#bc i burned myself out of them (haha get it?? burned???)

[wikiangela]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @shortsighted-owl 💖

so here's yet another bit of the possessive fic bc apparently I can't stop myself lol I'm so excited for this fic and I love it so much haha (I really need to get to writing anything else bc soon I'll give out the whole fic in snippets haha)

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(...) Buck’s legs fall from around him. As he tries to move away to get to the trash can, Eddie’s knees buckle, and he grabs Buck’s thigh to not fall over, Buck bursting out laughing.

“You good?” he asks as Eddie rights himself, cheeks burning.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” he laughs as well and, one hand clinging to the kitchen island just in case, he walks around it on shaky knees to the trash can that's under the sink to throw away the used condom.

“Fucked me too good for your old-man knees?” Buck teases, and then laughs again when Eddie shoots him a mock-annoyed look. Eddie will do anything to keep hearing that laughter over and over and over again for the rest of his life.

“We’re basically the same age, old man.” he rolls his eyes, but he’s aware it turned out more fond than annoyed. He just loves this ridiculous man so much.

“Uh, not really, I’m still a couple months younger.” he grins cheekily. Eddie needs to kiss that smile off his face – that is, if he could move, because at this point the floor looks comfortable enough. He leans against the counter next to the sink, facing Buck. “What? No energy to walk back here?”

“You know, that's a lot of talk for the guy who’s been sitting while I did all the work. Twice.” Eddie shakes his head, an amused smile fighting its way onto his face. This is what he loves the most about being with Buck, he thinks. How easy and comfortable it is, familiar teasing, joking, making fun of each other even right after fucking him. They’re them, and he’s not sure why he ever worried about their relationship changing if he ever confessed his feelings. They’re Buck and Eddie, they always will be.

“Fine, I’ll come to you.” Buck sighs dramatically and hops off the counter, immediately stumbling and almost falling over, then tripping over the forgotten fallen stool, gripping the counter to keep his balance. Eddie stifles a laugh. “Shut up.”

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you can find all the snippets for this fic under the 'possessive buddie fic' tag! (there's way too many, I need to finish this fic soon lol)

No pressure tags: @diazass @elvensorceress @mrevanbuckley @translasso @alyxmastershipper @thebravebitch @wildlife4life @housewifebuck @honestlydarkprincess @silentxxsoul @hippolotamus @eddiediaztho @forthewolves @jesuisici33 @panbuckley @prince-buck-diaz @thewolvesof1998 @spotsandsocks @911onabc @transbuck

#a bit of fluff and silliness is a must in all my fics haha #I know this looks like they're done but it's just a break- they have the whole night ahead and lots of plans hahaha #possessive buddie fic #wip wednesday #buddie wip #buddie fic #buddie #wikiangela writes #my writing #fic snippet #my wips

[sugar-omi]

Is it ok to make a request after the last one? Like everything about the eloping was just a dream in this one. And Mc is still married to Cove but after getting that nightmare they get all guilty over something that didn't happen and fear if they'd actually do something that would hurt everyone, especially Cove that badly. So they decided to isolate themselves somewhere no one would find them for a while with little explanation to Cove when they leave. Any location really like a cabin in the woods idk. They were supposed to be only there for a week then a woopsie happens and now they get stranded for more than a week. You're choice on how it ends and whether they tell Cove or not about the dream.

Seeing Cove suffer hurts me so I wanna see the MC suffer (more) :)

HAHA I LOVE IT, YESSS LET MC SUFFER !!!! also ik i wrote it as a "y/n" post but i was like imagining jamie as MC/"y/n" and inserting myself in cove's happy ending <3 lmaooo no one said "y/n" couldn't be someone else 😋 i imagine a lotta ppl read y/n fanfics with their oc's or the default name though too but yes tysm for this ask bc this heals my heart, this is smth i would do!!! one time i read 2 separate fics with character A died and in the other fic character B died n i was like "oh okay theyre happy together now<333" ITS SILLY BUT IT MADE MY HEART FEEL BETTER

[read the post mentioned above: "leaving cove for baxter"]

tags : Hurt/(No) Comfort, step 4/wedding dlc, nightmare about cheating, running away, keeping secrets, arguing <3 (cove snaps abt you leaving)

synopsis : you have a nightmare about leaving cove, so you run away to calm down. maybe you should've taken a different approach...

you wake up in a cold sweat that night.

you're shaking and trying not to wake up cove because his arms are wrapped tightly around you but you can't help the tears running down your face.

somehow you shake yourself from your husbands hold and go to the bathroom to cry...

that morning you're very distant, and since cove has to leave for work as he's been away for awhile for your wedding and honeymoon, he just kisses you and tells you that you will talk later.

when he comes home you sit him down and tell him that you've just going through a bit of depression and burn out, and that you're going to go visit lee for a week and come back.

cove frowns up, of course he understands what you're going through and he understands that things are hard but do you really need to go away?

"y/n, please. i understand you're going through something but, can't you stay? isn't there anything i can do for you?"

you shake your head, "i'm sorry, it's just 5 days and then i'm coming back. i just.. i just need some time."

cove feels a bit angry now, you just got married and everything was fine, you were happy yesterday and now you've done a total 180 overnight and won't let him help you!

"y/n you can't just leave, i really don't understand what's going on."

you shake your head, standing up and releasing your intertwined hands. "i just need a little break, i promise i'll be back soon."

you do go visit lee like you said, but after the 2nd day she leaving town for a show.

"i'm gonna miss you!" lee squeezes you in her arms, not wanting to let you go. "you just showed up, its gonna be forever before we see each other~" lee whines.

you laugh, patting her back. "its okay lee, we'll get together soon."

she pulls away, needing to leave soon if she doesn't want to miss the train. "okay.. i'll call you everyday! have fun on the rest of your trip, okay?" a worried look comes on lee's face, taking your hand in a soothing manner. "i hope you can work through that burn out."

you nod. yeah, burn out...

lee sticks her hand out the window, waving the whole way (thank god someone else is driving) until you can't see each other.

you sigh, walking to your car and make your way to the hotel you booked for the rest of the week...

the beach reminds you of your honeymoon... you aren't sure why you're torturing yourself like this.

you sigh, thinking about the dream. well, nightmare to be correct.

there was nothing inherently scary. but since it was from a first-person point of view, your mouth moving out of tune with your thoughts and everything happening so vividly, it was scary enough.

you feel tears well up in your eyes as you think about everyone's reaction.

would your ma really tell you to stay away from the house like that? and lee.. you can't imagine not talking to her.

fuck, you're crying... just thinking about everyone's disappointment and the scorn on everyone's face is enough to send chills down your spine.

you cringe, thinking about cliff and krya, their messages and how cliff looked so distraught when he saw you when he came for the last of cove's things on your nightmare.

you couldn't bare your in-laws hating you. cliff has always been someone important to you, and now he's your father-in-law. he's a sensitive soul as well, and he loves cove so much. of what had happened was real... oh man, the simple idea of how much regret cliff would have makes your body shake with sobs.

and even though you try not to think about cove's reaction to you leaving, its so prominent in your mind.

you start wiping at your tears, even though there's no one around since this is a little edge of beach off the edge of a hiking trail near your hotel, you feel so ridiculous for crying over this.

you sniffle and go to stand up.

it's getting dark, you've off the trail, and you have an early day tomorrow.

the only problem is... you're a bit lost.

you didn't realize how far you were. you're back on the trail but do you go left or right? does it matter if it all leads back to the hotel?

you swallow, you're so fucked.

everything is just going wrong.

first, you get lost on the shitty trail and don't find your way back until daybreak, and now your car isn't starting up, and the mechanic said it'll be a few days before they get it up and running.

you sigh loudly and fall back into the bed. thankfully, the hotel let you extend your stay so at least you have that going for you...

you startle from the sound of your phone ringing... it's cove.

you hesitate to pick up, you still feel sensitive, but you miss cove, and you've already texted him about the situation for the most part..

"hey, cove.."

"y/n! are you okay?" cove's worried voice crackles over the phone.

"yeah, i'm alright, uh.. listen, cove."

you trace the stitch pattern of the quilt on your bed. "apparently, it'll be a few days before the car is up and running. something about a busted something, i don't know what he said. i wasn't, uh, paying attention very well..."

cove sighs. "y/n... I'll come get you or something, and then we can talk about this, okay?"

you feel your heart pick up. "no! th-theres no need for all that, you just hold down the fort, tell the fish I said hi." you laugh shakily.

you can practically hear the frown in his voice. "y/n. why did you go on this trip, seriously. what are you hiding from me?"

cove's voice is rising and cracking with tears at the same time.

it breaks your heart. you can't answer him and it just makes cove more upset.

"do you regret marrying me or something? is that why-!"

"no!" you exclaim. suddenly regretting your outburst but you can't help but deny it since that's not it and you don't want cove to think that...

"then fucking tell me!" cove is obviously crying at this point. "all I know is my spouse left for a 'break' and is now telling me they don't want me to pick them up? be fucking serious y/n!"

you exhale shakily, wiping your own tears.

"i'm sorry..." you whisper, burying your face in your hand.

"sorry for what, y/n? leaving me after we just got married? lying to me? shutting me out?"

cove's voice is deep and his words have an edge.

he's right though, what are you apologizing for? you're acting out and letting your problem consume you...

there's silence, and then cove mutters over the phone.

"... do you not love me anymore?"

you snap up, sliding off the edge of the bed as you snatch up the phone. "no! it's not that! don't say that!" you cry, "I love you so much, cove! don't even think otherwise!"

cove is silent. since you can't see his face you can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"you know what i... i can't take this right now. I'll call you later."

the phone clicks.

now all you're left with is silence and your own thoughts...

when you finally come home it's 11:47 at night.

cove should be asleep but instead he greets you from the door.

you swallow, psyching yourself up to go to him.

something about the way he watches you from the moment you came into view on the street, to watching you pull your bags out the trunk and then maintaining eye contact (more like boring holes into you since you can't look him in the eye.) as you creep up the pathway to the door of your marital home.

he's silent. just watching. no "hi" or "I love you" or "I missed you, I barely survived while you were gone", just.. silence...

you finally look at him. his eyes are hooded with lack of sleep if the eye bags are any tellers, and yet he stands in front of the illuminated doorway like an unmoveable wall.

your heart skips and clenched. what if he doesn't want to let you back in?

you go to speak and he talks over you.

"was it worth it?"

you gape at him, frowning at his question.

"of course you can't say anything. what did I expect..." cove pinches his temples between his thumb and forefinger.

you gather up some words, uselessly trying to grasp for forgiveness.

"i.. i thought it'd be better if i worked things out on my own... i'm sorry.." you fiddle with the keychain on your luggage. "i shouldn't have done that and uh.. I'll deal with my problems without running away.."

cove watches you blankly. he can't believe you're serious.

"you're not gonna tell me, are you?"

you don't nod or shake your head. you just look at the ground and pray he forgives you.

he stands in front of the door for awhile longer, before he takes your luggage, a little more like snatching it since he grabs it by the side of the handle and tugs it out of your hands, pulling you forward.

"come inside. did you eat?"

you gape a bit, wondering how cove can care for you in a time like this but it reminds you more of a mother who's making sure her naughty child doesn't need anything else before they receive their punishment..

you shake your head. "i'm not hungry right now.."

cove doesn't nod or insist you eat like he normally would. "shower and go to bed then. I'll join you later."

you nod, letting cove's orders sink in.

the bath water is getting cold. and the sound of the echoed sound of water clapping against the edge of the tub makes you self-conscious.

you stand up, letting the water run off of you and robotically dry yourself with a towel before slipping into the clothes cove threw on top of the sink for you.

when you slip out of your bathroom, the bedroom is dark except for the moonlight coming through the window.

you tenderly tuck yourself into bed and close your eyes. waiting for something. anything. maybe for everything to become undone or for time to move past this.

just while you start to get deep into your thoughts, tears pooling in your eyes, cove's footsteps thump against the floor, and you halt your breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

the bed dips on his side. you don't feel him leaning over you or getting into bed and so you turn around, looking at the broad expanse of his back and waiting.

"you're not gonna tell me, are you?"

you say nothing.

"not what's wrong? what happened? how can I help?" cove's desperate at this point. "nothing?"

you pause, fingers twitching because you want to reach out to him but if you did he'll just shrink away from you for sure.

"I don't know.." you finally mumble.

cove hangs his head, fiddling with something in his hand and he lays down without looking at you, flipping over once he's gotten under the covers.

you're both awake, there's no way he isn't and you touch his back.

he doesn't flinch like you thought, nor shake or tell you to fuck off.

so you creep closer. maybe that's a bad idea, wrapping your arms around him as the worst he can do is reject you but you missed him. and everything is eating you up that you just want his comfort..

he let's you, surprisingly.

you rest your forehead between his shoulder blades, curving your body against his.

you reach for his hands, finding them clenched weakly around something.

you wanna shake and cry when you realize it's his wedding band...

he let's you take it from him, and he holds onto your other hand that's tucked under his body.

you shakily slip the ring back on his finger.

maybe, maybe one day you'll tell him.

but when the next morning comes, and cove greets you with a bright smile and "good morning" that only has half his usual cheer, and he continues it for weeks until months have passed since then and it's as if nothing happened, you aren't sure you ever will.

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cove x reader #cove x mc #cove holden smut #cove our life #our life cove #cove holden x mc #cove holden x reader angst #angst #hurt/comfort #hurt/no comfort

[golbrocklovely]

i'm gonna make a general post about this, instead of answering all the individual asks i got. especially since they all basically say the same thing, and i don't want to repeat myself over and over again.

this is about colby's love life, so it's not anything too serious. so let's all remember that haha

okay, so… in case you missed it, which i'm assuming some of you probably did: colby and sam went out last night, colby admitted today that he got blacked out. while in that state (most likely), he posted a pic of him and girl on his stories. there's nothing major about the picture. it was literally just him and a girl taking a selfie together. a girl he hasn't been seen with before.

then this afternoon, he removed the pic from his story.

and you might be wondering "why is any of this newsworthy?" your guess is as good as mine, lovely readers. bc to me, who the fuck cares lol

according to my anons tho, this is important. so, let me give my two cents on it.

i think my main issue, or complaint, with how this fandom treats colby's love life is that you all take it a lot more seriously than even he does. some of you treat it like it's life or death or a serious issue that needs to be discussed when in reality, we just don't know enough to really comment on it. if you wanna have fun, say something funny, whatever - that's fine. but a lot of you go from joking about it to full blown calling him or the girl he's possibly with names. and that's just weird.

i've seen plenty of fans slut shame colby. but i find it quite odd when we don't know enough to even really say whether or not he is a slut. first and foremost, there's nothing wrong with sleeping around or being a slut. there's only an issue if you lie to the ppl you're sleeping with (like saying you're committed to them when you're not) and or not using protection. those are really the only issues. and the thing is, colby hasn't been in a serious, committed relationship since 2016 (in his own words). so i find it strange that any fan of his would be pissed that he's not staying committed to one girl. like, that man isn't trying to be in a relationship. he's allowed to fuck around.

and the MAJOR, top TIER actual problem this fandom has is assuming every girl colby is around is his new girlfriend/fling. a lot of fans have this problem with thinking that any girl in colby's orbit is a) someone he plans to fuck, b) someone he is currently fucking, or c) someone he has already fucked. a lot of you guys act like colby can't be friends with a pretty, single girl. and yes, that includes the ones that show their ass on insta or have an onlyfans. and look, you wanna joke about stuff like that, be my guest. but a lot of you haven't been joking. a lot of you shame the shit out of colby for things he didn't do or that you have no proof he is doing. it's really gross to assume he can't have platonic relationships with women.

the amount of times i have read things like "colby is such a slut, sleeping around and having all of these playthings. it's so gross. he needs to keep it in his pants, he's such a manwhore" when YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS OR ISN'T SLEEPING WITH. idk what projection you feel the need to put on him, but he isn't your exes. you don't gotta assume he's fucking everything that moves.

and even if he was…. what's wrong with that? and i don't want to hear "oh but he's the one that wants a connection but then doesn't settle down". he's allowed to be unsure of what he wants. he's allowed to go looking and switch up his mind from time to time. reality is if he was doing something wrong, ie fucking over these girls over and over again, half of LA wouldn't fuck with him. most of his assumed exes still fucking follow him, so clearly he isn't burning bridges or pouring gas and waiting for them to light the match. not to mention, he's not trying to settle down. he's allowed to go out and have fun and get his dick wet if he wants to lol

bffr yall, you're telling me you don't say one thing but do something else that goes against that? take me for example, i would love to be in a relationship rn. but i'm not putting myself out there at all. so OF COURSE i'm still single. we all do shit like this. let's not put ourselves on a high horse just bc it's easier to call him out than it is to admit our own shortcomings :)

i think it's good to remember that not every girl that's around him is someone he's planning to, is currently, or has fucked before in the past. some girls are just his friends. some might turn into more, some might not at all. it's wrong to believe that he can't have just girl friends. it's wrong to assume that all he sees when he looks at a woman is a pair of tits and ass, or that she's some conquest he needs to win. another notch in his belt. not only does it boil the woman down to nothing but a sex doll, but you turn colby into a sex monster, looking for his next nut. it's very weird.

also, i know a lot of you don't like 99% of the women he chills with, for whatever reason. and i need you all to learn and accept that colby is not your sim. you don't get to control his actions. you don't get to say he should be with X girl for y and z reasons. he's allowed to be with clout chasey girls. he's allowed to be with annoying girls. he's allowed to even be with girls that post him too much. it doesn't matter. it's his life, he lurks and knows what happening way more than we do, and it's best we just let him do his thing and ignore the girls that annoy us. don't let curiosity win. just block the girls and move on if they really annoy you that deeply.

and if you're done with colby and his love life, move on then. there's no reason to be hung up on something that should just be mildly amusing to you at best.

stuff like this shouldn't be major drama or important things we direly need to talk about it. this should be silly and fun and lighthearted. it used to be, too. but too many of you have read too many y/n fanfics and think you have a choice in the matter when you really don't. and i mean that as respectfully as i can say it. you don't own colby. colby doesn't owe you an explanation as to why he does what he does. accept it as reality and move on. if he, or his choices, upset you that much - leave. log out for a while. all of this silly, nonsensical shit will still be here when and if you return. and for some of you, i strongly suggest leaving, since this clearly upsets you too much.

#colby brock #personal #text #cb ll

[nerves-nebula]

Btw i’ve now given u the title: Babes bc u radiate those vibes (idk u just do(personally think it’s a good nickname)) so immma be calling u that from now on (unless you tell me not, i do respect boundaries)

now onto a headcannon i have for ur neglected turtles:

as a kid in a shitty situation i made breakfast for my family and made it all pretty and shit (it was waffles and kfc biscuits stacked up on a plate with kfc butter and syrup packets at the bottom of the bread pyramid) and my dad eventually walked in and i showed it to him. He was high as balls (red eyes and everything, absolutely zooted) and looked at me with a blank face before walking out of the house (it was a small trailer so the entrance was in the kitchen/living room) and i felt super invalidated, like my heart sank and shit. And my mom walked in and saw the whole thing, told me not to worry about it, chased my dad down and started yelling at him in the street. I ate a lil of the breakfast by myself and that was that. I mean it’s not a super bad memory but it happened yk?

feel like a similar thing would happen to Mikey and Raph would get pissed @ Splinter, and Mikey would just have to eat the damn carb plate while Don just walks in and is like ‘what’s up? are those waffles?’

Raph is perpetually pissed at Splinter, but also yields to his authority (and is afraid of him), so he wouldn't say anything about it TO splinter. I think Raph would focus more on thanking Mikey for making/helping with breakfast, despite little Mikey's clear disappointment in their dad not caring (this would be when Mikey's a little guy, and hasn't learned to hate his dad a lot yet)

you know what this reminds ME of? once when we were younger (young enough that we still went on field trips with the homeschooling group before it imploded) my mom woke us all up really really early in the morning.

Now, my mom would make home made granola bars (they were really good, if I recall) and she thanked one of my siblings for taking them out so that they wouldnt burn. and my sibling was like "uhhh I didn't take them out" and after asking around we found out that my YOUNGEST SISTER was the one who took them out. which was insane, cause she was super fucking tiny!! She shouldn't even have been around an oven unsupervised !! but no one else was around so she just ??? grabbed some mits and did it herself?? and we were like super proud of her but also like HEY MAYBE DON'T DO THAT AGAIN HAHA???

also yeah donnie comes in like "woah are those waffles. nice"

edit: oh yeah, and i don't mind Babes. i like nicknames, but dont think i've ever actually gotten one. fun!

#nnstuff #ask #teenage mutant neglected turtles #child abuse tw #tmnt mikey

[starlit-hopes-and-dreams]

Whump Intro

Hi, hello! 

Um, I’ve been avoiding this intro bc I am a shy awkward hermit that usually just lurks and likes stuff, but that doesn’t really work on Tumblr so here I am! Plus I wanted to use Whumptober to force myself into sharing my writing and figured it might be useful to introduce myself first.

You can call me starlit, or anna, or hey you, I don’t really care lol. She/her pronouns. I love reading fantasy & fantasy romance, writing, and playing RPG video games when I have the time (usually fantasy based-are we sensing a theme here? 😂)

Before we get to more about me nonsense-

Acknowledgements!

Shout out to @i-can-even-burn-salad

For beta reading for me and then being brave enough to share her stories with me. And for sucking me into Tumbler lol. And for talking to me all the time and making me laugh. And for being such a great person. <3

I love her writing and stories so much. Please, please, check her writing out. It's worth it, I promise! Bring tissues though!!

Best internet friend ever trophy, where is it? I need to send it… oh, there it is. Here you go, Elli! 🏆🎉💜

I haven't had the opportunity to check out many other blogs yet, bc someone has such an extensive back catalog 👀 😂 but tagged below is the one I have read. I devoured Traces in one day because it was so good. Highly recommend!

Traces by @whumping-in-the-wings - Thanks for writing such a great story! Can't wait to see what happens next :)

(Obligatory disclaimer: heed the warnings. They are well-tagged.)

I've got my eye on several other blogs once I have a little more time. Hope ya'll like spam likes/reblogs/comments, bc I'm a bit enthusiastic 😂

Ok, back to me, I suppose. Under the cut 🤣

I tend to use emojis excessively, but don’t expect me to know the meaning of them beyond face-value expressions. I shamelessly claim elder millennial status as an excuse (which means I’m 18+, obviously).

I’m audhd (combo autistic/adhd), but I didn’t find that out until earlier this year, so I’m still very used to tiptoeing around people and holding myself back out of self-preservation. Working on that though, bc I’m tired of that shit. 

Erm, also… fuck is my favorite word. If you don’t like foul language, I might not be a great fit for you. 

I joined Tumblr about a month ago, so I am still learning and ask for your patience. (I will probably be learning for quite some time, tbh) If I’m doing something wrong, please let me know so I can fix it.

Asks are welcome, although not sure what you would ask me lol. With asks, keep in mind that I’m literal as fuck and context is everything :D

As is fairly common from what I’ve seen in this community, I’ve daydreamed whump for as long as I can remember, and it’s nice to:

1. know what to call it 🥲

2. find someplace where I don’t feel weird about getting it out of my head and putting it on digital paper. Well, not quite as weird haha.

I’m super nervous to post on here, but that’s what I’m here for, so… deep breaths 😶

Likes: 

*Fantasy whump 

Magic w/ consequences

Captivity

Torture/punishments 

Restraints

Dub/non-con 

Emotional whump/angst 

Defiant whumpee

Breaking whumpee to the point of hopeless despair before building them back up again

Revenge against whumper 

Creepy/intimate whumper 

Named characters 

Recovery arcs, bonus points for romance <3

Eventual Happy endings after copious amounts of suffering

I write what I like, btw. I have written explicit romance previously, but I’m not sure if I will here.

I will try to be diligent with my warnings, but as those are new for me as well, I may miss some. Please let me know if I do and I will fix it! (within reason, don't ask me to tag something like sadness. that's a typical emotion. extremes like depression, yes. sadness, no.)

* Disclaimer: I will only ever write fantasy. I prefer to read fantasy as well, but I have made exceptions when I get the tropes I want :D 

Squicks: 

I’m willing to try most anything once. 

In general though, I tend to avoid cannibalism, major character death, hard-core conditioning, whumper redemptions, bad caretakers 

I’m excited to join the community here and looking forward to participating in Whumptober! I have no idea how well I’ll keep up since I only decided to write for it 3 days before the event, but I’m willing to try 😅

Even if I can’t keep up during October's events, I do plan to finish the storyline and there will be a happy end :D  

Fuck, this got long. Sorry!!!

See you all around! 💜

#whump intro #whump introduction #whump writing #whumpblr #whump #whump community #Nice to meet you all! #I can't believe I'm actually posting this and committing myself to something 😶 #this is a rarity lol #don't ask me how long it took to actually click the post button #also don't ask how many times I read my own intro 😅

[guess-ill-dye]

Can u tell us more about yourself?

Like not just your name, age and stuff like that

Tell us some random things about you that makes you yourself

Omg I love getting ask tysm anon <333!!!

Ok ammm idk let me seee

Okok

• I am Portuguese and angolan ( and I live in Portugal :] ) anddd my native language is Portuguese, so English is my second language, even tho I think I speak pretty good :>

• I want to be a doctor one day! I am split between obstetrics and psychiatry but I have quite some time, so no biggie

• Cats are my favourite animal! I love them they're so cute and one day I aspire to be the cool aunt with tons of cats and dogs (within the legal limit in my country [yes there is one, does your country have one? I wanna know haha])

• I am very short. For my age I am prettyyyyyy short so yeah. Sadly for me, my friends sometimes make joke about my height, but I find most of them funny too so they're not offensive ig :)

• I LOVE HARRY POTTER, I go to school every day ( I only don't in the summer bcs my parents don't let me ;[ ) with my Gryfindoor scarf, so yeah I love HARRY POTTAH ( also " No need to call me sir, professor." Was THE best burn)

• I have rlly curly hair ( since my mom is African and all that) and it's pretty ik but omg it takes soo much work 😭

• I only got into Tumblr bcs of Pinterest. I saw like dozens of posts from Tumblr and was like "THAT SO FUNNY!" so I migrated here and I love it tysm Tumblr, people like anon make this app so so so great <33333333333

• I am aroace! ( I think, I am still figuring myself out rn)

• I LOVE Taekwondo ( a cool Korean Martial art) and I would like to keep doing it for fun and ho to tournaments and stuff!!! ( rn I am doing tennis butt it's because my mom made me do it :[ )

• My favourite colour is blue! Or green! Idk rlly, I but those are definitely one of them!

• I am very shy irl :/, to the point that when I changed schools it literally took me 3 MONTHS to talk to someone ( funny because now I struggle to be a like fair amount of time with all of my friends/friend groups lol ) instead of reading. Which brings me to the point-

• I LOVE READING and I have always loved it, I read "The little prince" when I was 6, and I rlly have read 100s of book ( maybe idk ) since then, to the point I am struggling to find new good books rn 😭.

• I love studio ghibi movies, and I am sooo excited to see them all AAAA :33

• I am quite smart I think ( am I bragging? I don't mean to haha sorry)

• I apologise. A lot.

• I am rlly gullible 😭 I just trust people to much and sometimes I don't trust them at all???? Idk my brain is weird lol

• I AM WRITING A BOOK!!! I love writing, since I am a pretty imaginative person, and I also write a bit of poetry that I would definitely post here if it was in English, but I can only write decent things in Portuguese :( but if any Portuguese speakers and readers want to see some of my poetry just ask, I am quite proud of some of them :33

• I live drawing to!! I am having a complete block, so I am rlly frustrated 😭 but it'll pass eventually I think :D

I think that is it and WOW is this a long post, imma end it here!

Again TYSM ANON, I love getting this questions, if you wanna know something about me ( not in a creepy way please ) ask! I am an open book!

#guess-ill-dye #asks #tysm <3 #tysm anon! #anon ask #send me asks #:D #me #thats litterally me #know me #!!! <3 #it's funny because it's true #i love everyone #<3 #tysm for the ask! #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah #i miss my cat #:d #me me me me me #?? i guess #who even am i #questions #aroace #aromantic #asexual #OMG I AM SO HAPPY #my day was being awfull #till now #tysm #<33333333

[claudiajcregg]

i'd love to hear any behind the scenes you have on 'say it's here where our pieces fall in place' bc i read it and loved it and i want to know about it 💜

Welp, I've been thinking about this since you sent it and I feel I won't do it justice! I feel like I could say a lot if I went chapter by chapter, but many tabs of unread fics stare back at me. I'll skim and try to say something, though.

Some commentary on say it's here where our pieces fall in place under the cut! I am sick and rambly. And lbr I can never shut up anyway, but this might be too incoherent even for me. (Original ask post here)

It was sort of an unofficial NaNoWriMo project, in that I set myself a goal to tackle “longer fics” or ideas I wanted to cover but hadn't. From my notes, I had this idea to write a ficlet per year because I always enjoy this kind of story, and I know I'd tried to approach different ones in the past. I started writing in late October/finished in Nov 2021. (The other fic I started was never finished, even if dammit, it hits.) I posted it in January, so it wasn't that bad, considering I'll often take months.

It's maybe important to note that I had only finished writing “The Monster (affectionate)” (aka the 148k-ish word IM AU) in early September and I felt a bit burned out after spending five months writing that (would’ve been less but the struggle was real for the last third of the story. Oddly reminiscing of you-know-what story these days). This arbitrary deadline helped me get back into writing. Granted, I wrote a couple of fics in those five months, but I wanted to try another multichapter.

Anyway. I picked some random, perhaps not obvious choices for the vignettes. It was partly to avoid writing something I might have potentially covered at one point, and also a challenge. Some are also strange (the dream!), but I kinda loved it? (Fun fact: the fic references the Sherry-Netherland, whose exterior is the establishing shot in Internal Displacement. I swear there is some thought put into my writing.) And as the A/N I wrote to myself, I definitely wrote and rewrote bits and pieces of this on my way to and from therapy, haha.

Let me find a fun fact about each of the chapters, if I can think of any.

1998: actually repurposed some campaign fic idea I distinctly remember writing in spring 2018, while I was still in uni. It also has GLOVES. I live for that.

1999: I like the idea of exploring Danny and Abbey's relationship! They presumably have a good one and yet, I don't think we ever see them interact. (And god. Danny's recent, pre-campaign breakup is a recurring theme in my campaign stories too, loool.)

2000: Danny and Josh are an underrated friendship, and I like the references to Rosslyn. There was so much in those months in Midterms that we didn't see, and I like thinking Danny visited his friend.

We also got two back-to-back chapters focused on Danny - I remember trying to make it even, so that the focus was more or less evenly split.

2001: the Manchester fuckup! And it's one of the dream chapters! There were two of them? (We're 3 out of 4 in which I was surprised by the focus, but now I kinda want to re-read it all properly?) I'll say that I can see some vague, unconscious inspo from Freefall by KadeeFalls in this chapter (esp since I was just talking to you about it)... But I'm mostly obsessed with the magical realism (there's another term that my foggy brain cannot think of rn) of dreams, and how it can help us clear our heads.

2002: I remembered this was set after Simon! I know it's probably an odd, controversial choice but they both tried to move on (at least, we know CJ did), and it felt disingenuous not to include it. There are moments when she almost admits to her previous (?) feelings for Danny, but stops.

As with most thus far, there were fluffier and probably better choices for 2002 (Christmas!!), but... My brain wanted it to appear like CJ couldn't really bring herself to think about Danny.

2003: Aw, the specialty store is inspired by a franchise over here that had Goldfish (not many flavors) and I took a dramatic license and added it over there. I also added a small flashback because I love thinking Danny doesn't think they're all that but likes them. (But will tease CJ about it.) Plus, some more resolution to moving on!

2004: Yeah, the formatting is weird. (This is one I'd have to go back and do a blockquote or something.) Danny winning a Pulitzer for the Shareef stuff is a mostly accepted headcanon. CJ seeing his picture on the paper and having feels is just something I love, especially if he mentions someone else. (Look. I'm all for letting him pine, but he deserves to move on and fail too.) Plus Josh teasing her!

2005: The Sherry-Netherland! fwiw, I'm sure I had finally figured out this was the place and decided it would be so cheeky to add it here. I'm so sMaRt. Flowers when she gets promoted! And my spin (in this story) of CJ vaguely shunning him. This is the angst before the fluff.

2006: I remembered this one was a dream at some restaurant! (Again the formatting is not great, but I didn't want to tip my obvious hand.) The same way I think CJ's dream in 2001 was about her wondering how Danny would have reacted, this is about Danny realizing he needs to reach out to her... But with the added family ~tale~. Def inspired by that lyric in "Sad Beautiful Tragic."

2007: I feel like having it at some random dinner with Josh and Donna was an odd choice, but I loved the idea of a double date! The scarf scene is just so! And the chaos siblings energy is great. It was a reprieve from the angst.

Meeting at LAX was right there! I had written a story or two trying to do it justice, so I'm guessing that's why it's not. And fwiw the airport story I wrote shortly after that is the one being posted ~soon~. (A rewritten, slightly expanded version.)

2008: Pregnancy mood swings! It hurt to make them fight, but it's so fluffy otherwise. From what I remember, it has various references to things that happen in the story (particularly from the first two chapters) but it still manages to close it rather nicely, showing how strong their marriage is. I hope.

Okay. This has gotten way too long and it's probably useless.

I've always said I could have written another 11 chapters using different scenes, because there are just so many, even outside the obvious ones... Though I feel I wouldn't be able to recapture the magic.

I do definitely want to reread this for real. As with many fics, it's one of those I used to reread often before posting it (especially the last quarter/third) and then just ignored after. See some other recent examples, such as memoir fic, Portland fic.

Thank you for asking, Ally! God, I used to be a good writer. What happened?!??!

#fanfic director's cut #ask games #onekisstotakewithme #asks #it's taken me an hour or so to write it alskdjasdasd

[nateslehky]

hi!! natecale primer (i guess thats what im calling myself?) anon here. thanks for all your links! ive actually already made my way through like half the natecale tag over the last week bc im mentally unwell but i would love to hear thoughts/recs for fics that you think nailed their characterization. thank you again 🫶

of course of course!

many of times have i spiraled and gone through the entirety of the natecale tag so i feel you lol.

i've definitely rec'd these before and some of them are pretty popular so you've maybe read them, but i outlined why i personally love these specific characterizations :)

here's some fics with my favorite cales:

running under the wrong assumption this is a baseball au from cale's pov and one of my favorite fics ever in large part because of the characterizations. cale's pov is just!!!! so freaking (unintentionally) charming and sweet and nice and so so fun. in general, i'm obsessed with this author's characterizations as a whole tbh--of everyone, not just nate and cale and not just in this fic. however, in this fic in particular i think they really nail the whole idea of nate/cale not thinking that they're cool while the other thinks they're the best/coolest, which is something i fuck heavily with.

for you, i would ruin myself this is part two of a series (the first part is nate's pov! which is also good, but i want to shout out cale's pov in particular). this is one of the first fics i ever read for them and it really made me ~see the light~ on their dynamic and the way their personalities can work (and also clash sometimes) in different ways. i think this cale is super intelligent and insightful (although at times maybe a little naive) and just very well rounded. i think the author really nailed cale's calmness? which is kinda a weird thing to describe but i think cale has this stability about him (that's often a good counterbalance for nate's instability haha) and the author portrays that really well. nate's a bit of a disaster in this fic (as he tends to be) and i think the author does a good job writing how cale navigates everything.

favorite nates:

drunk in love to me, nate is, at his core, a cringefail disaster and this fic really nails that in a cute and fun way.

big d stands for big demeanor will always use any excuse to talk about this fic. it's a list-fic and super short, but it's SO introspective and i love the way the author wrote nate attempting to navigate emotions about hockey and life in general but also cale. 10/10.

burn that bridge when we get to it in this particular fic nate has really bad internalized homophobia but i think it's handled so well and written so brilliantly and feels so very true to who i think nate is as a character. i also think the cale in this fic is written so well too and their dynamic and the way they work (and can clash) comes across so well. 10/10

#*whispers* i also really like my cale in my crib fic #but obviously i like my own characterizations hahahhaha #always down to chat more :) #these are all from my bookmarks on ao3 #i was trying to think if there were any fics nOT in my bookmarks but like i bookmarked these for a reason hahahaha #the brilliant thing about rpf is that 'canon characterization' isn't really a thing since everything is made up #so you kinda characterize them how you want and how you see them and that's ok #like some of my favorite nate's are characterized so differently from one another but they work well in the context of the fic yknow #anon #answered #829 #fic recs #fic rec

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

Its the end of the year! Which means its time to post the

Tags That Made Me Smile 2022

The following are a collective list of tags, author notes, and fic names that i saw on ao3 and tumblr that made me either laugh or smile. Ive separated them by fandom but a good amount arent actually fandom specific. Ive added the character names or fandom at the end like {name} to clarify who the tag is talking about

[2021's list]

Author Specific / Non-Specific

i saw canon; acknowledged it; And promply burned it in a dirty trash can thanks; Have this instead

Give me pain I need to feel something

this is self projection thank you coming to my ted talk

Whats that?? Overused tropes that everyone has seen before????? Pfffffffft. This fic is literally just a big mess of "how can I cater to myself and myself only"

you ever just look at your life and wonder how you got here; bc that's what this fic is for me

Don't underestimate me I DO NOT know how long this fan-fic will be

can you tell my target audience is myself

this is content specifically catered to me and no one else

these characters are my landlords and i pay them rent

P O L Y A M O R Y   I S   M Y   P O L Y J A M O R Y

cheek kiss warning

kidnapping isn’t sexy don’t do it

i've never read the archie comics but that's not gonna stop me {archie sonic}

not me writing a whole fic for a ship only i care about; that like maybe two other people ship; rowing this boat is hard but someone has to do it {scourge x fleetway sonic}

ankles don't heal this fast but fuck it i do what i want

no beta we die like men; or rather we drown like the sad shipper with a pool noodle we are

I'm afraid of the Danimals mascot and you should be too

if you're getting flood warnings, don't worry. It's just MY TEARS!

me at every character: anxiety be upon ye

Me (Grabs canon and runs a marathon with it)

Quote: Do you think God stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what he's created (Spy Kids) {tmnt crossover}

Alternate Universe - Monty Python and the Holy Grail

contains dangerous amount of bed based snuggling

(kind of its a very short very homosexual fight scene); and then they kiss.

Hostage situation takes a romantic turn???? Not clickbait????

enemies to frenemies

Improper Use of Pool Noodles

stone cold stoicism meeting determined stupidity

Star Wars

Kanan Jarrus: The Daddening

platonic love is what healed his lonely existence {din djarin}

when in doubt: road trip with the besties {din, boba, fennec}

Soul Eater

found family at its finest {kid, liz, patty}

The Witcher

wife (platonic) {yennskier}

at first I was like haha geralt and Istredd should kiss as a joke…. but bro I don’t think it’s a joke anymore….

Sonic the Hedgehog

Movie!Super Sonic is made out of LOVE no one touch me

Sonics gay awakening I guess

sonic movie 2 made me make an ao3 account lol

Sonic was made to love people

Two Bros Chillin’ in an ER Five Feet Apart ‘cause they’re not gay {sonic x shadow}

the most dangerous thing is to love {shadow}

Trapped in a small box with just enough room to face some feelings {sonic x shadow}

the R in rivalry stand for romance {sonic x shadow}

The L in Rivalry Stands For 'Love' {sonic x shadow}

A Largely Platonic Cave

i love boom!shadow so naturally i made him even more insufferable

Sad-ow

Wachowskis holdin it down in the bg; Absolute champs

I love how Shadow is just so mindbogglingly utterly done with reality

Knuckles is a guardian of all things great and small

“Would you kiss a worm?" “If he was cute as fuck? Yeah.” {wade x stone}

"What is this made of, bendable titanium?!" "INCORRECT. IT IS MADE OF THE FRUSTRATIONS OF MOTHERS EVERYWHERE." {team dark}

featuring a scourge that trips far too much because it's my fic and I said so {scourge x fleetway sonic}

no thoughts just soft hedgehog moments

listen if im going to die at the hands of injured lancelot shit i might as well take advantage of it

Everyone has a crush on Lancelot and I'll die on this hill

fairy Lancelot Fairy Lancelot FAIRY LANCELOT!!!

TMNT

Slow Burn; mostly on april's end of things; casey and donnie are basically on fire right off the bat {tmnt 2012}

Rise!Donnie and 2012!Casey be out there committing arson together for their first date >.>

Please enjoy Casey, the fool, realizing his feelings for Donnie, another fool {tmnt 2012}

Draxum and Splinter are the turtles' dads (it's a reluctant partnership)

just two absolute powerhouses holding each other gently {raph x mona}

“There’s nothing wrong with the way you love, Dee. Goodnight.” {rottmnt}

Wondering what to do when the apocalypse happens? Easy: fly across the country and get Vegas-married. That's definetley an appropriate reaction that won't involve your complicated feelings towards your roommate at all {hypno x warren}

Look rise are weapons of war 12 were accidents and I play with that HARD in this fic

"GET IN THE TURTLE TANK BITCHES WE GOING TO FAMILY THERAPY" {rottmnt}

Donatello is now Dad-Atello {rottmnt}

The other [Casey] is out on a beach in Tahiti; It's what he deserves after surviving the Krang {rottmnt}

Leo is now actively being hunted for sport; (the only sport Donnie is good at) {rottmnt}

These turtles can fit so much trauma

2018 Karai lives because fuck Nick; Casey x Donnie x April are a healthy ship and also fuck nick again

I cant be the only one pissed by Leo's and Karais 'love interest plot'; Leonardo's weird feelings were simply gender envy...Yes that is canon now {tmnt 2012}

What happens when two "dudes" call each other 'girlfriend'; Transgender activities, that's what! {tmnt 2012}

splinter is twice divorced and never married {rottmnt}

Papatello / Dadatello {rottmnt}

draxum's gone from dadxum to grand-dadxum good for him

HOLY FUCKING SHIT YES YES YES YES; GRANDPA BARRY COMING IN CLUTCH

draxum just be like gramps still got it; and by 'it' i mean a complete lack of forethought for care when creating random children

Puts the Bi in Bitchless {rottmnt leo}

its because ninja turtles

feral mamatello {rottmnt}

Marvel

it's the anguish, the self flagellation, the audacity to love the man who annihilate ur nation and killed ur mother; your m o t h e r {black panther}

#hinacu #i cant believe my fav one is from TLG 🤣 #star wars rebels #the mandalorian #soul eater #the witcher #sonic the hedgehog #sonic boom #sonic movie #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #black panther #can u tell i'll read just about anything? #expected some things to have really funny tags and they never made the list

[degreeofdisorder]

young royals s3e1 episode reaction:

oh god oh lord

let's go

and his LAWYER? is this about sara reporting him?

oh ludwig speaks

THEYRE BEING SUPPORTIVE???? I fr thought their marriage was a sham lol

PILLS????? KRISTINA??????????

bro wille really is a mini kristina huh.

wait simon's never been to the palace before has he?

a SETTLEMENT??????????

BRO HE POSTED CSAM TO THE INTERNET WDYM A SETTLEMENT

oh. my god burn it to the GROUND LINDA

oh? oh my god? what the fuck???

"piss person" well you little bitch baby that is Indeed what you are so

ugh

Linda is so right but so is Simon

I really hope this isn't how it's solved tho I wanna see August burning

"I just want it to be over" oh my baby boy oh my son

what's this hi hi what is this heartstopper

CAN Y'ALL KISS??? IVE WAITED LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF?

"cozy" oh kflfjdlfjdlgkdlgkdlgkdl little shit

(ps if I didn't rewatch yesterday I fully wouldn't have caught that throwback)

when Simon touched the curtain I knew kslfjdlfjdlfjdlfj

THEYRE SUCH PRETTY KISSERS IM GONNA RIP MY LEGS OFF

IS THIS HOW YOU IMAGINED IT

THIS IS BETTER

BROOOOOOOOOOO IM GONNA SHOOT MYSELF IN THE FOOT

omfg they're SO CUTE I'M LOSING MY MIND

oh OH oh they're GOING at it

oh come ON

well that was precious as all hell

and now they're going back inside as if they weren't dry humping in wille's room 3 minutes ago. kings.

I want to smash rickard's face against a fire pit

simon: oh fuck. wille: oh yea you're lucky I didn't shoot you piece of shit

I'm losing my mind at linda being extremely surprised while kristina's like "sighs yeah. fucking figures. erik would never"

also losing my mind at wille's face lil bro is like AND I WILL DO IT AGAIN BAP BAP BAP

[maddie voice] FUCK YOU AUGUST

oh now linda's all disappointed. ok. be a better mom then.

i will literally rip August's face off idc

KRISTINA??????????

KRISTINA

omg felice

oh baby girl no

BUT SARA WAS A SNAKE

I want to give felice so many hugs my bbg

oh my god farima what the fuck sjgldjfkdjfldkf

WHAT THE FUCK

oh my god she really said "ok you're super gay now, wonderful, how can we use this to our advantage"

WELL ASK THEM?? YOU'RE THE LITERAL MOTHER IN THIS SCENARIO. ACT LIKE ONE.

linda has been pissing me tf off since last season idc

omg someone snitched on hillerska

OH

OHHHHHH

OH THEY KISSED IN PUBLIC

OH MY GOD

OH THEYRE GOING ALL OUT

hey now hey now this is what dreams are made of etc etc

BOTH THE CROWN PRINCE AND YOUR BOYFRIEND

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA

B O Y F R I E N D

let's fuckin GOOOOO ENDGAME BITCHES

if simon sneaks out it's gonna bite them in the ass tho lmao

"sleep with a freshman" August did that twice lmao gross

OH THEY KNEW

OH MY GOD HE'S DOWN BAD

vincent is such an asshole barfs

DONT TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT AWAJFLSJFKSJFSKJ

fine. I'm coming out. i am a big august/sara enjoyer.

not the tiny heart that's so fucking cute

he can't get tattoos?? that's such bullshit. get a tramp stamp wille it's what you deserve

not felice unloading on wille and simon HDKFJDKGJ babygirl I love you and you need a therapist bc that's so inappropriate

"how do you get over your best friend" felice baby im gonna send you a google doc called the lesbian masterpost hang on

yeah of course that piece of shit nasty asshole talked to the press lmfao

"ex" y'all kissed like twice, [clare from derry girls voice] look at the state of ya

actually? can rosh and ayub talk to him? with their fists? and a knife preferably?

you know, I actually kinda like nils. he's so fucked up but you can see he genuinely cares abt wille. in his own lil fucked up extremely upper class way.

SARA

SARA NOOOOOOOOOOOO

oh lmfao that's literally how my dad's house looks like when I show up haha sad

omg are they gonna initiate her again

OMG

OMG BABY GIRLS

BRO THEYRE GONNA CLEAN HER ROOM AND TAKE HER TO NEW YORK

TEEN GIRLS BRO

oh wille seems so cozy. wonder what's going to go down now.

oh did they write an article abt simon

oh

oh it was not about simon

oh sweet baby jesus

I mean. it was totally alexander wasn't it lmfao

but also like....... I love that they're blowing that shit up. blow that school up.

ALL CLASSES?????

aw they're sitting together. boyfriends.

"did that happen to you" how is wille more worried abt the gay porn one and not ALL THE OTHER SHIT THEY DID TO HIM

oh I like her she reminds me of the lady from the incredibles

ohhhh

NOT THE PHONES TOO?

get over yourself vincent. fuck you vincent.

oh they're gonna close this shit

aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

fuck okay wonderful

#yr livenats #yr s3 spoilers #young royals spoilers

[just-my-type-x]

hello! can i have a cute brad imagine where reader n brad r good friends (she is also in the music industry) but obvi like each other and reader randomly just repeats brad sentences with an english accent. but brad finds it cute instead of annoying :(( and reader does that bc she likes his voice sm :((( if it’s ok both of them have anage gap where reader is younger but legal enough lol.

New Us

I combined these 2 imagines as i saw this as an opportunity, i hope everyone Iikes my mash up haha

Also for the age i chose 21, so it can be the American legal drinking age

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I open the fridge and pick up some eggs, a yoghurt and some lemons, closing the door with my leg. I put the ingredients on the counter, chatting continuously with Anne Marie.

"Oh, damn, i forgot the-"

"Milk? Yeah, i got you.", Brad comes to my side and hands me the bottle of milk. I give him a smile when i purposely touch his fingers with mine. "So, what's this cake you two wanna make?", he clears his throat and i make space for his mom to take a look at the ingredients.

"It's just a vanilla and lemon cake, with lemon frosting on top.", his mom smiles at him and takes the sugar from the cupboard.

"Oooh, so it's gonna be sour like y/n", Brad jokes and i roll my eyes, but laugh

"Oooh, it's gonna be sour like y/n. Shut up, Bradley", i repeat after him with a British accent. His mouth is wide open, while his mom laughs at my attempt.

"That was actually really good.", he smiles and i blush, occupying myself with the making of the cake. "Don't drop too much sassiness in the batter, i don't want my family to behave like you do", Brad motions to the bowl in front of me, turning his back on me and laughing with Derek.

"Don't drop too much sassiness blah blah, how about you don't bully me anymore?", i laugh and break the eggs.

"Your accent is great."

"Thank you, been practicing since i met you.", i giggle when he almost chokes on his drink laughing. Anne Marie hands me the mixer and Brad pours us two glasses of gin. I mix the batter until everything is mixed well, preparing the baking tray.

"This smells very citric.", Brad sniffles on the batter and then comes next to me, sniffing me. "Oh wow, no actual difference", he jokes and i manage to put my hand in the batter and put some on his nose.

"No actual difference? Boy, you wanna go into 2023 with a black eye?", i repeat after him again, but he looks at me like he is looking in awe. I hand him a napkin without breaking eye contact with him and i clear my voice. I take the bowl and put the mixture in the baking tray, putting it in the oven. "The cake will be done in 30 minutes. What else can i do?", i ask his mom, taking a sip of the gin.

"Nothing for now, I'll just ask you to keep an eye on the cake, will you?", she asks while taking a marinated chicken out of the fridge. I tell her that i will keep an eye on it and if she needs any help, I'll be in the living room.

"How come you didn't repeat after my mum?", Brad asks amused and i roll my eyes, sitting on the couch next to Natalie and Jack.

"Your mom and i aren't in that special relationship mother-in-law - daughter-in-law. We're just close", i chuckle.

"Did you repeat after Brad everything he said? And he didn't get mad at you?", Natalie asks, looking at each other. We nod.

"I found it cute actually. She was really good at it. If she wasn't, maybe things were a bit different now", he laughs and my cheeks feel like they're burning. His sister chuckles next to me.

"It's ok, i actually liked it when you were talking, you have a very calming voice", i smile back and Brad's eyes twinkle. He lets us talk on the couch and i start petting Jack, who's seated with half of his body on my lap, turning his head around from me, to Nat and to Brad. I pet him on the head and his tail starts hitting the pillows behind him, making funny sounds. "I love you so much, Jack boy", i lean in to kiss the top of his head.

"He loves you too, i can tell", Nat says and i give her a smile.

"You think? I'm not around much."

"Would you like to be?", i gasp at her words, my eyes wide

"What?"

"Y/N, you two cannot be more obvious than you already are. Who repeats after a person just to hear their voice? And who keeps mocking somebody just to hear that somebody repeat after them? Why don't you talk to him?", she squeezes my hand and i look over to the other side of the room towards Brad, who's laughing with his father at some photos. He feels my stare on him, so he lifts his head to look at me. He winks and gives me a half smirk, making me blush, so i turn my head back to Natalie. "That's exactly what i was saying. Even if i didn't know you, i could tell you're head over heals over my brother.", i sigh

"I can't help it. He's been helping me with my album for months and will keep helping me because he's one of my producers. He's at every release party and-"

"Yes, but he's your friend most and foremost. You trust him with your life and so does he.", she squeezes my hand one more time. "C'mon, y/n, you would look great together. It would be amazing having you hold hands around the house.", she whispers when Brad walks by us. I follow him with my eyes, looking very helpless.

"Don't bury thoughts in ny head that will make me fall in love with him.", i squeeze her hand back and i get up from the couch, her following me and not letting go of my hand.

"I wouldn't be telling you stuff if my brother wasn't giving signs of being smitten with you.", she smiles widely, while we enter the kitchen.

"You're talking about Brad, aren't you?", Anne asks and we chuckle, but i act busy with the checking of the cake so i don't answer. Nat confirms and a happy sound is heard from her mom. "You should talk to him. All three of us can agree he won't tell you soon.",she laughs and i do too. I nod.

"I guess so.. But there's one little problem. Actually I'm the little problem. The age gap is-"

"Unnecessary to be considered a problem. You shouldn't be worrying about the age gap. You've been attracted to older men for such a long time. You've been in the industry for years! Y/N.. And if you think Brad will treat you less than the woman you are because you're much younger, think again.",Anne comes by my side and caresses my arms

"He will treat you just right. And i think he really likes the age gap between the 2 of you. It's sexy, nonetheless", Nat jokes and i playfully hit her.

"Fine, but i don't promise I will talk to him tonight.", i say before taking the cake out of the oven to let it cool before we pour the frosting. After a it's cool enough, Brad offers to help me, having Jack with him. Jack starts raising on his back feet to see what's on the counter, almost kicking down our gin glasses and some plates. We laugh and throw him a toy to get out of the kitchen. I get back to making the frosting, having Brad watch me carefully. "I will mess it up if you keep staring at me like this.", i laugh and i pour it little by little on the cake.

"I can't help it, I'm sorry.", he confesses and i almost drop my spatula. We both clear our voices and sit in awkward silence until I'm done with the cake. "So, uhm, when do you want to record your next song?", he scratches the back of his neck and i approach him.

"It's New Year's Eve, Bradley. Work can wait.", i chuckle. I tilt my head towards the direction of the living room and want to walk, so he would follow, but he stops me by grabbing me by the wrist.

"But there's something that can't wait.", i frown at him, wondering what he means. All of a sudden, my cheels heat with anticipation of his words. "Y/N, i should've told you this a long time ago, but i never thought it was the right time. But tonight.. Seeing you with my family and cooking with my mom was, i think, enough to make me make up my mind. I like you, a lot. And this night only made me melt even more in your presence", Brad holds my hands in his, never breaking eye contact with me. My lips are parted, unable to answer him. I lean in, but a loud crash makes us jump. We laugh when we see Jack licking the empty bowl of frosting.

"Oh,Jack.. You're such a figure!", i kneel in front of him and take the bowl away from him. He goes back to the living room and i turn around to see Brad looking at me with sad eyes. I put the bowl away and i put my hands on his shoulders and he rests his hands on my waist. "In case my action didn't prove you enough, I like you too. A lot. I didn't even think i could be this affected by someone.", we smile at each other and he leans in, but Nat enters the kitchen. We rest out foreheads against each other's. "Not the best time", i whisper and move away from Brad.

"I'm so sorry, i just needed this", she points to the bottle of water and storms out, but we follow her back to the living room. We chat, prepare the table with plates, forks and the cooked meals. I walk over to the coffee table, where Derek goes over some family pictures in their photo album. Brad sits next to him, pointing at different pictures. I see a picture of Derek and Anne and i point to it.

"You, guys, haven't gotten old a bit. Where was this taken?", i ask and Derek looks at me, full of joy.

"In our honeymoon, you can see how stress free we were back then, didn't have two of these", he points to a photo of Brad and Natalie, both little, Nat having her arm around Brad's shoulders, with two pigtails, while he was on the verge of crying. I laugh at his statement and aww at the photo, getting closer to look more closely. Brad pats on the armchair rest and i walk around the coffee table to reach him. I sit on it, while Brad's arm snakes around my waist and his head rests on my arm. I intertwine our fingers together and i look over to Nat and Anne, who hug each other from the side, looking at the three of us together, but more at me and Brad. "This was taken right before Nat took her mom's lipstick and drew on the white walls in the living room. We had a freeway on the walls", we laugh and i look closer at the photo of Nat having lipstick on her cheeks and everywhere on her tshirt and arms. "Here's when Brad emptied my whiskey bottle because he liked how the bottle looked."

"No way!", i say and look at Brad, who laughs

"Yeah, he wanted to play with it and said that it would make a good fortress for his toys. So he dumped the liquid in our toilet.", Derek looks proudly at his son, amused. "These are the most beautiful times, when you, guys, do stuff just because. It's annoying in the moment, but it's a beautiful family conversation.", he smiles at his wife and daughter and i smile again at Brad, who squeezes my hand in his.

"It's almost midnight! Grab your fireworks and glasses of champagne", Nat claps and hands us two glasses of champagne, while she takes a few fireworks packs and give them to her mom, dad and she also keeps a couple. We go outside and close the door behind so Jack won't come outside. Brad keeps me close to his side, having an arm around me. We watch as the fireworks light up the sky, taking in the moment. Brad raises his glass at me and i raise mine, wishing each other a happy new year and taking a sip of our glasses. While drinking, i notice above us something green and i smirk.

"We should totally make up for that missed kiss in the kitchen", Brad says looking up in the same place that i was looking at.

"We should do that regardless", i bite my lip

"Mistletoe adds to the tradition", he chuckles

"Please shut up", i put a hand on his cheek and pull his face closer to mine, while his free hand grabs me by my waist, glueing our bodies together. He licks my bottom lip and i part my lips, letting him take full control of me. His tongue tasting of champagne, the warmth of his body and the movement of his lips along with mine are enough to make me lose my mind over this moment. I break the kiss just to look at him, his lips swollen, a bit of my lip gloss on his bottom lip, rosy cheeks and lustful eyes. We smile at each other and close the space between us one more time, feeling like we can't get enough of each other.

"Let's get inside, kids, it's too cold outside.", Derek says and we take a step back from each other, no matter the fact that they saw us kiss,we still kept our distance. We follow them inside and raise our glasses one more time, wishing each other a happy new year.

#brad simpson #brad simpson imagine #brad simpson x reader #brad simpson x y/n #brad simpson smut

[doobea]

Just read “Your A Mean One…” good god so well written I loved it so hard and I’m inspired. Do you happen to have any thoughts on writing longer fics? Do you outline? I’m drowning some in about a zillion words and thinking through how best to move forward. No prob if not. Highest fives for your work!!!!

omg hi there!!

ajsdhaskd i dont know what else to say other than THANK YOU?? ;; i had to take a two week break from that fic originally because i had trouble characterizing gojo's character for the longest time and that fic is also my first gojo fic too ;;

omg hm my writing advice when it comes to long fics is honestly dont pay attention to the word count and let your ideas go?? before tumblr i used to read all my fics on ao3 and most ao3 works i would read would contain 10k+ words a chapter haha recently i've gotten into a headspace where im like "i have to add more scenes before this happens" which might not be helpful to some but idk sometimes i end up rambling and idk if the scenes i did add were helpful in anyway haha... ;; i personally love having more silly character interactions in my works tho

usually when i write out long fics i separate the scenes by chunks and i dont write the fics in one long go, if you know what i mean? if i get stuck on the intro, i just work on a different part, and then by the end i tie them all together somehow?

i used to outline but then when it came to actually writing it ... suddenly the outline disappears and characters are off in their own world!! i just pray to Buddha that the ending kinda makes sense to the readers ;;

but again none of this wouldn't had happened if i didnt have a patient and kind beta reader hehe (i love u @popponn <3) and i dont think of myself as a good writer in any means because i look back to my earlier works and i wanna burn everything to the ground...... im still kinda experimenting with what writing style works for me bc now i focus more on character's internal thoughts and feelings but i suck at describing their surroundings and action sequences ;;;;

omg sorry this turned out to be a ramble but umm hopefully i answer your question? THANKS FOR READING THE FIC THO MWAH <3

#doobea answers #💭: triangularz

[alittlepudge-neverhurtnobody]

Curious with K/S, once they eventually work it out, is their dynamic more feedist, weight gain kinky, fat admiration, all/none of the above? And how did they finally end up ~confessing their feelings~ to each other?

thanks!! so first, disclaimer: I don’t have binge-eating disorder but I do know people in recovery for it, have done a lot of reading on it, and am in recovery myself for disordered eating and body dysmorphic behaviors. so I don’t know firsthand how BED can intersect with feedism or how things would work with a feedist partner but I’m trying my best to handle it respectfully! (and if anyone DOES have experience with that intersection, I would love to hear about it!!)

under a cut bc of course this got long! cw for mentions of disordered eating/binge eating—

first, their feelings!

S identified their feelings for K way, way before K identified his. before hiatus/the onset of his eating disorder, even in touring shape, K was still thick — broad, stocky, a little soft in the middle — and S was always white-knuckling it through wardrobe changes and big post-show meals, trying not to give themself away every time K wore a snug t-shirt or packed in a couple of cheeseburgers and fries and a shake to make up for all the energy he’d burned jumping around onstage and then fell asleep on the bus with a hand still resting on his full belly. and probably even then S was trying to tamp down any feelings they had about wanting to be the one feeding K those big meals or the one rubbing his belly afterward. for a long time they were best friends and bandmates (which made hiatus doubly hard when they stopped speaking) and S hadn’t really figured out their gender or sexuality yet so while they did identify their feelings first, they also spent a lot of time quashing them down because whatever this was that they were feeling, it was DEFINITELY going to ruin EVERYTHING if it got out. (it was not their feelings that broke up the band! nobody could agree what direction they should go in or what their sound should be and also, they were all in the closet). but they were ALWAYS together, like there was absolutely frerard/peterick levels of fanfic going on about these two. everyone else knew it before they did! they almost kissed at a couple of parties in a haha-jk-unless kind of way before the band broke up, and they were always touching somehow, always playing with each other’s hair. K doesn’t know this until after the hiatus but S, who writes most of their music, almost always writes K’s bass part in direct counterpoint with their own violin part. they were in their own little world a lot of the time, they just got each other, and it broke both of them when they ended up on opposite sides of the band’s rift.

it took K a lot longer to figure out those feelings because (unbeknownst to him at the time) he’s asexual and demi-panromantic and he has a hard time differentiating friendship from romantic attraction. he does a lot of soul-searching during the hiatus once he begins his recovery and sits bolt upright in bed one night like “oh my god, I think I was in love with S.” and since they’re currently not speaking he tries to sort of just process that and get past it but then S texts him out of the blue while he’s licking his wounds at home with his parents and asks if maybe he’d be open to talking, and all those feelings come flooding right back like he’s 23 and living out of a tour bus and falling asleep tucked into his bunk with S wedged in beside him every night because S has trouble sleeping alone. fuck, he thinks. so that’s what those feelings were! they exchange a few texts back and forth of stilted small talk, how have you been, that’s a very long depressing story lmao, and they talk about maybe getting all five of them back together to talk things out, but little by little they also start texting about their days or stupid things they remember from years ago or things that make them think of each other.

K is very nervous the first time they see each other in person — not least because S is the person he used to be closest to in the world, but also because he’s fat now and nobody from his old life knows that. he’s 80, 90 pounds heavier than he used to be? and he is hyperaware that he doesn’t look like he used to and that it’s going to come as a shock. and like yes they are all different people now, they’ve all come out and come into their own, but K really feels like everyone else moved forward and leveled up while he was eating his weight in unhealthy coping mechanisms and crashing with his parents and attending his outpatient program every other day. (which of course isn’t true, they’ve all gone through their own shit as well, substance abuse or a disastrous solo career or what have you, but it’s not as immediately visible as getting fat.) everyone is definitely surprised but they’re all cool about it! they don’t make him feel weird about it and let him explain it at his own pace. but S is quietly losing their mind because like, as if seeing their former best friend/object of their much-sublimated affections again weren’t enough, how many fantasies have they had about K looking just like this?! how did this happen?! is it a good thing?! they need to know everything about this immediately so they can figure out the ethics of the impure thoughts this is kicking up. in the meantime they are constantly dying little deaths about the little dimples over K’s elbows and how sometimes his clothes pull around his plump belly or his soft upper arms.

they hang out a bit more, sometimes one on one, sometimes with the whole gang, before they all decide to be a band again. and it’s somewhere after that, as they’re working on new music and K and S are individually nursing their resurgence of feelings for each other and trying to feel each other out on making a move. K isn’t sure if he’s actually desirable like this or how to even communicate desire anyway and S isn’t sure how best to telegraph to K that they actually find him wildly desirable and always have and want to do something about it. they stumble around it until one night they’re working on a song just the two of them and K is riffing on an old song of theirs when S says, “I wrote that about you.” it’s classic pop-punk pining, the singer coming down hard on themself for not knowing how to make a move and missing chance after chance, and K is like … you what? maybe the world goes on moving in that moment but the two of them stop. “yeah. I mean, the gender had to be ambiguous because, you know …” S shrugs. “the industry,” they both say at the same time. K is mentally going through the lyrics and doing the math: long dark hair always tied back, check; brown eyes, check; the last name no one knows you use, check; on your couch after the afterparty, check. he sort of just thought that S had made up a person for these lyrics? it absolutely never occurred to him that they could be about HIM. so they talk about that, they tell each other about their respective identity journeys and kind of laugh about how the people on fanfiction.net saw this coming way before either of them did, and they move a little closer on the couch and sort of fall into each other. faces in shoulders, arms tangled, hands cautious, just on an apartment couch instead of a tour bus bunk. it feels like coming home.

eventually S gets the whole story of K’s weight gain, which obviously complicates things a lot because K is still working on his own relationship with it. he’s well into recovery and is some of the way there, but it’s a lot to think about on the precipice of putting his body back into the public eye, and S doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable by making a big deal about it. K is still in a place where at first he’s very apologetic about his body, sorry it takes up so much space and sorry it’s so heavy on top of you, sorry my stomach hurts all the time and sorry there’s not a lot of room in my lap. and it’s hard for him to believe at first that when S is like, “you don’t have to be sorry! I love your body, I think it’s gorgeous, I love your stretch marks and your belly and your thigh dimples and your stretched-out tattoos,” they actually mean it. to K those are things he can be okay with and at the very least not hate, but he doesn’t think of them (yet) as things someone would actively love. but after a while S figures it’s better to tell him about their kinks sooner rather than later, so they open that discussion and probably overdo it on assuring K that this isn’t the reason they’re attracted to him, it’s just sort of parallel, it’s kind of like a bonus!, like they really do love him for HIM and would love his body no matter what shape or size he was, and by the end of their spiel K is just kind of looking down at his belly like “people are into this? that’s a thing? huh.” the finer points take a bit more explaining and he has some cognitive dissonance around, like, his depression and his eating disorder brain tell him that his weight gain is bad because it represents his lack of self-control and his inability to cope and therefore it can’t possibly be attractive when it means he’s a failure. but S is saying … not that. that there is actually a framework where his fat is just fat and that’s attractive in and of itself. and that’s … radical, kind of?

so he’s open to exploring. they discuss the other pieces, like feeding and gaining and stuff, and overall I think they land mostly at fat admiration. K’s on antidepressants now so he’s aware/prepared for his weight to increase again, and it’s something he’s okay with S appreciating, but it’s not something he’s going to do intentionally. but he does really like the idea of body worship and admiration, even if it’s uncomfortable at first to put his body on display and let someone else touch and pay a lot of attention to the parts he keeps apologizing for. he likes the idea of having someone he loves and trusts reinforce nice things about his body so he can maybe get to a place someday where he fully believes them. but I could also see them playing with some food stuff sometimes, in a controlled kind of way. K misses the feeling of being full full, like not to the point of making himself sick or not being able to move, but the soft cottony kind of fullness where you feel warm and comfortable and satisfied. it’s hard to do that on his own because he doesn’t trust himself to know his own boundaries and not overdo it or hurt himself, but I could see him trusting S to do that with him. choosing food together beforehand and figuring out an amount that feels like enough to fill him up without going overboard, making an occasion of it so it feels like a treat rather than a coping mechanism. and S is a real caretaker so they’re very into making sure K feels comfortable and safe and taken care of the whole time. S is also anxious and attentive in equal measure so they check in a LOT to make sure that K is doing all right and doesn’t feel pressured or objectified. they have a list of different safewords for various kinds of stops or time-outs and K can honestly never remember all of them at any given time but he appreciates it nonetheless. it helps when he does actually put on weight from his meds or his clothes start getting snug to remember that it’s subjective and like, sure, he could feel bad about it, and it’s okay if that’s what happens, but instead of dwelling on those negative feelings, he could also show off to S that this shirt won’t stay down over his belly or he can’t get his jeans over his hips and watch them swoon over how hot he is and make a big fuss over how gaining weight from his meds is such a good thing because it means he’s taking care of his mental health and how radical it is to be happy and fat and how proud of him they are for coming this far.

they hang out a bit more, sometimes one on one, sometimes with the whole gang, before they all decide to be a band again. and it’s somewhere after that, as they’re working on new music and K and S are individually nursing their resurgence of feelings for each other and trying to feel each other out on making a move. K isn’t sure if he’s actually desirable like this or how to even communicate desire anyway and S isn’t sure how best to telegraph to K that they actually find him wildly desirable and always have and want to do something about it. they stumble around it until one night they’re working on a song just the two of them and K is riffing on an old song of theirs when S says, “I wrote that about you.” it’s classic pop-punk pining, the singer coming down hard on themself for not knowing how to make a move and missing chance after chance, and K is like … you what? maybe the world goes on moving in that moment but the two of them stop. “yeah. I mean, the gender had to be ambiguous because, you know …” S shrugs. “the industry,” they both say at the same time. K is mentally going through the lyrics and doing the math: long dark hair always tied back, check; brown eyes, check; the last name no one knows you use, check; on your couch after the afterparty, check. he sort of just thought that S had made up a person for these lyrics? it absolutely never occurred to him that they could be about HIM. so they talk about that, they tell each other about their respective identity journeys and kind of laugh about how the people on fanfiction.net saw this coming way before either of them did, and they move a little closer on the couch and sort of fall into each other. faces in shoulders, arms tangled, hands cautious, just on an apartment couch instead of a tour bus bunk. it feels like coming home.

eventually S gets the whole story of K’s weight gain, which obviously complicates things a lot because K is still working on his own relationship with it. he’s well into recovery and is some of the way there, but it’s a lot to think about on the precipice of putting his body back into the public eye, and S doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable by making a big deal about it. K is still in a place where at first he’s very apologetic about his body, sorry it takes up so much space and sorry it’s so heavy on top of you, sorry my stomach hurts all the time and sorry there’s not a lot of room in my lap. and it’s hard for him to believe at first that when S is like, “you don’t have to be sorry! I love your body, I think it’s gorgeous, I love your stretch marks and your belly and your thigh dimples and your stretched-out tattoos,” they actually mean it. to K those are things he can be okay with and at the very least not hate, but he doesn’t think of them (yet) as things someone would actively love. but after a while S figures it’s better to tell him about their kinks sooner rather than later, so they open that discussion and probably overdo it on assuring K that this isn’t the reason they’re attracted to him, it’s just sort of parallel, it’s kind of like a bonus!, like they really do love him for HIM and would love his body no matter what shape or size he was, and by the end of their spiel K is just kind of looking down at his belly like “people are into this? that’s a thing? huh.” the finer points take a bit more explaining and he has some cognitive dissonance around, like, his depression and his eating disorder brain tell him that his weight gain is bad because it represents his lack of self-control and his inability to cope and therefore it can’t possibly be attractive when it means he’s a failure. but S is saying … not that. that there is actually a framework where his fat is just fat and that’s attractive in and of itself. and that’s … radical, kind of?

so he’s open to exploring. they discuss the other pieces, like feeding and gaining and stuff, and overall I think they land mostly at fat admiration. K’s on antidepressants now so he’s aware/prepared for his weight to increase again, and it’s something he’s okay with S appreciating, but it’s not something he’s going to do intentionally. but he does really like the idea of body worship and admiration, even if it’s uncomfortable at first to put his body on display and let someone else touch and pay a lot of attention to the parts he keeps apologizing for. he likes the idea of having someone he loves and trusts reinforce nice things about his body so he can maybe get to a place someday where he fully believes them. but I could also see them playing with some food stuff sometimes, in a controlled kind of way. K misses the feeling of being full full, like not to the point of making himself sick or not being able to move, but the soft cottony kind of fullness where you feel warm and comfortable and satisfied. it’s hard to do that on his own because he doesn’t trust himself to know his own boundaries and not overdo it or hurt himself, but I could see him trusting S to do that with him. choosing food together beforehand and figuring out an amount that feels like enough to fill him up without going overboard, making an occasion of it so it feels like a treat rather than a coping mechanism. and S is a real caretaker so they’re very into making sure K feels comfortable and safe and taken care of the whole time. S is also anxious and attentive in equal measure so they check in a LOT to make sure that K is doing all right and doesn’t feel pressured or objectified. they have a list of different safewords for various kinds of stops or time-outs and K can honestly never remember all of them at any given time but he appreciates it nonetheless. it helps when he does actually put on weight from his meds or his clothes start getting snug to remember that weight is subjective and like, sure, he could feel bad about it, and it’s okay if that’s what happens, but instead of dwelling on those negative feelings, he could also show off to S that this shirt won’t stay down over his belly or he can’t get his jeans over his hips and watch them swoon over how hot he is and make a big fuss over how gaining weight from his meds is such a good thing because it means he’s taking care of his mental health and how radical it is to be happy and fat and how proud of him they are for coming this far.

#ocs #k/s

[star-girl69]

Pt2.

YOU HEADCANON FOR MEEE🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭. Please have mercy on my heart, I actually can't. Like omg I started honestly doing cartwheels when I read that.

You have amazing intuition though. I am English but I am also part something else a bit more exotic I like to think. I play basketball and volleyball a lot so I have different sessions of each every other week if that makes sense. I'm trying to pick which one to drop. So I train for those and then gym in my own time. I also have instrumental lessons which I like and then I work in the evenings.

- ❤️

(YOU WANNA HEAR ABOUT MY DAAAAAY🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭cue the heart palpitations fr fr. Tbh today wasn't that interesting. The most interesting thing that happened was that I had a nosebleed for like 30 minutes during my biology class 😭😭😭😭I fr thought I was dying and I nearly fell down the stairs and burnt my toast(I'm a good cook istgd))

(I really really love pandas)

(I missed you tho beautiful tell me about yourrrrrr day??? How are you feeling?? ❤️❤️❤️)

(You are one of a kind amazing ❤️)

HAHAHAH CARTWHEELS 🤭🤭🤭

YES!!!!!! IM SO SMART!!!!! oh so you’re one of them insane people 😭😭 you’re so much better then me i don’t play a sport and i only work 2 days a week don’t go to the gym why would i ever do that

but i tell myself it’s ok bc i have hip and ankle problems and i take two ap’s and have like an hour and a half to two hours of hw everynight so like basically who cares… i’m smart not athletic so ill be finnneeeeee

what instrument do you play?? i used to play the clarinet like in middle school but then we got a new teacher and i hated him HAHA so i dropped it

(YEEESSSS I WANNA HEAR ABT YOUR DAY??? why is everyone getting like really bad nosebleeds 😭 like ARE YOU OKAY…..? WHAT IS WRONG 😭😭😭 don’t fall down the stairs 💔💔 and also i’m really doubting if you’re a good cook bc how do you BURN TOAST LIKE IT JUST POPS OUT OF THE TOASTER OR AM I DUMB IM PROBABLY DUMB BUT IDK I DONT GET IT)

(i missed you toooooo baby the rest of my day yesterday was ok, not much to say tbh… my dad made burgers for dinner but like idk they were very weird 😭😭 i didn’t like them. ok and as i’m saying this i’m realizing that might not have been beef patties and they might have been my brother’s venison so that’s fun. i might throw up i love deer wtf 😭😭😭 like this might make me spiral i cant)

(and my day so far is ok i’m in study hall rn so i’m GOOD but my algebra teacher gave us like a crap ton of work so i will not be having a fun day today 😭 but that is a problem for later 🤞🤞)

(you make me so happy i’m always giggling 🤭🤭)

#addie answers stuff!!! #❤️ anon

[sevilemar]

I've been reading your older shc posts and journaling. I've found this scenario in my dreaming space, me and another person both firefighters, come in a burning place and there's civilians but then my coworker also gets in the same dangerous situation as the civilian. I ended up having a decided answer bcs felt wasn't working. Then it evolved into someone I liked vs someone I didn't, and my felt answer was it's wrong to prioritise someone just because I liked them, either I should work on the first one to not waste time or assess who needs me more. It's wrong to leave someone and let them know you don't like them and won't help bcs of that. And then the situation turned into someone who's mine aka family vs anyone from the situation before. I found out that in both 2nd and 3rd situations a moral judgment on a person would sway more than weather I liked them or not, I'd have an easier time leaving for last someone who I knew was a doctor taking bribes, than a coworker who's awful to me but I know they're tired and unhappy. But no matter what I couldn't even let myself think of leaving my sibling for last. I know we bicker, I know I hate the state they leave the house in, but I be damned if I'll let them watch me safe somebody else in the fire and not them, and honestly I probably expect the same. Too extreme for sorting? Also, started the ravening war and it's funny and amazing and this has got to be the best team ever. That's the dnd I want to be a part of haha. Are you getting a pin?

Ravening War is amazing, I love it to bits so far. Glad you're getting into it, nonny!

As for the scenarios you mention, I think it's a bit extreme for sorting, yes. The situation is too unusual, and there are too many variables like danger assessment, panic reactions, etc. to be a good sorting tool. I remember the posts you're referring to, and I also remember thinking that it's too extreme for sorting while writing it, but I think it was part of a wider discussion with a nonny at the time?

Just getting into your scenarios and trying to imagine them in as realistic a way as I can makes me question if I would be thinking about morality at all in these situations. I am not a trained responder, I haven't had any training or experience with my own panic response, so realistically, I'll probably be too out of it, and am lucky to save myself if anything.

I am trying to think of a less extreme version of what's at the heart of this, which is snake "I prioritise my people" vs. badger "I prioritise those who need it most", and also trying to find if there's a way to get our big-picture people in there. I am drawing a blank, tbh. If I find something, I'll get back to you, nonny, and if you do, let me know if you like?

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Amber, I'm back to yell at you!!!! I'm literally dying over Most Noble what?! Its sooo good, i literally took a deep breath while my eyes watered cause of that ending! Oh to be in love with Sir Nanami 😍 He really is too much, the way he wants the mc so much, it gives off enemy to lovers vibes, with a lot of slow burn! Its so good the way I gasped when i read it on AO3 cause it said chapters 1/1 😭 No, its too good, YOU'RE the reason i even love Nanami so I refuse to believe thats it for them. But also thank you for that, it was such a good read the pining got me right in the feels i had to take a moment for myself to calm down. Please don't say its over 😭

Moving on lols, the way I read Balancing Act this morning! I wanted to scream, and I'm in no way a morning person but that one woke me up! Gojo being so self assured, I love that for him. The way you wrote the whole crew working for Gojo and Getou! Nanami saying that Getou is just like Gojo but would give himself 6 months instead KILLED ME!!!! Also just Nanami, and his whole work is shit rang through my head when you said he left then came back 😭 Just the way you wrote them all is soo good, the interaction between Gojo and Mc oooomph absolute genius! Utahime and Gojo friendship! Personally that little bit got me hook line and sinker cause i dont ship them 🫠 Finally that flashback of them as teenagers in high school!!! Yes queen him falling in love and not realizing it but also i loved that the mc ruined what i assumed would be his year of just fucking around! Its god tier I know im going to add this to my list of comfort fics!!!

hi hi, i was waiting til when i was less busy so that way i could give this lovely msg a proper response!!! as always, i love love love hearing ur thoughts and seeing u in my notifs makes me so happy, like kicking my feet and giggling happy because ur such an amazing reader and i love hearing ur thoughts on my work.

first of all, even w/out me, u would have fallen for nanami bc that's just the type of man he is. most noble was so fun to write purely bc i didn't have a set plot line in place, i just let the word vomit spew all over my docs and clicked post on tumblr. that being saidddddd, i am always open to revisiting our princess and sir nanami bc the fun part in writing mutual pining is the eventual getting together. like all fairytales, they are so gonna have a happy ending <3

im so happy you've read balancing act because for me, it's such a fun project and a way for me to not so subtly vent out any pent up feelings i had towards my experience in working in banking in nyc BAHAHAHA. i think workplace dynamics are so fun to write as well & i really wanted to incorporate just how blurry boundaries are within the field but also how close knit they truly are because most of the time, you see your coworkers more than your family and your significant other and it's hard not to become friends or something more (it's either that, or u all hate each other's guts LOL). geto and gojo would not be besties if they weren't both absolute menaces, i stand by that. utahime + gojo are lowkey MY dramione HAHA, and so i always like to write them in some type of relationship, whether that be platonic or romantic. they def squabble like siblings in this fic + it's going to be so much fun writing them in a diff light than i normally do (what's up for debate is whether or not i hint towards nanami x utahime :O) nanami found out that working in academia is JUST AS TOXIC as industry, so he's back bc, hey, at least he gets paid hella money, but we'll explore more nanami lore in balancing act once i decide on his exact role in the fic muahahaha.

thank you for always reaching out with your thoughts on my writing and just to chat in general, it means the world to me <3

#no emojis bc my MacBook is broken and i am paying a stupid amount of money to get it fixed and i regret just not buying a new one #so for the time being i have been using my old MacBook Air from 2015 LMAO #where r the emojis on this thing