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Papaya (c.b one-shot)

Part one here

Blurb (More BTC!) : He knew you were that out of your mind, when he pushed his way through the house, shouting “Squish? SQUISH!” Over the music as well as he could and he found you being basically fucking molested by some meathead that had a good 6 inches and 75 pounds on him. The sight made him so enraged, it made him see red so quickly, it made him black out in anger. He came to again a few moments later after he uppercut the guy so hard he fell back on his ass, and then punched him in the face so hard that his nose started bleeding. “Bear?” You said confused

“See the fucking cup, asshole?” He seethed, everyone was watching now as he dumped the remainder of your icy drink on him and crushed it before throwing it at his shocked face “ the blue cup means she’s taken”

♡ One-shot inspo: Papaya is associated with femininity & strengthening love connections. Hang twigs of papaya wood over a door to keep out evil. Eat papaya with a loved one to intensify your love. Mix papaya leaves with mandrake and burn or use in the bath to reverse hexes and jinxes. ♡ Summary: You & Carmys first time, F/U to 'Very First Time'♡ W/C: 4.7k ♡ A/N: EEEE It's here! The first was recieved so well, & my sweet @carmenberzattosgf requested a part 2 as well as this sweet anon, so I had to indulge! I hope it is everything you wanted <3 Who's ready for some sexy sexy Carmy tomorrow!? I know I am!!! I can't believe this is my last piece before the drought is over...It has gone so freaking fast!!! I can't wait to meet all the new fans that this season brings <3 :) (P.S. If you were tagged, it's BC you asked for a part 2 or are my moot!! <3) P.S - Tumblr was really trying to get me to commit murder while formatting this JFC ♡ Warnings for BTC: SMUT SMUT SMUT, College relationship, childhood best friend trope, virgin!carmy, Fem!/AFAB!Reader, R has long hair, No use of Y/N (r goes by childhood nickname 'squish' ), Drunk men being pervy, Physical violence, Angry Carmy

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You stumbled into the nearest vacant bathroom (with your drink in hand of course) as Miley Cyrus’ We Can’t Stop bumps through the speakers of the frat house so loudly that the floors shook.

The amount of stinky sweaty bodies and drunk people making out in various corners of the hallway would usually get to you if you weren’t so out of your mind. You weren’t exactly sure which drink you were on yet, but you did know that when your best friend Paisley had challenged you to a keg standoff and you weren’t a quitter, so you couldn’t count just how many beers you had chugged.

You tried to count on your fingers as you hovered above the nasty toilet seat to pee just exactly how many red solo cups of mostly liquor with a bit of mixer you had consumed. You were distracted by that nasty toilet seat, wondering how the boys that live here don’t gag whenever they come to pee. You were happy that Carmy wasn’t in a frat. You were really happy that Carmy wasn’t in a frat, the guys here were assholes. Most of them, anyway.

You grabbed your blue cup, that insinuated you were taken or dating someone steady, out with you back into the hot sticky living room, to hear someone (probably paisley, it had to have been paisley or one of your other sorority sisters) had requested they play Girls by The 1975, you tried finding her but got distracted by hands on your waist and “I love your shirt” in your ear. It was a voice you didn’t recognize, you could tell the man towered over you by the way he had to hunch over to talk to you.

Carmy was bigger then you, but not that much bigger, this guy would probably have a head on Carmy. He had grown just like Mike said he would, and it looked amazing on him. Funnily enough though, even though you had been dating since the week you graduated high school - and you were now juniors in college, he still hadn’t slept with you yet. You often after you left his house to head back to your sorority house since they had a curfew, would cry to your sorority about how he still only wants to do oral.

He didn’t often want blowjobs unless it was a special occasion, he would tell you your hand is fine and you don’t have to do ‘all that’ even though you wanted to- you figured since he was saying that he didn’t want you to. You weren’t aware - but Carmy was kicking himself in the ass every single day that he hasn’t fucked you the way you deserve yet. He was honestly getting worried he was going to lose you to some guy who would. You had asked him, he had told you that he wasn’t ready to go that far with you yet, that he wanted to wait and make it special.

But in all reality he was terrified out of his mind. He knew he could make you cum with his mouth, but his dick?! He had to dig his nails into his palms until they near drew blood whenever you put your fucking mouth on him, so if you let him fuck your cunt?! He was worried he was going to cum in 3 strokes and you would laugh and break up with him and tell him you were better off best friends and there goes his only friend and the love of his life and the person he wants to marry. But he found himself asking as he fantasized about marrying you how he was supposed to do that if he can’t even find the balls to fuck you right.

His anxiety was what led him to calling you 3 times tonight, because you were late - and you were never late - because the two of you wanted to spend as much time as possible together since his schedule was so packed between working at the beef and going to classes part time. He was nowhere near graduating, that was because he was stacking his money away in a savings account that gained interest like Uncle Jimmy taught him, so that his graduation present to you could be the Chicago brownstone you both had talked about having together since high school.

He found it so incredibly sexy and endearing that you put school first in your life, he wanted to reward you for it. He felt you deserved the world and more, since you were his world. Which is why, after the third nervous stuttering voicemail which is how you could tell he was really nervous, had gone unanswered? He opened the find my friends app and grabbed his brothers keys.

“Mike I’m going…out!” He called and shut the front door before he could get questions about why the hell he of all people would be leaving the house past 10:00 on a Friday night. He anxiously mapped the location on his phone and hopped in the car. When he got there, though- he couldn’t even park near the house. He had to park a block over and walk because it was so packed with cars. He made sure to lock the car in case any drunkards were to try and sleep in it or think it was there’s, and put on the walking directions.

Carmen had to deal with drunk behavior well - every night, so being with a bunch of drunk people wasn’t his favorite place to be - but for you he persevered, because what the hell were you doing here.

You, currently, were inside, grinding on the same guy that had come up to you to Mirrors by Justin Timberlake. You had finished another drink, and forgotten completely it wasn’t your boyfriend behind you - and didn’t even have the mind to ask yourself what he would be doing there. Said boyfriend was currently pushing his way through the kitchen, and rolling his eyes and the ‘single, taken, DTF’ different colored cups on the counter as he tried to find you.

He knew you were that out of your mind, when he pushed his way through the house, shouting “Squish? SQUISH!” Over the music as well as he could and he found you being basically fucking molested by some meathead that had a good 6 inches and 75 pounds on him. The sight made him so enraged, it made him see red so quickly, it made him black out in anger. He came to again a few moments later after he uppercut the guy so hard he fell back on his ass, and then punched him in the face so hard that his nose started bleeding.

“Bear?” You said confused

He grabbed your arm gently “squish y’wasted. We're going home” he said firmly but not mean, and you stumbled next to him as people move out of the way since the entire room was privy to what just happened. You weren’t sure what happened all you knew was the man was behind you and then he wasn’t and then carmy was punching him and now you were in the car and Carmy was lecturing you about how worried he was.

“He could have hurt you, angel. Please- I know it’s college and you can do what you want but I love you and those guys are all assholes, they’ll take advantage of nice girls the second they get a chance. And you’re so sweet squish, you’re too sweet. They don’t deserve to have you over” he squeezed your hand and brought it to his lips for what he knew was probably the hundredth time in the 35 minute car ride back to his house.

You didn’t say much of anything that could make sense, but he agreed with you anyway. “And theee um. The the- what was I saying?” You look over at him at a red light with a drunk smile, your eyes glazed over from all the alcohol and cheeks hot with the rush of it in your system.

“I dunno baby but you look cute” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and kissed your forehead gently

“Your knuckles are bleeding, did you hurt them?” You asked, the events from less than an hour prior already having been wiped from your mind. He chuckled a bit, shaking his head

“M’fine squish, you need some water” he helped you out of the car, supporting most of your weight as you stumbled up the stairs of the Berzatto house, and he unlocked the door.

“Ooooo you know what I want?” You asked and he smiled as he locked the door behind him and lead you to the kitchen

“What’s that honey?” He helps you sit down at the table and grabs a glass, filling it with ice water

“I want a bear special beef sandwich. Pretty please?” He came over and handed you the glass

“Drink that and we’ll talk about it” he said and you obediently chugged down the glass as he went back to the fridge and got out the beef they didn’t use today at the restaurant and a pan to heat it in

“This is good” you said, finishing it off and crunching on a piece of ice to which he cringed

“Ugh y’teeth babe don’t do that!” He scolded as he always did when you munched on ice, taking it from you and filling it again, adding a straw before giving it back so you were less tempted to repeat your actions

He was cutting up a bell pepper for your sandwich when you asked “why won’t you have sex with me?” Which almost made him slice his finger but thankfully he missed it by a centimeter.

“Who said I won’t” he looked back at you, his cheeks a pretty shade of pink as he flushed with embarrassment.

“I dunno. You say you’re waiting but I want to and paisley says maybe you’re shy and if m’drunk maybe you’ll wanna do it more but the problem-“ you’re interrupted with a drunk hiccup “with that is, paisley said you have to be drunk too, and you aren’t.” You slurred, struggling to find your straw again to chug down the other half of your second glass of water.

He stared at you, unsure of what to say and Mikey comes pounding down the stairs per usual and into the kitchen. A bull in a fucking China shop, just like Richie. “Yooo it’s squishy! Sup girl” he came over, giving you a brotherly push to the back of the head and doing the same to Carmy as he walks by to the fridge

“Hey! You could have killed me I’m drinking!” You slurred, “but I’m asking Carmy why he won’t h-“

“Heyyyy!!! Hey hey squish no we’re not sharing those things” Carmy cuts you off quickly and looks over, shaking his head

“She’s fuckin gone” Mike said to himself as he grabbed a can of soda

“Yeah why do you think I’m fuckin having her eat and drink water?” Carmy quips, putting the beef into the bun he’d toasted and adding extra cheese for you on top how he liked it.

“Mm. Make sure you have a few vomit bags ready I think the last time she was this wasted was her birthday” he headed back up to his room and Carmy sighed to himself, knowing he was right.

“Who’s vomiting?” You asked, sipping the last few dribbles of water and he set your sandwich in front of you, taking the cup to fill again and you gasp, having forgotten you even wanted the sandwich “I was just gonna ask you to make me one too!” You said excitedly and took a big bite.

He came back to the table, setting the filled glass down and sitting in the chair next to you, gently rubbing your back “chew it baby Jesus it’s not goin anywhere” he teased and pushed your hair back over your shoulders.

“I know- it’s just so good” you mumble with your mouth full and he chuckled, shaking his head and wiping some grease that had dribbled down your chin off with the pad of his thumb, wiping it on a napkin. He didn’t know what came over him, maybe it was the fact that you wouldn’t remember - maybe selfishly it was because he knew you’d be brutally honest, but he asked

“If we did have sex, and I didn’t last very long- would you be upset that you had to finish with my mouth or fingers instead?” His voice was laced with nervous curiosity, but he had to know this to be able to properly navigate having sex since you had been bringing it up more and more often as of late.

“What?! Upset? I think I’ll cry with joy that I actually can have your dick in me it doesn’t matter how long” you said casually. He wasn’t sure what it was about it, maybe it was the tone of your voice - like it’s an every day thought for you, like you were aching to have him inside of you. Yeah, that was it. The coolness mixed with desperation, it made his cock stiffen a little more than he figured it should have.

“Mm.” Was all he said, covering himself with his hand, it wasn’t like you would notice, anyway, but he was still ever so shy about you making him aroused - like he was doing something wrong. Even though you were his girlfriend of 3 years and you said I love you multiple times a day to each other.

While he was helping you shower, and then helping you dress for bed, that was when it hit him. This weekend, his mom would be out of town for some work thing he didn’t care to know the details of, and Mike goes to the casino every Friday and stays out practically until 5 am. He would have the house to himself, and it would be the perfect time to finally have sex.

He was mapping out in his mind the most romantic way to do it, flowers, candles, music? He told himself he had to do it right and make it a night to remember for the both of you. He had to cook for you - he figured he would make your favorite penne à la vodka, and he wouldn’t tell you about doing it just in case he bitches out. But the amount of thought he was putting into this, if he bitched out he was gonna be extraordinarily angry with himself.

Your voice pulled him out of his head as if always did “bear” you said sleepily

“Sup bug” he kissed your head tenderly and rubbed your arm as you nuzzled into his side.

“Can you turn the tv down m’tired” you mumble into his shirt and he took the remote, turning it off.

“Love you baby, g’night” he resumed rubbing over your hip as he got lost in his thoughts once again.

When the day came, he wasn’t sure how he didn’t bitch out. He thought about it 5 times that day and convinced himself not to, but now, now that you were sat at the table with him, a candle between you, giggling about how ‘romantic’ he had been acting tonight - he felt like a total fucking idiot.

“I’m sorry, fuck- do you not like it? I read one of sugars magazines she left behind before she moved - they said girls like candles and music” he pushed it to the side and you shook your head, moving it back

“I love it, bear. I’m just wondering why you’re treating me so special tonight is all, I’d have been a lot more dressed up and pretty if you’d have-“ he cuts you off

“You’re fuckin- y’perfect, squish. I love you, that’s why I’m doin it. I just wanna show you how much” he held your hand and squeezed it gently “you mean everything t’me. Really” he said and kissed your knuckles gently.

When you made it to his bedroom, you realized he’d hung romantic little white string lights along his headboard to provide more ambient lighting, and that’s when it clicked what was happening. Your heart raced in your chest like a hummingbird trapped in a cage as his hands roam your body.

You were sprawled out beneath him, both of you down to your underwear, the feeling of his lips nipping, and licking, and biting yours was enough to make you wet, but when his broad hands started palming your tits, his thumbs and forefingers massaging your nipples, you had to squeeze your thighs together to provide your throbbing clit some pressure. You were mewling and whining beneath him, he was panting and grunting into your mouth, your noses bumping with each unexpected kiss.

“Carmy” you whine into his mouth, reaching to pull one of your hands off of your breast and he pulled away just enough to speak, lapis eyes boring into yours that were no doubt lust blown.

“Y’good?” He asked gently, kissing the corner of your mouth chastely and eased his grip on your breasts. You moved the hand you were holding down, down, down, tucking his fingers into the waistband of your panties

“I want you to touch me here…please” you said softly and hook your arm around the back of his neck, tangling your fingers in his sandy blond curls as you pull him back for a kiss his breath hitched slightly at the action, his cock twitching at your words which you felt against your thigh, causing you to smile a bit. He cupped your heat with his hand for a moment, causing you to grind onto it needily and he sucked on your bottom lip as he spread your lips to slip his middle finger over your sticky soaked hole, teasing it gently before trailing it up to find the throbbing erect bud.

You gasped lightly at the contact, back arching a bit and moaning shamelessly, your voice coming out high pitched and whiny “oh yes” you said as he rubbed the pad of his finger back and forth and in circles, alternating between the two in such a way that was making your stomach tighten and thighs shiver.

“Yeah?” He kissed your jaw “feels good mm? Sound so pretty, princess” he said hotly in your ear, gently nipping at your neck in the way that drove you wild.

“So good you make me feel so good” you mewl as he moved his finger down again, thrusting it in and out as he does that beckoning motion with the finger and he gently rubbed your clit with his other hand. You sob in pleasure, fisting the sheets with one hand and tugging Carmys hair with the other.

“Good girl tha’s a good girl” his husky voice and hot breath made you shiver even though with how close your orgasm was- you felt oh so hot. You felt him lick your sternum where he had watched a bead of sweat trailing down and that caused your eyes to open once more, to see his staring back like a round eyed cat.

“M’gonna cum” you choke out, pulling the sheets harder to avoid hurting him by pulling his hair too hard. This brought a grin to his face, finding your nipple with his lips and sucking on the sensitive bud, just as he adds another finger, speeding up his beckoning motion. Your eyes nearly roll back when you felt his lips on your ear, encouraging you

“Yeah? Yeah pretty girl? Are you gonna cum f’me? Feels sooo good huh. Go ahead princess let me feel you cum on my hand I love it when y’pussy sucks in my fingers it’s so fuckin hot. Y’re so fuckin hot” your jaw fell slack in a silent scream, brows knitted together as he praised you while your orgasm came over you full force. You swore you saw stars behind your lids.

“Please please please pleaaase bear” you found yourself begging, pulling him up for a kiss and he chuckled into your lips, pulling away enough to ask,

“Please what, what baby what d’you want?” He cooed sweetly before ravishing your face with kisses which made your thumping, racing heart turn to goo

“Please fuck me. Please- oh god please I fucking need you inside your fingers aren’t enough I need to feel you.” You begged, your voice was raspy, needy, he never heard anything hotter in his life.

“Yeah?” He asked sweetly, resting his forehead on yours, nuzzling your nose in a eskimo kiss gently. “Open your eyes” he said softly and dried his hand on the sheets, pushing your sticky, sweat slick hair from your face and cupping your cheeks. Your eyes flickered open to meet his honest blue ones, blown with lust, glazed over with love. “Tell me again, I want to see you when you say it baby, so I know you want this.” He rubbed your jaw tenderly with his thumbs.

“I want you to show me how much you love me, Bear, please” you said softly and he smiled in the way that showed off his little dimples, to which you kissed it gently before he told you

“I don’t think there’s a way to show you just how much I love you, because it can’t even be described in words - but I’ll try anything f’you, squish” he kissed your forehead lovingly, lingering for a moment. Your eyes fluttered shut as you soaked in the moment, gently rubbing his back.

“I love you too, more than words” you said honestly when he pulled away, grabbing a condom from his nightstand drawer and ripping it open with his teeth, an action that had you clenching around nothing, but hopefully that would be resolved in just a moment.

“Now, if you want to stop just say the word, if you can’t find your words just like…bite me I guess” he teased and you giggled, shaking your head

“Will do” you watch as he slipped off his boxers, rolling the rubber all the way to the base, he tugged off your panties that had been soaked through, tossing them in his laundry basket since you’d need new ones after which lived in his top drawer, and got between your legs. You watch as he strokes himself a few times with his hand and you felt your throat go a bit dry. What if you were the one to ruin it all because it wouldn’t fit or something?

“You ok?” He asked gently as he caught you staring and you met his eyes again, putting on a smile and nodding, spreading your legs wider in hopes that might make more room.

“Amazing. Excited” you said, it wasn’t exactly a lie, but you left off your biggest and most present emotion nervous.

“Okay…that look says I’m worried so what’s up?” He held your hand, gently rubbing the back of it with his thumb and looking into your eyes. It was impossible to lie when he looked at you like that, even more impossible when you were both butt naked and his dick was in his hand.

“What if it doesn’t fit?” You asked nervously. He chuckled as if he didn’t believe you, shaking his head

“I’m not that hung, babe. It’ll be fine. Do you care if I touch you?” He asked and you shook your head, swallowing thickly. He knelt on the bed with his left knee, leaning over you and nestling the tip of his cock between your folds and rubbing your wetness up and over your clit, causing a small gasp to leave your lips. He watched you carefully, for any signs of discomfort or that you were having second thoughts.

Your lips were parted and little puffs of air fan his chin, eyes hooded in pleasure and little squeaks coming out of your throat each time his tip bumped your clit firmly and the ridge of it rubbed back down to swipe over your hole and back up to repeat the assault. You could cum just like this if he did it long enough. “Feels good?” He checked, intertwining your fingers and squeezing your hand lovingly.

“Uh-huh” was all you could manage to get out and he smiled a bit, kissing your chin gently

“Want me to try being inside Angel?”

In response, a needier, whinier “uh-huh”

He looks down for a moment, grabbing his cock and lining the tip up with your entrance. “Remember what to do?” He triple checked, this time- just a quick nod. He ever so gently eased his way in, his jaw tightening at the way it made his balls feel 10 pounds heavy, his cock twitching at the foreign sensation. He grunted to cover a whine instead, and you squeezed his hand tight, looking down and watching as he slowly pushed his shaft in about a fourth of the way and stopped, looking up at you. Once more.

“How do you feel baby?” He gently rubbed your clit with his other hand, causing you to clench around him and in turn a unconscious moan tears from his throat “jeeesus fuck” he grunts, hips sinking in further in instinct and you squeak, shifting uncomfortably which made him look down and quickly pull back out to just the tip “sorry- fuck I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened are you ok?” He kissed your wrist.

“Burning. Kinda. Not a bad, it feels…kinda good? It like…it feels like a good stretch when it almost hurts. And like…full. So full, but like a good full. A fulfilled kinda full, is that weird?” You rambled on all the thoughts swimming in your brain other than ‘cock feels good’ which was the main one.

“Yeah? Feels good f’me too baby” he leaned in, kissing your lips and sinking in further, half way now. He kept kissing you, gently sucking on your tongue as you got used to the uncomfort of the stretch. “Can I try moving Angel?” He asked , almost into your mouth, you just respond with a huffy hum of agreement before pulling your lips back up to his. He very slowly at first started to thrust and had to let go of your hand to fist the pillow so he didn’t bust right then.

“Holy fuck” he pants, nuzzling his face in your neck and continuing to rub your clit as he thrusted in and out. The feeling left you breathless, wordless, thoughtless. You were on cloud nine, you could die like this. You felt that sensation of an orgasm coming in your belly again, this was the quickest he’d ever brought you to another.

“Bear-bear- I’m-“ you whine out, back arching and jaw dropping as his tip brushes your g spot and you nearly cry, tears gathering in the corners of your eyes at the intense pleasure it brought. “Cumming, cumming im cumming” you babbled, as your orgasm took over, clenching and unclenching around his cock in such a way that he literally couldn’t stop himself from spilling into the condom if he tried.

The whiny grunt he made when he came was the hottest noise you had heard to date and was nothing short of beautiful. He bit down on your neck, sucking a pretty purple bruise into the skin before burying himself to the hilt as he shoots rope after rope of seed into the condom. Your thighs tightened around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders so hard they’d leave moon shaped bruises come morning that he’d proudly walk around the house with at breakfast so Mike could finally believe that he’s not just lying about doing sexual shit with you.

You wrap your legs around his hips, keeping him there and relishing in the feeling. You felt like he was made for you, you fit together like 2 puzzle pieces. You knew he was your forever, but this solidified it even more. After he fucked you through both of your highs, he pulled out and laid next to you in a heap, panting for a few moments before he finally spoke

“Biggest mistake of my life was waiting so long to do that”

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landonorris p2 quali in home race, and some great company. what could be better🧡

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user7 WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING TOO BUSY TO HANG OUT MR. NORRIS?!

carlossainz55 well done brother❤️

user3 CARLANDO🥹🥹🥹

user1 y’all weren’t apart for very long i see👀

user5 OSCAR IS SO CUTEEE😭

yourusername 🧡 can’t wait to watch tomorrow

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user6 SHES GOING TO THE RACE????

williamsracing just posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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williamsracing just call us mr steal your girl👀 @/mclaren

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user5 AHAHHA IM HERE FOR MCLAREN VS WILLIAMS

user1 admin i love u so bad rn😭

mclaren @/yourusername how could you?!

yourusername a rock and a hard place…

alex_albon the BETTER team

user4 y/n, lily and zoe all together🥹🥹🥹

landonorris …

user7 OH HES SNDJSJSJS

user9 you deserve better lando!

user1 @/user9 once again, stfu

yourusername answer my text douchebag

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y/nupdates sending all the luck to @/yourusername and mr. bean today as they compete in the final qualification around for paris 2024!🩷

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user2 good luck y/n🥹🫶

user5 eeee today is the day!!!!!

user12 came for lando, stayed for y/n. good luck hon!

yourusername thank you guys🥹🩷 hope i can make you proud

a/n: i realise this wasn’t v interesting but… attempting a slow ish burn bc i love pining

taglist for the next updates can be found here!

- giselle xx

#🐴 paddock to paddock #f1 x reader #f1 #lando norris x reader #mclaren #lando norris #lando norris smau #lando norris blurb #lando norris scenario #lando norris au #lando norris imagine

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sirenlulls · 1 year ago

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bad idea, right? → theburntchip

pairing , theburntchip x youtuber!reader

summary , where the much-mourned couple of the uk youtube scene reconnect

note , this is in aid of my wifey @whoetoshaw who sends the chip lovers in her inbox my way 🤭🫶

part two (get him back!)

yes, i know that he’s my ex, but can’t two people reconnect?!

[tagged: ynapparel , model1 , model2 , model3]

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yourusername EEEE!!!! so happy to announce the launch of my clothing brand, y/n apparel (so original ik 😩💋) the official site will launch on the 21st of september & will bring you a wide variety of styles, from loungewear, to club dresses, to athleisure. i’ve been working on this for little over two and a half years now with my beautiful, creative, incredible, and innovative team. i love love love u all my fashion family @ ynapparel. and i love U!!!! for supporting me 🫶💗 looking forward to seeing u on the apparel account’s insta live as we greet and interview your fav influencers at the launch party x 🥰🥰

user the post hasn’t even been up a minute and chip liked ☹️😭

faithlouisak so so proud of you my babe. actually bawling 🥹🥹

yourusername luv u sm beautiful mama 🫶🫶🫶

thefellasstudios ayyyy! we better see some fire fits on the 21st 😮‍💨

calfreezy now i’m off the professional account, so proud and let’s hope you still remember how to throw a party because i cannot be seen at a stinker

yourusername won’t let u down calfreezy sir 🫡

taliamar baby’s all grown up 🥺 so proud of you my love i can’t wait to see the art you make 🫶

user talia are you crying be honest

georgeclarkeey can you get me a stylist i’m scared to be judged

yourusername i’ll get u set up in a gorg pink bodycon x

maxbalegde @ yourusername i reckon he’d pull it off

maxbalegde THATS MY GIRL!!! 😭😭😭 buzzing for you babes xx

gkbarry_ UGH! i’ll bawl i’m so proud of u girl ❤️

bambinobecky better be seeing you fashion week 2024

yourusername go big or go home ig 🤷‍♀️

user i wanna buy to support but i’m broke so what are the prices gonna be like?

yourusername me and the team tried to keep prices as low as possible but to make sure we were using ethical and durable means of production, we have to keep them pretty middle-ground. around £35/50 quid for the dresses but everything else is pretty diverse in price 💗

user just in time for me to get my winter wardrobe 🤭🥰

model2 loved working with you!! you’re such an angel 💗

yourusername awh my stunning girl!! you’re the sweetest thing & i look forward to working with you again 🫶🫶

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yourusername so so so honoured to have the chance to spend a night celebrating my passion project with the people i care the most about. i love u all a million more times than u could ever know. (ft. some very distinguished, very sloshed gentlemen in the last two slides 🥰)

ksi 🖤🔥

freynightingale that pic omg i’ll cry 😭 it was such an amazing night for such an amazing brand and such an amazing woman!! you deserve all the greatness you get ❤️❤️❤️

user mother is motheringgggggg

ynapparel 🩷🩷🩷

gkbarry_ you looked so gorg babe i wanted to take a bite out of you x

yourusername who’s saying you can’t 😩😩

stephentries you know it’s a good night when chrisMD gets his tits out

user losing my mind ur so beautiful

calfreezy NAHHH WHY DID YOU DO THEO LIKE THAT

miaxmon had an absolute ball!!! you looked incredible babe 🫶💋

arthurnfhill it was all fun and games until the karaoke came out to play

yourusername pretending it didn’t happen

user THEY INTERVIEWED CHIP ON THE IG LIVE

user OMG WHY DID HE SAY

user he looked like he was tryna keep it brief but he said he was so proud of y/n because he’s seen how hard she’s worked for this & she deserves it all 🥹🥹🥹 & he also called cal a bellend because he crashed the interview by slapping chip’s bum

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yourusername can’t two people reconnect?

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wheneverfeasible · 4 months ago

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~Wiggly 🧠 🪱 Wednesday~

Eeee thank you for the tag @hotluncheddie, this is my first brain worm tag and that’s super exciting, buuuttttttt…

So I actually just realized that I’ve recently hit the anniversary time of when I went No Contact with my family, and I know that that I’ve began kinning Steve more since then due to his own terrible family.

So then I was thinking about Steve, who it’s been years since he walked away from his family, since he found his true family, and he’s doing okay for himself. Maybe not an amazing career or anything, but he’s found something that he’s relatively happy with and he’s got people who love him in his corner and yeah, sometimes it still hurts, but he’s moved past it all.

Until one day, completely unexpectedly, his mom comes into his place of business.

Maybe they threw him out, maybe he left of his own choice because he realized that they would never be what he wanted or needed them to be. They never truly knew him and never cared about him, at least not enough to ever choose him over anything else, so it hurt but ultimately it wasn’t hard to leave them, only hard to leave the life he used to know.

He and Robin were roommates now, because obviously, and it was a shitty little place, but it was theirs, and they’re happy, and their friends are over all the time to the point that Eddie practically lives there too, which is…nice.

Really nice.

Steve has come to accept the fact that he isn’t entirely straight, and part of that is the reason he no longer speaks to his family, and he’s even come to terms with the fact that he might have a teensy tiny itty bitty little crush on his best friend, Eddie Munson. Which is fine. He’s used to having crushes on friends and having them be unreciprocated.

Except Eddie has been sending him some signals that maybe it’s not entirely unreciprocated. And he’s starting to feel confident, starting to feel like maybe he could actually be genuinely happy with someone…

And that’s when he sees his mom. It’s been years since he last saw her, but suddenly all that pain and hurt he thought he had grown past is tearing through his chest and up his throat and he feels his heart rate accelerating and his breathing is growing choppy and he can’t breathe can’t breathe can’t breathe—

He’s thought about, before, what he would tell his parents if he ever saw them again. About how he would call them out for being terrible people who never cared about him, only saw what he could offer them, about the image they wanted to show the world. Wanted to tell them of all the times he’s almost died and they never knew because they never cared enough to ask why he’d come home bruised and bloodied, or why he avoided the pool, or why he woke up screaming from nightmares. He thought about how good it would feel to say how he never needed them.

But he can’t say any of that now. All he can do is try not to pass out from hyperventilating because they were his family, his parents, and they should have loved him unconditionally but they never did. They never chose him over their friends, their jobs, their image. They never loved him and never would. They would never truly know him or accept him and all he wanted was for them to say that they were sorry and they never would.

Steve would like to think he could face his mother, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t he just couldn’t. So he hides, he runs, he disappears into the back and he can’t stop the tears because why was he never good enough for her or his dad? What was so wrong with him that they couldn’t love their own son?

And there’s no sort of resolution for him, no closure.

He finishes his shift, he goes home, and Robin and Eddie are there just like they were when he left that morning, and their immediate smiles at him being home slowly drops because even though he tries to hide it, they know.

He doesn’t want to talk about it, can’t talk about it, not yet. He does tell them that he saw his mom that day and he loves them because they get it, they understand, and they don’t make him talk about it. Robin makes him his favorite snack and drink, Eddie finds that movie he knows is Steve’s comfort movie and puts it on, and they don’t talk about it but they’re there.

And, curled against Eddie’s side with silent tears dripping off his nose and onto Eddie’s shirt, Eddie’s arm around him while Robin keeps him grounded with a hand caressing his leg on his other side, they let him mourn not what he lost, because he never had it to begin with, but what could have been.

And maybe, maybe one day Steve will be brave and tell Eddie what he means to him, but he’s too fragile at the moment. It will remain unspoken for now because he’s not ready. But maybe one day. And maybe that day is sooner, maybe that day is later, but there in his friends’ unconditional love, he knows that they’ll both wait for him to be ready.

Because his parents should have been his family but they’re not. They never were. And maybe he wasn’t ready yet, but one day he would be able to let them go because he knew that what he had with him right now was his real family, and that love was forever.

Yeah anyways the song Matilda by Harry Styles hits a little too close to home for me, and I think it’s fitting for Steve too.

no obligation tags since Wednesday is over but there’s always next week lololol: @derythcorvinus @stervrucht @katyawriteswhump

#wiggly wednesday #brain worm wednesday #brain worms #angst #steve harrington angst #steve harrington #steve’s parents #inspired by real life and personal trauma #also inspired by #matilda harry styles #robin buckley #eddie munson #pre steddie #stranger things #plot thots #tag you’re it

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loveyhoons · 8 months ago

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FORGET-ME-NOT | prologue

pairing: park sunghoon x f!reader

synopsis: sunghoon never believed in love due to his biggest secret: having the disease hanahaki. when he meets you on a whim one night, he realizes he may have found his cure...you. will love be both in your favor, or will it all crumble before it even started?

word count: 1.4k words

warnings: cussing, alcohol consumption

taglist: (OPEN!, send an ask or comment to be tagged)

notes: it has begun, let me know what you guys think eeee :D

Love.

The one thing that Park Sunghoon envied was love. He envied people who could fall in and out of love without thinking of death. He envied those who could just feel the passion of a kiss from their significant other. He envied those who could fall in love at first sight and know that person would just be the “one” for them their entire lives.

Of course, Sunghoon had his reasons. Despite being one of the most popular and good-looking third-year students at his university, he was also known as the one with the cocky and playful attitude as others would say. He was not the one to fall for people at first sight but was more of the guy to kiss and tell at parties and do little hook-ups for that time being. He was a wreck as you can say, but it was not always like this.

Even though he may seem a bit tough, stubborn, and closed off at times, he did have his reasons.

At the age of 4, Sunghoon was diagnosed with a lung disease called Hanahaki.

Since birth, Sunghoon would experience strange coughs and strained breathing but there was no sign of his lungs having a problem or signs of asthma. X-rays would sometimes appear clear, making his doctor worried about what could be affecting Sunghoon.

As soon as Sunghoon threw up a pile of flower petals at the age of 3, his doctor figured that he would be 1 of the 5 people in the world to be diagnosed with the disease.

Hanahaki is a disease that affects a person’s lungs and their ability to pass air in and out of their body. The lungs are filled with flower petals that grow into piles and once it fills and fully consumes both lungs, the person dies immediately after. It is said that the flower petals are petals of the patient’s favorite flower, which they are “destined” to love—their soulmate.

With not much evidence of the disease being an actual problem and doctors poking at it like it was a joke, things would only start to escalate from there. More and more people started to become diagnosed with the disease and the death toll started to skyrocket. It made headlines in the late 80s to early 90s, throwing the world in a frenzy— how can a disease that seemed so unrealistic happen to such a world with no magic? It was mind-bending and unbelievable for people to even think about.

With more than enough medical attention being brought to the disease, doctors then successfully made a surgery procedure that could work. The downside to the surgery is that once performed, the person will no longer have feelings for their soulmate. They will have to either restart or “meet” that person again like the first time they met them or just move on with their lives, putting whatever they felt behind them. It was as if that person never existed in their life and seeing that person meant no affection given towards them.

With such a cure that seemed too good to be true, it left doctors to look for other possible cures around the world, hoping another method would work. It was bittersweet in a way, but doctors hoped it did not have to end in just one procedure— they wished for a miracle to happen instead.

When they did find a cure in Japan, it was a strange but interesting cure, to say the least. A man who had the disease had tulip petals growing in his lungs. He then met a girl whom he fell in love with at first sight. As time starts to pass by after meeting her, he can feel the flowers start to grow more and at times fade away faster as if nothing happened. It was an indescribable situation; it was as if things would only get better but worse at the same time.

Eventually, as the days started to pass by, his condition started to grow worse than expected. He decided to tell the girl the truth and almost died while doing so. As soon as she told him she liked him back, he was miraculously cured with no tulip petals left in sight. Doctors were astonished after seeing his x-rays and immediately started to look for other patients with similar cases.

As the cases started to look similar to that patient’s story, it was deemed as another cure for the disease.

Sunghoon felt overwhelmed from a young age not being able to live out his life. He decided to keep his disease a secret with only a few friends knowing and keep a fair distance from people he didn’t know or talk to. He suffered enough from going to the ER a lot due to the flower petals at times sometimes overflowing or even disappearing sometimes at no rate.

When his doctor told him that the petals that inhabited his lungs were Forget-Me-Nots, he was baffled. He had not met anyone yet who liked the flower petals that inhabited his lungs; it was strange, to say the least his condition was already like that specific patient’s story. He felt the flowers to be so specific, that he even wondered if he’d meet anyone at that point.

There was no medicine to cure him, there was nothing he could do about it. With his frustration getting the best of him, he started to shut off people, building walls around him, hoping it would be the way to stay alive.

He thought the entire soulmate cure was bullshit. He scoffed at the idea of someone falling in love with him to cure him. He did not want to believe in such a story no matter how true it was; he already lost hope and did not know how much longer he had left until the petals would overflow.

And that’s why he sits miserably on the couch of this random student’s house, drinking some alcohol in a red cup, next to a girl he doesn’t even know.

“One more drink!”

Sunghoon peers over to his best friend Jake who was having the time of his life. The guy started to chug a drink and people cheered as soon as he finished.

The only reason he went to a house party today was because of his roommates/best friends Jay and Jake. The two were always in the mood for a party and never missed one, excited to meet new people and play several drinking games. His other friend Heeseung was not present, on a date with his girlfriend Chaehyun.

Sunghoon only went to parties whenever Jay Jake or Heeseung would go. Since they technically are the only friends of his who know about his disease, they also would check up on him to make sure Sunghoon wouldn’t get too drunk.

When they first found out back in their senior year of high school, the two felt terrible not knowing what Sunghoon was going through. Even though they all knew each other since elementary school, they were in disbelief that Sunghoon had been diagnosed with the disease.

It was a pivotal moment in all 4 of their lives to go to the same university; the group could not be separated either way. They wanted to make sure Sunghoon would stay alive as long as possible.

They were scared of losing him.

The three of them made it a priority to look after Sunghoon at times too. What would someone think after seeing Sunghoon throw up flower petals? They did not want Sunghoon to be exposed to that; it was hard enough for the public to take such a disease so seriously.

The number of cases died down around the mid 2010s leaving the amount of records to perish of the disease. It would later on only become a myth that would relish as a 90s Fever Dream; only to be known as that and nothing else.

“Hey, let’s go upstairs.” The girl whispers in Sunghoon’s ear, giggling. She scoots closer to Sunghoon, smiling, unaware of all the alcohol she’s consumed. Feeling a bit woozy, and uncomfortable, he sat aback.

“Uh, maybe another time…” He stood up and walked away from the couch, hearing the girl curse at him from behind.

Sunghoon then threw the red cup into the trash and walked around the house to find Jay.

He felt like his lungs were about to be filled any second with the flower petals.

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#enhypen #enhypen au #enhypen x reader #park sunghoon #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x y/n #sunghoon x you #enha scenarios #enha imagines #enha x reader #enha #enhypen x you

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Your beta Dean idea has me FERAL. I desperately need more if you're willing to provide more ideas. THE INSECURITY. THE PURE HURT/COMFORT POTENTIAL. UGH.

Also omega "about a boy" Dean and alpha sam? I NEED. I'm definitely going to check and see if anyone has written any fics about that because UGH. SO MUCH POTENTIAL. If you ever decide to expand on that idea please tag me I'd love to read more about it!

Now I'm even thinking about the es/ls verse and how abo would effect THAT already messy dynamic. Two alpha sams butting heads?(and making the deans very protective/horny) Two omega deans trying to mother the sams?(and making the sams very competitive and horny) Pure chaos lol

Love hearing you abo rants because I too am a big abo fan

Also omega lactating Dean? Yes please. I mean *cough cough* nothing who said that?

EEEE thank you!!!! i love talking about all of them and will do so right now on this ask 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ (this ask is in reference to this recent ask here!)

EXACTLY!!! beta!dean&alpha!sam is so good bc not only does it undermine dean's position in their established hierarchy, i think it makes sam's willing emotional/fraternal submission to him very good and delightful!!!!

and as mentioned in the previous ask, and as you've addressed here, the POTENTIAL IS INSANE!!!!! beta!dean expecting sam to actually and genuinely leave him behind any second to be with an omega, because dean literally cannot give sam the "normal" that he wants so badly. dean crosses his fingers and buys lube and imitation omega slick. he has to mix them together because sam the look on sam's face when he found the original omega slick bottle in dean's back was enough to terrify dean into never bringing it up again.

he won't let sam touch him without an hour of prep beforehand, almost sticking his whole hand up his ass just to make sure he's lubed/loose enough to be "omega" passable. sam tries to initiate morning sex one time and dean flips the fuck out on him, biting back furious and exhausted tears in the bathroom as he fucks himself back on four fingers.

dean flirts wildly because it's not like it matters, and when sam--one too many beers in--corners dean into their booth at the bar and coats dean in scent, teeth closing around the slanted muscle in his neck, dean's agog. sam growls at people that get close, and dean is equally blissed out and heartbroken, because sam is treating him like an actual mate. that's nice. it's really fucking nice.

dean won't let sam mate him. he knows sam'll regret it. he knows sammy loves him, but there's gonna be a nice, small, wet omega that'll walk into a diner or a grocery store or a gas station and something in sam will click and he'll start to resent dean or even worse he'll stay out of obligation.

sam thinks part of dean still doesn't trust him. after all they've been through, sam knows his brain must be scrambled eggs, and being mated to that can't be easy. or maybe dean doesn't trust sam's biology to not turn on him. he hates his presentation, wishes he was an omega or beta, like dean clearly wishes he was.

GAHHHHHH ABOUT A BOY SALMONDEAN GRAHHHHHH

because like !!!!!! fourteen/fifteen-year-old omega!dean who's all big eyes and sharp tongue and he's never been this small in his life!!!!! to sam, even though he was an omega, he was larger than life. he was protection and safety and home, and his scent alone makes sam break the bathroom door straight off of the wall.

while dean is telling him what happened, sam is slowly inching closer and the entire room reeks bc sam desperately wants to SO BAD scent dean before anyone else can smell him like this because this is a BABY!!!!!!! AND PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BE WEIRD ABOUT HIM!!!!!!! not sam though, he's perfectly chill, just look at the wavelength he's vibrating at rn, he's doing great.

dean's pissed when he picks up on what's happening bc "don't patronize me man, c'mon!" but grudgingly lets sam rub his wrists all over dean's hair/neck when sam points out the potential security risks.

dean shivers when they get outside, and sam turns right back around and comes back out of the motel room with three of his own flannels and a jacket, just to give dean some variety. he looks confused, like he's not sure why he's doing it, and shrugs, wide-eyed, when dean yells at him for it.

(dean ends up picking one of sam's oldest flannels, by the way, and the collar is so tall on dean that he's swallowed by it, and can't stop the quiet purr that rumbles out of his throat as they drive. sam almost swerves them into oncoming traffic.)

they go to fight the witch and sam is practically feral, just snarls and teeth and eyes so dark they look demonic. he breaks the fender off a car in the yard with his bare hands. he throws hansel against the ceiling. dean goes down and sam is crouching over him, and no one knows what the fuck to do bc dean is swearing and cursing and has never seen sam like this ever, has never seen an alpha do this.

the reversal spell doesn't work right away, and they trudge back to their motel after letting tina go. tina--also an omega--doesn't affect sam at all. he shrugs and shakes her hand and offers her money, which she gratefully takes. when they finally get into the motel room, sam keeps presenting dean with clothes to make a nest with, and dammit--fine, okay, it's nice, dean's man enough to admit that, as he grouchily punches sam's clothes into submission on his bed.

ES LS VERSE LET'S DISCUSS!!!! YOU ARE SO CORRECT!!

omega!LS!Dean gets furious when omega!ES!Dean very demurely sidles up to LS!Sam, nudges under his chin in what could very well be familial but it's NOT!!!! LS!Dean goes into hyperdrive trying to provide/protect/prove himself to BOTH sams because ES!Dean smells fresh and looks fantastic and his joints don't creak and LS!Dean's always kind of been a broken omega so who the fuck would pick him over this guy?

ES!Sam cuts his finger on a ceremonial dagger while cataloguing one of the storage rooms and LS!Dean swoops in and cares for it and ES!Dean is incandescent with rage because !!!!! that's HIS job !!!!!!

ES!Dean praising LS!Sam for finding some lore and ES!Sam locks in at a heretounforseen-by-mankind degree and pulls out the most obscure hard-to-find lore because yes !!! praise me as well !!!! and now the sams are caught in a death spiral of trying to provide for the deans because their bodies aren't used to there being a competing alpha that guns straight for dean every time.

LS!Dean's jealousy and hurt kickstarting his heat to pull his mate in, and now LS!Sam & ES!Sam are fighting to the death in the hallway because ES!Sam KNOWS the smell of his distressed brother in heat and there's some foreign alpha that wants him while LS!Sam is just matematematemate and completely senseless to anything else.

ES!Dean tries to step in and knock them out of it but they're both also technically fighting over him, and his legs get all wobbly and weak and he's pouring sweat and leaking slick like a goddamn fountain and it ramps the sams up even MORE because now there's TWO distressed/horny omegas and they both smell like "MINE"

and ES!Sam is kind of flabbergasted because LS!Sam has been a wilting flower the whole time he's been here but now he's literally trying to rip ES!Sam's throat out with his teeth because protecting dean is one of the only things LS!Sam has no qualms/morals/hesitation about. he does not fuck around about his mate, and i think this would give him more grudging respect for LS!Sam because he's 230 pounds of a wall of muscle and--for the first time since this whole shitshow started--actually acts like an alpha.

(one of the deans later getting knocked up and no one knows which sam is the father)

and yes, while we're here, i think omega dean lactating is kind of great. it's just his biology kicking into overdrive and trying to be useful/take care of sam in a way he couldn't when he was a child. dean's humiliated and frustrated but like...when sam finds out he can't stop looking at dean's chest JUST SAYING

thank you SO MUCH for this ask!!!! if you couldn't tell, i love and adored this one, and love getting to ramble about omegaverse samdean for 45 minutes 🙂‍↕️ <3

-lizzy

#ask box #lizzy answers #animangalover15 #<3 #omegaverse #ES/LS verse #avert ye gaze if you won't want to see a/b/o

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waitmyturtles · 1 year ago

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Be My Favorite: I’m All Caught Up!

So two nights ago, I kind of lost it, HAPPILY, in a binge of Be My Favorite -- I’m here to report that I’m all caught up, I’m VERY SEATED for the ongoing episodes, and hopefully I can get it together to do episodic meta from here on out.

First off, I’d like to say, publicly, that I had written multiple times in previous posts that I would NOT be watching BMF after having watched SOTUS, SOTUS S, and Our Skyy x SOTUS for my Old GMMTV Challenge. I thought Krist Perawat’s acting in SOTUS, etc., was awful, especially compared to what Singto Prachaya was delivering. While Our Skyy x SOTUS was markedly better than the two full series, Krist wiping his mouth after the airport kiss still gave cringe, and I was like, peace out, cub scout, hope you never do another BL again.

I RECANT. Clearly, much has improved by way of Krist’s acting skill -- and, likely, by way of how GMMTV workshops their actors and scripts before filming a BL. (And I REALLY want to thank @rocketturtle4 here for going very hard in the paint for Arthit and tagging me in your post, because your SOTUS meta absolutely had me thinking about Krist’s acting again. That piece was part of the inspiration and urge that led me to pick up BMF. Thank you! Good things happen when you clown, friend!)

(As well, I want to note that while Krist’s reputation regarding homophobia has not, by way of general public judgment, been fully redeemed, that I think recent discourse surrounding the early days of the pressures of shipper culture and how his comments were received is very interesting to peruse -- especially for me, as I develop a MUCH sharper eye towards the toxic, negative impacts of shipper culture. This amazing dialogue between @absolutebl and @thelblproject has been EXTREMELY helpful to me in setting that history and context for me.)

So, with all that said:

Be My Favorite is a FABULOUS SHOW. The writing is SHARP, the acting is GREAT, and the chemistry between Krist and Gawin Caskey is SUPERB.

Catching up to episode 7, I want to review what I’m seeing as the major themes of the series, ones that I’m seriously enjoying:

1) As I noted in my Monday night liveblogs, this show is structured in part around the inspiration of a few old yt dudes philosophers and physicists regarding time, space, truth, and relative existence. We gots Nietzsche, Einstein, Orwell, and -- gah, the Thai writer of the book that Max was reading early in the series about Thai social hierarchy, and I cannot find the post that explains that book (if someone has the link for that post, please send, and I’ll edit it in here). (EDITED TO ADD: thank you to @grapejuicegay for sending me the link! The book Max was reading was The Face of Thai Feudalism, and here’s a wiki link for the book). Otherwise, receipts!

Just to recap what I wrote in underslept franticness on Monday night: the first of the old dudes to enter the ring of this series is Einstein, regarding time travel. I mentioned that I am a huge fan of Jack Finney’s Time and Again -- I loved that book in high school. It’s a fantasy about how the American government uses Einstein’s work on weight and light to understand the dimensional aspects of time, the present, the past, and the future, and how multiple existences may be present -- if you can create a pathway into them.

I don’t know at all if BMF is talking to Time and Again, per se, but it IS talking to Einstein and relativity, along with Nietzsche and what’s referenced in the slide above -- Nietzsche’s On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense (and, yooo: here’s the text! Read it! Everyone: READ MORE NIETZSCHE! Let’s meditate on power together when we have the time, eeee!)

I really want someone with a Ph.D to not allow me to say this, but let me offer a blasé summary of the text to say: what’s essentially being said in the dialogue between Einstein and Nietzsche is that truth is relative to the moment in time in which truth is being sought, and to the individual to whom the truth may have meaning. Truth is relative to the beholder of that person that is seeking truth.

In other words: what, exactly, is the truth that Kawi is seeking?

2) @respectthepetty (here) and @lurkingshan (here) are writing excellent meta on the dislikability of Kawi, and how this search for his “truth” is fucking him the hell up. First: I TOTALLY AGREE. This dude wants to spin that damn ball to find out if his life gets “better.”

And what we’re seeing is that he’s slowly relaxing the parameters of what “better” means. What “better” HAD meant to him, early on, was that he’d be in love with Pear, and that his dad would be alive. In episode 7′s rock star world, we see neither of those things happening; in fact, in none of his presumed worlds do we see that happening.

Besides Kawi’s dislikability, which I’ll get back to in a second, I just want to say:

Him jumping to world after world is SO important to this story, and I really like that this series isn’t trying to hone in on ONE world being THE RIGHT WORLD, because -- Nietzsche, Einstein, and Orwell aren’t necessarily the guys you want on the bench arguing in favor of a ONE RIGHT WORLD perspective. They’re the dudes who are like -- bend some light here (Einstein), throw in a linguistical concept there (Nietzsche), and add some questionable politics and power control issues (Orwell), and, well, you got some messy worlds there, my friends.

In other worlds: this show is set, per episode, in the world in which Kawi is existing at that moment. It has relativity to his other worlds -- because he’s an anchor in all these worlds -- but not one specific present moment is his absolute truth. YOW.

3) Sooooo, where does that get us? It gets us to episode 7, an episode that really moved us...“forward” (??) (ha) in this series. In that, Kawi changed enough in his initial state at the start of the series to create a new future for himself that was vastly different than the ones in which Pisaeng was going to marry Pear.

What I am loving about this series is that by being anchored by the influence of the philosophers, in part, that we get to see a lot more light into Kawi and Pisaeng. Pisaeng, as we now know, was pressured by his mother to stay in the closet at a young age (cc @brazilian-whalien52 and @respectthepetty on the linked post!).

What is your truth if you’re in the closet for so long?

In episode 7, Pisaeng has disappeared from the lives of his friends and Kawi for months. We don’t exactly know why at this point. But we get a hint at the very end of the episode -- that he is ultimately spending his time, possibly in multiple worlds, being patient for Kawi to come around to Pisaeng’s love.

Early in the series, as well, Kawi notes to Pisaeng that Pisaeng wasn’t being honest to Pear about not having feelings for Pear. I think this extrapolation has already happened in previous posts, but I’m not finding them at the moment, so let me give flowers to everyone who has said: that Pisaeng’s internal reality is also a world, a present, that Kawi doesn’t necessarily share by way of absolute reality -- in that, what Kawi demands of Pisaeng early on is relative revelation for the sake of the people around him. And how will Pisaeng’s truth affect others? How will it affect Kawi, how will it affect his mom? How does it affect Pear?

All of that is relative truth that each individual, involved in these circles, must translate AND accept and digest in their own individual, micro-level perceptions. Pisaeng’s own truth BECOMES a kind of truth that is slightly different for each person that’s receiving it.

4) And the same for Kawi. Except, we’re seeing it develop differently for Kawi. I think we have known, up until the end of episode 7, what “better” meant for Kawi, as I wrote previously -- Pear, his dad’s health, etc.

But I think we’re going to see a change in Kawi now (hopefully). We’re seeing that Pisaeng keeps returning to Kawi, in almost all the worlds, as Kawi improves himself and checks himself against his “present.” Surely, what we want to see in a BL is Kawi warming up to Pisaeng’s affections. The fact that time travel is the modality by which Kawi will experience that change -- vis à vis some VERY fascinating perspectives on what “truth” really means -- is FABULOUS.

It’s unique, because -- I think -- in the story of Pisaeng, do we see a macro commentary on the reality of being queer in majority cishet societies that may view queerness as dangerous or something to be kept secret, as Pisaeng’s mom indicates.

To keep one’s queerness in the closet -- FOR THE SAKE OF SOMEONE ELSE, damn it -- isn’t that a violation of one’s own truth? And one’s own reality?

5) And, final point (for now) (ha) is: a theme that’s been running through my head on this series is how both Kawi and Pisaeng CHALLENGE EACH OTHER TO CHANGE themselves. Maybe even... for “the better.”

Previously to all of this time travel stuff -- neither of them experienced external pressure to change their worldviews. Pisaeng was going to marry Pear as a closeted queer individual. Kawi was going to live out his life friendless and companion-less.

Instead, THROUGH the time travel, and through their growth in all of these different worlds -- BOTH of them have been forced to change.

I really like this lesson. One can become complacent. As Theory of Love so deftly demonstrated: behavioral change is really hard. But it might be a little less hard if you have a companion, a friend, maybe even a lover, going through similar changes as well.

Kawi is still dislikable, I think, because he’s not aware of either HOW or WHY he’s changing. But he’s changing, alright. He doesn’t have the context, yet, as to why this might be good for him.

Maybe the crystal ball will tell him that?

OR, MAYBE: he’ll come to realize that contentment in the present is ultimately what will give him the most happiness. As Pear said to Kawi during her wedding in episode 7:

“But as we grew older, lived our lives, and continued to make mistakes, we’d have to accept that this was the farthest that we could achieve.”

What Pear is saying here is: you can stop striving sometimes, Kawi. If you can just -- BE -- and accept that life is not PERFECT -- then your future WILL just BE the result of THAT work THAT YOU DO NOW, THAT WILL CONTAIN MISTAKES.

What I hope to see in the future episodes of this series is Kawi recognizing that that work is what will be his revelation, and his ultimate truth for himself -- the truth that makes him the most happy and fulfilled.

We’ll see. I haven’t even gotten into all the subtle references to Krist’s past that this script holds, but @lurkingshan is holding that down in her meta (yay, Shan!).

I am in LOVE with this show, and am SUPER EXCITED to join y’all in watching it! I am VERY IMPRESSED with GMMTV taking another chance on Krist in a BL, and Gawin was a perfect choice as an onscreen partner.

(CCing a few friends who were holding me down during my Monday liveblog, here ya go, some meta for ya -- THANKS FOR YOUR PREVIOUS FEEDBACK, FRIENDS! @dribs-and-drabbles, @grapejuicegay, @rocketturtle4, @chickenstrangers, @lurkingshan)

P.S. I FORGOT TO ADD:

GAWIN. CASKEY. DAMN. CAN THE HOMEY ACT, OR CAN HE ACT? He is SO GOOD IN THIS, MY GAWD! Their CHEMISTRY! MEEP!

#be my favorite #be my favorite meta #krist perawat #gawin caskey #kristgawin #kawi x pisaeng #pisaeng x kawi

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lcvclywon · 8 months ago

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closest moots on blr?

eeee oh i can think of a few!

@wonfilms - ofc i had to include my elle! she’s my literal twin flame and the universe separated us by oceans bc they knew we would be too powerful together >,< she’s my literal twin for everything and i feel like i’m with an old childhood friend whenever i talk to her ^^ i can yap with her for hourssss

@cupidhoons - pookie is on hiatus rn and i miss her interactions on blr ㅠㅠ but my liz is so funny and i’m doubled over laughing everytime i talk to her !! she so sweet and fun and the best person to simp over enha with 😝

@nwjws - mimi!! my first moot ever!!!!! ofc i had to include her she’s been my actual day one ☝️ she’s also on hiatus rn ㅠㅠ but everytime i speak with her i get so happy bc she’s the absolute sweetest and most amazing girl!

@bywons - sru sru sru >,< so fun to talk to and literally so funny !!! we share sm of the same humour and she’s so relatable! also my twin jungwon simp for life ^^ i love all the edits she sends me ! we’re academic victims tgt </3

@hyeinism - via is the absolute sweetest person on tumblr i swear to u ! she’s always brightening up my day with her asks and seeing her in my inbox makes me so happy all the time !!!! my lovely via is the best

@flwrstqr - daninini !! she was one of my earlier moots and i love interacting with her sm >< her works make me giggle and squeal and she’s the absolute sweetest and kindest girl ever

@jlheon - pengie >< again one of my earlier moots and she’s legit so funny like all her little posts have me giggling i love everything she yaps about fr ! we’re literally the more iconic heewon duo ever so how could i not include her

@i2ycat - lyn lyn lyn lyn ^^ oh my lyn is so funny and sweet !! seeing her on my dash makes me squeal and giggle ily so much !! always with the kindest and most helpful feedback too ><

@itjengirl - juju lay >,< my chit chit my a thae lone my pookie !! my first bamar moot on this app and it’s so fun to have someone to fan girl over enha with ^^

ackk i tagged a lot of people sHsbfjfje i hope this isn’t bothering them

#yuya asks ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 #yuyas moots ᝰ.ᐟ #moot games ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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myloveforhergoeson · 8 months ago

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wait actually thinking more about that follower gap post, what is the tasw universe btr fandom's feelings towards roxy? i guess we see a bit of it in the tour letters chapter, and hopefully more in big time contest? are they public at this point? is she, as a girl their age on the team, being shipped with any other member?

hi!! the answer to this is simultaneously simple and complicated. as usual i have a long answer for you!

in short: no, btr fandom doesn’t know more than she’s their touring guitarist and if they did some research they’d find her listed as the writer on many of their songs. james and roxy aren’t public and there’s a few reasons why! as far as the fandom is aware, she just works with the band. after carlos told her he loved her at that one show tho some people might think they’re cute together but more on that later

in long: ah! i’ve already tried to incorporate this in so many ways and i have not found a way i like quite yet. i’ve set many little things up - you are so right about the letters chapter! rox makes a comment about getting some boos when carlos kisses her because we all know what fandom typically does to women who date guys in boybands 😭 in roxy’s birthday chapter, she and james get stopped in santa monica and people start taking pictures of him and he throws his coat over her head and pulls her away from the pier because of some “media training” he said he got from gustavo. jo mentions the same thing happening to her while she was out with kendall before the pair were forcibly made public by her publicist (which is also briefly mentioned; skipped that ep bc i didn’t like the sneaker storyline sorry!) so there’s little crumbs im attempting to put in here and there i just can’t decide what to do with them. i thought about adding another section onto the minnesota chapter where roxy convinces her old boss to let her have her show again for a night where she can “interview” (read: fuck around with her boyfriend in the radio studio for four hours) james and he’d forget to turn his mic off before calling her babe or something and accidentally make their relationship public but 1) the chapter was already way too long and 2) like what do i do then. write an even longer chapter the next time around to fix what i wrote previously? i do not have the same time i used to when i started writing this to just get down like 20 pages a night LMAO. i loveeeee writing don’t get me wrong but it’s just hard for me currently and low interaction on original portions of the story are not very motivating. (but i’m not writing for the engagement don’t worry! it’s just a bonus!!!)

so yeah like it’s THERE it’s just not there.

besides. i want james and roxy to have a conversation about it too but i think he’s probably tweaking out about it bc of gustavo’s “training” and she would love to be public i just don’t think she understands what being in the spotlight really means and she doesn’t want to come off as too pushy because he hasn’t brought it up. neither of them really know what to expect from a public relationship with a public figure. but i mean. they’re out to their friends and stuff obviously! so maybe that might come back to bite them in the butt later idk. i have literally so many thoughts about this i promise itll be in there at some point i just don’t know when :)

i imagine at this point in time the band members each have like the lower end of a 60-100k follower count? i really have no basis for this though. i’ll have to give it some more thought!

tysm for your question eeee!! love seeing things tagged rames on my dash :) <3

#thats all she wrote fic #ash talks tasw #:)))!!!

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unadulteratedkr · 9 months ago

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2, 18, 19, 46 and a wildcard for you too for the fic writer game 💗

eeee thank you for coming into my inbox and playing with me, Ida 🥰🥰🥰

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

Oh, I absolutely have to outline before I write. Pantsless writers, you terrify me (affectionate). It's not anything very formal, like I'm not doing bullet lists, it's much more stream of consciousness mixed in with me congratulating me on good ideas that get me out of problems I create for myself. It's very chaotic 😂 See below, part of my outline for I am tired, I am yours, where I outright ask myself for help

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

It varies! If I'm writing a sequel to something, I'll often have the title picked out before I finish the piece just to keep it thematically tied to the first one. In my Vianton fics, they're all named from Brandi Carlile songs (listen, she's the first person to admit her love songs are fucked up and it fits the Big emotions of a vampire and a werewolf okay I don't make the rules), and the sequel to my actual!KrakenEd fic was pulled from a poem I used a lot as inspiration for the first fic. Sometimes titles come to me in the middle of a piece, sometimes I'm ready to publish and going ".... oh right. Title. For the fic. The fic's title. The title to go on the fic."

I usually pull from poetry or songs for fic titles, but I have some delightful notable exceptions:

-sin is sacred again is titled from the marketing copy from Kraken Rum. No really. I'm not bullshitting you. Go look.

EDIT: OKAY APPARENTLY SOME COWARD TOOK DOWN THE PART I USED AS INSPIRATION BECAUSE THE MONSTERFUCKER VIBES WERE CLEAR BUT LUCKILY I HAVE SCREENSHOTS

-it's not something I can share yet here, but I also wrote a nsfw digital tie-in piece for the Tying the Knot zine titled "The 'I Duoy' Newlywed Special", which has that title solely because I wanted to capitalize on the fucking AMAZING name @jackuntiljune came up with for Archie's shotgun wedding boat

19. What is the most-used tag on your ao3?

This made me laugh so much because @poorlyformed will be SO proud to hear that there's a TIE between "reunions" and "rimming" in my collection.

46. How would you describe your style? (Character/emotion/action-driven, etc)

Ooooo, definitely emotion-driven, but rooted in the characters? Like, I want my writing to evoke emotions, and I write from a very personal place and put a lot of my own heart into my writing, but I also try really hard to make sure that it's rooted in the characters.

Very much how I approach any characters I've ever played too, I think. Like, I bring my own knowledge of the world and of feelings to any part I play, but at the end of the day.... I am NOT a water spirit or an owl or a grad student, and I need to find that character's truth and imagine outside of it, and I try to do that with fic as well. I want to bring what I find compelling to Ed or Stede, but I want to translate it through their characters to make it authentic and fulfilling to THEM.

And for my wild-card, I'm gonna pick, drumroll please [appropriate length drumroll]

#77: Do you have a favorite scene you’ve written from [insert fic here]?

Because I want to talk about my Stardust AU, Between the Sand and Stardust, which miiiight be my favorite thing I've written?

My favorite scene, bar NONE, was the scene where Stede got transformed into a mouse. One, mouse Stede is literally perfect, Stede as a tiny little dormouse gives me so much joy, but TWO, it's when Ed admits he loves Stede for the first time and it's so ACHINGLY TENDER because he thinks Stede can't understand him so he lets himself be a little more honest about it and ALSO I love it because Stede immediately post-transformation is a dolt and I'm in love with him:

get to know your fic writer!

#ask meme #my writing #fanfic life

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steventhusiast · 1 year ago

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Fanfic Tag Game

tagged by @hbyrde36 for this lil tag game EEEE i love tag games :D

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

12. a lot of them aren't stranger things related tho! and they're allll oneshots. working on my first (first for this account anyway) multi-chapter fic atm :D

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

27,486 hoooo boy idk if that's more or less than expected. like i said, mostly oneshots!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently only writing stranger things fics, but every now and then i go back to my spider-man phase so i'll inevitably write spider-man fanfic again. i've also written moon knight (tv show) fanfic before. i just love when my blorbos suffer what can i say

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

NONE of these are stranger things fics fdhgskjfhd

When Peter Forgot What Day It Was

Debriefed

Protector

When the Past Calls

Avengers, Meet Moon Knight

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i try to! i didn't for a while because i didn't know how to respond to like, comments with just emojis? i've always appreciated them but yeah only started trying to respond to ALL comments recently. love comments so much, so i want to encourage as much as possible!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmmm idk i tend to write hurt/comfort, like it ALWAYS ends with some sort of happy. so idk. i mean there is To All The Days We Were Together (To All The Time We Were Apart) which i'm SUPER proud of and that is super sad because it acknowledges eddie's canon death while also being a steddie fic. poor stevie

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

hmmmm maybe Google Translate? it's not got LOADS of plot in it it's just a cute lil meet cute.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

gonna also knock so hard on wood for this, but so far no. i've received a comment pointing out how i've gotten various cultural aspects wrong before and just corrected, but never something hateful. i'm definitely VERY afraid of getting hate though. i am fuelled by validation

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

no, i kind of want to give it a try though? i used to write it (like when i was fifteen/sixteen LMAO) and the things i wrote did well but,, obviously i didn't know anything? you know? idk maybe i should give it another go

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not really? crossovers feel like BIG projects and i haven't really done a big project yet

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no. i've had people request to translate my fics before though? which doesn't count but like,, feels weird because i think one time (when i was writing on wattpad), the person didn't even ask they just started publishing my fic translated and didn't credit me.......... was so strange

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

LMAO yes. both with permission and without as mentioned. i don't mind it if people ask, you know! i just have to make sure it links back to me- it's my work

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

i don't know, this is a hard one. steddie right now,, but like. i just enjoy fics my favourite charaters are in, you know? i will read any ship that is well written and contains steve, and most ships that are well written that contain robin, etc etc.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i would LIKE to think i will finish my WIPs but i don't know. im not very good at that. we will see, i don't wanna say any and discourage myself

16. What are your writing strengths?

i find these kinds of questions very hard to answer HAHA. i think maybeeee i'm quite good at writing internal monologue? i don't know. i get worried to say things like that because i don't want to sound like i'm boasting and it not even be a boast that's supported LMAO. i TRY and ENJOY writing internal monologues of characters a lot, and often have to cut things out to make sure it's not going too internal

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

transitions. i'm TRYING to get it in my head that i don't always have to detail every little thing for the reader to know it's happened, you know? need to work on figuring out things people can assume has happened, or fill in the gaps for, and what people can't

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don't mind it! i think it depends, you know? if the reader is supposed to understand the dialogue, i prefer if there's a translation in brackets or something, or when it's written in english but the dialogue description tells me the language, more than if i have to scroll all the way to a bottom of a chapter to find the translation. and if the dialogue is NOT meant to be understood by the main character/reader (unless you speak the language of course), i LOVE it i think it's neat

19. First fandom you wrote for?

troye sivan..

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

either Separation Entwined (she is near and dear to my heart) or When Peter Parker Forgot What Day It Was because it's me combining all my favourite spider-man oneshot tropes into one thing fhdjsgkdf

NO PRESSURE TAGS (sorry if you've done this already) @dreamwatch @cranberrymoons @spoookysix @theheadlessphilosopher

#tag game #hbyrde36 #gold talks

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spacexcowgirl · 1 year ago

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20 questions for fic writers

here's some stuff about me, thanks for the tag @magswrite <3

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

Four!

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

169,069 (double 69 this is so embarrassing)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently only the marauders, but I've written for other fandoms in the past. On this account, my old Weasley fics can be found, and then I've written for a few other fandoms in other places.

4. What are you top 5 fics by kudos?

just like Maggie I do not have 5 fics lol so this is just my 4 from highest to lowest !!

we'll be just fine (even when I lose my mind) : 16k words, James loses his memories after a quidditch fall and doesn't remember his relationship with Regulus.

Foolish One : 5k word one shot. friends with benefits. miscommunication. mutual pining.

Mutually Assured Destruction : 113k word WIP. a "how to lose a guy in 10 days" au.

where milk and honey flow : 34k word WIP. band/fame au, multiple pairings, multiple tropes. this will be a long one.

5. Do you respond comments? Why or why not?

oh yes! I try to always reply, but sometimes it slips my mind and I forget. Most of the time I get to them, though! I love comments, and I appreciate when a reader takes time out to comment, so I want to show that appreciation by replying.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

so, I only have 2 completed fics, but it's no secret that all of my stuff is happy endings. if I had to pick, I'd say we'll be just fine. it's still a happy ending, but everything isn't perfect, you know?

7. What is a fic your wrote with the happiest ending?

again, only 2 completed fics, so at the moment, probably Foolish One? I think my long fics will beat that in the end though lol.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

nope! I have very nice commenters

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

hmmm hard to answer. have I in the past? yes. have I in any of my current fics? no, not yet. but wm&hf will have smut in it eventually.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest you’ve written?

nope!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

mmm at most I've had it reposted without my permission and without credit on another site, but have never had like a fic idea stolen.

12. Have you ever has a fic translated?

mmm no, but I have had one turned into audio format for accessibility?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

eeee as Maggie said, we have something in the works ;) something fun, very excited about it, but it's neither of our first priorities so it'll be a bit before its done!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

ooooh that's so hard. maybe my judgements clouded bc I'm so hyper fixated, but I do think it's jegulus. maybe that will change tho.

15. What’s a wip you what to finish but doubt you ever will?

the only thing I have started that I don't think I'll ever go back to is this mcd fic that's like a plane crash situation? everything else I fully intend to finish.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten comments praising my prose and characterizations a few times, which really means the world to me. I feel like I have a pretty good grasp on grammar and clear ideas of what I want to happen.

17. What are you writing weaknesses?

okay, two things I think: first, I feel like I meander too much. takes me too long to get to the point, like I'm so fucking wordy so everything is always so slow moving. second, I feel like I'm so bad at like... describing surroundings and stuff.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I use google translate and I take any and all comment suggestions and make changes!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

oh my god I don't even want to say. (hints: RPF, a dance crew, I was in 6th grade). After that one, I kinda abandoned reading/writing fic until I was 19? and when I came back to it, I started in The 100 fandom!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

just going off of the ones I'm currently working with, wm&hf is my favorite. I've been brain rotting about it since like February, I have so many plans, and it just feels a lot more like something I'm really writing for me.

#tag game #mags tag

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mickmundy · 1 year ago

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fic rec anon here! ty for the recommendations :] I read the fics and aughhhh im even more hooked now akdjsoxjs all the artists are *chef's kiss* amazing the brain rot truly has reached its peak

just coming in here to say once again that your bushmedicine slow burn is sooooo good augh <3 <3 I finally caught up to the latest fic of the series

its like you're twisting a knife in my heart excruciatingly slowly and the pining and yearning between these two is SOOO good waugh (PLEASE draw out the yearning more i love the building of their relationship and repressed internal dilemas akdhskdhdoah no pressure of course)

once again, I hope when you eat your favorite dish, it'll be the best it has ever been :]

YAAAY ^__^ mission complete... we got em my friends... we bring the bushmed!! HEHEHE i'm so happy to hear that!! ^v^ <333

AND EEEE THANK YOUUUU ;__; <333 i'm literally SO excited that you feel that way, i know my fic series is quite long so i'm always afraid people are like oh jeez fuck that when they see how long it is SKDFKSDK... i'm so glad you feel that way!! ^_^ i'll always talk about it too but i just feel annoying when i do sdflmsdkfm.., trying to overcome that! but your asks make me SO happy you have no idea!! ;__; <333

i'm not sure if you use tumblr a lot, and if you've seen this stuff please forgive me! but you can also check out some of my tags:

a bushmed aesthetic tag for things i think suit them

a thou giveth fever tag for wips, musings/asks about the series, and more!

my personal medic/sniper tag with everything i've ever posted about them in it, like headcanons, asks, and so on!

a tag full of fun ask games that i always encourage my followers to send me numbers from (just tell me what post!) that i'll happily fill out for medic and sniper anytime!

you can also, as you know, always send me asks about them, my fic series, anything you want! i always love hearing from fellow bushmed enjoyers!! ;u; <333

AND OHOHOO don't worry... i still have Many Plans for beloved medic and sniper... >:) i'd say at this point right now, the current fic i'm posting is probably the like... halfway-ish mark, leaning Slightly closer to the end... but we're still nowhere near the conclusion! HEHEHEHE... at the rate i'm writing, my beloved readers will have weekly bushmed fic updates for the next few months, if i can keep going at the pace i have been!! ^v^

about loving the pining... absolutely! i feel the same. i think it can work really well for both of these mercs specifically too, since sniper is so used to being repressed and has to learn to put himself out there, and medic is so used to being so abrupt and up front that he has to learn to be a bit more sensitive to others (and not just when it suits him!)... the feelings are there, but is the communication?, and so on...

i've said it before but i think true love is when people come together and feel something for one another and work at that relationship.. (nothing against soulmates stuff or anything ofc) but i just prefer to portray love how i feel/see/perceive it, which is something Tender between people who are flawed but what they feel is Real... and i also think that romance is what You define it as and it's just as beautiful and varied as love itself! :') which as i'm sure you've gleaned is also a huge part of my series!

we still have quite a bit of time left on our journey together my friend... you need'nt worry.... i won't spoil anything, but things are going to get.... complicated.... HEEEHEE >:)c

#asks #anonymous #HEHEEHE #thou giveth fever #AGOUAGOUAAA IM LITERALLY SOOOO EXCITED TO POST MOOOORE IVE BEEN WAITING SOOOO LONG TO GET TO POSTING THIS PART OF MY SERIES A:SDLFAMDLAMSDF

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My Trip to the Duck-ies

It was a lovely day in the month of July. The scorching heat filled the school grounds and the air

coolers ran tirelessly; the day went prolonging for which seemed like eternity. Well, I guess

Wednesdays are always too long! As a student I normally am very attentive in my class and try

to participate in the conversations actively. Most of the time I admire what my teacher teaches

me. I am a communicative person and hence admire anything to do with communication. To this

it becomes obvious that I enjoy my English classes. However boring something may be there is

always a positive in it. To Wednesdays my positives are the two English classes. They seem like

two leaves on a deep pond. Today’s English class was all the more fun because of the two

funny events that laid like two eyeballs of two very expressive eyes. It was around eight forty

five am in the morning and I was all ready for my classes to begin. I waited with my eyes

popped out to see which period it was. Normally, the first period is mostly Math or Business so I

did not really expect much of it. However, my fate had different plans for me. I had English

today, that too two periods of English. I was delighted to know this when I got carried away by

some silly conversation happening in class. In a while all the chaos was sorted and we got back

to our seats. The bell rang and class had begun flawlessly. The teacher came into class and

casually went about the literature. She shared some of her very own experiences which I often

listen very attentively to. As I enjoyed my time at class I sat down writing a story. I carefully

worked in perfect synchronization that I was lost in my very own world. Once I was done I

handed it over to my teacher requesting her to correct my mistakes if there were any. As she

went through my work I sat staring at the time table jotted neatly on the clean black board.

Realizing what I was doing, my teacher informed me that there was no Chemistry class today as

Sir was not keeping very well. Seconds after she delivered this message there was a faint

sense of joy around the class. Now comes the first interesting part!

Trip One

Suddenly, my teacher said, “ Oh! Chemistry class! Go and order grade 11 to read five chapters

of the book ‘The life of Pi (π)’ be very stern and loud”. “EEee! This sounds like an interesting job

I also want to come” shrieked my classmate. So, it was decided. It was me and my classmate

tagged along to the room of the ducks ‘Quack Quack’! We sprinted across the long broad

corridors and planned our parts as to who was going to deliver which part of the message. I

giggled all through the staircase and took a deep breath before I knocked on the door. I was a

little nervous and scared to go to the class. Not because my seniors were scary or something.

To be honest they are the sweetest and most inspiring people in our school. Although they are

really awesome, I still felt that way. I opened the door and said excuse me just in case there was

a teacher. When I looked into the class I was up for a surprise, I had to look around that big of a

classroom at an angle of three sixty degrees only to find all four of them sitting in a corner and

doing something I don’t even know. I just said, “Please complete five chapters of the book ‘The

life of Pi’”. I did not make any eye contact and ran back up to my class!

Once we were quite far from the class we looked at each other and started laughing. The

seniors' expression was soo blank we could barely work out which one of them said “okay” for

what we told them. We quickly wrapped up and jogged our way to class, avoiding any

embarrassment in the middle of the corridor.

After this the day continued to sag again:). I had breaked for snacks, soon after I enjoyed my

tasty delight! I sat through all sorts of tedious classes understanding advanced concepts and

interpreting logical information. I solved complex problems and played extensive games. I was

just enjoying myself thoroughly. I can still remember that we solved around one hundred

problems that day! Then I had my delicious lunch packed by my mother with fries for extra joy!

In no time it was the English period again. I was looking forward to what we were going to do

this time. I was ready for some more adventure. I grabbed my thin English book out of my huge,

heavy bag and flipped through the pages. I was going to do a vocabulary activity because of

which I was scrolling through my teacher’s ‘One Plus’(a brand name) phone. When all this was

happening my teacher was telling me about the Hiku(a 3 line poem) and Limerick(a 5 line poem)

the 11th grade ducks wrote. By the way, if you were wondering why I was referring to them as

ducks; their class name is ducks that is why! She was telling me how they made it a mummy

poem and a baby poem. Meanwhile, another classmate of mine asked my teacher, “ Ma’am,

when is the due date for this writing task?”. To this my teacher replied, “Tomorrow. If tomorrow

ever comes…Oh that’s a book! Hanshikha, that’s a book with one of the ducks, go bring it from

him!”. I looked funny as I tried to process the whole scene. “I’m tagging along”, said my

classmate. “And don’t forget to give a nasty look at the poem chart” exclaimed my teacher “Be

very firm”. “If tomorrow never comes?!” I clarified. “If tomorrow comes! If you say if tomorrow

never comes he’ll probably say “hey what, go back to class”” said my teacher smiling. At this I

burst out laughing as I went all the way to 11th grade another time!

Trip Two

Now, I was laughing uncontrollably for some reason I myself did not know. I took breaks in

between the steps asking my classmate to let me calm down. Before I knew it I was already in

front of their door. It was time for the session to repeat! I went inside to find out they were

attending Math class. It was now my classmate's turn. She said, “Do you guys have a book

called If Tomorrow Comes?”.She made it really stern, in fact she did a better job than me. Mostly

because she did not know them. My senior replied, “Oh yeah! I have it but it’s at home”. “You

don’t have it?” I asked, trying to be as stern as possible but still laughing. “Okay, bring it

tomorrow.” I said. Then my classmate gave a very, very nasty look at the poem chart and we ran

off without even thinking about looking at their faces. I barged into class and told Ma’am that the mission was complete!

The Next Day

The following day my teacher came to our class and told me, “Mission success!! I spoke to your

senior today. He mentioned referring to your classmate that she was soo intimidating, so

dominating, it seems he got scared. I said that the girls were following my command” I laughed!

I thought he’d understand by my sudden change of character that I was not being myself, but I

am still happy that he got scared!

This was my hilarious experience with my duck-y seniors!

Wonder why “Duck-y”? Because they are ducks and always very lucky!

#seniors #school #humor #happy #funny #prank

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