#i enjoyed talking with you so muchhhh!

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secret's out | lewis hamilton smau

pairing: lewis hamilton x reader summary: lewis accidentally reveals his secret relationship with you in an instagram story, sparking fan frenzy. request: yes/ thank you so muchhhh! author’s note:hey anon, i really loved and enjoyed writing your idea! thanks for you request and hope you like it and and sorry it took me too long❤

lewishamilton

lewis' imessage

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yourusername: i guess our secret has been reveled bt none other than my husband...

comments...

georgerussell63: you guys definitely made that podium moment legendary. Wishing you both all the best! 💪🏼❤️

danielriccirado: You guys, first you hid your relationship and then your wedding and you didn't even invite us…. I'm hurt

user1: the fact that george is his teammate and he didn't even know that lewis was married 😭😭

user2: ok, we already knew that lewis was very private but this, THIS is another level

charles_leclerc: took you long enough, Lewis! Wishing you guys all the happiness! 🥳

user3: can we just appreciate the casual hard launch AND a kiss on the podium?? absolute power couple energy 💯

user4: he way Lewis looked at you during the podium 😍 He’s been in love the whole time!!

user5: he fact that Lewis called you his wife on his story and we all lost it 🤣🤣 Congrats on your not-so-secret love anymore!

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yourusername: this secret and announcement took us less time this last time

comments:

lewishamilton: Can’t wait to meet our little one. Over the moon with you, love

user6: BABY HAMILTON?! Oh my God, I’m crying. This is the cutest news ever!! 😭🍼

georgerussell63: Congratulations!! Can’t wait to meet the future world champ! 🍼🏆

landonorris: BABY HAMILTON??? Alright, I’m officially shook. Congrats, guys! The paddock just got a whole lot more fun! 😂❤️

user7: Lewis is gonna be a dad??? IM NOT OKAY!!! CONGRATS!! 🥺❤️

danielricciardo: A little racer on the way? YES! Can I be the fun uncle? 😎🍼

user8: A podium celebration baby??? 👀 Looks like we know how y’all celebrated that win! 🤭

user9: he timeline is connecting… podium celebration = baby Hamilton?? You sneaky lovebirds! 😂💛

charles_leclerc: Wow, huge congrats!! The grid’s about to get a little bigger 😄

user10: OMG this baby is about to be more stylish than all of us. Already living their best life before birth! 👶🏽✨

Lewis' podium

The energy in the paddock was electric as Lewis’s car crossed the finish line, securing him a spot on the podium for the first time in what felt like ages. I could barely contain my excitement as I watched from the sidelines, surrounded by a sea of cheering fans. The moment felt surreal, and my heart raced as Lewis climbed out of his car, a triumphant grin plastered across his face.

As he approached me, still wearing his helmet, I couldn't help but notice the way the crowd erupted in applause and shouts. The deafening cheers seemed to fade into the background as he got closer. “Honey, I’ve done it!!” he shouted, his voice slightly muffled but filled with uncontainable joy.

The adrenaline coursing through my veins made me feel invincible. I laughed, my heart swelling with pride as I reached up to remove his helmet. The instant his face came into view, I felt the warmth of his excitement radiate between us. The crowd’s energy shifted, anticipation crackling in the air as they sensed something special was about to happen.

Lewis leaned down, his eyes locked onto mine, and in that electric moment, he kissed me deeply, right there in front of everyone. The world around us disappeared; all I could feel was the warmth of his lips and the deafening roar of the crowd as they cheered for us.

From that day forward, we became the couple everyone adored. Fans began sharing videos and photos of the kiss, turning it into an iconic moment.

As the weeks passed, our relationship was the talk of the town. But it wasn't long before the news of our little family surprise came to light.

It was late, the dimmed lights in our living room casting soft shadows on the walls as I paced back and forth. The small plastic stick in my hand felt heavy, like it held the weight of the world. My heart pounded as I stared at the two pink lines that confirmed it—I was pregnant.

I had imagined this moment so many times, rehearsing how I would tell him, but now that it was real, my mind was a blur of emotions. Excitement, fear, happiness—everything at once.

Lewis had just gotten home from the gym, his usual easy smile lighting up his face as he stepped inside. He dropped his gym bag by the door, not yet noticing the turmoil in my eyes.

"Hey, love. Everything alright?" He asked, walking over to kiss me on the forehead, his hands automatically settling on my waist. But as he looked down at me, his brow furrowed in concern. He knew something was up.

I took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of his hands on me, grounding me. "Lewis, I… I need to tell you something."

His eyes softened instantly, the worry easing away. He pulled me closer, concern still flickering in his gaze but now mixed with curiosity.

"You’re scaring me a bit, babe. What’s going on?"

I bit my lip, the words almost stuck in my throat. My heart raced as I reached for his hand, slipping the positive pregnancy test into his palm. He looked down at it, confusion crossing his face for a brief second before realization hit him like a wave.

His eyes widened, flicking from the test to me and back to the test again. "Wait… are you serious?"

I nodded, tears springing to my eyes as a nervous laugh escaped me. "Yes, Lewis. We’re going to have a baby."

For a moment, it was like time stood still. He stared at me, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. Then, without warning, he scooped me up into his arms, spinning me around as a wide, joyful laugh escaped him.

"Are you kidding me?!" He was grinning from ear to ear, his excitement so contagious I couldn’t help but giggle, too. "We’re having a baby?!"

"Yeah… we’re having a baby." I nodded, my heart swelling as I saw how happy he was.

Lewis set me down gently, but his arms stayed wrapped around me, his forehead resting against mine.

"I can’t believe this," he whispered, his voice full of awe. "You’re going to be the most amazing mom, you know that?"

"And you’re going to be the best dad. Our little one’s going to be so lucky." I smiled, feeling the butterflies in my stomach.

He pulled back slightly, looking into my eyes, his expression soft and full of love.

"This is the best news I could’ve ever imagined. I love you so much."

"I love you too," I whispered back, my voice catching with emotion.

Lewis placed a hand on my stomach, still grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. "Our little secret," he said, his voice hushed, as if speaking too loud would make it any less real.

As the initial shock and excitement settled in, Lewis and I spent the rest of the evening curled up on the couch, talking about everything that lay ahead. The glow in his eyes hadn’t dimmed one bit; if anything, it had grown brighter with every moment.

"I still can’t believe it," he whispered, running his fingers softly over my stomach. "We’re actually having a baby."

I laughed, leaning my head against his shoulder. "It’s real, Lewis. You’re going to be a dad."

"You know, now that I think about it, when do you reckon we… you know, made this little one?" A playful smirk spread across his face.

I rolled my eyes at his cheeky tone. "Really? That’s what you’re thinking about now?"

"Well," he chuckled, nudging me slightly. "It’s not every day you find out you're going to be a dad. I’m just curious." He paused, tilting his head as if considering the options. "I mean, we’ve been busy lately…"

I snorted, shaking my head. "Busy is an understatement. We travel all the time."

Suddenly, realization dawned on him. His eyes widened, and I saw the gears turning in his head. "Wait… what about Monaco? You remember? After that podium…"

I froze for a second, my mind flashing back to that night. The celebration had been wild—Lewis had just gotten his first podium in a while, and we were on cloud nine. The champagne, the excitement, the adrenaline… and later that night, when we finally got back to our home…

I fele my cheeks flush. "Oh my God, Lewis."

He grinned like a Cheshire cat, clearly putting it all together. "That’s when it happened, didn’t it? The night of the podium celebration! No wonder the timing makes sense."

I covered my face with my hands, laughing as the memory came flooding back. "I can’t believe this! You’re right. That’s when it happened."

Lewis burst out laughing, clearly delighted by the connection. "No wonder I felt so invincible that weekend. Turns out, we had a little extra reason to celebrate!"

I playfully swatted his arm, though I couldn’t stop laughing either. "We’ll never live this down, you know. People are going to figure it out, and the teasing is going to be relentless."

He shrugged, still grinning like a fool. "Let them talk. They can tease us all they want. As long as I’ve got you and this little one, I don’t care."

I smiled, leaning into him, feeling the warmth of his words. "You’re such a sap sometimes, you know that?"

He chuckled, kissing the top of my head. "Only for you, love."

As we sat there, wrapped in each other and in the realization of what was to come, I couldn’t help but think about how crazy our journey had been so far. And now, with a baby on the way, it was about to get even crazier. But with Lewis by my side, I knew we could handle anything—even the endless teasing from our friends and fans.

"Just wait until the guys hear about this," he said with a wink, already anticipating the chaos to come.

I rolled my eyes again but smiled. "Oh, I’m sure they’ll never let us forget it."

[simpee9000]

I love your “not just friends” series🥹 im obsessed! Im hoping to see more I love it soooooooooooo muchhhh!!!!!!! Even telling my friends to read it

But I saw a bakugo headcanon by another anon about him having a crush which I wanna add a spin on, what if he rejected this said crush back in middle school but developed feelings after xD I find it funny

Thank you !!! I'm glad you enjoy it so much!

And that is literally Katsuki Bakugo, can't see him not doing it tbh. (This was also a lot longer then I planned for it to be- I just started typing and here we are- 1k)

He isn't confused about a lot of things in life but his feelings definitely stump him. He tries to analyze other people and how they react to people, but the dots just don't connect. He hears people rave on and on about how cute their crush is, but he just doesn't get it.

It's not that he hasn't been introduced to it either. I mean, it's middle school. Everyone is crazy about dating someone even if it's just to hold their stupid hand. Bakugo didn't get it, he honestly didn't want to get it. Sure he wanted to understand it, but only so he could know a weakness or some shit. He didn't want the gushy feelings or anything such.

Rejecting girl after girl was normal for him, people just loved how great he was. But after the first year of middle school that stopped. Mainly because of how rudely he rejected every girl in the past, but also because of you.

You got extremely close with him rather quickly, working your way into his life and friend groups. It was rare to see you away from each other.

Yet when you confessed to him in your last year of middle school, he stood still. It was the only confession he hesitated on. And while you swayed on your feet, anxious for a reply, he tried to cough up any words possible.

But the only ones that came out were. "You're not special."

In the most blunt way possible, he crushed your dreams. With the way he was looking at you, it was like he couldn't fathom the thought that you thought you were good enough for him, different than all the other girls. So you choked up any spiteful things you wanted to say and nodded before walking off.

He didn't necessarily like you then, but the thought didn't seems gross. So when he watched you walk away, he shrugged it off. You'd talk to him tomorrow definitely.

When tomorrow came and went, he was waiting for you to show up by his side at any second. But of course, you never did. You waited a day before showing up to class, but when you did you stuck near your other friends.

It stayed that way too. You only nodded at him after you finished middle school, a small final goodbye.

So it was rather unfortunate that one of your friends happened to be Izuku. It was a hard-built friendship, but he's very forgiving.

You came and visited the dorms often, encouraged by his mother to help him get by easier.

Bakugo hated it, you never even looked his way.

When he googled his feelings he didn't want to believe the words typed on his screen. It was all saying he was jealous. He'd never been jealous of anything, especially nothing Deku had.

Eventually, Kirishima pointed it out, commenting on the glare he was giving Midoriya. He also called him out the next day, when he kept glaring despite you not being there.

The day he cracked was after he fought Deku, after being yelled out by Aizawa he and Deku were told to wait.

Bakugo mentioned your name in a mumble at first before Deku questioned it. "She like you or some shit?"

"What?!"

"You fuckin' heard me," he spat back.

"No!" Deku scrambled for a reason. He knew you had a crush on Bakugo before, but you haven't mentioned it in a while, "Do you?"

"Do I like you?!"

"NO! HER!"

Bakugo's aggression faded as he thought. Everyone was saying that. Kirishima, his dad, and now Deku. He gave a small shrug because he was unsure.

"She still asks about you," Deku decided to say, rather than poke the bear.

"Hm."

"Wanting to know if you're okay. After the sludge, and after.. well you know," Deku mumbled.

The door opened before anything else could be said, but even if it didn't, they both knew the conversation was over.

Feeling the commonly named butterflies in his stomach, at just the thought of you thinking of him still, was odd. It was an entirely new feeling. After googling, once again, he came to terms with the fact that he finally felt all the gushy feelings that everyone else got in middle school. The ones you used to have for him, hopefully still do.

He still waited a year to act on his conclusion first. But he still slowly tried to weave his way back into your life. Choosing to sit next to you when you visited, to othering you the remote.

Everything was without words for a while. Almost a year in he was forced to talk to you often. All conversations being awkward and strained.

Confessing was a different story, it was the last day you could visit before it was officially summer break before the second year. Everyone was all sat around watching TV, people leaving before they got too tired. Surprisingly, Bakugo and you were the last people in the living room. He didn't want to miss a second of your presence because he knew he couldn't see you during summer. He was so glad Aizawa let you stay late.

His head snapped away from the TV when you stretched to stand, silently grabbing your stuff.

"What are you doing?" he spoke before thinking.

You looked stunned, he never talked to you without you talking first, "It's late, I should go. Plus is it not past your bedtime?"

He glared at your joke before looking at the clock. It was 2:54a.m, you asked him out at 2:54 p.m in middle school.

"Do you still?"

"What?" you switched your weight onto one foot, crossing your arms confused.

"In middle school," he sighed, "do you still?"

"You're gonna have to be more specific."

"Have feelings and shit."

He still wasn't looking at you, but out of the corner of his eyes, he could see how you froze.

"I don't know how that's relevant," you huffed, embarrassed and annoyed that he'd be so cruel to bring up the rejection again.

"I do."

"Do what? Know how it's relevent? Of course you do, it's your brain-"

"Have feelings and shit," he mumbled, crossing his arms at how irated you sounded. He was finally making his move and you seemed pissed as hell.

You barked out a laugh, muffling it with your own hand, "You can't think I'm that stupid, right?"

"I'm being serious," he looked at you straight on for the first time. He was always easiest to read when you could see his eyes, and he looked nervous. Out of all the emotions you've seen on him, this wasn't one.

"Oh."

He sighed and looked down, "Don't gotta say anything, you can spend the night in the common room. No one will care," he pushed himself off the couch, turning to leave.

"Bakugo," you called out softly.

"Hm?"

"I might," your voice was shaky, "but I need to think about it. Know that you're not fucking with me or something."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay. Take your time. You have my number."

[ilwonuu]

heyyy!! I absolutely adoreee your work thank you so much for existing! <3 we'll i'd like to share an idea for an ff with skz because me being a stay can't get this idea outta my mind oml. Bang chan has such a warm personality right? But sometimes we see CHRISTOPHER iykyk ;). That is how chan is in relationships too, veryy soft romantically but a hard dom in bed. Chan got reader a pretty dress and ripped it right off because she looked too pretty in it. After they had amazing sex (please right this as you want to you're the best!) Chan shows lots of after care.

Write this only if you want to I'd appreciate you even reading this. Thank you soooooooooooo muchhhh!! take care <3

omg hi!!! that is so sweet omg😭😭thank YOU for existing so i can write this amazing idea for you<3 thank you for your request!!! i hope you enjoy anon💖

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⚘ summary- your boyfriend is so sweet to you, well not in every scenario.

⚘ warnings- unprotected sex, kissing, dom!chan, sub!reader, degrading, dirty talk, pet names, fluff, chan is a sweetheart okok

⚘ a/n- to the person who requested this.. this is gonna be in my brain forever now thank you😇

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you’re currently waiting for your boyfriend to return from the store. your boyfriend loves to surprise you with new clothing he thinks will look beautiful on you. so that’s exactly what he did. he bought you a new black dress for your dinner tonight.

“channie you didn’t have to get me this. it looks expensive!!” he smiles at you shaking his head. “don’t you worry about how much it was baby. do you like it?” his face is looking for your approval.

“channie i love it very much thank you.” you give him a sweet kiss before smiling again. “try it on baby.” his gaze is scanning you up and down. “right now?” he nods quickly not looking away from you from a second. you laugh slightly as you slip off the clothes you’re wearing.

you put on the dress before asking for help. “babe can you zip up the back?” you ask him looking behind you to meet his gaze. “of course love.” he walks closer to you. zipping up your dress for you before taking a quick look at you.

your gaze is on yourself in the mirror. slowly meeting his gaze in the mirror. “what do you think?” you ask him. his eyes are darker now. not that you can notice from the distance he is from the mirror. his mind immediately thinking anything but sweet thoughts. he thinks you look so beautiful in the dress. “channie??” you snap him out of his thoughts.

he is directly behind you. he still doesn’t say anything. your dress is suddenly ripped completely in the back. “wha- chan?” you are confused as he is lifting you up to bring you to lay back on the bed. “sorry baby you just look so fucking good. i need to fuck you right now.” his gaze is intimidating. you feel so small under his eyes. “can i?” he asks. “yes channie.”

he’s scanning your body as you now in just your underwear. you can feel how hard his dick has gotten from the position you are in. he’s pulling his shirt over his head quickly. your hands immediately going to undo his pants like it’s instinct. “fuck.” his breathing is heavy as you finally get his pants down. his dick feeling some relief.

he’s pulling his dick out of his boxers as he feels you shift a little under him. his fingers hooking on your panties to pull them to the side. “you’re so wet. gonna fuck you so good.” he whispers into your ear as you feel him line up with your cunt. he doesn’t take anytime before he is pushing into you. moaning at your tightness. “take it baby” he orders you before you nod quickly. his hips snap into yours. his pace already speeding up the longer he’s inside of you. his hand is on your hip. his fingers gripping your sides. applying slight pressure.

your gasp getting caught in your throat as you cut yourself off with a moan. his gaze is on moving from your body to your face. his dick hitting all the spots you need him too. even a little too much. his thrusts are rough and deep. his hand is quick to grab your face to look at him. he leans down giving you a quick peck before pulling away to look at you again. his thrusts are quicker and harsher. him never breaking eye contact with you. you’re a sobbing mess from all the pleasure.

“look at you baby. crying like a slut.” his words make your clench around him pulling a loud groan from him. “s-shit you like that? like being called a slut? such a dirty girl.” his teasing words making you nothing but wetter and he just laughs at that. “getting so wet slut. im sliding right in.” he whispers the last part directly against your ear. “pathetic slut. look at you crying for my cock. you moan loudly at how good he sounds.

the sound of your skin clapping, wetness of your arousal, and chans deep moans and groans have you soaked. you cannot get enough of how hot he is. “c-channie mm so close.” your eyes rolling back with even the thought of cumming for him. “yea slut? fucking you so good you gonna cream all over? do it slut.” his hips stutter a bit when he feels you clench around him.

just looking at his focused fucked out expression was enough for you. you are cumming hard on his dick. “fuck b-baby making a mess all over hm? such a dirty slut for me.” his groans are louder now. his gaze not leaving where you two connect. his hand on your hip as he keeps fucking you through your high. “such a good slut gonna let me use you until i cum?” he asks you sternly but doesn’t receive a response. “can’t speak now slut?” his tone even more teasing as your legs start to shake a little. “c-channie too much!” you cry out to him. tears rolling down your face from the overstimulation.

“just a little longer. you can take it right? like good girl.” its almost like he knew you wouldn’t respond because you are just crying out against the pillow. your makeup from earlier dirtying your pillow and sheets. you try to nod a little to his words but you’re far too weak.

you feel his dick twitch again before his voice. “where do you want it slut?” the pet names making you clench again. “s-stomach channie..” you whisper to him and gives you a quick nod.

he gives you a few more thrusts before pulling out. his cum panting your stomach and your chest. he lets out another deep groan. watching you calm down slightly as he stands up. “let me get something to clean you baby.” he gives you a gentle kiss on your head. grabbing a rag quickly returning. not hesitating to clean you off.

after he finishes cleaning you he is immediately laying next to you. you are quickly being pulled into his arms. he gives you a few kisses as you two cuddle. “you did so good baby.” he smiles at you. you nod sending him back a smile. “hungry? tired? what do you need baby?” his voice sounding a hundred times more gentle than it just was a minute ago. you’re not complaining tho. “mm just a little tired. don’t wanna move.” you say melting into his arms more. “you got it baby we will cuddle forever.” he showers your face and neck with sweet kisses.

“channie i can’t believe you ripped the dress you just bought!” you say slightly remembering what events happened before this. “i’m sorry not sorry baby. you just looked too pretty.” he smiles at you innocently. you roll your eyes at him as you playfully hit his chest. “but that dress was so cute channie.” you teasingly pout and he just laughs.

“i will just have to buy you another one hm?” he says before pulling you into another kiss<3

[two-white-butterflies]

parallel lines | d. targaryen | part ten

Description: An ordinary middle school teacher moves to a desolate town with her fiancee. After suffering episodes of vivid nightmares, she realizes that his uncle looks exactly like the man in her dreams.

Pairings: daemon targaryen/reader, aemond targaryen/reader

Trope: Reincarnation

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Grief makes us do unspeakable things. It sharpens our claws, and protects us against things that may happen in the future. It forces us to be reserved, makes us shut up.

But sometimes grief makes us explode.

Makes us yearn for the love that hasn't been granted to us.

"You're not allowed to talk to him." the police guard scoffs.

Alicent weakens. Her first child tied in cuffs, never allowed to live life as a free man again. "I'm sorry," she mouthed - staring deep into Aegon's eyes. His lips pressed into a thin line, entirely unsure if the descent into madness was caused by his parents.

He cannot blame them, even if it was.

He walks away.

So you're leaving in the morning, on the early train.

The music in your airpods blasted. Harwin continued loading your luggage into the trunk. He doesn't know when he'll see you again.

I could say everything's alright. I could pretend and say goodbye.

"We'll keep in touch." you promised, wrapping him in a warm embrace. Daemon's hand found the small of your waist. "I'll call you everyday." Harwin made the same promise.

Basically his full-sister at this point.

"- I'll miss you." Harwin pressed a kiss on your forehead.

Daemon opens the car door for you. It was the beginning of your life. A life that you fought hard to have again.

I won't stop loving you.

I'll always be here by your side. I'll never want you to say goodbye.

Aemond smiled, hearing the radio play your favorite song. He wonders if you're better now - living the life that he took for so long. "So Mr. Aemond Targaryen, is it your first time in therapy?" the older woman adjusted her glasses.

"Yes." he answered with a smile.

(FIVE YEARS LATER)

yourname: ❤️ thank you for visiting us in 🇦🇺 thank you for the cute photos @helaenasphotography

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harwinstrong: My Heart 🥲🥺

helaenasphotography: always welcome guys! ✨

RhaenyraStrong: When are you coming home? Missing youuuu soo muchhhh - yourname: soon, i promise!!

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It's been five years since you disappeared off the face of the earth. You can still remember the day that you left. It was a Sunday.

May 7, 2023.

You moved to Switzerland with Daemon, enjoying the snow and the scenery around you. He started teaching in an international school. You postponed your law degree, instead you focused on running a daycare and healing from your scars.

You were lucky to welcome your first child.

Daenerys.

After Switzerland, you moved to Australia.

The warm sand was kissing your barefoot. The beach was beautiful in the morning, you liked the way the sun stung your skin. "Let's go for a swim," Daemon pleads, "I don't want to get stung by jellyfishes, love." you whined, but he continues pulling you in the water.

The water was warm, though slightly colder than the sand. A sigh escaped your mouth feeling the seaweed wrap around your feet. It was another day in paradise. "They won't bite, I promise." he pressed a kiss on your lips.

He was enjoying this life.

"It's not my problem if I get bitten anyways." you wrap your arms around his body, using him as a floater. He chuckles, remembering the time he had to haul you to the hospital because of a snake bite.

It was a garden snake, not the venomous kind.

"I'm sorry for that," he laughed, walking until the water reached your shoulders. The seaweed was ticking your thighs. "I'm glad that everything happened the way it did. I got justice for my mom's death. I got you. I got Daenerys." you whispered.

"I love you, Dae." you confessed.

"I love you too," he hummed, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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RhaenyraStrong: Aww he looks so cute RhaenyraStrong: Please take more pictures!

Harwin smiled, helping you load the luggage inside of the car. "Two years and you're finally coming home." he states, placing his hand on your head and messing with your hair.

"I'm sorry that it took a while. We had a lot of things going on." you exchanged a knowing look with Daemon.

Harwin takes a closer look at the little boy. "Jesus, he looks exactly like you." he observed. "- don't let Daemon hear that." you placed a finger to your lips, continuing to rock the little boy to sleep.

"The car is ready." Daemon says, opening the door for you.

Harwin sits in the passenger seat, while you and Daenerys are in the backseat. "Is she strapped properly?" Daemon does his final rounds of safety inspection. "We're ready to go, dad." you confirmed.

yourname: thanks for the photos @helaenasphotography ❤️

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RhaenyraStrong: Congratulations are in order!!

jacejacejace: I'm so excited for the wedding 😍 ate that

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daemontargaryen: "If there is heaven in this life, it is my mother." ❤️

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RhaenyraStrong: Daenerys was so little then 🥲 they grow up too fast

joffreyminecraft_gamerboy: uncle daemon can u plese by me robux? - daemontargaryen: ok

LaenorVelaryonLaw: Keep posting pics of Dany and (Your Name) I'm tired of seeing your eyesore face on my newsfeed - daemontargaryen: You follow me, so?

"Dany, be careful. Vissy has soft bones." you dutifully reminded. In the span of five years the children in the family grew.

Rhaenyra and Harwin had Aegon, Viserys and Visenya.

"I don't know how you take care of these many kids. Daenerys just by herself is a handful." you chuckled, admiring the way Rhaenyra raised her children with tenderness and affection. "Harwin decided to have an early retirement, so we're with the kids 24/7." she humbled.

6 children. 1 teenager, and 1 adult child.

She's a legend.

"Has Jaehaerys and Jaehaera ever asked about their father?" you inquired, wondering if you should help shoulder the boulder of raising Aegon's kids. "I legally adopted them, as far as they're concerned Harwin and I are their parents." Rhaenyra confirmed.

Aegon was a strange creature. He always had that blank look in his eyes. He'd always joke about the most deranged topics, but when his children entered the room - his eyes would light up. He was a horrible person, but you think that he's a good father.

To some extent.

"Enough of that, I'm so excited for your wedding." Rhaenyra placed a hand on your forearm. Your eyes light up at the thought. "I already picked out a few bridesmaid dresses. I just need y'all to choose." you announced. "- I think they're in my room." you remembered.

Rhaenyra motioned for the maids to grab the gowns.

"Let's have a fashion show!" you smiled.

yourname: 08.23.24 🖤 Officially Mrs. Daemon Targaryen

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[breadbrobin]

the bet

part three

cedric diggory x reader — harry potter

[fem!best friend reader]

summary: for once, losing a bet might be a good thing.

warnings: kissing, quite a lot of swearing, betting/gambling, mentions of underage drinking, minor suggestive content, GOD they’re so in love it’s stupid, i think i’m a comedian (i’m not), switched from an x oc story so might have a few mistakes oops, mediocre writing (again i wrote this years ago and this is the worst part i think)

word count: 1.7k

(let’s not talk ab how long it took me to put this up and instead i’ll tell you about how i went away with my friends and may or may not have completely forgotten about this lil series oopssss anyways this is the last part and it’s my favourite i love it so muchhhh enjoy 😘)

part one

part two

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The Rainy Days

Neither you or Cedric had brought up what he’d said that night, but it hung in the air between you, stagnant and stiff, leaving awkwardness to rest in the growing distance.

It was odd, you realised. One moment, you were closer than ever before, hugging for a second too long, soft touches as hands brushed, then the next, you were sitting at opposite ends of a metaphorical couch, shooting furtive glances at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking.

It was confusing, and you were conflicted.

You almost wanted to bring it up. You knew he remembered, that much was clear. It was obvious in the subtlest of looks, the gentlest of touches, the softest of smiles. But sometimes, it would leap to the forefront of his mind and, cheeks red, eyes downcast, he would retreat into himself.

And so, neither you or Cedric brought it up.

No matter how much you may have wanted to.

The days passed in almost comfortable normalcy.

There were no trips to the lake or the town, just sitting and enjoying each other’s company.

You and Cordelia taught him how to play Last Card on a thundery Tuesday, all pouting out the window at the storm.

“I hate thunder,” Cedric shuddered. “It’s the worst to play Quidditch in too.”

“I don’t think it’s safe to play in thunder,” you huffed, collecting the cards after he won again. “I mean, lightning strikes the highest object, right? And look what happened to Harry last season.”

“Yeah, that was horrible,” he cringed, taking the cards from her and shuffling them. “Although that was the Dementors too.”

You pulled a face. “Still not an excuse. It really isn’t safe.”

Cordelia looked between you in confusion. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You remember Quidditch, right?” Cedric asked. “On the broomsticks.”

She nodded slowly. “Did you know that witches riding broomsticks used to be a euphemism for riding the devil’s—”

“—Oh-kay, that’s enough cards for today!” You cut in. “Cords, why don’t you go grab a board game, yeah?”

“Okay!” she chirped, dancing off upstairs.

You breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in your chair.

Cedric shot you an amused look.

“Shut up,” you muttered.

When you saw a person running towards your house without an umbrella in the pouring rain, you assumed they were an idiot.

Then the figure got closer and you realised that it was your idiot.

“God, Cedric, you dipshit,” you whispered, dropping the knife you was using to butter your toast on the bench and running to the door, grabbing a towel from a clean pile on the way.

You opened the door just as he reached the front steps, having to grip onto the handle tight so that the wind didn’t rip it from its hinges.

“What are you doing?” you asked over the downpour, letting him inside and handing him the towel.

“I swear it didn’t start raining until I was halfway here.” His teeth were chattering. “Gotta love English weather.”

You shook your head in defeat. “Shut up and go take a hot shower. I’ll bring you something to wear.”

He didn’t even move to object, shuffling towards the bathroom instantly.

You left a bundle of warm clothes outside the door and sat on the couch with your toast to wait.

Thankfully, you weren’t alone with your thoughts for very long.

Cedric padded into the room with his hair wet and messy and in a hoodie and sweatpants that he’d left at your house a few weeks before. “Thanks,” he said quietly.

“Are you okay?” you handed him a blanket and a piece of warm toast as he sat down next to you.

He nodded. He looked significantly less cold than before. “Merlin, the last time I was this cold was when you pushed me into the Black Lake.”

“I didn’t push you, you slipped.”

“Yeah, right,” he huddled closer to you, making her tense up briefly. The last time you were this close on the couch…

“Hey, Y/N…” he said quietly after a few beats.

“Hm?”

“About that night—”

“It’s okay, we don’t have to—”

“No, I think we should—”

“Cedric,” you said firmly. “Don’t worry about it. We were drunk. It’s okay.”

He paused, studying you like he was committing all of your features to memory. You knew you were doing that for him. “Okay.”

You sat in silence, watching the rain stream down the window.

The Confession

You had a confession to make.

First, to yourself: you liked Cedric—No. You were in love with Cedric.

It was the way he said your name like it was made of porcelain, fragile, delicate. It was the way your bodies fit perfectly together when you hugged, your bodies and hands made for holding each other. It was the way he looked at you, that night and every day since; like you’d hung the moon and the stars in the sky. It was the way he made you feel safe.

Was that so difficult?

Yes, a nagging voice in the back of your mind muttered. You’re going to be twenty galleons more broke because of your stupid feelings.

Maybe, you countered it. But I don’t even care anymore.

Your next confession would be to Cedric. That was slightly more difficult.

It wasn’t like you didn’t have the opportunity; you were almost always at each other’s houses. It was more to do with the issue of you being too scared. You shied away from admitting it every time you thought you were ready, pushing your feelings down and down until they were compressed under a pile of anxiety.

So, the confession was going well. Really well.

You stole another glance at him across the room, peering over your book to find him already staring at you. You withheld a squeak and looked back down, sinking lower into your end of the couch.

“Alright, what is it?” he asked, slipping a bookmark between the pages and setting his book on the end table.

“What is what?” You didn’t take her eyes off your book, pretending to read with your eyes locked on one phrase: ‘I love you.’

Is it that easy? You asked yourself. I just say it?

Cedric leaned forward and pushed your book down. “Well, either that page is very interesting or you suddenly can’t read, because you haven’t turned the page in about twenty minutes.”

“I’m absorbing it properly,” you lifted it back up but he pushed it down again.

“Absorbing it, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Well, my other thought was that you were so distracted staring at me every five seconds that you forgot to actually read.”

You dropped your book, struggling to catch it and sending it careening onto the floor. Your eyes were wide as you stared at him. “No.”

He was smiling, that soft, almost smug smile that you’d fallen in love with. “Really?”

“Really.”

“Uh-huh, because from here, it looked like you were staring at me.”

You sat up straight. “Really? How odd.”

“Hmm…” he smiled a bit brighter. God, you wanted to kiss him. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it.”

You breathed an inaudible sigh of relief as he leaned back.

“Shame, because I was actually quite flattered.”

“Oh, I bet you were,” you scoffed.

He leaned back into the couch, opening his book agonisingly slow.

You stared at him, legs crossed and brows furrowed. Your head was swirling with thoughts, all repeating, Cedric, Cedric, Cedric. You’d never wanted to kiss someone so bad, to just hold someone. You’d never, ever in your life, wanted to lose a bet.

His grey eyes flickered up to you once, then twice, then again. “Can I help you?”

“Oh, what the fuck,” you muttered, pushing yourself forward and pressing your lips to his.

He dropped his book, the hardback thudding dully on the floor right next to yours, but neither of you cared. His hands found their place on your waist as you leaned over him, one arm supporting you on the wall behind him, the other entangled in his brown hair.

Butterflies danced in your stomach, your heart racing wildly as your lips melded together. It was like they were made to kiss each other; the way they fit so perfectly, the curve of your cheek and the straight line of his nose. All of your swirling thoughts subsided, leaving only one: Cedric.

God, you never wanted to stop kissing him. He was like sugar; tantalising, sweet, addictive.

He pulled away first, thumb digging subtly into your hip, lips parted and gasping for air. “Y/N…”

“I’m sorry,” you breathed, unable to find your voice. “But I couldn’t wait another—”

He kissed you again, more passionate; noses knocking, hearts pounding, hair standing on end. You wondered how you got so lucky. God, you were lucky.

This kiss was more intense, all those weeks of pent up emotion, released in that moment.

You never wanted it to end.

But, as your lungs gasped for air and your head began to swim, you pulled away. He chased your lips, pressing a final, sweet kiss to them, before resting his head back again.

“Never apologise for that,” he breathed. “Never.”

“Got it,” you whispered, eyes tracing a pattern in his faint freckles. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”

“Amazing at kissing?” he tilted his head.

“Just amazing in general.” You kissed him again. And if you stayed on that couch all afternoon? Well that was no one’s business but your own.

The Pay-Up

You had twenty galleons ready the second you set foot on the Hogwarts Train only a few weeks later. Cedric was holding your free hand as you wove past loitering students and nervous first years until you found Lizzie and Camila.

“Hey, Morgan, Cedric,” Lizzie raised her eyebrow at you.

Camila saw your connected hands and started prodding her arm.

“Hey, guys,” you smiled brightly. “Just paying up.”

You tossed Lizzie the bag of galleons and turned to Camila. “Sorry, I made the first move.”

“Liar,” she pointed at you. “Cedric, please tell me she’s lying.”

“Nope,” he let your hand go and wrapped it around your waist instead. “She kissed me first.”

Camila groaned, digging through her bag. “Fuck.”

As Lizzie danced in victory and Camila complained about you finding your balls, you had to admit, you had never been happier to lose a bet.

cedric taglist:

@sunburnhurts

[s-rosie]

JAVERY HCSSSSSSS #2

hiiii!!! i hope everyone is doing wonderful and taking care if themselves, with that said, i hope you like these!

jameson can rub avery’s stomach in just the right way, it gets rid of her period cramps

they make each other those aesthetic, cute, and meaningful gifts when the other is feeling shitty

they tried that “you need a hug” trend when the boyfriend jumps on the girlfriend’s back, and avery fell over and hit her nose (jameson then felt so bad, he gave her so many cuddles and kisses)

they have onesies that are stitch for jameson and angel for ave

they sing musicals together and assign each other characters to play

i hc that ave has hormone problems, so jamie will help her by holding her hair when she throws up, holding her when she gets dizzy, and giving her cuddles (not me projecting again 💀)

in their room, they have a whole corner filled with cute stuffies

they take long drives sometimes and just talk about life and scream sing their fav songs

jameson once pulled ave into a closet (😏) and oren was going crazy trying to find her because he thought she was kidnapped again (they then had to sit through a 20 minute lecture)

everyone online calls them “america’s favorite couple”

jamie loves going shopping with her and he has good fashion taste, so he will help her find outfits

one time nash told them to get a room, so jameson was like “fine maybe i will” and avery was like “fine by me” as a joke (not really) and nash was mortified

xander once dared them to play 7 minutes in heaven, and it got a bit heated

they went on a trip to nyc, and jameson taught avery how to ice skate at rockefeller rink because i hc he plays hockey

i hc ave is allergic to metal, so jamie covers all of his rings and jewelry with a clear coat so she can hold his hand, and he always makes sure to gets her hypoallergenic jewelry

they are both obsessed with combat boots, especially doc martens

they have spa dates before big events to make sure they look ✨fabulous✨

jamie and avery are the best at just dance, like if they team up against you you know its over for you

after “activities” (😏) jamie will carry her wherever she needs to go until she can walk

ave always takes the blankets and makes herself a burrito in the blankets (jamie acts annoyed but he obviously finds it adorable)

jameson loves olives, but ave hates them (the olive theory)

one time at the beginning of their relationship, she got overwhelmed by jameson touching her so she pulled away, and he felt like he did something wrong. she assured him it was ok and she just got overwhelmed so they made a secret tap that ave can do on jamie’s arm so he knoes to let go and give her space (though, she uses the tap less and less now)

at their wedding, jamie cried seeing avery walk down the isle, causing her to start crying and they met at the alter a bawling mess

they always hype each other up and stand up for each other no matter what

since i think it is pretty much cannon that jameson does nascar at this point, before his races, ave gets really scared that he will get hurt, so she will tell him things like “don’t die” and “if you die, ill kill you” and he just laughs and tells her he will be ok

at any event that either of them do, the other always brings them a gift pertaining to that event

ave is SUPER tickle ish, and jamie will tickle her sometimes until she cant breath (she pretends she hates it, but jamie kbows she loves it)

thank you so muchhhh! i hope you like these as much as i enjoyed making them. please give me some recommendations as to what yo make next. i will be busy for a while, so if i post few and far between, just know that i will be back (tho i will post more then that) so if i dont get to your request right away, just know i will eventually. thank you 😊

[bywons]

🌷 2025 SEASON GREETINGS

dear srunation,

happy new year ! as we know, the 2024 season just got to an end, and i hope the last year has been truly kind to you, and you could explore all your joys and true self ! as even if you didn't, you're not alone ( me too ), a new year has just begun, with 365 days of new opportunities, chances and new ways to love yourself and your life.

last year has taught me a lot of things— whether in my studies, in my relationships or whether about myself where i needed to reflect upon. it hasn't been a great year to me, but im determined to 2025 a great one !

to all my dearest followers, thank you so so much for being with me and supporting bywons. i have been so irregular this year, but tysm for forgiving me for it and showering nothing but immense love and support on my works. i am always glad to share my works with you guys, even more when i read all your feedbacks knowing you love it and it made you smile, nothing more could make me happier.

to @atrirose, my best friend my beautiful lovely gf, you're the best person i met this year ! it would've been impossible to reach where i am right now without you and your love by my side. im so so so thankful for us getting closer and that we can share everything and be straightforward with each other. mwah mwah, you're my safe space the best ily ^^ to @junislqve, my babie my psychoz darling, i don't say it often but i love you much juni babie :( we got so close to each other just by texting. i love talking to you so so much, everytime your name pops up in my screen it really makes my day ! you're such a kind, funny and awesome person, i hope junru stays forever :3

to carrots ( @junislqve @hhmnya @hyeinette @jlheon @lcvclywon ) my fav girlies my babies my GOATS !!! guys holy shat i literally miss you guys all the time i cherish you all to infinity my prettiest girls omg :( carrots is fr my home, somewhere where i can be free and be myself, somewhere im the happiest without any care. i really dont rmb how carrots formed, but im so so grateful it did. juni, we talk the most and i love love love you so much. anna, my fellow 07z, we really do have to catch up soon i miss our disc convos !!!! my silly queen goose you're so funny so sweet and special to me. vivi, my another silly goose i miss you !!!! come back to me asap, i miss being silly and fun with you, nothing is ever boring with vivibear, you're truly the sunshine of carrots i will smooch you omg. peng, we don't talk much nowadays but im always grateful to you for being so sweet and kind to me, mwah ily !!!! yuya, omg we haven't talked to each other in ages, but gosh i always think about you how you're doing and stuff, i hope you're alright my queen !

to @flwrstqr & @tzyunaes my cutest girls omg, im so flipping happy we got closer. ygs are so so fun and sweet istg everytime i talk to you ygs i squeal out of happiness. i adore 2jenn the most omg labhliest girl i lobh you guys so muchhhh !!!!

to all my moots, i will always cherish you deep inside my heart, your presence makes a big difference to this world and rmb your smile is the prettiest ! i love you guys so so much, you cutie bears!

to end it, i want you guys to promise to be kind to yourself and the people around you, always ! never put yourself down and have faith in whatever you do ! its a hard thing to do, but consider yourself the luckiest to be alive in the moment right now, to be able to breathe and to eat food which you like and buy clothes that you want, that can be the highest privilege to some, so enjoy and cherish whatever you have, the universe will always be kinder to you.

happy new year 💝

some moots i love & would like to get closer to this year ! @soov @okwonyo @pshbites @isoobie @boyfhee @yeokii @cupidhoons @aewon & more .. TT

[hanzhen0506]

First time with Tws plsss <3

I love your work btw. I read every single one of your fics <33

First time!

Omg!!! Thank you soooo muchhhh!! I decided because I already wrote first time with Hanjin, I will just be doing the hyung line. I would like to remind that im not really good in this genre so feedbacks are very welcome! 🙏, Hopefully you enjoy it!!! 🤞

~’Shinyu:

It was you who wanted to do it to him, but you were shy, so you tried to not subtly hint to him in what you want. He would first tease at your effort but would then reassure you that everything will be fine. He kissed and touch every body part whispering sweet words in your ears (you might have teared up from the amount of love your recieving.) And in the end you both were satisfied, crying and tired in each others arm. Hence, fell asleep.

Its fine though, as he tries to make it up to you with a breakfast in bed in the morning and give you a nice massage to ease your body. (Probably told you to pee to not risk any disease or pregnancy.)

~’Dohoon:

Probably in the middle of a makeout where it would lead to your first time. You both were kinda shy and scared but Dohoon try to reassured you in everyway, does a lottt of foreplay for you to no be scared for the size and it would definitely easily slid in. He would go slow and kiss you so much, soon the pace will gradually be fast, making sure to have you come before him. Aftercare with him is sweet, The member’s have mention how Dohoon is considered one of the strongest so he wouldn’t let you move a lot and carry you to the bathroom and bed again to sleep.

~’Youngjae:

I think Youngjae is the type to talk it out. When he knows that the relationship reach a level of intimacy, he might start to talk to you. Wanting to know if your ready or not, how he can wait as long as you want. When you mention to wait a little longer he agrees, but once you comply he made sure to make it romantic. Flower petals around the room and music of course. For being it the first time, he would make sure to satisfy yourself before his. Making sure you feel nice, definitely going slow, as if he’s actually making love to you.

Aftercare with him is as sweet as the sex, everything you need is already prepared. He has snacks, water, phone, tablet, towel, even he had clean himself so you can cuddle into him comfortably.

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(Please do not steal my works!)

[senjuroprotectionsquad]

how do you think akaza feel if reader was preggo with their child?

AKAZA WITH A PREGNANT S/O

omg he'd be an absolute malewife-

first and foremost

He wants to TRAIN the child (starts talking about it immediately after you announce you pregnant)

Not even questioning how a human and demon had a baby just STRAIGHT to training (your not surprised though. it's akaza.)

Although a demon he is still part man and that part wants him to have a mini version of himself, wants the child to be strong like him (maybe eventually replace that bastard Douma-)

He's a bit inexperienced when it comes to being around pregnant women (He avoids women as a whole due to not wanting to bring them harm) so forgive him if he doesn't treat you like glass right away

As soon as you start showing belly though?

it's OVER

Won't let you go outside at night, at your side returning with supplies every dawn. Keeps you locked away because your his, and he'll be damned if someone takes that away from him.

This man is TOUCHY. Belly, thighs, hips, breast, butt. NOWHERE is safe. A squish here and a squeeze there is enough to tell you that he loves you, even if he's not very vocal about it.

Once you get into the later months of your pregnancy and start to really show, he won't do anything sexual with you other than go down on you, much to your dismay.

it's just... just too easy to accidentally hurt you, ya know?

He's always watching you, staring. It might seem a little intimidating but behind that blank expression are the vivid images of you guys making more babies. The mushy stuff too, holding hands, kissing the baby's forehead goodnight, watching you fold laundry or other mundane housework all while the mini akaza runs all around causing havoc. (just like him, he thinks)

He'll give you massages and cook for you, becoming more doting and wonderful with each and every passing month.

Won't let any of the other upper moons know about it (other than Kokushibo because he somehow already knows)

Kokushibo showed up one day out of the blue while Akaza was gone on a hunt and while it was scary he was only interested i talking with you about the pregnancy. Intrigued.

The look on Akaza's face when he came back to see the two of you talking over tea was enough to tell you how he felt about that.

This man is possessive as it is, but when your pregnant? Oh boy.

He doesn't even want you talking with humans let alone demons, i mean what if the slayers found you? they'd surely take your head for carrying the baby of a demon. The thought alone has him taking his anger out on the nearest tree.

WILL smash a tree or person to absolute bits and then touch you with the most gentle, reaffirming hands ever known.

He loves to kiss you everywhere but his favorite place would be your knuckles, raising your hands to his fangs only to place the sweetest kiss on the back of them.

EYE CONTACTTTTT

While he kisses you, while he holds your hand away from the stove so you don't burn yourself, while he helps you get in and out of the bath, while he turns you into a cream puff-

Asks how you're doing, if you've eaten, if you've been feeling sick. Your in pain? He will threaten the gods to make you feel better.

Stole a book from a nearby medical center on remedies to reduce cramps (acts like it's a coincidence that he found it when he searched all night)

He loves and loves and loves until he can't anymore, he's stubborn and occasionally shy due to his utmost respect for you, but once the baby is born he's back to his teasing self, promising to put another baby in you as soon your back to health.

He will also absolutely chuck the baby 20 ft up in the air while playing "catchies" much to your disapproval 💀

He catches him everytime though. As if the great Akaza could let his little champion get hurt. (at least that's what he says)

WHEW that was a doozy, sorry if i went a little off the rails, I love husbandy Akaza so muchhhh

I hope you enjoyed!

[zarvasace]

Just finished re-reading Counterbalance to have something fun to read while waiting (very patiently surely) for the Pathfinder Links writing (looking forward to it a lot!!! I’m excited to learn about them!!) and Madness was making my heart hurt almost every scene 😭 “purple reminds me of something” “Link! Wait… no rainbows.” And that tiny back and forth with Four,,, ACKKKKK I just want to lock them in a comfy room and watch them chat,,, Can’t wait for more of your amazing writing!!!!

😭 blubbering thank you so muchhhh!! Counterbalance makes me happy, so I'm delighted to hear that you enjoy it. I love Madness a lot too, and want to give him lots of blankets and cocoa. He'd like that. He's currently the best of them, I think.

I don't want to give away the conceit of Counterbalance 2 (I'll find a better title for it) but I will tell you that the plot is 14 days long, and I have drafted out 2 of them (and parts of a few others) (day 1 is 12k words ahhh). The wip is currently on hold due to febuwhump, which is also a ton of fun, but other than that, it is my main focus right now.

I'll give you a cryptic, out-of-context outline note and an edited snippet, how about that? :)

Note: Four is the first to find the emergency exit button, and that isn't a good thing.

"Sapphire bones," Madness spat, "geode brain, ruby blood, even the jade heart. That's what you want, isn't it? Not me." [Redacted] gave him a long, calculating look. "You're talking about Link, aren't you? Your Link. Why won't you just say what you mean?" "Locks and keys," mumbled Madness, vainly attempting to get out of [Redacted]'s hold again. "You must be useful somehow. Your compatriots can turn into children, hypnotize others, or shoot lightning from their hands. What can you do?" "I don't have a ruler for you!" Can't give you a straight answer, interpreted Four. He was getting good at this.

[local-historian]

ooc to ooc regarding this reblog:

i love seeing you in my inbox with the 'mutuals' right beside your username ⁉️⁉️ like, hell yes we're moots. i'm moots with this awesome person.

anyways, thank you for creating a ysa rp blog. i love your interpretation of the her character and i enjoy interacting w/ u 🔥

rp thingy aside you are a kind and caring person cuz wdym the first thing u say in pm is "are your eyes better now?" you're the one among the very few people who ask about my eye condition and i am enterally grateful for that bcz it actually makes me wanna take care of myself otherwise i can't give two f's 😂 (me aside i hope your condition is improving too coz i really dont want us to go blind together)

ur also funny as heck??? lol i love interacting with you ooc or not.

// NAHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCHHHH!!!! Honestly , no over exaggeration, you are someone that I really enjoy talking to and interacting with , oh and , YOU BETTER TAKE CARE IF YOURSELF , IF YOURE GOING BLIND WHEN I GET BETTER IM TEARING MY EYE OUT . AND FUNNIEST THING , WHENEVER I GET INTO TUMBLR , YOU POST LIKE 20 SECONDS BEFORE TO THE POINT I GO LIKE “ Huh.” LIKE I DONT KNOW HOW I ALWAYS CHECK ON MY ACCOUNT RIGHT AFTER YOU POST .

Everything aside though , make sure you take care of yourself , know that I really enjoy talking to you , and that I’m praying for both of us to recover

[bondagebimbo]

Bryan is a lovely guy, he's got beautiful eyes and a sweet smile. He's also got that David Harbour thing going on with the beard 😏 he's also kind and decent guy to talk to. There's a passionate side to him but there's also that emotional side. He has substance. I'm a gay man but he's totally lovely and we adore him and you together congratulations 😊

I’ve known Bryan for a few years, he really is a good guy. 🖤 and I fucking KNOW. 😍 fuck, I can’t wait to lose myself in those pretty eyes while I run my fingers through that gorgeous fucking beard again, goddamn… 🥵😩

everyone just likes to be assholes on here for no fucking reason. but what I just don’t understand is how some people think that bashing your partner is going to get them positive attention from you. if it does, the partner needs to drop you, fucking immediately. that’s definitely not someone you want to be in a relationship with if they’re going to let random and absolutely biased sources with ulterior motives influence their decision on you. the clear lack of respect is disgusting. 💀

he’s a total sweetheart and I adore him. he really is a wonderful and genuine person, and I’m so incredibly lucky to have him in my life. he’s always quick to reassure me, give the validation I need, compliment me, and is just really comforting to physically be with. I feel so safe and able to be vulnerable with him, and that doesn’t happen often for me when it comes to men, so it means a lot that I can relax with him and actually enjoy when he’s here with me. I’m usually so fucking stressed out, but he’s such a calming presence to have around. and he’s so goddamn cuddly and affectionate, ugh. it’s fucking adorable. I’m gonna kiss the hell outta him next weekend, I miss my handsome man so muchhhh. 🥺

thank you for being so kind, I really do appreciate you actually complimenting him and just being a nice person, in general. I hope today is as kind to you as you’ve been to us, you’re the sweetest. 🖤

[erinwantstowrite]

So excited, now I won't have to spam ur tiktok comments like crazy 😭😭 Firstly I wanna say I think the writing is beautiful and you depict exactly what you want perfectly. My favorite scenes are probably the fighting scenes cause I love seeing how you write the spider sense and more. I also enjoy the POV switching alot :))

On that note, who is your favorite to write(POV or personality wise), and what type of scenes are your favorite?

Thank you so muchhhh!!! To be honest, it's a little funny that I write so much action and scifi, cause I'm not really that big a fan of writing it. I feel like action scenes are the hardest for me to write because I'm not that into fight choreography and I spend forever making sure they make sense/are cool enough to keep someone entertained. Hearing that people actually like the actions and the pov switches makes me happy cause I put a lot of effort in them! <3

(Minor spoilers under the cut for Chapter 10)

I think my favorite POV to write is Peter's, but tied for second place are Jason and Tim. They come out the easiest to me for various reasons. Writing Jason and Tim is fun because I love their characters the most (I'm so sorry to the others I adore them as well) out of everyone in DC.

Writing Peter, however, means I get to have a lot of fun with the formatting and the jokes, and his outside perspective on Gotham is soooo much fun to write. I like to include bits like him and Tony sharing the habit of giving nicknames to people, or how in his perspective, he doesn't even realize how much of an impact he can make on people when he's just being himself. My favorite scenes to write are bits with background characters and world building.

Like with Maps, and the talk with Benny in chap 10! These other people weren't included in Peter's POV on purpose, because to him, he doesn't see that him being Peter was a huge impact on them. He knows he can help people as Spider-Man, but he doubts himself outside of the mask.

[godilovemyhusband]

Just wanted to say how I enjoy your content. Love is such a rare find these days and it's often lost in the commotion of the world. I guess if I had a question it would be from the perspective of a lady as an aspiring loving husband myself how best do I approach getting my significant other to open up and be vulnerable to connect more deeply in your opinion?

Hey! I'm so glad you see my content and my blog in this way.

On my part, what I liked about my husband was how much space he gave me. When we started seeing each other more often, he didn't start showering me with compliments like "ahhh, you're so beautiful" or "I like you so muchhhh God gurl".

I remember that once, before I went to bed, I wrote to him "Good night, my dear." And he wrote me back the same thing and I found it soooooo romantic.

What I mean is that men often want to take several steps at once: they are impatient and think that women demand big words, big compliments right away. It used to overwhelm me, for example.

My husband, after he kissed me for the first time (with my consent, of course), let me cool down. We met the next day at the University, but we didn't talk, we just observed each other. I told him that I wanted to decide when we would kiss again, and he accepted it; that was a sign of his maturity to me: deep down he was probably terrified (I know him well enough to know that he must have thought he kissed badly, that I hated him, and that I would never see him again), but I wrote to him the very next day.

As a woman, I have always found him handsome, but before he became my lover in my eyes, he was my friend, companion, a great mind with whom I loved sharing my thoughts. It is this understanding, encouragement (you can always tell me anything, I am here for you) that is most important.

And trust.

I do not look at my husband's phone, laptop, or documents. Nor does he look at mine. If I need to see something on his computer or in his drawer, I ask his permission.

Openness appears slowly over time, along with growing trust (I trust you and something has been weighing on my heart for a long time, I want to tell you, I believe that you will understand me). You also have to accept that there are things that are worth keeping to yourself: only tell the other person about what is really important, what can really change your relationship for the better or help your other half understand you better (e.g. what you've been through).

Of course, I don't mean that you should hide if you do something wrong, but rather that sometimes it's not worth burdening the other party with things that happened in the past and are no longer important (e.g. stories about your ex).

Don't overwhelm her with your presence, let her have her things that she does on her own, or time that she spends doing something without you. Get to know each other's friends (this always gives a sense of security) and meet them, either as a couple or individually.

I am not jealous of my husband going out alone with his female friends, because I know all of them and they are my friends too; in exactly the same way, my husband is not jealous of my male friends or the fact that I see them, because he knows them very well and likes them very much himself.

Five years of being in a relationship (3 years in marriage) have shown me that the most important thing is an honest, calm conversation, in which each party can express themselves without fear that the other will start yelling.

[invinciblelikeu]

Hello! I love love love your fanfic desiderium so muchhhh I keep reading it again and again🤩. I just want to ask if you have any plans to have dream's perspective of the situation in a different fanfic? No pressure though just asking! I enjoy your work very much and would love to read it in dreams perspective or maybe a glimpse of what he is thinking?🫶🏻🫶🏻

can i just say i love getting asks about desiderium bc i dont get to talk about it as much as i want to!!!!

and great question!! i wont lie, i did consider one of the future chapters to be from dream’s point of view, but i decided to stick to having it strictly from george’s pov bc its his nature of being an unreliable narrator in the fic that i feel makes it more interesting and i really wanted it so that we see dream through george’s eyes only. the idea of writing a one shot from dream’s pov after i finish desiderium does sound tempting though, so we’ll see!!

thank you for reading i really appreciate it 💚

this fic to me is like fusion to dream except way less grand lmao

[pop-a-cornn]

hi!!!

you’re one of my most frequent interactions on my blog and I love seeing your comments and asks!! youre just abbreviated to ‘popcorn’ in my brain so whenever I see your interactions I’m like “omfg popcorns here!!” sooo to flip the tables,

I would LOVE to hear some of your South Park headcanons!!

thank you!!

The way I literally SCREAMED upon seeing this and stop your actually so sweet and I’m giggling, I love everyone’s different abbreviations of my username it’s actually so fun

BUT FORMALITYS OUT THE WAY, LITERALLY NEVER POSTED HERE BEFORE AND WAS NEVER PLANNING TO BUT FOR YOU, I SHALL

I literally ran to my notes app and wrote down all the things I could come up with/remember off the top of my head, so I hope you enjoy 🫶🫶

- Kyle is the designated driver of the main 4, Stan gets absolutely wasted, Kenny is high out of his mind, and no one trusts cartman to drive

- Tolkien + Wendy + Kyle are the honor student trio. Literally doesn’t matter what class they’ve always got a casual friendly rivalry for the top spot

- Kyle + Clyde are sport buddies. Kyle mains in basketball (obvi) and Clyde pretty much dabbles in everything (idgaf Clyde is the most awkward jock ever in my mind)

- TWEEK AS A BOXER. I REFUSE TO ACCEPT HIM IN ANOTHER OTHER SPORT. And he’s literally one of the strongest in his grade despite his relatively small size and build, fight with the wall

- Kinda following up on that, despite Craig literally being the tallest in his school (by the time he’s 16 hes like, 6’0), Tweek can lift him up with ease. Craig on the other hand has the strength of a twig, man could not carry tweek to save his life

- Stan is bi, and literally everyone else knew before he did and treated it as common knowledge. People would literally come up to him like “dude that guy over there totally looks like your type” and he’s just like “wtf ???” cause this dude has never said ANYTHING about being into guys

- Lowkey stealing this from my friend (thanks memberment 🫶🫶) but Kenny is fluent in literally EVERY LANGUAGE, cause hell most definitely isn’t a English-exclusive place

- Stan, Kenny and cartman all started growing muchhhh sooner than Kyle, making him the shortest for a few years. Then one day, puberty hit him like a truck and literally towered over all of them. They’re still in shock over it

- Red and Craig as cousins, they literally talk shit about everyone

- Dipping into my own-unwritten-band au here, Tweek and kenny play drums

- Wendy had the longest hair for everrrrrr and then one night had a breakdown over school-stress and chopped it all off. The public was stunned

- Another one stolen from memberment, Tweek is literally incapable of remembering to locks doors/windows. Kenny breaks in often

- Kenny breaks into lots of peoples houses fullstop, no one really understands what he has against doors

- Stan is a night owl. He will stay up all night and be absolutely insufferable to wake up the next morning

- Bebe is literally the most diva to ever diva, and absolutely no one can hate her for it

- Kenny will see any feral animal (eg. A raccoon) and will announce it as his pet. If you argue against it he will argue “anything can be a pet if your man enough”

- Cartman will doxx anyone on the internet who disagrees with anything he says

- This ones sot related, but Stan was originally part of Kupa keep. He met Kyle while patrolling at some point and shortly after, decided to switch his allegiance

- Bebes the type of girl to have Polaroids hanging in her locker of all her friends, she probably figured out a way to get fairy lights going too

- When tweeks stressed out, Craig puts his chullo on his head so he can pull on the strings instead of his hair

- Another of my band au- Kyle plays electric guitar, Stan plays bass

- This is a thing that happened at my Highschool in my cohorts younger years, but I just KNOW that the girls decorate each others lockers for their birthdays with streamers, balloons, cards, you name it both inside and outside

Okay yikes I can’t tell if that’s a lot or not, but ah well

REGARDLESS HOPE THIS WAS ENJOYABLE, MUCH LOVE 🫶