#soz if this has already been done

[myclericalromance]

stuck in the time loop all by yourself handsome?

[1queasycrow]

uhm hullo?

[clancysstole]

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[sysig]

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[causticsunshine]

if he’s gonna claim to be a man of the people, indie artist, he needs to do better. imma need him to be more vocally progressive than this bullshit.

hiii anon i'm going to reply to you and some other anons i got on this topic as well, just because this has now turned into a Discussion and it seems people may be taking my initial annoyance at any potential interest louis may have in AI—and whatever direction that potential interest may go, but that is hopefully largely anti AI in regards to how it's largely being used rn—as possibly misdirected due to the space he was in being titled 'Is AI the end of humanity?' (+ comparing two differently functioning AI engines)

but i want to reply to you first, and say: yes!! it just doesn't make sense to me how someone who preaches artistic integrity, being true to yourself and your work, yk, that the Big Boss Man Indie Artist himself, could have any vested interest in tools that are used to literally steal art for profit, unless it was to try and find a way to make these tools obsolete!

now, to the other anons i got, which had to say this:

(my reply to these inquiries btw will likely give more support to my reply to our original anon on this post as well! also put it behind a cut because i get a bit wordy soz)

as the space was over before i even saw the post—or i at least couldn't access it, simply couldn't find it, etc.—i couldn't listen in and find out what exactly the discussion was deducing. while it would seem by the first half of the space's title that they were just talking about potential pros and cons to AI usage, the subtitle of the space, putting musty elon's AI machine up against ChatGPT, made/makes me a bit more apprehensive of how the subject of AI was being discussed.

(unless, of course, the goal was still to discuss the differences between two different AI tools, as well as their individual pros and cons and how both may end up relating to the first part of the space's title: is AI the end for us?

because i think it is really important for us to discuss the ways we can use different forms of AI to help us, as well as the ways we can use it to hurt us.)

while i definitely appreciate the anon in the first screencap for pointing out that while AI (as it's being used most currently) in general is still very much bullshit, that ChatGPT does have potential to be helpful as a writing aid and did offer them help in school, i'm still apprehensive of how it was being discussed in the space, and what pros and cons were possibly being touched on. especially if this was louis', or really anyone else's, primary education source.

(also while i do know at its core what ChatGPT is, i haven't personally used it, so i can't vouch for its overall efficiency or even it's morality as a writing AI tool!)

i say this because i personally already have a fundamental issue with AI tools 9.8 times out of 10, because of how these current big AI tools work, are being marketed and used, and what purpose they truly end up serving in the end, which is: to data mine and steal from artists/creatives/people putting their work up on the public internet to turn a profit without doing any of the actual work!

plus, as someone who actively draws and writes, puts their work out on the internet for consumption, and who's been trying to do freelancing for years—as well as someone who has also had their work stolen on more than one occasion before! without the help of machines!—i know firsthand how much most artists are underpaid and how much our professions and accomplishments are belittled, all while being demanded to work constantly for people to largely enjoy our content for free.

so tldr: even if louis was in that space just to hear about the dangers of AI, or how one system may be better/worse than another, the pros and cons of both, what have you, i don't really think you can blame anyone for being nervous of him having any vested interest in the subject due to how he approached NFTs, and i say this because there's a lot of crossover between people who utilize(d) NFTs for capital gains, and people who use AI for the same reason, as well as people who are trying to market AI as they did NFTs: as a business model rather than huge source of creative theft (and in some cases, data mining too!)

i will say though, in argument to AI, that at LEAST AI art theft machines can/could be altered and thus used as a tool to help the communities and people they're currently stealing from, such as being used to help create art references, alter your own works in a new method of editing or bolstering your end product, even protecting from art theft (which i believe a university tech team somewhere in the US is actually working on rn!)

if louis were to clarify that he's wholly against the misuse of AI as a pocket-lining theft module, i'd gladly redact my earlier statement and proudly thank him for educating himself on the matter and speaking up against it! like, i'd genuinely love that! but, because of how much crossover exists between AI and NFT users and how he initially approached NFTs in a pro-model sort of way (from what we were able to see), it makes me honestly exasperated to see him engage at all in discussion on AI, without true clarification on how that discussion is being put across.

especially seeing as how much he promotes originality and being proud of one's own work and ideas.

[theaskywalker]

hi, it's me again! I wanted to ask something that's a bit less fluff if that's okay:)

(idk if you do smut, couldn't find anything about that, so sorry if you don't)

I was thinking Seth clearwater and fem!reader

(again soz)

having a honeymoon! like Bellas but, little longer and softer

(Because has a soft boy and I love him for that. would love for him to break the bed if you put that in there:)

thank you for reading and drink water and go cute a tasty snack!

(You could do Jacob black with this to if you would like I've read all the good Fics of both and can't get enough of them:( .)

Honeymoon

Seth Clearwater x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is my first time writing smut so I hope it turned out decent. A big thank you to ghosty-boo-shh for the request 😊

Warnings: Mentions of oral sex (fem!receiving), Unprotected sex

❥ Seth Clearwater had always been a romantic at heart.

❥ When he first imprinted on you, he spent hours fantasizing about important relationship milestones such as moving in together, getting married and starting your own family.

❥ He desperately wanted all of these.

❥ If it was up to Seth, the two of you would get married right after your relationship became official.

❥ But you wanted to take the relationship one step at a time and he respected that.

❥ Fast forward to your two-year anniversary, when Seth decided that it was finally time to make you Mrs Clearwater.

❥ Seth suggested celebrating your anniversary at your favourite restaurant in Port Angeles.

❥ After a delicious meal Seth remarked that it was time for a dessert.

❥ The waiter came minutes later with a chocolate cake and placed it right in the middle of the table.

❥ To your surprise the cake had a large ''Will you marry me?'' sign in white frosting.

❥ When you looked over at Seth, he was already kneeling down holding a small box with a beautiful diamond ring.

"Yes" you replied instantly and hugged him with tears in your eyes.

❥ Everyone was ecstatic when you announced it.

❥ Especially the pack.

❥ Preparations for the wedding started right after the announcement.

❥ You and Seth had agreed on a small ceremony at the beach and a barbeque afterwards for your family and close friends.

❥ The pack (minus Leah) set up the whole event and made sure that every little detail was perfect for the big day.

❥ They had help by the vampires of course as most of the Cullens had taken a liking to Seth.

❥ With the boys working on the wedding venue, you and the girls set out to send the invitations and select the dress.

❥ Selecting the right dress was easier said than done.

❥ Leah and Alice had completely different opinions on the matter.

❥ Alice advised you to go for something fancy.

❥ And Leah thought that a boho design would be more appropriate.

❥ But the final word on the matter was yours to make.

❥ So, after many dress fittings you finally found the one.

❥ The weeks passed and the big day finally came.

❥ Seth couldn't take his eyes off you as you walked down the aisle.

❥ Looking breathtaking in your white dress.

❥ Vows were exchanged and with a tender kiss you and Seth became husband and wife.

❥ At the after-wedding barbeque you had the time of your life dancing with your husband and close friends.

❥ When it was time to leave for the honeymoon, Carlisle and Esme surprised both you and Seth by giving you plane tickets for Rio de Janeiro and full access to Isle Esme.

❥ Seth and you were beyond grateful for the gift.

❥ The flight to Rio de Janeiro and boat ride to Isle Esme filled you with excitement about what was to come.

❥ Upon arriving on the house that would be your home for the next month, Seth gently picked you up and carried you inside.

❥ You giggled at the gesture and thanked him with a kiss when he placed you down.

"Shall we take a bath, Mrs Clearwater?" he asked.

"Of course" you replied with a wink.

❥ The two of you headed to the bathroom .

❥ While Seth filled the bathtub, you slowly removed your dress and lingerie.

❥ Without breaking eye contact with him.

❥ Seth felt a lump in his throat as he stared at your curves.

❥ Feeling hornier as each minute passed.

❥ You approached Seth and helped him remove his clothing.

❥ Once the bathtub was ready, you and Seth proceeded to enter.

❥ Seth rubbed your back, helping your muscles relax.

❥ You returned the favour by lovingly massaging his scalp.

❥ What started as a relaxing and intimate moment between a newlywed couple quickly grew into a passionate make out session.

❥ Seth couldn't stop kissing your lips as his hands travelled on your body, before settling on your thighs.

❥ You straddled his hips and deepened the kiss.

❥ His wolf side took over and he picked you up, heading out of the bathtub in a hurry and laying you onto the canopied bed.

❥ Not caring for the mess your wet and shampooed bodies left on the sheets.

❥ Seth left steamy kisses on your neck and breasts.

❥ He then moved to your inner thighs and eventually found the delicate spot between your legs.

❥ Soft moans escaped your lips as his kisses set your body on fire.

"I'm close" you whispered while tightly clutching his black hair.

❥ Seth knew exactly what you wanted and soon the pleasurable feeling spread through your whole body.

❥ He then kissed you hard on the lips and awaited for your consent to take things further.

❥ You nodded impatiently.

❥ Seth entered you gently at first and then picked up his speed.

❥ Pounding relentlessly into you.

❥ Stretching your tight walls with each thrust.

❥ Seth couldn't get enough of this.

❥ He felt divine when inside you.

❥ It was a mutual feeling...

❥ Things got so heated that he ended up using his wolfish strength a little too much.

❥ Resulting in the both of you landing on the floor.

❥ Bye bye bed...

❥ You and Seth laughed it off and continued your erotic dance without interruption.

❥ Having your climaxes simultaneously on the floor. covered with feathers from the mattress.

❥ After getting a proper bath and tidying up the mess in the bedroom, you layed in Seth's arms and enjoyed how blishful it was.

The honeymoon had just started and it was going to be a memorable one...

Masterlist

[fallingdownhell]

Hey….. soz if this is too much but can you do this https://www.tumblr.com/fallingdownhell/715302705397202944/i-absolutely-love-your-works-can-you-make?source=share

but with tighnari, wanderer and heizou thanks

Always. I always like me some angst with comfort<3 Characters Included: Wanderer; Tighnari; Heizou Summary: you have an argument with the boys, since they've been neglecting you for their work Content: gender neutral reader; established relationship; some angst; hurt/comfort; some swears and mean words; Wanderer is referred to as Kuni/Kunikuzushi Word count: 3,6k words Enjoy<3

Wanderer

You love your boyfriend. You truly do.

But between him helping out the Dendro Archon and now having enrolled in the Academiya, it felt like you didn't have a boyfriend at all anymore.

You rarely got to see him, and the times you did, he was so stressed and on high alert that he would probably snap at you if you were to bring up any topic that might put more stress onto him.

So instead, you just put up with his even more grumpy attitude towards you, trying to help him with whatever you could, hoping that it might take the edge off him a bit. But nothing ever seemed to work.

On the contrary, it has only gotten worse. For the past few days, you haven't seen your boyfriend. At all. He didn't come home and he has not been seen wandering the streets of Sumeru City.

You got so worried that you decided to pay Nahida a little visit, asking if she knew of the whereabouts of your dear boyfriend. She apologized to you, informing you that he had tasked him with something important, but that he should be back by today.

And true to her words, Kuni did come back home that night. However, once again, he paid no attention to you at all. He only laid down and fell right asleep, claiming that he was exhausted from his trip to the desert.

That was the point where you couldn't take it anymore. You understand that he has a lot to deal with currently, but that doesn't give him the right to treat you like you didn't exist. So, you decided to confront him in the morning, before he would leave again, hoping that a conversation could help clear things up between the two of you.

So, you made sure to wake up before him, making yourself and him some small breakfast like you like to do. When he comes down to eat with you, you greet him a good morning, which he only answers with a grumpy hum.

"Kuni.. we need to talk.", you decide to start, not wanting to take this attitude from him any longer.

A frustrated groan leaves his lips, rolling his eyes into the air. "Really, (Name)? Now? Can't we do this another time?"

"Yeah, sure. Just let me know when you decide to acknowledge me living here with you again. No, Kuni. We talk now. I'm done being treated like I don't exist."

At that, the Wanderer starts to gets defensive of his actions and soon enough, you two are in the middle of a full blown argument, loudly shouting at each other. Every semblance of a normal conversation has long left and you were now basically spewing insults at each other, none of you willing to acknowledge the others point of view.

"Gods, why do you always have to be so annoying? Maybe, if you weren't so god damn clingy all the time, I'd pay more attention to you!"

The words leave his lips and as soon as they do, he can see a flash of hurt shine in your eyes, which you quickly try to hide. But he's already seen it, and regret slips into his body.

Silence ensues, you're just staring at each other for a few seconds. You wait, hoping that he'll take back what he said, but nothing comes from him. His lips stay sealed as he just stares at you.

"So, it's my fault now? I'm the one at fault for you basically ignoring my entire existence? Making me question if I even have a boyfriend at this point? Because that's what it feels like. I don't get to see you anymore, I have to walk on eggshells around you, and then you go and blame me for it? Do I really mean that little to you?"

Your voice is dangerously calm as you say that, tears threatening to fall from the corners of your eyes, but you force them to stay down for now.

You see something shine in his eyes, but you can't put a finger on what it is before it's gone again, and he averts his eyes from you. A few more silent seconds pass and you're about to just get up and leave, when you hear him mumble something under his breath.

"...-ong."

"What was that?"

"..You're wrong.", he says, looking back up at you. Now, you can clearly see the conflict in his eyes, shining bright like he's begging you not to make him say this. But you just cross your arms in front of your chest, urging him to go on.

"I... you're wrong. You.. do mean something to me. More than I like to admit. I shouldn't have put the blame for my actions on you. I... I don't want you to leave. And.. I'll try better from now on."

For a moment, you look at him, contemplating his words. This would probably be the closest to an apology you would ever get from him. But when you don't answer him, you can see him starting to get a bit restless, squirming in his seat.

"I.. I'm... sorry..", he mumbles quietly, but you still heared it. Surprised by this, you can't help but let out a low chuckle, which instantly catches his attention.

"I just want to help you, Kuni. If there's anything I can do to help with the stress, let me know. Just, please don't ever treat me like this again."

Hearing you say that, he closes his eyes and nods his head, relieve washing over his body. And for the first time in a few weeks, he decides that it's not too bad if he shows up a bit later, just to make up for the time he missed spending with you.

Tighnari

As head of all the Forest Rangers in Gandharva Ville, it wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Tighnari to be stressed. It happens quite frequently, actually. And although being stressed regularly isn't a good thing, it helped him come up with ways to handle it and destress again after a long and tiring day. Because the last thing Tighnari ever wants to do is let out his frustrations on his partner.

He's usually very great about communicating when he's particularly stressed, and if his words aren't a dead giveaway, then usually his tail and ears are. When things get too overwhelming for him, his tail hangs a bit looser than it normally would and his ears would also fall a little bit more. It almost makes him look like a soaked puppy. You'd tease him for it if that wouldn't sour his mood even more.

But this time, it was something different.

He wasn't particularly stressed with work or anything. But one one of his patrols through the forest, he ran into an undiscovered species of flowers. All exited about it, it has been all Tighnari has been focused about for the past two weeks.

It's all he's been talking about as of late, if you even get the chance to talk to him in the first place. Most of the time, he's cooped up in his little work place, often forgetting to take meals and breaks because he's so focused on studying the little plant and learning everything there is to know about it.

You bring him meals on a regular basis, but if you really want him to eat them, you'll have to stay with him and nudge him consistantly to take a break and eat, or he'll forget about it.

You tried talking to him about it, but he keeps shutting you down, claiming that it won't last much longer, only until he knows enough about it to figure out if it can be used in some new medicines and such. Though he did promise you to try and focus back on you and Collei a bit more.

That promise lastet for one whole day before he skipped out on dinner plans with you and Collei again. You decided that enough was enough, so the next day after the dinner, you went to him to confront him about his inexcusable behaviour.

He was exactly where he had always been these past days, you were sure he heard you approach him, since you didn't exactly try to sneek up on him, though he did not acknowledge your arrival at all.

"Tighnari, we need to talk.", you begin, walking over so you were now standing next to him, your arms crossed in front of your chest. He didn't even look up when you adressed him.

"Later, (Name). I think I'm onto something here.."

"No, not later. Now!", you stay firm, not wanting to delay this talk any longer.

Hearing your response, Tighnari answered with an annoyed sigh, but he finally placed his tools down and turned to look at you.

"Fine then. What's so important that you just have to interrupt my work here?" He raises an eyebrow, almost like he's challenging you, like nothing could be important enough for you to justify this interruption.

You however stand your ground, holding his gaze firmly. "Your behaviour is what's wrong. You've been so focused on this stupid thing that you forget about the people in your life. Like yesterday. You promised to have dinner with me and Collei. She didn't show it, but I know how sad and dissapointed she was when you didn't show up. Again."

"I'm sure Collei understands perfectly fine just how important my research is, unlike some other people, it seems." Hearing this from him, you couldn't hold back the pent up anger and frustration anymore. You unleashed it all which in turn made Tighnari even more defensive and soon enough, you were in the middle of an heated argument, your shouting to be heard by almost every single person currently within Gandharva Ville.

And though almost everyone was on your side and agreed that Tighnari had been working too much, they also felt a bit bad for him. No one would want to be at the recieving end of your anger.

The argument kept going and going, emotions continuing to boil up inside both of you, until one particular statement went over Tighnari's lips. "You know what? I don't have time to deal with you right now, (Name). I have far more important things to do. I don't need you constantly lingering around and distracting me. Honestly, you're annoying me."

Suddenly, it became almost deafeningly silent and a second later, his words catched up with Tighnari. His eyes went wide and he was about to say something, but you beat him to it.

"So, what? We don't matter to you? Am I just some form to pass time when you have nothing better to do? Is that all our relationship is to you? And what about Collei? Is she also not important to you?"

Tears were brimming at the corners of your eyes and Tighnari wanted to reach out to wipe them away. He hated to see you cry, even more so now because he was the reason for it in the first place.

His hand moved on instinct, but before he came even close to touching you, you turned on the spot and dashed out of his hut, leaving him standing there.

"Wait, (Name)!", he shouted, taking off and running after you. You were fast and had a head start, but he has always been the faster runner between the both of you.

Outside the Village, he caught up to you and caught you at your wrist. You came to a halt, but refuse to turn around and face him. You don't want him to see you crying, though you're both aware that he already knows that you're crying.

"(Name), please. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I don't know why I even said it to begin with. You're not annoying me, never. Our relationship is important to me, very much so. I realize now that I made a mistake by focusing too much on my research and neglecting you. And Collei, too. I promise to do better from now on."

"..You've already promised me that once, and didn't keep it. Why should I believe you now?", you question him, which he couldn't blame you for. Your voice was shaking, you were trying so hard to hold back the tears, his words from before obviously still clinging to you.

"You have every reason not to, but I swear to you, that this time will be different. I swear to you that I won't let this happen, ever again. Please, trust me."

You stay silent for a bit, desperately wanting to believe him. In the end, your heart wins and you slowly turn around to face him. A small nod is noticeable before you're being pulled into his arms, his hand coming up to hold the back of your head against him.

You both stay like this for a bit, just enjoying to be in each others presence again. Only then does Tighnari realize just how long he hasn't had the chance to hold you like that, and he silently curses himself out for his own stupidity..

Heizou

Being a renowned detective comes with many benefits, but also a lot of disadvantages at the same time.

The more cases Heizou solves, the better his reputation gets, but he also makes a lot of enemies, especially in the high society fields. Not everyone always agrees with his view on justice and how he wants to achieve it, but Heizou doesn't care. So long as he follows what he thinks is right, he won't falter.

However, he is thankful to the gods above for a partner like you, who's supportive of his beliefs and decisions. He loves that you don't question him and that you understand how important his work is to him.

He knows that you've already had a lot to sacrifice for him. How he sometimes has to cancel date night because of an important case, but he's always made up for it more than enough.

So yeah, you're aware just how important his job is to Heizou. You truly understand..

But it has never gotten to a point like it has now.

For the past week, you haven't seen your boyfriend. At all.

He doesn't come home anymore, he's either cooped up in his office or out and about searching for clues. Kujo Sara told you that they've gotten a pretty serious case, one that Heizou leaped onto and is determined to solve, no matter what it takes.

Apparently, what it takes is for him to sacrifice all of his time and effort, probably forgetting that he has a life and a relationship outside his work, as well.

You tried to be understanding, even came visiting him in his office a few times with some homecooked meals or snacks. But every time you did that, he barely acknowledged you, barely even touched the meal.

You tried having some small conversations with him, but you either got short, one word answers or nothing at all besides a hum. Eventually, you gave up and just let him be, but it's been a week now since he's taken over the case and there's still no end in sight. And for the past three days, since your last visit to his office, you haven't seen or heard anything of your boyfriend.

So, on the eight day, you decided to try again. You cooked a nice meal for Heizou, packed it up and made your way over to the Tenryou Commission headquarters. Entering the building, you got a few nods as greetings from people who knew you, as you made your way straight to your boyfriends little office.

Arriving there, you took a deep breath before you knocked two times. When no answer came, your heart slowly began to sank. What if he's outside searching for clues again? Still, you decided to peek in regardless, just to be safe.

And sure enough, Heizou was sitting on his desk, multiple files and papers spread out in front of him as he was frantically reading through them.

"Hey babe.", you greeted him with a smile, but there was no reaction. Heizou didn't look at you and he didn't say a word in return. Still, you didn't want to give up just yet.

"I brought you something to eat. Figured you might want a break and something homecooked to eat."

You placed the lunchbox on the furthest outside position on his table that was still free, yet again, the action was not acknowledged by him whatsoever.

Twirling your thumbs, you wait for a few seconds, before you make another attempt at conversing with him. "So.. how's the case going?"

Suddenly, the papers fly to the desk, his hands slamming against the wood and finally, he turns to face you, though his expression looks almost furious. "It would go better if I didn't have such an annoying pest interrupting me all the damn time!"

Shocked at his sudden outburst, you stare at him. "Wow.. you don't have to be so mean about it."

"Apparently I have to, because you just can't take the hint when I don't engage with your stupid attempts at conversation making. Like, can't you see I'm too busy to entertain you right now, (Name)?"

His words stung, like he'd just slapped you in the face with them. Tears began to form, but you refused to show him just how deep his words had hurt you. But you knew that he knew. He saw the hurt in your eyes, and you saw realization flash through him as his words catched up with him.

But you didn't give him time to say anything else. He wanted you gone, so that's what you were giving him. Turning on your heels, you left his office, not bothering to close the door behind you. You could hear the yell of your name coming from Heizou, but you ignored it.

On your way out, you passed Kujo Sara, who gave you a pitying look as you walked past her. You didn't want her pity. You just wanted your boyfriend back, but it seemed like that was out of reach for now.

When you were out on the street again, you didn't know what you should do now. Going home wasn't an option, there were too many things that would remind you of Heizou back there, and you didn't want to think about him right now.

The beach... a while ago, you found a beautiful, kinda secluded spot by the beach. You decided to go there for now, maybe it would help freshen up your mind and how to move on from here on out.

The waters were mesmerizing today. The waves were calm and the sun was reflecting off the surface. You sat down in the sand and just stared out to the horizon, your thoughts beginning to wander.

You were so deep in thought that you didn't notice the time passing, the sun soon beginning to set, dipping the scenery into a serene red that you only rarely get to see. A shiver ran down your spine, but you didn't care, you didn't want to go back home just yet..

"Here you are!", a voice suddenly cuts through the silence and you flip around, recognizing Heizou who's jogging over to you. However, you decided to pay him no further mind, turning around again and staring right at the horizon again.

You take notice of his presence now next to you, but you still don't say anything. No words are spoken between you two as he sits down next to you and does the same as you, blankly staring at the ocean.

There's no indication that tells you how much time passes like this, just you two sitting next to each other in silence, until Heizou speaks up again.

"I'm sorry. About what I said earlier. I shouldn't have done that."

"..Then why'd you do it?", you question him, no emotion in your voice. He hated to hear you like that.

"I... You just came at a really bad time. And I know that that's not an excuse. Not at all. I was so close to the breakthrough in the case and I just... snapped. Again, that's no excuse and I'm really sorry about that. When I realized what I had done, Sara was coming over to me, no doubt about to lecture me. I just threw my files at here, told here the updates and then chased after you. I thought you would be going home, but when I didn't find you there, I began searching all over the place for you. And I found you here, in the end."

He ends his little monologue with a shy smile, scratching the back of his head. Then, Heizou's expression turned serious again.

"I mean it. I'm sorry I snapped at you like that. You didn't do anything wrong. You were right, honestly. I kinda forgot about you and invested too much time to that case. I'm sorry and I promise I won't let that happen again, ever."

Hearing those words from him, you can't muster more than a small nod as a response. You didn't want to argue anymore with him, you just wanted to spend time with him and feel close to him again. That's all you wanted and needed right now.

So, you slid closer to him and leaned your body against his, your back against his chest. His arms wrapped around you from behind, his head coming down to rest on your shoulder.

Tomorrow, you could talk about this more with him. Right now, you just wanted to enjoy this moment with him.

[missmarveledsblog]

Flumpy ( Jake Seresin x reader) part 15

summary : the news of twins is share and its countdown to when they come , more old faces come to help with new home and flumpy meets her neighbours in well true flumpy fashion ... a groove in the kitchen well has them waiting for the moment they been waiting for ...

warning : goofy fluffy humour , hormones , pregnancy is fast tracked , not proof read soz

previously on flumpy

Picture perfect moment was the only thing she could even remotely call it when she stood holding two pink baby onesies in her hand  .   they instantly said girl as she hinted the plural  wasn’t til jake got bored and told them …

“ i put two buns in that oven” slight fear in his voice as he spoke given the shock still prevalent . 

“ oh OHHH TWINS .. SHE’S HAVING TWINS “. 

“ well done bob you adorable human … i wanna adopt him “ she sighed . 

“ we’re not adopting baby on board “ jake rolled his eyes .

“ stop pouting you can’t adopt a fully grown man even if he reminds you of bob from the minions pretty girl “ rooster patted her cheek . 

“ ok skipping that … twins” nat asked. 

“ yeah shy one in there or trouble i not too sure , hid her little ass behind her sister , i thought my kid had extra arm and head for a moment” she shuddered. “ ohhh “ her eyes widened as she held her stomach .

“ is the babies … her sit down .. call a doctor or hospital “ jake lead her to the stool as rest panicked.  “ darling what is it speak to me “ . 

“ we’re gonna need a bigger house “ she smiled up brightly as they all stopped. 

Saturdays were usually beach days  this saturday was driving around looking at bigger houses .  she had it written down a checklist of what their dream home would look like and honestly after she scared the shit out of him and took breather well it was a better step .  they would be crowded in the house and rooster was still going to be living with them plus more rooms when guest stayed  , for peanut and he knew future rescues he was still waiting for the day she’d come home with a box of ducks it hasn’t happened yet but he was waiting for it .  most of the house felt off , they didn’t scream home   til this one it wasn’t too far from base nor beach or hard deck . it had big spacious  back  garden  and she was smiling whole time .  a basement the two men  already swapping ideas to convert into man cave .  perfection  even more when they’re offer was accepted  watching the dagger squad as well as her dad and beau simpson started moving things.  Anytime she even so much as look at box it was taking up away from her .    she watched as they moved around  ready to slip out the door to see a new neighbor and a reason to see it was too good to be true .

“ welcome to the neighborho… y/n “ 

“ michelle” she groaned. 

“ you live here?” her face scrunched up . 

“ jake we’re moving again “ she called back . 

“ not happening flumpy dear” he chuckled  til he saw the demon woman standing at the door. “ i have the realtors number”he chuckled awkwardly. 

“ bye have a good day , tell annabeth we say hello” she called closing the door . 

“ hey i wanted to say hello to our new neighbor “ rooster  ran up . 

“ you really don't “ they both said heading back into the house . 

“ oh oh we need food i can least do that right “ she called pulling out her phone . 

“ who’s our neighbor?” rooster asked confused. 

It seemed having the navy set up house was both proficient , getting the navy to set up a nursery well other story completely . she was aloud paint as far as she could reach  while she grumbled  “ i’m not going to break the damn ladder” along the way.  7 months and three weeks pregnant it was getting more real , the house was coming together and  peanut was thriving ,   jake was home and she was supported by a bigger family she ever thought she would have .  it was all so magical and amazing she had all of this . 

“ baby are you crying?”  jake put down the screw . 

“Again” javy muttered. 

“ i’m just happy this time or mental  but i never thought i would have all this “ she sniffled. 

“ it is a nice house” fanboy agreed. 

“ not the house idiot all of you even luke “ she cried . 

“ i think she happy to have us as family and friends “ rooster smiled kissing her head. 

“ we love you too kiddo” beau smiled. 

“Shit she made simpson soft” payback whispered . 

The dinging of her door as she looked around the room  wondering who else it could be then dreaded thought of michelle and annabeth coming to take jake from her set in .  but what she wasn’t expecting was . 

“ hey princess “  the man smiled. 

“ uncle ron , solomon  , bernie” she gasp  before breaking into more tears alerting the others to the front door . 

“Slider , warlock , hondo  good to see you guys “ pete hugged the men . 

“ well anything for this one “ slider smiled hugging her to his side. 

 “ shit you are like part of top gun royalty “ jake smiled in awe. 

“ so your the one that knocked up my niece huh?” he stood a little taller . 

“ at ease  we’re here to help not scare him”  the voice called as sarah kazansky  pushed her way in. “ hey baby girl” she smiled hugging her tightly . 

“ you got uncle ron here” y/n sniffled . 

“ well he wanted to meet the S.O.B that got his baby pregnant “  sarah laughed as jake gulped . 

“ but we told him what great young man  he is “ warlock chuckled. 

“ i swear he did this to mav back in the day too” hondo whispered. 

“ well he was my husbands  well husband “ sarah rolled her eyes . 

“ we were never together “ pete spoke up . 

“ the eyes  they never lie…. Look all my family is here , except penny where is that woman “ she stood  looking around . 

“ getting you naco’s like you asked “ nat snorted .

 “ ah she’s good for you “ she patted her father on his cheek as she showed her new arrivals the new house still crying along the way but they sort of could understand her. 

“ your screwed if you ever hurt that girl you know that right ?” javy turned to jake. 

“ i ain’t gonna hurt her…. But yeah i’m fucked “ he winced . 

Sitting around her dinning table as they  all share stories of good ole day , the warming feeling of the people she loved most all in one space  , ruby and penny showing their faces not long after basically  top guns hall of fame sitting this was what life was for all this love in one room  and even though few couldn’t be there well they were there in away in spirit and stories .   jake could see the happiness radiating off of her  , how relaxed and peaceful she was basking in the glow of the past and how he couldn’t wait for their new future as scary and daunting it would be he was ready whatever was thrown their way as long as they were happy he was happy. 

8 months pregnant on twins not easy as she felt her soul literally being sucked out of her body and now with her maternity leave starting  honestly she wanted to pop em out so she had something to do .  she and peanut got to chill for bit  as she waved jake and roo off slightly sad to be home alone . she got to sitting on the porch as peanut enjoyed the fence yard  she couldn’t help picture the girls playing with the pup . what she didn’t like was coming out to greet bradley and jake standing with the toned up giggling barbie who she could only  known who and why she was there.  Huffing and she waddle down the path. 

“ hey my handsome men “ she cooed as the woman shot a glare. 

“ hey baby how are you” jake smiled brightly honestly waiting for anything to get him away from the girl . 

“ oh is this your little sister?” the woman chided. 

“ you must be annabitch.. Beth “ y/n smiled. 

“ this is my beautiful girl i was telling you about” jake held her close. 

“ oh your y/n my moms told me all about you “ she rolled her eyes. 

“ yeah sure she did , can we help you ?” y/n tapped her foot . 

“ you even old enough to have kid? “ she scoffed .

“ i mean gotta trap em one way keep your sugar daddy around “ she winked . 

“ she thinks she funny” jake rolled his eyes 

“ i think she is “ rooster snorted. 

“ when you need real woman not a little girl  call me “ the woman smiled sweetly . 

“ and when i need dollar store extensions  i call you bye annabitch have good day sit in a microwave   “ y/n waved  before jake led her away. “ little girl?” “ she growled waddling back up the path. 

“ big girl  very big … not in width  though so skinny” rooster called as she glared at the man . 

“ my beautiful woman huh  she  jealous cause your so radiant and gorgeous “ he cooed  kissing her cheek. 

“ i bet michelle sent her trying to have her own barbie and ken to show off to stupid friends “ she mocked the womans voice as they walked into  house .  

8 month  2 weeks pregnant she wanted it over , she was done  ready throw into the towel missing bending and seeing her feet. She waddles around the kitchen making more food singing along to her  playlist telling the two men she could make breakfast .  swaying along it really was a show with their meal.

“ looking like a chef i’m a five star michelin  .. get it cause im cooking . …oh shit the felix effect is strong” she gasped holding onto the counter  as their eyes all looked to the floor . 

“ darling ..” 

“ pretty girl was that ?” 

“ my water breaking yes “ she stood leg opened as she looked up at too men . “ this time we can go the hospital “ she winced . 

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[specific-dreamer]

can u elaborate more on pony being darrys little “shadow” like all the cute/irritating things he would do that would annoy darry but also just funny to the rest of the fam

edit: i thought i posted this way back when soz it too so long omfg soz it took so long to answer you, i’ve been thinking v hard on this and most of these might be ooc since i haven’t read the book in like a month

when i say shadow, pony tried to do literally everything darry did

i mentioned already younger pony doing darry’s workouts. like darry’s in the gym doing pull-ups? so’s pony, darry just gave him bands to assist him (pony only uses them when darry looks, he has dangled from the bar multiple times).

darry’s doing a farmers walk around the room while carring 35lb dumbbells? well, darry tried giving him 10lbs but pony’s face got all red and darry knew if he didn’t do something pony would cause a scene

(they went back home that evening with ponyboy crying and whining about how his arms hurt and felt like limp noodles)

not much of a shadow but

pony hated listening to his parents. mrs c: “pony grab your coat it’s gonna be cold”

pony: “no i won’t get cold”

darry: “pony go get my jacket i’m cold”

pony comes back with both him and darry’s jacket because “what if i get cold too ?”

in middle school, when darry first started doing jv football, he had the meanest coach ever. his coach didn’t want anybody on the field that wasn’t actively on the team and darry tried explaining that to pony one night but at this point ponyboy was at the peak of his shadowing (probably 6-8 yrs old to darry’s 12-14).

he took darry’s helmet and when asked why he said “i’m going to football practice”

at 14 darry was a peak middle school boy, he ate a lot and fast as hell at that. but when he ate at home he had to eat slowly because pony always tried to match pace with him. like if darry ate two bites in a row before chewing, so’s pony. if darry got an extra helping of green beans, ponyboys gonna make a face but he’s gonna get an extra helping too.

(subconsciously, i think pony still tries to match darry’s pacing when the eat. like darry’s done growing now, he’s 20 so eats a lot slower than he use to as a kid, and when pony catches himself matching pace he can’t help but notice that darry eats like a sloth in comparison to him)

ponyboy learned how to “read” when he was a toddler, like 2 or 3 because he saw darry reading and wanted to read too (ofc he didn’t actually know how to read but he knew when to turn the pages and he could read goodnight moon and that was good enough for him)

pony tried doing football once because he saw how much fun darry had playing and he figured if he played too then darry would have no choice but to hang out with him more

he made the team somehow but he quit before the first practice because he didn’t like how far he’d be thrown whenever he got tackled (middle school pony is skin and bones, 70lbs wet, he’s flying when he gets tackled)

he also did not like the feeling of the wind being knocked out of him everytime either

lowkey this is when the decline of his shadowing starts, the poor baby

[biisexualemma]

sneak (one step forward pt.2). rafe cameron

word count: 2.1k

warnings: one swear word i think lol

requested: by me again soz

plot: rafe takes you home after a long night

a/n: who has watched the new season? 😗

part 1 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6

the car journey was mostly quiet, you rested your head, eyes heavy as the hum of the car nearly lulled you to sleep. that was until you crossed the bridge over into the cut and rafe cleared his throat, catching your attention, your eyes cracking open again to look over at him. his sharp jawline accentuated from this angle despite the lack of light.

"so where'd you live?" he enquired, thinking he should probably know where he was dropping you off, instead of just driving around all night.

"just drop me at john b's," you didn't much feel like going home right now, crashing at john b's felt like the better option.

you watched rafe glance over at you for a split second, eyebrows pinching together very slightly. "it's ok if it's far, i don't mind. i said i'd take you home," he said sharply, his shoulders straightening out a little.

you shook your head, with a small sigh, "john b's is fine, i don't really feel like going home."

"but they're all at the bonfire, john b's is deserted."

"so?" you were getting a little impatient with all of his questions.

"so i don't think you should be alone right now," he said it without thinking.

you said with a slight yawn, "i'll be fine."

he shook his head slightly, his jaw clenched down as he battled with himself on what to do. he didn't like the idea of leaving you alone but he didn't know exactly what else to do with you. in a split second decision, he pulled into the next run in, glancing over his shoulder as he reversed, taking his car back in the direction they came.

"rafe," you said with caution, alarm bells were ringing. you sat up straight now, putting your hand over where his sat on the gear stick. "what're you doing?"

"i'm taking you home," he said shortly.

"you're going the wrong way--" you spoke with slight panic.

"my home," he clarified.

"rafe--"

"stop saying my name like that, jesus," he snapped a little, rolling his eyes. "you've been to my house a thousand times with sarah, how is this any different?" he was losing his patience with you. you didn't seem to have any concern for your own safety, and that's all he was doing.

"i really don't want to argue with you again so can you just turn around please?" your hand moved up from his and onto his forearm. rafe thought that if he clenched his jaw down any tighter he might crack a tooth.

"then don't argue, we'll be there in no time. just go back to sleep, ok?" your hand slipped from his arm and you curled back into yourself.

"you have a reputation, rafe," you mumbled after a few minutes sitting in silence. you had caught his attention, he glanced over at you for a second out the corner of his eye. you tucked your hair behind your ear, your cheeks still flushed, eyes heavy, arms crossed over yourself.

"do i?" he spoke nonchalantly.

"don't act like you don't know," rafe sighed at your accusatory tone. he was getting sick of you attacking him when all he'd done tonight was help you.

"no, i don't know, y/n," he rolled his eyes. "mainly because i don't care," he glanced at you, you would hardly look at him. "why would i care what you and your little pogue friends think of me? you don't fucking know me."

he pulled into the drive leading up to tanyhill, and when he pulled up outside you both sat in silence for a minute.

"i haven't got any bad intentions despite what you think of me," he spoke softer now, he was just as tired as you were now. "i was just trying to help you out."

"why?" you were looking over at him now, glancing him up and down. he used the palm of his hand to flatten his hair down, before his eyes moved away from the dashboard and over to you.

"i already told you," he said halfheartedly.

"well, i didn't believe you," his eyes were boring into yours, wide and unpredictable, you couldn't make out what he was thinking.

"i was just trying to do the right thing," you eyelids fluttered with tire, listening to his voice that was soft and slow now. "you're not like the rest of them."

"i am exactly like them, rafe, don't kid yourself."

"you're not," he shook his head. he pulled his eyes away from yours, leaving the car and leaving you alone until he appeared outside the passenger door, opening it up for you. he held out his hand for you to take but you didn't, you climbed out the car and walked past him. he rolled his eyes before leading you up to the house.

never could you have predicted that this was how you'd be spending your night. it was still pretty early, the lights still on in the house.

"shit," he muttered under his breath when he peered through the glass of the door. you went to see for yourself but rafe panicked, quickly wrapping his arm around you and yanking you backwards so you were behind him. "they'll see you, come on," he nodded his head in the opposite direction, grabbing your hand without thinking and pulling you along with him.

you couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, he didn't want his family to see him coming home with you, no matter how innocent it was.

"this way," he nudged you in front of him, in through the back door where the lights were off. you wandered in, struggling to see what was around you in the dark when rafe grabbed your hand again and pulled you along with him through several different rooms very carefully avoiding his family.

before you knew it you were up the stairs and you were trailing behind him down the hall to his bedroom. all the times you'd been in this house, you'd never once seen what was behind his door.

"rafe?" your head snapped around to behind you where the small voice had come from. wheezie. "y/n?" her eyes widened when you turned and she saw your face, eyes flickering between you and where rafe was still holding your hand. her mouth fell open a little.

you snatched your hand away from his, awkwardly holding yourself and giving wheezie a quick wave, unsure what else to do with yourself.

"what the fu—" her words were quickly cut short as rafe ran over to her, his hand clamping around her mouth in an effort to get her to shut up.

"watch your mouth— and keep it down," he warned, his eyes just as wide as hers, and for the first time you saw some similarity in them. "ew, wheeze," he pulled his hand off her mouth, his face screwing up in disgust as he wiped his hand down on his pants where you'd assumed she'd licked his hand.

"what the hell are you doing with her?" she'd lowered her voice, glancing behind rafe and over at you.

"she just needed a place to crash," he shrugged but she didn't look like she believed him. she knew more than she let on despite what her family thought.

she frowned at her brother, before looking at you again. you moved closer to her, eyes pleading with her. "wheezie," rafe's head snapped round to you when you spoke to his sister. "please, please don't mention this to sarah, ok?" you were begging her, rafe eyed you up and down.

"why would i do that?" she eyed you both up sceptically.

you went to speak again but rafe cut you off. "if you keep your mouth shut about this i'll drive you anywhere you want for a week," he looked a little annoyed as he said it but it seemed to peak her interest.

she hummed. "a month—"

"wheeze—" he groaned.

"a month or i'll call for dad right now," rafe rolled his eyes. if there was any doubt that she was a cameron, it was gone now.

he huffed, holding out his hand for her to shake which she quickly latched onto. "fine, deal. now go back to bed and i don't want to hear from you again tonight, alright?"

she traced her fingers across her lips, pretending to lock them with a key and throw it away. you couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as she turned back to her room.

"c'mon," he mumbled, heading back down the hall to his room. you followed behind him after hesitating for a moment.

you didn't know what you were expecting to find in rafe's room, but it felt fairly normal. you were careful as you closed the door behind you, watching as he picked up a couple things and moved them around, but mostly it was very clean.

"here," he held out a t-shirt and some shorts for you to change into, placing them in your arms when you held them out. "you can take the bed, i'm gonna go find some blankets."

you were in a bit of a daze, snapping out when rafe closed the door behind himself and you were left alone. you quickly pulled off the dress you'd been wearing and threw on the clothes he'd leant to you. they were slightly too big but you figured you'd only be sleeping in them so it was fine.

you sat yourself on the edge of his bed, crossing your legs over as your eyes started drooping closed. you jolted out of your daze again when there was a soft knock on the door.

"safe to come in?" you recognised his voice.

"yeah," you mumbled back and he poked his head around the door, with his hands full of blankets and cushions. he hesitated a little when he saw you sitting there in his clothes. he had to pry his eyes away and start making up his bed on the floor.

"go to sleep, you're tired," you just nodded, climbing under his sheets and moving around until you were comfy.

after a while he flicked the lights off and you lay there in silence mulling over everything that happened that night.

"how you feelin'?" he mumbled almost quiet enough that you didn't hear it.

"ok," you muttered, rolling onto your side where you could just make out the shadow where he was lying below you. "you?"

he just hummed in response, leaving the silence to take over again but your mind was wandering again.

"you and wheezie are pretty close, hm?" you voice was quiet, hesitant to ask him about his family. he didn't answer straight away which made you think you'd overstepped.

"she's my little sister," he mumbled after a while.

"yeah," you hummed, your mind was ticking even though you were tired. "but you're not like that with sarah," you added curiously.

"it's different."

"because sarah's the favourite?" you saw his head swivel towards you even though it was still dark. you couldn't see his eyes or his expression but you felt like maybe you'd said the wrong thing. "sorry," you muttered afterwards. "it was just an observation, i don't know," you backtracked.

he was quiet, "sarah has always been the golden child. wheeze and i are an afterthought."

you hummed, listening to every word he spoke carefully. it was interesting to see into his mind, know what he was thinking for once. "that's kind of a shitty way to treat your kids."

rafe let out a quiet humph, a small smile creeping onto his lips even though you couldn't see it. "yeah, well my dad can be a pretty shitty person when it suits him."

your eyebrows came together in a soft frown, sneaking your arm under you head as you listened intently. ward was a pretty respectable person in kildare, so to hear one of his kids talk about him like this was new. even if you always had a sneaky feeling that he was a little too nice.

"well, that's his problem," you mumbled, eyes drifting shut the longer you forced them to stay open. "if he can't see what's right in front of him."

your words were a little slurred which rafe had noticed. he sighed. "yeah, well, you should get some sleep," he offered. you only responded with a soft, noise of acknowledgement. "goodnight," he mumbled.

"g'night, rafe," you murmured, half asleep at this point, your words barely intelligible. "thanks," you sighed, rolling over so your back was facing him now. your mind still ticking over but the exhaustion from the rest of your body taking over.

he was quiet for a moment before he answered, when he was convinced you were asleep or at least too tired to care, "anytime."

you went to sleep that night confused and far too in your head about rafe cameron, unsure how you could wake up the next day and go back to normal.

[sugarsnappeases]

snippet game!!

thank you to both halves of everyone’s second fave dynamic duo (first fave is jen and i obvs) @velanavis and @sixlane for the tags MWAH LOVE U GUYS

rules: if you get tagged, reblog with roughly 100 words of a WIP. no explanation, just the snippet

“I’m twenty.”

Those fucking teeth again. She wants to pull them from his mouth, one by one with her bare hands. Maybe that would stop him talking too.

“That’s sexy, I love an older woman,” is his oh so delightful response. And that’s why she didn’t want to tell him, she knew he’d make it weird. He could probably make anything weird.

She squints at him across the table though, because, although she knows he’s probably just being odd and, although she’d assumed, from the tattoos that she’d caught glimpses of, that he was around her age, there is always the chance that he’s actually like… fifteen. In which case, she thinks she might feel a bit bad for fantasising about his death. Barty smiles placidly back at her.

“How old are you?” She finally decides to ask, when the silence has stretched and she’s still just looking at him.

His grin becomes Chesire-adjacent, “I’m nineteen, sweetheart, so don’t worry, all this-“ he lifts a hand to point a finger between the two of them, “- is perfectly legal.”

“What?” she frowns.

“I’m just saying - I’m a legal adult, it’s okay if you have a crush on me.”

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[a-large-orange-cat]

Ok ok ok

So like I am absolutely obsessed with I'm pretty sure you call it your blackbird au (the fic: hand in unlovable hand) and like omg its brilliant. So like genuinely I need to ask if your making any more cause like you said in a few of your posts you would but also it's been two years so I'm not sure if you discontinued it or something and I'm so sorry if you already made a post about this I just found out about this and it's just that

So I absolutely love these fics so much. From villain Tim, to one of my classics of the villain making the main character their successor, even better when that successor doesn't want to be. The insanely smart Tim orchestrating everything, the way he changes and shapes under sionis's hand which you never see how much till the second fic even though the clues are there the forshadowing is insane. Just what he's gon through and how well you wright him is insane. It's brilliant. And the second fic. Oh my god it just gets better. If the first fic was one of the best fics I've ever read then this is the perfect addition. I adore the trope of Jason helping Tim in an angry but kinda desperate (I don't know if that's the right word soz) like desperate because they have been through simaler things and he's the only one who can help and also he's been through so much but angry because Tim can't see how much he's gone through and angry at what he's been out through and angry at how Tim acts and honesty I don't think I can put it in to words but I think you can understand. And just, honestly you got right one of my favorite but hardest tropes. Cause like so I absolutely love the way he's like omg he could be evil like he's so sketch like red flag except it's just cause of their trauma, but I despise when they make it like some big thing where they hate the mc over it cause like I can't handle that but you did it so perfectly I genuinely don't think I've ever seen someone write it this good. Like how Jason is like this is sketch but I'ma help him anyways. Just it's just brilliant. This has so many of my favorite things wrote so perfectly and genuinely.

So I need to ask and I'm sorry if you've stated it before but I beg you continue this or at least if you are not can I at least get confirmation cause it's been like two years since the last so I have to know sorry if this ask is a bit much

hiii!! I'm so glad you enjoyed it! I love this version of Tim—he's broken and unbreakable, amoral and determined to do good! a series of contradictions desperately pretending they're a cohesive unit. and Jason is angry and kind, reckless and careful, contradictions that don't care they're contradictions. Jason's experiences make him aggressive and brash, and Tim's make him quiet and deliberate, and that makes them awful together in the best way to watch ❤

as for the continuation, yes, it's evil of me to say but this is on indefinite hiatus. which isn't to say it won't get done! (my beta has laughed at me multiple times for saying I'm done with Tim and the inspiration is over, and then 4 months later pitching her another idea)

simply put, I am awful at writing when people expect me to write, and especially if they expect me to write something good. it's been long enough that I'm enjoying playing in my sandbox with my beta again, and the 'indefinite' part is simply whether or not I'll write down a finished version to share with the internet!

thank you for the love and I hope you find many other stories to enjoy as much as this one!

[malinaa]

2023 WRITING REVIEW

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number of stories posted to ao3: 34 ±1 bc i updated a fic from a while back <3

word counted posted for last year: 90k... a feat (i wrote more but it was ofic so add like maybe 10k to that)

fandoms i wrote for: alex stern series, merlin, house md, pjo, spidey, hunger games, doctor who, & the grisha trilogy

pairings: merthur / arwen / mergwenthur / mergana, darlingstern, hilson, percabeth, petermj, everlark, tenrose, malina

stories with the most KUDOS: jealousy, jealousy (house md) with 522 <3 BOOKMARKS: except my life (merlin) with 137 <3 COMMENT THREADS: rip current (pjo) with 38 <3 *technically the answer to all of these is tested with torment but that's a fic i updated so i don't reallyyyyyy count it

work i'm most proud of (and why): thread of gold (arwen, bbc merlin) because i don't exactly post 2nd person fic and tbh most people HATEEEEE 2nd person fic AND i got people to enjoy it. HA!

work i'm least proud of (and why): coffee drinker (gen fic, bbc merlin) because it was just a promptfic and i didn't even really feel like posting it but i wrote it so i might as well yk?

share or describe a favorite review you received: any review that quotes a line but this one from judas kiss (arwen, bbc merlin)...

THIS. IS. WONDERFUL ❤️❤️❤️ *creates bookmark with gusto* I LOVE that you dug into what it might have been like for Gwen while she was under that enchantment! It was so creative to have her past memories blurring with glimpses of the present during the enchantment. I *felt* her disorientation, and it *hurt*. I felt so bad for Gwen all over again! 😭😭😭 That aspect of this story could have been a fantastic standalone one-shot in its own right, but noooo, you raised the bar and KEPT GOING and made it even better!!! I love that you showed Gwen and Merlin staying friends after Gwen becomes queen, and I love how she confides in him and how he immediately drops everything to go look for the offending piece of jewelry. The bit about Arthur’s incredulity at Merlin’s method of testing the enchantment was a great dash of humor, and I love that you fleshed out the concept of the enchantment to be something the others could experience so that they could truly *know* that Gwen had been innocent. And don’t even get me started on how much I love Arthur’s “Forgive me.” I love how he doesn’t think twice about humbling himself in front of everyone because his focus is solely on Gwen, consumed by the urgency of doing the right, honorable, and loving thing in that moment. You write Arthur and Gwen’s relationship so beautifully. 💕 Well done; I hate you (/affectionate) for all these feels. 🥰🫂👏

a time when writing was really, really hard: august through october... idek why i was literally in agony not writing

a scene or character you wrote that surprised you: writing jj in spider-man: homewrecker because i've NEVER written him before (in my memory) and i was like. Hello .

a favorite excerpt of your writing: cannae lie i have a few favs so... killing is a love language (mergana, bbc merlin) Heartbreak snakes up his throat, constricting him at the sight of her. Morgana’s beauty is incontestable even like this, but her hatred wore her down to her bones. Gone were the full cheeks and rosy lips, the perfectly combed hair, the wardrobe that would put princesses to shame. Now, her face is sunken in, her hair a curled storm, her dress is merely black rags at this point. thread of gold (arwen, bbc merlin) Your father’s presence is larger than life. Larger than love. It looms. It casts shadows long enough to hide every hope and dream you’ve ever had for yourself. the boy and the girl (malina, the grisha trilogy) Memory fractures into shards. Real or not real? There’s Mal in the meadow. Mal buried beneath the hanging tree. Mal cold in her palms. There’s a sky darker than night. Her hands bloodied. A knife lodged in his heart. Her knife. His blood. Her fault. She killed him. She loves him. Her fault. Rest her head on his still chest. Her fault. No heartbeat. Her fault. No warmth. Cold light spilling from her palms. She killed him. The Saint’s only true worshipper martyred.

how did you grow as a writer last year: my hopes from last year was that i finally finish a multichap fic.... 😭 does a short 3-shot count. besides that i wrote more consistently and i'm finally Used to my writing style. i think.

how do you hope to grow this year: hell if i know if i could write something longer than 20k that'd be great 😭😭😭😭

who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer, beta, cheerleader, etc.): the board.... @rosesau / @bipercabeth / @stellwood fnh...... i'd tag katie but she absconded from tumblr smh. anyway hi freaks n geeks

anything from your real life show up in your writing last year: oh i don't even know. nothing ig

any new wisdom you can share with other writers: bro idek the more i write the more writing becomes fundamentally so hard to talk about ... sorreeee

any projects you're looking to starting (or finishing) this year: IF I DON'T FUCKING MAKE PROGRESS ON MY PLAY I WILL BASH MY HEAD INTO A WALL. THIS CAN'T KEEP HAPPENING. ATLAS AND VIVIAN YOU WILL BE WRITTEN ON THE PAGE INSHALLAH

[the-sappho-of-lesbos]

Hey about the whole girlfriend's mum situ; I would trust your girlfriend about her mum, just thought I'd get that out of the way lmao

And about all the guilt.... Your girlfriend didn't choose you because you were the next best thing she could get. She chose to date you because she loves you, I doubt she would want a carbon copy of her ex, and you are not responsible for how your girlfriend's mother treated someone before they even knew you. It can be difficult to be treated differently from other people, no matter the difference, take the blessing of her mum not being a pain for now and try and focus on more important things that you can control.

I'm sure your girlfriend wouldn't mind easing some of the worries that you're having, even if they feel stupid or insignificant, if my girlfriend was stressed I would love the chance to help in any way.

Soz if this is a bit rambly its late but I wanted to message you before I went to sleep, us sapphic girlies gotta help each other out ya know? Anyway, goodnight, I hope you sleep well 🤍

Oh no for I 100% trust her about her mum. Her mum has done some pretty bad things. I think part of the reason I was relieved is because my gf went no contact with her mum for a few years and they have been rebuilding their relationship. I was worried if her mum said something bad to me that could put a damper on things and I didn’t want that.

And thank you for your kind and wise words. It’s almost 1 am here and my gf has work so I’ll leave the conversation for later but I think talking to her would be good. She already knows about my insecurities over her ex and how I’m always worried I’ve like stolen their love or something even though they were broken up when I first became friends with my gf.

I think it’s just one of those things where I hear about what they went through as a couple and I keep thinking if circumstances had been different they could have been really happy together , and since I love my gf so much it makes me sad she can’t have that with her.

It’s just a bit mess on my part honestly I have a bad habit of getting in my head over things and blaming myself for things that I know logically I couldn’t have any impact over but emotionally my brain still registers it as my fault.

But thank you again really. I hope you have a wonderful night !! ♥️♥️

[notroosterbradshaw]

Today I am [redacted] years old. It is a big birthday, it’s a special birthday for me. I’ve done a lot of growing in the last few years but one thing that sadly fell off was my creativity. Until this small, indy flick came out this year. You probably haven’t heard of it... Top Gun: Maverick.

I didn’t think I’d write again. In my last fandom, you’d have to fight for any morsel of support to be a part of it. Brownnose is the right big blog if they deign you interesting enough, they’d give a measly reblog. They were clique-y and frankly... awful so I deleted my blog and quit Tumblr. It wasn’t a big thing, I didn’t miss it. But this film has brought me back to writing... and unfortunately for you guys, I can’t seem to stop. 

But it’s not just the writing that keeps me around. The people in the TG:M fandom are so fucking rad, you guys have no idea how special I see you all. The people, the writing calibre, and the support to writers. Sure, fandom always ebbs and flows, but there are two films to cling to all our hopes and dreams on and that’s hard to keep people’s interest even with Rooster’s slutty waist upon arrival at The Hard Deck. The fics this has launched. 

There have been a number of you that have made this so special to stick around in no particular order (some long-term besties from previous fandoms, ride-or-die moots, some that I follow and simply adore - long list, soz) and I know I’ve missed people, I apologise (you should be hitting follow if you aren’t already!):

@whostheblondegirl​ @gretagerwigsmuse​ @a-reader-and-a-writer @ayorooster @babyrooster @bradshaw-fanclub @bradshawsbaby @bradshawsbitch @bradshawswife @butaneandthebeast @callsign-phoenix @coyotesamachado @currentlybradshaw @daggerspare-standingby @daughter-of-aphrodite @disturbedbeautywrites @double-j @fanboygarcia​ @green-socks​ @halfway-happyyy @heartsofminds​ @imjess-themess​ @jupitercomet​ @mothdruid​ @mxgyver​ @nobody7102​ @not-a-fever-dream​ @princessphilly @purelyfiction​ @rolycolysficrecs @roosterforme​ @shouldershimmycity @sunlightmurdock​ @therebeccaw​ @tongue-like-a-razor​ @top-gun-rooster​ @topguncortez​ @t-rexs​ @welcome-to-writers-haven​ @wildbornsiren @wintercap89 @writercole​ An amazing little community here! 

And a special happy birthday to my December Capricorn darlings, @bobfloydsbabe and @thedroneranger xo

Anywho, my hiatus continues. About to get frocked up, have hubs take me to a fancy hotel, a wonderful dinner, drink lots of champagne and whatever else eventuates. See you in 2023! Cass x