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lmfao i should’ve worded it better 😭 virgin ethan x virgin reader and reader has a breeding kink
Full disclaimer: Not sure how I feel about this, lmao. I didn't really write a plot for it👀
It's so short, and I've never written this kink when it's wasn't Ethan that had it, but I TRIED. Thank you for your request, love💕
Loaded - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader
This contains SMUT - Minors DNI
Summary: You're ready for your first time with your boyfriend, but he's a little surprised when you don't want to use protection.
Contains: p in v, creampie, unprotected sex...but not really because reader is on birth control.
A/N: This is SO SHORT because I'm writing a super sweet, fluffy virgin smut atm. That'll be posted soon💕
Ethan’s head was spinning as he undressed you for the first time, soft gasps slipping past your lips whenever his hands brushed against your exposed skin. He couldn’t believe this was happening, something he’d waited so long for.
Once you were completely bare for him, he took his jeans off, his boxers being the only barrier between the two of you.
“You’re sure about this, right?” He asked, as you quickly nodded your head. “You want to do this?”
“Yes, Ethan,” you huffed, stepping closer to your boyfriend. “Don’t you?”
“So fucking bad,” he groaned, once the palm of your hand brushed over his cock. “Let me get a condom.”
“Do you really need one?” You questioned, your fingers moving against his sensitive tip. His hips bucked as you smirked at him. “I was hoping we could do it without one.”
“That’s so risky, baby,” he said, his eyes lusty as his hands ran over your hips. “What if I don’t pull out in time?”
“I don’t want you to pull out.”
His brown eyes grew wide at your words, a confused look on his face as he stared at you.
“You know babies come from unprotected sex, right?”
“Eth, I’ve been on birth control for so long, and I take it every day,” you sweetly said, as your hand kept moving. You felt a wet spot starting to form from his precum. “I want to feel all of you, baby.”
“Fuck…you take it every day?”
“Every morning,” you said with a nod, trying to convince him.
“Okay.”
When you laid back on Ethan’s bed, your legs spread for him, he groaned at the sight as he ran the tip of his cock over your dripping pussy.
“What if I cum too quick?” He asked, getting a little nervous. He knew he wasn’t going to last long just from his cock rubbing against you. You had a look of excitement on your face at his question, as he once again, got confused. “Isn’t it bad if I cum too quick?”
“Not if I can make you hard again,” you smirked, “because it would be so hot if you fucked your cum into me.”
“You gotta quit talking like that or I’ll cum before I even get inside you,” he chuckled, as he inched himself in.
He stilled every time you winced, because regardless of how filthy your words were, he still wanted to take care of you.
“God, baby. You’re so tight,” he said through heavy breathing, his eyes scanning your face to make sure you were okay. “You want me to give you a minute?”
“No, you can move,” you said, your mouth falling open once he did what you said. You were softly panting with each thrust, but once he sped up, you were a moaning mess.
Your sounds along with the amazing feeling of your pussy had Ethan struggling to keep it together. He looked away from you, staring at the pillows beside you as he tried so hard not to bust within the first two minutes.
“Look at me,” you whined, as your hand reached up to his face, turning his head so your eyes connected with his. The second he saw your furrowed brows, blown-out pupils, and focused on those sounds you were making, he started to whimper.
“Shit, gonna cum.”
Your legs wrapped around him, holding him in place as his hips started to stutter, a low moan slipping past his lips as his cum filled your pussy.
You were so turned on at the idea of it, but once it actually happened, you got this feral glint in your eyes. Ethan looked down at you as he stayed inside you, a smile playing on his lips.
“Is that what you wanted, baby?” He asked, before he started to move his hips again.
“Fuck..unf-yes,” you said between thrusts. “Fuck a baby into me.”
Ethan slowed down a little, his stomach lurching at your words. But you said you were on birth control, and he knew you wouldn’t lie to him, especially with something that would be so life altering, so he decided to go along with it.
“Aww, you want to be pregnant with my baby?”
“Yes, shit-I want everyone to know I’m yours,” you babbled, as he started to go faster, his thrusts getting deeper. “I need you to cum in me so much that the birth control won’t be able to stop it.”
“I’ll give you all my cum. Your tummy will be so big,” he said, his words along with his thrusts bringing you closer to the edge. “They’ll all know.”
“I want you to cum in me every day until I’m pregnant,” you said, your words laced with whimpers as his eyes started to flutter. He mumbled “I’m gonna cum again” before he started to pound into you. “Cum in me, baby. Please, I need it!���
His head fell forward as his thrusts got erratic, your name flooding out of his mouth over and over again as he shot his cum inside you. He took a second to catch his breath before he started to move again, trying so hard to bring you over the edge. His cock was so sensitive from his orgasms that it was almost painful, but your sounds just kept getting louder. He barely touched your clit when you cried out, your pussy squeezing him so tight as he let out a long, strained moan.
Once you came down from your high, a blissful smile playing on your lips, Ethan finally slid out of you. His body rested on top of yours as your fingers ran through his curls.
“Thank you, babe,” you said, kissing the top of his head.
“That was so hot,” he mumbled against you. “I know you’re on birth control, but maybe we should get a Plan B…just in case.”
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I'm pretty sure Li Ling knows that Tang Yun has a very... Toxic... Thing on his brother. To me it reads heavily as inc*stuous but that's due to all the media I've consumed ruining so many sibling relationships that now I'm uber sensitive to that sort of thing.
Regardless, I think we all can agree that Tang Yun is not in a healthy mindset, especially with how he obsesses over Tang Xuan.
And I put forth this theory that Li Ling is aware of how Tang Yun feels and, as such, is protective of Tang Xuan, who does not- can not- see it.
First of all, it is clear that Tang Xuan and Li Ling talk to each other a lot. Not just in person but on the phone ("communicator") all the time. We have a few stories where, when one is mentioned the other is also brought up or where one is, the other is somewhere near.
For the purpose of this theory, we will focus on the communicator, as we see that Tang Xuan doesn't necessarily text often (probably too busy for it, lmfao) but does use the social app. Li Ling seems to be the first to notice that Tang Xuan is MIA, just by the fact that he doesn't answer his calls.
Look at the time stamps of Li Ling's messages.
There are huge gaps of time between his first three messages, before Tang Xuan replies to him when he gets his phone back. And, after Tang Xuan responds, Li Ling's message comes in 2 hours later, talking about some "weak ass miramon".
Fine. Sure.
But if you go over to the social media app, you see this post from Tang Yun:
Lemme preface by reminding y'all this is my personal theory on the order of events, as this app doesn't have any convenient time stamps (:/), but I think we can assume this message comes hours before Tang Xuan gets his phone back.
Two questions pop up:
1. How does he know Tang Xuan is "missing"?
2. Who is accusing him of abducting Tang Xuan?
Tang Xuan then responds to him- maybe after he makes his "I'm not dead!! :P" post, maybe before- and after that is when he gets this message from Tang Yun:
Again, take note of the time. This is well after Tang Xuan has replied to Li Ling, about 8 hours later. I believe that in between his reply to Li Ling and Tang Yun's text, he posts his "I'm still alive!! Cx" social media post,
which then alerts Tang Yun that his brother isn't missing which then prompts his text.
Ok, we all on the same timeline now? Good. THEORY TIME.
I propose that Li Ling (Who is accusing him of abducting Tang Xuan?), not receiving any response from Tang Xuan for near 24 hrs, sent him on a warpath to who he assumes is the most likely culprit of the impromptu dissapearance- Tang Yun.
Li Ling and Tang Xuan talk all. The. Time. Li Ling absolutely knows that, in his previous mission, Tang Xuan came face to face with his brother. And Li Ling probably knows about how Tang Yun admitted to how he would monopolise the one he loves' time and attention, keep them to himself. Tang Xuan probably spared no details going through the entire mission.
Li Ling probably picked up instantly that Tang Yun was referring to Tang Xuan as that "someone he loves" and, remember, this mission takes place not even a week after the Crow one, so it's still fresh in Li Ling's mind, the words Tang Yun said about keeping his loved one to himself. And now Tang Xuan is missing...?
Yeah, I think he went straight for Tang Yun, got pissed (and probably a bit relieved) when he realised Tang Yun did not kidnap Tang Xuan, and then went off to try find him himself, taking on hoards of miramon (enough that he would miss a respond from Tang Xuan by two hours) much to the worry of Lewis and their friends. Then Li Ling tried to play it off for a bit, acting like he was just doing normal union things except Lewis explicitly says that he was actively trying to calm "everyone" down.
Lewis?
Calming people down?
Dude gets fired up at the drop of a pin... Except when someone is in crisis mode, and from his like FIVE CAMEOS (freaking dislyte, give us more Lewis pleaaase) we only really see him act level headed when he's with Tang Xuan and Li Ling.
So, methinks Li Ling might've tried to rally the troops to find Tang Xuan, Leora- an obvious choice as she's a living bishoujo heroine- probably got caught up in the dramatics of it, David and Q too (simple minded David just always ready to be there or be square, Q sniffing a potential story) etc etc. So they're all just psyching each other up and/or out so now Lewis has his crisis that he can take charge in and de-escalate.
Meanwhile, Tang Yun now knows that his brother is missing (How does he know Tang Xuan is "missing"?) and I can only guess how pissed off he got, his mental stability taking a swan dive into the Marianas Trench of all the possibilities of where his brother could be and scenarios where he would keep him by his side, so that this could never occur again. Hence the very aggressive threat (promise?) that he would hogtie Tang Xuan for his own good if this were to occur again.
The fact that he uses the word hogtie is very disturbing and, for those that aren't sure what that looks like, here's an as SFW-as-tying-people-up-can-be demonstration I could find of it
We are going to ignore the NSFW implications, and just focus on the vulnerability this position puts a person into.
This is the kind of messages Tang Yun sends his brother.
This is the kind of imagery he wants to put his brother in.
And Li Ling knows. He freaking knows and is probably one of the few espers who caught on that something was off with Tang Yun.
And Tang Xuan is
So
Damn
Oblivious ヽ(`д´;)/
Like damn, boy, I understand, he's your brother- that's just NOT something a healthy sibling would ever imagine their sibling would do or think or act. But by golly, could you maybe just focus on what he's saying rather than picking out the most inconsequential, insignificant parts? 😭 Bro is ignoring every red flag and siren.
#the hippo speaks#dislyte#li ling dislyte#tang xuan dislyte#tang yun dislyte#tang yun gives me the creeps#the “ick” I've hear people say#i feel like li ling has picked up on that too#I've been mulling over making this post for a week#cause i know the tang yun tag is mostly filled with pro him content#like people really like him#and i dont want to be that person that starts filling the tag with anti him#but the messages were just calling to me#like a puzzle for me to connect the dots too#tried to keep it gen
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quilllllll! hi, hello, i simply had to let you know that i've been slowly but surely re-re-rereading the road, the hidden truth, and you, and first of all, gorgeous, beautiful, touching, magnificent, imagine a rainstorm of chefs kisses raining down uponst you <3 but i got curious and had to ask...are there any cut scenes/fun facts/behind the scenes special features you might want to share with the class? 🥺 hehehe i just know /i/ always end up having a bunch of stuff like that once a project's done, and i'd LOVE to hear any juicy tidbits you've got!!! :P (either way, had to remind you how gorgeous this - AND ALL YOUR OTHER WRITING - is!)
we are somehow on the same wavelength as i was rereading it myself when i got this ask.....i'm onto you queenie......
all jokes aside THANK YOU i am always blown away when you compliment my writing, truthfully, it means the absolute world to me and i'm glad you enjoy what i put out. from the bottom of my heart, your support is greatly, greatly appreciated
that being said. well. as far as fun facts go. one fun fact is that this was barely my idea. that's well known at this point i think but you can thank @merrybandofmurderers for originally giving me the idea of a fake dating, roadtrip au. second fun fact is that i winged the HELL out of this fic. 19 years old staying up (apparently, since i checked the outline???) till 5 in the morning trying to get it done. winged the hell out of it. i had a broad idea, but i built the chapters based off of da2 quest names. so like. i had almost nothing planned. i took a da2 quest title i liked and built a modern au plot around it. great idea i think. poor execution LMFAO
no cut scenes or anything due to the rushed and unorganized nature of the original draft. there are things that i cut from the original in my rewrite, but that's because i felt like they weren't serving a real purpose. i also was super excited to change it so it was modern au but with elves and kirkwall and all that stuff. does it make sense orzammar is in new york? no. do i care? also no
i have been intending to write a follow up ever since the ORIGINAL story, but it just hasn't felt right yet. i know i want to do it. and i really hope i will do it. but for now it will stay in my drafts, lovingly titled "trthtay superbowl follow up". between that and the eden/varric wedding at skyhold fic, we could place a bet on which one gets finished first! (psst, it's probably the wedding fic. i've written more for that. unrelated but maybe expect that? soon? ish? don't hold me to that)
anyway, i'd say the biggest thing is that trthtay was my "i can do better" fic, truthfully. i was STUNNED when it got on a screenrant article (before it was even finished too?), i mean, i still have my section printed out in my dresser. it was exciting. but to see so many eyes on something i didn't think was of the quality i'd like it to be was stressful. i wanted to be great. i wanted the thing that so many people saw from me to be groundbreaking. and i really didn't feel like it hit that mark. i don't even think the rewrite hits that mark! there are things that i've written that i feel are better than both. but, there's a bright side to everything, and that's that even what i would consider one of my worse fics was loved. it was loved. it was enjoyed. not only by the author of that article (david caballero, there's nowhere i can message you on that site, but if you ever see this, thank you so so much) but by everyone who decided to click the link and give it a try. by YOU, one of my biggest inspirations and someone whose writing i aspire to match someday. i cannot thank you enough (you, personally, queenie, and you, plural, anyone who's read my writing) for giving me a chance and pushing me to be better
so. anyway. i'm sure you didn't expect your question to get an emotional response, but i think any conversation about trthtay comes back to that. to hope. to gratitude. it truthfully blows my mind that you love it the way you do. thank you thank you thank you. i'm glad i have you in my corner :)
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Hello there Im back bestie!
Ok, first and foremost (I'll be brief, dont want to make anyone dwell) just wanna send some love and support to you & the lovely anons here following the election. Take some time to process, grieve. And then we move to action - I'm not giving up, and neither should you! And no vote result can stop us from trying to do good around us. Take care of yourselves please. 🫶
Boy oh boy was my timing impossibly bad returning to the country last night. Presidential election and time change combo was wicked crushing! But I did have a wonderful trip. Paris really really is great. Can only recommend. Only downside was this was my first trip abroad where I really didnt know much of the language, and I wouldve liked to be able to converse/understand just a bit more. I did in my travels haze tell the US customs personnel "bon soir" last night 😅. When it comes to food, the French absolutely rock sauces & butter, and I just want to eat their bread products forever.
Have to agree, in terms of basketball, all the hires so far seem like good ones. Of course Im just simply not one to form an opinion before theres anything to go off of, time will really tell. Mystics please knock it out of the park if youre bothering with change btw!! Lottery is coming up so fast I cant. Like more anxiety is needed at this time 😣
Im thrilled college games have started up because Im was missing hoops following the end of the W season! Curious - what are your big thoughts/takeaways from the initial games youve seen (if any apart from UConn)? Mine essentially boils down to reserving judgement, boring as that sounds. But I believe its hard to really know much from the first few competitions. Especially w teams that have some injuries or a lot of youth/new people.
Lol, my thanks to you for bringing up the Poa & Smith tidbit! Think I'd forgotten about seeing that between writing you.. And yikes, while I did in some way ask for this, can we have some drama that isnt cheating (like dont do that to someone, just end the relationship), awful political beliefs, or actual criminal stuff? On a lighter WBB note have you been seeing stuff about suspected pairing of Miles and Westbeld? Im getting nice vibes there, cute if so. And honestly, if thats a thing, I hope their genuine happiness together is flaunted directly in front of HH on the daily :). Also P really continues to go a bit crazy in Ms. Fudds comments. Ma'am 😳. But hey neither you or that bookclub anon are ever allowed to jump off a cliff! Lol
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Hi bestie <3
Thank you lovie we need all the love we can share in this moment. I've gone from being perpetually sad about it to having flashes of moments where I remember and it just makes me sad that this is what half the country wanted.
I'm so glad you had a good trip, wish you hadn't come back to hell on earth but I'm glad you had a good time before you did. Paris is lovely and I know it gets mixed reviews but I loved it when I visited which perhaps was partly because it was one of my dream cities growing up and that nostalgia played role for sure. And fun fact, I speak almost fluent French so I could've helped lmfao but I don't remember if you specifically mentioned France. YES FRENCH BREAD IS SO GOOD. The things I'd do for a good baguette.
I'm with you babes. Like I said, idk if you saw it, but as a rule of thumb I generally don't have much of an opinion until good teams start to play each other because blowing out a team you're supposed to blow out just isn't that impressive to me. I think in general everyone just looks beatable and is trying to find team chemistry but I'll definitely have more thoughts as the season continues.
LMAO hard agree. Like the drama is great but I would love for something more petty instead of the stuff we're getting. Lowkey why the W is so fun off-the-court. And yes hope Miles and Westbeld are making that girl pray to the lord every day for having to witness their potential bliss.
Paige is in her menace era and hopefully that translates to tomorrow and we get a menace post for Azzi's birthday!
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3. The best character you've written for and 4. The best ship you've written for
Hector and Dracula and Hecula, respectively. Because of course :D 💖
8. What I like the most about your writing
I've said it a lot of times before and I'll say it again - you clearly know what to show to the audience and what to leave to their imagination. Your mastery in this skill gives your Hecula fics this "implicitly nightmarish" vibe I haven't seen many nail down as accurately as you do. tl;dr beev peak
9. A fic i'm excited for you updating/posting
Grip when.
10. A character/ship I didn't enjoy/think about as much before you wrote about them
You're the one who made me love Hector and Issac as much as you do, heh heh :P
11. Something I wish/hope you write
A full-blown Lenore rewrite fic :) search your heart, you know you want to write it :)
(semi-jokes aside, I'm looking forward to you contuining to carry the entire Hecula tag on your back lmfao. do your best bestie <3)
3/4) Haha, of course :P I should try to change... but I love those two disasters and the JESUS FUCK NO EW factor too much 😂
8) awwwwww bro 🥺 I try my best! In my experience and tastes, allowing the reader to put two and two together creates a bigger sense of discomfort than showing the Horrors in all of their gory details. Ofc a talented writer can do that too! But I prefer to leave things implied and allow the braincells to activate :P
Besides, I actually don't care so much about the Horrors themselves, so much as their consequences. Hint hint 🙂
9) I wanted to try to finish other one-shots, but I'm not getting any inspiration. Perhaps. Perhaps I could take advantage of re-reading the MF manga in Japanese. :) (jokes aside, I'm glad you still look forward to it!)
10) And I'm so happy you came to love them 💖 they're our boys now ^^
11) ... don't you tempt me. Yes I do want to write it damn it the missed potential of that bitch lives in my head rent free 😭
well it sure would be nice if other people helped me hfdkjshfjksh but if my propaganda doesn't work, then i'll be proud to carry the tag on my shoulders...
#you understand the pain of missed potential. don't you my friend :)#thank you for the questions so much <3 mwah
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@organized-chaotic-disaster Ahhhh gotcha gotcha!! I didn’t know there were any games with poly options tbh, that’s really nice to know 😭 and yeah, I imagine it must feel really jarring to have everything just take a complete 180 like that, with everyone ignoring the past romantic tension. Some kind of acknowledgment of it would be nice, but yeah, unfortunately I don’t see that ever happening 😭 so we’ve gotta rely on headcanons and fanfic, which sucks And thanks for responding to me!! I wasn’t really expecting a response tbh, but it’s really nice to talk about stuff like this ;v; I really enjoyed reading your thoughts!! Like I said, I didn’t know any games had poly options, so I learned something new o:
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No problem! I'm usually an absolute mess about talking to people myself - despite always wanting to - but, I've committed to doing what I want on this blog in particular and I want to talk about my favourite things with interesting people! So it was actually a pleasure to swap words with you!😊❤️
And yeah, I'd love for that to happen with OL but, I do understand why it likely won't be a thing.
On the topic of other games with polymance options though!
So, as I formerly mentioned. The game FH, or Fallen Hero is my primary example of a well done poly-capable romance route that's built into a good story driven game. It's a text-base 'build your own story' series that has a word count in the hundreds of thousands per book [steam link here] and is, in fact written by only one person!
It's, of course, the exact opposite type of story of Our Life, mind you😂and deals with a lot of dark subjects regarding mental health, dehuminization, trauma and morality/ethics. So, it's best to keep that in mind before choosing to play it. I would personally rate it at an 11/10 on a quality chart though! It's an absolutely superb game and the creator spends years putting their heart and soul into making sure each path you take is fleshed out and organic and that all your choices matter. They do actually have a tumblr here too, if you want to look into it more [fallenhero-rebirth] just be mindful that it might have spoilers.
As for other games with poly-romances, well... Unfortunately, most of those are purely in the 'R-rated maturity' kind of space. They're either dating sims with a heavy sexual focus or just straight up p*rn. Which is why I don't really include them so much, since it's kind of defeating the point of what I'd want poly-routes to be in, which is genuinely normal and story driven games like OL. Many of these games are simply PWP and so I wouldn't really consider them at all, unless you just wanted something spicy and exciting (which is absolutely cool! I'm such a ho, I have so many of these games honestly lmfao).
Overall, your best bet is really just searching for them😂it's not surprising at all that you didn't know they were an option because, truthfully, there aren't that many out there. I have heard the names 'Creme de la creme' and 'Tally ho!' thrown out there though, so maybe give those a peak and see if there's anything worth playing? I know nothing about them, honestly.
Personally, finding new games only partially scratches that itch for me, tbh. Only because it's not fulfilling my desire to have that polymance in the other games I wanted in the first place lol. I totally agree that it sucks having to live off of headcannons opposed to legitimate official content🥺Man, what I wouldn't give for that OL polymance... Still, at least looking into other games gives us an outlet and allows for some validation😭
#ol:ba#olba#our life beginnings and always#fhr#fallen hero#fallen hero rebirth#games#romance games#interactive fiction#polymance#poly#polyam#romance routes#iwrite rambles#iwrite replies#cw mentions of mental illness#cw mentions of trauma#cw mentions of dehumanization
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Oh my God, first of all, what a damn perfect gif. 🫠 It matches even the first line of the chapter!
But anyway, this whole chapter was so gripping. From the "tone you hadn’t heard him use before," to--
“Is that her? Is that my wife?” You heard the voice of the man you had worked so hard to forget.
Oooh this bastard. I already wanted to bash his face in. But I feel for Beau in this lol:
“Dammit, I asked you to stay put,” he grumbled.
Yeah, she don't give a shit, buddy. 😂 She definitely doesn't follow directions well, but I love her for it.
“Fuck no,” Jackson spat. “Ain’t nobody leavin’ here but her.” He pointed the gun back at you. “You sleepin’ with a Sheriff now, baby?” You cringed at that word: baby. It brought back flashbacks filled with pain.
Uuuughhhhh this bitch. Lemme at him. 😤😤 I'm sure Beau felt the same way. And you thoroughly got me: I'm a sucker for the protective hero meeting the shitty ex.
As exemplified by this little moment:
“Yeah, I’m not gonna be able to let that happen,” Beau’s jaw tightened and out of the corner of your eye, you noticed his finger twitch by the trigger.
Ooh you just know he was itching to waste this MF'er. But I enjoyed the dynamic you created between Jackson, Beau, and the reader here. All she cares about is her daughter, Jackson's clearly unhinged, and Beau's just trying to protect her and keep the situation from getting out of hand. But when the shot rings out and he protects her against the wall, I internally swooned. Yes for protective Beau. 😭❤️
“He’s the only one who knows,” the repeated words fell in a whimper from your lips.
Ugh, so very heartbreaking. 😭 You really feel her anguish. She cares about her daughter's life, not so much Jackson's I'd imagine. But the fact that he knows where Bailey is is probably the main reason why he's still alive, other than the fact that he deals with "bigger fish" criminals (if this man gets off with a deal from the FBI, I'ma be pissed).
Side note: The line above has nothing to do with the song I'm about to reference (sorry, another Billy Joel song lol), only that there's a line in "And So It Goes" that says:
But if my silence made you leave Then that would be my worst mistake So I will share this room with you And you can have this heart to break
And this is why my eyes are closed It's just as well for all I've seen And so it goes, and so it goes And you're the only one who knows
I imagine Beau and the reader might be able to identify with this song before the end of this story. 🥲
“I hear you, darlin’,” Beau said softly. His fingertips trailed up to brush back a strand of hair that had fallen over your eyes, and you wondered if he realized he had even done it. “You couldn’t have gone with him.”
I loved this moment. I love the "you wondered if he realized he had even done it." It would be great to see some of Beau's POV in future chapters if you were so inclined. I'm interested to know how he sees her.
The FBI agent is really pissing me off right now. It's like he's not even pretending to care about her daughter, and treating the reader as a nuisance. But I like that Beau steps away to make sure Mo is okay. First and foremost, he takes care of his team. I thought that whole part of the scene was very much in character, reassuring Pop that he did his best given the situation.
And I also like how Beau subtly let the reader know, "hey, I'm breaking rules for you so can you meet me halfway and trust me a bit?" 😅
“Oh, so you have no plan,” he pushed off of the doorframe and walked towards where you stood. “I have a plan, you’re just not gonna like it,” you zipped the backpack up and pulled it up onto your shoulder.
Lmfao. This whole exchange was gold. That and:
“Aw man, do you know how much paperwork that is?” Beau grumbled.
That line genuinely surprised me in a good way -- it struck me as very Beau. 😂 "Smart and handsome" indeed...
But ohohooo she's going back to his "tin can" is she? I'm so interested to see where you take this next. 💕
Please excuse my novel, it gets longer with every chapter. 🤣 I'm eagerly awaiting Wednesday! 💓
The Fix - Part 4
Summary: Everyone has a past, but yours seemed to haunt you. You've tried to move forward with a normal life, but the day comes when that's not possible anymore. When Sheriff Beau Arlen enters your life, you're certain he is going to judge you just like everyone else in town does. But something about Beau is different.
Warnings: Child abduction, mentions of domestic violence, language, gun violence, mentions of drugs/drug use
Word Count: ~2.5k
A/N: I want to preface this by saying: I don’t usually bring up real life situations or discuss what’s going on in the world on this Tumblr. My page is meant to be a safe space for anyone who comes to read fiction, and it will remain that way. I want to put a heavy disclaimer on this that there is mention of gun violence in this chapter. I live in the United States where gun violence seems to be a daily occurrence, but I know reading about it can be triggering for many (especially with recent events). Please know that it is not my intention to trigger anyone, and I absolutely respect and encourage you to skip this chapter if you are not comfortable reading. My descriptions are vague, but I still want to be clear that it is a topic in this chapter.
Pop, pop, pop.
The sound was nauseating and caused you to bolt upright in your bed. You were disoriented and confused—you didn’t even remember falling asleep.
Beau’s voice was muffled through your closed bedroom door. “Jackson, drop the gun!” He demanded with a tone you hadn’t heard him use before. “Nobody else needs to get hurt.”
Nobody else? Your heart was in your throat. Bailey.
You pulled on the metal doorknob and swung it open so hard that it clanged against the wall and bounced back. It was so loud that it caused Beau to flinch slightly, but as you stepped into the hall you realized his focus was fixated on someone in your kitchen, his gun drawn and aimed in that direction.
“Darlin’, I’m gonna need you to stay put,” Beau’s tone had shifted slightly—it was more gentle—but his gaze remained locked on the person in your kitchen.
“Is that her? Is that my wife?” You heard the voice of the man you had worked so hard to forget.
“Jackson,” you muttered as you ignored Beau’s request and moved down the hallway. “Where is she? Where’s Bailey?” Your heart thudded against your chest so hard, as if you had just run a marathon. As you approached Beau, he adjusted his hold on his gun.
“Dammit, I asked you to stay put,” he grumbled.
“Yeah, well, I don’t follow directions well,” your eyes were fixed on the man in your kitchen. As he came into view, you noticed how awful he looked. He was either tired or high, maybe both. “Jackson…” you started again. “Where is Bailey?”
“She’s safe,” Jackson moved, pointing his pistol back and forth between you and Beau. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair disheveled. It looked as though the clothes on his back had been worn for days.
Your feet wanted to take off running in the direction of where he had come from to find her, but your eyes found the barrel of his gun and you tried to will yourself to stay put.
“Alright, let’s take it nice an’ easy,” Beau broke the silence. “Nobody has to get shot, Jackson. We gotta get an ambulance here for my deputy, okay? Can I radio in that I need an ambulance?” He was putting the ball in Jackson’s court. Beau recognized that Jackson yearned for control in every situation; he was better at this than you had realized.
“Fuck no,” Jackson spat. “Ain’t nobody leavin’ here but her.” He pointed the gun back at you. “You sleepin’ with a Sheriff now, baby?”
You cringed at that word: baby. It brought back flashbacks filled with pain.
“I’m just here to keep an eye out, is all,” Beau spoke before you could even process what to say. “Every deputy, cop and FBI agent is lookin’ for you right now. I’m here to keep her safe.”
“Looks like you’re doing a great job of that,” without breaking eye contact with Beau, he leaned to the side and spit. “She’s comin’ with me. We’re gonna be a family again.” He cocked his head—he was out of his mind at this point. You had never seen him this far gone, which terrified you.
“Yeah, I’m not gonna be able to let that happen,” Beau’s jaw tightened and out of the corner of your eye, you noticed his finger twitch by the trigger.
“Beau…” you started softly to try and calm him down. You knew the only way to Bailey was through Jackson. His finger twitch made you nervous.
“Oh, we’re on a first name basis now, are we?” Jackson asked, annoyed.
You ignored it. “I want to go,” you continued to speak to Beau. “I want to be with Bailey.” There was a pleading tone to your voice. For the first time in this entire encounter, Beau looked between you and then back at Jackson, incredulously.
“Not gonna happen,” Beau said firmly and his jaw muscles flinched. Your breath hitched in your throat when you saw the shadows creep beyond the window just past Jackson. More people were coming—an array of officers and FBI agents, you could assume. You wanted to stop them—you were so close to getting to Bailey. She was so close, you could feel it.
“You don’t get a say in this one,” Jackson practically snarled. “Come on, baby. Let’s go.” He held out his hand that wasn’t gripping the gun.
Before you could even move, a shot rang out and ripped through the glass. You watched Jackson’s eyes widen. A scream fell from your lips, but before you could process—Beau’s arms encircled your waist and tackled you into the hallway up against the wall. He pulled your head to his shoulder, his fingers spanned out over the back of your head. His body covered yours against the wall and you realized he was trying to shield you from a potential gun fight.
“No, no, no!” You screamed against his shoulder. You pushed and shoved against his chest, but he was a boulder and wouldn’t budge. “He knows where Bailey is! He’s the only one who knows!” You realized at that point tears had started to flow from your eyes and sobs shook your entire frame.
“Relax!” Beau commanded over the noise of officers and agents entering your home. “Just take a breath for a second.” He pulled back when he realized the moment was under control.
“Jackson Lyle, you are under arrest,” someone said as your body shook against the wall. As Beau removed his frame from yours, his eyes watched you closely. That painstaking, sympathetic gaze was back, and it only made you more frustrated.
“He’s the only one who knows,” the repeated words fell in a whimper from your lips.
“I hear you, darlin’,” Beau said softly. His fingertips trailed up to brush back a strand of hair that had fallen over your eyes, and you wondered if he realized he had even done it. “You couldn’t have gone with him.”
You pushed past him, and were surprised to find out he didn’t try to stop you. As you entered the living room once more, you saw Jackson on the floor with his hands restrained behind his back in cuffs. There were two FBI agents standing over him, as well as deputies and officers casing your home and marking evidence. Jackson seemed to be conscious—by the looks of the pooling blood, it seemed he had been shot in the shoulder at least once.
“Where is she, Jackson?” You asked firmly. It was your goal to get some kind of answer, just in case he would lose consciousness at any given moment.
Jackson’s eyes floated over you before he leaned to the side and spit in your direction. “Can't tell you that now, baby. We could've been a family again.”
Anger burned the pit of your stomach. “You son of a bitch,” you started, before you lunged towards him.
The arms that encircled your waist from behind were beginning to feel familiar. “Hey, hey, hey,” Beau’s gruff voice rumbled just behind your head. “I want to kick his face in just as much as you do, but we gotta do this right.”
Your breathing calmed a bit as the FBI agent you recognized stepped forward. “Sheriff,” his eyes burned into Beau.
“Agent,” Beau tipped his head at Matt, the agent from earlier.
“Do you have any idea how many problems you’ve caused?” The agent ignored your presence.
“We got the guy, didn’t we?” Beau shot back.
You held your hands up to stop the back and forth. “My daughter is still missing. What are we doing to find her?” You looked at Matt expectantly.
He sighed but finally pulled his gaze away from Beau. “We have agents searching the direction we tracked Jackson’s truck from. They’re also checking the truck for any evidence,” he answered. “He has to go to the hospital, but we’ll question him more as we get there, and then once the doctors are done with him.”
Your mind raced to think of what else could be done. “Which direction did he come from?” You asked. Matt didn’t answer. His eyes hovered over you for a moment. “I asked you a question, agent.” You couldn’t control the tone of your voice, you were desperate.
“I can’t tell you that, ma’am,” he sighed.
“My five-year-old is out there, alone,” you seethed. This time, Beau didn’t stop you. “And you’re not gonna tell me which way I might be able to go to find her?”
Matt spoke before he processed. “Do you know who your ex-husband is associated with? He runs with some of the most dangerous criminals you could think of. Drug traffickers we’ve been trying to bust for years.”
“Is this supposed to make me feel better that my daughter is out there in insane danger?” You felt like you could puke at any given moment.
“Listen,” Matt sighed. “We are doing everything in our power to get your daughter back. I mean this with all due respect, keep your nose out of it,” he glanced between both you and Beau firmly. “Or else you’re going to find yourself in an even bigger mess.”
He didn’t give you an opportunity to respond. Instead, he turned to the paramedics who were busy loading up Jackson on a gurney.
“Keep him cuffed,” he said firmly as he escorted them through your home.
“This is insane,” you muttered out loud with a hand to your forehead.
“Excuse me one second,” Beau spotted the paramedics loading Mo up onto a gurney just outside on the front porch. He walked past the various law enforcement personnel. “Popcorn, you alright?”
“I’m alright, boss,” Mo managed a smile. Beau nodded and looked to the paramedics.
“He should be okay,” one of them spoke first. “Looks like a direct shot to the shoulder, and there’s an exit wound. We’ll take him in and get him checked out.”
“Thank you,” Beau clapped the paramedic on the back. “Good work, Pops.”
“Sorry he got through me,” Mo seemed disappointed in himself.
“None of that,” Beau waved off. “No one saw him comin’. You did good.”
After he was assured his deputy was alright, he walked back through the kitchen and into the living room where you were standing.
“Is there somewhere you can go?” A second agent approached you from the hallway. “Until we know if it’s absolutely safe, you should really stay somewhere else.”
You were still convinced you were going to get in your truck and go on your own search for Bailey, but you weren’t about to tell the FBI that. “I’ve got a place in mind.” You lied.
“Good, we’ll reach out as soon as we know more,” he nodded at you and went on to process any additional evidence.
You high-tailed it for your bedroom where you grabbed a backpack and filled it with some clothes and other things you might need while you were away. Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the man in the doorway until he spoke.
“Where are you gonna go?” Beau’s voice halted your movements, but only for a second. You quickly glanced over your shoulder. He was leaned against the doorframe. You tried to ignore the way his muscles pressed against his brown jacket with his arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe.
“Uh, somewhere,” you murmured as you returned your focus to packing.
“Oh, so you have no plan,” he pushed off of the doorframe and walked towards where you stood.
“I have a plan, you’re just not gonna like it,” you zipped the backpack up and pulled it up onto your shoulder.
“You’re not goin’ on some wild goose chase,” he sighed.
You pushed past him and headed back into the hallway. “I’m an adult, Beau. I can make my own decisions.” You were both silent as you passed agents and deputies along with two crime scene investigators. You took one last look around your home before you headed for the front door.
As soon as you were off the last step of your front porch and away from any lingering ears, you heard his boots crunch behind you. “I can’t let you do this.” He said, the frustration clear in his voice.
“You’re gonna have to arrest me, then,” you mumbled over your shoulder as you pulled your truck keys out of your denim jacket pocket.
“Aw man, do you know how much paperwork that is?” Beau grumbled. He sighed as you tossed your backpack into the truck. “Alright, alright. Get in my truck.”
You eyed him suspiciously. “The last time I got in your truck, Beau, you did exactly what I told you not to do.”
“If I remember correctly, you said Jackson wouldn’t show up here and he most certainly did,” he bit back. He rolled his eyes when he noticed your firm stance—you weren’t willing to budge. “Listen, I’m gonna take you back to my trailer and we’re gonna come up with a plan.”
You crossed your arms over your chest, frustrated with his so-called ‘plan’.
“Please,” it was a word you hadn’t heard often, and you felt a little bad about all the trouble Beau had gone through to get you to this point. “I’ve broken pretty much every order I’ve been given, darlin’. I’m willing to break a couple more but we gotta get settled and really think through our next steps. And something tells me you don’t have anywhere to go in this town, either.”
Oh, so he’s handsome and smart, you thought to yourself. “Fine,” the word left your mouth with a huff. “But you promise me we’ll go look for her?”
“I promise,” he looked directly into your eyes as he said it. Your mind flashed back and you remembered how he had avoided eye contact when he couldn’t be honest with you about taking you home instead of allowing you to join the search party. So you decided to trust him.
You pulled your backpack out of your truck and closed the door. “If you’re lying to me, Beau Arlen, I swear to God…”
“Oh, trust me, darlin’,” he chuckled. “Won’t make that mistake twice.” He walked the few short feet with you to his truck and pulled the passenger door open for you. You raised your brows at him, adding the fact that he was a gentleman, too, to your repertoire.
After you climbed in, he closed the door.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Posting this a few hours ahead of Saturday. I hope you enjoy! Thanks for all the likes, reblogs and comments. You all are appreciated!
New installments posted on Wednesdays and Saturdays!
A preview of the next chapter:
The drive to Beau’s trailer was mostly silent. As he pulled up the dirt drive, you took in your surroundings. This wasn’t really where you expected the Sheriff of the town to live; it was hardly a trailer—it looked more like a tin can, but it was quaint. The mountains behind were illuminated by the moonlight. Even in the darkness, you felt peace.
“You live here?” You asked as he shifted the car into park.
“Yes ma’am,” he sighed as he opened his door and you followed suit. “It’s not much, but then again, I don’t need much.” He smiled. In the glow of the moon, you saw his dimple again.
“It’s quiet out here,” you chimed as you pulled your backpack from the floorboard and closed the car door behind you. You allowed him to lead the way as he walked to the steps that led to the trailer door.
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September 30, 2022
It's been a minute since my last update.
What have I accomplished this week? Well I drove for the first time in the dark last night and honestly I think I smiled all the way home. I'm getting so much more comfortable driving and it's starting to feel so fucking good. I'm hoping to have my license by the end of the year. Driving is not as scary and anxious as I always imagined. I'm proud of myself for this.
Let's see what else am I proud of? Oh! I have paid all my bills but two, both are due on the 6th so not late but I'll probably do it right now as all the other payments should of went through. I'ma be a broke ass bitch but it feels so fucking good to be able to pay everyone time.
I also deleted some girls number! She's been semi dicking me around for a month, and I let her >.< She was the one who hit me up and was interested and wanted to go on a date. I was going with the flow of it. Started out texting strong and things like that but then it became 8 separate times of excuses. Like we were not anything where a conversation of her no longer interested would of been perfectly okay. I even said as much during excuse number 6 lmao. But deleting her phone number and not replying back to her bs felt good. And then my toxic side may have left her on Snapchat 🙈🤡, I don't look at her snaps but she has replied to three of my hot story ones since I've deleted her number and ignore last excuse text and it feels kinda good to be like yeah I'm hot and you missed out. Even if it's in my head and even if that may be a bit toxic lol regardless I'm glad I was able to be like I'm done, and it was okay that it took me a month 😭 because I still was able to stop the pattern instead of continue the pattern of letting ppl use me like that.
I've had two therapy sessions now, the first session I felt hella guilty leaving and the second one I felt like I was on a good high. I was given therapy homework though and I haven't accomplished it :( and I don't think I will before Tuesday. I'm supposed to go out with someone and do something out of my comfort zone. The issue with this assignment is I'm scared to ask ppl to hang out that I wouldn't normally cuz that fear of the rejection and I guess that's the whole point. I did ask a girl one hinge if she wanted to hangout in person and I didn't get a reply so I'ma go with that as my assignment completed lmfao. Oooh and in therapy my therapist at one point said "I'm seeing a pattern here do you?" And I didn't so hopefully I will see the pattern she spoke of with the more sessions I have as she didn't tell me lmao.
Hmm what else? Oh completely over my ex! Well for the most part. Obviously I'll always wish it would be different but I've come with terms that she will never want to be friends and I haven't looked at her socials so much so that I missed her bday lol so that felt like a win. Only looked at her socials the last few days. But to be honest I think I'm using Tumblr as a distraction 😅 I'm not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing tho.
Let's see what else...oh the new job is going very well! Last night it felt so easy, I think I asked someone one question and I remembered to bring silly things like the pizza stand, app plates, pepper mill, instead of forgetting until last minute. Oh and a coworker has now started to play with my hair and honestly makes me feel a bit loved, as touch is my love language. She's super sweet. Also last night one of the "favorites" told me I was, "the better new servers" and that I am a "hard worker" my cocky ass knew this, my cocky ass knew i would be but I can't say that :P I'm playing a political game here. But I said thank you lol oh and I was sitting next to some girls and they included me in conversation and one was like yeah when deena first met me she told me she thought I was gonna be a bitch 😅😂. So then everyone wanted to know what I thought about them. One of the girls was like did you think I was gonna be mean? And I told her yes I said "we didn't speak until Sunday!! So yes I thought you were going to be mean but you're very nice." Turns out she told me she's shy and I 100% can see that. I did not tell any of them that I think all pretty girls are going to be mean because they are hot lmao
I don't think anything else happened this week that is note worthy. I havent cried or felt hopeless in awhile and that is a wonderful feeling. I honestly think that has to do with therapy tho.
My period is very late and I'm pregnant jk jk jk 😂 but it is late af. That bitch needs to get here.
OOOH I REMEMBERED SOMETHING. One of my best guy friends works at my new job, he is why I went there. And a different coworker came up to me and was like "do you know Sean talks about you alot?" "I think he likes you" etc etc. And I was dying absolutely trying not to laugh because Sean is such a homie, I would say brother but we playfully flirt sometimes to hype the other up so what ever that makes him. But I had to explain to the coworker that Sean is a close friend, my homie is how I think I worded it. The dude was so small minded though and wouldn't stop and I was like I'm extremely gay and Sean knows this so there isn't anything between us. (I think it's because Sean and I hug at work) because the kid still didn't let it go. I went over to Sean immediately after and him and I got a huge laugh. Sean also said he had never even spoke to the dude before lmfao so I'm real confused but find it amusing nonetheless.
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holy god.
thank you SO SO SO SO MUCH for one thousand followers! i can't even express how happy i am right now - it's taken me a whole day to decide how i wanted to make this post 🤕
i wanted to do something fun for this milestone, because it's genuinely beyond my understanding that i hit it at all and i want to show my gratitude, but drabble games stress me out because i'm incredibly long winded (who would have guessed, based on the fact this entire paragraph so far is one run on sentence), so i came up with something better!
send me a member, a category, and a prompt, and i will write you a vignette of the moment the prompt is said.
these are short!! like, 2-3 paragraphs only. that's how i'm combatting my inability to just fucking end a fic already jesus chriIIIIIIIST JUST END IT!!! JUST SAY THE ENDDDD AND POST IT sorry i just ..... need to work on that LMFAO
i'll only do each prompt once, so it's first come first serve. feel free to send multiple, just make sure they are in different asks! i'm going to keep this game open for a while, so don't worry about being too late! i'm going to do my best to post these the day i receive the request, but please be lenient with me 😭 i work 50 hours a week.
all pronouns will be neutral, but when picking smut, please specify what genitalia you would prefer (v/p, afab/amab, or however you're comfortable doing so).
prompt list and example is under the cut!
this will also act as a masterlist for the ones i've already posted, so be sure to refresh before submitting a request to have the most updated list! if it is red and crossed out, i've received an ask for it already. again, i will only be writing one vignette per prompt.
categories:
fluff or smut
prompts:
“give me a second and I’ll show you.”
“is it hot in here or is that just you?”
“i think i love you.” soonyoung
“hold my hand.”
“it’s not morning yet.”
“you were right here all along.”
“you don’t have to leave so soon.”
“you could put your feet in my lap, you know.”
“i wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
“shut up and kiss me.”
“we could try cuddling.”
“stop being so cute.”
“i’m not leaving your side.”
“you should probably eat something.”
“when was the last time you slept?”
“can we stay like this forever?”
“please just kiss me already.”
“i missed you so much.”
“stop being grumpy, it’s boring.” soonyoung
“give me attention.”
“when i’m with you, i’m home.”
“that was kind of hot.”
“this is new.”
“would you just hold still?”
“they didn’t deserve you.”
“rumor has it, i make you nervous.” seungkwan
“are you flirting with me?” seokmin
“i love it when you moan my name.”
“let me give you a reason to stay in bed.”
“no underwear?”
“i want you now.”
“use your words.”
“do you like that?”
“you can get louder, can’t you?”
“look what you do to me.”
“i want to taste you.”
“shhhh…”
“tell me how you like it.”
“i just want to please you.”
“all of my thoughts about you are improper.”
“don’t be gentle.”
“i’ve never wanted anyone this badly before.”
“make me.”
“once we start, i might not be able to stop.”
“don’t give me that look.”
“try to stay quiet.”
“are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”
“you’re hot when you’re mad.”
“stop distracting me.”
“tell me again.”
“if we get caught, i'll kill you.” wonwoo (ex.)
example request:
wonwoo, smut (afab), 51
warnings. choking
today wasn't the day you were expecting to be pushed up against the inner wall of a closet, lost in the labyrinth of a home that the contracting company you did runner work for spent a disproportionate amount of time remodeling compared to their other clients. sure, you had been hoping - not just today, either, you had hoped for this just about every day since you had been hired - but today was unexpected, because this project was in crunch, and your breath was ragged and you were positive that if wonwoo could actually see you in the dark, you would be embarrassed by your fucked out expression for the rest of your life, but you were there. you were getting absolutely fucked by your stud of a contractor boss in an empty closet. you were even on the clock, and you would have made a joke about how this must have made you a sex worker if you were capable of anything other than chanting his name as he snapped his hips into yours.
he slapped his hand over your mouth, pressing the back of your head into the wall as you whined, and suddenly, his face was right up against yours. your eyes widened, adjusting in the dark to study his furrowed brow and intense eyes, but you could have sworn you saw his lip quirk ever so slightly. you registered the sound of someone walking somewhere in the house, unable to decipher how close they were, but you were sure wonwoo had a better idea by the way his thrusting slowed
"if we get caught, i'll kill you," he muttered, and when your thighs and walls squeezed the parts of his body they were wrapped around, he let his hand fall from your mouth to wrap around the column of your throat as he pistoned into you like it was his job.
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[[ TESSA.
I'm pretty sure that we first met through your Lou Ellen and, in all honesty, it feels like I've always known you. for the life of me, I can't remember if we somehow had written together before then or not. and you always bring such depth and a passion for all of your muses, bring them to life (wAKE ME UP—no, wait, wrong thing) in a way that even some of the original creators could never. you also have this light and I love how passionate you are about bringing characters or cultures to awareness, even being willing to educate others (I know that I've personally learned so much and look forward to what you have to say about cultures or religions or other practices that I may not be as familiar with).
whenever your books get published (and I definitely believe that they will be!), you better believe that I will be anxiously awaiting an English version, and be telling anyone that will listen, "this is my friend!!! :D read it!!" keep being awesomely amazing, and please never forget how loved you are as a friend as well as writer. here's to a 2022 just full of feels and brainstorming and more! (and I'm hoping to launch that multi of mine, yes that one I keep saying Eventually, in the new year so I can't wait to see how these other muses interact!) ]]
tell me one (1) last thing before 2021 ends // @anthcs
dear dee,
i checked my blog. we've been friends, if miss lou ellen blackstone is to be believed, for four years now. though it feels a lot, lot longer than that. it's like you said: it's like you've always been here. it's like i've always known you. heck, i don't even know if you followed me first or if i did.
your love, and passion, for katie gardner just continues to astound me. it blows me away day after day. you took a minor character and made her, in my expert and also very humble opinion - a major character. (she's a major character in my heart, okay?! :P) she feels very much alive. she feels very much like someone you could run into in new york city. i genuinely think you write her better than the person who came up with her in the first place. because you looked at her and said: "there is so much more to you." and as a fellow lover of minor-but-should-be-major characters, i appreciate that.
thank you so much for your kind words. they mean a lot to me and i will cherish them. and i look forward to talking about cultural stuff some more in the new year, hahaha!
fun fact: i'm actually making some steps re: getting published properly. (that is, when i finish rewriting and editing udyati’s story!) but that's a story for in the new year, i'm sure! ;)
take your time on your multi. whether you launch it next year or the year after that, or the ones after that, please believe that i'll be here (provided this website is still up in the air lmfao)! i can't wait for everyone you're going to write because katie's amazing, and colton is absolutely beautiful, inside and out, and sure, he's a canon character, but that's also because of you.
here's to a 2022 full of feels, brainstorming, jokes, laughter and shenanigans! (it's my favorite word, can you tell? xD)
love,
tessa
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