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feysandfeels · 3 years ago

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ACOTAR 5 or 6?? (I don’t know which book is next)

Did someone ask for this? No, not really. Am I still going to theorize how the next book is going to go in length? Yes, yes I will. Also I’m doing a facemask that needs 20min to set in so like, I have time to kill.

I have seen many saying that Azriel’s book is next because through him we will get Illyria, which still needs to be dealt with. Also through him we get Gwynriel and that. Even though I can definitely see the logic behind that, I thought I might throw in another option just for shits and giggles.

This is more like a fever dream than anything. Don’t hold me to it, because I haven’t read these books with the academic rigorosity to come up with counter arguments as to why it’s Az’s and not Elain’s book that will come next. But, that being said, if I’m right I will say I told you so (lol).

Also this will further my Elucien agenda so like... yeah you’ve been warned.

Why Elain?

Because I think it makes more sense to go have a book deal with one villain working up to Koshei, than to have Beron+Koshei as the big baddies in one final book. So like ACOSF was the human queen, ACOTAR 5 is Beron and then ACOTAR 6 ultimate baddie Koshei. And who is character that has ties to Beron? Lucien and who would Lucien’s book be with? exactly, Azriel. no I’m kidding, of course Elain.

I also think Elain was a character that had a huge presence in this ACOSF despite having like three sentences. You could see her impact in the book and to me that was quite telling.

ACOTAR 5:

Right so we all can agree on a few things after being in this fandom for a couple of years or at least since the end of ACOSF: first, Elain and Lucien will deliver a Jane Austen type romance; second, it will entail a lot of court politics; and third, Elain is up to something and no one knows what it is. Yes?

First Act:

Elain doing her suspicious stuff and we as the reader find out what it is and can already see the negative implications

Lucien still taking the brunt of the work in the SC, which is still utter chaos.

BoE content: Vassa is agitated because her curse is nowhere near close to being broken and time is running out.

The IC finds out what Elain is been up to. I do think it has something to do with her wanting to go back to her human self. Cue the confrontation.

Meanwhile with Lucien: Vassa might attempt something it triggers a magical response from Koshei, an attack or something. Maybe Beron decides to make a move to the SC given that Tamlin is absent as a ruler. I don’t know, the point is we get a confrontation scene that sees Tamlin die to protect Lucien. Everyone is in shock because the HL of Spring just died, without heirs and close relatives. Where did the power go?

Lucien starts to feel it, but then he realizes that it’s not because it is happening to him.

Cue to Elain having her “i want to be human again I don’t care the cost” rant at the IC. Amren will call her a stupid girl, because that’s what she does. Then the power flows to her and she’s going to be hella confused, everyone in the IC is stunned and when Elain asks wtf just happened, Feyre will say: Tamlin died (because she can feel the shift of power of spring due to the kernel of power of spring that she has), so that means and Rhysand finishes the thought by saying that Elain is the new High Lady of the Spring Court (and the first cauldron-chosen high lady)

This means that now she has more ties to this fae world and can’t simply abandon them.

We will have some discussion about what to do next and Elain is all like “I don’t want to be High Lady I didn’t even want to be fae”. Trust someone in the IC, maybe Amren (since she has no problem with saying what everyone else is thinking in the bluntest-maybe even rudest way), to say that having Elain be HL of Spring would make everyone’s life easier given the unified Prythian front they must once again have because of the Koshei threat. Maybe it will even be Azriel and they will have the E/lriel fallout...

Lucien arrives at the NC to talk to Elain or well something.

News spread about what happened and they know that Elain’s claim (if she chooses to make it) to the SC is a tad shaky and not everyone will accept it. Beron is like the fuck if you think I will accept this human-turned fae claim. The SC is an strategic location and I will take it for myself because it will be useful fo my Koshei-agenda.

Eris arrives like hello my dad is about to move his army to the SC so now is the time to kill him

And Elain is still like “i don’t want it”. Think Jon Snow in GoT.

Cue an Archeron confrontation of “you can’t run away from your responsabilities// life is not neat and sometimes it will throw at you things you thought you wouldn’t have thought you’d needed to take on// take a stance for once and think beyond your own plants”.

Details are blurry but she is like I need to leave here (the NC) because no one has my best interest at heart they are just doing what it’s politically best. But who might have my best interest at heart? That’s right, Lucien. She asks him for help or to leave or whatever.

Lucien is a politician and a courtier but for once, for fucking once he will do something that’s not for political gain (for the court he represents). He will help her because he wants to see her at peace. They go to the human lands with BoE.

The first act ends with one dead Tamlin, one unsure Elain, one willing to help regardless of the decision Lucien, and one war focused Beron.

Second act:

The BoE content we have all been waiting for

Vassa might be weak from whatever happened and Jurian is all worried.

They see Elucien arrive and are like 👀👀👀👀. Lucien glares at them in a “say anything and i will in fact kill you” way.

Elain starts to open up and mentions that if anything it should be Lucien who’s the HL and not her because he knows the territory and it suits his skillset. All she wanted to do was have a quiet life and see the world.

Lucien says that if he were to make a claim he would need even more support from other courts, because if Elain’s claim is shaky at best, then his is like ... not great.

They agree that Lucien should travel to other courts to gather support because regardless whether it’s Elain or Lucien who will ascend to the Spring throne, they will need it. Elain asks if she can go with him because, as she said, she wanted to see more of the world.

We also get an Eris Vanserra visit - or several - and Lucien starts to realize that Eris knows waaaaaaaaaaaay more than he has lead on. And that they need to work together because again, regardless of who takes the throne, Beron will fight it, but if Eris is on the Autumn throne he would offer support to either.

Cue the Lads tour of Prythian ft. Politics-courtier plotline and the “how the fuck are we going to help Vassa” side quest.

Elain starts to learn more about what it takes to be a High Lady and about the territory of Spring and its people.

During visits to other courts one or two members of the IC will pop in and out.

Elucien slow burn + court romance begins (We have nice balls with tension because that’s how Jane Austen would have wanted it and this is nothing if not an austenian romance).

Elan will learn about Jessminda (that’s her name right?)

Lucien and Elain have a heart to heart one day and Lucien is like “I’ve never had a home that is mine, i’ve always owed it to someone else or it comes because they see me as a political pawn”.

Eventually another heart to heart about the complex grief (if you will) that Lucien must be feeling for Tamlin.

When we get to the Day Court, we get the baby news. Not only are they trying to gather Helion’s support but also to figure out a spell to save Vassa. Doing something with a spell Lucien and Helion find out. I imagine that Feysand is in the DC because they are trying to keep tabs on how Elain is feeling regarding her High Lady position and they wanted to meet somewhere neutral; and so is Eris, because things are getting out of hand at the AC so they are trying to see what they should do. Also Feysand are nosy bitches so of course they would be there.

After the reveal, Lucien is shooketh and leaves, Elain leaves after him. It is raining. They get wet and he stops when he arrives at a temple (we love a good P&P reference) Lucien starts the monologue of what does this mean, who am i, I’ve always been alone and Elain cuts in and says that maybe in the past he’s been alone but that he will never be again; Lucien turns to face her and she walks up to him and kisses him like the Cauldron intended when it made them mates.

We Eluciens are starting getting our well deserved smutt dishes.

Third act:

Elain is still a tad unsure about being a High Lady, because all she ever heard was that she was good at being pretty and an ornament, that she was meant to be the supporting role. Lucien is like “babes fuck what your mom said but no matter what you choose, I will choose you”.

Finally shit hits the fan at the AC so that’s where Elucien go and Helion.. because LoA is there and he says fuck it imma go help her Beron can go fuck himself.

However they do not arrive at the palace or something like that but to another location where we can finally have visual proof of what Eris has been up to. LoA appears. Her and Helion have a nice tête-a-tête.

Vassa and Jurian are there too beause #WereGoingToNeedAllTheHelpWeCanGet

Elucien formally arrive to Beron’s court, as is the plan.

The tension is absurd, the coup is about to happen, something goes wrong, they need to think of their feet, somebody gets hurt.. you know the usual stuff.

They use the spell to free Vassa and in such release of power Beron is confused and weakened

Lady of Autumn delivers the killing blow. Beron dies, power goes to Eris and everyone is like did we win??

Eris makes the joke that whichever half of Elucien will make the claim to the SC he will support it. By this moment is clear that Elain will take up the role so we all have a good laugh.

Archeron sister reunion, congratulations all around. Maybe a celebration in the SC??? or maybe that’s too tacky given that the whole court is still a mess,

Happy ending?? oh wait there’s something more uh-oh, when freeing Vassa you also freed Koshei. Oh you thought you had weakened Koshei by killing is Prythian ally? think again. Koshei is a god of death that now has full access to his powers.

The end.

#Elucien #ACOTAR 6 #Elain Archeron #Lucien Vanserra #Beron Vanserra #Helion #Sarah J Maas #FeysandfeelsPost #As per usual #whatever mistake I have made spelling or grammar wise will be corrected after and only after i post this #because I only see my mistakes when something is already public and not when it's in my drafts.

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fa-headhoncho · 4 years ago

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Unlike The Rest: Quidditch World Cup

George Weasley x Reader (eventually)

Prompt: The Malfoy Family goes to the Quidditch World Cup and, well, you know what happens.

Word Count: 1542

Reader: Female

Warning: I change the format of the series, so click the series masterlist to understand what’s going on now lol

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You hated this. Every single bit of it. You hated the snobby crowd, you hated the constant droning coming from Draco, you hated how you were in the Minister's box; you hated the fact you had to “mingle with your status”; you hated the constant whispers shared amongst your father and your brother; you hated everything. Especially the fact that you had to deal with Draco and your father without your peacemaker of a mother. But, this was the only way you could go see the Quidditch World Cup.

Initially, you had begged your parents to let you go with the Diggory’s but they were very adamant that you don’t. You assumed it was because they were traveling with the Weasley’s since they lived in the same village. That didn’t stop you from arguing, though. It was frustrating, being close friends with the Twins have made you sensitive when your family starts openly bashing their family. You have always tried to bite your tongue because if they knew, you would never be allowed to spend any more holidays with Cedric.

At the end of the day, though, you were a bit glad you are able to see one of the most legendary Quidditch World Cups. It will be one for the history books. You’ll be able to tell your kids that you were there. You’ll be able to tell your kids how much your calves were hurting from the heeled boots and how itchy the sweater dress their grandmother made you wear was too.

“Blimey, Dad.” A whiney voice echoes throughout the throng of staircases. “How far up are we?” You follow the sound to find the Weasley clan plus Harry and Hermione. Ron, of course, being the one who was bitching.

“We’ll put it this way,” Father speaks up, him and Draco stopping at the railing to look up at them all. You decided to stay back, looking for a specific redhead. “If it rains, you’ll be the first to know.”

Father continues to walk, Draco following close behind. “We are located in the Minister’s box!” He starts to gloat, “by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge, himself.”

“Shut it, Draco.” You reach out and push his back causing him to stumble slightly. He whips his head around and sends you a nasty glare. You mockingly pout your lip at him.

“Father—“

“Well, don’t boast, Draco.” He agrees, your jaw drops a bit but then he continues, “There's no need with these people.”

You shift your gaze to the floor, embarrassed at how your father is acting and trying not to snap at him either. What grabs your attention is him reaching his cane up and putting it into Harry’s foot, stopping the group from going on their way. That’s what sets you over the edge.

“Do enjoy yourself, won’t you?” He says, a sick smile on his face. “While you can.”

“Don’t want to leave the Minister waiting, do we?” You say, pushing Draco again. This time, he just smirks and resumes walking with a cocky saunter in his step.

Waiting till their out of earshot, you turn around to see the Weasleys have continued their way up the stairs. An apologetic smile appears on your face when the twins come into view. They stop and return the smile, knowing none of it came from you. What catches you off guard, though, is their brightly colored faces.

“You look ridiculous,” You snort out, Fred’s jaw drops at the accusation.

“At least we’re dressed for the occasion.”

You shake their head at them, “You two are mental.”

Fred lets out an offended scoff, a hand going up to his chest. “Come on, Georgie. We don’t need this—“ His face overdramatically scrunches up. “—bullying.” He swings his body around and stomps up their stairs.

You stand there and giggle at Fred’s antics. George just shakes his head at his other half. He then turns back to you, squatting down and reaching something out to you.

“Take it.” He opens his hand to reveal a piece of parchment, most likely ripped out of a book of Hermione’s. You furrow your eyebrows at him but you take the note. He shoots a wink before standing to his full height and following his family up to their seats.

Unable to hold back the smile on your face, you open the small piece of parchment.

If you’re able to sneak off, come visit us after the game, Fred and I have something to show you. You can also drop off our winnings… Cedric says hi too.

It’s a simple, innocent message but you can’t help the blush that appears on your face. Over the years at Hogwarts, your unlikely friendship with the twins has been one of the best things that have ever happened. Their unbelievable personalities and ability to make anyone feel comfortable no matter their background has always been something you admired.

George and you have a special bond in particular. Him being the twin you initially became friends with back in third year. Throughout time, you’ve started to feel some type of way for the younger redhead. He’s constantly making you feel included, from just saying hi to you in the halls to keeping you company in the library. He’s always finding time to see you.

Maybe it’s just because he’s the kinder twin but Cedric is convinced otherwise.

“Oi, you twit.” Draco’s annoying whine of a voice interrupts your daydreaming. “What’re you standing around for? We must—“

You roll your eyes and slip the paper into your blazer pocket, “Don’t get your wand in a knot, Draco, I’m coming.”

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In the cluster of people leaving the game, you’ve somehow managed to slip away from your family. The crowd’s rowdiness being the ultimate distraction and you use it to your advantage. In all honesty, though, it didn’t seem like your father and brother were paying attention to you. They’ve been whispering all day and you overheard Draco asking what they were going to do with you.

It sparked your curiosity but you knew better than to bud into their business. They were probably just talking about Hogwarts or something. You didn’t dwell on it, it’s been a normal occurrence during this summer that they’ve been acting this weird.

Fireworks and cheers surround you as you make your way to the Weasley's plot. George left some direction but not much, having faith that you could easily find your way. How wrong he was, the fireworks have turned to explosions and the cheers turn into screams by the time you arrive at their tent.

You turn to see the grounds, everything going up in flames. People are scattering and running towards the outskirts to the woods surrounding to escape.

“Get out, it’s the Death Eaters!” Someone shouts, your heart drops. You knew the history your family has, especially your father. This has to be what they were whispering about. You’re paralyzed in fear, watching the chaos play out in front of you.

Hermione appears at your side in a few seconds, the noise obviously drawing them out. Mr. Weasley works for the ministry and fought through the first wizarding war so he’s aware of what’s going on now.

“What’s going on?” Hermione dazedly asks, staring out onto the campgrounds beside you.

“Death Eaters,” You whisper, her head snaps to yours.

“Get back to the portkey everybody and stick together!” Mr. Weasley demands, urgency in his voice. You and Hermione turn to face the group just as he pulls out his wand. “Fred, George! Ginny is your responsibility… Part!” He yells as the rest wait for direction.

Everyone scrambles while you’re just planted there. You knew what is about to come, all the conversations you’ve eavesdropped on at home now make sense. The Dark Lord is coming back and now everything is going to change.

“Hey,” A hand is set on your shoulder but you don’t need to look who it is. “We have to go.” George moves his hand to grab yours, pulling you away from the fires but you don’t move.

“George,” You manage to say, you feel like life has just been sucked out of you. He immediately understands but he can’t just leave you here to possibly die.

I know, (Y/N).” He squeezes your hand, “but we have to go.” You allow him to pull you away.

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Your body goes into autopilot as George leads you to safety. Narrowly dodging others as they run in chaos to their own portkeys. The two of you manage to somehow find Fred and Ginny in your journey. You don’t know where you are by the time you get to the Weasley’s portkey.

“(Y/N),” Cedric gasps, seeing you with the twins. He runs over to you and envelopes you into a big hug, glad to see his best friend safe. You melt into it, not realizing how much you needed this. Tears start to form in your eyes as he pulls back. “Are you okay, where is your family? I thought…”

You shake your head at him, not having the voice to say it. Instead, you just put your head on his shoulder. Sobs start coming before you have the chance to stop them.

#george weasley #george weasley imagine #george weasley imagines #george weasley x reader #malfoy!reader #draco malfoy x sister!reader #george weasley x you #george weasley x malfoy!reader #weasley twins #weasley #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter imagines #hogwarts #unlike the rest

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bookofmirth · 4 years ago

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If y'all think az is not ready for a relationship why do you ship him with gwyn? Also, Nesta was in a bad place too and that didn't stop you from shipping nessian.

This is a really good question! idk if you were trying to be sarcastic but I am answering this as if it’s an earnest question because I think it’s an insightful comparison between Nesta and Azriel. 👍🏼 And I’ve thought about it myself.

It comes down to behavior. Every single one of sjm’s characters have experienced darkness and gone through some really hard times. The difference between Lucien and Tamlin, or between Azriel and Cassian, or even Feyre and Nesta, is how they handle that darkness and how that impacts the people around them. Lucien and Cassian and Feyre don’t take their crap out on other people (with the exception of Feyre in the Spring Court in acowar, which was arguably her worst look). Tamlin and Azriel and Nesta do.

DON’T SHOOT ME but I have actually thought that Azriel, Tamlin, and Nesta kinda..... handle(d) themselves really similarly. Their emotional intelligence is not high! They have a lot of emotions, and they don’t know what to do with them. And hey ANON NOTICED IT TOO.

If the issue with Azriel and Tamlin is that they don’t know how to deal with their problems in a way that doesn’t harm the people around them, Nesta is the poster child for not giving a shit how her behavior affected people around her. Tamlin and Azriel at least pretend to have restraint, Tamlin with the claws and Azriel with his glaring. Nesta was unapologetically on the offense from page one of acotar.

However, that was a huge part of Nesta’s healing arc in acosf, and while she and Cassian were having sex and were around one another the entire book, they didn’t become a “couple” until pretty late in the book. After Nesta had come to recognize the ways in which she needed to change her own behaviors. She didn’t decide “I need to be a different person”, it was more that she came to realize that she didn’t have to always be on the attack as a defense strategy.

As Nesta was going through that journey, Cassian didn’t hold her hand and try to baby her into compliance or submission. (It wouldn’t have worked, but that’s besides the point.) Cassian recognized when Nesta needed space (e.g. when they went on that hike) and gave it to her when she needed it. He’s a really good example of someone who knows when to step up and be supportive, and when to back off and let someone process what they need to process.

So, re: Elain, I see her as being someone who would automatically try to fix Az in the same way that she tried to be the emotional support system for the Archeron family her whole life. She’s realizing now how harmful that has been and she’s ready to snap, but in that sense Az is something familiar and comfortable, even if it that sort of relationship would ultimately be harmful. It would be really easy for her to fall back into old routine.

I hope that makes sense! Also - as a caveat, I’m not saying that all ships need to be healthy. Ship whatever, ship Tamlin and Lucien or Tamlin and the Suriel or Cassian and Erawan. Because sjm has put such a big emphasis on “healthy” relationships, though, that’s kinda the way I, personally, judge what would make sense in one of her books.

(I actually didn’t ship nessian at first, because of Nesta. I have a post way back about not shipping it that much because of Nesta. But because I wasn’t that invested either way, I just didn’t talk about it often!)

Also sometimes it really isn’t that deep and we just want these two characters to bang but not these other two lol

#acosf #nessian #elucien #anti elriel #just in case!!!#don't wanna make people mad #tamlin #azriel #nesta #ask #acosf spoilers #spoilers #anon

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seavoice · 4 years ago

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ANYWAY what I really wanted to talk about was Hazel and Jason actually, because we got so little of them but (from what I remember it’s been a looong time😫) what little interaction they had was so interesting?? I think if we took out Percy and Annabeth from the plot of HOO, this series would have been more cohesive in regards to character relationships lol. If Riordan had cared about developing his newer characters, we could have swapped out that Jason and Percy ~antagonism/bromance~ or whatever for a really cool Hazel and Jason dynamic. Roman big three kids ftw

Firstly, I think the “Jason not supposed to be at the Greek camp” and “Hazel not supposed to be alive” storylines of the first two books could have really paralleled each other in a neat way. There are elements of their backstory that parallel each other so perfectly — they both meet a sibling they didn’t know they had, they both have mothers who wanted “more” (from the mythological world in particular) and lost themselves to it, both of them come back from the dead (I know jason was dead for just a hot minute but still), they both never meet their father till this prophecy is set in motion because of reasons that are staying their hand, they both are Champions of Gods because of the choices of their mothers.....

Jason is “out of place” and Hazel feels “out of time”. At one point they are both the only Big Three kids at the Roman Camp, big esenially alone, which is more apparent and unusual in an overwhelming collective atmosphere such as Camp Jupiter (as opposed to CHB). There is genuine tension between Jason and Hazel in the scenes they have together. It feels more natural than Jason and Percy’s alpha male glaring or whatever.

You have Hazel, who at that certain point, is basically breaking so many rules of the boundaries of life and death, who’s dealing with her curse, and the overinvolvement of gods in her life—she obviously distrusts Jason because up till then he’s proved to be a rule stickler to the T (I guess the Nico situation where Jason was ready to leave him wouldn’t have shown him in a good light to Hazel AT ALL lmao💀) while he is also being the subject of overinvolvement of the gods. And he doesn’t seem to mind it!

And obviously Hazel gets sacrifice. Of course SHE does. After Gaia, her mother she can’t not know. She knows the cost that she has to pay, but it’s a cost she’d rather pay herself. And while Jason (to the readers) is obviously willing to give his own life as a sacrifice, the Nico situation would obviously make it clear to Hazel that he’s also ready to cut his losses to save the world😬 But with time, they’d probably have understood each other the best.

Anyway, it would have been cool to have got some sort of development for their relationship, you know? They could have been the ultimate Big Three relationship of the series. Some cool stuff could have even come out with the illusion powers Hazel has from Hecate/life of illusion Hera is making Piper and Leo live in regards to Jason. The parallels of their parents’ stories would have been fantastic to explore. Being the only Champions of Gods on the Argo II as a trade made by their mothers, Hazel defeating Gaia the first time around, Jason (and Leo) being prophesied to defeat him the second time...the list goes on

#hazel levesque #jason grace #PJO #hoo #anyway this is kinda jumbled but. Tumblr post. who cares #rrverse

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catchlalune · 5 years ago

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When We Collide

authors note: YEs hello!!1 I’m back at it again with the angst because I really don’t know no better. Super special thanks to Mama Bel aka @skzctnightnight for being a super awesome beta reader and giving me some awesome feedback (and otherwise encouraging me to finish this lol) also this is a request for my love Clem aka @pockpop (who also came up with the title)

Pairing: Female! Reader x Joshua Hong

CEO! Au, Enemies to lovers, mentions of college

Word Count: 3.9k (literally two words away from being 4k)

Warnings: this deals with unhealthy forms of expression, and a bit of an unhealthy relationship, if this is something that triggers you please for the love of bob DO NOT READ. I am not responsible if you ignore this warning.

You liked listening to Joshua Hong begging for you, more specifically for your assistance. The desperation in his velvety voice, the pout of his pretty pink lips, the wetness of those catlike eyes. Absolutely delicious. Any more desperate and he would be writhing under your cute black kitten heels.

"And just why should I help you?"

"Oh come the fuck on, you know why." It's half of a whine and half of a growl and it almost makes you shiver.

"Okay, maybe I'm crazy but did I just hear you say that aloud?" You narrow your eyes at him.

Joshua is on the very precipice of losing his shit, falling over the edge into anger. And Joshua Hong is a very patient man; it seemed you were the only one who could ever get him like this. You reveled in the idea that on your word and your word alone his very sanity hung in the balance. Good, he sure as hell deserved it.

You hated Joshua Hong with a stern bitterness that left a nasty taste in your mouth whenever you looked at him. It hadn’t even always been like this, but when he started to change so did your feelings for him.

In college you two were close, albeit not nearly as close as he and Jeonghan but close enough in your own right. You two were proverbially glued to the hip until he switched into his business major, but he hadn’t started to change until senior year. He’d been working dutifully on his startup project and the many hours you used to spend together would dwindle to minutes, then seconds, and finally only passing glances of tired smiles in between lectures or study groups. Joshua didn’t even show up to group outings with the rest of you anymore. Jeonghan and Vernon had tried to make excuses every time but even they stopped trying to justify his absences and eventually Joshua was nothing more than a small blip on everyone's radar. This was the first time the image of him turned rancid in your mind.

You had witnessed Joshua’s character development in his college years along with the rest of them, the shy freshman who came straight from Church choir practices into a much more outgoing sophomore, then a funny charismatic leader and finally into someone who flaked on his friends. Did he ever even consider you all friends? You knew switching majors would be hard for him especially in his third year, he had so much to make up but if you knew Joshua Hong you knew that his intelligence and patience would make up for any momentum that he lacked. Maybe it was your fault, you had encouraged him to go for it and in doing so encouraged the downfall of your relationship.

After everyone graduated and Joshua really got his startup up off the ground he had tried to weasel himself back into your lives, and everyone welcomed him with open arms. Well, everyone save for you. It seemed you were the only one that remembered his betrayal, the only one that felt your blood boil every time he talked about his business ventures and traveling around the world. He had tried so desperately to talk to you one on one but you had successfully thwarted off his advances at catching up time and time again. You, the person he has always held so dear, you, who he felt knew him the most intimately. You who he wanted by his side the most, who he tried to be the best he could be for. He had thought there had always been an unspoken attraction and tenderness between the two of you, but maybe he was wrong, maybe it was just him. Joshua wasn’t sure why there was deep set contempt in the depths of your eyes when you looked at him. Especially not when he had loved you so dutifully, so gently.

There is something distinctly venomous about someone who is generally in a caring and kind disposition being cold to you that makes it feel all the more malicious and cruel. Even more painful is it when it is the person you would lay your life down for. Words that were normally displeasing became heated bullets firing one after the other: scorching, heavy, and stone solid in their weight. Every single time you spoke to Joshua your words were laden with a potent distaste he had no idea you even had in you, you had always been so soft and warm with him. He now knew what it meant to scorn someone who was kind, if only he knew what he had done.

This continued on for years until the present, the iciness of winter melting into the rebirth of spring to the solid wall of heat that was summer into the cool refuge of autumn four times over. The relationship between the two of you only became worse with the passage of time, the minimal group outings you all had with him always ended with a scathing remark from you towards him. He grew to expect the animosity, and deemed that maybe you hating him was ultimately better than not speaking to him at all. He had put up with it for so so long, trying to get back in your good graces in the best ways he knew how but all his plans backfired. Joshua was floundering in his relationship with you and subsequently all of his friends. He felt it, every time he saw one of you he felt it.

The tension was always bubbling in the air, so frustratingly out of reach but so real and tangible he could taste it like arsenic in his mouth. In this moment, Joshua sits across from you as you glare at him without any regard to his feelings. He thinks he can finally reach up and grab it. If atmospheres could be seen this one would be as thick and as black as any bottomless abyss. The wait of words not said heavy and suffocating. Hearts beating slow, breath easing in and out in silent whistles of timidness and the reluctance can be the vile taste on their tongues. No one ever wants to speak of how heavy bad things are, because if it is spoken it is real. No one ever wants to be seen as a villain and so they do not speak in this instance, because if they speak it they are real. But you have to say it because this is not a movie, it is not a book and you and Joshua are oh, so real.

“You’re one of them.”

There's a pain in both of your chests, hearts writhing in agony at the words you spit out in your frustration. You didn’t like sitting here in this stupid big office in this stupid comfy chair with his stupid presence.

“You take that back right now (Y/N).”

His eyes are hard and set and finally you see a semblance of the man you used to know, used to love.

“No. You don’t get to tell me what to do, I am not one of your lackies. You’re an absolute greedy piece of shit.” You stand from your comfortable perch right after you say it but he stands with you, eyes just as defiant.

“I said, Take. It. Back.” He reiterates, spite leaking into every punctuated syllable.

“You asked me for my honesty Mr. Hong, so I gave it to you. Now if you’ll excus-”

“Explain it to me then.”

“What?” You’re sure you give him a dumb look but he just swallows, you can tell by the way his adams apple bobs and he fixes you with another glare.

“I said explain.”

You have to laugh at that. What was there for you to even explain? If he hadn’t gotten it by now he never would. But, you indulge him anyway.

“You think your cute little attempts at flaunting your wealth over us is welcomed? Do you think your never changing ‘gentlemanly’ act is wanted? We know you so much better than that.” Your words cut at him like razor blades, sharp and serrated and leaving trails of stinging hatred in their wake.

“What? All I’ve ever done was-”

“Was constantly paid for everything? You never show interest in our group activities and when you do come you treat us like children. ‘Oh you don’t have enough money for this? Let me help you.’ ‘This bill is way too high! Let me pay it.’ ‘I saw you looking at this but it’s so expensive! Let me get it for you!’ Do you know how tiring it is to constantly be coddled? To constantly be reminded that no matter what we do we most likely will never have a sliver of the wealth you do? You’re rich, that’s good for you but some of us like to work hard and save up for the things we want! Some of us like pooling our money together and paying for an extravagant meal! It makes us feel good to know we can have some luxuries, it reminds us of just how hard we’ve worked!”

Your voice was loud now, biting and steadily shoving into his chest pushing him back down to his seat.

“But I-”

“And the way you act towards us all? We’re supposed to be your friends but you don’t come to us with anything! You don’t tell us when you’re tired, you don’t tell us when you’re hungry, you don’t tell us when you’re hurting! You haven’t for six whole years! You faded out of our lives then thought you could waltz back in like nothing happened! Like you hadn’t discarded us for your fame and success. You think you’re lonely Joshua? You think you’ve been ostracized by us? Have you ever stopped to think for a single second that you did it to yourself? That in your clamoring for acceptance you pushed away the only people who accepted you before you had money?” Your chest heaves, face hot with the admission of your feelings.

Finally it dawns on Joshua that the emotions he had mistaken for hatred in your eyes for all these years hadn’t been hatred at all, but pain. An unmistakable hurt that could only be left by someone you thought the world of. You had thought the world of Joshua Hong and he had let it slip between his palms to land directly on your chest.

His mind is too clouded to notice the way you spit out fuck you into the clean air of his office and turn on your heels. It was hours before he looked up, the sun was starting to set, making the sky a pretty palette of pinks, oranges, and purples. The echo of your footfalls that had long since gone in the recesses of his mind, the air still smelled faintly of your scent and it drove him right back to the brink of insanity.

Joshua Hong was very tired, and very very lonely. The only words of comfort to him were the ones you left swirling in the air before you left him to sit there in a worn out slump.

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“Maybe I shouldn’t have told you to talk to her.” Jeonghan speaks to Joshua over the edge of his crystal shot glass, eyes burning into him like the taste of soju burned down their throats. Joshua was another bottle away from being absolutely shit faced. The ambience of the bar leads them into a false sense of comfort, the billowing streams of smoke from ashtrays and smells of cheap booze lingering in the air as they relaxed into the uncomfortable steele of the bar stools. The Tipsy Fox wasn’t the most savory of establishments, the lights were always so dim you could barely make out your own hands if they weren’t five inches away from your face, though the bathrooms were always modestly clean they wouldn’t be that way for very long, it didn’t have a no smoking policy so the air was always thick with the smell of tobacco amongst other things-never mind the fact it was always humid.

In plain words: not fit for a billionaire. Not that Joshua had really cared about his image much after the conversation the two of you had. It had been nearly a month by now and though Vernon and Jeonghan had offered solace in their company they had definitely relayed that they most definitely had the same ill feelings though not quite as intense as you. He confronted (or more like cried to) everyone else later that night after your conversation and it left his soul feeling weary. Woozi and Minghao had chided him and when they listened to his reasoning they had asked if he had even listened to your words. They were not as forgiving as Jeonghan and Vernon (especially Minghao, who was what seemed to be your new best friend? When had that even happened?) but not nearly as stingy as you had been.

Over the course of the month there were some hard feelings and some disagreements but nothing that wasn’t able to be ironed out with long open-minded conversations. Finally everyone had come to the agreement that if he worked harder at just being present in general then it might restore the friendships much faster. They were so patient and so willing to speak with him he felt like you had completely blind sided him. He flip flopped between understanding the logic behind your ill feelings towards him and not getting how you could be so uncompromising when everyone else was. The latter was what he was feeling at the moment confiding in Jeonghan.

“I just don’t understand Han, how do I fix it if (Y/N) won’t let me?”

There’s a few beats of silence before Jeonghan sighs and pours each of them another shot. Joshua downs it as soon as it’s filled and Jeonghan sucks his teeth. He made a mental note to not pour anymore drinks for him.

“Shua, you’re both going to drive me insane. Why can’t you two just talk to each other like adults instead of putting me in the middle of it?” The question is more rhetorical than anything else as he mutters it to himself but Joshua still hears him, a faint sparkle lights up his brown eyes.

“She talked to you about me?”

Jeonghan shifts back in his seat and gives his friend a long hard look. The dim lighting only made the bags under his eyes appear darker but he still looked good, Joshua always looked nice. His eyes shift past Joshua to your visage which draws more than just his glance as you walk into the dingy bar.

Even for a normal person you'd look like a mirage, silky green dress hugging your frame like a dream and face made up in a natural look. You carry yourself with an air of confidence that you've hardly ever done. Jeonghan could tell you were more than feeling yourself tonight.

It doesn't take Joshua long to catch the way Jeonghan was no longer paying attention to him so he turns to the direction his friend is looking and he swears his heart almost falls out his ass. You have finally crossed the bar to them and for a second Josh forgets all the years and pain and thinks you'll be settling in next to him for a long conversation about whatever for however long. Even with you wearing the color he most despised you look simply ravishing. His face heats up, feeling absolutely touch starved as he takes in the way your hand curls around your glass after getting your drink. How long has he been staring that you've had enough time to order and receive it?

“You know, it’s impolite to stare.” You don’t spare him a glance, instead sipping the cool drink from the glass in your hand.

“How can I not when you’re so pretty?” You stop, glass half way raised to your lips with the feeling of fire etched beneath your skin.

“I am so sorry, he’s really drunk right n-”

“I’m not drunk, I just thought she should know.”

Jeonghan was trying to fix it, and had Joshua just let him there wouldn’t be this weird tension hanging in the air. They watch as you finish bringing your drink to your lips and take a large gulp before placing it on the polished wood to look at Joshua.

Again, you don’t exchange words but you do take him in wholly. From the disheveled look of his silky cream colored button down (that had three buttons undone), to the messiness of his blue hair he was currently carding his hand through, to the faint flush on his cheeks, the way his black slacks fit his thighs, all the way to his eyes- brown and full of so much unspoken you had a feeling if you let the words fall out of his lips they would tumble around for hours. Yes, Joshua Hong was a sight. Ethereal sitting in an old bar while lighting the place up, you wondered if he felt the hungry stares from everyone else. For a moment you forgot all the ill feelings, feeling just as hungry as they looked.

You finish your drink before standing with a sigh.

“Come on, you need to sober up...before you do something stupid.”

Jeonghan and Joshua blink at you before the former tries to suppress a smile, he fails miserably.

The Tipsy Fox isn’t the most savory of establishments but it leads to a long night of you three eating hangover soup together as Jeonghan tells really bad jokes to get everyone to laugh. And when it is finally over after the sun begins to peek its head over the top of the horizon and you are alone in your bed with a full tummy you think about how it reminds you of the past. You wouldn’t admit it out loud but it feels so good your heart melts and feels a lot less frozen. You really wish you could hate Joshua Hong.

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The next time you two meet it’s been a week since your heart has begun to thaw and you weren’t expecting to see him here at all, had you been you definitely would be wearing something much more flattering. But the more important thing was, how had he even remembered this old place? An old run of the mill rinky dink bookstore surely could’ve been easily forgotten by someone who probably didn’t even have time to read books anymore. Did he have time to read books anymore? Is that why he never had time to speak to any of you?

“I didn’t expect to see you here.” Josh flashes you a warm smile that makes that fire ignite under your skin again.

He couldn’t have come at a worst time, here you are sat on a stool (courtesy of the store owner) in leggings and an oversized sweater with a copy of Song of Solomon perched between your fingers. In an effort to look uninterested in his presence you languidly run your gaze up and down his body before looking back at the pages. Hopefully the sweat on your palms wouldn’t make the hardcover slip right from between them. Was this always the effect he had on you or had it just been because of that spark you felt a week ago?

“That makes two of us.”

“Toni Morrison is a good author.”

You have to pick your head up to look at him not expecting the two of you to talk over each other, a wave of confusion crossing over your features. Joshua on the other hand just laughs, he wears that particular shade of mirth well. It makes your stomach churn.

“You weren’t expecting me to be here either?”

“She is a good author.”

You crinkle your nose and Joshua laughs even harder. His laughter warms up the quiet store in a way that has the owner popping her head in the aisle with a small smile of her own. An old woman much older looking now than she was when the two of you were still in college. Back then things had been much easier, and the hole in the wall bookstore was a safe haven even when you didn’t need to study and the library was packed. The two of you had just happened upon it on a random late afternoon walk and it had quickly become your place. A little pocket of normalcy in the chaos of campus life, a place that when you stepped in felt as though space and time was at a stand still.

Now, Joshua sits across from you at the small table the two of you used to use to study waiting for your tea to cool as the old woman talks your ear off about how Joshua had been a faithful regular and even bought the property when she had been in danger of losing it all. She doesn’t leave until your cup is finished and Joshua has nearly melted into the cushy chair beneath him. You stare at him for a while before you say anything again.

“You remembered?”

You remember telling Joshua once that you would love it if the two of you could buy it from the old woman one day so you could run it in your old age. He had agreed heartily but you were sure it was just from the mixture of exhaustion and alcohol the two of you consumed. It was only a passing comment though you had definitely meant every word of it.

“I remember everything about you.”

You bristle at the comment, how could he say something like that so nonchalant and act as if he hadn’t?

“You don’t mean that.”

He takes a long sip of his tea and takes his time setting down the porcelain. The look he gives you is a mixture of sad and weary and you almost wish you hadn’t said it. Normal people would have sighed or shown any form of displeasure, but not Joshua Hong. He sits with you and stares with a level amount of patience that makes you itch.

“How could I ever forget something important to someone I love?”

“You don’t-”

“Please, I’ve always loved you. Do you think I’d be sitting here if I didn’t? You may not believe me but I’ve always told you in my own way, though I’m not very good with those words.”

You swallow thickly feeling like a piece of cotton is lodged in your throat and won’t move. This was not something you were prepared to do today.

“The way you expressed your pain wasn’t very healthy but the way I dealt with my career wasn’t very healthy either. Shutting each other out and not talking hasn’t been working for the last six years, so can we try something different?”

His voice is pleading, forcing you to look into his eyes. Had you made him look like that? Did you look the same? You could feel the wet stinging at the corners of your eyes now, threatening to spill over and splatter against the table top like silent gun shots full of repressed emotions.

“Something different?”

His lips tilt upwards at your question, finally feeling like he was making some progress.

“Why don’t we start by meeting here every Wednesday to read together and talk about our feelings and then once we’ve both gotten better coping mechanisms we try something more?”

It doesn’t even take you half a minute to answer him.

#seventeen angst #kpop angst #kprosenet #joshua angst #kpop scenarios #seventeen scenarios #joshua scenarios #tw: unhealthy coping mechanism #tw: unhealthy relationship #joshua hong #hong jisoo #kpop #seventeen

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wildlyminiaturesandwich · 5 years ago

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🏠 Tiny Living Stuff Pack Review 🏠

Thank you to the EA Game Changer Program for providing me with the opportunity to play with Tiny Living Stuff early!

I didn’t have a lot of time to play around with this pack because I had some real life obligations during the early access time frame and the embargo time was once again at a ridiculous hour of the morning for me (don’t get me started on that mess), but here’s what I did learn about the new Tiny Living Stuff Pack.

I feel like I need to say straight away that this is my favourite stuff pack so far. The reason I feel the need to say that is because when I sat down to go through the notes I’d made during early access and type up this review, the more I got into it, the more it started to sound... aggressively ranty 😬

I was going to try to tone it down a bit, but honestly there are already so many reviews out there that gloss over the glaring bugs that I figured I might as well just leave it. It’s my honest opinion of the pack, and what’s the point of doing a review if I’m not giving my honest opinion, no matter how ranty? lol

I’m gonna put this under a cut, because spoilers.

— What I loved —

🏠 Create-a-Sim:

I’ve been saying for a long time we need more comfy casual clothing for our sims and with this pack we finally got some! LOOK AT THOSE JAMMIES!

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting any CAS items with this pack, but we got some amazing clothing that I will no doubt use on literally every sim I make lol

The hairs are good too, and more options are always appreciated, however I honestly feel like we already have different variations of most of them.

The best part about the hairs is that every single one of them has been made available for kids and toddlers! Apparently one of the gurus found a quick and cost effective way to convert hairs, so hopefully we’ll see this happen more and more with each future pack!

🏠 Buy Mode:

The Buy Mode objects are 100% the star of this pack for me. I don’t think there is a single thing in the buy catalogue of this pack that I didn’t absolutely adore! Some of the objects have issues — and I’ll get into that in a bit — but overall I love, love, LOVE the general concept of everything.

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The objects in this pack were based off the Scandinavian concept of Hygge and I really think they hit the nail on the head! Everything feels so cozy and comfy, with a little hint of Ikea to the furniture and I just... I can’t even really put into words how much I love it all. I honestly can’t remember a single previous pack (expansion, game or stuff) where I have loved every item in the buy catalogue, there’s usually always something that’s like “Meh” or “I don’t like this at all” to me, but the objects in this pack are 10/10.

I also love that they combined so many things. Like the murphy bed with the couch on the front (though I do wish we were also given that couch as a separate couch as well) and the TV unit that’s also a bookcase AND a stereo. And I really appreciate that they went back and redid some of the old book ends to make them functional bookcases.

— What I didn’t love —

🏠 Create-A-Sim:

I say it with every pack and I’m going to continue to say it even if no one is listening...

WHERE ARE THE KIDS, TODDLERS AND ELDERS CAS ITEMS!?

I know the kids and toddlers got some hairs but that doesn’t make up for the serious lack of CAS content that every age range besides young adults has and it’s getting really hard to make unique sims when there isn’t enough content to choose from.

🏠 Build Mode:

For a pack dedicated to Tiny Living, I was really disappointed to see literally only one door in the build catalogue. ONE. I was expecting some small windows, maybe some sliding doors, but nope; just one door. Hell I would have even been happy to have less CAS stuff in exchange for some build stuff!

I get why they haven’t added bunk beds and spiral stairs yet, those are a lot of work and I’m ok with waiting until they perfect them BUT this would have been the perfect pack to add ladders. We already have ladders in game that are fully animated (pool and island living ladders) it really wouldn’t take that much work to make ladders work between floors. I HATE the idea of having to put stairs outside in tiny builds and ladders are the ultimate in space saving “technology"; I feel like the team really dropped the ball on that one.

🏠 Murphy Beds:

Listen, I love the concept of the murphy beds and the design of them looks really cool but I can’t see myself using them at all as they are currently.

I was almost immediately disappointed with them when I realised they were remote controlled. I know that it makes it easier for the Sims Team so they don’t have to work so hard to animate them, but I really wanted sims to pull them down by hand. The reason I wanted murphy beds in the game was because they would fit better with small apartments and homes of sims who don’t have a lot of money, and to me a remote controlled murphy bed sounds incredibly expensive.

Oh but don’t worry, because apparently the remote control is invisible?

Now, the version of the game that the Gurus were using for the stream didn’t have invisible remotes BUT they use a dev build of the game that isn’t the same as ours, and many other Game Changers are also saying its invisible for them too, so I dunno what happened but that’s just one of the things that needs to be fixed.

The other issue, which is the biggest deal breaker for me, is that the damn things constantly break! And I do mean CONSTANTLY. You know how when you buy a cheap stereo or sink it’ll last a few days/uses before it breaks? Yeh, not the case for the murphy beds. They break instantly, and they break often.

I was REALLY looking forward to murphy beds being added to the game and I thought if there’s one thing I need to do above all else with this pack, it’s test out those glorious murphy beds! Well... I managed to play for roughly three sim days and here’s what happened during that time:

Bed 1 (never used before) got stuck on first use and squashed Sim 1

Bed 1 got stuck on second attempt and killed Sim 1

Bed 1 got stuck on third attempt and squashed Sim 2

Bought brand new bed

Bed 2 pulled down without issue for Sim 2

Bed 2 broke at 11pm while Sim 2 was sleeping and squashed Sim 2

Sim 2 refused to sleep for 3 hours out of fear while Sim 3 was able to sleep in broken, sparking bed for that time without issue because they weren’t in it when it squashed Sim 2

Sim 2 repaired bed while Sim 3 continued to sleep

After 3 hours Sim 2 went back to sleep and Bed 2 broke again almost immediately

Bought brand new bed. Again.

Bed 3 got stuck on first attempt and squashed Sim 2

Bed 3 got stuck on second attempt and squashed Sim 3

Bed 3 pulled down without issue on third attempt for Sim 3

Sims 2 and 3 slept for another 2 hours before Bed 3 started sparking again but didn’t squash them

Woke Sim 2 up to repair bed and immediately sent Sim 2 back to bed (the fear moodlet only happens if they get squashed but the bed can break without squashing them apparently?)

Bed 3 broke again 3.5 hours later and squashed both Sim 2 and 3

I rage quit.

For the so-called “Hero” object of this pack, this is just unacceptable. The percentage for breakage REALLY needs to be turned down because in my opinion they’re not usable as they are.

And even if it weren’t for all the bugs, I probably still wouldn’t use them in tiny homes because I don’t think they’re space saving at all. They take up exactly the same amount of space as normal beds do; 6 tiles. You can’t put anything in front of them or around them if you want them to be functional on both sides, and you can’t even put dangling lights above them because I guess, realistically, the bed would hit them on the way down?

It’s especially annoying with the murphy bed that has the couch attached. It would have been really nice to add a small coffee table or ottoman in front of it but you can’t because then your sims won’t be able to use the bed. I really wish they had have made at least the little round coffee table and the ottoman from this pack inventory-able. Sims could have them out during the day, and throw them in their inventory when they need to use the bed at night, then place them back down in the morning when they wake up.

I think it’s this aspect — not being able to put things around/in front of the murphy beds — that actually annoys the most; the bugs will probably be fixed eventually but I can’t see this ever changing. I spent most of the three days we had for early access trying to work out how to fit a murphy bed into a 32 tile micro home without having it just sitting in the middle of an empty room and let me tell you, it’s not worth the frustration.

— The Verdict —

🏠 7/10 Would go Tiny again

As I said, this is my favourite stuff pack so far and I will get a lot of use out of the CAS and Buy stuff, but because of all the things I mentioned above I can’t give it a 10/10.

I do love the content of this pack, but right now I’m getting kind of fed up with the issues that keep happening with every pack lately. It’s all stuff that should have been caught by QA testing, stuff that is glaringly obvious to the average player, and stuff that would have only taken two minutes of gameplay to find out was a problem. I don’t know who tests these packs, but whoever it is needs to step up their game in a big way.

Overall I really do love the pack, but some major aspects fell a little flat for me. And the fact that that’s not at all a surprise, and that this feeling of “I like it, but...” has become the norm with new packs is really quite sad.

If you have questions about Tiny Living Stuff, feel free to drop an ask in my box, anon will be on right up until the release 😊

#The Sims 4 #Sims 4 #TS4 #Tiny Living #EAGameChangers

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raysofcrosby · 5 years ago

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LITTLE DO YOU KNOW PT. 3

“𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦." ━ 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐤

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requested: yes | no

warnings: nothing i don’t think.

word count: 4,960 [oof hello]

authors note: ok so this turned out a lot better than i thought it was going to be, but it’s still like a filler ch really. i tried to put as much fluff stuff that i could but i swear from here on out, no more filler chs lol. also, idk how professional teams travel to the airport and stuff, so plz don’t come at me for that. i only know how college teams travel. if you haven’t read the first two parts, you can read there here and here! anyway, i hope you enjoy part three!

"Baby Benn, you've gotta get up."

You groaned, moving your hand around your bed and grabbing the nearest pillow, pressing it down over the back of your head to mute the noise around you.

"That's it, I'm resorting to dumping water on her. Do you have a cup?"

"If you dump water on her, that's a for sure way to get her to hate you, J." That was Kennedy and the other voice sounded like Big Rig, but your mind wasn't fully awake to identify it yet.

"Dump water on me and I'll castrate you." You mumbled, tossing the pillow aside and instead, pulling your covers over the top of your head. "Now shut up and let me sleep."

"I'm afraid we can't do that, Y/N," Kennedy replied, shuffling around the room. "I'll finish packing whatever she started last night, and you get her up."

"How am I supposed to do that? I don't want to be castrated and water is the only way I know that will work!"

You heard Kennedy sigh as she shuffled around the room. "How about telling her that you brought her coffee?"

You threw back the blanket off of your head and rubbed your eyes before sitting up and staring at Big Rig and Kennedy who were standing by your bed. "Coffee?"

Kennedy smiled at him and patted his chest. "Works every time. Now get her dressed."

Big Rig watched helplessly as Kennedy went off towards your drawers with your backpack in hand. He turned to you and smiled, shoving the dunkin' iced coffee towards you. "I got you coffee."

You took it cautiously, staring at the label and seeing that it was your usual order, which meant either he's paid attention to your coffee order or Kennedy told him what to get. "What are you doing here?"

"I was dropping Kennedy off and now I'm taking you to the airport."

"Why were you dropping her�� oh!" You stared at the two of them, Kennedy keeping her back to you as she finished up packing your backpack and Big Rig rubbing the back of his neck as his face turned red. "well, thanks for at least letting me have the room when you brought me home."

"We didn't bring you, home babe, this is the first I've stepped foot here since

we left yesterday."

"Then who–"

"That would be Segs and you need to get dressed, now." Big Rig said, taking the coffee from your hands as Kennedy shoved some jeans and your Dallas Stars polo into your arms.

"Wait...Tyler dropped me–"

"Dressed, now! You need to get on a plane soon." Kennedy replied, pulling you out of your bed and ushering you towards the bathroom. "If you're not dressed and ready in five, you're going naked," and then she shut the door.

You stood there still half asleep and holding your uniform in your hands while your mind was still stuck on the fact that Tyler drove you home. But he had been drinking, so maybe he bought you an uber back to the dorm with someone? No, that wouldn't make sense. The only person you knew at the party that had any relation to SMU was Cole. And with the way Tyler felt about Cole, you highly doubt he'd put you in an uber with him. Well if it was Tyler who brought you back to your dorm, at least he let you sleep as you were, which you had to admit...sleeping in his jersey was the comfiest thing you could manage to remember from last night. After you changed out of your costume and into your jeans and polo, you folded Tyler's jersey up just as Kennedy knocked on the door.

"Are you dressed or are you giving the Stars a show on the plane?"

You held onto the jersey and spandex, opening the door and giving her a sleepy glare. "One, my brother is on that plane and that's gross. And two, could you please stop being so loud. I'm tired and hungover."

You placed the jersey onto your bed and Big Rig looked at it with a smile. "So, what's the story about that?"

You smiled, "well it's a sexy one actually," you snatched your coffee out of his hands and took a sip. "Kidding. But do you know a place I can get it washed before I give it back?"

"Sure why not, but we need to go now before we get left behind."

Kennedy handed you your backpack and placed her hands on your shoulders. "Do a kickass job today roomie, I love you."

"Love you too, ya nerd." You laughed, shrugging the backpack onto your shoulders. "And thanks for not taking my books out of here."

"Who's the nerd now?" She smiled, turning to Big Rig and suddenly blushing. "I had a lot of fun last night, thanks again."

"I'll text you...on the plane?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck again as she nodded. He leaned down and kissed her cheek before looking at me and clearing his throat. "Alright, plane to catch. Let's go Baby Benn!"

He came up behind you and pushed you out of the door as he followed close behind. "As soon as we get into my car, I'm probably going to break a multitude of speeding laws, so please don't tell your brother."

"I won't tell as long as you spill the beans on Tyler taking me home and whatever happened between you and Kennedy last night."

"Ooh, you really want the details? Kinky."

You elbowed him in the side and he groaned. "Not that, you perv."

He shoved you ahead of him as you guys left your dorm building and headed towards his car parked in an emergency lane. "Well, you've got a deal," he unlocked his car and walked around to the drivers' side, pointing his key at you. "As long as you don't spill your coffee in my car."

"My precious coffee? Never." You gasped, taking another long sip before smiling at him. "Now spill."

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It was a miracle that you didn't fall asleep on the car ride to the airport. Big Rig had his heater on blast, along with his seat warmers– making his car feel like one big blanket wrapped around you. Your iced coffee wasn't doing anything to help your body wake up, no matter how long you were trying to make it last for the flight. One good thing that was beneficial from the car ride, was his story with how he and Kennedy ended up becoming closer.

Some point in time after Cole threw his hissy fit at you he had kept his word and went to start a game of beer pong with three other girls. Kennedy was hanging out with your brother and Big Rig when she spotted Cole getting a little too friendly with his teammate, again keeping to his word. Kennedy being the dedicated best friend she is, of course, approached him in her badass manner and went off on him after 'politely', as Big Rig put it, telling the girl to buzz off. He said she was like a chihuahua approaching King Kong and King Kong was terrified. Big Rig didn't come in until Cole had 'accidentally' spilled one of the water cups all over her top and he stepped in to prevent Kennedy from going berserk on him. Your brother, apparently, then told Cole to 'get the fuck out' and before he did, he bumped into Kennedy and Big Rig. In which, Kennedy yelled after him calling him a '40th round, bench-warming draft pick' as he walked out.

Big Rig had apparently helped her into the kitchen and found some paper towels to help her dry off her costume and then commented on her obvious distaste for Cole and shockingly...the two of them bonded over that. Otherwise, their entire night was spent talking about her major, his sister's Olympic experience, dancing, drinking and then well...you. Kennedy again, being Kennedy, had pulled the first move on him, asking him if he wanted to go back to your guys' place and 'not watch Netflix.' When they went to find you to tell you that they were heading out, Tyler was bringing you out from the hallway where you had found his dogs. You were pretty drunk and the two of them offered to take you back to the dorm, but according to Big Rig, Tyler read the situation and told them to go ahead, that he'd get you back to the dorm. Then they went back to his apartment, had leftover pizza, didn't watch some Netflix and the rest was history.

You were ultimately proud of Kennedy for finally finding the hockey player she's always wanted, and you were even more happy that it was Big Rig of all players. He was intimidating at first due to his size, but he was a sweetheart too. And while their personalities were opposite on some spectrums, you knew it would work between the two of them. When you got to the airport and parked his car, the two of you rushed through the set-up security area before walking onto the tarmac and towards the plane. He, being the giant that he is, was painfully many steps ahead of you. You kept trying to catch up so you wouldn't have to walk onto the plane alone and awkward, but your backpack weighed down with your study supplies was not helping in any way.

When the two of you got onto the plane, you were both greeted with smiles and hellos. The seats in the front were filled with the guys who had already seemed to set up camp, whether that be already deep into their Netflix accounts or passed out against the windows. You continued to follow Big Rig down the aisle, seeing your brother sitting beside Rads, shockingly. "So she lives," he laughed, leaning back into his seat and nodding at your coffee. "Is it doing the trick?"

"Not even close," You pouted, stopping beside him. "So where the hell am I supposed to sit?"

He shrugged his shoulders, putting an earphone in. "I don't know, find an empty seat I guess."

"Wow, brother of the year award right there." You replied, flicking his ear and running down the aisle before he could reach back and jab you.

When you regained your focus, you saw that Big Rig was already seated down next to Dickinson and you sighed, trucking on towards the back half of the plane. Resting about five rows from the back, was an empty window seat and you felt yourself get excited and then your eyes landed on the body sitting in the seat beside it. There was Tyler, looking down at his lap with his headphones on his head and completely unattached from the world. You took a deep, calming breath before walking the few steps and coming to a stop next to his seat. He didn't notice your presence and you looked down to see him watching some Christmas movie. You tapped his shoulder and he looked up, smiled and then nudged a headphone off of his ear. "Wow, don't you look like such a happy camper."

"I'm just peachy," you replied, giving him a sarcastic smile before nodding your head at the empty seat. "Can I sit there?"

"Not like you have a choice, seeing that it's one of the only empty ones left," he looked ahead at the front of the plane and then at the seat beside him.

"Come on, Tyler. I'm exhausted, my brain hates me, my coffee isn't doing its job and I need to finish making my study cards so I can study on the flight back."

He held his hands up and laughed. "Alright, alright geez, I'll move." He stood up and let you get to your seat. "Besides, that seat's yours anyway."

"And care to clarify how that is, Seguin?" You replied, taking your backpack off and resting it down by your feet.

"Well, I told you that I'd save you a seat, didn't I?"

You paused, still bent over so you could grab your school stuff and honestly felt like you might just stay that way. You couldn't help but wonder just how Tyler managed to save you a seat. Did he deliberately turn people away by saying he was saving it for you? Did he just say that he wanted the extra room to stretch out and sleep? Who normally sat with him on plane rides? You figured it would have been Jamie or Rads seeing how buddy-buddy the three of them are...but they were upfront and Tyler was back here. "Ma'am, we're getting ready to take off soon. You need to sit upright."

Your cheeks only grew redder as you collected your stuff from your backpack into your arms and sat yourself up avoiding the flight attendant and Tyler's gaze. As she moved on, Tyler failed to continue to stifle his laughter. "Well look at you, Y/N. Someone thinks you're old enough to be a ma'am."

"It's called Southern Hospitality, Tyler. I figured you would've picked some of that up since you've been living here for six years." You spat back, still holding your stuff tight against you as the plane began to move.

He sucked in a breath, looking at you and then your coffee. "Yikes, I guess your coffee must not be doing its job then, huh? What do you even drink anyway?"

"Tyler come on–"

He reached for your coffee and spun it around to read the label. You thought about making a joke about whether or not he had the capability to read since he was holding it so close to his face, but your brain was too tired to even think about coming up with a rebuttal. "Medium, hazelnut iced coffee, with almond milk and two splendas." He looked back up at you and handed you your coffee. "No wonder why you’re tired, this is watered down caffeine."

"I'll have you know that it's very delicious." You replied, tilting the cup back at him.

He looked at it and quickly leaned in, taking a sip from your straw before leaning back just as quick so you couldn't hit him. You watched as his facial expressions resembled those of the kombucha girl video Kennedy showed you two weeks ago. But instead of ending in total disgust, he just crossed his arms and adjusted his headphones. "Okay, it is good."

You smiled in victory and put your coffee back down just when the seatbelt sign turned off. "Gentlemen and...lady, the seatbelt sign is off and you may move about the cabin. Our flight attendants will come around soon and serve you food and drinks of your choice. It's about 36 degrees in Denver right now with a low of 25. Our flight time totals out to be 2 hours, so relax and go Stars!"

"I'm sorry, did he say 36 degrees?" You asked, looking at Tyler.

"It's November and Colorado, what do you expect, Y/N?" He laughed, putting his phone in his lap. "What are you doing?"

You pulled down the tray table in front of you and placed your flashcards container on it, along with your Physiology book. "I have a test on Tuesday and I was supposed to spend all day today in the library making my cards and studying since I don't have class, but I'm traveling with you guys so..."

"You don't have class on Friday?"

"Wednesdays and Fridays, nope." You opened your book to the right page and pulled out your cards. "My mentor loves me and helped me figure out how to keep those free, especially with the internship.

"So if you have Friday's off...why don't you ever come out to the bars with us after the games? You always make it seem like you have more important things to do."

"Well...I have a boyfriend–"

"Barely."

You gave him a look and went back to adjusting your supplies. "And a roommate who may love hockey, but doesn't want to hang around the players 24/7."

He frowned and looked back down at his phone as you unzipped your pencil case. "So what's up with Jamie?"

"I don't know, he's your best friend, why don't you ask him yourself? I'm not my brother's keeper."

"I meant Big Rig," he replied, rolling his eyes. "What's up with you two? Do you...like him?"

"Not you too..." you groaned and looked at him, honestly annoyed since that was the second time you were asked about you and Big Rig. "Cole said the same thing. We're just friends and I think he's more into my roommate anyway, considering he dropped her off this morning...if you catch my drift."

You could see a hint of red on his cheeks as he opens his mouth and then closes it before looking back at his phone. "So no–"

"Nope, no feelings because he's just a friend, Kennedy likes him and that's a violation of girl code." You picked up a card and pointed your pen at him. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to work on these cards."

He rested his phone into his lap and leaned over to look at them. "How many do you have to make?"

"48."

"I could help you if you want? Just to make it a bit easier. I'm not doing anything but watching Netflix, anyway."

You looked at Tyler, surprised by his gesture but already knew your answer. "Sorry Seguin, but I've seen your chicken scratch and there's no way I'd get a good grade if I can't read my cards."

He stuck out his bottom lip and put on his best puppy dog eyes. "I could take my time and make them neat?"

You lifted the armrest between you and Tyler and brought your legs up to sit criss-cross on your seat. He didn't even blink an eye, still watching his phone as you burrowed down into your seat and brought your book into your lap, preparing your notecards.

Two hours would be the perfect time to get 48 cards done, no problem.

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Two hours was not enough time to finish your notecards, let alone ten. However, two hours was plenty of time to get some extra sleep on the shoulder of your seat buddy. The last thing you remembered was looking through your book, trying to find the definition for a term and then the next thing you knew, Big Rig and Jamie were discussing whether or not to draw a mustache on your face with one of your highlighters. It was embarrassing to know that you had used Tyler as your personal pillow for the entire flight, a fact that you know he'd come back and probably use against you later on as a joke.

From the airport, the team hopped onto a bus and went straight to the arena to settle in. The Avalanche training staff was helpful in regards to giving you guys things if you didn't have them, but luckily you managed to pack just about everything. Though you guys needed an extra heating pad, Dave sent you down to their training room after asking their head trainer if it was okay to borrow one. Needless to say, walking into the Avalanche training room dressed in your Stars polo was a little awkward. Not in the sense that it was enemy territory, but in the fact that it was a pleasant surprise to see some of their players shirtless.

It was also incredibly hard not to slip Andre Burakovsky or Tyson Jost your number.

Your pre-game ritual was always the same. Stretch Big Rig and his shins, give Jamie a hassle for needing a bunch of ibuprofen and help whoever needed help when Craig was busy. Only this time, like the last few games since the first time you did it, taping Tyler's ankles were involved in your routine. You didn't think much of it considering that Craig was busy and Tyler was incapable of taping his own ankles, but when all was said and done and you thought about it– Tyler hasn't had anyone else tape his ankles, but you, since that one game.

At least you didn't think much of it until post-game when Tyler came to get them taken off and he said, 'you're my good luck charm, guess you're taping my ankles for good now.'

That sentence hasn't stopped echoing in your brain since he spoke it and now here you were, 30,000 feet in the air and still thinking about it. You and Tyler were sharing seats again and the flight attendants had already come by with dinner– a side salad, some chicken and steamed vegetables. Most of the guys around you either had their lights off to sleep, or were off in the middle of the plane at the cards table playing poker. You and Tyler were the only exception in the back of the plane who had the light on, and that's cause you were getting ready to study.

You took Tyler's bathroom break as the time to set aside your hot coffee and set out your books and notecards again. You unhooked your notecards holder and took out the cards, black ink catching your eye on the blank side of the card. You set down the holder and picked up the stack, turning it over.

Epiglottis

You flipped over the card.

Thin leaf-shaped Valve that keeps food and liquid from entering the lungs.

You stared at the card, putting it down with the rest and spreading them out. Every card was filled with the same handwriting, each term and definition matching. It wasn't exactly chicken scratch, it was slightly neater...almost as if the person who wrote them had taken their time to fill them out. Tyler sat down in the seat beside you, sighing and looking down at your tray. "Oh shit."

You looked at him and then back at the cards, stacking them back together. "Did you fill out my cards?"

"When you fell asleep, yeah. I felt bad because you really seemed like you needed to get them done today, but then you fell asleep," he picked up a loose card, handing it to you. "Did I get one wrong? I tried to correct the spelling, but I swear that the book doesn't have English in it."

You looked back down at your cards, adding in the one Tyler handed to you and smiled, taking note of just how patient he must have tried to be, in order to not make your cards look like crap. "Thanks. For letting me sleep on you and for filling out my cards. That makes it a lot easier to study."

"I could help you study too...if you want? Like, quiz you or something?"

You blushed at his offer, appreciating it but also not knowing how the studying could exactly work. "Oh uh...actually, it's a labeling test. So I'd have to not only define the terms but uh, locate them on a chart of the human body."

Tyler bit the inside of his cheek and then stood up, holding his arms out to his side. "Label me then."

You raised your eyebrows in surprise and he just nodded. You stood up, handing him the deck of cards. "I'll go ask Dave to see if he has some tape tucked away somewhere."

"I'll be right here." He kept true to his word, standing up with his arms out to his side as you walked down the aisle. You turned to look back to see if he had at least reached down to grab his phone, but he was still standing there as if he was afraid to move.

"Hey Dave, sorry to bother you," You whispered, squatting down beside his seat. "You wouldn't happen to have any tape, would you?"

"I knew it'd come in handy one day," He laughed, putting down his iPad and reaching into his backpack and bringing out some athletic tape. "Do one of the guys need it? I told them to make sure to get whatever taping they needed to be done before we left the arena."

"Oh no, it's for me," You replied, standing up and nodding your head towards the back. "Tyler is helping me with my test and he's being my human label dummy."

Dave turned back and laughed as Tyler was still standing there. "Alright, I don't know how you managed to get Seggy to do school work, but good luck!"

You gave him a polite smile before making your way back to your seat, cautious not to wake anyone up or bump into anyone's seat as you did. It would be considered a miracle if any of these grown men knew how to travel on a commercial flight, seeing as their legs and arms were extended into the aisle like nobody's business. You scooted by Tyler with the tape in hand and reached for your coffee, taking a sip. "Do you need a sip? I can't have you falling asleep on me, now."

Tyler seems to consider your offer before nodding his head and reaching for your coffee. His fingertips brushed against your own, and you weren't sure if the warm feeling in your chest was from the coffee or your hands touching. He gave it back and stood up a little straighter, puffing out his chest. "Alright, I'm ready."

"Who knows Seguin," you said, shuffling through your cards and picking one. "Maybe you'll learn something from this."

"You as my teacher? Now that's something I wouldn't pass up." He replied, smiling at you before nodding down at your cards. "What's first?"

Studying with Tyler wasn't supposed to be that much fun. At least you didn't think it was supposed to be. During the first round of going through your cards, every word that you read off, Tyler looked lost and confused. Even going as far as to say 'wow, I didn't know that had a name' whenever you taped the location onto his clothes. The second time around, a few of the boys around you were starting to wake up and wanted to take part in taping 'funny-sounding words' to Tyler. And if they didn't take part in the educational or the fun aspect, they sure as hell took part in taking pictures for their social media platforms, making fun of him. By the beginning of the third time around, when it was almost time to land in Dallas, Tyler was starting to pick up on a few words, even pointing to their locations on the two of you.

You were more awake than tired by the time the plane landed and it was time to say goodbye to the boys for the night. Tyler, being the gentleman you never thought he had the capability of being, helped you pack of your school stuff and even put your flashcards in order. "You know, for someone who was constantly yawning during the game, you sure do look wide awake."

"That's what three cups of coffee can do to a girl, Seguin." You checked your phone to see the time and noticed it was almost 2 A.M. "I think I can hang out in our dorm lounge to get a few more hours in before calling it a night."

"Why don't you just come over to my place?" He asked, walking ahead of you off of the plane. "I had a lot of fun helping you study, plus I'm sure the dogs would love to see you."

Study, yeah. Because that's the first thing that popped into your mind when he asked you to come over.

"Are you sure?" You asked, showing him the time. "It's kind of late and I don't want to keep you up long."

"I'm always up for a few hours after games anyway. Besides, if we get tired, you can just crash in the guest room." He said, sliding his phone into his pocket. "So what do you say? Need a study buddy or are you going to be a lonely nerd in your dorm lounge?"

"Hey Y/N, I'm going to your dorm if you want a ride," Big Rig said, taking your attention from Tyler and pointing to his car. "Kennedy texted me and said she was still up, so I figured I'd go say hi."

You smiled, thanking Kennedy for somehow coming through and giving you an excuse to go to Tyler's house, even if she didn't know she did it. "No, that's okay! Tyler said he'd help me study some more. Tell Kennedy I said hi and you two stay safe."

Big Rig blushed and got into his car. You watched him drive away before turning to Tyler who had already dug his car keys out of his pant pocket. "Ready to study, nerd?"

"If by study you mean, am I ready to cuddle with the puppers while you read off my flashcards? Then hell yeah I am."

You followed him over to his car and he opened the door for you, flashing you his signature kid-like smile. "Get in loser, we're going to learn some psychology."

You laughed walking towards the car, ducking down and getting in. "It's Physiology and Anatomy, but it was cute that you tried."

"What can I say?" He asked, leaning down into your side of the car and shrugging his shoulders. "The cuteness comes naturally."

He closed the door, leaving you alone in his car for the few seconds that it took him to walk to the drivers' side door and the only thing you could focus on, was just how hard your heart was beating against your chest.

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iwilleatratfood · 4 years ago

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happy holidays fellers heres my review of the newest madhouse post

long ass post that deals with abuse and a very thinly veiled death threat, read at your own caution

TW Abuse

im not gonna go too grammar insane as a writer especially since a lot of pokemon grammar is hotly contested. however like in the second paragraph lily makes a pretty obvious tense error lmfao. theres tons of little ones scattered around. obviously not proofread lol

“She didn’t know, Bonnie. This lady…” G racked her brain, looking for a way to communicate the problem in a way Bonnie would understand. “…She was kinda like the Sun.”

Bonnie prickled, her face contorting into pure, unadulterated horror. “BUT THE SUN IS PURE EVIL!” She made it very clear to the entire household how little favor she had of the sun, the bright thing in the sky that always made her head hurt.

was this necessary? this may surprise you lily but the people reading madhouse have basic reading skills. you dont have to explain this to us like we’re three.

“Your Mom wouldn’t let her split us up, though. It was the one thing she refused to cave on,” she continued. “And the lady got more and more angry over not controlling her completely. So one Christmas, she broke your Mom’s heart more than it had ever been broken.” G’s mind flooded with memories of that day. The aftermath of what was supposed to be a cheerful getaway christmas vacation for Lily and her then fiance. G awoke one night to find that Lily had come home earlier than expected bawling her eyes out on the couch. The look of absolute despair on the face of her lifelong friend. The things she spoke of. It still made G’s blood boil over ‘the last one’.

first off this shouldn’t be one paragraph if you want your readers to not immediately skip over it. the reason why authors like david foster wallace use it in books like infinite jest is to create prose that is painful and hard to look at. i dont think that was your intent.

second, i made a post on this shit and deleted it before lizzy told her side of the story because i wanted to not come off as a complete asshole. but i really dont care anymore.

putting your real life relationship problems, about a person whos accused you of sexual coercion (bc lets not mince words here, that’s what it is) is literally one of the lowest things you could do. this isn’t for “healing”, this is trying to weaponize your fanbase to harass your ex.

“You were going to have to tell her eventually,” G argued as she took a step back and glanced at Mikaila and Ginger, who had both clued in to the conversation and were looking at her disapprovingly. “What?”

“Yeah, but not when she’s still so small and baby,” Lily pouted before going back to comforting Bonnie. “It’s okay, sweetie. The last one is gone and she’s never coming back. Mommy is much happier now that she’s gone. It’s okay.”

“Then Momma will eat her,” Lily said with a warm smile.

“Oh don’t call me Momma!” G groaned.

Lily snickered. “Your Godmom will eat her.”

“That’s better,” G huffed. “And yes, I will. I’ll bury every fang in her sternum. I’ll purge her evil from the world with the unstoppable power of my digestive tract.”

hm wonder why this couldn’t make it into a comic. wonder why it couldnt be put to a visual medium right after lizzy’s twitlonger. hmmmm

“Was G like this when you guys were little?” Ginger asked.

“Sort of? When we were little, G’s psychic powers were still developing so she couldn’t really read people as effectively,” Lily explained. “And since we were both little, we had little kid things to worry about. Telling Bonnie about Kirsten only made her understand the feelings she picks up better. That’s why we have to be careful what we tell her.”

ok again with the past tense shit. i noticed this before and im starting to get annoyed. if this is happening now and its not a memory, use the present tense speaking verbs ffs.

my real point here is why is this a pokemon work. like whats the point of having G be a pokemon or this taking place within the canon universe. this is a ultimate flaw with a lot of sentient pokemon works, so lily you’re not exactly special here, but i feel like recently its become more glaring.

if all the pokemon act like humans and are sentient like humans, why are they owned by them? if i made G a sentient alien and removed all the pokemon shit, not a whole lot would change, and thats a fucking problem if ur making a work within that universe.

“I look forward to it every year,” G smiled as she hugged Bonnie tightly.

Ginger turned a smirk back to Lily. “So it’s like an anniversary?”

“It’s not an anniversary!” Lily exclaimed, wheeling around with pursed lips. “Why do the two of you always go there?”

if pokemon/human is morally wrong stop teasing it in your work.

“Why not?” Bonnie pouted.

“Because… dear lord, how do I explain this to a baby?” Lily let her head fall back against the couch.

“Because it would make both of us unhappy,” G explained as she ran her fingers through Bonnie’s hair.

Bonnie blinked, looking up at her Godmother in complete and utter bewilderment. “What do you mean?”

G bit the inside of her cheek slightly as she took a moment to consider her next words. “Well… a lot of reasons really,” she started. “A big reason is If she and I were together, I would only want to have her all to myself. Your mom isn’t like that. She needs to share her love with everyone she feels it for. She’d have to give that up just to appease my insecurities. Mikaila and Ginger wouldn’t be here to spend time with you or tell you fun stories.”

so why is G still here if she would be so abusive and controlling?

rest of the post is boring and not worth my time to review but seriously. why is this a pokemon story still, why is this G even with lily still after how controlling and obsessive she’s been in the past... typical questions that come up whenever new madhouse is posted.

and like. holy shit for a “damn good writer” lily cannot fucking seem to follow basic writing rules and/or basic grammar. even i know this shit, and i consider myself a writer that needs to improve. tons of basic tense shit that grammarly will hit you for, a fundemental lack of understanding on how fucking dialogue is formatted, and just massive paragraphs that need to be broken up so the reader can actually read the shit your posting.

merry christmas, i will be reviewing the next post as well.

#lily orchard #poke madhouse

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storyoflovingaddiction · 6 years ago

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Fluffy ABCs| O. Diaz

A/N: Hey guys I’m back from the dead! Hehe, it’s been pretty long since I’ve written stuff, so to get back in the game here are some fluffy prompt ABCs.

I got these ABCs from @nightboundless

Request: OPEN (but it’s probably going to take me 20 years lol)

I was rushing to post this so there are probably a lot of errors

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A – Anger (What was their first fight about? Any big or recurring arguments?)

The pairs’ first, out of many, major fight was about Oscar coming home bloody after fighting a Prophet, perhaps to prove a point or to show off, who knows. You didn’t want to have to worry about whether he would come home in a bloody pulp or not. You not so subtly suggested that he leave the Santos and stop partaking in gang activity which just resulted in a huge argument consisting of verbal abuse from the both of you along with broken furniture and hurt feelings. But deep down, Oscar knew you were right, after the argument he found himself wondering what life would be like without Gangs and being a normal couple. Part of him wants to leave the Santos, but the other half wants to stay in Freeridge to protect his brother and his girl.

B – Best (What would they say is the other’s best trait?)

Oscar loves your innocence, him being in a gang he has seen the hard truth and pain of life, you always see the good and beauty in things, and he absolutely loves you for that. He sees you as so pure and perfect to the point he’ll melt a little just thinking about it. You love Oscar’s sarcastic humor and wit, even if you were in the worst of moods, he never seemed to fail in making you smile or laugh.

C – Camera (How do they document their relationships? Who likes to take pictures? Or videos?)

Oscar isn’t really the type to take pictures, it ruins his gang leader demeanor, but every now and then he’ll take a sneaky photo of you and save them. You being stupid, you being goofy, just any picture of you. He’ll always deny it, but his camera roll is nearly filled with pictures of you. He pretty much has a photo album called ‘princess’ which is ultimately dedicated to you and your relationship. Lowkey saves your nudes. You are a lot more open in the fact that you take pictures of his dumbass. You constantly take pictures and selfies with him and post it on social media, not much to his liking. Unlike Oscar, You’re more likely to take videos of your relationship. You love taking videos of him when he’s completely oblivious, or when he’s focusing on something so pointless.

D – Dates (What are their dates like?)

Oscar doesn’t really like to bring so much attention to himself, especially when entering a new relationship, so for a first date, it would probably be something lowkey like a Santos Party or a dumb movie. However, if he has been in a pretty long relationship he would take You to a place special to him. Like the beach he took Cesar to or a book store since he was a Spelling Bee champ when he was in school. Aside from this, he tries to take you to fancy places once in a while just to treat you like the princess you are, he can barely afford it though.

E – Early (What was the first month of dating like?)

It was way too slow for your liking. All because Oscar wasn’t sure he wanted someone like you in his life. You were too innocent to pure, you were a liability, dating you would make you an immediate target for is enemies. He already had to watch over and protect Cesar and being with you would just add more to his plate. Eventually, the two of you managed to work through this because neither one of you wanted to end it.

F – Friends (How is their relationship with each other’s group of friends?)

Oscar absolutely hates your friends, he sees them as fake-ass hynas and certainly not the best for his princesa.

As for you, you’ve grown to tolerate some of his friends. Some such as Mario you consider family.

G – Gifts (Do they like giving each other gifts? What kind?)

Oscar doesn’t really give gifts unless it’s a special occasion, but if he sees you eyeing something online or in a store he has no problem stealing it for you buying it for you. He’ll wrap it as best as he can and casually leave it on your bed or on the kitchen table. He tries to play coy because he really doesn’t see the big deal about buying gifts, but if you like it he’s sure as hell going to wait hours to get you what you want “You got me the bracelet?!” “I have no idea what you’re talking about, mamasita” he acts as if he doesn’t care, but secretly he can’t wait till you thank him with kisses which escalates to something more. You really love to surprise him with gifts and little charms that he’ll hang on close to. You sometimes buy him clothes to help with his limited wardrobe.

H – Hugs (All things involving hugs)

You absolutely love hugging Oscar, you feel like he doesn’t get as much love as he should because of his image. You love tackling him into a hug and pressing wet kisses on his face. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. He loves to hug you from behind and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, the warm feeling of your bodies pressed together makes you feel weak. He always plants kisses on your neck and shoulder.

I – Inside Jokes (Do they have any?)

You and Oscar don’t really have any inside jokes, aside from funny quips, remarks, making fun of Cesar and friends, and making snarky sarcastic remarks to what each other say.

J – Jealousy (Who gets jealous easier? How do they show their jealousy?)

WITHOUT A DOUBT, OSCAR. He mostly gets jealous in public rather than at home because at home he has you all to himself. When he sees other people racking your body and checking you out like a piece of meat, he gets very territorial. He immediately holds your hand or wraps his arm around you. Sometimes he’s good at being subtle about his jealousy and to others, it just seems like he’s giving a little too much PDA, which you secretly enjoy. He definitely glares down anyone who glances your way suggestively and does things to make sure they know you’re his and only his. Oscar has ZERO tolerance for people putting their hands on you. He’s thrown a few punches here and there, beaten up a few people just so people get the message not to touch his girl. Oscar gets very jealous for your touch and doesn’t think anyone else other than himself deserves it. Sometimes you get flirty comments and catcalls thrown at you, but you just ignore them, Oscar hates how you can be so patient with them, instead, he’ll reply to the guy as snarky as possible and tighten his grip on you. He absolutely has no problem in grabbing you mid-sentence and pulling you into a heated kiss if you were talking to another guy he didn’t like or is suspicious of. After dating him for so long you start to pick little signs on his jealousy, like, when he’s really jealous he gets touchy. He slips his hand in your back pocket, grip your ass and/or breasts, or attack your neck with kisses, and yes, in public. No one messes with you unless they want to die. He literally doesn’t give a damn, you’re his, and he needs people to know that.

K – Kiss (How do they kiss? Who usually initiates?)

Oscar would definitely be the one to initiate the kisses, he absolutely loves the warm feeling of his lips on top of yours. If you start the kissing you like to go in soft chaste before he decides to deepen it and make it more passionate and sexy. He holds you tightly as he kisses you as if you’d disappear if he didn’t. Usually, if Oscar starts the kissing he’ll try to let it escalate into something more.

L – Love (How do they first say those three words?)

Oscar fell in love the first couple months of dating you, but he never really could say those three words out loud. Part of him thought the relationship might end and there was no point trying to commit. You would most likely be the first to say it. It would happen out of the blue, maybe when the two of you were cuddling, and you just blurted it out. It caught Oscar by surprise and you were very embarrassed when he was silent for a couple seconds until he whispered back “..ok”. You were very happy that day because you knew that it was very hard for him to open up about things. He loves you very much but is just scared of commitment.

M – Movies (What kinds of movies do they watch together? Is it a regular Netflix ritual?)

Oscar would like to watch movies with serious plots that aren’t ridiculous. I feel like he isn’t the type to watch comedies or romance, He likes action, thriller, horror, and drama. He also enjoys watching movies and shows with gangs, so he can point out everything wrong about it and make fun of it. You love feel-good movies and binging Netflix shows. You often force Oscar to watch shows like The Office with you.

N – Nicknames (Things they call each other)

Oscar calls you “babe” “baby” “mami” “mamasita” “baby girl” just classic relationship names because he’s too lazy to think of anything else.

O – One (Tell us about the moment they realized they were with the one.)

You knew early on, you felt a sense of security whenever you were with him and you loved that, but early in the relationship you knew he didn’t feel the same. Oscar hates when girls make him chase after them, that’s an automatic deal breaker, Spooky Diaz doesn’t chase after women they chase after him. It definitely knew you were the one when you kept things 100 with him, no encrypted message type deals you were straight forward and legit. He had these walls that he had built up for so long and when he was with you they came tumbling down. The two of you had formed a close and tight bond, the type Oscar only thought he could achieve with his brother. At first, he tried to convince himself you weren’t worth it. That you were just some random hyna and could easily be replaced. But good people like you don’t come easy, and after seeing you laughing with the other Santos as if you were a family made him realize that he could never live a life without you.

P – Pizza (What is their favorite food to eat together?)

Oscar is such a good cook, so I feel like as a couple your favorite food to eat is probably anything he makes. You’re constantly bugging him to cook ever since he made you the best ceviche you had ever tasted. For the most part, you’re the one cooking which he loves not only the food but the effort. He finds the fact that you wake up early every morning to make him breakfast so cute and sweet.

Q – Quit (Do they break up? Almost break up? What happened?) \

After a very serious argument, the pair did break up but eventually came back together six weeks later because secretly they longed for each other.

R – Rainy Days (How do they comfort each other on dark days?)

Unlike Oscar, you go to college and you get very stressed about things from school, you’re parents also stress you because they would you to be with something worthwhile and serious and Oscar definitely wasn’t their first choice. When you’re stressed you automatically go to Oscar for comfort. He lets you relax against his chest and rubs circles on your back, whispering reassuring things in Spanish. You eventually fall asleep and anyone who walks in can see you snuggled against Oscar’s chest while he lies down on the couch planting kisses on your head.

S – Soft (Something one of them did that turned the other into absolute mush.)

You love when Oscar hugs you from behind and kisses your neck and shoulder. He always whispers sweet and/or naughty things in your ear and your basically silly putty in his arms.

T – Texting (Do they text each other a lot? What do they usually talk about over the phone?)

Oscar hates calling people and prefers to just text, it’s more convenient, you two especially like to text when you’re far from each other or somewhere you don’t want to be. To make sure your safe Oscar demands that you text him something that only you would text him.

U – Unique (Tell us about some of their odd habits that surprised one another.)

I feel like the pair have gotten to know each other pretty well over the time that they’ve been dating. They’ve gotten used to each other’s little quirks and weird habits.

V – Vanity (Something they’re proud of in themselves and their partner.)

You’re very proud about Oscar’s success in being the leader of the Santos and find much pride in being “Spooky’s Girl”.

W – Wedding (Tell us about your wedding headcanon if they’ve gotten that far. Or if not, have they talked about it?)

Weddings are something you two never talk about. Oscar is very scared of commitment and you would never want to push him or pressure him into talking about topics that make him uncomfortable. Believe it or not, Oscar would love to give you the fancy wedding and the family life with a great family but with his reputation and strikes, he knows that’s never going to happen.

X – X (Something they hate about the other.)

Oscar usually has a tendency to not tell you what he’s doing or where he’s going, especially if it has to do with the Santos, and it annoys the hell out of you. You would like to be more involved with him and the gang as a way to show “Spooky’s Girl” has his back. He tends not to tell you things because he thinks it keeps you safe but really it makes you made that you’re out of the loop. Heck, Cesar and his little friends are more involved then you! Oscar doesn’t like how you pry your nose into his business. He sees it as overbearing and you’re not his mom so you shouldn’t be so worried about what he’s doing. This usually is the root of all of your arguments.

Y – YouTube (What are they like online? Do they post about their relationship constantly?)

Oscar isn’t the type to post things online and isn’t really the type to share what he does with his girl on social media period. His relationship is between him and you, not random strangers. You would probably post things sometimes. Cute videos of the two or pictures that screamed relationship goals. I feel like at one point You would try to tease Oscar by sending him a naughty picture of yourself but accidentally shared it yo your 25,000 followers on Instagram.

Z – Zoo (Are they into animals? Do they want pets? What kind?)

I feel like you two wouldn’t have any pets, it’s too much responsibility. But if you were to have a pet Oscar would prefer a dog, especially a pitbull that way you would have someone to protect you when he isn’t there.

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im putting you up to what you posted and I'm asking you to answer all of the writing questions. also the url change had me confused for half a second but im in love

This is why I’m my own worst enemy

2. Favorite part of writing.

Creating a whole world, a whole other life, that people can someday enjoy and find comfort in when they’re feeling down

3. Least favorite part of writing.

Writing, like the fact that your ideas and storyline isn’t instantly onto the paper is insane

4. Do you have writing habits or rituals?

I mean I probably do but I can’t remember

6. Favorite character you ever created.

A teenage greek goddess I pulled out of my ass named Arendellia, she was a badass who died and I really just liked what I wrote involving her

9. Least favorite trope to write.

the opposites attract, in my opinion it’s cliche and unrealistic, I prefer the characters have similar interests but different approaches to things if that makes sense?

10. Pick a writer to co-write a book with and tell us what you’d write about.

Natasha Preston, and we’d wrote the sequel to The Cabin cause it’s been a year and I’m still not over the ending, I need a sequel

11. Describe your writing process from scratch to finish.

first I get a new notebook, I need a clean space for my ideas, then I wrote down a prologue or a description, it allows for my brain to fully process where I want the story to go, then I write until I hit a male characters name, cause I hate coming up with male names, if I have one picked out I’ll see if the image in my brain matches the name, if I can’t find a name that fits the project is discarded, if I find one that fits I write until I don’t know where to take the story next then I continue to formulate my ideas into actual scenes until I reach the end, then I close it up in a box never to be touched again until I accidentally find it while cleaning one day

12. How do you deal with self-doubts?

I either won’t show anyone or will preface saying “it’s not edited yet” or “I know it’s garbage lol”

13. How do you deal with writers block?

I listen to music, and write stories based off of the song titles, like I always try to write a chapter and if after a chapter I don’t think I have a story I move on, sometimes I’ll get a completely new idea but it really helps to get ideas flowing

14. What’s the most research you ever put into a book?

I’m currently waiting to write a book until I have all of the details, it revolves around Greek mythology but I want to be so accurate, not white wash, or erase the different sexualities of the Gods and I want to be accurate to the myths (a bit) but so far that’s the one

16. Where do you take your motivation from?

My brain telling me that it’ll leave me if I don’t get the ideas out of my head

18. What’s your revision or rewriting process like?

I learned in 7th grade that I need to do a complete rewrite which sometimes I do, other times I’m being nostalgic and read an old story then realize I’m an idiot so I edit it lol

19. First line of a WIP you’re working on.

‘"Coffee looks absolutely lovely on you, madam," I glare at Cody while attempting to pat myself dry.’ From that Dying in LA story I talked about earlier

21. Post the last sentence you wrote in one of your WIP’s.

’"I told the director to go suck a dick. It was the worse thing imaginable,” I groan into my hands.’ Same story, and it’s only the second chapter but yeah

22. How many drafts do you need until you’re satisfied and a project is ultimately done for you?

Bold of you to assume I actually finish my writings

23. Single or multi POV, and why?

As big of a fan that I am of different perspectives, I prefer single POV, I feel as though the character is more personal. Rarely do I do multi

24. Poetry or prose, and why?

Prose, my poetry is rather depressing and I just can’t

25. Linear or non-linear, and why?

Linear, otherwise in my opinion it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense

27. Do you share rough drafts or do you wait until it’s all polished?

yes and no (I’ll explain in next answer)

28. And who do you share them with?

the unpolished, I share on Wattpad because it’s easier to detach myself if they don’t like it, but I wait until polished for people I actually know

29. Who do you write for?

Myself, it’s a way for me to cope with life, and writing and rewriting an event that has happened to me helps me move on from the situation

31. Hardest character to write.

Men.

32. Easiest character to write.

Villains

35. Tell some backstory details about one of your characters in your story ________.

the main character in “Dying in LA” had a rough childhood (shut up at the cliche) and used acting to escape, she moves to LA when she’s 19 having fail after fail at auditions, she’s about to give up when she gets her big break. (Sorry I’m terrible at back stories)

36. A spoiler for story _________.

Oof I want to spoil DILA (Dying in LA) but I won’t, um, I started this story about this girl who gets kidnapped and um I’m kinda planning on killing her so there’s that.

38. Have you shared your outline of your story ________ with someone? If so, what did they think of it?

Bold of you to assume I’m not just BSing my way through my story

39. Do you base your characters of real people or not? If so, tell us about one.

Yes. Um, I’m gonna tell you about the real person cause I based so many characters off of this person. Oof okay, it was any ex. For years he was in EVERYTHING I wrote, the story usually focused on the what if’s or the repercussions of our relationship and the fall out of it. We just complemented each other so well the thought of writing something to try and capture our time together comforted me so much. I still get flashbacks of our time together and sometimes his personality shows up in my writing but it just goes to show how the people in your life stay with you.

40. Original Fiction or Fanfiction, and why?

Both? I think there’s upsides and down sides to both but both are so amazing and are fun to explore

44. Best piece of feedback you’ve ever gotten.

Be confident in your writing and it will show, don’t be afraid to take risks

45. Worst piece of feedback you’ve ever gotten.

“Great job! Keep up the good work!” Um???? what good work???? be specific please!

46. What would your story _______ look like as a tv show or movie?

DILA would hopefully be done in a CW style where like it’s light hearted but a real plot and seriousness lies beneath? I actually don’t know?

47. Do you start with characters or plot when working on a new story?

Plot, my guy

48. Favorite genre to write in.

Realistic Fiction

49. What do you find the hardest to write in a story, the beginning, the middle or the end?

the middle, most likely I already have the end and beginning planned

51. Describe the aesthetic of your story _______ in 5 sentences or words.

Dying in LA: fame, used, lost, forgotten, greed

52. How did writing change you?

It gave me a place to express myself and cope with life and the struggles I’ve been through

53. What does writing mean to you?

Everything, it gives me a voice when I feel like I don’t have one

54. Any writing advice you want to share?

Keep writing, practice really does make perfect

Also the url is the best (any numbers missing means I already answered them, check under #asks )

#house-in-the-backyard-trees #ask #I am now dead inside #but I asked for it so thank you

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