a different note........ my mom is FINALLY taking our family to Chicago and I’m literally going to be spending all week hunting for my two favorite people EEEEEEEEEE. I’m hoping to see them at least 7 times, maybe more? I mean I know what kind of places they like to eat at and where they hang out with people (don’t ask me how I know I’ll never tell hehehehe) so it shouldn’t be too hard to find them. By the end of the week they’re gonna LOVE ME! xD xD Anywayyyyy because of that I probably won’t be writing another chapter next week, but I will still be posting d a n k memes about our children! Dailysarina is signing off now hehe. Peace!!! ✌️