#work started piling up idk what to say 😭😭

[aceisferal]

Ay gang I MIGHT have forgotten completely about the Beskar Blooms fic… erm I’ll be getting back to that soon my apologies

[si1verghosts]

Hi!

3. A kiss on the forehead😌

helloooo dear anon!! i am sorry this took so long i could not for the life of me figure out to write but then ! i wrote this on the 4th and i realized it could work... maybe... sorta. this may not be what you were expecting/wanting but there's forehead kisses in there.... somewhere 🫡 also, if u are not american i apologize for giving you a july 4th fic 😭 but the holiday is relatively inconsequential here like theres no patriotism it's just a backdrop if u know what i mean.... anyway, i hope u enjoy <33

you taste like the 4th of july

di leon s. kennedy x fem reader (no use of y/n)

wc: 3.5k

18+ | cw: mentions of drinking | tw: thoughts about death and dying

tags: established relationship; fluff (i guess??); slight changes to canon to suit author's headcanons

read on ao3

a/n: for the past few months i've been working on this very insane multi-chap post di leon fic 😵‍💫 this was written with that in mind But does not have a place in that story... probably.... idk!!! either way, i think it can be read as a standalone just fine

additionally, there is a scene in here where leon picks the reader up. i would just like to say like... he gets thrown into concrete walls on a biweekly basis and gets up and walks it off without issue so i think he can lift anyone no matter their size or shape!!

not beta read or proofread - sorry if any of it is gibberish i've had a wicked migraine the past few days... will maybe attempt to proofread once i can see correctly again 🚬🧍‍♀️regardless, all mistakes are my own

i do not own leon or any other resi character mentioned, etc etc, please don't sue me <3

please do not use my work to train any sort of AI chatbot and/or writing generator.

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"It was a good day, wasn't it?" Leon asks, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as you stand over the patio table, cleaning up the abandoned plates and platters.

You hum. It was; a beautiful, cloudless July 4th, spent with Leon's friends in the backyard of your home. The only ones missing were Ashley and Ingrid; the former having a standing family commitment and the latter planning to spend her holiday on the beach, away from the country and your fiancé.

Typically, Chris hosted the Independence Day cookout, but Leon offered up your new home as this year's venue, citing your in-ground pool and the plenty of extra space you have for guests to stay. In reality, he just wanted the chance to out-grill Chris - he'd been preparing since Memorial Day; testing different spice and sauce combinations as well as stocking your freezer full of large cuts of meat.

He'd started before you were even awake, chopping and seasoning in the kitchen, slowly loading up the smoker. You'd joined him on the patio a few hours later, watching from your pool floaty as he poked and prodded at various things.

You don't even eat meat, didn't know the whole thing was so involved, but you did enjoy the view; worn blue jeans hugging his frame as he crouched to check a thermometer.

You had taken a short break from the water, tying up lights and setting a few little decorations around before your guests arrived. Rebecca was the first, tucking her jugs of pre-made cocktail and platter of deviled eggs into your fridge before joining you on the patio.

Chris wasn't far behind, unloading two coolers filled with beer and containers of homemade potato and pasta salads. He'd handed one off to you, grinning, "Claire made one just for you this year."

You'd thanked him, making another attempt to get him to share his family's recipes with you. It was futile, you probably couldn't even waterboard it out of either of them.

Claire had arrived on her motorcycle shortly after, pulling a bundle of fireworks out of her saddlebags. "Sorry I'm late," she said - even though she wasn't - dumping the pile on the ground, thankfully far away from the grill. "Had to stop for these."

Leon had crouched down to inspect them, listening intently as Claire told him about all the different varieties she'd purchased while you relaxed back into the pool.

Sherry arrived next, Jake trailing behind her. She'd left both him and her bags of chips at the table, giving Leon and Claire quick hugs before immediately joining you in the water.

She'd slipped in right beside your floaty, grabbing your hand to get a look at your engagement ring - she'd yet to see it, having been so busy with work. Her eyes widened at the ring as she pushed her sunglasses up to rest on top of her head, "Leon picked this out? Our Leon? Leon Kennedy? Are you sure?"

You'd giggled at her astonishment, "Ashley helped him out; took him to one of her favorite jewelers."

"I should've guessed," She nods. "For my 20th Birthday, he bought me this crazy cute pink tennis bracelet and I was like, 'no way you picked this out alone.' He fessed up that he got a little help from a friend named Ashley.

"At the time, I thought it was just some girlfriend - or hoped, I guess. Back then, I spent a lot of time hoping that Claire and Leon weren't just… working; I liked to think they were taking time for themselves, that they were happy," she had trailed off then, looking off to the tree line behind your house for a minute. Blinking the mist from her eyes, she shrugged, continuing on, "Anyways, I'm thankful to Ash for that bracelet, it was there with me though… a lot. And I'm thankful to you for making him happy, like I always wanted him to be."

With that, you slid off the float to give her a hug, holding her tight as you whispered your thanks. You had worked to bite back your tears - if she didn't cry, neither would you.

Luckily, Jill had walked in a few seconds later, providing a distraction in the form of the most ridiculously large watermelon. "Hey, Kennedy," she shouted, pulling Leon out of his conversation with Claire as she gestured to the melon tucked under her arm. "Can't burn this, can I?"

Leon had thrown his head back with a laugh - in previous years, Jill had always brought boxed brownies with extra crispy edges and Leon invariably had to make a comment about them. "I don't know," he had shrugged, "When it comes to you, Valentine, I'll never say never."

Jill had reared the watermelon back, acting as if she was going to throw it at him. Leon had thrown his arms up, shielding his face, causing everyone to crumble into laughter at the scene.

"It was nice," you agree, reaching to pick up the barong machete he had given Jill when she asked for a knife to cut the melon. "We do have kitchen knives, you know," you scold mockingly, gently waving the blade around.

"I know," he says, releasing you to reach around and pluck the machete out of your hand. "It's good to exercise these every once in a while, though."

You roll your eyes at him, "It's a machete, Leon, not a horse."

He waves you off, slipping through the patio door to wash the blade in the kitchen sink. You take the opportunity to speed clean, knowing it'll be a much harder task once he returns and wraps his arms back around you.

Thankfully everyone had taken care of their own plates and cups - they'd tried to stay and do more but you had ushered them out of the backyard, wanting Chris, Sherry and Jake to depart before the traffic picked up with the crowds leaving the city following the fireworks shows. Jill, Claire and Rebecca had taken up on your offer to stay, at least, piling into your guest rooms. You were glad to have them, secretly plotting to drag them to brunch once you all woke.

You finish piling the platters as Leon makes his way back outside. Before he can get his hands on you and derail your progress, you point to the stack, "Take those inside."

He frowns, "Can't it just wait until tomorrow?"

"We'll get ants; come on, five minutes and it'll be done."

He sighs, but doesn't protest further, carrying the heavy plates inside as you follow him with the utensils. You stack everything by the sink before turning to him, "Is there any of Becca's cocktail left?"

He cocks his brow, tilting his head, "You really want to try that again?"

It's a valid question - you had given it a go earlier and despite everyone's warnings to take it easy, you had thrown back a large mouthful right off the bat. You ended up wincing in pain, "Fuck, that burns. What'd you put in there, Becca?"

She'd shrugged, "Oh, you know, a splash of this, a splash of that. And," she teased, drawing out the vowel, "A bit of my own creation."

"Your own creation…" You had muttered, trailing off before it hit you, "Test tube alcohol?"

She had giggled, grinning, "Takes some getting used to."

You had tried another, much tinier sip. You were able to enjoy the sweetness of the juice for a moment before the burn kicked in again, causing you to curse once more, louder.

Leon had shifted his attention from Chris to you at your exclamation. Seeing the jug of Rebecca's cocktail in front of you on the table, he quickly pieced together what was happening, calling over to Rebecca from his place by the grill, "You trying to kill my fiancé, Becks?"

"Absolutely not; that'd be a stupid thing for me to do," she'd shot back. "She's the only one who can keep you in line, and we kind of like you like that."

"Well," you start, rolling the word around your mouth, "No. But yes - there's gotta be some sort of trick to it, right? Everyone else drank it just fine."

"The trick is," he starts, voice low, reaching out to grab ahold of your hips, "To not drink it. Let me make you some tea instead."

"Fine," you pout, relaxing into his grip, not bothering to argue - tea won't make you hate yourself in the morning.

He moves his hands from your hips, sliding his fingertips along your spine. "Go wait outside," he says, releasing you with a featherlight kiss to your forehead, "I'll bring it out."

With a brush of your lips against his cheek in thanks, you slip away from him, heading back out to the backyard and pulling off your shorts, settling onto the ledge of the shallow end of the pool. The air has cooled with the setting of the sun, becoming a comforting warmth instead of an overbearing heat. You dip your legs into the water, thankful you insisted on having a pool when you and Leon were house hunting.

Someone is still setting off fireworks; they're a few miles away, though - you can hear them more than you can see them. Resting back on your palms, you close your eyes, imagining what bursts of color may be accompanying each sound.

Leon joins you a few minutes later - just after the fireworks had died down - sporting his swim shorts and carrying your tea. He bends, setting the mug next to you with a kiss to your temple, nosing at your hair. "Earl Grey," he reports before drawling, "How terribly unpatriotic of you."

"You going to arrest me for treason, Agent Kennedy?" You laugh, reaching up to squeeze his thigh below the hem of his shorts. "You're the one who made it; they'd nail you as an accomplice."

He falls into a crouch, leg muscles bunching under the pads of your fingertips as he shifts closer to touch his lips on your cheek. "They can hang us together, then," he remarks, voice a bit too serious for it to be just a joke. "Side by side, off the same branch."

You sit back just enough to get your eyes focused on him, reaching your other hand out to thumb at his bottom lip. "Dulce et decorum est pro cor mori," you whisper, tacking on a hum in question.

He cocks his head at the unfamiliar words, nipping at your nail playfully, "English please, baby."

You consider him for a moment, the translation of the true phrase running through your mind; how sweet and honorable it is to die for one's country. The old lie, it's come to be known as - fittingly.

It's a similar sentiment to one that's grown to become your fear; that he'll die for the sake of the country, under orders from the government, believing it was his duty.

But you think your spin on it may be true; would be willing to find out.

You don't want to weigh him down with the thought, though, choosing to reel him in for a kiss instead. "I love you," is the answer you settle on, laying the words down right on his tongue.

He seems content with your translation - the method of delivery likely having something to do with it - humming into your mouth. He kisses you back lazily for a long, languid moment before he pulls away, "As much as I'm enjoying this, I've been wanting to get in there all day," he says, nodding his head towards the water.

"Go," you chuckle, giving him a gentle push away from you with the hand still resting along his face.

He lays another quick peck against your lips before standing, padding around the edge to the steps. He pauses for a moment to pull his shirt over his head, skin honeyed under the soft glow of the lights you'd hung around the patio.

A second later, he slips under the surface without hesitation; kicking off the steps, moving quickly to the deep end. He almost shimmers as he glides along the floor of the pool, the rippling of the gentle waves he'd created making him seem like some sort of mirage as he passes by you.

He comes up for air once he hits the far wall, tossing his hair back, smoothing the water from his eyes. He doesn't rest long, though, beginning to swim short laps across the width of the deep end.

You observe him, sipping your tea slowly, appreciating the way his back and arms work with each stroke. He continues long enough for you to nearly drain your cup, stopping short when another trio of fireworks set off in the distance.

Setting your mug down, you eye him, preparing to slip into the pool to soothe him if you have to, but he relaxes once he connects the sound to the flashes in the sky. The tension that had flooded the line of his shoulders drains into the water as he shifts to wade backward, moving closer to where you sit.

You finish off your drink as he starfishes out across the surface of the water, floating just a few feet in front of you. You wonder if you could use him as a floaty, pinning up a note in your brain to try it out sometime.

"I'm glad you insisted on a pool, sweetheart," he sighs, breaking your companionable silence.

You hum, pleased, kicking your legs out gently and causing the water to lap against his skin. More fireworks sound out; he doesn't tense this time, but he does get his feet back under himself, moving to where you sit along the ledge.

Sliding his hands up your legs, he pillows his head in your lap, wet hair fanning out across your thighs. You shift your weight back onto your right hand, laying the other along his jaw. His eyes flutter closed as you brush your thumb along his cheekbone and the scar that runs beneath it.

He picks at the tie of your bathing suit absentmindedly, tugging at the strings when you slide your hand into his hair, scratching at his scalp. "Sherry said something to me earlier."

He makes a noise urging you to elaborate, not bothering to open his eyes.

"She told me that when she was younger, she hoped that you and Claire were living your lives; that you were doing more than just working, you know? She said she wanted you guys to be happy," you explain, working to keep your voice even.

He cracks his eyes open, picking his head up to watch you as you continue. "She thanked me," you swallow thickly, "for making you happy, like she always wanted you to be."

He smiles at your words, and it's a beautiful thing. You still get all twisted up inside with how gorgeous he is; neurons overclocking themselves with the thrill of being the subject of his attention.

"I owe you a thank you, too, baby," he starts, pausing to nose at your wrist.

"You don't owe me anything, Leon," you tug at his damp strands still between your fingers, highlights catching the yellow glow from the lights around the patio.

"I do," he says, the words sending a jolt through you. You never intended on getting married, yet here you are now, eager to hear the phrase on the altar.

He kisses the thin skin of your wrist, lips lingering as if he can feel the thrum of your heartbeat; knows that the pace has picked up under his affection. "All this," he pulls back, taking a hand off you to gesture to the pool; the backyard; the house; to you. "It's something I never thought I'd get.

"Sherry's right - you're behind basically every bit of happiness I have now, sweetheart; I owe it all to you." He reaches up, untangling your grip from his hair, thumbing gently at the ring he put there, "Thank you."

You can't respond verbally, will burst into tears if you do. In lieu of speech, you lean forward, pressing your lips against his insistently.

He seems to get the message; understands that the pleasure is all yours, that you'd give him anything and everything you can - knowing he'd do the same for you.

He gets his arms back around you, continuing your kiss as he lifts you from the edge of the pool and into the water with him. You wrap your legs around his waist, safe and secure in his hold.

His teeth catch along your bottom lip and the neighbors down the street set off fireworks, the bright bursts of color painting your backyard in reds and blues and greens and oranges. The sparks reflect off the surface of the water as he slides his nose against yours and not for the first time, you think this may all be a dream. Maybe you died four years ago and this whole thing has been some sort of afterlife; you aren't sure you'd done anything worth this treatment, though.

Maybe it's more supernatural in origin; an intricate hallucination weaved by a Djinn that's got you chained up in some dark, damp basement as it feeds off your blood. Or maybe you just went crazy and the pool is actually a padded room, Leon's mouth against yours a product of your mind working to distract itself from your reality.

Whatever the case may be, it certainly feels real when he shifts his hold on you, hoists you up higher to get at your neck, laying kisses up and down the column of your throat, nipping at your jaw.

But before he can venture much further, the neighbor's fireworks show grows into an extravaganza, the relentless popping and bursting becoming a nuisance, shattering the illusion of your teeny-boppy movie moment.

"Jeez," Leon mutters, breath hot against the saliva cooling on your skin, causing you to shudder. "Did they buy out a whole tent?"

"Did you check that Claire actually went to bed?" You ask, shaking yourself free of his hold. "She could've joined them; brought everything I wouldn't let her set off here."

He hums, letting you down into the water, considering your words - even though you said it as a joke, it certainly is a possibility. You seem to come to this realization at the same time, eyes narrowing at each other as the spray of fireworks continues overhead. "We should…" He starts, nodding towards the stairs.

"Yeah," you agree, already beginning to move.

You pause to grab your towels, wrapping your own around yourself, throwing the other over Leon's shoulders when you catch up to him at the patio door. Stepping inside, you hear someone knocking around your kitchen.

Luckily, it's Claire. She steps back from the cabinet she'd been rifling through to face you and Leon with a frown. "Isn't this shit ridiculous?" She remarks, pointing to the ceiling in reference to the fireworks.

"You're one to talk, Claire," Leon shoots back. "Didn't you just set off about five hundred dollars worth of them in my backyard a few hours ago?"

"Yes, a few hours ago," she reiterates. "Nothing should be set off after the show at the Capitol is finished - after that, you're done; you missed your shot; better luck next year."

"Exactly," you nod in agreement at her reasoning, "They should put you in charge."

She grins at your words, moving to continue on, but Leon cuts in before she can start; "What is it that you were clawing through my cabinets for?"

She sighs, displeased with his interruption, setting her hands on her hips. "Where do you keep the ibuprofen?"

Leon shoos her out of the way, padding across the kitchen to get the medicine himself. Claire relents without argument, attention immediately shifting back to you as she leans over the counter. "So," she wiggles her eyebrows, "It seems like that pool was a good investment, huh?"

You bite at your lip, ears burning with embarrassment that she'd seen you and Leon necking in the water like teenagers - even though you shouldn't be flustered; it is your house, after all.

Leon sets the bottle of ibuprofen and a glass of water down in front of Claire, annoyance evident with the way he uses a bit more force than really necessary, causing the items to clack against the marble.

"What?" Claire questions, glaring at him. "It was cute."

Leon huffs in response, unable to hide the flush that crawls up his neck at her words. You can't help the giggle that bubbles out of you, enjoying the way they bicker like siblings.

Claire leaves Leon to stew, tossing you a grin as she collects the bottle and glass, bidding you goodnight once more before she leaves the kitchen.

You move around the counter to Leon, steps careful in an effort not to slip on the water that has dripped off him and onto the tile. The neighbors must've ran out of fireworks while you were distracted by Claire as it's silent when you wrap your arms around him, tucking your face into his neck. "Still a good day?" You ask, voice muffled against his skin.

He slings an arm around you, fingers fanning out along the small of your back, "Still a good day."

[forgeofthenine]

Sorry for adding to your pile of requests 😭 quick question: so like how many requests can one person give before it gets annoying 🙈🙈

What do you think of post-game Tav hyping up Dammon’s forge saying it’s the reason they could beat the absolute. OR OR some jealousy HCs but specifically for late Act 2 when Tav sees Dammon lowkey flirt with Karlach/mutual pining shit.

One or the other! IDK I can��t get this man out of my head.

When my requests are open? Absolutely fair game, especially for great requests like this. While I like the idea of the first one, the second prompt gave me more to work with and is similar to an idea I've had in mind since I first made this blog. I hope you enjoy and send in more requests when they open back up :)

When you get jealous of Dammon 'flirting' with Karlach

You'd been travelling with your group for a few months now, all of you growing closer and forming bonds in your own way with each other and the others you've run into

One person you feel you've had quite the connection with is the handsome tiefling blacksmith Dammon

Now you're all here in the shadow cursed lands it's the perfect time to reconnect with the charming man, particularly as you take Karlach and some infernal metal to him

He'd always been friendly with you, smiling and offering discounts on his wares, his calm and confident demeanor drawing you in

Soon you found yourself spending more time with Dammon, joining him for a drink once his work was done for the day or bringing him new materials you found while traversing the wilderness

It didn't take long for you to fall for the tiefling

What you didn't expect was the way he'd look at Karlach, the subtle flirting as he worked on fixing her infernal engine

You could feel your own heart break as the visit went on, even Karlachs endless excitement at being able to touch others didn't cheer you up after she held Dammons hand

However, Karlach was oblivious to the way you excused yourself as soon as you could, ducking out of the forge and leaving to go have space

And you were oblivious to the way Dammon asked Karlach if she knows how he might win you over

What you'd misconstrued as flirting was just a genuine sense of excitement on Dammons part to work with the rare substance again, and his stumbling over words was his failed attempt of trying to avoid flirting

There's no way for you to know that though, as you look out over the water and cuddle with Scratch

Things carry on much like normal from then, other than you avoiding Dammon and Karlachs endless excitement over being able to touch others

It only took a few days for the blacksmith to wonder what's keeping you, though initially he tried to brush it off as you being busy keeping everyone alive, and he must admit he misses you

After a week he left his forge to try and find you, however he found Karlach first and surely she'll know where you are

You come back to your campsite only to see the two speaking, stopping right in your tracks until Karlach waves to you, and you turn heel and leave

Dammon doesn't know what's going on in your mind, but he seems to realise part of what's happening by now, quickly taking chase and calling your name

You eventually find yourself stuck in a dead end, only you and Dammon around as he catches up and tries to catch his breath

It's a hard conversation for him to start, asking why you're avoiding him with the cutest frown on his face

His frown only deepens at any comments you might make about him preferring Karlach

It takes the both of you a short while to work through the miscommunication, neither of you realising the others feelings at first

Once Dammon does reveal his feelings to you, trying to assure you he doesn't want Karlach, it's easier to reveal your own in turn

Once you two resolve things though, it's easy to fall back into your old routine

Except this time it includes you and Dammon sneaking many more kisses when the others aren't looking

[fallingforel]

Love your work!!, could you please do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.”

louis fluff - something happens to y/n and the 1D boys comfort her till lou gets there and then says that line and lovey stuff!! absolutely love for protective louis shots😭

request: could you do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.” with louis fluff please! like something happens to y/n and the other boys find her crying or scared and comfort her until louis shows up and he gets protective and just showers her in comfort words and gestures or something! i live for protective lou🥲 sorry if that’s all over the place i don’t word things great😭

A/N of course I can lovelys, this is probably gonna be one of my favourite requests to write so thank you

warnings: panic attack, mentions of death, mentions of cancer, hypochondria, mentions of shootings, parent death, PTSD attack, Mentions of claustrophobia, mentions of smoking (is that even one idk 😅😅)

words: 773

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I always have been panic attack prone my whole life, well since my mum had been in a freak accident of being shot at in a supermarket here in the U.K I was with her but the shooter only shot at my mum and not me. it was very rare to be shot at in the U.K. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and you were very lucky to escape it my dad always tells me Though I think it's only to keep me from having anxiety attacks when I think back to it I was 10 when it happened so I was old enough to understand what had happened, even when I didn't want to. My dad had since then bought my brothers and me up. I had met Louis when we both worked in Toys R us and we hit it off instantly and I had signed him up for x-factor after our first date in a karaoke bar in leeds we made a whole day trip to leeds for our first date.

I could feel one coming on as soon as Harry, niall and I got back to the tour bus. We had all gone out for food. Zayn, Liam and Louis had stayed behind to smoke cigarettes so Niall Harry and I had opted to go back to the tour bus. Sometimes I smoke but I was too full and had a headache all day. I think the headache caused it, I also have hypochondria so this hightens my PTSD because I think I have cancer or something and then I panic and it leads into a full anxiety attack. They are never pretty but Louis' there through all of them and knows exactly how to calm me down when I'm going through them.

My breathing quickens "y/n/n are you okay? You look really pale." Niall asks but I barely hear it before I'm dropping to the floor and crying "shit. y/n, can you focus on my voice for me?" Harry says. But in amongst the ringing its very hard to make out My breathing quickens again and I start to shake. "shit, Ni call Louis tell him to come back. It's one of the worse ones" the ringing loudens before I'm squinting my eyes shut and saying "STOP MAKE IT STOP DONT SHOOT!"

A few minutes of ringing and my sobs fill the air before Louis taps on my chest "Hey darling, You're okay. Focus on the tapping can you do that for me?" he asks me which I nod to. "good darling keep doing that for me"

-LOUIS POV-

"Harry can you take her jumper off for me I need to keep tapping her chest I can't do it myself" He nods and is quick to do so "what now?" "get her pyjamas from my bunk shes gonna want to change, she's all sweaty. Niall can you get a cold glass of water and a cold wet flannel aswell, she's burning up she's stressed. After that can you all leave the room. Just leave everything In a pile next to me I'll sort it out, she needs space this is making everything worse, the cramped tour bus doesnt help. just all wait outside please." They are all quick to nod and do as I have said.

As soon as everyone is off the tour bus I'm stripping her out of her top and pulling mine off too and pulling her close to me so we can do skin to skin

"right, now darling focus on my breathing can you do that for me breathe with me In. two three four. Out, two three four. Good girl thats it keep doing that for me. I've got you" and she follows enough so that she's calm and her breath is back to normal.

"What even happened babe?" I say "Headache, you know my hypochondria aggrivates the PTSD I think that I've got cancer then I'm going to die and then I think of death then my mum then the day it all went down"

"I see, I see. I knew I should've gone with you, knew something bad would happen the moment you left my side."

"No, don't be so silly. It would've happened either way. I would've calmed down eventually whether you were here or not"

"No you wouldn't have"

"Lou, Babe. don't blame yourself you nor I can control when they happen you know that. Dont be so silly. I know you'll always be there when they stop You've got me always."

" i know, I've got you, always darling"

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[pandoraroid]

The Pack Wedding 💥💥💥💗💥

reaction rambles bc yes

please keep in mind this is meant to be lighthearted i love these men with all my heart n life n soul

THIS IS 43 MINUTES IM SO SCARED WHY CANT I PRESS THE VIDEO this is too much nervousness for seven in the morning im dead

DAVEEEYYYYY HIIIIIII GMORNING MWAAAA

"it's the pack everything's gonna go crazy." bro it's the SHAW pack what does that say about you hm 🤔 /j i love you david 

"reception's gonna be a solstice party on steriods" I SNORTED SO DAMN LOUD 😭

now should be a good time to say that part of the reason why i like redacted so much is because it's so funny and lines like that do it for me every single time.

"i love you angel so very much" BOOGSH 💥 im so in love with you david shaw 

i think bro's in love with us guys idk 

"beautiful... you.." NO YOU 🫵 david we are not doing this back in forth in the morning JUST ACCEPT IT

he's triggering my cuteness/love aggression SO FUCKING SAPPY I LUV U MWAH

"you fucking menace c'mere" HIS LAUGH OMFG GOOD FUCKINH MORNINGGGG

IS ASHER NEXT PLEASE TELL ME HE'S NEXT 

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

"oh fuck it's the day" me just this morning

"asher breathe we're good you've been training for this your whole life" ELABORATE???? id love to know how exactly youve been training for this asher

"it's our wedding day. holy shit it's our wedding day. i'm gonna be a husband." KILLL MEEE RIGHT NOW I CAN HEAR HIM SMILEEE OMFG WEAR THAT SHIT WITH PRIDE ASHER

"i've always been husband material look at what we're working with" KILL ME RIGHT NOW /pos baabe smacking him though HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

id kiss you for the rest of my life asher

laughing against/while kissing THIS MAN WANTS ME DEAD

"say how much time do we have before we meet everybody in the lobby" LET THEM FUCKING WAIT

MILO AND SAM???? OH MY GOD???? (should go without fucking saying but... drive safe..... please...)

in my head: sam is driving. david's shotgun. ash & milo are in the back. just because. >> BRO I WAS RIGHT????

darlin driving in another car with the other mates??? that... isnt what i think it is.... is it......

david sounds so tired of their bs HAHAHA "rounded out with a little traditional opinion from them of all people" DARLIN FIGHT BACK

"hey we're fun too, right?" ASHER PLEASE

"well let's see: we've got a grouchy grandpa drivin us-" 

"hey." 

"at least he didn't call you cowboy." BRO

"now don't you start." 

"and we got the grumpy alpha."

"i'm not grumpy. just preoccupied."

"right. right." bros didnt even try to sound convinced

"we're fun." 

"asher. we spent your bachelor party playing destiny 2." 

"and smash!" 

"oh my mistake."

this entire conversation. peak.

"i dont even wanna imagine what chaos those four are getting up to piled in one vehicle." OH WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO SAM 

DEAD ASS SILENCE I LOVE IT i cant fycking breathe this is too funny.

in my head, they were definitely arguing over directions. or darlin's driving, or making fun of the other car.

wait darlin what

"or you'll likely end up staring down the maw of my own beautiful mate-" SAMUEL COLLINS

"oh move it mr. wedding day" WHY DOES THAT SOUND SO GOOD

"and fix your hair."

"it's suppose to look like this!"

"are you trying to look like you got married in a wind tunnel?" BRO NOT ON HIS WEDDING DAY 💀

sam encouraging milo omgomg

"you talk more than anyone i know. and i know asher." AHAHHAHAHAHAHA

"is my tie on straight?" 

"is it ever?" is the one wearing it straight /jjjj

david helping him with his tie someone kill me right now

GABE'S CHILI RECIPE WHAT

"why did you pick me?" OH SHIT

i seriously just listened and payed attention to their conversation so no thoughts head empty only them

"what really mattered in a beta was having a person that was the other side of your coin."

"i picked you because you were the one person i trusted more than anyone else. you made me feel safe at a time more than i couldve explained. you were everything i wasnt. where i was distant you were outgoing. where i was rough you were warm. where i was analytical you were intuitive. you're the other side of my coin. you always have been. so it never mattered to me what anyone else thought of what i needed in a beta because they didnt know me. i did. you did. and i needed the person that was right for me not for anybody else."

i couldve typed out everything david said but THIS!!!! I WAS SOBBING!!!! THEY ARE THE OTHER SIDE OF OTHER'S COIN NEVER FORGET THAT!!!!!!!! their vows to each other fr

this is wrecking me THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH

"you're too hard on yourself too."

"well we had to have something in common other than destiny and smash bros, right?" the range of friendship everyone 

THEYRE HOLDING BACK TEARS IN THIS ONE TRUST ME 

my heart felt so heavy in this WHY

"i think you're the best fucking beta i could have ever asked for. i think you're the besy friend i could have ever asked for. i deserved most of the time."

aaaanndd got heavier 😁

GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG

"i just feel bad that i'm going to be up there looking this good y'know people are going to get confused on whose wedding day it really is." EAT EM UP SWEETHEART (i meant milo but them too ofc)

"do we get a step stool for behind the podium?" HAHSHAHAHAHHA THE CONCERN IN HIS VOICE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

"i love you milo"

"i love you too asshole" CRYING 

"thank you for doing this milo"

"i got you. always." ALWAYS.

CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY 

"when i was asked by my friends to officiate their unions, i only had one question for them: how much does it pay?" ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS

im really listening on this part so head empty.

oohh asher (i think it's asher) laughing through baabe's vows IS SO SWEET I LOVE YOU AND I ALWAYS WILL

OH DAVID GETTING CHOKED UP ON ANGEL'S VOWS KILL ME

"you're the best part of me. and i'll spend the rest of our lives showing that i'm worthy of that." oh david shaw you dont even have to try

"i now pronounce you all married the-the pairs of you to each other not all together" OH THEY ARE NEVER GOING TO LET HIM LIVE THAT DOWN

THE KISSES OMMMGGGKFHEKHEJSS 

CONGRATULATIONS ANGEL & DAVID

CONGRATUALTIONS BABE & ASHER MWAAAAAAAAHH TO ALL OF YOUUU

[iloveolderman0]

Yandere Josef?? 🤔

Yes sir! He will be alpha male 💀

I was actually wondering what type of yandere he will be but I’m not sure, idk if he might be a weird one or not but ehh Let’s try!

NOTICE ME

Yandere!Josef x Gn!reader

!Warnings! Josef being a yandere, Obsessive love, unhealthy relationship, kidnapping & more!

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- When you decided to be his camera person He was happy that he had someone to record him and to end up in the record pile

- but that all changed when you met in person

- He was gobsmacked and scratched the plan he originally made

- Once he got to know you and you introduced yourself to him he did the same when you guys were walking in his house ( like the scene he did with Sarah)

- he did try to scare you but if it worked he will be so happy about and if it didn’t work he will be like oh… whoopsies

- When you also questioned his job experience he just flat out ignored you

- The more time you stayed there to record him the more weirder, more clingy and obsessive he became

- Once it was time for you to leave he took you to a spot, through the woods which did give you a bad feeling but you ignored it

- You we’re taken so far into woods you don’t even know how long you have been walking until he stopped and turned around to face you

- You still had the camera in your hand and it was pointed at him still, You were confused and had a bad feeling and your gut was telling you to leave

- He expressed how he loved you and how much you make him feel needed and how you guys are like wolves

- he went into detail about the wolf thing and yeah even about the mating stuff 😭

- you looked at him like he was insane and you got second hand in embarrassment from the wolf talk

- you caught him off at some point when he was getting into more detail about what he wants to have with you and what he wants to do to you

- You told him nicely that you didn’t want to be with him and you apologised

- When you were about to leave he knocked you out with a rock and dragged or carried your body to the cabin

- When you woke up, you had a chain around your ankle and arm to prevent you from escaping or doing anything that might harm him or yourself

- It was hell and torture, You were stuck with a man you didn’t even love

- He never forced you to do anything you didn’t want to do, but he did force you to eat and drink

- Whenever you did try to escape he did get mad at you

- He started to get weird and said to you that you were his mate, his lover and you know where this is going

- you looked at him disgusted and uncomfortable by his presence and what he just talked about

- He just want you to love him back and if you keep saying no he just shows you a clip of killing people that he had as a camera person

- He just wants you and only, just love him back!

- he always reminds you that you’re his and he doesn’t care if you keep denying it

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Thank you so much for sending this in! I feel like Josef will be the type of one to kidnap you tho, He’s a little bit weird but you don’t care he’s your little pookie bear 🐻

[monalovesstarsz]

Maybe we could

Genre: Non idol au and idk what else to say 😭

Pairings: Shy sick sunghoonxchronic illness shy y/n (I clearly don't know how to do this)

Summary: Y/n starts to spend a lot of time in a hospital due to her health and its super lonely until she meets sunghoon and they agree to try their best to live as regular teens.

Warnings: uhh I'm not totally sure but illnesses, thoughts of death, hospitals, depression, mentions of death (probably)

Not proof read and I was like half asleep when I wrote this.. 😭

Chapter 1

You slowly opened your eyes. For some reason you didn't really remember what last happened. Once your vision fully came back you realized that you weren't in your room. It was pretty cold causing a shiver to run up your spine. You finally realized where you were. You were in a hospital room. You tried to remember what had happened. You woke up with a terrible headache but today was the day you finally had returned to school. You met up with Danielle and eventually the others joined you. You walked to your math class with jay and Hanni. Then you were walking with Danielle to your p.e class. It has all come back. Some dumb boy threw a stupid football too hard in your exact direction while you were standing on a bench causing you to fall and hit your head on the concrete floor. In Front of your whole p.e class. Potentially even more kids has seen you since it was passing period. You were incredibly embarrassed. You know how many popular kids you passed out in front of? You were about to continue with your mental rant except you had noticed that you had an IV and a feeding tube. Wait why exactly did you have a feeding tube? How long had you been here?

A while later a doctor came into your room, and introduced himself ad Mr.Lee. He then asked you some questions. He also explained that you had been in a coma for Two and a half weeksYou felt your heart drop to the bottom or your stomach. Two and a half weeks. How many days did you miss? All that school work must be piling up by now. Your grades your poor grades! You were thinking about this all without realizing Mr.lee had been calling your name, but suddenly a ringing sound accompanied by a sharp pain in the left side of your head causing you to hold your head in your hands.

"Y/n? Y/n!"

It went away as quickly as a it came

"Miss Y/n what was that? How do you feel?"

He said his tone full of concern

"I'm okay now but it was like a super loud ringing noise and a sharp pain on the left side of my head."

"I believe that was the side that you fell on when that ball hit you. It was a pretty harsh fall especially since you were at a distance from the ground. I think that was just a side affect that will go away as time passes."

After that he gave you a bag with your belongings. You searched for your phone and you texted the group chat that contained Danielle, Hanni, jay and Jake. You told them that you had woken up and you were wondering when you could go home but you got too scared to ask Mr.Lee before he left. They were glad you were finally woke up. When Mr.lee came back you asked him and he had let you know that they were conducting more thorough tests and that you needed to stay for further examination.

A few weeks had past and you still weren't out. You were getting bored and worried about your school work.

"Mr.Lee my mom asked me to ask you when I would be able to leave?"

"Miss y/n we were looking at your tests and we saw something but we still don't know what so we will have you keep you here for further examination, but don't worry Y/n we are trying our best to see what's up with you."

"Oh okay thanks you doctor."

Great there was something wrong with you after all and now you would be missing even more school. You decided to ask your friends to bring you your school work to the hospital so you could at least spend your time doing that. This day you didn't feel your best not even close but you were so bored. You asked your nurse if you could possibly go on a walk which she agreed to. You mentioned to her that you didn't feel great so she offered you a wheelchair. You agreed because why not at least your be able to get out of your room. You considered yourself lucky as your nurse was pretty young and acted more like your friend then a lady you took care of you. As she pushed you around the hospital you guys talked about random topics.

"Your pretty you for a nurse right?"

"oh not really I mean yeah I guess so but lately these days a lot of young people become nurses."

"I see."

"y'know how long it's been since I've talked to someone around my age? I'm glad I can talk to you!"

"Me too, Giselle! Not gonna lie but I was pretty nervous to talk to you at first not that your intimidating but I don't know y'know? Does that even make sense?" You said as you giggled

"Oh I could tell y/n but I could tell you were just shy that's all I'm glad you didn't run away when I first talked to you it looked like you were so scared when I finally did" she said as laughed at your behavior the first few days of your stay at the hospital.

You were laughing along with her until you you guys got to the lounge. You stopped laughing because you saw some guy who sat by a window looking out. He was really pale and tall. He had this mysterious aura to him. You wondered why he was here. You didn't notice how long you were staring until he eventually looked your way and you guys made long awkward eye contact. His eyes were pretty. You looked away once you came back to your senses. You sat a bit far from him. Giselle covered your view of him sadly.

"You were staring soo hard y/n.." Gisellse said it through her smile.

"Was I really? I didn't mean to I swear!! I just thought he looked about my age and I guess he looked alluring." You left out the fact that you thought he was pretty cute but your flustered face didn't.

"His name his sunghoon and hes from Korea but he's here to get treatment."

You hummed in response

"Pretty cute huh? Not my type but my little sister is practically in love with him. I can't blame her he literally looks like a model!! Don't worry though she's five so she doesn't have a chance." You could tell she was teasing you just a bit and your face got redder.

"I-uh um he is pretty good looking but it's not what you think!" It is exactly what she thinks

"He's pretty shy too I was his nurse for a bit, and he was so quiet. The only thing he ever said to me was 'thank you' or 'Please'. You guys have that in common and he's pretty lonely just like you when I'm not working."

You giggled. It was true though you were pretty lonely as when Giselle had school to attend to as she was studying to become a certain type of doctor. You notice Giselle's face lights up right before she speaks

"You guys should definitely become friends!!! Your lonely he's lonely perfect duo!! You should approach him first.Hmm you should go up and say hi right now!!"

"Huh wha- no way I couldn't. What if he's busy? " You try to reason with her but it was no use.

"Busy doing what? He's literally just staring out the window right now go say hi!!" Giselle was doing her best to sound as convincing as possible.

Maybe you should. No you wanted to be his friend, but the idea of you approaching him made your stomach so flips.

"Ohh c'mon y'know you want to!!" She read your face like a book. You had notice that she was really good at reading people so of course she knew you wanted a friend.

"Okay you're right I do but I don't.."

"You do but you don't? What does that even mean? Look he's nice and hell be happy you said hi trust me."

"Okay you're right but it's nerve-wracking I can't just go up to him. He probably thinks I'm some crazy girl."

"You're overthinking this Y/n, just go up to him and say hi!"

"You sure he won't call me crazy and shame me for saying hi and then push me out of my wheelchair?"

"Maybe you're right maybe you are a crazy girl."

"Was I being dramatic?

"Yeah a little y/n"

After that day Giselle had told you what he usually did and what days he did those things. He enjoyed going out onto the rooftop where the hospital grew gardens. He also took a walk around the hospital every day if he had the energy to do so. He also visited older patients on Sundays 'how sweet'. So like any sane person you decided to follow him around the hospital. You used the information Giselle had given you. You knew this was super weird and creepy but you really wanted to be friends with him. Giselle had other patients to attend to. Your friends couldn't visit you every day so you were pretty lonely most of the time.

"Is this what you consider normal? You've been following him for days now. Just say hi y/n."

"Yeah but that's kinda weird for me to say hi out of nowhere Giselle!"

"Oh but following him around the hospital isn't weird and not going to lie creepy?"

"What!! Y/n has been following that boy?" Danielle said covering her mouth. She was able to visit you before her art club began.

"Okay but it kinda is weird to just go up and say hi out of nowhere to him." You defended

"Heyyy I went up to you and said hi out of nowhere and that's how we became friends!!"

"Oh well that's normal for you and everyone wants to be your friend Danielle!!! Plus isn't your art club about to start?"

"Yeah I bet he wants to be your friend too Y/n!! And I have to go soon thanks for reminding me y/n!"

"She probably only reminded you because it's almost time for y/n to be a creep and follow sunghoon around."

"Giselle!!" You covered your face out of embarrassment after she had said that and you thrown a pillow in her direction lightly.

"Heyy I'm just being honest and visiting hours are almost over anyway it was really nice meeting you Danielle."

"Nice meeting you too Giselle! You both need to keep my updated with this I hope you become friends with sunghoon y/n."

"I hope so too bye bye Danielle!" You said as she pulled you into a hug and she left.

Once she had left Giselle helped you into your wheel chair and pushed you around the hospital. Once you guys finally saw sunghoon you started following him. This had been what you were doing in your free time. Which was all the time.

"Go say hi already!!" Giselle has been pushing you around for about 30 mins, and she had done this for the past few days.

"Noo not yet it's not the time yet!! You protested and with that she has pushed your wheel chair away from her and she left. She has pushed it and ran away. You hadn't really mastered how to use a wheelchair. Not that you needed it but Mr.lee had insisted that you used it. As you tried to maneuver it you were so focused you didn't hear footsteps coming towards you. You didn't really know how to turn. You moved your weight to one side to another trying to jump in place. That didn't really work out. You were so concentrated that you bumped into something. Wait no someone. Your head jolted up before you could even say sorry numerous times. You wished the earth would swallow you whole right in this moment.

"Uh hi?" He had a really pretty smile. Awkward yes but pretty nonetheless. When he smiled his fangs showed. 'cute'

"Uhm uh- Hi sunghoon!"

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I didn't mean for it to be this long and not get to the point sooner 😭 but yippie first chapter done!!!

[alo-piss-trancy]

Btw even if I don't check in here as often as I used to, I really do appreciate all of you who stick with this blog anyways c': Especially since I barely post anything 'kinky' myself anymore. So this is mostly just a gaming/media rant and personal blog now oops

In some ways I'm definitely better off than I was a few years ago, but I've also been dealing with a lot of chaos in my life and household and it doesn't look like it's gonna get fixed very soon. Mix of financial, physical health of me and family I've been heavily assisting, house things in desperate need of repair...

On top of that I've been starting to realize I might actually have developed some form of Agoraphobia from all that time I was housebound before... and other stuff, but I think that was probably the main contributor. I'm still looking into it but with how a lot of the other things I've tried to cope haven't helped, meds don't seem to touch it much, and it seems to be getting worse, it's looking more and more likely than I'd like to admit. Which sucks bc it's also going to be hard af to keep up with working to treat it with Exposure or smth if I'm buried in all the above stuff/have limited transport/places to even go. It's really freaking hard when I do rarely go out and the anxiety/illness makes it so much worse. There've been times I've had to give up and go back early after like, an hour bc I was vomiting/crippled with pain/on the verge of fainting... and that's been happening more often. Like 1 in every 3 times, and I may only get out 3 times a month at the worst points.

Idk. I'm trying. I'm keeping up with the bare minimum rn and that's all I can really say lol

Also the only problem that's actually relevant to kink blog: my drive is still at 0 or even the negatives bc I can't get my medication sorted out bc my appointments got pushed back AGAIN ☠️ So yeah. That's why there has been no writing or hc posts and will not probably be for a WHILE. On God, it's about as appealing to me as eating dry cardboard 😔 Trying to write or draw anything fun is like pulling teeth and if I won't enjoy the end result then I'm not gonna bother RIP. When I get that sorted out maybe I can finally touch my poor WIP pile again 😭

Uh yeah so. That's why I've been so absent for like... forever. I do miss checking in here but I also get in my own head sometimes about posting when I'm not 'providing' anything this blog was intended for. Which I realise is dumb bc it's MY blog and if I want to rant about video games only for like a year straight then I'm allowed to. But brains are Fun like that 🥲

For what it's worth I'm not in like, a fullblown mental crisis so please don't worry about that! I'm not in any immediate danger or smth! I do have some other hobbies I've been keeping up with and socialising in other spaces. And I've been reading. So I promise I'm not in a complete isolated depression pit 💛 Life could definitely be better and I def have some rough days, but I have been trying to take some baby steps to either fix things or keep myself sane at least lol

Idk I just felt like I should explain why I've been mostly gone for ages off and on. I do lurk here sometimes to peek at things even if I don't have the energy to show myself. But I do really appreciate anyone who sends asks or comments on my ao3 or just reads my ramblings lol 💛 Even when I can't respond immediately I still treasure the gesture and it makes me happy to see some of the same names around in my notifs/dash c': So thank you~

[flushedmusings]

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i realize now, in the years i’ve known you, i’ve never seen you cry.

not a tear past your eyes.

is it horrible to say i hope one day i will?

i just want to see the rest of your seasons. i love your sun, i praise it, but there’s more to life than that.

plants need water, just as people need to cry.

i worry about you. bottling it up, keeping the pressure inside.

one day when that explodes and there’s prices of me and you spread across the floor from impact, what happens?

will you let me help clean up?

i’ll be there, when you lock me out and leave me waiting. or when we’re in your car laughing and there’s nothing else in the world but us, and the lights reflecting across your windshield.

i’ll be there, when you leave, and it’s just me and your memory, lying in my bed, just a lump of wax with a bittersweet memory of our brief time together.

i know i’ll see you in class tomorrow, but i still feel this melancholy for a time in which your attention was on me. a time that’s never really existed.

everyone else you see, you seem to regard in this, blaring color, with this energy and excitement. and i’m just a black and white picture in the old photo album, in a box somewhere on the top shelf of your closet, pushed past your figurines and books.

and maybe i’m selfish, but when our friends are giggling and giddy about their lovers i can’t help but ache for that. a hollow feeling consumes me, this realization it will never be us. it will never be you saying “i love her more than anything”. and it will never be me on your family vacations.

i know, it’s not like that, i know you may not love anyone. but i can’t help the vomit that crawls up from my stomach. the little flame of jealous rage that eventually just fizzles out, leaving me a pile of smoke.

i know it’s not fair and i know it’s selfish, but what am i to do? there’s no spell that can just make me fall out of love with you, and time hasn’t been working, i’ve spent over a year yearning.

i hate to picture you ranting to a mutual friend of ours about how you know, and how uncomfortable it is for you. if i could stop the way i feel for you a would. i’m sorry.

i’m sorry for always reacting with some sort of quip. but i need to protect myself somehow.

i realize now how cruel i’ve been to you.

if i’ve ever gone too far, please know it’s the times when i find it especially hard to hide the red in my cheeks and steady the beat of my heart.

how can i lie with a straight face but not think about without a grin or tears?

how can i stand to fight these feelings?

when you protect them so gingerly, just holding my heart in the breast pocket of your flannel. keeping it there away from the truth.

i realize now now kind you are to me.

i realize now how often you’ve seen me cry.

and you, you calmed me down, that day you found out. something no one else has ever done. the tip of your thumb just fluttering across my hand, like a butterfly wing.

i’m sorry i can’t do that for you.

is it horrible to wish i could?

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ok, this made no coherent sense in terms of start to finish 😭😭 i may edit this later, or post a different version. idk!!! i just! cannot end poems!

anywhosies, thank you for tuning into this episode of girlfailure poetry™️

also if you know me irl and you know what i’m referring to in this poem, pls just, ignore that and enjoy ! 😁! let’s! move on ok? :3

-🍒

[faebriel]

3, 4, 7, 18, 19!!

hi zanna!!! :DDD

18 is answered here!

3. Describe the creative process of writing a chapter/fic

usually a particular scene or situation or conflict comes first and then it's a matter of 1. how do we believably get there and 2. how to convince the reader this is Important. example with cause most of us are bitter: concept is i want niki and wilbur to believably make up and be friends again (esp bc a lot of discourse at the time was niki should hit him with sticks). how to get there? well we need to show niki not being happy with him to start with to demonstrate her feelings before they get resolved. and then well i feel like it's hard for niki to forgive without working on her own wrongdoing. sprinkle in development of hers without wilbur about the nuke drop. etc etc. i write things very longwindedly but it's mostly bc the key force behind writing any fic for me is How Do I Get The Audience To 100% Believe Me When I Start Throwing Some Semi-Wild Shit Out There

4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

embarrassingly a lot of inspiration comes from "i can't find any fics i like about this idea" 😭 or "i have read literally all the fics i like on this idea and now i need to add to the pile i guess". i blame the latter for the sheer amt of quirkyduo that jumped out of nowhere on my ao3

otherwise idk. sometimes youre just microwaving a blorbo or a relationship and something jumps out and Won't Leave You Alone Until You Exorcise It (write out the demons)

7. How do you choose which POV to write from?

pick the character experiencing the most internal turmoil /j

genuinely tho my writing style leans towards very in-someone's-head third person limited so it kind of comes with the idea. fic is abt tubbo grieving? tubbo pov. fic is abt quirkyduo having a distant but still kind of warm but still kind of conflicted relationship? well that's something tubbo just kind of processes and doesn't acknowledge but something wilbur would freak out to high heaven about so wilbur pov it is.

i feel like a lot of my fics (cause most of us are bitter, one will die, worth keeping around, you're the fool, it's called freefall) are about a somewhat mysterious observed character and a conflicted and sometimes turbulent observing character. in those cases the POV choice just kind of makes sense

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

we knew but you didn't have to say it so loudly

ask game!! ✨

[vivisviolets]

hello, i hope your doing well!!!

Please may I participate in your new game? If so, ty <3

Initials- A.F.

Pronouns- She/Her

Preferred gender- Men

3 of my fave things- Hot chocolate, Lip tints, Cats (Especially when they get airplane ears 😭)

HAVE A NICE DAY ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

AF🌱🍃☕️

⁍ The Sun (reversed), Knight of Wands (reversed), Three of Cups (reversed), Seven of Pentacles (bonus card), The Hanged Man (bottom of deck) ⁍ "more than a woman" (Bee Gees?🪩🕺), 111, 123, 333, Pisces/Cancer/Scorpio placements (Sun, Moon, rising, 7th/8th house, etc), Taurus/Libra placements (Moon, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, 10th house, etc), money/finances, channeled song Kingston - Faye Webster

⁍ Hello my dear! (I nearly said pile 1😭?)- and welcome to your reading!! ok, I will just say off the bat that this energy is ALL over the place (I'm hearing SHE A RUNNER SHE A TRACK STAR 🏃‍♀️💨😭wth)- like, sooo many random messages, sooo many songs, it felt like Spirit was a claw machine going haywire lol (& also that's why you get 4 pics haha). However, I do think that is perhaps relevant to this you + your person's energy!! I'm hearing that you two will have an amazing sense of humor together, you will be the type of couple to be giggling and almost making it a game to come up with as many inside jokes as possible! awww that is adorbs. you two will be the cute couple in the friend group omg -but I am also seeing that there are some serious roots and veins to this relationship's foundation- I'm picking up that both of you are very compassionate and altruistic people- and that your morals and values will be a shared interest for both of you (this is random but your person might donate blood? he might have O+/O-, or AB+/AB- type blood?). This person also focuses on finances/money and their career. they could come from a family with well-invested money- they have a natural interest in financial knowledge and literacy... I think that you two may come into each other's lives during a confusing time, for both of you, (I'm hearing "separation"... idk what that could mean.)- I'm hearing "ain't no sunshine when she's gone"... this is either a temporary separation that will happen between you two in the future- or this is a sadness that is coming from both you psychically, because you haven't met the other *yet* but you are so close to meeting, thus causing this shared anxiety and anticipation. because you know they are close but where are they- you know? I think there will be many restarts in both your life, and your person's life. a lot having to do with life changes, and also inner personal relationships. nothing to fear, nor dread about ♡. life is a ride that is worth hanging onto, and no matter where it may take you, you will arrive at the place that you needed to go all along- and that place is so beautiful! because you are beautiful ♡. -- this connection will not be all sunshine, but you must shed light on any issues that arise that are important to you! I won't lie to you, but this person may come from a difficult family, a family of secrets and tactics, and anything like that- that might crop up in this relationship, must be weeded out. this love has the potential to be so sacred🔥, to your family line, to his family line, and to generations afterward! (another song: "Don't Let Me Down" by the Beetles) - this connection will arrive into your life easily and suddenly (*in hindsight), whether that is in a college/educational/community setting, during a work trip/tourist situation, or through mutual friend groups- this person will be sent towards you, regardless of setting,- when the time is right for the both of you ❤️. and ngl, it will be a bit of a whirlwind when it happens lol, that's why my energy was all 💫*dazed and confused*💫 and giggly at the start lol. you'll love each other, and you're both capable of so much growth, and your ancestors will cheer at the growth and success that you two will earn alongside each other!!! that's is so cute💗⭐️.

P.S drank hot cocoa as I wrote this out lol 💗☕️.*i hope this was helpful my darling ♡~ consider leaving a tip on my Patreon if you enjoyed, or follow and become a violet~ doesnt matter to me tho :>~ sending you on your way, bye!*

[potato-jem]

no work, just you spending your days in rome and eating pasta 😌😌😌 and that’s so frustrating!!! of course you are all going to be stressed if you’re being overworked, that manager needs to get her priorities straight. my job at the moment sucks because they won’t do anything over the minimum labour, so if we are busy, we can’t call people in most of the time 😭😭😭 can our managers just roster properly please??

literally! even if we could just send a little thing, just for us to try what the other person is having would be good. CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW HEARTBROKEN I WAS? I HAD TO ORDER SOMETHING ELSE 😭😭😭 i think you should come over and add it, because they would definitely listen to you 😌😌😌 

i am always in need of good food and wine 😭 i’m glad you can at least talk to your friend about it, but i would see if there are any other job opportunities available. i don’t think it’s worth putting yourself through all that stress, even if you do really like the job. at the end of the day, you only have a job to get money and to live. you spend a large amount of your time every week at work, so you need to make sure it is something that doesn’t make you super stressed out and dread going to... but that’s just what i think! 

we had three people on like six devices with a million tabs open. it was so stressful, but we got there in the end 😂😂😂

ahh how exciting!!!! is this for niall horan’s tour?? because i did see that he was going on tour and i was wondering if you were going to go! (obviously yes)

they both don’t really drink, whereas i do 😂😂😂 so probably a bit more because i have been a bit more trained in drinking than the both of them combined. even then, when i drink, i get more nurturing??? in real life, i’m not the kind of person to put my feelings on display or be overly affectionate, so when i drink, i’m a bit better with that! 

i also had to tell myself that i was on holiday and it’s fine that i spent my money, but i still feel guilty 😭😭😭 i’m manifesting that you’ll be able to get those tickets somehow!!

the pile was probably the height of my whole torso, my arms hurt so much 😂 i did manage a little self control though, so it wasn’t as big as what it could have been! i mean i can admit i have a young looking face, but what makes them think i’m bold enough to take something up to the register if i wasn’t of age? 😂 and i’m surprised you would get id’ed with all the tattoos you have! surely that’s enough of an indicator that you’re an adult 😂😂😂 and we’ll have to see!! although i need to stop buying books if i have any hopes of reading them all 😭😭

and the worst (best) part of the girl dancing on the pole was she was wearing this huge jacket and then took it off to go onto the pole AND MY GOD. i love women so much, they mean the world to me <3

aww cece 🥺🥺🥺 that’s so adorable!!! i love when other queer people come up to you because they feel safe enough to compliment you <3 it’s such a heartwarming feeling! and the fact they were so observant! that made my day too!!

he doesn’t have a name yet, but i’ll find one eventually! i can’t just not play with his ears, they’re so soft 🥺

it was a stressful class, BUT I NEVER HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN!!! (unless i failed idk) i kinda have an idea of what to do with my short story, so i’ll start it soon. but considering i slept most of today, i am just so happy that this semester is almost over 😭😭😭 i wish i could have every other week off, it would be so much better for me, but i have to save money for upcoming trips (i just put in my application to study abroad for a semester, so i’m hoping that i’ll be accepted!!) 

good policy to have, i must say! oh well, money is temporary, tattoos are forever? 😂

i’ve just got a couple of easy things due this week, and then i have a week off classes to do my other assignments, so it should be pretty okay! i’m gonna give you a blanket and some snacks so you can take some time to watch a movie and relax <333333333

hello nero my beloved soulmate!! <33

i’m back and i am already suffering from severe PHD (post holiday depression, i decided it is a thing). my friend left last night and i hate this. it’s so unfair that we live in two different countries and we can’t see each other as much as we would like to. i’ll probably see her soon, i should have another week off in august and we were talking about me visiting her this time so hopefully i’ll be able to go.

anyway, on to the trip!! it was so cool!! i mean the first week we stayed in tuscany, we went around florence and a few other cities around here, and we got tattoos!!! i told you about this already but they are so cute!!! our little irish dinosaurs (they’re irish because we met in ireland <3 they’re named saoirse and niamh).

then for the second week we went to rome!! oh it was so nice!! we found the perfect weather. it was always sunny and warm enough to go around in shorts, but never too hot not to be able to explore. we went for the usual places: the colosseum, the pantheon, the squares and fountains, all that. but also we accidentally found ourselves into the roman forums and they were amazing!! i’d never been in them, only seen them from above, but they are so big, you can see a whole city. but the highlight was ostia antica. it was this archeological site near rome and it’s so quiet because not may people know it. it’s an 84 acres site where you can literally walk into houses and shops and temples and theaters from the roman period. and it’s amazing because usually rome is very protected, like there are fences and barriers everywhere, you can’t get too close to a lot of stuff, but in ostia antica we could literally touch the ruins, walk through them and find our way back in a maze of doors and corridors. it was so cool!!! also that’s where i found the cats!! they were so cute and friendly 🥺

last thing before i close this letter. the food!!! oh the food. we found this little restaurant on the very first night, which was actually so close to the trevi fountain, and it was so cheap and good (very rare combination to find in the middle of rome). they had some of the best spaghetti i’ve ever tried. also we kept going back there in the next days so they recognized us and they were so nice because they offered us appetizers and wine and they always remembered that we liked to order three plates of pasta to share between the two of us. they were so nice!!

i really needed this trip. i needed to be off work for a few weeks and just disconnect from all the drama and stress. and the good food and wine helped a lot with that lol. but seriously i’m so happy, it was an amazing trip and it was so good to see my friend again after so long <3

but enough about me now!! how are you doing nero?? what have you been doing these last two weeks??

also, about our last letter, i am very happy that you are following my orders and planning a very relaxing trip :) you deserve to not even think about uni when you’re on a trip. and it’s gonna be so fun to dance to that kind of music!! can’t wait to hear all about that one!!

and i’m very happy you’re obsessed with me getting tattoos because this is turning into a sickness. i can’t stop now :’)

but here are my other two tatts!!! the little rainbow one is very simple but very personal. i’ve been waiting forever to get it and it looks perfect 🥺 (yayyy you can start booking stuff!!! that means tattoos coming soon!!!)

i’m enclosing a hug and a really big plate of cacio e pepe (a kind of spaghetti with cheese and black pepper) just because one can never have too much pasta <3333

hi cece my beloved soulmate!!!!

i believe phd (post holiday depression) is a thing, i get it every time. it’s sad that your friend has gone home, but think about august!!! that should be so fun!!!

i’ve seen pictures of tuscany and it’s so beautiful!! and yes tattoos!! the fact that they are irish dinosaurs named saoirse and niamh because you met in ireland is the cutest story behind a matching tattoo ever 🥺🥺

oh rome!!!! that weather sounds lovely, i’m glad it was around for the entire trip!! sounds like you got up to quite a lot!! i’m literally imagining you walking around and pointing out these little tourist attractions 🥺 but ostia antica sounds so beautiful. a whole 84 acres to explore and experience the ancient roman life?? i would go crazy in there, especially with all the cats!!

oh the food sounds incredible!!! it’s so amazing you found something good and cheap!!! but those people sound so nice 🥹🥹 i’m glad they also added to such a wonderful break you had! i feel like pasta now…

you definitely needed that trip!! just a refresh is sometimes all you need, and good food and wine are recommended to help relax by doctors actually 😌😌😌 but i’m so happy you got to see your friend after so long and i’m so glad that you enjoyed yourself!!!!

i’ve been doing alright!! i had my trip to sydney and my twice concert, and it was so much more fun than i thought it would be!!! so i took my best friend and a family friend of mine, and my manager from work came too, but we all booked our concert tickets together so it was me and my friends, my manager and her brother and his partner. (don’t even ask me how stressful buying six tickets was)

the japanese place opened up again, and we were staying somewhere even closer to it. we basically walked everywhere, because the train station is in the shopping centre next to the japanese place, and that was only ten minutes away. so i took my friends to eat more ramen than we could see and we shared a bottle of soju (my friends are lightweights and it was VERY funny to watch. i had to finish the bottle off though)

and then we did lots of activities on the tuesday before the concert and we went to that album shop and book shop again and i spent way too much money, cece’s orders 😌😌 i spent so much money in the album shop they gave me a free album and preorder benefit photocards (which are really rare!!) and i had to show my id in the book store because i bought a level one restricted novel (actually banned in my state, but my professors made me too curious), which was quite funny

the twice concert was so fun, literally everyone in the audience were dancing and singing, and i was gay panicking and it was wonderful! each of the members of twice also had a solo performance and they did so well! one of them, momo, had this dance where she HAD A POLE?!?!? AND SHE HAD NEVER POLE DANCED BEFORE?? she was so good, i will save your eardrums by not sending the video i took 😌

anyways, here’s the photo they posted at the end!! we are in the centre and slightly to the right <3 (i’m sure you’ll see me 😂😂)

and then we actually got the chance to go to the harbour bridge and the opera house, which are in the same place, so we didn’t waste too much time there! and then we went to this room of claw machines near the eateries and i managed to win two things!! (one of them i spent way too much money to grab out, but he looked so lonely and i had to get my son out 😭😭) and then we had gelato mochi, which my friend found. so they get a scoop of ice cream and wrap it with mochi! we all got two, because none of us can make a decision and it really was a good end to the trip 🥺

other than that, i am running a little behind on uni, but i decided to use some of my leave and take the week off work. i’m just going to smash out the essays i have due (and overdue) and i’ll probably be able to rest better during the big exam session 😌

i’ve been looking forward to seeing these two and you didn’t disappoint! the rainbow one is adorable and the font for the script on your ribs is beautiful!!! i think i might be addicted to your tattoo addiction 😂 (yay!!! i’m so excited!!)

i really wanted this cacio e pepe, all this talking of food made me hungry! i’m squeezing you back real tight and i’m giving you a bowl of ramen <3333333

[byersbootyshorts]

Can you like, oh god this is embarrasing, can you write a Johnathan x reader smut where he like cums in his pants while making out 😭😭 but like the reader finds it really hot, idk I'm desperate for a smut like this and I can't find one anywhere!

That's How Much I Missed You

Summary: You haven't seen Jonathan since he moved to California but now that you've come to visit him he can barely resist you.

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x gn!reader

Warnings: sub!Jonathan, dom!reader, kinda fluff at the start I guess, smut, just read the request.

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Bruh, I really need to write more. I hate this but oh well. The request was amazing so sorry for the shitty writing.

Excitement pulsed through you as the large wheels of the plane finally touched down in California. You gave Mike a nudge and his eyes fluttered open. You barely knew the kid but his mom had asked you to keep a close eye on him while you were both visiting the Byers.

After going through baggage claim and all that boring airport stuff you couldn’t keep still. Mike walked beside you as you made your way through droves of people. But you were only looking for one person. One face.

Suddenly, Mike took off running, waving the bunch of flowers he’d so inconveniently carried all the way from Hawkins.

‘Mike, come back,’ you called. The last thing you needed was to lose Mike Wheeler in an airport.

But then you realised what Mike was running towards. Your face lit up as you followed his trail all the way to a row of chairs. Eleven and Will jumped up first when they saw Mike coming and Jonathan wasn’t far behind when he spotted you.

You ran into his arms and he enveloped you in a hug. You hadn’t seen each other in so long but being in his arms once more you instantly felt comfortable.

‘Oh my God, your hair,’ you laughed, pulling your hands through Jonathan’s now rather long hair.

‘Yeah, it’s a bit different,’ he smiled shyly, placing a kiss in your hair. ‘What do you think?’

You raised your brow. ‘I think I need to attack it with scissors.’

‘Dude, they really are as hot as you said they were.’ You turned at the sound of the voice. A guy with the longest hair you’d ever seen and a pretty interesting outfit stood before you.

Jonathan clocked your confused expression.

‘Uh, Y/N, this is my friend, Argyle,’ he introduced

‘Nice to meet you,’ you said, holding your hand out. But he didn’t take it. Instead, he pulled you into a suffocating hug.

‘Amazing to finally meet you too, Brochacho.’

Then he walked away, towards the rest of the kids.

Jonathan chuckled at your reaction to his unusual friend.

‘Sorry, he’s a bit eccentric,’ he whispered.

‘I like him,’ you giggled.

The ride to the Byers’ new house was slow and painful. You didn’t mind listening to Will, Mike and El catch up while you sat in the back of the bright yellow pizza truck with them. But you kept catching Jonathan’s eye in the mirror and praying the journey was almost over so you could finally be alone with him. The only trouble was, that might take a while.

You knew the plan; Jonathan had told you over the phone. You’d go to his house and say hi to Joyce. Then, you’d have to leave the kids to the skating rink. And it seemed as though Jonathan’s new friend Argyle might be tagging along too. Your leg bounced in impatience as you realised you may not get to be alone with Jonathan until later that evening.

Eventually, you arrived at the Byers’ new home. It was nice seeing Joyce again. You spent a brief amount of time at the house. Mike and you left your bags where you’d be sleeping and Joyce made you all a snack before you left.

The kids were piled into the pizza van again so the only people at the entrance to the house were you, Jonathan and Argyle. Joyce had gone to the kitchen to make some work calls.

You were about to head towards the van when Argyle stopped you.

‘Listen, bros, I know how much Jonathan’s been missing you and I feel that. That sucks. So, how about you let your good pal Argyle leave the kids to Rink-O-Mania and you two lovebirds can stay here and get your grind on.’

Both you and Jonathan went wide eyed.

‘I’ll take that as a yes, my dudes,’ Argyle said before turning on his heel. ‘See you later.’

As the delivery truck drove away you began to laugh.

‘Yeah, I really like that guy.’

Jonathan led you back into the house. Joyce looked up from the table but she was on a call so she mouthed something that looked like, ‘Aren’t you supposed to be with the kids?’

‘Argyle took them,’ Jonathan whispered back.

Joyce nodded, too engrossed in her business call to question it.

Jonathan tugged your shirt, impatiently pulling you towards the stairs. You took his hand and you both ran up to his room.

As soon as the door slammed shut Jonathan’s lips were on yours. All those late-night phone calls couldn’t make up for the feeling you got when his body was against yours. All those letters you sent could make up for the pretty noises he made when you pushed him against the wall.

You pulled him as close to you as you could, grinding your body against his. Jonathan clawed at your back in desperation. One of your hands made its way up Jonathan’s shirt and stroked his toned chest. The other found its way to his hair. You tugged it lightly, and you had to admit, the extra length added some more grip. The pulling caused Jonathan to whine breathily into your mouth.

‘Okay, maybe I can get used to the hair if it makes you do that,’ you said, finally parting your lips from his. Jonathan’s face reddened with embarrassment.

You pulled away from him, observing his room for the first time.

‘Well, it’s an improvement from your old one,’ you remarked, setting yourself on his bed and leaning back on your arms. Jonathan followed you, still craving more of you. He slowly climbed onto your knee and buried his face in your neck.

‘Wow, okay, I guess we’re not talking about what we got up to in the eight months we spent apart,’ you said sarcastically.

‘Later,’ Jonathan whispered. ‘I need you.’

A smirk crept onto your face. Pulling Jonathan’s hair again you brought his eyes up to meet yours.

‘What was that?’ you teased. He loved it when you played games with him.

‘I need you, please,’ he whined, tugging at your shirt.

You grabbed Jonathan’s arms and flipped him around so he was no longer on your lap. Now, he lay sprawled on his sheets with you straddling him. You were surprised to feel a bulge already present in his pants.

Jonathan stared up at you, his eyes filled with lust. You leaned down and connected your lips once more. This time both your hands travelled to his hair, tugging it just enough to pull more whimpers from Jonathan. He whispered swears when you parted for breath. You moved your body against his, making him twitch beneath you. The bulge in his pants only grew more restless the longer you spent on top of him.

Eventually, your lips made their way down to Jonathan’s jaw, sucking lightly on the skin. Now Jonathan’s mouth was no longer occupied his whispered moans morphed into loud whines. The sound excited you, causing you to move one of your hands from his hair to his pants. You rubbed his dick through the tight cloth.

‘F-fuck,’ Jonathan whimpered at the contact. His breathing became ragged. You brought your head back up to meet his eyes and smirked down at him. You’d missed the way he squirmed under you at the lightest touch. It reminded you that he was yours. And you wanted more. You wanted him practically writhing below you.

Then, you saw Jonathan’s eyes shift down quickly, taking a quick glance at the oversized shirt you wore before they flicked back up to meet your eyes. You knew what he wanted and you were going to give it to him.

You pulled your shirt over your head, exposing your chest. Jonathan swallowed deeply, taking a shaky breath. He clawed at his own shirt and you helped him take it off.

You leaned back down and kissed him again. The heat of his exposed skin powered the lust you felt for him. The moans that Jonathan let out in your mouth made you grind harder on his covered cock as your pants began to feel wet.

Suddenly, Jonathan went stiff. He stopped kissing you and you pulled away, your brows furrowed.

‘You okay?’ you asked.

Jonathan threw his head back and placed his hands over his face.

‘Shit,’ he groaned.

And then you felt it. A warmth beneath you, right where you sat on him. It coated his jeans, soaking them. You looked at Jonathan, your eyes wide. Moving his hands away from his face you began to giggle.

‘Holy shit, you really did miss me, huh?’ you laughed.

Jonathan shook his head, his face still red, his chest still rising and falling rapidly.

‘You couldn’t even wait till you got your pants off.’

‘Sorry,’ he mumbled.

‘Oh, don’t be,’ you hesitated. ‘It was, uh, it was actually really hot.’

Then all the embarrassment washed out of Jonathan’s face and he began to laugh too. You collapsed on top of him and both of you erupted with laughter.

When you both calmed down Jonathan chuckled,

‘Now get off me so I can take my pants off.’

[honeystwiggypeach]

HEAR ME OUT, DARK ROYAL AU! WITH DRACO MALFOY… GIGGLING 🤭

I love this so much😭I ended up talking with them about this request and we talked about tons of little details and it’s adorable I love it!!! (I do take high school level French so I know a little like enough to where I formed most of these sentences on my own but pls let me know if I say anything wrong!!)

Royal au x Draco

(King and single dad!draco x French teacher!reader)

Tw- cursing in French and English, my French is bad I can’t use the curse words and other phrases I know in French because they’re a dialect so I google translated the cursing and a few phrases in addition to the letter which was translated by the requester(if there’s some mistranslated things let me know because I suck at translations😭)nightmares, pls let me know if I missed anything idk if I did but just in case!!

When Draco hired you to teach Scorpius French, it was a hassle keeping him even relatively interested in it, and it was rather difficult for him to remember any of it sense, Draco wasn’t able to speak French with him, he had lessons maybe three times a week and didn’t like to study and when he did want to study he didn’t have the time to do any of it before being whisked away to an etiquette class.

“Alright, so from the beginning introduce yourself.” You smile softly at Scorpius when he nod’s determinedly the expression looking odd on a five year old.

“Je m’appelle Scorpius” he lets out a little breath at getting through the first sentence

“Good job Scorpius, now onto your pets.”

“Je possede un chat. Elle s’appelle Luna. Elle suis chat blanche”

“You did so well!” You give him a little high five before pushing his blond almost white hair away from his eyes, “what do you want to talk about next?”

You watch as he taps his chin thinking about what thing he’d like to be the subject of his next lesson, “uhm lets do…dad’s birthday” Yoh smile fondly.

You knew Scorpius was excited, every year for the King’s birthday they’d have a big party and until Scorpius would have his debut he couldn’t have a party, which was fine he just got to attend his dad’s which he had fun with!

“Alright we can start that next lesson than…how about we think about what we’re going to get your dad for his birthday” Scorpius nods excitedly.

Sometimes Draco pissed you off and thaf was ok, it was fine nothing major as long as he couldn’t understand your French cursing you were fine.

For instance the one time he came in lecturing you about how Scorpius didn’t have time for his etiquette classes because you’d asked for him to study.

“Please Scorpius doesn’t even study!” You huff out and Draco rolls his eyes.

“Excuse me! He reads the book at night!”

“That’s not studying!” You shout as he turns his back to leave the room shouting a ‘yes it is’ right back

“Oh, va te faire foutre” you pull the doors shut behind him before storming over to the desk.

“Madame Y/n?” You hum in acknowledgment of Scorpius as you sift through your pile of lesson plans, “what does” you can see it coming from a mile away but you can’t open your mouth fast enough to tell him not to say kiss my ass in French.

“Va te faire foutre mean?” And he’s looking up at you with the most adorably wide innocent eyes.

“Scorp, you can’t say that it’s a curse word only grown ups like me and your daddy can say that ok?” He nods you know he’s got no concept of curse words but you can’t help but pay his head and praise him for being such a good kid.

Now mind you, you were still a bit pissed at Draco but it was a requirement to get him a gift so why not make him work for it. First you begin searching in every book you own for a decent riddle, this wasn’t going to be the difficult part.

Once you’d finally found one you smiled victoriously as you wrote it down in the note book. Scorpius had been long gone from the dark and empty library by now telling you he had to go to piano lessons. You could never understand how such an adorable little boy lived in such a cold and cruel castle. While Draco was no where near a bad father, it was clear he was a little lost on certain things with the way that he’d practically dragged himself to your room multiple times throughout the year to ask you questions about raising children as if you’d known more than him, always spilling out the excuse that you’ve worked with more kids than he has anyways!

He wasn’t a bad guy you’ll give him that.

You giggle slightly writing the note,

“To gain your gift solve the riddle- Je n’ai pas de début ou de fin, je n’ai pas d’amis ou de mère. Je t’envoie souvent des peurs, et toi, quand tu penses à moi, une larme te glisse sur le visage. C’est à quel point je suis juste et propre - c’est connu, comme l’air et le vent que vous ne pouvez pas maîtriser, Je vais toujours passer à autre chose, tandis que ton cœur se durcit comme de la pierre” it was highly likely that you’d have to let Scorpius translate the riddle for Draco but that was ok, this was your own little way of getting Scorpius to study and as a bonus spend time with Draco.

So he’d sat across from his dad telling him each individual word, until finally Draco had written out, “I have no beginning or end, I have no friends or mother. I often send you fears, and you, when you think of me, a tear slips down your face. It's how fair and clean I am - it's known, like the air and the wind you can't control, I'll always move on, while your heart hardens like stone"

However what you didn’t expect was to see Draco chasing Scorpius throughout the house as he giggled wildly watching as Draco chased him write into the garden before finally catching up to him and settling him onto his hip.

“Are you going to tell me yet?” He asks after he’s tickled him a bit and Scorpius giggles before telling him no again.

And true to his word Scorpius refused to give him the answers to the riddle after he had translated it to English for him.

So for the next week and a half you watched Draco go through his whole library and bedroom looking for the riddle but because poor Scorpius isn’t the best translator, some of the words were missing which caused Draco to miss the vital clues that could have lead to an answers.

So after he couldn’t find it in the books he asked all the staff who were just as clueless.

That meant when time came for the party, the one you really didn’t want to attend draco didn’t get his gift.

Which really through him off actually. He’s never met a woman who didn’t fall to his feet the minute he breathed, much less made him work for their attention, he was enthralled. You were different, you treated Scorpius well, you had a great personality, you were pretty, and you were just someone he could see himself with…what is he thinking right now?

He shakes his head slightly trying not to draw attention in the middle of the party which is over before any of you know it.

Draco tiredly drags himself to your bedroom already in his night clothes, he might as well ask what the answer was.

After listening to him tiredly ramble from the foot of the bed your soft giggles filled the room, “it’s the time Draco, the answer is the time” his eyes widen in surprise, “really?” You nod a little laugh bubbling in your throat, you never new he could be so cute.

“So what was the gift?” He’s looking at you like an excited puppy, “uhmmm” his face drops, you knew he couldn’t solve it was that your intention did you not like him that much?

“I was going to let you pick really” you pick at your comforter as a smile works it’s way across Draco’s face.

“So hypothetically if I would have gotten it you would have given me a date?”

“Depends on the person like if you asked for a date from-“ he cuts you off

“You of course”

“Oh…well I would…but if you asked nice enough you can still have one” you both are interrupted by the little knock on your door, it’s Scorpius he’s likely had a nightmare he always comes around this time when he has nightmares.

When he opens the door you can see the tears that well in his eyes, “oh honey” you whisper softly and before Draco can move to comfort his baby boy Scorpius is wrapped up in your arms asking if you can read a book to him.

Draco blinks a bit realizing why exactly Scorpius would go to you instead of Draco who worked in his office at this time…but that was ok as long as he felt safe and loved

Let me know if you guys like want a part two or just anything else because I love requests so much!!!

[kookieswan]

You KNOW I'm gonna ask for another drabble to Beyond Decaying Walls (also that's a wicked cool title just saying 😍) because holy shit that first little taste was so delicious and I want more now please 🥺❤️ could we maybe see a little more of Yoongi's character and what he's gone through before he met oc? Idk I just need content whenever you get the chance and inspo 🙏🤗 if you want to!!

P.S. now that I'm thinking about it, you write Yoongi really well in everything he's been in, like NoW, the back rooms au, SoU, Amaranth, Handlebars, I mean come on!! He's always one of my favorite characters too 😍❤️

Beyond Decaying Walls

-Level 0- (Yoongi’s POV)

Yoongi x Reader (f)

Word Count: 700+

Genre: Backrooms AU, Horror AU, Angsty.

Warnings: Horror in general, description of non human entities, general mindfuckery.

Summary: When he dreamed of being able to leave the studio for once, he didn’t think his wish would end this badly…

Notes: I seriously love you for requesting these omg 😭 also you are absolutely flattering me ahhhhh! I hope you like it baby ❤️ Also note that Bolded text is in Korean!

Find Part 0 (MCs POV) here!

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Sipping on his now cold coffee, Yoongi sits back and stares at the screen in front of him. Another track that just doesn’t sound right apparently, one to pile on top of many. The company’s practically harassing him now, pissed off that he hasn’t delivered yet. He wants to deliver, he does, but they just won’t accept anything he gives. He thought coming to the US would be a good opportunity, and it is for some things, but for his music…

Rubbing his temples, Yoongi leans back further, resting his eyes for just a bit. Music is his passion, it’s always been his thing but lately it’s just not working how it should. He genuinely loves the things he’s been making lately but no one else seems to feel the same as him. It doesn’t make any sense.

He listens to the deafening silence of his studio, hoping that some sort of inspiration will come to him. That, or maybe a really nice long nap. He sits back even further, tipping and tipping until he feels like he’s falling and then; nothing…

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… And then he slams against the floor harshly with a groan. It’s immediately uncomfortable to every sense, the lighting a horrid yellow and the sound annoying as hell. Sitting up fully, Yoongi brushes his hair back and looks around wide eyed, noting that he’s in some sort of odd office building and not his damn studio.

But how the fuck did he get here…? He was sitting on his chair, his fun chair that spins fast and lets him nap whenever he wants because he’s always running on zero sleep. And yet, he fell off of it and instead of landing on that floor, he landed… here?

“What…?” Standing up, he glances at each corner of the room, noting that there’s multiple exits. Deciding that there’s no solid way to know where to go, he starts off in a direction and sticks with it because what else can he do. Barely looking back, the squishing of the grossly wet carpet makes him cringe, but he keeps on.

Mumbling lyrics to himself from each of the songs he was supposed to finish, he keeps himself distracted. Thinking about how he could fix them without ruining his work, anything he could change them into something that isn’t shit. Not just for him, but also the damn company.

Perhaps unwisely, he chooses to ignore the fact that every time he actually does look back, things look different. Not quite right, like he didn’t just walk through what he’s seeing, like the walls have shifted from one spot to another. But that’s probably not a huge issue, right?

What Yoongi does do wisely is note that there’s a complete lack of life. It’s just been him wandering for who knows how long now. Not a single person or animal roaming about the office; just him. That’s what he thinks at least until he sees it.

“What the fuck…” It looks demented, some sort of animal crawling around on the floor in a room he stands in the doorway of. It’s movement doesn’t make much sense, boardering on uncanny valley and making Yoongi very fucking uncomfortable .

He turns away promptly, walking in the opposite direction that the thing is looking because again, the walls are different now. Sure, he hasn’t seen a single loving being since he fell in here, but whatever that was wasn’t comforting or welcome.

He walks on, and on, and on, slowly and unsure of where to go next. Is obvious now that this shit isn’t going to end any time soon; he’s been here for so long. There’s no way to keep track of time but with how thirsty he’s starting to get, is surely been hours… days? He slides against the wall, hand holding on as he turns yet another fucking corner.

And then he sees her.

The woman looks frazzled, nice clothes messy and wet, face twisted in confusion as she spots him. It’s a reaction to try to turn and run, but her voice stops him, raspy and soft. The look of pure hope on her face makes him pause and listen, makes him keep himself glued to the disgusting floor. Yoongi hopes it’s the right decision.

“Wait! please wait!”

[nn-ee-zz]

wait multimedia art? that's a course I've considered taking 😭 i heard it's very heavy on 3d stuff tho. id love to hear about your experience

Multimedia Art! I studied in University of Fine Arts of Lisbon (or as it's called here; FBAUL) My experience there, alongside everyone in my year, was very unique since the curriculum changed mid course and a good chunk of our final semester was spent in quarantine.

A good summary of my college exp was building the ability to do projects from start to finish. Photography, animation, comics, games, audio and video editing, drawing, etc. Alongside the mandatory classes, I've had optional ones. Mandatory classes didn't required me to do 3D work. You could pick optionals that focuses on it, however. So in my experience, it was not heavy on 3D unless someone seeked it out.

I'm gonna be honest, college was gruesome for me (maybe the daily 3 hours of traveling in 3 different types of transportation sunk me in) but I really cherish the things and experience I got within in.

Here goes advices to have an easier experience in college

Learn from everything

Every class has something to learn from and apply to your work. We had drawing classes in which we had to draw a massive pile of random projects set in the center of the room. I've seen some people question as to WHY we are doing something so random. Who will ever need to draw a pile of random stuff? However, it's not about the pile. In that class I reinforced my skills of composition, scale between elements, how to accurately represent man-made items with the dynamic of an illustration. Enjoy and soak in, even seemingly random assignments can have a purpose.

It was also in that drawing class that I learned one of my fave advices ever. I had discarded a drawing and said that I ruined it when the teacher asked why. He replied ''If it's already ruined, then ruin it further''. That loss of high expectations allowed for more freedom, and the result made was much better than anticipated. It happens A LOT when I do ink art. I ruin things, and in an attempt to fix or 'go with the flow', the result turns out much better than the initial plan.

Note: Model drawing class (censored cuz idk how tumblr would react) and statue drawing. The graphite work I did that year made me so bold with shading, both irl and digitally.

Not your magnum opus

None of the projects that you make need to be done at the highest of your skill. I've ALWAYS said to my classmates that we are there to learn the step-by-steps of projects, and try to make a solid one ourselves. Just a solid one, not a perfect one. That being because I've seen it often that projects would start out hyper-detailed and incredibly worked...only for the deadline to approach, and suddenly things aren't as of quality as they were in the start, and the student feels like a failiure over it, and their motivation sinks, and they likely will never attempt it again outside of college. Don't fall for it! You're there to learn what it takes to create a project, and then attempt it at your highest quality in another context.

My example with this were comics. I made comics, animations, games, photos from start to finish. Were they amazing? No. BUT I now know what is needed to make them at full skill outside of college.

Note: Comic class! First one was made based on a sentence prompt (the dialogue). Second one was a re-draw of Pop Team Epic. Made my teacher say ''shut the f*ck up and die'' out loud hsjdhask, she was so hesitant)

Know your limits (and use them for your advantage)

My biggest advantage in college was making my lack of skill seem like a stylistic choice rather than....lack of skill, haha. A massive example of that was my animation project. I didn't have the time to learn software skills nor the time to polish them into smooth, colorful animation. Knowing that I'm unable to do beautiful animation, I decided to use my low skill for full advantage. Now the colorless characters with shaky linework and animation were an aestethic, rather than a flaw. Settle your goals in clever ways that make you look like you're in control. That will also push you out of your own style and reveal some really interesting results.

Note: I animated a short vocaloid MV (Panda Hero by Gumi, with the english translation by vgperson on youtube) A nod to my advice above aswell; this looks messy but it was made from start to finish, and allowed me to learn what it takes to make a MV. I had planned doing another, outside college, but the idea faded.

A GREATER example of this would be the things that made me most popular online; my character design. We were told to design characters based on chess pieces for our weekly Concept Art assignment. I wanted to do fully rendered, beautiful work, but time and SKILL limitations pushed me to settle for ink AND to shade it in a fitting, inky style. I didn't plan on posting it online, but did out of random impulse and it changed my art career forever.

Remember, one of your biggest limits is also the deadline. Don't leave your work for last minute. Unlike high school, the stress of late college works is much, much worse...

That is all, for now. Thank you so much for reading this far.

As a final note, please take care of your health. College is difficult and strains some more than others. Be kind to yourself and to your work.