#i've got a lot of work to do now but hopefully this can hold y'all over for a little while!

[myusuchaa]

Ellis Twilight 2nd Birthday Event Story

The Shape of Happiness - Embraced by the Thorns of a Mad Love: His POV Epilogue this is a fan translation. i do not own anything. Cybird has the right of ownership to all in-game content.

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Kate: I love you, Ellis.

Kate: Stay by my side, always.

The corners of her mouth relaxed slightly, and she intuitively inched closer into my arms.

I lifted my eyelids, feeling her warmth as she continued to sleep in his arms.

(I pretended to be asleep, and she didn't notice.)

Watching my sweet lover's face while sleeping has become something I look forward to ever since we started dating.

(And I feel so relieved when her face is the first thing I see when I wake up.)

I hold her as she sleeps, and every morning I feel relief having her in my arms.

(I stay with you to make you happy, but before I knew it, you were the one who has made me the happiest.)

It first began when I noticed and called to her, who was so anxious and frightened, hoping to make her feel even a little more happy.

I had thought that when the happiest moment of a life had come, I would end it.

(But her happiness continues to be renewed, it grows every day, so that 'day' will never come.)

Part of me is relieved it won't come.

(If it does... I'll have to kill her to make it last forever.)

When she dies, my happiness will end at that moment.

(I hope it comes far later.)

Hopefully, her happiness will continue to be renewed until she grows old and reaches the end of her life.

Ellis: Without you, I feel useless.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slept, and her lips curled into a small smile again.

I'm sure I'll see more of her happiness in the future...

..but every time I encounter a moment I may not be able to see again, it's burned into my memory.

Waking up, saying good morning, laughing, sharing time together, sleeping in the same bed... those moments became the norm.

It makes me so happy that I get anxious because I don't want it to end.

Ellis: Because of you, I've become selfish.

I hope another morning comes where I can see her smiling face.

I hope we have a happy future where we can live together forever.

(So please.. you need to take responsibility for those thoughts.)

I wrap my legs around hers and rob her of her freedom.

She didn't look uncomfortable as I wrapped around her like thorns - instead her smile deepened.

Ellis: Stay with me always.. from now, and forever... always..

It was hopelessly beautiful, and I wanted to end it now, but...

Ellis: ... until I take your life with my own hands.

She was so adorable, I could look at her forever.

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When work was over, I called out to Jude, who walked ahead of me.

Ellis: Hey, if it's sunny tomorrow, can I take the day off?

Jude: Eh... what's the sun got on ya?

To save him from being annoyed, I told him about the lavender fields we were to visit on my birthday.

Ellis: I couldn't go then and I'd like to see it.

Jude: I thought ya were a hard worker or somethin' like that.

Jude: Well... guess there's no urgent matters to attend to tomorrow.

Ellis: Thank you, I'll do lots of work when I get back.

Jude: Ha, 'less it rains again.

Jude snorts and I tell him about the Stormglass I received.

Jude: ...So ya wake up 'n the bottle is clear, then you'll go out when it's sunny.

Ellis: Mm.... she was disappointed last time so now I want to take her with me there.

Jude: I don't give a damn what y'all talk about.

(Jude is so kind, he doesn't ignore me even if he talks like that.)

He seemed to be genuinely listening, so I continued to speak.

Ellis: She wanted to give me some lavender as a present.

Ellis: Since there's only green plants in my room, I thought it would be nice to have a little color.

Ellis: But why lavender specifically...

(I wondered if she liked lavender as her favorite.)

Jude stopped in front of a gelato shop.

Ellis: What is it?

In front of him, I saw the shop put out a limited-time menu.

Ellis: "Lavender gelato, limited item out now! The lavender flower is the symbol of happiness~"........

Jude: She really understands the language of flowers.

Jude laughed violently, and I turned my thoughts to her.

Ellis: I wonder if she already knew...

Jude: Hell if I know.

Jude: If ya wanna know, just ask her.

I cover my mouth as Jude starts walking again.

(What should I do... I really want to see you now.)

My body moved on its own, showing how desperate I was to see my lover who was waiting for me.

Jude: Na-?!

I ran away, leaving Jude behind.

Jude: Tch.. can't be helped.

-- back at the castle --

Kate: Ellis, welcome home!!

I arrived at the castle and upon searching for her, I heard a lovely voice from the garden.

Kate: Were you running? Wait bend down a little.

As I bend over, out of breath, she wipes away the sweat that formed on my forehead with a handkerchief.

Ellis: I ran home because I wanted to see you.

I grabbed her hand that still held the handkerchief and kissed the back of it.

She laughed as if it tickled.

Kate: Hehe.. I was waiting to see you too and thought I'd be happy to have you back sooner.

Ellis: Really?

Kate: Yes. Oh I have something I want to give you, please wait.

She goes deeper into the garden and then comes out holding a small potted plant.

Ellis: Is that.. lavender?

Kate: I was given some of the flowers that were blooming in the garden.

The purple flowers shared their scent across the breeze.

She narrowed her eyes at the relaxing scent.

Kate: Now you can use it to decorate your room.

I happily accepted the plant as she beamed.

Ellis: ....do you still want to go to the lavender fields?

Kate: ?

Ellis: I bought a day off from Jude for the next sunny day.

Ellis: We couldn't go on my birthday so I want to take you with me.

Ellis: I thought you'd be satisfied with that.

She blinked repeatedly at my words and shook her head in a panic.

Kate: Ah yes, I wanted to give you a present! And I wanted to go to the fields!

Kate: But you were so busy with work that I thought we won't be able to find a day.

Kate: So I'm super happy.

She's so cute as she smiles big and puts her hands on her cheeks to try to hide it.

I felt like teasing her a little.

Ellis: In the language of flowers, lavender means "happiness will come."

Kate: Huh?

Ellis: Kate, did you know that when you gave me this present?

Her face gradually turned red as I gazed at her, she was so beautiful and cute I couldn't help it.

Kate: ....Ellis, you prioritize my own happiness over yours right?

Kate: Since we started dating, things have changed a little, but I still feel like I'm the only one being made happy most of the time.

Kate: Even though I wanted to make you happy, I felt like it wasn't enough.

She then gently picked the flower.

Kate: That's why I thought going to the lavender field would bring you lots of happiness. I thought placing it in your room would make you even more happy.

Kate: ... I'm a bit embarrassed..

I love how she smiles shyly at me, with a flower pot in one hand.

Kate: ...Ellis?

Every time she laughed, the scent of lavender filled the air.

(She doesn't notice.)

Your existence is the very thing that brings me happiness.

(Happiness will come to me because Kate herself is happy.)

(If you come to meet me, that means happiness will come.)

Suddenly, an idea popped up.

(Tomorrow, I want to bring you a big bouquet of lavender and tell you my feelings.)

I wonder how she will react if I tell her what I'm thinking now, as she holds a huge bundle of flowers.

(You may laugh and be happy, or be moved to tears.)

I close my eyes, hoping for a tomorrow whose happiness I don't know yet.

Ellis: Hey, how happy are you now?

Please I-... have you noticed how much I wish this to be my ultimate, happiest moment?

Kate: I'm happy, but I'm sure I'll be even happier tomorrow!

A proud voice welled up.

(Ah... I love you so much, so much I can't help it.)

My chest tightens from the feeling of this maddening love, a feeling unlike anything I've felt before.

Ellis: I love you so much, Kate.

Kate: And I love you too Ellis.

The small hand on my back is warm and gentle, and for some reason my nose begins to sting.

As she pulls back, she reaches up and our lips touch.

With just the lightest kiss, we were so happy we laughed together.

The summer breeze carried the scent of lavender.

I'm sure - tomorrow, the day after that, and beyond...

My very own happiness, is in her form.

<- Part 3

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a/n: .... i am actually gone... this keeeeelled me /lh he is soo CUUUTEEEE when he gasped and covered his mouth cus he suddenly thought she was so cute and ran home to her HELP!!!!! his thoughts about giving her a big bouquet ELLIS you're after my heart. and the way the ending lines he says wraps up the whole meaning of the title of his event story? PHEWW

[themetaphorgirl]

where I've been

hello friends! it's me!

I know my presence has been really hit or miss over the past year and change. if you want the short version, life has just been really tough, but I'm at the point where I really want to feel like life feels more normal again, which includes writing and posting and being more active.

if you'd like the deluxe edition of what's been going on, I do feel like I want to share what's been happening. it's been really rough and the next steps are only going to be more difficult, so knowing I have friends rooting for me will really help.

you don't have to read if you don't want to, it's kind of a bummer! the biggest takeaway is that I've been going through a garbage time but I want to start writing regularly again, so hopefully you'll see a lot more of me moving forward.

everything else below the cut!

tw: pregnancy, pregnancy loss

okay so. y'all know I got married in December 2022 (and we are still very happily married!!). we've known from the getgo that we want a family, but hadn't quite pulled the trigger.

well, there was another situation that happened that made me realize that I really wanted to start trying now, but it also unlocked a really deep trauma. when I was 23 I was in a really horrible relationship, and I got pregnant. and I ended up miscarrying pretty early on. and I got zero support. that's the short version.

I ended up, I guess for my own sanity, blocking it out. there's big gaps in my memory that just. don't exist. and for a long time I told myself it didn't happen. later, when I acknowledged that it did happen, I told myself that it was for the best, that I would have been a bad mother at that point in my life, that I would have had to maintain contact with my ex, that it just wasn't the right time and it was a good thing that I lost my baby.

the problem was I never grieved. I never healed. it was all just locked away and festering and killing me slowly.

so I ended up spending a good part of last year grieving and trying to deal with pain that I should have dealt with years ago. which...let me tell you, it's a rough process.

and at the same time, I realized that I wanted to start trying. my whole life I've wanted to be a mom. I've wanted five kids for as long as I can remember. Every time I pictured the future I pictured children. And I didn't want to wait anymore. which...is extra complicated to start that process when you're also in the midst of unpacking trauma.

and as you might have guessed...I'm not pregnant yet.

I'm very lucky that my work has a great medical program and they don't have waiting periods to see fertility specialists, so I started seeing doctors last April. And there's nothing wrong. I've done bloodwork, I've done ultrasounds, I've done so many tests, Shane has been tested. We've done three medicated cycles with trigger shots. They can't find anything wrong. They keep shrugging and saying that it's just the matter of the right time.

Unexplained infertility is a bitch.

It's so painful. It's so unfair. And because of my job I'm constantly doing orders for pregnancy announcements and gender reveals and baby's first Christmas. I cannot tell you how many times I've run to the bathroom to cry because I just can't handle being surrounded by reminders that I'm not anybody's mother yet.

I'm currently on cycle 17 of trying. which. that on its own hurts so much. s e v e n t e e n.

we have to hold off on starting the next steps because Shane lost his job (which is another absolutely insane stressor) but he's in a new job that he loves and pays better, and I'm getting a referral for a new clinic for a second opinion. but it looks like we're going to move forward with IVF.

I'm very very lucky that my work will pay for a significant amount towards IVF, but there's still payments we have to make, so we're working on getting our ducks in a row. and it's a terrifying prospect. medications and egg retrieval (my first surgery ever) and transfers. and the crippling fear that they won't get enough eggs or none of them will fertilize or the transfer won't be successful. it's eating me away. I've been feeling like such a shell of myself, every failed cycle feels like another piece of me has faded away.

right now I'm trying to focus on getting myself in as healthy as a place as possible, emotionally and physically, before we start procedures. am I still hoping that I'll get pregnant without IVF? oh, desperately. but at this point, nearly a year and a half into trying, this is probably going to be our best bet.

so moving forward, I'm hoping I can start doing things that make me happy again. I've spent most of the past year and a half being incredibly depressed and not really doing anything other than laying around in bed. I did discover Lockwood & Co thanks to Maeve, and that's helped so much because it gave me something new to think about and fixate on (and write for), but it's still been rough and sporadic. which, actually, is a good describer of how the past year has gone. I need to get back into living again.

in the meantime thank you for everybody who's checked in on me, especially QuiddoDitto. I haven't really had the energy to message back, but I've seen the comments and messages and it's meant so much to me while I slog through this.

hopefully things will get better soon! hopefully I start feeling like a person again! hopefully I'll be writing and posting regularly because I miss it!

and hopefully there'll be a baby in my arms soon.

[thelastspeecher]

So today while driving for work I decided to put on some videos to listen to, and wound up listening to some videos about historic storms. I then decided to look for videos about the 2020 Midwest derecho (a horrible, horrible storm that got barely any national attention despite the devastation it caused). And that turned into me getting inspired to write Stan and Angie getting caught up in a derecho in Storm Chasers AU.

So, uh, here's that.

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                 Hail and rain pounded the roof of the Stormleymobile. This was supposed to be a typical severe thunderstorm chase, but Stan was starting to get the feeling that it might be a bit more. Not that he’d admit it. Angie looked out the window with a worried expression.

                 "It's awful ugly out there," she said warily.

                 "I've seen worse."

                 "It could get worse." Angie pointed at the trees lining the country road they were driving down. "Look at that! Look at how much they're bendin’!"

                 "I can't look if you want me to see where we're going," Stan said, rolling his eyes. He grinned. "Anyways, what's with all the concern? Are you afraid of a little wind?" he teased. "This is nothing, we're..." He trailed off as they watched a silo bounce across the road in front of them. "Shit, is this a tornado?"

                 "If it is, we ain't prepared," Angie said. Her voice ticked up in pitch. "We'd need to know its location to be safe and I don't have the foggiest where it could be!" The handheld two-way radio in the empty cupholder crackled on.

                 "I don't see any rotation on the radar," Fiddleford's voice said over the radio.

                 "What do ya see?" Angie asked as Stan quickly did a U-turn, speeding away from the now debris scattered path they had been taking.

                 "I ain't seen it before in person, but I recognize it from books. I think it's called a bow echo?"

                 "What the hell is a bow echo?" Stan asked. His knuckles were turning white holding the steering wheel in position against the winds.

                 "Bow echo..." Angie said. Her eyes widened. "Oh, shoot! This could be a derecho!"

                 "I really need to study up," Stan muttered to himself. "I can't keep asking vocabulary questions when we're in the middle of a chase."

                 "A derecho, well, super strong ones are s’pposed to be rare," Angie said. There was a loud crack and deafening crash. A massive pine tree collapsed by the side of the road, narrowly missing the car. "They have straight line winds, not rotation like a tornado."

                 "So they're not as bad?" Stan asked hopefully. Angie shook her head.

                 "They can have tornado or hurricane force winds. And some drop tornadoes, too."

                 "Y'all need to get to shelter," Fiddleford said firmly. Stan grimaced.

                 "For once, I agree with you," he said. Angie grabbed the map from the glove compartment and hurriedly began to unfold it. "We were prepared for a regular severe thunderstorm. Maybe a tornado or two. Not a- a landlocked hurricane!"

                 "There’s flash flood warnings poppin’ up,” Fiddleford said, sounding nervous. “A lot of rain is headin’ yer way.”

                 "More rain than we've already got?" Angie asked. She looked down at the map, then out the windshield, searching for road signs through the sheets of water.

                 "Visibility is already shit," Stan grunted. "If it gets any worse, we're gonna have to pull over and wait it out." Fiddleford let out a low whistle.

                 "It must be awful bad out there if yer willin’ to pull over."

                 "I don't wanna pancake against some semi in a whiteout, sue me!"

                 "Boys!" Angie scolded. She glanced at the map again. "Okay, we should be comin’ up on an intersection soon. Turn left."

                 "Got it." Stan sped through the stop sign without slowing down, but Angie didn't comment, too focused on finding them a route to safety. "Where exactly are you taking us?"

                 "That hotel we passed when we were gettin’ our bearings while we waited for the storm to hit. I wrote down the address."

                 "Why?"

                 "In case somethin’ like this happened and we needed shelter. It looked like a pretty sturdy building to me." Angie looked around. "It should be ‘round here somewhere..."

                 "I see it." Stan swerved into the parking lot outside the Holiday Inn Express. He parked the car and turned it off. Angie opened the door. Wind and rain roared, filling the interior of the car. Angie slammed the door shut behind her, her purse in her arms, and sprinted for the hotel. Stan grabbed his wallet and the radio, then followed suit.

                 When they entered the lobby, Stan couldn't help the amused snort that escaped him. People were clustered around the large windows of the lobby, watching the storm with fascination.

                 "Didn't y'all hear the sirens go off?" Angie asked the person closest to her.

                 "Yeah."

                 "And yer not shelterin’?"

                 "Whattaya mean? I'm inside!"

                 "Typical Midwest bullshit," Stan muttered under his breath. He followed Angie out of the lobby and into an interior hallway. Angie sat on the floor, leaning against the wall.

                 "You say that like yer not the kind of person to do the same exact thing," Angie said. Stan sat next to her.

                 "Sure, but when I do it, it's just me. One guy. Everyone in the hotel except us is standing right by the windows! I swear, there's something in the water or air or- or corn or whatever. Everyone around here seems to use the sirens as an alert to go outside."

                 "When ya grow up with it, it don't seem as scary as it should, I suppose," Angie said. She rested her head on Stan's shoulder. Her damp hair tickled his face. "Hopefully this will blow over ‘fore too long. I want to get back out there."

                 "Yeah." The radio crackled to life. "We got to shelter, don't worry."

                 "There ain't a force on Earth that can stop me worryin’," Fiddleford said. "But I'm glad y’all found somewhere to wait out the storm. Looks like ya have at least half an hour ‘fore it dies down to safe levels."

                 "Eh, we can occupy ourselves until then,” Stan said dismissively.

                 "Are ya goin’ to do some rescue type activities once it clears up?"

                 "That’s what I was thinking." Stan looked at Angie. Angie nodded. “Yeah, that’s the plan.” He scowled. "I kinda hate that we can’t do much for people that need to be patched up, though."

                 I didn't always feel that way, but after...

                 "You could get EMT training," Angie suggested. Stan looked at her in surprise.

                 "You don't need a medical degree for that?"

                 "No, you can get certificates in first aid and emergency medical whatnots without a full medical background," Fiddleford said. "I actually know a feller. Want me to ask him about classes for you?"

                 "...Yeah," Stan said after a moment. "Yeah, talk to him about what I need. Make sure you tell him all I've got is a high school diploma."

                 "I'm sure we can work somethin’ out with that. I'll call him. Let me know when you head back out or if yer sit’ation gets pear-shaped ‘fore then."

                 "You got it." Stan set the radio on the floor. Angie smiled at him. "What?"

                 "I think it's sweet that you want to learn how to help people."

                 "Nah, it's all self-serving," Stan said dismissively. "I'm sick of needing you to explain fancy long words. I want to be able to explain some to you." Angie chuckled.

                 After a few minutes sitting in silence, Angie's breathing steadied. Stan looked at her. She was asleep.

                 Might as well get some shuteye of my own. Stan closed his eyes. With the pounding of the rain and the howling of the wind, he drifted off in record time.

[jj0latunji]

Dear Diary - KSI Imagine

Here's another imagine from Wattpad for y'all to read and hopefully like , send in any requests you have and I'll get to writing.

Here's JJ looking great in a suit oooooh.

January 19th 2020

9:45 p.m

London, England.

Dear Diary,

It finally happened, we finally broke up . I'm heartbroken don't get me wrong but I knew it was coming when he started getting distant.

I just walked into his apartment, ended things , wished him well and left. Funny thing is he didn't even realise it was my birthday today, imagine my boyfriend of 5 years didn't remember my birthday because he was too busy working on a YouTube video.

I do feel sad but not as sad as I should be considering I've ended this long relationship. I think it's just not set in fully yet , maybe it will when I wake up alone in bed tomorrow, when I have no one to share my breakfast with , no one to cuddle with when the apartment gets too cold . I just hope that when it sets in , it's not too bad .

I just want to forget everything about him and what we had and hopefully move on. I think I can do it but let's see.

I'll write to you again tomorrow and let you know how I'm feeling cause your the only one that I can talk to now about my feelings.

Love you Diary

Y/N signing off

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March 1st 2020

10:43 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

I've been such a mess. I knew people said breakups would be hard but I didn't know it would be this hard. All I do is sit around the apartment and cry. Even Talia said I've been crying too much and that's when I realised that I've been crying all the time cause Talia usually cries a lot too.

She asked me if she could move in with me for a while since there was some work to be done for her apartment but I know it's probably because she wants to make sure I don't do something drastic.

I hate being this emotional and feeling like I'm a burden to others. Imagine being the livewire of the group, the one always having fun and making jokes and now you can't seem to even crack a smile. That's how I feel.  Everything reminds me of him. I just want to be better and I'm trying and I hope with Talia here to talk and get advice from I'll be better.

I promise to be better

See you tomorrow, Talia will be here so hopefully it's a much more happy day.

Love you Diary,

Y/N signing off

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April 13th 2020

4:31 a.m

Ibiza, Spain

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Dear Diary,

I finally feel better, feel more like myself. Who knew all it would take was Talia's cooking and care and a trip away with my girls.

Today is the last day for us at the resort and we've had an amazing day. Gee and Freya got me some stuff from when they went shopping and this one top OMG it's so pretty.

I've been lighter on the drinks today after last night's debacle. But hey atleast we got some drinks on the house today because the guy I made out with turned out to be a bartender.

I felt guilty about the kiss but the girls said I was single and had nothing to worry about , but there's still that small voice in me that says different. Anyways I just maintained some distance with him and just awkwardly smiled when he tried hitting on me again. I'm really out of touch with the flirting game :(

Anyways we're going back home tomorrow morning and I'm glad Talia talked me into coming on this trip , I needed this.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

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April 21st 2020

12:48 a.m

London , England

Dear Diary,

You won't believe this but I GOT THE PARIS JOB. OMG I'M SO HAPPY I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF.

This has been such a dream and I'm glad they asked again after I rejected them last time. I probably should have gone the previous time itself seeing how mine and JJ's relationship turned out. I put my dreams on hold for him but he couldn't.... Anyways forget about him.

I leave for Paris in a month and have to work there for about a year and then I can return here and continue to design. Talia and the girls were overjoyed with the news but then we all started crying thinking about how we would be apart.

The girls want to organise a party before I go so I can properly say goodbye to everyone and I agreed. Nothing bad can happen at a party right.

But I'm so excited.....PARIS BABYYYYYYY.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

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May 7th 2020

04:23 a.m

London , England

Dear Diary ,

I had so much fun at the farewell party that the girls organised. They invited basically every single friend I had in London and miraculously everyone showed up to bid goodbye.

I caught up with so many people and even enjoyed a free Talia Mar concert in which she performed all my favourite songs of hers , that girl is so talented I hope she gets her big break soon. Simon and Tobi stood with me the entire night asking me if I needed anything , both of them are like the brothers I never had , hell the Sidemen are the family I never had and I'm so glad these guys are part of my life. I owed a lot to them and I'm glad we stayed friends even after my breakup with JJ...

Talking of JJ, I saw him tonight for the first time since the breakup. He seemed to be taking it well , and since this is my little secret vault I can tell you that he looked good too. But I didn't have that urge to run into his arms and cling onto him forever, I think I'm finally over him and seeing him tonight assured me that there was almost no feelings at all towards him. It felt freeing almost.

After the party  , me and Talia came back home and ate leftovers before she went to sleep tired as all hell and so am I so I'm going to get some rest too and start packing from tomorrow.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off

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May 28th 2020

9:36 p m

Paris , France.

Dear Diary,

I finally made it to PARIS and OMG I'm so excited I couldn't even start explaining to you of how I'm feeling.

I bid goodbye to all my friends at the airport and took the flight here and just reached the apartment the company got me a couple of hours ago. Again I'm only telling you this cause you are my secret vault, JJ wasn't at the airport to say goodbye and a part of me was hoping he would turn up like Ross in F.R.I.E.N.D.S and like we would have a fairytale moment but he didn't turn up and I boarded my flight.

I mentally kicked myself for having expectations from JJ again cause I know he'll always let me down. I NEED to get over him and the best thing is maybe to get someone new to love and cherish...... I've been here for a day and let me tell you the options are limitless.

I'm staying with another girl named Sophia, she's German and a few years younger than me. She seems really fun , like a German version of Freya almost. She made me dinner and had my room ready for me when I arrived. She's such an angel.

I need to report for the job tomorrow morning so I'm going to eat dinner and get some rest.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

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June 15th 2020

12:43 p.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I've had such a fun day. Sophia took me out to one of her favourite bars and decided to get me some action if you know what I mean.

But she went away and got herself someone she liked which left me sitting with the man's friend. He was pretty though so I decided to give him a chance.

I had an amazing time with the friend though, his name's Charles and he said he was a driver or something. I wasn't concentrating on his job resume cause I was too busy lost in his green eyes which seemed he got directly from his native of Monaco.

The both of us talked until we were literally pulled apart by his friends, apparently he has an early day tomorrow and should be asleep. I quickly wrote him my number on a piece of paper and passed it to him though before he was escorted out of the bar.

I'm just waiting for him to message me now but that's unlikely given he's probably already asleep or who knows he might have even lost my number. I hope he messages me though I kinda liked him.

OMG he just messaged me and asked me out this weekend.... Looks like I have plans to make and outfits to choose.

See you tomorrow though Diary,

Y/N signing off

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June 19th 2020

3:54 a.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

You will not believe this. Wait let me explain it to you from the start.

Me and Charles went out for dinner at one of Paris' finest restaurants and I was having an amazing time and really having fun until we were interrupted by a bunch of teenage girls asking Charles for a photo and autograph.

Turns out he isn't some random driver, HE'S A FUCKING F1 SUPERSTAR.

He took the pictures and we quickly got out of there as our pictures were all over Twitter and people were trying to find out who I was. I'm sure they'll have figured out by the morning and that scares me... I've just got done dealing with JJ's fans and now I have another huge fandom on my ass.

I loved the date though, Charles was a gentleman and dropped me back at my place and asked me out for another date but somewhere more private and I agreed.

He's also like 4 years younger than me which made me feel old despite only being 26 , but he said that was no problem and he usually did date girls older than him.

It was also JJ's birthday today.... He's 27 and all of my friends had posted about it on their stories and on Twitter. The entire morning I debated on sending him a message but eventually decided against it , not wanting to open wounds again.

I hope he's well though....He looks well.

Anyways see you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off

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July 20th 2020

10:36 p.m

Paris, France

Dear Diary,

Today was Charles last day here before he had to go back to his racing calendar. He promised to stay in touch and promised to get me to come to one of his races.

I am a little scared watching him go, long distance is never a good idea especially so early in a relationship. I didn't even know if we were in a relationship. We went on loads of dates , enjoyed ourselves and everything. His fans think we are dating, our friends think we are dating, but we still hadn't put a label on things and I was kinda glad we hadn't.

I can only hope this works out cause I've really taken a liking to Charles, something I thought I could never do again.

I'm going to drop him off at the airport tomorrow and then go to work and hopefully get that promotion I was promised. I was also free for a few days next week so I was also planning to go back home with Sophia and meet my friends again.

We'll see what happens though, for now I need to go join Sophia and help her with some work.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N signing off .

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August 14th 2020

6:23 a.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

The comeback party was amazing. I introduced Sophia to all the Sidemen and the Sidegirls. She's taken a special interest in Tobi and I'm hoping they get together cause they would be an amazing couple.

I caught up with everyone including JJ. He had a new girlfriend, her name iwas Olivia. Nice girl from what I could see and everyone seemed to like her. Good for him I guess.

All the boys were also very interested in my love life seeing I was dating THE Charles Leclerc. Yeah dating , Charles asked me out a few days ago and made things official and I was happy.

Me and the group talked all night long, dancing along to some tunes as we drank the night away. I missed this and I'm glad I could have a taste of old times again.

Sober Tobi drove Talia, Sophia and me back to my old apartment and I even caught Tobi slyly passing his number to Sophia.

As soon as we got in Talia started asking me if I was okay with JJ's new relationship , cause apparently I was staring.... I didn't feel like I was staring.

Okay I was a little but not at them but at JJ , he hadn't taken down the picture of us together from the common room and I was a little confused by it. Was he holding on to the memories or does he consider it so unimportant that he just let it be.

Maybe I was thinking too much into it , it's just a damn picture.

I've moved on and so as he , I don't want to start all that again.

Anyways I'm tired as hell but I promised to write something today.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off.

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September 6th 2020

11:34 p.m

Monza, Italy.

Dear Diary,

I finally came out to Italy to see one of Charles' races . Apparently it's the home race for his team Ferrari and OMG everywhere I saw only red which was the team colors.

The race didn't go well for Charles, he crashed out and didn't even finish the race and was extremely pissed off , but his best friend Pierre winning did cheer him up a little.

Today was the first time I saw how much people actually adored Charles, most of them had his mask on and I saw flags celebrating him everywhere and he couldn't walk a couple of steps before being stopped for pictures and autographs.

We had to get a hotel away from the centre of town cause we didn't want to be stampeded as soon as we left our rooms. The view from the balcony is amazing though and I took loads of pictures which again sent social media in a frenzy as all the Charles fangirls either wanted to be me or get rid of me.

Me and Charles went out for dinner and finally got to talk about how distance was affecting our relationship. It was extremely hard to find time with both our busy schedules, but we promised to try as hard as we could to manage things.

Vik was also at the race today along with Ellie who caught me up on all the gossip in the friend group. Apparently Sophia had really interested Tobi and JJ was newly single again, something about not finding love or something. Sucks to be him I guess.

Anyways I'm heading back to Paris tomorrow and Charles is going to Singapore. Back to the normal routine I guess.

See you back in Paris Diary,

Y/N signing off.

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September 7th 2020

4:51 a.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I went to see JJ perform today, yeah shock but I was basically hoodwinked into it by Sophia and Talia who told me it was someone else performing.

I was glad I went cause I saw the girls and boys again and truth be told even enjoyed the performance.....he always loved performing live and it showed.

He even came over after the performance and personally thanked me for coming and I was quite taken aback. It was something I never expected him to do , he's too stubborn to do that but he did and I was kinda happy about it.

We all then went out for dinner and I was sat at the end just checking my phone to see if Charles responded to my texts. Things were really dry between us with all the time zone differences and I knew the road down which this relationship was heading, I am just trying to delay the inevitable.

Everyone kept asking me about Charles and I just kept saying everything was good when it is not.

All of us are going to Disneyland tomorrow for a day and I can't wait for it. I've always loved Disneyland and it was one of mine and JJ's favourite vacation spots.

So I'm going to get some sleep, see you later diary,

Y/N signing off

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December 16th 2020

11:34 p.m

Paris, France

Dear Diary,

Well I'm single again..... Yeah but this time it's mutual. Things were just not working out and we decided it was better to stay friends. Charles and I were still young and had our entire lives in front of us and didn't want to hold on to something that was clearly not build for the long term. I enjoyed this relationship but alas all things come to an end.

Everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay and I say I am cause I truly am. I'm nowhere near as sad as I was last time. Last time was hell , last time was like losing the best thing in my life.

Enough of the sob story, I'm going back to London for Christmas and New Year, I was invited by JJ.... Yeah JJ. We've been talking and texting like a couple of friends since his Paris show and it's been nice.

I'm almost complete with my work for this year so I might even go to London a little earlier depending on whether my boss let's me go, but she's a sweetheart so she probably will.

The next time I write to you will probably be in London.

So see you then Diary,

Y/N signing off

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January 1st 2021

4:34 a.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

You will not believe this..... I kissed JJ. Well more like we kissed each other but we kissed as the clock struck 12 which means we didn't break the tradition.

It was nice.... I don't know how to explain it but it was nice. We've been talking a lot more and Talia thinks we're on our way to getting back together but I think it's more that we're just good friends now..

But good friends don't kiss each other on the balcony under the starry night do they... Fuck I'm going to be thinking about this a whole lot.

Do I want these doubts in my mind or do I just go on with my life as usual cause it doesn't matter.

Moving on.... I can literally hear Sophia and Tobi making out in the room next to me , very horny people I must add .

Anyways I must go sleep now. I'll see you soon Diary.

Y/N signing off.

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May 28th 2021

9:45 p.m

Paris , France

Dear Diary,

I'm done with all my packing and getting ready to go back to London. The office held a little sending away party for me and Sophia. Yeah I somehow convinced my boss to send Sophia with me to London too and she politely accepted.

I need to leave for my flight in a couple of minutes but I decided to write to you before leaving.

I laugh looking back at my year here. So much has happened. I had so much fun at my dream job , had a fling with a famous F1 driver , made a new friend for life and made up with my ex. So much good things have happened.

So thank you for all this Paris.

Tu as été très bon avec moi

Anyways see you in London Diary,

Y/N signing off.

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June 19th 2021

11:57 p m

London, England

Dear Diary,

It's JJ's birthday again and we all celebrated it together out at dinner and afterwards at his place. We all had a fun time, he's 28 now and that's CRAZY. Cause that's the age that we wanted to get married at , you know slow things down and start a family age.

He pulled me away from everyone for a chat too and asked me out for a date . I said I would think about it. I want to go , trust me I WANT TO GO but I don't know if going down that road again is for the best. All the girls think it's for the best and so do all the boys but I still have my doubts.

You know what I'll give it a try. Nothing can go wrong after a date can it.

I'll message him and tell him yes , we'll go on a date. If it's good okay and if it's not then that's okay too.

I'm hoping it goes well though eventhough to others it seems like I don't want it to go well.

I hope JJ suprises me and things work out.

See you soon Diary,

Y/N signing off.

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September 7th 2023

10:43 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

We finally got married. I'm finally Y/N Olatunji.

Everything went perfectly. Like not 1 problem came up , it seemed like a fairytale.

I cried a lot during the day. Cried while putting on the dress, cried while walking down the aisle with Simon , cried while JJ read out his vows. It was amazing all throughout the ceremony.

These past 3 and a half years have been such a rollercoaster. Us breaking up , me moving to Paris, both of us getting in new relationships, then getting back together, all the trips away , all the new memories made.

It's been amazing and there's no one in the world that I would want by my side than my husband JJ..... Damn my husband like he's MY HUSBAND. I've been dreaming about this for almost 7-8 years now but it still feels surreal.

Like I'm sat here in my room and looking at him and I can't believe he's mine to hold forever. I love him so much and I'm so thankful for going out on that date in 2021.

I'm thankful for everything.

I'm going now and looking at the look in JJ's eyes , I can feel I'm in for the night of my life.

See you tomorrow Diary,

Y/N Olatunji signing off.

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December 25th 2028

10:45 p.m

London, England

Dear Diary,

We've just had the best Christmas ever. Me , JJ and Skye spend the whole day together, just the 3 of us celebrating together.

JJ wanted to make this Christmas special since we felt that this would be the first Christmas Skye would properly remember, she was just 4 but God she was smart.

We started the day by opening presets and just like always JJ had gone all out. He had brought all kinds of toys for Skye and some jewellery for me.

I brought him a matching bracelet that we could wear together all the time and he loved it.

We all then prepared the Christmas meal , well I did and JJ and Skye helped as much as they could. We ate then all cuddled together on the sofa and watched all our favorite Christmas films.

It was perfect... Just like my life was perfect and I couldn't be more thankful for JJ and Skye for making my life perfect. They were the perfect husband and daughter any one could ever ask for and I am blessed to have them in my life.

We also took loads of pictures to go into the memories album and loved every minute of the day.

Skye is now asleep, she was tired from playing around all day with her dad. I said JJ would be back in a minute after writing this entry.

He thinks it's cute that I still write in here but little does he know how much you've helped me over the years.

Thank you Diary and I hope I see you again soon,

Y/N Olatunji signing off

A/N

Hope you enjoyed this .

Idk how it came out but the idea seemed good in my head.

A new smut coming soon.

Send in requests if you have any

Love you all

Elora signing off ✌🏻

[gimme-a-man-after-midnight]

my royal roomie (part 2) *sneak peek*

Fandom: Aquaman

Pairing: Orm Marius x Reader

part 1:

https://www.tumblr.com/gimme-a-man-after-midnight/693273500438429696/my-royal-roomie-pt-1?source=share

Summary: After a few days of living under your roof, Orm gets to know the little surface dweller he's been stuck with. With time, a stormy night, and a bottle of wine, the prince learns that he has more in common with you than he may think.

Warnings: female reader, slow burn, cursing, mentions of past emotional abuse, divorced parents!reader, dead parent, comic lore inaccuracies

Author's Note:

Hi y'all! I know I'm just about 1.5 years late in making this part 2...but I really do appreciate the support being shown for this fic! I want to make note now that my writing style has changed a bit in the time I've been away, but I hope the story is still to your liking! I'm already drafting up ideas for part 3 and hopefully more parts in the future once I watch the second movie. Look forward to more work in the future, but for now here's a first look at the next chapter!

Arthur was done - so done.

The newly crowned Atlantean king had so much on his plate already, what with his upcoming engagement underway and him having an entire kingdom to look after. While he did appreciate his little brother feeling comfortable enough to call him at such an ungodly hour, the words the blond uttered made him want to pull his hair out. 

“I think I broke her - your human.”

“Bro, what?”

It was too fucking early for this. 

“Don’t call me - agh, nevermind - something’s wrong with your human and I’m not sure how to approach the situation. Is this really an environment you believe me to find enrichment from? My host is clearly on the brink of some sort of breakdown and I-”

“Wow, I never took you for someone that was so easily shaken, brother.”

Arthur’s poorly timed quip makes Orm stare back at the projection call with a blank face.

“First off, she’s not my human, she’s her own person. Second, what did you even do? She’s not one to just collapse on her own - although she is a serial overthinker and could definitely talk herself to an early grave...”

Orm, frustrated with his half-brother’s lack of support, rolls his eyes over the call.

“Okay, okay, but seriously. Something must’ve set her off or triggered her to react in a way. You sure you didn’t do anything?” 

“All I did was answer the door when she knocked. When she saw me at the entrance, she saw the sweater I was wearing and was overcome with emotion. That’s hardly my fault.”

Orm can see Arthur’s brows furrow in thought at the information, almost as if he’s assessing whether he’s been given the whole story or not.

“Well…where’d you get the sweater?”

“I hardly think that matters-”

“Just answer the question, bro-”

An exasperated grunt leaves Orm as he grips at the sheets beneath him in an attempt to contain himself. A part of him regretted bringing up the matter at all, communication with his half-brother being much too awkward to bear. 

“I got it from the wooden wardrobe inside of my chambers! It was much more practical to wear than the flimsy garb-”

“Shit,” Arthur cuts him off, the hologram shifting as the man rubs at his eyes. “The wooden wardrobe with vines on the sides?”

It was Orm’s turn to be taken aback, unsure of how he knew the detail from off the top of his head.

“Yes, that’s the one.”

A muffled sigh comes from Arthur’s end, the image changing again as the king shuffles out of bed quietly to not disturb a sleeping Mera.

“Listen, dude. It’s not my place to speak on her business like this, but all I can say is that the wardrobe - that room - holds a lot of memories that are painful for her. I know you didn’t mean to bring them up, but that wardrobe is off limits. Just try and apologize for now, but don’t pry.”

“But why should I-”

“Orm, seriously! I get it, you don’t like being there - that you’ve spent every day in your room ever since I dropped you off, but she’s been trying. She’s been doing everything she can to get you out of your shell and you’re not giving back anything. There has to be some give here, and that can start with you saying sorry.” 

Orm was surprised by the fact that Arthur knew of his daily whereabouts already, undoubtedly asking you for updates in him. However, what surprised him the most was that even though you have seemingly complained to his half brother, you never once suggested kicking him out - never demanded he leave your house and have Atlantis deal with him. You truly were a peculiar little thing. 

“...fine. But don’t expect me to continue such niceties with her.”

A belly laugh could be heard from the over the call, surely out of amusement for the prince's unwavering coldness.

“Good. Now hang up, you disrupted my beauty sleep.”

With a scoff, Orm presses on the green gem of his wristlet and heads off to the direction of your bedroom.

[hgejfmw-hgejhsf]

Fic Writer Interview

So I decided to snag this from @sparklepocalypse and fill it out because I'm cozy on my couch on New Year's Eve and fighting off a nap like a grumpy toddler. I'm actually fairly certain I've done this one before, now that I think about it, but oh well. The numbers are different since last time, so...

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

60, apparently! 61 being posted later today!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

178,579

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Ghosts

Do we still have forever

Volume Control

Retaliation

Modification to the map of you

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

I respond to each and every comment that I receive. I try very hard to leave a personalized message for each person, but no matter what, even if it's just a "thank you," I will always respond! Even if it takes me some time!

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

To this day, the angstiest ending is Darkest before the dawn, which ends with hope, even if it doesn't end with an actual resolution. It's during canon, so the reader know what happens next.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

I think my most recent Christmas fic, Oh what a laugh it would have been, has probably now overtaken one of my previous fics for overall happiest ending!

7. Do you write crossovers?

I haven't yet, but I'm absolutely open to it given the write parameters!

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I haven't yet, and I hope I never do, although I know that the internet can be a wild place.

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

If you'd asked me back in July of this year, I would have said that I primarily write fade to black. Since then, I've written ridiculous amounts of smut. I'm still learning about various kinks I'd like to write about, because I don't want to just write without knowledge of the act itself, but I'm wading into the smut-verse now. I'd say the water's up to my knees, at this point. Got a ways to go.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, not that I've been made aware of, but I think it would be so neat.

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

I haven't but catch me and @thinkof-england cowriting something amazing now that the new year has arrived.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Y'all are gonna need to sit down for this. I don't think you're ready. Deep breath in. Hold it. Now let it out slowly. Calm your mind. Are you ready? Okay because I know this is going to come as a shock to you when I say that it's FirstPrince.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

A Star Trek fic with Jim Kirk x an OC. I started it back in the spring and then RWRB happened and now it's just languishing away in my docs at just shy of 18,000 words.

15. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told that I have realistic dialogue, so I'll count that as a strength. I also think I'm pretty skilled at metaphors. Love a good metaphor.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

The description of surroundings, including clothing and scenery. I feel like I don't do enough of this sometimes, and I'm trying to better at painting a proper picture.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I've done so! Lots and lots of research and consultation with native speakers to confirm accuracy.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Pirates of the Caribbean, apparently.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

There isn't really one out there. I'm super content with the permanent campsite I've built in FP land. Hopefully I'm allowed to hang out there for quite some time.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

How am I supposed to pick a favorite out over 60 fics?!

I suppose if I absolutely HAD to pick right now, right this second, I'd say Ghosts, because the prompt for it as my first ever reader-submitted prompt on a comment from another fic. The reader enjoyed my fic so much that they asked if I'd write another, and Ghosts it what came of that interaction. I loved writing it and sharing it not just with that reader but with the fandom as a whole.

Gonna post my tag list for anyone who wants to participate!

@adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @duchessdepolignaca03 @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @indomitable-love @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @kiwiana-writes @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @ninzied @priincebutt @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @roseharpermaxwell@ships-to-sail @songliili @ssmtskw @statueinthestonetoo @stereopticons @suseagull04 @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells@user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew 

[super-ion]

So I've spent quite a bit of mental energy the last couple days on character creation for an upcoming Pathfinder game (as I do). So of course, in true Char fashion I had to throw a drabble together to get into her head (directly inspired by a scene by @the-sword-lesbian for her character).

She's a half orc inventor with a fighter flavor. She's 6'6" and built like a tank. She's a nerd with special interests. Her dump stats are wis and cha.

***

They spot her in the back of the seedy tavern. She's hunched over a table surrounded by an array of incomprehensible tools. Half a meal sits forgotten on the edge of the table. Her brow is furrowed in concentration and she chews on her bottom lip as her fingers work at the clockwork before her.

The lead bounty hunter casts a look at the barkeep, who frowns and disappears into the kitchen. A few of the more observant patrons clear out and the remainder soon follow.

Not her though, she's too busy. She is absolutely completely focused at the task at hand.

She's big, she is half orc after all, but she has a roundness to her cheeks, a softness in her shoulders. She has a few faint scars, maybe broke her nose once, but that all might just be from lab accidents. She gives off the air of an academic type, some well fed student who got too many ideas about adventure in her head.

“Akhana Greystone?”

“Huh?” she replies, jumping slightly at the interruption.

She peers at them through light brown eyes, almost golden. One of the hunters, the newbie, decides the color reminds him of when there are storms high in the mountains and the river is fully saturated with the high desert silt.

Another of the hunters notes the ribbons woven into the messy braid of dark hair, bright pink and purple. She's brought in a few marks in her career and has never seen anything so frivolous.

This job is guaranteed easy money.

The mark makes an awkward smile at the three of them, not entirely sure who to address.

“Uh… yeah, Akhana. That's me,” she replies. “Y'all need any tinker work done or anythin? I'm kind of between jobs right now, but I'm not above a little bit o’ freelance if it keeps my belly full.”

She looks at them hopefully for a moment before her smile slips at their expressions.

The leader glances back at his more seasoned companion with a raised eyebrow, silently asking if this is the right person. She frowns dubiously as she nods.

“I had a pretty good gig goin’ for a spell there,” she nervously continues, starting to ramble as she returns her attention to her work. “Gunrunning and all that. Lotta time to be alone in my head to think about designs and it pays a might bit better’n working the forges. Hurts a lot less than the fightin’ ring too. But of course, somebody had ta go and ruin it. Jerk wanted a cut of the money, like we're some kind of criminal enterprise, if you can believe that! Okay, I mean, yeah, it's technically illegal and everything, but it's not like we we're doing anything wrong, ya know? Just gettin’ supplies out to good honest folk tryin’ ta eek out a living out in the wild. So what if some of those supplies just happened to be black powder weapons of dubious provenance? I tell ya what though, Ma ain't to happy about my face being on a wanted poster, her bein’ a former marshal ‘n all that…”

She trails off, perhaps realizing that she effectively just offered a confession to a trio of strangers. She looks around the room and seems surprised to find it empty. She squints at the three of the bounty hunters in turn, sizing them up.

“Aw heck,” she says. “You fella’s are here about the bounty, ain't ya?”

The leader gives a curt nod.

“Come in quietly,” he says. “Nobody has to get hurt. It'll be easier for all of us.”

She runs her tongue along one of her tusks, considering for a moment.

“Nah,” she says finally and returns to her work, slipping the last few gears and pieces of wires into the gauntlet.

The bounty hunters exchange a baffled glance.

“Ma'am-”

She holds up a finger to silence him. She clicks a mechanism shut and spins a dial, listening intently to some unknown response. She gives a quick nod, apparently satisfied, she starts packing up her tools.

The leader clears his throat.

“Ma'am, we're here for the bounty on your head-”

“Yeah, I know,” she interrupts. “I heard ya. Answer’s still no.”

Only after the last tool is carefully placed in its place does she uncurl herself from her hunched posture. As she squares her shoulders and cracks her neck, the hunters realize that what they mistook for softness is actually a healthy layer of padding over solid muscle.

The hunter on the left, the newbie, takes a nervous step back.

She slips the gauntlet on her wrists. Something clicks and whirrs. There's a spark and a tiny puff of blue smoke from the gauntlet.

She grins, her eyes filling with a manic sort of delight.

[purecommemasolitude]

outsiders week 2024 progress report to hold myself accountable

Sunday, Nov 3 - "gang" or "Ponyboy"

already chosen the fic for this one, it's the one i've been working on for the longest (literally since at least june last year) and i am soo close to being done. there's just one exchange i need to refine because i'm not satisfied with it. but it's book-verse about ponyboy after the track tryouts the same year as everything goes down* not getting the placement he wants and finding a moment of understanding with darry about it because darry's the only one who #gets it. this fic was spun out of that one line in the book where ponyboy says soda never got the importance him or darry placed on athletics

*when i was combing the book to figure out the timeline of track/what grade he was in there was a) never a concrete answer b) a lot of things that could be interpreted in conflicting ways, so i just went with he's a sophomore who was on the track team last year and track tryouts happen in like may or whatever

Monday, Nov 4 - "gold" or "Cherry"

there is a fic already started that's hopefully going to be the one for this day, but also it's probably gonna be long and it's an exploration of musical!cherry's turmoil after bob dies seeing the witch hunt against the greasers (basically it's inspired by the fact that she takes her promise ring off after JFT and not after the break up) and i want to try and do my vision™ justice instead of rushing it so this may not be done in time we'll see. if it's not done i may extract the bit where she finds out about two-bit's jumping from marcia and just post that because it's the part closest to being completed

Tuesday, Nov 5 - "rumble" or "Sodapop"

so i have two started but incomplete fics that could go for this day. one is following musical!soda & darry at home in tulsa while ponyboy is out in windrixville. it's probably my first choice, but this one is also an i don't want it to rush and lose some of its potential in the writing process so we'll see. the other one is a stevepop fic that's largely centered around sodapop's queerness (it's basically a 5 + 1 of members of the gang realizing/revealing that they know that he's not straight. evie is in it with her and steve as each other's beards and she's the catalyst for soda's own realization that he likes men)

Wednesday, Nov 6 - "hair grease" or "Darry"

fic chosen and started for this one too! (this is what i was up until like 2:00 yesterday working on 🤪) it's musicalverse again and it's gonna follow a possible explanation for why darry's called darrel now, aka him slowly transitioning to going by darrel after the death of their parents and the reasoning and rationale for that change

Thursday, Nov 7 - "rodeo" or "Bob"

...okay for this one i truly have no idea. i want to keep it vaguely on-theme for the prompts even if i end up not following them, but the two other soc-related fics i have simmering are ones that i want to also not rush and really make sure they're the best i can get them (asian!paul exploration and marbit's journey post-book) so probably not those two tbh. two ideas that i have are snapshots of various characters reacting to his death, though i haven't picked a universe for that yet, or something following the non-character prompts for once and maybe some of the characters as kids at a rodeo? i'll be honest the only rodeo experiences i've had that i can really remember are riding the docile horses on like a real-horse carousel so basically i'd just be planting outsiders characters into that experience

it is also possible that i'll end up with nothing (midterms go crazy), in which case i'll post my backup that is semi-completed, a whooole bunch of outsiders characters recreated in this picrew

Friday, Nov 8 - "tuff" or "Dally"

this one is not only decided upon but finished if y'all can believe it. i might make some revision edits before i actually post it but this one is a product of me going insane over the course of three days and writing a character exploration of dally on the train tracks delving into his relationship throughout his life with suicidal ideation

Saturday, Nov 9 - "vacant lot" or "Johnny"

unfortunately once again no idea lads. actually i lied there is something but it doesn't follow any of the prompts very much so we'll see. following the prompts i have no idea, most i've got is maybe a short thing about johnny some quiet night in the vacant lot (both prompts in one fell swoop). maybe he's looking at the stars idk. if it's the other one, which could also function as a backup for any of the days, it's a sickfic about two-bit that's actually just an excuse to write two-bit appreciating his mom. the google doc for that one is called sick TB mother appreciation to illustrate how central that is to the fic

if you've read all the way to the end hello 👋 and feel free to send any thoughts or questions my way! i need to lock in and start hustling on these soon and interaction is always a great way to improve willpower

[vegapunk-aurora]

Can someone please just say the Ask Tales blog is permanently closed? It honestly hurts to look back at it with even the slightest optimistic glimmer of hope.

Hi Anon,

I'll go ahead and field this, IDK if any of my fellow former ToA mods got this message as well or not but hey, I was kind of unofficially looked to as the Owner so it's on me either way.

The short answer is yes, it is safe for you and anyone else still wondering to consider Tales of Answers over. All of us mods, while we still keep in touch, have largely moved on to other projects and gotten much busier in our personal lives, to the point where even with all hands on deck maintaining the blog at the rate we did at its peak is unfeasible.

It's also a matter of loss of interest. I still love a lot of these characters and I had a blast getting into their heads while it lasted but my interest in the Tales series as a whole has waned significantly since those days, and I think I speak for the whole ToA moderation team when I say that. Part of it is we agree that there is/was an overall severe decline in the series' writing quality for a while, but it's also just that naturally people move in and out of interests as their lives go on. Our hearts aren't in it anymore to the extent that we could produce content for this fandom with any kind of consistency and quality, and it wouldn't be fair to us or anyone who remembers our work fondly if we tried to go back to it without the passion we had when the thing started. Or, worse, start using ChatGPT or some bullshit. Honestly, that had already faded pretty significantly by the time we put a pause on the project, which was most of why we did it in the first place.

On that note, there was also a lot of Fandom Drama and toxicity to deal with back then. I've been somewhat disconnected from the wider Tales Fandom for the past several years so I don't know if it's cooled off, but at the time it was pretty exhausting to be entrenched in. For what it's worth, I don't think we were completely devoid of fault in any fandom drama that ensued, and I apologize if we ever did anything particularly incensing to anyone reading this.

In any case, I will say that yes, Tales of Answers is considered closed by its former moderation team. We consider passing it on to new mods out of the question, as it was a personal project by a group of friends and we don't really want to pass it to someone we don't know and can't guarantee would operate it in line with our own views and wishes. However, the good news is that there's absolutely nothing stopping someone else from starting a new Tales mailbox blog and taking up our mantle themself! In fact, if anyone is interested in doing so, please feel free to make use of all our character animations, which you can find on the blog itself. Most of those weren't even made by us, it was kind of a free for all to begin with.

Will we ever return in ANY capacity? Hard to say and I wouldn't count on it. For my part, I've considered occasionally popping in to make little unprompted skits whenever the inspiration strikes, but as y'all can see, said inspiration hasn't struck significantly enough in the past eight years to actually do it. Maybe I will some day, if any of the other mods still attached to the blog want to they're invited to as well. We're probably not gonna open the mailbox back up, though. Sorry.

ANYWAY now that I've disappointed everyone, if for some reason you still want to keep an eye on whatever I'm doing, I'm pretty inactive here these days. You can find me on Twitter (for however long it takes for Muskrat to kill it) at @aceofplaces, or on CoHost at @vegapunk-aurora. I have a lot of little projects I don't talk much about in public brewing in the background, hopefully some day I'll have one congeal enough to actually be worth sharing.

Now go, be free. Thanks for holding a candle for us for so long and sorry for making you do it for nothing, it is sincerely pretty validating to know this weird little shitpost factory my friends and I made when I was in high school ended up meaning something to somebody even now. Take care of yourself.

-Aurora (formerly Mod Ace)

[solarlunarstarz]

fake coworker anon here!! just wanted to pop by and ask how are y'all? :DD

HI FAKE COWORKER ANON OH MY GOSH ,, this ask got WAY buried underneath so many requests and i only just saw it when i was going through to finally update our inbox check D:

we're good! if i can be very honest, we hit a pretty rough patch in terms of a lot of things, which is why this blog was put on hold for so long :P things are a little better these days, though! hoping to be able to work on this blog for a lot longer now, hehe...

hopefully you see this, anon! tell me about how you're doing in return!! i've missed just talking to anons like this :P

[hrina]

We've talking about everything with hatefuck harry but y/n giving him oral which id wanna know how that would go about cause it's so intimate and i don't think it'd happen in the moment of an angry escapade, I think they'd have to be going really slow and sweet for that to even come up. Maybe Harry's in another funk and she feels bad so she helps him out and just being overall nice

OH DAMN MAYBE!! I’M GONNA MAKE THIS A CONTINUATION OF THIS BLURB HERE xx

Neither of you have mentioned it since it happened.

You seem to be doing just fine. You carry on with your life as though everything is fine and dandy, never gracing him with a second glance whenever you walk into the room. He passes you a few times whilst you’re chatting with someone, and it seems as though he’s practically invisible to you. For you, nothing seems to have changed.

But Harry…

Harry’s dying.

Your words ring in his head, echoing in his ears on a constant loop whenever he tucks himself into bed at night. It makes him groan, roll over, and clutch a pillow aggressively against his chest (he’ll never admit it, but he sometimes loosens his grip on it after a while, letting himself imagine that it’s you he’s got wrapped up in his arms instead).

And the fact that you’ve seem to have forgotten the encouraging talk you’d given him that day in the studio? It makes him feel like he’s drowning. The juxtaposition is comedic, really: his lungs are filling with oxygen, yet, for some unknown reason, he’s simultaneously unable to breathe.

He’s out with some friends on a chilly Friday night, slightly buzzed from having downed a few beers, when he realizes that he can’t fucking take it anymore.

He’s pushing his chair back, rushing out of the bar, keeping his head down as cameras flash in his face. He’s opening the door of the sleek black vehicle that’s pulled up, he’s sliding onto the leather seats, he’s mumbling a few key syllables to his driver before letting loose a few words of thanks. He’s waiting, drumming his fingers anxiously on his leg as streetlights and other cars pass by on the road.

And then he’s knocking on your door.

The look on your face when you see him is completely and utterly priceless. Harry would laugh if he wasn’t so wrapped up in his own thoughts at the moment.

“Harry?” you ask, your brow crinkling adorably, “What are you doing here? How’d you even get my–?”

“Want yeh,” he cuts you off. He places one hand against the doorway to keep himself from slipping and falling flat on his face. He’s tipsy, you can tell, but beneath the frivolous intoxication dilating his pupils, you can see the sincerity clouding his eyes.

“I–what?” you’re shocked, stepping back in surprise and folding your arms over your chest. You suddenly feel very exposed, wearing only a flimsy tank top and a tiny pair of cotton shorts (you’d just been about to slide into bed when you heard the urgent knocking on the door of your apartment). 

“Wanna fuck yeh,” Harry mumbles, “Wanna–wanna have yeh, please, lemme just…” 

He presses his hands to his face, groaning lowly and swearing under his breath.

“You’re drunk,” you say dumbly, unable to move. It appears as though your feet have been rooted to the floor. Harry rubs tiredly at his eyes, letting out a small, impish laugh.

“’M not that drunk,” he tells you, “Only had a few beers.”

“Oh.” There’s really nothing else you can think to say.

His hands drop to his sides, and his fists clench briefly before he lets out a soft sigh. “’M sorry,” he murmurs, “’S fuckin’…’m so stupid, ’m sorry.” 

You watch silently as he turns around. Your eyes widen when he wobbles slightly and presses his palm against his forehead to steady himself, and then the words are leaving your lips before you even have a chance to taste them on your tongue.

“Come inside.” 

Harry freezes. It takes him a moment to register your words, but when he does, he’s slowly spinning back around to face you, a caution expression on his face. “Are yeh fuckin’ with me?”

You shake your head. “What? No. Just...come inside, before I change my mind.”

He sticks his bottom lip out into a pout when you tell him that you’re not going to let him fuck you tonight. “Why not?” he lolls his head around from where he’s sat on the couch, his legs spread wide, “Just wanna feel yeh.”

You sigh, walking into your small living room with a glass of water clutched tightly in your right hand. 

“You’re drunk,” you say, and you give him a stern glare when he opens his mouth to try and convince you otherwise, “We do a lot of things, Harry, but we don’t do wasted hook-ups. That’s not us.”

And maybe you try to ignore the way your heart flutters at the last word. Maybe.

“Not us,” Harry echoes, graciously accepting the glass of water that you offer to him. He lifts the cup to his lips as you ease yourself down onto the sofa next to him. “’S not us. What’s ‘us’, then?”

“What do you mean?” you sigh, knuckling at your puffy eyes. Harry peers at you from over the rim of the glass, his irises foggy yet inquisitive.

“What’s ‘us’?” he repeats after he swallows down a sip of water, “What are we?”

The words are heavy with meaning, and you both know it. Harry’s gaze is fixed on you, and you look away from his piercing green eyes. You can feel them drilling a hole through your skull, trying to peel back layer after layer so that he can find the answer to his question.

“’What are we’?” you reiterate. Harry nods.

“We are sitting on my couch,” you say. You know that’s the artificial, easy way out of the situation, but you’re not ready to address the issue just yet. “And we’re talking. And you’re drinking water, because you’re drunk.”

Harry gives you one last stern, earnest glare before his eyes drift shut and his body slumps in defeat. You swallow down the lump in your throat, looking away and scratching at the nape of your neck. When you chance a glance back at him, you find that he’s set down his glass. His head is tilted back against the rear of the loveseat, his hands laying on either side of his spread thighs. 

Slowly, you slip off of the couch, sliding down onto your knees. Harry makes a faint, surprised sound in his throat when he feels you nestle your way in between his legs, your fingers fiddling with the belt on his waist. 

“And I’m...,” you let your eyes fall shut for a mere moment, trying to ignore the rapid thumping of your heart and the nervous coil in the pit of your stomach, “...I’m sucking you off.”

You flick open the button of his jeans and look up at him through your eyelashes. His pink, kissable lips are parted in awe, and he lifts his hips to help you slide his pants down his legs. You tentatively dip your hand into his boxers, pulling out his semi-hard cock and--in a manner that is very unlike you--pressing a kiss to the tip.

“Okay?” you ask, and just like before, the question is loaded with so much more. Harry swallows, his hands brushing away strands of your hair before gathering them all up into a sloppy yet tender makeshift ponytail. His cock twitches in your hand, and the word comes out scratchy and broken.

“Okay.”

[butlersxbirdy]

You Light My Morning Sky: Chapter 6

And In The Death Of Her Reputation, She Felt Truly Alive

Warnings: smut, oral (f!recieving), Paparazzi mentions, new character, online bullying/harassment, family member mentions, angst, fluff, lots of cuddles and kissing.

Y/bff/n: your best friend's name

Y/cpf/n: Your chosen parental figure's name (not everyone's got bio parents and some prefer their found families, y'all! This fic is for EVERYONE)

"Oh my god, stop!" You giggle, waking Austin by accident. He winces at the sudden noise.

"Well, thank you, you're sweet to notice. I've gotta go, but hopefully that should be all you need to survive without me," you tease whoever it is on the phone with you, and then you quickly hang up when you see that Austin is awake.

"Who'sat?" Austin mumbles, cuddling close to you.

"Oh that was Nicky. He just needed a few things before I'm back in the office, and I've been texting y/bff/n and y/cpf/n too. Big news and all," you smile and kiss him. "Good morning Handsome," you purr and he shakes his head.

"Let's go back to sleep, Mama," he says softly and you nod.

"Okay, baby, we've had an exciting couple days... my future husband," you purr and he smiles, hiding his face a little.

"My Memphis Mama... My wife," he murmurs, and he holds you close as you both enjoy sleeping in a little together. When you wake up, Austin is already awake, watching you sleep, holding your left hand and admiring the ring on your finger.

"You like me wearing your ring?" You ask, voice raspy with sleep. He nods.

"You like me wearing your ring?" He asks and you giggle.

"Yeah, I do," you smile and he presses a kiss to your cheek then your lips.

"I can't believe I get to marry you," he whispers and you smile, gently tugging his hair. He moans and slides one hand between your legs. He's about to start driving you really wild when his phone rings.

"Hello?" He growls, very annoyed.

"Hey sweetheart, Sorry to break up the engsgement honeymoon but... did you by chance buy the house you're staying in?" She asks and he tries to take the phone off speaker but it doesn't work.

"You what?!" You whisper-scream.

"Surprise, baby?" He winces then talks into the phone. "Uh yeah Priscilla, I did, why? And uh... sorry to be so blunt, but uh. How do you know?" He asks, frowning.

"It's all over the internet. It got leaked, the paparazzi know where the house is, let me come help you pack up," she says but you shake your head, pressing yourself against Austin as though you could shield him and Priscilla.

"No!" You shout, startling Austin. You calm him with a hand in his hair to ground him.

"You really can't do that. If you arrive at the same time they do and you try to leave, they’ll chase you, I won't let that happen," you say firmly and Austin looks at you, full of love and admiration. "This is what I do, Priscilla. I love that you wanna help, but I've gotta do what I do now and protect my Austin. That includes protecting you," you add, throwing clothes and everything in to the suitcases, and you leave out an outfit for Austin, who is clingjng to you, yanking on some leggings and a t shirt. You quickly take off your ring and hold out your hand for his, slipping it off of him, not noticing his grip on you tightening and his enxiety go through the roof.

"Not today, my love," you shake your head and he sighs.

"I know. Warn me next time," he says quietly and you kiss him quickly.

"We all packed?" You ask and he looks around, expression unreadable but his body language is uncomfortable and defeated.

"I think so, let's go," he sounds frantic and upset, which is how you feel. As you leave the house, the cameras start flashing.

"Fuck," you mutter and he bows his head, trying to put himself between you and the prying eyes. You give the cameras the middle finger as you hurry to the car and he puts your bags in the trunk and opens the door for you, lifting you into the car and clambering in as the car starts moving before the paparazzi can block the way. He clings to you, hiding both of you from prying eyes and when you're well on your way and the stalkers are far behind you, he pulls you into a feral, desperate kiss.

"You flipped off the vultures," he moans, pushing his hands into your leggings.

"You bought me a house," you purr, and kiss him back just as fiercely. The driver takes it upon himself to put the partition up as Austin tugs your leggings down so he can attach his lips to your clit.

"Oh! God!" You whine, back arching reflexively. His tongue explores your folds, dipping inside you occasionally. He knows he's driving you crazy, and he sucks harshly on your clit when he sees your stomach muscles tighten. The coil of heat in your belly snaps and you cum, fast and with a loud cry of his name. Pleasure and adrenaline make you a trembling mess, and you smile as Austin holds you and kisses you as you come down from your high. Slowly, he sits up and yanks his sweats down. He lifts you to sit up on his lap, and you kiss him sloppily when you sink down on him.

"Fuck, Mama... you feel so good..." he growls, and when you start to roll your hips faster, he thrusts his hips up to meet you. He's so big, and curved perfectly so as to hit your g spot just right every time. You've had him so many times and yet every time is special, sexy, and brand new. He kisses your neck while he helps you bounce on him, and you pitch forward, melting against him.

"Aust... make me a Mama," you gasp and his eyes widen.

"Wh..what?"

"Fill me up, Daddy... want to be full of your babies..." you moan, and he presses his fingers to your clit as he thrusts up harder and faster, so hard he almost bucks you off.

"Oh! Oh! Fuck! Fuck!" You howl, clawing his back.

"Gonna pump so many babies into you, Mama... you're gonna get so big... gonna look so sexy carrying my babies..." he grunts, and you meet his thrusts the best you can as your legs start to shake and the heat in your belly grows. He keeps his hand on your clit until you clench and spasm around him, collapsing boneless against his chest. His hand wanders up to press on your belly, and he cums immediately.

"Fuck... take it..." he grunts and your eyes roll back in your head from the overstimulation. Austin sees and ceases his thrusts. He pulls out carefully and kisses your cheek.

"I'm here, Mama, I know that was a lot," he hums and he lays you back so he can lick you clean. He does so gently and then puts your leggings back on you, holding you close.

"That was amazing," you hum and cling to him.

"You're the one who decided to flip off my least favorite people in the world less than a week after letting me look at your waxed pussy without being able to touch you, or myself. That's all you, you started this," he chuckles, and you roll your eyes playfully.

"I may have done that, yeah," you concede and he kisses you tenderly before looking around for your backpack so he can put the rings back on both of you. While he does that, and while you recover all cuddled against him, your phone rings.

"Hello?" You answer groggily as you see the airport approaching.

"Hey honey, I saw the news. We're on Damage Control, I promise," Nicky says comfortingly.

"Oh, uh.. thanks Nicky," you reply and Austin rolls his eyes.

"Don't you worry about a thing, just get back here quick as you can, I know you'll still technically on vacation but I can take you to dinner, help you relax," he offers.

"That sounds nice, man, thank you," you answer, not really sure of what else to say. "The plane is here, I'll be back home in about 4 hours, get the details from my travel folder if you need to get ahold of me," you tell him as the car comes to a stop.

"Okay great, travel safe, I'll be here when you get back."

You hang up and Austin is looking at you, eyebrows arching.

"He calling you Honey?" He asks, lips pinching a little.

"Yeah, he's being nice, you know Nicky, he's being a good assistant," you yawn and he helps you out of the car, making sure your bags are taken care of.

"A good assistant doesn't ask his boss out to dinner and call her honey," he laughs, shaking his head.

"You jealous?" You ask and he growls.

"I trust you. I don't trust that ambitious weasel one bit, but I trust my mama and my wife with every bit of me," he whispers as you board the plane, narrowly escaping photographers starting to gather.

You take his hand to lead him inside and you push him back against the makeshift bed.

"Why don't you show Nicky who I belong to?" You ask and he bites his lip, nodding enthusiastically.

"Yeah, but first... please, Mama," he begs, and holds up the rings. You give him a tender look of understanding.

"Of course baby, I'm sorry, I hate not wearing them too," and you let him put yours on you and you put his on for him too. You get an idea and you pull out your phone.

"Hold up your hand with your ring finger, like you're flipping off the camera, but its your ring," you giggle. He does it with a smile and you do the same, and you take a picture, posting it quickly with a specific caption.

"I want this moment, and this man, all to myself for as long as I can, so here goes, before it gets leaked or before someone snaps a pic:

I love you Austin Robert Butler. I honestly love you. Can't wait for the greatest wedding of all time, to the greatest man of all time. #Loveyouforever #PriscillaApproved #PresleyFamilyForever #Engagedlife #gonnabeabutler

You show Austin and he smiles at you adoringly.

"Post it. I love you so much," he smiles and he takes his phone out as the plane starts towards the runway. He posts the pic of you and Priscilla turning back to look at him at the restaurant, with the caption:

"All the Pretty Stars shone for these beauties one night in Memphis. This was taken when I was planning on asking a big question. Can you guess what? #MemphisMama #PriscillaPresley #lovethesetwo #tookmygirltograceland"

You see his post when your phone buzzes because he tagged you, and you sniff, wiping away the tears. At firsr they are happy tears, then you break, and the overwhelming emotions you've felt over the past few days just finally hit you and you sob on Austin's chest. He holds you close and lets you cry, playing with your hair gently and whispering sweet words.

When you stop shaking with sobs and breathe a little easier, he tilts your face to look at him.

"Gettin a little overwhelmed, Mama?" He asks and you sniff.

"I am a switch, Baby Girl. You've been pampering me for weeks now, can I be that for you?" He asks thoughtfully, his voice taking on a commanding tone. You blush and nod, and he kisses you soundly, making sure you forget everything but him and how much he loves you.

"I love you Daddy, thank you," you whisper against his lips and he grips your ass, holding you on top of him.

"I love you too, baby girl," he hums.

He keeps kissing you as the plane takes off, and for most of the plane ride his hands are up your shirt while the two of you enjoy a good old fashioned steamy makeout session.

When the plane lands, there are, predictably, cameras flashing. You decide to just keep your heads down and head to the car, and Austin holds you close to him the whole time.

"I've got you," you both say to each other at the same time. You look at each other and start laughing. Austin can't help himself and gives you a sweet kiss, which makes the crowd go nuts, but you can barely hear them as you get in the car. You cuddle together and he shields your face, and he waits until the crowd is far behind to say what's on his mind.

"Baby, we can't go home," he says softly. "They're gonna know where you live." You nod and give the address of your favorite hotel.

"Austin, we're engaged and we don't live together officially. Should we fix that?" You ask, and he grins, holding your hand in his.

"Yeah, we should," he murmurs in your ear.

"Let's get to the hotel, get that pussy filled up a little more, have a nice meal, and then we can start looking for a house," he moans, and you feel dizzy with lust immediately.

"Yes, Daddy," you purr and he growls, pushing his fingers into your mouth where they stay for the rest of the ride to the hotel.

When you get there and get checked in, Nicky calls as you get to your room.

Austin snarls when he sees it and looks at you.

"Can I answer it?" He asks, and you nod.

"Hey Nicky, its Austin," he says cheerfully, though you can tell its fake.

"O..oh, hey, man, can I talk to Y/n?" He asks and Austin bites back a laugh.

"We're actually spending some quiet time together, we've already had quite the day, can she talk to you later? Daddy's gotta take care of his Princess," He asks. You blush at him flexing on Nicky about being your Daddy, and you keep taking deep breaths as you begin to unpack your stuff a little and organize it since you left in such a hurry.

"Sure, just tell her I called and that I'm here for her," Nicky says and even you roll your eyes at that.

"I... I'll tell her, man, she'll appreciate that. Can you have my team get to work? Y/N and I made an announcement today on instagram, they have work to do," Austin smirks and then he hangs up. "Okay, baby I don't wanna be THAT fiancé about this, but that guy is obsessed with you," he laughs and you give him a look, taking off your clothes and getting into one of the comfy satin lounge sets Austin had bought for you. You lay back on the bed, showing off the satin and lace, and you place your left hand on your belly, showing off the ring as well.

"Someone should tell him I'm completely obsessed with my sexy fiancé," you sigh happily. Austin shoves his suitcases off the bed and gets on top of you, caging you in with his strong arms. You shiver at the anticipation he creates by hovering above you, and when he leans down to whisper in your ear all the things he plans to do to you, you arch up into him like a magnet reaching, unencumbered, for its beloved perfect other half.

Laying together, munching on hotel room service pizza, and house hunting with Austin is pretty much the best way you can think of to spend your day, barring your original plan to still be in Memphis together.

"You'd look really cute cooking naked in this kitchen," he says casually and you laugh.

"Okay, Elvis," you roll your eyes and he bites your shoulder gently.

"Behave, Mama," he growls and you giggle, nuzzling him softly.

"I'll do my best," you promise and he kisses your nose.

"Thank you. Come on, lets pick a couple to tour," he urges you, clearly impatient. You settle on two houses and one incredibly spacious flat to tour, and when you've shut your laptop and are happily leaning agaist Austin's strong chest, you open your phone. You immediately wish you hadn't.

It had been on silent so you hadn't seen all the vitriol and hate flooded your way.

The instagram comments, ranging from "doesn't she work for him? Sus", "wow really she's like a 4 and he's like a 12", "Bet she's in it for the money", and even "If they have kids they better look like him because oof" are flooding your comments. You clench your jaw and move on to the texts.

Ashley: He told me he was thinking of asking, congrats you guys, love you!

Y/bff/N: ommmggggg ur marrying him! And YOU MET PRISCILLA! CALL MEEEE!!!

Y/CPF/N: Hey sweetheart I know everything is insane right now but I love you and I'm glad Austin finally popped the question, I gave him my blessing 3 months ago! Good thing I didn't hold my breath!

Those were okay, but the ones from your coworkers, Rachel and Kevin, who you thought were your friends, sent chills down your spine.

Kevin: Thanks for fucking your way into the job I wanted.

Rachel: I just find it funny how you think you can cheat on Austin and get away with it.

That one was... weird. The one from your boss, Jenn, made you instantly relax.

Jenn: hey lovely, enjoy your vacation time. We can have our partner company represent you with no conflict of interest and I don't want you to worry about a thing, you're keeping your job. See you when you're officially back. Don't listen to the haters.

"She's so sweet," Austin says softly when he reads the text from your boss.

"She is," you take a breath. "There's one I have to show you, it's completely untrue, but I have to show you because it's out there," you say quietly and you show him the text from your coworker.

"Cheating on me," he snorts. "I mean. Aside from being ridiculous and not her business, when would you have the time? I'm pretty much a full time resident of this pussy," He traces your folds teasingly and his fingers dip inside you.

"Oops," he gasps playfully. You lightly smack his chest and he laughs with you about it all, then he shakes his head. "Thank you for showing me, Mama, but I know there's no way. Come here. Throw your phone away and cuddle me, Daddy time is over, I'm not in the right headspace for it," he sighs, running his hands through his hair. "I want my Mama," he says softly. You nod but keep scrolling. Your chest tightens and tears come to your eyes as you see all the comments saying Austin would have been happier with Olivia. Despite being hurt that you had not done what he, your baby boy, asked , he snaps to attention when you get upset.

"Baby why are you crying?" He asks, frowning. "What happened?"

You show him those comments and he growls.

"I love you. Only you. And if Olivia sees that people are saying that about you, she'd be pissed," he says angrily.

You wince and he wraps you up in his arms.

"I'm angry at them, not you, baby... did I scare you?" He asks and you shake your head.

"No, you've never scared me. I just hate seeing you upset," you explain and he cups your face, looking you in the eye.

"I'm upset because you're hurting. No one talks about my girl that way. I wanna make this better but please... put the phone away?" He begs. "I asked, and you said you would, but you didn't," he says with a frown. "Baby's asking, Mama, please... I know you're upset, and I wanna cuddle you, I need attention," he pouts and you nod, leaning into his needy touch. You do as he asks, but not before posting one of you and Austin from the Memphis trip.

It was morning. You were wearing a crop top and leggings, his head was on your chest, and you had rested one leg across his shoulder to stretch your hips out.

"Wait that looks cool Baby, take a pic," he grinned at you and looked up at you with love in his eyes. You rested a hand in his hair and snapped a sweet, if not slightly intimate photo.

You post that photo now, tagging Austin, your best friend, Ashley, and Taylor in the image, and write:

"Like my girl @taylorswift said... in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive. #lovemylife #lovemyfamily #lovemyman #getoffmylawn".

When that's done you lose yourself in Austin, happily letting him distract you from the noise outside.

[xsarcasticwriterx]

Wonderwall- part 8

Summary: Tony remains distant creating suspicion on bucky's end. Steve,bucky,and y/ns relationship continues to grow

Warnings: Angst...a lot...but also fluffffff !!!!!!!!!

Pairings: Tony x reader, Stucky x reader

Notes: HOLY CRAP I started this legit 2 months ago and just.....never finished it I'm so sorry. I'm in school and life is just chaotic rn so i'll try to post more often but no promises I'm so sorry to those who have waited for fuckig ever for this.

Masterlist

Maybe this meeting wouldnt have been so awkard had tony not confessed and you werent dating two of the men who had to give the meeting a long side tony. No not maybe it definetly wouldnt have been as awkward. Steve stood next to tony talking about the next mission and who would be with who. you of course were more there to stay up to date on what was going on.

Tony was doing all in his will power to avoid looking at you and instead staring at the wall as if it was mona lisa and bucky being the oblivious boy he is simply stared starry eyed at his boyfriend being all leader like and smiling at you his beautful girlfriend who he adored even as you sat there wishing you could melt into the floor.

When it was bucky's turn to speak it was also steves turn to stare lovingly at you and bucky. as bucky called the meeting to an end tony basically sprinted out the room. “well he's in a rush huh?” said natasha with a small laugh as she left. bucky simply looked confused at the door then turned to you to which you replied with a hopefully convincing shrug and look of confusion too. 

“such a weird guy” steve rolled his eyes “hey loves i need to get my bag ready i'll meet y'all in the living room?” steve asked. you and bucky nodded and with that steve left the room. “still no word on the tony ignoring us situation?” bucky asked. you shook your head “no i've tried but no luck” you said with a half convincing voice. you hated lying to bucky hell your almost glad you got pregnant because you don't know how you'd keep the secret of sleeping with tony from bucky for the rest of your life. 

Bucky gave you a strange look but shrugged “i can always try” bucky suggested  “NO!” you yelled. you cleared your throat “i mean no just uhm let him have his space” nice save. you internally rolled your eyes at yourself as you could see bucky's suspicious “alright if you say so” bucky eventually replied. You nodded standing up and walking out. You walked into Steve's room wrapping your arms around his waist your head leaning on his back. "When ae you gonna tell him?" Steve asked. "About?" You questioned. "Tony's in love with you" he said. You awkwardly chuckled "whaa" you said pulling away. Steve turned to face you "I know tony I know how he is when he has feelings for someone" he said finishing packing.

You sighed. "After I deal with it and it become a funny joke and not a mess where bucky will murder tony and you have to protect bucky and in turn I lose the father of my child." You grumbled. Steve nodded understandingly. He knew you truly needed Tony in your life its why you hoped so badly everything would go over smoothly between bucky and him. You also needed bucky though he was the man you love and that now included steve. you sighed laying down on steves bed. steve laid next to you. "I wont say anything as long as this doesn't hurt anyone keeping it a secret." he looked over at you. you nodded "'I'll work on it. promise" you said lifting your pinky. steve wrappy his around yours before holding your hand. he turned onto his side using his arm as support and using his other hand to touch your face. you hummed closing your eyes. you felt steves lips hover yours and you leaned in kissing him softly. You loved having your boys together but sometimes you needed these one on one moments.

You heard a knock and saw bucky walk in. "hey nat said we gotta go like...now" he said looking at his two lovers. "you sighed as steve pulled away. "how long?" you asked "couple weeks, max." bucky said. "Tony is staying behind maybe you can try to talk to him while we're gone" bucky said. oh if only he knew....but your glad he didn't. you nodded and stood up kissing them both longingly. "don't die" you said. steve laughed "we'll try" he said and they both left. you sat in steve's room wishing you could escape this place with them and make sure they're safe. looking down at your stomach your hand slid over it. you stood up walking out and to your room. sitting on your bed you dozed off.

you woke up to a pitch black room. looking over at the clock the number 7.45 blinked at you. you sat up and walked out of your room. ever since you got pregnant you were sleeping all day and only sometimes at night. grabbing a glass of water you thought over your pregnancy which led to you thinking of tony. He said he'd still be a father but how can he be a dad when he can't even look at you or speak to you? how will he be at the ultrasounds if he can't even spend 20 minutes in a room with you and bucky without bolting the second he can. you put away the glass and walked to tony's room. going inside you saw tony on his bed curled up. you sat next to him combing your fingers through his hair. he stirred before his eyes fluttered open looking up at you. you started to panic before he realized it was you. "sorry" you whispered. "everything ok? the baby ok?" he asked sitting up. you nodded "everyone's fine i just...needed to talk to you." your voice was soft.

"y/n-" he started. "no i need to talk. I need you in my life ok not just because we're having a kid together but also because what we went through up there together was...brutal and something only you and I can understand. We were not close before I knew that but we are now and i can't lose someone i just got to know. Please tony. Dont leave" you said as tears fell down your eyes. tony wiped your tears. "I'm still here baby I just need to figure out my feelings before I can go back to being around you all the time. Don't cry i'll always be here i'm not leaving you i just need to fix myself." he said stroking your cheek. Tears still fell. tony sighed. laying down he lifted the other side. "lay with me" he said. you slid down next to him and he pulled you into him. "im sorry..for all of this" he said sighing. "There was two of us" you say. you hate how everyone blamed tony alone and even he blamed himself as if you were forced into this or something. " I know but i mean with all of this not just our kid" he said. our kid. god that sounded weird coming from tony. you still couldn't believe you were pregnant and not just that but with tonys kid. "tony...how is this going to work?" you asked. "i don't know but i'll make it work just rest,love"you closed your eyes curling into tony's side. you knew he loved you you knew he'd be a father but god if you weren't terrified of how this was going to be.

You awoke to the cold completely alone. you opened your eyes to see tony was gone. stretching your body you sat up walking out of his room. walking into the kitchen you saw tony look up at you before looking down immediately and leaving. so i guess we're back to this. you sighed grabbing a glass of juice walking to the living room. no. you weren't going to let him shut you off for weeks again and especially not after whatever last night was. you place down your drink before storming after tony. you slammed him into the wall. "hey asshole!" you yell. "jesus y/n" he groaned. "what the fuck is wrong with you no seriously what is wrong with you that you can act like a complete sweetheart, swearing you'll be there for me and this kid that by the way your the father of in case that hasn't clicked yet," you smack the side of his head "and then you just completely ignore me when the sun rises." you shove him back as he tries to push past you. "I'm trying to stop loving you y/n ok i know im his father i'm not a dumbass i will be there for him and i'll be there for you but god if i keep letting things like last night happen i'm going to fuck up your life so much worse!" he yelled back at you. "I don't care if you love me-" you started before someone else spoke.

"I do." bucky said standing in the hallway. fuck. when did they get here. you turned to see bucky standing with a very pissed look and steve behind him looking ready for whatever comes. everyone else stood in shock a distance away. "crap" you mumbled.

Tag List (i'll try to not make y'all wait months again sorry, loves)

@solielsfanfics @vicmc624 @mylifeispainandiloveit @frostay

[pixie-cocaine]

ATEEZ Reaction To: Catching them off-guard by being naked

Hii, I've noticed your requests are open. And i've been seeing your Ateez reactions recently, which are amazing. :D I just wondered, do you think you could do an Ateez reaction where their S.O. walks into the room naked while they are playing a game, working on music etc? (Kind of like that new Tik tok trend going around atm) x

Guuurl, sorry I waited so long to actually do something about this ask lol, but hopefully this will make you happy :)

Songs Listened To: X by CODE KUNST + LEE HI, FXXK It by BIGBANG, Dante’s Creek by THEY + DEAN, Baby Don’t Stop by NCT, Love Talk - Wayv, A Little Death by The Neighborhood

Hongjoong ♡:

• This man was straight vibing and your sneaky ass just HAD to do something

• “Joong.”

• “Yeah?” he didn’t look up from the small journal, with which he was jotting down lyrics for a future song he was to produce for

• He kept his eyes trained on the pages

• And uh-uh, that wouldn’t do 😤

• You rolled your eyes and waltzed over to the boy, putting a hand on the shoulder of the chair so you could swing him around to face you, an eyebrow raised

• “Look at me.”

• And he sure as hell did dafdsaffwq

• Face said :O

• Doesn’t matter how many times he sees your nude body, still looks like a kid in a candy store lol

• To say he was completely distracted would be a huge understatement

• Hanky panky in his mini studio? Yessir

Seonghwa ♡:

• Looking at this gif and listening to a slowed sexy song is gonna kill me istg

• Also, who let him act like a little hoe in their comeback? Keep your shirt down, mister, it’s not safe

• Gorl has nothing to do in his sparetime because he’s not too big of a gAMeR, but he does like to play phone games when he’s especially bored

• Would probably be playing like fuckin uhhhh candy crush or something when you said “lemme do sum a lil crazy 😌💅“

• You were kinda just curious to see what his reaction would be if you showed up witcha tiddies out

• So you got out the shower and half-assedly threw on a silk robe that Hwa got you for your birthday, not tying it or anything, but rather letting it slip off your damp shoulders while the front sat open and displayed your body for all to see

• His reaction when you leant against the doorframe and fake pouted?

• Immediate 📉

• Everday and night he’s gon chase you frfr

• “C’mere...,” He’d mumble, tossing his phone to the side 

• Level thirty-seven could wait ;)

Yunho ♡:

• Playing pc games at home is one of his favorite things to do (He’s even said so)

• PC games are his go-to when he gets bored of console

• So he’s constantly in his lil gaming room so that if you’re ever sleeping, he doesn’t wake you up

• He was on a multiuplayer session of Valorant when you decided to ruin his gaymer grind

• F in the chat boys

• “Yunho?”

• “Yes?” He stops his hastily typed directions to his game buddies in favor of giving you a quick glance from his chair, and has to look over again to make sure he's seeing things right

• Yeah, he was definitely seeing the pretty rise of your breasts and smoothness of your thighs, revealed from the towel now on the floor, right. Especially the way both of those lovely attributes were becoming larger as you approached him

• "W-woah!" He rushes to shield his eyes, though you only giggle and swivel his chair around in order to straddle him, removing his hands from his face

• "What? Am I too repulsive to?"

• "No! No it's just...," Yunho trails off, letting out a shaky breath and trying his best to not stare so obviously. Literally just paying attention at anything but what you wanted him to

• You only grin, tilting his chin to you face you head-on, "It's ok to look, baby. Don't be so shy"

• a forgotten game and heated chair sex is what would lead to your surprise

• kiss kiss for baby 😘

Yeosang ♡:

• We need more Yeosang gifs, this is ridiculous y'all ;(. Also, we're just... Not gonna talk about San on the side 💀

• Oh oh! And Yeosang getting bolder on stage is my favorite thing

• soooo snowboarding

• Yeosang said he likes to do that in his free time

• He'd just got a new custom board, which the front had lovely baby blue dripping forest face and the meaning of his name painted in black for the back, "Sound Resonating From A High Point."

• He was waxing it in the kitchen with it sat atop the island for easier space when he felt your arms slide around his waist, to which he smiled at, still continuing his work

• "Hello there," he mused

• "Baby, what would you do if I told you I was naked?"

• bitch hUH??

• He really did not waste time with turning in your hold and IMMEDIATELY looking down to see what you're wearing

• He chuckles upon , giving a cat whistle before bending down to set you on top of the counter

• "What's this for?"

• "Bored," you purse your lips, allowing yourself to lean back on your forearms as you spread your legs, "And you seemed like a good time-passer"

• Yeosang hums, falling to his knees easily enough and pulling you towards the edge of the island, then presses an affectionate kiss to your inner thigh

• "Fair enough"

San ♡:

• San likes to spiffy up on his English, which is still pretty hard for him even if you assure him that he's doing just fine when he speaks it around your family

• That being said, you'll sometimes catch him at the table with a textbook in front of him and a language journal by the side that he uses to write small romanizations

• You were particularly bored today. And damn, was San looking good with his messy black hair and shirtless torso. He never really did wear shirts around the house.

• "Sannie," You sang from the doorframe, fresh out of the shower and a bit sexually frustrated considering San hadn't touched you for a couple weeks due to your busy schedule

• He hummed in acknowledgement, jotting something down in the journal as he alternated between both the book and notebook

• You knew he was busy but his English really wasn't bad, so it didn't need to be now. It could wait a bit longer

• Sighing, you drop the towel from your body and fling it at San, which makes him jump and pull it from off of his head, looking towards you immediately and gasping

• You put a hand on your hip, giggling at how he tries to calm himself down

• lol goofy boy

• "C'mon, I know you're tired, I can help you relax," you gesture with a finger in a beckoning motion, and like he was already planning on it, he hops up from his seat and follows you back to the bedroom

• sorry if this was kinda boring lol, let's just San could have literally any reaction and frankly, this is probably the most tame he would be

Mingi ♡:

• Like Yunho in a lot of ways

• He does like to play games (probably PC, too), so you already know he'd be mashing that controller in the living room lol

• "Aww man, are you kidding me!?"

• Mingi gets shy, especially when it comes to you, so when you decided it'd be a good idea to step in front of the screen while he was playing Zelda with the towel around your body held open, he was a visual representation of keyboard mashing

• "Woah—Ohmygod-" [insert Minnie baby accidentally throwing his controller in his haste to cover his eyes]

• "You don't want me?" You ask, pouting and tilting your head

• His response is spreading two of the fingers across his eyes to peek, nodding his head frantically but trying to find the right words so he doesn't make you sad, "You just scared me is all! I don't wanna be rude by looking when you don't want me to or anything..."

• He takes his fingers away to hold them out instead, making grabby hands until you smile and crawl into them, in turn, climbing on top of his lap and letting him press his face into the valley between your breasts so he could kiss the skin there while looking at you

• "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea," he mumbles, nuzzling his head farther down

• "No baby, you're fine," You reassure him with a hand ruffling the strands of his hair

• sweet hanky panky alert 🚨 sweet hanky panky alert 🚨

Wooyoung ♡:

• it's the large ass gif of Woo and his ponytail for me

• Oh and yeah, I know this doesn't quite fit theme of YOU walking in on them to flash your boobies but you're gonna keep your mouth shut and pretend it does 😏

• Another gamer.. damn this is getting repetitive

• hmmm

• Dance practice it is! 😃

• Woo doesn't like repeatedly practicing the same moves over and over again, but he did like the progress he made with each re-do, so he supposes he'll bear with the exhaustion

• Well.. obviously not now, because he's just walking through the bedroom door when he finally registers that you're sitting on the bed, lying on your stomach and scrolling through your phone with a leg raising your body go the side

• You snap your head to look at him, "Ah, there you are," you grin, pushing yourself up to a sitting position, "Thought you were gonna come home late again"

• Wooyoung let's out a snort as he closes the door behind him and drops his dance bag to the side, already taking his inky black hair out of the ponytail it was previously in and shaking it loose

• "What a nice surprise"

Jongho ♡:

• No thoughts, only buff babie

• And how he sung "sex in the morning baby" with a scary amount of aggression

• lol it makes sense that sweetie likes to play racing games on his computer

• LITerally so precious ;(

• Same trope (yes I'm a disappointment); Jongie plopped onto his lil chair with a fluffy blanket around his shoulders and headphones on that cute little head of his

• He said "I love playing car games, vroom vroom y'all 😤"

• And you said "I love playing surprise games, yes yes 😈"

• Gorl, when I tell you he squeaked out of surprise at how you turned his chair around to face you ;(

• "Uhh... Am I- Am I supposed to be looking?" He stammers, eyebrows raised and eyes locked on your bare front

• "By all means, baby," you purr, shaking your head with a familiar fondness at the boy in awe before you

• Just like Joong, he never tires of seeing you naked. He loves looking at you when you're nude, because it's when he can appreciate all aspects of you

• "Hang on, let me pause the game, I'll meet you in the bedroom"

• Getting intimate with Jongho is quite easy. He'll pretty much always say yes to sex, and it's pretty casual when you hint at it

[benjaycaptain]

i’ve got some good ideas for your gift, mostly just trying to figure out the bg/side ships lmao. i must also ask if there are any other jane or audrey ships that you enjoy seeing. and how do you feel about lonnie as a character?

i have not had much time to read fics this week, but i will definitely read your jay/jane fic soon! the description sounds really cute. (yeah, sorry, i will be avoiding that series because of malvie and several of the other tags. i don't read much explicit fic to begin with lmao)

i'll check out centaurworld when i have time and see what i think. will definitely let you know how it goes!

yayy i'm glad to hear you appreciate the masterpiece that is ever after. yesss 1997 cinderella rights! ooh i've never seen the 1965 one, only the 1997 and 1957 one with julie andrews. omg yes i love that moment from the animated movie!

ooh i have a couple of the descendants dolls too. the disney limited editions ones sound really nice. i don't have any of those, but i've seen some pictures online.

oooh that painting looks so good!! the blue figure makes me think of the draags from la planète sauvage (1973). that nude painting looks so good too! ahh and i love the ink one.

i do a little bit of art sometimes too. i agree that it's definitely easier to work with a reference. trying to come up with a pose in my head never works out lmao

ah i can totally relate to free time going poof because of work. it has been hard for me to find time for everything i want to do too. hopefully you'll have time again to work on a little bit! maybe just some little sketches. i find sketching to be very relaxing, and you can listen to music or a podcast while you do it!

sadly a lot of my hobbies have been put on hold lately. i've mostly been writing and sometimes i do some art-related things. i really like doing little craft projects too.

i happened to see that you like jatp. who are your fave characters from it? and if you could write s2 of jatp, what would you want the plot to be?

- gifter anon

FUNNY YOU SHOULD MENTION LONNIE because i also ship her with either jane or audrey lmao tho i prefer a lonnie who leans more into the girlie girl stuff rather than miss little warrior trying to be her mother's carbon copy [but then again, i strongly dislike all this "the kids are their parents 2.0" crap many try to do]

lonnie is amazing cause like. she didn't really care about the villain roots of the core four, she was just like "y'all cool, wanna make me cool too? yeah? okay we're friends now" lmaoooo she's funny. but also!! she legit had to be dragged away from ben after the family day debacle [dragged away by doug of all people what loser]. she's the only one who hesitates rather than leaving and shaking their head at ben

also eyyyyy do you not like mal/evie either? high five lmao well, not like is probably inaccurate, i'm Extremely Indifferent toward that ship. now, obviously, that wasn't the case when i started writing that monster trash fic, but both that ship and the other one [the two dudes of the core four] are just Meh to me now whoops sorry not sorry

thanks for liking my art things xD i might sketch some things while on christmas break! or i might just play nintendo lmao we'll see

i loooove jatp!! it's so cute and lovely. which is why i cannot even imagine me writing the second season xD tho my kingdom for alex fighting the powers of hell to save willie. but that's mostly wishful thinking, as it probably won't ever happen. i love julie, alex, willie, and flynn. i'm whatever about luke, and i want reggie to go away. or maybe his fans. or maybe both. who knows lol

[sisterkosho]

General Headcanons | Ayume Nejireta

Credits: The art featured in the header I made for this was, like many of the things I've shared here, drawn by @hiikkups on instagram. So here's your daily reminder to check out my besto friendo. 💜 Also, aside from Rui, another one of my friends OCs, Juno, was briefly mentioned in here. So credit to my boy Flashlight for that.

Warnings: Manga spoilers in a few of the points, but they were either too funny or too relevant not to include. So sorry about that---

Notes: Am I ever gonna get around to Ayume's bio? Hopefully. But honestly, I just feel like messing around right now for whatever reason. Maybe I'm just lazy as all heck. But I figured that I'd at least give y'all this so you can learn a little bit more about her while I procrastinate attempt to work on her bio. Half of it is just memey stuff but hey. I'm having fun. So enjoy your uh... Soup? Or what ever you wanna call this---

This girl does NOT like Gojo.

She was honestly all for Juzo making him into a coatrack.

100% would shake around the Prison Realm hoping he'd get dizzy.

Probably yells insults at it too just in case he can hear.

The only one she can easily say she hates more than Gojo is Mahito.

Despite technically being on the same side, she can't stand him. But to be fair, who can?

She knows his name, but purposely gets it wrong out of spite. The most common names for him include Mahobo, Mojito, and Mahitoe. Amongst various other things.

She's threatened to feed him to Juno on multiple occasions and has at one point, tried to actually go through with it.

Unfortunately, the team "still needed" him.

Absolutely will not hesitate to bring up the fact that he lives in a sewer like the hobo he is.

She got to be the referee that one time they played ball with Jogo's head.

Ended up burying Mahito in the sand and then left him there with no remorse whatsoever.

Rui is her bestie, no questions asked.

Even if she does steal her food all the time but hey. Besties share.

Partners in crime. Literally.

Yuji and Sukuna who??

They rarely ever fight, but when they do, it's about guys.

Doesn't get what Rui sees in Gojo.

Like Geto is literally right there, c'mon now.

Supportive Girlfriend™

Actually kind of a simp.

Please excuse her. She just loves Geto a lot.

Literally cannot have arguments with him because all he needs to do is hug/kiss her and she forgets why she was mad.

He wins every time....

This only works with Geto though. With anyone else, she's as stubborn as they come.

She will fight for hours if you're not already knocked out from her kendama. Don't even bother please. It's not worth it.

She needs to be holding Geto's hand or at least have their pinkies locked at all times. This is not negotiable.

Forehead kisses are also mandatory for both of them.

Rui may or may not have tried to play wingman in the beginning.

Somehow, it worked.

A couple that commits war crimes together, stays together. 💜

She went through an extremely dark period after [REDACTED], and probably ended up clinging onto Kenjaku despite knowing he wasn't really Geto because poor girl was in denial and didn't know how else to cope.

"Girl, that's not your man."

"Close enough."

Obviously this is not healthy. She is not ok and is probably being manipulated someone help her please.

Best to focus on pre-volume 0 ending because everything after that point hurts me. Moving on--

She gets extremely pouty if you call her short.

Will kick you in the shin and watch as you fall to the ground as if to say 'You were saying?"

Geto puts her on his shoulders so she can look down on people and smug levels go through the roof.

She isn't even that short. But being surrounded by trees can do that to a person.

She falls asleep in very strange positions and has woken up upside down more times than she cares to admit.

Has definitely rolled out of bed on accident and spent the next 5 minutes staring at the celling and questioning her life decisions.

She's prone to falling asleep anywhere if she's comfortable enough.

Geto found her asleep behind the couch once.

How she got there is a mystery. But he learned to stop questioning it.

At this point she just sleeps out of boredom when she isn't feeling violent. Seems to be a habit she picked up from Rui.

She's extra as all heck, at all times. Queen of dramatic entrances.

Whether that's the flashy kind or the breaking down the door kind depends on the day.

She actually has a very pleasant singing voice, although only a few people know about it.

It's not something she intentionally keeps a secret, she just hasn't gotten a chance to show off yet.

Used to sing lullabies to Mimiko and Nanako when they were younger.

Rui ended up falling asleep too. Whoops.

It's either soft or arson with her honestly.

No in between.

Need I say more?