#'short starter' i say like when have i ever written u a short starter

[g3tosugu]

can’t get enough

wriothesley x f!reader

wc: 1.7k

cw: reader is neglecting their health, fainting and i think that's it, but please do tell me if i missed one!

synopsis: you pick up an extra shift at Cafe Lutece but, it proves to be too much on your body as you continue neglecting your needs and Wriothesley is there to figure out why.

a/n: eeek! first post hope u like it :3c i've never written genshin stuff before which is why this is kinda short lol so please forgive me if it's not that good!!

Picking up another shift at Cafe Lutece whilst you were in the middle of prepping and training to begin work at the Fortress of Meropide was probably not the best decision you have ever made in your life. You could have easily quit your job or asked for more leniency with your scheduling and Arouet would surely understand if you explained the situation you were in. The only issue with that was you didn't want to also put him in the tight spot of having to find a replacement, especially since the Cafe was already short staffed at the current time. And now, you have decided to overwork yourself more.

The place was absolutely jam packed with people. There was a pretty intensive trial that was held today and the people who attended were starving and eager to chat about the turnout of the trial over a meal. You're not sure why you set yourself up for disappointment when you convinced yourself it wouldn't be too busy because of the rain. Instead of being a nice regular 8 hour shift, you instead were met with a very busy and never ending 10 hour shift. When you arrived an hour earlier to the Cafe today you had no idea that extra hour of leisure time was going to be something that was so vital. Too late now. You finish your shift as efficiently as you possibly could with what little energy you had left in your system.

As you exited the building, you were met by Arouet who had been out saying his farewells to the final customers of the evening. "Thank you so much again for all your help today Y/n! I really don't know what I would have done without you" he thanked you with a warm smile. You tried your best to muster a more enthusiastic response, but all you could bring yourself to do is give him a tired smile and say "Don't worry about it, boss. It's my pleasure to help you as you have helped me by giving me this job".

When you moved to Fontaine from your home of Monstadt you didn't have anything. Sure, you had your bag you had packed with things of sentimental value and some clothing but, that was it. You couldn't even bring mora with you because you had none to your name due to never having to work back in Monstadt. Your family had always taken care of you. So when you were telling them about you moving so far away, they tried to give you basic starter funds but you declined. You even lied and told them you had some mora saved from doing favors and chores for other people (usually older people) just so they wouldn't worry further. With your lack of job experience and no funds or place to go, Arouet saw how determined you were to make the most out of your situation and decided to give you a job as a waitress.

Arouet studied your face for a moment before giving a sympathetic smile. "You look like you could use a nice relaxing evening and you deserve it. Go home and be safe and please take the day off tomorrow" he gently patted your shoulder. The sudden contact and thought that you get a whole day off the next day made you perk up a little more, "Oh, thank you so much, boss! I will and same to you as well, of course. I just have somewhere to stop and then I will go home for the night".

The first few times you entered the Fortress of Meropide it was a very nerve wracking experience. You had no idea if it was a rowdy and rugged environment or a serious and strict one. But, you soon realized it wasn't as horrific and terrible as you initially thought it would be. Regardless, it was still to be considered a dangerous environment. Thankfully, with Wriothesley around, you never felt like you needed to worry.

As the guards walked you up to the large metal doors to the Duke's office, you heard a familiar voice call out to you from the cafeteria area. "Y/n! Wait!" she ran up to you enthusiastically. "Hello Sigewinne" you patted the half Melusine girl on the head and smiled at her. "What are you doing here? I didn't think you were stopping by since you seemed to be working late" she smiled up at you, but everything started to feel fuzzy. Your eyelids became harder to keep open, your vision was going in and out of focus and you started seeing spots. "Y/n?" Sigewinne called out to you, worried by your lack of response and the way you were looking physically. Before you could give her the reassurance you so desperately wanted to, you collapsed to the ground.

"Y/n! Oh no..." Sigewinne quickly walked to your side and began trying to rouse you awake. The guards that were with you quickly clamored around you to protect you from any onlookers. In the midst of the sudden event, the loud metal doors to the Dukes office opened and out came Wriothesley. "What's all the commotion out here about?", his eyes searched for just a split second before they landed on Sigewinne standing over your unconscious form with a very troubled look on her face. "Everyone move" Wriothesley ordered the guards and they immediately met his demand in return. He quickly knelt down and picked you up bridal style and started carrying you towards his office. "Wait! We need to take her to the infirmary so I can perform a proper check up!" Sigewinne tried to stop him. "You can treat her in here can't you? I don't want her out here. I want to be able to keep an eye on her" his gaze was serious and his jaw was set. He was clearly fully intent on doing this, so Sigewinne just sighed and nodded in response as she followed him into his office.

Your eyes fluttered open and you searched around your environment to try and decipher where you had ended up. Wriothesley's office. "You're awake?" you heard Wriothesley rise from his chair and walk around his desk. You slowly began to sit up and when your eyes met his, you looked away in embarrassment. You knew Sigewinne checked your condition and told him you were neglecting your needs. You had hardly eaten and you weren't sleeping a full night's rest for the past week. His eyes said it all to you. He was disappointed.

After a moment of you avoiding looking at him while also feeling his own gaze piercing right through you, you sighed. "You're disappointed in me" you looked down at your hands in your lap. "Disappointed?" his face had confusion present on it but, you fail to see it as you are still too afraid to look him in the eyes. "Oh no, I've probably frightened Sigewinne terribly, I should go show her I'm alright" you try to quickly excuse yourself from the situation. "I don't think so" Wriothesley firmly but gently grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him so he could swiftly lift you onto his desk, his palms planted firmly on the desk at your sides, effectively caging you in. You're still looking away from him. "Come on sweetheart, look at me. Please?" his voice soft in a way to show you that he isn't upset with you.

You slowly raised your head and finally met his eyes. He looked at you in a way that made you feel like you were the answer to all problems in the world. Like you were something precious and sacred. "There she is" he smiled warmly. The smile you gave in response wasn't one the same warmth in return, it was an apologetic one. "You've been overworking yourself, haven't you?" he tried to coax you to explain yourself. You nodded, "I took an extra shift at Cafe Lutece today while I've been prepping to become a nurse here". "Oh? You're going to be working here? How was I not made aware of this?" he asked as he finally moved away from you to fold his arms across his chest.

The guilty expression on your face made him let out a soft, "Y/n...". "I told Monsieur Neuvillette to keep it a secret because I was afraid you wouldn't allow me to pursue it" you admitted. "I see" he nodded and sighed. "Well, I just want to say first and foremost" he moved toward you again and placed a tender kiss on the top of your head, "I'm not disappointed in you. Not for what happened today or for keeping this secret from me" he reassured. "I also want you to know that you can do whatever you want. I don't ever want you to consider my own thoughts if you are going to put them above your own. At that point my feelings don't entirely matter do they? You are free to do as you please" he gently lifted your chin with his hand so you could look at him again.

"Besides, you act like I wouldn't want to see this gorgeous face everytime I come into work" he grinned as he removed his hand from your chin. You smiled the first genuine happy smile all day. "If you don't mind me asking, why do you want to be a nurse down here?" he asked as he took your hand in his to help you steadily hop down from his desk. "Well, I would love to work with Sigewinne of course. You know I adore her and I know she could teach me a lot of things. Her point of view in life is always so fascinating and wonderful to me as well" you went on to explain. As you went on, Wriothesley just had the most lovesick expression plastered on his face and you made note of it. "And don't act like I don't want to see your gorgeous face everyday when I come to work" you use his own words on him with a grin. He chuckled and shook his head "You're a very dangerous woman". "Hmm, maybe I've just been around you too much" you joke. Instead of laughing in response with you, he pulled you against him by your waist. "I don't know about you, but you could never be around me too much" his eyes studied every detail of your face, "No, matter of fact. I can't get enough of you sweetheart".

#genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley fluff

[sleepingbeautysammy]

a list in no particular order of wincest/spn fics that i want to crawl inside and never leave, that really pinpoint what i like abt samdean or spn etc etc just like. hits the nail on the head for me:

(btw if you have any fics that are kind of like these or u think i would like please let me see please)

dead unfinished selves by hathfrozen 

 i love cannibalism and horror and codependency and this hits all the marks for me!! so well written too. 

credence by road_rhythm 

sleeping beauty references 😍 somnophilia 😍 i loveeee this one sm. 

easy access by edwardina 

i love sam in skirts and i love breeding what can i say? 

good girl by blindswandive

this literally makes me short circuit so hard i love girlsam

the very first stone by road_rhythm 

every single chapter with the different povs stunned me. everything about this is perfect and sucks you right into their world. i cannot stress it enough i LOVE this fic. 

splinters by morgan

COWBOY SOUTHERN GOTHIC AU PREACHER JOHN FIRE STARTER SAM!!! god this fic is beautiful and stunning amazing i love it

distance swimmer by lichenthrope

god. f/f samdean does smth to me dean in this is sooo hot 

the palm oasis by fictionallemons

the world building in this is immaculate, the setting and mood sucks you in so deep i feel like i’m there with them. one of my fave eras too. 

wolfpack by tabaqui

okay this whole series really does it for me cause i love scary winchesters. there is a part with a mary prayer card in the second part that i cannot get out of my mind ever. 

they then ate the sailors by coyotesuspect

case fic that rattles my brain it’s so well rounded and thought out. i adore the apartment, the water, everything. 

tape by franceshouseman 

the voyeuristic quality and dirty talk in this fic is incredibly hot, i think about it a lot.

odysseus, american by coyotesuspect 

i love love loveeee classical references in fics, and the idea of dean listening to the odyssey delights me to no end. this fic brought a tear to my eye. love you dean 

show me again, shame takes hold by objectlesson

BUTCH DEAN. BUTCH DEAN. BUTCH DEAN. she makes me melt. 

squint into the sun | glare into the gloaming by dyed_red

god this one is good. i love the slow burn i love sam’s inability to be ashamed. loved the john pov. love a good john finds out fic please read this one

brother only wants by hathfrozen

god this slow burn is so so delicious it really pays off and all their little moments it’s like it really has all the aspects of their obsession w each other and their dynamic like the sex isn’t even the main point (tho when it finally happens 😍 fucking fireworks) so good

the blood in your mouth by hathfrozen

dean has cannibalistic thoughts about sam and they fuck nasty about it. i s2g idgaf i WILL rec individual fics by the same author if i see so fit.

an act of faith against the night by hathfrozen

this one is hot and heartbreaking at the same time. love it when sammy cries. s3, sam is upset about deans deal and they fuck nasty about it.

#supernatural #samdean #fic rec #wincest #save

[skywalkeir]

          “     what  do  you  think  we  will  see  when  we  get  there ?     ”          HE’S  LEANING  UP  AGAINST  THE  CHAIR  IN  WHICH  SHE  COMMANDS  ,   lithe  arms  coming  to  rest  atop  the  back  ,   a  fleeting  grin  tugging  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth .   the  expanse  of  space  surrounds  the  compact  ship  as  they  travel  through  light  speed  ,   the  surrounding  constellations  naught  but  flickering  orbs  dotting  nighttime  canvas .   

          it’s  a  captivating  sight  ;   one  that  luke  never  tires  from  seeing  during  their  journeys  across  the  galaxy  in  search  of  ancient  relics  of  the  obsolete  jedi  order .   luke  is  lucky  to  have  such  a  knowledgeable  companion  to  aid  in  this  recovery  ,   however  isn’t  the  sole  reason  for  bringing  her  along     (   he  enjoys  her  company  ,   and  it  is  evident  within  softened  gaze  as  they  linger  upon  the  gentle  curve  of  her  mouth  ,   heart  stuttering  in  his  chest   ) .   he  lets  his  palm  fall  onto  shoulder  ,   the  quiet  chime  of  a  laugh  barely  audible  above  the  beeping  of  the  comms .          “     hopefully  not  more  droids  trying  to  kill  us  again .     ”

@xenovair​    ♡    for  a  short  starter !

#xenovair #✮ ‹ ∘ verse ⋆ the return of the jedi . #'short starter' i say like when have i ever written u a short starter #u always get the full experience on my blogs #im sorry it just comes w the territory #anyways ily and here have some adventurous sOFT #also sierra is def commanding this ship #luke could NOT argue with her so he simply : complies #i love them so much ur honor #BANGS POTS N PANS /MAKE IT CANON/

[ms-missy]

Could I please have a kinky Todoroki smut? Pretty please?😩

Also, can I have have a dom!todoroki and a sub!Fem!Reader? Tysm if you decide to make this💖💕

This is inspired by a wattpad book i saw and the person deleted (rip) but it was rlly good sooooo i had to use it as a guide sort of anywaysss i hope you like it ik its a little angsty but dw!! There will be a part two coming out in a week or two and itll have a happy ending :) also this was written at 4am

Tw: bondage, spanking, angst(idk if it needs a warning but) virgin, talks of trauma, smut

Also sorry if this is not what you asked for ik its not a hugeeee amount of smut but i hope u enjoy nonetheless!

Ok lets get this show on the road

Todoroki was a good friend of yours yeah sure he was clueless on a lot of things but you found it funny more then anything

“Y/n can you help me on this project?” Todoroki said as he entered his dorm you following right behind “yeah sure whats so difficult?” You were more then confused. Ms.midnight gave the class a project on the human body more specifically the…unmentionables. How ejaculation occurs and what-not. But youd think as a boy he would know more then you

“Well i don’t understand what they mean, its all confusing for me.” He seemed normal, poker face on and no hesitation “Todoroki its simple i guess you know when you get a hard on-“

“A hard what???” At this point you two where staring at each other both confused out of each others minds “you know when your cock gets pointy? I.E HARD ON” you said while rolling your eyes seriously is he so sheltered he doesnt even know when he is horny? “Um…i guess it has gotten like that occasionally”

“Okay so what do you do when it does?” You said with the tone of a mom talking to her five year old “I just leave it alone”

you facepalmed.

“Okay well usually teenage boys..sometimes younger relieve themselves by masturbating do you understand” he looked as if he was questioning his answer“I mean i guess i can see why but…whats the benefit?” Oh dear god this clueless boy..“Mmm the benefits are it can relieve stress and overall just make you feel good i guess…”

“Could you…show me?” Your eyes popped out of your skull, the guy that youve been friends with for months THE todoroki, endeavors son, one of the best in his class is basically asking you to jerk him off…and how could you say no? “Listen shouto i know you want me to and i dont mind helping you its just…are you sure? This is something people usually do if theyre in a romantic relationship and i just dont want you to do something you will regret in the future you know?” Your heart was beating out of your chest.

“Yes im sure” shouto then got on the floor on his knees and pulled his soft cock out “so what do i do now?”

“BAHAHA TODOROKI YOU CANT BE SERIOUS-“

“Right now is not time for your distasteful humor y/n could you please instruct me on what to do next?”

“Well for starters youre supposed to be hard first and then you kinda…stroke it”

He did what you said slowly stroking himself up and down as his soft cock grew hard “ah- this feels…weird”

“Mmm you could go a little faster then that or use lotion as a lubra-“

“Can you help me y/n”

“Su-sure i guess” getting on your knees you got down and started jerking him off and at one point spitting in your hand to make it easier

These sessions went on for months, eventually him asking to eat you out and then having sex, but what happens when two sheltered touch debrived unloved by their parents and traumatized by a tea kettle kids do when they start having sex? Short answer, they tie each other up and put gags in their mouths.

“Tell me y/n what do you say to daddy?” Todoroki said breathlessly as he thrusted inside of you, barely gave a reply only a short mhmm with your eyes rolling back unable to do anything with the ropes restraining you, *slap* now what did i tell you about using your words

Your eyes shot up before rolling back and finding all the energy you could to speak “yes..yes sir”

“Thats my good girl- fuck im gonna cum” his head tilting back as he spoke you nodding in agreement showing you were close too and as you hit your orgasm you felt thick ropes of cum on your ass as shouto untied you

“Thanks y/n here let me clean you up” ever since you started having sex and scenes got more intense after care started getting more important

You felt a warm wet rag on you as shouto started to clean the mess you two made and then using his ice to help soothe the marks he left when he spanked you and after laying beside you to cuddle minutes passed by when you heard a ringing waking you up

“Sorry y/n momo wanted me to help her study, next Saturday right?” “Yeah.” And so he got up and left.

You didnt mean to catch feelings like this, but during after care how could you not? The sweet things he would tell you? The way he would hold you in his arms. Or was this all some way to get in your pants? No shouto wouldnt do that would he? What if hes doing it with momo what he did to you just now- no he wouldnt? Would he?

You didnt know what to think

#mha todoroki #shouto headcanons #shouto todoroki #shouto thirst #shouto smut #shoutobondage #shouto x you #bnha shouto #shouto x y/n #bnha smut #shouto angst #todoroki angst #todomomo #todoroki shōto #shoutoishotilovehim

[lacieabyss]

dazai and the book theory !!

Ok so im pretty sure most ppl have heard abt this theory. But if u havent its simple.

There are two possibilities of this theory:

1. Dazai is a product of the book ( somewhat like sigma )

2. Dazai himself is the book.

Now I will just give my own thoughts abt why I believe in this theory.

Again most of this is just my assumptions I dont have any hard proof to back this up but I just wanted to talk abt it lmao.

so first thing first why do I believe this theory ??

Lets just look at Dazai for a second and think abt him. He is a character who is written with a mysterious aura. When we first meet him we think he is just a second lead who is goofy and likes to commit suicide. But then we are given the fact that he was a former port mafia member and slowly we get to know more abt him like that. Dazai's so called past right now is completely just about the mafia, any piece of info we know abt him is just related to the mafia. From the light novel 15 we get to know that mori picked up dazai when he was 14, from where ??? it was never stated. Thats the furthers we know of Dazai's past he started to assist Mori in a plan to kill the former port mafia boss in exchange of Mori helping him to die. Thats all after that we know nothing abt how ?? why ?? where ?? did Dazai come to meet Mori. We dont know ! Not Dazai not anyone has ever mentioned anything abt him before he came to know Mori.

Weird ?? dont u think ??

Now lets take a min to think abt other characters, most ppl's past stories have been abt when they were kids and has actually shown a lot of how they came to be who they are like now. But Dazai ??? there is nothing, why is Dazai suicidal ??? we dont know anything abt it. Now some might argue and say he is just like that. But do u really think someone would be so crazy behind suicide just like that with no reason ??? i will admit i could be wrong abt this but still.

In a short it just feels Dazai just seems to appear out of literally no where, its just like he was born one day as a 14 yr old and Mori found him. Thats literally all of Dazai's so called origin till now.

1. Dazai is a product of the book.

THIS !! this theory becomes more believable everyday i think abt it. With all the things i mentioned above, u can kind of see where im going. Dazai being a product of a book is a excellent theory, for starters he just seems to have no past prior to the incidents of 15. Now again maybe Dazai has kept his past so secretive that no one really can find out but thats again a possibility like many others. Now lets try to tie up his suicidal tendencies with this theory. Now lets say u were to be created from a book and you know abt it, wont u feel deep down not like a human ???? Thats what i think is happening with Dazai, he feels his existence is wrong and against the rule of this world cuz he was just made up one day as a 14 years old. His existence to him maybe feels wrong in a way and inhuman. Now usually life is always connected with death. Death is something only a living being can feel. So what if the reason he does all this suicidal things its to feel close to death, so he can feel at least a bit human. And also in dark era Dazai clearly states that he desires death cuz he think keeping oneself near to raw emotions like those will help him find a reason to live.

I might make another post to cover the rest but thats all for today thank you for reading bye !!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazaibsd #bsd #dark era dazai #dazai osamu #bsd theories #fifteen

[saturnsummer]

hi! i can’t believe i’m doing this, being cowardly and asking anonymously, which is so not like me, but i’m really not sure about the feedback i’ll get from this ask so here goes. i really hope you don’t take this the wrong way. i just don’t know who else to ask and among the authors i see in tumblr you’re the one with all the headcanons and looks into their characterization and all huhu.

i just noticed that in the majority of angst(y) aus, sol (a) is always the one who is constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, prioritising her family over hwi/not considering him her family, or ends up pushing hwi away and then the relationship turns out badly, and by badly meaning it ends. i understand the first one since that’s really been the case for the majority of what we get a glimpse of in her life. but i don’t understand the others and i want to understand because so many people are writing it that way, and i interpret it as: they see something i don’t. maybe there are things about her character that i can’t or perceive differently or my 21 year old brain lacks the wisdom for that i miss how it progresses to that. but since i’m too shy to interact with anyone i don’t have anyone to compare notes with, huhu. i don’t really understand the others them because:

she basically said she’ll root for him in his uncle’s place which isn’t something to be taken lightly, she knows the gravity of what she said and more than anyone else she knows what it feels like to have family leave you behind/alone and all (i hope u get what i mean here and that this is sufficient, it’ll get even longer if i add more explaining)

she has high EQ, she basically hit all the right spots in the before they uploaded the video part (if it wasn’t for assemblyman ko…) and this scene is also another example of number 3 where she ends up opening herself up to him again

she knows he understands her in a sense and has this certain level of trust towards him, it can be seen on how she told him about dan but not about anyone else, and even if hwi didn’t show up at that time it can also be seen that she somehow opens up to him in the drinking water as if its booze scene. I guess i just observed that in the instances where she takes the first step and tries to push him away, she rather ends up opening herself up to him.

hwi also has high EQ or at least towards sol (lmao) and combined with his high IQ and the fact that he understands her contributes to number 3

and not all of these scenes can be considered as “working out alright and happily and greatly” since there are challenges in them but somehow it never reaches to that degree :<

as i said i want to compare notes because i understand only a portion of where its based on. i’m not saying its ooc since there is a bedrock on where that could possibly come from, it’s just that i can’t comprehend how its probable to reach up to that degree based on my understanding of their characters huhu. if it is a writer’s thing though perhaps it’s most likely why i don’t understand since all i’ve ever done my whole life is read and not really the type that writes. huhu.

i’m really not complaining or insulting or saying anything bad about or offending the fics, honestly huhu. i just want to learn more about her character and i’m bad at saying things not bluntly :< i tried my best :<

also, if you’re not comfortable with answering posting the answer publicly but still considering to or want to answer my question (i’ve used tumblr for so long but don’t know how asks work) if know a way to kinda hide the ask but answer it and say you want me to dm you about it, i can :<

hello anon! thank you for this analysis that while lengthy, does give me a bit of insight!

I think all your points are valid! about why she’s the one that is the start of the angst, why she pushes him away and not the other way around! I completely get your meaning, and honestly i do see the things you are seeing too!

this is just my personal take on this and how i view sol as being the ‘start’ of angst, why aren’t there fics on joon being the ‘start’ of angst and all, so please do take this with a pinch of salt!

I’ve personally not written any headcanons/fics that are mainly angst centred yet, so I would have to draw on my understanding of sol and joonhwi as characters from law school.

for sol, she’s a big emotional girl. you could see from the way she argues in class, with her friends, with how she reacts all the time. she rides on emotions and uses her heart a little more than her brain. like the bad fama case, she couldn’t give up cause she was emotional about it. like you said, she has a high EQ!

a possible reason to the angst on her part is due to the emotions as well. being someone that follows her heart so closely, she’s easily affected by the people around her and swayed easily. it would make a little more sense for the angst to derive from her, maybe from feeling that she lacks the love for joon. or maybe, a certain incident and she breaks it off.

one other reason is her upbringing. we know that she has biological father that is different from her stepfather. we also know that it is implied that her biological father is not present in her life, and her stepfather is abusive to her mother. as such, this must have been hard on her. imagine growing up in a family far from perfect, would one believe in love? many cases, some say no. they have never seen a healthy relationship before, much less seen one grow in their eyes from young till adulthood. this is the same for sol too. she didn’t see a perfect family, she saw a broken family, no father figure and her mother who endured abuse. this ultimately might make sol think “why is there a need for love? will I end up like my parents? is joon going to leave me, like my biological father did?” it’s undeniable that she might have these thoughts in her mind. thus, it’s a more common catalyst of angst, in a breakup thinking she’s not good enough, or she’s not ready, or undeserving.

as such, most writers might maybe find it easier to draw on this aspect of sol as the angst starter. a short example of this would be in my ongoing “the fairytale you never had (would you believe again?)” fic and in my oneshots “worthy” !

however, I do wonder, “why isn’t joonhwi the one with angst? is sol the only messy one here?” quickly, I thought back to most of the scenes of joonhwi when he is troubled, confused or any sign of him showing emotions.

joonhwi can be an angst starter, but I think it drawn on less since it’s so hard to draw on. from the base line, we know he’s smart. we know he’s probably rich. we know his uncle is the closest person to him. we know his parents died. but all these are just facts, no emotions. in everything that joonhwi does, he does it out of compliance, law abiding, or of a moral code. very few instances does he act of emotions or show a raw side of him.

the only times we could see it would be when he’s confronting his uncle, or the moments with sol later on in the show. he rarely shows emotions, and it’s hard to understand him or his troubles when he doesn’t show many emotions and we don’t know enough about his life. we know he looks up to his uncle, but it’s impossible for him, an orphan, to not miss his parents or have his missing parents not play a role in his development.

thus, his angst would most probably derive from “can i trust her, even after this?”, “is she lying, to cover up something?”, “is sol really the sol I believe in? or was it an entire lie?” his angst would come from one of trust and not from emotions.

i would really love to give a full analysis, but im no good with this. you can always dm me on Twitter or tumblr and we can always have a chat on this! would love to draw from my fellow writer friends to pitch in on this too, since they are honestly better at the analysis. im just a free writer!

thank you anon for you query! do dm me on tumblr/twitter (whichever is comfortable!) and we can discuss more! i’ll keep your identity secret, no worries!

#askakino #law school #jtbc law school #jtbc drama #kang sol a #han joon hwi #solhwi #jtbc #kang sol a x han joon hwi #joonsola

[hellzyeahthewebwieldingavenger]

U obviously don't understand the multi verse idea kiddo. its speculation on mephisto from a 3 min trailer which makes sense (IF U HAVE READ THE COMIC'S. OBVIOUSLY U DIDN'T) on top of that saying people a hyped about the billings from 20 years ago of course !!!! They grew up on them kid ITS A MULTI- VERSE they ! Can be different versions of the villians too so they won't destroy the characters from 17 years ago kid

 First of all I’m thirty goddam years old so who the Hell are you calling a ‘kid’, son?

Second of all I’ve been a Spider-Man fan for at least 25 of those years and a comic book fan for about 20 of them.

During that time I even worked for a British publisher as an image researcher for officially licensed Marvel and DC guidebooks. Whilst working there the higher up editors on occasion came directly to me specifically to explain or proofread various confusing pieces of comic book lore to them (and on occasion write scant pieces of copy for the books). This included who various characters were in the Spider-Verse arc, a storyline constructed around the concept of the multiverse. My work also included communicating with representatives of DC who laid out for me their internal policy for defining when one version of one character ends and another begins because the nature of their own multiverse has included reboots.

 So where the FLYING FUCK do you get off claiming I’ve not read the comics and don’t understand the multiverse? I’ve written a goddam 30K fanfic around the concept of a multiverse. I was introduced to the concept as a child in the very first piece of Spider-Man media I ever consumed, the 1994 Spider-Man cartoon. I’ve got a wardrobe full of Spider-Man trades and organized them by which universe the stories take place in and in what order those universes were first published. And I’ve got an entire side blog dedicated to ESSAYS about Spider-Man and know Spider-Man lore you’ve never even mother fucking thought of. I know Mary Jane’s canonical ringtone!*

 Don’t you EVER test me on my fan credentials kiddo, I will goddam wreck you every time.

Moving on, yes it is speculation. It’s speculation that Mephisto, a character who’s introduction into the MCU has been discussed in fandom since early this year with WandaVision, who’s a villain who’d fit perfectly into the world of Doctor Strange, who Marvel now definitively have the rights to and who was the main villain of the storyline that is the direct inspiration for a major plot point in this movie.OH NO! How foolish of me for raising the idea they might  include him! Marvel would never use a Spider-Man movie to introduce plot elements for the wider universe that aren’t directly connected to Spider-Man himself... like Skrull impersonators...

Next, if you bothered to read what I wrote, what I said was:

 “P.S. It says far too much that the things getting people hyped the most for this movie is stuff that was in older Spider-Man movies from nearly 20 years ago…”

 “P.S. It says far too much that the things getting people hyped the most for this movie is stuff that was in older Spider-Man movies from nearly 20 years ago…”

 “P.S. It says far too much that the things getting people hyped the most for this movie is stuff that was in older Spider-Man movies from nearly 20 years ago…”

 “P.S. It says far too much that the things getting people hyped THE MOST for this movie is stuff that was in older Spider-Man movies from nearly 20 years ago…”

 “...THE MOST...”

 As in, yes they are getting hyped for the other stuff but it says something derogatory about the other, newer, stuff that people are the most hyped about the OLD stuff from this entirely different version of Spider-Man. Almost like it’s cheap nostalgia bait on Disney’s part (just like the Star Wars Sequels) and that people actually liked those older Spider-Man movies more.

 “They grew up on them kid ITS A MULTI- VERSE they ! Can be different versions of the villians too so they won't destroy the characters from 17 years ago kid”

 You know how sentences work right? You were supposed to say: “They grew up on them kid ITS A MULTI- VERSE, they can be different versions of the villains too! so they won't destroy the characters from 17 years ago kid!”

So, for starters if you are referring to villainS in the plural, i.e. Green Goblin and  Doc Ock, Green Goblin was from the first movie which was 20 years ago. But maybe you are too young to remember that, son.

More importantly, I fucking mentioned this in the original post you imbecile:

“I’ll settle if we learn that Doc Ock and the other Raimi villains are in fact from a universe merely similar to the Raimi movies (i.e. where Doc Ock never died) but I’m not hopeful for that.”

If you weren’t still learning how to read you might’ve noticed that I didn’t say they couldn’t be alternate versions of the original movie villains. I specifically raised that possibility but also said I wasn’t hopeful of that.

You can try and respond to me again junior if you want. I’d love to smack you down some more. But if you want to actually try and own me you are about 20 years too early and 100 IQ points short of doing that.

*It’s the musical cues from the film ‘Clone Encounters of the Third Kind’ as established in Amazing Spider-Man volume 2 #53, just in case you want to test me. Go ahead and check for yourself, it’s on the very first page of the issue.

To lazy or in experienced with the comics to do that? Okay, then let me pull up the page from my giant goddam digital archive of nearly every Spider-Man comic book ever:

#Spider-Man #Peter Parker #Spider-Man: No Way Home #Mephisto #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #Marvel Studios

[spilledkauffie]

Hey, first of all, I want to say that your HCs are great! They are such a wonderful inspiration to keep working on my fanfics. That's what I wanted to ask you about. I've read a few of your fics (and again they're awesome), so Im seeking for advise. How do you end your stories? I always stop my stories about like three chapters before the end, I've a bunch of almost finished stories lying around. Ik the ending in theory, but then theres a blockage. Thanks if u anwser, i hope asking was okay <3

Hey there! Thank you so much for reading!  My answer is a bit long, sorry, so it’s under the cut. It’s totally okay that you asked, no worries!! I hope this was helpful and best of luck on your future writings!

✧ Chaptered fic series: For starters, let me say that I, myself, have unfinished works that I wanted to finish, but haven’t and that’s just how it goes for me sometimes.

With series, it’s a good call to in some way plan out where you’re going with it, so you don’t get 7 chapters in and then ask yourself “where was I going with this?” (that is literally me to myself with every series) Small chapter outlines are great, by small I mean a note that says “character does this / goes here-” or “smut chapter” just so you can quickly jog your memory— this really helps with the end chapter, because it forces you to know how you intend to end it in advance, before diving into the opening.

 IF THAT ISN’T YOUR THING, that’s fine, there are other ways. I’ve found a lot of help from re-reading the prior chapters, seems simple, but sometimes it inspires me to keep going with it and think of new things. Making HCs (specifically about the character within the series plot) sometimes helps me, it keeps me thinking about the character and how they’d behave in different situations which can then become the inspiration for the ending. 

Thinking about the genre surrounding your ending is also helpful. Do you want it to be an angsty / sad / fluffy / smutty / complex ending? When you determine the genre you can begin to ask yourself questions about the genre that will help build structure.

↳ Angst: do my character leave each other?Are they taken apart or does one decide to leave? Does one of them die? Does one get with someone else, leaving the other with a broken heart? 

↳ Fluff: Do they get married? Do they have kids? Do they live together? Are they finally safe and can enjoy domestic life? etc. Asking these questions can really help spark a great ending.

YES, LET’S TALK ABOUT BLOCKAGE! First, give yourself credit for having written the majority of a chaptered series, that takes a lot, so round of applause for you first! Okay, now, I find that I get a little worn out on writing the same series, sometimes, this can be as simple as taking a break from it and coming back to it. Other times, I’m just not there for it. Try and remember what inspired you to start the series, maybe a song, a movie, a scene, fanart? Re-listening/watching things that remind you of said character can spark the motivate you’ve lost. 

If I may, let me add on that taking a break can be for more than a few days, don’t feel pressured to always be writing, or continuing the same thing, it’s okay to distance yourself from the series or writing in general to give your mind some recovery time— you got this!

✧ Writing the ending IN GENERAL:

 For me personally, I typically write the beginning and the end first. So I can know where it’s starting and see where it’s ending, this also allows things such as foreshadowing to be easier to include, because you (the author) know what’s coming and can drop little hints that won’t be known by the reader until the end and hint to the end. 

Endings are typically where things all come together, so thinking about open ended things that have been throughout is good, because you can bring it all together nicely. 

↳ say a character once said they always wanted to go somewhere, having them finally go there in the end is a satisfying ending because a “wish fulfillment” has happened, even if it was mentioned once and a long time ago, it brings it nicely together.

Short and sweet dialogue can be an ending. Say you don’t want it to be a secure ending, that’s cool! Maybe your characters have just come out of something (an event / fight / escaped etc.), sayings like: “we’ve got a long way to go,” / “but at least we’ve got each other,” totally counts as an ending, even thought it’s fairly open still. OR if you want a totally closed ending: “This is everything I ever wanted,” / “I couldn’t be happier than right here,” are all affirmative endings, anything that sounds similar to “it doesn’t get better than this” implies that it won’t so this is where the story ends.

Happily ever after *record scratch,* okay maybe don’t word it like that, BUT description can also be a good ending. Describing the scene can be a conclusion, (e.g. Star Wars- we pan to the binary sunset). I love description, so I think it’s a fantastic way to end things.

Double check it, always. I’ve been guilty of just adding the ending to a story I’m stuck on and posting it, but found it’s a really good idea to give it one more read, you might like what you’ve written, but upon a reread found there’s more to add, a different way to phrase things, etc.

✧ Oneshots: 

I find that these are my favourites (aside from HCs) because there’s no pressure to keep it open ended or closed! With series writers can become very used to leaving / creating an open ending for the next chapter and the next to constantly fit into that the idea of a true finale ending is often absent from the creative thought process, so it just feels a bit unfamiliar when you come to the final ending. 

Oneshots, however, are great because you can kind of leave it however you want! It can be an open ending if you want or a closed ending, either way it’s a sweet story with an ending (obviously) that can be expounded upon or left alone.

#OverKauffie #constantly-crying-cus-calculus

[clumsyclifford]

I know I'm sending this super quickly but as soon as you said that I knew what lyrics I wanted to give you!! so, from glitter and crimson "caught in the tension, silent confessions at the foot of your bed"

WHAT lyrics GREAT CHOICE also bonus points cos this is a gay anthem atl said gay rights <3 thanks alex <3 this one’s for u <3 honest to god i was going to make this malum but then i was possessed by cake i dont know what happened ive never written cake before so this is my debut and what a debut it is also i must say im not sure how loyal this interpretation is to the song but bear with me

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Luke, Calum decides, is a good person to fancy.

The decision comes together slowly, not all at once; more like a corroboration of a lot of different observations than just one thing. For starters — and this one’s the obvious — Luke’s just pretty. Objectively, anyone would be hard-pressed to disagree. His eyes are so blue it feels like drowning just looking into them, and his shy smile is so infectious, and he has these long fingers, perfect for playing guitar (and possibly holding hands), and now that he’s starting to push his hair up into a quiff Calum has to face the facts: Luke is cute. He’s just cute.

(That’s why Michael is jealous, at first, Calum is pretty sure. Michael is more than just cute, and anyway they’re completely different people, but that’s a whole different conversation.)

Also, Luke’s just really nice. Once he gets over the initial shyness — and once Michael stops glaring daggers at him — he’s actually a really friendly guy. Plus he’s funny, and his laugh is as captivating as his smile, and altogether Calum is convinced Luke is just some kind of simulation designed to test him.

It’s working. Calum feels officially tested.

They started out working on homework, but then Michael had to go home and help his mum with dinner, and things fell apart soon after that. Now they’re lounging on Calum’s bed, Calum against the headboard and Luke at the foot, both on their phones. Alone together. Calum sometimes likes being alone together, but it’s really more of a Michael thing; he wants to talk to Luke, wants to hang out and socialize and chat and stuff. Luke’s good for that kind of thing, especially because he’s kind of a pushover. It’s not enough to make him do anything he’s severely uncomfortable with, but he’s usually happy to go along with whatever Calum and Michael are doing. Calum wonders if that’s residual from when he’d had unsteady footing in the friendship — and the band — or if Luke is just genuinely an easygoing guy.

“Hey,” Calum says abruptly, cutting through the silence which had been going on ten minutes. “You don’t think Mikey and I are going to drop you, do you?”

Luke, laying on his back across the end of the bed, turns his head to look at Calum. “What?”

“Our friendship, I mean,” Calum says. He pushes himself off the pillows and bounces onto his stomach so his face is closer to Luke’s; Luke turns onto his side. “Are you worried we’re going to suddenly decide we don’t like you?” “I am now,” Luke says.

Calum shoves his shoulder while Luke giggles. “I’m serious, Luke. I just want to be sure that you don’t follow along with whatever we say because you think we’ll hate you if you don’t.”

Luke shrugs. “I don’t know, Cal. I kind of did at the beginning. Not anymore, though. You love me too much to leave me,” he teases, poking at Calum’s calf.

“I do love you a lot,” Calum agrees, and Luke blushes pink.

“Plus, I don’t know, I feel like we’ve got a team kind of thing,” Luke adds. “Me and Michael, and me and you. Is that presumptuous? Did I use presumptuous correctly?”

“Beats me,” Calum says. “But it’s probably not presumptuous, and I agree.” He pauses, and there’s a short silence. Calum can’t decide if it’s tense or not, but if it is he’d like to break it. “Don’t tell Michael I said this, okay,” he says quietly, “but I don’t think he’s used to, um, having more than one friend.”

Luke nods. “To be fair,” he says, “neither am I.”

Calum had kind of known that, that Luke had been alone and lonely for many years, but it’s like a punch to the face to hear him so matter-of-fact about it.

“That sucks,” he says, because it does. “I can’t believe — I mean, sorry, but I just don’t believe nobody wanted to be friends with you. I don’t believe that. You’re you.”

“Exactly.”

“Yeah, but you’re so nice and funny and cute and charming,” Calum says frustratedly. “Why wouldn’t anyone want to be your friend? It just, it doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t.” Luke blinks slowly at him. “What?”

“You think I’m nice and funny and cute and charming.”

“Well. Yeah. Obviously.”

“You think I’m cute?”

Calum sighs. “Of course I think you’re cute, Luke. Have you ever looked in a mirror in your life.”

“Yeah, so that’s why I’m confused,” Luke says, and Calum sees his ears turning red. “Especially compared to you.”

“Hey, shut up,” Calum says, pushing again at Luke’s shoulder. “We’re complimenting you right now. Wait your turn.” Luke smiles a bit at that. He doesn’t do that shy smile too often anymore, much less inhibited these days than when he’d just become friends with them, but it’s back now, timid and uncertain.

“I think you’re cute,” Luke says. Calum doesn’t think it’s possible for the crimson in Luke’s cheeks to get any brighter, but now he can feel the blood rushing to his own, too. “Really.”

“Well, you can’t,” Calum says. “We can’t both find each other cute.” 

“Yes we can,” Luke says. “People do it all the time.”

“Not, like,” Calum gestures ambiguously. “Friends.”

Luke frowns. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You don’t find your friends cute. That’s just a word for, like, crushes and stuff.”

Luke gapes, and Calum realizes he’s just exposed himself for crushing on Luke. He’s set to defend himself, possibly talk himself into a corner, when Luke says, “Well. I stand by what I said.”

This time it’s Calum’s turn to stare. “Even though you can only find crushes cute?”

“Even still,” Luke says firmly, averting his eyes away from Calum’s and playing with a loose thread on the duvet.

Calum takes a second to turn over this new information. Luke’s not exactly the king of subtlety, so if he fancies Calum shouldn’t Calum have noticed? But maybe the things Calum had taken for a general shyness had been disguising crush behavior. Blushing when Calum had first spoken to him; following him around like a lost puppy, ready to bend to Calum’s will; losing to Calum at Fifa but never seeming particularly disappointed by it.

“You fancy me,” Calum says, just to be sure.

Luke looks like he wants the bed to swallow him whole. “Maybe. Only if you do. You said —”

“I fancy you,” Calum reassures him quickly, “I’m just — I just don’t really believe you.”

Luke shakes his head. “I don’t believe you.”

“Well then this isn’t really going to go anywhere, is it?” Calum says dryly. Luke laughs nervously. “Okay. How about we both agree to believe each other?”

“And then what?”

Calum hums thoughtfully. “And then we play a prank on Michael about it?”

Luke grins, shyness gone once again. Eyes glittering, he says, “Amazing. I’m in. Can we stage a confession? Really dramatic?”

“We could have a fight!” Calum says enthusiastically. “And then you can yell, like, because I fancy you! and then I go you fancy me? I fancy you!”

Luke is giggling, and it makes Calum want to continue just to keep hearing Luke laugh. “Perfect. That’s perfect. And then we both storm from the room.”

“I think we should have like, a dramatic kiss,” Calum says. “And then storm from the room. They do that in movies, I’m pretty sure.” He can’t think of which ones at the moment, but he’s definitely seen it.

Luke’s laughter slowly fades. “You want to kiss for the first time in front of Michael?”

Fair point. “Okay, not for the first time, no,” Calum concedes. He looks at Luke and Luke looks back, the picture of innocence. “Should we kiss now?”

“Not if it’s going to be a chore,” Luke says, rolling his eyes.

“Shut up. You know what I mean. Can we kiss now?”

Luke pushes himself into a sitting position. “Okay,” he says, and then leans in to kiss Calum. 

Calum’s not kissed that many people, but Luke quickly tops them all, not that it’s a particularly overwhelming kiss or anything. It’s just that it’s Luke, sweet and gentle, chaste, warm lips on Calum’s, so very much Luke and nobody else, and Calum smiles as they break.

“That was nice,” he says, and Luke ducks his head, which means he agrees, probably. “Excited to do it in front of Mikey.”

Luke laughs, bright and with abandon, and Calum looks forward to hearing him laugh like that, again and again, and hopefully paired with that post-first-kiss blush. Luke’s just pretty, but that’s not even the best thing about him. Not anywhere close.

#i dont know if it's like evident but this is a high school fic. early high school uno #anywayyyyy #luke hemmings #calum hood #CAKE #!!! #cake fic #!!!!!!!!!! #5sos #5sos fic #fic #my fic #i cannot BELIEVE i wrote cake #also please hold for an even CRAZIER pairing i wrote #for one of the other prompts #WHAT A NIGHT INDEED #cravinsomethinsweeter #ask #answered

[captainscanadian]

Stay | Bucky Barnes x Reader (Prologue)

My Masterlist

Summary: Your best friend is marrying your older brother and the question is whether your other friends would show up. Steve’s was easy to track down. But Bucky, not so much...

Word Count: 1800+

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Tamilian!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x OMC Arjun Y/L/N

Warnings: MINIMAL TAMIL DIALOGUE (I’m more than happy to translate!) & TAMIL CULTURE , References to Hinduism, Mild Swearing

A/N:This is my entry for @bucky-smiles​‘s 2K Bollywood Writing Challenge! This challenge got me so excited because I wanted to show off my culture in my writing! My prompt was to write a Bucky fic inspired by my all time favorite Bollywood movie - Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani! Y’all should go watch it because it’s fucking amazing! But I decided to write this fic with a Tamilian reader because I am Tamilian. I was born in Sri Lanka. But I know that there are a few other Tamilian friends on this site who would love to read this. @jalapenobarnes​ & @fafulous​, THIS ONE IS FOR YOU, MY CHELLANGALA! Also, all my fellow Desi Marvel stans are more than welcome to read this fic and spread the love! <3

Natasha Romanoff had ever been the most “feminine” or “lady-like” or a “girly-girl” like most people had wanted her to be. She had never fit into society’s per-conceived notion that a woman must be a certain way. Born in Russia, she had moved to America when she had been six years of age. Fitting in had never been easy for her. For starters, it had taken her years’ worth of sessions with a dialect coach and tons of practice to be rid of her Russian accent. Eventually, when managed to get her English language skills in check, not many of the kids she went to school with were willing to take a chance on her friendship, except for Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.

During her teenage years, she was the most rebellious kid in all of Brooklyn. A tomboy, they called her, with her short red hair, ripped skinny jeans, leather jackets, tattoos and piercings. Oh she had it all! She had spent most of her time skateboarding around Williamsburg and sneaking into the local art shows with her two best friends. But things had changed so much since then.

She was a grown woman now, well into her thirties. Her short red hair had grown down to her midriff. Her nose piercing had closed up years ago, the tattoos on her back barely visible to anyone anymore. The ripped jeans and leather jackets had been replaced by pencil skirts and pantsuits. Natasha had not expected to be a rather popular artist in New York, with her own studio in her hometown and her masterpieces selling for millions of dollars.

Perhaps, the most shocking thing about Nat’s life was not her physical transformation or the way she had realized her dreams of becoming a successful artist. It was how she had fallen in love with a certain Arjun Y/L/N. Born in Russia and raised in Brooklyn, she never would have expected to be marrying into Tamilian family. Yet, love did not know or care about one’s ethnicity or culture. She loved him and he loved her, so now they were getting married.  

A month from today, she would be Mrs. Y/L/N. But for now, she was spending her last few days as Miss. Romanoff handwriting her wedding invitations to her loved ones. She never would have thought that she would have a traditional Hindu wedding; it had been her idea ever since Arjun had proposed. After all, she did have a wonderful relationship with his family and she felt honored to be a part of that. Embracing the culture that her man had grown up with had been the best part of getting married. She had always been a part of the family.

The wedding preparations were well under way now. While it was meant to be the bride’s family who was meant to take care of most of the expenses for the multiple ceremonies and rituals, your family had let go of such traditional notions for the sake of this union. The bride and groom were making an equal financial contribution to the wedding, a mutual decision between the two of them.

“Amma?” Natasha called out to your mother, who had been busy preparing some sweet treats that were meant to go along with the invitations. “Did Y/N tell you what time she gets out of work? She was supposed to be here an hour ago to help me out with the rest of the invitations.”

Your mother drained the last batch of jalebi’s from the frying pan before drenching them in the sugar syrup. She turned off the stove and wiped her hands with a tea towel, walking over to the dining table where her daughter-in-law-to-be had been sitting for the last hour. “You know how she is. She never gets out of work on time and when I ask her why, she gives you a speech about how she worked so hard to become a doctor for the sake of her family and that we should not be complaining about how much she works.”

Nat let out a chuckle as she set down her pen. “You’d think that she would have taken some time off from work to help out with the wedding. It is her brother’s wedding and I am her best friend, aren’t I?”

Before your mother could respond to that, she heard the sound of your car pulling up in the driveway. “And there she is!”

Hopping out of your car, you ran your hand through your partially went hair. Having gotten out of work later than you had expected, you had rushed back to your apartment to shower. You had not bothered with drying your hair, as you had been in a hurry. “Amma!” You called out to your mother as you used your key to unlock the door and entered, kicking off your shoes and making your way down to the living room. “Amma, where are you?”

“In here, Y/N!” Natasha called out to you as she picked up her pen and another invitation, looking down at her list of people whom she still had to invite to the wedding.

You skipped over to the kitchen. “Amma!” You exclaimed as you pulled your mother into a hug, placing a kiss on her cheek before giving her your best pouty lips. “Amma, ore oru strong cup of coffee, please? I just got out of work and I’m so tired. Please?”

Your mother gave you a playful eye roll. “Sit down; I’ll bring you a cup of coffee.”

“You’re a good Amma!” You gave her a nod as you walked over to the table, hugging Natasha from behind. “Anni!”

“That is something I can definitely get used to.” She chuckled, softly. “You are such a spoiled brat and you know that, right?”

“Perks of being the youngest in the family, I guess.” You admitted with a shrug of your shoulders, pulling up the chair across from Nat and sitting down. “Amma, is there any tiffin? I’m hungry!” You called out towards the kitchen, earning an eye roll from your sister-in-law-to-be.

“Don’t expect me to spoil the shit out of you when you come over to your brother and I’s.” She joked.

“What? Are we really setting the ground rules now?” You asked her with an eyebrow raised, giggling softly as you eyed the stack of envelopes that she had already labeled in calligraphy. You picked up the one on top, seeing the name ‘Steven Rogers’ written in cursive. “Did Steve say anything about coming to the wedding? The last I heard, he fired the head chef at his restaurant and he’s looking for a new one. I think he has a lot going on now, ever since that food critic gave him a poor rating and tanked his business.”

“Oh no, he’s been saying how busy he is. But if he doesn’t show up, I’m planning on getting my ass to Manhattan and dragging him over to the temple myself.”

You let out a laugh as you shook your head. Those two really were the best of friends. You, Natasha and Steve had attended the same high school together. Of course, you had not been such close friends back then. But Steve and Natasha had been best friends since middle school. They had practically been inseparable for as long as you’ve known them.

While you had only been friends with Natasha since your second year of undergrad, you had known her long before. You had become the least unlikely pair of friends – the rebellious Russian girl and the studious Tamilian nerd. You owed it all to that one ski trip to The Hamptons a little over twelve years ago, for bringing the two of you together. Now she was marrying your older brother and becoming a part of your family.

“Oh shit, I screwed this up!” Natasha groaned as she crossed out one of the names that she had just transcribed onto an envelope, tossing it aside before picking up a new one to fix her mistake.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you reached across the table to grab the envelope that she had jut discarded, seeing his crossed out name written in black ink.

Bucky.

“J-A-M-E-S...” Natasha spelled out his name as she wrote it neatly across the envelope. “B-U-C-H-A-N-A-N. BARNES. There!” Picking up an invitation and slipping it into the envelope, she sealed it with a lick and set it on top of her finished stack of envelopes. “Thank you for helping me with writing these invitations, Y/N.” She remarked, sarcastically. “Now we need to pack up the sweet treats and mail them out!”

You gave her a nod. “We’ll do that first thing in the morning.”

Once your brother got home from work, the four of you enjoyed a well-deserved family meal together. After a hard day’s work, it was something that you very much needed. Even though you had moved out of your childhood home once you had graduated from Columbia Medical School, you had been a frequent visitor ever since. As your mother lived alone once you had fled the nest, you made sure to keep her company during her lonely nights. With the wedding preparations, it seemed more convenient to be at the house more often. While Arjun and Natasha were staying over, you tend to pop by every now and then to take on the role of your sister-in-law-to-be’s Maid of Honor and help out with some of the wedding planning.

After dinner, your brother had retreated to his old bedroom to attend an important phone call from work. As Nat and your mother shared the task of doing dishes and packing up the sweets that your mother had prepared, you found yourself lurking under the bed in your childhood bedroom. You retrieved a little cardboard box that you had been keeping hidden for years now. This box was filled with so many memories from your childhood and teenage years – from your high school yearbook to the Polaroid photos that you had taken during your trip to The Hamptons.

You flipped through the yearbook to see the photos of you and your friends – Y/N Y/L/N, Natasha Romanoff, Steven Rogers and James Barnes. Bucky. There was always something special about him, the way he lit up every room he had walked into. Bucky was the loudest voice in the room, the life of the party. He was the nerd with the camera, consumed by his wanderlust. He was a man of everyone’s dreams, with dreams of his own that he was chasing all the way to the other side of the world. Bucky. Where ever in the world he was right now, nobody loved to go on an adventure like him. Twelve years it had been since you had first fallen in love with him.

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[cultofbeatles]

hello reece i am the teach me led zep pls anon yes hi hello hehe idk what i wanna know mabye like ur fave song from each album and basic facts about each member ??? dont be afraid to ramble btw im taking all the info i can get !!!1!1!!! thank u sm ily 🥺

annie i have three words for you... i got you. i already told you this, but i am working on a “beginners guide to led zeppelin.” i planned on it being more giggles mainly, but i'm going back and adding a decent amount of information just for you

fun facts about led zeppelin and the beatles: led zeppelin were the band that beat the beatles record held for most attendance at a concert (55,000 people). on may 5, 1973 (and with no opening act) led zeppelin beat that record by having an attendance of 56,800 people. also! for the beatles movie ‘a hard days night’ jimmy page did the instrumental version of this boy that plays while ringo is wandering around. pretty rad. oh, and george harrison went to a led zeppelin party once and was thrown into a pool by john bonham. 

i gotta say this before i begin though, led zeppelin is one of those bands where hardly anything gets confirmed or denied. at least nothing “controversial” or anything more than basic gets an answer to it. so sometimes you gotta take things with a grain of salt, and you gotta just have the mindset of “well this might not be true so I'm not gonna claim it as so.” with that being said i'll start with getting you into led zeppelin. 

through the span of their short career led zeppelin had eight studio albums. 

led zeppelin (january 1969)

led zeppelin ll (october 1969)

led zeppelin lll (october 1970)

led zeppelin lV (november 1971) this album technically doesn't have a name but we all call it ‘led zeppelin lV since it was the fourth album

houses of the holy (march 1973)

physical graffiti (February 1975)

presence (march 1976)

in through the out door (august 1979) 

they also have a few live albums and compilation albums as well. but when people talk about led zeppelin albums they're mainly referring to these ones. i like all of their albums. i think they're all good. my personal favorites are the second and fourth albums. i do think that led zeppelins music isn't for everyone though. they're not as clean as some other bands are. I will list my favorite songs from each album. 

led zeppelin: good times bad times, dazed and confused, babe i'm gonna leave you, communication breakdown, how many more times, i can't quit you baby 

led zeppelin ll: whole lotta love, the lemon song, thank you, heartbreaker, moby dick, ramble on

led zeppelin ll: immigrant song, since i've been loving you, tangerine, that’s the way 

led zeppelin lV: black dog, rock and roll, stairway to heaven, misty mountain hop, going to california, when the levee breaks, the battle of evermore

houses of the holy: the song remains the same, the rain song, over the hills and far away, the ocean, no quarter, dancing days

physical graffiti: the rover, houses of the holy, kashmir, ten years gone, trampled under foot

presence: for your life, achilles last stand 

in through the out door: fool in the rain, all my love 

i think all of these are good starter songs for someone just now getting into led zeppelin. i hope you like them! they have one movie, the song remains the same, and it’s weird but also good. it’s basically concert footage of their madison square garden show but there’s also cuts of little skits they made? idk how to describe it lol.

in my beginners guide post i'll write more about the members and go into more details and funny facts about them. right now i'll just briefly introduce you to them. to talk about led zeppelin you have to start with the yardbirds. jimmy page (zeppelin’s guitarist) was in the yardbirds until they broke up in 1968 and then jimmy started looking for his “super group.” him and Peter grant (zeppelin’s manager) started looking for the best of the best people. in 1968 led zeppelin was formed. 

jimmy page is known as one of the best guitar players in rock history. he’s usually always in the top three listings. he was a session guitarist for a while and would fill in on people’s records. on Joe cocker’s version of ‘with a little help from my friends’ jimmy is playing the guitar on it. and he joined the yardbirds with eric clapton and jeff beck who are also listed as the best guitarists. he was a soft spoken, quiet dude. he seemed very shy and introverted. but then you read groupie stories about how he had whips, handcuffs, and razors. he was also given a lot of shit for studying crowley’s work, and was known for his “witchcraft ways.” he struggled with addiction (heroin and cocaine) and pulled himself through in the end. but he was, and still is, an amazing guitar player. he also produced all of zeppelin’s albums. so he’s an amazing producer as well. he got a lot of unnecessary hate and criticism back in the day (still does). and you can thank jimmy for all the newish led zeppelin stuff we get bc that’s all on him more than likely. 

john paul jones is known as one of the best bassists in rock history. he was not only zeppelin’s bassist but also keyboardist. and he can play recorder as well. like jimmy, he was also a session musician. jimmy and jones knew of each other  and when jones heard about jimmy putting a group together he called him. he was more of the serious member in a way. jimmy, bonham, and robert were more wild and would cause chaos. john paul jones would deadass book a room at another hotel and not tell anyone where he was. he just wasn't into that kind of thing. so I don't think he was really all that close to the other members. he felt left out a lot. him and john bonham were an amazing rhythm section. the best in history. they knew exactly what to do to stay in sync. he was also the one to find john bonham when he died. so that’s sad. 

robert plant is known as one of the best vocalists in rock history. his voice is *chef kiss.* i love him. he wasn't jimmy’s first pick in a singer. in fact, jimmy’s first pick was the one who recommended robert to jimmy and also said that he looked like “a greek god.” robert plant is just about the most attractive man ever. jimmy liked roberts voice a lot but doubted his songwriting skills so was weary of him at first. robert had never written songs until joining led zeppelin. robert was the reason john bonham joined the group. him and bonham were best friends before the group even formed and remained that way until bonham’s death. robert also went through a lot of shit during led zeppelin’s timeline and honestly i'm so proud of him for getting through all of it. right now robert likes to act like he was never in led zeppelin though lmao. 

john bonham is known as one of the best drummers in rock history. i’m not even kidding. his power behind the drums is mind-blowing. when he was approached by jimmy about the band he denied the offer. and continued to deny the offer bc he had a family to take care of, and didn't know how well this band would be. but it was robert plant who convinced him to join so they could play together. he loved his family very much (a wife and son who name is jason). he hated being away from them. he was known as the sweetest man ever unless he was drunk. the problem was that he was always drunk. he had a drinking problem. he did a lot of stupid shit when drunk. he died in 1980 after he had the equivalent of 40 shots of vodka and threw up in his sleep causing himself to choke. after he died, led zeppelin died as well. 

after john’s death the band called it quits. they all like to say it’s because no other drummer would be able to compare to bonham. robert says that he loved john bonham too much and couldn't force himself to go out there and do a show without him as the drummer. robert plant is likely the reason we’ll never get another zeppelin reunion show. there were three reunion shows in the past. the first reunion was their live aid show which fucking sucks. john paul jones wasn't even informed about the event and ended up on keyboard instead of bass, jimmy was likely on drugs bc of how out of it he was, robert’s voice is awful, and the drummers hardly knew the material. it was a rushed show but it was for charity and i'm sure they made a lot of money. the last show being the celebration day reunion in 2007 where jason bonham (john’s son) played the drums. it’s a really really good show and i cry every time i watch it. you can watch the whole thing on youtube. still to this day it’s evident that jimmy, Jason, and jones would love to do a reunion show again. 

led zeppelin is one of the few groups that can say all of their members were just about the best at what they did. each member will always be in the top ten rankings for lists of the best artists/musicians. that’s really impressive. they were really, really good together. I hope this was a good starter post! 

#asks #answered #Led Zeppelin asks #babygotblueeyes

[hibari-kyouya-skylark]

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x-  I’m currently indie but selective. please know that it’s very unlikely that I will start a rp with you if I’m not interested. I will however, always try to answer everything I can ic; and eventually ooc; When I reblog memes, feel free to send me some it can be either ic, on anon or off. I will definitely try my best to reply to each ask. Excluding some I find nonsense or not fitting or impossible to be answered ic; If you want to reply to an ask or meme , then please post a new thread tagging me in it. I don’t like reblogging asks.

x- posts&&;threads

I can write starters but not particularly fond of doing so. I think I’m not skilled enough to come up with an interesting intro. Sometimes I’ll post starters however…but very rarely. You likely see me go with some memes for starters ,if even.

x- RP’s and ;threads might be SHORT

Please note: Hibari is someone who likes being aloof, That means regardless of whom I rp with, chances are that our RP’s and threads are rarely long due to Hibari’s character. It might be different. if we decide on a multi rp, but that’s unlikely to happen very often because I rather write those I’m good with and not other characters. However I may agree to it if other characters involved in our rp are written like NPC’s or if I just need to explain what they do and not write and speak as them.r 

x- About my muse:  I can be a battle maniac and bastard in rp and my muse will often say “kamikorosu”  aka.. “I’ll bite you to death”; honestly it might be a bother within a while to read that all the time.. but if you don’t like it ,then know that I don’t care because Hibari says it a lot and doing that is only in character. And  I care way more about an accurate  portrayal than some possible complains.

furthermore be aware that due to my headcanon this hibari is a yakuza son and hitman. I know a lot about the yakuza traditional and modern ones. And that’s why I think it’s obvious that Hibari is definitely related to that. As I mentioned already my muse is a battle maniac. that means fighting situations can and very likely will happen a lot in our RP. I do not expect you to be a great writer at T-1 tho, so please don’t worry about detailing.

x- About my RP style

my writing style differs via mode. Sometimes I write a lot, sometimes not. My preferences are para-semi and novella. There is absolutely no need for you to do the same in return. But if we have chosen a semi para rp I ask kindly that you refrain from sending a single line as reply. I always allow this for asks and crack rps tho. I’m not a professional writer so please expect me to have writing flaws. English is not my native language after all. 

I approve of M!A’s but I have a right to refuse them when I don’t like them, or think of them as too ooc;If you are part of a MMOFRPG group and would like to rp with me, don’t be afraid to approach me. I used to rp at MMOFRPG for an entire year and I don’t mind roleplaying with you just because you’re part of a group.

If you think I missed your reply, hit me up pls. I try my best to make each roleplay enjoyable for my roleplay partner, chances are , I’m trying even to meet your way of writing, to please you. I can be very slow with replies, please be patient.Threads come and go. Don’t take it badly when I drop our thread, we can always start a new one. or maybe our preferences of writing just doesn’t match, in that case I’m still willing to interact ic; via asks and similar but long threads are out of question.

Important

   Everything my character thinks or quotes is often posted like this:    //nuisance.// or (( pathetic ))    everything dark,sadistic or masochistic he thinks is striked though and posted like this ”interesting.”

Planning to kill my character? Notify me first and we’ll discuss it.

Want to RP with younger Hibari?: Ask me, I might agree to it.

this blog will have trigger warning contents. RP’s can get quite dark, angsty, psychotic and bloody. Trigger warning content such as gore, homicide, torture, self-harm, can or will happen, but will be tagged accordingly.

x- Any japanese in RP?

that is possible, for one mun rena here studies japanese since several years, and for another using japanese in my rp’s always makes me feel more ic; But alas, before you think now. “oh great but I don’t understand anything then?” , let me reassure you that, unless upon common agreement, I will never write in hiragana and katakana throughout our rp, and merely use some easy things to know and in romaji, like “kamikorosu” or “shine” “aa sou,  souka.” I never use anything that may seems hard to be understood. So please do not let this be of a disturbance to you , If you ever want to know what I’m saying however, please just mention it in your tags.

x- NSFW?

Mun is over 18 years old and Personally, when it comes to smut, I prefer dub and noncon themes. I do not mind ERP, upon common agreement. I prefer ERP in DM tho, but if happening in a dashboard RP, I will put it under read more and tag accordingly.  Also please know Hibari is more of a sadomasochist. Also I’m ironically not a fan of yaoi but when it comes to Hibari, I definitely do not mind multiships. 6918/1869, 691827,1896/9618,1827/2718,1006918 even others. Well I mean. I simple ship what I ship.

x- mun&IMPORTANT details Please note that what I write has nothing to with the real me. And as for me.. well my real name is Rena.  I did rp Hibari once before , and for quite a long time, I was best known as hibari-kyoya-skylark. It was actually one of my most liked muses along with Rena Ryuugu and Shogo Makishima. The real me also used to do shin kendo and iaido, I’m an INTJ-A.. quite a JP lover, and I’m actually cute but picky and not very open hearted but when we are getting along well, I can be your best friend. I’m also quite aloof,sarcastic like my muse and I’m often way too honest and blunt. I have a sideblog that I use mainly to reblog and post all kind of stuff and moe culture. As a maid while in my role as neko meido. I’m an actress, who is mainly moe and cute and obviously not my full real persona.

my personal sideblog:  @maid-rena​

Discord: 竜宮 レナ#7777

x- Formating Edits, Icons and Layout are made by myself unless otherwise stated. Most of my icons are edited and cleaned by me, please don’t use them. I made over 1k icons before but unfortunately. I lost many, likely I will make new icons again.the mun faceclaim here for myself is ofc rena I’m not the best editor however and I really suck making themes so chances are low that I will update my theme often. However if you’re skilled and talented in editing and making themes, then you’re absolutely free to help me out, Like, totally  ~

I sometimes use scripting and sometimes not, it’s always up to my laziness and mood and it often depends on me being mobile or using my laptop.

Lastly: last time I did rp hibari like now was 7years ago, as such I’m now catching up on things I forgotten, until I remember everything my rp activity is likely one themed and nothing special.

#rules #// if you still have any questions left please DM me

[sirjustice241-blog]

Making life even more cheap

China now taking the photos of such synonymous with the wooden legged beds and making placing such with all their electric and household equipment to be paid bit by bit even per day b4 u own it fully as yours as the solar gadget in the link below making life equal to all families or people from different walks of life, called the M-kopa daily paid via the phone. So ya kids stop snooping around looking 4 good life from others they belittle in 1 way or another

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/76420524913006104/

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The starter comp generator got side effect as it swells ay belly cause the follow who came up with is unknown, maybe evading death trap dude, synonymous with her Alternator generator growing ya bald or making ya short, big head, broad shoulders or tall as per the generator type u have bought. And the whites wanted that, cause to them is a deja vu as in the below link

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQ9BWndKEgsWanna fight me, cause with me i'd rather die than u eating in garbage waiting 4 unknown things which aint reality or i cant live in Nairobi slum and u, you can so wanna put up a fight that i belittle ya as well as cant listen to ya music. Dude mind ya own life, me aint u and vice versa and am the controller of mi life homie. That’s my life and its well with ya if u wanna do the same as much as i have not talked about u but said it largely on my scale.

The Hindu locate those dead in an accident and place the break wire in the link below behind the bones of their spinal b4 shifting the same to you, where, the 1 who transfigure into rodents in ya system pulls it to ya head, where its laden with tetanus which makes u not ya-self and always furious with life as thinking of the negative side of life giving ya new bad characters, which if u dont realize u go out in life with such characters but beauty if u acknowledge such in judgement time, it acquits ya off hell fire 2gether with saying they changed ya brain to give u new weird characters that has landed ya in jeopardy as with ya judgement which if they did not do the same maybe u could not have passed the same but due to the above its a blessing in disguise dude to the being judged homie.

The armored glass cylinder 4 the airplane can be like in the link below but opaque with lined circled translucent like on 4 sides of the glass to fix the high intensity led lights inside with convex lens to converge the beam of light produced to create heat or burning sensation to rapidly heat the gas inside as 4 not itw was not placed b4 cold air directed either from below the glass cylinder to make the plane gets up, or on-top to make it go down from from behind to make the airplane move forward

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https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/nasas-x-57-electric-research-plane/

We have gotten what we wanted, how if oil is finished we can move on, so we did not give a hoot as get out of Africa and like after 50 years come back with the Omani Arab instincts to destroy every race with kikuyou blood b4 again we relax to come again to colonize them as they are forgetful and claim things they know not as that was the white man plan. Wanted to create a pool of people of no-sense and ever joking to annihilate as not find excuse during judgement time to take them to hell that they killed a respectful people, folks a people who champions what others follow and are sycophants what the white man is looking after or 4. Big shame dude, all ya plans are all dead as u never fathomed. OR to be like them to remove the guilt altogether they poses of never wanting to listen or get things they know not fast as wants to debate the same with ya who knows such, Malachi 4 to bring us home dude

Jeshuran in the link below, ran is madness, low, get low from Lome, Togo as Jeshi/Military vehicle how are made in Genesis 49, the tribe of kevi rather walevi as drunkards the way they talk. Alcoholic,lost coin, Christ with little kids and mfalme wa yawhodi to take ya home.

Tribe of Judah had set of canine teeth shifted by Mr Colombia or Hindu man of a young Lion as Ecclesiastic 4, the man save the city verse comes handy to help ya. The seeing things on the eye on Mr Hindu part is the Colombian blood, being rude Kamba blood and wanting ya food masai/trukana blood which has some Tz blood as most Tz people are trukana blooded bro so be warned and people tolerate their women cause during sex when u ejaculate u ejaculate much spermatozoa giving ya rest of mind b4 ample sleep engulf ya and ya manhood stiffen and became of prism shape but just 4 a short time cause it bores u relatively 1st to the point u want it not though sweet than any as much of Britain, so many believe Tz women are British blooded or vice versa as most Britons truth be told are of Ngoni blooded, a people their back head lacks elongation ‘kisogo’ and of no jokes as king of the jew comes handy as Christ on the cross looks down to expose the same above up and the people who love jokes not are believed to be descendants of people with spaces between their each teeth, a people of love and geared towards helping others if not so can be an intermarriage between them and people with bewitching gap between upper or lower teeth jaw, so be warned dude.

When u want 1 food yet u understand he passes other meals which u do eat and he has no much money to undertake daily routines but force him with ya shit, kinda, u see a squatted spirit of a person picking like a machete and chasing those people with, to bring home emphasis of bad character and same can land those people in hell involved in doing the above absurdity.

White people have been on this world long b4 ya as what they know, so come up with like Covid and u know the medication to be Ginger as u have been told severally yet still wants to sell ya mask in that gimmick to get extra-cash to fund ya dubious activities, thus a repercussion engulf us as the ground softens to make some buildings within the city wants to collapse to warn the govt of such mischievous act so they stop and of giving cash incentives to other few while the poor who should get that knows not about that and getting money online while blocking others from its reach like by controlling bank pay-pal payment option. So the white people wants the same 4 those cities near the lakes to collapse and water rushes in to engulf all the nearby submerged/ sinking lands if u did not know dude, let me tell ya as now u know well.

Even when doing something bad, to be warned and court get it right, the iron sheet next to ya kinda, wants to form holes b4 it gets back, like a bubble gum being chewed and air blow in to form like balloons synonymous with kids. 4 example charging exorbitant prices on commodities and disturbing people with ya young ones but to ya u resort to unknown whether was written bible principles, kids are Gods blessing to get by or instill fear on such people u disturb or it has happened so its all our shit as much as wanting others food.

The weed and Good Samaritan parable to bring us home as they were tough headed and thought they will not be defeated in the mischievous act, the likes of kikuyu blooded men as doing things openly as no justice in their things, so if u story with them, kinda, on the middle of their 4head, u see a big gear wheel rotating meaning they want to change but rapid shame engulf them, maybe to follow ya but u have placed barriers not allowing them or wanting simple life yet they 4 along time advocated 4 big life to make them all that sharp as the have always purported. Or dude wants to get overseas as they have always wanted to be 1st with it but realizing when houses or roads can be made like machine parts now they have known how to make, so Africa can be the same or better in some parts than good to them overseas lands so torn apart and shame will engulf them cause their enemies much and got military vehicle as well as them which if they Marshall up together to create alliance against them, will kill them amounting to nothing, so fear engulf them as Hell/heaven on earth aint a fairy tell as previous with their Charles Darwin theories but in Minneapolis, MN and the now know to shut up their big mouths lets they get to furnace as they can head their to ask all the biblical ages they claim were written talking on them. A people of no-character and no-sense dude, stop or stop will stop ya dude!!

You got some white eye, taking like bhang after sex to do the same,dude might land ya into hell fire if a diagnosis is done like with alcohol tester if its not 4 medical purposes- Moses, houses to remind ya of the truth to be acquitted of hell fire b4 being released cause aint a blasphemy dude. Most Negros with squire like head countenance are of Benin blooded and Benin people are kamba blooded as well as of slight protruding 4head are of Gabon and them as well got Kamba blood of wanting the best side of life as Good things dude. Get to know the truth, can be of big help to many who knew not the above.

Like in the link below, fuckxxxxxxxxxg a Jamaican bitch is sweet, Mr Barack Obama, If u did not know as 4 ya information, u get up on her after the climb, then down as like u submerge the up again b4 u stand still to look her on the face or to ejaculate altogether to have the highest bliss on that sexual encounter. Folks try with 1 today, don’t waste time b4 u taste such

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[bloodfcst-a]

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NAME : pacifica ! but you can say paci for short.  FACECLAIM : i use the same as yufi-- son ga in.  PRONOUNS : she / they. i’d prefer the latter, but i’m used to the former.  HEIGHT :  5′2.5....... i’ll say 5′2. i’m getting smaller all the time. BIRTHDAY :  23 july. AESTHETIC : hipster? idk. that’s what people tell me. i’m just into comfortable and cute clothes, soft goth and cardigans and the atypical. LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO : everything i wanted  /  billie eilish. FAVORITE  MUSE (S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN : this iteration of yufi. however, paz was intriguing yet challenging & i have a soft spot for a zidane i wrote back in high school.

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT :

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE : well, i loved yuffie.... but for many reasons i don’t want to openly go into detail about, i fell out of love with the ffrp. that’s an understatement, honestly-- my life was at a low point physically, emotionally, socially... and then ffrp was contributing more harm than good. i didn’t want to be a big name with big pressure anymore. and i didn’t want to be bound to that fandom anymore, especially when the fandoms that sparked joy in me lay elsewhere. so it just made sense to jump ship. and i’ve been happy ever since! though... i still do like a few connections i have, and it’s nice to have something to jump off of, bc making ocs from scratch typically overwhelms me... i feel inclined to be too ambitious and then i just want to back off. 

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVORITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :  a babe in like 25,000 ways of the word.

ok but really though. i love how daring and fearless she is. yufi is not invincible and she doesn’t ever proclaim to be-- but she does try to be above and beyond in everything else. she desires attention and camaraderie.... demands it, really, but in an over-exaggerated sort of manner because she’d rather make someone laugh than to have someone pity her. she’d rather someone find her amusing and entertaining than tragic... even if she’s had a lot of tragedy in her life & a lot of misunderstandings.

i also think she’s admirable in how daring she is... in her looks, her attitude, her unwavering desire to protect others and never back down. there’s no fear in going against the grain, defying conventional norms, in doing what she likes because it suits her whims as opposed to some... moral decision or what’s popular choice. she appreciates customs and traditions, but isn’t bound by them-- i love that about her.

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING : my partners? ok but like. i love yakuza and i love persona... and i think modern verses are cool..... but like... it’s my partners who get me excited about exploring new verses or ideas... in delving into further situations with my muse. i love being able to play yakuza or shenmue with danny & devil and being like.... oh... what would yufi do now? i love playing kh2 and thinking... how come yufi is out here doing the things she does. i haven’t had so much thrill playing vii in a while... but maybe when remake comes out, i’ll be excited for wutai again. in the meantime... i love watching content about japan and korea... like daily life vlogs or expats who are making their ways.... i love the feeling of immersion. all of that. the exposure to ideas & then being able to expand upon them with people? mega exciting!

FAVORITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS : literally just write with me scoobs i’m starving. i will say i’ve always struggled with action threads... but i’m doing my best!

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :  the people who think because yufi is pretty sexy that it’s an invitation to ask me about my sexual interests....... always thought that was a weird trend. also, “ u write well so maybe that’s ur personality, let’s date. ” i honestly don’t think i write enough ooc on this blog for someone to want to make serious life decisions over? i’d prefer if more people tried to get to know me.... 

also, this is more of a pet peeve, but i’ve hated how yufi keeps getting labeled as a “kleptomaniac” when even in canon she’s only stolen things that were pertinent to her goal of restoring wutai, or would give her power... and she usually plays it off when she’s caught because she can’t stand the concept of looking weak in front of others. that being said, somehow that label still follows me even though i’ve been listed as fandomless? i ... really don’t like the kleptomaniac trope applied to yufi, and i hope people note that when they pursue interactions with me. it seems to be an easy go-to for people when i like starter calls, but like.. please show me that you’ve looked into any of the content i have here by picking something that isn’t so out-of-character. there might be a yuffie out there who loves to steal for the thrill of it.... but this isn’t it, and i wouldn’t know where to find them, quite frankly! i’m happier being unaffiliated and i have no plans to return~

#♝ mun. #long post / #long post tw /

[avidreaderffn]

Gertrude’s First Christmas

Written for @lurkz for the Supergirl Femslash Secret Santa 2018 challenge. Merry Christmas Lurkz! and Happy Holidays to all of you.

Read in AO3

DECEMBER 21ST

Maggie woke up with a jolt when Alex jumped on the bed. “Wake up Mags! It’s Christmas!”

Maggie chuckled at Alex’s excitement, then glanced at the clock on the wall. 6:55 am.

Maggie groaned as she covered her face with a pillow. “No, it’s not. Are you going to wake me up this early every day until Christmas? We took the week off for a reason.”

“Nope,” Alex smirked, “just today. I promise. And you know why?”

Maggie removed the pillow and cracked an eye open so she could look up at Alex in confusion.

Alex pouted, “Did you forget what today is?”

“Uh… Friday?”

“Maggie! You just said it yourself, we took an entire week off to make sure we did this right.”

Maggie groaned again, “It’s way too early for this. You can’t expect me to-” Maggie’s eyes shot open and she suddenly sat up, “the puppy!”

Alex beamed at her, and Maggie beamed back, “Alex, we’re getting a puppy today!”

Alex nodded enthusiastically and leaned forward to kiss her, only to find Maggie already jumping out of bed and starting to get dressed. “What are you waiting for? If we leave right now we may be able to beat morning rush hour and get to the shelter just as they open!”

Alex rolled her eyes, but couldn’t hide a smile at her wife’s excitement.

In what seemed like no time at all, both of them were dressed and in the car, driving to the shelter that had finally declared their latest litter of puppies old enough to be put out for adoption.

“So…” Alex started almost as soon as Maggie pulled out of their parking spot.

“We are not naming them Gertrude.”

“But Mags!”

“Nope. Not happening.”

“Why not?”

“For starters, we haven’t even picked a pup yet. What if we get a boy puppy?”

“Easy. We name him Pavlov.”

Maggie almost pulled over right then and there. “Are you trying to get our pup bullied by every other dog around?”

“And if we ever get a cat,” Alex continued like Maggie hadn’t said anything, “we’re naming it Schröedinger and getting it a box full of fluffy blankets instead of a bed.”

Maggie rolled her eyes at Alex, only her small grin showing her amusement. “A nerd. I married a total nerd.”

“Says the girl who named both her favorite gun and her favorite leather jacket.”

“You leave those two out of this. It’s not my fault you haven’t been able to think of a name for your alien gun after all this time.”

“I mean, I’ve been considering ‘Curie’, you know, after-”

“If,” Maggie cut her off, “if we ever have kids, you better be ready for me to name all of them.”

Alex opened her mouth to argue, then thought better of it, “Yeah, I guess that’s fair.”

Maggie smiled. After a glance at the red traffic light above their car, she leaned over and kissed her wife.

~*~

An hour later, both of them were sitting on the floor of the shelter, half a dozen puppies crawling all over them. It had taken over twenty minutes to convince each other not to adopt all six of the pups. Fifteen more minutes to decide which of the small belgian shepherds they were taking home. The rest of the time they had spent back at the old argument.

“How about Spot?”

“She looks like a Gertrude though.”

“Okay, how about Buster?”

“We could call her Gertie for short.”

“Lassie? She looks like a Lassie.”

“Or I guess we could also call her Trudy, although I don’t like that one as much.”

“Alex..."

“No, that’s my name.”

“Alex!”

“How are you guys doing?” Alex and Maggie looked up to see one of the shelter’s volunteers had come to check on them. “Do you need some more time with them?”

“Oh, uh, no. We picked one already. We were just trying to agree on a name.”

“Oh, well, of course you can name your dog anything you like, but if you’re having trouble, all of these pups already have names. Do you want to hear what your dog’s name already is? That way if you like it, you don’t have to change it.”

Maggie turned hopeful eyes at Alex, who just shrugged and said, “Sure, let’s hear it. We picked this one. What’s her name?”

“Oh, that little girl? Her name’s Pizza.”

Both of them froze, taking exactly 1.7 seconds to wonder what Kara’s reaction would be to that.

“Actually,” Maggie jumped in before Alex could say anything, “we were thinking she looks more like a Gertrude.”

Alex’s blinding smile and eager nod were enough for the volunteer, who started rounding up the other pups so Alex and Maggie could go sign the last of the paperwork. As they did, Maggie looked to her wife and saw her smiling nonstop, as the pup- as Gertrude kept trying to lick her face.

Maggie laughed and went back to her paperwork.

They would be okay. She had a good feeling about this.

DECEMBER 22TH

A deafening crash rang through the apartment, followed by a shrill whine. Alex and Maggie jumped out of bed, grabbing whatever they could find on their bedside tables as weapons while they tried to figure out what was going on. Another whine sent them running out of their room and into the living room.

Alex’s hand shot out, stopping Maggie from taking another step. Both of them looked down at the floor covered in shards of the ornaments that’d been on the tree.

The tree which was also on the floor, still tangled in Christmas lights (thankfully unplugged before they went to bed every night) and surrounded by a mess of broken plastic, tree needles, and the water that’d been in the tree’s base.

In the middle of the mess, Gertrude was hiding under the coffee table, tail firmly tucked between her legs.

After exchanging a glance, Alex carefully headed for Gertrude, while Maggie went back into their room to get them both slippers.

As she turned on the light to search through the closet, Maggie glanced up at the clock and sighed. 6:01 am.

Yawning, Maggie walked back into the living room and handed Alex a pair of slippers. Alex took them with one hand while she settled Gert on her other arm.

Slippers on, Alex took Gert into their room to check her up as Maggie righted the tree and found a broom.

A few minutes later, Alex walked out of the room and locked Gertrude up in her crate. The pup immediately started complaining about it.

“Is she okay?”

“Yeah, not a scratch on her. She was just scared.” Alex looked at the mess around them, “I guess no more Christmas tree until we’ve had the chance to train her a little.”

“We could-”

She was cut off by the loudest whine so far, followed by a shrill howl and a storm of barking.

“...It’s also probably not a bad time to start her on crate training”

“Yeah… yeah I guess.”

“Maggie? You okay?”

“She sounds so sad, Alex!”

As if to prove a point, Gertrude started whimpering loudly. Maggie’s eyes widened. “Oh no, now she’s scared!”

She started to head for the crate, but Alex’s hand on her arm stopped her.

“Maggie.”

Maggie was surprised at the amused tone in Alex’s voice. “What? And what’s with that look?”

“Oh nothing. It’s just we were both so sure I was going to be the whipped parent in the relationship.”

“I’m not whipped!” Maggie’s almost offended look melted away at Gertie’s next howl.

“Maggie…” Alex said in a half stern, half amused tone.

“But-!”

“Nope. We have to at least clean up the place first.”

Maggie looked around the living room, which was still a mess of ornaments and twigs and lines of Christmas lights. “Fine,” she said as she picked up the broom and tried to ignore the barking and whining, “but after we’re done, we are taking her for a LONG walk around the dog park.”

Alex smiled at her and leaned closer. “That,” she said before placing a small kiss on Maggie’s lips, “sounds perfect.”

DECEMBER 23TH

“Maggie.”

“Mmmpf”

“Maggie wake up.”

“Hmm?”

“Maggie. Maggie look at her!”

“Hmm?”

Alex’s hand starts shaking her shoulder, “wake up Mags, you gotta see this!”

“I’m up, I’m up,” Maggie mumbles, pushing Alex’s hand away from her shoulder.

She glances at the clock. She groans. 5:47 am.

Sitting up slowly, Maggie leans against Alex, blinking wearily around the room. “What am I looking at?”

Alex merely points.

Gertrude is on her little bed, curled up in a little ball and staring back at them. Her tail starts wagging when she sees them both looking at her.

“Do you think she’s cold?”

“What?”

“She’s all curled up. Maybe she’s cold.”

“Danvers, she’s a dog. That’s how dogs sleep.”

“Should we let her sleep in the bed?”

“What? No! Why?”

“If she sleeps up here with us, she won’t get cold.”

“Danvers, no. If you really think she’s cold, we can buy her a blanket. But we can’t let her on the bed. If we do, we’ll never get her to sleep back on her own bed. Besides, look at her! She’s two months old and already the size of a beagle. She’s gonna be huge when she grows up.”

“That sounds like the opposite of a problem.”

“Danvers!”

“What!?”

“I thought I was the whipped parent here.”

“I’m not whipped!”

Maggie was saved from having to answer that by the ringing of Alex’s phone. A quick glance to the screen tells them both it’s Kara calling.

“Are you okay Kara? Why are you calling so early?”

“Everything’s okay, I just heard you were both awake and wanted to know when I can come over to meet the puppy.”

“Kara-”

“ Three days Alex! I can’t believe you’ve had a puppy for three days and I haven’t met her yet.”

“It’s pretty early,” Alex said ignoring Maggie’s quiet muttering about the early hour, “you can always swing by before work.”

“No! I want to properly meet her. Let’s have a movie night! I’ll head over there today as soon as I get out of work.”

“Kara- Kara?” Alex rolled her eyes and turned to talk to Maggie, “Kara says-”

“Yeah, I heard.” Maggie picked Gertrude up and placed her on her lap. “Did you hear that girl? You’re meeting auntie Kara today!”

Alex laughed at that. While Maggie was busy playing with the puppy, she managed to take a picture of the two of them and sent it to Kara.

Normally, even Alex had a little trouble understanding Kara’s long strings of emojis, but this time, she had to admit she fully agreed with the two dozen hearteyes Kara sent.

~*~

True to her word, Kara showed up that afternoon with her usual order of three pizzas, two bags of potstickers, and a gallon of ice cream for each of them that she’d end up eating when Alex and Maggie declared they’d had enough ice cream.

After spending the better part of an hour cooing over the puppy and taking almost as many pictures as Alex and Maggie had in three days, Kara’s stomach finally reminded them that dinner was there and it was supposed to be movie night.

As soon as they picked a movie and Kara reheated everything with a quick burst of laser vision, they all settled down on the couch and started eating.

It became obvious pretty quick that Gertrude’s presence was going to change things a little bit.

“No! Bad girl, this is MY pizza!” Kara wagged a stern finger at Gertrude. Gertie stared at her finger for a moment before going for the pizza box again.

“No!” Kara said again, before levitating herself and her pizza out of reach. With a laugh, Maggie reached for Gertie and placed her in her lap.

Kara gave them a suspicious look, but she floated back down to the couch. Maggie tried to get her attention back to the movie, but had to stop Gertie from trying to steal the pizza again. With a huff, Kara got to her feet and lifted the cushion she had been sitting on. Then, she put the pizza box down, replaced the cushion on top of it, and sat back down, throwing Gertie a smug look and crossing her arms.

Maggie rolled her eyes at the theatrics, “You better not get any pizza grease on our couch.”

“Relax Maggie, we both know I’ll eat that pizza before the movie is over.”

Gertie suddenly yipped, jumped out of Maggie’s lap and ran straight for Alex, pawing at her and trying to lick her face. There was an incredibly guilty look in Alex's eyes as she tried to fend the puppy off. Kara frowned at them and looked around. Her eyes landed on the coffee table and she gasped loudly.

“Alexandra Danvers! Are you eating my potstickers?”

Alex’s eyes widened and she shook her head rapidly.

Gert sniffed at her suspiciously puffed up cheeks. She tilted her head in a way that immediately reminded Alex of Maggie. Then Gertrude sat back and barked. That was all the confirmation Kara needed.

“Aleeex! Those are mine!” She started throwing pillows at Alex. Alex covered her face and started returning fire. Gertrude jumped up and down, barking at both of them and trying to catch one of the pillows being thrown around.

Then Alex took off running, Kara started chasing her and an all-out pillow fight broke out, with both Danvers having to dodge around the puppy who was trying to chase them both.

Maggie watched all this from the comfort of the couch, pausing the movie and cheering on her three favorite girls.

Her wife, their dog, and Alex’s alien sister.

DECEMBER 24TH

“Maggie!”

At her wife’s frantic yell, Maggie jumps off the bed before she can even register what is happening. Grabbing an empty glass from her bedside table as a weapon, she runs full tilt into the living room, prepared for anything from armed robbers to a vengeful alien.

What she wasn’t expecting was to see Alex kneeling by the coffee table, trying to pry something out of Gertrude’s mouth.

When Maggie gets closer she can see that Gert seems to have a piece of cardboard in her mouth. It almost looks like… “Is that a pizza box?”

“Yeah,” Alex says angrily. Then she points to something on the couch. Maggie’s stomach drops when she sees the overturned cushion and recognizes Kara’s stashed pizza from the night before.

“Did she-”

“Eat an entire pizza and half its box? I think so.”

Maggie swears under her breath. Alex manages to retrieve the piece of cardboard in Gertie’s mouth and goes to throw it and the rest of the box away. Maggie kneels in front of Gertie and stretches her hand out. Gertie sniffs her hand but makes no move to get up from where she’s lying.

“Gertie? Come here girl!” Maggie tries to coax her.

Gertie doesn’t move.

Maggie’s heart sinks. “Gert? Gertrude come on. You wanna go for a walk? Let’s go for a walk!” She tries again.

Gertrude just looks back at her, then shifts so she’s lying on her side instead of her stomach.

Maggie carefully picked her up and stood just as Alex was coming back into the room.

“How is she?”

“I think she’s sick. She’s barely moving, Alex!”

“Give her to me, and go get a coat.”

That’s when Maggie realized Alex was already dressed for going out into National City’s predawn winter.

Maggie ran into their room and got dressed as fast as she could. On her way out, she looked at the time and cursed. 5:29 am.

“It’s Christmas Eve! Where are we even going to find a vet in Christmas Eve before the sun is even up?”

Alex gets a glint in her eye that Maggie knows means she has an idea. “Take the dog, give me the keys.”

Maggie wordlessly complies and runs after Alex. Once in the car she can’t help saying, “you know I love you babe, but I’m gonna kick your sister’s butt the next time I see her.”

“Get in line,” Alex mutters as she peels out of the parking lot.

“Where are we going?”

“To Vasquez’s place. Their wife is a veterinarian. She’ll be able to help Gertie.”

Maggie nodded, “We are gonna owe them both so many favors.”

“Yup.”

“It’s worth it though.”

“Yup.” With that, Alex gets to the street and floors the gas pedal.

~*~

“Thank you both So Much!” Alex repeated for what felt like the millionth time as they walked out of Vasquez’s house four hours later, Gert happily trotting along on a leash. “We owe you big time. Anything you need, just let us know.”

“It was no trouble at all. She’s a lovely dog,” Erin said, smiling.

“And she’s going to be okay?” Maggie asked.

“She’s going to be fine. Just keep her on a strict kibble diet for a few days and keep an eye on her for the rest of the week,” Erin said.

“You heard that, girl? You’re going to be okay!” Maggie said to Gertie, who just looked up at her and wagged her tail.

“Seriously, thank you again for-”

“We get it Danvers, it’s fine, now get OUT so I can get back to spending Christmas Eve with my wife.” Vasquez said, drawing laughs from Erin and Maggie, and a blush from Alex.

“I’ll help you train the next rookie class,” Alex proposed.

“You mean you'll help me scare the next rookie class. I'll take it. BYE." They shoved Alex towards the car.

Maggie and Gertrude got inside. Then Alex climbed into the driver’s seat and tried again, “Thank-” Vasquez shut the car’s door and mock-glared at Alex.

With a good natured eyeroll, Alex started the car and they left.

Alex is still rolling her eyes when Maggie’s muttering in the backseat gets her attention and brings a smile to her lips.

“-and then we're gonna get revenge on stupid Auntie Kara by making her buy you all the doggie toys for Christmas. ALL of them. She’ll buy you a Supergirl-sized amount of toys, and as soon as you can have treats again, she’s gonna get you treats too, yes she is-”

Alex chuckled and focused back on the road. It was time to take their family home.

DECEMBER 25TH

A ray of sunlight touches Maggie’s face, warm and welcome after what had been a slightly chilly night.

She raises her arms above herself, happily stretching out and feeling more rested than she has in weeks. Opening her eyes, Maggie peeks at the clock on the bedside table.

11:27 am.

Curious, Maggie props herself up on her arm to look around.

She smiles.

Alex is on her back, sound asleep, with a hand draped over Maggie’s hip. Her other arm is resting on top of Gertrude, who’s lying on Alex’s stomach, also asleep.

Carefully, Maggie reaches for her phone and snaps a picture of them. Moment captured, she puts her phone back on the table and rolls over so she’s facing Alex and Gert. She settles back down on the bed as she places a kiss on Alex’s forehead and lays her hand on Gertrude’s back.

Maggie figures she can let her girls sleep in for a little longer.

After all, it’s Christmas.

#sanvers #maggie sawyer #alex danvers #my writing #my stories

[luciantallis]

What are some of your favorite threads for your babies?

i have so many, i’ll try to talk about ones i havent yelled about before !

Lucian god he’s been here so long and there’s a lot that’s with people who aren’t around anymore (but i still love and cherish them.

Oh my god when he tried to mess with @jonahrhodes with the whole “what them handcuffs do” comment has a special place in my heart as not only being fucking hilarious but as a quick establishing character moment for the both of them?? showed that they’re both lil shits in their own way, i love it.

there was a short thread born out of a starter with @mallorybordeaux where they just walked through the frey and talked about high tailing it to europe before shit hit the fan and it was so fucking wholesome and sweet. speaking of mallory, that one 3way thread with @josefinexgatti was brilliant, i love the vampire moms.

just that brief thread between my hiatuses with @cyrus-hayes and luc was great tbh, i think it was a perfect way for them to meet and establish what they’re like at surface level but there almost felt like a tension to it?? and i live for that shit.

in general the #growth that’s happened between luc and @hcdtallxs is my fav and the last thread we did really showed that lucian finally sees hudson as person and it hurts and warms me at the same time

Ruby

Honestly anything with @blccksheep. it’s been like two threads but these two just click and i feel like its believable they’ve gone from a professional relationship to close friends despite us not having written down their first meeting like brotp of an artist and her adorable canvas

how bout that beekman thread with @hunter-haller?? such a good way to develop not just their friendship but their abilities in general. i remember telling rachel that i just wanted to see ramsey be the badass she is on the inside and she delivered. and i mean ruby got to basically go full katara in a fountain, i love it.

any time ruby sees @allglasseverything she becomes a bi in crisis bc wow so pretty and it amuses me greatly

it seemed like such a small thing but i loved the thread with @kaseyxreid in the wine section. 

Gwen

The halloween thread between her and @cyrus-hayes was weirdly wholesome?? seemed like a softer calm before the storm moment.

theo already pointed out the recent bar thread between gwen and derek and i gotta say its one of my favs too. i love these two and how derek has kind of become her tie to humanity.

it was brief but the last thread with @noahbordeaux (RIP ONE (1) EVIL MAN) warmed my cold lil heart and she’s going to miss him so much

the dance studio thread with @giaivan mainly bc i just envisioned the fucking ending scene from twilight and aesthetically it just did it for me god bless

Myles

honestly anything he’s ever had with @lolacarrington (i miss u, return to us) is so pure and lola makes him all “???!!?!?!?!?!!?!” and it’s fun to write

THE SCRABBLE GAME between him and @jvnex bc it just felt so casual and easy and showed how comfortable myles is with jj in general now. 

anything with @isxdcrx, when i first started writing shit for myles i never really had him around any vampires period but i love that his first like REAL encounter was someone so soft and humanlike and im excited to see where they go from her going loco on NYE

#ooc. #Anonymous