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lostdreamr-blog1 · 8 months ago

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Outrun the Future - G.Cleven Ch 4

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The group was quickly hauled off into interrogation, leaving little to no time to process what happened. It was the same routine with every mission, never deviating no matter the number of remaining pilots. Marley learned early on that she needed to turn off her emotions until after all the facts were given. There was no time for tears in the middle of a war.

The interrogation room was built for teams of men. With the B-17’s holding 10 crew members, the tables had enough seats to accommodate them. So, when each P-51 pilot went to their own table, it showed the others how small they appeared. They often overlooked the fragileness fighter pilots can be when their planes prove to be some of the more superior ones in the sky. But seeing the individual pilots surrounded by no one but themselves, pity almost seemed to be thrown at them.

Bucky stood with his back against the wall, near the table his sister was at. None of them knew what their mission was, but clearly something went wrong for three pilots to not return. He needed to know why for a few reasons. One, to relay to the boys’ changes from the enemy that could impact their future missions. And two, to know how bad it is when his sister gets sent off. The constant battle between Major and brother was soon becoming an issue.

He stayed close by as she started recalling the details of the mission, providing support while staying out of her way. She had made it clear this morning when leaving without informing him, that she was her own person who didn’t need the support of her brother to get through tough situations. But he planned to be there in case the independence faltered.

Listening to the way Marley talked, it worried him with how different she was. Gone was the cheerful and free-spirited sister he had grown up with. In her place was a level-headed soldier who could recite facts about a mission that got three of her teammates taken or killed.

Before he could dwell on the change too long, she was done with her part of the interrogation and stood up to leave. If she was surprised to see her brother standing close enough to hear, she didn’t show it. Instead, she had schooled her face into a look of indifference. Something that was bound to haunt her brother in his sleep.

Buck had waited for the Egan siblings outside, wanting to see for himself how the two of them were. Marley was the first one he saw step out of interrogation and the blank look on her face didn’t tell him too much. He had only known her for a short time and while she seemed to be a carbon copy of John. He wasn’t sure how she handled stress. Bucky threw jokes around and shots back, not wanting to feel anything. The nights starting to get more frequent where he had to help his friend back to their bunk safely.

But Marley at this moment looked void of any emotion. The tears from earlier were long gone and in their place was a face that wasn’t going to falter.

Bucky stepped out close behind his sister, running a hand through his hair. Buck could easily see how much that situation got to him and wondered how bad it was.

“You okay, Marley?” Buck asked her while keeping his eyes on his friend. She nodded her head at him while Bucky shook his. He had a feeling things would play out like this, he just wasn’t sure what to do about it.

“Why don’t we get you somethin’ to eat? Let you settle back down from this mornings run.” Buck kept his tone light, not trying to seem like he was forcing the idea on her. He learned with Bucky that the second you demand something, he will do everything in his power to do the opposite. And if had to bet, Marley was going to be the same.

“I think I’m going to take a shower and get out of this flight gear before I do anything.” Buck looked to her brother to see how he would react to that answer, but he didn’t say a word.

The two men walked her back to her bunk, no one saying a thing. Marley was trying her absolute hardest to not have a second breakdown. Especially since her brother now knew exactly what went on up there. Bucky knew if he opened his mouth, he would be yelling at her for a number of different things. The main one was for joining the damn war as a pilot. And Buck was in foreign territory, not knowing what toes he could step on if he led the conversation. So, the trio remained silent.

Once they arrived at their destination, Marley gave them a slight nod in thanks. Buck looked to his friend and saw he was going to let her walk in there without a single word. He sighed and said, “We will be down at the mess hall if you want to join us after.” His words stopped her for a second, hand hovering over the doorknob. “Thanks.” It was a quiet reply, but words were clearly the goal with the Egan siblings. Buck offered a small smile and turned back to Bucky after she shut the door.

“How bad?” The two started walking to the mess hall, now having to set up camp there for at least an hour. They weren’t sure if the younger Egan would show up, but they wanted to give her a chance.

Bucky ran a hand over his face, “There were more enemy fighters this time which makes me nervous for when we go back up. Seems like they are pulling more of their resources to the air. Something we need to start planning for.”

Buck slowly nodded his head at the answer Major Egan gave. While he had only gone on one mission so far, he got a good look at how bad things could get. Or so he thought. “And Marley?” He needed the brother answer as well.

“I don’t know, Buck. The way she just turned things off was concerning. It was like my sister was shoved into some far away corner and was replaced by a soldier. And I know what you’re going to say. That we are all soldiers. But that wasn’t Marley in there. It-it was like a shell of her. And I feel like the longer she is out here, the more that shell is going to take over.” Bucky shook his head, recalling what happened in there.

Buck wasn’t sure what to say to that. He knew this was Marley’s 9th mission and that this isn’t the first time she’s lost people. This was a fraction of the losses compared to what she told him that night. If she was able to bounce back to her normal self after that, he wasn’t concerned. Honestly, he hoped he could do the same once he starts headed up there more. But her brother didn’t know that.

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Marley walked into her bunk area; thankful the girls were working. She needed time to process what happened without the worry of someone seeing her. Grabbing a clean uniform, she walked to the showers and started trying to scrub away the losses from today.

The mission was supposed to be simple. A short flight to France to provide support to a small group of bombers. The target wasn’t even high profile, but more of an inconvenience for the enemy. So, when double the amount of Luftwaffe fighter planes headed towards them, they knew the stakes had been raised.

In all honesty, only having three of their planes shot down was a bigger win than they wanted to let on. Even half of the B-17’s was still standing when they got out of enemy territory. But losses still hurt, and the war seemed to be evolving at a rapid pace. She just hoped the US could keep up before too many of them were lost.

The water from the shower soon ran cold, signaling that it was time to get out. One of the main things she missed from back home was long, hot showers. The ones that make it feel like your skin was borderline burning. The water at base never seemed to get above lukewarm.

Marley knew she needed to put on a brave face for her brother. The way he acted walking her to her bunk highlighted the fact that her not being okay will affect him more than her. So, she looked herself in the mirror and nodded her head. I can do this. A small mission never hurt anyone. Well… it hurt three people. She shook her head, not the damn point. We are fine and there is zero reason to act otherwise.

She made sure to repeat those thoughts as she got dressed and headed to the mess hall to meet up with her brother and Buck. Those thoughts started to deviate as the thought of the blonde pilot was brought up. How he managed to become best friends with her brother still confused her. The man was quiet, observant, and calmer than most. All things opposite of John.

But even with him trying to remain a shadow, he still caught her eye. He was confident, he was caring, and he was bound to be trouble.

Marley had made herself promise to not fall for any man during the war. After the carnage of the first mission she went on, it was a wakeup call she needed. Getting close to people out here was dangerous, not knowing if they would make it back.

But when she walked through the doors of the mess hall and was greeted with a gruff “hey doll. I saved you some food.” She knew that promise was going to be broken.

A/N: Thank you so so much for reading! As always, my tags and inbox is always open for you :)

-C

Tags: @probabydeadbynow

#gale cleven x reader #gale buck cleven #gale cleven #buck cleven #john bucky egan #john egan #mota #masters of the air #chelsea writes

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delicatebluebirdruins · 2 months ago

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the hollow boy reread

27th October 2024

3 is it really the first time though?

7 "I also carried a skull in a jar, so we weren't entirely predictable"

28th Jan 2024

12 dusty ketchup bottle ick

14 It's almost the same thing that happened at Combe Carey

16 I love this introduction of Lucy that I have in my screenshots

19 it must be bad

27 whoo cluster

32 "I'm nervous, and I'm already dead"

34 Lockwood noticing something is wrong with Lucy

39 the necklace

43 "In those days"

44 "We were never good. We were the best. And we never fully realised it until it was too late"

49 Curious George

51 Black Winter is such a fun time

53 Lockwood's faith in Lucy ("expressive lips" why are you focusing on his lips bub?)

56 terrotorial Lucy and George at the idea of a new housemate "Lockwood's proximity made me happy" you don't say? Loyal George

61 homemaker Lucy is not

63 Lucy's raw nerve

64 JAKE!

69 "ancient history"...

71 emotional constipation my name is Lockwood

73 the lavender being a welcome and a caution 🥹🥹🥹

74 Lucy wanting Lockwood to talk to her

76 love this glimpse into the agency colours

85 a big old crush

91 exhaustion leads to sloppiness

96 testing Lucy's talents are great

100 Rotwell's game that is basically surgery

102 Lucy's feelings about her family being impatient and cross, wanting to scream, resigned and thinking they're scared

106 their reaction to seeing Lucy already talked about here

112 how close were they?

122 Holly is very aggravating not through any actions of her own she is hired to do a job and she will be damned if she doesn't do it well

125 Jealousy and Carrot Cake feat. Customer Service Lockwood

29th October 129 I love Holly cutting off Mrs Wintergarden

133 "think nine or ten" that is just a baby

135 Lockwood POV pretty please

136 I love the lyre brooch (I cannot stress enough I love jewellry)

138 assumptions make an ass out of you

140 Berkley Square? what happpened? It's one of Lucy's favourite cases and that's all we get?

142 wondered about here but I really want to know what Lucy was going to say

146 talking about being normal kids Poor Little Tom

155 Lucy do as you're told

159 why the FUCK have you two noticed her footsize?

160 Lucy feeling empathy for the wrong ghost

164 I would rather die then be anywhere near this conversation

168 Poor Kipps and crew

171 You tell them George like the quote about history

174 Lucy you are a prat

176 I know I yelled about this the last time I watched this book but "still smells of him" is an insane comment

182 Lockwood keeping an eye on Holly and Lucy being "hot-eyed"

186 the circle of bloody footprints is so creepy

191 mimicking the breathing is still very creepy and self endangerment ding! ding!

193 impossible leap and I still want Lockwood's POV

200 Solitary on Lambeth walk

203 Lockwood's head in Georges lap (did he want Lucy? Yes or Holly? no)

205 Holly was reorganisation also harrasment?

208 the Skull has a point your know?

218 So many ghosts

221 George is right about not bottling things up Lucy

222 Hampton Wick Hotel cluster?

224 Complimenting Flo "unwashed queen" dismissal's really Lucy?

227 "old mother Thames"

230 Lucy and Lockwood barely seeing each other as Lockwood is isolating himself (Lucy seeing Lockwood's injury as a sign of her failure)

233 Marissa sucks by the way 234 "safely" sure

237 George to the rescue

243 "Pale faces stared up at us from beyond the smoke" a hint of bad things to come

253 Lucy and Lockwood being so in sync and her "swell of joy" despite the exertion they are doing

256 "smiling of crocodiles" Lucy, Lockwood and Sir Rupert after the chase and his underhanded moment with his sword

259 album? I want to see that

263 Lucy is a star well done Lockwood but meeting her eyes and then complimenting Holly like he did is so mean (Holly did deserve praise but it's so mean)

266 Baby Lockwood pictures

268 maybe Holly maybe most likely you

276 Honey-biscuits? nice

283 history of the location

287 "Barnes won't let us down" and let down we are

291 Lucy going against Lockwood here and arguing that joining forces with Kipps' crew is a good idea (and I so want Lockwood's pov for this)

295 Lucy wishing for Holly to fall into the catacombs is karma at work really

296 "our assistant seemed to affect girls that way." does she? or is just you and Kat?

30th October 2024

299 Flo possibly flushing when shaking hands with Holly is great (Bi? Bi)

303 out of touch CEO? ding! ding!

310 "Some people might be tempted" you opened yourself up for that Lucy

312 Lucy and Holly "a token smile"

317 "attract attention of all dark things"... "one of them is hunting you"

319 longing for and missing Lockwood

322 Love this hate this "a human figure crawling on all fours"

327 Poor Kate

330 Lockwood knowing how strong Lucy is but still not seeing how vulnerable she is (his faith in her working against them both)

334 what in the ghost ship nonsense is this?... you were very lucky Bobert

339 All because Holly mentioned Lockwood and Lucy not saying no to him and just Lucy seeing Holly's "superiority" over her and it just all coming to a head in the worst time possible (how much of their relationship would have been changed if Lucy was there and involved in the hiring and interview part)

342 Skull? Bobby? shut up

351 I love the imagery of a snake and i hate it as well

359 Lockwood "grinning that old grin"... "his eyes sparkled; he held out his hand..."

367 I love Lucy going on the bright side i'm closer to the Source but is also understandably very woozy and saying hi to skeletons

370 "They were criminals and they were infected. Who was going to care?"

375 "I gave a cry, bent down to retrieve them - and saw the ghosts come sweeping in towards me. That was the moment the nub of the candle chose to finally go out"

377 are the other ghosts scared of the Fetch???

379 "and all at once my legs buckled with joy. Because I knew it! I knew the voice. It was the one I wanted to hear more than any other"

389 "I didn't trust myself to be with you. I was too anxious about what might happen" meaning? double meaning

390 "I know I don't talk about it, but it's happened to me before. Losing someone dear to me. I can't let it happen again" also who is the biscuit thief?

392 Poor Lockwood "lazy and wilful"... "his carefully neutral tone wavered"... "Under the anger and the sorrow, Lucy I was just left feeling hollow." hey Lockwood is/was a hollow boy. So we have Lockwood blaming himself for Jessica's death AND the newspaper article going "unable to save her" get the boy some therapy (there are two sets of people to blame for Jessica's death the Orpheus Society and whoever made the pot crack in the first place)

also Lockwood compared Lucy to his sister he never said anything about considering Lucy like a sister (@the empty grave wiki page comments section)

399 Poor Barnes where will he get his socks now?

402 Flo and George are also a battle couple in their own right'

406 I love the newspaper article (I want to see the foldable model) like the amount of customer service bullshit coming from both Kipps and Lockwood must have made an ass jealous (also did Lockwood & Co. use the Aickmere Brothers £10 voucher? discuss I say yes because I think it would be funny)

409 Barnes my love is back in my good books, Kipps my love also hilarious

413 so close to meeting the living bad guys of the series

415 George talking about how ghosts experience time like the rest as they say is confetti

417 I love the Skull

419 what are you doing with your glasses Georgie?... I wonder what Lockwood was thinking when he asked "is that really what this is all about?" and I wonder if anyone entertained the idea that the Fetch Lucy saw was Lockwood?

#lockwood and co #george cubbins #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #the hollow boy reread #lockwood library #please talk to me about things especially page 406

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sk8theinfinitysims4-leavan · 1 year ago

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SK8 ~ Beginnings - Simstagram Posts - Part 1 (May 6th until May 7th 2021)

Disclaimer: English and Japanese is not our native language, so it's possible that we have writed and/or translated some things incorrectly. 🙇💦

Between May 6th to 11th on Lea's Twitter (and some of them much later on Lea's Instagram) we published several Simstagram posts (publications like Instagram in Sims version) made by SK8 characters, shown below. At this point we've already started to make a little story although not entirely "serious". As there are 30 publications and more than 30 images, we will divide them into 16 images per publication and this is part one of two parts in total, we hope you enjoy them.

Simstagram Post 01 - Ainosuke (5:46 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

A little hot picture for my followers, sorry not to show it in full but soon I will be able to on my private Twitter (my account name in the picture). LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 02 - Ainosuke (5:59 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

My secretary and I in the morning when we were invited to Langa-kun's house. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 03 - Ainosuke (6:19 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Swimsuit test….even if you don't get to focus on the swimsuit. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 04 - Ainosuke (6:25 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

This photo was passed on to me by my friends Kojiro and Kaoru to upload. LOVE AGAIN! 😘

Simstagram Post 05 - Ainosuke (6:54 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Miya-kun listened to my words to care for the environment, and we took a photo together. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 06 - Ainosuke (6:59 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Vanitas, a boy with a lot of charisma. He always comes to my meetings and listens very attentively to every word I say. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 07 - Ainosuke (7:11 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Photo with my friend, the famous calligrapher Kaoru Sakurayashiki. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 08 - Ainosuke (7:32 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Kaoru has become lazy, I asked him why he didn't upload the photo and he answered: Carla has worked a lot today. Kaoru and Reki-kun, this last with depressed hair…. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 09 - Ainosuke (7:40 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

My secretary verifying that it's a legal selfie and not a hot one. LOVE AGAIN! 😘

Simstagram Post 10 - Ainosuke (7:51 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Eating at the Hasegawa family's house, Tadashi talking to Langa-kun and me tasting Kojiro's food. In case anyone is wondering, Kojiro was talking to Langa-kun's mother, she is the one taking the photo. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 11 - Ainosuke (8:00 p. m. - May 6th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

After one of my parties, Kaoru and Reki talked for a long time. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 12 - Ainosuke (11:50 a. m. - May 7th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Morning sports before going to work. This six pack didn't make itself! LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 13 - Kaoru (12:18 p. m. - May 7th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

I've finished setting up Carla on the TV, now it's time to test her. 🌸

Simstagram Post 14 - Ainosuke (12:34 p. m. - May 7th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Photo before going to a meeting. LOVE AGAIN!😘

Simstagram Post 15 - Reki (1:06 p. m. - May 7th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

Skating with you is infinite! Langa and I are more than just good friends, we are bonded by a sport we enjoy together! 英語が苦手なのですが、ランガに助けられました。* 🛹

*Translation: I'm not good at English, but Langa helped me. 🛹

Simstagram Post 16 - Langa (4:28 p. m. - May 7th, 2021) [Posted on Lea's Twitter]

I invited Joe to my house, and he came with some more people. He took the photo. ❄️

See you on Thursday with the 2nd part!

SK8 MainStory:

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#TadaAi #Matchablossom #Renga #SK8 the Infinity #Sims 4 Anime #SK8 MainStory #SK8_TS4LeaVan

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dollycas · 10 days ago

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The Sunday Salon is a Facebook group that has become an informal week-in-review gathering place for bloggers. It is also a place to share our thoughts about things of a bookish nature. You can also link up weekly on Readerbuzz. The Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted by Kimberly @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer ~ It’s a chance to share news~ A post to recap the past week on your blog, showcase books and things we have received, and share news about what is coming up on our blog for the week ahead. HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE! I have to start this post by going back to last Saturday. Our day started by traveling to watch Remi play in his first basketball tournament of the season. The boys have improved so much. They lost their first game by just one basket. While they also lost the next two games, we saw so much promise. As 6th graders, they are learning more every day but need to recondition their bodies to playing 3 games a day and to take a beat before they shoot. Saturday evening we attended Charlotte's first dance recital. After a little confusion about where to enter the event, we were delighted by the wonderful Christmas program. Charlie performed with her class and then later in the program she and her daddy were part of the daddy-daughter dance. She was absolutely beaming on stage with her daddy. Monday was a horrific day. About an hour away from us there was a school shooting. 1 teacher and 1 freshman student were killed and several others injured, two still in critical condition at the last report. The shooter, a 15-year-old girl took her own life right before the police arrived. This was at a Pre-K-12 school. A school that was in our conference for sports and other academic events. We have been to that school several times while our children were in school. We know people whose children and grandchildren go there. It is heartwrenching whenever these shootings occur but this one hit me hard. Friday, other high schools in the area walked out of classes and marched to the state Capitol building in response to Monday’s shooting chanting “no more silence, end gun violence” and “books, not bullets” during their nearly three-mile route. This has to stop. Mental illness is always cited and that may have been the issue that started this, but this 15-year-old had a gun that she shouldn't have had. Both need to be addressed and this country needs to decide what is more important, their children or their guns. Friday also marked Remington's 12th birthday. We had a big snowfall Thursday night that brought back memories of the blizzard that happened the night he was born. Daughter #1 calls him her blizzard baby. The trip to the hospital was a real event following a police car and a snowplow. It's a night we will never forget. Kaden was snowed in with his other grandparents for several days. Hard to believe it was twelve years ago. He is growing up to be a wonderful young man, we are so proud of him. How was your week? Weekly Rewind - My Reading Itinerary Monday! – Week #51 – 2024 Monday - My Reading Itinerary Monday! – Week #51 – 2024 Plus - Crafty Cat (Crazy Cat Lady Mystery) by Mollie Hunt #Spotlight / #Giveaway – Great Escapes Book Tour @molliehuntcatwriter Tuesday - A Basket Case (Maddie Sparks Mystery Series) by Lesley A Diehl #Review / #Giveaway – Great Escapes Book Tour – @lesley.diehl.1 @CamelPressBooks Wednesday - Cozy Wednesday featuring A Slay Ride Together With You (Year-Round Christmas Mystery) by Vicki Delany #Review / #Giveaway @vickidelany @crookedlanebks Thursday - A Coastal Corpse and Washed Up With the Tide (Seffi Wardwell Mysteries) by Rebecca M. Douglass #Spotlight / #Giveaway @GreatEscapesBookTours @RebeccaDouglassNinjaLibrarian Plus - The Proof Is in the Poison (A Southern Homebrew Mystery) by Diane Kelly #Review @DianeKellyBooks @BerkleyMystery Friday - BOOK BLAST – The Case of the Reptile Rescuing Receptionist (Buttercup Bend Mysteries) by Debbie De Louise #Giveaway Plus - A Christmas Arrangement / Blood Under The Mistletoe: A Short Romance Novel (The Flower Shop Mystery Series) by Annie Adams #Review / #Giveaway @AnnieAdamsAuthr Saturday - 2025 Challenges – I Will Be Participating In Have a Merry Week! Your Escape Into A Good Book Travel Agent Read the full article

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afflictedbythe-not-knowing · 2 months ago

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Lover

Album Number: 7

Written: November 2018-February 2019

Announced: June 13, 2019

Released: August 23, 2019

Genre: Pop

TRACKLIST

I Forgot That You Existed 2:51

Written By: Taylor Swift, Louis Bell, Adam King Feeney

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Louis Bell, Frank Dukes

2. Cruel Summer 2:58

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff, Annie Clark

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

3. *Lover 3:41

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

4. *The Man 3:10

Written By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

5. The Archer 3:31

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

6. I Think He Knows 3:53

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

7. Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince 3:54

Written By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

8. Paper Rings 3:42

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

9. Cornelia Street 3:47

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

10. Death by a Thousand Cuts 3:19

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

11. London Boy 3:10

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff, Mark Spears, Cautious Clay

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff, Sounwave

12. Soon You'll Get Better ft. the Chicks 3:22

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

13. False God 3:20

Written By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

14. *You Need to Calm Down 2:51

Written By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

15. Afterglow 3:43

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

16. **Me! ft. Brendon Urie 3:13

Written By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little, Brendon Urie

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Joel Little

17. It's Nice to Have a Friend 2:30

Written By: Taylor Swift, Louis Bell, Adam King Feeney

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Louis Bell, Frank Dukes

18. Daylight 4:53

Written By: Taylor Swift

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff

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19. All Of The Girls You Loved Before 3:55

Written By: Taylor Swift, Frank Dukes, Louis Bell

Produced By: Taylor Swift, Frank Dukes, Louis Bell

PROLOGUE

When I found old diaries from my childhood and my teens, they were covered in dust. I'm not just saying that for poetic effect, they were truly dusty with pictures drawn of first day of school outfits and inspirational quotes I used to retrace over and over to get me through doubtful moments. I'd practice my autograph and tape my guitar picks to the pages. In the entries, I daydreamed on paper and mused about who might ask who to the dance or how nervous I was saying the national anthem at the local baseball game. I frequently and drastically changed my opinions on love, friends, confidence and trust. I vented, described memories in detail, jotted down new song ideas and questioned why I would ever try to shoot for a career I had such a small chance of ever attaining.

But what shocked me the most was how often I wrote down the things I loved. Writing a new song, riding in the car with my mom, the purple-pink skies of the soccer field on the walk home, the one night in middle school when none of my friends were fighting, the dazzle of opal necklaces I couldn’t afford gleaming from a department store jewelry case. I wrote about tiny details in my life in these diaries from a bygone age with such… wonderment. Intrigue. Romance. I noticed things and decided they were romantic, and so they were.

In life, we grow up and we encounter the nuanced complexities of trying to figure out who to be, how to act, or how to be happy. Like invisible smoke in the room, we wonder what kind of anxiety pushes you forward and what kind ruins your ability to find joy in your life. We constantly question our choices, our surroundings, and we beat ourselves up for our mistakes. All the while, we crave romance. We long for those rare, enchanting moments when things just fall into place. Above all else, we really, really want our lives to be filled with love.

I've decided that in this life, I want to be defined by the things I love- not the things I hate, the things I'm afraid of, or the things that haunt me in the middle of the night. Those things may be struggles, but they're not my identity. I wish the same for you. May your struggles become inaudible background noise behind the loud, clear voices of those who love and appreciate you. Turn those voices up in the mix in your head. May you take notice of the things in your life that are nice and make you feel safe and maybe even find wonderment in them. May you write down your feelings and reflect on them years later, only to learn all the trials and the tribulations you thought might kill you… didn't. I hope that someday you forget the pain ever existed. I hope that if there is a lover in your life, it's someone who deserves you. If that's the case, I hope you treat them with care.

This album is a love letter to love itself- all the captivating, spellbinding, maddening devastating red, blue, gray, golden aspects of it (that's why there are so many songs). In honor of fever dreams, bad boys, confessions of love on a drunken night out, Christmas lights still hanging in January, guitar string scars on my hands, false gods and blind faith, memories of jumping into an icy outdoor pool, creaks in floorboards and ultraviolet morning light, finally finding a friend, and opening the curtains to see the clearest, brightest daylight after the darkest night.

We are what we love. This is Lover.

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Chicago Fire Season 4 Ep. 12 "Not Everyone Makes It"

Freddie's father asks Herrmann to forgive his son. Casey learns that a shelter for people displaced by the tornado may close. Casey attends a fundraiser at the request of an alderman. Dawson and Brett face consequences after telling Boden about Chili's erratic behaviour.

If you want to watch the series for yourself, stop reading! This post contains spoilers to the storyline.

Freddie’s trial starts tonight on Chicago Fire. The State’s Attorney tried the case personally after Freddie assaulted a city official with a deadly weapon. Herrmann approved. He said Freddie deserved what he got. He still thought so even when he saw him in court.

However, Herrmann later got a call from Freddie’s father. The older man was in jail for murder and wanted Herrmann to change his mind about Freddie. He had tried to convince Herrmann to forgive Freddie.

That had got to Herrmann. He wondered if Freddie deserved another chance. But Cruz told him not to. Cruz didn't trust Freddie's father because he remembered the other man from the neighborhood. He recalled the time Freddie's father stabbed someone for looking at him funny.

Cruz told Herrmann to report the call. He said it might have been a threat and that the older man might have tried to scare Herrmann from testifying at trial. But Herrmann didn't want to think the same way. He went to the prison to see Freddie’s father. He heard the man's side of the story.

It was a sad story. The other man had been in a gang and believed he had to act tough and never be insulted without striking back. This is what he taught Freddie. Freddie had always believed he couldn't let anyone insult him because it would make him look weak. Herrmann had only been joking when he came up with a silly nickname, but the young man had only done what his father taught him. He was taught to cut someone down.

But Freddie’s father didn’t stop there. He told Herrmann that he'd spoken with Freddie and that the boy would never hurt someone who'd trusted him. Freddie regretted stabbing Herrmann. Herrmann had to decide what to do. Forgiveness was harder, but Herrmann couldn’t stop thinking about it. House 51 got a call to a residential. The couple called 911 because their son was threatening suicide.

The guys broke through the door. They found the son hanging from his ceiling fan. He had been bullied at school and when he found out he couldn’t escape it online, he thought suicide was the better option. Suicide is never the answer. Herrmann and the EMTs had to resuscitate him so he could figure that out on his own. After seeing someone nearly lose their son, Herrmann spent time with his own. Just because!

He chose to forgive Freddie. He asked for a meeting with the judge and changed his testimony. Before, he said Freddie deserved whatever they threw at him. He told the judge he realized he was speaking from a hurt place and that he had forgiven Freddie because it was best for them both.

But back at the station, Chili had worn out sympathy. Dawson and Brett said she was sloppy at work, which led to her second strike with Boden. Boden said that if she messed up again, she'd never work with 51 again and wouldn't find work in the city. Brett and Dawson tried to help Chili. They told her they understood and knew losing a sibling was hard. But they also had to tell her she was self-destructing.

She put patients at risk and alienated her friends. The women tried to be gentle with her, but when that didn't work, they tried a tougher approach. It seemed to be working for a moment.

Chili talked about her sister and explained why they fell out. And it never used to be like that because they were best friends. But not long after, Chili was back at the bar and drinking to oblivion.

But she’s not the only one in trouble. Casey also stepped on a few toes after he accused an alderman of stealing money from a shelter. The same shelter that Lucas Hicks and his mother went to after the tornado.

Casey had become friends with the family and was interested in the shelter they were in. He spoke at an event to raise money for the shelter. But then he heard the shelter was going to close anyway, even though money had been raised. The excuse didn't make sense.

The alderman said it was too expensive to keep the shelter open. It was an abandoned gym with cots. That can’t be too expensive to maintain. Casey confronted the alderman and demanded to know where the money went.

Severide has been involved with the woman from Homeland Security, even though it's supposed to be secret. Alex Ward has been sending him on fact-finding missions. Tonight, she told Severide that she was in Chicago to find the person making homemade napalm.

#USA #TV Serie #Action #Emergency #Drama #2016 #One Chicago #Chicago Fire

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LIGHT OF LIFE 348

John 1:4

TOO LATE 11 – AGENTS OF CHANGE? 3

Eze 14:19-20 “Or SUPPOSE I WERE TO SEND A PLAGUE INTO THAT LAND, AND POUR OUT MY RAGE ON IT WITH BLOODSHED, killing both people and animals. EVEN IF NOAH, DANIEL, AND JOB WERE IN IT, AS SURELY AS I LIVE, DECLARES THE SOVEREIGN LORD, THEY COULD NOT SAVE THEIR OWN SON OR DAUGHTER; THEY WOULD SAVE ONLY THEIR OWN LIVES BY THEIR RIGHTEOUSNESS. NET

Now comes the worst-case scenario of matters being too late for remedies: cases where God has already determined painful judgement, but keeps silent about it, yet allowing the people to be unperturbed about the errors of their ways, till “doomsday” dawns suddenly upon them all.

1Th 5:2-3 For you already know quite well that the day of the Lord will come unexpectedly and as a complete surprise. FOR WHILE SOME ARE SAYING, “FINALLY WE HAVE PEACE AND SECURITY,” SUDDEN DESTRUCTION WILL ARRIVE AT THEIR DOORSTEP, like labor pains seizing a pregnant woman—and WITH NO CHANCE OF ESCAPE! TPT

We are not really talking about Rapture time, alright.

But the scenario of divine judgement meted out for flagrant offences carried out by carefree people, can be no less imposing.

The scariest thing about being too late for Mercy or change is that, God can decide today that He will destroy someone or a people in the next 5 years, but the 5 years is no room for pleading anymore.

1Sa 16:1 And the Lord said to Samuel, HOW LONG WILL YOU GO ON SORROWING FOR SAUL, SEEING THAT I HAVE PUT HIM FROM HIS PLACE AS KING OVER ISRAEL? Take oil in your vessel and go; I will send you to Jesse, the Beth-lehemite: for I HAVE GOT aA KING FOR MYSELF among his sons. BBE

You have to wonder, if you see deeply into those words, how God does His things.

He said he had put Saul from “his place as king over Israel” and there was no remedy, yet Saul still lasted on that same throne for over the next 14 to 17years, since after David was anointed.

Did you know that?

1Sa 17:33 But SAUL replied to David, “You aren’t able to go against this Philistine and fight him! YOU’RE JUST A BOY! He has been a warrior from his youth!” NET

2Sa 5:4 DAVID WAS THIRTY YEARS OLD WHEN HE BECAME KING, and he ruled for forty years. GNB

If David was just a “Boy” about the time he fought Goliath, which was some time after he was anointed, then he must have been quite young when he met Saul.

The point is: despite the length of time Saul had before he was finally destroyed, there was no more room to pray or intercede for him – TIME does not create ROOM to REVOKE or appeal against DEFINITE divine judgements.

Saul couldn’t even pray for himself or ask for mercy.

Do you know how I know?

1Sa 16:14-15 Now, THE LORD'S SPIRIT HAD LEFT SAUL, AND AN EVIL SPIRIT FROM THE LORD TORMENTED HIM. Saul's officials told him, "An evil spirit from God is tormenting you. GW

You see that even Saul’s servants knew that God was against him.

The point here is: when God has rejected a man totally, He takes His Spirit from that man such that he can’t call on or pray to God anymore; he becomes apostate and even embittered with God.

Did you hear David’s prayer?

Psa 51:11 Do not CAST ME FROM your presence; DO NOT TAKE YOUR HOLY SPIRIT FROM ME. ISV

David knew too well that when you have offended God to the point He hates you, He would hate hearing your voice or having you call on Him, ever again.

When you are “cast from His Presence”, you can’t contact or connect with Him directly.

When He takes His spirit from you, you can’t “link” with His with “spiritual telephone” anymore.

He won’t hear your cries to receive mercy anymore.

Jer 44:25-27 This is what the LORD of Armies, the God of Israel, says: You and your wives made promises, and you have kept them. YOU SAID, 'WE WILL CERTAINLY DO WHAT WE VOW. WE WILL BURN INCENSE TO THE QUEEN OF HEAVEN AND POUR OUT WINE OFFERINGS TO HER.' "So go ahead. Keep your vows, and do what you vow. But listen to the word of the LORD, all you people of Judah who live in Egypt. 'I SWEAR BY MY GREAT NAME,' SAYS THE LORD, 'THAT NO ONE FROM JUDAH WHO LIVES ANYWHERE IN EGYPT WILL EVER AGAIN CALL ON MY NAME AND TAKE THE OATH, "AS THE ALMIGHTY LORD LIVES..." I am going to watch over them. I AM GOING TO WATCH OVER THEM TO BRING DISASTERS, NOT BLESSINGS. In Egypt the people from Judah will die in wars and famines until everyone is gone. GW

This case is really bad: a people disavow God to His face?

God said when He starts destroying them, He’ll ensure they can’t use His name or call on Him for mercy.

Most stories I hear about Hell shows that the “prisoners” are always cursing God there.

It is obvious that God totally disengaged them from any connection with His Spirit and Himself, so that they can’t appeal to His heart’s Kindness anymore.

Isa 29:13-14 The Lord says, "THESE PEOPLE COME TO HONOR ME WITH WORDS, BUT I AM NOT REALLY IMPORTANT TO THEM. THE WORSHIP THEY GIVE ME IS NOTHING BUT HUMAN RULES THEY HAVE MEMORIZED. So I will continue to amaze them by doing powerful and amazing things. THEIR WISE MEN WILL LOSE THEIR WISDOM. EVEN THE MOST INTELLIGENT AMONG THEM WILL NOT BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND." ERV

There are similarities in the case above, with the Jeremiah people: these ones pretend to honour God, but in actions, yet disavow Him, doing just what they deem fit.

Similar Judgement follows: He takes away their wisdom and intelligence.

I told you all that there are hidden standards in all God does. We need to inspect and find out if these things are not happening amongst us today.

Jer 11:14 And AS FOR YOU, MAKE NO PRAYERS FOR THIS PEOPLE, SEND UP NO CRY OR PRAYER FOR THEM: for I will not give ear to their cry in the time of their trouble. BBE

O, may our cases not be such that our cries wont be heard anymore or that even agents of change won’t be permitted to stand in the gap for us, IN JESUS NAME.

Join us on Friday as we proceed with this compelling Subtopic.

Keep Shinning!

Brother Prince

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Yes it is true that there are the pictures that seem to say: " hey look Chris is not alone" but I don't think that is the case because in multiple episodes, albeit in clips, they point us to Chris's family situation. The only real time when they were a real family was that summer a year ago when he was very young (presumably at 3 years old following the flashback) and in all likelihood, following what he said in the party episode, his parents never stay for too long at home they literally do a touch-and-go and so those pictures attest to that🥺. Yes of course they have been in those moments in his life but it is not that Chris is not grateful rather those moments still give him hope and chances to his parents who however up to a certain point exploded that he could not anymore but he has been neglected and left alone with little consideration since he was 3 years old. In the character's biography (now I can't remember if it's in Sonic Retro, wiki or fandom) it says that Chris treasures every encounter he has and those pictures attest to his personality so much so that he has the clippings of his parents when they are hugely successful but, as he exclaimed in 25-26, after they are gone the house will become empty again. Chris is a character neglected affectively by his parents who are "present" little or nothing but that little Chris holds dear to him that gives him the strength to endure their behavior and forgive them, and the fact that Helen is actually a parallel to him but at least there the parents have realized their mistake actually gives a strong impact because both characters are wonderful and inperfect characters and what I honestly appreciate the most and if Helen had become the main character I think she would have ended up in a cliché that she used to be: " ah yes how beautiful she is" and then it would have become: " but Helen in all this what does she do?" The point is that you think: rich character who however suffers from loneliness= ungrateful because he can have everything he wants but that is not the case, Chris is not ungrateful to his parents because you can't be ungrateful to those who are making you suffer, he loves them, supports them and asks from them just a little bit of their time. It's not that he doesn't appreciate his school acquaintances, he's slowly making friends with them and appreciates them however the one who really considered him and treated him as one of them despite everything not having their strength was Sonic who immediately understood the boy's heart... a good and kind heart that has been hurt far too many times and that's why in the teacher's episode Sonic leaves annoyed, not because of Chris but because of what he found out.... that they leave him alone and make him suffer when he has done nothing wrong to deserve it and his parents will not understand the mistake even at the end of the season (original version) that is why Sonic actually teaches him to be a little bit careless towards them/ in 51 because he is aware in a way that his parents will not change easily.

Noticing lately people that people are saying "Chris isn't bad, 4kids ruined him", then post this scene out of context

Where toddler Chris is lied to by his parents, and then he says "they never came for me, just kept buying presents"

Here's the problem, it's bullshit retconning

We have literal photographic evidence showing his parents being there for the early part of his adolescence early S1 in bgs (this is literally Ep 2!). This wasn't a goof, it had several pans focusing on it, and was common in other bg art in other eps

This bs statement also ignores later eps where his mom personally invites him and his friends to her work, his parents dropping everything when he gets sick, etc. His supposed emotional angsting is extremely trivialized throughout most of S1. His parents constantly check on him even at work, his extended family and servants are very involved with him, he actually has friends in a public school, it overall feels barely in check when he cries to Sonic in the end of S1's finale. Like, he says...

You ain't alone kid. I weirdly prefer 4Kids lines here- worse music aside- he's more accrediting Sonic's coolness by saying "he had so much fun" and "Sonic's the best friend he's had" rip Tails, Amy, Cream

But yeah, barely passing it. If it was a legit finale I'd be fine

S2's insistence on him being in the already iffy Adventure adaptations and later retconned angst aggravates me. He went from "mostly boring maybe spoiled" to "aggravatingly trauma faking spoiled brat" over the course of of season

But because of the out of context toddler sob clip being removed in dub, people think "oh no, 4Kids solely fucked him up"

No, it didn't. His basis was already fucked, S2 made it way worse then tried gaslighting. Congrats

Honestly him getting super attached to Sonic is weird. Sonic's pretty damn aloof and unaware of in house shenanigans that Amy, Tails, and Cream deal with. Like he's cool, but he's barely there. Honestly it'd be funny/genius when he starts recounting his memories and realizes how Sonic's other friends were more involved with him than Sonic, and then Chris realizes how much he takes people that are actually near him for granted

Overall I find him mediocre. If you hate his voice in dub and prefer OG it's whatever, but I absolutely can't say his existence or writing is good in sub.

Side note, saying Helen should be the protag is still a problem. As much as I like her, the justification of having Sonic and friend's lives revolve around her is still iffy. The reason Chris has a mansion and grandpa's lab is cuz it's the easiest way to not deal with "where will most of Sonic's friends stay" and "where can Tails park Sonic's plane, then his mechas?". Helen can't support that, so either

-Realize two worlds is stupid, and focus the series on Sonic and friends like what the pilot hinted, having him be nomadic and encountering new people every other ep. Helen and Chris can be episodic chars with their own dev

-Make Helen rich, which...ruins her overall struggles

Sonic X gets me... @semi-sketchy

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sonic x #chris thorndyke #anime #christopher thorndyke

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Me: trying to make a Top 11 list 😆

#there’s 51 boys in case you were wondering #13 in my definetly want to debut #17 in would love to have them debut #and 21 in i’m liking what i’m seeing #send help lol #also my handwriting is shit ignore that #produce x 101 #pdx101 #aurora talks

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Best Draco/Hermione Fics Dramione Shippers Read in 2020

A few days ago, I asked you what were the best Dramione fics you'd read in 2020. Here's the huge list of your excellent recs (in alphabetical order):

A Creature Most Unusual by JMilz: Draco Malfoy is on a mission. Unfortunately, Hermione Granger catches him in the act. When she sees that he has adopted a rather unusual magical creature, she becomes determined to make sure he takes care of it. Little does she know, the animal may hold her key to eternal glory . . . and a whirlwind romance. M, 9 Chapters, 24,460 Words

A Little More Alive, Far Less Lost by MGL_Dramione_Lover: After Draco's post-war trial, he finds himself attending his 8th year at Hogwarts with Hermione. As remorse and acceptance replace anger and hate, the old enemies begin a friendship that sparks into much more than they ever hoped for. Hermione's goal as Head Girl is to banish old prejudices and unite the school while Draco's only wish is to become a man worthy of her love. M, 22 Chapters, 84,823

A New Light by mithrilstarlight: Draco spent six years doing his best to keep his head down. Then he runs into Hermione Granger. Turns out, they actually have a lot in common.Chapters posted M/W/F. T, 18 Chapters, 33,876 Words

A Second Look by RiverWriter: Her best friend's life was a mess and she would have done anything to make things better for him and his sons. So, when she found her former enemy in a similar situation her heart went out to him as well... and the beautiful blond baby in his arms didn't hurt his case. It was certainly enough for her to give him a second look. M, 30 Chapters, 127,243 Words

All that is Rare by smithandbarrowman: In the wizarding world, it has long been assumed that men are Alphas and women are Omegas. However, when Hermione Granger discovers that assumptions are rarely factual, her status as one of only a handful of female alphas that has ever existed has men falling at her feet.But there’s only one man she wants, and like the male alphas before her, the hunt is on until he bears her mark. E, 31 Chapters, 119,755 Words

All the Wrong Things by LovesBitca8: Sequel to "The Right Thing to Do" - Draco's POV. Part 2 of the "Rights and Wrongs" series. E, 24 Chapters, 160,297 Words

All You Want by senlinyu: Eighth Year at Hogwarts was supposed to be Hermione’s. And it is, just not in the way she expects. Omegaverse fic. E, 36 Chapters, 172,651

apples & cream by LovesBitca8: She could have taken her things and gone through his Floo without a word. She could have ignored him on Monday morning, as though last night had been no more than a fever dream and too much Firewhisky. But she’d come back to bed. Inspired by the lovely NikitaJuice's "apples & cream." E, 1 Chapter, 1,426 Words

Beginning and End by mightbewriting: Years. Broken into months into weeks into days—into hours, minutes, seconds—into moments. Simple at one end, complex at the other. In Draco’s experience, moments, even when simple, had a habit of becoming irretrievable. Moments grew, stretched, multiplied into ages and eras that defined whole stretches of measurable time. Draco regretted several moments in his life, some within his control, some without: all of them irretrievable in nature. At a certain point, wedged between ‘what-ifs’ of his own devising, he’d stopped trying to keep track of those regrettable moments: now and then, pushing and pulling, coming and going, beginning and end. Moments were only moments for just as long. After that, he had no control. A Draco POV prequel to Wait and Hope. E, 48 Chapters, 242,100 Words

Bells on a Hill by HeyJude19: Left by his fiancée a month before the ceremony, Draco never got his dream wedding, so agreeing to assist Granger with her own wedding planning to distract himself from his broken engagement seems like a great idea—though Draco probably shouldn't fall in love with the bride-to-be. Based very (very) loosely on The Wedding Singer. T, WIP

Bending Light by scullymurphy: Draco Malfoy was in exile, though they called it protection. It was the summer after sixth year and he'd taken Dumbledore's offer, defected to the other side and been sent away to a small town in Italy for his troubles. No magic, few rules, and not a lot to do - until Hermione Granger showed up. M, WIP

Break for me by Ada_P_Rix: COMPLETE _______________ "-I told them this wouldn’t work.” He cut in through gritted teeth as he kept his eyes on Hermione, making her pulse quicken and she couldn’t help but clench her thighs together at the rough, husky tone of his voice. He didn’t miss it; his eyes landed on her thighs and they darkened even further. “I can’t help her when all I feel like I want to do is pin her down and fuck her into the mattress.” _______________ Hermione gets into a little accident at work and is infected with a hybrid potion created to cause certain heightened side effects. Draco offers to stick around to give his work partner a little support ... if he can Occlude long enough to resist her... E, 7 Chapters, 45,107 Words

Breath Mints / Battle Scars by Onyx_and_Elm: For a moment, she's almost giddy. Because Draco Malfoy's been ruined by this war and he's as out of place as she is and — yes, he has scars too. He's got an even bigger one. She wonders whether one day they'll compare sizes. E, 51 Chapters, 148,908 Words

Bring Him to His Knees by Musyc: Draco is on the case of a murderer, but to investigate, he needs a fake relationship - and a kink club play partner. When Hermione volunteers to take the role, both do their best to maintain the lie without letting each other know the truth: neither of them are acting. E, WIP

Calendar Boys by anne_ammons, Nadiapolyakova (Rijaya83): She had thrown out the idea on a lark, but now Hermione Granger was tasked with bringing the charity calendar to life. What was one more thing on her list? An art/writing collaboration between nadiapolyakova and anne_ammons - twelve photos and a piece of the story behind them. M, WIP

Cherry Mint by dirtymudblood: "He could smell her. Even multiple train cars away, he could smell her. Except, Draco didn’t know who she was. He ignored his natural instincts to pant like a dog and follow the scent to the omega in the beginning stages of heat. Instead he willed himself to rub his knuckles against the rough wood of the table in front of him." E, 27 Chapters, 58,081 Words

Dark Water and Dying Eyebrights by bexchan: One of them is desperately trying to remember their past while the other is forever trying to escape theirs. It's seven years after the war and Draco has managed to avoid almost everyone from Hogwarts, living a lonely life on a small island, far away from the wizarding community. But a familiar face in a cafe window capsizes his world into chaos. Dramione. EWE. Memory fic. M, WIP

Difficult by provocative envy: COMPLETE: "I should," I repeated. "But I don't want to." And then he smiled, and I was wrecked. HG/DM. M, 30 Chapters, 87,041 Words

Don't Look Back by Onyx_and_Elm: It’s the smell of it. Chemical. Bitter and sharp as a raw edge on metal. Just a hint of it as she passes him at breakfast — but enough to stop her dead, mid-step. There is Wolfsbane in his tea. E, WIP

Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time by monsterleadmehome: She scoffs. “If you must know, he ‘elected’ me because he thinks our shared animosity will keep you in check. He’s also not worried about you trying to shag me as a distraction.” He leans back, stubbing out his cigarette on the banister. His eyes rove over her from crown to toe and back. She lifts her chin and tries not to shiver. “Well, he’s right about that.” Lucius Malfoy hires Hermione Granger to whip his son into shape so he can find a pure-blood bride and receive his inheritance. What could go wrong? E, 10 Chapters, 48,092 Words

Draco's Gift by TriDogMom: Draco gives Hermione a gift because of an instructional YouTube video. M, 1 Chapter, 1,705 Words

Dragon in the Dark by GracefulLioness: The battle is won, Voldemort is dead, but the war is far from over. In the new Death Eater regime, Draco Malfoy does what he must to survive and keep his mother safe. Now a highly trained assassin, Draco has learned to think of his targets as inhuman beings, but when he is tasked with killing someone from his past, he can no longer hide from the horrors of the world around him. E, 31 Chapters, 164,782 Words

For a Present Under the Tree by grace_lou_freebush: When Draco and Hermione eloped, the Wizarding World turned against them. Hermione is stuck in a low level, low paying Ministry job with no hope of upward movement. Draco can't even convince someone to hire him. Now, it's Christmas, and Draco knows Hermione deserves the world - or at the least a Christmas gift. He finds the perfect hair comb to replace the horrid Muggle brush she's been making due with, and he'll do anything to afford the paltry present so he can have something to put under the Christmas tree for his wife. Making a beeline for the jewelry box containing the hair combs, Draco rifled through them, landing on an ivory comb with queen anne rose carvings and gold filigree detailing. He brought it to the startled shopkeeper and set it down gently. Pulling his sixth generation Malfoy heirloom pocket watch from his coat, he shoved it in the wizard's face without second guessing himself. "I would like to make an exchange." E, 1 Chapter, 10,141 Words

Fortuitous by MrsRen: Recently divorced Draco doesn't believe in the ideology of having one true love. He certainly doesn't expect to meet his match in a Halloween themed coffee shop, but fate has a peculiar way of giving you just what you need. M, 13 Chapters, 93,695 Words

Fuck, Marry, Avada by Lilian_Silver: Some years after the war, the gang meets up at the Leaky to play a silly game, with very real consequences. E, 1 Chapter, 3,106 Words

Give Me An Hour by RZZMG: As the war continues to rage on around them, Hermione Granger decides to seduce fellow Order Member, Draco Malfoy, one night while at Grimmauld Place... and everything between them changes after that. Fic follows the "five times" trope, and is dedicated to raspberryjukebox. One-shot. A/U-Extended War scenario. Dramione. Drama-Romance-Hot Shag! COMPLETE! M, 1 Chapter, 3,251 Words

Good Girl by arabellaleyes: Hermione is tired of their normal routine in the bedroom. What will happen when she asks Draco to spice things up? One-shot. Complete. M, 1 Chapter, 9,000 Words

Hindsight by floorcoaster: It's a New Year and Hermione decides it's time to make some changes. T, 12 Chapters, 167,694 Words

How to Love Thy Neighbour by WhatSoMalfoy: After her relationship with Ron falls apart, Hermione attempts to juggle a personal muggle life with a professional wizarding one. After encountering her high school nemesis in the most unlikely place, Hermione adds another ball to the juggling mix. M, 14 Chapters, 41,992 Words

How to Move On by longdistance: It's been nearly a decade since the war. A long time since she locked herself away. A long time since he faced his mistakes. She's what he wants. He's what she needs. It's time for both of them to figure out how to move on. M, WIP

Hydrotherapy by eilonwy: Draco finds a trip to the showers after playing Quidditch... enlightening. E, 2 Chapters, 7,163 Words

I Choose You by melanoradrood: At the end of Fifth Year, Hermione finds out why It is that none have approached her with a Marital Contract, the only way she can remain in the Wizarding World after Graduation. It has already been signed by her Magical Guardian, someone she has never met - she is to be the next Lady Malfoy. A year and a half later, she is a married witch, but still, Draco Malfoy, who had chosen her above all others, had not spoken of it. In fact, they barely spoke at all. And when trouble heads their way, Hermione means to change that. Really, she means to change a lot of things. E, 5 Chapters, 24,527 Words

Isolation by Bex-chan: He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP. Now complete with epilogue. M, 49 Chapters, 284,050 Words

It Happened in Egypt by bionically: Wandless in Egypt: Draco's stranded in Egypt, but luckily, there's a Granger in sight. Now, if only he could be prevented from strangling her. Fun times abroad: It was supposed to be a leisurely solo trip down the Nile. Hermione didn't factor in one blond man from her past and all his drama. Then, of course, there's the fact that everyone's after him. Much hilarity ensues. Maybe. *** A rom-com adventure/mystery featuring two unwilling partners on the run from Lucius Malfoy, alien-hunters, Muggle police, and local wizards engaged in a civil war. T, WIP

Love and Other Misfortunes by senlinyu: Draco Malfoy is dying. He's part-Veela and needs his mate to survive. Post-war, Hermione Granger is a workaholic, up to her eyeballs in legal activism on behalf of Magical Beings, and hasn't yet noticed that Malfoy is the Magical Being who needs her most. “Because I don’t want to be saved by you just because you feel like you have to.” He was properly furious now. “I’m in love with you." Hermione stared at him. She knew but somehow hearing him say it made the air shimmer with magic. "I’m in love with you,” he said again, despairingly. “And that means I want you to be as happy as you possibly can. And you won’t be, not with me.” M, 23 Chapters, 98,584 Words

Manacled by senlinyu: Harry Potter is dead. In the aftermath of the war, in order to strengthen the might of the magical world, Voldemort enacts a repopulation effort. Hermione Granger has an Order secret, lost but hidden in her mind, so she is sent as an enslaved surrogate to the High Reeve until her mind can be cracked.Now illustrated by Avendell. E, 77 Chapters, 370,473 Words

Measure Of A Man by inadaze22: To truly know someone is to differentiate between who they once were, who they are now, and who they're capable of being. Hermione realises the duality of one man as she rectifies what she knows of the past and begins to understand the pieces of who Draco Malfoy is now: a father, a son, and a man. E, WIP

Meet the Malfoys by raven_maiden: 4 Works, 21, 442 Words

of flavoured names and coloured sounds by Pink Panda (Ejacyeolation): "He doesn’t question it at first, the fact that sounds have colours and words have flavours. He grows up with it, grows up seeing powerful ruptures of colour when his mother plays the piano and softer, translucent bursts when the people around him speak. His father’s voice fills his vision with sombre oranges and lilacs while his mother’s is a pleasant mix of delicate greens, blues, and greys. The word father tastes like wet wood and the word mother tastes like the pumpkin juice the house-elves frequently serve him."In which Draco just wants to know what colour Hermione's moans would be. He also wants to know if her skin would taste as sweet as her surname or maybe as intoxicating as her given name. E, 2 Chapters, 10,351

Once Upon a Night by longdistance: One night will change everything. M, 17 Chapters, 57,444 Words

One and Done by PacificRimbaud: Hermione Granger has a career she loves, friends she can depend on, and a nice set of hand towels for her new flat. She's single and tired of tiresome men, but that doesn't stop her from wearing beautiful lingerie underneath her serious Ministry skirts. Or having pictures taken in naughty knickers. Just once. For herself. Draco Malfoy doesn't get upset at the sight of blood, which is good, because he sees a lot of it. What he doesn't see a lot of is Hermione Granger in her unmentionables. Usually. A series of meetings and mix-ups in which one cannot possibly mean done. E, 4 Chapters, 35,011 Words

Our shared silence by Vofastudum: She wakes up one morning and everyone is just gone, vanished like they never existed at all. Everyone but Him. And in this silent solitude, he's all she has. Hermione and Draco alone in empty castle. Mystery and a plot twist you didn't see coming! EDITED 10/2020 M, 17 Chapters, 40,149 Words

Pinned by bionically: Draco doesn't know what he's expecting when he follows Blaise down a dark alley, but it certainly isn't this. For a man with an addictive personality, this isn't going to turn out well. Assigned trope: Voyeurism *** Or, a chance encounter with a frizzy-haired witch from his misbegotten past in the last place anyone should have expected to see her sets Draco's disordered life on its ear. The path to redemption is truly paved with unexpected surprises. E, 20 Chapters, 110,886 Words

Really Sell It by RoseHarperMaxwell: Draco's having a rough eighth year, and Hermione's going to make it better for him. "Well, it’s clear what needs to happen.” She gripped his chin, tilting his head to make sure she hadn’t missed any injuries, before looking straight into his eyes. “You’re my boyfriend now.” *Featuring fake dating, exhibitionism, and sex-positive Hermione Granger. Submission for Farewell to Summer: The 31 Flavors of Smut Fest. E, 1 Chapters, 7,612 Words

Remain Nameless by HeyJude19: How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco’s daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can’t find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why are morning meetings with Draco Malfoy the only thing that make sense anymore? E, 51 Chapters, 312,315 Words

Remember Us As War (but call us forgiveness) by Anyaparadox: Following the devastation of the Battle of Hogwarts, The Wizarding Population Growth Act is put into effect. All witches and wizards will be matched with their most compatible partner. Failure to comply will not be tolerated. Survival is key. Hermione reminds herself of this. Survival. She can fix this, if only she can survive. The war has made this a task she is equipped for. Marrying Draco Malfoy will hardly be the worst thing she's ever endured. M, WIP

Ring A Ring O' Roses by Gallivant: Dark Magic, Dark Wizards and a mysterious and deadly Dark Flux, which, in the wrong hands, has the terrifying potential to mass-murder Muggles and Muggle-borns ... It’s been fourteen years since the end of the Second Wizarding War and the Wizarding World is settled, stable and seemingly safe… Hermione Weasley has it all: a loving family, a successful career - and happiness… of sorts. But a series of unexpected events is about to turn her life upside-down, threatening those she loves, fatally undermining the peace between worlds that has prevailed for centuries … changing life as she knows it, possibly forever. If working with Draco Malfoy was the last thing Hermione Weasley ever wanted, falling for your enemy was the least expected. A quest to thwart a magical weapon of mass destruction has devastating consequences. A race to save the world, becomes a race to save themselves… M, 65 Chapters, 527,141 Chapters

Set Fire to the Rain by HarleyQuinn1317: What happens when the one you're destined for is the last person you should ever be with... When the Ministry of Magic asks for volunteers for their Marriage Initiative, Hermione Granger must come to terms with the one terrible deed she committed during the Second Wizarding War. Can she find it in her heart to forgive herself and finally learn to let love in? E, WIP

Sex and Occlumency by Graendoll: Hermione didn't escape from the war unscathed, and when she finally decides on a solution to her problems she's left to explore it on her own. A chance encounter with Draco Malfoy sets her world on it's head and leads her down a path towards healing that she would never have anticipated. E, 18 Chapters, 65,079 Words

The Art of Seating Etiquette by inadaze22: Hermione believes that every problem has a solution, and that solution can be found in a book. That is, until Draco starts sitting to her right every Friday. She has no answers until help comes in the form of an unlikely source: Ron Weasley. E, 1 Chapter, 9,734 Words

The Auction by LovesBitca8: In the wake of the Dark Lord’s triumph over Harry Potter, the defeated must learn their new place. Hermione Granger, former Golden Girl, has been captured and reduced to human chattel. Sold to the highest bidder as the top prize at an auction of Order members and sympathizers, she is thrust into the rabid, waiting hands of the Death Eaters. But despite the horrors of Voldemort’s new world, help—and hope—seem to arise from the most unlikely of places. PART 3 of the RIGHTS AND WRONGS series. E, 41 Chapters, 325,702 Words

The Binding by Curly_Kay: “Okay, what we know so far.” Hermione listed, "One, our magic is drawing us together. Two, we can use each other’s wands. Three, there were actual sparks when you touched me."After an infant binding ritual magically joins Hermione and Draco to counteract the Black family blood curse, they must navigate the secret binding through their years together at Hogwarts. E, 35 Chapters, 175,451 Words

The Carnal Club by Ada_P_Rix: COMPLETE The Halloween Ball is fast approaching with Hermione at the helm.... What a delightful time to suddenly learn of a centuries old secret sex-game club that is currently ran by a Blonde haired Slytherin. Oh, and it only happens once a year every October, when the winner takes all at the Halloween Ball ...The First Rule of Carnal Club: You do not talk about Carnal Club. E, 8 Chapters, 43,306 Words

The Disappearances of Draco Malfoy by Speechwriter (batmansymbol): The night that Harry and Dumbledore return from the cave, the Death Eaters are delayed from reaching the top of the Astronomy Tower for one more minute. Draco Malfoy lowers his wand. A Deathly Hallows rewrite in which Draco accepts Dumbledore's offer to fake his death and go into hiding with the Order of the Phoenix. T, WIP

The Erised Effect by Ada_P_Rix: Hermione and Pansy work in a shop together. Draco, Harry, Theo and Blaise all work together at the Ministry. They all meet up every Friday at the pub to have drinks. Pansy has a new fantasy potion that she likes to call 'The Erised Effect' that she's keen to try out on willing participants ... Boys are so easy to manipulate when alcohol is involved .... E, 13 Chapters, 88,852 Words

The Fallout by everythursday: Hermione learns about growing up through the redemption of Draco Malfoy. E, 49 Chapters, 310,229 Words

The Figures of Figuring Out by Vofastudum: You were the biggest riddle in my life. You were the one I couldn't figure out. You were the only thing I couldn't find a pattern to. You were something I couldn't look up from any book. Unwritten, with no instructions. And I was used to finding solutions! Post-war eight-year secret romance. Edited 12/2020 M, 13 Chapters, 26,951 Words

The Flat in Bath by Ada_P_Rix: Loosely inspired by 365 Days...-- Malfoy grabbed her chin, forcing her to look directly at him. “Don’t you dare, Granger...” He told her roughly as his intense gaze bored into her own. “I fucking forbid you to come until I’ve had enough of you...” Draco caught her cheeks now between the fingers of his free hand and then snapped her head to the side and licked her earlobe, trailing down to her jawline. “...one flutter of those delicious walls of yours and you’re going to wish you never opened your legs for me.” -- __________________ Hermione is kidnapped during a raid and taken captive by someone who doesn't plan on 'torturing' her in the conventional way... E, WIP

The Gloriana Set by ThebeMoon: The War is won, and Hermione Granger is back at Hogwarts as an “Eighth Year”, feeling reckless and determined to shed her prim bookworm persona. She will do as she pleases, and anyone who doesn’t like it will see the business end of her wand. Also returning is Draco Malfoy, universally hated but determined to restore his family’s name. Hermione’s hopes for a quiet school year are quickly dashed as she contends with mischievous First Years, killer plants, enchanted hair accessories, a totally inappropriate Moaning Myrtle, renegade Death Eaters, a nice vampire, a poorly named study group, a depraved party, and mysterious, threatening blood messages on the castle walls. We have redemption, partial redemption and (sadly or hilariously) no redemption at all. Throw in a snarky, disturbingly attractive Draco with his own secret agenda, and we have a very slow-burn Dramione with a side of who-dun-it. COMPLETE! M, 81 Chapters, 271,830 Words

The Library of Alexandria by senlinyu: The Library of Alexandria is not for just any witch or wizard. Many bookworms may try but few are permitted to pass through its doors. The books residing there are ancient and powerful and, if one happens to make a mistake, the consequences can be rather—novel. E, 6 Chapters, 26,383 Words

The List by AureliaBlack90: After her divorce, Hermione decides to get out of town to recover from the pain of her lost relationship and the miscarriage she suffered a year previously. She arrives in the Cotswolds depressed and aimless but compiles a list of things to do that she hopes will help her get back on her feet. In the midst of her journey to find healing she keeps running into Draco Malfoy, who is nothing like she remembered him. He invites her into his world, and Hermione finds exactly what she was looking for - in the place she least expected it. E, 10 Chapters, 70,526 Words

The Manuscript by alexandra_emerson: Five 1/2 years after the war, in the middle of a big fight with Draco, Hermione finds a manuscript. It’s a retelling of her and Draco’s love story, written by him. She never realized how much he was struggling before she read his words. Snippet: I could spend my whole life apologizing to you Hermione, and it would never be enough. Post-war, angst-filled Dramione with a happy ending. M, 21 Chapters, 154,918 Words

The Memory of You by PotionChemist: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger fell in love against all odds, but there was one big problem — he was already married. Pressured, Hermione does something she promised herself she would never do again and erases their affair from his memory. Completely devastated, she avoids seeing Draco or the Malfoys at all costs. But is their love too strong? Are they inevitable? What will happen if he finds out about their previous relationship? E, WIP

The Mountain and The Sea by AlexisDanaan: Hermione Granger was perfectly happy with her life, her job as a Healer Trainee, her ugly cat and her cute little house in the countryside. And then Draco Malfoy had to go and mess that all up, typical git. Post-Hogwarts, EWE, OOC, creature!fic. E, 12 Chapters, 40,441 Words

The Nietzsche Classes by Beringae: The Ministry takes action against the remaining prejudice in the wizarding society and asks Hermione for help. “What do you want? Money? Power? Name your price, Granger. I’m not about to let pride get in my way when an Azkaban sentence is on the line.” M, 15 Chapters, 45,807 Words

The Phoenix Potion by FedonCiadale: Twenty years after the battle of Hogwarts.... Harry is head auror and is worried about cases where Muggleborn children meet with accidents, Ron is a famous Quidditch keeper. Both haven't talked to Hermione for ages and certainly not to her husband, Draco Malfoy. Narcissa Malfoy struggles with a curse, and Neville and Luna try to stay friends with all. The key to solving the problems may lie in the past, a time nobody really wants to revisit and some can't. T, 111 Chapters, 237,745 Words

The Potioneers by omnenomnom: They need each other unfortunately. Hermione has tricked Draco under her tutelage, arrogant attitude and all. But she would be simple to think he would accept it quietly. They have both have secrets to hide, old wounds better left to fester, and a world full of mermaids, dragons, and magic to explore. T, 53 Chapters, 196,559 Words

The Pretense by Colubrina: Voldemort died, but the Death Eaters live on. Hermione Granger traded herself to Draco Malfoy in exchange for safe passage for core Order members. Now he's pretending to love her, Narcissa is pretending to believe that, and Hermione is walking a tightrope behind enemy lines as she figures out what is going on. Unfortunately, people fall off tightropes. (no non-con) T, 50 Chapters, 108,164 Words

The Right Thing To Do by LovesBitca8: Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl. E, 36 Chapters, 174,911 Words

The Seven Year Witch by TheLastLynx: A boy and a girl have been meeting – coincidentally – for seven summers. While they pretty much hate one another most of the year, for those secret summer moments, they manage to see each other in a different light. But will that be enough to bring them together? A Dramione story about growing up and changing perspective, told along - and in-between - the lines of canon. M, WIP

Thirty Times Lucky by galfoy: "Granger, I can't hire you on any longer," Draco said. Hermione stared at him. Losing her job might actually mean losing the War, and she had to bargain, but there was literally nothing she had that he would want. Or was there? M, 2 Chapters, 7,128 Words

Traditions by raven_maiden: She straddled him slowly, still biting her lip, her hands on his shoulders. He held her hips tightly as he stared up at her. “So beautiful,” he whispered, and she flushed prettily, like she always did from his compliments. “You never need to hide from me.” ** Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy fell in love during the war. One year later, they're heading home for the holidays so he can finally meet her parents. There's just one teeny little problem: her parents think they're both Muggles. E, 14 Chapters, 68,767 Words

Waifs and Strays by Kyonomiko: War leaves a lot of orphans in its wake. Hermione is one, by her own hand, and she struggles with the realities of her situation. When she finds an orphaned familiar, it seems meant to be, giving and receiving comfort helping to heal her fractured heart. Unfortunately, the animal is actually a wizard, and he has his own issues. M, 31 Chapters, 118,152 Words

What You Think Is Right by icepower55: Six years after the war, Hermione parents are dying and her marriage to Draco is crumbling. Nothing seems logical in her life anymore. Her healer tells her to start writing about it, so she does, as a way to figure things out, and remind herself along the way. Hell is proximity without intimacy -Dante's Inferno M, WIP

When the Bell Tolls by everythursday: As a Dark revival begins to rise four years after the war, Hermione Granger is placed on the assignment of putting an end to them – and her first task is to recruit the Ministry's best hope and last option in the form of Draco Malfoy. E, 20 Chapters, 148,033 Words

Wreck by JMilz: Serving as Minister for Magic, Hermione Granger is finally at the peak of her career. With a beautiful family, a successful book, and the public on her side, her life should be a fairytale. Unfortunately, there is trouble in paradise, and when Draco Malfoy pays her a visit, she begins recalling their history and questioning her marriage. The reality is: every relationship is hard. M, 53 Chapters, 187,992 Words

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It took much longer to compile this list than I thought it would. Hopefully, I didn’t skip anything. 🙈

Happy New Year. May it be better than the previous one and full of great Dramione fics and fanarts! 🥳🥳🥳

And here’s the 2019 list: https://dramioneficrecommendations.tumblr.com/post/190216354767/what-is-the-best-dramione-fic-you-read-in-2019

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pocketramblr · 2 years ago

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I posted 21,106 times in 2022

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Ask game: a BNHA wrist soulmate AU where you have the name of someone you will kill on one wrist and the name of the one who will kill you on the other, please. ^^

the Implications....................

1- You don't want a soulmate, here. because that means you're going to kill someone, get killed, or both. But alas, some people are not so lucky. Izuku's got a name on one of his wrists- Shigaraki Hajime, and everyone he knows is sure he's going to get killed in a quirkless hatecrime. Inko is constantly terrified. His dad vanished as soon as he saw it in the hospital. Izuku still wants to be a hero. He hopes to make his life mean something, and maybe even his death, that way.

2- Izuku later assumes The Sludge Villian is Shigaraki Hajime, until All Might saves his life. He mentions this in a daze- "oh, i guess he's not shigaraki hajime after all. I still have time."- and All Might freezes. Because he's got the same name on his write. Because Nana had that same name on her wrist. Because that's AfO's real name, and he killed Nana, and All Might killed him. This kid shouldn't even know that name, let alone reluctantly show him on his wrist when he asks.

3- Stain has just straight up been killing whatever name he sees on his wrist and assuming its because they're unworthy. the paradoxical concern for this is not something he worries about. he spares anyone not on his list, including Iida Tensei.

4- Chisaki had names on his wrists. So did Eri. Those names were removed via Overhaul before Pops could ever see them.

5- AfO didn't even have to do a lot of work to find Tenko. All it took was hearing about the child born with his parents, grandparents, and sister's name on his wrist, immediately placed in state custody. After that, finding a boy with so many "shimuras" on one wrist was easy, and he was already angry to be abandoned and mistreated in a group home. The day he met his bio family was the day he died.

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Red Osp 2015 vs 2022

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As much as I love "a letter from my friend John" we technically aren't at the point where we're reading letters by characters yet- we're reading his diary.

I am sneaking along in my good friend Jonathon's luggage but it's hard to hear anything from inside the suitcase, so I read his diary after he goes to sleep for the day. He doesn't know I'm here so I obviously can't respond or say anything to him. But I'm so glad to be out of that case in the stuffy carriage, I hope I get a chance to look around Dracula's cool castle later

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Why are so many ghost king Danny things so angsty? Where’s the versions where he shows up with Starbucks or something to a meeting like ‘yeah I don’t want to be here but I gotta so *slurp* eh?’ Or ‘this is infinitely more interesting and important than my homework so..’

You're asking why the Vivisection Capitol of Fandom has a tendency to make a fic trope angsty

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My #1 post of 2022

Oh huh, I wonder for what personal reasons Helsing would do anything for John- he what

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a friendly bet

category: fluff/humor, spencer x reader warnings: briefly jealous Spencer word count: 1.34k A/N: this blurb was requested by loml @rigatonireid! the prompts are: "you're absolutely dreadful" + "you're my favorite know-it-all"

Spencer Reid really does know it all. His intelligence might be the most attractive thing about him — tied with his face, his hair, his height, his kind eyes.... Maybe Spencer Reid is just overall attractive and you love everything about him, inside and out.

So yes, you’re completely biased on the topic of your boyfriend, but you are aware not everyone shares this fondness of his brain.

He can’t really help that he corrects people all the time — his impulse just takes the steering wheel and makes his mouth move before he can consider if it’s appropriate to comment. The rest of the team is familiar with the quirk, but even they still take offense from time to time.

And the strangers you meet on cases are even less receptive to it. Local law enforcement tends to think that the FBI only shows up to throw their weight around their city, and Reid’s little know-it-all interjections only increase the tension.

It makes it that much harder to get along with them, which isn’t always something your team can afford when the stakes are high. So, you decided to make him a friendly bet that he couldn’t go one whole day without correcting someone on an instance it wasn’t truly necessary.

“I thought you liked my rambling?” Spencer’s bottom lip curled into a pout that you quickly smoothed away with your thumbs.

“I do! I just… think it might make things easier if you hold back a little. Some of the guys here are getting their feelings hurt.” You laughed and stroked his cheek, coaxing a smile out of him. Your proposition wasn’t a criticism of him. It was of everyone else.

“There’s no way I correct people that much,” Spencer scoffed and rolled his eyes, playfully pushing your face away from him like you were being ridiculous.

“Then take the bet and we’ll find out.”

And sorry to say, there was a way.

Not an hour into the day, the vein on Spencer’s forehead was at danger of bursting through his skin. It only came out when he was angry or deep in focus, and you really couldn’t pick which of the two were causing it now. (It was a bit of both.)

This morning, you were trailing about thirty feet behind everyone when coming into the station and Spencer, being the good boyfriend he is, held the door open for you the extra ten seconds. The receptionist at the front desk subsequently chewed him out about ‘letting all of the cold air come into the office’.

That was Spencer’s first test of the day.

Surely, every person in the world knows that’s not how thermodynamics work. Not even close. And if she didn’t know that, that was definitely cause for concern. So really, this felt like a necessary time for Spencer to speak up. For her sake.

But he saw the way your eyebrow quirked up and he knew it was a challenge. It was too easy of a win for you. So he decided to bite his tongue and apologize for the inconvenience.

His second test rose from an argument between Morgan and Prentiss. The barista Hotch picked up drinks from messed up the team’s order and they discovered they were short one coffee. Both threw empty threats at the other and insisted they needed the drink more, but it had come to a stalemate.

“Emily, I worked late last night.”

“What happened to ladies first?” She slid the cup to herself, and Morgan snatched it right back.

“I’m not seeing any lady here!”

Before Emily tossed her chair at Morgan’s head, Hotch suggested they just flip a coin to make it totally fair.

Spencer’s brain was screaming inside: The odds of a coin toss are actually 51/49! Trials have shown that a coin favors landing on the side that was facing up when it was thrown, so really, whoever picks that side has a better chance!

It isn’t so much a correction as it is a fun fact. A harmless little fun fact, surely people would like to hear it! He should share it, they’ll love it.

But you remembered Spencer telling you about this once before, and your eyes are narrowing on him with a smug expression.

‘Come on. Tell them’ your face seems to say. He knows it’s bait, and he doesn’t bite. Thirty-seven minutes into the day. He can do it.

And to your surprise, he did last. For a while. (A while being an hour and twenty-four minutes.)

After the morning briefing, Spencer saw some young male deputy follow you into the conference room. Where you were working. Alone. Why the hell did he need to speak to you alone?

He’s tall with cover-boy good looks (much like Spencer himself), but the thing that Spencer hated most about him was the way he’d been looking at you all week. It’s a nicer word than Spencer would use — he’d say it was more like staring. Watching. Creeping.

Yeah, that’s the one. He’s a creep and Spencer’s very suspicious of him.

So, he did what anyone would do and hid behind a tall potted plant near the window to peek into the room through the blinds. (It’s very inconspicuous, they should use him to go undercover sometime.)

“Can I help you with something?” You gave a polite, tight-lipped smile.

“Yeah, I was just, uh—” he forced a laugh and rubbed his neck in some lame attempt to be charming that made Spencer roll his eyes. “I was wondering if you could fill me in on the investigation.”

He placed a couple of files onto the table next to you and rested a hand on the back of your chair.

You blinked uncomfortably between his sudden proximity and the flirtatious expression adorning his face. “Oh, uh, did you miss the briefing?”

He shook his head no. He was there, he was just making an excuse to come talk to you.

“Could you talk me through it again? I guess I’ve got the memory of a goldfish.” He flashed a smile and leaned his elbow on the table, effectively boxing you in with his whole body.

Before you could tell him to kindly fuck off, you got distracted by the sound of rustling leaves. Then four seconds later, Spencer burst in through the door.

“Actually!” he huffed, a little out of breath, “Goldfish have a long-term memory ranging from three to five months.” Once he catches it, he crosses his arms over his chest and straightens out his spine to make himself bigger. “So you should be able to figure it out on your own. Unless your brain is smaller than a goldfish’s, of course.”

You have to clamp a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing at the deputy’s beet-red face. Spencer scrambled to pick up the files and shoved them back into the deputy’s arms as he “gently” ushered him out the door.

“That was cute of you.” You left a soft kiss on that protruding forehead vein that was finally beginning to go away. “You lost, by the way.”

“There’s no way you’re making me do this.” Spencer stood in front of your bathroom mirror with the grimmest expression on his face.

“Sorry, cutie, but you lost,” you teased, preening his hair into place.

A few weeks ago you saw an old picture of Spencer with his hair slicked back, and it’s all you’ve been thinking about ever since. You thought it made him look model-level good and begged him to do it again, but he was of a different opinion. Now, he had no choice in the matter.

“I can’t go to work like this, I’ll look like a joke. There has to be something else!”

“This is the only thing I want.”

He sighed, shoulders sinking as his whole body deflated. “You’re absolutely dreadful.”

You planted a sloppy, exaggerated kiss on his furrowed brows and continued combing the gel into his hair. “And you are my favorite know-it-all.”

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rsmrymnt-tea · 2 years ago

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Hi! I thought I'd ask you an OM question! Do you think either Solomon or Simeon heard/figured out Satan's origin? I doubt anyone but the Brothers and Royals know about his origin, but I bet some outsiders have come close to the truth. Apologies if this is random. I love hearing your thoughts and, well, thought to ask!

Sorry it took a bit to get to you, Nonnie. I hope you're still around >.<;; I don't mind that this was randomly sent! I like thinking about the game in a way that isn't me being annoyed by it edhfjkdfgh

But gosh... I don't have the willpower to scour through all 3 and a half seasons that I've unlocked to check if there was anything about this mentioned in canon, but pulling purely out of what I recall there hasn't been any mention of them acknowledging anything that's even vaguely relevant to Satan's origins beyond their homescreen lines.

Simeon: "I don't really know Satan, but he seems a bit similar to Lucifer." (said with that closed eye smile)

Solomon: "Have you ever wondered why exactly Satan is the avatar of wrath?" (said with that closed eye smile)

Which seem to imply to me that—at least whenever it was that they were added as home screen options—they don't know and are just lightly wondering out loud? Solomon might know and he's just cheekily bringing it up with you in case you didn't, but with Simeon I'm more inclined to think that he really doesn't know especially since he didn't seem to understand exactly why it's so hard for Satan to make peace with Lucifer in S3 (Lesson 51).

In regards to if I think they later figure it out or learn about his origins, I think it's up to whether you believe they'd teach that in school. No, really.

Being insanely long lived like the demons grants the interesting case of having your lives be recorded ancient (to us, at least) history. With how important the brothers are to the Devildom as the avatars of sin/lords of hell, I think it's reasonable to assume that if anyone had witnessed it or if the brothers were willing to share, Satan's origins would genuinely be part of history class.

Do you think Satan (or Lucifer) would allow for Satan's birth to be part of Devildom History class? If so, then I think Simeon and Solomon would definitely know about it by the end of their stay as exchange students; even more so because Satan himself gives them (minus Simeon) a massive reviewer on Devildom History in S2.

There's also Solomon simply asking Asmo. But even then I think there's a fair chance of him answering pretty vaguely because if he wasn't there to witness it, Lucifer and Satan could've easily kept it vague.

(I can't remember what the brothers said about Satan's origins shortly before the start of his and Lucifer's shared arc in S1. Doesn't Mammon keep it to just "Lucifer got really mad and Satan came out of it?" Anyway—)

Personally I like the idea of only the brothers (and maaaybe the royals) knowing the full details. The idea I go with whenever I write or headcanon anything about Satan is that the much of the Devildom does actually know about his origins and the Purgatory Hall boys eventually learn of it. Pre-RAD, it was spread through hearsay; with formal education, there's probably a version of it that's true but not quite the whole picture for Satan and Lucifer's sakes.

(And yes it does make Simeon look more like an asshole with how he behaved towards Satan in Lesson 51 but I think it's reasonable to believe that Simeon just has an unchecked bias towards Lucifer + just doesn't get Satan's issues.)

#chat & colloquy #sdhjkgdhkfjgh is this coherent it's been a hot hot minute since ive written anything like this #obey me #anyway nonnie thank you so much for this… thinking about it was fun

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silence-burns · 4 years ago

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Please Hate Me //part 51

Fandom: Marvel

Summary: Based on: “Imagine having a love/hate relationship with Loki.” by @thefandomimagine Who would have thought that babysitting a god could be so much fun?

Genre: slow-burn, enemies to lovers, banter, smut

The TV buzzed quietly in the living room, repeating the same string of information all the news stations had been reporting since yesterday. It was amusing to see how many different words could be used to state the same thing without anyone noticing, especially if the only clip actually capturing the event that'd been on everyone's tongues for the past 24 hours lasted for less than 10 seconds and had been recorded on painfully cheap equipment.

Still, a suspicious and still unexplained cloud of what appeared to be dust, rising at the edge of the observable surface of the Moon, kept people plastered to the screens.

Peter kept an eye on the report just in case any actual news dropped, but so far, despite his ever growing curiosity, the world's experts were just as clueless as they had been yesterday, especially since investigating the site in person was not really an option.

A shiver ran down the boy's arms, urging him to keep moving. Even though the windows were wide open, the sour stench still hung in the air of his apartment. Fanning the air with an incredibly colorful and tacky fan aunt May had bought last summer, Peter had hoped to make the apartment a breathable place again before she was back.

"Don't look so smug," Peter gave Barbara the side eye. "It's your fault."

From the heights of the chandelier, the undead owl blinked slowly with all the smugness only an untouchable criminal was capable of mustering. In fact, the gagging odor only seemed to worsen.

Peter coughed, shuffling in even closer to the open window. They say that experience is the toughest, but also the best teacher, and Peter had no reason to disagree.

"...no wonder they didn't let you eat inside."

Peter checked the news again. He was dying to drown Loki and you under all the questions about what precisely had happened on the Moon. The boy had no doubts that your little visit there was directly connected to the incident, but he had no way of learning the truth just yet. The only two people knowing the facts were currently incapacitated and trying their best not to die on Peter's bed. Or at the very least not to let go of all the alcohol consumed.

Despite his best efforts, Peter was unable to wake them up. When he had offered to hide them from Thor for reasons they weren't the most open about, Peter had no idea it would be for such an extended period of time. Peter had only suggested his house because he knew aunt May was supposed to work till afternoon, but these few hours of peace and quiet were coming to a rather swift end with each moment Peter was incapable of waking and then moving out the two drunkards clinging onto his bed for dear life.

Peter had no idea how to explain them to aunt May. Or the undead owl poisoning the air from the heights of the chandelier.

With the door to his room firmly shut, Peter hoped his secret stash of people that definitely shouldn't be there would stay secret. He had a big chance of succeeding after all. If only he managed to fan out the stink in time and—

The keys rattled in the lock with the familiar jingle of all the little gadgets aunt May loved to keep attached despite their utter uselessness.

Peter looked at Barbara. Barbara looked at Peter. The boy could've sworn the owl recognized the thoughts rushing through his head at that moment, and decided to be even meaner than usual. Before Peter managed to put together a story explaining how an undead and rather unhygienic owl came into his possession, the owl took a swift exit through the open window and disappeared, leaving only the stench behind.

"Oh, come on…"

Increasing the speed of his fanning, Peter hoped it would be enough. The sounds coming from the door shattered his hope.

Aunt May coughed as she walked in, dropping the grocery bags on the table. "Peter, sweetheart, please tell me no one died in here while I was gone."

She took the fan from his hands and leaned out of the window, taking large gulps of the fresh air.

Outside, there was no sign of a stinky undead owl anywhere in sight. Not even one filthy feather to prove how close to guessing the truth aunt May was. Peter was unsure whether it was for better or for worse, but it surely left him with all the questions remaining to be answered.

"No, of course not!" he laughed the fakest laugh of his life. "It's not like any animals could get in and just...decompose, right?"

"Well, it would certainly be hard given what floor we live on, but you know New York, the rats can just get anywhere."

Peter watched in growing terror as his aunt looked around, set firmly on finding the source of the smell. The living room was a closed space, with only so many pieces of furniture to look under before the idea of marching into the boy's room popped into her head.

There was little to no doubt his own head would be torn from his neck if she beheld the sight of it.

"That's not rats, really! It's just… well, Ned made me swear not to tell a thing, but you know his stomach and I had told him the burrito we had after school didn't look very well, but he was insistent, so…"

Peter shrugged, trying his best not to show how fast his heart was drumming in his chest. He made a mental note to apologize to Ned later, or at least buy him a burrito next time they met. Not mentioning the reason for it would probably be the wisest, though.

Aunt May sighed with what could only be read as parental concern. As Peter's closest friend, Ned was a frequent guest to the apartment and many meals have gone by with May admiring his appetite. She knew well the capabilities of Ned's stomach and the inhuman amount of food it could make disappear.

"Poor thing, I really hope he recovers soon. Is he still there?" May whispered, nodding towards the bathroom.

"No, he just...left."

May raised her eyebrows. "In that state?"

"I mean, he said he was fine now and could make it home."

"You should call him," she gave up on her search and started unpacking the groceries she got on her way home. "I really hope he made it in one piece."

"That's a great idea, I'll do it right away."

Before May managed to say another thing, the boy was already gone, the door to his room firmly shut. She smiled to herself. Ned was a good boy and she was glad Peter still had a friend in him for so many years. If only his choices in food weren't a health hazard...

Peter locked the door behind him, pushing his back to it. He took a deep, if rather shaky breath.

"I'm glad you're finally awake, but what are you guys doing?"

You turned your head away from the open window, banging it into Loki's. He winced, but continued to assess the 10-story drop to the ground outside the building.

"We're sneaking out," you slurred. "The suits are coming."

"What su-"

Even through his closed door, Peter heard the doorbell ring. He froze. "Who's that?"

"I don't remember, but they want something from us."

Peter looked at the door. Then back to you. Loki was already missing.

The fire escape was an old and wiry thing, stubbornly fighting against the rust and corrosion throughout the years. It stood mostly unbroken, which was greatly appreciated by the two people currently about to use it. But the passage of time left its mark that could be well heard by all the residents of the building. The high-pitched, irritating sound of old metal creaking under every step was a steep price to pay for a way out.

Peter took a deep breath in his now-empty room. It did little to steady him. Behind the door, he could hear a conversation between aunt May and a voice he almost recognized. Maybe if he snuck out after them…

"Peter, come here for a moment!" May called him with a smile to her voice.

It couldn't be that bad if she was smiling, right?

Reluctantly, Peter returned to the living room, bracing himself to meet whoever the suits were.

"Hello, Peter," Agent Coulson nodded politely in his direction.

SHIELD was in his house and Peter had little to no doubt the agent wasn't there to try his aunt's home baked cookies.

"I'm sorry for the rush, Peter, but have you perhaps seen…," the agent looked at Peter's aunt, "your new coworkers? I can't contact them lately. We were working on a new project."

Peter watched his aunt link his apparent 'internship' at Stark Industries and Coulson's words. Even though she was growing giddy and engaged the agent in some small talk about the job, Peter knew the agent was still waiting for the answer.

There was only one way of getting out of this mess.

Playing dumb had always been his savior.

Peter was the image of innocence as he asked, "Who?"

But Coulson's features hardened almost imperceptibly. In one short moment, Peter knew he messed up.

Well, maybe playing dumb didn't work on certain people.

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austarus · 4 years ago

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Frost/Caitlin Snow x Reader - 5 and 7

**A/N: The picture/edit/gif does not belong to me. It belongs to its rightful owner.

*I’m not dead, however, I’m slowly trying to get back into writing. I’m so mentally and emotionally exhausted from my uni and classes. I’m just so tired. I just want winter break to come. My professors and university don’t really care about doing their jobs correctly or compensating/accommodating the students during the stress of the pandemic. It’s harder at the hospital I work at. Break is coming soon and I have so many fics planned.

Word Count: 2453

“So, cutie, when are you going to tell them?”

You yelped in surprise at the source of the voice. Turning around you saw Frost leaning against the doorframe of your room. “Tell who- What- How the hell did you even get in here?” You raised an eyebrow at her while she strolled in and plopped down on your bed. You had no idea why she kept calling you pet names.

“I picked your lock.”

“Of course, you did,” you sighed, folding a shirt and setting it aside. You continued doing your laundry while Frost laid back on your bed, legs crossed. Glancing at her, you shook your head while she sucked on a lollipop. Caity had yelled at her for invading your privacy the entire time she was picking your lock. Frost payed her no mind. With your clothes fully sorted in piles, you picked one up and moved to your dresser. Bending down, you opened the most bottom drawer and placed the jeans there along with some leggings. Frost’s eyes racked over your figure.

She’s got a pretty nice ass, huh Caity?

Can’t you keep your eyes to yourself? Be respective.

Hey, (Y/N) started it a few days ago. Remember? And I’m being perceptive.

Caitlin had gone silent at the back of her alter ego’s head. A few days ago, you had accidentally stared a bit too long when she wore a deep V-neck romper. The back was completely open, and Caitlin was sporting her typical heels that day. The physician had caught you a few times, she just wasn’t sure what was up. Did it look bad on her? Was it damaged and you didn’t have the heart to tell her? Frost had… insisted on an idea, but Caity had shut her down. After all, you’ve only been ever interested in guys.

Her eyes were all over us. And her reaction when I came out was delicious.

“Nice panties,” Frost broke the silence, holding one up that had straggled far from you. Confused, you caught it when she had thrown it at you. It was a lacy deep blue one. You huffed and folded it quickly.

“Thanks, I guess.”

Your phone vibrated, with a frown you checked it. It was Cisco.

Ciscito: Is Frost/Caitlin with you? 5: 46 PM

You: Yeah? Why? 5: 51 PM

Ciscito: Good, keep her out of the labs for a bit. Barry and I are going to try to jumpstart the Speedforce machine thing again and she’s sort of been bothering us all day. 5: 53 PM

You: What? No? Have Ralph come pick her up! He’s better at dealing with her. 5: 54 PM

Ciscito: Too late... 5: 55 PM

You: She broke into my home! 5: 56 PM

Ciscito: That sounds like our frost queen. And Ralph’s busy with Sue 5: 57 PM

You: … Of course, he is 5: 58 PM

“I can see your nipples,” You snapped your head up to see the cold meta sit up on your plush bed. You felt your cheeks flush slightly as she smirked at you. Frost loved teasing you, “Right through your shirt. Perky. Cute.”

Don’t make her uncomfortable!

But its so cute and so easy to see her blush. Plus, you’ve seen her boobs in dresses before, they’re pretty cute. So squishy. I can just-

-They are- But that’s beside the point. Just, you know-

-I know, chill, I got this.

You rolled your eyes at her, “In my defense, if I had known someone was coming over, then I would have put a bra on.” You were having a lazy day today, deciding to just clean and not come into the labs. Originally you were going to just laze around without any clothes. You’re glad that you didn’t go through with that idea. “Don’t you have anything else better to do? Anyone else to bug?”

“I’m bugging you.”

“Besides me, Frost.”

“Nah, I’m good. Where’s your alcohol, by the way? I’m stealing some.”

“No, fuck you.”

“When and where? Because we can go right now,” The cold-powered meta pointed with her thumb on the bed. “Bed is right here so-”

“-I will hit that pretty face of yours.”

“Aw, you think I’m pretty. Caity, she thinks we’re pretty.”

“Oh my god,” you groaned. You always got into these sorts of… Well, you didn’t know how to exactly word it.

“So, when are you going to tell them?”

“Tell who what?” You rolled your eyes as she had followed you out of your bedroom into your quaint living room. Caity took the time to appreciate your small apartment. It was cozy, the color scheme fitting well with not just the décor and furniture, but with your personality.

“The team,” Frost simply stated as she ran her fingers over the cool marble of the side-counter attached to the wall and connected to the counter where the sink resided. You eyed the meta carefully, a ball forming in your gut.

“About what?”

“You know about what.”

“No, I don’t.” Pulling out the alcohol, you avoided her eyes.

“Can I use your bathroom real quick? Don’t want to break the barrier while drinking or else we both know there’d be no end to the bathroom trips for Caity.”

Hey! Rude! I’m right here.

But it’s true.

“First door on the left,” You simply said, pouring the meta a drink while you pulled out some snacks and ginger ale for yourself. Your stomach had been hurting you for a bit. Might as well entertain the Frost Queen while the boys finish. I swear, a warning would have been nice before she arrived.

Frost entered your bathroom and turned on the lights. She froze for a moment at the sight on what was on the arm of the bathtub. Before a snicker left her lips which erupted into a full-on laugh.

Is that-

-a dildo in her bathroom. Yup. Frost got closer and picked up the cleaned toy. She figured it was because the cleaning products for it was out on the counter. Which means she had used it fairly recently. Frost licked her lips at the thought of you using it. That same thought made Caity remain quiet and just feel hella bashful, yet… intrigued by it. Aw, that’s cute she can only take up to 5”. Bet you we can-

-Frost-

-get her up to 7”. Now that’s a delicious thought. It’s a good thing I bought the str-

“Hey, Frost have you seen- Oh my god- I- that’s-” You dropped your towel as you froze in the hallway. The meta turned around with the colored dildo in hand. Your ears had perked up at the intense sound of her laugh, wondering what she was laughing at. Well, now you know and you’re 100% convinced she’s laughing at you.”

“Not yours? I honestly find it hard to believe.”

You tried to form words, but your mind would not comply

“5 inches. That’s real cute. Caity thinks so too.”

Do not involve-

-You think it’s cute, now hush. I can feel your feelings too.

“Are you only meant to tease and pester me?” You flushed under her gaze, stepping over to take the dildo away. “Also, where’s Caitlin? Isn’t she supposed to be having the day to herself this time?” But she dodged you. Running out of the bathroom. You shut off the lights, because duh you pay rent and also save energy thus saving the planet.

“We sort of… switched it up. But this,” Frost held up the detailed dildo. The two of you kept running around the apartment like that. “You can do better. And you know what I mean.” Your heart stopped when she winked at you, giving the tip a slow lick as he eyes never left you. You swallowed hard.

“By the way, Caity and I know. Well, it was mainly me, but no need to be shy.”

“I- How?” You sighed in defeat because you couldn’t catch her. Well, you wanted to 100% tackle her to the couch and steal the dildo, but you Frost didn’t like anyone touching her. Instead you just took a seat on the couch while she moved to stand in front of you, the coffee table wedged between you both.

“A little birdie may have stared a bit too long a few too many times when we were wearing that v-neck romper.” She shrugged before taking a seat beside you. “And it really was adorable watching you fumble about and look away.” Frost smirked, resting her elbow on the back of the couch. “I wonder what else that face can make.”

You felt the air in the apartment get stuffier. “A-and Caitlin knows?”

“Oh, she knows. Now she knows. She just wasn’t convinced about my thought of you being gay… or well, bi. Mainly because you dated guys.” She handed you the dildo.

“Th-that did not mean I can’t be interested in girls. I just… never acted on it.”

“Oh, I know. She just didn’t want to assume and everything. You’re shit with talking to guys, so I figured you’d be the same way or much worse with girls.”

“Gee, thanks,” you rolled your eyes at her, setting the suction cup dildo on the counter. There was a silence in the apartment. You got up to grab the drinks, handing her the glass of alcohol on the rocks while you had your cup of ginger ale.

“Girls do it better.” Frost broke the silence and took great pleasure into seeing you almost choke on your drink.

“Where the fuck did that come from?”

“What? I was just stating an obvious fact in case you were wondering-”

“-I was not-”

“-Yes, you were.” She deadpanned, placing her alcohol down on the coffee table. “Oh, so Caity’s gonna tap in. Hold on.” You raised an eyebrow at the meta melting back into her human alter ego. Platinum blonde hair changed to a beautiful brunette color, eyes softening up as well.

“I am so sorry, I swear she doesn’t think before speaking,” Caitlin started apologizing, fidgeting with her hands. She was always so pretty and adorable when she did that. Or just whenever she spoke in general. “… But she is right.”

“About which part? That chicks do it better? That she can get me to 7”? Or that I’m shit with talking to guys and I would be much worse with girls?”

If she gave me one night, I’d get her to 7-

-Frost-

-Plus, who’d pass up a night of that kind of kinky fun.

Frost! Stop!

You raised an eyebrow and figured Frost was whispering her two cents into Caitlin, who was automatically flushing. “What did she say?”

“Too many things.” Caitlin roughly sighed, “I- we… sort of have been thinking and reflecting-” -Get to the point!- -I am! “A-and we wouldn’t really mind if- I mean we just. W-we like you. And we just wanted to know that we weren’t misinterpreting the signs.” Way to sound like a high schooler with a crush. Grow a pair woman and say that we wanna kiss and bang her like the world means nothing.

“I..” You took in a breath and held your cup with hands. A shaky breath left you. Glancing away, you collected your thoughts before turning back to an expectant Caitlin. “I really like you too. Both of you. Like… a lot.” Caitlin smiled, but you continued. Frost just whispered that she knew it and tried to get Caitlin to go in for the kiss. But Caitlin tuned her out. “At first, I… I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to say anything because I just- I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. It’s- That’s why I kept going on those random-ass dates with some guys on bumble. It was actually fun taking some of the guys down a few notches. I swear the male ego is so infuriating sometimes.”

“Amen to that. Honestly Ronnie and Julian were one of the best guys in my life.”

You smiled back at her, “I wanted to convince myself that I shouldn’t be thinking of my close friend like that. But then I kept thinking and feeling. And here we are.” You gestured to herself and you.

Caitlin pulled you into a comforting hug, her arms around your shoulders, “When Frost came out, I did too. I think Cisco and Kamila were the first one’s to know. They did have to drag Frost out of a gay bar where she was literally arm wrestling the other drunk customers. Not one of her best moments.”

Caitlin pulled away abruptly, Frost coming out to defend herself. Platinum blonde locks, icy white irises, and blue lips. “Hey, it was one of my finer moments! I was kicking their asses left and right.”

“I never said anything.” You giggled and Frost just cupped your face with a grin on her face.

“You’re too cute to stay mad at.” The meta tugged you into a kiss, her cool lips pressed against yours, your hands lightly gripped her arms as your lips started smacking against hers in a rough-ish kiss. “Mm, you taste good. Like… vanilla latte?” Pulling away, Frost licked her lips from the kiss and melting back into the depths of her mind for Caitlin to come out to have a taste. Caity’s kiss was gently -sensual- unlike how heated Frost wanted to get with you. Damn, your heart was flying, and your panties were… well… yeah… You locked lips for a bit with Caitlin, nibbling on her soft lips before she finally pulled away with a small breath. Her cheeks were flushed and lips slightly swollen. She looked so cute.

Frost came out once more, pointing behind you, “You know, we can put that dildo to good use tonight.”

Frost, what the hell!

“Shouldn’t you take me out on a few dates before we go to bed?”

“Nah, we can do that tomorrow morning. Plus, Caity’s a big cuddle bug so be prepared for that. I’m more of a big spoon. For now, we can play with that bad boy,” Frost pointed to the dildo behind you, “before upgrading you the 7 inch that I have at home. And believe me. You’ll really enjoy it when I’m done with you.”

“As long as I get to do you too.”

“Obviously”

“Is Caity ok with it?”

“Oh, honey, she’s going to be more than ok with it. She’s flailing around embarrassed right now, but she’s hella wet so. Bed. Let’s go.” You couldn’t help the fit of giggles you had as she dragged you by the hand to your bedroom while holding the light purple dildo in her other hand.

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