#google doc titled: oh boy

[skitskatdacat63]

"Bring on The Dancing Horses"(x) - Echo and The Bunnymen × Ferrari Drivers

#yes this web weave was titled 'Bring on The Prancing Horses' in my docs....yes im proud of that.... #long post whoop!!! pls scroll back thru and listen to the song while doing so if you wanna experience it better :) #this was originally supposed to be an edit but i have no patience for that and im very happy w this!! #i daydream to music a lot and when i first heard this song i could only think of ferrari seb then sebchal then ferrari drivers in general #but this hurt me a lot to make(for several reasons) #one: AAAAHHHH IT MAKES ME SADDDDDDD!! now im only gonna be able to think of the myth of ferrari when i listen to this song #it rly hurt to look up the pics for this bcs it still feels sore to me and it makes me so sad #but at least i didnt have to watch vids! id probably burst into tears #two: fighting for my life in google docs trying to format the text hahaha... i refuse to use photoshop #special thanks to cofi (@sweatyflytrap) for giving me the idea to put the TPs for the lies lyrics! #its both funny and unfortunate that domenicali was the TP for both felipe and fernando #it would be a bit better if there was a different tp for each but ah oh well #also hehe changed the lyric a tiny bit for the Kimi part. in the og lyrics its Jimmy not Kimi but yknow felt odd to leave it as it was so! #other than that i really really ardently feel that this song fits the cycle of ferrari drivers soooooo well #the 'bring on the new messiah' at the end of the song PLEASE IT FITS SO WELL! with how they drop their prev golden boy for whoevers next! #also omg the way seb's verse is 'you're breaking my brittle heart' rather than "im breaking your brittle heart' HURTS DOESNT IT?????? #i didnt included the original opening/middle verse. i def could make it fit but it wasnt a good opening for this post specifically #'Jimmy Brown made of stone' = kimi again. 'Charlie clown no way home' = charles of course! #anyways this is my magnum opus...but nah i really like it! ill only ever make web weaves w random 80s music i think hahah #ferrari #scuderia ferrari #felipe massa #kimi raikkonen #fernando alonso #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc #f1 #formula 1 #we do a little bit of f1 #normal posts that catie normally makes in a normal fashion

[16bruises]

Remembrance

word count: 903

Part 2 to Descent

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Miguel drowns in a man-made ocean of hurt

“There is no grief like the grief that does not speak”

-Henry Longfellow

For the longest time, I felt like a voyeur. I watched a man who I shared my face with live the life I’d always wanted. I watched every beautiful moment, every sad moment, every quiet moment, every moment I could.

I had been so sure that every Miguel O’Hara in the multiverse was destined to suffer. But this one, this lucky cabrón. He had everything. He had a perfect life. A beautiful wife, a beautiful baby, everything was so god damned beautiful. I couldn’t help the resentment, the jealousy I felt towards this man.

Then that fateful moment…

I could’ve blinked and missed it…

It happened so fast and that man I shared a face with was gone.

But I remained. I couldn’t just watch anymore, I had to do something. The man I had once shared a face with wouldn’t be there to protect his wife or baby girl. But I could. Like nothing even happened. Who would want the mother of their baby to suffer and mourn their loss when a near-exact clone could be there? I loved them so much already.

My precious Gabriella and (y/n) never noticed I had stepped in for the man I shared a face with.

Every day with them was so perfect. I loved my beautiful wife and daughter. They were everything and more. I would’ve done anything for them.

I wish I could say I did everything I could to save my family. But I know I didn’t do enough. (Y/n) made it, I still could’ve done more for her but still- she made it. Gabriella… oh Gabriella. My baby girl. I didn’t save my baby girl. She was in my arms one moment and then she was gone.

Her own mother doesn’t even know she’s gone. I didn’t do enough, I don’t deserve to feel bad for myself. Yet I can’t help the gut-wrenching grief that consumes me every day.

I wish I did more for my baby girl, I wish I did more for my (y/n), I wish I did more for their world.

I often find myself wishing that their Miguel hadn’t died. Wishing my Gabriella’s father wasn’t taken from her without her ever knowing. Wishing (y/n)’s Miguel hadn’t made a simple mistake that cost him his life with her.

I love her more than he did though, I know I do. I fell for her before she was mine and I fell for her again every day once I got her. Her Miguel made a small but fatal mistake. He died and left her. I won’t let myself die, I won’t leave her.

The day (y/n) and Gabriella’s world was destroyed was the worst day of my life but I know someday soon it’ll have some competition for that title.

(y/n)‘s glitching gets worse every day, it’s only a matter of time until her body can’t handle the glitches anymore. That day might be worse.. but I’ll enjoy the moments I have with her until then. I’ll figure out which moment was worse once she’s gone.

-

If (y/n) knew what I did to that boy- Miles. I think she’d be more mad at me than she was before her world ended.

God, she screamed at me while I forced that dimensional travel watch onto her wrist. She couldn’t even look at me. I told her everything, she knew I wasn’t her Miguel, I wasn’t her baby’s father, and I was an alien in her home. She knew I watched her husband die and then took his place. She knew I had watched them live their beautiful life. She knew I fell in love with her through a screen in another universe. Yet, she still trusted me to protect her and Gabriella.

It’s horrible but it’s probably for the best that (y/n) doesn’t know that Gabriella is gone. I don’t think she’d be able to function if she remembered what happened. I wish there was someone else who remembers the moments I had with her and our Gabriella. But I’d rather have my (y/n) still love me, hold me, and talk about our baby girl like she’s just at school or soccer than have her know that her world ended and Gabriella is gone.

This situation… it’s too much. She wouldn’t understand. She couldn’t. It’s starting to seem like nobody completely understands the importance of maintaining canon.

(y/n) definitely wouldn’t. I don’t know how I could even explain myself to her. I admit, I went too far.

But Miles- He’s the reason Earth 42 doesn’t have a Spiderman! He’s the reason his Earth’s Peter Parker is dead! He’s responsible for anomalies across the multiverse!

He doesn’t- I should’ve explained better. I should’ve spoken to him one on one.

But that boy was never going to understand! The moment he found out what NEEDED to be done to protect his universe from total destruction he was never going to agree! There was nothing I could have done. Miles was never going to listen to reason.

He’s already caused too many problems-

Who knows everything he’s caused?! He could’ve sped up (y/n)‘s glitches!

She could be gone faster because of him!

I’ve accepted that she’ll be gone one day, but I will NOT LOSE HER SOONER THAN I HAVE TO.

ESPECIALLY NOT BECAUSE SOME ANOMALY WANTS TO BE SELFISH

#miguel ohara #miguel x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #astv fic #astv fanfic #astv miguel #astv spoilers #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 angst #miguel o’hara angst #miguel o’hara atsv #miguel x reader angst #miguel o'hara angst #miguel o’hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #angst #spiderman x reader angst

[p8rasite]

hello ^^ id like to request dialogue 005 with ricky please! and my favorite boys planet song is over me ❤️‍🩹

[ #005 ] : “you’d look cuter holding my hand, but whatever.”

mediums : fluff · ricky x gn! reader · 279 words · no cws 

tap the mic : no one ask me what this is. i don't know either. let's go with the theory that i was possessed while writing this.

5:06 A.M. ↺ ..and that tallies up to twenty.

ricky loves you, he swears he does! (so does gyuvin. poor guy learned too late that the disadvantage of having a lovestruck best friend includes frequently listening to ricky spiral over his lover..) but he’s so close to writing about you in his diary with boring, not special, reserved for normal people, black ink.

seriously, you can’t think that his hand constantly brushing against yours is a coincidence.. right? or maybe you were used to him showing his affection through gifts like a panda keychain you found adorable, a new set of pens because your old ones are running out of ink, or a pearl necklace purchased because he wanted to..

oh.

all it takes is ricky’s bottom lip jutting slightly for you to stop perusing the rack of clothes, huh?

“what’s wrong, darling?”

what an irony it is to hear your boyfriend say, “you’re cute.”

“so are you, especially with that pout of yours.” 

of course you don’t skip a beat. that’s listed as no. 17 on a private google doc titled ‘reasons why shen quanrui is in love with his baby.’

“the thing is..” his gaze tries to subtly bounce between your hand and his. “..you’d look cuter holding my hand, but whatever.” 

and here comes his cool persona. ricky looks away, nails brushing the nape of his neck before scratching his smooth skin. it’s good (it’s not), he’s fine (he isn’t), he can handle rejection—

huh, the gaps between his free hand’s fingers don’t feel so empty anymore. 

(don’t worry, he’ll definitely recount this moment in his diary with the gorgeous, unique, reserved for you and you only, pink ink.)

❀ ... ⃕ @stealanity @rickyschicky @i520u + join or buy me a kofi! now, would you like to return to the masterlist? yes / no.

P8RASITE, 2023. do not steal because i can and will bite. 

#zumblrfics #zb1 #zerobaseone #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone scenarios #zb1 scenarios #zerobaseone imagines #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 imagines #shen ricky x reader #shen ricky imagines #shen ricky timestamps

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

what r ur wip covey

(i have beef with all of you. that took hours. wtf. was...was the sarcasm not clear???? we have problems yall-)

oh, im not gonna say-

JK OF COURSE IM GONNA SAY

naturally, ive got a few hcs in the works for a lot of different characters but i dont wann give those away too much, iykyk. but theres like one for frank and luke and a few for my boy leo.

OH OH and for smau that we talked about. i've downloaded the apps to my phone but...tbh struggling with a plot bc i want to have one going in, ya know?? im gonna start with the leo on, which is gonna be twitter based, and if that goes well, im gonna do the percy one that the anon who gave me the apps was so kind to request, on insta. BUT all of that will not even be STARTED for two more weeks bc...thats big and im gonna spend my spring break doing it bc i could NOT do it at the same time as my school no ma'am.

okay okay for my pookie jason we got a lot cookin rn okay okay

I Am My Mother's Daughter- full fic, angsty daughter of hera reader (which is actually the best thing to ever exist and i NEED you all to understand i do love it with my whole being. im sorry the son of jupiter and the daughter of hera are in love???? yes ma'am)

Dear Diary - full fic, fluffy daughter of aphrodite, to make up for the BURTAL angst that is ^ that one. as you can probs assume, its gonna be told from the perspective of her diary, duh!

Oh, That Golden Light - Its Blinding Me - another full fic, jason and an unclaimed girl what?????? so fun

lanterns, guide me home - a little blurb, legacy of ceres reader, super soft and fluff and that title, ugh.

NOW FOR THE WHOLE REASON I WAS BEGGIN YALL TO ASK ME ABOUT MY WIPS

the leo grind is back

now, i went looking through that google doc i got with about ~180 pages worth of fic on it and dug up some that just need a little love to get em going and ready to be posted. and by some i mean five...yeah, ive got a problem. BUT! i want to leave it up to the people which ones come out first. so imma make a poll after this, explaining em all and yall can vote and it'll be a good time.

also, there is another leo fic that was request that IS in the works but i cannot give out information bc there's an explanation that needs to be given WITH the fic. sorry not sorry, i hope yall like surprises

anyways, i just wanted to yap everyone say thank you to this anon bc they FINALLY asked about my wips. thank you anon kisses for you.

#return to sender ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ

[slightecho]

Ooooo boy I got tagged by @childlikegoblinqueen and @fynn-arcana thank y’all 🥰

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Ashes: just posted chapter 36! We’re coming up on the beginning of the end and I think I’m still on track to have about 45 or 46 chapters total at the end of it all. Also one more major interlude left to go! 👀

The Caleb Files: The prequel story to Ashes. The story of Caleb, Evelyn, growing up too fast, and the lie that burned everything down. There’s only one thing written for this so far and a playlist started

Halloween Pt. 3: lmao I had more ideas of random funny shenanigans after returning to Willow’s sleepover in Ashes that didn’t end up making it into the Final Cut bc it was already such a beast. I might release it as a silly one shot bonus later

Untitled Bungo Stray Dogs Heathers AU: uhhhhh toxic af soukoku fic where Chuuya is Veronica and Dazai is JD. I killed off Kouyou. Probably perpetually unfinished tbh. Wasn’t posted anywhere so it lives in my google docs forever

Ellie/Elowyn AU: my girlfriend and i made up a Grimwalker OC that was accidentally made from Evelyn instead of Caleb, and was one of the unfinished grims left behind in the mud by Belos. Hunter finds her when helping Darius catalogue palistrom wood left behind in the lab and now Huntlow has a grimwalker child! And boy she is FULL Clawthorne 😳

Don’t Form Voltron Under the Bed: (retches) I hate how this ended up. I cringe. I don’t want to look at it. (Markiplier voice) “If i could kill it, I would. But legally I cant.” I never wrote the last chapter and I’m sorry but idk if I ever will because I have a visceral reaction to any mention of Voltron now

The First Golden Guard: concept only. based on the route I thought the Golden Guard and Caleb/Evelyn Lore would take. Involves mindscape and time pool shenanigans and would actually take place post-finale

Tagging other fic writerssss okkkk @silvvergears @oh-cramity-its-amity @moroser @unniebeans @rfswitchart @willowsz-plantsz and if there’s anyone I forgot 😅

#echo writes #echo tags #hooray #toh ashes au

[weirdkpopgirl]

Serendipitous Encounter | Chenle Imagine #5

Title: Serendipitous Encounter

Genre: Fluff, slight angst if you squint

Warnings: none

Word Count: 964

Author's Note: I swear the first few paragraphs of this story were all that existed for the longest time, and the words just stared at me blankly on the Google doc. Thankfully, I finally found the motivation to finish it. I don't write many stories about first meetings, so I thought I should give it a try. Also, I just love getting the chance to write for Chenle (he has a special place in my heart). It's been a while since I started this, but I think my inspiration for this story was an article about this person playing basketball with Chenle and mistaking him for Taeyong?

Anyway, hope you guys like this story. Thank you for reading ^ ^

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The light evening of the wind from the Han River swept through Chenle’s bangs. His agile legs propelled him forward as he skillfully dribbled an orange ball in his hands. Within moments, he made a graceful leap before soaring through the air. A satisfied smile immediately formed as he watched the ball effortlessly swish through the basket.

After retrieving the basketball, he attempted to make another shot. However this time, his previous results did not repeat. Rather a girl standing beside one of the trees happened to be the ball’s target as it bonked her on the head. A yelp followed as she was thrown off balance and fell against the sidewalk. Chenle’s face twisted in a grimace as he rushed over to check the girl hadn’t sustained any serious injuries.

“I’m so sorry!” He exhaled, voice laced with concern. “Are you okay?”

Chenle extended his hand, offering assistance in helping her stand up. His expression shifted when she glanced up to meet his eyes. He didn’t expect her to look so…captivating. Her long, dark hair was slightly tousled from the ball. A shade of pink appeared across her cheeks, as she seemed a bit flustered from the unexpected situation.

“I—I’m fine,” She muttered, “I can get up on my own.”

Following her words, she hastily scrambled up on her feet and dusted off pants. Once she stood up, she finally got a proper look at the boy in a black hoodie and gray sweatpants. Although he was dressed casually, he certainly didn’t look like your average guy. She’s never seen such charisma in one’s eyes, and his smooth complexion only enhanced his attractiveness. Aside from his striking visuals, she felt like she’s seen this boy somewhere. He looked to be around the same age as her or older.

“Do I know you?” She heard herself asking hesitantly, hoping not to come off as too forward.

The boy scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. “Maybe? I’m Chenle, from NCT.”

Chenle could barely contain the sense of pride when her eyes widened with recognition. Well, no wonder he looked familiar. He definitely gave off K-pop idol vibes.

“Ah, my friend is a fan of your group!” She clapped her hands.

“Oh really?” She nodded quietly, noticing the genuine curiosity in his eyes as his head tilted with interest.

“What’s your name, if you don’t mind me asking?”��

"Oh I’m (Y/n),” She replied quietly. Your gaze remained fixated on the basketball cradled in his arms. A flicker of remembrance crossed your mind. “I think I remember my friend saying you were a basketball lover.”

A nonchalant smile played on Chenle's lips as he glanced back at the court before returning his attention to you. "Yeah, I try to play whenever I get the chance,” he shared. 

Driven by a sense of intrigue, he couldn't help but ask what brought her to the park. In response, she shared her motive for seeking extra credit for a photography class she was taking at her university.

“I was walking home from the library, and it’s such a nice evening,” She explained. “So I thought I might as well take a few pictures and submit one of them.”

"Oh, that's cool," Chenle remarked, his curiosity piqued. "Can I see some of them?"

Blushing once more, she reached for her phone, eager to share the scenic shots she had captured. 

"They're not the best," She admitted modestly, offering him a glimpse of her amateur photography skills. To her surprise, Chenle’s eyes widened with genuine interest as he peered over her shoulder to see.

“Well you take better pictures than I do,” He reckoned. A subtle tone of admiration was evident in his words. In other words, he was indirectly letting her know he was impressed.

She smiled shyly in response to his compliment. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

Chenle found himself smiling as well, appreciating her gentle and soft-spoken nature. He was more used to being around his loud and chaotic members. Although their encounter was mere coincidence, she didn't feel like a mere stranger to him. There was a subtle longing within him that yearned for more than just a fleeting interaction.

"By the way, is your head okay? I’m sorry, again.” A hint of concern returned to his voice.

Absently, his right hand reached out to gently smooth your hair, his focus consumed by genuine worry. Unaware of the subtle blush that tinted her cheeks, he remained fully invested in ensuring her well-being.

“It’s alright. I should’ve been paying more attention to my surroundings,” She mumbled.

His eyes sparkled with determination as he interjected, "Still, I'd like to make it up to you. How about I treat you to a cup of coffee or something? It's the least I can do for the accident."

His unexpected offer caught her completely by surprise. Did a member of one of Korea's most popular boy groups just ask her out? Though she tended to be incredibly shy around guys, the thought of rejecting him felt unimaginable. Besides, he was kind of her type. His smile was cute and exuded a confidence that made her heart flutter.

Taking a deep breath, she made up her mind not to let this opportunity slip away.

"I—I think I’d like that,” She eventually nodded.

The grin on Chenle's face widened, his excitement evident as he swiftly took out his phone to exchange contact information with her. Something more was born in this unintentional meeting that brought them together—a promise of a deeper connection. With the anticipation of a future coffee date, the two parted ways with rose-tinted cheeks and giddy smiles. Even though they just met and he barely knew her, Chenle had a feeling that he just met the one for him.

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#nct dream #kpop #nct dream imagines #zhong chenle #chenle scenarios #chenle x reader #chenle #nct dream scenarios #nct dream fluff #nct #nctzen #czennie

[clocks-are-round]

WHAT THE FUCK. After finding that last snippet I did more digging in my google docs. what the fuckk hahaha

it’s titled “april fools” from March 2022, so like exactly two years ago. i have cued it for the next April 1st

some things are best left unpublished but frankly i don’t like to take that much psychic damage and NOT inflict it on the next idly curious RvB fan.

i remember now, i was going to write a fic with the most bastardized fandomy takes on each character possible but i legitimately can’t tell if that psa was a real attempt at that or if i physically could not bring myself to (likely) and went for the easier to deal with ‘react to fandom’ instead

Prepare for lots of Donut innuendos

(it’s not actually that bad, i very much did back out of the initial concept immediately, it just caught me really off guard haha)

——

I’m going t o fucking c r y. this was pain to write. (first thing i wrote. haven’t even written the fic yet)

fandom cringe versions plZ i hate it

Simmons: ;w; anxiety boi

Grif: uwu sleepy boi

Caboose: owo can do no wrong boi

Donut: owo can do no wrong femboi

i don’t know if i can do this. holy shit. i know it’s for april fools but if it causes pain to write aren’t i the fool?

ImPorTaNt RvB PSA

Simmons: Hi everyone, I’m Dick Simmons from popular webseries Red vs Blue.

Grif: And I’m Dexter Grif from the same show.

Caboose: And I am Caboose

Simmons: … Hi Caboose.

Caboose: What are we talking about today?

Caboose: And now, the weather! Spoiler, it is rain.

Simmons: Uh… No idea how to segue that back. So, we’re supposed to read these fan stories. This first one is about me and Grif it looks like, and– Wait, wait what??

Grif: What? What is it, let me see. *starts laughing hysterically*

Simmons: *flustered* What is this mushy gushy romance stuff? I’d just– I’d just like to set the record straight that if I did hypothetically have feelings for a person that I knew I totally wouldn’t do that. I mean, pine for somebody? For a decade? That’s some bullshit, any self-respecting person would move on in that amount of time–

Lopez: [Honestly, you two are not subtle. Even I’ve noticed and I try my hardest to ignore you all.]

Grif: You would! You would act like that around a crush! Holy shit, they nailed you, Simmons!

Donut: Did someone say Donut?

Donut: Wait a minute! Fanfiction?? Those are my people! Let me host this one please please please? I’ll be the hostess with the mostest! I’ll put my Donut whole into it!

Simmons: Yeah, I need to go bleach my eyes, so be my guest.

Grif: And I just wanted to watch Simmons die as he read all this. It’s no fun if it’s you, Donut.

Donut: Well, I’m excited. I can’t wait to read how deep they’ve penetrated into you and Simmons’ relationship! Looks like you two are in a lot of these.

Simmons: Lalala I can’t hear you. I can’t hear anything and therefore do not need to respond to any awkward topics.

Donut: Ooh, they’re all romantic.

Grif: Oh god, yeah, let’s go.

Doc: Could I be co-host? I haven’t helped host one of these in forever!

Donut: I thought you didn’t like this kind of thing?

Doc: Well, we’re keeping it PG, I’ll be just fine.

Donut: Ehhhh

Doc: Donut. We’re keeping it PG, right? *O’Malley* I hope not. I’d like to see some carnage. Shut up, you fool. It’s fiction. *Doc* I didn’t say anything. *O’Malley* You were about to chastise me.

Donut: Depends… does PG stand for pornogr–

Doc: Donut! *O’Malley* Or pussy grande. *Doc* O’Malley! There’s way more out there than just smut! Even in the romance genre there are comedies, introspective pieces, adventure, slice-of-life, drama…

Donut: Well, yeah, but I figured we could do a little of everything.

Lopez: [Jesus christ, just choose one. I’m going to burn this anyways.]

Donut: Good idea, Lopez! Burn it to discs! We can send them out as audiobooks!

Lopez: [I meant in a fire.]

Donut: Yeah, it is a fire idea, Lopez. Jeez, now you’re just fishing for compliments. *clears throat*

Doc: We’re doing a “safe for work” one, right? *O’Malley mutters* You are a wet, wretched blanket. I hope you know that.

Donut: Yeah, yeah. Jeez. Now I have to clear my throat dramatically again! *clears throat*

——

you know what? fuck it. this is about in line with my other fake psas maybe i’ll complete it and post it on ao3. eventually. on an april 1st, naturally lol

#red vs blue #my fics

[theresthesnitch]

Happy Birthday @impishtubist!!!

For Imp's birthday, I said I'd finish a fic that I promised her months ago. Unsurprisingly, life happened and I didn't finish it. I told her that I didn't want to start posting *another* WIP that wasn't finished, but I did give her a link to a google doc with the first four chapters of a long Wofstar raising Harry after POA fic. (About 11k worth of fic)

I did want to go ahead and share some of that fic here, so below is a snippet. I've shared a few before, so I'm going to start tagging it with the title, "All the Same."

Anyway, enjoy the small piece of Imp's birthday half-fic.

***

(they're discussing coming of age parties held for wix as they turn 17)

Harry shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know who would invite me to one." 

Sirius studied him thoughtfully. "I'm sure you've got lots of friends who would love to have you there." 

"You definitely do, Harry." Remus places a hand on his arm. "I know I was only your professor, but you were very well-liked." 

"Oh, I'm sure I'll get invitations. I just don't know how many will be inviting me, and how many will be inviting The Boy Who Lived." He shrugged, brushing through the pictures on the table with the tips of his fingers. "I don't really want to go just to be someone's party favor." 

Sirius inhaled sharply. “I’m sure that’s not why you’d get invites.”

Harry shrugged again, not making eye contact. “It is. A lot of people only want The Boy Who Lived.” 

Sirius wasn’t sure what to say. He looked at Remus who regarded Harry carefully. “I’m sure that’s very frustrating, Haz, but I think you have more friends than you realize. I taught your classmates and friends, and there are many people who love you for exactly you, not for the curse you avoided as a child.” 

Harry looked back at Remus, and Sirius managed to register the weight of this reality in his eyes. Sirius would do anything to take this pain away. "How do I know the difference?" 

"I think you have to learn to trust your instincts," Sirius said. 

"He's right." Remus smiled at Sirius, and Sirius’s heart fluttered. “You’ve got great instincts. I think if you trust yourself a little more, you’ll find that you can already tell when people are being genuine with you.” 

“What if I get it wrong?” Harry twisted the front of his shirt around his fingers, twisting the fabric until it formed a small knot around his finger, then letting go. The gesture took Sirius off guard–so similar to one that James always did when the conversation got serious. 

“Then you get it wrong.” Harry’s eyes shot to Sirius as he answered. “Sometimes, we get things wrong, and that’s okay too. You learn from that, and you do better next time.” 

Harry chewed on the corner of his lip, like he wasn’t sure. “I guess.” 

“Either way, we’ll be here for you, Remus and I.” Sirius glanced at Remus, who nodded at him encouragingly. “Whatever you need, we’ll be here.” 

Harry didn’t say anything, but from the way he looked between them, Sirius could tell that he thought there were strings attached. Like they’d be there until Harry did something that made them leave.

#happy birthday imp! #all the same #wolfstar raising harry after poa #snitches get snippets

[tildeathiwillwrite]

All of your WIPs seem cool, so imma ask about 3 (sorry if I get some names wrong)

Of Wings, Blade and Shadow

The Fallen Cyborg

The Watcher and The Thief

:)

(in response to this post/ask game thingy)

*claps hands excitedly* oh boy!

I haven't thought about Of Wings, Blade and Shadow for a while now (aka had to go through the folder to actually remember what it was about), I created the concept doc in 2020 and last touched it in 2022. It's about these three characters in an modern fantasy setting who learn about a cataclysmic event that would destroy the city they live in. The main POV character, Jean, has angel wings and runs a bookshop. The secondary character, Gerik, has a sword that talks in his head (named Justine), and the third character is a morally-gray shadow sorcerer named Nels. I actually had a loose outline worked out, complete with plot and character growth, but I didn't end up writing very much of it before forgetting about it and jumping to what later became The Hunter the Myth and the Cure.

When I started The Fallen Cyborg in January 2021, I had the intention of finishing the first draft by the end of the year. Life happened and I didn't end up getting that far, but looking back I'm impressed I got as much done as I did! It's a sci fi novel about this lab experiment (known as number 49) who has been enhanced with numerous cybernetic implants and training to be a supersoldier. That is, until he discovers that he is considered a "failed" experiment and will be shortly terminated. Naturally, he escapes with the help of a hacker known as Qanan piloting a cleaning bot. It basically involved him attempting to start a new life and being chased by the government. I don't remember why I called it The Fallen Cyborg as a working title, but I still like it. I had a complete plot, a prologue, and 3.5 chapters drafted before I shelved it sometime in August 2021 (according to Google Docs). I intend to revisit it eventually but I am a very different writer than I was in 2021 so it might involve a complete rewrite of those 4.5 chapters.

I'd mentioned this before but The Watcher and the Thief began as a story about how my and my brother's D&D characters met. I played a Beastmaster Ranger and he played a Rogue. I ended up dropping it after 8 chapters for a couple years before picking it up again and reworking the plot to fit into Tales of Valaria (changing the magic system, the Rangers became Watchers, complete role changes, etc). One of the most significant changes is that my character became the villain and multi-classed to wizard. The story's about this Watcher, Hector, whose apprentice, Luc gets cursed by a magician. The only way to lift the curse, naturally, is to seek out another magician. Meanwhile Rift (my brother's character), attempts to steal a priceless gem from the Draigo (which used to be just straight-up dragons. Idk why I changed it. They can still breathe fire tho). And Octavian has a terrible horrible no good very bad two weeks.

#thanks for the ask! #wip folder game #ask game #the watcher and the thief #my wips

[mppmaraudergirl]

It's so weird to think of James with no recollection of what happened after he was 15. How do you think he would have interacted with little Harry and all the other things with Lily?

Oh boy. So different than Lily. He would have been nervous and apprehensive at first, no doubt about it, but it would not come from a place of fear and uncertainty as much as disbelief.

He has many advantages over Lily, of course. He still has Sirius and Remus, trusted confidants, and part of him would be really excited to see a mini version of himself after he calmed from his initial fear. He was already fond of Lily at fifteen so he'd be more nervous about having a marriage in general than the fact that it's with her. (IR Lily grapples with both.)

Of course, if I inserted some animosity or had it at a point where James was not romantically interested in her, it's a whole new ballgame. But keeping all things the same in the IR universe but swapping the roles, this is where we'd be with James.

For fun, check below for the little bit of this I had started before y'all peer pressured me into continuing Lily's story instead. This snippet exists in a Google doc titled: In retrograde (second one, sloppy) 🙃

"James! I need your help. I turned my eye away from Harry for one second and he rolled the cat in the mud." She bustles into the room in a hurry. "Padfoot will be here—James! Ugh!"

It's not often Lily Potter is irritated at her husband and even rarer is a day in which he sleeps longer than she does. But today is, in fact, one of those days and it's proving to be a bit challenging for Lily to juggle her rambunctious four-year-old while getting a few chores done.

She rips the covers off the bed. "James! Did you hear me?"

His messy-headed self pops off the pillow, sleepily calling, "Wuzzit?"

"Harry's made a mess of the cat. Can you please lend a hand?"

James swipes at his eyes before feeling around for his glasses. Blinking away the last of the sleep he straightens to look at her. "Evans?"

Lily sighs in defeat. "Now's not the time. Please come tend to Harry." The sound of the back door shutting nearly makes her jump ("Potters! Some greeting this is!"). "Oh great. Padfoot is here. Now you really don't have an excuse, do you?"

"What?" James tries again, propping himself onto his arms as he stares at her. "Why am I… why are we at Godric’s Hollow?"

"Unbelievable," she utters before heading back toward the living room.

#sloppy in retrograde #what a tag that is

[professor-rye]

Hey there! Here are a couple questions from the ask game you reblogged, no pressure to respond if you’re no longer in the mood ❤️✨

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

No pressure at all! Thank you for sending some questions! :D Also, I totally managed to not ramble endlessly this time!

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud? 

Ho boy. So I’m 100% that person who tries to be hella organized only to fail half the time and become incredibly messy. But I try lol. 

Most of my fics live on Google Docs (unless I’ve backed them up on my personal harddrive, in which case they’re in both places). My ideal method that I try to follow for organizing them is starting the doc name with either WIP, OUTLINE, or COMPLETE so I can easily search fics by those categories. (I often forget to add or change this, so uhhh… yeah)

Most fics don’t get an outline, and some series have multiple fics in one doc, such as my Whumptober and Valentines series. 

And then, of course, Dapple being the beast it was, was divided into nine different google docs, because google doesn’t like a single word doc with more than 100k words in it. So the latest Dapple doc was titled WIP DSPL Arc 4-3 (because arc 3 and 4 also couldn’t fit in one doc)

Fun random fact, Dapple didn’t actually get an outline doc. It had an entire channel in my personal discord server, so I could just randomly ramble all sorts of things in it. It is the most used channel on my discord server as well.

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

Hmmmm. This one is a bit hard, because when it comes to “weird”, I just assume everything I do is weird, and so nothing registers as “weird” but rather just “that thing I do that may or may not be strange to others”. 

I can say that I don’t think I’ve heard of anyone having a discord channel in their private discord for an outline location? And it may just be because it’s on my mind, but I suppose the pre-sleep daydreaming I mentioned in the last ask might also count as strange to others. But I don’t actually know what constitutes weird to most people (hence why I kinda just assume everything I do is weird, and if it’s not, then oh cool, an exception!)

And currently, I’m sure my cat is saying “God damnit, stop typing and come back to petting me you heathen”

So yeah, if anyone else wants to send questions, here is the original question list post thingy. And thank you again Kepler!

#my writing #writer ask game #dappled shadow and penumbral light #fan fiction writing

[allthecastlesonclouds]

10, 17 & 32 for writer questions?

oooo thanks for the ask!! link to ask game

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

When I was. like. 8. i wrote this original story about five girls and a boy. it was, in short, very bad: none of the character traits were consistent, the plot moved along terribly, and scenes were messy. every chapter was in a different font and Oh Dear God was it unreadable.

and i fucking loved it. i was so proud of it. i still kind of am? 35 pages for an eight year old isn’t bad. but there are printed copies i still find around my house, and my mom still talks about it to this day, and every time i read it i wince.

i’m not sure if this is the definition of haunted, but it follows me around to this day. you maybe thought this was gonna be a fanfic, but this story. Oh God.

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

Gotta talk about fight or flight baybee!! okay so when i started this it was basically because i had many thoughts on the fact it was kristen’s siblings who convinced her to go during family in flames and not. her parents. and also the fact her parents names combined were McDonalds. that cracked me up. also actually i was talking to a lovely irl about this and they said “wait a character is Christian Applebees??” and i went ally beardsley how dare you. the google doc is titled ‘the mfing MacDonna Applebees’

i brainstormed a rudimentary layout for Mordred for this fic, as in i thought about the first floor and went ‘everything else doesn’t matter’. the chapel is canonically disconnected from the house but kristen also canonically has a secret passageway to tracker’s room, so i decided all the secret passageways link up and let people just. into the walls. kristen and riz are the only ones who have any semblance of confidence in there bc they sneak around so much. kristen uses the passageways mostly for tracker’s and bee’s rooms, but she knows how to get to the kitchen and about midway up the tower staircase.

bee is trans. i debated for a while whether her name was spelled Bee or Bea, but i decided on Bee bc i know a Bea and the vibes are. Different. kristen’s nickname for bricker is bricks, and bee calls him rick or ricks, and when they’re a bit older on their Fantasy Discord she Nicknames him Dick and kris doesn’t let Bricker change it back. bricker is bi; he kissed one of the luckstones under the bleachers and that’s what McDonalds was angry about. he’s also religious (bee goes i know the gods are real but i think i’m taking a step back please); he probably becomes a cleric of helio and does something similar to tracker in the sense he worships his own version of helio, not the widely accepted version.

they’re all two years apart: if kristen’s going into jr year, bee’s going into freshman, bricker’s going into seventh, and cork’s going into fifth. this means cork was seven or eight when kristen left, and you know, third graders are Little and have the object permanence of baboons, so. he’s fine. he’s not really in this fic sorry. when i listen to songs, i like to imagine animatics, and so fics are based around them often, and this one is no acception; the first line of the song is ‘i think it might rain today’ and a separate 3+1 line i was debating was ‘3 times kristen found her siblings in a storm and the one time she had them’.

also kristen needs therapy. she Will Not Get It.

32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?

really any line from ‘For Everyone’ by Jason Reynolds. it’s such a good book. my boss at a camp i worked at gave it to me a couple years ago, and i cried reading it. if i had to pick a section: (id in alt text) (it hits different when formatted like it’s read aloud)

#ask game #ren <3 #god this book is. wonderful. i would recommend it immensely it’s short and sweet and so fucking emotional #questionnn! #no maintagging this one bc it’s all about my work and jason reynolds #seriously though that story. is a menace to society #i might redesign them at some point though!

[mortuarywriting]

Thank you for the tag @dragonnarrative-writes !

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Note: That's not happening and I'm throwing this under a readmore because. man.

Color code: FFXIV/adjacent CoD Ruiner Warframe BG3 Misc

RUINER - Heal, Puppy

CoD Isekai Bullshit Go

AtTO Based Fic

CoD Bullshitting

Elden Time Travel ifuckinguess

Elden Ring - The Boys

Amasar Akaois Chat [EW spoilers]

Warframe - so Stalker about ur digs

BG3 - So end of act 2 huh

Oh Shit Tenno Backstory Lads

Ah yes. Honse

Drifter Musings

Why do I hate myself [NSFW]

Pack a Lunch, Feels Trip Time [NSFW]

Black mage drk interaction

Walk Into the Steppe Late with Starbucks

DigiMom

So there's still more but uh. Ya bitch doesn't wanna list my whole fuckin google drive and some of those I'm not 100% sure where I was going with. This is also why I'm not tagging people I probably could've put like 8 more on here and some of the ones I'm thinking of are in my NaNo docs so they're not named they're just numbered and barely separated (past me made it a future me problem and ive just never dealt with it. oops).

I hope you at least appreciate my dumbass naming conventions.

So yeah, no tags do it if you wanna!

#rambles from the morgue #tag game #i have so many wips please understand id spend more time listing them than answering any questions #this is not counting my unnamed tumblr draft ive got in progress or any of the aus im chewing on. feel free to ask about those if u want

[kawaiidoodles95-blog]

The Stranger Stampy Circus: Chapter 7

The sixth chapter of a long series I am making!

NOTICE: This is 11+! Throughout this story, there will be light mentions of blood, death, war, darker humor, and violence. While nothing here is explicit, if this bothers you in any way, keep on moving. Trust me. I won't be mad.

AN: I am making this not only on here but on google docs. This is a crossover between Stranger Things, Stampy's Lovely World, The Amazing Digital Circus, and Wonka. Each chapter will have a name of one of the characters (or main POV's I refer to them as,) and whoever's name is on the chapter title is the person narrating the chapter.

Anyways, enjoy TSSC!

Chapter 7: Willy

I assume I passed out, because I woke up some time later, on a couch. The guy who saved me was sitting there, next to me, looming over. “Erm… hi again,” I waved. “Hey. Are you alright? You just fell asleep in my arms, so I had to carry you back here,” the guy asked. “Yeah,” I smiled, “where am I?” He looked around, then grinned. “Welcome to the Upside Down, more specifically, this is my castle! My name is Lord Vecna, but you can just call me Vecna,” He exclaimed.

“I got saved by ROYALTY?” I thought.

Suddenly, an orange cat and a brown haired girl walked past. “Hey Vecna, did you pick someone up while you were out?” the orange cat teased. “NO! I just saved this person, Stampy. Second, HE IS A BOY!” Vecna yelled. “Vecna, everyone knows you are Bi. Your closet is made out of the clearest glass possible,” the girl added. “SHUT UP, POMNI! YOU BOTH GO UPSTAIRS!” Vecna commanded. “Fine, DAD, whatever,” Stampy grinned, as the two ran upstairs giggling. “Anyways, thank you for saving me,” I smiled. “No problem. I mean to ask… how did you get stuck in that chocolate tank anyway?” Vecna asked. 

“Well, it was at night when I was asleep. Something came into my window and dragged me out of my room. Since it was dark and it was ink black, I couldn’t see what took me. All I could see were glitchy glowing spots. It took me into the downstairs of the chocolate chapel thing, turned on the chocolate release, and the entire room started slowly flooding with chocolate. I couldn’t get a good look at him before he left,” I explained.

“Good lord,” Vecna frowned, “That’s terrible.” I sighed. “It is, but luckily it’s gone for now.”

Vecna led me to my room, and it was MASSIVE. It had a king size bed with curtains all around. A giant closet and dresser was next to it. On the ceiling was an ornate chandelier made with real diamond. On the back wall was a beautiful bathroom, an indoor garden with peculiar plants, a desk, and a strange contraption that washed clothes automatically. “Wow! This is gorgeous and ornate! This is like heaven compared to the room I was in,” I smiled as I flew onto the plush mattress of the bed that did NOT break. “What was your previous room like?” Vecna asked. “It was a closet. A bucket that served as a toilet, a dirt faucet that mud came out of, and a broken bed that I barely fitted in. And believe me, I am small,” I giggled. “Yikes, that’s rough,” Vecna said. “It was,” I responded, “but at least I am now here…”

“Willy? WILLY?” I heard someone say.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, opening my eyes. “Oh thank god you were only asleep. You scared me again,” Vecna sighed. “Sorry, I sleep heavily,” I lightly smiled. “No, no it’s fine, I just-” Vecna started. He shook his head. “Nevermind.”

I headed downstairs for lunch. There were amazing “subs” (as I came to find out they were called,) all perfectly in rows on the giant table. When I sat at the table, I put a jar of chocolates on it. “If you guys want, you can have some chocolate. Except for you, Stampy,” I smiled. “I know,” he laughed. “Oh, yes! I forgot to introduce the new member of our party. This is Willy… what’s his last name… Wonka?” Vecna said, introducing me to the group of 9 people. They all waved at me and smiled. Immediately, we all dug into the delicious warm sandwiches.

“Finally,” I thought, “Some actual freaking food.”

#henry creel #vecna/henry/001 #stranger things #willy wonka #wonka 2023 #wonka movie #the stranger stampy circus #vecna x wonka #wokna #dark fanfiction #fanfiction #st fanfic #fanfic #crossover fic #crossover

[mysteryman-17]

* Moonstache EX pulls the strings!

* (Check) * YOUR STATS ARE [[Weak Sauce]] COMPARED TO MINE. * OH WELL. YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY, BOW... * NO [[PAIN]], NO [[game]]!!

Time’s End is an AHIT/Undertale crossover AU of sorts, taking place in the aftermath of a timeline where you lose the final boss fight against Mustache Girl. You can find the write-up here! In addition, you can find the write-ups for the Neutral Endings and TimeWarp Route Requirements on Google Drive! The incredible art in the thumbnail was made by @asterofthedeepforest. Be sure to support his Ko-fi and/or commission him! This track was commissioned from my boi Wisteria Bird Studios (though the extensive edits I made over the past year put this in a FAR different spot compared to the first version XD.) Be sure to check out his work too!

Motifs:

The Badge Seller / Moonjumper's Theme

Oh It's You + Your Contract Has Expired (modified)

"You're not supposed to be in the game!" (6:20 - 6:28)

Main Theme / Title Screen

Skittish Skirmish (modified)

Killing Two Birds (modified)

Wrath of the Horizon (brass backing)

Your Contract Has Expired

How Rude! (2:10 - 2:18)

Original

You can also listen to this track in high quality on the AU’s SoundCloud here! The rest of the description is underneath the Read More.

Moonjumper replaces Gaster. In the TimeWarp route, after Hat Kid's (well) TimeWarp attack creates a schism in the space-time continuum, Moonjumper is FINALLY able to properly break through back into reality... by overwriting Mustache Girl's soul with their own, becoming Moonstache EX in the process. I mean, come on! You REALLY thought them selling you the ThornCrown was just to help you be a master manipulator? Ain't ya ever heard of a good ol fashioned double-cross!?

PUPPETMASTER V9 SWEEP BAYBEEEEEEEEEE (ahem) But for real tho, this track has FINALLY been updated and properly ported over to this account, and with a brand new title to boot! A big part of me was wanting to wait to release this update until other tracks in the works for the AU (all via commission) were ready... But considering that my new schedule at work goes into effect tomorrow, meaning I'll have far less time to coordinate musical junk (let alone work on any,) I want to leave you guys with SOMETHING before then - especially considering that we finally breached 100 followers on the AU SoundCloud! Thank you all so much for your support!! (Sorry that update v420 has to be how it's celebrated tho, will try to put together a more substantial package for the milestone when I've got time.) :) Anyhow, in addition to the changes with the vocals mentioned on the NYCTBA, I made the executive decision to re-record and slightly tweak the bulk of the secret lyrics too. On top of the most obvious aspects tho, I also lowered the key another semitone compared to the last public ver on my main, made some further adjustments to more accurately capture the "big picture" BIG SHOT vibe, and included a couple more minor tweaks past that (including a motif swap-in on the World Revolving section.) It's unironically been a FULL YEAR of on-and-off editing on this thing, but I think I can finally say with true confidence that this is now THE definitive ver of this track. Hope you guys enjoy! --Chris (P.S. Be sure to check out the TimeWarp writeup doc, made some more tweaks to it last month.)

#a hat in time au #ahit au #ahit moonjumper #moonjumper #time's end moonstache #moonstache ex #deltarune #undertale #undertale au #ahit time's end au #time's end au #AHIT:TE!AU #a hat in time music #ahit music #music #audio #BIG SHOT

[caixxa]

Thank you @arsi-lehkonen for tagging me! ❤️ Let me warn you tho, I don't even know if I have 2, 3 or 4 wips because I haven't touched them in weeks, and they're very crude fragments of rough drafts, saved all over the place, and just before seeing this tag I had thought of deleting them all. So, you kept them saved for another 12 hours.

Rules: share seven wip lines/parts.

I'll share longer parts under the cut for the reasons told above. If I decide to let these ideas go, at least I've posted some of it out there.

Smut heavy, be warned. Tried to pick tame bits.

1. "No, not whipped cream," Roope said when they were planning for the show. "Cupcake frosting will hold up so much better and we can take it slow. Cream gets runny."

"Should the frosting be pink?" Sebastian suggested. "It's a Valentine's day special after all."

Roope snorted out a short laughter and shook his head, letting it hang slightly tilted to the side and shooting a mildly amused look at Sebastian.

"No, man," he said like stating the obvious, "Pink will look like you had a nasty skin condition going on, and nobody will believe that I would put my mouth on your dick with it. You could as well suggest chocolate."

(From a sequel to money shot where Sepe is still a Brind'Amour boy and Roope is an onlyfans star and ig hottie, and they're shooting a live scene for Roope's OF. Ao3 draft set to be deleted next Friday)

2. "Do you want to be fucked into the dirt? Like a filthy little animal? Or do you want me to get you back into the house and in bed?"

Sebastian looks up at Brent, bites his lip and releases it slowly, licking the bit, red mark moist and clean.

"Yes."

(From a pwp piece where Sepe takes a trip to the ranch. This one is a Tumblr draft bc I'm afraid of Google docs. I'd have to research shooting to make any progress with this bc I'm not in the mood for writing porn and the scene needs a setting and some build-up anyway)

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3. Sebastian smiles as he greets him, and his eyes linger in Rod’s, the gaze smoldering enough to slow down time the same way Sebastian can do with a puck around the goal.

A languid blink, like the kid's lids were heavy from wet dreams, it's like a slow motion deke that takes out the goalie, leaving the net gaping, offering itself to be taken.

The little pink tongue slips out to wet Sebastian's bottom lip as he nods his greeting, "Hi, Roddy. How're you tonight?"

"Oh, I'm fine if you're fine. You're fine, right?"

"Sure. I'm fine. Prepared and hungry."

"Hungry sounds good."

Sebastian lets a rippling smile flash on his lips. He stops right by Rod’s side and brushes the sleeve of his jacket lightly with his knuckles.

"So hungry," he says, lowering his voice and locking his eyes in his coach's. "Starving." He pauses, further lowering his voice until it's a soft whisper. "Desperate."

(Coach x player smut, working title Game Day Suits might as well be the summary)

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4. "You want to throw me in as a bait for Burnzie?" Sebastian chuckled and scratched the back of his head before sticking his tongue out from the corner of his mouth and running it over his upper lip. "Not gonna lie, that sounds hella hot."

(A super messy pwp that might be a gangbang or tons of tension or may just become a build-up for the ranch fic. Anyway, I found a pun in a Tumblr text post very inspiring and use it as a working title: call him jesus the way i make him bred and whine)

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5. Pekka wakes up to a bunch of notifications on his phone screen: three missed video calls, two from Juuse, one from Sebastian. In addition to that, his inbox is flooded with video messages.

(All Stars '22 where S and Juuse promoted beverages, this is all I have written for the idea @hard4softthings gave me as an independent sequel to Summer Kisses)

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6. Teemu wandered in wearing a patterned silk robe.

"Playboy night," Trevor said from the corner of his mouth.

Jamie would learn in a moment that Playboy night meant bunnies.

(From my eternity project where Mr Selanne hosts sex parties, pimping out young guys as treats for his friends and associates, this is probably the AU version)

7. “Of course. That's what they're here for. I keep a petting zoo, not an exhibition! It isn't look, don't touch. Whatever you can look, you can touch, too,” Teemu grins.

(From a later part of the prev draft)

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If you read this far, thank you for your interest! As I said, these are this long for reasons.

Tagging @hard4softthings @isconnormcdavidok @aleksrothis and @thosedaysthatwill in case you have something you'd like to share!

#hockey rpf #fic #was tagged #writing #fic writing lb