#like I love the editing process and I don’t wanna take the fun out of it by feeling pressured to post something every week and again

[ahundredtimesover]

Can we pls pls get a line from ch8 🥺

Spoiler 👇🏽

[buckyalpine]

Pick Me

Bucky x reader 

The new recruit has her eyes set of a certain set of super soldiers. Especially your super soldier. 

warnings: jealously, Angsty bangsty, but also so fluffy fluffy and smutty, clueless Bucky, he really means no harm, go easy on him.

A/n - editing to add: when I first started writing this I loved the concept and wrote a large chunk but then I left it for months cause I struggled to actually finish writing it. This wasn’t even the original ending I had planned but I just wanted to finish it so yes Bucky should’ve done way more, pretend there was a time jump where he does a better job with earning forgiveness 🥲

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“Everyone, meet Nicole, our newest recruit for the field agent training program” Tony walked into the common room where you were sprawled out on the couch with Nat, Sam and Wanda while a young woman walking confidently behind him. “She’s going to be staying with us for a couple of months to train before she goes onto the the field” Tony turned back to her, bringing her to his side. 

“I’m sure you know everyone but let me introduce you to them anyway. This is the very Natasha, Wanda, Sam and y/n” 

“Hey Nicole” You gave her a warm smile, happy to welcome her while everyone else also got up to greet her. “Nice to meet you” 

“Oh, ew, just call me Nic! I don’t really go by Nicole” She scrunched her face at the sound of her full name, her eyes scanning the room, clearly looking for someone. “Don’t suppose the very Captain America and Sergeant Barnes are here?” 

The hopeful uptick in her voice made it clear that’s who she’d been searching for. Right on cue, the two super soldiers walked into the living room on their way to the kitchen after a morning run. 

“Speak of the devils and I do mean devils” Tony snorted beckoning the men to meet the new recruit. “Rogers, Barnes, this is Nicole, preferably Nic” 

“Hello handsome” She gave Bucky a bashful smile before turning to Steve and batting her lashes, “and handsome” 

“Nice to meet you” Steve reddened at the way she gripped onto his hand before slinking over to the brunette, purposely sticking out her left hand so he’d shake with his metal one. “And you Sergeant” 

Bucky gave her a smile and quick shake, excusing himself to get some water while Steve quickly trailed behind him. Tony went on to take her to her room which was on the same floor as yours, all the other spare rooms occupied by a few others who had already started training. Nicole returned to the living room moments later with sweats and a hoodie, her hair tied up, plopping down onto the sofa beside Sam. 

“Hey, were doing a girls night, movies, junk food, wine, you wanna join us?” Nat offered with a smile hoping to make the new recruit feel more welcome even though a part of her was wary. 

“It’s a lot of fun, I was just about to get some snacks for tonight, let me know what you like” You add with a smile, only to be met with a scoff.

“Mmm, hard pass on that, wine isn’t really my thing, thanks though” She gave the group a tight lipped smile before turning back to the two super soldiers who had also joined at some point, scrolling through phones they finally knew how to use. 

“What are you boys up to tonight” She threw them a smile while laying back on the couch and kicking her feet up, letting her hoodie ride up in the process. 

“Bucky and I were actually just going get in a work out, nothing much tonight” He said with a smile, not noticing the way Nicole’s eyes lit up. 

“Oh wow I actually haven’t been by the gym yet but I guess it’ll be where I spend most of my time for the program” 

“You could join us if you’d like, we can show you around” Bucky offered, also missing the smirk that crossed her face, only seeing her bounce right up with an enthusiastic nod. 

“Really? That would be great, I’d really appreciate it!” 

“Of course, anytime. We’re just about to head down soon” Bucky stretched as he got up, along with Steve, waiting for her to change before heading down. She got up and went off to her room while you picked at the skin on your fingers. You felt a pang of something at the pit of your stomach at Bucky’s offer but you knew he was just trying to make the girl feel like she was part of the team. He knew more about feeling left out than anyone else; of course he’d never want anyone else to feel the same way. 

Still.

Something was off.

You shook off the inkling of insecurity you felt, not wanting to over think his intentions. You and Bucky were not official yet but everyone knew there was tension and a clear unspoken dynamic between you both. It was just a matter of time. Unless he had his sights on the new girl...

No.

He wouldn’t do that. 

Right?

*****

“She’s getting really comfortable around those two” Nat cocked an eyebrow watching Nicole have a field day sparring with the two men, throwing herself onto Bucky in particular, giggling when he’d help correct her stance or catch her before she slipped. Every since she joined them at the gym, she made a point to only work out when they were both there, finding excuses when anyone else would offer to help her train. 

“I guess they are really experienced, so it makes sense...” Your voice trailed off, trying to reason why she was practically glued to their side, again ignoring the uneasiness you felt when Bucky picked her up with ease and set her back on her feet. 

“Uh-huh, we’re all experienced” Nat rolled her eyes, plastering on a fake smile when the three finished up on the sparring mat, making their way over to the both you. “You three have a good workout?” 

Steve blinked, noting the iciness In Nat’s voice though Nicole seemed unbothered. 

“They’re great, can’t beat having the two best soldiers train me” She drawled out, giving them a wink. Bucky couldn’t help the blush that spread to his cheeks, not used to being praised and you couldn’t help the jealously that started to gnaw at you again. 

No.

Relax. 

“Anytime, Nic” He shrugged while Nat retched internally, deciding to cut through that conversation before it went further. 

“You know, if you come by in the afternoons, Agent Hill hosts a great self-defense workshop for women, great way for you to do some networking as well” Nat gauged the way Nicole’s nose scrunched, shaking her head. 

“Women’s workshop, sound’s like a drama fest waiting to happen, honestly most of my friends are guys, makes life easier, thanks though” her eyes didn’t leave the brunette, placing herself perfectly between both soldiers. “Besides, I’m pretty good with self-defense already, that's why I got these two helping me with a little extra” 

“Anyway! Y/n and I were talking about the event Stark is hosting later night. You’re both coming, right?” Nat looked at the two men before her, purposely avoiding the Nicole but it didn’t seem to matter. 

“Are you coming as well?” Bucky asked her, her eyes lighting up again, quickly recomposing herself after. “You could meet a few of the other agents too, get to know some more people” 

“Uh sure, I could come by for a bit” She shrugged, coming off as indifferent while shaking with excitement on the inside. “Thanks, Sarge” 

You sucked in a breath at the name she kept calling him, always dropping a suggestive tone in her voice. Or maybe you were over thinking it. It was perfectly plausible she was just being nice to the person who was making an effort to make her feel welcomed. Maybe she had bad experiences in other places that made her wary of women, hence why she only stuck to all the guys on the team. You tried to wrack you brain for answers that would make you feel a little better but came up short. 

But you didn’t want to be petty. 

You were more mature than this. 

“We have plenty of dresses if you want to come by and get ready together” You offered again, mustering a smile, making a final attempt to befriend the new recruit but she didn’t even look your way, fully focused on the brunette. 

“Uh- not really the dresses and heels type. I’m more of a sneakers girl to be honest” She tossed her pony tail over her shoulder, missing the way Nat’s eyes nearly rolled out of her head while you nodded, watching her sway her hips as she walked off. “I’ll drag myself over if I’m feeling it” 

“Oh-okay, then we’ll just see you there!” You called after her while Nat dragged you off, uninterested in your constant attempts to be friendly. 

“C’mon, lets get you ready. I’m going to make you look so hot, Barnes ends up on his knees” The red head smirked while you squeaked, feeling your face heat up.  “We’re putting you in that red dress, the one that makes his pants feel too tight, don’t think I didn’t catch him adjusting himself the last time you wore it”

“Nat!” You hissed, hoping he didn’t hear, the both of you in a fit of giggles as you made your way to your room. “Oh my god” you hid your face while she dug through your closet, pulling out the tiny dress that hugged your body perfectly, the red color making you stand out in the best way possible. 

“Go shower while I get all the make up out, I’m tired of miss pick me trying to get a buy one get one free deal with those two” 

You snorted, hopping into the shower, letting the hot water destress your muscles, feeling a little more hopeful with the dress choice you were going with. Nat didn’t waste any time; as soon as you were out, your hair was styled, make up done and heels strapped. You knew you looked good when both Sam and Tony did a double take, letting their eyes shamelessly linger on you with low whistles. 

“Y’know if you’re done playing games with terminator, I’d be happy to take his place” Tony wiggled his eyebrows while you giggled, taking a seat on the plush couch of the lounge where everyone else sat. 

“What are you ladies drinking” Steve came over with a tray of drinks from the bar, already well aware of what each person liked to typically order. 

“I’m good with a beer” Nicole shrugged, rolling her eyes when you took the pink drink from the tray, “Ugh, I don’t know how you drink those, they’re so sweet, do you even taste anything at that point?”

You shrugged, quietly taking a sip of the raspberry lemonade while she gulped her beer, signaling for another after slamming her bottle down. 

“You guys took forever to get ready, this is why I can’t deal with makeup and dresses n’shit” she snorted, directing her comment mostly at you, “That’s a pretty bright color, I thought tonight was supposed to be lowkey?” 

“Well I think you ladies look beautiful” Thor boomed, not catching the snark in Nicole's voice, his smile wide and voice completely sincere. “Especially you, Lady y/n” 

“Thank you Thunder” You smiled, though the giddiness you felt initially had taken a second hit for the night. He beamed, setting down a bottle of Asgardian mead, searching for the two soldiers.  

“Alright, where are the two that need this” He looked around for Steve and Bucky, since they couldn’t get drunk off of regular alcohol. Bucky strode in clearly dressed to kill, in all black from head to toe. Steve joined his side, their faces lit up like it was Christmas day seeing the crystal decanter in the God’s hands. Bucky’s eyes flicked back to you, his breath hitching in his throat, seeing you in his favorite dress. 

“Fuck sweets, you look- 

“C’mon Sarge, how about a little competition” Nicole nudged Bucky, cutting off the trance he had on you, her shoulder pressing into his, biting her lip and eyeing the alcohol, “Let’s see how many shots we can do” 

“This might be a lot to handle doll” Bucky chuckled while you froze hearing what he called her. Her eyes lit up again, quickly glancing over to you, her eye brow quirking before leaning into him more. 

Since when did he call anyone else doll. 

You felt your stomach sink, taking another long sip of your drink instead, but nothing distracted you from the banter that was taking place before you. 

“Ugh, finee, I’ll stick to regular vodka, c’mon Buckyyy, lets gooo!” She practically clung off him waiting for him to pour shots, inches away from crawling into his lap as he grabbed the bottles. You couldn’t tell if the flush from his cheeks was from the alcohol or the constant giggles Nicole made whenever he spoke but either way, you didn’t want to watch any longer. 

“Where are you going” Nat grabbed your arm as you got up to leave, though you didn’t need to say anything for her to understand. Her green eyes glared at the tipsy solders who were now busy with a game of pool, surrounded by the rest of the team, Nicole practically crawling up Bucky’s legs each time it was his turn. “For fucks sake-

“They’re just having fun, don’t worry about it”  You stopped Nat before she stormed over, shaking your head. As much as you wanted to red head to have her way with any of the three at this point, you couldn't be bothered. You were not about to fight for Bucky’s attention; if he wanted to give it to you, he would...

Right? 

You thought things would go back to normal at some point. But it didn’t. Nicole made a point of training twice a day, anything to get her hands on the brunette. Anything to feel the cool metal of his hand on her. In fact she’d taken up most of Bucky’s time outside of just training, always finding ways to tag along with Steve as well, all while avoiding the rest of the team.

*****

“What's wrong sweets” Bucky could tell something was on your mind while he stroked your back, his body still warm from the way he took you apart at least 3 times before filling you up till you were dripping and soaking his sheets. He had finally gotten an afternoon off, tossing you over his shoulder when he found you in the kitchen, not letting you get a word in as he shut the door behind him. You wanted to argue back that he couldn’t just have access to you any time he felt like according to his convenience, but as soon as his soft lips were on you, you melted, turning into a moaning mess seconds later. 

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages” You shrugged, toying with the corner of Bucky’s blanket, starting to feel more like you were just a body to warm his bed than someone he actually wanted to be with. “We haven’t really hung out recently” 

You had let yourself relax into his hold only for him to curse under his breath a second later after he noticed the time. He shifted you off him, making his way over to the closet to pull over his jeans and Henley before scrambling around for his wallet and keys. 

“Bucky, what are you-

“Sorry doll, I forgot I promised to take Nicole to the corner diner, showing her around a little bit cause she’ll be staying for a few extra weeks”

Fantastic.

“You spend a lot of time with her” You didn’t want to come off as jealous, keeping your voice even, though you were close to tearing someone's head off. Bucky didn’t seem to notice, humming in agreement while sitting at the edge of the bed to pull on his socks.  

“Yeah, she’s fun!” Bucky said casually, which only made the weight in your stomach feel heavier. “She almost beat Steve in MarioKart, just when he thought he was unstoppable”

“Hm” You didn’t bother saying anything else while Bucky threw on his jacket, patting down himself to be sure he didn’t miss anything. He caught the way your face had fallen, his cool metal fingers slipping under your chin to tilt your face up. 

“How about we hang out after? Around 7, we’ll watch a movie together, okay? I’ll grab dinner for us. Promise doll” He kissed your forehead before jogging off, closing the door behind him.

You were ready by 6, too excited to wait till 7, having showered and changed into something comfy, laying out Bucky’s favorite snacks and adding a few more soft pillows to the bed. You knew it was still early so you didn’t mind lounging around for a bit, anxiously checking the time as it neared closer and closer to when he was supposed to show up. 

An hour later, it was 7. 

Then 7:30. 

And then 8.

By 9, you had left everything as is, blinking back the hot tears that wanted to spill, retreating back to your own room, not wanting to see him at all, even if he did have a good excuse for not showing up, which was highly unlikely. You shut the door, throwing on an oversized t-shirt and crawling into bed, burying yourself under the covers, no longer bothering to hold back the tears that began to soak your pillow. 

****

Bucky cocked his head curiously, seeing his bedroom door left ajar, wondering why it was open when he definitely closed it before leaving. As soon as he stepped in, his heart dropped to his stomach seeing the pillows that were propped up against the headboard, his favorite snacks piled on the fluffy blanket, your fuzzy bunny slippers left behind beside his bed. 

He cursed under his breath when he realized the time, remembering his promise to you, running straight to your room, only to find it closed with the lights turned off. He tried knocking only to be met with silence, carefully turning the handle and letting himself inside. 

“Doll?” He felt his heart break further seeing the small lump under a mountain of blankets, curled up into a ball “Oh, doll” He strode over, sitting at the edge of your bed, careful not to wake you if you were asleep, his hand gently tucking a strand of hair from your face. 

“What” Your voice cracked, hoping he’d think its from sleep and not the fact that you had been crying. 

“I’m so sorry sweets, we lost track of time, we went out to grab food and then Sam suggested we check out that new arcade just down the street” 

We were supposed to do that you thought to yourself, swallowing down the lump in your throat, refusing to let your emotions get the better of you. 

“And then Steve and Sam had to leave half way cause they had a mission early in the morning. Nicole wanted ice cream so we went by Carla’s before coming back-

“You took her to Carla's?” You cut Bucky off, your heart breaking further. That particular ice-cream shop always felt like something special you shared with Bucky, the place he took you to when neither of you could sleep. It was the place you shared your first kiss with him, the place where he said he felt something between the two of you. It’s not like you owned the store but it felt like the final straw, your resolve finally breaking. 

“Yeah, I-

“Just go Bucky” There wasn’t a hint of iciness in your voice; just disappointment and defeat, both far worse than you being angry. Bucky froze, pulling your blanket away from you, only for you to push his hand away, burying yourself further into the sheets. 

“Doll?”

“Don’t call me that” It was the indifference in your voice that left him hurt and confused, mouth opening and closing, “Please leave” 

“Sweets, I can make it up to you, I promise-” 

“It’s fine James” You shrugged, pulling the sheets higher up, not willing to speak anymore, knowing you’d burst into tears again if you did. Bucky reluctantly decided to let you sleep, figuring you’d hear him out the next day but no.

How wrong he was. 

You avoided him in the morning. 

And the day after that. 

Nearly a week had gone by and you didn’t spare him a second glance, always finding an excuse to evade him whenever he trailed behind you. It didn’t help that Nicole attempted to stay glued to his side, not giving him chance to get you alone. 

*****

“What’s with you” Sam watched Bucky slump down onto the sofa, where everyone else lounged around, his face sullen from a lack of sleep, grumpiness amplified because why were you avoiding him so much? 

“Y/n isn’t talking to me” He shrugged, while Nat glared at him. 

“I wonder why” the red head mumbled, rolling her eyes at his confusion. 

“When was the last time you guys spoke” Steve inquired, equally concerned about why you were ignoring his best friend. Bucky was the last person to share stories about his love life but at this point he was desperate. He recalled the events of the last time he spoke to you, promising a movie night, going out with Nicole, taking her for ice cream, running late, apologizing to you afterwards, where did he go wrong? 

“I didn’t mean to forget- 

“Bucky!” Nat slapped him upside the head while he yelped, looking at her with puppy eyes. 

“What did I do?”

“Barnes, you absolute doorknob, you took her to all the spots you take y/n to, you’ve been spending all your time making little miss I’m one of the guys feel comfortable, you’ve made y/n seem invisible and you’re wondering why she’s not talking to you?” Bucky blinked while Nat continued, her annoyance only growing when she saw a message from Nicole pop up on Bucky’s phone. 

“You treat Nicole like your girlfriend. Imagine some new guy joins us, makes a point of eye fucking y/n the entire time, finding ways to constantly flirt with her and touch her, you’d be fine with it? Imagine he avoids hanging out with the guys but makes all the time in the world to chase after anything with breasts. On top of that, how would you feel if y/n went out of her way to make said guy feel more welcomed when he clearly just wants to get into her pants. You’d be fine with it?!”

Bucky shook his head, though still not fully understanding because Nicole was just a friend, not someone he’d even be into. Plus, its not like she was into him like that, right? 

“But Nicole doesn’t want to-” Bucky started, shutting his mouth when Nat nearly hissed, staring at him while he did the mental math, “Nicole wants to get into my pants?” Bucky looked at Nat wide eyes, ducking the cushion she was about to whack at his face, all the pieces finally clicking together. He groaned, running a hand over his face, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. Just as Sam and Steve were about to hum in agreement with Nat, she glared at them, their eyes growing wide.

“And you” Nat turned to glare at Steve, his shoulders slumping when he realized he wasn’t in the clear. He squeaked when Nat pulled his ear, giving it a squeeze, “What were you thinking. You didn’t once think it was weird she only trained with you two? Haven’t any of you noticed Nicole doesn’t hang out with any of us, Just you?” Nat waved her hand at the men that sat before her, their dumb stuck faces only adding to her annoyance. “Idiots” 

As much as Bucky wanted to hit his head onto a brick wall, he didn’t have time to waste, immediately springing up from the couch to look for you. He checked everywhere he could but you were nowhere to be found. He was so desperate, he found himself shuffling outside of Tony’s lab, hoping FRIDAY would give him your location. 

“You’re asking for a lot Barnes, y/n might add my name to the hit list if I tell you where she is” 

“Please” Bucky was ready to beg on his knees while the billionaire huffed, watching the former assassin look like a lovesick puppy. He cocked an eyebrow, noting the glassiness of Bucky’s eyes on his desperate face, nodding before calling for FRIDAY to look for you. “Also, I need another favor...” 

****

“Y/n, babygirl” He’d never felt such relief before, seeing you make your way to your room, coming back from your hiding spot from the roof, the scowl on your face clearly showing you weren’t trying to talk to anyone one your way over. 

“Oh, I’m babygirl now? Has doll now been reserved for Nicole” You couldn’t hold back the sneer in your voice, walking away faster, ignoring his calls. 

“Baby, please!”

No. 

“Baby, wait!” Bucky chased after you, not willing to let another day go by without you knowing exactly how he felt. He managed to get hold of your hand, gently tugging you towards his chest and spinning you till your back was against the wall, his chest nearly pressed to you. “Please, I-I need to talk to you, tell you how I feel” 

“There’s nothing to talk about”

“Yes there is” His voice was earnest, baby blues searching your downcast eyes, his finger tilting your chin up to look at him, “There’s so much to talk about, I adore you” 

“Do you also adore Nic?” You scoffed, while Bucky’s cheeks warmed with embarrassment, the pink spreading up to his ears.

“There’s no Nic or Nicole, theres just a y/n, my y/n, only you doll” You rolled your eyes at his response, trying to move away but Bucky wasn’t having any of it, keeping you pressed against him, “I’m sorry darling, I didn’t realize what she was doing or get her intentions. I thought she just wanted to get to know the team better”

“Wow” you huffed under your breath, wishing you had the space to flick the super soldiers forehead. 

“I know, I’m an idiot, and I’m an even bigger idiot for not making it clear I’m so utterly and desperately in love with you” Bucky bit his lip as soon as the words left his mouth, he’d said everything under the sun except those words before. But they were true and he’d kept it inside long enough. “I love you, I love you, fuck, I love you”

You squeaked in surprise when he scooped you up in his arms, tossing you over his shoulder, walking over to his bedroom, smiling when he felt your small fists hitting his back, your butt wiggling to be put back down. 

“Barnes, put me down, you can’t just say you love me and then carry me away like a complete ogre!” He set you down, kicking the door shut behind him before wrapping his arms around you tightly again, falling more in love with your irritated pouty face. 

“I love you sweet girl. God, I’m so in love with you”

“You’re an absolute idiot”

“An idiot who is in love” 

“You’re so cheesy” You willed yourself not to smile, ignoring the butterflies that fluttered at his words and love struck eyes. “you’re still a dick”

“I know. M’sorry angel, I didn’t realize what I was doing, I never wanted to hurt you. I should’ve known something was up when all she wanted to do was train 24/7 but I guess I misunderstood her intentions cause I didn’t see her as anything else. I’ve only ever had eyes for you baby, you have my heart. You always will” 

“Where is she right now anyway?” You melted into his chest, closing your eyes at the feeling of his lips pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Isn’t she supposed to be leaving soon?” Bucky didn’t respond, his hands starting to wander your body instead, slipping up your shirt, rubbing soft circles on your hips. Without warning, he picked you up again, tossing you on the bed and pouncing on you, peppering your face with kisses. 

“Bucky what are you doing” You giggled feeling his beard tickle your skin as he started to trail kisses down your neck. 

“I may have requested Tony to have her stay an extra night” Your face twisted in confusion at his words but the devious look on his face made your tummy flutter. 

“And he happily agreed because...”

“Because...?”

“I want her to hear how good I can make the girl I picked feel” Bucky smirked as he crawled off you, stripping his clothes off before tearing yours off immeitedly after. “M’not gonna waste another second, gotta let the whole compound know who my best girl is” 

****

“OH G-GOD J-JAMES FUUCCCKKK” 

“That’s it pretty princess, that’s it, cum on my dick baby, my good girl, fuck you’re so good to me, look at that, God you’re soaked baby”

“Jesus Christ” Nicole huffed, no longer able to ignore the moans coming from Bucky’s room while the rest of the team pretended to be none the wiser, your loud love making carrying all the way down the hall. Bucky happily disabled the sound proofing in his room before pushing his cock in as deep as it would go, railing you into the mattress. 

“Baby you look so pretty when you’re all stretched out like this, c’mon you can take more, spread those legs for me baby, open up, c’mon, lemme in” 

“HNG PleasepleasepleaseJames” 

“So perfect when you beg, cock’s all yours mama, m’all yours, go on and use me, that’s it, ride this dick, you own me” 

“Bucky, gonna-c-cum, gonna-cum!”

“Cum for me princess, God I love you” 

“You want a snack?”

“Nick?”

“Uh-Nicole?”

“Huh?” Nicole whipped her head around to where Steve was innocently holding out the bowl of popcorn, while Sam stood up to grab more snacks before the movie started. She stared at everyone surrounding her acting as if they couldn’t hear the way you were screaming your vocal chords raw, the super soldier moaning louder than you, “N-no, I’m fine”

Tony cocked an eyebrow at the way her jaw clenched, mindlessly scrolling through her phone while Bucky’s thrusts punctuated with each word. 

“Y’feel so. Damn. Good. baby, could spent my whole life like this making love to you” 

“Fuck, I love you James” 

“Ugh- they’re so loud” Nicole rolled her eyes again in hopes that someone would feel the same but all she got were blank stares back. 

“I mean, terminator is practically in love with her” Tony shrugged while the others nodded in agreement.

“They’re cute. It’s about time they made it official, don’t you think?” Nat asked sweetly staring directly at her while Steve tried to chime in as well, his cheeks burning hot pink between the sounds of skin slapping and moaning. 

“They sound so happy together” he stuttered out while Sam snorted, choking from laughter. 

“Oh God, oh god, fuck-Jamie-JAMIE” 

“Yup, real happy”

“I-I think I’m actually gonna call it at early night, stay at the recruiting center tonight instead” Nicole headed straight to the main doors without looking back, the rest of the team giving each other satisfied smirks. 

Bucky collapsed beside you, panting, his short locks clinging to his forehead, a thin sheet of sweat covering his body. He truthfully stopped caring about what Nicole could or couldn't hear half way through, meaning every single word he said as he took you apart over and over again. You giggled at his shy smile when he pulled you into his chest, pulling the sheets over you both, kissing your forehead. 

“I love you pretty girl. I love you so much” 

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is:  @cuips-not-cute! cuips_not_cute has six fics in the Stranger Things fandom on AO3 and all of them are in the Steddie tag!

Our anonymous nominator recommends the following works by @cuips-not-cute:

he could be brave

blood is an aphrodisiac

honeyed affection

blinking red light

cyclical

"cuips is a master of taking the reader on an emotional roller coaster ride. The amount of times I've laughed and cried at the same time reading his fics have been too numerous to count. Especially the depth of the sex scenes and the character beats and growth they portray are gorgeous to read - and also very titillating. I love Steve and Eddie in every one of cuips stories, adore the little mannerisms they are given and the way they interact with each other and other characters. Besides the inspiring prose cuips can pull off a plot like few other people I've found so far - since blinking red light is still ongoing, I'll just point to cyclical for that. I'm very thankful to cuips for writing and posting these stories and for being a very active part of this lovely fandom." -- anonymous

Below the cut, @cuips-not-cute answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

i don’t even know. i was happily in the ofmd fandom when i watched season 4 almost three years ago now (oh god) and then the characters… they got me. i fear they’ll never leave.

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

god, so many. they’re all kinda the same flavor though so i’ll list out what i’m always filtering for to find a new fic: bottom/sub eddie, creature/monster eddie, post s4, canon compliant, soft dom steve, sex pollen, spit kink, rimming (perhaps my FAVORITE ever thing to read), switch eddie/switch steve… the list goes on.

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

probably also rimming. there’s just something so romantic about eating ass. and i really love to stick with post s4 canon compliant aus, too, i don’t think i’ve written an actual for real au yet, though i do have an idea for one after brl.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

i don’t know if i can pick!! my ao3 bookmarks host my many all-time faves, but if you wanna go by the fic i’ve reread the most it’s probably the affliction of the feeling. it’s so fucking good.

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

YES!!! i have never written omegaverse!!! which is crazy, ‘cause i like it a LOT. i have a post-s4 omegaverse au kicking around in my head currently, and i cannot wait to sink my teeth into all the messy biology and politics that come with the omegaverse.

What is your writing process like?

chaotic, in a word. usually, i’ll get a fic idea while i’m balls-deep in writing another fic so i’ll shove it to the side and let it simmer while i finish that first one, then i’ll spend a good long while planning it out in ridiculous detail, and THEN i’ll start actually drafting. i like to have a fully fleshed out outline and a couple chapters written and edited before i start posting, and once posting begins i tend to deviate quite a bit from my outline but it’s all good fun.

Do you have any writing quirks?

definitely. i don’t like pointing them out for fear of other folks seeing them in everything i do, but they’re there. one that i don’t mind so much is my absolute abuse of the word “little.” everything is “a little” of this, “a little” of that, but i try to cut my usage down significantly while i’m editing.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

i always TRY to keep a schedule but… yeah. it never works. i’m far too busy for one, but attempts are made. i’d like to one day write a fic in full before posting it, because i think it’d be a whole lot better if i let it sit for that long but lord, i sure do like getting ao3 comments on every chapter. they make the writing motivation go WAY up.

Which fic are you most proud of?

brl, definitely. that fucker is LONG and i’m barely halfway through it. i think i’ve done a lot of cool things with it and i’m going to do some more cool things and i’ve made a lot of really awesome friends in the process of writing it so it’s got some pretty insane sentimental value to me. it’s definitely going to be a fic i’ll miss writing once i finish it, but that’s what the epilogue series is for!!!

How did you get the idea for blinking red light?

from another fic!!! @racketghost is the author of one of my favorite things i’ve ever read, which is the good omens zach and miri au, closed set (https://archiveofourown.org/works/23320960/chapters/55862155 <- hyperlinked), wherein crowley has been lying about the existence of some angelic sex tapes to all of hell, and then he and aziraphale have to actually make the tapes. it’s awesome. it’s gorgeous. brl is one big giant love letter to this fic, because it means so fucking much to me and i think about it ALL the time. 

When writing honeyed affection, what was something you didn’t expect?

hmm, i don’t know? ha is, i think, a pretty easygoing fic with lots and lots of porn stuffed inside it, and that was all i intended it to be so i cannot think of anything i was surprised by!!

What inspired blood is an aphrodisiac?

i just wanted to write vampire eddie. it was july ‘22, kas theories were everywhere, i had to try it. these days i think i would change a LOT about it because my ideas and hcs surrounding the characters have evolved significantly, but i’ll write vampire eddie again and “fix” everything i no longer like about biaa.

What was your favorite part to write from he could be brave?

…the fisting. i genuinely think some of my best writing is in that scene, and while i feel the same way about this fic as i do biaa, the fisting scene will always hold a special place in my heart. i’m very, very excited to write the fisting chapter in brl because of this scene. fisting rules.

How do/did you feel writing cyclical?

i wrote cyclical during a very weird few months of my life, so writing it was sort of my way of dealing with all the insane shit going on around me, and i think it shows. in a good way, though, because cyclical is a timeloop fic so it needed to be a little angsty and insane. i’m stupidly proud of that fic. @ryeallytired actually BOUND it into a PHYSICAL BOOK and SENT IT TO ME and when i tell you that is the singular most precious object i own, i mean it.

What was the most difficult part of writing blinking red light?

PLOTTING THAT BITCH. GOD. i’m so happy to be actually WRITING it now, the planning was genuinely so brutal. my issue was that i was sticking too close to the plot of closed set (<3) which just… did not work for steddie. closed set’s premise centers around crowley lying about making sex tapes, yes, but he lied about them to PROTECT aziraphale, which is the messiest, kindest, riskiest fucking thing ever. and it’s awesome. in the early planning stages of brl, i was trying to put eddie in the crowley role of lying about having made sex tapes with steve, but it reallyyy didn’t work. there was an oc and i absolutely hated him, plus i didn’t like what that premise was doing to eddie’s character… ugh. it was a MESS. it took several rubber duck-ing conversations with my brilliant friend @lollaika and a rewatch of zach and miri to finally realize that it had to be STEVE who brings up the idea of sex tapes so that he could protect eddie, rather than eddie bringing it up to save his own hide (yikes).

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

oooh, lots. reallyyyy loved chapter 8 of cyclical with all of the pov shifts, that was super fun to write. i also really enjoyed writing the dry humping/sex tape convo in the first chapter of brl, and i’m stupidly excited to write chapters 12, 13, 15, and 17, because of specific scenes that will happen in each.

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

i do!! after brl is completed i’ll have to choose from two story ideas (because i cannot have two wips at once or i’ll get SO stressed), one being a semi-realistic steddie cowboy au based off my own experiences with growing up on a farm and featuring messy, earnest cowboys and not-fully-human eddie, and the other being the omegaverse au i want to write, which will have a very fun mix of vampire eddie, dubcon bitching, and accidental mating bites!!!

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

i cannot think of anything!! this was super fun :D

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[averytirednerd]

Just watched the 1x07 sneak peek

and AAAAAAAA

My week’s already been pretty crappy so far, and I desperately needed this 😭

Nearly two minutes of Alastor and Charlie, ft. them actually discussing things I wanna hear about!!!

These are some of my favorite things from the scene:

Charlie’s angry facial expressions towards Alastor are truly a highlight of this clip. She looks adorable wrapped up in her little blanket burrito, which is a plus.

I also adore the fact that it’s Alastor who’s trying to cheer Charlie up, and get her to stop wallowing in self-loathing (whether it’s just b/c it helps him or not, I still like it). I wonder if he took it upon himself to or the others nudged him in that direction.

I also love Alastor’s passive-aggressive comments in the beginning of the clip. He seems really frustrated and it’s hilarious to see.

“Who’s joking?”

THE WAY HE JUST APPEARED AND THE WAY AMIR TALAI DELIVERED THE LINE AND CHARLIE FELL OFF THE BED AND-

I like it :]

Ngl I’m disappointed in myself for deriving so much joy from watching Alastor be all silly and mess around on the bed. BUT ALSO I MEAN C’MON HIS LEGS WERE KICKING BACK AND FORTH WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME??? Not to mention he’s being all silly like this, just vibing, while Charlie’s having a little meltdown. Very fun juxtaposition to see.

YESSS FINALLY SOMEONE PROPERLY MENTIONING THE WHOLE SMILING THING, I WAS WONDERING HOW LONG IT’D TAKE FOR THAT TO BE BROUGHT UP

And the reason why I wanted someone to question him, so we’d get to hear Al’s response. The look into Al’s thought processes is amazing! It’s exactly what I thought he’d say, and I’m pleased with that now being checked off my list of things I wanted from this season. I’m so happy that Charlie knows this now too.

And last but certainly not least��� “I know something you don’t know~”

WHAT? WHAT IS IT, ALASTOR? HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME HANGING 😭

Edit: Sitting there, after having rewatched the clip like 20 more times post making-this, it finally clicked that he’s probably talking about the exterminator. You know, the dead one. As the lovely comment down below has pointed out, he says it after Charlie mentions the exterminators being “invincible.” Now it’s just a matter of whether he tells her, if he does then how, and how exactly Charlie reacts to this information. Can’t wait :]

[sticktopia]

Sticktober Day 1: Youtube

“Guys guys!! We’re famous!!!” Green excitedly shouted as he ran to the others. Second arched his brow as the green stick came running, waving his phone around.

“What do you mean by “Famous”?” The hollow head asked as they sat up straighter. Green plopped himself down on the couch between Yellow and Second, showing them the two videos they had posted earlier that day.

“People are seeing our videos! And they like them! Look!” Green scrolled through the comments, reading some of them out for the others to hear.

“I am speechless right now :D this is amazing!!! Keep up the amazing work!”

“Lol, videos like these are what makes youtube worth a while.”

“W EDITING!!!’ Hollywood needs to take notes!”

“This is really cool and a ABSOLUTE CINEMA”

“Whoa! They really love our stuff!” Red giggled as she bounced on her toes. “I'm glad they like my little surprise at the end of greenzilla.”

“I didn't realize that others would be watching our videos.” Yellow hummed as she looked at Green’s phone, leaning on his shoulder.

“These people are so kind. I did look good in that wig.” Blue chuckled as they sat next to Yellow. Green suddenly stood with a gasp.

“Guys!!! We should make more videos!!!” He said excitedly.

“Hell yeah! I’m in!!!” Red said excitedly.

“I don’t see why not. It was fun filming the other ones!” Yellow shrugged.

“Sounds fun. You in Second?” Blue asked. The other three turned to the orange hollow head, awaiting their response. Second chuckled and shook their head.

“Let's get filming.” The gang jumped to their feet with a cheer, running off to film their next video.

**********

“Guys come on! Let's go film another video!” Green cheered. The others turned to look at Green, who was holding a selfie stick.

“Didn't we just finish with the Super Orange video?” Yellow spoke up.

“Yeah, but to be a good content creator, we need to release many videos in a steady stream so our fans don’t get bored! Besides, we’re not filming another movie. We’re vlogging!” Green exclaimed.

“Vlogging? You mean documenting what we do every day?” Blue asked, munching in the nether wart in his hands.

“Oh please, that’s boring. The fans will be upset. We’re gonna do a vlog in minecraft!!!” Green exclaimed proudly. The others looked at each other unsurely.

“Soooooo why are we vlogging now anyway? Isn't us making those action movies good enough?” Red asked as she tapped her fingers on the table.

“Those are old school now! The fans want more! They want variety! And who are we to deny them?” Green says as he ruffles Red’s hair.

“Hey-Green!” Red shoved Green’s hand away.

“Come on guys! It’ll be fun! We can show them all the cool things we can do in minecraft! It’ll be fun!” Green continued to pester the group. Second finally sighed and stood.

“Ok ok, we’ll go vlog with you. But it’ll have to be quick. I need to help Alan later.”

“You got it!”

**********

As the days went on, Green became much more obsessed and involved with his youtube channel and making videos. The others had largely stepped back, no longer enjoying the process of filmmaking. Especially since Green would constantly demand them to be perfect.

This formed a rift in the group, causing the others to be cold towards Green. They didn't even know who he was anymore. There was no more fun, it was just a constant need to make sure everything was perfect for the audience.

One day, while everyone was lounging around, Green suddenly came to them.

“Hey guys, wanna go out for a picnic?” Green asked.

“Oh so you're doing Mukbangs now?” Red wittily snorted. Green hummed.

“No I'm not, but I should try that at some point.” Green hummed as he noted that for him to make a video on.

“Oh creators red what have you done?” Second sighed as he pinched her cheek. “Stop giving him ideas.

“Ow! Hey! It was a joke. I wasn't trying to give him ideas!” Red pouted. Green sighed as he shook his head.

“This isn't for a video. We just haven't hung out in a while and I wanted to do something with you all.” Green said. The other four paused before looking at reach other. They seem shocked about this, but they smiled.

“You know, I was getting quite hungry.” Yellow chuckled.

“A picnic doesn't sound all that bad.” Second admitted.

“I can help make food.” Blue offered.

“Finally! You're doing something besides your stupid videos!” Red cheered as they hopped to their feet. Green smiled as he turned.

“No need for food, I already set the place up. Come on!” Green said as he walked away. The others smiled more as they followed Green through the nether portal and into a cherry tree biome.

“Whoa! I haven't been to one of these yet!” Yellow exclaimed as she looked around. “It’s beautiful!”

“No kidding! Minecraft really has come a long way since we first started playing it.” Second chuckled, hands in the pocket of their hoodie.

“I think the graphics are beautiful. I mean, look at this!” Blue said as they caught a cherry blossom petal in their hand. They then blew it out of their hand, watching as it gracefully danced to the ground. “Definitely gotten better.”

“Oh look at this!!!” Red gasped as she ran ahead of Green. She looked at the makeshift picnic blanket in the ground. She giggled as she laid on it. “This is so cute!!! Thanks for doing this Green!” 

“Of course.” Green said as the others sat on the wool, grabbing sandwiches. As his friends passed around the food, green had to bite his lip to keep from giggling.

“There’s also another surprise I have for you guys.” Green managed out.

“What is-” The four froze as they heard pistons. Suddenly, they were falling, and they were burning. Screams of pain and panic suddenly filled the air as Green sat above, laughing cruelly at them. Quickly, the four had escaped the fire pit. Second, the first out, lunged at Green, pinning him down as they started punching the stick.

“You ass!!! What the hell was that?!” Second screamed at him. Green blocked Second’s punches with his arms.

“Dude what the hell?! It was just a prank! Calm down!” Green shouted, knocking Second off and standing.

“Just a PRANK?! Green, you could have killed us!!!”

“Ok and? You guys would just respawn! I don't know why you're so pissed!!!”

“I don't understand why you think this is funny!!! Don’t you remember what happened to Blue?! You’ve gone too far!!!”

“You're just being dramatic!!!”

“Youre fucking sick!!! We’re all SICK OF YOU!!!” Second lunged at Green again, starting a brutal brawl.

On the other side of the pit, Red and Yellow are tending to blue. Blue was a horrible mess, trembling and crying as he remembered the pain of being submerged in lava.

“M-Make it stop. Creators please make it stop!” Blue cried.

“Hey, hey it’s ok, you're ok.” Red said as she held the trembling stick. Yellow searched through Blue’s inventory, finding a few healing potions.

“H-Here. Drink these.” Yellow said as she handed two to Red. Red quickly took one and uncapped it.

“Here, drink the potion. The pain will go.” Red gently pressed the glass to Blue’s lips, helping him drink. Once Blue downed the potion, Red quickly drank the other one, ridding her body of its pain. Yellow drank her potion as well.

“Are you feeling better?” Yellow asked as she kneeled next to blue. Blue sniffled and rubbed his face.

“Why…? I don't understand, I thought that Green wanted to hang out with us. He said this wasn't for a video.” Blue cried.

“Well clearly not. The bastard tricked us all.” Red growled.

“Red! You shouldn’t-”

“Well if Green doesn't care why should I?!” Red shouts, her gaze darkening as she watches Second and Green fight. She then released Blue, rolling up her sleeves. “I’m gonna go get a few swings in.”

“Red-”

“Don't stop me Yellow. I don’t wanna hurt you.” Red said as she went after the other two. Yellow looked at Blue who merely shrugged. The yellow stick sighed as she sat next to blue, burying her face in her knees.

“I wish we never posted that first video…” She choked out. Blue silently wrapped an arm around yellow, comforting her as she did her best not to cry.

**********

As the days passed by, the other four began to actively ignore Green. And Green had begun to ignore them. He put all his time and energy into youtube. It was his life line, his will, his need. It was his entire being. And he was willing to do anything for his ‘fans’.

But soon, the views began to lessen, comments became scarce and whatever comments were left were people telling Green how disappointed they were in him. It infuriated the stick. He had done everything they had asked of him. No longer making action movies, vlogging, doing their requests, EATING GRASS. He’s done everything to please them and now they're leaving him.

Green needed to do something to make them come back. But what? He racked his brain trying to think of something to reignite the audience. But he had nothing.

“No… NO!!! I-I cant…!” Green struggled to think of anything. He was just staring at an empty void. He began to laugh uncontrollably.

“Oh creators! Dear creators, I'm a washout!!!” Green laughed maniacally.

“I've done everything! There’s nothing for me to do anymore.” Green’s laughs quickly turned into cries. Green’s anger began to build as his mania took over his mind. The stick then began to trash his room, smashing his monitor, his phone, breaking his microphone and punching holes into the walls. Once Green expelled all his energy, he stood in the middle of his room, panting as tears rolled down his cheeks and blood spilled from his torn and cut up fists.

“Damn… I really am nothing huh?” Green mumbled as he stared at his feet. “What was… the point of any of this…?”

Green’s vision began to get blurrier and spotty. He hummed a bit before closing his eyes and collapsing. Green laid on the ground, looking at the shattered mirror leaning against the wall in front of him. He looked terrible. Deep dark eyebags, bloodshot eyes, and disheveled hair. He looked like a zombie. The blood did not help with the look either. Green weakly smiled at himself in the mirror.

“Damn. No wonder no one wanted to watch my videos anymore. I’m a goddamn mess.” Green then closes his eyes, succumbing to his exhaustion.

**********

When Green awoke, his whole body felt sore. He almost didn't want to get up, but he knew he needed to clean up the mess he made. So Green forced himself to sit up. Once Green was upright, he realized that he wasn’t on the floor. He was actually in a bed, Second’s bed.

Green stared at the familiar sheets, wondering what the hell happened. He then noticed that his hands had been bandaged as well. Green was confused. Had he gotten up and dealt with the wounds himself? Why was he in Second’s bed? There’s no way they were the one who tended to him. Especially not after what had been said after the picnic. The door suddenly opened and Green’s eyes glanced over. There stood the orange Hollowhead, their expression blank as they looked at Green,

“Damn.” They suddenly spoke. “You still look like shit.”

Green stared into Second’s lime green eyes, almost in disbelief. Green’s lips suddenly curled up as his body trembled. A teary laugh choked its way out of Green. He laughed for a moment before quickly dissolving into harsh sobs. Second sighed and sat next to the mess of a stick, side hugging him and rubbing his arm while he covered his face with his hands.

“I’m a fucking idiot.” Green choked out.

“No you’re not.”

“Yes I am! I… I thought you hated me.” Green choked out, shoving Second away, only for the hollow head to hold him tighter.

“Will you shut up and listen to me for once?” Second huffed as they held Green’s face, making the messy stick look at them.

“You clearly overworked yourself, and now you're all burnt out. You need to calm down and shut that damn channel down.”

“But-” Second placed their hand over Green’s mouth.

“Sh-No, I'm not done.” Second sighed as they spoke again. “You're letting that thing take over your entire life. You're making yourself sick for a bunch of people who literally don't care about you. Not to mention pushing away everyone who really does care about you.”

Green scoffed and pulled away from Second.

“You say that like you guys still care about me.” Green said bitterly, pulling his knees to his chest and hiding his face in his knees. Second groaned and flicked the side of Green’s head.

“You must be dense as hell if you think we don't care about you. Who do you think bandaged your hands and cleaned your room for you?” Second scoffed. Green was silent. The hollow head had a point, but it didn't help with the guilt and the shame that filled Green’s chest.

“I don't understand…” Green mumbled, body shaking again.

“I don't understand why you do…” Green flinched as he felt Second’s hand gently pat his back.

“We care because we’re your friends Green. Your real friends. We aren't random people behind a screen. We genuinely care about and love you for you. Not whatever fake you put up on the internet.” Sec says.

“Green?” Green looked up to see Red, Blue, and Yellow standing at the door. Blue had a tray of food, making Green’s stomach grumble.

“Someone’s hungry.” Red chuckled. Green buried his face in his knees again, overwhelmed with emotions.

“Please, eat green. I know you haven't been eating well.” Blue said as he placed the tray of food on the corner of the bed. They then handed a bowl of ramen out to everyone in the room. Green stared at the bowl that had been placed in his hands. The scent made his mouth water and his stomach grumbled again.

Green suddenly remembered the first time Blue had made this for the group and the adventure they had after that. The memory made his eyes teary as he slowly began to eat the noodles. He looked around the room, seeing the others casually chat while enjoying the food. The empty pit in Green’s heart suddenly felt full as he enjoyed the moment. A moment he never realized how much he missed.

Green’s phone suddenly pinged on the desk next to him. He reached over and looked at the notification. It was another comment from someone on his latest video. The others sat still, watching green to see what he’d do.

Green simply opened his phone and deleted youtube before tossing his phone at the end of the and continuing to eat. The others looked at each other with smiles.

“Welcome back Green.” Second chuckled as they playfully nudged Green. Green merely hummed as he leaned on the hollowhead. He looked at all his friends, tears silently rolling down his cheeks as he absorbed and lived in the moment. No cameras, no staged acting, just pure raw emotion Green never wanted to lose again.

[slut4menig]

Hii I have a request for Eddie Munson from stranger things, reader and Eddie are in a relationship but Eddie hang out a loooot with his friends for D&D ( Reader is friends with them too ) and reader feel upset and sad because he doesn’t pay attention to her and maybe some days later she tell him about how she feel

Thanks :)

Of course I can!! i don’t normally write stranger things or Eddie munson in particular but i’ll try and let me know if anything is wrong or if i need to edit!! this is honestly just a dabble nothing too special

As always, english is not my first language!!

Warnings: Nothing honestly just fluff

The basement was dimly lit, filled with the sounds of laughter and the clatter of dice rolling against the table. I sat on the worn couch, surrounded by the chaotic energy of my boyfriend, Eddie Munson, and his friends as they dove into another session of Dungeons & Dragons. Eddie’s animated storytelling was captivating, and I couldn’t help but smile at how his eyes lit up when he described the perilous quests and mythical creatures.

But as I watched him, a familiar heaviness settled in my chest. I loved seeing him passionate about the game, but it often felt like I was watching from the sidelines. His friends—Mike, Dustin, Lucas—were fully engrossed, hanging on his every word, while I felt like an afterthought, the girl who just happened to be there.

“Okay, everyone! As you approach the cave, the air grows thick with tension. You can hear the distant growls of the beast lurking within,” Eddie announced, his voice rising dramatically. The guys leaned in closer, captivated.

I fidgeted with a snack from the table, trying to muster the courage to join in. “Eddie, do you think we could—”

“Shh! This is the best part!” Dustin interrupted, eyes wide with excitement.

I bit my lip, retreating into silence. It was moments like this that made me feel invisible. I watched as Eddie laughed with his friends, their camaraderie a warm blanket around them, while I sat apart, feeling the chill of exclusion.

Later that night, after the game had wound down and the friends began to leave, I stepped outside into the cool night air. The stars twinkled above, but all I could think about was the emptiness I felt. I knew it was silly to feel this way; D&D was a huge part of Eddie’s life. But why did it have to take up all of his attention?

A few days later, I found myself in the garage with Eddie, who was strumming his guitar. The familiar sound brought me comfort, but I still felt a knot in my stomach. Taking a deep breath, I knew it was time to voice my feelings.

“Hey, Eddie?” I said, leaning against the workbench. He looked up, a smile breaking across his face.

“Hey! Just working on a new riff. You wanna hear it?”

“Maybe later,” I replied, trying to sound casual. “Can we talk for a minute?”

His smile faltered slightly. “Sure, what’s on your mind?”

I took a seat on an old crate, fiddling with the edges of my shirt. “It’s about… us.”

Eddie’s expression shifted to one of concern. “What about us?”

I hesitated, searching for the right words. “I’ve been feeling a bit left out lately. You spend so much time with the guys and D&D, and I get that it’s important to you, but sometimes it feels like I’m not really part of your life.”

His brow furrowed as he processed what I was saying. “I didn’t know you felt that way. I’m really sorry. I never meant to make you feel excluded.

I took a deep breath. “I love seeing you happy, but I miss having more time with you. Just us. It feels like we don’t get enough of that anymore.”

Eddie leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “I get it. I’ve been so caught up in being a Dungeon Master and making sure everyone is having fun that I haven’t been paying attention to what you need. I’m really sorry.”

My heart softened at his sincerity, but I still felt vulnerable. “It’s just that sometimes, I feel like I’m just here, you know? Like I’m cheering from the sidelines but not actually part of the game.”

He nodded slowly, his gaze intense. “That’s totally fair. I’ve been focusing so much on the campaigns that I didn’t realize how it was affecting you. I want you to be a part of it. You should come play with us.”

I looked at him, surprised. “Really? You think I could keep up with your wild adventures?”

“Absolutely! You’d be a fantastic player,” he said, his enthusiasm contagious. “We could create a character together. It’ll be fun! I promise I’ll make time for us to hang out, just the two of us, too.”

I felt a rush of relief wash over me, and I couldn’t help but smile. “You mean it?”

“Definitely. I want to make this work. You’re not just my girlfriend; you’re my partner. I need you in my corner, both in and out of the game.” He reached for my hands, intertwining our fingers.

“Thank you, Eddie,” I said, squeezing his hands. “I just want to feel like I matter to you, like I’m more than just a spectator in your life.”

“You matter so much to me,” he replied, his voice earnest. “You always have. I’ll make sure you never feel left out again. How about we plan a night where it’s just us? We can grab some pizza, and then I can show you the campaign I’ve been working on.”

I laughed, feeling lighter. “Pizza and D&D? what a date.”

“Exactly! And I promise to give you the best adventure ever.” He grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Just wait until you meet my dragon! She’s fierce.”

“Okay, but if she tries to eat me, I’m out, would much rather you eat me out,” I teased.

“oh yeah? i’d like that princess,” he said, his tone playful. “And who knows? Maybe your sexy badass character will end up saving the day.”

As we sat there in the garage, the sunlight streaming through the open door, I felt a warmth blossom in my chest. I knew it wouldn’t always be perfect, but we would navigate this together, one day at a time

__________________________________________

I don’t know how accurate this was… i haven’t watched ST in a while… i hope you enjoyed though i felt the need to add a few explicit references it’s just who i am 🤗

[be-my-ally]

Director Elvis & Model Bunny

So this comes off of the yet to be released/finished big bunny #3 but essentially, it’s post the flight in #2 and after Elvis has taken her in the morning to his rehearsal just because I thought she'd be very amenable to his suggestion.

you may have deleted it but too late jade, i saw the message, and you got me hooked please never think you're being too demanding I love it - if someone else is writing this too, or if you were gonna use it for yourself then pls god pls i need that too but uh…. i couldn’t resist. So happy birthday @whositmcwhatsit (even though I’m like half hour late) xxxxxxx 

summary: bunny + elvis get up to fun with a camera. 

warnings: 18+, apologies for the use of Priscilla but I swear she’s barely there. Watching a tape of two girls w/o their consent, video recording (with consent), fingering, p in v sex - elvis cums in her. this has not been edited.

wc: miss concise smut strikes again - 4.5k. 

I was imagining (not wearing this suit but still) Elvis from this day in 1974 in case you were wondering.

You sit there primly, for the rest of the rehearsal, ignoring your newfound nakedness under your skirt - unable to draw your eyes off of his wrists, his waist, now you know the story of those innocuous little white bands. Waiting to be dismissed, sent home - although you hope that you might, one day, get another invitation. He finishes, stripping off the weights as he’s laughing and thanking the sound guys - although he's shouting back at one of them as he stalks across the stage to where you’re sat to the side of the front row.

“That interference needs to be cut by tonight, it’s messin’ with my ears, I don’t care if you have to go out and buy a whole new fucking system - just get it done.” Despite his harsh words by the time he’s kneeling in front of you he’s smiling slightly bashfully. His eyes crinkling at the edges as he mutters to you - 

“Don’t know why I keep ‘em around.” He offers you his hand, pulling with his suddenly weightless feeling muscles to yank you up with him. His arm coming around your waist. He stands there, legs spread and solid, holding you to him, brushing your hair off your neck to whisper in your ear. 

“Wanna come back with me, honey? C’mon baby,” He’s pleading with you, entreating you to follow him, babying tone convincing you as if you even needed encouragement. “How - How’d you feel about, I got some things we could watch, we could," He stutters a little, perhaps a little nervous about his next suggestion - you think it's sweet, "we could - I sure would love to tape ya, baby.” You lean back, brow furrowing as your mind runs through what he’s suggesting. 

It’s not something that’s unheard of, especially in the circles you’re running in - hell, half the tapes on Big Bunny were pornographic, but to feature in one yourself? Watch one, with Elvis? It takes a minute for your brain to process. He strokes his hand up your back though and that’s all it takes for you to succumb, nodding desperately. He kisses you as a reward, and you feel yourself melt further, the thought running through the back of your head that you’re not wearing any panties, and god are you about to drip down your thigh? You clench your legs together as he shifts, switching his hand from around your waist to your wrist, pulling you along with him. 

He practically shoves you into the car, his knee jiggling - in nerves or anticipation you can’t be sure. Ironically, he places his hand upon your thigh stilling your own movement while he jostles you with his. His grip is tight, and you can feel the cold of the rings pushing into your bare skin - tiny skirt riding up, in contrast to the burning heat of his fingers. He stares out the window, quiet, for the extent of the drive and none of the boys look surprised to see you accompanying him despite his lack of explanation. You squirm in your seat, unsure why it’s so much more embarrassing for them to know you’re being brought back for sex now than it is on the plane. But you do your best to try to ignore the heavy atmosphere. Elvis leans back, finally facing forward, kicking the seat in front of him when Red gets a bit too loud. The blatant control - the wordless authority he carries with him making your heart beat a little faster in your chest. He finally glances over at you, appraisingly running his eyes from your head to your knees. He smirks as he watches you unable to stay still under his gaze and you’re relieved when finally, finally you’re pulling up into the delivery bay of the hotel - letting him escape into the building without a crowd. He whispers to Marty as he clambers out, a hand held out for you to clutch, before he pulls you with him up to his room. It’s unnerving you - the uncharacteristic silence on the way up and it causes you to shift around anxiously, as much as you can with his tight grip on your hand, but as soon as you’re through the door to his room he’s drawing you closer. 

He presses his lips to your neck, brushing your hair away from it, holding you close. Almost immediately his hand is travelling up your thigh, bunching your skirt at your waist - his large hand span holding it against your skin. Your nakedness, sticky from the morning activities and arousal from the car ride, being slowly exposed. You’re looking up at him, making eye contact through his coloured glasses when he pulls back a little, silently pleading for both more and less, desperate at least for a kiss. His lips are barely a breath away from yours when there’s a knock on the door, and he pulls away. You brush your skirt back down, trying to look slightly put together again as best you can while practically trembling with anticipation. Marty’s pulling a black rolling bag behind him, leaving it in the centre of the room, 

“Thanks man, that’ll - that’ll do just there. I’ll sort it out.” Marty nods, slightly uncomfortably looking, clearly trying to ignore you. 

“Sure thing E, uh, enjoy.” The door shuts with a click as he leaves and Elvis is quick to unload the set-up from within. You awkwardly hang around, hands rubbing at your arms as you wait for him to be done; 

“S’ok baby, why don’t you get comf- oh, actually, how’s about you - no, no, hang on a second baby - Jerry’ll be knocking any minute now with some things for you.” He gestures to the bed from where he’s bent attaching cords and wires to the little television set, “Why don’t you get comfy in the mean time.” You frown, a little confused as to what you need Jerry to bring you but you don’t question him, following his directive to sit down, perching a little tentatively on the bed. It’s mere moments before he stands, glancing over the set-up with his hands on his hips, nodding, pleased with himself. He’s starting to pull out what looks an awful lot like a tripod - you don't know why you're surprised that he would have the full professional kit - when the door goes again. He nods at you, asking, “Could you get that honey?” You’re already up and heading towards the door before he finishes his question - hopeful it was Jerry and anxious to see what he’d brought with him. It was, and you smile at him as you open the door - he’s always polite to you, 

“Hi, uh, here.” He thrusts a shopping bag into your arms, and you take it with some surprise, 

“Oh - uh, thank you, wha-“ He cuts you off before you can ask what it was, leaning around you in the doorway to speak to Elvis, 

“I’ll be next door - some of the boys are going out, so if you need anything else you’ll have to talk to me.” He pauses, “Remember, we’ve got a show tonight although it’s a late one so,” He glances at the clock, Elvis not even looking up from where he was continuing to pull out and twist screws on each of the legs of what was certainly a tripod. “So, someone will be coming by in uh-about four hours - around 5 so you can start getting ready.” Elvis looks up at that, 

“You think I don’t know my own damn schedule?” Jerry looks slightly taken aback, and quickly attempts to backtrack as Elvis stands up, 

“No - no, I was just, it just normally takes a while to get uh all of this, just, just making sure, uh, bunny, here knows we’re on a tight schedule today was all Boss, of course you know.” Elvis has made his way over to the door, and as Jerry is finishing his attempt at a defense, he’s got a hand grasping the door, bracketing you with his arm, staring him down. It makes you shift a little nervously at the tension, clutching the gift bag, you trip a little as you shuffle your feet and fall into Elvis, who grunts slightly as he takes your weight leaning on him but continues to stare down Jerry. 

“Sorry - sorry E, I wasn’t, I wasn’t trying to suggest anything -“ Elvis lets go of the door, 

“I’ll see you at 5.” Shutting it practically straight into Jerry’s face. Elvis turns to you, his face unimpressed. You worry it’s going to put a damper on the afternoon, and he tuts at you as he looks you over, eyes cloudy through his glasses, lips pressed into a line. You don’t know what to say for the best, unused to his sudden changes in temper. But he solves the problem for you, running his hand through his hair and jabbing a finger into the bag.

“Now, why don’t you run along and put that on for me. Getcha lookin’ all nice and pretty and then we’ll have some fun.” He directs you into the bathroom, his stomach resting on your back as he manhandles you to face the right way. You head into the bathroom, slightly taken aback by the sheer volume of products already lined up on the counter; having clearly been deposited with his luggage whilst at the rehearsal.    You settle the bag on the toilet seat, for lack of other space, rifling through the layers of tissue paper. There’s a smaller bag from a drugstore inside - you laugh as you unload it, realising that it looks like a man desperately raided the Revlon counter, and that that was almost definitely what happened. But still, theres an eyeliner and shadow and a lipstick that almost perfectly matches the one you were wearing earlier. You set them to one side, and delve a little lower finding a little pile of underwear. You pull it out, unfolding them across the counter. You look back into the bag, checking there wasn’t anything else, surprised that this would be the lingerie of choice. A simple white set, practically plain cotton - just a little lace band around the waist, and cups. You nibble your lip, worrying for a second that it’s a joke in some ways or that in this form and situation you’re not going to seem as attractive - when he could have his pick of literally everyone on the ground versus his limited choices in the air. But you knock that thought out of your head, muttering to yourself, don’t be ridiculous, you’re attractive, he wants you, he wouldn’t have asked you here if he didn’t. 

You dress yourself, wondering how on earth they knew your exact size, and freshen up with the provided make-up. You check yourself out after finishing your eyeliner, giving yourself a final little pep-talk, before throwing your dress back on. You consider your shoes, before remembering how much he’d liked your feet before, and leave them in the bathroom - heading back out to him. 

You pad out of the bathroom, toes digging into the carpet. Elvis is sat against the headboard, legs out and spread, tiparillo in his mouth, shirt unbuttoned so low that it’s practically entirely open - his chest and stomach peeking out. He’s watching something on the screen, although he looks over at you as you walk over, smiling approvingly at your bare feet. 

“Why’d you cover up, baby?” You look down at yourself, shifting from foot to foot, 

“I, I uh didn’t -“ He pulls the slim cigar from his mouth, 

“Go on bunny, take it off little ‘un,” You finger the hem, until he encourages you again, “Do it, baby.” You pull up the dress and he groans as you reveal the underwear set, trying to be a little bit sexy as you do, throwing your dress over a chair in the corner. “Oh lord baby, now c’mere.” He pats the bed next to him, eyes moving back to the screen. You settle next to him, flushing as his arm wraps around you, pulling you to press against his side and thigh. 

“What are you - is that?” You were trying to play coy at first, pretending you didn’t know that he was watching a home movie, but you hadn’t expected to see, her. He’s put on a tape of his ex-wife - you blink, you’re watching Priscilla, the mother of his child, roll around on a bed with another girl. It’s not as risque as it could be - they’re both, technically dressed. Although, in a very similar set of bra and panties that you were wearing - both of them in a little white set. But then it suddenly becomes significantly more explicit, Priscilla’s manicured finger running across the other’s covered mound. 

“Yeah bunny, yeah it is - just, just sit and watch baby, gonna make a little film of our own later.” Your mouth opens of its own accord, wondering if this was how Elvis felt earlier, watching you and Maggie make-out. Priscilla and the unnamed girl are now wrestling on the bed, hair flying and the camera zooms in. “See, bunny, the focus now, isn’t on the action - I’ve changed the composition of the frame, just with the camera movement.” You nod in agreement, but honestly, you couldn’t hugely tell the difference other than the fact that you were seeing everything closer up now. 

“So, are you - is it you filming?” You lean harder onto him as he grips you close, pulling your legs over his, rubbing his hand up your thigh. 

“Yeah baby, I - uh, I don’t needta see myself though, I’m just outta shot.” You nod, that makes sense - while you couldn’t imagine Priscilla would be pleased that other girls were watching this her image wasn’t as necessary to protect as Elvis’ and you can’t imagine how dramatic it would be if a video with him in was accidentally left somewhere or lost. You shift, it seems that the last night and day has been awakening all sorts of feelings that you didn’t know you had, arousal growing as you continue to focus on the girls on the screen. The film seems to be coming to a close, Priscilla disappearing from the shot and Elvis’ cigarillo is done with, tapping it out on an ashtray on the bedside table. He uses his newfound free hand to curl it around your bare stomach, and you can’t help the way your muscles tense in response to the feel of him.

On the screen the other girl is now nude and you can’t help but compare her body to yours, assessing how her nipples pebble and tighten against her chest. You watch her trail her hand down her tummy to her clearly slick folds, curly hairs glistening a little in the strangely bright lighting of the film. Your breath hitches as you watch her sink a finger into herself and Elvis chuckles a little at your reaction, his finger tucking into the leg of your panties. Your heart is starting to pound with the anticipation of it all, his long finger just barely brushing over you inner thigh. He pulls you onto him a bit further, tucking his head into your neck. His pouty little lips are kissing the side of your neck, just below your ears and as he moves down to your shoulder you squirm, his sideburns tickling you as goosebumps start to form on your skin. The film cuts out then, just as he starts to suck down on your collarbone, and you lean against him harder as he leaves a perfect purple bruise. You moan, eyes falling closed but then he pulls away, almost a moment too soon. Pushing your legs off of him, and rolling you to be sat by yourself on the bed, he stands. He leaves you there, bereft of his touch, as he busies himself setting up the camera on the tripod, and turning some music on. 

“Ok darlin’, there’s no audio baby, so don’t you go gettin’ all embarrassed about those little bunny squeaks.” You suddenly realise what he means - that you’re going to be the sole person in the film. 

“Uh, ok - El, have I - you’re gonna tell me what to do though? Right?” He laughs, 

“Of course honey, I’m directin’.” He situates himself in a chair, just behind the camera, lighting a full-size cigar he’d pulled out from a little silver case. He’s almost too attractive like this, shirt open, trousers tight on his thighs. His hair is soft, falling onto his forehead when he doesn’t push it back and his face, despite its growing soft edges, is focussed on watching you. You squirm, as he presses the button to start the recording. 

“Right bunny, sink on down now, that’s it.” He adjusts the angle on the camera to better catch you from above. “That’s it baby, no - no actually, actually, kneel up for me bunny.” You do as he directs - this, you can do. Pushing your chest forward and spreading your knees. You lean up, rolling your hips a little to the beat of the song playing. 

“Oh, yeah, that’s it.” He puffs the cigar, his own legs spreading, you swallow, the outline of his cock gently hardening becoming more and more obvious to you. “That’s it baby, go on - move onto your hands and knees now, look at the camera.” You follow his directives, trying to lower yourself down as seductively as possible. You look up at the camera, knowing it’s getting both the perfect shot of your face - a perfect recreation of how you would look looking up at him on your knees between his thighs, as well as a perfect shot of your cleavage where it’s spilling out of the soft little bra. 

“That’s it baby, lie down.” You lower yourself down, ass up, unable to stop yourself grinding against a roll in the comforter underneath you. Elvis laughs, rolling his sleeves up, exposing his slim wrists, diamond encrusted Elvis bracelet jangling with the movement as he rubs himself over his trousers. “Roll over now baby, you can touch your little tits - but not, don’t touch that wet yittle cunt yet.” Your hips jerk, and your breath catches, 

“Oh, oh god, Elvis - that’s, that’s - have I really gotta wait?” He chuckles at you, 

“Yeah baby, go on now, roll over.” You do as he says, “That’s it baby, doing so well for me, that’s it now, suck those little fingers baby and You can touch.” 

“Touch my- my, pussy?” He shakes his head, 

“No bunny," He tuts, as if you're a child not listening to his instructions, "You’re not ready for that yet, touch those little nipples first.” You follow his instructions, wetting your fingers before bringing them down to circle your nipples, the fabric of the bra starting to go see through with your saliva. “That’s it baby, just like I did it earlier, pinch them a little, just a little bit.” You do and you can’t prevent your hips from wiggling, surprised at how much it’s turning you on. You’re starting to feel your pooling wetness dampening your panties. 

“Please, please let me touch,” He hums, 

“Not yet, yittle, not yet, go on now, down your stomach,” You trail your hand down, “Hold it there baby, just, just look at me.” You look over at him, “Hands on your thighs, just barely touch yourself honey, watch me.” He’s pulling his cock out now, ringed fingers grasping the chubby thing. You’re forced to watch as he jerks himself off, clearly well-practiced in the motions, his head falling back in pleasure, sweat starting to form in the hollow of his neck, bracelet jangling and necklace bouncing on his lightly haired chest with his movements. You would never admit it but you’re forced to swallow as drool starts to form in your mouth, your hands clenching on your inner thighs, trying desperately not to touch as you watch him. He rolls his head forward again, making eye contact with you as his hips jump from him brushing a thumb over his tip, a high-pitched moan escaping his lips. You can’t help it but respond in kind. 

“Go on then bunny - you can touch, but just, over those little panties for now - let the camera pick up that little wet spot, that’s it baby - that’s the angle, perfect. Lord, Jesus Christ, ain’t that a picture.” Your hand finally moves across to touch yourself properly, and you get a flashback to the way Maggie touched you last night, you try to copy her movements. Rubbing your clit over the fabric, your hips circling, before running your finger down, pressing the damp fabric into you a little bit. You moan, watching Elvis pull his hand away from himself, as if pulling himself back from the brink. 

“I can’t - please, please let me take them off,” He makes a considering humming noise before finally, finally, he agrees, 

“Strip them little white panties then doll, get ‘em off and throw them over here.” You do as he requests, and though you’re not wholly unsurprised you’re still slightly taken aback when he sniffs them before pressing the wet spot to his cock, using your slick as lube to move the fabric up and down on himself. Your fingers nudge against your folds, spreading yourself to allow for a finger to sink in. It meets little resistance; your vagina having had more of a work-out the past few days than it had in years. Your entrance is still a little sore, but you’re so wet and slippy that this is barely noticeable to you now in the moment, just adding a little edge to the feel of the second finger joining your first. You curl them, trying to hit the right spot inside you,  while your thumb circles your clit again. Your head presses against the bed as your eyes roll in pleasure, glad that there wasn’t any audio being recorded as your noises get louder and louder - more and more explicit. 

Suddenly, with your eyes closed you hear the click of the camera turning off and then you feel him, kneeling onto the bed, over the top of you. He pushes your hand out of the way, pulling your fingers out from yourself.  He’s grasping your hip with one hand, as his other tugs on himself once, twice, before moving his hand to spread your labia with two fingers, stroking down you with a third. He pushes one into you, his skin-warmed ring knocking against you. It’s so much thicker than your own, and he mouths at your neck, moving down to your breast, pulling on a nipple with his teeth as he sinks a second into you. You gasp as he crooks them in just the right way, your hips circling - you’re so close that you’re shuddering to completion as soon as he brushes a finger over your clit. The external stimulation mixed with the internal enough to send you over the edge. Your whole body tenses, stomach undulating as your toes curl and you tremble, moaning into his mouth as he kisses you - filthily, practically devouring you, his tongue forced into your mouth swallowing your noises.

Your lips are bitten raw by the time he pulls away, and you lie there, shakily taking a breath but it’s not long before he’s pulling you back to him, rolling you onto your front again. Your roughened nipples rub against the comforter as he pulls you back, pulling your hips up to meet his. He manhandles you into the perfect position for him to enter you from behind, sinking in to the hilt in one long stroke. You’re more than ready for him, if you hadn’t been before then your orgasm had certainly lubricated the way and you grunt into the sheets as he grips your hips and fucks into you. You don’t expect the force of his thrusts, the power from that famous pelvis, you know how little sleep he’s had the past couple of days. But still, he’s a solid form behind you, thick and sturdy. His stomach knocking against you as he drives into you with force. 

“That’s it - my sweet -  little - bunny, take it. Take - it.” He leans back slightly, his hand coming down to lightly stroke around your stretched hole, feeling the tightness in the skin right around the entrance, and the looseness that surrounds. Your mouth falls open in surprise, the touch unexpected, noise catching in your throat at the feeling. You can feel the sweat dripping off of him now, its cooling dampness making your bodies slide against each other. He pulls his hand back, spanking your ass, causing you to shudder against him, the tinge of pain mixed with the pleasure, and it causes him to rock perfectly against just the right spot in your walls. Getting in deep enough that you can feel his hips against yours and you can no longer work out where you end and he begins. You can feel yourself getting to the edge again and his hand slips further up, as if a reminder that it’s Elvis behind you can feel that bracelet rubbing against you, and his huge TCB ring catching on your skin, and he brushes his fingers over your clit, capturing it in his fingers. A moment later you’re shaking as a second orgasm crashes over you. You’re relieved he’d put you in this position, your arms giving out on you, only being held up by his hands on your hips, as you’d have simply collapsed had you been held in any other way. He chases his own completion, praising you the whole time that he fucks into you, 

“Yes - that’s it, god, lord, yes bunny, go for me again, that’s a good girl, such a good yittle girl. Gonna turn that camera back on - get a good look at you like this. Yeah baby. Gonna turn it back on.” You can feel his release inside of you as you hear his high-pitched whimper. He presses into you, placing a kiss on the back of your shoulder, before he pulls out, rushing to turn the camera back on. You can hear the whirr of the zoom as he focusses it onto his seed dripping out of you. It matches the feel of your trembling skin, and you hold still, letting him capture the shot. You hear the click again a moment later, and you relax onto the bed, collapsing on your front. You’re sure you’ll be lying in a wet spot but you find it hard to care. He pats your shoulder, 

“Gonna have something new to watch for the next flight huh?” 

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Writing anon #1 here with a few questions! As usual please don’t reply if you don’t want to. :)

What kind of character would you suggest writing for? Characters I’m currently interested in or characters I know more about? Perhaps a mix? I’m a little afraid that if I write for the characters I’m currently fixated on I’ll lose interest in them for awhile. For example, I’m currently interested in Daredevil but I know more about the Avengers because I hyperfixated on them in high school.

Where/how do you find inspiration and motivation to write? 

Do you think someone could write a relationship without having experienced it themselves? (Like a romantic relationship) I would assume it would just take a lot of research and editing to make sure it’s fairly realistic. Just like when you writing something else you don’t have experience in (like writing a character being a doctor or barista if you don’t have experience with that.)

Like the second anon I have a lot of trouble with outlining and plots. I usually get an idea I would love to write but have no idea what to do with it. Like how to get to the idea/scene or where to go from it. I really should try actually outlining and taking my time. I also really need to get my brain to understand that drafts are okay and normal. (I struggle with perfectionism, but I’m working on it.)

I realize now how number three might come across. I am an adult not a minor. I just had an extremely sheltered life growing up and have spent the few years I’ve been an adult dealing with a few things that are out of my control. So I haven’t had a romantic relationship of my own, I have read a ton of x reader fanfics and watched a lot of romcoms. And number four isn’t a question. :) Thank you so much in advance!

I'd say write for someone you like, someone you're comfortable with, and if you don't feel like you know enough about them to begin writing then that's easily fixed! rewatch/reread/re-whatever the thing that they're from and pay extra close attention, do it however many times you'd like, take notes. wiki's about the characters can also be super helpful for a ton of those little facts. but at the end of the day, write for whoever you like, whoever will be super fun to write for, whoever will make you excited to write. also you don't have to just choose one or even be stuck if you ever wanna move on, you make up the rules.

inspiration? i find that everywhere. sure, a movie is an easy thing to get my mind hooked on a fantasy, but most of my stories have just come to me in very mundane things. I've leaned into my own life experiences for a lot of sad stories (also used it as a therapeutic tool). there is literally inspiration everywhere, you just gotta open your eyes and see it. that weird tree right outside your window? that could be enough inspiration to begin a whole book. and as for motivation? well, first of all I really enjoy the whole process, so that helps a ton. I'm also autistic and have very good concentration, so I can easily just disappear completely into my wip. I'm also really good at just having it in my routine, sitting down and writing when I have the most energy for it. when I'm working on something very long, that's when it can become harder to keep that flame alive, but I think I've worked out a good rhythm to keep it going and not loose the drive to work on it: first of all, a detailed outline and notes. making a proper routine with it, though also not beating yourself up if it's a bad day and you only reread the last page 50 times, but don't actually write anything new. I also try my best to stay in the world while I work on it. like for when i'm not sitting and actively writing it, then I listen to music that fits the theme or watch movies or shows that have the vibe.

I think that truly depends on the person. some people can and some people can't. I personally don't write about too many subjects I don't have experience in (though still some like for example murder and some of the jobs the characters have, but my imagination can get me far enough to make me comfortable tackling those subjects). so yeah, that's so individual whether someone can do that well or not.

from my understanding of you from the very limited interactions we've had, I'd say that it'll probably continue to be difficult while you're not getting enough sleep for your brain to function properly as well as some other stressful things I could imagine is also going on and perhaps is the cause of the sleep issues. a few things that helps my perfectionism is to say that this draft will only be read by me and no one else, to say that this is only a silly little fanfiction just for the lols and not a fancy leather-bound novel, and also to aim for it simply to be finished and not for it to be perfect. and sometimes when it comes to beginning, you'll just have to jump straight in with the attitude of an imaginative and playful child. also sitting down and being like "okay, I'm not allowed to do anything other then come up with a story. I'm allowed to sit here, look around at my surroundings, and push through the boredom till my brain comes up with a story to entertain me". don't be afraid of slowing down and embracing the stillness, that's always where my best stuff comes from. and plot stuff? that is a huge subject and I'm not sure what advice could be beneficial for you. it's one of those things where learning about it on a technical level can be helpful, but only to get the sense into your bones and then throwing those rules and patterns out of the window like they never existed to begin with and just letting the flow of the story lead you.

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brother - ania ahlborn sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw ;  death , horror , language , murder , abuse

‘get away from me! get away, you fucking freak!’

‘why are you doing this?’

‘you couldn’t change if your life depended on it.’

‘oh, what? suddenly you can’t take a goddamn joke?’

‘you’re my trouble. ever think about that?’

‘what’s with you questioning every goddamn thing today?’

‘i’m tired of someone else telling me how to live my life.’

‘it feels bad for someone to mess with your shit, huh? it feels bad for them to do what they want with it like it belongs to them instead of you, doesn’t it?’

‘i’m sick and tired of your shit, (name). this is your last chance.’

‘just remember, if you ain’t my friend, you ain’t friends with no one.’

‘i’m not gonna be weird.’

‘so you’ve got some taste after all. good to know. though I already suspected that.’

‘I just feel like I’m suffocating. don’t you ever feel like you don’t belong somewhere, like you’re out of place?’

‘you know what they say—- some people get addicted to feeling bad because whenever they feel good they feel guilty.’

‘what’s wrong? you say something stupid?’

‘must be nice knowing someone’s taken an interest in you, huh? must feel good to get some attention instead of being ignored all the time.’

‘can you think about it? you able to process that little nugget of hard fucking truth?’

‘your mind’s getting muddy. you ain’t thinking straight.’

‘sometimes things only make sense in retrospect.’

‘I guess I just wanna see what else is out there. it wouldn’t be so bad seeing it if I wasn’t alone.’

‘don’t forget who you’re talking to, shithead.’

‘I asked you a fucking question. you best answer before I get pissed.’

‘you want her you gotta bring her into the fold.’

‘I was just kidding, you idiot. take a fucking joke.’

‘I told you. it’s a secret. you can’t come.’

‘nobody’s gonna hear ya. nobody’s gonna save ya. nobody’s gonna remember. i’m gonna wipe ya out.’

‘you protect me, don’t you? because you love me.’

‘I don’t wanna talk about her. I just wanna go to sleep.’

‘you already forgot me. i’m nothing to you.’

‘I love you. I want you to be happy, but what about me?’

‘what the hell is wrong with you today? you sick or something?’

‘you look like hell and you’re acting weird.’

‘for you, nothing matters. you gotta have free will or some guts for shit to matter, and you don’t got neither.’

‘calm the fuck down, huh? I worked a long time on this. don’t ruin the fun.’

‘refusing gifts is rude.’

‘we all know you’re lying, and that’s against the rules.’

‘time to prove you’re really worth something after all.’

‘what are you doing ? what have you done?’

‘please. I never meant to hurt no one.’

‘you just did that to yourself.’

‘I never meant for any of this to happen.’

‘i’m gonna cut you free. but you gotta promise me you won’t run.’

‘we’re gonna get out of here together, but you gotta trust me. okay?’

‘did you kill ‘em?’

‘revenge is hard to resist. I got personal experience with that.’

‘can’t blame me for looking away from the thing that hurt me and looking toward the thing that would hurt you instead.’

‘go on. put her out of her misery’

‘you ruined her life. you think she’s ever gonna forgive you for that?’

‘you think a sorry sack like you could do something right for once?’

‘after she dies you won’t wanna live anyways.’

‘(name) would’ve love it if she wasn’t already dead.’

‘you and me, to the death. an eye for an eye.’

‘I trusted you. I thought you were special.’

‘I was going to run away with you. now I’m just running away.’

[mrskyoraku]

Out and About Ft: @kenpachisbrat @bleach-your-panties A/N: When they get lost from their husbands and decide to go out drinking. TW: drinking, suggestive language and themes (please excuse the non edits 💀

The gigai’s were ready to be used for a little funny day with the three couples who resided in the seireitei. “Stop looking so grouchy it wouldn’t kill you to spend some time together like this.” Reye looked at her husband. “We could have spent time together back at home but we had to come here,” he grumbled. 

“Oh come on Kenpachi it’s not that bad besides trying something new.” Shunsui smiled.

“We plan accordingly to make sure we get to do all the things on the list of things.” A small notebook in Izuru’s hand looking at some of the events happening today.

“Babe lets just go with the flow and not to a schedule lets be real that shit don’t work.” Yasue looked at her own husband, closing the little notebook. “It doesn’t it sucks the fun out.” Valerie looked around the vicinity they were in to see where would be a good place to go first. As the couple began walking around it was pretty packed today in the little town. It was pretty easy for the girls to maneuver around but the men were a bit hard. Through the crowds they realized they were separated from the men. “1,2,3” Reye counted the three of them “well shit.” I don’t see them in the crowd.” Standing on her tippy toes. 

“Should we go look for them?” Valerie scratched her head. 

“Do you wanna go back in the crowd?!? Not me, that's dangerous as it is.” Yasue placed her hands on her hips.

“Hmmmm I mean we can go to the bar across and we can keep an eye out.” 

It didn’t take long for them to all agree to go into the bar. 

Meanwhile the men ended up in the other part of town. “Where the hell did they go?!?” Izuru looking up and down the streets. “See this is why we plan!”

“Planning doesn’t work. They either are looking for us or going to go bullshit around.” Kenpachi in an annoyed tone. Grumbling at the annoyance of all the people around. “Why the fuck are there so many people today anyways?!” 

“Beats me.” Shunsui sighed “let’s just see if we can find them” . They all looked at their phones and there was no reception. “What’s the good of these things if we can’t use them?” 

The three women order their drinks,  doing small cheers. “Where do you think they are?” Valerie asks to take a drink.

“Either one of two things.. one at a bar or two trying to look for us.” Reye leaned back against the seat. 

“Izuru losing his shits in the process.” Yasue thinks about her husband's reaction at this moment. “Well at least we can unwind a bit. It’s been a moment since we had this type is ‘girls day'’” 

“She is right. Fuck it let’s enjoy!!” Reye said, lifting her drink up.

Clinking their glasses once more the girls began drinking more. They were full of life and reminiscing on stories in the gotei 13.

“No he  didn’t really?!” Reye and Yasue looked at Valerie who was nodding.

“He did and in that moment I guess you can say was when I knew he loved me. I wouldn’t give it up until that day. Then the daily dose from then on.” 

“Now it makes sense that . Who would have guessed that prick Tokinada had a child”  Yasue looked at Valerie.

“Then that's when the romance heated up. Well when thinking about it you were more reserved in the beginning then it seemed you guys couldn’t stop touching.”

“Still can’t stop touching.” Valerie proudly smiled. “As guilty as I am about it, you two little birds ain't so innocent.” “I know I ain’t no saint.” Reye chuckled.

“Is that whole #4  this week so far?”  Yasue chuckled

“To be exact 6  on each day of the week.” “Your back ain’t out of commission I’m surprised.” Valerie jokes.

“We learned a few things to avoid but the holes still remain.” Reye smirked “about that cake you had  yesterday, Yasue.” she was referring ‘cake’

“My cake was yummy. Every single bit of it.” raising her brow up your lips pulling a grip.

“Which was your favorite part?” Valerie looked at her smirking.

“The frosting.” Yasue pronounced the frosting specifically to what it was related to. 

“THE FROSTING!” Both Reye and Valerie hacked laughing. Some of the people looked at the three girls laughing loudly at the comment frosting. As the girl continued their way through the town they hopped from bar to bar. Searching high and low for the three women. Izuru seemed more determined to find them; his blue bell was in a city thinking of a scene in his mind of a damsel in distress. In reality Captain Ikeda was having the time of her life. Going into the bar “Just sit down, have a drink then we can look for them again.” Shunsui patted Izuru’s back.

“But Taichou-.” Izuru was cut off by Kenpachi “Just sit down, we haven't found them in 3 hours, they are most likely bullshiting around at this point.”  Kenpachi spoke.

Reluctant, he took a seat and some of them ordered a drink. “Atta boy Kira. We will find them eventually and they won't get into that much trouble.” Kenpachi and Izuru looked at the scruffy  taichou. “Are we talking about the same girls?” Izuru spoke

“The same THREE women that don’t  know their personal alcohol limit.? One of them with the precise aim of throwing her shoe at someone and nailing them for a knockout.” Kenpachi said. “The other one who has no filter when she is speaking and challenges anyone.” Izuru spoke 

“Have you not forgotten who YOU married?” Kenpachi.

Shunsui stood silent taking a drink before he responded “The woman who hated my guts from the moment she set foot in squad 8 was ironically the same woman I put a ring on.” “Sure you make it all nice sounding right now but not in the beginning.”  Izuru sighed.

“Well as I see it people are put in our paths some stay and some go I think about as a cherry blossom tree. Sure many people can come into your life just like a cherry blossom tree has many flowers produced and when it's time for them to call off so do connections… There are other people who are branches that will be your support and will last a long time. They are a part of you and the strong hold they strong your guys' connections are. Fragile in the beginning then over time becomes stronger. I’ve been with many cherry blossoms and they always come and go but with her she stood and she was my branch.” Kira gave a slight pout look at the touching sentiment.  Kenpachi did understand what he was trying to say but he didn’t want to be that mushy. The simple fact  is his own wife was a pain but he loved every minute of it how she could handle herself and wasn’t afraid of him she challenged the man every moment she got.  Kira on the other hand he was a bit insecure about dating a Captain at first but he came to realize over time passing it didn’t matter the status of who was what as long as he knew they were both happy it was good enough for him. 

The sudden shriek coming from outside the three men heard the distinct voice seeing the three women passing by laughing hard there slumping walk. “Well now fellas told ya we would find them.” Shunsui smiled, chugging the rest of his drink.

“Ahhh shit we need to catch them before something happens.” Kenpachi made the chair screech as he got up. He was the first one out. “Oi Reye!” All three of them pause. They were all thinking the same thing, ‘shit they found us.’ “What do we do?!?!” Valerie said in a loud whisper to them.

“Just act normal… if all plans fail we run in different directions.” Reye. “Fuck it I’m down.” Yasue responded. 

“You all are not good whisperers. Run Reye I dare ya.” Kenpachi smirked “In our defense we did try to look for y'all.” Yasue responded, “We just ended up getting a drink.” “And another.” Valerie responded

“And another,” Reye added, “and now we are here.” “Hi zaddy.” Valerie spoke in a cute tone looking over a Shunsui.

“Mi Querida aww”  Shunsui chuckled, walking towards her his hands running through her hair, “ you are going to have the biggest hangover tomorrow.”

Kenpachi and Izuru till Kenpachi spoke “da fuck she call you?” 

“Supreme of all daddies. Zaddy” Valerie smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist her cheeks were pink hinting she was turnt

Kenpachi was trying to process the drunken wife of Shunsui “ it doesn’t make sense. Woman, don't you think about calling me that” 

Reye rolled her eyes. “Okay Zaddy.” Kenpachi gave her the side eyes ‘she is testing me....’ he said to himself.

“That looks like hole number 7 in the works.” Yasue laughed. “Hey Izuru you wouldn’t mind me calling you zaddy right?” Izuru blushing hard “Blue bell lets not do this in public”

“Why not zaddy?” Yasue chuckled.

“Now look at what you started.” Shunsui chuckled, pressing a kiss on her forehead.

“Should we get going then? It's kinda late?” Kira looked at his watch. “NO!” the three women exclaimed.

“The night is still young and if you wanna get lucky tonight we will stay out longer.” Yasue chuckled. 

“We might leave soon, you know how she can get like this.” Shunsui looked down at his wife holding onto her hands as she tried to free them and unbutton his shirt “Honey not yet.” “Yeah I think me and Reye are gonna have a little chat right now back at home on what we would do if we split up and not go drinking.”

“Joy kills.” Reye crossed her arms. Kenpachi easily picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder “ Put me down!”

“Make me.” Kepachi walked away with her.

“Fine fine let's go then.” Yasue linking her arm around Izuru dragging him off in the same direction.

“I can honestly say we made it just in time before we caught them riding any statues.” Shunsui chuckled.  

“Or them laughing so hard they were falling around.” Izuru responded 

“Or join in a bar fight. Well I joined in that too,” Kenpachi chuckled. 

[rei-caldombra]

Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic Anime Episodes 4-9 Review - Rose is a 10/10.

Back for another post about Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic anime, covering episodes 4-9. I’m still loving this show and wanna talk about it more without waiting until the end. Spoiler warning. I edited the image used for the thumbnail, feel free to use it fellow Rose simps. 

The greatness in episode 8 and 9 is the main reason I am writing a new post now and will be the bulk of the post, but I’ll talk a bit about the earlier episodes. Watching the three main characters slowly grow and come into their own has been nice to watch. I still enjoy seeing them have slightly different outlooks while still connecting on the basis of the crazy situation they were thrust in. They all needed different amounts of time and experiences to process things and make up their mind. Hopefully we will get some more great stuff from seeing them be together again for the big battle. We got some solid new characters

I didn’t mention how I feel about the OP in the first post, I think it’s really great. The music really gets you hyped. The art is great, everyone looks awesome and has very detailed and expressive looks. I don’t have too much to say about the ED, it’s fine but nothing notable to me. It does remind you of the life Suzu had before coming here, which at least gives some relevant purpose to the visuals. 

A minor gripe is that as of now I really don’t see the purpose of the future vision that Usato was shown. I don’t really feel like it changed his way of thinking or his actions. I did not feel like he was especially cocky or not taking the situation seriously, and he already had Rose instilling in him (and us as the viewer) that war is terrible and that he will be responsible for keeping people alive. Maybe there will be more to it later but I do not think this did anything for me as of now. It may have just had the purpose to drive up tension but I do not think forcing it with something dramatic like this was needed. 

Now onto the highlight of the middle section of the anime, episodes 8 and 9 which cover Rose’s backstory. Hearing my favorite voice actress Konomi Kohara in episode 8 was a welcome surprise. Her voice for Aul is probably the hardest to recognize out of anything I've heard from her as the tone is very different. I immediately thought about it upon hearing her talk but was not certain until her crying when she got punched convinced me. I’d know her yelling and crying noises anywhere. Kohara excels at bringing cute, cheerful energy that immediately makes you endear for the character. 

I think the time we got with Rose’s original squad was well done. It gave us enough time to let us feel the bond, but not so long that we felt we were wasting time with characters we knew would be dying. Aul is the only one who gets proper focus, but for the purpose of the unit focus on all of them was not needed. We also did get a nice moment that helped us feel that the other members were all people with names and lives. The scene where Rose talks to the parents of Josh hits hard and got me genuinely emotional. It's great for the world to have the events of that fight have an impact on more than just Rose. Hearing such a positive spin on the death of a soldier really hit hard. I hope most parents of fallen soldiers can reach the point of healthy acceptance that these two did. This scene both helps Rose and for the point of this blurb, reminds us that even though the other members like Josh did not get focus, they have some more substance than just extra soldiers. 

A criticism I have seen levied was that it took too long to get the war content that it’s been building up to. It did take quite a while to get some proper action, but the action delivers. It is by no means at the top level of anime action that we have gotten in recent times, but it is good. The art is pretty great while being fun and engaging, with one of the best moments of the show being her chucking trees. There was solid pacing too, with the action not being stopped for too long by exposition. I enjoyed this fight and hope the upcoming fights are up to its caliber at least. 

I really appreciate the show bringing up how losing her eye in the battle made a big difference in the moment. A pet peeve of mine is how often shows degrade the impact and weight of a character losing an eye. Most of the time they just keep fighting the same as normal or acclimate way too fast. I love her mentioning specifically that her depth perception is off because of losing her eye. In a proper battle that would make a massive difference. And while losing an eye only takes away about 30% of your vision, that could also mean the difference between life and death when you have arrows and magical blasts aimed at you. Characters barely changing from losing an eye sabotages dramatic weight and breaks my immersion in combat. I appreciate that this show gave her losing her eye the gravity it deserves in the moment even if it was just a bit of dialogue. Just the proper acknowledgement of the issues losing an eye brings means a lot to me. 

The battle ending with the demon commander being saved is also an interesting one. They’re clearly setting up here that the demons are not meant to just be evil adversaries. It also shows the strength of Rose’s character by not having her fall into a blind rage and completely flipping as a character. Even after seeing her friends be killed, she still saw the meaning in her adversary wanting to save someone dying on the battlefield. This hits Rose at the core of who she is. Both humans and demons have people they care about and want to save. Up to this point I honestly didn’t have anything to say about the demons as they seemed like your standard demonic adversaries, but this makes me feel positive that we will get solid substance from them.

I think Rose’s fall into depression and recovery is well done. I like how we got a variety of her thoughts rather than jumping straight to a strong reaction. She did contemplate suicide, but she is engaging in self-punishment and doesn’t believe she has the right to die. But what should she do with this life? She thought about going on a demon murder rampage and getting revenge, but she already recognized that is not the right thing to do. She spent over a month stuck in her depression rather than going back so we can infer she considered quitting altogether. Another great aspect of Rose’s emotional side of things is how she gave herself the pep talk based on her memories, rather than getting a stereotypical pep talk from someone else. It’s important to show how support from others is important for emotional processing, but getting over every emotional hump doesn’t come from someone telling you how great you are, and sometimes you do need to work through things yourself internally. The king and other knight checking up on her likely helped but this is clearly not written the same as a pep talk. Sometimes people can work through things on their own with enough time to process. And this isn’t from negative behavior like her not accepting help or having a bloated ego. The problem was all internal and there is no way anyone else could have properly related to her as no one else has the capabilities she does. I love that it took a long time for her to reach this. It’s important to note how long it takes to cope with your emotions. And to return to the pep talk point, sometimes those pep talks that make a person’s emotional state do a complete 180 make it seem like overcoming bad emotions is easy. I really like her growth comes from her thinking about their lives rather than about their deaths. It’s obvious that after a horrific event like she experienced, she would hyperfixate on their deaths. She already had the answer as Aul was dying, that she should not hate herself and to continue being the strong and kind person she is. 

She was also told by Josh's parents that she should not be ashamed of herself and what she has done. But the severity of the moment muted the positive impact of those words. When she is able to think about what came before that terrible event, she realizes the proper way to think. By remembering what her squad said while they were alive, she was able to put her own life into perspective and find a goal. Knowing everything that happens, it feels like a logical conclusion for Rose to focus entirely on saving lives. As a character within the archetype of the tough brutal teacher, Rose feels far above the rest as a dynamic and fleshed out character who does not exist just to be hated. She does the usual drill sergeant type of thing while having proper motivation and emotional reasoning behind it. She’s not brutal just so the main character has to struggle, she is brutal because of her backstory that stands entirely on its own. Rose really is a fantastic character by all metrics and she alone makes this show worth the watch. 

This show continues to have great characters and excellent execution. We did have to wait a little too long for some great action with overall slow pacing, but it was still enjoyable, and I see some value in the slow buildup. The buildup was very successful for Rose’s side of things, so I feel confident that the buildup will have been worth it for Usato’s side as well. Hopefully this anime will continue on strong through to its conclusion. Thanks for reading!

[serafilms]

just some of my fav content that kpop (boy) groups have put out (very specific!!!)

i spend many an hour on it (like actually just one hour) because i don’t want to work on my wips!!!

nct 127 hit the states: haechan x dallas

HAECHAN SILVER HAIR HAECHAN SILVER HAIR i will never shut up. this and purple and we go up brown/rainbow are his best looks idgaf. they’re just soo cute here and having so much fun and i can’t even believe how fun it looks :(( i wanna have a day like this

nct 127 hit the states: mark x vancouver

such a beautiful scenery and seeing mark be so happy in his hometown w the rest of 127 is so cute. taeil and jungwoo are so funny here too

boynextdoor pretty u cover

SLAYED! nothing more to say. i love bnd performances they ate down period.

beomgyu kids’ café on workman

the editing is so funny in this video PLS and the way the little girls all hated him but the boys were obsessed with him 😭 the café staff are so fun and nice too 👍 i love beomgyu sm

nct dream candy mv

no explanation required. once you candy you never stop candying. the cutest music video EVER i love it so much. nct dream mv’s always EAT. hello future, we go up, chewing gum, go, life is still going on (track video but still cute), hot sauce

txt lo$er=lover office attack version

so creative and fun and they look so good 😋

nct dream rooftop fight

so glad they actually did this bc i was waiting for it for so long 😭 they hyped it up for so many years did NOT disappoint. nct will never not be funny.

stray kids fancy cover

THE WAY I ACTUALLY FORGOT THIS HAPPENED UNTIL JUST NOW WHEN I WAS GOING THROUGH MY YOUTUBE PLAYLIST. omg we moved on too soon

boynextdoor funnextdoor

i’m actually in the process of watching it rn but i’m actually so amazed at how genuine and funny they are?? usually a lot of groups (excluding survival show groups) take a while to warm up to the cameras and talk to them and be natural around them and their members in front of them, but you can really tell how comfortable bnd are with each other and even though they’re warming up the the cameras, they’re so cute about it and so natural and outgoing that it’s not awkward at all and so fun to watch! and on that note….

boynextdoor what? door!

they’re so funny omg also bc why are hybe editors so slay?? will never stop promoting bnd (+zb1!!! love riize too but they have sufficient hype tbh i need bnd appreciation!! 5th gen boy groups let’s gooooo)

zerobaseone zbtv

ok so this list actually isn’t specific anymore but can u blame me. they’re so funny in all of the episodes how am i to choose just one. zb1 are quite literally one of the absolute funniest groups I’ve ever seen. love them sm PLEASE stan before they disband 😞

eunchae star diary with sunghoon and heeseung

EUNCHAE !!!!! she’s so cute i love eunchae star diary 😭 this was more awkward than the jake ni-ki one tbh but it was really cute too 👍 and the way sunghoon kept trying to weasel out the tea from her like leave that girl alone hoon 😭😭

honourable mentions to the kyujin and hiyyih episodes too!! bc it’s so fun to see eunchae with her friends

en o’clock episode 12

the one where they did like the high up line training course thing idk what it’s called and they were wearing camo print like military ish stuff idk man but it’s so funny and their early days r so cute

en o’clock episodes 32 and 33

the irl among us episodes 😭😭

boys planet jelly pop

MY GODDDDDD JELLY POP ZHANG HAO I LOVE U SM. i wish he liked women and was 4 years younger and went to my uni. i purchased many zhang hao pc’s recently. jelly pop my #7 most played song in spotify. i watched it too many times. saved so many edits. ilysm king.

txt idol human theatre when they went to that house

the way the managers lifted taehyun out of the pool gets me every single time 😭😭😭

txt idol human theatre during blue hour era

my fav idol human theatre episode EVER. so funny and i love blue hour era sm‼️

stray kids family 3rd anniversary

skz with wigs will never not be iconic. and why did jeongin and felix lowkey devour acting elderly like???

to do x txt flying yoga episode 83

i love this episode so much actually omfg PLEASEE they’re so funny 😭 kpop idols doing any kind of strenuous movement exercise is my favourite content ever

to do x txt self defense episode 104

this one is CRIMINALLY underrated actually. wdym both parts don’t have 1 million views at least? can’t tell you how many times i had to rewind bc i was enjoying it so much 🫶🫶 i have plans to rewatch this soon so i also can learn some self defense moves.

run bts episode 55

this whole trip starts from ep 53 but them slapping each other’s asses and trying not to laugh is one of the funniest things i’ve ever watched actually,, this was one of the first run bts vids i watched on vlive and it brings me back when i see clips of it 😢

the nct show (nct 2020 but in 2022)

i love LOVE when nct all gets together :( nct 2018 and nct world 2.0 !!!! everything happens for a reason and sungchan and shotaro belong in riize but this video is so fun and they’re all so cute together!! field day episodes!!!!!! this and hybe game caterers fr

007” 00” the nct show

same as previous with extra emphasis on I LOVE THE 00 LINE HOKY FUCK. yangyang ❤️❤️❤️ i need to watch more wayv content i miss him

upper side dreamin’ halloween version behind the scenes

sunoo dancing to mama at the end is peak editing. enha vs ghosts let’s go!!! they’re all so cute and funny in this 🥳🥳 the way ni-ki abandoned the camera man bye 😭

txt magic island mv

words cannot express how much i miss the dream chapter: magic era. how i wish i could find a song that makes me feel the way run away and magic island do. the things i’d do to listen to that album for the first time omfg!!!! anyways this mv and the run away mv make me so emotional like 😭😭😭 also old bts txt lore used to be so confusing to me like i would spend soo so long trying to figure it out

anyways that’s it bc youtube search and sorting history filters are ass so i can’t find many more but i hope at least 1 person finds a new video to watch from this.

[shmaptainwrites]

Hey, so I totally understand if you don't feel comfortable answering this. I was just curious if you had any like tips for writing? I'm new to writing, especially about Wilson, and I LOVED your stories and blurbs and etc. I'm just having trouble like getting out there and getting my own ideas written as well as certain requests. Anyways again, it's totally ok if you don't have an answer! Great work, btw!

oh my goodness nonnie i’m so honoured you came to ask me about this and i’d love to share a bit about my process with you!

first i wanna put a little disclaimer: this is just my process and not necessarily some tried and tested thing, it’s just what works for me, and if it doesn’t work for you that’s okay! sometimes you’ll find things that don’t work for you before the stuff that does

so usually most of the stuff i write starts with a small concept or idea, and from there depending on how much motivation/inspiration i have i go one of two ways. if i have a lot of motivation and inspiration i often just go in head first and write without an outline and just get everything out into a document while the creative juices are still flowing.

if i’m feeling like i enjoy an idea but am a little stuck on the progression of things in my head, or i have motivation but a LOT of ideas i want to include, i’ll make an outline to help guide me, this is just really rough bullet points, sometimes interspersed with small pieces of dialogue i want to include for certain scenes

i think getting a feel for what type of things you enjoy is pretty key, but that just comes with practice which is also how you can improve your writing skills (along with reading! my english teacher always used to say a good writer is also a good reader)

i’ve done a lot of fandom hopping since i was a teen and so not being hard on myself when inspiration begins to fade for one thing or move to another helps me always come back to writing even after hiatuses that can last years (i never force myself to write if really not feeling it, because then it’s not enjoyable anymore and this should be a fun experience!)

in terms of characterization, sometimes having a beta reader who is familiar with the fandom is helpful because then they can tell you if they’re struggling to hear something in the character’s voice or think they may respond to a situation differently than you had described

i think all writers have certain preferences for certain parts of stories, for example, i know some people who much prefer dialogue to description or vice versa, now sometimes when you’re stuck there’s ways to get around doing one or the other, but really you can do whatever you want as long as the flow of your story is good. also on this topic, if you’re really feeling drawn to writing a particular scene that’s not linearly next in your storyline, do it anyways! there’s no rules that say you have to write your story linearly, if jumping around from scene to scene works for you then go for it

okay i think this is probably a lot and i can’t really think of anything else that would be helpful at the moment, but i hope this helps on your writing journey and please feel free to continue to reach out and update me on how things are going!

edit: i forgot to mention, also don’t feel obligated to take requests if they don’t work for you! i honestly almost always have my requests closed and when i open them it’s for short periods of time and for blurbs which i find more manageable:)

[woundedheartwithin]

All right, folks, my ko-fi shop is set up and ready to go!  I’m still uploading products, so if you don’t see your favorite double exposure, be sure to check back later!

You can also tip me if you like my writing, my virtual photography, or just wanna help me out in general!  I’m thinking about opening commissions on my double exposures and virtual photography only, but we’ll see how the shop does first.  If that’s something you’d like to see in the future, please don’t hesitate to drop me a message.  In the meantime, if there’s any particular game you’d like to see, or any specific images from my virtual photography tag you’d be interested in purchasing a print of, feel free to let me know!

I’ll post a breakdown of why I price the way that I do under the cut, if that’s something you’re interested in seeing.  I know a lot of folks want to see exactly what they’re paying for!

So why $20?  I price all of my prints this way so that shipping is always free!  I use WHCC to fulfill all of my print orders because they can do a much better job of printing and packaging a perfect product for you than I ever could.  This ensures that the process is as efficient and cost effective as possible, and you get a beautiful, professional quality print delivered straight to your door in packaging that will keep it safe and protected.  This also ensures the lowest possible cost of shipping internationally.  They’re also just wonderful folks in general, and their customer service is second to none, not to mention the print quality is absolutely stunning, so I trust them completely with handling your orders!  Of course, if there is an issue, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me, and I will take care of it for you.

Drop shipping through WHCC has a flat rate of $7.95 in the U.S., and $7.95 international shipping plus additional possible fees depending on the country, though none of the countries I entered into the USPS shipping calculator had any additional fees.  USPS international shipping is actually very reasonable, and because you will be getting a flat envelope, standard postage rates typically apply.  I’ve also been using USPS international shipping for years with my goat halter business, and have never seen any exorbitant rates come through on any of my orders.  

Additionally, the cost of printing your 8x10 luster print (semi-gloss) is $2.75, bringing the total overhead cost to $10.70.  Given that most of my double exposures take a minimum of three hours to complete, not including time spent in game capturing the images used in each edit, that brings my hourly compensation to $3.10, give or take, for a total profit of $9.30.  I don’t include time spent in game because, well, I’m playing a video game!  I enter photomode as the spirit moves me, often with no real idea in mind for a potential double exposure.  Usually I just stop and say something like, “Oh wow, that’s neat,” and then spend half an hour taking pictures.  It’s fun for me, and I enjoy it immensely, and that’s payment enough for that part of the process.

By and large, I consider each of my double exposures a labor of love, and I do them because I enjoy them and I want them to exist.  But, to be perfectly frank, I could use the extra income for my medical bills, so I decided maybe a print shop wouldn’t be such a bad idea, since so many folks were interested in them on Twitter.  Admittedly, I haven’t had much luck with selling my prints with my other shop, so even though I will be making less in terms of profit with ko-fi, it does seem to be a more user friendly option.  The other shop is still open if you’d prefer to purchase from there, though the shipping is not free (which I think might be some folks’ issue with it).  

Either way, thanks so much for reading and for supporting me!

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🌻 🌻 🌻 !!!!!

HIIII HI HI THANK YOUU 🥰

1. There’s Talks about two friends and me moving in together and though I’m a little careful (I’ve seen many friendships torn apart after becoming roomies) I’m CAUTIOUSLY VERY EXCITED!! I currently live in a small studio apartment with very little interaction between the housemates and I love a little personal space but Bro I Miss being having roommates. I don’t mind getting most of my social kicks from going out and meeting people but going on holiday I’m always hit with how pleasant it is to live with a whole bunch of friends around me at all times.

2. Jumping off 1^, I’ve also noticed I benefit a lot from having people around me as an artist. Art and writing (my big passions) are incredible but they’re also very SOLITARY experiences. I’ve noticed that many artist-influencers (especially on tiktok) are really good at editing their videos to make it seem like art is a quick, fun, relaxing and social process, but in practice art-creation takes fucking hours and usually those hours are spent in isolation. As much as I want to draw for the rest of my life, I notice that sitting hunched over a tablet for half a day without having people around me to pull me back to earth when I get too lost in the sauce just isn’t super good for my mental health, so I cannot wait to move into a home with palz and Exist & do Art Together

3. Now that I’m already monologuing lets make it 3/3; I notice that many artists stop drawing as much as soon as they leave high-school/adolescence. This is super understandable (adult life is busy as hell) but many of them (me included) are a little sad about it. Here’s what I’ve done to remedy this a little bit & keep drawing consistently as an adult;

Figure out why art appeals to you, figure out why you gravitated towards art, why you need it, and then listen to that need. If you create art to tell stories; tell stories. If you create art to make money; sell merch or take commissions. If you create art purely for yourself; DO THAT. If you wanna retain a hobby make sure you still do it for you. And if you find out that you don’t really feel the need to create art anymore don’t you dare resent yourself for it that’s fine. You’re not defined by what you create, you’re defined by what drives you & if creating art doesn’t drive you that’s totally fine you can do whatever you want forever! 💖

Find your Artist Identity Sweet Spot. I, for example, don’t find the life of a full-time freelance artist appealing. It sounds stressful and not suited to my needs, that’s why I combine it with two other part-time jobs and never refer to myself as an artist in a commercial way. What’s more, I try to make space for art as a social activity to meet my extroverted needs. Live drawing! Collaborations! Art-dates! Figure drawing! The lifestyle of the solemn solitary artist just doesn’t suit my golden retriever ass no matter how much I thought it had to, and the sooner I figured that out the sooner I could work to fit art into my life more comfortably. Don’t try to fit some arbitrary artist mold. It doesn’t exist and it’s only gonna make you sad. There is no The Artist, there is only YOU; THE ARTIST.

Speaking of you; draw for YOU I cannot overstate this enough. Appeal to YOURSELF and you’ll always have an audience. Cringe culture is FAKE. Online art discourse is a BLACK VORTEX. Following your passions is BASED and you have to do it RIGHT NOW. I’ve been unabashedly drawing SELF-INDULGENT TTRPG CONTENT for an audience of 7 for the past 2 years and I’m so in my own front-seat about it. I’m much happier than I was trying to appeal to ppl who only appreciated my art when I deliberately tried to cater to them. I promise; if you feel like people’s expectations are limiting you in what you truly want to do; there’s people out there who will truly appreciate your work and trying to cater to those who don’t is only gonna piss you off in the long run. Draw whatever makes you happy I don’t give a fuck what it is as long as it makes you happy.

Sorry for talking so much here’s a picture of a mural I saw yesterday

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Morgana’s 2022 Year in Review

So, another year comes to a close. Lots of interesting developments, as always, and I like looking back and seeing what's changed and what I've succeeded with, and what I want to do over the next year.

The Successes

So for starters, I think the biggest boon has been me getting to spend shy of a month with my girlfriend over the course of the year. I love her so much, and I'm so glad we got to spend so much time together, and that we reached our first anniversary together.

Secondly, I closed the year off getting promoted to a full time position, a big step towards achieving self-sufficiency down the line. This was a big goal of mine for this year, and I'm very glad I was both able to achieve it, and that I've been able to use that for pushing forwards other things I enjoy.

The Surprises

This summer kicked off an FGC arc for me, where I used P4U2's rollback announcement and implementation to finally learn how to play fighting games. I didn't become impressive, by any means, but I had a lot of fun, and I was honestly satisfied with how quickly I was able to catch on. As a bonus, this also resurged my interest in making and editing videos, which eventually culminated in my clip compilation, A Very S'okay Persona.

Unfortunately, this was cut short by my going full-time, but I still cherish what I learned and how it's shaped my creative process going forward.

I commissioned quite a bunch of art pieces this year. Most of them were Fire Emblem fanart, especially for beloved best girl Mozu, but I also some original pieces for my recently designed online persona. Writing design docs for sending to commission artists was a nice process for clearing the rust from some of my writing skills, especially where descriptions are concerned.

My transition is still going smoothly. Medicine-wise I switched to needle monotherapy earlier this year and it's been generally better for me, at least from my perspective. (A lot less awkward planning to take pills around mealtime, a lot less in the way of unwanted side effects.) I got really into my voice training, to the point where I was consistently passing over phone calls!

I’ve been bouncing around a few of the modding sub-communities and ended up becoming a server blorbo. Okay I jest, but in all seriousness I’m glad I’ve been able to make some new friends online without it being predicated upon someone else’s preexisting dynamics. I’m glad to not be a friend of a friend this time! (Now if only that could extend to irl)

Of course, it's not all sunny. I've still been struggling with the transition not being properly acknowledged by the family, with those feelings being further exacerbated by attempts of doing an official coming out seemingly falling on deaf ears. I still have hangups about this iust becoming my cross to bear, but it's clear that there isn't much else I can do/say at this point. It sucks, but it's whatever, and at least now I can put my energy elsewhere.

The Plans

As for my goals for 2023, I'm still sticking to not making full on resolutions and instead keeping on general directions I want to work towards, as such:

- I wanna continue making videos. Maybe not FGC related, but I do wanna pivot my focus back to FE. I like Excelblem's format of video style, but I'm not someone with challenge run smarts. I think I'd rather do summations that would appeal more to casual players, and talk about the little parts of the games that I love. I'm hoping that Engage's release in 3 weeks is a good catalyst for this idea, although I'll have an uphill battle with my job.

- I want to devote more time to writing Royals of the Tempest. My writer's block has finally broken again, and I want to use the time I'm not actively working (or making videos) towards trying to get as much done with RotT as possible. There's a lot to get done, so I'm unsure if a manuscript would be ready in one year, but I'm hopeful about having most of it done down the line.

- I don't think moving out is something that'll happen soon, especially since I'm waiting on my girlfriend to finish up college, so my hope is to keep building up my nest egg so when that time comes, we can be prepared. I know I'm not in the best living space mentally speaking, but I think I can bide my time until then.

- Of course, I will make an exception towards commissions. I love commissioning art, and I do want to keep that up. I'm hoping to get to do some bigger ideas this time around, especially now that I have better integrated myself with some artist schedules.

- And lastly, I want to be bolder about myself. I've joked with some of my friends about the start of the slut arc, and while I'm not so inclined to cross the en-ess-eff-double-u line just yet, I am feeling more and more confident that I could try doing saucier stuff, or at the very least stop tip-toeing around stuff I've been holding back on. What that looks like remains to be seen, but I will let my friends now when and if that happens.

So, that’s all I had to ponder on. Hope you all have a wonderful 2023 and I hope to see you all again.

(Enjoy this pic of me trying to clear out the twists in my hair lmaoooooo)