#i hope its a rollercoaster on all accounts

[whimsicalwritingsandmore]

Replay | ateez x reader

Pairing: pirate!ateez x adventurer!reader

Genre: adventure, fantasy, time travel, poly

Warnings: mention of a panic attack, mention of a sharp object.

Word Count: 1475 words

Summary: You're given a second chance to change things. But will you go or stay?

a/n: hello hello! welcome to my first one-shot! (but not really hehe) if you're new and found my account for the first time, I hope you enjoy my stories and it's really wonderful to have you here! :) In an update a while ago, I mentioned that I currently have a plethora of story ideas that I would love to develop into a full-length series one day, but for now, in order to not overwhelm myself, I will be posting these stories as one-shots/imagines so that I can share it with all of you and come back to it later on! This is my first one inspired by Marry My Husband and set in a world like the Choices' game Blades of Light and Shadow! Let me know what you think and happy reading! <3

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You're standing at the plank, back against the sea, tears streaming down your face. You refuse to look up at your lovers. There's a rollercoaster of emotions going on inside you, ranging from pain, hurt and betrayal to anger. 

They chose her over you, believed her melodious and cunning lies, and expect you to apologize to her. You're not looking up but from under your eyes, you can see her figure cozying up next to Wooyoung's. He's telling her not to cry, wiping away those crocodile tears in contrast to your real ones. 

Raw rage is slowly thrumming through your veins and resentment is coiling in your stomach as a vortex of anger gradually swirls inside. You've had enough honestly and you were no longer going to bend to anyone.

"Just apologize Y/N." Hongjoong remarks in a cold and distant voice.

His sword is right in front of you, barring you from getting off the plank.

"For what?" you respond icily,  "I've done nothing wrong."

Hongjoong grumbles under his breath and another person steps in, you recognize its Seonghwa by his boots.

"Please Y/N, don't be childish. Aera is younger than you, she needs us to look after her. You can't get jealous so easily."

Jealous. Such a funny word coming out of your lover's mouth. It's hypocritical rather, because your eight lovers lose it over the slightest glance someone casts in your direction.

You find it ridiculous.

The girl weasled her way onto the ship, and you had a bad feeling about it since day one. But you didn't think it would come to this. 

Love. That's all you ever wanted, and you found it in these eight men, who you had been with since the age of 16. They loved you more than anything, at least, that's what they said.

The only thing you want more than anything right now is to go back and choose differently. 

"I—" you declare, "I hope in my next life, true love finds me."

"Y/N what—" Yunho begins but you cut him off.

"I hope I meet someone who truly loves me and I hope it isn't any of you." 

You raise your head and look at Hongjoong directly in his eyes. He's taken aback at that cold and empty look in yours. He can see the wheels turning in your head but he’s not sure what you’re planning.

"Traitor." You verbalize before running into his sword.

"NO!" All eight voices ring out.

Shouts and screams erupt from all eight men as your blood begins to stain Hongjoong’s sword.

"Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Hongjoong screams.

You pull away and stumble backward towards the edge. San tries to reach for you but you pull your hand away and fall into the sea.

You're thinking this is where your story ends but actually dear one, this is only the beginning.

-

You startle out of your trance. You're in the fortune teller's shop. Blinking around haphazardly, you try to zero-in on your surroundings. Memories flood into your mind as you recognize where you are. This is the shop you visited when you were in the town of Maverick - it would be a month before everything happens.

You're dumbstruck by what just happened. Just moments ago, you were on the plank, ran yourself into Hongjoong’s sword and fell into the cold raging sea. Now, sitting in front of you, the elderly tarot reader draws some cards and gives you a reading.

"You're in for a big change dearie. I see the wheel of fortune is in your favour but be warned, the justice card reversed suggests there is dishonesty somewhere. "

“And this one?” you ask, pointing to the death card.

“In its upright position, it reveals that beginnings and change is expected. You’re nearing the end of a cycle.”

You don't ask for a further explanation, you pay and leave, walking back to the tavern where the boys are currently in. But as you walk out the shop's door, it begins to rain.

No...

Immediately, memories rush into your mind as you recall the timeline of events. It will rain and then the dam that's near the town will break, unleashing a flood. Aera is already with you all, the boys bringing her back home to her father after she got herself caught up with some misfits. But when the flood hits, everyone will scamper and she will come back with you all, joining the crew and then ruining everything you had with the boys.

Reaching the tavern, you watch from outside: all the boys are sitting around a table while Aera's father brings another round of drinks, and says something to Hongjoong. Aera stands at the far back of the room but you can tell there is something on her mind, that dubious and suspicious glint in her eyes. Her father walks back, she asks him something and then he scolds her before walking away. She balls her fists but then regains her composure before hopping over to your boys.

Previously, none of this had happened, as far as you remembered. After visiting the tarot reader, you waltzed into the tavern, pecked San and Jongho on the cheeks before placing yourself next to Yeosang who drew you closer to sit on his lap, his arm around you bringing you in closer. Aera did not come and sit with you all.

This time you hesitate entering the tavern, wondering if wandering around, accidentally getting lost or going the other way would be better. 

Love. That's all you ever wanted and you thought it would be with these eight boys. Now, you weren't so sure.

Little did you know, this moment of hesitation will change the course of your life. As you continue to think about your next course of action, a figure runs into you, bringing you down with him.

"What the—" Before you can even question, the figure jolts up, ready to run again. But you're quick on your feet too, and you grab the person by their wrist.

"Now wait a minute Mister," you begin but you're cut off by shrill shouts.

"There he is! Get him!"

You turn to the voices but before you can look at the person, he grabs your hand and pulls you with him. 

You have no idea why you're even running with him. You're strong enough to break free and go your merry way but as you study his back, you're intrigued — this black hair guy has a pretty feathered twist in his hair and silver dangle earrings. Something about him entices you.

He leads you down an alleyway, over a wall and then into an open field. The next thing you knew, you are on top of a hill that overlooks the town. He brings you behind a tree and you rest against the bark, trying to regulate your breath. The stranger crouches down attempting to do the same.

"You're insane." You remark.

"Yeah well, you were slowing me down so I had to bring you with me if I wanted to get away."

He doesn’t seem dangerous but rather, very amiable. The rain has stopped and there is only a slight drizzle, but from on top of the hill, you can see the dam that’s about to burst.

"No...the dam..." you mutter in-between breaths.

The stranger turns to the dam’s direction and his eyes widen. The dam erupts and rains down like a waterfall. You watch in fear and fright at the sight and your mind races to the boys, but deep down you know that they'll escape. 

But this time, you're not with them. You're with this stranger, now apart from them. 

"Hey are you okay?"

There's a wave of emotions and you feel yourself spiralling into panic. Your heart pounds in your chest and a familiar grip of fear tightens your chest, each breath of yours shallower than the last. Suddenly, the stranger holds you gently, looking at you with a reassuring calmness.

"Hey, don’t look there, look at me okay? Deep breaths, you can do it, take your time and follow me."

You do as you're told, the stranger running soothing circles on your forearms provides a sense of comfort and relief, and after a few minutes you finally compose yourself, staring out at the now submerged town. It's heartbreaking. 

"Where are you going to go?" he asks.

"I don't know." You answer.

The stranger hums and thinks for a minute before getting up and stretching out his hand for yours.

"Let's get going together then."

You're taken aback by his boldness but fascinated and captivated at the same time.

"I don't even know your name." you voice out.

He helps you up and gives you a polite smile, one that is soft and heartfelt.

"Yoonghoon. My name is Kim Yoonghoon."

[borathae]

Chapter 5

sickeningly sweet jimin? is he about to sass me?

“why aren’t you visiting our place anymore? idk you tell me

But you are still seeing Taehyung, aren’t you? yeah they are also occasionally eating each other, dont worry

his eyes race over your body, “interesting indeed.” WHY IS HE EYEING ME LIKE THAT? u got something to say???? ALSO WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

SAVED THAT FF IN TO MY LIBRARY AHAHA

It is like you don’t even exist for him.” SHUT UP U DONT SAY THAT

SIR WHAT ARE YOU DOING (go on i have 3 holes for a reason)

You almost choke gurl got gagged

Stupid body, acting all on its own again.  me to my body when it does that shiver/jerk/hitting my neck on my shoulder

what did you say to him to make him change his mind plays all idks jimin ever sang

take a shot everytime he said interesting

THANK GOD HE LEFT BYE PHEW, THIS IS A MOMENT WHERE "let out a breath idk i was holding" IS COMPLETELY ACCEPTABLE

NO HE DIDNT LEAVE Jimin presses himself against you 🤺 BACK AWAY🤺 BACK THE FUCK AWAY I SAID 🤺

jimin is sex on legs and STAYING FUCKING TRUE TO IT

Interesting count: 3

HE IS A MENACE COULD HAVE LEFT THAT POOR GIRL ALONE TO STUDY BUT NAAH HE IS JEALOUS OF HER STUDYING LATIN

Good job, now everyone hates you. mood 😭

WHY DID U GO TO HIM NO WE WONT FOLD THAT FAST NA UH

do come inside.” sure, she will after she learns the spells

YES LEAVE THANK YOU WE WILL NOT BACK DOWN

JIMINSHI AAAA

him: im fast as fuck boi

putting my meme generator account to use

So much is happening at once that you don’t know if you like it or not. Are you having a dream again? i get her confusion like sir what are you doing, its hot tho

OMG HE ERASED THE MEMORIES UGH AAH

HOSEOK MY LOVELY POOKIE I LOVE YOU, LETS GET MARRIED AND WALK INTO THE SUNSET AND FORGET ALL ABOUT THIS. the end. wow that would be funny if the book ended in 5 chapters 😭

remember our workout? .... I love cuddles”, he states ...... it was very late yep. this is soo funny pls, knowing how his lying/acting sucks, this must be a struggle for him

STOP OK UR NOT FUNNY IM SORRY, SAY SOMETHING

ok what is he trying to do? you need to poop great 😭

AGAIN SHE IS IN THE LIBRARY?? WHAT HOBI U DIDNT HAVE TO ERASE MEMORIES oh he only changed her place, cuz she remembers him hmm ok

tae is ok i guess DONT TELL ME TO SLEEP SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK (me who sleeps 8 hours a day)

poor baby i hope she sleeps it off well.

i still dont know whats happening and its getting concerning about what goes on with them and the house 🙂

AND WE GOT TO SEE 2SEOK AGAIN YAY whats kook up to i wonder

AHAHAHAHHA IT'S SO FUNNY TO SEE THE EMOTIONAL rollercoaster you went on with this chapter 😭😂😂 you went from wanting Jimin to fearing him to wanting Hobi to fearing him to tolerating Tae BAHAHHAHAH this is exactly the kind of reading experience I want you guys to have HFAHDHFHA

ALSO THE MEMES ARE TOPTIER PLEASE KEEP THEM COMING BAHAHHAHAH

[wondercourse]

Hi. Excuse an anecdote, I just started thinking about something related to my fucking rollercoaster of an experience re: being Wonder. This isn't going to really have a point more than just being me sharing my experiences and thoughts.

Something weird that I'm realizing is that…I think the people I used to spend time with (online, in syscourse spaces) in high school would genuinely hate to see me not only openly questioning the nature of the plurality of a part of my system, but doing so in a way that's not fearful of it possibly not being traumagenic.

I definitely was, at first, because I am always learning. Even going into this account having been pro-"stop dehumanizing people into their stances", I was still learning. I am still learning. I still have a lot to learn. I was a hardcore anti-endo, and in the spaces I was in, your worth was pretty much determined by if you were being a system "right". Even after leaving these spaces, I carried these ideas with me subconsciously.

I kept thinking about how it'd affect how people saw me and the legitimacy of my words. I made a post around when I first made this blog about how identifying this layer as quoigenic—a term that I still vibe with but choose not to use for reasons mentioned later—meant that people were labeling me in their heads, and I claimed that it didn't bother me.

It did. Not as much as it would've when I was in high school (god, I should NOT have been involved in syscourse back then, still being in an actively traumatizing situation was not doing me any favors), but it did.

This isn't to say that I've completely solved the problem. I spent six years in echo chambers, being told that the experience I'm having right now made people inherent enemies to those with CDDs. There are even people who, alarmingly, think that traumagenic systems who are pro-endo (or lean that way) are just claiming such so they can get in with the antis and change their opinions—which, by the way, is a take I saw TODAY. Changing one's stance is already scary enough as is. Finding out that you could also, in part, be the antithesis of something you believed for half a decade? That these parts of you could be tge "enemy" of your own disorder, in that outdated view? Yikes!

However, the discovery of Wonder, the reaction of my treatment team to Wonder, and learning more about the infinite nuance of plurality as it relates to CDDs through this has made me realize that it doesn't matter what people think of me or my situation. Because…it's mine. And it is what it is.

I'm slowly but surely gaining confidence in the worth of my words within syscourse and sysconversation. In the background, there's a little bit of trying to figure out what's going on with us as Wonder, but it's in less of a "HOLY SHIT WHAT IF THIS ISN'T TRAUMAGENIC?!" way and more of a "Well, we're here, and we're gonna be here. So we'll treat ourselves like we're here" way that my therapist has also adopted (I do have a DID diagnosis and I'm in treatment for it). Which has led to me discovering so much nuance to my experience that where I wanted to label it before, I feel like now it might not be able to be labeled at all. And I don't really want to. I'm me! We're me! We're Wonder! And that's pretty cool on its own.

Like I said, this ramble, like…doesn't really have a point. Maybe just to put my experience out there. I guess the three main takeaways are this:

People can and do change, but a part of that is not being bombarded with information and being given the space to form their own opinion and then find people to discuss it with.

Your form of plurality and/or syscourse stance do not define your worth.

Take syscovery of any kind at your own pace. Especially if it's new to you. You don't have to rush to the answers (in fact I've found that both in and outside of the CDD context they come easier if you don't brute force them).

You're you (or perhaps even y'all)! That's pretty cool. I hope you're having a nice day.

Yeah! Rambles over, I'm gonna go make dinner. :3

[hpdfag]

hihi!! i’ve been through a rollercoaster lately, this morning writing the note and now i’m actually incredibly happy. (don’t worry, i would never die/get hurt like that! it’s more of a symbolic bpd thing to me.) so i haven’t been able to check in as well…you seem to be doing a bit well? maybe it’s not accurate, so correct me if i’m wrong, but the last time i checked in your account you seemed to be experiencing psychosis pretty badly (i beg you get back on your meds oh my goood) but today i didn’t see that! i hope it’s a good sign. get your meds tho loll

how have you been, really?? i’m still shocked by the mcdonald’s shifts. they’re traumatising seriously…i might never work there! although i probably should earn some money and stuff. just, how’s it been?? i missed you :)

- 🧶

HIHI !!! i hope you're doing well, i get that for sure and im glad you're feeling so much better :] and im doing good!!! i was having a really terrible time while i was off my meds bbut in my defense it wasnt my fault !! /silly

my psychiatrist didnt refill my mirtazapine before i ran out, the pharmacy needed her to approve more refills, and she didnt until after the weekend since she was off, so i ended up off of them for like. almost a full week </3 i had to take time off work and everything, i was having terrible physical withdrawals and mentally i was so paranoid i knew i wouldnt be able to hold myself together for a full 7 hour shift LOLOL

and honestly theyre not too bad! you get used to them surprisingly quickly, and ive been up at the front counter recently which is much chiller than the drivethru LMAO i get an order coming through maybe once every 10-15 minutes .. most of the downtime is spent either staring into space, sweeping the lobby, or wiping down tables, all of which r tasks im very confident in my ability to do without fucking up /silly

plus im much more willing to work 7-8 hour shifts when they give me free food on my breaks and pay me 16 dollars an hour (which is minimum wage here but still. so much fuckinm money (im jealous of california tho because their minimum wage for fast food workers is 20 whole dollars. wild!))

generally (excluding the time off my meds) ive been doing really surprisingly well! most of my free time has been spent doing schoolwork (i got rotary student of the month even!) or doing convention prep for kumoricon, though ive had some time for stardew valley and regretevator in there somewhere LOLOL its been good!!

[soldiersam]

The Tragic Accountant

It was a seemingly normal Slornday morning just like any other, and it was a few minutes before service was to start at the Glornch. Attendees were filing into the sanctuary and finding their seats in the pews.

Thomas was usually the last of the acolytes to arrive, and always chose to sit near the back. That morning, he was filled with more dread than usual. The past few weeks for him had been a rollercoaster of emotions, between gaining a new friend with Clay, a new hope in Gropism, a renewed fear of Glornism, and a possible enemy with Theodore, of all people. One thing was for sure, and it was that he'd rather be anywhere else but there. And yet, there he was.

Thomas’ dread was further compounded when he saw the fellow acolyte and wretched bully Sam sitting next to his usual seat. Thomas worriedly looked around for any other open spot, which was now trickier since the spectacle of Bishop Percival’s horrifying win against Commander Peepers drew more attention to Slornday services. Thomas spotted an empty seat next to some random watchdog, but before he could sit down, he felt the hood of his robe get tugged back.

“Hey c’mon Thomas pal, sit next to me!” Of course it was Sam.  

Thomas shuddered but put on a nervous smile. “O-okay!” He complied and sat down with Sam to prevent being tugged around more. 

“Uhm, why aren’t you sitting next to Amy? L-like usual?,” Thomas asked as he pointed toward the front.

Sam shrugged. "She’s mad at me. So I figured I’d sit next to my second bff, Thomas.”

“Second bff?,” Thomas repeated curiously. “Heh, but, y-you’re always saying how much you hate me, always making fun of me for being a friendless loser, always explaining in graphic detail all the ways you could kill me and—”

He was cut off when Sam put one arm around Thomas’ shoulders and pulled him close to give the top of his head a noogie.

“Are ya stupid? How long have you been a Glornist and still don’t know that’s just the way we speak ‘round here? ‘I hate you’ practically means ‘I love you!’ I give ya a tough time to harden you up! It’s what we’re supposed to do.” 

Thomas squirmed out of Sam’s grip and readjusted his red hood. “O-oh, well, it’s just-”

He was again interrupted when Sam slapped a hand to Thomas’ mouth. “Shh! It’s starting!”

🗲

The Most Reverend Bishop Percival ascended the pulpit and tapped the microphone on the podium within. He seemed a bit stern and lacked his usual playful energy. He’d been this way since losing his mitre.

“Salutations everyone, it’s my displeasure to welcome you all here this wretched Slornday morning into our mighty Church of Glorn. Today we’ll be holding our usual worshiper confessions, followed by my sermon titled “How You Can Harness Glorn’s Righteous Cruelty.” Following that is the historical discourse delivered by Reverend Mike titled,” Percy sighed as if he was bored from the mere title, “The Rise of the Intergalactic Mazka Empire Under Glornism and its Fall Under Gropism.”

“We will now begin with our commencement bows and claps. For you new faces among us, feel free to join in or simply observe.”

The Bishop led the congregation through the customary bowing and clapping, then wrapped up commencement with a prayer. Once he said ‘amen’ he sprang his head up and clasped his hands together.

“Alrighty, let’s begin our worshiper confessions, shall we? Any volunteers to start us off?”

Almost every Slornday, Sam was the first to shoot her hand up and go. But this morning, she stayed quiet and put. Thomas definitely noticed this unfamiliar behavior. Did Sam not do anything too evil this week and was reluctant to go? That didn’t seem like Sam… 

So Thomas sat wondering what could be going on as each appointed member of the congregation took turns proudly confessing their sins. Bishop Percival even let a few non-initiated congregants who had been regularly visiting give it a go. While the non-initiated were technically allowed to partake in confession, they weren’t required to like the initiated were. Percival usually ignored them as he thought they were often boring. 

Finally, the Bishop recognized the morning’s confession session was winding down, but he felt like he was forgetting some members. “Now who hasn’t gone yet?”

He squinted and scanned the audience before spotting his answer, sitting together. Ah, right, Thomas and Sam. Well the Bishop knew he’d pick Sam to confess over Thomas any day, so he excitedly pointed at him.

“Ah, Slimy Sam! Where’ve you been all morning? Get on up here and indulge your slimy sins to Glorn and us!”

Sam slowly rose from the pew and gave a bow. He spoke with eloquence unbecoming of him. “Respected Bishop, I must forewarn that my confession this morning is going to be quite unconventional. You see, instead of confessing my own sins, I wish to tell you about a grievous misdeed a fellow acolyte committed on his behalf.”

“Huh? What’re you talking about?,” Percy replied. 

“I wish to report the crimes of Thomas.”

Thomas’ eye widened with alarm. “O-on my behalf? But I’m right here! A-and I haven’t really done anything outside of my usual stuff…”

Sam looked at him. She bent down and retrieved a small business suitcase from under the pew. She then grabbed Thomas’ arm and pulled him to stand up.

“Whatever. May we come up to the pulpit, Bishop Percival?”

Percy figured it’d be fine to hit two birds with one stone to finally wrap up the confessions. “I’m annoyed, confused, and a little intrigued. Sure, get on up here you two,” he granted.

Thomas stumbled behind the confidant acolyte as they dragged him down the aisle. “S-Sam, what’re you doing? I really don’t have anything interesting, you can take your own turn..,” he whispered as he futilely tried to tug his arm out of Sam’s grip.

Sam didn’t reply to Thomas, but just smiled and continued forward. Thomas tried to run through positive scenarios in his head to give this situation yet another pathetic, flimsy benefit of a doubt. Maybe it was just another prank that was hopefully harmless in the end. Or maybe… What if Sam was trying to glamorize Thomas’ sins to help up his approval with Bishop Percival? If that was the case, maybe Sam… Did consider him a friend?

But upon catching a glimpse of Theodore on his way up to the pulpit, all wishful thoughts immediately flushed from Thomas’ head as he remembered their encounter at lunch a few days ago. 

Thomas was too nice. Too weak. Too naive. And the most likely to be sacrificed. Who was he kidding? Sam wasn’t dragging Thomas up there to help him, nor were they his friend. He knew full well he was being brought before the congregation to be exposed as a miserable Gropist. Just one slip up in front of Theodore really had led to this so quickly, huh?

It was hard to focus on thinking about ways to escape this situation when Thomas was so panicked. And before he knew it, he was up in the pulpit, Sam on his right still holding his arm in a vice grip, Bishop Percival on his left, and the entire congregation staring at him. 

Sam set the suitcase on the lectern and tapped the microphone. 

“Wicked freaks of the congregation, Thomas here has been holding out on us. He has been deceitful. The unfortunate thing is, however, his crime has not been Glorn-honoring. In fact it’s us who’ve been deceived!”

A smile creeped across the Bishop’s face as he tilted his head. “Oh? How so?”

Thomas was shaking and sweating. The entire time Sam was talking, he was praying to Grop. Silently, of course, as Theodore suggested. But… It just didn’t feel right. Being silent felt hopeless. Thomas then remembered something he read from the Gospel of Grop (or the Grospel, if you will.) It was an account of a disciple who, when surrounded and persecuted by adversaries, loudly proclaimed their faith in Grop. In turn, Grop granted them a miracle and allowed the disciple to escape safe and sound. It gave Thomas a sliver of hope. It was his last resort.

So when Percival asked ‘how so,’ before Sam could sling her accusation that she’d been looking forward to for weeks, Thomas shouted at the top of his lungs,

“Grop, allow me to survive these demons unscathed and you will gain a devout disciple!”

He then immediately sucker punched Sam in the face. While Thomas was by no means a strong watchdog, the surprise of it all made Sam let go while they recoiled. Freed, Thomas clambered on top of the lectern, over the railing to jump down from the pulpit, and made a beeline for the door. The audience, and surprisingly Bishop Percival, did nothing as they watched the heretic flee in shock. 

And Thomas actually made it out of the Glornch! Uncontested! It was a miracle! But it wasn’t over just yet. He still had to flee far, far away from the Skullship.

“Thank you, Grop! Thank you!,” he shouted as he continued running for the ship’s hangar.

🗲

Back in the Glornch, while the audience was abuzz about what just happened, Bishop Percival looked to Reverend Miriam sitting at the organ. She felt his gaze and looked back at him. He silently gestured his head toward the door. The priestess knew what that meant; she had a target to hunt down. She quietly got up and slipped through the main vestry door to take a back way out of the Glornch. 

The Bishop then turned to Sam. “Ya alright there?”

Sam finished rubbing his eye. “Pff, yeah. Like being punched by a butterfly or something.”

He then angrily gripped his fists onto the lectern, losing his previous eloquence. “Damn it! I was so excited to grill and expose that dumbass myself!” He gestured at the suitcase. “I even got like, criminalizing evidence on his laptop I stole. And Deacon Cyrus helped me get audio of him shit-talking the Glornch! All of that just for him to admit it himself and run away…”

Percival gave a reassuring smile. “Haha, ah, well rest assured Big Top Thomas will be held accountable for his heresy. We will not let Glorn be insulted like this!” He then placed a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “Regardless, thank you for bringing it to our attention, Slimy. And I would still like to hear that audio. Later, though. This situation is the perfect segue into my sermon!”

The Bishop nudged Sam’s shoulder toward the pulpit stairs. They dejectedly sighed and grabbed the suitcase before slinking back to their seat. 

“Well! What an interesting start to our morning, huh folks? The rest of today’s mass will explain precisely why fools like Thomas who try to defy Glorn bring nothing but shame and suffering to themselves.”

The Bishop placed a Glorble on the lectern and opened it up to commence his lecture. And Slornday mass continued on. 

🗲

Just as service wrapped up and attendees were filing out of the Glornch, Reverend Miriam returned to it. She entered through the secret back way which she had left from, out of sight from the leaving crowds. In her arms was an unconscious Thomas. 

When Thomas had gotten to the hangar, workers and guards barred him from taking any hovercycles or saucers since he didn’t have the proper clearance or authorization to do so. And unfortunately, “I’m wanted dead by the Glornitsts!” wasn’t valid enough.

Miriam had tracked Thomas to the hanger with her scrying. When she made it there herself, she found him patiently filling out a saucer request form in a quiet corner. Needless to say, it wasn’t a hard feat to knock him out by surprise and take him back. 

The priestess made her way into the depths of the Glornch, winding her way through dark twisting halls and stairwells to arrive at their very own secret dungeon. She gently laid Thomas on the floor of a cell and cuffed his hands. She stood over him and gave a small prayer to Mother’s Eye, asking her to forgive not Thomas, but Miriam herself, for aiding in the likely-death of yet another watchdog. 

“...But I’m sure you understand by now that it’s necessary,” the priestess concluded her prayer with. After that, she stepped out of the cell, closed and locked the metal bar door, and took one last look at the unconscious Thomas.

“...Dumbass,” Miriam muttered as she turned and made her way to Bishop Percival’s office to let him know their prey was caught.

[callmewrinkles3]

I know these are so many questions, hope you don’t mind. I love Emmy 🩷

7,11,17,37,44,49,52,56,59,65

7 How would they react to a theme park? Do they like rollercoasters? The games? The food? The other rides? She LOVES them. So so much. No so much rollercoasters or fast rides, maybe the smallest one and while Dan is holding her hand. But she loves all the rest. Her times at Disney with Dan and his family or even with Charlie, Dan and Blake are some of her happiest days.

11 Do they play any sports? If so, which ones? How do they feel about sports in general? Do they like to watch any? She’s the least sporty human being ever. She likes football, she’s a Liverpool fan, but then that’s it. She got stuck into F1 because of her boys but she had no idea about it before she met Blake.

17 How do they feel about Halloween and how do they celebrate it? She always thought it was fun, especially the decorations, but she never really celebrated it until Dan. Its really fun to do customs and stuff with him around, so she ended up loving it. It just got even better when they had kids.

37 How do they feel about the rain? What do they do when it’s raining? She loves the rain. There’s something about the smell when it rains that gives her peace. The sound also makes her sleep better. The one time she hates rain is when Dan has to race in the rain. If she normally gets nervous in dry races it’s just way worse in rainy ones. Also rainy days at home with Dan are everything to her. Its cuddles under a blanket while watching a movie or just having some slow sex or talking. She loves the sun, but the rain is one of the thing she misses the most while living in Perth.

44 What’s their favorite possession of theirs and why? Its the first pair of Vans Dan got her. They were just seeing each other, Em randomly mentioned she needed to go buy new shoes because hers were falling apart. Before she could go to Primark Dan showed up with a brand new pair of purple Vans that Em’s bank account couldn’t really afford. For Dan it was really no big deal, but for her it meant everything. After that its the Captain Croc plushie Dan got her. Then her collection of helmets.

49 How clingy are they? What do they act like? When she’s in public she’s the most normal human being, but give her an empty room with Dan for two seconds and she’s the clingiest human being ever existed. Hanging from his neck is probably one of her favourite things in the world, right after having his arms all around her.

52 On an average day, what can be found in their pockets? Girl pockets are Too Small so its just her phone. But she has everything in her bag, there’s always her wallet, her laptop, earplugs, her Beats, some stuff to fix her makeup if needed, snacks for Dan, some of her pills, London the bear, and her paddock pass and her passport.

56 What are some pet names they would use for their significant other? How do they feel about pet names in general? She went from no pet names to so many its irrational and she loves it. It makes her happy. And her go to names with Dan are Baby and Love.

59 How do they feel about cuddling/snuggling? She’s the cuddles queen. She loves it. She would never say no to a five minutes snuggle with her boy. It brings her happiness and makes her feel safe.

65 What are their thoughts/relationship with death? She’s terrified. The only deaths she really had to face was a family members when she was too young to really remember. But then she has to somehow face it every weekend. The man she loves races F1 cars, she faces losing the love of her life literally half of the weekends every year, so it terrifies her. She tries to not think about it much, but its one of her biggest nightmares. More than once Dan has had to wake her up from her sleep because of her nightmares. With time the most scary part it’s something suddenly happening to her or her babies. Because if it does she won’t know, but what would happen to her family? She’s a protector and if she’s not around who will protect her babies if she can’t do it? Who’s gonna protect Dan? And if something happens to her family who is she gonna be able to keep going?

[cinamun]

Listen, Cin, these are for you 💐🌹🌻 because you be out here doing a thing. You hear me? Lol. It's the fact that I had to literally sleep on it before I came back and picked up where Hope & her vortex had me fucked up at... Lol.

*cracks knuckles* Let's unpack, shall we...

I will try my damnest to keep this short & sweet:

Indya wasn't wrong. I repeat, Indya wasn't wrong.

There I said it. Lol. But in all seriousness, could she have said "close your mouth" rather than "shut the fuck up," of course...But there was nothing wrong with what she said nor how she said it. (and that little grab Indya did was harmless). Hope didn't just run to lil Stacy's house (her friends name is escaping me right now, my bad Cin), she decided to hop on a train & just so happen to land in San My...scared shitless because she had no idea where she was. Let's not forget that. That's not a calm & gentle conversation to have. Indya is not one of Hope's little friends, she's her mother. And regardless of how embarrassed She may be of her parents "toxicity," she will not disrespect her in her 4.9gb house.

There's so much more that I could say but I will just leave with this:

One thing Darren & Indya have always done is showed up for their children. They love the shit outta them kids & each other. That in itself is growth. Look at where they came from, hell. They show up and show out for their kids...aht aht! let's not breeze past "The Spring Fling" chapter so quickly...or the talk Indya had with Hope about sex...or the one when she was advising hope to explore more things she likes rather than boys. Or hell, even the talk Darren had with Elliot (at the Spring Fling).

I believe we tend to forget sometimes that healing is literally a process, that growth isn't overnight, and it's a rollercoaster to say the least. A couple therapy sessions with the good Doc isn't going to "make everything go away." But these two are putting in the work, daily. And it most definitely shows. Hell, right before Hope ran away after the Bad Boys II scene Indya literally had an aha moment about them not continuing to do things as they've always done them (when it comes to Hope & boys). Now I won't say how I feel about the Bad Boy II-esque scene because we'll really be here all day. But I will say, Jayce ass do look 30. A healthy ass beard...that fully connects...at 18. Nah champ! You're not fooling me.🤣 (as a matter of fact, Hope lemme take home boy off your hands you need to be in them books anyway) Lol.

With all that being said, I don't believe this is going to damage Hope & Indya's relationship. Because in the midst of Indya going off on her she was reassuring her. Indya literally told her something along the lines of how she could never be a failure to them. She also took accountability for the decisions Hope makes by saying something along the lines of "It makes us a failure when our daughter chooses the streets."

The Drake's (as we all are) are a work in progress. Leaning to navigate this shit all while learning to rid themselves of the weight that was not theirs to carry in the first place.

My mind was running fifty-leven miles a minute, so I hope I made sense. 🤣

Thank you for telling stories that allow us all to have this type of discourse. This shit gets heavy at time but honestly that's the beauty of it. You take us on a wild ride, make us a-kee-kee, and cry all in the matter of minutes.

...so much for me keeping this short & sweet. Lol. Now gon' head and get you another serving of pie. You deserve! 🖤

CHAEEEEEEEEE!!!! Its the face journey I just went on...

and the way I had to get up and walk away at "Indya ain't one of Hope's little friends"...

THE SPRING FLING! THE LOCKER ROOM TALK! THE SEX TALK! THE FULLY CONNECTED BEARD!

CHAE!!! Why am I emotional? This is it, this the one. THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVE! I will happily take these flowers.

Such a thoughtful and insightful breakdown of current events AND the associated nuance.

[mushroomminded]

There's a part of me wondering how the surface is reacting to Peachy just flat out vanishing once more (it being much more noticeable this time because of her being on TV literally just before, seemingly A-OK but also bandaged up). I mean I can tell you the reps of my canon have likely been busy- taking progression of time into account Siltmat will be poking around chasing any lead she can (she can't lose another friend, she just can't deal with that again), Skint will be in constant contact w/ his buddies in the homeless network hoping for sightings- but as for the rest I wonder. And I wonder how things will be when the gang makes their return (or even if they do- Splatsville is after all technically enemy territory, and Django's right that they're *not* being bothered as they stay down in Alterna, so its not a huge leap for them to work towards making it a more permanent residence).

Bit of a rambly ask this one, but hey ho.

honestly i'd imagine theyre burnt out on bad news about her.. i'd say it's been 6 months to a year since she moved into town initially and its been a rollercoaster of finding her and losing her over and over again and when youre as young as inkling are, that's a long time.

i cant blame them. theyre tired. if she says shes ok, shes gotta be okay, because theyre too tired to hear otherwise. even if her and django both havent been seen in weeks...

[graciegoeskrazy]

Hey!!!!!

Ok first things first I love your stories normally I am not a fan of angst but the way you write your angst stories are amazing!!!! Literally had me crying lol 😂

I was wondering if you could write a Seirra Six/Court Gentry x daughter??? I have never read one before

Maybe something like she is around 5 - 6 and Lloyd kidnaps her as leverage (has her for maybe a week) and while he on the phone with Six, she starts crying because she wants her dad and Six hears her. Now that Court knows who has her he is able to rescue her. Then when he does rescue her they are both just happy to be together again.

Thank you and this is 100% your choice 💜

Leverage

Pairings: Court Gentry/Sierra Six x Daughter!reader

Content/Warnings: kidnapping, guns, some language, hospitals, not proofread, Lloyd Hanson lmao

WC: ~700

A/N: I told y’all id be back more. <3 THANK YOU to the awesome anon who requested this. I really hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your kind words. I hope it's okay that I ended up making y/n a liiiil bit older. no older than 12 is what I feel but idk y’all use your imagination. Enjoy!

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ELSEWHERE - THIS IS MY ONLY ACCOUNT

“It’s okay- It’s me, it’s me.” He turned you around to face him but still had his hand covering your mouth. “You’ree safe now, y/n.” The sight of his familiar blue eyes put you at ease. “Its alright. Im gonna remove my hand now but I need you to be quite, okay?” You nodded in response. Once he let go you let out the biggest breath trying to calm you down, but for some reason it did the exact opposite. He opened his arms for a hug, knowing you might crash any second. Without words or warning, you fell into his grasp, silently letting out gentle cries and whimpers into him, soaking his shirt with your tears. He pulled you away, “I’m gonna get you out of here but I need you to listen to every world I say, Okay?” You nodded in response between hiccups. He grabbed your hand and the both of you ran out of the room.

You ran through the vacant building with your dad. Everything felt like an unsteady rollercoaster. Flying through the estranged emptiness and running down flights of stairs as fast as your feet could carry you. You had a death grip on your dad’s hand, but even that wasn’t enough to keep you two together when Lloyd pulled you away.

One arm was placed around your neck and the other around your waist to try and restrain you from escaping. He walked backwards so he could still face your father. Whatever he was planning, Lloyd wanted Six to have a front row seat.

“What a reunion!”

“What do you want Lloyd?” He showed a sly grin. “You took everything from me. My job, my friends, my fucking finger.” He lifted his hand. “What do you think I could possibly want? I want you to repent, and suffer the way I did”

“Whatever you want from me doesn’t involve y/n. Let her go and we’ll talk.” Lloyd let out a fake laugh. “You’re a really funny man. Gosh what a funny joke- No I think I’ll kill her.” He said, Raising the gun to your temple. Cries and screams filled the air as you pleaded for release. “Lloyd, you don't wanna do this.”

“Oh I think I do.”

He cocked the gun. The scared and panic levels reached their all time high, as you feared for your life for what seems like the 100th time today. A shot went off. You were knocked to the ground. You were waiting for it to come, some jolt of instant pain or something, but you never felt anything. The last thing you remember was your dad holding you. His voice sounded muffled and you were still on the ground. That’s when everything went dark.

You woke up lying in a hospital bed. Wires and tubes layer horizontally across your whole body. Panic made way and settled in.A feeling that has shown itself frequently but no matter how much, it never gets easier. Your dad was by your side. His words sounded muffled again but they slowly made their way to formation. “Y/n. Can you here me sweetie? How do you feel? You alright?” A bright light shined in your eye. Another voice appeared. “She’s okay. I’ll give you two a minute.”

“Thanks, Doc.”

Once the door closed you started with your questioning while trying to sit up. “What the hell happened?”

“Woah, sweetie. Be careful. You were shot.”

Despite your fathers worry, you sat up and continued. “Is this purgatory or something?” That made your father laugh a little.

“No. We’re at the hospital. You were taken into emergency surgery. The bullet missed your brain, in fact it barely wen through your skull. Doctors say you’ll make a full recovery though. You’re safe now, y/n”

“Is…is he gone?” Your father sighed. “I took care of it.” He said, hesitantly. That statement alone could mean a plethora of different things, but you trusted your father. At the end of the day, all that mattered was that you were safe and healthy. Recovery would inevitably take a long while, but as long as your dad was with you, you had faith it would all be okay.

[thedisc0panda]

#artvsartist2022 I’ve been seeing it go around again! This was an “interesting” year but I’ll try to keep things relatively short, and potentially make a product one and a traditional illustration version for over @thedisc0panda my art account. But yes, this year has been interesting, to say the least- on the one hand, things have grown beyond what I ever imagined and there is still so much to come, I was able to make some investments in this little shop that I am so excited for, and connected with so many lovely people both in person and online. On the other hand, it’s been a rollercoaster, taking time off school, working on business things essentially full time, and getting diagnosed with a rare (and thankfully not life threatening) chronic form of cancer…certainly words I’d never thought I’d write in my early 20s. It’s been a long and confusing road but I’m learning to adjust, and give myself space to experiment artistically. Trying different styles, different mediums and different themes, and found myself creating things I never thought I would- like the scenes of Skyrim pins, a project I plan to continue. Next year I’m hoping to create more as my body adjusts to its “new normal” and try new things, more backgrounds and more experimental illustrations that will be documented on Patreon and my art account when I find the time to post. Here’s to hoping good things are on the horizon, and if you’re a new or old visitor- I thank you for all the support, thank you for being part of this crazy journey filled with bits of metal, stupid doodles, and an ever growing pile of stickers. #cuteart #cuteartwork #cuteartstyle #cuteartist #kawaiiart #kawaiiartist #kawaiiartwork #kawaiiartstyle #artistsofinstagram #skyrim #theelderscrolls #vilkas #telvanni #riften #dunmer #thewitcher #alchemy #catschool #dndart #artistsoninstagram #artofinstagram #artistoninstagram (at Boston, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmGNyrcMNAy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[starseedfxofficial]

The Descending Broadening Wedge and Capital Allocation: Trading Secrets, Humor, and Game-Changing Insights The Wedge: A Not-So-Typical Chart Pattern with Big Opportunities Imagine the descending broadening wedge as that awkward high school dance where everyone slowly moves away from each other. That's precisely what price action does in this pattern—lower lows and widening price swings. It's not an everyday sight, but when you do spot it, it's like catching that one kid pulling off an unexpected breakdance move in the corner—a hidden opportunity. This pattern can be intimidating if you're new to it. But today, I'm going to guide you through how it works and how to combine it with capital allocation to take advantage of its potential—think of it as learning the best dance moves to avoid stepping on other people's toes. And if you've ever bought a flashy trading system just to realize it won't fit your style—well, you might relate. Why Most Traders Get It Wrong (And How You Can Avoid It) Many traders see a descending broadening wedge and think it's nothing but a mess of price action, an unpredictable rollercoaster ride. But what if I told you there's a method to this madness? The wedge forms because market participants are still in disagreement—buyers are picking up bargains while sellers are getting nervous. Here’s the kicker: most traders get it wrong because they lack the patience to wait for a real breakout, and instead they jump in prematurely. Much like a sale at your favorite store, sometimes it’s better to wait until the very end for the real discounts. So, remember—don’t be that trader who buys a "bargain" that ends up on the clearance rack. Instead, let's make capital allocation your best friend. Smart capital allocation ensures that you have skin in the game, but you’re not betting the farm. Allocate smaller amounts when you’re feeling uncertain—like taking small bites from a dish you're not quite sure you love—and go big only when you know you’ve got a gourmet setup in your hands. Hidden Patterns that Drive the Market Have you noticed the shape of this wedge resembles a funnel that’s about to explode? Yeah, it’s literally a funnel where the market's indecision is accumulating—and like any good drama, there’s eventually an emotional crescendo that leads to a breakout. Now, it’s key to understand the breakout. The wedge doesn’t just "break out" when it feels like it’s time for a Friday night beer with friends. It breaks out when volume finally aligns and the market's dance partners are ready to move together again—usually to the upside. So, don’t get caught in the "false breakout dance," where it looks like the market's ready to move and… it doesn’t. Instead, wait for confirmation: think of it as waiting until you're certain you're getting a real standing ovation and not just a couple of awkward claps from the back. A Game-Changer: Strategic Capital Allocation in a Wedge Now let’s dive into the capital allocation part. How much to risk? When? - Start Small, Be Nimble – Like a beginner dance class, start small, especially if this is your first encounter with a wedge. Imagine putting in only 1% of your account on this trade at first—testing the waters is far better than throwing the entire account at a wedge and hoping for the best. - Wait for Breakout Confirmation – This is the moment the music changes, and it's time for a grande finale. Scale into the trade after confirmation—add another 1-2% of your account balance once you see significant volume backing up the move. At this point, you’re not just guessing—you’re reading the room. - Never All-In – There’s an old saying: Never bet more than you can afford to lose. No one gets up at a party and bets their self-esteem on doing the worm if they’re not certain they can pull it off. In the same way, never bet your entire account on a descending broadening wedge—even if it looks like the holy grail. The One Simple Trick That Can Change Your Trading Mindset Most traders treat capital allocation as an afterthought. But the secret—which the pros know all too well—is that it’s not about having the fanciest system, it's about managing what you have with the utmost care. Even if you had a golden goose that could lay profitable trades, you wouldn’t be reckless in how you handle it. It’s all about spreading risk and having enough "bullets in the chamber" to trade another day. Capital allocation should be like a belt with enough notches—tight enough to feel secure, but with flexibility so that you don’t panic every time you lose a little weight (i.e., have a losing trade). Why Traders Get Stuck in the Wrong Mindset (And How to Escape) Have you ever tried dancing with someone who’s out of sync with the music? Awkward, right? That’s what poor capital allocation feels like—out of sync with your trades. It’s either too much money invested when you’re not sure, or not enough when the opportunity is ripe. The key is timing, planning, and executing accordingly. Instead of putting in all your chips in one go, practice building your positions in stages. Remember, the best traders often split their positions—some may go in early, others on the breakout confirmation, and maybe even more if there’s momentum. This way, you’re not betting on one dance move to save your night out—you’re building a routine. Embrace the Humor: Trading Isn’t Always a Grand Performance Trading a descending broadening wedge isn't always glamorous. Sometimes it’s like signing up for a class thinking you’d learn a cool new dance move, but ending up doing stretches for an hour instead. But here’s where we grow. Capital allocation, like a good sense of humor, isn’t about winning every time. It’s about having enough "capital jokes" up your sleeve so you can still be there when the real moves happen. Wrap Up: Apply the Wedge, Master Your Dance To wrap things up—and not like a boring end-of-meeting wrap up—but truly, think about the wedge as a tool to capture those brewing market opportunities. And think about capital allocation as your ticket to staying in the game, your dance move repertoire that helps you recover if you trip up. Trading successfully is about flexibility, recognizing patterns like the descending broadening wedge, and allocating capital in a way that keeps you around long enough to enjoy the whole performance. Now, you’re ready to dance your way through the charts—and maybe, just maybe, turn this wedge into a headlining act in your trading career. —————– Image Credits: Cover image at the top is AI-generated Read the full article

[shailaunmanning]

From Diagnosis to the Stage: My Journey with Lung Cancer

Welcome back, my dear sunray’s! Today, I wanted to share a more personal update with you about my journey over the past few months. Many of you have been following along on my GoFundMe account, Instagram, and Facebook pages, where I've shared the highs and lows of my battle with stage 4 lung cancer. Now, I'll give you a brief synopsis of where I've been and where I am today.

As you know, my journey with lung cancer has been challenging, to say the least. From the moment of diagnosis to navigating the ups and downs of treatment, it's been a rollercoaster ride. But through it all, your unwavering support has been my rock, and I'm endlessly grateful for each and every one of you.

Today, I'm thrilled to share that I've reached a significant milestone in my recovery journey. After months of treatment and countless doctor's appointments, I'm in a much better place both physically and mentally. While the road ahead may still have its twists and turns, I'm filled with hope and determination as I look towards the future.

Now, onto some exciting news! As many of you know, music has always been my passion, my refuge, and my joy. That's why with the warmers heart, I’d like to invite you to my upcoming show at the Jubilee Theatre in Fort Worth on April 11th at 7 PM.

This show holds a special place in my heart as it marks my first major public event since my diagnosis. I've poured my heart and soul into curating every aspect of the evening—from the music selection to the stage setup—and I can't wait to share it with all of you. Expect an unforgettable night filled with throwback R&B tracks, some of my own original music, and maybe even a surprise or two!

Before I go, I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to each and every one of you. Your unwavering support and encouragement have been the driving force behind my resilience, and I couldn't have made it this far without you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

If you're able to join me at the show, I would be overjoyed seeing you there. Tickets are available now, so be sure to secure yours before they're gone! And as always, thank you for being a part of this journey with me.

Shailaun

[lotionformen]

Regimen Test | My Experience | 2023-24

Unlocking Radiant Skin with the Revolutionary Regimen Test: My Journey to Healthy, Glowing Skin

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[heartsleevemag]

Friday Five

by Vi McDonald

It's time for another installment of Heartsleeve's Friday Five playlist update! This week, we're really in our feelings. From queer covers of iconic songs to lamenting the horrors of coming-of-age, here are five new (or new-to-us) tracks that get our blood pumping.

1. "Teenage Dirtbag" – Tiiva

Wheatus' original "Teenage Dirtbag," released in 2000, chronicles feeling unseen by someone while you admire them from afar. And that feeling of pining, and of being misunderstood, is something artist and producer Tiiva wanted to infuse into the very soul of this track. They call the original "an anthem, celebrating how to just be yourself and enjoy it," but they put a dreamy spin on their version. "I wanted to cover something that I could sing about and be like, yeah that’s me, that’s how I feel. The lyrics feel hyper real, my first crush on a girl, feeling invisible in my queerness and wanting to be accepted, to be cool," they say of the track. And using playful, excited synths, grunge drum samples, and a layered, harmonic vocal, they offer their take on a classic that everyone can sing along to, but might be a little cathartic too.

2. "try again" – Cam Kahin

Photo by Fabiana Moreira

From the moment I heard Cam Kahin's "try again," I knew he was going to be one of my favorite artists of 2023. From his forthcoming debut ep, WHEN IT'S ALL OVER, we described this track as an "anthemic rollercoaster." Read more about it here.

3. "Smalltown Boy" – Orville Peck

For the first Orville Peck song I've ever heard, I have to say, this was a great choice. Bronski Beat's 1984 hit, "Smalltown Boy," grew to become one of the most classic gay anthems of the 80s, describing the deep loneliness of a boy who feels so misunderstood and ignored in his environment that he wishes he could just run away. Orville Peck's country-crooned version, recorded for his Spotify Singles in 2020, abandons the poppy synths for a guitar-and-vocal driven sound. Orville doesn't shy away from layered harmonies and adlibs, giving a new depth and desperation to the track, while still being danceable and very, very addictive.

4. "Parcel" – Grace Gardner

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Grace Gardner describes herself as a "folk pop singer/songwriter," but Parcel seems to be a departure from her normal sound. Starting with a muted, almost despondent tonality before expanding into a deeply personal account of wanting someone who can't be fully there, the track feels bitter, yet still reflective, aware of how complicated romance can be. "This song was the tied bow on the closure box," Gardner wrote on an Instagram post sharing more details about the song. "I hope it's giving you some catharsis." It's part of a larger narrative on Gardner's EP, Peach, releasing today. I can't wait to get the rest of the story.

5. "LSE to LAX" – Carlie Hanson

A songwriter deeply in touch with her feelings, Carlie Hanson first caught my ear in 2019 with her single, "Back In My Arms." It was unapologetic in its yearning and its queerness, and as I delved into her discography I realized this was something Carlie does well, consistently. Her 2022 debut, Tough Boy, was described by Ones To Watch as "an album built around self-discovery in real-time." And, as she embarks on her first North American headline tour and prepares for the release of her second album, Wisconsin, just a week from now, Carlie is taking accountability. In her new release, “LSE to LAX,” she discusses how her character shapes her, and tries to apologize for the mistakes she makes in her relationship. With lines like, “Cant bring my walls down, built a fortress, that’s a sad life / I promise everything then take it back the same night,” she’s letting listeners in, trying to help her loved one understand her fear and insecurity. Wisconsin is Hanson’s home state, so I’m expecting similar themes of honesty throughout the album, and I’m excited to hear what else is in store.

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[saintobio]

I’m not so great at stringing words together but I just want to say thank you SO MUCH for putting out SN and part of SY for people to read !! I’m a slow reader so I’m not fully finished SY just yet but I can’t wait to reach and finish chapter 7 of SY ✨💫 it was a fun (and heart wrenching) emotional rollercoaster when reading the things that Y/N had to go through. I found your account mainly because of SN and I can’t wait to read what else you have on here once I’m done 💛💛 I wish you and the few lucky people who can read the rest of SY a bunch of fun seeing the story of Y/N continue !!

Anonymous said

hey I hope you know that I’m so proud of you for being able to deal with those people for so long! ur writing for the series was amazing probs one of the most amazing series I’ve read! you deserve to have both sides of ur pillows cold, always get ur order at restaurants right, ur charger always gets plugged in at one time! maybe one day in another multiverse u didn’t have to deal with all the stress

Anonymous said

Hi Saint, first of all, I just want to say thank you for the SN and SY series. Its my favorite and I’m sad these people were the cause of it being discontinued :( I don’t have a tumblr account so sadly I am not a moot, I discovered your amazing series just last week, but thank you so much for all your time and effort! I hope you’re taking care of yourself well. Thank you again. Perhaps one day, if you don’t mind, you will share the rest of the end. If not, we completely understand. Thank you ♥️

Anonymous said

Hello Saint! Just wanted to say thank you for giving sn/sy it was an amazing journey, I respect you so much because you are such a great writer and I honestly think you could be a newyork times bestselling author. I respect your decision to discontinue sy and wishing you best for the future and I hope everything gets less stressful in your life.

Anyways I'll always be excited whenever I get a notification from you (●´ω｀●)

Love you saint <3

Anonymous said

hi saint, I've been a fan of your sn/sy series for quite a while now and i absolutely loved what you had done with the plotline and characterization. despite the (numerous) tears the series has caused me, i think I'll forever keep this series in my heart <3

I'm sad to see this discontinued however I understand that's it's important for you to prioritise your mental health and write what you want to write. I look forward to your future fics!

Anonymous said

i’m so sorry the unnecessary pressure you had to deal with came to discontinuing sy. seeing how so many people acted in your ask box was so baffling. the way readers treating this story as if this was their own and not yours, and the blatant lack of reading skills was genuinely insane. it really goes to show how entitled people think they are to dictating someone else’s story. i hope this doesn’t discourage you from writing all together. you truly do have an incredibly beautiful way of writing tear jerking stuff.

and i really do mean this as advice to readers, but you are reading a story. you can’t demand constant self fulfillment from the author, you need to read it as a story. i understand emotions run high when reading something, and “grudges” against characters happen- that’s fine. you can hate a character for whatever reason, big or small. however, you can’t uncritically erase the value of a character and scold the author for the way they wrote a character in a manner you didn’t like. and considering the fact the author is someone who’s been under a lot of stress but still publishing their writing, you guys are acting incredibly selfish. stop treating stories as if they’re yours, but as someone else’s story.

once again, i’m so sorry you had to deal with all of this. it’s an unwanted consequence of readers thinking they’re entitled to a story. i cant wait for any of your future works, and look forward and fully support the future of your writing and you.

Anonymous said

although i’m very sad you’re discontinuing sy, i’m glad you’re putting yourself first. you’re an incredible writer, and sn & sy are absolutely the best fanfiction i’ve ever read. you’ve made such complex characters with a twisting yet anticipating story. i’ve never cried so much to a story like yours (in the best possible way) and been this excited over a story. i’ve been here reading since chapter 5 (??? i think) of sn and i’m glad i was able to follow you on this journey. i really hope some day we’re able to know how it ends, but in the meantime i hope you’re doing well :) wishing u nothing but the best <3

@kianaisthename said

Saint :)

Just wanted to get emotional and tell you how amazing you are and I hope you get enough rest and clear you head from those stupid hates

Though I really wish supportive messages were more effective and motivating for you to continue the story even under the pressure of work and real life stuff but I do understand that negative words always carry more weight than positive ones and I completely understand your decision =)

Just wanted to tell you I’ve been reading your story since chapter 3 of sn and it might be interesting to know I’m from Iran ( idk if you’ve heard of the country or not ) and your 5 pm here is actually 3/4 am and I would actually put my alarm clock the times you used to tell us the exact hour.

Anyway sn and sy will always be a part of my heart and I do hope and wish to be able to read the rest of it someday.

Thanks for everything and take good care of yourself 💚

Also sorry for my bad English 😂

@kiku28 said

Hello Saint

I hope you are doing well. I know a lot has been happening to you these past couple of months. I can only imagine how hard it’s been on you, emotionally, physically, and mentally. Please do what you have to do for yourself. Take care of yourself first. Take a break, hang out with friends and family, go and live you life. Your writing has really made my day, especially the really difficult ones. So I also want to say thank you for all you do. Please take care of yourself and be well. Go have fun. You don’t have to post this, it is really just for you to know I am cheering you on.

Anonymous said

I'm crying a lot, almost every day I come here to wait for a new chapter of this story, it's been years since I liked a story so much and unfortunately Brazilian gojo stories are boring, I loved this one and I want to cry knowing that I won't be anxious to see it anymore one more chapter. It bothers me a lot knowing that this story was canceled by people who don't know how to separate fiction from reality and appealed to cursing, they didn't understand anything about the story, the development and the side of the characters. Thanks anyway, I will miss you so much. Sorry bad writing...

Anonymous said

idk why some people are so salty about gojo and utahime i feel like i was the only one who was kinda enjoying their relationship?? gojo had been sad for very long (and he kinda deserved it) but now ig it was his time to be a lil happy??? i was also enjoying y/n starting to be jealous and caring for gojo again BUTTTT some people just gotta spoil it all :/

stay strong saint i hope one day you are able to continue sy and fuck all of you because of who this story is being discontinued. some people need to keep their opinions to themselves fr.

@seijju said

Hi, I'd really like to thank you for writing such a masterpiece 🥺 The first work of yours that I've read was "Remember, Forever" and since that, you became my fave writer here in Tumblr. I'm fucking depressed right now because of SY being discontinued, I really wanna boil the heads of your haters and skin them alive. 🙂

Please rest and take your time to relax, you deserve all the best things in the world. Thank you for writing and introducing us to SN/SY, it's literally the best gojo x reader fic I've ever read in my entire life. Love u !! Sending hugs with consent 🥺

(I'm just gonna continue the story in my head... 😭😭😭😭😭)

Anonymous said

as much as i love sincerely yours, it's honestly a relief you're discontinuing it. you deserve to do it. people were starting to take things a little personal and i can't imagine the toll that would have taken. i hope this takes some weight off your shoulders ❤️

at least people can't complain this way anymore. they're free to interpret how the story goes as they wish 🤷‍♀️ if that still isn't enough for them then... lol. like you said, they don't have to suffer through bora bora part 2 again

also, i just wanted to give you a heads up that ohayo-poco is writing a haikyuu fic fairly similar to sincerely not. it's titled "be here". wanted to let you know in case anything was up!

@blkladyelle said

I know we don’t know each other very well and have talked briefly on discord but I’m so glad you’re doing this for you. Saint, you absolutely poured your heart and soul into this and to even think of all the hate and terrible assumptions you were getting unfathomable. I wish there was more I could do to help. And, I think I mentioned this in a comment, if you decide to come back to posting publicly I’ll be so happy to see it.

People who do this to you, or any writer are low lives and I truly hope you didn’t take their words to heart; which is easier said than done. I truly enjoyed how much passion you have when you speak about your stories and the characters that they felt so real! That’s such an amazing power you have! And at the end of the day, it’s fiction, these characters aren’t real despite how much we manifest, and everyone has different ideas and views of characters so if someone’s interpretation of a character isn’t to their liking they can leave it alone!

I truly hope you find some peace, not just on here but in your job as well since it does bring you some stress. You truly don’t deserve any of this and I hope whenever you read this it leaves you feeling good in some way 💜💜

@x-avantgarde-x said

Crying, punching the air, sobbing and throwing up rn.

The kind of things I’d to all those that have made you discontinue this series would put all that Gojo and his dad have done through SN and SY to shame.

I have already said this, but SN and SY will forever be one of my favorite fics on this site and one of those that I’ll hold closest to my heart. I’ve been here since the early days and it’s been one held of a ride getting to know this story and it’s characters and watch them evolve with time. You will forever be one of my most favorite writers here on tumblr, I’ll never get tired of telling you how much I admire you and the way you have to create such realistic stories with such a complex world and well developed and 3 dimensional characters. Your way to make everyone in this series feel like a real human being who I could easily meet on my daily life is one of the things that has made me connect so much with this story, and though I have cursed you over your ability to describe scenarios in a way that it seems like we are the ones living them (because you have made me share too many tears lol) is something that not many authors possess and you, Saint, you do.

Thank you for sharing this story with us. Thank you for letting us be a part of this amazing universe that you have created and for letting us know so many amazing characters and such a humble and wonderful author.

Though I’m sad we won’t get to know the ending to this marvelous fic, I know I will never be able to forget Sincerely not and Sincerely yours and all the emotions it has made me feel. You have a loyal supporter in me and I cannot wait to see what amazing story you bring us next.

Xoxoxo

Anonymous said

i know its hard for you to deal with all the useless hate from karens, but i hope one day you can complete sy. it was truly one of the best fics i've ever read. i hope you take the break you deserve, and until it all calms down focus on yourself < 3

however i will truly respect whatever decision you make even tho it breaks my heart a lil :,)

@evangelith said

People better leave you alone omfg, they really think they’ll do something going the other way and now pressing you to continue, I really wish they had the same energy back when they where rude to you, do they even care about what you really want? They just keep proving they don’t 😭

I’m happy you are prioritizing yourself Saint, and mad people don’t get the point, I wish you lots of love you deserve it 🥺🤍

Anonymous said

saint thank you for all the journey through sn and sy, you're really an amazing writer 😭 so sad that sy will be discontinued, but it's okayyyyy you're condition is the most important than the fic 🤧🤧 i love youu sainttt, OH and i was gonna say how i can read your oikawa racer fic, i really want to read it so bad 🤧 if you wouldn't mind, but it's okay if you want to keep it private 😃👍. TAKE CARE SAINTT i love youuu from heree <3 <3 <3

note: sorry for my bad english, it's not my first language^^

@nanamin-3 said

Hello saint,

I just wanted to say thank you for the amazing stories you have given us. I am so sad that SY had to be discontinued but I really cannot fathom how people are so upset about the characterization of a story’s character that is still not done and have the gall to dictate how the writer should create them.

You made time for us in your already busy and hectic life to write such a rich and amazing story for us and for that I’m so thankful! Your characters felt so real and intricate, and not only with y/n and gojou but also with other characters like Megumi and sera. I remember when I came across first SN, I couldn’t stop reading and loved it so so much and was so excited to see SY. I would look forward coming from work or after having a bad day and reading a chapter in this amazing story because it truly made me feel better reading such an amazing and thought out story.

Thank you so much for giving us such an amazing story, you’re the best! Love youu and take care of yourself! 🫶🏻💕

idek where to begin i’m sooo flooded with love n appreciation right now and i’m very grateful for every single one of u. i mean it with my whole chest 🥹 i’m sorry for the disappointment my decision has caused tho. i understand how it feels especially since sy was left on a cliffhanger gaaaah :< but also, i think it’s the best option i have for now. it warms my heart to know that some of u truly do understand where i’m coming from. thank you for all the support, the kind wishes, the genuine love, and for taking the time to send me a heartfelt message. i’m not leaving just yet so don’t worry guys hahahah <33

[lou-struck]

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Keigo Takami x Reader

-A long-awaited first date takes you to new heights...

WC:1,000+

this is a continuation of Strawberry Thief. If you haven’t yet, read it HERE

I was going to wait to post this but I couldn't help myself...

You nervously pace the sidewalk early in the afternoon, the weather is clear but the sky is dotted with a few streaks of white clouds, All around you people are chatting and going about their day. Their normalcy is comforting but it does nothing to ease your nerves. You haven’t been on a date in a few months but that’s hardly the cause of your current state. It’s the fact that you somehow managed to get asked on a date by the number two Pro Hero, Hawks.

It’s been two weeks since you caught him on your rooftop, his visits became nightly and it certainly wasn’t just because of your garden.

He would come and visit you after his patrols, sometimes even coming into your apartment for a cup of tea when the nights are exceptionally cold, you would stay up chatting with him till the wee hours of the morning. The other night he flipped the script on you, on his day off he asked you to come up to the rooftop so he could talk to you. Upon making your way up he is nervously walking between the planter boxes holding something behind his back shrouded by his beautiful red wings.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” you ask walking up to him “Isn’t it your day off?”

Just because it’s my day off doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to see you Baby Bird.” he says practically cooing as he goes to meet you taking note of your reaction to the nickname. He started saying it last week and you never fail to amuse him with the pinkness of your cheeks and your sudden inability to meet his avian gaze. He chuckles to himself before continuing, “I was wondering if you wanted to meet up somewhere other than the rooftop for a change.” he says pulling out a bouquet of roses out from behind his back and handing them to you.

Despite his confident words he seems nervous looking at you expectantly as you take the bouquet. You look at him and Smile telling him that you would love to.

He breaks out into a large grin before literally flying off before you change your mind making sure to message you the details for your date once he is a safe distance away.

And so here you are, hoping that you didn’t plug in the wrong address as you wait for your date. Something soft covers your eyes, peeling it off you see that it is a red feather. You smile and search for its owner to see him sitting in the outdoor seating area of the cafe, the large plants shielding him mostly from view.

“Hey Birdie!” you say as you go to sit down having a few of his feathers pull out the chair for you as he smiles.

“I’m glad you were able to find me, I tried to give us as much privacy as possible,” he says handing you a menu before a friendly-looking waiter comes over to place your orders.

Your food arrives quickly so the two of your begin to eat and sip overpriced drinks that Keigo insists he will pay for. You have no objection to this when thinking about how many snacks he has taken from your apartment when he is on the way to patrol.

The date by all accounts is going really well, the two of you are able to talk about yourselves on a more personal level than usual as he tells you about why he wanted to be a hero and you tell him of your goals in your career. Every once in a while he sends in a feather or two to lightly tickle your side as you struggle to maintain composure in the cafe.

After paying the bill, Keigo gets a little selfish trying to think of some way to make the date last longer. He was so relieved that you said yes that the cafe was the only thing he planned out. The two of you are walking down the street arm in arm as the idea comes to him.

“You know, I heard somewhere that the best kind of first date should be one where we ride roller coasters or something that gets your heart rate up.” He says suddenly.

“I don’t see any rollercoasters around here though.” you hum leaning your head against his shoulder

“I have something in mind. Do you trust me baby bird?” he says raising a brow at you mischievously.

“What were you thinking of doing?” you ask feeling slightly concerned for your safety.

“Well, you know how I have these Wings? I was thinking that maybe we could use them,” he explains puffing out his feathers to show you their full size.

“Is this safe Kei?” you ask curiously still feeling concerned about the very substantial likelihood of becoming a splatter on the ground.

“I promise that you’ll be safe with me,” he states confidently like the Pro Hero he is. “So, are you in?” he asks again giving you a toothy grin when you nod your head.

He then lifts you up bridal style more than prepared to carry you off into the sunset only to realize that there are too many people around. In order to avoid the crowds of civilians, he rushes over to a secluded alleyway to give you the lowdown.

“Here’s what you need to do for me pretty bird.” he coo’s still holding you. “I’m gonna need you to hold on tight to me, Do you think you can do that?”

“Kei, is this some kind of move?” you jokingly ask him before answering him.

“It depends, is it working?” he chuckles making sure that you are snug in his arms.

“I’d say so,” you say giving him a quick kiss on the cheek undoubtedly the first of many. His smile becomes wide and wobbly as a deep blush coats his cheeks.

“You stole that from me you know” he pouts “I wanted to take the first kiss,” he says before launching the two of you into the sky. Making sure to shield you from the wind chill as you squeal in delight as your stomach drops in just the right way, almost as if you are on a rollercoaster.