#so to have such a big change in the space of a week was a huge shock

[lost-in-fandoms]

Sort of Mary Poppins/The sound of music AU in which Max is the tired and overworked dad and Daniel is the nanny.

Max finds Daniel through an online babysitting site and it's kind of suspicious about his incredible reviews, but Daniel doesn't ask as much as some other babysitters for two kids, and Max doesn't have time to look for someone else, so he calls him.

The things is Max's kids are like him: smart, stubborn, a bit mouthy, a little possessive, very protective of their spaces, their routine and, most importantly, their dad. They keep making babysitters run away, because they're "difficult": sometimes just out of the sole crime of being clever kids hard to entertain, sometimes because the person acts wrong, either to them or about Max. One time a babysitter closed the cats out on the balcony because she didn't want them "under her feet" and they made her life hell until she quit on the spot by the time bedtime came around.

So yeah, Max has a hard time finding new babysitters, but Daniel accepts to come for an interview.

The first thing Max notices about him is the big baggy hoodie, not very appropriate for a job interview in his opinion, the second is his smile. He's undecided on his judgment until Daniel greets him by saying "oh you are younger than me! and two kids already? You kept busy, mate" and Max decides Daniel is the most unprofessional babysitter he's ever met.

But he is busy, has a few very long days coming up at work, and he doesn't have time to look for someone else, so he hires Daniel. He tells himself it's just until the end of the week, and if Daniel doesn't run on his own, Max will fire him and find someone else.

Except that Daniel seems perfect.

The kids adore him. He is a bit too laid back for Max's tastes, doesn't really believe in being strict, but he can get the kids to do their homeworks, eat their dinner and even take a bath. When Max sits down with the kids for a few minutes before they go to sleep, they can't seem to stop gushing about how cool and fun and amazing Daniel is.

So Daniel stays.

Max doesn't see him too much at first, but then his work eases up a little and he's home more often, and he can hear how he interacts with the children, and he's so. kind. He's fun and cool and amazing like the kids say, but above all he's kind. He talks to them gently, treats them like real people, listens to what they say even if it's the most absurd made up scenarios.

And that makes Max feel things, because obviously Daniel is hot, he has eyes, he has noticed before, but watching him interact with his kids changes things.

Which is a problem because as lonely and touch starved Max is, he could never have Daniel like that, and why would Daniel want him anyway? Max has nothing to offer. So he pines, and he is ardently jealous of both the kids for getting to spend time with Daniel and Daniel for how much time he has with the kids, and how much they love him.

One time the kids get sick, and Max takes time off of work because despite needing the money his kids do come first, but Daniel comes to help anyway, and they have the chance to spend time together, and it's hard because they just click. Daniel makes Max feel a little less stressed, makes him laugh again in a way he feels like he hasn't done in a long time, and it's awful because it just makes Max fall harder.

And then Daniel's contract is up and Max asks him to stay and Daniel says no.

Max is heartbroken, is already dreading having to tell the kids, but Daniel tells him he will find someone else to work for because he doesn't want Max and his family to be work. He wants them, if they want him, to be family.

And then they kiss and live happily ever after xx

[likeawildthing]

And ode to our family couch on her last day of service.

Thank you, couch, for being my first big post-divorce purchase. I was SO proud when I could finally afford you for my little family. I couldn’t afford the delivery fee so my dad put you in the back of his truck and you rode, ass out, all the way home.

Thank you for serving us faithfully for the last twelve years, through countless movie nights, pillow fights, pillow forts, and dance parties. Also: crying sessions, depression, illnesses, and inadvertent sleepovers when I’d fall asleep to pride and prejudice for the fiftieth time.

You were vomited on at least four times, but your lingering smell is Diet Coke because approximately fifty-seven cans have been knocked over while balancing on your arm. Did I ever learn? No.

You survived two boys, from toddlerhood to young adulthood, definitely worse for the wear but still in tact. You were both the best springboard and floor mat for questionable gymnastics moves.

(I’m sorry for the atrocities committed, both on and around you, in the name of teenage hormones—I really, really try not to think about it but I know you Saw things. And felt them. Ew.)

You supported me through school, all of those late nights, year after year, while I was trying to better our family’s prospects. You were my safe space in the depths of chronic illness, serving as bed and desk and table when I couldn’t climb the stairs. We were best friends when I started working from home.

The scorch mark from the radiator isn’t visible, but the indents are both from our cat. Top left — his second favorite nap spot. Middle right, from my butt because he insists on sleeping between me and your arm, so I get the crack. Crack on crack crime.

I’ve tried to take care of you over the years, performing deep cleanings, surgeries, and multiple restuffings. I sacrificed a foam mattress last year to give you new cushions, and new legs the year before that.

But, and I’m sorry about this, too, you were my faithful craft desk. Shout out to your many hot glue gun burns, paint stains, and exacto holes.

I did, absolutely, cut a few strategically placed holes in you today to see what treasures you have stolen from us over the years. I did vacuum out every month the attachment only went so deep. So, in no particular order, your secrets:

-approximately two handfuls of dirt

-an obscene number of bottle caps (my side) and cosmic brownie wrappers (where my youngest sits)

-twelve buttons

-a roku remote

-three needles (we thought there would be at least forty)

-$1.25 in assorted change

-my Apple Watch which has been missing for four weeks

-three earrings, none matching, but thankfully i always keep my lost halves

-assorted paper scraps

-mini tweezers, one nail file, and three exacto blades

-a marker, four pencils, one pen, and two marker caps

-a lego ninjago sword that my kids fought about for two years, each insisting the other stole it (I have wrapped it in a tiny box as a Christmas gift from you to them. I’ll let them fight over who gets to keep it.)

-two nerf darts

-our missing cat laser toy

-an entire purse chain from my grandma’s vintage coach bag. I didn’t even know it existed.

So, aren’t you a sneaky bitch. But also, thank you for returning my watch.

It’s been real, babe. You were mostly great, very comfortable, and perfectly serviceable. I’m writing this, ironically, on your replacement. She is comfortable, spacious, and heaps more stylish.

But, damn.

Does she have big cushions to fill.

[daddyelliott1979]

Good morning littles, middles and bigs!

It's been a while since we've posted, life has been super busy and whilst we still play daily but haven't really had the chance to share much!

The last month has seen a massive shift in our dynamic, something that I want to preface with a story.

For me a true Dom must process one specific character trait that most of these so called Alpha Dom's lack- they lack a lot, in particular humility.

See a true Dom understands that their primary function to create the space for the sun to explode their submission and their fantasies.

Without humility, a Dom won't see that! We exist for you, not the other way round. Which brings us to this story.

Now my Boy is perfect, and amazing, we are always looking for ways to deepen his little space. I was sat one Sunday morning thinking about all of this and I cooked up the perfect way to do this!

Once he was up, had his morning nappy change and bottle, during our morning cuddles I put to @squirtdaboi my idea. That one day a month I will switch and submit to him, this would help me stay humble. It also enables me to role model babyish behaviour and set expectations in his behaviour.

So on our first day of my submission to my boy, aka us switching in which he had licence to do as he pleased with zero limits! And I had to do as he wanted.

I spent that first day fully padded, dressed like a baby, I was forbidden from acting big. I was spanked, I got tied up, tortured and eventually I had to Bottom for him!

Now the cheeky monkey didn't to use to his advantage- he said if I had to do as he said then he was making this a week long thing!!!!

Ofcourse I reminded him that once this was over I would make him pay - I got spanked for my cheekiness!

So began my week long stint as his baby, full nappies, lots of bottles, baby food and early nights. I had to satisfy his sexual urges multiple times a day. I Bottomed for him every night, sometimes multiple times in one day!

It was actually a ton of fun, I learnt a lot about myself, as a Dom, apparently as a Switch, most importantly I became aware of how much I had let things slip at times.

And apparently I do miss occasionally getting to be little! Because I'm still wearing nappies full time. But our dynamic is very fluid.

I Bottom for him more often too, nothing better than seeing your boy with his nappy half off, drooling around his dummy as he pounds you!

It's been an interesting month to say the least!

But at the heart of it all he's the love of my life, my boy, my baby, my little son, and I love him more now that I have ever done!

Sadly he's got all the pics, so maybe @squirtdaboi will share some!

Love and respect Tumblr Fam

[constantnbpreg]

Think of a scenario that could be improved by being very pregnant~

of course there’s the classics like driving or going to a restaurant but a scenario i love thinking about that would be amazing to do while very pregnant is grocery shopping as silly as it sounds

i like to imagine myself my twins. gotta go to the grocery store weekly which means regulars who come the same time and day I do and the same employees get to see me get more and more pregnant each week. and because it’s twins, i’m getting big quickly. at first no one would notice anything of course. the small curve of my previously flat tummy is easily hidden by my shirts, barely pressing into my pants yet. just my little secret.

but every week starting after the day my pants stop buttoning though? oh that’s when the changes really start. as my tummy starts to really round out and become a proper belly i notice things. i notice how it’s getting harder to reach for things on top shelves without my belly getting in the way. the day i stretch to try and grab a can, my belly knocks over a bunch of products on one of the lower shelves and i am so embarrassed and lean i have to reach sideways now to not risk that happening again.

i think about me, standing in an aisle trying to find something and rubbing my belly as I do so. hand resting on the curve of it as i peer over my choices. maybe i’m looking at something i’m craving, not on the list but im sooooo hungry. the babies do nothing but kick me and demand me to eat it feels like. and by the way my thighs stretch my maternity pants and my new love handles, you can tell how all those cravings have been adding up.

all the walking i do up and down the aisles is when i start to notice im beginning to waddle a bit. my belly getting so big and heavy on my widening hips. i can feel how the added baby weight makes my ass and thighs jiggle as i move in a way they’ve never done before. it’s clear from my cart that gets more and more items for all my cravings how i got those soft new curves and as the babies get heavier, the harder it is to try and complete my grocery trip. the babies that my partner did such a good job fucking into me take after them in size which means they are biiiiig. and they’re only getting bigger from that point on. they sit heavy against my pelvis, and curve my back so much that it makes me groan.

the space between me and the cart too is nearly non existent at this point too, it just swells so much in front of me that i fear what i’ll do if i can’t reach past it. before i got pregnant i used to always use self checkout, but that’s nearly impossible for me now, trying to maneuver all those items by myself is too exhausting. so instead i squeeze me and my wide hips into a register line. i try and not just how much my hips have grown and spread but it’s hard to when i see how much they fill the small space. i pray i don’t get stuck by the end of this pregnancy, but by how these babies are growing, i better not test my luck.

the cashier would smile at me and like many of the customers i’ve passed, they’d ask me when i was due because it had to be soon right? i tell them i still got three months left and it’s big twins and i see the shock on their face because im just so gravid.

still by my due date, i’m still attempting those trips. my partner helps me though because i have to have one hand holding the underside of my baby filled belly and one supporting my poor back. no way to man a cart groaning as i make my slow way beside them and panting but smiling all the same. my clothes barely fit too, belly hanging out and ass near bursting through the seams of my pants. customers and employees stare at me as we pass, wondering how could be just so big and fertile. wondering why i would still be up and moving when it’s obvious how uncomfortable i am. and they’re right, i am but god it feels so good still being this pregnant and out.

and as we walk and chat about the babies and what to eat for dinner, i lovingly rub my belly thinking about how i’m so excited to do this all over again

[mullet-stan101]

Werewolf Stan x Reader

Chapter 2, tw: just some mentions of physical pain and transformation (might elaborate more in further chapters)

It’s been a month since Stan was bit and three weeks since he fell sick from the bite. Ford hasn’t been able to do anything but keep him comfortable while he waits for the inevitable. Y/n on the other hand, doesn’t look at it so technically…she sympathizes with Stan as she can tell he’s obviously been through something rough.

Stan blinks and rubs his eyes as he wakes in the morning. Light filters in despite the thick private curtains in Ford’s spare room, and he looks around in confusion. He doesn’t recognize the house at all, he doesn’t even remember how he got here.

“Geesh what happened…”

He rubs his shoulder and his head snaps back as that makes him remember, but he’s surprised to see nothing but skin. Despite being tired and confused…he feels amazing. He swings his legs over the side of the bed and gets up slowly.

“Stanford…?”

Y/n glances up from the kitchen as she hears him, and he walks in. He does look a lot better…now that he’s not covered in grime and blood she can definitely tell that they’re twins, even with the weight and hair difference.

“Hi…you hungry?”

Stan glances up a little surprised but he remembers, smiling a little sheepishly as he’s just in his wife beater and boxers. 

“Yeah…starved. Where’s Ford?”

She shrugs as she cracks some eggs into a pan and starts to scramble them, dressed in a sweatshirt and pajama pants. 

“Down in the lab as usual…he barely ever comes out.”

Stan nods slowly and sits down. He checks her out a little from behind, she’s very pretty. He’s surprised that Ford landed her.

“Uh…thanks for convincing him to let me stay…”

He trails off as he never caught her name and she smiles softly.

“Y/n.”

“Y/n…well- I’m Stanley, call me Stan though. So…how’d you and ol’ sixer get together?”

She blinks and then chuckles as she realizes what he means. 

“Together? Oh gosh no...at least- not now.”

She hesitates a little as she doesn’t want to admit that she hoped for that at first, but Ford has changed since college.

“I just work for him, all of his projects and stuff y’know?’

“So you’re a nerd too, huh?”

She laughs softly and slides him a plate of scrambled eggs.

“Pretty much- but a different type I guess. Ford is the chemistry and supernatural nerd, I’m just the engineer. And a little animal fascination I guess.”

Stan nods and smiles softly, eating the eggs and thanking you. You both eat breakfast quietly until Ford comes back upstairs, looking a little frazzled and sleep-deprived. Seeing Stan up and better would usually make him relieved but this makes him even more nervous. He walks over and without hesitation pries his mouth open and shines a light in his eyes.

“Hey-! What the heck??”

Ford huffs as he reluctantly moves back out of Stan’s personal space, Stan rubbing his jaw with a glare as he’d just been grabbed like a lab rat. 

“You look completely healthy…I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

Stan frowns at this in confusion. 

“Wait and see what?” 

Ford scoffs as he opens the fridge. 

“This doesn’t concern either of you? Your bite healed a day after you were bit, you’ve just been sick for nearly a month. Today is a full moon, does that ring a bell?”

Stan scoffs and nearly chuckles at how crazy that sounds. 

“You’ve been reading too much monster junk, Sixer. If you’re about to tell me I’m a werewolf you’re wrong…and nuts.” 

“What bit you huh, Stanley? I bet you’ll say a big dog won’t you?”

Stan smirks as his mouth opens to retort but he closes it as Ford says that last statement. 

“Uh- yeah…that’s what it looked like to me.”

Ford shakes his head with a sigh, taking a swig of coffee as he adjusts his glasses. 

“Just as I thought…you need to stay here tonight…maybe from now on.”

“What?? Like some kinda lab rat, no thanks. I just needed you to fix me up and you did, now just a couple days to get back on my feet and I’ll be fine.”

Y/n frowns softly as she looks at him. 

“Ford’s right Stanley…I didn’t believe him at first, but this can’t be a coincidence.”

Stan frowns at this, thinking she was on his side and he shakes his head with a scoff.

“I can’t even believe this- I’m stayin’ for a bit anyways but no more prying my mouth open, ok?”

Ford nods and leaves Stan alone, and y/n eventually follows as she goes to help him. Stan is left alone in the kitchen and once they’re gone he can’t help but think about what they said, and he hates to admit that it scares him. 

***

That evening he’s internally on edge whereas Ford doesn’t hide it at all. He preps one of his spare rooms and gets y/n to help him secure it. Stan watches quietly from the couch, his brow knit in worry…he watches y/n and he can’t help but admire her skillful nature compared to his brother’s smarts. The sun begins to set and they finish, Ford anxious as he fiddles around with his equipment and y/n notices how anxious Stan is, sitting next to him quietly.

“I know you’re probably nervous…”

Stan scoffs and chuckles, attempting to hide it. 

“Me? Nervous? Hell, I've fought off prison guards and gang members, I’ll be fine.”

She frowns a little, her eyes soft as she can see right through it. 

“Well if you are nervous don’t worry, you may have to go through it tonight, but Ford’s smart. If anyone could figure out the cure to lycanthropy it’d be him.”

“You’re sure…?”

She smiles softly and nods, to which Stan lets his cocky look fall, looking a little nervous.

“It’s the suspense…if it’s really going to happen I’m gonna feel it. Why the hell is this happening?? This isn’t supposed to be real!”

“I-I really don’t know…it’s something about this place. I’ve never seen anything like it before either.”

Stan sighs and he looks at her, his brown eyes more worried and scared than when he was even sick. The night gets later and he gets progressively more nervous, Ford eventually pushes him to go into the room and he does. The two sit outside his room anxiously as the moon begins to rise, and Stan sits inside, watching and waiting for what feels like his impending doom. His breathing grows shallow as his hands begin to shake and he clamps them in his lap.

“This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening…chill out, Stan c’mon-”

He groans as a deep ache ripples down his spine and he leans forward with a gasp. Slowly his body begins to swell and contort as he whimpers in pain and fear. 

“N-no…no…” 

He yelps in pain as it shocks through his system, his body contorting and growing as he can’t deny it anymore. Y/n’s head snaps up as she hears the sounds in the room and she looks to Ford who is trying to stay stern. She flinches as there’s a thump and whimpers and growls before it goes completely silent. The two sit there in silence for a few minutes, before the sound of low whimpering seeps into the living room. Her heart clenches hearing this, despite the idea of a werewolf being one room over, she can’t help but feel bad for Stan.

“Ford…we’re not just going to sit here are we?”

Ford glances up with a frown.

“Well yes- we can’t risk anything, even if it’s my brother.” 

Her brow furrows in concern and she scoffs as she steps towards the door.

“How do we expect to help him if you don’t even want to see him like this? You’ll risk your life to go hunt some random crap in the woods but not to help your brother? I’m gonna check on him.”

Ford’s eyes widen as she goes to unlock the door and he stands up quickly to grab her hand. 

“No! Are you crazy? A werewolf is a werewolf! Stan or not-”

She opens the door slowly and stiffens, in the dark of the small room a pair of yellow eyes stare back at her, an enormous wolf. 

[crimsonspectre]

Belong

summary: You're Lewis teammate and biggest fan

Tags: LW x gn!OC

You can find this in AO3 too

Five months have passed since you’ve become Lewis’s teammate.

They say you should never meet your idol, but in your case, it’s been smooth sailing. Sure, maybe you’ve had some discussions over trivial legal - mostly - moves in racing, and how to forget the time you proclaimed yourself, in a drunken post maiden victory state, his biggest fan, with big sparkly eyes and one too many details, except for one. But so far, meeting your idol has been like meeting an old friend, someone you can picture from memory.

Time brought along Max’s birthday, and the break before the last three races gave the perfect excuse for an over the top party. You were under the impression that Lewis wouldn’t show up, as he was always somewhere else, thus your outfit choice proved incredibly treacherous when the first thing you saw after entering Max’s penthouse was your teammate’s profile. Perfect profile, by the way.

A moment to recolect, you tell yourself. He won’t notice, this doesn’t have to be a big deal. Shit, not even a deal at all. And it better not be, because he’s coming your way.

“You’re late, rookie”

“You should stop calling me rookie already, it’s been months”

“You’re always a rookie in my books” he answers, laughing. You sit next to him.

“I thought you were traveling” you sip your drink, trying to focus on the task at hand.

“You don’t fancy seeing me here?”

You push your weight agains him for a second before answering “Don’t be dumb. I do prefer you in the track were I can beat your ass, but this is nice for a chance”

“Ha! aren’t you cocky. You’re spending way too much time with me.”

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As the moon and drinks went on, your worries started to melt onto the air. There was no time to worry about anything in a place like this, with this incredible ambiance, as you were gossiping in a corner with Max. Two weeks apart came with lots of updates on the finest paddock news.

When Max laughs, moving a little, you caught those eyes. The ones immediatelty shifting to other serious matters. Maybe he was watching? Maybe you’re just very drunk.

Excusing yourself to get some air, you go to the backydard. Strange, no one’s here, with such beauty around to appreciate. So much to be overtaken by the memory of his eyes that seems as permanent as…

“Hey” you startle as a voice calls from behind.

“God, Lewis, you’re gonna kill me one of these days.”

You move a little as his body ask for space to sit, while laughing it off.

“Are you having a good time?”

“Yeah, sure. It’s nice to have a break like this”

He nods, “For sure it’s nice if you’re the birthday boy special person”

You look genuinely confused, and laugh equally as awkward.

“Oh no, I think you’re getting the wrong idea”

He shifts his tone, and his head tilts a litte. “Am I?”

“Uh… yeah, I mean, Max is my friend” you can feel your face growing hotter by the second. What even is this change of air?

He stands, and as subtle as he arrived, he put his hand on your nape. Just his fingerprints, soft as a feather. You can’t help but shiver.

“That’s fine” he breaks the silence, moving his hand in a pattern.

And it hits you. He saw it, didn’t he? You try to say something, buy the subtle touch apparently put you under a spell, compelled only to look at him.

He keeps tracing your tattoo, the one you promised to get if he won his seventh title, back when you were just his fan, and he was just your idol. A nice, delicate 44.

“That’s fine” he repeats, applying the smallest of pressure on the side of your neck “as long as you remember who you belong to.”

[rascalentertainments]

Wish Granted 🌟👩🏾🎶: How Star Came to Earth 🌍 (Bonus Story)

(This story starts years before the events of the story, and leads up to "This Wish")

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In this special space of Earth's atmosphere called "The Startosphere" ,its located in a cosmic space between the the mesosphere and thermosphere. In this space, millions of stars travel across the galaxy as nomads. They go around seeing different nebula formations, constellations and other wonders of the universe!

All of the star people have cosmic power, but its never been used to the extent of actually permanently changing their own form, let alone turning into animals or a human.

That is, until one young Star saw the Earth.

Humans and animals fascinated him even when he was just a plushie shaped star. He loved how everyone seem to know each other, had exotic creatures in their everyday lives, and eating things like, what were those things called? Oh yeah, food. Food looked good.

And the humans! He loved the humans so much, our Star slowly changed his outward appearance to look just like to them.

Now, our Star was quite different amongst his family and species. As the Star nomads live together and slowly start to drift apart, they learn to live independently from one another. So independently that they're accustomed to traveling alone for decades, there's no need to make friends or even mate often because there's nearly endless stars in the sky.

Our Star did not like to be alone. He loved to make friends and loved his family, but his big happy family did not last forever.

Our Star had a mother, a father and five brothers. His parents were a bit quieter than their children, and the children themselves enjoyed being loud and playing with each other. They could get a little rough, but always managed to have fun. His mother and father did have their hands full, especially when our Star liked to zoom around the moon trying trick them into playing an extra game.

Star had no name, and neither did his two younger brothers. But his older brothers gained the names of Orion and Draco. They started off being together as one group, but as time went on and two of then reached departure age, they became distant from their siblings. When the time came for them to leave at 15 years. Tears were not shed. They would miss their family, but not enough to leave a lingering attachment. As years pass for the star nomads, the memories of friends, mates or family, will fade as they naturally adjust to being alone.

When Our Star reached his departure age, he held onto his memories like a vice. Not wanting to forget the love he had for them. There were days he missed his younger brothers to who always asked for him play a game of tag. Days he missed his mother's calm voice when she sang to calm them down. Days he even missed his stubborn father's well meaning lectures on not getting his head in the clouds.

As our Star traveled, he met lots of unique nomads, all with their own personalities, likes and dislikes. One thing he always wanted to learn about with them was Earth. The nomads had seen Earth dozens of times, and grew a bit bored. They preferred to see planets and nebula outside of the Earth's system.

But our Star couldn't do that. The more he watched Earth and humans, the more he wanted to go there. He just didn't know how.

Star traveled with other nomads, hoping that one of them would be a traveling companion. But it seemed that they would only stick around for a week at most, and then decide to leave. It would be days before he saw one or more nomads at a time.

Star did try to stick with them to other places, but the longer he was around them, the more the other nomads started to get annoyed. He was still a young one, and perhaps he needs to get used to being alone to mellow himself out. It was simply a phase he needed to pass.

But each year he got older, Star still talked about Earth. Like, nearly 24/7. Every nomad he encountered had already seen Earth, but never wanted to talk about it to this extent. Star already knew just about everything having to do with space, and he always saw nearly the sane thing everyday. Earth was always changing, something new happened each day and was full of surprises.

Star attempts for friendship started to backfire, so eventually the other stars were honest to him. He was told many reasons they refused to travel with him:

"You're way too obsessed with Earth."

"The universe is infinite, why bother with one tiny planet?"

"Can you stop talking for five minutes?"

"You know you don't have to hug everyone you meet?"

"Its not working out, you're just...too much to handle."

"I think its better if we travel apart."

It took Star a very long time to process. At one point he traveled with a female nomad named Astra, whom he thought maybe would be different because she enjoyed Earth a lot too. However, after a week traveling together, she challenged him to a race around Earth's moon. Star won the race, and waited hours, but he never saw Nova again.

Now he understood. He was the problem.

So years passed, he traveled but spoke less and less each year. Knowing that anyone he traveled with would leave him. It hurt, but he didn't say anything. He could feel his own glow dimming as his joy was fading.

After he turned 18, he finally came across a group of stars gathered near Earth, discussing the activity of the humans. Feeling a spark of hope, he flew to join them. Perhaps he could get advice on a name for himself! But once he arrived...

It was the same. Star was infamous for his non stop chatter and pestering about Earth, so now most stars learned to stay away from him.

Star could feel his heart sink (If he had one). He finally decided to give up finding a friend, let alone a mate.

So Star sat on a small nebulae in front of a good area of Earth, and watch the people go by. He longed to be down there, surrounded by friends. But there's no way he could ever get there on his own. He was stuck in space, alone.

Star laid down on the cloud, closed his eyes and patiently waited. Waited for the supernova to activate. It would be quite a long time, as stars live for billions of years, but he could wait.

Everything was quite. Until...

🎶So I look up at the stars to guide me🎶

Star's eyes popped open. He sat up and look around.

🎶And I'm throwing all caution to the side🎶

"Hey, is one of you guys singing right now?" He asked a few nomads passing by. The two that heard him shook their heads.

🎶If knowing what we could be is what drives me 🎶

🎶Then let me be the first to stand and shout!🎶

Star stood up and looked at the Earth, now realizing it was a woman's voice. It was such a beautiful voice... He could feel it changing something in him as he looked at a shining light coming from the Iberian Peninsula. The song was pulling him in as he heard the voice continue.

🎶So I make this wish, to have something more for us than this!🎶

🎶So I make this wish, to have something more for us than this!🎶

Star's eyes lit up and a goofy smile stretched across his face. His yellow glow returned as he felt his joy return to his body as he heard the voice gradually get louder.

"She's calling me... SHE'S CALLING ME!" Star shouted as he nearly fell off the could. He ended up doing back flips out of excitement.

"What are you on about?" Asked an older male nomad.

Star zipped over to him. "You hear that? Don't you?"

🎶Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah🎶

🎶Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, ah🎶

🎶More than this, oh, whoa, whoa, ah🎶

The nomad rolled his eyes. "Humans sing all the time for various reasons. Sometimes a bit too much."

"But she's singing to me! Out of all the stars in this universe, she's calling me!" Star could barely contain his excitement, he didn't even realize the nomad was slowly back away from him.

Star listens once more to the song:

🎶I always knew I needed freedom to go,🎶

🎶But, I did what I was told when someone told me, "No!"🎶

🎶Now I've got all of this desire in my heart🎶

🎶And I just can't keep the lid on, but I don't know where to start!🎶

"OHMYGOSH, she's feels how I feel! This is insane, we both want the same thing!" Star paced on the cloud as his mind was racing as his glow began to flicker in unison with her singing. The nomad quietly flew away, hoping that the insane sounding Star didn't notice him.

🎶Cause we've been here generations and generations,🎶

🎶Oh, where should I even begin?🎶

🎶I'm done keeping my thoughts in🎶

🎶No, I won't stop, no, I'm already rushing in!🎶

Star gasped. "Okay, okay, calm down. She clearly needs my help, but how do I get down there?" He rubbed his knuckle on his forehead. "Think! Think! Think!"

He opened his eyes and saw a small glowing trail that seemed to lead to the very shining spot he was looking at. He looked down at his own hands, and an idea finally arrived.

🎶If I could just be free of this feeling of suspension,🎶

🎶Oh, where do I go and what do I do?🎶

🎶My heart is breaking, but my head's held high,🎶

🎶The way you always taught me to🎶

"Don't you worry, I'm on way there, just hang on!" He told the voice. The joyous Star closed his eyes and focused all his power on the song. The light in the center of his chest began to shine, his glow grew brighter and brighter as the other nomads began to notice.

🎶So I look up at the stars to guide me🎶

🎶And I'm taking this as a sign🎶

🎶I'm sure there will be challenges that find me🎶

🎶But I can take them on one at a time🎶

Star's flickering was fluctuating rapidly as it kept in sync with her singing. He took a took a running stance on the cloud and his power built up more and more, until he was filled to the brim with magic.

"What is that guy doing?!" One of the nearby nomads asked.

Star's eyes opened wide, as they burned a bright yellow. "HERE I COME!"

🎶So I make this wish🎶

With all his might and his heart focused on the beautiful voice, Star rocketed himself towards the Earth, leaving a shockwave of light and stardust behind and causing the other nomads to be blown backwards. The stars were rattling due to the aftershock.

🎶To have something more for us than this🎶

🎶So I make this wish🎶

🎶To have something more for us than this!🎶

Star took off at such an incredible speed, he looked like a comet coming to Earth. He was so full of excitement to finally come to his favorite planet, he laughed on his way down.

🎶Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (so I make this wish) 🎶

🎶Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, ah (to have something more) 🎶

🎶More than this, oh, whoa, whoa, ah🎶

The bright star was rapidly approaching Earth's atmosphere, and eventually entering the Iberian Peninsula. He was going so fast he barely had time to take in the surroundings as the music swelled up.

🎶So I make this wish 🎶

🎶To have something more for us than this!🎶

Asha slowly opens her eyes once she finishes and notices one of the stars seems to be flickering rather quickly. It wasn't doing that before. At first Asha wasn't really going to pay it any mind, but then it started to get brighter. And brighter. And brigther. It got so bright that she had to shield her eyes from the light.

The animals near her feet scrambled away, except for Valentino who beleted and hid behind her legs. Asha could barely see, but she swore she could hear... laughing? She tries to look back at the sky, only to see something hurtling STRAIGHT TOWARDS HER.

"What the he-" (her eyes widened) VALENTINO, RUN!" Asha exclaimed as she and the goat tried to run down from the tree. The laughing was growing louder and louder. Seeing that it was pointless, she grabbed her little friend and the two hit the ground together. Just in time too, because that ball of light wooshed right over their heads and down the hill, still laughing along the way.

Star realized he passed by the singing woman way too quickly, and he forgot to account for one thing. "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP!"

Both of them looked up and saw the bright light going down the hill, the glowing ball flying through the air until–

"Ow!"

Thump!

"Ow!"

Thump!

"Ack!"

Crack!

"Oof!"

*Cat screeches*

"Sorry! AAAAAHHH–"

BOOM! 🌠

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FINAL THOUGHTS

So, how we feeling? 😅

I've been meaning to write this one for a while, as providing extra backstory and lore to "Wish Granted". A lot of readers were curious on what Star's life was like before coming to Earth, since the main story has only been dropping small hints. Towards the end, Star will tell Asha why he doesn't want to go back to space, giving her more understanding of why he's been so determined to stay on Earth. Its also why he loves that there are other Starboys and Stargirls to hang with, he's not alone anymore!

This is probably the saddest story I've written, but I wanted it to have a good outcome, and show what it was like for Star during "This Wish". This is actually the scenario I pictured for the actual film, where Star came to Earth because of Asha's passion and desire to help was so strong, it literally reached the stars! But according to the director, it was star dust. Good lord...

Plus I've seen stories where Starboy comes to Earth and feels homesick, likes Earth but chooses to go home, or they get forced back home. Most of the time they really love being in space. I wanted to play with the idea of a star who hated being in space in the first place and wanted to come to Earth.

It also ties into my upcoming teaser poster for the story where the tagline is "She called. He answered." So I'm glad that actually has a pay off.

The main story will continue later on, just want to finish my outline. And more people are returning of their studies, so I'm real excited to talk to the other writers again! 😁

Thanks for reading!

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[blushinggoku]

Been watching some dbs related videos and I'm sosoo glad I gave up on that anime because oh my god the story gets worse with every arc. Wtf are they even doing anymore

[ghosts-of-love]

not to be mentally ill but today when i went for a walk in a nature reserve i was climbing a hill and it was cold but so so sunny and everything looked beautiful and i saw so many cool things and i stood there and was like damn what's this feeling in my chest and why am i smiling so much?? my guy,, it's called fucking happiness. i was just present and content in the moment and couldn't contain myself so kept doing the silly arm shake thing i do and grinning at everything and then was like woah what's this feeling. fuckin, happiness dude.

[crybabydraws]

Doodles of my Dreamtale AU (first mentioned here but I have lots more updated art posted) because it has a hold on me again and I just scrapped practically the entire story lol.

Also here's a possible adult Papyrus design. If Sans gets extra appendages and a fucked up eye, so does Papyrus. I don't make the rules lmao.

This au's story got so big and so messy and I really haven't been able to find a way to put it all together in a way I'm satisfied with, so the story is going to be much closer to the og undertale story with a lot of stuff reworked in the setting and with certain characters' stories and whatnot.

[ariiiloves]

Hi

I cut my hair and I wanna show it off

Face reveal I guess? Jshsjs

[rubitheracoon]

I'm in need of some comforting words from random strangers on the internet

[steampoweredskeleton]

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Ignore

[broke-on-books]

Non poetry fans/poets are crazy to me. Like wym you're writing down everything in prose? Like ALL THE TIME bro??? That's so many words......

[phagodyke]

so sweaty at work its actually revolting