#but also let’s talk about how amazing the make up artist crew is

[spidybaby]

hey can i get one with Pablo, where he reacts to his gf after winning at the vmas? thanks

Our Song

Summary: Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas ✨️

Warnings: cursing.

"I'm so nervous." You say biting your nail. The car is in the queue for the carpet.

"Princesa, don't worry about it. You're going to rock it."

"I don't even think I'm going to win."

"I think that just being there, able to have a platform to share your amazing art, is already a win, babe."

"So you think my art is amazing." You say, joking with him. "Thank you, mi amor"

"Hey, Y/n, we're almost there." Your manager announced. That was the signal for you to say your goodbyes to him.

"Mi amor, I have to go." You pout, not wanting to say goodbye.

"Break a leg, or I don't know. But I love you so much." He laughs, making a ducky face, sending a kiss.

"Te quiero." (I love you) you say, sending him a kiss and telling him to go to sleep.

You take two deep breaths, touching your wrist where the silver bracelet is. The little "P6" in honor of your boyfriend, a gift he made you on your anniversary.

"Ready?" They ask you. You nod.

The screams of the people waiting to see the artists are the only sounds you can hear. The flashes hit you and the camera crew focusing on your arrival. You wave your hands to the public. Making them yell your name.

Your manager pushes you lightly to the way of the carpet. The theme was pink, pink carpet, and pink awards.

You pose for the cameras, smiling at them. Most of the time, all they say is "look over here." Or "on your left." Like if they're Steve Rogers. But this time, the fans screaming are overpowering their voices.

You walk over to the interview spot. Your manager set you up for one only because you didn't feel like doing more than that.

"Hello, hello, so happy to see you." The blonde reporter says. She's one of the nicest people you have ever met in the media. "Oh God, you look amazing tonight. Tell me who you are wearing?"

"Hello to you too." You laugh. "Well, I'm wearing Versace. Donatella and I designed this look for our new collaboration."

"It's amazing, you look like a shining star."

"Thank you."

"Now tell me, you're nominated to five awards, and in all categories, you have amazing competition. How do you think you're going to do tonight?"

"Well, if I'm honest with you, I'll be surprised if I even win something. But as my boyfriend says, I'm lucky to be able to be here, I'm lucky to be able to share my art and have amazing fans who support me all the way."

"Talking about boyfriends, you're here alone."

"Not every fairytale has a present prince." You joke, making her laugh. "He's working, but he made sure to send his good luck wishes to me before the ceremony."

"We love a supportive partner. Thank you for your time, hope you win and have a nice time."

You say goodbye, making your way to the crowd. Tonight, you were seated next to the one and only Taylor Swift. A little starstruck, if you may say.

The ceremony was nice, you danced, you jumped, and you also lost four of five categories. But you knew the awards didn't make you less or more of a good singer.

The last one was Song of the Year. A very hard category to catch. You were in the same category as Selena, Olivia, Taylor.

"Okay, let's calm down a little bit." Nicki says, about to announce the last category. "So, do we wanna know the winner?" The crowd explotes in screams.

Nicki yells the name of the winner, and you are zoned out. But when Ice Spice and Taylor hugged you, you went back to reality.

"You did it." Taylor shouts, getting up and clapping for you.

"Get your ass up, go get your award, girlie." Ice says, pulling you up from your seat.

You walk over to the stage, Nicki hugged you and told you how happy she was for you. You stand in front of the mic with your legs shaken from the adrenaline of the moment.

"Umm, I'm a little shocked, so let me breathe. Woo." You say, laughing and making the crowd laugh with you. "Okay, thank you so much to my family. You guys are one of my biggest supporters to my manager. I love you for believing in me. To you guys for streaming the song, for sharing it, for making it a trend on tik tok." You laugh again.

You took a breath, feeling so out of air. "And to my Pablo, because I know you're watching this instead of sleeping. My love, you're the inspiration of this song. You're the one who listened to this song first. I love you. This is our song, bebé."

You wave the crowd a goodbye, sending a kiss to the camera. On the backstage Karol G hugged you, she was next on the stage.

After the awards you took a flight back to Europe, your world tour Europe leg was beginning in three weeks and you wanted to leave early to adapt to the time zone and also to spend some time with Pablo.

During the flight you watched a game, it was good. After the game, Pablo had an interview. They asked him about you winning and you giving him special thanks.

"Hombre, Pablo. Your girlfriend recently won an award and she thank you. We know you're private about your relationship, but we want to tell you that we love how supportive you two are with each other."

He smirked, thinking about your thank you speech. "Si, bueno somos privados pero yo siempre la apoyo en todo y siempre lo haré. Ella es increíble y la quiero." (Yeah, well, we are private, but I can totally support her and always will. She's amazing, and I love her)

"Thank you, and congratulations about the win."

You snap a picture of the interview, send it to him, thanking him for his words, updating him about you almost landing in Barcelona.

When you actually land, you didn't expect Pablo to be waiting with a big flower bouquet, smiling at you.

You rush down the plane stair, throwing yourself at your him. Legs locked around his waist and lips on his.

"Mi super estrella." He kisses your cheek. (My superstar) he walks with you in his arms, dropping you into the car.

He walks to your manager, taking your bags and saying goodbye to your crew. You did the same, waving them from the car.

"Let's go home, estrellita." He kisses your hand.

The drive home he was telling you about the game. You thank him about the things he said.

"You deserve that and more, mi amor." he says, parking in front of his house. "I have something for you inside."

"Pablo, we say no surprises, you know I don't need anything. The flowers were enough, mi amor."

"I didn't say anything." He laughs, opening the door for you and helping you with your bags. "Go to the kitchen, I know you're hungry."

You indeed were very hungry. So you walked inside and straight to he kitchen. You were surprised to see your family, Pablo's family, and your friends all there.

They all yelled from excitement, and your friends run to hug you. You were still shocked by surprise with the breakfast surprise he pulled.

"Enough, Enough. Let me hug my baby." You mother says. She hugs you, saying how proud she is and how happy she is to spend these days with you, same with the rest of your family.

"Let's eat. She needs some food." Pablo says, kissing your cheek. "Please, serve yourselves."

"Thank you, Pablito." You returned the kiss on his cheeks, buring your face on the crock of his neck.

You wanted to eat everything, there was a lot of fruit, a banquet of other type of food and even a cake.

"The cake has the lyrics of our song." You jump excited. "That's so fucking cute."

"Language." You mom jokes.

Belen and Pablo got close to you once everyone was seated at their places.

"Estamos tan orgullosos de ti, preciosa." (We are so proud of you, precious)

Pablo hugs you, saying how much they love for you to be with Pablo and how amazing the song was.

"We got you a little something." Belen says, giving you a velvet box. "This is also Aurora's. She couldn't be here because of school but she sends you all the love."

"Thank you, I love you guys really much."

You saved the box in your pocket, wanting to see it in private.

You take a seat next to Pablo, who was talking with your mother about football. "But yes, it's been crazy, with the Champions coming up."

Everything was dreamy. You had the boy, the love, and the support. You had everything you ever wished for.

"I want to propose a toast." Pablo announced, getting up from his seat. "Por mi super estrella, ella nos ha compartido su arte y yo sé que todos aquí le hemos demostrado amor y apoyo" He grabs your hand, squishing it. "Congratulations, my love." (To my superstar, she shared all her art with us, and I know that every one of us had shared love and support with her, and I know that this award is important to her.)

You felt so loved, with the most important people in your life giving you all the support. You already won. An award makes no difference.

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[deanbrainrotwritings]

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SUMMARY : director jensen ackles gets a little too sexy.

PAIRING : jensen ackles x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : jared padalecki, misha collins, laura (oc), mariana (oc)

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw(18+), smut, spanking, banter, jokes

WORD COUNT : 4.3k

A/N : title from the song by j-hope of bts. I love danneel, but she can’t exist for these stories, lmao. also, I wrote this while I was sick and I was exhausted at 1.00 am :D XX

Jensen and her had a very professional relationship on set despite being married. She didn’t really joke around or do anything inappropriate unless it was okay for them to be doing that, if it was part of a scene and they accidentally messed up, or unless Jared and Jensen themselves were acting alongside her with Misha. But when Jensen was directing, it was a whole other case of professionalism. A case that she secretly loved and found very hot, something she was pretty sure she could hide from everyone but him.

He was a very private man with everything that had to do with his personal life, but she was a little more open about certain things, definitely not about her business in bed with Jensen, since he got flustered and embarrassed about it being said to others. Unless he was in that mood, unless he was comfortable around the people surrounding him.

For example, Jensen had no trouble talking about his sex life with her if he was talking to Misha and sometimes Jared, but he wasn’t too graphic. He could be a bit lewd, forgetting himself around the boys, and she’d play along because it was fun to either get the upper hand on him or to remain under his.

Still, she couldn’t be fooled by his prudish behaviour in the public because behind closed doors, Jensen was extremely naughty, almost more than her.

The makeup artist, Laura, was putting gel on Y/N’s brows, lip tint on her soft lips, touching up a few other parts of her face to make her look good for the cameras while the hair stylist, Mariana, began gently fixing and spraying her hair in place. Y/N stared at the photos of Jensen, Misha, and Jared, a little smile on her face admiring her friends and herself being silly in them.

“Ready?” Someone asked from the door after knocking, Laura and Mariana responded with a rushed yes and quickly finished up what they were doing before letting Y/N go to the set where she’d previously had a scene with Jared and now, she’d have one with Jensen. A spicy one.

She saw Jensen was already there wearing a black suit and a mossy-green tie, a serious expression pinched his brows together, and he made motions with his hands for the cameraman to know where the cameras had to be angled and what his vision was for the scene. It was hot, watching him be in the zone, directing and leading, giving advice, and correcting certain things. He was brilliant, a genius at these things, and he was so captivating and kind, enthusiastic and thorough, it was not surprising how amazing things turned out thanks to him.

“Y/N,” Jensen said, a serious tone in his voice, so she quickly made her way to him and waited for his instructions. He finished up with the cameraman and a few of the other crew members. Y/N just watched and listened to him, mostly. It was distracting to see the suit tighten around certain areas of his body, like his broad shoulders, his ass, his waist… “…back to you, gorgeous,” he turned to face her, and she smiled, inhaling sharply.

He raised a brow at her for that, immediately figuring out that she wasn’t paying attention to him, but had her mind somewhere else. He chuckled softly, his own train of thought derailed by the way she tried to play innocent. Despite her soft and serious smile, he carefully cupped her jaw and kissed her cheek before pulling away to demonstrate and explain a few things he wanted to change about the script and the things they’d do.

He walked her through the sex scene thoroughly, explaining to her what he’d be doing to her, even guiding her through it physically, putting himself over her and showing her the simple but intimate scene. Part of her was amused, but another part of her was aroused at the way Jensen touched her, or the way he made her touch him.

He remained serious, treating her the way he treated the other crew members and she didn’t even feel the slightest bit guilty about how hot she thought he looked every time he bossed her around.

“Got that?” He asked, once he finished, brushing her hair over her shoulder gently. She eyed his movements, then focused back on him, smiling softly with a nod of her head. “Okay, ready to start shooting?” She nodded again, murmuring a yes to him while trying to stop herself from laughing.

For the most part, the scene was PG-13, but her thoughts weren’t. When Jensen entered the motel room, loosening his tie as he spoke the lines in Dean’s sexy baritone, she was glad the camera wasn’t on her to catch the sharp inhale of breath or the way her lips parted in delight.

She never got tired of looking at him. Every time, he looked more beautiful than ever before and even in her own fantasies when they were separated, the memory of him in her mind didn’t do him justice. This. Him, slipping off his jacket and flinging it onto the bed as he debriefed her on the details on the monster case they were working on, it made heat rush up her face and heat blossomed in her tummy.

She said her lines smoothly, settled on the table like she was supposed to, grateful for that because her knees had become weak when he started to roll his sleeves up, and even more when he walked away, arched beautifully to find a beer in the refrigerator. The slacks tightened around his pert ass and his thighs, she squeezed her legs shut, nearly screwing up when the camera moved to her.

And she said her lines, looking Jensen straight in the eyes when he started walking towards her, easily popping the lid off the bottle and throwing it into the sink before he settled down in the seat in front of her. His legs were spread and when she looked down at his crotch, she didn’t care if the audience thought it was scripted or not because who wouldn’t stare at him down there.

Even the way she licked her lips and the way she said her next line wasn’t part of the script. Now, getting so close to the next part of the scene that she always enjoyed because she got to tease him, and he always got more than what he asked for. When he leaned forward seductively, playing his part as Dean when he delivered his next line, flirting with her still made her blush. Even though it was something Jensen wouldn’t really say, it made her smile genuinely because she had a soft spot for Dean as a character.

Thanks to Dean and her character, she and Jensen got together in real life. All that pretending to be in love, and then spending those months apart during the writer’s strike made things clear to both of them. It wasn’t the acting, it wasn’t the script, it was real. And they gave in and started to date, and it worked, so well that now they’re married. Now, he was hers.

“So? We got time to kill before Sam’s back, sweetheart,” he smirked at her, playing with the sleeve of her dress. She grabbed his hand, moved it away from her dress, his warm fingers wrapping around hers when she kissed the inside of his wrist. It was a tiny act of affection that drove him crazy, and he knew, in that moment, what she was up to. But he played it cooled, when she continued to hold his hand and stood up the way he told her to minutes before.

“Why don’t we skip the flirting then, Winchester?” She murmured, watching him sit back in his chair, his hands sliding up his thighs, puffing out his chest so seductively, the buttons of his white shirt became tight across his chest.

“Sorry, thought you liked it,” he smirked, grabbing her hips and pulling her forward. She stumbled into his lap gracefully, laughing softly. She cupped his face tenderly, admired the way his eyes shined like a puppy-dog before she kissed him. She kissed him as herself and she kissed him as her character, full of love and passion.

“Only when we’re not being rushed,” she mumbled against his mouth, moaning unintentionally, surprised when he stood up, holding her tight against him to sit her on the table.

“Son of a bitch,” he whispered, kissing down her neck. She was glad her face wasn’t really showing in the scene and doubted that the mic picked up his words. Her face became hot when she moved her hands down to his belt to undo it and he fumbled around under her dress, just pretending to get her underwear out of the way. Although, secretly, they both wished the cameras were shut off and that they could do the real thing because sometimes when Jensen flirted as Dean, he meant every word, and the flirting worked the way it was supposed to on her.

She panted dramatically, buried her fingers into his hair and tousled it when she tugged gently. His little grunt was real, but no one needed to know that, no one needed to know how wet she was right now, and when he lifted his face up from her neck, the deep blush that painted him couldn’t be hidden by the camera and she couldn’t care less. Not when he pressed his lips to hers roughly, pushing and pulling against her body, her other hand clinging to his back, twisting his shirt tightly.

It was so good. It was torture. His hand on her thigh, fingers digging into her squishy flesh, pain that was so arousing to her, his arm was wrapped around her waist to keep her upright on the table. It shook under them, the wooden table gently bumping against the weak wall, and when he pulled away from the sensual kiss, his nose bumped against hers. His warm breath fanned over her wet lips, making her mind hazy, but not hazy enough so when she whispered a name as she was supposed to, it was Dean’s.

And that was it. The next scene would cut with Dean being cocky, helping her fix her dress and lowering her off the table minutes before Sam arrived with news from the coroner. But he pulled away, looked at her intensely as the crew started to talk and Jared came up with Misha. Y/N smiled at them, relaxing on the table despite how aroused Jensen had made her.

“Wow, felt just like porn,” Misha snickered, Jared laughed loudly, smacking Misha’s chest with the back of his wrist. She rolled her eyes at them, turned to Laura so she could fix anything the scene messed up and Mariana fixed Jensen up a little, getting them ready for the next scene.

“Least he gets some action,” Jared cackled and Jensen laughed softly. “In and out of set,” he ‘whispered’ to Misha, who chuckled and shook his head, smiling peacefully at Jensen who was rolling his eyes and Y/N shook her head.

“Well, it’s always better than watching you with a woman,” Misha joked and Jared pretended to sulk, throwing a little bit of popcorn towards Misha, which he caught and ate triumphantly with a grin. “Seriously, it was good, guys.” Misha patted Jensen’s back and he thanked him quietly, watched them scurry off when they were ready to shoot the next scene.

“Was that too much?” Jensen asked quietly, pecking her lips innocently.

“I wanted more,” she murmured quickly, smiling innocently over at the crew members who were giving them a thumbs up to start shooting. He blinked down at her and smiled shyly, he bit his lip and nodded over at the crew to show his own ‘ready to go’ sign. He looked down at his feet and she inhaled deeply, both of them getting into character again.

He started to put his belt back on and she shimmied her dress down her legs, looking down at herself when she slid off the table. He stayed close to her, his breath against her cheek, his warm body nearly touching hers so she could feel her skin buzz with desire. He smirked down at her in a way that made her beam when she looked up at him, enamoured by that dazzling look in his eyes. He towered over her like the moon, his beautiful face just a little pink, his eyes fluttering close when he leaned down to kiss her a final time. His fingers tangled in her hair, her hands curled into his shirt, clutching his thin waist and forgetting just for a few seconds that they were being filmed until Jared came into the motel room as Sam.

“Guys, I-” Sam stopped at the door with a grimace on his face, shutting the door loudly which broke them apart. She looked down at her legs and licked her lips to taste Jensen’s lips again, but Jensen smirked when he turned dramatically to face Sam. Emphasising that he was in a good mood after ‘fucking’, making it really obvious to Sam that they’d definitely done it, but not saying it out loud.

“Whatcha find, Sammy?” He asked, swiping his thumb across his lip. His fingers collected a phantom layer of her saliva, and he popped it into his mouth, in way too enthusiastically when he took his beer and drank it. Sam continued to cringe and cleared his throat before he stepped towards them, ignoring Dean’s weirdness.

“Uh, anyway,” Sam started awkwardly, trying to brush off Dean’s clear arrogance, “it might not be a dragon after all, just a weird, kinky vamp.” Sam put the Manila folder on the table and Dean sat down, looking up at her with a smirk because she still looked a bit dazed.

This time she cleared her throat, glaring at him when she snatched the file from his hands, “a vamp?” She asked, opening it up and looking at the graphic photos of four dead girls, all pretty young. Her face softened, imagining that while maybe monsters weren’t real, there were different kinds of monsters in real life that did things like this.

The rest of the day, it went on that way.

The sexual tension that seemed acted out, but they all knew was real. It was an unspoken thing amongst everyone because Jensen was far too professional to do anything that gets in the way of his job. He takes it seriously, for the most part. His role as Dean means the world to him and she knows that because of the moments back home when he’d naturally slip into Dean. Either in his voice, mannerisms, or words, he was always falling into the endless beauty of Dean Winchester, loving him similar to—but more purely and more intensely—how the thousands of other people around the world did. Including herself.

Jensen flirted, he was sad, and a million other things as Dean while they wrapped up just part of another scene. The wardrobe was impeccable and she found it adorable and amusing when he stole shirts from the set, bringing them home and reminding her of the great times they had together at work. All of them joking, teasing, taking things sometimes a little too far, but nothing too extreme.

She made her way back to her trailer, eyed her next outfit and the robe on the rack in her little space. She smirked after a few minutes of consideration, removed her clothes and took the ones she’d need next with her, sneaking out to find Jensen who was nearby in his own trailer.

She knocked on his door, looked around anxiously for anyone who could be around while she waited for him to open, which he thankfully did rather quickly. He looked tired, but smiled with a little surprise when he came face to face with her, his eyes trailing down her body.

“Hi, Jay,” she greeted shyly.

“Hey, honey.” He moved out of the way when she made her way in, and continued to stare at her body when he shut the door behind him. She made her way to his sofa, laid her clothes neatly over it and he came up behind her, lifted the robe and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her underwear.

She laughed, looking at him over her shoulder when his hands fell to her hips naturally under the robe. He had his ring back on, she could feel the cold metal against her hip bone, his nearly-soft hands rubbing up and down gently.

“Come to seduce me again?” He asked, kissing the back of her head.

“Me?” She asked, checking him out and noting that he now wore a tight, black t-shirt, jeans that electrified the skin of her legs, and those loud and heavy boots that made him taller. “You’re the one who likes pretending you’re Dean in and out of work,” she teased, replacing his hands with hers to pull her underwear down her legs.

“Fuck,” he murmured, stepping back just to see her a bit more, partially to stop himself from wasting time trying to have sex when they could all easily get off work early by finishing up the scenes as soon as possible. He didn’t really hear her words, his reply simply faded into nothingness when she bent over the couch, her underwear hanging on to her thighs when she parted her legs. “Baby, later,” he swallowed, feeling his body start to warm up, his cock stirring in his jeans.

“Need you,” she pouted, pressing the side of her face against the soft sofa, watching him turn pink. His green eyes darkened and his jaw locked, he gripped her hips, positioning her right where she had to be for him to easily slip in and out of her. He kneaded her ass, trying to talk himself out of doing this, but parting her cheeks to see how slick she was for him. “Please,” she begged, wiggling her hips to encourage him, her cunt clenching around nothing when he bit his bottom lip at the sight of her pussy.

“I said later,” he murmured, striking her ass with an experimental and rough slap. She squealed, tensing up at the sting of his hand on her flesh before it became an arousing bolt of electricity that went to her clit, wetness beginning to pool between her legs all over again. She squeezed her thighs together when the throbbing of her clit nearly became unbearable and his eyebrows shot up, surprised and aroused by how much she clearly liked to be spanked.

“That’s so Dean of you,” she smirked, playing it off casually when it turned her on to see him so immersed in being Dean. She wiggled her ass playfully again and pushed her hips back against his crotch, feeling his grip on her hip tighten before he grunted.

“Sweetheart,” he warned, but she moaned softly at his voice. The sound of him so pathetically fighting against her antics encouraged her to keep talking, to keep teasing him, hoping that maybe he’ll give in.

“Won’t be the first time we have a quickie in the middle of work,” she reminded him with a little grin. He spanked her again, his hand falling on the other side of her ass and she yelped, repeating the same actions as before, a squeeze of her thighs and another teasing little wiggle of her bottom.

“I’d fire you if you worked for me,” he threatened halfheartedly.

“Thank goodness that you’re not my boss then,” she chuckled, shrugging the cotton robe off her shoulders so she was completely naked now. She threw it over her clothes with one hand and groaned in annoyance when he just stared at her face. “Jensen, I swear, if you don’t-”

His hand landed roughly on her ass again to shut her up, the flesh jiggled and turned red, so he gently kneaded it with a smirk on his flushed face. Once again, she squeezed her thighs and cursed softly under her breath, this time glaring at him for interrupting her, hating that he may have discovered something she liked and was now going to start using it against her.

“You’re unbelievable,” he said quietly, starting to unzip his jeans. Her eyebrows rose at the sound and she held her breath, excitedly waiting, looking back at him when he lowered his jeans and boxers, revealing his erect penis. He wrapped his hand around himself before the leaking tip could stain his shirt and she couldn’t stop her little moan, watching him tug gently at his cock to prepare himself for her.

“You’re gonna complain about having sex?” She asked, baiting him. He looked over at her, narrowed eyes taking in her face to see what her intentions were, so with his freehand, he spanked her again. He didn’t wait much longer for her to feel the sting, pressed the soft head of his dick against her slick entrance, sliding in slightly to feel the way she tightened and pulled him into her.

She moaned again, fisting the soft cushions of the couch when he pulled out all the way, choosing to slide the length of his dick through her wet folds. He’d focused on brushing against her clit, enjoying himself for a few moments, watching her squirm and pant while she was bent over the couch he napped on occasionally.

“Mister Later? How about you get started now?” He nearly laughed, frozen by her sudden joke in the middle of pleasing himself. She didn’t seem to find it very funny, observing her mostly pouting lips with her brows pinched together, so he rolled his eyes and easily slipped inside her.

He didn’t plan on letting her off easily, his hand shot down sharply, spanking her again, just to feel how much she liked it when he pushed and pulled his hips. He loved it, groaned at the feeling of her slick walls clamping down on him, warmth gushing around his cock. He lifted his shirt, held it up by tucking his chin against his chest and stared shamelessly at himself disappearing inside her. Her walls stretched around him, making him breathless.

She moaned wantonly, snapping him out of his daze when his cock throbbed inside her as a response. He pushed his softer thoughts out of his mind and focused on her needs and desires for him, quickening his pace, focusing on the way she responded to his speed.

He delighted in the sight of her moving upward with each of his thrusts, didn’t change the pace or the way he pulled nearly all the way out and slammed back into her, pulling gasps and quick whispers of his name from her shaking body. He already knew the answer to his questions, seeing her shut her eyes in ecstasy and hearing her moan into the couch loudly, but he still had to ask.

“That okay?” His thighs smacked loudly against her ass, taking in the soft red handprints that marked the skin of her ass. He felt her quiver around him, elated to feel the effect of his voice, so he leaned over her. He draped himself over her back carefully, his lips brushing against her cheekbone lovingly, his hands right next to hers, holding on nearly as tight as she was to the cushiony surface. “Does that feel good?” He whispered breathlessly into her ear.

“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned, her stomach tightening and flipping excitedly. In this position, he couldn’t pull out as much, opting for rolling his hips against hers which she was clearly enjoying far more. She squirmed under him, mewled and clamped down on him again, making him groan so he could feel his own orgasm approaching quickly.

“Better?” He asked, knowing that the head of his cock was repeatedly brushing against her g-spot. She didn’t answer, just nodded mindlessly while moaning his name loudly. He just knew he shouldn’t stop, so he kept at it. The force of his hips remained the same but his thrusts were much more shallow, bringing her closer and closer to her release. While her breaths got heavier and heavier, his own hitched the tighter she squeezed him in her.

Keeping the same pace, he shifted his weight onto one arm, snaking his hand around the front of her body to draw quick circles on her clit. It was the last bit of pressure she needed before she fell apart beneath him. She let out a strangled moan, squeezed him so tight he felt himself throb and spill inside her while she mumbled little praises for him.

She trembled under his body, his fingers on her clit elongating her orgasm until he’d filled her up with every last drop of his semen, his own body becoming exhausted and heavy. He panted against her ear, felt her slim fingers wrap around his wrist as she relaxed and caught her breath with him.

It must have been uncomfortable for her now in this position, their sweaty skin pressed together, his weight mostly on her. So he pulled out of her lazily, hissing at the feeling of her walls pulsing from sensitivity when he pulled out. He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her body with his and kissed her cheeks, waited a few moments for her to recompose herself.

“Better?” He mumbled, kissing her shoulder. He moved back slightly and pulled his pants up. She turned around on her shaky legs and smiled at him, standing on the tips of her toes to kiss him. Her hands held the sides of his blushing face to pull him down slightly for a kiss, but he leaned down all the way to meet her lips so she didn’t have to stand on her toes.

“Still yes,” she whispered with a smile, giving him a little peck on the lips. He smiled, continued to give her lips small kisses until they both parted to get dressed again and fix themselves for the rest of the day.

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fOoL fOr YoU | c.b.

pairing: colby brock x singer!fem!reader

summary: fate has its own ways to connect people who are destined to each other, even after breaking them apart at some point in life.

warnings: kinda short, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry but english is not my first language)

an: songs used here are fOoL fOr YoU by ZAYN, My stupid heart by Walk off the Earth. Album used in here - Lover by Taylor Swift.

pictures are from pinterest:)

“Come on guys, let me hear you! I know you like this one!” you said to microphone before continuing the song “Cause I’m a fool for you and the things, the things you do…”

You heard crowd clearly and loudly singing with you your debutant song and you couldn’t feel more proud.

Even though since realese of this song you made two whole albums it still was most of your fans’ favorite song, and to be honest, it was yours too.

It was song about your teenage love, how you felt about that one boy that you aren’t even in touch anymore. You wrote fOoL fOr YoU while you still were a lovesick teenager but before you were able to present it to your former muse from these times, you were broken up.

Then, years later you met that amazing man, Charles, who took you under his wings becoming your manager and helped you with realesing your debutant single - fOoL fOr YoU.

And that’s how you became pretty famous and now, here you were playing all around the world for your “we’ll never be the same again” world tour, promoting your newest album.

“Alright, that was so good! Thank you!” you took a break to take a sip of water and then you were back in front of the chanting crowd “Okay, so I wrote this one about my ex who was absolutely awful experience but also taught me a lot.”

You could hear loud screams from a crowd which already knew what song you were about to sing so you just laughed and started singing, crowd following also started shouting lyrics.

“My stupid heart don’t know, I’ve tried to let you go so many times before…”

After few more songs you bided your goodbye to the crowd promising you will be back someday and you got off the stage and met Charles on backstage.

„How was it?” you asked with smile, sipping water.

„That was great!” you could say he was proud „And you were worried you wouldn’t be able to play on arenas.”

„That’s a big step!” you defended yourself with smile „I can’t wait to take a shower, I stink.” you grimaced.

„I won’t disagree.” he laughed and hugged you „Go relax a little before we have to go to tourbus.”

„You too Charlie, I know that you are secretly almost ripping off your hair.”

Now you were supposed to head to Los Angeles where you would play two concerts and then you would have a month long break before starting last part of the tour - Europe.

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You were currently sitting at the vanity in your changing room. Your make up artist, Sarah, was doing your make up for your last performance before a break when Charles came into the room.

„Hi” he started.

„Hi Charlie, what’s up?” you could tell he had some offer for you.

„What do you say, you, me and your band go to some club after you come off the stage to celebrate successful tour?”

You looked at him in the mirror and smirked at him.

„Sounds great to me.”

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You and your crew sat in some club. You weren’t drunk but it felt good to feel more easy with alcohol in your system after stressful couple of weeks.

„My forever favorite moment is when this one fan threw his boxers on scene and they landed perfectly in front of y/n. Her face was priceless.” Mark, the drummer, laughed. You loved talking about memories from the tour but that memory actually was traumatizing since it was the first time ever when something like this happened.

„I felt attacked.” you joked and took a last sip of your sweet drink „I’ll go order next one. Somebody wants something?”

You heard chorus of no’s and assurances that they have almost full glasses so you just walked towards the counter and waited for a bartender to end taking someone else’s order.

„Your concert was awesome.” you heard next to you. When you turned to the side you saw someone you thought you would never see again in person.

Infamous ghost hunter, your ex and an old muse of yours.

Cole Brock.

Or rather, Colby.

„Thank you” you smiled „Fancy seeing you here.”

„I live in LA.” he explained „I liked this one song, what was it? Fool for you?”

You smirked and shook your head „Yeah, I like it too.”

„So, was I good muse?” he winked and you laughed. Of course he would know it was about him. You’re pretty sure that when you were together you were sometimes telling him parts of this song.

„Excellent, thank you.”

„I’m always happy to help, so if you will need some new music, here’s my number.” he handed you a piece of paper with some numbers.

„I’ll make sure to call if i’ll need anything.” you winked at him and he laughed.

„I hope so.” he looked behind his back where a blonde boy, Sam, called him „I have to go but i’ll be waiting for your call.”

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If some days later you actually called Colby, nobody have to know. And if that meeting ended with him tangled in your sheets, also nobody have to know. And if this was more than one time occurrence then also nobody have to know.

And if your next album called ’Lover’ was about him and everyone knew it was about him, then it’s okay.

And if you both tattooed ’fOoL fOr YoU’ on your hips on the day of your wedding, then it’s great even if everybody knows.

You two really were like lovesick fools.

#colby brock x reader #colby #colby brock #sam and colby #snc #music #katrina stuart #sam golbach

[thankssteveditko]

An overly-simplified introduction to the "Marvel Method"

As I begin to cover Amazing Spider-Man, it's probably worth explaining the basics of this up front for anyone who isn't aware. Over on Thanks Ken Penders, I talk about comics generally made the "traditional" way. A writer writes a detailed script, and then it's handed off to the art team to draw what the script says, with perhaps a bit of interpretive wiggle room. That's what you'd expect, right? But back in the '60s, Marvel developed their own creative method that came to be known as... well, the Marvel Method.

It varied from team to team, but the steps of the Marvel Method (or the "plot script" method) are basically this:

The "writer" comes up with a basic synopsis of the story - not a full script

The "penciller" takes that synopsis and draws up the full story, determining the specifics of what actually happens

Finally, the art is handed back to the writer, who comes up with the dialogue based on what the artist has decided to draw

The argument for this process is that a comic artist should be a strong storyteller as well, and that the artist may know how to break the action down panel-by-panel better than a writer would. In reality, the actual explanation is that Stan Lee was working on way too many comics at once in the '60s, and so he offloaded some of the burden of storytelling to artists Jack Kirby and Steve Ditko because... well, they were Jack Kirby and Steve Ditko.

It should probably not be surprising that the Marvel Method created a lot of problems.

For one, before long, Kirby and Ditko were basically just plotting whatever they wanted for Fantastic Four and Spider-Man, then letting Stan fill in the dialogue... but Stan was still getting full credit as writer, making it seem like the stories were all his doing. (He would eventually start giving them credit for plotting.) Even when Stan did give them plots like he was supposed to, sometimes they'd go do something wildly different anyway. Stan intended to make the Green Goblin an ancient Egyptian demon found in a sarcophagus by a film crew, but Steve basically went "I'm not fucking doing that" and made him a human villain instead. Can you imagine a comic artist going completely rogue like that in this day and age? It's nuts! (But also, Ditko made the right call there.)

Because Stan had the final say when it came to dialogue, this also meant he could directly contradict the intent of the artists. Hilariously, I've found anecdotes about Stan both watering down Ditko's later attempts at giving Peter increasingly Objectivist views and also removing references to the ideology from a Kirby story seemingly intended to make fun of Objectivism. But while these examples are funny when juxtaposed like that, on the whole it's easy to understand how frustrating it is to have Stan Lee swooping in at the last second and completely changing the meaning of your story, then taking the credit for writing it.

Is it any wonder that Kirby and Ditko both felt they weren't being given their proper due at Marvel and left for other companies? Is it any wonder that the Marvel Method isn't used much in the modern age? But, basically, this method and this history of improper crediting are why it's difficult to determine exactly who did what for a lot of these early Spider-Man comics.

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[percheduphere]

people saying, oh it wasn't intended from the beginning so it wasn't intentional thus has to stay fanfiction bug me. like, shows can develop organically based on chemistry. they can surprise you and take you in a direction that wasn't planned but now just works. like, fucking, chandler and monica wasn't planned from the beginning! but the actors had chemistry and the writers tried it out and it became iconic. you don't throw something away just because it surprised you instead of being pre-planned; you cultivate whatever gold you find!

With Hollywood entertainment in particular, I think there is a lot of ignorance regarding how the creative process, production process, post-production process, and business all work. It is readily apparent that in Hollywood, there are many hands in the kitchen when it comes to creating a movie, documentary, or show. The "Original Intent" argument is weakest when it comes to Hollywood art, and in fact fails to be a viable argument in multiple areas. I will discuss how the "Original Intent" argument fails in Hollywood in more depth under the read more, using what I know from having worked in the industry myself as a writer. And to be honest, the fact I have to pull my private professional history out online, just to prove I'm not being delulu when it comes to the importance of queer subtext in film, pisses me the fuck off.

To be clear, since this whole discourse mess on my Tumblr is likely the result of someone thinking I'm an anti-sylki: I AM NOT AN ANTI. I have an extensive analysis on Sylvie as an integral character to the Loki series, Sylki in canon, and her relationship with Mobius here.

I agree with you: a lot of amazing art deviates from the original intention, especially writing. If deviating from original intent in the writing process did not exist, we would not have DRAFT REVISIONS, we would not have IMPROV, we would not have EDITORS (whose entire job hinges on giving the writer not only grammar corrections, but feedback on how to IMPROVE character, plot, and pacing, which inherently means making changes from the original intent!). This is to say nothing of the thousands, if not tens or hundreds of thousands, of media scholars--with actual PhDs--who spend years of their lives performing meta-analysis to write academic papers on subject matters like this. Papers that become formal publications and contribute to how queer history is taught in universities! This is no different than academic scholars analyzing women and race representation and resistance in film. Why should analyzing queer representation and resistance in film be treated any less?

LET'S TALK ABOUT ORIGINAL CREATIVE INTENT VS POWER HIEARCHY & POLITICS IN HOLLYWOOD

For context with respect to this ask, a different Tumblr user critiqued against queer subtext in one of my posts using the "original intent" argument for the Loki series and Lokius specifically. By this logic, if original intent is always honored, then the original script for Loki's S2E5 (written by Eric Martin) would not have been NUKED by the executive powers that be at Marvel. [source] But no, the original intent was not honored, it was rejected. So how does one square the primacy of original intent with original intent being rejected by people who are not the artist but the people who manage Disney's finances?

In television, "Executive Producer" (i.e. Tom Hiddleston, Michael Waldron, Eric Martin, etc.) is a title that can be given to a writer or actor who has more creative say in the execution of a story than a regular staff writer or actor on crew. It also indicates that the writer or actor is in a much higher salary range compared to their professional peers. It does NOT mean the same thing as a CORPORATE "Producer" of Kevin Feige's level, who ultimately has the FINAL SAY on what does NOT end up on the cutting room floor. The corporate Producer must take into account the wishes of corporate's shareholders and board of directors, who are often multi-million if not multi-billion global investors who need the distribution of the product to succeed internationally in countries like China, which is very anti-LGBTQAI+. This is how a script like Eric Martin's S2E5 can be nuked and the writer can be contractually gagged from talking about its specific contents by Disney, lest they be SUED TO HELL for breaking their non-disclosure agreements (NDAs).

This doesn't even take into account politics.

In 2020, Ike Perlmutter, Chair of Marvel, "gave $575,000 to Trump For Victory, $35,500 to the Republican National Committee in April, $5600 for Texans For Ronny Jackson in February. 2019 saw him donate $248,000 to the Republican National Committee, $466,100 to Trump For Victory, $5,600 to Donald Trump For President." His wife, Laura, mirrored those donations. "In late 2016, he also gave $5,000,000 to the Great America PAC." [source] Ike was only recently laid off from his position in March 2023 [source]. Perlmutter was in a power-struggle at Marvel with Kevin Feige for years. Feige was promoted to Chief Creative Officer in 2019, which brought the power struggle to a head, ultimately contributing to Perlmutter's departure.

There is also Bob Iger, CEO of Disney, who was famously quoted during the Writers Guild of America strike for saying, “It’s very disturbing to me. We’ve talked about disruptive forces on this business and all the challenges we’re facing, the recovery from COVID which is ongoing, it’s not completely back. This is the worst time in the world to add to that disruption”

This is the worst time in the world to negotiate to pay your writers, YOUR CREATIVE LABOR FORCE, who entertained millions of people while they were stuck in their homes for 2 years, fairly?

And these are just two men in executive power at Marvel and Disney. We're not even talking about all the other board members and shareholders. You think Tom Hiddleston, Michael Waldron, and Eric Martin have any real power compared to these guys? They do not. They are peons by comparison. And these artists (despite their "Executive Producer" title) are always at odds with the Alliance of Motion Picture and Television Producers (AMPTP), who are ultimately not artists but FINANCIERS.

Here's another quote from a studio executive that occurred during the writer's strike:

"Receiving positive feedback from Wall Street since the WGA went on strike May 2, Warner Bros Discovery, Apple, Netflix, Amazon, Disney, Paramount and others have become determined to “break the WGA,” as one studio exec blatantly put it.  

To do so, the studios and the AMPTP believe that by October most writers will be running out of money after five months on the picket lines and no work.

“The endgame is to allow things to drag on until union members start losing their apartments and losing their houses,” a studio executive told Deadline. Acknowledging the cold-as-ice approach, several other sources reiterated the statement. One insider called it “a cruel but necessary evil.”" [source 1] [source 2]

Fortunately, this negative press and the WGA members' solidarity led to the WGA getting everything they demanded. I still have friends in the industry, specifically in the WGA and MPEG. A lot of them were indeed starved out. My friend who's a film editor is still unemployed because pre-production has only recently started to ramp up again and her profession is all in post. She has to wait for production to catch-up and finish in order to get work.

If the AMPTP is willing to use clearly unethical tactics to underpay their writers and actors (don't forget the SAG-AFTRA strike that joined later), do we really think members of the AMPTP (the studio execs) are willing to honor artists' original intent if the original intent may be "offensive to some viewers" and therefore can potentially cut into their financial bottom line?

We're not naive. We know the answer to this.

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH, KILLING EVE, AND GOOD OMENS

But what about OFMD, KE, and GO? These shows are on MAX, BBC, and Amazon Prime respectively. These corporations have a different branding image than Disney. Disney touts itself as "family friendly"; (read: on-screen LGBTQAI+ affection between two lead characters is "not family friendly"). MAX and BBC's branding type also affords them the luxury of creating content for niche audiences. Disney, on the other hand, makes additional revenue through using their plethora of licenses to make toys, additions to their theme parks, and other merch. If a parent is offended that a canonically queer character like Loki has romantic love not just for Sylvie but also for Mobius (a same-sex relationship), what are the odds of parents like them not buying Disney's merchandise? We can apply this same question to Star Wars, Pixar, and any of Disney-branded animation or live action movies. How deeply can audience offense potentially cut into Disney's bottom line? If there were no discrimination taking place, we would have LGBTQAI+ representation through a lead character in any one of their licenses already. We do not, and that is a huge red flag.

In addition, these entertainment corporations (who do not tout themselves as "family friendly") generate other sources of revenue elsewhere. Netflix generates international revenue through the production of international programming like "Squid Game" and other K-dramas such as "The Glory" or Mexican shows including, "The Surrogacy" and "Haunted: Latin America". MAX is struggling. They were bought out for that reason. With AppleTV and Hulu, their target audiences are more diverse, they offer a variety of media product, and their business strategy is ultimately different from Disney. All of this grants them more freedom in what kind of characters they choose to represent, including LGBTQAI+ characters.

Remember House and Wilson from House M.D.? That show was on FOX. We know the political alignment of FOX. Dean and Castiel from Supernatural? WB Television. Both shows came out before streaming became dominant, and thus, these shows had to cater to anyone who might happen to land on their channels. When the market demands that you cater to the widest possible audience in order to generate the largest revenue, the creatives are forced to create relatively conservative artistic product. Hence, creative censorship and our long history of queer subtext.

At Nickelodeon, the artists actually had the support of corporate to move forward with Korrasami because the final season Legend of Korra was only available online. It did not air on their channel. If that had not been the case, corporate would not have approved Korrasami. However, that approval was contingent upon the artists being subtle subtle about Korra and Asami's relationship. Even in this canon ship, the animators relied on subtext for queer romance.

Not helping Disney's case is the cancellation of "The Owl House". Why was "The Owl House" canceled? It didn't fit Disney's "brand". [source]

THE FAILURES OF THE "ORIGINAL INTENT" ARGUMENT IN HOLLYWOOD

The "Original Intent" argument fails when it comes to art in Hollywood because:

Original Intent can change, and often does change, during the creative process. This applies to all forms of art, not just Hollywood.

Multiple artists are involved in pre-production, production, and post-production. At any point in this 3-part process of filmmaking, original intent can be changed for a variety of reasons.

Studio Executives, Boards of Directors, and Corporate Shareholders have more power than the artists in Hollywood. If they think a product will not make money, they will order changes accordingly.

Disney specifically touts itself as "family friendly". Its lack of a lead character (in ANY of its live-action licenses) being in an openly queer relationship with someone who presents as the same sex, is the direct result of not wanting to lose conservative audiences.

Non-Disclosure Agreements (NDAs) are common in Hollywood and prevent artists from providing specifics regarding original intent. This is done not only to safeguard corporate's intellectual property (IP), but to also safeguard their public relations image.

THE ORIGINAL INTENT ARGUMENT WEAPONIZED

The "original intent" mindset can be either very naive or very cynical, depending on the thinker's motives for choosing this belief. Naive, in that thinking creative purity actually exists (it does not) or that oppression does not still occur in Hollywood (it does). Cynical, in that either the thinker doesn't believe in artists intentionally finding ways around mass produced arts' media censorship, which has in turn created our rich history of queer subtext in film, OR the thinker wants the "original intent" argument to invalidate a change they do not like.

The last motive is the same strategy used by fans who reject Miles Morales as being a real Spider-Man. The same strategy fans use to deny that Shuri is indeed the new Black Panther. Both are tactics used to mask racism and sexism beneath the veneer of "creative purity". Fans who have internalized racism, sexism, or queer-phobia may also use this tactic at a subconscious level to protect themselves emotionally from disappointment. Finally, there are fans who use this argument to invalidate another ship, usually a queer ship that cannot be formally canonized because of corporate studio power.

Regardless of the reasoning, using this argument is frequently insidious because it perpetuates straight white male dominance in media representation.

PERSONAL LIVED EXPERIENCE

I'm an old poc queer and have worked in Hollywood long enough to know that the writers' original vision rarely ever--IF EVER--pans out as originally intended. If you ever sit through a movie and wonder why the story feels so weird in certain parts, I can guarantee you that about 2/5ths of the time, a corporate producer stepped in and messed with the original story in post-production (usually in an poor, over-worked editor's dark editing bay) and ordered reshoots the director may not have agreed with.

I've also worked in the industry long enough to know that it is an absolutely toxic work environment in which women, people of color, and queer people still struggle to get a creative foothold anywhere. My first experience pitching a script to a prospective agent involved being asked to meet at a hotel for drinks. We didn't talk about my writing at all. What I thought would be a pitch meeting was actually the writer's version of the "Hollywood casting couch". Yes, I was propositioned. No, nothing happened to me. I walked out. This happened to me in June 2008. It was not my last experience. The "Me Too" movement that came years later in 2017 was in response to situations I have encountered like this.

Those of us who succeed are very rare, and 97% of the time, the executive staff is very, very white and male. There is absolutely oppression and exploitation of all sorts still happening in Hollywood. I fucking lived it and continue to have nightmares about it.

QUEER SUBTEXT STILL EXISTS

Thus, to deny queer subtext's validity as an art form and to only accept the words of those who are either in power or limited in what they can say because of those in power, undermines not only the artists' efforts to tell the story they want to tell but cannot tell explicitly, it also undermines queer joy and queer resistance in cinema. And yes, sometimes those artists are cis straight white male allies who want to tell these stories because they simply make sense for the characters. These people are the artists, not the financiers.

It's more mature to embrace, or at least leave alone, the loud joy others experience from shipping and performing meta-analysis instead of publicly pissing on them with the profoundly weak and ignorant argument of "original intent". Don't mess with me on this. The number of scripts I have worked on that completely warped from what I wanted, and then to have my writing credit removed or stolen, still makes me sick. Yes, I'm bitter, but I'm also glad I left.

#loki #mobius #lokius #loki season 2 #writing #art #asks #queer cinema #lgbt representation #lgbtqia representation #lgbtqai #lgbtqia #hollywood #politics #entertainment industry #art vs capitalism #capitalism #personal #wga #hollywood industry

[yanderelovlies]

You watched from your window as Joesph walked out of his house duffle bag in one hand, his jacket in the other. Curious you opened your window calling out to him "Hey! Where you going this time?!"

Joesph glared up at you "what's it to you?!"

You shrugged "I mean if you need a place to stay I'm sure mum will let you in the basement again!"

Joesph's glare went off to the side glaring down the street before back at you sighing "Fine!....but just for the night!"

He began to walk towards your house as you went back inside closing the window. You were making your way downstairs when you heard a knock on the door "mum! Can Joesph stay the night!"

"Another fight?"

"Yep!"

She sighed "Yes but you have to make the bed this time!"

You got to the door reaching for the doorknob "I will!" You opened the smiling up at the taller male "Hey cowboy."

Joseph rolled his eyes walking into the house "I still don't understand why you call me that."

You just laughed in return "oh! And you can head downstairs I'm gonna get the bedding so we can make your bed." Joesph nodded making his way downstairs silently.

Once everything was settled you laid starfish on his bed that had been made not long ago as Joesph sat in an old chair not too far away.

"I'm fucking sick of it y/n. I'm sick of it all....so I'm leaving."

You sat up from the bed looking at him "but where are you gonna go?"

Joesph shrugged he looked uncaring, but in reality, he was a little scared. He wasn't really sure what he was gonna do, but he couldn't stay there anymore. He also did to be a burden on your family. He knew how your father felt about him, and how if he stayed longer than a day it would start a fight between your parents. He couldn't do that.

You looked down before quickly looking back up at him "you can stay here! I'm sure they wouldn't mind!"

Joesph shakes his head "look y/n I'll be fine. I'm sure if I ask a couple of friends they will let me stay with them for a couple of days."

You knew of those friends. It was no secret that most of Joesph's friends were part of a bad crowd. You didn't like them, and feared what would happen to if he did "c-come on Joesph--"

"I said no! Now can leave I'm tired." He didn't bother to look at you.

You were quiet before finally getting up and heading upstairs. You hoped you would be able to talk him out of it tomorrow morning when things cooled down.

.

Unfortunately, that was the last time you had seen Joesph. He had left sometime early that morning without a word. You tried looking for him but never got far. You even spent months by your window hoping to see him passing by or walking up to your house, but he never came.

Eventually, you gave up ever seeing him and moved on. You graduated high school and found yourself studying cosmetology turns out you had a real knack for it.

All your hard work paid then end as you got a job as a makeup artist for a kid's show called The Sunnytime Crew Show. It was cute and you were a little excited to work with clown makeup.

This job felt like an amazing opportunity until the star of the show walked in. The one person you thought you would never see again. "......Joseph..."

He watched you with wide eyes. Not expecting to see you here either. He said nothing and only stared. You had to quickly shake tour self out of it and move so he could sit. "Hurry up." You mumbled.

It was awkward. None of them said a word, and neither of you made eye contact. You hated feeling like this, especially with him, but you couldn't just forgive him either. He left without telling you and didn't even bother to contact you afterward. It hurt you deeply and can't be easily forgiven.

.

This is how the next few months pass until finally he cave "y/n.....can we talk?"

You were cleaning your station a little faster the before "nothing to talk about sir. Now can you please leave me alone so I can go home?"

He stepped closer to you his arm reaching for you "but I can't leave you alone not after--"

You let out a loud scoff as all your movement stopped "really?! Cause you didn't seem to have a problem doing it for YEARS!"

Joseph flinched at your tone. He expected it, but it sound worse in person than it did in his head. The worst part of it all he didn't have a justifiable response to give.

He had to try though "Please let me talk to you. Tell you everything about my perspective.....and by the end of it you still hate me then I'll back off."

You started at him hard before puffing out a "fine." You ran your finger through your hair before finally turning to him "there....is a small diner down the street....meet me there at 7..."

"Got It at seven....meet you there."

.

Even sitting in the booth you felt like a fool. Why did you think he would show up? He is probably packing his bags to leave just like last time. Your fingers drummed on the table as you wait only for them to stop when you heard the familiar jingle of the bell.

Looking up briefly you noticed it was him. He came and quietly sat in front of you. Fidgeting with his fingers waiting for something from you.

"I...ordered us both some coffee for now."

He nodded "thanks..." He sighs looking down at his hands "I'm....sorry for leaving the way I did..." He began to spill his guts in a way he has never done before in the past.

He explained how the fighting abuse took a toll on him mentally as well as physically m. How he knew your father hated him, and didn't want to be the reason why another family falls apart. Finally how for awhile he got worse before he got better, and felt ashamed of who he was. He couldn't face you after that.

"I figured it would have been easier if you thought I died in my hometown than face you.....I'm sorry."

You were silent letting his words sink in before taking a deep breath "I...didn't know the full extent of what you went through growing up.....but I wish you would have told me so I could be there for you....you shouldn't have to face that alone...."

You could feel Joseph's eyes on you as you continued to talk "That being said it's hard to forgive you after so long...I missed you for a long.....I waited every day for you...I just wanted to see you..."

Joseph said nothing. He couldn't help but feel shame at the thought of you waiting on him.

"It may take awhile for me to trust again..."

"I'm willing to prove myself to you as many times as it takes until you trust me again."

.

Joesph kept well with his promise. Always greeting you in the morning, and saying goodbye before leaving. Other times he would invite you to the same dinner to catch up, and talk about things.

Months passed and it started to feel like it once was as hangouts were then moved to each other apartments watching movies and whatever you could find on cable. At some point, you spent the night in each other places.

This night was one of those nights as you cuddled up to his side watching a movie. You knew you had feelings for him but never said anything. Too afraid so you took solace in the little moments like this.

You could feel your eyes begin to droop till they finally closed altogether. You were sleeping for a bit till you felt Joseph shift as he sat up. "Fell asleep huh doll...?" you could feel the arm behind you move as he moves his hand to pet your hair.

".....you know...I had the biggest crush in your growing up....you are so smart so beautiful...more than I was." He sighed as he stopped petting you hair "I didn't want ruin that or ruin any good chances you had because....honestly doll you deserve someone so much better..."

You wonder if you should have said something until finally "What if I think you're good enough for me....?"

You could feel him freeze up. He wasn't expecting you to be awake let alone speak. You opened your eyes and looked up at him patiently waiting for him to respond.

"Even after everything.....? You would think someone like me would deserve you?"

"I think people deserve second chances and had proven to me that you deserve it."

You could feel him relax as his face got closer to yours "do you mean it?" His breath fanned across your face his voice barely above a whisper.

"More then you know cowboy"

He smirked before finally closing the space between you.

#sunny day jack #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #x reader #yandere x reader #something's wrong with sunny day jack x reader #sunny day jack x reader #swwsdj x reader #joesph cullman x reader #joesph x reader #joesph cullman #sdj joseph #joseph haberdae #somethings wrong with sunny day jack joseph l #joseph cullman

[tarisilmarwen]

Rebels Rewatch: “Vision of Hope“

Plot threads coming together as we approach the home stretch and season finale arc, lets explore some sewers today!

Kanan has deemed it safe enough to enlist help training Ezra again.  Fortunately this time they are solidly on the ground and taking precautions. XD

This exercise is a little bit similar to the one Anakin put Ahsoka through in Trials of the Jedi.  Only, you know, it has an actual achievable goal and endpoint (redirecting a blaster bolt into the target helmet) and Kanan doesn’t force Ezra to keep getting knocked unconscious over and over again.

Nice detail in Ezra sensing bolts coming and ducking, moving before they even remotely reach him.

Please help him, he’s so tired.

Seeing that Ezra’s distracted, Kanan calls a brief halt.  I do wonder if Ezra’s own anticipation of catching Gall Trayvis’s broadcast, while he’s open to the Force and letting it help him deflect and dodge shots, is what triggered his vision.

The boy does tend to accident his way into Force breakthroughs lol.

This full-body eyeroll is such a typical teenager thing.

The “Shenanigans” leitmotif comes in here, in playful synths.  Then the Force ring sound effects starts and it crashes to a halt with a note of cymbal percussion.  The strings take over with high frantic ascending trills that drop away into the full-on soundscape of Force noises, only a strained trumpet bleeting out halting notes of Ezra’s theme.

There’s a pulsing heartbeat sound underneath everything too.  Also love the wavering effect on the sides of the screen to indicate the vision.

The amazement when Kanan tells Ezra he deflected every single shot into the helmet, aww.

He looks so proud.

You know in hindsight it’s really not surprising that Kanan assumed Ezra had graduated to tracking through the Force in “Legacy”, given how often the kid had already surprised him. XD

His face.  *sobs*

I haven’t been commenting on it much but pay attention to whenever the titlecard pops up without its normal bombastic fanfare.  Usually a sign that things are serious.  I remember we went a solid streak of like five episodes in Season Four without a single fanfare and it was STRESSFUL.

Kanan brings up the very likely possibility that Ezra’s desires are coloring his vision, making him see what he wants to see out of it, which again goes to show why the Jedi teach discipline and clarity of mind when tapping into the Force.  You bring your own emotions and junk into the connection with you and they can trick you even more than the already cryptic and vague visions can.  “Your focus determines your reality.”

We’ll revisit this concept later in the series.

Zeb going for a headsmack while Sabine chooses a shoulder bump.  Sabine has this adorable devilish grin right before she lays it on him.  It turns softer and more playful as she passes.

Ezra smacks Zeb back as he runs into the Ghost, cute.

Subtle animation appreciation moment: The way Ezra twirls his helmet before sitting down, lovely little character touches like this make the animation feel more natural and immersive and realistic.

Hngh, Ezra’s eagerness in these early scenes hurts.

Lol, Sabine leans in when Ezra mentions the mural, the artist in her is intrigued.  And without missing a beat she pulls up the correct schematic.

This is the biased shipper in me but I’m loving their comfortable proximity, you can see Sabine slip out of her seat in the booth and kneel or crouch next to Ezra who’s on the stool.

Kanan once again warning Ezra not to put too much stock in his vision and Hera raising an eyebrow like, “Mais, c’est quoi?”

“He had a what now?”

Hi Zare!

Zare is exiting state left into his own spinoff adventure lol.  (Really gotta get myself a copy of his books.)

Ezra’s eyes are really pretty this episode.

The crew talking about Ezra’s tragic backstory. :(

That old Ralph McQuarrie concept art put to use in lovely fashion.

*has a plan*

*DOUBT.jpeg*

And Chopper straight up murdered his first other droid lol.  And also very nearly takes Kanan’s head off.

The sass on this droid. XD

Always found it cute how Ezra doesn’t get indignant or offended by Sabine implying he smells like the sewers but glees up like it’s the most exciting thing in the world that she’s paid enough attention to him to tell.

Even Kanan’s like, “Okay, can you not be embarrassing about your obvious crush for like two seconds?”

Hi Trayvis, you dirty lying snake. :)

This shot of Ezra and Kanan igniting their lightsabers together for the first time is pretty sweet.

“Padawan Jabba.”  Snrk, love that Kallus remembered that.

Oooooh lookit the way Zeb’s bo-staff lights up the smoke!

Hera’s blaster has a very unique sound that I like.

The “Shenanigans” cue comes back but it is a lot less fun and upbeat.  Some of the chords sound transposed to minor key.

Trayvis starting pinging me the moment we saw him in person, honestly, just something about him and the way he talked was way too slimy but his hesitance to actually escape here definitely got me suspicious.

Good thing Kanan was reviewing blaster bolt deflection earlier lol.

SNAAAAAAAAKE.

NO ONE LIKES YOU. >:(

“How will you find us?”  “I can smell you, remember?” <3333333

Love to see Sabine initiating the banter for once.

Even Hera is like, “THAT’S CUTE GUYS BUT WE GOTTA GO.”

Trayvis digging for leads to other Rebel factions like the lying rat he is. >:(

Aaaaaand this is why Hera doesn’t tell the others anything, Ezra’s so eager to believe Trayvis is an ally that he’s just talking openly in front of him.  Disaster averted only because Ezra thinks the Ghost crew is literally all there is.

Subtle animation appreciation moment: The consistent wafts of air from the fan that blow Ezra’s hair.

The sharp-eyed can tell that Hera adjusts something on her blaster moments before handing it to Trayvis.

EVERY SINGLE SHOT OF THE BETRAYED LOOK ON EZRA’S FACE HURTS ME PHYSICALLY AND PERSONALLY.

Bbbbyyyyyyyyyy. :((((((((((((

Hera’s furious Mama Bear haymaker to Trayvis’s face is... satisfying.

I love the sound Ezra’s saber makes when it’s turned on, it sound so unique to normal lightsaber ignitions.

And then there’s one last distorted iteration of the “Shenanigans” cue and Ezra’s death glare game continues to be on point.

Hera’s turn to comfort Ezra this time, though Kanan’s flat, “I saw this bratty kid who constantly caused me trouble.” gets a chuckle out of him first.

“Shenanigans“ comes back, properly in the woodwinds section and major key again to close us out.

Oof.  This episode isn’t one I particularly rewatch that often, since it’s kind of a bummer.  Our potential ally turns out to be a fraud and a spy, all the work the crew has done only seeming to put bigger and bigger targets on their backs.  But this is a franchise about hope, about enduring until the dawn breaks, so our heroes escape to lick their wounds, regroup, encourage each other, and try again.

And next episode they make some big splashes.  Boy oh boy. :)

#star wars #star wars rebels #rebels rewatch #ezra bridger #space dad and his precious pumpkin child #liveblog #sabezra

[reddragon-cowboy]

PSA

CW: Anti-blackness, Racism.

I usually don't make posts of this nature, but something had to be addressed since it involves my racial identity as a black women. This involves my experience in the server with one individual.

This is a post to share my experience concerning an individual who displayed direct and indirect racial prejudice towards me in the @bebopcrew server. First and foremost, I must say that the Bebop crew is an amazing server and, although I am particularly shy as it can take me awhile to feel comfortable enough to socialize in groups, the members there made me feel welcomed and supported me, as well as many writers/artists alike.

But one member in particular, @/Drasino, stood out to me that treated me differently than the rest. I thought I could put the situation behind me and let it rest, but due to seeing them on my dash often continuously calls back to mind what occurred.

This happened when I had begun to try to come out of my shell, attempting to socialize and engage in conversations in certain channels. I left a compliment on some insight they shared in a channel, but I never got a response that showed he acknowledged me. I also tried to engage in them again, but he didn't acknowledge me and proceeded to ignore me. Interestingly, he would engage with other people in the server and their stuff, but nope, not me.

Ironically, a day or so later right after, Drasino posted an image where he outwardly mocked the Afrikaan language. That was the first red flag for me. I asked one of the admins about what they posted, what his intention and motives could be about the crude image. The admin got right on it and confronted Drasino about it, to which he acted oblivious and played innocent. But after that incident, the admin updated the rules to emphasize how racist and other toxic content, comments, or memes are not allowed.

Afterward, there wasn't no more images of that sort again. However, he proceeded to deliberately ignore me and my stuff while engaging and initiating conversations with other people. I also tried to involve a few people in a channel where he and other people were talking, which he easily could've engaged with me as well, but instead, he proceeded to switch over to another channel to try initiate a totally other conversation, again, deliberately and willingly trying to exclude me from his presence. There was also a comment a admin told me where Drasino made a joke about monkeys as well.

All of these things began to pile up. Even though he acted oblivious about the picture he posted, you have to remember, Drasino, ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS. THE WAY YOU TREAT OTHERS IS ENOUGH TO KNOW THE TYPE OF PERSON YOU ARE. I am not stupid; I knew exactly what you were doing, and your actions towards me further proved my case. I do my utmost best to extend kindness towards others, try to make others feel welcomed, and I don't like it when others feel left out. I extended kindness towards and courtesy towards him in the same manner as I try for anyone else. But he didn't for me; the fact I'm the only black person ( plus with the only black oc) in the server who he outwardly and deliberately chose to not give me the same courtesy and respect as he gave other people stuck out like a sore thumb. Plus, that image was all I needed to know because he knew exactly what he was doing and proceeded to downright ignore me.

This type of behavior something I wouldn't expect to experience in this type of community, but here we are. Shinichro Watanabe created a show with a diverse cast of characters; Cowboy Bebop is abundant with diversity of different languages, cultures, ethnicities, and nationalities-it is an element I love about the show. Anyone who is a fan should understand and appreciate the message and vision that Watanabe delivered for us. If Watanabe appreciates and respect others, no matter their race, culture, or language, a fan of his work should share that same openness. With that being said, showing racial prejudice, anti-blackness, xenophobia, or any other type of prejudice towards another person is completely unacceptable here.

I decided to make this post to make others aware of my experience with this individual, and for others who look like me to be wary of their company, so they don't also have to go through the same thing I experienced.

#antiblackness tw #racism tw #( ooc ) the mun. #drama tw #discourse tw #cowboy bebop

[mushrooming3]

Hello! I���m the Artist!

A little about me and Art, Au's, Wattpad information, and links if you want to read my wattpad stories! ⬇️

I am Mushrooming3! I am a nerd who draws things that makes me happy! (The rose is a tattoo I want to have one day)

I am not a professional artist despite me drawing for so many years. I do it for fun and entertainment and it really boosts my sanity :)

The funny thing is even though I ship gay characters, I'm actually not a part of the 🌈 community as I'm in a straight relationship. That doesn't mean I dont respect those who are! I love talking and collaborating with other artists it doesn't matter to me who is what, everyone is still a person.

I am currently in the middle of still growing up as I'm in high school. So bare with me if Im ever inactive for a little bit.

My birthday Is in January

I have been drawing for about six years! Since 2018

I also have watched Smg4 since the same time!

Fanfiction/Wattpad

I read and write fan fiction on Wattpad! (Mushrooming333)

I love horror, Adventure, Fantasy, and Romance!

I am known as the author of Smg4 and the Beast, the new account one. (waiting for wattpad to delete my old crusty account floating in the internet)

Smg4 and the Beast:

My 34 one-shots:

My main Au's:

Mermaid/Merman Au

Circus Au

My Smg4 and the beast Au is coming soon!

Fandoms <3

I love so many fandoms that go to video games to movies such as:

Super Mario, Fnaf including sb, Undertale ,Cuphead

Until Dawn, The Quarry, The Last of Us

Poppy Playtime

Ghostbusters

Nimona

Marvel, DC (mostly batjokes)

Harry Potter

Lazy town (sportarobbie)

Don’t hug me im scared

Beauty and The Beast (any movie version)

The Amazing Digital Circus, Smg4, Meta Runner

How I got here

So I used to have another account on here years ago which I stopped using years ago. Something happened at that time where I had to make a new account (which is the one I'm currently using) After that I gave up and used Devinart for about a year or two. However, in my opinion, that app sucked because the app crashed all the time, and its not the best place to go to for 34 as there were a lot of haters in the platform. Let me just say I didn't really get nice words sent to me, while I tried to draw different characters and fandoms like what I do now, versus my best friend @anonymousartist1727 who paints all of the time, lots of people love her paintings (which she's my best friend and don't get me wrong and her paintings are AMAZING I love her art so much she's so freaking talented! ) but it made me realize Devinart wasn't really fit for my art “type” so I stopped my toxic relationship with Devinart and came back here realizing I left my newer account here unattended, so I was surprised when I got a notification from Tumblr saying “your account is two years old!!!” :D

Smg34 or ships in general:

But of ALL fandoms I have been really REALLY fixed on Smg4 and especially Smg34. I understand why some people think they’re brothers, but it was never said by Luke or anyone, plus there’s a lot more sussy gay moments between them vs being siblings moments. Also they have joked about it before- And yeah they look similar but that’s how it always was even with the Mario models. But this is my opinion and belief of that, the thing is if there’s a person who only sees them as siblings and in their head that’s how it is for them then that’s how it is. It’s their world not mine. And I respect that.

I ship it, I also ship Meggy and Tari, or Meggy and Desti, and Melony and Axol. Plus Swag and Chris are such a old married couple just b*tching all the time lmao

I also want to say I only ship fictional characters, never real people or actors.

#meet the artist #intro post #character art #drawing of myself #digital art #my art #smg34 #opinion #hi hello #smg34 fanfiction #smg34 fanfic #smg4 ships #smg4 au #digital artist

[parmahamlarrie]

can you give me a list of established relationship

This is my dream ask, tbh. According to my notes, it's over 30% of what I read. Listed some of my favorites below (excluded A/B/O, girl direction, anything too heavily kinky, and anything under 5k so if you'd like a list of those, let me know).

dusted in gold Series || frenchkiss || 100k Model Harry, Make Up Artist Louis Harry’s an A-list supermodel, Louis’s his make-up artist boyfriend. They’re something of a dream team.

Down to our bare feet || frenchkiss || 71.5k Disabled Louis, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Angst Breaking his neck and becoming wheelchair-bound for the rest of his life was never part of Louis Tomlinson's long term plan. No, he was going to make it big in his career, marry the man of his dreams, and live his best life each and every day. That is, until a football injury leaves him paralysed from the neck down, which is less than ideal, he must admit. The story of an ordinary couple living through extraordinary circumstances, featuring wheelchairs, home renovations, intensive rehab, fighting, laughter, tears, ring shopping, and above all, two boys determined to love each other no matter what.

Why Am I Doing This Again? || @berzerkshires || 31.3k Famous/Non Famous, Interview Format, Older H&L AU: It's been 37 years since Louis Tomlinson met the famous Harry Styles. In 2056, Harry has officially announced his retirement with one last request from his management team: a three part documentary. The crew comes to Louis & Harry's house to film an interview with Louis about Harry and their relationship. And Louis still doesn't understand why he's a part of it.

secrets don't make friends || @thedevilinmybrain || 30.2k College AU, 5 Times, Fluff and Smut What an absolute rollercoaster of a fic. I started this fest thinking I was going to write something else, then I panicked, and I wrote this instead. I hope it's as good as my original prompt.  Firstly, thank you so much to Aria. This is my love letter to you. My smutty, kinky, love letter of our friendship. To the one brain we share by some cosmic connection. You always support my deep dive into how dirty can I make this and get away with it and give me the best feedback. I could not have done any of this without you.  And Hannah, babe, you literally are an angel. Always coming in to save my fucking life by agreeing to beta 30k in one night! When we both were exhausted and you did such an great job. Especially because I can't spell for shit. Thanks you, baby. I appreciate you so much. Also, thank you Greta for coming up with this brilliant fest! So glad I could help out and co-mod with you. It was such a success.

Were We Ever This Young? || @letsjustsee || 17.2 Harry Potter AU, Baker Harry, Auror Louis, Flashbacks “How did it go?” he asked, still not having gotten any hints from Louis’ face.“Obviously it went amazing, Harold,” Louis said, reaching for Harry’s hand, “Was there any doubt I would smash it?”Immediately after finishing his sentence a young girl burst out of the classroom behind Louis, pushing through her peers, sobbing her eyes out. Harry and Louis both took her in, watching as she rushed through the crowd and disappeared behind the many bodies. Harry looked at Louis in confusion, about to voice his concerns before Louis cut him off.“Teenagers, am I right?” Louis said casually, “So bloody sensitive. You hungry? Let’s go.”And with that, he pulled Harry through the groups of students by his hand, Harry too shocked to utter a word.  Hogwarts AU in which Harry and Louis both return to give talks to seventh years about the 'real world' with slightly varying results. Inspired by the Chilton scene between Rory and Paris in the new Gilmore Girls.

Fugue || @canonlarry || 16.4k Amnesia, Kidfic, Famous/Non Famous, Happy Ending Harry falls asleep a 17 year-old who lives in Cheshire and is probably rockstar Louis Tomlinson's biggest fan. He wakes up 24 with a wedding ring on his finger, two kids, and Louis Tomlinson attempting to wake him up with a blow job. The doctor calls it organic retrograde amnesia, says he might never get back the last seven years of his life. The only thing that feels the same is how he feels when Louis touches him, and maybe that's enough to make him fall in love all over again.

think I'll take my chances || trackfive || 12.9k College AU, Sick Fic, Hurt/Comfort harry worries louis, louis worries harry, they both worry zayn...there's far too much worry. taking care of each other doesn't have to be a one-way street (h/c with extra hurt...and extra comfort...and extra fluff)

Feel My Love || @styleandsin || 10.4k Baker Harry, Fluff and Smut, Domesticity Reason #29: To avoid cleaning, studying, or doing work of any kind. Louis always gets things done on time, he just takes a detour along the way. The detour? Having sex with Harry. Harry never brings it up. Until he does.

Every night, I've got you in my arms ||

Shut It Down When the Time Comes || kikikryslee || 9.4k Kidfic, Teacher Louis, Architect Harry This is it, Louis thought to himself. Finally. And then a loud wail rang through their apartment. Louis stared up at Harry, who had the lube bottle in his hand, ready to pour. “What if I’m quick?” Harry asked desperately. Louis rolled his eyes as the baby’s crying only got louder. --- Or, the five times new parents Harry and Louis try to have sex, and the one time they actually do.

Hea(van) Is A Place on Earth || @insightfulinsomniac || 6.1k College AU, Car Sex, Fluff and Smut Harry turns back to him, cheeks pink and biting his lip. “There’s lots of space.” “You want us to defile Belinda?” Louis asks in sheer disbelief. “I’m kind of desperate,” he admits, eyes shining in the fluorescent glow of the campus street lamps. “And besides… Belinda doesn’t mind.” *** University students Harry and Louis want to spend some alone time together — the problem is, both of their respective roommates are fast asleep. Harry solves that problem with some blankets, a secluded parking space, and his beloved beater van, Belinda.

Gotta Have You || @styleandsin || 6k Kidfic, Valentine's Day “I’m glad I married someone that’s still down with having sex in the laundry room while our kid is in the middle of a movie and there’s ten minutes left until the dinosaur chicken nuggets have to come out of the oven,” Louis says, voice serious but a small smile on his face. “Me too,” Harry says with a laugh before getting back to his food. Louis laughs along with him until he looks down at Harry’s plate, “are you really using a fork and knife for chicken nuggets?” Harry looks up at him and the genuine judgement on his face makes him giggle. “I’m trying to be fancy! We were supposed to be going to a really nice restaurant Lou, I’m just trying to recreate the experience.” He then dips the chicken nugget into his ketchup with his fork. Or, an AU where Valentine’s Day doesn’t go according to plan but possibly turns out even more romantic

NC-17 || kikikryslee || 5.5k Public Sex, Fluff and Smut Louis took the tip of Harry’s cock between his lips and just let his tongue lap over it for a minute. He wanted to watch Harry crumble as best as he could thanks to the dark lighting in the theater. As Louis moved down another inch, Harry’s eyelids fluttered some more. Louis smiled around Harry’s cock, watching as Harry now struggled to not only keep his eyes open, but also focused on anything but the boy in his lap, not wanting to draw attention if anyone were to turn around at this moment. --- Or, the one where Louis drags Harry to a horror movie festival even though Harry is afraid of scary movies, so Louis decides to give Harry something else to focus on instead.

Battle of the Balls || @greenblueish || 5k Famous/Famous, YouTube AU, Secret Relationship “Rim of the hole, Haz, really?” he gazes at the camera again. “This is getting demonetised and honestly, rightfully so. How are we still allowed to make videos? YouTube, why don’t you just do yourself the favour and delete our channels?” “After everyone sees that I win this game though,” Harry winks, dimples still showing.  or, the one where YouTubers Harry and Louis play Golf With Friends, go to the pub with Niall and return home six hours after posting the video.

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[be-with-me-so-happily]

Summary: Y/N applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

A/N: There is a lot of cuteness in this one. I feel like there needed to be a bit more of it since the other few chapters were a bit heavier. And I've also been waiting to add something referring to the Today Show song performances, they are just so fun to watch (despite the missing member). Hopefully it's fun to read about too.

Warnings: Some language, a little jealousy, intercourse, mention of Zayn feeling ill

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CHAPTER 9 -

EVERY STEP I TAKE I'M FEELING MORE & MORE

Nov 15th, 2014

'Four' officially came out yesterday! It was such a cool moment! You'd heard snippets of the songs, and the album was leaked about a week ago, but it was still an amazing moment to be a part of with all the guys. And you finally got to hear all of the songs in full. Harry jokes that he won't be able to hear or sing 'No Control' without thinking of you, adding that he is thankful it won't be on their tour setlist.

Today was exciting in its own way. One Direction is recording for the Band Aid 30 charity single, and Harry is very focused on that.

"I want to wear something different but that doesn't stand out too much, it's not about me today."

"You have a heart of gold, Harry Styles."

You look into his eyes. [Is he an actual angel or something?]

"I think I have the perfect shirt" and you hand him a cream button up with large black motorcycles scattered on it. Neutral is almost always a safe bet.

~~~~~

At the recording, you are a bit starstruck with so many artists gathering in one room. Since it's a bit crowded, you and Natalie aren't really able to watch them record the whole time. But whenever there is a break between sessions, Amelia gives you and Natalie each a turn to check over the guys' outfits and be on standby.

You get to see them record just a little bit of the chorus, singing 'feed the world' and you can't keep yourself from welling up. Emotions have been something you can't and don't really hold back anymore since 'being with' Harry.

Niall happens to look in your direction for a quick second and smiles.

When it's all done, hours later, everyone piles back into the vans you came in. Niall pulls you and Natalie in their van so you get to ride back to the hotel with them all.

"That was incredible!" Natalie beams. "So many celebrities, and such a good song!" She makes sure to add, "and a great cause, of course."

"Yeah, it's really nice to do something like that." Zayn answers.

Niall elbows you and blurts out, "Superstar over here was bawling!" He laughs.

"I'm glad I had your sweater with me to wipe my snot, thanks!"

Niall lets out his contagious laugh.

Harry, sitting next to you and doing everything he can to keep his hands on his knees, leans over and whispers, "I think you're the one with the heart of gold, Sunshine. Golden."

~~~~~

Nov 16th, 2014

Today you arrive in Orlando. You get to have a little bit of fun and explore Universal Studios, where the guys will be performing tomorrow.

Levi actually flew out to help the sound crew, so Natalie is excited to spend some time with him later. She seems happy and you're happy for her. You two and Amelia move around with the guys during the day, as they do some Q&As and soundchecks. You can't really be around Harry too much, it's too hard not to flirt and touch, so when you actually are, you have got to be extra professional. You see Liam's girlfriend, Sophia, being able to hang on her man. You listen to Natalie talk about how much fun she is having fun with Levi. You don't get to do those things with Harry, and it's been fine while being your little hotel bubble. But now, while out in the open, this is harder. And the worst part is that you don't know if you even have the right to feel this way, not really knowing what you are to Harry. You start to quiet down and close yourself off a bit.

"Anyone want to go on some rides?" Louis asks, super pumped. He points at each person, then lands on you. You shake your head.

"I'm not a big roller coaster person." You shrug.

"Yeah, me neither." You hear Harry agree.

The rest of the group runs over to get on a massive ride, and you wait back with Harry and some security guards.

"Now we get a chance to hang out a little." He says, looking over and smiling. But it disappears quickly, seeming to realize that your mind is somewhere else.

"What's wrong, love?"

You try to respond, "I'm fi-" but he interrupts.

"Please don't. I can tell you're upset."

You sigh as you look at the ground. You make sure to be careful with what you say, in case someone overhears the conversation.

"I'm just bummed that I don't get to hang out here with-" you pause not knowing what to call your relationship, "with the guy I'm into." That's the best you've got right now.

He scoffs. "The guy you're into, huh?" He smirks. "Because he works a lot?"

You shake your head in disagreement. "I don't mind that. He has a cool job."

He smirks back. "I bet it's hard for him too Y/N. I bet he cares about you a lot."

"Maybe." You poke your tongue out at him.

Right then you hear some screaming girls and turn to see a handful of cellphones pointed in your direction. He waves at the small group of fans and apologizes for not being able to head over to them (security reasons). Then he looks back at you.

You can see their hearts breaking, and you get an idea. "Do you think… I organize a little something for them, for later?"

He looks curious but nods. "I trust you." And so you walk over to them.

"Hey ladies! How are you?"

They are shaking and almost crying. "Hiiii! Wow! Do you work with One Direction?"

"Yep!" You motion them to lean so that they can hear what you're about to say.

You whisper, "I'm sorry they can't really step out here right now. But… if you are going to be at the next Q&A, come find me afterwards and I can try to get you a quick special moment for autographs and photos."

"Oh my gosh! No way! Thank you!" They squeal.

"It's my absolute pleasure ladies! You mean so much to them. You're the reason they get to do this!" You wink at them and you add, "And that gives me a job too!" You say goodbye and walk back towards Harry.

He still looks extremely curious, since he didn't get to hear what was going on.

"Well, I'm sorry, I added one more quick thing to your schedule."

He smiles. "That's… the best. You're the best, Sunshine."

His comment doesn't even register in your mind. "And now they know I work with you, so they won't think anything is going on here."

He frowns a little and whispers, "but that's not really true…"

You sigh and whisper back, "but it is out here…"

~~~~~

Nov 17th, 2014

The rest of the day yesterday, you were both pretty quiet, and busy, but he still tried what he could to make you smile- with silly comments and faces every so often. That's who he is.

The morning is a little chaotic. Zayn isn't feeling well, and won't be participating in the 'Today Show' performance. This means the guys have to take over his parts of the songs, so there was a bit to figure out and practice before getting on stage later.

You figured you wouldn't see much of Harry today, but it's between some Q&A appearances, and he is walking up to you with two coffees in hand.

He motions you over to a little secluded walkway on the side of a store and hands you your drink.

He frowns. "You are beautiful, Sunshine!" Then he smiles. "I'm so lucky."

"Hey, love. You look great!" He looks you up and down, but you roll your eyes. You're wearing a white and grey horizontal striped button up tucked into light denim jeans, white sneakers, and your hair in a ponytail. Nothing special.

You mildly giggle. "Because you get to see me?"

"No. Because I get to be with you." He argues.

You roll your eyes again. "Well, you won't be with me for long, you're performing soon."

"That's not what I meant." He stops what he was saying and looks up at you. He coughs. "I'm sorry if I upset you yesterday."

You shake your head. "You didn't upset me. I was just in a weird mood and being dumb."

"How so?"

Surprisingly, you don't even stop to think, before letting all your thoughts out. "I was getting jealous. It's so dumb. I was seeing Liam and Sophia together, and hearing Natalie talk about Levi… and I was jealous. Like I said, it's dumb. I've been having such an amazing time with you... I knew the little bubble would pop at some point, but I guess I wasn't ready for it to feel that way. It just bummed me out that I didn't get to walk around with my boyfriend and hold his hand."

You realize what you just said. Your heart stops and your eyes suddenly shoot up to his. You instantly put your hands up to your face, trying to convince yourself not to make a run for it.

[Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit]

He doesn't say anything right away. You're starting to panic a little, feeling like you just screwed up everything again. Instead of pushing him away from not expressing your feelings, now he'll run away because you're expressing them too much!

"Umm… boyfriend?" He asks, quietly. You want to cry.

"Oh god. I'm sorry. No, I... I didn't mean to say that." [That might be a lie]

"So you didn't mean me?"

You're embarrassed and your cheeks are getting more red by the second. You can only look down at this point and shut your eyes tight. You're getting scared. But you've done so well at not hiding your feelings anymore and don't want to lie.

"No, I-..." [Tell the truth. Say something!] "Oh god. I just meant... in general." [Nope, lie]

"So you don't want me to be your boyfriend." He says, less of a question and more of a conclusion.

"No. I… shit," you growl at yourself for being so flustered and fucking this up. "I think I do... I'm sorry… I do want that." And there's the end of whatever you two had.

All of a sudden you feel his hand on your chin, pulling it upward. You quickly look around, but no one can see you.

"Don't be sorry. Look at me please." He requests.

"Yeah, I'd rather not at this moment."

"Sunshine. Please look at me." His gentle tone is the reason that you do what he asks, seeing the biggest smile you've ever seen on his face.

"Can you say it again?"

"What?"

He clears his throat. "Can you say it again, but to me this time?"

You whisper, "my... boyfriend…"

He closes his eyes and he lets out a strong exhale. "See? I'm so lucky, because I get to be with you, the most beautiful girlfriend ever."

Your heart stops again.

"This is all kind of new to me, love. I can't promise we can be all lovey in public, yet, I want to protect this. But I can promise that you don't have to wonder how I feel about you. I'm yours."

"I don't care, H. As long as we know where we stand, then I can handle it."

"You called me 'H'. I like it."

He turns you around so no one can see you, then pulls you in for the most tender kiss you two have shared so far.

You walk back out where everyone else is and the group of fans from earlier finds you instantly. Their mouths drop, seeing Harry standing next to you.

"Hey ladies!" [Thank god they didn't come over there a few minutes ago]

You look at your watch and then at Harry, seeing if they have a few minutes for those girls. He nods.

"Okay, let's sneak over to the side of that little stage. I'll grab the rest of the guys. I'm sorry Zayn isn't here though, he's a bit sick."

Once everyone is gathered, the guys graciously sign some posters and take photos, thanking them for their support. The girls even give you hugs and thank you for doing that for them.

After it's done, you look at the guys. "Sorry I threw that at you guys. They had looks so heartbroken earlier, I couldn't take it. I just wanted to do something special for them."

The guys look at each other and then smush you into a group hug. "We love our fans! And we love you for doing that for them!" Niall reassures you.

"I told her she's the best for doing it!" Harry adds, and squeezes your waist as you continue to get smuthered in the group hug.

~~~~~

You're now standing around with the guys before they go on the big stage for their 'Today Show' performance. It's a bit crowded in the little space off to the side, with all the crew from One Direction's team and from the show. You and Harry wiggle your way to each other, so you can do your job of course, and you subtly squeeze his hand. He looks down at you and winks.

"Good luck Rockstar."

"Where are you standing?"

You get a mischievous look and shrug. "Game time. Have to find me." He suddenly bites his lower lip at your words and you can't help but stare down at them for a moment.

"Settle down, Sunshine. M'bout to go on stage, can't have my pants too tight up there." He whispers

You poke your tongue out at him. He smirks and adds, "hey, I said settle down."

You shake your head. "Have fun, H." You walk away.

You and Natalie stand over by the sound booth, away from everyone else. She gets to be with Levi and you get a good view of Harry.

'Steal My Girl' is being introduced first and as he looks to his right, he instantly notices you. He does a funny little clap. They start singing and he looks over again, doing a funny little dance. As Niall's part ends, he licks his finger and pretends to play the bass guitar.

[Umm... why was that so hot?]

"Harry's in a good mood today…" Natalie observes.

You haven't had the chance to tell her what happened earlier. So all you can do is blush. "He's always goofing around on stage."

"Mhmm…" She responds.

He's stealing glances the whole time. Natalie seems to notice it a lot during 'What Makes You Beautiful' and 'Best Song Ever'.

Harry Styles… now your boyfriend… is up on stage singing beautiful songs, being adored by everyone. But when he looks over, you feel as if he's singing just to you.

You might never get rid of the constant butterflies fluttering around in your stomach.

[He's definitely not the lucky one here, you are]

~~~~~

Nov 23rd, 2014

Today has already been extremely busy, because tonight is the American Music Awards. One Direction are nominated in multiple categories and you are so excited for them.

The downside is that you don't really get to be involved in the event. You and Natalie are able to join the crew but only observe the process of getting them ready. It makes sense though, the award shows are a big deal, so of course the head stylist is going to take control.

Harry is one of the first ones to get ready. You love the jacket with the gold details that he picks. He does find you after he changes and asks what your thoughts are. You reassure him that it is perfect.

Once they are ready to head to the red carpet, you give each guy a hug and wish them good luck. It takes everything in you not to kiss Harry.

The rest of the crew who are staying behind gather in the trailers to watch the interviews and the award ceremony. It is fun to see what celebrities are there, and everyone's unique style.

You can't help but laugh when the guys are interviewed by two very nice ladies, but are clearly uncomfortable… Harry ends it after one of them asks Zayn about her shoulders. These guys are so polite, it's too funny at times.

~~~~~

The night goes on and One Direction wins three awards! Each time they win, everyone in the trailer cheers, claps, stomps their feet, etc. That's been the upside of the night. You may not get to be inside with the band but this feels like it may be an ever better experience. You're surrounded by so many other people who work behind-the-scenes, yet don't get/need any credit for it. They all love the guys too. Plus, you get to be as loud and crazy as you want when you celebrate.

After winning the third award, you send a group text to them all.

:you: i am so fucking proud of you all! you are probably my favorite pop/rock band… i'm pretty sure i voted for you ;) you work so hard and you deserve this, love you guys!

:niall: and i'm your favorite band member right? :)

:liam: thanks darling! we love you too. ps. vote for liam

:zayn: thanks love! i'm best dressed right?

:louis: so that leaves me with 'most talented'!

:harry: thanks for always supporting us.

And then you get a separate text from Harry.

:harry: you've made this the best year yet, Sunshine. i won when i met you.

:you: i'm so proud and happy for you, H.

:you: but do you ever stop being cheesy?

:harry: what? you don't think my lines are… gouda?

:you: oh my god.

:harry: i'll see you later and we can celebrate?

:you: the awards or your terrible joke? :)

:harry: both, but definitely more so the joke!

:you: goodbye!

Then you get a separate text from Niall.

:niall: i love you, you're one of my best friends, but i'll cut you out if you don't stop texting harry! he is biting his lip & i swear he's gonna try to start rubbing my thigh in a minute.

:you: are you not already used to that? ;)

~~~~~

There are post-show interviews, that can take a while, so you and Natalie have time to help pack up and then head to Harry's house.

:you: need me to make you some food?

:harry: too good to me, maybe a sandwich?

:you: done, see you soon

:harry: see you soon love xx

As you finish putting his food together, with a glass of champagne as celebration, Harry walks through the door.

"Congratulations on your terrible joke!" You laugh.

"Thank you, Sunshine. I worked so hard on it!"

"But seriously, H, I'm so proud of you."

He is standing in front of you and gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek, then grabs his sandwich to take a bite.

"Mmm, just what I needed." He smiles.

"I can give you something else if you want…" you wink.

"You little minx." He smirks. "I want to, so badly, but I might pass out as soon as I hit the bed. I'm so sorry, love." He drops his head, looking as if he disappointed you.

You grab his face so he will look at you. "Hey. I'm not with you for your dick… it's a nice perk though. I like doing 'normal' boyfriend/girlfriend things with you too." You kiss his lips. "Finish eating and we can go cuddle in bed. I'll be the big spoon if you want."

~~~~~

Nov. 24th, 2014

Cuddling with Harry is one of your favorite things to do. It didn't take him long to fall asleep, and you were able to just lay there and admire him. The shape and feel of his body, the tattoos that seem to be perfectly placed, the smell of him that you just seem to love so much… it's all perfect. He's perfect. You have to soak it all up right now too, because the boys are headed to Australia for the ARIA awards show and some tv appearances, and you won't be joining this time.

Since Harry will be leaving tomorrow for Sydney, you want to do something special for him. You wake up early, rummage through the bag you have packed, and find the lace lingerie you bought just for this occasion. You sneak into the bathroom to put it on and throw on a puffy robe to cover up the surprise.

Natalie left for Levi's, so you go down to the kitchen to start some coffee and make some breakfast.

He makes his way down just as breakfast is ready. "Good morning, love. Smells good in here!" He pauses to look at you in the robe. "You look comfy."

"I was going to get dressed but I just needed to put on something cozy." You lie.

"I said you look comfy. That doesn't mean you don't look sexy."

You blush. He walks up to you and you hand him a coffee mug. He takes a few sips, then grabs the mug from your hand and puts them both on the counter.

He grabs around your waist with one arm and pulls you closer to him. He uses his other hand to cup your cheek, landing a strong, but sweet kiss on your lips.

"I love this." He mumbles, and his lips instantly find that spot on your neck. He starts to run his hand under your robe to grab your breast, then suddenly pulls away and smirks.

"What's going on here, hmmm?"

"I don't know what you mean." You say, playing coy.

He pulls the tie on your robe and opens it up, stepping back to take it all in. You let the robe fall.

He lets out a quick exhale and steps right back to you, grabbing under your ass and picking you up. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. You meet each other's lips and move perfectly with each other. You bite his lower lip and he quietly moans. He walks you a few steps and holds you against one of the kitchen walls. He takes his lips off yours and moves them back to your neck.

"Oh my god," you whisper.

He grabs you tighter and pushes his hips against you more. You use one hand to grab his curly hair. He hums against your neck. This alone is giving you so much pleasure and you are already so wet.

He adjusts his grip and then swings around to put you on the counter. Your legs and arms still wrapped around him. He places one hand on your back and uses the other to pull down on your lace panties. You lift up enough so he can slide them off, and drop your legs down so they can fall on the floor. He runs his free hand up and down your thigh, grabbing it for a second each time he moves it. Then he runs his finger tips up and down your center, making subtle circles when he reaches the top.

"Please, H. Please go in." You beg. And he slides both fingers in gently. You grab his hair tighter.

He starts to pick up his pace, hitting your spot perfectly each time, like he always does.

"Love, I'll get you to finish like this if you want. But I do really want to fully be inside you." He states.

"I want that too." You utter.

He pulls you closer so that you are right at the edge of the counter, then pulls his pants down to his thighs. You lean back on your hands and he wraps one arm around your waist, then uses his other to slightly prop up one of your legs.

"Safe?"

"Yes."

He teases with his tip for just a second before sliding in. "Fuck, love, this always feel so good!"

You hold his head still so you can kiss him again, him separating your lips with his tongue to deepen the kiss.

As he picks up his pace you moan against his lips, which makes him go faster. You throw your head back and can only keep exhaling heavily as he gets you closer. "Harry, I'm close!" He thrusts harder. "Oh god. Please keep doing that!"

He lets out a grunt which you know means he's close too. One more thrust and you're done, just as he pulls out and releases on your stomach.

He puts his arms on either side of your waist, leaning against the counter, as he catches his breath. You grab his face for a kiss.

He looks in your eyes, his gaze flickering back and forth between the two. "I love being here with you." He confesses. "I'm so sorry I have to leave tomorrow."

He stands up, helps you clean up, and then helps you off the counter.

"It's alright, H. How about we just lounge around and watch movies? Normal couple type stuff."

"Perfect." He looks at your plates and laughs. "Go pick one and I'll remake breakfast."

"I'm going to change first."

He pouts. "Boo, no fun." Then he starts singing.

(No Control)

Powerless

And I don't care, it's obvious

I just can't get enough of you

The pedal's down, my eyes are closed

No control

~~~~~

Series Masterlist || Chapter 8 || Chapter 10

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#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfic #harry styles x y/n #harry styles angst #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles imagine #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles x you #harry styles series #one direction tour #one direction fanfiction #one direction

[my-inner-crisis]

Thoughts on next gen in ACOTAR? Cassian is a girl dad and that’s fanon >.< what about the rest? Especially Elucien omg

Okay I love this topic especially since I was introduced to @separatist-apologist crew of next gen kids. I’ve been thinking about it for needlessly long sequences of time (that hyperfixation is working hard)

1. Gwynriel: I know it’s quite popular that they have twins and I like that too! I think they’d have 3 kids, a set of twins (a boy and a girl) and then a boy. I just feel like Gwyn is a boy mom and Azriel is as protective of a dad as you can get. I think the boy would be born first and he’d look a lot like Azriel and Azriel is kind of the one to initiate talks about another baby. Gwyn is a very active Valkyrie but she obliged happily and is kinda mortified when she finds out it’s twins, but then they girl has big bright blue eyes and night dark hair and they name her Catrin of course and the boy is a redhead but not quite like Gwyn. I picture him with a very dark red tone, like a dark red wine, it’s only really visible when the sun hits him directly and he also has freckles

2. Nessian: Agreeed! Cassian 100% girl dad, Nesta is down because Cassian wants kids and she’s finally settled and happy to take up such a responsibility. They don’t have kids sooo suddenly though, they do take a few years just ofAnd they have one girl with Illyrian wings and then another and by baby number 3 she’s secretly hoping it’s a third girl just to have 3 sisters. Cassian is overjoyed, he’s teaching them to fly way too early, he’s bragging about how amazing they are to anyone who has ears like it’s genuinely annoying 😌 when they are older, at least 2/3 are definitely Valkyries and one of them is a scholar

3. Feysand: two kids at most! They’re busy busy, and since Nyx is canon, I think they’ll have another sometime in the future and she’ll be a girl. Nyx is going to be a shifty little shit who falls for someone really hard but it’s forbidden or complicated or whatever it may be, he’s just not going to have a great time (maybe like one of Tamlin’s sons or something I’m just making this up as I gooo). And the girl is going to be a bisexual queen who loves to tease her brother and who is not interested in love for the longest time. She is very interested in running the court, she might actually become chosen as High Lady once Rhysand steps down, she’s tactful and big brained like her dad. Nyx has an artistic hobby while the girlie’s hobby is like archery. She’s a wild child but she’s scheeeeming really hard whenever she’s on a mission

4. Elucien: listen, they’ll have a bunch of kids. A BUNCH. It’ll take a while though, it doesn’t come so easily, they don’t even start thinking about it for like a solid 10 years after they become an item. Lucien always wanted kids but he’s afraid of fatherhood because of his experience growing up, and he’s secretly really insecure about their relationship for a solid 3-4 years after all is said and done. Elain is kinda similar with the commitment, she comes into her own and she has big dreams of letting herself explore and enjoy herself out of the clutches of everyone and Lucien helps her tremendously with that. So they enjoy life as a childless couple for like a solid decade, doing their duties as emissaries and travelling a lot everywhere. Elain suggests it after and Lucien is excited but also shitting it. They first have a girl with red hair, and then another and another and another, they mostly all have variations of red hair until finally a boy is born and he’s the spitting image of Elain, from hair to eyes. Between a bunch of redhead girlies they have another boy who has dark hair like his grandpa, curly too. I just picture them with like 6 girls and the 2 boys and some of them are unplanned but they also don’t mind it, they have a very “whatever has to happen” attitude about it. Lucien is an expert hair braider.

Bonus: Eris and whoever will make him happy will have a cutthroat scary burn the world down kind of daughter and a gentle curious son who reminds Eris of baby Lucien a lot. Tamlin has 2 sons and a daughter and his son might be super in love with a certain Night Court firstborn. Kallias and Viviane also have a boy and a girl. Okay that’s allll, hope you enjoy 😌

#elucien #Gwynriel #feysand #Nessian #ACOTAR next generation #ACOTAR next gen

[litfeathers]

Behind the scenes of Evelyn's Journal

Since this was a bigger project, I thought I'd make a behind the scenes post to talk about how it came together, and share some easter eggs!

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Firstly, I want to impress how long it took to record and edit this thing. An almost 15 minute long runtime is a MARATHON! It was a lot of work, but also a lot of fun and definitely worth it!

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The wanted poster and meetinghouse graffiti are direct references to my fic A Most Certain, Strange, and True Discovery of a Witch. This is the poster Evelyn grabbed on her little vandalism excursion:

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The frustrated look that Evelyn described Caleb making was this absolute classic:

(the wet cat gene is strong)

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Evelyn’s bird drawings are a reference to her book of bird sketches from my fic There Are Owls and Witches in These Woods. Her sketch book has been passed down the generations of the Clawthorne family, and is my explanation for why they all have human realm bird palismen! They use her book for ideas! :D

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Did anyone notice something special or significant about the day Evelyn and Caleb had their picnic? 😏

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There is an AU where I kept this in /j

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This is a cut line. I am not sure if this is me talking at the end, or Evelyn lmao

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...the reason I was watching Elsewhere and Elsewhen in my sound booth? I was listening to Philip’s accent to figure out how Evelyn would imitate Caleb ahahahha

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If you…let’s say…recognize Evelyn’s cackle?

*Slowly puts her finger on her lips*

Shh. No. No, you don’t. /lh

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The light spells poofing at the end? That is actually Eda de-transforming from harpy mode at the end of Reaching Out! It was such a nice, clean poof! No background music or dialogue to work around! *chef kiss*

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If you've read my fics, you can consider this story an alternate ending for There are Owls and Witches in These Woods. Everything up to the week in which this journal was written remains the same. There is a divergence when Evelyn decides she needs to protect Caleb by breaking off their friendship. Let’s just say that evening played out very differently. I'll let you guess and imagine for yourself what happened when Evelyn tried to break things off with Caleb. But I will give you this hint: his wish was very important. 😉

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This is the sketch I sent @bananadramaaa to show what I wanted for the cover art. Behold my artistic skills:

It was so cool to watch the cover art come to life! It was only the second time I’ve ever commissioned an artist (and first time commissioning something complicated), and it was such a positive experience! If you need art for something and their commissions are open, I HIGHLY recommend them!

(Also we snuck a few easter eggs into the art ehehehe)

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And it's time for some final thoughts.

I wanted to do something REALLY cool to sort of…I guess serve as a love letter to The Owl House? This show has been an amazing ride, and I wanted to create something as cool as I could to show my appreciation!

I wanted to show my gratitude to this silly, funny, wonderful, heartwarming show for existing. And to thank it for getting me writing and voice acting again. I am so grateful I decided to sit down and watch it last summer. I was lured in with the promise of witches and magic and owls, and ended up with a story that spoke to me so deeply.

Thank you, Dana. Thank you, crew.

And for anyone who made it this far, thanks for checking out my silly recording, and for being interested in my rambling. I hope you had fun!

Seriously. Thank you. 🔥🪶

[theselfdoubtdiaries]

16th May 2023,

Dear Fran,

its 7:09pm and I'm just having dinner now. I've gotten home after a long but relaxing day of installing at the Bondi Pav gallery. It's SO NICE to have an install crew. I just told them what I wanted and they made it happen. Didn't have to do any painting or drilling or over explaining. They had the shelves all made up and ready to go. Literally all I had to do was decide on the dimensions of where the paint was going for the backdrop and map out where the shelves were going so they could drill the holes. That's it!! Amazing. Had to wait for the paint to dry before shelves could go on so I'll be back tomorrow to finish placing the works. But still. If I get a lunchtime swim and a coffee in the sun on an install day, I reckon that's pretty good.

Anyway! I know what you mean about the play being work. The experimentation of being in that free brain space. My recent adventure with my work is that I took it out of the studio and down to Gordon's Bay, where I usually snorkel. But instead of taking them out into the bay, i just played with them in the rock and tidal rockpools, watching them get moved around by the tides a bit and seeing how they sat in various nooks and crannies. I've been thinking a lot about my trip down to Jo at Mossy Point and helping make some of those sea horse habitats! Such a simple task and form (tubes), with really easy texture and I think its made me realise I want to do more site specific work.....If it could cross over into also assisting conservation and biological research that'd be the dream but for now, having work that is more directly informed by the environment and landscapes I find myself in. Either making unfired installations around a found structure or space, or letting it be in a habitat for a period of time and tracking how it gets interacted with by the flora and fauna around it. More symbiosis and more interaction I think.....

So after my adventures, I have decided to apply for Sculpture by the Sea next year! Don't let me forget or talk myself out of it!! And in the meantime I've got to get through this install, opening and artist talks. Plus it's dad's birthday tomorrow....

Much love,

Zoe xxxx

#selfdoubt #artlife #therapy #art practice #creative process #studiolife

[deadlysoupy]

hey ther I think that you are really cool and I really appreciate you [thumbs up and whipping sfx]

uhh

So ask meme thing and also just general questions:

What’s an alt-mode you’d like to see represented in Transformers media?

What’s a Transformers character you see yourself connected to? Alternatively what character is furthest from you.

and Favorite and Least Favorite combiner? (25 and 26) [Looks at you with my big ol’ eyes]

you like me?? 😳😳😳😳😳 *runs away and disappears into the forest*

ty so much whoever you are i think you're cool too 😭

What's an alt-mode you'd like to see represented in Transformers media?

i just realised i think there was never a bus alt-mode. imagine a peaceful or neutral Cybertronian chilling on Earth observing humans letting them ride around. it's cute!!! design-wise i'm no artist but it could look weird so i see how it can work out badly or ugly. i would like an oc like that tho

plus a train railway or something. i read Hearts of Steel a couple of days ago and the designs were sooooo beautiful, sort of a steampunk aesthetic, so old trains and plains look amazing

What's a Transformer character you see yourself connected to?

there are probably a couple. i've only just started reading MTMTE and so far Tailgate seems most like me. small and round and a lil dumb (in a good way)

also there's Thundercracker who has such a funny name i can't keep a straight face when i see it 😭 but honestly same. he has a doggie, a (debatable) girlfriend, he likes movies and stories, he hates war, like yeah. i get it. his overall character is a little bit off from me personally but his motivation is good. i like da blue

What character is furthest from you

hnnngh Starscream. he reminds me of teenagers who appear to be best at everything, boasting left and right, but when push comes to shove they abandon people they care about or make things worse. which is ok! everyone has flaws. but as people we don't compute. but in fiction his type is probably my second favorite archetype, you can do a lot things with them! they're usually the most interesting to show, with moral ambiguity and contradictions. that's what a character has to be. to me

Favorite combiner(s)

i talked about the Dinobots and Bruticus already but i'm glad i get an ask like this again because i forgot about Defensor!!! and how could i!!!! they protect Earth, they're cool as individuals, just sweet guys. my kind of crew you know. they don't appear much but i like themb

Least favorite combiner(s)

ok lmao i know it's late for a reveal like this but the idea of all these Transformers combining into one is not for me. i don't hate them, but it seems so... overpowered. i get giants dudes like Metroplex, he's a city, that's different, but having power to combine is cheating. idk i never liked that idea, same with fusions from Steven Universe, it undermines their personalities and makes them insignificant. so all of the combiners go into this category as well as the favourite ones lmao

#asks #thank you for the ask!!!!! i hope you know youre wonderful <33

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I tagged 1,180 of my posts in 2022

#aperture science - 1,170 posts

#aperture laboratories - 1,170 posts

#portal 2 - 1,047 posts

#chell - 498 posts

#testing queue - 346 posts

#wheatley - 329 posts

#glados - 326 posts

#portal - 270 posts

#companion cube - 157 posts

#caroline - 67 posts

Longest Tag: 116 characters

#this unlocked a deeply repressed memory of me playing petz in my grandparent's basement on an old macintosh computer

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

"Welcome, gentlemen, to The Aperture's Fortune. Aristocrats, soldiers, bilge rats -- you're here because we want the best, and you are it. So: Who is ready to plunder some gold? [laugh] Now, you already met one another on the dinghy ride over, so let me introduce myself. I'm Captain Johnson. I own the ship. That eager voice you hear barking orders is the lovely Caroline, my First Mate. Rest assured, she's stashed your excess gold with the rest of our loot. Isn't that right, Caroline?"

"Yes, sir, Cap'n Johnson!"

"Hardest working deckhand, Caroline. She's the backbone of this ship! Pretty as a postcard too. Sorry scallywags, she's married; to the sea!"

I've been playing a lot of the game Sea of Thieves with a good friend lately (highly recommend it btw) and we got talking about what a Pirate Portal AU would look like. Surprisingly enough, there doesn't seem to be any fanart of Portal characters as pirates at least that I've found.

So, thanks to an art commission done by the amazing @sapient-nes , this new multiverse now has some content! Here's Captain Cave Johnson and his First Mate Caroline sailing the seas on their ship, The Aperture's Fortune, looking for adventure, plunder, and any crew members brave enough to accompany them on their voyages!

I'm very happy with how the artwork came out. The artist did a wonderful job and was great to work with too! Go commission them if you like what you see!

Also, if anybody out there has seen any other Portal-themed Pirate content, send it my way!

138 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

#4

I've been seeing a lot of people slightly confused by it, so I thought that I would point out that Aperture Desk Job is not part of the main timeline of Portal and Portal 2.

From the Steam page for the game:

It's a story in the expanded universe of those games, ie the Multiverse! That being said, it's extremely fun and should definitely be played!

Hopefully everyone can keep this in mind while developing fan theories about the content of the game. 😊

258 notes - Posted March 2, 2022

#3

The end of the year gets tough for a lot of people, especially the last few years. Because of this, I am once again excited to announce the return of…

The Portal Holiday Spirit Initiative!

To try and lift people’s spirits up this year, I will be making and sending out FREE Portal-Themed Holiday Cards to anyone who asks for one! The cards are customized to match any December Holiday of your choice and mailed to you physically or emailed digitally!

This will be the fourth consecutive year I have run PHSI, and features the return of the nifty Postcards from last year! But don't worry: All physical cards will be mailed in themed envelopes this year, so your postcards should arrive in much better condition! :)

These postcards are are also special and unique, because they feature new artwork made by eight different artists from the fandom, specifically for this event! The design of the postcard you receive will be based on what you select in your Card Request. I can’t express the amount of thanks these artists deserve for volunteering their time and talents to make PHSI 2022 special!

If you would like to receive a Portal-Themed Holiday Card:

Visit bit.ly/portal-holiday-spirit-initiative …

Answer the questions on the form…

Wait for your card to be made and sent!

It’s that simple! Card Requests are now open, and close on December 20th in order to give me enough time to make and send all the cards before the end of the year. Please submit sooner rather than later so I have time to finish them all!

Also, please don’t be afraid to request a physical card if you don’t live in the US! It might take a bit longer for you to receive your card depending on what country you live in, but they do get mailed to whatever address you provide, whether domestic or foreign. Last year I mailed/emailed a total of 141 cards to Italy, Australia, Canada, Colombia, The Czech Republic, Germany, England, Finland, France, Mexico, New Zealand, Poland, Romania, Russia, The US, The United Kingdom, and Vietnam!

I’m glad to be a part of the Portal Fandom and hope to bring a smile to others in the Fandom this year! While not a requirement to receive a card, please visit ko-fi.com/247testing and click the Donate button if you’d like to give $2 to cover the cost/postage of your card and someone else’s too. Thanks!

Answers for common questions and concerns under the cut:

Worried about providing a mailing address, for whatever reason?

PHSI has an eCard option! All you need to provide is a name for me to call you by and an email address to receive your card!

Worried about requesting a card because you don’t live in the US?

PHSI mails to any address provided, whether domestic or foreign! However, please wait patiently for your card, due to the current global rate of shipping.

Worried that you can’t give $2 to cover the cost of your card and someone else’s?

Requesting a card from PHSI has been and will always be FREE! However, giving $2 to the initiative helps me buy card supplies and postage to mail physical cards (visit ko-fi.com/247testing if you’d like to contribute). I gratefully appreciate any contributions received, even if it’s just a comment saying thanks!

Worried because you don’t know how to support the artist of the card you received?

Each artist's social media are listed on the back of every card featuring their artwork. Look them up, commission them, reblog their art, and support them however you can!

Worried because you haven’t received your card yet?

Double check your email inbox and junk folders. I send everyone an email that either confirms your Holiday Card has shipped or includes your eCard! If your physical card fails to show up after the first of January, please reach out to me and I’ll send you a replacement eCard!

Worried because you received your card and don’t know what to do now?

Make a post about it! Include pictures, videos, or anything you’d like, and tag me in the post (@24-7-testing) so I can reblog it! If you don’t want to show your card off, that’s ok too!

274 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

#2

A Study Of Lies, by yours truly.

460 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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From the article:

"We've gotta start Portal 3, that's my message to you. Anything you can do, let's do it, let's just make it happen. Because yeah, I am also not getting any younger like we are reaching the point where it's crazy to think, literally gonna be too old to work on Portal 3 so we should just do it," said Wolpaw.

Wolpaw went on to say that Portal fans should make their appeals known to Gabe Newell, though the writer was quick to point out that he doesn't think these appeals will help the game materialize. However, if Newell and Valve see an interest, it certainly couldn't hurt! 

632 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

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