#lemme finish writing their wedding

[soshiharin]

the parents were on their honeymoon from the 29th to the 6th

[deathnguts]

Pls…Go into HEAVY Detail about the Lestrange brothers I’m a very curious bastard…very curious 👀

((Sorry in advance for our difference in writing for these disasters but I’m gonna use this to explain my idea of them but know that I still think yours is very cool and interesting and I genuinely love it so))

Ok I think the best way for me to make words about this is to try and compare them to something. So I’m gonna be the only person to ever talk about Orion Black ever yet again and say with my full chest that Alphard and Orion were more twins than Rabastan and rodolphus the same way Rabastan and rodolphus were more brothers than Alphard and Orion. Lemme explain.

Alphard and Orion are not twins, technically. They were born ten months apart, so they didn’t share the womb but they are the same age. They look exactly the fucking same because of those mixed genes and they were expected to do the same things as the oldest heir blacks. Since they were both the same school year, neither was really treated like the older brother by the rest of the family which lead to them growing up pretty much in tandem to share the title. They were never perfect non-twins, like they didn’t only like each other or finish each other’s sentences or anything, to everyone watching it seemed they didn’t get along at all? Like Alphard was constantly teasing Orion and putting off all his work because he knew Orion would do it and Orion was easily flustered and complained all the time about all the work his brother made him do. But like… if they hated each other than why did they live in each other’s skin. Alphard literally never left Orion alone, he was always there and always had his arm slung around his brother’s shoulders or something. He said it was under the guise of ‘looking out for his little brother because he’s socially inept and has no friends’ and Orion would always just say ‘I’m not your little brother we’re the same age.’ Like there was a bunch of other things being said that he could be worrying about but he just chose to be a brat and that was pretty much their whole relationship. They stayed attached at the hip until Alphard was to be wed at around sixteen and that was the thing he refused to do (because he was gay) and Orion did not understand his firmness on the topic that was really just another duty in his eyes (because he was aroace) and that was the first real divide they had. They never had a divide before so they didn’t know what to do. Alphard wanted to run away, he asked his brother to come with because he didn’t know how to live without him, Orion said no. Alphard had his doubts about his brother valuing their relationship and himself over his family confirmed, Orion had his doubts that Alphard was a childish selfish brat confirmed. Alphard left and they never saw each other again.

Sorry for all the exposition but here’s where I put it to use!

Rodolphus and Rabastan are twins, technically. They shared the womb but were born on different days, Rodolphus first and then Rabastan two days later. (I imagine the pure bloods are very traditional in their treatment of pregnancy and probably have never even heard of a C section, if they baby’s not coming out then the mother just has to wait.) This proved to be a premonition for them as people because just like their birth, Rodolphus was handed off to their father while Rabastan stayed with mommy and got to experience her warmth for so much longer. Rodolphus came when expected with little fuss, Rabastan had to make his own scene and cause so much trouble for his mother in the process yet she continued to love him anyway. They have different birthdays. They are different people. They were raised differently because their mother wasn’t exactly all there and claimed that because her second son stayed with her in birth (forgoing how he nearly killed her doing so) that means he was hers despite him being a boy (traditionally the mother would take charge of the daughters and the father the sons once they come of age, but the Lestranges didn’t do that clearly) ((also cue that TikTok audio where the mother’s like ‘a boy would be the son of France, but you shall be mine’)) and their father didn’t really mind because he has his own son too. The couple weren’t in love but they didn’t hate each other, so they truly didn’t mind raising their children pretty much separately since they both had vastly different ideas of being parents. Rodolphus was raised to learn to be quiet and keep his head down because he went to work with father ever since he learned to stop crying all the time, Rabastan was raised as the center of his mother’s universe while acutely aware she was crazy because it didn’t exactly feel good to have her crazed attention at all times so he learned to act out as much as he wanted becaus he could get away with it and his mother deserved it in his eyes. They saw each other at dinner and were allowed to play whenever they wanted, which they took advantage of when they were young. Rabastan learned early on to resent their father because he was always the one who took rodolphus away, Rodolphus learned early on to resent their mother because she never even looked at him. But as they grew into their chosen parent’s faces, they learned to resent each other as well. (Again cue the TikTok audio for Rabastan that’s like ‘thank you, I look just like my mommy’)

By all accounts they weren’t twins. They stopped even really being brothers when they started hogwarts, if you looked at it a certain way. They lead entirely different lives, adorned completely different faces and roles, anyone who didn’t know them didn’t know they even knew each other. They weren’t like the black brothers where they fought in halls and made a spectacle out of being different, they weren’t like the black sisters who could ignore their differences like an elephant in a room and play pretend that they were sisters despite the looming threat of difference, the lestrange twins were just… nothing. Barely even twins, barely even brothers. They lived in the same dorm room (since I imagine that Slytherin isn’t as populated of a house of that of gryffindor and probably means there’s less kids per dorm, two or three but I usually lean towards two) and it was like all conversation was silenced when they were together. Rodolphus would read on his bed late enough into the night to witness Rabastan stumble through the door with the stink of stolen liquor on him and neither said anything. Rabastan would watch through a key hole as all his family but his mother learned to favor the ‘better brother’ and talk in hushed tones of what their mother’s boy was growing into with Rodolphus in the room and the quieter twin say nothing to deter them. Rodolphus resents Rabastan for having things people value in life that he never even considered having for himself (freedom, love, living in truth) but doesn’t mind enough to make a deal do it because, in truth, Rodolphus doesn’t want those things. The only reason he cares is because his brother them (like true siblings tend to do.) But Rabastan resents Rodolphus for having everything he’s always looked for but never had (praise, adoration, love from someone who wasn’t crazy) and he truly didn’t regret or hold back that resentment because when had he ever regretted or held back anything?

But the reason I chose ti compare the failed twins to the broken brothers is because everyone expected them ti have the opposite relationship. Pure blood twins should be closer than anything, close enough to cause unease in how they are when alone, their seperation should be a disaster. Pure blood brothers should be… quaint, at best. They don’t owe anything to each other, their lives will be completely separate once they marry and have to start fighting for the title of Heir. But it was the last generation’s Black Brothers that were close with the shaking falling out and the Lestrange Twins that were a never kindled fire. And they did follow in their older Black Brother counterparts foot steps in many ways as adults. Alphard broke himself off from the family but kept his own money and power, which he used to live for himself and look out for a younger pure blood child (Sirius) that he saw soemthing worth change in and knew others would seek to destroy. Rabastan distanced himself from the family but kept his own money and power, which he used to live for himself and look out for a younger pure blood child (Regulus) that he saw soemthing worth change in and knew others would seek to destroy. Orion dedicated himself to the role he knew he was born to play and did what he was told when he was told to, no feelings for fuss about it, and was revered as a business man for it but despised as a family man for the same. Rodolphus dedicated himself to the role he knew he was born to play and did what he was told when he was told to, no feelings for fuss about it, and was admired as a business man for it but almost mourned as a family man for the same because Rodolphus didn’t have a family, he just had a wife that he never spoke to.

But at the beginning I said that Rabastan and rodolphus were more brothers than Alphard and Orion as a teen of endearment for them, implying they did have that brotherly idea of each other, and where have I shown it? No where, so here it is now. Where Black siblings always seem to have some huge falling out with a lifetime of silence to follow, most families aren’t that dramatic. Sure Rabastan and Rodolphus were never eveyrthing to each other, but they were still family. When Rabastan feels he has no where else to turn and he can’t stand to look in his mother’s ever fading eyes, he goes to Rodolphus. And just like their school days, Rodolphus will hold his hair when he vomits and have a guest room prepared without a fuss at all. When Rodolphus is at a loss for a scene of people being just so hard for him to understand, unsure of what to do but sure he doesn’t like it at all, Rabastan takes it like he used to take Rodolphus’ veggies under the table. Most things Rodolphus doenst understand are easy enough to either explain or dispel completely by just being his dramatic self and getting people to fall into the line Rodolphus understands again.

Rabastan and Rodolphus don’t parallel one another like good twins, they parallel brothers that could have been better then them. And in some ways, they actually succeed at being the better family to each other. It’s just complicated, because when is family not?

[aalissy]

Wedding Dress

Whoop whoop! Here's day 28! I hope you still like it even though it's a lil late! I had quite a fun time writing this one :)! Lemme know your thoughts!

AO3

“It’s bad luck to see a bride in her wedding dress, you know,” Marinette said, shooting a grin over her shoulder as she heard Adrien step inside the room she was working in. A sewing needle was in her mouth as she worked on the white, lacy gown.

“Ah, yes, but you’re not exactly in the wedding dress, now are you?” he asked, raising a brow as he smirked back. “You’re just creating it.”

Marinette simply laughed, standing up with a roll of her eyes. She stepped back, leaning her head against Adrien’s shoulder as she admired the dress she had begun creating for their wedding. “Looks good though, no?” she murmured softly. “I hated it in the beginning but I think it’s growing on me. I’m almost positive I’ll like it when it’s time for our wedding.”

Adrien chuckled back, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. "It looks more than good, Marinette. It looks positively stunning, just like you." His words were sincere, filled with admiration for both the dress and the woman beside him.

She blushed, turning to meet his gaze. "You always know how to make me feel special," she said softly, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. "I can't wait for you to see the finished piece on our wedding day."

"I can't wait either," Adrien replied, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’m sure it’ll look much better on its final model.”

As they stood together, Marinette felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. The journey that had led them to this point had been filled with challenges and adventures, but through it all, their love had only grown stronger. 

She couldn't help but marvel at how far they had come since the days of her not-so-secret crush on him. It still seemed almost baffling that she was set to marry him. The boy she had been dreaming of since she was a young teenager.

Adrien ran a hand through her hair, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Remember when we first met?" he mused, a nostalgic smile playing on his lips.

Marinette chuckled, a fond glimmer in her eyes. "How could I forget? You were the new student in school and I positively hated you for putting that chewing gum on my seat."

He groaned, tapping her nose playfully which she scrunched at him. “How many times do I need to tell you that I never put that chewing gum on your seat? That was all Chloé’s doing. I was just trying to help take it off.”

“So you say,” she teased, a smirk teasing at the edges of her lips.

“Alright, alright,” Adrien chuckled, putting his hands up. “The second time we met.”

Marinette hummed, leaving his arms to rock on her heels in front of him with an even larger grin. “Mmm, do you perhaps mean the time when we saved Paris together and you fell head over heels for me when I stood up to Hawkmoth?”

Adrien rolled his eyes, closing the distance as he grasped her waist. He leaned down, his nose grazing against hers lightly. “Alright then, the third time we met. The time you fell positively head over heels for me. When I handed you my umbrella that day in the rain and you blushed and stammered as it closed directly on top of this cute little head of yours.”

Marinette threw her head back in a loud laugh. She shook her head after a bit, shaking her head at him with a pair of amused, glimmering blue eyes. Their banter was easy, built up over years of knowing and loving each other. She leaned into Adrien's embrace, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. She knew with absolute certainty that she had found her soulmate in him, someone who understood her dreams and supported her every step of the way.

"Speaking of designs," Adrien began, his eyes lighting up with excitement, "have you thought about what song we'll dance to at our wedding?"

Marinette's heart fluttered at the mention of their wedding. It was a day she had dreamed about since before they had even started dating, a day where they would pledge their love to each other in front of their friends and family.

"I have a few ideas," she admitted with a playful glint in her eyes. "But it has to be something special, something that captures the magic of this moment."

Adrien nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. "We'll know it when we hear it," he said confidently. "Just like we knew we were meant to be together."

“Mmm, don’t you think that might take a little longer?” She giggled. “God knows it took us quite a while to realize that we were both in love with each other.”

“You’re right,” he chuckled. “Hopefully it doesn’t take us as long as that. Why don’t we try listening to a few now.”

Adrien tapped a few buttons on his phone, letting a beautiful, soft piano melody play around them. Marinette hummed lightly, her eyes fluttering closed as she moved her head along to the slow rhythm of the song. It really was lovely.

When her eyes opened, she saw his arm extended out to her. Smiling, Marinette let him pull her into a gentle dance, swaying to the melody of their potential future wedding song. In that moment, surrounded by love and possibility, Marinette couldn't help but smile. She was exactly where she was meant to be, in Adrien's arms, discussing the plans that would draw them closer to their forever. 

As they swayed together, their conversation drifted to more wedding planning details, each of them bringing up their different ideas from the venue to the guest list. Each decision brought them closer together, solidifying their commitment to each other.

As the sun began to set outside, casting a warm glow into the room, Marinette felt a surge of anticipation for their future. She knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as they faced them together, they could overcome anything.

[madebysimblr]

Sorella: You know, if you finish your assignments as they are assigned- you don't have to stay up late the night before they're due.

Envy: Where is the fun in that!? Besides, I'm in lyric writing mode. Couldn't focus on school work if I tried.

Sorella: Ah, understandable.

knock at the door

Envy: You expecting anyone?

Sorella: Nope.

Envy: Amina! You didn't say you were stopping by!

Amina: I know, I just wanted to book Mystress for a gig!

Envy: Wh-[SQUEALS] GIRL! That ring!! He finally nutted up and asked????

Amina: [laughs] He finally did!!

Envy: Congrats!!! When? How? Lemme see this rock!

Amina: Harvestfest. Just asked me in front of his whole family after dinner. I don't think I wore clothes all weekend [laughs]

Envy: Good for you! But you wanna book us? You know we're not a wedding band, right?

Amina: Oh I know, but a gig is a gig right? Joy's new boyfriend is a DJ- so he'll take care of some of the reception. But I'd like some live music.

Envy: You'll pay us in actual cash right?

Amina: Of course!!

Envy: I'll ask the others, but I'm down! When is the wedding?

Amina: Date is not saved yet. But that's next on my list. I'll let you know ASAP.

Envy: Alright, cool. Hey maybe we'll get our big break in the interim and you'll have a famous band locked in for your wedding.

Amina: If there's any justice in the world it'll happen! Ok, gotta go. Thanks Envy!

Envy: Of course! Congratulations again. Eli is one hell of a lucky man!

Amina: [laughs] And he knows it!

Sorella: Who was that?

Envy: Oh, friend of my older sister's. Kinda like a sister to me too. SO glad Eli finally popped the question, anyone would be an idiot not to lock her down.

Sorella: Ahhhh.

Envy: You think you'll ever get married? I don't know if that life is for me.

Sorella: [shrugs] I haven't really thought about it. No one in my family gets married until they're like… 30 anyway.

Envy: Girl you are such a liar. I see those googly eyes you make at Alex.

Sorella: I don't know what you're talking about.

[thebroccolination]

Back in January of 2021, I made a thread on Twitter praising SOTUS S, so I'm gonna post it here for safekeeping (with some inclusions and edits – there's no character limit here yay) because it's still one of my favorite threads.

SOTUS S - One of My Favorite Series in Terms of Writing and Why I Love It as Much as I Do

One of my favorite aspects of SOTUS S is also something I see it widely critiqued for, so lemme heap some well-deserved praise on my beloved series.

I think Arthit's awkward, uncomfortable, and almost cold behavior is realistic, because That's the Point.

Allow me to explain.

Okay, so here's the timeline as I understand it:

• SOTUS takes place during Kongphob's first year and Arthit's third • The special scenes at the end of SOTUS S episodes are during Kongphob's first/second year and Arthit's third/fourth year • The main storyline of SOTUS S is set during Kongphob's third year as head hazer and Arthit's post-graduation entry into the working world

The reason I start by outlining that is to highlight a brilliant thing SOTUS S does with two timelines compared to SOTUS, which only has one:

SOTUS S shows us two very different stages of their relationship.

When they were in university together and part of the same world:

and

2. After they've been separated into different worlds:

That difference fuels and contextualizes the central conflict of SOTUS S: Arthit closeting himself and his relationship from his coworkers.

So why does he do that?

Well, Arthit is two years older than Kongphob, and when they start dating, he already has an established level of status at their university. He has a close circle of friends who stand up for him and sacrifice for him, he has the respect of his juniors and seniors, and he also maintains a high academic standing. It tracks that Arthit at this stage of his life is at his most open and confident with his relationship with Kongphob. Everyone knows, and he's fine.

At the end of SOTUS, he happily tells everyone that they're dating. This is immediately after they've publicly exchanged a matching set of bracelets that Arthit bought to replace the SOTUS string.

When Kongphob's car breaks down, Arthit shuttles Kongphob to his next class on the back of his bike. Kongphob asks if he can hold onto him, Arthit says no, and then he only smirks and shakes his head when Kongphob cheekily holds onto him anyway. (It's what they're into, don't kinkshame them.)

While talking about an upcoming meteor shower, Arthit's immediate reaction to Kongphob telling him they won't be able to see it in Bangkok is to earnestly suggest they take a trip to see one together.

And when Kongphob is absolutely delighted, this delights Arthit.

When Kongphob keeps up his "but I wanna see the meteor shower" bit, Arthit offers to take him to the planetarium.

At which point, Kongphob just goes in for the move he intended from the start:

This is why Arthit's reluctant to ever give in: there's no game of chicken Kongphob would ever lose at.

Then Arthit actually gets his own extremely rare Uno Reverse moment:

I fuckin' love this scene. Look at Kongphob's face. This is, like, the thousandth time he's envisioning their engagement, wedding, and honeymoon simultaneously.

(Did I have to go through that whole scene to prove any kind of point? NOPE. I just really like it. They're idiots. <3)

In another scene that I interpret as shortly following SOTUS and the start of their relationship, Kongphob hurts his foot and Arthit offers to carry him on his back. The way Kongphob looks up at him is like a knife in my heart; and then when Arthit actually follows through and carries him, he's so happy.

He also surprises Kongphob with a gift on Valentine's Day in the middle of campus in broad daylight. He finished his work early purely to see Kongphob. I think he's genuinely one of the most devoted boyfriends we see in all of Thai BL.

While they're at university together, Arthit's never closed off about their relationship. Everyone knows they're dating, and Arthit does not mind. (I mean, he was the first to approach Kongphob when Kongphob was visiting their university, after all. He also initiated their first kiss. Grabbed him by the tie, even.)

The thing is, Arthit is also shy. He's pretty well-established as an introvert who intellectually understands the SOTUS system, but he isn't naturally good with people, and it leads to all the issues with the system that we see in SOTUS. In his defense, though, we do find out that it was even worse when he was a first-year, and he is actively trying to do a better job. He's just, y'know, obsessed with 0062 and probably doesn't know anyone else's name. (I kid, but…do I though. Do you, Arthit. Speak up.)

In the main storyline of SOTUS S, though, Arthit is closed off. He does mind. He's afraid. So much more than he ever was before. And why?

Because he's left the world where he was known and respected and loved. That's the world Kongphob still lives in. When Arthit comes back to campus for the string-tying ceremony to support Kongphob, he's in Kongphob's safe space, not his. It isn't where Arthit belongs anymore, and it's clear from his body language that he knows it.

His new world, his new community, is at work. In sales. As an introvert. It's a department where he doesn't feel comfortable, one he actively wants to transfer out of. In this series, he's not an introvert in a position of power like he was in SOTUS; instead, he's an introvert on the bottom rung of a company. He came from a world where cogs are treasures that represent the heart to a world where cogs are cheap and replaceable because they're a dime a dozen.

This is why SOTUS S is mostly from Arthit's perspective: in SOTUS, Kongphob was the one in a new world figuring out his place there. By taking away Arthit's comfort zone, he's the one who has to confront his flaws and improve.

One of my favorite scenes is in episode one. Arthit is out to dinner with his new coworkers, and he's only given ONE opportunity to talk about his boyfriend naturally. His coworker asks indirectly if he has a significant other, and he's nervous but ready to say yes—and then just as he starts to speak, he's cut off, and the courage visibly drains out of him.

That's it. He's pressured himself back into the closet.

No one at that table said anything negative about queer people. No one gave him even a hint that they would be prejudiced against him, but he's in a new place and he's already so shy he's made faster friends with Bonus, the office fish. That's the flaw he has to overcome: he overthinks, and then he spirals. (He does it in Our Skyy too, which I love because fears often manifest in different ways, and it can take years to fully overcome them. Arthit does grow and change over time, but he's still inherently shy and anxious, and he's never framed by the narrative as in the wrong for that. He's only ever framed to be wrong for the harmful decisions he makes as a result of his fear.)

We saw him spiral in SOTUS when he admitted to Knot his fears about a potential future relationship with Kongphob. Kongphob absently mentioned his niece to Arthit one time and Arthit sent himself into a tailspin thinking he'd never be enough for Kongphob because they'd never be able to have biological kids so obviously Kongphob would resent him for it so why even start anything when their relationship would inevitably end in a fiery plane crash at the base of a smallish mountain in the Himalayas.

You can almost hear Arthit's mind working during that restaurant scene: he's new in a department he doesn't feel suited to, he's on the bottom rung, he doesn't understand certain office protocols that have already gotten him yelled at by a very senior supervisor, and his senior John is actively taking advantage of his kindness and politeness using the excuse of sharing the same alma mater (the memories of which Arthit loves and cherishes, and where he met the person he loves most). Now, because he didn't speak up when it was natural to, he feels he has to hide his relationship, too. And why not? What if they are bigoted? What if they do think less of him? What if he never gets a place in the production department? What if what if what if.

And that's on top of what Kongphob says to M at the start of the series: that they hardly see each other because of Arthit's job and Kongphob's hazing activities. We see in a shot that's framed through Kongphob's perspective that Arthit seems tired and disheartened even when he's with his friends after work. This is why I love the writing in SOTUS S: it's a Big Fish in a Small Pond Becomes Small Fish in a Big Ocean story. (His company is even called Ocean Electric, which is probably a coincidence but still amuses me. And again, he makes friends with a small fish in a bowl.)

It's also at its core a story about how an openly queer character loses their confidence when they enter the working world. And boy do I have experience with that, so this series hits a very deep chord for me.

Okay, back to SOTUS S. To Kongphob, specifically.

We're shown that Kongphob doesn't realize how much things between them are changing. He still lives in the safety of their university where he's head hazer, where Arthit was his boyfriend and a senior he and everyone else admired. Through no fault of his own, Kongphob probably can't conceive of Arthit feeling afraid the way he is.

When he shows up at Arthit's office, this is probably no different in his mind to meeting Arthit somewhere on campus after class. And thanks to the post-episode scenes of their past, we see how close they were before Arthit graduated, how much time they spent together. For Arthit to panic and tell him with annoyance, "You should have told me before you came here," it's no wonder Kongphob is taken aback and obviously hurt.

But because Arthit is still near the start of his character arc, Arthit won't tell him what he's feeling. I'd venture a guess that it's mostly pride. He's two years older than Kongphob, and while Arthit repeatedly makes the choice to use polite Thai pronouns with Kongphob that equalize them more and put them on more even ground with each other, he still feels responsible for him and their relationship. (It isn't made clear in the series, but the SOTUS S novel explains that the biggest part of why he's dismayed when he sees the portrait of Kongphob's family is that, again, he spirals and panics about their relationship potentially hurting Kongphob, who in Arthit's eyes now has much more to lose through bigotry than he does.)

Instead of confiding in Kongphob, Arthit asks for advance warning in the future. Not because he's afraid of being outed—his actual fear—but for practical reasons that don't sound unreasonable (he might be out or meeting with a client), so Kongphob accepts his explanation and doesn't question him.

The scene after this is crucial, because it shows that while Arthit's taken a hit in how he acts publicly, he's still devoted and affectionate privately. They have dinner together, Arthit gives Kongphob head hazer advice, accepts Kongphob's invitation to attend a hazer event and visibly just enjoys goofing off with him. Arthit adores Kongphob, and he shows him in his own way where he's comfortable.

And of course, Kongphob isn't perfect, either. He has his own communication issues, he oversteps Arthit's boundaries just like he did in SOTUS, and he considers everything thoroughly before he ever brings it up to Arthit. He's gone from an upstart first-year who questioned everything Arthit did, to the one who's holding their relationship together by taking on every obstacle for both of them, which ends in his emotional collapse later. He even refuses to cry in front of Arthit (in ALL THREE iterations of SOTUS).

That's what makes their relationship feel so authentic to me. They're both at fault by not talking about what's going wrong, and it's relatable and painful because we're shown that they're just trying to protect themselves and each other. In every iteration of SOTUS, Arthit's biggest fear is that their relationship will negatively affect Kongphob, and Kongphob's is…losing Arthit.

The problem has never been that Kongphob and Arthit don't love each other enough.

The problem is that both of them keep trying to take the lead from each other until their biggest fears bring out their worst flaws: Kongphob pushes, and Arthit runs.

It's why their resolution at the office party is so perfect, even if it had to give lethal doses of secondhand embarrassment to some members the audience. (Good job, Arthit, no one'll even remember the beach photo now.) This scene addresses both of their fears simultaneously, because they're intertwined: Arthit chooses to prioritize his relationship above all else, and by doing so, he proves to Kongphob that he won't lose him. He doesn't just apologize and say he'll do better: he takes a bat to the emergency glass and says, "There. Now we're public again."

And luckily Kongphob's, y'know. Very into that.

Arthit reclaims that confidence he had back in university in a scene that parallels the rooftop party in SOTUS, but now it's not just in front of their peers: it's before the world.

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Wait so would Jungkook stop the wedding altogether because he loves her or would he only do that if he knew Jared was a cheater!? Omg I could only imagine the drama if he stopped the wedding and was like stop I’m in love with you, pick me!!! Ahhhh!

No he would've stopped it even if he didn't know Jared cheated.

He'd been struggling with it ever since he found out they were engaged and so if they had gotten all the way to the altar he for sure would've stopped the wedding.

The drama would be so wild and I could probably write a scene that would be an alternate beginning to their relationship but this was the best case scenario since it was less messy than admitting his undying love for her in front of her family 😂

Damn now that I think about it it would be so weird because he wouldn't have a chance to woo her before telling her 😂 and so she wouldn't have developed any feelings for him and be super confused about it.

That would be so crazy 😂

If I were to write it though it would probably be after the story is completed so we can just focus on how his feelings for her actually developed vs a what if scenario 😅

But yeah lemme know if that's something you guys would be interested in seeing when the story is finished 😁

[ecemichi]

Ring.A.Bell Epilogue

Time: (A few days after the PV shoot.)

Midori: Eeeh… That’s a bit embarrassing. Isn’t there a more light-felt wording…?

Mao: (Man, how far did I get in this series...? Up to volume five, I think?)

... Mm? Huh?! A zashiki-warashi?! ...Ah, no, it's just Takamine. You really scared me, man~.

What're you doing crawling around between the bookshelves like that?

Midori: I-Isara-senpai!? N-nothing in particular, really…!

Mao: Ohhh? You're actin' pretty sus right now, Takamine... What's that behind your back, then~?

Midori: I’m not hiding anything…! D- don’t come over here…!

Mao: What's wrong~? You don't gotta hide anything from me, y'know? We're in the same club together, so lemme take a peek.

Midori: That’s no different than being a total stranger…! Don’t come any closer!

Mao: Aww, don't be so cold~. Fufufu, c'mon now~.

Midori: Uwaaa!

Leo: Shut your traps! You're stoppin' the birth of a new masterpiece!

Midori: Hiiek!? Eh, Tsukinaga-senpai? I didn’t even realize you were here…

Leo: What the hell's wrong with you two? All your noise is throwin' off my groove! I looked allllll over for a quiet place to compose! You'd better say your prayers, 'cause I'm ready to kill anyone who messes with my process!

Mao: Yikes, sorry... It's not like we disturbed you on purpose. We didn't even know you were here.

Leo: Oh yeah? What're you two doin' here anyway?

Mao: I usually come here to check out manga... but then Takamine started acting all suspicious, so I thought I'd mess with him a bit and we ended up gettin' carried away, ahaha...

Midori: I’m not acting sus or whatever… Really. Not at all.

Leo: Mm~? You're lookin' away... That is pretty fishy, huh~? What're ya hidin' from us!

Midori: Uwaaa!!? S-stop…!

Mao: What'd you drop... an envelope?

Leo: O~ho? It's got "To my older brother" on it.

Midori: Fuck… Yeah, that’s right. I was writing my brother a letter here. There are other people lurking around in the dorm rooms, so it felt hard to write with all those eyes all over me.

Leo: Jeez, that’s all? What were you hidin' it for, huh? There's nothin' wrong with writing your bro a letter! What's it about anyway?

Midori: Well… Up to now I only thought about myself; pouted to my brother leaving home without hesitation and all but…

When we were doing that job, It’s like I understood a part of what my brother was feeling…

My brother must’ve also had so many worries and so much to think of, but he still decided to get married and stuff.

Even after all he’s done, having a brother who won't give him his blessings must’ve hurt a little… That’s why I thought I should finally stop throwing a tantrum like a little kid

But saying that stuff to his face is a bit embarrassing… So I thought, “Hey, why not say congratulations in a letter?”.

Mao: Aww, that's great! Hurry up and finish it, then. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to get it.

Midori: I was planning on finishing it quickly, but then my senpais got in my way a little, you know…?

Mao: Sorry, my bad. I never thought you'd be writing a letter though~.

Leo: Wahahah! ☆ I'm sorry for troublin' you too!

Midori: Sigh… It’s fine, whatever.

It’s kind of relieving to have been found out. Writing a letter while trying to hide it from everyone was hard.

Mao: Man... So your brother's ceremony's coming up soon?

Midori: Yes. The official day isn’t planned yet though.

Mao: Gotcha, gotcha... So~, Takamine, are ya gonna cry at the wedding~?

Midori: …

… There’s no way I’ll cry though?

Mao: Really~? But the way you hesitated was pre~tty suspicious...♪

Leo: Wahaha! This guy's definitely gonna cry!

Midori: …Grrr. You both tease me like this, but your sisters will someday be brides, y’know? Don’t come crying rivers to me then.

Mao: Well... I guess I've never thought about it before, actually~. How about you, Tsukinaga-senpai?

Leo: (Gross sobbing) Ru... Ruka-tan... gettin' married?! Of course I'd cry! Waaahaahaaaaaaaa!

Mao: Yikes, he's already bawling! C'mon, it's just a thought, don't cry at your own imagination!

Midori: You were both teasing me so I wanted to get back at you but… Now it feels like I made you cry on purpose…

Umm. I’m sorry for making you cry…?

Leo: Ha! There it is, there it is! It's swelling up within me! In-spi-ra-tiooooon!

I'll call it "Congrats, Big Bro"!

Midori: Eh…? The hell is that…?

Leo: Just gimme five mins! I'll have it done in a flash!

Midori: Five minutes… What are you, instant ramen? But who’d want a cheap instant song like that…?

Leo: Wahaha! ☆ It's fine, don't worry~! I'm a genius, after all! It'll be the best song in the world because it'll be done in five minutes!

Mao: Ahaha, that's nice, huh? How about we all get together and surprise him with a song? ♪

Midori: Eeeh~...?

Well, fine… This kind of gift is only possible because I’m an idol here, after all.

With that, I’ll have my brother be proud of having me as his little brother…♪

Mao Leo Eichi and Arashi tl: Peace

Midori and Keito tl: me

JP proof: Mika Enstars

ENG proof:ryuseipuka

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[speedytherandom]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @satans-poptarts

1. how many works do you have on Ao3? 24

2. what's your total Ao3 word count? 41,008

3. what fandoms do you write for? Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Heroes of Olympus, The Kane Chronicles, Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard, and The Trials of Apollo-- mostly. I have also written singular fanfics for a couple of other unrelated fandoms.

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

Keeping Up A Shrine (Sadie Kane character study, basically)

Just Some Saturday in September (Valgrace domestic fluff)

A Harry Potter fic I’d rather just forget about.

The Unfortunate Issue With Having Cooler, Older, and Hotter Siblings (Owl House-- Amity thinks Luz likes one of the twin)

The Flour Fiasco (Ruegard fluff fic)

5. do you respond to comments? Almost always!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Bone by Bone (PJO, everybody dies) because that’s just straight up the angstiest fic I’ve ever written in general.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Honestly? I have no idea. Most of my fics have relatively happy endings. I’m gonna say... Lasting Moment (Pipabeth, alternate universe) because it’s the one that is the most happy at the end compared to the beginning.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't yet and I’m really happy about that!

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

I haven’t yet but idk, maybe someday when I feel more confident with my abilities.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don’t write crossovers. I don’t have any good reason, I simply haven’t.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not but if I’m ever bored enough and have the inspiration I could translate perhaps a drabble or two into German or Portuguese.

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

Not really. Like, I started one with my friend but it is not finished. Lemme just say, very difficult to co-write fanfic.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Based on ones I’ve written I’d say Pipabeth as I enjoy writing them but honestly? Despite writing a majority ship-based stories and really enjoying them, I’m not a huge shipper in general. I’m rather neutral on ships for the most part.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have no published WIPs, mostly because I need to have the fic at least 75% of the way done to even consider publishing it, but I’ve had stuff in my drafts forever. I’ve got the one where the PJO kids are doing Spamalot, the Piper Friendship Fic, the Valgrace College AU, the one where Piper is just jealous of Percy, the Fierrochase beach fic. And more. So, so many more, so if you’re interested...

16. What are your writing strengths?

No clue. Does being really happy with most first drafts count?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Commitment. I usually have larger ideas than I know how to portray and I tend to rush the ideas that I have which is why most of my fics are pretty short.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

With the languages I speak I haven't done this in a fic yet, but if the opportunity ever arose I’d be very excited. Plus, I have done lines of dialogue in Portuguese for an original short story (unpublished).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Oh. Ew. Harry Potter :( It doesn’t exist anymore nor do I know what it was about but I can guarantee you it was the first.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I’m not really sure. I don’t really remember how much I like things I’ve written. I’m just gonna suggest some I really like and haven’t mentioned instead of one favorite: Wedding Dances (Sadie/Lacy future fic), Red Means Power (Heathers fanfic), and The Worst Possible Time And Place (Rachabeth as superheroes).

I’m not sure who writes fic that hasn’t been tagged already. If you do... this is fun!

[foolinlove99]

Soo the thing is. I'm writing Wednesday x Xavier fanfiction. I really want to finish this one and make it long....I was wondering if anyone wants to join? Like, a collab thing, if more than 3 people will wish to, I don't mind creating a server in discord or gc in any other apps:)

The content:

Fast burn, Wednesday and xavier start dating between the short period of time they have after the war and before the break. Vincent Thorpe takes the pleasure of begin I-dont-give-af father to Xavier. Wednesday invites him to her Manor.

The story is mainly focused on their time there. What they do. Bit of smut too maybe. We can all just bring together some headcanons and theories and act on them. Also– Xavier getting to know all the Addams and them getting Obsessed with him:)

I can imagine one of Wednesday's and Morticias conversations be like:

Morticia: so...Darling...Have you and Xavier already planned the Wedding?

Wednesday:

Wednesday:...mother...we started to date barely a month ago.

Morticia: your father proposed the night we met darling! It isn't about time my dear!

(Yall r always free to just drop some requests in comments to^^)

(@incorrect-wenvier-quotes @cosmicleiaskywalker @novemberwasgrey @shiptillitsinks yall my straight up idols on this app– lemme know what you think:) no force ofc!)

[amberjazmyn]

instagram part two

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - instagram part two

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - none

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - a series of instagram posts from users alexandercalvert and yncalvert.

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - i had so much fun writing the first part that i knew i had to do it again and just because i really love alexander calvert

masterlist read part one here!

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yncalvert what you don't see in the first photo is me laughing at alex crying at his realisation that we now share the same last names 

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alexandercalvert yes expose me mrs calvert because it was going to happen one way or another

jaredpadalecki all of us were crying at one stage i think

alexandercalvert jaredpadalecki but remember to take y.n out of that equation, jared cause she didn't cry like once i don't think

jensenackles best wedding i have ever attended! 

misha congratulations to you both y.n. what a beautiful wedding it was

robenedict i'll always be you and alex's wedding singer 🤍

ruthie_connell you guys are so fucking cute 🤍

genpadalecki lol, me in the right-hand corner just screaming in joy 

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alexandercalvert i absolutely adore you, mrs calvert, more than any words in any of the english or any other language can explain. the reason i cried all day was that i hadn't ever woken up as happy as i did this morning with the knowledge that i was going to be marrying my best friend. i cried all day because i got to fulfil the dream that your dad dreamt and made for you before he could have the opportunity to follow through with it and see his wonderful little girl get married to the love of her life. i cried all day because i didn't get to see my wife be walked down the aisle by her dad. i cried all day because we got to see my wife do that walk on her own before mishastood up and walked her the rest of the way down the aisle. i cried because i finally got to vow my everlasting love to my soulmate. i cried because i fulfilled my father-in-law's wish of marrying his little girl, just like he wanted me to do. which was what he had written down on his bucket list of "last things to do before i die". i love you so much mrs calvert and i promise to love you every single day in the same way that your father loved your mom. 

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yncalvert i love you so much mr calvert. it was a perfect day, even without dad here to witness it

jaredpadalecki these photos and this caption is beautiful alex! 

robenedict what a special moment it was to see misha stand up and help y.n finish the walk down the aisle to you, alex. it was beautiful 

misha it was an honour to walk y.n down those last couple meters to you, alex. and i'd do it again and again 🤍

genpadalecki this post is lovely alex. and so was the wedding 🤍

jensenackles why am i crying over this again? 

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yncalvert did anyone order a baby calvert? 

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alexandercalvert yeah, i ordered it like a few months ago but it still hasn't arrived yet 

yncalvert alexandercalvert wow that is so rude! it's complete blasphemy that it's taking this long to arrive!

ruthie_connell you guys just got married...and now you're having a baby?!

danneelackles512 i think i just choked on my own saliva! 

genpadalecki i've literally only just recovered from your wedding and now you're having a baby?!

kimrhodes4reals well...we should have expected this when you consider that y.n wasn't drinking alcohol all evening of her and alex's wedding

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alexandercalvert i know everyone's been waiting for this but, lemme introduce y'all to sage eleanor genevieve calvert. 

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yncalvert my two precious angels 

genpadalecki the sweetest little baby girl in the world and with the sweetest name in the world too

jaredpadalecki sage is gorgeous alex! you and y.n did a wonderful job 

jensenackles now that is the best name i think i've ever heard! and that's saying something since i've got three of these mini humans

misha sage eleanor genevieve is a beautiful name alex! and she is a gorgeous baby as well 

robenedict aw isn't she just the cutest! i cannot wait to meet her alex! 

username who named sage, alex? 

alexandercalvert username it was a joint effort actually. i came up with the sage eleanor bit and then y.n decided to add in genevieve and it just flowed and was beautiful. there was no hesitation to name our little one after the lovely gen who was me and y.n's little cupid and got us to fall in love

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yncalvert alex, today is all about you and the amazing daddy you are to our sage eleanor genevieve. you love our daughter in ways i've never seen until i told you we were pregnant with her. you always know what she needs when she needs it and how to do it in the right way. you always make sure to give sage all the attention in the world and it's so obvious how much she adores you. i am so grateful its you that i get to parent sage alongside because i couldn't imagine someone else knowing how to take care of our perfect little half-human half-angel. i love you so much alcal, today is for you 🤍

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alexandercalvert stop it babe, you're gonna make me cry! i love you so much and i am forever grateful for our little half-human half-angel, sage 🤍

yncalvert alexandercalvert i love you so much more 🤍

jaredpadalecki happy father's day alcal

misha happy father's day alex

danneelackles512 aw this is so sweet, y.n! happy father's day alex 🤍

genpadalecki happy father's day to the best dad to the best half-human half-angel 🤍

robenedict happy father's day alex! 

jensenackles happy father's day alex! enjoy it whilst it lasts 🤍

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alexandercalvert happy mother's day mrs calvert. you are the best mother to sage and we are so grateful to have you in our lives. it was magical to see the way your body changed during the pregnancy with our daughter and just how gorgeous you looked. seeing you nurture her before and after she was born whilst still being a kick arse in supernatural will always and forever amaze me and make me teary-eyed and motivates me to be better in general because you were born to be a natural mother. sage is the luckiest little girl in the world, just like i'm the luckiest husband in the world. sage eleanor genevieve and i love you every single day and whilst today is mother's day, there is never a day of the week you are not celebrated or appreciated. 

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yncalvert thank you love! i love you mr calvert 

genpadalecki happy mother's day y.n! 

danneelackles512 the best mommy to the best daughter! 

ruthie_connell we love mrs calvert all day every day! 

officialbrianab this is a gorgeous post to your wife, alex!

jaredpadalecki happy mother's day y.n! 

jensenackles happy mother's day mrs calvert!

misha happy mother's day y.n! 

robenedict happy mother's day y.n! 

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this one-shot is always so much fun to write and i'm glad i finally did a supernatural cast version of it but now i lowkey am imagining what it would be like if the supernatural universe had social media and used it. 

ok ily bye xx

wc; 1494

[darsynia]

The heart wants what it wants...

Gosh, so I've been writing for a nearly 30 year old fandom, the book/tv show Christy. I was a huge Kellie Martin fan from Life Goes On, and I'd liked the book (evangelical childhood go brrr)-- lemme tell you, Scottish-voiced older smart gruff man & idealistic kind resourceful opinionated young woman will ALWAYS get me. Add LeVar Burton and Tyne Daly and I'm HOOKED. OH I forgot to mention it's set in the Great Smokies and the vistas are magnificent (TWW reference says hi).

Well, the show itself has a religious scaffolding, and it's pretty wholesome, so though the series manages some truly intense unresolved sexual tension, I should refrain from getting too racy in this 'it was a crime to never show these two kissing' 'shipping Neil/Christy for 30 years does something to a person' story, right? RIGHT?

Me: I'll write a brief satisfying M encounter

Me now: he's soaked after checking for a fire in a thunderstorm and she's slowly unbuttoning him while he loses his mind OOPS

Anyway, I'm putting the finishing touches on Shipping chapter 3, but if you ever watched this show or might be interested in a period piece where two people with hidden feelings find themselves married and figuring out what fun that can be, feel free to check out that story! It's got a tiny online presence (under 200 fics on FFN, my fic was #7 on AO3) so I probably won't post again about it, but I'm very pleased by what I've written.

Breathing Fire

Summary: After an unexpected standoff puts Christy in a compromised position, she discovers what a marriage based on love and friendship is really like. With that firm basis, she seeks to heal the wounds that were caused before she even arrived in Cutter Gap.

For fun, here's an excerpt under the jump:

Note: Set the day after the wedding, but their 'wedding night' was interrupted; Neil is a doctor and he was called away for a medical emergency. He hasn't gotten much sleep as a result.

When she woke next it was thanks to the bright indirect sunlight from the window. She’d slept in.

Christy threw herself out of bed, spluttering her hair out of her face as she rushed over to the dresser to grab something to wear.

“Christy,” Neil rumbled from the bed. He had his arm draped over his eyes.

“I’m late for school!”

“You’re not.”

“No, I am! Miss Alice was supposed to take my place, but she was with you.” She supposed she could dress on the other side of the closet door, or at the top of the stairs with the bedroom door closed. When she turned around with a handful of underthings, meaning to race over to the closet and do just that, she ran right into Neil.

“Grantland got back yesterday evening, he’s teaching your students today,” he said, tugging the clothes from her hands to set them on top of the dresser. “Back to bed,” he said, guiding her back with an arm around her shoulders.

Sleepy Neil was a charming mix of impatience and determination.

“But David has no idea where the lesson plans are!”

“He’ll probably spend the whole day sermonizing at them,” he said once they got over to the bed. Neil then yawned so hard he stumbled sideways before shuffling around to the other side.

Christy sat, her sense of purpose deflated. “Is there anything you were supposed to do this morning that I can do instead? Dropping by a patient’s house, or picking up supplies?”

“No one will expect us for days,” he told her, rubbing at his eye with a knuckle. “We’re meant to spend them enjoying each other, which right now should mean you, sleeping next to me, in silence.” There was a daring sort of tease to his voice that sent a thrill through her. How was she meant to sleep after he said something like that? 

“I’m wide awake. How about I go downstairs and--”

“Don’t,” Neil blurted. He took in a breath to say something, then chuckled. “Not sure how well I’d sleep knowing you were down there rearranging everything.”

“Meaning you’d sleep better if I stayed up here?” Christy guessed.

His expression sobered, and he rolled onto his back. “I keep expecting to wake up and find all of this was a dream.”

If she were braver, she would have told him about her dreams of him, but instead, she said, “How about I go get a book to read, so I can sit up beside you, while you sleep? I can pull the curtains shut.” 

His nod was relieved, and Christy got up, thinking hard to remember where she’d packed her book. It wasn’t with the others, since she’d been reading it a little each night. A glance over at her husband told her he was still ruminating.

“Ask me what I’m reading,” Christy said, crouching down to rummage through the front pocket of one suitcase.

“What?”

“It’s part of distracting you while I look for my book,” she told him. Standing, she put her hands on her hips. Was it downstairs?

“Fine,” Neil said, his voice still sleepy, but more like his confident self. “What are you reading?”

“Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott. It’s a story about four sisters, all very different, and how each of them handle the process of growing up. I loved it when I was younger, and now I’m rereading it to pick out parts to share with the children.” As she spoke, she found the book, drew the curtain, then came back to briskly set things up to sit comfortably beside him.

“You’re an excellent teacher, Christy.”

Praise from him really was worth a hundred kind words from anyone else.

[blackbird-brewster]

Friday Fic Recs

Time for another weekly fic round-up! I've been kinda spacey this week (just feeling Extremely Autistic) but I have read a few things. Didn't write much though.

What I've Read

Criminal Minds, JJ/Emily, WC: 8652 Rated: E || Author: ninthwave (@gothprentiss)

Why I Loved It: I know absolutely nothing about boxing, but lemme tell you what.... a Jemily boxing AU!?!?!?! I uhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm very very gay. This is so well written. Ninthwave's narrative voice is so unique and the flow of this was incredible. Never knew I needed the mental image of Emily and JJ boxing each other, and now I'm extremely glad to let it live rent free in my mind.

Criminal Minds, JJ/Emily, WC: 39,514 Rated: M || Author: phoenix_falls (@otahkoapisiakii)

Why I Love It: I've had this on fic recs before, because I started my re-read in January, got halfway through and in usual ADHD fashion, forgot about it completely until this week. I just finish the second half and GOD. Every time I read this fic I am full of so much hnnnnnnnggggggggggggg. Tooth rotting fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, this fic's got everything! It follows the years of JJ/Emily's relationship from when they first start dating through to their wedding. Each chapter is a prompt of ways to say 'I love you' (without saying I love you). Honestly, just read it. It's worth your time.

What I'm Writing:

Criminal Minds, JJ/Emily, WC: 93,318+ (WIP) Rated: E Update: I posted Chapter 14 earlier this week, which means I only have ONE more chapter on this fic!! What a journey. This fic was born out of a four minute song, it was supposed to be a short little angsty Jemily fic and now I'm my longest fic to date and will most likely be over 100k with the final chapter. I never imagined this fic would speak to so many people, the love and support on this one have bowled me over. I'm so happy to get to pour my own experiences with grief, depression/PTSD, and healing into a fic. It's been extremely humbling to read everyone's comments. Thank you all for coming on this journey with me.

Criminal Minds, JJ/Emily, WC: 28,113+ (WIP) Rated: T

Update: WELP!!! After eight years, I have updated this fic! This was my main WIP in 2015 when I completely walked away from writing, which meant this fic was left on a cliff-hanger when abandoned. Last year I decided I was going to edit/tweak the chapters already posted and finally finish it. Yesterday, I posted the first update on TCAU since 2015!!! It feels wild to come back to this fic, my writing has changed SO much, but I'm trying to match my old style so the fic flows a bit better. Thank you to everyone who's stayed subscribed to this for yearrrrrrrrrsssssssss. Thank you for your patience and your gentle reminders that you were interested in an update. I hope I can do it justice.

Criminal Minds, JJ/Tara/Rebecca, WC: 10,135+(WIP) Rated: E

Update: I want to work on Chapter 3 soon! (Hopefully I'll get to start it today) I'm excited to see where this one goes from here. I really love these three and I'm so interested to explore them in a polyam situation.

More Fic Recs Under the Cut

Other Recommendations:

Past Friday Fic Recs:  [Friday Fic Recs - Tumblr] || [CM Fic Recs - AO3 Collection]

Rec Lists: [JJ/Emily] || [Tara/Emily] || [CM Femslash]

My Fics: [Jemily] || [Temily] || [All]

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

My sis sis from another mis mis!!!

A quick ask, since you are currently in France, did you get enough inspiration for a future work on Mottie? A story or a drawing? Which places did you explore that awoke your brain crickets?

Enjoy over there, my dearest!

MY DEAR SISTER FROM ANOTHER MISTER! MY DARLING! LEMME GIVE YOU A HUGE TACKLE HUG!

Inspiration, you say????

MORE THAN ENOUGH. MORE THAN ENOUGH! Visiting l'Opéra Garnier WAS EVERYTHING (dear gods, that alone -along with Mr. Nemo gifting me with Belle's rose, gods I need to show you, it's so cute -gave me all the inspiration to freaking work on a "Phantom of the Opera/Beauty and The Beast" AU for Mathias and Dorothea (though to be fair, I have a couple of POTO artworks in the making that needs to be finished for Jacob and Dottie as well, so if I have enough energies tonight I might work on those as well lolololol)). Walking up those stairs just made me want to draw Dottie as Christine during "Masquerade" and Mathias as Erik with that Blood Red Dress, dear freaking lord, I cannot contain THE EXCITEMENT. I CANNOT.

ALSO. BECAUSE IT'S THE OPERA, IT JUST GAVE ME ALL THE FEELINGS FOR ANOTHER BALLET!AU THAT'S JUST GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. (honestly, I have that freaking Swan Lake Artwork of Mathias and Dorothea that I SO NEED TO FINISH). Like, I want to mishmash everything and just have a POTO/BALLET/BATB!AU because I NEED. I NEED.

AND WALKING IN THE JARDIN DES TUILERIES!!! Dear gods, I just could see Mathias and Dora walking there, side by side, just being incredibly shy with one another, and Antoine and Colette keeping an eye on them and just wanting to tell them to kiss already, because even the pigeons could see how much they liked one another!!!

OR SEEING THE LOUVRE FROM OUTSIDE (we are going inside on Sunday - first Sunday of the month the Museum IS FREE LOLOL). I could so see the two of them just enjoying a long day in the museum, having fun with one another, and overall just being two historian nerds (because that's what they are, the both of them lolol). Like, HAVE THEM GO SEE THE BERNINI STATUE OF PSYCHE AWAKEN BY LOVE'S KISS (and gods, I am so going to draw them using that statue as a reference! I had a small replica of it as my and Mr. Nemo's wedding favor, and you can bet your hat I am so going to draw my two bebes like Psyche and Eros, fml). I cannot WAIT to see Notre-Dame, because I already know that it will cause SUCH A HUGE HUGE BRAINSTORMING, I WILL BE GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH (truly incoherent, but hey, there is a reason my De Beaumont are called "The Notre-Dame Clan" lololol.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR ASK, MY DARLING.

I HAD AN AMAZING DAY, AND DEAR GODS, I CANNOT WAIT TO HAVE THE TIME TO JUST WRITE AND DRAW ALL OF THIS.

LEMME GIVE YOU A SMOOCH, YOU ADORABLE LILO! <3

[simpxxstan]

Got My Number (pjm one-shot)

pairing: jimin x reader, ft. jin

genre: slice of life, pwp, angst, smut, infidelity au

summary: you married your husband because your parents asked you to. and it’s not like you don’t love him. it’s just that, you want more sometimes. and who better to provide this, than your fuckbuddy from college, who is also your husband’s colleague?

word count: 3.3k

rating: 18+ 

warning: explicit sexual content, infidelity, y/n is cheating on her husband, fwb in the past, masturbation, slight phone seduction, soft dom!jimin, jimin uses pet names for y/n, jimin has a daddy kink, oral (f. receiving).

a/n: this is for the bingo square “Jimin x Jin” in the Bangtan Writing Bingo event “That Thing You Do”, organised by @bangtanwritingbingo. inspired by monsta x’s song, “got my number”. can't believe how fast i wrote this fic. i just wish i could finish all my wips at this speed! although i hope that the speed hasn't resulted in this being absolute trash. idk but i feel like jimin would so perfectly fit this role! PLEASE lemme know your feedback! it means so much to me that you read this, and if you enjoyed please let me know! it's the best motivation :)

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Jin had been away for more than two months now. His business trips never seemed to end, and this one had been the longest till date. You had always know that he was a busy man, but this was quite unbearable. Especially since it had been merely eight months since your wedding. It was an arranged marriage, but you and Jin had known each other since childhood. You expected a little more effort from him. But it was all in vain. 

It had been an unspoken thing between your and Jin’s families that you two were destined to marry when you grew up. And to be honest, you did not have a problem with that. Ever since Jin had built a sand castle with you at the age of four, you had loved him. He had been a constant friend, who you could get drunk with at 4 am in the morning. Although you two had moved in respective circles- especially with him taking after his mother’s business, and you had moved into the world of photography- you had never lost contact. You’d never had a boyfriend either- at least one that lasted long. Your relationships had been largely physical, perhaps because you always attracted the wrong tye of man and seemed to weirdly not notice his red flags until it was too late. And you knew that Jin, being always busy in his work, did not have time for relationships. 

So when, on your 28th birthday, your mother asked you to marry Jin, you could not refuse her. Neither did Jin have any issues. It was quite smooth, the wedding, moving in together and living together. 

Especially because he was away almost half the time. 

You’d always known that Jin was attractive, and although you were too shy to admit, you had always had a tiny crush on him. When you were twelve and he was fourteen- you both faced changes in your body at the same time. Your menstrual cycle began, your hips grew wider defining your body shape as an hourglass figure, and your breasts swelling; while Jin grew taller in a rapid growth spurt, his shoulders broadening, and his voice becoming deeper over the passage of a few months. No wonder that you had been unable to keep your eyes off each other during the summer break when you were fifteen years old. You were in awe of how handsome he was becoming, as was he of how beautiful you were now. 

There was one tipsy kiss on the beach that summer. After your first kiss, you had shyly moved away from him, giggling, and that had turned out to be your last kiss with him for the next thirteen years, as you two hardly met after that. 

But now that he was back in close proximity, you could feel that crush blooming in you again. Especially when he cooked breakfast for you and  brought it to you in bed before he left for work. Especially when he would wake up with bed hair and the most prominent morning wood, but he would try to hide it from you. Especially when your cuddles in bed became a little too risque for the both of you to handle. 

But Jin always drew the line, leaving you frustrated and wanting more. It would be just one kiss on your forehead before leaving for work. It would be just a subtle hand on the small of your back when you would be outside. It would be just a back hug when you did the dishes. It would be just spooning in bed, fully clothed and him snoring within a minute, too exhausted from work. 

He was the reason why you were sexually frustated, and lying in your bed staring up at the ceiling, knowing that you need him, someone, to relieve this awkward tension your entrie body had been in for last eight months. The last time you had slept with someone was a whole year ago, and since then, your body has received no escape. You knew there was no point calling Jin, he was busy in a meeting as he had informed you two hours ago. You finished drinking two glasses of wine, the next one would leave you drunk. You danced to your favourite songs and sang in the karaoke. But nothing was helping. You knew a vibrator wouldn’t help- the last time you had tried it, it had given a less than average experience, and you wanted, no needed more. 

But who could give you that more right now, without you breaking your marriage vows to Jin?

Your mind wandered to one person. In fact, your mind had been wandering to him for the past few days, ever since you had met him again at a work dinner, after several years. 

Park Jimin. 

After graduating from college, you had no idea what your former fuckbuddy had been up to. You two hadn’t kept in touch. But seeing him here, in a three piece slate grey suit, his black hair gelled back, and dangling earrings on both his delicate ears, was quite a surprise for you. A pleasant one, for sure. When you had leaned in to shake his hand, as you were, afterall, in a formal setting, you could smell the typical perfume he always wore and the cold silver rings on his fingers. However, when he smiled at you with his eyes, you instantly knew that he had recognised you. You smiled back at him, as you sat down next to him.

It was an enjoyable evening to say the least although you generally hated work dinners. But with Park Jimin next to you, you were a little too happy for your own liking. 

“I heard you’ve gotten married, Y/N.” He whispers to you, which the others cannot hear because the din at the restaurant is too loud, and you both don’t seem keen to let others know that you know each other. “To Jin?” You look at him with a surprised expression. You and Jin had hardly made any public appearances together, nor had you had a very big wedding. How did Jimin know?

“Yes…, but how do you know?”

He chuckles. “Jin’s my colleague and quite a close friend. You probably don’t know, but I work for his company too. Just different departments.” “Oh.” You gasped. Jimin smirked at you, his infamous smirk that had attracted you to him the first night you had met at a party. “Have you changed your number?” He asked, nonchalantly. “Umm, yeah.” “Can I have your new number?” 

Fuck, he was still as flirty as he was that day. It was the same thing- even the same words. You couldn’t believe that he had the audacity to flirt with you, a married woman, wife of his colleague, wife of his friend. Or maybe this wasn’t flirting, it was just him being informal and nice to you. 

You gave him your new number, believing the second possibility to be more plausible. 

Until he texted you later in the night, “It was nice seeing you after all these years, baby girl. Maybe we can catch up more, later, over a glass of wine?” 

Suddenly everything seemed different. 

It seemed unfriendly to not respond nicely to him, but one conversation became two, and two became four, and slowly you were talking to him almost every day. And the more you talked to home, the more flirtatious and smooth he became. It reminded of his behaviour with you in college, and although you never met him again after that night, you were often disturbed with thoughts of how Jimin would react to you wearing something, or doing your hair in a certain way. You’d often compare how Seokjin’s kisses felt, and how Jimin’s kisses used to feel. You knew you should not compare. But somehow, your mind did it unconsciously. Unconsciously, on those nights when you would wish Jin would be a little more bolder, you kept going back to how good Jimin would make you feel, how bold he would be although the two of you were just friends with benefits, how he would be able to read your mind and know exactly what you needed without you even saying it. 

Tonight was a night like that. You knew that Jimin would be able to give you what you want. And judging from his texts, which were highly suggestive and flirty as was his usual nature, you’d think he would want to give you want you wanted too. 

Just then, your phone lit up with a text. You opened it, and saw that it was a text from Jimin. “I’m watching something that reminds me of you.” And there was a picture after that. Curious, you clicked on it. 

It was a still from the first movie that the two of you had watched together. You remembered clearly how that night had ended. He had eaten you out for the first time. 

Surely, this was a signal. Surely, what you were about to do was right. 

As soon as you called, he picked it up. 

“Hello?”

“Jimin…” Your voice had unknowingly become deeper, and you could hear him shuffle and move about, noticing the change in the mood. 

“What’s up, baby girl?”

“Jimin, I need an answer from you.”

“Hmm…?”

“Are you flirting with me?”

He pauses. When he speaks, you can hear him smirking. “Were you thinking of the same thing I was when I sent you the picture?”

“Jimin, I don’t know if this is correct.”

“What?”

“What we’re doing?”

“What are we doing?” 

You pause. Thinking about it, you were actually doing nothing except talking to an old friend. Then why did you feel so guilty?

“What do you want to do, Y/N? Were you thinking about me? Do you do that often?” His voice became increasingly smooth and seductive, his satoori accent beautiful and his tone swoon-worthy. “Jimin…, what do you want me to say?” “The truth, of course.” You falter. “Yes. I was thinking about you.” “Then why are you so shy?” He teases, “Tell me, how were you thinking about me?” His voice is too deep now for your core to not rumble. You’re already getting wet in your panties, and you put your free hand down to feel just how wet you were. 

“Jimin, I… I miss your touch.” 

“Hmmm… is Jin being too stuck-up as usual?”

You nod, “Yes! He always leaves me… I don’t know… wanting more? He doesn’t touch me like I want him to. Like I need him to.”

“Do you want me to help you?” His voice is now perfectly seductive, and the offer too tempting. 

“But…”

“Where are your fingers right now?” You gasp, but Jimin’s hit the jackpot. Your fingers were unconsciously rubbing over your clothed clit in an effort to relieve the ache. “Do you want me to come over?” He asks when you don’t respond. 

“Can you?”

“I’ll be there in 10 minutes, baby girl. Till then, you may touch yourself, but don’t you dare come. Daddy’s gonna show you how to come.”

You’re speechless when he hangs up the call. At the end, you could hear him change into his dominating voice, the voice he would always use with you, and that left you craving for more. 

You kept touching yourself, pushing your panties down with your other hand, and sliding in a finger to see just how wet you were. When your finger came out covered in slick, you were shocked to see that Jimin still had the same effect on you as he used to… before you were married. But right now, you had no time for moral dilemmas. You needed Jimin.

True to his word, Jimin arrives in ten minutes. When you go to unlock the door, he sees you half naked, and you see him standing in his black leather jacket, black shirt and pants. “Baby…” He steps in and you instantly lean in to kiss him. He holds you by the hips and kisses you fervently. You suck in his cherry pink lips, having missed them forever, as he bites your own lips. “You taste so good.” You whisper to him. He breaks the kiss and looks at you, a glint in his eyes. “I know, doll.” With that, he picks you up on his shoulder and heads straight to the bedroom, dropping you csrefully on the bed. He leans over you, kissing your neck, as you warn him, “Don’t leave hickeys, please!”

“Why? Jin’s not in town.” 

“But… I don’t wanna risk it.” He shrugs, “Okay.” But he continues to suck at your pulse point, leaving you squirming and moaning under him. 

His teeth nip at your collar bones, before going down to the valley of your breasts. Your loose night shirt allows him space, but he wants more. He tugs off the shirt from your body, revealing your bare breasts as you were sleeping without a bra. Wordlessly, he begins to suck on your nipples, as you whine, ”Jimin-aah!” He always knew that your nipples were your specific sensitive spot, but tonight, his attack was brutal as he used his lips, tongue and teeth to leave your nipples hard as rock. 

All this was leaving you quite breathless, but your core was still untouched. You whispered to him, “Jim- aah! I’ve not come, as you- oh fuck!- asked me to… but I’m wet and ready for you- ugh!- daddy!” He stops his ministrations on your breasts to look up at you with hooded eyes. 

“Is that so, baby girl?” You nod eagerly, before moving forward to take off his jacket and t-shirt. When he is shirtless before you, you touch his abs, which are still as well-defined as they were when he was twenty years old. But he hardly gives you any time, as he swoops down to your core, and gently kisses the folds of your most sensitive area. You instantly shiver and moan, as even his soft touch is too much for your touch-starved body. 

He begins by licking the folds, trying to pry into your pussy with his smooth and skilled tongue as much as possible, before putting his fingers into your pussy, without any warning. He holds you down with one hand, while your hands are tangled in his hair. His fingers may not be as long as Jin’s fingers, but the cold rings on them provided a mind-blowing sensation that had you drooling for him. “Daddy, please let me come!” You were so close although he had just begun thrusting two fingers into you. As he smirked, you wash his fingers over with your climax. 

Silence spreads in the room again as your breath becomes stable after your high, while he gently suckled and licked away all the cum from your pussy. It overstimulates you, pushing you to the edge again, when you abruptly yank his head away and say, “Please, I need you inside me, daddy.” He only laughs at your sudden demand, before kissing you on your lips softly again. 

“The best is yet to come, baby.”

He sits up, unbuttoning his pants. Although the tight leather fabric leaves very little to imagination, you still drool thinking of his dick. It had filled you up in a way no one else had been able to, with the girth only he could provide, and his exceptional skills. 

When he takes down his underwear, leaving him naked too, and his cock upright, you can only stare at it, before touching it gently with your fingers. Your touch is soft enough to make him swoon, but he wants none of this softness. He takes it in his own hand, rolling a condom over it, before saying to you, “Sit on me, baby.” With that, he sits back on the headboard, leaning behind, as you position yourself right on top of him. Your sweaty bodies slide against each other as you align yourself on top of his dick, its pink head already leaking. “That’s right baby girl, now let me see you bounce on it.” You gently slide down on him, before sitting up and bouncing back down on it. It’s euphoric and you begin to pick up your pace. 

As he watches your tits bounce into his face, his tongue alternating from licking your neck to your nipples, you keep your eyes closed because the sensation is too good. After one point, you can’t bounce on him anymore, as your high nears but he takes over and begins thrusting into you. 

“How does it feel fucking your husband’s colleague, huh? How does it feel fucking your ex-fuckbuddy in his bedroom, when he’s away?” you whimper at his words, which turn you on beyond control. He holds your hips and pushes into you with more force. 

“You seem to be enjoying this too much, aren’t you? Do you want to do this often, huh?” You nod your head, as your eyes lock with his. He’s also groaning at the speed but the two of you keep going, until you both come together. 

Panting, he gently pulls out of you, although you still lie on top of him. He removes the condom, and throws it away into the dustbin next to your bed. 

You’re too exhausted to move. You haven’t had it this rough in a year now, and you’re speechless after the orgasm. 

“How do you feel, baby?” You can only look at him, and smile. He smiles back at you, his teeth revealed in a beautiful angelic smile. You’re amazed at his duality yet again. 

“I’m sleepy, Jimin-ah…” you mumble, as you roll off him and lie down next to him in a puddle. “Then, let me clean you up.” He gets up and walks to the washroom to get a wet towel. But you don’t know this, nor how he smiles at your sleeping figure, nor how he wraps the blanket around you, and puts on his clothes and walks away from the house at midnight. You’re too deep asleep. 

The next morning, when sunshine pours in from the windows, you wake up with a smile, although you don’t yet remember why. When it does strike you, you instantly jolt up, searching for the man. But you remember how he would disappear in the morning even when you fucked in college. Huh, you smile. Old habits die hard. 

You pick up your phone to see the notifications and find two texts. The first is from Jin, “Good morning, princess! I’m eating hot dogs for breakfast again today, and frankly now I’m bored. But the coffee is great! I’ll call you later, okie? Bye!” you smile at the affectionate text, but the text just below that sends your mind reeling into guilt and doubts. 

It was from Jimin. 

“That was great, baby girl. Thank you for having me over. If you wanna do that again some day, just remember that you got my number.”

[sanderchu]

Hi again

Here's a list of Aus since you were also asking for those!!

1. Royalty AU - Dream

2. Actress/Actor AU - Quackity

3. Coffee shop AU - Wilbur

4. Author AU - sapnap

And here are some ideas I had for each (obviously you don't have to use these)

1. Princess!reader is about to have an arranged marriage, but the night of her wedding she runs away with bodyguard!dream

2. So Actress!reader and Actor!quackitys characters are dating, but slowly they end up falling in love with one another

3. Wilburs a Barista and one day reader walks in. He puts a little design in her latte and she comes back! Everyday a new design until finally he puts a heart and in her recipe he asks for her number

4. Reader is an indie author and one day her favorite streamer recommends her book to his viewers!

-🕸

Coffee designs

Editor picked the idea! It's Wilbur and the coffee shop. If anyone wants me to do that others i will they seem cool-

Char: wilbur

Editor: guys it’s me again lemme just say I ran outta food under sans bed man, their toes might be next. I am ravenous right now please help me - a very hungry rayne ( @rayneywidows there so weird- -Sand)

Coffee shop au!

Barista Wilbur!

Day 3

You walk into the cafe, for the third time this week. You can’t help it, you just love the coffee there. “Your usual?” the barista says as he smiles at you, “you know it”. Will is a barista at the best cafe around, plus he seems to agree with you that it's the best, and not just because he works there. Basically the cafe supplies endless joy. The way he looks at you with his deep brown eyes, almost as deep as your coffee… Was he one of the reasons you come here often? Maybe, do you use the coffee as an excuse? Always. You pay for your drink as you go to sit and wait. Not even 5 minutes later he comes over with a perfect looking drink and a cute design. He is known for the designs he puts on the coffees, they are always so cute and delectable no matter how simple or how plain. It always adds a touch of wilbur with your drink.

Today was a simple leaf.

Day 7

You walk in like usal and order like before. This time you actually have a small conversation with him, nothing big but still, a big deal to you. “How do you come up with these?!” you ask as you take a sip of your drink. Wilbur stands there with a smile on his face. “I don't really know, talent?” he questions himself. “Yeah well that's hell of a talent” You smile and can see a small blush creep from his ears to his cheeks. He says thank you to the complainant, and makes some excuse about having to go back to work. You both say your goodbyes and he quickly walks into the back of the kitchen. He spends the rest of his shift smiling and remembering your encounter. He thinks ‘They noticed all the hard work I do for them.’

Today was a fish.

Day 14

Once again you do the normal routine, order, pay and wait. But this time as you receive your drink he doesn’t really talk to you. He just fills in your order and gives you your drink. You notice he gives you something with your drink, a simple napkin under the cup. You think nothing of it, he is likely just being nice, so accept it. You are about to compliment his work again, but strangely he rushed to get back to work. You take the napkin out from under the cup to notice a short writing. You put the cup down and read the note

‘I hope you enjoy your heart, in return can i maybe get your number? -Wilbur’

A shy smile appears on your face as you put the napkin to the side and drink your coffee. When you finish you walk up to the counter, “i think there's something on this napkin” you say it quickly grabs his attention, you hand him the napkin before walking out. He looks at the napkin and it reads…

‘Of course <3 only fair you gave me a heart, maybe give you mine ***-***-***’

[raayllum]

speaking of which idk if i ever put it actually on here but

@thosefiveadoraburrs and i are writing a sequel to “if time is money” called “it’s hidden in heartbeats (exhales, and the hope of open hands)” 

old ITIM taglist, but if you wanna be taken off just lemme know: @friendlywolfgirl, @smalltreenergy, @corrie-eliza, @jellyjay, @loverofcomicsandcartoons, @from-shattered-stars, @kikithefox231, @rayllurn @artfulstar, @eskpistone, and @janaikam.

it’s set like nine months post fic wedding wise, (pre-epilogue) featuring drumroll please

ethari’s family and parents + their bonds with rayllum and everyone else

adjusting to peace times

cute scenes and support for all the couples (rayllum, ruthari, laindrin & side janaya)

ezran

processing eldest child syndrome

runaan going back to katolis

for that matter all moon fam in katolis

forehead kisses

domestic silvergrove sweetness

more sleeping at last lyrics

claudia, soren, and runaan’s bonds being developed

going no contact with parents (hi lain)

three arcs planned

an unexpected addition to the family (and we mean unexpected)

peace summit with formal wear

and more fun things to laugh and cry over

we love it here

first chapter is already done and we’re hoping to have the entire first arc (8-11 chapters) finished first before we start posting anything (and also to finish “looking for a way to break in” which has 1-2 chapters left).

first snippet & official summary for “it’s hidden in heartbeats” is posted on my patreon which is available for just two half the moon fam ($2 dollars) with more being steadily posted along the way. we hope to start posting the actual fic in late spring & early summer <3

so if you’ve been waiting for a sign to reread “if time is money,” then here it is!