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[thyfl3shconsumed]

Thank u to everyone who shared this. Somehow my account has been restored so I'm gonna be back @thyfleshc0nsumed with this account acting as a backup

Happy Pride! Woke up to find that tumblr termed another TS woman without telling her (me) why!

For the past few months, Tumblr has been the source for the majority of my income through people sharing my leatherwork, and uhh pretty stressful to have that taken away.

I have so much I'd like to say on the ways TS women in particular are treated disposably, but I'll keep this short and say it would mean a lot both like emotionally and like materially if u shared this post so I could regain my friends and audience

My leather can be found at Pansy-Leatherwork.com. My entire shop is run on sliding scale, and I do my best to price things accessibly for the people I'm actually in community with

[aeruia]

Hey could i get a suo x sweet reader where is he and the rest of the guys find out thats she is Sugishita sister and is she also so nervous to talk to suo cause she likes him alot

⌕. WIND BREAKER

pairing/s : suo hayato x sugishita’s sister!reader

warning/s : a tiny spoiler that sakura and sugishita broke in a fight , mention of shishitoren fight with bofurin , lowercase intended , poorly written & ooc 😞

word count : 2.2k

note : IM HAVING A HARD TIME THINKING OF A TITLE. I FINISHED THIS SEVERAL DAYS AGO BUT I JUST COULDN'T POST IT.. i gave up on thinking & this is my fourth req yippe ! i also love ending my fics with them dating yayaya

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whenever somebody asks you that you and sugishita are related they'll look at you as if you were lying. matter of fact, you weren’t lying. you get it, if you were that person asking someone if they were related then proceed to doubt because they don’t look like the same person? yeah, you will question it.

you and sugishita are polar opposites of each other. he’s not the brightest nor talkative but you on the other hand is the opposite of him. the only thing you both have in common is apperance only.

“ kyo, don’t forget your phone again! ” you shouted from the kitchen, eating your breakfast. no one answered as you sigh quickly finishing your breakfast.

you checked every corner of the apartment knowing that if you didn’t he’s phone will be left unattended in the house if ever someone called or even text him. you passed a table that was near the hallway of the apartment, seeing a phone with a plain black case in your peripheral vision which made you take a few step backs.

grabbing the phone as you huff in annoyance. he sometimes forget he puts his phone here which made you more annoyed that you needed to go to furin high to give it to him.

grumbling a few curses here and there as you snatched the phone, rolling your eyes to no one as you left the apartment to give sugishita’s phone.

if you could just stick his phone on him you would have done it by now. you were now in front of class one’s door it was wide open and you can see a boy that has two toned hair and sugishita with a bloody nose.

you were frozen on your spot, your lips forming into a thin line. “ ... is this really my brother? ” you thought to yourself, blinking multiple times.

a loud noise was released from the speakers making you winced, eyes squeezed shut for a moment before opening it again. a voice then speaked which made the students of furin stop talking and listen to the person that is speaking.

that made you recognized umemiya which you just shrugged in your mind, walking quietly beside your tall brother, his phone still on your hand.

after the speech umemiya did, sugishita quickly tried to wipe off the blood making you sigh as you took out a handkerchief giving it to him. he looked at you and at the handkerchief for a moment before taking it.

“ thank you, ” he quietly said, wiping the blood of his nose “ sis. ” he added making the two toned hair boy whipped his head back to look at the two of you.

“ ah, what is [name] doing here..? ” the blonde hair boy asked as you peeked your head to see him standing beside your crush making your eyes wide.

“ nirei! hello! ” you greeted with the brightest smile, which he waves at you in return. not noticing the black and white haired boy looking at the two of you. “ isn’t she sugishita’s cousin? ” one of the furin boys said as they whispered to themselves. people had been spectaculating that you and sugishita are cousins.

you gave sugishita his phone, giving him a small lecture about not to forget his phone as if you were his mother. ” i’ll be in pothos cafe is you need something from me. ” you said to sugishita before leaving as you bid farewell the boys with a smile.

they know you as a girl that loves helping — doing your best to help someone who needed it and also being the sweetest person.

you’re now on one of the tables in cafe pothos, slumped in one of the tables as you watched kotoha do her thing in the cafe.

it was a good afternoon for you, peaceful only hearing the quiet clanks of the plate kotoha is washing as you stare at the door as if waiting for someone to come in front.

you groaned as you closed your eyes, face flat on the table hearing kotoha chuckle. “ what? seems like you’re having a hard time. ” she asked, “ missing your boyfriend already? ” she added which made your face warm, quickly sitting properly while you point at her. “ huh?! boyfriend don’t even- ” she got cut off as the door swing opened revealing umemiya with his hands up high. ” ko-to-ha! ” he said in a sing song like voice as other people followed inside.

hiragi, nirei, sugishita, the boy with two colored hair and suo came into view. you couldn't help but smile when you see suo as they walk into a table to sit to.

“ hey! uhm, you look like you’re new here in town. what’s your name? ” you asked, standing up from your chair as he looked at you with a raised eyebrow like you were wanting to fight him.

“ huh? who are you? ” he questioned still having his eyebrow raised. “ oh, sorry! i’m [name] sugishita. ” you said with a smile, stretching your hand for him to shake. “ so you and sugishita are cousins or siblings? ” he asked once more, as you feel that he doesn't have any plan on saying his name if you won’t answer his question.

“ hm? yeah me and kyotaro are siblings. ” you said and grinned as nirei spitted out his drink. “ huh? since when you two became siblings!? ” nirei asked as he pulled out his notebook flipping through it as he saw that he didn’t write her as a sibling but as a cousin since that’s what the majority of people say and he believed it.

“ duh! of course since birth! ” you answered crossing your arms in front of your chest. “ people spectaculated that me and kyo are cousins when we’re actually siblings! ” you declared.

“ well since now you know me and kyo are siblings, what is your name? ” you asked once more as the boy scoffed. “ sakura haruka. ” he said as you scretch your hand once more. sakura looked at you and at your hand back and forth before he hesitantly shook it.

a big smile on your face as you greeted everyone with a smile except for suo. your confident smile faded as it transition into a nervous smile. suo the man he is just smiled and greeted you back which made your face more warmer as you just sit back on your chair and shrink smaller than before.

you didn't notice it but suo’s gaze never faltered whenever he looks at you. it seems like he’s observing you — however you didn’t notice by how you’re too occupied thinking about how pretty his smile was.

you were the first one to leave the cafe as you sighed, walking to the playground seeing kids still playing despite of the sun going down as you hear the kids laugh and scream while they run.

sitting on one of the bench as you watched the kid play. one kid running up to you while you tilted your head to the side, kids have been very familiar with you since you always come here to play with them for a bit. another kid run up to you and another as every other kid on the playground is now surrounding you as if you just did something bad.

you eyes fluttered as you take out a few candy from your bag as the kids thanked you, giving you hand while you did the same. “ [name] is the best! ” a kid says happily making you laugh softly.

several minutes later the candies that was in your palm are gone as you see parents calling over their kids. when the kids left the playground you’ll also leave however you stayed there for a while sitting on a swing as you swinged it a bit.

now that kyo’s friend knew you were his sister, what will happen now? you can’t help but sigh as you lean back abit sighing once more.

“ you’ve been sighing for a while now. ” a voice said as your eyes shot open, looking at the source of it.

suo was standing in front of you with his hand on his back, a smile on his face. you rarely see him without a smile on his face. sometimes you’re curious if he just have a mask that’s always smiling or it became a muscle memory to him.

“ huh? what? no! i’m not! ” you said messily, nervous that he’s literally right in front of you. you followed his figure as he sat to the other unoccupied swing. “ why are you even here anyway.. ”you started, making him look at you.

“ seems like you need company is all. ” he replied. “ you don't want me here? " he added as you can make out a pain tone making you tense up and looked away. “i-it’s not that i want you here anyway.. ” you nervously said not used to talking to him.

you and suo talked there for hours, you didn't even realize that it was getting dark when suo pointed it out. “ your brother must be worried about you. i’ll walk you home. ” he offered as you quickly declined it saying that it was okay and that your shared apartment with him isn’t that far from here.

he didn't back down as you just agreed and suo walked with a comfortable silence. you thanked him waving him goodbye as you slammed the door shut.

the following day, you helped kotoha manage the cafe as you waited for the boys to come back as they announced having a fight with shishitoren that you couldn't help but get worried about them. it was night when you heard the ring echo through the cafe.

“ oh, you guys are already patched up. ” the brown haired girl said as she inspected the boys. “ well.. you don’t look like you took a beating. ” kotoha said when she found suo unscathed.

you finished cleaning a table as you walk into the counter seeing them standing there, your body freezing when you saw suo even if you know that he’ll be here you just couldn't help but freeze and get nervous.

setting the cleaning supplies you used to clean the tables as you goes to sugishita first, worried for your little brother. your hands quickly inspecting his face, turning it to the side. “ glad you’re fine. ” you let out quietly, sighing in relief your hand dropping to your side as you back away to look at everyone.

“ seems like everyone got an intense fight! ” you said eyeing everyone while your eyes found suo. “ except for you.. ” you deadpanned as he smiled.

“ still, are you guys okay? not feeling any pain at all? ” you asked them when they took a sit at one of the tables. “ everything’s fine, no need to fret. ” umemiya said giving you a smile as you smile in return.

“ me, i think i’m feeling a bit of pain here.. ” suo said pointing at his cheek which made your eyebrows furrowed, sugishita glaring at him. “ ... i’ll be with kotoha. ” you said not wanting to participate in their conversation anymore.

weeks after, you often see suo in the cafe with nirei and sakura and if you’re lucky you’ll be seeing your brother with them.

“ hello [name]! ” they greeted when they saw you walk inside as you waved at them. suo waving back while he patted the empty seat next to him which you sit beside him even if you get nervous everytime you talk with him. something about him just feels different and what’s more you have a big fat crush on him!

the two left leaving you and suo together in the cafe, kotoha minding her own business as she had witness this many times.

you have spoken with him many times and yet you still get nervous talking to him as you ignore it and just listen to him talk. his voice is like music to your ears.

the door opened once more revealing your tall brother as he scoffed, walking to sit beside you. ” oh! sugishita. ” sugishita only staring at him. “ you wouldn't mind if i dated your sister? ” he added and that made you turn your head around at him, eyes wide as sugishita glared more at the male.

“ ahahaha.. he’s just joking. ” you replied trying to calm your brother down smiling. “ oh? am i? ” the tone in his voice made you gag in your own spit.

if you could just put both of your hands on his face and rub it hard so he can disappear. in the end, sugishita left leaving you and suo again.

you and suo hang out almost everyday on the playground, talking about school life.

your heart would still skip a beat whenever you talk with him or your heart beating faster than usual. things have been different however your feelings for suo are still there.

despite you being extremely nervous whenever you talk to him he was patient while you tried to find the exact words you want to say to him. at times, you think that he was probably close to stopping talking to you yet, that just made him want to talk to you more.

which led to being more than friends and you weren’t complaining, you have been wanting this all your life! you can say that this is the happiest life you ever lived.

date posted 071324

[minkyungseokie]

Racing for Two | James Vowels

synopsis; James wants Y/n to stay home since she's ready to pop at any moment, but she wants to be there to support her grid children

warnings; pregnancy, there’s a ten-year-gap between James and reader (34 and 44)

note; requested

note2; still not very happy with James after he benched my boy Logan because Alex crashed, but I'm still gonna write for him. I added a part where he finds out

I’m am not knowledgeable enough about pregnancy as I’ve never been pregnant, so she gets over her morning sickness pretty quickly. I also apologize because this went in a different direction than where I meant for it to

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Y/n groaned, hand on her stomach.

The woman had woken up feeling odd and as soon as she stood up, she had become nauseous. That led her to where she was now, bent over the toilet and puking her guts out, "Are you okay, love?" James questioned, entering the bathroom worriedly, crouching down behind her and putting a hand on her back.

"I'm okay, sweetheart. I might just have come down with a bug. Or I ate something bad." Y/n waved off his concern, "Are you sure?" James asked, "Yeah, I'm fine. Can you help me up?" Y/n asked, holding her hand out for James to grab. James grabbed the hand Y/n was holding out and helped her up, "Darling, if you're not feeling well, you don't have to come with me to the track. You can stay here and rest." James said, "James, I'm fi—"

Y/n turned and rushed to hunch over the toilet again, "I think you should stay here. You aren't feeling well and it's only free practice." James insisted, "But I want to see Alex, Logan, Oscar, and Lando. You know they've been looking forward to seeing me." Y/n groaned. "I'm sure they'll understand that you're not feeling well. If you feel better by tomorrow, you can join us for FP3 and Quali." James promised.

Y/n groaned again, "Fine. I'll stay here, but I'm ordering room service." She sighed, standing up and picking up her toothbrush. James walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her temple, "I'm sorry, I know you wanted to cheer your...grid kids on, but you're not feeling well. Your health is more important than anything, dear." James muttered, lips still pressed against Y/n's temple.

Y/n huffed and spat out the foam, "I guess you're right. It's only qualifying, I'll be able to join you Sunday." The woman agreed. She turned in James' arms and wrapped her arms around him, "It's okay. Order yourself something when you're hungry and make sure to get some rest, okay?" James asked, "Okay." Y/n agreed.

"I have to go now, but I'll send someone to check on you." James spoke, gathering his things, "I'll be fine, love. Have a good day. I love you." Y/n hummed, gently pulling James down by the back of his neck, "I love you too." James said, pressing his lips to hers, "Make sure you eat."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Give the boys luck from me, yeah?" Y/n let out, walking towards the bed they shared and lying down, "I will." James assured, walking out of the hotel.

Y/n picked up the phone and ordered something light to eat as she wasn't as hungry as she usually was. "Some toast and turkey bacon should be sufficient," Y/n mumbled, putting the phone back onto the receiver. Y/n sat back with a sigh, reaching for the remote to turn on a show  while she waited for the food to arrive.

Once it arrived, Y/n opened the door and took the food from the woman at the door. The smell of the food hit her nose and she began to feel nauseous until she had to drop the plate and run to the bathroom, "Ma'am? Ma'am, are you okay?" The employee asked, running into the restroom after her. The employee rubbed Y/n's back, "Ma'am are you sick? Do you need me to get anything?" She asked sweetly, "No, I'm good. I think I might be coming down with something. Although, I don't feel sick other than the vomiting." Y/n panted.

The employee's eyes widened and she began to look around, spotting signs of another person, "Ma'am, are you here with someone?" The woman, whose nametag read Kaila, asked. "My husband. Why? You don't need to call him. I'm only throwing up." Y/n assured, "Oh, no. I-- That's ...that's not what I meant. You are throwing up, but you don't seem to have a fever. You threw up at the smell of your food... There's only one thing I can think of." Kaila said. "What?" Y/n asked, "Hold on. I'm going to go get something. I'll knock on the door." Kaila informed before walking out of the hotel room, "What the fuck?" Y/n muttered.

She stood up and cleaned up the food that had fallen in her rush to get to the bathroom, "What do I eat now?" Y/n huffed, throwing the food in the trash and putting the plate on the dresser near the door.

Y/n sat back onto the bed and grabbed the remote again, "I guess I'll just have to watch some television until my stomach settles." Y/n sighed.

Y/n had forgotten that the employee had told her that she would be coming back until ten minutes later, when there was a knock on the door. "Hello, ma'am. I'm sorry for intruding like this, but I've bright you some stuff." Kaila rushed into the room, seeing the black plastic bag she had in her hand. "Pardon me, but this is highly inappropriate behavior. I—" Y/n started, "I know that this is unprofessional behavior of me, but I realized something." Kaila said, pulling out a few boxes.

"What are— Are...are those pregnancy tests?" Y/n asked, "Yes, I have been through this before. Believe it or not, I'm a mother of three, so I think I'm able to realize when one might be pregnant. Now that I look at you, you are kind of glowing. Go to the bathroom and take these." Kaila ordered, shoving the tests into Y/n's hands, "But I don't need to pee." Y/n protested.

Kaila sighed and left the room, coming back with bottles of water on her hands, "There you go. Drink and pee. I'll leave it to you. Have a good day, ma'am." Kaila placed the waters on the dessert and rushed out of the room. "What the hell was that?" Y/n questioned, looking at the door in confusion before looking at the water bottles.

With a sigh, Y/n snatched a water bottle and began drinking it slowly so she wouldn't throw it up immediately. As soon as she needed to use the restroom, she grabbed one of the boxes and took the test. "Now to wait." Y/n hummed, placing the test in the sink and setting a timer on her phone. It would be a few hours until James came back, so she wouldn't have to worry about him coming back and catching her before she was ready.

What was she going to do if she was pregnant? She knew that she and James weren't getting any younger and if they were to have children, it'd have to be before she turned at least forty. How would James feel about having a child? Y/n knew he'd want one, but they didn't really talk about when they wanted.

The timer went off, snapping Y/n out of her thoughts. Y/n stood up, taking a deep breath and entering the bathroom. She picked up the test with the screen upside down, "Whatever it is, I'm going to accept it. I'm going to be happy even if I'm not pregnant." Y/n assured herself before flipping the test over.

Pregnant

Y/n covered her mouth, tears welling up within her eyes and a lump sticking in her throat, "Holy shit. I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby!" Y/n cheered, holding the test to her chest. She was worried about how James would react, but at the same time, she was too excited to care. It would devastate her if James didn't want the baby, but she wasn't going to get rid of it. She was sweet on grabbing and raising the child, even if she has to do it by herself.

"Screw this." Y/n said, grabbing her purse, a jacket, and ordered an Uber. She wasn't planning on waiting to tell James about their growing family. She didn't want to wait, she wanted to share her joy with her husband immediately and maybe even her surrogate grid children.

She excitedly hopped out of the Uber and made her way towards the paddock entrance with her pass around her neck. "Hey, Mrs. Vowels!" A Aston Martin engineer greeted, "Hey!" Y/n greeted back. Y/n rushed through the paddock, not pausing for anyone, but making sure to greet anyone who greeted her. "James!" Y/n called out to her husband, who was talking with her grid children, Logan and Alex.

"Mama Vowels! I thought you were feeling sick." Logan greeted, hugging Y/n, "We thought you wouldn't be here. James told us that you were sick." Alex added also hugging Y/n. "I did, but..." Y/n dig into her purse and pulled out the test, "I wanted to tell you this as soon as possible."

James took a tissue and grabbed the test, "My love, are you... you're—" "I'm pregnant!" Y/n interrupted. James pulled his wife to his chest and kissed her while Logan and Alex cheered in a very Logan and Alex way. “Congratulations!” A few engineers cheered as the couple embraced each other, “Come here.” Y/n beckoned, pulling the two into the hug.

“Why are we hugging? What’s everyone cheering for?” The familiar voice of Lando Norris spoke up. The group broke apart and looked to Y/n, who had tears streaming down her face. Y/n held up the test, “We’re having a baby!” She said, “Congratulations!” Lando’s quiet Aussie teammate finally spoke up, “That’s amazing. Congratulations.” Lando said, giving the soon-to-be mother a big smile.

“I’m going to have another kid.” Y/n breathed, “What do you mean another?” Alex questioned, “You four are my kids. What do you mean? I’ve shipped you as soon as I met you guys.” Y/n said as if it was obvious.

“Well, I’m happy to be apart of your family.”

Y/n stepped out of the car with the help of her husband, clad in maternity clothing and her stomach protruding. "You know that you could've stayed home." James told her, putting a hand on her back to make sure she was okay while walking, "I know that I don't have to, but you're in the UK, so why would I not come and support my boys?" Y/n asked, rolling her eyes as she waddled into the paddock.

"Hey, I didn't think you'd be here seeing as you look like you're about to pop any second." Lando joked, jogging up to them as they passed the McLaren garage with Oscar trailing behind. "I didn't want to miss your home race, Lando. Even if "I'm about to pop" I'd never miss out for the world." Y/n tittered, before groaning. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" James questioned, "It's nothing. My feet just feel like they're on fire." Y/n answered.

"You can sit in the McLaren garage if you need to." Oscar offered, "I think you should, love. You can come to the Williams garage when you feel like you can walk without your feet hurting." James said. "Thank you, boys, but I'll be fine. I think I make it to Williams. I want to be with my husband." Y/n rejected, "Are you sure? I don't mind walking to the garage alone. You can go rest." James reassured.

"No, I want to be with you. If I do go into labour, I want to be nearby." Y/n explained, "Okay, then shall we get you to the garage?" James questioned, guiding Y/n to the Williams garage and immediately getting a chair for her to sit. "Do you need anything? Water? Snacks?" James inquired, "Can I have some ice cream if we have any?" Y/n asked, "I'll go get that for you." James said, kissing Y/n's forehead.

"Thank you." Y/n said, watching James walk away, "Hey, Mama Vowels. How are you feeling?" Alex asked, holding a bottle of water out for her. "I'm swollen and in pain, but I'm happy to be here." Y/n answered happily, "Your due date is near isn't it? Are you sure it's safe for you to be here when your water can break at any moment?" Logan asked. "You both are worth it. I can give birth at any moment, yes, but I'm not going to miss you both racing." Y/n

 scoffed playfully.

As James was coming back, Y/n felt a tightening sensation within her abdomen, "I got your ice cream." James announced, holding the packaged ice cream out for Y/n, "Are you okay, Mama Vowels?" Logan asked, bending down as the woman stared ahead of her blankly. "Mama Vowel?" Alex called, "Love?" James spoke, putting a hand on her shoulder. Y/n then felt a pop and what felt like a waterfall gushing down her leg. Y/n looked up at her husband with widened eyes and a slack jaw.

"My water broke."

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Spit fire strikes again.

Pt2 of the Grocery store love fic I made of Derek. Bc I suddenly remembered how funny it was that I wrote for him.

It's a Friday, around 11 am no one was around luckily so Derek was able to restart shelves. He was always thankful for times like these, where everything seemed calm. But of course working in customer service never is truly calm.

"Are you sure they don't have it in the back? I swore last time I talked to someone and they found it back there!" Suggesting sternly the young man in front of Derek glared slightly. Making the long haired man return it, causing the other to fix his face.

"Sir, if we had it, the product would already be on the shelf. I belive we ran our of it so no, I cannot check the back o see if we have the...what was it again?" Pausing the grocery store employee realized he didn't know what he was looking for. The blonde before him scoffed before showing his phone.

"It's a new brand of coffee creamer! It's a seasonal one-" Oh great, another coffee lover. Derek let his kind wonder as he looked to the fridges. Then blinked at a customer watching him.

"Spit fire?" Mumbling out, Derek watched as the person smiled with a small wave. But, before he could return it the blonde snapped his fingers in his face.

"Hello? I'm talking to you- OW!" Yelping in pain, the man whipped around. Seeing (Y/N) with a stern look, glaring him down.

"Were you raised in a barn!? Who the hell ever told ya it was okay to snap in people's faces!" Scolding harshly, Spit fire began releasing hell. Derek chuckled watching them basically making a man quiver before them, this was an enjoyable sight for Derek.

"I'm- I apologize-" Stuttering put a response the young man was cut off by (Y/N).

"Don't apologize to me! I'm not the one that had to deal with your rude ass! Apologize to this nice man!" Gesturing to Derek, who was surprised being called nice. The blonde nodded and turned to the long haired man.

"I'm sorry sir. I just been looking all day because my girlfriend wanted one." Mumbling out an apology, the blonde looked at Derek. Who sighed and waved his hand at the boy.

"Fine kid, I accept your apology. Honestly just go to Walmart, they'll probably have it." Giving advice, Derek say the man nod and rush away. Shaking his head the middle aged man turned to (Y/N).

"It seems your always there to save me, Spit fire." Joking, the grocery store employee watched as the person snorted. Holding a bag with some food in it and they wiped a tear.

It was true, the firey person always shot down customers that were getting too big for their bridges. This has been going on since the first day they came here. The fact they've been doing it for a week now made Derek more intrigued with them.

"It seems you always need saving from asshole customers." Replying back, Spit fire smiled at Derek. Maybe now they'll have courage to do this. But before they could Speak Derek beat them.

"Well since I'm always being saved by you, how about I give ya my number." It was a bad attempt at flirting, Derek knows. But he couldn't help but feel drawn to this person, their personality was really nice.

Adding to the fact they'll rip anyone with their silver tongue of theirs. Derek watched as Spit fire fumbled for their phone with a shy smile.

"I was going to ask you that! Seems you beat me too it." Whispering (Y/N) then handed their phone to him. The long haired man smiled and nodded as he gently took the phone from them.

Both seemed to have a small reaction to touching each other's hands. Even if it was for a small second, but Spit fires heart raced. His hands felt rough from all the heavy lifting they saw him doing.

Derek noted how soft their hands were, which made him chuckle. He couldn't help but wonder what type of work they do. Or if they have a lotion to keep their hands nice and soft.

"As much as I want to stay and chat. I need to go, William will get on me for not restocking." Mumbling out, Derek rubbed the back of his neck. Handing the phone back with a nervous smile, that old man could be very intimidating. Almost like a dad even.

"I don't mind! Um, if I could I can keep ya company?" Stuttering out the ask, Spit fire looked at the taller man. Who chuckled and gave a smile to them seeing their reaction.

"I wouldn't mind, Spit fire." Whispering Derek then gestured them to follow him. As he began to lift boxes and stock shelves the two chatted.

About many things getting g to know one another. Derek learned much about the firey person and how they were new to the city. Spit fire learned that Derek is new but been here a bit longer then them.

Both seemed to enjoy each other's presence, that's until William cleared his throat. Making the two blush and look at him with nervous smiled. Spit fire said good bye before rushing away to pay for their groceries.

"They seem good. Hurry up and confess already, Derek." Bluntly saying the old man then walked away. Leaving Derek Stuttering a response but just sighed.

Rubbing his face the long haired man realized something. Fuck, he might actually be in love with someone. When's the last time he ever did that? Shaking his head, Derek went back to stocking the shelves.

[androdetective]

Tulio is autistic as shit (to me) here's why

Kinda a long thing I have many thoughts. I understand he's an exaggerated character and all that and I don't think he was actually intended to be autistic. I am just very autistic especially for this moron

-Okay so he seems to have a hard time realizing people's feelings and if he's hurt them. He will say what's on his mind to people even if it would seem mean to the average person. This gets him into trouble sometimes and usually rightfully so. He's not bad for not having the greatest social awareness, he's just an asshole bc he's tulio. Whenever he realizes that he has hurt someone he cares about, he ends up genuinely caring and wanting to make it up to them. Implying he didn't want to really hurt them, he just has a hard time figuring out the impact his actions have on others. This is a common experience some autistic people have. Autism is a big spectrum and one of the symptoms is low empathy. (Whether it be emotional, cognital, or other forms of empathy) Low empathy does not make an autistic person bad, nor does it mean they'll steal candy from babies or some shit, it just means they have social difficulties with people and they can be a super nice or normal person or however else. However, this is tulio, he's an asshole bc he chooses to be. Also note that there are times where he is mean on purpose. This is also tulio just being tulio.

-Adding on to the last point of social difficulties, he is very impulsive and says the first thing he's thinking to people. Even if it comes off as super mean and blunt. Which gets him into trouble. Being very blunt is another symptom and can add to social dysfunction.

-Tulio can be oblivious with people making fun of him, especially with sarcasm. This happens often when Bodoque is with him and he starts being sarcastic. Tulio doesn't always catch on to Bodoque's tone and can think that Juan Carlos is genuine with his words. This also happens with other people and can lead to embarrassing moments for him. Not only does he have trouble with tone but misunderstanding phrases. He also has trouble understanding people's intentions, whether they're good or bad. Which can lead him to thinking someone innocent is deceiving him. Or even thinking someone clearly shady is trustworthy. Which has led to trouble for him.

-Another thing is that he has very exaggerated movements, tone, and emotions. Just like having a monotone voice and being unemotetive, the opposite is true. He has big reactions to things that arent that big and exaggerates his words a lot. Tulio chooses to speak with formal language too. He speaks with his hands and even body.

-Stims a lot. Sometimes he will mimick and repeat others. If he sees something bouncing or moving around, his eyes will follow and his head will sway to the movement. Quick example off the top of my head was when Mario Hugo was swaying on that noose (very specific example I know) he swayed along to it. He also taps his fingers on surfaces and adjusts his tie. (Ik that's more likely attributed to his vanity, but it's a common stim so)

-He has a very limited interest in very niche things. He really likes ties. To a point it seems excessive to others. He tends to get bored with things that don't interest him and has trouble paying attention to them. Which can cause him to ignore others. And even forget someone or what was going on in the situation. With his interests, he really likes to talk about them whenever he can. Similar to info-dumping. Even to people that don't care to hear about his interests. He possibly might not notice they don't care.

-He does not like unconsented minor changes. Check the entire show.

That's all I can think of. Maybe I'll add to this later who knows

Tulio Triviño is just like me fr 👆

[inazuma-fulgur]

Read the damn article before you pretend this is me just auding Trump in getting reelected

Democrats are stopping their own candidate from getting elected ny refusing to put up someone other than Biden/someone equally unfit and racist

The thing is, the difference between Trump and Biden is their fanbase, their image. Apart from a few Bandaids and otherwise empty promises Biden does indeed continue the same politics as Trump or let's things running undisturbed.

So whether you vote blue no matter who or whatever I don't give a fuck.

But what I do give a fuck about it liberals pretending voting Biden is the end all be all of progressive politics and mandatory to prevent 'the Bad™' from happening going forward. Because it isn't stopping anything as far as we can tell from media coverage

In fact, voting third party is an option, nit voting is an option, doing anything is an option. It's probably worth more to give a random houseless person five bucks than vote Biden.

This annoys me greatly because I don't just see USians say this, I see activists and casuals from other countries with similarly corrupt issues spread the same misinformation about the US. And also about their own countries, act the same way.

Having spend a lot of time within my own countries, Germany, activist spaces and being involved I can tell you with certainty that many people have similar attitudes towards our own government. Campaigning and running ads for political parties involved in funding wars, defending police and police murders, etc.

You might have heard about 'der hohe Repräsentant' (lit. the high Representative' but likely not. Because topics like that largely go ignored by not just the media and our fucked up politicians but our fucked up activists and progressives as well.

Leftists here largely hate Palestine, deem any critique of Israel antisemitic.

Heck even small things, like our progressive parties even try to make healthcare and education worse, push for more cars over public transit. Shit like that

And then hearing people pretend they're a solution on their own, that just voting for them is sufficient. I can't. And they'll attack you for criticizing these parties, which even a supporter who believes in a lesser evil should do, has to do.

Because if you don't critique them and discourage critique (often disingenuously framed as helping the opposing parties, the myth of leftists infighting aiding the right more than the left. A liberal lie I might say), you expose yourself for how you don't send letters, don't go to protests, are in no way involved in anything. You just want their hateful and dangerous politics to continue because they protect your cozy life in a rich white 'western' country.

I think that sucks and I want you to rethink your positions. Because I believe with some tiny bit of introspection you'll realize that this is a messed up thing for you to advocate for.

Again, for the people in the back, if you genuinely believe in the lesser evil that's fine idc even if I don't, but you can't assure yourself you've done enough and you should at the very least stop people from leveraging necessary criticism against politicians.

If you keep defending Biden I'll keep thinking you consider murdering brown* people abroad and invading and destroying their countries a necessary evil to stop... *checks notes* stop Trump from starting wars and enacting racist policies?

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

The whole DNI banner thing in general feels very new and sad to me. Just so emblematic of the culture of trying to force everyone else to cater to the online experience you want, instead of tailoring your experience for yourself. It's one thing to expect people not to be hateful or mean in your notes, and another entirely to restrict the people you're willing to interact with to the ones you don't think are "degenerate".

Depending on how you define "shipping", I've always "shipped" Destiel and never "shipped" Wincest, but I've always enjoyed reading Wincest and Daddycest content. Specifically the darker stuff (my first big favorite spn fic was "Sins of the Innocent" by reapertownusa). I'm just not sure what, exactly, the folks who don't want to interact with "Wincesties" are afraid of. We're all just, like, regular people, and the world out there kinda thinks that *all* shippers are freaks, anyway.

As far as I can tell, and I realize that the situation will not be the same for everyone, there's this need to shun people who are deemed to be degenerates (as you said). Liking Wincest is definitely taken as a sign of real life moral failing.

Once again, I do want to stress that while I don't ship it, I have nothing against Destiel as a ship. When I first got into this fandom I read a lot of of everything and that's how I learned what worked for me and what didn't. That was in 2015 and I remember being more embarrassed about liking a ship at all than I was about being more drawn to the idea of Sam and Dean together than I was towards Dean and Castiel. So it took me a long time before I just embraced it. During that time I've seen the shift in the shipping wars, the imposed battle for morality that some seem to think that they are fighting. And I've seen it mirror the outside world's steady slide into authoritarianism.

These DNIs are not really important in the grand scheme of things, I'm a respectful person (no matter what kind of shit I may spew when I get frustrated here) and I wouldn't ever knowingly push my ship, or anything else, onto someone who made it clear they didn't want it. I even double check blogs that I reblog from (or whose gifs I add to my own posts) before adding even a wincest tag to a post, to do my best to avoid upsetting anyone. I've been yelled at too many times and generally prefer to avoid unnecessary conflict.

And that's just it, if these blogs listed that Wincest squicked them, I would do all of this to avoid upsetting them, and still be able to share this space with them. But I don't think it's just about them not being exposed to Wincest, that's part of it for sure, but it's also about them not wanting to share this space with me. They don't want me in their space at all because they have made a personal judgement against me based on the flavor of fiction that I enjoy being an idiot about on this dumpster fire of a website.

It's that I see so many posts that have nothing to do with Destiel being tagged with it which feels like another way of setting up a fence between them and those of us they think need to stay away from them. These DNIs feel like giant no trespassing signs, the really over the top ones that tell you exactly what kind of gun they'll shoot you with if you don't obey the sign. And I guess that I just expect more from tumblrinas because I assumed that we better understand what it feels like to be judged and excluded. But really, people are people, and sometimes people are scared, reactionary, assholes, even here.

[echojulietfoxtrot]

Artists, I'm totally down with all of this, but speaking as somebody who actively seeks out people to commission semi regularly, help us out to meet you half way!

Notes and Tips from a Client.

- Does your profile actually indicate you're an artist and that you're open to commissions? That might seem like a goofy question, but you would be absolutely amazed how many artists on here do not have any trace of that. (Several artists in these very notes don't!)

- If your slate's full rn, do you have a wait list? Can I tell? How does somebody get on it?

- Is your askbox open for enquiries? Have you checked it lately? Is there some way I can make a quick enquiry with you - and this is important- *without leaving Tumblr*? That extra layer of clicks makes a big difference.

- Is there a standard package of info requirements and material you want from a client to consider/work with them? Even a template? Your client may be in a different timezone or work schedule to you, so teasing this stuff out one message at a time can take foreeevvverr - try to make it clear in advance what you need to know so everything is said/asked in as few chess moves as possible.

- This will be a theme.

- Please, please don't expect people to just 💫DM you for info💫 about anything you already know they'll have to ask - that info should be just about impossible for them to miss. By the time they're DM'ing you, they should pretty much just be clarifying something they've read or pitching the particulars of this specific transaction. Everything they have to ask is one more little obstacle to contacting you at all.

- Do you have lots of diverse and easily found examples of your work? Have you tagged your work consistently and properly? Have you told me what what that tag is? Have you distinguished between Commissions and Personal/commercial stuff? Your style is probably great, but I need to know if it's my vibe! Again, several artists in these tags have not done this. I have no idea what kind of work you've done!

- Have you made it clear what you're capable or interested in working in, subject wise? For example, I look for artists I know can pull off f/f tv/movie fandom ship stuff, and female bodies and musculature, in relatively realistic proportions. Maybe you can do that! But if I can't see any indications of it, and all the stuff I find is m/m or OCs or D&D, I won't assume it and I probably won't cold call to find out.

- If you do LGBTQ+, furry, fetish, mecha etc - anything anyone else might not do, for any reason - make sure to say so. Again, try not to make people have to ask.

- Also, make it clear if you work in Spicy flavor or not, or what kinds of Spicy you will and won't. (And on a personal level, if you do, try not to draw those boobs so high, Tumblr)

- If somebody approaches you with stuff you can't or won't do just out of preference, is there someone else you can steer them to? The favor might just come right back around.

- Is there somewhere I can find your ballpark prices? I don't need to know to the penny, but I do need to know if my budget and your pricing are at least in the same orbit. At least tell me how many digits to expect. Just saying "It depends!" is a psychological brick wall for a would-be client; I promise you that "contact me to discuss pricing" without any indications of floor or ceiling will cost you work.

- Also I strongly suggest a two-chunk payment structure, with some upfront and some on completion. I personally prefer to pay the whole lot upfront where possible, but at least for your first commission with someone, getting part upfront is safest for you, and "the rest on completion" is reassuring for them.

- Consider different tiers if you haven't already. A 60 buck quickie sketch is 60 bucks you didn't have yesterday, and if you agree to post it, it's essentially an ad for you. But maybe I'll like it so much I'll ask you to go further with it, and stump up for a more developed version? If that's an option, it should be clear to me too.

- I strongly recommend having a look around at the all-in-one commission info sheets some folks put together, with pricing, payment, wills and won'ts, and FAQs and making one of your own, and then - and this is important - *pinning* it, or linking to it in your profile. It should smack folks in the face, they won't seek it out, and it should be like a used car ad, every fact or figure you can anticipate them wanting to know should be plain to see.

- And keep it, and your Tumblr, active and up to date. If your commission info sheet and your Tumblr hasn't been touched since 2012, I'll assume you're in space or dead. I will not check your Twitter or Patreon for signs of life.

- Reblog other artists, and actively engage and tag in fandoms/tags you have worked in and want to work in. Branch out into new subjects/fandoms/tags now and then just to experiment and broaden your footprint. Tumblr is a bunch of circles glued together, that's how you get out there. (And personally, I tend to find new artists through previous artists more often than via tags or Recommended feeds.)

- There is absolutely nothing wrong with reaching out to a high profile blog in a given sphere and asking for a shout out. They'll likely be more than happy to.

- Reblog yourself plenty, for the day and night crowd, weekends and weekdays etc. Gas yourself up a little, nobody minds. Add a few new comments about your process or something now and then, it's interesting. Try not to talk shit about your art, even just in jest - it's not good for you and it's kind of a bummer to onlookers. If something wasn't perfect, think and talk about what you learned from it.

- And don't go doxxing yourself or anything, but maybe give some idea of when and how you work on your art - it's probably not a great idea to commit to an ironclad timescale, but if your posts give a sense of how and when you fit the work into your life, people can have some sense of what to expect and be a little more understanding than they might be otherwise.

- Blaze it. If you're sure you can tune out the whiney clowns, Blaze it. Yes you'll get whinging edgelord nitwits in the comments, but you will also get seen by potentially interested folks who would never have stumbled over you otherwise, and they'll stick around when the other dummies are gone.

So you've been Commissioned.

- Keep in touch! Generally speaking, just staying in touch to say "Hey, this is still in the pipeline" now and then is plenty. Don't weird yourself out about it, don't psyche yourself out of getting in contact if it's been a while. Just message. It's cool! I don't mind waiting for the art itself, at all, but long periods of ghostly radio silence are disheartening. If you're art-blocked up the wazoo, it's nbd to say so. If you're taking a break to work on some personal stuff or casual no-pressure sketches, say so! Literally any contact at all is better than no contact. If nothing else, all you have to say is "Hey, just checking in. I have been making progress on your piece/I plan to get some work done on your piece today/this week/this month. Hope all is well!". Bam, done.

- Some would-be commissioner types like to have their shiny completed art piece revealed all in one go and kept all to themselves. Some (me) love to see WIP updates that they can reblog from you, so they have an extra chance to roll around in their fandoms and tags a little. Some artists don't like showing their WIP stuff publically though. All of that's fine - regardless though, make sure you're both on the same page about all of that, and what format and what channel they'll get their piece in, from Day 1.

- Let the client know if you'd be up for working with them again, or if you'd like x and y conditions if they want to work with you again, or if you're all done and you never want to see these damn characters or this bloody setting again. As a client, you can feel a bit weird about hitting the same talented creative up five times in a row for the same two blorbos in a situation, so it's a good idea to intercept that if it's not an issue for you.

Remember - commissioning something has the potential to feel a little like a weird awkward Tinder convo for money. As an artist... well, you're already an artist, but it’s in your interest as somebody who eats and uses electricity to make it obvious that working with you will be easy and hassle free for all involved. What can you do to ensure that, and signal it?

All the love to Art Tumblr. I'll come knocking on some of your doors again next time I have spare cash and a hankering for some more angsty Dani and Grace McTerminatorDarkFate stuff.

The only thing I need tumblr to do is to get like... cool with the idea you can hire people here to do commissions for you and to like.. consider monetary support for artists cuz one of the reasons and the biggest reason I moved to twitter in the first place is because people there buy my art. I make a living there doing art. And the vibe here is **we don't do that here** If you want artists to be here and do art you gotta be okay with the concept of artists trying to make money. I hate capitalism as much as the next person but I'm also 30 years old living with my fucking parents because I can't pay for a 1 bedroom apartment. Artists are not 'big business'. We're not Disney. We're just people trying to make a living or some money for groceries and shit.

[the-firebird69]

There's a few other things happening here and one of them is people are starting to realize these macro extremely pushy and mean and they're not tolerating anybody for anything and you really can't go through life like that so there's something wrong with them and our son and daughter say that they're very arrogant and people are finding out that they are and it's horrible and they're terrible at it and just it is gonna be a nightmare for them and it's already happening. But they're going through it like you guys are they just turned it all off and just put your head down you think it works before and you'll be fine and it's not the case we have a lot of stuff to talk about but this is important the fact that these max have assumed that they can do what they want to people when they want where they want how they want and it doesn't matter it's wrong people are up in arms physical military arms all over the world because of what these guys are doing and saying and they're making it worse every day and you guys probably don't have a way to go you have to fight them if you do they'll wipe you out and they'll start their larger war so we understand all that and we know you're in a pitiful position we understand that we also know that you're being horrible to our son and your nightmares and you need to be stopped and we will stop you we don't want you doing most of what you're doing and you're horrifying people and you should you should stop doing it. We say this everyday because we mean it but we see you're all jacked up and you have your plan ready to go and your cities are separate and things are starting to heat up so you think it's what you wanted and you are going down and you're going down rather fast and that's what's happening. Which brings us to a couple notes

- John remillard is trying to sabotage our son's bicycles every few seconds and he is constantly added and it is code and people have to put up with it and we are going to stop him from delivering all this code and we're going to start hitting him and very hard we are in the mood to take him down and we start to do it and he started to feel it today and he should we're going to his cities in his areas with a whole bunch of people and pulling them out and no matter what part of his organization they're getting killed and it is true there's some other things to know

-- He is so heinous to our son and his son is ignoring him and only watching for a threat and reporting that he's heinous so people are checking what he's doing and it is disgusting and he is going to get his **** handed to him he's constantly dicking with things he messed with people's money and he's not making any money and he's not using it and people going after him to rip him apart I'll tell you people after a time are not going to put up with this and every once in a while there's a .... and every once in a while there's a flare up and it's pretty big and they start nailing him if you get in the way and you're a warlock you're dead they kill you right now because the credit cards the financial centers of heated up another two percent of Trump's leadership are gone.

--- There are a few more things going on trump is getting messages it's coming from the Mac proper they're telling them he's gone and they put him into a kids costume with a skeleton I covered his face and dropped him somewhere it's where he heard someone who's a Mac he hurt them and in the issued it to him in a challenge of dominance and it's the call that he has to answer. And he is going to be very mad he figures out who it is no he knows who and he's gonna get himself killed in his people many many times they're gonna be removed from that area it's a big shot.

-- Furthermore there's a lot of people trying to interrupt here but a son had a thought and it's a good one to treat these people with they're treating us they were doing that but just now he was thinking that we should really get involved with this that he has these animal responses and he had a doozy it's a real doozy you should see what this one is it's about John Cena and the car that Trump designed and built and goes very fast and as a fight car it's unbeatable so it has begun that Trump and that the whole concept is trump has to have Car the original in his possession and Trump said that he had it and then he goes where is it it says I don't know so I'm saying that you don't have it sorry so what we're saying is tommy F has it and it's psychological and he had to do it so John Remillard is saying this morning I need to know where it is and stuff he says he needs to know where it is he goes yeah'cause I don't know where it is and this is lame you're asking us'cause usually it's kinda easier as I probably not you give this man a ride sweet memory will ride to nothing and the guy was saying I get this then he said I get this really it's awful so he says I get this but then he said I have to go find it and it's true it's not our job to tell him and like we don't know where it is or something and you're making it worse because he's around and this is how it's been working and one reason is he was nudging me to try and get me to agree to dissolve the cameras and he moved my bike just touched it and I was like what the **** are you doing I'm sort of gets it it says yeah I think he's the one with the flat Trump kind of got it instead of starting to understand that the kids is under duress so Trump is understanding the kid is under duress and he hasn't done much about it. we ave ore to report in a moment

Thor Freya

Olympus

me too i have some and worked today feel better

Hera

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

✨ Art Commissions Open w/ Writing Commissions Mentioned Too ✨

PLEASE READ AND MAKE SURE YOU FULLY UNDERSTAND BEFORE DOING ANYTHING ELSE HERE ON KY ACCOUNT PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

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Hey everyone!

Give me ten dollars and I'll draw you a profile pic of your OC or a favorite character of yours.

Give me twenty and I'll draw you your OC AND your favorite character together. Something basic like cheek to cheek, cheek kisses, side hugs, etc. Just depends.

OPEN BELOW FOR MORE IMPORTANT INFORMATION BELOW PLS! Also please answer the poll below the cut if you really want to help me out.

If you don't have the money please reblog, reblog, REBLOG!

It's August 5 as I'm making this so I'll keep this open until September, meaning until then anyone and everyone can send in their comms before I shut this post down and start over in September. Let's see how this goes, if we do a good job I'd love to do something like this every month just to draw for people.

Imma push myself so I'll open 15 spots to do these commissions. I think well for one, outside of the fact that I get to practice my art if people pick me I do actually enjoy talking to everyone. Especially fans.

Notes to Consider:

Artist who needs and wants money. Been talking about getting one of those at home treadmills and other home gym equipment so I can work on my body and get it back to the right shape I want it so it doesn't play with my head and trigger something

I'll do lineart, coloring, and shading for these of course. I only take Cashapp, Venmo, cash one, etc.

I plan on returning to school next year if my body is up to conditions by that time. To do that I really want this at home gym equipment stuff. I was even thinking that if I get it I can make another account and document my workouts. Probably will be on discord or things like a second Twitter for me but it depends on y'all.

Please be above 18 when commissioning me. I'll check your account for one...and for two these things can already be stressful, I don't need someone else's child being added to that.

Other art commissions are available, highest pricing is like $105 but I gotta check again. I'll link the post HERE.

I'll do 10-20 for chibis, 15 to 25 for sketching, 35 to 45 for lineart and basic coloring. 50 for regular shading and highlights, 60 for second line of lineart because going over it a second time is better for me but also looks neater. 75+ dollars include multiple (up to five sketches) of how I thought about drawing your character/s. For the $105 I'll give the sketches but they'll be lineart neatly, the time lapse videos for your main piece and the sketches after, shout-outs to you for working with me, a short blurb for your character and/or ship. I know with the art community some argue that we over price. This is literally the bare minimum especially with everything I'm going through between being immobile for the most part, living with trauma in a household where people gave me said trauma, being mentally unstable and even needing money to get that checked on. I would prefer $105 for the whole bundle I listed above. If you don't want to pay the $105 then you aren't paying for the bundle. So don't worry.

Outside of school I'm hoping I can join a more serious outside gym later to keep my body in shape. I have an interest in boxing and tai quando so I'd love to join a community for that around me. Same for some sports like tennis which I used to play when I was a lot younger. I love swimming so a swimming class could be fun and I've always been anxious about this but I'd love nothing more than to join a fun dance exercise group thingy.

Gotta keep my dog up to date, I've been talking about getting his next check up but disability bills go so far when you are helping others in your house to pay for things... I went from 802 to currently 200 in just a few days. Please help me out guys I'm begging. I've started a thing for piggy banking but I've never done it before so it definitely takes self discipline. I'm hoping that with the funds I make here I can just put the money in the piggy bank and open it by January...

Um if check ins are needed I don't mind give one every couple days to a week.

I have to pay for some stuff a sibling broke while I was sicker and couldn't keep things safe...I'd like to get those fixed or replaced but a few hundred dollars were lost there too..

I still do writing commissions as well. Check that post HERE.

Here's some art that I've done recently for reference of what you COULD get but with these the characters will probably be more chibi-ish compared to my normal style ^^`

MY ART VVV:

Some of these I'm sure I've posted before but I need more things to draw y'all! Outside of the money I really hope I get to practice my drawing skills some more..

DM me or comment if you are interested.

Also here's a poll to enforce engagement ^^`

I'm serious guys. With the last poll on commissions people voted but I have yet to actually have anyone ask me about commissions or to do anything for them. If you don't have the money please don't vote, in a situation like mine the last thing I need is to get my hopes up.

If you are also serious and stand of your word then I'm happy to meet you in my dms for further communication.

Oh and preferably I would appreciate drawing for characters that are in the same fandom I'm in. You'll find a list of those fandoms HERE so check those out before texting me or asking me anything. No I will not conform to a request just because I need the money, pick a fandom that I share with you and we should have no issues.

I'll also post any commissions I get either here on Tumblr, on Twitter, deviantart, and/or Tiktok. (I'll post on all.) If you want to be mentioned when I post let me know that before I actually post. I'll warn you when I am.

If you have any questions on these RULES or anything please dm me before ever actually sending in money. DONT SEND ME ANYTHING UNTIL WE BOTH COME TO A FIRM AGREEMENT ON WHAT OUR INTERACTION WILL BE, pls and thank you. I already had one person who didn't read my rules before sending money and tried to put that all on me...I don't need that again.

Just to make sure it doesn't happen again I'll even ask you three questions revolving around this post when you dm me just to make sure you ACTUALLY read it.

Thank you to anyone who's made it this far, bigger thank you to those happy and ready to help me. I look forward to hearing from you guys!

I'm really hoping I blow up for this post Lord Please.

[coldhndss]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. Anon Hiori matchup story - Event 2A

Protagonist is named Rina.

Side notes/me babbling:

I also think I made your matchup a bit too short, so, again, I hope I can make up for it with this!

I couldn’t think of a profile pic for Hiori so I made it Yakult since he canonically really likes it!

𝜗𝜚 A moment in History ft. Hiori. Y

“Ugh..” Rina momentarily groans and stretches her arms, cracking her finger joints.

“My hands are so tired..” She says, lifting her head from in front of her books, and glancing outside of the window facing her desk. The weather was beautiful. It was sunny and warm, but not too warm. Though nice enough to go walking and have an ice-cream with a friend.  

“But I gotta keep working”. She glances behind at her bed. “I’m home because I’m studying. But remind me what you’re doing here again?”. 

Hiori is slumped over, laying on his stomach and focusing on a video game. “Training was cancelled, you’d know if you checked ya phone”. He absentmindedly murmurs.

Turning on her phone, she finds 6 unread messages from him, all from half an hour ago.

Oops.. looks like she lost herself in her books again..

“No!! Again?” Hiori groans, having lost once more at the shooter game he was engaged in. 

“Looks like someone’s lost their flair..” Rina teases.

Hiori clicks his tongue in frustration, sitting up and straightening his back. 

“Alright" He pauses, stretching his arms out. "Lets go”. 

“Huh? But I'm busy”

“You’re always busy, all you do is study”. He complains. “Let’s do something just this once. I promise you’ll be happy”.

Looking into pleading eyes, she can't help but say yes. "Fine.. I guess I can take one day off.."

It's not often that he and her have time to go places together. He's always wrapped up in a match, game, interview, ads or whatnot, while she keeps herself occupied with her studies, working extra hard to maintain her top ranking in all her classes.

And so, the two of them walk out of the door together with Rina unsure of what he has in mind.

"How about a museum?" He suggested out of the blue. Rina's eyes widened at the idea, though something slightly weighed on her shoulders.

"But you don't even like going to museums" She retorted.

True, Hiori would much prefer the two of them to stay home, playing games, watching a show or even baking. Though, it'd be even harder to persuade her to do something like that. She'd probably say something like; "Since I’m at home, I might as well study anyways..", and eventually drift towards her books.

Hiori took her in his car, and she looked online for a guide to that particular museum. Rina excitedly explained what she'll take him to see as she read through the guide. Hiori listened, smiling; with one hand on the wheel and the other on her thigh.

Once the two of them eventually arrived, they grabbed a drink from the cafe nearby since they'll be doing a lot of walking, with Rina doing most of the talking.

They made their way through the museum with her guiding the way. He listened to the things she had to say and added his own opinion at times. Hiori slowly began to worry that he wasn't doing enough, and didn't want her to think that he felt annoyed from her talking.

Snapping candid photos of her staring at paintings, historical items and the like, he realised how happy he was that she had agreed to come with him. Though, if his training hadn't been cancelled, this probably wouldn't have happened at all. He kept it in mind to thank her.

He found it interesting how every piece seemed to have more than a decade worth of history, and a person who curated it. It's obvious, of course, but seeing it at such a large scale really opened his eyes up to the partial beauty of such things.

The two of them browsed the small scale items, Rina taking a glance or more at each piece; she suddenly stopped and pointed.

"Do you see what I'm seeing?" She asked

"Well, it looks like a purple ball made of.. clay?".

Rina was pointing at just that. A purple coloured clay ball within a glass square. The container covered the ball entirely, with the exception of a large circular hole that was almost exactly big enough for the ball to fit through. Next to it, was a larger yellow sphere within a different square box, except this sphere filled this enclosed box entirely, with the exception of the corners that it was unable to squeeze into.

"It reminds me of you and I" She comments.

He looks at her, puzzled "How so?"

"Well, for me, I always feel like I'm doing a lot. Though it just never seems to be the right amount. And for you.." She points towards the larger circle. "It has so much potential that it's practically overflowing with nowhere else to go". She remains silent after this, hoping she didn't offend him in any way.

He looks back at the box with a large sphere in it, enclosed from the top rather than having a small opening.

Once more, it surprised him how much meaning a seemingly simple piece can hold.

He began to feel somewhat confronted by it; no words yet a vast meaning. Seeing that even she noticed such an intricate flaw about him.. he really needs to put effort into not letting her down anymore.

"Rina.. I hope I haven't been letting you down". Lowering his head, he murmured just loud enough for her to face him in response, worry shrouding her.

"Letting me down? Hiori, why on earth would you say that?" she responds, slightly dumbfounded yet smiling. "I just want to see you recognise your own talent on the field, thats all!"

"I promise I won't let you down anymore" He says, hoping to let her see the truth in his words through his actions.

He never thought that this would be such an eye opener for him; such a simple outing that he thought of just for her. Even when she's doing the thing she likes most, she still manages to think of others, and make them feel seen at all times.

[ohvu]

chapter six — smack him for me

word count. 564 warnings. hitting someone notes. italics (thoughts) proof read done by @lunarxsun tysm bae 🫶

Okay, you were being dramatic. The meeting went well as Xiaoting and Mashiro, who came with, expected.

The final broadcast felt like a breeze for you to wrap your head around the weight of responsibility and pressure. Today, it finally sinked in.

The meeting ended with some positive remarks that added a new weight of burden.

You finally left the room with new thoughts in mind. Forgetting the fact that Mashiro and Xiaoting, who were waiting for you, are just a couple buildings nearby. Hoping to clear your mind a bit, you opt to visit the rooftop before heading down to the cafeteria.

You stride through the black hallways, checking your phone while you're at it. That was a bad idea, with you bumping into a person. Yet again.

deja vu.

"Ah, I'm sorry"

"Oh it's all good"

Meeting their eye, you recognize him as Park Sunghoon. He was holding phone turned ON alongside a plastic bag filled with snacks and energy drinks. Guessing he was on his way to practice practice room with his members bombarding his phone, you realize you look like were checking him out.

How embarrassing.

"ehem. Sorry, i didn't mean to stare." well that felt awkward.

You miss your members. Thinking about them made you realize the members who were waiting for you a couple buildings away.

Freezing at the thought, you forgot there was a person in front you.

Sunghoon, who later realized, the person that bumped into him was you - LN YN. Their topic recently.

"hey, are you LN YN?"

Snapping out from the daze you were in with a single question, you answered yes.

"Well, we watched your drunk-dazed performance. You did great"

"Oh. thank you sunbaenim"

Surprised with the praise, it was interrupted when your phone rang. Remembering the members that were with, you answered the phone. Saying you were done and you would talk to them about it later. The call ended with them telling they'll text you when they're down at the lobby and Hiyyih's tweet earlier resurfacing your mind.

With your phone out of the way, you're surprised to see Sunghoon still there with him scrolling through his phone.

"Ah, sunbaenim!"

"I guess you're supposed to be leaving now, it's nice to meet you"

Nodding, you thought about Hiyyih's tweet. Hitting him (lightly) for him to relay it huening kai (lightly) would be alright, yeah?

You debated on whether to embarrass yourself or just leave it be but you've come to choose the former that you'd come regret later on.

"Uh sunbaenim, sorry for this"

And with that, you lightly smacked his arm. With a quick apology and explanation, you blurted out a "I'm sorry for suddenly hitting you. It was supposed to be for Huening Kai sunbaenim as his sister told me to do that if i do see him. But since he's not here and you're here, I smacked you so you could relay it to him...."

Silence was met when you blurted that out. Just in time, your phone dinged, indicating Xiaoting and Mashiro arrived downstairs. Doing out a quick bow and muttering a goodbye, you walked away fast not bothering to look back.

mstrlst | prev — next

SYNOPSIS. debuting was a dream of yours, the problem was pledis doesn't have any plans on debuting a girl group soon. joining a survival show was your last chance, thus, you took it in hopes of debuting. now that you’ve achieved it, you promised yourself to not let anything hinder you while promoting. fate, however, had other plans. bumping into your senior slash label mates was a normal occurrence, but being them interested in a junior slash label mate wasn't. oh, how fate wanted to spice things up.

msg. hi I'm alive and well 😄 sorry for this long over due chapter but i keep on getting writer's block whenever I write this chapter ugh . anyw, now that's out . tysm for waiting 😭 I'll start posting the week onwards so yes im back !!! reblogs and feedbacks r appreciated

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[blossom-rea]

when we meet again (preview)

PAIRING~ deity/demon/inmortal!jeno x fem!reader, computer science major!jeno x art major!reader

GENRES ~ angst, fluff, past life lovers to strangers to friends to lovers, slow burn, , college!au, reincarnation!au, fantasy!au, memory loss

WARNINGS ~ cuss words i think, more to be added later

SUMMARY~ Jeno hates the feeling of emptiness he's been having for almost 3000 years, being immortal was supposed to be funny but he can't remember anything from his past and how long will it take for his curse to end, what he knows is that Jaemin has been keeping secrets from him, and that every time he sees you he keeps dreaming about a life that has long been forgotten.

WORD COUNT ~ around 10k I hope since it's not finished yet

RELEASE DATE ~ February 21st

TAGLIST ~ @keemburley @chitaphrrrr @neocuddlytechnology @bockhyun @blank-velvet

AUTHOR'S NOTE > hi!! this'll be my first time writing for the neos so tysm for checking it out, this is loosely based on the animated film"White Snake" and it's part of @aehyei valentines gone wrong collab. hope you enjoy the preview, feedback is highly appreciated. Also Jeno doesn't appear in the preview nor he's mention, just so you know

You had always wondered why in a world where magic had always been real people were so scared of it.

Many years ago people that had powers were a few but definitely more common, unlike nowadays where those who had been blessed were so rare that people could not believe it, and it meant that even if they did have some sort of power they'll rather hide it, and it was exactly that what made the little shop at the end of one of the alleys downtown so enticing, many would talk about it, visiting in hopes they'll find what they've been looking for but none of the old habitants would dare say they've been there at least once. Your mother had always been honest with you so you weren't surprised when she admitted she had visited the shop many times, she even had get a lecture of your future before your birth but she had never tell you what she heard and you were never brave enough to ask or to visit the shop by choice, it wasn't like you believed in that stuff to begin with but you rather not fill your mind with unwanted thoughts

"Where are you taking me?" You ask Haechan as he guides you through all the maze-alike streets, the more you walk the more the little shops start to appear, a little cafe hidden behind an old building or the flower shop next to the most boring travel agency ever seen, it's not that you're curious about your destination but Haechan has a way to get himself into the most unexpected things you just want to be ready

"I told you we're going to Renjuns workplace a little further from here" he says as he continues walking never letting go of your arm "he's in this shop they all talk about, the one with fortune telling which is what we are doing today" except you don't exactly want to have someone telling you your future

"And why exactly are we doing that? Besides I know Renjun likes to believe in aliens and stuff but all this palm reading or whatever doesn't sound much like him?

"Fortune telling" he corrects you

"They don't need your palms for that and I know it doesn't sound like him but he isn't the one doing them"

“Still this sounds like a lot of bullshit" you roll your eyes of all the things he wants to get into, it had to be this

"Look, I know it doesn't sound legit but Johnny came here because he's been wanting some guidance and said it actually helped him" you think of Mark's older brother actually coming all the way to this place but that too is something that he would do.

As you come inside you notice the sign that reads "The Precious Jade", the shop is decorated with beautiful flowers here and there, drawers up to the ceiling, multiple tapestries and the unmistakable smell of incense. You can see two people behind the counter, one is Renjun and the other he soon introduces as Ten, his boss and the owner of the shop.

"It's good to see you again" he says with a smiles that seems to hide way too much

“How are you the owner? Is it new or..?" Haechan interrupts before you get a chance to ask where does he know you from

“Oh no it's been mine since the beginning, a couple of years ago now the fact that he doesn't look older than twenty five and has been owning the shop for a while now shocks you

“Whatever" is all Renjun says

"Yeah well okay. we're here for some future telling" Haechan speaks up before someone else says anything

"Future telling? I could offer you something else, something more exciting actually" the way Ten mischievous smiles makes you wonder what exactly can he have that'll interest your friend more than the future, but before you can question him you hear someone scoff, turning to the dark blue curtain you see another guy with black hair and wearing round glasses

"More exciting, he says" he shakes his head "You shouldn't go around making such offers Ten, remember what happened last time"

"How to forget? I almost got kill after that one" you hear Renjun laughing while Haechan looks just as puzzled as you, the new guy turns to you with a little smile

“"If you're interested in your future I'm the one for that, my name's Kun" you returned his smile but shake your head

"Oh it's not for me" you make sure to talk loud and clear but Haechan dismisses your words

"Yes, for her please, we want to know about her future, will she find love soon? Perhaps a soulmate?" You're not even sure what surprises you more that your friend is asking in your name about your love life or the soulmate's question, who even believes in that? But you just sigh and follow them behind the curtain deciding that the faster you end with it the better, after all you have nothing to lose.

[khiphop-discussions]

OK here's the Allkpop version (NOTE that I HATE using them as a source but its the best we have at the moment as far as translations):

Disclaimer: LOTS of speculations and opinions on my part incoming:

So it seems like Meenoi WAS aware of the shoot BUT her concerns about them signing for her with the "fake seal" (described by them as an "electronic signature") and not seeing the contract are valid. The AOMG people have pretty much admitted (and posted the proof) that she did not see the contract.

I feel like maybe Meenoi probably just forgot about this whole thing cause she had other things on her plate and probably just replied flippantly. I've done this where I agree to a certain time to meet up but I was sleeping or otherwise not paying much attention for some reason so I agree to it and then forget. Then when someone reminds me I'm like "I AGREED TO WHAT?!?!" which A) that is my fault so if she did that I can't truly excuse it B) I've never done that for MULTIPLE messages. Usually just ONE message or portion of a phone converation. So her doing it across a whole text thread is kinda a bigger issue that she needs to pay more attention

OR it could also be that she'll humor a conversation about a job BUT she won't actually consider it legit until after the official buisness (contract and all of that) are all formalized. Personally, I can kinda understand that because in business, nothing is really real until you have it "in writing" (aka the contracts). A LOT of people get screwed over by not having stuff "in wiriting" cause people can really legally just lie and say whatever. As an artist this far in her career, Meenoi has probably had that happened before. I've heard a lot of artists and people in entertainment talk about this exact thing. They'll be verbally told they got roles at an audition, just to get ghosted when they follow up or sent an e-mail later saying "Oh actually we decided to go with someone else/different direction." So I get it but if that's the case, then she needed to be more forthcoming with this in her statement. the statement where she "didn't know" isn't really the full story and it's why it could make her look bad. If it was the above explanation (ie, her flippantly replying) then she should have just left this portion out of her complaints completely because (again as someone who has done this before but luckily not when $150,000 is on the line) it's HER fault.

Also, as far as the fake seal, even though it is the way AOMG does things and it's technically legal in Korea*, I agree with Meenoi. This part ISN'T her fault. Don't electronically sign for me until after I have seen the contract because I wanna know what I'm agreeing to. It seems like that's actually the reason she cancelled. "Without modifications to the ad conditions, I can't do the shoot tomorrow" is what Meenoi said for not attending.

It was put out that she did not cancel the shoot until 2 hours prior to the shoot but it is really clear that she gave notice the day before the shoot.

Why was the contract signed before she saw it? *I missed this part but I went back and read. It turns out that the third party signing is only legal AFTER the artist has seen the content of the contract ("However, they must explain the contents and schedule of the contract in advance.") which definitely makes more sense than the 3rd party being able to sign all willy nilly.

I wonder if they had already signed the contract before Meenoi even asked to be shown it? Because the Saturday was the 27th. That Sunday was the 28th. The Monday she saw the contract and the signature had to be the 29th. So where did they get time to sign the contract if they can't access this stuff on the weekends? Either earlier in the day on Monday, which if that's the case, why didn't they tell her the contents and send everything over prior to signing? Or maybe before the day she asked. However, they didn't send it for whatever reason until she finally asked. They probably usually send the info about contracts earlier and then it hit her on Saturday like "oh shoot. What about that one shoot? Did they ever send a contract about that shoot or was it all just bullshit?"

I hope this is just general miscommunication

Yikes this meenoi mess just got worse

I heard that she's leaving AOMG (or trying to) since she doesn't trust them. Also, that the reps thought she was at risk being alone and so they contacted her family member. But that's as much as I heard cause I haven't seen the translation of her big post.

I'll look around and see if I can find more info.

EDIT: Here's a source that ISN'T Allkpop but honestly, it looks like Allkpop has the most articles on the subject: https://www.thenews.com.pk/latest/1165150-inside-singer-meenois-muddy-fight-with-label-over-contract

[bjornolf-bjarki]

What's going on here (warning it's pretty fucking bad)

Ok so I was just checking out the Hellsing fandom to see what new content is here and this is what I see. (don't go after the people in this post, we don't need to sink to their level)

The first thing that comes to mind for me is "what is going on?" and "why should I care?" I go into the details of this situation by asking my oomfie @valentine-rampage to ask what gives and she confirms that this account being mentioned is NOT one of her blog accounts and is some random kid who really likes her content, which I have evidence for btw:

So I also contacted the blog that is being accused of this and it is a fucking kid just trying to enjoy content on here and now is having a mental breakdown bc some people can't keep it in their goddamn pants. I looked into the accounts adding onto the post that's "calling out" the supposed ghost account and I see some shit like this from the main account that's used by the same person who made the post, who is animebluraydvd's main account (trust me this speaks for itself bc the vid playing in that ask starts off with "why are you so obsessed with me?" and breaks out into a pop song I care not to know when someone sent this person an ask about supposed death threats being sent by them or their fans, which I'll probably get after this):

Now to talk about the victim of the harassment started by the original post at the top of this post and messaged them:

This person was literally having a mental breakdown and could hardly type out a sentence all because animebluraydvd decided that he was bored and would go after someone who did, to my knowledge, nothing to him. I may find some of the millennium blogs to be weird to me but you don't see me doing abusive shit like this that could actually cause someone to get hurt. I know this happens bc as a reformed Kiwifarms user I know what this shit can lead to and it is never pretty. Stop it, apologize to this person, delete that fucking post, make a post saying why you won't do this again, and stop being a fucking psycho. I was hoping it wouldn't need to be this and that I could possibly make it end on a good note but with this kind of behavior animebluraydvd's main account does and causes people or themself to send death threats and harassment to others I don't think they'll operate in good faith to sort it out.

Again here's my advice to you @animebluraydvd, log off, take a fucking chill pill, and try not to do this shit ever again when it's unwarranted. This is a fandom about fucking cartoon characters, not a fucking psychotic online crusade. I bet you're gonna probably call me "obsessed" anyways but IDC I'm ending it on this note.

I was hoping I'd never have to get into drama to help someone out again but I guess that isn't meant to be. I got permission from @ghostlyeaglehoagiestudent to show the dm's I had with them

Also here's a message from @valentine-rampage when we got in touch in discord about this with her permission to use this screenshot

[blackbat05]

See You Again (Part 2)

Frank Castle x Reader

A/N: I did not expect this idea to hit me but here I am! Enjoy!

Genre: PG-13

Notes: K-dramas really giving me all those ideas! Part 1 HERE

Tags: @crazycookiecrumbles @wint3r-h3art (For giving me the idea of Part 2!)

I really love this drama ok don’t @ me

***

'The streets are a mess.' Foggy slides the door shut, wiping sweat off his face.

'High ranking officials have been shot left and right,' Matt seethes. 'What? I'm stating the facts as it is.'

Karen shakes her head at the two men, sitting with you at the dining table.

Three years had passed and things had only changed for the worse. Corrupted individuals had swarmed their way into the positions of their assassinated predecessors. Life had suffocated those who did not wield money, status, or power.

You've seen the newspaper that Foggy brings back every day. The unforgiving gaze of William Rawlins as soldiers stand beneath him, willing to be a pawn in his quest for supremacy.

At least Frank will no longer be blamed for those murders.

Rapid knocking could be heard outside the kitchen. Matt puts a finger to his lips, telling everyone to stay quiet. Standing beside the door, Matt pauses for a few seconds before opening the door.

'Jess, Luke,' Karen comes to greet the familiar faces. 'What are you doing here? We aren't supposed to meet until next month.'

The pair exchange glances before Jessica speaks up.

'Rawlins and Russo. They'll be at the town hall in two days.'

***

'I'm going. Don't try to stop me.'

'Y/N, if Rawlins sees you-'

'He'll kill me? He already did.' You respond soullessly, checking your ammunition. Karen remains silent.

'You of all people should know that I wasn't living for all these years. The least that you could do is to let your comrade go down fighting. Frank may have been forgotten but I'm going to clear his name.'

As you left the room, Karen runs a hand through her hair in frustration, retreating to her room soon after. It was best to get some rest.

She was going to need it.

***

A group of uniformed men marched in unison, but at the right pace to keep a distance from the two men leading the pack.

'Castle?' The first man questions, clearly impatient.

'I've taken care of him, sir.' Billy Russo reassures his superior who only becomes tenser. 'My men are searching everywhere for any sign of the rebels. Including his wife.'

Rawlins grunts. 'I do not want those meddling, good for nothing rebels in my way. Do you understand me, Russo?'

'Every bit of it sir.'

The group finally reaches the town hall amongst the prying eyes of merchants and buyers. Rawlins removes his coat, passing it to the soldier beside him.

He doesn't say anything, but Billy knows that he has to do this right. There was no more room for another mistake-

'BANG!'

Billy's foot flinches backward, as a soldier falls. The bullet hole has caused the blood to seep through his uniform, covering his chest in record time.

More gunshot sounds follow, breaking up the crowds and adding to more confusion.

'RUSSO DO SOMETHING! DON'T JUST STAND THERE!' Rawlins roared at him, taking cover behind a cart.

Billy follows suit, finding shelter behind an abandoned stall. The shot had come from above, so Billy starts his search from higher ground.

Then he sees it. Someone on the nearby roof.

***

You reloaded your rifle, pointing it in the same direction where Rawlins had stood.

No more chances, you were going to trap him like a rat in the cage.

Two shophouses away, you see Karen perched on the rooftop with her own weapon, taking out two soldiers with ease.

Now, it was time to nip it in the bud.

Moving from your position, you gained momentum to jump towards the next rooftop for a better shot at Rawlins.

It happened all too quickly.

A jolt of pain shoots up you right leg, causing you to lose balance. Stumbling off the roof, you prepared for the imminent impact.

Crashing onto a display of fruits, you find yourself lying in an awkward position.

Red substance starts to seep from under your leg and you are unsure if it’s the cherries that you had smashed from the fall or your own blood.

Panic slowly takes over as your priority is now to get as far away as you can. Who were you kidding? You were no good with this mangled leg.

Shouting could be heard from afar. You didn’t have much time left before the enemy would descend on you.

Should you crawl to the nearest shelter you could find? But merchants and residents alike were rushing inside, shutting their doors against you. Perhaps you should bite your tongue? But you didn’t even have enough strength to blink.

‘There she is!’

You turn your head weakly to the side, seeing the group of soldiers jostling past the remaining group of stragglers, making their way towards you at an alarming pace.

Is this how you were going to die?

Multiple shots rang out in succession, causing the soldiers to fall like dominos. Despite your blurry vision, you could make out the familiar masked figures dropping in on the remaining flustered soldiers.

Luke and Matt do efficient work, wiping out the opposition with minimal effort. A third figure that you are unable to identify makes their way over, carefully picking you up.

‘We got this, get out of here.’ Matt addresses the unidentified individual.

Fatigue starts to win as your eyes start to droop. You don’t bother to fight it. If Matt trusted them, you could too.

If only you weren’t this helpless.

***

‘Thank you. I’ll let you know if I need help again.’

He bows in gratitude to the sympathetic old woman from the medicinal hall who leaves soon after to give the two of you privacy.

Frank sits beside your bed, taking your hand in his. Deep in slumber, you looked like you didn’t have a care in the world. He wished that it would stay this way, he wished it would be under better circumstances.

‘Don’t you regret it?’

‘Regret what?’

‘Marrying me. You could have been living a comfortable life with a rich noble or something. Not having to be on the run with me.’

You snort at the choice of his words, adjusting the position of your body to move closer to him.

‘If I were to be a flower, I don’t want to be displayed in vase. I want to burn brightly, before wilting away.’

Frank lowers his head, letting a tear fall onto his hand that is still holding you. He doesn’t want you to see him shed tears of regret.

A small groan pushes him out of his misery. You slowly blink open your eyes, adjusting to the artificial lights.

You stared at the calling, registering that you were probably at the medicinal hall that was one of the Defender’s hideouts.

Moving slowly to quell your nauseousness, you see Frank hovering over your bed, a concerned look plastered over his scruffy features.

‘Must be the painkillers,’ you mumbled. ‘No way this is real.’

Frank can only stare at you, waiting for you to come back to your senses.

You see the ring on his finger and the fog starts to clear from your brain. ‘So this isn’t a dream?’

Your husband gives a watery chuckle. ‘Hey princess.’

You forget that you are probably high on painkillers as you falter in trying to push yourself up. Frank rushes over, catching you right before you fall sideways.

Feeling the familiar touch of his hand on your waist, you are sure that you haven’t gone insane.

‘I saw your body… I thought Russo killed you…’

You’re unable to process the current situation so you do what was the next best thing. Hands curled into fists, you launched an assault on Frank’s chest, hitting it repeatedly.

‘I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD YOU JERK! I STAND BY YOU ALL THIS WHILE AND YOU REPAY ME BY MAKING ME THINK YOU WERE DEAD FOR THREE YEARS?’

Frank doesn’t bother to stop you. He figures it was best to let you vent out your anger that was starting to die down.

To hell with your injury as you launched yourself towards him for a hug.

‘Please don’t do that again,’ you whimpered into his shoulder. ‘I don’t want to relieve those years again.’

A man of little words, Frank only hugs you tighter, afraid of letting you go again.

At least not in this lifetime.

There are so many things he wants to tell you. Most importantly, that he’s sure he can clear his name and stop the tyranny of Rawlins.

For now, Frank wills his mind to slow down. There was no need to rush. He wasn’t going anywhere. It can wait.

As he helps you to lie back down, you hold his wrist as a silent plea.

He wasn’t going to make the same mistake again. Caressing your tear-stained cheek gently, Frank says it almost in a whisper, as if it was only for you to hear.

‘I’m here. I’ll always be here.’

***

A/N: Last part to round things up? God this was so impromptu but hope you liked it! We shall see how things goes (when I meant things I meant my brain lmao)