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theenchantedecho · 2 years ago

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Andromeda Tonks: The Healer and Researcher Making Waves in the Wizarding World

Hey, scandal seekers! Time for another dose of juicy gossip from The Enchanted Echo, the go-to source for all the dirt in the British wizarding world. And today, we've got a special treat for you – an inside look at the amazing Andromeda Tonks.

But first, let's answer the burning question on everyone's minds – who the heck is Andromeda Tonks? Well, let us tell you – she's a total boss. Born on October 28, 1952 into the elite Black family, Andromeda attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was sorted into Slytherin house (because let's be real, who doesn't love a little ambition?). While at Hogwarts, Andromeda excelled academically and became a Prefect, Head Girl, and member of various clubs and organizations like the Slug Club, Runes Club, Astronomy Club, and Orchestra. Talk about a packed schedule!

But growing up wasn't always easy for Andromeda. As the second daughter of an heirless pureblood family, she was sometimes seen as a disappointment (can you believe it?). However, Andromeda had a close relationship with her older sister, Bellatrix, and developed a strong protective instinct for her younger sister, Narcissa, and her cousins Sirius and Regulus Black.

As the Wizarding War raged on, Andromeda stayed at Hogwarts and made the most of her time at the school. But as her family's views became more extreme, Andromeda started to question the pureblood ideology and eventually left her family to marry Ted Tonks, an alleged member of the Order of the Phoenix. Together, Andromeda and Ted have a young daughter and are known for their strong alliance with the Order.

Now, Ted Tonks is a bit of a mystery, with his involvement in the Order of the Phoenix being the subject of much speculation. Some say he's a key member of the Order, working tirelessly behind the scenes to fight against the forces of darkness. Others think he's just a supportive husband, standing by Andromeda's side as she fights for what she believes in. Whatever the truth is, one thing's for sure – Andromeda and Ted make an unstoppable team, and their love and support for each other is unwavering.

But enough about Ted – let's get back to Andromeda. As a talented and dedicated healer, Andromeda is known for her kindness and compassion towards her patients. She's worked tirelessly to improve the lives of those in the wizarding community, and her contributions to the field of healing have not gone unrecognized. In fact, one of her former patients, Mrs. Diggory, had this to say about Andromeda: "She was always so gentle and understanding, and she really took the time to listen to my concerns. I don't think I would have made it through my recovery without her support." In addition to her work as a healer, Andromeda is also actively involved in various research projects, always looking for ways to push the boundaries of magic and make a positive impact on the world.

Despite her pureblood upbringing and her family's reputation, Andromeda has always had a thirst for knowledge and a desire to understand the world around her. She was known for asking a lot of questions and seeking answers in the family library, always curious about what made her family and the wizarding world different from Muggles. It is this curiosity and her desire to make a difference in the world that have driven Andromeda to achieve success in both her personal and professional life.

However, Andromeda's journey hasn't always been smooth sailing. As a member of a pureblood family, she's faced criticism and discrimination from those who believe in the superiority of purebloods. But Andromeda has always stood firm in her beliefs and has never let the opinions of others deter her from pursuing her dreams. In fact, when asked about the criticism she has faced, Andromeda had this to say: "I may come from a pureblood family, but that doesn't define who I am. I believe in equality and justice for all, and I will always stand up for what I believe in."

Rumors and speculation have surrounded Andromeda for years. Some say that she is secretly working on a top-secret research project that could change the world of magic as we know it. Some even claim that she has discovered a way to extend the lifespan of magical creatures or that she is developing a potion to cure any and all ailments. While these rumors remain unverified, one thing is for sure – Andromeda's tireless pursuit of knowledge and understanding have made her a role model for many.

In addition to her professional achievements, Andromeda is also known for her strong alliance with the Order of the Phoenix. Alongside her husband Ted, Andromeda has been a key member of the organization, working tirelessly to fight against the forces of darkness. But not everyone is a fan of Andromeda's involvement with the Order – some say that she is putting herself and her family in danger by associating with them. Others believe that her pureblood upbringing and her family's reputation make her an unlikely ally of the Order.

Despite the criticism and discrimination she has faced, Andromeda has always stood firm in her beliefs and has never let the opinions of others deter her from pursuing her dreams. She is a beacon of hope and inspiration for those around her, and her determination to make a difference has earned her the respect and admiration of her peers. Andromeda Tonks is truly a remarkable woman, and her achievements and contributions to the wizarding world are truly impressive.

But it's not just Andromeda's professional life that has everyone talking. She's also known for being quite the social butterfly, frequently attending fancy events and hobnobbing with the elite of the wizarding world. Rumor has it that she's had a string of high-profile relationships, including a rumored fling with none other than Gilderoy Lockhart. Can you believe it?

But despite her social status and her pureblood pedigree, Andromeda is known for being down-to-earth and approachable. She's always been a beacon of hope and inspiration for those around her, and her determination to make a difference has earned her the respect and admiration of her peers.

So there you have it, dear readers – a closer look at the amazing Andromeda Tonks. Whether she's working as a healer, conducting research, or turning heads at the latest gala, Andromeda is truly a remarkable woman and an asset to the wizarding community. Keep an eye out for her at the next big event, and who knows – you might just get the chance to rub elbows with this fabulous witch.

So, is Andromeda Tonks the perfect woman? Some might say so. She's intelligent, successful, and beautiful – what more could you ask for? But don't let her perfection fool you – there's more to Andromeda than meets the eye. She's faced her fair share of challenges and hardships, and has come out on top every time. Whether she's working as a healer, pushing the boundaries of magic, or turning heads at a party, Andromeda Tonks is a force to be reckoned with.

She's always been a beacon of hope and inspiration for those around her, and her determination to make a difference has earned her the respect and admiration of her peers. Andromeda Tonks is truly a remarkable tireless pursuit of knowledge and understanding have made her a role model for many. It's no wonder that she is so well-respected and admired by her peers.

But Andromeda's journey hasn't always been easy. As a member of a pureblood family, she has faced criticism and discrimination from those who believe in the superiority of purebloods. Andromeda has always stood firm in her beliefs, however, and has never let the opinions of others deter her from pursuing her dreams.

In fact, Andromeda has always been a beacon of hope and inspiration for those around her, and her determination to make a difference has earned her the respect and admiration of her peers. Whether she's working as a healer, conducting research, or fighting against the forces of darkness, Andromeda always gives her all and never backs down from a challenge.

So, if you see Andromeda out and about in the wizarding world, don't be afraid to approach her and strike up a conversation. She's a kind and friendly person with a lot to share, and we're sure you'll find her just as fascinating as we do. Keep reading The Enchanted Echo for more updates on all the latest news and rumors in the wizarding world.

@medasgalaxy

#gossip ghost #ch:Andromeda Tonks #ch:Ted Tonks #ch:Bellatrix Lestrange #ch:Narcissa #ch:Regulus Black #ch:Sirius Black #ch:Gilderoy Lockhart

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spaciousreasoning · 3 months ago

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Our Life in Place

The blood sugar reading was up to 167 this morning. I guess pasta might not have been the best choice for dinner. Not walking enough yesterday did not help either. I am still confused about why it dropped so quickly before and is just bouncing up and down now.

Once we finished with the morning coffee and brain games, we had oatmeal about 10 a.m. Then Nancy spent an hour talking on the phone with one of her Tucson friends. I spent my time on the computer, where I received at least eight emails requesting financial support for the Democratic ticket.

The rent reminder came through, so I scheduled the rent for October. We’re ready to renew our lease for a year, but we’ve been wondering if they’re going to increase the monthly rent. Legally they should have already let us know if they intend to. But we don’t need to make the decision final until early December.

Starting about noon, Nancy and I walked 2.25 miles, up to and around the magnolia garden, through the neighborhood, past the Upstream Art project. I finally got a picture of the just-finished corner and will post all of them soon. It’s nice to see Harris-Walz signs in some yards. They are much better than the brash alternatives.

Our lunch was brioche sandwiches with eggs, cheese and bacon. Then I queued up a couple more images for the Tumbling Pixels: a photographer and an illustrator, both based in Oregon. It’s a good thing I switched to only one a week. It would be impossible to do one from Oregon on a daily basis, but that’s OK. One a week is a good idea.

I had a brief conversation with Bruce, a friend from Tucson. The call was primarily to answer his technical question about the iPhone image type (HEIC) and the ways to edit it. Turns out his Android phone can do it, but he did not know that right away. I also recommended some online conversion sites.

For dinner we had the chicken fettuccine leftovers, then I went to the Thursday night recovery meeting at the usual time and place. My friend Art was there for the first time, and he was tagged to lead the meeting, which meant starting out with his own story. I’d heard much of it before, when we met for brunch early in our time here.

Art also reported that he and his wife had put in a bid on a house in the Eugene area that day and it had been accepted. They’ll be going back to California some time in the next couple of months to sell their old place and begin the big move to this area. Like us, they have grown tired of their former home and really like the Eugene fellowship.

Leaving the church where the meeting was held enveloped me in pitch black darkness. There are no outside lights, even in the parking lot area. Soon it will be that dark as I arrive. It's a good thing my iPhone comes with a little flashlight, though we do carry an actual flashlight in the car. It might be a little more useful.

When I got home, Nancy and I watched Colbert, followed by the first episode from the second series of “Colin from Accounts,” and we finished up with the latest episode of “Slow Horses.” It was a bit too violent for Nancy, and she had trouble getting to sleep.

#oregon #life #recovery #walking #streaming

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m1ckeyb3rry · 5 months ago

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I have complete faith in you I will resist Karasu for hollyhock o7

You know what’s funny I literally just passed by a tiktok explaining Nagi’s character in depth like we’ve discussed like finally?? That’s a first especially on tiktok LMAO

Bro imagine he pulls out the cops and robbers metaphor and is just towering over you the entire time defending…or when Nagi and Barou slammed their heads against each other trying to block a goal if it weren’t Barou and Nagi someone would def be getting whack-a-moled like….(and fr hot guys but at what cost….if you don’t happen to land yourself in the tabieitaken stratum or maybe Team Z you can kiss your sanity goodbye LMAO

FRR HAHAHA when they first came out I had no idea wtf they meant but now I see it LOL Everyday I get more excited for S2 it’s going to be so hype…hoping I don’t have a booked out schedule in October SHEGSH

Every now and then I think about rereading but now that you mention it I’ve gotta abstain until October LMAOOO hoping the epinagi chapters and main series chapters will tie me over

No because the younger Aiku photos >>> I’ll admit even then I’m not like the BIGGEST fan but I could see myself getting swayed at some point or another…(speaking of which they really decided to randomly drop Aiku into Barous LN LMAO I keep seeing posts about it like…did they ever acknowledge it in the main series and also the way they’re both on Ubers now is so funny)

No fr…sometimes I think considering the amount of fboy trope fics I see I’m surprised people aren’t jumping at the chance to write for Otoya and Aiku?? Like you literally have the canon example right there LMAO but who am I to tell people what to write LOL

No like?? Also Rin’s bday is in September and Nanase in January?? I’m not sure who comes first though because everything I try to think about the school system they’re set in I lose my mind but either way like ??? LMAOOO I love seeing content or fanart about PXG interactions where Karasu’s like clowning everyone I need to see more PxG interactions….him and shidou would be so funny trolling everyone and using up all the hair wax in bllk

I feel like they’ll probably sprinkle in some anime only mini moments with him?? Especially since they already decided to announce his VA surely he isn’t only talking in that one post credit epinagi scene right…I remember when they first announced his va before we heard him actually talk I was a little thrown off because I remember confusing his VA for Rin’s because they sound really similar in some roles!! I was like no way they gave him the edgelord voice LMAO but whoever the voice director is is going above and beyond the voices match the characters so well…

I’m realizing that a lot of the additional times from S1 were actually drawn out in the manga blooper/bonuses too but lately/after the third selection there have barely been any?? Hoping that means we have hope for some original scenes with tabieitaken then!!!

Maybe it’s time we come out and admit that we’re the real authors of bllk…I fear the secret’s out…HSUUDHS HAIR DOWN BAROU also never fully processed how young his sisters seem?? It’s so cute shshshsh domestic Barou truly is the man….since everyone’s getting sibling reveals I’m manifesting so hard that that means tabieita next because LET ME SEE THEIR SISTERS SHEKESODJ I bet Karasu’s older sister is so cool too ugh imagine we get crumbs of her cheering him up after being bullied or we get sweet little Karasu and his grandma moments goodbye….I feel like after that home background bait from Hiori’s LN (where he gaslit him so hard LMAO) we deserve to know the truth…cmon don’t be shy show us the Karasu household……….

I’m (im)patiently waiting to find some source material for the LNs….hopefully soon….

Also this is kinda random but the aquarium visit has never left my mind…to the point where im like please let their next day off be a group aquarium visit LMAO but it’s reminding me of how some aquariums also have like…a bird exhibit/section..? Or like a butterfly dome (or both) where you can go let butterflies and birds land on you etc imagine everyone spreads out and runs towards the sea animals and then Karasu just beelines for the winged organism dome LMAO like he is NOT leaving there the most he’ll go to is penguins maybe since they’re birds but I can see him preferring flying birds (imagine him talking with Yukimiya like why do you like one of the only birds that can’t fly??? LMFAO) maybe im projecting the bird agenda a little too hard but i mean he canonically likes hawks so…as an avid bird fan myself I’d like to think that extends a sort of affinity net over all birds (like it does with me LMAO) sooo

-Karasu anon

YAYYY omg i was literally abt to finish the next chapter last night and then we lost power 😢 the world is against hollyhock but we will prevail…supposedly we will get it back today in the evening but it’s supposed to storm AGAIN tn 😭😩 so keeping my fingers crossed that the electricity comes back and stays for good

LET’S GOOOO in my experience people on tik tok are either super educated and have great takes or they’re absolutely brain dead 😭 i feel like i encounter a LOT of dudebros in the comments sections though 😔 have you watched that one girl who’s OBSSESSED w bllk’s videos?? they always make me giggle for how ridiculous they are…atm she’s simping over lorenzo which certainly is a choice FJKDSKKS

HELP MEEE imagine aiku calls you “lil robber-chan” bruh i’d kms…or like all of their vaguely sexual soccer talk?? fine between bros but as a woman i’m raising an eyebrow if aiku says he’s “rock hard” to me at any point the way he did to isagi 😭 like erm what does you mean by that buddy 🤨⁉️ HAHA agreed omg you’d have to hope and pray you get on a team w at least one normal person who you can rely on to get the others to leave you alone (like being on a team with tabieita [mostly for karasu because lbr otoya IS the problem], yukimiya, hiori, barou, team z, or team v with nagireo just because i feel like reo wouldn’t let any nonsense slide). otherwise you’re stuck w a bunch of guys who are already lowkey crazy AND are in some weird isolation camp where they are so deprived of female connection that they start simping for chigiri 👹

young aiku is a diff man entirely…okay i also laughed at aiku just randomly pulling up in barou’s backstory??? like ig it makes sense but also the way it’s not all implied in the main series 😩 ig the author did mention that barou didn’t remember much abt aiku so that’s why?? but their friendship in ubers is so cute like that one spread of aiku dying barou’s hair for him 🥹 honestly i love ubers out of all of the nel teams they’re the only one that feels like an actual team yk?? barou + niko + aiku + aryu is such a random combo but it works so well and lorenzo is so chill despite also being a ng11 like kaiser/sae that it’s always fun to see their interactions. plus barou during the ubers games 🤤…i saw a post that barou’s arm is bigger than isagi’s leg LMAOAOA WHAT A MAN 😭

i’ve noticed people tend to HATE canon cheaters/womanizers but love writing characters to be as such?? i think it’s because turning a womanizer into someone loyal feels like you’re making them ooc whereas that trope of “fixing” a man is more plausible when you’re just returning them to their base characterization??? idk if that makes sense but i think that might be a reason for it. although i will say i have seen a lot of aiku fics he’s kinda like the toji of bllk i feel 😭 terrified for what might happen once he’s animated i fear the comments will be crazy

i do not at all understand the bllk timeline like i think it starts in november because apparently sae turns 18 during second selection?? but then i just saw a post that says apparently isagi is also 18 now?? like how long have they been in bllk KFHFKDNS i could not tell you 😭 although all of this info is also screenshots from the editable wiki so who knows how accurate it is 😔 FJSKSN but fr though i love seeing the posts where pxg is just karasu babysitting a bunch of idiots because that truly does feel like the dynamic at times 😟 like shidou rin zantetsu tokimitsu and charles all on one team…that man is working OVERTIME LMAOAOA technically shidou is older than him but let’s be real he does not act like it 💔 shidou gives me like problematic older brother that beats you up but he loves you at the same time vibes whereas karasu gives me responsible older brother who drives you to and from practice while lecturing you abt random stuff vibes HAHA i honestly wish we could see them interacting more!! karasu is part of the shidou setup along w zantetsu so they must spend time training together?? idk

THE VOICES ARE ALL SOOOOO GOOD i don’t think there’s been a single miss in the dub yet!! i agree i feel like there would’ve been no reason to hire and pay a voice actor for kurona if he wasn’t going to have a more significant role in the second season. like i said i feel like they’re going to set up a friendship between him and reo which i’m all for!! i think they would have a really cute dynamic

the secret is out everyone 😌 karasu anon and i are actually kaneshiro and nomura 🥱 i think we’ve been spot on w everything that’s come out HAHAHA like we were discussing karasu’s background and then it came out a bit in epinagi…then we were talking abt barou and now we have his ln…i sense a pattern 😦 also yes i want to see sweetheart grandson karasu + his older sister!! AND OTOYA’S SIBLINGS do they all have the same weird hair?? i’m so curious…also the background bait w karasu let me tell you i fell for that shit too 😭 got so hype that he was apparently also rich asf and i felt so bad for his sad backstory and then it turns out he was just messing around 😢

I WAS THINKING OF A BUTTERFLY DOME VISIT OMGGG WE ARE ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH!! and yes i hc karasu as a bird lover in general what w his crow aesthetic and his fav animals being hawks!! i do think he probably likes birds of prey a bit more but in general he probably just likes all birds and thinks they’re cool

#answered asks #hollyhock

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reeia · 1 year ago

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Changes I’ve noticed after sessions with Sanaiyah

It’s been a while, I’ve written this on my notebook journal last June. ♥

This year I started my journey on project loving myself. I went for ThetaHealing It’s the soulmate magnet program at The Third Eye Wellness. 🤫 (I want to meet my soulmate, but little did I know, Self Love must come first.)

These are the changes I’m feeling after the sessions 😉 :

A colleague told me that my aura has changed, It’s now maaliwalas, It’s the perfect term. ♥ She also said that I was negative before, I didn’t even know that, because I’ve always been optimist.

And some more of my colleagues say that I’m having a different aura.

Approaching people and smiling become easier for me.

Just few days after our soulmate manifestation, I was talking to my boss’ secretary, then our boss came to me and suddenly asked “when is your wedding?, I’m free on October and December this year to be a principal sponsor.” funny! She doesn’t even know what I was doing. She’s vibing me right? 😃 I said, “What if it’s on November?”, she said, “I’ll be willing to adjust my schedule.”

My male colleagues have changed, they are not bullying me anymore! 😮

We’ve had 2months long sports fest in the office, I’ve noticed that whenever I play, the entire audience were rooting for me, encouraging me and supporting me. I feel like I suddenly became charismatic. 🥰 It wasn’t like that last year.

It’s easier for me now to discipline myself, to wake up early so not to be rushing to go to work. My dad’s been telling me that I should leave early cause I get angry whenever I’m in a rush and getting stuck in traffic. He don’t want that for me because he loves me, and I love myself too so there, I decided to be early. And I loveeet! I love the feeling! ♥ (I’ve been known to be always late since highschool. 😅)

I went for a general check up even if I don’t feel sick, except for a slight headache I’ve been scared to know what is. I’ve put myself into my parents shoe, if there’s something wrong with me, they would like to know because they love me, I love myself too! So I faced my fear. It’s good to know that there’s something to be cure, anemia and UTI. Anemia has been the reason why I’ve been having headache. Those are recurring on me, just started not to pay attention on 2020.

I’m loving myself much much better than before, It’s like there are two me, someone who always tells me to eat on time, sleep on time, wear your seat belt, be organize, do what you’ve planned to do, in short, be disciplined. If I have my soulmate with me now, he’ll probably tell me those too, yes? 😃

Last year, I was urging myself to meet guys. Now, I am relaxed, happy, worry free, cause I am firmly believe that my soulmate is coming, exactly the one I’ve asked for.

From “The Secret”, this is the “FEEL GOOD” I’d loved to feel, genuinely, the feel good that attracts anything or anyone that is meant for me. I’m so ready and excited for whatever’s coming next. ♥

I thank you Sanaiyah and our Creator for changing me! I cry. 😃 🥹❣️

#ThetaHealing #Self Love #Ria #SoulmateMagnet #Sanaiyah Gurnamal #thirdeyewellness

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steamishot · 2 years ago

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ironically and possibly predictably, my mind has wandered often into negative headspaces after no longer having the obligation to complete my studies. in some ways, the studying helped keep my mind sharp, busy, and my mental energy geared for that purpose. perhaps, the worrying/anxiety i used to have about my studies have transferred over to other stuff and i’m starting to make mountains out of molehills again.

matt’s 7 days on/7 days off schedule has been getting better; he’s getting better at work and continuing to slowly learn how to human/live life again. without my studies, i’m more bored and causing conflict where there used to be none. now it’s harder to stomach the idea of being alone on his weeks on, when he’s working 80-100 hours. also, it’s not my ideal to be together 24/7 for his 7 days off in a small studio. i find myself being irritated at the amount of alone time, and then irritated at the amount of together time because they’re both insanely extreme.

i will have weddings to attend in california in august, september, october and november. we’re looking at me doing this more frequent bicoastal lifestyle so i’m don’t feel as socially isolated with my completely remote work set up. i now feel like my time in NYC has basically run its course (it’ll be 3 years this fall), and am struggling a lot with the idea that it feels matt and i are on different timelines on returning to california.

he understandably has a certain criteria for job searching: academic setting, PSLF qualified, inpatient, no open ICU, 7 days on/7 days off schedule; no crazy patient caps. i’m more focused on him just accepting a decent job so that we can be closer to family and friends. however, the uncertainty of when this move is happening is killing me. we’ll likely need to renew our lease next month so we’ll have the apartment until sept 2024, and then pay to break the lease early if a good opportunity comes up. it’s hard to daydream about a life in california (where to live, when to buy cars, what car to buy, future family plans, etc) when everything is up in the air. the more i daydream, the more disappointing it is to know the reality is “unknown”.

i’ve been stuck in this negative loop of “it doesn’t seem like we want the same things”, “am i in the right relationship”, “can i continue to sacrifice/put my wants and needs on the backburner”, etc. so the first few days back in LA i’ve been quite sad internally. on friday, i had a movie night with J & M, and we had some deep talks afterwards. i feel most open with them, as they’re 6-9 years older and pretty vulnerable people. i shared my thoughts - it’s kinda like in either scenario (we stay longer vs. come back sooner for a less than ideal job) there will be resentment on a given side. J asked me if i’m seeing the scenario through the lens of my own or as a unit? admittedly, i have been looking at this more of my own lens because we aren’t engaged or married yet - and also why it’s a harder thing to sit with. J & M told me it’s a tough situation to be in, but that i don’t have to rush things because it seems like we’re working towards the same path, just at different speeds due to some uncontrollable factors right now.

it also helped to hear things from J’s perspective as a male, to understand the need they have to work hard and be a provider for the family, which makes their job itself very important. now upon reflection, i see my mindset as: “i’m done with my studies, now it’s time to go home, and you need to be on my timeline” which is definitely quite selfish and very self-centered.

objectively, it feels like i’m in mile 24 of the marathon and wanting to give up. i have to look at miles 1-23 and see how strong and far we’ve come to be like, alright home stretch let’s go.

it feels like a completely different world at home compared to nyc. living at home with my senior, semi-retired parents and my grandma. my bro has been unemployed for 5 months now and does not act with any urgency. SIL has been handed a business by my dad but putting in very minimal effort while still collecting the profits. bro and SIL chill everyday and are happy; my parents babysit for them multiple times a week and cook food for them. they spent 3 months in cambodia on an extended vacation where her parents basically funded it all. they don’t have an incentive to work because everything’s taken care of.

it was almost triggering for my SIL to ask if things in nyc are “chill” for us, similar to how she asked my mom why she didn’t go to cambodia for vacation with them. i’m like girl, some people out here are working very hard. not everyone can happily live off parents and unemployment lol.

anyway, on a happier note:

i finally got my teeth cleaned and my filling fixed by my dentist, always enjoy conversations with him

at the dentist office, my dad’s friend coincidentally had an appointment time similar to mine and we were waiting at the office together, communicating in teo-chew (it’s these weak tie relationships and sense of feeling at home/family that i’m missing)

had a really nice time kayaking with my younger cousins, and taking my mom and grandma out (on this note, it does feel a bit tiring that i’m the default planner and initiator to do something more special for the family)

got to hang out with ada - she cried being around me at first because she didn’t recognize me, but now after playing with her more/taking her to do nice things - she likes me again?!

went by myself to a HIIT class at a silverlake studio for the first time - i definitely feel more “adult”/independent. also finally, in my 30s, it feels like i can actually afford to go to workout classes.

building a relationship with my younger cousins

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the-mess-of-a-dreamerrr · 2 years ago

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The week of a dreamer...

Sunday

Today was a pretty casual day. I got to sleep-in-ish (till 7, thank you Mac) and then I read a little bit that morning before I started making everyone brunch. I made cheese eggs, chicken sausage, protein smoothies, half a bagel for everyone, and some fruit. It was delicious. After this Raina and I went to Trader Joes. Raina is absolutely obsessed. Whenever she comes she always has to make a trip and ends up with an entire car full of groceries. Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate trader joes…I just think they are a bit over hyped? She is always in shock that I live in Birmingham and yet never go. To me, it's just trendy. After this we go to the gym. Her and I do very different workouts so the entire hour we were there we were on opposite sides of the gym. I do a mix between cardio and floor stuff and she just does floor stuff. I was pretty proud of myself for making it through 30 minutes on the stair stepper again. Once we finish up we go across the street to pick up my laptop and show her my office. I always find it awkward showing someone my office. I never really know what seems interesting to an outsider to show them???? We were there a solid 3 minutes before we ended up driving home.

The rest of the time all Raina wanted to do was watch Wednesday and other dark TV shows. She was also on her phone 100% of the time but yet still didn’t want me to change the television to something I wanted to watch or let me read my book. I was pretty annoyed. Especially because I was getting to a really juicy part of my book and I’m not really a monster and vampire kind of person. Anywhooooo Spencer got the phone call about him becoming Night Shift Manager which was both exciting and bitter sweet. This is 100% of what we had been praying for ever since they offered him the job and then retracted his offer back in October. They invited him to dinner that night to go over the job role and officially sign acceptance documents. This is amazing because of multiple reasons:

He is skipping like 2 job positions between his current role and night shift manager which is HUGE that they see his leadership ability and hardwork

He will have PTO time!!! Only one week, but thats better than nothing.

401k

A pretty beautiful pay increase

Only has to work 2 saturdays a month rather than every saturday

Since his store has been remodeled he only has been able to work about ½ the hours he normally does and is only getting paid a small portion at whatever chickfila he works since he is just a floater for the time being. So basically I have been the sole financial giver since November. We haven’t been hurting financially but we definitely haven't been able to live like we are used to and have had a lot of big price items (mac’s surgery, fence, HOA annual fee, allergy annual fee) all at once so it's been very stressful and anxiety ridden for me so I am excited to finally start working towards some of our savings goals again rather than just surviving.

Now the down side:

The name is night shift which means our schedules will be exactly the opposite and I won’t really get to see him in the evening. 11am-7pm (2 days), and 2pm-10pm (2 nights), and food truck 8am-8pm(1 day). We’ve done these hours before when we first got married when he worked for Enterprise in Mobile so I know it’ll be fine. I just remember it sucking a whole lot and me being sad and lonely.

That's it. It's just that one thing. He probably is actually excited that he doesn’t have to go to work at 4:30 am everyday but I am being a baby about it.

Anyways, after this news I tried talking Raina into watching something more upbeat like a comedy show or a romcom…she told me single people don't watch Rom Coms and I would like to state that is a silly excuse not to watch funny movies. But overall I was just glad that I had Raina there and that her phone habits made it to where I could still talk to you throughout the night.

Monday

I slept in slightly later than I normally would but I heard Raina getting up at 8 so decided to go ahead and get out of bed to make her breakfast. Raina stayed only a couple of hours after then left to go back to Auburn. Spencer had work this morning so I had a couple of hours to myself. I decided to go workout again and do some back-up grocery shopping. Spencer had gone on Saturday but missed about 5 things that we needed. When I got back I started on the laundry, cleaned out the garage (SO MANY SPIDERS), and washed the inside and outside of my car which took a lifetime. I was running around nonstop till about 6. That's when I finished my last load of laundry and put everything up. I am as shocked as everyone else that it is now 3 weeks into the month and I’ve done this well with my new years resolution.

There was a time span between 6-and 7:30 when I started messaging back to you that I was with Spencer. This time slot has a lot of emotions built into it that was spilled over from what happened on Thursday. I am going to leave this section blank.

I really liked this night of messaging you. I saw a very confident side of you that I am not used to seeing.

Tuesday

Basically a Monday for me and was filled with playing catch up from last week and all the emails from over the weekend. Although, I had a pretty good handle on everything and even got to -shocker- be able to take a lunch break.

I am glad I was by my phone though to be able to see your message. Which is pretty unusual because most of the time I don’t even look at my phone until it's almost time to go home. To say I was shocked is an understatement. I don’t know why but I feel like the past couple of weeks the world is just trying to tear down a lot of the progress that you’ve made. This past year I have been so proud of the way you have handled everything. You have given yourself grace and the time to mourn past hopes/dreams while also chasing new ones. You’ve stayed focused on your goals and have continued showing up for yourself. I just want to remind you that I see you. I see all the mountains you’ve climbed. I see the effort that you’ve given. And I see the hurt that you are treading through on a daily basis. I see you and think about how strong of a man you are. That you should be proud of yourself for this past year that you’ve had and not let whatever is going on in Anna’s life or her family get in the way of your happiness today.

I was so excited that I found my old questions in my notes app. I think you needed some good questions after the past weeks you’ve had. I think it is absolutely W I L D you said 15 owls. I am going to be asking my entire branch this question in my morning meeting.

Wednesday

Today I had a lot on my docket..renew Notary, 3 coaching sessions with associates, 1 customer appointment, and then branch manager meeting all afternoon, and dinner with Susan. I actually really enjoy days like this because it's almost a competition with myself to see if I can successfully complete everything on my list. In college this was a daily thing with all of my classes, jobs, and activities and I miss the euphoria that I would get at the end of the day knowing that against all odds I could do more than I thought I was capable of. I was so excited to wake up and start listening to a new episode of your podcast. I was happy to see that it wasn't super long so I knew even with my crazy day the odds of me being able to listen to its entirety was good. I had to drive to Columbiana today since when you get a notary you have to go to probate court to request it in the county that you live in. Even though I work in Jefferson County I live in Shelby. I find it very odd that probate court is in Columbiana of all places. It is kinda surrounded by nothing but an absolutely gorgeous town. Their court building is also insanely gorgeous.

By the time I had made it there that morning I had finished the finale episode. I enjoyed that we kinda just landed in the middle of the action again and that your character was very witty in his sleep darts idea which set everything up for success. I will admit I had to rewind and listen to a couple of spots multiple times because I am a visual learner and it was hard for me to imagine in my head what was happening so I did that like 3 times until I felt satisfied with the mental picture in my head that yall’s words had created. At first I was a little disappointed in yall breaking it up into 3 parts and making me wait (no reason really other than I am impatient), but I think it was best because we got a taste of everything in the finale. It gave us a little bit of action but enough time to wrap the story up and start to say our goodbyes to the characters for the time being. Once it ended I had peace about where everything ended up and was excited to find out whatever yall come up with the emblem storyline to continue it. I think the marvel-like teaser at the end was genius for whoever decided on that.

By the time I walked back in the door I didn’t even have a chance to sit down before I had not one, not two, but three associates standing in my office waiting for me to do something for them. I love feeling needed but sometimes I have to curb my disappointment/annoyance that even after all this time they still rely on me so much. And honestly, most of it is their laziness because they know that I know the answer but don’t want to take the time to look it up or they want to pass it off to me because they are again too lazy to do it themselves. Well, I was proud of myself because I got up and said look at the schedule, if you are not the associate on it then I need you out of my office and to respect my time and your co-workers time that I have set aside to help them in their career. They were all upset, but you know what happened? The world moved on and they did what they could've been doing for themselves all along. I think my biggest annoyance is these are all people that question my right to be in my position but have been at Regions the same amount of time. I don’t know how to get them to see that I am not special nor do I have any special talent to have the success that I do now. I just did my job and used the tools that I had to learn as much as possible which they too have access to. ANyway. I’ll step off of my soap box. Buuuuttt… then I had 3 GREAT coaching sessions. My favorite part of my job is these coaching appointments. Because I love seeing someone take a skill that they have been struggling with and overcoming it. It literally fills me with so much joy. Because they come in with self doubt and leave with a new sense of purpose and confidence and I wish someone could wrap that feeling up in a bottle so that I could experience it whenever I am having a bad day.

2 of them were annual reviews(called RPM)/coaching and one was just coaching. I was really nervous about two of the annual reviews because this year Region’s did something different and had the associates “self rate” themselves in the 4 categories so that when I did my review we can have a discussion on if they didn’t align. We have 4 categories, and each one we rank either ineffective, developing (only for new people), Proficiencent, advanced, and Role model. Well, these two had ranked themselves as role model or advanced when in reality they were only reaching goals in about half of the categories. So I was worried that they were going to be very upset. But in my reviews i try to talk about their strengths, the good things they did in the year and where they stood out, their areas of opportunity and how they can leverage their strengths to be successful in those areas, and then based on their career path tell them where they could be if they were successful in all categories. And I think that how I presented it to them actually got them excited to start on their area of opportunities and we made a career map for the year to track their progress and worked on a couple of those skills in the meantime. It was a BLAST.

So I was on cloud nine except….I had lost track of time and had been supposed to leave for my manager meeting at the corporate offices like 30 minutes ago. So I headed up my chili soup I had in the fridge and pretended I was in mario kart and made it to the building with one minute to spare. I also learned eating soup while driving should be an olympic sport lol. I was happy to see that I was not the only one running behind and walked in with 2 other managers to the security desk. Turns out our names were not on the list and we had to call my area manager to let us in the building. We pretended we had been there a while so we wouldn't get in trouble for being late lol. The meeting was like any old meeting except for some fun dynamics. So my manager is not very subtle about his aggression. He had visited a branch that morning and was grilling the branch manager the entire afternoon. On multiple occasions he put the numbers up for the branch on the giant projector to show what you SHOULDNt be doing and what not to look like. And to make matters worse on the reverse he was putting my branch numbers up to show what to do to reach goals. He does a terrible job with encouragement and basically just made everyone fearful of being publicly shamed if they had a bad week. I also was getting nervous because I too had a branch visit the very next day. We also learned in this meeting that my area manager does one on one’s with his wife every two weeks for them to sit down and go over areas of opportunity and even have a joint one note on their phone so that he can keep track of what his wife is doing to improve…..have zero ideas how his wife has been married to him for 14 years.

After this I had dinner at my favorite mexican restaurant with my old assistant manager Susie who I can only describe as a firecracker. I know that everytime I go anywhere with her she is going to embarrass me so I just prepare for a lot of awkward stares. Sure enough when she walks in she loudly screams “ where is my hot date?! I am meeting with the hottest chick in town” and everyone turns and she looks at me and dances to the booth. I kid you not that is exactly as it played out. She keeps me humble. She tells me about her new guy and I am in full shock. She met him on facebook dating in September and he makes 480k a year and owns multiple moving companies, storage units, commercial properties, etc. The amount of diamonds she was wearing that he had given her was enough to make me stop breathing. She also was wearing the Rolex he got her for christmas. She showed me the pictures of how he had remodeled her house while she was away in Washington visiting family and the roses that he had bought her for her birthday. She said they would have 2 weddings. One here and one at the top of a mountain in Washington state and of course I was invited to both. She said she is going to keep working up until the wedding but after that was going to quit her job since he wanted to take her traveling around the world and he didn’t think it was right for a woman to work when he had plenty.I was excited for her but also nervous. This guy sounds too good to be true, but that may just be the pessimist in me. I also get nervous because I know of her story with her past husband who so terribly abused her in the most awful ways and I am just fearful of her getting into a situation with another man that has all the power again. But I knew she didn’t want to hear this just yet and made plans with her to go hiking in the next couple of months so that we could talk more. With these things you have to be very careful of how you present them.

She also asked me why I wasn’t pregnant yet. And then proceeded to tell me what works for horses (yes, you read that right) when they are getting pregnant and what I needed to start doing because if it works for them it’ll work for me. She proceeded to go down this tangent very loudly until the waiter had to come up and say that another table that had kids had complained because of the graphic nature of the conversation. She is still keeping me humble. She said a lot of other stuff on the subject. This is my least favorite thing to talk to another female about. And one that I knew I would struggle with. But knowing that this would be a pressure point hasn’t made experiencing it any easier. Susie is very much not aware because I think I was about a minute away from bursting into tears.

After dinner I felt very inferior, a lot of shame, and add on top of that bloating from the queso and chips and I was any second away from a full on panic attack. But instead of giving in I pulled into the gym parking lot and exercised as much of that away as I could. The drive home I turned on my ‘woman scorned” playlist and by the time I got home I was almost a normal person again.

I was very glad to learn your surprise was questions because I needed a day not to think too hard about my life and only about what Jelly is my favorite. It made me laugh whenever you found out that we actually did have a couple of the things that we were not the same on. I even got to see confident Sam again towards the end. Crazy how you can take an innocent question and turn it like that.

Before we said goodnight I remembered the dream I had the previous night. It was about me struggling to juggle you, my life, and spencer. In it I felt like I was being pulled in a million different directions and had woken up right before someone was about to see my phone with messages to you in it. I went to bed thinking about it knowing fully well why my dreams had landed on that topic. I couldn’t get to sleep after that. I decided to power through and finish my book. And I am sad to say that I was right. The woman was to be the next victim and it was the guy I thought it was (the detective). It was too convenient for it to be the boyfriend or the neighbors. But she did survive before he was able to chop off her head and the detective was actually killed by his own mother.

Thursday

Another day with a full schedule.

The day started out with a Vestavia Hills Chamber of Commerce breakfast meeting to honor the Trustees. I was selected again this year and had to be in attendance. During this we also had to take our headshots that would be in the magazine so I had to wake up extra early to make sure I looked good. Last year I didn’t know we were taking head shots and I swear it is the worst photo of me ever captured. To make matters worse when you google me it's one of the first ones to come up. So I had to ensure this one looked at least somewhat presentable. It was the same photographer from last year that l loathe and not just because he took the bad head shot last year. He always makes remarks that just make me incredibly uncomfortable. Like today he leaned forward and while moving my hair for the photo he said “no this is to make sure you look pretty don’t claim I’ve touched you after this! I always have to be careful nowadays....um I dare you not to feel uneasy as someone is touching you while insinuating that during this moment they could make a sexual advance on you and then saying that you would be the type of person to “falsely accuse” them of making a sexual advance on them. Like…why even go there?!?

Anywho…after that I have two more ROCK star coaching sessions and an appointment with my favorite elderly customer. I helped her set up an email address for the first time and set up her online banking and bill payments to automatically come out. A couple of months earlier a check had been stolen out of the mail and we had a discussion on the dangers of only writing checks and the benefits of online banking and she had told me she would only do it with my help. She was absolutely precious and had 3 long notebook papers filled with lists of questions that were even more adorable. Some of them were questions like “can I have an email address if I own a cell phone,” “what is a mobile phone app,” and “what is the difference between online banking and mobile banking.” You would have thought I had shown her that she had won a million dollars when she found out she could see images of the checks she had written on the account overview on online banking. She is so wholesome and I am absolutely obsessed with elderly people.

After my appointment I quickly ate some Publix sushi from across the street and got back just in time for my boss to be walking in the door with his branch visit. This visit was one of my favorites because probably for the first time since I’ve been at vestavia he had a visit at my branch by himself without any exec or someone from corporate in toe. Tyler and I have our disagreements and differences but we both like being the best and he knows that I give my 110% and he doesn’t have to point out to me when I’m falling short in an area. And I'm actually in the top 100 branches in all of Regions bank so far this year. So he did probably the best thing ever and said “I know that you are a manager I don’t need to worry about so do your normal stuff and I’m going to work on my computer.” And told me to enter in my own coaching plan for my branch for what I am going to do this quarter. I said aye aye captain and didn’t ask questions. We ended up having a HUGE sales day with major successes to talk about in our evening meeting with 3 big loan apps, huge investment referrals, and a total of 13 financial reviews done in a day. I couldn’t have written a more perfect meeting for my boss to be present for. Also, I went around individually asking everyone my owl questions and turns out you are the craziest of all. I think the most anyone said was 3!

I was going to go workout but Spencer messaged me and said he was making my favorite meal for me. So I hurried to leave work to get home. On the way home I started falling asleep while driving back. I guess hustling the past 2 days had finally caught up to me. When I got back Spencer gave me flowers and we had a really delicious meal (pork chops in the air fryer with white magic seasoning). I knew what this night meant to him. It again had a lot of emotion overflowing from last week.

I’ll leave the next couple of hours blank.

I was in bed by 8. My friend Ashley called me on her weekly one hour grocery run away from the kids and she shared with me some exciting news from her job and updated me on her two girls. I love talking with Ashley because I think she and I are the most alike. Her work ethic is very similar to mine and her career is very important to her. She is also one of the most intelligent and gifted people I’ve ever met and I’m very proud of her for not losing that part of herself even after having 2 kids and the mess that life brings. She even asked about you towards the end of the call and I had to cut her off because I was on speaker and Spencer was laying in the bed next to me.

I almost messaged you goodnight just so that you knew I was thinking about you but caught myself. I know being my friend isn’t easy and a night without me is probably what you needed to refocus yourself. I try not to be a stumbling block but I know that it's hard to look to the future when your past is blowing up your phone. I checked my messages maybe 25 times today. Both hoping to see your name and knowing that not seeing your name was a good thing for you.

There are a lot of hard things that come with our situation. I can think of 3 that have been screaming at me this week.

Friday

I woke up about 2 am feeling awful. I got up, took a lot of medication and tried to go back to sleep. By the time I woke up I realized that I was full blown sick. But, because of me having packed schedules the past 2 days and it being a short weekend I still had work to do. So I got ready and went into work and locked myself in my office and told the branch to enter at your own risk. I was working till I finished my urgent to-do list and the rest could wait till Monday. I worked till 12 then came home. I felt terrible because I was supposed to work tomorrow but Tatsiana volunteered to take my shift. I think I hate asking people for favors more than I hate Auburn football.

By the time I got home I saw the message from you and smiled. I was going to nap but I figured that the only thing that was going to make me feel better was typing this up for you. This letter isn’t as amazing as yours because there is a lot of stuff that’s is off limits (refer back to part 2 on my blog), but I wanted to surprise you with something for a change. You always tell me I deserve a million letters but I think you got it wrong. You deserve a million and one. Even if they aren’t from me.

January 20, 2023

-MV

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tuneyouout · 2 years ago

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I want to write an actual update entry but the truth is that every other day I am sick and nervous and overwhelmed and I really can’t function at high enough capacity to do that. So, it’ll be this.

My last ~proper entry was June 2021; it had notes about the same issue I’m having now except we’ve accelerated into finding out portion of fucking around. Mind you, I “fucked around” with permission granted.

My mom never recovered 100% from her TIA in 2020 and while she isn’t dying or an invalid or even incapable of living normally, it scared the shit out of me!! And every goddamn time we’d have any sort of post-covid return to office townhall at work I would spiral into the fear that I would be stuck in LA forever, working 7 days a week to feel financially steady, and never be able to be there for my mom when something eventually would change in her health. I would lose entire work days to this dread. And in February 2022 when I noticed some cognitive changes in her, I started freaking out worse. But then. My coworker got permission from my boss to start looking for a house in the Palm Spring area and once the move in date was official she went as far as announcing his news to our entire LA office. The relief I felt in this happening was beyond.

So I assessed my existence, kept an eye on my mom, and by May I was having the relocation talk with my boss. It was all “yeah of course! No worries!” and when I mentioned my abilities to still come to the office maybe like every other week if I needed to it was met with “we’ll figure it out, no problem.” After letting my roommate know that although I was completely flexible to her scheduling needs, my moving home was in motion, within a week she worked out a plan that admittedly, was much quicker than I expected, but had me raging my last days as an LA local in June and fully home the first weekend of July.

And after 3 months of house projects and odd peace, right as the boredom and existential fear of what I set myself up for started setting in, on October 13th we were told we needed to be back in the office 3 days a week, starting January. About 2hrs later, after it was evident my boss would not be calling me or my coworker to reaffirm our approved scenarios, I called my boss, bordering on hysteria and panic, and got absolutely zero support. After this, I spent the next 4 hours in my bedroom crying and staring, terrified of what the fuck I was going to do. The next day, I worked, saw Midtown in Orange County, drove to LAX, slept in my car for a few hours, and boarded a flight to the east coast at 5am Saturday morning to see Fireworks (and The Wonder Years) for the first time in 7 years. I had a wonderful weekend of meeting and seeing internet friends, driving across New England for a second show and trying not to let this massive bomb kill my joy. It was having 2 drinks instead of 3, and buying 1 shirt instead of 2, and just trying to not let my gut be chaos the whole time.

I contacted HR who told me my boss should’ve done an official approval when we had the initial conversation and now it would be much trickier to okay. They told me my boss should understand and be able to be flexible as to not expect me in the office that often when I’m 130 miles away. Yet here we are, with people now going in the office, my boss not giving any specific directions or approvals but also not giving off any hint of being cool, and I’m just working as I have been, knowing the clock is ticking. Dread. I’ve been applying to jobs!! I had 1 interview in November and while I don’t think I’ll be getting that, just getting an interview did boost some confidence. It’s just a fucking awful position to be in.

8 months ago I was nervous about my mom but making good money, had a great apartment and best friend of a roommate, was lovingly fulfilled by my weekend job, loving my friends and people around me, donating funds to lives and causes, planning trips. I almost fucking felt like I was getting my footing in LA after 15 years. And now, I’m in a job wasteland, too far from friends to get drunk and emotional with, too financially panicked to give myself a weekend to make plans for that, and living on a motherfucking prayer I don’t eventually have to go work a retail or service job where I’ll be lucky if I get insurance I can survive on. For the record, I am not fucking above any job, but without decent insurance and wages, this chronic condition becomes slowly life threatening.

I guess you’d call this regression. I left a fun job and all my friends. Convinced myself that I’m brave enough for all this. Well.

#I'll give it to Fireworks for the surprise NYE album drop. favorites would not let me down #not like that other favorite band of mine whose personal and professional bullshit is exhaustive and pathetic. meh

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dreamescapeswriting · 2 years ago

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Kinktober ~ Day 14 ~ Oral SCB [M]

⤜WORD COUNT: 1.7K

⤜PAIRING: Changbin x GN!Reader

⤜GENRE:smut, minors DNI, blow job, secret relationship, under the desk,

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - October 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

"Hey, I was wondering when you were going to come in." Changbin chuckled when you walked into his office and stood beside him at his desk. You'd been worried he hadn't eaten and it was getting quite late in the day, the two of you were supposed to keep things hidden at work but it was hard when he didn't look after himself.

"I bought food, I figured you could use a break, you need to eat." You told him sternly, staring at his screen to see that he was working on something for your boss - Chan. While Changbin was your boss he only looked after your floor but Chan was the one who overlooked everything and if something was late Changbin could possibly get fired.

"Babe...We've talked about this at work I'm your boss, not your boyfriend who you look after," Changbin chuckled weakly as he watches you closely, it wasn't that he didn't enjoy you being here it was just a risk of getting caught he didn't want to happen. If it came to light that you were seeing one another you'd be moved from his team and possibly fired since employee relationships were strictly not allowed.

"Okay...Then as your employee, I know you get moody when you don't eat, so eat." You ordered, pushing the food toward him and rolling your eyes as he stared at you. It was true that when he didn't eat he was a little irritable but he wasn't in the mood for this right now, all he wanted to do was get the report finished,

"Go back to work," He mumbled before you giggled a little, you loved when he was in boss mode and ordered you around.

"No." A smirk twitched on Changbin's lips when he heard you being so disobedient to him,

"No? Are you telling your boss no?"

"I guess I am, what's he going to do about it?" You smirked but Changbin bit down on his tongue, he had so much to do he didn't have time for you right now even though he was needy. His job was far more important than getting laid,

"I can't...S-Stop looking at me like that, I'm already behind on this business expenses and I need to have the reports in by the end of the night," You whined and moved to stand behind him, gently rubbing his shoulders with your hands as you did your best to help him relax and take a breather. You knew he'd been working his ass off all day since he was barely out of the office unless it was to use the toilet or kitchen,

"Just let me help you de-stress," You whispered in his ear, biting down on his earlobe as he let out a low grunt when he felt himself growing harder,

"Babe."

"You need food," You told him while you stopped your hands and stared at the food that was being ignored on the table, you weren't going to let your boyfriend go hungry.

"I'll eat later, we can go to dinner tonight...As long as you leave, right now." He said in a panicked tone, looking at the time and then back to his screen and you bit down on your lip.

"Is something wrong?" Concern dripped from your tone and he shook his head, it wasn't that something was wrong but he knew if you stayed he was never going to finish anything in time and he would rather have it done before 5 pm.

"I have our boss coming, you need to go."He begged, taking your hand in his and squeezing it softly but you shook your head. Chan wasn't due down to see him until 4 and it was only 3, you had plenty of time until he would come down and in the meantime, you could help.

"He's not due for another hour, I checked the schedule," You giggled as he let out a small chuckle at the idea of you checking his schedule even though you weren't supposed to,

"You're so bad. I need to focus,"

"Changbin, I want to help." You told him as you slowly sank down onto your knees and looked up at him smirking as you run your hand up his thigh squeezing softly as he whimpered.

"Let me destress you the way you love," You slowly ran your fingertips over the tent in his pants and his eyes fluttered shut, it would be perfect for you to do this for him and he knew it would help him unwind but he couldn't. Could he?

"B-Baby....N-No...Not here," He whispered, even though it was one of his biggest fantasies. The two of you had discussed wanting to do this a whole thing for a while and now seemed as good a time as any to you,

"You can't, what if someone sees you?" He whispered but you were already under the table and smirking up at him you were about to say something when the door was knocked on.

"Shit...Stay under there, he's here early." He mumbled before the door opened Chan walked through the door and stood in front of Changbin's desk.

"Do you have the paperwork ready?" Chan's voice asked and you smirked to yourself slowly running your hands up and down Changbin's legs as you thought about doing it right now. There was nothing more exciting than the idea of getting caught with someone.

"Yes Sir, I can email it over to you soon if you like." Changbin was flushed when he felt you palming him through his pants and he bucked toward your touch, biting down on his tongue as he tried not to moan.

"You look a little warm, are you okay?" Chan questioned, noticing that one of his best employees seemed to be a little flushed in the face.

"Fine...Fine, just fine." He lied when he felt your hand slowly trailing up his thigh and rubbing softly and biting down on your lip you gently undid the belt and felt yourself growing hornier by the second.

"Did you hear something?" Chan asked when he heard the zipper and you froze in place scared that he would look after the desk but Chan didn't move and neither did Changbin. He simply cleared his throat and shook his head,

"Me? No...No sir," He stuttered before quickly emailing the paperwork over and Chan began heading for the door. Your hand quickly began to pump Changbin as he let out a small grunt and lent forward,

"You okay?" Chan quizzed when he noticed Changbin leaning forward and holding his chest,

"Just feeling a little under the weather,"

"You should see someone if you're sick," He didn't want someone going home ill but if it meant no one else would get sick he didn't mind.

"I'm fine sir, I promise," Changbin said while chuckling trying to pass it off as though you weren't under the desk roughly pumping him in your hand over and over again.

The door shut and you smirk up at Changbin as you continued to rub his dick in your hand, too needy to wait around for anything else now. You slowly opened your mouth and took his dick into it, taking him slowly to the back of your throat and moaning out around him.

"Oh shit, your mouth feels so fucking good." He moans out rolling his head back against the seat as he moans your name out lowly.

"Y-You're always so needy." He praises you as he carefully glances down at you, you moaned around his cock as you continued to take him to the back of your throat again and again. Enjoying the noises that slipped free from his throat,

"You better take every drop then baby, I don't want you wasting a single drop and getting me messy," He told you with a smirk, holding the back of your neck to move you faster up and down his cock. Your tongue swirled around him as you pulled him free from your mouth and let yourself catch some air,

"S-Shit, maybe you were right, I did need to destress." He moans out lowly while you kitten licked his slit, staring up at him with a smirk playing on your lips.

"So fucking dirty, touching me when our boss came in, it's like you wanted him to see." You said nothing but took him to the back of your throat, doing your best not to gag at the size of him and he grunted loudly bucking into your mouth,

"You did, didn't you? You wanted him to see you on your knees for me," He grunts getting a little rougher with every buck of his hips, the urge to fuck your throat becoming overwhelming but he kept his hips at a soft and slow pace for you.

"Deeper." He groans out as you gripped onto his thighs and took him as deep as you could, swallowing around his large cock as your eyes filled with tears from not being able to gag.

"Faster baby, f-fuck, please." He begs as he feels himself getting closer, his insides tightening up as he whimpers your name out softly. His low moans and groans turn into high-pitched whimpers further turning you on as you reached down to play with yourself.

"Look at you playing with yourself while you please your boss, good fucking baby." He grunts as he thrusts into your mouth, his hips becoming sloppier with each time he moved into you.

"Mmm...Mmm, don't fucking stop, keep sucking that dick." His eyes locked with yours and you began to suck harsher on him when you felt him switching inside of your mouth. You enjoyed the way his cock would throb against your tongue and it encouraged you to move faster and rougher with him,

"W-Wait baby! Wait." He moans out as he bucks his hips up to meet your mouth whimpering and whining loudly as he felt a wave wash over him.

"O-Oh! Oh fucking shit," He grunts loudly cumming into your mouth suddenly as you continue to suck harshly on the head of his dick giggling a little when his cum leaked from your lips.

"I said to take every drop," He chuckled darkly, his thumb slowly swiping the drops from the corners of your lips and pushing them back into your mouth as you sucked his thumb clean.

"Get up, it's time for me to return the favour," He smirked at you.

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 2 years ago

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A Moment's Surprise--Chapter 3

Whether it's called an accident or the fates of the universe, you and Calum find yourselves taking on the next level of your relationship: parenthood.

Reader (Gender Neutral) X Calum. Multi-chapter Series.

Series Note: Across this series, pregnancy is discussed thoroughly. While I have made this series specifically a reader insert and have done my best to avoid coding for cis women, I am taking this moment to acknowledge that this content may not be suitable for every reader. I want to acknowledge even if I've been careful some things (like uteri) are still mentioned and if that causes you discomfort please DO NOT read this. You may keep scrolling (as there is a read more) / skip this as necessary.

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Chapter 3

“Okay, so,” Joy starts, glancing up from the rim of her glasses. It took two months for Joy to get things straightened out enough to come out for the remainder of your pregnancy. And you’re glad for it as now more bouts of morning sickness and fatigue riddled your days. “We’ve got the baby registry together, correct?”

You nod. “Yes. Just heard back from Calum yesterday about the things he wants to add. We had to go with the second rocking chair. Calum--well, we won’t get into that,” you laugh, running a hand over your slight bump. At eighteen weeks, you weren’t showing too much, but you knew.

Joy laughs at your comment. “He’s just nervous.”

Calum wanted everything baby related with the highest safety ratings. You wanted things that would help promote motor skills and other development milestones. It was a struggle sometimes not only just to disagree but to also have hefty time zone differences. When difficult conversations had to be had, Calum’s day was ending as yours was just beginning and yours was ending just as his was ending. Text wasn’t the platform for these conversations either. There were a lot of early morning calls.

Joy took special care not to intervene in those conversations nor to take sides. Her go-to line was, “All I need is a happy grandbaby.” And currently, though Joy is letting you know that Calum’s particular current quirk is because of fear, it’s not a malicious rebuttal to you. Because you know if Calum were to get huffy about your desires, Joy would simply state you just want to raise an independent and confident child. The street with Joy goes two ways.

“I know he is,” you return. “So am I.”

“Being nervous is natural. Nothing wrong with it. But if the registry is super set, then we should be a bit more at when do you want the baby shower? I think I have Calum’s tour schedule here somewhere.” She shuffles through the pages you printed down for you. You’ve easily pulled up the schedule from the saved document on your desktop but you wait for her to find it in her pile. Though Joy was quite comfortable with technology, she still prefered her paper files.

Once Joy finds it, you skim over your screen.“Biggest chunk of time off is between the North American leg and the Australia dates.”

“There’s a show in September right?” Joy asks.

“Yeah, I have a date for later that month.” Joy hums writing something down in her notebook off to the side. You tack on, “Looks like there’s time too in July and August.”

“You want the baby shower a little closer to the due date. Let’s look into September or October.”

You nod. “Didn’t know that.”

Joy laughs. “Neither did I before Mali. But I think you two should talk more about that. I just want to put it on your radar.”

“I’m going to run the poor man ragged,” you tease.

“The only way to make sure he’s okay is to ask him. Besides, he did put you in this position. I love him, but let’s be honest.”

You snort at Joy’s tease. “I’m going to let that one stay between us,” you state.

“Fair enough. But truly having a baby is no easy feat and it is tiring from start until finish in all sorts of new ways as they get older. But you two will always have me.”

You know Joy is right. Things would obviously be slightly easier if Calum wasn’t touring. But in the end, this is the timing that’s been handed to the both of you. In the end, this is the decision that you two agreed on.

From her spot at the dining room table, Joy spots the time. She pushes up from the kitchen table. “What do you want for lunch, dear? There’s leftovers, but I can cook too if there’s anything in particular?”

“Can you make those breaded chicken tenderloins again?” you ask, turning in the chair a little.

Joy grins. “Of course. Salad too?”

“Fine, Mom,” you laugh. Joy wags one finger up over her shoulder at you, like she’s agreeing with your teasing job. Your phone buzzes and you turn back to glance at it.

How’s today? It’s a text from Calum.

You free?

The response to your text is a call lighting up your phone. You answer the request for a FaceTime call and a moment later you can see Calum’s face filling the screen. “Hey, babe,” he says with a smile. “Hi, Mum!”

“Hey,” the two of you echo back at him. Joy laughs just a little as you ask, “What time is it for you?”

Calum glances off to the side for a moment as the cacophony of shouts interrupts through the line. He moves to somewhere slightly quieter, the slight shake of his phone alerts you to the movement. “Show just ended an hour ago or so, we’re closing in around midnight I’d reckon. How are you?”

“Good, today’s been a nice day. Chickadee hasn’t raised too much hell.”

“Glad to hear it. I did some more research on the floor beds and I will say I do like the idea of it. Just take it slow with me. I don’t want my Pumpkin growing up too fast,” Calum states.

“Once I’m done growing them, I’ll give them the memo,” you tease.

Calum’s tuft of laughter is soft. “I had a bummer thought which is why I called instead of just texting.”

It’s bad. Whatever it is, it is bad for Calum to even mention it to you. “Uh oh, what’s the bummer thought?”

“I’m realizing how close your due date is to the Oceania tour dates.”

“Cal, it’s just an estimate.”

“I know,” he returns. “But still. The thought that I could make the choice to continue shows and you’d go into labor without me there--it scares me. I don’t want to miss that.”

The fates really were up to the gods, but you understand the fear. With the timing of everything, you were looking at the first week of November as your due date. However, as your doctor mentioned, due dates weren’t perfect. It was briefly considered given Calum’s touring schedule if the two of you should go more for elective C-section. The risks and the fact that any more pregnancies later in life would also have to be delivered by a C-sections halted the conversations early in their tracks.

“We’ll keep hoping things line up,” you offer.

“There still is time, yeah,” Calum nods.

“Do you want a distraction or just to sort of vent?” you ask. While you want to help Calum, you know sometimes it’s just about the emotional release more than anything else.

Calum shakes his head. “Distraction. There’s time to pout later.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Love, I’m the one that got you pregnant so you don’t have to apologize.”

“I was an enthusiastic and willing partner too in this so…,” you point out, foregoing the urge to tell Calum that Joy made the exact same joke earlier. Calum laughs in return. “But that’s not the actual distraction. Baby shower is.”

“Isn’t this like…way too early?”

“You’re the one that’s touring, mister. We have to work around your schedule.”

“Okay, okay, you’re right. You’re trying to plan in advance for the date?”

You nod. “Yes. Momma Joy has informed me that closer to the due date is better. You have the show in late September. But we could do it before or in October. I think my concern is that you actually have time on your breaks to relax.”

“We’ve got a little one to prepare for. Not too many breaks will be just relaxing with me being gone on tour.”

It’s a fact you had grown intimately familiar with as more doctor’s visits lined up and more things seemed to pile up for the house. “My uncle’s visiting when the Mexico leg starts up to help with the heavy lifting for Joy and I, so there’s that thankfully.”

Calum hums at the news. “That’s a relief, truly. I was worried. There’s that shelf to be taken down and the bed.”

“Trust me Joy wouldn’t let me think of trying to take those down. I think quite literally if the thought crossed my mind, she’d give me the look.” You attempt to recreate the quite stern glance Joy no doubt perfected over the years. Calum laughs, the skin around his eyes crinkling at the action. “Not trying to witness that more than necessary.”

“It’s not a fun look to receive. You know it’s not because she’s angry, just disappointed and it’s ten times worse. But I’m 90% sure that the September gig is on a Saturday. But let’s aim for a date range of one week before and one week after?”

You nod, taking one of the pens residing on the table and making a note. “Sounds good.”

“Monday for you, what will basically be Tuesday for me, is your next appointment correct?”

“Yes.”

Calum hums to signal him hearing you. “I need a bump update soon.”

You pop your head up. The slight drop is his voice being all too familiar to your ears. Without alerting Joy, you scramble to find your headphones. All you do is signal to Calum to give you a moment and then you scurry as quickly as you to the backyard. When the house turns to sunlight and Calum spots the white resting inside your ears, he exhales. “Do you know how hard it is? You’re so…god,” he sighs.

“You did say I’d be hot pregnant. I just wasn’t expecting this.”

You watch as his head drops into the wall behind him. He grazes his teeth over his bottom lip as if the thought is still lingering in his mind.

“Fuck,” he hums and then takes just a second to shake his head, an action to clear away some of the thoughts. “It’s like, yes, absolutely would love to make love to you--no question. But also, I want to hold your bump you know? Just talk to the little one, be there to force you to sit down and take it easy.”

“There’s a break in a week,” you offer it gently, but even Calum catches the slight hitch to your voice.

“I need it. I need you,” he whispers. “And like, I don’t mean it solely like that, sexually. I mean it is just as plain as it sounds. I think I’m driving the guys and the rest of the crew insane.”

“Soon, love. There are some perks to pregnancy.” You seal the sentiment with a wink.

“Oh, don’t do that to me. You’re stirring an already boiling pot.”

With a playful shrug, you grin. “Maybe I’m looking to boil it over.”

“I know a spot for that,” he returns with a laugh. His name is called from somewhere off to the side and Calum catches more of it than you. He exhales deeply. “Getting rounded up. So--I’ll double check the September show, we’ll look for venues for the baby shower, and you’re sending me a bump picture as soon as you can.”

“Yes, yes, and, definitely.”

“Love you and let Pumpkin know I love them too. And Mum.”

You nod. “I will let all parties know.”

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You and Joy sit at the dining room table but both of you are clearly more attuned to the front door than anything else. Joy asked Calum early in the week if he wanted her to pick him up but the thing that worried Calum was that if fans spotted Joy then they’d have questions about why she was in the States. If those questions started he’s sure that it wouldn’t be super long until they started questioning where you’d gone or what was going on with you. Though you weren’t active much at all on social media in terms of actually posting things, anything you did post would be subject to close scrutiny. Neither you or Calum truly wanted to announce the pregnancy as it alone was already a lot to work with given the tour at this particular moment. It was subject to change, but right now it felt too new and too fragile to be announced to the public.

So you and Joy stayed home, letting the car that the band always had pick him up and drop him off at home. But the two of you are waiting and waiting. Your leg bounces as you break apart the same piece of cookie into smaller and smaller pieces. You flick your gaze over to the door. Duke is also posed on the couch, head positioned in the direction of the door as if he knows exactly what everyone else is waiting for. A smile crosses your face and then you look back down at the plate.

When you look up again, Joy is smiling over at you. You know she knows. “Joy, don’t look at me,” you laugh, covering your face.

“I’m glad he has you,” she says instead. “And though, I was hoping I’d get to see you two going down the aisle before this and I won’t let him get away with that so easily, I’m really really glad he has you.”

It did seem, sometimes when you thought about it, that things were happening too in ways that you hadn’t anticipated. “Life has a funny way of working things out.”

She nods. “That it does.” Her phone chimes and she pushes up just a little to check in. “Oh Mali, the earth is still spinning,” she chuckles mostly to herself. To you, she asks, “Have you thought about baby names?”

“Shit!” you exclaim. How’d you forget to look at names? Why wasn’t that the first thing on your mind?

Joy grins. “Hey, no. There’s time. You’ve got many things on your mind. That’s why I’m here. Give me some of those things, dear. I’m not going to be spending a year out here for nothing.”

“A year?” you ask. You thought she was just saying until Calum’s tour finished.

“Yeah. You thought I’d just up and leave to the other side of the world without spending a few months with my grandbaby. Oh, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“Joy--that’s your whole left you’ve put on pause. What do you mean?”

She shakes her head, a brighter smile lighting up her face. “Sweetheart, my whole life is right there.” She points to your abdomen. The gesture turns grander to the house around you. “Right here. I only dreamed of my children getting opportunities like this. We lived paycheck to paycheck and there were plenty of nights where I stayed up trying to crunch numbers. My kids have surpassed everything I could conceive of for them. I get to grow older, watch them grow up. Spoil grandbabies. That sounds a lot like life to me.”

“When you put it like that, yeah it does,” you nod. You take a quick second to wipe your cheeks. “Joy, I know I say it like five thousand times a day, but I appreciate you being here. Like a lot. When I found out I was pregnant, I felt like I was underwater and I’d forgotten how to breathe. I still feel like that sometimes. But I need it. I know I asked for it--the help. But it’s like you expect a certain level of help but I don’t know. It just means a lot. I’m babbling and I don’t know what else to say but thank you.”

“You’re beyond welcome, hon. Now, please actually eat the cookie before I do. I’ve already had three. No more.”

You pop a piece into your mouth even with a watery smile. “Yes ma’am.”

Duke pops, front paws resting on the couch arm rest and lets out a bark. He goes like he’s going to leap from the couch, but you’re quick to pop up from the seat. “What is it?” you ask. You know Duke can’t answer, but still the question falls easily for your lips.

Not too soon after the question falls, there’s the distinct click of the door unlocking. You continue to the couch to help Duke down. The door opens up and Calum with backpack and suitcase in hand stands on the other side of the door. His smile is brilliant after landing his gaze on you. You reach out to pull the suitcase further inside. “I got it,” he laughs, but you don’t stop realizing that you don’t quite have the breath to talk gazing up at Calum. Duke is steadily barking at his feet and Calum is quick to pick up the small dog. “Hey, I’m back, buddy. Missed me?”

“Aye, the man of the hour,” Joy comments, before briefly kissing Calum on his cheek.

“Hi, Mum,” he returns, giving her a quick hug. You catch Joy’s voice but can’t hear the exact words she passes along to Calum. He flicks his gaze over to you and a small blush takes over his cheeks. “Mum, please.”

“I only speak the truth,” she returns and takes Duke from Calum. “We’ll give you two some privacy. But I mean it, son.”

“I know you do,” Calum sighs, slipping the backpack from his shoulders.

The moment Calum turns back to face you, you slide yourself up to his chest, arms encasing his waist. You burrow your head into his sternum. His shirt holds the smell of the airport’s lingering scent and beneath it is the faint hint of nicotine. The heaviest edge that dances in your nose is his own natural musk. It’s all just Calum in your arms.

“Hey,” he whispers, arms wrapping around your shoulders.

Calum’s left before. It happens. You’ve always known how to handle the distances that his job sometimes takes him. It could be the constant flux of hormones, or the fatigue that seemed to be settling in deeply at every turn for you. But the embrace you share with Calum sends a wave of emotion through you. The tears sting at first, for just a moment and then the wave breaks the dam. You shake into his chest.

“It’s okay, baby,” Calum states. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I’m just glad you’re back. And I’m horny. And I’m hungry,” you answer.

Calum’s chuckle shakes through his chest and yours. “We can tackle all of those, I promise.” He takes half a step back. Tears are slipping down your cheeks but you’re smiling and it gives him a prompt to smile too. His thumbs swipe gently at your cheeks. “I know you’re going to holler at me about taking an actual break, but this weekend, just the two of us are going to take a little drive up the coast okay.”

“The weekend’s like your whole break?” It’s not really, but the weekend would be a third of this break.

“And I’d always want to spend it with you.” Calum’s palms are warm against your cheek, long fingers almost wrapping around to the back of your head as he cradles your face.

“This weekend, up the coast?”

Calum nods. “I promise it’s nothing crazy. Just a little getaway.” Your silence lingers, eyes darting across his face. The tears have slowed. “It’ll take care of one of those issues you listed off earlier.”

Your laughter falls easily when Calum sends a wink your way. “Will there be time for baby names?”

“Absolutely,” Calum agrees. “I’ve already been thinking of some ideas.”

“I’m so behind on that front.”

“No, you’re doing other things. Like trying to redo the guest room, putting together the registry, thinking about the baby shower. You’ve still got your job too. There’s only so many hours in the day, love.”

You tuck yourself back into Calum’s chest and nod at his statement. You miss his scent. It left the sheets after the third wash. There’s still some shirts and occasionally you dress his pillow in one but it’s not the same. Nothing is better than Calum right here in front of you. His lips are gently against the top of your head. There’s no rush as the two of you remain in the embrace.

Calum takes it upon himself to fix you and Joy dinner. As he cooks, he takes small breaks to rest a hand on your growing stomach. It’s a reminder--the physical reminder that all the long calls and mornings spent browsing too many parents and baby websites is actually for something. Over the sizzle of the pans and through the laughter of you and Joy, Calum’s sure he’s floating. He’s sure none of it is real and yet, when you walk behind him, your hands brush over his lower back, he’s reminded that it is all real.

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canyouhearthelight · 2 years ago

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The Miys, Ch. 210

Weekly installation of mostly fluffy slice of life neurodivergent queer fiction in SPACE space space space!

October was a super busy month, so I’m glad to be through it. HRT, Inktober, real life camping trip, one of my ersatz children making good trouble while the other one rebelled a little bit... Onwards to November, when I still have to decide if I am spatchcocking Cornish hens or just frying them.

I actually can’t do reader shout outs this week, because Inktober did get my notes all wonky. However! @janeshadow, @necromancer04, and @drbibliophile were all extremely supportive of my clumsy attempts at art, so I do want to give them special acknowledgement.

As always, shout out to @baelpenrose for sticking it out through this chapter... It veered hard left for a minute, but he hung in there until it actually made sense again.

By the time I got back to my office, Else had done an admirable job clearing the ceiling and working their way down the walls. Tyche and Parvati were nowhere to be seen, which was just as well. Given the near-fluorescent quality my workspace still had, it was in everyone’s best interest that Parvati was scheduled to shadow my sister today.

“Good call on Charly,” Hannah announced as I took a seat. “She was halfway through making a fresh batch of paint when I got ahold of her.”

I slumped in relief. “Xiomara is less than pleased with her homework, but not much else I can do. She has been warned, just in case, blah blah blah.” Roughly, I rubbed my face. “I need a vacation.”

“Don’t you usually go camping or something? I know there was a camping trip last year.”

“Mmm hmm.” Alistair had kindly handed me another coffee - mostly hot this time, no straw. Things were looking up. “But we make planetfall in less than four months. The next giant leap for mankind waits for no one.”

She blinked at me, skeptical. “The world won’t end if you vanish for three or four days.”

Shrugging, I shook my head. “I’d be camping alone. Schedules are all over the place right now, between essential projects in community shifts and essential tasks in work shifts. Hell,” I sighed, “I think the guys and I are only all home at the same time for maybe four hours a day?”

“That sucks,” she whispered emphatically.

“Can’t be helped. We’ve talked about it and come to terms with it.” Remembering the food I’d brought, I looked around. “Where are the - “

“Eaten, with salt and butter,” Alistair interrupted. “What hasn’t been demolished was absconded with to Tyche’s office with muttering about soups?”

“The Soup,” Hannah corrected. “Clearly, you haven’t had it, or you would know that. Hey!” She perked up again. “You could do a picnic instead of camping? Small daycation?”

That set me groaning, leaning my head down to rest in my hands. “They’re deconstructing BioLab2 for biomass,” I half-wailed mournfully. “I’m pretty sure the only reason Nixe hasn’t smashed my door down is because she’s too busy trying to get as much PT in with Teeth as possible before they drain the lake.”

Alistair drummed his fingers on the table, chewing his lip thoughtfully. “I am going to hazard the guess that either Mister Rodriguez has not been told that the same will happen to his tanks, or he has elected not to inform Her Majesty?”

I winked and waggled a finger at him. “Very close. Simon’s prodigious aquarium set ups are among the last to go. They are currently being used to study mineral aquatics, and will be cycled out to become life pods for Else.”

“That explains the breathtaking lack of weapon marks on the doors, thank you.”

“No problem.” Taking a steadying breath, I looked around again. The pumpkins were vanishing slowly but surely. A reassuring sign. “On more official matters, the votes from the Ark are showing an eighty-twenty trend toward the From cave system, with seventy percent reporting already.” I called up the relevant map. “Which means we need to start figuring out where exactly to put everyone. These are the most recent geological scans, so let’s start taking inventory of who has preference of where they don’t want to be…”

That bought me a scant few minutes of relative silence before Hannah tapped my hand to get my attention. “What about a Halloween party? Or a harvest party?”

“Once we get down there? Sounds like a plan. Sort of a new Thanksgiving.”

She rolled her eyes. “I mean for you, dummy.”

I tilted my head questioningly. “You want me?” I pointed at my chest. “To relax? By planning and throwing a party?”

“You love feeding people,” she pointed out.

My hands went up. “Four or five at a time, yeah! After that, it gets exhausting.”

“There is this fascinating invention,” Alistair started, adding his two cents. “It’s called a potluck, I do believe. Apparently, it occurs when you allow other people to bring dishes to a gathering.” He zoomed on a particular cavern, not even looking at us. “Revolutionary, I know. What will they think of next.”

“Asshole,” I muttered, wiggling down into my chair to sulk.

“Other people can cook, Sophia.”

“Et tu, Hannah?”

Five years ago, she would have flinched from my glare. Now, she just stared back. It was clear that overexposure had acclimatized her to my wrath. “You let Tyche bake for you all the time.”

“That’s different. I can’t bake. Like, at all.”

“Arthur made goulash that one time. And you let Charly make popcorn.”

Yet again, my assistant felt the need to add insult to injury. “I understand that Mister Rodriguez is quite adept at sugar confections. And you, yourself, extoll Councilor Kalloe’s aptitude with curries.”

“We could throw Xiomara and Mona together,” Hannah suggested. “Mona will stuff buns with anything given the chance.” It only took a beat of silence for her to realize what she had said and start glowing red. “Bread buns! Like fluffier bao oh my gods kill me now…”

“Mini curry bread bowls do sound delightful,” Alistair mulled.

“Y’all - “

He kept speaking, ignoring me completely. “I think Farro and I can duel British versus American pigs in blankets.”

Hannah clapped, despite my attempts to argue. “Oh, that would be fun! I bet Charly and Coffee can pull together some really interesting dips and sauces.” Her tone dropped just as she clamped a hand over my mouth. “I hear Coffee makes a mean roux.”

“Do you think he can make us a gumbo?”

“How would we make it portable? Hmmm….”

I stood up and stomped my bare foot ineffectually before shouting. “Y’ALL!” They turned to look at me, faces frozen mid-word. Pointing a finger like it was a loaded gun, I started with Alistair. “I know what the hell a potluck is, but a good host should be able to feed the people they invite. Arthur got away with the goulash because he didn’t exactly ask.”

“The boozy donuts didn’t hurt,” Hannah added.

“AND YOU!” I whirled on her. “How am I supposed to ask people who probably can’t even attend to make food or help? I adore Mona, but she is busy. We all have access to her work allotments and hours, none of us know when she sleeps. I don’t care how good those mini bread bowls sound, if I find out she is making even ONE, I will assign you to BioLab Four so fast you won’t have time for a rebreather.”

She started muttering and I vaguely heard names being listed, but chose to ignore it for the sake of my blood pressure. “And finally: WHY DOES THAT PUFF HAVE A HAT??” I darted across the room to where Else was roughly halfway down the walls now, fingertip less than an inch from a bright yellow ball of fuzz with a bright purple cowboy hat.

“Hat?”

“Puff?”

Both of them stood and inched toward where I was standing, eyes following my arm until they saw what I was focused on. “That’s a hat,” Hannah murmured in a dazed tone.

“I see it as well,” Alistair confirmed. I couldn’t tell if his confusion was the rapid change in topic or the bizarre sight in front of us. “It is very purple.”

I didn’t want to take the object away, in case it upset Else…. Lately, they’d been known to emit a jarringly high pitched noise when upset. Instead, I stared at it with them, fixated.

“Does Simon have sea urchins?” Hannah finally asked, apropos to literally nothing I could figure out.

“Four?” I answered, curious.

She nodded without taking her eyes off the wall. “Urchins sunburn, and from what I’ve read, wild ones would carry stones or other objects to protect themselves. People who kept pet urchins would make hats for them. Like that.”

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. “I don’t think I want to know how Else stole a hat from one of Simon’s urchins.”

“Perhaps someone made it for Else, based on similarities?” Alistair suggested.

“No clue,” I admitted. Finally, I turned from the wall, took a deep breath, and opened my eyes. “Fine. You’re right. We can do the potluck. It’ll be nice to hang out with everyone and not have to cook everything.”

Immediately, I winced and Else scattered as Hannah started squealing. “This is going to be great! Just you wait and see.”

“No costumes?” I begged.

She gave a small huff. “Fine. No costumes. I can work with that. Unless Else shows up with hats.”

“The hat is pretty cute,” I conceded.

“Do not inform Miss Harper of that.” Alistair turned and stared at us both. “If I am forced to see even one glittery accoutrement for our fine, fluffy friends, neither of you will ever have a proper cup of coffee again.”

Oh. He meant it.

“Won’t tell Charly,” I hastily promised.

“How the hell are we supposed to keep her from making them without telling her about it?” Hannah hissed at me as soon as his back was turned.

“Fuck if I know,” I responded. “But we’re going to figure this out. My caffeine depends on it.”

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dangerouscommiesubversive · 3 years ago

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nothing but what came before

Fandom: Kamen Rider Ryuki Characters: Yura Goro, Kitaoka Shuichi, with a cameo by Tezuka Miyuki Song: "Bury My Lovely," October Project (playlist here)

Goro doesn’t go for fortune-telling. It’s for teenage girls and bored housewives, and anyway it’s never right. So when the fortune-teller reading cards on the street waves to him, he goes over, but not because he’s worried and wants his fortune told. The guy just looks weirdly familiar, that’s all.

The fortune-teller smiles at him, very gently. “You look troubled.”

Goro nods slowly. “Yeah. Do I know you from somewhere?”

A flicker of uncertainty. “I want to say yes, I feel like the answer should be yes, but I don’t think we’ve met.”

“Aren’t you supposed to say yeah, sure, and start talking about my past life or something?”

“Maybe, if I were trying to sell you something.” The fortune-teller gestures to the other chair at his table. “Right now I just have a feeling, though, and those are free of charge. Sit down and let me read for you.”

Goro eyes him, suspicious but swayed by the man’s odd familiarity. He sits. “A feeling about what?”

---

Shuichi walks out of the hospital. He’s been expecting bad news since the headaches first got bad enough to see a doctor, but not this bad; part of his mind has already started rearranging his schedule for the next few months at least. There’ll be appointments, treatments, surgeries…he’ll need to cut back on his workload.

The rest of him is numb.

His laughter sounds fake in his own ears; he hopes the kid he’s on the phone with doesn’t notice. “Look, Naru, if you keep on assuming the best of people it’s going to make this job very hard for you—”

Someone steps in front of him on the sidewalk.

“—anyway, tell Chihiro to call me herself if she wants my support, and let her know my offer of dinner’s still open.” He hangs up, ignoring the kid’s protests. “Can I help you? I’m not carrying any cash, if that’s what you’re looking for.”

Unexpectedly, the young thug blocking his path blushes.“No…no, um. Are you…a lawyer?” And—his voice is quiet and respectful, not at all what Shuichi would have expected given the tacky shirt, the bleached hair, the pierced ear.

Shuichi eyes him. “Why do you ask?”

“Well. Um.” The thug is staring at the ground as if embarrassed, the tips of his ears red. “A…a fortune-teller said if I came here now I’d meet a lawyer who’d be able to help my friend.”

“A fortune—look, unless your friend is a celebrity or a large corporation, I can’t help you.” Shuichi moves to step around him.

The strangely bashful thug blocks him again, gaze still lowered but stance firm. “Please hear me out at least, sir.”

“You’ve caught me at an especially bad moment, I’m really not in the mood to—”

And the thug’s on his knees, forehead nearly on the pavement, soft voice shaking. “Please. He didn’t kill anyone, he was trying to help her. I’m sure I—he—we can’t pay what you’re used to, but I’ll do whatever else you need me to do.”

Shuichi stares down at him. “Look…”

The thug doesn’t move, just stays there, on the ground in front of him. A couple of high school girls passing on the other side of the street glance at them, whisper, giggle.

“…look, stand up, all right? This is embarrassing.”

After a beat, the thug stands and finally looks up at Shuichi, their eyes meeting just for a moment.

The doctor was giving it to me soft, is Shuichi’s first thought, my actual prognosis must be much worse if I’m having delusions like this. Because he’s dizzy, all of a sudden, with the weight of half-memories, so much that he actually stumbles and the young guy catches him and helps him to a bench. Which also feels familiar, the arm around him, the whiff of a particular cheap aftershave that he knows this man buys at Don Quijote, knows which Don Quijote he buys it at. His head is spinning, and the sunlight is too bright, and he says, gripping the bridge of his nose, “What’s your name?”

“Yura Goro.”

He knows it. Part of him knows that name. “Yura…Goro. Goro, I’m Kitaoka Shuichi. You and your friend are that broke? And this is actually a murder case?”

“Yes, sir.”

“But you’re willing to work to cover your friend’s fees.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m not cheap, you know. I’m guessing it would be too much to hope that you’re a trained paralegal?”

“Um…” Goro sounds faintly puzzled. “No, sir.”

“Well, that’s not ideal, my last paralegal just quit.” Because I slept with her, but he doesn’t need to know that. “Can you at least take dictation? How’s your handwriting?”

“I can…I can take dictation if you need me to.”

“Can you drive?”

“I have a license.” There’s a pause, Goro’s throat audibly working before he says, “This is later than—you have. A brain tumor.”

Shuichi actually starts laughing. “So I’m not delusional? You’re remembering things too? That’s a relief, I thought maybe the doctor was just being nice about it when he said it was treatable.”

“It’s…treatable?”

There’s a note in Goro’s voice that makes Shuichi look over at him, searching for the shocked hope on his face. “That’s what he told me. Why, you remember something I don’t?”

Another long pause, and then Goro ducks his gaze again and says, “No. It’s nothing.” It’s an obvious lie, but Shuichi isn’t sure that he wants to hear the truth.

Instead he says, stifling the urge towards more hysterical laughter, “So you seem like you probably know how to fight, you any good at being a bodyguard? Because a lot of people really don’t like me.”

“I can fight, but I don’t like to.”

“You don’t—ok, now I’m starting to think your friend really is innocent, if a guy with your look doesn’t like to fight. What do you like to do?”

A shy mumble of, “I like to cook.”

“Really. You any good?”

“I…I think so, yes.”

Shuichi stares at Goro’s lowered eyes and red ears, still dizzied by the indistinct rush of memory and wondering if something similar is the real cause of Goro’s furious blush—he’s sure remembering some things that would make him blush if he was capable of embarrassment. Or maybe the dizziness is just because of Goro’s cheap aftershave. No, scratch that, he likes the cheap aftershave, it smells like coming home. “You know,” he says, finally letting himself start to laugh again, “you know, Goro-chan, up until a few minutes ago this was the worst day of my entire life and now it’s not. Here, I’m going to need you to help me up, I’m a little dizzy, and then you can drive me back to my office and we’ll talk about your friend’s case.”

Goro smiling is somehow the best thing he’s seen all day. Maybe all month. “Of course.”

“You don’t happen to know who did kill this woman your friend’s been arrested for, do you?”

“A man in a snakeskin jacket, I think his name was Asakura.”

“Oh good, more déjà vu. Funny thing,” as they’re heading for the car, “I’ve had the nagging feeling for a while that I was missing something. I thought it was just the brain tumor. You can’t imagine how relieved I am to know that it isn’t.”

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orangeoctopi7 · 4 years ago

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It’s Fine (It’s not fine)

@forduary week 1 is Hurt/Comfort. The one’s definitely more on the hurt side of things, but I promise there’s some comfort at the end!

Stanford Pines is six years old. He’s in his bedroom, reading quietly. He’s just getting to the climax of the adventure story he’s reading when his brother Stanley crashes into the room. It wouldn't normally be a problem, Ford is really good at tuning out the world around him while he reads, but Stan is complaining loudly.

“I’m booooooard!” The boy moans, grabbing onto the post of their bunk-bed and dangling off it dramatically.

“Whaddaya want me to do about it?” Ford asks in irritation, not looking up from his book.

“Let’s go play on the beach! Or go to the comic store! Or… or something!” Stan suggests. “Anything but just sit around here doin’ nothin’!”

It was a hot summer afternoon. Ford didn’t want to go down to the beach or the comic store when he knew for certain anywhere they went today was bound to be crowded with people. He just wanted to sit and read in his room and enjoy some time to himself.

“Can’t you go by yourself?”

“Are you kiddin’? Ma would throw a fit!”

Ford heaves a long-suffering sigh, places a bookmark to hold his place, and snaps his book shut before thumping it down on his bed.

“Well we don’t hafta go if ya don’t wanna.” Stan says lamely.

“It’s fine.” Ford assures him.

“Are you sure?”

“It’s fine.”

* * *

Stanford Pines is ten years old. He’s at recess, trying to lie low. Stan got held back for the whole half-hour because he’d been caught trying to sneak the class pet, a newt, into his backpack. This of course leaves Ford at the mercy of Crampelter and his thugs, who have little to no mercy on any given day.

“C’mon freak, fight back!” The towheaded bully taunts him, holding Ford back by the forehead as he tries to struggle past the blocking arm for his backpack, held just out of reach. “I know I seen you taking boxing lessons back at Mel’s Gym!”

“It’s ‘I saw’ or ‘I have seen’, and just b‘cuz I’m taking lessons doesn’t mean I’m stupid enough to pick a fight I know I can’t win!” Ford protests.

“Pfft, you’re no fun.” Crampelter scoffs, before grabbing onto one of Ford’s hands while he continues to reach vainly for his backpack. “But y’know what does sound fun?”

“Let go of me!”

“Seeing how flexible your extra fingers are!” Crampelter starts to push Ford’s pinky finger back with his thumb, stretching it to its limit.

“Stop it! That hurts!”

But Crampelter just keeps pushing and pushing until Ford is sure some tendons are going to pop, when a shrill whistle echoes across the playground.

“Hey! Crampelter! Drop the freak!” The teacher on recess watch commands.

The bully finally lets go, and Ford stumbles to the ground, holding his injured hand close to his body.

“Here, lemme look at that.” the teacher pulls Ford’s hand away to check it. “Eh, ‘snot bleeding or broken, you’re fine.”

As they walk back from school that afternoon, Stan rants over and over that Crampelter Will Not Get Away With This, plotting various methods of revenge, most of them too fanciful to ever come to fruition.

Ford is silent the whole time, his gaze turned towards his shoes.

“Hey.” Stan suddenly stops his ranting and places a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help.”

“It’s fine.” Ford mumbles.

“I promise I’ll try not to get held in for recess again.”

“I said it’s fine.” Ford assures him, knowing that hoping Stan won’t get held back from recess again is like hoping it won’t snow in January. Technically possible, but highly unlikely.

* * *

Stanford Pines is fourteen years old. He’s a freshman in highschool, and he and his brother are in detention after he was caught letting Stan look off his algebra test.

It’s not that Ford has anything against sharing his answers with his brother. It’s not like he has any sort of moral high-ground here. It’s just that Stan is always so carelessly obvious about it!

“I said I was sorry, alright!” Stan hisses at him, trying not to draw the teacher’s attention.

“We’re not in middle school anymore, these things actually go on our record now!” Ford hisses back. “You have to be more careful!”

“Well maybe if you would actually slip me your paper instead of making me crane my neck over your desk! Nobody’s gonna notice if you hand your test in two minutes before everyone else instead of five!”

“That’d be even more obvious! Maybe if you wore your glasses for once!”

“Maybe I would, if you could hold your own in a fight!”

“What does that even have to do with anything!?”

“You don’t wear glasses in a fight, genius! That’s just asking for them to get broken! And I know I’m always having to step in and save your skin, so why would I even bother wearing them in the first place?”

“Hey!” The teacher overseeing detention snaps at them. “No talking!”

The boys shut their yapps and go back to studying, or at least pretending to study.

“I’m sorry.” Stan murmurs, once he’s sure the teacher is no longer paying attention to them.

“It’s fine.” Ford grunts back.

* * *

Stanford Pines is 17 years old. He is begrudgingly walking down to the beach with his brother.

“C’mon Ford, it’s October, there’s only a few more days of weather nice enough to work on her left! And the dumb science fair isn’t until April!”

“I still have so much research to do before I can even start!” Ford complains. “Not to mention procuring parts, testing different models--”

“That all sounds like stuff you can do once it gets cold.”

“I should be in the building phase by then!”

“Alright, look,” Stan jabs a finger in his brother’s direction. “If you wanna spend the last few warm days of the year cooped up in the library, that’s your problem. But I’m gonna enjoy the sunshine and the beach, and finish fixin’ up the Stan’o’war. We’re so close, I can practically taste the treasure and babes!”

“...Fine.” Ford grumbles.

“No, no. You go do your nerd thing. I’ll put the finishing touches on this thing we’ve been working on together since we were pipsqueaks.”

“I said it’s fine.”

* * *

Stanford Pines is 17 years old. He’s just come back from the most humiliating moment of his life (thus far). He confronts his brother, the offending evidence crinkling in his clenched fist. Stan tries to play it off like it’s not a big deal. Like he expects his brother to say It’s Fine.

It is most definitely not fine.

* * *

Stanford Pines is 20 years old. He’s showing his new roommate around their humble apartment.

“I really ‘preciate this, Stanford.” Fiddleford McGucket tells him for the sixth time that day. “Most folks wouldn’t offer to put their TA up in their apartment, ‘specially not when you’re lucky ‘nough to get yer own place!”

“Well, I’ll be starting the Doctorate program myself, next year! That makes us equals, in my mind.” Ford says proudly. “And I’m happy for the company! The only reason I have the apartment to myself is because my last roommate and I parted over… differences.”

“Heh, you too, eh?” McGucket chuckles. “Least you weren’t kicked out, like I was!”

“Why were you kicked out?”

“Oh, several reasons. I think the robot in the kitchen was the straw that broke the camel’s back.”

Ford laughs. “Well, I for one would love to have a robot that does our dishes and cleans the counters.”

McGucket grins and leans against the table.. “See, I knew we’d make great roommates!”

Unfortunately, McGucket’s leaning is more than the wobbly table can take, and it tips over on its side, scattering textbooks and papers everywhere. The two friends begin cleaning up the mess, McGucket apologizing profusely.

They’ve almost finished putting everything back onto the table when Fiddleford picks up an old photo of two little boys standing before a derelict little boat.

“Well bless my soul! Is this you, Ford?”

Ford’s heart skips a beat. He hadn’t realized he left that photo lying on the table!

“Ah, yes, that’s me. That was the day I decided I wanted to be a researcher--”

“And lookit this little fellah next to ya!” Fiddleford interrupts Ford’s soliloquy. “He looks just like you! I can’t believe I’ve known you for three years, and you never told me you had a twin!”

“Er… it just-- it never came up.”

“How in tarnation does yer own twin brother never come up?” Fiddleford asks incredulously. “So, what’s his name?”

“Stanley and I are not on speaking terms.” Ford says stiffly. “I haven’t spoken to him since I was a teenager.”

A multitude of expressions dance across Fiddleford’s face before Ford can hope to interpret any of them. “I’m sorry to hear that.” He finally says.

“It’s fine.” Ford says tersely, snatching the photo back.

* * *

Stanford Pines is 21 years old. He’s trying to get a good night sleep before his first dissertation tomorrow.

Trying being the operative word.

The past year rooming with Fiddleford McGucket has been great, for the most part. Ford loves spending time with an intellectual equal. McGucket accepts all of Ford’s idiosyncrasies, and Ford accepts all those of his friend.

Well, almost all of them.

It didn’t take long after they started rooming together for Ford to realize one of the several reasons McGucket had been evicted from his last apartment had nothing to do with his penchant for robotics, and everything to do with his penchant for late-night banjo playing. As much as it cut into Ford’s sleep schedule, he didn’t have the heart to complain to his roommate about it. He knew he had plenty of his own bad habits that were difficult to deal with, like his coffee addiction, his antisocial behavior, his tendency to start a project and just leave it laying wherever he was around the apartment, and his few dozen subscriptions to cryptozoological newsletters.

The digital clock on Ford’s bedside table reads 2:20 AM when the music finally, thankfully stops. He sighs and turns over in his bed, hoping to finally fall asleep.

When he wakes in the morning, groggy as a hung-over sailor, Fiddleford at least has the decency to look apologetic.

“Sorry, did I keep ya up last night? I kinda got lost in the music an’ lost track of time.”

“It’s fine.” Ford mutters as he pours himself a large mug of the strongest coffee he can brew. This is the first roommate he��s gotten along with since… since he started college. He can put up with this.

“Well, if’n ya need me to, I can start headin’ up to the practice rooms in the assembly hall fer my jam sessions--”

“It’s fine.”

* * *

Stanford Pines is 31 years old. He’s spreading thick globs of slimy aloe vera on his hands. He’s been letting his muse take control of his body while he sleeps for about a week now. Bill says he’s not used to the limits of a physical human body. He’s injured Ford’s body just about every night so far, but last night, when he picked up the hot coffee pot by the pot instead of by the handle, was the worst by far.

“This keeps on happening, Bill. You need to be more careful.” He gently chides his muse.

“WELL HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT’D HAPPEN? WHY DIDN’T THE IDIOT WHO DESIGNED THAT THING INSULATE THE WHOLE CONTAINER INSTEAD OF JUST THE HANDLE? YOU COULD DESIGN A COFFEE POT WAY MORE EFFICIENT THAN THAT!”

Ford smiles, blushing. “Perhaps I’ll get around to modifying it someday. But for now, as I was saying, could you please be more careful with my body at night?”

“HEY, YOU’RE ACTUALLY LUCKY THIS HAPPENED. IF I HADN’T DROPPED THAT POT, I WOULD’VE TRIED DRINKING IT THE SAME WAY I DO IN MY NORMAL FORM, AND THEN YOU’D PROBABLY BE BLIND. SO WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT, YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME!”

Ford pales. “Er, perhaps I should help you practice using my body first, just to decrease the risk of that sort of thing.”

“OH, I’M SORRY! DO YOU NOT WANT MY HELP? DO YOU NOT WANT TO ACHIEVE GREATNESS AS SOON AS POSSIBLE?”

“No! No of course not! That’s not what I meant!”

“DON’T FORGET, I’M DOING THIS FOR YOU, SIXER! I’M AN AGELESS BEING OF PURE ENERGY! THE ONLY REASON I’M HELPING YOU SPEED UP THE PROCESS ON BUILDING THE PORTAL IS BECAUSE I KNOW HOW PATHETICALLY SHORT YOUR MORTAL LIFE IS. YOU’RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO TRUST ME. OR ARE A FEW BUMPS AND BRUISES TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO HANDLE?”

“Of course not! It’s fine! I’m fine!” Ford insists, finishing bandaging his burns.

* * *

Stanford Pines is… probably 45? He’s not quite sure. He’s lost track of time after traveling the multiverse for so long, especially after the Do-Over Dimension.

He’s making his way through a crowded alien market, hoping to find something he’ll be able to use in his Quantum Destabilizer, and also hoping not to be recognized by any bounty hunters. It’s annoying, having to wear a hood and goggles and mask everywhere he goes, but that’s just the way it has to be now.

It’s fine.

It’s only until he can complete the Quantum Destabilizer. After that… it didn’t matter what happened after that.

It’s fine.

* * *

Stanford Pines is 62 years old. He’s sitting in a hospital bed. Despite what that may suggest, his life has finally taken a turn for the better. Bill is gone, Weirdmaggeddon is over, and, miraculously, no one died. Stanley was going to be ok. The kids didn’t hate him. He’s achieved his goal of destroying Bill Cipher, and survived! He’s fine. They’re all incredibly, wonderfully, fine.

The doctor is giving his vitals one last check before officially discharging him from the hospital. It’s obvious that under normal circumstances, Ford would not be leaving the hospital any time soon, but thanks to the incredibly persistent insistence of his family, and the fact that the hospital is already absolutely filled to the brim with people who were injured during Weirdmageddon, and the fact that Stanford was instrumental in stopping Bill, they’re making an exception.

“Alright, you’re free to go!” The doctor finally says, handing his clipboard over to Ford to sign.

“Hooray!” Mabel cheers as her uncle signs his exit papers. “Now you’ll be able to help us set up for our birthday party!” She slings an arm around his neck to hug him, completely forgetting about the thin layer of bandages around his neck. Ford can’t suppress a yelp of pain.

Mabel reels back, hands flying to her mouth. “Ohmigosh, I’m so sorry!”

“It’s fine.” Ford forces a smile.

“I wasn’t thinking!”

“Mabel, really, it’s fine.”

“Ford.” Stan says firmly. Ford recognizes the expression on his face from the last few days. It’s the look he gets on his face when he’s remembering something painful. “You gotta stop doing that.”

“Doing what?” He asks, confused.

“Saying ‘It’s fine’ when it’s not.”

Ford raises an eyebrow. “Stanley, it was just an accident. It really is fine.”

“Oh, yeah, of course this was…” Stan stammers, apparently coming back to the moment. “Mabel’s not-- this was just an honest mistake. But you say… uh, or at least, you used to say that a lot. Even when I could tell it wasn’t really fine. You gotta stop that.”

Ford shifted in his bed uncomfortably. “I’m just being polite.”

“There are ways to say things aren’t fine while still being polite.” Dipper points out.

Ford can feel himself flush. “I’m not good at that. I always come off as rude… or angry.” Saying it’s fine is just easier. He can just move on and forget about it. Control his emotions. Remove them from the equation for the time being, process them later when he’s alone, so nobody gets hurt.

Stan takes a deep breath before he speaks again. “You just gotta trust us, that we’re not gonna leave you just ‘cuz you get angry sometimes.”

Is that really what he’s been afraid of this whole time? That certainly seems to be a part of it, but not the whole. All the same, he does at least feel that he can trust his family. And he can try to be more honest with them when something is bothering him.

“I think I can do that.” he says as he gets up from the hospital bed, ready to go home.

#Gravity Falls #Stanford Pines #Fanfiction #My Writing

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amphtaminedreams · 3 years ago

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Spring/Summer & Haute Couture Week 2021 Plus Top 20 Collections: Whoops, I’ve Missed a Loooot (Part 4)

Hiiieee to anyone reading,

We’re finally at the end of my S/S21 reviews! Just in time for…well…the end of summer. So a very prompt entry as always! In my defence, I think British people miscategorise which months make up the warm period because the nice weather doesn’t usually start til June-even then its presence is very tenuous-and imo carries on until the end of September/early October. So let’s just say me finishing this post this late was actually a practical decision. It sounds much more like I have my shit together that way. LOL, as if. Seriously though, I’ll go into it more at the end, but I do want to stick to a kind of schedule from now on with fashion week content. It’s coming. I hope.

If you read any of the other parts, you are truly braver than the troops and I salute you, because I ramble so much these posts end up on some House of Leaves shit sometimes! Here we finally are at the end of this S/S21 summary, the last essay style review post I’m going to do for a while. I’m really excited to make the move to photo set posts for the time being and tackle F/W21 ASAP in line with the actual changing of the seasons, which is a highly depressing sentence to type because WHY, we’ve barely even had a summer!? I’m not gonna start moaning here, instead I’ll give you a bit of a taster of me shutting the fuck up and letting the photos do the talking but before I do, my last PSA is that my ranking of the top 20 shows of this season will be at the end of the post if you wanted to skip to that. It’s the part of these reviews I’ve always loved writing most and a good indicator of how strong a season actually was too; when you feel guilty about leaving a collection out, you know a designer has outdone themselves. To find myself feeling a sense of moral obligation to hype up super-rich, super-unbothered-about-my-existence people is not a predicament I would willingly get myself into so I take the countdown SERIOUSLY. I had a lot to choose from in spite of the limitations COVID imposed upon the fashion industry, so that’s a positive sign. I guess in a way it’s forced designers and their teams to reflect on their place in the world and what they really want to achieve with their brand, and we’ve seen creative directors that have been a bit sloppy in recent years hitting a reset button in some ways. Who knows if this trend of them working as hard as the average person for their money will continue but we can hope, right? I should probably get on with the rest of the review whilst I’m on this optimism kick.

First up, Roland Mouret, which I actually really liked.

Not a huge amount of looks or necessarily the most eye catching collection but it’s hot and it’s current whilst somehow managing to remain timeless and demure, the uniform of a young and yet to become jaded Miranda Priestly type on her first assistant fashion editor job if we move the timeline of the Devil Wears Prada forward about 30 years to base this scenario in 2021. I am really constantly firing off TV show pitches in these posts and I apologise for that but if any of them do ever come to fruition, consider this my copyright claim because to the fictional studio exec reading this: I WANT A CUT OF THAT AD REVENUE, BITCH. I’m coming up with some real potential classics here. Firstly, who doesn’t love a good villain origin story and secondly, think of the wardrobe! If there were workwear classy enough to make a boss/employee office based porno worth watching, it would look a lot like this. I know, any reference to porn when it comes to describing clothing seems inherently counterintuitive if one is attempting to communicate the sophistication of said clothing but it would be like, sensual, feminist smut, okay? I’m going to attempt to stop salvaging my initial statement but I KNOW WHAT I MEAN. IT’S A COMPLIMENT.

-RTW S/S21-

Schiaparelli is pretty reliably a treat, another brand who walk the tightrope over the conflicting territories of pretentious and bland with well-established expertise. Whilst a few of the pieces from the haute couture collection, such as the much raved about six pack chest plate, was a little too in the uncanny valley region for me, on the whole the weird was mixed with the glamorous very well; the clear tongue in cheek feel to the collection makes it clear that creative director Daniel Roseberry had a lot of fun whilst designing. I mean, COVID and lockdown probably took away the pressure I’m sure a lot of designers feel from the outside world, that need to be aware of our collective adoption of trends and tastes that comes from that breakneck pace of everyday life, which tends to push us down the easiest route of conformity over purposeful self-expression. It seems to have really benefited a lot of designers in that I would assume the absence of the usual external forces and demands allowed them more room to reflect on their own means of artistic expression and more time to try different things and concepts. In a lot of ways, it’s highlighted the stark difference between those brands driven by sales and pleasing a client base and those who are more focussed on communicating a vision and contributing to cultural history, and I think it’s the latter who’ve come out on top. It’s probably a case of it’s not that deep, Lauren-you could argue that the need to make sales didn’t disappear even during COVID, thus the environment didn’t change all that much for designers-but idk, surely the events of the past year are going to have had an effect on that creative, thoughtful type of personality even if it’s just something that’s driving them subconsciously?

-Haute Couture S/S21-

In terms of distinguishing between haute couture and RTW Schiaparelli, the bold, theatrical elements of HC immediately seized and then held my attention for the longest. That being said, my preferences are not unaffected by my main character delusions, and so the wearability factor that comes from the more delicate, subdued nature of RTW makes that my favourite of the two. As always, the RTW accessories appear as an almost organic extension of the garments and in this way, play a huge role in elevating them; it’s impossible to admire a Schiaparelli necklace on its own, the way I do with a lot of other RTW stuff, and not think…well, really, I’d need the whole outfit. And where else would you wear something so extra as a head to toe Schiaparelli fit if not on a red carpet? Are we really gonna pretend that’s not a fun vision? I’m not asking to be famous, just let me shuffle along behind all the minor cast members of the 27th Fast and Furious film if needs be. I don’t need to be front and centre with Timothee Chamalet and Margot Robbie at the Oscars. I just wanna wear some Schiaparelli and get a good outfit pic in front of some flashing lights like ONE TIME. That would be nice.

The dark, haunting beauty of Simone Rocha S/S21 collection is a shining example of why I absolutely adore this woman’s work. She never fails to create something magical and seems to put her whole heart and soul into making sure her designs tell a meaningful story; it’s clear Rocha doesn’t produce garments for the sake of it and whilst maintaining a theme or references to a certain part of her heritage, focusses on each piece individually and intimately, giving it time and care. The pieces always have character, with the garments that make up this collection playing with two very contrasting aesthetics. On the one hand, these pieces incorporate the delicate, ornate approach to upper class women’s clothing of the past where dressing was heavily influenced by religious iconography and a highly patriarchal society’s demands for them to present themselves as soft, pure, almost transcendent beings. This blend of restrictive neoclassical and 19th century silhouettes and overtly feminine elements that are a Simone Rocha signature such as pearls, ruffles and tulle however, are played off against a kind of eldritch, rugged look that is not only distinctly fiercer but also far more practical and altogether tougher; I get the sense that this side of the designs, the heavy layers and chunky footwear, are a tribute to the warrior women of Celtic mythos and folklore, and these are also typical Rocha muses. That being said, I don’t get the sense that it’s about one archetype overpowering the other but more about how two kinds of distinctly feminine strengths can coexist in harmony; after all, exploring the different types of beauty of the past through her pieces is something Simone is an expert at. She somehow brings this very authentic, very particular aura of mystique and knowing to her collections, as if all together they reveal a deep, untold truth of the universe or communicate some ancient myth and though I assume that’s just the vibe and that Simone is not in fact channelling a kind of witchy power through the medium of clothing, I’m all about buying into the fantasy anyway.

Tory Burch’s S/S21 collection was nice. Not drop dead gorgeous or showstopping by any means, but then her collections have always been more wearable than runway worthy. Within the confines of the label’s aim to dress pretty, upper class white women, this collection takes a slightly different direction than usual; the pieces are less feminine and flouncy than typical Tory Burch, very kombucha obsessed L.A palm reader who goes away to her California desert ranch at weekends (after a long week of feeding celebrities bullshit “prophecies” about their future but this is not the post for spirituality discourse so allow me this one sarky remark and I’ll leave it here). Her usual aesthetic I think of as much more suited to a cocktail bar frequenting, part time “yummy mummy”-ing New Yorker with a Hamptons summer home who started dabbling in a Bohemian aesthetic after starting yoga classes, but with the looser fits and the neutral colour palette, this collection looks more like the wardrobe of a genuine, yet very well-groomed, very practical free spirit. They’re the kind of outfits I’d like to wear if I fancied channelling that more bohemian side of my own style in a professional setting, so yeah, nice, if a little more reserved than I really like.

When it comes to Valentino’s RTW collection, it was a little disappointing this year, and I felt definitely the weaker of the two when it comes to weighing it up against Pierpaolo Piccioli and the team’s haute couture entry. I feel like the favourites I picked out paint a much more interesting picture of the pieces than the uncharacteristically basic reality. Don’t get me wrong, the clothes would be perfect for some kind of very boujee but very tasteful celebrity wedding by the Italian lakes, and yes that’s definitely a vibe, it’s just that it’s a lot more low key than those typical ornate, decadent Valentino collections. Whilst past RTW collections have never been particularly avant grade, there’s usually this exceptional level of attention to detail that doesn’t seem particularly present to me here and that’s what the sense of it being a bit of a let down is based on. The pieces that are strong mostly just feel like a repetition of what we’ve seen before.

As you can probably tell by the sheer volume of looks from Valentino’s Haute couture I included by comparison, it was much stronger than their RTW imo-a super interesting departure from the very feminine, very decorative collections that we’ve seen from Valentino over the past couple of years, qualities which have made it a firm favourite of mine, and yet qualities which it’s nice to see strayed away from when done well time to time, especially when that Valentino level of luxury is maintained. Does it make me a basic bitch if I prefer the past more commercial collections? Probs. The flowing chiffon dresses and intricate embroidery Pierpaolo has established as a solid part of the brand are timeless imo, and the kind of garments that I know would be truly breathtaking in person. Obviously I’m missing those element of that signature style. But I love this because I appreciate Pierpaolo switching things up, and switching things up well; this is a collection that’s surprisingly reflective of the tastes of the modern era, from the minimalistic approach to detail and androgynous silhouettes all the way down to the neons. And let’s talk about the boots! In the words of Monique Heart, (brown cow!) stunning! So, in spite of my preference teetering towards the gowns of previous collections, this is all very cool and I do really like it! There are some really sick pieces of outerwear and a lot of the fits are giving me early Lady Gaga street style vibes, if we were to see her bring back that dramatic, futuristic approach to her looks again for the 2020s anyway.

We really let ourselves forget about looks like this?

Disappointing. She served so hard so many times back then and yet we all think of that era as an aesthetic disaster. It’s wild, but wearing a meat dress on the red carpet really fucks with the public perception of you. Please Stefani, sometimes there are 100 people in a room who don’t believe in you and sometimes it’s because you’re wearing slabs of uncooked dead animal and their beliefs are justified. But it’s a decade later so we move. Let’s wipe that from our memory and remember the good times.

Back to Valentino though-this was 100% a smart move for Pierpaolo, and one he should be commended for. I can live with an underwhelming RTW if haute couture is strong enough and this was a memorable HC fashion week moment for sure.

Now onto my queeeen, miss Vera Wang, who for her S/S21 collection did a flawless job of merging RTW with the bridal wear she’s made her name producing. I found out this woman is SEVENTY FUCKING TWO years old. SEVENTY TWO. Where is this fountain of eternal youth and talent she’s drinking from? I want in, more so I can bottle it n sell it than anything because can you imagine living forever? No thank you. Anyway, to go back to the clothes, this collection is the two elements I love of Vera’s work seamlessly integrated. What could be better than that moody, gothic, teenage angsty RTW aesthetic she’s developed over the past few years infused with the indulgent, ethereal femininity of her bridal wear, all to the effect of a collection that reads as very grungy 90s riot grll wedding; for the woman who is against everything the institution of marriage stands for but also wants to feel like a princess and have a huge ass party for just one day, and ultimately found the sweet spot between the two. It’s not against your post third-wave feminist principles if you’re getting pissed and down and dirty to rock music at the afterparty, refuse to take his second name, and are hiding platforms boots underneath the gown. Those are the rules. Just ignore the similarity to that Demi Lovato La La Land lyrics and the cringe factor there is non-existent. But to the point, this collection reaffirms Vera as coolest member of the dreamy princess wear family, the gothy black sheep, the Wednesday Adams of the Elie Saab, Rodarte, Giambattista Valli, Zuhair Murad clan and I wouldn’t want it any other way. She’s the one I want to be, anyways.

Not gonna lie, the S/S21 Versace collection was EVERYTHING, one of the best they’ve put out in years. Where else does the natural progression of the brash, bold, occasionally trashy ’80s Miami aesthetic Versace has cultivated over the years lead to if not literally under the sea itself? Donatella and her team went all out with the campy, nautical theming through details that utilised everything beach related you could possibly think of-sea creature shaped accessories, tacky yet irresistibly vivid beach towel inspired prints, scuba material, a glorious colour palette in coral coloured hues, even jewell encrusted crab claws holding the cups of the dress FFS. Whilst on paper, it sounds like a fucking nightmare, somehow, it mostly worked. The team at Versace managed to take a theme that you would guess would be ridiculously uncool and make it glamorous and for the most part, hot as fuck; we all need a bit of fun rn and this collection 100% fits that brief and I think will be one of the more memorable entries of Versace archives for years to come. Unintentional reference continuity here RE: my thoughts on S/S21 Moschino, but the collection is giving huge early Katy Perry stage or music video outfit vibes, the kind that helped her to establish herself as the queen of kooky meets sexy. Yeah, considering the jumping off point of the collection, like there were always going to be some bloody hideous looks, but if you think of them as the collateral damage of properly committing to a concept, I really think it showcases the boldest design work Donatella has done in years. It encapsulates the brand in a way that I’m sure would make Gianni very proud, plus provided more than enough head-turning fits to totally justify an aquatic themed Met Gala. Just think of the range; not only would it include this collection, but for sure some Iris Van Herpen and Schiaparelli pieces too. Dreamy stuff. If I ever get wealthy enough to afford a Versace piece, know that you’ll see me going full Ariel and wearing one of those diamond encrusted shell corsets on the beach. Why the fuck not?

I know it’s kinda basic but I do tend to like Saint Laurent RTW even though I can acknowledge that the collections are nothing special, and that in a lot of ways the label isn’t much of a trailblazer anymore like it was back in the day; that being said, apart from his refusal to abandon those boring ass sequin suits, I think creative designer Anthony Vaccarello has got the rockstar boyfriend’s much cooler model girlfriend kinda mix of glamour and edge down, Kate Moss back when she was dating Pete Doherty style just a little more polished. This collection is slightly less glamorous than usual but generally, it has that same distinctive energy-I guess you have to tone things down a tad when you’re presenting your collection in stills against a white background as opposed to a runway in front of the Eiffel Tower. As far as the highly regarded yet predictable labels go, YSL’s standard fare easily beats out Chanel’s or Burberry’s or (controversial, I know) Prada’s for me, though that may solely be down to personal aesthetic preferences; I’d take the lavish date night in La Marais before a rock concert appropriate outfit you get from YSL than an al-fresco lunch at a Montmartre patisserie style Chanel style fit any day. Aside from the cycling shorts, which I am very much over when worn as a trend piece, I’d be willing to rip off a nail or do some other kind of incredibly painful but non permanent damage to myself for anything from this collection. From the fur trim, the corsage chokers, the very Lana in the Gucci Guilty ad jumpsuits, to 60s mod era Twiggy-esque pieces and lingerie as outerwear (would any YSL collection be complete without it?) made to look so wearable you feel you could walk down your local high street in a pair of lacy pants, I’m here for it all. Yes, though it may also qualify me for basic bitchood, I’m a whore for anything YSL, I admit it. The negative is once again the lack of diversity when it comes to body types-as a person with hugely disordered eating habits and body image issues am looking at these models and thinking I wish I looked like that, something ain’t right here, lol.

And finally, though I’m sure I assign this title to far too many brands for it to be meaningful in any way, we’re gonna round things up with another favourite of mine: Zimmerman. I did originally have a folder of Zuhair Murad looks saved but going back over the collection with my notes, I decided it was too meh to include (big sad as I’m usually a fan!), so I thought I’d end on a positive note and just leave it here by saying this is another impeccable collection from creative director Riccardo Sabioni. I can only assume that in another life he was a “make love not war” chanting, protest frequenting, Woodstock loving hopeless romantic who ditched that way of life to become a boutique owner and zine editor in L.A and that he’s either getting mysterious wardrobe flashbacks or conducting seances to contact her before he designs these collections. That vibe is where it’s at, if I didn’t make it clear. I mean, I just don’t think there’s a period of time where these pieces wouldn’t be beautiful, tbh. They’re proof that you don’t always need to go all out or particularly out of the box to create a strong body of work; if you can create something timelessly graceful, you’re onto a winner, and the bohemian vibe when executed this well will forever have a dreamy, divine quality to it that embodies everything exquisite about femininity. The dainty silhouettes and lush florals and diaphanous fabrics, all Zimmerman staples, aren’t going out of style any time soon-they are too joyful a combination to abandon, for me at least. Let’s keep this Stevie Nicks energy going forever. Florence Welch, idc if you’re in a contract with Gucci, I’m gonna need you to wear this stuff too. It’s vital to my health and wellbeing. You (will never see this in a billion years) have been told.

So, now that we’ve gone into depth, and I’ve finally stopped rambling on, I think it’s time to get down to business. Top 20 time, baby! And no, Gucci doesn’t take the number one spot for once! It’s not even on the list! DIOR IS. I hate the inconsistency and can only apologise. The Capricorn need for continuity within me is quaking.

1. Iris Van Herpen

The other girlies are lucky that I don’t usually merge my haute couture reviews with my RTW reviews because Iris Van Herpen would probably take the top spot every time. Her collections are completely mesmerising; bringing art, fashion and science all to the table at once is a hugely difficult balancing act and she manages to do so to a truly awe inspiring, other worldly level. I have never seen a look of hers on the runway that didn’t transform the model wearing it into a goddess, an ethereal kind of protector of the natural world who drapes herself in its creations before appearing before us mere mortals. I am beyond jealous of anybody who has got to witness one of her shows in person-truly one of the only spiritual experiences I believe exists out there.

2. Versace

Someone could probs bring up one of the really ugly looks from this show and I’d immediately regret putting it this highly but you know what, denial is the state I am choosing to live my life in right now. When it was good, it was iconic, and that’s enough for it to earn this spot on the list imo.

3. Simone Rocha

She has a season ticket to a place on these lists at this point. Just nod respectfully and move on. It’s her rightful position.

4. Peter Do

Praise (or curse for giving me another label I feel obligated to review because the inconsistency would bother me deep in my soul) the social media gods for introducing me to Peter Do. You may be responsible for the uncontrollable spread of true idiocy, one I willingly participate in and am most likely making a sizeable contribution to for that matter, but the rare occasions you make me aware of something cool cancels out the bad just a little.

5. Zimmerman

I imagine anyone who has read this far has already had enough as it is, let alone before you read me essentially repeat the exact same sentiment I expressed when I was raving about Zimmerman 5 mins ago, so yeah. See above, I guess? I’ll spare you.

6. Miu Miu

I should’ve known better than to doubt Fabio Zambernardi. Despite my initial reaction, he came through with the only athleisure collection you’ll probably ever witness me get on board with.

7. Ottolinger

As is the case with Peter Do, I thank social media for now and again making me aware of something that doesn’t make me want to cry, and Ottolinger is one of those things. You could argue my eyes welled up a little at the prospect of the price tag but ya know, that’s a given, and the rest of my emotions were all of a positive strain.

8. Dion Lee

Dion Lee said Olivier Roustieg, I see you with your F/W20 sculpted breastplates and I raise you one in the shape of a monstera leaf. Genius.

9. Kim Shui

Still very excited by Kim Shui, still very excited that I stumbled across someone selling one of her dresses on DEPOP the other day! I mean, it’s not like I bought it but the feeling I just walked past a celebrity in the street remains.

10. Dior Haute Couture

I never thought I’d see the day where my top 20 included Dior and not Gucci but here we are: welcome to 2020, where anything can happen, and usually does. Mostly for the worse, but if you’re Maria Grazia Chiuri, the better, if you were to give a fuck about what a random ass 22 year old on the internet thinks, that is xo

11. Chloe

Showcasing pieces as graceful, as youthful, as effortlessly cool as ever, Natacha Ramsay-Levi bowed out as Chloe’s creative director and whilst I’m gutted to see her go and take that beautiful artistic soul that has never failed to shine through with her, this collection seems like exactly the right kind of send off considering her quietly confident direction of the label over the last few years. It’s not fireworks and fanfare but it is a fresh, thoughtful encapsulation of her work to date and it’s absolutely gorgeous-I wouldn’t expect anything less. Gabriela Hearst has big shoes to fill for sure but I’m excited to see where she takes things.

12. Jacquemus

Sigh. Consider me on the bandwagon, I guess?

13. Alexander McQueen

Grungy ballerina is an aesthetic I never really knew needed to exist but now Sarah Burton has birthed it into the world, I must immediately base my entire sense of style around it, obviously.

14. Lanvin

Luxurious, decadent, and FAR too classy for me. We love.

15. Vera Wang

Putting Vera so far down feels like a betrayal but it was just too small a collection for there to be any room for it to leave a huge mark. I loved it though, hence its place on the list.

16. Olivier Theyskens

Woman in Black but make it fashion is something I’m very here for and very well may be the solution to the primal fear I’ve developed of the 2012 version of that movie since I saw it in the cinema as a 13 year old. I don’t throw around the word trauma lightly so know that it did TRAUMATISE ME. I couldn’t be home alone for about a year after. Still to this day, having watched every horror under the sun at this point, there is a part of me that is too scared to revisit it. Being able to say an Olivier Theyskens collection helped me overcome a childhood fear would for sure have Devil Wears Prada kinda film main character energy. That backstory.

17. Erdem

Erdem really helped fill the Brock shaped void this season with all the dainty florals and flowing silhouettes and then nailed their spot in my favourites by adding quintessential Erdem flair, bolder details and some edgier, more androgynous elements to contrast, with the result demanding our attention in the way their looks always do imo.

18. Saint Laurent

Like I said, Anthony Vaccarello does tend to stay within his comfort zone, but when that comfort zone is throwback it girl energy, I can’t be mad at it, sorry, and this collection stayed true to form.

19. Ports 1961

Elegant and understated yet unique and eclectic, Ports 1961 S/S21 collection was a big triumph.

20. Etro

Probably my least favourite of Etro’s last few collections but still Etro, and still gorgeous, so it’s here on the list. Could do with a punchier final line here considering I’m pretty much signing off but I’m predictable, is there really any point me pretending a chiffon paisley print mini dress doesn’t more often than not win me over?

And with that…

Time to wrap it up:)

Almost a year after the collections initially debuted, my S/S21 review is completed! I know! I am fucking terrible! I am well, WELL aware that it’s coinciding with the end of summer and I could pretend that was an intentional choice, that this entire series of posts were intended as accompanying guides rather than forecasts of this season’s trends, that the delay was all about avoiding dampening any summer Y2K21 (is that how you’d say it? My brain is frazzled at this point) hype by being up to date and covering F/W21 already, buuut…nobody’s buying that. Like I’ve said probably ad nauseam (I lose track which can only be a sign that I am in fact writing way too much in these), it is hard to muster up the motivation to throw myself into these reviews-they always seem like such a mammoth task. Considering my posts are basically a refined version of the notes I make whilst I’m looking through collections, can you IMAGINE the chaos of trying to organise them and type them up in some kind of cohesive order for the first time? It’s like opening the door to a hoarder’s house and being told you need to go ahead and clean the whole thing sans any kind of stimulant. Mac being forced to try and make sense of Charlie’s Pepe Silvia rant in Always Sunny. The way I’m currently covering the shows just is taking time away from the things I really want to write about right now and I’m sure half the people who come across my posts are only here for the photos anyway-I truly do not blame them, lol. At the same time, I do still fucking love fashion week and seeing new collections, so favourites photosets do just seem like the perfect middle ground-although there will be a delay with the S/S22 (EW, 2022) photosets given that the shows start again next month and I still have to get the F/W21 favourites out first, by the time F/W22 shows are on in the new year (EVEN MORE EW), I should be completely up to date! Yay! If getting back on the higher education train doesn’t drop me off at mental breakdown station anyway. Here’s hoping!

In a way, though the post being THIS late isn’t ideal, I think doing the review for that season’s shows at the beginning of the actual season does work in theory, so I’ll stick to that format if I do go back to full review posts. The difference is I will make sure I get them ALL out in quick succession at the beginning of the season rather than them all being, like, at least a month apart, lol. You never know, we might be lucky enough to get an Indian summer here in the UK (please, please, PLEASE, it does happen!), in which case this post might still be relevant but I don’t want to rely on that. The weather forecast keeps speaking about upcoming heatwaves but it feels like they’ve been predicting one all summer only for them not to transpire-a lot of me thinks it’s just straight up lies to keep up our morale and prevent a mass suicide of half the British population after the year we’ve had. And speaking of Britain, is it not the most English thing ever to sign off a post talking about the weather? Whilst I wish I could use this part to address something important and put into context what’s going on whilst I’m here talking about clothes, i.e the situation in Afghanistan, to be honest it’s not always something I’m educated on so I still need to try and understand that situation before I go ahead and attempt to spout any kind of “hot take”. I feel like so many jump to do this these days without actually verifying their sources or anything like that. Bit of a tangent there but it does annoy me how quickly misinformation spreads online, not that that’s a revolutionary opinion to have by any means. I am somebody right-wingers would call a snowflake BUT (still such a stupid term to be used by a group of people who generally seem to have the most fragile egos going, like, people who get up in arms about shit like vegan sausage rolls and Warburtons bread, which has always been kosher and halal anyway, being labelled as kosher and halal ffs) I do tend to see so much straight up bullshit perpetuated in viral tweets by my age group. You really can’t summarise such a complex situation in catchy little bitesize pieces of information, and so often the kind of tweets or now, TikToks, that go round are emotive in a way that suggests to do anything other than enthusiastically agree with and share said tweet or TikTok makes you an awful, ignorant person. I want to keep quiet while I learn but at the same time, I never want it to seem as if these things don’t matter. I know where I stand insofar as it being our duty to help out as many refugees as possible but I don’t know all that much about the politics and in these scenarios it seems best to just suggest that if you have managed to get up to this bit and are in the same position, we all aim to listen to what normal, everyday people fleeing Kabul have to say and seek out the most unbiased sources available to do that. In the meantime, I think I’m just gonna do a bit of a festival inspired lookbook for my next post and keep it lighthearted and avoid any kind of preach mode right now because to do that whilst there’s so much I still don’t fully understand would only be contributing to confusion at a time when clarity is so needed. My thoughts are really just with the people who no longer feel safe in their homes because of the actions taken by those a lot more powerful than them and who are being turned away by some of those same exact nations who helped facilitate the crisis we see going on in Afghanistan right now. It’s their perspectives that I want to hear. If anyone is reading this and has any good unbiased sources from actual Afghan nationals I would HUGELY appreciate a link in the old inbox!

Again, if you did read to the end, thank you for getting this far! It means SO much when I get a message from even one person who read a part of the post. Stay safe, and to those in England, enjoy the last few weeks of the “summer”! Next post will be up soon and I will be HOT ON THAT F/W21 SHIT! Mani-fucking-festing it. All the best!

Lauren x

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The Bunker Party - Sept Debrief

Hey my darlings!

We promised you a bunker edition of our Bunker Party and man...we were not lying. We have SO much stuff to share with you, my little excited fingers cannot type fast enough.

September’s Bunker Party was just amazing. It was so lovely to see so many new faces! My cheeks still ache from the laughs and it was so lovely to see so many of you sharing your love for all things Supernatural. Seriously, SPN does have THEE best fandom and I’m so glad to be a part of it.

6 and a half hours we were hanging out for…SIX AND A HALF! To see so many beautiful faces, hear so many lovely voices and to spend time with new people was just a dream! The support from you guys for each other, the love in this fandom; I can’t express how much I adore it.

Me and @katehuntington love holding these events and we are already planning the next live stream (date to be announced) but it will be in October and my even hold a spooky theme...

So…to the debrief!

Below you will find:

Everyone who joined - their tags, what’s coming up fic wise and their masterlist.

Announcements, News and links to Patreons!

Challenges to join - we have five!

Blogs who want to help with your writing

Graphics and Icons

Fic & blog recs

So without further ado… *cracks fingers*

You are the guys that make it the live stream what it is, and we can never thank you enough. So below is a list of everyone who was on the chat yesterday accompanied by their masterlist and a little blurb of what they have coming up soon! For your reading pleasure and in no particular order…

@katehuntington: The new chapter of Ride with Me is out NOW and she is currently working on the next instalment. The Sullivan Series is now scheduled to be posted every FRIDAY and if she can, she’s posting twice a week! So keep your eyes peeled for that and she is going to be finishing All I Want soon too!

She is also hosting a challenge that you can find out about below!

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@talesmaniac89: This beaut has been working a lot on editing images lately, making aesthetics and dividers for everyone to use! More on that further down. Besides that, she has a new chapter of The Man in Apartment 43 coming out. The next chapter of Missing in Action as well as the next one of Lost.

She also is working on another two AU series that are top secret at the moment...watch this space ;)

Check her out guys, her masterlist is HERE

@waywardbeanie: Shelli has come so far in the matter of a few months. From being a reader to now a series writer! This absolute gem of a woman is working on her very first fanfiction called “A Man Of Letters” and it’s an absolute DIAMOND. Dean. Letters. Fluff. Smut. It’s gonna tick all them boxes and it’s a must read!

She is now ALSO working on her second series, Life on Tour, an RPF Jensen x reader going live on October 1st! Find the announcement and her AMAZING tour video...HERE

Call my a fangirl, cause I am THERE.

You can find her masterlist HERE

@smol-and-grumpy: Nat has such a juicy masterlist. She is a few chapters away from finishing Euphoria and has already announced her next series Golden Cage!

She is also hosting a challenge at the moment that you can find out about below.

You can find her masterlist HERE

@atc74: We were thrilled to see Ang on our livestream. She has just celebrated four years on tumblr and she has such an extensive masterlist of goodies!

As you may have seen, she’s currently rewriting Souls to Souls as well as a new idea that she’s cooking up. Watch this space!

She is also hosting a challenge at the moment that you can find out about below.

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@whatareyousearchingfordean: Alex is nailing it at the moment with her fictions. She’s currently posting Happiness Continued (the sequel to Happiness Begins) and she’s posted some delicious new oneshots since we last saw her. She also has other idea’s that she is working on so keep your eye on her blog if you’re not already ;)

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@flamencodiva: Vanessa is currently reposting her works back onto a new blog that she has created. She is posting Getting Back to You at the moment, as well as some of her old oneshots. I also know, thanks to some little birds, that she has some AMAZING new series just waiting to see the light of tumblr...you’re not gonna be disappointed.

Check out her masterlist HERE

@superfanficnatural: Mert has took some time away from the writing world but nothing could keep him from showing his fantastic self on our livestream. He’s slowly getting back into his writing thanks to much encouragement ;) and is chipping away at the next add for his series The Choice.

He has some other series in the works, a couple of collaborations that he’s got under his belt too...

We’re living for it!

Go and give him some love, his masterlist can be found HERE

@deanwanddamons: Sian is an absolute sweetheart and is working on a few things at the moment. She recently completed her reblog challenge for August where you can find a DELIGHTFUL masterlist HERE.

Aside from that, she’s got three WIPS and I know of some oneshots AND a new series she’s cooking up. OH, I am excited!

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@jensengirl83: Brandy is an absolute doll and we adore her. She is still relatively new to SPN fanfic but that doesn’t stop her from dominating it! She has over twenty oneshots under her belt already!

Not ONLY that, she is now over twenty chapters deep into her FIRST SPN Dean fanfiction, Regret and Redemption. Although, only seven chapters have graced your dashboard ;)

She has more up her southern sleeve though so watch this space!

You can find her masterlist HERE

@malfoysqueen14: Angel is still new to the supernatural fandom but that doesn’t stop her putting her hand to fanfic and being the sweetheart that she is!

Her first fic, White Flag, is being reworked into a reader insert and she is also working on another Dean x reader series. Beginning of the End!

She also writes for other fandoms.

You can find her masterlist HERE

@soaringeag1e: We adore Meg and her extensive list of spn fanfiction! There is so much for you to feast your eyeballs on.

She is currently working on her series Escape and we have been treated to hearing about her new series, Behind Closed Doors.

It’ll be an AU. There will be crossed universes and it has a twist that’s super juicy. Get yourself signed up if you’re not already!

You can find her masterlist HERE

@alleiradayne: Jeanna is such a sweetheart and we absolutely adored having her on our livestream! As we mentioned last time, she had been commissioned to write a SPN fanfic piece for a charity auction (details below) and she told us all about it on the stream!

If you like destiel, she is writing a Destiel fanfiction called Long Jacket which has a take that we’ve not heard of before.

She is also writing a new series which is going to be quote long apparently! Like 60 chapters! But we are SO there for it.

You can find her masterlist HERE:

@emoryhemsworth: This beaut has broken her lil hiatus and posted the sequel to Because of You. Piece by Piece is amazing and if you haven’t read it yet, i suggest you check it out. She’s also writing her first chapter of her series called “Losing Sleep” as well as a TWD crossover fic!

She also has got ideas for a sequel to her fic Wonder Woman and a oneshot based on “Raining on Sunday” by Keith Urban.

Check our her masterlist HERE:

@manawhaat: This babe joined us once again and we loved having her, even if it wasn’t for long. Below you can find her humongous masterlist of goodies for your reading pleasure.

You can find her masterlist HERE

@anathewierdo: Ana is such a darling and we always love having her on the streams. She’s currently reposting her fic Call of the Ocean which is a collaboration with Flamencodiva. Not only that, she’s also working on a Princess Diaries AU, a Serial Killer AU and many more!

You can find her masterlist HERE

@deanmonandnegansbitch: Yas was new to our stream this time around and we ADORED having her. She has quite a bit on her masterlist already and she is currently working on her current series, Tuyo!

Check it out and give her some love.

You can find her masterlist HERE

@impala-1979: Lauren was another newbie for our stream this time and again, we loved having her on here! At the moment, she has a Sam series in the works which is an Insane Asylum!AU as well as an RPF called Nymphomania.

She is also in the middle of a pornstar A/B/O AU with JDM!

She also has many, many more goodies on offer!

You can find her masterlist HERE

@defenderrosetyler: Ali was new to our stream and we were so glad she chose to spend some time with us. She currently has a couple of oneshots available on her masterlist for both Sam and Dean!

Judging from some of our topics of conversation last night, she also has some amazing idea’s coming your way soon. Definitely one to keep an eye out for! She’s a total sweetheart too!

You can find her masterlist HERE

@thinkinghardhardlythinking: Saira was also new this time to our stream and we were so excited to meet her. She’s a new writer and is new to tumblr but she’s already written a couple of pieces to share with everyone!

She’s such a sweetheart. She’s wrote two oneshots to cheer up the fans who are struggling with the show ending...you can find the Dean one HERE and the Sam oneshot HERE.

Also, upon hearing that a fellow member of the SPN fandom was in hospital, she wrote this piece HERE.

Please show her some love and support <3

@that-one-gay-girl: This was the first time we met Sydney and she’s such a lovely person. We’re so grateful she joined us and talked to us about all things Supernatural. She’s a fairly new writer and has yet to create a masterlist but that hasn’t stopped her from writing her series “Gone”

It’s dean x reader and definitely one to keep your eye on!

You can find Chapter One HERE

Me: The latest chapter of Life for Rent is out NOW and I’m currently working on the next one, which i’m half way through. Only four more before that series is completed. I’m also working on Man’s Best Friend as well as a brand NEW series which will be posted once one series is finished. I also have a couple of Dean oneshots I’m working on right now.

My masterlist can be found HERE:

To the upcoming writers & readers…

@leissa1287, @winchesterxfamilybusiness, @dawnie1988, @jules-1999, @adoptdontshoppets, @gothicwombat42 & the few nonnies we had!

We were treated to hear about some of your upcoming plans for fictions.

Dawnie: Signing up for Sabrina’s challenge and taking that leap to write. If you need us, you know where we are for idea bouncing and everything else.

Sabrina: Again, we’re here for you hun. Your series idea sounds wonderful and if you need help, you know where we are.

Jules: Same goes for you hun, your series idea is one we’ve not heard of before and we were all hooked once you explained it. Reach out if you need us, we’ll do whatever we can to help.

Also, to upcoming writers and readers, we want to thank you for your constant support, your feedback, your words, your reactions to what we write. Your likes, your reblogs, your asks. We appreciate every single thing you do. So thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We love you.

Also, remember guys - we’re all here to love and support you! My inbox is always open if you want to talk about anything and everything. Even if you wish to start writing…give any of us a shout. We’re here to help!

Thank you for joining the chat and we hope you had an amazing time <3

Please spread the love and show your support to all of these amazing people, go follow and give them some love!

We’ve got quite a few goodies this time!

We want to bring to everyone’s attention once again, the wonderful organisation that is Ficfasers, an international fundraising group of authors and artists who love Supernatural. They offer thank yous to people who agree to donate to Random Acts by creating stories/art, crafts, and more for winning bidders and ticket buyers!

Again, this is amazing and it’s something that so many of us can get involved in. We’ve been told an event is coming up around the holiday period so watch this space!

Want to write for Charity?

Check out their tumblr HERE

and their website HERE

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Follower achievements!

Join me in congratulating these amazing blogs as they have surpassed or are close to a follower milestone!

First of all, we have two Blogiversary’s!

@smol-and-grumpy has just celebrated an anniversary on tumblr, you may have entered her challenge, check her out if you haven’t already!

@atc74 is celebrating FOUR years on tumblr! How amazing is that?! If you’re not following, check her out!

Next up...

@atc74 has hit 4500 followers! @waywardbeanie has just passed 250 followers!

@whatareyousearchingfordean has hit 1300!

@superfanficnatural has passed 600 followers!

@malfoysqueen14 has passed 200!

@janicho88 has passed her first 100!

@soaringeag1e has passed 6000 followers!

@jensengirl83 has hit 550 and is now on her way to 600!

Congratulations guys!

If you’re not following them already, head on over and show them your support!

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Want to be the first to read new chapters of your favourite fics?

Some of our fabulous livestream participants have Patreon!

For a small fee a month, you get personalised drabbles, oneshots and MORE as well as first dibs on new chapters before ANYONE else! Please consider giving them your support.

The links for each authors Patreon is below:

@smol-and-grumpy - Find hers HERE

@flamencodiva - Find hers HERE

@soaringeag1e - Find hers HERE

@impala-1979 - Find hers HERE

Oh, IT’S CHALLENGE TIME. This month, we have FIVE challenges for you to get involved in!

First of all, we have our FIRST Christmas themed challenge! Yes, the holiday season is fast approaching so to celebrate 100 followers @janicho88 is hosting a Christmas Song challenge!

Check it out, HERE

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Secondly, we have @smol-and-grumpy‘s SUPERFRIENDS Title Challenge! She loves Friends, she loves Supernatural so why not combine both? Nat has given you fic titles inspired by both SPN and Friends - you just write the one shot that goes with it!

The One Where You Enter The Challenge...HERE

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Thirdly, we have @katehuntington‘s Going Dutch challenge. Aside from horses and writing, her other passion is music! So she’s gathered Dutch Artists and all you need to do is write a fic/request a fic tied with a song! This is open till February so you have plenty of time.

Check it out, HERE

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Fourthly, we have @atc74‘s blog celebratory challenge which is so unique and wonderful for you guys!

You can win a chance to collab with seasoned writers, included Ang herself and all you have to do, is to enter and write your fic! There are 30 prompts available, write your oneshot to a prompt which will then be judged by impartial judges.

3 - 5 readers will win a chapter in the collaboration series!

Runners up will win a beta to a oneshot.

Take a look and enter the challenge, HERE

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Last, but certainly not least, we have @winchesterxfamilybusiness‘s Make Me Swoon Challenge!

It’s exactly what it says on the tin, make Sabrina swoon! She has listed what she likes paired with a long list of prompts for you to choose from. There is still spots open.

Check it out, HERE

We’ve got you covered for numerous things if you need help with your fictions!

Need a graphic? Header, banner, divider?

Our gorgeous @talesmaniac89 is available to create whatever you would like! She’s the creator behind our banners for this post and numerous other masterlist across the board. Give her a message!

WWII and horse Knowledge?

@katehuntington is your girl! She’s a little history buff and as you will know, thanks to Ride with Me, she ADORES her horses. Give her a message, she’ll be happy to help!

Struggling with some smut?

@superfanficnatural has offered his services to be the person you can go to if you need to hash out certain words, feelings and perspective. He is the perfect person to give you an insight to the male POV when it comes to sex so if you’re writing Destiel or a chapter from the guys POV, Mert is there to help!

Need help finding that one gif?

@emoryhemsworth is your go to girl! Seriously, you tell her you want a gif of Dean in a specific place, wearing a certain outfit, she will find it for you in no time at all. She’s a diamond as she’ll also credit the creators!

Struggling to find that one word? Or even a title?

@atc74 is your guru! She is perfect for getting you unstuck and if you’re struggling with a title, she can also help on this front! I always struggle with a title, and a summary so I know i’ll definitely be hitting Ang up if i get stuck!

Theme? Plotting? Symbolism? Dialogue?

@alleiradayne is your babe! She has a passion for writing, for plot and for making fictions be like no other. She loves dialogue, and from what i’ve heard, she loves a good twist too! I know she’ll be there to support you so send her a message if you need help!

Lost a fic? Need help to find it again?

@spnfic-search-blog is the blog to go too! Send an ask and they will dedicate their time to try and find it for you!

Need a new aesthetic? Line divider? We got you! Our fabulously talented @talesmaniac89 has drawn up so MANY supernatural themed line breakers, headers and more for your free usage!

Just look at some of these!

She has a few posts full already!

We’re talking dividers, headers, banners, gifs and icons!

Check them out HERE!

Give them a like, a reblog and please THANK HER if you use her work. She’s the most kind hearted, loving soul and a few words go a long way <3

Blog Recs!

@just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms: Ana is an amazingly talented writer and has always been willing to listen when others need an ear. She’s extremely supportive, has an extensive masterlist and is a mental health warrior! Since she hasn't been around for a couple years, she will have "fresh content" for new readers looking for good fics.

@spnfic-search-blog: As mentioned before, this is the blog to follow and go to if you’re in need of a certain fic. It’s also a good place to find new ones and share the love!

@heloisedaphnebrightmore: She doesn’t fear stepping out of spn tropes and it is something that she does so well. There isn’t much on her masterlist but we love every piece of it.

@fictionalabyss: This blog was mentioned on our livestream yesterday as they have an array of Supernatural fanfiction! Take a look at her masterlist and see for yourself! Be warned, you’ll be there for ages as she has that much stuff!

Fic Recs!

I Hurt Too by @jawritter

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: (Request) I have seen loads of fics and one shots where Dean is sleeping around/having a one night stand and the reader gets jealous and upset, but I was wondering if I could request one with the other way around? or maybe one where they sleep around equally? as smutty, fluffy, or angst as you want!!

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Missing Pieces by @supernatural-fangirl1967

Pairing: Nurse!Deanx Reader

Summary: (Request) Could you maybe do some nurse Dean with some angsty hurt/comfort with a fluffy ending?

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Upon a hill by @roonyxx

Pairing: Teen!Dean x Plus!sized Reader

Summary: What happens when the new hot guy, Dean Winchester, show interest in you?

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Twenty Minutes by @chocolateheart

Pairing: Professor!Dean x Reader

Summary: Online school sucks but your professor is worth the torture.

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Stranger by @msmarvelouswinchester

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Not all decisions a person takes proves to be alright. Some have grave consequences. Dean had taken a decision at the heat of the moment which he thought would prove to be alright, but what happens when he has to bear the brunt of his stupid decision?

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Love in Sin by @msmarvelouswinchester

Pairing: AU Detective!Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Special Agent Winchester is forced to go undercover with his frenemy Special Agent L/N when they try to track down a notorious drug dealer. How will Y/N and Dean complete their task? Will their relationship worsen or will new feelings emerge between them?

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When the lights go out by @jawritter

Pairing: Mobster!Dean Winchester x Virgin! Reader

Summary: Life hasn’t been your best friend lately, you lost your job, and are on the verge of losing your apartment. Who knew when you decided to join a Sugar Daddy app that your best friend suggested in a last-ditch effort to save your apartment, and not end up on the street, your first and only client would turn your whole world upside down.

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Tic Tac Toe by @percywinchester27

Pairing: Sam X Reader

Summary: The reader shifts into a new city after being offered a dream job by a big firm. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect after an ugly break-up with a douche-bag Ex. But things turn out not as dreamy as she’d want them to be and the only thing that keeps her smiling is a totally coincidental game of Tic Tac Toe.

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The Queens Court by @waywardnerd67

Pairing: Dean x Reader / Sam x Reader / Castiel x Reader

Summary: She met them under unusual circumstances and offered them the only thing she could. Building relationships with three men was nothing new but then again they were no ordinary men. (Y/N) finds herself at a crossroads between the safety of her business and her heart. Will she be able to keep the life she has built for herself or leap into the unknown following her heart’s true desire.

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Stroke of luck by @percywinchester27

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Summary: Dark highway, middle of the night, a bad boy driving an Impala, and a Damsel in distress. Too cliche? Think again.

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A lot like us by @percywinchester27

Pairing: Lawyer!Professor!Sam X Reader AU

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N is eager and honestly, still in awe that she managed to get herself an acceptance from Stanford Law School. On the face of it, her life seems as put together, mysterious and independent as one might hope for. On the insides, she carries the burden of past that haunts her till date. Seemingly, she’d left it all behind; that is until she sets foot in the class of the Law School’s youngest, most promising professor.

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About a boy by @percywinchester27

Pairing: N/A

Summary: Dean Winchester has a secret. A secret that could really land him in trouble. He never expected to connect with anyone when he walked into the ‘Blue Stone Orphanage for Boys,’ but even then, the walls he had put up are slowly coming down. Now, a series of strange events are threatening to expose him. When everything starts falling apart around him, will he still be able to save the one person that matters the most?

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Erós by @our-jensen-ackles-love

Pairing: Professor!Dean x Reader

Summary: An accidental text to your Professor got you into this mess. Now you just had to decide if you wanted to stick along for the ride or go on pretending like it never happened. But why does he have to look at you like that?

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Diamonds & Shutters by @jayankles

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Summary: College!AU. Jensen is a baseball player and (Y/N) is a photographer, they are best friends and roommates until someone in Jensen’s life leaves him disconsolate and anguished but (Y/N)’s secret stops her from immediately mending Jensen’s broken heart.

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Out of the park by @iwantthedean

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Summary: Can you take a chance and make a lifetime dream come true? Can Jensen stop fighting against the path his life is taking? Will leaning on each other lead to relationship neither of you wanted or planned on?

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Bad Days by @peridottea91

Pairing: DeanxUnnamed!female, Sam mentioned

Summary: Sam and Dean return from a hunt gone wrong. Sometimes it’s okay to let someone see you hurt.

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Coming Home by @soaringeag1e

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Summary: (Request) Hiya, I’m in love with your blog, and if you are taking requests I was wondering if you could do a Jensen X reader where reader is Jareds big sister but also in the military and surprises the boys at a con

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If it was to work by @deangirl93

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Summary: Dean gave Sam some great advice. Sam just wishes he’d take his own advice sometimes.They had a lot on their plate with their Chuck situation, but that doesn’t mean they can’t take on an old-fashion, black and white case. That also doesn’t mean they can’t go out and celebrate a job well done afterwards.Walking into that bar and seeing you was the last thing Dean thought was going to happen.Maybe Sam’s right. Maybe he should listen to his own advice.

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Cabin Fever by @slytherkins

Pairing: Dean x OFC

Summary: After a hunting accident takes Dean out of the hunting game for good, he retires to a cottage in the woods with his one true love, but it’s not exactly a fairy tale ending. Pain and disability chip away at his Happily Ever After–and his sanity. After he fails to protect Chloe from a monster out of the woods, Dean falls prey to the monsters in his own head, and she and Sam must come to his rescue.

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Coming of Age by @poisongirl18

Pairing: Dean X Stripper!Reader

Summary: You, Bobby Singer’s daughter, met the Winchester boys at age 8. They always adored you and treated you like the baby sister they always wanted, but you always wanted more from the oldest Winchester brother. Now that you were of age, you thought now was the time to take what you wanted.

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Let Me Go To The Show by @poisongirl18

Pairing: Step-Dad!Dean X Reader

Summary: The reader wants nothing more than to see her favorite band, but her mother won’t let her go. What happens when Dean steps in and persuades the reader’s mother into letting you go. What do you have to give in return?

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Trust you with my heart by @deanwinchesterswitch

Pairing: Dean x Fem!Reader insert

Summary: Can Y/N finally let go of the past and entrust her heart to Dean?

Other fandom Recs!

Red Queen Chronicles by @crashdevlin

Pairing: Phil Coulson x OFC (Past), Loki x OFC (Non-con), Clint Barton x OFC, Steve Rogers x OFC

Summary: Cassie Campbell is Red Skull’s daughter, created in a lab. She’s also a Stark Tech lab assistance, a college student, a superhuman, an Avenger and a devout Christian. That’s enough to juggle, even without the ever-looming influence of Loki’s dark interest in her.

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I think that’s it!

Thank you so much once again to everyone who joined the chat, we had 6 and a half hours of laughs and i cannot wait to do it again. I’d appreciate it if you could share this to spread the love of the fics and authors on here!

Keep an eye out for the next date for our next livestream! It will be in October. If you guys have any idea’s or want something included, let us know. If you want to be tagged when we announce, let us know!

See you next time!

xox

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