#update: ok i put in a good 30 minutes into it and i have a better grasp on it now 👍

[daz4i]

damn. i need to keep working on memorizing this monologue. god i'm so lazy and stupid for not working on it earlier *continues to not work on it*

[luciferlightbringer]

Love in a Hopeless Place

Chapter 6

Hi lovelies! Please be warned that this is a heavier chapter that discusses trauma and depictions of violence! I'm sure I'm going overboard with the warnings, but I'm just wanting to make sure I cover all of my bases here! xoxo, Dany

Chapter 5|Chapter 6|Chapter 7|Updated through Chapter 12

Lucifer x prostitute fem!reader Word Count: 5.3k CW: Slowburn, Prostitution, Hurt/comfort, trauma, fluff, cuddles, depression, anxiety, protective "not-boyfriend" !Trigger Warning!: Physical violence, abuse, neglect, vague mentionings of underage sex work, drug use, torture, and drug dealing

The next couple of days seemed to creep by more slowly for the both of you, nothing drastic, just... slower, more... unpleasant. It could have been because of how good everything felt to be with each other, but at least for you, there had been another new factor.

You had still been seeing other clients while working for Lucifer, and sure, he took up the largest amount of time, but there were still others, some one offs and some regulars, and a handful of new clients. Most of them didn't give you much grief, but one of your newer clients had taken quite a shine to you, and wanted to see you more often. He was... ok...ish... not really. He was a little selfish, which was fine, but he also had an aggressive personality, and not the fun kind. He had not done anything "bad" to you yet, but he toed the line and that made you nervous.

This had not been as much of an issue until someone tipped him off that you did house calls it was Cynthhhhia, and in the last two days he had asked for you to go to his place, and he seemed to push the boundaries more outside of the brothel. Larry had always told you that if anyone made you ladies uncomfortable, that you could put them on your "No Kiss List", basically being banned from being scheduled with you, and depending on the intensity of the issue they could also get banned from the Lounge entirely.

Again, at this point, this newer guy, Jethro, had not done anything yet, so you still felt like you could handle him, but he was still a cause for some stress. The night of your next visit with Lucifer was a welcome one. When you got too Lucifer's, you pulled him into a tight embrace. He welcomed your hug, but noticed that it felt a little different, a little heavier than usual.

"Well hello to you too! Haha! Hey, you doing ok?" he said, looking at you with soft concern as your released him from your embrace.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?" you smiled, trying to hide your stress from the day.

"Oh nothing, you just uh... felt a little tense is all," he said sheepishly.

"Oh! Haha, ya it's nothing. Just a long day. Lots of clients, lots of... you know," you said trailing off.

"Of course! Haha, how silly of me! Do you, uh... need a minute? Do you want to, like, take a bath or shower or something?" he asked, "By yourself of course! I'm sure a minute to yourself would be nice. Plus, I still need to finish up with dinner," he added nervously, he felt his checks tint pink.

You chuckled, you thought it was funny when Lucifer would overthink his statements and felt like he needed to clarify something.

"That sounds nice, I might just take you up on that," you smile.

"Great!" he smiled, "Chose any bathroom you like, dinner should be ready in like 30 minutes."

The two of you part ways as you headed to one of the close-by guest bathrooms and Lucifer headed back to the kitchen. Lucifer had some updates that he had wanted to tell you about from Charlie's meeting with Heaven, but he figured that could wait a little longer. Plus, he was now preoccupied by his own dumb comment.

'"You want to take a bath or shower or something? By yourself, of course!" no duh, you idiot! She understood that's what you meant, why did you felt like you needed to clarify that?! Why do you gotta be so weird sometimes?!' he scolded himself as he made his way to the kitchen. Lucifer definitely had people that would cook for him, but he liked that it gave him something to do sometimes while he waited for you to get there in the evenings.

Meanwhile, you drew yourself a bath and slipped into it. You examined the bruises on your legs and chest from where your earlier guest had bitten and grabbed you. You were normally all for kinks like these, but these feel more forceful, and therefore made you upset to look at. You hid your legs under the water and just floated in the big tub for a while.

You smiled to yourself again as you thought of Lucifer stumbling over himself 'You want to take a bath or shower or something? By yourself, course!' followed by that little nervous smile. It was cute, and it was funny that he kept forgetting that he could just request that if he wanted to. You wouldn't have minded, you honestly would have liked it. He would be so warm and soft, snuggling into your chest in the warm water. You realized you had only ever seen him down to a barely opened shirt, while he has seen you down to your lingerie, for a fleeting minute.

How odd it was, that he had been one of your longest running and most consistent clients and yet, you too had not been sexually intimate at all. It was nice, but also... a little disappointing? Why was that disappointing? Why did you care? And why did you actually like the thought of bathing with him?

Your thought process was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Uhh... occupied?" you said.

"There you are!" you could hear Lucifer through the door. "Jesus Christ, darling why do I have so many bathrooms?"

You shrugged, "Uhh.. cuz you're rich and its funny?"

"Hmm... That is true..." Lucifer chuckled on the other side of the door, "Anyways, dinner is ready whenever you are!"

"Ok!" you called out, and you started to get ready. As Lucifer walked away, he paused for a moment, thinking about how you were naked on the other side of the door.

He shook his head and kept walking, "Dude, stop it," he said quietly to himself.

A few minutes later, you were out, a toweling off your hair, back in your earlier clothes.

"How are you feeling?" said Lucifer as you entered the room.

"Much better, thank you," you said with a smile.

You and Lucifer sat down to eat, and Lucifer was finally able to tell you about the whole ordeal of setting up the Heaven with meeting the exhausting bureaucracy and drama of it all, and then... the aftermath of Charlie's meeting. Charlie had gone up with Vaggie, met with a bunch of the angels and seraphim, including Adam, the first man and leader of the yearly exterminations, and his right hand exorcist, Lute, and... it did not go well. Charlie had gotten them to start actually start thinking about the whole issue, then Adam dropped the whole "extermination" thing on the counsel, and most of the angels in the room knew nothing about the extermination of souls in hell! Consider the tea, spilled. Then on top of that, the council said their was not proof sinners could be redeemed, and Adam basically declared war on the Hotel.

Well, this was very stressful, but in a way that made you care more and made you forget about your worries from earlier in the day. You thought about Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Angel... everyone at the hotel... You were wondering how they were feeling, how they were going to get out of this. So much for your idea about moving into the hotel. You chuckled to yourself.

"What is it?" Lucifer asked.

"Oh... it's stupid," you say with a wave of your hand, Lucifer gives you a look. You sigh, "Just... puts a little damper on my daydream to try out the hotel."

Lucifer cocked his head to the side, "You were thinking about moving to the hotel?"

You sat back and shrugged, "It was... a passing thought. Nothing serious. I realize that probably would have made things complicated, it's probably just easier this way."

Lucifer studied your face, "Maybe after the next extermination, see what happens. I just don't want you to get caught up in all of that right now."

"Ya," you say, staring off. Your worries returning back to thoughts of Charlie and the others.

Lucifer read the concern on your face, and placed a hand over yours. You looked up to meet his soft smile.

"It's gonna be ok..." he said with hesitation. "I don't exactly know how it is going to be ok, I would be lying if I said it wasn't nervous... but I trust my daughter... and her friends seem to be good people... outside of Alastor," his glared off to the side at the mentioning of the Radio Demon.

He was right, maybe not all hope was lost, maybe Charlie would figure out something. You smile at the face he made, then looked down at his hand on top of yours. Your face shifted in thought in response to something he had just said, "her friends seem to be good people..." Did he really believe that? Did that visit really change his mind that much? That's not what he had made it sound like the other day. You had forgotten about that comment, and now the reminder left you with a bitter taste.

Lucifer looked over and caught your expression, "What's on your mind?"

You look at him sideways, "Do you really believe that? That her friends are good people?"

"Well... as far as I have seen, why do you say that?" he said with worried confusion.

You look up at him, "I just thought that sinners were all violent psychopaths, hell-bent on causing as much pain a destruction as they can."

Lucifer froze, shit did he really say that the other day to his daughter, in front of you and all of Charlie's friends? Yeesh.

He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "Jeez, I really did say that didn't I?" You gave him a slow judgmental nod. He sighed, "I... I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that... I'm sorry... I realized that I have never really taken the opportunity to actually get to know many sinners, and I've passed a lot of judgement on them the last... 10,000 years. They are not like that... you, are definitely not like that... Honestly, meeting you has made me really confused on the matter of how they decide who ends up here entirely."

Your slight distain turned you curiosity, and you raised an eyebrow, "How so?"

Lucifer took a minute to try and find the words, "Uhh, well... fuck, ok... I guess I just don't understand why you are in hell in the first place. The way you treat people puts people I used to know in Heaven to shame."

You blow a puff of air out your nose in a laugh, "Maybe the way I treat you and hotel people, I'm not like this with everyone, you know?"

"Well ya... but still..." Lucifer held back his next question a moment, he didn't want to say anything to upset you. "Can I ask... um... how you ended up here?"

You prop your head up on your hand and thought, being alive felt so long ago. Lucifer waited nervously for you to answer, but he was pretty sure you didn't look mad at the question.

"You really wanna know?"

He nodded.

"Well... I was the oldest child of drug addict parents, who had no right having any kids, spent much of my life fending for myself and my siblings, my parents would not stop having fucking kids and I was basically the only parent for them. I had to do... whatever I could for them, steal from neighbors, stores, random people's cars, anything to get food and money for my siblings. When I was older, my grandmother got custody of us and it got a lot better, but we struggled a lot mentally and it was hard to shake the old habits. She had to knock some sense into me to stop stealing, but I could never get past the idea of needing to be the parent of the house. I didn't go to school until end of middle school, and when I started it was hard, I skipped school, never finished an education. I wanted to... but I was way too far behind by that point, and with so many kids, grandma couldn't get all of us caught up. I encouraged her to focus on the younger ones. I tried getting a normal job, but I ended up meeting shitty people and I get ended up selling drugs and my body to get by. It wasn't great but it made me money. I had bad and sub-par relationships, nothing great. During my last relationship, I was actually starting to learn about boundaries and shit, feeling like it might actually go somewhere... and then I was killed during a bad drug deal," you looked back at Lucifer casually as you finished your story.

Lucifer looked at you with so much heartbreak in his eyes. No pity, no belittlement, no tears, just sadness. "How are you still so full of kindness then? After all of that?"

You smiled, "Partly cuz I can act, but mostly because... everything stupid, reckless, or "sinful" I ever did... it was for my siblings. I always thought that I would damn myself to hell so that they didn't have to." You shook your head, "I sure did damn myself to hell, but... I don't know how successful I was, my siblings always seemed mad or annoyed with me... but... I just loved them all so much."

Lucifer stood up and wrapped his arms around you as you remained sitting, your head at his chest level. You were taken by surprise, but hugged him back, "What's this for?"

He released you slightly from his hug, and held your face in his hands. "If you gave your siblings even an ounce of the care you have shown me, I know you were successful, and I know they will never forget the sacrifices you made for them."

Your eyes go wide, 'Could it... could it be? Could he be right? Could you have saved them? Saved them from the same pain you endured? Could your actions have changed the course of their lives? Could you have saved them from a fate in hell?' Tears started to form in your eyes. 'No. No. No no no no no. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, no crying in front of Lucifer.' You rip your face away from Lucifer's hands and wipe your face before the tears fall.

Lucifer ached to see you tear yourself away and wipe your tears. Until this moment, he had never realized how much of a wall you had up, how much you protected yourself, how much space you gave to him and how little you gave for yourself. He knew the dynamics were weird, this not being a normal friendship and all. Those dynamics were starting to make him so frustrated, he just wanted to hold you every night and tell you how much he cared about you... but things were way too messy now. He had no idea how to untangle this, and emotionally vulnerable conversations did not seem like the best idea right now with everything going on.

"Sorry," you say as you finish wiping your tears, "Thank you, really, I mean it. I'm just... not used to that."

Lucifer smiled, "Well... I hope this can be a good... beginning to that..."

'Nice job Lucifer, fucking nailed it, idiot.' he thought you himself.

You laugh, he laughed with you. Alright, enough of that, time for some tv and snuggles. You also remembered another question you had for Lucifer from you day at the hotel. You asked Lucifer about how he could teleport, and asked if the driver was necessary or if he could just pick you up from your apartment for your evenings together. He didn't know why he hadn't thought about that before, he had been worried about people following the car back to his place, or bothering you, and that would make him feel better. Plus, it would be cool to see your place. You guys made a plan for him to just teleport in to grab you in the future.

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The next couple of weeks were a weird mixture of fun and stressful, Lucifer started teleporting in to get you right at your set meeting time and he got to see your place. It was... small, really small, and there wasn't much to it. He made a comment oh how "minimalist" it was, but you just said you didn't need a lot, you weren't used to much, which wasn't completely a lie, but you didn't want to worry him with images of the other girls trying to break into your room.

Outside of that, Lucifer had the added stressors of worrying about Charlie, the hotel, and the upcoming extermination/war with Adam. You would go a visit the hotel crew with him often, but it only seemed to ease his mind while he was there. He started to complain again about struggling a little with sleep, he would fall asleep fine, especially with you there, but he started having nightmares that would wake him up in the middle of the night and would make it hard for him to fall back asleep. You were frustrated that you did not know how to help him with that, but you also knew he could take care of himself. You couldn't fix all of his problems.

You on the other hand... had reached a boiling point with Jethro. He continued to ignoring safe words, become more controlling, manipulative, and aggressive, until one day you had enough. You stopped the scene you were in and told him that he would not stand for his behavior anymore. Jethro did not like this, and you left his house with a black eye, as well as several other bruises across your body, may be even a sprain. You ran back to the Lounge as quickly as you could, trying desperately not to cry in public.

You got into the Lounge and ran up to your room to hide. Luckily, one of the girls you were closer to saw you, and told Larry. Larry texted you, asking what happened and if he could come up to talk to you. You agreed. Larry came up to your room, you opened the door for him to see you in tears, covered in bruises, trying to ice your eye. You told Larry what happened, and he told you he was putting Jethro on your "No Kiss List", banning him from the Lounge, and that he would handle Jethro if he tried coming back in.

You thanked him, he patted your shoulder, and asked if you wanted you clients canceled for the rest of the day. You asked who was left for the day, and the only one left was "Lance". You shook your head, just asking that no walk-ins get scheduled with you between then and now so that you could be ready by "Lance's" appointment. Larry agreed, and left you to your wounds. You had no idea how you were going to pull your yourself together and hide this all from Lucifer by tonight, but you had to try.

You went into the bathroom, ran a bath, played some music, and cried, partly from the pain, partly from fear. You were so in your head from the experience, that you did not do as well keeping track of time. Before long, Lucifer teleported into your room. Lucifer was a little shocked to not see you in your room, but then he heard the music from the bathroom. Oh ok, you must have been just running a little late.

He want to go knock on the door so that he knew you were there and didn't surprise you, but then he heard something else from the bathroom that made him stop. Was that... crying? Was that part of the music or was that you? He waited, the song changed, and the crying continued. That was definitely you. He finally knocked.

You were startled by the sound of the knock, "Uhhh... occupied?"

"It's me darling, I hope I didn't startle you," you heard Lucifer's voice through the door. You picked up your phone and looked at the time. Shit! You quickly got out of the tub.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, uhh... I must have lot track of time. Busy day. Lots of clients. Uhh... I'll be out in a minute!" you say has you hurried to get dressed. Luckily, you had already brought your clothes into the bathroom with you, so Lucifer wouldn't have to see all of the bruises.

"No rush! You take as much time as you need," Lucifer called back, then he went to go take a seat on your couch.

His words made you feel a little better, but you did not want to keep him waiting any longer than you already had. You quickly did what you could to put on makeup to cover up the big bruise around your eye, you could cover the coloring just fine, it was the swelling you were worried about. It had gone down a little, but it might still be noticeable.

Part of you wishes you had canceled on him, but that would have made you sad more than anything else, and it probably would have worried him. That is if he actually cared about you. Errrr... stop that. Lucifer is not like Jethro or the others, he actually does care, at least... to some amount. You just did not want anyone to see you like this, but especially him.

Eventually you finished your makeup and looked at yourself, it would have to be good enough for today. You painted your best sweet smile on your face, and walked out the door.

"All done! Ready to go?" you said cheerful.

"Yup!" Lucifer said, trying to match your cheerful tone, but he was worried. Why had you been crying? Why were you now trying to hide it? Why were you wearing so much make up today? He hadn't seen you wear this much make up since the first few appointments you guys had. He remembered that Charlie once said girls sometimes wear more make up when they were sad because "If you look better, you feel better", so he didn't comment. He just smiled, wrapped an arm around you, and teleported you both back to his place.

You were already more relieved to be back at his place, the stress of the day still held tightly to you, but it was better here. You swung your arms around Lucifer, enveloping him in a hug. Lucifer held you back tightly, softly but firmly. He was so comforting and soft, you wanted to live in that embrace.

He didn't know what was making you so sad that day, but he wanted to do everything to make you feel better. He had your favorite dinner and dessert made, grabbed you your favorite blanket for when you guys would cuddle on the couch and watch tv later, and he was going to find that tv last that you said you used to like to watch sometimes when you were alive, "The Office."

At one point, during desert, Lucifer looked over at you and saw a strand of hair flop down front of your face. He reached over to tuck it behind your ear, but because of the angle, you didn't see his hand until it was almost near your swollen eye. You flinched and practically jumped out of your chair, shouting "No!" and covering you eye with you hand, the other was wide with panic.

Lucifer flinched his hand back, and stayed still. What was that about? You had never reacted like that before.

"Darling, is everything alright? I didn't mean to startle you," he said softly, worry painting his face.

You realize you had misunderstood what he had been trying to do and panicked, 'Shit! Shit, shit, shit!' You couldn't tell what was the greater emotion in that moment, the shame of reacting to Lucifer, or the fact that the emotions from earlier where about to bubble up again. 'Do I try to push it down? Do I run for the bathroom? Shit. There is no hiding it, is there? He is going to find out about it now.'

You start to sit back down, still covering your eye, "I, uhh... I'm sorry... I don't... I didn't mean to yell at you like-"

"(y/n)" Lucifer said firmly, you look at him with your uncovered eye, tears starting to fill up the edge of your vision, "Please. Please tell me what's wrong. Why are you covering your eye? What made you jump so hard?"

You start to breathe heavily, "Are you sure you want to know?" you say with tears in your voice.

"Yes, my darling, I do. More than anything," Lucifer said, standing up slowly to come closer to you.

You look down, breathe, and lower you hand. Now that he was looking right at your eye, he could see how swollen it was under all of the make up.

"Is that... a black eye?" he said panicked. You nodded. He started to put some context clues together.

"Someone did this to you?" he asked, a little more sternness in his voice. You nodded again, the tears were starting to fall. "Someone from the Lounge?"

You nodded, "A client," you whispered.

"Did he do anything else?" he asked, trying to hold back the growing anger in his voice. You nodded. "Can you show me?" You froze, looking down, more tears falling, "Please don't be mad at me, I didn't want you to know, this shouldn't be something you worry about-"

"Darling," he says cutting you off again, "I am not mad at you, I am however mad at the sick fuck that did this to you. And I will worry about you, because I want to. Do you understand me?" You were not used to hearing him talk like this, it was scary, but in a comforting way. His words were growing in anger, but you understood it was not at you, it was for you.

You look up at him to see that his eyes had changed color, basically inverted, black slitted pupils now surrounded by golden irises and deep blood red sclera. They were terrifying and beautiful at the same time. You nodded, finally answering his question, and you started to take off your sweater. Lucifer saw your arms and torso littered with different sizes of bruises and deep bite marks. At the sight of them, horns grew out from his temples and a tail lashed out from his back. Again, he looked scarier, but for some reason, you were not afraid. You actually felt... safe? You had never seen someone so mad for you before.

Lucifer gently and slowly reached out for your arm, trying to make sure not to scare you further. "Is it like this on your legs too?" You nodded. You were about to ask if he needed to see them, when he pulled you into a tight hug. You were confused, but welcomed it. His hugs were always nice but this one felt, even better? All of your bruises and bites started to feel, lighter, and then the pain was gone. Lucifer released from your hug, and you looked down to see all of your marks were gone.

'He could heal too?! Fuck, is there anything he can't do?'

"Better?" he asked. You nodded. "Good, now. I'm gonna need a name and location. Now." he paused, "please."

You hesitated, you weren't supposed to tell anyone who you had been meeting with. But... he had not specifically asked for digression, and he was banned from the Lounge, and it would probably save Larry and the girls some trouble, and... fuck it, it was hell! Who cared!

"What are you going to do to him?" you asked. He smirked with a wicked smile, carefully reached out to softly hold your chin, and with a demonic resonance to his voice, he whispered, "Why darling, I'm going to make him suffer in a way that this realm has not tortured and tormented a soul in EONS, I am going to rip him his own dimension of time and space where he will be able to experience his body being ripped apart, piece by piece, and put back together, over and over again, for the rest of eternity."

You had no idea how to picture that and you didn't care... it was terrifying, but Lucifer's power was fucking HOT.

"Uhh... Jethro Hanson. Big house out in Pentagram city, near the inner city, very bright red, can't miss it," you spit out. He smiles, unfurls his six, big, beautiful wings from his back, gives you a soft kiss on the hand and says, "I'll be right back," before opening a portal above him and flying into it. It closes behind you and leaves you alone, in the dining room.

Your heart was racing, there were too many feelings swirling inside your mind, joy, sadness, rage, fear... lust. God, his full demon form was hot, what the hell? After a few minutes, the adrenaline wore off, and you found yourself on the couch starting to cry again, but this time... it felt GOOD. These tears were cathartic like nothing you had ever felt before, a hard, powerful cry.

After about 15-20 minutes, Lucifer reappeared, the same as he looked when he had left, just wiping his hands on themself after a job well done, as you would after a job well done. Lucifer heard your cries and ran to you, getting in his knees in front of you on the couch and cocooning you in his wings.

"Darling, what's the matter? I'm so sorry, did I scare you?" he said with words full of worry.

You shook your head, smiling and pressing your forehead to his, "No. Not at all. I'm just... I'm good. Really. I'm just not used to... feeling cared about, and... protected..." You choke out, before continuing to sob.

'Shit, shit, ok, what do I do?' he thought to himself. Then he remembered. He retracted his horns and tail, set his eyes back to their normal color, picked you up, laid down on the couch, and positioned you to lay on top of him, your head on his chest, wings wrapped around you. As you laid there, he rubbed your back as you continued to cry. "And as long as I am here, you will never have to know life without that, ever again," he said softly, so softly that you couldn't make it out over the sound of your own sobs.

Slowly, your tears started get get quieter, and your breathing started to slow. As Lucifer laid there with you on his chest, he started to card his fingers through you hair. What a dream you were to him, he had be so cared for by you, and now he was able to give that care back to you. That was honestly all he had wanted, was to have someone to be cared by and for. To have... someone to love.

Love?

Love.

'Oh my god... do I love her?' he thought at he looked down at your soft face. Studying the features of your face as you laid on his chest with this new idea, everything suddenly made sense. The nervousness, the desire for closeness, the way you lit up his world, the way your smile would wash his cares away.

He loved you.

That was about to make everything wayyyy more complicated.

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[emmy19-05]

So Long, London

Ona Batlle x Reader

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SUMMARY: After multiple years of playing soccer in London, you return to your hometown to join a highly regarded local team. Upon arrival, you are reunited with Ona, an old teammate, who has become a key player on the team. Despite some initial tension and unresolved feelings from the past, Ona offers you a room in her apartment. As you settle in and start training, a flood in your room forces you to stay with Ona, leading to a rekindling of old emotions and a deep, unexpected connection between you two.

SMUT 18+

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Warning!! Contains: cunnilingus, strap/strap sucking, fingering, dirty talk, praising, etc.

(ONA AND THE READER ARE SWITCHES!! They both give and receive in this.)

I’m aware this is longer than most of my other fics😭 but i really enjoyed writing this! This is for all of you who voted for Ona in my poll. haha

Word Count: 2.9k

You are about to board your plane, leaving your old life behind in London. Your time with Chelsea is finally up. You feel sad leaving your old team behind, but you feel you need to start a new chapter in your life. You are excited to go back to your hometown and to hopefully reconnect with some old friends. As you board the plane you think about how excited you are to join the new team who offered you a contract. The team is known in your hometown to be really good and talented, and you can’t wait to meet your new coach and teammates.

You just landed in your hometown, which you haven’t visited in multiple years. You decide to head to your hotel. You just got the offer for the contract recently, so you don’t have a permanent place to stay yet. As you wait in the Uber for the driver to drive you to your hotel, you think about how much you’re going to miss Chelsea and all your friends you almost consider your family.

You realize that your Uber driver is looking at you, you then look out your window to see that you are at your hotel. You hurry up and get out hoping you weren’t staring off into space for too long since he looks annoyed at you. As you walk up to the front desk to check-in you check your phone and see a text from Zecira, a goalie from Chelsea, who you became good friends with during your time at Chelsea. She just wished you a safe travels which you reply a quick thank you and a quick update on everything.

After checking into your hotel, you check the time. It’s currently 3:28pm and you have training at 5pm, you decide to start to get ready. You shower and put on your training kit, excited to meet your new team and coach, you then get into an Uber to head to the stadium.

Traffic is horrible, so you are glad you left early. You forget how bad traffic is here. Especially near the stadium. Your hotel is only 10 minutes away from the stadium, but the Uber’s navigation you can see on the dashboard is saying another 21 minutes. You huff out and start to feel anxious, you simply cannot be late on your first training.

You get into the locker room at 5:24 and you feel immediate relief that you aren’t late . You don’t see any other players in the locker room, so you figure that they’re already on the field warming up. As you put your stuff in your assigned locker, you walk out onto the field at exactly 5:30, well and 39 seconds, but who’s counting? You look around to see if you see the coach so you can go introduce yourself. You spot her in the corner of the pitch talking to some other players. You feel excited to introduce yourself to everyone, but kinda nervous too. You haven’t done much research about the team or who’s on it, you just know they’ve been top of the league for multiple seasons. So you were honored to see they wanted to sign you. As you walk over to your coach you see her look up and smile at you

“Well hello, you must be y/n” The coach says

“Yes, I am! It’s very nice to meet you ma’am.” You say

“Oh please, coach is fine.”

“Ok you got it, coach,” you laugh as she smiles at you.

She’s an older woman probably in her mid 50’s, but she seems really nice. You’re happy at least the coach likes you, well at least you hope.

“Ok, well let’s go introduce you to the team.” Coach says

“Ok, let’s do it.” You smile

You feel tense and nervous hoping you get along with everyone. As you walk up to the team you go to look at all of them, but someone immediately catches your eye. You recognize her from your old team before you made it to the big leagues and moved to London to play in the WSL. You feel tense as she eyes you up and down. You wonder if she recognizes you. It’s been years after all and you look way different. Ona is a full-back, one of the best you’ve ever seen. Ona looks different too, she looks good, really good. You were surprised she never decided to go pro, guess you were wrong because she did, only if you kept in touch. You remember reaching out to her, she always texted you back, of course, but you remember her replies to you always getting shorter and shorter.

You realize the whole time you were thinking about Ona, Coach was introducing you to everyone. You weren’t paying attention at all. It’s going to be awkward having to re-ask everyone’s names because you weren’t paying attention.

“y/n, now that you’ve met everyone, Ona here informed me that you two were on an old team together years back, so I decided to make Ona your official partner for the next few games, consider her a guide. If you have any questions just ask me or her.”

You glare at Ona and she raises her eyebrow and winks. You roll your eyes wondering why Ona after all these years after you ghosting you wanted to be your “guide” you scoff.

“Hello, y/n” Ona walks up to you and says

“Hi,” You say “surprised you remember me.”

“Why wouldn’t I remember you?” Ona says

“Why do you think? Actually never mind don’t answer that. I really don’t care” You begin to walk away.

Ona grabs your wrist and says

“You can’t ignore me forever, princesa,”

You roll your eyes at the nickname she gave you. You remember her calling you that all those years ago then you walk away annoyed.

Game day (2 weeks later)

You are in the locker room getting ready for the first game of the season. Since you barely joined the team; you aren’t starting, but Ona is. You are at least a sub though. You don’t care though it’s routine for every new team you join. You usually don’t immediately start. Especially your first game.

Your team wins the game 3-1. You get subbed in during half-time. You think you did pretty good for your first game on a new team. Ona comes up to you and says

“Hey we are going to go out for some drinks to celebrate if you wanna join us?”

“No thanks” You say

“Oh please, come on.” Ona says

“No, I have to meet up with my real estate agent later tonight and I'm not showing up drunk.”

“Real estate agent, what?” Ona questions

“Since the offer to sign here was so last minute, I am currently staying in a hotel until I can find an apartment to permanently live in.” You say.

One of your teammates puts her arm around Ona’s shoulder and says

“Just stay with Ona for now? You seem to get along, I think at least. Actually, I’m not sure now that I’m thinking about it, but Ona’s roommate just moved out to live with her boyfriend and she has a spare room.” She basically sings out thinking she just solved your problem.

“Absolutely not,” You say. “That’s a horrible idea,”

“What? Why not? That’s actually a good idea, rent is only $1,000 a month each for a two bedroom. I’ll even give you a discount, princesa” Ona says “I was thinking about putting up a “roommate wanted” sign, but I don’t think that’s needed anymore” Ona winks at you.

“Let me think about it,” You say

“Sure,” Ona says.

You go back to the hotel you are staying at and think about the arrangement Ona offered. Only $1,000 a month? That’s nothing. Every apartment in the area is at least $2,000 a month, and that’s for a studio-one bedroom. You decide to text Ona, hoping you still have her number from years ago and that it's still the same.

Me: Yes.

You wait hoping to hear from her soon. While you wait, you decide to shower. You think you probably should’ve been a little more descriptive than just “yes,” but you don’t care, it's fine.

After you shower you hear a ding come from your phone. You pick up your phone, it’s Ona. Your heart rate speeds up.

Ona: I was wondering when I’d hear from you, princesa.

You two talk about a move in date and the payment details and other things about the apartment that you two need to discuss.

Move-in day

You wake up at 9am, you are officially moving into Ona’s apartment today at 10am, you and Ona decided a time that would work for both of you guys. You hate that your only day off you had to wake up so early, but you’re grateful Ona is even letting you move in and is helping you move as well.

You pack up your bags, and since you moved and currently don’t have a car, Ona offered to pick you and your stuff up from the hotel, you happily took the offer.

You get a knock at your door and Ona is there.

“Wow” you say looking at the Apple Watch on your hand “I’m surprised you’re actually 4 minutes early, you must be excited. The one and only Ona Batlle is early for once.” You smile at her and she chuckles at your joke.

Ona helps you get your bags moved into her SUV. You sit in comfortable silence as she drives you downtown to her 2 bedroom apartment, well I guess you could say your guy’s apartment now.

Few hours later…

You are officially moved in. Since you didn’t come with much, just the few suitcases you brought on the plane with you, it only took maybe an hour or two to put all your stuff away. You decide to take a bath from being all sweaty from unpacking. Ona is gone and said she’d be back in a few hours. You turn on the faucet in the bathroom connected to your room and go back to your bed to read for a little bit while the bath fills up.

You wake up to yelling realizing then you fell asleep while reading. You look up at Ona yelling and wondering what she’s on about. You go to get up and your socks feel wet. You then realize you left the water on and your whole room is flooded. Fuck. You think to yourself. The first day you moved in and you flooded your room. Great…

“Ona, oh my god, I am so sorry, I fell asleep I don’t know what I was thinking.” You say “I- I’ll pay for the damage,” You begin to say.

Ona walks up to you and says

“Well this is great, this is only a two bedroom apartment and I don’t even know where you’ll sleep. Who do you even call for a flooding incident? Are there even people for that?” Ona says angrily and confused

“I’m not sure”

“Well it’s saturday, i’m not even sure if places like that are open on weekends, i’ll have to call around on Monday” Ona says “Buckle up, princess, looks like you’re sleeping with me for the next 2 days” she looks at you “minimum,” she continues.

You groan and start to try to apologize again, but Ona cuts you off quickly and says

“It’s fine, it was obviously an accident, don’t worry about it,” She smiles sadly at you.

It’s 1am and you’re trying so hard to stay awake to avoid having to lay with Ona because AWKWARD… But as it hits 1:30am you decide she’s probably sleeping so you’ll just sneak in there and go to sleep. Hoping not to wake her because that’s the last thing you need. She’s already being kind enough by letting you lay with her, you don’t want to wake her up in the process. As you crawl into her bed you close your eyes and immediately start to drift off. It’s been a long day, you think to yourself.

You wake up to feeling something on your stomach. You look at the clock and it reads 3:47am, damn you were barely asleep for 3 hours, damn you Ona. You look down and Ona’s hand is sprawled on your stomach, she begins to play with the drawstrings of your sweatpants you’re currently wearing.

“Ona, you’re sleeping, wake up.” You say

“Not sleeping,” You hear her say

You tense because you think why the fuck is she doing this? It feels too good to tell her to stop though, so you let her continue.

Ona begins to play with your waistband and whispers into your ear

“Can I”

You nod

She slowly creeps her hand into your sweatpants while her front is placed against your back.

“Turn over, sweet girl” She whispers into your ear.

You turn over and she begins to rub you through your underwear.

You moan because damn, Ona knows what she’s doing.

“You don’t know how long I've dreamed of hearing those sounds come from you.”

Your curiosity gets the best of you.

“How long?” You ask

“Since 6 years ago”

You gasp, she’s wanted you all this long? Why did she ghost you then? You think to yourself.

You pull her hands out of your pants and flip her so she’s on her back and you’re straddling her thighs.

You stare at her and Ona pulls you down and kisses you deeply, you moan into her mouth as she fucks your mouth with her tongue. You pull your mouth away from hers and she gasps as you start to kiss her neck sweetly. You begin to kiss down her body and when you get the bottom half of her body, you pull her pants and underwear down.

“Spread your legs for me,” You say

As she does, you put your mouth closer to her and begin to eat her out. She began to moan as you pull your mouth away and begin to finger her.

“Tell me,” You say

“Anything,” Ona says

“Why’d you ghost me all those years ago?” You say

“Anything but that, please.” She says

“Tell me, or I’ll stop.”

She keeps her mouth shut so you pull your fingers out of her and begin to get up.

“Wait no, I’ll tell you just don’t stop, please.” Ona says

You put your fingers back in her and she says

“It hurt too much”

“What do you mean?” You said

“You left me, I liked you so much and you just left, without a second thought.”

“Oh,” You say, feeling ashamed

“I liked you so much, I was going to tell you on my birthday, but left on the 6th, my birthday is on the 10th,” She frowns “You left 4 days before my birthday, you know how sad that made me” she huffs out

“I’m so sorry, I had no clue,” You say sitting there.

“Yeah, that’s the problem.” She says

She gets up and flips you so now she’s on top

“I know how you can make it up to me,”

“Yes, anything,” You say

“You can let me fuck you,” She smirks

You begin to smile

“Well, if you’re offering,” You say

“Oh I differently am,” Ona says

She goes to get the strap from the nightstand

You stare at her as she begin to put the harness around her

“Open up” she says

She sticks the strap into your mouth as you begin to suck it

“You like my cock, baby girl?” Ona says “You suck me so good, fuck I could get off just from watching you suck me”

You moan at that, practically begging her to touch you.

“You want me inside you?” Ona smirks

You pull your mouth off the strap

“Yes, please, Ona. Fuck me,” You say

“Spread your legs, just like that, a little wider, there you go, that’s my good girl” Ona says

You moan at her praises.

Ona crawls in between your legs and slips the strap inside you.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful, princesa,” Ona says while staring into your eyes.

“Fuck Ona keep going please” You begin to moan loudly.

You begin to feel yourself about to cum

“Ona, I’m so close, keep going. Don’t stop,”

Ona pulls out of you and you whine, but she immediately starts to eat you out. It feels so good, as good or maybe even better than the strap. Ona knows how to eat someone out, that’s for sure.

She stops eating you out and begins to finger you. While her fingers are still inside you, she comes up and kisses you breathlessly. As she kisses your neck, Ona whispers, only for you to hear.

“Cum for me, princesa,”

You cum. Hard. That was probably the hardest you’ve ever came, you think.

“God, we are so doing that again.” You say as Ona smiles down at you.

“Oh absolutely” Ona says while smiling and slowly kissing your neck.

“Ready for round 2? You say

Ona laughs and starts to crawl down your body

I’m not sure if i’ll make a part 2 on this, let me know if you guys want one! :)

ALSO, who else loves the Taylor Swift reference?😏

[detailtilted]

hi! I'm sorry if you've talked about this before, but I've been wondering how you enhance the spn con videos. like, how does it work? cause your videos look amazing, especially in comparison to the previous footage!

Thank you so much for being interested enough to ask!

At a very high level, the visual enhancements to the original videos themselves are made by running an upscaling program and then manually adjusting color-related settings in my video editing software. Sometimes I also fix aspect ratios if the original videos are squished.

Below are way more details than you probably ever wanted. 😅 I’ll put my very long answer after a break...

Upscaling

The very first thing I do when I start a new video is to take all the video sources I can find, pick out the ones I think I'm most likely to want to use, and see if I can get them to upscale. This is actually one of the easiest parts of the whole process, at least in terms of the actual time that I myself have to put into it. The computer does most of the work.

The upscaling is done through a software program. I don't actually have any idea, but I imagine it might be a dumbed down version of the type of software that movie studios use when they create upscaled Blu-ray releases of older films. I know the obvious question is, “What’s the software program?” I’m a little scared to say it without some explanation first, because it has “AI” in the title. I know and understand (and agree with) why AI is such a hot button today. However, this is not generative AI where it generates a new work out of nothing, and it’s performing a function that a human could not reasonably do.

The way I understand it, it runs an algorithm to analyze all the frames in the video and figure out how it can remove some of the visual “noise” and also add missing details to some frames based on what it finds in other frames. It then updates every single frame in the video. The videos I’m currently working with have 30 frames per second. A 30-minute video would therefore have 54,000 frames. For a human to compare 54,000 frames and make all the tiny changes required to each one would be… impossible I think. So anyway, after that long preamble, the name of the software I’m using is “Topaz Video AI”.

There are a variety of settings you can tweak, so I focus on upscaling one video source at a time because the same settings that work with one source may not work for a different source recorded with different equipment. I try different combinations of settings to small sections of the video until I find settings that seems to return noticeably improved results without adding any weird distortions. Sometimes I have to give up and proclaim the task impossible. If the video has too much noise and/or not enough good detail already there for it to work with, then it won’t upscale well. I get much, much better results with original video files than I do with files from YouTube. I think the videos were compressed when they were uploaded to YouTube and lost some of their quality.

If I find a setting that works, I tell the software to apply those settings to all of the videos from the source I'm currently working on and then leave my computer to crunch through them. That can take hours, and it makes my computer sound like it's preparing for liftoff, but it doesn’t require my involvement. I’ll often let it run overnight, then check it the next day to see if it came out ok. Sometimes I have to go back to the drawing board because I find parts of it didn’t come out well at all, but usually if the sample looked good then the full result also looks good.

Then I take my next video source (another set of videos recorded by a different person on different equipment) and repeat the process.

Color Corrections

This is all done in my video editing software. I’ve been using Adobe Premiere Pro. There’s free software out there that might be a better choice. I tried one early on and didn’t do very well with it, but I had no idea what I was doing. Video editing is new to me. So for me, the advantage of using a very popular software program was that there are tons of answers out there for just about every question I’ve ever thought to ask. Now that I have more experience, maybe I’ll give some of the free options another try. I have to decide whether or not to renew my current license at the end of the year and the price is pretty crazy, especially considering it's only for a limited period of time.

So… back to color corrections. My original attempts at this did not start out well. My first set of videos were the CHICON 2007 videos and those colors looked fine to me, so it never even occurred to me to adjust colors. When I moved on to Comic-Con 2008, I was confronted by a bunch of badly red-tinted and green-tinted videos and I thought, “Hmm, I wonder if this video editing software can do anything about that.”

And I tried. I drove myself absolutely mad. I’m not good with colors in general, I’d never worked with color adjustment settings before, and my eyes were going crazy trying to figure out if I was making things better or if I was just creating a new variety of bad. I put out a plea for opinions/advice here on Tumblr with some screen shots showing what I’d done so far, and sensitivehandsomeactionman came to my rescue. They took one of my screen shots and adjusted the colors in their own software to show me what could be achieved. And it looked amazing. Having that example to reference was a huge help. It was still a challenge for me, but I eventually got pretty close to what they did.

I’m not as good at it on my own, but I learned a lot through that process that I’ve been able to apply to my subsequent videos. I think every video I’ve worked with since then has had at least slightly wonky colors, so I've had a lot more practice. There are a bunch of complicated color-related settings in Adobe, but eventually I found the “Lumetri Color” panel which has a simpler set of set of controls consisting of a few sliders that let you adjust between two opposites until you find the right balance.

One slider is for Exposure and it basically changes the lighting from darker to lighter. Then there are two color-related sliders. One shifts between blue and orange and the other shifts between green and purple. I play around with those sliders until I think the colors look more natural, focusing mostly on their skin tone. Then if needed, I’ll adjust the Saturation slider a little to tone things down. For the most part, playing with those 4 sliders usually gets me something that I think looks decent.

Some videos are more difficult than others though, and I still consider this to be very much outside my wheelhouse. When I announce a new video on Tumblr, I usually display a comparison image of the original video versus the enhanced. Those help me see that the end result does in fact look at least a little better than the original. Sometimes after staring at the video for hours on end, I start to doubt.

If there are any wonky aspect ratios making the video look squished, that’s a really easy fix by just changing the scale percentages for that video in my video editing software.

All The Rest of the Work

All those things I just babbled about probably take up only 25% of the time I spend on each video. Less if the videos don't give me much trouble with upscaling or color adjusting. I could write another book about the rest of the process, but what I've already typed is probably overkill as it is so I'll try to be brief since this stuff isn't as much about the visuals anyway.

This is when I move on to the process of choosing which videos to display at which times and editing everything together into one (hopefully) cohesive video. I also try to choose the clearest audio that covers most of the panel. Audio changes are very noticeable, so I try to minimize them and use a single audio throughout the whole video as much as possible. Often the audio you’re hearing was from a different video than the one you’re seeing.

Once I have all the footage edited together, that’s when I start adding the subtitles and the extra content. These things are by far the most time-consuming part of the process, especially the subtitles.

I hope this answered your question. Thanks again for asking! If I didn't answer your question and if you want to risk having another book typed to you, let me know. 😅

[campbyler]

ok. a genuine question. how do u guys write 20-30k *chapters* bc i will outline fics minutely or i will just let myself start writing based off a vibe & either way i will get 600 words out of maybe. two hours of work. on a good day with no distractions/interruptions, & i very much do not have an uninterrupted two hours to write very often, so you can imagine how slowly things get written T_T so i’m interested if there’s any aspect of any of your writing processes that really enables u guys to write so much or if it’s not really something you think about? anyways i really like ur guys’s work, & thank you for deciding to write for byler bc i know me and a lot of people enjoy it a lot. thanks!!

hello !! this is a super valid question and i’ll try my best to answer it for you 😗✌️

andi infamously writes a lot faster than thea and i do (she finished draft 1 of chapter 3 in like. two days. which was so scary. i’m in awe of her fr) but she has also spent a lot of time editing ch3 so it’s definitely not like these chapters are publish-ready in a short amount of time by any means! it took thea a couple of months total to fully write + edit ch1 and it took me about 3.5 weeks to write ch2 and another two weeks to edit it which is part of the reason we’ve spaced out our posting schedule like we have — we put a lot of effort and care into these updates and we want to give ourselves as much time as possible to get ahead before all 3 of us inevitably get so super busy with work and/or school in the fall!! so while we do write a lot, please don’t think we are so insanely speedy about it because unless we are having Really Good Writing Days, that’s definitely not the case. sometimes we do have days where we are really in the zone and write more than usual, but at least for me, this is so so so rare. whatever i write in this time gets heavily edited because so much of it was nonsensical brain vomit LOL

as far as writing process goes, i think one of the things that motivates us a lot is that we genuinely do just talk about this au constantlyyyyy like we’re always coming up with silly little hcs or drawing for it or adding to the Lore ™️so we’re always getting inspired to write! all three of us are definitely people who use writing as a way to relax or even reward ourselves after a long day; we would probably die if we had to go too long unable to :/ messages like “i can’t wait to get home and write after work today” or “i’m going to write a little bit of ___ before bed because i deserve it” are very commonly found in our gc because we really just look forward to it so much! as for our scary word counts, i feel like there is a lot of worldbuilding in this universe specifically, and pacing is really important to us — we want to make sure introductions and set-up to a scene and character interactions are meaningful and flow naturally, and building tension (which is a hallmark of this fic hehe) does take some time, which can definitely add up word count-wise.

for the most part, none of us usually have a solid few hours to sit and write either (unless it’s on our days off or after work if we’re not too tired) and we get a lot of writing done in chunks! we hold each other accountable for short check-ins (“ask me for a snip in 30 minutes”) which is super helpful when you’re stuck, because it kind of forces you to get Something down without worrying if it’s super polished and edited and perfect. if you’re writing on your own, something i’ve started doing lately is setting a 15 minute timer and just seeing how much i can get done in that time, and then setting another and doing it again (up until however much time you have to write that day). i’ve found that the artificial deadline helps break the monotony of sitting in front of your computer for Hours on end with nothing to show for it bc TRUST we’ve all been there and it sucks so bad 😔✊

this got super long so i apologize but i hope at least a little bit of it was helpful! it definitely helps that we are constantly feeding into each other (i.e: having brainrot) and offering inspiration and advice, which does wonders for creative flow tbh. we’re definitely not cranking these chapters out as quickly as people might seem to think — thea started chapter four, which won’t be posted for about a month, maybe a week or two ago. i just started chapter 5 — about 6 weeks away — yesterday lol so we do take our time! don’t be scared by the giant chapters, we just had a lot of content we wanted to include in each one and are in too deep to take anything out 🥳🥳 thank you for the question! good luck with your writing we believe in you 🫡

[hiccupscloud-26]

Oh my gosh FINALLY! I finished it! Took a little longer than expected and lost inspiration for a bit, but it's done!

So this story was inspired by a prompt I saw on here, but I forgot who wrote it and just scrolled through all my likes for like 30 minutes trying to find it to come up with nothing😭 it was something along the lines of someone eating spicy food even though they hate it and they actually hide the pain well and are proud of themselves for hiding it, until the hiccups start. I thought this would fit Calliope and Indyko, so voila.

Idk if I like how this ends, but I'm so ready to move on to the next idea I have and I've just been staring at this for too long so I'm posting it.

(Green-haired cyclops is Indyko, I just haven't updated the picture yet, my bad)

CW:

-painful hiccups

-hiccup burps

-mentions of nausea (but no throwing up)

-loud hiccups

-let me know if I need to add more pls

And now, without further ado, I give to you:

Spicy Curry

Calliope was lounging on her couch on her phone, her legs spread out on Indyko's lap. Mentioned cyclops was reading some romance novel that seemed more like a porn, but they didn't mind it. They would forever be grateful for the situation they were in. A beautiful apartment, a beautiful girlfriend, a wonderful life indeed. If you were to ask them a few months ago if they'd expected to be here today, they'd probably shake their head and laugh it off to keep from crying.

“You ok, Indy?” Calliope asked softly, “you've been glaring a hole through that page for a while.”

Indyko blushed and moved the book down so they could see their love's beautiful face. They smiled and nodded, “yes, I'm just…feeling grateful, that's all.”

Calliope couldn't help but smile back at them. She reached for their hand and they gladly accepted it, “I'm grateful to have met you too.”

“Callieee,” Indy giggled quietly and squeezed her hand softly, looking at her as if she was their whole world.

“Indyyy~” Calliope rubbed their knuckles.

Indy smiled and brought her hand to their lips and kissed it gently. “I'm so glad you found me.”

“And I'm so glad you stayed,” the redhead smiled before slowly sitting up. “It's getting late, I better start dinner. Any requests?”

“No, anything you make is bound to be absolutely delicious,” Indyko smiled at her, releasing their hands slowly.

“Awww, such a sweetheart~” Calliope chuckled and kissed their cheek.

The cyclops giggled and planted a kiss on Calliope's cheek before she'd stood up and headed off to the kitchen.

It wasn't long before Calliope had finished cooking the meal and setting the table for two. Indyko's stomach grumbled when they smelled the different spices and chicken.

“Smells so good, Callie,” they complimented, sitting down on a dining chair, sitting in front of some sort of chicken dish with rice. “What is it?”

“It's a dish called chicken curry,” Calliope told them as she sat in the chair across from them. “I was craving something a little spicier this evening.”

Indyko blinked and froze in their spot as Calliope mixed around the rice and chicken in her bowl. “S-spicy?”

The black woman pierced her fork through one of the chicken bits and looked up at Indyko and nodded, “yeah, it's spicy. Oh shoot, is that ok? I should've asked if you liked spicy food.”

“No no, I'll be okay, I love spicy food,” Indyko reassured her, even though they knew spicy food wasn't for them.

Their first experience with spicy food had been undeniably unpleasant. They'd found some spicy noodles in the dumpster a few years back and the memories of them puking their guts out as their tongue burned remained engraved in their brain.

However, they knew Calliope had put her soul into her cooking, she always did. They didn't want to waste their food, especially knowing that there were people out there who didn't have food at all. So they decided to just suck it up. How hard could it be?

They picked up their fork and pierced through the saucy chicken bit, taking a deep breath before putting the food in their mouth. Instantly, the different flavors and spices flooded their senses. Indy smiled, “it's really good.” They were pleased to know they actually meant it.

Calliope smiled, “aww, thanks, Indy. It's not too spicy?”

“Spicy? No, I don't even taste the spiciness,” Indyko swallowed the chicken, feeling the flame burn down their throat. They almost winced, but they held it in. They couldn't show Calliope that they couldn't handle it. They'd dealt with rotten, spoiling food before.

They would get through this.

Calliope nodded, “hmm, maybe I should add more cayenne pepper next time then.”

Indyko remained silent as they gulped down another forkful of curry. Maybe if they ate it quickly, it wouldn't affect them as much. Only pausing to sip on their water, they took in two more forkfuls back to back. Their mouth felt like it was on fire, but still they were keeping it under control.

They had to admit, they were proud of themselves for being able to fight through the heat. They were doing well.

*HULP!*

Indyko's eyes widened and they covered their mouth, eyes instantly locking with Calliope's, seeing her mouth open, her fork frozen in place.

“A-are you okay?” Calliope placed her fork back on her plate.

Indyko jolted in their seat with another *HIUP!*. Their eyes started to water and snot poured from their nose.

“I got *HUP!* the hic-*CUP*s,” Indy announced before they attempted to hold their breath.

They quickly released the air, their mouth way too hot to hold it in. Their whole body jolted with their powerful hiccups overtaking them. Calliope shuddered slightly, hoping Indy hadn't noticed her strange behavior.

See, she hadn't told them about her…appreciation for hiccups, feeling embarrassed about it all. Plus, neither of them had any cases since Indy had moved in.

“My mouth *HOLP!* is on fire *H'GUP!*” Indy whined.

Concern instantly filled Calliope's face and she rushed over to her partner, all thoughts of her excitement gone at the sight of Indyko in pain.

“Indy, I thought you said you loved spicy food,” Calliope pushed their hair out of their face, her hand being thrown back against the force of their next *HU-UP!* “Hold on, let me get you some milk.”

She hurried to the kitchen, quickly pouring a cup of milk into a glass, not caring about the mess she was making. After grabbing some extra napkins, she rushed back to her partner and handed them the glass. “Drink this, it'll help with the heat.”

Indy nodded and gulped down the milk in one go. They panted, casually interrupted by their loud hiccups. Calliope noted they weren't too fast, thank goodness, but the way they moved them with such force that their whole body-

No, not the time, Calliope mentally scolded herself. She took a deep breath and placed her hands on their shoulders, “is that a little better?”

Indy looked up at Calliope with teary eyes. Their face was a red blotchy mess, but they still smiled and nodded, “yeah, a little *HULP!*-” they blushed impossibly redder, “excuse me *HUUUUP!*-ooh, these are bad. I'm sorry *HUCK-UCK!*-ah, shoot. It burns.”

Calliope frowned and hugged them close, “don't be sorry, Indy…I shouldn't have made something spicy without asking. So I'm sorry, and now I know for next time. Now…how can I help?”

“It's really ok, you *HILP!*-ah, didn't know, and um…can I *HULP!* get some more milk? Oooh, or *GUPrrrp!* ugh, please excuse me. Erm, does ice cream *HICK!* help?”

“Yeah, any lactose helps honestly,” she gently squeezed their shoulders before heading back to the kitchen.

After retrieving the carton of vanilla ice cream and a spoon, Calliope returned to Indyko, but they looked a little green in the face. She hurried over them, “Indy? What's wrong?”

They held up one finger and she noticed them trying desperately to hold their breath again. Their body betrayed them every few seconds with strong, muffled hiccups that jerked them in their seat. Calliope set the ice cream and spoon on the table before rubbing their back comfortingly. She glanced at their bouncing stomach, hidden only by a thin tee shirt. She wanted to rub her partner's pains away, but didn't want to break any boundaries.

Suddenly, she gasped, feeling Indyko gently grab her hand and place it on their stomach. She looked at them, seeing them nod their head as they still held their breath. Calliope didn't hesitate as she gently massaged their upset tummy.

Her hand was quickly thrown off by a powerful hiccup as Indy released their breath. “I'm sorry, I *HILP!* I can't seem to shake these things *HICK'M!* excuse me.”

“Don't worry about them, unless…are they hurting you?” Calliope worried as she started massaging their stomach again.

“I wouldn't say they *HUCK! HEEEKrrrp!* oh gosh, please pardon me,” Indyko covered their face, blushing profusely. “They don't hurt, per se, but *HERK!* they're just uncomfortable because of the heat, but it's slowly dissi-*HIP!*-pating.”

“Do you feel like you're…gonna throw up?” Calliope continued the gentle massage.

“Not anymore, it pa-*HACK!*-passed,” Indy rubbed their sternum and exhaled softly, being interrupted by another loud spasm.

Calliope nodded, “those are so s-strong.” She continued rubbing their belly, feeling every jolt. “D-do you wanna take this to the couch? It might be more comfortable for you.”

Indy wordlessly nodded as they stood up and grabbed their ice cream and spoon before heading to the couch. Calliope smiled and followed them to the living room, watching as they sat down, opened the ice cream, and dug in. She giggled and sat next to them.

The cyclops looked at her confused, “what? *HICuuurrrp!*-ugh, excuse me.” They covered their mouth with a fist.

Calliope giggled again as she sat next to them. “Nothing, I just…love you, is all.”

Indyko froze as they gasped and flushed a deep red. “You…you…huh?”

The red-eyed woman glanced up at them confused, “hmm?”

“You…love me?” Indyko squeaked out.

Calliope blinked as she realized what she had said earlier. She blushed and looked away, taking a deep breath before looking back at them and nodding her head. “Yeah, I do…you don't have to say it back if you're not ready, no pressure at all. But I do love you.”

Indyko teared up slightly before hugging her close. “I love you too…it feels good to finally say that.” They giggled and kissed her cheek. “I love you too.”

Calliope gasped and smiled, “I'm so glad the feeling is mutual.”

“Me too,” Indyko smiled back, then placed a hand on their chest, “oh hey, my hiccups are gone. Your expression of love must've shocked them out of me. My hero yet again~” they snuggled up close to her.

Calliope internalized her disappointment, but smiled, “more than happy to help, my dear. How are you feeling?”

“Much much better, now I can eat my ice cream in peace,” Indy chuckled and Calliope couldn't help but chuckle along with them.

One day, Calliope would eventually tell them her secret, but for now, she liked the way things were going now.

Fin

[switchysyphus]

Update on yesterdays uni task ( this will be a long one soo much happened)

Before Sir M had gone to sleep he has asked me wear a buttplug while I was at uni, I told him that it had been more than a year since that hole was filled but I could try! He said if it hurts too much your task is to not wear panties and a dress. Before leaving for uni I tried to push the plug in but it felt so big I got about half in before it start to hurt so I decided to not wear panties. The dress I picked was a longer one but showed a lil peak of my cleavage, ofc my mom threw a fit about me being a slut and showing off my body.

I get into the taxi and remember I forgot my headphones so I could listen to anything spicy or clean and was forced to talk to the grab driver oh I forgot that sir also asked me to do 5 edges before I left for uni! I did those like a good girl. Anyway the guy was talking about random stuff but I could tell he looked in the mirror once, when I sat down I also realised that the button on my crotch was unopened so you could see a bit of my cunt I quickly closed the button and hope he didn’t see.

I arrived at uni about 30 minutes before class so I sat at a table and just people watched until one of my friends found me and sat with me. I told her that a guy from my high school matched with me on tinder and she actually knew him too! Now two people have told me that he has a reputation for being kinky.

Fast forward to class, prof said his usually out of pocket stuff. He was wearing a fitted button shirt and some looser pants. The class was generally uneventful kink wise but the end of class got very interesting! So we had homework to make a slideshow and present our work. Me and friend form earlier paired up for it so we were presenting and he was looking at his phone and not paying attention to us! We did our presentation and he was super mean! He said I was brave but dumb and other mean things. I wanted to cry but I didn’t want to give him or my classmates the satisfaction so I held my tears. He went on for like 20 mins telling me all the reasons why I was wrong. After class I had another question so I asked him privately and he said “yes *name* how can I help you?” with a smile on his face and almost touched my hand! Also he only knows two peoples name out of a class of 25! He went on to say that I missed a very important meeting and I made a big mistake. He said it was alright and I am lucky that he likes me to forgive me and not fail me.

I cried so hard when I went out of his class, I cried in the taxi and he was so sweet he asked if I was ok and I said no please drive me home and he put on some music go try and cheer me up!

Forgot to add that I was soo close to being done with one assignment! I only had two questions left but prof said I have to redo 12 questions so I’m down 14 questions out of 33! 😫 I thought I could cum sooner but I guess even prof likes to deny me.

[tokidokitokyo]

2023年11月30日

The end of the year is approaching quickly, and the JLPT is just a few days away! Good luck to those taking the exam: you will do great!

I'm still trying to balance my chaotic life with my Japanese study, but I have really slowed down on the Japanese study this month. And that's ok! I am not taking the JLPT but I am still immersing in Japanese in everyday life, so I am happy with that. For some reason, the end of the year always seems to hold a lot of difficult things for me and my family, so I will keep pushing through and hope for a better start next year!

もうすぐ年末年始ですね。後数日間に日本語能力試験もありますね。試験を受ける皆さんを応援しています！

めちゃくちゃな生活と日本語の勉強のバランスをまだまだ探しているんだから、今月の勉強はなかなか進んでいないな。でも、大丈夫ですね。今年は日本語能力試験を受けられないのに、日常生活に日本語をずっと使っているので充分ですね。なぜか毎年の年末はうちの家族にあんまりいいことがないんだけど、まだ頑張って、来年をポジティブに向かって、続きます。

Study Methods I Used in September & October

This month I again used conversation and Japanese media as my primary sources for Speaking and Listening practice. I didn't have as much time to listen to podcasts, but I did watch more dramas than usual. I used renshuu.org for Kanji flashcard practice, and specifically for joyo kanji (kanji separated by grade levels). I also collected a lot of Vocabulary from daily encounters in the wild.

My 2023 Goals Progress

I laid out some broad goals for my Japanese study back in January of 2023 in my 2023 Japanese Language Goals post, so here is an update with my progress towards these goals.

1. Read one page a day of 日本の歴史366 (にほんのれきし366) everyday in 2023.

How is it going? Terrible! I really thought November would be my month to read a page almost every day, but I haven't been able to fit in the time. I suppose I could push back my bed time, but in the winter months I feel extra tired and prefer to catch up on my sleep. That's ok, though, I will try again next year.

2. Finish 日本語総まとめ N3 (にほんごそうまとめ N3) workbooks.

How is it going? Pretty good! I had hoped to finish these workbooks in November, but I am still working through the last week of exercises. I think I can still finish them by the end of the year, though!

3. Review and learn the first 6 levels of the 常用漢字 (じょうようかん��), specifically the 教育漢字 (きょういくかんじ) up to grade 6.

How is it going? Not awful! I spent November reviewing Grade 4, so while I probably won't finish Grade 6 by the end of the year, I have made good progress. I usually do flashcards by grade level on renshuu.org, and I am satisfied with my scores for the first three grade levels. Hopefully I can get Grade 4 down by the end of December.

4. Read at least one book every two months.

How is it going? Terrible! Books are a big commitment that I really just don't have time for, between life and my son and everything else I have to do. Maybe next year I can aim for one book...

5. Improve my speaking and writing by finding a tutor.

How is it going? Terrible! I am satisfied with my ママ友 (mom friends) for now to help with my speaking and listening. Plus, there's the added bonus of my son getting lots of Japanese input. I hope that I will be able to someday get a tutor, but the time is not now.

6. Study Japanese for at least 10 minutes every day.

How is it going? Great! This is the one goal that I have always been able to keep up with because it is simple and can be done anywhere. No workbooks required! At least I will achieve 100% in one goal at the end of the year ^.^

Going Forward in December

It's almost the end of the year and my goals are far from being achieved. I've had to reshuffle my goals and to put most of them aside to keep up with everything else I've had going on. But! I have been mindful about the study time I do have, and I have made what I feel is significant progress in my Japanese language learning journey.

I am optimistic about next year and continuing to push myself forward and improve my Japanese skills. In December I will reevaluate the goals I had and what worked or didn't work, and come back with some new goals for 2024!

For December, my focus will be:

Focus on retaining kanji from Grade 4 of 教育漢字

Write in Japanese once a day

Read 日本の歴史366 as much as possible

Review N3 Grammar

Finish 総まとめ N3 workbooks

Christmas/New Year vacation!

For those of you taking the JLPT this weekend, GOOD LUCK!

日本語能力試験を受けるみんなを応援しています！

[cryo-delta]

Ok, I feel like I have to talk about it.

So, some of you may know that I've been actively playing HSR for now exactly 30 days (got the achievement today lmao) and as my first gacha game and community experience I discovered something that really saddens me.

After playing for 20 days I was finished with most of the story and stuff so the content was slowing starting to run dry (thank god Simulated Universe is a banger or I would only play 30 minutes a day).

But today there was an official broadcast announcing the 1.1 update and its content:

3 new characters over 2 different banners.

7-day-long daily rewards for a total of 10 warps

4 to 6 events with award and goals to do

4 character hangout quest

1 free light cone

1 free personalized relic

And there could be more but the stream was in Chinese

So as a normal human being, as a clueless gamer, I was feeling like that was gonna be a lot of content and thus a lot of fun 'cause the game itself is cool as fuck!

But I made one critical mistake: I looked up how the content creators and community interpreted the informations and omg they were not happy about it.

Apparently, the content only being events related with not that enough rewards (for them) and the banners not looking too great (in their opinion once again) was kind of letdown and they are disappointed.

Why is the community obsessed with the gacha?

Put that into context: a company annouced that they were adding a bunch of fun things to do in their fun free game for free and the reaction of the mass is to shit on the content, what the fuck is wrong with these people?!

HSR is advertised as a space comedy game, focus on adventure and story. The game has good turn by turn combat, lore, character design and humour. Yet what they are focusing on is the way to obtain facultative character by a pure luck based system.

Me personally, I'll be having a blast on the events spread out along the duration of the patch and the hangout quest have been really good in the past so i'm betting that these four will be just as insane.

But I still find sad that people can't enjoy the god tier work that the artists, writers, programmers, designers and more at Hoyoverse are doing because they are blinded by a fucking optional part of a game.

I'll end with a good note by saying that, even tho I am talking about "the community", "the majority", there are still people like me or Tectone (that I discovered one week ago and whom is an absolute based streamer) that just enjoy what life offers them.

[robinruns]

Ok, my ADHD meds aren't keeping up with my brain today so I need to write stuff down to unburden it.

(Also I think I need my good headphones, I'm sick of hearing my coworkers)

We're seeing a house tomorrow that, if we put an offer in, will be too low. BUT I just simply had to get an updated pre-approval letter 🙄 whatever, I got it done. Another house I loved before we were really looking came back on the market. It's old as shit, but in good condition, so I hope we can check it out too.

I forgot this morning that because I left 45 minutes early yesterday that I would want to make up that time this morning. I remembered about 7:07, so I got there by 7:30 surprisingly, but I have no lunch and only 15 minutes for lunch since I don't wanna stay late. And I need to run to the post office too in that 15 minutes. I guess I could order for pick up at Culver's and eat at my desk and hope that the post office isn't running late.

I need to grocery shop but I don't think that's happening tonight, I don't have a proper list.

We're seeing that house tomorrow at 10 am, so that means I need to get my run done... sometime before that, especially since it's supposed to be near 90° tomorrow.

I'm so glad I have nothing on my calendar except for work and workouts for next week.

Fuck I still gotta do 30 minutes of some exercise tonight so I can keep working toward that Garmin badge. Ugh. Why do I do this to myself? 🫠

[detrasystem]

hey! this is chance & here’s this week’s prompt. what websites or resources do you use while you write or develop a character/story? what do you think of them and would you recommend them?

hi chance!! tysm for the ask, this is such a kind and fun thing for you to be doing 💕

i have a LOT of resources to talk about with regard to this prompt. i'm actually planning in-depth posts for almost all of these, but for now i'll list out the things i absolutely cannot live without when developing a story.

websites

Random Generators. i have literally been to hundreds of random generator sites over the years, and they have become an absolutely invaluable resource for generating ideas, whether it's for a character name or a complete adventure. one of my all-time favorites, Chaotic Shiny, introduced me to the concept of NaNoWriMo and thus the writing community at large! i'd also recommend Seventh Sanctum and, as i'm sure everyone's already familiar, FantasyNameGenerators.com. each website is completely independent, some are still being updated to this day, and they each have a different Vibe to them so all three can be used depending on what kind of ideas you want to spark at the moment. HIGHLY recommend this unrestrained summer fun.

Springhole.net. this is kind of an expansion on the above, because there are some fantastic random generators on this site, but there's so much more here, too. in-depth advice for character development, worldbuilding, writing in general...it's great. and criminally underrated!

Susan Dennard's newsletter. Susan Dennard is the author of the Witchland series, among other things, and she's been keeping a long-running advice newsletter for writers for a LONG time. she's traditionally published and often has some great insight into the publishing world as well as just generally really good tips for writers of any stage. i'm not personally a fan of her books, but i am a fan of her advice. <3

YouTube. ok. hear me out. this could be for a few different things. i find it kind of fun to see how other writers tackle the writing process, so i'll watch writing vlogs every now and then--Kate Cavanaugh Writes is by far THEE best channel out there for this. her videos are excellently edited, her joy of writing is contagious, and she does a lot of fun and inspiring writing challenges! i often get bored watching people just stare at a camera and talk for 30 minutes straight, but her videos are Absolutely not like that so they're really easy to watch.

but even if you're not into vlogs, did you know that there's a whole subset of (mostly Japanese) YouTubers who make royalty free music and just like...post it? and it's GOOD? like genuinely?? go check out PeriTune right now and thank me later. i'm one of those writers that NEEDS music to write and develop characters so PeriTune (and the others that will eventually get recommended to you the more you watch their videos GHNGDFHG) makes the perfect background music for scenes, locations, characters, etc. and did i mention it's insanely good for being 100% free?

this isn't a resource for development, per se, but i can't recommend 4thewords enough. it's an online word processor that turns writing into an RPG: battle monsters by writing words during a certain time limit, and then complete quests with the loot you earn from your battles! there's a free 30 day trial for new users, and if you're participating in NaNoWriMo, the devs usually put coupons for free writing time during those months, so if you're not constantly in need of drafting several words at once, you really don't have to spend a cent. though 4thewords IS independently owned and developed by a wonderful team of writers who are very inclusive, so i do recommend supporting them if you can. :-) one month starts at $4, and if you use my referral code IRZVE23798 you and i both get free "crystals" that count toward subscription time <3

books/publications

there are two writing craft books i need EVERYONE to read, regardless of medium. Damn Fine Story by Chuck Wendig, and 27 Essential Principles of Story by Daniel Joshua Rubin. this is not the writing advice you've heard before. this is not elitist, prescribed advice. these are two books that will change the way you THINK about story, no matter how experienced you are. i am ALWAYS consulting these books. they live on my desk permanently.

Writer's Digest. i will admit to being subscribed to this magazine (and Poets & Writers), and for good reason! each bi-monthly issue is full of insider information about the publishing industry, creative writing prompts, and great food for thought about the craft. even if you can't/don't want to subscribe to the magazine, their website is full of great articles to get the inspiration flowing.

Publishers Weekly. i just check their website out periodically, to get a pulse on what's getting published these days, and by whom. if you want to be traditionally published, it's ALWAYS a good idea to understand the trends of the industry; plus, reading reviews on PW is a great way to find books to read that you might not have found otherwise.

and finally, of course, if you want to write, you have to read. like. i cannot stress this enough. find books that speak to you. reading others' work is essential to finding out what kind of techniques, tropes, characterizations, etc you LIKE as well as DON'T like. some people don't like reading in their genre for fear of accidentally plagiarizing, but i'm in the camp that NEEDS to read in my genre to get the right words into my brain so i can spit them all back later. no matter how or why you read, though, you gotta do it. even if it's just one novel that you read over and over again to keep getting inspired. GO TO YOUR LOCAL LIBRARY. thank you.

[pinyeti]

dear tumblr

today I start my first day of junior year of college pt2

not really an insane first but it feels pretty important for some reason let me give you a rundown

I have an art thing due today so I spent all of last night on that THEN AT 4AM I SAW A MUKBANG ON NOODLES and don't ever do this I feel sick I ate noodles very early and I put frozen corn in it except it was very last minute so I doubt it had time to cook properly which is probably why I feel this sick anyway then I DONT FINISH MY ART THING cuz I've never worked with neutral tones before and have no idea how to design it for a wall in 3 hours so I just.... watch Carol and the end of the world for a bit and slowly fall asleep at 4.30am

I have a 9.30 TODAY [CURRENTLY WRITING THIS IN MY TAXI ITS 9:14] SO OBVIOUSLY I wake up at 8:30 unprovoked thank god I had the forethought of having my shirt ironed cuz clothing decisions would have killed me, I contemplate making breakfast for my family [my moms not in the country rn] BUT I REALIZE THE MEALS IVE PREPPED FOR THE WHOLE DAY HAVE BEEN EATEN BY PIG BROTHER so I decide im gonna order them something at lunch time then (ok tmi [actually what part of this ISNT tmi]) I try shaving my girl stache cuz I've had issues in the past but MY STUPIF PINK GIRL RAZOR WONT WORK I DOUBT I CAN DO ANYTHING WITU IT AND ITS SO OVERPRICED FOR NO REASON so I pull out my dads razor (A NEW ONE DW) AND IT WORKS WONDERS WTF AND IM WILLING TO BET MY NEW SQUEAKY CLEAN BABY FACE ON IT BEINF LESS EXPENSIVE anyway then I go keep all my dishes in the kitchen cuz I have a billion in my room you'd think my depressive episodes give birth to them but really it's just me always (woah my taxi guy just dodged a food biker and I felt it in my bones) I steal my little sisters makeup cuz her makeup is pretty cute she's pretty cute i wish I started makeup when I was younger so I'd be a pro now but no I had to be not like other girls UGH. THEn I take my club banner im president just president things and run to a taxi and start updating everyone on tumblr and it kills time till my first class of the day isa301 introduction to database management systems surprise I do information systems and business analytics and I have no idea why

I think some of it is me being extremely insecure about my skills, I love art but a career in it? after seeing my dad struggle following his dreams? yeah no I'd take a cushy job and financial freedom any day

the world wants dreamers to dream when everythings working against them you're sick for that world I hate you but I adore my dad for being a dreamer and I think he's the coolest and he's so supportive my moms so supportive too ofc there are the absolute horrible moments but today I feel like seeing tje world in a good light (I'm expecting pictures of the messy room I left behin)

whys it taking me this long to get to class it's 9.27 and I have the banner to keep in my office so I need to do it quick hmmmm should I be late to nash's class or walk in with a banner snd a sob story I really need this professor to be on my team cuz he grades you based on how much he likes you seriously I didn't realise people like this actually existed okag I might have time to quickly go place the banner it's 9.28 I'm so dumb I didn't check where my class is

[whim-prone-pirate]

WATCHING AND DREAMING LIVEBLOG ??????? UPDATING AS I WATCH☹️☹️☹️☹️

8:23 who up watching the end of phineas and ferb the mvoie rn

8:25 WHY ARE WE WATCHING AN EDIT OF THE SHOW BEFOFE THE EPISODE WHATS HAPPENING😭😭

8:26 ........archives WOAH SCARY FACE

8:27 oh my god color pallets i'm gonna be sick

8:28 LUMITY ANGST ???? IN HER DREAM ?????? WHAT THE FUCK ?1??1???1?

8:29 oh em gee not lilith's died hair again

8:29 FATHER CLAWTHORNE NO

8:29 EWWWEWEWEWEW☹️☹️☹️

8:30 please do not the luz

8:31 luz blames herself for flapjack💔💔💔💔

8:32 hehe face hold

8:34 REUNION !!!!!!!!

8:34 ray ray im going to kill myself

8:37 GET IT RAINE

8:39 not precariously stacked jenga!!! no !!!!!

8:40 I SAID THEY WOULD NEVER USE THEY/THEM FOR THE COLLECTOR IN CANON AND THEY DID IM SORRH I DOUBTED YOU DANA AND CREW IM SOREY

8:44 ok i got distracted with a different fandom thing where are they

8:46 collector playing grudgby is real

8:46 NOW THATS A SPIN-OFF I'D WATCH

8:47 oh no!!!!!!!!!!

8:48 bros participating in eugenics

8:48 "how'd he get here without a body" most normal toh problem

8:49 oh collector my bug😭😭😭

8:49 FUCKING HELL OH MY FUCKING GOD OH MY GOD HER HAT LUZ STOP IT !!!!!!!!!

8:50 kmskmskmskmskmskms

8:50 jaw on the floor she's dissipating

8:51 he csnt fix her😭😭😭😭😭😭

8:52 NO SHE ISNT !!!!! SHE IS NOT !!!!!!!!!!

8:52 oh😭😭😭😭😭 my😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 god😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

8:52 I SHOULD HAVE THANKED THEM

8:53 TITAN ????? HAII

8:53 I AM BOTH KING AND QUEEN BEST OF BOTH THINGS :o)

8:54 watching. and dreaming. watching ..

8:54 where did he get a bad girl coven shirt

8:54 this is what modern leftist political conversations sound like

8:55 it's giving lich

8:56 big fan !!!

8:56 what'd he say what's he SAY WE ONLY HAVE SO MUCH TIME HERE

8:56 CAMILAAAA !!!!

8:58 "please stop run away" * i am feeling burdened and i taste milk i mumble please please run away but it lives where i live

8:59 WHAAAAAAAT

8:59 SHE HAS FANGS SHE'S TOO COOL

9:00 did i miss something why are they mossydiseased like luz

9:01 i'm too tired for fight scenes rn

9:03 oh my god the titan's hand looks so cool

9:03 RAINE NOT BEINT ABLE TO SEE LMFAOOO

9:04 oh my god she put their glasses on for them

9:04 their hair looks so good🤭🤭

9:05 that fight was not as drawn out as it deserved to be but that is not dana + co's fault💔💔💔💔

9:06 collector💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

9:06 here's how gustholomule can still win

9:07 we have thirteen minutes for canon raeda and huntlow and gustholomule AND another lumity kiss. no pressure tho

9:07 oh god her look is so dark she's. wow

9:07 she doesn't have to be naive to the people who want to hurt her anymore. a win.

9:08 BYE TITAN ILYY

9:09 I LOAF YOU :)))))))))

9:09 so the next eleven minutes are domestic bliss????? yeah??????

9:10 steve moment!!

9:10 GUS AND DAD REUNITE !!!!

9:10 WILLOW AND DADS REUNITE !!!!!!!!!!

9:10 DARIUS ASKING ABOUT HIS SHIRT OH MY GOD😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

9:11 bump cut your hair ..🙁

9:11 cute boscha moment sobs

9:11 darius protects the isles from absolute bitches and whores (real)

9:12 the guards!!

9:12 RAEDA CUDDLES

9:12 LUMITY KISS I TOLD YOU

9:12 NOCEDACLAWTHORNE HUG😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

9:13 see you in the stars bug😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

9:13 sorry i'm ruining my own like

9:13 SHE CANT USE HER GLYPHS ??????????????????????

9:14 oh my god what's happening

9:15 I KNEW HER NARRATION SOUNDED OLDER HER FIT IS SO GOOD

9:15 oh my god THEY LIVE IN THE HOUSE

9:15 willow short hair<3

9:16 flapjack.

9:16 lilith looks so good and matt's stache hasn't grown at all

9:16 AMITY ????????????? LOSES MY MIND

9:17 bump gardener era

9:17 coven removal so real

9:17 ok what was THAT little moment with aladarius

9:18 raeda is def married right like for sure i need to make sure i didn't miss a ring or anything

9:18 GUS LOOKS SO GOOOOOD

9:18 HEADMASTER EDALYN CLAWTHORNE

9:19 oh my god does she have a tattoo

9:19 SHE GETS A QUINCE OH MY FUCKING GODBOH MY FOD OH KY FOD

9:20 LIGHT. LIGHT GLYPH !!!!

9:20 SHE TOKD THEM THANK YOU☹️☹️☹️☹️

9:21 by.3😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

9:21 do you think she's gonna play one more song. she's. she's gonna come back— NO SHES GONNA COME BACK😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅 /ref

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Dance Of Passion (A Dance Central Story)

Dance Of Passion (A Dance Central Story Series)

Synopsis: This series is an old one from my account on Quotev. It’s been about 2 years since I ever updated the series or even made any corrections to it. But, I decided to bring it over to this blog to hopefully revive the fandom even just a tiny bit and bring some more light to it. Anyways, onto the summary.

Summary: In the heart of Brooklyn, New York, dance is everything. Well, everything to normal people. Y/n, on the other hand, is not normal. Cursed with the ability to see and dispel negative entities on others, she chooses to not interact with anyone that’s not her family. However, when her brother and his group of friends go missing for half a year, she has no choice but to battle her way to the top, reunite with old friends and find out what really happened to her brother.

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No One's pov                Today was a beautiful day to be outside for everyone. Well, not everyone. "Ugh, come on, I swear on everything that I believe in, this level is gonna be the death of me." Said Y/n, frustration in the tone of her voice. "Still stuck on the level?" A young boy shouted from the kitchen.

          "Yep. I’ve been stuck on this level for the last hour and it’s making me want to rage-quit." Y/n replied, annoyance on her face. "Well, how about you take a break? I made your favorite." Said the boy with a big smile on his face."That might be what I need. Thanks, Jason." “No problem, sis.”  And with that end of that conversation, both siblings ate in silence.

            Meanwhile, their older brother was at practice as usual. "Hey, Mo, what time did you say you had to get home? It’s getting pretty late." A teen asked his crew partner. The guy in question, Mo, perked up at the statement and quickly checked his phone. The bright screen flashed the time, 10:50 p.m., and he just knew he wouldn’t make it home in time. "Shit, they’re definitely gonna kill me this time." Mo exclaimed, panic spread across his face. “Yo, I’ll see you at school!” He shouted at his friend, halfway out the door when his friend responded with a quick ‘ok!’.

            He quickly grabbed his stuff, put it in his bag,and sprinted to the train station to go home. After a 30 minute train ride and two mile sprint, Mo had finally reached the door to his house. As if on queue, the door swung open harshly to reveal Y/n and Jason, the former seething with unbridled rage. Mo let off a shaky smile of nervousness, slowly slinking his way to the door. His actions made both of the younger siblings move out of the way so that Mo could enter the house.

            As soon as that door closed behind them, that’s when chaos erupted."Where have you been for the past three hours?!" Yelled Y/n, her eyes narrowing into a glare. "I was at practice like normal." Mo replied, moving to sit on the couch.”Even though your curfew was at 9?! You know you can't just stay out that long, you also have to keep up your good grades. I'm also worried about you and your safety. What if you had gotten robbed or hell, even attacked and we didn't know? This is Brooklyn, after all." Y/n said. "Who would take care of us then?" Jason asked, worried about his older brother. Hearing the break in his younger brother’s voice, it pulled a string in his chest. His eyes moved to his sister and despite the initial anger she had, he could see in her eyes that she had been scared and worried about him.

          He then got up off the couch and leant down in front of his siblings. "Hey, don't give me that look, guys. I'm sorry for being late and I promise I’ll let you know if I’m coming home late next time." Mo said, laughing nervously. This brought small tears to the younger siblings' eyes and they swarmed in a tight hug. Mo hugged them back and kept apologizing until they all fell asleep on the couch.The Next MorningMo's Pov             The next morning rolled around and I was woken up to the delicious smell of blueberry chocolate pancakes coming from the kitchen.'Y/n must be up then.’ I thought to myself, sitting up and letting out a big yawn, stretching my arms out before hopping up off the couch. Walking into the kitchen, I saw Y/n standing in front of the stove in her school uniform. "I know you’re there, Mo." She chimed, not even turning around to see me. "Aww, I wanted to scare you, but you ruined it." I said, pouting. "Well, I can't be scared so easily. Anyways, go wake up Jason and tell him to come eat." She said, putting two pancakes on each plate for all three of us. " Sure.” I replied, going to turn around but stopped. “Hey, are you okay ?" I asked Y/n, a bit curious by the look on her face. She stopped what she was doing and turned around to face me. 

    "What do you mean?" She asked, a strained smile on her face. "Well, you seem quieter than your normal self, so tell me what's going on." I said, crossing my arms. "Nothing is wrong, I'm just tired. That’s all." "Ok. If anything is bothering you, you can tell me." I said, before going upstairs to wake up Jason. Once I reached the top stairs, I saw Jason exiting his room in his uniform. "Hey, man, I was just coming to wake you up. Let's go and eat breakfast." I said, catching Jason's attention. "Huh, oh, sure." He murmured quietly. I was a bit concerned at the response, but I just shrugged it off and followed him down the stairs. When Jason and I reached the end of the stairs, we saw Y/n finishing her breakfast at the table. "Hey guys, hurry up and eat, we have to go to school in twenty minutes and Mo, once you're done eating breakfast, go put your uniform on." Y/n said, finishing the last bite of her meal. Both Jason and I nodded then sat down and started to eat.

            Placing her dishes in the sink, Y/n went to the living room where her school bag was and checked to see if she had everything. As soon as she saw that everything was in order, she zipped up her bag and went back to the kitchen. She then looked at us as if she was rushing for us to finish our breakfast.

            Luckily we were done to the last bite, so we finished rather quickly and washed our plates. I went upstairs to change into my uniform. Once I was done changing, I put on my shoes and went downstairs. "Hurry up, Mo. We're going to be late." Y/n yelled from downstairs

              "Ok, ok. Now I'm ready." I said, finishing the knot on my shoe. We then left the house to see that a car was parked outside the house. "Hey, Mo, come on." Said a boy around Y/n's age. "Sure, see you two at home." I said, kissing Y/n on her forehead and ruffling Jason's hair.

          They didn't like those gestures and pulled away and started walking to school. I gave one last look towards them before getting in the car with the others. " Hey, Mo, who were those guys?" Said the boy from before. "Those were my younger siblings. Let's just go Glitch. " And with that, we pulled out of the driveway and down the street.

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Y/n's pov            After last night, Jason and I had decided to forgive Mo for missing curfew. Though, it didn’t mean that I was happy about it. We began making our way to school after Mo left with his group of friends in their car. The walk to school wasn’t too long and as soon as we reached the gates, Jason and I parted ways. Him, going to his classes, and me, heading to the commons area where I meet up with my own group of friends. We had hung out for a bit, catching up on the latest in our lives before the bell rang for us to get to class. It felt like deja vu - like the first day of school all over again only this time, we’re all saying good-bye to each other. An hour into the school day, the bell rang once more signaling that it was lunch time. 

              Walking around the school building, my phone's notification ring went off alerting me that I had a text. I pulled my phone from my pocket to see that the message was from Mo.   'Meet me in the courtyard in front of school, there's some people I want you to meet. - From Mo'. I quickly replied with 'sure' and headed towards the courtyard.

        Once I was in the courtyard, I scanned the area looking for my brother to see him near the fountain with some people. I started to head over there when I heard my name being called. Looking around for the person calling me, I saw my best friend, Julianna, waving her arms to get my attention. Running towards her, I had forgotten what I was previously doing and Mo had noticed that.Mo's Pov               After I had sent Y/n the text asking her to meet up in the courtyard, I put my phone in my hoodie pocket and waited. As I waited for her to show up, I turned back to the conversation Aubrey and Bodie were having. The conversation lasted for about five minutes when I saw Y/n walking over, more like running since the courtyard is really huge. Though, she went up to someone else before she even saw me. Laughing to myself, I continued to wait until the conversation was over. Though, the conversation didn’t last long before I felt a force knock me forward. However, I didn’t catch my balance in time and fell to the ground.

            “Dammit, Mo, you were supposed to catch me. Not let me fall to the ground.” Y/n groaned in pain. "You okay though?" I asked her,  standing up before checking to see if she had any injuries. "Yeah, I'm fine." She said, brushing herself off and rising to her feet. I then nodded and led her over to the group. "Guys, I want you to meet my sister, Y/n. Y'all saw her this morning." I said to the guys. "Hi, it's nice to meet you all." Y/n said, a smile spread across her face. " Aww, she's so cute, isn't she?" Said Aubrey.

              "Yeah, how old are you?" Asked Emilia, "I'm 17, so I'm just a year or two younger than you guys except the guy with green dye in his hair." Y/n explained. Aubrey and Emilia looked surprised and turned to me for confirmation. I nodded to them. “I could’ve sworn you were younger than that.” “Anyways, This is Emilia, Bodie, Aubrey, Angel, Taye, Lil’ T and Glitch.” I explained, pointing to them as I said their names.  "Why is she so short?" Glitch asked. An irk mark appeared on Y/n's forehead as she started to get angry. "Dude, you shouldn't have said that." I said, going to hold Y/n back before she blew up. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? I'M NOT SHORT, WE'RE TECHNICALLY THE SAME HEIGHT YOU ASSHOLE! LET ME AT HIM, HE DESERVES A GOOD PUNCH IN THE FUCKING DICK!!!!!!!!" Y/n yelled while struggling to get out of my grip. Everyone looked at us in shock while Glitch got scared and hid behind Bodie.

            "Wow, she's feisty." Said Angel. Once Y/n was calm, I let her go as she huffed in anger. "Now that she's met you guys, we have to go get our little brother and head home." I said. Everyone mumbled out an ‘okay’ before Y/n spoke up. "Would you guys like to eat dinner with us?" Y/n asked. "Sure." Everyone agreed. "That sounds great! What time should we swing by?" Asked Aubrey. "Around 7:30 if that's okay with you guys." Y/n replied with a small, gummy smile. Everyone looked at each other and nodded at each other, agreeing with the time arrangement.

          "Great, so meet us at our house at the agreed time." I said. “You can also bring something if you want, but it doesn’t really matter.”  Everyone nodded before turning to leave and go about their business. After setting up plans to meet up, I turned to see Y/n walking away. "Hey, where are you going?" I asked, running up to her. "I'm going to go meet up with Jason. After that, we’re going to the store to shop for dinner." She replied. 

              After everything was said and done, Y/n left and I went back to my group, who were standing by my car. "So, that's your little sister then. I have to say, she's pretty feisty." Aubrey said with a little smirk. "Yeah, anyways, I'm gonna go and head home. See y'all later." I said, getting in my car. "See ya." All of them said. After that, I drove off back to my house.

[builtby-gvf]

These Days -Prologue || Danny Wagner x OC

authors note ||

This is my very first public piece of writing of any kind and i’m really nervous to post it to be completely honest. It’s a short prologue introducing some of the main characters. I do have some of the first official chapter written so if you enjoy this, expect that by next week. I’m thinking Friday updates after this but we’ll see how that works out in the future haha.

This is obviously a work of complete fiction, and these are not accurate representations of the boys, just a little fantasy I came up with in my head. This is really just me dreaming out loud.

These Days is a Danny x OC fic, and will contain mature topics in the coming chapters so 18+ please, but I don’t think I have any warnings for this chapter so without further ado, please enjoy !

“Just like good sex!” Josh laughs into the microphone, and the crowd goes absolutely feral as Sammy starts playing the intro to The Barbarians

“Children with their-“ BEEP BEEP BEEP

It was just a dream, as usual.

“Tilly!” Jamie yells walking into my room, “Its 8:30 and we have to be at the marina by 9:30 to catch the ferry. Get the fuck up and get ready, your bags are already in the car.”

“Jamiiieeee” I groaned, getting out of bed, “I was at a Greta show and they were about to play Barbs”

“God they’re even in your dreams? You can dream all about those bland white men when we get to Bellmare. 3 months of blissful, drama free time on the Island.” I could have sworn I saw his eyes roll back into his head, we needed this trip. “Now come on and maybe if we don’t miss the 9:30 we can make it in time for breakfast at Farrah’s.”

“I could go for an omelet….“ I sighed “Ok, ok I’m up.”

Jamie and I have been going to The Island, a.k.a. Bellmare, CT every summer since I graduated high school 4 years ago, but this summer is the first time we’ve stayed for more them a few days. This time we spent the whole year putting together money to escape Crullfeld, Massachusetts and all that haunted us there. We found a cottage that allowed us to bring our pets a day earlier so we truly had nothing to call us back. It’s going to be a summer of rest and relaxation.

I stepped onto the cool tile of the bathroom floor with the outfit I picked out last night in hand. It’s a pair of black running shorts, black Birkenstocks, and a pink crew neck sweatshirt from some other cookie cutter New England beach town. Perfect for a travel day. After brushing my teeth, washing my face, and brushing my hair, I applied light makeup before putting on my outfit, grabbing my bag, and going to find Jamie.

“Cute. Ready to head out?” He asks, wearing a similar outfit, just with a yellow sweatshirt.

“As I’ll ever be.” I smiled, “Can I do the music on the way there?”

“I guess, but when we come back in September it’s Taylor the whole way back.” He sighs. He makes fun of me but he’s just as obsessed with Taylor as I am with Greta.

“It’s 10:30” I say as Jamie drives his car off the ferry, “If we book it across the island we can make it to Farrah’s in 10 leaving us 20 minutes for breakfast?”

“Matilda” he says in the most condescending snarky tone I’ve ever heard, and gives me a disapproving look “We aren’t showing up 20 minutes before close. We can grab food at the market, let’s get checked in.”

“Fine” I roll my eyes, sighing. “You don’t need to speak to me like I’m a child though. And Im sure Farrah wouldn’t mind.”

RANDY CLARKE - Bellmare Cottage

T: Hey Randy! We just got off the ferry, is it ok if we check in now?

RC: Sure kid. Keys in the lockbox where you left it last night, code is 8503.

T: Thanks a bunch!

“Ok I texted Randy, he said it’s all set.”

We brought most of our belongings and the cats there last night.

R: Oh and I know I told yous that that the other cottage wasn’t booked until late August, but the guys who booked it moved up the reservation to today. It’s just 4 guys from Nashville, they seem like they won’t be a bother.

T: That’s fine, thanks for letting us know! See you around?

R: Im sure you will, kid.

“He said there’s some guys from Nash staying in the other cottage starting today”

“Nashville? Isn’t that where your little band is from?”

“I’m sure it’s just some random guys.” I say as we pull into the driveway of our little cottage.

Randy’s property has 2 homes: a 5 bed 6 bath with a pool, home theatre, and basically anything else you could want. Officially called Clarke Manor, the locals tourists alike all referred to it as just “The Manor”. The second house, the one Jamie and I rented, “The Love Shack”, a.k.a. “The Shack” is a little 2 bed 2 bath cottage with no frills. Kinda meant for honeymooners?

Running in with my bags ahead of Jamie, I ran upstairs and claimed the master bedroom. It has a queen sized bed with fresh, fluffy white sheets, a dresser, a tv, a little couch across from the bed, and a small en suite bathroom. But the star of the show is the ocean view, the one thing, aside from the bathroom, that made this room special. So you know I just had to take it.

I hear a little pitter patter and see the cats run up next to me.

“Hi babies” I smile. Jamie had taken the ferry last night to bring most of our stuff, including our 3 cats, Delilah, Chip, and Alice, to The Shack “I missed you all last night”

“Jamie! Come say hi to the babies, they missed us.” I yelled down the stairs

“I saw them last night-“ he tries to argue, but quickly looses when Alice practically jumps into his arms “Hi pretty baby” he coos at her walking into the room.

“Morgan just texted me saying him and Summer are on their way with some food, it’s your lucky da-“ he begins to say, until he realizes I took the nice room. His is nice too, nearly identical to mine, just no bathroom and no ocean view. “Fine, you can have it, but in 45 days, we’re switching. Anyway, Farrah sent them with some food so we can push going to the market until tomorrow, if you want to.”

Morgan and Summer are Farrah’s kids, and they’re the same ages as Jamie & I, 24 and 22. They went to the same elementary school as us until Farrah decided to move to Bellmare full time the year before Summer and I went into 6th grade. Summer was my best friend and Jamie was Morgan’s, and when they moved, that’s when Jamie and I became the pair we are today.

“Your wait is over, the food is herreee” Morgan sang into the living room, not bothering to knock “Jammieee where art thou”

“Tilly!” Summer said bringing me into a hug as soon as I walked into the room, “it’s so good to see you!”

“I’ve missed you so much Summer!” I said, hugging her back.

“No hello for me?” Morgan says in a mock-offended voice. “I’m distraught, Tils.”

I smiled and gave him the biggest hug.

“Of course I have a hello for you.” I look over his shoulder to see Jamie leaned against the door frame “But I think there’s someone else waiting for their reunion”

“Jamie, my beloved” Morgan jokes and walks over to where he is stood, wrapping his arms around Jamie the best he could being far taller. “Oh how I’ve missed you”

“Missed you even more” Jamie smiles, stepping back to look into Morgan’s eyes.

“Oi, when are you two gonna give it up and date already?” Summer laughs walking over to Jamie, giving him a light punch on the shoulder. “Nice to see you, brother.”

“And when are you gonna mind ya beeswax” Jamie quips back. “Nice to see you too, Summer.”

But honestly, she has a point. They’ve been flirting for years. It’s clear they like each other, we’re just waiting for someone to make a move. Maybe this is their summer of love.

The food Farrah sent was just a few burgers with fries, and we spent the next half hour catching up talking about this and then I had an idea.

“So, I was texting Randy when we got here this morning he said there’s 4 guys from Nashville staying at The Manor, maybe you two could bring a welcome gift and check it out?” I said, hoping they catch my drift

“You think it’s that band you and Summer like, don’t you?” Morgan smirks, and Summer’s eyes go wide

“Not me, Jamie does. But you two are gonna find out for me.” I say back

“I just think 4 guys from the same place where Greta Van Fleet live, staying at the big house, can’t just be a coincidence. I’ll go with you, Summer seems a little shell shocked.” Jamie laughs

“You’re just now telling me you think you’ll be staying next to Sam Kiszka this whole summer? And we’ve been here for 45 minutes? Let’s go, go get some muffins and find out!” She basically yells, looking at me wide eyed

“Calm down Sam lane, it’s probably not. But it could be… so listen to her and go bring over those muffins, I could be living next to Daniel Jean Louise Marie Wagner” I agree.

“Alright, we’re going” Morgan puts his hands up, turning to Jamie “let’s get a move on, J.”

They walk out the door to get the muffins from Farrah, and as soon as they do, I look at summer with the biggest smile on my face, “I might be neighbors with Greta van Fleet.”

“We may get to meet Greta” she smiles back, “Holy fuck”

So that was the prologue! Please let me know your thoughts, i’d love to hear them 🤍

[whentherewerebicycles]

good morning!!! we woke up before the snow but it’s gonna snow so soon!! also I woke from the DEEPEST sleep omg really took a while for my conscious mind to come back online lol. I must’ve been at a weird point in a sleep cycle. now I am blearily drinking coffee in bed. I don’t have any meetings until 9 so I can lounge for a bit before I have to get ready :)

chatty life updates: I am re-housetraining ruthie and it’s going really well! she gets a little bit of cheese every time she uses the bathroom outside so she’s started announcing to me when it’s time for her SPECIAL TREATS. I am also just trying to be better about watching her closely during the day and taking her out as soon as she starts wandering around the house sniffing stuff. I think the mistake was I put her on Pip’s schedule but he’s bigger than her and can hold it longer. so she may just consistently need a couple extra breaks during the day. anyway fingers crossed for no more accidents that was not my favorite phase!!

mm okay. I have one million errands to run but I don’t think this will be a great weather day for it so I’ll probably put those off sigh. here’s the day:

up at 6:15, coffee/lounge, emails

email car leasing company ughhhh

7:45-8:15 shower & get ready

8:15-9 chop veggies and make big veggie scramble for the week!

tape up UPS return and haul it outside in case they come by for it (THEY DID HURRAH!!)

9-9:30 HR team mtg

9:30-10:30 finish making the veggie scramble and answer emails

10:30-11:30 AS mtg

11:30-12:30 ok jes you can take a ~30 min break now but at 12 please grab your laptop and look for those rec letter drafts.

12:30-1 review module with CH (ask about org chart graphic)

1-2 make module edits as needed, send a zoom link to AU, and maybe call FSC?

2-3 AU mtg (yay!)

walk dogs if weather permits (Pip won’t want to go but Ruthie loves the snow)

there’s a hockey game at 4 but I don’t think I’m going to plan the day around it. might put it on the radio while I meal prep or something but I’m turning it off if the vibes are bad

finish SD’s rec letter

read my library book for 60 minutes (three 20 min bursts throughout the day)