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91dawsonmercer · 18 days

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𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

"I can't this week, Y/N. I'm sorry. I forgot and made plans with Ryan and Austin."

"You forgot? Bullshit, Erik. You 'forgot' the last three fucking weekends. All the poor girl wants is to spend time with her dad and all you care about is going out and getting wasted."

"I'll make it up to her. I got to go."

He ends the call and I sigh locking my phone. Three weekends. Three weekends in a row 'plans' have somehow came up and he can't get his daughter like he's supposed to. But he doesn't care, he's not the one that has to try and come up with an explanation for his three year old daughter to not know that daddy would rather go and get boozed up then to spend time with her.

I cleaned the house and applied for a few other jobs while waiting for Odessa to wake up. "Mommy!" Odessa yells, running into the kitchen. "Hi Dess. How did you sleep?" I ask as she climbs up onto my lap. "Good. When is daddy coming?" "He isn't, baby. He has work stuff to do." "Again?" I nod and she cuddles into me. "We'll have fun here, I promise."

Odessa 'helped' me make breakfast and we ate before she went to go play in the toy room. I cleaned up the mess from cooking and could hear her laughing but didn't think anything of it until I heard Jack talking.

I made my way back to the toy room and she was sitting in small ball pit with her ipad.

"Hi mommy!"

"Hi. Who called who, hm?"

"I called her. I hope you don't mind."

"No, Rowdy. I don't. I just wanted to make sure she didn't spam call you again."

Odessa looks down at her ipad and smiles.

"Daddy has work stuff again, but mommy said we'll have fun still."

"Seriously?" I could hear Luke in the background and the sound of Jack most likely punching him.

"Is momma still there?"

She nodded and I walked over and sat down beside her.

"Call me when she goes down for her nap. I want to talk to you about something."

"What?" Odessa asks, causing Jack to make a face at her.

"Doesn't concern you, nosy."

"I will. I-"

My phone started ringing and I stopped myself when I realized it was one of the jobs I applied for. "I have to take this. I'll be back."

I got up and walked out of the room, answering the call.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Y/N?"

"Yes, speaking."

"This is Sarah. I'm calling about the remote job you applied for. Are you available to talk?"

"Yes, absolutely."

"We're impressed with your resume and would like to offer you the position. It's a remote role, but there's a catch. We're transitioning to a hybrid model, and eventually, we'd like you to be based in our Newark office. Is that something you'd be open to?"

I paused, processing the information. Moving was not something I had considered, but the opportunity was too good to pass up and we would be close to Jack and Luke. "I… I think so," I stammered. "Can I have some time to think about it?"

"Of course, take your time. We'll send over details via email. Let us know your decision by the end of the week."

"Thank you so much. I'll get back to you soon."

After the call I walked back to the toy room and Odessa was laughing about something Jack or Luke did.

"What are the weirdos doing, Dess?"

"Dookie fell."

"How many times do I have to tell you that it is either Lukey, Pookie, or Lukey Pookie, and that Dookie isn't an option."

Jack and I laughed and she just made a face at Luke in response.

"What was that about, Y/N/N?"

"What the call?"

"Yeah."

"A call back from one of the remote jobs I applied for that is apparently going hybrid."

"Is it close to you?"

"It's actually in Newark."

"What!? Y/N, you have to go for it."

"I know, Luke. I probably am. I just have to talk to Erik about it."

"Erik can go fu-"

"Yeah, understandable." Jack says, cutting Luke off. "Well, we have to go get ready for practice. We'll talk to you guys later. Love you guys."

"Love you too."

"Bye, Rowdy!"

"What? What about me?"

"Hm.."

"I'll remember that next time we are babysitting and you want something but Jack forgot his wallet."

"Don't worry, Dee. I never leave the house without it. Keep the Dookie hatred alive."

Luke groaned and punched Jack as he ended the call.

The rest of the day was spent playing and chasing after Odessa. She's asleep for the night and Jack and I are facetiming.

"Alright. I'll let you go to bed."

"Wait. What did you want to tell me earlier?"

"Right. I think you should take Erik back to court and go for full custody."

"I can't do that."

"Why?"

"I don't want her to grow up without a dad."

"He isn't even driving ten minutes and picking Dee up on his days, Y/N. If Erik isn't making an effort now, what makes you think he'll do so when you move?"

"I know, I know. I just… I don't want to be the reason Dee grows up without her dad. I don't want her to resent me for keeping them apart."

"I understand that," Jack said softly. "But you also can't keep waiting for Erik to change. Odessa is just going to keep getting let down. Maybe going back to court will be the wake-up call he needs to step up."

I stayed quiet thinking about what Jack had just said, and deep down I know he's right.

"Think about it, okay? Talk to Erik, and if nothing changes, maybe it's time to consider your options."

"Okay. Thanks, Jack. I appreciate your advice, as always."

"Anytime. I'm here for you, no matter what. Goodnight."

"Night."

Days pass and Odessa is at daycare since Erik finally agreed to meet up with me so I could talk to him about going back to court.

"So what exactly is so important that you couldn't just tell me over the phone?" He asks, sitting down in front of me.

"Hello to you to. I want to go back to court."

"There's no point. I'll make this whole thing easy on you and sign away my rights right now."

"Are you serious?"

He nods. "I don't want to be a father, Y/N. Not like this. I thought I could handle it, but I can't."

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I blink them away. This is what I wanted, isn't it? To have full custody of Odessa, to not have to rely on Erik for anything. So why does it feel like I've lost something important?

"Fine," I say, my voice steadier now. "I'll have my lawyer draw up the papers."

Erik stands up, his eyes avoiding mine. "I'll sign them whenever you're ready."

As he walks away, I'm left sitting there, feeling a mix of emotions. Relief, sadness, anger… But mostly, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

#dawson mercer #dawson mercer x hughes!reader #dawson mercer x reader #new jersey devils #nhl au #Daws🤍🧸#⋆⋅☆⋅⋆𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐔⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

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fexarii · 3 months

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Hi I haven't posted anything that's not a reblog in forever (a week maybe lol) !!! I promise you I've been drawing a lot but it's all my spam oc smudge(/trojan spamton) and kasen from touhou, I cannot stop myself, I must put my comfort characters in situations !!!!!! Smacking them together like Barbie dolls (grins)

I'll have an updated smudge ref veeery soon :o)) the au is way more fleshed out now and has a proper storyline!! He became even more detached from spamton it's kinda funny but I still consider him b.shot spam in some regards, so yeah 👍👍🐏

Bonus phone doodles below cut hehe!!! Thx for reading my rambles

The interest in Toyrune is returning... I'm slowly adding stuff to the huge document again.... 🪲

#deltarune #spamton #art #spamton g spamton #deltarune fanart #deltarune spamton #spamton fanart #big shot spamton #big shot era #spamton oc #trojan spamton #toyrune au #toyrune #catti deltarune #catti #deltarune au #fex's artcade

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smidgen-of-hotboy · 22 days

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Our Angel of Brahma, pt. iii

Me: I gotta stop writing this so I can finish something else for once. Also Me: continues writing this.

@ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @ananxiousgenz @demonic-panini @the-private-eye @gwenlena

SOUND: COMMS BEEPS. RECORDING BEGINS. SOUND: BEDSHEETS RUSTLING. Younger Revolutionary: Mm'arlie? What're you– Mm'arlie: Go back to sleep, Baird. (MUFFLED LAUGHTER) I'll be back soon enough, just gotta… think about some things. SOUND: BARE FEET ON TILE. Mm'arlie: (SIGH) Where do I begin? Baird’s mom went missing two years ago. She tucked him in, told him a bedtime story about the Revolutionary, and then closed the door. When he got up the next morning, she was gone. I came over and we waited outside on the steps for hours. She never came back from where ever. We waited three days doing the same thing over and over. My parents fed him each day. And on the fourth day, his father showed up with his spouse. Baird isn't close with his Dad. And he hates their spouse. He didn't want them to stay with him but my family can't afford to take care of another mouth forever. My parents love Baird. But they can't raise another kid right now. (GRUNT) SOUND: MM'ARLIE SITTING DOWN. Mm'arlie: So his daddy came back to pick up where his Mom left, and his step-parent tried to make amends. It's… it's been a rough couple of years… Earlier today, the System went down for maintenance, so the Constables were out patrolling all day. Baird was with me, completing an odd job brushing dust off the daycare windows for Mrs. Darius. Baird’s Dad didn't come home last night. So it was just him and their step-parent eating dinner. Lentils and fried spam. Baird and I finished brushing the dust off the windows around noon. We still had plenty of time to pick up another job before we had to go our separate ways. So we went back to his apartment block to grab something to eat and collect our pay before we went looking. There was a crowd gathered outside Baird’s apartment. We pushed through hoping to slip inside unnoticed. I wasn't paying attention, Baird grabbed my shirt sleeve, and when I looked back– the were four Constables beating a man. Baird’s face went grey. It was his father. Wherever he went last night, they found him today, and they were– they were doing it in broad daylight. His spouse ran down the apartment steps and pushed me and Baird aside. I watched them fall towards Baird’s Dad and shield his body with theirs. I watched the Constables pair up two-on-one and pry them apart. I watched Baird’s Dad sock one of them in the jaw and grab his spouse by the front of their shirt. They kissed. And when the Constables pulled them apart and dragged him away, he was singing. Crying, bruised, but singing. The two Constable’s holding his spouse threw them aside. They didn’t say anything but there was a promise for later. They’ll come back for them, Later. (ANOTHER SIGH) Baird and their step-parent are staying with my family tonight. We're going to figure something out tomorrow but… I don't think there's going to be much to figure out. My family is Baird’s family. His Mom was my Spare Mom. We can't afford another mouth. There's hardly enough work to go around… My Dearest Baird, if you're listening to this I'm sorry. I didn't want to upset you anymore than you already are. I wish Brahma was a free planet and I wish I could see you dancing and singing on stage, on a stream. It's where you belong. I want to raise you out of this mess and bring your Mom back. I'm so sorry, Baird. (SNIFFLING) SOUND: SCENE FADES, RECORDING ENDS. SOUND: COMMS BEEPING, NEXT RECORDING STARTS. Baird: I forgive you, Charlie.

- The Revoluationary is named Baird, and Mm’arlie is Charlie (the one who later gave them the book. Side Note: I HAVE OBTAINED A COPY!! THANK YOU FRANNIE!!) The first recording is “two years after Baird’s Mom disappeared”, unclear when the second recording was made (possibly a day later?) Baird mentioned in the very first recording I heard a “mother who tucked her children into bed a final time” and a “husband who pressed a bruising kiss against his spouse's mouth”, this had to be in reference to their own parents. NEED TO PINPOINT ROUGH ESTIMATE OF AGES, CREATE TIMELINE OF EVENTS STARTING WITH PETER NUREYEV (Should I ask Frannie? She seems just as invested as I am but I’m not too certain when I’ll see her next.) Baird is the one singing in the other recording? His voice sounds… enchanting. Full of longing.

#ask to be tagged or removed #private eye's keys go jingle jangle #exploring more with transcript formatting #i love dialogue so fuckign much this works so well for me lol #bringing me back to when i was drafting a play about Yellow Journalism (never finished it)#the penumbra podcast #a hotboy's writing #EDIT: i never mentioned this to anyone but Nyx but the person listening to the recordings is a journalist!#her name is Calypso!

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koostarcandy · 2 years

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Can I please request a jungkook fic based on two by sleeping at last :) comfort please I’ve kind of been having a hard time mentally lately and I would love for jungkook to take care of me ^w^

love you, always - jungkook x reader

pairing: jungkook x fem!reader

genre: angst, comfort, fluff

wc: 1.1k

a/n: you and I both need this, anonie🥺 hope this is upto your expectations ^^ requests are still open btw! i may close them soon :] i made this the moy&i couple cause why not :D send me a song & a member and I'll write up a drabble if the prompt list isn't to your fancy :P

jungkook looks through his phone gallery, satisfied with the pictures of the evening sky. he spams them in your chat, ending the thread with, "come home today, my love."

he stops by the bakery and gets your favourite desserts, knowing you'd bring the savoury food for the night. while he waits for the food, he looks outside and sees a florist, flowers looking so bizarre yet welcome in the bustling street. he gets a bouquet of your favourite tulips after he gets the box of sweet treats, driving home with the image of your happy face in his mind.

he walks into his place and looks around, mood bouncing up when he knows it won't look so bare anymore, your presence more than enough to lighten up the place. he puts the bouquet down near the door, so it'll catch your attention immediately and puts the cake in the fridge. he arranges his mattresses and switches on the tv, pulling up netflix and giggling at the preview of the show he chose for the night.

jungkook changes into comfier clothes than he wore before, settling on the mattress and glancing at bam's empty spot. you both reluctantly sent the boy to his parents' for awhile, your busy schedules clashing, ending up in bamie going away for awhile. none of you took it well but eventually got used to it, the occasional video call to make sure he doesn't forget you.

bouncing his thigh in excitement, jungkook thinks he might burst while waiting. you had to stay at your own place for some time, the penthouse being too far away from your workplace. jungkook insisted on you staying at your place, frequent texts and calls to make sure you both were doing okay, sometimes falling asleep while you were on call. now, with everything settling down, you both decided to meet up soon which makes jungkook look around in panic, making sure everything was just right for you when you came back.

in his panic stricken sudden cleaning, he doesn't hear the jingle of his door opening, heavy shoes thrown aside. he huffs, fluffing up the pillow until it was deemed fluffy enough.

"hi, koo."

jungkook whips his head to your voice, heart falling at the sound of your sad voice. you're clutching the tulips in your hands, bottom lip trembling and bitten shut to stop your tears. "my baby," he gushes, "hello, darling" pulling you close to him immediately, arms shielding you from anything that's bothering you.

"i like the flowers, they're my favourite, they're pretty koo," you mumble into his chest and he knows you're talking to stop yourself from breaking down, your shaky voice giving you away. taking off your coat and putting it in it's designated hanger, jungkook finally takes a proper look at your face, tired eyes looking into his own, shining like the day he first saw you, despite the weariness. "i brought 5 types of fried chicken and cheese tteokbokki, oh and also, i saw this street toast thingy and i bought their most famous one," he looks at the unusually large bag in your hand and takes it from you,

"we're freshening up first, okay? then we're gonna watch the hell out of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, I promise you."

you splash water on your face continuously, willing the tears flow with the cold water. you didn't want to ruin the night like this, you know jungkook was looking forward to this. you can hear him setting up the collapsible table, setting the food you bought for tonight. you finish your night routine and slip into the clothes your lover left out for you. walking out quietly, you find him twiddling his thumbs, mumbling under his breath.

"darling? is something wrong?"

jungkook looks up at you, pulling you into him. "nothing, you look comfy and nice, sweetheart," he wraps his arms around you tightly, "i should be asking you that, my love." he says quietly. you twist yourself until you're facing him, hands on his arms. he cups your face to look at him directly, "you look so tired, baby. is it work? did something happen back home?" you shake your head slightly and let yourself find solace on his shoulder, trembling hands gripping onto his sweatshirt.

"everything's been such a mess lately," you sniffle, "and i feel so clueless and helpless, i've been so alone for the past week and i dont know what to do anymore," you take in breaths rapidly and jungkook wills you to look at him, "breathe with me, darling" he leans your forehead on his, making sure you're following his breathing.

if he could, he would give you all the oxygen he had. he'd make himself a mess to make sure you were back to normal. "i'm proud of you, my love," he holds your face, "and i'm so happy that you're with me, okay?" he thumbs the tears off your face, making sure his own tears from his eyes don't fall. jungkook would take his heart right out of his chest, just to make sure yours was still alive.

"i love you, koo, i'll always love you," you whisper out softly, "i'm grateful you're always here, by my side."

"its a privilege to love you and to be with you, sweetheart." jungkook promises, "i'll love you, always." he rubs your back and lies you down with him, switching off the lights with a swipe of his thumb on his phone.

"rest, my darling, you need it."

"we both need it, koo," you say softly, intertwining your hands. "can we have the kimchi cheese toastie after we wake up after a awhile? and watch tv?"

jungkook chuckles slightly, pressing a loving kiss on your lips, "anything for you, my love."

pt time: @armys-dna ; @joondiary ; @soobhyun ; @shatzkrinslinzki ; @highly-functioning-mitochondria

requests are open~!

#jungkook x reader #jungkook drabbles #jungkook imagines #jungkook scenario #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fluff #bts x reader #bts drabbles #bts imagine #bts scenario #bts fanfics #bts fluff #this was like a midnight fix for me #and i hope it is abit of comfort for you too #special thanks to the anonie who sent this song #mwah ily #moy&i #chaenelcore

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artemisofmars · 5 months

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As promised, here's my NZ pic spam! This will be installment 1 of a few, I have a lot of pics. I'll go in chronological order and Hobbiton was the last thing we hit, so you'll have to wait for that one for a little bit, (sorry not sorry I like building suspense).

Anyway, without further ado...

Enrica in Aotearoa New Zealand Part 1: Northland (Episode 1)

Did you know that renowned Austrian artist Hundertwasser lived in NZ for like 30 years? Here's one of his creations, which is now part of the Whangarei Art Museum

Our first stop after departing Whangarei was in a quiet little cove before the coast opens up to the ocean. Literally a couple of minutes after we dropped anchor, a couple of orcas showed up and made a circuit around the cove! Unfortunately I wasn't able to get any pictures of them but I promise, they were there.

Tutukaka had some awesome trails to explore, though we had to stop short because high tide covers the beach you need to cross to get to the next part of the trail. (My body was very grateful for that it looked steep af on the other side)

In Whangamumu Bay we checked out the remains of the old whaling station and found this cool-ass waterfall!

On our way to the Bay of Islands, we passed this awesome rock formation, aptly named The Hole in the Rock. If you have a small enough boat, you can even go through it!

Did you know that there are several penguin species that can be found in different parts of New Zealand? In our anchorage in Whangamumu, we saw Blue Penguins, and let me tell you, they are so. little. I hope I see them again one day, they are so adorable it hurts my heart.

Thanks for scrolling this far and check back soon for Episode 2!

Find Part 2 here

#Enrica in Aotearoa New Zealand #blogging under sail

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sabo-has-my-heart · 9 months

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Hi, it's two part again. I'm glad you are doing great.

I just wanna drop by and send a hi to you. I'll spam your inbox soon, but for now I need to catch up with some stuffs. I'd love it if you write my ideas, since I'm not that great with romantic stuffs. Thanks for being supportive about my writing, though. I'm actually begin a long story for my OCs in One Piece world on Ao3 because you inspire me ehehe. (Also remember the devil fruit request of a dragon gal? That was me :> well actually not, I asked my friend to send it on my behalf)

I've also just read the One Last Dance. I shouldn't say it. I don't want to beg you or anything, but I need a sequel so badly. Lol. It was sooooo great, I love it so muchhhhh! Thank you for writing it. I know you are not writing request anymore so I'll have to imagine it myself ;v; I regret requesting a heartbreak so much cause now I just want Ace and Reader to be together *sobs*

I watched the stream on One Piece day and I can't stop thinking about the awakening of the devil fruits. Hmm if you don't mind chatting, what form do you think Ace and Sabo would have if the Mera Mera no Mi also has an awakened form? Like, I imagine Ace would kinda have an image that is devil-ish (cause he is "the child of the devil") while Sabo is more of a dragon image? Idk, it just pops in my head.

Aight, see you.

Two part anon! So you're exempt from my 'closed inbox' because I love you and you're amazing. (I have a handful of people who are always exempt from my closed inbox) I loved this idea, so I absolutely HAD to write it! I'll get to the devil fruit thing a little later once I manage to work my way through a few more other requests. I hope you enjoy this. It does have a little heartbreak, but I promise it's worth it.

Part 1: Just One More Dance

Warnings: some angst, fluff,

Word Count: 1780

Things had become complicated since the day that he’d disappeared. You’d looked into the history of the necklace like he’d suggested… he’d been right, it was heartbreaking. A princess, beautiful and loving, she sought the same love that she gave. To all her people, she was kind and giving, none went hungry or cold, even the poorest of citizens had a home within her kingdom. Not even bandits or those from other kingdoms had been turned away. Though all those within the kingdom’s borders worked their hardest, it was only for the love of their princess and the love and kindness she showed for them. Thus a great search began to find a prince worthy of their princess. One kind and loving as she, one who would be best suited to her. Though long and arduous, their search yielded results and a kind prince was found. A meeting between the two, an arrangement merely for introduction. Indeed, they seemed a match well made. In an instant, she found herself falling for him, her people cheered and rejoiced, their princess would finally be given the love she deserved. But it was not to be, for the prince did not feel for her as she felt for him. Still, she strove to endure, perhaps he would love her in time. So they met again and again, the princess praying that he would love her. But her heart was shattered upon learning the news. An engagement of her prince to the cold princess to the north. She’d had many encounters with the princess of the north. A selfish girl, her subjects suffered simply so that she might live in luxury. Cruel and deaf to the pleas of her people. Yet the prince only had eyes for her. The princess’s heart bled as she attempted to endure for her people. A necklace, her most prized possession, a gift from her late father, said to contain within it, all the love held within the hearts of all of those who had worn it before. Magic held within the large heart shaped ruby set in the center. If she were to crush the stone, her wish would be granted and her love would be returned. Yet as she stood before the priceless gem, hammer raised to strike, she saw his smile reflected on its surface. She couldn't bring herself to shatter her most prized possession. Not simply because it was a gift from her father, but because she could not bring herself to force him to love her. But neither could she live with the pain of her heartbreak. She held the ruby to her heart and poured herself into it, all the love she’d felt for every person she’d felt for. The ruby’s color deepened, shining a brighter and brighter red. Only when she collapsed did she stop, one hand still laid upon the necklace, with no love left in her heart and only the pain of grief from the loss of the one she cared for most, her heart stuttered weakly once more before being found the following morning, her skin like ice and a brilliant ruby clutched tightly to her chest.

Once you’d finished reading the history of the necklace, your heart ached as you sobbed. You’d started turning your boyfriend away as you took several days off of work. The aching in your chest was unbearable and agonizing, leaving you confused and frustrated. When had your feelings turned into affection? Now, sitting once more at the table, you looked at the letter on your laptop. Did it sound alright? Could it be misconstrued? Would anyone else understand and show up by accident instead? You had to try though. Biting your lip, you pressed send. It would be published in the paper tomorrow, hopefully he would see it.

Leaning against the counter, Ace read through the paper. He missed his frequent chases with you, missed his banter with you. Granted, as a thief, he was different than as a barista, he’d taken a page from his brother’s book and dressed in nice clothes and a mask, acted as if he were some sort of sophisticated rich guy. No one would suspect the guy in nice clothes would be the barista in a stained apron. Pausing, his eyes caught the top of the next article, ‘To my Dance Partner’. It couldn’t be, could it? His eyes darted over the words, his heart pounding and aching at the same time. You wanted to meet with him. Was it a trick? A way for you to get him behind bars? Or did you really want to meet with him? He had to at least try, right?

Standing on a far building, he glanced over. You weren’t dressed in your usual police uniform. In fact, you were in a rather nice, full length dress, heels, gloves and a necklace. He even recognized the necklace. It was an imitation of the one he’d stolen. If it was a trap, you must have been pretty confident that it would work to wear such an outfit. Still, he’d be cautious.

Standing on the roof nervously, you watched as he jumped down from another building, onto the same roof where you stood.

“So you got my letter.” you said with a small smile before looking away.

“I just hope this isn’t the trap that it looks like.” he said, slowly walking up to you.

“No, no trap. I think you know I don’t work like that. Not when it comes to thieves.” You said, trying not to fidget.

“Yeah, yeah I do. I hate to say that I know you better than you realize.” Ace said, his white gloved hands in his pockets as he stood in front of you. The two of you were so close.

“One day, I’d like to know how you know me so well.” you said with a small laugh, making Ace chuckle.

“Maybe one day I’ll tell you. So… why’d you want to meet if this isn’t a trap?” he asked, unsure of how to proceed.

“One more dance. You said that last time would be our final dance, but what if this were a new party? Could we dance?” you asked, holding out a gloved hand. Ace smiled as he took your hand, pulling you close. Thankfully, he knew how to dance.

You smiled as the two of you danced on the rooftop. Having only ever chased him around, you were, admittedly surprised, at how good of a dancer he was. As soon as your dance was finished, he pulled away.

“I’m afraid this night must come to an end. I look forward to our next dance.” he said softly before walking backwards towards the edge and jumping off. He seemed to enjoy doing that. That was okay though. You’d had your dance and he’d said he looked forward to the next, you would meet again.

The two of you would send letters again and again. Encrypted, through the newspaper, meeting on rooftops and dancing. A single dance before he would disappear once more. His thieving days were over, but he still met you as his persona, not wanting to reveal himself quite yet. You’d started going back to work once more, visiting Ace’s coffee shop in the mornings, but you’d stopped bringing your boyfriend. Though perhaps boyfriend wasn’t quite right anymore as you’d broken up with him. How could you continue dating him when your heart belonged to your dance partner? Now, you stood on yet another rooftop, holding his hand as he attempted to leave.

“I… please don’t go this time.” you said softly, eyes pleading with him. How could he say no to those eyes.

“I need to, Y/n, it’s the end of the night and we’ve shared our dance.” he said softly, his other hand coming up to caress your cheek. You just shook your head.

“It’s only 11 pm, the clock hasn’t struck midnight, Cinderella. And… I have something for you.” you said, your look turning slightly desperate. Ace nodded, staying where he was as you tentatively let go of his hand before hurrying over to the small bag you always brought with you. You quickly pulled something out before hurrying back. In one hand was… a hammer? He looked at you in confusion.

“I… I’ve been saving up for quite a while, was planning on using it for something else, but I… I wanted to spend it on this instead.” you said, opening your other hand. It was a ruby heart. Not as large as the one set into the necklace in the museum, but a ruby heart nonetheless, “Said to contain all the love held within all the hearts of those who had worn it before. If she crushed the stone, her love would be returned. It’s… it’s not the ruby from the story, but maybe… maybe we could destroy this one together?” you offered, holding out the hammer. He smiled as he moved to stand behind you, his hand wrapping around yours. The both of you stood near the ledge, the gem sitting on the raised wall before you.

“I’m glad I don’t have to die of heartbreak, my princess.” he whispered, pulling you in for a kiss as the two of you crushed the ruby. Pulling away, you gasped in shock. He’d pulled away his mask, revealing an all too familiar face.

“Please don’t turn me in. Even now that you know who I am.” he pleaded. You smiled and shook your head.

“We just broke a very expensive rock. Why on earth would I turn you in after that?” you asked with a small giggle. Ace chuckled as he pulled you into another kiss.

“Good, if you turned me in, I couldn’t dance with you anymore.” he said, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

“Thinking of, where did you learn to dance that well?” you asked, running your fingers through his hair.

“From the same person I got the idea for these stupid clothes, my brother. Figured, no one would suspect the thief dressed in a tux was the barista that spent his free time jogging or at the beach.” he said, making you laugh.

“I suppose you have a point.” you said with a smile. You gave him one more kiss, the two of you in a passionate lip lock. The news the next day would show a baffling headline that the priceless princess heart ruby had suddenly cracked down the center in the middle of the night, and while nobody would notice, too caught up in the damage to the gemstone, the brilliant red that shone had dulled, as if the magic from inside had disappeared.

#one piece #one piece ace #portgas d. ace #fire fist ace #portgas d ace #ace x reader #fire fist ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #op ace #hiken no ace #hiken no ace x reader #thief!ace

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wallcrawld · 9 months

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a few announcements and housekeeping updates :D - my work has started up again (YUCK AHAH) so i'll be mostly shifting things to a queue focus in order to stop these long stretches of sporadic writing and then spamming dash with all my replies that i have a bad habit of doing - related to the above, i'll be slower during the day replying to messages, i unfortunately don't get a ton of opportunities to check my phone throughout the day so most of my time online will be nights/weekends - i have another blog that i haven't had time to make an official promo for yet so i'm gonna plug it here ! you can also find me @streetsrot — it's a c.yberpunk 2.077 rp blog but miss v DOES have a marvel verse ( i'm working on her verses page on her carrd i PROMISE the deets will be up soon HAHA you can always ask me directly tho ehehe ) and you should totally follow me there wink wink nudge nudge

final notes : i appreciate you all for your endless patience, kind words, and general greatness, i hope you all are taking care of yourselves !

#🕸️ ･ﾟ* ooc #teaching is actually so Exhausting sometimes i need to come home and just stare at the wall and i would like for my blog to not be dead <3 #okay end of ooc spam time to actually dive into my drafts and fill up my queue 😎

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doofus-and-dragons · 1 year

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Short one (and I promise I'll stop soon I promise) but kind of playing off of my last post:

In the scene where he fights Hookfang, he almost immediately drops his weapons, making himself seem smaller and backing up. Then he looks to the dragon, briefly glances up at his father, then he looks back at the dragon and slings his helmet off, proudly stating:

"Im not one of them."

It just furthers my theory from my previous post (which, for those of you that don't feel like reading my shit, pretty much says that his heart is with dragons due to human trauma and how easily Toothless accepted him as him). He has no issues throwing away his whole tribe's ideals and actions, claiming that he isn't like them. He isn't one of them.

He's sure of himself, and he's unapologetic. Sure he's hoping for his dad to listen, but let's be honest: he had to have at least a little knowledge that Stoick wouldn't listen. He never did before, why would he this time? But he was holding out hope because no one wants to think the worse of their parent.

Then, at the big fight with the red death, Hiccup is ready to jump into battle with toothless without Stoick's approval. Which is a big jump from where he started: doing everything in his power to get his Dad's approval and praise.

#httyd rtte #hiccup and toothless #hiccup haddock #how to train your dragon #httyd #stoick the vast #httyd stoick #toothless

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doki-doki-imagines · 2 months

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Sorry for the absence of "all earthrealmers" mk headcanons but they are pretty long to do and I was a bit drained by...life. Life in general LOL. I'll get back to them soon but meanwhile I wrote stuff with less characters.

I'm also working on a big project right now! Not mk but I hope everybody will enjoy it💕

Also as you've seen I opened a ko-fi. I'll spam it for this month but then I swear I'll stop. Promise!

#chit chat #i'm a bit tired but trying to get back to writing

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desertrose244 · 1 year

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I drew myself a taller body hehe.

Last post on avatar for now, promise I'll stop spamming your dash with it XC I miss drawing the skeleton so I'll dish out some sweet Sans content soon! Thanks for sticking by even if you're not an Avatar fan ❤️

#self insert #avatar oc #na'vi oc

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emotionalcadaver · 2 months

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Hello! I hope you're having a lovely day/night! 😊 Just had to pop in to show some love for your writing. I stumbled upon your fic, Love Me Where I'm Most Ruined, a lil while back and I'm obsessed??? I flew through it so quickly, I just couldn't stop reading! I apologize for not leaving comments as I went, it's like I was in a trance, just had to keep reading 😭😂😂 I'm also somewhat new-ish to the fandom and interacting kinda gives me anxiety, but I'm working on it lol. I'm gonna do a re read sometime soon and I'll let you know my thoughts, gonna spam you with love probably, your story certainly deserves all the love. 🥰❤️❤️ I also see that you've recently rewritten/edited some parts? As if I needed another excuse to re read this whole fic 🤭 Truly, one of my absolute favorite fics I've read. I love the story you've built and I adore your characters so much. I'm in love with Lucy, for real. Obsessed with her. I also haven't read many fics (if any) that are pro Grace. I think that can be a bit controversial in the peaky fandom?(sadly) But holy shit!! I LOVE how you wrote her whole storyline. You broke my heart tho, but I still loved it! 😂 I didn't intend this ask to be so long, please forgive my rambling! You posted your latest chapter on my birthday and girl. Birthdays aren't always the easiest for me and this one was kinda rough. Honestly, reading your fic was kinda the highlight of my day. An unexpected delight! A little gift you didn't even know you were giving me! I literally squealed in excitement lol! Anyways, I just wanted to say thank you for sharing your stories. Your writing is so, so beautiful and I can't believe your fic doesn't have more notes. Honestly, it's criminal! I'm seeing it pop up on my dash again and I just had to show you some love!! 🥰❤️❤️ Also, it's still Valentine's Day where I am, so I felt all the love was a little fitting. ❤️ I hope this novel of an ask finds you well. 😘❤️

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Oh my goodness, anon, thank you so, so much! Seriously, my heart is practically bursting right now I just wanna reach through the screen and give you biggest hug! 🥰

It means SO MUCH to me that you've loved Lucy and my fic so much 😭 I have quite a few OCs, but Lucy in particular is very near and dear to my heart, so to hear that you love her so much just makes me so happy.

I would LOVE to hear your thoughts if you do a reread! I don't like to pressure people too much to comment because I understand it can be nerve-wracking, but I promise I am literally the least intimidating person in the world and will be absolutely thrilled to hear what you think!

I did recently do a bit of a rewrite/edit, specifically of Red Right Hand. Nothing too crazy, but I did add a few more scenes with Grace and a few more smut scenes.

Grace is certainly a controversial figure in the fandom. I understand why people dislike her, and I never want to make people feel like they have to like her to read or even enjoy my fics, but at the same time I have a soft spot for her, and my vision for the series always included Grace and polyamory elements, despite it still being primarily Tommy x Lucy focused. I was quite nervous including the poly aspects of the story, and I know it turned a lot of people off to my fics, so I really appreciate your support for that particular part of the story! 🖤

And Happy Birthday! I'm so glad to hear that my fic made your day a little brighter! And Happy Valentine's Day as well! This really is the best gift anyone could have given me today!

I'm so sorry that it's been taking me longer to get updates out! I recently started an internship in January that's taking up more of my time, plus just dealing with a general lack of motivation lately. But I am hoping now that I'm more settled into my internship that I will have more time to write and will be able to get onto a more consistent posting schedule. I have SO MANY things planned for Lucy and Tommy and I hope that you enjoy them!

Again, thank you so, so much for this ask, 🦋! You've absolutely made my day! I am sending all of my love your way! 🖤🖤🖤

#🦋#anon #asks

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