#wow I love a beach episode fic

[overallsonfrogs]

I’ve decided that I’m going to reread tsc but like a chapter a night & pretend it’s a new fic I just found instead of heartbreaking canon content

[thedissonantverses]

Hiiiiiiii I'm here to promote my fanfictions again!

Today Could Be the Last Stands at 57,597(wow) words at the moment. It's an angsty au where a Dalish Rook has been blighted and Davrin saves her, thus making them friends before the start of the game. We're at chapter 22/27 and the end is nigh.

Sing You Songs You Never Heard A smutty one-shot that's essentially a beach episode. With sex. And feelings. I love feelings. 2,586 words set in the same AU universe as Today Could Be the Last but you don't have to have read that to read this.

So Tame My Flesh Another smutty one-shot of Davrin and Rook together for the first time set in the same universe(again not necessary to have read TCBTL but the emotions will probably hit harder if you're a fan of that fic) 2,223 words

I'm a Midnight Rider My FWB project that's a lot less angsty. Rook and Davrin meet as Wardens prior to the game and I'm using it to explore a different kind of dynamic between them while exploring some Warden politics and shenanigans while I'm at it. Second chapter should be out in the next couple of days.

Keep an eye out for A Hunter's Moon my Davrook Fourth Blight AU that will make an appearance once Today Could Be the Last is put to rest.

[aynavaano]

What kind of man loves like this

Part three of the Crosshair × you series

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 2.8k

Summary:

You are in an established relationship with Crosshair, spending your free time on Pabu together. It’s the night of the annual ocean festival and you convince Crosshair to join the rest of the crew to celebrate together. You all enjoy a wholesome evening together and when thing get heated up Crosshair takes you to the beach.

Notes:

This is a continuation of the “Say my name” fic but you don’t need the context to enjoy this. After the latest episode of TBB I really wanted to give them some time on Pabu together, so there is a lot of fluff with the whole Batch but of course we can’t go without some nice smut with our man Crosshair(fingering/unprotected sex). He is very possessive and jealous in this story. Hope you like it.

Tonight the whole crew is back on Pabu and you're preparing for the annual ocean festivities. Crosshair, initially hesitant about attending, is swayed by the sight of you in the typical festival attire, a sheer blue linen dress that accentuates your curves and mirrors the ocean's waves, barefoot and a silvery pearl bracelet around your ankle. "You look stunning," Crosshair murmurs, his eyes lingering hungrily on you as you twirl before him, showcasing every angle of the outfit. “But you know I can easily rip that beautiful dress off of you and make you stay home” he offers. A playful smirk graces your lips as you respond, "Thanks, but you're not getting out of this so easily. You promised Omega we'd go." Crosshair sighs in resignation but offers a small smile. "Alright, but I'm not dressing up," he declares firmly, the dismissive glint in his eyes underlining he's absolutely against the idea. After a bit of persuasion you can at least convince him to leave his armor at home and the two of you finally get on your way to join the crew at the beach to partake in the festivities.

Crosshair dressed himself very basic like always but you can’t take your eyes off of him, the sleek black shirt tightly stretched over his slender yet toned body makes you almost regret that you didn’t take his offer to stay home with him. But you soon get distracted as Omega is running towards you, happy that you finally arrived. “Come on, Crosshair, it'll be fun," she says and together with the crew, you gather at the beach to witness the solemn ceremony, where offerings of fruits, flowers and candy are reverently cast into the sea. Hunter, playfully hoisting Omega onto his shoulders, ensures she has an unobstructed view of the proceedings. "Look Omega, the fruits and candy are for the sea spirits," Hunter explains, his voice filled with excitement as he gestures towards the ocean. Omega's eyes widen in wonder as she takes in the scene, her enthusiasm contagious as she bounces on Hunter's shoulders. "Wow, can we also get some of that candy later?" she asks eagerly, her gaze darting between the crew members. “Oh yeah, I want some too” Wrecker replies with excitement.

As the ceremony comes to and end and everyone makes their way up to the fair, the narrow streets and alleys become alive with bustling activity, adorned with twinkling lights and resonating with the lively strains of music. The scent of delicious food and sweets fills the air, enticing your senses as you navigate through the crowd with the crew. "Look, Omega, there's the juice stand!" you exclaim, pointing towards a bustling stall where various exotic drinks are being served. Omega's eyes light up with excitement as she clings to Hunter's shoulders, her enthusiasm contagious as she eagerly scans the assortment of beverages. "Can we get one?" she asks eagerly, her gaze darting between you and Crosshair. "Of course," you reply with a grin, leading the way towards the stall as the crew follows closely behind.

Amidst the throngs of festival-goers, you draw intrigued gazes, the unfamiliar sight of a Twi'lek capturing the attention of many. However, you pay little heed to the stares, focusing instead on the joyous atmosphere surrounding you. There are many places in the Galaxy that have never seen a Twi’lek and you got used to the looks you get when you arrive somewhere new. Finally, finding a free table where you can all sit together, the crew settles in to watch the festivities unfold and Omega runs off with Echo to get some candy that is only made on this particular day. Despite Crosshair's occasional death stares at the men that look at you too long for his taste, the evening is filled with laughter and camaraderie.

But after one guy winked at you and another one extended an invitation for a dance, he is almost loosing it and his grip tightens around you, pulling you onto his lap to make sure everyone knows you’re with him. "Jealous?" you tease him, leaning back against his chest as you revel in his protective embrace. Crosshair's lips brush against your ear, his voice low and husky as he murmurs, "Enjoying the attention, sweetheart?" You chuckle softly, the sound mingling with the rhythmic beats of the music. "Maybe a little," you taunt him on purpose, trying to push him a little further. Hunter, who's been observing the exchange with keen interest, can't help but interject with a playful quip. "Don't worry, Cross, not even I could steal her from you," he remarks, a knowing smirk playing at his lips. Wrecker, meanwhile, looks on between the three of you with a puzzled expression, completely oblivious to the dynamics at play. "What's going on here, heh?" he asks, furrowing his brow in confusion. Crosshair's steely gaze fixes on Hunter, a silent warning conveyed in the intensity of his stare. "Nothing you need to worry about, Wrecker," he replies tersely, his attention returning to you with a possessive gleam in his eyes. A mischievous smile graces your lips as you continue to tease Crosshair, relishing in the subtle power play between the two of you. "I like it when you're jealous," you murmur, your voice laced with a hint of seduction. "It's hot." Crosshair's jaw clenches visibly, his possessive instincts flaring at the thought of anyone else daring to lay eyes on you. "I'm not jealous," he retorts, though the tension in his voice betrays his true feelings. "I just don't like the way they look at you in that dress." As you shift in his lap, the unmistakable hardness of his growing arousal presses against your thigh, almost eliciting a soft gasp from your lips. "Careful," he warns, his breath hot against your ear. "Or do you want me to show them who you belong to, right here?" You can feel the heat pooling between your thighs at his suggestive words, a shiver of anticipation coursing through your body as you meet his gaze with equal parts desire and defiance. "Maybe I do," you tease, your voice a sultry whisper as you lean in closer to kiss him, the tantalizing prospect of a public display of dominance igniting a fiery passion between you.

“Excuse us for a moment” he snarls towards his brothers and without waiting for an answer, he gets up sweeping you with him. You follow him eagerly, the music and laughter fade into the background, curiosity mingling with anticipation as you ask, "Where are you taking me?" …"Somewhere away from the gazes, where you are all mine," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire. The two of you descend down to the beach, the salty breeze caressing your skin as the sound of the waves grow louder with each step. Crosshair leads you to a secluded cove nestled amidst the moonlit rocks, hidden from prying eyes, the air heavy with the salty scent of the ocean. As soon as you're out of view, Crosshair pulls you into a passionate kiss, his hunger evident in the way his hands roam beneath your dress, igniting a firestorm of desire within you. Without hesitation, he slips his hand into your panties, his fingers expertly tracing along your wet folds, immediately coaxing moans of pleasure from your lips.

Your senses reel as you kiss his neck, tasting the salt on his skin as he slides two fingers into you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. It doesn't take long for him to bring you to the brink of ecstasy, leaving you whimpering for more with his skillful touch. "Tell me how bad you want me," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. "I want you to beg for it." Your breath catches in your throat as you gaze into his eyes, the intensity of his stare fueling the flames of your desire. "Please, Crosshair," you whimper, your voice a desperate plea. "I need you. I need you to fuck me." A wicked grin spreads across his lips as he lifts you off your feet and positions you atop a small boulder, his throbbing cock teasing your entrance, driving you to the brink of madness with desire. "I don't hear you begging," he taunts, his voice laced with a teasing edge. You arch your back, your body trembling with anticipation as you plead, "Please fuck me, Crosshair. I need you inside of me." You feel the tip of his cock opening you up but he doesn’t move further. “Pleeeease”you beg. "Who do you belong to?" he demands, his voice commanding and possessive. "I'm yours," you cry out, your voice echoing in the stillness of the night. "I'm all yours." You can feel the heat radiating from his body, his desire burning as he finally guides his throbbing cock to your slick entrance and with a slow, deliberate thrust, he enters you, the sensation of his thick length stretching you to your limits sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You gasp in ecstasy as he fills you completely, every inch of him sliding deeper and deeper until he's buried to the hilt. His movements are measured and deliberate, each thrust driving you to the brink of madness as he sets a tantalizing rhythm that leaves you begging for more. With each stroke, he plunges into you with a primal hunger, his hips snapping against yours in a relentless tempo that leaves you breathless. You arch your back, your nails digging into his skin as you meet his every thrust with a desperate urgency of your own. The heat between you grows with each passing moment, the intensity of your connection igniting a wildfire of passion that consumes you both. Crosshair's eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning with raw desire as he loses himself in the primal ecstasy of your lovemaking. With every stroke, he drives you closer and closer to the edge, his cock plunging into you with an almost brutal force that pushes you to the brink of ecstasy. And then, in a dizzying explosion of pleasure, you shatter into a million pieces, your cries mingling with his own as you surrender to the overwhelming bliss of the moment and feel him filling you up with his hot cum. Together, you ride the waves of ecstasy, lost in the intoxicating rhythm of your bodies moving as one.

You collapse into each other's arms, your bodies slick with sweat as you bask in the afterglow of your shared release. You stay exactly like this, kissing his neck and taking in his scent until his cock softens and slides out of you. "Please, never leave me," Crosshair whispers, his voice filled with vulnerability as he holds you close. "You make me feel things I never knew I could."…."I won't," you promise, your heart swelling with love for this man "I love you, Crosshair. I'm all yours.” He murmurs content with your answer, sealing your words with a tender kiss. "As much as I hate it but we should probably head back to the others," he suggests after a while, breaking the tranquil silence that envelops the secluded cove. You can't help but smirk mischievously as you glance down at the telltale evidence of your recent escapade, the faint trail of his cum oozing out of you between your legs glistening in the moonlight. "Like this?" you tease, gesturing playfully to the sticky residue on your skin. Crosshair chuckles in response, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "At least now they'll know you're mine," he quips, his tone laced with possessive affection. Without waiting for a response, you swiftly shed your dress and dart towards the ocean, signaling for him to join you. "Are you sure about this?" Crosshair hesitates for a moment, his gaze fixed on your inviting form, before casting off his clothes and wading into the water beside you. The moonlight casts a soft glow over your naked bodies as you bask in the warm waves, the salty ocean breeze caressing your skin, heightening the intensity of your connection. Lost in the moment, you exchange tender kisses amidst the rhythmic ebb and flow of the sea. In between the sound of the crashing waves he softly murmurs “I love you” into your ear, before placing a kiss on your forehead, so quiet you might have missed it, but you didn’t and you pull him as close as you can, nestling your head against his neck. But as much as you revel in this private paradise, the thought of your companions waiting pulls you back to reality. With a reluctant sigh, you disentangle yourself from Crosshair's embrace and wade out of the water, casting one final glance at his silhouette, naked and beautifully bathed in the moon's ethereal glow before you get dressed.

Your legs tremble slightly with residual pleasure as you navigate the narrow streets upwards back to the bustling fair. Crosshair's sweet words of affection echoing in your ears, painting a wide smile on your face. As you return to the group, their curious gazes turn towards you, prompting Omega to pipe up with her usual curiosity. "Did you go swimming?" she asks, her eyes wide with excitement. "I thought Crosshair didn't like swimming." You grin mischievously, nodding in confirmation. "Looks like he changed his mind," you reply with a playful wink, earning a warning glance from Crosshair. Despite the dismissive look he sends Hunter's way, you gladly accept the cape offered by Hunter, wrapping it snugly around yourself to ward off the chill that has settled in your bones after the swim. With the night still young and the festivities far from over, you all decide to take a leisurely stroll around the fairgrounds, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling festival. “Can you believe how much candy that kid can pack away?" Wrecker chuckles, his deep voice carrying through the night as Omega bounces along beside him, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yeah, she's definitely going to crash hard later," you reply with a laugh, Omega, fueled by the sugar rush from her third bag of candies, runs around happily, her laughter echoing through the night air. The moment you set foot on Pabu, you knew there was something special about this place. Its tranquil beaches, bustling markets, and vibrant culture captured your heart from the very beginning. And now, as you wander through the streets with your friends and fellow crew mates, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. Spending time here with the entire crew is a rare treat, a precious opportunity to forget about the harsh realities of the outside world and simply enjoy each other's company. Here, on the sandy shores of Pabu, you can all let your guard down and revel in the simple pleasures of life. But perhaps the most beautiful part of it all is seeing Omega's eyes light up with joy and wonder at the sights and sounds of the festival. Here, she can be a child for a moment, free to laugh and play without a care in the world. And for that, you are endlessly grateful.

But even Omega has her limits, and soon she begins to tire, her steps slowing as exhaustion sets in. With a weary sigh, Wrecker scoops her up into his arms, cradling her gently as she drifts off to sleep, her breathing steady and calm against his chest. “Alright, let’s call it a night” Hunter suggests and you all agree. With Wrecker carrying Omega and you wrapped in Crosshair's arm, you walk together in comfortable silence, the warmth of his embrace cosy against the cool night air. As you reach your apartment, you bid farewell to the crew, promising to see them bright and early the next day. Omega, awake again and ever the optimist, insists that Crosshair accompanies her for a swim in the morning, a request that leaves Hunter thoroughly amused and with a chuckle, you and Crosshair make your way inside, the soft glow of the apartment welcoming you home. “I’m not gonna like it” he sighs after the door has closed behind you. “You don’t like anything” you remind him. “I like you” he objects, pulling you in for a loving kiss.

[stargalaxxy]

‧₊˚ 🎐 ⋅Zane Julien x Readerꨄ︎

I said I was gonna do a Zane fic and I did it woohoooo!!!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ I love Zane so much he's close second to Lloyd I want more stories of him it's not even funny (👁ˋ _ ˊ👁) But Lloyd isn't in this fic he takin a break in the hot springs from my relentless love for him sorry not sorry~(っ‘ω`c) But I hope you enjoy it bcs there's a lot goin on... haha (｡Ó﹏Ò｡) 𓇢𓆸

𝜗𝜚Now Playing: Melting by, Kali Uchis 𝜗𝜚 (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) *

Tw. Reader is insecure about her body

⋆⑅˚₊Beach Episode ✧˖°.

It was horribly hot outside, the humidity was deadly, and the ground felt like lava rocks, Ninjago City was known for its hot summers. So, it’s no surprise to find it’s citizens of the city try to keep cool. 

Fans on full blast outside shops and ice cream parlors packed with customers desperate for something to beat the heat. 

“Ugh, it’s so hot!” Kai groans as he sucks on his popsicle hanging upside down on the couch in front of the large white fan.

“Ugh, move your legs Kai...” Jay moans as he was using his one of Nya’s headband to push back his curly brown hair from his melting forehead.

“Both of you hush your hot breaths are making it worse” Nya snaps frantically fanning herself with her tank top.

Cole was sprawled on the couch with his drink hat that was now room temperature, “ugh, it’s too hot to even play video games.” Cole tosses the controller on to the table leaning his head back.

“You think we can use Zane as a freezer?” Kai suggests his voice chopping through the fan, suckling on his popsicle. “Maybe if we ask nicely, he can freeze us…” Cole mumbles out.

“Nya, I want water” Jay whines as Nya huffs, “I’m all dried out, I don’t have the energy” Nya sighs dramatically. 

The team lays defeated as they squabble with one another.

You soon walk in smiling with a cooler against your hip.

“Oh wow, you guys look like you’re melting~” coming into the living room with a cooler filled with ice and drinks,

Jay looks up “what’s that? looks cold!” Jay looked desperate wanting whatever was in the cooler, he resembled someone addicted looking for anything to help his craving.

“It’s for later, Zane and I are going to the beach” you walk over to the door and place the cooler down, the others lift their heads, “the beach?!”

“Holy heck yea, let’s go!” Kai finding the energy he pops up and twists himself to look at you his popsicle forgotten as it falls from his mouth.

You giggle, “then c’mon, Zane is getting lunch ready to take, we’re gonna have a barbeque later so he’s getting that ready too.”

“What are we waiting for boys? Let’s get our gear on!” Cole takes his hat off and races the others up the stairs to get their swim wear on. Shaking your head you continue with your task, 

“Did you tell the others?” Zane pops in holding a basket guessing it was the lunch and a bag of meat and veggies for the barbeque. “yea, they looked like little kids~” you chuckle as Zane places the stuff on top of the cooler. 

Zane smiles, “I am glad, I was hoping for something fun to help us all escape the heat.” You nod looking to the clock, “we should get ready, I can’t wait to get there!” you skip up to your room with Zane close behind to get ready as well in his own room. 

Zane had suggested the idea of a beach day to you when you had woken up that morning, he said his falcon found a spot on the beach for you all to have where no one knew about. A secluded spot for you guys was perfect!

You were eager to go with Zane thinking that he wanted to go with you, like alone. 

However Zane had the thought of bringing everyone, you weren’t upset about it, more the merrier.

But you couldn’t lie, being alone with Zane on the beach together did sound romantic. You had hoped that your boyfriend was suggesting a date.

Zane was a bit slow when it came to romantic things in a relationship, you having to initiate almost all your guy’s intimate moments, but you knew what you were getting into when you declared your feelings for the nindroid months ago. 

You don’t ever feel sour about it either you liked showing Zane different ways of being affectionate and how to show love in different ways and what some feelings meant. You just can’t help but think about cute scenarios of you two together and Zane leading you in those moments, he’s so gentle, yet precise with everything he does. So, the wonder of how he would act in leading felt like a fairytale.

But here you are in your room staring down at the swimsuit you picked out the week before summer started.

Wanting a beach day even before Zane suggested, you thought that maybe you could push the lead that you wanted out of Zane with a cute swimsuit. But now, 

You were having second thoughts.

Staring at the vertical striped pastel pink frilly suit, you blush, it wasn’t crazy revealing, but it showed more skin than you would normally show. 

Especially to Zane,

You had hoped in the moment to stun him with your looks to get a reaction. Seeing him blush with love in his icy blue eyes was your goal. 

You hum reluctant as you try and convince yourself that this plan was still clever.

Maybe it won’t be so bad if I put it on.

…

Oh no, is that my cleavage!?

I think I’m eating a little too much…

eek! This is barely covering my butt!!

You turn in all sorts of directions as you stare at yourself in the mirror finding different flaws left and right. Grabbing your belly and pinching your thighs,

Did this make me look childish? Are my thighs too big? Oh no, oh geez…

The frills turn with every movement you made as you look in your dresser for anything else,

‘knock’ ‘knock’

You jump hearing the door,

“(y/n), are you ready?” it was Zane!!! 

“uh-uhm yea, almost…” your voice squeaks as you desperately try and find a different swimsuit.

Hearing the door open your squeak, rushing to the door to close it as you saw it crack open. Startling the nindroid in the process he tilts his head on the other side of the door. “(y/n), are you sure you’re, okay?” You hold the door close, “ye-yes?” you stutter out. Zane was silent on the other side, seeming to try and calculate what was up with you without pushing any buttons that would make you uncomfortable. 

“Would you like me to retrieve Nya?” Zane tries to help making you smile on the other end. “mm, n-no it’s oki, I’m fine Zane. I’ll be down inna minute oki?” Zane hums standing close to the door reluctant to leave. 

“Alright (y/n), I will be downstairs, if you need any assistance, just call.” Your smile only grows as you nod knowing he couldn’t see you spoke again,

“I will Zane.”

Zane stands for a moment before walking away hearing footsteps you exhale the deep breath you were holding in.

Walking up to your dresser you curse, your one piece had a hole in it, it was old which was another reason why you went to buy a new swimsuit.

Looking to your closet you find a jacket, it was close to ninety-five degrees outside, but you needed a cover up.

You grab your jacket slipping it on closing it around your frame, seeing as it drops to your mid-thigh you felt much better when you looked in the mirror. 

But then why were you frowning?

This won’t have Zane swooning over you, but what you were wearing before would probably make it worst.

Right? you nervously fiddle with your jackets string feeling tears prick your eyes, your bottom lip quivers out as you bite you sleeve trying to ease any sadness that was washing over you.

“c’mon, (y/n) the beach isn’t gonna wait forever!” Kai shouts from the living room impatiently.

Shaking your head, you wipe your tears and open the door grabbing your beach bag,

“s-sorry, I was just using the bathroom” you skip down the stairs seeing everyone waiting for you. Zane looks to you and tilts his head, “are you alri-“

“don’t worry about it (y/n), now let’s goo!” Jay shouts as he dismisses your face and the rest follow him out the door to the jeep.

You smile to Zane, “c’mon, they might leave us if we keep them waiting~” you joke trying not to let Zane see your insecurities.

Zane looked upset as he was trying to figure out what was wrong, wanting to help you.

“mm, alright, we should head out then” he didn’t smile as he walks out,

The nervousness in your tummy returns as you follow him. 

…

When you all got to the beach the team wasted no time getting into the water, leaving you and Zane to set up everything. You chuckle watching your friends play in the water and chasing each other.

Kai and Jay in swimming trunks, Cole in tight swim shorts that went down to his lower thigh.

Nya had on a tight fitted wet suit that was black and blue, you couldn’t help but admire her form, she was muscular and skinny. She had curves in the right places, her swimwear was nothing like yours, watching as Jay gawks over her you feel a bit jealous. Pouting you sit curling up with you jacket still over you.

“You will heat up under there, are you not going to join them?” Zane stands over you with a light blue polo shirt and khaki shorts. 

“I’m fine, I think I’ll just build sandcastles.” You spoke not too excited at your own choice of activity.

Zane hums and sits next to you criss cross as he scoops sand into his hand, “then I shall build with you.” Zane smiles down at you, looking up with your hood over your head you smile. 

After a couple of moments, you both built a perfectly good sandcastle, you start digging out a molt for water around the castle.

“I’m sorry for dragging you with me, I know you're probably wanting to have fun with your friends.” You couldn’t bring yourself to look at Zane as he was on his knees forming a roof, 

“I am happy whenever I am with you. I have no desire to spend my time any other way that is not with you.” Zane looks to you and leans down to lower your hood, seeing your face was sweaty he smiles down at you.

“Oh, my dove, you do not have to apologize for spending time with me. I will always want to be near you.” Your face was warm and not because of the heat, you were blushing at his nickname and his words. His perfect handsome face and kind eyes, the way his thumb glides from side to side on your chin, so close to your bottom lip.

You hum as you lean into his cold hand, grabbing his wrist so that you could feel more of him.

“I’m really hot..” you mutter out, tired from hiding as you come clean about your feelings.

“I am aware” Zane chuckles as you grab at your zipper hesitating to pull it down,

“I bought a new swimsuit.” You were slow at your reveal, feeling embarrassed to share your feelings to your boyfriend.

But Zane sits patiently, “May I see?” Zane grabs your hand that was on your zipper not making any movements, but he holds your hand as if supporting you.

“I don’t look like Nya though.” You whine feeling your tears again, Zane pats your head affectionately, “of course you don’t, you look like you.” He runs his hands through your hair.

“But I look…bad” you squeak trying to swallow down the lump in your throat, Zane smiles and lowers himself so that you can see him.

“I do not date you because of your looks, I date you because of your kind heart and your acceptance of me. There are many reasons as to why I love you, (y/n), I love you, for you.” Zane finishes as he feels you let go, your zipper falling as both your hands move together to reveal your body. You blush looking away, seeing Zane stare down at your body. 

He slips your jacket off to see more of you, your cute belly, and chubby thighs. The frilly light pink swimsuit hugs your body showing your attributes that Zane normally doesn’t see.

Your pretty collarbone leading down to your cleavage, the tiny skirt on the side of your swim bottoms lifts for Zane to see your curves.

You finally look at him his hands felt warm almost concerningly warm.

“Zane?” you call for him seeing that he had spaced out; you then yelp as sparks fly from Zane’s head. “Ahh! Z-Zane what happened?!” you move to your knees and cup his face. You start to shake him to wake him up from his assuming overwhelmed system. Soon Zane comes to his senses and shakes his head,

“I apologize. You just look so stunning.” Zane lets out breathlessly as he leans over you to capture your body into his holding you close, his hands on your bare back as he hugs you. 

“You’re so beautiful, such a pretty girl” his hands slide up and down your back, causing you to squeak your face turning red as a shiver runs down your back where Zane’s cold fingers grazed so gently. This was more of a reaction; this was so much more than what you expected.

“Z-Zane?” you look over to him his face felt hot, as his cold hands continues to roam your body. An audible gasp leaves you lips as Zane continues; you soon hum finding relaxation as you close your eyes feeling his hands cool down your body from your warm jacket.

You grab onto Zane’s polo pushing your face deeper into the side of his neck, you felt as though you were on cloud nine, you never wanted to come down. 

And neither did Zane as he showed no sign of letting you go. 

After a few moments Zane finally felt calm again, he lifts and let’s go, forcing you to wake up again. You look up to Zane and smile, moving your hands to cup his face, 

“Zane, I love you.” Your heart skips as Zane places his much bigger hand over one of yours and closes his eyes, “I love you too, (y/n).” 

You smile as you huff and start to stand, now forcing Zane to snap out from his daydreaming. “c’mon Zane let’s go for a walk together!” you hold his hand as he comes up, grabbing a bucket you both walk away from the others to be by yourselves for a little longer.

You scan the ground under you, your eyes go wide as you race over to find a chipped sand dollar. “Look Zane!” you hold it up for Zane as he peers down at it smiling, he holds out the bucket for you to place the shell in.

You both continue down watching as boulders get bigger, you both walk further away from the others. Zane stops and finds a shell too, placing it in the bucket after showing you the colors,

“aaahhh, I love the beach!” you happily start running feeling a burst of energy you start kicking the waves that washed up onto the shore.

Zane watches you happily run as he places the bucket down to join you, looking back you see him grab your hand as you both run away from the waves and return just to run back when the waves came again. 

You lower your hand down into the water then brought it back up to flick water at Zane playfully. He chuckles then picks you up by your waist hearing your screams and laughter made Zane laugh as well. As when Zane got to deeper waters, he drops you into it, the water rises just below his shorts. When you come back up you pounce on Zane laughing as he laughs along with you. 

He picks you up bridal style and spins you as he makes his way back to the shore with you in his arms still laughing. 

He sits you down and sits next to you, watching the waves once again, “are you hungry?” Zane looks down at you nodding as you place your head on his shoulder. “I made sandwiches, I’m sure the others are eating now. Would you like to go back?” Zane stands and offers you a hand, placing your hand in his he helps you up and you both make you way back bucket in hand.

When you both made it back the other was already eating correctly guessed by Zane, 

“Oh hey, there you guys are” Kai chews on his sandwich his normally spiked hair was down most likely from the water.

Jay had a tan already as Nya was putting sunblock on him a sandwich in her mouth as she rubbed the cream into Jay’s arm.

“I thought you guys left” Jay spoke with his mouth full, Cole laying on the towel his hands behind his back with Kai’s glasses on.

“We did sorta, we just wanted to see around the beach” you bend down to open the basket pulling out a sandwich. 

You take a bite and hum, “thank you” you lay your head on Zane’s shoulder Zane smiles enjoying the fact that you liked the sandwich he made. 

“Hey, (y/n) cute swimsuit” Nya smiles as she finishes her sandwich, your mouth was full looking to Nya blushing, “tahank yhou” you spoke wanting to show your appreciation to Nya’s compliment.

She chuckles and grabs a ball from the beach bag that Zane brought, “wanna play volleyball?” Nya stands looking to you, swallowing you nodded, 

“Heck yea, I’m down!” you raise your fists in excitement standing up to create a line with Nya for your game. 

"Alright, here it comes!~"

Nya serves the ball to you, and you pass it back, the boys start to cheer for you guys as it starts getting a bit heated. With Nya diving down to hit the ball, and you jumping back to make sure the ball didn’t land outside your area.

“Go Nya!” Kai and Jay shout,

Zane smiles cheering as well, “You got this (y/n)!” hearing Coles voice it seemed he decided to wake up and be on your side.

You huff as you dove to push the ball up to Nya, she was quick to serve it back hitting it with full force. It was too fast as it drops to your side bouncing out of bounds, the guy’s cheer for Nya and you saying good game as Kai goes to retrieve the ball for the boys to have their volleyball game.

Nya comes to offer you a hand, “oh my gosh, that was so cool (y/n)!” Nya gushes as she hugs you, “you were really good too Nya!” you hug back impressed with her skill just as much as she was with yours.

You walk over to Zane as Nya goes over to Jay and Kai, “you did great, there were moments where I was sure you would have won.” You chuckle, “Nya is really good, she’s incredible!” you look to her laughing as she was scolding Kai for picking a fight with Jay for something you weren’t sure of.

“You are amazing as well (y/n), do not forget that your talents deserve praise too.” Zane places a hand on your shoulder. You smile to him nodding, “I won’t, especially if you’re there to remind me~” you raise on your toes to wrap your arms around Zane, kissing his nose with yours.

“Hey, love birds, you gonna join us” Kai chuckles calling you guys, you both look to Kai and smile, “let’s go beat his butt, Zane!” you grin playfully determined to win this time, Zane smiles as he lets you lead him to your side.

He watches you play, hitting the ball when it came to him, he mostly just wanted to watch you, seeing your body twist and turn made his gears work even harder to calm his blushing face. 

“Ahaha, we won!!” You run to Zane as Cole pats his back, chuckling at your guy’s victory. Kai groans as Jay and Nya congratulates you guys. 

…

The sun was starting to come down as Zane stands by the grill with meat and vegetables skewered over a flame. You helped by making a place for everyone to eat, setting up plates and placing watermelon down, the rest were getting some more time in the water before having dinner and going home.

Zane looks over to you and nods signaling that the food was ready, 

“Hey! Dinners ready!!” you call as your friends race over for dinner. You all sit together in a circle eating and talking finishing quickly as you all were hungry, reaching into your bag you pull out sparklers. 

“Hey, you guys wanna light these?” you shake the box teasing your friends as they happily went up to you for a few sparklers. 

Kai using his flames lights everyone’s sparklers, watching Jay run with his and Nya making large shapes. Cole had a bunch in his hands while Kai lazily twirls his around his fingers,

You lazily make shapes watching as the sparkler makes its way down the stick soon dispersing. 

Zane was packing everything back up as you walk over to him wrapping your arms around his waist, Zane turns his head smiling at you. “Are you ready to leave, pretty girl” your tummy flutters as butterflies fly around giddily at Zane’s new nickname for you. 

You nod not trusting your voice now as you let go to call for the others, hearing groans and huffs made you laugh feeling as though you were caroling your kids. 

On the drive back you rode in front with Zane, you fiddled with your jacket string as you stared out the window seeing stars. Your other hand was being held by Zane’s as his other rested on the steering wheel.

“Zane” you spoke so quietly hearing your friends’ snores, but Zane heard you, even over the soft music playing. “Yes, (y/n)” his voice like silk as he called back to you, your heart felt so full to hear Zane say your name as you smile your cheeks glowing pink.

“I love you.” Your voice still quiet as you glide your thumb over Zane’s hand, Zane smiles as his eyes stayed focus on the road. But his heart and mind raced with you and only you,

“I love you too, (y/n).” His own hand moves to firmly grasp your hand moving his thumb to touch every space of your hand. Wishing to feel more of your body next to his, maybe you two can cuddle together in his bed when you both get home. Zane side glances you for a second seeing you were nodding off, his constant glide of his thumb seemed to be lulling you to sleep. Yes, that sounded like a good idea, cuddling with his girlfriend, when you all get home,

Zane wakes the others leaving you last as he carries you inside in a bridal style. His friends volunteer themselves to bringing the things inside and cleaning up much to Zane’s appreciation.

He carries you up to his room, laying you down on his bed he lays behind you pulling your body close to his as he spoons you. 

Just like how you would with him when you first showed him to cuddle, He smiles fondly at the memory as he feels your chest rise slowly under his arm. Closing his eyes Zane falls asleep along with you. Your slow breathing providing as a natural melatonin.

“I love you, (y/n)” Zane mutters out before going into a sleep mode.

HAHAHA oki I finished... I read it once so there's prob many mistakes, omgggg ᯓᡣ𐭩 But I liked writing this I just hope you guys like it as well!!!(˶˃ᆺ˂˶) 𓇢𓆸 Love, ⋆˚࿔ Karrots 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[riverwithoutbanks]

Since we’re doing s16 wish lists, here’s what I wanna see (in no particular order except for the first one):

Reunion episode(s). Can take up to three episodes because I’m okay with suffering. There are several ways this could go and I have a couple fics on the back burner about it so I won’t elaborate.

Beach episode: they planned to spend a few days near the sea, but a case falls on their laps. Dean is in denial and just wants to chill. The universe seems to be on his side as every time something supernatural happens, he barely misses it (think Linda from Phineas and Ferb). Cas, Sam, and Eileen are slowly losing it, being bullied by a giant squid. Dean is in a long chair, reading Vogue, and sipping Piña Coladas. Jack pops by and goes ‘wow, you guys look like shit!!’ (Dean fell asleep and got a massive sunburn).

Weekend at Bobby’s but Cas, and more comedic. I want this one to expose the shit out of the brothers. Have them be in a middle of a tiff and make it everyone’s problem. Point of the episode being, Cas loves them (especially Dean) a lot. But sometimes he wants to throttle them.

Bittersweet episode about aging. I’m thinking parallels with a monster/human relationship and hunters who got out. Saileen talking about having/adopting children question mark. Potentially dismissed after hearing Dean and Claire having a row whilst Cas tries to defuse the situation (he makes it worse).

Theee Destiel episode (they’re all more or less destiel but this is the big one. Can take place during the reunion arc). They talk about it ™️. It can last the whole season as long as they end up in a relationship by the end. I’m not particularly into domestic portrayals (nothing against them, just not my cuppa tea) so you can make the drama last. Especially if it’s getting on everyone’s nerves.

Oblivious Sam. ‘He meant as a friend, right? 😀🌸’. Would be especially funny if Dean is trying to talk about it but Sam is just not computing. Especially especially funny if he tries to defend their friendship being all like ‘yeah they’re weird but you’re an arsehole for assuming that there’s something more!!’. Dean and Cas look like they were dragged through a hedge backward and mugged by a pack of clowns. Turns out Sam’s right in the end, they weren’t doing anything YET. But now that he has contemplated the possibility, he can’t unsee it. To be continued

Continuation of the previous episode. Sam is looking for a memory erasing spell because he just CANNOT with those star crossed losers. He find Naomi’s… what the fuck was her lobotomy stuck, anyway? Some kind of sonic screwdriver? Moving on, he realises it’s been used recently (traces of grace or whatever, pick your poison. The magic system doesn’t make any sense anyway). Oops :) looks like someone has been messing with them. Wait. Wasn’t there someone else? Where’s Eileen?

The Big Bad. I love me some Chuck won and possessed Jack so it would go in that direction. The sonic screwdriver was in the bunker because Eileen caught Chuck!Jack’s new creation fucking with their brains. I wish it could be a cool uncanny monster, but let’s be real it will probably be just some dude ™️. She walked in on it lobotomising Cas (because it’s iconic<3) and tries to fight the thing off. Epic and terrifying chase scene through the bunker, especially since Eileen can’t hear the creature. She hides in a room where they keep spell ingredients and finds Sam’s conveniently placed recipe for calling Rowena. You can figure out the rest.

[end of part 1]

[babischlong-six]

Shipper Tag Game

Thank you for tagging me darling @the-marron !! I haven't even really thought about some of these questions so this was super fun <3

1. What ship were you completely obsessed with when you were a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

Looking back, probably any of my favorite ships from Rurouni Kenshin (for obvious reasons). I distinctly remember being very obsessed with Aoshi/Misao and Saitou/Sanosuke

Other than that, my many favorite ships from teen-ager-times still have a place in my heart, and if I'm struggling for something to read, I'll still peek in on their ao3 pages :)

2. Which ship would you consider your first one?

Something from InuYasha probably. Sango/Miroku? Sango/Kagome? Sesshomaru/Rin? Or maybe something from Pirates of the Caribbean like Norrington/Elizabeth or Jack/Will. The thing about "shipping" is that I would absolutely love fictional relationships, but never really "fandomized" about them until I was a teenager, so I can't really say what my first real ship was, just because there were always movies and books I was reading and thinking "Wow! I wish I could see more of these two!" (Athos and D'Artagnan for instance, or Legolas and Gimli) but I was so young that romance didn't really exist for me, it was more about the dynamics

3. Your first fanfic was about which couple?

The first fanfic I ever wrote? No idea. I would be writing all sorts of horribly grammatically incorrect little scenarios in my first (very ancient) computer's notes program - and I can't even remember which of them I published on ff.net. But it was probably something InuYasha - probably just the canon pairings.

The first fanfic I ever read was SasuNaru: it was published on DeviantArt of all places, written like a filler beach episode and I remember thinking it sounded really nice to be eating watermelon on the beach together.

4. Do you remember the first couple you saw fanart of?

Not even the foggiest idea.

5. Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

Maybe? I advocate for the "ship and let ship" lifestyle and I've had people getting annoyed with me for that, complaining that what I was shipping was not canon or disrespectful to the author (once in the discord FOR lovers of that ship, mind you!)

6. Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

My rule is never say never. There are some pairings I've never seen well done, but if I do see something good, I'll be converted.

7. Who were the couple in the last fanfic you read?

Fitzier 🫣

8. Currently, do you have any OTPs?

See, as a multi-shipper, it's hard for me to have an OTP at all. Like ever. If I like a character, I'm interested in their dynamic with lots of different characters. And even with crack pairs, if I see a beautiful fanart or a well-written fic, or even someone explaining the pair in a way that clicks for me, I'm down.

9. Is there any couple that, to this day, you are extremely mad about not getting together?

Not really. Canon is canon, fandom is fandom. There are a few that I've thought it would be nice if they got together onscreen/on the page but never got angry if they didn't.

10. Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they are kind of interesting?

Among many, I would say probably XueXiao. I was absolutely shocked that they got shipped at all - but then I re-read the novel and was like: "Oh. No, yeah, I get it now." Like, I'm not obsessed or anything, but I am compelled by it.

11. Do you have any ship that, in the past, would've been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

Everything I have ever shipped in the history of ever, you mean? I love a good age-gap, or an enemies-to-lovers, or some power dynamic play, or even some angsty incest stories, or vicious hatefucking, or dub-con, or---

...You get the idea.

12. What is your favorite crack ship?

Unfortunately, I can't answer the question due to at least half of my ships being crackships. They are from completely different media? Check. They are from the same media but have never once interacted? Check. They have excellent chemistry and a fantastic dynamic but are very unpopular in fandom for whatever reason? Check.

13. What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

It comes in waves. Sometimes I'm in a sci-fi alien romance mood so I'll head over the Star Trek and B5 route (and read the same G'Kar/Londo fics or Kirk/Spock fics over and over again and cry myself to sleep.) Sometimes my friend writes something for a pairing I've completely forgotten about and I suddenly have to re-read everything they've ever written. Sometimes, I get into a piece of media and have to trawl ao3 for EVERYTHING (within certain parameters) of a certain pair that caught my eye.

14. What do most of your ships usually have in common?

Chemistry. Some kind of ability to constantly bounce off of one another - a constant give and take of meaning and expression.

Unless they can talk with/at each other for hours until they run out of breath and pass out, I'm not as interested. There needs to be banter, no matter if light-hearted or with deeper undertones. They just need to be able to talk to each other, even if most of the conversation is clever obfuscation of what they really mean.

15. What you absolutely hate in a ship?

Anything boring tbh. Oh, they're high-schoolers who are childhood friends and now they're holding hands and blushing? I don't care. Oh, they're planning a seaside wedding and nothing bad has ever happened, ever, and they love one another peacefully? YAWN. Oh, they're sitting down and having a talk about their feelings that sounds like it's come out of a the most recent therapy how-to booklet? Kill me immediately.

Give me adventure! Conflict! Chaos! Even just petty issues! PLEASE! I need these people to be doing something!

This has been very fun!

I'm tagging @elemental-queen-writes @polkadotcravat @bobafvcks @themurdochmemesteries AND anyone who wants to do this!

[flairina]

i read your Subsumption fic and liked it, so i made a thing. sending here since the thread on SV is currently locked. anyway, have a Beach(bank?) Episode.

Oh wow, receiving fanart in my tumblr inbox was seriously unexpected. Very nice! Love that Ashtaroth is fishing with Charlotte as the worm, that's just great. XD For the record, the SV thread also isn't locked! There aren't any rules about "necroing" on SV like there are on Spacebattles, and fanart is generally considered a relevant addition to the thread regardless; I've seen story threads revived years later just so someone could post fanart in them. As such, please feel free to post this there as well, though only if you want. Regardless, thank you! O(∩_∩)O

[lobotomydaughter]

i know you're not done with atla rn (love love seeing your updates and thoughts on the show btw) but i found this lil gem of a fic in that fandom with azula/aang and thought you might like it :))

"https://archiveofourown.org/works/49888189"

on ep 10 of the last season now jeje just about done. thoroughly enjoying atla i'm so glad i decided to watch it <33 i really only didn't like one of the main characters so there weren't any boring points in the show and so far there was only one filler episode i think?? the beach one -- which i found pretty funny.

i've been watching episodes whenever i'm not at work/on break/have very patient friends who were willing to watch a few hours with me instead of going out like originally planned so 😅 i got through it pretty fast.

also!!! this fic. yes. oh my god yes. as soon as i saw the cannibalism tag i was like wow, this truly is a fic meant for me. and then i read it and fell in love with the author's portrayal of azula's grief being this soothing act of self-service born of bitterness and love. very raw. the cannibalism as a metaphor for love always wins.

[orcelito]

honestly i find it hilarious that discacc has gotten so big and continues to grow, like. it is by Far the longest soulmate fic in the fandom. and im getting up there in kudos. eventually, i feel like it’s gonna become The Thing to read if u want a soulmate au for this pairing (if it isnt already)

and i find that hilarious bc it was just a passing fucking whim to write a soulmate au that’s just blown up into this WHOLE big thing. i dont even care That much about soulmate aus. 

[intothewickedwood]

Once Upon A Time Rewatch: 7x07 Eloise Gardener

Yay! Love this episode!

Yep, so they basically confirmed that the Wish Realm was around long before Emma arrived there by showing this flashback and revealing it occurred many years ago. That would be impossible if it was only created like 30 years after the curse. I reckon Emma’s/Split Queen’s Wish only caused her to replace Wish Emma.

Wait, so Wish Hook still being young in this flashback indicates that there is also a Wish Neverland. We know there’s a Wish Peter Pan as he appears in one of the last few episodes, but the original was originally from the Enchanted Forest. Then again, he appeared a lot younger than he should be as well.

Wish Hook could have never gone to the Land Without Magic like he planned, unless there’s a wish version of that realm as well.

I wanna know how Wish Snowing stole her magic.

Wish Hook does generally seem less ruthless than original Hook, even before he had Alice. Maybe we just caught him on a good day but if not, it’s interesting that they have slight differences in their personalities despite their paths being the same at this point. I wonder if any of the other wish!characters have naturally different personalities to their counterparts.

Does Victoria even care about her step-granddaughter? Probably not. She just wants to punish Ella and use Lucy’s belief.

That bond he feels is for Alice not bloody Gothel but of course the curse twists things.

I will forever be bothered by the fact that the tower should be impossible to climb. That is a damn smooth surface most of the way up. At least season 3 Rapunzel's tower had crevices to aid Charming, but this is just bananas. 

For so long I thought the tower didn’t have a kitchen, but it totally does. No sign of a bathroom. Fair enough there’s no toilet but what about a bath or something. Maybe there’s a sink?

Talk about getting your hair tangled lol.

She’s holding a pan just like in the Tangled movie, only she’s not Rapunzel.

Remember when the actresses who played Rapunzel, Alice, Gothel and Wendy all went to Disneyland together? That was so cute!

From how she identified Eloise’s supposed past situation I’m guessing Tilly has memories of having a bad home life and parents who didn’t care. I know Rumple said her ‘father’ was the only person who understood her, but I reckon, in her memories, he was so brainwashed by the cult he lost sight of what was important, his daughter and her well-being. Go read abetternameneeded’s fics about Tilly, her father and the cult on Ao3. They are so freaking amazing! 

“And bring a sandwich!” Tilly and her sandwiches haha.

Victoria was gonna straight up kill Rogers.

Why couldn’t they have had some kinda vine creature or a whomping willow defending the garden instead. It would have been so much cooler.

Wish Hook and original Hook likely do have other children they don’t know of. Maybe they abstained for a while after Milah but before that he probably had like 12 baby mamas. Those kids must have died by this point then, since presumably they didn’t go to Neverland to stay young. 

Every version of Smee is so in love with Hook and you can’t convince me otherwise. Jealous of Rapunzel, are we, Smee?

Wow, the sexual tension between Victoria and Gothel in this scene lol. I don’t think either of them are straight.

Jacinda is so in love with Henry, bless her.

Poor Regina having to break Glass Believer apart to save Henry. 

I wonder why it took Lucy about 2 years to find Henry. Did she lose the book up until a few weeks ago? Did it take her a while to believe in the stories? 

I miss the sea. I usually go to the beach once a year but haven’t for the past 2 because of the pandemic. Damn, I miss the theatre even more. I would love to see the Prince of Egypt onstage. It’s one of my favourite movies and my favourite animated movie ever. And there’s a Spring Awakening revival! But I digress!

Tilly really doesn’t want to lie to him. She was about to turn back.

“I spoke to one of the runaways from the old group home.” Oh! So she does have memories of being in a group home. That’s where I got that from. I was beginning to think I just made that up. 

I know it is widely headcanoned that the notebook is Tilly’s or Alice’s, but I really don’t think so. For one, those drawings are modern, and Tilly would have recognised the notebook. She would have realised that she was the ‘Eloise’ he was looking for (as I initially suspected would happen. I first thought she was lying about her own death because she didn’t wanna be found. I was convinced she was Eloise, and Eloise and Hook’s daughter were one in the same, so this really made me question if Tilly was even his daughter). There is no indication that she ever recognised it, however. She wouldn’t have felt the need to apologise if she didn’t think she’d lied to cover up who she thought was the real Eloise.

Poor Rogers. Due to Eloise being the redirected focus of his anguish over Alice he must feel like he’s just heard his daughter is dead.

If that drawing was only freshly made, how comes it fits exactly wear it was supposedly torn out? I suppose Rumple could have ‘borrowed’ the notebook and made a clever copy.

“It turns out abandoning people just isn’t my thing.” I mean, he presumably abandoned Wish Baelfire but I guess he learned from that mistake.

Does he know if that flower can be used to free ‘Rapunzel’ as well as to trap Wish Rumple? Was he willing to sacrifice his revenge for ‘Rapunzel’?

Oh, okay, he only needs one petal.

He should probably hide that dagger somewhere else, like in his house or something.

Thank goodness baby Alice cried. Hook could have left without even noticing.

Quick, Hook! Grab the baby and climb out before Gothel can! If only he had a giant trampoline so he could just jump out with Alice. 

Hang on. If Hook had taken the remaining petal and trapped Wish Rumple, or anyone for that matter, would that person have taken Alice’s place or would Wish Rumple be trapped in there with his worst enemy and a baby? I’m guessing it’s the former as they’d have to be in Alice’s bloodline. Quick, find Liam II or an estranged cousin and shove them in there instead lol! Or do they have to be from Gothel’s side of the family? So many questions.

Gothel was straight up willing to leave her baby to starve to death. Wow. She is definitely a huge contender for worst parent in the whole damn show. The only person who comes super close and might actually be the winner if we include ouat in wonderland is Jafar’s father because he straight up violently drowned his son in a basin. I’m pretty sure he actually killed Jafar but Jafar’s mother’s magic dust resurrected him. Honestly, both ‘parents’ are heinous and belong together.

Wish Hook could never leave his child, but can you imagine if he had? He’d live a life riddled with guilt and Gothel probably would have enslaved him.

Please stop touching him.

Oh, Victoria locked Gothel up somewhere else? I suppose that makes sense since she knew people were onto her.

The Eloise Gardener mystery was cleverly woven into the curse by Gothel so that she could count on being freed when the time was right. The question is, why did she feel the need to be held captive by Tremaine in the first place? Was it so Tremaine would think she was in control, thus keeping Drizella satisfied and in her pocket?

It’s nice he made Smee captain.

Agggh! This scene! I’mma cry! Look at Wish Hook with his baby girl. Most important person in the world to him who he loves more than anything. I love it so much!

He’s so happy to have his baby in his arms. Look at Alice smile! 

I wish we had a flashback of Killian and Liam’s mother, Alice. For a while I thought Killian and Rumple might share the sane mother because neither had been introduced at the time. I’ve probably said this before. Been doing this rewatch and writing my thoughts on this blog for nearly 3 years and I cannot remember anything I’ve said. 

I’ve said this exactly 1 million times, but it will always get to me that they established in s6 that the Wish Realm was created by a wish at a time where Emma was an adult. If that was the case, there should be no Wish Hook flashbacks. And we know that the Wish Hook flashbacks aren’t just false memories that were planted by Emma/Split Queen’s wish because he actually went to the New Enchanted Forest, slept with a woman who was not from the Wish Realm and had a baby as proof that that time he spent in the New Enchanted Forest was indeed real. And then he spent years raising the baby who was of two worlds in the NEF. That should be impossible if we are to believe the Wish Realm was created with Princess Emma already an adult. It literally drives me bananas. Time travel has to be involved or the Wish Realm was there longer than we were told.

That reveal and then the scene switches to Tilly! Love it so much! 

When Tilly opened her eyes, it looked like she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. I wonder if she blacked out.

Poor Tilly. She’s so sorry and it’s because of Gothel. Gothel should be the one who’s freaking sorry.

It hurts! Hook being disappointed in Alice. Help!

When Alice cries, I cry.

Parents giving Tilly dirty looks.

Where’d they appear from.

This scene makes me feel sick. It reminds me of the time social workers took me away from my mum. It was horrible. For the best at the time, but such a sickening feeling.

Why is Drizella so horrible to Ella? Does she blame her for what happened to Anastasia or is she just copying her mother’s behaviour towards her. What’s it to her if Lucy goes to live with her stepsister? Maybe it’s because their dad loved Ella more. I honestly think Ella may have been his favourite.

[multishippingtrashfire]

What is your headcanon about Azula and Sokka's relationship? Like do you think they get along or only pretend to for Zuko's sake?

oooh I love this question

I think initially, Sokka would have to force it/pretend. Azula came ridicuolously close to killing them, multiple times PLUS killing Zuko as well. Those are hard things to forget about. 

Zuko of course just wants everything to be okay, I mean Azula is his baby sister and the trauma of their childhoods manifested differently in both of them. Zuko has started to heal and I truly think he would want the same for Azula. Plus, beyond Iroh, Azula and Ozai are the only family he has and its fuck Ozai to the end of time, so really its just Iroh and Azula. 

Eventually, I think Sokka would realize just how strong the awkwardness runs in Fire Nation Royal Family, because honestly Azula is just as bad, if not worse than Zuko (see: the Beach episode). And once Sokka sees that, it’s kind of endearing because wow do these kids have no social understanding. 

Then Azula is kind of like “stop forcing this, you hate me so go away” and Sokka says something very reminiscent of what Mai said to Azula at Boiling Rock. Sokka tells her that he loves Zuko more than he hates her and for Zuko’s sake, he wants to make an effort. And Azula can’t help but understand. 

They gradually spend more time together, but mostly Azula still spends her time with Lo, Li, Ty Lee, Mai and Zuko. And then she discovers that her and Sokka like discussing battle plans (even though there are no battles, they are basically playing World of Warcraft for funzies) and realize they think kind of similarly. Azula enlightens Sokka to some ruthless plays and strategies and Sokka is terrified but impressed. 

Then Azula stumbles upon Sokka inventing one day and suddenly, they are just fucking around all the time and Zuko is worried that his idiot boyfriend and baby sister are gonna get themselves killed (he bonds with Katara over this feeling) but he also can’t be bothered to stop them, because honestly, its adorable. Plus it gives Azula a more healthy outlet as opposed to vengeance. 

I think they would grow to respect each other first, before they liked each other. 

But once they like each other, all Im seeing is Sokka trying to give Azula dating advice for Ty Lee. (ALSO HOW CUTE WOULD IT BE FOR AZULA TO COME OUT TO SOKKA FIRST OMGGGGG) Like how to ask her out, telling her the best moves he’s got that worked on Zuko (Zuko vehemently tells Azula that Sokka is not nearly as smooth as he thinks he is.) 

And then Sokka grows to love Azula, because Zuko loves Azula. 

For good measure, here are my fav Azula, Sokka and Zuko bonding fics:

1. you remind me that (it's such a wonderful thing to love) by chaotic_trash_gremlin and ladanse

Summary: five times azula and sokka collaborated for (mostly) good, and one time they decidedly did not

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24749542

2. that's how i learned how to survive by cool lesbian (falloutblink182)

Summary: It's Father's Day. Maybe that's not so bad. [Or: It's Father's Day, and Zuko is actually fine.]

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24883576

If you have recommendations, please send them my way, as I dont see the sibling bonding between Zuko and Azula enough. 

[literali1110]

Thanks @poppypickle for the tag! Started a new post because the other threads were getting long, hope that's ok!

Name or preferred nickname: Li (nickname just because my real name is pretty rare)

Pronouns: she/her

What's the story behind your username: some weird combination of my name and the word Literally 😅 I actually wanted it to sound more like Literary because I made it up before posting my first fic but literali fit better with my name. Sometimes I wish I could change it but...it's probably too late now! 1110 is my bday :)

General location: Eastern hemisphere. How's that for general? ;P

Tell us something cool about you in real life: my background is in science and I'm starting a new job soon I'm pretty excited about working on developing a gene therapy drug!

Favorite Chenford moment: this is hard but I think I'm going to be cliche and say the moment he saves her in 2x11 just because of how he's holding on to her for dear life. And just the whole arc of him feeling responsible for what happened to her - GOLD.

Here are some of my first thoughts I shared on a chat after I saw that episode:

"OMG the rookie 2x11 WOW I already knew what the storyline was but to actually see it - the way they had no music at the end/just lucy singing 🥺

And then TIM was the one who found her and got her out and preformered CPR including MOUTH TO MOUTH (which I'm pretty sure you're not really supposed to do anymore so that was totally for the drama/fans) and then she was sobbing and he HELD HER, I wish could hear what he was saying to her there, and the he stayed by her bed the WHOLE night 😍😍😍 "

Moment that made you start shipping them: I started watching already knowing about the ship and I binged the show in about a week (thru 3x04 I think) but I don't think I really saw them with potential to be a couple (at least not at that moment in time) in the very beginning - Tim was, well, an ass, for a while. But then Lucy stood up to him with Isabel and I think 1x20 is when I really felt more strongly about them as a couple. In S2 their relationship definitely felt like it was in a new place and let's talk about 2x03 THE BET because that, I feel, is a HUGE sign from the writers that Chenford was going to be a thing. The looks she gives him in the episode? Please.

And then came 2x11 and you already saw my thoughts on that above and I think by then I was fully on board the Chenford train! And of course reading all the great fic about them just made me love them and want them together even more!

Who you think will realize they have FEELINGS first:

I think I agree with what I've seen a lot of people say - that Tim will realize first (maybe when Lucy goes UC?) But he'll wait for Lucy to make the first move. And after her "confession" she seems pretty unaware of her feelings so we'll see when that happens...

Favorite character who isn’t Lucy or Tim:

Jackson or Angela.

But also Nyla!

And Kojo ❤️

Favorite Chenford headcanon:

I love that everyone decided they're going to have a daughter. I love that they have a dog together - I'm not sure if they're at the place where they take hikes together just yet but I'm sure Lucy dogsits sometimes and begs Tim for pictures.

They're gonna be surrogate parents to Tamara for the rest of her life.

They're gonna be aunt and uncle to angel and Wesley's kids and vice versa.

And they're never gonna stop trying to one up eachother, always challenging one another and setting up little pranks!

Do you write fics/make gifs/make vids/do something else cool? You’re awesome! Share your stuff:

I do have a few Chenford fics - I'm LiteraLi on AO3. I also have a few more ideas I'm working on, although I'm a slow writer and a procrastinator but I don't think you've seen the last of me yet!

Fic you’re rec’ing the most right now:

At the top, I gotta rec anything by @fromiftowhen and @universallongings . Then, anything by @farfarawaygirl @firstdegreefangirl @crose84 @toews-a-peek @jakelovesamy @asroarke and @poppypickle .

Special shout out to Beach Relaxation (A Guided Meditation by Tim Bradford) that @crose84 wrote in response to a promt for me - you must check it out, it's the sweetest thing ever!

But seriously there is sooooo much good fic out there and I'm sorry if I didn't mention anyone by name - just scroll through the chenford tag on AO3 and you'll be sure to find some amazing fic!!

Tag another Chenford fan to fill this out: @lupin72 who gets allllll the credit for introducing me to this ship!

And anyone who wants to do it!!

[metalbvcky]

2020 Fic Year in Review

I’m waiting for my Sims game to finish updating, so I thought I’d do this since I saw @kalee60‘s post about it :) 

Total number of completed stories: 

14 (15 if you include a short 1am-oneshot I orphaned haha) 

Total number of words: 

111,575 (and that’s not including stuff I scrapped/haven’t posted omg) 

Fandoms written in:

Marvel/Stucky but also Supernatural (on my main) just a tad because haven’t posted anything yet but I’m including it anyway haha 

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?

Oh, absolutely! Heck, I never thought I’d write anything when it comes to fic because I’ve always kept quiet about my writing. (And I’ve been doing it since I was like 12 and it all started with my Club Penguin phase pffft)  But my interest turned into an obsession rather quickly and I honestly can say, without a doubt, that @buckybees​ is the whole reason why I even got the courage to post my first fic! I’m so glad I did because writing fic has given me a new perspective on fandom in general. And it makes me appreciate fandom/fanon even more. 

What’s your own favourite story of the year?

Pretty much all of them but Bucky's Got a Bun in the Oven? holds a special place in my heart. Not only was it my first published fic, but I never thought I’d write something like that. I go back and re-read it frequently since it’s so short. 

No lie: Sometimes I look back at that fic and it makes me wanna write a series of short oneshots with Pregnant!Bucky. Like, just Domestic Steve/Bucky living in the modern day with a baby on the way. Bucky shopping for baby clothes, decorating the nursery, having snack parties with Natasha, taking care of the baby after the birth, those sort of things. Oh, I think I just talked myself into another idea. 😂 

Did you take any writing risks this year?

Ehh, not really? However, I did write a series of crack oneshots lol. Some are crazier than others. 

Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the new year?

Apple Pie Crumble Cake - This is my #1 goal. It’s a Bakery!AU Kid Fic that I’ve been planning for months. It’s gonna be multi-chaptered, and at least 50k. I have 10 chapters outlined and there are still more I need to get to, but probably won’t until I start writing the darn thing lol. 

I wanna start posting some smut oneshots on my secondary pseud, I have some done but I don’t think those will ever see the light of day since they’re just for practice- most of them were thought of on the spot without any outlining. I’d like to keep anything (totally) nsfw separate from my default pseud, just to be organized lol. And yes, this asexual read/writes smut. 😏 (my personal rule is as long as it doesn’t involve me, I’m good!) 

I thought long and hard on this in the past week or so, and originally I thought I’d join the Shrunkyclunks ‘21 Bang but the more I thought about it, the less I wanted to do it. It’d be my first bang, and while I have an idea, it’s just a little intimating to me lol. Soo, I’ll pass this year. Instead, I’m gonna look out for a Bingo whenever a new one starts up, since I’ll prob be more comfortable with that :) 

(Does this short lil Beach!AU count even though it’ll be done in 2020 but will be posted next year?? lolol) 

On my main, I’m writing a Supernatural + Spongebob crossover fic. Sort of like the episode, Scoobynatural. And I have a feeling that it’s gonna be turned into a series because I’m latched onto this idea- that started as a joke. 

Most popular story of the year.

Are we talking hits or kudos?? Hits, Buchanan Medical. Kudos, The Case of Bucky’s Wisdom Teeth. Eitherway, I’m so happy those two made it as my most popular stories. Buchanan Med is close to me on a personal level, and Bucky’s wisdom teeth fic is something I’ve always wanted to read but never existed :3 

Story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion:

I think @kalee60​ explained it perfectly when it comes to fics ‘flopping’ (I see this a lot on r/fanfiction) People will see it, they might like it, or won’t like it. And that’s okay! Not everything is for everyone, neither are tropes/genres. I know myself, I’m not a fan of A/B/O and the same could go for someone else who likes my personal favorite genre, hurt/comfort. And sometimes it’s kinda like an age old Tumblr saying: A post that took time and effort can get little as 10 notes but a spur of the moment post can get thousands. (Okay so, I made that up on the spot pffft) 

Most fun story to write.

Buchanan Medical, but Mercury In Retrograde was super fun since I added the whole ‘space puns/pickup lines’ aspect to it. They basically share the same AU, but they’re totally different and that’s why I love them.  

Most unintentionally telling story:

The entire Buchanan Med series. I wanted to explore Steve having asthma in a modern universe (because I too suffer from it- my whole life) and I really, truly, bled a little bit of my personal experience with the disease into the series. Having Bucky there, taking care of/treating Steve? It felt really comforting to me. And hey, write those self comfort fics!!! 

Biggest disappointment.

I hoped to finish the last oneshot of Buchanan Med this year but sadly, my motivation for it just tanked. I write hurt/comfort best when I’m in the right mood for it, and I’m still waiting for it to come back to me, whenever that may be XD. 

Biggest surprise.

The amount of reception I’ve gotten overall, the people I’ve met, the friends I’ve made, and new fandom experiences I’ve gotten to experience myself! Seriously, never in a million years did I think I’ve ever call myself a fanfic writer. But here I am, and I couldn’t be happier <3

~~~

My Sims game finished updating on the fifth question but I kept on rambling because I love taking about my writing!!! It made me realize that wow, I really did do a lot this year when it comes to fanon- especially since it was my first time delving into the world that is fanfiction writing <3 I have many hobbies, video games being the longest one, but I think I’ve spent more time writing/reading than playing games this year. My teenager-self WOULD NEVER believe that! But as the legendary Reggie Fils-Aimesays once said, "If it’s not fun, why bother?” 

I’m gonna tag you guys if you wanna do this! @buckybees​ @justice-for-plums​ @hbalbat​ @its-tortle​ @captainjanegay​ @greyhavensking​ @snarky-drabbles​ @joharvele​ @musette22​ @mysterious-marvel​ 

[venhedish]

Tagged by: @fallcolorspringrapid! Thank yew! I feel like I’m back on MySpace (affectionate).

Last song listened to: Glasser - Apply (which also happens to be my current favorite song and I can’t stop listening to it help.)

Last movie watched: Wow, uh. I don’t watch many movies anymore, I guess? I think it was Knives Out with @kalutyka a couple weeks ago.

Last tv show watched: Surprisingly NOT Supernatural. I watched a couple episodes of The Owl House before bed last night. Highly recommend, btw!

Last limited-series watched (bc it deserves its own category): Queen’s Gambit, I’m pretty sure. Sexy, sexy, chess! Also recommended.

Currently reading: My fic answer - Who Watches Over Me by Nyxocity (J2 movie star/bodyguard enemies to lovers AU. I’m like halfway through it). Non fic answer - Mouthful of Birds by Samantha Schweblin (horror/fantasy short story collection - “Schweblin's stories have the feel of a sleepless night, where every shadow and bump in the dark take on huge implications, leaving your pulse racing, and the line between the real and the strange blurs.” Very Good so far!)

Looking forward to: My beloved @kalutyka is gonna be here in my house this time next week, and then we’re road-tripping to the beach!! And on the way back we’re getting lunch with @ravingliberal!!! ❤❤❤

Last podcast: The Plaidcast Supernatural Rewatch. I’m only a few episodes in, but boy do I love it already. Very good and cool literary analysis of the show by two friends who know what they’re talking about. I’ve already learned a bunch of cool shit I had no idea about (and also I agree with their takes, so I’m biased).

Current project: A thousand WIPs or plans for fic-to-come, but the most complete is The dreaded Mystery Spot darkfic. Also my SPN proship discord server has decided on a whim to star a minecraft server and build the bunker, among other things, so that too, I guess.

Curent mood: Lazy, randomly chilly rainy mid-spring day. I’ve accomplished nothing of value, but I’m content.

Current wish: To get back on my bullshit and manage a more consistent sleep and work schedule. I’ve been all over the place in terms of sleep and productivity, and I really, really need to get myself back to a more steady, predictable daily schedule.

Currently learning: How to play arpeggios on the ukulele.

Last fic read: A Room with You in it, by yourperiphery. AFAIK this fic isn’t on the internet anymore, but I have a pdf copy if anyone is interested! Non-AU J2 fic that chronicles a year after the end of s3 (written before s4 aired based on some of the wild predictions this fic made on the direction the show would go, lol). VERY sweet idiots-to-lovers slow burn fic. Y’all really caught me in the middle of an RPF binge, lmao.

Currently craving: a back massage tbh. wouldnt say no to ice cream, but i’d literally never say no to ice cream, so.

Tagging: @kalutyka, @ohnoitsthebat, @cassandraleeds, @loverofdemoncorns, and @ghost-go-roasty-mctoasty because why not? Also in general just consider yourself tagged by me if you wanna play. I will not stop you, I promise.

[atlafan]

Take it Slow - Part Eighty-Four

a/n: okay this is my first shot at a harry:y/n fic, and it will be multiple parts. y/n had a bad experience with an ex over a year ago, and finally accepts her coworker and good friend Niall’s invitation to go on a blind date with his friend Harry.

Warnings: TW: mention of past abuse. Slight angst, little bit of smut, and a ton of fluff. 

Masterpost (all previous parts can be found in the masterpost)

You had the perfect last morning at the beach. None of you wanted to leave, but it had to be done. You all help to pack up the cars.

“Before we all leave, I just wanna say thanks again for everything. This was the perfect weekend.” You say to everyone. Everyone says how much a good time they had too.

“I’ll see yeh at home, I’m gonna drop Niall off and go pick up Buster.” Harry says to you.

“Alright, baby.” You kiss him and climb into Sarah’s car.

Rachel was driving this time, so Mariah takes the passenger seat. You didn’t mind at all. You were exhausted and ended up falling asleep for most of the drive. Luckily it didn’t take much time at all to get back to the city since a lot of the traffic was going the other way.

You hug the girls goodbye and get all your shit upstairs. You weren’t sure if you wanted to wait to shower with Harry or not…but you felt gross from being at the beach so you opt to take a quick one. You throw on a pair of athletic shorts and a t-shirt and sit on the sofa. You go through a ton of the pictures that were taken over the weekend and post a good chunk of them. You hear the pitter patter of feet and you stand up immediately.

“Buster! Come to mumma!”

He runs over to you and you get on your knees so you can properly hug your fluffy boy.

“Jesus, we need to take him for a hair cut soon, huh?”

“I’ll say.” Harry chuckles. “Isaac said he was an angel, as always.”

“Oh good.” You look back at Buster. “You were a good boy while mummy and daddy were away, hm?” He licks your cheek. “Oh, thank you, so sweet.” You stand up and hug Harry. He wraps his arms around you. “Can we just chill for the rest of the day. M’craving some alone time with my boys.”

“That sounds amazing. Let me just grab a shower. I can see you already took one.”

“I wanted to wait for you, but I felt so gross.”

“It’s alright.” He smiles and goes down the hall.

“Come on Buster, let’s get cozy while we wait for daddy.”

Harry comes out a few minutes later in just a pair of boxers, finally feeling free to do so. He sits down next to you and puts his feet up on the ottoman.

“Sometimes I forget how much I actually hate wearin’ clothes.”

“Look at you, you tanned so well babe.” He looks down at himself.

“Guess I did, huh. You did too. Your burn faded really fast.” He pokes your cheek. “And you’re freckly, so cute.”

“Oh stop it.” You giggle.

He grabs the remote and turns on Netflix to pick up where you left off on Glee.

“I’m sorry, I just need to take a moment to document this. Are you voluntarily watching Glee?”

“I need to know if they win sectionals or not.” He says without looking at you and you burst out laughing. “This show is fuckin’ stupid and unrealistic, I can’t believe they got away with half the shit they’re doin’.”

“Oh honey, and we’re not even done with the first season yet. You’ve got a long way to go.”

“Well I’m strapped in so let’s go.” He hits play and yanks you closer to him.

“Wanna spoon?”

“Duh.”

You laugh and lay on your side in front of him. He lays behind you, keeping a hand on your hip and a leg between yours.

“We have some frozen meals in the freezer we can have for dinner later, I do not have the energy to shop and cook.” You tell him.

“Me neither.” He holds you a little closer as the episode really gets going.

“Woah, woah, woah, Finn’s not goin’!”

“He just found out everyone knew Puck is the father, and that Quinn’s been lying to him. You’d be pissed too.”

“Yeah, but now they don’t have enough people to go! What the fuck?”

A few more minutes pass and you hear Harry suck his teeth.

“Are you kiddin’ me?! That other school stole their routine, and now they have to do a bunch of unrehearsed numbers? This is bullocks.”

“Harry.” You turn to look at him. “Imagine watching this week to week. At least we can watch the next episode right away. This one ends on a cliff hanger.”

“Jesus, no wonder this used to work you up in high school, my fuckin’ heart is racin’.”

You and Harry easily watch four episodes of Glee because he just needed to know what happened next. But you both needed to take a break, and Buster needed to be taken out. You take him for a walk while Harry makes a couple of the frozen meals. You both sit on the sofa as you eat.

“You wanna watch more, don’t you?”

“No.” He scoffs. “Okay, why can’t we just finish the first season? I need to know if they win regionals or not. And if Finn and Rachel are gonna happen, this is very important.”

You nod and turn the TV back to Glee so you can continue watching together. It was a lot of fun to share something you loved so much Harry. Your phone goes off about halfway through the episode and you pause it to answer. It was Seth.

“Hey.” You say brightly.

“Hey! How was your weekend away?”

“Oh it was amazing!”

“What did Harry get you?”

“He’s flying my Nannie in for the Jewish New Year next month.” You say smiling.

“Wow! That’s awesome…so now that you’re back…”

“When are you free?” You giggle.

“Saturday?”

“That’s soon! I’ll have to check with Isaac, and Harry.”

“I know it’s short notice, but you’re making me wait over here.”

“Very true…alright. Let me get back to you tomorrow, I should have an answer. I think we were thinking of going to that adult arcade.”

“Oh that place is fun! Yeah, I’d be up for that.”

“Cool, I’ll text you later.

“Alright, see ya.” You hang up and look at Harry.

“Do we have plans Saturday night?”

“Guess we do now.” He huffs. “Sorry, can we go back to what’s important please?” He presses play so you can continue watching the show. You can’t help but laugh. You love him more and more every day.

//

You and Harry enjoy some nice, soft cuddles, opting in to turn in early for bed. You’re both just laying there, naked and tangled up in each other. His hand lightly dances over your skin, tracing your tan lines.

“It really was the perfect weekend, huh?” You say to him.

“Mhm. I’m so glad you had a good birthday.”

“I had the best birthday, thanks to you.”

“Hey, your friends helped too.”

“Yeah…but you just being you also made it great.”

He leans in and kisses you softly. You give him an Eskimo kiss and giggle. He squishes his nose to yours again and he giggles too.

“Wanna make love to yeh.” He whispers against your lips.

You hum your response and he brings your leg up over his hip. He slowly inserts into your warmth. You moan when you feel him slowly stretch you out. He slowly moves so he’s on his back and you’re on top of him. You dip your head down to kiss him as you move your hips in slow circles on him.

“God, you’re so wet.” He groans and rolls his head back.

His hands slide up your body and cup your breasts. He was being so light and airy with you, it was nice. You roll your hips down on him, and grind back and forth. You put your hands over his and he squeezes your breasts. He thrusts up into you and you fall on him so you’re chest to chest. His hands slide to your back, holding you even tighter to him.

“Want you on top.” You say into his ear.

“Want me on top, baby?”

“Yeah.” You whine.

You both roll over and he smiles at you, caressing your cheek as he rocks in and out of you. He takes one of your hands in his and intertwines your fingers. He rests it next to your head. His other hand snakes between the two of you so he can rub your swollen clit. His thumb rubs slow, precise circles just where you need it. You moan out his name and stick your tongue out so he’ll kiss you. His forehead was sweaty against yours.

“Feel so good baby, I don’t think you’ve ever been this wet before.”

“Just feels so good, you’re so good Harry.”

You start clenching around him, he can tell you’re close. He rubs your clit faster as he thrusts deeper inside you. Your back arches as you release, and Harry’s isn’t too far behind. He kisses you deeply as he fills you up, and you swallow his moans. He pulls out of you and looks down, his eyes growing side.

“What is it?”

“Okay, don’t freak out…”

“Freak out about wh-“ You look down and see him covered in your period blood.

“Guess that’s why you felt so wet.” He smirks. “Did you know you were-“

“Please, I’m going to be sick.”

“Babe, it’s okay, I-“

“Harry, please.” Tears well up in your eyes. “I’m extremely embarrassed, and you’re covered, and oh my god.” You get off the bed and see splotches of blood. Your eyes grow wide. “Oh no.” You start breathing faster.

Your mind fills with flashes of that night, the remnants of your sheets afterwards.

“Oh no, what? Y/N?”

You screw your eyes shut, and see more, feel more. You feel a hand on your back and without thinking or even realizing where you are…

“Don’t touch me!” Smack. Your vision is hazy and you feel yourself lose your balance.

When you come to, you’re dressed in your comfiest pj’s and laying on the bed. It was stripped, you could feel your foam topper. You look over and see Harry sitting up against the headboard. He had an ice-pack pressed to his cheek and had his phone in his other hand, just scrolling.

“Harry?” He looks at you with concern, but a half smile. He sets his phone down on the night table.

“Hey baby…feelin’ alright?”

“What…happened?” You sit up and remember you got your period. You reach into your underwear and feel a bad and sigh.

“I, uh, hope I put it in there right…I read the directions on the box.”

“You put this on me?”

“Sort of had, to you wouldn’t wake up and I didn’t want you bleedin’ out. Sheets are in the wash. I would’ve put the others on, but I wanted you to lay down. You scared me…you wouldn’t wake up. I didn’t know what to do.”

“Why do you have an ice pack on your cheek?” He peels it away and you gasp when you see how red his cheek is, a bruise forming.

“You…well, I think you blacked out and you slapped me.”

“I slapped you?!” Tears prick at your eyes.

“Yeah.” He looks down, and back at you. “But it’s okay!” He grabs one of your hands to try to soothe you. “I know you didn’t do it on purpose. Your eyes glazed over, it was like you were somewhere else, like you thought I was someone else.”

“Harry, I am so sorry. You have to know I would never, I mean, I know I get in people’s faces, but I am not a violent person, I, I, I-“ Your breathing starts to quicken again but he cups your cheek.

“Please, stay with me. You’re okay.” He kisses your hand. “I’m not mad, I was a little shocked, but it’s okay, really.” He gives you a reassuring smile.

“But your poor cheek…”

“It’ll be fine.” He sighs and puts the ice-pack back on. “Can you try to tell me what happened? Although I have an idea.”

“I think when I looked down at the sheets and saw all the blood…” You take a deep breath and you feel tears burn your cheeks. “I haven’t had a flash in a really long time, months…” You look at him and frown. “I’m so sorry, Harry. I feel terrible. I…”

“You were just defending yourself. I put my hand on your back to try to calm you down when I saw you breathin’ heavy, but you were too far gone.”

“What if someone thinks I’m beating on you or something?! You can’t go to work like that.”

“Baby, no one’s gonna think that. I’m keepin’ the ice on it for good measure. I’ll put some makeup on it tomorrow, it’ll be fine.”

The washer goes off and Harry gets up to go flip the load.

“Can I get you anything? Some water? Water’s probably a good idea.” You nod and he goes out to take care of things.

He comes back in with a glass of water and some other sheets. Buster comes trotting in. You pet him while you sip on your water, and Harry makes up the bed.

“All done.” He smiles at you. “Let’s get some sleep, yeah?”

“How are you so calm about all this?”

“Not my first time bein’ slapped by a woman.” He rubs the back of his neck.

“Oh, Harry.” You can’t help but chuckle.

“There we go, gotcha to laugh.” He wraps his arms around you. “It’s okay. You’re okay, we’re okay. You didn’t purposefully try to hurt me.”

“Never.” You kiss him gently on the lips and sigh. “M’just gonna do my thing in the bathroom and then I’ll come to bed.”

You go in and sit down on the toilet. Harry actually did do a decent job of positioning the pad in your underwear. He was a saint, an absolute saint. You clean yourself up and stand to wash your face. You can’t help but cry again. For months you had been fine, more than fine. Now you can’t even see your own blood without freaking out? You take a deep breath and go back out to the bedroom.

“C’mere, angel. Let me holdja.”

You give him a small smile and get into bed. You go right into his arms and lay your head on his chest. He has one hand on your head, playing with your hair, and the other on your arm, rubbing up and down. He knew you were anything but calm.

“Listen, if you don’t wanna go to work tomorrow, you could always come with me…spend the day with Buster…”

“Harry, I’ll be just fine to go to work.”

“But if you’re still…you know…”

“I think after some sleep, I’ll be calmer. I’m more concerned about you.”

“I told you, I’ll just put some makeup on.”

//

You slept, but you felt like a zombie when your alarm went off. Suddenly going to work with Harry didn’t seem like such a bad idea, but you knew you couldn’t do that. You get up and shower. You blow dry your hair and throw a work-appropriate dress on. You put some makeup on and go to take Buster out. Back to your old routine. When you come back you go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

“Y/N?” You hear Harry call for your and go into the bedroom. You see the light on in the bathroom and go in there.

“What is it, doll?”

“Well, first, how are you feelin’?” He turns to look at you and you grimace when you see the bruise on his cheek. “It looks worse, I promise. It doesn’t hurt.”

“I’m okay…” He nods. You look to see he’s holding your liquid foundation. “Need some help?”

“A little…”

You sit up on the counter and he stands between his legs.

“I’ll have to put it all over so it blends more naturally. And then I’ll have to put some bronzer on. Your skin is so much darker than mine.”

“Do whatever you need.”

You can’t help but bite your inner cheek to keep from crying. How could you do this to him?

“I promise I’m alright, honey. Please don’t be upset.”

You nod and dab some of the makeup on him. Once you get it the way you like he looks in the mirror and gives you an approving look.

“Can’t even see it, well done.”

“You wear makeup well, Harry.”

“I do, don’t I?” He puckers his lips and looks away, trying to make a funny modeling face, making you laugh. You hop off the counter. He wraps his arms around you. “You call me if you feel weird at all today, alright?”

“Alright.”

“Bring Buster with yeh. You need him more than I do today.”

“Thanks Harry.”

//

It was one of those mornings where you and Niall weren’t able to carpool. You get up to your office and everyone is happy to see you. You were thankful it was Tuesday. You needed Dr. Mara today. When you get to your office you take a deep breath. You see Niall walk in with your coffee. Your bottom lip quivers and his smile fades immediately. He closes the door behind him.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, Niall!” You go over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. You sob into his neck.

“Hey! What’s wrong? What happened? Did Harry do somethin’?” You mumble no into his neck. “Y/N, please, calm down, just tell me what happened.” He rubs your back and you step away from him. Your eye makeup was all smeared.

He walks over to your desk to grab you some tissues.

“Thanks.” You blot your eyes. You shouldn’t have even bothered with mascara today. “We were having such a nice night last night. God, he was being so soft with me, it was so sweet.” Niall nods. “But when he pulled out…” You look down. “We realized I had…well…Aunt Flow…”

“Right.”

“I got up, and I looked at the sheets. It had gotten everywhere…and….God, Niall, it was bad it was so bad. I was completely brought back to that night, and I blacked out…I slapped Harry.” You voice cracks.

“What do you mean you slapped him?” He asks softly.

“I slapped him across the cheek and when he tried to calm me down. It was like I didn’t know it was him. I think I passed out too. When I woke up, I was all cleaned up and dressed, laying on the bed. And there he was, cool as a cucumber, with an ice-pack pressed to his cheek.”

“Is he alright?”

“Yeah, he was perfectly fine. He didn’t even wince when I put some makeup on him earlier…I felt terrible. I don’t even really remember doing it.”

“You’re seein’ Dr. Mara tonight?”

“Mhm.”

He nods at you and takes you in for another hug. Buster yips at the two of you.

“Shit, I think he needs to pee again.”

“Let me take him. You go to the bathroom and clean up.” He smiles.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

//

“Morning, Harry.” Isaac smiles. “No Buster today?”

“No I sent him along with his mum.” Isaac hands him his coffee. “Thanks.” He squints at him. “What?”

“Your skin just looks…different today.”

“Oh, I’ve put some makeup on, I broke out from wearin’ so much sunscreen over the weekend. Way too much oil in that shit.” He takes a careful sip of the coffee. “So, uh, Seth called Y/N yesterday. We were thinkin’ of gettin’ together Saturday night. What do yeh think of that? Know it’s last minute.”

“I think I’m free actually!”

“Oh, great!”

“I’m really excited, thanks again for being such a good sport.”

Mariah walks in next and her and Isaac run to each other to hug.

“Neither of you should be allowed to leave at the same time again.” He kisses her on the cheek.

Harry and Mariah have back to back clients all day. Everyone was scrambling to get their senior photos in. And there were engagement shoots after engagement shoot. Harry couldn’t wait for it to be his fucking turn.

You text him letting him know you’re bringing Buster to therapy with you. Harry decides to make sure that when you walked through the door, you’d be overwhelmed with all things good. He knew it wasn’t going to be an easy session. He stops off at the drugstore and picks up your favorite kind of face-mask, and then he goes to one of your favorite restaurants to pick up one of your favorite meals.

When he gets home he grabs your nail kit and takes out your favorite colors. He sets everything on the coffee table. Next he fills a bin up with warm water and some soap. He sets that near the sofa on a towel. He was pretty proud of himself.

//

You were drained, spent really. Your session with Dr. Mara was good, but you cried more than you had in a long time. She let you get it all out. She wrote you a prescription that you weren’t sure you were going to fill. This was the first time you had even agreed to take something, but you never wanted to risk hurting the man you love most in the world ever again. You’d talk to Harry about it. Maybe he could go to the pharmacy with you so it wasn’t so scary.

You let Buster pee before getting him upstairs. You open the door and stop short when you see Harry walking out of the kitchen and lighting candles at the dining room table.

“You’re home!” He says brightly. “How’s my girl?”

“Um…okay.” He hugs you and pets Buster. “What’s going on?”

“Nothin’, just wanted to treat yeh.”

“You do enough of that.” You chuckle.

“Come on, I’m lovin’ on yeh, just humor me, hm?”

“Okay.”

He leads you to the table and you smile when you see a plate of raviolis from one of your favorite restaurants. Harry pulls your chair out and you sit down. You take a bite and close your eyes.

“So good, thank you.” You smile at him.

“You’re welcome. And after dinner I want you to go put your robe on and put your hair up.”

“Why, babe?”

“I’m gonna help yeh relax, so just do what I say.”

“Alright.” You giggle.

When you’re done eating you do as he says. You put your hair up into a messy bun and put your robe on. You come out to the living room and gasp when you see the set up.

“It’s like a little salon.” He says. “Sit down and put your feet in.”

“Harry…this is so sweet. I should be doing this for you though, I’m the one that-“

“You didn’t do anything.” He says a little too sternly. “Sit.”

You sit on the edge of the sofa and stick your feet into the warm water. Harry drags over the ottoman and sits in front of you. He takes all of the polish off your fingernails. He stands and grabs a warm cloth and dabs your face, getting all your makeup off, or what was left of it. He takes your small brush that you use for face-masks, and paints the clay on your face.

“You should do one too.” You say.

“Another time.” He smiles.

Once it’s on your face he sits back down and shows you the colors he picked.

“They’re perfect.”

“Want them on every other nail?”

“Mhm, just like yours please.”

He smiles and carefully paints the colors onto your nails. Harry’s never painted your nails before, you usually did his. He does a pretty good job, only has to redo one nail. He wipes the mask off your face when it’s time and dabs you softly to dry your face up. He gets behind you and rubs your face lotion in his hands. He massages it on and your lips part.

“Oh, wow.” You say softly. He smirks and continues rubbing it in.

“Feel nice, hun?”

“Mhm.”

“Good.”

When he sits back down he taps one of your knees to take your foot out of the bucket. He puts a towel on his leg and rests your foot on his thigh. He dries you off and takes the polish off your toes. He grabs some lotion and starts massaging your calf.

“Harry, you really don’t have to-“

“Y/N…” He says warningly, only glancing up at you for a moment. You sit back and let him continue. “Good girl.”

He paints your toes, and then does the exact same thing to your other leg and toes.

“Look at that, so pretty.”

He cleans everything up and plops down next to you when he’s done.

“Thank you, that was amazing. I thought I was going to melt into the couch.” You chuckle. He takes your hand in his and kisses your knuckles. “Harry…there’s something else I need from you.”

“Anything, angel.”

“Dr. Mara gave me a prescription for some medication. Something to help me…not get so freaked out.” You swallow. “I’m scared though. I’m not…strong enough to go to the pharmacy myself, and I’m terrified to see how some pills might change me. I could have mood swings, and who knows if they’ll even help.”

“Do you trust her?”

“Yeah, of course I do.”

“Then…maybe it’ll be good for you.”

“I’ve been fine for months and I’ve been trying to figure out why. She said having Buster around has probably been a greater help than I realized. But after last night…I don’t want to ever put you through something like that again. I wanna be the best I can be, for the both of us.”

“I can go with you before work tomorrow if you want, get it filled out. I’ll be with you when you take the first dose too.”

“I can’t drink alcohol while I take them…”

“Does that make you feel sad?”

“A little…more for the social aspect. But I’d rather be my best than drunk so.” You chuckle. Harry wraps an arm around you.

“We’ll get through this together. You don’t have to deal with any of this alone.” He kisses your hairline.

“Harry…I don’t know what I would do without you sometimes.” You look up at him doe eyed.

He cups your cheek and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back and put your hand on his cheek, but he winces.

“Shit, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. Mind takin’ all this gunk offa me?”

“Not at all! In fact, I’ll put a face-mask on you too. And I’ll massage your face like you did mine.”

“Baby, I did all that-“

“It felt so good, I wanna do the same for you, please let me.”

He watches you walk off down the hall to your bedroom. He was nervous about you taking pills too, but if Dr. Mara thought it would help, who was he to tell you not to? You had done just about everything else you could do to help yourself. Now it was time to try another approach, and he’d be by your side every step of the fucking way.

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im glad your recovery is going well! Do you write for ships? Because if so- can i request a fluffy Juke fic 👀 Just them being the in love and adorable teenagers they are lol

Hi anon and thank you!! Of course i will write for Juke they’re my children !

I just now got the time to sit down and write this, i hope you like it : here’s some fluffy and overly cute Juke for you !

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(This is set a little while after the last episode, around a week or so ; the band can still poof in and out of places, phase through objects and walls, but they can touch and move stuff around easily, and more importantly Julie can now always feel them)

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Still daydreaming about the Orpheum performance and the great songs the band still hasn’t released to the world, Julie is having trouble focusing on her homework. Lyrics keep rushing in her mind, taking the place of the dates she’s currently trying to remember for her history class. As she’s sighing in frustration, doodling mindlessly on her textbook, Luke suddenly appears in front of her window, letting himself fall on the stool right beside it, blocking the warm evening sunlight that had been shining softly on Julie’s face for the last few hours.

« What’s up boss? » he exclaims happily.

« Just trying to study, I have homework to catch up on, some of us actually have a life outside of the band ! » Julie answers with a teasing smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

« Wow, low blow Jules.. » Luke responds, a fake hurt look on his face.

« Oh, since when do you call me Jules ? That’s a Flynn thing only, you’re lucky she didn’t hear you steal that nickname! » she answers with a fond smile this time.

Luke watches her as she closes her book and tosses it at the end of the bed and stretches her arms above her head, yawning sleepily.

« Are the boys in the studio ? I’m sorry I couldn’t come down at all today, with Tia coming over even more often than before and all of that school work I just didn’t find the time to come say hi and work on some songs.. »

« I haven’t seen them since early today actually, Reggie said he wanted to hang out at the beach and watch people plays with their dogs, and Alex... I believe he’s still trying to get a hold of Willie, so he’s not here as well. But hey, it’s okay you know, we can’t expect you to stop everything else from your life and spend every waking second with us. Not that I wouldn’t enjoy that, but.. you know.. priorities i guess. », a slight frown passes through Luke features as he speaks, but he quickly let out an easy smile as he often does around his favorite superstar of a friend.

Julie rids her bed of the rest of her school supplies and pats the space next to her on the soft sheets. Luke doesn’t waste a second and jumps on it, immediately wrapping his arms around Julie, not unlike a cute koala bear, she thinks, and they both end up half lying down on the bed, the last orange sunrays now making both of their faces glow in a golden light. It sounds crazy to her, how she couldn’t even feel his arms not long ago, couldn’t take his caloused hands in hers when she thought she was about to lose him, or when she wanted to confort him after their trip to his parents’ house. She would never trade this for anything else, she thinks, as she shifts around to be able to wrap her own arms around the young ghost.

Hugging had quickly become something, they just did, as naturally as they play music together. When Julie comes down in the studio in the morning before going to school, hugging each of the boys and wishing them a nice day, when a long weekend of practicing is over, and they all wrap around in a big group hug, happy to just make magic happen as a band. But Julie would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy Luke’s hugs a bit more. They never actually talked about what they were, him and her. Friends, for sure, band mates... soul mates ? It was obvious something more than music was shared between them, but she refused to dive too deep into it, ultimately making herself sad when she realizes she can’t really date a ghost, even if she can hold his hand and run her fingers through his hair now.

For now she is content just enjoying the moment. She’ll think about Flynn teasing her about her « Air-Boyfriend » later, she’s more than comfortable cuddling with that cute, palpable air right there and then.

« What’s going on in that pretty head of yours? » Luke half whispers after a while.

« I’m thinking about... a melody, life... you. » She tilts her head to be able to look directly into Luke’s puppy eyes.

« Oh... same, me too. Except i should say i’m thinking about death, i mean after-life.. and not about me, you said you, and it’s me so i’m thinking about you...too..Wow i’m so much more eloquant in my lyrics! »

They both laugh as Luke rolls his eyes at himself. When their laughter dies out and the calm silence settles back in the bedroom, their gaze once again meet. They stay like this for a while, slowly holding hands and holding each other, basking in the harmony they create together, two talented beings whose souls have found each other, beyond life and death, between the deafening silence of loss and the many notes composing the symphony that is friendship, family... love.

As the sun falls behind the horizon and light leaves the room, the moon wakes up slowly, just when both Julie and Luke close their eyes and fall asleep, shy smiles on their lips, fingers intertwined, and romantic lyrics writting themselves in both of their minds.

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Here you go, once again i hoped you liked it ! It was short and i didn’t have a big plot going on but sometimes the sweet moment of nothing are the best for me.

You can still suggest anything, my inbox will be open :)