#I'm going to keep adding tags each time I get a new interest

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

03/12/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; More BTS/Photos; Samba Schutte Cameo; Taika; Fan Spotlight; London Billboards/Trucks; Uproar; LubeAsACrew; Watch Party Reminders; Continued Efforts; Trends; Love Notes; DailyDarby/Tonight's Taika

Hey all! Thank you so much for your feedback on the recaps! Right now I'm planning on sticking too them, but may cut them down depending on the day. Right now we seem to be pretty solid on daily news so I'll keep them the way they are for now. I appreciate you all sharing your thoughts with me <3

== Cast & Crew Sightings ==

== More BTS / Photos ==

Well as many of you know, the things that broke the internet were the latest photos that were found by @jodegg on LK Creatives Website

Nicola Dove also put up some more photos recently! Thank you to @kiwistede for putting them all in one place in this post.

= Samba Schutte =

Thank you so much to @gheyandwoke on Twitter for getting a cameo from Samba! It's absolutely beautiful and totally worth a listen.

== Taika Waititi ==

Taika's out here advertising for hot tubs, and seems to be enjoying himself with Rita! Src: Taika's Instagram

== Fan Spotlight ==

== Cast Cards ==

Tonight's cast card is Rachel House! Absolutely love Rachel in so many of her roles! Thank you @melvisik for highlighting her works!

== Ari Azure's Act of Grace ==

Our lovely crew-mate @ariazureyt wrote a song about OFMD being cancelled, and commissioned @enabuns to draw, and @ferventrabbit on vocals! The full song will be released on their youtube this Friday! To follow along for updates, visit their Link.tree

== London Billboard ==

A few more photos from the SaveOFMDCrew meetup at the London Billboard in Leicaster Square! Wanna see them all? Visit the @saveofmdcrewmates website!

Our crew-mate @heather.in.wonderland on Instagram brought Little Ed with her to visit the billboard!

== Trucks Ads Outside Amazon! ==

== Save OFMD Meet Up In London Video! ==

See the whole post on tumblr!

Website: https://www.help.saveofmd.com/ Petition: change.org/p/save-our-flag-means-death Socials: linktr.ee/saveofmdcrew

Vocals: twitter.com/ferventrabbit

Video: twitter.com/kristybean18

Lyrics: Set your eyes upon the screen A wondrous sight to see This is "La Vue en rose" Londoners from far and near Will likely shed a tear To see "La Vue en rose" The petition climbs so high No streamer can deny The power of our show We’ll spread the word about our pirates dear Until the fandom at last perseveres Look upon the lovely sight To keep our hope alight "La Vue en rose"

== Uproar Coming To America! ==

Get your tickets at fandango!

== Watch Party Reminders! ==

== Lube As A Crew ==

Our dear friends over at @astroglideofficial are hosting one last Lube As A Crew, with all of Season 2 in one go! Starts Friday March 15th 12 pm Noon PST ( 4pm EST, 8 pm GMT)

== Wrecked ==

There are sources being passed around. If access is an issue, DM @iamadequate1 on Twitter or Tumblr

Season 2 watch from March 11th to March 15th. 

Season 3 watch from March 18th to March 22nd. 

Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST. Watch two episodes per day. Episodes are 21-22 minutes each. Use the following Saturday for the tags/watch if interested but not able to make this time.

Hashtags: 

#WreckedPirates

#SaveOFMD

#RhysDarbyFaction

== OurFlagRTL ==

Twitter-Watch-Along von Our Flag Means Death:

Streamt Staffel 2 ab dem 15. März.

Samstag, 9.3. 17:00 Folgen 1 bis 3, 

Dienstag, 12.3. 20:00 Folgen 4 & 5, 

Mittwoch, 13.3. 20:00 Folgen 6 & 7, 

Donnerstag 14.3. 20:00 Folgen 8 & 9, 

Freitag, 15.3. 17:30 Folge 10

Und anschließend bingen wir zusammen Staffel 2! 

Schaut und tweetet mit! 

Hashtag:

 OurFlagRTL

== Continued Efforts ==

So even though Chaos Dad, David Jenkins told us there was no more home, several people are still out there fighting the good fight. There's been a few different routes being taken.

1. Sell The Show, Let Us Go

Our crew-mate @patchworkpiratebear has been putting out lots of awesome media regarding this, and several people on twitter have been using #SellTheShowLetUsGo

2. There's been continued and more targeted Polite Menacing against Max, WB, and David Zaslav.

Lots of folks have been either responding to Max's Twitter / IG Post, and others have been focusing specifically on Zaslav.

Specific hashtags being used were #FireDavidZaslav and #DontStreamOnMax Thank you to @iamadequate1 for capturing all these great trends and metrics:

== Articles ==

https://www.themarysue.com/our-flag-means-death-fans-put-up-billboard-in-londons-leicester-square/

SchadenFreude Articles

https://awardsradar.com/2024/03/11/you-had-one-job-david/

https://www.cnbc.com/2024/02/23/warner-bros-discovery-hypes-free-cash-flow-investors-dont-buy-it.html

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies. I know that the new photos were both a welcome gift and also a heavy reminder of where OFMD is and what we've lost. For some it's helping them rally, and for others it's really pulling them down deeper into the gravy basket.

Wherever you are, just know it's gonna be okay. Whether we get an s3 or not, and if we do 10 years from now or next week, it's going to be alright. As so many others have said, including our lovely Con O'Neill, they can't take what we have away from us.

I continue to hear from the cast & crew in all their posts that we are some of the much amazing, kind, and engaging folks they've ever met, and you really should be proud of yourself for that. Our cast & crew are wonderful, but the fans are too.

On a slight side note, please if you can, check on your crew-mates today. The initial shock is starting to fade, but a lot of folks are still struggling, or coming back to struggling after a period of being okay. We're all riding the waves right now lovelies, and it'll take some work but we'll get through the storm, but it'll be easier together.

Our friend @thelatestkate has another lovely note for us.. and I second it. We are all weathering the storm right now, but you belong here, and we love that you're here with us, through tears or laughter, or unhinged fun. Be kind to yourselves lovelies, we are small but we are many, and we all care about you, I wish Sweet Dreams / Happy Days for you <3 Love you Crew.

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

I've run out of images allowed on one post so we're just gonna do a combo one tonight, and since this scene is the theme of the day, we'll go with the goofiest one of all. Gif courtesy of @stedesbonnets / @edsrosetattoo (The gifs are being weird AF tonight, its showing one name but apparently it's not right? Apologies if I'm not crediting the right folks!)

#daily ofmd recaps #daily ofmd recap #ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps #ofmd #our flag bbc #edward teach #rhys darby #save ofmd #gentlebeard #renew as a crew #blackbonnet #stede bonnet #taika waititi #our flag means death #adopt our crew #Youtube

[dirtybg3confessions]

Blog Moderation FAQs

Hi everyone!

Every time we answer an ask about the queue/inbox situation we get several of the same suggestions in our inbox. While we truly appreciate those of you trying to be helpful, I wanted to take some time to address some of the suggestions and the reasons behind our position on said suggestions.

Have you considered closing the ask box for a while until you work through what you have?

No. With as many asks as there are in the box, it would result in the ask box being closed for quite some time, which we don't think is really what anyone wants!

Closing the box would allow for us to "catch up", but it also would mean potential dry periods of content.

Keeping the ask box open means we need to scroll forever to reach the old asks, but it also means that we are set to deliver consistent content for a while, and are never at risk for an empty queue when the inevitable drop in fandom interest hits.

Why don't you post more frequently?

Actually, we do! We've exploded recently, so many of you may not remember ye olden days of our blog's founder doing their best as a one person show and we got one post a day... ish. Then, when the ask box exploded to 100 asks (haha) they brought in the first round of new mods (including me!). During this time, we were able to build a solid queue. We were then able to post 5-6 times a day.

With a healthy queue and a healthy ask box, we were able to bump the post frequency to 12 times a day. Most of the first wave of mods worked through some asks and then largely went inactive. This is fine, it happens. After struggling to keep up a frequency of 12/day as a one person show once again, we recruited new mods with some activity guidelines.

To maintain a posting frequency of 12 times a day, each mod needs to add 3 posts to the queue a day, or 21 posts to the queue a week. We ask that every mod contributes 30 times a week, that way we have a healthy buffer of content for holidays, emergencies, and just general time away from the internet.

While the confessions are sent in by y'all and editing them in photoshop is a generally simple process, it still does take time. Time in the game to find and take the screenshots, time in the editing software to create the image, then posting and tagging appropriately. Those cursed edits y'all love so much take even more time.

We're all adults here. And your mods are too. They have lives off of tumblr, often complete with bills and day jobs. Honestly, less fun than the little horny blog, but *vague gestures towards capitalist hellscape*

For these reasons, posting 12 times a day is going to be a hard cap for the foreseeable future. In the most loving way possible: If you are submitting an ask now and expecting to see it a week or even a month from now, you are going to be sorely disappointed. Submit your ask and know that it will be appreciated by the community when its time comes.

"A confession is never late, nor is it early. A confession arrives precisely when it means to." - Elminster (probably)

Why don't you just get more mods?

Have you heard the phrase "too many cooks in the kitchen"? Every person added to a process adds another variable, and the more variables, the harder it is to deliver a consistent experience. Additionally, the goal is to find people who can stay pretty consistently active, which can be a hard ask for a lot of people. We're very grateful for the team that we have now, and we aren't seeking new mods at this time.

Why don't you post more confessions about (character/female/etc)?

We are a submissions blog. We work with the content we are given. You need to be the horny you wish to see in the world. I know in general there's a lack of confessions for female characters, and there's an analysis to be made about how different gender/sexual identities interact with fandom and how that affects the content available in communities for consumption, but I'm not the person to make it.

Thank you all for continuing to be amazing, it is truly an honor to serve 🫡

#not confessions #faq #mod tri

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Welcome to my first ever fic! I have another one in the works as well but currently neither of them have a title because title's are hard, so for simplicity's sake this one is Kanej themed and when I share the other one I'll refer to it as Helnik themed.

Concept: Around ten years after the events of Crooked Kingdom, 25-year-old Captain Inej Ghafa frees Maya Olsen from a pleasure house in Ketterdam. Maya is looking for revenge against the man who out her in her position, a man who she knows nothing about except his name: Kaz Brekker.

Tags: @wraith--2 @lunarthecorvus @just2bubbly @real-fragments7

I've only tagged people who specifically said they'd like to read more, not everyone who expressed general interest, but if you'd like to be added to the list let me know! <3

Content Warnings: in more general terms I want to remind people to be aware of the nature of Kaz and Inej's experiences and relationship since even if I'm not directly addressing these things they tend to be implicit in any writing about them, but specifically to this chapter there's descriptions of blood/wounds, and implied sa references (not graphic).

Chapter One - Kaz

"Now listen," Kaz leaned back and ran a gloved hand through his hair, vaguely aware of the traces of blood he was leaving on his forehead, "this has been fun and all, but I promised my wife I'd be home in time for supper,"

He consulted his pocket watch and frowned.

"And I'm already running late,"

It was clear that the man tied to Kaz's chair had no idea what to say. Or maybe he just couldn't. His cheek was a bloody crater; his jaw tight at a painful looking angle. Kaz paused for a moment to survey his half-closed eyes, wondering if he'd done the job too well. But the man was still breathing his pathetic, shaky breaths, and his eyelids were quivering slightly. Kaz hit the chair leg with his crow's head cane, and the man shook back to life.

"Are we done here?"

The man nodded shakily, quivering as he leaned as far from Kaz as his chains would allow.

"Good. Then I'll see you next week, with the money," Kaz pulled a key from thin air and placed it on the man's knee, "Have fun getting out,"

He walked away, listening to the man attempt to call him back through a mouthful of blood right up until the door slammed shut. Kaz stretched, smiled, rolled his shoulders. That had gone well. He was late though - she wouldn't be happy. Speaking of which, Annika was leaning against the wall opposite him, picking at her nails with a knife. She must have news.

"Go check on him if he's not out in an hour. Cleanly, for now, but keep an eye on him. If he tries to run this week, put a bullet in his skull,"

"Why me?"

"You're in my line of sight. And on that, what are you doing here? Aren't you meant to be at the Crow Club?"

"Just came off a shift. Brought you a message,"

Kaz nodded.

"She's back?"

"And pissed at you," Annika confirmed, "She's coming to find you,"

Kaz was meant to go to her. If she'd decided to come to him, it could only mean one thing: he was in deeper shit than running late.

"Fine," he said, and marched upstairs.

" - something else!" Annika called after him.

Kaz turned.

"Yennefer Baars is dead,"

"Then it's a happy day for everyone. Except for me, because unlike other people's spouses when my wife suggests murder, she actually means it. Go to the dock's and rustle us up some attention, the Silver Six is quiet,"

And with that, ignoring Annika's brief mumble of protest, Kaz began to head up the stairs. Yennefer Baars was dead. So that's what Inej had been up to. She'd been gone for the last month, and as a rule they didn't tell each other what a job was until it was over - no sense in worrying each other over nothing. But that didn't mean they didn't guess at what the other was up to, and usually figure it out. Kaz knew that Inej wrote a goodbye note before every job she did and left it with a particular member of the Merchant Council and his risk-loving fiancé, to be passed on in case something went wrong. He only knew that because he did the same thing, and Jesper was a terrible liar. Inej was better at figuring out what he was up to than he was her, that was true, but usually he had some idea. This time he'd heard nothing, until today. Yennefer Baars, owner and proprietor of the Tulip Mill, the most successful pleasure house in Ketterdam since the Menagerie close, was dead. Kaz had to smile.

Even if he was next on Inej's list. What the hell had he done this time?

It was raining, but what else was new? Kaz opened the window and listened to the droplets flowing over the pane and hitting the sill like a waterfall. He couldn't hear Inej, but he wouldn't be able to. Definitely not over the wind and rain. He left the window open for her, and headed to the basin. He shed his gloves and began to wash the blood off before it dried. Running hot water. Years ago he'd added this, with the bathroom of their suite at the Geldrenner on this mind. It was such a luxury, back then. So normal now.

"Inej,"

He smiled to himself as he imagined the brief look of annoyance on her face at him greeting her just as she opened her mouth to do the same.

"Kaz,"

He turned to see her, and immediately Annika's message was unimportant. It was good to see her. She smiled.

"How are things, Kaz? I heard the Silver Six has been quiet,"

Of course she had.

"A little slower than usual, but the Crow Club's booming. I've got time to fix it before the profit's take a hit,"

Inej nodded. A moment passed in silence, before she said:

"Maya Olsen,"

"What of her?"

"You know her then?"

Kaz shrugged.

"One of Yen's girls, isn't she? The Tidemaker. Never met her, but she passes information to the Dregs. I have a few people watching her, making sure the information's good and trying to find out where she gets it. Why?"

"I met her tonight,"

"You mean when you killed Yennefer Baars?"

They looked at each other, dark eyes stone. And then both their hard expressions collapsed, and they smiled.

"It's good to be home, Kaz,"

He liked it when she said 'home'. Really, he knew, 'home' was Ravka. But the Suli travelled the country, never static, never anywhere long enough for that one solitary place to be the only singular point they'd always want to return to. That was too limiting for Inej; she existed to explore. To her, 'home' really meant 'family'. It had taken the last ten years to get here, but he'd come to like that word.

"But we do need to talk,"

Kaz sighed.

"Of course we do,"

Kaz cooked. Nothing special, just warm bread and soup, but Inej seemed to like it. They sat opposite each other at their little wooden table, eating and waiting for the other one to talk first. Kaz was stubborn, but Inej was infuriatingly patient when it came down to this sort of thing. Eventually, he broke the silence.

"Maya Olsen, then?"

"She's at the shelter - "

"I didn't ask where she was, I want to know - "

"Let me finish, Kaz,"

"You know I've killed people for less than interrupting me," he smirked

"And I've killed people for far more. Now be quiet, and listen to your wife,"

Kaz frowned and mumbled something about only agreeing to marriage for the tax break, but stopped interrupting her all the same.

"Maya's sixteen, I met her tonight at the Tulip Mill and took her to the shelter along with a couple of others, but they were the only ones I managed to get out," she paused and glanced away, just for a second, before picking up the thread of her story, "the other girls were both passed out - long story, I'll tell you later - I'm going to check on them in a couple of hours. But Maya was awake, so we talked and... Kaz there's no easy way to say this, but she wants to kill you,"

Kaz almost laughed. So this was why Inej had come to him, instead of waiting for him near the shelter. The had a second place there, unbeknownst to the gangs or anyone else, except the liberated kids - in case they needed Inej.

"Invite her to join the queue,"

"This is different, Kaz. This isn't some random act of aggression or some boy from a rival gang who wants to prove himself. She hasn't just picked you because you're Dirtyhands, she's picked you because you're... you,"

Kaz collected their empty bowls and began to head towards the sink, before Inej tutted and took them out of his hands, swapping them for his cane. He leant against it, and pretended the relief wasn't palpable. Somehow it was still a bad thing to rely on her.

"How does this kid even know about me? The information she was sharing wasn't specific to the gang, she didn't know who she was talking to. Just that he paid her to talk, and to not talk to anyone else. Did Yen find out about the extra income?"

"I don't think so, but Maya didn't say much about it,"

"So what information, in your extreme wisdom regarding matters of life and death, did you manage to gain?"

Inej looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Information isn't my specialty anymore, Kaz,"

"Yes it is,"

She laughed, and Kaz closed his eyes to listen to the sound, but it was only short.

"She blames you for her indenture,"

Shit. No wonder Inej was mad at him.

"What do I have to do with that?"

"Apparently there was no choice but to sell her indenture to a mercher, when her father was in debt. The mercher died and her contract changed hands, several times, before it ended up with Yen,"

The tap hummed as Inej washed the plates. Kaz shifted his weight against his cane.

"She blames the man her father was in debt to," she glanced at him over her shoulder, "No prizes for guessing who,"

This wasn't sounding too good.

"And just for that she wants to kill me? So do a thousand other unlucky sods, Inej, I'm not concerned,"

"You also killed her father,"

Damn it.

"So, she wants to kill me. That doesn't mean she gets to. Doesn't really mean she even tries. I've killed a lot of people's family members, but I'm still standing here. Did you...?"

"Tell her we're married? Yes, Kaz, I'm that much of an idiot,"

"Alright, alright. Still, you might as well. Talk her down, take her back home and find some relative or whatever to take her. That's what you do, right?"

Inej rolled her eyes. She was now perching on top of the half wall between the little kitchen and dining spaces.

"She can't go back. She's a Fjerdan grisha, she wouldn't be safe. And as for relatives - anyone she's got would either kick her out or not dare the risk of taking her. But that's not the problem, Kaz,"

"Right, and remind me why we're more worried about this murderous little problem than any of the others?"

"Because she's different to the others, Kaz. She... well, she reminded me of you,"

"Oh," said Kaz, freezing for a second before slowly returning his watch to his pocket, even though he hadn't checked the time yet, "Then I guess we have a problem,"

Problem was an understatement, and both of them knew it. There was every chance that he was completely and utterly fucked.

#I'm so exciting to share this with you all! #this was so much fun #grishaverse #leigh bardugo #crooked kingdom #six of crows #inej ghafa #kaz brekker #kanej #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #nina zenik #matthias helvar #kaz x inej #inej x kaz #six of crows inej #six of crows kaz #*cries in kanej* #kanej brainrot #kanej fic #six of crows fanfiction #soc fic #six of crows fic #fan fic #Maya Olsen oc

[nicohischierz]

the start of something new: tyler duke

tagging: @ivy-34, @francesfarhadi, @hzstry8, @cixrosie, @itsnotgray, @estapa94, @trevs-swiftie, @heartz4hisch

tyler duke was the bane of your existence.

but he was also the only one who could help you even talk to the guy you were interested in.

when the younger duke brother approached you about tutoring him in biology, he had come with the ultimatum of helping you get with his teammate and friend.

“y/n l/n, what is going on between you and tyler duke?” your friend and cutter gauthier girlfriend asked.

you looked at her baffled, your eyebrows raised and head cocked to the side.

at that moment cutter, rutger and tyler walked over to you and sarah.

tyler stood next to you, cutter next to sarah and rutger in between the two couples.

"so y/n/n, now that you and duker are dating are we going to see you at the rink more?" rutger asked.

"rutger, remember i told you we're keeping it on the down low," tyler chastised.

the duke boy gave you a quick look before turning to his friends. rutger smiled and put his hands up in surrender.

you didn't get to say anything else as the bell rang and sarah dragged you to class without the boys.

since the morning you'd only seen tyler twice and never got to talk to him about your arrangement until it was the end of school.

"did you drive?" he asked.

you nodded and he smiled taking your hand in his. you tried staying put but tyler was stronger as he dragged you to the parking lot, gesturing for you to point to your car.

"tyler why the fuck do our friends think we're dating?" you asked immediately.

"jesus women, i don't know. cutter said he saw us on friday and then frank thought we were dating and they didn't take no for an answer," he explained quickly.

you groaned, hitting your head on the headrest.

"oh and my mum might also think we're dating because of the guys," he added.

you didn't say anything and instead continued driving to the duke house. tyler thought about what he could say without meeting his death but decided against anything.

"oh y/n/n, thank you so much for helping tyler," sharon thanked you, giving you a hug.

you hugged the older woman back, embracing her warmth. "of course mrs duke, anything for a friend," you forced the last bit out.

sharon wiggled her eyebrows at the two of you.

"okay mum, y/n and i are going to study," tyler excused the two of you.

not even give minutes later, tyler's mum came into his room with snacks and a question. "sweetie, you and your family are still coming over for thanksgiving right?"

you shrugged, in all honesty, your parents were out of town to celebrate thanksgiving with your sister and her boyfriend leaving you back at home because you had school.

"mum and dad went to see kayla," you answered, not really saying you were coming but also saying not saying you weren't.

sharon nodded. she was about to talk to ellen about making sure you come over seeing as your houses were next door to each other.

tyler knew his mother was going to make you come for lunch but he didn't want to ruin the fun so he stayed quiet, listening to you explain mitosis.

that's how you found yourself sat in between tyler and luke on thanksgiving surrounded by luke's teammates.

"so tyler and y/n/n, what's this i hear you guys are dating?" dylan asks.

you choke on your piece of turkey and luke spits his drink out as tyler tries to help you.

"where are you hearing this bullshit?" you asked.

dylan sealed his lips "i'm not revealing my secrets," he joked.

luke looked between you and tyler, the latter having his arm around your shoulder. the last time he spoke to you, you were cursing the ground tyler walked on. so saying luke was confused was a huge understatement.

"when did this happen?" luke asked, going into older brother mode.

although you were panicking a little as you and tyler never truly discussed the change in your relationship the younger duke brother had everything under control.

"lasy summer. when you guys went out one day, y/n/n and I headed out to get ice cream together. we decided that since it was our senior year we'd put a stop to the whole hating each other thing. after that I asked her out to the arcade," tyler answered.

you stared at him in awe.

'was the trip to the arcade really a date or did tyler make it up?' you thought to yourself

#the long game au #tyler duke imagine #nicohischierz writes

[gaybananabread]

On the off chance you've still got spots left, I want to offer some SpiderVerse numbers. >w<

Definitely 29 (Wake Up!) with Hobie getting tickled awake one too many times by Gwen, Pavitr, and/or Miles. I admit I wouldn't be able to pick just one.

I think it'd just be cute to see 7 (Flustered) with Miles and Gwen. Probably with her teasing and riling him up playfully, only for him to turn the tables when he finds out she's ticklish.

17 (Interrogation) with Pavitr trying and probably failing to keep a secret--probably the candy stash--from at least one of the others. I think it'd most likely be Hobie.

I'm tempted to say 10 (Ghost) with Lee Gwen, but I admit I don't have anything more specific than Ghost-Spider jokes. >w<

I hope you like them! I admit I'm tempted to write a couple of them myself if you can't use them. Have fun!

~Panda/Black Feathers

TickleTober Day 7 - Flustered

YOU'RE AMAZING ACK! I have been DYING to write some Spiderverse fics, and these are such fun ideas!  I've had a helluva time coming up with ideas. I'm gonna post links for the event on my masterpost when I'm done, so if you want I can tag on each one, but they'll all be on there at the end of the month. Once again, thank you, and Enjoy!

Lee: Gwen

Ler: Miles

Summary: Miles and Gwen step away for a peaceful moment to themselves. At least, that's what he thought before Gwen pokes fun and teases him. Lucky for him, he finds the perfect way to retaliate. 

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

Things across the Spiderverse had been…well, interesting. Since they’d sorted out the canon event fiascos, Miles had been brought into the new Society. They had obviously worked out some serious issues, and Miguel was forced into Anger Management with Dr. Spidey. Two broken fainting couches later, progress was pretty much on the rise. Overall, things were getting better. Better, and pretty chaotic.

Miles was going on at least two missions a day, both in and out of his dimension. The dimension he visited most, of course, was Gwen’s. He was in her dimension almost every day, either helping out with a villain or just grabbing some pizza or coffee. She had helped him get his grades up, even though his Spanish was kinda lacking. These visits were squeezed in between missions, homework, lectures, chores, and just general life stuff. Needless to say, he was relieved to have a day both off from Society work, school and home chores. 

Miles swung through the water-color streets of Earth-65, heading for Gwen’s place. Things had gotten easier with seeing her as well. Now that her dad knows, he can show up in his suit without issue. Finding her window open, he used his webs to sling-shot himself through the opening. Luckily, he went right through, skillfully landing on her bed. Good thing, too; she was right there, that would’ve been embarrassing. The blonde sat nearby in front of her drumset, rolling her eyes at nis entrance.

“Okay then, showoff. Gimme a sec to grab my bag; coffee as usual?” She set her sticks down, adjusting her beanie as she rooted through one of her doom-boxes for a specific bracelet. She found it, snapping the sunflower cord bracelet on and pulling off her hoodie, revealing her spider suit. Gwen had been dressed and pretty much ready to go before he even got there. Slinging her cross-body backpack on, she pulled her mask over her face and was good to go.

“Yeah, that’s cool. Was thinking of going somewhere quiet afterwards, if you wanna.” She hummed at the thought, nodding. “Sounds good to me. City’s actually been peaceful today, it’s kinda unsettling.” Miles just chuckled and gripped the window sill. He was glad her day had been as calm as his; they would have no problems getting some alone time together.

Miles leaned back, letting himself fall a few feet out her window before shooting out a web to catch himself. Gwen copied the action, adding a bit of flair with a twist and flip. He laughed, feeling the wind whip through the breathable fabric of his suit as he swung. 

They eventually reached the cafe, the kind barista more than used to seeing the two heroes suited-up and craving a caffeine fix. He knew their orders by heart, always whipping up their favorite pick-me-ups whenever he saw them enter. The man grabbed their drinks, bidding them goodbye as they swung away from the shop.

Finally, the pair made it to their quiet spot, resting atop a tower overlooking one of Gwen’s favorite parks. Just out of the way enough for them to safely unmask. They both pulled off their masks, taking long sips of their coffees. Miles hummed happily, feeling the heat warm him and the caffeine wake him up. “Mmm, I love that cafe. The guy’s so nice, ya know?” 

Gwen just chuckled, loving the smile that graced his lips. The drummer scooted closer, just about touching shoulders with her “friend”. “Yeah, think we’re his favorites. I’ll have to bring a nicer tip next time, he deserves it.” She sipped her own, loving the sweeter taste of her iced coffee. She watched as his cheeks warmed a bit, both from the heat of the coffee and her proximity. “You’re cute, you know that?”

That only made his blush darken, the reddish-pink now visible on his dark cheeks. “Shut it, you’ve got no room to talk.” He had meant for it to sound confident, though his voice was a bit higher than he would’ve liked. Stupid feelings…

No way was she stopping there. It was way too fun to tease the boy, getting the blushy reactions and shaky huffs from her words. “But it’s true, flower. Look, you’re blushing right now!” Her tone was playful and sweet, just the right mix of the two so she didn’t sound too flirty. Gwen brought her hand close to his face, playfully poking his cheeks.

He almost choked on his sip of coffee, swatting at her hand and trying to keep his thoughts in check. Flower? He hadn’t heard that one yet, though he definitely didn’t mind it. Still, he had an image to protect, however tattered and damaged it may have been. “Ugh, stop it!”

The growing blush on his face was possibly the cutest thing she’d seen all day. It was so easy to get to him, she had to abuse that fact every chance she got. “Neh, that’s just a you problem. Get less cute and I won’t have to call you out on it.”

Okay, now she’s trying to get me to blush… Miles shoved at her face, his palm pressing into her nose as he tried to put a little space between his blushing face and hers. Gwen just snickered, loving the reactions she was getting. “Wow, I finally have you tongue-tied, huh? Never thought the day would come, I’m kinda scared.”

He laughed a bit at that, finding her teases just a little funny. She yelped as he shoved her face away, lightly biting his hand just to be a gremlin. He definitely didn’t yelp, and he had absolutely no increase of any red coloring on his cheeks. His tone was a sad attempt at a tease, sounding more whiny than anything. “S-seriously, Gwanda?”

Gwen snorted at the silly name, once again reminded that Miles’s calling was definitely visual arts, not writing. “You’re so good at drawing, yet so bad at coming up with decent excuse stuff. How does that even work, blossom?” Her hand moved up, flicking his thick hair.

“Hey, watch the ‘do!” He grabbed her wrist, poking her now-exposed side. He had expected a grunt or groan, but not the strangled yelp the action received. His memories wandered to a few days prior, where Pavitr had been goofing around with Gwen. And, Pav being Pav, had decided to start something he couldn’t finish. The two had gotten into a tickle fight, which Miles definitely didn’t stick around to watch. Nevertheless, he had a perfect idea on how to retaliate to her teasing. 

Smirking, Miles tugged her arm up further, cupping the back of her head with his hand as he pinned her to the concrete rooftop. Once he was sure she wouldn’t hurt herself, he gathered both her wrists above her head, webbing them in place. Gwen wasn’t going anywhere.

“Mihiles- Miles wait!” The blonde squirmed and wriggled, trying to break the webs. Her efforts were fruitless, the silky material seemingly rooted in place. Gwen would apologize, but she wasn’t really sorry for anything. He was cute, it was her job to call him on it.

Miles smirked down at her, his cheeks still bearing a small amount of the rosy hue. “Yeah, don’t think so. Time for a taste of your own medicine!"

His fingers dug into her stomach, poking and pinching the tiny bit of pudge below her belly button. She squealed, not expecting the immediate attack on such a ticklish spot. “GYAA- MIHIHILES! NOHOHO!” 

Her laughter was honestly adorable, wild and happy as she squirmed around. Miles couldn’t help the way his cheeks heated back up, the red color once again burning his rich complexion. Gwen was too lost in laughter to notice, her eyes scrunched tight in mirth. “COHOME OHOHON! IHI- I DIHIDN’T DOHO THIHIHIS!”

That was true, though she did tease him. Her words snapped him out of his little trance, a smirk gracing his lips. “Hmm. Sounds like a you problem, Gwen.” She groaned through her laughter, hearing him quote her earlier sass. “DOHON’T USE MY WOHOHORDS AGAINST MEHEHEEE!” The end was a bit whinier than she would’ve liked, but it got the point across. 

“You deserve it. But fiiiine, I’ll move.” Miles moved up to her ribs, scratching between each bone. Her form-fitting spider suit offered little to no protection, and she had a good hour before the webs naturally dissolved. Miles would obviously stop way before then. Still, she knew that the only way out of this was through him. 

The ribs were, thankfully, not as bad as her stomach. Gwen’s loud laughter dwindled down to bubbly giggles, her arms straining as she tugged at the webs. “M-Mihihiles! Thihis is soho nohohot fahahahair!” 

Damn, why did her laugh have to be so cute? It didn’t matter if it was loud or squeaky, her happy sounds always put a smile on his face and a blush on his cheeks. Gwen would’ve teased him, but she was a bit busy giggling her head off at the moment. Maybe he could use his flustered dilemma to his advantage. “And you said I was cute. Look’it you, you’re giggling as much as Mayday.”

Gwen felt her own cheeks getting pink, the silly teases, tickles, and Miles’s smile was flustering her a bit more than she’d like to admit. She completely deserved it, but still. The tickling wasn’t inherently unbearable, though it definitely got to her. Mainly, it was Miles. His warm yet mischievous smile, dumb teases, nimble fingers and rosy cheeks were melting her brain to a giddy soup. “Shuhut ihihit!”

The park was quiet, Gwen’s silly sounds filling the otherwise peaceful air. From the rooftop, nobody could really hear them, save for a few loud squeals or squeaks. It was just the birds, Miles, Gwen and her lively giggling.

Soon enough, Gwen’s cheeks grew sore, her eyes slightly watering at the edges. Her bright red face was telling enough, a clear signal that it was time to stop. Miles stilled his fingers, only a bit dissapointed he didn’t get to try many spots. He’d have plenty of time later. “You alive down there?”

She grumbled some choice words, burying her blushing face in her shoulder. Miles was a bit better off, his own blush now a faint glow. “That’s a solid maybe.” He chuckled, tearing the webbing and freeing his fellow spider person’s hands. Gwen immediately hugged herself, rubbing at her tingling ribs. “You’re free, giggles~”

That earned him a foot to the hip. His spider sense had warned him in advance, though he let her get the small hit in. Miles raised his hands in defeat, struggling not to laugh. “Ohokay, okay! I’m done, promise.”

“Youhu suck, Morales!” Gwen finally sat back up, fully recovered from his attack. A small blush still tinted her cheeks, though neither of them dared mention it. He did, however, want to joke around a bit. “Only when you need it.”

Another foot to the hip, though he dodged it that time. The other hero got to her feet, wobbling slightly before she found her footing. Experimentally shooting out a web, she swung a few feet, giving herself permission to swing around the city again. Her next web shot was aimed at Miles, nailing him in the chest and pulling him closer. “You’re lucky you didn’t kill me! Could’ve left the whole city in shambles.”

He just laughed, feeling the butterflies swarm in his stomach at the sudden closeness. Another joke was attempted, though it sounded more bashful than anything. “At least you’re pretty when you giggle. Hell’uva way to go out, all adorable blushes and cute smilin’.” 

Gwen bit her lip, his words echoing through his head. Adorable, cute, pretty... Her eyes darted to his full lips, imagining a common scenario that played through her head more times than she was willing to admit around the boy. It was then when she noticed just how close she’d tugged Miles in. Awkwardly chuckling, she looked away, releasing the web tethered to his chest and pulling her mussed up hair back. “Whatever, smiles. You’re worse than I am, a stoplight could get jealous of your blushes.”

He rolled his eyes, tugging the black fabirc of his mask snugly over his face. It did little to hide his emotions though, the expressive bug-eyes conveying his feelings just fine. They had brushed off the small moment, as they had hundreds of times before. Mutual pining would only take them so far, but neither was feeling bold enough to take any action right then. “Zip it. You should’a seen your face a few minutes ago, those cheeks were red as Peter’s suit.”

An empty coffee cup was chucked at his head, though he easily dodged and sent it soaring for the nearby park’s recycling bin. The playful banter continued, even as they left the park and started their patrol. Neither one of the spiderlings could get the happy, warm smiles off their faces as they spoke. Best slow day ever…

#atsv tickles #lee!miles #ler!gwen #ticklish!miles #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #tickle #spiderverse tickles #across the spiderverse tickles #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv miles #atsv gwen #gwiles

[karizard-ao3]

Hi Karizard! Just finished reading Clueless Teens in like … two sittings - it’s legit the best school caste au fic I’ve come across, i love it so much. I know Eremika is the main focus but holy shit ur Aruani is! So sweet! 😭 Would you ever consider writing more Aruani stuff in the future?

Aw, thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! I tend to include Aruani as a side ship in my longer fics. They feature in Anamnesis but I didn't tag them as a ship because they do not have a happy ending together and it's pretty much just solid angst between them throughout lol.

I'm still working on finishing my single parents au wip, but Aruani are the other couple in it. They, of course, don't show up as much as Eremika, but they are in it and they deal with changes to their relationship due to becoming new parents.

I'm going to share a little snippet, as a treat (also, I'm chomping at the bit to get this finished and posted, so I want very badly to share scenes and whatnot).

Here, Armin and Annie bring their baby on his first outing, meeting up with Eren, Mikasa, and their kids at the playground.

BEGIN SCENE!

Annie made sure Alexander was secure in his sling while Armin grabbed the diaper bag and slung it over his shoulder. 

"Is he okay in there?" he fretted. "You're sure he won't fall out or smother?"

"Maybe the sling wasn't a good idea…" said Annie, looking up at the other families occupying the playground near Eren and Mikasa’s houses. "Maybe bringing him out at all wasn't a good idea…" 

She bit her lip and glanced over towards where Eren and Mikasa were watching their kids play. Mason was running back and forth across the play structure’s bridge, doing spin kicks at each landing, while Adriana squealed and hollered because Eren was wiping her nose when she wanted to play. She had been a snotty, coughing mess all morning, he’d warned them, adding, “But don’t worry. The doctor said she’s not contagious, just gross.”

So maybe Adri wasn't an infection risk, but what about all these other kids? Annie held Alexander protectively against her body. He made a grunting sound, bobbing his fists and looking up at her. She glanced down at him just in time to see his face screw up and relax as he farted. Her heart swelled. "We're going to bring you home so none of these rowdy little shits can get you sick," she cooed. 

Alexander grunted again, not comprehending but pleased to be part of the conversation.

"Armin, we're going," said Annie.

"Sounds good!" said Armin, opening the car door he had just closed and stowing the diaper bag back inside.

Across the park lawn, Mikasa smacked Eren's arm and pointed at them.

"Ope!" he said, setting Adri free and jogging across the grass to the Arlerts. "Don't even think about it!" he said, stopping next to them. "You told us you were going crazy stuck at home. Now that the baby has his shots and it’s warming up, it's time for you two to get out of the house. He’ll be fine. You don’t need to keep him in a bubble."

"Look," said Armin. "I know it probably seems like we're being excessive to you, but you don't know what it's like having a child with medical issues."

Eren gaped at him. “Seriously?”

"What?" said Armin. "You don't."

"My kid literally can't breathe without daily steroids and gets bronchitis multiple times a year," said Eren, his eyebrows dropping into a dangerous line across his face. "What is Alexander's chronic illness?"

Armin averted his eyes. 

"Sorry. I didn't hear you. What was it again?" said Eren. He was in a far worse mood than usual.

"Nothing," grumbled Armin. "The doctor gave him a clean bill of health.”

“Oh!” said Eren. “How interesting!” 

“But his immune system is still immature so we have to be careful with him,” Armin persisted.

Eren held up his hands. "Fine. But if you keep sheltering him from everything like this, Alexander is going to turn out like you," he warned.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Armin demanded. "My parents did a great job!"

Annie reached past him to open the car door and get the diaper bag back out. “I guess a little fresh air and sunshine wouldn’t hurt.”

Armin turned to look at her, the betrayal evident all over his face. 

"I love you so much, baby," she said. "Just the way you are."

"That's not really what it seems like right now!" said Armin.

"No, really!" said Annie. "You're so intelligent and handsome and talented!"

"But?" said Armin, folding his arms.

"No buts," said Annie, heading towards Mikasa. "It's just that my dad didn't coddle me at all and I'm much less…"

"Much less what?" said Armin, scowling and chasing after her.

"Um... Prissy," said Annie. 

“We are talking more about this at home,” said Armin.

“Yes, dear,” said Annie.

“Tan I see the baby?” Adri squealed as soon as she noticed the Arlerts had finally joined them, chugging down the play structure steps as fast as her little legs could carry her and wiping her snot on her pudgy wrist.

Annie closed her eyes, took a deep, stabilizing breath and kneeled down so Adri could see Alexander. 

“Hello little Aleskander!” Adri said, then sneezed in his face, spraying him in spit.

Alexander gasped, his eyes popping open wide and his arms flinging out to his sides. “Oh, god…” groaned Annie.

Armin glared at Eren.

“Sorry little guy! I promise she’s not contagious,” said Eren, snatching his backpack from the ground and pulling out a pack of wipes. Alexander’s fists were bopping a mile a minute. His run-in with Adri had been very exciting. Eren held out the pack of wipes for Annie and she extracted one, using it to clean her son’s face while he aired his grievances in a thin wail. He was no longer enjoying his grand adventure now that it included being subjected to torture. 

“He’s crying,” Mason observed, skipping toward them to see the new baby. “Maybe he’s hungry. Mom, can I have a snack?”

“Tan I have one, too?” said Adri.

“I might have something,” said Mikasa. She hadn’t packed anything besides her and Mason’s lunches because they were going to be eating so soon but she might have a bag of chips or a protein bar in her purse that the kids could split.

“I’ll give Aleskander his bottle,” Adri said, putting her hands on her hips and inspecting the baby with an officious nod. “I’s going to take very good care of him.”

Mason grabbed his hair. “You know what? I can’t take it anymore, Adriana!” he shouted. “It’s I’m! Not I’s! You are saying it wrong! You say everything wrong! How can you be so dumb?”

"Mason!" said Mikasa.

Adriana’s face twisted with rage and she punched him.

“Ow!” Mason yelped. “She hit me!”

“Adriana May Jaeger!” Eren barked.

“I think she gave me internal bleeding,” Mason moaned, doubling over and clutching his stomach.

“He said I’s dumb!” Adriana howled.

“I’m,” Mason screeched. “You’re supposed to say I’m! Did you learn to talk at upside-down school?”

“I’s! Too! Little! For! Stool!” Adriana shrieked, punching him again.

“My organs!” Mason wailed.

“Kids with busted organs don’t get to play at the playground,” said Mikasa, sifting through her giant bag with greater urgency. Maybe if their mouths were occupied with chewing, the kids would stop screaming at each other. “Kids with busted organs have to go to the hospital.”

Mason eyed her, then straightened with theatrical uncertainty, patting his abdomen. “Hey! It doesn’t hurt anymore! ” he said as if he were as shocked by the news as any of them. “I’m okay!”

“A miracle,” said Mikasa.

END SCENE!

#ask me things #my asks #answered asks #armin arlert #annie leonhart #aruani #eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #eremika #single parents au #writing wip #fic wip #fic writing #sneak peek #wip scene #rough draft #current wip

[littleseasiren]

Fight for me - Part 4

Summary: After years in an abusive relationship, you finally get out. When the Avengers decide to raise awareness for your Woman's Shelter, you bump into Bucky Barnes, the hottest, most complicated man you've ever met. He thinks you're too good for him, but when your abusive ex reappears, Bucky knows he has to keep you safe - by any means necessary.

Pairing: Beefy!Bucky x reader

Warnings: Language, kissing, violence at the end (not against reader or Bucky)

Words: ~ 3000

A/N: Grammarly is my beta reader, so any mistakes are my own. If you want to be added to my tag list, please comment or message me. Comments and reblogs will be appreciated. Thanks for reading!

Series Masterlist

In the morning you find yourself in the kitchen, talking to Wanda who's making pancakes for breakfast.

"So, it seems someone had an interesting night. Want to talk about it?" Wanda asks as she flips a pancake.

An interesting night? More like an amazing night... you chuckle to yourself. "How do you know? Did you see it in my mind or something?"

"I don't do that unless other people's lives depend on it. You're just easy to read. I can feel your excitement," she winks at you before sliding a couple of pancakes in your plate.

"Oh," you think back on the late-night chat you had with Bucky, at how amazing the kiss was between the two of you. "Bucky and I kissed..." you grin at her.

"Yes! Finally, something good happened in the tower for once. How was it?" She leans over the kitchen nook, staring at you intently.

"It was amazing Wanda. He was so incredibly sweet and considerate, asking me how he could make me comfortable. He didn't grab me, didn't push me into anything... Honestly, it was just perfect. And the kiss - I swear I saw stars when our lips met," you whisper eyes lighting up at the memory.

"Awe, you two are adorable. Natasha's going to be so jealous when she finds out she missed this! I told her it was bound to happen. Even I can see there's something between the two of you." Walking back to the pancakes, she continues to heap more onto a separate plate. When you woke up this morning, you found out Natasha had been assigned to an unexpected mission and had left at sunrise.

"Yeah, Bucky's just different, you know? Never in my wildest dreams would I think I'd be ready for someone new, but I guess life has its plans."

"Well, it makes sense that you two are good together. You both have had some crappy things happen to you in the past, maybe you two found each other so you could help each other. Make each other better..."

"Yeah, maybe. Jeeze, I'm getting ahead of myself, we haven't even been on a date yet." You take a bite of your pancake and hum in delight. "You make a mean pancake Wanda."

"Thanks, hon. Here let me add a couple more before the guys get here and eat everything." She quickly adds to your plate, making you wonder how you will ever be able to finish so much food. "Steve and Bucky went on their morning run. Sam decided to join them today so be prepared for a lot of complaining from him. He hates it when they run circles around him. They should be back any minute now."

Just as she's finished talking, you both hear loud voices coming towards the kitchen. "You two are going to kill me! I'm not a super soldier that can run super fast and has endurance for days! I'm just a normal man!"

"Sam, we told you to take your time. You didn't have to try and keep up with us." Steve says as the three of them enter the kitchen, making Wanda roll her eyes at them.

"I could have kept up if the Bionic Man over here wasn't running around like a puppy on a sugar rush!"

"Sorry Sam," Bucky says as he grins at you. "I had a good night."

"Yeah, I'd say," Wanda says under her breath, your eyes widening at her comment.

You know Steve must have heard her comment but, being the gentleman he is, he doesn't say anything and just smiles at you. Wanda hands each of the men a plate with pancakes, Bucky and Steve's plates piled high. Steve and Sam keep Wanda occupied at the counter while Bucky slowly walks to you. "May I?" He indicates to the empty seat next to you.

"Of course, have a seat."

He sets his plate down and then turns towards you, rubbing his jaw. "So, I have to ask. When you agreed to go on a date with me, was it just something you agreed to late at night, or do you really want to go on a date with me?"

"Yes, I really want to go out on a date with you," you softly touch his jaw, "can we go out tonight? Or are you Avengers busy tonight?"

He leans into your touch, smiling at you. "I don't care if we're busy or not. I'll pick you up at seven?"

"Perfect," you whisper to him as you both lean in for a quick kiss.

Just before seven he pulls up and finds you waiting for him. When he steps out of the car, he eyes you up and down, giving you a lopsided grin. "Doll, you look exquisite. But you didn't have to wait for me, I could have come in and walked you out."

"I didn't want Martha to give you trouble and convince you I'm not worth the effort." You bite your lip, nervous now that he's here. When was the last time you went out on a date?

"Hey, look at me." Your eyes shoot up to his. "I'm not afraid of that old broad, you are worth everything. I'm still astounded that you want to go out with me."

"You're so sweet Bucky." He opens the car door for you as you walk closer. Holding onto the door, he asks, "Can I get a kiss for being so sweet?"

He's grinning down at you, but the look in his eyes shows you how eager he is to be close to you once again. With your heels on, it's easier to reach up and slowly clasp your hands behind his neck and pull him closer, kissing him and showing him how much you missed him.

"Come on doll. Let's get out of the street before I get other ideas. I hope you are ok with Chinese. Heard from a birdie it's one of your favourites," he says as he helps you into the car. He quickly runs over to his seat.

"I love it! I'm betting Wanda is your informant right? Since Nat left early this morning?"

The corner of his mouth lifts. "Afraid not, doll. Natasha and I go way back, so she gave me the inside scoop first thing this morning."

"Yeah, she's a good friend. Wait - what do you mean you two go way back? I thought the team only found you a couple of months ago?"

Bucky's mouth sets in a hard line, his brows knitted. "Um, guess you don't know. He - I - I mean we met when we both were still in Hydra. The Winter Soldier taught a lot of the young Widows, Nat included. Took me a while to remember but she helped fill in the blanks." He glances at you, worried about how you would take the information.

"So I don't have to worry about competing with the Black Widow for your affection?" You pout playfully, making Bucky chuckle in surprise, once again relaxing his shoulders.

"No doll, I'm all yours."

When you arrive at the restaurant, Bucky charmingly opens the door for you, helping you out of the car and into the venue.

"I hear they have the best steamed pork buns here." His deep voice calls out as you glance down at the menu.

"Ooh! They're my favourite! Can we get some? I know they're expensive but they're so yummy!"

"Of course. We can get anything we want. If you decide you want everything on the menu we can get that too. Tony gave me this fancy credit card with a huge salary for going on missions. Want to help me make a dent in it?"

Eyes beaming with happiness, you and Bucky go over the whole menu, deciding on what you would like to order and share.

"I think we have enough food to feed a small army," you giggle. "Or a normal woman and a beefy super soldier, with some leftovers perhaps."

"Since you know me, I'm not going to pretend to be a gentleman and not eat everything on this table. But we'll definitely order more, just so we have leftovers. Everybody knows Chinese food tastes amazing the next day too..."

"Exactly! Bucky Barnes, you just might be the perfect man..." you both laugh, drinking your wine and eating when the food arrives.

"So, why were you up so late last night or rather this morning?" You question.

"Honestly, I don't sleep a lot. I... I still have a lot of nightmares, about being him again, about all the bad things I've done... I dream about being their puppet and going on missions again, about being back in that chair," his eyes are distant as he tells you, the memories never leaving his mind.

"Is Hydra - were they involved in your metal arm?"

"Uh, mostly yes. We, the Howling Commandos, were on a train high up on a mountain cliff, trying to stop Hydra. They had this advanced weaponry, and one blast opened the train wall. I fell off the train, into the icy snow, most likely hitting my arm on the way down. I thought I would die there from the cold. When I heard voices, I thought Steve had found me. But, as you can guess, it was Hydra. According to the files, by that time my arm was so damaged that they had to amputate it and decided to give me this," he wiggles his metal arm.

"I'm so sorry, Bucky. That- I can't even imagine what the past seventy years must have been like for you."

"Thanks, doll. I'm afraid to ask, but I'm pretty sure you can understand a little bit what it's been like. Your life hasn't been all sunshine and rainbows either. That's why you couldn't sleep last night, right?"

"A big part of it, yes. Last night I just remembered that my ex wouldn't let me have friends, he wanted me for himself. He would have done everything he could to remove people like Natasha and Wanda from my life. Definitely wouldn't have even allowed me to meet someone like you. Someone who could take him on and probably win."

"You didn't have any friends? For how long?"

You shake your head, "Nope, no friends. For as long as I was with him. The one friend who dared to reach out, who went to visit me to help me leave him, she didn't make it. He broke her jaw and when she was in ICU there was a mistake and they gave her penicillin, which she was allergic to. She died in the hospital. After that, he got a lot more violent until I got out..."

You look down and see a crack in his wine glass, his knuckles white with how hard he was trying to control himself.

"It's ok, Bucky. I got out..." you gently touch his fist, trying to calm him down.

His eyes darken, his expression is serious and somber. "Doll, you can't ever tell me his name. If I... If I can find him, I'll fucking kill him. And no one will ever discover his rotting corpse." He gently takes your hand, the cool metal an amazing contrast to your warm hand.

"I know Bucky. I know..." You both lean in for a short kiss, taking strength from each other's presence.

Your first date with Bucky turned out to last more than three hours, the conversation flowing between the two of you. You talked about all the serious things, like Bucky's mother and sister who had passed away while he had been Hydra's captive. You told him about the evening your ex forced you to say such awful things to your family, making sure you could never go to them for help, the disgust in yourself evident in your voice. But you also discussed trivial things like music and movies, your favourite colours and your favourite seasons.

Driving back to the shelter, you hold his right arm, playing with the veins popping out of his hand, your mind and stomach content at the amazing night the two of you had. "I had a great time tonight, thanks Bucky."

"I should be the one thanking you, doll. I'm honoured that such a beautiful woman would be willing to go out with an ancient man like me."

You giggle as he winks at you. "Guess I have a thing for older men," you can't help but tease him.

"Phew, that's a good thing. Think you can let this old man take you on a second date tomorrow?"

Pulling to a stop, he helps you out of the car once more. "Can I kiss you again, doll?" He slowly inches closer to you, his hands back in his pockets.

"I'd love to Bucky." You feel like your heart is going to burst out of your chest with how happy you are.

Instead of answering, you bridge the gap between the two of you and lean into him, running your fingers over his sculpted jaw before standing on your toes to kiss him, grasping onto his shirt to pull him closer.

His tongue strokes yours, deepening the kiss, pouring all the passion and desire you have for each other into it. You want to be as close as possible to him, you want to never let him go, you want him to... Breaking the kiss, you look up at him. His eyes are dark with desire, and only a small bit of blue can be seen.

"Hold me, Bucky. Please. I'm not afraid of you," he sees the trust in your eyes and slowly complies to your request. His metal hand grasps your waist, while his flesh hand cups your cheek as he kisses you again. Goosebumps form on your skin at his touch, his big hand grasping you from your ear to the back of your neck, pulling you impossibly closer. Breathing heavily, you both pour everything into the kiss, tasting each other.

At the hoot of a horn, you two pull apart, Bucky glaring at the cabbie cheering you on as he drives past. "You make me crazy, doll." His mouth curves into a smile, eyes twinkling with delight.

"Let me walk you-" you look up at him, wondering why he's quiet all of a sudden. He studies the shelter, seemingly sniffing the air and cocking his head to the side to listen. Before you even realise he's moved, he's already reached into the car's glove compartment and pulled out a gun.

Your heart is beating a thousand miles an hour. "No, I'm not leaving you Bucky." When he starts to reply, you interrupt him and repeat your answer. "I feel safer with you. And I need to know what's happening."

He says your name as he stares down at you making sure you are listening. "Something is wrong in there. I need you to climb in the car and drive to the tower, ok?"

He stares at you, making you worry he will press the issue. His metal hand rubs his forehead as he sighs. "Ok, but you do exactly what I say. Understood?" His voice is that of a Sergeant's, full of command.

"I understand," you reply instantly.

"I'll lead and you stay behind me. Grab onto my belt and don't let go. You got me?" he asks as he lifts your chin so your eyes meet his.

"Got it."

You grab onto his belt as he holds the gun firmly in his right hand, cupping it with his left. With darkness around you, the two of you step into the building, the doors wide open. Not a single lock in place. Slowly the two of you check every room, before starting to walk to the kitchen and dining area. You hear Bucky sniff once more. Reaching into his pocket with his left hand, he grasps his cell phone and hands it back to you.

"I need you to call Steve for me, Y/N. It's the same as yours, speed dial one. Tell him to get here now, I smell blood."

With a trembling hand, you do as he says. Steve answers on the second ring as you slowly advance behind Bucky on your way to the dining room.

"Hey, Buck -" Steve starts to say but you interrupt him.

"Steve, it's me Y/N. There's something wrong at the shelter. Bucky has his gun out and he says he smells blood. You need to get here right away."

You expect him to ask more questions but you can already hear Steve move around. "I'm on my way. Stay on the line with me, ok?" you agree as you hear him shout to Sam to go with him.

You can't stop your loud scream when you and Bucky finally enter the large dining room, your hand slipping from his belt. The first thing you see is all the blood on the floor, the bodies of the other women you live with lying stiff on the ground. Blood is spattered on the walls, some even on the ceiling. Bucky spins around and grasps you to him, pulling you into his chest, and blocking the rest of the room from you.

Nausea hounds you as you hear Steve shouting on the phone, your mind miles away. Bucky softly takes the phone from you, speaking to Steve. "Steve, you're going to need the police and ambulance too. And they need to bring body bags - a lot of them. I need to get Y/N out of here. I'm bringing her to the tower. "

"Come on Y/N," Bucky softly grabs your shoulders and turns you around. "We need to leave, now. You don't need to see the rest of it."

The rest of what? You thought you had seen everything... Everything except for what was behind Bucky's large back...

Bucky didn't expect you to turn around, so you take him by surprise as you run past him into the dining room once more.

"Doll!" He calls after you, running to your side. He pulls you into his chest when sobs shake your whole body, the words written in blood printed in your mind permanently.

He won't be able to stop me Y/N. I'm coming for you, my pet.

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@dottirose @cjand10 @morganmofresh

#bucky x y/n #bucky barns x reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky angst #bucky fluff #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #the avengers #sam wilson

[jambusaur]

the new guide to getting free sapphires/memberships on animal jam in 2023!

i love playing animal jam. some say i love playing animal jam too much! but what i don't love is spending money to do something in a game when i can do the exact same thing for free.

in fact, i've made it my personal goal to enjoy both versions of animal jam (classic and play wild) as much as i possibly can without spending a single penny.

some people are unaware of the fact that animal jam play wild memberships apply to both ajpw and aj classic, so i'm gonna walk you through how to get and maintain a free ajpw membership using some easy peasy methods!

click the "read more" thingie if you're interested :)

background information

in ajpw, you can buy a month-long membership for 600 sapphires in the sapphire shop located in jamaa township.

you can also buy a den item called a "my shop" there for 100 sapphires.

a shop lets you sell items for sapphires or gems. keep in mind, however, that if you're a nonmember, there's a fee taken out of any sales you make.

a shop is ideally going to be the first thing you purchase once you get 100 sapphires!

getting the initial 100 sapphires

getting your first 100 sapphires can take some time, but there are a lot of ways to speed that process up!

logging into ajpw every day

on most days, you have 3 possibilities when spinning the wheel: gems, 5 sapphires, or an item.

on wednesdays, the possibilities change to 5 sapphires, 10 sapphires, or 20 sapphires. getting a 20 sapphire spin on a wednesday can really help you out!

the possibilities also change on mondays: gems, 5 sapphires, or a clothing/den item with a rare tag.

in the beginning, it's really important to log in as many days as you can, especially because you can get 10 sapphires every month just by logging in for 15 total days (depending on the number of days in the month).

one more thing to mention about daily logins: a "new day" in ajpw might turn over at a weird time for you, depending on your timezone. i'm honestly not really sure what timezone ajpw is in, but i know that a new day in ajpw turns over at 8:00 PM EST for me.

it can be really helpful to know what time a new ajpw day turns over for you, especially if you're busy throughout the day and need to plan out when you can log in to get your daily reward.

if you don't want to manually figure it out by guessing what time a new ajpw day turns over for you, there's another easy way! you can join the unofficial animal jam community discord server (this isn't an ad i swear LMAO), and once you're verified in that server, you can check the #game-updates channel. that discord server is really good at posting about ingame updates right when they go out, so you can scroll through the #game-updates channel and look at the time stamps of messages to determine when a new day turns over for you. here's a link to the discord server if that's how you want to do it:

(let me know if there's any problems with that invite link, i'm pretty sure i got it to work tho!)

playing minigames

if you open the minigames screen, you'll notice that there's a sapphire icon on the right side of the popup.

clicking that will show you your progress in every minigame.

there are 3 gift boxes of rewards for playing each minigame. the first gift box gives you 5 sapphires, the second gives you 10, and the third gives you 15.

touch tank is definitely the easiest minigame to beat first. after that, it kind of depends upon your own preferences? i personally love overflow, fast foodies, and jamaa derby!

leveling up, gem tree, & dig sites

these three ways of getting sapphires only give you small amounts, so i'm grouping them together!

once you join a pack in ajpw, you have access to the alpha hideout and pack hideout.

every day, going to your pack hideout gives you exp towards leveling up (i don't think going to your alpha hideout gives you exp though, so make sure it's the pack hideout). leveling up can give you rewards, including small amounts of sapphires! it's a good passive way to earn a couple sapphires here and there and, in case you were curious, here's a link to all the level-up rewards!

at your pack hideout, you can also find a gem tree, which looks like this:

gem trees are in different locations based on which hideout your pack has. the image above was taken in the greely pack hideout, but every hideout has a gem tree!

if you click on the gem tree, you can either earn gems or, more uncommonly, small amounts of sapphires. the gem tree replenishes every hour, so try to click it as often as you can!

another way to earn a few sapphires is to click on golden shovel dig sites:

fun fact, there's always at least one golden shovel dig site on the ajpw map at all times. and you can tell if the land you entered has a dig site in it by listening for a sound effect that'll play right when you enter it. i can't really describe the sound effect, but it's like, magical? idk. you'll know it when you hear it! you might want to turn down the music volume in your ingame settings though if you want to hear it better.

the sound effect makes it really easy to find dig sites- you can just go to random areas of the map and listen for it! this is what it'll look like once you find a dig site and click on it:

sapphires are going to show up as a 2 by 2 square on the grid.

sapphire drops

the final way to earn sapphires in ajpw that i'm going to talk about is sapphire drops. sometimes when you're roaming around, you might get a popup like this at the top of your screen:

that means that someone used a super sapphire potion (which can be bought in the phantom dimension for 3500 phantom tokens), and if you walk around a bit, you'll find a big sapphire on the ground like this:

click on it!! you'll get 3 free sapphires!!

(super sapphire potion images are from the ajpw fandom wiki!)

getting the next 600 sapphires

now that you have a shop, you're going to want to sell as much as you can to get the next 600 sapphires. you can sell pretty much anything, but here's some of my favorite things to sell!

before i go into this though, i want to talk about a REALLY important part of selling your items: the shop explorer!

when selling items, even as a nonmember, you have the ability to list your item in the shop explorer.

clicking that toggle will put your item in the shop explorer located in coral canyons.

this means that anybody who wants your item can search for it and see a list of everybody selling that item.

once you list something in the shop explorer, it's there for 3 days. once the 3 days runs out, your item is no longer in the shop explorer, but it's still in your shop in your den. you can relist an item in the shop explorer by relisting it in your shop and clicking the toggle again.

now here's my favorite things to sell!

rare plushies

i sell my rare plushies really cheap so they sell faster, but honestly, they're super easy to get, so selling them for 5 sapphires each really isn't a waste at all!

to get rare plushies, you're going to need "the superclaw" which can be bought in the sapphire shop for 100 sapphires...BUT DON'T BUY IT.

the great thing about the superclaw is that, if you know someone who has one in their den, you can go to their den and use theirs! my den is always open with a superclaw for anyone to use :) my username is jambusaur and the superclaw is directly left of where you spawn in.

the superclaw is very simple to play, but it can get boring pretty quickly. that's why i made an autoclicker script that i can run overnight using autohotkey! if you're interested in using something like that for yourself, dm me and i'll walk you through making one :) fair warning though, you're going to need to download two things (autohotkey and a specific mouse coordinates finder), but i've been using those two things for years and they haven't given me any trouble or viruses or whatever!

after you've played the superclaw for a while, you might've gotten lucky and found a rare phantom plushie!

these guys sell for a bit more than a normal rare plushie! i usually sell them for 22 sapphires, but you're probably going to want to check the shop explorer in coral canyons before you list them, just to make sure that you're selling them for a reasonable price.

treasure chest items

after doing some golden shovel dig sites, you've probably gotten a couple treasure chests. placing them in your den and clicking on them will give you an item.

these items are usually not really worth much, but some of them can be sold for decent amounts of sapphires. the best way to check if you should sell a treasure chest item is by checking the shop explorer in coral canyons!

after doing these things for a while, you should eventually get 600 sapphires to buy a membership! WOOOO! with that membership, you'll now get daily rewards of 5 sapphires, you'll be able to open pack chest rewards, you'll be able to send pets on expeditions, and much more.

pet expeditions are a big topic on their own, so i'm not going to explain them here, but i'll update this post if i ever end up making a pet expedition guide!

now that you have a membership, you might be wondering, how can you earn enough sapphires monthly to keep that membership?

it's pretty much the same process as getting the first 600 sapphires! selling items in your shop will be easier though because you won't get the "nonmember tax" taken out.

that's all that i have for now! if you have any other questions or if you think i missed something important, feel free to dm me or send an ask in. thank you so much for reading through this post, and thank you even more for waiting for this post to come out!

#jamblr #wild works #animal jam #animal jam play wild #ajpw #aj

[stratossphere]

If you were interested in making a cheater part two I’d be all over that omg

cheater cheater pt. 2 | j.k

johnny’s got a fucking attitude again, and you’re getting really sick of it (pt. 1 here!)

warnings: smut, reader smokes, knoxville is an asshole in this one, mentions of drugs, a lot of arguing, protected sex, rough sex, hair pulling, light spanking, no happy ending

word count: 5.9k

a/n: this one has been sitting unfinished in my drafts for a long time, and i found a new love for it again and finished it :) once again, i in no way see johnny as a cheater at all, and this is just a fictional scenario!

tags: @asskickedbygirl @kristinee @lizey-thornberry @faceache111 (lmk if you want to be added!)

— —

You and Johnny were at it again. You’d been starting to slowly ease up on each other the month before, and things had even started to look up for you a little bit, but that was until he decided to stay with his stupid girlfriend while continuing to try getting in your pants at every available opportunity.

So, you were right back to fighting during almost every single interaction you had, and it wasn't like you were letting up now. You were all staying in a hotel in Rockford, Maine after getting pinched and fucked with by giant lobsters all day, and everyone had slowly made their way down to start their night of mind-numbing intoxication at the hotel bar.

"This is dumb. Why are we doing this." Ryan grumbled as you and him drank on the steps that led down to the bar despite the fact that everyone else was in an actual group playing pool just on the other side of the wall. Bam wasn't there yet, and had left to go make a drug deal after losing at rock, paper, scissors, so it was just the two of you for now.

"I told you already. PJ is really mad at me because I shouted at him on set, and he told me we'd 'talk about it later', so I'm hiding from him." You re-explained, sighing woefully as you glanced up at the NO SMOKING sign for the millionth time. You really needed a cigarette, but not bad enough to get lectured by hotel staff. You were already pushing it by technically drinking outside of the bar.

"Why the fuck do you care? All you two do is scream at each other. You love arguing." Ryan shot you a look, because he clearly wasn't having fun being away from the group, which made you thankful that he was sacrificing his night to stay with you. You shrugged.

"Because he keeps screaming in my face about everything that I do and it's annoying me." You took a long drink of your rum and coke at that thought, because one could only take so much first-come-to-mind insults about their romantic habits before they started to get a little sick of it. Ryan sighed.

"I told you I'd talk to that fucker about that. If anyone deserves to get their shit rocked right now, it's him." Ryan gave you a serious look, because you knew he definitely meant it, while you just waved him off.

"Hey. If he wants to bury his face in some blonde's fake tits and cry about how much he misses me, I'm not gonna stop him." You sighed, referencing his girlfriend, who you'd discovered was named Mandy. "I mean, she knows that we hook up sometimes. It's not like they're on the heavenly path to marriage."

"I don't know, man. Do the goods even outweigh the bads with him anymore?" And here Ryan went with his 'let's ponder your shitty situation and bad decisions' talk again like you wanted to think about any of that shit. Thankfully, at that exact moment, someone interrupted you from behind.

"What up, you fuckin' losers?" Bam was, for once, your savior in that moment as he trampled down the stairs, a lit cigarette between his lips as he almost stepped right on you getting down to the step in front of you. "Why the hell are you sitting out here?"

"Y/n’s afraid of Knoxville." Ryan said immediately, handing Bam the beer that he’d saved from the bar for him as he plopped down on the step below you. Bam groaned.

"Dude. I don't want to listen to this anymore. You two need to like, officially separate." He said impatiently, passing his lit cigarette over to you once he glanced up at the NO SMOKING sign right in front of your faces.

"That's what I s—"

"Guys! Shut up! I'm not scared of Johnny, and we are separated." You snapped, shooting both of them a look that dared them to speak another word. "I'm a fucking adult. I can make adult decisions and deal with the adult consequences without your opinions."

"You can't be completely separated if his dick's still in you." Bam tried to mutter that little tidbit quiet enough to where only Ryan heard it, but he'd always been bad at whispering. And, unfortunately for you, that was kind of funny, so you found yourself laughing at his insult.

"Alright. I'll give you that one." You caved, making both of them laugh in turn as you took a drag off of Bam's cigarette. If it was already lit, you weren’t going to waste it. "Okay. We can head down. But no instigating, and I want my weed first."

—

Yeah. That lasted about as long as you could've expected.

"Can you get the fuck out of my face? Jesus. What the fuck are you on?" Johnny started it, alright? Those words were the ones that set you off. Not you, like he always tried to tell everyone. You slowly turned in his direction, pool stick held tightly in your hand.

"It was my turn to shoot, dipshit. Get the fuck out of my face." You said through your teeth, harshly shouldering past him to get to your beer on the table behind you. Bam watched this entire encounter, snickering the whole time.

"You two are such shitheads, man. Stop ruining the fucking game." He groaned, starting to laugh again when you shoved him. He had, once again, lit a cigarette, and after about ten minutes of no one saying anything to him, you’d all followed suit, resulting in a bar filled with a stale mix of different cig brands.

"I'm gonna kick his fucking ass in a second. I'm not joking." You weren't together, so it wasn’t like you’d get a domestic violence charge. You weren’t sure if that would’ve stopped you, anyway.

"I'll put money on you if you do." Pontius interjected where he was taking his beer off of your table, chuckling as he looked between you and Johnny. You high-fived him, thankful that someone was consciously aware of the fact that you would no doubt ream Johnny's ass would things ever get as far as physical between the two of you.

"Yo! You're up, fuckface." Steve-O called from the other side of the pool table. He'd missed his shot once again, and with Johnny also missing most of his, you knew you were going to win against them. Their suckage was probably only feeding into Johnny's little temper tantrum, if you knew him at all.

"Yeah. Give me a fucking second." You set down your beer before stepping back up to the table, giving Johnny a dirty look where he was standing close to your left. And apparently he was feeling frisky tonight, because instead of just shooting a look back like you had expected, he opened his mouth.

"The hell are you lookin’ at?" He snarled loudly. You would've been fine if he would've muttered it to you in passing, because you’d said a lot worse when it was just the two of you pissed off at each other, but he was blaring your joint animosity towards each other out to the entire group, and you could tell that it was starting to piss everyone off, which in turn pissed you off.

But you ignored him, taking your shot and sinking in your ball. And then another. And then another. If you couldn't argue, you could certainly embarrass him, which was actually about ten times more effective. Steve-O groaned with every ball that went in the pocket, and then looked close to throwing his stick when you called your pocket and sunk the 8-ball in with six of their balls still left.

"You're such a dick. Stop smiling like that." He complained as you basically showboated in his face, dancing around with your pool stick held in both hands while you hummed in triumph. Whilst doing this, you accidentally brushed against Johnny, and then were promptly shouldered harshly away from him. You spun around on your heel at the fact that he had basically just fucking shoved you.

"Hey. What the fuck is up your ass?" Okay. So it might've not been very helpful to smack his shoulder close to as hard as you could, but he was really getting on your nerves. You immediately felt a hand on your arm, and you glanced back momentarily to see Bam giving you a warning look that essentially said don't start a fistfight with your ex boyfriend. You ignored him.

"Nothing." That was Johnny's response. After almost knocking you into the pool table with how hard he'd slammed his shoulder into you when you’d barely even brushed by him, apparently nothing was wrong with him. Everyone else started to rally over who was next up for the pool competition to escape the awkwardness that was standing in between you and Johnny’s fight, and you took that opportunity to scoff loudly.

"You expect me to believe that bullshit? You're acting like you're not the one that's been a fucking dick to me for the past...you known how long." There was no way in hell you were going to let him pin this whole recent situation on you and say he was acting completely normal and you were the bitchy one. Especially not when he was acting like he was. "If me being here pisses you off that much, then go fuck off somewhere else."

"You've got a real attitude for how you've been acting lately." This man was fucking insane. Sure, you’d been a little snippier with him than usual, but to give yourself some credit, it wasn't exactly fun for you to watch him shove his face in his fake-ass girlfriend's tits every time she came around your sets (which was becoming more and more often) and then come looking after you the second she had to go back home. Especially not when it was common knowledge between basically all of you that his girlfriend knew about you and him but was staying with him because she was in basically every TMZ article of the week when she was with him.

"I could say the same to you. You just fucking shoved me." You threw a hand in the air at his inability to blame himself for anything, feeling yourself reaching the level of seething as he stared back at you with mockingly carefree eyes.

"God, you never shut the fuck up when you're not having the bitch fucked out of you." It's like he had no shame. You just stared at him for a second, unable to process that he'd actually just said that about three feet away from your friends, who thankfully were no longer paying attention to you, before setting your jaw.

"Fine. You want to play that game? Go upstairs." That was a very bad idea, and the challenge you were presenting him with was definitely only going to make things worse, but you had never been one for smart decision making. And he was pissing you off way too much for you to consider just letting this slide.

"I'm not just gonna leave—"

"I'll be right behind you. Go. Upstairs." You repeated, staring him down and motioning towards the stairs with a tilt of your head. His eyes suddenly clicked with understanding of what you were insinuating, and he glanced back at the group momentarily before back at you.

You could not have described the satisfaction that filled you when he marched his happy ass right to the stairs and then up and out of view. Without a single word to you or anyone else in the group. However, they definitely noticed him leaving, and immediately turned to you for an answer.

"I figured you wouldn't want a screaming match here, so..." You explained, praying to heaven above that they didn't immediately see through your bluff. Although you weren't technically lying, because there could've very well been a screaming match waiting for you when you made it up to Johnny, Pontius, and Steve-O's hotel room. However, Preston, who was closest to you, quickly gave you a look that told you he was calling bullshit.

"You're not just going up there so no one will see you beating the shit out of each other, are you?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, you internally sighed in relief. You were honestly much more comfortable with everyone assuming you were getting into a fistfight over having sex. Unfortunately for you, that didn't last long though, because then Ehren opened his mouth.

"No, dipshit. She's going up there to fuck him." He said it like it was obvious (which, let's be honest, it kind of was), wrinkling his nose as he spoke. You groaned.

"I'm not! Do you think I want to be anywhere near his disgusting dick after Mandy's been on it?" You made sure to sing her name sourly, because you’d made it very clear how much you didn't like her, before immediately realizing how suspicious that made you sound. You sighed. "If you're all so worried, I can bring his stupid ass back down here."

"No." Dave and Wee-man spoke at the same time, both making an identical, 'I don't want to listen to your shitty-relationship bullshit' face at your proposal. You snorted.

"Yeah. That's what I thought. So, I'll see you in about ten minutes when he starts pouting and kicks me out so he can rage in his room alone." You were definitely going to take more time than that, but they didn't need to know that. It wasn't like you and Johnny had a habit of short and sweet arguments, anyway.

With that, you turned back towards the stairs, ignoring Ryan and Bam's looks because you knew they knew better than everyone else in the group, before making your way up the stairs after Johnny.

—

Johnny had the hotel door open before you even got the chance to knock. It made you feel a little pleased with yourself knowing he had been waiting for you, but you masked that with a flaming glower as you pushed past him into the room while he closed and locked the door behind you.

You knew he didn't want to do any talking, and expected you to just lay down and open your legs, but he'd been on a different fucking level all night, and you weren’t quite done with citing your grievances.

"What is up your fucking ass today?" You snapped as soon as the door was shut, turning around and crossing your arms. He didn't look surprised that you’d brought it up, just extremely annoyed.

"I'm just not in the mood for your bullshit. You always have something to say about everything." He didn't even raise his voice which, in a way, made you even more annoyed. You raised your eyebrows, because he was one to talk, before throwing a hand in the air.

"You're the one that's got something to say every time I even breathe in a man's direction despite the fact that you have a girlfriend." You shot back, glad that he was standing so far away from you for fear of what you would do if he came any closer. "And you know what? Despite the fact that you're cheating on a girl that couldn't give less of a shit about anything but your fame with a girl that did give a shit about you, I've kept my mouth shut about all that garbage. If you want to keep fucking it up for yourself even more, go right ahead."

"You don't know anything about us. Stop sticking your nose in everyone's business." At your words about Mandy, Johnny's voice immediately shot up in volume, and you couldn't help but laugh humorlessly at the fact. It also didn't help that he was just spewing worthless bullshit that didn't even mean anything in a senseless stream.

"I don't stick my nose in anything. You shove everyone's nose in that fucking bullshit every time you bring Mandy around an hour after we just fucked in your trailer." Her name felt like poison on your tongue, and you hated yourself for how much you felt jealousy burning inside you at having to bring up his 'girlfriend'. "Do you think everyone is stupid? Do you think they don't see all of this?"

"I don't give a shit." That was his class A, well thought out retort to your calling him out on all of his garbage. He just brushed it off with a careless shrug, so you continued.

“Clearly do you, considering you won’t shut the fuck up." You hadn't come up here to fight. You’d come up here to fuck. And you were getting what you wanted.

"Sometimes I think you like fighting. You never shut your goddamn mouth long enough to stop." He was really fucking pushing it. He had a chronic habit of pushing it, but tonight he was really on a different level. Johnny Knoxville himself telling you that you never shut your mouth was gold.

"Yeah? If you're such a little fucking angel, then why don't you come shut it for me, bitch." You goaded in response, standing up off the bed and opening your arms like you were inviting in his best shot. Which, in a way, you were. His jaw clenched, and he stared at you for a second before he was kicking his shoes off messily by the door and stomping after you.

You were almost knocked back when he reached you and immediately crashed his lips onto yours, the only thing saving you being his hand that settled to hold a painfully tight grip on your hip. You weren't taken aback in the slightest, however, and you reached up to fist a hand in his hair that went just as tight, forcing his head closer as you deepened the kiss.

It wasn't long before Johnny's fingers were at the hem of your shirt, only taking a second to rip it over your head as his lips fell away from yours and down to your neck. As he kissed and sucked harshly (which you tried futilely to push him out of considering you did not want to have to explain hickeys to the rest of the crew), his hands found the button of your jeans, and he quickly fumbled it open before getting the zipper down after it.

“Do you have a condom?” You were making a few mistakes, but unprotected sex with someone who was clearly fucking someone else at the same time was not going to be one of them. He scoffed, and you knew that it was because you hadn’t had the same conversation in the past. People fuck up sometimes, alright?

“Suddenly you have fuckin’ standards about everything?” He motioned around the room, as if to reference the situation that you were currently in. You stared him down furiously as you kicked your jeans off, biting back a lot of words that would’ve absolutely ended this little session and turned it into a real fight. Instead, you settled on something a little more toned-down, yet still incredibly offensive.

“If you’re gonna stay with that stupid skank, then you’re gonna keep wearing a condom.” You really didn’t think Mandy was a skank, nor did you really have any serious ill feelings towards her (those had all been redirected towards your stupid shared piece of ass), but you knew it would rile him up. He just clenched his jaw before stepping away from you to rummage through his suitcase next to his bed, coming up with a small foil package before turning back to you. You wondered if he realized that you were winning.

As you let him come towards you before he stuck his index fingers in the waistband of your underwear and yanked them down, you glared at him and diverted his mouth away when he tried to go for your neck, instead helping him get his shirt over his head before working at his stupid KNOXVILLE belt as he kissed you again.

You knew you were making a mistake. You knew that good and well, and you absolutely knew that you were going to regret fucking him in the current mood you were both in when you were feeling a little smarter and more common-sensical later, but you’d made worse mistakes before. You would survive a little bit of shame once you were out of his hotel room.

Johnny could act like he hated you all he wanted, but nothing could cover how hard he was when he finally stepped out of his Dickies and boxers. You let a smirk play on your lips at the fact, and when you looked back up to his eyes, all he was doing was glowering down at you in response.

"Don't fucking say anything." He warned, sounding as if he was almost speaking through his teeth as he watched you slowly move to lay down on the bed in front of him with your legs coyly spread. You, however, were never one for following demands, and the first thing you did was open your mouth.

"Will you just shut the hell up and fuck me? Jesus Christ. You just keep going." That was definitely on purpose as a way to get what you wanted, and you saw that fiery look flaming up in his eyes as he moved to kneel on the still-made bed in front of you.

"Get on your hands and knees. Now." He was so easy to play. If all else failed, you could always trust that Johnny's insolent temper would always betray and overpower his common sense.

You did as he requested despite the fact that you knew it meant you’d probably be leaving the hotel room with legs that you could barely walk on, only wincing slightly when his warm hand on your back pushed you down into an almost uncomfortably-deep arch. Your face was already pressed into the mattress, and you couldn't help but feel excitement fizzling up beside your temper inside of you. That and a burning need for him to hurry up and put his cock in you.

"Suddenly you don't have anything to say. Figures." Funny, coming from him. You twisted your head enough to shoot him a venomous look, eyes full of a hatred that was teetering on the edge of being real by this point as you watched him roll on the condom. You were trying to ignore how incredibly hot he looked from the angle you were in.

"Fuck you, Knoxville." You said it with all of the sincerity you could muster; half because it was definitely what you were feeling inside and half because you knew fully well that calling him ‘Knoxville’ instead of PJ like you normally would’ve would hurt him. Or anger him, at the very least. He only chuckled sourly.

“Y’ already are, sweetheart.” He used the pet name in an equally-hateful tone, and as he spoke, he pushed into you. He didn’t give you much time to adjust, which you knew was both because he was impatient and because he was pissed, but you didn’t really give a shit either way. You obviously weren't going to let it show, but you were just as impatient as he was. You needed to blow off the steam that had been building between you lately somehow, and you weren't going to pass up an opportunity regardless of what form it presented itself in.

Although he didn’t give you time to adjust, Johnny started out thrusting shallowly into you, both hands tightly on your hips as he pulled you back on his cock.

“Go fucking faster.” You knew you were just making things worse for yourself. In fact, you knew that more than very well. But you just couldn’t help it. Tension between the two of you had been building for too long, and you were ready to let it loose in the only way you both truly know how.

Out of nowhere, a hand smacked down on your ass. Hard.

“Shut the fuck up and take what I give you.” Exactly what you fucking wanted. Despite his snapping at you, Johnny’s pace gained power then, his cock beginning to piston into you harshly with his hands back on your hips to keep you from being able to do anything besides just take it. You moaned softly, arching your back a little further just to entice him as you (secretly) relished in the sting of where his hand had smacked your ass.

Usually during these moments where you were locked away in a hotel room or in the secret privacy of someone’s guest bedroom together, Johnny was quiet. He stayed almost silent, and usually he made sure you were pretty close to the same. But now? He was grunting and groaning with every thrust of his hips, pulling higher and higher pitched moans from your lips as he angled his hips to hit that sweet spot inside of you.

“All this backtalk, and yet you’re always whining like a bitch on my cock by the end of the night.” Johnny said condescendingly when you let out a particularly loud cry, hand moving from your hip to grip your ass harshly. You knew you were going to have bruises on your hips by the time you woke up the next morning, and arousal only thrummed hotter inside of you at the thought. “Ain’t mad at me all of a sudden, or what?”

“Shut the fuck up and just do what you’re good for.” You snarled back, praying that your voice didn’t come out as shaky as your legs were. He really never knew how to shut his mouth when he really needed to. If you had been in a different position, best believe you would’ve been pulling harshly at his hair by now. Your comment did not sit well with him, apparently, because suddenly you felt a burning sting in your scalp, and then you were literally being yanked backwards by your hair until you were bent at an uncomfortable angle while still laying with your back arched for him.

“You have a real fuckin’ mouth, you know that?” Once again, Johnny’s tone had gone completely calm besides the occasional rasp due to the fact that he was still slamming into you mercilessly, and you were stuck between being deeply turned-on and a little worried for your own wellbeing. “You wanna know what I think? I think you rile me up on purpose just so that I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk. Clearly you need cock so bad that you have to act like an asshole all the time just to get it.”

You bit back a moan then, because there was no way you were giving him the satisfaction, before you steadied yourself past how good he was fucking you so that you could respond.

“All you do is beg to fuck me. If either one of us is desperate, it sure as hell isn’t me.” Sure, it was actually pretty even on the scale of who-asked-who, but you waited for inconspicuous moments. Johnny essentially tried to stick his hand down your pants every time not every person in the room was looking at the both of you.

“Not like you’re complaining.” He grunted in response, pulling a little tighter where he had a handful of your hair. Soon you were moaning again, starting to feel the effects of his pointedly targeting your g-spot as your legs lost the strength they had started out with. The slide of his cock inside of you was making your head spin, and all you could do was fist your hands tightly in the sheets as you tried to hold off for the sheer effect of making Johnny wait.

You could tell that he knew you were getting close, and just as you began to think that he was going to let your hair go to soothe the ache building in your neck, he suddenly pulled harder. You yelped just as his other hand circled around your hips before he was pulling you up, your back hitting his chest all while he continued to fuck you the entire time. His lips then brushed your neck.

“Who’s fucking you this good, dollface?” If there was anything to be said about Johnny, it was that he liked to play games. Infuriatingly shit-starting games. You learned further back against his chest, instead just moaning instead of answering him because, once again, you weren't going to give him the satisfaction. However, when his hand suddenly snaked over your hip and down before his fingers began to circle slowly over your clit, you lost a little bit of your inhibitions. And he noticed. “Answer me. Who fucks you this good?”

“Fuck, PJ. You.” You caved in a whimper, rolling your hips down on his cock along with his thrusts as his fingers quickly found purchase on your clit. The added pleasure was almost overwhelming, and you reached a hand out to press against his thigh for a false sense of stability. He chuckled breathlessly.

“That’s what I thought.” His chin rested on your shoulder as his arm stayed wrapped tightly around your hips, still holding you in place to his thrusts despite the change in position.

“I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop.” You gasped, your free hand wrapping around loosely around his wrist where he was still rubbing your clit languidly. He only groaned in your ear, hips not losing power despite the fact that you could feel him beginning to switch inside of you. He had always been able to keep it together a little better than you could.

“Cum for me. I know you want to.” He encouraged, thrusting up into you particularly hard so that his tip was hitting right against your sweet spot so directly that you let out an involuntary cry despite the fact that you were trying to control at least a little bit of the sounds that were coming out of your mouth.

Your legs shook hard as you came, your nails digging deep into his thigh where your hand was still pressed down as your back arched against his chest and your head pushed against while you moaned embarrassingly loud. You knew that you were going to replay this moment in your head over and over again a few hours later, hating how much you’d let yourself give in to his charm, but for now you couldn’t have forced yourself to focus on that thought if you’d even cared enough to try.

Johnny came soon after you, his hips stuttering as he continued to fuck you through the moans that fell from his lips while his hand tightened painfully on your hip. You felt another, post-orgasm, shoot of arousal at the sounds of his moans in your ear, and you leaned back as far as you could go against his chest as you slowly fucked through your climaxes before starting to come down.

Johnny let out a satisfied sigh, his grip on you loosening as his hand pulled away from where it had been between your legs. As your mind started to come back to you, awareness also started to come back to you, and you let out a sigh that was for a much different reason than his as you gently pulled off of him and out of his arms.

You knew he was watching you as you crawled off of the bed, and you tried to ignore it as you picked your underwear up off the floor and walked into the adjoining bathroom to clean yourself up. You could hear him get off the bed too, but you didn’t look back.

As you cleaned yourself up and wiped running mascara and eyeliner from your cheeks, you bit back the urge to get angry again; both at yourself and (more) at Johnny. It had happened, and it was probably going to happen again, so there was no use in getting worked up about it all over again.

“Are you staying?” You couldn’t see Johnny as he asked, but you could tell by the tone of his voice that he was probably feeling the same way as you were. You hoped that he was feeling at least a little bit of shame while he pictured his blonde little girlfriend back in LA. You scoffed, not caring whether or not he heard you.

“No.” You would go right back down to the bar, act like you hadn’t just gotten fucked within an inch of your life, and then ignore all the knowing stares when Johnny came down approximately two minutes after you. It had become routine by this point.

“You gonna go back down there and give Dunn and Bam a play-by-play?” There was a hint of sourness in his tone, and you chewed on the inside of your cheek at the fact. You walked back out of the bathroom once you had finished putting on your underwear, met with the sight of him laying on his bed in stark-white boxers.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure you’ve said worse.” You knew that he talked about the two of you’s relationship behind your back. Especially nights like these where, to him, it appeared as if he had won this unspoken fight that had been raging between the two of you for the past few months. “Take a fucking pill or something before you go back down there. You’re ruining everyone’s night.”

“If that’s what you wanna call what we just did.” He still sounded cocky, but he was also more relaxed now, reclined with his hands behind his head and his eyes barely half-open. “Same place tomorrow night?”

“Sure. Stick your head a little further up your ass and then just wait for me.” You said snidely, still chewing your cheek as you pulled on the rest of your clothes. You refrained from glaring at him like you wanted to knowing that it would only encourage him, instead avoiding looking anywhere near him at all as you finally pulled your shoes on.

He said nothing then, but you knew he was staring at you, his foot tapping repeatedly against the mattress like he was waiting for you to either say something or leave. Luckily for him, you were choosing the latter.

Then, just as you got to the door, he decided that he wasn’t done.

“Y/n.” He called your name almost as if he was scared of you, the sound of him moving on the bed causing you to look back and see that he had sat up almost straight. You took a deep breath, trying to will yourself to have some patience where it was wearing thin into almost nothing.

“What.” You were giving him 30 seconds at most. Usually, if he was using that tone, his guilt had set in, and you had no sympathy for his feelings at this time and point in your relationship anymore. No sense in helping him tuck himself into the bed that he had made.

“I’m breaking up with Mandy. When we fly back home.” Fucking Christ. It’s like he craved your reaction to every single move he made. You felt your heart twist, and you just stared at him for a long moment, trying to soothe the sea of different emotions threatening to hurl itself up into your chest.

You didn’t need him. You didn’t need him, and you didn’t want him.

“Okay.” And then you were out the door.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville smut #johnny knoxville fic #johnny knoxville x reader #jackass #jackass imagine #jackass mtv #jackass movie #ryan dunn #bam margera #steve o #preston lacy #danger ehren #asks <3

[wen-kexing-apologist]

✨2023: A Summary✨

Post your most popular and/or favourite edit/gifset/analysis for each month (it’s okay to skip months!)

tagged by @dribs-and-drabbles, thank you! this was a fun review and I was interested to see how many times my favorite post and the most popular post coincided (or didn't)

January

I wasn’t writing meta

February

Most popular: Heart’s Confrontation- the scene breakdown that started it all!

Favorite(s): Heart’s Confrontation, Moonlight Chicken Sign Language Index- I really had a lot of fun figuring out the similarities and differences in American Sign Language and Modern Thai Sign Language!

March

Most popular: Best Criers in Moonlight Chicken- it's funny, short, and sweet

Favorite(s): Moonlight Chicken is for the Queers, Isn’t it Difficult to be Born Poor?- I loved writing these so much!

April

Most popular: A plea for Akk to have unrestrained summer fun

Favorite(s): Bed Friend and Reflections Part 3; Songkran, Water, and KingUea- Not to sound egotistical or anything, but I was really proud of myself for the conclusions I came up with in both of these pieces

May

Most popular: Silence- I think this was one of the only things I wrote in May

Favorite(s): Silence- THE ACTING IS JUST SO GOOD OKAY?

June

Most popular: By/For/About Queers Part 1 and Part 2- these only have the most notes because this was originally a post from @absolutebl that I added thoughts to, so most of those notes are from them

Favorite(s): Phupa and internalized homophobia Part 1 and Part 2- it was really fun getting to unpack my past assumptions about Phupa and work through those until I came out the other side with a new blorbo.

July

Most popular:  Lack of Touch in BMF

Favorite(s): Rain, BL Boys, and Reciprocity; Trans Allegory in Cupid’s Last Wish; Body Language in La Pluie, Episode 12- I especially liked Rain and Reciprocity because I think it has really shaped how I watch shows since then because I want to see if my theory holds.

August

Most popular: Only Friends, Boston, and Queer Culture

Favorite(s): Only Friends, Boston, and Queer Culture, Pause for Reflection, Part 1: Respectable Promiscuity and Only Friends- listen, I was going to write boring, academic, cited work about sex/porn as a joke, okay? I didn't expect people to actually engage with them as excitedly as they did!

September

Most popular: A Must Read- I give all credit for the success of this post to the Teen Vogue author who wrote the article and to @waitmyturtles who sent this link to me

Favorite(s): Pause for Reflection, Part 2: Only Friends, Racism, and the Commodification of Queer Asians; Poor Boy; Who is Mew Anyway?- Honestly, I had a wonderful time writing all the essays for Only Friends

October

Most popular: Best Scene in Only Friends and Why it was Sand and Nick Kissing

Favorite(s): Let’s Talk About Sex!, Why I Like BL, Physicality of Characters- the sex essay for my 69th essay was fun, and hilariously appropriate because I had recently answered the physicality question and could use it as an example

November

Most popular: Physical Touch and Hands in Last Twilight- It made me feel so warm and fuzzy that people would notice I wasn't posting about this show and want to hear from me <3

Favorite(s): IS BROTHER ANURAK THE ONE ARMED MAN?- I will never reach a higher high than when my obsession with hands finally paid off and I figured this shit out a month in advance of Part 2, I'm a motherfucking genius

December 

Most popular: Hands Touching Hands- I love throwing in complete key smash type of analysis from time to time as a treat cause I keep forcing people to read literal long-form essays all the fucking time (sorry, not sorry)

Favorite(s): Top 5 Favorite Food Moments, Best of QL 2023: Favorite Lines, Best of QL pre-2023: Favorite Lines- I love when I can cause people emotional pain, and all of these not only stabbed me in the heart but took a couple of people down with me as far as I can tell from the tags.

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It's wild to have done this, because I haven't really been keeping an eye on my stats until now. I've made almost 400 original posts this year, and increased my notes by 25,000 annually looking at 2023 compared to 2022. I have been a lonely little tumblr goblin since 2012. I came on here to read other people's smart thoughts about things I was watching and to reblog gifs, and I never really thought building community here was possible, but here I am 11 months after making my first BL analysis post with a bunch of friends I didn't know a year ago, and about 20 more lenses through which I watch my silly little gay shows.

tagging: @bengiyo, @ranchthoughts, and @rocketturtle4

#tag game #2023 summary #moonlight chicken #ofts #be my favorite the series #mlc #la pluie the series #os2 x bbs x atots #a tale of thousand stars #atots #my ride the series #bed friend #bed friend the series #our dining table #bokura no shokutaku

[eschergirls]

Hi everybody!  

It's a new month, so it's time to celebrate how awesome squirrels are and also to do a site update and to thank our wonderful Patreon subscribers (and adjacent squirrels)!

For a site update, the big news is me and our website designer (Socketwench) are going to revamp the main website (eschergirls.com) and change the overall look, probably so the web version has a grid of post previews rather than just listing the posts in a row because the current setup leaves a lot of empty space since it only previews one line of text.  Mobile users shouldn't see much change except we'll be removing or changing the scrolling menu bar so it doesn't block most of the post on small screens.  We'll also be adding a popular tag cloud so people can more easily browse the blog if they want to casually.

If anybody has any other suggestions to improve the main site's usability and readability, please let me know!!!  I'm very interested in feedback.  I'm also working on the glossary and index, so people should be able to search the tags by category of character, series, genre, etc... and the glossary should explain what some of the terms like "boobsocks" (clothing that encases each breast separately like socks), "boob flounder" (both breasts on one side of the body), etc... mean.

Also, as usual, I've been working through the archives and fixing up all the old posts to match the current way I'm formatting my posts and to fix posts that were broken during the Tumblr export.  I also add alt-text to every post I restore so people who use screenreaders can access them.  This month, I fixed this post involving Marvel's Magik on an old trading card, the two posts with Boundless Comics' Ember (1, 2), and these old PLAY Magazine "Girls of Gaming" pages (1, 2, 3). I also fixed up this submission about how video game magazines used to advertise contests where you could go on a date with Lara Croft and stuff, and I edited the post to include an update with a link to an interview with one of the models who portrayed Lara for those ads, for those interested! 

I'm still working my way through the Tumblr inbox backlog, so if you submitted a post a long time ago, you might see it pop up soon.  Unfortunately, the way Tumblr does its inbox means the older it is the longer it'll take me to reach it. :\  I apologize sincerely for how long it takes me to get through the inbox sometimes.

I'm also still appealing the many incorrectly flagged posts on Tumblr, and the arbitrary algorithmic flagging, sudden rule changes, and other issues, are why I'm trying to fix up the main site to try to get it as usable for everybody as possible so Tumblr isn't the only way to view the blog, or the only place where it's archived.

I know it's repetitive, but it's also why I really appreciate everybody who supports us on Patreon and Ko-Fi.  It gives me much needed help to pay for server costs, upgrades, domain hosting, and just keep the site going in general. :)  I really appreciate that people think what we do is worth supporting <3

So I want to thank everybody who supported Escher Girls on Patreon in March!

Thank you so so much to:

Anne Adler Cat Mara CheerfulOptimistic  Chris McKenzie Em Bardon First Time Trek Greg Sepelak Ian Cameron Ken Trosaurus Kevin Carson Kim Wincen Kristoffer Illern  Holmén Leak  Manuel Dalton Mary Kuhner Max Schwarz Michael Mazur Miriam Pody Morgan McEvoy randomisedmongoose Rebecca Breu Ringoko  Ryan Gerber Sam Mikes Sean Sea SpecialRandomCast  Thomas 

And a special thanks again to PJ Evans for donating on Ko-Fi last month! :)

Also a huge thank you to everybody for reading, submitting, and generally commenting and engaging with Escher Girls!  It makes running the site so worth it. :)

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Thanks so much to everybody, and see you next month!

Ami

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#update #note #patreon

[lilolilyr]

Because of an addition to an Ao3 wrapped tagging meme @viharistenno made for 2023, I got inspired to start a new thing:

Reader Wordcount Through The Year: January Tag!

I read ~ 3,035,667 words last month!

(adding up the word counts from my Ao3 history + from my bookmarks of # 'external source' aka everything I read on ffnet etc, minus anything I bookmarked and tagged 'to read' or 'to continue reading', you can just do Ao3 history though for less accurate but easier results, I really made sure I'd add everything to tagged bookmarks throughout the month to get it more exact)

I'd love to say it's so high bc it's an outlier as I had too much free time but um. I don't think so lmao, I didn't actually read all the time, I was also out and about a lot

6 pages of Ao3 history + 18 external works, - 8 to read - 9 to continue reading... Quite some math lmao, but I'm still glad I'm doing it by the month now, because when I tried doing it for 2023 in one go there were so damn many pages of Ao3 history alone that I gave up after two months and just tried to do an average, which gave me one result of 20mil for making an average by month and one of 8mil by making an average by historypage, (so that's not including any fics on other sites) - I'm guessing the 20mil is closer to the truth but I'd have to count to be sure and yeah Nope not doing thatmhch math in one go!

Anyway! For this January, 1,840,583 words were on Ao3, 1,195,084 on ffnet (I just read some longfics there but they were Really long ones), no other sites used this month

Also, I read the physical copy of 1 book of 327 pages this month :) and I don't remember whether I read any e-books, I thiiiink I finished my last Enid Blyton reading spree in December?

no idea how many words the book had, it's 'Pride and Prejudice and the City' and it's a kinda kitschy YA wlw romance, very sweet but like you know what you get by the hot pink cover lmao

Tagging, if you're interested in doing it, @banashee @toboldlynerd @squishmittenficfan @charlottepriestly @existentialvoidofexistence @xvnot15 @sterenheart @die-schwanenkoenigin @guardianrock @purlturtle @thearchdemongreatlydisapproves @knoepfchen @mimi-mindless @lesbianlotties @katieswain123 @sapphicscholar @lavendelhummel @imaginemyhappyplace & anyone else who sees this :)

if you're not doing it for January but want me to keep tagging you in future ones lmk, I won't spam tag you for each month otherwise!

#tagging meme #reader Wordcount tag #mine #lilo reads #my post #fanfic tag

[aftonfamilyvalues]

Do you have any silco fic recs that you'd be willing to share? I'm begging for crumbs I feel like I just keep finding bad ones but mayhaps I'm looking in the wrong places 🤲

Drink With Me - you are a bartender, jinx hires you to work for the last drop. part of your duties? bringing silco a bottle of his fav every week. life changing. genuinely, it changed the way i view writing, as silly as that sounds. its a ride, fucked me up but ends so sweetly. i still can not believe you can read this for free. literally revolutionary in the fan fic game. complete. smut.

One More Round - some added pieces for Drink With Me. one shots, chapter rewrites, all that jazz.

Drink With Me: The Virgin AU - not sure if itll be added to One More Round or whatever but I wanted to give it its own spot. a rewrite of the smut in Drink With Me but silco is a virgin. interesting! ongoing. smut.

All That's Left - a talented young scientist who was adopted by singed, you are convinced to join the revolution. there you meet silco, one of the three leaders. the fic does an amazing job at establishing the reader in universe. also the "inaccurate science" and "just making shit up" sounds legit lol. made me fall in love with the young version of silco, it really hits a spot i didnt know existed before. pure love. complete.

Everything Else - bonus content for All That's Left. fun!

Timeless - time travel au. with silco dead and jinx having dragged zaun into an unwinnable war with piltover, life is misery. that is, until you find a hex crystal which throws you back in time almost 2 decades. guided by the ghost of silco, you have a chance to change the fate of zaun and most importantly, the fate of the silco of this universe. the one currently fucking me up! what the fuck is chapter 6?! oh my god! ongoing. tags promise eventual smut.

Bend But Not Break - regency au. youre the zaunite governess for little jinx, a girl living in piltover with her wealthy industrialist father. with odd rules and a shady employer, something strange is going on in this old mansion. just make sure to lock your door at night and do not, i repeat, do not go into the attic.

The Mourning Eclipse - soulmate au. after the death of your mother, you move to zaun and into a supposedly haunted penthouse. not being a believer in the paranormal, you ignore the warnings and make yourself comfortable in your new home... until the ghost attached to the piano and bookshelf that came with the place makes himself known. without any memories of his life, you set out to help the ghostly man figure out why hes still here. ongoing.

Secret Ingredient - baker au. just got around to reading this one finally, as im in currently reading this between putting this list together. like only a few chapters in, but im really loving it already so its going here. i make the rules! ongoing. smut.

The Rest of the Recipe - horray! more content for another lovely fic! dont you just love it when that happens?

Battered and Baked - another baker au, its inspired by Secret Ingredient, actually. a good one for a quick fix of young silco. hes so sweet, maybe sweeter than your honey rolls. ongoing.

Trust - virgin silco? virgin silco. one shot. smut.

Substance - you get drunk one night and accidentally marry one of the sons of zaun. time to get to know your new husband, i suppose. hope nothing bad happens to him! another young silco, hes something special, isnt he? complete but the final part isnt uploaded to ao3 so link to final chapter here. smut.

Come Morning - you find the eye of zaun in a daze wandering around. you take him to your home to rest up and recover. he seems to have taken a liking to you though after that. complete. multiple endings including one with smut and another that will break your heart! take your pick!

What Lurks Below - mermay fic. a strange fish man saves you from a watery grave. you quickly befriend him despite not being able to speak each others languages. maybe more than befriend? the only problem is you could never truly be together... unless? ongoing.

Treat You Right - you admit to sevika that youd fuck the boss. he overhears. also hes a virgin in this one too. lol. one shot. smut.

Look Good - a little game of teasing your boss goes a bit too far. one shot. smut.

Concessions- masquerade, paper faces on parade. youre a royal and as such must be wed soon. but why not have a night of fun beforehand? who knows, perhaps this man will want your hand. one shot. smut

Gala of '81 - another masquerade, hide your face so the world will never find you. you fuck a mysterious mask man at, you guessed it, a masquerade. one shot. smut.

Purgatory - more young silco because i apparently just cant get enough. i dont know, take care of him and suck his dick i guess. works for me! one shot. smut.

A Drought in the Night- vampire silco au! i did mention how much of love vampires right? he just fits so perfectly. very sexy. mmm. anyway, youre tasked with fixing him a drink and bring it to him after the head bartender is out of work. one shot.

A Little Thirsty- a sequel to A Drought in the Night. one shot. smut.

Here - sweet fluffy morning sex. need i say more? one shot. smut.

Tummy - hehe. one shot.

The Kinkman (Read: Very Murderous Crimelord) crack fic. you get a text from a wrong number and decide to fuck with him. one shot.

No Strings- remember that brothel scene? that masked man named pim? well, you get to fuck pim!... wait, i thought this was a silco fic rec? one shot. smut.

#ask #league of fazfuck #fazfuck fic recs

[dulcesiabits]

genuine question what did you do in order to get so much attn and stuff on fics? like writing skills aside cause obvs you're really talented but is it like the way you tag stuff or did you join networks or smth?? cause no matter how hard i try my stuff doesn't really get notes🥲

Hi!!! I'm going to be honest and say that getting attention to your writing is a combination of a lot of different factors, but a majority of it boils down to luck. Success, too, looks differently for each person, so what does it look like to you? What does engagement mean? 50 likes? 100 likes? A heartfelt anon ask?

But don't feel bad if you don't think you're getting any notes! It's not a reflection on your writing skills at all. When I was just starting out, it took me a while to gain attention. However, I can give you a breakdown of how I, at least, think gaining traction works! I have been writing for a long time now. Under the cut for length.

1). Time. This may not be the most immediately helpful advice to you, but I've had this blog for four years. I've had time to establish myself as a writer and gain followers. That means people "know" or "recognize" me, and though I wouldn't say I'm popular (that is hard to gauge, after all), that does mean I have had time to establish myself. If you're a newer writer, then you've had less time to build that sort of credibility or rapport than an older blog has. Also, sometimes it takes a while for a piece to kick off! A lot of my posts have accumulated notes over the years, not just all at once.

2). Networks/mutuals. I'm not in any networks (though I have considered joining some), and I'm a bit of a private person, but it does help to talk to other writers. I can't verify for networks and how helpful they are, but I can verify making friends with other writers and interacting with them. If nothing else, having the support and being able to support people with similar interests as you is really sweet! It means you don't feel like you're writing alone in a void, and I personally treasure my writing friends dearly. Bouncing ideas off of other people is super fun!

3). Tagging. I don't think I tag my fics in a particular way, but it is nice to have consistent tags, so readers know what to look for, and can easily filter out the writing they do or don't want to see. So, I have a general writing tag ("liya writes"), but I also tag things like "character x reader" and "character name." I would recommend that you only tag things that are relevant to your fic, if only for courtesy. Trying to boost your fic by adding unrelated tags might see like a good idea, but it will be inconvenient for other people who, for example, didn't want to see a Childe fic in the Diluc tag, and turn people off from your writing.

4). Formatting. This may seem like a small thing, but I think the appearance of your writing is important. Do you have a consistent theme or organization? Do you have summary, word count, warnings, and the name of the characters who appear in the fic? Most importantly, if it's a long fic, do you have it under a read more? How is the writing itself separated? Bullet points? Paragraphs? Is it easy to read, or is it one long block with no differentiation? A pop of color never hurts, either! I personally keep my posts simple, with blue and pink dividers for a bit of color, and all the necessary information at the very top of the fic. Consistency and ease of reading are important to consider! Is this something that attracts a reader's eye?

5). Promoting. How do you promote your fics? This falls under a similar vein as "tagging" and "networks/mutuals," too. Sometimes it's good to reblog your own fic at different points of time, so followers who are new or don't dig around in your masterlist can see it! And sometimes, having other people (especially writers) reblog your work can give it the exposure it needs! I would warn against asking writers to reblog your work, though, especially if you don't know them, just out of courtesy. I might ask my friend to reblog a piece if I don't feel confident it'll do well, but I would never ask a complete stranger who I don't know.

6). Posting time. When do you post your fics? Weekend? Weekday? Afternoon, or night? I think there is a particular time when people are on tumblr the most, so it might be helpful to look those statistics up to maximize the coverage your writing receives. Time zones are something to keep in mind, too. Additionally, are you posting when the fandom is at peak popularity, or are you posting after hype has died off? The engagement you receive also depends on how much people are into the current fandom you're in.

7). Content. What sort of fandoms do you write for? Are they older fandoms, newer ones, smaller ones, or bigger ones? Who do you write for? Popular characters? Less-known ones? You might find less engagement with a smaller fandom, or a less popular character. Additionally, what do you write? Longer fics? Headcanons? Drabbles? I think, in general, that longer pieces might take off a bit more slowly, but tend to linger more, but short pieces will explode immediately, but might not be something people come back to as much. This is only because of the length of time it takes to read, and different readers are attracted to different formats.

8). Luck. And no matter how well you follow all the rest of my advice, there's still a chance your writing might not take off. Again, that's nothing on you, but more so to do with the fact that engagement is ultimately unpredictable. There's no set way to predict what sort of writing your potential audience will resonate with you. I'm sure plenty of writers can tell you about fics that they laboriously poured over, only to receive no comments on it at all. On the other hand, sometimes posts blow up when you didn't expect them to!

I'm not going to tell you that notes don't matter; after all, it's not wrong to want engagement or acknowledgement over your craft. We post things online for a reason. But it is important to ask yourself what you ultimately want out of sharing your writing: do you want a community? To connect with others? For clout? To hone a skill? Or just for fun? Maybe there's a variety of reasons you post. I can't say tell you how to feel, and there is no "wrong" reason to want to write. But notes also aren't everything, and I hope you have enjoy what you're doing at the end of the day!

#liya answers #i think its helpful to solidify your own goals around writing! what do you want out of it? what is success? what are your goals? #and my controversial opinion is that idgaf if people write for clout #just like its fine to want notes. nothing wrong with wanting attention #like i take writing 100% seriously but not everyone does and thats ok #its still valuable that are people are trying to learn a new skill and practice a very fun craft #do i have some writing pet peeves? yes... #but i mind my business at the end of the day #maybe with minor complaining to my friends. LOL

[asjjohnson]

Part 16 of my poll adventure fic. Links: the beginning, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15.

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Danny logged into Doomed, and found FRYERTUCK and CHAOS waiting for him.

Despite the online game's multiple upgrades, it still didn't have a way to permanently store player's progress, so they had to start over at level one each time they logged in.

"Hi guys, I'm here," Danny typed.

"Hi, GHOST BOY."

"Finally! Let's get started before you have to stay up all night again."

"Hey, I've been better about that lately."

The three of them ran into the level, entry-level weapons ready.

And then all three of them stopped to stare at the scene before them.

"Uh... who's that?" FRYERTUCK asked.

Up ahead, a player was in the air shooting at everything around him.

An axe-welding gatekeeper re-spawned in front of the player, but was quickly killed again. Then a building reformed, and the player shot at it, too.

As Danny got closer, the player's public chat box appeared on the screen.

"hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha—" GAME PHANTOM said.

...And continued to say.

Danny asked in his private chat, "What's his deal? Who would continuously type a wall of text while playing?"

"Someone having a lot of fun?" FRYERTUCK asked.

"And why is he sticking around, anyhow? The portal's right there," CHAOS added.

Like Sam said, the portal to the next level was already open, but GAME PHANTOM was ignoring it.

Danny switched to his public chat box. "Hey, are you new to this game? The goal is to go through the levels and gather the keys. That's the door to the next level beside you."

"—hahahaha." GAME PHANTOM turned to look at Danny. "I know. I'm just not interested."

Another player started to approach the portal.

GAME PHANTOM turned around and shot him, before turning back toward Danny.

"Did this guy just take over the role of gate guardian?" FRYERTUCK asked.

"Looks like it," Danny typed back.

If GAME PHANTOM held them up on level one, they wouldn't have enough time to get to the last level today. And Danny really didn't want to stay up all night again—and especially not force his friends stay up with him.

So what should he do about this?

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#danny phantom #danny fenton #dan phantom #tucker foley #poll adventure #poll fic #asj writing #asj post #Hmm... this is turning into an interesting little subplot. I wonder how it'll turn out. #I decided to rewatch the episode Teacher of the Year before writing this part. And now it's more game-like than it would've been. #...Is that okay? The game filter thing? Writing about characters playing a videogame is a little hard to get right. #...I'm also uncertain whether Doomed really is unsaveable or if Danny just kept dying in the ep. and had to keep starting over. #But then Sam wouldn't have been at the first level of the game every time because she hadn't been dying. #Anyhow I hope you like this part. :)

[sunsrefuge]

hi Del! Hope you're doing ok💞

*looks at the tags* This is your free space to tell more about liifa and eliana , anything you got in mind? Giveee 👀

suncrow!!! :D hello hello!!! I'm doing better than i was before; more moving stuff got settled and figured out so im a bit more relaxed now!! ^^ I hope you're doing okay too!! NOW FOR THE KIDDOS--

(added after writing this whole thing: it turns out that i had, uh. everything about them on my mind ♥)

The brief synopsis is that Liifa & Eliana are two of my most well-beloved kiddos!! They both have long backstories, and experience a lot of change over the course of the timeline!! Here's a quick preview before I get into more detailed stuff of theirs:

Liifa was born in 1067 AE, in Quora Sum, a bit before Primordus first stirred. He spent the first eleven years of his life entirely underground, trying to keep up with his peers. In truth, nothing seemed all that interesting to him for quite a while. He took an interest in arguably less practical things, like types of divination that one of his moms (Azzun) was into. His older half-sister Rylii was in school to become a doctor, and helped to nudge him in the direction of medical jobs as well, since they could help each other out. Still, nothing had properly interested him yet! Although his knack for healing became apparent early on in his new classes.

Eliana has an entire past life that she's unaware of, but for this life, she's the daughter of a Duchess of the Nightmare Court. At first, she desires to stay near her family, but eventually her efforts lead her into a bad situation that she runs away from. She leaves no word to her family about her survival, simply hoping that she'll see them again someday in the future. (Unknown to her, they assume she's been killed by her previous Duke*.) She now actively engages in a life of piracy and carelessness!! :D Which will be causing her problems later lol

[*Eliana's previous Duke depends on AU! In my AU with @forbiddenredjollyrancher, her previous Duke is Casworon. :3 in my personal, it's Idris, but I haven't figured out those details just yet!]

OKAY. Brief rundowns out of the way, so here's some beloved details about their story together!!

SO. First things first, they've met a few times, long before they properly meet! The first time is during Eliana & Kiera's sapling adventures. During their first year, they ventured out into Tyria to see all that it had to offer, and to tell their beloved mother Fenella about everything they saw and experienced. At some point, they run into Liifa while near the Durmand Priory! (He wasn't trying to steal artifacts again, I promi-) Ironically, they bug him for directions to Fort Trinity, to which he gives them sass because they're "obviously brand new saplings, who shouldn't be going anywhere near Orr." Eliana pouts at him but they part ways. They run into each other again at Fort Trinity, but Liifa doesn't get recognized due to his hood! He definitely clocks them though, and so does Ipos from the Binding. <<

Flash forward to the time of LWS2, toward the end of it, and Eliana's stuck in her horrible Court situation. Her previous Duke has handed her off to some fucking guy, and she's looking at anything and everything for a way out. Liifa now has the task of actively seeking her out, because Ipos has decided that "only that one will do" right now. So! During one of her late night outings to avoid her ""lovely Knight"", they run into each other yet again. This time, Liifa offers her the Binding - offering the promise of power, the promise that she can make her own way out using the magic from the book. She thinks nothing sinister of it, and accepts.

(Liifa has made his own deal with Ipos prior to this conversation: that, afterward, he will not remember this sweet but naive sylvari, so he doesn't have to wonder what becomes of her as time goes on. [Dude already had a small crush on her lol])

FROM THERE!! Eliana has a Bad Time :) She's got a demon in her ear and only the wind at her back, and she ends up becoming very paranoid and scared thanks to Ipos's influencing as time goes on. She ends up running away to Lion's Arch, and beginning to partake in piracy after a Pirate Captain recognizes the Binding on her hip. (Captain Evander Bleakmane, Tres's character! ♥) She joins his crew, and he kind of underhandedly attempts to help her keep her head on straight. She ends up flirting with his first mate, Ambrose Teeling ♥, a lot... Oopsie!! they're smooching now :3 Another oopsie, Ambrose tells her a lovely heartfelt "i love you" and she panics about it. but!! She promises that she'll return in the future,, at least to say hi, if nothing else is possible for them by then.

She ends up floating over to Captain Zell's crew; where she has a small affectionate fling with Prism Fadebrine, and meets Marchosias! A Wolf. A Normal, Regular Wolf. Definitely Not A Demon In Disguise. but!! Marchosias is a sweetboy and loves Eliana and helps her start to identify what is Ipos's influence and what is her own thought!! :D

[During all of this, Liifa is off mucking around and doing his silly little time-waster things. He actually starts to get more involved with Talia Reavefade's crime syndicate, and becomes an integral part of a Very Important Mission!!]

Eliana steals something from someone she shouldn't during one piracy outing, and gains the attention of Palawa Joko, because That Thing Is Rightfully His and whatnot!! :) She dips on Zell's crew, hoping to at least take the heat off of them - but also starts researching what she can on the Binding. She discovers that, throughout history, a lich has been carrying it. So maybe another lich is what she needs to disconnect from it ... she thinks it's a great idea to get captured! Maybe she can trade This Silly Trinket for some help! :)

it does not work that way. ♥ She gets captured, brought to Gandara, and Joko has a fun little conversation with her before deciding that she'd be of much better use to him, Awakened. Joko sees her connection to the Binding, and forces her to make a deal with the demons inside - to give up all of her memories in exchange for raw power. Joko's only trying to make a soldier out of her - a tool and nothing more. Ipos, in the Binding still, freaks the fuck out about this turn of events, and promptly drags Liifa halfway across Thyria and into the Binding, while Liifa's in the middle of that Very Important Mission. (That's a loose-end that'll haunt him later!!)

This is around when they properly meet! Liifa knows that he gave her the Binding, but doesn't remember any of his emotions around that point, or meeting her before that point. At first, they're very much at odds with each other. He is very annoyed and stressed out about all of this - seeing as he's in Joko's fucking house while there's still a bounty out on his head from the elder lich, AND !! this plant girl is so confidently stubborn that this will work out in the end!! he absolutely thinks that she's insane!!

but they talk! they get better acquainted with each other and start to work together despite their reservations. The truth is, she doesn't know what she's in store for in Gandara, and he's at least somewhat familiar with Joko's games and goals. She introduces herself as Flower because that's what Joko's been calling her, but something tells Liifa that that isn't her actual name. He leaves it be for now, though.

There's also the case of Alana; an ancient Sunspear hero who's now a lich, kind of living in Joko's house and giving him shit while they secretly feed the Sunspears information on the Mordant Crescent's movements, so they can continue to evade them. (Alana is the Hero of Nightfall in my personal AU, and simply a Nightfall companion for collab AU's!) They also tune in to help Flower, occasionally commenting on how they remember that "a Sunspear first carried that same book." Liifa keeps convincing himself that they aren't talking about him, but they are. That's its own whole thing.

And so!! Shenanigans ensue!! Flower only knows Liifa as a voice from the Binding for a while, since he risks exposure by hopping out of it at any point. so he doesn't! Eventually they figure out how to wrangle her memories back from Ipos, too. So Liifa then knows her as Eliana, although Joko continues to call her Flower aksjdnjdfh

ALSOOOO !!! here's a brief change of pace via a snippet from one of their writings together:

Eliana had a soft, pleasant smile, gently tilting her head to the side as she stared at him. Liifa uncertainly pinned one ear back, raising a brow in question. Her smile widened as she giggled. “Sorry for staring, I just think you’re pretty. I haven’t seen you before now.” His ears flicked up as he fumbled for words, awkwardly resting his left arm behind his back as he thought about his posture, how he must look at the moment- “Oh, right, ah… Well, as you can see, nothing like Ipos.” He joked, shrugging as he looked out the window. She giggled again, and Liifa felt something in his chest constrict. “Oh, of course! Absolutely nothing like that raven,” she chimed in, casually patting on the bed next to her. “Come on, you don’t have to stand all the way over there.”

(they're cute and i love them so much sdjhsdf)

once he's Out of the book once, it ends up happening more and more often. :> Only ever in the safety of Eliana's "room" in the palace, but still! She pesters him into snuggling with her some nights and he awkwardly obliges her. ^^ This definitely endears them both to each other a lot more!! They start to take little outings onto the roof, too, to look at the stars some nights! It's one of Eliana's favorite things to do while they're stuck there, trying to plan their future escape.

There is a point where, uh !! Eliana doesn't bring back the Commander's head for Joko, and he's furious about it because she Didn't Even Try. :) This part is very fun, because Liifa comes out of the Binding in full shroud because Joko's threatening to end her life for good. He doesn't appreciate that!! - The problem, is that Eliana's terrified for Liifa's safety. She,, very nicely asks him to just,, retreat to the Binding :') He hates this!!! ABSOLUTELY HATES THIS!!! but he does, only because he's thinking up a plan.

Smash cut to uh, Eliana's dead for a minute, Ipos is trying to steal her soul still, (and Liifa's,) and Liifa's trying to figure out how to bring someone back from the dead without accidentally tying their lifeforce to his and turning them into, essentially, his phylactery.

Even with everything in the Binding, he can't :') so! He sucks it up! and uhh!!!!!!! Revives her!!!!!! BUT THERE'S A WHOLE THING WITH THIS PART OKAY OKAY THIS PART IS SO IMPORTANT. THIS IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME AND ABOUT THEM.

Liifa does his healing thing, and pulling for her lifeforce and whatnot, right?? right?? (jingle jangle jingle this is important i prommy) Instead of reaching the whole way to bring her back, Liifa only reaches halfway. This is something that he never exactly talked to her about - the possibility of her dying, and them getting out meaning that he would have to revive her and bind her to him in the same way that Joko's done to her. So he's hesitant. He doesn't like doing this. He only reaches halfway in order to give her a choice. (She's stuck in limbo due to Binding shenanigans, also. that might be an important detail to this too FHSJGKJF) So he only reaches out to her, he doesn't drag her along. Her whole life has pretty much been having every choice taken from her, or made for her. So someone else giving her a choice, and meaning it, is a very big deal for her!!

She reaches back, he brings her back; they're both exhausted and Liifa worries that he's made a huge mistake, but she reached out to him as well. That has to count for something. and it does!!

Bonus: i like to think that lich / phylactery bonds between people also means that they can feel each other's emotions! :D so i use this headcanon a lot lol. This unintentionally does wonders at bonding them closer together though!! (And as time goes on, they end up becoming one hell of a battle-couple because they just get so in-tune with each other!)

Eliana's coming back from the dead is very noticed, however, and Joko decides to let them have their little game, for now. She's still Awakened, and technically has the pull of two different liches going on now. (Liifa, again, hates this and tries to be as ambivalent as possible as to not unintentionally influence her on anything.) She still gains the title of The Desert Rose, forced into becoming Joko's righthand enforcer against any would-be upstarts.

Once the ending of Long Live the Lich comes around, she's forced to fight the Commander right before they can fight Joko. They're still placed in the throne room; and they cut her down once before Joko decides that he's going to join the fight. Making it a 2v1, not in favor of the Commander. ((debatably ofc! if it's an AU with someone else then there could be 2 Cmdrs in there or anything like that, i'm just working based off of my personal AU here!! ♥))

This is where Liifa sees an opening for a make-or-break plan. He takes his chances, leaping out of the Binding in full shroud, and immediately telling the Commander to focus on Joko; that he'll handle Eliana. (The Commander does not know who Eliana is lmao, but picks up that he's referring to The Desert Rose.) Liifa doesn't exactly fight her, but he does effectively talk her down as much as he can while Joko's distracted! :D

as we know Joko goes down, Aurene has a snackie -- they can finally leave!! Liifa kinda assumes that they'll part ways, but he also, just. Doesn't. Go Anywhere. not without Eliana at least! So they end up sticking together, and with the Commander's team for a minute, all the way up and through the end of Icebrood Saga!

they're gay the whole way through, though. They are ABSOLUTELY channeling that entire post about "not romantic, not platonic, but a secret third thing: so devoted that the lines blur." !!!! That's this entire stage !!!!

they're still at that stage to this day, but i have PLANS...

Eventually they will have more misadventures and get married and have a polycule!! ♥ BUT I'LL STOP HERE FOR RIGHT NOW. SINCE. UH. THIS IS ALREADY INCREDIBLY LONG !!! THERE'S TECHNICALLY A LOT MORE FOR THEM ALREADY AND A LOT MORE DETAILS BUT UH. YEA. THIS IS HELLA LONG. ♥

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK !!!

SORRY THAT I THREW SO MUCH INFORMATION AT YOU IN RETURN THOUGH !!! DW ABOUT READING EVERYTHING BECAUSE I KNOW THIS IS A LOT... I LOVE U THO SUNCROW THANKIE FOR THE RAMBLE OPPORTUNITY <3 <3 <3

#SORRY IF THIS IS WAY WAY MORE THAN YOU BARGAINED FOR BUT UH. HAVE THE MAJORITY OF THEIR STORYLINE TOGETHER !!! #also i typically reread posts to make sure they make sense before i post them. but. uh! my brain empty now ♥ #if anything's confusing just let me know and i can elaborate tho!! :D #thank you so much for the ask !! <3 #My content #c:Liifa #c:Eliana of Dusk #i am NOT tagging everyone who appears in this because. holy fuck that's too many tags KJSHDKFNSD #sh:Temperance