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altschmerzes · 4 months

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Gav, do you have anymore wriggle up on dry land holiday thoughts to share? I've been thinking non stop about the snippets you posted, the idea of the holiday season being a bit of a jolt to Jamie's standing in his new family unit in his own mind is haunting me

oh yeah i think about this sorta thing ALLLLLL THE TIME it's like... i haven't thought too much about holidays in particular but things like that being a jolt to jamie's standing in his new family unit in his own mind is a great way to put it. it's deeply destabilizing for him every time he encounters something like that, something that makes him think about it and ask himself those questions directly - who am i to them, what is my place here, how long will it last, how much can i take, how much say do i get, etc.

and a BIG one in there is uncle's day, actually, speaking of holidays :) bc i'm keeping that part from season 3 though it's obviously a little different.

this is from when i was talking to another friend (thanks to @jamietxrtt this time, another prominent and beloved enabler of me generally and this au in particular) about the way that like. roy has a hard time with referring to james as jamie's dad when he's thinking about the man at all, because in his mind, that's ted now, and that's something ted earned. (and it's a little bit roy, too. there's a whole like- he's not Jamie's Dad the way that ted is but he very much is Jamie's Parent, and the distinction is a little odd and difficult to articulate but it's very similar to how he feels about phoebe, he's not her dad but he is her parent, etc. but it's still like...... when he thinks about what a father, what a dad ought to be, he feels that inside himself more than he could ever give it to james.)

which led to like. phoebe is the one who articulates this better and before anyone else can, and that's part of the uncle's day thing, which happens when jamie is seventeen and has been living with ted (and has had a room at roy's) for going on a year. when phoebe and sarah are arranging it, phoebe insists jamie has to come, because “he’s your uncle roy too” and jamie is like :? he is not.

and she sighs and rolls her eyes like little kids do when they think you’re being dense, and she’s like noooo i don’t mean he’s your UNCLE but he’s your UNCLE ROY just like he’s my uncle AND he’s my uncle roy and jamie is like. you’re gonna have to explain this one to me in a lot more words half pint.

and she sighs again and goes well. some kids at my school have a mummy and a daddy or two mummies or two daddies or just a mummy or just a daddy or one of my friends has a mummy and a parent - she pronounces this very deliberately - which is cool. AND my friend cecily has THREE mums and a dad because HER parents got DIVORCED and then they both got married again so she has FOUR parents which is NOT FAIR. anyways. i don’t have a mummy and a daddy or any of that. i have a mummy and an uncle roy. he isn’t my daddy but he’s my uncle roy, get it? and jamie nods bc he thinks he actually does get it yes.

and she goes okay. so you’ve got a daddy. that’s coach ted. but you’ve also got uncle roy. because he’s not your daddy and he’s not your uncle but he’s your uncle roy. get it?

and jamie, who is just about on the verge of tears now, nods again because yeah. He Gets It Now.

#gav gab #gav answers #fic: wriggle up on dry land #writing liveblog #boy there is some STUFF in here with jamie and sarah and phoebe that makes me insane to think about #this fic is about how jamie ends up with this enormous family that loves him dearly and two parents who are trying their hardest #to be the best they can for him. BUT.#jamie's coming out of this also with a baby brother and a baby sister. do not forget this.#and i have some scenes with jamie + henry and jamie + phoebe that're gonna kill #(me at least)#long post #listen when i say 'my parents' i am referring to my mother and grandmother usually #so i am like #really head over heels for the family things that theyve done with roy #and that i am expanding on #sometimes you have someone who is serving as a parent for you #but they are not your Mom Or Dad Or Parent Directly #yknow?#sometimes your parents are your mom and grandma. sometimes theyre your mom and uncle.

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moonchild-in-blue · 3 hours

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Gushing about animol crossing lil guys (gn) token. Expires never.

Hello Will I kinda really love you for this, you sweet sweet blue boy you 🥺💙

Say hello to the Hope World family 🌈

Deets and Pics bellow (very long):

Coco and Lily

My two favourites! Will get along with literally everyone 🥹

Coco is forever my number one spookie cookie bunny, but Lily is a close second - the sweetest froggy you'll ever meet!!! They are both incredibly sweet, and in my island lore they are besties 🥺🐰🐸

Their houses are next to one other, and often share books, baking tips, and whatever knitting project their working on! They hang out with Zucker a lot 🐙

Elvis

My cranky old man 🥹 Out of all of them, he's the least popular in the fandom 😔

Has been with me the longest - was my very first campsite villager, and has since settled well! He may be old, but likes to learn new slang from the youngins. Has the coolest study/library ever.

Zucker

It him!! My precious takoyaki baby boy!!!

He always has a silly outfit on - the pineapple hat was a MUST. Loves to snack, play games, and hang by the beach. A silly cutie patootie 🥹🐙

Marshall

Look at him!!! He so small and sassy 🥺

Marshall is the fashionista / coffee snob of our island. Literally lives off caffeine and compliments. Likes to visit Elvis and be Fancy™ for a little bit hehe. Great friends with Francine. Smol and Angy hehehe 🐿️

Bob and Chrissy

MARRIED. They are MARRIED and IN LOVE - 3 year anniversary coming up soon!!! 💜🩷

Bob is the coolest (and only) cat in the whole island. Chrissy was totally smitten with him hehe. He's also a silly boy who is a bit of a gamer - has a super cool set up. A literal textbook himbo 🤭

Chrissy is Francine's twin. They were popstars in their youth (listen to K. K. Bubblegum), and currently she's the only one still in the entertainment businesses. Always dresses fancy - pink and glittery and so so cute 💖. Sings all the time, also the most extroverted of the bunch.

Francine and Fuchsia

The Cool Girlfriends™ - kinda intimidating at first, but very friendly 💙💖

Francine is Chrissie's twin. Unlike her super chirpy sister, Francine is a bit more elegant and reserved. She now works as a designer - the spotlight was made for her Chrissy, not her. Best friend's with Marshall - The Fashion Duo ever (WILL judge your fashion choices) 💅 ✨

Fuchsia is our resident punk barbie deer. Dresses mostly in black and band merch - we talk a lot about bands and stuff. Very sensible and kind, always there for you if you need to vent. A true punk princess, Avril Lavigne wishes she was her 🖤

Genji

Our newest resident! Moved in last week after Pietro left. He's still getting to know everyone, but so far is getting along super well with Bob - he and Zucker often have game nights and Genji loves it (Elvis is too old to stay up so late, and Marshall prefers to go drink with the girlies).

Genji is a total gym rat but not obnoxious at all - he's just super active. He and Fuchsia will work out together sometimes 🏋️

-> Old family photo from when Pietro (clown sheep) was still in Hope World - taken during my birthday sleepover. You can see Fuchsia in her Sleep Token shirt 🥹

Bonus family photo but Silly™

If you read this far, have a little snack -> cherry pie, a Hope World specialty! 🍒🥧

#animal crossing rant over #i have so much Lore and Stories with them hehehe #Francine dated K K Slider for a while there but it was soon over. he's too much of a diva #also he and Label have a super toxic on and off relationship and she did NOT want to get in between that #i actually started to write a acnh fanfic but never posted it. maybe it's time i finish it #also Lily and Marshall are super good friends. and Coco and Elvis too #so sometimes the four of them hang out. Coco and Elvis will gab on about books while Lily and Marshall like to chat about whatever #she once made him a knitted scarf and beanie set and it's his favourite ever 🥺#(i realise i give them a lot of stories and stuff but. it makes the game much more interesting to me)#thank you for the token hehehe. smooching your forehead muwah muwah muwah #darya answers #animal crossing #acnh

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paradoxesofgalaxies · 10 months

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I'm so tired of it being hot and wet >< everything is sticky and gross and I don't like it

#realized while writing this that it was one of the Beans #like wait.. this doesn't sound like me XD #but i agree Bean #it's a sensory nightmare and it sucks #but we'll keep doing what we can to lessen the bad sensory stuff #galactic gab

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gimblegamble · 2 years

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mumskall enjoying a nice quiet date somewhere for the requests? :)

Hallo! Apologies for being late (´ . .̫ . `) Here's a Mumskall from an old AU still rattling around in my brain.

Iskall would've probably considered this a date if he knew what dates were...

#hermitship #hermitshipping #mumskall #gim gabs #gim's stuff #gim's drawy bits #mac n cheese royalty au #their story continues but i don't really feel like writing it down #maybe one day #thanks for the request anon ♡

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liltaz-asatreat · 2 years

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(Figured since this work, while mostly does not contain the actual scene, is still actually about sex, I would just link it to ao3 instead of posting the fic under a cut or something.)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Adventure Zone (Podcast) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Davenport & Merle Highchurch, Davenport & Taako (The Adventure Zone) Characters: Davenport (The Adventure Zone), Merle Highchurch, Taako (The Adventure Zone) Additional Tags: Campaign: Balance (The Adventure Zone), Episode: e060-066 The Stolen Century Parts 1-7, Alcohol, Kissing, off-screen sex, you know I really thought there would be a tag for that, goes to show how I really don't write this stuff lol, or read it very often, this is my first and I'm really nervous about it, Aromantic Series: Part 12 of A Collection of Stolen Stories Summary:

“I feel bad about this because I know I didn't like them like that, but I do wonder sometimes what it would have been like.” “To kiss someone?” Merle asks, and Davenport nods. “Or more. I'm not sure how far they actually wanted to take it.” Merle hums thoughtfully. “It's not bad to want to experiment. They really should've asked though before trying to kiss ya. But yeah, as long as all parties are aware of what's happening, experimentation isn't bad, so don't feel bad about that.” Davenport shrugs. “I guess I'll try not to.” A silence falls between them. Then Merle looks at Davenport curiously and asks, “You still want to know what it's like?” Davenport looks up at him, slightly confused, and Merle hurries on, “Just as an experiment. I'm not one to look for anything more really, and I don't like you like that anyway, but... only if you want, the offer's on the table.” Davenport blushes almost as deep a red as the wine they just drank. Does he want to kiss Merle? Does he want to have sex with him? He's had enough wine that it's dulling his anxieties, and perhaps his sense of reason, enough to make the decision. “Y–yeah. I think I'd like that.”

#Real nervous about this one y'all because I hardly ever talk about this stuff let alone write it #but the idea was just too good to me and I wanted to try #nsft #alcohol tw #taz #taz balance #taz fanfic #davenport #taz davenport #merle highchurch #written works of Gab #stolen century

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iwilltranscend · 2 years

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*bounces up and down* I wanna know about your OCs!! :D But tomorrow. You should sleep first because you are sleepy and it's late lol

hi hello this is several tomorrows later ! but I'm gonna talk abt the blorbos from my head under the cut <3

So my girl vapor is a current dnd pc of mine! she's a water genasi rogue and has had a Rough Life. classic rogue stuff, super melodramatic background, and she's just like. not very good at being a rogue but the campaign she's in is actually wrapping up this week and i'm very excited to give her a gentle retirement <3

I'm also using sterling kestrel in another campaign! he's a human monk, he's the greasiest short king ever and he's dumb as a rock <3 he had a pretty good family life, he owes his life to a wizard, and has been tasked with protecting this wizard's son (and maybe the wizard's son had to do death saving throws last session but he's fine !)

Nox Eastmoore is the pc i'm using in a campaign that's starting soon !!! they are a drow wizard (necromancer now but originally enchantment) so Nox had a nice family life, no siblings but nice parents and a lot of friends growing up! they went to an arcane school when they were about 100 or so? there they met Eden, an elven divine soul sorcerer. He and Nox became fast friends and then More (ofc) but while they were planning their future, a heinous plague ravaged the world. Eden, fearing for the safety of his family, did leave the school with a promise to Nox that he'd be back soon. the pair actually did exchange lockets with locks of each other's hair in it, they weren't quite ready for rings.

Eden wasn't back soon. Nox received a letter from Eden's family saying that he succumbed to the plague. He reportedly had a closed casket funeral. Nox was unable to attend. Once the plague subsided, Nox returned home, burned their spellbooks, and swore off magic. but time went by and they couldn't give up on Eden. they returned to orenda island, to the arcane school they had previously attended, and began their studies as a necromancer.

i do also have ideas for clemency jones, a tiefling death domain cleric who's loyal to the raven queen, and then oliver whimbley, a mild-mannered high school biology teacher who does unethical experiments on the weekends <3

#rip (reeses in pieces)#tentatively-positive-3 #oliver is a motw character [the flake] but i might just start writing stuff for him #nox is my baby atm i love them and i cant wait to see if eden is actually dead or not sldfkjsdlfkds #this was a Lot so thank you gab!!#ocs #vapor #nox eastmoore #clemency #sterling kestrel #oliver whimbley #asks #also enjoy their pin boards and playlists [if applicable]

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pamesjatterson · 2 years

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i havent watched hcmtmts since season 1 and personally i think the best way i could possibly consume it is your occasional confusing ramble on my dash

proud to be the way you get to consume this show because i promise you that its just been downhill since s1

#the writing. is so atrocious. they build stuff up just to crush it #its honestly infuriating to be invested in.. so youre welcome ahaha #vinyl gabbing

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alltheglowingeyess · 1 year

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#i dont use tumblr much anymore but im writing my tsats thoughts to ref later #i redownloaded tumblr to find the free pdf LMAO #which was a good call bc i dont thonk i wanna buy the book unless for the cover art #i think it was a cute book and nice to get more solangelo content #but a lot of the plot and characters (will) felt so underdeveloped #idk it kind of fell short and i feel like there was so much important stuff that could have been addressed #and i alr rbed a post abt this but the plots focus was just kind of generic #i finally have a friend who likes pjo too tho so!!!#i'm waiting for her to finish up and talk more abt eveything #overall was like a 6/10 for me tho #glow gabs

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randomingoftherandomness · 2 months

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Fic: shovel talk (Qiubing)

A/N: you know why you're tagged @snicker-doodles 😝

"May I know to what displeasure do I owe to have you all..." Qiu Qingzhi trails off, lazily flicking his gaze up from his documents to eye up the five men currently fidgeting under his focus. "Here."

This seems to cause a furious rush of whispers as Alibaba elbows the stocky one he knows is Sun Bai, while Cui Bei and Chen Shi side steps the whole mess. Eventually the glib tongued Wang Qi clears his throat.

"This is..." He smiles, bowing deeply with a smile that would not look out of place on the face of a swindler. "General Qiu, we of Mingjing Hall, have come to ask... That is, we represent the vested interests of Mingjing Hall--"

"If you're going to be beating around the bush like this, might I just make this easier and get Li Bing here to explain it to me why five of his men have practically forced their way into my hall to have an audience with me?"

This seems to spur them into a physical reaction of having the fear of the gods put right into them. Good, Qiu Qingzhi thinks, maybe they can hurry up and tell me what they want so that I can get back to my reports--

"What are your intentions with Li Bing!"

Shocked silence ensues while all eyes turn to look at the quiet Cui Bei who is practically wilting in mortification.

"And what would have given you the idea that I... Had any 'intentions' with him in the first place?"

"This..."

Eyeing them up for a bit, he sighs. Qiu Qingzhi sets aside his report and neatly steeples his fingers. "Go back to Mingjing Hall and come back in two days with a properly constructed script of what you'd like to say to me in defence of your Vice Minister. If you're going to give me a shovel talk, do it right."

The suffering continues.

Lamenting, not for the first time since he trusted his heart to be honest, at the way his ears are burning while the lilt of laughter fills the night quiet, he tries to turn away from his companion in the bed they share. Only to be bodily hauled back into his arms.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore," Li Bing chuckles. Hand slipping into Qiu Qingzhi's, he tucks his body back into the warmth of their embrace. "So, they came to give you a shovel talk, eh?"

"It was embarrassing. I was embarrassed for them."

"So you gave the kids homework to do," Li Bing giggles, breath dancing over Qiu Qingzhi's neck. "How adorable."

"You deserve people who can give a good shovel talk in defence of you," Qiu Qingzhi says simply. As if stating facts like how the sun rises from the East and sets in the West, Li Bing deserves nothing but the best.

A gentle touch settles over his heart then. "So do you, too. And I'll gladly accept any shovel talk that comes my way for you."

Qiu Qingzhi smiles a little at that. Brushing his lips to the other man's brow, he murmurs, "No need. I already gave my heart to you since the beginning."

#qiubing #qiu qingzhi #li bing #qiu Qingzhi x li bing #white cat legend #white cat legend fic #Gab writes stuff #wheeeeeeeeeee

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altschmerzes · 7 months

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the more I read jamie baby au the more i think of jamie having his emotional 'i'm tired' meltdown and roy just nodding his acceptance, 'cause now all i'm thinking about is baby jamie having too many late nights, stressing over homework, anxiety over everything, including his dad, just TRAUMA, you know, and Roy's just 'you know what, I'm gonna fucking make you a decent fucking meal and you're gonna have an early night tonight'. Roy's going to have to learn to set boundaries & curfews and 'adult'.

YEAH IT’S SO…… trust me when i say that 3x11 is one of the episodes i think about the MOST re: this au, i am Always Thinking About It. and YEAH it’s gonna be so like…. roy is gonna have to figure out how to manage that stuff, and he’s gonna do so alongside ted, and they’re gonna have to figure out how to balance it together and effectively like. co-parent basically, and it’s so. man. roy particularly does NOT realize quite how invested he is, quite how much he’s signing up for this kid to be His Kid until he’s already in it, but goodness knows he’s not gonna trade it for anything once he realizes the truth.

#gav gab #gav answers #writing liveblog #i love thinking and talking about the stuff that’s coming up in this fic #fic: wriggle up on dry land

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seresinhangmanjake · 1 month

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Mere moments before Jake introduces his bubbly mother to his emotionally-stunted loner girlfriend

(it's basically just dialogue. I'm trying not to force myself into writing longer fleshed-out stuff for Jake atm because i’m struggling with it. Idk, it might be a full fic at some point):

“She'll hate me, Jake. You know that, right?”

Jake snorts and says, “My mother doesn't hate anyone. Arguably, she loves everyone.”

“Has she met a girl like me before?”

“No. But in all fairness, lots of people live their entire lives without meeting a girl like you. I just got lucky.”

“Gross.” Your nose wrinkles. “Will she try to hug me?”

“Yes.”

“Will she ask how we met?”

“Yes. She'll want details, too.”

“Well that's not happening. I do not gab and giggle over cutesy details. I physically can't.”

“Cutesy? When we met you told me to fuck off because I was blocking your sun, in those exact words. Who reads at the beach, anyway?”

“So many people, Jake. So many people read at the beach,” you say. “Tell her we met at a Starbucks. Moms love Starbucks.”

“If I tell her we met at a Starbucks she will want to take you to Starbucks and buy you Starbucks coffees, and you despise Starbucks.”

“Starbucks is not respectable.”

He sighs. “They're not the only ones who add syrup and whipped cream to coffee, you know.”

“They make the biggest show of it and charge the most money,” you argue. “Will she ask about my childhood? Because we both know that was shit, and since yours wasn't shit your mother will think we're incompatible.”

Shaking his head, Jake chuckles. “We are not incompatible, baby. ”

“I know that, but Jake, it took you six months to convince me we're good together and that the universe won't eventually pull it's fucked up ‘gotcha!’ bullshit. How long do you think it'll take for her to believe it?”

“Look at me,” he says, cupping your face. “You’re happy with me?”

You roll your eyes. “Well…yes, obviously.”

“And I am so happy with you. That's all she cares about.”

“I've got five bucks in my pocket. You up for a bet?”

A/N: I have no personal problem with Starbucks.

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paradoxesofgalaxies · 1 year

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I tried talking to my therapist about some chronic illness stuff and it was... frustrating.

TW: discussion of medical trauma

So for some background: back in 2018, right before we fled, we had finally gotten some doctors to take us seriously and we had gone through a few tests that had concerning results (like finding out we have an esophageal prolapse). But then we fled to another state and didn't have insurance for a while. When we finally got insurance again, our primary focus was getting on T so we chose to put aside other health concerns until after we got on T. And, well, it's been two and a half months since starting T so we've been starting to think about pursuing things again.

But there's also a lot of internal resistance to that. We spent so many years fighting to be listened to and we're not sure we're ready to fight again.

And when I started talking about all this to my therapist, he said something about trusting doctors to which someone popped out and started listing examples of why it is a bad idea for us to trust doctors. Our therapist also said something about trusting that doctors know more than we do so the part also explained that no, actually, most doctors know very little about the various conditions we live with and by necessity we have had to educate ourselves and do actually know more about our conditions than most doctors do.

So yeah. Still feeling kinda irked by that. Like, no I don't trust doctors, but that is based on far too much experience. Should I have trusted the doctor who told me the pain that would literally knock me off my feet was just normal period pain that all women deal with and I just was too weak to handle it? The doctor who performed surgery just to prove me wrong only to find stage IV endometriosis fusing my organs together? Should I have trusted the doctor who told me my respiratory infection was just a panic attacks and gave me Xanax? I went on to break my ribs from the coughing. Should I have trusted the doctor that diagnosed me with sepsis and just sent me home with some antibiotics? What about the doctors who later went back to remove things from my records to cover their asses?

And those are just some of the more egregious examples. It would take pages and pages to list all the ways I've been mistreated by doctors. But I'm supposed to trust them? What a privileged and unquestioning view of the world.

#definitely switched a couple times writing this #galactic gab #therapy logs #medical trauma #parts stuff

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rimunagenius · 16 days

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And They Were Roomates

☙ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

☙ word count: 2.5k words

☙ warnings: RPF!! use of y/n, not proof read.

☙ ri speaks: I need more kate martin content and i haven’t been fed the specific ones that i need so i must write them to the best of my horrendous abilities. Idek how good this will be…im sorry in advance LMFAO. also this is two thousand five hundred words but it looks a lot shorter….crying

this is also a general announcement that i will indeed be refreshing my blog, so that means new and updated master lists and posts are coming out soon so sorry if you get a spam of rimunagenius on your feed!!

Part 1

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When you first started in Iowa, you never expected the immediate love you recieved from the people there. They were friendly, generous, and so much different from people in California. Especially your roommate, Kate Martin. You had met her shortly after your first day of Junior year. A while after, you two became roomates because you needed more space, and she needed someone to split rent with in her apartment. Sounded like a great deal to both of you.

"You don't mind?" You asked unsure. Not wanting to impose on her, possibly ruining plans with making a deal with her actual teammates.

"No! Not at all! I really like you and you're alot of fun! I'd love for you to move in with me." She beamed at you, giving you a side hug when she saw your expression change. You both were ecstatic.

Since then, you had been living with Kate for almost two years. You two had become inseparable. Always on campus together, meeting up between classes to get coffee or lunch together, sometimes with Caitlin and your other friends. It was great. You were happy with your home away from home.

You had transfered from UC Irvine and decided to pursue your degree and career in sports medicine here in Iowa City. You were one of the new athletic trainees and ocassionly a photographer; your previous major was in photography and Lisa and the administration had really loved your resume and work, so they hired you as a part time (barely) photographer, for whenever they wanted more shots than what they usually wanted or a fill in.

Currently, you were needed in the Carver stadium to help record a mic’d up practice session for the team. It was for the Iowa Hawkeye Youtube channel. You had experience because you too had a youtube channel that you started when you first transferred to Iowa. So you had told Lisa and the coaches that you’d be able to film it.

“Hey, Gabbie!” You smiled at her as you walked into the locker room, approaching Kate’s cubby to set your stuff down. Kate telling you this morning before she left that you could put your stuff with hers.

“Hey, girlie! So guess what?” You and Gabbie loved to gossip. It was so much fun and it started when you were redoing the tape on her ankles, and she looked down so you asked her about it, and since then, you both have told eachother whatever gossip you had.

“Oh my god, what?” You took your sweater out of your bag, the locker room being chilly, so you could imagine the court.

“So that boy Nick in my econ class, totally asked about you today. I didn’t want to crush his hopes and dreams but I did say you weren’t his type.” She took a seat next to where you were standing to put her shoes on.

“Wait, the boy I said would so be my type if he was a girl? That Nick?” You laughed because he was really nice and such a sweet guy but he just wasn’t a girl. Men are pretty but only to look at.

“Yes!”

“How’d he take it?” This guy has asked you out once before but you just said you weren’t looking to date. Probably should’ve elaborated on that one.

“But he asked me “Oh, who is? Does he go here?” And I was like,” she paused to reenact the face she made. “I said it too fast so I didn’t have time to say “Oh, It’s long distance or something” sooo I don’t know.” She rambled and just pulled her hair into a small ponytail.

“What do you mean? That made no sense, Gab.” You were confused. She looked guilty of something but you didn’t want to pressure her but you also really wanted to know what she had said about you to Nick.

“I kinda sorta said you had a girlfriend already, and he took that as ‘Oh, she’s dating her roommate Kate Martin’ because he said he supposedly sees you guys together everywhere.” She meant well. It really wasn’t her fault that Nick totally misread the situation.

“Oh shit.” Your jaw dropped. You thought it was awkward but now it went full fledged horrendous. You were already out, and anyone who followed your insta would’ve saw it in your stories, so you weren’t worried about that but you were worried for Kate.

“So what do we do about the fact that a random kid on campus thinks your dating Kate?”

“Ok wait, i’m actually scared. Like how do you think Kate will take it?” You were talking to Gabbie and immediately knew you fucked up by seeing the expression on her face.

“How will I take what?” Kate walked in, hair down, dressed in her practice uniform, and sat on the chair next to you. You hadn’t realized that you sat down with Gabbie. Lost in the conversation and frenzy of the new mess that could possibly affect yours and Kate’s social life dramatically.

“I’m just gonna…” Gabbie got up, and walked out, meeting the others outside on the court.

“Oh, okay. I’ll see you in a minute.” You said to the girl before turning to Kate. You had caught her up on the lore behind you and Nick, if you could even call this one sided infatuation lore. Now you just had to tell her the problem. “So Gabbie tried to tell him that I was already seeing some girl. But Nick jumped to this whole conclusion that me and you were together.”

You watched her face. Looking for any sort of negative reaction. Waiting for her to blow up on you. “Oh.”

“And when Gabbie tried to say it wasn’t you and that were just friends, and that my supposed girlfriend lives in California, he got up and left. So it may be possible that the whole Iowa college campus will assume we’re together.” You played with your fingers as you watched her some more. Still waiting for her explosion.

“I mean, I don’t mind. He sounded weird so if it keeps the guy away from you, i’m okay with being the ‘pretend’ girlfriend.” She shrugged her shoulders. Grabbing her shoes from behind you, your chair sitting right infront of the cubby that belonged to her:

“Kate. Are you sure? This is so random and so strange and I would totally get it if your uncomfortable.” You wanted it to be clear that this situation could go away if she was uncomfortable. If she was uncomfortable you’d go on a date with him and just tell him it won’t work after. It’d be bad for you if he goes around saying rude things but you couldn’t care less about people you don’t know. You just wanted to make sure Kate wasn’t the one feeling weird.

“Yeah, I mean—I don’t have to kiss you in public, right? I feel like that’s overstepping a boundary we have not thought about setting.”

“No, Kate. You do not have to kiss me in public. Wait so you’d kiss me in private?” You looked at the girl, now fully joking around as you wiggled your eyebrows and laughed.

“Oh yeah for sure.” Kate made a funny face while nodding her head before grabbing her water and standing up. You following behind to get this practice and video recording started.

“Oh, and your getting mic’d up today. I don’t know if Coach Lisa told you.” You say as you both walk onto the court.

You and Kate had showered, separately unfortunately, and sat on the couch. You had been trying to convince her the whole way home from practice to watch New Girl. She agreed after ten excruciating minutes of your nagging.

You were deciding to pick the snack you wanted, grabbing M&Ms you bought at the store yesterday, snickers, chips, and popcorn. You wanted to watch as many episodes as possible because you both started school late tomorrow and it was an off day for practice.

“What are these practices anyways? Are they like preseason workouts to get back in shape or?” You watched Kate as she picked her snacks.

“Yeah. Basically. We’re technically only allowed to goof off a little during those ones.” Kate laughed, referring to the mic’d up practice today. Coach Lisa usually wants a more focused and intimate space during the actual season. “Oh my. What if we just kill this whole tub of Neapolitan ice cream?” Kate took it out of the freezer and suddenly all your snack choices went back to the cabinets.

“Ou deal, Martin.” You grabbed two spoons before making your way to the couch. Grabbing the blanket off the backrest, and throwing it over you both. You both settled and got comfy ready to start the marathon of New Girl.

You were both sitting in silence after you decided to just do a highlight reel of episodes since you weren’t going to force Kate to watch multiple seasons. "Are you excited for this upcoming season? Your last season?" You asked as you looked to your right. Kate was seated next to you while you both decided to disregard bowls and just eat the ice cream straight from the tub. She held the tub as you both dug what you wanted out of it. She shoved more ice cream into her mouth and she smiled and nodded her head.

"I am. Just scared and sad." She said somewhat incoherently due to not having swallowed the mouthful of ice cream. You nodded your head. You had already adapted to the Kate language. When she talked while yawning, mouth full, her body language, and her facial expressions. Not many people were fluent like you, and you were actually proud to be one of the people. So you understood exactly what she meant. You saw everything else she was feeling just by the look in her eye and the shape of her lips.

But you also felt sad for her too. You’d both be a sixth-year, grad students, in a couple months. This year bigger for her more than you. This year being her last and final run in her collegiate career. This was huge. You both knew this but wanted to focus on the nicer aspects. You and the girls would support her and be her friend even if she decided to never touched a basketball again. You guys were for life.You didn’t play, so you felt there was nothing you thought you could say other than just being her friend.

"You'll be okay, sweetheart." You wrapped your arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. A small comforting hug, atleast a hug at which this position provided, and kissed the top of her head. You only used terms of endearment like this in small, comforting, intimate moments. You felt this was the right time. "I'll be here for you, and you have the girls. We’ll back you in whatever you do, outside of basketball and school. You can’t ever get rid of us if you tried. But I will give you all the support and all the ice cream you can eat right now." You smiled at the blonde. You both stared at eachother, a little too long, “We are not beating the supposed ‘girlfriend’ allegations right now, Martin.” She bursted out laughing. You not far behind.

"But seriously, thanks shortie." She said as she patted your knee, right before she lost it again and laughed out loud. You immediatey cringed at the name, and pushed her away from you.

"OH! my god! Immediately no, Kate." You laughed again, half embarassment and half amusement. "That is not funny. You sound like a frat boy." That earned another snort laugh from Kate.

"You're right. I'm sorry." You side-eyed her. Pulling the blanket a little closer to you. Scooting over the tiniest bit over to feign anger and hurt. Still managing to catch her movement through your peripheral.

"Bro, I'm not even that much shorter than you. Just short three inches." You rolled your eyes at your best friend, turning back to the episode where Jess and Nick kiss eachother for the first time. Your favorite episode.

"Yes, I know. I know how you feel about my short jokes. I almost cried when you ignored me for three and a half days." Kate chuckled as she looked to you her smile dropping, a frown forming when you still didn't acknowledge her. "Oh, come on, y/n. Don't ignore me again, please! I was kidding." She asked you while chuckling nervously, she asked you two more times, when that didn’t work she insisted on poking you for a two minutes straight.

"Okay, Kate. I forgive you. Now shush, my favorite part is coming up." You kept your eyes on the screen and tried to reach for your spoon in the tub. Your fingers reaching everywhere but your spoon. "Kate can you help me please?"

"Yes, but haven't you already seen this show like eight-billion times?" She grabbed a spoon, whichever one was closest, forgetting which one was which, and scooping a good spoonful, before bringing the spoon to your mouth. "Open." You opened your mouth and took the ice cream happily.

"Thank you, you big teddy bear. God's gift, I'm telling you." You said as you watched the best scene on sitcom TV about to unfold.

"Im just going to pretend you're talking about me and not your show." Kate whispered. "You're welcome, pretty." She said louder so you could hear.

That got your attention. It wasn’t something that you hadn’t heard come out of her mouth and directed to you before; she's called you pretty multiple times when you had asked if the outfit you were wearing out looked good or if the makeup you put on was good for this dinner a girl you were seeing on and off wanted to take you out to. But she's never once used it in this context. You got a nervous feeling in your stomach, something you recognized as butterflies for sure. Fighting the urge to smile at the compliment, a small blush creeping up on your cheeks. Fighting the thoughts you had about her.

It was something new but this one thing…this you weren't going to get used to. You guys were best friends and just roomates. You can't feel anyway about this.You decided to ignore it and take it as a compliment in the moment to make up for the short joke. It definitely wasn’t something serious as you were making.

"I was talking about both of you. The TV and you, Kit-Kate." You put your arm around her shoulder and continued to watch the show. Watching the scene you had been waiting for all night to play. “This was the best cinematic experience I have ever had.” You whispered, now reaching for the spoon again for some ice cream.

Kate beating you to it, already having got another spoonful for you, feeding it to you like she did a couple of seconds ago. You smiled and thanked her before you both decided to cut the show, and search for a movie of both your choosing this time.

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hey so i was thinking: Sparda Boys and V with a writer S/O? take as long as you need to with this (writer's block is kicking my ass rn sadly but) , i don't really mind

Hey I feel that bro, enjoy and hopefully your inspiration will return to you 💜

Sparda Boys + V x Writer!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-He's not a scholar and knows next to nothing about books since he rarely reads, but if his sweetheart is writing stuff, by God, he will read whatever they put out there.

-Uses you as a human dictionary whenever he comes across new words, not understanding that that's not the purpose of a writer.

-"Hey babe, what's this word?"

"What word?"

"Uhh...Ink-Can-Dress-Ant."

"What?"

"Ink-can-dress-ant, I think that's how you say it."

"How's it spelled?"

"I-N-C-A-N-D-E-S-C-E-N-T."

"Incandescent, Dante, not ink-can-dress-ant."

-He'll be the first to read your work and is very proud of this fact. He, Dante, the Legendary Devil Hunter, is also your private beta reader. Awesome.

-Oddly enough, him reading all your works results in him developing a larger vocabulary--something that shocked everyone, especially Vergil.

-Congratulations! Thanks to you, Dante can use big words now!

■ Vergil ■

-You, a writer, are dating Vergil, the biggest bookworm on the planet? You are now Vergil's goddess.

-He wants to read everything, regardless of its quality. He'll visually devour all the words off the page, absorbing every word.

-You two now have yet another topic to nerd out about; you can spend hours chatting about books, writing techniques, and so on.

-Vergil is filled with a sense of pride whenever he reads your published writing; it pleases him so much to know you're growing your talents.

-He has an entire bookshelf dedicated to your books and takes special care of these books. They're more than just words on pages bound by cardboard and leather; they're treasures.

-Will take up writing as well, just so he can be closer to you.

□ Nero □

-Nero is not a bookworm by any sense of the word; he's read a few books in his time, but he's more combat oriented.

-Doesn't mind being a beta reader for anything you write.

-Your works have inspired him to take up reading again, and in doing so, he unleashes his inner book nerd. Like father, like son.

-He's always looking forward to whatever you write, and when you get writers block (as we all do) he'll take you out to a park, or a peaceful lake, in the hopes that the natural beauty of your surroundings might restore your creative juices.

-He, too, has a collection of all your works and keeps them proudly on display on a nice bookshelf in his house.

-Encourages you daily to keep writing because now he's addicted to reading your work. You really have changed him.

● V ●

-Oh congratulations, you've found yourself a soul mate.

-V loves to read (he totes his copy of William Blake poetry around and reads from it all the time, even in the middle of battle) and is more than happy to read your books.

-V is also a writer himself; he writes poetry, as we know. Because of this, he understands more than anyone the pain of writer's block and knows just what to do about it.

-He'll arrange for a relaxing movie/reading night, which in his experience, helps restore your creativity.

-If that doesn't work, Griffon's loud mouth and wise-guy (yet funny) jokes will take your mind off of things.

-V understands literature and knows all sorts of obscure things about famous literary figures; so much so that you two can converse for hours on end just gabbing away about books, their authors, and other interesting tidbits of knowledge.

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