#so i needed to put this on this acct somewhere

[johnbleepingzoidberg]

im in a dilemma. i know this is kinda dumb since im literally only technically a few months into this job, but i just. dont know how i feel doing this shit for the rest of my life lmao. there's always the possibility that im just feeling this way because im not really good at it yet, and i know that there's also the possibility of me really liking the job once i get further into it and get a little more competent and used to the schedule but auhghh. the temptation to just quit and do something else is so strong looool. i just feel stupid all the time and like ill never be able to actually fully grasp and understand the concepts that seem to come so naturally for everyone else i work with in order to further my career and Get Gud. though at the same time. i am extremely fortunate to be in the position im in and doing what i do so i feel like i shouldnt complain and like im just being whiney ahfksbgkdbhg. all very possible. doesnt make things any less draining or upsetting tho.

i wish i were still in school. or like. i could go back in time and shake past-me's shoulders like "hey. you idiot. you hate this career field. you hate what you're doing. you are not happy. get out"

i have been fantasizing about going back and just. starting over. and doing a neuro/english double major and going into medical technical writing, or technical writing in general. i just wanna write. i wanna know what it's like to make writing my career. and i feel particularly called to the medical field so that would be a good way to fulfill that urge without being a doctor or a nurse or something.

but then. u kno. theres an alternate universe where i Have this fantasized job. and im making this Exact same post but complaining about how much i hate medical writing and wish i stayed in accounting ahfksbfkdbg. grass is always greener

anyway. this is all making me feel very dead inside

[nomairuins]

aw i feel bad weeman wanted to have a sleepover in my room and i said yes but tobehonest its very hard for me to sleep with him in here so i might have to transfer him . + this will make it easier 4 my mom to get him 2 school in the morning . but i feel bad

[cheswirls]

quick tangent for i think uh.. like problems i have w writing that i've noticed lately

idek how far back it goes but i make a lot of notes before actually writing for a piece from start to finish. i flesh things out in my head or think of a detail to elaborate on later and jot typically everything down that i can bc my memory sucks and ik i'll forget it later of i let it set too long, or if not forget then it'll be hazy and all the details won't be there.

the thing abt this is that 1) i write most notes all in a big blur and separate big thoughts by semicolons in lieu of any other punctuation, and i feel like most of the time i'm jotting everything down as i think of it (as it is in my head) so i don't have to waste time on coming up w correct wording or what makes sense, i'll figure out what makes sense later yknow? so it's all a giant stream loosely punctuated and if you read it out mostly it'd sound like someone speaking.

which leads to 2) a lot of extraneous detail accumulates and the bits and pieces that DO end up sounding eloquent i end up liking enough that i wanna shive a phrase or line into the story as is. which is !!! part of the bigger problem, exhibit a

when i come up with something for a story, i want to somehow insert it into the story no matter what. this means that i have trouble letting go of older ideas that no longer fit, but it also means (and this is the main problem i feel i have) that i feel the need to put a lot of extraneous elements into the story just because.

sometimes this is fine!! but sometimes, like this past week skimming old notes for a wip fic abt a yr old, i feel like this is not great and that i could be going abt it all in a better way.

let me give an example. i have a fic where a character is not quite human, is adopted by human parents for power gaining purposes later, is never told they're not human and ends up running away at a young age, but starts exhibiting non-human qualities later in life.

also, this fic is from the pov of another person in conflict with the one above. they meet after the first has already run away from home, so from a story perspective, there is no reason that the pov character should know any of the information i listed above. the story is about them trying to figure out what exactly the other character is, species-wise, and both of them are not on good terms so there's no opening to inquire directly with each other to puzzle it out.

what i've realized is that this plot point is interesting and can add to the story, but not as a direct quote, because it doesn't fit and would hinder the narrative to introduce. however! just because it can't fit doesn't mean i can't use it indirectly. idk where to go just yet, but today i thought about tossing aside a mention of the parents and such directly and instead using that information to build characteristics. i know it happens and that this person experiences it, so i can use that to puzzle out how it influences them, maybe showing how it contrasts them to the pov character, or possibly alluding to it as what's probably necessary information that the pov character simply doesn't have ('if i could just figure x out, if i just knew about y, then i could solve for z')

which is to say that uhhhhh basically! i'm slowly realizing that there are (probably better?) ways to use extraneous information besides directly. i usually don't worry about padding a story, but i have written plenty before where there's a word cap and for that purpose i feel like this will be helpful to keep in mind so the "padding" can be reduced but still serve its purpose.

it helps too that i never really delete my notes, so it's not like all the bits and pieces i think are ingenious are gone forever jus bc it doesn't make it into the story. i've thought abt actually taking screenshots or straight up copy/pasting some of my fic notes here, especially for completed fic i'm not liable to think abt again in terms of editing, as a sort of archive but also jus so i have somewhere i can point my fingers at and say 'oh look! i wrote smth cool come look at it!'

anyway this isn't uh anything tangent and i need to learn to kill my darlings i think first before i can implement this idea, or perhaps starting this way (with indirectly adding to a story) will enable me to do that better (discarding unnecessary things altogether). again bc i'm writing fic for fun i'm not rly stressed abt forming a perfect cohesive story that cuts out irrelevant details bc if i'm writing for me and i like those details then why not? but i do also think overall this will help me improve writing quality and i'm excited to test some things and go from there :) even if i like where i'm at now, i also think challenging my comfort when writing is never a bad thing bc i'll look at smth i write now a yr ago and go oh! i've definitely gotten better!

[borom1r]

@theshakespearetrash answerin this over here bestie!! anywayz:

👍- What was the first piece of creative writing you ever did? How do you feel about it now?

LMFAO. good fuckin question. ive got some old shit in my gdrive still that i cant stand to look at. if u can find my cringe ass ffnet acct (I’ve linked it on here somewhere I shan’t be linking it again) u can read some of my high school fanfics

idk what was specifically the FIRST thing i ever wrote was + while i might not be a fan of any of it now, i also think it’s important to like. leave old shit up + available bc it really is a good way to show young writers that this is fully a skill u develop. the reason my ffnet still exists is the same reason all my old star wars fics are still up on ao3. if yall ever wanna see how much my writing has developed, read one of those fuckin things + compare it to one of my new LotR fics 😭

anyways yea PSA: if u wanna write just fuckin do it. put it out there or don’t, but write it + keep writing. you’ll improve, whether u realize it or not ✌🏻

🎻- Where do you look when you need some inspiration?

IM A MUSIC GUY. all my recent fics have been titled after song lyrics and that’s bc those are genuinely the songs im looping while i write. if i need reeeeeeally specific vibes for a fic/writing project ill build out a temporary playlist lol

🕳️- Talk about a research rabbit hole you fell down!

UMMMMM u know what ill fuckin count the costuming doc for this. if u wanna see my current descent into madness click here 👍🏻

(there’s like 50+ pages im not summarizing that bitch)

😍- Post one sentence you think is really great.

AGH. ok since its June i feel like i have to post sth transgender (lol), so here's a couple lines i love from a devotional poem i wrote:

Skald, mead-drunk, ecstatic, / Isn’t building a body poetry too?

Also, sth from an old piece of prose journalling I'm still fond of:

How many strangers have taken little pieces of me without understanding what they’ve done? I think about kind men a lot. Do they feel my heart in their hands?

[fykurobasfanfics]

Are yall still active TT Came back to my knb phase (blame netflix) and need help finding fics i read years ago

1) kuroko x gom as stepbrothers? Angsty, has kuroko pining and running away? Kuroko drops a cup. I remember author dropping the story.

2) kuroko goes missing and gom go hunting for him, finds him in a ditch? In a park somewhere? And decide to start taking care of him? And kuroko is supposed to join each of their schools temporarily.

3) takao and kuroko as best friends? Kuroko went to apologise to takao after a match (pre-seirin) and somehow they become best friends?

I will literally cry if y'all find them and will love yall sm please help me TT

i’m not active BUT! i can put the first two out to see if anyone knows bc even my searching skills have let me down 💔

(closest i could find for #1 was my life with stepbrothers by lifebios LMAO)

but #3 is a knb classic when shadows meet by cwyscross! they deleted their ffn so you’ll need an ao3 acct to read. here’s the ao3 link:

​https://archiveofourown. org/ works/1081186

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

There are a lot of feeling to this one.

1. That tea account better hope nobody finds out who runs it because they WILL be put 6 feet under if they do

2. Hongjoong. Really? “Sorry” fuck is a sorry gone do?🤨 BITCH IF YOU DON’T GO SOMEWHERE AND DO SOMETHING HELPFUL (LIKE MOVING OUT SO SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO)

3. Again thanks to Jongho for helping my baby but if you know who’s running that acct you better come clean wit it and come through

4. I’ve been waiting for this. YEOSANG YESSSS GET ON HIS ASS!!! BRO IS ENSURING HIS QUEEN IS DOING OKAY AS HE SHOULDD. GO GET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFEE

5. Mingi said what had to be said, and San knew what had to be brought to attention.

6. Loving the growth for Y/N, girlie needed it. Hate that she has to move out but it’s for the better health of her.

ALSO 1 OF THE MOST IMPORTANT THINGS THAT WAS SAID THIS CHAPTER

“I don’t want to lose you 2” NOT 3 BUT 2, CAUSE FUCK MR. KIM HONGJOONG‼️‼️

I’m glad you’re doing better😊, go at whatever pace suits you babes!!

I am doing well thank you, I love you too author🫀

Aaaaaah I'm so happy you caught that she said that 🥰 but yes we're finally going to get more Yeosang moments 👀 mans is here to swoop 👀

Can't wait to see what you have to say with the upcoming chapters 👀 lots is happening and a lot more is coming !

I'm going to be a bit busy with packing and moving but I should be able to keep up with daily updates no problem 🥰

Glad to hear you're doing well 💕💕💕

[justine-the-guillotine]

I wrote this on my bluesky acct so let me copy/paste most of it (yeah I only check in there about once a month as well) ... if this reads like a series of tweets well that's because it is!!

I've been really intentional this year about what I consider "reclaiming my gamer identity" i.e., playing games again. So many things were going on for two years and I put so many of my interests on the back burner until I was finally fed up (plus other serendipitous circumstances (like my father's stroke lmao))!

So far, I have been able to spend well over 100 hours gaming this year, not including mobile games (which is HUGE in comparison to the literally like maybe 5 total hours in 2023). And 99% of has been on BG3 lmao I'm so happy that I took a chance on splurging on this game it was totally worth it !!

But also!!! I have started coming back to my mobile games which is really nice and feels like coming home. These mobile games are how I met most of my online friends in the past few years so I love 'em and I don't even mind the returning temptation of microtransactions lmao

Anyway I find myself wanting to blog about my gaming experiences (new ones and rediscovering old ones) but I'm just not even sure how to go back to doing that nowadays... like, do I commit to returning to tumblr? 🫠

/copypaste

And thus here I am, attempting to commit to returning to tumblr yet again. I also need somewhere else to procrastinate.... I have a second twitter account now and I follow my main on it and damn I really do retweet A LOT like that's gotta be annoying for everybody 😭 at one point I had in my twitter bio "I tweet like I tumbl'd" and I was not fucking lying omgggggggggg tumblr just lacks the community aspect nowadays for me and I feel like I have that on twitter but honestly I can't stand a lot of people in my fandoms so what does it matter if we're a community or not

[blackvail22]

9/25/23

10:25am -

i just had my first appointment with my new psychiatrist? i think thats the word. i got diagnosed with BED (binge eating disorder), and ive been saying for YEARS that i had it, and no one would help me. its been 9 years since i first went to a doctor and told them about my eating habits; they didnt help me. i had an obvious ed, and im glad im finally getting the help i need.

my relationship with food is severely complicated. im obsessed with my weight and the calories im intaking, but i cant stop... binging. and the fact i have fat on my body makes me want to throw up, nd every time i notice it, it makes me feel like my insides are being scratched over and over. my fear of purging is the only reason i dont...

a month ago, i was talking with my counselor, and she asked me if ive ever been screened for adhd. i told her no, but i can tell her yes!! my new doctor did a screening thing for adhd, and i have it. shes referring me to somewhere to get a more in-depth test to see what type of adhd and the severeity of it.

i told my mom all of this, and she seemed upset. i dont understand? shes been so rude to me lately... i mean, she always is.. but it feels like she changed? shes so bitter, and shes being like homophobic 😭😭 out of nowhere LIKE WHAT PROMPTED U TO BE LIKE THIS? i SWEAR on everything, being a chronic facebook user ruined her. she wasnt like this before facebook LMAOO shes so sad. but, all well!

im going to try my best to clean my room again. i NEED to get my shit together!! its so embarrassing how messy it is. i have to focus on doing it. i have to do it today; i have no choice!!

10:17pm

news flash: i didnt clean my room. whos surprised? im going to try and get it together before i go to bed because i have to... i have or else ill feel like im letting my boyfriend down lol

yk idk why but being friends and flirting w somsone is so much different than dating them. its insane!

i didnt mention this before but im being put on a different medication that targets bed and adhd and it also helps depression. i have to do a bunch of testing before i take it, though, because its a controlled substance

im afraid of facing my past. i know that i was a fucked up kid, but seeing HOW fucked up i am is... terrifying. like i read through a few of my old roblox messages and woah!!! i was living a double life, holy shit! obvi... i used a fake name, fake age, and some of the stories i would tell belonged to my sister. ill forever be regretful for the way i was back then... it makes me think, though... did i ever really change?

i had this girlfriend named .... lets call her juju. she lived on the other side of my country, and we met because we both ran fan accts for a youtuber on insta. i became ... obsessive? quickly. i feel sorry for her, but i was 12 and she was nearly 16, so... she easily couldve cut me off once she found out my age lmao. idk, i kept trying to find ways for her and i to meet in person because i was so excited to meet her online. she broke up with me, and i made another instagram and pretended to be someone else for a while.... aka i catfished her. i didnt show her photos of anyone else, just used the name "katrina" like i used to. i got her to talk abt her exes and then she talked abt how she recently broke up w someone and how crazy they were. i knew then that my behavior wasnt normal. i didnt understand the boundaries i was crossing.

am i all that different now? i used his snap maps to see when he's at his dad and when hes at his moms or at school. when i planned on moving down there, i looked for apartments that were nearby his primary home. i attenpted to make an acct to pretend i was someone else and see if he would lie to me abt info abt his life. i didnt finish it.... i got like the ick from myself and was thinking abt how crazy i was.

i try my best to not be ... stalker-like. i wouldnt follow someone throughout their day to see where they are, who theyre with. i wouldnt use it to harm him, and if he didnt want to see me or talk to me, i wouldnt force him to by showing up to his house or texting him off the number i give to weirdos.

im getting tired. its 10:37p now, and i keep like closing my eyes every once and awhile inbetween sections.

i think the last thing i feel i need to rant abt is how i told my dad i have binge eating disorder and for dinner when i told him i didnt care what he got me, HE GOT ME FOOD FOR A FAMILY OF 4. he looked me in the eyes and said, "two cheeseburgers, 16 chicken nuggets, 10 cheese sticks, and a milkshake incase u get hungry later" when he KNOWS i have a habit of eating a lot of food in one sitting.

i feel gross from how much i ate today, and im still wanting to eat more.

being told "u can reverse everything thats wrong w you if u just lost weight!" and then having those same people ENFORCE ur unhealthy eating habits is insane

like, do u rlly want to help me? or do u want to just berate me for the hell of it?

okie song song time

this song is so ... relateable. typical pop song but its so good 2 me

[zorak-show]

Venting here cuz I don’t really think anyone follows this acct

but I’m feeling so awful rn because of RSD and I’m spiraling and it just sucks all because I recc’d my recent fic to a bnf because she was requesting something almost identical to what I’d just written but she said she wasn’t interested because a certain char wasn’t a bottom in it and that’s fine and fair and no one owes me anything but it still feels so fucking shitty and like no one wants to ever give my writing a chance an maybe I’m just bad at describing / promoting my shit because that’s not even relevant in this fic but ughhhh it’s just this always happens where I see someone saying like “wish this existed!” And I’m like oh it does here you go. And there just like “no sweaty, not from you 😌” and I know that’s stupid and not the case but is what it feels like and I just needed to vent somewhere

I really do think I’m done with this fandom. Like I’m gonna watch season 2 and love it but it’s not worth it to put my heart and soul out there to just have it repeatedly stomped on.

[saberbled-blog]

this is my dumb son :~) his name is varan zandri, he’s a knight of stupid

here’s a lil abt him but first a tl;dr

tl; dr !! he is a good momma’s boy at heart, his mom’s final wish as she laid dying was for luke to take care of him but varan was a coward and joined the order out of fear ((acts like he fears/cares abt nothing tho)) ,, he loves his home planet (mandalore) and uh…. well you guys will see how he develops in time and what he has planned  but he’s out for revenge on everyone :~)

varan is from mandalore (all other planets go home) which … if u dont know abt it, has been war torn since the beginning of time, it’s a combat and warrior driven planet so it’s a tuff place to live  

((but fck… y’all gotta brush up on ur mandalore knowledge if u havent bc it’s such !!! a badass planet, tatoowho ?? could never)))) there’s like no info in new canon abt mandalore post rebels so i’m making shit up for y’all

since it’s a warrior culture and his mom was a force user ,, she was a pretty good soldier with a slight upper hand in combat, his dad died when he was super young tho leaving just his mama

she got word of luke recruiting kids for training so called for him to come visit them ,,, just to see what he was like and see if she wanted varan to come with(((bc mandalorians dont trust jedi, they actually despise them mostly and there’s nly ever been one mandalorian jedi in history)))

but uhhh a Big Fight happened after luke arrived and luke being luke helped out and uhhh  varan’s mom died in luke’s arms and her final wish was for luke to protect varan nd train him to be a good jedi like him :~)

destruction of luke’s jedi temple: varan uhh… was the last lil boy alive p much, he was out being a wildo and exploring past bedtime and then came back to find a burning temple and ben fucking shit up

he chose to join ben only because he was afraid of death (having seen it his whole life) :) so he didn’t kill anyone….. he has now obvi bc its the only way to prove his “””alliance””” to the bitch order

he was an assassin for the order for a while, prior to arriving on naboo….. unlike others though he knows that what he did is terrible and he isn’t worthy of forgiveness and that he’s a sack of shit , even if he joined out of fear and doesn’t believe in anything the order stands for and only took the position to prove that he was loyal to these hoes . he does !! take responsibility for what he’s done though

he’s mainly a strategist for the order now, my boy a lil smartie (inherited from his dad)

not the best force user but kicks ass @ hand to hand combat

he knows some mando’a (native mandalorian language) but sadly isn’t very fluent since he didnt have much contact w his people once he joined luke/became a knight of ren

he’s lost  so much of his culture and it fucking makes him sad to no end, so now that things are somewhat calm he spends his time reading up/learning about mandalore’s history. if u know abt mandalore he will pay u to talk to him abt it

the tattoo matt has in most of the gifs i’m going to use?? don’t ignore it !! just pretend it’s this symbol:  ((( basically u can immediately tell this boy is from mandalore bc he has this fcking symbol plastered across his neck like a dweeb ))

loves and lusts after power and is ready to get revenge on everyone

he ofc puts on a lil show and acts tuff/like nothing bothers him and seems like he’s made a fcking stone,,, i chose matt for a reason, he just… looks like a fighter and looks like he’s a tuffy naturally lets be real but on the inside !!! this is not the case !!!!!!!!!!! he’s broken nd sad nd torn apart by the actions he’s had to take  ,,, but he’s a master at hiding it ,,,, he’s a wild one tho so b careful

[wolfeyedwitch]

🥶⚡️💪- All for Bailey/Poppet!

🥶 Cold

⚡ Scared of thunderstorms

💪🏽 Bridal carry

Pre-canon. Buckle up buttercups, because this is another entry in the column labeled "why Bailey has good reasons to be afraid of the heroes"

Masterlist

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Bailey's hands were shaking when they managed to comm back to base.

"Poppet?" Slipknot's voice came through. "What's wrong?"

Because it was far too soon for them to be touching base if things were going right.

"C- cold," Bailey gasped out. "Hur- hurts. Need h- help."

"I'm tracking your comm, I'll be there right away. Are you somewhere safe enough to stay there until I can get to you?" their mentor asked.

"I think- I think so?" Bailey managed.

"Then stay put. I'm coming to get you."

The line went dead.

Bailey tried to stay awake in the meantime, they really did. But they were just so cold. They'd found shelter after the fight had gone bad, enough to both keep the rain off them and keep the heroes from finding them, but that didn't change the fact that they were soaked. It felt like they barely blinked, and then Slipknot was there shaking them.

Bailey cried out as the movement made all their wounds sit up and proclaim their existence. Loudly.

"Sorry, little poppet," Slipknot said. "But I need you awake. What happened?"

Bailey groaned through their teeth. "Wasn't just Spark," they said. "Was Tempest, too."

"What? Tempest was here? Why didn't you call for backup?"

"Tried to," Bailey said. "Think Spark had done something, dampened the signals maybe? Comm didn't work until later. I called you first thing."

"Okay," Slipknot said, sounding calmer. "Can you walk?"

Bailey shook their head, biting their lip to stay quiet. "My leg," they said, when they could manage more than inarticulate groans of pain. "Dunno know what's wrong, but she got it with her staff, and it burns."

Slipknot swore quietly. "The two of them. Using lightning against anyone is excessive, I don't care who they are. I'm sorry, Poppet. I thought this was going to be something you could handle. I wouldn't have sent you here if I had known it was going to be this big a job."

They looped one arm under Bailey's knees and the other behind their back. Slowly, gently, they carried Bailey to safety.

---

Notes: it isn't full lightning, but Spark/Iris has some electro-generation ability along with her technopath powers. Combining that with Tempest's wind and weather control, and a metal staff makes for a great conductor to hit your enemies with.

(There are some serious miscommunications going on as to why they think that much force is appropriate.)

(Does Slipknot know that? Are they sincere or not? Let me know what you think.)

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[junko-and-riri-domain]

jayla’s cafe | sjy

↬ series: cameras & caffeine | chapter one ↬ overall pairing: cafe owner!jake x ceo!reader (all members will be featured at some point throughout the series, some are in it more than others !!) ↬ overall series genres: fluff, slight angst, jake also bakes, reader is a single mom, we fell in love when we were kids but life happened so we broke up and now we’re reconnecting because we’re adults and i don’t think i ever truly got over you au, love triangle if you squint really really hard ↬ navi: next | series masterlist ↬ warnings: none ↬ word count: 1.3k

[ series synopsis ]

↱ You were young when you fell in love with Sim Jake. How could you not when he had a smile that could light up the darkest of nights, eyes that seemed to look deep into your soul, and a bubble of happiness around him that you wanted to be a part of? He was young when he fell in love with you. How could he not when you had a warmth that could never be replicated, a spark in your eyes that he loved to see, and your own special way of calming him down? But life had other plans for you two. After high school, he wanted to move back to Australia and start a new life with you but you wanted to stay in the country and continue the life already established for you. Things changed, your views no longer aligned, and before either of you two had broken up.

Now, a few years have passed and due to medical issues, your father has decided to temporarily step down from his position as Hybe Entertainment’s CEO, leaving the position to you. Despite all the eyes watching and waiting for you to fall since you’re so young and a single mother, you’re determined to prove them all wrong. You’ve been doing fine so far, working in such a high position and stressful environment while simultaneously being able to take the time and effort to take care of your son, Heeseung. But when you get news of your ex, Jake coming back to the country and opening up a cafe you decide to pay a visit. One visit turns to two which turns to three and before you know it, Jayla’s Cafe suddenly becomes a part of your regular routine. Jake meets Heeseung, the two instantly taking a liking to each other but unbeknownst to any of you, cameras lurk in the bushes and flash when you’re unaware. What happens when photos are revealed to the public and connections are made? Connections… that might not just be baseless rumors after all. ��↲

You let out a sigh as your eyes stay settled on your laptop screen in front of you, too focused on work to be able to glance at the time and too busy to hear your office door opening. It’s only when you feel a presence next to you, a slight tug at your hand, and the sound of your son’s voice that you’re finally brought back to reality and out of the trance that work had put you in. You smile as you smoothen out Heeseung’s hair, move the chair back a little to allow him to settle on your lap. You look up at Sunghoon and smile,

“Thanks for taking care of Hee today,” you say gratefully. Of all the billions of people in the world, you couldn’t be more thankful to have Sunghoon as your best friend. He was there for you when you were pregnant, a constant source of comfort when you needed it, and now was one of the closest things that Heeseung had as a father.

“Mhm,” is all Sunghoon replies as he takes your coat for you. While the three of you head into the elevator

“Hoonie?” you say. Sunghoon stays quiet at the nickname, simply looking at you and you continue, “I’m thankful for all that you’ve done for me but you really don’t have to any of this. After all, you’re the co-CEO of Park Enterprises with Jay and you have your own life. Maybe you should go on a few dates here and there instead of always being with me and Hee, I can set you up,” you offered. Sunghoon was hurt at your implication that there were better places to be than with you but didn’t show it. Instead,

“I don’t have time to go on dates, you know this.”

“But you have time to take care of a kid for half a day?” you countered. In all the years that you’ve known Sunghoon and have been best friends, you never could really get a read on him. You wondered what he was thinking about and the thoughts running through his mind but when the elevator finally reaches the parking lot below your building,

“It’s different because you and Heeseung are actually worth spending my time on,” he replied as you got into your car. The car ride to your house was spent in silence, a normal occurrence with Sunghoon but it felt normal and was a type of silence that didn’t need to be filled. Spending time with Sunghoon was something that you did so often that it was almost a part of your routine. Like tonight, there were times when Sunghoon would pick up Heeseung and bring him to your office and the three of you would then have dinner together. Other times, you picked up Heeseung and headed to Sunghoon’s office for dinner. Occasionally, Sunghoon’s half-brother and co-CEO of Park Enterprises, Jay would eat out with you guys too. Growing up, you were all a group of five who were stuck together like glue, Jay, Sunghoon, Yeji, you, and Jake. The Park Brothers ran the family business together while Yeji chose to travel the world, much like Jake did. You hear your name being called, causing you to look at Sunghoon next to you,

“Huh?”

“You ok? You looked so deep in thought.” You glanced behind you, looking at Heeseung now asleep in the backseat,

“Just thinking about some things is all.”

When you got to your house and started eating dinner, you couldn’t help yourself from glancing at Sunghoon every so often. You couldn’t deny that it felt nice to have a constant source of stability and comfort through him, but it wasn’t fair to him since he was spending so much time and taking so much effort to help you out given that you were a single mother and he had grown to become your best friend. The two of you were on your living room couch since he was spending the night and were watching a movie while Heeseung was asleep in his room. Suddenly, Sunghoon brought up a topic that you weren’t quite expecting him to but you weren’t surprised about it earlier.

“Jake’s back from Australia.” You set your cup of hot chocolate on the table and wrap the blanket tighter around you and lean your head on Sunghoon’s shoulder,

“I know.” It comes out mumbled as you keep your eyes on the screen, not quite wanting to talk about it but you knowing that you were going to have to face it eventually, nervousness now filled you.

“He opened up a cafe downtown, Jayla’s Cafe.”

“I know.”

“I’m going with Jay tomorrow.”

“Jake invited me too but I said I couldn’t go because of work.” It was a lie since tomorrow was your day off but Jake didn’t need to know that. Honestly, you weren’t ready to face Jake and you didn’t think you’d ever be. When you and Jake were younger, you fell in love but after high school, life happened and Jake chose to go to Australia while you decided to stay since you were learning how to take over Hybe Industries.

“You gotta tell him.”

“It’s not like I keep it a secret, like, people know I have a kid.” It was a dumb response and you knew it. Sunghoon called you out on it by saying,

“You don’t keep it a secret but you don’t actively acknowledge it either.” Sighing,

“Can we not talk about this today?” Or ever, you wanted to say.

“I know it’s not my place to tell you what to do. But he’s back now.”

The opening day of Jayla’s Cafe went way better than Jake expected if he was being honest with himself. Whether it was due to good marketing, pure luck, or Layla’s presence in the cafe that drew in so many customers, he wasn’t going to complain about it. He was more nervous now than he was in the morning because Jay and Sunghoon would be dropping by in a few minutes. It had been years since he had seen his old friends or been a part of “high society” as most would call it due to the status and wealth you all grew up with. He missed you the most and kind of hoped that you would’ve dropped by today. But things were different now, he knew. You two weren’t the little kids who fell in love and acted on that love in your teens. You were no longer the girl who’d yell at Jake for teasing you over something dumb, you were now the CEO of Hybe Entertainment and someone that young kids could look up to and aspire to be like. He was no longer the guy who’d hold your hand or give you a hug when you cried because you didn’t need that-- him anymore.

“I was the one who decided to head back to Australia,” Jake muttered to himself in an effort to somewhat justify the years that he hadn’t seen you or anyone else except for the few times Jay would come to Australia. The bell chiming signals to Jake that someone had walked in, confirmed at the sight of Jay and Sunghoon entering inside the cafe. While you had already told him that you wouldn’t be coming, his heart still sank a little at the lack of your presence here. Greeting the guys and setting out some pastries and drinks, the three talked and caught up on things. Somewhere down the line,

“Jake, can you connect my phone to the Wi-Fi real quick?” Sunghoon asked, handing Jake his phone,

“Yeah, sure man.” Taking Sunghoon’s phone, the phone screen was still open, a mistake Sunghoon was unaware he had made. Looking at the phone screen, Jake saw a photo of you and Sunghoon which wasn’t something that was surprising to him. What did surprise him was the sight of a little boy in between you and Sunghoon, Sunghoon’s smile the brightest he’s ever seen it before. As Jake hands Sunghoon his phone back after connecting it to the Wi-Fi, he couldn’t help but wonder what the hell had happened in the years he’d been gone. But throughout the night and as the conversation went on… he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

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[storiesofsvu]

okay, so after adding onto a couple of posts about interaction with writers/a post I made about "should i even bother posting" a ch, i got far more replies/messages/etc about it, so I just want to explain a couple of things from my pov so y'all understand what I actually am saying/wanting;

I adore every single one of you who reads any of my work, and adore even more those who toss down a like (personally, I use my likes as bookmarks, things to go back to later, or prompt lists/ask lists/etc). i love it even more when someone reblogs, but the thing is, to me: this is not about the notes. does it baffle me when i look at something i wrote and it has over 200 notes? absolutely. (even if 80% of those are likes not reblogs).

however!!!

last summer and earlier, I used to wake up in the morning, brew some coffee, and spend the next near hour replying to things in my ask box/comments on my posts. real people, real followers, anon or not, who were catching up on old stories, re-reading older stories, had just found my blog and were working there way through, or current followers who were sharing their thoughts on the latest chapter I posted. or people sending in req's, sending in asks from ask lists. literally. EVERY morning, there was a minimum of 5.

now i'm lucky if I even have anything all week.

which is super unmotivating. half the time now I feel like I'm writing for the empty void. because of this, i began writing for myself more, and writing what i wanted to/what i was feeling, which has resulted in people being all "whens the next ch of this?! write some _____ content again! come on!" which isn't helping.

i miss talking about my stories with my readers. and i know i need to engage more in this habit with other writers on their works!

and while we're here...let's talk about TAG LISTS!

If you've gone out of your way to fill out someone's form, or ask to be added to a character/story's tag list, you should *really* be engaging with it. i have countless acct's who are on taglists who don't interact at ALL with it. and that is why you'll notice you're not getting tagged anymore, it's because i haven't seen your url in my notes in months, so you don't care anymore, why should i?

i understand that people fade in and out of fandoms, they drift somewhere else for a little bit and sometimes come back, they drift between who their fave top character is, and that's totally fine!! i honestly see it in the svu fandom currently, i think that a lot of us are a little burnt out from it, because the current season airing isn't giving us the juice we desire. the people who are into it are the super diehard rollisi/benslers.

i honestly also think that the pandemic has to do with some of this. when i started writing was march 2020, because i had nothing else to do. none of us did. and now, we're all back to semi "normal" back at work/school, and have a lot of other things on our plates, so there's not as much time for reading/writing. i'm blessed in only working a few days a week with tons of time to write, so i get that sometimes im putting out a ton of content in a little amount of time/too quickly for some to read and thus they then get overwhelmed and drop it, but i'm also posting a heck of a lot less.

TL;DR: interact with your writer friends. we're fucking lonely over here trying to create fantasy world of your and our fave characters. give us little plot bunnies to work with, give us mini little headcanon of your own that you want us to flesh out into a full story (because going "number 5 with barba" doesnt give us much to work with). we love creating these worlds and universes and want to keep doing so, but the motivation needs to be there for us.

[honeycashmere]

Let Me Love You

Warning: Smut

Summary: Unnamed OFC and Sebastian Stan have been platonic friends for a while. After being broken up with, she turns to Sebastian and he comforts her in a very questioning way. She doesn’t care though because giving into her temptations never felt so damn good.

Note: I posted this on my AO3 acct (@ goodonesgo) on July 17, 2016

“I guess I’m just bummed out,” I sighed. “It wasn’t even that serious, but I’m really tired of disappointment.”

It was a Friday night at Sebastian’s place. I sat on his couch staring at whatever movie he had on, not really paying attention.

“You know, some things just don’t work out. Would you rather he waste your time?” Sebastian said from the kitchen of his small yet comfortable apartment.

“He seemed like a douche. What was his name? Brick? Who names their child Brick? It’s like ‘Hey, can you catch a Brick?’ His name sucks.”

I laughed as I watched him lay down on the longer part of the couch opposite of me. “Well thank you for making me laugh but not everyone can be named 'Sebastian’."

“What do you mean?” He raised an eyebrow curiously.

“Sebastian just screams ‘I’m handsome! My parents gave me a beautiful name so I’ll grow up to be beautiful and popular in school.’”

Sebastian burst out laughing and you couldn’t help but laugh hard with him. “Wow. You’re ridiculous.”

As you came down from your laughter you hear your phone vibrate. The sucky part about having an iPhone is that once someone texts you it automatically shows you what that person said. Remember back in the day when you had to click a button to read your texts? That was great because you could avoid every unseeable text but not with an iPhone.

I look down at my phone, my friend sent me a very dark picture. As I swipe to view the picture, finding something I didn’t want to see.

“He’s already seeing another girl?” I accidentally said out loud which made Sebastian turn his head from the T.V.

“We broke up yesterday.” I suddenly felt hot as if it were a humid day ready for a rain shower. I can feel my eyes blur. I get up and sit next to Sebastian to show him the picture my friend sent me.

“That’s from tonight. They’re at a club opening in Chelsea.”

I close my eyes as I felt Sebastian's arms around me, pulling me close towards him.

“He’s a jerk,” Sebastian said as I felt him take my phone away and put it to the side.

“You know I’m not even sad that we broke up, I’m more embarrassed. This whole thing is embarrassing.” I tried to keep my voice steady as I felt a tear come down my cheek.

“Shhhhhh.”

Sebastian let me lay in his arms for what felt like hours. Even letting me take a small 10 minute nap on his chest.

As I woke up to the sound of a classic movie on in the background, Funny Face. My favorite. I wiggled a little trying to get comfortable in Sebastian’s arms. He didn’t let go and I didn’t mind. It was nice. I was comforted by his warmth. Why can’t the guys I try to date feel this warm? Instead they play that "I’m in my youth and we have to see who cares less, sex with no feelings game.” I was happy Sebastian wasn’t like that. As I laid on his chest in complete bliss, I felt his eyes fall upon me. I looked up seeing his sweet side smile.

Before I could even process the thought in my mind.

I kissed him.

My lips pressed against his smooth full lips.

Oh god, I kissed him.

I pulled away quickly. “Sorry,” I said quietly.

As I adjusted myself, slowly separating my body from his arms, I felt a tight grip and a very wicked smile cross Sebastian’s face. Which made me flutter from embarrassment.

“Sorry,” I said again.

“Don’t be.”

He was grinning a bit before I felt his lips kiss mine this time. This wasn’t a quick crashing, passionate kiss in the heat of the moment. This kiss was different. It was passionate, slow, sensual, sexy.

Despite the circumstances… It felt right.

I broke away from our kiss, already knew where this would head.

“Heeeyyy,” he said smiling. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable doing...”

He runs his fingers through my hair, petting me as if I was a baby. I paused for a second, truly wondering what the consequences of our actions will do to our friendship but in the moment I didn’t care. We kiss again, this time our tongues met and my hand slips under his sweater on to his stomach, feeling his tight abs. I can hear my phone vibrating next to him and before I can open my eyes to peak, Sebastian tosses it farther away from me. We smile in-between kisses and I feel compelled to tell him, I want him. Still in his arms, I let my hand boldly move from under his sweater to his bulge. As I lightly let my fingers give him a teasing touch.

“You sure you wanna do this?”

I grinned and nodded knowing that I couldn’t turn back from this. I couldn’t ignore my needs or this burning desire building up inside of me. I got up moving down to the floor. My hands caressed his thighs. His blue faded jeans looked tighter and I knew his cock was hard. As I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling down whatever I could to reveal his hard on, I felt his hands palm over mine.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“I wouldn’t still be here if I weren’t.”

I smirked, marveling at his erection as he adjusted his sitting position. I teased, licking the tip, getting a hold of his cock in my hand and gently massaging his head against my lips. I began to suck the head of his cock, stroking him with one hand, and then another. I watched him watch me. I liked watching him watch me. His hand went to the back of my head gently pushing my head further down his cock. Wanting more.

I went as far as I could before pulling him out of my mouth. Gazing at the messy saliva dripping from my mouth to his cock. I used the excess saliva to lubricant him, stroking him more, as I found myself sucking and licking his balls. Sebastian groaned in pleasure. I gave his head a good suck tasting his precum.

“Sweet.” I said smiling devilishly him. Sebastian pulled me up onto his lap, kissing me, quickly pulling my dress over my head and removing my bra. I could feel his erection between my thighs. I wanted him inside me, so badly. I started grinding my clothed pussy against his erection.

But he stops me, adjusting himself again, this time in a laying position on the couch. I felt him pull my thighs up, closer, and closer to his face until I was directly above it. I hear a rip of fabric which slightly surprised me. It was my underwear. He then threw it somewhere in the room. I lower myself, rightfully above his lips. Without hesitation he pulls my thighs down.

I feel his lips crash into my body.

This was too much. Oh my god. What are we doing?

I whimper against his tongues touch as he held my thighs steady.

Oh my god. What am I doing? Did I even care?

I feel myself unable to stop the cries coming out of mouth and I feel my body unable to slow my breaths. Just like that I feel my body crash in a wavering pleasure, licking me up like soft ice cream. I caught my breathe as Sebastian slide from under me and up, reaching for my body. His lips pressed the back of my neck, his hands caressed the sides of my body.

His hand ran up my thighs to my chest, they searched for my breast as he massaged both of them, giving each nipple a gently pull. He bent me over and I back myself into his crotch letting him know I wanted more. Sebastian guides his cock in his hand around my entrance only putting the head in and sliding back out.

“Tease” I said quietly.

He then slides all the way deep into my wetness. Which cause me to jump a little in a gasp. He then slides out of me again so effortlessly.

I whimper in frustration. He was really teasing me.

“Baby please!” I said, really wanting him more inside of me. “Baby? …Now I like the sound of that.”

Sebastian begins thrusting his cock inside of me. Wasting no time. I feel both his hands caress my cheeks, giving them a squeeze as he thrusted deeper. I moan each time he went deep. I couldn’t believe the amount of pleasure I felt.

“Spank me,” I asked in a half moan.

This surprised Sebastian causing him to grin. Giving each cheek attention with a little slap. Which really turned me on. He moves out of me, suggesting we lay on our sides. Side by side, I felt him part my legs, putting himself back inside of me. This time using his fingers to gently massage my clit.

“Yessssss”

I moaned in absolute delight. His lips began sucking my neck and I couldn’t muffle my moans but I tried biting my lip to stop them from escaping my mouth. His thrust become more rapid and I could feel my orgasm build up inside of me. I grab the back of his neck, turning my head to kiss him, an unstoppable moan interrupted our kiss as I felt pussy push and pull him. Sebastian moaned with me as he came. Pressing his lips against mine hard. A river of ecstasy for the both of us.

I felt his lips move to my neck.

“I hope that made things better,” he laughed.

“It certainly did."

[opheliashur]

ask game

eeep tagged by @nihilistic-janitor i barely use this acct but might as well!!!! tho im p sure i cant answer half these questions dsklf; 1. why did you choose your url? harnessing the mysterious energy of tackeart, nonsensical and from somewhere only ten year old me knows (also bc i cant think of anything else) 2. any side blogs? wtf is a side blog 3. how long have you been on tumblr? like.. according to the site ive been here since may but ive been browsing tumblr for stuff since i was a young kat. i also dont know what to put here lmao 4. do you have a queue tag? what 5. why did you start your blog in the first place? so i could like things! and follow blogs i liked even if i forget it exists and suffer on the twitter hellscape 6. why did you choose your icon? i supplement my complete lack of self image with a surrealist aesthetic :snug: 7. why did you choose your header? wtf is a header 8. what's your post with the most notes? prolly the control screenshots bc i dont post anything interesting here lmfao 9. how many mutuals do you have? whats a mutual 10. how many followers do you have? five, all friends :snug: 11. how many people are you following uhhhhh thirty-one 12. have you ever made a shitpost i am a shitpost 13. how often do you use Tumblr each day? like. once a month lmfao 14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? conflict is scary 15. how do you feel about “You need to reblog this” posts? share this to 15 of your friends or mothman will steal your worst enemy 16. do you like tag games? tumblr culture is byzantine 17. do you like ask games? what 18. which of your Tumblr mutuals do you think is famous? all of them bc theyre accomplished high skill people O: 19. do you have a crush on a mutual? no im demi 20. tags i dont know anybody here so im stealing one of jans tags @inklesspen hi

[kvltprince]

I was tagged by the lovely @leporidaefluff (Thank you! it was the push i needed to get started on this instead of just going oh~ neat~!)

Rules:

1. Choose an OC.

2. Answer them as that OC.

3. Tag 5 people to do the same. Sorry if anyone has already been tagged, no obligation. @ heathie on whatever acct cos im a dumbass an i miss your bois(you miss em too), @randomwordsandstormydays, @randomfuzzbunny, @jornaquinn @chrysocolladawn ( @somewhere-withoutyou if you would...) and anyone else who would enjoy doing this. (if i get tagged again ill do anther oc. i would tag a few others but i feel weird tagging ppl i dont like ever talk to lol.)

What is your name?

"Lucy Grandchester, yeah that one.” 

How old are you?

“Fourty-five unless you are getting nitpicky about cryostasis. That doesn’t count unless I am joking with a ghoul, honestly.”

What do you look like?

He lets out a small half chuckle, "Oh, we are doing this okay. I’ll bite. Slightly short middle aged punk, long greying curly hair, undercut, with one leg and too many tattoos?”

Where are you from? Where do you live now?

Lucy uncomfortably takes down his hair and redoes his messy bun while sighing and becoming a bit short. “I’m from just the other side of that irradiated water near that gas station south of here. Name kinda gives it away. You have seen it? I honestly am not sure how it’s standing still between the bombs and everything else. It’s looked after now, and is a surprise asset to still have. I lived in Boston for a while after all that, and back in this area once Nuka World was opened, then back in the Boston area, and would you look at that I am back in Nuka World and it is a lot more comfortable now.”

What was your childhood like?

"...Unstable, for everyone. It got a bit better once my parents were dead... are we done with this line of questions? Or am I excusing you?”

What groups are you friendly with? Are you allied with any factions?

“Well, I started out trying to play nicely vaguely with anyone that didn’t try to shoot me first. That.... hasn’t stayed how it is. At least not fully, though i generally play nice until I am given a reason not to. I am friendly with the Disciples, the Operators, several of the Children of Atom groups that haven't irradiated their sense out of their heads yet, the Railroad.”

Tell me about your best friend.

He finally visibly relaxes the rest of the way after that history business, and takes a drink of a quantum. “Oh only one best friend? Are we in high school again? aw Alright. We have some parallel histories.” He swirls the glowing drink, but doesn't let himself get lost in his head too far. “Great humor, puts up with my shit somehow, doesn't blow my sneaking. Laugh that could take on the world even though they probably wouldn't. No I am not spoiling who I decided on. A man has to have some secrets somewhere and mine are in short supply”

Do you have a family? Tell me about them!

“My son Shaun never ceases to surprise me with what he can come up with, and how well adjusted he is. Codsworth is still helping out with the household, and helping keep Shaun from disassembling live turrets while I am away, though now he is living here at Fizztop with us. Surprisingly it seems to be an alright setup, and Shaun has taught a few people some upgrades in their downtime. There is enough room to keep things comfortable, and I have done some park remodeling since I arrived. My closest companions that don’t hate my choices I have made I consider family, but that has become a smaller circle than before.”

What about a partner or partners?

“Gage of course, he is my husband for whatever it is worth in the wasteland. Otherwise I suppose that depends how you are defining that. I am an affectionate person and some people seem to have rather strict definitions of where the edge of friend and partner should be”

Who are your enemies, and why?

“Several people aren’t speaking to me very well at best after I have settled into the Overboss seat here, on a personal level. The Pack were wiped out. The Brotherhood were wiped out. The Institute were wiped out. The minutemen are pretty pissed understandably. The Gunners still show up in vertibirds sometimes and are still pretty fun target practice. My settlements are generally comfortable, and my outposts mostly only have problems with gunners or trappers. Minor annoyances.”

Have you ever heard of The Brotherhood of Steel? What do you think about them?

“Yeah, of course. I think they got too headstrong for their flightsuits. I mean I understand but you really can’t do that shit and expect no repercussions. It was quite a firework show honestly, I wonder how far away the heat was felt..”

What about The Enclave?

"I don’t know much about them, only one of their ex-soldiers, he didn’t exactly tell me much. Cute, a bit odd. Not sure if it is the radiation that did that or not.”

How do you feel about Super Mutants?

He has a flash of a pensive thought drift across his face “There’s a few that aren’t so bad. Obviously the FEV isn’t mass-curable though, so not exactly much of a choice what to do about them unless you like getting a rocket launcher or a nuke in your face.”

What’s the craziest fight you’ve ever been in?

“Proobably~ around Bunker Hill, It was just, A Lot. That whole time was not just the specific fight. I don’t remember a lot of it, I’m pretty sure Gage half dragged me home after the main running around and meetings after the fight. I don’t think I had a full thought for a while.”

Have you ever fought a Deathclaw?

He thumb points to a sniper rifle leaning against the wall “Yeah, too often, thankfully usually I see them first, and I’ve gotten the sneaking thing down. They make pretty good steaks.”

Do you like fighting?

“Sometimes, honestly. Something tired and overstated about old habits or something boring. Really though, it is exciting and keeps the boredom away. Playfighting and sparring will do, no need to draw blood. I guess. Good to keep knife and sneaking skills sharp however you can.”

What’s your weapon of choice?

“A modded real sharp Throatslicer she called it, I swear Nisha found this thing in the loading dock or something it is the nicest box-cutter I have ever owned. Opens up anything.”

How do you survive? Your wits, your charm, your skills, brute force, some combination? (a.k.a. what’s your S.P.E.C.I.A.L?)

“Outlive everything around me usually by not being seen, notice it first, shoot it faster, stab it more, talk my way out of it, or by luck. I have zero real idea, but I can eat nearly anything and I bet that helps too.”

Have you ever been in a vault? What do you think about them?

"Of course, there are a bunch, and I was ushered into 111 to turn my life upside down. They seem to only be any good for salvage, horror stories, clean water sometimes, and if you are real lucky a trade post and a shave. I have a settlement vault that is doing well that I have taken over and built up, but that is not Vault-Tec related, obviously.”

How do you beat all the radiation around here? Has it affected you?

“I have a few recipes that are good for radiation, though it doesn't affect me very badly overall and I am slow to feel any sickness. I suspect that one day I will turn into a ghoul.” He is rather matter of fact and unbothered by this, and hints that he knows that not getting sick much from radiation means just that.

What’s your favorite wasteland critter?

“Probably the stags and gazelles and other herd animals. They are overall unchanged other than most have two heads now, they are still nice to watch”

What’s your least favorite wasteland critter?

“Honestly? radscorpions? Those fuckers are too quick and you cant shoot them cos they tunnel and they knock you on your ass and poison you and just UGH”

How do you feel about robots?

"Robots are alright if they are not causing trouble. Some of them are nice. Jezebel is not so nice, but she is guarding red rocket and bitching the entire time so shes no longer my problem. The Rust Devil’s robots are a pain in my ass for real.”

How many caps do you have on you right now?

"Plenty.”

Nuka Cola or Sunset Sarsaparilla?

He cocks his head slightly “I havent heard that one in a while. Depends on the flavor of Nuka Cola, I do like Sunset Sarsaparilla though, if you have any.”

Do you do chems?

"Not recreationally anymore. No, not because of him.” He nods toward Gage “It just, gets out of hand”

Do you ever think about the Pre-War world?

"Not as often as you would expect, I mean obviously there is the ‘oh i remember when that wasn't destroyed’ of things, but things are more comfortable than I thought they could be”

What’s your deepest regret? What would you do differently?

His eyes narrow slightly “I don’t really do regret. Things were done the way they were because it was the choice at the time. A choice now for an old situation isn’t helpful to living my current life or my old life. I am not living then, I am living now.” 

What’s your biggest achievement? Or what do you hope to achieve?

“Surviving all of this, and myself. Creating this strange semi-stability in this post apocalyptic place.”

What do you want for the future? For yourself? Your friends? The world?

“Keep me and mine safe, happy as we can be, and I hope that my found-family never fully stops growing. Curious what the future holds for my raiders and friends, there is so much potential, it could be risky but it is there. For once it is a good solid place to be, and it’s mine.” Lucy polishes off his questionable as hell drink with a smile.