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jakesguitarstring · 3 years

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where this all leads || dr. j.m.k

{part two}

summary: working for dr. j.m.k and having a crush on him has never been easy, but it gets even harder on a trip to a conference.

words: 4.7k (this one got away from me a little bit lmao)

warnings: pure smut (18+ minors dni!), masturbation, unprotected sex (always wear a condom folks!)

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“Thank you for calling the office of Dr. J.M.K. How may I direct your call?” You answered the phone with a practiced calming tone. It was second nature by now, having worked for the good doctor for several years. Almost four years ago, you'd answered a newspaper ad for a receptionist position for a therapist. You could remember the day like it was yesterday, walking into a cramped office full of unpacked boxes and yelling if anyone was there. A curly-haired man came stumbling out of a back room, disheveled, and he’d told you that the office wasn’t open yet. You’d told him that you were there for an interview for the receptionist position. He smiled and offered you the job and asked if you could start at that moment. You shrugged your shoulders and set your bag and resume that he never looked at down and got started helping him unpack and decorate the office. The two of you had worked side by side together since that day, as the business grew and he gained traction and numerous clients. Two years ago he had promoted you to his second in command and gave you the title of Deputy Executive Director, you assisted him in picking a new larger office space and designed it. You also helped him expand the business, hiring two other therapists and another part-time receptionist, so you could focus on other duties for part of your workday.

You hung up the phone after helping the potential new client as Dr. J.M.K came out of his office with his final client for the night. He took her hands into his and gave her his classic goodbye. “Thank you so much for your time. May you continue our work together. And I will see you next week.” Once she left and he locked the door, he turned his attention to you.

“Are we all set for the conference?” He asked as he walked over to your desk. He grabbed one of the mints out of the bowl on top of the desk and unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth.

You pulled the bowl off the desk. “Those are for the patients.” You smiled and he returned the smile. “But yes, I’m all set to go. I sent you the itinerary and the car is all packed up. Ready whenever you are.” His smile brightened, highlighting the tiny little gap between his front teeth and causing your heart to flutter. You looked away to ignore the way his smile warmed your entire body.

“Let me go grab my bag. I’ll meet you in the car.”

Two hours later the two of you were halfway to the city where the conference was. The doctor was going to be a keynote speaker, speaking about one of his more controversial ideas on spiritual sexuality. “Are you nervous?” You asked, watching a raindrop make a trail down the windshield. He laughed.

“No. I don’t get nervous.”

“That’s a lie and you know it, Josh.”

“I never lie.” You laughed and threw your head back on the headrest. “I didn’t know I was such a comedian.”

“No, you’re just stupid.” The smile he gave you made you blush and you were grateful that it was dark enough that he couldn’t see your reddening cheeks. He opened his mouth to say something, but a sound coming from the engine stopped him. “What was that?” The sputtering continued and then the car slowly came to a stop as he pulled it off to the side of the road.

“Well, that’s not good.” He muttered.

“Yeah, no shit.” You both climbed out of the car and he popped the hood. It looked completely normal to you, so you turned to him and he shrugged.

“I have absolutely no idea.”

“Oh, that’s great.”

“I saw a motel just down the road. Why don’t we head there to get out of the rain and I’ll call a mechanic or something.” You shrugged. He grabbed his bag and yours. When you reached for yours he shook his head. “I can carry it.”

The clerk at the desk of the motel was scrolling through their phone and didn’t even look up when you entered. Josh cleared his throat and they looked up with an eye roll. “Welcome to The Highway Motel. How can I help you?”

“Hi. Our car broke down just down the road and we need two rooms please.” Josh explained.

“We only have one room left.”

“Alright! I guess we’ll take it!” He exclaimed before you could reply. You pulled on his arm and he looked over at you.

“Josh.” You whispered, anxiety coursing through your body.

“It’s okay.” He gave you a calming smile then stepped up to the counter to finish checking in with the clerk. They handed him the key and he guided you out to the motel room. “The clerk also gave me a number for a mechanic. They don’t open until the morning though. So we’re stuck here until then. I’ll call the conference and tell them what happened. I don’t speak until the evening, so it shouldn’t be a big deal. It’s all good.” He could sense your nervous energy.

“If you say so.” You sighed. He unlocked the door and pushed it open. You walked in. “Oh,” you said.

“What?” Josh asked as he stepped in behind you. “Oh.” He repeated. There was only one bed. “I’ll take the couch.”

“I’m taking a shower.” You felt completely overwhelmed. And just wanted to be alone to calm down. After a long shower, your hair dripped onto your bare shoulder as you threw on a t-shirt and some old sweatpants. You took a deep breath before opening the door into your shared room with your boss. He was reclining on the couch, although calling it a couch was being nice, it was more of a loveseat and, despite his shorter stature, his feet were dangling off the edge. While you were in the shower he had changed into a pair of gray sweatpants but remained in his favorite white long sleeve shirt. He looked up as you stepped out of the bathroom.

“Enjoy your shower?” He gave you a soft closed-lip smile. You nodded and quickly rushed to the bed, feeling somewhat exposed in your pajamas. You pulled the comforter and sheet up and slid into the surprisingly comfortable and soft bed. “I called the organizer of the conference and they’re fine. As long as we’re there by about noon.” You nodded again and bent your legs to bring your knees up and rested your chin on them. He set his book down and sat up to look at you. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I was just stressed out.”

“Did you try those breathing exercises I told you about?” He asked.

“Uhh, I…”

He chuckled and slid his glasses up to rest on top of his curly hair. “Do you believe in my work?” Your jaw dropped, but you were silent, having no idea how to respond to that question. He sighed and ran his hands over his face and to the back of his neck to rub it. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it to be accusatory. Of course, you believe in it. You’ve stuck around this long. It’s just…” he stopped and shook his head.

“You can tell me.” You whispered, not confident that you could speak any louder.

“I just don’t know if I’m doing the right thing anymore. The business is growing exponentially.” He waved his hands to accent his point. “But I feel like I’m missing something. Years ago when I started this, all I wanted was to help people. I want people to feel good about themselves. And to learn to make other people feel good. Now it’s so businessy. Like I go to these conferences or I publish books or articles in academic journals. All this that I’m supposed to do. But it isn’t what I want to do.”

You were quiet as you let his words settle between you. “What do you want?” You finally asked.

He took a deep breath and then let it out. “I don’t want to be this expert in my field or whatever they call it. It’s annoying anyway.” His hands made a motion as if he was physically pushing the moniker away from him. “I just want to connect with people. I want everyone who crosses my path to learn something. I see so many people in my life that I could help, but I don’t even have the time because of all the idiotic parts of owning a business.”

“Who would you help?”

“Is it too much to say everyone in the world?” He grimaced. You laughed.

“Maybe start smaller.” You suggested.

“I could help you.”

“What?”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“I guess.”

He smirked. “When was the last time you connected with your inner feminine divine?”

You coughed, taken aback by the question “I’m sorry. I don’t think I know what you mean.”

“How long have we worked together?”

“About four years.”

“And have you ever used spirituality to improve your sexual experiences?”

You blinked. He watched you. He was being serious. You shook your head. “And yet you said you believed in my work?” He clasped his hands in front of him and set his elbows on his knees and then rested his chin on his clasped fists. He studied you while you tried to come up with an answer. When nothing came to mind, he spoke instead. “Does my work make you uncomfortable?”

“No! No! Of course not!” You yelped. “I suppose, I just don’t really understand it. I worry about the business side of it all. I figure you take care of the spiritual and I’ll make sure the bills are paid. The sex stuff isn’t important to me.” You shrugged.

“Sex isn’t important to you?” He inquired with a lift of his brows as if it was the most ridiculous statement he’d ever heard in his life.

“That’s not what I said, Josh! Your sex stuff isn’t my top priority. I get on just fine on my own, thank you very much.”

“So you’ve found a person who worships you then?”

“What?”

“You need, no deserve, someone who will worship the goddess within you. Someone who’s only desire is to make you feel desired. And to make absolutely certain that you…”

“Cum.”

His chuckle was low and deep and thrummed through your body. “Yes. If you want it bluntly.” He rubbed his chin in thought. "Have you ever experienced a spiritual orgasm?”

You gasped. “Josh!” He could absolutely see the blush rising from your chest. Your cheeks felt as though they were on fire. You knew this was wildly inappropriate and you were slightly embarrassed, but you were also desperate for this conversation to continue. Although you could not put your finger on the reason why you couldn’t help yourself. It wasn’t hard to deny the attraction you had to the doctor, he was enigmatic and well-spoken, anyone would fall head over heels in a matter of moments. But you also knew the other multifaceted sides of him. You knew him beyond just Dr. J.M.K, you knew him as just Josh. You’d seen him when he was stressed and his hair was wildly pointed in different directions from him messing with it while he paced in his office. You knew the sleepy Josh who could barely keep his eyes open, but was still insisting on working and you would have to force to go home. In all honesty, he was one of your closest friends, although you’d never admit it. He was still your boss after all.

“It’s only a question, I don’t mean to offend or make you uncomfortable. That is never my intention.” He held his hands up defensively and you smiled at him.

“No. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced such a thing.”

“Oh, trust me you would remember if you had.” The smirk he gave you went straight to your core and you had to stop yourself from clenching your thighs together.

“You know I’ve had sex before. I’m no shrinking violet.”

“I never said that. I can tell that you’re a sexual being… we all are after all. But you’ve never experienced it as something deeper than just yourself. As something spiritual and sacred. Sex and masturbation are sacred. It’s connecting yourself with the divine entity that exists within you, the creator of the universe around you. It’s two cosmic beings becoming one, connecting on every level possible, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.”

“Only two beings?” You couldn’t help yourself.

His laugh faded into a smile with a warm glint in his eyes. “Let’s start slow.”

“Okay. So what’s it like?”

“What’s what like?”

“This magical experience. Otherworldly sex.” You stretched out your legs and then crossed them so you could lean forward to listen intently.

“It’s indescribable.”

“That’s a cop-out.” You commented with an eye roll.

“But it’s the truth. You have to experience it. You can’t be told about it. You must live it.”

You exhaled and laid back on the bed, stretching your arms above you. “A shame I’ll never experience it then.”

“And who's to say that?”

“I can’t afford your classes, Doctor.” You joked.

“Would you like to learn?” He whispered. “Would you like to learn your body more intimately than you have before? Do you want to know what it’s like to experience the deepest love from within you? Can I teach you? Let me teach you.”

You stared at the ceiling, there was a crack leading from the window and some water damage in the corner. All you could hear in the small room was both of your breathing, in sync and profound. “Teach me.” You eventually answered.

He remained seated and you continued to stare at the ceiling, it felt as though if you looked at him it would all become too real and the implications would overtake your yearning and you would have to stop. You didn’t want to stop, but if you thought too hard, you knew you would have to. So you focused on the water spot in the ceiling and waited with bated breath.

“Tell me how you normally masturbate.” He instructed.

“Josh…” you muttered.

“Would it help if I asked questions instead?” You nodded. “Okay. Do you lie in bed?” You nodded again. “Good. I want you to lie as you normally would. However you feel most comfortable.” You moved and got comfortable. Once you were settled he spoke again. “Take deep breaths with me. I want you to breathe completely in, feel the breath throughout your whole body. Tense your muscles on the inhale and totally relax them on the exhale. Fill up your lungs. Good.” You breathed together for a few moments, you felt any tension in your body dissipate with each breath. “You’re doing so good.” You bit your lip to stop the whimper that threatened to escape.

“If you’re comfortable, could you undress for me? You can stay under the blankets if you’d like.” You pushed the blankets off of your body and lifted your hips to take off your pants. You sat up to pull off your shirt and then laid back down, as gracefully as you could, but you felt like you failed miserably as your breasts jiggled. A flash of embarrassment raced through your body.

“Beautiful.” He muttered to himself. You were sure you weren’t supposed to hear it, but it still calmed any embarrassment immediately. He cleared his throat. “When you are ready I want you to think of an intention for this session. What do you want to gain from this experience? What could you bring into your breadth of understanding that could serve you better? As you think, continue to breathe. In and out. In and out.” You focused on your breathing and thought about the possibilities of your intentions. “Once you’ve found something I want you to concentrate on that intention. No need to tell me your intention, just as long as you are satisfied with it. Keep maintaining your breathing.” You focused on your intention and breathing, feeling as if your body was practically floating above the bed.

“You are doing an exceptional job. I’m so proud of you. Once you have your intention completely set in your mind, I want you to begin to touch yourself. Where do you love to be stroked on your body? What parts of you long to be licked, nipped, or kissed. These places are called your secondary erogenous zones. They are very important to the sexual experience, both alone and…” he coughed, “and with a partner.” You started with your neck and moved down slowly and purposefully to your clavicle, using your hands and fingers to rub and massage with differing pressure, focusing on any spots that felt especially good. You felt your breath change and become faster as small whimpers and moans fell from your lips. “Maintain your breathing, my dear. In and out. In and out.” You concentrated on his voice as you continued to explore your own body. When you finally made it to your breasts you stroked them slowly as you moaned. “Yes, good. Make noise. So perfect. The sounds you make activate your chakras.” You wanted to roll your eyes if you weren’t so focused on your own pleasure because of course, he would bring up chakras while he was guiding you through masturbation. You didn’t know how to activate your chakras or even if you wanted to, but you continued to make noise as it came naturally. Especially when you started to give attention to your nipples. Slowly, you worked your way down your body, you massaged your hips and your thighs and then to your center.

Your back arched as you began to touch yourself. “That’s it. Touch yourself. Take it slow. An orgasm is not your end goal. The goal is the intention you set for yourself. Focus on your intention. Focus on your body and your breathing. Feel every part of your body thrumming with ecstasy. Feel how it starts at your center and moves throughout your whole body. Do you feel it?”

“Yes!” You gasped breathlessly. You tried to focus on your breathing, but it was getting harder as the pleasure built up in you.

“In and out, baby. In and out.” You followed along to the mantra he began of ‘in and out.’ And then you started to use the words literally and began to pump your fingers in and out of you to his description. You used your other hand to rub circles around your clit. “When you’re ready, let go. Let the pleasure you’ve created for yourself wash over you. Connect with your inner divine. You’ve made yourself feel so good.”

“So good.” You muttered. You felt the pressure building up within you, it had been increasing slowly since you started, but now it felt like it was rushing forward, like a pot about to boil over. You breathed in and out and let yourself make noise as your hips bucked in rhythm with your fingers. And then you felt yourself fall over the edge into the most beautiful feeling you’ve ever experienced in your life. The waves of pleasure rippled through your whole body and they wouldn’t stop. You kept breathing through it and you could hear Josh praising you in the background. As the pleasure slowly subsided and you returned to Earth, you resumed your deep breathing.

“Very good. You barely needed me. You were so incredible.” Josh beamed. You could feel the admiration in his voice. You opened your eyes and turned to look at him. His face was flushed and at some point, he’d returned his glasses to their rightful spot resting on the bridge of his nose. His hands were gripping tightly on the arms of the loveseat. And your eyes scanned lower to see why, his arousal obvious in his sweatpants. Even though you had just experienced the best orgasm of your life, you felt a familiar pulse flutter at the sight of him.

“Josh.” You breathed. He took his time tearing his eyes away from your body to look you in the eyes. You took your bottom lip between your teeth when his eyes met yours. His eyes blinked slowly and he swallowed deeply. When he stood up, your heart sped up. This was all you wanted. You needed his hands on you, his mouth nipping and kissing, all of him connecting with all of you.

He ran a hand through his hair and tugged it slightly before dropping his hand at his side with a thud. “I - I should, uh, take a shower.” He started toward the bathroom and you urgently sat up on your knees in the bed. You grabbed him before he got very far.

“Don’t. I can take care of you too.” You murmured. His eyes fell toward your lips. But then he shook his head.

“You don’t need to do that. I didn’t guide you to get anything out of it. That’d be highly unethical.”

“Do you always get hard when guiding your clients?”

He laughed nervously. “No, no I, no I never do. It would be inappropriate.”

“So I’m just that special.” You rubbed his arms that were in your grasp.

“Of course you’re special.” His features softened. “But we can’t do this. It is against all my training. I don’t touch my patients. Never.”

“Good thing I’m not a patient, Doctor.” You smirked. He tried to take a step back, but you stopped him. “Josh. I am a consenting adult. I am not one of your patients. I did not contract your services. Nothing monetary has been exchanged between us. We are just two people who want each other.”

“You want me?” You wanted to laugh, for a sex doctor, he was pretty clueless.

“Emphatically.” You allowed yourself a small breathy laugh. “For a long time. Do you want me?”

“Ardently.” He replied and pulled you against him, your breasts grazed the fabric of his white shirt and you let out a breath. “Can I kiss you?”

“Please.” His lips were soft against yours, just like you imagined they would be. He deepened his kiss as his hands roamed your body, his fingers, and palms mimicking the same paths yours had earlier.

“So soft.” He murmured against your lips and you used the opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth. The moan he emitted rang through you, all the way down to your toes and you tangled your hands into his hair to pull him closer. His glasses bumped against your face and he pulled away and threw them behind him onto the loveseat as you giggled. He was breathless as he looked at you, his eyes roamed every part of you he could see, as if he was seeing his favorite piece of art in person for the very first time. His attention made you feel like the most beautiful and prized thing in the entire universe. Your breath caught in your throat as his tongue circled one of your nipples and he pulled it into his mouth. His hands caressed your hips and then moved to massage your ass.

“You’re so perfect.” He sighed and kissed a trail across your chest to your other breast. Your own hands began to explore his body, running down and back up his back and then his sides. You slipped your hand underneath his shirt and pushed him away slightly so you could pull it off. Before he could resume kissing you, you leaned forward and started to kiss and nip at the edge of his jaw just below his ear. You were rewarded with a breathy whimper and you smiled against his skin. As your lips explored his neck and chest, your hands wandered further down, palming him over his sweatpants. His hips jerked into your hand. You kissed down his body and shimmied yourself back further on the bed until you could lie on your front in front of him. You pulled down his pants and grabbed him in your hand. His tip was red and glistened with precum. You kissed it and he moaned. “You don’t have to,” he started, but you smiled up at him.

“I want to.” And you took him into your mouth slowly. Even this felt like an exploration, as your tongue and lips swirled and sucked. He leaned over you and massaged down your spine which caused you to moan on his dick and you felt him falter. A few seconds later he pulled away from you.

“I won’t last.” He said.

You smiled a toothy grin. “Aren’t all you sex yogis supposed to be experts at lasting a long time?” You joked.

“I’m not a yogi. I don’t think you know what that means.” He laughed and you shrugged slightly. “And yeah, I normally can. But, you’re driving me wild.” You sat back up on your knees and pulled him closer to you. You kissed him slowly and maneuvered so he could guide you onto your back and he could lay on top of you. “You don’t know what you do to me.”

“Show me.” You instructed. He reached in between your bodies and began a lazy pattern on your clit, as you two stared into each other’s eyes and your breathing synchronized. You gasped when he slipped a finger inside you and almost instantly found the perfect spot. He massaged it until you were gasping and practically begging. Then he added another finger and continued his movements until you were writhing beneath him and gripping tightly onto his biceps as your pleasure came crashing through you. He guided you through it with both his hands and with encouraging words. He leaned down to kiss you as he removed his hands. “Please, I need you.”

“Baby, I need you too.” He carefully slid himself into you, filling you up perfectly. You felt yourself stretch to accommodate him and you wrapped your legs around him and moved your hips to meet his movements. At first, he was unhurried and relaxed in his movements, but you could see that he was trying to restrain himself. So you lifted your head to kiss him and pulled him closer to you so you could ground your hips faster. He sped up to meet your pace. Your mouth went to his bare shoulder to muffle your noises as his hand slipped between your bodies to yet again find your sensitive bud. “That’s it. So beautiful.” He rambled. It seemed even during sex, he couldn’t stop talking. But you didn’t mind, because his voice felt like his kisses. They fell across your body and made you feel wholly perfect. You weren’t really sure about the whole inner divine goddess thing and didn’t know how to connect with it or her or them. But the way Josh talked to you made you feel like you could figure out how to create stars and hang them in the sky or command the ocean to ebb and flow or teach a bird to fly. No one had ever made you feel so in control and at their will all at the same time. You barely recognized as your pleasure hit its peak yet again, but you held on tight to Josh as your body shook with satisfaction. He found your lips and kissed them hard as he found his own release. He peppered lazy soft kisses along your neck and jaw as you both came down from your orgasms.

“So that’s what it feels like.” You drawled as your muscles and body felt like jello.

He laughed into the crook of your neck. “It can be even better.” He murmured.

“Hmm, you’ll have to show me. I want to learn everything you can teach me.” You twirled one of his curls around your finger.

“It could take a lifetime. The study of sexual tantra is never complete.” His eyes focused on yours. Your hand fell from his hair to the back of his neck. He leaned down toward you.

“Sounds perfect.” You said right before you connected your lips with his.

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lowkeyerror · 3 years

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Directors Cut

So I really want to do that director's cut thing that's going around, but no one sent me an ask. So I'm taking it into my own hands. I'm going to do a director's cut on my five favorites from my works. Apparently I've written about 69 (lol) imagines/oneshots/stories ( or whatever you like to call them) so narrowing it down to top 5 might be a little hard, but let's get into it.

5. She's Not That Bad ( Madison Montgomery × Reader) - Published June 18, 2021/ 91 Notes

This was one of the first pieces I posted to Tumblr, prior to this I was only uploading on Wattpad. It's not the most well written but, it get's the job done. It took awhile for me to think of the powers for the reader before I settled on weather manipulation. It's something big and threatening but very niche in my mind, it makes the reader a one trick pony in a way, which explains why she's not preforming the seven wonders. The story ends in way where it seems like the reader is kind of blindly following Madison and that's the intent. As I prefaced earlier in the story the reader felt drawn to Madison for no specific reason, which is why in the end the reader is potrayed as obdeient by simply replying, " Yes Madison"

4. Just My Luck ( Poison Ivy x Reader)- Pt 1 published July 20th, 2021/ Pt 2 Published August 7th, 2021/ Combined 211 Notes

I wrote Just My Luck because I was looking to read Ivy fics and could only find a handful. Like this fic was written in complete self interest, which is why it took so long for me to make a part two. I completely stole the idea of the reader being Unlucky because I was binge watching Murphy's Law at the time ( Great cartoon by the way written by the same guys who did Phinease and Ferb). The comraderie between Selena, Harley, and the Reader just seemed like a given. To me Harley, Selena, and Ivy all have this perpetual soft spot, like they all teeter on the line of vilians, but they have limits and morals. I love bringing up the fact that both Ivy and Harley are technically doctor's so that's why the main conflict revolves around Dr.Ivy studying the reader. There also so many adaptations of Ivy that sometimes I have no idea how to protray her. You've got the slutry sensual Iv from the games as well as the Batman and Robin ovie, and you've got the latest version from the Harley Quinn show who is more of just an angry activist. I often mix them but in the first part of this I'm almost only relying on the first version of Ivy. In part two she's a little more activist/caring because that's what is supposed to make you guys connect with her. This might eventually get a part 3.

3. Simple ( Wanda Maximoff x Reader)- Published August 3rd, 2021/ 215 Notes

I wrote Simple to get back into the written move after posting a shit ton for my 400 follower celebration. I feel like this, wrote itself. It's honestly a lot of fluff but also insecurity projected in the Reader's relationship to Wanda. I think it's feeling we all can relate to of not feeling good enough to be with someone. I think there's point in this imagine when the Reader starts to realize that she had been too caught up in her thoughts to realize that Wanda actually fancied her as well. When the Reader sees that her comments and prescene alone is making the witch flustered the Reader feels comfortable enough to flirt as well as share her feelings. This one is just so cute, and for a lack of a better word Simple which is why it's one of my favorites.

2. Syllabus Week ( WandaNat x Reader)- Published August 7th, 2021/ 315 Notes

Syllabus week is 100% me trying to cope with the pressures of the first week of college. This wasn't my first college syllabus week but it was defiently the worst I was spending all day everyday in front of the computer just doing school work and it was driving me insane. I chose Wanda and Nat because they're super comfortting characters for me. Like I feel like they would be remorseful and super protective, so this was perfect for them. A lot of this is feel with just small touches and acts of affection that could comfort everyone. I really wanted to amplify how exhausted the Reader was. That's why the shower is completely innocent and nothing like sexual or smutty happens in there. It solely revolves around being comforted after you pushed passed your limits.

Honorable Mentions- I couldn't just pick five so I added some honorable mentions. They include my most popular fics as well as some I just wanted to talk about.

Ex Military, New Shield ( Natasha Romanoff x Reader) - Published June 15th, 2021/ 507 Notes

Now I had originally though that this imagine was my most popular. The love and response I got from this imagine was tremendous. Credit goes to @confusinggemini612 for making such a good request. I have not a single clue what it was about this specific imagine that made it so popular. I remember struggling to write this one because I had no idea how to get the Reader into a relationship with Natasha. There were drafts where I had described the mission they went on together but I felt that it dragged it on, so it was a challenge to convey how close they were before sending the reader MIA. I also wanted to convey the close relationship that Maria had with her sister, I wanted it to be more than just coincidentally they are sisters, which inspired the first half of the story where you can kind of see what kind of relationship they have.

Not What I Expected ( Natasha Romanoff x Reader)- Published September 8th, 2021 606 Notes

Talk about not what I expected, this is my most viewed singular part imagine. I had no idea that this had even popped off like that. This was also request by @confusinggemini612, banger after banger with these request. I guess what you guys like about these imagines in particular is the SHIELD Agent part, because a common denomentar of both post. I had so much fun writting this imagine. My favorite type of character to write is the perceived badass who is actually just a big softie/dummy. Whenever I have to write about a goofy reader in coorilation with Marvel, expect to see Thor. Thor is, in my opinion, the best character to have involved when questionable decisions are being made. Only an absolute lunatic would think that they could beat Thor in a drinking competition. I think allowing herself to induldge in the more playful aspects of life was a big tell that they would end up together. The part where the Reader is basically confessing to Nat that if they weren't super focused on the mission she would've distracted them is so cute in my opinion and it does a great job of explaining the contrast in personality. Peter interrupting is also one of favorite fic tropes and I felt this was a good time to add him in.

A Better Gotham ( Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy)- Published July 20th, 2021/ 25 Notes

I honestly loved this request by @frostbite883 . I think that the perspective of Ivy and Harley being normal is so domestic and cute. I really do think if they hadn't have became villains that the enterity of Gotham would prosper. I think that for me the question I had while writing this imagine was if they would just be friends or end up together. I decided that they would end up together not only because of their mutual success but also because they were the only ones that could rely on each other. I think that unstable or not their bond and their chemistry is unbreakable, this was a really cute imagine.

Bonded For Life ( Needy Lesnicki x Jennifer Check x Reader) - Published September 30th - October 28th, 2021/ Combined 662 Notes

The absolute monster of planning I did for these 4 imagines was so worth it. Before October had even began I knew I wanted to write these imagines. I wanted to span the whole month so 4 parts was what I settled on. I didn't want the Reader to be foreign to Needy and Jen but I also didn't want an immediately explicit relationship between the three, which is how I settled on Chip's sibling. The reader and Needy both also being a demon creature was a nobrainer to me. In my heart I know that Needy wouldn't have left Jennifer with that band. Part two was just kind of an explanation of the Reader and where they actually being to feel the bond. Part three was just smut originally I was going to have Jen and Reader hook up in like a closet or locker but I felt that it wouldn't have fit well before or after the conflict with Chip. Part 4 was probably the hardest to write because yes smut but what was the rest of plot going to be. I hadn't planned on killing Chip. It wasn't even a thought in my head, until I physically typed it out. I made the Reader do it because it just gives her another reason to latch onto Jen and Needy. It's a fuck up that the Reader won't ever forget and her codependency grows because of it.

1. I Wish I Would've ( Natasha Romanoff x Reader) - Published September 3, 2021/ 152 Notes

In the AN at the beginning I say that I feel like this is one of the best things I've ever written and I stick by that. Fun fact I orginally named it The Cliff but it wasn't doing well, so I changed the name after posting it. This is probably the most angsty piece I've ever written and I love it. Everything about it was felt complex. The twist of the beginning all being the dream, the conscious efforts of the Reader to get better, having Yelena involved, and the cherry on top of having some spiritual connection to the real Natasha at the end. I love it, it's just so well put together. I usually hate the it was all a dream trope but the way I utilized in this imagine is a little different because the dream still holds meaning and has an affect on the reader. The dream is an important means of communication, it's the only place that the Reader can be connected with Nat. Which is wild considering that I had originally made it so that it wasn't a dream, like the stuff on the cliff was going to be a hundred percent real, but I felt like that was writing myself into a dead end with that. This also has one of my favorite lines in it," There was something so inconsolable about knowing that she wasn't thinking about you." That completely just destroyed me when I wrote it. When you lose someone they can't think about you, they can't remember you, they can't feel you, because they're gone and it just hurts so much. This is one of the few things I wrote that I think has a lesson and a message that you can't move on if you're drowning yourself in sorrow, there has to be an attempt to get better. It might not always work but the effort definitely means something.

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linopetal · 3 years

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boba shop.

pairing : beomgyu x reader

genre : crack , fluff , little angst ????

summary : what happens when beomgyus favorite boba shop closes and he finds a new boba place with a cute employee ?

i will try and post as much as i can !! i hope you like this new series of mine ^_^ ive had this idea for awhile < 3

word count : 917

authors note ! : sorry this took awhile to come out. i was dealing with exams and then when they were finally over i just needed some time to myself :( ive been so exhausted from school and now being down with it , it took me awhile to regain motivation. im not making any promises but i WILL however TRY to post once a week !!! im not the best at writing like this but im decently proud of this. ENJOY LOVES !!

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You were so incredibly nervous for today. You keep on glancing at the clock until it finally hit 5 pm. beomgyu should be showing up any minute now….you thought. As you were getting lost in your thoughts Kira , your coworker , came up to you. “ Hey y/n can you close up for me after you and that boy get done with your project ? My mom needs me home for a family dinner tonight so I can’t do it “ , she said looking at you. “ Yes of course ! No problem Kira “ , you said while sending her a soft smile. “ Thank you so much y/n ! “ , she said waving bye. You waved back at her and turned back at your phone hoping you would get a notification from beomgyu that he couldn’t make it because you were beyond nervous. About ten minutes went by and you decided to go grab a snack in the back of the store. When you came back you heard the door open and there stood a nervous looking beomgyu. “ Uh hi y/n “ , he said scratching the back of his neck. “ Oh hi ! Uh do you want some boba or anything before we start ? “ , you asked politely. He shook his head , “ No its okay ! Thank you for asking though “. You gave him a soft smile in return and headed towards one of the tables , motioning towards him to follow. “ Shall we begin ? “ you asked. “ Yes we shall “ , he said giggling.

Mrs. Parks had assigned a poetry project. It was due by the end of the month. The poetry project was supposed to be about a poet that both partners liked and finding a poem written by that poet that describes your relationship or perspective on your partner. Then you both have to explain why you both chose that specific poet and poem.

You enjoyed poetry. Your mom always told you that you were gifted in the ways of words. You were never the type to verbally express how you felt , instead pen and paper where your outlet to communicate with your feelings. You could be as raw and transparent as you like with zero judgment. Thats why poetry was always your hidden talent. Beomgyu on the other hand , didn’t exactly like writing poetry. He never thought to give it a try. But reading was a decent thing he thought. He didn’t read often , nor did he particularly enjoyed it but some poets and authors had caught his eye at one point or another.

“ What poets do you like ? “ , you asked him. “ I don’t know to be honest. Truthfully , I haven’t given that question much thought until we were assigned with this project “ he responded. “ Ah I see “ you said nodding. “ What about you ? What poets do you like “, he asked raising an eyebrow. “ Mhm would you even know any of them if I answered “ you said smiling and teasing him. “ Try me “ he said. “ Its hard to narrow it down to one. I absolutely enjoy poetry. But I find myself most intrigued by love poems. I know its basic and cheesy. But to answer your question , Pablo Neruda I guess “ , you said looking right at him. “ Oh yes I’ve heard of him ! He has some good works. Why do you like him so much ? “ he questioned. “ Thats hard to answer. I like the way he expresses himself by not exactly using feelings in the poem. He uses nature and its cycle to symbolize love and that has always intrigued me. I love how his mind works and how he perceives love. Its quite beautiful. “ you said , smiling towards the end. Beomgyu’s eyes softened at the way you spoke about the poet. “ Wow that does sound beautiful y/n. I agree. Mhm I guess today we found the poet we like ! “ he said happily. “ Ah thats good ! I need to close the store up now but how about tomorrow or sometime this week or next week we meet up again ? Whenever you’re free ! “ , you said. “ Sounds good to me “ he said.

“ I am gonna close up the store now and take the train home. See you tomorrow at school ? “ you said smiling. “ See you tomorrow “ he said. As he was walking out the door your mind worked on impulse and somehow magically managed to slip out , “ Oh beomgyu wait ! Can I give you my number ? I think it might be more convenient unless you don’t want to of course ! “ , you said nervously. He was kind of caught of guard but he of course complied. “ Oh yes I agree ! Here’s my number “ he said , handing you his phone. “ Bye now y/n. Get home safe , okay ? “ he said in a semi worried voice. You thought it was cute how he was acting worried about you. “ I will Beomgyu , you too “ , you softly smiled and waved goodbye. Your heart would not be able to calm down for the night , you were sure of that.

#beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu imagines #beomgyu x reader #choi beomgyu #txt #txt fake texts #txt fanfic #txt imagines #txt scenarios

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celebritytgcaptions · 3 years

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Requests (5/23/2021)

Hi lovelies! I’ve been getting so many requests & I’m working hard to get all of them in the queue. Thanks for sending them my way! I’m writing to let you know that the queue is now full until the end of June. I was able to get every requests from my May 8th post in there except for a few. Requests from May 8th for captions featuring Katy Perry, Jenna Fischer, Marisol Nichols, Addison Rae, Ariana Grande, Erin Kellyman, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, Jhene Aiko, & Kirstin Maldonado will be posted in early July.

But there have been an absolute ton of requests since then too, yay! So I’m listing all the requests that I haven’t gotten to below. If you made a request but don’t see it below that might be for a few reasons. 1) I’ve written it already and it will be posted in June. 2) It’s one of the requests I posted on May 8th so I won’t talk about it here. 3) I considered it a demand not a request (for example, I received two that said “Anything with,” that wasn’t really a request just telling me to do it. Sorry if this bothers some of you but it is an issue with me so make sure you word your requests AS requests). Either way, thanks for the love, lovelies! :D

Anonymous said:

Could you do one with either Kelley O’hara or Alex Morgan from the USWNT about a guy soccer player watching the US win the world cup and then want to be them or something like that?

I actually know who both those are (shockingly enough, I don’t really follow sports) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could you do lorengrey captions? She’s so hot

Sorry sweetie, don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

Hi I just had an idea for a game you could do. It could be where someone has to say as a boy what they’re like physically in stages. So first stage is hair color for example, second stage could be height, third stage could be body type, etc. An example would be if I was a black hair, short height, thick body type, I would match up with someone like Nicki Minaj. Just an idea which you could extend on. Hopefully it makes sense. I appreciate you!

I actually have a game like this mapped out called “Build a Sissy” where you choose age, hair color, and bra size, but it would take a LOT of work to make so I haven’t written it yet. Maybe some day though. :)

Anonymous said:

I would love to see a Tori Kelly caption. Her hair and body are not typical but beautiful for a white girl. I say that last sentence respectfully. I think having a caption with her would be great

Sure thing! Tori Kelly is a cutie. :)

Anonymous said:

Ok I'm not sure if u'll know these 2 cuz even I had to look them up for the names but anne dudek and maitland ward theyre the 2 blonde sisters from white chicks not sure if uve seen it but if u can could u make a caption for them please?

I DO know who they are! I’ve been thinking about doing a White Chicks caps because there’s a lot of cute looks in that movie (especially for Busy Phillips who I just love) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could u do Yvette nicole brown from community? Id like to see some big girl love

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

I already know that this request is probably gonna be a No but I still have to ask whats the ruling on GCI enhanced celebrities like Taylor swift from Cats? Or is that too much like "Furry" stuff. Now I'm Feeling this will be a No for multiple reasons

So it is not an issue with CGI “enhanced” celebrities but for Cats it is because I do not have a Furry fetish and I get uncomfortable thinking about writing caps for it. But I write caps with “manips” all the time (photoshopped images of celebs) so I’m not ruling out CGI enhanced celebs all together.

Anonymous said:

Can you do one of Lindsey stirling? And for the story can it be a guy trying to learn Violin but he cant seem to focus he even tried hot female teachers but it didnt work then he gets a male teacher than he starts focusing and wanting to please the teacher he becomes a sissy sorry its a long request

Sounds fun, sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan and I think you’ve been doing amazing work. Is there anyway you could do a story about a guy who loses a bet to sorority girl and is forced to get his nails painted and turned into a girl? I love the idea of having a boys nails painted against his will. I’d love one with Selena Gomez but if you think another celeb would be better I leave that cumpletely to you.

Totally! This sounds fun. :D

Anonymous said:

Can you do thelma and Louise?

I’m assuming you mean Geena Davis & Susan Sarandon from Thelma & Louise so yes. Yes I can. :)

Anonymous said:

Can you do a caption from the movie bridesmaids? Like when theyre all trying on dressess or something?

I haven’t seen Bridesmaids (I know I know) but I can try something. :)

Anonymous said:

it would be super cool if you could do some more games! They’re my fav

Glad you like them! As long as I’m not on hiatus, games will be posted every second Saturday. I’ve already got two set for June. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey huge fan of your recent work and super excited about new caps!! Do you think you could do one about a college guy who drops out in pursuit of being a stand up comedian, but the comedy club needs a female comic so they turn him into a girl? I was thinking maybe Nikki Glaser, she so funny and sexy. Thanks can’t wait to see all your new stuff!!

Oooo, Nikki Glaser is great. Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Can you make a caption about a guy who makes fun of curvy and thicc women, where the women get their revenge and turn the guy into Nia Jax?

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Hi Me again on the topic of the assembly line worker caption sequel if you do it i just an idea for the story like before depicting the sissies "first time" but you can have it be that the coworker doesnt know and is telling everyone about the chick he slept with last night and the sissy is just thinking "if only they knew"idk i thought it was good anyways thank u again

So this message is in reference to a sequel caption that was requested & that I did write and will be posted in June. I’m sharing it here to let the anon know that I wrote the cap BEFORE I got this second request so there will be a followup but the story will be different. I hope that’s ok.

Anonymous said:

Hi idk if u watch wrestling or not I see u have some captions of wwe womens wrestlers but im not sure have far ur knowledge of it is? Could u do a caption of Rhea Ripley if u know her?

I have never seen a single episode of WWE, I do not watch wrestling, and yet somehow every time someone requests a wrestler I know who she is. Don’t ask me how because I do not know. Anyways, yeah I can do a Rhea Ripley one. :)

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption about a janitor for sissy co. That finds out the strange goings on at work and tries to blow the whistle on the whole operation but is caught and turned into a sissy maid for the sissy co. Corporate office abit specific I know but ive been thinking on that awhile however u do it will be perfect thanks

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Could you do katheryn Hahn from wandavision specifically the 80s look with the Big hair and aerobics outfit

Oooo, sounds nice. I’ll type that up for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan of your caps!! Do you think you could do a cap where a football player wants to go to the NFL but gets hurt, so they turn him into a female commentator, maybe Lauren Rutledge? If you don’t know her, she’s been a college football reporter for awhile and was also a former Miss Florida. Anyways I just think any guy would be lucky to be turned into her and I love your caps keep up the great work!!

Me: *googles Lauren Rutledge to see if it’s who I’m thinking of* How do I know who this is? Anyways, yes I can write this. :)

...for some reason there are no GIFs of her though so I’m just gonna move on.

Anonymous said:

Hi I'm the one that requested the LONG list of celebs I'm still really sorry about that I didnt realize how many it actually was till I looked back so I wanna retract some for your sake tell ya what if you havent done any already just do the ones that are specifically marked (as in the ones detailed by movie or show theyre in) the ones that are just names you can leave out i knoe its still alot but hopefully that takes some weight off of ya sorry again

You don’t have to be sorry! Like I said, in the future I’d ask that folks limit requests to no more than 3 celebs at a time but you didn’t know that. I’d never said that before. I typed up every celebrity and they’re going to be sprinkled in during June. Hope you like them! :)

Anonymous said:

Hello ^^ I love your work. Can u make a caption with the name "jules" and Ariana Grande please? Thank you

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hey, not really an ask, but something I needed to share

I'm the one that asked for the Stephanie Beatriz caption from a whole back, and I absolutely loved how it turned out. Each time you roll out a new caption is like a small thrill to me and I read them right as they're released.

Now this wouldn't be an ask if I wasn't asking something, right? Well, next month sees the release of the "In the Heights" movie, and there's an opportunity there to do a series of captions using stephanie Beatriz from that same movie.

In conclusion, I love your captions so much, you're amazing!

Awww, this is such a sweet message. Thank you! And YAAASSSSS! Ever since the first trailer for In the Heights dropped I was like, “I must write a caption with her in this!” So you can imagine how fun it’s been waiting this entire time. *eye twitches*. We’ll have to wait until the movie comes out for me to be sure I can find a good image but this IS a caption I want to write. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi I just recently came across your blog and fell in love with it!! The caption with the football player being turned into Bella Thorne is one of my favorites!! I’d love so much if you could do a sequel or something to that cap it was so amazing and I need to know what else happens to “her”. I’m not sure if this is possible or if you even do sequels but this cap was great and I look forward to all the others!!!

Glad you like it! I’m always looking for sequel captions to write on Throwback Thursday so you’ll get this for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey big fan! Do you think you could do a caption where a short guy gets made fun of by all his girl friends for how short he is? Ariana Grande is fairly short and I think a caption of her (of age of course) would be awesome

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Can you do one with the bella twins as two guys who fought over the same girl then the girl turns them both into look alikes of her but then they start fighting over the same guy

Yep!

Anonymous said:

Do you know suzy berhow? Or angie Griffin? If so would love a caption of either of them please

Sorry sweetie, I don’t know who those are. :(

Anonymous said:

Would appreciate more Sia captions please when u get the chance

I will remember that. :)

Anonymous said:

Can make some Winnie Harlow caption please? I adore her style

Sorry lovely, I don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

How about instead of removing the captions with Demi in them ,the images of Demi were just replaced with another celeb and if Demi is mentioned by name in the caption then that could be edited to mention a different celeb. I respect Demi's decision I do but lets not lose some well made captions. Also if you could please make a caption where Amy Adams feminises a fan and raises them as her daughter and Kristen Stewart makes you her submissive wife that would be appreciated. I'm a fan of them.

So about the Demi Lovato captions: I understand your feelings but I’m still going to delete the original captions. Because of how my captions are made I can’t just go back in & swap out an image or edit the text, I have to remake it from the ground up. I am hoping to do that with some (maybe all) of the Demi Lovato captions & re-publish them, but I’m still going to delete the originals.

I can do the Kristen Stewart one for sure and I’ll TRY to do the Amy Adams one I just am not 100% sure I can find a pic for that but we’ll see. :)

Anonymous said:

If it’s possible before your summer hiatus could you do a caption with Amanda Crew (silicon valley, sex drive)?

I will do one with Amanda Crew but I can’t commit to doing it before the hiatus.

About the hiatus: I don’t know when it’s going to be. I want to TRY to make it to at least July 18th because I have a specific game in mind I want to post for 5 years of Celebrity TG Captions games, but after that I have no idea. I’ve been writing caps for a longer stretch of time since normal since I’ve switched to a part-time blog so I might burn out at any second but for right now I’ve still got some juice.

#Not a Caption #Requests #Request

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frisbee-tingz · 4 years

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do you have any frieza fic recs? any ship, but I'm partial to yamza and friku c:

Oh boy, do I? Well I guess it’s time to create a master list of sorts!

My sad ass knows a good 80% of frieza fics (I think I don’t fuck with fanfiction.net) so I’m gonna compile my personal favorites! I am a godless being and have no bounds. A lot of these fics ive read awhile ago, but I’ll try and remember the plot and things that took place. Anyways,

Yamza:

Red Currant - Basically the main character (imo) of Yamza fics. I remember staying up late just to finish this novel-like storyline. Honestly forgot what the plot was but I do remember a cute and wholesome ending. This fic also has a few sequels after the main story ended, so there’s also that to look forward to! I just know it’s very good so pls read ♡

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13783743

Half a World Away - If Red Currant is the main character, then HAWA is its main supporting character/lead. I honestly mixed up the two because of similar chapter length and the fact that I stayed up and read this fic for days as well. This fic is basically Yamcha and Frieza blind e-dating. I love the slow burn and the fact that they have no idea about the other’s identity which makes it even more of an enticing read.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18250139

Perfect Stranger - A cute fic where Yamcha wishes to become stronger but becomes an icejin instead! Where could this possibly go wrong? ♡

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23322805

Free Of Charge - I specifically like this fic bc of its different take on writing Frieza’s character and his position/role. It’s a little out of character but due to the circumstances and setting of this fic, it works out and is honestly a refreshing take on his usual, one-way street characterization. It’s an ooc way of writing him that doesn’t annoy/irk me and that’s a very good thing because I typically hate an OOC Frieza.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14452473

Don’t Look Down - This was amazing and that’s all I can remember. That’s how I tend to feel about all of Maji’s fics anyways so to keep it short. Frieza is a possessive clingy little bitch, so basically himself. And they fuck a... lot? I think? They do that in other fics a lot but I can’t remember. I know the plot is amazing so 😎

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25044043

Survive to Save - This ones a surprise. It has one of my favorite character so :>

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15122213

And those are most of my personal favorites from that category. I will recommend my two favorite Yamza writers/friends because they have other amazing fics that I felt would make the list too long to add. You can read their works here:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/SkinsT/pseuds/SkinsT

https://archiveofourown.org/users/SecretWeaponSeven/pseuds/SecretWeaponSeven

https://archiveofourown.org/users/MajinPiccolo/pseuds/MajinPiccolo

Anyways time for the other ship!

Friku:

In Discordant Equilibrium - Honestly one of my favorite fics of all time. If I’m going to be bold, I will say that this is the main character of the entire Dragon Ball fanfiction community, argue with the wall. Kidding, but seriously. This fic is just.... beyond words, it changed my life and cleared my skin. It delved deep into depth about Frieza’s character and I think that’s what I loved most about it really- The easy way to win me over is 1. slow burn and 2. Make a deep mental analysis about x character. This fic is amazing, long, slow burn I think? And just beautifully well written. Not enough words can be said about this one.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26918002

A Score To Settle - Basically a fic where they fuck. A beautifully-written fuck, might I add.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16523723

And tbh.... that’s all I have for friku sadly. I just am not into the current Friku fics currently out right now and that’s not against the ship or the writers. Friku is a ship I’m not too obsessed with unlike the others and it’s just. The topics of the current fics do not interest me. And that is nothing against the works/writers bc I think they are still talented and their work is still very much appreciated regardless of my taste ♡

Now onto the subcategory that i sadly and disgustingly know too much about. And since you didn’t request outright, I’ll just show you my top 4.

Frieza x Reader:

God fucking help me now

Injuries - If you want to fuck Frieza in the woods while he’s at your mercy, this is your fic.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24831085

Changing - This one’s on Deviantart and it’s the only way I can read this amazing fic so.... despite the weird format that it has, I still think it’s worth a read. I forgot about the plot but I think it’s like.... Frieza makes you his pet?? Blah blah blah, you guys fall in love...???...!!! Very well written is what I can remember I am tired ♡ (read the complete fic by finding the other parts and opening a new tab. There’s part 1,2,3 etc.)

https://www.deviantart.com/bunnymommy16/art/Changing-pt-1-Frieza-x-Reader-601133485

Blackmail in Winter - I know this one is darker than most on this list but I really like the fic! It’s a series of unfortunate events, basically your typical Frieza x Reader (the unfortunate event being fucking Frieza). Despite the fic not being complete, I personally think that where it ends right now might as well be the last chapter.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5386442

Teardrops - One of the best Frieza x Readers I’ve read and this time I’m not a sex slave on his ship! Yay! Anyways, takes place during FighterZ where you’re the little voice in his head that controls his body/actions.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14445294

Perversions of Quiet Soldiers - An amazing fic by my bestie-westie (pls read it, it’s so good pls pls pls) and it actually gives us a Frieza WHOS IN CHARACTER and it’s just such a lovely portrayal of him. A unique plot that drives up suspense and you never know what’s gonna happen next! It is more “spicy” of a read so proceed with caution! :)

Anyways, 284843 years later. Thank you for asking and for reading my little master list! I hope and pray to god you didn’t read most/all of these already and I hope I gave you something new to read! And if not then at least my followers can look at this little list if they want ♡. Thank you anon 🥳

#masterlist #I guess #fics #uhm #frieza #Yamcha #goku #yamza #friku #asks #looking back im surprised that my current frieza x reader has over 50 kudos like-#is that good?? I think??? yay ♡#I’m currently working on a yamza fic and then I have literally a million other yamza fic ideas after I finish that first chapter of it-#crying #I have no life god help me it’s 4 am #😎#reblogging this again bc I updated the list :)

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kitchenangst · 4 years

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Before Anything Good pt. 3

Mako x reader (she/her pronouns)

Summary: Barely one month of living on the streets, and Mako has grown skeptical of anything good that’s offered freely to him. When the girl from the other side of town calls him stinky and demands he take a shower, he might just be right about his newfound cynicism.

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: language, implied abusive relationship, incoherent thoughts, really badly described analogies

a/n: why is it so hard to get to the mAIN STORY LINE LMAO I am neglecting my hw so hard right now anyway lmk if there are errors

pt. i | pt. ii | pt. iv

Bathroom, bathroom, bathroom, Mako, Bolin, bathroom- her feet bring her to her destination, hand on the knob, ready to burst in- wait, no, knock first.

The door opens slightly, revealing a part of Mako’s face before his hand sticks out expectantly. Yn stares at his open palm before slapping it with her own.

“Sorry! Forgot the towels!” she calls tersely as she hurries to the towel cabinet, just as she heard the bathroom door shut. Running back to the bathroom at the same pace with the towels in her arms, she freezes halfway as she realized she had forgotten their clothes. Fuck, where were the clothes, that’s the whole reason why she went to ask her mom in the first place. They had to be in the basket in her father’s room or something, she concludes, whatever that something is. She breezes by the bathroom on her way there, leaving the towels on the doorknob with an urgent knock, not noticing that they had fallen to the ground before she returned to the room.

Clothes, clothes, what were their sizes. Frantically digging through the basket, all she finds are her father’s garments. Turning to the dresser, she urgently starts pulling the drawers out one by one, lifting and throwing the folded clothes until she can find the pair of clothes, the uniform, she realizes, that was always provided in faux hospitality.

As she continues to shuffle through the clothes, she can’t help but think that she should’ve just left the two in the alleyway (sympathy be damned, this was much more harmful than helpful) if she had known her father was going to mug them of the only money they had left.

Is that why they had so many clothes uniforms for various sizes? To rob the other orphans she had insisted on bringing home for dinner as well? Wasn’t it counterproductive to spend money on them when these orphans barely had money to spare?

She finally finds 2 sets of clothes uniforms: one roughly her size and another just slightly smaller. Without wasting a moment, she gathers them in her arms and races to the bathroom, rushing to stop her father before he leaves. However, she barely makes it out the door without him in the way.

“Spirits, sweetie, what animal did you release in my room this time?”

Finally sparing a glance around the room, Yn finds the state of the room just as messy as her mind. The clothes strewn everywhere and unorganized, thrown at rapid fire just like her thoughts. It dawns on her that he’s about to leave when he grabs his coat and hat… leave to mug her new friends (if she was even allowed to call them that at this point), just like he had every time before today.

“Father, where are you going?” she tries to ask normally, as unsuspectingly as possible, but the shaky pitch as she calls for his attention might as well have given away that she discovered his scheming.

“Just picking up some money,” he responds coolly, sending a shiver down her spine and goosebumps in their wake.

“From where?” Her fingers twitch in anticipation of his answer, hiding underneath the uniform.

He way he forces a chuckle out to alleviate where the conversation is going, sickens her as he crouches down to her height. “My boss, of course.” The tight lipped smile he gives is all she needs to know he’s lying.

“You-you’re not stealing from them, are you?” The very thought of it felt absurd, but saying it out loud left a bitter note on her tongue. She clutches onto the clothes, the fabric the only thing stopping her nails from digging into her palms. “They don’t have any money!” She whispers harshly, unsure if she wanted Mako and Bolin to hear from the other side of the hall. She couldn’t tell what was worse: knowing that stopping her father will impact the household or that this would affect the brothers for worse. Was picking one over the other any better? Did she even have a choice?

“Sweetie, we need the money, too, so just keep them occupied while I look for it.” An order, and one she had no choice but to follow.

His hand snaking around the back of her neck is enough to stop her from protesting. The firm squeeze making the words lose themselves in her throat and forced to be swallowed down if she didn’t want to choke on air. His smile was cold in comparison to the unspoken threat in his eyes, his nostrils flaring just slightly to serve as a reminder that someone will bear the punishment in her stead, and the slight raise in his eyebrows almost daring her to challenge him.

Somehow, it scares her more than meeting the back of his hand.

He finally releases his hold when she doesn’t say anything. “Well? Better get those clothes to those boys,” he reminds her while standing back to his full height. “It’ll be the only nice thing they’ll have in awhile!”

Her face pales as her feet drag her back to the bathroom, hardly registering that she left the room in the first place. Knocking on the door once again, she merely shoves the clothes in Mako’s face before he can stick his hand out the open door. “Dinner will be ready in a bit,” she mechanically says, looking away. She turns back at Mako’s thanks, immediately regretting it because her eyes speak of conflicts louder than she can say, regret written on her face clearer than a sunny day, and she fears that he catches on. She opens and closes her mouth, unsure if she should tell them. Before she decides on an answer, she promptly shuts the door on him and returns to the kitchen to help her mother.

Hearing her mom’s upbeat humming with a large pink print donning her face as she sets the table nearly breaks Yn’s heart. How could she pick between her mother and these two boys she just barely met? How would there be any way to satisfy both parties? She sighs at the conflict, her shoulders sagging at the thought of being unable to do anything for both of them.

She begins filling the bowls with rice, her movements sluggish from dreading what will happen to Mako and Bolin. How will their opinion of her change? Will they forgive her? Will her mom forgive her if she makes the other two leave before her father could find their money, if they even had any? Was it like this every other time before?

She hated it. The feeling of being tugged between two equally wrong decisions; the feeling of seeing the surface of the water while chained to the bottom, only barely being able to have the tip of her nose reach the surface for air; both of which her body would readily succumb to the dark.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” She looks up from her spot to find her mother’s concerned face. “You’re piling the rice,” she says with a playful grin. She gently takes the bowl and rice scooper out of Yn’s hands, pushing the rice piled past the bowl’s rim back into the cooker. She can’t help but think her mom could have pushed it into the last remaining bowl instead.

She merely stares at her mom filling the last bowl, proceeding to frown at her mom. “Will you be eating tonight?” Yn’s voice comes out much smaller than she hoped, the lump in her throat making it hard for her to speak any louder.

Her mom stares blankly at her, pondering for a few brief seconds before concluding, “I would hope so. I made plenty for all of us.” Hope so. The fact that she had to think if she would eat, if she even got to, made Yn’s stomach lurch, stones piling in her abdomen, making it hard to filter out the guilt. “Those boys are nice. They should be able to take back any leftovers they want.” Her mom’s smile falters to a grimace, as if she was compensating them for their loss, for the misfortune she brought to them. At least she was doing something to balance the bad. What about Yn? What could she do? Her feet stay frozen to the ground, unmoving just like her problem.

“Mmm!! Smells so good!!” Bolin’s call from the hallway snaps her out of her reverie. His head pokes out from the corner shortly afterward, eyes darting until they finally land on the table. “Mako! There’s food!”

Bolin races to the seats at the round dining table with Mako shortly behind him, both unable to resist the enticing aromas of the meal and reach for their chopsticks, manners forgotten. Their mouths water at the sight of grilled fish and sauteed vegetables, and start piling it onto their bowls before scarfing it down with a wholehearted zeal that could light an entire town.

“Doesn’t it feel nice to eat without being stinky,” Yn teases with good nature as she approaches the table with her bowl in hand. Climbing onto her seat, she begins piling the food into her own bowl as well, making sure to sneak the vegetables she liked less into her mom’s bowl. Dinner is quiet, save for a few chuckles from her mom at how Bolin practically squeals in delight at every bite, the crisp ring from chopsticks hitting the ceramic bowls or plates, and the dull thud of the cups tapping the wooden table whenever someone drank from it.

This is nice, Yn thinks. She grins at the small smirk Mako gives Bolin when he puts more vegetables in his bowl, at the wide eyes that take up half of Mako’s face when her mom wipes the sauce off his mouth with a napkin, at Bolin’s little dancing when he thinks she didn’t notice he stole her favorite part of the fish from her bowl. It’s one of the more heartwarming dinners she hasn’t had in awhile, one where her mom’s eyes gleam from pure joy instead of unshed tears. The whole scene makes her almost forget about her dad, until she hears the doorknob shake.

And like a crack in glass, the screeching of Yn’s chair scraping against the floor as she abruptly stands, ruins the whole atmosphere. Everyone stops mid-bite as they stare at her escaping the table. Mako and Bolin carry on after sharing a look while her mom struggles to swallow her food.

Her feet slam against the floor, almost getting hit by the doorknob as it swings open. She cranes her neck to look at him in the eye, simply holding her hands out to gather his coat and hat for the second time that day.

His hollow chuckle does nothing to warm her as he says, “What? No bow this time, sweetie? Did you forget how to greet people at the door?” The smile playing on his lips a menace and an indicator of his good mood as he recalls how successful his catch this time is.

“No…” Almost shamefully, she bows slightly, her arms stiff as she brings them back to her side only to raise them again for his coat and hat. “Welcome back, father.”

She dashes off to his bedroom the moment she retrieves them, patting the jacket and emptying the pockets for any signs of coins or bills, only to come out with a few yuans. Making sure to take it, she wedges it between the wall and the back of her dresser in her own room for later.

She returns to the dinner table on time to see him seated between her chair and mother. The grilled fish she ate flops aggressively in her stomach when he mentions picking up money from his boss. A small bonus, he calls it. She catches Mako looking towards Bolin for a few brief seconds, eyes wary, at the amount.

About 1,300 yuans. It’s a whole lot more than the amount she found in her father’s coat.

Is that how much they had? How were they able to have so much money despite being orphans? Where were they able to hide that amount? How was he able to find it? Where is he hiding their money if it wasn’t in his coat?

Dinner is silent once again, yet the tension is enough to ruin her appetite. It doesn’t feel as heartwarming anymore, the table flooding with anxiety and defeat at the mere presence of her father. His attempt at small talk is choppy and near condescending. Mako’s posture had stiffened since her father sat down, but if the stoic expression resting on his face showed any discomfort at his tone, he didn’t say anything about it. His choice to make dry responses doesn’t deter her father, doesn’t stop the fact that they’re in his household, doesn’t hinder his good mood from robbing.

The plates are eaten clean with leftovers packed neatly into containers for Mako and Bolin to eat for tomorrow. Before they leave, Yn makes sure to carefully tuck the yuans she stole from her father’s coat earlier into the pockets of their washed clothes, leaving a messily scribbled note saying she was sorry. She returns the folded clothes to them just as they enter the carriage.

“Will I see you again?” It’s a stupid question, she thinks, yet she can’t help but be a little hopeful. Of course she can see them, but they might not want to see her again, especially once they find out their money was stolen.

“I don’t know. We don’t really have anywhere else to go, so maybe?” And it’s a naive response that’s bound to change soon enough.

Bolin’s face becomes the more dopey with every passing second he tries to stay awake, likely tired from digesting all the food he devoured. Once they secure their seats, Mako says their thanks as the carriage rides off. Yn watches it as it grows smaller and smaller in the distance, yet it does nothing to quell the growing guilt in her gut.

a/n: yall know I had to sneak in one last stinky before reaching the end of this chapter LOL i had to split this part AGAIN because it was too many words, and the next part will likely be the end of what i originally intended to have as part one,,, also updates may be slower from now since school is picking up the pace :(( anyway pls stay hydrated it’s like 100F where i am and it sucks

edit: i tweaked the last few paragraphs a bit bc it was a tad confusing since i wasn’t very clear with my wording, so i’m very sorry about that ;( also i hope any questions you guys have will be answered in next few updates!!

pt. i | pt. ii | pt. iv

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marveling-chrisevans · 4 years

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They Hate me || Chris Evans x Reader

Pairings: Chris Evans x Reader / Chris Evans x You

Warnings: slightly angsty, fully

Words Count: 1,519

Prompt: Requested by @just-trying-to-survive-marvel

Summary: Hey I saw that your asks where open! I was wondering if you could do a story or something about how you think that Chris's family hates you because of an off comment he made? If possible, could you have it have a happy ending? Thanks.

Tag-List: @patzammit @torntaltos @smoothdogsgirl

A/N: Hey guys, long time no writing, life has been nuts, I got a request and wanted to make that happen. My requests are open and im trying to get more into it again, I am still in school so they might take a little time, but I am happy to write or given a reason to take a break from it all. So I hope you enjoy this. It has been a while since ive written anything besides essays so sorry if this is a little rough around the edges

You always thought you were good at ‘‘ meeting the family’ every ex or friend where this station has come up they loved you, loved having you around. You still even talk to your first boyfriends mom as she was like a second mom growing up.

This is not something you had ever experienced.

You and Chris has been dating for awhile. Long enough thay y’all had moved in together to his place in Boston, you met the sisters and the brothers and got along swimmingly with them. You and Scott has your own inside jokes about how he can’t even walk without tripping on air.

You loved the family you had already met. Nit now you are in it for the big league. The parents the make or break of the relationship.

That day you had been nervous out of your mind. Pacing the house. “Chris what do I wear? Like jeans are to casual, a dress is it to formal! What about yoga pants?” You asked him as you basically pulled all of your clothes out of the closet and they were either on the floor next to you or scattered across the bed..

You just sat down in the middle of the mess feeling defeated when he walked in “hey it’s not a big deal it’s casual, we are just going to my parents for dinner. I love you and I know they are too. Okay, take a deep breath” he said kneeling in front of you resting his hand on the right side of your face in a comforting manner. You couldn’t help out close your eyes at his touch as you put your hand on his and melted into.

You took a deep breath and nodded “I’m just afraid they are going to hate me.” You admitted to him as you opened your eyes to look at his blue eyes gazing down at you

“Come on y/n they could never hate you” Chris said as he leaned down and kissed you softly “I love you the way you are and you make me fall more in love with you every day” he said back as he stood up”

You sighed “I know and I love you too I just know how much they mean to you, and I know if they hate me there isn’t much more that I can do and I’m afraid it’s going to end our relationship”

Chris sighed as he looked at you “ y/n/n that is not going to happen I can promise you they are going to love you, my siblings love you and that is the true test the parents thing is formability” he said back to you “take a breath seriously you are way into the thinking. This. Take a breath, go take a shower. Clear your mind” he said back to her and walked away. You nodded and then took a breath. You took his advice and went and got into the shower. A hot shower, letting the hot water run down your body as you heard it hit the floor you just concentrated on the sound and not the crushing anxiety you had about this evening. You got out of the shower, the both of you got ready, you had just decided on a simple dress and a shall, simple make up and your waved your hair. “you look amazing” Chris said as he smiled at you, and before you know it the two of you were in his car on the way to his parents house. You cleared your head and took a deep breath as you got out of the car when Chris opened it for you.

The two of you walked up to the door and his mother answered as if she was semi waiting for you guys to show up. “Chris” Lisa said excited to see her son and gave her son a hug, he of course hugged her back “mom this is y/n” He smiled as you went in for the handshake “oh no sweetheart we hug in this family” Lisa said as she went in for the hug, and then his dad appeared “Robert, this is y/n, Chris’s girlfriend” she said as he went for the handshake he wasn’t a hugger (i don’t know about them so?) The two of your went into the house, you offered to help Lisa but she said she had it handled. Soon after Getting there, you took a seat into the the living room when Shannon showed up with her kids. You caught up with her. After a little bit of times past you realized you hadn’t seen Chris in a second You hadn’t seen Chris in a about an hour so you went to go find him, but when you did you over heard a conversation he was having with his mom in the kitchen. “mom no! She has nothing to do with that!” Chris defended who you assumed was you. “well she is the only thing new in your life so of course she is the reason you missed it” Lisa replied back “Mom she is not the reason I missed that” Chris said again, thats all you needed to hear before you quickly finding the bathroom in the house and taking a seat on the ledge of the bathtub. You couldn’t let it get to you. You took a deep breath, at least you know they hate you, and they are not going to try and hide it. Get though this dinner and never speak about it again.

You walked out of the bathroom about five minutes later to run into his “hey I was looking for you dinner is done.. lets go eat” he said as he kissed your forehead and lead you to where the dining room is.

You nodded and followed him and took a seat next to him at the table you take the napkin putting it on your lap and following all the proper manners, you dint want them to hate you anymore than they did already The dinner felt a bit awkward as you answered questions about yourself and how you guys met and all of the millions questions. You helped clean up and wash the dishes I mean it was the east you can do.

You thank his parents for a great night, knowing the truth in your head even if they had bee pleasant with you that evening. You sat quite the entire ride back home.

Chris looked at you assuming it was just that you being tired and overwhelmed he looked over at you “ babe are you okay?” you nodded “yeah im okay, your parents hate me and that was not fun” she said back to him as she got out of the car and then walked into there home. Chris quickly followed you “aht do you mean they hate you? They loved you? Like you could you think they they hated you?” He wondered looking at you “what do you mean how can they blame me for you missing things, I heard you talking to your mom she blames me for you missing whatever it was” You replied back to him kinda annoyed “what no, oh you over heard that.. that was not thing about you” Chris sighed as he took your hands and walked you over to sit on your shared bed. “come here sit dow, it has nothing to do with you let me tell you what really happened.” HE asked you, as you sat down

He then told you about this wild story about how he missed his flight due to late filming in atlanta, and how he couldn’t get on another one to make some birthday part one of his nieces or nephews were having “see I told you nothing to do with you, my mom just asked” Chris said back to you. You were a little relived but were unsure if you really believed what he was telling you. A few weeks later Chris had left town to go film something, and you were there with the puppy all by yourself when you heard a knock at the door. You walked over and opened it to see Chris’s mom standing in the door way “im sorry Chris insn’t here” you said back to her “oh I know, I actually came to see you” Lisa smiled at you and gently put her hand on your arm “i was wondering if you wanted to hang out get lunch?” She questioned. You were taken back by that has you just had a sense that she hated you “uh sure?” You replied back to her with a small smile “oh good I was hoping you would say that, secretly don’t tell Chris this, but you are my favorite that he has brought home” Lisa smiled and hugged you “you are really the kind of girl we imagined for him.”

They all lived happily ever after, you and Chris got married a few years later, and had a kid and everything was magical

#Chris Evans #christopher robert evans #chris evans fanfiction #Chris Evans fandom #chris evans x reader #chris Evans x reader #Chris Evans x you #Chris Evans imagines #Chris Evans fluff #Chris evans x ofc #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x original female character #captain america #Steve rodgers #Defending Jacob #Knives out

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witch-of-ren · 3 years

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hi!! I saw your post titled "Hades' library" and was wondering if you've read anymore books with him since then? im a huge book reader and a Hades devotee that's trying to get back onto better devotionals for him since ive been struggling, so I thought I'd share that w him :) is the night circus good? id love more recs, im more into fiction books but anything u got I can try!! tysm

Hi!

I have not read anymore books with him, or even finished Night Circus. I’ve been struggling to really get into books recently and reading has seemed like a chore rather than something fun for me recently. BUT that doesn’t mean that I don’t have a ton of books to recommend. I got carried away, so they’re under the cut. :P

The Night Circus, for one. It’s very good! Erin Morgenstern is one of my favorite authors and that book is beautifully done. It has magic, mystery, romance...pretty much everything you could ask for. Including POC cast (Tsukiko being one of my favorites) and LGBT characters. “The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.”

Next up...The Starless Sea. Another Erin Morgenstern book. I daresay this was better than The Night Circus. Again, POC cast and LGBT. The main romance is LGBT and done very well. Mystery, magic, witchcraft...it’s got a wonderful plot. I read it all in two days, the majority in one sitting and it felt like coming out of a deep sleep when I was done. One of the tattoos I plan to get is going to be related to that book. “Strange, isn’t it? To love a book. When the words on the pages become so precious that they feel like part of your own history because they are. It’s nice to finally have someone read stories I know so intimately.”

It’s been awhile since I’ve read it, but Even the Darkest Stars (Heather Fawcett) was a good one. It has a sequel now and I keep meaning to read it. Another fantasy one. Magic, witches, demons, adventures. This is similar to the Grishaverse (Shadow and Bone series/Six of Crows) with its setting and some of the magic, but there’s some solid differences. The ending made me mad but I think it sets up the sequel well. “I wanted to push against the world and feel it push back.”

The Deep by Rivers Solomon is a short novel, perhaps one would call it a novella. It’s POC centered and it has an intense storyline. LGBT if I remember, too. Gorgeous story about mermaids who descended from African people thrown overboard on slave ships as they came to America. “What does it mean to be born of the dead? What does it mean to begin?”

While we’re talking about mermaids, here’s my plug for the Waterfire Saga (starting with Deep Blue). It’s actually really good and I adored reading it. I think I read through the whole series in one sitting while I was sick once. “One is not born knowing how to lead, one learns.”

These next few are going to be more in the realistic fiction, young adult fiction genre but there’s a reason for each. A piece of what, personally, working with Hades is supposed to mean and what he can represent in a relationship.

My Fairy Godmother is A Drag Queen (David Clawson). It’s a new take on an old fairytale in a modern age, but the message underlying is to be yourself and be that unapologetically. And that money and fame don’t buy happiness. It’s a humorous book and I really need to read it again. “I just felt like . . . me. And whatever “me” meant, that was perfectly fine and absolutely enough. Everyone should feel that kind of peace and self-acceptance far more often than I think most of us do.”

Starfish by Akemi Dawn Bowman (I’d say any of her books besides Infinity Courts, since that’s a different genre, but there’s two I’d like to talk about in particular). This book features POC cast. I believe Kiko, the protag, is half Japanese and half white? The message here is similar to the one above, but it deals more with breaking away from the trauma added on to expectations or an external force. I saw a lot of my relationship with my step-grandmother in this story and I sent a copy to my cousin. We both learned and grew and healed from this story and the lesson taught. “I want to find self-worth without needing it to come from someone's approval.”

Summer Bird Blue (Akemi Dawn Bowman). This one is a lot heavier, topic wise. And actually, it’s really fitting for me at the moment. The main character loses her sister and has to figure out life without her. She goes through a period where she loses touch with her music, one of the most important things to her. It’s written partly in Pidgin (a mix of English and Hawaiian) so good luck, but it’s a beautiful story of healing and recovering from losing your other half. “Grief is a monster - not everyone gets out alive, and those who do might only survive in pieces. But it's a monster that can be conquered, with time.”

Broken Things (Lauren Oliver) Murder mystery! Uncovering the truth and laying an old friend to rest. But with drama and healing. It’s told really well and the ending caught me so off guard. I usually can’t read murder mysteries because I always guess the ending and am disappointed when I’m right. Couldn’t have guessed this one. “That’s the thing about hearts. They don’t get put back together, not really. They just get patched. But the damage is still there.”

Finally...They Both Die at The End (Adam Silvera). Coming to terms with the inevitable end of life. This book follows to characters who know they’re going to die. LGBT romance in here as well. It’s a wild ride of a book and well, the title is completely true. There’s dealing with guilt, regret, anxiety, and other feelings that someone on their deathbed would usually have. “Maybe it's better to have gotten it right and been happy for one day instead of living a lifetime of wrongs.”

I hope that gives you some ideas! Some of these deal with really heavy topics, so please look into that just to be sure so you’re not caught off guard.

- Ren

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birdybirdnerd · 3 years

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Hello! You might not read this, but I just wanted to ask you if you remember one of the stories you wrote on AO3? It's Somewhere else, the Stanley Parable fanfic you wrote from 2016-2018. I just wanted to ask you if you are ever going to continue it, since you haven't been updating it for years, but I've seen many people asking on ao3 if you ever will continue it. You never answered them, so I suppose you never got them in the first place, which is why I wanted to contact you here, since you seem to be very active here on Tumblr. I don't know what's going on in your life, you might be having a 3 year old writer's block, or you might have some problems in your personal life. In that case, take as much time as you need with your break. But, it would be very nice if you actually decided to continue writing it after all these years, because its honestly my #1 favourite fanfic that I've ever read, to be honest. If you don't want to continue, then I can like, get off of anon and write it instead of you? Sorry if this seems desparate or something, but honestly I would feel pretty bad if it was just discontinued forever.

oh man, no it doesnt sound desperate at all. if i were in your place id totally be the same way like, did i die?? have i abandoned it??

if im gonna be real with you, i kinda... didnt realize its been so long. i hit a bit of a writers block yeah and knew it was gonna be a longer one, then Life Happened. i moved across the country at the start of 2020 and then, well. 2020 happened. ive been struggling to pick up the pieces throughout it and honestly its crossed my mind occasionally that i should really get back into writing somewhere else, but Life Keeps On Happening, and it wasnt really till just now that i realized huh. its been almost three years since i touched that fuckin story

its not discontinued!! no way in hell, ive got too many plans for that and i love tsp too much for that. its honestly one of my favorite stories ive written. every once in awhile when i need a pick me up i go look at this rad fuckin art shades_u_ on instagram made and scream a little happy scream bc GENUINELY one of the greatest things thats ever happened to me

anyways yeah long story short Tee Ell Dee Arr im deffo gonna pick somewhere else back up because im miss my boys but life is hard

#personal #ask #anonymous #god i miss tsp so much... ultra deluxe when #also side note it took me ten miutes of scouring insta before giving up and searching how to find my liked posts on there #then five minutes trying to find the buttons the guide said before realizing instas updated since then #to find the fuckin art post i linked asdfhasjdf im a mess #somewhere else

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justalitlecreacher · 4 years

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I’m here to prove that Andrew Garfield’s portrayal of Spider-man/peter parker in The Amazing Spider-Man is objectively the best love action adaptation of the character. In this essay I will....(yes this is really happening)

Edit: 10/20/20- i want to indulge myself in spiderman content but finding non mcu spiderman content is exhausting so imma update this instead

TL;DR

Andrew Garfield is my favorite of the 3 Spider-Man actors. TAS’s Peter is more fun and dynamic than the cookie cutter “shy introverted nerd that has a crush on a girl who’s way out of his league” Peter in Tobey Maguire’s movies. I enjoy Tom Holland’s portrayal of the character, but hate the way Disney has written the movies. I enjoy the characters, plot, and humor of The Amazing Spider-Man far more than the other 2, and i deeply wish we had gotten the third movie with the canon BIder-Man of Andrew’s (and my) dreams.

[DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NOT SEEN THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN 2 OR ANY MCU SPIDERMAN MOVIES OUTSIDE OF CLIPS AND REVIEWS ITS ALSO BEEN A VERY HOT MINUTE SINCE IVE SEEN A TOBEY MAGUIRE MOVIE]

Characterization

Most arguments against Andrew Garfield’s Spidey( AG’s from now on) begin and ends with “he was a good Spider-Man but a bad Peter Parker”. This references an outdated post comparing all three Spidey actors.(Id attach the image here but i dont want the post to be too long(thats a lie this is so long what am i doing with my life)) The post also claims that Tobey played a good Peter and a poor Spidey; and that Tom is good at both “roles”.(Honestly I think it seems silly that this seems obey the “third time’s the charm” rule but thats just me). Most people using this seem to be Tobey stans who have forgotten or ignored the rest of the post funnily enough, but the ones that go further into the WHY AG is a poor Peter are also incorrect. This argument also ignores the idea that there can be more than one version of Peter Parker which is blatantly incorrect. Just look at Into the Spiderverse or the PS4 game; these provide 4(5 if you count the pig) versions of Peter themselves, and that doesnt even include the comics.

Arguments that go further in depth claim that the AS Peter is too cool or well liked by his peer to be a “true” Peter Parker. The evidence for this seems to be that Peter has a skateboard.(which what? didnt realize that having a skateboard would instantly make you cool brb guys). Adding to that i dont really see where people get the idea that Peter is popular or well liked. While looking for complaints i found this qutoe from reddit(theyve since deleted it looks like but i’ll add a link in the notes) “He's angsty, pretty socially awkward, has an aptitude for science, and is kind of an outsider. He gets bullied by Flash and he gets his ass kicked after trying to stand up to Flash. He isn't a "cool" person in any way (until the ending, in which he's best buds with Flash, so I'll give you that). While Maguire is more accurate to the 60s comics where Peter in high school is just a fucking loser with basically no friends, in the ultimate comics, Peter is more of the kid who has a small amount of friends, but isn't popular.”. Honesty i fully agree with this because once again, other versions of a character are allowed to exist. You can dislike one version, but its silly to dislike something for not being exactly like another thing.

Ive also heard that Peter isnt “nerdy enough” in this movie which really doesnt make any sense considering the entire plot happens because Peter was looking into some of his parents’ research. If he wasn't interested in looking further into his father’s work what reason would he have to go to Oscorp where he’s bitten by the spider? Why would he have become Dr. Conner’s assistant? If he wasn’t intelligent how did he develop the web shooters?(something that Tobey!Peter doesn't have to do out of plot convenience might i add).

Another complaint i see is that the quips he uses in the movie(the first one specifically it seems) makes him seem like an asshole. Honestly thats a fair complaint, but i think its a good bit of characterization; espcially if he does get better about it in the second movie like the internet suggests.The Peter in this movie is a rightfully angsty teen; of course he acts a bit of an ass to criminals(also i feel like its important to mention that he’s like that to criminals? its not like hes being a dick for no reason).

Compare this with the Tobey Maguire(TM) movies. Like i said i haven’t seen these in awhile but as far as i’m aware TM’s Peter doesn't really do anything particularly nerdy in the film? I may have forgotten something( ok in the scene before he gets bitten he knows a cool spider fact) but he doesn’t have to invent the web-shooters because they came with his powers and he’s only at Oscorp in the first place because it’s a school field trip that he appears to be taking photos for. This Peter does fit the definition of outcast(friendless and bullied for it), but honestly i just dont like him. He’s weird and something about the character makes me feel like i should be a little grossed out every time he looks at MJ at the beginning of the movie.

I honestly don’t have any complaints for Tom Holland’s(TH’s)Spidey. Tom is a great actor and from what ive seen i enjoy his portrayal of the character.( He made me cry when i character i actively dislike died).

Story

I cant really say much for TAS story. It’s interesting but nothing special really. However, there is one scene that i don’t think i’ve seen anything like since( the closest would probably be the train scene in the original trilogy).

The crane scene. Early in the film Peter saves a boy from a car that has fallen off of a bridge, and at the end of the movie this becomes relevant again when it is uncertain that Peter will be able to get to the lizard to stop him in time.(as Peter is already injured and pretty far from the lizard’s location). The boy’s father is then revealed to be a construction worker who recognizes that Spider-man is going to need help to get to the lizard; he remembers how Spider-Man saved his son and organizes the rest of the construction workers to build a path out of crane arms for SM to swing from. All of them are putting themselves in danger by not evacuating, but SM’s actions in the first act of the film motivate them to do what’s right.

I love this scene primarily because it highlights something that i think is a really important part of Spider-Man’s character; his connection to the people he saves. SM is often shown interacting with and chatting with the people he has saved after the fact. One comic shows Peter accidentally scaring some bullies and then taking the time to ride the bus to school with them to continue their conversation and educate the students on bullying.( There’s definitely more but this is off the top of my head).

Another scene in TAS that i love is shortly before the crane scene when Peter is originally attempting to make his way across the city to stop the lizard, and he is shot down by the police. They manage to unmask him before Peter comes to his senses( he had just been shot and fallen pretty far out of the sky in his defense). From there Peter is able to deal with the police while keeping any of them from getting a good look at his face. The one cop he cant take out happens to be Gwen Stacey’s father who had previously had an argument with Peter about Spider-Man(Peter obviously on SM’s side and Mr. Stacey against SM). Peter turns and allows Captain(?) Stacey to see his face. I believe that this is an example of an unwilling identity reveal done right. i really enjoyed this moment because Peter had just shown that he likely could have gotten out of this encounter with his identity in tact as he had just taken down however many men. This implies that it was an active choice on Peter’s end to trust that Captain Stacey would ultimately do the right thing and allow Peter to go fight the Lizard, rather than a final desperate attempt to get away unscathed. Whether or not this interpretation of the scene is correct or not it still gives the character a bit more agency than some versions have done with their identity reveals.

In Spider-Man 2 Peter starts to lose his powers because he’s having internal conflict about wether or not he should be Spider-Man. Honestly thats kinda neat and i might want to give that a rewatch. As for the one i have seen i don’t have any complaints. I do however prefer the way that Peter was bitten in TAS because it was a result of him poking around where he shouldn’t’ve been rather than him just happening to be standing in the right place for a spider to land on him.

Onto TH’s movies; the way Disney has treated Spidey in the MCU is why TH’s is my least favorite version of the character. I feel like too much of the story revolves around Iron Man; Iron Man made Peter’s suit and equipment, Iron Man introduces Peter to the MCU(via blackmail but thats another rant for another annoyingly long post), its Iron Man that “makes” Spidey in this universe rather than Spidey being self-made. In Homecoming(which remember i havent seen outside of clips so bear with me) most of the conflict is cause directly or indirectly by Tony’s refusal or inabilty to communicate with the teenager he’s meant to be mentoring

For one the entire incident with the ferry could have very easily been avoided had Tony bothered to communicate with Peter enough to tell him that the situation was being taken care of. On top of that at the moive’s climax Peter is shown trying to get in contact with Happy(from what ive picked up isnt he a chauffeur? like idk his deal i just know he’s someone Peter got pawned off onto after Civil War). Peter even goes as far as to somehow hack into Happy’s phone(i think thats what happened it was a weird tech thing that shouldve been a red flag that the call was important though) but instead of listening; Peter is ignored. If this was a different kind of movie Peter literally could have died and itd be the fault of Happy and Tony like..... A large portion of conflict comes from characters being incompetent and not communicating and thats just poor storytelling.

Before this turns too much into an anti mcu rant id also like to say that the way they did Civil War was really dumb considering that Peter defects to Cap’s side in the comics, but whatever.

Also i loathe the way they handled the identity reveal at the end of Far From Home. With MCU movies most people know to expect an end credits scene by now, but typically that scene is not important to understand what’s happening in the films; they just aren’t important. Putting an identity reveal here makes it seem significantly less important than it is. On top of that i dislike their use of J Jonah Jameson for this scene.

JJJ is a character who has been repeatedly shown to have a genuinely good heart. All of his anger comes from a place of love for his city(he even says this hemself in the ps4 game when May writes in to tell him that he needs help). He hates Spider-Man because SM reminds him of the masked man who killed his wife; JJJ has never been able to get past that( and Peter’s antagonism of him definitely doesnt help) However, JJJ has been shown to care for people; he has a son who he often brags about, and one comic shows that JJJ is paying Peter for “amateur” quality photos because he knows that Peter is having a hard time and “just need some help”. JJJ has even learned Peter’s identity before and kept his secret for him(seriously though i cant remember the name of the comic but its defiantly worth the read), and in the original trilogy when Goblin threatens JJJ he claims that he doesn’t know who sends in the photos of Spidey because he does it via email( this is a lie). The MCU will have a very difficult time convincing me that JJJ would ever out a teenager’s identity and put him in danger like that. It goes too far against his character.(this could be hypocritical of me to say considering how i just insisted that multiple versions of a character can exist but whatever ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

This is accidentally turning into an MCU rant but id also like to say that i hate the lack of a TH!Spidey origin movie because it gives you no motivaion for Peter becoming SM or explanation of his powers; most people will know these things but if youre unfamiliar with the character its bound to be confusing(and im a sucker for origin movies)

#long post #spiderman #andrew garfield #The Amazing Spider Man #mcu crit #j jonah jameson #can you tell i care a lot?#cause i do #rant #ramble #this was not proofred #like at all #see theres a typo in that tag!#i would apologize but im not sorry

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rosyredlipstick · 6 years

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You mentioned you loved YOI and read some good fanfic for it!! Would you mind recommending me some, maybe..?? :')

This took longer then I meant but im real serious bout my yoi fics. gets kinda long so under the cut!

Okay currently the fics im obsessed with -

Fics I rec:

The princess diaries au that has me SCREAMING WITH EVERY UPDATE OMG it has such an amazing aesthetic and plot and i ADORE all the characters and this victor???? Wow. amazing.

Seek those who fan your flames by @ebenroot

summary :

Yuuri gets hand-delivered a black-print T-shirt by one of his bodyguards on Friday. There’s a small sticky note attached to the collar in Victor’s handwriting that reads: ‘Our new band shirt! Logo is still a work in progress. Name too. But it’s a start! Let me know what you think after school. - Victor’

There’s a heart next to his name that is hastily scribbled out. Then another heart next to that one, like Victor decided to put it in anyways.

Yuuri thinks he’s in love.

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in which Yuuri is a teenager that’s actually a prince, and Victor is a teenager with a band that just wants to listen to rock music with him

i love yurio here’s a fic with him prominently i love it

along with the popular fandom troupes of pining viktor and secretly caring yurio, there’s the troupe of yuuri being a beautiful idiot without realizing it i love them all

in wine we trust by @fireblazie

summary:

Yuri peers into the expanse of the apartment and finds a single, flickering light in the kitchen. He stealthily tiptoes across the floor with the baseball bat clutched tightly in his fists, only to find that, what the hell, this bastard is actually fucking raiding his fridge.

“That’s my pirozhki, asshat!” he snarls, ready to swing his bat when the intruder turns around.

Shit, Yuri thinks. It’s Beautiful International Student Yuuri Katsuki.

IM A BITCH FOR OFFICE AUS. LIKE. OH MY GOD.

I seriously adore everyone in this fic. Omg. ive read it so many times at this point it’s unbelievable. Wow.

the season of the spirits by counterheist / @kixboxer

summary:

Yuuri wakes up to one hell of a headache, a tie he doesn’t recognize knotted around his wrist, and two fistfuls of banknotes cradled to his chest.

An AU about cubicles, and the people who work in them.

THIS IS CURRENTLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS EVER IT’S A STAR TREK AU MY GOOOOOOD I LOVE IT!!!!

everything here is amazing omg captain viktor and first officer yuuri with heavy heavy pining omggggggg yaaaas

To Boldly Go by @xyloophones

summary:

“Yuuri!” Viktor calls. “I’ve come to rescue you!”

Yuuri stares at him blankly. He gestures to the various unconscious space pirates with his recently discharged phaser.

“Oh, Captain,” he deadpans. “Save me.”

Or:

A year in the life of badass science officer Yuuri Katsuki, Captain Viktor “Team Mom” Nikiforov, and simultaneously the best crew and worst crew in Starfleet history.

ok so this next fic isnt finished BUT it’s the funniest fic i’ve ever read in this fandom. omfg. i was laughing so hard at every chapter pls read. it’s a speed dating au AND IT’S HILARIOUS also there’s phichit\seung-gil in this which i didn’t even know was a thing\didn’t ship UNTIL THIS FIC IT’S JUST A SIDE PAIRING BUT I LOOOOVE IT AND BOTH OF THEM

Speed Dating (Let’s Take it Slow) by @apalettefullofyou

summary:

“Why like this?” Yuuri asks, breaking the silence.

Phichit grins. “Because desperate times call for desperate measures. And if you haven’t noticed, we’re desperate.“

Tired of watching Georgi mull over his recent breakup, Viktor and the gang take him speed dating, hoping one of the twenty-something strangers could help fill the hole in his heart.

Now if only he could stop crying.

u like royal au?????? am i bout to blow your MIND

this is THE royal fic. so so so good. gods. the characterization. the pining. the povs. everyone is written so well OH MY GOD ITS SO GOOD.

The Rules for Lovers by @adreamingsongbird

Prince Yuuri Katsuki has a duty to his country, above all else (his desires, his dreams, and his happiness included), and he knows this alliance will help to ensure the safety of his people. That’s the only reason he accepts Prince Nikiforov’s hand in marriage. The pleasant surprise, of course, is the part where they fall in love along the way. The unpleasant one, well…

That’s a long story.

I went through a superheroes phase and this fandom is the best enabler. Pls check out this superhero series, like, even if you’re not that big of a fan. It’s so wonderful throughout and intriguing and god, the plot sucks you in so well. The characters and their powers are handled so well and tbh im so invested

The Yuuri!!! On fire series by @hinatella

Summary:

A detailed exposé of what working with an ex-villain is like, as told by a very distraught Yuuri Katsuki. (P.S.: it isn’t the fact that he’s an ex-villain that Yuuri is close to losing his mind.)

so! cute! domestic life after yuuri and viktor move back to russia!! so cute!!! omg!!!!

Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg by @lucycamui

summary:

In which Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg and Victor discovers just how distracting living with him can be.

Alternatively titled, How Many Ways Can Victor Hurt Himself? or Idiots in Love

Authors I advise to immediately read everything they produce because fUCK

Ebenroot - they wrote the princess diaries fic above but jfc. Jfc. there’s so much more. They’re doing a fairy tale au that i scream into a pillow every time it updated. Everything they write is just so purely GOOD dear GODS

Xylophones i recced their star trek series above BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE! They did a halloween week of fics that im still obsessed with (GO READ MOONSTRUCK PLEASEEEE!!!) so there’s a ton more to check out!!!

Thehandsingsweapon / @handsingsweapon *opens coat* u want some wonderfully developed characters? Some of that good character development shit?? The best parents i’ve ever read for sir victor nikiforov?????? Literally please read these fics for the pure existence of victor’s wonderful lesbian mothers. God. its all i want in life and i have to live vicariously through these fics.

Spookyfoot / @spookyfoot if for some odd reason you dont have the time/will to read 30 wonderful yoi fics, for the love of god please read their spy/mistaken identity fic. God please. It’s been months since i got the notification email for it and i STILL LAUGH FROM THE THOUGHT OF IT. so good. im in love.

okay okay, it’s sunday night and im using this to stall doing my homework but i should go now. let me know if you want anymore!! lol it might take awhile for me to finally answer the ask but ill get to it!!!

#fic recs #yuri on ice #yoi #my asks #anon #rosy answers

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terranoctis · 3 years

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epic iv

Here follows spoilers, lingering in the dark with another list of stories I’ve consumed.

1. The Song Of Achilles by Madeleine Miller

I’ve heard a spectrum of comments about this story for years, most things good. I studied Latin for three years in high school, so I’ve translated more parts of the Iliad than I wanted to as a teenager. But now that years have passed, I have a fondness for classical texts like the Iliad that I couldn’t have had then when it was my homework. Though I’ve forgotten much of my Latin nowadays, I do remember the story of Aeneas somewhat--and by connection, fragments of Achilles’ story. The ending of this story did not come as a surprise to me, because it’s a story most will know if they have some familiarity with classical Latin literature. Even so, the novel is still a great read when one knows the ending. If anything, there’s a kind of beauty in knowing the end and taking in the views along the way.

Though there are prophecies in the original texts, like one that I believe where it was foretold Achilles would die at Troy, this story specifically uses the prophecies to foreshadow the kind of ending we already know will come. From Patroclus being promised to fight for Helen to Achilles being the fated warrior and dying after Hector...We’re privy to these storms coming down the road, but we’re also living in this moment of Patroclus seeing the most humane sides of Achilles. Achilles, by all means, is a flawed human, but that’s what makes this story so much more compelling. His pride is what sets most of the ending arc in motion, as it is his grief that brings the story to its penultimate end. It’s a Greek tragedy, and a story of love between two men who are seen as anything as but in many interpretations of their relationship.

And really, what’s the most refreshing is that it’s written from Patroclus’ perspective. He is a character who doesn’t have a voice as much in these stories, as a man at Achilles’ side. It’s also, if one might add, a good friends to lovers story (*winks terribly*). It is though, a stronger focus on the relationship between the two than anything else. Though Miller still does a good job at illustrating the world around the pair, the story is hyper-focused on the two.

I personally don’t think I enjoyed the story as much as it was lauded (I’ve been seeing rave reviews for years), but I very much still understand why it was lauded and liked the novel. I would like to read Miller’s other story Circe now because I think her way of writing would make the story of a witch that much more compelling. I think I may have to also re-read the Iliad, only if because I’m curious to see how it would make think about this story if I remembered more of the classical text. Even though I have some criticisms, it boils down to the fact that I enjoyed this novel. You cannot deny the beauty of the writing.

2. A Deadly Education by Naomi Novik

It’s hard to put my feelings on this novel into sensible terms. I was trying to make sense of whether I actually liked the book or not, and it came down to the fact that I did even though it felt like the book was trying very hard to be something more substantive than it was. That isn’t to say it’s not a good book, or that it is a great book. It is a fun read, for what it is. I believe it is a fun book, much more so than Novik’s other books I’ve read that kind of follow a relatively more serious plot in worlds she seems to have stronger footing in. It’s clear to me and one that should be noted in case there are comparisons--this novel seems markedly intended to be marketed towards a younger age group than Uprooted and Spinning Silver. This world also takes place on Earth, unlike previous novels, so there are significantly more modern references and writing that evokes our modern world. In turn, I think it opens up to more criticisms because it will be comparable to our society, which in turns up some issues I’ll mention further in this post. If anything, I feel slightly terrible that there will be comparisons made regardless of the author’s intent to Harry Potter for any who have read that series. J.K. Rowling doesn’t have the sole authorship of magical schools in fiction, but the comparison is there because it’s the most prominent ones in most readers’ minds.

Before I proceed further, there have been controversies over Novik’s writing of race in this novel. I did not take issue personally, as an Asian American, with depictions of Asians in this novel. That being said, I am not of the specific descent with which it could be taken as offensive, and so in reading the text, my personal stake in the depiction would have lessened any perceived offense in it. Take my opinion with a grain of salt, and please understand that I do empathize with those who are offended. I understand why people may take issues with Yi Liu as a name, and I particularly understand why descriptions of hair associated with race (i.e., locs, El’s hair as someone of Indian descent) being written in terms of being “dirty,” may particularly be offensive. Though the latter was related to how the scholomance, or the school, has maleficara that will attack any students and hair was a bad idea in the school in general because it’s an easy way for them to get attacked--I can understand why even that connotation (that I don’t think Novik ever intended) could be extremely problematic. It’s not okay the loc description was connotated that way, if you reread that section, and it’s something I hope she learns in future books. That being said, I do think much of the criticism is unfair. Novik is not tone-deaf as I’ve read in other writers. She is working to describe a more diverse world even if it’s not the strongest way to do so. I think it should be noted the bullies in her story are establishment, rich kids. The loc description is the worst of her offenses, but it’s something a writer is learning and reprimanded for (not hated on, as I’ve been seeing in some reviews). Novik works to write a diverse world, which is something markedly more than what many white writers in magical schools have done--and that effort is something that should be commended. I mentioned earlier Rowling. Simply compare the student body of Novik’s world to Rowling’s Hogwarts to see what I mean about diversity. I sincerely hope she takes the constructive criticisms of this novel to improve in the next one, because I sincerely think she can be better and will be.

The story definitely focuses on the grim side of magic, with larger-than-life stakes when it comes to survival and becoming accomplished students. Even the most minute details like eating lunch are filled with danger, to which all these students have acclimated to. Nonetheless, as a story led with teenage protagonists, there’s very much a sense of cliques and popularity that correlate directly to their survival and futures.

It’s interesting that El’s foil is everyone’s favorite hero and her new best himbo friend, Orion Lake. (It also made me giggle, because one of my characters is named Orion, and he’s the complete opposite of the Orion in this book) Orion is immediately likable to everyone, but he’s being used while El is disliked and refuses to be used by anyone. They’ve both never been quite treated as a normal person or friend by anyone, so their unlikely friendship is the core of this story. Quite frankly, the story shines the most when these two are working together to do whatever they need to. A review I read remarked upon their relationship as the amazing friendship of a himbo and his intelligent best friend, and it made me laugh because it’s so true and it’s fun to read.

El’s nature as someone shunned makes her want to shun everyone else and build alliances. It’s nice, for one, that she builds an alliance of other anti-establishment people at the costing of shunning establishment people, depending on how you look at it. It assumes though that all establishment people are bad, and maybe it’s my hesitance on that which makes me hesitant on liking El. Nonetheless, that’s kind of the joy of a flawed character. She’s allowed to make mistakes and reassess them as her experiences go on. We see that in her gradual interactions with Clara, and that’s a credit to the writing, no matter how minimal those interactions are so far.

Overall, I do think the book is a fun read. The execution of the writing, in El’s attitude at times to the glaring problems of depiction mentioned earlier, are the flaws in this story. Nonetheless, the dialogue and the interactions between these kids still make it a fun ride. It’s not exactly my favorite book on magic, but an enjoyable one nonetheless.

3. The Space Between Worlds by Micaiah Johnson

Where do I even start with this one? I think I was drawn from the very first chapter. It’s a refreshing and beautifully-woven take on the multi-verse, in ways that I think I would love to see a film or TV adaptation on this. A multi-verse is a subject matter that interests me, but it’s also the way this novel was written that truly sells it for me. This might be one of my favorite novels I’ve read in awhile. It’s not a perfect novel (what novel is?), but I thoroughly enjoyed it.

The story is not only a depiction of multi-verses, but also a discussion on how the conditions of your environment can dictate much of who you become. It opens in an interesting way, showing that the only people who can become traversers, or travelers through multi-verses, are those who are dead in that world. That is why Cara is a traverser, because she’s dead on almost every world they’ve discovered. She only survived by a different choice or a different means of life on this one, when the conditions of how she was raised with a poor mother, generally killed her on most worlds. The multi-verse in this story is not only just for the exploration side of things, but also a commentary on classism and social constructs. It’s what makes this story stand out. All good science fiction novels for me are a commentary on something very human, and in this case, it’s the result of how little choices or even little factors can factor in someone surviving or not. Cara’s a survivor, and there are twists that are introduced throughout the story that continually took me off-guard, when generally, I can sort of guess some twists for most stories I read nowadays. It’s a testament to how well-written the story is from Cara’s POV.

At first, I felt the last third of the novel was not as strong as the first two-thirds, but the more I think about it from a thematic standpoint, the more I do like it and the ending, at least in terms of Cara and Dell. I’m not certain I enjoy the ambiguity of what happens with Adam Brosch, our main antagonist, and his brother. That being said, I sort of understand where the author wanted to go with this. We only have one world to live with sometimes, so might as well live the best one with the brother we do have and the world we can control. At least, that’s one take on it. One doesn’t forget the atrocities of such men’s crimes, however.

The longing between Cara and Dell is quite beautiful as well. I do feel the writer put them in at times with a romantic connection that was a glowing bright light at all times, which I have my issues with, but some loves can be like that and I respect that. It doesn’t always read the best though, but for the purposes of this novel, I think it suffices and weaves in beautifully when tied to traversers. There’s a kind of haunting way in which Cara understands that on every world, she’s afraid of her abusive ex and his brother (who turns out to be her boss in this main world). There’s an even more beautiful meaning in Cara thinking that in every world, she's drawn to Dell. It takes on a different mean when you think about who you are in multiple, divergent universes and think that perhaps there is one constant factor to it with someone you love. I think it’s telling that the author ended on that note, about a couple who probably wouldn’t have worked out on any other universe because the space between them was so vast. But that it existed in just one world, with them, meant more than anything and that it was precious. In the end, the story closes to multiple worlds and talks lovingly about the possibility and hope in this one. It closes with Cara’s vision of herself with Dell, despite everything that has happened and may happen to her--and that this one out of all the infinite worlds means significantly more to her.

I also wanted to note that the author’s dedication at the end of the novel, right after the words that Cara narrates in her vision of her future with Dell, is touching. I don’t mean to read into the author’s intent, but I can’t help but feel in a good way that the story sort of takes on another meaning with that dedication. I admire that kind of affection, that I can only imagine to an extent she wrote for someone else she left unnamed. I guess, after all, I do want love stories in my fantasy and science fiction novels. I’m not surprised exactly.

When it comes down to it, I’m also a ruthless romantic at times. This is the kind of story that makes me want to write more and more.

#personal #.chrysalis.#reading and ramblings

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targsdaenerys · 7 years

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let me tell you all a story. a story of my experience with ouat.

2012.

in fourth grade, i was watching american idol. during commercials, i viewed a promo consisting of a dragon and unicorns. now, at the time, unicorns were my ver y favorite, so of course, i was intrigued. i told my mom that i heard about a show with unicrons, but that i didnt know what it was called. she told me how she had heard of it and wanted to check it out. after watching the season one interviews between red and snow, she believed it was too old for me. i agreed. no unicorns. not what i was expecting.

2013.

a year passes. fifth grade was a blur, and all i know is that we went to disney. i had no idea what would change since then.

2014.

my friends are suddenly starting to talk about this kid’s eyebrows. how they are “so hot” and “sexy”. she showed me a picture off of robbie kay’s instagram and i laughed. ha, peter pan? whatever.

but then, it started to reoccur each monday, they would talk about it. i actually started to look forward to monday lunch periods. i begged them to discuss what they thought of the episode. once again, i was intrigued.

so of course, i wanted to see what the fuss was about. whats this big deal with peter pan? and who the hell’s rumple after only a few clips, i suddenly loved snow and charming. i needed more. i needed to watch.

so i tried. desperately. i only had an ipad, and was unaware it was on netlfix, so i tried to watch the first episode of the series by typing in “once upon a time season 1 episode one online free to any platform.i actually was able to find it and went in excitedly the next day to tell my friends. that was when i learned it was on netflix and thati could not wait to get home and watch it. so i did. but the thing is, i was only there for snow and charming scenes. i literally only skipped to their scenes. thats how i watched the show.

but then, as i was scrolling around youtube one day looking forsscenes for them, i came across “Emma and Hook Kiss scene” my frirst thought? it was between “ew”and “serioulsy?”

i watched it anyway.

and to behonest, it was kind of just a “okay, that happened” kind of thing. it wasnt until my friend told me after the season 3 finle that emma and hook kissed again before i got alitle excited. not much more, though.

then months pass, and suddenly, scrolling around netflix, i come across the hunger games. i held a grudge against the series since it became big with the popular group in my school that year. but i was thirsty for romance. and i heard it had some.

and thats how i fell in love with everlark. one night. the next morning i started following pages on instagram. i look up the ship on googlge. and tumblr posts pop up. i make a tumblr.

i start to follow pages on there with everlark, but then i start to see things on both platforms. emma and hook. and then, i slowly started to fall in love. not much. i just watch a couple of their scenes during season three, come across their second kiss. getting really, really excitated for the fourth season.

at the point, i had written about two everlark fanfictions. i wanted to write one about emma and hook, but i had no i dea how. or what .

but then tumblr inspired me. to the point where i started to freak out over every episode no matter how small the scenes were. in october of seventh grade, i wrote my first captain swan fanifction. i also drew my first drawing that i never thought i was able to do. sure, it was with a sketchbook my aunt got me in second grade and a #2 pecil, but i believe its still beautiful. it wasnt long after i actually found the name, captain swan, rather than using “kemma” or “killimma”.

2015.

and from there, my obsession sky rocketed. i stayed up until four every night after an episode, despite schol the next morning. i wrote little drabbles that arelong since gone ever since my laptop broke. i drew more drawings, i rewatched every scene until thats all that was in my head.the s4 finale was as hard on me as everyone else, and i tried to write a specualtion fic to the s5 premiere. i neverfinshed. although, looking back at the writing now, i can still feel the pain i was in by it.

and then season five started. again, i freaked out as much as everyone else. every episode. i still remeber the week after the first episode, we lost someone int he fandom. we miss you, love.

and then it was late october.saturday the 22nd, my mom came into my room to ask me if id seen my friend alyssa that day. she was a year older than me, afreshman in highschool. i didnt, so i told her. i didnt ever think what might have been.the following day, i was working at the food pantry when my mom caled me.they had found alyssa. but she wasnt okay.maybe in her mind she may have been the best shes ever been, but to us,she wasnt.

no one else knew, and i had to walk home in silence. i didnt cry because at the time we werent as close as the year before and it didnt hit me.but then my mother’s words repeated in my head. “Alyssa died, sweetie.” it was asentence i never forgot.

im not the best at keeping my emtions with myself. i always think people will judge me and call me selfish if i cry, and i didnt want it to be like that. so i kept it in.i kept the tears in for so, so long, even to the point here i didnt even cry at her wake where she looked like an angel although the scarf around her neck was something shed never wear. and what kept my sanity? once upon a time. it was then when i realized it was my anchor.

2016.

back in 2015 my mother made me audtion for a vocational school. earlier that year i had found its dance program and wanted to go, but along the way my intrest dwindled. she told me to give it a shot anyway because i had a very low chance of making it in due to my grades at the time.

i made it in.

the following months were the worst of my life. every day on the way home from dance wed fight about which high school was better, and although she was right about me going to the vocational one, i wanted to stay in my district. lets just say the only thing that kept me from following alyssa into the darkness was dance competitions. oh, and what else. the damn once upon a time episodes.

she forced me to go to that school, by the way. sure, i enjoy it now, but the people there suck and i still do not like how she went at it.

that fall, i take my friend to our first convention.since i started watching oneupon a time, i wanted others to watch it, and my one friend agreed to. until the end of the neverland arc. and peter pan died. no more ouat for her. but, since robbie was going to be there, lets go. she got a picture with him, i got a picture with bex. yayay.

2017.

last week, we experienced the best sunday of our life. a wedding we never really thought would happen. it was unbelievable. emma got her happy ending(or beginning) aand we got ours. it was so thrilling that even my friend who stopped watching in season three was excited. but as much as it was unbeliable the night, the following morning was too.

that was the most giddiest i had ever felt for school. every more we have a forty five minute bus ride and the but whole time i listened to the musical on repeat. but then, as i looked down to pause the music as we pulled into school, i saw my friends text. Jen’s facebook post.

i was in a daze all day.

it wasnt until lunch, the last period since it was a half day, where i just broke down. people asked me what was wrong and i explained as best i could, but shitty people have shitty outlooks on things and they didnt understand. it was the loneliest ive ever felt.

my mom kind of comforted me, telling me how she felt the same when parent hood ended and that ill find a new show ill like just the same, but one upon a time is special. no show can replace or even add onto what kind of mark it had left on me. it was what started my career in wririting and drawing. in someways it kept me alive. and what did people do when i told them this? they laughed.

it was tuesday night when i ran down stairs, telling my mom about convention tickets for colin and jen photo op i found on sale. we had them in mind for awhile, but never got them. she told me wed look into it. we missed the sale.

so here we were, here i was, aall i was able to think about was how id never meet the people who played the characters that shaped me and my future. until the next morning, my birthday, where i was given the tickets.

and today,to night, was pretty much the end of the storybook. im not going to go into it because i have it on a post from about an hour ago. but thank you everyone, for helping me be me. and thank you for this blessed oppurtuniy, in which i had never and will never take for granted, to be a part of such a magical communtiy. because of this platform i have aspired my career of writing, drawing, and fulfilling my dreams of being a princess by being able to contact disney about the program.if it wasnt for this damned, beautiful fucking shwow, i would probably bedrastically different. this story we created is timeless, a neverending fairytale in both real life and on screen. the story contiues for ever and ever in our hearts and writing and drawing and all of the incredible talents we all have.

#once upon a time #captain swan #cs family #captain swan fam #captain swan fandom #i love you all #ouat

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2016: In fanfiction

I did this last year for my own amusement, and procrastinated this year. But here it goes. Same stuff as last time, a variety of fandoms, and the stories weren’t necessarily written in 2016, but that’s when I read them. Also, I’m addicted to h/c and angst, so fair warning, these range from fluff to heavy topics. So without further ado:

Boku No Hero Academia

I. Sharp Eyes by PitViperofDoom

Aizawa gets an unexpected visitor with a strange but earnest request.

This author has done multiple stories in this fandom, I am a big fan. Midoriya looking out for his friends, you know? It gets me. Warning: heavy themes referenced.

II. the storm comes quietly before it shakes the entire world by Tatsumaki_Sama

Midoriya's “Fearow” did not want to come out of its Pokeball.

With the popularity of Pokemon Go this past year, someone had to write out this story. And Tatsumaki_Sama does it extremely well.

III. Barology by MissAquarius

Barology: the study of gravity.

So if you’ve hung around for a while, you might know that I’m a big fan of friendship stories. This is an excellent one. It is a H/C story, so be forewarned.

IV. Among the Ashes by AliFyre

Raised by his hero and older brother, the famous firefighter Iida Tensei, Iida Tenya has always had a bright beacon in his life inspiring him and drawing him forward. However, when Tensei is grievously injured in a fire set by a serial arsonist, his life is turned completely upside down. Suddenly his brother’s caretaker, Tenya must learn to cope with a slew of new responsibilities and find a new place to lean on in his time of hardship. Being unable to rely on his brother for emotional support, he must find other ways to cope with the drastic changes in his life -- something which Midoriya Izuku is all too happy to help with. Meanwhile, the fires in the city keep burning, reminding him every day of the pain his brother is suffering -- and his own desire for revenge.

So if you didn’t read all that, then let me tell you this: heavy themes. But a very good story.

Harry Potter

V. when in doubt, go to the library by LullabyKnell

The Hogwarts Library saves the Wizarding World through the power of reading.

Sighs. Yes.

VI. THERMOS!, or, How a Muggle-Born Brought a New Age of Spell-Making to Hogwarts (Entirely by Accident) by susieboo

Muggle-born witch Phoebe McDevitt just wanted her tea to stay warm during class. She didn't expect to accidentally start a spell-making craze among her classmates.

[Oneshot. Next generation. Based off a Tumblr post, which I will link to in the notes.]

Had me giggling. The next gen we need.

Haikyuu

VII. Wish by someonestolemyshoes

Kageyama Tobio wished upon a falling star.

He would learn, in due time, that stars do not grant wishes, for stars do not fall: they float, many millions of miles away, and there they always stay, keeping themselves very much to themselves.

No, the little ball of falling light on which Tobio cast his wish, was a fire demon.

And fire demons don’t grant wishes either.

But they, at the very least, will listen.

The right amount of fantasy and angst. Sad, but in a melancholy way with a nice ending.

VIII. Jump Start by Esselle

"You came to see how I'm doing?" Kageyama asks blankly. "Why?"

Daichi shrugs. "Why not? We're both in this scene, right? So I know how it is. You had some rough luck, so from one racer to another… I guess I just wanted to come wish you the best."

"…Oh," Kageyama says, looking no less confused.

In retrospect, Daichi supposes that this is kind of weird. But the nurse had said no one had been up to visit. Where is the kid's crew?

He doesn't pry. Instead, he says, "I'm Sawamura Daichi. It's nice to finally meet you in person." '

Daichi visits a racing prodigy in the hospital after an accident and finds, in place of a hardened champion, a bedridden, frustrated boy. Injured and friendless, Kageyama is wary of opening up to anyone. But Daichi, Suga, and Asahi know that crew is family; if Kageyama has neither, they'll try to be both.

No you guys don’t understand I need Karasuno supportive family it’s my jam

IX. sister's day by Interconnected_3

When he was five, she cut her hair, and kept cutting it.

Tanaka loves his big sister. Tall, cool, smart, dependable, and also the biggest liar he’s ever seen in his life.

Parental loss AU: On a certain May evening, Ryuunosuke finds an unfinished letter written to Saeko when he was six. To celebrate ‘Sister’s Day’, he decides to fill in the blanks in more ways than one.

I’m not crying you’re crying. Warning: Many heavy topics. Please read the tags, folks.

X. A Split-Second of Violence by maychorian

Hinata is loud. Hinata is annoying. Hinata is also passionate and sunny and bright, and so full of joyful energy that he brings out the best in everyone around him, even if they occasionally want to slap his head to make him shut up for awhile. When a split second of violence threatens to take all of this away, Karasuno responds with a fury.

Okay. So. Last year a KnB story by maychorian was on my list. She writes such good stories she single-handedly dragged me into the haikyuu fandom. Yep. This is where it all started. Possibly my favorite h/c story of all time. Heavy themes, lots of medical hurt, and bullies.

KHR

XI. Like Butter (Scraped Over Too Much Bread) by Umecchi

Alaude had known it was likely an inevitable confrontation. Daemon wasn't one to ignore people who were annoying him or getting in his way, and Alaude had always been magnificent at accomplishing both of those things at the same time.

So he'd known. Didn't mean he was happy about it.

This is a really, really great story. Just to warn though, violence and *spoiler* character death. But it’s just...so good?

XII. Sidelines by esama

The world ended and Tsuna survived.

This kept me fascinated, even though I generally avoid dystopian futures, I love time/au travel stories, and this was well done. Warnings include violence and Byakuran. Peripherally.

Voltron: Legendary Defenders of Earth

XIII. Enduring by prettyshiroic (AnalystProductions)

Keith is made of fire.

Resolve burns through his core, like molten rock churning its way through the lava that courses through his veins. Hot and raw and fiery. It’s not quite anger. It’s just fire, and it spreads into everything he does so easily and chaotically. The starry sea they fly through becomes ablaze when he’s piloting - sometimes literally when he and Red unleash the firepower. His eyes flicker and fire dances in them when Pidge says she wants to leave the team. There’s the dulled dwindling embers longing to be rekindled when the group are sat together in the morning, when Keith takes the risk to melt into the moment and squeeze himself into scenes he’s never been a part of before. And then there’s sweltering infernos that are unyielding and untamed as he charges into enemy lines, fights to protect and defend.

Keith is made of fire.

So when the flames turn against him suddenly, it never fails to come as a surprise.

This is yet another fandom you can blame maychorian for me involving myself in. Geez. Anyway, heavy themes like chronic illness. Plus Keith’s generally sucky backstory.

XIV. Child Soldiers by birdzilla

Allura knows that her paladins are young, but not how young. It turns out to be a difficult revelation.

And so it goes. War- even intergalatic war in space lions- isn’t a pleasant thing. Dragging kids into it without realizing that’s what you’ve done- well.

And that’s it for 2016! Hopefully nice things will continue to come out in 2017 as well. Enjoy!

#fanfic #fanfiction #KHR #haikyuu!!#favorite things #voltron #Harry potter #boku no hero academia

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