#sorry I've been posting a lot it's holiday week I've been having more free time than usual

[canisalbus]

Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on

[slippinninque]

Hi👋🏽 This is my first time ever putting in a fic request. I’m not sure if you take requests and I didn’t see anything on your blog so please feel free to ignore this. I was wondering what Fontaine would do if he saw his girl working so hard to balance school and work that she wasn’t taking care of herself like she should or not spending as much time with him?

💆🏾‍♀️TLC

Fontaine x blackfemreader

Warnings: none, some cursing, mainly fluff. Mentions of feeling overworked and overwhelmed, before-work-post (may have some mistakes lol)

"It was tonight, wasn't it?"

You were standing in the middle of the living room, in the middle of wakefulness and the fugue that has been stubbornly following you for the past three weeks.

He saw you stare out into space as you tried to regain your thoughts. Fontaine froze when you turned wet eyes to him, the rest of your face fixed into flat mask.

Still wearing your hoodie and jeans, your cheek held the imprint of one of your text books. He normally would protest you bringing books to bed but with how thin you were already stretched so thin...

"I missed date night," your voice cracked and your hands came up to your face, "We would have been back by now...I...I really missed it...."

Fontaine was up brought you close and closed his eyes against the feel of your trembling. He gently pried your hands away from your face, seeing how your fingers began to curl into claws nearer your hair.

Fontaine hugged you tight, "Hey, hey, you're good."

Your wide eyes met his but Fontaine knew you were only seeing your thoughts plastered across his face. All the things that demanded your attention, the projects and papers and team meetings and recruiting.

He said nothing as he brought your head to his shoulder. Fontaine didn't want think too much about how you sagged against him. You felt, like a rag doll with weighted feet.

"It wasn't you, baby. You've had a lot on your plate, I didn't feel right waking you up." He admitted, "I thought maybe we could have date night at the crib this time. "

You made a quiet, hurt noise and nuzzled closer, "I'm so sorry..."

"Ah, ain't nothing be sorry fo'. I already ordered some grub, it's gonna be dinner in bed tonight. A'ight?"

"I'm sorry...."

Fontaine hushed you and wished he had more to say. Wish he could erase the nerves he could feel prickling along your skin. There was nothing he could say to you. Not right now, at least.

"The only thing I want you to be is getting in that tub for me." He cupped your face, "Bath is already made. Then we'll take it from there, okay?"

"No, that's too much." You tried to shake him off but Fontaine kept hold, "Date night is supposed to be special for the both of us--

Fontaine spoke over you just a bit, "Hush! You want--"

"Don't you hush me--!"

"-- You wanna to make it up to me?"

You nodded at once. Fontaine nodded back before he stepped back and took your hands in his. He took in the worried bend of your brow, the way you chewed and picked at at the healing spots on your bottom lip.

"I've been waiting on your ass to crash for 'bout two weeks now--ain't plotting on your downfall...just worried."

Fontaine's tone robbed you of your fight. You nodded and sniffled, the knot in your throat loosening. He was right. You couldn't keep going on like this, you were only going to get sloppier.

"Okay, good, c'mon and let me get my hands on you a little bit and you can curse at me later for hushing. Yeah?"

Fontaine tugged gently and you went after him feeling like the worse girlfriend in the world.

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When you finally felt like you could stand being in your skin. You washed yourself and did so again, mind humming on low as the water steamed and soothed you. There were mountains of bubbles and you could smell the lavender scented candle from its perch in the dreamy fog of the bathroom.

It was strange to feel so wrung out so soon. With the holiday season swiftly approaching, you were tied on both ends. Midterms papers and collaborations clashing with the growing seasonal demand at your Granny's catering business.

While you weren't charge of the magic of making the food you made sure the 'magicians' had their wands and their doves. Grocery orders, appliance repairs, and even down to scheduling for tastings and deliveries.

You made sure that all the elders had to focus on was doing what they loved and being as much of a mediator between them and youngin's of the staff as you could.

It was a good thing to see your grandmother be so invigorated by the rush but she ran a tight ship that felt more like a sardine can lately with all the passive aggressive wars that often came with family businesses.

You cut that thought off before it could take root. That would always be there. Instead you turned your thoughts on the man who still managed to surprise you.

Fontaine waited up for you when you stayed behind for next-day prep. He met you at the front door with a blunt rolled and the shower steaming. He rubbed your aching feet as you pounded out a essay analysis.

Fontaine, bless his heart, has been nothing but supportive. Also rightfully worried, of you had to be honest.

How could you have forgotten the one night in the week that mattered most? That's what sent you over the edge at the end of it all. Not the 11:59 deadlines and collapsing cake towers--the fact you forgot about your man.

As of drawn by the sound of your spiraling thoughts, Fontaine knocked a little on the door before you saw his free forms peek in.

"I got you all set if you're ready, baby." He came in a bit further as if he hadn't already seen your all, "If you're ready, that is?"

The water sloshed as you rose instead of answering. Fontaine came fully into the bathroom with a towel stretched and waiting for you.

"Bring yo' lil self here."

The towel wrapped you up and you were delighted to feel it was fresh from the dryer. Fontaine hummed knowingly and rocked you a bit before pulling back to dry you off in earnest.

It felt silly at first, you wanted to grab the towel and insist that you had it but....it felt nice to be out of control for once.

You were then led to the bedroom instead of the living room. There you found your nest ready and waiting. There was no textbooks or notebooks to be found, or pens to be stuck by. Only one of Fontaine's hoodies and your well-loved sleeping shorts.

A single touch made you gasp in delight, Fontaine must have tossed everything into the dryer while you were soaking.

Once you were dressed, Fontaine patted your bottom and peeled the covers back. You dove between the covers and was immediately enveloped by lilac and fresh-linen scent.

"Stay put for me and let me go get some shit together, 'kay?"

" 'kay..."

Fontaine smiled at the sound of your crunchy, sniffly voice, "That's it. Find us something good to watch. Imma be back ."

He saw right through you. Though you knew he would be only a few paces away, somewhere in the house, it still felt too far at the moment. His reassurance that he'd come back had you melting into the blankets.

By the time you settled on Antique's Roadshow, Fontaine returns balancing two styrofoam containers, cups, and a 2 liter of your favorite Faygo.

The logo on the bag with the condiments let you know he ordered from the Mediterranean spot you've been hankering for. This man could have very well unlocked mind reading in hopes of getting you to take care....

You made room for him to settle beside you but Fontaine slid in and was nearly behind you. Emotion locked your throat as you watched Fontaine settle in.

"Thank you, Fontaine. For all of this."

Fontaine took the remote and lowered the volume when the nice lady from Vegas whooped about a found white gold watch.

"You're buried, right now. Gettin' pulled in all sorts of directions. I would have seen it by now had you not told me to be ready for it. That's something we've talked about happening when you started going back to school. What we also talked about is showing up. Remember that?"

It was one evening on the back porch days ago. You were frustrated with your progress with things. Of school, of family, of life. In feeling over overwhelmed by things to do, you strangely end up feel like you aren't doing much.

Fontaine looked into your wary eyes, "We've been making it work. We make time when we can. I let you sleep in because, baby, you needed it."

"You need me too. I need you...I have to be more-more mindful. You're what really matters to me. I should do more..."

Fontaine shook his head and took your hand again, looking at where you fingers laced quickly with his before putting them both against his chest.

"What you said to me when I asked? 'Showing up is doing something. Anything you can.' That goes both ways. Understand?"

You took in the earnest look on his face and couldn't resist kissing it. You probably tasted like stale gum but Fontaine surged forward all the same.

"Mhn, nope--no..." Fontaine pulled back and narrowed an eye at you, "Behave, missy. Food first--something that ain't no damn trail mix or whatever you be snacking on..."

Before you opened your tray, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

"Can you help me do something first?"

Fontaine was reaching over to pull one of your bonnets out of the nightstand as he answered, "Of course, baby. What do you need?"

"Moral support...."

Fontaine held you as you typed out an email to your professor and your cousin.

First asking for a two-day extension to polish and submit your paper. To your cousin, you apologized but insisted you needed the rest of the week off to get some rest and refocus yourself.

Though you doubted you would take the whole week, Fontaine correct to point out that a little wiggle room couldn't hurt just in case you did need it.

While you were going to have your phone on, all that they would need to get through the week would be ready for pick up and payment.

Before your stomach could sour after you hit send, your phone vibrated where it still was in your hand.

[Girl, fuck these oldies! Get some sleep and let them learn a lesson without you for once! 💜💕💞]

Your eyes welled as the pressure in your stomach eased away. Fontaine saw the way your shoulders sagged and took the hand still holding your phone, kissing the laxing knuckles.

"See? Handled that shit like a fuckin' boss." His other hand went behind your head, strong fingers massaging the base of your neck much to your pleasure.

You released an exhale as your eyes slipped close, unaware of the shadow of a smile on your face.

Fontaine shifted closer to get both hands on you, going for your temples and the knot of thoughts at the base of your skull as he murmured, "Mm. That's sexy as hell--do it again."

"Hm? What, breathe?"

Fontaine purred when you gave a more exaggerated puff of air and a laugh danced a laugh out of you. Between Fontaine's attention and the soft comforts surrounding you, it felt like you were going to be fine.

Fontaine's voice was at you ear, "That feel good? You like when I rub your big, pretty brain like this? Hm?"

Of course you did and of course he already knew. The tension in your neck was no match for the most dexterous fingers in all the Glenn.

"Hmm...dunno. I may need a few more minutes to decide for sure."

"You ain't got to tell me twice, let me get up in that kitchen..."

Luckily for you Fontaine didn't ease up at all. Careful of your dinner, he pulled until you were back to chest and set to work massaging your neck and temples.

All you could feel was his warmness, the give of your bed. All you could hear was the soft shift of styrofoam and an explanation of the popularity of faux gold in the 70's from the TV.

All you could think of, blissfully, was how much you wished you had the HP to jump 'Taine's bones...

Your stomach growled loudly and indignantly. Fontaine chuckled when you shushed it and brought his retreating hands back to your scalp.

"A little while longer and then I want to see you go through at least half that plate." Fontaine pressed a kiss to the crown of your head before popping your bonnet over your hair

"Then I'll rub you however much you'd like..."

With a little chirp of agreement, you flopped back against your man and let him do what he did best.

Take care of you.

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💜ending notes💜: a long time coming and I'm so sorry anon, I hope you see this and know to please please please feel free to submit again! This ask saved me like no other🥹💞💜💕 thank you to those who were so kind during my burn out, slow and steady definitely wins the race lol! 🙏🏾✨💕

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[romanscool]

HIYAAAA it's Ocean 😽

First of all..... Happy holidays!!!!!🎄💫🩷

I know it's only November, but I'm really feeling the Christmas spirit

Anyways I came on to tumblr as I do once every 3 weeks and I saw you posted this ask game thingy so I'm about to bombard you with a bunch of these asks 😼

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

🏡What is your perfect writing envrionment?

💻What do you write your stories on? Laptop, phone, paper, etc.

🍎What's something you learned while researching for a fic?

Yuh

hi hi hi!!!

happy holidays to you too!! and to be honest, I have been really excited for the Christmas and new years' spirit this year too for some reason unknown,,, maybe it's cause im excited for January haha

im so glad for that!! thanks so much for this ask <33

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I actually don't listen to music much while I write,, I'd much rather play a collection of F1 tiktok on loop haha - I have this weird thing where I need repetitive sounds to concentrate, something familiar that my brain doesn't need to focus on :') it's the neurodivergence in me I guess

i've had quite a long period of playing songs like 'We'll Never Have Sex' by Leith Ross, 'No One Noticed' by The Marias (or even 'White Ferrari' by Frank Ocean) on loop while writing the last couple chapters of wcmn,,, so if that helps, I like soft dull songs haha

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

I don't! sometimes I think that's unfortunate, considering English is very much not my first language, but I also quite like my weird syntaxes and made up words so,,, im happy about that :)

🏡What is your perfect writing envrionment?

definitely tucked deep in my bed with my cat sleeping on my shins (that little guy finds this weird weirdly comforting, though it's got to be a little awkward no?)! I'd much rather have background noise (like my repetitive tiktoks) than no noise, and sometimes find having someone -anyone- doing their thing next to me to be quite focusing. not even talking, just me writing and them doing whatever helps me concentrate for a reason I do not know haha

I've often found public transportation (like the bus or the tram) to be very inspiring too! though usually I only write my prompts/outlines/first drafts there because I tend to be easily distracted and write words and sentences that hold no meaning even to me

💻What do you write your stories on? Laptop, phone, paper, etc.

most of it all is written on my laptop (I like the little sounds of the keyboard) because I find that I write faster and more precisely on it. I sometimes write on my phone, especially if im on public transports, but my train of thought is quick to go everywhere and not make any sense,,,

🍎What's something you learned while researching for a fic?

so many things!!

I think the most 'impressing' is the whole learning dutch language, because I did initially start for wcmn and the dutch dialogue in it (though I've had to use some google translate also,,, sorry duolingo I guess)

a fun one is all the little baby/kid/teen maxiel stuff that I've also put in wcmn and it's little 'epilogue': all the little facts about Daniel being scared of the dark and max having his mum's dress from when he was born as a plushy is all canon!! I wish I could've added more of those in, but I tend to info dump a little too much, so I've decided to keep it to that ;') (for more info on this feel free to check the teen!maxiel tag though!!)

thank you so much for this ask ocean!! it's been lovely to answer all of those little emoji <3

hope you liked my answer, even if they're a little boring or over explained sometimes,,, I hope to hear from you again soon (even if its in three weeks time <3)

lots of love, roman

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Ahoy Steph 🙌, I was wondering if you could tell us a little bit about yourself and what kind of tropes and stories you enjoy? Wanna get to know a little more about who is behind the blog if you don't mind🤸

Hey Nonny!

Sorry for the delay in a reply... just haven't "felt it" the past couple months, and after a nice 2 week break (and now a slow day at work), I feel more up to answering a long-form ask today, LOL.

So, I won't reveal too much about myself that isn't already public, since I try to keep my online and personal lives separate (and I come from an age where people usually DID do this because no one needs to know every little bit about you). The basics are that I'm a 41-year-old Canadian dork who loves video games, animation, movies, drawing, writing, and making music. I'm a graphic designer by trade, and have been for nearly 20 years, and I love it (if you need something designed or laid out, hit me up, I freelance on the side for extra spending money). I love dragons and puppies and kitties. I've been in fandom spaces for as long as I can remember, even before the internet. First major fandom I was a part of was Sonic the Hedgehog in my teen years, used to be a pretty popular writer back then. I moved on to Darkwing Duck in my 20s, then TMNT and then Sherlock (I'm a fan of a TONNE more things, but these were the active fanbases I had a presence in). These days I'm more of a lurker than actively participating, though Sherlock has been the longest one I haven't really moved on from. I like the casualness of what I've built here, and I think that's been a huge benefit for my mental health.

Hmm... my fave food is mac and cheese, but had to cut back on it a lot, so these days it's mostly chicken, lol. Fave dessert is cheesecake. Again, not supposed to eat it because of the dairy and sugar, so if I make it, I use lactose-free cheese. I treat myself once-a-year on my birthday, usually.

My current dream is to own a home. I've been trying to make it happen for almost 10 years now, and every time I get close, the goal-post gets shifted as housing prices skyrocket. It makes me very sad.

My dream holiday is a Disney cruise OR somewhere tropical; wanted to do these since I was 20. Secondary dream WAS going back to Disney World for my 40th, but now it's for my 45th or 50th, hopefully with SOMEONE (no one wants to go with me, hence the back-burner on this one). Listen, I know how awful Disney is. I just... really loved being there. It's easy to forget a lot of things when you're there. Third dream is a cross-country LITERAL nostalgia road trip with my sister. We used to go on 2-week-long, cross-Canada road trips when we were kids, and I just... want to kind of relive those, y'know? Lots of fond memories. Again, something that's just a dream because while my sister wants to do it, she doesn't want to be an alternate driver, so. Yeah, I can't do the driving alone.

Uh... Hmm. Not sure what else I should talk about here, if there's something specific y'all want to know, just ask :)

As for fave tropes, I love fake relationship fics the most, I think, followed by pining and movie rewrites with characters... I'm actually pretty easy-going when it comes to tropes, really. Willing to read any trope at least once to see if I like it.

Oddly, though, I prefer stories that are SUPER in-character (to how I read them, anyway) AND focus a lot on character studies and relationships with other characters. Novel-length stories are usually the best for it, but shorter ones can be too. I prefer fanfics more these days because I don't have to think about how these characters SHOULD be and focus more on the world that the author created. When I do read published novels, though, they're usually fantasy books. One of my fave series ever is the Inkheart Trilogy. Just an easy read from book one.

Yeah, so that's a little bit about me, to start off 2023 AND for any newbies that have just recently found me.

Thanks again for your curiosity :) Again, if you have anything you want more elaboration on, I can at my discretion.

[sappho-shalom]

CONVERSION UPDATE ?!

Long time no see!!! So I think in my last update I said I was considering enrolling in college and guess what? I did! It's just community college and I'm doing it part time and I'm not entirely sure what subject I want to focus on, but I'm a few weeks into it and so far it's been going well. I also got a job which is great because I've needed one for awhile lol. Also, re: sims 4 jewish cc, I never was able to get sims4studio to work (I consulted many forums) so I don't think that's happening anytime soon sorry!!

But anyways, what everyone is here for: conversion updates! I've started studying with a partner, she's older than me and is marrying into a Jewish family so she's a little more knowledgeable about certain things compared to me, but it's still cool to have a partner and she’s really nice! I think the first time we met together with the rabbi we were discussing the Akedah and he asked us why we thought G-d would command Abraham to do something like that, and I had just finished my first watch of Good Omens season 2 so I pulled out some references to the Book of Job and he seemed very impressed with me LMAO.

But more importantly: I've finally been to services! My first service was Rosh Hashanah so, to quote my rabbi, I was kind of thrown into the deep end LOL. I was a little anxious (although less than I thought I would be) and it was kind of awkward when everyone but me kissed the Torah (and of course everyone was watching bc I guess you face the Torah when it’s carried around the room? I learn new things everyday!), but I really enjoyed it!! I was worried I was going to get bored or something (it was a 3 hour long service) but I ended up adulting for my mom who kept asking when we could go home lol. I also went to the Kol Nidrei service which was nice, there were way more people!! I also got to take home a tzedakah box (except it only takes coins and this is the 21st century so I never have coins LOL). OH and last week I got to light Shabbat candles for the first time!!!! But not really, it was Thursday and we were just practicing (and I butchered the Hebrew). BUT I did ask the rabbi and he said I could start lighting Shabbat candles myself!!!! I'm genuinely so happy and excited about it.

The synagogue also has services for Sukkot and their own sukkah which I wanted to go to but the first one was a potluck (I hate cooking) and I almost went to the second one because they had pizza but then I found out that we had to pay for an entire pizza ourselves ?!?! I don't have money for that LOL. (Okay that sounds a little mean lol, I was just expecting it to be like everyone chips in $5-10 and there are enough pizzas ordered for everyone to get 1-2 slices, not $14 for your very own pizza!!)

I've been working Friday nights a lot but I finally worked up the courage to talk to my manager so after this week I'll be free on Shabbat evenings and hopefully go to Shabbat services (or just just spend it at home LIGHTING MY OWN SHABBAT CANDLES BC THATS SOMETHING I CAN DO NOW?!?!?!)! Sorry if this post is a little all over the place or there's too many exclamation marks, I'm genuinely just so excited. It really feels like studying is starting to ramp up, although that probably has something to do with all the High Holidays lol. Anyways, I think that's it!

Chag sameach!

[wetcatspellcaster]

Happy holidays! I'm very grateful for YOU this year! It's been pretty bad, and I swear, getting an email notification that you've posted something has made my entire week! I've just been spelunking about wondering what's going to happen next, and it's been feeding my own creativity a lot :) I hope you've had a good one, and will continue to have good ones going forward (and good luck on the PhD!)

Hey! Happy holidays sweetie, what a lovely message to receive. Thank you for taking the time to write it!

I'm really sorry that your year hasn't been good - writing fic is one of my mental health lifelines so it's nice to hear that it helps someone else endure The Horrors as well. In turn, I am very grateful for readers who decide to spend their free time with my work and give me more motivation to continue writing :)

My Christmas is a little hit and miss (alas, tummy hurty) but my year overall has been good, I've come very, very far from where I was at the start of 2023! Fingers crossed that continues, and that I can pass that positivity on to others including you :) xx

[always-andromeda]

hello my dearest darling meda!

I apologize for being away so long - life has been quite hectic of late 😅

but I just wanted to pop in and say that I've been reading your posts and I'm so sorry you've been going through a rough time 😔😔 but I'm also very proud of you for noticing the progress you've made!! 🥰

I also wanted to let you know that my edits for today were inspired by a post you made earlier this week (the one where you referenced "writer in the dark" by lorde). I was going to tag you but then I wasn't sure if that was something more personal, so I opted not to. and of course, if that is the case, absolutely no need to respond to this ask at all! I just wanted you to know that I saw that post and it reminded me of the concept of "hidden mother" photographs, which in turn inspired the edits. "writer in the dark" is such a good song and yeah that line hits really hard

anyway, I hope things will get a bit easier now that the semester is over!

sending you warm thoughts, huge hugs, and a few of my specialty sugar cookies with lots of homemade frosting and a ton of sprinkles!!

love always,

charlotte 💙🎨

Oh, Charlotte. 🥹

I am legitimately just...speechless. Like you couldn't have sent this at a more perfect point in time. I'm gonna keep the rest of my message under the cut so as not to clog up everyone's feeds.

But I do wanna tell everyone to go look at Charlotte's edits (version one; version two). They are so knowledgable about art history and the edits they put together are just so gorgeous and I highly recommend dropping them a follow. Please, please, please, I promise you won't regret it (especially if you're a Swiftie ☺️).

Okay, now, I just want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for just...being so kind despite how hectic things have been on your end. I promise, it's been a little rocky over here too lol. But it's a kind of hectic that has to happen in order for things to get better.

I will say that I am looking forward to next year. This year has been the year of a lot of revelations about myself and about life. Mostly just realizing just how deeply I've been in survival mode for the last couple of years. And this next year I'm looking forward to really starting to live more.

SO, long story short. It hurts now. But it's a good hurt; a necessary hurt. And we will be okay over here at Andromeda HQ lol.

And to cap this off, here's me letting you know that if my sad little Tumblr rambling ever inspired any more ideas, you are totally free to tag me in them!! Because sometimes I don't see your edits on my feed and gosh, I am always delighted to see them.

Thank you always for your thoughtfulness and your kind words, Charlotte. It means the absolute world to me. And here's to hoping that things are doing alright on your end as well!! I'm returning all of the hugs and warm thoughts right back at you!! And I've been baking up an absolute storm lately; so in my mind I'm sending a load of rice Krispy treats, brownies, conchas, and cookies right back at you!! Have a very happy holiday, Charlotte!! 🥰🎁💛

[cookinguptales]

Okay friends, I am starting my segue from fall-o-ween to xmas (because I have to go to center city on Monday and I suspect it's going to be VERY winter holiday-y there) so uhhh yeah let's do tarot readings today. I have a Nightmare Before Christmas Deck. Yeah. That's a great segue.

I've noticed that in the past few tarot nights, I've tended to get exhausted quickly and can't finish all the ones I wanted to. So... I'm not gonna say I'm gonna quit doing them or anything (I really enjoy them) but I will not make any promises about getting to everyone. in short, if you want a reading, get your request in early.

I'll try to do them throughout the whole weekend, but this is also my housecleaning weekend (to prep for holiday decorations) so it'll be off and on. I'm gonna try and pace myself this time and see how it goes.

So... here's how this works, for new followers.

I'm not psychic. This is just for fun. I just collect tarot decks and like to show them off every so often. I do believe that tarot readings can be useful, though; because they deal with archetypes that pertain to almost all of us, you'll likely see something relating to your own life in a reading. And... if that's the first thing to come to mind, maybe it's your subconscious telling you to pay more attention to it. I can't tell your future, but maybe I can help you organize your thoughts. Maybe something will really resonate with you, or maybe you'll say "that's not right at all," but either way, it may help you think about something that you need to.

If you would like a reading, please send me an ask. You can be anonymous, but if you're anonymous, put something in the ask (like an emoji or something) that will let you know which one is you. This also makes my notifications easier to understand.

Please do not ask me specific questions, like "will I get this job?" Like I said, I'm not psychic. I can't answer yes or no questions or whatever. That said, if you'd like me to focus my reading on a specific subject, I can do that to the best of my ability.

Please do not apologize for the space you take up when you send me an ask! Please don't be like "oh, if it's not too much trouble" or "oh, if no one else is asking" or "oh, sorry for asking, but--" No!!! I am doing this because I enjoy it and you have just as much right to ask for a reading as literally anyone else. You are not taking up any resources that I am not willingly giving. I recognize that a lot of people have been trained to do this out of "politeness," but please, please don't make yourself smaller on my account. Let's just have fun together, okay?

I like to take my time with each reading and will also be pacing myself this time. Please be patient with me if I haven't posted anything in a few hours. I'm still probably making my way through requests.

And, because this gets asked almost every time, let me just be clear -- this is 100% free. If you'd like to do something in return, please just pay it forward and do something kind for someone else in the oncoming weeks. If you really want to make a donation (that... will inevitably be used on more tarot decks) then I do have a ko-fi.

And finally, because it seems to be my most popular deck, I'll also have @theartofmadeline's Muppet Rainbow Connection tarot on hand if anyone would prefer that one. Just lmk.

And as always, if you want to block all this, please block "#tarot shenanigans".

[hesokuri-wars]

Are you guys alright? Like, personally? I'm worried about you :[

✨I can only speak for myself, but I’m alright! Sorry to have just vanished without a word. I honestly didn’t intend to and always hoped I’d get back into the swing of this

Last year I started a new job that is really physically and sometimes emotionally exhausting. I’m very happy there!! But I also have 2 part time jobs on top of that, so I’m just a wee bit burnt out and tired lmao

I've been Chronically Offline for a while, not just here; working 5-7 days a week without weekends or holidays means my free time is quite limited. And yeah, that free time has not included Heso at all, so I really can’t answer any questions about the game from the last year even when I am rarely around :/

So like... when will I come back? Will I come back? Big shrug. I do love the game and this community, I just don’t have the energy for it like I used to. So don't get your hopes up, I guess. Sorry

(And yes, I literally can't figure out how to format my mod icon into this post ✌😎✨)

💙Mod Kara

(Actually, it's great that you don't have a mod icon, because I can't be bothered myself to recover my own batch of icons for this post. This is good.)

Heeey, anon. It's super sweet of you to have sent in this ask, so I thank you for your concern. To answer your question, I'm doing fine, too. Like Mod Kara, I've got a job as well, but unlike her, I'm as online as ever, so what's my excuse?

Well, I haven't exactly touched anything Heso-related in... since the last time I posted actual Heso news, whenever that was. At one point, I sort of just stopped opening up the game and mostly left things up to Mod Kara. Truth be told, it's been a long time since I've actively been interested in Heso for a variety of reasons, ranging from my issues with the game itself, my current dedication to other interests, and the admittedly less-than-ideal way that I perceive this blog that I've owned for the past 5 years.

I'm aware that my explanation isn't as... justified as Mod Kara's. She's not active because she genuinely has too much on her plate at the moment, while I'm not active for reasons that can essentially be boiled down to I Don't Want To. Because of that, I do feel some degree of guilt for not being around for people who follow this blog, so I'm not going to bother defending myself. All I can really say without going full-blown TMI is that there are a handful of different factors that contribute to my lack of motivation, and I simply can't take responsibility for a long-term help blog when I'm like this.

Does that mean I'm quitting, or does that mean I'll be back one day? I'll just repeat what Mod Kara said above: Big shrug. I've learned a long time ago that I'm wildly inconsistent, so I'd feel like I'm lying if I committed to one particular resolution right now. And thus... I guess you could say this is a really belated hiatus announcement?

(inb4 anyone asks if we can just get new mods on board: that would be the obvious solution, but those things have only led to mods being cyberstalked. out of the question.)

~Mod Ichi (I’m sorry if I’m late!) As for me... it’s really been a mixture of things! I’ve made a lot of big steps in my life and I’ve gotten a lot more busy at work now that I’ve taken on more roles. I also recently got married so that’s awesome! (Planning the reception party has been so stressful aaa...) My wife and I are also looking to move into a new place soon, so that has also been taxing.

But to be honest, it’s also because on my end, like Mod Ichi, I’ve also been interested in other things. Between work, my social obligations and my other hobbies, my attention has been pulled in a million different directions. I feel really bad and I’m sorry to all of the folks who still follow the blog and look for news / updates.

But all the same, thank you always to everyone for all of your support. It means a great deal and it’s very sweet of you to check on us. ~ 💚 Mod Choro

[animeyanderelover]

Omg it's been so long since I've gotten here in time when requests are open but here I am anyway I hope your doing ok and things went well with your visit with friends &Grandparents anyways I feel weird asking it but after reading your intepretation you caught my intrigue I'd like to request yandere Ging hc of him with a s/o who always tries to move b/c he annoys her but he keeps coming back !!! Feel free to make it soft 😊

It's been a while indeed since I've seen you so I'm happy you made it. Sorry that it took so long, but school enables me to only write one post per day😞. Buuut...I have only one week left before holidays and the last week we won't do much anything so I hope that by tomorrow I'll be able to write more again!

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, obsessiveness, stalking, Ging annoying the s/o, meltdown of the s/o

Annoying

🍎I feel you, darling. It has to be exhausting to never know when exactly this man comes back or not, the times he just pops up in front of your house or has already somehow broken in and acting like he is at home. Ging simply can't help making bad impressions on his darling due to his constant absence and the indifference he seems to possess whenever they're pissed and want to scold him for his behavior. As someone who would like avoiding such arguments, he either disappears yet again or at least tries to calm you down in a way that doesn't help in most cases.

🍎You think moving away will work, hmm? Sorry to tell you, but it won't. Despite the impression that Ging doesn't look like he cares much and is a rather messy person, he is a respected Hunter. Connections, the possibilities he has with the status of being a Hunter and his very own skills are nothing to be forgotten and so he will have the new location of his darling found out the moment he finds out that they've moved. It's not like he pushes you into a corner for it the next time he just appears in front of the darling's door, ignoring their flabbergasted impression and going inside.

🍎The Hunter has already figured out from the very first incident why exactly you wanted to move, you were happy in your old home with the only thing annoying you being him. Ging is aware of his behavior and that it often has you feel like you want to rip your hair out yet he never really considered it too deeply. That is the kind of guy Ging is and it makes him a horrible person in more than just one pair of eyes. It just feels like he is not taking his darling seriously and ridicules them and that hurts, not to mention that he is so often away.

🍎So maybe now is the time to start recalling his actions and that he's made you go livid to the point where you do not want to be with him anymore. It becomes more and more visible every time you move away, slam the door shut as soon as he knocks on it or just refuses to open it at all. Something he would call "overreacting" at first seems to only turn more and more turbulent until the very first time his darling has a complete meltdown in front of him whilst he was telling them to chill out. Hysterical screaming and yelling whilst starting to burst out in tears before pushing him with violence out, slamming the door shut behind him.

🍎That was the first time Ging shut up when witnessing all of this, freezing and not knowing what to do. Even after he has been kicked down he doesn't know how to act, only the cries inside the house accompanying his thoughts for a while until you seem to calm down a bit. Overwhelmed would be the word to use for him, the feeling of helplessness and confusion, the feeling of having no idea what exactly to do now. It is the very first time his darling has given him such a emotional reaction, a highly negative one. The turning point where Ging has to ask himself if things can really stay the way they are or if he has to do something.

🍎Obviously he acts like a horrible person, but maybe he just happened to hit the wrong nerve after pocking for so long at you, maybe you just had enough. And as much as he hates troubles like those, even he is not too dumb or lazy to think that he can just act like he always did. Not this time, you clearly despise him by now. And that is not the kind of relationship he wishes to have when with the s/o. But the biggest problem for him now is what he is even suppose to do. He's no expert and will never be. How does someone apologize to their loved one without ruining things even more?

🍎The sudden disappearance from this man is something you're used to and wish for and that is what happens after. But not exactly for the reason you think. Ging believes that what you need now most is time to calm down, visiting you right after your outburst is not a wise option. Additionally he himself needs time to think now on what he should do, how he can make things right again. Well, as right as possible at least. It's written all over his face that something is bothering him and some people actually speak to him because of it. And Ging...well, after some time he tells them in vague details what is on his mind.

🍎Such talks are what turns out to be a big help because some people are surprisingly helpful. Especially all those married people who somewhat sympathize with the Hunter tell him in return their stories and what they did to make up with their partners and lovers. Lots of different advices and stories and yet Ging finds himself still having troubles. He's never done anything like this before so he is more nervous than he would like to admit after he has been away for a bit, tracking down the new home of yours again. Something really has to change.

🍎Blocking the door with his foot as you try to slam it shut right in front of his nose again is within his expectations as well as the yelling and he endures it with the same angering calmness as he always does. It's all the same in his darling's opinion. Until the very moment where he actually pulls out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, handing them in a somewhat shy manner over. The man is highly embarrassed about it, not able to look his darling straight into their confused face as he stutters out an apology he has practiced beforehand. The practice was useless though, in front of the s/o this is a completely different thing.

🍎Instant forgiveness is not what you give him nor does he expect this. He did go too far about this time and he knows that he should stay to fix this. And he does. Somewhere else of course but it is the very first time he stays for a really long time since the grudge you have against him is not easy. During this time he comes to realize something uite importantt himself, how much of your life he actually missed whilst being constantly away. There are new hobbies and new friends you didn't know you had before and some of those friends are people he doesn't like. Because they're too close and you ignore him for them.

🍎It's rather silly since they're the only ones who kept you company whilst he was always away and he deserves this, but karma is a bitter bitch as he experiences himself. The relationship you two once had is in your eyes probably no more, increasing the danger of you falling in love with someone else, someone who will actually stay with you. Maybe that is why Ging turns unusually petty, following his darling around and biting his tongue when he catches them with one of those people he has officially recognized as love rivals. What a nasty feeling jealousy is and how frustrating your grin is when you caught him jealous for the very first time in a long while. Seems like the roles have reversed, haven't they?

🍎Using his connections is an option, but by now Ging is far too much provoked to do this himself. Not like he was planning before to use it, another drama with you is the last thing on his list he wants. His darling is letting him dance around here for quite a bit to the point where he accuses them mentally for being a sadist since he is pushed to do so many things he never did before and for that feels extremely awkward. Yet he goes through everything with embarrassment burning his skin, the desire to want the relationship far greater.

🍎The s/o comes to realize that he is serious as well, though doubting it at first. But the constant small gifts and the fact that he apologizes whenever he sees themplus tehe valuable fact that he stays around for a very long time convince them after some time. But forgiving him sweetly right after isn't what you would want after all the emotional roller coaster. You'll get back at him for everything before you shall grant him the relationship back. It takes a very long time and by the end of it Ging has probably the most frustrating months of his entire life behind him so it's safe to assume that now he knows how you must feel. Believe me, he has learned his lesson of a lifetime to treat his darling better from now on.

[tortilla-of-courage]

Describing it as being like home is actually pretty accurate yeah.

And YES! I am totally willing to talk about my modern AU.

I've been calling it the Adoption AU because Time ends up adopting all of the boys. It mostly started as, I saw an edit for a tweet someone did with Wars and Wild that involved Taco Bell (cannot remember the blog or post for the life of me though), and so I wrote a thing about Warriors sneaking out of his university dorm to pick up Wild, who snuck out the window despite his broken arm, and then got extorted by Legend in exchange for silence at 3am.

This was followed by a fic where Groose decided spray painting a public building was a good idea and got himself and Sky arrested, set earlier in the timeline.

So then I made a timeline. Twilight is Time and Malon's biological son, and he found Wild on the side of the road one day (Wild's backstory involves a bad car wreck and an underground hospital, but no conspiracy bullshit. Yet). Wild has no memory, so they keep him. Wild brings home Legend, who was told his uncle died at school before a holiday. They then also keep Legend. Malon finds Four in her barn one morning for complicated reasons, and they keep him too. Twilight finds Warriors, who is in his class, hiding in an alley one day after he ran away from an abusive home and brings him home too. SS Impa (who I've nicknamed Shield because there are enough prominent Impas here that they should get nicknames too) is a social worker who's trying to find Sky a home and has run out of options, and turns to Time, who has a record of successfully housing 'unhousable' youths, and asks if he can take one more. He can. Wild finds Hyrule and brings him home because 'Rule needs a shower even more than Wild does. Hyrule stays. Wind's grandma ends up with Wind and his sister but can't financially take care of both and so Wind ends up with the boys and everyone is +1 Grandma.

Twilight has a fic detailing how he knows Midna and Dusk and I ended up shooting him (oops) but at least their social project gets handed in on time.

Then I started hashing out Time's backstory and suddenly this AU had plot. And organized crime. And a conspiracy. And secret societies.

The summarized version is that the gems from OoT are like, Idk what they do yet. Haven't gotten to a point where I need to figure that out yet. But they are Important and have to be carefully guarded. The Great Deku Tree (just called Deku because he's not a tree here) was Time's foster father before Ganondorf killed him. Also, Ganondorf is Deku's half brother. Because. However Time 'stole' the Emerald and he and Navi ran until OoT Impa (Sage) and Lullaby found them. So Time got adopted into Lullaby's family. Ruto inherited the Sapphire from her mother who also died from mysterious circumstances, and Darunia has the Ruby. Lullaby got the Ocarina from her late paternal grandmother.

Then Ganon finds them and tries to steal the Emerald from Time, so Lullaby goes looking for help and thus finds the sages. Saria is an anonymous hacker who uses the screen name 'Kokiri'. Time reveals he didn't steal the Emerald, he was Deku's heir, and then Navi goes missing. Time is home worried enough that he's physically sick, and Ganon decides to try and attack the home. Only Lullaby's family is Olde Money, and they live in a big, old manor, so Lullaby as Sheik decides to play 'Home Alone' with the secret passages in the walls and they piss off Ganon because when did that brat get a sheikah bodyguard??? Sage and Rottla (Lullaby's mother, who is fully sheikah as well) rush home from a thing and Kokiri is running a play by play watching the security cameras.

I pull in my headcanon that Time was killed in the Downfall Timeline by getting impaled on Ganon's tusk and Ganondorf stabs him with the tusk of a mounted boar head and then Sheik shows up to protect his brother, and then Mama gets home and is not happy to find this man in her home attacking her kids. Time is fine, but Navi stays missing. (She's alive tho.)

Also, Time's foster dad was the last leader of a secret society known as The Order of The Lost Woods, and Time learns this upon meeting Tatl, who gets him sucked into another event that would probably make a good action movie. I have thought too much about the Order and it's hierarchy, but what's important here is that Time ends up with a standing job offer and Tatl and he remain friends and we find out how I fit FD into this AU. It's not pretty. This is where Time loses his eye too.

The AoC came out and I added that Link in as Wild's twin brother and he shows up during the main plot.

Which starts with Twi getting kidnapped. (I'm not really meaner to him than the others, I swear, he's just the most logical choice to be Time's heir. Which he is. He doesn't know this though.)

So he's kidnapped by Ganondorf, who broke out of jail, Zant, who shot Twi in highschool, and Ghirahim, who has some history with Sky I haven't fleshed out yet and a very public rivalry with Warriors over twitter. About six weeks later Sage finds him in an abandoned warehouse (because of course) with a shackle on his left arm and a lot of new injuries. He ends up fine, but he tells Time later in the hospital what happened and he's both message and messenger and Time is this close to just committing murder. Tatl talks him down.

Somewhere here is the half finished fic where I introduce AoC Link as Luke/Knight, and this is as far as I've plotted thus far.

Other tidbits: Wild and Lullaby/Sheik are both genderfluid, Lullaby/Sheik married Ruto, Wild has a very popular YouTube channel, Twi does drag racing sometimes, Sky has a pet bird, Four has DID to explain how the Colours are here too, and Wolfie exists in the form of a random wolf-dog Wild found and brought home that Legend somehow convinced half the family was Twilight. Also, Warriors has somehow befriended an entire sorority and he doesn't know how this happened.

This... got long. As you can see I have a lot of thoughts about the Adoption AU. It's gotten a bit away from me, I'll admit. This went from 'Wild does stunts on his motorbike and keeps breaking bones but somehow not the bike' to 'Twilight got kidnapped and Time is the target of a mafia that Ganon runs and also maybe killed a man once' and I don't know how that happened. Also, this is the condensed version of the summary. My actual summary/outline is much, much longer than this. So if there's any detail you want more on, feel free to say so and I'll happily go into more detail (there are so many things I didn't even mention....)

And yes, Robbie having a bong is very important to my best friend, for some reason. He has one in a modern AU and he probably invented one in canon. I happen to agree that this makes sense for his character, if anyone would invent a bong in LoZ it's Robbie (this is such an anticlimactic end to this ask after the stuff about the modern AU...)

Also, sorry for the long ass ask. I genuinely don't know how to condense the Adoption Au down any further. There's a lot of important plot beats to cover, and I still skipped things.

-Attllhak

oh my GOD???? if you ever write and post this somewhere id love to read it, the level of "crazy" conspiracy/action movie elements implemented sound sosososo cool, from Ganondorf being Deku's half brother to trying to "send a message" via Twi and- just- all of this is SO good.i sat here and reread this ask like 3 times as if that would magically spawn more info about it ahaha

there's so much to unpack here but it's honestly so worth it i love every single detail!!! i can imagine the actual outline being way longer, nad honestly that just makes me the more excited/curious about all that might be missing from this ask - i cant believe it started with Wild and Wars going to Taco Bell of all things

also i can totally see Robbie making a bong, no matter the setting or AU. fits him a lot I'd say

and dont worry about long asks!! i adore opening up my askbox to see one ask take over the entire thing, it makes me really happy aha

[darkgunslinger]

Saving Zim was my favorite IZ fic in highschool by far and I would jump for joy if it was rereleased-- at least for archiving purposes when I inevitably have a relapse of IZ hyperfixation. The characterization was really good and the story was engaging and tragic without feeling hamfisted like other fics could at the time

Thank you soooo so much! I am terribly sorry I haven't got back to you, work's been literally soul destroying, and I've been looking for another job whenever I get any free time, so my lack of time just being here, replying to those I care about has been almost nonexistent, and I am really sorry for that. You might never read this as a result of me late posting it, but here I am anyway lol! XD

I was set out to finally complete Saving Zim parts 1 to 4, especially this week as its my first holiday off since forever, but work and unplanned crap has reared its ugly head and I have been unable to do any work on it - and its on its final stages and it's all I want to do!! XD Sorry for the mini rant here, but oh boy I wanna complete so badly! My lack of Zim time is getting to me, you have no idea!! XD

But again thank you for reaching out, I am so thrilled it was your favourite IZ fic in highschool! That means a lot to me! I had my favourites back in the day, and they've always meant more to me when they were such a comfort. I plan on releasing it as soon as life gives me a break! XDXD Love ya, and take care!

[born-to-lose]

Wild Horses

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x reader

Summary: Izzy calls you while he's on tour.

Tags: fluff

Words: 1,070

A/N: Just something cute I wrote on the train the other day. School started this week and I don't know when I'll be able to post another fic, but hopefully soon!

Tag list: @slashscowboyboots @warriorteam1924 @losers-yurio @whered0wego @rumoured-whispers @itsfiveoclocksomewheree @lafayettevoodoogirrrl

Tip me if you want!

Izzy was on tour. Again. This time you weren't able to join him as you had started a new job and you could do without the reputation as that one employee who is always on the road with the rockstar boyfriend. Besides, you had been more flexible when you'd worked as a private tutor and now you only had free time when the school holidays allowed it. You weren't one of those who led a luxurious life because their partner was rich. You preferred being independent over living off of someone else and insisted you work full-time again.

This tour seemed even longer than the others already because you were home alone with your dog and relied on regular phone calls, which were - thankfully - mostly during the day. Sometimes it would be noon where he was while you were just getting out of bed. Still, you somehow made it work and you trusted him enough that he wouldn't stir up some shit like he'd used to, so there was nothing to worry about. He was twenty-nine; he didn't need a babysitter.

You already missed him, even though he had only been away for a little more than a week.

You had just fallen asleep half an hour before the phone on your nightstand rang and you turned around in bed with a groan, answering the call.

"Hello?" you murmured, trying to hide your sleepiness.

"Hey love." The familiar voice on the other end made you feel awake all of a sudden. It was followed by a chuckle, which made the corners of your lips turn upwards. "I'm sorry if I call you at 2am. I just want to hear your voice."

You looked at the clock to check the time and to your surprise, he wasn't lying; it really was 2am and you had been grading students' homework until forty minutes ago. You let your head fall back on the pillow, pressing the receiver against your ear. "What time is it over there?"

"Eight in the morning. I've just gotten so used to being woken up by you and I… I missed it."

Okay, that was sweet and you felt a little bit sorry for not coming with him this time, but only a little bit.

"I didn't wake you up, did I?" Izzy added when you didn't respond.

"I just went to bed, don't worry," you reassured him, leaving out the part of you literally just having fallen asleep shortly before he called.

"Oh… did you go out or something?" You thought you could notice his voice drop at the thought of you having fun with other people. He wasn't possessive, but he didn't like the idea of you meeting somebody else at a club with your friends, even more so if he wasn't present.

"No, I've been working on some stuff for Monday's lessons."

"Aw, okay. I told you you didn't have to work, baby," he sighed, but you could tell he didn't mean it in an accusatory way; he just wanted you to take care of yourself.

"Y'know, I really miss you. Do you miss me too?"

You rolled your eyes. "Of course I do, idiot."

Izzy laughed. "Just checking. Can you sleep without me warming the bed?"

"Actually, not really," you replied truthfully. It only now came to your mind that maybe that was the reason you hadn't been able to get a lot of sleep since he'd left for the European leg of the tour and that it wasn't only the extra hours you often put in for your job.

"Okay, listen sweetheart. How about you make yourself a cup of tea, get cozy and I play guitar for you? I know it's not the same as me actually being with you, but maybe it helps you fall asleep," he suggested.

You smiled, getting up to shuffle into the kitchen. "Don't you have somewhere to be now?"

"Nope, I wouldn't have called you if I had. You know our phone calls can get pretty long."

He wasn't wrong. They could last hours when you had enough to talk about, which was the case most of the time.

"You don't have to do this," you said, silently happy about his offer.

"Hm no, you're right." He paused. "But I want to. You better thank me in advance because you are definitely going to fall asleep."

You smiled. "I wish you were here."

"I'll be home in two weeks, baby. And then we'll have three months together!" Izzy sounded excited and you couldn't help but map out the next three months in your head. There were lots of things you'd been wanting to do for a while and it felt like his time off between the two legs of the tour was ideal for just that.

As the tea boiled, he told you about how he'd been, the cute souvenirs he bought you and how he couldn't wait to come home. You placed the cup on your bedside table and wrapped a fluffy blanket around yourself, settling into a comfortable position.

"Are you in bed now?" he asked.

You shifted and picked up the phone again, sipping on your tea. "Yeah."

"Okay, what song do you want me to start with?"

"The Stones. Whatever you like."

"Why did I see that coming?" You could hear the smile in his voice. One of the things you had in common was your love for the Rolling Stones and he'd love playing their songs for you.

Izzy started strumming the opening chords of Wild Horses and you closed your eyes, imagining your boyfriend being here by your side instead of miles away. You smiled at the sound of him singing the lyrics. There was something about his voice that naturally soothed you. Perfect for things like this. You'd already loved the song for years, but hearing Izzy's version was always something special and you actually preferred it over the original. Maybe it was the personal factor, but he made it sound like it was written for you.

You tried your hardest not to fall asleep to hear him sing for you for as long as you could, but your mind constantly escaped for a short moment before you eventually drifted off to sleep. You couldn't remember Izzy asking if you were still awake. You only faintly heard him stop playing and whispering into the speaker.

"Goodnight angel. I love you."

[yoonki-boonki]

hi, could you, pretty please, write an yeonkai with lots of sugary sweet, maybe cuddles and kisses on a rainy lazy day? like, when you have some free time of course 😊💙💛💜 this year ending it's being hell there but I've decided that nothing is going to ruin my mood, yet, I hope that you and your family be blessed with love and joy, merry christmas 💕

The sugary sweet really stuck to me, huh? T-T Here’s a smol yeonkai rainy day sleepover, hope you like it ~ take care, happy holidays ~

It's the mornings on those special days that fire up Yeonjun the most. It's the anticipation, the sizzling behind his ribcage, the excitement he tries to swallow down each time. It's when it all feels the most real. He wakes up early, straightens the covers over his bed, fluffs the pillows. Then, he makes breakfast- something quick and light that his body can stomach. Cleans the house, makes sure there's enough hot chocolate stored away for two days, hops into the shower, scrubbing himself until his shoulders turn pink. 

The weekends are his most beloved- the boy spends the week in hope of it passing quicker than before each time.

Then, the doorbell rings, and Yeonjun can't help but bite down the smile that spreads on his lips. He runs to the door, quickly taking a glance at his hair, his clothes. Does he look alright? Is the hair too messy? Ah, it's still a little wet from the shower, but - 

"Yuni, open up," he hears the melodic voice from the other side of the door and gives up- grinning from one ear to the other. 

"I'm coming," Yeonjun answers and reaches for the handle. 

The old door creaks, someone is calling for a taxi outside, voice hoarse and loud, but none of it matters. Kai mirrors the latter's smile, and suddenly he is in the arms of his best friend, his lover. 

"I missed you," the younger boy whines and Yeonjun tightens his arms around the other in a silent agreement.

"Yeah, I missed you too."

Kai opens his backpack and laughs when Yeonjun's eyes grow twice the size. "I thought it would make you happy," the younger admits, shy, and Yeonjun thinks anything would make him happy, anything Kai could ever do would make the flowers bloom even in the winter cold, make Yeonjun's own heart melt into molasses. The younger's backpack's filled with caramel candy, tiny chocolate rabbits- Yeonjun's favourite. He wonders if the younger even knows why he loves them so much.

"The weather report said it's going to pour later this evening," the younger announces, and Yeonjun nods. He heard it too. 

"Will you stay the night this time?" the older boy dares to ask, and Kai laughs, teasing his boyfriend. Kai knows how much Yeonjun loves to sleep next to him, loves to push his body against the other boy's, wrap his legs around his waist.

"I will," the latter pats the older's head, making his damp hair stick out in a funny way. Yeonjun doesn't shy away, resting his forehead against the boy's shoulder, asking for more gentle touches. Kai laughs again, this time a little muffled- as if he's stuck in a daydream.

They shuffle to the couch, Yeonjun gives Kai his favourite penguin slippers, makes sure his feet are warm. It's the small things, he thinks, they matter the most. And then the blankets come next, at least two or three- under them, over them. They could hide beneath them like kids in a secret fort, and it would be enough for Yeonjun's day to be spent well, he doesn't need to travel to Narnia, Wonderland.

When they settle down, that's when the rainfall hits, so they hurry and shut the windows. Kai rolls his eyes, says he loves the sound, the smell. Yeonjun promises they'll feel it either way, and the younger believes him.

The pitter-patter plays on the glass as they turn on the tv. "Which film do you want to watch today?" asks Yeonjun.

Kai shrugs- he seems a bit timid, cautious maybe and for a second Yeonjun starts to worry, but then he follows the younger's gaze. Ah.

"Would you like to hold my hand?" the older offers, and that seems to do the trick, a light expression taking over the boy's face.

"Sorry," the boy whispers, interlocking their fingers, now much more pleased.

Yeonjun brushes his thumb over and over the boy's skin in a circular motion- soft, "It's alright," he says. "You're so cute," the older leans closer to gift Kai a feathery kiss on the cheek, "Are you tired?"

Kai hums, "It's been a long week."

"Yeah," he agrees and picks The Cat Returns, the animation filling the background of their evening. 

Now, when the nights come faster, the sunlight rushing to greet the other side of the world, the days stretch like taffy, only strangely sour. So Yeonjun lets himself indulge, doesn't hesitate to press his forehead against the younger's neck, nuzzle into it, breathing in the marzipan scent of Kai's shampoo. Let's his hands wander from the boy's fingertips to his hips, sliding under the younger's shirt, feeling the warmth.

"Aren't the blankets a bit too much?" he asks, lifting his eyes to see the younger's blushed cheeks.

Kai shakes his head, Yeonjun guesses he likes the heat, so he dares a bit more, goes further, presses his lips against the other boy's neck.

"Do- do you want the caramels?" Kai asks, frozen in place, stiff. 

Yeonjun can't help but smile, "I'll bring them." He gets up from the couch, looking for the latter's bag. When he returns, Kai's already back to jelly, eyeing Yeonjun, silently asking for his presence.

"Here," the older unwraps one of the caramels, holds it in front of the younger, waiting for him to stick out his tongue, and Kai does just that, welcoming the sweet taste in his mouth.

They watch the film pressed against one another, playing with each other's fingers, caressing them carefully, as if the other was fragile, made out of porcelain. At the ending scenes, Kai's head starts nodding on its own and Yeonjun can't help but giggle at the boy. He pushes him down on the couch, and the younger goes to rub his eyes. 

"Did I fall asleep?" he asks.

"Only for a bit," Yeonjun brushes the soft part of his palm over the boy's cheek, taken place next to him, both of their bodies lying down on the soft cushions. And then- "Can I kiss you?" 

Kai looks away, bites his lip. Yeonjun knows he's shy when it comes to these things.

"Can I?" he asks again, shuffling even closer, tickling the boy's ear with his breath. 

Kai nods, and Yeonjun dives in, tastes the sugary sweetness left from the caramels, left from the unsaid- yes, yes, you can. He slides his palms down the boy's chest, his waist, under his shirt once more, grips at the bit of fat above the hip bone. 

That's when the film cuts and it's a bit embarrassing- the sounds they both make, but then Kai lifts one of the blankets over their heads, and it's better. It's like they're hiding from each other, from the eyes of the world. The younger breaks the kiss, inhaling the hot air, places both of his palms on Yeonjun's cheeks, trying to locate him in the pitch-black darkness.

Yeonjun knows the boy can feel him smile, so he smiles even wider, turns his head to gently bite one of Kai's fingers. Then they laugh, and it's hot- really hot under the blanket. Yeonjun leans in to kiss the boy again, this time their tongues are touching and everything about the younger tastes so sugary.

"You're the most precious boy in this world, you're so dear to me," Yeonjun whispers and feels Kai take a deep breath, tightening his fists in the older's clothes. Feels him grow even warmer from the words.

The younger pecks his lips, then his chin, jaw, "I love being with you," he says, "- love you."

Yeonjun grins as his heart vibrates with adoration for his boyfriend, he doesn't think he could feel happier than this.

"Can we go out in the rain?" Kai says while the older pushes him against his chest, holds him tight.

"The balcony?" Yeonjun whispers back, and he can feel the boy nod against him. "Only if you let me make you hot chocolate afterwards," he replies, and it's a deal.

The rainfall has decreased, the drops now a mere fog in the air, still- the wind blows harshly, so Yeonjun makes sure to hug the younger from the back. It doesn't do much, Kai's a lot taller, but it makes him worry less, he doesn't want the other won't catch a cold.

They watch the city lights flicker under them, a few unlucky, drenched shadows pull their feet through the puddles, can hear a cat on a balcony below them meow at the rising moon.

Yeonjun can't wait for the morning when Kai has pillow marks on his cheeks, puffy eyes and he can kiss the younger awake in the shower. Can't wait for toast with jam and how excited the boy gets over it, licking his lips after every bite. Can't wait to hand feed him the chocolate bunnies and watch Kai's eyebrows furrow in concern, like a child's, "they're bunnies, how can I EAT them?" 

Yeonjun can't wait for a lot of things when it comes to the latter, but the waiting's sweet as well if he can hear the boy's laugh, bring him to his chest and close his eyes for a moment, can work on keeping them both happy- everything about the boy is just so sweet.

also posted on AO3 ! 

[livlepretre]

I can FEEL the Klena coming back. Agh it's making me feel sad for Rebekah, but also like obv I WANT THE KLENA, I JUST...😥😥😥

I don't really get why Finn wants to save Elena? Is it just because he feels guilty like Klaus says or is there more to it? Also yay Finn is still alive for now 😅 maybe he can just go find Sage now.

I read when he's going up against Klaus and I'm just like DAMMIT FINN YOU CANNOT WIN THIS RIGHT NOW...SAVE YOURSELF 😵

When's the next update do you think? 😍

In the meantime I've been reading The Stars are Brightly Shining. Which also so In LOVE WITH! ❤️❤️❤️

OH WE ARE BACK WITH A VENGEANCE

I wouldn’t feel toooo sorry for Rebekah. She’s a big girl. Her storyline is all about her learning to stand up for what she wants and needs-- and not allowing Klaus to railroad over that, and not accepting 2nd place when she wants 1st place. She’ll figure out what she wants and needs. 

As for Finn, I think Klaus had it right. I don’t envision Finn as being very difficult to read by those who know him well, because unlike his siblings, he’s just not a dissembler. He’s typically honest and straight forward, and while he’s capable of deceit and scheming for a short period of time, like during 3x14, he’s not prone toward playing that game over a long period of time. He was in fact pretty straight forward with his family about his reasoning once they found out. So, basically, for a time it was Elijah, Finn, and Kol all undaggered with Mikael daggered. You can imagine how that would go. Elijah trying to gather intel and reach his contacts after four years daggered, figuring out what his next move is, how and if he wants to reach out to Klaus and Rebekah; Kol meanwhile sewing chaos, glutting himself on blood, just being completely out of control and caring very little; and then Finn, disgusted by Kol’s behavior, disgusted with Elijah for not controlling him better, balking under his two younger brothers treating him like the child because they’re both about nine centuries older than him suddenly and also he has no idea how most of the world works and he’s busy trying to figure it out but his feeling that they don’t belong here is only mounting; and every day he is more convinced that in order to save his family, who are all even more inhuman and twisted than he remembers-- and at this point he’s the only one even close enough to his mortal life to remember what it was like to be human-- at this point the only way he can think of to save them is to end their existences as vampires so that they can all pass through to the actual other side and into the after life, hopefully freeing them from the curse of unnaturally existing on the death of others; this all mounts and mounts and mounts over the weeks that the Fab 4 are enjoying New York until finally he decides to undagger Mikael, thinking that Mikael will be an ally, that Mikael must want to end their existences and find a way to move on as much as he does, mistaking his quest to end Klaus as a symptom of thinking similarly to him, or at least that his father will hear him out, can be reasoned with better than his brothers, and instead Mikael pops up and he’s horrible and not only does he steal that stake from Elijah in order to go kill Klaus (which, Finn isn’t necessarily opposed to since he thinks that if Klaus goes, it might domino effect the rest of them, though he wouldn’t choose to ambush Klaus but would instead prefer to talk him into it, but such is life, sometimes these things are out of our hands, he figures)-- not only does he plan to kill Klaus, but there’s also a girl he plans to murder-- the doppelganger of that poor widow Finn remembers from their human life, an innocent human girl that Elijah has told him about, being held captive by Klaus. Of course Finn feels guilty about that. It’s a perfect example of how sometimes people who do a lot of really bad things (which: Finn does-- look at how he eats people in 55 to heal from his burns) will latch on to one good deed as a way to live with themselves. Finn latched on to the idea of saving Elena, so that he could live with himself for another day. 

Also hahahaha “dammit finn you cannot save yourself” too true-- but he’s not used to dealing with hybrid!Klaus either. He’s learning on the go, lol. 

I think the next update is going to be either next weekend or the one after that-- I only really have time to write on the weekends, and how much time I have to write can vary pretty wildly week to week. 

(THE STARS WERE BRIGHTLY SHINING)!!!!!!! So, GREAT news on that front y’all. I’m planning to post maybe 2 more chapters of FE and then I’m going to put FE on hiatus over the holidays to finish SWBS. IT’S RETURNING V V SOON. MORE INFO SOON. 

[buddha-in-disguise]

A full of fucking swearing long post about the shitstain that is Dominic Cummings. Plus where I can find them, at the end I will link fucking sources, just in case anyone wants to try and say otherwise.

Also, if you do start @ me over him, I'm blocking your fucking cunt of an arse. Clear enough?

Good. Then let's begin.

As a nation, we can be a fairly mild mannered lot. At least collectively. But as of now, the majority of Britons are a mass of anger. So much so, I've even agreed with pundits like Piers Fucking Morgan! That alone is distressing enough, but Dominic Cummings has pissed off just about everyone.

But first a little background on this heaping pile of shit.

Dominic Cummings was one of the main instigators of Leave Campaign in regards Brexit. Now for those who don't know or haven't cared until now, not only were they found to be in breach of the electoral law, Dominic himself was also found in contempt of Parliament when they tried to find out if Vote Leave used fake news to help achieve their goal.

To add to this, he took around 200k of subsidies from the EU for his properties. So a known lying fucking hypocrite.

Even before that, he was advisor to Gove, that spineless fucking weasel who has been out today spouting even more fucking bollocks over this. Funny that.

Don't think for a minute being Gove's Special Advisor meant Cummings was liked by others in the Tory Party. Cummings was pretty much despised by a lot in Government at the time. David 'Pig fucker' Cameron called him a career psychopath.

Fast forward to 2019. Cummings is now Special Advisor to another spineless fucking cunt known as the Prime Minister Boris Johnson. BJ was never in control. Anyone watching what was going on knew that the moment Cummings had Javid's one aide uncermoniously marched out of her job, using armed police no less.

Only problem was, he had no authority to do that.

But never fear, BJ decided to change the rules, so lo and behold, he didn't break any rules (seeing a pattern here yet?)

So fast forward to the last few days. Now newspapers were reporting that Dominic Cummings drove his COVID-19 symptomatic wife, with a 4 year old in the same enclosed vehicle, some 260 miles to his parents location in Durham.

Oh now comes the fun part, and why as a nation we are all beyond extremely miffed, and fucking pissed off!

The offical guidance was anyone in a household with someone displaying symptoms (tested or not) was to stay the fuck at home. There was one exception to this rule. One. Extreme risk to life.

So Cummings took the decision to go and drive for fucking childcare reasons.

A man with his wealth, privilege and even with family in fucking London, couldn't do it at his home, but had to drive (thus risking his own child because of viral load you're going to get in an enclosed vehicle), himself and others (because he had to stop. Tell me of anyone with a 4 year old in the car they wouldn't be stopping anywhere?)

So anyway, they take a fucking jolly jaunt up to his parents.

But hold on, a Minister recently resigned for breaking lockdown rules. So why in the ever loving fuck was Cummings not resigning or being fired?

I don't know what Cummings has on BJ, but I suspect it makes wanting to fuck a dead pig seem like child play. Because not only isn't he fired, good old Jolly BJ comes out and fully defends and supports his senior advisor (who is unelected as well, just to add salt to that wound).

So by following his fatherly instincts (the fucking laughable defence given, when BJ couldn't even say how many fucking kids he has) and acting with integrity, (someone please give these fucking morons a dictionary), Cummings was given a free pass.

And then a load of fucking MP's including cabinet ministers all piled in saying how great a father he is, how it was exceptional circumstances that made him do it, you're all overreacting you terrible ingrate you, blah, blah, more horse shit, blah!

So, now all of those families who actually followed the fucking rules, and did what the government said are now being told, oh sure. You could've attended the funeral of your loved ones. Gone halfway across country to get child care for your kids, and so on and so fucking forth.

So basically saying, hah the jokes on you.

A few grumbles came out from the odd Tory, who might not have grown a spine, but were looking less like jelly (jello) being nailed to the wall, and more like thick fucking custard. A little more substance to them, but still slopping around with no spine.

We have a bank holiday coming up, and unusually good weather forecast, because as every Brit knows, Bank Holidays are normally shit weather wise. And a lot of people saying, fuck me if Cummings can do this, so can we. And all pile into cars for days out as if nothing had changed! No masks, no social distancing. Zilch. Great innit.

No it fucking isn't! The virus doesn't take a holiday you fucking morons!

So back to the other mess. Cummings now gives a press conference in the fucking rose garden of No.10. Also likely in breach of the rules, but as we know, he really doesn't give a flying fuck about rules now does he.

First of all he was 30 minutes late (you would've been sanctioned , therefore getting no money, for weeks, probably months if on benefits and did the same thing thanks to this government). But he eventually rolls up, looking slightly less like he's been dragged through a hedge backwards, but still looking like a dogs arse. Actually sorry dogs, you don't deserve that comparison. I'm really sorry!!

Anyway, here he is, about to fill us with more bullshit.

The shit now isn't just hitting the fan. In the immortal words of Terry Pratchett, The Midden has now hit the Windmill.

Cummings is trying to explain why he did what he did, oh and now we have the added delight of him being caught going out to a location some 30 miles from the family home, which is another breach of the law!

He sat there, and said, the public aren't angry at me, they're angry because of how the media have reported it. Woe is me, they're making me out to be the bad guy in all this .... blah fucking boo hoo blah.

This was supposed to calm us down.

Dear reader.

It. Did. Not.

So journalist after journalist (Beth Rigby gave a fucking masterclass) actually didn't let him get away with it.

These weren't just questions or accusations. They threw proof at him! Despite the collective rage, it was glorious to see them do it. If this was when stocks were still in use in the town square, Cummings would've been covered in excrement and anything else to hand. That shit was blown back so fast, it was hard to keep up.

Anyway, without going into too much here, his excuses ranged from he didn't feel safe because of demos outside his home (unverified and strangely enough, no neighbours reporting any disturbances either. Funny that),

Then, having gone to great lengths to say he drove up to his parents to keep his kid safe, he explains the additional trip he got caught out on was taken to test his eyesight, which had been affected because of being unwell with Covid19.

So not only is it highly fucking illegal to drive while impaired (including if eyesight is impaired) in this country, you decided to take your wife and kid, who you wanted to protect, not for a little jaunt down the road, but on a 60 mile fucking round trip.

Oh, and he hadn't stopped on the 260 mile trip up there, but his kid needed a stop on the way home, so a less than 60 mile trip required a stop. Yeah. Strange how that works.

He still kept blaming the media. Still kept up the woe is me, it was exceptional circumstances, and so on. Must get sore lips there Cummings, with the amount of smoke you try to blow up peoples arses.

So, to end it all, he has flatly refused to resign. No need to even consider it. The public will be jolly good chaps in all of this and see my side of things.

No we won't, you motherfucking cunt!

So this morning, various people including Gove are still making excuses for this fucking shitstain.

I now wish Cummings is fired, but better yet, thrown out of our universe, so he can never ever be seen again. But I've seen more spine on a fucking snake that I have Boris Johnson, who is just as much to blame in all this.

Before I end, we also had an infamous Tweet from someone in the Civil Service, who knew they were torpedoing their career. I'm including a screen shot. It was taken down, but it was genuine. Whoever they were, you deserve all the applause and a fucking medal!

Oh and a few sources for this and the cuntface Cummings. But you know, just Google the fucker. You can find this and much more.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-44856992

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-47712040

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2019/aug/10/dominic-cummings-owns-farm-got-eu-subsidy

https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2014/jun/18/david-cameron-dominic-cummings-career-psychopath

https://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/politics/dominic-cummings-boris-johnson-cabinet-minister-aides-civil-service-sajid-javid-a9109836.html

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-52782913

[https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-52553229

https://www.bbc.com/news/amp/uk-52792200

https://www.bbc.com/news/uk-52793991

https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-news/dominic-cummings-trip-county-durham-18306147

https://www.gov.uk/driving-eyesight-rules