#still gotta update his tag oof

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It might’ve taken two weeks and be messy as hell but my hand is working enough to draw and that’s literally all I care about 🎄❄️✨

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Beskar and Bone

Chapter 5: The Gunslinger

Summary: A lone bounty hunter must make his way through the galaxy as he cares for two children with mysterious powers.

Chapter summary: After the Razor Crest is damaged in flight, Mando and the kids retreat to Tatooine where they find trouble

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, Toro What's-his-face, yuck, PELI, Elaine being cute (If I miss a tag LMK)

Updates on Fridays. If you want to be tagged LMK

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Elaine held on tight to her seat as the Razor Crest flipped and spun, dodging the lasers of a bounty hunter.

"Hand over the children, Mando." The hunter said through the comms. "I might let you live."

Mando spun the ship even more as the kids whimpered.

"I can bring you in warm or I can bring you in cold." The hunter threatened. That was the last straw. Mando turned off the engines for a moment, allowing the hunter to get in front of them.

"That's my line." Was all Mando said as he fired, blowing the hunter's ship up in the process. But they weren't safe yet. Multiple alarms were going off and Mando tried his best to silence them. "Losing fuel." He said flipping switches. The ship powered down abruptly.

"What happened?" Elaine whispered as Mando continued to mess with the controls.

"The ships fuel intake is hit." Mando explained. "I need to power down the engines to reserve fuel. Luckily, Tatooine is close, so we can fix it there."

"That's good." Elaine said. "What's Tatooine like?"

Mando kept his eyes on his work as he explained to her. "It's a desert planet. Lots of sand and dust." He turned the ship back on and proceeded to Tatooine.

"Are there Jawas here, too?" Elaine asked as they landed in a landing bay.

"Yes. Hopefully we don't run into any." Mando said feeling exasperated. He lowered the ramp and, after he made sure the kids wouldn't follow him, walked out. He was met by pit droids, which he shot at with no hesitation.

"Hey!" A woman with wirey hair ran out of the building. "You damage one of my droids, you'll pay for it."

"Just keep them away from my ship." Mando ordered.

"Yeah? You think that's a good idea, do ya?" The woman snarked before looking at the Crest. "Let's look at your ship. Oof! Look at that. Ugh, you got a lot of carbon scorin' building on top. Yeah. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were in a shootout. Special tool for that one. I'm gonna have to rotate that. You got a fuel leak. Look at that, this is a mess. How'd you even land? That's gotta set you back."

"I've got 500 Imperial Credits." Mando said after she finished her analysis. He knew it wasn't much, but it was all he had.

The woman gave him an incredulous look. "That's all you got?" She turned to her pit droids. "Well, what do you guys think?" They chattered before she turned back to Mando. "That should at least cover the hangar."

"I'll get you your money." Mando assured her. He was confident that he could use his bounty hunting skills to make some quick cash.

"Hmm. I've heard that before." She said.

Mando walked away. "Just remember..."

The woman waved him off. "Yeah, no droids. I heard ya. You don't have to say it twice. Jeez."

Mando headed into Mos Eisley. He wanted to get back as soon as possible, not wanting to leave the kids alone. He knew that Elaine was smart and could take care of the Child for a little while, but he also knew that she was still 5 and she needed an adult too.

~~~

Elaine was getting bored waiting for Mando. He'd been gone for what seemed hours, and the Child was getting antsy too. They sat in the hull near the weapons cabinet, though neither of them dared to touch any of them. 

The Child was sitting on a box and Elaine was on the floor sitting cross legged with her head in her hand. Suddenly, the Child tried to jump from the box and shrieked as he fell. Acting on instinct, Elaine fell forward and caught him before he hit the floor.

"Be careful!" Elaine told him as she pulled him into her lap. The Child babbled his response. Elaine sighed, but there was a noise outside.

"I'd stay in that ship if I were you." A woman's voice said.

Elaine gasped and held the Child tighter. The sound of footsteps drew nearer and a woman emerged looking just as shocked as Elaine.

"What?" She said.

Elaine stared up at her, scared to breath wrong.

"Let Peli take a good look at you." She said squatting down to their level. Her voice had taken a much more nurturing tone, so Elaine didn't shrink away immediately.

"Did that bounty hunter leave you all alone in this big nasty ship?" Peli asked.

Elaine nodded.

"Come on, let's get you something to eat." Peli picked up Elaine and the Child with ease. (Elaine was small, so it wasn't that hard.) One of the pit droids said something to Peli that Elaine couldn't understand, but Peli responded, "How do I know what they are? Give me a second." She sat them down on a crate. "All right. Now, would you like some food?"

No response. 

"Are you hungry?" 

Elaine nodded slowly, flinching when Peli yelled at her droids, "Okay. Fetch us something to eat. Quick! I don't know... Something with bones in it." She turned back to the kids. "You got a name, kiddo?" She asked the younger of the two, even though she appeared older.

"Elaine." The girl said quietly. She didn't like how loud Peli was, she wanted Mando to come back.

Peli nodded. "And the little guy?"

Elaine shook her head. "I don't know."

"Hmm." Peli picked up the Child and examined him. "Now, here's the plan." She said to them, mostly the Child. "I am going to look after you until the Mandalorian gets back, and then I'm gonna charge him extra for watching you. You see how that works? Yeah, Bright Eyes? We're a team. Mmm-hmm."

Elaine frowned in distaste. Why was Peli making Mando pay more? They didn't need to be watched.

~~~~~~

It was about an hour before Mando returned, and he was not happy with the prospects. He practically had to train a kid to take down one of the most dangerous people in the system. He entered the office he assumed Peli was in since she wasn't working on the Razor Crest. He found her and the Child sleeping in a chair, but Elaine was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey!" Mando said.

Peli shot up. "I'm awake! I'm awake!" The Child stared fussing, but Mando knew he'd be fine.

"Where is she?" Mando asked. At his words, Elaine came out from behind Peli's chair, most likely she'd been sleeping on the floor. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she walked over to Mando and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning against his leg. Mando tensed at her motion, but Elaine didn't seem to notice.

"Oh." Peli moaned as she tried to calm the Child. "It's okay." She looked at Mando. "You woke it up. Do you have any idea how long it took me to get it to sleep?"

"Give him to me." Mando ordered. 

"Not so fast!" Peli said, wide awake. "You can't just leave two children all alone like that. You know, you have an awful lot to learn about raising young ones."

Mando had never thought of it like that. Sure, he was protecting them, but he never actually considered what would happen in the long run. He looked down at the Child in Peli's arms, he was wide awake and observing with his large dark eyes. Mando looked down at Elaine, who was still yawning and practically glued to his side.

"Anyway," Peli said snapping Mando out of his thoughts. "I started the repair on the fuel leak." She led him outside to show him his ship. Elaine let go so she could follow, but she still kept close.

"There you go." Peli said. "I had a couple of setbacks I want to talk to you about. You know, I didn't use any droids, as requested, so it took me a lot longer than I expected. But I figured you were good for the money since you have two extra mouths to feed."

"Thank you." Was all Mando said. She was charging him extra, but she did keep an eye on the kids. Plus, Mando assumed she would charge even more if he complained.

Suddenly, Toro, the kid that "hired" Mando, appeared with two speeder bikes. Peli yelled in surprise and Elaine hid herself behind Mando, his cape draping over her. She didn't like this guy.

"Oh, I guess I was right." Peli said. "You got a job, didn't you?" Her shock faded and she returned to her normal demeanor. "You know, it's costing me a lot to keep these droids even powered up."

Mando walked over to the speeder.

"Hey, Mando, what do you think? Not to shabby, huh?" Toro asked with a cocky smile. That smile faded though when Mando didn't respond. "What's you expect? This ain't Corellia. Ma'am." He nodded to Peli.

Mando looked down at Elaine, who was still glued to his side. "Elaine, I need you to stay here."

She stared up at him with her soul piercing gaze. "Please don't go."

Mando felt his heart throb, but he had to find Fennec and pay Peli. "I'll come back for you, kid. Don't worry."

Elaine let go of him reluctantly, and Mando walked to a speeder and left.

Elaine watched them go until they disappeared into the horizon. She didn't want Mando to leave her. He was the only person that made her feel safe, and she didn't like Toro. Something about him didn't sit well with Elaine.

~~~~~~~

"Whats going on?" Toro asked when Mando stopped his speeder.

"Look. Up ahead." Mando pointed to a trail of banthas.

"Tusken Raiders." Toro spat. "I heard the locals talking about this filth."

"Tuskens think they're the locals." Mando tried his best not to smack the kid in the mouth. He needed to learn respect. "Everyone else is trespassing."

Toro scoffed and Mando had to fight the urge even harder. "Whatever they call themselves, they best keep their distance."

Mando noticed a few Tuskens had snuck up behind them. "Yeah? Why don't you tell them yourself?"

Mando tried not to chuckle as Toro almost had a panic attack. He didn't mind admitting that he enjoyed taking away the kid's new binocs either. After trading those to the Tuskens and gaining safe passage, Mando and Toro rode off to find Fennec Shand.

It wasn't long before they came to a ridge and stopped. Mando dismounted and got low. "Get down." He told Toro.

"What? Oh." Toro got down with Mando. 

"Alright, tell me what you see." Mando instructed. If he was stuck with a newby, he might as well try to teach him some skills for future bounties.

Toro squinted. "Dewback. Looks like the rider is still attached. Is that her? Is that the target?"

"I don't know." Mando got up and started to walk to the dewback. "I'll go. You cover me. Stay down." When he got to the desert beast, it bellowed in fear. "Whoa, whoa." Mando said trying to calm it. He looked and found the rider laying dead on it's back, a fob attached to his side.

"Well, is it her? Is she dead?" Toro asked from the ridge.

"It's another bounty hunter." Mando told him as he looted the body.

"Hey, I hope you don't plan on keeping all that stuff for yourself. Can I at least have that blaster?"

Mando didn't answer as he made his way back up to the ridge, but he saw the tracking for beeping. "Get down!" He told Toro just as he felt an impact on his back.

"Mando!"

Mando got up and got low worth Toro. "What happened?" He asked.

"Sniper bolt. Only an MK-modified rifle could make that shot." Mando said sitting down.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. Hit me in the Beskar, and at that range Beskar held up."

"Wait, I don't wear any Beskar." Toro said, worry shining in his eyes.

Mando shook his head. "Nope."

"Well, so what do we do?"

Mando explained the plan. "I'm gonna rest." He said laying down by his speeder. "You take the first watch. Stay low!" He sighed and sleep soon over took him. Mando had learned over the years how to rest without sleeping, but he still fell asleep for a short while.

~~~~~

"Alright, kiddo." Peli told Elaine. "Bedtime."

Elaine's frowned deepened. She didn't want to go to bed, she wanted to wait for Mando. Peli sighed. "Come on, kid. I know you want him to come back, but he's not gonna be happy if he sees you're still awake."

Elaine huffed and turned to look at the older woman. "When will he be back?"

"I don't know. Probably before the suns rise."

Elaine sighed. "Okay." She walked to the Razor Crest where the Child was already sleeping, when she heard a blaster cock. Peli heard it too. They turned around to see Toro standing there, his blaster aimed at Elaine.

"Stay where you are, and put your hands behind your heads."

~~~~~~

Mando walked into the hangar with his blaster out. He knew Toro had come back and was no doubt looking for the kids.

"Took you long enough, Mando." Toro said. Mando looked and saw him exiting the Razor Crest holding Elaine and Peli at gunpoint, and the Child close to his chest. "Looks like I'm calling the shots now. Huh, partner? Drop your blaster and raise 'em."

Mando did as he said, never taking his eyes of the kids. The Child seemed blissfully unaware of what was happening. But Elaine's eyes were filled with fear. She looked at Mando, silently pleading for him to save them.

"Cuff him." Toro ordered Peli. Nervous, the woman walked over to Mando, who showed her a flash charge discreetly. 

"You're smarter than you look." Peli whispered as Toro continued to monologue.

"Fennec was right." He said. "Brining you in won't just make me a member of the Guild, it'll make me legendary." He chuckled and nudged Elaine harshly. Mando activated the charge. 

Toro fired blindly when the light hit his eyes, but Mando was better and shot him down.

"Stay back." Mando told Peli, who was searching frantically.

"Gotta get them." She picked up the Child who had slipped from a now dead Toro's grasp. Elaine was close by, hiding under the gangplank.

"There you are!" Peli cooed as she held the Child. Elaine rushed over to Mando, throwing her arms around his waist. Mando tensed at her actions and patted her head awkwardly.

"Is he dead?" Elaine asked timidly. She let go of Mando as he examined Toro's body.

"Yes." He grabbed the money sack. He walked over to Peli and took the Child from her, Elaine trailed close behind.

"Be careful with them." Peli said. "So, I take it you didn't get paid?"

Mando gave her the money. "That cover me?"

Peli stared in disbelief at the wallet. "Yeah. Yes, this is gonna cover you."

Mando nodded and walked into his ship with the kids. He sat the Child down on the seat behind him and Elaine took the other seat. 

"Mando?" Elaine asked quietly.

"Yeah, kid?" Mando asked as he prepared the ship for take off.

"Are we safe?"

Mando turned to look at her. He wasn't expecting a question like that. He saw how scared Elaine looked and felt a surge of anger. Not at her, not even at Toro, but at himself. He wasn't doing his part in keeping them safe, and he resent that.

"Elaine," Mando waited for her to look at him. "I will keep you safe as long as I'm alive, understand?"

Seeming satisfied with his answer, Elaine nodded and leaned against her chair, her adrenaline rush ending and pulling her into sleep.

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Tagged by @mauvecardigans and called-out by @macchiatosdumptruck  😘 (I might not have as many WIPs as you but I do still have a number lol). Thank you both of you!

Post your WIP file names (no matter how nondescript or off the wall), let people ask about them, and reply with a snippet or description or other related blabbering!

I’m gonna just start with the one I’ve most recently worked on and work my way down the line:

CK AU of September 12, 2022 (yes, that really is the name of the document and, no, there is no real title yet lmao)-basically a rewrite of CK except it’s set in 2004 and the teens were born in 1996-97, which makes them 12ish. Told from Daniel’s POV. Overall having a lot of fun with this one. It’s hit 14,000 words recently.

Mirror room fic-one-sided Silverusso wherein Terry desires Daniel carnally but cannot attain him so he fucks young men who look similar enough. He has a room of mirrors that he hopes to get Daniel in one day. This has barely been started but I had to get the idea down so it’d leave me alone. (You see one tub surrounded by mirrors and suddenly there are pillows and it’s not a tub area but a sex room. 🙄)

September 10, 2022 CK fic (yes, that is for real the name of the document)-Diverges from season 5, episode 5 in that Terry takes Daniel home with him and decides to fuck with his mind some more by nursing him back to health himself. It’s a little over 3,000 words right now.

The true weakness-another fic that diverges from season 5, episode 5 except this time it’s Kreese kidnapping Daniel while he’s still in recovery. Kreese broke out of prison not long after Tory told him what happened between Daniel and Terry. Why this one is named and the other one isn’t is beyond me. Amanda might get to beat Kreese with a bat.

We’re in this together, kiddo-Post Karate Kid fic. Daniel burns himself on a hot pan and has to recover from that after literally just getting rid of his knee brace. Anyway, while Lucille is updating him on the LaRussos, Daniel asks her about her own family. (Basically finished, just gotta edit it)

Restoration fic aka It’s the circling-Daniel works at a restoration and repairs shop in 1989. Terry and Kreese crop back up because they can’t let him be. Daniel’s life can never be easy in any of my fics, apparently. I just loved the idea of Daniel restoring old stuff. Like, have y’all ever seen somebody restore an old register to make it look brand new? Well, this is the video that inspired this fic. Well, actually, there’s two versions of this fic but this is the one I love more.

When the world shook-Daniel experiences his first earthquake with Mr. Miyagi. He was recovering from being sick when the earthquake wakes him up. This one’s about 50% done since it’s just supposed to be a one shot.

Golden himbos fic aka Sunshine on my shoulders-Johnny gets a kitten and a new neighbor. I’ve talked about this one before and I love this story. Very slowly working on it, though. According to my file manager, I last touched this fic on August 28th. Oof.

Tagging: my mind went completely blank so, if you are reading this and haven’t been tagged, knock yourself out! Say I tagged you if you want! XD

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emo-richie-trashmouth-tozier > mikey-is-punk > h0p3ful-b33tl3

hi, i'm michael!! i also go by sydney or toby. my pronouns are it/they (they constantly change so feel free to ask). i love horror and cartoons.

here is a list of movies/tv shows/video games i love:

♥it (the miniseries and both movies)

•stranger things

•i am not okay with this

♥adventure time (2010-2018, distant lands, fionna and cake)

•beetlejuice (1988)

•heathers (1989)

•paranorman

•coraline

•the goldfinch

•moonrise kingdom

♥sally face

•fran bow

•little misfortune

•what we do in the shadows

♥buzzfeed unsolved (supernatural, true crime)

♥watcher (puppet history, are you scared?, ghost files, mystery files, too many spirits, survival mode)

♥smiling friends

•but i’m a cheerleader

•the addams family (1964, 1991, addams family values, wednesday)

•over the garden wall

•the last of us

•bee and puppycat

•animal crossing

•buffy the vampire slayer (movie, show, comics, angel)

⭑daria (tv show)

•the amazing digital circus

⭑saw (2004, 0.5, II)

⭑scott pilgrim franchise (books, movie, anime)

♥garfield (books)

⭑moral orel

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⭑ = movies/tv shows/video games i love that i am currently watching/playing

♥ = movies/tv shows/video games i'm hyperfixated on

• = movies/tv shows/video games i love but don't post about as much

ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ

likes: animals (specifically cats, rats, beetles, wombats, toads, bats, most aquatic animals), pizza, art, horror, cartoons, thrifting, raspberries, clowns, furbies, plushies, shopping (favourite stores are hot topic and small thrift stores), weezer, crystals, hello kitty and her friends, mushrooms, comic books, drawing, my headphones, bubble tea, my chemical romance, mangos, collecting pins, mitski, tv girl, alex g, garfield, mangos, bugs, teeth, ethical taxidermy, perler beads, nyan cat, aliens, snoopy, my pets (3 cats, 1 rat)

hates: bigots, people talking to me when i have headphones on, spiders, certain sounds (chewing, scratching)

DO NOT INTERACT if you are on this list (if you are racist, homophobic, transphobic, sexist, xenophobic, ableist, fatphobic or anti-semitic. you are the scum of the earth if you are any of those things and you need to get the fuck off my blog). dni if you’re pro-life (go fuck youself). also nsfw blogs dni.

discord: mikey_likes_bugs

instagram: bug_bl1ss

here’s my pronouns.page

here's a picrew in case you're wondering what i look like:

current favourite song(s): gotta be updated

two of my favourite poems:

“You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is looking at the ground. But god, just notice you’re both looking at the sky.” -lostcap, tumblr

“How poetic, the power of the heart, to continue it’s beating on the nights that we wish it would stop.” -Faraway, Sad Birds Still Sing

tags: “my art” is art that i made, “fav” is my favourite posts, "art" is art that isn't fanart, fanart is tagged by what fandom it's in

here’s two masterlists if you’re having a bad day (1 & 2)

here’s two masterlists if you’re feeling suicidal (hotlines & 146 things to do beside self-harm)

neurodivergent and mentally ill (please be kind)

(dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more, @grungenglam, @violetbudd, @magicalboything)

oof ok i'm done sorry that was so long

anyway i hope you're having a good day!! :o)

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First-Ever DTIYS Challenge: “Keep Singing, You Poor Unfortunate Soul!”

Yes, I got inspired by The Little Mermaid last minute. Err… Last night, but point still stands. Would’ve gone simpler but I had time to kill. So um

I hope this isn’t a hard Draw This in Your Style. Oof.

Anyway, here’s the rules. Well, nah, more like guidelines for obvious reasons.

1. You gotta pull off that Ariel’s Voice Getting Stolen vibes somehow. Do the creepy wisp hand thing reaching out, pull off the throat glowing part a lot better, etc. Whatever you can do, do it! Get creative! :D

2. I’ve done my William Afton for Ariel here (why he’s not Glitchtrap is a long, pre-SB-theory-inspired story), but you can do your own versions of the Purple Villain. If you do not have one or don’t want to, you can do any of the Springtrap variants. In before someone chooses Scraptrap because this sort of thing could fix his appearance…

2.5. If you just want to draw my William in your own style, that’s cool too. Just reply below and I’ll post a reference sheet of the outfit used on here. I’ll try to tag you so you can see.

3. The background is optional. I just added Old Man Consequences-type trees to fill in the space.

4. You can use the poses here, buuuut I think my angling’s wrong on Afton. Or is it the proportions? Hm. Anyway, if you can improve it or ”stage” it better, I’ll be so happy. :)

5. For blog tagging, I’m thinking… Hm… ”Unfortunate Afton”? “Ariel Afton”? I’m not sure, but it’s gotta be something easy to type and/or find. You can submit them or put them on your own blog. Whichever’s more fitting for you.

6. Have fun and don’t worry about the time! I’ll post an update if I need to close the challenge. But, as of right now, I have no set date.

7. This isn’t for prizes or anything. I just wanted to host one of these. 😅 Sorry if you were expecting one. I will, however, try to like and reblog/reply to your artwork.

I think that’s all covered. Anyway, if you have any additional questions, just reply down below and I’ll get to you as soon as I can. Happy drawing!

[tomspancakes]

This Way: Part 2

Pairing: Tom Holland x Actress! reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: none

Summary: Yours and Tom’s past come in bringing a bit of tension.

Part 1

A/N: AHH I’m so glad people liked part 1! I don’t have a set schedule for posting bc I still have school atm, but I’m gonna try to stay consistent, cause writing this is so fun :))) If you have any suggestions of improvement for my writing or if you’re enjoying this please lmk! If you want to be added to the tag list don’t hesitate to ask! Enjoy Part 2 <3

“Harry, oh my god that was so awkward. I hated that, it will replay in my head for the next week.” You groaned flopping on his bed. “I am a bad bitch I’m fine, I’m fine” you reminded yourself.

He laughed at you and sat next to you, “You are a bad bitch. And yes that was painfully awkward, I’m so sorry.”

“Thanks for pulling me away though. Not gonna lie, I felt like Allana was plotting something in her head when she saw me. Did you get any vibe that she didn’t seem happy?” You asked, nervous.

“Eh wouldn’t be surprised if she wasn’t happy, she bosses Tom around. She tried to use me as her photographer once, but I was busy and couldn’t, but she somehow made Tom clear my schedule so that I could take pictures of her. I do not trust her in all honesty, so her plotting something wouldn’t be new..” You gasped at the story. 

“Dang I will not get in her way then…” Harry laughed and asked, “What do you feel like eating tonight, love?” 

“Uhmmm, oh I haven’t had nandos since the last time I was here.” You said and he nodded.

-

After the Nandos was dropped off at the house you all gathered around the table. 

“I think I can make food like Nandos.” Harrison said and everyone started laughing, “Hey I seriously think I can. Just watch.” 

“I think you can too, Harrison, I’ll be your sous chef if you want.” He smiled at your encouragement and stuck his tongue out at everyone else and Allana rolled her eyes. Oof. “Tommy, do you have spinach? I have a photoshoot tomorrow because one of the models cancelled. I can’t eat the side dishes. I’ll make myself a salad or something.” Allana said.

Harry scoffed and joked, “We don’t have rabbit food here, love.” Tuwaine and Harrison laughed, but you felt bad they were ganging up on her.

“Hey don’t make fun of her. It’s harder for us girls to stay fit whereas you boys can eat like shit and still be fit.” You said to the boys and Allana looked at you a bit surprised and pleased, “Allana, I think I saw some lettuce in the fridge. I can go grab it for you and a bowl. Gotta start getting used to the things around here anyway.” You smiled at her. 

Her expression went back to being unimpressed, “Uhm no thanks. I’ll just go eat at home, I have to leave in a bit anyway.”  She said and pushed the utensils away. 

“Darling, you need to eat a little something, you haven’t eaten one thing since you’ve gotten here.” Tom said. Your heart clenched a bit when he called her darling. 

“Tommy, god, I said I’d eat later. Don’t you ever listen?” She said everyone stared in silence until Harrison broke it, “Someone’s a little hangry…” 

“Harrison shut up!” Tom said snapping his head toward Haz.

Allana was turning red, “That’s it! I’m tired of your friends treating me like this. I’m leaving, Tommy, will you come with me?” Tom got up and glared at Harrison as he helped Allana out. 

“As if she doesn’t treat us badly.” Tuwaine said, rolling his eyes, Harry and Harrison nodding in response.

“Ok, but I still felt bad for her. That was a little uncalled for guys.” You said continuing to eat. 

“Y/n, she literally shot you down when you were trying to be helpful.” Harrison stated.

“Ok true, but I didn’t mind, she seemed to mind when you all ganged up on her.” The boys nodded.

“Not even 3 hours here and you’re already being our mother.” Harry said laughing.

“Oh shut up, you boys love me. I’m just using the bad bitch energy Harry gave me earlier.” You all laughed.

- 

After dinner you and the boys watched funny videos on Harry’s laptop and then headed your separate ways to go to sleep. You did your night routine and pulled on pj shorts and tank top since the boys put the heater on. 

You stirred in bed trying to sleep, but the jet lag got the best of you and you decided to put your clothes in the drawers and closet. Before starting to clean you decided to grab a snack and water.

While waiting for the popcorn to finish popping in the microwave you heard the front door unlock and a tired looking Tom walked in. 

“Tom? Oh my god why’re you getting home now it’s 2 am, you should’ve stayed with Allana. It’s so late!” 

“Oh, y/n? And we were talking then she kicked me out, something about being alone in bed is better for her aura the night before a photoshoot. Why’re you up?” Tom stammered and you scoffed at the story.

“Jet lag. I decided to organize my room, but also wanted a snack.” He nodded sitting in front of you at the counter, “Why don’t you go to sleep now you look like shit.” You joked. He put his hand over his heart pretending to be hurt.

“Tsss ouch, y/n, but I kinda wanted to talk to you. You know, catch up.” He said looking at you with his head resting on his hand now. Your heart sped up and sighed trying to stay calm.

“Alright, what do you wanna know?” You pulled the popcorn out of the microwave and set it between you and Tom. He started eating with you.

“How’re you and Mr. Gavin Leatherwood?” His question surprised you because one; that was a very straightforward question and two; you never confirmed anything/ went public with Gavin except for paps photos of you two holding hands and only Zendaya, your family, and Harry knew and swore not to tell Tom. 

“Uhm we mutually broke up two weeks ago...” You said looking up at Tom fiddling with your fingers. Tom’s eyes widened a bit and he tried to hide his joy, 

“Oh I’m sorry about that y/n.” he said genuinely, “I always thought there was something off about him.” You rolled your eyes getting annoyed thinking back to the past,

“Tom nothing was wrong with him. Like I said it was a mutual break up. He’s a sweet guy, you just never gave him a chance.” You rolled your eyes. He put his arms up in defense,

“Sorry, love, chill. I was trying to make you feel better by implying you deserved better.” You scoffed knowing he was only being half truthful. 

“Mhm sure, we both know that you just hated him.” Tom looked at the bowl of popcorn in defeat. 

“Thanks for sticking up for Allana by the way. I know she doesn’t seem like the nicest person at first, but when you get to know her she’s a sweetheart.”

“Oh ya I bet.” You joked.

“What? ‘Not gonna give her a chance’, love?” He mocked your American accent  and put air quotes in when he said that. You gave him a displeased look,

“Really, Tom? Really? Are seriously going to say that to me when you never stood up for Gavin and was actually the meanest to him?” 

“Oh my god,” he groaned, “it was a joke, love. I see you still get butt hurt easily.” He said putting his head in his hands. That was it,

“Ok good catching up with you Tom. Good night, asshole.” You took the popcorn and water to your room. 

Tom sat there with his eyes never leaving your beautiful figure. He groaned, beating himself up mentally for fucking things up and for checking you out.

-

You woke up around 7 a.m. groaning because jet lag got to you really bad. You changed into leggings and a crop top ready to go on a light jog knowing you wouldn’t go back to sleep. 

When you walked down you saw that Tom fell asleep on the couch. Your heart melted at the sight, but you tried to ignore how cute and cuddly he looked. You were about to walk out, but gave in and decided to put a blanket over Tom. 

“Oh mornin’ y/n, you’re up early,” You heard Harrison as he walked down in shorts and a tshit-shirt, “Going on a run too?” 

“Yup, light one though. I’ve got a lot of work to do today.” You said putting your hair up in a ponytail.

“Sick, I’ll run with you for a bit then.” You smiled and waited outside for him.

When you started running it was a little silent until he spoke, “So did you put that blanket over Tom?” 

“Maybe” you chuckled a bit, it was quiet again.

“Fuck it I’m just gonna say it,” you raised your eyebrow at him, “I shouldn’t be saying thihs, but he hasn’t gotten over you. I think Allana is here just to keep him on his toes. And plus he-” 

“Sorry, Harrison, can we not talk about this now? I’m still trying to forget about my past with him since I’m living in his house and all.” You said breathing hard.

“You know you don’t have to do that. As his best friend I know he’d hate for you to pretend like nothing ever happened between you two.” 

“Alright then, but if something bad happens because of past events I’m blaming you.” You said jokingly and Harrison laughed, “So what are all the things you need to catch me up on, I’ll let you talk now, I already can’t breathe.” Harrison laughed and started updating you on everything.

-

“Wait are you serious? That sounds terrible.” You said, Harrison was telling you how he face planted when he was trying to impress a girl. 

“Oh my god it was so embarrassing, she was so quiet when she helped me up and took her number out of my phone!” You started dying of laughter. 

“I’m so sorry that’s so sad. I can’t help, but to laugh though. She’s missing out though you’re a good looking guy.” He turned red with embarrassment. 

“Aw thanks y/n. Also I can’t believe you ended up running the whole time with me.” You shrugged like it was nothing, but your legs were actually aching. You two stepped into the house to the smell of bacon. 

“Oh hell yeah... wait is that Tom cooking?” Harrison asked, very surprised. 

“Yes, I can cook you div.” Tom said. 

You noticed he changed into sweats and he was shirtless. 

“Bro the last time you cooked was when-”

Tom turned surprised to see you up, you stared at him a bit too long. He cut Haz off before he can spill anymore beans,

“Morning, love, like what you see?” You scoffed,

“Actually no, just waiting for you to burn your nipples or something since your frying bacon without a shirt.” You went to pour a glass of water and as if on cue Tom yelped in pain.

“Fuck, I burned myself.” Tom hissed and you were gonna laugh at him until you saw his side. 

“Oh my god Tom! What the hell how’d you manage to burn your side?” You rushed to his side with an ice pack in a dish towel.

“Haha Tom I thought you said you could cook!” Harrison said dying of laughter.

“Harrison can you go get toothpaste?”

“What the fuck toothpaste?” Harrison and Tom asked at the same time.

“Yes, trust me.” With that Harrison scurried off to get toothpaste.

“Told you being shirtless was a bad idea.” You scolded him.

“You liked it though, don’t deny it,” you pressed the ice pack to his side and he winced, “ouch, love, I was joking.” You giggled a bit at his reaction, 

“How hard is it to find toothpaste? Harrison where are you?” You yelled. You looked back at Tom, seemed like something was on his mind.

“You uh look good, y/n.” He stammered, your face heating up more and your heartbeat quickening,

“Tom don’t.”

“What I can’t say my friend looks good? You told Harrison he’s good looking.” You raised your brow. Was he jealous? How the hell did he hear that from inside?

“You’re something else, Holland. Plus you have a girlfriend, don’t think she’d like to hear you say that. Especially when I’m your ex.” For some reason it pained both of you when you said that.

You sat across from him still waiting for Harrison. Tom nudged your foot with his and said, “Y/n, I wanted to say I was sorry about last night. I was tired and being a complete div.” 

You looked up at him, “It’s alright, sorry for overreacting and walking out.”

“No no you had every right to.” He sighed and was about to continue, but Haz ran in,

“I got the toothpaste!” Harrison said breathless.

“Why the hell did you take so long?” You asked as Harrison handed you the tube and winked at Tom, he rolled his eyes then face palmed.

“Oh my god, Harrison.” Tom groaned. You caught on real quick, Harrison was giving you two alone time. 

“You’re not slick at all Osterfield, you literally suck.” You said as he laughed.

You removed the ice pack from Tom’s side, “Alright, Tom, this is gonna sting a bit.” You warned and spread the paste on his burn he groaned in pain.

“Whoa, Harry cover your innocent eyes!” Tuwaine exclaimed covering his face when he and Harry walked in. 

“Really guys having sex in the kitchen?” Harry said. 

“Oh shut up you dickheads. I burnt myself and y/n is helping me out.” Tom said, still moaning.

“Tom you’re such a baby. Harry we’re no longer best friends anymore.” You stated. Harry laughed as you rolled your eyes. 

“Harrison here to save the day with better bacon than Tom’s bacon!” Harrison sang. Tom slapped Harrison’s leg. You laughed excited for how the next few months would turn out because of how eventful this morning already was.

-

After a very crazy morning and a facetime meeting with your manager you had to go to the table read for the movie you were shooting. Your phone began to ring, it was Harry. 

“Hello?” 

“Hey, y/n, I’m really sorry Sam and I are still filming right now. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to pick you up in time to drop you off at your table read. Can you have one of the boys at home take you?” You began to stress a bit, but you knew that Harry was working on something really important to him.

“Yes of course. Let me know how filming goes later!”

“Thanks so much for understanding. I’ll tell you everything when I pick you up for dinner with my family! Bye, love.” You said goodbye and hung up, also completely forgetting about dinner with the Hollands tonight. 

You walked to Harrison’s room and asked, “Hey are you gonna be busy in like the next hour or so?” 

“Sorry, y/n, I’m about to meet up with some friends for lunch. What’d you need?” He asked frantically pacing looking for something. 

“Oh, Harry can’t take me to my tableread anymore, I need a ride.”

“Hmm, oh found it!” Harrison pulled out a watch from his drawer, “Well Tuwaine is leaving with me, so I’m afraid your only options are Tom or the tube.” 

“Really Harrison?” you groaned and he put his hands up in defense, “Ok have fun at lunch.”

You walked over to Tom’s room to see it empty, “He’s outside!” Tuwaine yelled from across Tom’s room. You thanked him and rushed outside to see Tom still shirtless. He was doing push-ups and the toothpaste looked glittery on his right side in the sunlight. His triceps and biceps enlarged every time he pushed his body up.

“You just can’t keep your eyes off me can you, y/n?” He said grunting while finishing his last few reps. You were at a loss for words because he did look really hot at the moment. You blushed and fumbled with your words,

“Oh uh sorry,” He turned and smirked at you, “I need another favor, Harry can’t take me to the tableread and Harrison and Tuwaine are going out for lunch.” He began walking closer to you making your heart skip a beat. What the hell was he doing? “I uh would take myself, but I’ve never driven here before and-” He was inches away from you he reached out and grabbed your shoulder chuckling,

“Alright alright, shut up I’ll take you.” You stared into each other's eyes not breaking eye contact and he reached over to slide the door open wider and he walked past you. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding and rolled your eyes, you can’t let him get to you, he has a girlfriend! “We need to go in 45 minutes, thanks, Tom!” you yelled and he held a thumbs up.

-

“Z, I swear I cannot live in this house. Tom is acting like he’s some fuck boy and I swear he really is trying to pull something and he has a girlfriend! Did you know that?” You were rambling

“Uhmmm maybe…” She said awkwardly.

“Z! What the hell? Both you and Harry didn’t tell me.”

“What? Didn't think you’d care, cause you’re a ‘badddd bitchhh’.” You laughed at her mocking you.

“Fine, you and Harry said the exact same thing, weird… anyways what the hell do I do?” You said with your phone between your shoulder and your ear as you looked through your closet for something decent to wear at the Holland house. 

“Well, I think you should just focus on what you're doing right now and focus on your growth. Sis, you just broke up with someone, be free for now. It’s time to focus on you and your work.” Zendaya was right, you needed some time to self evaluate and grow, “But also maybe look super hot tonight at the dinner, you know, take his breath away.” She started laughing.

“Z, no! You just said not to worry about boys and he has a girlfriend…”

“But…” she said, waiting for you to carry on.

“But… ok I’ll dress cute, it’s always fun doing that.” You both laughed and she told you what to wear.

“Ok I’m gonna get ready for the tableread, I’ll text you. Love ya!” You said and she said it back and you guys hung up.

“Y/n can we actually leave in 5 minutes? I want to grab lunch, my treat!” Tom said from down the hall.

“Yeah sure.” You grabbed your purse and a bag with extra clothes. You walked out and ran into Tom with a thump he held your shoulders keeping you steady.

“Oops sorry, love. Was just going to tell you to not forget there’s dinner with my family tonight.”

“Yep, got the extra clothes in here.” You said holding up the bag to show him, he smiled and took his hands off your shoulders to take the bag from you and put it over his shoulder, “I could’ve carried it but thanks, bud.” You patted his shoulder and walked off. Tom’s heart dropped when you called him, “bud.”

-

Tom pulled up to a small cafe that seemed oddly familiar. As soon as he opened the door for you you remembered.

~

Tom brought back a tray with two burgers, fries, and waters. 

“This place has the best burgers in town. Closest thing we have to in-n-out burgers.” he said handing you the second tray. You told Tom you were starting to feel homesick and said he might know how to cheer you up. You smiled taking a huge bite into the burger, Tom looked at you waiting for your reaction, 

“Oh my god. Absolutely amazing!” Your eyes lit up and Tom’s heart jolted at the joy on your face. He continued to watch you eat the burger that was somewhat making you less homesick, “Hey, Holland, it’s rude to stare. Eat your burger before I eat it.” You joked and he laughed while taking a bite. His heart began to race as he debated whether or not he should tell you how he feels, then he thought ‘fuck it’.

“Y/n, darling?” You hummed in response.

Here goes nothing, “I like you, y/n. I have for a while now.”

~

Your thoughts went back to what Zendaya was saying, “don’t worry about boys right now.” You took a deep breath and moved up in the line with Tom. “Tom is that you?” Someone asked from behind the counter. 

“Oh, Ms. Sheila! It’s lovely seeing you again.” He said warmly and she came over to give him a hug.

“It’s been so long, and I see you’ve brought this lovely girl back. Is she your girlfriend now?” You widen your eyes and blush.

“Oh my uh no no. We’re just friends, Ms. Sheila.”

“Isn’t this the girl you confessed your feelings to, dear? Then you never came back after that, well only once and that was still ages ago.” 

“Oh, that was a while ago Ms. Sheila. Tom and I are just friends now.” You said before Tom. 

“Oh well that’s a shame you two would make a lovely couple. Anywho what can I get for you two today?” She asked as you followed her to her side of the counter.

“Two of the usuals please.” Tom asked. She nodded and brought the order out within 5 minutes. 

“Now, Tom, I hope you come back more often. Your brothers still come in every now and then.” Tom smiled and promised Ms. Sheila that he’d come back more. 

“How’d she know what your usual is if you haven’t been here in so long?” You asked as you both walked to a booth. 

“I’d come here to get breakfast with my family on Saturdays and would usually hang out here with my mates after school. This place is really special to me, I’ve made a lot of memories here.” He said picking at his fries, only making it more obvious what memory he was thinking about. You two ate in silence for a while not knowing what to say because of what went down the last time you were both here. 

“Alright, ready to go to set, love?” He asked, you nodded as you finished your last bit of the burger and he ate the last of your fries. You and Tom said goodbye to Ms. Sheila and said you’d come back again soon. 

“Thanks, Tom, I owe you big time.” You said looking at him with a smile.

“No problem, but what for?” He asked, glancing at you then back at the road.

“For the meal, taking me to set, and letting me stay at your lovely house.”

“Oh it’s no big deal. You helped me heal my burn,” he paused and cleared his throat, “Uhm b-besides, Harry literally begged me to let you stay, and I’ll be gone next week to film Uncharted. So I’ll uh be out of your hair” He joked and your heart dropped. Harry told you Tom is the one that suggested you stay at their house. Now you sat there confused about who to believe. Regardless you were definitely going to have a chat with Harry about all of this.

Tag list:  @averyfosterthoughts @thollandx @mrsjeffwittek @panicattheeverywherekid @racewife2004 @greatpizzascissorstaco @witchything @wheelertozier @runway-to-my-aid

[clarionglass]

tagged by @dheiress to post the first line of my last 20 fics (thank you! <3)

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 other authors!

aight my lads here we go, there’s going to be a few unpublished wips and other piece of dubious writing in here bc i doubt i have 20 stories but anyway, here we go (this is very long! press j to skip or just get that dash scrollin bc this might take a while :// ) in very rough chronological order going backwards, starting with the published work:

1. so i ran to the river (tma grifters au, unpublished yet but will be soon!): The sunlight feels different on a face fresh out of prison, and it feels even better to Jonathan Sims now that he’s truly home.

2. crowned by an overture bold and beyond (tma pretentious college au, based loosely on the secret history):  It was a cool, rainy day in late March when I first approached the Magnus Institute--one of those days that served as a reminder that the London spring, that fragile creature, was still all too vulnerable to the occasional strike from the claws of winter.

3. we should ride this wave to shore (tma chatfic where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts): Friday, 3:14 P.M. “archives research & statement envestigation” Timothy Stoker renamed the group “drinks drinks drinks” Timothy Stoker changed Sasha James’s nickname to saucy sash Timothy Stoker changed Martin Blackwood’s nickname to martini kart Timothy Stoker changed his nickname to stonked stonked: so how bout it lads saucy sash: oh god.

4. i am the maker of rules (dealing with fools) (tma chatfic, an elias-and-peter-focused accompaniment to wsrtwts): Monday, 7:39 P.M. Elias Bouchard to Peter Lukas Elias Bouchard: Peter, I need to talk to you. Elias Bouchard: I’ve had the most infuriating day at work.

5. An Optimistic Tragedy (good omens orchestra au that i swear to god i’ll finish one day): Three years ago Eve shifted in her chair, her mind clearly on things other than Milhaud and the music in front of her.

6. The Spaces Between the Stars (the Beast of a dw fic that i can’t even begin to describe; a mate and i have been working on this since 2015 and it’s a sprawling mass of writing that encompasses Many google docs--what’s on ao3 atm is a very small percentage of it,,,,): The Doctor clutched the TARDIS railing as if somehow, it could take the pain away.

7. Carol of the Bells (a chrismas chatfic companion to aot! i’ve always been a sucker for a chatfic but oof looking back on this one my formatting style sure has changed): [Friday December 13, 1:31am] Anthony Crowley to Angelface: u up? ;)

8. An Exploration into The Nature of Human Beings, sub. Homo Sapiens: A Research Paper by Milton Jones (british comedy rpf. this is my oldest piece on ao3 and it shows, but there’s a special place in my heart for this dorky lil fic about an alien researcher making a place for himself in british comedy. fun fact! i actually added the final three sentences to this a couple of days ago, and will post it when i do my next fic update): <<I knew you’d be down here, as per usual. Do you never stop working?>>

and now for the stuff that i like but hasn’t yet/will never/one day, if i get my act together, might be posted to ao3... please ask me about these bc i love them, even though i’ll probably never post them :)

9. untitled mitchell spy comedy (a show that @monimolimnion​ and i want to pitch to the bbc in which david mitchell and victoria coren mitchell are married spies who work for MI5 and MI6 respectively, and most of britcom pops up in one place or another. it’s nothing more than a Lot of planning and a few snippets, but i love returning to this doc): [David is sitting at his desk, shaking his head at an open file.] David: They’re taking the piss. That’s what they’re doing, they’re taking the piss.

10. In the Demonic Style (a good omens au of @teashoesandhair’s glorious smooching contest piece, which is the first piece of fiction writing in the reblog chain. i’ve promised a chapter 2 to this, which i’m halfway through, and feel incredibly guilty for not finishing. still, my quarter-year’s resolution is to finish something old whenever i post something new, so maybe it’ll get done soon!): “It’s the end of the world” was not a good statement with which to start one’s morning in any circumstances, but the angel Bryndael was in the middle of cataloguing his newest shipment of tea samples when said statement reached his ears, and he didn’t much appreciate being disturbed.

11. magpie (good omens canon-mostly-compliant fic based around the song magpie by the unthanks/the magpie folk song/nursery rhyme): Wednesday (approximately 11 years before the end of the world) From a bird’s-eye view, St James’s Park was beautiful at this time of year.

12. untitled ficlet for tales of dwrwedd (a present for my writing buddy! the link is to her fic, i just wrote a bit of her two witcherverse ocs being soft as hell): The two women seated by the hearth didn't look old, either of them. But there was something about the pair--in their movements, or their mannerisms--that suggested an age far beyond what their unlined faces would suggest.

13: Tempo d’Attacco (an original bit of Light Crime a la midsomer murders, set in a university music department that is naturally a thinly-veiled copy of my own, hence why it will never ever be posted anywhere. i wrote this for my supervisor at the end of honours (her character is the sleuth) :P ) Dr Marisa Tan didn’t exactly start her morning well, on the day that everything seemed to upend itself.

patterns...... i’m not seeing that many, tbh? idk if i could call this in media res, but there’s certainly a good bit of plot starting without heaps of setup. 

my favourite? hmmmmmm i’d say my favourites would be crowned by an overture bold and beyond, and in the demonic style. i gotta say, going back to revisit a lot of my older writing has been nice! time and distance have been v kind :)

i’m hella bad at tagging things so if you see this and want to share your own writing please go ahead! i’m very shy when it comes to Fandom Interaction (tm) so i don’t feel comfortable launching myself into people’s notes (i loved this tho! i just need other people to make the first move lol), however i will give a specific shoutout to @monimolimnion whose writing i adore and who needs to do this!

[scenariosofkonoha]

Life’s Different Now| Modern! Kakashi

Part 1/?

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3|  Part 4| Part 5| Part 6

Fic Summary: Life’s different now that you’re grown and come back home. Everyone’s learned to live without you, but now you’re back. Some things are the same, but most are different.That’s not necessarily a bad thing though, and it brings more feelings than you though would come. 

Chapter Summary: Setting up the basis for this Kakashi slowburn fic. You just graduated with your masters from a university overseas and now you’re coming home after 6 years to surprise your family for the holidays. Lots of reunions, mainly focused on Shisui, Itachi, Obito, and Kakashi.

You were never one who struggled to get their bearings in a new environment. No, you had always thrived when thrown into different situations that were consumed with uncertainty. You were good at being able to make great things out of nothing; it was one of your strengths- at least that’s what you called it whenever you went out for job interviews. Though as you stood in the airport that was most definitely over it’s capacity, desperately trying to find the one familiar thing you needed, you were on the brink of questioning that maybe you should change that interview answer.  

“Hey! You!” a voice yelled out, hoping that he was loud enough to outweigh all of the commotion that surrounded him. 

Instantly snapping your head to where the call resonated for, you began helplessly letting a smile come across your face as you recognized that familiar voice. With a tightened grip on your small luggage, you quickly wove your way through the countless travelers who were all in situations very similar to you. Shifting your way through the crowd and offering a ‘sorry, excuse me,’ to those who you got a little too close to, you finally made it to your one familiar thing. “Did you forget my name?” you replied and let out a small laugh as you dropped your luggage and found yourself in a hug. 

Wrapping his arms around you, Shisui shook his head, “No, it takes 7 years on a different continent for that to happen. You were only 6 ½, so you made the cut.” he joked as he gave you one last squeeze before letting go. “You ready? Is this all you have?” he asked while picking up your suitcase, wanting to leave the airport as quickly as he could, but also realizing that it may have taken more than one suitcase to move your entire existence across the ocean. 

You nodded. “Yeah, have you seen luggage prices? I’m not paying that.”

He looked uncertainly to you. “You packed 6 years of your life into this 20 pound suitcase and that tiny carry on?” 

“Impressed?” you almost snickered, knowing the last time he had been over to your apartment in Europe it was a disaster zone that wouldn’t fit in even a small Uhaul. “But, seriously, yes. Let’s go.” you followed up as you gave him a slight push to the exit. 

As the two of you started to weave throughout the crowd once again, you did your best to stay together, but with the mere amount of people filling the airport it was a trial. It wasn’t until you were finally out of the airport and in the parking lot that you were actually able to start up talking again. “I have coffee and ibuprofen for you in the car, you know, to make up for the last time I dropped you off and stole yours.” Shisui offered. 

You laughed, “You’re really trying prep me for this party, aren’t you?”

Shisui shook his head unconvincingly as the pair of you made it to the car, “No, I’m just being the quality brother that I am.” he tried as he threw the suitcase in the back seat.

“Yeah?” you murmured as you got into the passenger seat.

“But…” he started again as he got in and started the car. “I would suggest you drink it, because there’s four shots of espresso in it and you’re going to need it for tonight.” he offered. 

“Is this like the big, big holiday party, or like the medium, big party?” you inquired as you began to open the ibuprofen bottle. “Just so I know how many of these I’m going to need to get through the impending jet lag and social gathering that are inevitably going to hit me at the same time?” 

“It’s both Madara’s and Izuna’s side, plus friends...”

“Oof, okay 3 it is.” you muttered as you took the precautionary medicine. Bringing you back home for the holidays was this elaborate plan Shisui had thought of back in September. Yes, you had already planned to move back home, but not until after the first of the year, and that’s what you had told everyone- that was your original plan. It wasn’t until he called you in the middle of the night with this whole plan of surprising everyone at the family holiday party that served as both your and his present to everyone for the year that you even considered moving back so rapidly.  You had graduated with your master’s degree only a few days prior, and basically selling everything you owned and closing on the tiny studio apartment you had been living in for 6 years while all of that was happening was no simple task. By some means you managed it, and you honestly thanked your terribly learned skill of doing impossibly large tasks last minute that got you through both undergrad and grad. 

There were more moving pieces to it though, ones that you had honestly let fall by the wayside and would fight later. What mattered now was that there you were, back home, in your brother’s car, going to the first family holiday party in six years. You were cutting it short time wise, but that was more of a personality trait than anything anymore. So swallowing the little pills with a sip of coffee, you continued to get information about what the night held. “Who all are we going with?” you asked, knowing that your grandfather’s place was an hour’s drive from Shisui’s house, so it only made sense to go as a group with other members of your family. 

Merging onto the highway, Shisui smiled, “I got your two favorite cousins over at my place. Kakashi’s tagging along with Obito too, so it's a good group if I say so myself.”

“Oh my god, I haven’t given Obito shit in person since I was high school…” you smiled. “ Do they know I’m coming?”

“Nope. I told them I went out to grab alcohol for the party. Thought I’d give you a practice round for all the attention you’re going to get tonight,” Shisui only halfway joked. 

Sliding down against your seat belt, you took another sip of the coffee, the reality of the night now becoming front and center in your mind.. “This is going to be exhausting, isn’t it?”

“Oh yeah, you're going to be drained.” Shisui reaffirmed, the absence of pity apparent. “The cousin- one who everyone actually likes- who’s been out of the country for 6 years surprising everyone at the family holiday party? You won’t get a second to breathe.” he nodded with a slight chuckle, pleased with himself at how this plan actually worked. 

“Mom’s probably going to cry and then look at you, because she 100% knows this is something you’d pull.”

“ Oh completely. And Dad won’t stop talking about you and how you’re so smart now and how proud he is.” 

“And then we’ll get an earful of how we should have mentioned something and they would have helped.” you completed the scenario that you were positive was going to take place in a few hours. 

“Yep.”

You shook your head contently for a moment, actually looking forward to getting lectured. Then glancing over, you offered your appreciation. “Thanks again for paying for my plane ticket; I know they’re outrageous this time of year.” you acknowledged Shisui, who was the true coordinator in all this.  

“Oh yeah,” he replied, acting as if it were nothing. “I mean, you’re remodeling like half my house in exchange, so don’t worry about it.” 

Sitting forward, you grabbed your tablet out of the carry on, “Speaking of which,” you murmured as you turned it on “I have ideas, and by ideas, I mean I have 5 different schematics sketched out on here for you to look out, but I also need to look at your place, because two of those ideas involve taking a wall out.” you updated him on your plans for his newly owned home. 

“What-”

“Don’t worry, I can do it myself.”

“You can take a wall out by yourself?”

You laughed, “Oh, taking a wall out was by far one of the easier things I did in grad school.” 

He took a quick glance at you, now realizing more than ever his masters program must have been far different than yours. “Okay, well get ready to see this wall, because we’re here.” he said with a slight chuckle, though you could tell there was a bit of concern for the wall. Turning into the driveway, he parked the car and looked fully to you, “You ready?”

Taking the last sip of your coffee, scrunched your shoulder for a second. “Is it weird I’m nervous to see my cousins?” you asked.

“Don’t you message all three of them almost every day...?” he narrowed his eyes. 

“Yeah, you’re right; let’s go see ‘em.” you nodded to yourself before getting out of the car and following him into the house.  

Upon entering the house, you didn’t see anyone, but you heard chatter. It wasn’t until that chatter stopped and was replaced with a yell that you saw anyone. “Shisui, how long does it take to get five bottles? We gotta go. We’re going to get chewed out-” Obito called out, but was stopped abruptly when he came into the living room. Blinking a few times, he was dumbfounded for a second, before a stupid smile came upon his face. “Holy shit, you’re here?” he laughed out before running over to you and hugging you, picking you up a couple inches off the ground in the process. 

Letting out a laugh at his reaction, you hugged back. “Yeah, I’m here. I told you I was moving back.” you replied, feeling your feet touch the ground again.

“Yeah, in February, it’s December!”  he remarked, still trying to process that you were standing right in front of him. 

Shrugging, you rolled your eyes, “Minor details…” you let out a small chuckle. And as you did that, the other two had made their way into the room. Seeing them in person for the first time in years, your smile was softer to Itachi and Kakashi, not as ornery as you had been with Shisui and Obito. Making your way to Itachi first, you held your hands out to him, “How are you? I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” you offered as you took his hands, and pulled him into an embrace. You and Itachi were only a month apart, so next to Shisui he was the closest family member you had, so there was a small part of you that felt guilty for not looping him in.

He let out something that was almost a sigh, but seemed to hold more happiness than a sigh would allow. “Don’t be.” Itachi shook his head. “I’m glad you came home.” he gave a gentle smile to you before letting go. 

Then looking at the last individual in the room who you hadn't greeted yet, you gave a fake frown, “You can’t look at me like I’ve only been gone a little bit, makes me think you didn’t miss me. ” you pouted me as you made your way over to him. 

“I’m not?” Kakashi replied, shaking his head in defense while you gave him the last hug. “I promise I missed you.” he offered up almost like an apology.

“Good.”

And just as you all were finishing your reunion, Shisui pulled out his phone, a call coming in. “Oh shit…” Shisui muttered, more or less cursing at the time rather than the call. Answering, he looked to you all as he spoke, doing his best to loop everyone in. “Hey, Dad, what’s going on?” he greeted, already knowing that he was going to question their presence. “Grandpa’s wondering where we are?” he repeated, grabbing his keys again and motioning to the door. “Yeah, yeah, we’re leaving my place now. We’ll be there in like 50 minutes, I’ll speed.” he offered as the lot of you grabbed your coats, ready to be greeted by the bitter cold.  “Yeah, I’m sorry. Tell ‘em Obito held us up- didn’t have any wrapping paper.” he lied as he held the door open and silently told you all to get into the car. 

“Hey-” Obito tried to cut in.

“Anyway, we’re in the car, see you soon!” Shisui raised his voice a little before ending the call so that Obito’s objections couldn’t be heard. 

Getting squished in the middle seat by Itachi and Kakashi, Obito glared at Shisui through the rear view mirror. “You know, you could have said it was Itachi?” 

Shisui sighed as he looked over his shoulder and started to back out of the driveway, “Yeah, but Dad’s not going to believe that, and we’ve spent too long coming up with this plan to let our last lie throw this suprise out the window.” 

*****

The car ride passed quickly as the four of them tried to get you up to pace, and before you knew it, you were parked outside of your grandfather’s large home. Grabbing a box of assorted drinks and pastries out of the trunk, Obito nodded to you all as he started to make his way down the snowy yard, “Let’s go! I don’t want to be barked at all night for being even later than we already are!” Heeding his words for once, you all followed him through the snow and watched him and he knocked on the front door with a kick.  

“Y/N, hide behind Itachi, you should be last.” Shisui instructed with a slight push. 

And almost immediately as you made your way behind everyone, you heard the front door open and a usually comforting voice, tenser than normal as she tried to keep the party going.

“Come in, come in! You know your father is covering for all three of you right now?” your mother said. She probably thought that she had raised a child who could be on time to events and not nearly an hour and a half late. “ Madara keeps asking where you all are, you know.” she reminded, not necessarily upset with you all, but desperately running out of ways to entertain the old man without you all there. “Obito, you can take all that to the kitchen. Shisui and Itachi, you both need to go visit everyone in the living room. Hi, Kakashi how are you?” she gave a smile, quickly addressing each of you. 

“Mom, Mom, Mom,” Shisui stopped her. “Before anything happens, look who I brought-” you could hear the smile forming on his face as he gave your cue. 

“Hi Mom,” you grinned as you peaked out from behind Itachi.

 For a second, shock came across her face, but that was quickly replaced by a watery eyes smile as she rushed out of the house to hug you. Pulling you in tight, she kept you warm despite the snow that had now turned most of your hair white. Placing her hands on either side of your face, she let out a laugh filled with disbelief. “You’re home?” 

You nodded. “ I’m home…”

Instantly turning her head to look at Shisui, her voice was nearly certain, “This was your idea?” she asked. 

He just shrugged with a smile. 

“Can we go inside?” you laughed, “I’m not used to it being so cold anymore.” 

Wiping the tears away, your mom nodded. “Of course.” Taking a hold onto your hand as the pair of you walked into the home following the boys, she couldn’t stop smiling. “Let’s go see everyone. We’ve all missed you so much…”

*****

Your head fell against the headrest of Shisui’s car, another wave of exhaustion hitting you as your eyes were locked on the windshield as the snow rushed past. “Thank you so much for driving. I don’t think I would have made it back.” you admitted to Kakashi, nearly in a daze.  

Glancing over to you, he offered a nod of acknowledgment before replying. “I didn’t think you were even going to make it this long,” he let a small laugh.

Rubbing your eyes, you tried to stay coherent. “I think it was that 4th shot of espresso Shisui gave me when I got off the plane.”  

“Maybe that’s what all three of them needed…” he commented as he glanced at the rear view mirror at the other three in your group who had all fallen asleep on the car ride back. He couldn’t particularly blame them, it was now early in the morning, and he had a gut feeling from the very beginning that he was going to be the one driving back. 

You smiled. “Yeah, but honestly, I’m so glad Obito fell asleep there, because that gave us a way out. Those people could stay talking all night, and I just…” you trailed off. 

“Enough interaction for one night?”

“Yeah…”

“They all seem to be happy you’re home though.” 

You nodded, but didn’t follow up. 

“I’m glad you’re home.”

That time you did follow up, “I am too…”

[kyrrahbird]

Ky’s 琅琊榜 Nirvana in Fire/Lang Ya Bang liveblog experience

EPISODE 3

OKAY EP 3 THE ONE YOU REALLY NEED TO STICK IT OUT TO

if u havent watched this show *please do*!! And maybe dont read this liveblog lmaoo

i forget entirely how much goes into each ep. but anyways to get this show on the road: this one starts with the child being beaten :( ...

Education in your serf class is bad obviously

I admire the gall of the eunuch to say “Prince Jing cant help you now” when Prince Jing is Right There

poetic justice

this is ALSO

dun dun

the first meeting of the DREAM TEAM 

!!

(Jingyan, Mei Changsu and Nihuang)

OOOH BOY THE UNDERCURRENTS

MCS goes straight to comforting the slave boy and i just feel,,, its sincere but there are,,, SO MANY layers of machinations going on here

like its manipulation of Every Person in this scene and i both hate and admire that cold blooded calculation

ESPECIALLY WHEN HE’S MEETING JINGYAN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWELVE YEARS ;A;

Just an update: this man is still Dead Inside™. And so distrustful i die too

Quick aside to the terrible princes:

I would also like to note, and its been said before but

Prince Yu is NOT SUBTLE in his aspirations. if i had to say who was the crown prince i might be confused??

and back-

Nihuang and MCS just pulled a mean pincer maneuver on Jingyan and hes being equally pointy back. Stop being mean to my prince :(((

i do wonder if nihuang is clued in, bc if she is, she puts a hell of a lot of trust in mcs. or maybe its all just subconscious, and they’re falling back into their old dynamic 

this scene KILLS ME

bc Prince Jing is trying so hard to protect tingsheng but he really has such limited power and he knows it

(i should read the book)

The first time i watched i did not realise HOW YOUNG mu qing is supposed to be. i love a protective younger bro ;;n;;

I also appreciate the flashbacks to relevant information. just so we know whats important to mcs

MENG DA-GE

-just saved that dude’s ass

Fei Liu was ready to wreck him

This didnt need to be so ominous but i appreciate their dedication to the Melodrama™

EVEN THE TALKING WHILE NOT LOOKING AT EACH OTHER

Nothing sus going on here. look they’re even facing different directions

MENG DA-GE LITERALLY SAID MOVE INTO MY HOUSE

bless

He’s worried!!! His mother hen tendencies are coming out!!

No he doesnt. No thoughts, only protecc

like a puppy

I also love the fact that despite all her fancy headdresses and pretty outfits, we never forget Nihuang is a martial general. Its the way she holds herself and moves i think

“This person is a mystery” > cut to sir su napping in a chair

Theres definitely comedy here. quite a lot of it!!! and i adore it

Never fear, Meng da-ge is here to join the “Force Mei Changsu to look after himself” gang

Side note - I kind of take it for granted as the kind of person Meng da-ge is, but i do think its symptomatic of the empire that one guy can just rock up and basically suborn the entire royal guard. like. your majesty. u done fucked.

70,000 is a staggering number of your own people to kill in one go. Like. I can’t actually wrap my head around it.

And all those people would have had families and friends and sure, they’re mostly just common but. most likely a bunch of the prominent families were killed too. im just wondering if there were like. riots? Or everyone just kept their head down and were like “guess it must be treachery”  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Consort Yue is so goddamn transparent in her manipulation but also like - there’s layers there

Because I feel like the emperor sees through the first layer (having an interest in who Nihuang marries) but is completely incapable of seeing beyond that

Or he doesnt want to. I mean the man does encourage competition in his court

Anyways we find out that he’s going to choose Sir Su to judge the written part of the challenge

This is great because it means Su-xiansheng is going to COURT :D

why do i keep changing how i refer to him? its whatever fits the vibe baby

Man’s got too many names anyways

gotta keep them in rotation

Oh we just found out Baili Qi might be top of the Langya list. good to know the system isnt infallible

I love everyones reactions like

what

the fuck

SOMEBODY FIX THIS

LMAO

Yujin is here to drop Jingrui’s badass backstory

And why he has the name and surname of a prince

I do wonder what its like, for jingrui. Like sure, hes son of two families... but heir of neither? He’s the oldest child but hes also known his whole life that he wont inherit the title. 

idk must be weird

hes incredibly good natured given all that shit

Lin Shu gege just humouring them by listening to a story that hes totally never head before /s

if only they had a dna test

Who’s My Daddy™ ancient fantasy china

ghufdghuisrgu Mu Qing u cant just SAY that

Update: Mu Qing has kidnapped sir Su

OMG

HES ENTERING THE ROYAL COURT

I REPEAT LIN SHU/MEI CHANGSU IS ENTERING THE COURT

i need to just-

the fkn music man

i die

Like i said the first time, i didnt know the full scope of the big deal but i KNEW. that this was it

These were the stakes. All the way up to the emperor

theres gon be some PARALLELS

“You no longer need to refer to yourself as a commoner”

oof

(i would like to say now that i love Liyang

like, A Lot

Second only to Nihuang)

LMAO mcs giving the crown prince a subtle head shake

His POWER

This ep ends on Baili Qi beating the absolute fuck out of Jingrui while Su-xiansheng just peels and eats an orange smirks like the absolute shit he is

like a beyblade

I’m going to stop putting links in these bc i know tumblr doesnt like them, but ill keep up the tagging. I might not get to one ep a day, but every couple of days or so seems doable! i just love dumping my train of thoughts into walls of text :D

TTFN

[minsugapie]

Now You See Me 💬

🧿 Synopsis:

You’re a content creator that is wanting to change up your brand a little bit.

Yoongi is a faceless musician. Well, he’s two people at once. He’s the faceless Agust D online and while performing, but he’s Min Yoongi in real life.

Who will he be to you?

• • • • • •

pairing: youtube musician!Yoongi x content creator!reader

genre: sm au, humor?, fluff, angst

status: complete

updates: x

a/n: I’m just going to explain something real quick, so it’s crystal. Yoongi does not show his face online. The photos of him that are in other profiles are not tagged, nor does he acknowledge that they are of him. Good day, Doll. :) Also - please send me an ask if you want to contact me because this isn’t my main blog! ❤️ thanks a bunch!

• • • • • •

🧿 playlist

🧿 character profiles 1

🧿 character profiles 2

🧿 part 1 • fangirls

🧿 part 2 • a bitch knew

🧿 part 3 • not like sexy thangs

🧿 part 4 • ramen emoji?

🧿 part 5 • haters gonna hate

🧿 part 6 • take your goddamn allergy pill

🧿 part 7 • why would I date you?

🧿 part 8 • a praying mantis

🧿 part 9 • yoongi’s voice is gonna get you what?

🧿 part 10 • I will vaporize you

🧿 part 11 • you are a fucking grandma

🧿 part 12 • duck this

🧿 part 13 • dress nice

🧿 part 14 • out of my circle of trust

🧿 part 15 • find a dick and ride that pony

🧿 part 16 • first a puzzle and now pictionary

🧿 part 17 • you had me at touché

🧿 part 18 • proof 10374682

🧿 part 18.5 • calling it a tramp stamp is so 2003

🧿 part 19 • it’s all about dinosaurs

🧿 part 20 • what the phoque?!

🧿 part 21 • a to the g to the u to the std

🧿 part 22 • 0/3 people

🧿 part 22.5 (w) • best thing since sliced bread

🧿 part 23 • but who is this chick?

🧿 part 24 • save the ducklings Jade?

🧿 part 25 (w) • I’m definitely not in a relationship?

🧿 part 26 • keps ma cogs coggin

🧿 part 27 • his friend

🧿 part 28 (w) • rap sex

🧿 part 29 • knock on wood

🧿 part 30 • ramen and cheesecake

🧿 part 31 • pray for y/n 2k19

🧿 part 32 • song request

🧿 part 33 (w) • are you still taking your meds?

🧿 part 34 • “dense”

🧿 part 35 • monthly books

🧿 part 36 • auntie Jin

🧿 part 37 • oof gotta zayn

🧿 part 38 (w) • just shut up

🧿 part 39 • exposed (it was a joint decision)

🧿 part 40 • finale (1 year after first meeting)

🧿 SP1NOFF • Mary’s Song (JK)

🧿 2PINOFF • Promise (JM)

• • • • • •

MASTERLIST

[marshsbevv]

Cookie Gram Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Plot: The reader receives the “anonymous” cookie gram in homeroom much to Richies amusement.

A/n: sorry this took so long to write because I’m been preparing for a competition but now that that’s over I’ll be able to update more often!

Pairing: Stan x reader

This is it. The “big” day has arrived. Various shades of purples, pinks, and reds decorate the hallways when you suddenly bump into an unfamiliar face.

“Oof I’m so sorry” you haistily apologize. Cursing yourself for being so lost in thought you weren’t looking where you were going.

“It’s fine” the girl whispers while looking away. Though even with her obvious attempts to avoid eye contact it’s easy to see the red puffiness under her eyes and hear the quaking in her voice. Her shaking hands holding a crumpled up piece of paper. You can only imagine what it says.

She scampers away and sharply turns into the nearest bathroom.

Thats the thing with love, you think, it’s all fun and games until someone ultimately gets hurt in the end. Why even bother with it?”

Then you turn the corner and see Stan Uris standing at his locker still fumbling with his lock that he’s had the entire year.

Oh yeah, that’s why you bother with it.

“Stan the man!” You greet cheerfully

He jumps back surprised at the sound of your voice.

“Oh uh (y/n) the…um…(y/n)!” He sputters out

“You ok?” You ask raising your eyebrow.

“Yeah fine, Why are you here so late? Homerooms in like one minute.” He says quickly changing the subject.

“Eh, you know me and this Valentines Day crap don’t go well together. I thought I’d cut as much of it I can out of my day by skipping the pre-school madness”

“Oh” Stan responds while slowly putting his books in his bag. “But what about the cookie grams those are always fun…right?”

Your thoughts flash back to your first heartbreak. 7th grade Valentine’s Day when Stan gave a gram to Kim Williams.

“The cookies are good but the messages are just so cheesy. They’re probably my least favorite part of today”

“Oh” Stan says once again, this time with more shakiness in his voice. “Well then I have to go” He mumbles, almost too quickly for you to understand.

He scampers into homeroom just as the bell rings.

Great, you think, I’m late, haven’t taken my coat off yet, and my best friends suddenly acting weird. Typical Valentines Day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Ms (y/l/n), you’re 5 minutes late. Detention after school 3-4 pm, don’t be late to that too!”

“Yes Ms Cato” you mutter in response.

“(Y/n/n)” Richie whispers to you from your right. His glasses falling down his nose. He’s since changed his style from Hawaiian T-shirts to band shirts but refuses to change his signature frames. “Don’t worry about that old bat someone probably pissed in her cornflakes this morning”

“Thanks Rich” you reply, already thinking about how you messed up your friends plans for the day.

As if he can read your mind he says

“Hey, we’ll wait until Mz 27 Cats lets you out of detention til we go to the Quarry.”

“No it’s fine, just go without me. I’ll catch up”

“Are you pos-“

Suddenly the door bursts open.

“Cookie grams for Homeroom #4!” the person the school mascot, the Derry Dragon, announces with the schools head cheerleader following behind him with a basket and a list.

“Ok everybody let’s get started!” She cheers clapping her hands together.

You roll your eyes but you can’t blame her. It’s literally her job to be the most spirited person in school.

“Starting with…” she squints at the name on the cookie tag. “(Y/f/n (Y/l/n)!”

Her and the Dragon make their way over to your desk and hand you the cookie.

Richie looks at you with a smirk on his face.

“Hmm I wonder who it could be” tickling his chin as if he had a beard.

“Shut up” you nudge him with your elbow as you open up the card attactched to the small bag.

You dramatically clear your throat.

Dear My Sweet (y/n), I love you with all my wang. I’d say heart but my wang is probably bigger.” From, Richard Tozier

“Richie” you say whilst jokingly punching him in the arm.”

“Ha ok, I get it I get it” He laughs while moving his chair away from you. “Oh wait I forgot to tell you!”

“What?”

“So this morning in the hallway I saw our boy, Stan, writing someone a-“

“(Y/n)?”

Your head snaps up and your eyes meet the blue ones of the head cheerleader.

“I forgot to give this one to you.” She places another bag on your desk. “It was a last minute purchase but I gotta say he was cute”

Cute? You think. Your run through all the people it could be in your head though you know the exact person you hope it’s from.

“Open it.” Richie urges. “C’mon even I’m curious”

You take the card and open it carefully as if you are diffusing a bomb. When you read it, you’re breathing slows

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Telling you I like you

Is something I could never do

Not because I don’t want to

I probably dream of it each day

But if I lost you as a friend

I couldn’t live that way

So I just hope you enjoy the cookie and happy Valentine’s Day. From: :)

A hundred thoughts flow through your head. Lost you as a Friend you wonder. Could Stan have written this? No he wouldn’t have that’s just your hopes talking. But he could have! Or the hundred other boys you’re friend with/know in your grade could’ve. I mean it looks like his handwriting a little! Again, your hope talking.

“Hello? Earth to (y/n)” Richie snaps you out of it. “Can I see it”

You hand over the pink card reluctantly. It feels wrong to let someone else read it even if it is one of your best friends. The card seems personal.

“Woah”

“I know right” you say

“Hey that smiley face kinda looks like how St-“ he freezes

“What?” You say almost jumping out of your seat.

“Nothing” he smirks still analyzing the note. “That Ms Pom Poms over here said this was a, and I quote, “last minute entry”, right”

“Yes…” you reply a bit uneasily.

“Oh…nothing you need to worry about (y/n)” Richie laughs.

“Ok now you’re freaking me out Tozier”

“Let’s just say later at the Quarry is gonna be fun”

The bell rings and he races out of the classroom, still with the devilish smile on his face.

You brush off his behavior as classic Richie weirdness and take one last look at the note before gently folding it and putting it in your pocket.

“Losing you as friend, I could never live that way” you think. You can relate. That’s how you’d feel if Stan found out how you felt and suddenly he’d think it’s too weird to be friends.

The thought swarms your head for the rest of the school day.

Tags: @cruelnatalie @sarcasticemmalol

[wilderwestqueen]

Author Honesty Hour

I was tagged by @a-l-ias, sorry this is so late, my god do I need to check my activity more

THE STORIES

1. Which is the fic you’re most proud of?

Definitely You’re Everything I Want (And Nothing I Can Keep). At one point, I was pretty convinced that I wasn’t capable of keeping up a long multichap fic, or just writing anything long that was actually, like, coherent. That fic is definitely proof that I am capable. 

And because I always talk about that fic, I’m also very proud of How To Survive Christmas, not so much for the story but for the fact that I got myself to sit down and write all 6000 words of it in two days - it felt like I had my mojo back for a bit.

2. Which is your least favorite?

Probably, No Tomorrow. It’s an old one that was only posted on my ff.net account, and I’m pretty sure I speed wrote it just for the sake of wanting fodder for that account, which is never a good thing for quality writing. It’s not terrible, but it’s pretty lazily written.  

Also, I really don’t like that Jlaire one that I wrote recently: Don’t Leave Me. Again, hastily written for the sake of wanting to have more Jlaire fics, and it felt like every other fic I’d written before. 

3. If you were to recommend one to read to your mom?

Yikes. 

She knows that I write and read fanfiction, but she hasn’t found it yet. She asked my brother where she could find it, but he didn’t tell her. (points for sibling solidarity) 

if she does find it i will disappear so fast you won’t even know

4. Which one would you consider re-writing?

I probably wouldn’t actually do it, because it’s 80,000 words long and I need to move on, but I definitely have ideas about how I could rewrite at least the second half of You’re Everything I Want (And Nothing I Can Keep). 

I have issues with how that fic pans out, namely that I think the first half was really building up to how Hiccup and Astrid’s fake relationship was very slowly but surely becoming less of an act and more real, and then it switches so fast to going downhill because Hiccup sort of decides that Astrid doesn’t want what he wants. I think towards the end I tried to justify it by discussing both their insecurities, but it’s still reeeal murky and it’s not good conflict? 

Were I to rewrite it, I would probably look for some bigger reason for Astrid to leave, maybe something happening at home that makes Hiccup wake up and go, ‘oh shit, I really gotta tell her that I love her.’ Not sure exactly how I’d do it, but that’s the gist. 

5. Biggest regret in a fic?

See above. 

I started this fic knowing that I wanted Astrid to leave, her last words being, ‘if you’d asked me out for real, I would have said yes’, just for the Drama™ of it all, and because I really, really wanted to see what the reaction would be. Only, as I was building up Hiccup and Astrid’s relationship, I realised that it wasn’t where the fic was going, so ended up doing a sharp U-turn and having Hiccup suddenly go into Doubt Everything mode, and that’s where the issues with conflict etc. begin. (i mean, the conflict issues are bad from the beginning of the fic, but that’s where they get really bad). I think I was just really desperate to have that dramatic moment that I didn’t really stop to think if there was somewhere better I could take the fic. 

Also the length of it: again, I was dead set on it being around 80,000 words that I dragged out chapters that didn’t really need to be as long as they were, which made the lack of good conflict worse. Like, I’m pretty sure there’s just three chapters of Hiccup moping that Astrid’s not around. I’m not surprised by the small group of negative reviews I got during that part of the fic. 

6. Biggest success with a fic?

Definitely You’re Everything I Want. Despite having just torn it to pieces, I really am genuinely thrilled with how well it did. 

7. Your fic with the most notes?

Everything I Want definitely did the best on ff.net and ao3. Multichapter fics don’t tend to do as well note-wise on Tumblr, but that’s to be expected because Tumblr’s not necessarily designed for them. 

It’s always the shorter fics that do best on Tumblr for me. I think Just Pretend I Didn’t Say That and At Your Window did pretty well.  

And ask prompts tend to do well, also, although I haven’t done as many as I’d like. (you guys are welcome to throw prompts into my ask if you’d like, and I’ll try to write a ficlet or too! can’t promise I’ll write everything, but I do miss writing short little drabbles here and there). 

8. Your fic with the least notes?

It’s too difficult to tell on tumblr, but This Little Game has the least favourites on ff.net.

9. What do you think makes a good fic? Tips?

Oof. I think as a fic-reader it’s all about preference, really. My favourite fics are the ones that don’t feel like fanfiction: you read them and they could be a novel in their own right. I think it says something when I reread a fic for a fandom that I’ve long since lost interest in, because the fic was just that good.  

I’m not sure I’m qualified to give tips. I guess my best tip is to always be ‘refilling the well’ if you will: as in, always be finding inspiration, be it from books, TV, films, music, whatever, and to try and figure out what kind of stories really work for you and why, and then employ that into your own work. 

10. When’s the next update on your works?

GOD KNOWS. Trying to write has been like trying to squeeze blood from a stone lately. Or like trying to catch smoke with your fingers. I have inspiration, I have ideas, but I just have no motivation, and more recently I’ve found that trying to force myself to sit and write fic when I don’t want to has me hating life, and hating my writing. 

I’ll figure it out somehow, and then I’ll have more fic for you!

11. Number of followers before you started writing and after?

Zero before. Now I have 623 :D

THE WRITER

1. Which character do you love writing for?

Camicazi, 100%. I always say that I’m not going to put her in my next fic and then she shows up, like “I’m here, what are you gonna do about it?!” 

I especially like her in Modern AUs. Not gonna lie, she’s 100% a self-insert when I write her in a modern setting, and I don’t even care. 

2. Which character do you dislike writing for?

Hmm. Valka, honestly. It’s probably because I don’t really have any feelings about Valka at all? 

3. What’s your favorite AU to write for?

YOU WILL PRY MODERN AUS AWAY FROM MY COLD DEAD FINGERS

4. What’s your least favorite AU to write for?

I don’t know, because if I don’t like the AU I’m not going to write it. Nothing comes to mind of any AU that I particularly hate, I think it’s all to do with what the writer does with it?

5. What do you hope never gets requested?

Pregnancy/babies/children. To each their own, but I just think pregnancy is the most boring thing to happen in fics. 

I guess people find it cute, but I really don’t find pregnancy cute. or interesting.  

the only time i might be interested in it is with Jake/Amy just because of seeing how Jake would react to knowing that he’s going to be father due to his issues with his father growing up, buuuuut I’m not interested enough to write it. 

6. What do you wish was requested more?

I don’t know? If there was something I really wanted someone to request, I’d probably just write that fic anyway?

7. Thoughts on writing Smut/POC/Curvy/MxM/FxF?

I don’t know what most of those are. I’m not going to write smut, trust me, you wouldn’t want me to. 

8. Which account is your biggest inspiration in writing?

I don’t know about writing in general, but @astrxd was definitely my inspiration for creating a tumblr for it! 

9. How long have you been a fic writer for?

I started writing fic when I was 12 in 2008. I’ve written fic here and there since then, but it was only really in late 2014 that I started writing fic (specifically hiccstrid fic) regularly.

10. Any upcoming secret works?

SO MANY. IF ONLY I COULD START/FINISH THEM. 

i tag @margarethelstone, @astridthevalkyrie and @athingofvikings if you guys want to!

[ravenqueensspecialboi]

Get to Know the Author

I was tagged by @oisugasuga (Thank you!)

1. How did you come up with your username and what does it mean?

My ao3 username is hobbit_hedgehog.  It was actually the first url I had on tumblr, so I pulled it from that.  I’m hobbit sized and I like hedgehogs, so that’s where the name comes from.  humandisasterbuckybarnes is kind of a Parks and Recs reference mixed with my boy James Buchanan Barnes.

2. Which fanfic of yours has the most feedback? (bookmarks/subscriptions/hits/kudos).

Ok, I gotta break this down by category.  Funny enough, they’re both Marvel fics.

Bookmarks/Subscriptions/Hits: College Town Coffee

Kudos: You Are My Cactus

3. What is your AO3 profile icon, and why did you choose it?

Suga because I love that piece of shit.

4. Do you have any regular/favourite commenters?

I don’t really have favorites, because anyone who comments is a fave, but I do have regulars!  wafflewednesdays always comments on my DaiSuga stuff, @sondeneige always leaves me the nicest comments, and @ennotanafuta leaves me paragraphs that make me want to weep with joy.

5. Is there a fanfic that you keep going back to read again and again?

Not really.  I have my bookmarks, but those are mostly so I can make friends read them.

6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked?

I don’t subscribe to stories so much as I subscribe to authors.  That being said, I’m subscribed to 9 stories and I have 89 bookmarks.

7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most?

I write a lot of paranormal aus.  I have two witch aus in two different fandoms and a paranormal investigator au that is my child.

8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? (you can view this on the stats page)

I have 26 people subscribed to me personally, and there are 180 subscriptions and 304 bookmarks across all of my works. 

9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!)

One of my ongoing witch aus is a Yuri on Ice fic and part of me doesn’t want to be associated with anything Yuri on Ice related....

10. Is there anything you would like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc.

I really want to get better at updates, and part of that would involve actually setting writing deadlines for myself.

11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often?

Popular ships.  DaiSuga, anyone?

12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day (finished and unfinished)?

58, can you believe it???

13. How many stories do you have saved in/with your writing program?

Oof... Too many

14. Do you write down story ideas, or just keep them in your head?

Depends!  I have a notebook filled with scraps of paper with little story ideas, but a lot of the time, I have an idea and I just write.

15. Have you ever co-authored a story?

Not yet, but there are talks of a co-authored Haikyuu in Hoenn fic.

16. How did you discover AO3?

Welcome to Night Vale fanfic.

17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3?

Not particularly.  I feel like there are people who know about my fics, but I’m not really a bnf.

18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers?

Oh my god, no, but I love this idea.  Y’all are my Buckets now.

19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write?

I’ve been writing ever since I was little.  I still have short stories I wrote as a 7 year old saved in boxes at my parents’ house.  But to be honest, I didn’t really have a writing inspiration until I was older, and that was Neil Gaiman.  One of my favorite quotes of his is, “Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day and on a good writing day nothing else matters.”

20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author?

Just keep writing.  One of the best ways to get good at writing is to just do it over and over and over again.  Practice makes perfect!  And don’t compare yourself to others.  Your writing is your own.

21. Do you plot out your stories, or do you just figure it out as you go?

The fuck’s an outline?

22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do?

Not really.  The worst I get is people telling me to update stuff without saying please.

23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (action, smut, etc..)

Smut.  Fuck writing smut.

24. What story(s) are you working on now?

Right now I���m working on an hqss fic, College Town Coffee, Ghost Finders Incorporated, my KiyoYui Castle in the Sky au, a yoi Witch AU, and an EnnoTana one shot for someone.

25. Do you plan your next project(s) before you finish your current ongoing story(s)?

Lmao always

26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself?

Not really.

27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started?

Oh hell yeah.

28. What is your favorite story that you’ve written?

Either Ghost Finders, my KiyoYui fic, or a DaiSuga one shot called “Fallen Stars in Old Jars”

29. What is your least favorite story that you’ve written?

Probably one of my wtnv secret santa presents.

30. Where do you see yourself (as a writer) in 5 years?

No idea

31. What is the easiest thing about writing?

So many oddly specific aus....

32. What is the hardest thing about writing?

....So little time.

33. Why do you write?

Because I like creating.

Alrighty, I tag: @allihearisradiogaga @ennotanafuta @rustingroses @gilrael @tottwritesfanfic @downmoon @coffeetyphoon and @yaoyoroses

[prompto-protection-agent]

Hello Neighbor (Epilogue)

(Typing this on my phone so if there is any mistakes I am sorry)

It was new. Well, the surroundings were at least. Smaller area of Insomnia; light traffic, a single traffic light, the corner store was less than a 5 minute walk, and the houses for sale were surprisingly cheap. Especially if you were an aspiring photographer. The neighborhood was something out of Prompto’s dreams.

“I’m getting a cat.”

It wasn’t supposed to, but Prompto more or less announced his thought loudly.

One of his bags was forced into his arms.

“Unpack first.”

That was a direct order.

“I know, but I’m just so excited! Never thought I’d be buying a house at only 23 years old, huh, Pops?”

Another bag was shoved into his arms.

“Call me ‘Pops’ again, and you can call Gladio to help you unload.”

“Sorry, Cor. Can’t help it. You more or less agreed to the title after you allowed me to live with you for 10 years. Admit it. I’m the son you always want-OOF!”

Cor hurled the last bag, almost sending Prompto to the ground.

“Ya, the son I want out of my tiny apartment. Take those inside before I decide to hand you your shoe box, too.”

Prompto turned to make his way inside his new house.

Home.

This was his.

The house itself might have been to much for a single person, but Prompto already had plans on how to use the void space. Plus, he already knows Noctis will be over quite a bit. Can’t forget the space he’s going to need for all his equipment. And what kind of host would he be without a guest room? Ok, ya. A 3 bedroom house was a bit to much. But he couldn’t say no. It had an open floor plan and a backyard view of nothing but trees.

This house was his dream.

“Last load.”

Cora’s voice broke Prompto out of his stupor. The man took the box to the kitchen and set it gently on the counter.

“Thanks, Cor. I really do appreciate the help.”

His reply was a non-commental grunt. Close enough.

“Unless you forgot anything else, I’m done here.” Cor walked up to Prompto and patted the young man on his shoulder. “You’ve come a long ways kid. You sure you’re ready to live alone?”

“Careful, Marshall. Wouldn’t want anyone think you’ve gotten soft now.”

A car honked outside the house.

“That’s my ride.”

“Wait, but you drive here. Is something wrong with the Truck?”

Cor smiled.

He never smiles.

“No.”

“Consider it my housewarming gift. Trucks yours now, kid. Oh, one more thing.”

Prompto followed Cor to the car parked out front. Took him a moment to recognize who was driving. Libertus smiled and unlocked the car. Cor pulled an ornate box from the back seat.

“Whatever you do, tell no one you got his from me. Like you said, wouldn’t want anyone thinking I got soft.” Prompto took the box and inspected the engravings on it. It even had his name. “Gotta go. Clarus wants my report from my Lestallum trip.”

They said their farewells, but Prompto took no time to get back inside. He didn’t bother to open his gift. Something in his guy told him he already knew what it was. Cor was always strict about Prompto’s safety. It could wait. The boxes weren’t going to unpack themselves.

(Sorry not sorry. But I’ve got a soft spot for Papa Cor. Short and sweet but this is just the beginning. If you want to be tagged in any future updates let me know. I have no problem doing so. Also side note, this is the first actual fic I’ve invested time into since my obsession with bleach like 10 years ago. My old fan fiction account was scary to say the least. I totally still ship Yoruichi and Urahara.)

[celestialallstars]

Episode #3: "Make me look like fucking Doofenshmirtz when I’m trying to be like Maleficent" - Mo

So first off WOOOOO! The vote happened exactly as it was supposed to. I'm hoping that means I'm actually on the pulse of this tribe. I've gradually been getting closer to Jared, and I think he trusts me probably more than I trust him.

Second off, this challenge my god. I hate it, like it's a good challenge but for me... oof. Doing this, it's like I have facial dyslexia or something. Like all of the mouths and eyes start blending together and it just starts to look nuts.

I'm hoping to keep trudging forward, if we somehow pull a win out of this, even better if Cyrena goes to tribal again given it was basically unanimous. Alternatively Orfeo to balance things out. I'm tired though and it's been a long day, so it is now time to sleep.

I’m conflicted because I so badly want to be a bad bitch and create an over the top plan but there’s such a high chance that it will flop and make me look like fucking Doofenshmirtz when I’m trying to be like Maleficent. So I’m going to try to create my own kinda of genius that only applies to me. It sounds stupid but it’ll work. I’m being bold by saying it’ll work cus if I get eliminated I’ll look like a Doofenshmirtz. We’ll see. I’m already making charts to help me see who’s good and who’s not so good at comps. Comparing teammates to eachother and comparing the entire cast to eachother. Wish me luck. (Also I love everyone in this cast.)

So like I have so many mixed feelings about this cast. In terms of talking a lot of them are BORING or LEAVE ME ON READ, and like maybe for some it’s cause I’m not in their tribe but like, some people on my tribe still make me want to hit my head against a rock. So like that’s what I’m feeling.

Also think we’re gonna loose this immunity which I’ve hardly done anything for. So go me.

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Just a small update Mitch and I are chatting so that answers that question

"What's going on?" Well I shall tell you Anna Jane exactly what is going on. I need to get back into therapy that's what.

Apparently everyone is stressed about results and then there is me who does not care cause I want bodhi gone cause he legit doesn't talk to me so meh.

ALSO ALISSA FOUND AN IDOL QUEEEN. so we now have an idol between the 3 of us which could come in handy very much later down the road which we love! I have 100% trust in jack and alyssa now, with mo as my number 3 on this tribe. As much as i love tobi personally (hi tobi reading this post season) but like idk something is still off. he hasn't spoken much game to me at the moment so idk where his head is really at..

god help us its results this challenge was hard woo go cyrena!

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we lost by 1 point. oh my god. 1 point. that makes me wanna cry. dear god let this be a simple vote or i will actually start crying

WHY MUST I ALWAYS BE ON THE SHITTY TRIBE WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY IS THERE SOME SICK SATISFACTION OF ME ALWAYS GOING TO TRIBAL????? FUCK

I am SO pumped! I do feel bad for the people on Cyrena, but where it stands now, them going to tribal I feel is best for my game just relationship-wise for me. Still, I can only hope I am making few bonds over on their end while maintaining the ones I have on my tribe and Tuatha as well. I do really hope Mo at least makes it because he helped me this morning when I was getting bummed about all the winner talk. I'm quite optimistic for right now!

I Wrote Alexis Maxwell But I Erased It

Well we won the challenge (BARELY), a bit annoyed that we submitted before I got another chance to take a crack at the photos. I feel like I could've maybe found 1 or 2 more before we submitted. Granted we'd need to have found either 3 more or beaten Orfeo to the punch if we had wanted the reward.

I think so long as Bodhi doesn't go on Cyrena I'm pretty indifferent about them losing. They're the people I talk to the least relatively. Ideally I'd probably want an Alyssa, or Matt boot, but I have no influence so we'll see what happens.

I'm just trying to be social and relatively unimposing right now. It's Day 8, now's not the time to be doing glaringly bold things.

um so we won wooh but still no 2nd idol im sad i want one. um wanted green tribe to go tribal but blue going again i hope bodhi/jack/alyssa leave cuz they dont talk to me ever um ya thatd be cute or maybe tobi cuz hes a snake but maybe he not a snake this time? my stan list atm is jared > zach = rhys > loris = chloe > everyone else. my unstan list is: sharky jack alyssa mitch <3 um yaa hope i can do sth. chris so good gotta always watch out for him jared asked who i wanted to go to f3 with and i said def not chris and he was like oh i wanted chris in end so like hes def a threat also he likes zach so um that needs to stop real quick.

I think it should be Bodhi or Tobi to go. Am I gonna say anything? Not right now, no. Will I say something later? No clue it depends. But Bodhi isn’t as active as the others and doesn’t participate all that much. Tobi is semi-active but isn’t great at challenges. I remember him being good at challenges so idk if he’s just distracted or not putting that much energy into this. I think a swap is happening after this potentially but if it ain’t it’s still best to vote out the weakest link. It might be me and I might just be super cocky rn but I don’t think it’s me.

hi! yesterday was a monumental day. I tried to mend my social game with those I hadn’t talked much to, which resulted in me having a lengthy conversation with jack, and making me feel a bit more secure in my tribe/in the event of a swap. the people I don’t talk to keep getting voted out which I’m very much a fan of but that’s probably because they were inactive so that trend might not continue :(. also I lied in my last conf I’m now in an alliance with Chris Jared kori and Bryce? I didn’t expect it but i didn’t feel too close with kori so that should help me solidify something there!! :) I’m thriving. don’t call me ANGEL!

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don’t call me ANGEL! (in case of task challenge :p)

So we won the challenge. Again. It’s really nice to be able to just sit back and relax in the game and watch people struggle but I’m really nervous about it because we’re all so kumbaya on the Oreo tribe that I don’t fully know who I can trust just yet. Another piece of tea is the fact that Alyssa has an idol which is great for me because it shows Alyssa trusts me and I can trust her for the time being. However I’m worried about Alyssa because we keep promising each other merge which tells me she won’t want to go to the end with me just yet so I gotta keep her close and we’ll see how much damage we can do but i think I’m thriving bc I actually know where an idol is compared to last time when I had no clue.

so previously on The Adventures of a F*g, i had a small breakdown about the game. i dont know if true, but bryce informed me of an alliance between kori/jared/bryce/loris/chris, and the last two named are super close allies of mine (the closest on my tribe). they like.. didnt tell me shit about it and idk i guess i just feel excluded and it sucks that im in legit 0 (real) alliances. ive been doing good socially i thought and i dont know but i feel like i really sucked.

meanwhile, i sat down with a bag of salt and vinegar lays chips and talked to myself. why was i doing bad? why was i in 0 alliances? why no one like me?

then it hit me... like boom.

i realized that a typical flaw i had this game was caring too much. i pride myself on my ability to read situations (barring paranoia) and i know myself very well. like, i realized that since i was too concerned with doing good and proving myself, i kind of lost the fun of it all and probably come off as fake or forcible to other people. that isn't authentic.

BUT MY EPIPHANY increased even further. how? i dont know!! my brains so fucking big. i just had to be goofy. yes, i want to do good. i really do. but i played once before in this series and got RU pots and 5th. i know i am capable of being a good player and im content with that, and now that im moving into that mindset where this game wont no longer dictate whether im good or bad, im going to start having fun.

i know this isnt about game really but its like... #selfdiscovery

but ya i just wanted to update yalls on that. i won immunity though so im f18 and probs in swap. woo. finna get fucked. anyway, thank u.

and since i want like attention on this post im going to put tags.

#selfdiscovery #justgirlythings #l4l #follow4follow #gay #faggot #0alliances #disney #anime #weeb #lgbt #survivor #bigbrother #celestial

After we won the face morph challenge, it has been pretty slow. I still have a solid group with me Stephen Z and Jared. Kori and Bryce are close, Jared and I are close, Rhys and Jared are close, and Stephen and I are close. Those are the allegiances I know of right now, but things could change. Lucky for the alliance of 5, they all get to stick together. If there is a swap though, I won't hesitate to flip on bryce/rhys/kori if the opportunity presents itself. I am also kind of worried I am not keeping up socially. I have had a busy week, so my availability is limited, but I try to talk to as many people as I can when I am available. If my predicitons are correct, we should expect a swap soon. I'd love to meet up with Michael, Bodhi, Alyssa, Chloe, Drew, and Mo just to name a few. I feel like I have been able to connect well with everyone except Matt H.

So, as per my last confessional we are at tribal. And I'm conflicted. As said before I have an alliance with jack and Alyssa and they are my main 2 at the moment like love them both. We helped Alyssa find the idol and we now have a vote steal which I found. However I am feeling kinda conflicted over this vote. Jack and Alyssa want to get rid of Tobi but I personally want bodhi gone. He doesn't talk to me like at all and like he's not the best at challenges. I wanna keep Tobi as well for like a laugh because I genuinely love him. We all agreed to keep mo thank god but still, a lil conflicted. AGH. I have found a vote steal tho woo. I'm not going to be happy but I'll swallow my pride and just go with the alliance, because I'm not out here trying to make waves and be unloyal at the moment. That's for later LOL

I think there is a relatively high chance that i'm going home here, considering its 1 and a half hours till tribal and people "still haven't heard anything" so i'm assuming that i'm getting the chop here which sucks... I tried pretty hard considering i've been pretty busy and like they're not giving me much to work with here and it feels like im trying to break through a wall. I'm trying to get the target on bodhi but no one is fucking online to even try to talk to about it so i'm at  a lost for what to do here... I want to stay but i just don't know how to do that when no one is talking to me... i could just be extremely paranoid and i sound delusional right now but idk something feels off here... its so annoying when I enjoy talking to other tribes more than my own NNNN like i really wish things were different but they're not so i'm just gonna try my best and see what happens

Woo we win again. Im trying to step up socially with my tribe, although who knows how long it's gonna matter bc we're prob swapping tonight. Apparently people were saying mo's name, let's pray it doesn't happen bc he's a good fucking kid.

Well it's been a slow couple of days for me. In game I can't really speak much to anything that may have happened. I feel like Tuatha has had a bit of a kumbaya casual flow going on. Which isn't necessarily bad but it makes it hard for me to know how I'm really doing.

Tobi was messaging me worried it might be him, which admittedly wouldn't be the worst thing given how we ended our last game. I was kindof an ass which I kindof leaned into after essentially throwing that game, but I still wish I'd found a way to end things better with him. While there are others I'd rather see go, his boot is one I can probably accept.

If it isn't him then oof who knows then. So long as it isn't Bodhi from that tribe. Overall I'm feeling ok, but I don't want to get complacent, it's just so early that I really don't know what to make of things. One world still isn't really helping since I'm still struggling to try and make conversation with EVERYONE. I really should consider just narrowing it down to some instead of all.

I’m sure hoping this works out for me if there is a tribe swap like a suspect, I think I’ve built some strong enough connections but without going to tribal it’s just not possible for me to be 100%

I've never been on a tribe with a winning streak I feel like I'm in the upside down hahaha. I'm having a great time and getting to know everybody and not having the stress of tribal is great. Sucks for the other tribes OOP

Nothing much is happening! I am still set up perfectly on my tribe and Bodhi has informed me that either Mo or Matt might be going. That was at the beginning of the round so it could really be anyone. I just hope it isn't Bodhi Alyssa or Mo.

Ok this past round was ok. I just kind of let us lose immunity and then we voted out Tobi. I didn’t want to vote out Tobi but that fucker voted for me so I don’t really care at all fuck him.

So not very much has changed on Tuatha as far as I can tell. My tribe winning the immunity challenge has helped me delay any confrontation between my 2 alliances which is great, as it should theoretically allow me to maintain relationships with all 6 members of the tribe. Still, it's going to keep being important to win immunity or pray for a swap in order to keep these groups from clashing.

Jared and Rhys are still a ? for me. I don't know why/how Rhys was able to convince Kori to invite Jared to the alliance of 5 instead of Mitch, and it worries me that those 2 may have a stronger bond than I immediately suspected. Hopefully I'll have an opportunity to deal with that when the time comes.

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Tobi is voted out 5-1. We swap!