#hopefully we'll be more active on here soon!!

[ladyseidr]

standing in the open doorway of my blog. the fn.af hyperfixation is creeping back in ( not that it ever fully left ).

[and-claudia]

Against All Odds pt. 11 (Joel Miller x fem! reader)

General Warnings for later on: The main story will have an age gap between Joel and the reader (Reader will be 25 once we get to the main storyline), this will also be your warning that it will eventually be an x pregnant reader (if that’s not your jam, I’m sorry) there is also going to be more graphic/trigger parts later on so please always to be sure to read the warnings BEFORE reading. This story will also be 18+ and TO BE ON THE TAGLIST YOU CAN NOT BE AN AGELESS BLOG (i do actually check that) also there first hand full of parts are all prologue so Joel won’t actually be in it for a bit

warnings for this part: SMUT (+18) (I felt like yall had been starved long enough) PinV, unprotected sex (not that this matters anymore), Nudity, mentions of hunting/killing animals (that is separate from the smut just so we're clear...)

word count: 2700+

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It was painfully quiet as we walked. I desperately wanted to ask if Ellie was okay, but I knew she wasn't. I also didn't want to force her to talk. So, I let her be for now. Hopefully she'd come to me when she was ready to talk about it. 

I looked up into the sky to see where the sun was. Since I didn't have a watch, it was my best guide to what time it was. Right now, it was right overhead, noonish if not past it. We had been walking for a long time, and no one had eaten before we began. I knew, even if no one wanted to, we'd have to eat something soon just to have the energy to keep going.

"He-Hey, maybe we should stop for a bit, eat a little something. Keep our energy up until we stop for the night?" I suggested. 

It honestly sounded like I was shouting because of how quiet it had been. 

"That's probably a good idea." Joel said. 

"Not hungry." Ellie said, turning around to look at us. 

"You need to eat something." Joel said. 

"Yeah, just a little bit. Okay?" I said gently. 

She sighed but nodded. 

We found a shaded spot and sat down. I took the opportunity to loosen my bootstraps as Joel got the food out. It was running low, and I knew it, especially when Joel barely took any for himself. He probably thought I didn't notice, but I did.

"Take your own advice. You need to eat too, Joel." I said. 

"I'll be okay." He said. 

"No... I hate to be that person, but even if we ration what we have left, we will be out of food within what three days at best. What are we going to do when we run out?" I asked seriously. 

"Hunt." Joel said simply, "There will be rabbits and squirrels along the way. Easy enough to shoot, not too hard to skin. We'll survive."  

I only nodded. The idea of eating a squirrel definitely made my stomach do a flip, I could handle rabbit easily, but a squirrel would be pushing it. Although I knew I wouldn't have an option when it came down to it. 

"How clean do you think creeks are 'round here?" I asked. 

"Decently. Hasn't been human activity for a good while to pollute them. They'll be clean enough to rinse the grime off, for sure. Those spare clothes still in your bag?" Joel asked and I nodded. 

"Won't be clean clean, but at least the ones we're wearing can be cleaner. But it will eventually get too cold to do that. But hopefully we'll make it Wyoming before that." Joel said. 

I nodded. 

"I don't know about y'all, but I suggest we find one of those creeks before we stop for the night. I'd like a chance to get the dirt and sweat off me." I said. 

"I agree." Ellie finally chimed in. 

“Alright. I’ll scout one out where we can stop for the night as well. But we’ll have to take shifts. No one wants to be caught by others out here alone and… you know…” Joel trailed off. 

“Okay, well, if Ellie is comfortable with it, I can keep an eye out while she rinses off, and you can set up our camp for the night. Then she and I can switch, or you can come keep a look out for me, and then I can watch for you.” I suggested. 

I figured it would be best for me to be on the lookout for both of them, which would make things a hell of a lot less awkward for everyone. 

“I’m fine with that. Just as long as you two promise not to have sex while you two are being lookouts for one another.” Ellie said. 

I rolled my eyes in amusement as Joel shook his head. 

We finished up our food before getting ready to leave. I was grateful that this time, the walk wasn’t silent. 

“Since we’re gonna have to hunt from now on, will you show me how to use the rifle?” Ellie asked. 

“I’ll think about it. Why don’t we start with trappin’ first? It’ll help us conserve our ammo.” Joel said. 

I honestly hadn’t thought about that. All of our resources were severely limited now. Food, water, ammo, shelter. Everything was going to be in short supply. And winter was fast approaching. 

“Should we try to set a goal for each day on how far we want to get? No offense, but I don’t want to still be walking nine months pregnant.” I joked, though I was serious. 

“I was planning on taking it day by day. None of us were preparing for this, so we won’t be able to go nonstop for days on end. Figured we could try traveling for a day or two, then rest and continue on like that. It’ll hopefully keep us from getting burnt out.” Joel explained. 

“Not a bad idea.” I agreed. 

Eventually, the sun was beginning to set, so Joel took us deeper into some woods and found where the creek was. I was actually surprised at how clean it looked. After ensuring that the surrounding area was, in fact, clear of any people or Infected, Joel informed us that he’d go off a good ways to set up our camp for the night while we took our turns using the creek to rinse off. 

I let Ellie go first. I found her clothes in my bag and laid them on a rock for her for when she was finished. I let her take her time and didn’t rush her. I kept my eyes on the treeline, watching for any movement. 

“Want me to get an area set up to hang our old clothes to dry at camp?” She asked, walking up wearing the new clothes. 

We had also decided that rinsing our old clothes would be the best thing since we only had a few outfits each. They obviously wouldn’t be actually clean, but it would be better than just putting dirty clothes back on. 

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Do you want to wait until I rinse off, or do you want Joel to come keep watch for me?” I aksed. 

“Can Joel? I just need some time alone with my thoughts…” She said, rubbing the back of her neck and not making eye contact. 

“Of course. And Ellie,” She finally looked up at me, “If you want to talk about anything, and I seriously mean anything, I am here, okay? I can’t promise I can fix whatever is happening but I can definitely listen.” I said sincerely. 

“Thank you.” she said quietly and nodded before walking us to where Joel was. 

“You two done already?” He asked as we walked back. 

“No, she’s going to switch with you now so I can rinse off, then you can.” I said, giving him a look not to question it. 

“Okay. Well, let’s go then.” He said, dusting off his hands as he stood up from where he had been hunched over, laying out rocks to make a small fire. I noticed a dead rabbit next to him, meaning he miraculously managed to get us something decent to eat later.. 

“Everything okay?” He asked once we were a good distance away. 

“Yeah, she just wanted some time alone to think, and so I let her.” I explained, and Joel nodded. 

“You want to go first?” He asked once we got back to the creek. 

“Yes, please.” I said, making him sigh through his nose in amusement. 

Joel found himself a spot to sit against a tree while I dug out my clothes and laid them down before stripping out of the ones I had been wearing. As I took my bra off, I let out a sigh of relief. 

“You know, that’s the one thing I didn’t think to grab an extra of…” I said with a sigh. 

“I give it another month or so before that one doesn’t fit anymore.” Joel said from where he sat. 

“Eyes on the trees, bud, not on me.” I teased before walking down to the water. 

I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t freezing. It actually felt amazing. The water wasn’t moving fast at all, so I was able to walk out to the middle of the creek, where the water came up to about halfway up my breast. I began using my nails to scrub some of the dirt off my body when I heard a twig snap over by Joel. When I turned to look I was surprised to see him standing up, taking off his boots. 

Silently, I watched as he undid his shirt and took his jeans off. He set his old clothes on the bank by mine so they’d be closer for when it was time to rinse them. When he caught me staring, I raised a questioning eyebrow at him to which he just smirked as he waded into the water. 

“What?” 

“Joel, you're supposed to be keeping watch.” I said, shaking my head, though it was no secret that I wasn’t actually upset by any means.

“It'll be fine. Come're.” He said, grabbing my arm to gently pull me to him. 

A small laugh escaped my lips as I pulled up against him. 

“Hi.” I smiled up at him as he continued to hold me to him. 

“Hi.” He was smiling, too, at this point, a real, genuine smile that I hadn’t seen in a while. 

“So what, now, if someone sneaks up on us, we’ll both be caught off guard and naked?” I joked. 

“I don’t know. I think those would be more than enough to distract anyone.” He said, looking down at my breast. 

I playfully shoved him away. 

“I am supposed to be getting the grime off of me. I suggest you do the same.” I said, turning my back to him. 

He didn’t stay away from me for long. Without warning, he was grabbing my arm again to turn me to him, but this time, I was met by his lips on mine. A small gasp escaped my lips before I melted into it. My hands found their way up around his neck as his traveled down to my lower back. It was as if we couldn’t get close enough to each other. 

As we continued to makeout, his hands slipped lower, passed my ass, and down to the back of my thighs. He pulled one up to his hip, and I knew what he was trying to do. So, I used my other foot that was still down to gently push off the bottom of the creek enough for me to jump and wrap both of my legs around his waist. His kisses traveled away from my lips and down to my neck, which I gladly gave him access to. 

“Shit, Joel, please just fuck me.” I said as he worked on leaving a mark on my collarbone. 

“Way ahead of you, sweet girl.” He said before thrusting up into me. 

I had to actually bite down on my lower lip to keep from moaning out loud. Joel gave me a second to adjust to the feeling of him inside of me. But once he felt my body relax against him, he didn’t hold back. I buried my face into the junction of his neck and shoulder as he thrust up into me relentlessly. I could hear him cursing and saying my name in a breathy voice. I hadn’t even noticed one of his hands gripped my left thigh a little tighter as his other one came down between our bodies and found its way to my clit. 

Admittedly, I am a little ashamed of how sensitive it was. It had been a while since me and him had had sex, and I definitely hadn’t had time to myself recently. However, it seemed like to him no time had passed at all because he knew just how to make me come undone. 

“Fuck, Joel, m’close.” I said. 

“Me too…” “Inside.” Was all I was able to request as my walls tightened around his cock. 

He wasn’t far behind me either as I felt him release. He continued to hold me, not pulling out just yet as we both caught our breaths. Even after he slipped out of me and lowered me down to stand in the water, he continued to hold me against him. I looked up at him to find him already looking down at me. 

“I love you, you know that, right?” He asked, just barely above a whisper. 

“I know. I love you too, Joel.” I whispered back before leaning up to kiss him softly. 

After a few more minutes of just holding onto one another, we eventually knew we’d have to rinse our old clothes and get dressed in the fresh ones. I decided to just leave my bra off for the night to give myself a break. We gathered up everything and began walking back to camp, hand in hand. Once again, we both had smiles on our faces. 

When we got back, I hung both of our wet clothes on the branch Ellie had set up as our makeshift drying rack. Joel went over to start skinning and preparing the rabbit to be cooked. As I was hanging the last of the clothes, Ellie came up to me. 

“You two disgust me.” She said. 

I knew there was no way she heard us, so how’d she know? 

“What are you talking about?” I asked, playing dumb. 

“Look, I may not understand men, but I am pretty sure there’s only one thing that can get a man as grumpy as him to get him sliming like that.” She said, nodding over to where Joel was sitting, working with a smile still on his face.” 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Ellie. Now, help me with the water canteens.” I said, walking over to grab them. 

Ellie caught my wrist, making me stop short. 

“What’s that? Hm?” She questioned, pointing to where the collar of the flannel I put on didn’t quite cover the mark Joel had left there. 

I could feel my cheeks heating up, “Damnit, Joel!” I said, loud enough for him to hear and look up. 

“Y’all are nasty.” Ellie said in disgust, but I could tell she was trying not to laugh along with us. 

“You’ll understand when you’re older.” I teased. 

She shook her head, “Like hell I will.” She shot back, “Let’s just go fill up the water.” 

We both grabbed the canteens and walked back down to the creek. 

“Wait… I don’t want to drink from the sex creek. That’s gross.” She said, scrunching up her nose at the thought of it. 

“Don’t worry, the water is constantly moving. Besides, we were downstream.” I teased know that she definitely didn’t want to know the details. 

“I mean, if it puts him in a better mood for a while… just keep it far, far, away from me.” She teased back. 

We finished getting the water and headed back to where Joel had finished skinning the rabbit and was getting ready to cook it. I was pleasantly surprised at the taste. It was definitely far better than the shit we used to get given in the QZ. 

“I say tomorrow let's turn more North, get up into Nebraska, then start West again.” Joel said, causing Ellie and I to nod. 

I let out a yawn. 

“I don’t know about you two, but I am beat.” I said, stretching slightly. 

“I bet you are.” Ellie teased, causing me to roll my eyes. 

“Whatever.” I shook my head and stood up, “I can take a watch shift later if one of you wants to take one now.” 

“I’m not too tired yet, so I am going to stay up for a bit.” Ellie said, and I only nodded at her decision. 

“Me too. Go get some rest.” Joel said. 

I bid them both a goodnight before walking off to find somewhere half-decent to sleep. 

Ellie’s PoV 

Once I was sure Yn was out of earshot, I turned to Joel. 

“I want to talk about what happens after we find your brother in Wyoming.” I said seriously. 

sorry this one was a bit shorter... also this is your warning that I am devating from the events in the show...

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Please help us feed ourselves and move to a better, cheaper house so we can pay our debt and get healthy. Please read the entire post.

Help us here (p4yp4l) and here (K0f1). I know I just recently made a donations post, but this time my mom and I really need your help more than ever. We need 1000 euros total. A place near where my mom works is going under renovations and up for sale, at 400 euros per month, 200 euros less than this house's current rent price (600). My mom has to drive 30 minutes to work and then back home 5 days a week, it uses a lot of gas which is really expensive, making those travels not needed and saving up 200 euros for essentials and to pay my mom's debt would be life changing, and this house is slowly making us sick.

We're sinking deeper and deeper into debt as more days pass, and my mom has already been threatened to be taken into court if she doesn't start paying it soon. We don't have the means to pay it at all, people refuse to hire me and my mom earns just barely enough to pay rent, and we're starting to not be able to feed ourselves.

The stress of the situation and the poor conditions of the house is also harming Cookie, our cat, who we've raised since she was 2 days old, and it's stressing us out further.

I also have a rotten wisdom tooth that can't come all the way and has decayed enough where the nerve is exposed, even if I can't show it well. It has been like this for almost half a year now, and I fear it'll get to the point where it'll get infected and become a big health issue for me if I don't go to a dentist soon. If we manage to get this cheaper place and move to it, we can actively work on getting our life back together, and hopefully not have to ask for help like this ever again. If we don't, eventually we'll have to make the choice of having a roof over our heads and starve completely, or go homeless, if my mom doesn't get taken to court and likely arrested first. It's starting to get colder and we have nowhere else we can go and no people to support us, we might not survive in the long run if we don't take this chance.

Please, please help us, I'm so tired of having to ask for money to survive, but doing so is our only hope.

[burning-academia-if]

Hello, I am mostly back and recovered at the time of writing this lol. June wasn't very productive writing wise (...for BA), which is fine because I needed that break! Look at everything I did do in June:

RELEASED CHAPTER 2 FINALLY

Spent like 2 weeks fixing bugs (dw chapter 3 I'll get beta readers so it doesn't happen again LOL)

Participated in the Raffle for Palestine + wrote and sent out the story to the winner!

Wrote about 5k words of Chapter 3

Wrote and edited Zoe's back story

Wrote most of Lars back story because I was inspired (sorry you won't get this until after Chapter 3 drops)

I'm pretty happy to have released Chapter 2! I'm gonna be honest, this felt like such a daunting release lol When I started BA, I was expecting no one to read it save for a handful of people and I'd just be chilling and writing mostly for myself like usual, so releasing it with over 1.5k followers was very daunting. With that said, I am glad people overall enjoyed the new chapter! The plan is for Chapter 3 not to take as long, but life is still hectic so we'll see. At the very least, it hopefully won't be any later then October (BA's one year anniversary month!).

I also just want to give another shout out to everyone who participated in the raffle for Palestine! Raising over two thousand euros in two weeks is still amazing to me, and I'm happy the IF community could come together like this to help out a cause! This was lowkey another thing I was nervous about since I've never really done anything that's felt like a personal commission before (asks definitely feel different lol), but other then my initial nerves the whole thing was a really nice experience!

Now, going into July, I want to focus on the UI updates I want to make. I have some things I want to shift around and change, and since coding is my biggest weakness I know it's one of those things I'm going to have to focus on. If things go well, I'm hoping to do a pure UI update by August. It'll mostly be the menu pages (achievements/stats/relationships/etc), but there are a few other things I want to add in and adjust outside of it. As for Zoe's backstory, that should be out soon, so keep an eye out of that! Finally, I also might not be too active in July. For personal reasons, July is always a hard month for me. Hopefully it isn't obvious, but just in case I'm not around as much as usual, that's why!

OH and before I forget, here's this month's chapter preview ft Angry Rook:

Lastly, I made the questionable decision to make a side IF. Updates will be very sporadic since BA is and will always be my main project until its completion. But if you want to follow it, it's To Taste Sweet Silver. An 18+ gaslamp fantasy about trying to steal the Fruit of the Old Gods in order to bring the world to an end. It's a little more niche I think, but feel free to check it out! The demo shouldn't take too long to get out since I did accidentally write most of opening already.

[usedpidemo]

Update - 3rd year anniversary! (and some future plans, a reflection, etc.)

Hi everyone! π here.

By the time this post is up, it'll be the 13th of May. Three years since I began my writing journey and this Tumblr blog. Three years. Time flies by so fast. I was close to graduating senior high after it was delayed because pandemic, had my graduation in an empty room basically, now I'm hitting my third year of college. Crazy stuff.

With that said, here are the stats + timetable of the blog so far:

First work: Sandwich (Wendy) (published 05/13/21, 4:03 a.m)

Highest note count: Tell your friends (Yujin x Wonyoung) (published 01/14/23, 1274 notes)

Number of works published: 91 fics (1 fic every 12.03 days)

500 followers: June 18, 2021 (36 days)

1000 followers: October 12, 2021 (152 days)

2000 followers: June 18, 2022 (401 days)

3000 followers: November 12, 2022 (548 days)

4000 followers: May 22, 2023 (740 days)

5000 followers: December 18, 2023 (950 days)

Current follower count: 5615 (1 new follower every 5.12 days)

It's been a hectic final month of college, so I apologize for the lack of activity in recent times :< But summer is coming up very soon, so hopefully I'll have all the time in the world to write more till then! I will say, a new fic is on the near horizon, so please be on the lookout!

I would like to take the opportunity to thank every single of you, whether reader, lurker, or a fellow writer for your support! Especially during these lull times, your unwavering support has kept me afloat and has been a motivation in continuing to write. Love you guys as always. Here's to another fruitful year <3

From this point, this part will be an overall reflection and life summary of the previous year, my thoughts on some personal matters, and some ideas I've been contemplating. If you don't wanna read this, you can stop here.

I miss 2023 quite a bit, not gonna lie. I know nostalgia can quickly grow warm and fuzzy, seeing the past through rose tinted lens, but I'll admit that 2024 hasn't been off to the start I envisioned it to be. That year was mostly peak for me, and I could even argue it's my favorite year to live out based on all my experiences. Traveling to new places, finally attending live events, interacting with my K-pop biases, and so on—it really felt like the best was yet to come with how 2023 flowed and transitioned into the new year.

Five months in, and I am struggling. Horribly. Most plans, dreams, and ideas have gone up in smoke, and it's just one devastating gut punch after another. I have a shitty professor in one major that basically made me check out of that class, and I don't know my family will react when I tell them I have to repeat said class because that professor was a dick. My family's been infighting on a daily basis, and I'm mostly collateral damage to them. Not one week can go by without some serious confrontation between them. There was a brief health scare with my mother, but that seems to be a nothing matter; thank God she'll be okay.

All this just makes life so deflating, in all honesty. I get that no life is without struggle, but I genuinely don't know when we'll be in the clear. Not anytime soon, I reckon. In these tough times, there's very little comfort except the past, when everything was pretty all right for the most part. It's been demotivating to write when mom comes forward with another grievance with my sister. It's hard to write when you have a professor who likes to power trip their students into submission. It's hard when you don't know how to admit to your mother that he failed his one class because of said power tripping professor.

But that doesn't mean I will let it eat me alive. I know we've been through some utter lows in the past. And we always get back up. If no one has us, then God does.

Summer break is fast approaching and I want to fix things. Even in my own little way. I know none of what I'm saying has anything to do with writing degenerate stories about hot K-pop idols, but real life circumstances have definitely affected me more than I can brush off. I should be calm, unfazed, undeterred.

After all, some stories are meant to be finished. They just take a more unconventional route. Ask Cody.

With all that being said, I will finish these commissions over the next two months. I'm really sorry to everyone who requested and paid for their stories months and months ago; I genuinely feel bad for not getting these out on time, but I am very mindful of quality control, and I have no one to blame but myself for being a slacker and lazy worker. Despite my feelings, I should remain professional—that's what being a worker means.

A lifestyle overhaul is definitely in my list of things to improve over the summer too. Figuring out how to get writing done, finding ways to alleviate my PokeRogue addiction (GOTY), whilst having a healthy work/life balance and not losing my sanity over it. Or worse, burning out.

And I want to take this opportunity to thank all my friends—peach, caps, majorblinks, chunk, frisky, raf, c.o, levi, sins, iz, ken, v1n, ddeun, notions, kevin, eros, brandon, kaede, svn, frisky, cray, rpg, prael—for putting up with my shit for another year. This life is tough, but you guys make it tolerable. Thank you for letting me air out my grievances even when it wasn't the best time to. I pray that when everything passes, I'm able to repay you all in some shape or form generously.

And to you, dear reader, for making it this far, thank you. Whether you've been with me since day one, or day 1094, as a commenter, reposter, liking, or just passing by/lurking, thank you for giving me a chance. Without you, all of this would have been for nothing. I don't know where I would be now if I didn't take that chance, that leap of faith back in 2021, and it's because of you I am able to keep doing this for the love of the game.

With grace,

Peter / π

[causenessus]

I have fall break next week so I will hopefully be a little bit more active then!!! also just gonna leave this here but :)

mango anon and ness meet up soon??? real not fake??? not clickbait??? not telling u when?? but maybe we'll do a cutesy shoe pic??

[midnight-mourning]

I'm back! (for the most part)

Hello, hope everyone is doing alright, needed a few more days than I expected. BUT, here now and slowly working on being more active. May take me a bit but plan to get caught up with everything and the likes. Going to release promptobers throughout the next couple of days, along with anything else I'm currently working on. Expect some updates on the oneshot, ch. 35 and so on as well ^-^ Thank you all for your paitence and hope to be back to regularly posting soon!

some medical/mental stuff below the cut if you're curious, I was going to save this for the ch. 35 note, but figured I might as well just say it now as it's part of the reason my return was delayed

SO, haven't really spoken on it but I've had a sinus infection for about two months now and gonna be so fr with you all, it's sucked. Like, i've never had one this bad before and it just totally knocked me on my ass. I've been tired, dazed/brain fog, some bad headaches/face pain, all the really fun stuff. I made the joke that I spent like two days of being 23 healthy and the rest of the time I've been sick lmao

But anyway, I kept waiting to see if it would clear up on it's own (and for like a week or so there my health insurance was messed up so there was that to deal with) and it just, didn't. And with everything going on with research (esp this past week) I just made myself tough through it hoping it would get better, and it didn't. So, finally went to the doctor and got on some meds and I'm feeling a LOT better.

The point to all this is to say, I've had no motivation to write beyond very small bursts and thus why I've been putting out promptobers but not the latest chapter of CS. My energy has just been super low, and I had a lot of brain fog for several weeks and I just, couldn't bring myself to do it. Maybe it was a little bit of writer's block from stress too, not super sure

I took the break mainly bc things with research just got, really shitty for a few days there and I just needed time away from everything for bit esp with the sickness issues. Thankfully, things are working out a bit better this week people-wise and hopefully we'll continue to go up from here.

As for why I was gone the few extra days, the stuff they put me on made me feel physically great, but it also made me feel like doing absolutely nothing for a day or so. But, figured out the timing for those so now it's manageable to get through the next week and hopefully I'll be fully back to normal by then ^_^

TL;DR if you can go to the doctor when you're sick, go. It is NOT worth the discomfort, stress, etc to not. Also, take a break when you're stressed, does wonders for your mental health

well, since you took the time to read all of this, enjoy these pictures of a cat that showed up at my parents place a few days ago. She’s a bengal! Which makes her the second stray that's shown up that is incredibly rare/bred to look like that (the first is Nubs, my idiot who eats everything if any of you recall). Not to worry, she went home to (hopefully) her forever family early yesterday :)

[russellsppttemplates]

You mean the world to me (Mick Schumacher)

Insecurities get the best of Y/N and, while Mick is on holiday, a media post makes her wonder

Note: english is not my first language. I know this has taken me so so so long to write but time just has been very tricky and I can't seem to juggle it all!

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated, and while I'm not actively taking requests, I am writing some blurbs when I can (honestly, it's a very rare thing these days) so if you have any ideas or concepts that can be written in a small amount of sentences and you want to share, feel free to do so!

Tw: mentions anxious symptoms, feelings of being unworthy/insecurities

"Are you sure there isn't a way you can join?", Mick asked, looking at your calendar app with you by his side, "no, I mean, there's these two days here but that would be the travelling alone. I'd get there and spend 24 hours maximum with you before having to hop on a plane back home to be at this client", you pointed, "That's true, yes", he said before rubbing his forehead, "so you're not joining, it sucks, but is is what is is, I guess".

"I'm sorry I can't go, I'd really like to, but with all of this in my schedule and the distance I would have to travel, it just doesn't make sense. We'll do it together another time", you offered, squeezing his other hand that was on top of the table and helping him balance his body, "sure".

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"Hi, liebling, how are you?", Mick asked over the phone, the noise on his side of the line contrasting with the quietness of your shared home on your end of the line, "I've been good, tired, but at least things are progressing well at work, seems like they finally understand that when we have meetings, we can actually get things done if they stop talking about everyone's business", you giggled, hearing a faint smile in Mick's voice, "I'm glad you're okay. We are actually going on a boat now, I'm not sure how good the service is once we leave so I'm calling you now", he explained, leaving you to talk a bit more before he had to depart, "wish you were here, liebling. As soon as you're able, I'm getting you here with me. Hopefully soon, yeah?".

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Your work meetings had actually been productive for once, not making you regret the decision to stay home while Mick travelled. All of the pictures he would send you of him and his friends showed him having a great time, which you were happy about, knowing that that quality time was well deserved.

What you did not see pictures of was the article that had popped in your browser. It was by far something you did on a regular basis, but by some reason or another, you opened the article stating what you could only interpret as a mean, mean joke. As you scrolled down, allegations that Mick had been seen with someone else, "fondly flirting" as the article read, started gaining force and body, different blurry pictures and supposed witnesses' reports filling the page while your mind filled with worries. That was not something you had ever considered, after all you trusted your boyfriend completely, but you couldn't stop the thoughts or shake away the possibility of that actually being true. What evidence did you have? An article that could well be false and just a poor attempt at meddling in your private life, but pair that up with the feelings of uneasiness you had since you couldn't join Mick in the trip and your mind couldn't let the idea go. Tears fell from your eyes as your knee bounced under your desk, your hand shaking as you managed to close the Internet page while your thoughts repeatedly made you doubt. It wouldn't be the first time you heard something like that, after all, relationships come and go, and did Mick have any reason to look for someone else? You both had always agreed that from the moment it didn't feel right to any of you, you would talk to eachother to see a way to solve it, and if you didn't have a way to solve it other than break up, that would be it. Had Mick skipped the first step of the agreement? Or had he tried to talk to you about it and you didn't see where he was at already? Had you been so blind to it? So lost in your thoughts, you didn't even notice Mick arriving back with Angie from their walk until you felt Angie's paws on your lap, asking to get up and snuggle you like she had done many times while you felt like this.

"Angie, do you want some water or so-oh. Y/N, are you okay? What happened?", Mick asked, his hand coming to tub your back as Angie placed her head in your chest area, the weight helping you regulate your unsteady breathing, "Y/N, hey, hey, you're okay, my love. Everything's fine, okay?", he urged you to follow his voice, something that always calmed you, and your heart panged a little bit more. He was the one that knew how to calm you down, but maybe there would be a day where it wouldn't be him, where he would have enough of the way you preferred things and leave you behind, and maybe that day was today. Letting out a big deep sigh, you looked up at your boyfriend's blue eyes, "you know I will never judge you, especially for anything you've done when I don't know the reasons behind it but... what are your intentions here? You know you can be honest with me, Mick", you asked, your lips trembling slightly.

Mick was confused, not understanding where the conversation came from and where it was leading, "what do you mean, Y/N? I know I can be honest with you, I am honest with you. Did I do something to make you doubt that?", he wondered gently, "have you seen something that made you doubt that?", he said as his expression hardened slightly, his jaw locked as he waited for an answer.

Grabbing your phone, you typed in the page you had seen the low quality pictures, "this popped up today", you said, offering him your phone so he could scroll and see for himself, his eyebrows quirking up as he read the words on the screen, "and you believe this?", he said after what felt like an eternity, "is that why you're doubting me?", and while his words and tone stung, your mind could inly list why he would leave you.

"I don't want to, I really don't want to believe in them, but my mind always comes back to them, to the words, and I can't shake them off", you said, your voice little as you looked at him, "so you believe what they are saying?", Mick confirmed, trying to get to the root of the problem, "Liebling, I'm with you, and I don't want to be with anyone else", he said calmly, trying to get you to embrace his body as he stretched his arms, your immediate reaction making your wrap your arms around yourself to control the shaking of your body, even pushing Angie a bit to the side.

"This may be what you want now, but what about a day where you realise you're bored of me and leave me?", you whispered, the tears that were caught on your throat flowing freely now as you looked at Mick while keeping a safe distance from him, "what? Y/N, no, no, no, no. Y/N, I'll never do that to you, never. Don't you trust me?", he asked, the gentleness in his voice leaving slowly, "I trust you, Mick. But it's so hard, I-, I'm reminded of how different I am from everyone else around you, everyday, how I don't have the same they have, and-, and how do I know that?", you questioned as you wiped the tears on your face. Your boyfriend looked at you with uncertainty, "Y/N, I promise that whatever is going on in your head is not the truth. I love you, I have loved you and I'm going to continue to do so", he tried to reason, "If we're not on the same page, we are just wasting out time in this relationship", Mick said and it felt like a dagger through the heart. But it hurt even more because you knew it was the truth. How could you both be in a relationship like that?

Looking at the garden, you tried your best to deal with your emotions and the thoughts running through your head, "I can't talk right now, I'm sorry. I'm tired, I'm afraid I'll say things I'll regret later and I don't want to do that, I don't want to do that to you", you said getting up and heading to the home office, not before hearing a muttered "I love you" from Mick, feeling himself that prolonging the argument would only lead to worse than it had.

You must have fallen asleep in your chair, the small pain in your neck allowing you to come to your senses quickly, your mind also not giving you a break before your mind filled with thoughts, the same ones you've had for a while. Truth being told, you had been feeling unworthy of Mick for a bit. How everyone around him always seemed to have time to go on his adventures, how they loved to be in groups and how you did not fit in the type everyone seemed to think the young driver deserved.

Heading to the kitchen, you looked at the time on the oven to see that it was just past dinner time, not seeing anything that indicated that Mick had the meal already. While you waited for the water to boil so you could make some tea, your hands tapped on the counter, Mick's words from before getting to you. Were you going to call it? Especially like this? Were you on different pages? Did he think you didn't deserve him either? All thoughts spiralled, the kettle long forgotten as you started to feel tingles on your legs, almost like you were incapable of standing on them, making your rest your back on the wall, letting your body slide slowly until your butt hit the floor while your lungs felt like they couldn't get enough air inside them.

You closed your eyes, trying to regulate your breathing as best as you could when you felt the floor vibrate almost, the feeling not getting enough time to be processed as another texture caught your senses, soft fur along your arms before you felt what you recognised as Angie's tongue lick your cheek, her snout later making you tilt your chin upwards while you heard your boyfriend's voice, "Liebling, Y/N, liebling, hey...! Breathe for us, yeah?", Mick said as you tried your best to follow his voice and block out everything else, looking for his hand to hold while Angie managed to lay on top of your legs.

"That's it, nice and slow, very good. You're doing so good, my love, so good", Mick said as he rubbed your knuckles, "big, deep breath, just like I'm doing", waiting to see some colour come back to your face and for you to return back to a normal breathing pattern, the tears now concerning him, "what's the matter?", he said gently, "are you going to break up with me?", you forwarded, "just be honest, it is a yes or no question", you yelped.

Shaking his head and himseld out of his stance, Mick sat in front of you, "Y/N, I'm not breaking up with you", he clarified, "I understand now that the way I said it was not the best, but we need to talk it out. But to me it doesn't mean that, not until we fight for it, fight for us", he smiled softly, seeing you calm down almost totally, your hands a little shaky still while the Australian Shepherd looked up at you, "your head is heavy, miss Angie", you chuckled, finally feeling her head on your legs.

Helping you get up once you felt strong enough to do so, Mick handed you a cup of water and let you drink it, watching you closely before grabbing your hand, "can we talk about it?", he said, "I don't want you to feel worse, but I don't like to be like this with you either", he explained while you nodded in agreement, squeezing his hand in yours as you walked to the sofa in the living room.

"First, I want to apologise for what I said. I know that I said it and I can't undo it, I know it hurt you, and that is something I never want to do, ever", Mick started, "so, I'm sorry, Y/N", he looked into your eyes, "but, like I said, I want us to talk about it because I feel like that will be how we understand what is going on", he encouraged you.

Gulping, you fiddled with his fingers, "I feel like, sometimes, I'm not what you deserve", you started, "like you could do so much better", you were interrupted by him, "I'm sorry for not noticing you were feeling like this", Mick said, "It's not your fault", you said, looking around the room, "I get insecure about it. That you'll leave. About how I am different than the rest of your friends' and their partners, how I can't go on all these trips because I have work, how I'll never look like the beautiful women that surround you everywhere and that support you around the world, but I also know that you love me just like that and would never make me change who I am, it's just the articles, it messed me up, I'm sorry too", you whispered, your voice cracking fully as the tears left your eyes, Mick's hand stretching to wipe them.

"You mean the world to me, Y/N. You're the most beautiful woman out there and I only care about you. And I want to see you thrive, wether it is in work or other things, I want to see you happy and be the luckiest man in the world that gets to be loved by you, to see you be an even better person everyday", he said as he looked at your lips, "I want you to be with me on trips and adventures, sure, but I will never ask you to drop everything you have and come with me just for that", he mused, "and I would never ever do anything like that to you, nothing they wrote ever crossed my mind. I love you too much to every hurt you like that, and it bothered me that you considered it. I now understand why, so", he kissed the top of your head before looking back at you, eye to eye, "anytime you have these doubts, you can come and talk to me. And I mean it. I'll make sure to remind you everyday of how much I love you and how you mean the world to me", he smiled, seeing a sparkle in your eyes, "Thank you for being so understanding", you said, "I love you, Mick", you smiled, "so so so much", before locking your lips with his, Angie wagging her tail around you, "are you doing that because you want some food?".

[aldbooks]

For the writing prompts- "I don't think you realize just how much trouble we're in right now." For Elucien? If it inspires you!

Prompt list

This one is partially inspired by this scene:

This gets a little spicy 🌶

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Elain was awoken by a noise that didn't fully register until she heard a voice calling up to her from the floor below.

"Elain?"

Gasping, she sat bolt upright, coming fully awake at the sound of her sister entering the town house. What was the point of moving out of the River House to "gain some independence" if people were just going to show up unannounced whenever they felt like it? Never mind that her sister technically owned the house.

Clutching the sheets to her chest, she reached out and smacked the warm body laying beside her. Lucien made a sound of protest, but didn't other wise stir until she wedged a foot against his side and shoved him unceremoniously to the floor.

Wincing at the thud of his body hitting the floor, and his groaned curse, she lunged over the side of the bed and slapped a hand over his mouth. "Feyre's here," she hissed. "You need to hide."

Lucien gave her an indignant look from where he lay naked on the floor, followed by an expression that clearly said, "why? she's going to know anyway."

Which was true. The room reeked of him. Of the two of them together. Still, she wasn't ready yet for the entire circle to know about the two of them yet, even if they already knew they were mates. She was enjoying the intrigue and secrecy of them sneaking about the last few weeks. She didn't want to share him yet.

Scowling at her mate, who simply rolled his eyes at her and shifted his massive body under the bed, Elain leaped to her feet and threw a robe over herself before hurrying out of the bedroom to meet her sister on the stairs where, hopefully, Lucien's scent wasn't as strong.

Halting, Feyre gave her a curious once over, pausing on her hair, which she belatedly realized had to be an absolute mess after their rather... strenuous activities the night before.

"Morning," Elain said brightly.

Feyre arched a brow. "Morning... I knocked a few times, but you didn't answer."

You could've just come back later, Elain muttered in her head. She'd been hoping to spend a bit more time in bed with Lucien... whose scent she was also just realizing covered not just her bedroom, but her. Shit.

Feeling herself blush, she tightened the belt on her robe and cleared her throat. "I was still sleeping. I didn't hear you. What's up?"

What the hell was so important it couldn't wait until I actually answered the door? She thought, rather peevishly.

As though hearing her thoughts, Feyre cocked her head, smirking slightly. "Mor and I were going into the city for brunch. I was going to see if you'd like to join us... Lucien can come too if he's not otherwise occupied..." At this last, Feyre raised her voice enough that Lucien would hear her, glancing up the stairs. And though they both paused to listen, no reply came from that quarter.

Feyre's smirk grew in proportion to the blush on Elain's face. "Of course, if the two of you have better things to do today... I suppose we'll see you both at dinner?"

There was a pause before Lucien's muttered reply drifted down the stairs. "Sounds great."

Winking, her sister turned and sauntered back down the stairs. "Have fun," she tossed over her shoulder before disappearing out the front door.

As soon as Elain was sure she was gone, she sprinted back up the stairs. Slamming the door behind her, she leaned heavily against it and groaned at the sight of Lucien, still gloriously naked, sprawled on her bed once again, hands behind his head without a care in the world.

She shook her head, mortification flooding her even as her belly clenched and heated at the sight of him, waiting for her. "I don't think you realize how much trouble we're in."

Lucien laughed, a rough, lazy sound that made her knees weak. "Why? Because it's no longer a secret? Lady, I'm quite sure they already know. Though, if the scent of me all over you wasn't enough to tip them off by now, perhaps I should try marking you..."

He looked her over with predatory intent and, suddenly, a band of fire encircled her waist, pulling her towards him like a leash. Stumbling forward on shaky legs, she allowed him to pull her back into bed with him.

Rolling her onto her back, the band of fire now encircled her wrists, holding them over her head as he tugged the belt of her robe loose and parted the fabric, exposing her for his gaze. trailing a warm finger down her cheek, he hummed to himself as he surveyed her.

"What do you think, mate?" he purred. "Shall I mark you so the whole world knows you're mine?"

Fighting the urge to squirm and press her thighs together, her voice was hoarse as she answered, "Only if I can mark you."

Fire flashed in his one russet eye, a delighted smirk gracing his beautiful face. "Feeling a bit territorial?"

"It's only fair," she said sweetly.

"So it is..." Lucien leaned down, drawing her lip between his teeth. "You may mark me as many times as you like, mate. I am yours."

She shivered at his words. She hadn't officially accepted the bond yet, but truthfully, it was only a matter of time.

Returning to his previous task, he pulled back, once again surveying her naked body. "Where shall I mark you?" he asked, trailing a finger down to her collar bone. "Here?"

Drifting further down, he circle one nipple. "Here?" She pressed her lips together to stifle a whimper.

A bit further and his palm grazed her hip. "Here?" The backs of his finger brushed the inside of her thighs finally and she spread them automatically, earning her a pleased grin. "Or perhaps here?"

At the thought of bearing his mark in such an intimate place, her entire body ignited. Smelling her arousal, Lucien's grin turned devilish and he repositioned himself between her legs, throwing them over his shoulder. "As you wish."

Arching her back when she felt him suckle the delicate skin between his teeth, Elain felt the mate bond between them purr with satisfaction. And when his growl skittered over her body before his tongue delved into her core, she thought yes... they were indeed in trouble.

[mantisgodsart]

[Tonight I dreamed of teeth and claws and what felt like a million grasping hands chasing me through an endless field. The air smelled of sulphur and acid, and I could tell something was watching me, far beneath the moss and earth.

I woke to find I had been shedding wing scales in my sleep, and that apparently one of my primary containment chambers was registering a foreign presence within it. The only thing there when I checked, however, was Mal, who is supposed to be there - and certainly not supposed to be registering as an intruder.

I hope I don't have to update containment over this. Rescribing every little knot in the weave every time I need to strengthen or add to it gets tiring, when you have to do it multiple times a month. Maybe I should start looking for an apprentice again, if only so I don't have to maintain the entire laboratory myself.

There's an old joke about this sort of thing, charmsmiths only getting an apprentice when they need to make sure someone's take down notes about the experiment that kills them. I'd like to think it's more simply making sure that my knowledge doesn't die with me...]

One of the two left over from @bug-oc Round 1, Mal from @sushiikando gets a post all to their own, just like a Round 2 contestant! This is both because zey're a big/complicated design and because we... really aren't gonna be done Pola any time soon. Which is probably what we get for making a comic, even a short comic, while in the time of summer where we actively struggle to think. Oh, well. We'll get it done eventually.

More details under cut, as usual - despite our enthusiasm for walls of text, we don't particularly want to completely obliterate your dashboard. We're getting kicked in the dick by fatigue right now, so further ones might take a bit - we've got Maria sketched out, and Pola's comic only really needs painting and accompanying story, so all fates willing, it shouldn't be too too much of a holdup. There's an abundance of things that we would LOVE to be doing right now, but heat does awful things to our brain, we're still feeling off from being sick, and with tourism season in swing to boot even with our current medication it's an uphill battle to get ourself to do anything at the moment. Hopefully, this clears up soon. For now, we're still very much alive.

First things first - wow, this one took a few drafts. Although not really an originally anticipated difficulty, the lack of reference of just what Mal looks like under that coat made a lot of our original ideas fall a bit flat unless we wanted to make something up from whole cloth. Marigold's transmutations don't include clothes by default, since actively incorporating inanimate objects into an animate body is both difficult and much, much fussier than usual when you're using Marigold's particular methods.

We tried a few initial designs that stopped at that point, then tried at incorporating the coat into the design more properly a la the more "abstract" brews, but after a few fell flat, we sort of... just started throwing spaghetti at the wall, so to speak, and spaghetti stuck. The body patterns here are, for the most part, entirely made up. Maybe the patterns distorted, maybe they didn't - we don't know what's under the coat and we will likely never learn. It's probably fine.

Our primary inspiration here is eastern dragons, particularly the mythos of the koi who climbed the waterfall - the colors and patterns of Mal's design reminded us of koi patterns on first glance, and after a few drafts, we started running with the concept, using both Mal's wings and the shape of the lab coat for "fins". Runaway To The Stars's Bug Ferrets also provided some inspiration (particularly in the face - if you click the link, those mandibles might start looking very familiar).

We also took some amount of inspiration from theveryworstthing's REMwolf series, particularly Laika and The Morriss Dragon, though a lot of the particularly body-horror-y and sillhouette-breaking effects we might have wanted to include in a more detailed piece got nixed by a lack of time. We cannot take the duration of the entire tournament to draw one Round 1 contestant, unfortunately. Even if we wish we could've gotten a bit more detailed, and we very much would've liked to tinker with working in some design elements akin to Sea Legs or Guard Dog or Biology Lab, we're very nearly a full month overdue by now. We have other contestants to paint, and so we must move on.

...fuck, this took a while. Thank you for being patient with us while our brain's scaffolding falls to pieces! We dearly appreciate it. Hope you have an excellent summer!

[vigilantdesert]

Out of Character - Activity Update

Peeks around the door

Hi everyoneeeeeeee

I think I'm back? I think. Probably more sporadically than once I was, but I do miss everyone and I miss my ladies so much.

I'll queue this up a few times, but essentially, here's what I'm thinking: I'm going to keep my old drafts around for a week or so, and if anybody wants to continue something in particular we'll keep it going. Otherwise, I think I'm going to delete most of my drafts because I have more than 80 rn and that's extremely overwhelming and part of the reason I had to take a break.

I don't think I need to do any rules updates or anything, there was no big reason other than time and energy that I took the break - and the book!

Which is almost 3/4 of the way drafted and definitely has not run into a massive stumbling block that I'm trying to get out of! Hopefully working on something else for a while will jog that back.

All in all, I'm so happy to be back and writing with you all <3 I'll put out a new starter call soon, and again, if you want to keep something in particular, DM me or discord me, whatever's easiest.

[authorsadiethatcher]

Summer is almost over. I'm writing this in the middle of the month, so we'll call this the State of the Thatcher Address for September and October. This post would have happened earlier, but I've been traveling, so there have been some delays.

With fall just about here, I'm wearing long sleeves more often and I keep having to check when sunset is to prevent getting caught out doing daylight activities in the dark.

I've got big plans for the next six weeks, not all of them bimbo related, but most of them writing related. Some projects I can talk about, others I can't. That's just how it is, but I'll share what I can.

A quick reminder that you can find my books on Amazon, Smashwords, Google Play Books, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and Everand. You can also read everything I’ve published under my Sadie Thatcher name since last May 2023 on Ream, which is a subscription platform built specifically for authors. You can check out my Ream page below.

Ream: https://reamstories.com/sadiethatcher

And speaking of Ream, I have a Ream exclusive novel called The Muse (extreme dollification) that is now complete. I’ve made the first three chapters available for free. All you have to do is sign up as a follower at the link above to get a taste of my first real story that is too extreme for Amazon. I'm thinking about writing another Ream exclusive, but I haven't had any ideas for it yet.

I also post the occasional bit of flash fiction for followers on Ream. I have one up already and plan to post another one this week. As soon as I’m inspired, I’ll add a new mini-story to Ream.

On the Libby Feron front, my fantasy writing has stalled. I have shiny object syndrome. I keep getting new ideas that distract me before I can finish anything. I'm back to wanting to write a series of novellas. I also am committed to writing Astra's first book this fall. Hopefully it all comes together soon. Since I don’t talk about my fantasy writing often, checking out https://libbyferon.com/ and signing up for the email newsletter is the best way to stay informed. At some point, there will be a free novella offered.

Now it’s time to talk about what to expect in the near future. I've finished two series already this month with The Stranger and Gullible. The omnibus of the latter was just submitted for publishing. And I've released the first book in the Country Club Series about an exclusive country club that wants a certain type of member and will brainwash people to fit the club culture rather than change to be more acceptable.

There are also several series that I haven't started yet, but will appear in the next six weeks or so. There's a series about a woman who gets turned on by being bullied and she lets the bully turn her into a bimbo as she gets off on it all. Then there is the yearly set of Halloween themed stories. None of these are fully thought out yet.

In addition to bullies and Halloween, it's also football season, and I have a football player TG story planned. Again, no details set in stone, but the football player will likely become a cheerleader. Or maybe there will be some sort of powderpuff game. I'm not quite sure yet. And finally, the end of October will feature the beginning of a breastaurant bimbo series.

So it's going to be an exciting and full few weeks. The season is changing.

[theravenchild]

Sorry I haven't been as active in the last week or so guys! I'm still here watching and I love you! With my Extra Life campaign and the release of the new Dragon Age game I've been pretty focused on that and Hellendil's brother (maybe we'll get a HL version of him soon?). Will try to set aside more time to at least keep the reblogs up and hopefully find some more time to continue our RPs (I have some really fun replies to do).

And speaking of Extra Life, if you were one of the $10 anon reward donors, can you please let me know so I can mail you your gifts once they come in? DMs are open so you don't have to send publicly. And, thank you so much for your support and helping heal kids!

[fanficwritingcentral]

This is Sparta! (AO3 link)

Summary: What happens when an immortal Spartan Prince needs something to do and decides that best thing is to make sure each generation of heros at least knows how to survive.

Or, Percy experiences his first Spartan training day at Camp.

Notes: This came to me with a vivid image of a grinning Hyacinthus standing in the middle of camp and Percy thinking this is the most attractive man I've ever seen and then I was like wait, why would Hyacinthus be there and then you get this.

Hope you enjoy 😘✌️.

Percy had started his first summer at Camp Half-blood after his quest (totally not thinking about the last line of the prophecy that hadn't come true yet), and after a few weeks, he finally got used to the routine things.

He'd wake up, get ready, have breakfast and then do whatever activities he'd assigned himself (yay being the only member of the Poseidon cabin).

Today he woke up like any other day, got ready like any other day and had breakfast like any other day.

He sat at his table, ate blue pancakes and let himself get absorbed in the noise of all the other campers chatting with each other at their tables (he was totally not feeling alone).

As Percy and the other campers finished their food, Chiron chimed his cup with his knife, cutting through the noise, Mr D. next to him not even twitching at the sound. "Heros, today we'll be doing Sparta day!" He announced once he had everyone's attention, "make sure to prepare yourselves and meet at the Big House in two hours time!"

All the campers cheered at the news, especially the Ares cabin who roared their approval. Soon, everyone began to chant Sparta while banging their fists on the table.

What was Sparta day, Percy thought as he looked around at everyone in confusion, and what does Chiron mean in preparing yourself. He tried to spot Annabeth at her table to see how she felt about this and saw that she was grinning and banging her fists in excitement like all the others.

Hopefully she can explain this to him after.

Hopefully.

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"Sparta day is where we train like the Spartans used to." Annabeth said as she stood outside her cabin with Percy, making sure she had her cap, dagger and what seemed to be a golden compass that Percy had never seen her have before.

"Oh, ok" said Percy who had no idea how the Spartans used to train, "and what exactly is that like?"

Annabeth looked at him with a wild grin, "it's survival training, Lord Hyacinthus comes to camp-"

"Lord Hyacinthus?" Percy cut in, "isn't that Apollo's old boyfriend person?"

"Yes," answered Annabeth and then opened her mouth to continue on with her explanation.

But, "isn't he supposed to be a flower?" Percy asked, he was sure he knew this story.

Annabeth rolled her eyes and waved a hand, "that's old news, Seaweed brain," she said, "he got better."

"Oh." Percy didn't want to risk asking how does one get better from being a flower, he could feel Annabeth was getting a little inpatient.

"Now," Annabeth said, "as I was saying. Lord Hyacinthus comes to camp and sends everyone over 10 years old into a random area in the woods and we have until the sun sets to get back. Younger and newer campers like you are sent to areas closer and older and experienced campers like me are sent further."

Percy rolled his eyes at how proud Annabeth sounded with including herself as a more experienced camper than him. "What can we take with us?"

Annabeth patted her pockets, "only what can fit in here."

"What happens if we don't make it out in the time limit?"

"Lord Hyacinthus brings you back in front of everyone and it's the worst. Everyone knows you failed and you have to wait until next Sparta day to redeem yourself."

"Got it, get back in time or face ultimate shame."

"Exactly." She nodded.

"Thanks for that Wise Girl," Percy brushes a hand through his hair, "now I guess I need to get ready."

Annabeth raised her eyebrow, "do you know what you'll need?"

"Uh," he paused, "yes?"

She huffed and rolled her eyes, "come on Seaweed brain, let's go get you ready."

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Percy made his way back to the the Big House with Annabeth and joined in with the crowd of campers that had gathered outside. The campers chatted about what might happen in the training and the air buzzed with their excitement.

Chiron stood in front of them all and next to him stood an extremely beautiful man that almost looked feminine, with wild hair, smooth tan skin and a perfectly symmetrical face. The man also wore a wreath of leaves on his head. Percy was sure he had never seen him before, but something about him felt familiar.

Percy elbowed Annabeth, "who's that," he whispered to her, nodding to the beautiful man with crossed arms looking over everyone with a frown that did nothing to dampen his attractiveness, "is that Lord Hyacinthus?"

Annabeth snorted, "definitely not Seaweed Brain, that's Mr D."

Percy quickly looked back at the man, "are you serious?"

"Yep," she said, "everytime Lord Hyacinthus visits, Mr D. always changes his form to that."

"Why?" Percy asked looking back at her.

Annabeth's face became a little pink and avoided Percy's eyes, "well, Lord Apollo named Lord Hyacinthus most beautiful among men for a reason."

"Do you mean Mr D. likes his brother's boyfriend," Percy whispered harshly to Annabeth, "doesn't he have a wife?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "This is the Greek Parthenon," she said with a hint of exasperation. "Everyone cheats on everyone here."

Her face flushed again as she continued, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "Look, you’ll understand better once you meet Lord Hyacinthus."

Percy snorted and turned back to the two Camp Directors, "ok Wise Girl, ok."

"Attention Heros!" Chiron shouted, ensuring all eyes were on him, "Lord Hyacinthus will be here soon. Make sure you have everything you believe is necessary to survive in the woods. Those under ten years old, you will be doing your daily activities as normal with some weapons training later on with Lord Hyacinthus."

The older campers let out loud groans at these words.

"Tomorrow will be your turn as it has always been." Chiron said in a long suffering tone.

He then cleared his throat, "Now, let me go over the rules again, for the new campers, first timers and veterans of survival training."

But, just as Chiron opened his month announcing rule one, the sound of an engine cut him off. As the sound got closer and louder, Percy could tell it was the sound of a motorbike, and looking around Percy saw campers nudging each other with grins. Annabeth next to him stood straighter and her grey eyes glimmered with excitement, "is this Lord Hyacinthus?" Percy whispered to her.

"Yes," she whispered back, "now stop talking."

Percy crossed his arms and huffed, suddenly a motorbike braked right in front of where Chiron and Mr D stood. The motorbike was a pearlescent white with images of swans detailed all over it. The man on the bike wore dark blue denim jeans and a black leather jacket, his helmet glimmered gold and when he took it off, it uncovered dark loose curly hair.

"I'll take it from here Chiron," Lord Hyacinthus said with a smooth voice and an audible grin, "and Dionysus," he paused then continued with a deeper voice, "don't you look well."

Mr D smirked, "nice to see you too, Hyacinthus."

The two looked at each other for a while and as they did the temperature seemed to get hotter, the sun shone brighter and just before it started to get uncomfortable, Lord Hyacinthus turned around. "Touchy, touchy," he said laughing softly and then smiled widely at everyone.

Finally seeing his face, Percy understood what Annabeth meant. Lord Hyacinthus was the most beautiful man he had ever seen, even more than how Mr D made himself look. Lord Hyacinthus' hair curled artfully around his smooth tanned face, unblemished other than a stark white scar near his left eyebrow that seemed to go into his hair. His grin was warm and inviting and made his purple eyes crinkle attractively.

Percy felt his cheeks tingle and his face went warm as he looked at Lord Hyacinthus and knew that he was bright red. Having a quick look around, he was thankful to see that he wasn't the only one looking flustered.

"Now," Lord Hyacinthus clapped his hands and rubbed them, "who's ready for survival day!"

All the campers cheered and Percy tried to subtly rub his ears from the noise as Annabeth cheered along right next to him.

Lord Hyacinthus laughed, "Wonderful! Now before I tag on from Chiron and go over the rules that I'm sure most of you know, I'd like to shout out to my wonderful beautiful children. I love you and I'm proud of you, you're doing amazing and we'll talk later," he then made a heart shape with his hands. Percy could hear a few low groans in response and swore he heard someone say quietly "by the gods dad stop who taught you that."

The God held the heart shaped over his head and turned side to side, ensuring everyone saw it. Bringing his hands down he then continued on, "Now, for survival day rules. Rule one: you must only take what you can hold on your body. Rule two: you must not seek to harm or sabotage another camper. Rule three: you must make it back here before sunset. Rule four:," he grinned sharply, "survive."

A sharp clap sounded in the area and Percy felt a slight weight in his pocket. What is that, Percy thought and reached in to the pocket and took out a golden compass he had seen Annabeth hold earlier.

"The compass you newbies now hold," Lord Hyacinthus said while bringing down his hands, "are all pre set to point back to camp, they are only pre set for this year, next year you're on your own. Is everything understood?"

The campers screamed "YES!" collectively and Percy again rubbed his ears.

Lord Hyacinthus laughed, "Excellent! Now," he brought his hands out, "get to it." And clapped sharply again.

Percy blinked and found himself suddenly in the middle of the woods. The noise of the creaking trees, leaves rustling and bugs buzzing now surrounded him. "Ok," he said to himself, " I just have to get back to camp, easy."

He looked at the thick forest of trees in front of him, holding Riptide in pen form in one hand and the compass in the other, "just easy."

[schizochasm]

Hey. Just your friendly neighbourhood schizophrenic giving an update.

(TW: mention of sh and general mental health issues)

So...

I haven't checked my notifications yet.

I know I just kinda disappeared.

I've been in a dark place lately.

And I just wanted to come on and say I'm alive.

I'm still here. Don't worry about that. <3

I'm just doing really shit mentally so I haven't had the energy to check Tumblr.

I may be pretty much inactive for a while to come.

Depends on how this develops.

We'll see if I have the energy to post/ check things.

I'll come back for sure.

Just dealing with a lot from my own head lately.

I wanna be active again, but it's hard to muster the energy.

While there are No worries about me staying alive and wanting to be active, I'm not getting out the other side the way I came in.

I remember posting about my $h incident.

I had another incident.

And I'm just in a bad place.

New scars, but I'll live.

I'm trying to just get by and hopefully I can be more active again soon enough.

Know that I think about some of y'all.

And I will come back.

I'm just really drained and hurt.

Stay safe as always and take your damn vitamins! <3

Peace out.

[mists-reading-nook]

[Letter Event!]

{Minecraft crossovering time with whatever au(s) you choose!}

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(Uh oh! The WiFi in your entire area is out, and you can't play Minecraft with your friend!

(Thankfully, this is the perfect time to write down some information about the game your friend hasn't learned yet.

(Except after looking away from the papers for one second, it vanished.

(Aww maaaan!)

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(In another world, Il Dottore splays open folded writings not intended for him or Teyvat)

--- 📝 ---

Nether Portal = 3x2 obsidian frame, vertical. Corners don't need to be obsidian. Activate by lighting with flint and steel.

Brewing Stand = 3 cobblestone + blaze rod

Blaze Powder is needed for brewing, craft with blaze rods

Enchantment Table = 4 obsidian + 2 diamonds + book

The more bookshelf surrounding an enchantment table, the better the enchants. 15 bookshelves yield the best enchants, but more expensive.

Lapis lazuli is needed to enchant as are levels and EXP.

(included in the papers are an assortment of scribbles, some 3x3 boxes with doodles inside and a large doodle next to them, a 3x2 black box with the corners crossed out with red, a yellow stick with an arrow next to it pointing to yellow dusts, and more, as if to illustrate the author's instructions.)

--- 📝 ---

(There was much, much more to the contents of the papers, that seemed to write down every little detail about this Nether Dimension, several Potions that could be made through this "brewing stand", and what was perhaps everything to this Enchanting.)

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{Dottore has all the knowledge about the Nether Dimension, Brewing, and Enchanting in Minecraft, but will the rules of the block game apply itself to Teyvat? That's for you to dictate.}

{Does Dottore follow the papers to the letter (despite not even knowing wtf a crafting table is) or figure out a different means of crafting?}

{Does he keep this knowledge to himself or reveal it?}

{Does any attempt to follow the papers end in failure or success?}

{Let's find out!}

MINECRAFT AU??? OMFG I LOVE MINCRAFT AUS SKEKEJNSK <3

Minecraft is my most favorite thing on earth <3,so let's do this

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At first,he tries to tackle it on his own. He sends out any agent he can get his hands on to find this "obsidian". He doesn't find too much,considering Tevyat has a very limited supply. He then tries to make it. He isn't very successful,and people are starting to get suspicious. So,he does what any scientist would do in his situation. Keep going. He tries again and again and again,yet he simply cannot make this "obsidian". He studies the papers quite thoroughly,even making his own notes here and there,but he cannot make heads or tails of it. He wonders if this "nether dimension" is even real. It had to be,considering the papers just randomly appeared on his desk one day,and he didn't see anyone place them there.

At this point he's scrapped all other projects to focus on this one,and it's quite the expensive endeavor. One that's been raising even more suspicion. However,one day he strikes gold. The people he sent out to find obsidian found a vein in Liyue. Perfect. Now he can see what this "dimension" is all about.

Back in your world,a shiver runs up your spine. You have no idea why,but something tells you that something weird is going to happen soon. And you'd be right.

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Heh hehehe what is Dottore gonna do? We'll find out! Very very soon hopefully...

Anyway,this ask genuinely made my minecraft loving heart very happy,so thank you anon <3