#i ran out of creative juices for a while haha

[the-emerald-halla]

Inan Lavellan 

Inan was born in another clan and transferred to clan Lavellan when her magical talents came to light. She has few memories of her parents, but considers clan Lavellan her family and felt born to her role as First.

The events at the Conclave changed all that. She didn’t want to become Inquisitor, but she did want the chaos to stop. She accepted the role because she felt she had no other choice. Someone had to lead, and circumstance put her at the center.

She does find happiness in the Inquisition. She forms new friendships and is fiercely loyal to them. She enjoys traveling and finds fulfillment in helping the people they meet. Leadership suits her more than she thought it would. But she always thought one day she’d return to her clan.

The more that’s uncovered about the elves and the Creators, the more she questions everything she thought she knew. Even after disbanding the Inquisition, she isn’t sure she can go home. She’s left questioning her own identity.

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[roguerambles]

Golden Threads Part II

Blood of Zeus - Hermes x Female Reader x Apollo

Warnings - Adult Situations

Image from Google.

Sort of a sequel to Golden Threads. I’m not too sure about how it turned out, but I’ve been wanting to write something to try and get the creative juices flowing and I’ve been on another one of my “greek gods” kicks so naturally Blood of Zeus came up in my mind haha. 

@icy-spicy​ Apologies but no refunds 😇

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It all happened very quickly.

You had bumped into Hermes delivering a message to Aphrodite’s chamber, but the Goddess of Love was nowhere to be seen. You’d been attempting to figure out where she could be when it happened.

“Ah, I was not expecting you two!”

Apollo appeared at the doorway, his smile bright and jovial. He stepped into Aphrodite’s chamber, a hand raised in greeting, and a faint click vibrated across the room.

Hermes went still, eyes turning sharp. “Wait—”

The door swung shut behind Apollo, a sudden glimmer of gold searing across the walls in long, delicate threads.

Apollo blinked owlishly. A wave of confusion came over you, before realisation hit like a bucket of ice water. “Hermes-!”

The Trickster God grasped your elbow, tugging you forward as Apollo looked baffled. “Apollo, move—”

The golden threads surged outwards, closing in on the three of you. Apollo swung around, cursing as they collided with him, heaving him backwards into you and Hermes as you both futility tried to move around him.

“Apollo—oof—!” The air was briefly knocked from your lungs as the taller god collided with you, Hermes slamming into your back as the threads quickly converged around your struggling bodies. Your feet were yanked roughly off the ground as you were pulled upwards, your hands moving to grab Apollo instinctively as the threads suddenly went still, leaving all three of you a tangle of squirming limbs above Aphrodite’s bed.

It all happened within moments, leaving you stunned into silence as you hung helplessly in mid-air.

“…what in the underworld was that?” You wriggled around, trying to avoid jabbing Hermes or Apollo as you struggled to look around. “Is this—?”

“Hephaestus’ net?” Hermes nodded, sighing heavily as he tilted his head backwards. “I do not have time for this—”

“Neither do I. I just wanted to borrow a dress!”

“I was here for completely innocuous reasons also.” Apollo chimed in, and you immediately rolled your eyes, glancing over your shoulder at his sweetly smiling expression.

“Why did Hephaestus set this up? Again?” You braced yourself against Hermes’s chest, trying to find balance as the net slowly swung from side to side.

“Clearly Hephaestus meant to catch someone in Aphrodite’s bed.” Hermes looked at you expectantly.

You made a offended sound, wriggling around as you moved to poke Hermes in the chest, your elbow unexpectantly digging into Apollo’s chest as you did so, making the Sun God yelp. “Hermes, you wound me.”

Hermes raised an eyebrow at you, his lips forming a small smirk. At least he saw the humour in the situation. “Really?”

“…well, no, but it really is not me this time.”

“Well, it’s not me.”

“Don’t look at me.” Apollo squirmed behind you. “I was coming here to sleep with one of her handmaids.”

“Great.” You groaned while Hermes burst into laughter, the force of it causing the net to sway slightly in the air. “Perhaps we can call Hephaestus to leave you in here, and let me and Hermes free?”

“Ah, don’t be cross.” Apollo leaned over to rest his chin on your shoulder, his fiery eyes meeting yours with a playful gleam. “You are still my favourite.”

You snorted and dug your elbow gently into his chest, making him groan slightly. “I’ll be sure to tell Hyacinth you said so.”

Apollo grinned slightly, before leaning down, grazing his lips lightly across the skin of your shoulder. “There’s an idea.” He purred softly, eyes glinting wickedly. “I rather like the idea of being at you and he’s mercy…”

You snorted, even as a shiver ran down your spine at Apollo’s actions, your body pushing gently back into his embrace, the warmth of his skin as gentle and inviting as sunlight.

“You should join us tonight.” Apollo murmured in your ear, hands sliding over your sides and down your hips, leaving trails of heat in their wake. “Hyacinth would be pleased.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, heat coiling deep in your belly as Apollo’s mouth danced over your pulse point, skilful fingers stroking against your skin. “Apollo—”

“—I am still here, Apollo.” Hermes interrupted, his tone dry, but you opened your eyes to catch his expression, his gaze gliding slowly over you, eyes darkening as he drank you both in.

“Do not pretend, Hermes.” Apollo cooed, palms moving down your thighs, before gliding up and under your dress, stroking the flesh of your thighs as he pushed the fabric upwards. “Take off her dress.”

Hermes’s lips quirked upwards, and his fingers nimbly moved to join Apollo’s. A soft moan slipped past your lips as both Gods moved together, Apollo’s teeth grazing the skin of your neck while Hermes’s tongue teased along your collarbone. “Not fair…” You murmured, panting softly as your dress slipped over your head – the cool air quickly being chased from your body by playful hands and soft, warm lips. “Two against one…”

“We can stop, if you would like?” Hermes raised his head, lips brushing under your jawline.

You reached up to tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging hard. “I will be very put out if you do.”

Hermes grinned, a pleased hiss coming through his teeth as you in, pressing your lips heatedly against his own. His hands ran down your sides to grasp your hips, tugging them against his. You instinctively parted your thighs, sliding them around Hermes’s waist as he moved between them, causing a gasp to escape you as you felt his eager flesh pressing hotly against your body.

Apollo chuckled softly behind you, his teeth nipping sharply at your ear. “Do not forget about me.” He purred, fingers raking gently through your hair. He guided your lips from Hermes, bringing them to meet his with a low, playful chuckle.

Hermes groaned slightly, trailing kisses down your jaw and neck. “Apollo, share.” He moved slowly downwards, leaving a trail of lingering, hot kisses against your skin, palms sliding around your hips to grasp your rear.

“I am sharing, Hermes.” Apollo pulled back with a wicked grin, his touch moving slowly downwards to softly caress your breasts, causing you to gasp and arch your back into his hands. “Do you not think so?”

“I think I am the only one naked here and that needs to change now.” You squeezed your thighs around Hermes’s strong shoulders, your hands reaching up to wrap around Apollo as you squirmed between their firm, perfectly sculpted bodies.

“So demanding…” Apollo murmured, fingers leaving trails of delicious fire across your skin as they stroked and teased your flesh. There was a rustle and clinking of metal as you felt Hermes’s hands glide across your hips to brush along Apollo’s waist, loosing his belt until you felt something hard and hot pressing into your back and you moaned, grinding backwards making Apollo growl low in his throat.

“Do as she says, Apollo.” Hermes chided, eyes glinting playfully as his hands moved back to teasing and caressing between your thighs, his warm breath tickling your skin. He dropped Apollo’s belt, letting it fall through the gaps in the net until it hit the floor with a clink, along with the growing pile of clothes beneath you.

“Hermes…” You laughed breathlessly, words broken by little gasps and moans as his masterful fingers worked wonders between your thighs. “Trying to get on my good side…?”

Hermes’s lips formed a playful, wolfish grin. “Trying to get on top of it, would be more accurate.”

“You scoundrel—ahhhhhh….” You cried out as his mouth suddenly descended on you, lips and teeth and tongue dancing along your centre as you writhed eagerly, arching you hips needily as blissful warm began to pool low in your belly. Not to be outdone, Apollo began to grind purposefully behind you, his lips seeking yours in a fiery kiss, hands roaming skilfully across your chest. You moaned and arched and gasped, hands reaching down to tug and push at Hermes’s clothes, feeling toned flesh and strong muscle contract and flex beneath your touch, Apollo’s warmth enveloping and rubbing intoxicatingly against your back as you squirmed, desperate to get as much naked skin in contact with your own.

“Now—” You gasped against Apollo’s lips, thighs squeezing hard around Hermes’s shoulders. “—get inside me now—”

Apollo chuckled, fingertips teasing your nipple, while Hermes growled softly against your thigh. “I think—what in Tartarus—!”

Gravity suddenly seized you, and you felt your body plummeting towards the floor, dragging Apollo and Hermes with you. A startled shriek escaped you as Apollo wrapped his arms around you, twisting around until his back crashed into the floor, you and Hermes collapsing together onto top of him.

“Apollo!”

“What—the net—”

“Fuck, that hurt—”

“What exactly—” Hephaestus’s voice boomed above you, and you looked up to see the God of the Forge staring down at you all with a deep frown on his bearded face. “—are you three doing in my wife’s bedroom?”

“I mean…” Hermes glanced between himself, you and Apollo – who continued to groan beneath you – before waving his hand weakly. “…I think that was rather obvious.”

Hephaestus looked about ready to bring his hammer down directly onto Hermes’s head, so you tried to jump in. “We…Hermes was delivering a message…Apollo and I…there was some kind of trap—”

“Ares is not here.” Apollo grunted, breathing sharply through his nose as he cringed in pain, pushing himself slowly upwards from the cold marble beneath him. “Nor Aphrodite, for that matter. You caught the wrong orgy.”

Hephaestus closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he visibly tried to keep his temper. “I am going to pretend I did not see any of this.” His little owl peered rather judgingly down at you all from it’s spot on his shoulder, the net shrinking as it began rapidly pulling into a little slot on its belly. “Hermes, Hera is has been looking for you for the last hour.”

Hermes blanched, and you cringed in sympathy. You peered up at Hephaestus, trying to look as contrite as possible. “I do not suppose you could be persuaded to keep this between us-“

Hephaestus waved his hand dismissively, already beginning to stride out of the room. “Did I not just tell you I saw nothing? Hurry up and put something on.” His owl continued to eye you all until he disappeared from the room.

Apollo slumped back onto the floor. “Damn.” He grumbled. “Can we not just pretend he never found us and ignore Hera?” His hands snuck up your sides, his hips bumping against your back.

“Do not tempt me.” Hermes groaned, reluctantly removing himself from you and Apollo, glancing around for his discarded clothes.

Apollo groaned slightly, his hand slowly stroking over you hip, guiding Hermes’s eyes to follow the movement. “You should join us again later.” He brightened, flashing Hermes a grin. “We’ll go to my villa down in Greece. Less interruptions, that way.”

You huffed slightly, reaching up to softly tug at Apollo’s golden hair. “Will we, now?”

Apollo narrowed his eyes playfully, leaning down to softly nip your shoulder. “We both know we will.”

He was right, damn him. You leaned back against his chest, shooting Hermes a smile before he leaned down to grab his helmet, moving up to press your lips against his cheek. “…see you down there?”

Hermes’s gaze briefly raked over you, leaving fire in its wake, before he softly pressed his lips against yours with a soft smirk.

“Definitely.”

[dreamy-prose]

dreamy-prose intro

Hello! My name is Brytni and welcome to my writing blog! I've honestly had this blog for a while now but now that I am inspired to start writing and using this blog more, I decided to make this quick little intro in hopes of welcoming and reaching out to other writers who happen to stumble across this blog.

Since I was a pre-teen, I've known I always wanted to become a writer and novelist. I've always had a major love for reading and books, specifically fiction works. After growing attached to my YA fiction novels, I tried my hand at writing my own characters and worlds and knew instantly this is what I wanted to do. I'm a daydreamer and what I love most about reading and writing is the ability to transport yourself in another world where literally anything is possible. Being able to write the kinds of stories I love reading and just being able to create my own happy endings gives me such joy and honestly is what really gets me through the tough times.

My favorite genre to read and write is definitely romance. You can say I'm a complete hopeful romantic at heart. I love reading about someone's journey of finding love and happy endings that just make my world a little bit brighter.

I've been on Tumblr for quite a long time (about ten years now) but I've only ever ran my primary/main blog @serene-dream which is mainly just pictures and posts of my favorite aesthetics and things I generally enjoy. I started this writing blog about a year or so ago in hopes of helping me with the writer's block and lack of inspiration that has gone on way too long. However, I haven't really gained the inspiration or motivation to get it going or even write much until now. Looking through the writers' side of Tumblr and reading all of these talented writers' works, prompts, and ideas has finally given me the motivation to get back into my writing and I'm aiming to use this blog as a way to get my creative juices flowing again and posting my own ideas and inspirations for my work and maybe for other writers possibly going through the same writing struggles. I finally feel like I'm not alone in my writing journey and experiences.

I'm sorry this intro went on a little too long (I do tend to ramble haha), but it felt good to have an outlet for my feelings on my absolute passions, reading and writing. If you've read this far, thank you and I hope some of you find any inspiration you may need through my posts just as I have found my inspiration within the writing community here on Tumblr. Feel free to ask or talk to me about anything! Let's be friends!

Also, if you have any romance novel or story recommendations, I'm always looking for something new to read!

xo, Brytni

[takkforaltijd]

"I really had no idea what to expect from this evening" 2/2

Okay here's part two. A few things beforehand, did you know that Lucas is actually attending a Waldorf school in skamnl! Namely the St-Gregorius College in Utrecht! So I put this into the story. I also have no idea what the translation of "borrelnootje" is. It is a peanut with a kind of crispy layer around it. Here a picture haha. So I just called it crispy nuts.

Jens is home alone the weekend and has asked Lucas if he would like to come. Friday has arrived and the two have not talked about it. Jens sends a message if Lucas still wants to come over.

Also an evening with cards, drinks, good conversations and a first kiss. ———————————————————————

Jens zipped up his jacket and went to the front door. He felt in the pocket of his jacket for his bicycle key, but he was not in it.

"Fuck where's my key," Jens thought. He ran to his bedroom and looked at his desk. The key was not there. He looked quickly through his room, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He hurried to the kitchen, almost falling down the stairs on the way. Had he thrown it there when he got home? The key was not on the kitchen table, nor on the counter.

"You've got to be kidding me" the boy thought. He even checked the pantry to see if he had left it there, but the key was nowhere to be seen.

Jens's last hope was that he hadn't locked his bike at all. Then it was praying that he was still there.

"My god I'm such a idiot" Jens thought when he saw his bike with the key in the lock. How long had this taken? Almost five minutes?! Jens jumped on the bike towards the harbor. Why was he so extremely chaotic? He just couldn’t come on time.

...

When he arrived at the harbor, Lucas was already there.

"Sorry I lost my key. I really went all over the house to find it, but apparently my bike was not locked at all…” Jens said a bit breathless from cycling.

Lucas could only laugh. "I think this can really only happen to you"

Lucas might be right about that, Jens thought. "I am the absolute master of chaotic people," Jens said back with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smile.

The boys got on their bikes and headed for his house.

...

“We'll put the bike in the back, that's easier” the boys cycled through a narrow alley and not much later they were behind Jens's house.

"Well, here I live." The boys parked their bikes and walked in. Jens took off his shoes and hung his coat on the overfull coat rack. He saw Lucas look with a look that said, "there is no possibility that my jacket will go with this too without it collapsing." "Uh just hang it over something."

The boys went to the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?" Jens asked with his head already in the fridge. "Yes please" he answered. "Uh we have juice, coke ... I don't know what you like?"

Jens didn't get an answer, so he looked around and what he feared earlier today was reality. Lucas was looking extensively at the old pictures on the wall.

“Uh yes old pictures are hanging everywhere in the house. Nice and embarrassing.” Jens said with a flushed cheeks.

"No this is amazing!" Lucas said enthusiastically. "Isn't this you?" he pointed to an old school photo, about nine years old Jens was there. Jens nodded. "And this? Is that your sister?”

"Yes, that's Lotte, she's only eight, by the way, which also explains the drawings on the fridge," Jens said while he closed the fridge. "Is Coke good?" and Lucas nodded.

"You said eight years, this really isn’t bad," said Lucas with admiration. "I couldn't do this when I was eight!"

"Do you draw then?" Jens aked. “Yes, I have always attended a Waldorf school in the Netherlands. So, there was always a lot of room for creativity. My mother thought that was important for my development. That's why started painting and drawing I think.” Lucas said almost shyly.

"So not just the skater boy I've seen so far," Jens joked.

"No not just a skater boy"

The boys sat down at the kitchen table with their drinks. "And you? Are you also doing something creative or are you really just the skater boy I've seen so far?” Lucas asked with genuine interest and a slight grin on his face.

"I play the guitar, but I don't think I can get much further than that," Jens replied.

"I should hear that one time," said Lucas with a smile on his face. "Only if I get to see your drawings" Jens said back teasingly "at least if that's not too personal" he quickly added realizing how personal art could be. But Lucas agreed. "Next time, then," the blond boy said.

Next time, Jens thought. That sounds good.

The boys' small talk went on for a while until Jens asked if Lucas would like to have another drink.

"a beer?" Jens asked. And Lucas replied as if he had never heard anything better. Jens took two bottles of beer from the fridge and put them on the table. He also took a deck of cards.

"Can you play cards?" he asked. To which Lucas replied with a provocative tone "and if I can play cards" and the boys both laughed at it.

...

A few games of cards and two beers later Jens gave up “how is this possible, people never want to play cards with me because I always win, and you just finished me like it was nothing”

"Oh… has Lucas destroyed jens his little ego," said Lucas in a teasing voice and half a pout. Both boys couldn't stop laughing.

Lucas took some more crispy nuts and put them in his mouth. "Do you know what my party trick is?" he asked. Jens shook his head. "I can float crispy nuts in the air," he said through his laughter. Jens had no idea what to imagine. "I must see that!" Lucas tried to back out of it, but Jens was steadfast. He had to see this.

"Okay, but then I have to lie flat." And not much later, the boys had moved into the living room with the bag of crispy nuts.

Jens looked wide-eyed at Lucas. "Dude how?!" he said in surprise. "I have to be able to do this, it is brilliant." So not much later Jens himself was on the couch.

"Okay, you need a round nut that isn't too big." So Jens picked up a round crispy nut. "Then you put it on your lips" Jens followed the instructions of a slightly tipsy Lucas. "And then you have to blow gently." Jens tried but failed very hard. He tried a few more times but failed really hard.

"How do you do this, it is impossible," said Jens, almost irritated. "You should blow softer," said Lucas. Jens had to be able to do it "even softer, that really is impossible!". Both boys burst out laughing at Jens's frustration. “You know what, I give up. You already destroyed my ego while playing cards” and Jens sat up straight on the couch. Lucas dropped down next to him and said with a grin “sorry…” “ah stop it” Jens said back.

"should I put some music on?" Jens asked, already getting up. Lucas nodded. “What should I put on. I really have no idea what the Dutch are listening to.” Jens said teasingly. "you can decide I listen to almost everything thanks to my friends in the Netherlands." Lucas replied. "Everything?" Jens asked in a provocative tone. Lucas put his hands over his head "oh god what have I started."

Little boy You are in this world so you will have to fight just like me I can know Life is not easy There is adversity at any time (translated from dutch)

Jens looked at a Lucas who sang this song with one hand on his hard. "The Dutch really like their Hazes or not," said Jens, laughing. "Who doesn't love Hazes." Lucas supposedly said back offended. "You are a real Dutchman," Jens said, shaking his head. "But Hazes is okay…. I think," Jens admitted. "okay?" Lucas said, his hands on his hard. "It's always time for Hazes!" and Jens didn’t dare go against it.

"But what do you really listen to, as in everyday life." Jens asked. "Uh that differs a lot, but I think artists like The 1975 or Bon Iver are chill", said Lucas. "I don't know Bon Iver," Jens admitted.

Lucas got up and took the phone from Jens's hand. "I'm sure you know this number."

Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

"Isn't that Birdy her song?" Jens asked. Lucas looked at Jens and sarcastically said “ouch”. "No Birdy covered this. I think the original is better though.” And Jens joined Lucas's opinion.

Lucas returned the phone to Jens and plopped down on the sofa. Jens scrolled through the list Lucas had put on. "I'll keep this on," said Jens and sat down next to Lucas. Closer than he actually intended. The boys' shoulders touched.

If Lucas does not think this is chill then he will move to the side, Jens thought, but Lucas did not move.

A few songs passed and the conversation got back on track. "But why did you actually come to Antwerp?" Jens asked. Lucas took a deep breath which made boys touch each other even more. "Uh, it's quite complicated," said Lucas. Jens immediately felt guilty about the question. "You don't have to tell if you don't want to"

Lucas nodded, but opened his mouth searching for words. “No it's okay, I lived in Utrecht with my mother, but she is uh… bipolar. I don't know if you know what that is” Jens looked at Lucas and nodded “Yes I do. Sander, Robbe's boyfriend is bipolar ”Lucas nodded and looked for words to go on. “The three of us have decided that it is better for me not to live with her for a while, so now I am here with my father in Antwerp”

"Do you think you're going back to the Netherlands?" Jens secretly hoped not.

"Not any time soon. At least I want to finish my school here.” Lucas took a deep breath “it's just difficult, because my whole life is in the Netherlands. My friends, basically just everything.”

Jens understood Lucas exactly. The boy he has only known since this school year has just opened up here. Maybe it was good for him too.

"I think I understand you," Jens said cautiously. “When my father lost his job, we had to choose between living smaller here in Antwerp or leaving the city… I don't know how I would have managed leaving the city. Without Robbe. ”

"I really miss Kes and Isa very much" said Lucas "never thought I would even miss Jayden as much as I do" and the Boy laughed. "But I immediately felt accepted here." A smile appeared on Jens's face. "You, the boys and the girls were there for me from day one."

Silence fell between the boys. Not an awkward silence, it was a silence that said more than all the words spoken that night.

Jens knew that the feelings for Lucas were more than friendly. He had never felt this fot a boy before. He had never ruled it out, but it was still scary.

Jens felt Lucas's gaze on him, and his whole body heated. Kissing the boy, that's what he wanted all night. But Jens was afraid it would ruin their friendship.

Jens turned his head to Lucas's. Lucas's eyes fixed on his lips.

Without thinking, Jens closed the space between him and Lucas. His lips found Lucas's and Lucas kissed him back.

It was a small cautious kiss, and Jens pulled back gently.

"Uh ... sorry"

"You don't have to apologize," said Lucas with a smile. "If I hadn't wanted it, I wouldn't have kissed you back."

Jens's body simply stopped functioning, so all he could do was nod yes. He opened his mouth searching for words "it's just uh ... I’ve never done that before." He didn't even dare to look at Lucas.

"You are not my first boy." Lucas replied. That made Jens look up "as in ..." Jens started

Lucas finished "Gay".

A short pause followed, until Jens asked, "How did you know you're gay?"

"I am simply not attracted to girls, it just doesn’t work for me" Lucas replied.

"I never knew I could be attracted to boys," Jens said.

“That's okay, right? And that you kissed me doesn't make you gay” Lucas said “you don't have to put a label on yourself just because you kissed a boy.”

"No, I know, but at least I'm not straight." Jens Huffed. And both boys laughed.

"There is much more than gay and straight you know, you just have to discover it." Lucas said. And he was right.

...

"My god it's already half past two," said Lucas. "If I want to keep my father on my side, I really have to go home soon."

"I will cycle with you, because I don't think you really paid attention to how to get back to the harbor." Jens laughed. And Lucas admitted he had no idea how to go back home.

The boys put on their coats and shoes and walked over to the bikes.

"Do you have your key this time?" Lucas joked. And Jens nudged him.

...

Fifteen minutes later they stood in front of a modern apartment complex.

“Thanks for riding along!” Lucas said “next time at my place?”

That sounds good, Jens thought and agreed with the plan.

The boys hugged each other, and Lucas walked towards the door of the complex. Before he went in, he said "I really liked it tonight, would you send a message when you get home?"

Jens would do that. He took his earphones out of his pocket and put on Lucas's playlist.

Evergreens in a dream of an island town Draw a line in the sand and we'll smooth it down Will your side win, get to the middle Count them off one at a time And we'll try, to guess right

[self-ship-love]

hello!! no rush, but if you’re taking requests again—it’d be lovely of you to write an imagine about a first kiss! i’ve never been kissed before, and i’ve (thankfully) grown past being self conscious about it like when i was younger... but it *would* be nice to have it be a soft, understanding, tender moment with my f/o for the first time. we’re both sort of awkward, dorky people, so fumbles are... probably required? but just something really sweet would be nice! thank you dear, for all you do!

Sorry that this is super late!! I needed to re-energize my creative juices, haha.

The kiss.

My skin was so warm bathed in golden sunlight. It was a stunning late afternoon, butterflies flitted in and out of a hydrangea bush and an acrylic sunset had appeared behind us. This was the moment I’d been waiting for. The moment I’d fantasised about for so long, too long as it seemed. Their hand was gentle on my cheek but we were both shaking like leaves in our shells. Neither of us knew exactly what we were doing, I suppose we were just copying what we’d seen on television.

Their free hand grabbed mine, a little too tightly perhaps, they jerked it away and hid their eyes from embarrassment. “It’s okay,” I whispered and slowly guided their hand back to me. slowly, slowly their face closed in the inches and my hands travelled up into their hair. Was I doing this right? we were so close to succeeding. And I giggled. I had no idea why. It was a sudden urge and moments later we had pulled away and rolled into fits of laughter.

“Stop stop,” they laughed. We couldn’t stop. “I’m sorry,” I smiled, cheeks hurting from the laughing. “Let’s try again.”

My heart was slamming against my ribs. I wondered if they could hear it absolutely kicking in there. Their hands found my cheeks as they gingerly traced individual freckles while savouring the moment. Their brows furrowed as they focussed on the dip in my forehead, their eyes slowly finding my lips ...

We both closed in the inches this time. One quick peck and then pulled back to see what happened. What happened was that I wanted more. We leaned back in to devour each other’s lips. Nerves were surging through me like a power unit and my heart wouldn’t stop protesting.. but then something miraculous happened. An electrical current jolted from their arm to mine, it was as if I’d been electrocuted in an entirely good way. We kissed faster then slowed down to catch some air, then sped up again. They pulled away slowly with eyes wide as the full moon, they were impressed and I wanted to continue.

We sat in silence with flushed faces, they moved closer and stared at my lips. They couldn’t seem to stop staring, it was like they were trying not to kiss me again. I desperately wanted to continue, nothing was stopping me from dropping everything and pulling their face back to me. My eyes drank them in, waiting patiently for another kiss. Please, please.

But I was patient no more. In a hoarse voice, I whispered, “Just kiss me.”

They smiled in response and ran their thumb over my bottom lip before giving in. This time our bodies froze in time as the kisses took over, devouring, absorbing one another. This moment was addictive, it was equivalent to some drug for sure. I prayed to whatever god there is that this moment would never stop.

[grimtwin]

Anon, you’re certainly in the Valentine’s Day mood with that HB smut story!

I’ll post it below this cut if anyone would like to read their story. Certainly can’t hate on someone becoming an HB fan and giving it some more content. For those who read, it’s literally just porn so you’ve been warned haha. Don’t bitch!

“Fuck! Botan, I-!”

Hiei’s words were cut as he came a mighty amount in Botan’s tight, greedy snatch. He threw his head back and groaned as Botan’s vaginal walls clamped down tightly around his dick, milking every drop of cum out of him. After what seemed like minutes, Hiei’s cock was completely free of cum. He then looked up to see Botan panting, her cheeks bright pink.

“O-oh… my… Hiei, you’re i-incredible…” Botan said among her breaths.

“Hn.” Hiei replied with a cocky grin.

Placing her legs down on the bed, he slowly pulled his dick out of Botan, which left with a soft pop. He then looked down and saw his jizz oozing out of Botan’s twitching pussy like a waterfall and licked his lips at the sight. God, if only he had a camera…

“You’re not done yet, are you, Hiei?” said Botan.

Hiei immediately answered her question by grabbing some of hair and gently pulling her head up.

“Woah! Hiei, what are you doing?”

“Prepping you up.”

“For what?”

Suddenly, Hiei shoved his semi-flaccid cock in Botan’s face. Immediately, Botan could smell the muskiness of both her and Hiei’s cum on the appendage. She wasn’t gonna lie; it was very arousing. Licking her lips, she eagerly opened her mouth wide.

Hiei was briefly taken aback by this. Earlier, she was unsure about sucking his dick, but now she wanted it? This was too good to be true. Fucking her throat, hearing her muffled moans and squeals and knowing her throat will be bulging because of his girth.. he was soooo goddamn ready.

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Part 2

“Ha ha… You’re drooling, Hiei.”

Indeed he was. And how could he not? After all, Botan was wiggling and groping her own ass while her feminine secretions were dripping out of her pussy in strings.

Eager, Hiei grabbed one of Botan’s ass cheeks and spread it, revealing her asshole, which was puckering with lust. He then grabbed his cock, still coated with Botan’s juices, and softly rubbed the head of his cock against her tight hole. Botan shivered in delight and felt her knees getting weaker at Hiei’s touch.

“Mmmmmm… Annnnnhhhhh… Hiei… Please… stick it in… I can’t wait much longer…”

“Hn. So impatient.”

After lubing up her anus for long enough, Hiei grabbed his dick and gently shoved the head in. To Hiei’s surprise, his head went in fairly quickly.

“My, my, Botan. I never would’ve guessed you of all people were into anal sex.” he said with a lecherous smirk. He then took his fingers and teased her slick folds, his fingers immediately getting covered in her cum. Grinning, he raised his cum covered hand and quickly brought it down on Botan’s bubble butt, causing it to briefly ripple like the ocean.

“Ahhh! ❤”

“Botan, you naughty girl. Cumming this early?”

“Mmmmm~! ❤”

Wasting no time, Hiei stuffed more and more of his cock inside Botan’s anal cavity while sucking his fingers clean of her secretions. The feeling of his meaty cock entering her was too much for Botan and her head fell into the pillows with a plomf. Seeing this, Hiei stopped, his penis not fully shafted.

“Head up, Botan. I want to see your face while I fuck you silly.”

“Nnnn…”

“Fine. You must not want my dick, then.”

“Wait! Wait!” Botan cried through the pillows. “I’ll get up.”

With shaky arms, Botan managed to lift herself up.

“Heh heh heh… Wonderful.”

Taking his hands of her ass, he lossened her red hair tie and dropped it on the nearby table, letting Botan’s long sky blue hair free. He took handful of her hair and gave it a quick tug which made her jolt up a bit. In that moment, Botan could see both her and Hiei’s faces in the mirror above the bed. She wouldn’t admit it out loud (at least not yet), but she loved her current position and couldn’t wait to be rendered a red-faced, drooling, horny mess.

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“Goooood, traffic is such a fucking pain.” Shizuru murmured to herself as she exited the elevator. After such a harrowing day of price issues, jackasses, traffic, and other general bullshit, the thing she really needed was a warm bath and some tea. And her younger brother, Kazuma, wasn’t around to interfere, so that was a plus.

However, as she made way to her room, she heard something. Creaking, slapping, and moaning.

“Aw fuck, not again.” she thought, rubbing her temple in annoyance and reaching into her pockets. Before she could put the key in the lock of her room’s door, she heard something alongside the moaning.

“Ahhhhnnnn… G-God, Hiei… With how h-hard and-ahh!-fast you’re pounding me, my asshole is gonna-unf!-become a g-gaping, cum filled hole. A-and then-ooh!-I won’t be able to walk tom-m-morrow.”

“Heh. You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

Stopping briefly, Hiei drew his hips back and, with a chuckle, slammed down hard in Botan’s ass, sheathing his entire penis in her.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god…” Botan mentally repeated.

Hiei drew back his hips once more and came down again, a clap! being made as a result.

“Fuck! Hiei!” Botan cried as she threw her head back. “Yes! Just l-like that! Please fill me up! Please!”

“You don’t even have to ask.” Hiei replied smoothly.

“…Damn, girl.” Shizuru whispered to herself. Even though she couldn’t see (and didn’t want to out of fear of Hiei roasting her ass with the dragon), she was slowly getting turned on and could feel her panties and jeans getting wet.

“I better hurry.” she said before opening the door. Immediately, she layed on her bed and tried to block the sounds of the two’s lovemaking session from her ears. However, no matter how hard she tried, Shizuru couldn’t un-hear Botan’s moans, Hiei’s grunts and growls, the delicious clapping sounds of Hiei’s pelvis connecting with Botan’s plump, large rear and the creaking of their bed.

Eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed to cum, for the burning feeling in her loins could not be ignored. Shizuru sighed a small sigh of relief as she unzipped the zipper of her jeans. She then slowly dragged down and slipped out of her pants, looked down and sighed to herself when she saw the massive stain on her brand new lacy dark blue panties.

“Damnit, I just bought these today.” she said, a shade of rosy pink staining her cheeks. “…whatever.”

Shizuru softly glided her fingers down her crotch and rubbed it, her fingers getting more and more slick as time went on.

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Unfortunately, I ran out of creative juices (that, and my head hurts from waking up on the wrong side of the bed.). Maybe other YYH perverts could finish it? Hope you enjoyed ether way!

[sugarwritesfanfics]

Growing Up (SpideyPool)Chp.3

Peter and Wade have both gained powers, Wade found his when he was messing around and broke his arm, rushed to the Emergency Room only to find he was fine. Peter was bitten by a spider who bite him during a meeting about said spider between Oscorp and Tony and Bruce. Peter has met Harry at this point but he won’t be here. Other characters have powers or special abilities I will explain later :) I take liberties with certain characters I hope you’re cool with that. They are 5 and 6 in this chapter btw,,, also weasels mom will be a recurring character Haha

- Peter was has turned 5 a few months ago and got a blue bike, his uncle Bucky was teaching how to ride ever since. Peter is still relatively short so he barely reaches the petals. “A few more months and you’ll be tall enough to ride perfectly. For now, I think the small seatbelt is needed.” Bucky said as he caught up with Peter in the park.

Peter had only been riding inside the tower and wanted to go outside with the bike. Steve and Tony weren’t home and Everyone else was busy or on a mission so Bucky opted to take him. Bucky wanted to get some exercise outside the tower so it was a win-win for the boys.

“Uncle, can we get ice cream ?” Peter said pedaling a little slower so Bucky could catch up. Bucky looked over to the ice cream stand where Peter was pointing.

There were a few kids around Peters age and with bikes and a lady there, Bucky shrugged and said, “Sure, but if Steve asks you had broccoli.” Peter chuckled and said “Okay!” As he unbuckled himself and got off the bike and walked with Bucky to the cart.

“Chocolate and Vanilla,” Bucky said to the working as he dug into his pocket for a few bucks. “That’ll be 6$.” The guy said and Bucky smacked the money in his hands and the guy handed the ice cream. Bucky licked his chocolate as he handed Peter the vanilla.

Just as Peter took his first lick he heard a “PETEYPIE!” Peter and Bucky looked over to wear the voiced called and a blonde boy with a few bandages scattered on him, dress in Captain America t-shirt ran up to them.

Behind him a girl with black hair in a light blue shirt, a boy with dirty blonde hair a little chubby and a Star Wars shirt on. Behind them the lady who looks like the second boy. “Wade, Vanessa, Weasel! Get back here !!” She yelled after them. The three children all around 5 and 6.

“Peter I haven’t seen you since last Christmas !” Wade said Bucky was stunned at the children and the lady running to them. Even more, startled when one of them hugged Peter. It took both Bucky and Peter a moment to realize who these people are.

“Wade I’ve missed you too!” Peter hugged back trying to not drop the ice cream.

“This is the famous Parker?” The girl, Vanessa asked curiously looking him up and down with a smile.

Peter was dressed in jean shorts and a black widow T-shirt, courtesy of Clint Barton and waved to the other two kids.

Weasel huffed a little “I haven’t seen you since Wades birthday!” The lady presumed to be Weasel's mom caught up. She gave an embarrassed smile to Bucky.

“I’m so sorry I don’t know what got into them.” she apologized and glared at the children for a little bit.

“It’s alright we know them, well one of them,” Bucky said pointing to Wade who had let go to Peter and was being offered ice cream.

“I’m glad he didn’t hug a random kid at least, I’m Weasels mom” she pointed to the dirty blonde chubby kid and held her hand out. “Rosie.”

Bucky went to shake her hand with his metal one but caught himself and used his flesh arm. “Bucky, I’m Peters uncle.“ he gave a small smile back.

Both adults opted to walk to the playground so the kids could all play.

The kids were at the top of the slide and talking. “So you go to Xavier’s school?” Peter asked pushing his glasses up. “Yup! And these two go to. Vanessa can copy any power nearby. Weasel is super smart and builds like no tomorrow.” Wade said giggling

“My brain is said to be so powerful I can move things with it, I just can’t use the power yet. At least it’s what the doctors said.” Weasel added with a smile.

“Wade tells him what you can do,” Vanessa said as played with the tic tac toe game on the wall. Weasel joined her.

“I have a super fast healing factor! The doctors and scientists say I’ll like never die! I’m just like my dad but no claws.” Wade said laughing as he made motions with fake claws.

“You guys are all super cool! My superpowers aren’t as cool.” Peter said frowning “You got powers too!?” All three asked in unison.

“Yea I was bitten by a mutant spider and got powers of a spider,” Peter said shooting a little bit of web out his hand it sticking to Vanessa’s shirt. She chuckled “Whoa that’s super cool!” Wade said to examine the webs. “What else can you do?” He asked curiously.

Peter thought for a second “I'm not supposed to do this without adults around.” Peter said shyly

“My mom and you’re uncle are right over there they’ll be fine with it I’m sure!” Weasel said pointing to the adults

“Alright if you say so. “ Peter stood up and crawled up the walls and onto the other side of the wall, he would have called if he didn’t stick to the walls

“You’re adhesive !” Weasel blurted out in excitement.

All three kids oohed at Peter who giggled, but then “PETER WHAT ARE YOU DOING! Get down NOW!” Bucky shouted running over holding his arms out.

Peter squeaked and jumped to the other side landing in Wade. “Sorry! Sorry!” Peter said getting up. “It’s alright Petey. “ Wade said smiling and inviting him for a game of tag on the ground. “Don’t do that again!” Bucky called out “Steve will have my head if you do.” Bucky added under his breathe.

After a while, they had to go home. “It was nice to meet you Vanessa, and fun to see you again Weasel. “ Peter said as he gave them hugs.

“It was great to see you again Wade, we have to have a play date someday soon. “ Peter said hugging Wade

“Sure, I’ll ask Logan to bring me over one day!” He said smiling as they let go Bucky has the bike in hand as he crouched for peter to get on his shoulder for a piggyback ride.

Peter gave one last wave goodbye as the trio was whisked away by Weasel's mom. All three waved bye as they walked away.

About 2 weeks later Peter was sitting in the living room watching cartoons with Steve as the elevator dinged.

They both expected Tony, but they got Tony plus two others. Logan and Wade.

The trio stepped out the elevator the two adults talking and the boy looking around excited.

The 6-year-old wondered to the couch where Steve and Peter where sitting on the floor in front of playing with toys.

Wade smiled as Peter jumped up and ran over to him. “Wade!” Wade hugged back. “Peter! “

They let go as Steve got up and walked over to his husband and Logan.

“I’ve been waiting all week for this play date. I missed you a ton!” Wade said sitting down with Peter next to the toys

“I was excited when Papa told me you were coming over today, we haven’t had a play date in a long time.” Peter moved some toys over to Wade they could play together.

Wade smiled and pointed to his missing front tooth “I lost one of my front teeth!”

“I haven’t lost any, that means you will get adult teeth!” Peter said leaning in to see closer. “Super cool.” He added

“It is super cool!” Wade said giggling grabbing one of the action figures and starting to play fight with the one in Peters' hand.

“So papa and  Logan will be training for a little, how about snack kids?” Tony said walking over to the pair.

“Sandwiches?” Peter asked looking at his dad. Wade followed his gaze.

“Sandwiches, Jarvis prepare some sandwiches.”

“As you wish, sir” the Ai replied, “May I also pour some apple juice?”

”Yes! “ Peter exclaimed “Okay Master Peter” Jarvis replied.

Wade looked up at the ceiling in awe “You have a talking tower!” He said excitedly

“Something like that,” Tony said sitting on the couch as the kids went back to playing.

They soon had a nap, all three of the boys. Logan and Steve came back from the training room and saw the boys all sprawled our asleep.

“They really do like each other. “ Logan pointed out “Wade seems to behave a little better with Peter. “

”Peter seems to be more social with Wade around as well,” Steve said in reply.

The two men smiled and took a sandwich the Jarvis made for them.

The boys woke up eventually and Tony talked with the other two Men. Wade and Peter went to Peters room and played with his toys.

“You know you have so many toys for one kid,” Wade stated as they started to play with building blocks.

“I know, I wait for play dates to play with them, “ he said giggling.

“Good point. “ Wade said as he build a little house.

Peter put too little people blocks next to the house “That is us, we will own a donut shop.” Peter said giggling.

“Why donuts and not pancakes ?”Wade said grabbing a circle block

“We can do both foods,” Peter answered putting two circle blocks next to the people shaped blocks.

“We will make the best pancake and donuts,” Wade explained pulling Peter close. “Wade and Peter Do-Cakes!”

Peter laughed “Do-Cakes doesn’t sound like donuts and pancakes.” He said giggling.

”it’s called creativity Petey,” Wade said chuckling.

The two laughed and played the rest of the day until night. When night came Wade had to go home but they had another play date set up soon.

The two boys gave sleepy hugs goodbyes to one another.

So like here is chapter 3 : DDD enjoy while I work on chapter 4 :3 Question: would you like me to make a tag list? Also expect another fic soon!! and I would not mind making 1 shots/ xReaders so request stuff or if you have an idea for  this fic go ahead and let me know :))))  Enjoy :)

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Dance of the Two Doves (03)

Prologue l Chapter 1 l Chapter 2

Title: Dance of the Two Doves

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. rest of BTS)

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, High School AU, Soulmate AU

Word Count: 1,513

Summary: Fate decided to play on a young girl and boy’s lives. Can the two young kids find each other despite everyone and all odds against them?

A/N: This chapter was inspired by Jungkook’s “Only Then” cover. I was having a writer’s block and when I listened to the cover, something clicked in me and I started to continue my creative juices LMAO I guess. Anyways, sorry for the late update. I was trying to perfect it and make it flow into the “meat” of the plot. I hope you guys enjoy and stay tuned for the next update!!~ on Friday. I’ll be updating on my phone on Friday LMAO. P.S. be prepared to be destroyed by the feels and emotions. Once again, thanks for all the support!!~

BAM!!

Mr. Lee slammed his ruler against the chalkboard and glowered down Jungkook and me from a distance. I gulped and looked down. I played with my fingers and waited for instructions.

“All right, you two! You guys will be cleaning the gym today. Follow me to the janitor closet to get the cleaning supplies!” hollered Mr. Lee.

I continued to play with my fingers as I inwardly groaned. There go my chances of doing homework during detention.

Jungkook smirked and hid a laugh. I looked at him, perplexed and confused. He gave me a small smile and turned back to face Mr. Lee. We both stood up and made our way out of the class with Mr. Lee. We walked down the empty hallways of school and continued on to the end of the hall where the janitor closet was located. Mr. Lee took out a pair of keys and instructed, “Once I’ve open this door, both of you grab necessary supplies for your task.” His glasses fell upon his nose as he looked upon us in an intimidating manner.

The door clicked open and both Jungkook and I walked into the tiny janitor closet to grab supplies. The closet was so small that I could not even turn area without accidentally brushing my body against his. Suddenly, a small mouse ran from the corner closest to my right foot to the other side of the room. I squealed and jumped, colliding with Jungkook’s body. His arms instinctively came to my sides and held me by my waist. Our faces were mere centimeters away. My face felt hot while I looked into his eyes. Jungkook’s eyes widened and he blinked once before pulling away and muttered, “Sorry.”

“Ahem, if you kids are done sending hearts with your eyes, please follow me”, Mr. Lee interjected.

I bowed at Jungkook and thanked him. I have to really stop being clumsy and stupid around him.

Hey, you’re pretty cute when you’re dumb and clumsy, Jungkook said in my head.

I snuck a glare at him and rolled my eyes. “I have to be careful about my thoughts”, I swore under my breath.

Mr. Lee led the way to the gymnasium. Once we reached the large double glass doors, Mr. Lee turned around to look at us. Jungkook and I instantly straighten our backs and didn’t dare to look at Mr. Lee in the eyes.  “All right, you two. Start mopping and sweeping the gym. I want every inch of the floor spotless. After mopping and sweeping, clean the windows and the door,” Mr. Lee pointed at the double doors that we just entered from. “When you’re done with all the tasks, put back the supplies and you are dismissed. I’m leaving you two to do the job and don’t make me regret trusting you guys to uphold your punishment.”

I frantically bowed whereas Jungkook bowed calmly and said, “Yes, Mr. Lee.”

Mr. Lee huffed and walked away. I let out a breath of relief and looked at Jungkook. “Let’s get this over with,” I sighed and walked into the center of the gym.

“You know, we should come up with a plan so that we can quickly finish cleaning,” Jungkook said while sweeping the floor. “I sweep and you mop right after, sort of like following me.”

“Sounds good”, I shrugged.

We walked to the farthest corner and proceeded to clean. The whole cleaning process included me trampling over the broom, the mop, and Jungkook’s large feet. After what seemed forever, we were ready to clean the windows and the doors of the gym.

“How about I start on this side and you clean the windows at the other end”, I suggested.

“Sure, whatever does the job quick,���  Jungkook said with a smirk.

I answered with a smile and made my way to the farthest end to begin the cleaning. Throughout this time, Jungkook and I hardly made conversation and I felt that there was an awkward atmosphere. I really wanted to break the tension but decided not to. A few minutes have passed and the tension was still there. I sighed and let out a nervous breath. “Jungkook?” I asked.

“Hmm? What is it?” he replied.

“Uhh, I just wanted to, you know, break the ice…” I shyly said.

Jungkook threw his head back and laughed, “Y/N, haha you’re so cute. Yeah, sure. What do you want to talk about?”

I blushed. “How did you get into the school?” I asked.

Many SOPA students audition, however; there were some that were scouted on the streets.

“I auditioned. I’ve always wanted to be a singer and performer,” he replied. “How about you?”

“Ahh, I was referred from my cello tutor,” I replied.

“Oh, wow. That’s cool. You must be really good then.” Jungkook complimented with a smile.

We looked at each other for awhile until I snapped out of the trance-like state. I quickly faced the window to continue my task and Jungkook cleared his throat.

As we finished each window, we moved to the double door. Jungkook instructed me to do the inside of the gym, while he cleans the glass facing the outside. I had to admit that it was a very weird situation since I was shorter than him and all I can see are his lips if we were standing straight. Every time I made eye contact with his lips and caught myself staring, I would gulp and flicker my eyes to look elsewhere.

This is so weird, I can’t. Think straight, Y/N! Stop staring at his lips.

I looked at Jungkook to see if he heard me this time. However, Jungkook did not show any emotions or he was really good at hiding it.

Ten minutes have passed and Jungkook and I have finished. We packed up the supplies and started to make our way back to the small janitor closet.

I had to slightly jog after Jungkook due to his stupidly long legs. Ugh, why does he walk so fast and with such long strides? Is he trying to show off?

Suddenly, I was met with a hard wall… or back? I glanced up and saw the back of his head. Flustered, I took a step back and opened my mouth, “Umm… Jung-”. I couldn’t finish my sentence since Jungkook whipped around to look at me. I froze in fear for a moment seemed to flash in front of my eyes.

December

“Kookie! Stop running away from me! It’s not fair!” I yelled.

The taller male kept running and never seemed to stop. I started to cry while running.

Kookie, why are you running from me? You’re my only friend.

I tripped on a ledge and fell down. Time seemed to slow down as I wailed when I felt my sore ankle and felt a burning pain in that area. Jungkook was getting farther and farther away.

“Kookie, please help me… don’t leave me…” I whispered. A loud honk was heard and then followed by a loud bang close to my ear. I felt excruciating pain all over my body and the world seemed to dim until it faded to nothing.

“Jungkook.”

“Why do I keep hearing your voice in my head? Who are you, Y/N?” He said in a serious manner which his eyes seemingly burn right through me.

Shocked, I didn’t know how to reply to his question since I honestly wonder the same. Jungkook slowly made his way towards me with the same intense gaze. I slowly backed up in the wall and gulped. BAM! I looked with a wide eye stare at his left arm that he has placed against the wall. The boy leaned forward and lowered his head to match his eye level with mine. Shivering from a mixture of confusion and fear, I looked away from him and focused my gaze on the ground. A tear fell from my eye as I thought back at my sudden flashback. I had a sudden urge to just hug my knees as I cry in despair and instead; I stood still, frozen from fear.

“Y/N, answer me.  I need to know. I know you hear me in your head.” Jungkook persisted on with his question. His voice sounded so quiet compared to my beating heart. My shoulders started to shudder and shake. I felt Jungkook’s holding my shoulders down as if to calm me down from my mental breakdown.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” his voice laced with concern.

I finally had the courage to look at his eyes. With teary eyes, I softly whispered.  

“Kookie, don’t leave me please.”

Jungkook stayed silent for a while with a confused look on his face. He snapped out of his perplexed state and hugged me tightly. He put his chin on top of my head and smoothed my hair.

“I’m not leaving you. I will never leave you, Y/N.” he said softly.

I looked at him with trembling eyes.

But you did leave me. 10 years ago. On that cold December night.

[jessaadventures-blog]

Week Four: Friends, Family, and Food

The Capullana caves arch.

**Sorry for the late post, wifi access was minimal this weekend! I wrote most of this on Friday, so just pretend it’s Friday instead of Monday :) **

A month has flown by!! It was fun to see my mom this week and show her around Lobitos. The EcoSwell team made a number of new friends this week, including a couple of new volunteers. We are also now generating clean and drinkable distilled water! It’s been a busy week and there is lots to tell :)

The EcoHouse

Our homemade vegan fruit crumble!! It was delicious :)

We have a couple of new people in the EcoHouse!! Jenny arrived on Tuesday afternoon, and she seems great! She is going into her final year at Humboldt State in energy resources engineering (a major I almost did too) and is from the bay area. It’s been really fun to have another girl in the house; she’s very outgoing and fun to talk to! Jenny is helping Joris and I with the solar distiller, so we’re hopefully going to make a lot of progress in the next few weeks!

Jack arrived yesterday (Thursday). He’s from London and just finished his first year at uni studying geography (with a Spanish component). I haven’t had much of a chance to talk to him yet, but he seems really friendly and eager to help out. He’s here for NGO management, so he’ll be able to help me out with social media (yay!). With Jack we have seven volunteers and we only have room in the house for six, so he’s staying at Nacho’s hostel until Isa leaves next Friday.

Other than our newbies, we’ve had a crazy good food week. During this week’s Talara trip, the guys that went bought a lot less food than normal, which I think has upped our creativity and thus upped the awesomeness of our home-cooked meals. We had Taco Tuesday (as always), but we didn’t have tortillas, so we whipped up some homemade tortillas that were pretty amazing!! Wednesday was veggie burger night again and we cooked up some amazing veggie burgers using our now tried and trusted recipe (minimalist baker’s sweet potato black bean burgers). We also made a strawberry, nectarine, and papaya crumble that hit the spot for dessert! Thursday night we went out to Tranqui’s because Jack had just arrived and Jenny hadn’t been there yet, but he was out of his yummy plantains and french fries :( Luckily, though, Isa and Jenny and I had made two AMAZING vegan carrot cakes earlier in the day (we had a bunch of carrots we needed to get rid of) and everybody chowed down on them both Thursday night and this morning. And tonight we have a vegan pot pie in the oven that looks delicious and I can’t wait to eat!!

We also watched a couple of cool movies this week, one was called Rushmore, a Wes Anderson film about a guy who wants to stay at his prep school forever, and Ex Machina, which I hadn’t seen before and was a little crazy but pretty well done, I thought.

There also was a pisco party one evening, and four of our new friends (two pairs of van-life couples staying at La Casona from Germany and Austria) joined us and learned about what we do at EcoSwell (they were very into it)!

Work

Joris, Jenny, and I with our working distiller!

The distiller is officially up and running! It still needs quite a few improvements, but it can produce very pure distilled water. Right now we’re getting about three liters a day, but we think we can increase that quite a bit by making it more air-tight and making some other changes. We have spent quite a bit of time filtering seawater to get macro organisms out of the water (you don’t want stuff dying in the distiller and stinking up the water) and the distiller can take about 50 liters at a time, which it distills over about five days (right now). We’re on the way to making a really effective and sustainable source of clean drinking water for Lobitos!

Planting day was really fun this week, we had both of our new van life couples come help out, so we got a lot done pretty fast Wednesday morning! I helped germinate some oregano and cilantro and then mixed and poured dirt for the veggie garden/orchard. We also planted a bunch of vetiver (bug and odor repellant grass) on the path to the dry toilet. We took some group pictures and gave the van lifers EcoSwell shirts as thanks for their help! Then we made our classic big planting day breakfast and got working on the projects again.

On Friday, a few of us went in to Talara to look for materials for our projects (Jenny and I got some items that will improve the distiller), and I got to experience ProMart (the weirdly similar Peruvian version of Home Depot) and Plazavea, the grocery store. We went to lunch at Black Pepe, a local restaurant run out of a man’s living room, and had a delicious salad (I also tried a bite of a yummy classic seafood dish called mariscos) before heading home with our new materials.

Adventures

Mom and I at the Capullana caves!

This weekend was really fun because my mom was here from Friday to Tuesday and we got to go on some adventures and I got to show her around Lobitos! She arrived early Friday morning and knocked on the door just as I was leaving for a run. If you want to hear her wild travel story check out her facebook! Anyway, she made it after an exhausting night and crashed in my bed while she waited for the hostel to open. She moved into her room at lunch time and after work I went up to La Casona (the hostel up the hill where she stayed) and had a nice happy hour with her on the deck as we watched the sun set. She had already made friends with one of the van life couples (from Germany) and was talking up a storm in classic mom fashion. After sunset we decided to walk the beach down to a restaurant she had been recommended by some surfers, El Cuartel. It had amazing veggie burgers and sweet potato fries, along with quinoa and potato salads! After dinner we headed home and decided to watch The Martian with everyone, which ended up going until midnight and Mom found out that she had been locked out of her hostel. So, she came and slept in my twin-size bottom bunk bed with me and kept me up half the night with her snoring (haha..).

On Saturday we decided to head to Mancora (a touristy party town an hour and a half north) for the day as a little mother-daughter adventure. While we were waiting for the combie to take us to Talara from Lobitos, we met the other van-life couple (from Austria) and talked to them for a while as we all looked for a combie that would fit us. (We happened to meet both van-life couples at different times than the EcoSwell directors, but they both became friends with all of us! Funny how we all ran into each other one way or another.) Anyway, Mom and I successfully made it to Talara and then into a van going to Mancora, and as soon as we got to Mancora we walked the beach and wandered the vendor stalls (super touristy) and then had a yummy lunch at the Black Sheep, which had amazing vegan burgers and juices. We spent the next few hours hanging out on the beach reading, napping, and watching horses give people rides and rented ATVs zooming down the beach. After we had enjoyed the atmosphere for a while we went and had happy hour at one of the nearby restaurants, and I tried a Bolivian drink that mom had in Ecuador and mom tried a maracuya (passionfruit) sour. We wandered our way to the bus station and hopped on the Expo bus back to Talara with a French surfer dude we met in the bus station who was also headed to Lobitos. We made it into Talara after dark and barely caught the last Lobitos combie of the night, which we packed with sixteen people, a spare tire, a few bags of groceries, and a surfboard. It was a wild ride! We cooked up some pasta back at the EcoHouse, and that was the same night of the pisco party with the van-lifers that we’d met! Mom made it back before the hostel locked up, so I got my bed to myself again :)

Sunday morning I attempted to do laundry and mostly flooded the kitchen, but after a few hours my clothes were clean and the kitchen was once again dry. Mom and I went to the rocks at La Punta and tanned, read, and watched the surfers ride the big waves. We headed to lunch at Cora, a restaurant I’d heard a lot about but hadn’t yet been to, and had a yummy veggie stir fry while mom tried the fresh fish. That evening, Henry (our local surfer friend) offered to take us all to the Capullana caves up the coast a bit. A bunch of us hopped in his and his brother’s mototaxis with Henry’s two dogs and drove the dirt road to scramble around some cliffs and caves and watch the sunset. It was really beautiful, and climbing down and up the ropes was exciting! We saw little red crabs everywhere and a bunch of blue-footed boobies (famous birds that Darwin studied) that mom hadn’t even seen in the Galapagos. The caves were an incredible adventure, and I’m really glad mom was there to experience them too! We got home after dark and headed to Tranqui’s for our classic Sunday dinner.

On Monday after work, I went up to La Casona for happy hour and sunset with mom again, and the EcoTeam joined us a bit later! Mom challenged Andres, one of the directors, to a game of digital backgammon on her phone (he won but she was in the lead for most of the game) and we all headed to 420 for dinner after, where we had some yummy pizza and pasta and piña coladas for mom’s last night :)

Mom stopped by for lunch on Tuesday before she left for the airport, and I said goodbye and wished her good luck with the rest of her travels (from what I’ve heard it sounds like they’ve been going well!) and sent her off to the Talara airport with Julio, our neighbor. 

There weren’t many adventures the rest of the week, but on Thursday night at Tranqui’s we made friends with a drunk British guy who was cycling South America, and he called us EcoWarriors, so that was fun! 

One of the fishing boats (still in use!) on the beach.

This was a great week; it was really fun to see mom and hear her stories of her travels alone in Latin America, which I’m really impressed with (especially because she doesn’t speak any Spanish) and I’m glad I got out to see more of this area of Peru! The cooking this week was really fun, I definitely want to eat in and cook more. I can’t believe I’ve been here a month already; only five more weeks until I head south to Patagonia! Stay tuned for more fun stories and adventures (I had a bit of a wild weekend, details will be included in the next post)!

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get  to  know  the  mun  !                                                                                       repost,  don’t  reblog.

——— BASICS.

(PEN)NAME  :  Stella

PRONOUNS  : she / her.

ZODIAC  SIGN  :  Libra Bitch

TAKEN  OR  SINGLE  :   h a h

———  THREE  FACTS.

Animals take to me really quickly   ---   it’s like a super power!  A great one, considering I love them back, but I can’t count the number of surprised dog owners who exclaim how shy / aggressive their pup usually is towards strangers, while they’re curled up in my lap just enjoying the love.

Over the past year, I’ve been dealing with crazy health stuff!  I came down with a mystery illness in December 2019, which was eventually diagnosed as TMJ disorder, mostly affecting my muscles instead of my jaw.  As a result, I had to get adult braces ( yay ), and was put on a prescribed regimen of NSAIDs  ( Aleve, Aspirin )  ---  which we quickly realized I’m super sensitive to, in the very worst way! After a few months taking them, I ended up with a stomach ulcer and gastritis, which made this summer super fun. Now, I’m definitely on the mend   ---   ulcer is gone, gastritis is going, and the braces should be off super soon   ---   but 10/10 cannot recommend chronic health issues.

I’m an English major with a focus on creative writing  ---  my goal is to write novels, but I’m also venturing into screenwriting. I’ve recently finished the first draft of a six episode historical Titanic miniseries, and am working on a 1920s murder mystery now.

——— EXPERIENCE.

Hmm...  I joined Tumblr RP in my freshman year of high school, having observed the RPC from afar for a while before that. This was in, like...  2013 Tumblr, so nothing close to what exists today.  I played a certain X-Men character who will not be named.   It was a short spell, I fell out of enthusiasm with it quickly, and didn’t get back in the game until...  2016-ish.

I was in the Historical RPC for a long time  ---  because I’m such a musical lover it’s not even funny, so musicals like Elisabeth and Anastasia are my exact jam.  I’m no stranger to multimuses :    I ran a historical / fantasy multimuse at @starblcssd-a​  for over a year  ( Dwight’s old home ), but...  stepped away for reasons I’d rather not get into.  It was a messy situation that led me to leave the RPC pretty abruptly, and stay away for about...  five months.

Right now, I write Melanie Ravenswood @ravnswood​  ( Ghosts!! I love ghost muses! ), and an immortal OC over at @eternlle​.   Evelyn is my first OC who’s really taken off, and...  I’m honestly having so much fun writing her, and exploring her character.  

——— MUSE  PREFERENCE.

I think, between both genders, I’m definitely partial to girls    ;    it’s easier for me to get into their heads somehow, and boys always feel a bit more experimental.   ( So this blog is...  very exciting, haha. )   I don’t want to say I’m drawn to...  “cinnamon roll” characters, but I’m definitely better with characters who feel things intensely. Passionate characters, emotional characters...  people who love deeply and laugh loudly. Not necessarily extroverts, just...  characters with a lot of heart.  I write a lot of ghosts, and you can bet they all died tragically.

Some favorite muses I’ve written   ---   Cosette from Les Mis, Poppy Hill from The Haunting of Hill House  ( I write a mean villain! ), Helena Ravenclaw from HP, and Lucy Pevensie from The Chronicles of Narnia.

———  FLUFF  /  ANGST  /  SMUT.

FLUFF  :    Yes!!  Always!  I’m always up for light - and - happy threads!

ANGST  :   Ohhhhh yes, give me my juice.

SMUT  :     I have no talent for it, and definitely don’t feel comfortable writing straight smut. It’s not my favorite to read, and I don’t like writing it. Steam is more than okay, and I’m more than happy to allude to things, but just...  nothing too descriptive.  I’m very Baby that way.    ( If we ship together though, just know, my brain’s probably conjured at least one sexy fantasy about our muses. )

PLOT  /  MEMES  :     I really have problems with plotting, with...  engaging with people, especially over Tumblr IMs, mostly because...  my pandemic-brain isn’t really up for it?  I’m shy, I get distracted easily, and  ---  oof  ---  I can’t count how many messages just zoom in and I completely forget to reply.   ( It’s nothing personal, I swear! )   I’m way better at plotting when we’ve actually been writing for a while, and we both have a few ideas.  I think I prefer plotting over discord, but don’t want to just...  give my discord out to anyone.    As for memes, I love memes!  I love continuing memes!  Slowest person to answer them in the world, but memes are amazing!  Honestly, If there are no open starter calls, memes are the best way to interact with me.

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SPREAD CH.4 ARTIST SPOTLIGHT INTERVIEW - TINA MATHIEU

This month's SPREAD Artist Spotlight is a dear friend of mine, Tina Mathieu. Let's get a closer look at her life and her music!

Tina: Hey there.. My name is Tina Mathieu. I’m a singer/songwriter based in Los Angeles. I moved out here by way of NYC, where I spent roughly 15 years writing and playing acoustic soul music. Within the past few months, I released my first indie r&b single and ran my very first official trail run... uphill - So i’m kinda feelin’ myself. ; )

Dan: Haha hi Tina! Those are definitely things to be proud of. I'm so excited you're our SPREAD featured artist this month! Diving right into your life and career a little more, how long have you been a songwriter/artist?

Tina: I started writing my own music after I stepped away from musical theater back in 2003. I was 22 with a broken heart and a cheap classical guitar. Typical story. I’d been writing poetry since I was a child - and somehow the ability to turn my words into melodies just clicked.

Dan: And when it clicks it's the best feeling ever. Since you have been writing for a while I am sure you have some sort of routine. Describe the place that makes you feel the most inspired creatively.

Tina: The mountains and the shower… recently I began trail running through the Santa Monica mountains. Moving through the open air, surrounded by 360’ of a world reminding me how small I am gives me major perspective - I become elevated in every way. I usually record voice memos while I hike and continue playing with those ideas once I’m home... washing all the dirt the off. The shower makes me feel like I can sing anything.

Dan: More power to you on trail running. I don't think that's something I could ever have the endurance to do! But if we're talking singing in the shower, I definitely feel like Beyoncé the moment I step in, even though I definitely don't sound like her...

Quickly moving on to get that image out of everyone's head...I know you are a very motivated and driven person. Do you have a personal mantra that helps you get through each day? If so, what is it?

Tina: These days when I feel like so much is out of my control, I like to stick with ��One day at a time” and the serenity prayer... Accept the things I cannot change - the courage to change the things I can - and the wisdom to know the difference. Oh wisdom…

Dan: I've never actually heard that prayer. That's something I may have to adopt. I definitely use the day-at-a-time mantra or I tend to get overwhelmed.

So, now that you have released a new single, I know you are trying to get out and perform in LA a little more. Coming from experience I know that's a blessing and a curse. What do you think is a misconception people have about performing?

Tina: That bigger notes mean better singer. This is especially true in musical theater or televised singing competitions. I’ve had lots of internal struggles with this misconception. After dealing with vocal nodes, I had to start letting the strengths within my tone, emotion and storytelling depict my artistry - rather than belting my life away.

Dan: To be honest I think reality singing tv shows have done some hurt to singers because everyone watches them and then expects everyone to have a huge, belting voice. But we have to make room for the soothing, sultry vocals too. ;)

If you can pick, what song of yours are u most proud of? Why?

Tina: I’m super proud of two songs. ‘Downward Spiral’, my first single that I released, was a long time coming. I wrote it about 2 ½ years ago in NYC after dealing with some family turmoil. I’m proud of it because I actually followed through with it. I’ve written tons of songs and always found excuses to not finish them. When I released ‘Downward Spiral’ I felt ready. I had no excuses left.

I’m also very proud of the next song i’ll be releasing in October, ‘Ring Off’. Reliving the discovery of an affair is probably the most raw i’ve been in songwriting yet. It still hurts when i sing it and i think it makes people uncomfortable… which means I did my job.

Dan: I've heard both and I have to say they are both chilling. I don't even know if I could pick a favorite. And again, congrats on the new single!

I know that this journey is hard to follow through with sometimes, and its easy to get caught up. So throughout your years as a songwriter, who is one person in your life that has influenced and pushed you to be where you are now?

Tina: Influenced and pushed are two different things for me. I’ve had several artist and musician friends that have inspired me immensely. My family has always supported and believed in me. But as for pushing me to where I am now... I did that. Lots of people gave me advice and thought I was wasting my talent by not following through for so long, but I couldn’t do anything until I was ready - from the inside - an inner push that was long overdue.

Dan: I'm so happy to see that push now, because you're amazing! It's crazy how we can hear kind words and support from so many different people but we equally have to hear us say it to ourselves, too. With this unstoppable Tina, describe a typical day in your life. What are you doing? What do u enjoy the most about it?

Tina: I’m a mom - so everyday starts the same... I have to wake up way earlier than I prefer to blindly pour apple juice for a 4 year old dude. I also work in tv production so I’m often juggling a freelance lifestyle which allows me the opportunity to make music. I try to hike or trail run whenever I can squeeze it in. Also, Target. I’m mostly at Target.

Dan: Target always saves the day. Also, you are my hero. Now that we've seen a glimpse into your grind, and that you are not holding back in your music making any longer, what do u think is the biggest misconception people have about working in the music industry?

Tina: That you get discovered and industry people figure everything out for you and you just get to sing and make money. EASY. It couldn’t be more of the opposite. Being an artist is running a small business - the financial investment, the self promotion, understanding the convoluted money splits on the back end of a song... I mean you really have to love the ‘making music’ part of it.

Dan: You have to love it almost more than anything else. There's so much more behind the scenes that people do not think about. Being where you are today, and having just released an awesome single, if you could go back in time to the Tina Mathieu who just started out as a songwriter and artist, what is a piece of advice you would give her?

Tina: Be nice to yourself. It’s ok to tell people that you are a songwriter. You’re not a phony. And you don’t have to hide behind other people’s success… you deserve your own.

Dan: Preach, girl. Also discussing your day-to-day life, how do u manage a busy schedule and stress? How do you recharge when u need to?

Tina: I try to stay as organized as possible - Google docs run my life. Hiking and weed are my stress relievers. Often paired together. :)

Dan: We definitely need those stress relievers to get us through the business. Breaks away from the madness are so important.

A part of this business also includes of failed attempts or let-downs. I feel like they are so common you can easily lose track. Tell us about a time that you feel like you failed musically. How did u overcome this?

Tina: When I found out I was pregnant, I felt like I completely failed musically. I had yet to put out a single, yet to release an EP… and to be honest, I thought that being a mom meant that I had run out of time. I wrote a depressing song that day (that no one has ever heard) and decided to accept my failure as an artist. Luckily, being a songwriter is simply a part of me that won’t go away. It took a few years to start finding my way again - but I’m actually better than I was before and now I have someone very special to impress.

Dan: You are a natural songwriter. I don't think it could go away if you tried to make it! I am really touched by your answer, and I can't help but be grateful for all the badass moms we see in the industry that are killing it. Ya know, Pink, Beyoncé, Adele to name a few... It gives me hope that other moms will be inspired to keep going; that they're not done after having a kid. And I'll be the one to say I am SO glad you didn't give up. We desperately need your music in the world. Also...your kid is ridiculously cute I can't handle it. He'll always be your number one fan!

What is a defining moment of your career and how has it affected your life since?

Tina: Releasing ‘Downward Spiral’ is the most defining moment so far. When I teamed up with the Los Angeles Songwriters Collective for their 2nd EP, I committed to myself that it was time follow through. The past few months have been non-stop songwriting, studio time, gigs, co-write sessions, networking and supporting new artist friends. Making that one commitment changed everything for me.

Dan: I have such a big smile on my face. The gears are turning and there's no stopping now!

Looking to your inspiratioins, tell us about an artist/songwriter who inspires u. What would you like to emulate in your own artistry?

Tina: Erykah Badu is my all time favorite artist. Unique in every way. Her voice, words, melodic decisions, storytelling... honest & confident.

“She’s Clever.”

John Mayer is my favorite lyricist - I try to learn a lot from the honesty and details in his poetry. I may or may not have a lyric tattooed around my wrist. (Shhh.. I’m a fangirl!)

I’m not looking to emulate them but rather let what I love in these artists innately come through me - kinda like osmosis.

Dan: You said something SO important right there. I think up and coming artists struggle a lot when they're first releasing music. They listen to their favorite artists and then try to sound like them, but the key is letting what you love about them show in your own way! Ah, I could scream! Nail on the damn head.

So what artist/album/song have u had on repeat lately?

Tina: 90’s male R&B slow jam Playlist - Ginuwine, Dru Hill, 112, etc..

Julia Michaels - She is an effortless genius.

Kehlani - Obsessed with her.

Fiona Apple, Tidal - because her words never go out of style (and I still need a dictionary to get through some songs...)

Dan: What a good ass mix! If people reading this have not checked those artists out, GO! Some of them have been featured on SPREAD before... ;)

Laaaaaast but not least at all, how can we check out ur music and stay up to date with ur releases/posts? Anything we should especially be on the lookout for? ;)

Tina: I’m mostly active on Instagram - @tinamathieumusic. You can listen to ‘Downward Spiral’ on SPREAD CH. 4 - Feels and also stream or download it anywhere music exists. I have a few LA gigs lined up for Sept / Oct, which I’ll be announcing soon - and my newest single, ‘Ring Off’ will be available this fall.

Dan: Y'all heard it from Tina herself! If u haven't already, go check out her new single, 'Downward Spiral' on SPREAD CH.4 and go follow her! LA people, make sure u go see her live to because her music and her voice slays. Thanks again, Tina, for being SPREAD CH.4's featured artist. I'm super excited to see where this next year takes u! :)

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Thank you everyone for joining us for this month's SPREAD Artist Spotlight! I hope you have let out all the FEELS u can before Friday because a whole new playlist is coming! And it's gonna end with a bang 🎊

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THE PERMANENT RAIN PRESS INTERVIEW WITH MATT WEBB

Congrats on the release of “Again and Again,” it’s a fantastic track, and the concept was well matched in the fun music video. Take us through the process of writing and creating the song.

Thank you! The creation of “Again and Again” was a super fun group effort between myself, all star producer Kevvy Maher, and commonwealth champion rhythmic gymnast, Mathew V. We met up at the 604 Records studio, I was eating a bowl of weird curry and the creative juices started a-flowin’.

It has a lot of synth and 80’s new wave influences, different from your material on Right Direction. What is your new sound inspired by?

We listened to a lot of synth heavy tracks for inspiration, everything from 80’s Eurythmics to The 1975. I’m always striving to create the perfect late night driving track.

You have a close relationship with Kevvy, personally and professionally as a collaborator. How much does his creative input inspire and motivate you? How does he stand out from other producers?

You can tell him apart from other producers by his terrible taste in T-Shirts. Aside from that massive character flaw, he is a wonderful human and one of my bestest friends. His input is invaluable, his creativity is inspiring and contagious, and he certainly knows how to get the best out of me creatively.

Can we expect an EP release in the future? Are you planning on playing more solo shows?

No full EP in the works at the moment, but that may quickly change. Marianas’ schedule has been keeping me quite busy but as soon as I see a lull on the horizon, I’ll be back in the studio to work on some new solo stuff.

We love that you have your solo work, as well as Marianas Trench as creative outlets for your music. This summer with MT, you’ll be playing a lot of old tracks you haven’t played live for a while. What’s it like to revisit early music?

I love playing the old stuff! It usually takes a few rehearsals to dust off the cobwebs, but there is no denying the crowd goes nuts for the songs that put us on the map. Give the people want they want!

You’ve said your new record is coming soon. Any details you’re able to share with some curious people?

Nope haha. Top secret. It’s good.

You’ve said before that the band is really supportive of you doing your solo music when you have time. You’ve been a band for over fifteen years, the longevity in itself is one to admire. How special are Josh, Ian and Mike not only as bandmates, but friends?

They’re my family. I can’t live without them. Eye contact between us, however, is strictly forbidden. It's the key to a successful relationship.

Congrats on competing in the Scotiabank Half Marathon, where you also fundraised for Music Heals. You raised over $2,000 for the incredible foundation! How was the run, and how much did the support mean to you?

For the record, I only ran the 5k portion of that race so I’m not as impressive as you might think haha. But yes, we did raise over $2k for Music Heals which is pretty damn cool. It’s a fantastic organization and I encourage everyone to check out what they’re doing. I am extremely grateful to the fans who donated, it just goes to show the caliber of human that listen to MT. Top notch.

Happy belated Birthday to your precious dog, Fred. What’s the best part about owning him? What do you miss the most when you’re out on the road on tour or travelling?

Fred is the man (dog). I love that little dude. He had a great 2nd birthday eating dog cake and getting belly rubs. Leaving him behind when I’m on tour is the worst, but he’s got a good life and a comfy bed so I know he’ll forgive me for having to go to work.

If you’re visiting Vancouver for the first time, where are a few tourist spots, restaurants, places for music lovers, etc. that you would suggest stopping at?

Hmm, so much to see and do. I’d rent a bike on Denman Street downtown and cruise around Stanley Park on a nice day. It’s beautiful. My favourite breakfast spot is a restaurant called Medina, I recommend anything in a skillet and their waffles. If you want to check out some cool live music, go to Guilt n’ Co in Gastown. Quaint venue with a great vibe. Awesome for jazz.

Written by: Cazzy Lewchuk Photo credit to: Marlena Szasz

[the-vinedresser]

YA GIRL FINISHED HER FIRST SEMESTER OF SENIOR YEAR WOOOO 1. Kind of barely made it out alive, but in the end I’m honestly really proud of myself. I studied really hard for my last final and was actually able to concentrate and curb anxiety and it was amazing.

2. My friend is so funny. After our midterm we were both so happy because it was so easy and he was like, “Well, Megan, it was nice taking this class with you…” LOL and proceeded to give me a bro hug HAHA you know, the one where you high five with one hand and half hug with the other. So funny so adorable I loved it. His consistent presence just simply helped me get over whatever hump I was going through, even if it was super fleeting and temporary, those moments of happiness and silliness were still real and I appreciate it a lot.

3. After I worked on the American Constitution final with a couple friends and man oh man. That had to be the worst final I’ve ever taken. The amount of work was just EXCRUCIATING. Holy. We worked on it for the full limited time which was 5 and a half hours. No breaks. No food. We were so frustrated but we all eventually pooled answers and ran to the library to print them out and hand them in.

4. Got some food with E and it was pretty nice because I love to listen and she loves to talk so it was a good match. HAHA Also nice to talk to someone who is majoring in the same liberal arts subject as you. We got to talk about books and work and all of that.

5. On my way home I got some citron soju. I really wanted Jack Daniels honey whiskey because a friend bought it one time freshman year and it was amazing but the guy said it was $27 so NOPE. Did I drink it by myself? Yes. Did I post it on social media and delete it? Yes. Because people will always think of it as sad, but I just love alcohol ok. LOL I just like unwinding and chilling while watching cooking shows and playing animal crossing on my phone.

6. But lately, I’ve been thinking of experimenting and partaking in a fully sober month. No cigarettes or alcohol. Just to see if it makes my mind sharper and my overall mood better.

7. Took the train home. Bro picked me up. Conversation is awkward as always. I used to think it was because we’re so different, but maybe it’s because we’re so alike that there’s a disconnect. We’re both especially secretive when it comes to our deep thoughts and struggles and we both feel quite intensely. We’re both just kind of intense in general. LOL So when we don’t have that light and vulnerable person to warm us up, like our other brother, it’s just kind of like AHH who initiates what first. And what I also noticed is that we love strangers. We love interacting with them and giving them respect and being open to them right off the bat. But with that, we sometimes don’t cultivate the deepest relationships.

8. That being said, I actually left my cellphone at the train station bench. My mom tracked the phone and it said it was at a McDonalds in Carmel, New York. My mom and my brother started freaking out, convinced that someone stole it and the person who stole it is a no-lifer who works at McDonalds. Eventually they called my bro’s number after we texted my phone and we went to pick it up. But ok firstly, when my brother was driving us home from the train station there was a massive accident and we were stuck in traffic for a really long time. Then, after we get home and he finds out my phone was potentially stolen, he starts calling my phone like crazy AND THEN starts calling the McDonalds at least 5 times. So then he drives me to the McDonalds to pick it up and everything and literally expects no recognition. I say thank you and he doesn’t even respond. He just goes back to normal like nothing happened and honestly we might not have the most invigorating conversations but his acts of kindness and care that he puts into my well-being is more than enough.

9. Oh so yesterday after I drank soju I listened to music and smoked and it was 2am but almost 40 percent of the lights were still on in other apartments and I felt so comforted by that because almost every roommate I’ve had sleeps at midnight the latest. I’m just like THANK YOU I’m not crazy after all. Nighttime is the best time. In the daytime I’m literally in a state of disgust because the streets are so congested and people are hella stressed and impatient. It’s also just too bright and it hurts my eyes. Anyways, the sound of silence was a first that night and all I heard was the wind. The fresh air and being surrounded by plants is so nice.

10. But I’m glad I’m moving out of Stuytown. LOL because it makes me kind of hayfeverish. Like all the buildings and rooms are the exact same, all you see are older rich people with their annoying ass kids (some are cute but most are argh) and I just don’t feel at peace with it for some other arbitrary reasons. I like the rustic feel and the uniqueness of an apartment complex. It really emphasizes that people and life experiences are different. I also just felt like judgment? I know it sounds silly because no one gives a fuck about me but it just seems like the people around me are more inclined to judge versus if I lived in the lower part of the East Village, ya know? People are younger and more open-minded.

11. There’s something about Connecticut that recharges my batteries like no other. I already feel SO inspired. The creative juices are just oozing out of me. I’m just daydreaming, making food, and thinking of the next creative process. It’s so nice. I feel a life-change coming on. I feel like I really have to start putting myself on a regimen. Healthier foods and meditation, as well as journaling. Like actual journaling in a physical notebook? We’ll see, I’m still thinking about it. Also, if you couldn’t tell, my thoughts and ideas are usually very noncommittal. I probably won’t follow through on most of the things I say. LOL

12. I’m taking life too seriously. Since when did I take life so seriously? I am reaching to find a life purpose/moral/goal to focus and hone in on so I can be stable in what I want and be less prone to bending myself into different shapes so I can receive approval from people. I choose to live a life of truth! I don’t want to buy into whatever the dreamy world is selling. Do I want money and glory? I mean, of course but do I want happiness more? Absolutely. So I really want to be intentional in trying to do more things that solely bring me happiness. Because if I don’t, it’s a cycle of worry and heaviness that I now know I have complete control over. GET AWAY FROM ME NEGATIVE PEOPLE. I DON’T GOT TIME FOR THAT.

13. I think being at home brings time the most joy because, again, I am extremely sensitive to my environments and I honestly had an epiphany just now, but… MY FAMILY IS SO NICE. I think they are honestly the nicest people I’ve ever met. They’re truly gems. They feel and care and do so much for other people and they get so much joy out of doing so, even if it takes so much work, time, and effort. That’s so noble and wholesome and I respect that so much. Although my other brother’s motives can be quite questionable and sketchy sometimes, I accept all of him. LOL honestly I have faith in the both of us to mature wonderfully and be as level-headed as the rest of our family because all we like to do is pride ourselves and pick fights. lolol