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BUNDLE OF SKETCHBOOKS (jan2020 -> nov22) is here !
IT'S UP i forgot to share it here ***officially*** before BUT IT'S HERE :D
6 (technically 7) sketchbooks i've worked in since january 2020 until november 2022!!!! (the next one, nov.22 to april 2023 is also available :3c)
you can observe the start of my saw and breaking bad obsession........which isn't nothing yknow :J
They really encapsulate how i went through different phases of what medium i used, mostly for the first ones, it's the start of me not only using an erasable medium (pencil+eraser) YIPEEEE probably biggest and best thing that happened to me in my life-time of drawing lol
i hope you'll enjoy it as much as i enjoyed looking back through these <:) <3
#the next ones are on their ways!#most of them are ready to upload i just need to get around and actually post them lol with the cover arts for the shop etc etc etc#the 2 in the works ones are the last 1 i've finished that i need to scan + the 1 before that (i need to add comments and put it together#next thing i'm working on tho is the saw and the breaking bad/better call saul pdfs that are every fanarts i did until end of 2023!!!!!!!#so here's for the wee update on all these two projects <:3#tomtoms_art
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tombs and trolls : scene 1
HEYYYY YOU GUYS!!!! quick disclaimer before you start reading. this is a LONGGGG project, so please don't expect quick updates. I have like three scenes done, and it usually takes a few weeks to grind these out. I'll be happy to take requests for these (although, smut will not be accepted) and see any fan content on this. I can also post picrews/backstories to all the characters if you'd like.
comment to be added to the taglist! all support is appreciated.
also, credit to @beep-boop-01, my best friend, to working on this with me. this wouldn't have been possible without him so like thanks pookie <3
NARRATOR: (walks on stage) Ladies, Gentlemen, and the random bee that will torment the audience for the majority of this show, welcome to my universe. (the lights will focus on each character as theyāre mentioned) Today, we follow the literal face of chaos (JAMES looks up and waves, not a single thought behind his eyes), a troubled princess (MARION does a small but humble curtsy), the āheartthrobļæ½ļæ½ļæ½ (QUINN winks and points finger guns at the audience)(beat) Okay, donāt ask me, I was given ten dollars to say that. Next we have your average cottagecore girlie (MYLAH twirls around, smiling), a chaotic fighter (CARRAN starts to walk forward but trips and stays where they are) , and a clueless victorian child.
OLLIE: (offended, putting her hands on her hips) Huh?
NARRATOR: Did I stutter? Now don't interrupt me, Iām in the middle of the best monologue youāll ever hear. Anyway, before THIS one interrupted me, I was going to sayā¦ wait, what WAS I going to say?
QUINN: You were going to talk about how EVERYONE in this group thinks Iām the HOTTEST one here.
NARRATOR: I will NOT be falling for that again. Anyway, these few, uhm, very, INTERESTING individuals, are on a mission to find the coveted enchanted necklace of spotify.
MARION: Iām telling all of you peasants, THIS is the way to go!
OLLIE: (While the conversation continues, OLLIE exits the line of adventurers and starts picking flowers behind the group to make a bouquet)
CARRAN: (shaking their hands mockingly) OHHHH, of COURSE little miss princess always knows best!
MARION: YOU think you know better?
JAMES: (Raising his finder nerdily) Ā Um, actually š¤
EVERYONE (excluding JAMES and NARRATOR): SHUT UP JAMES!
NARRATOR: Wow, itās like I'm not even here. (they walk around the stage in between the people as they continue arguing [as the next lines are being said]. The narrator exits the stage after they walk around each person)
OLLIE: (completely clueless) You guys, look what I made! (she happily shows her creation)
QUINN: Oh, for me? Thanks, sugar š
MYLAH: (grabs the flowers) let me see those. (she examines the flowers and gasps) Ollie, this is a very rare spider lily! Not a lot of these grow! You canāt just pick them!
OLLIE: I'm sorry šš¼šš¼
MYLAH: (sighs) I forgive you. I understand that not everyone has the same knowledge as me when it comes to flowers. (she gives the bouquet back to OLLIE)
NARRATOR: (off stage) What if that flower was poisonous?
OLLIE: (screams and drops the flowers)
NARRATOR: (chuckles) Wow, you guys will really fall for anything.
OLLIE: (comically furious) Youāre actually so annoying. I hope you fall in a ditch somewhere in the middle of night and accidentally EAT a poisonous flower-
JAMES: Okay, okay, why donāt we calm down a wee bit? (he pulls Ollie in for a hug and pats her on the head)
MARION: (annoyed and disgusted) Okay, while you two... LOVEBIRDS do your thing, we have something much more important on our hands. We NEED to have a plan on how weāre going to look for the enchanted necklace of spotify.
CARRAN: Marion, youāre always SO desperate to get things done. Why canāt you sit back, and justā¦ enjoy the environment around you?
MYLAH: I second that.
QUINN: (looking around) I do suppose itās very pretty here. But not as pretty as you. (they turn around and wink at MYLAH)
MYLAH: (Trying to hide her flustration) Oh, wonāt you stop. (She swats her hand playfully)
MARION: Can everybody stop flirting with each other for one minute!?
CARRAN: (Proudly) I wasnāt flirting.
MARION: We all know why, Carran. Youāre not confident enough to flirt.
CARRAN: (registers the insult, but doesnāt respond verbally)
JAMES: (Now out of the hug with Ollie) Do any you have a map? Ollie and I want to know how close we are to a flower shop.
MARION: I do!
MYLAH: Can I see it?
(MARION unrolls the map and holds it out. CARRAN jumps in and cuts the map into two with their sword.)
MARION: What was that for?
CARRAN: Do we REALLY need a map? Why canāt the adventure guide us instead?
MARION: You are insufferable.
OLLIE: How are we going to navigate this without a map? What if we get lost? Or get eaten? Or poisoned? Or lost? Wait, I already said lost. (she puts her head in her hands, continuing to fret)
MAROIN: (rolling her eyes) See what you did? (she quickly pulls out her wand and the map is fixed immediately)
CARRAN: Well, you fixed it.
MYLAH: How about we try to be safer, Carran?
CARRAN: (after taking a bit to think about it) Perchance.
MARION: (rolls her eyes) Alright, hereās the map. What path are we thinking?
JAMES: (pointing to a spot on the map) We should take this one because thereās a flower shop along it.
OLLIE: YES! LETāS DO THAT ONE!
MARION: No, we canāt take that route! Thatās the long way! We donāt have enough time to take it! We need to take THIS one!
CARRAN: And cross right through that troll patch? No thank you!
MARION: So what do you propose we do? Take the long way and find that someone has already taken the necklace? If people know that weāre out looking for it, theyāll start looking for it too.
CARRAN: We could justā¦ not mention the necklace to anybody other than ourselves?
MARION: (facepalms) Carran, how STUPID can you be to think that weāre the only people that actually know about the necklace? Also, what kind of fighter are you that youāre afraid of trolls?
CARRAN: What kind of sorcerer are YOU that you donāt cast a spell on all of us to just do whatever you say?
MARION: My magic teachers didnāt exactly teach me how to do that.
MYLAH: Okay, may I interject this? Why donāt we break up into teams of two? We could cover more ground that way. Iāll go with Quinn.
OLLIE: And Iāll go with James!
JAMES: Yeah!
CARRAN: I am NOT pairing up with Marion!
MARION: And thereās NO WAY Iām pairing with Carran!
MYLAH: Well thatās just too bad. Everybody else is paired with. Youāll have to deal with it š
MARION: Ugh!
CARRAN: (mumbling) I canāt believe Iām teamed with Marion, out of all people š
QUINN: Well, IāM just SO flattered that Mylah chose me. No offense to you guys. You guys just donāt get me the way Mylah does.
MYLAH: All I did was compliment your hair and you then havenāt left my side.
QUINN: Well, Iām not seeing you complaining. (They put their arm around MYLAHāS shoulder.)
MARION: So now that all of you guys are just GUSHING about how much you love your partners while Iām left with this one, (she points at CARRAN, who mouths ābite meā to MARION,) can we PLEASE figure out which way weāre all going to go?
OLLIE: (Raising her hand immediately and jumping) I want to go the flower way!
JAMES: (Looks at her and smiles, nodding along with her.)
QUINN: Mylah, what are your thoughts on going down the path with the river?Ā
MYLAH: (surprised) How did you know that rivers are my favorite type of nature to walk by?
QUINN: (looking at MYLAH straight in the eyes) Just a hunch.
MYLAH: Are you always like this?
QUINN: I can be HOWEVER you want me to be š
Mylah: (Squirms out of flustration)
MARION: Well, it looks like weāre left with the forest.
CARRAN: Canāt we just go to the tomb?
MARION: And how are we going to get to the tomb? Magic?
CARRAN: Youāre a horrible sorceress.
MARION: Are you going to keep complaining or are you going to listen and follow my plan?
CARRAN: Well, will you shut up if I do what you say?
MARION: Fine!
CARRAN: Fine!
(Both exit the stage annoyedly)
QUINN: (Their arm still around MYLAHās shoulder) Why donāt we go to the rivers now?
MYLAH: Sure!
(QUINN and MYLAH exit the stage)
JAMES: To the flower shop?
OLLIE: To the flower shop!
(They hold hands and skip, exiting the stage. The curtain closes)
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and out of curiosity, who was your favorite character? favorite part so far?
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Update~<3
Holy fuck its May.
Were tf did April go did April even happen !!!???! Rahhh. Fucking unreal month swear ugh.
On another note I am done, complete, moved out. Project Forever Home is now in the home improvement stage yoooo. Which means I can finally slow down a bit and become a social human being again with you guys xD (or.. at least try my best. May is a bit of a mixed bag for me emotionally but I am taking some vacation days for the time around my fathers death day. Can't believe it has been two years only/already)
Anyway my brother and my mother were a huge help, m-day had to happen twice in the end bc there was so much to do after all and some furniture needed a bit of a creative solution in the end. I think we needed in total like 8 trips with two cars divided on two seperate days (to be fair though, one time my bros car was loaded up with just my bed bc it's an oldschool folable couch bed deal and while it fit in the car you could't load much else beside it and another time my mothers car was just a taxi for all my plants). 1 hour driving time each time to get from A to B and it's always funny how packing shit takes ages, loading up cars tetris style takes like half the time and unloading is a matter of minutes. But it is done now. Old flat is finished up too only thing left to do is have mentainance look at the boiler and that's it I am freeeeeee~
Truth be told I am still in this funny in between were I already mentally view this house as home and talk about it as my home too but I also sit here not quite comprehending this is my home now lol it's probably a lot to do with needing to renovate and unpack stuff and still get rid of some old stuff but being here despite everything does calm me a lot. It's nice vibe here, in this village with so few people out and about, rolling fields just a few footsteps away to all sides and the river down the lane. It's warmer now and I delight in how my garden grows bc it is wild and uncultivated and alive. I feel a lot more alive too, this year has started out well all things considered compared to the shitshow that has been the past 4 years for me. But it grows better by the day. Sure, the last few months have been a wee bit hectic and stressful and emotional but eh, it be like that sometime.
But yeah, I feel good, I feel alive, I feel like I can breathe easier now and as you maybe have seen my latest wip I started to draw again too which is a good indicator for my stress levels going down again too xd life's been so easy and light and good this year I could weep bc I forgot what that's even like.
Thank you guys by the way for all your patience and kindesses throughout, you're all great <3
So here is to new beginnings and a pretty good year.
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Wedding Labour
pairing: Dad!Husb!Henry x Doctor!Wife!Mom!Reader
summary: doctor reader goes into labor at her and Henry's wedding? The twitter reaction format please? (Requested by @stormcloudss )
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@/purplepinkstain: YOYO Y/N JUST WENT INTO LABOUR RIGHT AFTER HER AND HENRY GOT TO KISS AT THEIR WEDDING, SHES BEING RUSHED TO HOSPITAL AS SAID BY THE PAPS
>> @/superstrongleo: Just saw the released pics of Henry carrying her to their bridal car, that man looks stressed tf out, I guess itās a given as itās their first babyšš
@/lesseraf: Their baby boy is deffo a Cavill, always interrupting and coming early to thingsšš
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@/nornor: I hate how the paps first instinct was to completely violate the coupleās privacy by spamming the poor woman with camera flashes while sheās in literal labour. Wtaf is wrong with you guys?!
>> @/flawlessfrank: Tell me about it. Henry just released a statement that heās taking legal action because of the stress it caused Y/n, I love how he made a whole 30 minute video explaining the consequences of what could have happened to his family
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@/chrisevansgorl: Ok but that photo of Y/n posted by Henry where sheās holding their baby in a hospital bed in a hospital gown, BUT MISS GIRL STILL HAD HER WEDDING VEIL ON?! QUEEN SHIT ONLY!!!
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@/DailyTelegram: BREAKING NEWS!! VERY newlywed Henry and Y/n Cavill, welcome their baby boy ON THEIR WEDDING DAY!
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@/onedirectionsd: Now their wedding anniversary is their babyās birthdayš„¹š„¹
>> @/HenryCavill: Not as good as you think, no more anniversary holidays for us two
>>> @Henryfans334: PLEASE KING HE HAS ONLY BEEN BORN FOR ABOUT 3 DAYS GIVE THE WEE MAN A BREAKšš
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@/thekingofkings: Henryās mumās post is so cuteš The photo of Henry and Y/n cuddling in her hospital bed is the cutest thing ever, and their baby Charlie in the bassinet next to them
>> @/Y/nCavill: I kicked him out of the bed soon after, heās a bed hogger of a husband
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@/pinklemonade: omg the video of Henry scratching an itch that Y/n had while sheās breastfeeding has me pissing myself with laughter. Itās the way she was twisting and turning trying not to annoy Charlie while trying to itch her back, and Henry just pulls her closer by her waist and scratches her back under her shirt without even asking. Goals.
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@/givemeadam: Henry is too fricking funny. Why is this man buying his newborn a Geralt cosplay alreadyš Then has the audacity to say he looked better as Geralt
>> @/HenryCavill: Gotta prepare my little man for the harsh world out there
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@/Hollycrisin: Nah because Y/nās wedding dress got all bloody, that shit was branded expensive too
>> @/Y/nCavill: Tell me about it, itās still at the dry cleaners š
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@/galaxyrumbel: Itās crazy how good they jumped into parental roles for reall, Y/n is a complete supermom and Henryās turned into the most overprotective beat
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@/user183737379: Iām just glad her water broke after the actual ceremony, at least their wedding didnāt have to be postponedš
>> @/asuper: i know iām happy they got to say āi doā before the arrival
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@/slinkyleopard: omg the leaked photos of Y/n and Henry's wedding photoshoot, THEY INCLUDED BABY CHARLIE AND KALšš The one photo of Charlie just laying on top of Kal while theyāre both asleep, itās everything I need in life
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@/HenryCavill: Y/n and I want to come on here ourselves and say I will be taking a break from projects for the foreseeable future. This is to focus on us and our (developing) family. We thank you so much for all of your support, and we will continue to update you on our social medias ONLY. Anything released by the tabloids is false and we will not stand for rumours to fly around. Lots of love Henry and Y/n xx
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@/trueferalis: Ok but Miss Y/n is super slay, the photo she posted of her going back to work as a paediatrician is so girlboss, SUPERMOM AND DOCTOR
>> @/HenryCavill: So proud to be her man and daddy of our baby š
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@/kinkydhrine: I canāt believe itās been two years since Charlie was born the same day as their wedding, did anyone else swoon at the video Henry posted of them all on holiday at Bora Bora. Baby Charlie and Y/n on a big inflatable flamingo is everything, his tiny squeals š„¹š„¹ Then Henry in the background of the video whistling at Y/n š«£š«£
7 Weeks Later
>> @/ririezdueh: You called it. Theyāve just had another pregnancy announcement, HOPEFULLY NOT ANOTHER WEDDING ANNIVERSARY BABY šš
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Title: Passion Project (2/4)
Summary:
āIgnoring Hange Zoe had become a little passion project he allowed himself to indulge in, in between expeditions and quietly mourning unnecessary deaths in the battlefield.ā
Levi tries to ignore Hange but it never seems to last. A ficlet detailing the development of Levi and Hangeās relationship before canon.
Link to cross-postings: AO3
Link to other chapters: 1Ā 3Ā 4
A fractured ankle, fractured ribs... for a month....
The important thing is he's alive. Fighting thirty titansā¦ death for most soldiers.
It would be a shame to lose himā¦ We don't get soldiers like that everyday.
The voices were distant but they were the first coherent sounds Levi made out as he adjusted to the waking world. His first instinct after making sense of it was to sit up, only to be greeted by a dull pain and a taut sensation around his chest.
He looked down to see bandages woven tightly around his chest, leaving him almost completely immobile on the bed. Even if he did get to sit up, his numb ankle would have made standing up a tall order.
"You're finally awake."
Levi settled for turning his head to his right. The lights in the room were dim and his vision relied on the faint light emitting from the room to make out the shape of the person by his bedside. "Hangeā¦How longā¦"
"You were asleep for three days and you'll probably be here for a month." Hange was quick to answer his questions.
Levi was grateful for it. His throat was dry and just the first two questions had already left him burnt out.
"Iāll call Erwin and Commander Keith in.ā Hange stood up and turned towards the door. āYou woke up at a good time. Theyāve been busy with preparations for the next expedition so theyāve only had time to visit for an hour a day.ā
After engaging in conversations in hushed voices just outside his hospital room, Hange reentered the room, their two superiors following behind her. The conversation was short and formal and only served to repeat what Levi had overheard outside just a second ago.
One month in the hospital.
Forget about the next few expeditions.
You did a good job against 30 titans.
Levi had attempted a nod the first time, only for his head to protest that subtle movement.
The two were possibly being understanding or were just a little too busy that day. Regardless, as soon as they deemed Levi updated enough of the current events, they left and once again, it was just Hange and Levi in the room.
Hange spoke up. "I thought you were amazing out there."
Her praises were nothing new. Levi found himself more surprised by the fact that the young brunette's voice was much softer than usual as if it was her way of adjusting to the natural silence of the sick room.
Levi kept his eyes trained on Hange and the latter looked to be aware of it. She moved the stool by the bedside and sat on it.
"I managed to count them before their bodies dissolved. Thirty titansā¦" It was as if Hange had run out of air at those last two words. "You're really something else..." Her voice was definitely softer, but the tone was the same as it always was. It was that same tone that rang so painfully in his ears that first time they met. Oddly, it was starting to sound like music to his ears then.
"But you used too much gas. Maybe I should be giving you a lesson on that." And just like that, with one sentence and one smirk, Levi witnessed the return of that grating tone.
āAnd how often did you visit?ā Levi asked, in an attempt to digress from that topic in particular. The last thing he wanted while stuck in bed was a lecture on carelessness. That ordeal was more than enough of a lesson.
Hange smiled. āI left a few times?ā
āYou left a few times? You mean you left this room a few times?ā
āYeah?ā
āSo you donāt visit. You just stay here andā¦ā Levi let his eyes finish that sentence for him.
Hange made no attempt to deny it. She put one hand behind her head and sheepishly looked away. āThe hospital room gets pretty quiet and itās easier to focus here.ā She explained.
Levi looked to the side table to see what looked to be books and documents, quickly shifting his attention elsewhere before she saw what could have been disappointment in his eyes. He shouldnāt have been disappointed though. He should have been relieved that her hanging out in his hospital room wasnāt at all motivated by some complex short of what one would see in a stalker. Despite that, he wished she had been there for him.
āHave you showered since then?ā At that point, Levi was just looking for ways to take out his own frustrations. He was sure of her answer before she even said it.
Or chose to avoid saying it. āI didnāt have timeā¦ā
āYouāre fucking disgusting. This is a hospital, youāre just gonna get everyone here sicker with your shitty hygiene habits.ā Levi painfully turned to his side, biting back in the process. āGo home and shower,ā he managed to say. āIām going to sleep.ā
āHey! Iāve been waiting for you to wake up and now youāre going to kick me out like thisā¦.ā
Somehow her annoying protests had made that painful movement all the more worth it. He managed to unearth some scraps of amusement from her momentary fit that fizzled out to a quiet disappointment that had her leaving the room grumbling.
A combination of foot stomping and whiny protests were enough to get Levi's lips curled up and into a subtle smile. She couldn't see that at least from where she stood.
Depriving Hange of those little things she visibly wanted turned out to still be as satisfying as it had been before. And with nothing much else to think then, surrounded by plain white walls, Levi couldn't help but remember the passion project he had started so many months ago.
And it still burned strong, strong enough for him to feel a glimmer of victory at having to hear hushed hissy monologues and footsteps too heavy and loud to have been anyone in a good mood.
The glimmer dissipated faster than Levi had expected and he was immediately reminded that he was alone with just his thoughts.
And he couldn't help but reflect on the fact that Hange's presence would have made his thoughts all the more interesting to engage in.
She'll be back. He told no one in particular. It was a difficult pull to swallow. Alone with not much to do but stare at the blank white ceiling, Levi reflected. And with that reflection came a begrudging realization.
He preferred her there.
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The recovery didn't take a month as the doctor said it would have. Within a few days Levi was sitting up. Within another week he was walking, if not limping out of the room. And within two weeks of waking up, Levi was back in the barracks, finding a way to make himself useful among the bustle of preparations for the next exhibition.
Erwin wasn't letting Levi near ODM gear any time soon though. Although Levi was sure he could have gone through a lot of the training on land with at least bearable pain, flying through the air, while keeping one's balance through only cables and gas was another story.
The prospect of exposing their best soldier at an injured state to the danger of titans seemed a little too excessive for Erwin and despite Levi's quick healing, he was still barred from joining the next expedition.
"Why don't you join the research and logistics team for now? I'm sure they'll need some extra hands since they've been working on new anti-titan weapons."
That meant spending all the more time with Hange.
Levi shouldn't have expected any different. Yet somehow he was surprised. The shock possibly only appended by the fact that while he was still in the process of accepting this new arrangement, he had encountered Hange in the lab in the wee hours of morning. No one really expects anyone in the lab at 2am.
He had gone there in particular to survey his new environment without having to exchange pleasantries with anyone from the research and logistics team. He had expected a thirty minute visit at the most to just see what experiments they have been working on and any records to make the process of a first meeting them a little more bearable.
The room wasn't empty. To make it all the better, the only person there at two in the morning wasn't someone he would have explained pleasantries with anyway. Her presence never implicitly demanded that level of politeness after all.
In fact, it tended to naturally elicit the opposite reaction from Levi. "Why the fuck are you doing here so early in the morning?"
He had said it too more roughly than he had intended. She had been a little too focused on mixing a colorful formula on a glass beaker and he had so quickly assumed he wouldn't have gotten her attention any other way. Or possibly, he had just been in the process of stifling a little frustration when he had said that which manifested in that rough tone he had called her out with.
It turned out, she didn't even notice that greeting he overthought.
"Hey four-eyes!" Levi hissed, as loudly as what would have been socially acceptable in the wee hours of morning
To only further add to his frustration, Hange's gradual shift to reality had been slow. When she looked up at him, Levi was sure she wasn't even looking directly at him.
"Ohā¦ Levi!" She managed to say, a few long seconds after they first made eye contact, or at least the first time Levi initiated what should have been eye contact. "It's been a while."
It had been a while. Three days before he had been discharged, Hange had stopped visiting. He had only been discharged two days ago. Which put their last meeting to more than five days ago, a long time when compared to the fact that she had spent every day in the hospital with him.
WIth the sudden shift in Hangeās behavior, Levi put himself through unnecessary torture of attributing it to that one night he decided to ignore her so she could shower, despite the fact that she still had come back every day since then. Erwin had visited after that, even Commander Keith and even the squad he had saved in the last expedition. He had been tempted to ask where Hange was, ultimately deciding against it. His emotional investment in Hange seemed one secret he would rather have kept to himself.
But, by god it was torturous. Although at face value Hange seemed like an open book with the way she was constantly flitting between emotional extremes, Levi eventually realized she wasn't.
Surface level emotions were open for the world to see. With the amount of time he spent overthinking every action she had ever made back in the hospital room, from those long tirades about new experiments to the new black tea her parents would be sending over to the plans for the next expedition , Levi realized there was still a layer of Hange he hadnāt peeled back yet. Behind the heart she wore on her sleeve were emotions, motivations and desires she hadnāt shown anyone yet or possibly did not understand herself. He felt it in every single tirade of passion she threw at his face. The passion seemed true, the words seemed authentic but there was a nagging feeling inside him that he still had a lot to learn about the crazy brunette.
Because of that, Levi had found her to be incredibly unpredictable, only further supported by the fact that she had failed to visit him his last three days in the hospital, not bothering either to have greeted him after he had settled back in the barracks. It wasnāt like she was obligated either.
Either way, he found himself having to seek comfort in the predictability of watching Hange go through the motions of mixing chemical after chemical. After their too casual and maybe too brusque of an exchange, Levi had settled on a stool and quietly watched. She had been too focused to kick him out anyway.
"You know how signal flares have this tendency to malfunction in the rain?ā It was Hange who spoke up first despite having been too focused on her little experiments.
āYeah?ā That was all Levi could say. Maybe if Hange had started with any other topic, he probably would have said anything more. That question had reopened old wounds, and it was constantly rubbing salt on them as he waited for Hange to continue. He had always suspected the malfunctioning of signal flares to have caused the death of Isabel and Farlan during their first mission outside the walls.
āI think I found a way to get the signal flares to show even during rainy days. Maybe, if we could get this working, we might be able to prevent unnecessary deaths in future missions.ā Hange went for a beaker, mixed a few chemicals together which incited a mini green explosion in front of him. āThis could save livesā¦ā
Despite the water Hange had sprayed all over the green of the air, the green remained glowing and strong and the whole show had him speechless.
She shouldn't have known. The way she had so gracefully gone through all the procedure so methodically yet so deftly, in the way Levi never would have been able to replicate had him only staring, his mouth agape.
The color green had never looked so comforting until then. The whole time the green smoke stayed in the air before dissipating into anything, Levi felt like he could have been in a dream.
It had him forgetting whether or not she had eventually probed on the unfortunate deaths of his two best friends.
He ended up opening up about it anyway.
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Levi still wasn't allowed to do combat training but Hange was.
And Hange had enough enthusiasm about ODM gear for them both. In that one moment after long hours in the lab, an hour before the sun was to set, that enthusiasm was what had her pulling Levi back into the woods as if the day had just started.
There was less reason to hide behind the excuse of "I'm too tired" given that Levi couldnāt actually train and he never had much to contribute in the lab aside from odd jobs. It's not like he ever employed that excuse anyway.
With his lack of reason to be tired, Levi resigned himself to spending days after training watching Hange go through ODM drills.
"Your cables are everywhere. A titan can just grab onto that if you're not careful.ā Levi said. āAs soon as your up in the air, just use your gas. It gets you to your target faster than with the cables."
"Should you be telling this to me after you ran out of gas and almost died?"
That was enough once of a comment once again to silence Levi momentarily. Hange didn't stop to assess the effects of that one comment though, having busied herself trying to mimic Levi's ODM movements. Hange had taken for her own one of the larger oak trees in the forest where they practiced. The tree trunk was gnarled and branches stuck out so randomly, Levi had to agree it was a good way to practice.
Even unmoving, the tree was an unpredictable target. It had numerous branches surrounding it that only twisted and turned so wildly that Levi could feel the beginnings of a headache as he attempted to follow each one. If he squinted a little harder, he could even pretend it was a titan.
Hange probably did have a swell time pretending it was a titan. He could hear it in the loud and swift whizzing of chords, the characteristic explosion that came with the release of gas and of course, the excited screams.
You were amazing out there. Hange had said, while a little breathless only a few weeks ago. Levi was never one to take in compliments and had clocked that to a little bout of maybe asthma on her side. Or maybe she had forgotten to take in some oxygen before she said it.
At that moment though, he understood the breathlessness that accompanied amazement. The branches grew so close together that Hange only had the luxury of gaps small enough for maybe only one person to pass through. Hange had whizzed past each branch, dodging them so gracefully, while barely leaving an opening big enough for even an insect to squeeze through.
With the chaotic pattern ---or at least lack of pattern--- at which the gnarled branches spread out, Levi couldn't help but see an artistic dance in it all, and a rhythm to follow. The art, the spectacle that only he that late afternoon had the luxury of witnessing, had him forgetting to breathe.
And he only did breathe when Hange plopped back down on the ground and Levi was quick to notice the deafening absence of the familiar sound of the cables whizzing back into the gear.
Her face was flushed, her skin glistened with sweat. The sunset illuminated Leviās view and he saw shades of orange and purple reflect on her. She approached him. She entered the shade and within a second, he had lost the view of her he had been so gingerly enjoying.
āI think I get it,ā Hange said.
āGet what?ā It would have been a ridiculous request for Levi to tell her to stay back so he could enjoy the reflection of the sunset on her eyes. So he kept his response brief, a little penalty for that part of him that even suggested that Hange had been a joy to watch.
āYou might be right, I think Iāve been using my cables too much. Itās much easier to move when they arenāt constantly pulling at me.ā
Levi stifled a smile. He wasnāt going to show her how sweet it had been to be proven right. Also, a part of him had been a little disappointed she hadnāt denied him that luxury of being correct. He was in the mood for a little argument after all.
āBut it doesnāt change the fact that you still used too much gas.ā The opening for an argument was introduced soon after Levi lamented that wasted fuel.
Levi opened his mouth ready to mouth off. He hadnāt decided what to say it, ready to leave it to his sharp experienced tongue to discern the best comeback at that moment. He had wanted to insult her movement, the little dance around the trees. Her performance was perfection though and despite being able to come up with shitty jokes within seconds, nothing in her performance had been worth poking fun at.
To his relief, she interrupted him. āYou know what though, I figured out something which might be just as useful for you.ā Hange unfastened her gas canisters. āTry carrying it.ā
Levi held one of them to see that it was still much fuller than what he would have expected from watching her only a few seconds ago.
āI found a way to conserve gas. I notice you used to carry yourself, youād let the gas pull you. What if you bend your body a bit and curve your back, to make yourself easier for the gas to carry you through? It helped a lot for me, I definitely felt lighter, like I wasnāt resisting as much as I used to. Probably won't be able to maneuver as well as you though."
Levi did not bring his gear then so it had been a little difficult to imagine. By what could have been a silent agreement, Hange unfastened her ODM gear from the cables to the canisters and dropped them in front of him. ā Why donāt you try it?ā She offered.
It had only been a few weeks since he woke up to diagnoses of internal bleeding and broken ribs that would have taken months to heal. At Commander Keithās orders, Levi had stayed in the sidelines, no intention on trying anything with ODM for a while, especially with ODM gear which wasnāt his. ODM gear was custom fit for every single soldier after all.
It had only been a week but as Levi stood there, trying on the gear that should have been a few pounds too heavy for him, his body did not protest the weight. Jumping onto the tree with the help of the cables had felt a little awkward but it could have been the unnatural weight of ODM gear a few sizes too big.
Regardless, it was enough to see the difference. Hange had suggested he curves his back as he bent over and that he moves with the ODM gear. Donāt let the gas pull you.
He kept focused on Hange as she repeated the tips from the foot of the tree. The change was almost instant. The breeze was stronger, the air colder and the rustle of the leaves around him only louder as he moved.
Hidden among the sounds of the blowing wind, the rustle of leaves and the explosion of gas, he heard it. He had been too high up in the air for it to be any louder but it was definitely there, distant cheers, gasps and avid screams. They were the only two there so it could have only been from her.
He never found out how long he had been up there zipping among the branches. He called it a day when the sun was dark and his ribs started to whimper a little, manifesting in the form of a stitch on his right side.
As he landed back down on the roots of the tree, Hange was already there waiting for him. The dim light made it difficult to see the smile on her face. But it was there. Levi found himself wishing for at least some natural light to make it all the more visible.
āYou might just be humanityās strongest soldier,ā Hange said as she moved to unfasten the gear for him. āMaybe thatās why you recovered so fast?
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āTea?ā Hange asked.
āTea,ā Levi answered
Just like before the injury, they were back to drinking black tea.
Levi was grateful for their history. On his end, he did not need to verbalize any of that. It had slipped into their routine after training to seek comfort in the malty yet astringent taste of black tea.
Somehow, Levi was relieved to realize she hadnāt forgotten that. It had been months since their last tea date after all. They had been occupied by preparations for the expedition, the actual expedition and the recovery that followed, to have continued that mini routine between them.
With the rations of before completely consumed, they had to get their fix elsewhere. They had silently made their way to that specific hole-in-the-wall tea shop Levi would frequent along the corners of Trost district. The exhaustion at having practiced the ODM gear after a long days work finally did catch up to both of them. The only exchange they did comfortably manage while taking the almost one hour long detour to the shop being the mention of that one common luxury between them.
Only after they settled down on one of the benches in front of the shop, when Levi finally had the tea in front of him and the luxury to enjoy the illuminated streets in Trost did he realize one crucial thing.
āDid you know this was my favorite shop?ā
Hange gave a light shrug, careful not to jostle and spill her own tea.
āThere are bigger shops in Trost. This isnāt really anyoneās first destinationā It suddenly felt weird that he was the one a little talkative at first.
Hange took a sip before answering. āI did my research.ā
āWhat kind of research? For someone who forces me to listen to rambles about other research, youāre awfully quiet about this one.ā
The brunette sighed. Not one of defeat, but seemingly one of comfort and maybe a little amusement. āI saw you here in Trost during a few days off and I kinda followed you.ā
Levi didnāt reply and only waited for her to continue. Having to carry the conversation of a few minutes ago with the last two lines had him a little tired.
āI was a little curious, wanted to see what a strong yet quiet soldier did in his free time so maybe I could learn a bit. I thought that maybe I could actually get stronger if I followed some of your habits.ā
Why didnāt you ask me? Levi couldnāt blame her for stalking though. As he recalled pretty quickly, he hadnāt been the friendliest person in the beginning either.
āWhen you enter the shop, you'd order the exact same thing every time and you had this sparkle in your eyes when they serve it to youā¦ Just like now!ā
Levi suddenly felt self conscious of that spark in his eyes. Instead of looking away though, he found himself looking at her eyes, searching for a reason to point out how pathetically her own eyes probably sparkled. As he locked eyes with Hange though as she said it, he saw the way her own eyes sparkled under the dim street lights, only complemented by that wide smile on her face and the music in her voice.
āI guess you really love tea huh? Even the most emotionless soldiers have to have some passion somewhere to keep living.ā
A Passion for tea? The way Hange had said it, had Levi almost spitting out his tea at the outrageous claim. The strong passing thought of not wanting to waste that good cup of tea or destroy the mood that accompanied it was enough to hold it back in his mouth.
"Relax, Levi.ā Hange said. Levi wondered what kind of face he was making for her to look at him in an almost patronizing manner. āI have my own passions too.ā Hange continued. But itās a relatively new one. Not as old as your obsession with tea probably.ā
āWhat is it?ā
āI wanna do lots of research on titans. Iāve already prepared five project proposals to submit to Erwin already and I think Iām gonna end up writing ten more before this month ends."
Levi had to note that it was the third week of the month already.
#levihan#levihan fanfiction#fanfiction#Sorry about the backlog of asks#Will get back to them tomorrow.#Just down with the flu today so Im just gonna drop a backlog of fic chapters lel#Hope you enjoy
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Ā Ā Ā [ Hey guys! So due to being burnt out, stressed irl, and just...currently unable to fully enjoy RP on Tumblr, Iām gonna take the rest of July as a hiatus to refresh my brain and work on other projects!
Ā Ā Ā Below are all the threads I have drafted. If I donāt hear back from the muns, Iām going to go ahead and drop things once I come back, but will leave them drafted until then if you need time. Otherwise, just let me know and Iāll keep them for when I return, or we can RP on D.iscord if youād like! This isnāt ALL current threads, just what I have drafted. Iāll probably miss anything reblogged while Iām gone, so bear that in mind! Any asks will be answered when I return.
@shikkotsunin: x @historias-multorum: x x x x @abyssaldespair: x @grumpypizzagirlmuses: x @frogprinceus: x x x @oc-lootcrate: x @i-minato-chan: x x x
Ā Ā Ā And speaking of D.iscord, I have a small (currently quiet) RP server for mutuals of mine. If youād like in, just let me know and Iāll link you! Or we can make one-on-one servers for while Iām gone if youād like. Just let me know. My D.iscord isĀ SylveraDrake#6902, but let me know who you are when you add me or I wonāt add back!
Ā Ā Ā Iāll lurk another day or two to make sure nothing from far timezone peeps is missed, but otherwise Iāll be back come August. I plan to focus on fics while Iām gone so you might see posts from @kusunogatari in the meantime. Otherwise Iāll be on D.iscord, and Iāll see you guys when I get back. Hopefully Iāll be in a better position to be here by then. Thank you as always for your patience <3 ]
Ā Ā Ā [ ADDITION 7.26.20:Ā A wee update on hiatusy things: I might have to extend it slightly due to an irl event thatās come up rather quickly and unexpectedly! So I may not be fully active again come August 1st like I planned, unfortunately. BUT, it IS a good thing happening irl so hopefully thatās worth additional wait :āD
Ā Ā Ā On a related note however, the SH flash begins August 1st, and I would LIKE to participate in that! Given that those will be one-off pieces every day, I think Iāll have the time / energy for that (I hope). That doesnāt mean Iām putting off RP in favor of the event, but rather that the structure feels more achievable given how busy irl is going to be here shortly. I am RARINā to go for RP, let me tell ya! I just donāt want to try juggling the event AND irl things AND jumping back into RP all at once ^^;
Ā Ā Ā That said, Iāll keep you guys updated as I can. Iām hoping the stuff going on wonāt last too long, but...at this point I canāt assume much. So Iād rather err on the side of āno guaranteesā rather than make potential promises I canāt keep, aha~ ]
#sylvie speaketh [ ooc ]#hiatus announcement#life is just a bit too 'oof' right now#so rp is honestly making me more stressed rather than RELIEVING stress#know what i mean?#so i'm hoping a break will help#and hopefully life will be more stable by then for me#cuz wow#the last seven months have been Rough#and i apologize for anything from that#that slipped through here#cuz i try not to do that but#y'know#anyway#i'll see you lovelies in august#or on discord!
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Atonement, Ch 12 (One Quote Oneshot)
A/N: The quote that I was assigned for the One Quote Oneshot challenge fit absolutely seamlessly into the plot of Atonement (with a wee bit of hurrying to get caught up to this point in the story, hence the rapid-fire updates this week!), so I double checked with the lovely @notevenjokingfic to ensure that it was alright if I actually incorporate my assigned quote into the chapter itself rather than pull this bit out for a separate oneshot. She gave me the green light to weave it in to the fabric of the story, so here we are! (Iāll list my quote in the notes at the end!) So thank you very much to the lovely ladies who presented this quote and this challenge, NEJF and @balfeheughlywed. This project has been incredible!
Previously: Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11Ā
CHAPTER TWELVE: Helpless
With the return of the Sassenach to his life, two things had become immediately and abundantly clear to Jamie Fraser.
One, she was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
Two, so long as he remained under her charge, heād never have another momentās peace again.Ā
And here heād thought the physical therapists were the wee whip-crackers.
It didnāt take him long at all to learn exactly why Claireās peers had taken to calling her the Velvet Hammer (though he was still partial to Sassenach, himself; like it or noā, she was stuck with it now). While Jamie had experienced firsthand the gentle, tender side of her ā the soothing caresses and honeyed murmurs of reassurance ā he found out soon enough that there was a ferocious, blunt-force power within the lass that only served to amplify his awe of her.
Christ, but she was glorious when she was roused.Ā
She had a wicked wee tongue that she was more than happy to unleash on anyone she deemed guilty of the mortal sin of incompetenceā up to and including Jamie. She was unapologetically candid in her critiques, and doled out commands (noā requests, mind) regardless of whether or not anyone had actually asked for her input. She went toe-to-toe with attendings, grilled pharmacists over the phone, made more than one new resident cry. She was fearless and brazen and clever and strong, and she knew exactly what she was doing.Ā
And best of all, she was on Jamieās side.Ā
In his wildest dreams he couldnāt have conjured up a better champion.Ā
Claire had torn into his life like a hurricane, and heaven help the poor fool who tried to stand in her way.
Unfortunately, tonight that poor foolās name was Jamie Fraser.Ā
āNo!ā she barked, pointing a slender white finger at his chest. āAbsolutely not!ā
āWhy? I did it with Lisa and Shariah earlier today wiā nae problem!āĀ
āYes, with two physical therapists and an aide, a walker, a gait beltāā
Jamie rolled his eyes. āOch, it was overkill, Sassenach, I dinna need all that.ā
āWell, the medical professionals who have been specifically trained on the subject beg to differ.ā
āMeaning you.ā
āMeaning the physical therapists, who have written out a detailed plan with very specific instrucā Jamie!ā she shrieked as he launched himself to his feet. He wavered for a moment on wobbly legs, holding her shoulders for balance, while her own hands latched onto his upper arms with a death grip.Ā
Ignoring the pain that scorched the length of his back (not so bad, really, now that sheād got him taking those wee tablets), Jamie looked down at her with his eyes sparkling triumphantly.
āSee?ā he panted, well pleased with himself. āTold ye I could do it.ā
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Boyfriend!Hyunjin
A/N: SHE PROTECC
SHE ATTACC
BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY
SHE BACC
HI GUYS!!! Iām so happy to be posting again i cry :,)Ā i hope you enjoy!!!! i;ll be updating as much as i can without rushing too much :D
MASTERLIST
Prepare your wigs peeps
This is gonna make me swerve
I mean
cmon itās Hyunjin
Letās do this!
Prince Hyunjin
Is actually smooth af with his crush
He'll complement you whenever he gets the chance
Or gives you food
Basically your knight in shining armor
Ye, thatās not what actually happens
He's smiling like an idiot and about collapse when heās with you because HE'S FREAKING OUT OK
So freaking nervous his heartbeat is always up when heās with you
You sometimes think heās about to have a heart attack and youāre not stupid you know why lmao
Same for when he confesses
At first heās pretty calm about it
Just casually asked if you wanted to see a movie with him some time
āLike... a-as more than friends?ā
You'd kinda expected it so you weren't too shocked when he asked you
So you said yes
Duh
And he does a double take
"Wait.... Are you serious? You want to?"
"Well yeah?"
"WHAT WHY"
Was good with flirting but didn't actually think you'd go out with him smh
Now every minute he just contemplates the fact that he has you
And he still can't believe it
Like shit dude
Heās with the y/n
You never feel unloved when you're with him
He loves going for long walks, just to talk and relax
Why does it sound like he's a dog here lmao
Will always take as many pictures of you as his phone storage will allow, his camera roll is stuffed with pics of you
Will insist on going to the park for a picnic, he just loves you and the sunshine
He loves to quietly slide your hand into his
But he always ends up giggling because heās so giddy about being with you
Has to take a moment to charge up his courage before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek
He then goes an unreal shade of scarlet as he covers his face, muttering that he ācanāt believe that he actually did itā!Ā
It takes him a while to finally gather up the courage to properly kiss you
Like.... a very long time
You were starting to get worried that he didnāt actually like you
Maybe he was just too nervous to tell you that it wasnāt working for him
buT NOPE
On one certain date, Hyunjin had prepared a cute little dinner on the practice room floor
He was so apologetic about the poor setting, but finally had stopped saying sorry when youād told him for the 2376129th time that you were having fun
At some point, he just went uber silent, watching you not in a creepy way
You eventually noticed, and just stared back
āWhat?ā
He didnāt say anything, but his eyes did widen a wee bit
āWhat are you lookin at, youāre sorta scaring m-ā
He cut you off and just kissed you
BOI YOU WERE SO SHOCKED
Afterwards you both just stared at each other
And then Hyunjin goes all red
āIām sorry I didnāt mean to do that Iām sorry that was stupid you can slap me if you want!!!!ā
āBruh why would I want to slap you?!ā
āYou donāt hate me?ā
facepalms for days
You meet the other boys only a few minutes later
Go figure
Youāre talking casually, the embarrassment from the kiss wearing off
They all come stampeding into the practice room making an ungodly racket
And all go quiet when they realize what theyāve done
Changbin, bless him, tries to reduce the awful level of awkwardness: ā*cough* uh hey, Hyunjin.... This must be y/n right?ā He waves at you. āWeāve heard a lot about you, Hyunjin never stops talking about youā
He misses the death glare Hyunjin shoots him
Then Jisung
Freakin Jisung, man
Waltzes up: āHyunjinās cheeks are really pinkā. He gives a cheeky smile. āYou didnāt kiss did you?ā
The room goes as quiet as a tomb
āOH SHIT YOU DIDNāT ACTUALLY KISS DID YOU????ā
Of course Hyunjin completely loses his shit at the sight of you turning a deep red. āGODDAMMIT JISUNG STFUā
Ye your first meeting with SKZ wasnāt the best
But you all bonded rather quickly after
And Jisung buys you little snacks sometimes as an apology for your first awkward meeting
OH GOD THE BOYS ADORE YOU
If youāre ever sick, they always get snacks for Hyunjin to give you
And if youāre really under the weather, theyāll cover for Hyunjin so that he can stay with you and take care of you.
He wraps you in blankets
YOU ARE NOW A BURRITO
And tries to make soup for you
We know what cooking!Hyunjin leads to
Youāre chilling on the couch and you suddenly hear a high-pitched scream
Youāre up and sprinting to the kitchen at the speed of light still wrapped in a burrito
To find him fanning at a smoking pot
āWHAT THE FUCK HYUNJIN YOU JUST NEED TO HEAT IT UP HOW DID YOU START A MINI FIRE?ā
Youāre home doesnāt burn down thank goodness
And you end up heating some soup for yourself while Hyunjin watches
And itās! hilarious! when heās sick!
He becomes a little ten-year-old istg
But in a really cute way
He doesnāt ask for anything: food, to watch TV etc
Nah he just wants cuddles
The whole damn day
So while youāre struggling to keep a mask on and not getting sneezed on, this idiot is smiling like a puppy if puppies could smile, clinging onto you like a love-filled leach did that sound weird? i think that sounded really weird
i want this tattooed on my face thx
Now idk what this dude is afraid of
Something tells me one big fear would be to lose Stray Kids and the people he loves
And so I think heād get kinda nervous when you both see less of each other and when he gets busier
You canāt talk as much because of his crazy schedule and with lack of sleep, he starts getting more irritated easier during the little intervals of time you get to see each other
At some point he might snap at you, maybe for no reason at all, and youāll snap back indignantly
Yeah you love him but youāre not taking any attitude
If things get really bad, he just shakes his head, saying he needs some air
Youāll both give yourselves some space, but eventually Hyunjin becomes terrified that youāre too angry with him to talk again
So he goes to find you and talk
You both hug it out and decide to spent the rest of the day together for more quality time
And itās totally worth Hyunjin getting an earful from Chan the next day
OK back to fluff quickly quickly
On the days Hyunjin goes somewhere, you sometimes join him in the car ride, tho youāre always super careful to never show your face when he gets out
Gotta stay hidden yknow?
Youāll both send cute little texts throughout the day and OOF just couple goals
You: hey check this out, this is me 2 u *sends heart meme*
Jiiniie<3: oh yeah? well this is me @ u! *sends heart meme with more hearts*
You: boi dont start smth u cant win!
And thus begins the heart meme wars
r they even called heart memes idk
i want this tattooed on my face pt2
Weāve already established that Hyunjin canāt cook for love or money
So if he even steps foot in the dormsā kitchen
You bet that at least two other of his hyungs will follow for pure supervision
And he is not, under any circumstances, allowed to cook something by himself
And youāre grateful that your safety and world peace had been assured by this rule
Although, youāre allowed to cook together as long as you watch what heās doing
If anything at all goes wrong, the blame is pinned on you
So itās natural for you to treat these cooking projects as once-in-a-while occasions
Now when you ask about meeting his parents
Holy Hell
Stutters, clammy hands, flitting eyes, you name it
Hyunjin is so frickin nervous about you meeting his parents oof
You donāt understand why, like hey, how bad could it be right?
But pretty soon you get why Jinnie was nervous
His parents arenāt that trusting within the first hour of knowing you
You guess it might be because of poor past experiences?
Maybe Hyunjin had been judged or dated once too many times just for his looks?
The thought is enough to make you swear by all you know to always treat him like a treasure
You also make a mental note to ask him sometime
Eventually, his parents realize you have pure intentions and they become so much kinder and warmer
They let you know how welcome you are to visit whenever you want, they offer to send you off with some homemade cookies...
And Hyunjin gets so emotional at the beautiful site in front of him that he bursts into tears
Which causes you and his parents to tease and hug him
if youāre thick, letās just be clear that im making a statement on how you should NOT judge Jinnie purely because heās good looking, appreciate his talent!
Now, Hyunjin is kinda tall compared to the rest of SKZ hah im joking of course so itās pure instinct to want to steal his shirts
Donāt lie, if you had the chance, you would take something i see right thru u
And at some point in your life, you stop realizing āhey, this isnāt my jumper!ā and just walk around in clothes that arenāt yours
And when this happens, three things follow:
You see a wild Hyunjin crashing through the apartment towards you, yelling happily that āthatās my favorite hoodie!!ā he tries to act like heās angry and fails in 0.0000003 sec
He doesnāt slow down and freakin slams into you at full velocity, knocking you over or off anything you might be sitting on
He proceeds to tickle you mercilessly, until you either canāt breath and turn purple or until you commit an extreme act of violence in the name of self defense
Once this chaotic episode ends, most of the time with both of you are completely knackered and just lying on the floor
You both cool off by just cuddling and watching something on TV
Or reading something together!!!
I can totally see Hyunjin shoving one of his fav books in your face and insisting that you both take turns in reading aloud to each other
And you both react at the same time to shockers in the book, like you start crying together when a character dies who hasnāt had that traumatic experience or you both squeal with joy and hug each other tighter when something great happens
Did I just turn into a puddle of happy goo?
Yes I fuckin did.
I think Hyunjin wouldnāt take that long to tell you that he loves you
That doesnāt mean that he planned anything tho
HAH! Course he didnāt
Probs says it when he can barely think straight
Maybe youāre watching him dance late at night
Youād brought snacks to keep him going ācause he was working his ass off
And there you sit, marveling at his skill and fluidity while executing his choreo
You have a talent for hyping Hyunjin up while he dances, cheering when he leaps high into the air, gasping when he performs a complicated move, and aw-ing and his graceful poses ok im done now
When he finishes one of his more dramatic dances, you jump up with glee and tackle him in a hug despite him being sweaty, saying how proud you are
He hugs you back happily and says:
āI should be the proud one, having someone I love so much being so supportive of meā.
You both freeze, still hugging each other
And neither of you move or breathe for a moment
āWhat did you say?ā
āUhhhHHHH NOTHING I SAID NOTHINGā
āYou said that you love me!ā
āWAT NO I DIDNāT I-ā
āHYUNJIN I LOVE YOU TOO!!!!ā
āN- wait what?ā
āI love you, dumbassā same tho
Oof that poor practice room has seen a lot of awkwardness
Iām cracking up just by thinking of how hopeless Hyunjin could become when SKZ are away
āHey do you guys have a signal and/or data? I wanna Skype y/n and show them the beautiful viewā.
*all of SKZ facepalms*
Always taking pictures to show you
In the evenings, you get a frickin cascade of notifications of both photos and messages from the poor boy telling you he misses you like crazy
When Skyping, he asks to see Khami, who you have the pleasure of caring for during his absence
You do question (mentally and then verbally) whether he calls to talk to you or his dog
He never answers the question heh
Thereās lowkey a competition between you and Khami for Hyunjinās affection
When the boys make their flight home, Hyunjin keeps you informed about everything thatās happening
I mean everything:
Jiiniie<3: weāre @ the airport :DĀ Ā Ā Ā -6h ago
Jiiniie<3: waiting to board!Ā Ā Ā Ā -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: theyāre getting ready to go, i canāt wait to see you!! xxxĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: will text you when we arrive, love!Ā Ā Ā Ā -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: JUST LANDED! CANT WAIT TO HUG UĀ Ā Ā Ā -31mins ago
Jiiniie<3: about to get our luggage!Ā Ā Ā Ā -Just now
You get the point -_-
When you finally see each other, he runs at top speed to pick you up and spins you around
frickin goals man i feel so sad writing this :,)
He goes public in probably the most aesthetic way thatās physically possible
He posts a bunch of gorgeous photos-
Courtesy of Jisung
-of your silhouettes in front of sunsets
-Pics he took of you laughing during a cafe trip
-Bomb-ass selcas where youāre both lookin hella fine
Just
UGGHHH
SO! AESTHETIC!!!
Naturally, the internet freaks the fuck out
Both of you are kinda nervous about the explosive reaction
There are salty bitches who are telling you to piss off because they jelly
But the huge majority of Stay are crying with happiness and wishing you both well
this better happen in the future im watching all of u
And soon Hyunjin is talking about you on vLives, proud af because y/n freakin rules!
OhmyGod I love Hyunjin
Damn my heart be like < HYUNJIN 3 phew
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HGPC 17 - 21 | Koi to Producer 2 - 6 | Appare 5 - 8 | Fugou Keiji 4 - 6
...only just realised I was missing some tags. They should be there now or soon.
HGPC 17
Why do I get the feeling the Sawaizumi family will be held hostage one dayā¦? (Maybe Iām just being negative?)
The episode title mentions Chiyu by name, so I wonder why the translation didnātā¦
Customer service! You canāt get away from it, even in COVID timesā¦! (Impressive!)
Hmmā¦you can actually read part of the booking for the Smiths in the book if you know the kanji.
I thought the Smiths would speak in English, but they actually speak in fluent Japanese if the word āsusumeā was any indication.
Ah, Sukoyaka sweet buns! (from the other episode about the festival)
HGPC 18
Donāt burn down your house with scented candles, kids!
Also remember to use your knees when lifting heavy boxes! (<- says a charity store volunteer, who does this stuff on the regular)
These days the mascots usually have a human form. I wonder if this is implying that particular directionā¦? (I woke up today and was craving a certain oneshot Iād read during my scanlation daysā¦if it is, it would fill that niche nicely.)
I wonder if the kids will recognise this Ashita no Joe parodyā¦?
HGPC 19
āā¦since you were young?ā
Oh! Element of Wind again!
Koi to Producer 2
This almost feels like Victor is assigning a school project to Protag-chanā¦itās a bit sad, really.
Itās nice they let Protag-chan have a personality.
Itās fine if you canāt read the katakana, but Gavinās name is Haku in Japanese, so it throws out the immersion somewhatā¦also, I know I shouldnāt be complaining ā Iām the target audience here ā but do these guys look kinda similar or whatā¦? (partially kidding)
High school sweethearts, huh? āChildhood friendsā is my favourite angle of a romantic relationship, but it gets so overused by harems it comes around to being boringā¦!
I-Is this Stand My Heroesā¦?! (LOLā¦?)
Can we not with 1st person camā¦?
As cute and dorky as this stuff getsā¦how does Gavin never get found?! Does nobody ever look up in this city?!? (I thought Evolvers were meant to be a secretā¦?)
GPS tracker? Thatās no better than large corporations using your location dataā¦Isnāt that creepyā¦?
Hold on, when did she get his phone number? You would assume it was before this entire chase after the boy happened, but stillā¦?
LOL, the English on the board.
This anime is gonna cause me some frustration, but it gives the good stuff in roughly equal measure. It seems to omit the fact you interact via phone with your bois for intimacy (in the game).
Koi to Producer 3
LOL, thatās so clearly Gavinā¦
By googling, you find out Uptown and Queens are in New York.
Ohmygosh! Did the creators know I love the trope where only people with superpowers can move in certain circumstances?!
Uhā¦his name is Kira in Japanese? Did someone read the katakana wrong?
Pictured: Depressed bishonen eating bad pudding. (ā¦That joke sounds better in my head. I forgot what meme I was meant to be parodying there, but I had a meme in mind.)
Lemme guessā¦this man (I dunno if itās one of the previous bishies with an identical face or a new one) is looking for MC-chan. *sigh* Update: Yep, just Victor again. To be honest, I donāt like anyone who calls harsh words ātheir sign of loveā ā love should be honest and upfront. Thatās how it becomes heartmelting.
Koi to Producer 4
Okay, in order, it seems to be hexadecimals, Javascript (you can tell from the āconstā), some kind of profiles which are apparently for human lab rats (which seem to have some kind of nonsense filler text), a DNA model and DNA bases (ACGT).
The text on the screen says something along the lines of this being an official broadcast of this manās arrest and this man was a genetic researcher. Obviously, if I wanted to put more attention into what it meant, I would, but I wonāt sweat the details this time (because it doesnāt seem to impact the plot).
The guyās name is Minor because minor key (geddit?)ā¦thatās my guess.
I started playing the game due to this anime, if you didnāt know, and I unlocked an expert in ch. 2. I thought he was Minor, but turns out his name is Spine (an older man).
The diary, true to form, contains details about either one case or several cases, two involving children. The bottom of the 1st page says āif itās fake, Iāll laughā.
Hey, I once told Crunchyroll I wanted an anime about hacking (so is this a dream come true? I reveal all in the next sentence!). Hackers donāt congregate like thisā¦theyād be too conspicuous, even with the secret hideout!
The code in the top left appears to beā¦C? I think? (Note they declare āunsigned intā.)
Kiro sometimes reminds me of Masayoshi (SamFlam)ā¦it puts a derpy smile on my face.
*blah blah blah Iām Key* - Wuhā¦? F*** you, Kiro!!! (There is such a thing as piling too much cool stuff on to a character, yāknow ā Iām guilty of it in my own writing.)
3684 isnāt a very safe password (says someone who once aspired to be in cybersecurity).
What bugs me is that Simon is a perfectly fine nameā¦itās just a bit boring. Kiro/Kira I get (a bit), but Lucien/Simonā¦? *shrugs*
Ohh! Based MAPPA! Thank you for making this adaption look great!
Koi to Producer 5
Oh, I got an SR in the game recently and it has a line like, āOnly a fool stays up all night to do othersā work. Victor talks like that a lotā¦
The sign so obviously says āRenkaā, meaning ālove flowerā. āLovelandā really is a step down from thatā¦
Whereās Gavinās guest badgeā¦?
āHappiness Noodle Storeāā¦?
āā¦the end of our first yearā¦ā
If this werenāt a Chinese work by origin (or Japanese work by translation), Iām sure Protag-chan would have gone after Gavin, despite being told the contrary.
Kanya = Minor. Iāll take a note of that.
One of the books behind Minor says āGale Startāā¦hmmā¦
That GPS tracker is still unintentionally creepy, IMHO.
Koi to Producer 6
ā¦oh. (dejected) Probably a beach episode or something.
What the actual heck was going on with Lucienā¦? Itās like he was having a tiny stroke thereā¦
Lucienās power is listed as ā???ā in the game. I thought he was an aura-reader when he said āshow me your colourā, but that shield thing he did means he might just have various psychic powersā¦? *shrugs* Weāll find out eventually.
Running in heels is hardā¦
LOL, thatās so clearly recreating a CG from one of the cards.
This is the 2nd time this has gone pseudo-isekai. As much as I like to joke about itā¦I fully expect someone to be sent to another world at this point.
I couldnāt possibly see Victor on any kind of game show, come to think of it.
Appare 5
This guyās middle name is āRichā! Thatās silly!
A boombox from the 19th centuryā¦makes sense, somehow.
I only just (?) realised Al has a tiny tie on his usual outfit.
Back to the beginning alreadyā¦just start!
Appare 6
ā¦I just realised Appare mouths āI got it!ā in the OP.
Al Lion (sicā¦?)
Isnāt Sofia in that trainā¦? Update: She might have been, she might not. Hard to tell when they donāt confirm.
This series seriously couldāve done with a dubā¦Even with weird hokey Hetalia accents, it would be good stuff.
These bunches of people at designated pointsā¦reminds me of the book I was reading while in Japan. The Long Walk by Stephen King (part of a compilation). It still gives me shivers down my spine when I remember it.
This āleave in the middle of the nightā thing reminds me of the Amazing Race.
āValley of Despairā is made-up, but Death Valley exists. Itās one of the hottest places on earth, hence the name.
LOL, Kosame scores himself one (1) prarie dog and two (2) Hototos.
I thought Appare was being inconsiderate at firstā¦but heās being considerate, in his own way.
Oh! I didnāt realise, but Saito Soma is Al.
Appare 7
āItās not one plus one, but one times one!ā ā LOL.
Hybrid engine? In the 1900s? Hmmā¦
LOL, I think Al just did a hadouken.
This stuffās like an animated Galaxy Brain meme! Itās amazing!
I managed to successfully predict ā without watching ahead ā Appare would catch himself with his traps.
Kosame with his hair downā¦is rare. Not exactly attractive because we have to care about the racers rather than lust after them (and the artstyle actually prevents me from doing so, because itās deliberately quite cartoony), but itās rare.
Appare is surprisingly childishā¦thatās what makes him more than a Sheldon Cooper, I think.
The spelling of the place is actually āElyā, if Google-sensei is any indication. Cāmon, subbers! Youāre American (most likely)! Canāt you put in the legwork (or the Google-fu) to discover what place in Nevada this is?!
Subbers make characters say āshitā a lot in this show, hmm? (contemplative)
Now this evil guy here *points to screen*ā¦thatās hair I like.
Appare 8
I just love this OPā¦donāt you?
I like how the steam/gas boat/car has Chinese numerals on its dial.
Kosame means āsmall rainā, so āheavy rainā is obviously to contrast that.
The Hototo joke never gets old.
I thought I just saw someone leave the saloonā¦
Nice hair + terrible face = bad equation.
I can almost imagine the wee-oo-wee-oo-oooooooā¦wah-wah-wahhhā¦(You know the one sound snippet, right? The one theme from The Good, the Bad and the Ugly - or whatever movie it is ā that maybe involves a tumbleweed rolling across the screen, and then a huge shootout? If you donāt know it, play a sample on this Wikipedia page!) playing in the background.
Itās convenient the prarie dog didnāt appear when Hototo (old) had his revenge spree.
I noticed thereās a bit of a mark under Kosameās left eyeā¦it suggests that heās been crying (or maybe it shows tiredness from the raceā¦?), but itās not that noticeable.
So thatās the real Gilā¦and tose were his henchmen that threatened to hang everyone bar Kosame. Got it.
(notes to self) So, for charting a course with Appare Ranman!, itās Los Angeles -> Death Valley -> Ely -> Denver -> ??? -> New York. Got it.
Fugou Keiji 4
āDaisuke-samaā isnāt āLord Daisukeā, it would be āSir Daisukeā, I thinkā¦but ālordā has a proper translation in Japanese.
The truck has a Shinagawa licence plate. Anime really does like Shinagawa, huh? (Based on ID: INVADED and this.)
I think itāll be interesting to see Kambe handle this without HEUSC.
The board for Sanchome (which is equivalent to a suburbā¦or a county, I guess?) has posters saying stuff like ātake your dog poop homeā and āletās protect the environment!ā (technically, it says āletās protect the region/area!ā, but that doesnāt translate right. Thereās even a flea market. Still, those posters donāt have any big hintsā¦not that I know of so far.
I kind of forgot that dude was the gardener for Kambeās houseā¦er, mansion.
I noticed a poster in the kouban says haru (spring) on it. Thatās probably the same one that Haruās name is signified by, assuming thatās not in combo with another character or few.
Oh greatā¦the sister is an overbearing one.
Ahhā¦he doesnāt like natto. So thatās the problem. Daisuke is childish (like Appare)ā¦Note I donāt like natto either, but I wouldnāt run away from home (or similar) because I was fed natto.
I noticed Kambe uses shinseki (which doesnāt refer to close family). āRelativeā is a correct translation of that word, I just wanted to check that word was the right one for the context.
Thereās a green tea bottle by the sinkā¦I donāt think Iād mistake that shade of green for anything else.
LOL, I didnāt think weād actually get to see Kambe with his hair ādownā, so to speak. Itāsā¦an interesting look, for sure.
Oh my gosh! It cost him (Haru) $15!!! (LOL, cheapskateā¦says the cheapskateā¦*suddenly droops and stops laughing*) Update: Sorry about the sudden downer there. I was having what the kids these days call a āwoke momentāā¦at least, I think thatās how they use that term.
ā¦Iād watch that crime drama. Itās funny.
Just realised Kato has an older model of phone than Kambe does.
This episode was kinda like a Tokyo Sonata kind of thing, huh? The sensational in the middle of the not-so-sensationalā¦āsensationalā for this show, anyway.
Those kids look like the ones from Erased.
*lightbulb goes off in brain* What if the dog went to Kambeāsā¦?
Can Suzue actually hear HEUSC while Kambe is using itā¦? $2.46 thoughā¦that is cheap, in comparison to the ham.
This was the cheapest episode so far (about $550)ā¦probably because it was an insight into Katoās life, more than Kambeās.
Fugou Keiji 5
The flag seems to be based on Cameroonās (which is in Africa, not America) and the āArita Kinenā seems to refer to Arima Kinen, meaning this episode is set around Christmas-ish. Credit goes to Kambe Zaibatsu on this show.
I-Itās a Humvee!
Polyadoll (sic)ā¦?
The Poliador guy speaks perfect Japaneseā¦(?)
The star! Itās a key thingy!
I thought Kamei was the 1st Division dude with the reddish hair. Turns out it was the blondeā¦? Update: Redhead is Hoshino.
Ummmmmmā¦he was reading pornā¦? Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhā¦okayyyyyyyyyyyyyā¦
ā¦oh, the costs for Kambeās tuxedo are on there. Soās the cost for repairing the bike Suzue rode.
Fugou Keiji 6
I never knew there were so many money proverbs to be used as episode titlesā¦
What is Kambe doing with his handsā¦? Heās not even using the computer.
Imura seems to use a Windows 10 with Cortana on the taskbar.
HGPC 20
Whatās with all the Naruto running this episodeā¦?
HGPC 21
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#simulcast commentary#healin' good precure#fugou keiji: balance unlimited#millionaire detective#Koi to Producer: EVOL x LOVE#mr love queen's choice#Appare Ranman!#Chesarka watches AR#Chesarka watches HGPC#Chesarka watches Koi to Producer#Chesarka watches Fugou Keiji
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Hi there! Iām a new writeblr and i was just wondering if you had any advice for integrating myself into the community? Iām dreadfully awkward even online so I have no idea what Iām doing fbfbdbd so sorry to bother!!!
No need to be sorry - youāre one of us now! Helping the community is never a bother to me or to many others here. Iām happy to be of service, if I can!
There are plenty of methods to connect with others in the community! Here, let me list seven simple ways that have helped me personally (or that I know have helped others) - even if they be but a wee bit daunting:
1. Reblog and Comment on Peopleās Posts
This seems elementary, doesnāt it? I assure you, this has made me more friends on this site than anything else. Your first few weeks in the Writeblr Community will likely consist of you following every writer you can find and drifting aimlessly through the writeblr tag. Hereās my advice: whenever you see a post that catches your eye, click that reblog button and leave a reply. Not in the tags, not in the comments, but on the actual reblogged post itself.
Why do this? Because thereās no downside! No one looks at someone sayingĀ āwow, this character seems coolā orĀ āooh, this picture is so prettyā and goes:Ā ā...imma block this jerkā. Like, no. You know what theyāre gonna do? Probably cry into their keyboard, thank the heavens above that someone took the time to notice them, and leave you a lovely thank you note in response.
It still baffles me how many people are shocked that I take the time to do this. You will never know what one act of kindness can do for you or for them. And the people that leave these kinds of love notes on my posts are the ones Iām more apt to reply to, follow, and reach out to in order to form a relationship with!
Not everyone will notice you. Not everyone will thank you. Not everyone will follow you. But plenty will - and even more will be impacted by your positivity! And people like me, and those Iām close with? We know who is making a difference in this community, and we champion those people.
2. Ask to Be Included on Tag Lists for WIPs
Now, you might be wondering how in the world youāll find posts to respond to. Valid question! The easiest way I have found to do this, other than scouring a number of tags (#writeblr, #writing, #mywriting, etc.) for hours on end, is to ask to be included in a tag list. If youāre unfamiliar with the term, this means that the author will tag/mention you in every significant post related to this story/character/etc.
This saves my life. I donāt have time to search everywhere, so finding projects to follow and having them sent to my notifications instantly, is a blessing beyond compare. From there, you might find the names of other authors to connect with who could have WIPs of their own who you could alsoĀ follow! Once you find one, you can find dozens more - itās a chain reaction.
And if you need some ideas of what to be tagged in? My recommendations for where to get started would be: The LORE/SOLE series by @incandescent-creativity, The Dawnbringer by @ardawyn, and literally everything by @lady-redshield-writes. These three update consistently, interact with the community, and are just all-around lovely people with considerable followings.
3. Send Asks and Messages to People
Look at that, youāre already halfway there with this one! Now, you just need to take off that anonymous sign. Scary, I know. But it will make all the difference in the long run!
Iāve built relationships with certain people because they would send me asks on a consistent basis (back when I had the time to run weekly ask games). When I recognized their names, it endeared me to them, and I almost always wound up following and interacting with them. Some of them are my genuine friends now!Ā
Until youāve built up a fanbase of your own, you can always interact with other peopleās ask games. Tags likeĀ ā#oc askā,Ā ā#ask gameā, orĀ āwriteblr askā can be great sources for finding people to interact with! And, just like with the reblogs, thereās no downside. All you need to do is submit an ask with the appropriate info and BAM! Brownie points earned. Plus, if you take two seconds to look up their WIPās title or the name of a character (even if you donāt know much about them), itāll help them to feel like you value them and are making an effort to know them and the work they value so much.
4. Respond toĀ āNew Writeblr/Writeblr Introā Posts
Have you ever made an introduction post so that others from the community knew you? If not, Iām sure you can imagine that you would like others to respond to that. No one wants to walk up to someone, introduce themselves, only for a chorus of crickets to replace any chance at conversation.
The good thing with these posts in particular are that they are all made by people in the exact same position as you! Yes, youāre all scared and timid and intimidated and not sure what youāre doing yet. Thatās okay! They donāt bite. All theyāre hoping for is to find other people they can relate with - and frankly, youāre in a better position to fulfill that hope than even I am!
5. Participate in Tag Games
Now, this one might seem odd. Donāt you need to be tagged to be part of a tag game? You would be correct! The thing is that plenty of people leave a fun little addendum to the end of their tag lists:Ā āand anyone else who wants to be taggedā. Thatās your golden ticket, my friend!
You could then post your response to the tag game, mentioning the author who taggedĀ āanyone elseā (thatās you!), and then mentioning other names of those youāve followed or conversed with thus far! Just be aware of people who have requested not to be tagged in games or posts, but that number seems limited around writeblr (since most things require being tagged in to keep track of).
This is a simple way to engage with other people and post snippets of or thoughts about your own work without any pressure for people to respond! Trust me, thereās nothing wrong if someone doesnāt keep the game going - lifeās just busy! But theyāll see your name. And, with any luck, theyāll remember it.
6. Find a Discord Community or Writing Group
This one might be more difficult for my fellow introverts, but itās an option that can really pay off in the long run. There are a number of writing-centric Discord groups fluttering around that house authors and artists of every shape, size and style. If youāre tackling NaNoWriMo this year, there are a ton for that as well!
If you feel like jumping into a random community would be too much for you, youāre always welcome to join mine: The Homestead! Weāre very low-key, and all take life at our own pace, so thereās no expectation for consistent interaction. But Iāve seen people continually encourage and uplift one another, which is beautiful to watch.
7.Ā Ask People You Trust to Introduce You
What better way to find other people who are safe to connect with than asking someone you trust? If youāre submitting this ask, then I hope you have at least the tiniest bit of faith in me. If so, then allow me to recommend those members of our community who would be happy to get you acclimated and make new friends: @incandescent-creativityā, @ratracechroniclerā, @paladin-andricā, @minas-writingā, @ardawynā,Ā Ā @feathered-quillā, @lady-redshield-writesā and @noloumnaā are all lovely people who Iāve connected with on both a literary and personal level, and whom I trust would welcome you with open arms.
BONUS: Iāll Be Your Friend!
Look, if youāre all out of luck otherwise, youāve come to a safe place. Reach out to me, if youād like. We can talk on anon first, if youād prefer, or keep it to my inbox for privacyās sake. Or, heck, go crazy and just post on my stuff or tag me in yours! I am here to help make the community feel welcomed - and that includes making new members feel at home. My schedule is, admittedly, crazy, but I will alwaysĀ make time to meet you :)
Moral of the Story: Making friends means going the extra mile to prove to others that you think a relationship with them is worthwhile. An act of kindness and an outstretched hand will buy you more than any money or follower count or fancy writing project could.
#ask#new writeblr#writeblr#writers of tumblr#writers on tumblr#writing community#write#writer#writing#author#writeblr intro
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#LocationFree - How are global nomads coping with their wanderlust lifestyle?
No one has been left unscathed, have we? We have all had to adjust, re-jig, process life, handle loss, and take stock ā¦every single one of us? Same storm, different ship, right?
Amidst all the āstuffā going on globally, I recently listened to my heart and launched my 5th book, titled ā10 Lessons for Living #LocationFree.ā Originally planning to launch it much earlier, I waited until the time felt right and until I had the right energy to tackle it. I honestly feel that now, more than ever, we need to keep our dreams, ideals and possibilities ALIVE and top of mind.
Even if we are a bit stuck now, our thinking and feeling do NOT have to be stuck.
In the process of writing this book, I wanted to offer readers some varied perspectives and thus set about interviewing 16 awesome folks to get their views on living this lifestyle. When the book was released just 2 weeks ago, I really wanted to check back in and get their updates on living āLocationFree.ā We are all between 40 and 60 years old, living our own version of this lifestyle all around the world. Essentially I wanted to see how the year had shaped up for them since our initial interview āĀ to see if they were more hellbent on continuing this vagabond lifestyle, to understand if something fundamental had shifted for them, or if perhaps world events have made them reconsider lifestyle choices related to all things #LocationFree?
#LocationFree is my preferred term, but it is often referred to as Global Nomad, Digital Nomad, Location Independent, Portable Pro, etc. The name is less important than what we live day-to-day.
I wanted to update myself, too. I have honestly had a profoundly āinterestingā year. Iām definitely NOT saying it was easy and straightforward, but that I dug deep and found ways to try and accept and lean into what was going on rather than resist it all. The latter option felt futile and counter-productive in every form. I contracted and tested positive for the covid lurgy back in March 2020 after hurriedly exit-ing South Africa. I was out there to launch my 4th book, āWrite your Book in 100 Days,ā with my business partner. We had multiple book launches and events, live interviews from some major PR rolling out. It was our chance to inspire and reconnect with all the wonderful South African writers in our community. Plus, all my annual medical appointments were booked for what might have been my last regular visit to South Africa.
As I tuned in and reacted to what was unfolding, I knew I needed to get on a plane fast, to the UK. I was due to travel via Dubai to visit a friend stationed there but decided to hotfoot it directly to the UK, just a couple of days before lockdown kicked in. After all, South Africa was officially no longer any form of ābaseā for me after the break up with my partner, so I didnāt fancy getting āstuckā there.
I knew I wanted to get to my mum in time for the first proposed lockdown so she wouldnāt be on her own. Well, for sanity, company, and a bit of TLC more than needing to ālook afterā her ā sheās a super strong woman! But before being able to get to her, after testing positive for covid (I only ever experienced mild symptoms, thank goodness), I had to isolate myself for a month before it was deemed safe for me to stay with mum in her presidential home. We then āenjoyedā three months of strict lockdown together. Lucky we had too much TV, laughter, wine, great food, daily walks, and I also celebrated my birthday with her. Zoom Style with friends around the world.
One of the hardest business challenges was letting go of our international Writing Retreats that were booked. It often takes folk at least aĀ year to decide, book, and pay for one of our retreats. Writers from all over the world were joining Sarah and me in Greece, Italy, and Spain for a total of four retreats and residencies. We had to face cancellations, field the uncertainty with massive deposits we had paid across to secure hotels, and handle the non-refundable deposit challenge. We initially postponed and shuffled dates later in 2020 in the eternal hope that we could still host them later in the year, and had clients ready to hop on planesā¦ and then finally releasing them all in favour of 2021 dates. We ālostā some clients who couldnāt move to the new dates, and have not yet been able to start filling those spaces for 2021. That was my main income revenue down the sink. I know the entire world understands all the drastic financial challenges of the year and I am not alone in that.Ā
The moment it was āsafeā enough to travel, and the world eased open a bit in the UK, I travelled to a wee Scottish island, Iona, for an overdue, personal and significant retreat. I had been wanting to reconnect with Iona to organise a writing retreat, so I was fulfilling two objectives. It is a very sacred isle that offers deep healing and was just what I needed. Mum was happyĀ (and I guess sad) to finally wave goodbye after three intense months together. The year has allowed me to live what I call a ārevised versionā of living location free ā with restrictions and other things factored in, like everyone. I was planning on spending 2020 starting to look for my next Northern bases, so that has obviously been postponed. My heart is being pulled by the idea of setting up some version of flexible homes in both Scotland and the Mediterranean ā but that will need to wait until I can travel abroad to explore that option more fully.
I am just not a ONE HOME type of gal. Any future partner I have in life needs to know that a deep love for travel and adventure is wired into my cells. But I am starting to consider a couple of bases to move between, with loads of side- travel too!
So I relished a much quieter work year. I was already planning on taking time off from running regular online writing mentorships as I needed a break from that intense type of work, and then all our summer writing retreats retreated into the distance. So I took most of the year off to be in the GAP. I stayed in quieter retreat ātype mode with myself.
I embarked on an intense, personal retreat process on Iona to recalibrate again. I went offline for 3 weeks and 80% offline for a further 5 weeks. The poor wifi signal helped that switching off process. But this was not about covid. To be honest, it was more related to where I am in my life and business cycle. I needed to do a mammoth, triple-angled closing out process. One was the ending of my relationship after five years, and another was leaving South Africa, and the third closing out a few aspects of what used to make up my business. But all that was happening despite covidās impact. You can read more about that journey here.
On Iona I also fell headlong into a fantastic new heart-based hobby with the actual āmakingā of books, learning the art and skill of āBook Bindingā or BookArt. I am smitten and have a bag of tools, paper, ink, and waxed linen thread to lug around now. If ever you come on a retreat with me, you will be sure to make your own book from now on!
Uhmmm, yes, the irony is that my motto is #LIVELIGHTELIVELARGE, so excess clothes can get turfed out of the suitcase but my new bookmaking tools will have to stay put for this #LocationFree gal.
I am still 100% pursuing my own version of living #LocationFree, just with the added goal of looking for a couple of places to call a ābaseā in 2021. Love Kate x
***Here is what some OTHER global Nomads say about how this year impacted their gallivanting lifestyle around the world. All of these amazing folk below have contributed to my latest book to offer their take on being #LocationFree.
* My global nomadship is NOT over yet! Dee Before COVID-19 stopped us all in our tracks, I had been already considering my global footprint and thinking about how I could still travel and work as a nomad, but with more and more respect for the environment by reducing my use of fossil fuels.
Since being āstuckā at my daughterās house since March 1st, I have had more time to contemplate my next move, and I think I will be much more mindful about the āgigsā I say yes to in terms of length. Instead of jumping from plane to plane and delivering multiple workshops or events in one week, I will spaciously alter my availability and only offer one city a week for short jobs. In addition, Iām considering āputting myself out to hireā to communities for 3-6 month, longer-term projects.
As for this crazy year, I have still felt like a ānomadā because most of my international work has continued online, but Iāve been receiving some āsnail mailā at my daughterās address where Iām staying, and I donāt like it. My daughter and friends tease me, saying, āooh, look, you have mail!ā which I vehemently deny! Haha!
I did join a gym in my daughterās town but, I made sure it was one of the franchise-type ones that proliferate Australia so that when Iām back on the road, I can still make use of the membership.
I still live out of my suitcase. Itās on a shelf, in the cupboard, in my daughterās spare room, and I have deliberately done very little extra shopping this year and still buy my suitcase-sized ātop-ups.ā All my purchases have still been with the thought that I will eventually be back on the road.
As of December 2020, bookings for work in early 2021 have started rolling in, and Iām feeling the pullback towards the actual road (not flights) that will most likely be my future for at least the next 12 months until our international borders and flights are safe again. My global nomadship is not over yet!Yours in Community, Dee
Dee Brooks is a mum of four adults and is a passionate community development practitioner and trainer with over 20 years of experience. She has been an Intentional Nomad since 2015 and has travelled and worked in over 20 countries, creating impact through capacity building and knowledge sharing. http://jeder.com.au
*What is COVID offering US in terms of new perspectives? Martin When Covid struck, all my jobs and activities came to quite an abrupt halt. But organically, other things suddenly needed to be done. My life in a nutshellā¦ Go with the flow, take things as they come, and run with it as best you can.
Pre-Covid, I was housesitting, hiking, travel guiding, and occasionally giving sushi workshops. When all that stopped, for my dad, who lives alone, all his support and social engagements/contacts were terminated as well. So I kind of organically transitioned into being his only daily visitor and part-time caregiver. A foundation I occasionally volunteer at was seeing a huge dip in the (mostly 55+ aged) volunteer availability, so my āwhenever I can, Iāll let you knowā volunteering turned into a fixed few days a week. With the rest of the time, I worked on my campervan conversion, which I was not really getting around to before Covid. So you could say that just as in life, Covid took but replaced other things in its place for me to make a differenceā¦ And no less important, it also gave me space to remember what I was passionate about and the time to work on it as well.
Looking forward, my future perspective has not changed much with Covid. I will keep living as a nomad, primarily housesitting going from place to place, alternated with some hiking travel guiding and volunteering here and there, and being a self-supporting van-lifer the rest of the time. What Covid did do, however, is make me realize how positive and stable this self-supportive lifestyle made me, as when mass-hysteria struck, I accepted it as it came and just took it in my stride.
To me, the best way to approach the whole Covid-situation is to look at what it is offering in terms of new perspectives, rethinking priorities and time away from work, commuting, and stress in favor of me-time. It is pretty much nailed on the head by this little quote by Karen Salmansohn:
You gotta look for the good in the bad, the happy in the sad, the gain in your pain, what makes you grateful, not hateful. And if there is no good in the bad, or happy in the sad, then you are put in that spot right there, right then, to help create it for yourself and the people around youā¦ May you be happy and well, Martin Martin Van Den Berg is a full-time professional housesitter, capable with all animals but specialising in big or ādifficultā dogs and packs. Willing to travel. [email protected]Ā Ā Ā Ā https://www.facebook.com/martinvdberg73āØ
* Will we resume nomadic life? Nancy It was sheer coincidence that we moved into a long-term rental the day that Spain went into lockdown! A day later and we would have needed approval from the police to move, to drive elsewhere other than to the supermarket for essential supplies. My unexpected pulmonary embolism in April 2019 had stopped our travels and, due to ongoing medical treatment, necessitated us staying in Oliva for a while. As we liked it here, at the end of that year, totally unrelated to the pandemic, we decided to stay in the area longer and, in January 2020, found a new home near the sea.
Even if we had booked another Air B&B, ready to travel again, itās unlikely weād have been able to. As a new tenant hadnāt been secured for the townhouse weād been renting, we would have had to stay there longer. This would have been so frustrating! I was always excited when moving-on and to have no choice but to stay would have been very hard. Instead, we could look forward to our new home close to the beach!
My online work continued despite the pandemic, and my weekdays didnāt really alter as I sat at the computer in my home-office as usual. The virus situation has definitely changed our nomadic mindset, though, and now Iām not even sure if weāll resume our journey!
The pandemic in Europe and ever-changing border restrictions make it difficult to travel, so for now, weāve accepted itās necessary to stay-put. Instead of looking forward to exploring new places, we appreciate the opportunity and extra time available to visit our own area, which is very varied and beautiful. Weāve also made some friends here and, in a time when we cannot easily see family in the UK, these relationships are all the more important.
As weāve not had to pack-up the car to move-on in a single journey, weāve also gradually acquired more possessions and are making our current rental a āhome.ā The more we become settled, putting down roots, itās so much harder to consider moving away. Maybe one day weāll revise our wanderlust, maybe not. Perhaps weāll take holidays again instead. Weāre just not dwelling on that.
Although weāve always had a flexible attitude, this year has taught-us that absolutely anything unexpected can happen! Weāre OK, and we have each other, our health, an income, and a home, so do appreciate this as never before. Kind regards, Nancy Nancy Benn is a versatile virtual assistant with more than ten yearsā experience providing efficient support to clients. Working remotely from her home office, Nancy helps entrepreneurs achieve more time and headspace to develop their business by supporting and encouraging their endeavours by providing outstanding, skilled admin and secretarial support. www.directpaservices.co.ukĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā āØwww.nancybenn.comāØ
*Coincidence doesnāt exist. I always believed that! Jan What happened to this digital nomad during the Covid pandemic? I guess the same as with all the others: being stuck in one place and not moving anymore. In my case, Iām stuck in Budapest in Hungary. Coincidentally, as a Dutch citizen, I already had a house in Hungary, and I am a resident in this country. Something that, after the fact, turns out to be a good thing. I will explain, and this explanation shows once more, that coincidence doesnāt exist. It was for a reason that I got stuck here.
In February 2019, I left the Netherlands and started my digital nomad existence. South America, Spain, and South Africa. In April 2020, I ended up in a very strict lockdown in South Africa, and after three tough weeks, I was finally able to return to the Netherlands on a repatriation flight. From The Netherlands, I flew immediately to my home in eastern Hungary. It was a safe haven in these bizarre times. It was also far removed from covid, with only 2 cases known out of the 3 000 inhabitants in the village.
After a few weeks of being in Hungary, a letter fell on the mat from the Dutch authorities. They stated that with retroactive effect to February 2019 (!) I was no longer officially living in the Netherlands, that I was not allowed to continue my business there and that I was no longer insured for medical expenses.
Pay attention! With more than one year retroactive effect!
Panic! Whatās next? At that time, there was only one option: I would have to live 100% as a resident in Hungary and build a new company structure with two limited companies: one in the Netherlands containing all the customers and one in Hungary where I am an employee. Subsequently, I was accepted into the Hungarian health insurance system (which is cheap, but not the worldās best) and a perfect private health insurance top-up that will enable me to be anywhere in the world and still have good insurance!
All of this turned out to be a golden solution for me as a nomad. The taxes in Hungary are the lowest in Europe, and even after my retirement in some years, the 0% income tax is Europeās best! I am currently renting an apartment in the heart of downtown Budapest, and at the weekends I visit my house in the countryside to relax. This is truly the ideal āsnob-lifeā of all the Budapest-inhabitants!
Coincidence doesnāt exist. I never believed in that. But all these puzzle pieces came together so precisely into one nice new picture. So with all that happened to me, I have to admit: coincidences might just exist!
While I am stuck in Hungary for now, I spend ALL my time preparing for the future! Jan
Jan Van Kuijk has been living partly in the Netherlands and partly in Hungary for more than 10 years. The two countries finally became too small for him, and in 2018, after 15 years of preparation, he decided to travel the world as a Digital Nomad. With his work on WordPress and Joomla websites, he is generating sufficient income to live his dream. https://digitalnomadlifestyle.nlĀ Ā Ā https://janvankuijk.nlāØ
*Cruising (or not) with Covid ā Debbie Well, itās been an interesting couple of months ā thank you, 2020!
From being aboard āthat shipā which was disallowed docking in Chile, Peru, Ecuador, Panama, Costa Rica, and Mexico, to finally disembarking our guests in San Diego, after 29 days onboard! Our guests got an additional 15 days cruising on the house, and of course, courtesy of corona!
Then, many of us got ill and had to deal with āisolationship,ā which in itself added a new dimension to both cruise life, as well and levels of sanity and productivity! Getting the South African crew repatriated back to our own country was another covid challenge, but we finally made it to home soil in June, three months after the break-out onboard our floating home. At this stage, a total of 60 days of āisolationshipā had been achieved, and it is no small feat to spending that amount of time on your own in a room that is hard to pace 10 steps without having to stop dead!
Since then, the waiting to return to what we love has taken its toll in various forms, forcing many to find alternative employment sources. I have kept myself busy by doing some āself-reflection and tweaking,ā a vital step to recalibrating and accessing what makes it out of the covid crisis with you and what needs to be resolved and rested!
I have decided to study a diploma in HR to be better equipped in my line of work and where I see myself adding relevance; making memories with my family, and building a legacy in my gorgeous granddaughterās life while watching the world continue to be crazed about vaccines and searching for new normals!
Living life #LocationFree post-covid will have its own set of challenges, but I am hopeful that we will be traveling and impacting more lives in the near future! Remember at this time, to be kind ā to those who donāt understand or think the way you do, and itās OK to be different ā after all, thatās what it takes to live #LocationFree. Love Debbie
Debbie Botha courageously leapt at the chance to travel and showcase her training development, coaching, negotiation, and change- management skills within the world of cruising. She now wears officer stripes on her shoulders and a smile on her face as she explores international waters is studying HR, dabbles in Bitcoin, and revels in being a nurturing Nana. linkedin.com/in/debbiebothaglobalĀ Ā Ā Ā Instagram: @debbiebothaofficialāØ
*Life Has Shifted A Little ā Chris and Jillian We had moved places in Morocco a few times. We had decided that we needed our own space after two and a half months in the hostel we were painting in, and we moved into an apartment in Tinghir. Shortly after we moved into our new place, the lockdown was lifted. And even though we were some of the only foreigners around, we werenāt being hassled too much to come and buy things.
We moved out to Rissani after two weeks, which was located at the edge of the Sahara. The roads were now just starting to open up for people to move between towns and cities. After a few weeks there, we read a news headline saying that all foreigners had to leave Morocco by August 10th. We then decided that we wanted to spend some time on the coast, so off we went to Essaouira.
We ended up renting an Airbnb for a really good discounted price inside the medina. There were still very few tourists around, and we were getting hassled by more people to come and buy things. We had booked a flight to leave on the 8th, and a few days before the day, the flight was canceled. We then read more information about needing to leave and found out that it was fake news and didnāt need to go.
We rented the place for two more months, and it was nice to have our own space and work on our own projects. The owner of the Airbnb had upgraded the wifi to accommodate our needs, and we accomplished a lot of much needed online work. The localsā mood had dropped, and eventually, we had started to see drunk people in the day fist fighting at random times. This was not normal, so we felt that it was time to go.
We booked a direct flight to Turkey, and we travelled to Casablanca to exit the country. There were not many people in the airport, which made the experience one of the easiest times weāve had travelling. We were told that we would expect to get tested for Covid when we arrived at the airport, this didnāt happen. We were also told that we would expect to get tested when we arrived in Turkey, this didnāt happen either. Turkey was open, and everything was business as usual. In the last two weeks here, the Turkish government has started implementing some restrictions. Restaurants are closed except for takeout, a weeknight curfew of 8:00, and everything except grocery stores are closed over the weekends.
We have no doubt in our minds that this is the only way we can live our lives. Travel has probably changed forever due to Covid, but we will deal with it. We wonāt be returning to conventional life, and we find too much happiness in this way of life
Chris de Cap Iāve been an artist my whole life, more than half of which as a tattoo artist. I spent the bulk of my adult life being nomadic, however, mostly in Canada. Now Iāve taken my nomadic habits out into the world. http://www.artisticvoyages.com/Ā Ā Ā Ā www.instagram.com/artisticvoyages
*Clearing the decks and learning what it means to be resilient I feel like 2020 is the year that we were all forced to stop, take a deep breath, and look at how we are living. The word that kept coming up for me this year was resilience.
Here in Spain, we experienced one of the strictest lockdowns in Europe and in a city like Malaga where we are used to being active and social life quickly started to feel a little surreal. I remember saying to friends that it felt like I was living in a Netflix movie. Deserted streets, no noise or energy.
There is a thriving community of entrepreneurs and freelancers in the city and I organise a co-working meet-up. I remember our last in-person event just before the lockdown happened. I donāt think anyone realised just what was coming! After that, we took the meet-ups online like many events and it proved a great way to stay connected and motivated when we werenāt able to meet up in person. I launched my first retreat in October at an amazing venue called Vega House. This was one of my big goals for 2020 and after nearly a year of putting things on hold, I was determined to make it happen.
I have experienced lots of personal and professional shifts this year and it feels like it has been a bit of a baptism of fire. I know I have learned to be more present in how I live. I have become much more conscious of time and not wasting it this year. This has affected my relationships, friendships and priorities as a whole.
I had planned to do more international travel this year and instead found that there was so much more on my doorstep than I had realised to explore and appreciate. Slowing down and living with restrictions has helped me and I am sure others to find joy in unexpected places. I think I am going into 2021 with a renewed sense of optimism around what is possible for me. I am focusing on staying grounded and appreciating the here and now.
Victoria Jane Watson is a business and media mentor working with female entrepreneurs leading the way in the health and wellness industry. She gets to the heart of what makes her clients unique, showing them how to leverage their story and expertise effectively so they can build a personal brand that supports their business goals. www.victoriajanewatson.comĀ Ā Instagram: @victoriajanewatson
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20 Mewtwo Fanfics Recs
Since Iāve been getting more Mewtwo asks recently, I thought I would make a post to promote some of the Mewtwo fics that have caught my eye over the years. Here is a round-up of the ones that were the most memorable and influential to me when I was growing up, as well as some that look promising for other fans to check out!
MEMORABLE FICS:
1. Damaged by Cheshire Kat24
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8906040/1/Damaged
Summary: Living life to its fullest is never easy. A lesson Mewtwo learns the hard way after sustaining an injury that even his abilities cannot heal without help. With his new friends, he embarks on a journey that will define not only his place in the world, but that of his entire species.
My thoughts: While I never managed to read the entire story, this is a classic and was probably the first long, multi-chapter story with Mewtwo as the lead.
2. Shadows Like You by cosmicmewtwo
Link: Not available, though you can hit her up on Tumblr for the file.
Summary: Driven by his hunger for power, Giovanni creates three new Mewtwos. The clones seem to be under control...but for how long? And how will Mewtwo himself be affected?
My thoughts: This was incredibly influential to my writing, being a huge part of the inspiration behind āTPRS.ā The Mewthrees introduced here were great and I checked every day for updates until this fic was complete. As a humorous aside, when I was a wee lass with barely any fic to my name, I sent cosmicmewtwo a message asking if I could use Mewthree characters in my own story, without realizing that cosmicmewtwo didnāt own that concept. She, bless her heart, confusedly told me to go ahead with my story and supported some of my earliest fics.
3. Anomaly by Dark Magician Girl Aeris
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3173119/1/Anomaly
Summary: When Mewtwo erased his memory from the minds of Team Rocket, he overlooked the computers they used in studying him. Now a second member of the race has been created by even more unorthodox means than the first. And boy, is she mad!
My thoughts: Aeris is excellent at writing Mewtwo, to the point where this is probably the most canon-compliant depiction of him that Iāve come across. This adventure story is also well-written and has a lot of feel-good moments. I wish that sheād managed to finish it, but what she has, along with the connected one-shots, is worth digging into.
4. TheĀ Sword and Shield Series by Kayasuri-n
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3535877/1/Sword-and-Shield
Summary: Detective Brenda Johnson was looking for something suspicious when she entered the lab, not a connection between Team Rocket and gym leader Giovanni Rocketto. She certainly wasnāt expecting Mewtwo. Rated M for Murder and other subjects.
My thoughts: So if youāre looking for a super fun murder mystery ride, this one is for you! I still desperately want to see what the remake would look like. That said, there are several entries in the old series, all of which are great.
5. More Than Just Shadow by Kirlien
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3602934/1/More-Than-Just-Shadow
Summary: Amy was sitting quietly on the doublebed, watching over the wounded PokĆ©mon. āMewtwoā¦What are you?ā¦Who are you?ā she whispered faintly, her fingers brushing against his cheek slightly in a soothing motion.
My thoughts: I remember this fic for how it captured the golden feeling of innocence in the Pokemon franchise. While dark things were happening in this story, there was a sense of warmth and compassion that Iāve always admired. This is another one that I wish had been finished, but what is here is worth digging into.
6. Between Two Worlds by Leonardo Mystic
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/505048/1/Between-Two-Worlds
Summary: Ki is a teenage girl with special powers. Who one day accidentally discovers the Team Rocket project of Mewtwo.Ā
My thoughts: This was one of the first Mewtwo fics I ever read and was the most memorable in the romance category. Iād call it one of the classics and an interesting rewrite of the original movie.Ā
7. Forgotten by Melora Maxwell
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/926885/1/Forgotten
Summary: The humans have a most strange saying. Curiosity killed the cat. I suppose in my case, it would be curiosity killed the clone. For it is what I am.
My thoughts: This one was responsible for the genesis of āAngelic Shadows.ā Itās angsty and, despite being lean in the way of descriptions, it has a strong emotional impact. Itās a shame that it never got an ending, because it seems like it was within a few chapters of being complete. Even so, if you like gritty, this is a good one to look into. Ā
8. Eclipsed by Meriah
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4468231/1/Eclipsed
Summary: A young woman named Sutichay carries Arei, a miraculous child, whose birth will bring about a religious conflict. Later in the chaos, Arei is made the priestess of Mewtwo, and her growing attraction to him stirs the anger of Sabrina, his wife.
My thoughts: While this fic only has a few chapters, the premise is imagination, the writing is lovely, and it deserved more attention than it received. This was also the inspiration for my story āHollow.ā When Meriah discarded the original prologue for āEclipsed,ā she allowed me to use itāand the character Areiāas a jumping off point for my own story. The result was two very different tales with similar thematic cores.
9. The Incomplete Soul Saga by Miyuutsuu
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/888889/Miyuutsuu
Summary: What is my true purpose in life?
My thoughts: If youāre looking for more grit, we have this odd series by Miyuutsuu, who wrote his stories with the Rule of Cool. Want Mewtwo to have a sword? An angsty romance with a gym leader? Possibly some loss of limbs? Then here you go! Itās a dark action/adventure story with a different flavor than anything else on this list.
10. Of Moonlight Shadows and Echoes Past by ZeoViolet
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/620186/1/Of-Moonlight-Shadows-and-Echoes-Past
Summary: A Psychic teenager named Sharie, daughter of one of Mewtwoās creators, finds a baby Mewtwo Giovanni forgot aboutā¦and eventually, runs into Mewtwo himself.
My thoughts: This was my favorite Mewtwo fic and one that I still think of fondly. The writing is lush, the premise is solid, and I definitely wanted to see where it would have gone. Itās another classic of the fandom. Ā
11. If You Let Me by Byoshi
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4129309/1/If-You-Let-Me
Summary: Every Pokemon Smasher must have a master, and the rule is no different for Mewtwo. A tug-of-war begins between Peach and Ganondorf, conflicted but united in their attempt to use Mewtwo to overthrow Master Hand.
My thoughts: I donāt have much to say about this one, other than I really enjoyed it, found the premise intriguing, and wished I could have seen more of the central relationship in it. Sadly, like many of these entries, it was discontinued.
PROMISING FICS:
These are fics that I havenāt actually read, but appear to have pull in the fandom and have definitely had a lot of hard work put into them.
12. Mute, Too by FalconPain
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3931388/1/Mute-Too
Summary: After losing a battle to the dark PokƩmon Darkrai, Mewtwo awakens to find that he no longer has his psychic abilities. No longer able to float, read minds, or even talk to humans or PokƩmon, he must rebuild his life. But how much of this can he take?
13. Forsaken by lilpurplebird
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5842142/1/Forsaken
Summary: Being a Legendary isnāt always a good thingāthey realized that too late when the world came to an end. Mercifully, they were given another chance, but at a cost: They had agreed in a previous life to become mortal should they have failed to uphold their duties. Unbeknownst to them, however, there is a dark power lying in wait, targeting Mew and Mewtwo to do its dirty workā¦
14. Crossing of the Paths by MMMAJ Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/1252581/1/Crossing-of-the-Paths
Summary: Mewtwo can no longer stand living with humans, so he creates a dimensional portal and randomly wanders the web of infinite universes. This is the tale of the places he sees and the people he meets.Ā
15. Lines in the Sand by Shinymonkey8
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6847646/1/Lines-in-the-Sand
Summary: After finally escaping from Giovanni, Mewtwo has a chance to live his life free, and sadly aloneā¦ But when fate leads him to something he would have never expected, a female of his own species, his life is turned upside-downā¦.Ā
16. Human, Monster, Hybrid Series by TheFrogFromHell
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3082844/1/Human
Summary: When Mewtwo lured six trainers into his trap on New Island, heād planned to begin his reign of terror on the human world. He hadnāt planned on being nearly destroyed by the battle that ensued, or on being nursed back to health by a humanāa member of the species heād despised enough to want to eradicate from the earth. Now, Mewtwo is torn between his hatred for his creators, and the new, mysterious emotions he feels for Misty, the human that saved his life. One again, his true purpose is in question: will he still choose to destroy the world, or will these unfamiliar insights change the way Mewtwo views humans, pokĆ©mon, and even himself.Ā
17. From Dark To Light by Whozawhatcha
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7659746/1/From-Dark-To-Light
Summary: Mewtwo falls for a Gardevoir, but hesitates to reveal any of his past to her, considering the circumstances. However, his past and Team Rocket do catch up to him, and how will they manage? And with strife with this Gardevoirās mother, how will they continue to be together? What are her true motives for keeping her daughter from this mysterious pokemon?
18. The Mewblade Series by Vaporeon Lugia Krabby
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2967855/1/Her-Beginning
Summary: Welcome to the real complexity of the Pokemon World. Here we experience the full extent of this world alongside Mewblade, a Mewthree. This prologue introduces Mewblade, following the beginnings of Mewtwo. This opens a larger plot, full of depth and death.
Note: While this isnāt a Mewtwo-centric fic, it has been a prominent work in the fandom for ages.
SOME CAUTIOUS SMUT RECS:
So looking up Mewtwo smut can be dicey, since many of the writers of said smut tend to prefer dub-con or non-con scenes, with Mewtwo being a dominant alpha male/sexually-aggressive character. This can be triggering for some readers. The following two stories are not exactly exceptions to that pattern (well, āThe Mewtwo Fileā is, but I have different qualms about it), but the romance in them helps to mellow them out.
19. The Mewtwo File by Alisonven
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4200365/1/The-Mewtwo-File
Summary: This is the story of the young clone Mewtwo and Aiko, his only human friend, the daughter of his creator.
My thoughts: This is a well-written story and has some good Mewtwo/Ai content in it, albeit features an AU version of them. That said, I have qualms about the sex in here, thanks to the difference between Mewtwoās and Aikoās psychological maturities. Aiko is clearly an adult, while Mewtwo reads more like a teenager. Some readers were fine with that; I felt squicked. There is also a casual use of sexual assault in a later chapter, so be aware of that going into this.
20. Primial Instinct by Sonic Sunshine
Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3486169/1/Primial-Instinct
Summary: Mewtwo tells us the story of how he found and nearly lost love through his eyes. His journey of discovery is one filled with dilemmas, and even the most powerful Pokemon is helpless to stop it. Mewtwo x Lucario.
My thoughts: There are also casual uses of sexual assault in this, including from Mewtwo, which I wasnāt keen on. That being said, this is well-written and the central relationship is interesting, so who knows, it might scratch the yaoi itch for those of you who love the genre.
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Wee Update
I miss posting long-ish updates and I donāt know how many people read this anymore. I STILL canāt get back into Tumblr. But I also donāt follow many active people.
Anywho, I graduate in two months. Itās a pretty big deal for me because itās been an 8 year journey going to 3 different schools, living in 4 different cities in 3 different states. Most of it was in the last 3 years which left me with little time to be āthereā for anyone while also running the channel. Iām excited to be finished. Not just for the sake of being done and having my degree, but finally being able to figure out who I am again.
Lately Iāve been describing my life as feeling like Iām frozen in time until I graduate. I donāt keep up with many TV shows or games. Iām not meeting many new people because I donāt get out much. And when I do, my mind is always partially focused on either work or school. My big fear was becoming distant from my friends. While theyāre all moving on with their lives and making big moves, Iām sitting here trying to keep everything together and run out the clock. While that certainly came true for some (and I donāt blame anyone), Iām so greatful for those who continued to support me for all these years. Itās been a mentally taxing few years and I think itās going to take some time to figure things out for myself. But Iām excited for the unknown.
I want to continue with Youtube and Twitch for the time being to see where I can take it with my mind on a single track. I saw the most growth when I was out of college in 2014-2015. Following that has been a loooong period of stable stagnation sticking to whatās āsafeā but doesnāt lead to any new growth. Iām cautiously optimistic I can grow some more going back to that old way of doing things. College will no longer be lingering in the back of my mind and there will be more room for being creative and committing to bigger projects. Also having more time for myself and those around me to bring in more positive energy. I want to take improv classes and have a more dynamic work/lifestyle. I want all of my friends to be happy and healthy doing what we do. That was the whole point of moving to Austin, to move beyond the 4 walls of a computer setup. But, college sucked the life out of me. Itās taken a little bit to get started. But the beginning is right around the corner š
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Simple Things : Chapter ten
Excerpt - āHe wanted her, needed her close, not ready to let her go just yet. The fact that they couldnāt act on this in public was torture. He nuzzled her neck and almost immediately felt her respond lovingly. Clearly, he was not alone in this agony.ā
If you donāt like smut, skip part 4. If you do like smut, read part 4 twice and let me know... too much? *polishes halo* Tag list: @winterisakiller, @devikafernando, @scorpionchild81, @messy-insomniac-bookgirl, @smutsausage, @hiddlesbitch1 @noplacelikehome77 @wolfsmom1 @meh1217 @dina-bln @lilaeye39 @tinchentitri @fairlightswiftly @nonsensicalobsessions @wolfsmom1 @stmeiou @ink-and-starlight @givemecocoaa @profkmoriarty13 @nikkalia @massivelemon @lotus-eyedindiangoddess @argo-shila @emoietmoi @redfoxwritesstuff @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog @raining-litter @theoneanna Authorās Notes/Warnings: tags will follow later on Anyway thank you in advance for feedback - would love to know what you thinkā¦Also on AO3 through this link Masterlist available through here Bonus: click here for the pinterest moodboard (always updated)
Chapter Ten Edinburgh ā day two
1. As if the cruel temptation of having him so near but not being able to act upon impulses wasnāt enoughā¦ Charlotte effectively had to see Tom disappear into a cocoon; going into hiding behind a polished and flawless facade when professional acquaintances heartily greeted him, congratulating him on his latest project and promptly questioning his future plans.Ā
It was oddly conflicting and confusing to Charlotte, seeing as nearly 10 minutes ago her lips had been on his, and his on hers. Amorously so. He had taken her hand in his again and with a boyish grin laid eyes on her once more before guiding her out into the hallway of the venue. Ready to go somewhere, anywhere, where they could just ābeā.Ā
However this was Edinburgh, and this wĆ s the Fringe Festival. And being an actor, it really wasnāt that unlikely that Tom would run into a familiar face sooner or later. Just like it wasnāt that abnormal that Charlotte would run into some newly-familiarized faces; professionals sheād gotten acquainted with during the latest seminars. It wasnāt ideal, but then again life never is.
Charlotte looked down at her hand in surprise when someone clasped her fingers around a chilled glass of champagne. āCheers love!ā, someone addressed her. Like a fish in the water Tom smiled, accepted the drink offered to him and returned the toast. For Charlotte, however, the world was suddenly turning a bit too fast.
Nobody knew who Charlotte was, nor did they really care for it. Or so it seemed. Although Tom did kindly introduce her to those who wanted to hear. And she was kindly included into a conversation she found had no reason to be in, with people she didnāt know and a fidgety but polite Tom by her side.Ā
Such is the juxtaposition of a renowned actor, she mused as she quickly scanned his features while sipping the chilled flute of champagne. Still, it dizzied her a bit and while she cared for both Toms, she longed for the private one to reveal himself again. Preferably soon.
2. Tom was well aware of the duality of the situation and searched for Charlotte around him, wanting to share both his regret and his apologies. He wanted, no he found he needed to make absolutely clear that there was no foul play on his behalf. That there could be no misunderstanding that this was most definitely not what he had in mind.Ā
Their kiss had left him reeling as well. Because this kiss was real, it felt ātrueā. Spontaneous, yet well-intended. Not at all like the drunken mishap last month, but a heartfelt surrender to whatever it was that had them pulling towards each other. It was all so ānewā, both expected and unexpected. His heart was overjoyed, his mind enchanted and his body suddenly so impatiently hungry for her and her embrace, her arms, her hands, the scent of her sweet perfume, the softness of her warm lips onto his again, ā¦ Tom genuinely longed for nothing more than the world to stand still, granting him time and more privacy for the both of them than this place ever could offer. If only he could escape soonerā¦Ā
Finally settling his gaze onto her, he discovered Charlotte had bumped into some colleagues herself and was laughing heartily among and with them. She blended in so well. It only added to the guilt.Ā
His attention was turned back to his own conversation, where he nodded politely before sharing a laugh. Fuck. He was stuck already. Between professional and private life. Good lord Hiddleston, get yourself together.Ā
With a sigh, he resolutely finished his drink, hoping the director he was currently talking to would be equally understanding as he was eloquent. While this was a conversation heād desperately longed for, the crowd they found themselves in was chaotic, happy and loud. It clouded his otherwise so precise attention. Or was that her doing?Ā
Tom dared to take his chance, and politely explained the eminent director he was, alas, otherwise engaged for the rest of the evening. And so Tom apologetically announced his early departure, but not before extending the amiable man an invitation to his performance the very next evening. With a gentle nod the director agreed, insisting they would ātalk shopā afterwards like the snazzy middle-aged man liked to call it. It was everything Tom could have hoped for and Tom thanked him heartily.Ā
He then subsequently tried reaching out to Charlotte discreetly, scraping his throat gently and brushing the back of his hand against hers, only to see her eyes flick back to him disclosing both her surprise and her warm friendliness. They exchanged a short smile, trying to reassure the other that they really were āalrightā.Ā
Tom respectfully and humorously begged the group for their forgiveness on his intrusion but he hĆ d promised to offer a certain lady the Tour of Fringeā¦ It clearly amused Charlotte who promptly bid her goodbyes to the group before joining him on his path.Ā
She playfully whispered into his ear that her colleagues had been asking her if sheād won a competition of some sort. Tom only chuckled in delight wondering what competition hĆ© had won as they left the venue together, yet at a friendly distance. PR-wise picture perfect. Youāre welcome, Luke.Ā
3. They managed to somehow maintain their distance as they strolled through the streets of Edinburgh that evening, setting their sights on all sorts of street performers. No hands were held anymore, but there was the odd brushing up against each other whenever or wherever possible. Not at all hard when walking amongst crowds. Charlotte bit her lip and glanced down to prevent herself from giggling out loud while Tom mischievously grinned and looked up the other way, trying to maintain his innocence. It was you basic silly teenager material but oh lord it felt so good.Ā
When Charlotte spotted one of the marching giants of the āRoyal de Luxeā-company, she reached for his hand and wordlessly tugged Tom along.Ā
āI know this,ā she finally told him while pointing up to the giant portraying a little girl; a gigantic puppet that was made to walk so smoothly by a dozen people. Strange, how the magic of the walking āpuppetā instantly made you overlook the enormous amount of people working those giants.Ā
āSheās looking for her uncle, the Diver. He lost his hand and ā¦.ā As Charlotte elaborated Tom stepped in closer behind her, his chest against her spine. He had to give to her, the sight was nothing short of spectacular. All spectators were in absolute awe, looking up at the performance in awe. Perfect. Tom felt at ease at the fact there were no eyes on him when looked towards Charlotte and sweetly kissed the croak of her neck while she was admiring the marching giants. A fleeting, tender imprint of his warm lips on her delicate skin. An affirmation of his fondness of her.Ā Ā Ā
He wanted her, needed her close, not ready to let her go just yet. The fact that they couldnāt act on this in public was torture. He nuzzled her neck and almost immediately felt her respond lovingly. Clearly, he was not alone in this agony.Ā
Upon seeing the giants passing them by, he swiftly led her away before anyone else could notice them. They moved through a mass of spectators, in the opposite direction no less, towards the labyrinth of Edinburghās wee, wonderful alleyways. Tom had scoundered these passages so many times before, he knew them like the back of his hand. And he knew they would allow them to climb the steps back to her hotel in privacy, secrecy even.Ā Ā
Charlotte chuckled as she followed his fast pace. All the more thankful when they finally came to a halt in a small alleyway. Here there was room to move, room to breathe, room to look into his eyes again without reservation.Ā
āBetter here,ā he smiled, āno?ā
āMuch,ā she agreed as she slid her hand into his awaiting one before climbing up the first steps, āas long as you know the wayā¦āĀ
He assured her he did while leading her through a close and then up another alleyway which was even more breathtaking than the one before. And nearly deserted, except for that couple of tourists who were making their descent. Tom would clearly hear Charlotte holding her breath momentarily but he gladly turned to her, stepping her back onto a dark threshold where he wordlessly pulled her into a very longing kiss. Charlotte moaned in surprised delight, her fingers fisting the textile of his shirt into her eager hands, while his lips cleverly filled her in exactly how badly he had been wanting to kiss her within that last hour.Ā Ā
She could hear the passing tourists chuckling at their foolish amorous display, however never any the wiser who in fact they had just crossed. And with renewed fervour at that discovery she gladly ran her hand from the nape of his neck up through his soft curls, before softly teasing her tongue over his upper lip. The alley may have been dimly light, but she could distinctly see - and feel - his lips turning into a delighted smile before they submitted to a very ravenous kiss.Ā Ā
Good heavens.
All this skulking had Charlotte feeling like a hormonal teen again and she was very happy to discover she was not alone in this predicament. Finally breaking away from each other, they blissfully giggled to themselves as they stepped out of their confinement. She could feel his hand leaving his position in favour to delicately slide over her spine, before coming to rest on her hip where it nestled itself firmly. And Charlotte tenderly leaned into Tom for the rest if the hike, painfully aware he took the opportunity to kiss the temple of her head and murmuring āno more interruptions, I promise.ā
Damn those firefliesā¦
4. He walked her to her hotel in silence. Again, at a safe distance. He wanted to make sure she would return safe, but got out a level below hers in the elevator. Always so discreet. Charlotte sighed and shook her head. What was she getting herself into? Denying anything was going in in public, yet making out it like teenagers on a curfew in endarkended passages. And now getting out a different floors in the hotel. It made her feel like a broken pendulum. Swinging from far left to the bare right one instant, and coming to a prompt full stop the next.
Ā This felt so strange, so fabricated. It did not feel as real as she would have imagined it to. She quietly wandered over to her hotel room, the silence only being broken by the beeping of the card slot as she opened the door.Ā
Walking inside she kicked of her shoes and proceeded to shut the curtains before idly collecting his paperback and the hardcover sheād gifted him. He would want to take this back with him, she pondered.Ā
Charlotte strode back across the room upon his knocking. She would be lying if she was to say that all of this was not what she wanted. Dear lord, how had she longed to be with him in privacy. Just the two of them. But now that they were here... her heart had started beating incessantly.Ā
āI erm - I got you your books,ā she murmured as she ushered him inside. However she was hesitant to bring herself to look up into his eyes again. Both afraid of what her look might give away and equally afraid to find whatever was lingering in his eyes. So her vision remained caught on her hands and the books she offered to him, and his hands reaching out to accept it from her. His fingertips gently brushed against hers.Ā
āCharlotte,ā a hoarse whisper while his nose brushed against her cheek.Ā
Her stomach makes a somersault.
āCharlotte,ā he persisted.Ā
āI canāt look up,ā she explained quietly, ābecause Iām afraid of what I might doā¦ And itās not what I usually do...ā
āMay I kiss you?ā
She knew why he was asking her. He wants to be sure. He wants to be certain. Good heavens. Under closed eyes, she swallowed nervously once and then nods.Ā
He dipped his head slowly, brushing his lips against hers. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her slow and gently. Sensual. She could feel the hairs in the back of her neck rise up. He held her impossibly close and she swore she could feel herself melt away in his embrace. A subtle moan escaped her lips and the books unceremoniously fell to the floor. Her hands reach up to his neck where they hold on for dear life while his mouth claims hers. She stand on her toes, allowing him to press herself closer still and then finally meets his gaze.
āHi,ā she whispered.Ā
āHi,ā a lopsided smile.
āThere you are again,ā Charlotte smiled softly, running her fingers through his curls.Ā
āI canāt tell you how hard it was to walk the streets with you this evening, without being able to kiss you whenever I want to.ā
Charlotteās fingertips trailed to the side of his head and caressed his soft beard.Ā
āā¦to hold you,ā he emphasized while his hands languidly roamed over her body, tracing every single curve, āā¦to touch you.āĀ
His mouth moved from below her ear, down to her neck where his warm lips brushed over her collarbone, peppering its course with gentle kisses. It lured a shiver from her and she was at a loss for words, feeling both hot and cold, both treasured and lonely. And a very large part of her felt as if she might starve if his lips wouldnāt claim hers again soon.Ā
āThis had been the strangest evening,ā he contemplated.Ā
Charlotte breathed out. āTom,ā she finally mustered.Ā
Her hand cupped his cheek and she relished how he leant down in her hand with closed eyes, like a young boy savouring the love bestowed upon him. She adored how he kissed the palm of her hand while watching her under lidded eyes.Ā Ā
Oh lord knows how hard sheād been trying to keep her own composure but it just seemed to be too much now. They had been circling each other, wanting each other, all night long. And he, on his part, felt he could just devour her with need alone.
āKiss me again,ā a pause, āplease?ā
And Tom gladly obliged within an instant, pushing his hands through her long hair and holding her head to him. She gasped when she sensed his mouth nipping her bottom lip.Ā
Such a good kisser.
āWell, hmmm,ā he panted as he pulled back a little, āseeing youāre back safe now...I erm - I probably best be going.āĀ
Charlotte softly licked her lower lip and nodded in agreement.Ā
āYeah,ā she breathed, āyes, you should.ā
Her lips were so warm, soft and welcoming. God how he had missed those lips. He took a breath to steady himself before losing himself to her. Just once more.
āMhmm,ā he moaned into her mouth, āgone already.āĀ
Charlotte chuckled coyly as they exchanged just āone more kissā, one more lick and nip, one more stroke of his strong hand over her shoulder, along her spine and over her soft curves. Over her hips, down to her thighs. Honestly, it wasn't him. It was that inobedient hand of his that lifted her leg over his hipbone and his defiant body that hungrily leaned into hers.
Charlotte groaned and gasped while settling the heel of her foot into his lower back. A tacit urge to press him up harder against her. Just like his body had been clear in his demand, so was hers now. Tom growled under his breath, earning a sweet helpless groan from her mouth.
His lips travelled down the side of her neck, to her collarbone. She tasted so sweet, she smelled so exquisite. His teeth softly grazed the tender bone and he felt the consecutive goosebumps that rose onto her arms.Ā
Charlotte clawed at his shirt, pushing it up over his fim torso and he assisted her in tugging it over his head. Flinging it to the floor, wherever it would land. On his part, he gently slid the zipper of her dress down, never taking his lips off her neck in the process. One simple twist of her shoulders and it pooled around her feet.Ā
Goodness gracious.Ā
He pulled himself from her for a minute to admire her. āYouāre so beautiful.ā
āTom,ā she whispered, āTom, please.ā
āItās true,ā he insisted. His deep blue eyes locking with hers for a moment before he confessed his words with a loving kiss.Ā
She adored how he lifted her off of her feet so easily and tenderly laid her down on the bed. He took his time, exploring every inch of her with his fingertips and then his lips. Kissing, caressing and teasing.Ā
Charlotte admired his restraint. She felt as if he wanted to explore all of her, memorise every curve and every edge whereas she? She could only arch her back as he did just that. Tom playfully bit down her chin, much to her delight.Ā
Christ, it had been so long.Ā
Tom found there was something so completely liberating into seeing her find pleasure in his actions. She whimpered and groaned under his touch and he relished it.Ā
My god, did he relish it.Ā
As their state of undress hastily continued, his lips moved down her neck to her curvy bosom where they closed over a pink peak, sucking it gently between his lips while his other hand firmly cupped her other breast .Ā
Charlotte whimpered helplessly and slowly moved her body underneath his, eager to find some friction. His erection was now clearly presenting itself against her thighs. And she pushed her hips into him needily. It had the desired effect, Tom groaned and he teasingly grazed his teeth over her nipple before reaching down, sliding his hands over her soft ass cheeks and grabbing onto her hips eagerly. Enough now.Ā
He ran his fingertips over her inner thighs and Charlotte wavered at his feather light touch. They travelled over her soft mound, stroking and teasing sweetly as they worked towards that little bundle of nerves.Ā
Charlotte clasped her own fingers ever so tightly into his back and breathed out his name in a heartfelt wanton plea. She could feel oblivion approaching so fast and she wanted to pull him in closer, or kiss him or just do something before she ultimately fell apart underneath his touch... She felt as if all her thoughts had come done shattering to the floor.Ā
It happened so fast, but not a second too soon. With a sense of boyish pride, Tom left a trail of hungry kiss down the column of her throat as Charlotte tried grounding herself.
He did find it took quite a lot of willpower to keep himself calm and patient in the process.
āTom,ā she whispered softly, āneed you.ā
He purred his own needs back at her, and softly slid in between her folds. His forehead rested against hers, their lips desperately searching each other, but failing to connect.Ā
Good heavens, he would not, could not last much longer.Ā Ā
He clasped his hands over hers, softly taking control over her as he felt himself nearing his own climax. Charlotte moaned with eyes closed, frowning and flinching in complete and utter surrender. So arousing. Tom groaned and bit his lip while picking up the pace. Once. Twice. Lord almighty.Ā
His own climax followed all too soon to his liking. He winced and groaned as he sank down slightly on top of her, falling apart. He could hear her whimpering and breathing his name back at him, and a soft grunt fell from his lisp as he let himself slowly come down from his own high.Ā
What the everloving fuck...
As much as he wanted to, he couldnāt stay like this, potentially crushing her underneath his knackered form. Pushing himself up he rose his head up slightly, brushing her long hair aside and admiring her discarded state. She was the most beautiful as he had ever seen.Ā
Still hovering on top of her, he leant down gently, offering Charlotte a lazy kiss. They caught their breath in unison and chuckled. No more words needed here...
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Hi you're amazing and ily but you're kind of scary and I wonder if you find me annoying bc I'm not your age but I would legit die for you ngl
bro no iām just under so much fucking stress right now and iām running out of time for a lot of things I have to do and itās honestly not you iām just,,,,,, I have so much on my mind? I have AP exams in a few weeks, tech week for my last show with my high school (3 hour run time, heavy heavy heavy content (look up The Laramie Project but be warned, itās super distressing and graphic, just look at the wiki but PLEASE BE CAREFUL)) planning for graduation, paperwork for college (donāt even get me started on that bullshit) I have finals, I have to worry about my family (my parents are recently divorced and my siblings are coming home soon and I donāt get along with my brother) I have to make sure my summer job is gonna line up and thereās prom to worry about too donāt get me STARTED on that jfc my group is a disaster and iām really sorry if iām rude to anyone but iām consistently on the verge of a breakdown,,, i literally had 3 panic attacks at rehearsal just last week, two of them on friday, and my AP Psych final project is due soon but I donāt give a fuck about that class but my partners do and itās just so so much and I know if I can just make it to june 15th Iāll prolly be okay but yeah
iām sorry for the rant iām just really goin thru itā¢ļø and most of my time on tumblr is currently just reading fics to get my mind on literally anything else from the real world or just mindless scrolling
tl;dr Iām not mad or annoyed at all iāve just consistently been on the verge of a breakdown for the past 3 weeks or so and I just donāt know how much more I can take I swear on my life iām not mad iām just insanely overwhelmed and feel free to call me out for being a dick
also iām Not Scaryā¢ļø I promise iām a literal teddy bear,,, real life is just catching up to me and iām so sorry
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hereās a p thorough impromptu life update for yāall ig please donāt worry about me,, iāve definitely dealt with worse, but if iām posting it I guess yāall should know ĀÆ\_(ć)_/ĀÆ sorry if itās a wee bit incoherent I just woke up from a nap cuz this my circadian rhythm is Literally Nonexistentā¢ļø
love yāall
#personal#whizzy speaks#adrien tag#im honestly sorry man I justā#its a lot#that list up there isnt even complete#mutuals#tw// stress#tw// anxiety
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Hello! Just wanted to post a quick update of my current writing projects. Iām a bit in-between all of them at the moment, so Iād love to hear what people are interested in reading next! Here are the projects:Ā
Domestic Sledgefu. Eugene comes home to find Snafu has been stealing his jumpers. (Iāve seen that some people has expressed some concerns about the lack of fluff in this fandom, so I have set out to remedy the issue - but as always there is a twist)
Post-war Snurgie. Focuses on the aftermath of the war from Burgieās perspective and how he and Snafu deals with lost love respectively. (This one is currently 7k words, so I might finish this up pretty soon regardless of popular opinion or perceptions of Snurgie (because I do what I want))
Chapter 8 of FrtoB/Misfits. Burgieās perspective this one. Snafu will continue to be tormented in this chapter too. (Iām promise he will catch a break soon(ish))
San Junipero Sledgefu. Eugene and Snafu do something they should have done years ago. (If you havenāt seen the Black Mirror episode then I highly recommend watching it, it warms my wee gay heart)
Part 3 of Lady is a Tramp. I have yet to decide what I want to do for this one, all I know is that I want to write more with Snafu in pretty dresses. (I have like a list of things I want to do for it, so I just have to make up my mind)
Prompts and Requests. I have two incomplete requests I still need to fill; a hand squeeze prompt from ages ago and the friends-to-lovers request I received from an anon a long while ago also. (I have drafted outlines for both several times but I am a lazy bum soz)
Pop me a message or comment or something, Iād love to hear some opinions on these!
#I've been stuck for a while#torn#I'm a mess lol#Sledgefu#Snurgie#Eugene Sledge#Merriell Shelton#Romus Burgin#The Pacific#personal#my writing
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