#this is from back in late january. wow

[heshemejoshi]

wait omg. did i ever post this vsnake

[solarflareanon]

I'm Done! I've wanted to try making an animatic for forever! It was just a matter of figuring out how to get music into csp and that turned out to be Easier Than I Thought. Was I planning on animating my beautiful girl Jan to carol of the bells as my first animatic? No. But it happened to be the holidays when i started this and i wanted to finish it while i had the motivation.

So we get this! Definitely a learning opportunity, and I think i got better as i went along? I certainly got faster at figuring out how to get mind images onto the canvas and i'm genuinely very happy with how quite a few of the shots came out!

Program used: Clip Studio Paint

Audio used: Carol of the Bells cover by Trans-Siberian Orchestra

(story under the cut)

Jan (phur in purple) is attending the annual Ice Dancing Festival in a small town by a lake as she tries to do every year. The day is lovely, phurs of all ages are skating on the frozen surface of the lake and gathering in anticipation of the later competitions. A growing glow is all the warning the phurs get before the lake is cracked open and a hydra-like elemental tears it's way from its seal beneath the lake. As the revelers scramble their way to shore across the shifting ice, Jan runs towards the hydra hoping to stop it before it makes it into town. As she throws her power at it, hoping to destroy it with sheer force, it only proves to make the situation worse and the onslaught of its many heads proves overwhelming. Thrown into the freezing lake and dazed, Jan is at first despairing over her inability to stop the hydra. She then takes a moment to realize she shouldn't try to destroy it so much as restrain and reseal it. She takes hold of the residual sealing magic of the lake and races to intercept the hydra before it can reach shore. With the full might of her magic bent towards pulling it towards the middle of the lake, the hydra proves easier to manage. It is still with no small effort that Jan is able to drag it under and reseal it under the ice, making it a problem for another day. Whether the festival will continue, or they'll call it off this year, remains to be seen.

This was mostly an excuse to animate the fight scene that plays in my head whenever this song comes on. It's more of a slice of life self-contained scene with no real effect on the overarching lore of the world. Jan is a long-time character of mine who acts as a sort of avatar of myself (she isn't a sona, more like a warlock/patron sort of vibe) and ends up living a very long time. This scene takes place on a day off earlier in her life when she's is still learning a lot of the lessons that shape her through the ages, this one being a simple: sometimes problems require a little more creative thinking and a little less brute force to solve.

[b3ach-bunn7]

CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST

Texts with your best friend Touya (who’s a little bit in love with you)

no quirk au <3

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January 9th

8:47 pm

You: OH TOUYAAAAA

You: it’s nearly ur bd 😁 what shall I get u

Touya: Nothing

Touya: Just Ur love 😍

You: ew

You: shall I get u some new earrings

You: OH I COULD PAY FOR ANOTHER PIERCING

Touya: Literally where

Touya: I think I’ve pierced every available location on my face

Touya: Unless… You meant somewhere else 😳

You: EWWWWWWWW

You: UR SUCH A FREAK

Touya: I meant my belly button?

You: stfu

Touya: Get your head out the gutter

You: shut up pooya

Touya: Wow you really got me there!

You: HUSH

January 12th

8:39 am

You: bruh where r u

You: homeroom started like ten minutes ago

Touya: I just woke up

Touya: Leaving onw buy shoti is lissing me kff

You: okay English!!!

Touya: Kys

You: but you can type that right…

January 12th

1:40 pm

You: Touyaaaaaa

You: can we go get food

You: the canteen stuff is rubbish today

You: plz I’m so sos is so hungry I’m dying

Touya: Fatty

You: HEY

You: SO MEAN

Touya: I’m only joking sweetcheeks

You: gross

Touya: You love it

Touya: Shiggy wants to come 2

Touya: Is that Ok

You: sigh fine I guess

Touya: Shall I tell him he’ll be third wheeling if he does 😳

You: yes 🥰🥰🥰😍 he just can’t interrupt our time together my sweet

Touya: Ew

You: you love it

January 13th

7:40 pm

You: GST ON MINECRAFTTT

Touya: I’m doing homework

You: I’m doing your mum OHHH

Touya: Woah

Touya: Telling her u said that

You: PLZ IM JOKING

You: I’ll tell her ur telling porky pies

You: Rei would trust my word over urs anyways 😈

Touya: Lowkey she would

Touya: My own mother 😢

You: I’m just better ig

You: how long r u gonna be

Touya: Give me like fifteen mins

You: BOO

Touya: Bro Aizawa is up my ass rn

Touya: If I hand one more piece of work in late he’s gonna acc kill me

You: idk why u hate him so much

You: i love him

You: and he has that sexy teacher look🤤 those luscious locks

Touya: R u sure u can get off his dick long enough for us to play

You: HAHAHAH

You: STFU

You: ur just jealous

Touya: So very

Touya: Why aren’t u hyping ME up like that

You: cause u smell?

Touya: I’m not playing

You: IM JOKING

You: U smell so good and yummy

You: like cigarette smoke 😍

Touya: 🙄

You: sassy 💁‍♀️

Touya: Stop distracting me so I can work

You: okay smelly

January 15th

2:30 pm

Touya: Y/N

Touya: Y/n

Touya: Y/NNNN

Touya: Queen

Touya: Sweetheart

Touya: Angel

You: if you throw one more piece of paper at my head I’m blocking u

Touya: You won’t check ur phone

Touya: How else can I get ur attention from across the room

You: WE R I. CLASS

Touya: So?

You: think I figured out why Aizawa doesn’t rate u

You: pay attention

Touya: But I miss u

Touya: And I’m bored

You: U LITERALLY SAW ME LIKE HALF AN HOUR AGO

You: AT LINCH

Touya: Ur point?

You: omfg

Touya: So what’s up

You: I’m gonna kill you

January 17th

6:50 pm

Fuyumi: Hi Y/N

You: hey fuyumi!!

You: everything okay?

Fuyumi: Yeah, it’s great!!

Fuyumi: Just wanted to tell u that everyone needs to be at ours for Touya’s party at 5:00

Fuyumi: We’ll tell him to come home at like six so that gives us some time to get everything ready

You: beautiful

You: do u think he has any idea were throwing him a party 🤭🤭

Fuyumi: I don’t think so 😆 we have been very careful

Fuyumi: Even shoto has kept his mouth shut

You: yeah I had to threaten twice a couple times before he promised to not tell

You: IM EXCITED

Fuyumi: Me too!!!

Fuyumi: Can’t wait to see u 😊

You: I can’t wait either!!!

Fuyumi: I hope he’ll like it

Fuyumi: We’re getting mum to drive all across town to get him that cake he loves

Fuyumi: I really want him to have fun

You: don’t worry babe he will have fun

You: and if he doesn’t I’ll force him to 😈

January 17th

7:00pm

Touya: U guys r throwing me a surprise party right

You: what?

Touya: For my bd

Touya: Fuyumi is being all suspicious

Touya: Told me I have to leave the house tomorrow but also come back at six oclock??

Touya: And the little brat keeps giggling at me

You: uhm don’t call little shoto that

Touya: Ur deflecting

Touya: They r throwing a party aren’t they

You: they aren’t

You: idk why you think that

Touya: Y/N

You: WHY DO U HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING

Touya: Lol

You: please please don’t tell them you know

You: they’re so excited for do this for you

You: [screenshot attachment]

You: look what Fuyumi said to me

Touya: Oh

You: please don’t spoil 😔

Touya: Don’t worry your pretty little head

Touya: I won’t

You: YAY

You: LOVE U

Touya: Ly2

January 18th

12:00am

You: [audio messsage]

You: enjoy me whisper singing happy bd to u

You: HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYY WOOOOO

You: LOVE U THE MOST

You: okay I need to sleep we have school tomorrow

January 18th

3:07am

Touya: Thank you y/n

Touya: Ly the most too

January 18th

6:15 pm

You: Touya where tf r u

Touya: I’m On my way!

You: we’ll be On your way! FASTER

Touya: STFU

You: U STFU

Touya: U TOLD ME TO MAKE THIS BELIEVEBE

Touya: MY FAMILY WOULD NOT BELEIWV I GOT THERE ON TIME

You: wait ur right lowkey

Touya: exactly

You: well walk faster

Touya: I’m not walking

Touya: I’m driving

You: HOW TF R U TEXTING ME

Touya: Imd riving one handed?

You: GET TF OFF UR PHONE 😭

January 19th

12:04 am

Touya: Y/N

Touya: Thank u for gifts

Touya: The strap for my bass

Touya: And the necklace

Touya: I lowbe them

Touya: and the aprty was so fun

Touya: I lovwd it

Touya: and I lobe you

You: that’s okay 😁

You: are u drunk rn🤔

Touya: Snuch out with bawks

Touya: Hrwks

Touya: Hawks

Touya: Raided fathers liquoye supply

You: you went to your dad’s house????

Touya: NO

Touya: never

Touya: stolen from when he was gere

Touya: fukcing loser 😂😂

You: where r u guys?

Touya: hawks house

Touya: his oarents arent home

Touya: u wanbawcome over

Touya: I’ll kuck him out

You: u can’t kick hawks out of his own house 😭

You: why do u even need to kick him out we’re friends

Touya: he flirst with y so much

Touya: flirts

Touya: pisses me off

You: awwwww r u jelly 🥺

Touya: yes

You: LOL

You: yeah maybe lay off the the drinks buddy

Touya: I live u

Touya: love

Touya: I loved the gifts u got me rhwnks

You: you already said babe

Touya: sorry baby Im so drunk

You: okay I’m going to go before you say something you’ll regret in the morning

You: goodnight birthday boy

January 19th

1:05 pm

Touya: Please erase last night from ur memory

You: last night was a movie 😍

Touya: Yeah a fucking horror

You: HAHAHA

Touya: My head is killing me

You: painkillers?

Touya: Idk where they r and Hawks is sleeping

You: did u guys just wake up 😭

Touya: I think I slept like at like five am

Touya: It’s nice smoking inside a house and not in some alleyway so mum doesn’t catch me

You: BOO

You: ur lungs hate u

Touya: I hate them back

Touya: It’s why I smoke

You: LOL SHUT UP

Touya: Fuck my HEAD

You: that’s what he said

Touya: Ew man

You: you love it

You: go drink some h2o

Touya: Enough chemistry in too tired

You: sigh fine

You: go get some WATER 💦

Touya: Fine

You: bye baby 🤪

Touya: I’ll kill you

You: but I thought you love me??

Touya: Ur dead to me

You: HAHHA

January 21st

7:06 pm

You: Touya

You: can I come over plz

Touya: Erm what 😳😳😳

You: seriously

You: can I

Touya: Yh ofc

Touya: You okay?

You: yh

You: well no actually

You: my dads being my dad again

You: I just can’t be in this house rn

You: I need to get away from him

Touya: Yeah u can anytime

Touya: Yk my family loves u

You: thanks

Touya: You want me to pick u up?

You: nah I wanna walk

You: thanks again

You: love u

Touya: Ly2

January 29th

5:28 pm

You: [image attachment]

You: BRUH HOW DID I LOSEEEE

You: I ATE SK BAD

Touya: Bruh get off dress to impress 😭

Touya: U r beefing ten year olds rn

You: idgaf

You: ten year olds who can’t fucking dress

You: I actually hate this game

You: that is NOT STEAM PUNK WHAT THE FUCK

Touya: Maybe get good

You: maybe kys???????

Touya: Words hurt 😔

You: man up?

Touya: Woah

Touya: Okay just perpetuate gender norms..

You: define perpetuate?

You: YH that’s what i thought

February 6th

7:06 pm

You: bro

You: all my friends have valentines apart from ME

Touya: Get good?

You: okay and where’s urs?

Touya: texting her rn 😍

You: omg 😳

You: but on a real I feel horrifically left out

You: Toga keeps flaunting it in my face

Touya: That little freak got one?

Touya: Who

You: yk that girl in 1-A with the chubby cheeks

You: they r so cute omg

You: how come toga has a lesbian lover and I’m jobless and hoeless 😔

Touya: I can help with one of those things

You: u hiring???

Touya: I’ll be ur valentine

You: I can’t tell if ur joking

Touya: I’m not

You: do u have one romantic bone in ur body

Touya: I can think of one 😳

You: LMAO EW

Touya: Nah fr I’ll be ur valentine

You: okay…

You: ask me properly tho

Touya: Okay

Touya: Hey Y/N

You: oh hi Touya! What’s up

Touya: Will u do me the great honour of being my valentine?

You: 😊 yes!

Touya: Thank you 😊😍

February 10th

2:02 pm

Touya: Omg

Touya: Y/N guess what

You: don’t text me in class lil bro

Touya: Someone asked me to be their valentine 🤪

You: what

You: Who

You: is she in our homeroom

You: did u tell her ur mine

Touya: Woahh

Touya: Jealous much

You: no I just don’t want to be a side piece 😔

Touya: No Dw I told her I’m urs 🥺

You: shush

You: yk what I meant

You: who was it tho

Touya: Idk some girl in my maths class

Touya: She seemed pretty sad when I said no

Touya: The ladies love me

You: she’ll get over it!

Touya: LOL

February 14th

8:03 am

You: OMG

You: ARE THESE FLOWERS MINE

Touya: No I got them for ur dad actually

You: TOUYAAA

You: THEYRE MY FAVS

You: THANM U SM

Touya: Anytime Valentine

February 14th

1:20 pm

Touya: Meet at my car

Touya: I’m taking u out for lunch

You: thank gosh

You: they’re selling some mystery meatloaf type deal and I’m no happy

You: hawksy wants to come too

Touya: No

Touya: Just u

You: girl he’s not gonna do anything

Touya: No this is like

Touya: Hold on

You: okay hawks is looking at his phone and typing

You: r u texting him

You: okay he magically doesn’t wanna come along anymore

Touya: Aw :((

Touya: I’m waiting outside

You: see u in a bit smelly

February 14th

1:50 pm

You: ur such a child

You: IM RIGHT IN FRONT OD U JUST TALK TO ME

Touya: NO

You: WHY

Touya: IK SCARED

You: I can see u smiling

Touya: Shut up

Touya: Okay listen

Touya: If u don’t like what I’m about to say we r going to act like this never happened okay

Touya: I will delete the message out of existence and thus out of ur mind

You: okay…

Touya: Okay so I kind of like actually asked u to be my Valentine not just because ur lonely

Touya: And I like really like you

Touya: As in like like

Touya: But I don’t wanna ruin our friendship because ur the best friend I’ve ever had and will ever have

Touya: So if u don’t feel the same we can just pretend this never happened

February 14th

8:00 pm

You: I’m home safe xxx

Touya: Don’t care

You: okay mr message me when ur back

You: okay mr parked in my driveway to make sure I got in okay???

Touya: Shut up

You: wait hold on

You: is that why uninvited hawks

You: so that u could ask me out

Touya: Yeah and the sky is also blue

You: SHUT UL

Touya: He’s so stupid yk

Touya: It was his idea ??

Touya: And he forgot

You: hey three’s a party!

Touya: So you would’ve kissed me as aggressively as you did if Hawks was there?

You: wait ur right..

You: Oh well

You: it was about time anyways

You: took u like three years and u did it over DMS

Touya: I’m shy 🥺

You: EW TF

You: I take the kiss back

Touya: These hickeys tell me a different story

You: HSUTUP

Touya: You love it

You: I love YOU 🫵

Touya: Yeah

Touya: Love you too

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This was NOT supposed to end with a confession but I physically cannot help myself 😅 I love these text posts they’re so fun!!

Hope u all enjoyed <3

[awooghan]

[11:41 pm] ✧.* l.mh

➳ PAIRING: lee know x gn!reader

➳ GENRE: fluff, slice of life, silent/mutual pining, friends to (implied) lovers

➳ WARNINGS: none, just tooth-rotting fluff and simp!lino :]

➳ WORD COUNT: 1k exactly which is a bit long for a timestamp but are we surprised

➳ SUMMARY: you and minho are out with your friends one night. minho notices you won't leave his side.

➳ NOTES: wow i actually completed a fic and it wasn't for christmas LOL hope you enjoy <3 also i know the banner is lee know in a puffy coat but this is supposed to be a summer night timestamp and this was the closest photo i could find 😭 (and as always ty @ujimoo for helping me make a banner)

➳ SONG REC: headliner (seventeen)

network tags: @kflixnet @straykidsland-main @kwritersworld @k-labels

“Ah, Y/N…” Minho says, lightly nudging you. “When are you gonna get off me?”

His voice, flat but gentle, cuts through the air around you, making the crickets chirping nearby sound like a mere pin drop. He doesn’t mean to sound rude, though his tone alone would have raised the eyebrows of strangers passing by. Luckily, there aren’t many people around to spare him weird glances this late at night.

It’s a genuine question, though. Instead of stomping around on the playground down the slope with your friends, you have effectively trapped Minho next to you atop a nearby hill. Your legs are outstretched before you, your shoes innocently tapping against his as you rock your feet side to side. Your arm sits comfortably next to his, and your head rests on his shoulder. He’s all but stuck now, like sap on a maple tree in January, and if you don’t move soon, he’ll be doomed to spend the rest of the night here in the grass.

He feels you shrug next to him.

“Hmm?” Minho hums. His eyes widen just slightly as you scoot closer. Your hand brushes against his, and your fingers lazily drum a pattern into the warm earth below you. He tries to ignore this and pokes you repeatedly in the arm.

“Come onnnn…” he says. “When are you gonna get up?”

Your quiet “I dunno” in response fills his ears.

“What do you meeeaaann, ‘I dunno’?” He makes a show of rolling his eyes, then clicks his tongue. “Why don’t you wanna get up, hmm?”

A scream echoes through the park and makes Minho look up for a moment. Changbin’s short figure flies through the air, his arms flailing. The swing behind him rocks erratically as he falls onto the mulch with a thud. Wooyoung points and cackles loudly from the swing next to him, but quickly lets out a shriek of his own and grips onto the metal chains. Further right, Jungwoo and Chaeryeong’s silhouettes chase each other around on the main playground equipment. Lampposts at the edge of the playground cast a dim yellow glow across the space, like the ones in retro film recordings. Minho can imagine the little “PLAY” icon floating at the top left of the scene, blinking periodically several feet above the dark blue awning.

He feels a light tap against his shoe again.

“Owww!” Minho feigns a cry. He picks up his feet and swipes them away from you in one swift move, the corners of his lips pulling down in an exaggerated pout. “Y/N, that hurt~ how dare you…” 

Looking back at you, you’re mindlessly clicking your feet against each other, and you’re still all cuddled up on his shoulder. His heart thumps a little louder in his chest when you shove your head closer to him.

“Yah, Y/N…”

“Hmm...” Your soft hum comes out more as a statement than a reply.

You flutter your eyes closed, your lashes gently batting against your skin. He heaves out a sigh, and the warm breeze tickles his cheeks with a light blush. It seems to have more mercy on you, though, as it delicately brushes your stray hairs away from your forehead, framing your face perfectly. Almost too perfectly. The crickets blend into the quiet air as he takes in the sight.

“Hey…” Minho tries one more time. He tilts his head slightly as he gazes at you. “Why don’t you get up? Our friends are waiting.”

The breeze picks up for just a moment, making you scrunch up your nose. Minho gestures down the hill. It’s getting more difficult to look away from you. “See?” he continues. “Playground's right over there. ‘S loads more fun than I am.”

Another shriek rings out from the playground area. Chaeryeong lies in an awkward position at the bottom of the slide. The wind picks up again at the same time, whistling against Minho’s ears right as Chaeryeong yells something at Jungwoo. All he can make out is another scream as Jungwoo tumbles down the slide and knocks Chaeryeong onto the gravel.

But a light tap sings louder to Minho than all of it.

Looking back at you, his eyes trace down, stopping where your fingers meet his arm. As light as a hummingbird’s wing beat, your fingers tap across his forearm and leave a path of spreading warmth in their wake. They seem to float in the air as they skip further down. Your touch, so faint and gentle, nearly lulls him to sleep. He lets his eyes fall shut.

It’s like Minho is at the beach for a moment, and your fingers brushing against his skin are the ocean waves calmly swaying over his feet. Then, he feels a sudden blast as a tidal wave crashes over him, its currents pulling him under and leaving him unable to breathe. His eyes snap open and right toward the spot where your hand has come to a gentle rest over the top of his own.

Minho’s eyes meet your soft ones. Your head is still comfortably nestled on his shoulder, and your cheeks seem to glow in the dark when you smile at him. For a moment, perhaps a moment too long, time comes to a still as he takes you in, watching you slowly melt into his side. You look so at peace, and he dare not disturb you, despite his urge to spring up and run down the hill and scream at Changbin. Thankfully, he’s too engrossed in the feeling of your hand on top of his to even try. He thanks his lucky stars once more that you’re also looking down at your hands, so you can’t notice the blood rushing to the tips of his ears.

Slowly, he spreads his fingers and gently threads them with yours. He glances at you, then looks down at his lap, a shy smile finally forming on his lips.

“Ah…” he says softly. “ Our friends can wait a little.”

[lovebvni]

'Advice From Your S/O' ( Pick-a-Pile ) (old)

I haven't done a pick-a-pile lately, I had covid then life got in the way, but I'm back with some shifting advice from your s/o! 

You will be picking a number between 1 and 5

Breathe in....

Breathe out...

Now, what's the number you heard?

[pile 1, 2, 3

4, 5]

pile 1

Pile 1!

Conformation this pile is for you: Have been having nightmares, waking up in the middle of the night, feeling like things aren't going well for you, 9, 999

Cards: 9 of Swords, Page of Cups, 9 of Pentacles

"I see you've been disappointed with your situation, but you know, things are going to get better. Take a break, look to your material life more than you look to shifting right now. Take a break, stop thinking about shifting. I think you're obsessed." Wow, your partner had NO trouble giving this to you straight up. They are basically trying to say take a break. Think about something else, be creative!

Things I kept seeing/hearing: memer, laughs a lot, is in physical or mental pain, obsession, Addison Rae, overachiever

pile 2

Pile 2!

Conformation this pile is for you: You have a mental illness of some sort, you want to work with a deity, you have a cat (or pet)

Cards: The Devil, 5 of Wands (R), 8 of Cups

You guys may have also been drawn to pile 1

"Hello, my love! I want you to be happy. What's wrong? Do you need to rant? I'm here for you if you do! I love you SO SO SOOO much! I was asked to bring you advice. Positive change is coming. I know, that really isnt advice but you NEED to know that happiness is coming to you, CHANGE is coming to you. You feel suck but, you're actually slowly moving forward! I'll always be by your side to hold your hand, dont worry!"

Things I kept seeing/hearing: The colour purple, 555, blue, deities, 'It's Nerf or Nothing!"

pile 3

Pile 3!

Conformation this pile is for you: You love listening to music, weirdcore, Simp/kin Bakugou, cook, denki kinnie 1, 111, 1111, fighter,  fire sign, childish

Cards: 7  of wands(r), king of wands, Ace of Cups, Ace of Swords

"HII! I'm going to be honest with you, you're not TRYING to do everything you want to! I know you want to do great things but you WONT PUT WORK INTO IT! Can you PLEASE actually try to put work into what you're doing? Put effort into it. You're wasting your potential. Once you do this, something new is coming! I promise, pinky swear!!"

Things I kept seeing/hearing: 111, 1111, January, New Beginnings are coming, JAM SESSION!!, artist, learner

pile 4

Pile 4

MENTIONS OF ABUSE/NEGLECT!!

Conformation this pile is for you: Shoto Todoroki, Hyper, 555, 1010, overachiever, doing more than needed, hard working, shifting for an escape, falling, box (LMFAO WTF??), spiritual, magic wand, have a snake

Cards: The World, Page of Wands(R), 10 of Swords, 5 of Swords, The Tower, 8 of Wands

"Hello. You are my world, I want you to know that. I am sending lots of love, because I know that there is a lot going on with you. The parental figures in your life do NOT treat you the way they should. I want you to know, I'm sending you signs and messages, I don't know if you're getting them/paying attention to them. I want you to know there are NO rules you have to follow, nothing you do will effect your journey negatively, okay? Every thing is downhill from here, a smooth ride, you are going to shift soon. Don't loose hope."

Things I kept seeing/hearing: Nicki Minaj, Billie Eilish, finally, endings coming, childish, blonde hair, red 3.

pile 5

Pile 5

Conformation this pile is for you: Shinsou, 333, 33, artist, drawing, roblox, Katsuki Bakugou

Cards: The Hanged Man, 3 of Pentacles, 3 of Wands, The Empress (R)

"WITHIN TIME YOU WILL SHIFT! CALM DOWN! Take a break, focus on what you want to do in your cr, do you like someone? Talk to them! Work on your script, do whatever! I love you! No matter what, I'll wait for you! Success is coming, you're almost at the top of this mountain!!"

Things I kept seeing/hearing: 333, Black, blue, sunglasses, cars, friends, online friends.

[disneyprincemuke]

time to rockʸ and roᵒll * female!driver(s)

“how does it feel to be back?”

the girl in the maroon racesuit smiles at the woman behind the camera. she tilts her head to the side to stretch her neck and adjusts the velcro of her race suit. “i feel amazing. it’s honestly good to be back,” the girl scrunches her nose as she fixes her hair. “so, grill the grid, right?”

“yep. we’re gonna start off with a pop quiz,” the older woman trails off with a teasing smile and looks down at her clipboard, flipping over a piece of paper, “on account of seb.”

“seb?” the girl asks, blinking with her eyebrows furrowed and head tilted. “like sebastian vettel? retired german race car driver now race engineer for the new team on the grid sebastian vettel?”

the older woman nods again. “you ready?”

“pop quiz?” the driver reiterates, throwing her head back in shock. “do i get a prize?”

“i believe so.” she lifts her head with a friendly smile and nods. “you ready? i heard you’ll really like the prize — even if you get it wrong, i believe.”

that’s not something you hear every day — walking away a winner as a loser. “really? i still get a prize even if i get the answer wrong?” she takes a deep breath and sighs with a grin. “okay, i’m ready. ask away.”

“what’s the name of the new team on the grid?”

“andretti cadillac… racing? they don’t have f1 in their team name… i don’t suppose…”

“oh, that’s a really good start!”

“i wasn’t sure.”

“what are the names of the 3 rookies on the grid this year?”

“can i ask you a question as well?”

“sure.”

“there’s 3 rookies on the grid this year?” the producer nods. “all in different teams?” she nods again. the driver puffs her cheeks out and puts her hands on her hips, tilting her head as she starts to think. “i know mclaren acquired the australian kid — oscar… and alex saying something about logan’s promotion late last year… but a third rookie? another team went for a rookie this year?”

“it was all the rage when they announced it in late january. where have you been?”

the girl throws her head back with a laugh, “i’m not very up to date with racing news.” she bites down on her bottom lip as she gets her brain to work again. “wow, i’ve really got no idea. i wanna go on a whim and say fred? maybe got felipe out of the aston martin reserve spot?”

“wrong,” a disembodied voice speaks. someone jumps out from a coveted spot in the studio with something in their hands, a wide smile spreading their lips and a thud bouncing off the walls as their feet meet the ground. “it’s me.”

the girl in maroon drops her jaw, eyes widening and back straightening. “rocky!”

the girl in purple squeaks and hops in the air. “roo!”

notes: listen,, the only time i'm putting my notes at the end of my fic is now (also because it's giving me wattpad core because that's how i used to do it lMFAO) anyway, @angsthology and i have always talked about rocky and roo linking up and this has been in the wip forever and i'm soooo excited to finally post it

also because this is that universe where i keep saying mocky will end up toGETHER SO HERE WE GOO YEAHHHHH

@33-81 @darleneslane @namgification @localwhoore @happy-nico @nikfigueiredo

[alittletaste]

THIRD TIME’S A CHARM

↳ In which Y/n and Harry have a whole day just to themselves and they couldn’t think of a better way to spend it than having sex. However, not everything works out how they want it to.

Warnings: 4.1k words (longest fic I’ve written! So please show some love and support) 18+ as there’s a lot of mention of smut. Dad!harry (ygmd universe) Enjoy 🫶

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The January chill made it near impossible not to layer up. Y/n tugged a jacket onto Indi, his arms easily slipping in, a smile on his face as Harry worked on wrapping up their youngest, Stella with a scarf. The oldest two of the Styles clan, Jude and Beau, were already all wrapped up and warm, ready to go.

Schools were back on and the mornings were once again the busiest time of the day. The kiddos, now all nice and ready for school, were lined up by the front door. Y/n lays a soft kiss on each of their foreheads as Harry goes to grab his car keys off the hook. He walks back to y/n with a smile, “ready to go my little loves?” He asks the kids, before coming into drop a quick kiss onto y/ns lips, catching her off guard. He winks as he pulls away, y/n already feeling her face warm up.

Jude groans upon seeing the affection between his parents whilst the younger kids giggle. “Right, have a good day at school, my angels! Learn lots!” Y/n speaks, as she practically shoos Harry and the kids outside, if they weren’t gone within the next few minutes, they would be late and the last thing the parents needed was a telling-off from one of their kiddo's teachers.

An influx of “bye mum!” came from her kids as she makes her way back inside. Once she was alone in the house, she couldn’t help but replay the kisses Harry gave her this morning, it was obvious he was hinting at something. Especially since they finally get to spend a full day together. Gemma had decided on collecting the kids from school (and Stella from her nursery) so she could take them over to her place tonight and Harry had a day off. A full day together was something that hardly ever happened now that the couple had four of their own kids and whenever they did have one, the day was spent catching up on some much-needed sleep.

But this time, y/n didn’t want that. Y/n wanted. No, she craved her husband. She needed his touch, she felt as if she went way too long without it so today, she was set on changing that. She rushed to her bedroom, finding the lingerie she got gifted for Christmas from Harry and tugging it on.

The material of the lingerie was lace, the sheerness meant that nothing was left to the imagination and y/n knew Harry would be drooling once he saw her in it. Especially since the lingerie was in his favourite colour on her, black. She was the sight of seduction, a sight for sore eyes. Y/n actually felt confident in herself, and proud of her body, something she hadn’t felt since she’s given birth to Stella, two years ago, despite Harry trying his hardest to show her and convince her that she was and is the most beautiful woman to him.

Her thoughts are cut short as she hears a whistle come from the door of her bedroom, she looks up to find Harry leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed over his midsection. He shifts his weight back onto his feet once he realised he’s caught his wife’s attention, his eyes dark and scanning over her body. “This is a nice surprise” he hums as he makes his way over to y/n, biting his lips, “wow”

“You like?” Y/n asks, despite feeling confident, she still wanted his approval.

“Lookin’ fuckin’ gorgeous peach” he speaks, his voice rough with lust. His eyes were still scanning her body, hungrily. His hands going to grab at her hips. “Makin’ me so hard”

“Hmm, wanted you all morning” y/n replies, her hands dragging up and down Harry’s arms, she squeezes once she gets to his bicep. Despite being 38 and a dad with a full-time, sometimes demanding job, Harry kept up with his health /fitness regime; never skipping any gym sessions and always trying to eat healthy food though he definitely did have his cheat days. Harry was still fit and the sight of his beautiful body had people all around the world, screaming.

“Yeah? What did you want me to do, love?” He asks, guiding y/n back to their shared bed. He pushes her onto the mattress lightly before climbing on top, kissing her neck. “C’mon peach, don’t get all shy on me. Tell me what you want me to do” Harry asks again before going to suck and lick at her exposed skin again. He loved teasing her, getting her to speak and tell him what she wanted was one of the sexiest things for Harry. He loved knowing his wife wanted him to do all these things to her.

“I, I want you to fuck me” she whines, her hands tangling into his hair. She keeps Harry there, against her neck and he continues licking at the skin, dropping a kiss here and there. He didn’t want to suck too hard, scared of leaving a hickey which he knows y/n hates having to cover up.

“And how shall I fuck you?” Harry asks, pulling away breathlessly, he begins to trail his kisses down to y/ns chest, showing her barely covered breasts some love. His tongue was working skilfully on top of her lingerie, the wetness seeping through the material making y/n's eyes roll back.

“Want you to fuck me hard” she half moans as Harry continues to assault her breasts, the sounds of his mouth against her skin filling the room. “Like, like you used to before”

“I’ll do whatever you want baby” he smiles, a fuzzy look in his eyes as he pulls back and moves towards her lips. He was intoxicated with her, obsessed with everything about her. Obsessed with the fact that she was his wife, a woman he could call his own and share everything with, a woman who blessed him with four of their babies, a woman that was with him every step of the way.

Just as Harry’s lips met y/ns, he groaned “love when you scratch my back” he speaks, pulling back, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Harry, I didn’t scratch your back” y/n giggles, confused about what Harry’s on about. Upon hearing that, he quickly turns to look behind him, his hand coming down to press against the mattress unknowingly pulling y/n's hair in the process. They both scream however not from pleasure, more from agony if anything.

“Harry you’re on my hair!”

“Bella get out of the room!”

They both shout, Harry quickly pulls off her, reaching over to pick Bella, their cat, up as Y/n gathers her hair, rubbing at the sore spot on her head. Bella had been the one scratching Harry’s back.

“Bella, out!” Harry says sternly, but instead of moving, she leaves Harry’s grasp and finds herself a comfy place to sit on their bed. Just as Harry goes to grab her again, their dog, Oakley makes his way into the room, finding himself a spot to lie down on their carpet.

“Oakley, out boy” Harry speaks, pointing at the door so his pets catch on and leave but they stay sitting there nonchalantly, acting as if Harry and y/n do not exist.

“Harry, leave it, we can do this later” y/n speaks up from the bed, she was still massaging her head as Harry walks over to her with an annoyed look on his face.

“I love those pets to death but damn, they’re just as bad as our kids when it comes to cockblocking us” Harry laughs making y/n giggle as she moves to plant a kiss on his lips. “I’m sorry I pulled your hair, I didn’t realise,” he says against her lips as y/n sneaks her fingers into his hair, she scratches at his scalp lightly.

“Don’t worry babe, just caught me off guard is all” she replies, leaning in for another kiss. Just as they pull away the front door rings.

“Guess I’ll get that” Harry speaks, pressing a kiss onto y/ns forehead.

“I’ll go have a shower” his wife replies and he nods before leaving to get the front door which happens to be the postman dropping off some bits and bobs Harry ordered for the kid's bedrooms.

As he made his way back up, he decides he’ll carry on what he started earlier with y/n in the shower. He slips into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door this time so no unwanted guests showed up, he starts stripping before joining his wife under the hot stream of water.

“You love your boiling hot showers” he chuckles as he feels the scalding water glide down his back, his muscles and defined body looked extra good wet. Y/n licks her lips as she moves her hands up and down his body.

“Better than your ice baths” she replies and he growls playfully.

“Touché” Harry says, leaning towards y/ns ear, “guess what?” He whispers, his voice sending a pleasurable shiver down y/ns spine.

“What?” She asks breathlessly as she feels Harry’s hands trail up and down her naked body, stopping to squeeze one of her breasts before finding purchase on her ass and he groans, whimpering out a fuck.

“The doors locked. I can finally give you what you want” he replies to y/ns question in a playful whisper. “I’m going to fuck you so hard” he groans, his voice gravelly and dripping in lust. His eyes were dark and his cock was hardening as he spun y/n around, bending her over.

He angled the shower head to her ass, to where they’d soon be connected. Harry’s hands travel up and down her back, he leans down to press kisses to her shoulder “you good?” He asks and she nods, wanting nothing more but for him to enter her and fuck her stupid.

“Tell me you need my cock” he growls against her skin, his hands trailing down her back to spank her ass. The force of Harry’s hand against her ass sends y/n forward, making her squeal. He didn’t realise the force and before he knows it, y/ns heads hitting against the side of the shower wall after she loses her footing.

“Fuck” she whimpers, standing up to her full height as she rubs her head for the second time today. “Ouch, that hurt.”

“Fuck, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to spank you that hard” Harry rambles, feeling guilty for causing any sort of pain to his wife. He pulls y/n into his chest, his hand rubbing up and down her back. “Are you okay? Not feeling dizzy or anything?” He questions, worry in his voice which y/n soon dismisses.

“I’m ok, just lost my bearings” she giggles, kissing Harry’s chest. Y/n leans her head against him, her ear placed right over his heart, she could feel his rather fast heartbeat. “Baby, I promise, I’m ok. Maybe shower sex isn’t for us, but I’m all good. No concussion or anything” she reassured her stubborn husband.

“Ok, I’m glad love. I’m sorry once again, let’s just go cuddle, you can be the big spoon if you want” Harry suggests to which y/n is quick to agree on. They swiftly finish off their shower before making their way back to their bedroom to have a cuddle.

“Have we truly been out of practice for that long?” Y/n asks, as Harry pulls her closer towards him. She tucks into his armpit, her arm going over his broad chest as he leans to kiss into her hair.

“What do you mean, peach?” He asks, his fingers drawing soft and delicate patterns onto her arm.

“Like, have we lost our passion? We’ve tried to have sex twice so far and they’ve both failed. And It’s only 11 am” she questions, her eyebrows furrowed, something Harry loved about her. Every time she got angry or confused, her eyebrows furrowed and he believes it was the cutest thing ever.

“I wouldn’t say we’ve lost our passion, I mean I was dead set on fucking you into oblivion. We’re perfect but sex isn’t. It’s never perfect, you know that, sometimes I get a leg cramp from all the thrusting or your boobs get way too sensitive. Shit happens, we can always try again later, we’ve got the day to ourselves love, don’t worry over it” he speaks, slowly and gently, trying to find the right words to make y/n feel better. She nods and kisses his bare chest, nuzzling her face into his side.

“You’re right, I’m sorry, just get too into my head” she sighs and Harry kisses her hair once again before moving to lift her face towards him.

“Peach, don’t be sorry. It’s ok to feel anxious about stuff like this, I’m glad you spoke to me about it. We’ll have sex don’t worry” he smiles and she nods, cuddling closer towards him. Harry doesn’t let up on his promise from before and he’s turning on his side so y/n can spoon him from behind, the two slowly drifting off to sleep in the position.

After a good hour's nap, the two woke up feeling nice and refreshed. Harry gazed sleepily at his wife, his fingers moving to push her hair back behind her ear. “Hey, you” he spoke groggily, smiling lazily.

“Hi” y/n squeaked, her eyes drowsy and voice soft, “that was a nice nap”

Harry smiles down at her, his hand beginning to rub soothing patterns onto her back, he was fully facing her now. “Yeah, I’m feeling nice and awake now,” he says, “think we should have sex”

“Hmm, should we now?” Y/n teases, running her fingertips up and down Harry’s chest whilst biting her lip. She looks up at him, excitement in her eyes, she really wanted this. She craved it and she didn’t want anything to ruin it.

“Yeah” he murmurs, a slight groan and strain present in his voice. “want your pretty mouth wrapped around me. Be a good girl and show me some love”

“Hmm, guess we should lock the door first” y/n spoke, leaving the bed to lock the door, she walks back graciously, her hair a mess from the nap but nonetheless she looked amazing. Once she’s back on the bed, she begins to slither her hands down Harry’s body, feeling the ridges of his toned torso before finding purchase on his boxers. Harry lifts his hips and she pulls down the boxers, freeing his already aching and hard cock.

She curled her fingers around his thick cock, a breathy exhale leaving Harry’s perfect lips as she started sensually tugging at it. Y/ns lips slowly come to close over his tip, eyes focused on his as she drags her tongue over the head of his shaft, licking it lewdly and sliding her tip around it. The sensation of the teasing, has Harry moaning, voice low and brimming with lust.

Y/n slowed the movement of her stroking hand as she started to take him in deeper, her kissable lips wrapped around his shaft, sucking sensually. Harry moaned deeply at the feeling of her lips sliding over the head of his shaft repeatedly, he was big and filled her mouth out perfectly.

Y/n was moving her head up and down, slowly beginning to take more of him into her mouth, tongue lavishing the head of his cock with a slew of wet licks, teasing the tip repeatedly as her hand comes up to play with his balls. She squeezed lightly, watching as Harry’s mouth parted in a silent scream and his head fell back. His hand comes to cup the back of your head, nudging her down a bit. “Stop teasing me peach” he groans, taking his lips in his teeth as she looked up at him.

He’s greeted with a soft hum, the vibrations making him buck his hips up a bit, wanting more and she obliges, taking him in even deeper as her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock. Y/n pursed her lips snugly around his shaft and slurped right back to the tip before going back down again, repeating this motion a couple of times all whilst her hand continued to play and tease his balls. He was hissing and groaning at the contact-making her smile against him. Y/n took pride in the fact that she was the reason he was a withering mess.

Her other hand left his cock, now resting on his thigh to keep herself steadied as she continued bopping her head up and down, her drool running down his girth and making wet-sounding slurps.

Pushing down on her head more insistently Harry got y/n to move faster, a shudder of pure ecstasy travelling up his cock as she sucked him off. He leaned back onto his hand, groaning as he looked down at y/ns nearly bare back, only her bra straps present. Harry reached forwards and undid the bra in a second, freeing her breasts from the constraint. He threw the bra off the bed.

His cock twitched deep within y/ns mouth and he groans, “fuck, I need to be inside of you right now”

Y/n pulls back, a line of saliva still connecting her to his wet cock and speaks “please, fuck me” she begs causing a growl to escape from Harry. He was quick to lift her, flipping them over, trapping his wife beneath him.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard” he rasped, grazing her nipple with his teeth, pulling a gasp from her. Harry was ruthless when it came to the bedroom, a man that knew what he wanted, a man who had someone that would give him exactly what he needed. In a sense, that would make him dangerous, pulling orgasm after orgasm from his lover, watching and loving the way she squirmed on the bed, overwhelmed by the pleasure.

Licking. Sucking. Biting. Harry did whatever he could to satisfy y/n's needs, loving the way she threw her head back at the sensation of his warm wet tongue gliding over her soft skin, her fingers getting lost in his hair. His hands smoothed their way down her legs, caressing the skin, he positioned them over his hip, his hard-on coming in direct contact with her dripping core.

“Babe, please” y/n moaned, her head resting against the pillow, giving him more access to litter her skin with kisses.

“I’m getting to it” Harry murmured against her neck, continuing to leave a series of light kisses there, teasingly. “I fucking love you” he spoke, his hand sliding up her body, gently cupping a breast and then tugging at the nipple making y/n squirm and take his cock into her hand. She’s had enough of the teasing and needed him. She quickly discards her panties, whimpering upon feeling the weight of his cock in her hands.

“Need you in me” she whimpered, guiding his leaking cock towards her entrance. Harry looked down, his eyes on the way y/n had a tight grip around his cock. He loved watching the way she ran the head of his shaft up and down her weepy core, gathering some of her wetness, to make the first thrust easier. It was in these moments, that Harry was glad he had a vasectomy, no longer worrying about having to use condoms or the effects birth control pills had on y/n. He was free to enjoy the warm and wet walls of y/n engulfing around him, and what bliss that was.

“You’re always so wet for me” Harry observed, watching as y/n bit her lip upon hearing him. “Love watching this cunt take me, you always take me so well baby” he speaks lowly, as y/n finally places his plump cockhead where it needs to be. Harry slowly thrusts his hip forward, pushing into her, earning a gasp from his lover.

Y/n squeezes her eyes shut, her head thrown back as Harry begins his steady rhythm of thrusting, withdrawing slowly before pushing in and bottoming out again, profanities slipping from her lips. Her hands were clasped around his back, and her legs wrapped around his hips.

Harry flattened his tongue against the base of y/n's neck and licked all the way up to her ear “fuckin gorgeous” he moaned, his hips still keeping up with the pleasurable pace. His thick cock was engulfed with y/n's warmness, he felt as if he was in heaven.

The burning friction from Harry’s powerful thrusts. The bang of the headboard hitting against the wall. The scent of their combined sweat. The slapping sound of skin against skin. Her fingers drawing blood from his shoulders. The sensation was powerful and the couple have never felt better. Y/n feels a little stupid, thinking she lost her passion with her husband, she knew now for sure that, that would never ever happen.

Harry’s heavy breathing soon turns into grunts and y/n's soft moans into squeals, they were both so close to falling off the edge and into the pool of absolute pleasure. “M’so close. Fuck, you’re so good to me” he growls, his thrusts picking up in pace and force. His pelvis was hitting against y/ns repeatedly, her walls clenching and getting impossibly wetter for him and him only.

Harry shouted her name as he starts to come, his hips slamming against hers as liquid heat begins to fill her up. Every one of his thrusts was punctured with a loud groan and profanity. Y/n lay there as she took his cum, watching her husband shudder and whimper in front of her made her lose her mind. She was so obsessed with him and so was he with her.

He slowly pulls out, watching as his cum leaks out of y/n's puckering hole. “Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me” he growls playfully making her chuckle breathlessly. Harry leans forward to kiss her lips, he slowly sucks on her bottom lip before pulling back. “Can’t let you go without giving you an orgasm m’love. What sort of husband would that make me?” He asks as he begins to move down the bed, back to y/ns core.

He lowers his head, sticking his tongue out and pressing it flat against her clit, he kitten licks it, his eyes closing as he laps up her sweet wetness. Harry wasn’t the type of guy to shy away from cum, even his own, so he had no problem with slowly bringing his fingers to her entrance, pushing his cum back into her.

Y/n's lips separated and a string of profanities spilt from them at the feeling of Harry’s long fingers slowly dipping inside of her and his tongue teasing her clit. He lapped up her juices, his tongue expertly knowing exactly what to do to get y/n to orgasm. He circled her bundle of nerves, over and over with his tongue, occasionally sucking, sending tingles up her spine making her shiver with ecstasy.

She was so close already and with a few more thrusts of his fingers, the lap of his tongue sliding against her clit and the suck of his mouth she came, her legs shaking. She was breathless, completely overtaken by pleasure.

Y/n lay limp against the bed once she came down from her high, Harry slowly pulled his hand out of her warm and deliciously wet cunt and bought his fingers up to his mouth to suck them clean. “I love you so much” she heaves, “didn’t know me looking half sleepy was such a turn on” she joked making Harry chuckle as he fell to the space next to her on the bed, his body heaving with each breath he took.

Harry nipped her ear, pulling her closer to his own body, “you turn me on in every way imaginable, peach” he confessed, pulling a soft smile from y/n. “I love you so much, glad I got to fuck you again”

“I’m glad you fucked me too” y/n giggles, reaching up to press a soft kiss, a complete contrast to how fast and hard they were previously fucking, “you’re the best husband ever” she speaks just as her phone rings. Y/n lazily reaches over to grab it, reading the caller ID with a playful frown, “you got them late again didn’t you?”

“Heyyy, the kids wanted some snacks and who am I to deny?” Harry defends making y/n chuckle. She not only got the best husband ever but she also got to give her children the very best father, a man who would do absolutely anything for his family.

[tennessoui]

kit's january ko-fi fic: Anakitty AU

ugh i am so excited to be posting this on my kofi, i had such a blast writing this that i literally wrote 3k yesterday for it and 3k today in like. 3 hours. she's the definition of a silly little au becoming a fic!!

in this fic/au, anakin becomes a cat; meanwhile, obi-wan just happens to find a cat outside his doors that he decides to take in to care for, as he's a lonely old man now that his padawan has left the nest. good thing this cat is really affectionate and just melts when obi-wan gives it pets!

meanwhile anakin thinks it's a pretty sweet deal to be a cat forever if it means he has obi-wan's affection and attention and love and attention and pets and attention and, etc etc

here's a little snippet!:

“So you haven’t heard from Anakin in a few days,” Obi-Wan says carefully, brushing each slightly curly strand of the cat’s fur flat as he examines his grand padawan. “Are you worried about him?” Obi-Wan hasn’t heard from Anakin lately either, but the boy has been pulling slowly and carefully away from him for ages. For the most part, Obi-Wan has stopped reaching out, and their virtual communications have dried up. “Not anymore,” Ahsoka says, picking up her tea with an angry look at the cat. “How long has it been since he’s been like thi—I mean, since you last heard from him?” “Well, I couldn’t quite say!” Eleven days. “Though, if I’m being honest, the Council is close to drawing him up on charges for abandoning his troops without leave to take a holiday. I’m sure he will slip back into the Temple sooner or later.” “Wow!” Ahsoka’s voice is pitched much too loud and much too pointed to be natural. “Did you hear that, Anakin? You’re going to be tried for abandoning your troops if you don’t tell the Council you’re experiencing a bit of a setback soon!” The cat rolls onto its back with a loud purr, paws folded upward to allow Obi-Wan the maximum of tummy to scratch. Obi-Wan, knowing it's his due, scratches its tummy obligingly.

as a reminder for how these kofi fics work: i've uploaded the google document link into my gallery on ko-fi. to view the image and get the link that's in the image description, you have to be a monthly subscriber. it's $4 a month, and once you become a subscriber, you can read the 5 other ficlets i've uploaded! if you want to donate to get access, make sure the donation bar is set to "monthly" instead of "one time".

[do-it-for-the-fandom]

For the January prompts - paper planes please

Wow-eee! This one is late! But better late than never, right?

Set mid season 5. This one is a pancake - light and fluffy! - just as promised.

An hour had passed and they were still stuck.

Over an hour, actually - sixty-seven minutes if you wanted to be precise - but in this sweltering metal box, sixty-seven minutes had felt like a lifetime.

"Why the hell is it so hot in here?" she complained as she undid yet another button of her blouse and tugged the material open.

Castle's eyes widened at the glimpse of lace that peaked out from under her shirt. Kate rolled her eyes, hung her head back against the wall and closed her eyes.

"Nothing you haven't seen before, Castle."

"What can I say?" He shrugged. "Being at the precinct adds a little extra flare of excitement, I guess."

Kate huffed, opened her eyes just long enough to shoot him an unimpressed glare.

"Don't go getting any ideas," she mumbled as she rolled her entire body to press her forehead against the cool metal wall behind her.

Castle stepped closer; she felt his presence, the warmth of his body radiating in her space. Too warm. She put her hand up, pressed her palm to his chest to keep just a small amount of distance between them but he reached out, wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Kate," he whispered, his voice laced with concern. "Are you okay?"

"It's just-" She forced her eyes open again and took a moment to look down at Castle's attire: his usual business casual, thick overcoat already on. "Aren't you hot?" she asked, a little confused as to how he could stand so many layers.

"It's the middle of winter," he complained, answering her question. She groaned and leant further into his embrace.

Despite her current discomfort, the way he held her had always managed to somehow make everything better.

"Sit with me," he said softly before helping her lower herself into the corner of the carriage. He sat beside her; back against the wall and legs outstretched to the centre of the elevator. "Can I have that?"

Kate turned her attention to him, noticed his eyes fixed on the leather binder tucked under her arm. She passed it to him and watched as he opened it, flipped to the back and pulled a loose sheet of paper from it.

He closed the binder again and placed it on his lap. Using it as a table, he placed the piece of paper on it and began to make several folds.

She continued to watch as he folded, shuffled and flipped the paper until it somewhat resembled a plane.

"I don't think that's going to go very far," she commented sarcastically.

He clicked his tongue at her. "It doesn't have to go far."

He made one final fold before holding the paper plane above his shoulder, near his cheek. With the flick of his wrist he sent it soaring.

The plane looped - not one, but twice! - before crashing into the wall opposite them.

Castle turned his head, fully intent on trowing out a teasing I told you so. But when he saw the wide-eyed look of wonderment on Beckett's face, the words never formed.

"How did you get it to loop?"

"That's top secret," he teased.

But she wanted to know all of his secrets - would happily spend the rest of her life trying to figure them out.

He grabbed two more sheets of paper from her binder and passed one to her before going through each step, teaching her how to perfectly craft a looping plane.

When done, he held his up and tossed it. They watched as it danced through the air, performing one perfect loop before crashing into the wall.

"Your turn," he encouraged.

Beckett tossed hers - just as Castle had shown her - but it did not loop.

Castle laughed at the frustrated huff Beckett let out. "Try again."

She shifted, reached across and grabbed her plane from where it had crash-landed. She straightened the damaged nose, fixed the creases of the wings and then tossed it again.

Once more, it flew directly to it's demise. No loops.

Castle passed her another sheet of paper. "Again. This time try folding the wings up instead of down."

He instructed her, step-by-step, how to make the new plane. She followed his directions, allowed him to inspect her work before giving this activity one last chance.

She inhaled deeply, let the breath out slowly, then tossed the plane.

It looped perfectly.

Beckett laughed excitedly, slapped her palm to Castle's shoulder as if to make sure he had been watching. "It worked!" She looked at him, noticed his eyes already glued to her. A little half-smile curled his lips as he watched her.

She was sure she would never get used tot hat: the way he looked at her with so much unrestrained adoration in his eyes; his love for her so evident on his face.

"What?" she asked, self-consciousness creeping up on her.

But his smile brightened, the adoration in his eyes grew stronger.

"You're kinda cute," he said with a shrug.

She rolled her eyes, but couldn't stop the smile spreading across her face. "Shut up," she grumbled softly.

She leant her head against his shoulder, snuggled up closer as a chill ran down her spine.

And suddenly she realized his plan: to distract her, to calm her.

He had managed to bring her out of her own head, to calm the unexpected claustrophobic panic with such ease. A part of her hated how successful he was, how he somehow knew her better than she knew herself. A bigger part of her was just so grateful to have him.

He leant his head to rest atop hers.

"Castle?" she beckoned in a soft voice. He hummed. "I'm sorry I was... grumpy."

He smiled to himself. "What ever do you mean, dear?" he asked sarcastically.

She let out a small, amused huff and wrapped her arms around his bicep.

"I love you."

Castle pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "I love you, too."

[phanfictioncatalogue]

1k Word Fics (7) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six

all I want to do is all of it with you (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: Dan and Phil are going to stay late at the rehearsal venue to...film. Yeah.

because none of it was ever worth the risk (ao3) - howell_slide

Summary: Dan arrives home from Phil’s, and the house is empty.

Boom Chicka Wow Wow Time (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: "Phil wants skinny jeans back. Not me. Those things are hard to take off when it comes to the boom chicka wow wow time, you know what I'm saying?"

-real life Dan Howell revealing yet another thing about his and Phil's real sex life that I Didn't Need To Know

a skinny jeans mishap threatens to ruin boom chicka wow wow time

change the prophecy (ao3) - leewritesstuff

Summary: Dan and Phil’s love and connection was so strong it transcended universes and lifetimes, every iteration of the two finding each other in every lifetime, even if it would have been better for the both of them if they never crossed paths.

Conversations With The Younger Self (ao3) - danrifics

Summary: Dan Howell (33) has a conversation with Dan Howell (21) about the future.

cornetto and a hot chocolate (ao3) - blossomsphan

Summary: a cute little stolen moment shared on a tour break 💙

Dan & Phil 2024 (ao3) - VPofPanic

Summary: This is a ficlet written for the prompt "Dan & Phil 2024" from the Phinktober 2024 challenge.

It covers the first three months of 2024 with a focus on one video/event per month:

1) January: Viewers Pick My Birthday Presents 2024

2) February: Reacting to My TERRIBLE Acting

3) March: Keeping or Yeeting My Entire Closet with Dan!

dear to the heart (ao3) - starryfaced

Summary: Dan and Phil meet each other in real life for the first time, and they end their first day together by watching a movie on Phil's couch. Except Dan gets a bit too comfortable and falls asleep.

Despite everything it's still you (ao3) - Frog910

Summary: Dan's just got home from tour, they've missed each other

dreaming of you (ao3) - blossomsphan

Summary: “and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you” - cigarettes after sex

Fall in love again and again (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: An evening, right before tour. Phil thinks about feeling lucky and different ways to take care of someone.

guess (ao3) - yuioxia

Summary: dan and phil work at the same cinema.

I have to tell you something (ao3) - solarpower21

Summary: Dan confesses he was the one behind the PhilsLion account.

in your jeans, frenzy (ao3) - r1caner

Summary: “What’re you thinking about?” Phil asks.

Dan feels his cheeks go red, hot all the way to his jaw. “Er. Praying,” he says, desperate to avoid telling the truth and telling a lie.

iPads and Tour Bunks (ao3) - dnpangels

Summary: Phil tries to watch Netflix on his huge iPad in his tour bunk, but it falls on his face and causes him pain. Dan is there to make fun of him but also to comfort him.

Basically, it's just pure tour bus fluff.

is it casual now? (ao3) - r3dbull (orphan_account)

Summary: They break up but meet again.

it drives you crazy getting old (ao3) - SylvesterLester

Summary: Or, Phil got hurt. Again.

It's quiet uptown (ao3) - Frog910

Summary: Dan is spending Christmas with the Lester's for the first time and is struggling with internalised homophobia.

Jacket Stolen From Husband (ao3) - danrifics

Summary: Dan wants to marry Phil, Phil wants to marry Dan. They’re both waiting for the other to propose.

Legends of the Light of Heart (ao3) - serendipnpipity

Summary: “For being Your Royal Highness, you know, you’re a bit of a spoon.”

***

Once upon a time, when the land was still ruled by kings and queens, there lived a young prince named Daniel, heir to a dying land...

lexicon of lip and fingertip (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: Phil sinks against Dan.

“Oi, hold your own weight,” Dan teases him. “Tudor princess.”

“And don’t you forget it,” Phil retorts, licking Dan’s neck.

October 19, 1209 (ao3) - yikesola

Summary: Phil had almost made it into town and was starting to feel relief. He had met no trouble, no roving bands, nothing to pull him from his way, for the nearly 20 mile journey from his parent’s village to Manchester.

A fic about bravery and wants.

Precious baby angel (ao3) - blossomsphan

Summary: Dan and Phil buy matching precious baby angel shirts because they’re gay and in love. Dan shows Phil how much he likes the shirt on his angel 💖

silent and sure, keeping watch in the night (ao3) - gaydreaming

Summary: Phil has always loved being on tour. The adventure, the sounds of the tour bus, the way his quality time with Dan takes on a different shape. On the road between Oslo and Helsinki, he sees some beautiful stars through the bus window and wakes Dan up in the middle of the night to enjoy them with him.

sleep (ao3) - loveforlester

Summary: different times dan and phil have been asleep

somebody said you’re an owl (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: Phil hears an owl outside the house. (Or does he?)

A fic about relaxing summer nights and birdwatching with the person you love.

Sweet Haribo (ao3) - dprkives

Summary: Phil says corny shit to Dan while he’s high on fentanyl at the hospital

sweetness (ao3) - SylvesterLester

Summary: Sure, Phil wouldn't always get social interactions quite right. He'd say a weird thing or miss the tone or dip out of conversations too early or hang on too long. But one of the things that Dan's learned over the years is that Phil can get himself into awkward situations, he's pretty good at getting himself out of them, too, usually with that patented AmazingPhil™ charm.

Today, though, Dan wasn't so sure.

terrible headache: the tour (ao3) - antiadvil

Summary: Trying to get rid of a migraine isn't the easiest task, especially not when you're in a dressing room and people are expecting you onstage.

the cat distribution system (ao3) - pasteldanhowells

Summary: The cat distribution system finally choses Phil, he also meets one of his neighbors in the process.

the dominoes cascaded in a line (ao3) - danandphilbeats

Summary: dan accidentally goes to a taylor swift themed cycling class, and hears a song that makes him think.

the proposal (ao3) - jailedmoonshine

Summary: Dan and Phil need a break from moving stress and house troubles, so they decide to take a drive for some coffee. Unbeknownst to Dan, Phil has some plans for this coffee trip.

tired showers and comfy sheets (ao3) - majestichowell

Summary: dan and phil are back at the hotel after their show, they can’t wait to go to sleep.

tweet and retweet (ao3) - gesticulationbubble

Summary: Dan wakes up to a 'surprise on twitter' discovered by Phil. Knowing the Phandom, he guesses he's in for a treat.

Or the August 1st/2nd 2024 Incident, retold.

When you're in the mirror, you're just looking at me (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: A morning, in a hotel during the tour. Dan thinks about tours past and present.

you can drive me down to florida and fuck me for days (ao3) - cutekai

Summary: codependency unlike no other

you can moan into my shoulder (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: Phil has won the battle (rock paper scissors for the tour bus bedroom), but lost the war (can't sleep). Maybe Dan can help?

you're never gonna get by on three hours sleep a night (unless you absolutely have to) (ao3) - Mildredo

Summary: phil has a migraine on tour.

You've Got The Recipe (ao3) - dnpangels

Summary: troyesivan: hey dan! i know this message is entirely out of nowhere, but i’m filming a music video for a song on something to give to each other and i would love for you and phil to be involved. i’m trying to gather a few gay influences that i love from across the internet to star in the video and i feel like you both would be perfect. let me know if you’re interested

danielhowell: sign us up

In which, Troye Sivan invites Dan and Phil to be a part of one of his music videos as a couple in love.

[pregnant-piggy]

February

The Artist’s Muse series

Remus Lupin x reader

word count: 2.8k

summary: Remus hates valentine’s day and just when he thinks it cannot get any worse, someone asks you out, and you accept. Remus tries to get over his unanswered feelings, but that’s not so easy with late-night phone calls from you

February truly was the saddest month of the year, with all of the cold and greyness of January but none of the motivation anymore. It was boring and dark, too late for winter to be fun, but still too early for spring to come around. It was suffering through the short days, looking outside with longing each time the sun broke through the pale clouds.

But if there was one thing worse than February it was a particular day in February. Valentine’s Day.

Remus hated Valentine’s Day with a fervour that always surprised himself. But as the time slipped by and it got closer to the cursed day, he found himself getting more and more annoyed by the ads and commercials, and personally attacked by all the signs of romance around.

He hated it. But never before had he hated it as much as he did today.

“So, I know this is a bold question but I couldn’t leave this place without asking. Do you have any plans for tonight? It is Valentine’s after all.”

Your eyes flickered to Remus before settling back on the guy in front of you that had just asked you out. The guy that had just done the thing Remus had been trying—and failing—to do for months.

Remus had never seen the man before, didn’t even know his name, but a jealous disgust framed his vision when he looked at him. He was tall, brown skin and short, black curls. He was—Remus had to admit—handsome. More handsome that he’d ever be. Perfect smile. Quick jokes. Good at flirting. There was no reason for you to decline the man’s offer.

Yet you stuttered.

“I—oh, wow, uhm… I don’t know if—I mean it’s not that I don’t…”

Perfect Smile chuckled. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

“No! No, it’s not that! It’s just…”

“Is there someone else?”

Again, your eyes flickered to Remus, who quickly hid behind the bookcase. He didn’t particularly want to see you accept the offer. Nor did he want to hear it, but unfortunately there was nowhere else to go.

He heard you sigh. “No, there is not.”

“So, can I take you out tonight?”

There was a split second of hesitance, but then you said, “Yes. You can.”

The rest of the conversation was lost on Remus as he sunk to the floor with his back against the bookcase. He buried his face in his hands, let out a quivering breath. Tears burned behind his eyes but he couldn’t let them fall. Not now.

He knew this was bound to happen. It wasn’t as if you had any reason not to date. You had said it yourself; there was no one else. And someone as beautiful and kind and perfect as you had tons of people who’d throw themselves at your feet. Remus hated that he was one of them.

The bell above the door of Muses chimed and Remus looked up in time to see Perfect Smile walk out. Silently, he cursed himself for not having the courage to ask you one simple question. It should have been him standing there in front of you, watching a smile spread on your face when he asked. It should have been him holding your hand as you walked to your favourite restaurant tonight. Him asking you if it was alright to kiss you under the streetlights in the February chill. He should have been the one who brought you home and didn’t turn around until you had closed the front door.

It should have been him. But it wasn’t, because as much as he wanted it, he knew you didn’t.

“Rem?”

He quickly got up and turned around. You were standing in front of the check-out counter, hands clasped together, biting your lip.

“Yes?”

You opened your mouth to say something, but seemed at loss for words. You just shook your head in disbelief, over and over again, until a smile found its way to your face.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” you said with a laugh.

Remus swallowed. “Yeah. Incredible.”

You bit your lip again and Remus wanted to scream. A flash of worry crossed your face when you asked, “Do you think he actually likes me? Or just wants a date for Valentine’s?”

“Why wouldn’t he like you?” Remus dared to take a few steps closer. “What’s not to like?”

“Don’t say that, Rem. There’s plenty of me people don’t like.”

Another step. And another and another. He was standing so close. “That’s a lie.” Another step. He could take you in his arms. “You’re smart and funny and sweet. Strong. Beautiful. Easy to fluster,” he added when you looked away with an embarrassed smile. “You’re comfortable to be around because you have this warmth that envelops everyone close to you. You see beauty in things others don’t. You always have a smile on your face for others, even on days I know you’d rather turn away and cry. And when I told you about this crazy idea of opening a bookstore, you didn’t laugh at me. You went along.”

You were staring at Remus with a strange expression, but he couldn’t stop. He needed you to know this, to realise this. “There is not a single thing about you that I don’t like. So don’t say that about yourself, love. Please don’t.”

Your teeth sunk into bottom lip and Remus was so close he could easily lean down and kiss you. And he wanted to. So so bad. He wanted to relive that feeling he’d had on New Year’s Eve. He wanted to kiss you, hold you, taste you again. To know that it wasn’t all in his head.

But he hadn’t forgotten the pain he’d been in just minutes ago. No matter how easy it was to forget when he was so close to you.

So he leaned back instead. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

“You really think so?” you asked.

“I know so.”

You looked up at Remus. Eyes so big, so gorgeous. He wanted to get lost in the constellations in them but he couldn’t forget the situation he was in. Reminding himself was like pricking a needle right into his heart and it hurt but he had to. Because being in pain was always better than hurting you.

- -- - -- -

“So you haven’t asked y/n out?”

“No. I told you. Perfect Smile did.”

Remus frowned at James, who frowned back in turn.

“And you didn’t confess?”

“Confess what?”

James laughed heartily, shaking his head. Another person in the coffee shop looked up at the loud sound and stared at them for a moment. Remus started blushing, but James ignored the costumer.

“Confess your undying love and eternal devotion.”

“My what?”

A fire burned in Remus’s cheeks but he wouldn’t tell James. Couldn’t. Because that would make such a big thing out of the already shitty situation. Involving James was not an option.

James, however, didn’t see it that way.

“It’s quite obvious, you know? The way you stare and blush and stammer and stare and laugh and did I mention stare?” James shook his head. “You’ve gotta do something about that staring, mate.”

“I don’t… That’s not—I don’t stare!”

“You do. Not in a creepy way, don’t worry, but yeah… you do.”

Remus crossed his arms over his chest. He was quite sure his entire face was as red as a tomato. He shifted awkwardly on his feet. If James had noticed, had you too? Was that why you agreed to go on that date in front of Remus? To let him know that you weren’t interested without blowing him off in his face?

With panicked eyes, he turned to James, who quickly realised what was happening.

“Okay, calm down. I was just joking. It’s not that bad.”

“Not that bad?” Remus shook his head, but he wasn’t sure why. “Is it that obvious?”

“To us, yes.”

When Remus’s eyes grew even bigger at the ‘us’ and James quickly added, “Me and Sirius.” He pursed his lips. “I don’t think y/n knows, being too busy staring at you the entire time.”

But Remus was shaking his head again, drowning in his thoughts. If it was that obvious… He couldn’t have you realising his feelings for you. It would be too dangerous. You’d have to turn him down and it would be so awkward, too awkward to stay friends, and you’d stop working at Muses and Remus would lose his best friend, the most important thing in his life.

“Remus.”

James’s voice pulled Remus out of his wrecking thoughts. He looked up.

“y/n doesn’t know.” James grimaced as if the thought displeased him. “I’m sure of that.”

Slowly, Remus let the words sink in. You didn’t know. You didn’t know. That was good. Now he just had to make sure it stayed that way. The feelings would go away, you could not.

“How long have you known?” Remus asked James.

James shrugged. “I mean it was pretty obvious before that you had a crush but after things… escalated on New Year’s Eve…” He gave a wry smile. “Mate, you’re in love. That’s not nothing.”

Remus looked away, embarrassed, staring at the display of blue berry muffins. “I’m not in love,” he said. “That’s not… I mean, there are feelings, sure, but I’m not in love.” He turned back to find James looking at him with a faint smile.

“Alright, if you say so.” James turned around, wiping his hands on his apron before taking two paper cups of the top shelf. “Two cappuccinos, I assume?”

“Right.” While James got started, Remus put his hands in his back pockets, rocking back and forth on his feet. “Do you know all our orders by heart?”

James laughed. “Of course. It’s four in the afternoon, so that means cappuccino. We know you better than you think, you know?”

A dry laugh fell from Remus’s lips. “Can’t deny that.”

- -- - -- -

That night, Remus was slumped on his couch, having sunken into a sulk since the moment he’d left Muses at the end of the day and waved you off to your date with the Perfect Smile Guy. There was a stupid romcom playing on the TV, one that he would’ve liked to watch with you, but instead he wasn’t paying any attention and he was too lazy to change the channel. An opened book lay next to him, waiting to be picked up from where he had thrown it aside because the main character had reminded him of you. Which was stupid, he knew, because there was no resemblance between you and the character whatsoever but he just could not stop thinking of you.

You were probably on your date now, laughing at a joke Perfect Smile told, reaching out to grab your drink and accidentally brushing your fingers over his hand, tilting your head to the side as you smiled appreciatively like you did whenever Remus was ranting to you. He hated that you’d give that smile to anyone else, that it wasn’t meant just for him.

Remus wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting on his sofa. He had gone home, eaten dinner, but from there everything blurred together. It could have been an hour or maybe three. Maybe it was midnight already or maybe he’d been sitting for ten minutes but it felt like an eternity.

He felt miserable. Partly because you were on a date with someone that wasn’t him, yes, but mostly because he was being such a shitty friend. As your best friend he should be happy for you, should encourage you to have fun on your date and see if there is a future there. He should have been sitting on his couch stoked that you were out, waiting for a text from you to say you were home safe, scheduling a coffee break so he could hear all about the date.

Instead he felt sick. If he’d had the courage he would have gone to the restaurant you were at and declared his feelings for you right there, right then. He would have told you all the things that he was thinking and feeling; how you occupied his every thought, how every morning he woke up feeling empty because you weren’t next to him, how he felt he could take on the world when you smiled at him, how he couldn’t think anymore when you were close, how he dreamed about you at night and woke up embarrassed, how you meant everything to him and he would do anything for you. He wished there was a way for him to tell you all of that and everything else without ruining the best thing in his life.

But there wasn’t. Because you were his best friend and above all else he could not lose you. Feelings came and went, emotions passed, people jumped in and out of his life, but his friendship with you had always been there, a stable rock in the midst of an unruly ocean. You were his lifeline, the thing that kept him going when the world crumbled to bits around him. He couldn’t lose that. Couldn’t lose you.

And here he was, sulking and moping, because of what? You were having fun? You were out? He was a terrible friend and that realisation was enough to rouse Remus. He turned off the TV, shut the book, rubbed a hand over his face, and got up.

Your happiness was what mattered most. And if you were happy dating Perfect Smile, then Remus would take that with a smile and a laugh and be there for you. He would hide away the tears, swallow his hurt, and support you. Considering everything that you had done for him, it was the least he could do.

He got ready for bed, was halfway through pulling his jumper over his head, when his phone rang. He cursed softly as he got stuck in his jumper and eventually just let it hang around his neck, his bare arms exposed to the cold air in his house.

Your name was on his screen.

It was just after ten. He hadn’t expected you to call, thinking you’d still been on your date, and he was immediately filled with worry.

“y/n? Is something wrong, love?”

“Rem? Oh, I’m glad you picked up. I thought maybe you’d gone full grandpa and be in bed by now.”

He was too worried to take notice of your joke. There was a lightness to your voice that was too breezy. Too cheery.

“Is everything alright?”

“Hm? Yeah, it’s fine. I just needed to hear your voice.”

You didn’t say anything else and Remus wasn’t reassured yet. “You’re scaring me, y/n. Are you alright?”

You sighed and Remus was pulling his jumper back on, searching for his shoes.

“I’m fine, really, Rem. I just…” You sighed again and Remus nearly fell over trying to put on his shoes while grabbing his jacket and keeping the phone to his ear. “Oh, it was terrible, Rem!”

“What was?”

“The date!”

“Oh.” He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Relieved? Disappointed? “I’m sorry, love.”

“He was awful and I couldn’t get rid of him! He insisted on walking me home but I didn’t want him to know where I live and I was afraid maybe he’d follow me.”

Remus froze. “Where are you now?”

“I just got home.” You let out an embarrassed chuckle. “I haven’t even taken off my coat yet. I just… needed to call you first.”

Remus stood at the front door, twirling his keys around his finger. He didn’t want to address the feeling in his chest at your words. Instead he said, “I’ll be there in ten.”

“What?” You said nothing but Remus could envision you shaking your head. “Rem, you don’t have to come over! I’m fine, really!”

You weren’t, but Remus wouldn’t say he knew that. He took a different approach. “Who said I’m coming to comfort you? I need to hear the whole story, there’s no way you’re keeping this from me.”

“Ugh, fine,” you said but he could hear the laugh in your voice. “But there’ll be no hunting him down. Okay, Rem? He might be a dick, but he won’t be the reason you’re going to jail.” You hesitated for a moment and then added, soberly, “Thank you.”

It would be safer to stay home and listen to you rant over the phone. Safer to keep his distance from you, to not risk his secrets from spilling out. But when it came to you, Remus just couldn’t stay away. And maybe that was being a shitty friend, but wasn’t it so nice to be selfish once in a while?

So Remus zipped up his jacket, locked the door behind him, ignored the thumping of his heart as he started walking. He grinned into the phone, an idiot with idiotic feelings.

“Anytime, love.”

- - - - - - - - - - 

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[aanoia]

can I request a Remus Lupin imagine to Lover by Taylor Swift

happy to oblige, hope you love it!

Lover

Remus Lupin x reader words; 1,428 song; Lover by T Swizzle warnings; none i dont think my masterlist hehehe he's so cute i'm gonna be so fr with y'all, writing is the only thing keeping me from having a big mental breakdown so smiles :) if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. ENJOYYY

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January

And this is our place, we make the rules

“It’s closer to Easter than it is Christmas, why is your tree still up?” Lily asked, eyeing our cat who was playing with the bells hanging on the lower branches of the Christmas tree.

“Because Christmas is superior and deserves recognition all year.” I explained, glancing at my boyfriend who laughed with his friends. “And it makes Remus happy.”

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

“Oh, and I got you multiple candles because I know how much anxiety you get burning candles because you don’t wanna “waste” them, so I bought like, five so you didn't have to worry about that.” Remus said as he unpacked the grocery sack, pulling out the assortment of candles he bought.

I looked at Remus with a lovesick smile, “I’ve never told you about that.” I said quietly and he paused to look me in the eye.

“You didn’t have to. I know you.”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“Okay, Moony, are you ready to g- what the fuck?” James said as he walked through our apartment door, Sirius and Peter trailing behind him.

“Oh, wow, Moons, looks like you got a leech.” Sirius commented, walking into the kitchen and raiding our cupboards.

“I was ready, but then she attached herself to me and she won’t let go.” Remus explained, rubbing my back softly as I clung onto him.

“You can’t take him.” I mumbled, my voice being muffled by his shirt and James laughed. “I’m serious, I need him.”

“Actually, I’m Sirius.” Sirius said, walking out of the kitchen with a spoon and a jar of peanut butter.

“Fuck you.” 

Sirius scoffed, “Rude.”

“C’mon, love, it’s only for a weekend.” Remus said and I just held on tighter.

“Nope. I’m a crazy obsessive bitch and you can’t go.”

“At least she’s self aware.” Sirius said as he left the house, stealing our peanut butter.

And ah, take me out, and take me home

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Sh, you’re okay now.” I soothed gently as Remus panted, the cuts across his body red and angry. I carefully wiped away dirt and blood and bandaged up his words, all the while talking quietly to him to calm his mind. “It’s all done, Rem, you’re okay.” I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, he closed his eyes and almost instantly let sleep take over. I sighed and walked into the living room. “Rough night?” I asked the three boys and they nodded.

“It’s been getting worse lately.” James said, revealing the large cut on his upper arm.

“Well, everything will be alright. Let’s not worry him.”

We could let our friends crash in the living room

This is our place, we make the call

“Take your shoes off on my damn couch, Sirius Black.” I scolded as I walked out of the kitchen, a bowl of popcorn in my hand.

“My bad, your majesty.” he said and took his shoes off, throwing them at my legs.

“I don’t like you.”

“You love me.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Hello, love.” Remus interrupted, grabbing the popcorn from me and placing a kiss on my cheek.

“Hello, Rem.”

“What are we gonna watch?” Peter asked from his fort on the floor and James stuck his head out of it, opening his mouth and signaling Sirius to throw him a piece.

“Ooo!” I said excitedly, turning to Remus who already knew what I was going to suggest. “Can we watch-”

“Love and Pain and the Whole Damn Thing?” We said in sync and I laughed with a nod.

“We’ve watched literally every time we’ve had a slumber party.” James said with a frown and his wife threw a pillow at him.

“It’s a great movie, James.” Lily scolded.

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

“Six, oo, seven.” I counted quietly and Remus snorted.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Counting, duh.”

“Well, yes, but what are you counting?”

I glanced at Remus, “The amount of people who look at you and do a double take, which obviously means they think you’re cute, which I wouldn’t blame them to be honest.”

“That’s cool. Sucks for them though, yeah?”

“Why?”

Remus paused and grabbed my arm, making me come to a halt. He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Because I’m all yours.”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“Y/n, you are the love that came without warning; you had my heart before I could say no.” Remus recited to his friends.

“That is the cheesiest thing on Earth.” Sirius commented but James hit his arm.

“I think she’ll love it, and that makes it even cheesier.” He said with a nod and Remus smiled gently.

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Will you marry me?” Remus asked, finishing his speech that brought wet tears to my eyes.

“Yes, Rem, yes I will. Of course I will.” I whispered and he put the ring on my finger before standing up and throwing his arms around me. He spun me around in the air and set me down to plant a fat kiss on my lips, joy radiating off him.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

“Do you, Y/n, take this man, Remus, to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asked and I smiled at Remus, wiping a stray tear off his cheek.

“I do.”

“And do you, Remus, take this woman, Y/n, to be your lawfully wedded wife?” 

Remus nodded, “I do.”

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

The priest nodded with a smile, “You may kiss the bride.” Whoops and hollers filled the air as our lips met, the loudest coming from Sirius, James, and Peter who were off to the side. I smiled into the kiss, happy to finally be tied to Remus - which also means his best friends - for the rest of our lives.

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

“Y/n/n-” A small voice said and I looked down to see a five year old Harry pulling gently on my dress.

“Ah, my favorite boy.” I said and bent down to pick him up. “How are you, little man?” 

“I good.” He smiled wide, placing a wet kiss on my cheek and I laughed. “Uncle Remmy said to give you a kiss.”

I looked up at my husband who winked at me with a smile, “How kind of him. Can you go tell him it’s almost time for cake?” I said and Harry nodded as I set him down. He immediately began running to Remus as fast as his little legs would let him, an angry expression on his face with his teeth bared and little growls coming from his throat. 

Remus laughed as Harry whispered in his ear. He stood up and immediately made his way over.

“I assume you did not tell Harry that you wanted to meet me in the bedroom?” He said with a smirk and my eyes widened.

“What?!”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

“Ah, Paris, the city of love.” I sighed dreamily and Remus laughed.

“You are my city of love.” He said and I furrowed my brows.

“That makes zero sense.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“It makes sense to me.”

“You’re weird.”

“Are you sure?”

“Extra positive.”

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling, you're my, my, my, my

I smiled at Remus and looked in his eyes as we laid together on the bed.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered and my smile grew.

“You’re beautifuller.”

“You’re beautifulest.”

“You’re beautifullerest.”

Remus snorted, “That’s definitely not a word.”

I winked, “I’d beg to differ, Mr. Beautifullerest.”

Lover

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[suenitos]

wait im lost (left the fandom for a bit) whats is kissgate and what is bedgate?? surely kissgate is not the knf kiss?

OH WOW. okay so in late january last year dream team went to LA, dream for music reasons and i think in general just to hang out with friends? anyway for extra context dnf had been going crazy from dream straight up saying he has a boyfriend in a reply to austin show, george streaming two times within days (playing hypixel with dream for a bit in one and doing a whole stream playing it takes two with him the whole time). late into the night on january 20th the fire nation attacked. dream posted a selfie of him and george kissing, hence kissgate.

people understandably went crazy over this but whats also funny now looking back is how intent people were on proving or memeing that it wasnt george he was kissing or some other explanation that isnt dnf. theories include sapnap holding the camera, that it was sapnap he was kissing (in a wig), that it was foolish gamers, and that he was kissing george but it's the back of his head (?). my personal favorite is it's patches in a wig for some reason. anyway two days pass by and we get hit by "cute date" part one where they're eating outside and george posting a really cute video of dream. some snaps with sapnap and a dteam picture really adorable vibes overall yay theyre having fun in la. january 25th another snapchat from dream and its this. bedgate

which looks really inconspicuous on the surface and waow dream looks really good here but people starting looking at the bed and the clothes on the floor and theorizing that george was curled up in the blankets due to the shape. i think this was more of a tumblr thing? but i mean i believe it. i think it makes sense. and then we got cute date part two and they never acknowledged kiss or bedgate ever again . on purpose, like. people were spamming chat with this but genuinely no acknowledgement whatsoever. theres also other parts to this LA saga such as the fact that dream was making an ep with love songs (that well. you can guess at least one of them was george coded) included and im pretty sure this was the first appearance of the chain george wears all the time, which has been found to have been dream's that he wore on face reveal day so. that was really awesome

[comfortlesshurt]

October 2024 Plans!

Now feels like a great time to say wow, I really didn't plan for this burst of inspiration from back in... June? to go on this long. Anyway, I'm here to say it is still here. Still Voltron, still primarily Keith. Still really stuck on that series idea.

I thought editing was going to go well last month, but I got started and was not feeling it. So now it's more of a "when it gets done" goal. To hold myself accountable, I'm still gonna include the remaining list of fics to be edited on these monthly goal posts. At least I'll have to look the work I'm avoiding directly in the eye on a regular basis as I procrastinate by writing.

General goals:

Newly published WC: 11,928/3,000

Have VLD WC surpass Spider-Man: 63,314/100,258

2024 total published WC: 54,677/50,000

LTS(LTFH):

If you didn't see my quick lil post about it, I'm getting burned out on this! So I'm giving myself a month off. I'm allowed to add to these fics if I feel like it, but there is no daily or monthly word count goal for October.

Fic 4: work on figuring out the timeline

All fics: use the downtime this month to work on chapter titles & flesh out outlines

Change the whole damn series name this late into drafting

Oneshots:

Bingo fic (I promised this AGES AGO, so this has GOT to be the month I finally deliver istg)

Oneshots or ficlets, whatever this month's inspiration tells me to do

Editing:

Flu: title change, style update

on the run: deadass don't remember this one, so we'll see

5 Times Lance Doesn't Matter +1 Time He Finally Does

Smiling 'cause you're used to it (a house that's always haunted)

Chemicals, chemicals in my brain (where'd you go, where'd you go anyway?)

Nowhere to call home (so I'll pack and run away)

5 Times Peter Struggled with Spider Metabolism, +1 Time Tony Helped: possible style update

Whump Bingo: major edit--these were barely edited in the first place, oops

Anywhere but Here: style update

Sick Days

Take the worst situation (make a worse situation)

We are the reckless (we are the wild youth)

Cocktails and Consequences: content edit since I barely drank before I wrote this and didn't research alcohol at all

Sickdays 5.0 Day 7: Temperature: title

See me here (meet me here)

And it hits between the eyes on this side

Sickdays 2.0 Day 2 & 5: Sick at a Party & Gently Tinged with Red: title, brainstorm for a closing chapter

Sickdays Day 5: Rapid Onset: title

Impressions

Sickdays 4.0 Day 1: The Oblivious Partner: title

Sickdays 4.0 Day 7: Chain Reaction: title

Sickdays 5.0 Day 6: Public Illness: title

I've got you stuck on my mind (and it's driving me crazy)

Days locked in a haze (trying to forget you)

Sickdays Day 6: Public Illness: title

I want to know who you are (I want to know who you were)

Will you stay with me for another day? (I don't want to be alone in this state)

I'm keeping you at bay (and I'm lonely)

Sickdays 5.0 Day 3: Caretaking Focus: title

Weightless (only wait for a fall)

Hiding It

I feel strange

Bullies and Bailing: possible content edit because I just don't like this one at all

Made a Mess

Season Three

Oh god

I'm not saying I told you so...

Sickdays 5.0 Day 4: Not the Norm: title and possible content edit because I HATE this fic with a burning passion

Accident

Don't ruin this

Rapid Onset

No Right Side: content edit because I don't like how this came out

Frostbite

Happily Ever After

Wes

Touch of the skin brings trembles and shivers

Favorite Outfit

Sleepless folks watching light grow (through their early morning windows)

Origins

Ember

Peace

Road Trip

+2 anon works

Longer term:

October 2024 - light month! doing whatever I feel like, but probably some oneshots or ficlets.

November 2024 - unofficial NaNoWriMo (fuck AI).

December 2024 - finish rough draft for LTS(LTFH) fics 1 & 2.

January 2025 - LTS(LTFH) fic 1 & 2 major content/continuity edit. Technical edit for fic 1 & begin posting depending on how long edits take.

February 2025 - LTS(LTFH) fic 3 (drafting) & 4 (outline and early drafting).

March 2025 - LTS(LTFH) fic 3 & 4 drafting.

[mybelde]

10: downpour ♤

17 January, Monday 4.25pm

Location: Teyvat University's Foyer

Nothing ever goes as planned. Therefore people tell you to expect the unexpected. But how were you supposed to know that day it was going to rain? Even the weather forecast didn't expect it. What made things worst was that you forgot your dorm key and now you couldn't even go back to your dorm if you wanted to. You therefore resorted to texting in your gc for help

17 January, Monday, 4.47pm

You sat at your campus' foyer as you waited for Aether to arrive. You watched the rain pouring down everywhere. To see the water droplets crash down everywhere seemed so fascinating to you. Even though it was late afternoon, the sky was so gloomy. It almost seemed like it was in sad mood. The opposite to what you were feeling currently.

Your heart was racing and you waited for Aether with anticipation.

You didn't know why you were so worked up. Was it because it was your first time seeing Aether after two weeks? Probably.

You genuinely enjoyed his company that day and you wanted to hangout with him more. But you didn't know what was stopping you from asking him again. Did you feel shy with him? Did he enjoy your company? You hoped he did. Otherwise your goal to be friends with him was going to be impossible to achieve.

You soon heard the sound of someone running towards you. You turned around and spotted a familiar blond holding a large umbrella.

"Sorry if you had to wait a long time for me to arrive yn, I came as quick as I could."

You glanced over his features, he looked like he was out of breath and was gasping for air.

"It's alright Aether, I didn't wait for long. And you shouldn't have ran all the way here when it's raining, what if you slipped and got hurt??? Your sister would probably be worried sick!!"

You heard him give a small chuckle as a response and you sighed.

"Let's just wait here for a while until you catch your breath. After all, you only came here just because Lumine told you and I feel bad."

"I came here because it was you yn."

You felt your breath hitch and you looked at him in confusion.

"W-well i heard from lumine that no one was able to pick you up... and i thought you wouldn't have liked to stay here and wait until 6 for my sister or Hu Tao to arrive when you could be doing other things. I mean I wouldn't want to be stuck in this downpour alone as well, hahah.."

Wow, he was so thoughtful.

You gave him a small smile and replied, "Thanks Aether, I really appreciate you coming here to pick me up."

"Don't mention it! So..." He held his hand out towards you.

"Shall we get going?"

"We shall."

.

.

The walk in the rain was a quiet one, despite the rain crashing down everywhere. Both you and Aether were walking to his and Lumine's house in silence. The siblings opted to live in their own house instead of the campus dorms since their house was quite near to the college.

The both of you were sharing an umbrella together and were heading towards your destination. Though the umbrella was big enough to fit you both, you can't help but fluster over the fact that you were standing so close to him. Sure, you were literally on him when he saved you from the cyclist that day but that was different! It was in the heat of the moment. This time you were actually walking next to him and trying to not get wet in the rain.

"So... how was your day?" He asked. Probably trying to break the silence between you guys.

"Hmm... I guess it was alright. But Professor Varka was definitely picking on me today. He kept on asking me questions during lecture today and I couldn't even get out of it. And I think Ms Lisa is starting to get annoyed of me and Scara's antics lol, plus..."

While you were going on and on about your day, you didn't notice how big Aether's smile was getting as he stared at you.

"Oh shit, my bad. I didn't mean to talk so much haha.."

"No its fine, your voice is so soothing to hear if I'm being honest with you."

Oh?

Your heart started beating faster and you quickly became flustered.

Damn, I didn't know he was such a smooth talker.

"O-oh thanks... I didn't think my voice was actually that soothing to hear.. well what about you? How did your day go??"

Nice recovery yn.

"Me? It was pretty alright as well. I just finished my first journal entry today about Fontaine's latest invention."

"Ooo can I read it? I wanna know how you write your journal entries. I'm used to reading Lumine's entries, but I'm sure you have a different writing style than hers."

"Yeah sure! I can let you read some of my journals, oh and it looks like we finally arrived."

You looked up to see the familiar house you've been to many times. You used to visit Lumine at her house a lot since highschool, but whenever you were around, Aether seemed to be nowhere in sight. But now, it was just the two of you, in the house, alone.

And before you could do anything else, you had to get something off your chest first.

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Hurry down the chimney tonight

peterpparkrr’s 12 days of holiday drabbles

6. Christmas party + Roy Kent

Summary: You’re the 2 sober people at the work Christmas party.

“You’re not drinking,” You comment as you wander over to where Roy Kent is leaning against the bar, his standard beer bottle noticeably absent from his hand, instead replaced by a water.

He grunts in response.

“Don’t tell me you’re pregnant,” You tease.

“You’re not drinking either,” Roy comments as he gestures down at the Ginger Ale in your own hand. “Something you want to tell me?”

You shrug as you smirk back at him.

“My niece tricked me into doing a dry December,” He tells you with a sigh.

“Isn’t it supposed to be dry January?” You ask as your brow furrows.

“Ask Pheobe,” Roy grumbles.

“I’ll have to.”

“You’re not actually pregnant are you?” Roy suddenly asks. 

“No,” You reply with a giggle. “I’m babysitting Keely and Rebecca. They just enable each other when they drink together so I'm trying to rein them in.”

“The owner and social media manager of the club being flight risks does not fill me with confidence about the organization,” Roy comment as he sees Rebecca and Keely shouting the words to “Santa Baby” at each other while laughing uncontrollably.

“But a coach who’s in the palm of his eight-year-old niece is normal?” You tease as you raise an eyebrow at him. While he just glares back at you you shake your head. “I’m kidding, I happen to think it’s adorable.”

“Team solicitor’s gotta watch out for liability,” You add. “And if I’m going to get messy I’ll do it when I’m not on the clock.”

“Good to know,” Roy replies.

“You know what?” You say. “I think Ted’s more than capable of making sure Rebecca and Keely get home safe, what do you say we go get a drink not in the same room as our bosses? I’ll even order you a Shirley Temple and pretend it’s for me.”

Roy glances at you but nods. “Sure.” 

“Can you get our coats? I’ll say our goodbyes and meet you at the door in 10,” You tell him as you glance around. “Ehh, fifteen since Ted’s had a few.”

Roy nodded again as you set off to say goodnight to your coworkers.

“Finally asked out the lovely lawyer did ya?” An unmistakable southern twang asks as Roy turns around to see Ted grinning at him.

“Ted,” Roy greets him.

“Beard’s gonna owe me five pounds, he didn’t think you’d do it before the holidays. Oh boy! I feel like the cat that’s caught the canary!” Ted hoots. 

“You bet a fiver on me asking her out?” Roy asks in disbelief.

“Hey! Don’t bite my head off. We’ve gotta do something to keep up staff morale,” Ted replies. “Will actually bet that she’d be the one to ask you out, feminism and all that,” He adds.

“She was the one who asked me,” Roy replies.

“Oh, rats!” 

“I don’t know that it’s a date, we’re just…”

“Two people, who are mutually attracted to each other, going to get a late night drink at a second, more private and romantic location even though neither of them are drinking tonight, right, right,” Ted rambles off.

“Ted,” Roy sighs.

“A lady asking you to get a drink is an invitation on a date,” Ted reiterates.

“Ted! Roy and I are about to head out, can you make sure Rebecca and Keely get home alright?”

“Of course! You two lovebirds have fun!” Ted replies before shooting off to find Coach Beard, leaving you and Roy standing there.

“Wow,” You mutter.

“Ted doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Roy grounds out as he turns to look at you.

“He doesn’t?” You ask in surprise. “Are we not… Isn’t getting a drink…?”

“Is it a date?” Roy asks.

“I was hoping it could be,” You admit with a half shrug of your shoulder. “Unless you’re not interested, then it can just be two friends. Or colleagues-”

“It’s a date,” Roy states as he places a hand on your back to lead you toward the door. “It’s definitely a date.”