#anyway she was mad about having to wake up which is fair

[delusioninabox]

Daily #2,514! Teach your small child to journal and enjoy writing down all your crimes on their behalf.

#daily #comic #comic strip #webcomic #lol #random #silly #kids #preschoolers #toddlers #emotions #big feelings #journaling #parenting #anyway she was mad about having to wake up which is fair

[starberry-cupcake]

We are done with book 1, folks!!!

previously, in gideon the ninth

this happened

also, I was proven right about dulcinea (kind of)

just pointing that out again

final update of this book, it's gonna be a bit of a long one, folks (gideon, from inside my mind, where she is now living rent-free: "that's what she said!"):

we left off in the fight against not!dulcinea

yandere simulator twin w/inner chad was being used as a battery pad

regina george twin is at an unknown location

la gideon and my qp wife are fighting

harrowcita passed out

so basically not!dulcinea unlocks the big magnus archives entity monster harrowbean had previously locked

harrow wakes up to make a bone dome

for scale, this is the dome and mickey is gideon, but she's inside the thing

magnus archives junji ito monster keeps beating the dome from outside to crack it open like an egg

harrowbean starts to disintegrate from the inside because it's hard to make a bone spaceship earth and keep it up

camilla is accepting fate at this point, my poor beloved qp wife

but la gideon is not gonna give up

she's never gonna give you up

never gonna let you down

never gonna...

so harrow starts making a goodbye speech

reminding gideon to take care of the ninth and the barbie in the freezer

for the barbie reference, please go to this recap

but gideon is determined to come up with a plan

*very niche reference but "bien warrior" by miss bolivia plays in the background*

we all know this is a terrible idea because gideon's plans are always "punch really hard" and, in this case, that's a wild thing to do

but she does that

a metal version of that

she decides to, if I understand correctly (because description is scarce for various acceptable reasons) impale herself on the iron spikes inside the dome, to force Harrow to slurp her soul

so this is the situation

absolutely heartbreaking stuff

she's sort of ghost-placing herself behind Harrow to guide her using the sword

like this

and being all silly and gideon-esque and harrow is heartbroken and sad and it's all very very heartbreaking and I'm suffering

I'm ANGRY, OK????

IT'S NOT FAIR

I didn't even like gideon at the start

I complained about her for like a good first chunk of this book

I got mad at her for being dense and not following through with things

I got angry at her way of approaching situations and trusting people I didn't trust

I didn't totally vibe with her vibe most times

and then she made me like her and grow attached and NOW I HAVE TO SUFFER???

what's the point????? you make me like you and then you SACRIFICE YOURSELF?????

WHY??????

footage of me

anyway, it's fine, we're fine, everything's FINE

harrow and force-ghost gideon defeat not!dulcinea by aiming at the "issue" palmolive started

( @lady-harrowhark "paramedics" is actually a much better nickname, why didn't I think of that)

not!dulcinea crosses the veil, hopefully forever, good riddance bitch, you really did fuck everything up for petty reasons

harrow passes out

afterwards, harrow wakes up in like a sort of hospital situation or something like that

the space version of that

there's a man reading stuff in a tablet and a paper

a "flimsy", which I didn't know was something before this book (again, not a native English speaker, doing my best here)

the man has very specific eyes which I imagined in a way that I'm not sure is what it's supposed to be, but I'm gonna keep my version for now

this is the man of the hour, the emperor, many other titles I can't remember, the reason we all got together in the first place

harrow is upset, I'm upset, we're all upset

emperor sama over here can't do shit about it

according to him

which, what are you, the wizard of oz?

he's also like "forgive not!dulcinea, it was my bad" I WILL FORGIVE NOTHING

he says he can't bring gideon back without risking harrowbean as well

very limited for a man who claims to be god

who seems to have beef with a barbie in an ice cube

idk about this guy

so he tells harrow that he's gonna protect the ninth if she becomes lyctor because the universe is going to shit and he can't handle everything on his own anymore

you know what could have helped, my man? COMMUNICATION

WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING AT ANY GIVEN POINT

anyway, harrow is, at this point, tired and sad and grieving for everything so she says ok

according to this guy, the only other survivor is yandere simulator twin w/inner chad who is missing an arm

very convenient for him, who needs lyctors

an didn't, at any point, explain anything

but they "haven't been able" to find the bodies of: la gideon, my wife and regina george twin

everyone else was, at least, partially recovered, as far as I remember he said

they're probably gathering pieces of palmolive from every carpet and piece of wallpaper

I am reluctantly gonna miss that guy

so there is hope that I'm not a qp widow yet and that la gideon might come back in some capacity, which I MEAN, COME ON

also, I don't know if people would be making such a fuss about her arms if her body wasn't of consequence anymore

because I don't know much about these books but I did know that coming in, that and skull make up were my two clues

and we still don't know where she came from and if she's a demigod

and why her hair and eyes are that color

I don't know, I'm unsure about this

I hold hope

keeeeeeep hoooooolding ooooooon ♪

I am sure regina george twin will be back because people have been cryptic about her in replies to my updates

and I hope camilla comes back because right now I'm like a victorian wife, standing at a lighthouse, waiting for her sailor to come back from the depths of the sea, throwing messages in bottles

final extra notes:

THERE WAS A GLOSSARY ALL ALONG

I COULD HAVE BEEN LOOKING AT IT

maybe it was better this way, though, but WHY DIDN'T I LOOK PROPERLY

PALMOLIVE WOULD KILL ME FOR THIS OVERSIGHT

now I know what thanergy is, what thalergy is, what bone magic and flesh magic differ in, can you believe???

I can summon my own construct and everything

it's the only way to make friends as an adult, after all

there is a guide for the names and I have been pronouncing more things right than I thought because many of these are based in Latin and I'm a Spanish speaker so maybe if I had just pronounced them as they sounded to me I could have remembered more names

there is also a list of salseo/tea from judith

I kept making comments while reading them

she was acting like camilla was of no consequence from the start

ALSO PROTOZOA HAD KIDS?????? WHAT????

man, poor dude, rip this guy we never really knew

she did read chad for filth, which is correct

but they were off about absolutely everything else

important ending commentary of the book:

as an ending side note

I'm going to just point this out, with kindness and utmost respect

like, much love and respect and warm regards

don't kill me for this

as an editor

I am enraged with the tagline they have in the cover of this book, now that I've finished it

the quote that's in the cover about lesbian necromancers in a victorian mansion in space and whatnot

it sells the book incredibly short and also tells you things you shouldn't be told because a) they aren't as clear cut as they make them out to be and b) you should be told none of that entering this book

best experience is to know absolutely nothing

like gideon

and since I have an ebook, I see that quote more prominently than any blurb

it reads like the short summary of a fic and it doesn't do it justice one bit

now that I've finished the book, I think this post was about it and I didn't know at the time, because that's fair

this book is very difficult to categorize because it seems to be using a lot of different references and mixing them together in a very personal and unique way to the author

but, because of that, it's a very unique take on different things

I think it stands very aligned with both core classics and more contemporary foundations, at the same time

and the narrative point of view is a bit at-odds with the complexity of the lore, which makes it a very brave first part of a bigger thing for an author to throw out there

and it works, as it is

it actually works well like that

however, as difficult as it can be to explain it, that tagline really flattens it to something that I don't think favors how much more of that it is???

I don't know, that's just my personal & professional opinion, but anyway

I need to go find the next one

you haven't seen the last of me!!!!!

#luly reacts to tlt #gideon the ninth #tlt #tlt spoilers #gideon the ninth spoilers #gif cw #long post #trying not to do literary analysis at the end there #and editing analysis #for all of our sakes

[greenerteacups]

Oooh can you talk more about fashion in Lionheart? I love love Narcissa’s letters to Draco in the beginning, loving him more than tea and champagne and silk pillowcases—the glamour and indulgence of it all!

[rubs hands together] Well. I'm going to take advantage of these asks and go full-indulgence, then.

Since you mentioned Narcissa, I'll run with it: Cissa is always wearing black. Always. Usually she's wearing a gown or elaborate dress, modeled after the Edwardian style; sometimes, a nightgown; and sometimes it's "leathers," which I interpret as some kind of corseted fighting habit with a knee-length skirt and light armoring — in fact, heavily modeled after the outfit that Bellatrix wears in the films, only she'd wear a blouse underneath it (she's not indecent).

The color does a couple of things for her. First, it's obviously a nod to her family. (Sirius, incidentally, also wears black all the time. In fairness, black leather was having kind of a moment in the 90's, and he's a bit of a punk himself, but there's still a parallel there if you want to see it.) Black is also a color of mourning, and Narcissa is someone who lives heavily in the shadow of the past; in her prologue to Book 4, we see that she wakes up in the morning thinking about Andy and Bellatrix, and then has an imaginary conversation with one of her hallucinations while she gets dressed. None of this seems unusual to her. She's quite literally haunted — she's a woman trapped in an old English country estate with only servants and ghosts for company, slowly going mad, while the social order around her crumbles; it's all very Jane Eyre, very Turn of the Screw, very Gothic. It's like if Rochester had died and left the house and Adele to Bertha. And she dresses for the part! When her son rocks up with an unwanted houseguest, she swans down to dinner in white tie! She's saying, yeah, I am that bitch, and you should be intimidated by me, and this is not like the houses you're used to. Say what you want about Narcissa, you can't say she doesn't have panache.

Then you have her hair. I made a conscious decision to tweak the Black sisters' hair from the books, where they all have radically different hair colors and textures, because I wanted to underscore their similarities, not their differences. They're sisters; they grew up together; it's not realistic that some of them Just Are better/sweeter/nicer people, and I don't like what it suggests about the morality of the HP universe if that's how it works. Anyway, so I gave Andy and Bella basically identical hair, and I cribbed Narcissa's hair from the movies, where she has this cool two-tone black-and-white bouffant going on. The thematic reasons for this are (1) it looks sick as fuck, (2) it looks sick as FUCK, and (3) I think there's something really interesting about the idea that Narcissa either chooses to dye her hair to resemble her sisters or dyes it to differentiate herself. Whatever her natural hair color is, she's changed it to try and take control of her relationship to her family/past, and the reasons for that are intriguing.

#greenteacup asks #lionheart spoilers #prognosticating #for the last paragraph specifically

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Guys I am on the edge I am losing it. I haven’t written fanfiction since freshmen year of high school, since then I’ve said all my writing will be publishable. And yet I am mere seconds away from losing myself to a Sully family adopting Spider fic what is wrong with me. The chokehold this series has on me. Anyways here are some headcanons that have been giving me holes in my brain:

-All the Sully's constantly argue over who Spider likes best, especially Kiri and Lo'ak. "That's my best friend" "NO, that's my best friend." "I knew him first." "Well, that's not fair you were born first. I've known him my whole life." Then dark horses Tuk and Neteyam come in like "You'd be surprised to learn spider actually likes me best." For a while after Tuk was born the competition was HEAVILY in her favor and everyone was mad about it. Neteyam doesn’t participate unless he wants to annoy someone, but no one thinks he’s in the running as much as he actually is. Spider has no idea this competition exists and whoever tells him is instantly disqualified so he never will. 

-This shit absolutely applies to Jake and Neytiri too if/when they officially adopt him. Which parent Spider likes best competition. Who can get him to call them mom/dad first wins. It’s absolutely RUTHLESS and everyone knows about it except Spider. I’m fairly certain Jake and Neytiri’s love language is borderline unhealthy competition. Bets are made, sabotage is attempted, Tonowari definitely tries to help his bestie Jake and whatever plan they come up with is dumb as hell, I don’t know what it is but it’s stupid. Ultimately, Neytiri wins. Jake is not sad about it actually. 

-Tuk is every parents worst nightmare. Her siblings are so much older than her, she has been desensitized to everything. When Lo’ak and Kiri were Tuk’s age they were fighting over a toy, but Tuk is pretty sure she’s ready for an Ikran. She is the ringleader of all her friendgroups and she can manipulate anyone into anything. She was the youngest to do everything in her family just to keep up with her siblings, and that means she knows so much more than all her friends her age. She taught them all the swear words they know, and she definitely told every child in the clan how babies are made as soon as Lo’ak told her and they were ALL way too young to know. 

-The entire clan is worried Jake and Neytiri will have another accident child. Only they were surprised by Tuk, no one else was. 

-Neteyam confides in Spider in a way he can’t with his siblings. Not only are they the oldest, but I think he isn’t afraid to not be perfect in front of Spider (This is why Neteyam is Spider’s favorite jkjk). I think they have a lot of chill talks up on the mountains, or they go flying and Neteyam’s just like “What if I fail at the hunt tomorrow?” or some shit and Spiders like “Well, it would be about time, and then you would just try again.”

-Spider is Mo’at’s least problematic grandchild, and the one that annoys her the least consistently. Kiri is still her fav tho. There is no Mo’at’s fav competition because everyone knows Kiri would win, but sometimes Lo’ak says he’s her fav because their names are similar and then everyone calls him stupid.

-Speaking of Mo’at, I’m pretty sure her and Jake get drunk together at least once a month. I don’t know what they talk about but GOD I want to. Only Norm has ever been invited and that was like one time and it’s because he and Mo’at are secret besties.

-Spider gives the best advice ever, because of being the only human child on Pandora he has empathy for everyone. He’s the best person to go to if you did something wrong because he’s for sure done something worse. Unfortunately he is incapable of taking any advice himself, and he is def suicidal a lil. You cannot convince me that kid doesn’t wake up every day wanting to die a little bit. 

-For a solid half a year certified dumbasses Lo’ak and Jake were pretty sure Rotxo was some sort of spirit from Eywa because they never met his parents and never saw him go home and he was always somehow around. They shared this theory with no one but each other, which is good because it’s dumb.

-I think once adopted, Spider is a mama’s boy. He craves physical attention and he has been raised essentially Na’vi in a way that Jake hasn’t. I think he would connect with Neytiri’s parenting style more, I think they’d do a lot of weird shit together that the other kids would rather die than help with, like cooking or mending shit. I think Spider would be literally delighted to help with boring household chores with his mother and that’s so mamas boy of him. He’s a “mother, do you need help with dinner, can I do the dishes so you can sit down?” kid while all the rest of them are gagging and calling him a suck up in the background.

-It comes to a head when he tries to help make lunch instead of going surfing with Lo’ak, Kiri, and Ao’nung, and they have to have an intervention. It’s very serious, everyone was there, Tsireya, Ao’nung, Rotxo obviously came because I’m convinced he doesn’t actually have a home. They treat Spider like a five year old going to his first day of preschool.

-Spider and Neytiri also both have experienced such immense loss, and it shaped them both so much at such a young age. I think the way they would talk about it would be similar, and it would be a connection discovered that wouldn’t be vocally acknowledged often but they would both have that. It’s a mutual understanding that the others can’t get as much that helps them get past any animosity and fear. It takes them longer to get to casual conversation actually.

-If Spider ever got an Avatar Mo’at would make them put off the full transfer until he was older 50% because of his safety and 90% because he’s forced to spend time with her every night when he goes back to his human body no matter where they are. She is vocally grumbling always about how her family never visits. He does not pretend to hate it.

-It started out because Spider wasn’t taking care of his human body well enough, for sure. He’s Jake coded. Mo’at was on Feed New Grandson For Daughter duty. But now it evolved and he’s popping out of the link after a long day of Spearfishing with the Boys (I believe this is Tonowari and Jake’s fav father/son + Rotxo bonding activity) and Mo’at is there with Norm and Spider’s dinner like “you will not believe what this idiot warrior did” and Norms like “Do tell” and Spider has his second dinner with the HOTTEST TEA in the Omaticaya camp that Norm and Mo’at can spill. And one time he’s like “Lo’ak fell off a tree today because he’s too used to the water now” and then when Lo’ak finds out about that he pushes Spider out of a tree (from a safe height).

-(He has to recount this tea the next morning to Jake, this is what he and Mo’at did when drinking, he pretends he wants to be up on current affairs in his former tribe but Jake Sully is a gossip whore and he isn’t hiding it well). 

-No one else is interested in this but Lo’ak. He cares so much. It’s Spider spilling the hottest tea with so much disinterest (he only cares because it’s Mo’at and Norm) and Lo’ak and Jake like gasping and then pretending they didn’t. 

-Obviously Kiri and Spider’s bond is insane and unbreakable but I think one time he stepped on a bug and she didn’t speak to him for the entire day. He probably has nightmares about that day. But also Lo’ak did the same thing once and she didn’t talk to him for a week so. 

-I like to think the rest of the Omaticaya do love Spider cause he’s just that weird little guy that’s always like crouched on the rocks and in the trees and shit. I think he and the Sully’s do have other friends and do spend time with others, but Spider, Kiri, Lo’ak, and then later Tuk, all spend literally every waking moment together because they all can’t escape that little feeling that they don’t quite fit in. 

-Tuk doesn’t feel this way she just wants to be there. Neteyam totally feels this way he just feels like he has to be responsible.

-Neteyam also spent every waking moment with them until he had Adult Business to attend to, like learning to be in charge. Now he just spends all his free time with them. His friends are probably like “Why do you want to spend all your time with your little siblings?” and he has Vietnam flashbacks to the 17 things that Lo’ak and Spider did that almost got them killed that week alone (but also he loves being with them all).

-When the Sully’s leave Mo’at is really sad but Norm visits her annoyingly for weird advice that he doesn’t actually need every day and she pretends to hate it but doesn’t because they are secret buddies. 

-Idk if this even happens to Na’vi but Neteyam’s human dna finds a way and he goes prematurely grey for sure. Kids so stressed it’s a miracle he doesn’t go into cardiac arrest. 

-Tonowari and Ronal literally don’t know where Rotxo comes from half the time. He’s just always there. One time when Ao’nung was a baby Tonowari turned around for like 15 seconds to stoke the fire and then there were two babies, Ao’nung and Rotxo, on the mat. 

-Lo’ak doesn’t think things through. Spider has no self preservation skills. There is a difference. So when Lo’ak suggests a dumb thing Spider will probably do it first cause he has recognized and acknowledged the risks, he just doesn’t care, whereas Lo’ak hasn’t realized yet. So he’ll test it out for Lo’ak first. The amount of dumb shit Lo’ak did went way up when Spider was captured because his human test dummy wasn’t there. 

-Once with the Metkayina, Spider and Lo’ak have found a kindred dumbass in Ao’nung (+ Rotxo). He’s never thought a single decision through in his entire life (neither has Rotxo, he’s just here to vibe). They are menaces.

-Unfortunately for everyone, Jake and Tonowari created them from their own very loins, and they too, are dumbasses. If the RDA ever leave them alone the amount of bad decisions the five of them (and Rotxo) will get up to will be astronomical. There’s at least one incident that gets Jake and Tonowari exiled from their respective marui for the night and they have an Adult Men sleepover on the beach that is like the most fun either of them ever had, but they pretend it was no fun at all when they come back. 

-After that Tonowari replaces Mo’at as Jake’s monthly drinking/gossip buddy. Tonowari has never met most of the Omaticayans, but he could ruin lives with some of the info he has. 

-This one might be out of left field, but I think every single Sully child has had a crush to varying degrees on Spider at some point. I think Spider has never even remotely fathomed that anyone on planet Pandora has ever or will ever like him, and if anyone ever did he might just die of shock. He thinks he’s dying a virgin, probably at a young age.

-Ronal and Neytiri go on pretending to hate each other long after they became friends just for fun. No one figured it out until Neytiri was the first choice babysitter for Ronal and Tonowari’s new baby for like the tenth time.

-If Spider ever beats anyone at anything he believes they let him win and literally nothing can change his mind. He’s convinced baby Tuk let him win in a foot race one time, and that Lo’ak fell out of a tree on purpose to let him win a climbing race. The most criminal one is his claim that Ao’nung got a hole in his net intentionally so all his fish escaped and Spider had more. The joke is that no one other than Neteyam or Tsireya would ever let him win. 

-The amount of times a Sully child accidentally dislocated Spider’s arm trying to pull him somewhere is way higher than anyone wants to admit, but Spider can now relocate his arm on his own like a pro. His pain tolerance is way higher than anyone’s should be. Kid just braces that shit against a tree and pops it back in and everyone is horrified every time. The first time it happened in front of the Metkayina kids Ao’nung threw up and then Lo’ak laughed until he cried. Spider shouldn’t use that arm for at least the rest of the day but he used it to shove Lo’ak for Ao’nung.

-Spider loves babies, will stop, drop everything to watch any baby, because he knows how much Na’vi treasure children and he never feels more important then when he gets to watch a little kid because he was trusted to keep the kid safe.

-Lo’ak and Spider are equally matched at sparring because Spider knows where Lo’ak is ticklish.  

-One time Kiri and Lo’ak had a sleepover with Spider at the lab. Norm pretended to hate it but then let them sleep in the room with Grace’s tank and also made them cookies. It was the best night of Spider’s life. Tuk was too little to go and threw the most massive fit ever about it so Neteyam stayed back to keep her company and he was Very Mature and Not At All Jealous about it. 

-They brought him back a cookie, and then everyone was tired all day because literally no one slept except for Tuk. They all took a nap halfway through the day all in a little puppy pile and that was the real sleepover. 

-Post sleepover, the amount of printed out images of human Jake Sully from video logs with like dumb things drawn on him that have made their way around camp is insane. Norm made the kids draw mustaches on him for sure. Jake can’t take a single solitary step without there being a picture of him with a dick for a nose on a tent pole. He was probably stressed about something and this was Lo’ak’s brilliant Cheer Up Dad plan. It was the worst plan ever, but for some unknown reason it worked, and Jake keeps cackling at them like a crazy person when he sees them. Retaliatory Norm pics are in the works, Jake got all the kids in on it this time. Tuk is really good at drawing pa’li shit on Norm’s head.

-Neteyam knows everything about everyone so when he gets in on teasing and jokes his are fucking crazy accurate and targeted, you’ll never recover. Tuk has picked this up from him and she has that little kid talent to destroy you. 

-Every single time someone goes somewhere Spider says some shit like “I hope I see you again!” and everyone knows it’s not a joke and no one finds it funny but he can’t stop doing it.

-The pact that was born between Ao’nung and Lo’ak to impress their respective love interests is the Fight Club of all pacts, either would kill the other to keep it quiet and not feel even a little bad about it. Lo’ak teaches Ao’nung to climb trees to impress Neteyam and Ao’nung teaches Lo’ak to surf to impress Tsireya. Ao’nung eats shit so hard that Lo’ak almost literally dies laughing but then Ao’nung doesn’t warn him about rip currents so he can rescue Lo’ak in front of Neteyam like he’s in Baywatch, coming out of the water all dramatically and with a lil hair flip and then presenting him with his half murdered little brother like a gift.

-The Sully children have been divvying up who gets what of Jake’s stuff when he dies since Tuk was like four. Obviously, they will be devastated, but it’ll be a little less sad when Kiri gets Jake’s coolest knife and not Lo’ak, or Tuk gets his best arm band before Neteyam can call dibs even tho it won’t fit her. It was a lot funnier before the RDA came back. 

-No one has ever dared to do this to Neytiri’s stuff. 

#these oscillate between #canon universe #and one where neytiri was just chill with spider the whole time #as you can tell #anyways I probably will come up with more but feel free to add #or write anything based off of any of these #for the love of god I have actual submissions due i CAN'T BE DISTRACTED BY THIS #anyways #i refrained from any lo'ak/spider headcanons because i too am surprised that i got got by that ship #bitter man #that fic got me #sorry some of these are silly and some are NOT #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #jake sully #neytiri sully #neteyam sully #lo'ak sully #kiri sully #tuktirey sully #tonowari #ronal #tsireya #ao'nung #rotxo #norm spellman #mo'at #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar

[szallejhscorner]

Goodbye, my Friend

This one is for @vesta-ro. They requested a scenario based on the CiaD-Y/N, where they and Kyuuma had been really close in the real life and they get a chance to say goodbye before the end of the King of Clubs game. Which doesn’t please Chishiya at all :D

It was really fun to work on something a bit different this time!

Leaving the camp and all your friends still feels wrong somehow. The Witch Hunt has caused so many deaths and the survivors just found together again, only for you to scoot away with Chishiya early in the morning. Has Kuina been mad when waking up and noticing you weren’t there anymore, or wasn’t she surprised at all? Will they be fine? What games will they choose to play, and who will survive till the end?

What games will you play?

Everything about the second stage is uncertain. It is obviously much more dangerous and difficult than what you went through these last weeks, and it scares you. Having Chishiya on your side is only a mild comfort in that, since he will most likely chase every single Diamonds game he can find and you can’t tell what feels worse – knowing he could die in one of them or being left alone since you definitely won’t accompany him into one. 

On top of that, what if Chishiya decides your presence has been enough? That man really has a talent to leave unnoticed at every occasion, and there’s always a chance of waking up one morning without him next to you. It is a frightening thought, that he might leave you and die in a game, and you’d never know what happened to him, but this is the way games are played in this world. 

So many deaths. Quick ones, slow ones. The trauma it caused the survivors is never to be forgotten. And still… up to this day, none of the deceased ones has been close to you. There have been a couple of faces you recognized from real life; people you had sometimes passed in stores and cafés or something, but none you’d call an acquaintance or even friend.

The more you think about it, the less you want to see an old friend here. The chance of them dying is far too big, and you’re not sure that’s a pain you would be able to handle. 

The fear of losing Chishiya is already enough, and the same goes for the new friends you have made since arriving here – the ones that are still alive after all.

You gulp when the image of Ichika’s lifeless body emerges from your memories, shot dead by Niragi who has mercilessly hunted down anyone in the Beach to find the Witch. Just another reminder that Death never makes fair choices but ones a simple human will never comprehend.

The dark thoughts make you completely unobservant to your surroundings, and only the sound of a loud Gong! causes you to flinch and finally look up from the splintered concrete beneath your feet. You frantically look around to find its source, until Chishiya nods towards a clock tower in the distance, announcing the time as 12AM. Right above the clock face you notice two stag heads bumping their antlers against each other, twelve times in total. 

“Twelve times…” you mutter, and Chishiya hums, understanding your thoughts. “…twelve games. The start signal.”

Further away, the echo of shots bounces off the walls around you, making you shiver. A sniper, most likely, and you suppose they belong to one of the games. The second stage has begun and already people are dying. 

“Chishiya…” you begin, your voice merely more than a whisper, “I know you’ll want to participate in one of the Diamonds games. But… can we keep on walking, for just a bit longer? The fresh air helps to clear my mind, and I don’t think all three Diamonds games will be cleared that fast.”

His grunt is more than enough proof that he doesn’t like that idea too much, but he doesn’t keep you from heading towards the river. You reach for his hand, glad that he accompanies you anyway. A bit more of peace is all you want before diving head first into new games, and you have a feeling that the water will be the perfect place to provide that to you. 

The buildings around you get smaller and the river comes in sight, its water so clear and unpolluted that life has found its way back into the flowing cold. Fish scales are glinting under the surface, uncaring for your presence as you let your hand slide into the river. 

Humans aren’t a threat anymore here in this world. It should make you happy for nature, but somehow it’s more a sad thought; a reminder that humans aren’t really important and humanity isn’t meant to last. 

Lost in thought, you merely keep track of time passing. It must have been at least an hour since Chishiya or you both spoke a word, with the sound of your footsteps on the ground being the only thing that fills the silence, and you’re not entirely sure if it’s comfortable or not. 

You follow the river until it meets the ocean, the never-ending blue that is both so fascinating and incredibly dangerous. 

“I wonder what’s on the other side”, you ponder while watching the waves, “if there is a world outside of Tokyo.”

Chishiya follows your glance and hums, his lips curled up into the tiniest smirk. “Hatter tried to send out players using sailboats. They never came back, but red lasers were seen somewhere out there.”

“So if you try to run away, you’ll die?”

He nods, continuing to walk further along the harbor site. Not far in the distance, hundreds if not thousands of containers are stacked upon each other, creating a labyrinth of metal that will never sail the seven seas again. A sad yet fascinating thought, and something pulls you towards the containers, an unexplainable urge to go there and read the signs that you won’t understand anyway. Numbers and letters representing countries and companies, and yet you’ll never know what contents they carried – from yellow bath ducks to the most expensive luxury furniture. 

Chishiya doesn’t question why you’re heading towards that part of the harbor despite the King of Clubs blimp hovering in the air just above the metal labyrinth. This is a game venue, but you don’t want to participate. Now that you’re almost there, you spot a narrow path next to the containers, only a few inches of concrete between metal and the sea; a pathway that doesn’t seem to belong to the game. 

“Are you sure-“ Chishiya starts, but you don’t let him finish. 

Without a word, you squeeze past the first container, the sound of untamable shores right next to your feet. The noise of the blimp isn’t as loud as you’d expect being so close to it, and the huge banner with the King of Clubs on it moves gently with the wind. No noise comes from the other side of the metal wall, and you wonder if something happened there already. The second stage has just started, so maybe the game hasn’t even begun. 

The blonde huffs behind you, not exactly happy with the way you chose for your walk. You must be careful not to lose your footing, otherwise you’ll end up soaked in salt water, and the same goes for Chishiya. Although the thought of the blonde tumbling into the ocean makes you giggle. It would be cute seeing him helpless and out of control just for once, as long as it’s a benign situation. 

“Someone’s there”, you hear his muttering voice, and it makes you look up from the floor. Immediately, you spot an opening in the container wall, and a lone man is standing there, hands stretched out and face lifted towards the sky.

While being completely naked.

But that is not what makes you halt in an instant. It’s not the fact that you can see the bare and amazingly well-built man in all his glory. It’s not his shoulder-long hair waving in the wind, not the thoughtful look on his face. Not the metal bracelet around his wrist. 

It is the fact that you know exactly who this man is that causes you to inhale sharply. 

“Ginji…?” you whisper, not sure if you can believe what your eyes are showing you. 

The man turns as soon as he hears your voice, his expression as startled as yours. Once you can see his face, there is not a single doubt left: this is Kyuuma Ginji. Nudist, band leader, first love of your life. 

He’s here, in the Borderlands. And if there is one thing you know, then that this can never be a good thing. 

The way Kyuuma mutters your name makes you feel things you never thought you’d ever feel again. A familiarity is in his voice, a kindness that has been the center of your life for a long time until your ways had parted. Both of you had been young, and life moved on, with either of you choosing different directions to follow. Years had passed where you barely thought about him, but now, everything returns. 

Before you realize, you find yourself in a tight hug, not at all embarrassed by the fact that Kyuuma is still entirely nude. A lot more muscles than you remember move under his sun-warmed skin, and he’s taller than when you last met. But his eyes, the soulfulness and kindness in them, haven’t changed a bit. 

Kyuuma grabs your shoulder with one hand, pushing you away just a bit so he can see your face. With the other hand, he grabs your wrist, scanning it for something. Probably a bracelet of the kind he is wearing. “How?” he wonders, “how did you enter the game?”

You swallow. That Kyuuma is participating in such a high game doesn’t feel right. Until now you hadn’t even known that he’s here in the Borderlands, but you don’t want anything bad to happen to him. “I didn’t”, you answer honestly. “We were taking a walk, and I must have found some kind of loophole. But… what about you? How come you’re here, too? And why are you participating in this game? The King of Clubs, on top of that!”

A shadow covers his eyes, a sadness that feels heavy on your shoulder where his hand still remains. “Because I am the King.”

“That’s… no way. Stop kidding, Ginji! This isn’t the place for jokes right now.”

Sometimes, silence gives away more about the truth than a thousand words, and when he doesn’t answer, you take a few steps back while shaking your head. “No. No, no, no!” 

You’re no fool. If Kyuuma is truly a citizen – and you know him well enough to tell when he’s lying and when not – then it’s obvious that one of you won’t survive the end of this stage. Either the players will win, or the citizens. The Borderlands leave no space for something in between. 

Tears well up in your eyes, blurring the image of your dear friend and the wonderful sight of the ocean to your right. “That can’t be. It’s not fair, I-… I just found you!”

Kyuuma laughs, and the sound of it breaks your heart. He is always so gentle and genuine, despite the circumstances. “Would it have been any different if you’d found me earlier?” He asks, not expecting you to answer at all. His hand finds the way back to your shoulder and squeezes tightly, a familiar gesture of comfort. “We are winning the game. It is impossible for the player team to collect any more points now, so all that’s left is wait. Which means for now I’m not dead, and neither are you.”

“You’re… winning?” you whisper, not sure if that’s a good thing. On one hand, it’d mean Kyuuma’s survival for the moment, but on the other… 

Shaking your head, you place your hand on top of Kyuuma’s. The act is caused by a lack of words, although your old friend understands anyway. “Don’t worry too much. You always do that.”

“And you never worry at all.”

Kyuuma spreads his arms out again, as if he wants to hug the entire world. “Why should I? Life is wonderful. It’ll still be once we die. Death is nothing that could scare me, I’m ready to accept whatever outcome there will be for me. Shitara saw that too, and the rest of the band are on my side no matter what happens.”

The image of Kyuuma’s band fills your mind, and you remember the many evenings you had spent listening to their songs in garages and cellars. “They’re all here with you”, you conclude, not even a question. 

“They are, and no matter what, we’ll live or die together. You, though…” He tilts his head, a sad grin on his lips. 

Whatever happens to them, it’ll most likely be the opposite for you. And since you somehow managed to sneak into the area of a running game, this might be the last time to see Kyuuma alive. “We… should say farewell, then.”

The good-looking nudist wipes a single tear from your cheek before he pulls you into one last hug. Right here, right now, you could forget the dark world around you and pretend that you both’d be teenagers again, desperately in love and blind for the mystery around them. 

“Farewell, my friend”, Kyuuma breathes into your hair. 

You don’t want to let go. You don’t want to leave your friend behind, knowing that you will never meet again. Once you step back, everything will be said and done, and you are not ready for that to happen. But when Chishiya clears his throat behind you, you accept that there’s no use prolonging the inevitable. 

Taking a deep breath, you look Kyuuma deep in the eyes, feeling only a little bit of remorse that you entirely forgot about Chishiya’s presence for a while. 

“The game is about to end”, says the blonde in a stone-cold voice, “and we shouldn’t be in the area when that happens.” The icy tone is enough to tell you how much he despises seeing you and Kyuuma like this.

With a nod, you both agree to Chishiya and tell Kyuuma everything that words could never truly describe. That you won’t forget him if you’re the one to survive this, and that Kyuuma Ginji will always be dear to your heart, no matter what. He nods back, signaling that the same goes for him. The connection between the both of you has always been special, no matter for how long you’d lost contact in the past. Kyuuma might not be the love of your life any longer - that spot is likely to be replaced by a certain blonde and very arrogant surgeon - but he’ll always be the first you ever loved, your first kiss and your first heartbreak. 

The more you think about it, the more it feels like a gift that you were allowed to see Kyuuma one last time. Not as an enemy in a game, but as a friend. 

You take one last deep breath before turning around and walking away side by side with Chishiya. He doesn’t react when you reach out to hold his hand, since he’s probably sour about the scene he just witnessed. Not that you could blame him, although you won’t apologize, either. 

Together, you leave the containers behind and with them the game area. As you dare to throw a look over your shoulders, you notice just in time how a red laser cuts through the sky, crashing right into the spot where Kyuuma has been. Only seconds after, the blimp hovering high above the metal labyrinth explodes into thousands of burning pieces falling to the ground. You don’t watch it long enough to see the banner burn to ashes. 

Kyuuma has been sure that this game would count for the citizens, but somehow, the players have found a way to win in the end. But knowing your friend, it is clear that he didn’t regret a single thing before he died. Kyuuma left in peace with the world and with himself, and surprisingly you feel part of that peace too, despite new tears running down your cheeks. 

What comes even more surprising is that Chishiya eventually gives in and wraps his fingers around yours. He’ll never talk about what just happened, and you don’t want him to. It is enough to know that he’s still here. Maybe, just maybe, there’s even a tiny bit of satisfaction that he did feel something while watching you hug a naked, very good looking man. 

Love doesn’t come without a bit of teasing, after all. 

#oneshot #aib #alice in borderland #chishiya x reader #kyuuma ginji #kyuma ginji #kyuuma #kyuma #chishiya #chishiya shuntaro #kyuuma x reader #kyuma x reader

[thelazyhermits]

Book 7 has got me thinking about my Yuu's dynamic with Sebek and Silver, so I decided I wanna make a most about this trio like the one did with AYuuDeuce.

There are some Book 7 spoilers underneath the cut, and they're spoilers from some of the parts that are currently only available in the JPN server, so if y'all don't wanna see any form of spoilers, I'd recommend not reading this post.

Okay, so everyone knows that I adore Sebek and absolutely love writing fluffy moments with him and Yuu. That's why these two have such a close relationship my A Twisted Future series.

I've decided that all my current Sebek fics happen prior to Book 7, so they're both super close by the time Book 7 happens.

Silver, however, is someone I haven't talked a lot about which is a shame cause I love him a lot too.

Yuu treats Silver a lot like Kalim in that she really trusts him and is fond of him cause Silver is just such a sweetheart and is always a perfect gentleman around her, which is the kinda treatment she's a sucker for.

One idea related to the Silver/Yuu relationship that I came up which I really love is that Yuu is always able to wake up Silver when he falls asleep.

While others will often have difficulty waking Silver up when he's sleeping particularly deeply, Yuu doesn't really have that problem, and the reason for that is because she genuinely, platonically loves him.

I'm not quite sure about all the details about the sleeping curse that was placed on Silver when he was a baby. Like if it's only half broken thanks to the passage of time/Lilia or if it's completely broken but Silver just has sleep spells as an unfortunate side effect of being cursed for so long. If that's ever explained/confirmed, I totally missed that lol

Regardless, I love the idea of "love" still playing a crucial role when dealing with Silver's sleepiness, so someone with a pure love for him, whether it be romantic or platonic, can have an easier time waking him as compared to anyone else trying to wake him.

This kinda thing is perfect for Yuu who just loves so wholeheartedly without reservations due to having been unloved for all her life. She's desperate for that kinda love, which is why she doesn't hesitate to give it to those who are important to her since, to her, that's only fair.

Anyway, I just think it'd be super cute and wholesome if Yuu's always able to wake Silver up for a reason like that, and it's definitely an idea that matchmaker Lilia can get behind haha

Prior to Book 7, I'd say Yuu's relationship with Silver is a good one built on mutual trust and admiration for each others skills/good qualities, but I wouldn't say they're super close friends. They're definitely not as close as Yuu and Sebek are.

However, Book 7 is obviously gonna change things cause Yuu ends up spending so much time with Silver and Sebek, resulting in those three forming a really tight bond due to everything they've had to face and overcome together.

Rest assured, all the moments in Book 7 when Silver/Sebek need a hug, Yuu makes sure they get one. There are so many hug sessions that go on in this book.

When this madness is all over, I just want these kids all wrapped up in warm blankets and all cuddled up together somewhere safe where they can just rest and de-stress 😭

By the end of Book 7, the boys and Yuu are super comfortable with each other, like personal space is rarely considered, cause these kids went through hell and need that physical contact and a ton of it.

Anytime the boys are feeling unloved/are being weighed down by their insecurities, Yuu is showering them with as much love as she can and will keep at it for as long as they need her to.

She'll hug them close, card her fingers through their hair, and offer any kind of affection they want/need.

Sebek is the type who just loves being doted on by her, so Yuu always goes all out with that. Meanwhile, Silver just enjoys having someone close, someone he can hug and talk to if he has something he needs to get off his chest since he doesn't want to ask for too much. Of course, Yuu makes sure Silver gets that and so much more because it's what that sweet boy deserves.

Meanwhile, Sebek and Silver become very good at noticing when something's off with Yuu and are quick to offer comfort when they can tell she needs it, knowing it's better to act before she asks since she's not the type to ask for help until she's really bad off.

Silver will just quietly hold her hand or gently stroke her hair/back, or they'll just take a nap together if she just needs to a break from everything. He's always so gentle with her but never treats her like she's a piece of glass. That's just how he is since he possesses such a soft, gentle kindness that envelops you like a warm blanket fresh from the dryer.

While Sebek had already become quite good at expressing affection toward Yuu prior to Book 7, he's even better after the book since now he rarely ever hesitates to reach out to her when he thinks she needs him.

Sebek will often just wrap Yuu up in a tight, protective embrace that's always full of his love and care for her. Meanwhile, the kisses he places against her face and hair are always extremely tender, showcasing how much he treasures her.

By the end of Book 7, all three of them are more protective of each other because of everything they went through. Silver/Sebek are especially protective of Yuu cause there were times when her recklessness got the better of her during the book's events.

And I could see this book being when Yuu admits that her recklessness is the result of growing up her whole life never really caring about her own well-being since she was always treated like she was worthless. She never experienced love prior to NRC, so she didn't know how to love herself.

Fortunately, since coming to NRC, she has learned this valuable lesson, and she knows that now there are people who would be upset if she died, so she never wants to put the people she loves through that kinda pain. Plus, she truly wants to live now that she has a life she thinks is worth living.

Needless to say, Sebek gets really emotional when he hears that and hugs the hell out of her for a while.

Regrettably, old habits die hard, which is why Yuu can't just completely stop being reckless just cause she wants to, so that's why she will still have moments when she puts herself in danger in order to protect her loved ones.

Which is why Silver/Sebek will always watch her back because they want to protect her just as much.

Thanks to Book 7, I am now just so soft for the SilYuuSeb trio cause they're all such good kids who are always working so hard and doing their best. They care so much about each other and have so much mutual respect for one another.

Depending on how Book 7 ends, I might just have to write a fic with these three.

Just imagine, when it's all over and done and they're supposed to return to their rooms at the end of the day now that everything's back to normal, none of them can sleep, not even Silver, cause it's been what feels like forever since these three last slept on their own without the other two present and it just feels wrong to not know with complete certainty that they're all completely safe.

Fortunately, Lilia was smart enough to have Yuu stay over at Diasomnia for the night, out of concern for her mental state after such a stressful ordeal, so once the three have had enough of being alone, they all end up seeking each other out in the middle of the night.

Hence, the timeless classic cuddle pile cause that's exactly what these poor kids need.

And of course, the next morning, Lilia finds the three fast asleep all cuddled up together and is absolutely thrilled 😂

(There's also some worry, of course, but more than anything, he is just loving seeing his boys becoming even closer to his future daughter lol)

#fortune in twisted wonderland #book 7 spoilers #chapter 7 spoilers #although there aren't a lot of them #and only one really specific one

[brightgnosis]

I emailed my Synagogue President that I was supposed to be carpooling with, and let them know I wasn't going to be going with the group to the Purim party tomorrow because of everything going on. I'm devastated, but I mean ... What's really my other option?

I've been stressed to the teeth all week. I've been in pain the last 2 days straight. My Piriformis muscle is threatening to riot every time I stand, and I'm on the verge of reinjuring myself with one wrong move. To go, I'd have to go to bed at like 6 pm tonight and wake up at 5:30 in the morning, to meet for the carpool at the Synagogue at 6:30 am- then sit through a service that typically lasts until 12:30 in the afternoon, followed up by a party that will last for who on Earth actually knows how long. I can't borrow the wheelchair, and I will have absolutely zero control over when I leave, nor the comfort of my environment (all of which will contribute significantly to my pain levels).

It's not a good idea, given everything going on right now, and I'm honestly kind of so mad about it. Because I should be able to get to dress up as a Dinosaur, and go, and blow horns, and laugh, and eat funny shaped stuffed cookies, and meet my Conversion Classmates finally, and have fun being Jewish with my community for a day like I'm supposed to. Especially if my Father in Law gets to just mosey off whenever and go to Church after a hella late day at work without telling us ahead of time, and just assumes it's always a given that we'll be there to take care of my Mother in Law when he's not.

But I don't. Instead I get to sit here, and wait for her new medication to arrive- and then tomorrow I get to drive an hour and a half in the wrong direction in a Thunderstorm to take him a change of clothes. I don't get to go do something I've been planning for weeks for and was really excited about.

And there's really no point, now, either, in even trying to go to the Tulip Festival next weekend like I wanted to. Because we all know they're just going to send her back home Tuesday with no plan of action for appropriate care. Which means I'm going to be stuck being her defacto carrer again- even though I have no idea how I'm supposed to be able to do that with her having shattered half her lower body. Like ??? I am also disabled myself and currently still recovering from my own injuries- one which has a high rate of possibility for reinjury before fully healed !!! I'm also not trained to, nor strong enough, nor capable of providing adequate or appropriate care for her !!! And no one seems to understand, care about, nor even remotely willing to acknowledge this !!!

Eta: My Husband actually confronted him over text today about getting her a proper carrer now after this, and he admitted to literally having been trying to keep their life as normal and "as it was" as possible this whole time !!! Like ??? Sir !!! Your wife is a year away from 70 and has Multiple Myeloma, barley eats or drinks, sleeps 20 of 24 hours a day, virtually can't walk at all anymore, is routinely shitting herself on the daily, and is in the hospital more often than she is her own house !!! Do you not understand how absolutely insane that is !?! Wake up and face reality, dude, because there is no "as it was" anymore !!! And it's really not fair of you to want to keep your own life normal while essentially taking advantage of us to always be home to care for her for you when you're off doing your "normal life things" !!! And that's before even getting into a conversation about how incredibly messed up it is that our own "normal life things" apparently don't matter and are secondary to yours in all of this !!! We have our own lives too ???

But anyways, this time she's going to be wheelchair and bed bound- and I was banking entirely on using the Wheelchair as offered by them in order to be able to attend in the first place. There's no way that's going to happen now, and I don't have my own, so there's really no point in even bothering.

#Personal #2024 #2023 #Alphabet Soup #Multiple Myeloma #Multigenerational Households Are Fun Until They're Not #Fibromyalgia #Jewish Studies #Just Potential Jewish Convert Things #She Called Me 'Her Ruth' #Trigger Warning

[ladespeinada]

having finished watching the bear in the early hours of the morning, i have some thoughts rattling around in my head that i need to jot down because they keep distracting me from work, lmao. spoilers under the cut 

→ i had fun! it was emotional! it was stressful! i was entertained and then i had to suppress the feelings of familial relatability brought up in ep. 6!  → MARCUS!!! TINA!!! NAT!!! EBRA!!! RICHIEEEEEEE!!!!! All going through their own shit, changing, emotional, relentless, scared, nervous. I especially loved Richie this season and he had a speech in ep. 1 that broke my heart ("I'm 45, I've been here a long time, you feel me? I mean, you know what the fuck you're doing, you know. You love all this shit. It's fun for you. I don't have that. I'm afraid imma wake up and you guys are all just gonna cut—just drop this ass.")

→ Sydney, light of my life. Her fierce ambition, so obvious and strong in S1, got tempered by doubt and distrust in her partner, by the gradual recognition that she is doing so much, too much, by herself. I don’t think it bodes well that the last shots we get of her, she’s ralphing after opening night service—after an intense kitchen set-up that tests her limits and shows who she can and cannot trust. (Giving Carmy in NY, throwing up before service vibes). And honestly? I wouldn't be mad if she really, really starts doubting her partnership with Carmy and just dips. 

→ Anyway, I came back to add that Sydney, despite her doubts and not-unfounded fears, is such a positive source for those around her. We saw it in S1, when she gave Marcus a confidence boost, when Tina sought her approval after initially being very hesitant about her. And that faith in others just increased in this season, and god, to be around someone like that, who lifts others up no matter what, is so rare. I love her so much. (And her carrying around that book the whole season! Just holding onto courage and confidence, letting it shape her leadership.) 

→ I'm so happy Natalie wasn’t relegated to glimpses this time around. She's present and focused and involved in dismantling her family’s trauma and history, and I love that for her. I also love her and Syd's relationship (them almost being synchronised in saying Carmy Problem) and her interactions with Fak, lmao. 

→ Tina at culinary school! Tina with reservations about her place but thriving and finding inspiration. There's a moment where some of the people in her class all go out, and they invite her, and when she meets them at the bar, they've all got a nasty judgemental face (it's def an age thing) but then she EATS THEM UP at karaoke with a beautiful song in English & Spanish, TINA TE ADORO. 

→ I immediately re-watched Marcus's episode and I want a spin-off series where he stages at different world-renowned bakeries and lives his best patissier life. 

→ That Variety piece that said Carmy was the least interesting character in this show was RIGHT ("It’s no coincidence that these weaker points tend to involve Carmy, a character perfectly rendered by White who’s still the least interesting part of his own show.") 

→ Speaking of: the romance between Carmy and Claire (which we all unfortunately saw happening after the trailer, and is fucking annoying, and yes part of it is because I love Syd & Carmy together, but also because the showrunners pledged no romance in the show which would have been fine, too) is BORING. So boring. I know Claire is going to get a lot of hate and honestly, it's barely fair because she's just not developed as a character at all. Beyond being someone Carmy knew in his past, and who is now stealing his time and energy away from the restaurant, there's not much to her. She's written with so little dimension, and exists purely to be Carmy's lil girlfriend and it's disappointing. She could have at least been fucking interesting. 

→ Carmy's so angry around the time of the opening, and he projects it onto everyone else, and it's really his own fault that he's not aware of what's happening in the restaurant.  → Okay so another thing—Sydney talks about how much she wants a Michelin star, how it’ll make The Bear a true destination spot. And rudely, Carmy goes, “you really want one of these bullshit stars?” to which Syd says yes, I really do, and this fucking dickhead tells her: “you’re gonna to have to care about everything, more than anything” AND HE STILL LET HER DOWN!!!!!!!! The more I think about it, the more upset I get. 

→ Also, Michael doesn't haunt the narrative the way he did last season—his presence is so faint. There's moments, of course, but it just feels like something is missing or off. I had expected some sort of sentiment to come to the surface towards the end of the season at least, some sense of acknowledgement that maybe he would have loved The Bear, or hated it, or something, from literally anyone—Carmy, Nat, Richie, someone—but nope, nothing besides the cannoli.

→ Episode 6, man. Episode fucking six. Natalie Berzatto, you deserve peace. 

→ Anyway, overall there’s a sort of bite missing in this season. The looming threat of Cicero has been softened a lot and yes, obviously internal workings at The Bear are the new obstacles but it doesn’t feel quite the same. Maybe it's a lack of tension, or a lack of anxiety? I don't know how else to explain it.

#the bear hulu #the bear spoilers #the bear fx

[peachyjinx]

Holding Back [Loki Laufeyson x Female Reader] 18+

Relationship: Loki x Female Reader

Summary: You are a new mutant recruit in training with the Avengers, and Loki is brought in to teach you how to use your powers.

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Eventual smut

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Chapter 4:

The Dinner

Word Count: 2727

Summary: You see Loki for the first time since your last session and he's not acting like you'd expect. You go out to dinner with the Avengers.

Warnings: References to masturbation, a little angsty, the Avengers getting drunk, Reader is getting a bit drunk and a bit desperate

Today you wake up in a bad mood. The alarm went off and you looked at your phone, angry at its existence. 

Why are you so cranky? Is it because you know that you have to see Loki tomorrow and you’re still mad at him? The fact that you don't feel like you are far enough along in training as you should be? Or this fancy dinner Tony is making you all go to this evening to get to know the new recruits? 

You drag yourself out of bed, and head downstairs for breakfast, still a bit groggy. You slowly walk down the corridor, only to see Loki in the kitchen with Thor. You feel your eyes narrow as you watch the brothers for a moment, as they laugh and tell Bucky stories of a village they had saved on Vanaheimr. And speaking of the female conquests they had. 

"He could bewitch whatever beauty he wanted to with his Silver tongue", Thor pointed to Loki, who stood proudly with his arms crossed and smirked. 

You snort, yea I bet he could, when he's not being a total ass.

You feel their eyes snap towards your direction as they hear your approach, but you keep walking as if you have the kitchen to yourself. 

"Lady Y/N! How are you this fine morning?", Thor asked, his booming voice obnoxiously loud.

"Just fine, thanks," you don't try to cover the sound of irritability in your voice. 

Maybe if Loki and Thor weren't in my space bragging about all the women they slept with. Ugh, I need to get laid, this is the worst. I wonder if Bucky would be into a quickie…? 

“Do you remember those maidens in the pub on the Mount of Slottir? They looked as though they were goddesses themselves! And that one, she could put her legs around her-," Thor continues the conversation. 

Loki clears his throat.

 "AHEM. Perhaps we could change our conversation considering our present company", he nods in your direction.

"Oh don't worry about Y/N, she could tell you guys tales!" Bucky chuckles, and you roll your eyes. 

"Oh? A fair many conquests?", Loki inquires, looking at you with a mischievous grin and a wink. This is the first time he's spoken to you since he yelled at you last week, and you want to either punch him or kiss him- you're not sure which. 

He never came around on Sunday mornings, what is he doing here anyways? You look at his clothing- he’s wearing the Asgardian leathers that he wears during your lessons. He must’ve been sparring with Thor this morning. 

"I don't kiss and tell," you reply with a sarcastic smirk as you open the fridge. 

"Unless she's had a couple of drinks!," Bucky teases. Damnit, Bucky. You recall one night where you complained to Bucky about how you missed having a sex life- he didn’t need to broadcast it. You shoot him a glare and his smile disappears. You've got to get out of here, this is way too much for 8 am. 

"Y/N, did you make these?", Loki gestures at the cookie in his hand. He gingerly takes a bite and continues to look you in the eyes as he chews. There is mischief in his eyes, and it feels as if he is taunting you, daring you to snap at him. 

"Yup," you respond curtly and turn back to the contents of the fridge. 

"Well they are divine, just like the brownies you gifted me. You are quite the talented baker." You can feel the blush on your cheek as you continue to look on the shelves for a breakfast that isn't there. This is absolute torture.

"Oh thanks, yea I thought they came out pretty good…", you trailed off. Is he complimenting you in front of others to disarm you? What is this game he's playing? 

You decide you need out of this immediately, and close the fridge door. 

"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to head out for breakfast," you turn around without looking at the group and hurriedly walk towards the elevators. 

You let out a huge sigh of relief when you get in the elevator. You didn't realize you had been holding in your breath as you had left. Even though you are still mad at him, it didn’t curb your craving for him. You could feel the damp in between your legs forming. You need to masturbate and clear your mind before you do anything else. Your hope is that if you think of Loki when you touch yourself, your lust won’t keep bubbling to the surface. That always works, right?

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After the annoyance this morning, you had decided to get out of the tower for breakfast and some shopping as a treat to yourself. It had been a great distraction and helped with your mood. Now you were actually looking forward to the dinner at the high end Japanese fusion restaurant that Tony had rented out for your private party. 

You look at yourself in the mirror after you’re done getting ready. 

Not bad. 

You have on your new little black dress and black and gold Manolo Blahniks you bought today. This is the first time you had taken advantage of Tony’s offer to charge to his account, and you were thankful for it. You had even gone to a salon for an updo, facial and makeup, making you feel particularly glamorous. Altogether, you were feeling like you would fit right in with the Avengers at a swanky restaurant uptown. You were excited to be just with the team tonight, and no more weirdness with that sexy Prince who haunted your dreams. 

First he's nice, then he's mean, now he's sort of flirting? What is it with this guy? I definitely should not have gotten a crush on the God of Chaos. 

You resolve to put him out of your mind- tonight was about you and the team, and to maybe think more about what Bucky had said about you joining the next mission. 

Loki had been a huge distraction in your decision. Do you think you were good enough? Were your powers showing enough promise? Were you ready for all of this superhero business? Or was it time to cut your losses? 

Your mind swirled, thinking about the last few months as you finished getting ready and headed downstairs to your car. Setting aside the Loki stuff, you still had to figure out if you belonged here. 

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You arrive at the restaurant early, so you can pick out a seat by Steve and Bucky. You are relieved to see the friends have already arrived. Early as always- you knew you could rely on Steve to be punctual. 

"Well well, look what the cat dragged in," Bucky jokes as you walk up to the large table. He stands up and smiles, “Looking gorgeous, Doll”. He is in a black suit with a deep red shirt underneath- you don’t see him dressed nicely often, but it suits him. He hugs you gently and gives you a chaste peck on the cheek.  

“Thanks, Bucky,” you smile shyly back at him. 

Steve stands and steps over to you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. He is dressed in a well tailored blue button down shirt which is accenting his wide shoulders, and tight on his arms and chest. You are suddenly reminded of why you had fantasized about him before you had met Loki. 

"Hi, Y/N, you look…. amazing, " Steve compliments you awkwardly. You have never seen him like this- he is almost flustered. Bucky smirks at Steve and gives you a nod. 

"Thanks, I figured that even if I don't act the part of a chic superhero, I should look it,” you gesture at your outfit.

You settle in with Steve and Bucky, while the others pour in. The new recruits arrive - Wanda and Vision- along with Nat and Clint, and Tony at the head of the table. You are settling in as the servers arrive to take drink orders. 

As you watch your new companions chatting with each other, your eyes fall on the last person you wanted to see- Loki. He saunters in after Tony and takes his seat near the opposite end of the table- diagonally from you, making it hard to ignore him. He’s dressed in a black suit with crisp white shirt and black tie. He looks amazing, as usual. He looks at you and smiles and winks. You feel your heart beat faster, as you realize your masturbation session this morning had been in vain. 

As your side of the table snacks on appetizers, you introduce yourself to Wanda and Vision, and listen to their story for a bit before turning back to Steve and Bucky. You adjust how you’re sitting so that Loki is no longer in your line of sight, making it easier for you to relax.

Dinner is delicious, and although Loki is present at the table, you have managed to actually enjoy yourself and your friends’ company. The drinks have helped you decompress, and you’re feeling warm all over as you enjoy your conversations.

You find that you can get Steve really talking when you ask him about his drawings, and you are charmed by his love of the craft. You enjoy the mens’ generosity and effort they put into finding common ground in your discussion, as they bring up modern culture they’re learning about.

The evening has progressed, and the other side of the table has become more rowdy, as the attendees get more drunk and animated. Nat and Clint are arguing about a previous assignment, but they’re speaking in codes so no one can follow what they’re talking about. You can hear the laughter at the end of the table, and then a voice calls out to you. 

"Hey, Y/N, c'mere, Loki's telling me about your training, but I wanna know what you have to say!", Tony shouts down from the other end of the table, clearly drunk. 

Oh this will be fun. 

You stand up and walk to the end of the table, trying to be as graceful as possible despite the pumps and the alcohol in your system. 

"Good evening, Y/N. You are looking positively exquisite this evening. I was just telling Stark that had you only tapped into your true feelings, you could hone your skills better. You're blocking yourself and therefore preventing yourself from advancing," Loki held up his glass of red wine toward you and took a drink. 

You could feel the heat rise in your face as you take in Loki’s summary, anger seeping into every part of your body.

"Is that true, Bubbles?", Tony asked.

"Don't call me that," you snapped and glared at him. 

"I think if my teacher wasn't an arrogant ass, I would've progressed more," you glared at Loki. You don't even know why you are mad at him, he's probably right. But he didn't need to talk about your training like this in front of everyone. 

Nat and Clint call out, "Oooooo" in unison like a sitcom. You try to ignore them, and the eyes of the others that are shifting to the conversation.

“You had one difficult session, and then you had to take a week off,” Loki bit back, staring hard at you. You feel your hands balling into fists, and you imagine jumping over the table and strangling him. 

“I was getting better!! I used my powers to move something! Training was going just fine, and then you had to go and be a dick!!”, you shouted at him, the drinks loosening your tongue. 

Loki laughed coldly, “Yes, you accomplished the one task that I had asked of you. And then you promptly gave up." He maliciously smiled at you while taking another sip of his wine. 

The whole table is now quietly staring in shock at the scene unfolding. You can feel yourself start to tremble in anger and you decide to exit this conversation before you are kicked off the team. You hear Tony start to interject, but turn around and quickly head down towards the ladies' room, tucked into the back of the restaurant. 

As you walk down the hallway, you see a green cloud of magic, and Loki appears at the end, arms crossed and looking at you.

"You've been avoiding me tonight, Darling", he stares down at you. 

You look at him briefly and pause to take a deep breath. You reply as coolly as you can, "No I haven't. Maybe you're just not used to getting attention all the time". You try to walk past him to go into the ladies room, but he grabs your arm and pulls you towards him. 

"What are you doing?" You ask, looking into his eyes with anger. You can hear your heartbeat loudly slamming in your ears, and your body feels like it’s on fire.

"We haven't seen each other in nearly a week. And yet, I am greeted with nothing but cold deference from you. Tell me, what have I done to offend?", his voice light and airy, as he feigns innocence. 

"Our last training session you were a total asshole to me, Loki! Don't act like you don't remember, because I do. I didn't appreciate you treating me like that! And then you have to bring it up in front of everyone? What the HELL is the matter with you?!", you rip your arm from his grip.

Loki sneers at you and starts to laugh. He steps closer to you and leans in, his face now inches from yours. 

His voice is now deeper with a hint of delight, "Now there's the fire. And here I thought you were but a timid mouse. It turns out you're quite fierce when you want to be. And I’m the God of Mischief, I don’t know what else you would expect," he smiles down at you, a glint of excitement appearing in his eyes. 

You glare at him, but heat is flooding to your sex. His deep voice has stoked the fires of your lust, and his body this close to yours has your pulse racing. You can smell the wine on his breath as it mixes with the cologne he’s wearing, creating an alluring scent. And with the suit, tight to his body and accenting his tall frame and broad shoulders, he is incredibly intimidating up close. You feel hot all over, and electricity spreads throughout your body. You have an overwhelming need to kiss him right now.

“Hey, Y/N, you okay?”, Nat’s voice calls from behind you. Loki shifts his gaze to the redhead walking towards you both, and straightens his body away from yours. 

You turn away from Loki and force a smile, “Oh yea, everything’s fine, Nat. We’re done here”. 

She looks at you both suspiciously, but you know she can tell what’s going on between the two of you.

“Oh…okay…well just let me know if this greasy jerk is bothering you,” Nat says casually and turns around to head back to the dinner. 

You do not look back at Loki, and step quickly into the bathroom. You walk straight to the sink, breathing heavily and bracing your hands on the counter to hold yourself up.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you see you are visibly shaking. You realize now that this lust mutual, Loki obviously feels the same way. Something almost happened between you two, and Nat saw it. 

Shit. This is bad, this is so so bad. Is Nat telling everyone now?

You assure yourself that nothing actually happened, and anything Nat saw was just an intense conversation. You take some deep breaths and wait a few more minutes to gather the courage to go back out to the table and act like nothing happened. You can think about Loki later.

You walk back down the hall to your party’s table, and briefly glance over the group - Loki is gone. You sigh in relief as you return to your chair. No one asks you about the fight that had unfolded, and you’re thankful. You assume Steve likely told the group to leave it alone. You decide to bury your feelings again, and try to enjoy the rest of the evening with your friends.

Chapter 5- The Breaking Point

Chapter List

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#loki #loki smut #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki x female reader smut #loki x female reader #dom!loki x sub!reader #dom!loki smut

[uss-genderprise]

I Read Still Another K/S Zine So You Don't Have To

But maybe you should, anyway.

You may remember that a while back I reviewed Alien Brothers, and said that if I got my hands on any other zines I would review them as well. Well, here we are! This is the first of eight zines I currently own physical copies of, and those reviews should come out over the rest of the year.

Still Another K/S Zine was published in July of 1984 and was the fourth issue of Another K/S Zine. First impressions are difficult, as my copy is a homemade reprint on green paper which was stapled together and has no cover. It's also almost 40 years old, so it has seen better days.

Despite all this, it is quite pretty. The fics all have different trim designs and most of the artwork is of flowers. It doesn't have any full page drawings, nor drawings of Kirk and/or Spock. The italics are all in cursive which is only slightly difficult to read and may or may not have been hand written. The rest of the text is standard typewriter font, which, by the thanks, has been typed by hand. I'm very glad that's no longer necessary.

Warnings: light discussion of sex, one mention of non-con, spoilers for the fics in this zine.

Disclaimer: everything written here is my interpretations and opinions of this zine and the works within it. None of it is meant to offend or diss any of the creators.

Editorial

Apparently, fans didn't like the Search for Spock. Personally, I don't see why. There's a little comic that I find quite humourous.

Folly

by Vivian Gates

Very interesting concept. I never thought I would ship Spock and Finnegan, and to be fair, going exclusively by canon, I still don't. However, despite the changes that had to be made for this story to work, both Finnegan and Spock are still surprisingly in character. Vivian Gates seems to have a tendency to leave stories open ended, as she does it again with The Air is the Air two years later. It's a well written and constructed story, and I enjoyed it. 4.5/5

Protecting the Captain's ASSets, or, the Danger of Ignoring ScuttleBUTT.

by Sharon Fetter

This fic starts with the worst poem I have ever read and it's spectacular. A new yeoman on the Enterprise tries to use it to get Kirk to sleep with her but Spock catches her and she turns into one of many who got kicked off the Enterprise for this. I love the funny ones. 5/5

Altered Perceptions

by Shawn Masters

Boooooring. It's a pon farr fic but it has no smut in it, Spock tries to jump off a cliff and Jim is mad a lot and when he's not mad he's basically forcing himself onto Spock. Not the worst by far, but definitely a skip on my part. 3.5/5

Hold Me Till the Morning Comes

by Janus

What if Jim held on to Spock's katra instead? I wouldn't know, this story is barely a page and a half long, and it's technically listed as a poem in the table of contents. It's fine. 4/5

At this point everything stops for a bit to bring you: poems written after SFS! They aren't very good. Back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Once Upon a Night....

by Melanie Athene

Spock has a nightmare, wakes up his neighbours, one of which is Jim, of course. Then the lights cut out and it's plenty cold so you know what that means! Huddling for warmth in Spock's bed. Jim cries about his brother and then they have a tickle war which inevitably devolves into hot, steamy sex - which we aren't shown. Frankly, I'm becoming a little disappointed with the lack of smut in this zine, especially considering every fic so far (except for one) has been leading up to it. 5/5

On the Matters of Being Very Fat and Purple, and Enjoying It

by C.J. McNally

Now, here's the smut I've been waiting for! And while it wasn't overly detailed it was well worth the wait, with a little bit of Bones on the sidelines. This one was a lot of fun, and probably my second favourite fic in this zine. Also, gotta love that title. 5/5

Rub-A-Dub-Dub

by Devery Helm

I would never in a million years step into a bathtub made of velvet, no matter how water resistant it apparently is. It sounds like the worst sensory experience ever. However, Spock doesn't know what a rubber duck is and he's scared of bubbles, so at least there's that. A solid bit of light-hearted fun. 4/5

Old Friends

by Toni Cardinal-Price

There are a few cons of reading printed zines, and one of them is that when I read an absolutely spectacular fic and I want to share it with all my friends, I can't. This is one such fic.

It all starts when Jim's old friend from the Farragut gets assigned temporarily to the Enterprise and hugs Spock as soon as he comes on board, and Spock hugs him back! Turns out they roomed together at the Academy and may or may not have been lovers. So now they spend all their time together and Kirk gets increasingly jealous while this new guy does everything in his power to make Jim and Spock confess to each other. It's spectacular and I love it. This zine is worth getting if only for this fic. 5/5

Art and poetry

There isn't really a lot of art in this zine, and the art that is in there is fairly simple, though some is quite detailed. They compliment the works well, at least.

As for poetry, most of it wasn't to my taste, but there were a handful of good ones.

Final thoughts

This was nowhere near as bad as Alien Brothers, but to be fair that's because I specifically selected this zine out of 30-ish offered to me, based on the Fanlore page of each one, reading about the fics in them. I went into Alien Brothers knowing it was going to be bad, and I went into this one knowing I had selected it, but also knowing that someone was clearly quite willing to get rid of it, if the price tag was any indication (let's just say, I spent more on shipping). Still, I can't say it's a bad zine. It has plenty of fun stories, and even if I've read better ones for free online, the experience of actually holding a zine, a piece of history, was well worth it. Old Friends was on par with some of my favourite modern stories, and Being Very Fat and Purple had that classic charm I quite enjoy. All of these stories are somewhat products of their time, but none of them have aged poorly. I also read the whole thing in one day, as it's only 106 pages long. All in all, this was a very enjoyable zine.

#star trek #fanzine #fandom history #yes i'm back to being insane about old fanfiction online. feels good to be back #ks #spirk

[justahopelessaromantic]

(When memories snow and cover up the driveway, I shovel all those memories, clear the path to drive to the store, and) "Dinner for Two". - [A TADC Flash Fiction]

Fandom: The Amazing Digital Circus

Timeframe: Post Canon

Accompanying Playlist for this Fic on Spotify and Youtube

Summary: “And when memories melt…Could I go on break? Be back in my room, writin’ speeches in my head [and] listenin’ to…that clap, for me, in the dark?**” (Gangle 1)

[Or;]

"...Memories melt...I hear them. In the drainpipe, drippin' through the downspout as I lie awake, in [the] dark." (Gangle, Probably 24)

[Or even!!]

Post-murder-suicide, Genevieve “Gigi” Gangle and Matéo “Jax” Joan”e” wake up to a world worse* than digital.

-----------------------------

*The reliability of measuring the real world’s severity in today’s political climate is (even today) still hotly contested by many established members of the medical, musical, and scientific community. You are encouraged to do your research before presuming the mad ramblings of the molting, tripping 21st-century equivalent of a Victorian noble gracefully (see: “artfully” and “with evident purpose, of which she feels no need to spoonfeed to her audience, the unpretentious cunt.”) dying of tuberculosis as (un)objectionable fact.

**No, you may not.

Kitchens smell…nastier than you remember.

At the very least, this one does. You would have to check a few more to make sure it's not just this one, but the thought of having to hold more than one version of the same type of room with the same purpose inside your head at the same time? That feels like too much. You’re too used to everything belonging to one place, to knowing every activity, device, and task was sectioned off to one place. The luxury of never needing to go looking for anything.

You hear something clatter against the kitchen floor.

You hear a lot of things clatter against the kitchen floor. Mostly metal. You’re quite proud of yourself for remembering what metal sounds like.

You're not as proud of the way you shift around for comfort, your ass never actually getting off the floor.

But that’s fair, because you're not used to being proud of yourself anyway, apparently, because rust grows fervently in good, sopping conditions, apparently, after 4 fucking years, apparently. You haven’t had your skin, your oils, your grease, your snow-topped mountain ranges burning red in the hot sun in four, fuck-ing years and disrespect has set in deep, neglect callousing the bitten tips of your good playing fingers (which necessitates it, you guess.), and you’re not used to him setting the table or accusing you of pre-emptily forgetting to wash your hands (apparently you forget “well enough”) or holding on to his second favorite aunt’s notebook, so being proud of him is out of the question too.

You cover your ears as he the dustpan against the edge of the rotting trashcan, making the poor thing balance on one foot. You do that now (Probably cause of the ears). And he cleans up glass.

You’re still checking for sparkles on your plat-

“Dinner’s ready. Get off the floor.”

From this angle, he only needs to bend down by about 47.08°, give or take. Eyes blank, refuse to leave his. Arm hairs poke your pit, brush through the bushel of wild coils you didn’t have four years ago. The contact still feels missed, like a dream you’ve had for so long, you find yourself surprised, on occasion, at not having achieved it already.

There’s a stumble as you rise, limp and dripping on the floor, and you almost ask him to wipe you up, but you still get to the table, all on your own.

He used to let you dry dishes. But only on Thanksgivings.

#tadc #fanfiction #the amazing digital circus #angst #gangle #the amazing digital circus jax #tadc jax #jax #tadc gangle #the amazing digital circus gangle #post canon #open to interpretation #ambiguous #ambiguity #ambiguous ending #fanfic #writers on tumblr #creative writing #drabble #oneshot #flash fiction #humanization #human #memories #mild hurt/comfort #recovered memories #fiction #hopeful ending #gen fic #what if

[reddir14]

Steve Harrington ideas...

Hey! I’m very new to the Stranger Things fandom and I have fallen down the rabbit hole of Steve Harrington fan fictions on here and I'm obsessed. I’ve been thinking of ideas when I'm not reading because I'm autistic and so this is my new hyper fixation (Shoutout to the creators on here who write for autistic readers. Y’all are the real MVP’s) I used to write fan fictions but I haven't written in a long time but I have a lot of ideas. IDK if this is an acceptable thing to do on here but I just thought I’d give my ideas and if anyone wanted to take them and run with them I think that'd be super cool. If not maybe one day I’ll get off my ass and actually continue writing. So even if no one wants to take them I’d love some feedback on my ideas or just options on which ones people like the most? Idk I'm also just kind of word vomiting to get this out into the universe so I can stop fixating on them. lol

Anyways here are some of the ideas running through my brain:

-Reader is in nursing school or med school and is the party’s doctor basically when shit goes down. Reader is dating Steve and gets frustrated with him because he's becoming reckless and one day after a bad run in the reader is taking care of Steves injuries but not talking to him but they eventually blow up at him but it ends fluffy? 

-Reader is (again lol) in nursing school and has to practice doing exams on patients and asks her boyfriend Steve to help her out. It starts out serious but then Steve gets goofy and then it turns into smut. 

-Reader is waiting to hear if they passed a major exam and is nervous so Steve tries to distract them 

-(Takes place in season 4. Also sorry this one is going to be long and specific and weird but I can't stop thinking about it.) Reader and Steve are engaged and she's very pregnant. Reader has always been very involved with the party and everything that has lead up to this season. When the vena stuff starts happening Steve tries everything he can to keep the reader in the dark about it because he knows she will want to help. Reader finds out about everything (maybe from Dustin on accident and Steve gets pissed) Anyways reader gets mad at Steve and argues with him about keeping her in the dark and she's yelling about how she is going with them to defeat Vecna and Steve is like “absolutely not” and they go back and forth for awhile.  She eventually breaks down and says she can't live without him and something like “We can make another baby but I can't make another you. Don't make me do this alone. I can't lose you” After awhile Steve realizes she's going to help no matter what. While  the team is going over how they are going to defeat Vecna the reader starts getting contractions but just thinks its braxton hicks or nerves or whatever so she ignores it but when they are in the Upside Down reader goes like fully into labor. They defeat Vecna (and Eddie lives because him dying just isn't fair) and they try to get the reader out so they can get to the hospital. (they either make it to the hospital or they don't and have to help deliver the baby in Eddies trailer.) (I’m just picturing a hilarious amount of chaos as Steve, Robin, Eddie and Nancy and maybe some of the younger kids try to help bring the baby into the world lol) Again I'm sorry for this one hahah

-Reader is epileptic. Reader and Steve are cuddling on the couch watching a movie and the reader has a seizure. Steve freaks out a little at first but remembers what you told him to do if it ever happened and what he has read about so he makes sure you're safe and tries to comfort you as its happening even though he doesn't know if you can hear him. When reader starts to wake up he makes sure she's okay and just cuddles here and takes care of her for the rest of the night. 

-(Another weird specific one. Sorry) Reader is Eddies younger sister. She is dating Steve but lives with Eddie. Eddie had a kid a few years ago and sees him every couple of months because the mother moved away to another state or something but he misses his son all the time and is kind of depressed about it. Reader just had a baby and is really stressed and thinks she's not fit to be a mom. (Steve is super great with the baby but when he's working more so they can get a place together.) Steve is at work one day and the reader is just crying trying to take care of the baby (i pictured a baby girl but ??) Eddie sees how she's struggling and is super sweet and helps her in anyway he can and teaches her some stuff he learned when his son was born. Eddie reassures her that she's a great mom and he realizes helping out with his niece helps his depression a little bit. 

-Reader has been dating Steve for a little while and finally decides to open up to him and tell him that they're autistic. They're nervous Steve will think differently of them but Steve is super sweet and asks them what he should know about them (like what gets them overstimulated, certain textures or foods to avoid, etc.) Steve takes note of what you tell him and does his own research too and just tries his best to make you comfortable and be the best boyfriend he can be and its just super sweet. 

-TW: Rape and PTSD!!!! Reader was raped a year or so before she started dating Steve. He would try to be physical with the reader but he could sense they were uncomfortable so he never pushed it but eventually asks if he did something wrong or if they don't like him as much anymore or something and so they open up to him about what happened and how they have PTSD and he feels awful and makes sure they know he never wants them to feel pressured with him and he's just happy to be with them and spend time with them. After a few more months the reader wants to try to have sex with Steve because they love him and trust him completely. He takes it super slow with them and checks in with them and makes sure they feel loved during the whole process and its just a really beautiful healing experience because the reader thought they would never be able to have meaningful and loving sex after what happened. 

Those are just some of my ideas. If you made it this far thanks for reading! haha 

If anyone decides to take an idea and run with it be sure to tag me! I’d love to read it! If not hopefully I will write some of these in the future. 

#steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fic #stranger things #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #dad steve harrington #stranger things fic

[kiatheinsomniac]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 | 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

Alright, heres my description! id like you to ship me with any male assassin from assassins creed! :) my name is Aia, i go by she/her, and i’m straight! For my body, i’m 5”2/158cm, and i weigh about 50-51 kg on average. i go to the gym a lot, so my build is pretty muscular, but i still look feminine overall. my shoulders are broad, but so are my hips so my body is like, balanced :) my legs are fairly muscular, and my arms are mostly just “toned” :) i have some abs, not that much tho 😭 my waist is also pretty tiny so thank god for the amazing genetics my face is kind of hard to describe so bare with me! i’m kurdish, so i have very strong individual features, but theyre all in harmony, and as a result im surprisingly pretty conventionally attractive despite my unconventional features. My eyes are big and round, and theyre kind of downturned. My nose is hooked. my lips are kind of thin, but not overly thin, and theyre kind of bow-shaped :). my eyebrows are thick and dark. my face shape is oval! my skintone is olive, but still fair! my hair is thick and dark brown, but it gets kind of golden in the sun :) my hair is to my collarbones, and i like to keep it straight, but it is naturally wavy. i have curtain bangs too :) my personality is also kind of difficult to describe 😩 im an introvert, im funny, im empathetic, im sensitive, im straightforward, and im stubborn. im an istp, 8w7 i think! im fairly confident, but im also very humble. im a pretty good listener and advice-giver, and i dont really sugarcoat things, but im not mean with my advice-giving either. i get drained SUPER easily around pretty much everyone, but the exceptions are the people who are closest to me - they never drain me, ever! im also very clumsy and airheaded, which is probably my least favorite thing about myself. im not talented, intelligent, or gifted whatsoever but im ambitious and hard-working, and whatever i want, i will achieve in some way or another. my hobbies! i love going to the gym, cooking, playing volleyball, painting, writing, and eating :p i dont like bugs, being unproductive, being surrounded by people a lot, being wrong, and dry people. i dont like parties or most outings either, id rather just stay home and do something i like doing. Thats all!! Thank you again, Kia! Im so excited to read your analysis!! – @gojohater101

I ship you with Jacob! 

Jacob likes that you’re quiet and confident but humble – you help to balance him out and he wants to be a bit more like you in the humble sense from time to time. He really appreciates the advice you give him, even if in the moment it might seem like he’s just annoyed; he’ll always come back to you to apologise and tell you that he wasn’t really mad, he just felt a belittled in the moment but he understands that you’re just trying to look out for him. Your advice usually turns out to be what’s best anyway so these little quarrels don’t go very far in your relationship and he instead understands that, to talk to you, he needs to listen to what you have to say too. 

Jacob admires your ambition and hard-working mentality a lot too. He wasn’t too bright growing up which isn’t too bad until you’re constantly being compared to your gifted-child twin sister at every waking moment. He likes that you work hard for what you want to do and when you set your sights on a goal, you’ll do whatever you can to attain it – he’s the same and so he wants to see you succeed by giving you whatever help he can offer and you will accept. He also really likes working out and playing volleyball with you! Jacob’s a pretty active guy and he can’t really sit still so he likes partaking in your hobbies with you! He doesn’t really understand when you get drained socially (the extrovert) but he respects it and will tone himself down when he can tell you just need time to unwind and recharge. He’ll usually watch you paint in this time or read a book while you write (by reading a book I, of course, mean he falls asleep with it on his face to block out any light that might disturb his nap). You keep him out of trouble like this too: he’s more likely to stay indoors with you then go out and get involved in something bad so he’s doing much better by staying with you like this. 

♡ Jacob always makes sure that you have enough of the things that you need for when you want to take some time out and recharge. Because he doesn’t get this social drainage himself, he takes it even more seriously than you do oddly enough. He always makes sure that there’s enough pillows and blankets on the bed for you to be comfy (Evie’s shocked that you’ve managed to get him into the habit of making the bed), he tries to make sure your favourite foods and snacks are available, makes sure that you’re never running out of a particular colour of paint (once bought white paint in bulk bc he noticed how quickly it goes). 

♡ He also knows exactly what it feels like when you’ve been working really hard but feel like you aren’t getting anywhere so he’s there to support you. He’ll hold you if you want to cry or take you somewhere to smash things if you wanna just let it all out. If you need advice, he’ll do what he can but will also consult Evie or Henry for their perspectives too. 

♡ When you’re cuddling up together, Jacob typically likes to have your head on his chest with his hand giving you back rubs. He likes seeing how much darker your skin is compared to his when you’re so close like this: you make him think of summer time and warmth and you’re just so, so beautiful. He also adores the feeling of how thick your hair is between his fingers when he strokes your hair to feel you melt against his body even more. I can see him asking you for a lock of your hair to keep in some jewellery with him – a common courting practice in the Victorian era. He’ll tilt his head down just enough to kiss the top of your forehead before he continues to laze around with you like this. 

♡ He likes to find ways to celebrate your achievements too. He never really had anyone to do the same for him until you came along and it was a feeling of such overwhelming joy to be congratulated and celebrated by you that he wants you to feel the same way. If you’re up for a gathering of friends and a night out, he’ll arrange that, if you just want it to be you and him going out, that’s good too, if you want to just stay at home to celebrate, he’ll even find a way of making that special. He wants you to know that your hard-work is noticed and wants you to know how celebrated you are and how much he looks up to you. 

♡ Jacob’s never really been one for arts like painting or writing but he loves to watch you paint (has even sat posed for you before when you needed a reference) and he’s amazed by your writing! You can string words together in ways that he could never imagine and he’s always hooked on anything you let him get his hands on (which is otherwise out of character for him, not being much of a reader but he just gets so excited by knowing that you wrote this, this is your creation). He can see himself growing a lot as a person with you by his side and you always make his day, just by being around. 

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starter for charlene ( @guttcd​​​ )

time : day 29, morning

location : bean bags

– “HEY,” NAOMI FALLS DOWN INTO THE BEAN BAG BESIDE CHARLENE, water bottle on her lips. she takes a sip from it before she speaks, eyeing the girl beside her almost curiously. naomi did, of course, wake up to charlene screeching, and had been about to ask if everything was alright before charlene apologized for the incident. naomi’s kind of a light sleeper, but she can fall back asleep quickly, too, doesn’t have the energy to be mad this morning – though she would be at seb if she knew it was his fault that it occurred. she’s kind of woken up with a fresh perspective anyway, gonna greet the day with better vibes than the day before, if she can. “ haven’t been avoiding me, have you ? ” she teases, a playful glimmer shining in hazel eyes. she knows charlene chose her last night for the dare, but figures it didn’t mean much considering she asked callie to share her bed. naomi’s since assumed that she didn’t want to gross out someone she was actually interested in, which is totally fair and probably what she would have done. “ between the dare and the haunting in our bedroom last night . . . i guess i wouldn’t blame you. ” 

#* 🍦 NAOMI / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀ ﹕ ⠀ ❪ ⠀ interactions. ⠀ ❫ #01. naomi & charlene

[pbandjesse]

It is unreasonable rainy today. But I'm not really sure it was worth it for the schools to close. Or at least have a 2-hour delay caused all of the field trips to be canceled. I mean I enjoyed the day off but I'm not sure we actually needed it.

But I also don't know because I wasn't exactly awake this morning. I didn't wake up until after 9:00 and then it was just raining. It was gross. James said though so I'll hold my judgment.

I slept okay last night. My ear is really hurt. But I'm fine. I was looking forward to getting a lot done today but I woke up kind of in a bad mood. I felt very frustrated by messes throughout the apartment. And I started cleaning them up but I just got more and more upset. I made an omelet after I got dressed and I hit my head on the freezer door and just lost it. I was so mad.

So I ended up texting with James just telling them all the things I was angry about. And I didn't want to be a bitch to them but I also felt like they need to stop leaving uses around the apartment. And maybe our levels of what clean is is different but I hate when I feel like I go to bed after I reset the apartment and I wake up in the morning and it's all over the place again. It doesn't seem very fair. And they said they're going to do better. And I hope they do. Because it really upset me this morning feeling like I had to spend more than an hour of my surprise day off dealing with stuff that I had already done.

I did get some stuff done now that I had wanted to. Specifically changing the water in the fish and the frog tank. And I felt pretty good about the things I did. I wish I had done more cleaning honestly. But I just didn't have it in me after a bit. I didn't want to do a big clean. I wanted to pick everything up and then go work on my knitting and my quilting.

And so around 11:30 I got in bed with my temperature blanket and I got to work on that. I took three lines and watch some videos. And eventually moved to the studio to work on the quilt.

Working on the quote was the majority of the day. I finished all of the panels. And then took them to the living room to cut them all down so that they were more even. And then I spent like a good half an hour trying to figure out how to lay them out so that similar colors weren't on top of each other. But in the end a couple of them still did it anyway. But I was really happy with the size and whole vibe of the piece.

Sewing the rest of it together to another hour. And by the time it was 3:00 I was finishing up my last pieces. And I was so excited. It's going to need a back and binding still. If I want it to be an actual blanket. Or maybe I'll use this fabric that I've now created to make something else. I don't know. I just know that I feel very excited to have this one in the bag.

What's been the next hour and a half mostly just chilling. Watching videos and having a snack. Waiting for James to come home. It's funny that James was leaving the museum to bring the car back home so that I could come back to the museum. But it's fine. We do what we have to do.

And that's where I am now. I drove out here after me and James sat on the couch together for 20 minutes just holding hands while we scrolled on our own phones. And I showed James some of the stuff that I had thought about today. Specifically things about packing and toiletry bags and things like that. I did find out that James thought that me and Jess were going to Disney world this February. Which is insane. We are going next February. But I was glad that we could work on that kind of stuff in the few minutes we have together.

And now I'm running around the museum. There's some issues because Angie is sick and had to call out, and Kelly apparently is sick but she came in to cover. And everyone is kind of on edge. At least that's the vibe I'm getting. I'm in the print shop though and I'm having a nice night. It's a pretty small corporate party. Maybe I'll work on one of my calendars. Specifically fixing January and maybe doing one more day. We'll see.

Anything I write after this is going to be from later on in the night.

And later is now. It's almost 8:00 p.m. which ones I'll get to go home soon. And I got a really good night. Started really slow. I had so much time to work on my calendar that I only have like 3 months left. And I'm here tomorrow night so I'll probably finish them then. But I'm feeling really good. I had some really great conversations with people and one guy was a Chinese immigrant and he interrupted me when I was about to say that Gutenberg did not invent movable text, that the Chinese did. And so we had a great conversation about that because I was really excited to be correct. He couldn't answer my question if the reason he was inspired by them was theirs were wood and he made them out of metal. But he said he would look into it more. And so now I want to look into it more too. That's just what I've always been told but I haven't really done any research.

And everyone's been really sweet. It's really small group but they're really nice and there's like to come back. And because it's been so slow I've been able to spend more time talking to people about more things. Like little lithography stones. And it's just been really good. I am excited to go home now I'm pretty tired. Also hungry. And they did not feed me. I was hoping they would but it didn't happen. Whatever.

Tomorrow I have work all day and all night. But I have Saturday off so I'm not that worried about it. I really feel good right now which is nice. Just got to make sure I bring something to eat and drink. Then I'll have a good day.

Soon I'll go home to James and take a shower and get ready to go to sleep. I hope that it just cozy. And I hope that you are cozy too. Good night everyone. Be safe.

[therosebudgirlwriter]

Little Puff Daycare (Chapter 4: My New Dad)

Baz

Simon was right. Rosie seems so much more excited to go to kindy, now she has two little friends. Unsurprisingly, Simon couldn’t pick which child, so he introduced her to both Georgie and Beth. Rosie gets so excited to see them every morning. By the end of the next week, she’s dragging me out the door. I even make friends with their mums. 

Georgie’s mum, Ellie, is also a young single parent. She’s the only person who has figured out Rosie is my kid. I even tell her everything about Simon. Mordy will not be pleased. She loves being the only one who knows about the Simon situation. She finds the whole thing hilarious.

So does Ellie.

I end up not seeing much of Simon. To be fair, I do avoid him whenever possible. After a couple days he seems to get the memo and leaves me alone. He keeps glaring at me whenever I talk to Ellie though. It’s the same look he used to give me when I would talk to his old girlfriend, Agatha. He must be jealous or something. 

If he likes her, he should do something about it, instead of just glaring at me when I talk to her. Anyway, he needn’t worry. I have no interest in Ellie. Or any female, actually. 

Which often confuses people when I mention Rosie. 

Ellie thinks I should just tell him. So does Mordy. I refuse.

Simon

I think Baz has been avoiding me. It kinda upsets me. Probably because I apologised.  

No other reason.

It’s totally not because he and Ellie have become super close. I mean he even took Georgie home with her, and when Georgie told me who she was going home with, she called him her new dad. 

Which I decided was cute. After I stopped feeling weird about it.

I don’t know what is happening to me.

I need to call Penny.

Baz

I took Georgie home on Wednesday, and apparently she called me her new daddy in front of Simon, because Ellie thought it would be funny. 

Ha ha.

She claimed it was punishment for not having the balls to tell Simon I’m madly in love with him. 

Her words, not mine.

Simon

I end up forgetting to call Penny until around 8.

“Um, hallo Simon.”

“Hey Pen. Are you free to talk?”

“Well it’s 2am here, but I’m awake now, so sure.”

Oh yeah, I forgot about time differences. 

Obviously I tell Penny everything. When I finally finish I can hear her start to laugh and then I hear Shepard. 

“Simon. You don’t know? Penny, how does he still not know?” “Know what?”

“Dude, you have a mad crush on this Baz guy. Just ask him out.”

Penny outright cackles at that one.

“I do not. You haven’t met him. He is insufferable.”

“I don’t need to have met him. I know all about his eyes, and his hair, and how he’s so sweet with kids. You don’t feel weird. You just have a crush.”

“But I’m not gay. What about Aggie?”

Finally, Penny intervenes.

“It’s almost 3am Si, I refuse to have a nuanced conversation about sexuality with you. Just think about it.”

And then she hangs up on me.

Think about it? Yeah cause I’m so great at that.

I do try to though, which means I end up with less than two hours sleep and no clue whether I like Baz or not. Why is this so hard? I mean I’m not gay. But Baz is gorgeous. 

Oh god. Am I gay? Fuck.

When I wake up I realise I need to be at work in 10 minutes. I’m only about 3 minutes late in the end. Most of the kids haven’t even arrived yet. Rosie isn’t here yet though. 

I’m way too excited about that. 

Baz

Rosie and I walk into the daycare drop off area. Simon looks like shit today. His hair is even more of a mess than usual. I have this urge to run my fingers through it. To try to make it look nicer. No other reason.

I say bye to Rosie and go to walk out, when Simon calls out my name. I turn around, and see him quickly walking towards me, like he’s scared I’ll make a break for it. I take a deep breath. I don’t know why I thought I could avoid him forever. Simon Snow always finds a way. Stubborn git.

“Hey Baz. I, uhh, I thought I should update you on how Rosie is going.”

“Good job Snow.”

“Simon.”

“Sorry, Simon. I am very impressed. You can say whole sentences now.”

Oh shit. Be nice Basilton. This isn’t Watford. I glance up at him to see how pissed off he is, but instead of finding him glaring at me, he actually laughs. 

Jesus. He’s beautiful. I can’t help but smile back. His laugh is contagious.

Simon

Basilton Pitch is smiling at me. Sure he was just a bit of a prick, but old habits die hard, amiright? Plus, I am way too tired to find him offensive. And he looks so cute when he smiles. Makes him look less stuck-up. It’s not the same smile he gives Rosie, but I’ll take it. 

I think Shepard is right. I’m head over heels for him. 

Baz

Simon stares at me for what feels like an eternity before he remembers why he came over here again.

“Right, sorry. Rosie’s doing well now. She’s super engaged, and she’s even started talking to the other kids.”

“You’re good at your job.” I say. He really is. Rosie seems so much happier. 

“Thanks. I love it. The kids are the best part of the job. Especially ones like Rosie. Your parents did a great job.”

I almost cry when I hear that. For some reason it feels more real when Simon says it. That moment of joy is short-lived when I remember he isn’t really complimenting me. 

Now I feel like crying again. For a very different reason.

Simon

Shit. He looks sad now. Have I offended him somehow? 

Great job Simon. You got him to smile and now he looks on the verge of tears.

“Baz? You ok?”

“Yes. I’m fine. Sorry, I need to go. Goodbye Simon.” he says as he dashes out of the kindy.

God fucking dammit.

Baz

I just make it to my car before I start sobbing. I sit in the front seat and sob hysterically. Other parents are staring as they walk into the kindy. I don’t even care. 

Through my haze of tears I don’t see the person approaching my car until I hear a knock on my window. Must be Ellie on the way to drop off Georgie.

“I’m fine Ellie.”

“Um. It’s Simon”

Just my luck. I don’t make eye contact. This is already embarrassing enough.

“Did I forget something for Rosie?” I ask.

“Oh, no she’s fine. You just looked upset and I wanted to apologise for clearly being a dick.” 

Of course Simon Snow thinks it’s his fault. I wipe my eyes and force myself to make eye contact. He’s looking at me like he feels sorry for me.

“No it’s fine. I just had a busy week and I’m feeling stressed.” 

See. I didn’t lie. I just told a different truth.

“Oh. Ok. Anything I can do?”

“Not unless you can convince my professor to make Friday classes end early enough for me to be able to pick up Rosie.”

He slowly blinks at me. 

“Can’t your parents or Ellie come and get her?”

I wish. But that’s kind of hard when your parents live like five hours away in Hampshire. And it’s even harder when you are trying to prove that you’re able to look after your own child. But he doesn’t know any of that. And I’m not about to tell him any of it either.

“No they can’t. Ellie’s mum looks after Georgie on Fridays, and my parents are staying in Hampshire at the moment.”

“You’re a good brother.”

I am very thankful that I don’t blush very easily.

Simon

I think I made him blush. I do feel sorry for him. Surely I could look after Rosie on Fridays.

“Also, I can’t fix the class problem. But I could look after Rosie for you? If you need.”

“I couldn’t make you do that. You guys close at 3, and I don’t finish till like 6:30. On top of that, my uni is 30 minutes away.”

I hate it when he looks all sad like this.

“It’s really fine Baz. Or should I call you Bazzy.”

There’s that smile.

“Bastard.” he says with a forced frown. 

“If you are going to look after Rosie, you have to at least let me pay you.” 

I wince, but sigh.

“Fine. But nothing extravagant.”

“I can’t promise that. But thank you Simon. I appreciate it.”

I almost swoon on the spot. He looks so handsome, even with a runny rose and bloodshot eyes. I wish I could record him saying my name. I’d loop it and never stop playing it.

He looks at his watch.

“I’ve got to be off. I’ll see you this afternoon then.”

“Don’t be late.” I say, smirking. 

“Very funny Snow.” he says, shutting his door. 

I watch as he drives off. He’d never date me. But I would be fine with us being friends. I hope he would be too. 

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