#have also managed to get my likes down to under 700

[arlerts-angel]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍭 ꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝐈'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔.ᐟ

⤷ manjiro sano x fem!reader x ken ryuguji

⤷ a/n: PHEW this one is SPICY 🥵 also, thank y'all for 700 followers 🥺 !! ilysm, thank you for sticking around and reading my filthy mind 🫶 NOT PROOFREAD LOL SKIP TO THE 🍭 FOR SMUT

⤷ taglist: @petitecolibri @kokonoiscoconut @kazutora-kurokawa @i-literally-cant-with-this @sora-michi-reina @blkkizzat

⤷ warnings: 1.3k words | PWP | established relationship | gf sharing | light alcohol consumption | nipple stimulation | oral sex (f+m receiving) | gagging | cum eating | pussy slapping | male masturbation | handjob | creampie | pet names | light degradation | reader is physically ambiguous

"i'm home, doll. i brought— oh, my. don't you look just good enough to eat?" mikey grins as his eyes roam your sugar coated body. he makes a motion outside the door that goes unnoticed by you as he closes it behind him.

"candy lingerie? as if you couldn't get any sweeter..." his voice is low as he speaks in your ear, kissing down your neck and back up to your glossy lips. he cups your ass gently and plants one more kiss on your soft skin.

"good thing i brought kenchin over today, i don't think i can eat all of this by myself..." he purrs.

"mikey!" you exclaim, nudging him playfully.

"what? i'm serious. he's outside right now. what do you say, doll?" he asks, looking at you lovingly.

"...you're really okay with this?" you ask, searching for reassurance.

"of course. you two are my favorite people in the world, and i think you'd look so sexy under him." he grins, walking towards the door. "so yes?"

"mhm." you nod and watch him open the door.

"kenny! come in. sorry about the wait. seems our plans for the evening have changed. heh." mikey welcomes his best friend inside. you've managed to slip on a silky robe for the time being.

"tch. how so?" draken asks, his voice gruff and monotonous.

"care for a beer?" mikey asks offering him a cold bottle, ignoring draken's prior inquiry.

"what the hell." draken agreed and accepts the bottle, popping the lid and taking a sip. "care to tell me what's changed?"

🍭 "how about i show you instead?" mikey replies, taking a sip of his beer as he walks towards you. he pulls the robe off of you slightly, revealing the stringy confectionery bra hardly covering your tits.

"is this some kind of a joke, sano?" draken growls and turns his head away.

"relax, ken. we discussed this before letting you in. it's okay with me, with us." you reassure him softly. he chuckles and takes another sip of his beer.

"no pressure, kenny, but i don't mind sharing her with you. you're my best friend, after all." mikey says coolly, nibbling a piece of the candy off the bra. he slides the rest of your robe off your body, revealing the rest of your body.

draken's eyes roam your chest as mikey shuffles the bra off of you, taking one breast in his hand and the other into his mouth. he sucks on your nipple gently and massages the other between his fingertips. draken palms his cock and groans as you make soft moans.

mikey then guides you to the couch, laying your head down softly onto draken's lap. he looks down at you, his cheeks lightly flushed. "she's a pretty little cocksucker, you know" mikey grins, "let her show you." you bat your eyelashes at draken, silently begging him to whip his cock out while mikey trails kisses and licks between your thighs.

draken takes a deep breath and shuffles his pants down his legs. the hot, leaky head of his cock slaps his torso. you shift closer to him and ask "may i?"

he responds with a gruff "mhm". you plant your pillowy lips on the tip of his cock and play with it. "so, you use your manners with him, huh?" mikey asks, teasing your cunt with his fingers. "looks like i might have some competition." he says, teeth gritted as he plunges two fingers into your pussy. you moan around draken's cock, earning a groan from him. you take more of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. "hah– fuck..." he groans, throwing his head back in pleasure.

mikey's mouth quickly latches onto your clit, sucking and flicking your sensitive bud with his tongue as he fucks his fingers in and out of you. your back arches each time they swipe the sweet spot deep in your cunt. the vibrations of your moans on draken's cock make him twitch in your mouth. his large hand comes down onto your head, pushing you further down his length. your throat tightens and you gag, spit dribbling down to his balls. "ah fuck yeah," he breathes, "keep sucking my cock like that."

mikey continues to eat your cunt, rutting his cock against the couch to offer himself some kind of relief. just when you've decided you've had enough choking on draken's massive cock, he starts fucking your mouth in rhythm with mikey's fingers into your cunt. "fuck, i'm gonna cum. gonna take it?" he asks you. "mhm!" you reply (as eagerly as you can with a mouthful of cock). "fuck yeah you are, take it! take it! fuuuuuuck–!" he groans as his cum shoots into your mouth.

you swallow draken's cum while mikey detaches from your cunt. you let out an exasperated groan. "told you she's good, but wait 'til you fuck her!" he grins, moving to the other side of the room to get a good view. draken now hovers above you, playing with your tits as he looks into your eyes. "i want a taste, first." he says before putting your nipple into his mouth. he sucks eagerly and snakes his hand down to your clit, rubbing it slowly. "mmm!" you moan and buck your hips against his hand.

he removes his mouth from your nipple. "nuh-uh. at my pace. understand?" he growls and slaps your cunt lightly.

"ah! yes-!" you wince. he removes his hand and lowers his head down between your legs. mikey fists his cock as he watches draken lick a teasing stripe up your slit. "more! please..." you whine.

"not this time, princess. want you to cum on my cock." he slaps your clit with the tip of his dick a couple of times before lining himself up properly. he pushes past your folds slowly, allowing you to adjust to his length. "oh mikey, you lucky son of a bitch." he chuckles. your cunt is clenched so tight around his cock he's a little scared to move.

mikey's transfixed on your face as draken starts to fuck in and out of you slowly. he strokes himself slowly; in time with draken's thrusts. "more, ken! please... fuck me harder!" you beg.

draken gains the confidence to fuck you harder after your pleading. he slams his hips into yours and watches your tits bounce each time the base of his cock enters you. "somfuckin tight..." he groans.

"you like ken's cock baby?" mikey asks, approaching you. "you sure are taking it like you do."

"mhm! he's so big... you're so big, kenny!" you mewl. draken just nods and huffs in response; too pussy-drunk to use words. mikey then guides your hand to his cock. you jerk him off while he rubs your clit, moaning both of their names.

"getting close, aren't you? i can tell by the way you're whining. you're getting impatient..." he coos into your ear. "you have a voice, you know... a pretty one at that. use it; tell us how badly you want to cum."

your eyes flutter and roll backwards. draken's cock hits your sweet spot perfectly in synch with mikey's lightly-pressured flicks on your sensitive clit. "p-please, i'm so close! wanna cum for you both."

"where do you want my cum, princess?" draken asks breathily as he thrusts faster and harder into you.

"inside me! want you to cum inside me," you moan, "please cum inside me ken!" mikey lets out a deep groan and cums in your hand and all over his cock as you beg to be filled by his best friend. "mmm–! i'm gonna cum–! ken! mikey!!" you cry out as your orgasm washes over you.

"ah fuck–!" draken groans and thrusts one final time before his cock twitches, filling your tight pussy full of his cum.

you collectively catch your breaths. "i can't believe that just happened." draken chuckles, watching your chest rise and fall with each breath you take.

"c'mon, princess. let's go get you washed up. you did so good for us today." mikey praises, then kisses your head gently.

#📝 — mack wrote that #tokyo revengers smut #tokrev smut #manjiro sano smut #mikey smut #manjiro sano x reader smut #mikey x reader smut #ken ryuguji smut #ken ryuguji x reader smut #x reader smut #tokyo revengers x reader smut

[bonefall]

Moorland Research Notes

I usually let these sit in my drafts because they're kinda messy, but no one actually knows anything about moorland, including myself shortly before starting this deep dive. So I'm just going to post this in the hopes that it's useful in some way

This post is about moorland in the UK, I have not done any research into moorland in other places, and then I focused more specifically on lowland heath.

Feel free to use this information for anything you so desire, and check out the sources I put at the bottom of this list if you'd like to learn more. I really hope this helps out WindClan Fans in particular

I do plan to condense what I've learned and chosen into a "Welcome to BB!WindClan!" type post at some point, but this is a REALLY broad post on what moorland is.

What is moorland?

Moorland is a broad term that lumps together several completely unique biomes, most of which are partially or completely reliant on the management of human beings. They are defined by low-growing flora and acidic soils, which makes them difficult for non-specialist plants to grow in.

These can be sorted further into upland or lowland, dry or wet.

Because many types of moorland are dominated by heathers, they are also called heathlands. Though the terms Moor and Heath are sometimes used interchangeably (and this is where a lot of confusion comes from), usually, Moor refers to upland/wet, and Heath refers to lowland/dry.

I have to stress a that LOT of the confusion is coming from this. Heather will grow in both, and the terms get used interchangeably, but an upland/wet moor is FUNDAMENTALLY different from a lowland/dry heath, down to the very soil.

Most specialists will open up an explanation by defining how they're using the Moor/Heath distinction, and will stick to those terms, but just keep in mind that in casual language, ALL of these biomes get called moors, and places without any heather will get called heath.

They can also touch. There are locations where upland moor slopes into lowland heath, or upland heath kisses lowland moor, and there can be very special species that exist in the transitional space between these areas. This too is yuri.

It is not a prairie. It is not a savanna. Please for the love of god stop portraying moorland as prairies and savannas

lots of purple. why he ourple? heathers and purple moorgrass.

Common heather is also called ling, flowery bell heathers are sometimes called erica, and gorse can be called whin or furze

Maritime heath, dune heath, blanket bog, upland moor, transitional upland heath... these are all frequently lumped under the same term even though they are very different.

How are moorlands managed?

Above 700 meters of altitude and in harsh weather conditions, you get montane heath. Near coastlines, you can find maritime heath. These are the only two that are completely "natural" and require no human management.

In wet moors, the elements will beat the vegetation down into peat. Above the peat is turf, the top layer which grows the visible flora. Peat = below, Turf = above. Peat has historically been used as a fuel, and if that bottom layer catches fire, IT IS DISASTROUS.

Because of this, most upland moors (which are usually wet and PACKED with peat) are managed primarily through grazing. There are even breeds of sheep and cattle who have been specially bred to thrive in upland moors-- such as the iconic highland cow. (Though overgrazing can be a problem, too.)

Sheep are used to graze back the heather (sometimes called ling), and in good modern practice, goats are brought out along with the flock to eat pioneering shrubs and saplings. Pigs are also used to control bracken and combat ex-pine plantations with scattered needles, because of their ability to churn soil.

However, controlled burns are still done in some circumstances and when required (LIKE BEFORE A HEATWAVE). Because of the serious danger, it's considered inferior to good grazing management. It's done carefully, in controlled patches, both to not set the underlayer of peat on fire and to make sure there is differently-aged patches of flora in one area to support different species of animals.

If peat catches on fire, it will burn for days or weeks... and can even smoulder underground after you THINK it's been put out.

In DRY LOWland heath, proper burning is common. Gorse and heather grows strong, woody, and flammable, and the thin layer of peat below can combine to devastating results when a wildfire does eventually break out. Large swaths of dry heather and gorse is an ecological powderkeg, even if it was only growing on mineral soil.

Worse, the older heather gets, the woodier it becomes. Woody heather can cause high-temperature fires that absolutely devastates new growth, leading to a slower recovery and causing a controlled burn to become uncontrolled real fast.

Burns are typically conducted in winter, when it's cold, and grazing animals are deployed in summer.

Cutting is also important in lowland management, literally cutting out squares of turf to expose the ground. This is good for mason bees, specifically.

Moorland. Is. Flammable. Fire risk = HIGH.

If you do not manage the moorland, the moorland will manage YOU. with FIRE.

Do NOT set the peat layer on fire. Whatever you do, do NOT let the peat get set on fire. PEAT FIRE BAD.

The controlled burning of moorland is "swaling", or a "muirburn."

Pigs and goats have special abilities when used in grazing management

Pigs are a tactical nuke

Sheep will graze heather a lot harder than cattle, causing grassy "sward". They should be kept away from it in winter.

MOORLAND IS NOT GRASSLAND. Sward BAD.

Cattle will graze moorgrass a lot harder than sheep and bite back any sheep-induced sward, but trample the soil with their heavy hooves.

Bones tell me about the funny cat environments

Victoria Holmes (the original writer of Warrior Cats, for those who have just walked in, still in your bathrobe and perhaps comically eating some sort of breakfast bagel, on a cat giving a detailed ecological lecture to a bunch of other cats) has spoken about how she based the environment of the Forest Territories on New Forest, Hampshire UK.

[ID: New Forest's heathland on a misty morning. It's dominated by common heather with a few sparse trees, and a New Forest Pony grazing alone.]

That means that WindClan's moor was a lowland heath, characterized by sandy soils with excellent drainage. This is consistent with the thin layer of peat, deeper layers of sandy soil and clay (as encountered by tunnelers), and lush vegetation that's seen in DOTC and Tallstar's Revenge.

If that's not enough evidence, it's also described after its destruction in these terms;

New Forest boasts some of the widest swaths of well-managed lowland heath in the entire UK. It's been managed collectively for hundreds of years, and exists in tandem with bogs and old-growth forest for miles. The heath is just as important as the trees, here!

In TNP, the forest is tragically bulldozed to create suburbs. While they were at it, they also bulldozed the geography of Great Britain because, suddenly, there is a MOUNTAIN in Southeastern England; a region notoriously flatter than the Onceler's ass

So once the Clan cats get to the Lake territories, we could be dealing with a completely different biome. They might have gone from dry, lowland heath, to wet, upland moor.

However, descriptions of the new territory are scarce, to put it lightly. In spite of the Lake Territory being the setting for the past 20 years, WindClan's land is rarely shown. When we do get a glimpse of it, like in Crowfeather's Trial, we only get told about the presence of certain species such as gorse. Because of there being no tunneling, we don't know what's exactly below the surface, either.

Occasionally though we are made aware of the presence of "moorgrass" (possibly Molinia Caerulea) and the smell of peat, pointing towards it probably being upland moor. The bigger question is actually where all the sheep are? There should be a lot of sheep here, but instead, there only seems to be horses.

Aaaaand lastly before I close out on canon material, Lungwort.

Lungwort is a herb that becomes a plot device in A Vision of Shadows. ShadowClan becomes sick with a variant of greencough, and it is said that Lungwort would be its only cure. However, it "only grows in WindClan" and the leader, Onestar, has refused to let them have this medicine.

But lungwort doesn't grow on moorland. ESPECIALLY not wet, upland moor, which we might maybe possibly be dealing with now.

Lungwort is a FOREST plant, it needs the absolute opposite conditions of a moorland. It requires moist but well-drained ground, FERTILE soil, and full or partial shade. There's no way that WindClan has it and ShadowClan doesn't, OR its neighbor ThunderClan, in the WOODS, who Onestar has no power over.

It would also poison a cat but honestly 75% of the plants they use in canon would also do that, so, whatever.

What they SHOULD have gone for is great mullein which prefers full sun and well-drained soils, so it could feasibly be found best in some parts of WindClan, regardless of which sort of moor or heath primarily makes up their territory.

What sorts of plants are found in moorlands?

In moorlands, you'll find plants that can withstand poor soil quality and full sun. In upland moors, they also have to be hardy in frequent heavy rains and high winds. Because it has conditions that so few plants are able to handle, moorland is chock-full of specialists and unique species that aren't found anywhere else!

Historically, moorland could not be used for agriculture exactly because of this. With the invention of artificial fertilizers and introduction of (invasive) pines from America, moorland is under serious threat. Even if it's just next to a pine plantation, the trees will attempt to spread.

COMMON HEATHER, also called Ling, is the big bad boy associated with most moorland, and used for a bajillion different things. First of all, it was used in construction for thatching. Second of all, it can be used as a yellow dye, especially on wool. Third, honey made from heather pollen is as thick as jelly. It's found on all sorts of moorland, and is an extremely hardy species.

BELL HEATHER, sometimes called Erica, is more commonly associated with lowland heaths. It's one of the best flowers for pollinators in the entire world, and attracts tons of insects.

GORSE, also called Whin or Furze, smells overwhelmingly like coconut. It is also covered in wicked thorns. It's highly flammable and can burn ridiculously hot, making it excellent to collect as kindle.

PURPLE MOORGRASS is associated with upland moor, but will grow basically anywhere nothing else could. It's scary hardy, surviving in acidic soil down to a PH of 2 (THAT IS THE SAME LEVEL AS YOUR STOMACH JUICE), and can grow as tall as 4 feet (and even taller, apparently, next to its bestie girls heather and gorse).

In heath, tormentil, milkwort, and heath bedstraw are indicator herbs, and wavy hair-grass, bristle bent, and vernal grasses are found here and there.

PLEASE remember that moorland is not grassland. When grasses go from sparse to common, it's a very bad sign. It means the soil is losing its acidity, and converting into a different biome.

Bramble, bracken, nettles, perennial ryegrass, and broadleaf plantain are some of the species that can indicate that a heath is becoming a grassland. A few patches or examples are fine, but if they're eating into the gorse/heather/moorgrass, it's time to call in some management.

There's also the fascinating, parasitic plant called dodder. Dodder likes to twirl around heather before suffocating it to death. Cool plant! I don't know where else to mention dodder. I just think it's neat.

Threats to Moorland

I mentioned the problems in passing through this whole post, but to restate, these are some of the major problems that moorland faces.

AFFORESTATION: When trees are added.

[ID: A sitka spruce plantation on upland moor in Scotland, followed by a clip of Markiplier who condemns it in no uncertain terms.]

American pines, such as the douglas fir and sitka spruce don't belong here. These are commercial plantations and they exist to make money, but are touted as "eco friendly" because uneducated rubes think 1 Tree = 1 Ecology Point. They provide diddly or squat to native wildlife, destroy valuable moorland which can negatively impact carbon capture, and let fools pat themselves on the back for doing nothing but put government money into a logging company's pocket.

(there are also only 3 native conifers to Great Britain-- the scotch pine, the common juniper, and the yew. All others are introduced.)

But even worse than being a wooden blight, these are wooden blights that spread. If there's a plantation nearby, it WILL begin to encroach on the surrounding moorland, and the traditional sheep and cattle will not eat the saplings. GOATS are being added to herds in modern grazing management to combat this new problem.

The native birches (silver and downy) plus the scotch pine will also move in when moorland is not managed! They are pioneer species, which success the moor into secondary woodland.

OVERBURNING: When moorland is burned too much.

Even if you don't set the peat on fire and cause an even bigger problem, too much burning is bad for the biome as well. This is often done to serve hunters, who want to perpetually keep common heather in the youngest state possible to support grouse populations... and grouse populations alone.

Properly managed moorland will be burned in sections, NOT all at once, so that there's a healthy mix of plants in different ages to provide shelter and food to the animals that live in the environment. Too much burning will decimate the insect population, and prevent peat buildup.

("Hold on Elder Bones, why is peat good?" Carbon capture and soil acidity! It's super efficient at combating global warming, and peaty soils will prevent the moor from quickly succeeding into a grassland.)

NUTRIENT ENRICHMENT: De-acidifying the soil and making the soil welcoming to other species

Specifically from dog and horse droppings, but also from the addition of fertilizers. The biggest thing that can be a problem here is how conservationists try to balance public access to these spaces with the "recreation pressure" from having too many visitors.

SOURCES

I have had to do SO MUCH READING. OH my god, this was not easy research, please appreciate this big, beautiful list of resources I am giving to you

GREAT BRITISH LIFE: A really good intro to heathland (This article was written by Katie Piercy from the Cheshire Wildlife Trust)

WILDLIFE TRUST: Heathland and Moorland, Moorland, Lowland Heath, Cheshire Heath, Bell Heather, The Roaches

BUGLIFE: Upland heath as it relates to insect populations (website contains insect-centric guides to many unique UK biomes)

NEW FOREST: Heathland information and history

NATIONAL TRUST: Bickerton Hill and the Restoration Work

WIKIPEDIA: The Roaches, Yorkshire Dales, Heath, Moorland (listen kids, wikipedia is always a great place to start. Just make sure to double-check the claims you see there.)

COUNTRY LIFE: A flowery article that describes the North York Moors (this one's just really pleasant!)

AN ACTUAL LOWLAND HEATH ECOLOGIST: Dr. Sophie Lake's Presentation for the NPMS (This is the most detailed and proper source on this list, if you want to learn some serious info, PLEASE check this one out)

#Moorland #Lowland Heath #WindClan #hello everyone I hyperfixated on this for 12 hours straight

[starstruckloves]

⟢ A Happy Birthday to You!

700 words :]

⟢ That day, you woke up with a start. You already knew what day it was and you had been dreading it for all too long. Your birthday: The day you grow older with new responsibilities and new expectations. You had never really been big on celebrating your birthday because it just felt like a day of worry for you, a mocking reminder of how everything runs its course eventually, but today was different.

A faint scuffling noise could be heard, almost like something was rubbing up against the door. With some hesitancy, your feet hit your soft carpet as you walk to the door, opening it to see a familiar face. [F/O] was standing on the other side, fumbling with a food tray in their hands and trying not to drop all its contents. Their eyes quickly met yours, a slight gasp slipping from parted lips.

“Hey, what are you doing up? I was gonna bring breakfast to you.” They almost whined, making you smirk.

“I heard something out here and wanted to check it out.” You pause, glancing down to see all your favorite breakfast items on the try. It looked, and smelled, delicious. You moved to the side so [F/O] could come in. “You usually don’t do this for me… What’s the occasion?” [F/O] was quick to turn back around.

“It’s your birthday, isn’t it?” They almost sounded panicked. “Oh gosh, did I get the date wrong?” they thought to themselves. You nodded your head, easing their nerves as they continued to sit the tray of food on the bed. “Well then, that’s the occasion. I have a lot of things planned for us today that I really think you’re going to like.” Their smile widened, a giddy expression all over their face.

Huh… You honestly hadn’t done anything nice for yourself on your birthday in what felt like years. It was so different being promised all these interesting things, almost as if you were a little kid again. [F/O] noticed your lack of response and wandering eyes, raising a hand to gently wave it in your direction. “Honey?”

You had almost jumped, your eyes shooting upwards to meet theirs. “Oh, sorry! I was just thinking. Thank you for doing all this…” [F/O] didn’t seem convinced, tilting their head with a cock of their brow, almost like a confused puppy. You knew exactly what that face meant and sighed under your breath. “I don’t usually do anything for my birthday and this all honestly feels… really nice. But also really different.” You managed a chuckle, “You really spoil me, dear.”

Their eyes widen in surprise. “Spoil you? Honey, I don’t even feel like this is enough to express how I feel towards you.” They gave a lighthearted laugh, stepping closer to you. “This is your special day and, if I don’t any other day, I want today to be the day I really show that I appreciate you.” You couldn’t help but smile wider at their words, almost amused considering they show that they appreciate you almost every day by their actions.

“That I really love you.” They continue, their gentle hands taking yours into theirs. As you stare at their hands, a soft sigh escapes your throat, a warm fuzzy feeling growing in your chest. God, you hadn’t felt this way since your first date with [F/O]. Your eyes trailed back up, meeting their welcoming eyes.

“Thank you, dear. This really means a lot to me…” You pause for a second before leaning forward, closing the gap between you two as you rest your forehead against his. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Happy birthday, my love.” Their voice is sweet, making you want to just take them into your arms. Though, they lean back before you get the chance to, their face bright with excitement. “Now, c’mon. Breakfast isn’t going to eat itself!” You couldn’t help but laugh at their excitement, the sudden bubbly nature making them look cuter than usual.

“Alright, alright, I will.” As they gently lead you to your breakfast, a thought passes through your mind: Maybe this birthday won’t be as bad as the others.

#i really do not feel like proofreading right now so this will do #OMG self indulgent stuff woah #milo’s imagines ☆ #self indulgent #self ship #self ship community #self shipper #self shipping #f/o stuff #f/o imagines #f/o #fictoromantic #fictosexual #f/o x you #f/o scenarios #f/o community #imagine your f/o #romantic f/o #f/o x s/i #f/o tag #selfship imagines #self ship positivity #selfshipping #imagines #writing

[evilwickedme]

Re the Israel situation: how are you doing, mentally and physically? Are you (relatively) safe?

So like here's thing.

Physically I am safe. I have yet to end up in a place without a safe room during an alarm - I also managed to be in a place that wasn't under attack during the first 24h bc I was at my parents' place; my actual apt and workplace were, however, major targets, and I've already experienced one alarm and several large booms today.

Luckily as of right now all my friends and family are alive. My brother hasn't been called into reserves yet, but I do know several people who have been, or who are in active duty and are suddenly being called into combat. Frankly, I'm terrified for all of us. I'm fully aware that there is every chance I'm going to end this thing going to funerals, multiples.

I am in the unfortunate position of literally being unable to avoid the news, as I work in a news org subtitling the live segments, which right now is... all the segments. I've already cried today at work as a young girl described her grandmother being murdered and the terrorist who killed her filming her dead body, using her own phone, and putting it on her private Facebook.

It doesn't feel real. I pulled a shift yesterday that was nearly 12 hours long, and then I got up to a siren, and then I had to head to work. I see the numbers rise - 700 Israelis dead, 400 in gaza; 2500 injured Israelis, 2300 gazans. I was closely following the story of the peace music festival down south that was purposefully targeted and the way those people were systematically slaughtered, and then I went online and saw people celebrating over 260 bodies of innocents. Some of them were tourists, bedouins, Arab citizens of Israel. Plenty are themselves activists who've been protesting for 10 months against the current government. But it's dead Jews, so I suppose that's okay.

Those 260 bodies are a so far kinda deal, by the way. They stopped counting.

It's so frustrating to see the kind of rhetoric spread online, the misinfo, the one sided claims. The frankly complete misunderstanding of what is happening here even among leftist Jews, let alone the insane amount of antisemitism and islamophobia and racism in the discourse in general.

Mentally? Mentally I am not okay. I'm losing friendships. I'm blocking dozens of people a day. I am very quickly finding out that there is nowhere safe for me to be, except right here where I am. The people around me who share my plight and are trying to survive and help others as much as they can. Mentally I've been in a hard place for a very long time, but I thought I was getting better, and I don't know what's going to happen now.

I'm alive, tho. And I'm safe.

Here's a meme my dad laughed at.

#gail speaks #ask #resplendent-ragamuffin #still about 12 hours for y'all to ask me political questions before the moratorium comes back into place

[basicallyahedgehog]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thanks for the tag @maesterchill, I loved reading your answers!

Here are mine! (under the cut)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 30!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

64,491, which is higher than I expected actually. My one 13k fic is doing the hard work in pulling up the average words 😂

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter!! Various ships but mostly Drarry

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Love You Find - The one with the road trip My Heart Was Unprepared - The one with Draco's diary All The Time In The World - The one with gender euphoria The Strings That Weave Us - The one where Draco has pink hair The Evolution of Soup (Or How Harry Learned to be Loved) - The one with too much soup and a lot of feelings

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

No, but not by choice per se. But I have truly terrible object permanence and by the time I remember them I feel bad that I haven't responded yet and then I never do...

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Til The End of The Night - I don't really write fics that don't have happy endings, but this is just 700 words of angst. Sorry Harry. I do have a kind-of sequel planned for this but who knows if it will ever get finished!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

As I said, I don't really write not happy endings. But maybe The Love You Find.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've had a couple of odd comments, but none that I would class as hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have written exactly two fics that have smut, one drarry and one poly golden trio. So I'm not sure if I have a kind? Probably soft and sweet, or at least that's what I aim for.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No I haven't, and I don't think I ever will. I don't really know any other universe in the same way as I know HP - both the canon and then the world I've built for it in my head - to be able to confidently combine them.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of...

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I'd be open to it if anyone ever wanted to.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I haven't! @phoebe-delia and I keep talking about it though...

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Drarry, always

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

As mentioned above, I have twoish chapters written of a "sequel" (maybe more a companion?) to Til The End Of The Night. It's the first Drarry fic I started writing and it got abandoned in favour of fest fics and I've never gotten back to it. I would like to think I will, but at this point my faith is low!

I also have the first four books written of a Hermione-POV canon, which was my first ever fanfic. It has been long abandoned and will never be returned to. If you manage to track down my old ffn account and find it, godspeed to you

16. What are your writing strengths?

Ummm. People tell me I make them feel things, so maybe that? I also can't turn my SPAG brain off, so as long as I slow down enough to edit my own writing, that's usually pretty strong.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I am not good at writing plotty things, and when I do try I find it really hard to not just info-dump it - to actually describe what is happening instead of just narrating it to the reader. I can do vibes, but not plot 🤷

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I love it in other people's fics, but I do not have more than a couple of random words in any language other than English. I know that translation sites exist, but I feel that I don't have enough knowledge of other languages to do it justice.

The only time I'd break this self-imposed rule would be if I was making new spells - eg using Latin.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter. First and only!

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Oh boy. Either All The Time in the World or (They) Keep Me Warm. Because both of them are full of all my trans feels and are probably the two fics that I have put the most of myself into.

Thanks again for the tag, this was fun! No-pressure tagging @phoebe-delia @otpcutie @geesenoises @citrusses @makeitp1nk and anyone who wants to!!

#tag games #writing things #my writing

[3xm-draconic]

Bloodline of the Last Dragon.

Season 1/Episode 4: Working Night & Day.

Retrieving the dragon stone for Farengar would have to wait, Mattilda needed to find work and get enough money to pay for her father’s stay at the temple. The first line of work she did was for Farengar himself by delivering frost salts to the alchemist Arcadia, making a cool 300 septims after that job.

While she was in the market she was asked by a woman who runs the vegetable stall, Carlotta Valentia, to get a bard to stop hitting on her.

Mattilda had to punch the poor bard’s teeth in but that got the job across, that was another 200 gold earned, then while heading to the temple to visit her father she overheard a man in need of a hired muscle to get his family sword back.

The man, Armin, offered her 700 gold to get it back from some bandits in a cave not too far from Whiterun called White River Watch, with an offer like that Mattilda figured she could do it.

With the amount of gold she would be making from today by taking his quest she could finally stop sleeping on benches and under bridges.

Mattilda headed out of Whiterun and down to where the bandits lair was, it was a cave in the mountainside just overlooking the rapids, Mattilda knew she could not just fight her way through them all so she planned ahead and sacrificed a little gold to prep for this adventure.

She bought a small potion of invisibility and a spell book of muffleing, she cast it over her feet and drank the slightly sweet brew down, once invisible as the wind and silent as the a grave she crept through their camp.

The dark cave helped conceal her presence further from their sight, sticking to the shadows like glue. She managed to get into the main chamber but found there to be a problem…

There were too many bandits for her to sneak past, this is where an idea struck her.

Mattilda knew it would be loud and destructive but that’s what she was hoping for, she quickly summoned a fire atronach and then quickly snuck away as the bandits panicked and attacked it.

She finally made it onto the balcony where the bandit chief sat overlooking the tundra, from his body language Mattilda saw he was very drunk and had his eyes closed.

“EHY!” he gruffly snorted “hand me (hic) another ale would ya?” he mumbled, Mattilda reached over and handed him another bottle of ale and while he drank it she sneakily lifted the ring of keys he had off his belt.

She then snuck over to the chest behind him and found the sword Armin was looking for, it was a beautiful carved elven sword enchanted with flames. She also snached a few soulgems that sat at the bottom of the chest.

She took it and started to sneak back through the cave, just as she was on her way out she noticed her invisibility potion wareing off “damn it” she panicked and like a bat out of Oblivion she ran…

"You found it? I've been looking for that blade for months” Armin smiled as Matii handed him his sword “you took on all those bandits yourself? Thank you” he turned to her “here, my father had a favorite sword and shield technique, let me teach it to you, in honor of his memory."

Although Mattilda wielded a dagger and no shield she was still grateful for his lessons and for his reward of gold.

Mattilda then entered the Temple of Kynareth while visiting hours were still open. Her father lay on a bed in the temple, most of his body wrapped in bandages, he looked like one of those mummies you’d hear about from hammerfell.

“Matti!” he smiled “thank mara you are alright”, “how are you doing dad?”, he sat up and groaned “another 3 weeks they said, after that I’ll be healed enough to be out of here and good as new”, “I’ll see what I can do in the mean time to make more gold”, “no” he grumbled “no, Matti head to Falkreath and say with your uncle’s friends”. Mattilda sighed “but dad what about-”, “I got back in touch with him, he said he’ll be paying for me and he wants you to stay safe with a few of his friends, they have a safehouse there”.

Mattilda nodded “ok dad…” she debated on whether or not to tell him about the quest the Jarl sent her on but decided it would be better not to tell him.

She headed to The Bannered Mare to grab a hot meal and a room to sleep in before the trip to Falkreath when she noticed a commotion in the market.

“UNHAND CICERO! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!” cried a little jester in a red and black motley, “you are to be taken to jail until your bail can be paid off, Fool” the guard growled as he dragged the man towards Dragonsreach, “hey what’s going on?” Mattilda stopped the guard “why is this man to be taken to prison?”, the guard grumbled “he wouldn’t let us look inside the crate he was carrying but we’ll be finding that out soon enough”.

The jester, Cicero, whent absolutely unhinged “THAT’S MY MOTHER! YOU CAN’T DESECRATE HER LIKE THAT! STOP, STOP!” he wailed.

Mattilda looked at the poor little imperial man, he was absolutely sobbing and fighting like a wild skeever trapped in a box, “how much to pay his bail?” she looked at the guard, he stared at her “seriously? You want to help this fucking weirdo?” he mumbled, “how much?” was all she replied.

The guard sighed “250 gold”, “and how much for you and your boys to…leave his mother be?” she asked him sweetly, the guard eyed her “...call it another 200 and I’ll let this one slide pretty elfling” he hummed.

Cicero was let go and the guards walked away, he stared at Mattilda “you…helped poor Cicero?” he pondered curiously “why? he doesn't even know you?” he chirped, “it was the right thing to do, you were a person in need and a person in need is a friend indeed” she smiled.

“Names Mattilda Viddarson, you hungry Cicero? Would you like to grab dinner with me?” she offered, the jester’s frown turned into a happy grin “oooh yes thank you!” he squeaked.

Mattilda sat with Cicero beside the warm hearth, Saadia the barmaid got them both menus to look at, they both ordered something small and while Cicero ordered water Mattilda ordered a honningbrew mead. 

“So what brings you to Skyrim?” Mattilda turned to Cicero who was munching on grilled leeks and a baked salmon steak, “oh Cicero is bringing his mother to Falkreath, a new cript there so she can be safe” he replied through bites of leek.

“Oh coincidentally enough I’am heading to Falkreath to stay with some of my uncle’s friends” she nodded as she sipped her mead, Cicero sipped his tankered of water “OOOH!” he suddenly chipped happily “why don’t you come with Cicero? You can be like his bodyguard!” 

Mattilda pondered “I don’t know…I’ve never really been in combat”, Cicero shrugged “that’s ok Cicero will fight beside you if we run into trouble, just consider the free ride to Falkreath a thankyou for helping Cicero” he smiled.

When booking a room Mattilda and Cicero found themselves in a bit of a pickle, there was only one room available…with only one bed.

“Cicero will sleep on the floor since you booked the room and bought dinner” he said as he got out his bedroll from his dark leather backpack, “oh, no Cicero I can’t let you sleep on the floor you deserve to sleep on the bed too, you’ve had a long journey in Skyrim” Mattilda said as she adjusted her bedroll to act like a wall between them on the bed “go ahead and sleep next to me, I wouldn’t mind”.

They curled up in bed rather awkwardly together, sleeping back-to-back, Cicero fell asleep almost immediately but Mattilda had trouble falling asleep…

This is the first time she is sharing a bed with someone…

This is the first time she has slept with a man beside her…

Mattilda’s heart started to race…thoughts started to creep in…lewd thoughts.

She pushed them from her mind, she can’t be thinking that right now, she can’t be thinking of THAT right now…she had other things to worry about.

She would have to adjust to life in Falkreath, without her dad for the next 3 weeks and then…what would they do after that? Their finances are gone, their home is gone and everything is…gone…

She still wanted to join the college…maybe she didn’t have to buy everything she needed for her studies…whilst adventuring you can find all kinds of magical things…like the soul gems she got from the chest with Armin’s Sword. 

She felt Cicero roll over in his sleep mumbling something about getting his mother some flowers, she couldn’t help but smile at that. Then Cicero breached the makeshift wall of bedrolls and snuggled her…he was a sleep-snuggler.

“Oh for fucks-” Mattilda had to restrain herself from laughing, it was kinda funny, kinda cute and kinda terrifying. She looked at him as he nuzzled himself into the crook of her neck and wrapped himself around her, his soft little snoring and murmuring the only sounds in the room besides the rain from outside.

She laid back and tried to get some sleep.

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(The next morning…)

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“Cicero is so sorry, he didn’t mean to do that last night, oh bother and befuddle” the little imperial man profusely and awkwardly apologize, Mattilda just laughed “it’s ok, I didn’t mind, honestly it was rather cute…” she paused and gawked at herself for what she had just said.

Now both of them were blushing in awkward silence as they left their room, a rather big mistake as now a bar patron, a woman named Uthgerd, looked at her with sly eyes and gave her a cheeky nod.

Cicero took notice and his face turned a mix of colors, he paled in awkwardness then redened in both embarrassment and anger “WE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!” he shouted, Mattilda pulled her hood further over her embarrassed face as bar patrons started to snicker…

“Uh hu, shure” Uthgerd chuckled and sipped her ale, laughing a little as the two hurriedly made their way out of the bar.

“Oh. My. Gods” Mattilda mumbled, snickering under her breath “oh my gods…” she repeated, “...sorry…” Cicero looked down at his pointy shoes “Cicero ment not to embarrass you fair Mattilda”, Mattilda burst out into a chores of laughter. Honks, snorts and wheezes made up her loud bellowing cackle “oh my gods, that was so fucking funny” she wheezed “you just screaming WE DID’NT DO ANYTHING! From out of nowhere…” she gave a snort of embarrassed but mirthful laughter “oh by gods I’ve never seen something so funny”.

“You are not mad at Cicero?”, “hmm? Oh no” she chuckled “it’s embarrassing but it’s also really damn funny” she laughed “I’am not mad” she assured him.

They arrived at the stables and retrieved the cart containing the coffin of Cicero’s mother, it was larger than a normal coffin and kinda freaked Mattilda out with how large and heavy it was “just how is he gonna get that thing into a crypt?” she pondered.

They passed though Riverwood, stopping only to refill their waterskins and for Cicero to pick up some alchemy ingredients. 

“Hmm what did you get?” She asked him as they rode along the cobbled mountain road, “oh just some troll fat, pine resin, beeswax, juniper oil and some aloe vera leaves” he shrugged, Mattilda blinked “I don’t know any potions you could make with those”, Cicero hummed and hawed “well…um…”. 

“Although by the ingredients you listed your making some kind of skin ointment, my mother worked as a priestess of Arkay and from the sound of it, it’s nearly identical to a recipe for burial oils” Mattilda turned to him “funny thing, my mother use to make and sell the ointment as a beauty product, she’d mix in different fragrances and scents and colors”, Cicero grinned awkwardly “oh yes that’s what Cicero dose too, he makes ointments and perfumes to make extra gold when not performing” he chuckled.

“Oh, would you like some of my mother’s recipes? She’d probably want somebody who’d enjoy making beauty products having them, I never really could get into making them myself after she…” she trailed off, Cicero looked away but then comfortingly put a hand to her shoulder “sure, Cicero would love them”.

They got about halfway to Falkreath when it became too dark and foggy to see and thus too dangerous to travel through the mountains, they found a nice safe spot a little ways away from the road and made camp.

Cicero pitched up the tents while Mattilda made dinner, after camp was made they both settled down for a nice meal under the stars.

Mattilda got out a large cook pot full of fresh water and broke a few chunks of her instant dried broth mix into it, her mother called it something funny bouillon was it? It was part chicken and part beef. 

She then diced up garlic and onions with her dagger and added them to a separate skillet to be sauted with a smidgen of butter she had saved in a jar, after caramelizing the garlic onions she added them to the bubbling broth. 

To the remnants of butter she added a small amount of flour and a few mugfulls of broth to create a slurry of sorts to thicken the soup, a roux is what her mother called it.

Next she roughly chopped up a few carrots, she then added a nirnroot finely minced, a few strips of dried horker jerky, added a splash of Blackbrier mead for its darker taste and added her special ingredient, a few shreds of cheese. To top off the soup she added a few dashes of salt and pepper.

“Food’s done!” she happily turned to Cicero who was feeding his horse a few apples, “OOH smells good, what did you make?” he pondered as he skipped towards her, “potage le magnifique” she replied as she handed him a bowl.

He took a bite and his eyes bulged “WOW!” he gasped “this is amazing!” he turned to her with a curious gleam in his big hazel-amber eyes “where did you learn to cook like that?”, “my mother” she said bittersweetly “she had a way with cooking that I dare say rivals The Gourmet themselves”.

They turned in for the night and tucked into their tents, Mattilda taking first watch…

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#skyrim cicero #skyrim #au #fanfic #cicero x female oc #cicero #2 dovahkiins #2 dragonborns #mixed race dragonborn #skyrim fanfiction #skyrim oc #half elf oc

[juyeonszn]

WIPS !

HELLOOOO like my other blog, i decided to include a wip list bc i have a lot of things i’ve been working on!! <3

FORMULA OF LOVE

pairing ୧ eric sohn x f!reader (smau)

genres ୧ fluff, slice of life, some angst, crack

summary ୧ your friends always poked fun of your rivalry with eric sohn despite never really holding a substantial conversation with him. unfortunately for you, the two of you happened to take the same biology class for the summer semester. your other problem? he really needs to pass the class and you’re the only one who can tutor him.

featuring ୧ the rest of tbz, yeonjun from txt, yunjin from le sserafim, ningning from aespa + other idol appearances

LOVE ME LIKE THIS!

pairing ୧ lee sangyeon x f!reader (smau)

genres ୧ fluff, angst?, crack, slice of life

summary ୧ you’ve had the biggest crush on lee sangyeon for as long as you can remember. finally, you’ve gathered the courage to tell him how you feel— only for it to go horribly wrong. but somehow, someway the stars align and your failed confession becomes the best mistake you’ve ever made.

featuring ୧ the rest of tbz, taeil + doyoung + ten from nct, wendy from red velvet, jun and hoshi from seventeen + jeongyeon and momo from twice

WHEN IN ROME

pairing ୧ lee sangyeon x f!reader (fic)

୧ estimated wc: 5-7k ~ currently: 1k

genres ୧ fluff, angst????, crack

summary ୧ being selected as the maid of honor for your best friend’s wedding in italy is exciting, if you ignore the fact that you’re single and lonely. mix in some self pitying and a few too many drinks on the 12 hour flight over there plus knocking out on your handsome seatmate and you’re all good to go! however, the universe does not take kindly to you winning, so you soon learn that said handsome seatmate is actually the best man and now you need to do everything in your power to get away from him.

warnings ୧ um none yet bc i’m only like 1/5 done

CRAZY STUPID LOVE

pairing ୧ kim sunwoo x f!reader (smau)

genres ୧ fluff, crack, slice of life

summary ୧ being the manager of the baby/kids department of a retail store has its ups and downs, one of those ups being the cute young dad who comes in almost every day with his daughter. which is funny considering the fact that you’re the reason why he does it.

featuring ୧ sangyeon, younghoon, hyunjae, juyeon, kevin, haknyeon, and eric from tbz, hyunjin and felix from skz, yeji and lia from itzy, nayeon from twice + mentions of other idols

COLLISION

pairing ୧ lee hyunjae x f!reader (fic)

୧ estimated wc: 10-15k maybe more ~ currently: 700

genres ୧ fluff, angst, smut? maybe?

summary ୧ after nearly dying from a terminal illness, you awake in the hospital following a life saving heart transplant surgery. the first thing you notice is a young man outside of your room crying and very visibly upset about something. wondering who he is and why you feel so connected to him, you ask your nurse. she explains that he’s grieving the death of his girlfriend who passed away in a car accident— and her heart is the one you received.

HOME RUN

pairing ୧ eric sohn x f!reader (fic)

୧ estimated wc: around 10k-ish? ~ currently: 1k

genres ୧ fluff, crack, maybe some angst (i just wanted an excuse to write a silly little fic with my silly guy)

summary ୧ the one time your friend manages to convince you to go to a baseball game happens to also be the first time you meet eric sohn, though under… unfortunate… circumstances.

SLOW DOWN

pairing ୧ kim sunwoo x f!reader (fic)

୧ estimated wc: 10k-15k-ish ~ currently: 700

genres ୧ angst-ish, smut, other things idk how to describe

summary ୧ the semester is drawing to a close and you still have no idea what your final project for your photography course is gonna be. the topic is stepping out of your comfort zone, but that’s the only thing you’ve never done. when your brother invites you to one of his races, you discover that there’s a whole world of exhilaration just beyond your limits. both literally and figuratively.

TASTE OF LOVE

pairing ୧ ju haknyeon x f!reader (smau)

genres ୧ fluff, crack, slice of life

summary ୧ when changmin got him a job at the coffee shop his friends worked at, haknyeon wasn’t sure what to expect, he just knew falling in love with his manager certainly wasn’t on that list. you falling in love with him also wasn’t a possibility either, but here we are.

featuring ୧ the rest of tbz, joy + yeri from red velvet, mark from nct, yunho from ateez + other idol appearances

PLANNING !

ok these are things i have the ideas for, but just haven’t actually started working on. eventually they will be moved up to the wip list, but for now they are just in the planning stage

KIND OF LOVE

pairing ୧ choi chanhee x f!reader (smau)

summary ୧ you and chanhee have been camp counselors at camp cedar creek for years now. you’ve always been competitive, putting your groups up against each other in challenges much like you used to when you were younger. you both confused this competitiveness for hatred, so what are you supposed to do when it’s your last summer as counselors and all these unresolved feelings surface?

GOOD AT LOVE

pairing ୧ lee sangyeon x f!reader

summary ୧ coming from a wealthy family should be a blessing, a fortune not everyone has. but your family is insufferable and doesn’t let you forget it. as the holidays creep up on you, so does their insistence that you finally bring around this new boyfriend of yours. the only issue is that you broke up months ago and now you’re left with a difficult decision; who will fill in the role?

PIECES OF LOVE

pairing ୧ lee hyunjae x f!reader

summary ୧ you’ve been best friends with hyunjae all throughout university, sticking through thick and thin together. but now you’re ready to settle down and you want him to set you up with some of his single friends. but for some reason, each date ended worse than the last. the cause of that? hyunjae’s massive crush on you. (part of the taste of love cinematic universe)

READY TO LOVE

pairing ୧ kim younghoon x f!reader

summary ୧ younghoon has been in love with you since what feels like the dawn of time. he’s watched you fall for the wrong guys over and over again, too much of a coward to do anything about it. but uni graduation is approaching and he’s finally ready to let you know. he just hopes you feel the same.

ALL MY LOVE

pairing ୧ jacob bae x f!reader

summary ୧ to put it simply, you like to keep your circle close. as a dog walker, it was kind of hard for anything to capture your attention if it didn’t bark and have fur. however, your new client and his cute dog just might change that.

BABY BLUE LOVE

pairing ୧ kevin moon x f!reader

summary ୧ isn’t it kind of meta for a series about tumblr mutuals falling in love to be posted on tumblr?

© juyeonszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

#wips #work in progress #tbz #the boyz #juyeonszn

[straykidsworldwild]

DUSKWOOD

PhilxMC - Pregnant (part 3/4)

Plot : Phil and MC are going to the store to get stuff for the baby.

(I don't own the pictures. I only own the collage. Credits go to the owners.)

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~ 3 months later ~

- Hey, you're ready? I hear Phil asking me kindly before he places a kiss on top of my head.

Phil and I have grown closer ever since the day I had my ultrasound. Ever since we saw our baby for the first time. It really all started to grow more and more from there. The feelings for each other were here but with our baby on the way... It's different. I can't put words to explain how different it is, all I can say is that it is a good different.

We haven't moved together yet though. Phil still has his apartment and I still have mine. But he spends most of his nights here. With few exceptions... Whenever he closes the Aurora late... Or early in the morning, he goes back to his apartment to "not disturb my sleep", he says. I think it's a kind thought but I honestly sleep better when he is with me. I grew to be used to have him next to me at night.

- Yes, I'm just counting how much money I can put in the baby's stuff for now, I respond to my boyfriend as he takes a sit next to me. Phil and I have officialized our relationship about a month and a half ago. It surprised more than one person. Some even thought it was a prank or a bad joke that Phil made because he had me in his bed. And I think some still don't believe it. Sadly, I can't do anything about it...

I am staring at the little piece of paper before me and the calculator, hoping we can at least afford for the furniture this month. I just hope we can find the minimum and the essential for now... I pass my hand over my face, feeling tired and a little bit stressed. Phil gets his chair closer to me and places his arm on the back of the chair behind me.

- How much do you have? He asks with a calm voice, looking at the equations I did.

- I can put at the very maximum $600, I answer as I show him what I've done so far. I look up at my boyfriend's fair face, watching a lock of his hair falling free from his messy bun. Phil gently takes the pen from my hand and add a number under the $600.

- That's a start. I also counted and I can put $700 for now, he says as he puts the pen down and looks up at me. He did? When? Our eyes meet one another for a brief moment. His eyes are always so comforting and spreading so much love. I know Phil knows how to charm a girl, but I like to believe those emotions are just for me. Maybe I'm a fool... I can't help but to crack a smile. Phil smiles back before pushing softly my hair behind my shoulder.

- So we have a total of $1.300. That should be enough for now, I say with a positive tone. Despite having a few problems and a minimum of help, I still manage to keep it positive. We're doing this together after all.

- What do you want to look at first? He asks me gently as I feel him playing with the tips of my hair. I smile as I let a small sigh out. There's so much we need to look for...

- Well, I thought we could look for the crib first and for a baby car seat. Oh, and a few clothes, a plush and maybe a pacifier. I think that's what we should look for at first. The next three months, we can buy supplies time to time to finish everything, I answer with the same sweet tone he used as I softly rub my belly. I'm 6 months pregnant now, we really need to start buying the stuff we need. We still don’t know the gender of the baby though. We’ll know it only next week. But I don’t need to know the gender to buy a crib or a car seat. I watch my boyfriend nodding his head up and down as he smiles charmingly. Phil leans in and kisses my cheek sweetly before stealing a tender kiss.

- Let's go? He whispers after pulling away from the kiss. I nod and let Phil help me stand up from the chair. I could have done it by myself, but Phil has been extremely caring and careful with me.

On our way to the store, Phil is driving his car. I am sitting on the passenger seat, listening to the radio and having small talk with Jessi's brother. Jessi... She's been so excited ever since she learned about the pregnancy and even more since we decided to keep the baby and to start a real relationship. Jessi has insisted to give us money to help us financially. I didn't want to accept her money as I think it is Phil and I's matter. But she wouldn't stop insisting, so I told her I will accept the money only to give it for the baby later.

Anyway... Arriving at the store, Phil parks his car. He turns off the engine and steps out fast. I take off my seat belt and start to step out of the car as well when I feel a hand helping me. I smile at Phil as he is holding onto my arm. I let him close the car door for me before we walk up to the store. His hand discretely snakes to mine, interlocking our fingers with a rather firm grip. His thumb is softly rubbing the back of my hand as we step inside the store. Okay, first thing first, the crib...

Phil and I walk up to the crib section and look at all of the furniture they are offering. There's really every style. Some look huge, some are small, high cribs, low cribs... Some look very beautiful though. I could really see it in the baby's bedroom. But the price is way much more than what we can afford.

- They're all so adorable. Look! That one's so cute! I exclaim to Phil as I approach a crib where the head of the bed has the form of a cloud. Phil releases my hand as I approached the furniture to show it to him. My boyfriend smiles amused.

- Isn't it a bit high for you, Gorgeous? You'll need a step to get our baby, he says with that amused smile all while being serious. It's true, it's a bit too high for me. I stare at Phil with a smile, surprised by his words. I've never really heard him say "our baby" before. He did, but not so confidently. And I'm still surprised in how much he invests himself into this. I mean, not that I doubt Phil, but we're talking about a baby... What? He asks me, looking a bit confused. I snap out of my thoughts and look down, shyly.

- No, it's just... You said "our baby", I whisper with a happy tone. It just sounds so right to my ears. Once again, Phil smiles as me as he comes closer. He takes my hand back into his while pushing a lock of my hair behind my ear. He makes me blush... I can feel the heat on my cheek... Flustered, I bite my lower lip and clear my throat as I look at the cribs surrounding us. So, can we not take a white bed. It's too... I suddenly tell him, my eyes daring to meet his gorgeous ones.

- Yeah, I agree, he tells me, nodding positively as he seems to know what I meant. The two of us continue looking around for the perfect crib when Phil gently pulls me with him. Look at this one. It's not white, there's the bed for the baby, a space to change him or her, some drawers to put the stuff. And it's not too expensive, he tells me as he checks the crib he just saw. I approach it and check it as well. It's not too high either which is good. It looks rather stable.

- Yeah, and that way we won't have to buy an extra furniture which we probably won't be able to, I state while looking alternately at the crib and Phil with a happy smile. I'm actually impressed by how Phil is investing himself in this. I mean... I didn't think buying stuff for the baby would have been something he likes... I take the reference to compare it with other beds later. The two of us keep looking a little more at the cribs but we constantly go back to the one we found earlier. It's fits in our budget and it's the best one we've seen. I guess we found our bed so... $-400 which leaves us $900, I tell Phil, scratching the word "crib" out of my list. I smile and look up at my boyfriend.

- Okay, so far so good, he responds with a kind smile, looking just as happy as I am.

- We should look for the baby car seat, what do you think? I suggest him, replacing my smile by a confused frown.

- Yeah, let's go, he agrees before putting his arm around my shoulders. I feel protected and so well with Phil. Honestly, at first, I have to admit I didn't know if being together and keeping the baby was right. I had my doubts... But seeing how protective, careful, and caring Phil is, I couldn't help but to change my mind about him. He changed... He really did. In a good way.

There weren't many car seats in the store. Not as much as the cribs at least. But we still managed to find one that seemed safe and strong. Alright, so $-140, it means we have $760 left. We're doing pretty well to say we don't ask anyone for help and the both of us are new to this. I'm pretty sure we'll actually still have money left for next time we'll want to purchase something for the baby.

- Okay, we have the crib and the car seat. I think we got the most important for now, I inform Phil as I let a small sigh out, relieved to have at least those stuff. Those were really the first things I wanted. I don't want to look for it later because, knowing myself, I already know I'll feel in a rush, and I wasn't going to welcome my baby into a bad environment. We need to be fully prepared.

- What do you want to do now, Gorgeous? He asks me gently as I see him giving a look at the list in my hands. Do you want us to go back home and get some food on our way? Or you'd like to look for something else while we're still here? He questions with the same gentle tone.

- Well, I would like to go get a few stuff for the baby. Just to have at least one or two pyjamas first and maybe a pacifier. And then one of us, or together, we could come back to get more when we'll have our pay next month, I suggest to my boyfriend as I fold the paper and put it in my bag. I won't need it anymore for today.

- Sounds good, he says before grabbing my hand and interlocking our fingers together, one more time. The man takes a step forward and places a kiss on my forehead before turning around and pulling me softly along with him. Clothe section. Awnhhh, those pajamas are so adorable!! I look at the pajamas which seems to be mainly for girls in this section. But I think it is right. I don't know why but I'm pretty sure we're having a girl. I can feel it. Girl section?

- Yep, I say as I unfold a pajama to look at it better.

- What if its a boy? He asks me with a smirk. You can't make him wear a pink pajama, I smile to his reply and give an amused look at Phil.

- It's a girl. Trust me. Woman/mommy instinct, I tell him playfully, yet, with a point of seriousness. Phil laughs amused before putting both his hands up in surrender. I smile and continue looking at the baby clothes. I can feel Phil's eyes staring at each of my moves. I glance time to time at the boy, unable to stop myself from smiling. This really makes me happy!

- Phil? I suddenly hear a woman calling for him. Oh... I keep my head down and just mind my business while he turned around to look at who was calling for him.

- Andy? He calls the girl back. He sounds surprised to see her here...

- What are you doing in a baby store? She asks him, sounding confused. I discretely look up and see her frowning a bit confused before a smirk appears on her face. She looks so fake... Lost my number? Want us to have a little time together like before? She asks as she places her hand on his chest. Wow, back off!!

- No, I didn't lost your number. I deleted it, he answers so calmly as he rejected her hand from his chest. Suddenly, the girl stars giggling and insists, putting her hand back on his chest. She's going to eat one of those pajamas by her bum hole if she doesn't leave him... Hormones, not good.

- Very funny! She says through her idiotic giggling. Seriously, what are you doing here? She asks him a second time as she seems to get even closer to Phil. He is not going to step back?

- I'm going to be a father, Andy, he responds seriously to the girl as he rejects her hand harshly and make her step back from him. How can he keep his cool like this?! Despite feeling upset at the moment, I can’t help but to smile a bit when I heard him saying “father”. And I completely stopped looking at the stuff I wanted to look at for the baby...

- What tells you it was an accident? He suddenly answers. Oh... Maybe I am in a healthy relationship and my partner and I wanted to create our own family, he says to the girl, speaking as if this was the most common thing he would have said. But everyone knows Phil isn't like that... He would have never said those words before... Not even while being drunk.

- Right, she replies, clearly not believing him. Phil, seriously? I'm not buying this bullshit. You're not the kind of man who wants to be in a healthy relationship and who wants to be the perfect father. You like running after women and have them in your bed every night, she states seriously, reminding the past he used to have. Have them in his bed... It's been long since I heard someone say that..

- I've changed... He begins to say.

- Yeah, no, people don't change this much... She interrupts him, clearly not buying his words and not wanting to believe them for a second. I watch the girl shaking her head left to right before she chews her lower lip. Oh come on! I grab the first pajama I was looking at and go stand next to my boyfriend.

- Believe what you want, he tells her, clearly not giving a damn about what she says or thinks.

- Excuse me? She questions, looking at him like she's doubting his words. Though, at the sight of his eyes, she slowly seems to realize that he was actually not joking. And who's the woman you accidentally got pregnant? She continues to ask him. Accidentally... I know that me being pregnant with Phil's baby was an accident, but hearing someone saying it like this... It feels different. It hurts. It hurts because that's nothing that Phil or I planned and I know things could have gone differently in many ways...

- Okay, I found everything we needed so far, I say, not sounding very pleased.

- Okay, let's go, he tells me as he grabs my hand. The moment I came up to him, Phil just completely ignored the girl and smiled at me. Andy looks down at our hands before she frowns upset.

- MC? I hear Andy calling me. I stop and look at her.

- Yes? I answer, arcing one eyebrow in confusion.

- MC LN is the girl you knocked up? She asks Phil with an upset tone, actually completely ignoring me. Great... What a mature reaction...

- Hello, I'm right in front of you, I say with sarcasm. Andy looks at me with such an unpleased look. And maybe a disgust one...

- I don't care, she spats at my face before looking at Phil with disgust. And I'm sorry for you. You're ruining your life twice more than I thought, she tells him which made me frown with sadness. I can't help but to feel a pinch on my heart. Am I ruining his life? Is that really what people think when they see us together?

- Okay, enough! We came here to do our business, if you're not happy, it doesn't matter. It is what it is... Tells, Phil, starting to raise his voice a bit as he speaks with a a harsh tone. Honestly, I've rarely seen Phil angry before. I did see him that way once or twice at the Aurora when people were provokating him or when someone would not respect the rules in his bar. I even saw him fight with a client that was too close to me once... But that's it. I grab his arm and try to make him calm down.

- Phil... I call him softly as I notice a few pairs of eyes looking at the scene.

- I told you, I've changed. We're having a baby. So I'm not going to let you disrespect MC and my child just because it doesn't please you or because I didn't choose you. Now, we'd like to pay for these, should we address to you or should we find another person? He tells her with the same harsh tone as before while giving her the darkest glare ever. Honestly, if I was her, I would feel so intimidated... The darkness in his eyes looks so dangerous. Andy stares at him with surprise because of the way he spoke to her. However, the surprise didn’t stay long on her face.

- You're a loser, Phil, she tells him before taking the pajama from my hand and going to the checkout.

- Yes, glad to know, he replies as he takes the money out to pay the pajama. She scans the code and gives us the price. Phil gives him the money and asks her to make an order for the crib we saw and the car seat so we can come pick them up later in the week. Reluctantly, Andy takes note of the order we made and gave us a receipt with the number of the order. Phil takes it before grabbing my hand and pulling me gently along with him to leave the store.

That was... Intense. Weird. Upsetting. Awkward. Ugh! I know I'm going to have to face few women that Phil got in his bed, but it always feels like a challenge whenever the moment comes. When I stepped out from the store, it’s like I could breath again. I felt like I was keeping my breathing for so long... 

- You didn't have to... I say to my boyfriend as we reach his car.

- Yes, I did, he responds, sounding upset.

- Phil... I call him calmly. The man faces me as he opens the car door for me. But I don't go in. I just stare at him instead, showing him that I want to talk. Phil lets a small sigh out before taking my hand in his to squeeze it.

- MC, you and I started an adventure together. We agreed, the both of us, to keep this baby. I'm happy with you and I love you, just like I love this baby already. I'm doing everything to change and to prove you that I am going to be here for you both all the time. Protecting you and defending you is part of this change, he says with such a protective and serious tone mixed with love in his voice. I can't stop staring at him. I know he changed. I know he wants to do well because of how his father was with him. He doesn't want to make the same mistakes. But I know he won't. He keeps proving it to me. Today, one more time.

- Thank you, I whisper sincerely as I crack a smile at him. My boyfriend seems to relax as he smiles back at me. Delicately, Phil places two fingers under my chin and brings his face closer to mine as he gently lifts my head. His lips connect with mine, tenderly kissing me. We pull away, still having that smile on our face.

- Let's go home, Gorgeous, he says as he holds the door for me. I get in before he carefully closes the door. Phil gets on the driver's seat and drives us home.

Back home, the only thing I wanted to do was to relax. I just wanted to lay down and think about nothing. Try at least... On our way home, the sky has started to become dark. The sun left, replaced by dark clouds and the rain falling hard. I guess we're having a storm tonight...

I enter the bathroom and start running some water in the bathtub. It’s been a while since I took a warm bath. I usually take a shower to not use too much water. But a bath is sometimes what I need to relax completely.

Sitting in the bathtub, I let the water get higher slowly as the foam is surrounding me. I love the smell that comes from the foam. It always reminds me my childhood somehow. I play with the bubbles, popping them one by one or making some shapes with it. I somehow find it relaxing. And I guess I never stopped doing that ever since I was a child... But what really relaxes me is certainly the pair of hands massaging me.

Right behind me, Phil is sitting in the bathtub, giving me a massage on my back and shoulders. I can feel his lips kissing the back of my neck time to time, making me giggle. His hands give one last squeeze on my shoulders before they slide down my back and come to cover my belly.

- Lay back, he whispers in my ear as he gently pulls me with him. I let him lay me down until my back rests on his chest. I can feel his thumbs softly rubbing my belly. Sometimes, Phil draws some shapes or words on it, tickling me.

- I love you, Phil, I whisper lovingly at him as I cover his right hand with some foam.

- I love you, too, MC. I love you so much, he whispers with the same loving tone before planting a kiss on the back of my head and resting his cheek against it.

For a good half an hour, we stay in the bathtub together, enjoying this moment together. I have to admit, even though it was really relaxing to be in the warm water and to have that back massage, I couldn’t stop thinking about what that Andy girl said about Phil’s life and how I ruin it. I know he has proven to me so many times that he is working hard to change. He said it. He proved it to me. But still... I’m... I guess I’m scared to lose what I've been living those past few months with Phil. He makes me feel safe, loved, and protected. I’m scared to lose that one day...

I am in the living room, I'm scrolling on my phone to change my mind when I suddenly felt the tears coming up. Hormones... I hate it. Why does it always happen when I over think or when the situation involves to much emotions...? I log off my phone and get up from the sofa to go find Phil. I need to ask him... Again. I need to be sure.

I enter the kitchen, finding Phil smoking by the window. Ever since he learned about the pregnancy, Phil has always been careful to always smoke in a room where I am not standing. He is always either by the window or outside, but he insisted on not smoking in the house and especially not while I am in the same room at him. Another thing that proves me he changed...

- So, pretend that I don't have tears rolling down right now because those are actually hormones but, do you really not miss the life you had before? I ask him with a shaky voice as I look at him and the wall alternately. Phil turned around to look at me when he heard the sound of my voice. He looks a bit stunt, seeming surprised of my sudden question and the tears. I can’t maintain the look with his eyes. I can’t stare at him. Phil smashes his cigarette and closes the window. I'm just asking because that girl at the store wasn't all wrong and I know you did a lot to change and I'm really happy and proud of you for changing this much but I think she might have a point and I can't stop thinking about it and worrying that you're not happy and maybe I'm actually keeping you from living the life you always wanted and then I keep saying to myself that it is not be true but what if you... I tell him absolutely every single thought that comes up to my mind in one single breath. I'm just sharing my fear of losing him... and I think Phil saw it. My boyfriend comes up to me and takes my hands in his, stopping me from talking.

- It's alright, breathe, Gorgeous. I don't remember when was the last time you breathe in between all of those words, he says with a chuckle as he stares at me. I nod and look away as I feel new tears streaming down my face. Phil releases one of my hands and gently wipes my tears away. The life I had before is very different from the one I have now, but it doesn't mean I don't like it. Before, I enjoyed my life as a... How did you call me? A womanizer? Yeah, he tells me gently, slightly mocking me with the words I used to use against him. I hear him chuckle which makes me crack a faint smile. but the tears are stronger. Phil continues to wipe my tears off every time one falls down. I was this womanizer loving to flirt with women to then have them in my bed. I wanted nothing less or more from them. Today, I am someone else thanks to you. I have the chance to have a family, to share my child with you, and to just live a life with you. Something I secretly always wanted to be honest. You're giving me more than anyone has ever gave me and I love you more every day for that, he admits with a serious tone before forcing me to look up into his eyes. More tears spill down my face, but they rapidly disappear as Phil wipes them away. He always wanted to be with me in the first place...? I didn't know that... Why never saying it before? So no, I don't regret my old life and no, I don't want to go back to it. I want to stay with you two. Forever. So don't worry, okay? He tells me sincerely, caressing my cheek with his thumb. He does...? I don’t reply to his words. I don't know what to say. Well, I have hundreds of words running in my mind but it's like I don't know how to formulate what I want to tell him. Instead of speaking, I hug Phil, snaking my arms around his back. Phil hugs me back instantly, running his hand up and down my back. You know what? I think we should get some fries and nuggets tonight, he tells me with a suggestive tone. I smile through my last tears as I remember it is the first "meal" we shared together.

- And ice cream with vanilla flavor. Or mango. Or lemon. Or maybe vanilla and caramel, I say, adding some food to the list. Phil chuckles before he pulls away from me.

- I'll try to remember all of them, Gorgeous, he says with an amused smile. He wipes the last tears off my cheks one more time before I get on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. Well... That's what I thought I was going to do. Phil turns his head and captures my lips with his, tenderly and passionately kissing them. Our lips move in synch as we share our love for each other. He's really the one for me... I feel it.

- You'll be a good father, Phil, I tell him with a sincere tone after pulling away from the kiss.

- You think? He asks me, sounding unsure about himself. I nod positively. I think you'll be an amazing mom, Gorgeous. He or she will love you so much, he says as he looks down at my belly. Phil places carefully his hand over my stomach, smiling happily. I smile as well as I cover his hand with mine. I hope he’s right... I’m scared to not be a good enough mother for my baby. I guess we’ll discover if we were meant to be parents once this baby will be here. We’ll do everything we can to make our baby happy and for it to grow in a heathly environment. We love it already too much. What will it be once it’ll be born? I can't wait to meet you baby.

#multifandom #duskwood #duskwood game #duskwood jake #duskwood jessy #iamjake #duskwood phil #phil duskwood #phil hawkins #duskwood dan #phil x mc #philhawkinsxmc #duskwood hacker #jake duskwood #duskwood everbyte #everbyte studios #duskwood thomas #duskwood hannah

[radioromantic-moved]

drabblecember: falling asleep somewhere that isn't the bed

finally had time to write and of course bernie had to be the first one with a fic. she deserves it. i know a drabble is supposed to be like. a couple hundred words but this is over 700 unfortunately </3 when the words flow they flow. (prompts list!)

summary: bernie and antigone the night of the ball (which apparently doesn't have a name? the‏‏‎ ‎white‏‏‎ ‎heron‏‏‎ ‎cup is just the associated event?)

There’s a knock at Bernadetta’s door. She startles, heartbeat speeding up. Oh, Goddess, I thought everyone was still at the ball! What if someone noticed I left early and I’m going to get in trouble? What if they think I’m not participating enough in Academy culture and I get expelled? I really really really don’t want to go home--

“Hey, Bernie. It’s just me. Sorry if I scared you.”

Her heart calms a little. It’s just Antigone. Reliable, kind, funny, admittedly-still-a-little-scary Antigone. She’s not getting expelled. (Tonight.)

“You doing okay?”

“I’m alright,” she manages to squeak out. “Just, you know…I--I’m really not good at these sorts of things, and there were just so many people and everything was so loud and it’s just so much calmer in here. S--sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize. As long as you’re comfortable in there. If you wanted to come back to the party, I could save a dance for you, but if you need to take the rest of the evening to yourself, I’ll leave you alone.”

“Um. Y--you could come in, if you wanted?”

Antigone doesn’t say anything back right away, and Bernie panics. Oh, she’s really messed everything up this time, that was such a weird thing to say, why is she so weird all the time what is WRONG with her!

“I’d be happy to, as long as you’re okay with that.”

“Oh! Oh, um--okay, let me just unlock the door--”

She fumbles with her locks (she managed to get two extras installed) until the door swings open. Antigone steps inside and sits cross-legged on the floor. 

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather be at the ball? You looked like you were having fun,” she says, sitting down next to them. It makes her nervous to look down to make eye contact with someone, but it also makes her nervous to look up to make eye contact with someone so in a perfect world she would just be the same height as everyone.

“I was! For a while there it was really nice! But after a few hours I just get kind of…all burned out on that stuff. Like you said. Too many people, too loud, all that. I was going to head home for the night, but I saw you had left and I wanted to make sure you were feeling okay.”

“I…I didn’t know stuff like that happened to you,” Bernie says slowly. “You always seem so…cool. And put together and exciting! You seem like you’d be the life of the party.”

An image rises quickly into her mind of Dorothea laughing at a joke Antigone told earlier in the evening and kissing their cheek. It makes her chest tighten uncomfortably, and she tries to ignore it. 

Antigone laughs a bit. “I know, right? You’d think! But the thing is…I like dancing, and getting dressed up fancy and all, but after spending a lot of time surrounded by other people I always find myself wishing I was alone with a book or some new invention. It doesn’t mean I don’t like them, just means…I need my own space sometimes.”

“Huh,” Bernie says softly. 

She smiles.

Antigone runs their fingers through their hair. “Do you mind if I take off this suit jacket? I’ve got on underclothes and all that--this isn’t a proposition, I’d never proposition you--just didn’t realize I was sweaty until now and now the texture’s making me wanna gnaw off my arms.”

“T--that’s okay,” stammers Bernie, a little caught up on the very suggestion that anyone would proposition her.

Antigone slides their jacket off. “That’s better,” they sigh.

Their eyes flit to a book half-hidden under her bed. “Whoa, is that the first book in the Frost Diamond Chronicles? I didn’t know you read those!”

“I didn’t know you did!”

“Bernie, at this point I’ve practically worked my way through‏‏‎ ‎Garreg‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎Mach’s whole library. Ask me about any title and I will have an opinion.”

She takes them up on their offer. 

It’s nearly an hour later that the conversation slows, and then no more words are spoken at all as Antigone leans their head on Bernie’s shoulder. She tenses at the physical contact, but it’s only half out of fear and half out of a strong, terrible desire for human connection she didn’t realize was quite so extreme until just now. 

As gently as she can, she tugs a blanket down from her bed and wraps it around the both of them. Then, slowly, gently, every-so-slightly shakily, she rests her head on Antigone’s.

As the lantern burns out, the two students fall asleep.

#this is not intended to set up‏‏‎ ‎dorothea as a love rival #she is still very much good friends with‏‏‎ ‎bernie‏‏‎ ‎and‏‏‎ ‎antigone she's just also a little bit of a flirt #and doesn't know about the complex slow burn friends-to-lovers plot those guys have going on. #they are So Entirely Everything to me. #nyx makes something #self ship #self shipping #drabblecember

[yaffles-world]

Sleepy Time with Taka and Wawa

Like 700 words of headcanons lol

Well

Serizawa is a night owl, and so is Reigen but we try and stick to a reasonable ISH schedule you know 

I'm kind of a night owl like idk

Anyway, because Serizawa and I have that anxious, autistic glory, and Reigen has whatever the hell is wrong with him, bed time routines for sleepy are important 

From when we get home from work til when we go to bed, we're together - once seri has graduated school at least. Reigen and I are together, when he's not working back which he doesn't do often. So sometimes we do have nights alone but 99% of the time we end up in the same bed

If we're together we usually divy up the kitchen chores in some way, cooking, cleaning, etc

Either watch a show, a movie, play video games, sometimes I'll draw while they do their own thing etc, or read

Anyway when we actually go to bed

We all get into our pajamas and will go to the bathroom to brush our teeth

Then, especially if its later, we'll shuffle like one big lump of cuddle into the bed

Sometimes one of us will read to the others, sometimes we do our own thing, sometimes we just talk

Various cuddle positions 

All spooning each other in a row

One of us on our back and the other two tucked under each arm

Lying on top of eachother :3

One of us facing one way, the other two facing the one (typically seri cos long) with arms around the two 

Just. Sprawled. Everywhere. Unknown where one limb ends and another begins 

They are sprawled out sleepers, particularly Reigen 

He's like a cat he's the smallest but he fricken spreads his arms and legs out and takes up half the bed

I'm exclusively a side sleeper i must be on my side to sleep, this is a true fact about me

Serizawa prefers to be on his back but he can sleep on his side or whatever particularly if it makes for better cuddling

Serizawa sometimes uses Reigen or me as a weighted hehe

Reigen is so clingy its ridiculous 

This little bitch he has so many needs 

I love him

He's like… without inhibition in the middle of the night

So there's lots of clinging to me and seri and lots of like… love hehe

"Ren… play with my hair… Seri… come here and cuddle me…"

We don't sleep until he does lol

Which is fine cos he's out like a god damn light 

Like we'll all be talking and he'll fall asleep mid conversation or even mid sentence

Reigen's favorite sleeping position is sleeping with his stomach on the bed face down on the pillow like some sort of freak

God bless

He SNORES he SLEEP TALKS and he DROOLS

I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH 

Sleep talking is cute the drooling is fucking adorable if not kinda gross hehe  but the snoring its like taka shut up 

As soon as he starts snoring if he's too loud i wake him up

For a bit. Eventually we just get used to it. Serizawa likes the noise

Oh and also, night lights

We have a little light above the bed shaped like a crescent moon

Serizawa needs it pretty baby

Reigen needed one til he was 14 and he still prefers one so 

Serizawa also has nightmares :(

Which is about the only thing that will wake Reigen up 

He kinda freaks out a bit but it's mostly manageable 

Generally nowadays it just makes the lights flicker, maybe something floats a bit

We hold onto him and give him kisses which usually calms him down

Sometimes if Serizawa can't sleep he gets up to make some tea

If it's after a nightmare, Reigen's also awake usually so we all shuffle into the kitchen all hanging all over each other 

We'll cuddle and cling to him as we make the tea and speak softly 

Lots of kisses and softly spoken "I love you"s

If seri just can't sleep he'll get up on his own but I either haven't been sleeping either or get woken up so i join him

I think… thats all…

Sleepy kitchen dances :) Serizawa is a really great dancer and its so nice and quiet and UGH

Will probably update with more later :)

#reigen my babygirl #serizawa my perfect baby #romantic f/o #serirei #self ship #mp100 #serizawa #serizawa katsuya #reigen #reigen arataka #headcanons #mp100 headcanons

[coolcoelacanth]

i wrote a long diary entry basically about my cat findings and financial life so i will put under the read more if you are interested in the tea LOL

update on my cat again: luckily the gabapentin made her sedated enough so they could take the chest x-rays w/out having to fully sedate her. bad but expected news, she has patchy lung infiltrates in both lungs, and her bronchioles were opaque. this means there is definitely irritation/inflammation in her lungs. i was hoping it would just be a pulmonary issue, since the vet said her heart murmur sounded quieter while she was on the gabapentin (possibly indicating a stress murmur), but we did a proBNP test and the results were abnormal :/. it didn't say low-high which is kind of annoying (esp considering how much i'm paying...), but that means i have to do the echocardiogram now to finally see if there is something wrong w/ her heart/what it is. if there is something wrong w/ her heart, the coughing and the lung x-ray could indicate pulmonary edema (fluid in the lungs due to all the blood in the left ventricle not being expelled to the body, causing regurgitation into the lungs).

i am praying that the echo is normal and she simply has like bronchitis from allergies, or asthma or something with a better prognosis than a heart condition. i'm also going to be 1.2k in the hole after all this testing, but i'm already in a massive amount of debt from going to pharmacy school so i figured why the fuck not who cares lmao just tack it on. plus it's better to figure it out now than to wait until she's in terrible condition and on her deathbed. and i will have some sort of salary after this final year of pharmacy school, so i don't have to make it too much longer. (either a salary from doing a residency or if i'm desperate, signing onto walgreens or some shit and hating my life). but i also have to pay a ridiculous amount of money to even take the naplex (pharmacy board exam basically), and i have to pay to take the MPJE (NYS law exam for pharmacists). i'm pretty sure the total will be like $700, and. that's if i pass the first time....and my tuition is crazy high, and the last year i'm literally not even in the classroom bc we just do straight rotations onsite for the last year WHICH WE ARE NOT PAID FOR.

i'm tired of getting boned economically by my stupid ass school. i'm not so upset about the vet bills tbh, for some reason i literally don't care. i have enough savings (although most of them are from my graduate plus loan to pay form my rent LOL RIP) and i can always TAKE OUT ANOTHER LOAN if i need more money for rent or something, so i at least i'm fortunate enough to have that option. i am just so ready to be free from all this bullshit and have an actual goddamn income. i'm going to treat mirabel anyway, but now i'm worried how much treatment is going to cost, i only had my mind on the tests we had to do. and i really really really hope it's something curable/manageable and NOT a congenital heart disease. or if it is heart disease, it's not severe. i did have hope from the chest x-ray, b/c the vet said that her heart did not appear abnormally large or shaped, and i read that a positive proBNP test can also indicate other stressors like bronchitis so it's not a guarantee that it's her heart.

also it's literally just my luck that i pick out the congenitally sick cat from the shelter. i love her and she's my bff at this point, but it's like yeah that's about right for my track record. they didn't even mention a heart murmur on her vet notes from the shelter, which i'm confused about. did they just not write it down, or did they straight up not hear anything? b/c the vet said it was grade 3/4 which means its pretty goddamn loud. i'm like, did i get lowkey scammed by the shelter? i mean i love mirabel, but idk seems a little shady to me. but i am at least glad that i chose a good paying career so this is all (hopefully) a temporary issue, which a lot of people do not have that saving grace.

sorry i literally just wrote like a diary entry i did not plan on writing this much LMAO. if you actually read this, bless you. if you didn't, that's okay i'm fine w this being my echo chamber.

#personal #sorry for the essay

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In sound mind voice actors

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[hardlicorex]

09/23/22

OK. Boss was like you got a really great check coming Friday- Friday comes - paycheck not so great - still under 1k -_- I've done better J... Anyway, I had 3 - literally 3 advances 2 100 and 1 60 dollar advances so that drops my 972 dollar check down to 700 immediately - I was counting on a 1200 dollar one but apparently I didn't do as well as I expected -_- I'm done taking these advances - D isn't getting any money this check. He'll be fine - I am NOT doing a big grocery order this time either. We can both stand to lose a good 10 pounds so I'll get food day to day. I need clothes bad so I'm going to see about going thrifting. I absolutely have to get a side gig going ASAP - I have to before the end of the month I think which I'm already exhausted after a shift at my first job already :/ I still haven't started reading or studying and haven't picked up dancing or martial arts or rock climbing yet - nope. Nothing - not even pottery - because I'm broke AF. I have so many things I need to get and it's just looking a bit dismal. Plus on top of it the cat has fleas and I am bit the fuck up and also I need a facial and my hair fixed and so much done to improve my appearance. All that being said, I did get accepted to ASU - so that is epic. I actually have an opportunity to go back to school - the only thing scaring me is the cost factor - I have enough financial aid for maybe 1.5 years - but not a full 3 to complete the program. I definitely have to fix a lot of things in that first year to ensure I can actually complete the program - best option seems to be working at starbucks part time to cover it - which I'm already a barista so maybe that isn't as bad as it sounds - it's just the hours are going to be long but at the same time - there is a lot of time in the day and once I get used to it - it might not be so bad. If I could manage to increase my pay another 2k a month - up to 3500 to 4000 a month - that would be extremely helpful for a better standard of living. Anyway I absolutely have to start a hobby this paycheck and I'm nervous but excited to do something new. I am happy I can start school in 3 months - so I need to start prepping now. Books are going to cost a lot and like I said I definitely need to consider my options to help pay for it as well as getting a car soon. I weigh 112.8 this morning. I keep getting mixed reviews on my looks -_- sometimes I'm told I look 19 other times I'm told I look my age --- SOOO yeah. I definitely would like to lean towards the 19 but I'm a little paranoid since I AM going to be 30 in 7 months - which I had plans to completely reinvent myself BEFORE turning 30 flirty and thriving :D I wanted to be established overall - also I connected with an old English prof a few days ago and it's made me want to try writing again as well. I gave up poetry and short stories and I really used to be good at that - I wish D could have seen when I first started college and how epic I was lol I don't even feel like I have that in me anymore - but I haven't tried anything in such a long time - I just exist day to day - I watch way too much television and focus too much on simple pleasures like eating and what not. I don't like alcohol - I am essentially sober aside from the occasional drink every 2 weeks or more. I don't even drink THAT much. But yeah I'm missing out in more ways than one with this existence - I need to start traveling too - I'm missing out :/

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[squeamishdionysus]

Cuddles

pairing: Five x Reader

TW: none to note

summary: you go above and beyond trying to help Five get some sleep.

Notes: this is actually a one shot from my old Tumblr that i remastered after finding it deep, deep in my docs. I'd try to write new things for ATLA and TUA, but the problem is my Netflix got stolen and that's mainly how i get my inspo so i genuinely have no idea when I'll be able to post again lol.

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Five had issues with sleeping: major issues with sleeping. He thought that at least some of them would clear up after the apocalypse was prevented, but that didn't seem to be the case.

His caffeine addiction certainly didn't help either.

Even though he very clearly aware of his problem, his siblings still made it their business to go out of their way to pester him about it every day.

Allison and Vanya tried to enforce strict dietary restraints on him to make sure he'd avoid anything that'd keep him up, but it never took Five very long to find loopholes in them.

Luther would ask him about his sleep schedule constantly and offered to take him to a mattress store to pick out a new bed every morning.

Diego made it his business to simply tease Five about it any chance he could, though it usually never went anywhere because Five would retort with an insult twice as efficient.

And then there was Klaus.

"You know, I know a dealer that specializes in selling sleep meds! I could hook you up in exchange for, like, twenty bucks."

None of them actually did something useful for him in his opinion, and he didn't think they ever would.

The only saving grace he had was you. You, despite being his partner, would never bring it up to him unless he did, and for that he was eternally grateful. It was nice that at least one person in his life wasn't constantly trying to be obnoxious.

Right now, you were in your room with Five, preparing everything for your first sleepover together. Five thought you guys were just going to watch movies and eat junk food. He couldn't have been more long.

You had blankets and pillows and all kinds of stuffed animals along with a body of what Five could only assume was some kind of sleeping remedy. You had also picked some crime documentaries to watch together, since those always seemed to put you both asleep whenever you'd watch them.

"honey, I love you, but I don't appreciate the babying," he commented with a sigh, sitting on the bed.

You chuckled, patting his head playfully.

"You've barely gotten any sleep in the past 6 months," you scolded. "Babying has unfortunately become a necessity."

You plopped down beside him and smiled. "Besides, I've already gone through a lot of trouble to make everything perfect for sleeping, so I don't want to hear any complaints about it!"

Five shook his head, smirking. "you know you don't have to do that."

"Actually, I do."

Five blinked and stared at you for a good moment. After about a minute, you waved a hand in front of his face.

"Falling asleep already?"

He shook his head and just smiled, letting out an intimate whisper.

"I love you, you know that right?"

Now it was your turn to stare, locking your eyes with him. A tense silence stretched on. Five was about to speak again when you silenced him with a quick peck to the lips.

"And I love you too."

"I know that."

"Do you now?"

~~~

That night, you found yourself with Five sitting in front of the TV in your room, watching one of the numerous true crime documentaries you had selected.

"the wife did it," Five said.

"How do you know?" you said smugly, looking up at him in disbelief.

"Well, not only is she the only one who hasn't had an interview, but the majority of murders on this show end with the spouse doing it. Actually, annually, about 700 marriages end in murder, so it's really no surprise."

"if we got married," you asked, turning to him and looking over at him with big, baby doll eyes. "-you wouldn't murder me, would you Five?"

"Statistically, 55% of spousal murders are committed by the wife, so really," he gave you a sly smile, "I'm the one who should be worried."

"If you keep up with the snarky remarks, you just may have to worry." You giggled, leaning on his shoulder. "Just answer the question!"

He rolled his playfully, sighing with fake exasperation.

"No, I would not murder you."

"I wouldn't murder you either."

Soon, the clock struck ten o'clock and you perked up.

"Alright, bed time. No more crime documentaries for us.

Five snapped from his sleepy daze staring at the television and looked over at you, confused.

"what?"

You grin, kissing his cheek.

"Time to go to bed, Five."

"I am 58 years old. I don't need a curfew."

"Your consciousness may be 58, but your body is still a teenager." You stood up. "You of all people should know that, since you monologue about it any chance you get."

He sent you a playful glare, rolling his eyes.

"Point is, you need to sleep, and this is one of the best ways to do it."

Five sighed, but crawled into bed with you following right behind him, no complaints leaving his lips. You leaned over the side of the bed and shut off the lights, snuggling up to your pillow and closing your eyes. Five tried to entertain the idea of going to sleep, closing his eyes a few times until it finally sunk into him that sleep was not going to be possible. And so, he just stared at the ceiling, waiting for you to fall asleep so he could sneak out and try and find something caffeinated. He could just say he went to sleep, it's not like you'd notice it.

However, the longer the two of you laid there, the less and less Five felt compelled to leave. You had gone out of your way to do this for him, and while his siblings had done many similar things before, going to equal, if not more strenuous lengths, this was different. He didn't just want to blow you off. So for your sake, and your sake alone (Five managed to convince himself), he stayed, trying his best to come close to sleep.

There seemed to be no hope for the idea, though. That was until you rolled over and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Five felt his body stiffen, his mind unsure of what to do. He wasn't exactly used to affectionate contact, yet, despite months of dating you.

Really, he wasn't used to any contact that wasn't violent.

However, he quickly relaxed, finding that he quite enjoyed the affection. You were warm. Like, a comforting warm. And your skin was soft and radiant, attracting his hands like a magnet as he wrapped his arms around you. Holding you resembled that of a nice spot under the sun on a spring day, and Five was loving every bit of it.

Your breathing was slow and gentle, and he could lightly feel your heartbeat against his chest. It was like a lullaby to him, slowly carrying him off to sleep like a mother's gentle song would an infant.

He held you closer, realizing that at this point, he was cuddling you and you were cuddling back. He had always heard how nice things like cuddling were, but had never cuddled anything besides Dolores, who was a bit uncomfortable if we're being honest. He had to say, he quite liked it.

For the first time in a while, Five's eyes got heavy and his body relaxed as he slowly lost himself to sleep.

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[writing-for-marvel]

how about a steve rogers fic where the reader gives great christmas gifts for all the avengers and based them with each and every of their needs so she gave steve something that could remind him of peggy knowing that he still misses her deeply but then the reader gave bucky like *probably* a great hug for a gift since what bucky needs is affection. steve sees them and got a little jealous since what he really wants for christmas is the reader 🥺 prompt pick: “I love it...” “No, no you hate it.”

Hi my love, thank you for the request 💕 again, just a reminder these are meant to be drabbles, and not super long fics (I’m aiming for around 500-700 words - not strictly, but that’s what I’m going for)

Also this probably diverges from canon slightly in regards to the gift (I don’t actually remember what happens with this item), I’m hoping that doesn’t bother anyone too much

For my 500 follower + Holiday celebration

Steve Rogers + “I love it...” “No, no you hate it.”

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Best Gift Ever

“Tony and I had to pull quite a few strings and cash in some favours to get this, so this one’s from both of us.” You handed the small, delicately wrapped present to Steve. This was the gift you were the most excited to give this festive season, knowing how much effort went into acquiring it for him.

He shot you a puzzled look as he started unwrapping it, gently slicing the sticky tape rather than ripping it open. His eyes went wide in utter shock as he realised what it was.

“How?” Was all he could manage to say looking down at the small compass in his hands, fully restored, the same newspaper cutting picture of Peggy still inside. He didn’t look as elated as you thought he might have, but you were putting that down to the shock of it all.

“It’s a long story. But we thought you’d like something to remind you of Peggy. And the compass is rightfully yours, we’re just returning it to its original owner.”

“Alright, that’s all the presents under the tree.” Nat concluded, standing quickly and rushing away as if she wanted to be anywhere else in the world. Some of the other Avengers started to disperse when Bucky walked up to you.

“Doll, not that you had to get me something, but I think you forgot about me.” Bucky asked timidly, a slight blush on his cheeks.

“I absolutely didn’t forget about you, Barnes. I thought long and hard about my gift to you, and I thought you might prefer these.” You said handing him a bunch of small, ticket sized cards. “They’re for free hugs. If you’re ever feeling down, even if you can’t talk about it, you can just redeem one of your free hugs and no matter when or where, I have to be there to give you the affection you need.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet.” Wanda cooed You looked back at Steve, who was still sitting on the couch next to Wanda, compass in hand, to find he was staring at you with a perplexed expression which he wasn’t doing well at concealing.

“Can I redeem one now?” Bucky asked hesitantly as he pulled one of the tickets from the bunch which you gladly accepted, taking your eyes off Steve to pull Bucky into a long bear hug. While hugging Bucky, you missed Steve’s expression turn to one of envy as he hastily stood and stalked off.

Later that day, as the snow started to coat the ground outside and the fireplaces in the facility roared to life, you found Steve sitting in one of the reading nooks, lost in thought.

“Do you like it?” You asked, sitting beside him, though he didn’t look up at you.

“I love it…” He said after a long, contemplating pause, rolling the compass in his large hands.

“No, no you hate it.” You countered in response to his uncertain tone and his untimely delay in speaking.

“I don’t hate it, doll. I really don’t. It was a lovely and thoughtful gesture. I’m just unsure why you thought I wanted something that reminded me of Peggy.” Your heart sank at his words, that was the premise of the entire gift.

“I know you miss her…” Or, at least, you thought he did.

“I did. But you see, there’s this other girl I’ve met since being in this modern world, who’s kind, considerate, ridiculously funny, unimaginably intelligent and would do anything for her friends.” He said as he softly bumped his shoulder into yours. “And I thought for Christmas I might actually, I don’t know, get to tell you how I feel.”

“Steve…” Your stomach contorting with nerves, cheeks heating as he finally brought his gaze to meet yours.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same.” Your heart clenched at the despondent look flooding his eyes.

“I wouldn’t have spent hours tracking down and restoring that compass for you if I didn’t feel the same.” You smiled, bringing your hands up to cup his face and gently brush your lips onto his.

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