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[matchmadeinsevenhells]

My HotD fics on AO3

Gen

very well, uncle (an eye for an eye)

At Storm’s End, Luke doesn’t want to die. He makes a different choice. An eye for an eye seems a decent trade.

[Episode 10 AU, Luke loses an eye; Luke POV multi-chapter Dance Canon Divergence]

Lucemond (Aemond/Lucerys)

cut off my wings (and lock me up)

At Storm’s End, instead of demanding an eye Aemond invokes an old Valyrian custom that might be even crueler.

[Dark marriage hunt AU dead dove. Mind the tags.]

i’m better with a heart (than a bow and arrow)

Lucerys loses an eye in a way completely unrelated to Aemond. Naturally, Aemond loses his entire shit about that.

i hope you die (i hope we both do)

Lucerys is taken prisoner.

Aemond has plans, and they start where it all started: with an eye.

[Dead Dove Cannibalism Eye Horror]

Helaemond (Aemond/Helaena)

in my dreams (i am flying, always)

Helaena POV—following her dreams, she makes a different choice. She won’t marry Aegon, she won’t.

  fire and glory (and blood and death)

Helaena jumps in front of Aemond and therefore it’s her who loses an eye.

Various

out there in the dark (the dragons are dancing)

Collection of short Dead Dove Kinktober drabbles with different ships. Mind the tags.

[goldenseresinretriever]

Snitches Get Stitches: Chapter 2

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Part of the San Diego Dogfighters universe

Summary: Jake Seresin, golden boy of the NHL and Captain of the Dallas Stars makes headlines when he unexpectedly signs with newly-formed San Diego Dogfighters. When your future seems at the verge of crashing down, you receive the opportunity of a lifetime to become the team physician for the Dogfighters. You never expected to be working directly with your favorite hockey player. Jake has a secret and you have a job to do. Will he be able to trust you enough to help and will you be able to trust him with your heart?

Series CW: 18+ ONLY, swearing, violence, sports violence, medical stuff, blood probably, angst, fluff, (eventual) smut, forbidden romance, sexual harassment, suggestive language, medical inaccuracies, hockey inaccuracies etc. No use of Y/N.

Word Count: 4.2k

A/N: This is a repost of my completed series, Snitches Get Stitches. It was originally posted in October-November 2023, and was lost when my blog was deleted.

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You lean against the counter in the exam room, giving Jake’s chart one last once-over while you wait for him to come back from the showers. There’s nothing in there detailing any recent injuries and your suspicion increases. You’re still weighing your options when the door opens and Jake saunters in, clad in a simple Dogfighters t-shirt and athletic shorts, his hair still wet from the shower. He heads over to the exam table and pops up onto it, leaning to rest his palms on his knees.

“So Bugs, let’s get to it.” You give him a confused look.

“Bugs?”

“Yup.” He fails to elaborate but his eyes tell you he’s waiting for you to catch on to some joke you’re unaware of.

“I don’t get it. Why’re you calling me Bugs?”

“What’s up, Doc?” He says with a grin in a poor imitation of Bugs Bunny which in turn makes a smile spread over your face, your worry temporarily forgotten. “You work for a hockey team now, Bugs, you need a nickname. So Bugs Bunny, or Bugs for short. Unless you’d rather I call you Bunny.” He waggles his eyebrows at you playfully. You feel your cheeks flush at his teasing. “So, what do you think, Bugs?”

“I think it’s a good thing you’re good at hockey.” You laugh nervously, as your mind comes back to the task at hand. You clasp your hands in front of you to keep them from shaking as you steady yourself for what you’re about to do. “Let’s get down to business shall we?” He nods, settling back on the table. “As I mentioned earlier, today we’re just going to be doing a standard physical, nothing special, but before we start, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” You watch him stiffen, his carefree, flirty demeanor now wary. It makes your heart ache. As a doctor, seeing your patients in pain has always been hard for you, but you trust your ability to alleviate it. To do that for Jake, though, he’d have to trust in you too. “During the introduction, I mentioned that the only way I can fully be of service to you as your physician is if we trust each other enough to be honest with each other.” You swallowed, crossing your arms across your chest, steeling yourself before you brought your eyes to look straight into his stormy ones. “So that being said I need to know, what’re we working with? A groin pull? An MCL pull or tear maybe?”

You had prepared for a lot of different reactions from Jake but the shock on his face wasn’t one of them. His mouth had fallen open and you couldn’t help the way your eyes caught on his slightly chapped pink lips.

“Jake?” You whisper gently like you’re trying not to spook a horse.

It breaks him out of his stupor. “What the fuck?” It sounds like it’s been punched out of his lungs. “How the fuck? How the fuck could you possibly?” His chest is starting to rise and fall rapidly and you push off the counter, his chart abandoned as you place your hands on both of his broad shoulders, crowding his space as you coach him gently.

“Jake, I need you to breathe for me, can you do that? In, and hold, and out.” You guide him through the breathing, his eyes on the floor on yours on the top of his head, watching water droplets slide along the strands until finally, his breathing evens out. You take your hands off his shoulders and drop to squat in front of him, catching his eyes where his head is still hung. “Talk to me, Jake, I can help. Let me help.” You’re not sure when you took his hand in yours as you realize you’re rubbing gentle circles in the skin. Nothing about that is professional but then again neither is accusing a multimillionaire athlete with a fantastic legal team of lying about a serious injury, so you’re 0 for 2.

“How, how did you know?” He whispers, and your heart breaks at the hesitation and fear in his voice. “Who told you? Did my old physician call you? Did my publicist?” His voice gets louder with each question, raising with his frustration. He runs the hand you’re not holding through his wet hair angrily, stray water droplets raining down over you.

You shake your head. “No, no Jake, no one told me, I just… I just knew.” He brings his eyes back to you, accusation shining hotly in them.

“How, Bugs? Explain how you ‘just knew’.”

“I…” you hesitate, embarrassment coloring your cheeks as you realize you’re going to have to explain yourself. You sit back on your heels to get comfortable, letting go of Jake’s hand to fiddle with your own. “So we had this game of sorts at my fellowship during the playoffs. Since if athletes get injured during the playoffs there’s a high chance it doesn’t get revealed until the season’s over, those of us who got together to watch the games made a game out of it. We’re sports doctors, right? So it’s our job to be able to diagnose athletes quickly and efficiently. So we would make notes of potential injuries each game and if we were right and they got announced after the season we’d ‘win’ and basically yeah we’d bet on how valid we thought each other’s diagnoses were.”

You sigh, remembering that night. “It was the Conference Finals, game 4 against the Ducks. You were fighting some defenseman from the Ducks who was getting too pushy with covering you, your legs got tangled and then you went down. Your legs stretched a weird way and then you went off the ice for your penalty and then you were benched for the next half of that period. I knew something was wrong. Everyone else thought your coach just wanted you to cool your head. I guessed either a groin pull or something with your MCL. Then the season ended and nothing came out about the injury. I just couldn’t shake it though, this feeling that I was right.” You shake your head. “Then, you show up here and you’re giving me these weird looks every time I mention the physical and then shuffling around when I mentioned injuries during my speech so I decided to take a chance. I know it’s extremely unprofessional to accuse you of hiding an injury but I meant it when I said it, I care about your health and I just want to help you, Jake, and I can, but only if you’re honest with me.” You let out a huff, waiting for Jake to respond, too nervous to raise your eyes from his sneakers to watch his reaction.

“Well I’ll be damned, Bugs.” You look up at that to see the curiosity and awe in his face. “That’s really something.”

“So,” you put on a small smile. “Are you gonna let me help you, Jake?”

His eyes dim at that. “Bugs, I can’t let you do that.” You can’t help the scowl that contorts your face.

“And why not, Jake? You’d rather throw the rest of your career, and maybe your life, away than ask me for help?” You’re trying to understand, you really are, but he’s just so stubborn and you can’t understand why. “We have time now, we have two months until the start of the season, and if you let me help you, you can play, you can even stay on the first line, but time is not our friend, Jake you need to trust me, sooner rather than later.”

“If I let you help, it goes in my chart, and if it goes in my chart, it goes by Maverick and Simpson. And if that happens, I get benched.”

“What part of, if I help you won’t get benched, was not in English, Seresin?” You’re done being the nice guy.

“You can’t guarantee that. My last physician said I’d have to spend half the next season riding the bench, that I’d be lucky to make the third line.” It occurs to you that maybe this is why he left Dallas.

“Maybe if you let me look at it, I could give you MY opinion?” Irritation creases your face.

“If you look at it, that means scans, that means evidence, I can’t have a trail of medical records leading the higher-ups to this, I could get fired for it.” He thinks he’s being reasonable, you can see it in his eyes, but he’s being anything but. It’s wearing down every one of your nerve endings and it’s not even noon on your first day, you’re going to snap.

“You put me out five hundred bucks!” You shout, seething and you don’t care if he sees anymore. His face shifts into confusion for a second as he processes what you’ve just yelled before he bursts out laughing at your attack out of left field. He throws his head back as he does it, and it’s a deep laugh, from the bottommost parts of his belly, but you can’t enjoy it with how furious you are.

“If it’s the money you’re looking for, Bugsy, I can write you a check right now.” He says, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. Only later do you wonder when the last time he laughed that hard was.

“Seresin, get the fuck out of my exam room.” Your voice is cold, monotone, exacting, and you’re doing everything you can to maintain your paper-thin composure. At your change in tone, his grin fades as he realizes you don’t find this as funny as he does.

“W-What?” He stammers nervously, confused by your request.

“I said, get the fuck out of my exam room, Seresin.” You stand up and his head follows you holding your eyes with his.

“But what about the physical?”

“I can’t examine a patient that doesn’t want to be examined, and I’m sure as hell not getting fired for lying on a physical report, because then I’ll get fired, and unlike you, Mr. Seresin, I can’t afford to just go somewhere else. So, I’m going to ask you one more time, get the fuck out of my exam room. We can reschedule your physical when you’re ready to be transparent with me. Thank you for your time.” You purse your lips into a straight line as you collect his chart and your laptop from the counter, opening the door, and holding it open for him. He doesn’t move from where he’s perched on the exam table so you heave a sigh and head out yourself, calling back, “I’m going to get my next patient Mr. Seresin, you better be gone when I get back,” before letting the door swing shut behind you as head off to the gym where the players are doing their individual workouts.

“Javy Machado, you’re up.” You call across the gym, as you make your way to the shirtless dark-skinned man at the leg press, you tap his sweaty bare shoulder to get his attention and he pulls out his headphones.

“Sorry, miss, what’s up?”

“You’re up, Machado.” You smile, trying to regain your professionalism after the number Jake did on you. He returns the smile but you can see the confusion in his eyes.

“Already, miss? You’re done with Jake?”

“Mr. Seresin had something come up and had to reschedule. I’m not at liberty to say anything else.” You give him a tight-lipped smile and his brow furrows in concern as he gets up, wiping his face with a towel before putting his t-shirt back on and following you back to the exam room. Thankfully, Jake had left and you take your place at the counter, placing your computer back down and replacing Jake’s file in the rack, removing Javy’s instead.

“Ma’am?” you look up to see Javy fidgeting with his hands where he’s sat on the exam table.

“What’s on your mind, Javy?” You lean against the counter.

“I know you said you’re not at liberty to say but I have to try, okay? Is Jake okay?” Your heart breaks at the pain and helplessness in his voice. He cares so much and suddenly you’re angry at Jake all over again for hurting his best friend this way, your mind drifting back to the conversation you had with Natasha earlier.

“Honestly, Javy? I don’t know.” You shake your head, a tired laugh escaping your lips. “He won’t talk to me, and honestly I was hoping to get some answers from you but it’s becoming increasingly obvious that you’re just as in the dark about what’s going on here.”

“So his physical?”

“I refused to do it until he’s ready to be honest with me. Since the team is still new we don’t have a designated mental health professional, so I’m responsible for all aspects of your health right now and I refuse to submit an incorrect or incomplete report.”

“And and if he doesn’t?”

You shrug, exhausted. “He can’t play without a physical.” You set your jaw. “I know it sounds ridiculous in the grand scheme of things but if I let a sick player on the ice, that would break every code I’m bound to, personal and professional.”

“No,” Javy shakes his head. “You’re right, that’s what he needs. I think it’s been a while since someone told him no, it’ll be good for him.” He gives you a rueful smile and you chuckle.

“You’re a good friend, Javy.”

“So is Jake,” he gives you an apologetic look, “at least he usually is.”

“I’m sure he is.” You say, giving him a sad smile. “I’m sure he is.”

***

The next morning at warmups, you stand beside Maverick as he gives the team a rundown of his plans for the day. You’ll be continuing the process of giving physicals today. You’d gotten through the first line yesterday with the exception of Jake and the rookie goalie, Bob, who you’d be starting with today since the goalie coach was visibly missing from the rink.

“And before we break, Bugs has an announcement for you guys.”

You clap your hands together as twenty pairs of eyes turn to you. “Great job with the physicals yesterday you guys, not only has it been a good chance to familiarize myself with you as patients, but also a great opportunity to get to know you as coworkers. I really appreciate how patient you’ve been with me. I hope that attitude can continue going forward into the season. That being said, I know there has been some grumbling about these physicals since they seem like a waste of time since you get them done every year, but I would like to remind you all that a current physical with me is a requirement to play for the team come October. And since I want these done as soon as possible, if you don’t have a valid physical by the end of next week, I’ll be forced to give my professional opinion to Mav and Beau that you aren’t fit to play for the team.” You could’ve heard a pin drop in the arena. You could feel Jake’s eyes burning holes in your head, but you refused to acknowledge them, refusing to even invite suggestions that he was the cause of the issue. You had patient confidentiality to uphold no matter what other games you had to play to achieve compliance. “Okay, boys that’s it, Bob you’re with me.” The goalie flashes you a thumbs-up before lumbering off to the locker room to shed his equipment. You go on ahead to prep for his physical, stopping by your office to grab your laptop and today’s stack of files.

You almost jump when you push the door to the exam room open to see a sweaty Jake Seresin leaning against the exam table still in his gear and skates, arms crossed over his chest, brows drawn together in a frown. His eyes follow you across the room and you head over to the counter and start getting set up for Bob. Finally, when it becomes clear that he’s not going to volunteer anything, you turn to face him, fighting the urge to cross your arms across your chest and immediately go on the defensive. He’s a patient. He needs your help. He deserves your grace. You repeat in your mind as you force your best professional smile. “Mr. Seresin, what can I do for you?”

He scowls at you, whether it’s for the title or your nonchalant tone, acting like you don’t know why he’s here when in reality you really don’t. You have your suspicions and your hopes, but he could very well be here to inquire how good you are juggling, for example. Not good.

“I told you to call me Jake.”

“Well I told you to be honest with me, so I guess we’re even.” You can’t help it, you turn into an immature child in front of him, your professionalism taking a dive out the nearest window. His glare deepens. “Now if you have something to say to me, get it out because Bob’s scheduled to be here any minute now.”

“He hit the showers.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” He shifts on his feet. “Listen, we need to talk about your little stipulation.”

“It’s not my stipulation if it’s literally in your contract, now is it?”

“But-“

“No ‘buts,’ Jake, you need a physical to play and I’m not forging one for you. I’m telling you now that no matter what happens, I will give you my 110% to get you back to full health, whether you come to me now or when you’ve run out of options or stubbornness. I don’t care what your last physician told you, I’m telling you, I will do everything in my power to help you, but for this to work, you have to trust me.”

He shakes his head ruefully. “I don’t get it. Why do it like this? Why haven’t you just gone to Mav and told him what’s going on? He’s got a laundry list of things he could hold over my head to get me to comply to a true physical.”

You chuckle at that. “Three reasons, Jake. First, I’m a grown woman and a fully licensed physician, I can solve my own problems and I’m not the kind of girl who’s going to run to my boss every time a patient throws a tantrum. I learn to catch. Second, that would be a violation of your doctor-patient confidentiality since you didn’t consent to me sharing that information with Mav, for example by informing me during your physical and me, in turn, putting it in your chart at which point it becomes privy to Mav and the other higher-ups who have access to your chart. And third, something more important than a breach in doctor-patient confidentiality would be a breach of your trust. When you step into this room, give me the privilege of your time, and submit yourself to my opinions and care, you trust me to do everything within my power to help you and I trust you to give me everything I need to be able to do my job. If I break that trust, for example, by going over your head instead of settling this like adults, then I can’t expect you to hold up your end of the bargain and I can’t be of help to you. Does that make sense?” He’s quiet, turning your words over in his head you assume. Before he can say anything, the door opens and Bob walks in, fully showered, stopping the moment he sees Jake. “Sorry, am I interrupting something?” He asks nervously, eyes shifting from Jake still in full gear to you. You give him a small smile in return.

“Could you just step outside and give us a second, Bob? I’ll just be a minute.” He nods and heads back out, the door swinging shut behind him. Jake is still silent, so you reach into the pocket of your coat and pull out a Ziploc bag, before crossing the room over to Jake. “Take your time and think about what I just said. At the end of the day, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, and while I have a preference, I’ll do what I have to do. In the meantime,” you extend your hand to him, the Ziploc dangling from your hand revealing the dog treats inside. “Tell Pudding I said hi.” Jake’s eyebrows shoot straight up as he looks at you in confusion.

“How did you-?”

You shrug. “I research all my patients, it helps me find possible points of relatability with them and start building a relationship. Plus Jake, you’re a celebrity and that adorable dog is in literally every single one of your Instagram posts. I may be your physician, but I’m not Amish.” You say with a smirk, passing him the bag and patting him on the shoulder. He takes this as his cue to leave and straightens, heading for the door. You can’t help the way your eyes fall to his right leg, trying your best to see through his facade but you have to hand it to him, he’s doing a damn good job hiding the pain.

“Thanks, Bugs.” He says in farewell and you smile, giving him a nod before he disappears and Bob comes in. He and Jake exchange a look and nod as they pass each other.

When the door clicks shut, Bob ambles over to the exam table, seating himself on the edge before facing you, a grim expression on his face. “Everything okay, Bob?” You ask. You’ve only ever seen the rookie goalie smiling.

“How’s his leg?” Bob hesitates before he blurts out the question. Your eyebrows shoot straight up before you can stop them.

“Bob, I’m not at liberty to discuss my other patients.”

“Yeah, I know that but-“

“How do you know about his leg?” You’re dying to know. You know you just talked a big game about trust with Jake but your desire to know more about his condition is winning against your conscience right now. you’re only human, and every part of you wants to know how this rookie goalie who met Jake less than twenty-four hours ago as far you know already knows about his leg when his best friend doesn’t.

Bob rubs the back of his neck. “I have a bachelor’s in kinesiology and I’m a goalie.” He shrugs. “I spend a good portion of my time standing and watching, so I notice things. He hasn’t said anything to me, and he does a good job hiding it, but on the ice, I’d say he’s too preoccupied with the game to keep up appearances as well. But I can tell he shouldn’t be playing on it.” He shakes his head. “There’s no way Mav knows or else he wouldn’t be on the ice, but it’s only a matter of time before he finds out.” You nod along. It turns out Bob Floyd is full of surprises.

You hesitate before you respond. “I know as much as you do, Bob. I noticed it too, but Jake’s straight up refusing my help and I don’t know why. You’re right, Mav has no idea and I can’t break confidentiality to tell him without losing what little if any trust Jake has in me.”

Bob nods, “I had a feeling you knew after your announcement this morning. Did he really refuse the physical?”

“Not exactly, more like he refused an honest one, and I refused to give a dishonest one.”

“You’re really good at your job, Bugs, you know that right?” The unexpected gentle words from the goalie have tears threatening to blur your vision, you shake your head trying to hold them back, lowering your head to focus on a point on the floor.

“If I was good at my job, I wouldn’t be in this position.”

You look up when you feel a soft hand on your shoulder. “Bugs, it’s because you’re good at your job that you’re in this position. Unfortunately, there are plenty of doctors that would have just done what Jake wants, either because they don’t care or they’re too worried about getting sued by a multimillionaire athlete.” A watery chuckle forces its way past your lips. “You’re doing the right thing, even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.” It takes everything not to hurl yourself into his arms and weep because this is what you’ve needed for months. One person telling you that you’re doing the right thing, that you’re good at your job, that what you’re doing matters, and here is someone who’s supposed to be your patient, healing a part of you.

“Thanks, Bob, I think I really needed to hear that.” You say, trying your best not to notice how your voice wobbles.

“Don’t mention it, Bugs, just trying to help.” He wraps an arm around your shoulders and squeezes in a half-hug like he can tell you need it, and you don’t even notice that it doesn’t make you feel queasy.

“Hey, Bob? If the hockey thing doesn’t work out? I think you’d make one hell of a doctor.” He laughs and you giggle as you straighten and grab his chart. “Let’s get started shall we?”

[yukidragon]

Hi, so I wanted to ask you something since I've seen you upload some of the public access art from Sauces OG twitter. I know that's the way to do it, I'm in the patreon too and that stuff is protected. What I wanted to ask was if you had some of the OG Gallagher mansion stuff? Like the concepts etc. Pretty much all of it got deleted and I tried looking some up to remind myself of the project and not much is still around. You can privately answer or make a post, it's up to you.

Yup, that’s the way to do it. Don’t repost the privately posted patreon stuff anywhere, and make sure to always credit Sauce for their publicly posted art when shared. They’re kind enough to allow me to use pictures in my headcanon rambles and such, and I want to always give them the credit and praise they deserve for such wonderful art and creative stories and characters for us to play with. They’re awesome and deserve our support.

If you want content to see the project is still going strong, then you’re in luck! There was a recent update on the project over on the SnaccPop Studios’ twitter. Check out this beautiful background. Though, even more enticing is the voiced teaser of the project in this post. We finally get to publicly hear what Elias sounds like and get a glimpse into what the choices might be for the game.

Of course, there are more teasers up on the SnaccPop Studios Patreon, including nudes of Elias. There were some nudes posted by Sauce publicly on their now gone twitter, but tumblr might not take them as artistic nudity and might nuke my blog if I post any images that are too spicy.

That said, there have been brand new public posts with Elias’ fully clothed sprites over on twitter. Check them out here, and maybe say a kind word to the lovely artist while you’re there~

As for the older publicly posted art, there were a couple shown in a previous ask over here. Sadly, I don’t have the very first original concept art where Elias is putting a necklace on his living bride. I do, however, have a picture of big boy Elias carrying his new “bride” but he’s a bit too excited for me to share the picture here in its entirety.

Sadly, I can’t show the rest of this beautiful piece of art by Sauce to give you a better sense of just how big Elias is compared to Y/N (in more than one sense of the word), but the player stand in character here is also naked, and I’m not gonna roll the dice on whether gray anon booty will result in me being smote by the tumblr gods. Such a shame too.

You know, last time I posted a cropped spicy picture of Sauce’s, I wrote a steamy little snippet to go with it. To make up for the lack of the concept art and cropping this picture, how about I write a little Adults Only bit of spice here too? I don’t have my MC for the Groom of Gallagher Mansion solidified in my mind yet (though I do have a few thoughts) so maybe this would be a good excuse to expand my writing skills by trying to tackle some gender-neutral reader-insert fiction for once. I hope you enjoy it.

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Elias was warmer than I expected for someone who had been dead for at least 100 years. I felt the heat rise where his bare skin touched mine. I knew that I was screwed when I agreed to tie the knot with the lonely ghost of Gallagher Mansion, but I didn’t really expect that literally.

For crying out loud, how could a ghost get a hardon, especially one so big?

Despite how crazy the situation was and how fast we rushed into this marriage, I couldn’t help but feel excited when he brushed up against my thighs as Elias scooped me up into his arms, all hot, hard, and faintly twitching when our skin made contact. He bit his lower lip in a failed attempt to stifle the noise he made that was suspiciously like a whimper.

Damn it. Why did Elias have to be so cute?

Elias lifted me just a little higher so that he could recover from the contact, taking a moment to… catch his breath? Or at least imitate it. Old habits die hard, even in death, it seemed.

I didn’t have much time to dwell on it, as I was caught by the charming smile he sent my way as he spoke my name with so much adoration that my racing heart sped up just a little more. “My dearest beloved, I can’t tell you how excited I am to finally consummate our love.”

“I can tell,” I said, and immediately I was rewarded by the darkening blue hue of his cheeks that I knew by now was a blush. I smirked as he sputtered for a moment, flustered. It was so fun to tease someone as innocent as him.

Elias cleared his throat as he composed himself. “Yes, well… how can I not be when my beloved consort is as beautiful and alluring as you?” He then smiled, almost devilishly, as I felt the fire in his smoldering gaze blaze through my already burning core. His voice dipped lower, growing in confidence as he leaned in closer. “And I can tell that you’re excited as well, beloved.”

My face burned hotter at that. I shouldn’t have been surprised that Elias noticed, considering every inch of me was laid bare before him, but I was still caught off-guard by his increasing boldness.

I was excited, despite how crazy the situation was. I wanted what was coming next, but it was impossible not to feel nervous, especially when I was expected to take something so big inside me. Could I even handle it? Would he even fit?

Still… a part of me really wanted to find out.

“Please be gentle with me,” I said softly. Sure, it was a cheesy old line, but it felt fitting right now.

“Of course, dearest!” Elias said, almost taken aback that I would assume anything less. “I would never do anything to bring you discomfort in any way.” A bit of his shyness slipped back in as he glanced away. “I might not have… experience in such…” He paused to clear his throat. “…Intimacy, but I promise that I will take care of all of your needs tonight and more.” He lowered his voice in a husky whisper as his burning gaze met mine. “All you need to do is ask, and I’ll gladly fulfill your every desire.”

The promise sent a shiver up my spine, and the way his fingers began to teasingly stroke my thigh coaxed me to spread my legs just a bit despite the precarious position I was in. I should have been off balance by the way he held me, but I supposed he was using his ghostly powers to levitate me more than he was using those muscular arms of his to hold me up.

Fuck it, I was in too deep already, so I might as well embrace this whole marriage deal and let my husband fill me even deeper.

Throwing away the last of my reservations, I grabbed his cheeks and pulled Elias in for a kiss. I think I displaced his head from his neck in my eagerness, and he jolted briefly, startled, but that melted away quickly as he returned the kiss with a passion I never felt with anyone alive. The taste of him was hot and exciting, drawing me in and making me hunger for more as he held me close.

As I ran my hands along my new husband’s muscular chest, I felt Elias start to explore me as well. I had to end the kiss to let out a gasp as his wandering fingers made their way between my legs and found my entrance.

I clung to him tightly as Elias gave me another devilish smirk, the touch of his fingers light and teasing as he circled my opening. I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan that slipped free as he slid a finger smoothly inside. I couldn’t help but squirm as he touched me so deeply, soon sliding in another finger just as easily.

Fuck. For someone inexperienced, Elias was really good with his hands.

“Oh my dearest,” Elias cooed as he skillfully played with my body like a fine instrument. “My beloved, my sweetest, my only love… You look so beautiful right now, writhing in my arms and making such cute sounds.” He kissed my cheek, then again, marking a trail to my ear. He spoke my name against my ear in a way that sent a shiver down my spine as his… breath(?) caressed me there. “Won’t you use that melodious voice of yours to say my name? Please, my dearest?”

“E-Elias,” I panted, and was immediately rewarded as he pumped his fingers in deeper, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Oh fuck, Elias!”

I tried to buck into his hand, but the position made it impossible for me to move much. I was at my husband’s mercy, helpless to do anything but writhe in his grasp and hold onto Elias tightly as he played a concert with my body, coaxing his name out of me again and again. He cooed my name in return as he spoke sweet words of love and praise as he drove me closer and closer to the edge until he sent me over it, screaming his name.

I may have been screwed by marrying Elias, but right now there was nothing I wanted more.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur    

[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself Story ( 18+)

CW: pregnancy

I know, I posted this already last week! But....well! Somehow I’ve lost my mind lately, I think? I accidentally deleted my posts. A second time!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ Yup!

This time I was a bit more lucky. I had saved my edits. And I also found out why and how that happened in the first place! Surprise, surprise, it was my mistake!🤦‍♀️ .... Anyway! To keep a certain.... order, that I don’t really have, I posted it again. So.........agh, ingore it pls.

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Black Twitter Assembles Like Avengers To Drag Keke Palmer’s Boyfriend

Xaviera BryantJuly 6, 2023

Twitter

Black Twitter assembled like the Avengers to drag Keke Palmer‘s boyfriend Darius Jacksonafter he tried to publicly shame her attire for the Usher show in Las Vegas.

Videos of Usher serenading Keke went viral on social media and her boyfriend, who uses the Twitter handle Darius Daulton, tweeted, “It’s the outfit tho..you a mom.”

Let’s get into the video and Keke Palmer’s outfit for the evening below. 

Usher serenades Keke Palmer 😍✨ pic.twitter.com/xbMFlXu7FF— RNB RADAR (@RNB_RADAR) July 5, 2023

After receiving criticism for publicly shaming Keke, Darius doubled down on his stance by tweeting: 

We live in a generation where a man of the family doesn’t want the wife & mother to his kids to showcase booty cheeks to please others & he gets told how much of a hater he is.

This is my family & my representation. I have standards & morals to what I believe.

I rest my case.

Darius Jackson has since deleted or deactivated his Twitter account.

But, not before Black Twitter dragged him like a Raggedy Andy doll up and down their timelines. 

Not only was Darius called out for his hypocrisy, but the internet sleuths also pulled his Twitter CarFax report and revealed he’s been problematic for quite some time.

Get into the tweets below. 

Things that black twitter have found out about Keke Palmers baby daddy, Darius in the past couple of hours: – liking slut shamed tweets – being a conservative – tweeting about DV/liked a JM post – tweeting about Alton Sterling – made a previous girl get a abortion (*ALLEGEDLY*)— 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚎 | 𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝙿𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝙶𝚢𝚊𝚕🐱 (@blissfullrenee) July 6, 2023

When Darius posted this it was all giggles and now that Usher was singing to Keke she suddenly needs to be a mom…be fr  pic.twitter.com/wSYcN6riT8— bri 💎 (@brivirgeaux) July 5, 2023

Darius Daulton just tried to humiliate Keke online so he’s not a protector. She makes more than him so he’s not a provider. And he had a child out of wedlock. She’s not his wife. The audacity of trying to scold her about traditional values when he meets none of the criteria.— Kiesha Preston (@KNicolePreston) July 6, 2023

Keke Palmer, when she get home after working all day coming home and reading these ridiculous tweets from Darius. #KeKePalmerpic.twitter.com/QRl4o2E4BO— Petty Pablo (@electricsoul123) July 6, 2023

Darius Daulton is a 🤡 for not speaking to KeKe privately about the matter. Dude just waved 222,000 🚩 . He literally publicly shamed his woman. Tho I'd say he's been problematic since 2016. 😬 😬 And then liking the following Tweet. 😬😬  Run KeKe. pic.twitter.com/WvFzmyUv5N— Thee Ωmega Blerd (@OmegaBlerd) July 6, 2023

I thought Keke Palmer’s boyfriend Darius Jackson (yes I had to Google his name) was poking fun at her “I’m a mother!” catchphrase. But, he’s serious and bothered enough to tell the world. This scream insecure, yet @dvulton was posted up in his underwear on IG, as a dad.. pic.twitter.com/k976BfnRxl— Jerome Trammel (she/her he/him) (@MrJeromeTrammel) July 6, 2023

Darius Daulton just shamed his child’s mother, Keke Palmer, publicly, only opening the door to allow other men and women to come and shame her. These the raggedy niggas y’all lay down with tho. Shout out to y’all men😒. pic.twitter.com/fug2Gpao7t— Rodney Tha Voice (@rodneythavoice) July 6, 2023

First Halle Bailey and DDG and now Keke Palmer and Darius. I am so sick of these loser men always embarrassing my sisters like this. They will crumble. pic.twitter.com/sorKzv5Tg5— yup | RWRB Movie (@brvttie) July 5, 2023

Black twitter to Darius right now: pic.twitter.com/ICxGnVQq29— Juicy Gentleman (@DariusAmore) July 6, 2023

this man took a private relationship matter with our Beloved Keke public & the Black Twitter Investigation Bureau aired out all his dirty laundry within HOURS🙇🏾‍♀️ pic.twitter.com/F0n4rH7jVa— Nicole Nichelle (@alamanecer) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter rising from near death to drag Keke’s BD for filth: pic.twitter.com/57zNiUMnUP— AbracaDebra (@BiblioShay) July 6, 2023

That man activated Black Twitter investigations and Christian Walker’s questionable-dad bat signal. Big mistake. Big. pic.twitter.com/yRFyrP6nf3— Chosen Demon (@DPMCanty) July 6, 2023

KeKe Palmer’s Baby Daddy should have sat and ate his food 😳 He’s getting Flame Broiled on these Black Twitter Streets 🥴 P.S. She’s a Mom who can wear what she wants ❤️ pic.twitter.com/1gvIRc8pnS— smileyval05 (@smileyval05) July 6, 2023

Black twitter cooking Keke Palmers baby daddy.  pic.twitter.com/21GMaaGvjR— Iris West-Allen (@model_type_bre) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter collectively coming together to drag Keke Palmer bd Darius pic.twitter.com/gg9cKTOivS— SaniLaRenaⓋ🇭🇹 (@Sanilotus) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter coming back just to drag Keke Palmers BD pic.twitter.com/cYk11Q3R02— 🐝 (@oncamera4k) July 6, 2023

Keke Palmers baby daddy Darius or watever deleting his social media becuz he tried to play her on the innanet and it backfired … pic.twitter.com/mESOWdrd1r— Cupcake🧁👸🏽♎️🇹🇹🥇👑🚑 (@PleasurePakz) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter right now at Keke Palmers BD pic.twitter.com/UHwwYlRl5A— Lovely Lady (@Lovely2009Lady) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter is UNDEFEATED 😂😂🤣 https://t.co/6ZVQHaahlO— Michelle_BYoung (@michelle_byoung) July 6, 2023

Black Twitter is still dragging Darius Jackson down their timelines.

Meanwhile…back at the ranch, Keke Palmer is dropping photo carousels from her good night in Vegas!

The caption on the post reads:

I wish I had taken more pictures but we were running late! I am telling y’all right now, if you haven’t seen @usher YOU MUST GO!! HE WAS SO FABULOUS!! Giving theater, Atlanta downnn, tips and tricks and just absolutely iconic. I was truly inspired as a performer. I whooped some ass in spades too! Where is that pic of us all together with the King himself?? @noraradd

See Keke’s original post below. 

Keke Palmer and Darius Jackson just welcomed their first child together, Leodis Andrellton Jackson, in February.

Keke Palmer & Darius Jackson Welcome Baby Boy Leodis Andrellton Jackson

Let me know your thoughts on Keke, Darius, and Black Twitter in the comments below or join the convo on our socials. (Facebook, Instagram)

Sent from my iPhone

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

Deleted scene from Coronation Day:

Elena's forgiveness magic turns everyone turned to stone back human. This includes Fiero. We see him light up as he realizes he's alive again but just a second later we hear a choir "akatok" from Carla and Victor off screen and only gets to say "aw he-" before being turned to stone again.

[vandermastings]

A coincidence

Okay the next episode of pll 7x15 is called In the Eye Abides the Heart  which is also the song Mona sang in 3x03 If I had the time I would totally make a theory but I need to study but it would be cool if someone could find some connections,  because I don’t think any of this is just a coincidence...  

[wonswondrland]

Memories Of Love

Trainee A’s JJ

♡ Summary: on y/n’s 16th birthday jj bought her a polaroid printer. she jumped up and down, giving the boy a suffocating hug to show her gratitude. she quickly got to work, printing out her favorite pictures from her phone and kept her special ones together in a small box with a heart sticker on the lid. she’s not entirely sure why she did this, but it felt right to her.

y/n wasn’t sure what love was as she was still so young. she was sure she would know as soon as she felt true love. and now, after spending so much time with jj, staring at the special polaroids, and cherishing every gift he gave her, she was starting to feel new emotions. she felt fuzzy and warm. she felt dizzy, drunk, euphoric. every time a touch or hug lingered, she thought she’d pass out. every time a quick glance or prolonged stare was caught from his gaze, she was overwhelmed with nervousness. she was almost certain she was in love. she stared at the polaroids in the special box, recalling all her favorite memories they captured…

♡ Genre: fluff, friends to lovers, basically a compilation of oneshots

♡ Warnings: mushy, gut-wrenching cuteness

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“jj~ahhh,” i whined while koala-ing his arm. “hmm?” he hummed, turning his focus to me “can i take pictures of you? you look so cute today!” i looked at him with wide, puppy like eyes. he sighed, giving in. “of course, of course. where? in the studio or?” “in the parking garage! they’ll come out so cool, i promise.” “the parking garage?” “yup! let’s go!” i grabbed his hand and dragged him with me. he laughed at my eagerness to take his pictures. truth be told, his heart was racing at your compliment. but was he going to show it? nah!

“what do you want me to do? like pose-wise?” “hmm.. just do whatever you want and i’ll just take a bunch of pictures.” he laughed a little as i raised my phone to take pictures of him. he normally wasn’t so shy but with you paying such close attention to him he just laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to do. “jj! just pose or something, please?” he laughed and started acting silly. i started to laugh along with him, taking plenty of pictures.

we sat in the studio as he scrolled through the pictures, seeing which ones he liked the best. i laid my head on his shoulder to see the pictures as well. “wow, these aren’t half bad.” “yah!” i shoved his arm as he laughed. “i’m only teasing,” he said while laughing. i pouted and looked back at the phone. he scrolled to another picture. “oh no, deleting thi-” “DONT YOU DARE JUSTIN JAY!” i said grabbing my phone. “HEY NOT FAIR! I HATE IT!” “noooooo,” i whined, “it’s so cute!!” he sighed in defeat. “fine, but don’t go posting it okay?” “okayyyy” i said smiling while looking back at the photo. 

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[merry-andrews]

More Bully content + morning routine with these two (I deleted the last post so yup, I posted my previous draws again here)

[marshmallowloves]

Zelda OC #3 - Iphenia + Naida (sometimes)

>> (list of posts for other OCs)

(Heads up, this one is a bit long too, so just be prepared!)

I replayed Twilight Princess many times since that first time. I consider it to be my first real Zelda game because, as I said in the previous post, I was old enough to actually appreciate it as a game, rather than just have vague memories of holding a Zelda game in my hand. During some of these many replays, I thought about Ixchel, and I thought about Seracia, and then I thought... "Huh. These guys... kind of suck."

Between the fairy present with no explanation, said fairy literally just being a recolor of the first terrible fairy, the pet freakin' wolf, and the simping for Link... Ixchel did kind of suck. But some parts didn't! I was fond of her weapons, and I did love having characters that were bold and ready for action - probably because I was an awkward, sheltered nerd and lived vicariously through my OCs and their adventures. So I figured I'd refine Ixchel and Seracia once more, still keeping them for the Twilight Princess universe (because I will never not love that game), and before long I had my first iterations of Iphenia and Naida.

At first, Iphenia looked very similar to Ixchel, just with different colors and not so many belts and straps - and it made sense, since she was supposed to be a "refined" Ixchel. Like I said, I enjoyed the bold, adventurous personalities on my OCs, so she had about the same personality as Ixchel as well. I also still liked the idea of her name starting with an "I", because you don't really see too many of those. I don't exactly remember how I found it, but I eventually discovered the name "Iphigenia" - a princess in Greek mythology and a saint in Christian tradition. I didn't want to take the name directly, so I just deleted the "ig" and was left with Iphenia, which I felt sounded a little more "Zelda."

Iphenia also has a white fairy named Naida - the difference here is that Naida has an origin! It's a bullshit origin, but one nonetheless. At the time, a friend of mine had created an OC who was a goddess in the Zelda universe, and she blessed Iphenia with a protector in the form of a fairy. Like I said, kind of bullshit, but it's way better than Seracia just... being there. 😂

I used this version of Iphenia in a few drawings and stories, but eventually I decided that she was a little too similar to Ixchel. She needed to be more different, more independent! So, I gave her a bit of an overhaul, and to this day I still use this design - and Iphenia as a character (which I'll get to!)

She gained new clothes and lost the fairy! Not only that, but this is where I really started to flesh her out. Go figure that I develop her more as a character, now that she doesn't have to rely on someone else to constantly bounce off of. Naida was cool and all, but it was time for Iphenia to venture into a different realm... or rather, two different realms.

It was around this time that I finally got around to playing Skyward Sword, one of my top 3 favorite titles to this day. And with a new game, a new favorite character - and inevitably, a new ship - was bound to manifest at some point. Out of all the lovely characters in SS, nobody in particular caught my eye right away (shoo, Ghirahim, not now - you'll be in the next post). However, after finishing the story and completing a particular sidequest, a certain blue-haired boy of stout stature paved the way to a thinly-veiled self-ship with Iphenia as the vessel.

YUP, WE'RE TALKIN' ABOUT CAWLIN'S CHUNKY ASS

I'm not gonna lie - to this day, I love the dynamic between Iphenia and Cawlin. Since Iphenia (who gained the nickname Feeny for the rest of forever) still retained that bold and active personality, she doesn't take any of Cawlin's shit - instead, she sees right through it and finds an awkward Jerk With a Heart of Gold™ who's honestly just trying his best. On the other end, we have Cawlin, who finds that he can't intimidate this one into doing his bidding - but dang it, he still tries, and vehemently denies that he finds her natural intolerance for his BS... kind of refreshing actually. For a long while, he's completely oblivious to the fact that she likes him, but after his sidequest (where I feel the "proper" ending is the one where he's rejected by Karane), he stops looking through Karane-colored glasses and starts to come around to Feeny's advances.

I really do like these two together! Don't ask how in the world Feeny has blended seamlessly into the tiny, tight-knit community of Skyloft, but only just now acknowledged Cawlin's existence. I still don't have an explanation for that one kdjfhg.

But we're not quite done yet - fast forward a little bit, where I get my hands on Majora 3D (it's worth mentioning that I get these games relatively late after their release - way too expensive to buy them at launch). I'm just coming off the trail of OOT 3D, and am eager to finally see what the darkest game in the series has to offer, given that nobody in my family ever owned an N64. I play through, see the weird stuff that Ben Drowned has desensitized me to...

And then I step into Mayor Dotour's office. And for some reason that to this day I cannot figure out for the life of me, my eyes are glued to the Clock Town Corps Recruiter shouting at the oblivious carpenter. Was it the delivery of the one singular voice clip he has? Was it the fact that he's one of the only people in the town who is capable of common sense and wants to evacuate? Whatever it was, I'd finally done it. I'd fallen for a ridiculously obscure NPC. ...Or rather, Iphenia had fallen for the ridiculously obscure NPC.

In order to hide my shame for lowering the bar into hell, I came up with a legitimate, thought-out origin story - at least, as good an origin story as you can make in a game where the world is heavily implied to just be a giant fever dream. In this iteration, Iphenia is a young woman caring for her ill mother, and in order to make money for medicine, she enlists herself in the Clock Town guard. Though she remains headstrong in her motivations, she can't help but take interest in her superior, Captain Viscen, who proves to be incredibly serious about his job. He can't deny that she's physically strong, but her blatant disregard for her own safety for the sake of thrill-seeking and her weird need to bug him all the time forces him to keep a close eye on her, on top of all the people in Clock Town.

This time around, the dynamic is Feeny's "sweet but will absolutely get herself killed someday" to Viscen's "guy who keeps her from getting herself killed." And it, uh, happens a lot. Like the time Feeny found a Pictobox on the ground...

And Viscen's subsequent scolding of her wanting to do it again...

Okay at this point I might just be making excuses to show off old art of these two that I've never gotten to share before jdhfgjf. But, Feeny has gone through quite a bit of change, and I'm proud of where she is now! I even recently drew her with a bit of armor to show her place in the guard (one day I'll give her a proper suit! djfhg)

One more thing to note - during all of this, her weapons are largely the same as Ixchel's - the difference here being that there is only one blade on the rings now, with both the edge and the point being used to attack. She also carried a cloth around to clean them, as well as a pouch of literal rocks to sharpen them.

However, I eventually decided that these would be impractical - especially for her Majora iteration. So I settled on something else with both an edge and a point that would fit much better as a guard - a halberd! ...that I have not drawn yet. But I know it'll look similar to Viscen's spear, having the tassels and all. I'll add it to my drawing list!

[izumi-fanclub]

A3! Event Story Translation “Blessed Memories” [ Epilogue: Beneath the Soap Bubbles ]

Nawww they had too much fun acting out a proposal to Izumi I don’t think any of y’all are ready (is the one that wasn’t ready)

-

Izumi

(The soap bubble surprise was a huge success! I’m glad to see them so happy.)

Jin

We better get changed out of these clothes.

Miki

That’s right.

Everyone, I really can’t thank you enough for today.

Then, please excuse us.

Azuma

Yes, thank you for today too.

Izumi

…... The wedding ceremony really was wonderful.

Hisoka

They both looked so happy.

Chikage

…... They sure did.

Kumon

Director, can I post our outfits on Inste?

Izumi

Sure, why not. It’s a special case this time around, since I don’t think we’ll ever be able to show our costumes and play again today.

Posting a lot on social media might make a lot of people happy.

Yuki

I wanna show off our costumes to other people too.

Sakyo

That’s right.

Kumon

Then let’s all line up and take a picture together! Since we’re all here, let’s put director in the shot, too!

Izumi

No, no, I’m good. I’ll just take the pic.

Yuki

…... Wait, where’s Azu-nee?

Hisoka

He was here a moment ago.

Chikage

Aaaand looks like he’s back.

Sakyo

Oi, where did you run off to?

Azuma

Sorry, sorry, I went and borrowed this for a moment.

Hisoka

A bouquet?

Yuki

Heh, cute.

Izumi

What are you gonna do with that?

Azuma

I thought since we’re taking pics, I borrowed one from the staff.

Izumi

I see, it’d make for a great photo if someone had it!

Azuma

No, this is for you, director.

Take this and we’ll take a pic.

Izumi

Eh, me? But......

Chikage

Can we do it one-on-one?

Kumon

Yeah yeah! Let’s take a pic together, director!

Azuma

Now, here’s your bouquet.

Izumi

Thank you very much, then......

Azuma

Mhm.

Azuma

Aah...... I knew it, it looks really good with you, Izumi.

Izumi

Eeh!

Azuma

I love your smile, your voice...... your everything. Izumi, you cutie, will you be my bride?

Izumi

…...!

A-Azuma-san?

Azuma

Fufuu, there’s no need to look so surprised. We’ve done this kind of etude in front of a wedding venue before. *

Kumon

That’s right, Muku mentioned that during the bride’s three-game match. Everyone did an etude like a marriage proposal.

Hey hey, the atmosphere and everything is perfect, let’s have director play the bride and we’ll follow suit!

Izumi

Eeh!?

Yuki

Haa? For what. 

Kumon

Right, the scenario’s literally laid out for us!

Azuma-san was really cool and director was so cute with her bouquet, I wanna see everyone else’s etude too!

Azuma

Fufu, I also wanna see it.

Yuki

Even Azu-nee......

Kumon

Yeah! Come on, Yuki!

Yuki

Haa...... guess I got no choice.

Yuki

…... I’ll keep on making you prettier and prettier with my own hands.

Hey, when you’re by my side, you can put on the best wedding dress I’ll ever make.

Izumi

!

Kumon

Wow! It’s cute but cool at the same time! That’s what I’m talking about~!

Chikage

Yup, nice one, Yuki.

Kumon

All right! My turn!

Kumon

Izumi-san, I’ll definitely make you happy......!

And I love you! Please marry me!!

Yuki

For real, he’s so straightforward.

Hisoka

Think it really conveys how Kumon feels.

Azuma

The proposal’s got moxie to it.

Kumon

Hehe, thanks! Next up, Hisoka-san it’s your turn!

Hisoka

Me?

Hisoka

…...You’re so pretty. It honestly feels like a dream. Thank you for being my bride.

Let’s stay together forever.

Sakyo

Guess it’s nice to be straightforward.

Azuma

Yeah, it’s pleasant and easy. There’s no need to be shy.

Yuki

You’re up next, Chikage.

Izumi

(Chikage-san, I don’t think he’s into this kind of stuff......)

Chikage

Come on, don’t look at me like that.

Chikage

…... You’re beautiful, Izumi.

You’re my someone, who fills me up with warm and loving feelings.

I vow to protect you with all that I am.

Kumon

Wow! That was so friggin’ cool!

Yuki

What a show-off.

Not bad, I guess.

Hisoka

It’s your turn, Sakyo.

Sakyo

Sigh. geez......

Sakyo

You’re very special to me. I’ll never let go of your hand...... I want to live with you.

Let’s get married.

Azuma

Fufuu, it’s nice to convey how you feel.

Hisoka

Yeah, same here.

Kumon

It makes me feel like an adult, I like it......!

Izumi

(Haa, I’m still shy about these things...... no matter how many times it’s happened......!)

     *beep*

Izumi

Eh?

Yuki

What was that sound?

Kumon

Hehe! Everyone looked so cool so I took a video! Muku’s gonna be soooo stoked to see this——

Yuki

Haa!?

Sakyo

Delete that right now.

Kumon

Eh—!! But it was so cool......!

Yuki & Sakyo

DELETE IT!

Azuma

Now, now.

Hisoka

Snore...........

Izumi

Ahahaha......

Chikage

Just don’t ever show it to Masumi by mistake.

Story clear!

------------------------------- T/Ns:

A reference to the “Bride Concerto” Event story

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[jokertrap-ran]

(光与夜之恋 Light and Night) Truth or Dare Season 1: Honeying Early Autumn (第1期・初秋蜜糖) Translation

✥ Side: Evan [Dares]

*Light and Night Master-list *Spoiler free: Translations will remain under cut *Join my Light & Night Discord (＾▽＾)~ ♪ *This contains the 2 Dares! (You + Evan) *Event story tag will be #For Light and Memories

❖ Dare: You Lose!

"Let the person across from you change your cover photo in Moments!"

Evan: Since it's a dare and it is what it is, let's do something that you'd normally never do.

MC: Yup! Just as this card says!

Evan: Can you lend me your phone? I'll help you change your cover photo in Moments.

Evan: Don't be in such a hurry to delete it when you see it.

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Evan: I've finally fulfilled a wish I've been harbouring for a long time now.

MC (Comment): I can't believe you actually posted it =口= Evan (Reply): If only to eternalize this treasured memory.

⊹ ˚✩ ━━━━━━━━━━━ ∘◦ ✥ ◦∘ ━━━━━━━━━━━ ✩˚ ⊹

❖ Dare: He Loses!

"Let the person across from you post a funky post on your Moments!"

MC: I thought of a certain popular emote. The description of one of them is perfect for you!

Evan: Hm? And what is that?

MC: You'll know in a moment. No deleting it!

I quickly typed it out and tapped the post button in gleeful satisfaction before returning Evan his phone.

Evan: So this was what it was. Don't worry, I won't be deleting it.

Evan: It looks reminiscent of a certain child's antics.

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Evan: Evaemon fears nothing

MC (Comment): Looks like this nickname of yours is going to go far~ Evan (Reply): That's fine by me. I quite like this nickname.

*T/N: They're referencing this popular meme from the Evan CN Chaohua HAHAHAHA

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[la-muerta]

AO3 Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @sasamelons!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

119 works; 113 fics, 3 video edits, 3 fanart.

2. What is your total AO3 word count?

1,233,238 words 🙈 (I’ve been posting stuff regularly on AO3 for 4.5 years)

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Technically, four fandoms if you count the one odd Megstiel SPN fic that I wrote in reaction to S08E17. But on AO3, my main fandoms are Shadowhunters with 85 fics, The Untamed (陈情令)/MDZS with 24 fics, and Word of Honour (山河令) with 3 fics.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1) lovers be lost (but love shall not) | 2,678 kudos | rated T | The Untamed (陈情令)/MDZS Horror casefic set in 1910s Jiangsu, Wei Ying agrees to a ghost marriage with the recently-deceased Lan Zhan. Angst with a happy ending. I actually drew a whole blueprint of the Lan family’s siheyuan estate for my own notes lol.

2) All Realms of Where and When Beyond | 2,286 kudos | rated E | Shadowhunters Fantasy AU. Magnus, the youngest prince of Edom, is forced into a political marriage with Alec, the former crown prince of Idris. This is my longest fic at 106,491 words and I also drew art and maps for it.

3) No Refunds, Satisfaction Guaranteed | 2,272 kudos | rated E | The Untamed (陈情令)/MDZS Wei Ying is mistaken for the sexbot that he was supposed to deliver to Lan Zhan. The premise is inspired by the Korean manhwa 너와 30일.

4) Monsters | 1,829 kudos | rated E | Shadowhunters SPN-verse AU, the Lightwoods are monster hunters and Magnus is a Prince of Hell.

5) burning bright | 1,641 kudos | rated E | The Untamed (陈情令)/MDZS When the Yiling River rages out of control, Lan Zhan is offered to the dragon in the river as a virgin sacrifice. (I just really wanted to write a proper Chinese dragon where we treat our dragons as more like gods than evil monsters.) A fill for a kinkmeme prompt.

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Yup, I do! I set a rule for myself that I could only post something new after I’d answered all the comments in my inbox (so if I start replying to comments, it usually means I’m ready to post my next chapter haha). But I do like making friends with my readers and I love it when I spot a familiar username!

6. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

I’ve written a few fics that have made people cry 🙈 But I usually like happy endings so I think the angstiest endings go to The Lighthouse on Lightwood Island (Shadowhunters), which is a horror/eldritch tentacle monster ficlet that started out as crackfic and just took a sharp left turn into angst, and The Kingdom by the Sounding Sea (Shadowhunters) which is a everybody-dies sort of deal.

7. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've ever written?

I don’t write crossovers but I have written one SPN-verse AU and one Star Trek-verse AU for Shadowhunters.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not really. I did get one of those crazy Jiang Cheng haters on one fic, but it was just one nonsensical comment and I simply deleted it.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yeah, at least half of my fic is rated E. Porn with feelings is my jam, and I feel like I should tag most of it “what is all this plot getting in the way of my porn?!” because I’m apparently incapable of writing porn without plot LOL.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes, someone on Wattpad stole a bunch of fic from a few authors but we reported the account.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I did do a lovely collaboration series with rebel_ren on AO3 called Sensorium where we prompted each other with one of the senses and gifted the fics to each other, and the MDZS Reverse Bang with @lordvoldemortsnipple ❤️

12. What's your all time favourite ship?

I don’t think I have one. I’m currently in Wenzhou (Word of Honour) mode but I’m still writing MDZS fic and I occasionally read fics from my previous fandoms like Shadowhunters, Supernatural, Sherlock, etc.

13. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Ranma Nibunnoichi 😆 There wasn’t even FFN at that time, I posted fic on my geocities site and there were all these fandom webrings...

14. What's your favourite fic you've written?

Oh no this is a hard one. I am proud of most of my fic – I like to challenge myself with new tropes or techniques, and I enjoy writing and researching for them. If I had to choose, I’d pick three. All Realms of Where and When Beyond because it was my life for six months and I will always love the world and lore that I built for it. Lost & Found // 有缘千里来相会 (The Untamed/MDZS) because it was an exploration of the complicated concepts of belonging and family in the framework of my culture and my identity as Chinese diaspora. And our love is a harsh chord (Shadowhunters) because it was the most structurally complex thing I’ve written because of the non-linear narrative and the fandom was so lovely and supportive with a bunch of people livetweeting their reactions when they were reading the fic.

Tagging @lynne-monstr @faejilly @junemermaid @sfjessii @darknutmeg @lordvoldemortsnipple​ if you want to do it!

[dnfinite123]

(Remake) SPIDERMAN NO WAY HOME

SCENES

PART 1

So for my pitch of the final battle for NWH. We do have the Spider-Men vs. The Sinister Six...sorta. Doc Ock is confirmed to be present the whole time for here. However, it's the same format, with the additions of Vulture and Rhino. Plus redesigns of Lizard and Electro (yes, even Rhino since we all hated that TASM2 suit). However, Doc Ock will actually be watching over the fight after demanding his Group for an attack, before sneakily change sides to help out defeat Electro and others. Also while we're at it. Spider-Gwen (Emma Stone) and Venom (Tom Hardy) will help out the Spider-Men. Only them, don't ask for Daredevil, Deadpool, Wolverine, Scarlett Witch, Black Cat or even Miles Morales to be in it. Only the 2 I mentioned.

This pitch is unfortunately delayed to the summer since I'm more busy with my final semester (almost halfway there to finish). But I'll still post more to give you guys info just for the heck of it.

PART 2

Yup! This is the part where it gets interesting for my pitch for No Way Home. So basically, after the defeat of the Sinister Six (sorta). Green Goblin and Mysterio jump in to attack at the Statue of Liberty. The Spider-Men, Gwen and Venom faced more threatening villains after the ones they defeat. And you all remember that deleted scene (concept art) where Mysterio fights Dr. Strange. It will be revived for my pitch, but for a quick matter and something different. Now yes, this is the same Mysterio from the MCU, and it's indeed Jake Gyllenhaal's Quentin Beck after faking his death. However, he no longer needs Drones. He instead snuck inside of Strange's mansion after Spidey defeated him in the mirror world, and taking the villains to the apartment he moved in with May and Happy. Mysterio will gain that magic power to become fully powered Mysterio (while killing or firing his team to form new ones with superpowers...aka the 7 other baddies from previous Spider-Man movies). And that time, he and Green Goblin are the only 2 to be the last to fight Spider-Man, since they're the most evil and threatening villains to fight. I won't go fully into details on what will happen or what will be different, cause I don't want to spoil the fun. But yeah, Mysterio is here with Green Goblin, and will be part of the big finale with him.

Concepts not done by me big shoutout to a deveantart username SP-Goji-Fan

[lebritneeey]

Second Chance (3/??)

inspired by don’t wanna cry, lie again and second life & a little idea from reply 1997 and 1988.

genre: romance. fluff, angst, love rivals etc lmao

pairing: y/n x ??? (svt)

a/n: hi guys! so my imagination started running after listening to dwc, lie again and second life on repeat lmao. i’ve always love reading angsty fics and so i came up with this series based on these three songs! disclaimer!! if there’s any similarity with other fics, it is coincidental, everything written here is based on my idea! no to plagiarism!! also, pics and gifs here are NOT mine! hope you guys enjoy this series i might be posting this on aff too so don’t be alarm if you come across it on aff! enjoy!

SERIES MASTERLIST

What if you could get a second chance at love? What if it was the wrong time but the right person all along? Would you take it? This second chance? 

Meet y/n, a 25 year old girl who had to revisit the city she once loved, Seoul. It was a city filled with both good and bad memories for her. When she left, she swore never to return. But here she is, back in Seoul, hoping to not run into a certain old flame that might reopen old wounds and remind her of how broken hearted she was back then.

chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4

chapter 3: she’s back?

nov 2020, seoul, 1:39pm (KST)

Y/n’s eyes widened as she froze. Choyi and Hana gasped as they stared at the three familiar faces in front of them. 

Seventeen Dino, Mingyu and Jeonghan were picking up their coffee orders for the rest of the group. 

“Oh! Noona!” Dino and Mingyu chimed as they greeted her excitedly. They turned to Hana and Choyi, waving at them as well. 

Jeonghan’s eyes was fixated on Y/n, his gaze turning soft. 

“Hi, Y/n.. long time no see.” 

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The members sat down with the girls as they waited for their orders. Jeonghan took a seat opposite Y/n who anxiously drank her coffee while silence filled the air. 

“..long time no see noonas!” Dino broke the silence. Mingyu joined in, “yeah, it’s been a few years!” Hana broke into a smile, nodding. “Yes, it’s been a while.. Heard Seventeen has been getting first place recently! Congratulations!” Choyi agreed, “This year is really you guys’ year! Congrats!” 

While the four of them chatted away, Jeonghan constantly fixed his gaze onto Y/n. He gently asked, “how have you been?” Y/n looked up from her drink as she forced a smile. “I’m.. good. You?” 

Jeonghan chuckled, “well you know, busy as always. We’re preparing for our upcoming tour.” Y/n nodded, taking a sip of her drink again. 

“You still looked the same from the last time I saw you. Beautiful always.” Y/n blinked in surprise, cheeks turning slightly red at the statement. She said nothing and continued looking at her coffee. Silence filled the air once more. 

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“Ah, lunch time is over, we gotta go now.” Hana said as the girls stood up to leave. “Aw, that’s sad. But we had fun catching up noona!” Dino chirped as he waved them goodbye with Mingyu beside him doing the same. Just as Y/n was about to follow them out, Jeonghan gently grabbed her wrist. “Y/n!” She turned and stared at him, brows raising. 

He let go and rubbed his neck awkwardly. “Um.. how long are you going to be in Korea for? We should all catch up soon, the rest of the guys missed you and they would be delighted to see you again.” 

Y/n pursed her lips together, hesitating. “If I’m free.” She gave the three guys a small smile before leaving the cafe. 

Jeonghan sighed as he watched her leave. Damn it, I never thought I would miss her this much. 

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“Hyung.. should we tell the rest that we saw y/n again?” Dino asked in their van. The three were on the way back to the company with their coffee orders in their hands. 

“I don’t know.. We need to prepare for the tour soon, y/n’s return might affect some of them.” Jeonghan rubbed his face, feeling a tad stressed. 

“I think we should tell them. What if they bumped into y/n on the streets again like today?” Mingyu chipped in. “Aigoo hyung, Seoul isn’t that small you know.” Dino shooked his head as he replied Mingyu who pouted and continued texting on his phone. 

Jeonghan stared outside the window as he sighed once more. If fate allows it, then we will all meet again. He thought as the car ride continued in silence all the way back to the company. 

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Flashback to march 2017, 3:53pm, PLEDIS building

Choyi, Hana and Y/n looked around in awe as they walked around the building of PLEDIS Entertainment, home to Seventeen, NU’EST and After School. Hana’s boyfriend had invited the girls over for lunch as he’s busy helping SVT prepare for their album comeback.

“Never in my life would I expect myself to be in freaking PLEDIS building where it’s the home to Seventeen!!!!!” Choyi whispered excitedly as she did a little dance while they were finding the practice room that Joohyeon was in. “Please calm down Choyi or else we’re gonna get kicked out for disturbance!” Hana shooked her head, Y/n chuckled as she follow the pair behind.

“Room 3.. room 3.. ah here it is,” Hana pointed at the practice room they found. The girls peeked through the windows.

Seventeen members were in formation while Joohyeon was in front showing them what seemed to be a choreography for their next title song. “Can’t believe I’m getting the very first look at the upcoming comeback dance..” Choyi sighed with pleasure as she fixated her eyes through the window panels.

“Okay, let’s take ten boys!” Joohyeon announced as he spotted Choyi’s face planted against the window. He walked over to the door and welcomed the girls. “Hi oppa” Hana gave him a hug while Y/n and Choyi waved at the members.

“Oh, hello, nice to see you all again!” Dokyeom waved as the rest of the members followed suit while they grabbed some towels and water bottles.

“Sorry to disturb but we brought some lunch for all of you!” Hana announced as Joohyeon took the bags she was carrying. “YES WE HAVE FREE FOOOOOD” Dino and Hosni jumped up and down pumping their fists with excitement. Y/n beamed, feeling a little surprised by their energy even after what seemed like hours of dance practice.

Jun ran up to Y/n after seeing her with two big bags of lunchboxes, “here let me help you with that!” Y/n gave him an appreciative smile and thanked him. “We didn’t speak much backstage that day but nice to meet you, I’m Jun! Are you a Korean by the way?”

Y/n shooked her head, “I’m from Singapore.” Jun nodded, mouth forming an ‘o’. “Wow but your Korean is good! Wait.. so does this mean you can speak chinese?”

“Yup, 我可以说中文 (I can speak chinese)“ Jun got even more excited and started conversing in chinese with Y/n as they sat down on the floor with the others as they took out the lunchboxes.

“Are.. those two speaking in Chinese?” Seungcheol asked The8 as he glanced at the pair. The8 looked over and nodded, “Y/n’s from Singapore I think so she’s able to speak chinese if I’m not wrong”

Seungcheol tilted his head as he watched Y/n laughing at something Jun was saying. Wonder what they’re talking about that is so funny.. He pouted slightly as he started eating.

“Yah Jihoon ah, where’s your Polaroid camera! This calls for some fun picture taking!” Jeonghan asked. Woozi walked over to his bag and took out the camera. Y/n noticed the Polaroid model, “oh is that the latest model?” Woozi turned to her and nodded. Y/n stood up and walked over looking at it. “Can I see it? I’ve been saving up for one cause my previous polaroid broke!” Woozi handed his camera over with a small smile.

Y/n clapped her hands enthusiastically as she gently held the camera. “Can I test it out?” Woozi chuckled as he gave her the go ahead. What Y/n did next was unexpected to the boy — she pointed the camera in front of him and snapped a pic, “say cheese!” Woozi stared blankly at the camera with surprised as he frozed. Did she just.. took a picture of me? Suddenly?

When the polaroid picture started developing, Y/n giggled as she showed Woozi. “What’s with the blank look!” Woozi stared at Y/n, feeling captivated by her adorable action. He blushed as he rubbed his neck sheepishly, “I was just surprised that’s all..” Y/n grinned as she return the camera to him. “I think I’ll get this model, thank you Jihoon!” Woozi blushed even more as she calls him by his actual name.

“Hyung, I can help us take a few pics!” Mingyu walked over, taking the camera from the flustered boy. “Woah, why are your ears so red?” Woozi shooked his head and passed the camera to Mingyu before returning to his food, “nothing, here ya go. Don’t drop it or else I’ll come after you.”

Mingyu sighed as he went around taking pictures of the entire gang. “Say kimchi everyone!!!!”

///

Nov 2020, choyi’s apartment, 4:19pm (KST)

Y/n dropped her bag onto the sofa as she plopped on it. Choyi walked to the fridge to get a bottle of soju. Y/n looked on quizzedly, “isn’t it a bit too early for alcohol?”

Choyi took two soju glasses and sat on the sofa beside Y/n. “it’s for you.” Y/n raised an eyebrow, looking at the soju, “for what?”

“In case you wanna talk about what happened out there just now?” Choyi poured the soju into the glasses and handed one to Y/n, who took it begrudgingly. “There’s no need for any talk Cho.”

“It’s been what.. two years? I just thought seeing them might you know, sparked some past memories again” Choyi shrugs as she downs her glass. “I’m okay. It’s in the past and I’ve moved on. Really, I’m fine Cho” Y/n gave a tight smile as she refilled her glass.

“Besides, I won’t be staying in Korea for long anyway. I’m just here for work and work only, after which I’m gonna head home.” Y/n took a shot of soju as she let the bitterness taste linger around her throat hoping she would let it distract her from the heavy feeling around her chest.

“... Do you still have his number saved?” Y/n blinked a few times at Choyi’s question. She would be lying if she say she has already deleted them. The truth is, she still has it. After all these years, she still has it saved onto her phone, she just couldn’t bear to delete it. All she did was renamed it to “Ignore” just in case he calls again, but he never did.

“… nope I deleted it the day I left.” Silence filled the air as Y/n took another shot of her drink.

“You know.. the guys were shocked and sad when they heard you left without saying goodbye” Choyi added as she refilled their glasses.

“I heard.. that he was upset too” Choyi continued a she took a shot.

Y/n paused as she reached for her glass. He was upset? What right did he have to be upset?

[dannyboyzone]

Writing rules 101 by Kin

Intro;

Everybody has their own writing style, and you absolutely don't have to listen to me. This is only posted for two reasons, one being that I might not have the mental strenght to post request for 2 or 3 days due to personal reasons, the other one being hey, someone might find this useful.

It's not to nag though, it's more for fun and I am open to respectful critism.

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1.

The first one that's the most important one is - In my eyes at least - that you should absolutely never write the character doing absolutely nothing.

Start out sentences with someone being in the middle of something, either something big or something small.

Example;

Not that good; Daniel woke up to the sound at his alarm, at 7:30 am and went to brush his teeth.

Alright!; Daniel shifted his gaze from the window back inside his kitchen. It was raining today, he couldn't help but wonder if it was a bad omen, or if his mind is simply trying to mess with him.

He opened the door to reveal his kitchen shelves, putting away the mug he had gotten from Gun that morning.

ex end.

Not only will it give more depth and possibilities for your story, but it will also keep the reader more entertained and in picture with what's happening.

Also, you are less likely to get a writers block.

2.

Please, if possible, do not write in a big text block.

By that, I mean not possible break in between lines at all.

Please try to make a format you are possible with, of what your gut feeling says feels right.

Example;

You could write like this.

I do not follow a possible format, but in my opinion the best format is one or two sentences starters. The next graph being three to five sentences.

It will not only make you more able to focus, and know where you left off but it is also helpful for the readers.

You can, of course add big paragraphs - if they are called that - but! People with certain disabilities, especially reading ones, will be able to pay attention more and not get overwhelmed if you follow the process of 'small text, big text, small text' or one similar to that made by your own. Also, were you aware that people who don't have English as their first language will be able to follow through more like that?!

Well, now you are!

ex end.

3.

" It is not necessary for you to always add who is talking while two people are having a conversation. " said Mira,

" That's right, but that rule only applies if it's obvious who is talking! " Zoe added to the conversation, with a cheerful smile.

Zack leaned back in his chair, holding a hand in front of his mouth as he yawned,

" If you are going to tell them the obvious anyway, just tell them that a sentence which is followed up by a quote should never have a dot but rather a comma. "

" Zack, don't be silly! Everyone knows that! "

" Actually... Some people might not! Let's not be judgemental everyone. " said the brown haired one.

" Pft, that's for beginners tho! "

" Hey!!! Let's also tell them that they can use differences between the people talking instead of their name too! " said his desk mate, as he looked up from the notes on their desk.

Zack leaned his head on Daniel's shoulder, closing his eyes as he made himself comfortable for a nap,

" Yup, especially if there is a pronoun difference. "

Mira turned to Y/n, holding their shoulder,

" Don't feel stressed please! It's alright to make mistakes, and writing is pretty hard anyway! Just follow your own pace! "

4.

Do not add anything that doesn't have a meaning.

Even if it's taking a sip of drink, it should have a meaning.

It's poisoned, dirty, the first step for someone to be healthy, the first drink someone has for survival, holds a significant meaning or It's to provoke someone.

It doesn't matter, as long as it adds something to the story.

If you do not make everything have a meaning that adds depth to the story or the personality of a character you are wasting the time of your reader and could possibly give them false hope.

Though, you don't immediately have to add the meaning of if in the same scene or even same chapter.

5.

Some sentences have multiple meanings depending on which word is pressed down.

Take an example, the sentence

" I never said she stole my money "

has 7 different meanings depending on the word you press down. Just try it out.

So if you might write a sentence with multiple meanings please write the pressed down word in italics.

If you want to say the person didn't steal the money, but someone else did, you would have to write,

" I never said she stole my money "

I hope it's clear with only one example!

6.

Your work is bad because you have read it at least a thousand times, but the people you will publish it to will read it for the first time and you will always have to remember that.

If you want to improve it though, write down everything in your notes, then fully delete it.

You can then open your post tab on your publishing site - like tumblr or something - and start rewriting it.

You will definitely only remember what's necessary in addition to your story.

I personally don't do this, but a lot of people might find it important.

7.

Always do research please, even if things won't always be accurate.

If you do research, less people will be annoyed by the inaccuracy and you will be able to add a lot of things that you couldn't have without them.

Also, you can avoid appropriating cultures and offending different kind of communities that way.

Along side that, please always state if your work will out of character or inaccurate on purpose.

Plus! Checking your spelling errors with a trusted app of yours will never hurt anybody! ♡

8.

If you have a writers block, please either

1. Change the weather; Opens up different kind of possibilities due to clothing, back ground, objects, air and reactions it brings out of others.

2. Add something dramatic; Only do this if it's absolutely necessary, because it could ruin your work. If everything goes right, add something that goes wrong and vice versa. This is only if you want to add angst in your fluff or wise versa.

3. Change the environments and/or the positions the characters are in; It gives a better perspective of the mood and general idea of the topic on hand that you are writing about.

4. Move on to the next scene; You can either leave the scene at that, or write the scene after that which can give you ideas for the one previous to that.

5. Make sure to clean the room you are in; Distractions and environment factors can change the way you feel about writing. Especially if not everything is clean, even if you don't like the mess. Also, drink water.

9.

Never add the end being a dream in longer works.

I don't mean the middle, a twist or a necessity. I mean the absolute end.

It just disappoints people and wastes their time.

10.

If you are writing anything other than romance such as action, horror, thriller ect I would like to say that, romance is not a necessity.

I beg of you, please don't add it if your main focus isn't romance.

Sure, people can have relationships but unnecessary romance rather drives people away than bring in more readers.

If your main focus is romance, please don't immediately make the people fall for each other.

It doesn't necessary have to be enemies or something you don't enjoy, but please remember that no one loves at first sight, and even people with a lot of chemistry can be shy!

Even if you love someone the first day you meet them due to something, it will definitely take a few hours and naivety.

So unless the main point is love at first sight, it's better to build up a relationship bit by bit.

11.

Be diverse with tension levels in scenes!

If a whole work is simply tense, or simply has a normal tone that can be either overwhelming or underwhelming.

For example, if your work is shorter, you can add a tiny moment where someone pouts yet gets cheered up with kisses a bit after.

If it's longer, you can add for example a race scene, which after ending is followed up with a group of friends smiling and having fun at a dinner table. If would not only give more depth to your story, but it could make viewers think and make their own headcanons of your story.

So, in short, please balance your story out. Readers have an easier time to finish a work that's balanced in the course of the same day over works that are over or underwhelming! ♡

12.

Every writer has a word that they might repeat too often. Mine are pronouns, but for others it might be fangs, headband, no, lenght or even cat.

Please try to recognise yours!

If you feel like you are repeating your key word more often than 3 times please rewrite your sentence(s) in a way it's more pleasant.

You will have an easier time writing and your reader won't feel like you are repeating yourself.

Also, you can improve your speech pattern that way. ♡

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Outro;

Whew, that was a lot. Kinda gave me a headache.

Please remember that these are tips and not to put anyone down. I would have just liked to help and make up for the lack of post. - Ouch, parrot much. - I enjoyed writing these, but if anyone got offended I apologise. Hopefully, this won't get ignored since I put a lot of effort in it. 🥲

Thank you for your time! <3