#i can't very well leave you all until 2023 for the next chapter

[singsweetmelodies]

I do not mean to rush you AT ALL

BUT

IM DYIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG for the continuation (is that an English word???) of the fake dating au

I’ll have you know that I WILL contact authorities!!! (mostly to contain myself to be honest)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH anon consider this my official love declaration, kskdjdndbdjd, this made me laugh so much 🤣🤣❤️❤️❤️❤️ i genuinely adore you for this omfg. YOU ARE THE SWEETEST and your excitement is making me excited now tooooo <3333

also. before you do call 999 - i actually do have a bit of good news for you re: the next chapter 😘 thanks to my bestie @redyellowstupid's lovingly aggressive intervention ("YOU CANNOT LEAVE THE POOR PEOPLE WAITING UNTIL 2023 FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER KATIE WTF") we will most likely be having the next chapter tonight. the good old "sunday at approx. 11pm UK time" except this time it'll have to be "sunday at approx. 11pm South African time" because that's where i currently am lmao.

anyways yes, the point is: chapter 6 will be out tonight, hopefully. almost certainly in fact. i just need to tidy up the worst of my 2am-typos (and have a quiet lament that i STILL haven't reached the plot point i planned this whole chapter around akhshdgdjsgdhdgdg) but then approx. 7k of competitive idiots piarles will be all yours ❤️

and again for good measure: I LOVE YOU ANON ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😘😘😘

[sunny44]

Ruin it

Pairing: Max Verstappen x journalist!reader

Warnings: SMUT, cuss words, cheating and probably other things.

Summary: You and max were always teasing each other and over the years it turned into a huge sexual tension, until the fights of all the years and the accumulated lust turned into one long night of great sex.

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Max Verstappen.

We certainly had our moments.

Max and I used to race in go-karts together with Charles, Pierre, Alex and a few other drivers from the current grid and he hated the fact that I always beat him.

Which means he hated me too.

Over the years our fights became teasing and a huge sexual tension that we both realized but pretended we didn't since Max was with Kelly and for obvious reasons she didn't like me either.

Over time I realized that karting was just a hobby that I enjoyed so I didn't invest in a racing career and went into journalism becoming a formula 1 reporter.

We were in Vegas for the first Grand Prix in the city and I was very excited, especially as today it could be decided between Max and Charles who would be the world champion.

The cars were lined up in their positions and when the red lights went out the chaos started, at the first lap we lost George, Magnussen, Piastri and Ocon.

On lap 34 Charles takes Max's position taking first place and me as a reporter who can't have favorites follow me too much not to celebrate in front of everyone.

Charles was my friend and I really wanted him to win but I think I wanted Max to lose much more.

But unfortunately in the end Max passed Charles and became 3 times world champion.

The podium was fast, the champagne looked great and now I was here doing the interviews with the drivers and finally my arch enemy appears.

"Well Max we can say it was a great day for you today."

"Absolutely, we were flying."

"How does it feel to have become Formula 1 world champion for the third time?"

"I'm very happy, this result means that all the hard work team and I have put in over the year has not been in vain and now I'm looking forward to having a drink and celebrating."

"That's great, hope you have an amazing night and we see you next year." He smiles and waves leaving."Well guys that was 3 time world champion Max Verstappen, I'm

Y/n y/l/n and we end our 2023 season, see you next year."

They turn off the camera and I thank the whole team and pick up my things leaving when someone calls out to me.

"I could almost see the look of disgust on your face, lucky it's only me."

"Don't you have a party to go to?" I ask turning around and seeing Max.

"We do and it's at the Plaza, your name is on the list in case you want to go."

"And why would I go?"

"To celebrate that I won."

"I wasn't rooting for you to win."

"I know, and you have no idea how much that motivated me to win." He says stepping close to me. "I'm counting on you being there."

"Your girlfriend doesn't mind you being here trying to convince me to come to your little party?"

"She's not the boss of me and she didn't come to the race."

"Got it, I hope you have a bad night." I say walking out and just hear him yell one back.

...

I was lying on my bed staring at the ceiling with a lot of boredom thinking about the party Max had invited me to. Obviously I didn't want to go somewhere where he was but staying here in the room alone while I could be there drinking and having fun was also not an option.

So I got ready and asked for an Uber to the place where the party was going to be, I gave my name at the entrance and they said I was in the VIP area which I wouldn't go because obviously there would be few people and Max would be one of them.

I went to the bar to get something to drink and I felt a presence behind me and when I turned around to see who it was I saw only his chest and I looked up and Max was there with those damn blue eyes that I could spend the day looking at.

"I thought you said you weren't coming."

"Yeah but I was lying naked in my hotel bed with nothing to do so I thought a free drink wouldn't be a bad idea."

"I have lots of ideas of what you could have done naked in your hotel bed." He says coming closer.

"And are you in any of them?"

"Maybe."

"Then put it out of your mind because as far as I know you're committed to miss I’m dating an f1 champion."

"Imagining is not cheating as far as I know."

"If you say so." I downed my drink and looked at him. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go dance and maybe find someone to take me back to my hotel room."

…

The party was great and I was sweaty from dancing, I went to get a drink of water and saw Daniel coming towards me.

"Can I ask you a favor?" He says taking a deep breath after seemingly circling the whole party looking for me.

"Sure."

"Can you take Max back to the hotel? I already tried but he said he won't leave unless he goes with you."

"Fucking hell." I say following him and see Max drunkenly calling my name.

"There you are." He gets up and almost goes but I hold him back. "Where have you been all party?"

"Having fun far away from you."

"Ouch." He runs his hand over my face, taking away the hair that was there. "Wow, you're so beautiful."

"Thanks, let's go."

After a lot of effort we managed to get to the hotel, I couldn't find his room keys and Max muttered something about them being with Daniel so I took his hand and we walked to my room, he was already much better since the city traffic was crazy and took us an hour to get here, he was still a little altered but he knew what he was doing.

"Are you going to let me sleep in your room?"

"Well I'm not going to go chasing someone to get another key to your room and I'm not going to let you leave like that either so it looks like we don't have any other option."

That said I go to get my pajamas but when I went to pass he put his hands around my waist and put his face close to mine.

"You're beautiful you know that right?"

"You already said that, like a while ago."

"I know but I wanted to say it again." I hated it when he looked me straight in the eye because I couldn't look away from those damn blue eyes.

"I hate it when you stare at me."

"Why?"

"Because I hate that I can't stop looking into your eyes."

"Good, because I don't want you to stop looking at them." He comes even closer. "Do you even know how hard I'm trying not to ruin my relationship right now?"

"Ruin it." I say without even thinking.

"What?" he asks shocked.

"I said ruin it."

Max and I start kissing and at the same time his tongue enters my mouth, it was a wild kiss that I could not separate even if I wanted to.

We walk without separating the kiss to the bed where he lays me down and gets on top of me.

One of his hands was on my face and my hands pass through his back going to the hem of his shirt trying to take it off.

He understands my gesture and takes off his shirt and he stops for a few seconds and just stares at me before taking off my blouse and starts kissing down to my neck and my breast.

I lift my back from the bed for him to open my bra and Max wastes no time in starting to suck my breast making me squirm on the bed.

He goes down the kisses to my belly and with his hands squeezes my breasts, he kisses my pussy still covered with the thin lace of my black pantries and soon removes all my clothes leaving me completely naked.

He kisses my thighs and starts massaging my clit with his fingertips making me moan and soon I feel his tongue on my pussy making quick movements.

He stared at me and the exchange of glances was what was making the environment even hotter than it already was.

I raise my hips giving him access to all my pussy and he holds my hips and leaves a strong grip on my ass, then he sticks two fingers inside my pussy without cutting the movement of his mouth.

"Fuck." I grumble trying to hold back my moans. "Keep doing it like that, that's how I want it."

He adds a third finger and I can't control any more moans, they are getting louder and louder.

I feel my legs starting to shake, signaling that I'm going to come at any moment.

I warn him and he intensifies his movements until I reach my limit.

He swallows my cum and continues in my pussy until he starts kissing my whole body, leaving some hickeys on my breast and going to my neck and reaching my ear.

"I knew one day I would make you scream my name in the middle of the night." he bites my lobe and kisses my mouth again.

I take off the bottom of his clothes, also leaving him naked, and switch our positions getting on top of him.

I sit on his lap and start to make a delicious friction in our intimacies hearing a muffled moan from the blond and his cock getting more and more bigger.

He holds my neck tight and makes me lie completely on top of him while he attacks my lips.

I stop the kiss and make a trail of kisses down his neck leaving some hickeys on the way until I reach his cock and kiss the tip.

When I was about to start sucking his cock, Max holds my hair tightly and starts making the movements himself making me choke a few times, his moans were getting louder and louder when he increases the movements and cums in my mouth.

I don't usually swallow, but this time I did it without thinking twice.

"How about you sitting on my face?" I walk over to him and sit on his face.

I hold onto the headboard, making back and forth movements while he sucks me and holds my breasts tight while I go up and down doing all the work while his tongue remains still.

He stops sucking me and I sit back on his lap as he looks at me, seeming to have an idea.

"I want to fuck you in a different way." he says in his sexy voice. "Face the window, I want everyone to see that you're mine tonight."

I do as he asks thanking that my room is on the second to last floor because they would never be able to see that it's the two of us.

"Good girl, now I'm going to fuck you, but you choose." He grabs my neck. "Do you want it tender or do you want a fuck with all the positions we can handle?"

"Fuck me hard, make me yours." I try to turn towards him but he won't let me.

"Your wish is my command schatz." he begins to fit his cock in my intimacy.

At that time I didn't care about anything, I didn't care that it was him, I didn't care that we were having sex let alone that he had a girlfriend that he was cheating on right now.

Soon he begins to give strong strokes in and out of me holding my neck with one hand as he squeezes my breast with de other.

He gets out of me and turns me over, putting my back against the window and grabbing my legs with his arms and fitting his member into me again in a strong and aggressive way.

The thrusts continue stronger and stronger and the only noises we hear in the room is our bodies colliding and heavy breathing.

We try to hold back our moans but every exit and entry inside me makes me want to scream his name.

I pull him into a kiss and he bites my bottom lip and still kissing me, Max leads me to the bed leaving my back against the mattress and him on top of me fucking me like it's the last thing he would do.

The last thing we would ever do.

Due to lack of air we stop the kiss and my hands go to his back leaving several scratches, I see him staring at me while I call his name.

I announce my apex to him who is also reaching his.

When I reach my limit and he continues inside me going faster and faster making me scream for him until he comes.

He gets out of me and I change position to doggy and he leaves a slap on my ass, entering me again and going slowly to torture me, until he increases the speed.

He squeezes my breasts and massages my nipple.

He pulls out of me and lies down pulling me to sit on his lap.

I fit his member inside me and start to ride slowly while he squeezes my waist and I start to move up and down when taking his member out of me, until we cum again and I fall tired on his chest.

He leaves a kiss on my forehead and keeps messing with my hair without changing position.

After a while of caresses between the two of us, we left and went straight to the bathroom, he discarded the condom while I went into the shower but he came after, I was on my back to him when he takes my wet hair off my neck and starts kissing him all over and turns me to him starting to kiss my mouth leaning me against the wall while the hot water falls on both of us.

He goes down and leaves a hickey in the middle of my breasts and goes down the kisses and penetrates me with three fingers, I put my hand on my mouth to contain the moans while he fucks me once again.

Soon he leaves a kiss on my pussy and goes back up making a trail of kisses through my body and he lifts my left leg and fucks me mercilessly.

With each thrust he says how beautiful I am and what a wonderful woman I was.

He bites my ear and my nipple in a pleasurable way, while his hands are on my ass.

He squeezes and moans softly in my ear, until together we reach our limit.

We shower together while he washes my hair and I do the same with him.

Leaving the shower, Max put on his underwear and I took his blouse and my panties and put them on too.

When we lay down he pulled me on top of him and soon he was asleep but I kept thinking about how we would react tomorrow morning after we recounted the conscience of our deeds, but honestly I wasn't going to lose my sleep thinking about it now, it was already done and I decided that tomorrow I would worry about it.

This is probably going to have more parts so let me know if you want to be tagged in the next ones.

[priincebutt]

Hey ho, let's go! Happy Wednesday, chickadees!! Can't believe we've made it to the end of February, if I'm being perfectly honest. Thank you as always to the lovelies @itsmaybitheway , @piratefalls , @wordsofhoneydew , @firenati0n , @getmehighonmagic , @onthewaytosomewhere and @magicandarchery for the tags!! This week, I'm bringing you the beginning of my next chapter of The Story of Us, because I finally feel like writing for it again!! I was in a lil slump, tbh, but I'm bound and determined to finish this piece and I'm very excited for the next few chapters!!

Despite their time spent apart weighing more than their time spent together, being with Henry is like a dream. It’s like Alex has just floated along, directionless despite thinking he’d had it all figured out, until he’d met Henry. He’d always sworn he wouldn’t be one of the ones who allowed his whole personality to be overcome by a relationship, but he gets it now – when someone has the other half of your heart, and that empty space in your chest has been filled with them, it’s impossible not to spend a multitude of moments thinking about Henry. Thinking, dreaming, ruminating on when they can be together again.

London had been unparalleled, and despite the tears they’d shed when he’d had to leave, Alex is glad to have those memories to get him through his ‘Henry dry spell’ as he’s taken to calling it. (Henry doesn’t find it very funny. Nora and June just roll their eyes at him.) And as much as he wants to fly across oceans to stand next to Henry and hold his hand, to catch him when he leaps off the stage every night in a new city, Alex has to focus on the play-offs that are fast approaching.

It just so happens that Henry is in New York for a few days one week for a photoshoot. He’s just been named Spotify’s Global Top Artist of 2023, and Alex, high on the successes of someone who is so important to him, decides to use his day off to drive up to the city to celebrate with Henry.

It’s an easy, quiet kind of rhythm between them now – commenting on each other’s posts, texting back and forth and keeping up a constant stream of communication. When Henry drops ‘You’re Losing Me’ to thank his fans, Alex listens to it on a non-stop loop in the weight room, as he’s driving to meetings, and while he cooks himself dinner that night. When Percy drops an insta story, Henry posing with a handful of raisins and a bottle of wine, a telltale snapshot from the past that claims this secret track was recorded months before Henry’s relationship with James ended, Alex’s heart breaks for him, and he immediately calls Henry, comforts him through the fresh wave of pain the release of this very personal track brings him. They talk on the phone well past midnight that night, and on his drive up the east coast the next morning, Alex is so thankful he’ll be able to wrap his arms around Henry in just a few short hours.

They meet at Henry’s hotel, and paparazzi are already waiting as Alex pulls up to the valet and hands over his car keys, then slings an overnight bag over his shoulder and tugs down his sunglasses, pointedly ignoring the hoard of camera-happy paps who call out to him, asking invasive questions and trying to capture his attention through shocking details they’ve been fed from a friend of a friend who knows Henry Fox personally.

It’s all bullshit, so he ignores it. It’s not their fucking business, and he refuses to give them even an inch, because he knows they’ll trample all over that and steal a mile.

Tags beneath the cut and thanks for reading friends!!

@forever-fixating , @sparklepocalypse , @firstsprinces , @sunnysideprince , @hgejfmw-hgejhsf , @anincompletelist , @zwiazdziarka

[dramioneasks]

Christmas Fics 2023 (Part 10):

A Very Malfoy Christmas by Abasicbibliophile - G, one-shot - He had done everything possible to stay away from him. Until, of course, their children ended up in the same year, in the same house. “I can't believe we're doing this,” Draco Malfoy repeated for the millionth time. His wife, who had long lost count, continued cutting potatoes nonchalantly. “I can't believe you're welcoming them, of all people, into our home with open arms!” In the season of (for)giving, what will Draco Malfoy do when an old friend from the past if forced back into his life due to their sons' friendship. Will Theodore Nott find a second chance in friendship? Or will the walls and barriers of the wizarding world forever end his chances?

Bad Omens by toriscrazycorner - E, one-shot - Hermione jumped at the chance of catching Draco in the Forbidden Forest after curfew. It didn’t matter if it was the first snow or not and it also didn’t matter she wanted to follow him.

Bleak Winter by LadyMorphia - E, one-shot - “Apples and oranges,” Malfoy cut in. “You really believe that a demonic entity could be placated by fruit. Fucking unbelievable.” “As I recall, you always enjoyed a good apple.” Hermione scowled at him. Malfoy was glaring at her now, his cool eyes glowing in the pitch darkness of the cave. “There’s only one offering that Krampus will accept. It can free both of us as well as Teddy,” he explained, his tone soft yet menacing. “The essence of sweat and souls.” Hermione almost laughed, but thought better of it when she noticed the intense manner in which he was studying her. “Sweat and souls?” she questioned, her voice wavering now. “Sex, Granger,” Malfoy replied coldly. “We need to fuck.” Hermione and Draco meet while on separate missions to rescue Teddy Lupin from Krampus. Can they do what needs to be done to escape the demon and save the boy?

A Merry Little Christmas by meggowaffle - E, one-shot - Alone in a cabin for two days with your worst enemy, what could possibly go wrong? --- Dearest Draco & Hermione, You’ve been lured here under false pretences. No one else will be arriving, at least, not until Christmas morning. There’s one village within Apparating distance, but since neither of you know where it is, and I didn’t leave any winter clothes in the cabin, I’d recommend against trying to walk or Apparate out. Harry will be mad at me if you splinch yourselves. Yes, Hermione. Before you ask, Harry begrudgingly agreed to this plan on the condition that I give you an out. If either of you wants to give up, all you need to do is send me a Patronus that says, “I’m a big baby and couldn’t handle two days alone with Draco/Hermione. I give up.” It’s that simple — I wonder which of you will quit first? There’s plenty of wine and a few sober up potions, and the house is stocked with anything else you might need. Board games are in the cupboard next to the fireplace. This is for your own good and you know it. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. Happy Christmas, Theo

Wishing on a Fallen Star by Sniper_Jade - E, 8 chapters - Hermione has spent the last ten years learning everything there is to know about the human brain, in a fruitless search to try and restore her parent's memories. She trusted that the soul mark on her arm meant that one day she would find that special person who made her life feel less empty and hopeless. What she found were two broken men who felt more like home than anything else. Can she figure out the solution to this problem before she has to face another lonely Christmas alone? [Draco x Hermione x Theo]

[mistresslrigtar]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged by my good friend @zeldaelmo. TY! You know I love to play these silly games 🤣 and yet, one more thing to help me procrastinate from working on my current WIP 😅

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1. How many works do you have on AO3?

a measley 10

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

219,706 - hey that's not too shabby for only 10 works!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Legend of Zelda - BotW/TotK mostly, some SS, one OOT, and an upcoming mishmash of SS/WW

I previously wrote some HP stuff (before all the awfulness with JKR aka She Who Shall Now Not Be Named) One I posted on AO3 because it was the best one of those

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Love in the Age of Calamity

I Belong to You

Enjoy the Silence

Can't Do This Again

Looking Through the Eyes of a Killer - the HP one!

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Most, yes. I want the readers to know how much I appreciate them and the time they took to leave me a message. There's actually one in my inbox I need to reply to!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I tend to wrap up my stories with a positive ending, but I suppose the angstiest ending goes to

Love in the Age of Calamity

There's no way it couldn't, although I personally love the ending (even thought it did make me cry when I wrote it) and hope to write a spin-off (maybe next year) about Aryll and the court poet, who I named Carik (but Link thought his name was Carrot)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

My Hylink story Adore I wrote for Zelink Week 2023. It's 5 chapters of angst and 2 of marital bliss (I do wish it had gotten a bit more traction on AO3. I was pretty proud of it when I wrote it) many thanks to my beta @fioreofthemarch!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet! I only have 14 dedicated readers and they're all so lovely, and leave positive comments. TYSM!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Um, not until recently 😂🤣 I wanted to try my hand at smut with I Belong to You (which was supposed to be a one-shot)

So it does have some smut in it, but honestly, it's story driven and the steamy scenes add to the story, characterizations, and motivation. I actually am very proud of this story and think it's the best thing I've written to date. And many thanks to my fantastic betas @hyylia and @zeldaelmo

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No. Although I do think you could easily write a cross-over with Legend of Zelda and Adventure Time.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No. My stuff isn't that good 😂

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I would like to with someone who is good at transitions, etc. Sometimes it will take me days to wrap up chapters because my mind goes completely blank when it comes time to write sequels to a scene 😭

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Zelink. It's the ship that brought me back to writing.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Well...my current WIP Captain Link Araki and the Harbinger of Destiny is giving me a WORLD of trouble, but I do love the character of Link I've created for it, so I'm going to try my hardest to complete it by the new year!

I have a HP WIP I started, and will probably never complete. It was an expansion of a short story I wrote called Aphrodite's Destiny (which I still absolutely love, even though the writing is probably not polished)

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue and characterization (at least, that is what I think my strengths are! My readers may disagree!)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptive writing (like the setting, lighting, what the characters are wearing, etc) that isn't boring or like reading a list! I worked on it in I Belong to You and hope I can continue to incorporate what I learned in my future stories.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Hmmm, I haven't thought much about that. I did include some song lyrics in I Belong to You that were in French and were supposed to represent the Rito language, but I included Zelda's thoughts about what those words meant.

I suppose if I were to write dialogue in another language, I would write the dialogue in italicized English but reference that they're actually speaking in another language.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HP

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

My favorite story is my current one - I Belong to You I'm not going to lie, I love my Link and Zelda in this story so much!

My second is my short story for HP - Aphrodite's Destiny

I think I'm supposed to tag some ppl?!! I tag @fioreofthemarch @cooking-with-hailstones @aurathian and @hyylia I know you all are busy and probably don't have the time! 😅

[annaphoenix1994]

Ch.77 - Preparations

Previous Chapter - Masterlist - Next Chapter

Pure fluff between Simon and his daughter; Simon comes home from his job for cuddles with Kiera; Kiera has a surprise planned for Simon's birthday.

November - 2023

November 15th - The day before Simon's birthday:

"How're you feeling?" Simon asked as he entered the nursery, smiling down at Kiera as she had been breastfeeding Jacob after putting Evie into the crib for a mid-day nap.

"Still sore," She huffed. "My right boob hurts so bad, I still can't feed them at the same time."

"I'm sorry, love," He frowned, adjusting the strap of his holster as he was about to depart for his shift. He now worked for the local SWAT team - something that he didn't imagine himself doing, but he was proud of his work after sincerely missing his military life, having something that was "the best of both worlds" as he was able to participate in military-style work as well as come home every night. "I have to leave in a half hour."

"Okay, babe," She smiled, looking up at him as he granted her with a loving kiss. I really can't wait until I can be intimate again. He's killing me wearing his uniform, she huffed to herself. "When you get back in the morning, I want to go out and get your birthday present."

"You don't have to get my anything, Kiera-"

"I want to. Don't argue with me," She giggled. "When you get back and go to sleep, I'll wait until you're up so I can go into town."

"I don't like that you're planning something, love. Those gears get to turning and I'm expecting some surprise that'll startle me."

"Me? No..." She scoffed.

"I know you better than that," He chuckled. "I'm going to go pack my lunch before I leave-"

"I already got it packed for you, babe." 

"Kiera, you didn't have to do that." 

"I wanted to. Especially since I'm being promoted to housewife soon. Might as well get started now." 

He chuckled as he walked towards the crib that held his daughter, peering over at her perfectly sleeping form, admiring how he was able to help create something so perfect. Slowly, he curled his index finger against Evie's cheek, admiring how soft her skin was compared to his rough finger. "Be good to your mum, yeah?" 

He stood to sear another mental image of Evie in his mind before turning back towards Kiera, grinning as she rocked Jacob against her chest as he fed, her head lulled back at an attempt to relax against the chair, desperate to ignore the constant ache in her breast. "Do you need any help with anything before I leave?" He asked her, his heavy hand gentle on her shoulder, pulling some of her hair behind her ear. 

"I've got the fort grounded for now, babe. Thank you." She smiled up at him. He could see how tired she was, the bags under her eyes the same as since they'd first come home with their babies. 

"I'll see you soon, yeah?" 

"Lord willin'." 

He hummed, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips, chuckling at Jacob's groans and moans as he fed from Kiera's breast, his fingers curled against her warm skin, his eyes lulling closed. "I love you." 

"I love you too," She smiled against his lips, giggling as he returned his lips to hers for another kiss. "I'll be here when you get back." 

"I was hoping so." He chuckled, taking another glance over his shoulder before exiting the nursery, grabbing the lunchbox Kiera had packed for him from the counter before exiting the house, sighing as he hated leaving her, but also relieved that she was safe. 

*

Once returning home the next morning from his shift, he was borderline exhausted. Having going on a very hazardous call within the early hours of the morning, he had shut himself off for the remainder of his shift, constantly anxious with adrenaline and the bitter thought of I could've lost my life and Kiera would have to do this all on her own. 

After arriving home, he was greeted with the warm smell of clean cotton coming from the wax warmer that sat on the kitchen counter. Cursing under his breath that Kimber's barking awoke one of the babies, he immediately rushed to the bedroom to cease Kimber's barking, letting the dog know that he was not an intruder before hastily walking towards the nursery, smiling at the sight of Evie in her crib but frowning that she had been the one crying. 

"It's alright, sweetheart. I'm here," He whispered to her, reaching to remove his vest and holsters before grasping the baby with a soft grasp, holding her against his chest in an attempt to calm her down. "Why're you crying for, huh? Nightmare? I have those too." 

Her eyes were clamped shut, loud wails leaving her mouth as Simon moved to sit in the rocking chair he had built. "Let it out, love," He frowned, feeling her tears and saliva bleeding through the black shirt he wore under his uniform. "I wish I could take your nightmares away. I'd hate for you to have them too." He whispered, reaching his thumb up to wipe the tears staining her cheeks, relieved that she began to calm down by feeling his calm heartbeat. "There you go. Let's not wake your mum this early, yeah?" 

Evie whimpered, her brown eyes opening to look around curiously as she recognized her father's voice, Simon unaware that her curious gaze was on the exposed dog tags that hung around his neck, the chain catching her attention. He looked down at her, grinning that her eyes were identical to his, except he thought the concept of brown eyes were more beautiful considering his daughter carried them. He took notice that she was looking at the exposed chain of his dog tags, reaching up to reveal them completely as the tags clung together, chuckling at watching her eyes widen at her new discovery. "Like these, yeah? I can't tell you much about them yet, but just know I fought so badly to be able to be back and take care of your mum, you and your brother. I'll tell you more about them when you get older. But for now, you can look at them as much as you like." He explained, pinching one of the tags between his index finger and thumb, watching Evie's little hand crawl up to wrap her hand around the chain as he felt the indention of the stamped letters on the tag. 

LIEUTENANT SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

TASK FORCE 141

He looked down at her as she continued to toy lazily with the chain of his tags, her brown eyes bright with curiosity as a light strand of saliva left her bottom lip, her complexion looking like she hadn't been crying continuously for the past ten minutes. He was amazed at how she began to hold her head up on her own, frowning at the thought that she was growing too fast as well as being excited that she was learning new things as she got older. I don't think I can handle watching you get older. I want you to be small forever. 

He leaned his head back against the rocking chair, using his foot to gently rock him back and forth slowly and calmly, enjoying the comfort of his child laying calmly on his chest, closing his heavy eyes as she distracted herself with his tags, feeling her weight shift as he took notice that she was becoming restless, her eyes wide with life and curiosity as his eyes held the same life, except his were masked with exhaustion. 

In an instant, his head shot up at the feeling of a warm liquid bleeding through his shirt followed by a subtle gargle. 

She had thrown up the milk Kiera had fed her two hours prior before Simon arrived home. 

He sighed as he looked at the mess she had left on his chest, reaching up to wipe the excess from her chin before he couldn't help but chuckle, "That's one way to tell me that I need to shower." 

Her eyes met his, her face looking as if she got caught with her hand in a cookie jar, her expression alone making his heart swell. 

Especially when she smiled. 

"You've got your mum's smile," He chuckled. "Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" 

Desperate to keep her away from her own mess, he slowly stood to his feet and made his way to his and Kiera's bedroom, stopping at the door as Kimber was pressing her nose against the crease of the door as she was excited to return to the confines of being snug under the blanket with Kiera, something Simon didn't like as he wasn't too keen on a dog sharing the same bed as him, knowing Kiera let Kimber sleep with her while Simon worked during the night. 

He looked at Evie as he rested his hand on the knob, "Try not to make a peep, lass. Can't be waking up your mum this early, okay?" 

Although Evie wasn't at the age to respond, he assumed that she agreed by how her head rested against his shoulder, a little whimper leaving her lips as he opened the door, the sound of Kimber's paws hitting against the floor before she jumped up onto the bed, which was impressive to Simon as she was able to jump the height considering she was a Corgi. 

His steps were silent as he carried himself and Evie into the bathroom, setting her down into the bouncing seat that Kiera had put into the bathroom before he removed the stained shirt from his torso, tossing it to the floor to remind himself that he needed to put it into the washer instead of in the hamper. 

He turned on the shower, using his hand to test the warmth before dampening a cloth to tend to Evie's skin, freshening up her face before reaching onto the counter to retrieve the pacifier in hopes that she would take it and fall back to sleep. 

The bathroom door was still slid open, Simon aggravated that Kimber decided to be restless as well and jump down from the bed to absorb any attention she could get. "Not this time," He scolded after she had put her front paws on the baby chair, pushing her nose towards Evie as Simon had held the pacifier towards her mouth. "Go to bed with your mum. This is my time and I don't want to spend it with you right now." He said to the dog. 

Kimber didn't listen. Instead, she tried to jump up onto the chair with Evie only to be stopped mid-jump by Simon grabbing her with a steady grip, standing to his feet to put her back onto the bed next to Kiera, pointing his index finger at the dog as if he were disciplining her, "Rude. Don't be a slag."

Although the context of the word was for different intentions, Simon couldn't deny that it was fun to say. 

Arching his brow at her as if he were challenging her to jump off the bed, he slid the bathroom door to where it was nearly shut, smiling down at Evie as her eyes began to grow heavy again, indicating that she was about to fall asleep. "There you go. Get some sleep while I clean up. Then I'll put you back in bed, yeah?" Simon, she doesn't know what you're saying, he grimaced to himself. 

He brushed his teeth as he waited for the water to warm up, looking over his shoulder to see Evie's eyes closed before he rid himself of his clothes before enveloping himself under the warm water, sighing in relief at the sensation. 

He was never the type to take as long of a shower as Kiera did, especially considering he didn't have as much of a routine as she did judging by the amount of various body scrubs, hair masks, and shampoos that lined her section of the shower, leaving only his shampoo and body wash in his own corner. 

Once finished with his elite five-minute shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist before exiting the shower, relieved that Evie was still sleeping as he applied his deodorant before gently picking Evie up from the rocker, clutching her close to his chest as he exited the bathroom, glancing towards Kiera to ensure she was still sleeping before returning Evie to her crib, smiling at how she was continuing to nurse on the pacifier before he stepped to the other crib to check on Jacob, seeing an exact copy of himself within his son - a head full of thin blonde/brown hair and the same nose as his father. 

Slowly, he reached down to adjust Jacob's blanket, reaching for the pacifier that fell from his open mouth, slowly bringing it up to Jacob's lips in hopes that the infant would expect it, but he too took more of his mother's traits than Simon's because he slept nearly as heavy as Kiera did. 

Before he returned to the bedroom, he ensured that the baby monitor was working before he left the infants to sleep, checking on the monitor that was on his bedside before laying himself down on the bed after changing into a pair of sweatpants and fresh underwear. "Kimber. Off." He whispered, pointing towards the dog bed that was on the floor. The dog tilted her head at his words, her brown and blue speckled eyes looking at him as if she were begging. "I know you understand English, you brat. Off the bed. My turn to cuddle with mum and unlike you, I have a job to attend to while you live here rent-free. Go."

He was thankful that she followed his orders, jumping down from the bed and looking back at him as if she were expecting him to change his mind. But with one more glare, she curled herself onto the dog bed that had been empty the entire night. 

"I think you gain pleasure by ordering our dog around." Kiera whispered with a giggle. 

"Our dog?" He scoffed. "That was your decision, love." 

She giggled, feeling him move closer to her on the bed, spooning her and absorbing her warmth that he had desperately craved. He placed a kiss behind her ear as his arms wrapped around her. "Sleep well?" 

"Somewhat," She sighed. "Got up a couple of hours ago to feed her and had to pump the rest. My boobs were so swollen. Ended up getting sixteen ounces of milk to use when I have to feed again. My nipples are so sore." 

"I'm sorry, love," He frowned, rubbing circles against her skin with his thumb. "Are they still hurting after all of that?" 

She nodded, a playful smirk toying at her lips, "Yes, which means you're still off limits for a while." 

He chuckled, "Eh, I'm sure I'll have to unclog one of them before long."

"Simon!" She giggled, playfully smacking the top of his hand. 

"You keep forgetting I've done my research, love." 

"I don't doubt it, babe. Did more research than me unfortunately." 

"Probably," He teased. "But you have it handled already. You're an amazing mum." 

She blushed, turning her head to look at him, his brown eyes reminding her of her favorite craving: chocolate. "Thank you. I don't feel like it sometimes." 

"Take the credit for once in your life, love. I couldn't do it without you." 

"Definitely not," She teased. "Especially since you'd have to resort to formula and your daughter is picky." 

"She gets that from you." 

She scoffed, "You won't believe it, but your daughter takes more from you than from me." 

"She has my eyes, but her personality and looks is a spitting image of you, love." 

"We'll see in a few years, but you can count that I'll be right." 

He smirked, nuzzling his nose against her neck before placing a gentle kiss to her hot skin, his arm tightening around her waist as he pulled himself closer, "I'll let you think that. But for now, I can't help but think about keeping you as close as I can while I get some sleep." 

"Okay, babe," She whispered, catching his gaze with hers before she moved her lips closer to his, rewarding him with a craved kiss. "Happy birthday. I love you." 

He smirked against her lips, "Thank you. I love you too. Let's get some rest, yeah?" 

"You're going to need it. I have a big surprise planned for you." 

"Bloody fuckin' hell. You and your surprises." 

"You'll like it."

[crazy-void]

Important update

(sorry for my english, it’s not my native language)

Hello everyone, I'm not usually the type to make these posts, but I think this time it's really necessary.

First of all, about the Bots and Pizza fanfic, for all the fans and especially that anonymous fan who once asked me how the chapter was going, I have to say that yes, I said that December I would release the chapter starting part 2, but I haven't managed to finish it. I only have half of it, and I'm currently having a creative block finishing a particular scene, which I've already changed several times. As I still have to finish it, correct it, translate it into English, correct it again, send it to the person who does the final English correction, it may not even be finished in time this month. I can provide you with some poorly translated excerpts if you're curious, without too many spoilers. The chapter will come out, I just can't promise dates anymore. 

Now, this is the hardest part for me to tell you, but I have to be honest:

I need to slow down.

"Wait, didn't you used to say that you were slow at drawing?" "Don't you already post once a month, without a schedule?" Yes, I have a slow pace for posting, but with this change, it may take me a lot longer to post.

In 2023 a lot of things happened in my life, from graduating, reconciling study and work, increasing the pace of drawing and writing, increasing livestreams, having several long leaves from home that unfortunately prevented me from continuing my projects, and adding all the fatigue of reconciling all this, this year was one of the worst for my mental and physical health.

I don't like to talk too much about my private life, I didn't want to write a long text explaining it, but I think that for those of you who follow me I need to explain why I'm disappearing so much and not being on schedule.

Since the last chapter of Bots was posted, I've had the worst months. I got sick, my cat had an emergency and underwent surgery which meant I had to keep an eye on him for 24 hours, combining that with work, spending Christmas with a horrible cold and pain from falling down the stairs.

And after spending New Year's away from my cat, who had to stay in a hotel because I wasn't going to bring him to the beach, going through all the stress of him trying to attack the cat they brought and thus making his wound worse, which was finally closing up, spending almost all my vacation on the beach, and every day worrying about what the next complaint would be about me for simply trying to do something for everyone, I'm just tired and exhausted.

The problem itself isn't my family, they're amazing, I wouldn't swap them for anyone, but sometimes I can't make myself understood and I can't express myself.

It doesn't help that I'm already a person who for 20 years hasn't known what it's like to relax, I've always done everything as if I were holding a weight on my back, even more so when, even though I'm in pain, I keep pushing myself, going beyond the limit and thus getting worse and worse.

I was doing that a lot throughout 2023, and it just wrecked me. In terms of mental health, I'm very passive, I try to impose myself, but I always lose the argument and do what they want, and I just accept it and swallow it, until at some point it all explodes and I'm left with a mess of emotions.

Little by little, I was getting more and more discouraged, just living each day according to routine, trying to find some happiness in anything at the moment. Drawing, writing, reading, doing anything involving subjects I love was helping, but I was having more and more obstacles, interruptions, I was forcing myself to do things, and not being able to do what I wanted during the day was frustrating me more and more, combined with my increasingly frequent pains.

I had a plan to post more than 6 drawings in the month of December, showing more OCs, as well as finally continuing Not so Superstar. There was going to be a special Christmas drawing. Did I achieve that? No, I didn't even come close. Of course, it's my fault for having imposed this on myself, but each day was more frustrating than the next, and this only added to all the frustrations of the whole year that I don't even feel genuine happiness anymore. I smile because I have to, but I don't fully feel that good happiness. And that frustrates me. 

I've also started to have problems with my body, I don't feel comfortable with certain parts of it. It sounds silly, but it's only helped to increase my discouragement.

With all this, I'm tired.

And I want to change that.

I'm already looking for help to improve, even by 1%, so that next New Year, I can really smile.

I'm not the best example, but if you're reading this and you feel something similar, try to seek help, whether through psychologists, through your faith, or even through friends. Sometimes all you need to hear is that someone cares about you and that everything is going to be okay. And if you're that friend someone has chosen to open up to, reach out, sometimes a simple "I'm here, you can count on me" is all they need.

Anyway, I know it's a huge text, but I needed to explain at least a little to those who care, and that me slowing down doesn't mean I'm going to stop everything, I may even become more productive, who knows? But I won't be promising dates. I'm not going to disappear from the socials, I intend to look at them more often, so you can interact with me just fine.

I hope that by the end of the year, I'll be able to return to this post and see that I've improved, that I no longer feel disappointed and tired, that all the help I'm getting has made me smile for real at the turn of 2025.

Thank you for listening, you are one of the reasons I keep going.

[kpoppharmacy]

~Album Review~

Tomorrow x Together - The Name Chapter: FREEFALL

10 songs, 29 minutes 22 seconds

Growing Pain

Chasing That Feeling

Back for More (TXT Ver.)

Dreamer

Deep Down

Happily Ever After

Skipping Stones

Blue Spring

Do It Like That

Chasing That Feeling (English Ver.)

Thoughts:

I am a MOA at heart and have been since Run Away era. I am always excited for TXT releases, but I am also critical of them as I expect a lot from this group. They were my most streamed group in 2021 and 2023, I saw them live in 2023, and I have a dedicated playlist on my Spotify with local files of covers and songs not on streaming platforms. Safe to say I'm a diehard fan. However, this release made me feel mixed opinions.

The opening track is my favorite song on the album. TXT knows how to make an opening song that hooks you, and this is no exception. The song gives me 90s and 00s punk vibes. The vocals are crazy on this one, especially from Beomgyu and Yeonjun. I love when TXT does rock. The song blows me away every time I listen to it. Thank you, TXT, for this song. Sadly, this is the high of the album for me.

The title track is highly unexpected, and slightly disappointing. Somehow, CTF is an earworm. When I first listened to it, I was genuinely underwhelmed. Coming right off of Growing Pain, the hype was not maintained. It has a good 80s retro sound, and I really like the lyrics. It is almost too chill for me. Nevertheless, I cannot take it off of my playlist, very catchy. An easy listen is the best way for me to describe it.

Back for More is such a good pre-release. I was addicted to this song in September when it was released. Unfortunately, I overplayed it. The placement of this song is also kind of off-putting. Personally, I think it should have been after the more "edgy" songs of the album. For this reason, along with the overplaying, I always skip it. This song is still extremely captivating on it's own, and I am pleased that TXT got a well promoted pre-release track.

Dreamer and Deep Down have to be 2nd and 3rd place on this album, in no particular order. This is a slight high in the album for me. Here, TXT returns to sounds they have done in the past: R&B and EDM. I have been wanting this from TXT for so long. Interestingly enough, these songs sound slightly "off." Maybe it's the awkwardly high vocals on Dreamer that I cannot imagine being performed live, or the creepy, repetitive 'more' repeated in Deep Down. These are good songs, but I cannot focus too much on the details. Dreamer sounds ethereal and can put me into a trance, until the high notes in the chorus take me out of it. Deep Down gives me Can't We Just Leave The Monster Alive? vibes (a good thing), and is nice to have on a playlist, even if it is not perfectly executed.

Happily Ever After is a classic pop song, similarly to Happy Fools, but not as good. It has a really good pre-chorus and first half of the chorus, but once it gets to those la-la-las I want to skip. However, it's not as skippable as Ice Cream. It is rare that TXT makes a song that I want to skip, but here is the rough in the diamond.

I feel extremely neutral about Skipping Stones. It sounds like an anime outro to me and I cannot tell why. I know it will go hard in a concert setting, and I'm happy it is all in Korean (too many songs all in English). It feels like I should be obsessed with this song, but I am not. Maybe, it will hit after several months or once I see it live.

Blue Spring. Oh, Blue Spring, how I love you. I have had the live version of this song downloaded on my Spotify for months, so this song does not feel new to me. The live version is 100% better than the studio version too. I want to skip this song just so I can listen to the live version instead. This song would have been the PERFECT closer, but instead other songs come next.

Do It Like That and CTF English version kind of ruin the album for me. Without them, this album could have been a solid mini with some ups and downs. Instead, these two close out the album and it makes me feel sour. Do It Like That is not that good of a song to begin with, but it is so old at this point. It was supposed to be their summer bop, what is it doing in Freefall, that has a more alternative vibe, at all? I think Bighit just wanted the Jonas Brothers on the credits for the album honestly. And, even more pandering to the English audience, the English version of CTF is the final song. It is fine to include an English version, but why do they change already English lines to other, worse English lines? The original song had so much English to begin with. Extremely disappointing English version, and it makes me cringe that I'll have to learn these worse lyrics if I want to see them perform this live. I can't even hear Yeonjun sing, "I prepared to die..." or "feels like I'm on fire..." live. They took so much away from me.

Overall, I am somewhat disappointed with this release. When I take out the 3 English songs, it is listenable. I really wish they just made this a mini album, but here we are. Other than DILT, I don't hate any of these songs, so I guess it wasn't so bad.

Rating: 7/10

[twh-news]

'Loki' Full Season 1 Review: The Most Frustrating Thing Is How Incomplete the Story Feels

Editor's note: The following contains spoilers through the Season 1 finale of Loki, "For All Time. Always."

[TWH-NEWS note: Tom is NOT confirmed to be on Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness even though the article so claims. Marvel hasn't confirmed it.]

The Loki season finale is perhaps one of the most vexing episodes of television I have seen in quite some time. The Disney+ sci-fi drama, tracking the events following Loki's (Tom Hiddleston) escape from the pre-established timeline, was never confirmed to be an ongoing show versus a limited series, with rumors of a second season on the horizon from the beginning, so the biggest twist delivered by "For All Time. Always." ended up being confirmation of a Season 2 with a post-credits title card.

However, while there were other key reveals made during the episode, those reveals left behind plenty of story to explore in future seasons. Too much story. There's a difference between a few dangling plot threads and a mess of string, and the staggering number of questions left unresolved by "For All Time. Always." crosses a line when it comes to completion — especially given the fact that there's no clear sense of when the show might return, and the real story being told is much bigger than the fate of one mischievous scamp.

In general, every episode of this show was beautifully made, with immense credit going to director Kate Herron, head writer Michael Waldron, and the creative team. The cast of known all-stars like Tom Hiddleston, Owen Wilson, and Gugu Mbatha-Raw, blended with new all-stars like Sophia Di Martino and Wunmi Mosaku, did a remarkable job of grounding even the most fantastical moments in raw humanity, and the writing popped with verve and wit. Also, Loki does come full circle on what was its original raison d'etre — the redemption of a character who literally was plucked out of the timeline at his worst, having attacked Manhattan with an alien force so destructive that the Earth needed a whole damn team of superheroes to stop him. On this score, the show was wildly successful, breaking down Loki's sense of grandeur and purpose in the first episode and then slowly but surely rebuilding him into a man capable of evolving beyond his past. Loki did more to examine a single character's psychology and motivations than we've ever seen in the context of the MCU, and all of the progress and growth made by the character, as a result, feels truly earned.

However, if Loki's redemption was the only thing this show had been about, it would have been a very boring show, and Loki was far from boring. The official theme of the series was "What makes a Loki a Loki?" but the real issues being raised were far more existential; in so many ways, this was a show about faith and free will, an undercurrent that deserves more exploration and frankly appreciation, especially after the questions and themes left dangling by the last episode.

This element proved to be key to so much of the show's construction, especially when it comes to the TVA, which basically functions as a religious order — its devotees slavishly sacrificing their lives to the cause of protecting the Sacred Timeline. It's not subtle, especially when the dark side of it is revealed, those devotees learning that their service happened against their will. "We can't take away people's free will, can't you see that?" Mobius pleads with Ravonna in their final scene together, before she walks away in something resembling agreement with him, telling him that she's going in search of free will herself.

Loki Season 1, by the end, becomes a show not just about a crisis of faith, but about an apocalypse. Every time a story about apocalypses comes up, I find it impossible to forget that the Greek word from which the term originates actually means "revelation." That's why the part of the Bible about the world ending is called the Book of Revelations, but beyond that, the definition serves as a reminder of why endings can matter. Endings are beginnings, in some ways. A painful breakup reveals the flaws in what might have seemed like a loving relationship. Extreme climate change is a revelation regarding humanity's callous attitude towards its impact on the environment. For the characters of Loki — perhaps the entire MCU — the apocalypse they're facing following the destruction of the Sacred Timeline also means the revelation of what lives they left behind.

Certainly there's a ton of room for speculation as to what lies ahead for these characters, but the fact is that the next chapter of Loki's journey won't even be told on Disney+, as Hiddleston is reportedly in Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, and there's no telling when we might return to resolve the events of the Season 1 finale. Cliffhangers are one thing; anyone who grew up watching '90s TV learned the hard way how to handle the dramatic season endings of The X-Files or Star Trek: The Next Generation. But Loki didn't dangle its characters off a cliff — it pushed them off the edge, leaving them suspended in mid-air for who knows how long.

Back in the days of The X-Files you at least knew that whatever jaw-dropping cliffhanger the season finale had just delivered would be addressed by the season premiere in just a few months. (Maybe as many as six months, depending on the baseball season.) That's a sense of certainty that Loki fans do not have the luxury of enjoying; based on where the conversations around a second season currently stand, it could be a while before the contracts are even signed. Conservatively, at this point, it feels unlikely that we'll get a second season of Loki until near the end of 2022, and given that the first season took over two years from its announcement to now to actually debut, 2023 doesn't feel like too much of a stretch. Maybe Owen Wilson and Gugu Mbatha-Raw get to make cameos in Doctor Strange 2 as well? Nothing is possible and everything is possible. We just have to wait for the answer, and in the meantime stew in dissatisfaction.

"Only one person gets free will. The one in charge," Ravonna tells Mobius — implicitly referring to He Who Remains (Jonathan Majors). Who, speaking of, is now dead, Sylvie having completed her one primary quest to revenge herself upon the ones who took her life away. That, combined with the Wizard of Oz parallels, makes this a show that's fascinating to parse (Sylvie literally killed God!), but frustratingly incomplete in its themes. Literally as the episode officially ended on the visage of Kang enshrined as the ruler of the TVA, I said out loud "Well, there's going to be a Season 2," and I suppose that thanks are owed to Marvel and Disney+ for not leaving that element in suspence for more than two minutes and two seconds.

But if I have a religion, it's my belief in the power of storytelling, how the myths we create for ourselves and others can shape lives and hopefully make them better. One tenet of that is the idea that great stories deserve some sense of completion. So, the first season of Loki committed a pretty grievous sin.

[viking-writing]

Hallo på do! / Hello on the toilet!

( It's just a Norwegian phrase that rhymes it doesn't mean I am actually sitting on the toilet...don't worry!)

OK. I have currently been removing the old name of the main character in my Rammstein AU fic series, "Liebeslied ".

I am currently working on replacing her old name with a new one (still a new one although yes its similar to the old but you can't judge me considering how much work this is!!) and I am guessing all in all out of everything I have written so far, (for almost 5 F** YEARS), her old name is probably mentioned like 3000 times or something in total!! Look at this search I did on her old name;

Like this is screenshot is not even the first bit that I've been editing for the past days (there is already another bit where her old name is mentioned over 900 times and even ANOTHER ONE with 900 times and then there are so many other bits with like 130 times and around 200 times!! So yeah about 3000 times in total, over the span of almost 5 YEARS of writing....yeah that seems like a pretty close guess!!)

I will search her new name, once I am done, and then add up all the chapters and all the snippets once I am done editing everything and I'll let you know how many times her old name WAS mentioned. In other words; How much I have actually had to replace!

Ok. I know this is very time consuming and I know it seems a lot BUT keep in mind that not ALL of these chapters are going to be in the actual finished story.

Some parts are already "deleted chapters" (chapters and snippets that I have decided to leave out from the plot but that I also love too much to actually delete/get rid off completely from my laptop!) and some bits are simply synopsis or character studies to keep me in track of all the characters birthdays, family situations, background, etc)

But even though I am not gonna keep ALL of this...I am STILL editing out the main character's old name from EVERYTHING that I have written of Liebeslied. Why? You may ask? Well I do this simply because I need that "cleanse" after a certain french bitch who I dedicated the entire story to, AND who I even let NAMING the main character (BIG mistake! Yeah! I realize that now!) ...Yeah after THAT bitch decided to not care about this story or even our (almost 5 year long) friendship anymore :)....I just couldn't keep letting her have credit for ANYTHING that is Liebeslied related!! So even though this seems like I waste of time to edit the main OC's name out from EVERYTHING...

I still HAVE to do this! For MY sake!

So yes this is time consuming but I'd rather want spending several days on this, right up until NYE 2023, than to begin the new year with the main character's old name (and thus also the "ghost" of my former friend) still hanging over my work/my story to haunt me and ruining 2023.

So the plan is to not write anything or edit anything of the actual story/plot BEFORE 2023, when there will be a new name to the main OC already there to welcome me...

in January it will finally feel like a fresh new start that will motivate me to write and edit further on the plot again! ❤ After this (major and most time consuming but imo absolutely necessary) edit; "Liebeslied" will FINALLY feel like MY story again and MY story alone! Without ANY credit or work done by ANYONE ELSE! 💅

And so that's why all this editing out of the old name is going to be worth it because that feeling that the story and all the OC's are MINE and mine ALONE...

THAT'S gonna feel amazing!! ❤

I can't wait for next year! 🌌