#who wanna fic trade *grinning emoji*

[wyn0rrific]

HELLLLP 😭

hes... hes just a lil guy chat come on... (100% lying)

[zaffrenotes]

[TRR x ES] Viewing Party

Book: The Royal Romance & Endless Summer Pairings: Liam x MC (Katrina Bailey), Drake x OC (Alyssa Devereaux), Jake x MC (Laurel) Rating/Warnings: G; mild innuendo Author’s Note: * All main characters belong to Pixelberry, I’m just borrowing them * Katrina Bailey & Laurel are the MCs I use when writing fanfic for TRR and ES, respectively; Alyssa Devereaux belongs to birthday girl @burnsoslow​ * This is my submission for @wackydrabbles​​ Prompt 80: Stop looking at me like that. * Author’s Note 2: * This is a birthday gift for my cheesy, potato loving homegirl Burnsie, who requested her very first Endless Summer/Jake fic, despite having never read any ES fic until now 🙈 for the sole reason being that she and Jake McKenzie are almost birthday twins, and my favorite pilot turns 30 this year. If you’re unfamiliar with canon ES trivia, Jake can hold his breath for 9 minutes, and Estela can hold her breath for an astonishing 14. This isn’t entirely what I had in mind when I set out to write an ES/Jake birthday fic, but I wasn’t about to miss your day because I’ve hit a whole ass writer’s wall, Burnsie! I hope you have an AMAZING day and I’m sending you so many hugs! You’re one of the sweetest ladies here, and I am so very thankful that I can call you a friend 🥰 also my real, real gift to you is coming at a later date, as I still have to work on it 😬 * and yes, that’s DDT in the moodboard - just for Burnsie, again - since I use Barnes as Drake’s FC in my TRR fics, lol * Word Count: 2000 on the dot!

It was nearly 10:00 PM on Friday evening, when Burns arranged things around the comfiest chair in her living room. The rest of her family already retired for the evening, after a small but wonderful birthday celebration in her honor at home. Within easy reach, she’d arranged drinks and snacks next to her laptop - a glass of water, a hot mug of tea, a slice of homemade birthday cake to take care of any sugar cravings, and a small platter of cheese and crackers for something more savory. She grinned softly at the newest addition to her mug collection, watching the steam rise from the contents within. 

The lavender mug arrived in the mail earlier that day from one of her friends, emblazoned with a quote from David Rose. Burns took a sip of the warm beverage before setting it down on the small side table and situated herself in the chair. She flipped open the laptop and pulled up a browser window, smiling at a gift from another friend - there was a sticker next to the trackpad with a drawing of a wedge of Swiss, quoting another memorable line from Schitt’s Creek, reminding her to “fold in the cheese.” Burns glanced to the time on the screen and logged in to her Netflix account, clicking until she arrived at the viewing party, and began typing to join the group chat. 

She was greeted with jubilant messages from Donna, Ella, Brandy, Anitah, and half a dozen other friends, wishing her a happy birthday before the show started. They’d formed an ever-growing viewing party for a new series titled Stranded in the Orchard, which was an odd amalgamation of Survivor and Gilligan’s Island. Taking a cue from reality tv competitions, there were hidden cameras all over the island to monitor everyone and reduce production crew intervention, and in a nod to Hunger Games, there was an omnipresent host that would drop messages to signal when challenges were about to take place. After four episodes, the ladies in the watching party started picking their favorites from the two teams. 

Team Ruby consisted of a group that appeared to have been shipwrecked onto the island. Leo was dubbed The Rogue; his brother Liam was The CEO; Katrina was The Attorney; Alyssa was The Teacher; Drake was The Cowboy; Olivia was The Weapons Expert; Bertrand was The Grump; Madeleine was The Whiner; Maxwell was Bertrand’s brother and The Jester; Hana was The Jill of All Trades. Bertrand and Madeleine had already been voted off when Ruby lost two events. 

Team Catalyst consisted of a group of mostly college students. Jake was The Pilot; Laurel was The Mystery Girl; Sean was The Coach; Michelle was The Doctor, even though she was only pre-med; Craig was The Muscle; Zahra was The Engineer; Aleister was The Slick One; Grace was The Brain; Diego was The Entertainer; Estela was The Huntress. Catalyst lost the last two events, which sent Aleister and Grace packing. 

Everyone settled in to watch the opening credits as they recapped last week’s episode, where Ruby won the immunity challenge and fishing gear by building a makeshift stretcher to rescue and carry Katrina from a jungle crash site to a first aid station on the beach; Catalyst voted Grace out. Burns popped a cheese cube into her mouth as she and her friends watched the two groups deal with day-to-day chores in their respective camps on Day 14 of the show. They chatted about the team members and how much Burns wanted to see Drake take off his shirt to go in the water, despite the knowledge that there were clips of him cuddling with Alyssa; Donna, Ella, and Anitah would keysmash in the group chat any time Liam appeared on the screen, even though he and Katrina were clearly sweet on each other, while Brandy and Alyssa Lauren would ask what was happening or who someone was from the Catalyst team.

—

“Pillows and blankets are nice, but what we could really use is food,” Maxwell said, drawing an octopus in the sand with a piece of driftwood. “I don’t know how much longer I can last on coconuts and rice.” 

“Liam and Drake took the raft out this morning to try fishing with the gear, maybe they’ll get lucky,” Katrina suggested, stirring the pot of rice in the fire. She set the lid on top and stood up from her kimchi squat position, dusting some errant sand off her leg. They both looked out towards the water, as dawn stretched out across the ocean, making out shadowy forms of their friends as they bobbed in the water, just before one of them went under the surface. Behind them, the rest of their friends began to stir awake from the scent of rice cooking. 

Back at the Catalyst camp, Jake sat by the campfire with Estela; they were working on making their own fishing gear from bamboo and camp supplies after losing the previous challenge. Jake fed a length of twine through a handmade fishing pole while Estela sharpened tips on one end of a pile of branches she’d gathered. “Whatcha whittlin’, Katniss?” 

Estela glanced at Jake sideways. “Stakes. Hand over some of that twine, I need it to bind these to make spears.” With a begrudging huff, Jake unfurled the twine and ran it against the edge of the makeshift bench he was sitting on to cut it, before tossing the rest at Estela. 

“How fast can you tie those off? We’re losin’ daylight for a morning catch, if you wanna ride on the raft with me.” 

“Five minutes,” she answered, already working nimbly around a branch to secure the whittled spikes. 

The screen cut back to Ruby’s camp, where Liam and Drake stepped ashore, smiles brighter than the sunrise as Drake held up a fish trap with small rays flapping against one another. 

—

“kjsdhfksjhfksjhfks,” Burns smashed into her keyboard. “Look at my man! With the sea bounty!” 

“mevmnbvmnxb,” Ella smashed back.

“How do you know Drake did all the work? Liam’s just as wet, hahaha,” Donna chortled in response.

—

After killing their catch as humanely as possible - with Alyssa turning her face to Drake’s chest to avoid witnessing it - Leo and Olivia gutted and cleaned the rays before setting them on top of their makeshift grill to cook. Liam and Drake regaled the group with their morning under the water, as they took turns fishing. 

While Team Ruby enjoyed some protein with their rice that morning, members of the Catalyst team glumly spooned rice into their mouths as they sat around the campfire while Jake and Estela dried off; their morning fishing trip had been unsuccessful. 

Later that day, both teams received messages from the host to gather for a reward challenge. Each team made their way to a small lagoon, where they saw a structure floating in the water. A booming voice overhead instructed them to swim out to the structure and await further instructions. Once everyone from both teams had done so, a blue holographic image of the host appeared in the center to explain the rules. “The challenge is simple,” she narrated. “We want to see who can hold their breath the longest. There’s a bar you can use to keep yourself from floating up if you need it. Last one standing earns the prize for the whole team — an overnight trip at the Celestial Hotel, where our rotating film crew goes to rest. You’ll be treated to clean sheets and towels, hot showers, along with a decadent dinner and breakfast menu the next morning, before having to return to your camp.” 

Everyone’s eyes lit up at the incentive of a night away from sleeping on the beach, away from mosquitos, rodents, and the threat of being waterlogged by passing storms. Stomachs gurgled at the thought of hot meals that didn’t consist of rice, and the possibility of cocktails or wine. “Oh, we got this,” Jake murmured quietly to Laurel. “Bet I can hold my breath longer’n any of those Ruby kids.” 

“Is that so?” Leo taunted, overhearing Jake’s comment.

“Just call me Poseidon,” Jake smirked. 

“We’ll see about that,” Leo replied. “You know most of us are from an island, right? We’re basically merpeople.” 

—

“Bets! Bets on who wins this!” Brandy typed into the chat window.

“Sticking with Drake,” Burns typed. “Maybe Hana. She could have another random talent up her sleeve.” 

“My money’s on Liam. Look how broad his chest is,” Anya replied. “He’s got to have massive lungs to match.”

“That makes no sense,” Ella typed, adding a laughing emoji. “But I’m Team Liam anyway.”

“Don’t hate me,” Donna began. “Something tells me Jake isn’t boasting right now.” 

From her screen at home, Alyssa Lauren used Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe to choose Zahra. The rest of the group picked their favorites as the castaways donned goggles and got into the water. 

—

“Ready? Set! Go!” 

Sixteen heads dipped under the water’s surface, with contestants pinching their noses and puffing out their cheeks as an underwater camera filmed them. A handful of them - Olivia, Alyssa, Maxwell, Diego, and Michelle - tapped out under a minute. As the sand settled, thirty seconds passed before Katrina, Laurel, Sean, and Drake headed to the surface. Just after the two minute mark, Hana, Craig, and Zahra gave up, leaving Jake, Liam, Estela, and Leo under the water. 

Jake looked positively peaceful, sandy brown hair swaying with ease in the water. Estela tapped her fingers lightly across the bamboo rod, counting each second as it passed. Liam glanced over to his brother, who’d begun to turn pink. Half a minute later, Leo popped up to the surface, muttering to himself out of frustration. 

Three minutes in, Liam surfaced, gasping for air, leaving Jake and Estela to battle it out between themselves. Even though the hologram host blasted a horn to signal the end of the challenge, neither Catalyst member surfaced. Liam ducked down to check on them, and Jake and Estela both signaled that they were fine. Everyone continued to wait as the pair spent minute after minute under the water.

—

“Seriously? They’re on the same team!” Anitah typed. “They won already!” 

“They’ve been underwater for a scary length of time,” Brandy added. “What are they, Navy SEALs or something?” 

“I think Jake mentioned he was actually in the Navy before,” Alyssa Lauren replied. 

—

A digital clock appeared in the corner of the screen as the two Catalyst members continued to hold their breath underwater. With each passing minute, members from both groups began to worry. After eight minutes passed, the host’s voice rang out, advising them to pull Jake and Estela up from the water to end the challenge. Laurel and Craig ducked down, eventually pulling their teammates up. “Congratulations to The Catalysts!” the host exclaimed. “A boat will be waiting at your camp to take you to the hotel.” 

Laurel swatted Jake’s arm as they made their way to the shore. “What’s wrong with you!? You were underwater for nearly ten minutes! Who does that!?” 

Jake looked over his shoulder to her with a grin, mischievous sparkle in his bright blue eyes. “Ten would be a new record, my best is nine.” He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Imagine nine uninterrupted minutes of me holding my breath, Princess. My birthday is tomorrow, and I know exactly how I wanna celebrate,” he winked.  

Laurel’s cheeks flushed at the suggestion. “Stop looking at me like that, Top Gun.”

—

That evening at the hotel, after a sumptuous feast of lobster, crab, and an endless supply of beer and wine, the Catalyst members eventually went to bed. Much later into the night, Jake was seen sneaking into Laurel’s room. 

—

“I KNEW IT!” Burns typed. She laughed as her friends typed in responses full of lemon, fire, pepper, and eggplant emojis. She popped another cheese cube into her mouth and smiled, watching the rest of the episode play out.

[chaoticspacefam]

2020 In Review: Wordcount Tag

I was tagged for this by @actualanxiousswampwitch​ , thank you! I’m not sure who’s already done or been tagged for this cause I am, once again, late to the party LOL but I shall (no pressure and sorry if you’ve already done it!) tag: @rainofaugustsith​ , @darth-bagel​ , @thatmmolesbian​ , @thelastenvoyyy​ and anybody else who wants to do this. Yes, I promise I mean you!

Words: 45,314

Published: 0 (I’m not counting the couple of Six Sentence tags I’ve gotten, they’re snippets of an unfinished piece & are included below instead :), or roleplay replies, cause that feels like cheating lol.) I actually wrote a lot more than I thought I had, this is a rough guesstimate as well, as my oneshot WIPs tend to be all over the place across something like 6 different documents, some of which have existed since 2018, so I had to guess at how far up to count from the end for some of them, but I think it’s a fair guesstimate XD I also have included lore/worldbuilding docs in this because that was a 3-month long Lockdown 1.0 Boredom/”Canon is a trash fire so I’m ignoring that and making up my own lore” passion project and I’m goddamn proud of how much I wrote for that. It’s the most I’ve written in one stretch (think I finished it over a span of 3 nights or so, once I’d done all the research and made all the notes ofc ^^)

Not Published: 45,314

The Breakdown:

swtor - 45,314

for creeping shadows (my main longfic/part one of the subterfugeverse series) - 1,553  - Aria, stop being difficult! *shakes fists* XD

oneshots - 16,223

lore/worldbuilding (for subterfugeverse naturally) - 23,001 (is this ALL tomato alien lore? pretty much, yes, yes it is :’D ~400 words is “the WIP reworked timeline to correlate my worldbuilding with the canon timeline that was released”, but 98% is just...me thinking way too much about Purebloods and how they deserved way better goddamn lore. I blame @fluffynexu ‘s amazing tomato worldbuilding posts,  reading them when I went looking for “canon” lore one day for the rp is what got me started down that rabbithole (it’s awesome and if you haven’t already you should totally go check hers out too :DD), I had a “fuck you then canon I’ll do it myself too >:L” moment and once I started I couldn’t stop until I’d crapped out literally over 20k words on the subject *whispering* thank you LOL)

zephyrverse au bonus oneshots - 4,537 (stuff I wrote to fill in time gaps or “just cause I had a plot bunny”, relating to mine and k-christine’s zephyrverse au rp. None of these will likely be posted publicly, but they still deserve to be counted as words I wrote this year :’D

As you can see, most of my “muse” this year came from sporadic oneshots :’D The Ahaszaai twins also properly plot-bunnied their way into my brain in late 2019 and haven’t stopped making a nuisance of themselves the whole fucking year. Every time I tried to carry on with a chapter, one of the two of them would pop up like “Nooo write about ME! pay attention to ME!” - Yes, Ni’kasi, I will get to you this year, I promise XD

New Things I Tried:

Just Writing. Not worrying about whether “it wasn’t part of the next chapter” or “it comes from a part in the story that I’m nowhere near close to posting yet”. If I felt like writing something, or for a specific pairing/feeling/scene, whatever. I wrote until I ran outta muse juice. Yeah, it meant I didn’t technically “finish” anything this year BUT - the important thing is I wrote stuff. and that’s all that really matters, eh? :’D

Polyam ships! May not seem like a big deal but I spent a long time talking myself out of them because of internalised toxic monogamy and finally saying “you know what, fuck it! I can ship three or more people together and it can still be a perfectly wholesome, healthy and loving relationship and that’s okay” was a BIG thing for me this year.

Dialogue Scripts: which I didn’t count as wordcount because really it’s just word vomit of general tone/inflection and dialogue that I came up with right before falling asleep which I didn’t want to lose. Basically, if an exchange or a particularly punchy or moving line of dialogue popped into my brain but I wasn’t ready to write the whole scene that it fit into out, but didn’t want to forget the line(s). I wrote it out in movie script/script-style roleplay fashion e.g. Character’s Name: (emotion, hand gestures etc.) [Dialogue here] and so on. I know this is probably a well known trick of the trade, but I never took it seriously until this year. Seriously, do it. It’s great.

Favorite Thing I Wrote:

Hmmm, a snippet for Andronikos/Ni’kasi that I started this week which isn’t posted yet (saving it for this week’s Six Sentence Sunday so look out for it! :D) was pretty fun to work on, I love their dynamic and Kas is suprisingly fun to write for.

Also the Aria/Vano proposal scene that I posted a snippet for the week before last. I’m having great fun with that scene, and I really enjoy putting a non-serious spin on the classic “proposal scene” tropes. Can’t wait to finish it, though it may be a while before the full one goes up on AO3, as it depends whether it ends up fitting in as part of the mainfic or as an additional oneshot

And I have a D’leah/Kissai oneshot that I need to give another once-over before I finally yeet it onto AO3 and Tumblr for you guys to see :’D

Favorite Fic I Read:

@sleepswithvillains Eleanora/Quinn fic, Helplessly Hoping. I’m horribly behind on chapters and I gotta catch up and read the finale this week, but it’s been a helluva great ride and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the story! <3

Also The Invitation collab with @tishinada featuring Zas and Fiona had me squealing, I can’t wait to catch up on HH and see more of these two, they’re adorable ;-; @a-muirehen​ ‘s Relu/Merkara series of course! I’m a complete sucker for (friends to lovers to in Ariano’s case but yea pfpfpf) enemies to lovers ships and these two are just so good, I am on the edge of my seat every time we get a new snippet for them, ngl (grimace emoji) @darth-bagel ‘s Sylvas/Graz’zt and Sylvas/Liz/Rilfaen snippets which they’ve been spoiling me with on Discord @mercurypilgrim ‘s Ven’fir/Quinn AU oneshots, Cloudbank (Western was a particular favourite, but all are very good!) and of course @rainofaugustsith ‘s Lana/Viri updates are always fantastic, some personal favourites from this year were Almost There & Memory of Healing :3 (I totally still go back to read Commander & Advisor too sometimes, getting to see Viri be a little diabolical and messing with “MiNiSTeR LoRMaN!” was and still is my favourite thing XD)

If I’ve left you out I’m sorry!! These were the ones that stuck out in my memory, but I’ve loved everyone’s writing this year, it’s been great :3

Writing Goals:

to actually finish and post chapter 8 & 9 of Creeping Shadows. Then we’ll get to the meat and potatoes of the story and maybe Aria will stop being a brat and fighting me every time I try to stick to a semi-regular update schedule Get off my butt, finalise the name and get started on Ni’kasi’s part of the Subterfugeverse story. Maybe run the updates in-tandem with Creeping Shadows but idk if I want to wait till after CS is done before I start posting Kas’s side, or do them side-by-side yet, we’ll see ;) Keep writing! I know better than to pressure myself by setting a specific word count goal, that’s never worked well in the past

At least 2 chapters of each of the works mentioned above would be great though, more would be better! We’ll see how I go

Words of Thanks:

honestly, to everybody in the fandom I’ve met this year. Anybody that I follow, thank you for being there and engaging with me and/or posting amazing content for me to look at! I came over from deviantART where the SWTOR fandom is incredibly small and generally quite inactive and the contrast since moving over here has been incredibly uplifting. I very nearly cancelled Creeping Shadows and stopped posting fic for my SWTORverse altogether because I got next to no engagement on dA and it was very disheartening to the point where I felt I could enjoy the game and the rp partners I had, but the solo projects I’d put so much thought, time and love into already weren’t worth continuing. You guys took that spark and kept it going and I really don’t have enough words to say how grateful I am for that. Even if I haven’t published much this year, making posts on this tumblr, interacting with everyone and working on lore, plot points and so on for Subterfugeverse has kept me going through the Hellish Year of Nightmares that was 2020 <3

to the amazing new friends I’ve made in this past year, who have listened to me ramble about headcanons, character backstories, writing snippets (and rambled/sent some back), keep being awesome: @walk-ng-d-saster , @darth-bagel , @kyber-heart , @deepseacritter , @thedinalixlegacy to further friends and meme tag buddies, I get so excited every time I see a mention for a new meme or ask game in my inbox, so thank you!! : @mimabeann , @palepinkycat , @a-master-procrastinator , @raven-of-domain-kwaad , @actualanxiousswampwitch , @thatmmolesbian , @a-muirehen to my regular commentors/rebloggers/likers/askbox lurkers, I see every one of you and every time your users pop up I grin like a kid in a toy shop: @starlightjedi , @sparkles-and-rust , @wilvarin-chan , @sunsetofdoom , @ask-an-andalite , @thelastenvoyyy . @lyrishadow and more because Tumblr only goes so far back and I have the memory of Swiss Cheese. If you regularly comment, like, reblog, or anything, from me, know that I see you, and I love and appreciate you for it! <3

I couldn’t possibly remember to tag everyone and I promise if I missed you out it’s not because I hate you! Anxiety just sometimes be a bitch and I don’t wanna look like a clown calling someone a “friend” if I’m not explicitly sure we are, in fact, friends. I think you’re all awesome and I’m so glad to have moved over here and met you all <3

[anotherbeingsworld]

The day we met.

Pairing: Bryce Lahela  X F!MC (Casey Valentine) 

Rating: G 

Word count: 1440 

Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters, it all belongs to Pixelberry. 

Author’s note: Hi, this is my first time writing in a while and i have the courage of posting this! So, this is sort of a different version for when MC and Bryce meet. I love their first meet up in the first book, but this is kinda like an alternate timeline-ish! Its full of fluff since i’m a sucker for fluffiness hehe! Also, I want to say thank you to @annekebbphotography​ for her advice that she has given to me before, it really helped! Also, i want to say thank you to @maria-soederberg​ for reading it and helping me with this story! She had helped me a lot and THANK YOU to you both! Go check out their stories tooo! Also, to all the fic writers on tumblr for inspiring me to post this! You guys are awesome for putting your work out there! <3 

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It is a beautiful day in Boston, the sun is shining, the birds are singing on this wonderful afternoon. The park was packed with people who was interested in relaxing time. There were those who are walking their dogs, families who are having a picnic and even a group of kids playing on the playground.

And then there’s Casey Valentine, doctor at Edenbrook Hospital, smiling widely at the prospect of the day. She and her friends are on their day-off from the hospital, and their daily routine such as work, and the sound of distress.

She was playing Frisbee with her roommates Sienna, Jackie, Elijah, and including Elijah’s girlfriend Phoebe. They had a rough start, since none of them are professionals. But, after a long tutorial on all social media platforms which approximately took an hour before all of them to got the idea of how to play Frisbee. The more they play, the better they get.

‘Casey, go long!’ Sienna shout as she released the Frisbee in her way. Casey was determined to catch it, but eventually ended up falling and bumping into someone.

‘Ouch!’ She squealed as her body crashes into the person opposite her. The mystery person stood up, and picks up the Frisbee which had flown a few steps away ahead of her.

He offered his arm to help Casey up, as an apology for running into her. Casey took his hand, and ended up frozen on the spot. His brown eyes, hypnotizing her for a moment that felt like an eternity, his hair was a bold choice, which she didn’t mind at all and his body was something that should be framed into a museum or even being placed into an art gallery.

After it felt like an eternity, Casey was pulled back into reality as her friends ran to check on her. Sienna immediately placed her hand on her wrist to check her pulse, along with the stranger who is looking at her in a concern demeanour.

‘Casey! Are you alright?’ Sienna asked her.

She rubbed her elbow, and nod to her. Casey accept his offer, and gets up with the help of Bryce after being in a wild imagination about this attractive man in front of her.

‘I’m going to say sorry, but now I am not sorry because it led me to the presence of a beautiful girl.’ The man said whilst flirting with her.

She felt her cheeks burn at his comment, she gazes towards Sienna and Jackie who are giggling at the whole scene. She felt her blush increasing as Sienna whispered something into Jackie’s ear that made them both smile. You could compare the smile with children who got free passes to Disneyland. There would be no difference.

‘My name’s Bryce and I think, I should let you go back to the game.’ He flashed a smile and was about to leave when Sienna called.

‘Bryce, let’s play Frisbee together! We’re dividing into teams of two, you should join us.’ Sienna said to him, making him instantly nod at the suggestion.

‘Good, now Casey c’mon!’ Sienna dragged her arm as they made their way back to Elijah and Phoebe who are in a deep conversation with each other.

‘We’re doing this two versus two; Me and Sienna, Elijah and Phoebe, Bryce and Casey! No questions!’ Jackie announced as they get into position.

Casey nervously made her way to Bryce who’s grinning at her presence, she smiled back but cannot contain her blush to appear when she is around him. Soon, the game commence and the teams play furiously. Jackie’s new profound focus, along with Elijah’s intellect skills caused Casey to feel a bit nervous. Bryce seems to notice and immediately placed his hands into hers, giving her a piece of comfort to ease her nerves. And it helped Casey to play perfectly with Bryce which lead to the fact that they won many games.

Both Bryce and Casey cheered for their victory, and Casey immediately pulled Bryce into a tight hug without realizing what she has done. When the adrenaline ebbs away they suddenly realise in what situation they are and instantly pull away with blushes on their cheeks. Sienna and Jackie both giggle at the ‘incident’ which causes Casey to hide her face in her hands.

 After a dozen of rematches, the sun is finally settling down. Which makes them end the game with the winners being Elijah and Phoebe. They decided to celebrate the victory with a date that was due for a long time. Sienna and Jackie said their goodbyes to Bryce as they headed back to the apartment leaving Casey and Bryce alone at the park as the sun is setting down.

‘You wanna stay for a while, I have a sweet spot to watch the sunset.’ He offered. She didn’t hesitate and nods, not wanting her day with Bryce to end yet. They took a small hike to a secluded hilltop which is a few miles away from the park.

After a few minutes of hiking, they arrived at the top of the hill and Casey is speechless. The view is amazing, they can see everything from up here. They even arrived on time to see the beautiful sunset, letting the sky changes its colours. 

 Both of them sat quietly with each other, admiring  the beauty of nature. Casey suddenly felt exhausted and her head started to feel heavy, so without her really noticing, her head falls onto his shoulder. But then she quickly stood up, and apologized. Bryce just shook his head, pulled her back next to her and offered his shoulder as they sit and watch the beautiful sunset. They both collecting back their energy after the game of Frisbee.

 The night became darker every second, as Bryce walked her home. They stop in front of the apartment and nobody moved. A voice inside of her screamed to not let him go yet, but she’ll be selfish wouldn’t she?

Casey took a deep breath as she stared into Bryce’s eyes as his eyes wanders over her body. Both of them knew that they don’t want it to end, but some things have to end somehow.

‘I guess this is it’

‘Unfortunately’ she muttered under her breath.

‘Hey, I had a lot of fun today. I never knew bumping into someone would turn this day into an adventure.’ Bryce said happily.

Casey smiled at his comment, ‘I had fun too, and thank you for showing me the spot. It’s truly a wonder.’

‘I’d like to do that again sometime, if you want. If you insist-‘ Bryce was stopped by Casey placing a sweet kiss on his cheek

He smiled and they decided to trade numbers with each other, and another sneaky kiss from Bryce before they parted ways. Casey is now laying on her bed, smiling at the events that occurred today. Little did she know, Bryce was doing the same thing.

The next day, she woke up bright and early to get to her shift at the hospital. A walk to the hospital was a breeze as Casey spared all the details to Sienna about her ‘date’ with Bryce the other day.

The day was filled with a busy shift for all the senior residents, interns and surgeons. An accident at the Grand Bridge occurred causing the hospital to be busier than usual but the good news, they were no deaths involved. Casey stepped out of the busy ER, and decided to get to her lunch break. She was distracted by thinking about the cure for Mr Razier’s disease, which ended up making her bump into someone once again.

She immediately apologize for her clumsiness, but instead she froze. It was him, Bryce. He was making his way to her direction as he bumped into her. He was wearing a pair of green scrubs. He looks different in his working attire but in a good way. Casey immediately stood up offering her arm to Bryce as he took it.

‘I wished for this moment to a shooting star last night, and I cant believe it vame true’ Bryce said as he winked at her.

She blushed and said, ‘I didn’t know you work here, and we always happen to be bumping into each other.’

‘Well, I wouldn’t mind seeing your beautiful face once more.’ As he said that, she felt her spine shiver at those words. She took a deep breath, and faces him.

‘I’m having lunch, you want to join me?’ 

‘Well, never say no to free stuff right? Loser buys the other one lunch!’ Bryce said before sprinting forward leaving Casey to catch up from behind.

‘I’m coming for you Bryce!’ She let out a giggle before catching up to him. 

Maybe this year is gonna be fun after all.  

THE END.

 Authors note #2: I hope you all enjoy it! Its been a while since I write, I apologize for any language mistakes since English is not my first language. Dont forget to like and reblog, it helps with to ease the nerves (*insert monkey covering its eyes emoji*), and thank you for reading! <3 

[jercythesiscrying]

Tsukki <3 is calling... | KuroTsukki, Slash, G, 1.7k

NaNoWriMo Day 28: Fic-ception (aka fic about a fic)

Summary: A continuation of The Last Red Scribble by @doggonneit. Definitely necessary to read that before reading this~!

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A/N: Couldn't help but write about doggoneit's adorable single parent au for this prompt. Please do read that before reading this one because it’s so worth it  /)w(\  Unbeta’d because I’m tired. Mistakes galore especially since I'm not used to formatting chat fics like this /o\

Italics is Tsukishima. Bold is Kuroo. Regular text is Kageyama.

Tuesday PM

(5:11) Akiteru is bringing Tobio for class tomorrow because I have to work a late shift, but I’ll be able to pick him up afterwards. (5:12) Please do not teach my son anything violent.

(5:13) tsukki!! so mean!!! (5:13) i would never!!

(5:14) Surprisingly, you’ve yet to prove otherwise so please keep that up.

(5:14) see! (5:15) can akiteru stay and watch? i could gossip with him about you more

(5:16) Do that and they’ll never find your bodies.

(5:17) do what? whose bodies?

(5:18) Glad you catch on quick.

(5:18) only for u babe <3

(5:20) Also I don’t think nii-san can stay tomorrow. He has something with a friend apparently?

(5:21) aw (5:21) oh well (5:22) see you and tobio tomorrow!

(5:24) See you.

Wednesday PM

Kuroo is calling...

“Hello?”

“Hey, so! I forgot to tell you when you came by to pick up Tobio earlier, but a little bird told me an embarrassing secret of yours...”

(muffled laughter)

“Who do I have to kill?”

“So violent!”

“I asked a question: Who do I have to kill?”

“Really, Tsukki? You’re gonna murder your own son? Your only offspring? The apple—I mean—blueberry of your eye? The –”

“Okay, I get your point, please stop talking.”

(sigh)

“What did Tobio say now?”

“Oh, nothing much... just that you reeeally liked me before we started dating.”

“I can hear you grinning over a verbal conversation. How is that possible?”

“Aw, baaabe! You didn’t deny it! You had a crush on me!”

“We’re already dating.”

“Still!”

“Dad, why is Kuroo-san making weird noises?”

“Because he’s weird.”

“Oh, Tobio’s there? Hi, Tobio!”

“Hi, Kuroo-san.”

“He just finished his glass of milk before bed so he came to say good night.

“Yeah.”

“That’s good, kid! Keep drinking milk and maybe you’ll be as tall as me one day! Anyway, Tsukki, don’t change the subject—you’re very cute and totally had a crush on me.”

“He really did.”

“Tobio!”

“See!”

“I think that’s enough from both of you now. Good night, Kuroo.”

“‘Night, babe! You too, Tobio! Have sweet dreams about me!”

(grumbling)

“I said good night!”

“Muah!”

“Good night, Kuroo-san.”

Saturday AM

(11:15) Was Tobio good today at volleyball this morning?

(11:16) hes a fuckin champ he watched kenma like a hawk the entire time he was teaching everyone how to set (11:16) freaked kenma out tbh lol

(11:17) I meant if he behaved well.

(11:17) of course he did babe (11:18) Tobios always well behaved for vball

(11:18) Thank goodness for that.

(11:18) why (11:19) is he acting up in school again?

(11:19) No...?

(11:20) then whats up?

(11:20) Nothing. (11:21) just looking out for my son, that’s all.

(11:22) omg thats so cute

(11:22) What? Caring for my child? (11:23) That’s called being a parent, Kuroo.

(11:23) lol i know (11:24) i mean how you worry for him (11:24) make sure hes doing well and stuff

(11:25) That’s called being a *parent*, Kuroo.

(11:26) its called being a very sweet father who loves his son a lot

(11:28) Feeling sentimental, aren’t we.

(11:28) im just (11:30) so glad im with a guy that really cares for his loved ones the way you do (11:31) :)

(11:33) I (11:35) I don’t know what to say to that.

(11:35) babe (11:36) ur supposed to say something nice back to me now

(11:36) ...

(11:37) im waiting :3 (11:38) here all night if i have to be

(11:40) You are the most annoying person on the planet.

(11:40) :3c

(11:41) *rolling eyes emoji* (11:41) Fine. (11:45) I like how you can keep up with my humour, and how you treat Tobio. (11:47) You’re very patient and considerate with the both of us.

(11:47) TSUKKI (11:48) THATS THE NICEST THING YOUVE EVER SAID TO ME

(11:50) Ah, yes the good old “you’re a decent human being” compliment. (11:51) Absolutely groundbreaking in societal niceties.

(11:52) YOU MAY AS WELL HAVE CONFESSED UR LOVE FOR ME

(11:52) ...

(11:52) !!!!!!!

(11:53) I’m not dignifying that with a response.

(11:54) LOVE U TOO BABE (11:54) BRODOOOKUTOT (11:55) TSUKKI TORLD ME HE ELOVED ME TODAY

(11:56) Do you always gossip like a middle schooler with Bokuto-san?

(11:57) IDEC THAT I TEXTEFD U BYA CCIDENT (11:58) LOVE YOU!!

(11:59) *rolling eyes emoji* (12:00) Love you too.

(12:00) !!!! (12:01) <3

(12:03) <3

Thursday PM

(2:32) Kuroo?

(2:34) shimizu! whats up

(2:35) Tsukishima told me the news. (2:36) Thank you *so* much.

(2:39) ... ur welcome? (2:40) not sure for what exactly lol

(2:41) He told me you said you loved him.

(2:41) oh

(2:42) He also told me he said it back.

(2:44) um yeah (2:46) its really easy to, u know? (2:46) i fell very quickly :)

(2:47) And I thank you for that.

(2:48) why?

(2:51) I don’t remember if I told you this, but I was worried my decision to keep Tobio would affect Tsukishima’s future relationships.

(2:52) o ya you did say that (2:53) i mean, tsukkis one of the most hardworking and caring people i know (2:54) and its obvious he loves tobio a lot (2:54) cant help but love him

(2:55) I’m glad you think so too. (2:56) I may not love Tsukishima the same way but I’m sure you already know how much he and Tobio mean to me.

(2:57) i do (2:58) thank you for letting me love them

(2:59) It’s not my place to be thanked.

(3:00) then its not mine either :)

(3:05) :) (3:06) Please take good care of them.

(3:06) i promise (3:09) take care in america!!

(3:10) Thank you.

Sunday AM

Tsukki <3 is calling...

“Hello? Tsukki?”

“Kuroo-san?”

“... Tobio? Is that you?”

“Yes.”

“Hey, buddy! What’s up? Why are you on your dad’s phone?”

“Dad’s sick.”

“Oh no! Is he in bed right now?”

“Yes. He’s asleep.”

“That’s good. He needs plenty of rest.”

“...”

“Hey, uh, Tobio, how did you call me? Are you learning how to read in school now?”

“Yeah, but also your picture is on Dad’s phone.”

“Really, huh! Do you remember which one? Can you check for me?”

(rustling)

“Uhhh, the one where you’re showing off your arm.”

(muffled)

“That just made my entire day, oh my god.”

“Kuroo-san? I can’t hear you because you’re talking too fast.”

“Oh, sorry, Tobio! Just got distracted. Anyway, was there a reason you called me?”

“Dad’s sick.”

“Yes, you told me, kiddo. Is Akiteru-san taking care of him?”

“Nuh-uh. Aki-jiichan had work. He said he was gonna get someone but since no one’s here yet I took Dad’s phone and called you.”

“Oh. OH! You need me to come over, Tobio?”

“Yes, please. I don’t know how to heat up my lunch.”

“I’m on my way, kiddo. I’ll check on your dad too, okay?”

“Okay. See you, Kuroo-san!”

“Bye, Tobio!”

Click.

Sunday AM

(11:49) tobio just called me bc tsukkis sick (11:50) why didnt you tell me? i would be omw in a heartbeat

(11:51) I thought I did???! (11:52) CRAP MY MESSAGE DIDNT SEND (11:53) PLEASE LOOK AFTER KEI AND TOBIO, OH GOD

(11:54) already on it, akiteru-san (11:57) send me their address please!

(11:59) Gotcha! (12:01) Thank you Kuroo-kun!!

Sunday PM

Tsukki <3 is calling...

“Hello? Tsukki, already calling me? I just left your place –”

“Kuroo-san?”

“Oh, Tobio! Hey, kid, what’s up?”

“Thank you for coming.”

“Oh, it was no problem! I’m glad I could help!”

“Dad forgot to say thank you earlier so I’m calling to tell you.”

“Tobio!”

(rustling)

“Tobio? You still there?”

“Sorry about that. Tobio took my phone.”

“It’s fine. You got a smart kid there.”

“I’ve got a kid who’s out to make my life hell is what I got.”

“You love him though!”

“Wouldn’t trade him for the world. Still, I did not tell him to tell you I said ‘thank you’.”

“Great! So that means you can tell me yourself now!”

“Seriously, I cannot believe I can hear you grinning on a phone conversation. How are you doing that?”

“Doesn’t matter! Now tell me ‘thank you’!”

“No.”

“Please, Tsukki!”

“Dad, you should tell him ‘thank you’.”

“Listen to Tobio!”

“Quit it, both of you.”

(sigh)

“Um... thanks, I guess, Kuroo.”

“Laying it real thick there, Tsukki. It almost sounded like you weren’t having your teeth pulled.”

“You’re the one who asked!”

“You did, Kuroo-san.”

(muffled)

“Tobio, can you play in your room please? Dad’s gotta have a conversation with Kuroo-san.”

“Okay.”

(rustling)

“A ‘conversation’, huh? You’re voice still sounds too rough to be talking, you know.”

“I have tea with me right now, I’ll be fine.”

“Good! And you’re welcome, by the way, I was happy to help. You can call me next time too, you know? Instead of asking Akiteru to do it.”

“I told you I thought Yamaguchi was coming over. I didn’t know nii-san asked for you instead.”

“But he did and now you can too! So just, you know, ask.”

“... I don’t like depending on people.”

“I know, Tsukki, but I swear you and Tobio can count on me, okay?”

“You can’t promise that.”

“I can: I promise I’ll be there for you and Tobio. There, just did it.”

“You can’t guarantee that.”

“Maybe not, but I’m gonna try my hardest anyway.”

“... I couldn’t stop you even if I wanted, huh?”

“No.”

“Please stop grinning—I can still hear you.”

“Wanna see it?”

(8:01) *image attached*

“That is the derpiest look I’ve ever seen, oh my god.”

“Glad you like it!”

“...”

“...”

(sigh)

“I. I guess I’ll count on you... sometimes... or whatever.”

“TSUKKIIIII!”

“Don’t yell when you’re on the phone, jeez.”

“I love you!! You can totally count on me!! Tobio too!!”

“Oh god, what have I done? Whatever, it’s late and I have to put Tobio to bed still. Good night, Kuroo-san.”

“‘Night, babe!”

“‘Night... I love you too.”

“TSUUUUKKIIIIIIIII – !!!”

Click.

[ylla]

Say Goodnight

Series: JJBA Characters: Okuyasu Nijimura, Josuke Higashikata Pairing: Okuyasu Nijimura/Josuke Higashikata Tags: mental health issues, nightmares, modern AU, implied/referenced domestic violence Rating: T

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one of my BFFs sent me the prompt “josuoku, keicho was a shitty brother but oku still cared about him, josuke helps him with his Feefees”, because he loves to kill me. which is why this isn’t long, but i liked it enough to post it on here. also gonna point out that this takes place in the current timeline, where theyre finally in college.

speaking of which! send me prompts on here or AO3! or fic trade requests, or ask me about cheers au in general, or just come talk to me! i love to die and be killed!

Having nightmares never a good time.

Okuyasu wasn’t sure how long he’d been in the bathroom. Typically after a bad dream, he would manage to take a walk around the block a time or two, chain-smoking until the tightness in his chest lessened and all of his muscles dully throbbed from being so tense. But when the panic attack was this paralyzing, this overwhelming, the only thing he could manage to do was lay down, ride it out, and try to remember how to breathe.

So, there he was, stripped down to boxer briefs, laying on the cold ass linoleum, trying to count the striations on the ceiling. It kept him present. Usually. It wasn’t working tonight. Not when he could still hear Keicho’s voice echoing in his ears, shrieking about his failures as a brother and human being; a voice that was akin to nails on a chalkboard and the deafening ringing of pipes being hit. Not when he still saw his charred burnt corpse laying there, mouth gaping open in an unnatural way.

Not when he remembered the feeling of hundreds of hot knives slicing down his face.

It took a tremendous amount of effort, but Okuyasu fumbled around for his discarded phone. He needed Josuke.

In the event that calling was impossible, they had come up with a code for ‘I need you’; the thumbs down emoji. It was to never be used for anything that wasn’t its intended purpose, which was to alert the other to go where the sender was and comfort them. It was especially never to be used while flirting (Josuke just preferred sending the eggplant emoji with a bunch of water droplet emojis, topped off with a skull and coffin emoji anyways).

Okuyasu started sending Josuke text after text. He was on his 27th when he mercifully got a response:

J✰☮♡: omw

He spared a glance at the time, and groaned when 3:23 am peered back at him. Both of them had class tomorrow, and he knew for a fact Josuke had to be up at 8 am to make it to his literature class. Okuyasu felt like a dickhead, but he knew Josuke would be pissed if he found out Oku just laid on his bathroom floor all night, unable to fucking breathe instead of calling him like he promised.

After what felt like an eternity, but in reality was only about 10 minutes, Okuyasu heard the front door open. Someone quietly padded up the stairs, turning down the hallway and towards his room, before coming back and gently knocking on the bathroom door.

“Babe?” Okuyasu could only respond with a strangled noise. His eyes were still glued to the ceiling when the door slowly swung open, “Oh, Oku…” was all Josuke said.

A harsh sob tore out of Okuyasu; he quickly clamped a hand over his mouth, ashamed at his sudden outburst. Josuke navigated the tiny bathroom carefully, as to not step on Okuyasu, before plopping down cross-legged beside him, pulling his head into his lap. Oku pressed his face into Josuke’s hands as he wiped away his tears and stroked his hair. They sat like that until Okuyasu was able to get control of his breathing. “Thank you,” he murmured, feeling exhausted.

“S’what I’m here for. Do you feel okay enough to sit up?”

“Yeah, can I get some help?”

With a little maneuvering, Josuke got him up off the floor, and sat him on the toilet. As his boyfriend busied himself running cold water on a washcloth, Oku got a good look at him. Josuke was wearing an old band shirt he pilfered from him, on top of faded grey joggers. His hair was in a messy bun; stray hairs held back an adorable purple headband dotted with gold stars that Okuyasu bought for him forever ago. He looked like he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep; he was the most goddamned beautiful thing Okuyasu has ever seen.

Humming, Josuke pressed the cold washcloth to Oku’s face, “Hold this for me, I’m gonna go make you some tea.”

Okuyasu did what he was told, “I love you.”

“I love you too sunshine,” Josuke smooched the top of his noggin before walking out of the bathroom.

He came back a few minutes later, mug of tea in hand, “Come on, let’s go lay down.”

Okuyasu’s room was a nightmare; his blankets were strewn all over the floor, everything on his nightstand had been knocked into the floor from his panicked flailing upon waking, water all over the floor from a knocked over cup. He felt like crying again. Josuke placed his mug on the desk, ushering Oku into a chair. “I’ll get this picked up,” he snatched up blanket and the ever-faithful Mr. Whiskers from the floor and handed them to Oku, “Drink ya tea.”

If Tomoko knew her son was cleaning a bedroom without being told to, she would probably faint. Blanket wrapped around him, sipping his tea, Okuyasu started to feel a little better. He watched Josuke mutter cuss words under his breath as he wrestled with the covers, sopped up the water, and felt so goddamn lucky.

After everything got cleaned up, Okuyasu dropped down stomach-first onto the bed. He felt Josuke straddle him, then cool hands kneaded lotion onto his back. “You are one big knot, sunshine…” he could hear the frown in Josuke’s voice.

Oku loved back rubs, especially when they led to other kinds of rubbing. This particular one would lead to nothing sexy, which was more than fine, because he was tired and just wanted to feel Josuke’s touch. Nothing was more comforting than Josuke putting his hands on him. Between the tea, Josuke’s soft humming, and his hands on his back, Okuyasu felt himself relaxing, until sleep enveloped him.

“Sorry about last night.”

Okuyasu was still laying on his stomach, his head resting on Mr. Whiskers. Josuke sat beside him, in nothing but his underwear, eating a bowl of Cheerios. He hadn’t checked the time, but Oku figured it was about 10 am. Looked like neither of them was going to their classes.

“Dude, don’t apologize. I want you to call me when ya feel like that. Don’t care how late it is.”

“I gotta, we’re missing class because of this horseshit.”

“Sunshine,” Josuke placed his finished bowl on the nightstand, “I’d rather be here taking care of you, than learning about some dumbass Shakespeare shit.”

As it always did when Josuke used his pet name, Okuyasu went pink in the face. “Don’t deserve how good you are to me,” he responded.

“Yes you do, I don’t give a shit how many times I gotta say it until you believe it,” Josuke laid down, pulling Oku into his arms, smooching his face, “I’ll say it until you’re so goddamned sick of hearing it, you’ll have no choice but to accept it.”

They laid like that for a while, with Okuyasu’s head resting on his boyfriend’s chest. Josuke ran his fingers through his hair, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Not really was what Oku thought. Instead he answered, “Same nightmare I always have. A dead Keicho just reminding how big of a piece of shit I am.”

“You’re not a piece of shit.”

Okuyasu didn’t have it in him to argue. He was just too exhausted. They sat in silence for a little bit before Oku managed to speak again, voice choked with tears, “I loved him, you know?”

“I know.”

“He was such a fucking asshole, but he was the only thing I had.”

“I know he was.” Josuke stopped running his fingers through Oku’s hair long enough to wipe his tears away.

“Every time he’d tell me how fucking worthless I was, or hit me, I’d hate him for it. But, then I’d remember all those times he was good to me, and it just made me feel sick.” Okuyasu paused to gulp down a shaky breath, “I know Keicho deserved what he got, and I know he was a super bastard, but there’s part of me that misses him. Or misses the good parts of him, I guess. There wasn’t any of that left in the end…”

Josuke kissed the top his head, “You didn’t deserve how he treated you—“

“I know.”

“He super didn’t deserve a little brother that still loved and forgave him despite all the fucked up shit he did.” Okuyasu could hear the underlying heat Josuke was trying to keep out of his voice. He was always thankful that Josuke did his best to not fly off the handle when they talked about Keicho. Josuke shifted down so he could look Oku in the eyes, “Okuyasu, I love you. You are a good person, you’re not worthless or an idiot. You deserve everything good in life.” After Josuke managed to kiss away all of his tears, he hopped up, “Let’s go get you some food, then shower because my hair is a tragedy.”

Okuyasu followed suit, “I guess I could go for some Honey Nut Cheerios.”

“They don’t call it Honey Nut Cheerios anymore,” Josuke bent over to pick up his shirt, “It’s just Honey Cheerios now.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, now you gotta add your own.”

It took him a few seconds to get it. When he did, Oku shoved him, “You fucker! Don’t talk about my cereal like that!”

Josuke cackled as he slid his shirt on, “Don’t worry baby, I got you covered—“

“EW!! STOP TALKING ABOUT JIZZING IN MY FOOD!!”

All he got was a sly grin, “Who said I was talking about food?”

Okuyasu started sputtering; Josuke gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek then an obnoxious wink before skittering downstairs. Struggling to pull his clothes on quickly, Okuyasu grumbled to himself, “We’ll just have to see about that…” before following his lovely, pesky boyfriend downstairs.

He really was a lucky guy.