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bennyden · 2 months
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User hamatoanne's fic plagiarism
Hello, I’m the author of The Android, an AO3 Robot OC x Reader fic that was plagiarized by hamatoanne on Tumblr in her Aemond x Reader story, System Error. You can read my AO3 post for more info about the issue. As you can tell by the timestamps on AO3 and the screenshots of her now-deleted story, mine was posted months before hers. I didn’t want to make this public, but it appears Anne has not learned her lesson and is grasping at straws to keep her readers in the dark. She’s been deleting her stories to hide evidence of her plagiarism. I think you deserve to know who your beloved writer gets her words from.
I don’t know this fandom, but I’ve heard you guys can get pretty crazy. Control yourselves. The only one who needs to take responsibility is Anne. Don’t send hate to her mutuals. Don’t send hate to her followers. Don’t stalk or harass or dox anyone. Read through this post and form your opinion.
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First bunch of screenshots: A side-by-side comparison of her story (now deleted) and mine (still up and linked above). I took screenshots in advance in case something like this happened so I’d have proof if I needed it. I decided to compare the first chapter of my fic with the first part of hers. I could do the whole thing, but I’m a busy college student and I think just a quick skim of the pictures below is enough for people to see the extent of her plagiarism. 
I have screenshots of her entire post, but I don’t want to make this too long to scroll through and Tumblr posts cap at 30 pictures. I’m assuming some of you have already read her story multiple times, so you’re familiar with the words. If you haven’t, then I should warn you that the fic that she plagiarized is very not SFW. I’ll let you know where the not SFW content starts so you can skip it. 
On the left is my story. On the right is what Anne posted (and took down).
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Not SFW content over.
Finally, I DM’ed her. This was just before I posted to The Android on AO3 about the situation. To summarize, I wrote about how I would go about the situation and how hurt I was about a bigger creator stealing from me. I admit, I was too kind and too much of a pushover. I just wanted things to go quietly. She later replied with this and deleted her fic immediately. 
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“I was completely stupid for not giving your credit” Why do they always play dumb? You copy that much and can’t even think to put my name there? You credit the artist but not the person who basically wrote your whole story? The story that gave you over 3k notes, so much more clout than any of your other stories has earned you? Total BS.
“I had every intention of giving credit where it was due…But I forgot” Right. Sure. Of course. If she felt guilty about plagiarizing, she would not be so shameless to accept praise like she did. I have examples of where she happily thanked people for complimenting "her work”, but didn’t want to bring other blogs into this, especially since they were none the wiser to her plagiarism. Ironically enough, someone even gifted her a badge for being a good writer the day she replied to my DM. She tagged that post “#a breath of fresh air on a horrible day”. I wonder why her day was horrible. Whoever gifted her that badge deserves their money back.
My thoughts when approaching her DMs were:
If she wants to keep up the story? Fine, just edit the post to say that it was heavily influenced by my story and leave a link to the original. I don’t mind. The readers will see that, click my story, compare the two, and think, “Hey, that’s not just inspiration! She plagiarized!” and her downfall would start from there without me having to do anything.
If she ignored me and didn’t fulfill that request, i would take matters into my own hands and expose her on her own post. Even more damaging.
In the end, she chose to delete the post entirely, getting rid of the evidence and her clout. I actually didn’t expect this outcome since I thought she’d like the clout too much, but I guess she decided this route would be the least damaging to her reputation. Everything was swept under the rug for now. 
And like a fool, I said thanks and went on with my life. But I decided to keep track of her. Because while I was too cowardly to do anything, I knew there would always be someone in the crowd who would take action. And it seems like people did. 
After reading the supportive comments from readers of my fic, I started to regret how lightly I handled it. I wanted to be mature even though I wanted her entire blog to fall and her reputation taken away. But I didn’t want to be a “bad person”. I wondered if I should keep pursuing the issue. I realized that my overly-people-pleasing behavior might lead her to continue her ways. I decided to speak out because others might’ve had their works taken by her and that my silence wasn’t helping. 
Next is her post, now deleted (I wonder why), about how she’s been so sad and how she’s going to be deleting her old stories and starting over. I’m likely not the only one she’s plagiarized from if she’s deleting other stories. At the time, I only saw supportive replies and reblogs on it, but maybe she deleted it after people started calling her out? Idk.
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She’s playing the victim game pretty hard. Acting as a kind underdog even though she’s the big creator who stole from a nobody like me. I know I said on my AO3 update that people shouldn’t send hate to her (and even censored her name after she deleted her story) but I guess I’m a little happy that people sought to call her out on her shit. I wish I was as brave. 
Later, a nice person (we’ll call her Bob because she asked to remain anonymous) DM’ed me directly with a kind message. After seeing this, I decided I should take action and expose all of this since Anne obviously hasn’t learned and wants to keep it all hidden. Bob confirmed that I’m not the only victim of Anne’s plagiarism either.
Bob asked that I not use screenshots of our DM’s so here is a transcription of the important parts:
“Hey! I just found out that one of your fics had been plagiarized by someone in the HOTD community. First of all, I am tremendously sorry that happened…”
(For Bob’s privacy, I won’t explain her relation to Anne. Just know that Anne has refused to message her back).
“I definitely think you should make a blog post. with side by side comparison. I am still completely gobsmacked that she pilfered your entire story word for word and changed a few things. We found evidence that she had plagiarized multiple stories. Not just yours. We found out her mermaid!aemond fic was entirely stolen as well as a few others. She has quietly deleted them and hasn't spoken on them since.”
“We surmised that she takes ‘underrated’ fics from different fandoms and changes the name and that's it. It's almost like she believed that stealing from other fandoms was going to draw less attention than stealing directly from the HOTD fandom.”
So if you noticed that one of your favorite Aemond fics is gone, now you know why.
‘But benny, she still wrote her own sentences and just changed it around to fit aemond!’
Fanfiction is transformative. You know what the source material is and who created it. You know you’re not reading a copied and pasted text with maybe some words and sentences switched around. This wasn’t fanfic. According to Google, plagiarism is defined as, “the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.” (See what I did there? I credited Google. Is it so hard to give credit where credit is due?) She copied people's work, didn't give credit to the source material, and claimed it as her own. That's plagiarism.
I wouldn’t have had a problem if she properly credited me and linked the original story. I wouldn’t have had a problem if she didn’t blatantly copy and paste the entire text and premise. I wouldn’t even require getting permission to write a story based on my fic if she had satisfied those conditions.
She’s a 27-year-old grown-ass woman with enough free time to simp over some blond guy with an eyepatch. I’m a 21-year-old college student who only posts fics during the summer and winter because that’s when school’s on break. I’m too busy writing lab reports and essays to be an active writer online. The fact that she can disrespect smaller writers so tremendously should not be acceptable. The fact that she also deceived her devoted readers and friends about her "works" is also unacceptable.
What can you do about this? To be honest, I don’t know what to do. I’ve never had to deal with this before. I want to be a good person and say, “Don’t send any hate to Anne, don’t harass her. Just unfollow her and stop supporting her.” But that obviously hasn’t taught her anything. She’ll just make a half-assed apology, maybe go on hiatus, maybe disappear, and then pop up again under another name to steal from another creator. If you have any ideas on how to deal with this, please tell us. 
She can try to block me or delete her posts, but the evidence is out and the damage is done. Anything she does to hide this mess will only make it worse for her. I’d appreciate people bringing more awareness to this issue, especially if it can reach the eyes of others she’s taken from. 
Thanks for reading.
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schrodingerspsycho · 6 months
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Another Shot - Chapter 1
Pairing - Sam Carpenter x Reader
Warnings - None
Word Count - 1.5k
Summary - Enemies to Lovers. An unexpected reunion throws you for a loop.
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You heard the bell above the door ring and started making your way to the front counter. It was a slow day and Tara, your new coworker and friend, was already up there, but you liked talking with the customers. You saw she was already helping the group and planned on hanging back in case she needed anything. That was until you recognized the tall woman grinning down at her.
“Sam?” You approached the counter cautiously, and her face fell when she saw you. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
“Y/N.” Her icy tone paired perfectly with the cold look in her eyes. You glared back at her. You couldn’t believe she had the gall to treat you this way; as if you were the one who-
“Wait, you two know each other?” Tara’s eyes darted between you, undoubtedly trying to decipher the tension that hung in the air.
“Yes,” you replied, without sparing her a glance. “We used to… hang out. Back in Modesto.”
“What are you doing in New York?” Sam asked, and you felt the pang of a long-forgotten hurt pierce your heart.
“I told you I was saving up to start classes at NYU,” you said, the bite in your voice sounding more like a whine. “You know moving here was my dream. We talked about it so many times.”
“Well, I must’ve forgotten,” she said unapologetically. “It’s been a long time.”
“Yeah,” you snapped back. “It has.”
“Woah,” breathed the guy standing behind Sam. The girl next to him slapped his arm.
“Why don’t you introduce us to your friend, Tara?” she blurted with a forced smile. “Since they’re already well acquainted with Sam.”
“Yes! This is my friend Mindy and my boyfriend Chad,” she said, and they waved at you. You smiled back at them, determined to leave Sam in the past where she belonged. “And this is Y/N. They were my trainer when I first started, and they’re my favorite person to work with.”
“Aww, thanks, T,” you smiled, placing an affectionate hand on her shoulder. Sam’s eyes flashed toward you dangerously, and you relished the fact that you could piss her off so easily. It was far from the comeuppance she deserved, but the small satisfaction almost took away the sting of seeing her again. “I’ll let you take care of your friends here. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Yeah, okay,” she nodded.
“It was nice to meet you,” you said, waving to Chad and Mindy. You couldn’t help but glare at Sam as you left, your emotions getting the better of you. “Of all the fucking people that could’ve shown up tonight,” you muttered to yourself, “why did it have to be her?”
You busied yourself with wiping down the trays, trying your best to keep your mind off of Sam. Fortunately, you were still an expert at that, and soon you were so engrossed in your task that you didn’t see Tara approaching you.
“Hey, what’s your beef with my sister?” she demanded. She didn’t sound angry, which was a relief, but she showed no intention of letting the matter go.
You shook your head, avoiding her eyes. “It’s nothing.”
“That was not nothing!”
“It’s in the past,” you declared. “If you really want to know, you can ask her what she did. But I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Okay.”
Her brows were knotted together in a troubled expression, her voice losing the loud confidence she always had. You didn’t have to know Sam to know she hadn’t told her little sister anything about the years she’d been away. But unfortunately for you, you did. You sighed.
“It was personal shit. You don’t need to worry about it. But it would be best if you take her order whenever she comes in here.”
Tara nodded and headed back to the front of the diner. Even though it was half an hour early, you decided to clean the bathrooms. Anything was better than having to face Sam again.
“Okay, what was that?” Mindy whispered loudly as they sat down.
“What was what?” Sam said, refusing to meet her eyes.
“That thing between you and Tara’s coworker! What did they do? I haven’t seen you that unhappy to see someone since Ghostface!”
Sam closed her eyes and shook her head. “What? No, that’s not… no.”
“Oh, c’mon! You used to “hang out” back in Modesto? What does that mean?”
“Hey, that’s Sam’s private business. She doesn’t have to talk about it if she doesn’t want to,” Chad said, ignoring his sister’s gasp of betrayal. Then he turned to Sam with the most adorable, pleading expression he could muster. “But I’ll buy you a milkshake if you tell us what happened.”
Sam raised an eyebrow. “Are you trying to bribe me? With a milkshake?”
“Is it working?”
“No, it’s not,” she replied, smiling in spite of herself. Mindy slapped Chad’s arm.
“Damn it, that totally would’ve worked when we were kids! Why aren’t you cute anymore?”
“Hey, I’m cute! I’m very cute, ask anyone! You think I’m cute, right, Sam?”
Sam just rolled her eyes. She was glad that after all these years the twins were still the same goofballs they’d always been, but that didn’t mean they weren’t a pain in the ass sometimes.
“-No, wait, shut up! We have to get to the bottom of this!” Mindy exclaimed, interrupting the argument she had started. She turned back to Sam, still far too excited considering what she was probing her about. “Please, you have to tell us! I’m literally going to die if I don’t hear this tea!”
Sam sighed and rubbed her eyes. She knew they weren’t going to stop. “We were friends, and then we had a fight. There’s really nothing else to report.”
“You are such a terrible liar, you know that?” Mindy smirked. “Fine, if you won’t tell us, we’ll figure it out on our own.”
Sam groaned, knowing she meant they planned to use Tara to get to her. But it wouldn’t work this time. Not even her beloved baby sister could get her to relive what had happened with you. At least, not for anyone to hear. That dreadful night had been replaying in her head from the moment she saw you, merciless in its vividity.
Luckily, the twins dropped the interrogation, and she didn’t see you again for the rest of the night. But the damage was done. You were in New York City and back in her life. Of all the places Tara could’ve chosen to go to school- to work- why did you have to be there too?
Sam tried not to think about you, she really did. But she’d never been good at keeping you off her mind, at least not on her own. She was thankful for the chaotic distraction the twins provided with their constant light-hearted bickering, but when they left for the bodega to get a midnight snack, she was left alone with her memories of you.
Before she could spiral too much, Sam heard the front door open. At first, she was relieved to see Tara. But she should’ve known better.
“Hey, how was the rest of your shift?”
“It was fine,” Tara replied with a tight-lipped smile. “What happened between you and Y/N?”
“What?”
“I asked them, and they told me to ask you what you did.” There was a look of apprehension in her eyes, but it wouldn’t be outdone by her morbid curiosity. “Sam, what happened?”
“It was nothing.”
“Don’t give me that “it was nothing” bullshit! I’ve never seen you freeze the way you did when you saw them, and I didn’t think Y/N could get that angry!” Tara took a deep breath and Sam shrank under her gaze. “You know I don’t judge you for whatever you did while you were gone, but the tension between you two was palpable. And you know the kind of tense shit I’ve seen.”
Sam swallowed, stuffing her hands into her back pockets and shifting her gaze to the floor. Tara waited patiently, and when she finally spoke, her voice was soft and shaking. “Let’s just say that when I knew Y/N, I was at a very bad point in my life. I did a lot of things that I regret. But there’s nothing I can do about it now.”
“That’s not an explanation,” Tara said, throwing her hands up exasperatedly. “I have to work with them every day now, I think I deserve to know what happened!”
“But you don’t, though,” Sam said, finally meeting her eyes and sounding as tired as she felt. “You can be friends with them if you want, I don’t care, but what happened between us doesn’t concern you, Tara! You need to leave it alone.”
“Sam-”
“I’m going to bed,” she stated, turning around swiftly and cutting off Tara’s attempted apology. She shut her bedroom door without a backward glance and leaned against it, covering her face with her hands. She wouldn’t cry for you. She refused to give you that kind of power.
A few miles away, in your own second-floor apartment, you didn’t grant yourself the same respect.
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Family Forever.
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harryandynupdates, (Y/N) spotted in London yesterday with a baby bump!
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username, I’m sorry but what?
username, you can’t just make assumptions, she may not even be pregnant 🤷‍♀️
username, Harry’s going to be a dad!!
username, I just passed out I think
username, I think I’m going to be sick
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username, totally ignoring the caption but do you think she’s on the phone to Harry?
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username, in the first photo there’s definitely something
username, Harry being a dad is what all you lot have always wanted but now it could actually be happening your all upset…don’t make sense to me
username, exactly!
username, PREACH !!
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harrysfinsta, not long now. ❤️🍼
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niallsfinsta, still can’t believe your going to be a dad
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yourinstagram, ❤️❤️
harrysfinsta, I adore you.❤️
mamatwist, can’t wait to finally hold them💞
harrysfinsta, nor can i.
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zaynsfinsta, Khai is so excited to meet them.
harrysfinsta, so am I 🥹
sarahsfinsta , you’ll be joining the crew so soon
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enews, Harry Styles seen carrying a baby carrier after exiting a hospital yesterday in London after reports his wife (Y/N) was expecting!
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username, where’s our (Y/N)?
username, most likely already in the car🤷‍♀️
username, DILF
username, adopt me <3
username, sorry I know I should be fanfirling over the fact he’s now got a baby but that fit is amazing!
username, he does look exceptionally good for a new dad
username, I don’t know how to feel
username, it’s official, he’s one hundred off the market
username, is it a girl or a boy?
username, like wtf?! he just wants to go home with his wife and baby and there’s paps taking his pictures
username, you can see the aggravation on his face
username, they don’t deserve this
username, this is making me really emotional 🥹
username, I’m so happy for him!
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harrystyles, Chester Robin-Harry Styles.
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yourinstagram, our little chester 💙
harrystyles, ours forever.
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dailymail, You know it’s not the same As It Was! Harry Styles (29) has become a father for the first time with long time partner (Y/N) after announcing the beautiful name of there newborn son.
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username, this is one of the best things over actually ever heard in my life
username, can someone tell me why I’m crying please?
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username, Chester is the cutest name I’ve ever heard
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username, that photo of them 😭
username, the fact that Chester has Harry in his name
username, ever the narcissist
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username, DILF DILF DILF
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harryandynupdates, Harry and (Y/N) spotted going on a walk with baby Chester today in London!
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username, this is actually the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life
username, the wave😭
username, I’m melting over here
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username, she looks so good even though she only just gave birth
username, the wedding ring on his hand 😭😭
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username, my insides are melting 🥹
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annetwist, grandma duties have officially started.❤️🍼👶🏼
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username, Chester’s a new born, let them live there lives!
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username, the way your looking at him 🫶😭
yourinstagram, the best grandma there is. ❤️
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Harry Styles sat comfortably in his London home, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of his morning routine. Today, however, there was an added buzz in the air as he prepared to join a Zoom interview with two popular television personalities, Holly Willoughby and Alison Hammond.
As the virtual call connected, Harry found himself greeted by the beaming faces of Holly and Alison, who wasted no time in introducing him to their viewers.
"Good morning, everyone! We have a very special guest with us today. It's none other than the incredibly talented and stylish Harry Styles!" Holly exclaimed, her enthusiasm evident.
"Hello, Harry! How are you doing today?" Alison chimed in, her warm smile reaching through the screen.
Harry smiled back, feeling instantly at ease. "I'm doing great, thank you! It's lovely to be here with both of you."
The conversation flowed naturally as Holly and Alison delved into various topics, from Harry's music career to his personal life. Eventually, the subject of Harry's newborn baby came up, sparking the curiosity of both hosts.
"So, Harry," Holly began, leaning in with interest, "we've heard the wonderful news about your new addition to the family. How has it been adjusting to life with a newborn?"
Harry chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with joy. "Oh, it's been an absolute whirlwind, I must say. Sleepless nights and all, but it's also the most magical experience. I'm absolutely besotted."
Alison grinned, leaning closer to her screen. "And what about the name? We're dying to know! What did you and your wife decide to call your little one?"
Harry leaned back in his chair, adopting a playful expression. "Well, you see, my wife and I are both from Manchester. We wanted to pay homage to our roots, but we couldn't exactly name our son Manchester, now could we?"
Holly and Alison erupted into laughter, clearly enjoying Harry's wit.
"So," Harry continued, "we thought of shortening the name and getting rid of the man, hence the reason for Chester, it just felt right.”
Holly nodded, still smiling. "Absolutely! Chester Styles has a certain charm to it. Well, we wish you and your family all the love and happiness, Harry."
"Thank you so much," Harry replied warmly. "We're over the moon, and little Chester is already the light of our lives."
The virtual interview continued with Holly and Alison. They were eager to delve deeper into Harry Styles' life as a new father and couldn't resist asking about the speculation surrounding Chester's appearance.
"Harry, we must say, the world is abuzz with curiosity about your son Chester," Holly remarked, a twinkle of excitement in her eyes. "Fans are dying to know, does he resemble you or your wife?"
Harry grinned, appreciating their enthusiasm. "Ah, the great mystery of Chester's looks! I'll let you in on a secret – everyone says he looks like me."
Alison chuckled playfully. "Well, Harry, I guess we'll just have to take your word for it. I'm sure he's a little heartbreaker in the making!"
Harry chuckled in agreement. "Oh, he certainly has that effect on people already, even without showing his face. He's got the charm, I can tell you that."
The conversation continued, with Harry sharing endearing anecdotes about his experiences as a new parent, the sleepless nights, and the overwhelming love he felt for his son. He spoke passionately about creating a nurturing and inclusive environment for Chester, instilling values of kindness and acceptance from a young age.
"I want Chester to grow up in a world where he feels safe to be himself," Harry emphasized. "It's essential to me that he knows he is loved unconditionally and supported in whatever he chooses to pursue. He may be just a tiny baby now, but I can already see his spirit shining through."
Holly and Alison nodded, genuinely moved by Harry's heartfelt words. "That's truly beautiful, Harry," Holly said softly. "We can only imagine the wonderful bond you share as a family."
During the continuation of the virtual interview, Holly and Alison decided to inquire about the birth of Harry Styles' son, delving deeper into the experiences and challenges surrounding that significant moment in his life. As they ventured into the topic, a heaviness settled over Harry, and his smile gradually faded, replaced by a veil of apprehension.
"Harry, we would like to hear about your wife's birth experience," Holly gently probed, her tone laced with empathy. "Could you share with us the details of what transpired?"
Harry's eyes shifted, his voice trembling slightly as he began to recount the distressing memories. "It was an incredibly arduous journey, to say the least. The birth was a grueling battle filled with unforeseen obstacles."
Alison leaned in closer, her concern palpable. "Is everything alright, Harry? You seem burdened by the weight of it all."
A somber nod escaped Harry as he mustered the strength to reveal the truth. "Well, truth be told, everything didn't go as planned. It was an excruciating two-day labor, and in the end, my wife had to undergo an emergency C-section due to life-threatening complications."
Holly's brows furrowed, and her voice softened, almost a whisper. "Could you elaborate on the complications, Harry? We're here to listen."
Harry's breath caught, the anguish present in his voice. "The complications were tumultuous, to put it mildly. There was placental abruption, a harrowing occurrence where the placenta detaches from the uterine wall prematurely, leading to severe bleeding and endangering both my wife and our unborn child."
Alison gasped softly, her eyes brimming with empathy. "That sounds incredibly distressing, Harry. How did you manage to navigate such a traumatic experience?"
A quiver in his voice, Harry pressed on, his words thick with emotion. "We were thrust into a whirlwind of chaos. The medical team scrambled to stabilize my wife's condition, performing an emergency cesarean section to save both her life and that of our precious child."
A pause, heavy with anguish, hung in the air as Harry gathered himself to continue. "But even after Chester's arrival, the complications persisted. He was whisked away to the neonatal intensive care unit, or NICU, due to his premature birth and the trauma he endured during delivery."
Holly and Alison exchanged glances, their expressions etched with sympathy and concern. "Harry, it must have been an agonizing ordeal. How did you and your wife find the strength to endure?"
Harry's voice quivered as he delved deeper into the painful memories. "We clung to hope, even in the darkest moments. The NICU became our second home, where we witnessed our fragile child hooked up to monitors, enduring myriad treatments, battling complications such as respiratory distress syndrome and jaundice."
The weight of the medical terms hung heavy in the conversation, reflecting the gravity of the situation. Harry's voice cracked as he continued, "Days stretched into endless nights as we watched our little one fight for his life, clinging to the tender threads of fragile existence."
Holly and Alison's eyes welled with tears, their hearts heavy with the weight of Harry's anguished story. They expressed their deepest admiration for Harry's resilience and the unwavering love he and his wife exhibited during this harrowing journey.
"Harry, if it's not too difficult, could you share more about the complications your wife faced during the birth our viewers at home are interested in knowing that there’s a bright side during these difficult times.” Holly asked gently, her voice filled with empathy.
Harry took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the floor as he prepared to reveal the gravity of the situation. "It was a devastating cascade of events. Due to the placental abruption and the subsequent blood loss, my wife's condition deteriorated rapidly. The medical team made the difficult decision to place her in a medically induced coma for four days."
A collective gasp escaped both Holly and Alison, their eyes widening in shock. "Four days in a coma?" Alison whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Harry nodded, his voice trembling with the weight of the memories. "Yes, she fought for her life. The doctors worked tirelessly to stabilize her, administering blood transfusions and conducting multiple procedures to control the bleeding."
Silence hung in the air as the hosts absorbed the gravity of the situation, their hearts heavy with empathy for Harry and his wife. Finally, Holly spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "How did you cope with such an overwhelming situation, Harry?"
A pained expression crossed Harry's face as he opened up about the darkest moments of his life. "It felt like an abyss of despair. I was torn between staying strong for my wife and grappling with my own fears. I leaned on our families and friends for support, seeking solace in their unwavering presence."
He continued, his voice filled with a mix of anguish and gratitude. "The medical team provided exceptional care, explaining each step of the process and guiding us through the darkest nights. They became our pillars of strength, assuring us that we were not alone."
Harry's voice wavered as he recounted the arduous journey. "When my wife finally emerged from the coma, she had to confront the physical and emotional toll it had taken. The road to recovery was long and challenging, but we held onto the glimmer of hope that Chester's arrival had brought us."
Holly and Alison listened intently, their hearts aching for the pain Harry and his wife endured. They commended Harry's resilience and the strength that emanated from their shared experience.
As the virtual interview continued, delving into the deeply personal experiences of Harry Styles and his family, a tender moment unfolded. Harry's eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and adoration as he contemplated bringing his son, Chester, into the interview. He felt a warmth in his heart, a desire to share this precious part of his life, even while maintaining their privacy.
With a warm smile, Harry excused himself briefly, leaving the frame of the camera. Moments later, he reappeared, cradling Chester in his arms. The room seemed to light up with an invisible glow as he carefully held his son, ensuring his tiny face remained hidden from view.
Holly and Alison couldn't contain their delight as they caught a glimpse of the precious bundle in Harry's arms. "Oh, Harry, he's absolutely adorable!" Holly exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine affection.
Alison nodded enthusiastically, her eyes brimming with warmth. "He's a true heart-stealer, isn't he? We can see the love radiating from you, Harry."
A soft chuckle escaped Harry as he gently rocked Chester, careful to shield his face. "He's my little ray of sunshine, that's for sure. Though we prefer to keep his privacy protected, I couldn't resist bringing him along to share in this special moment."
The hosts cooed and awwed, completely captivated by the enchanting scene before them. The interview took on a lighter, more whimsical tone as Harry continued to speak, his voice infused with tenderness.
"You know, Chester has brought so much joy into our lives," Harry shared, a touch of awe in his voice. "Every day, I'm amazed by his little quirks and the way he captures everyone's hearts without even showing his face. He has this incredible way of making me smile, even in the toughest moments."
Holly's eyes shimmered with emotion as she commented, "It's evident how deeply you cherish him, Harry. Your love for him is palpable, even without revealing his sweet face to the world."
With a soft laugh, Harry nodded. "Absolutely. We want to give him the freedom to grow up away from the spotlight, to carve out his own path. But I couldn't resist sharing this glimpse of him with you all. He's my biggest source of inspiration and happiness."
As the interview drew to a close, Harry's arms instinctively tightened around Chester, an unspoken bond between father and son. He thanked Holly and Alison for their understanding and support, grateful for the opportunity to share this special moment.
With a final wave and a tender smile, Harry bid farewell, taking Chester with him as they embarked on the next chapter of their day. The love and warmth they shared lingered in the air, leaving behind a lasting impression of pure joy and adoration.
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username, okay this was way sadder then I thought it would be
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username, hearing Harry sound so vulnerable is hearting my heart in so many ways
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username, on a positive note the reason they named Chester that was actually so cute
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username, im so glad that our (y/n) is alright
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username, he looked so emotional when he was speaking about the birth 🥹
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username, when he brought Chester into the interview my heart combusted!
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username, I know it’s the hosts job to ask these questions but the look on his face when he had to answer absolutely breaks me😭
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annetwist, my babies ❤️❤️
yourinstagram, they really are adorable!
taylorswift, his fathers twin literally
yourinstagram, you wouldn’t think I carried him for nine months 😭😭
louist91, woah my mans got a strong game
yourinstagram, he really has!
harrystyles, hey!
pillowpersonpp, chester is the cutest little bubba I’ve ever seen!!
mitchrowland, what about our son?
pillowpersonpp, with an exception of course 🫶
harrystyles, the styles genes are strong! 💪
yourinstagram, they really are. 🥹
niallhoran, I can’t believe I’ve not met him yet, I’m getting serious fomo over here guys!
yourinstagram, we’ll have to arrange something!!
harrystyles, don’t you dare corrupt my kid, Irish!
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harrystyles, Saccharine Lullabies. September 5th.
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username, oh yeah baby!
username, this is giving album of the year vibes and it’s not even been released yet!
username, a new album?
username, it feels like only yesterday Harry’s House was released
username, sobbing
username, is that supposed to be (Y/N) and Chester on the front?
yourinstagram, ❤️❤️
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username, wtf?
username, this album is going to be beautiful!
annetwist, so excited for you H!
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username, YEAH BABY YEAH BABY YEAH BABY
username, lullabies?! omg an album dedicated to Chester!
username, this album is going to change lives I can just tell!
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robertdowneyjjr · 5 months
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hey, so. funny thing.
@whinysteve and i have been going insane for like two days because we couldn't find this one fic we really liked, and we both remembered reading it not so long ago but somehow neither of us could recall how it ended? and we kept saying that it's so GOOD and how the heck did it just disappear? well, after hours of losing my mind going through my ao3 history, the steve/tony tag with various keywords, the findingstony blog... it. it hit me that i can't find it because it doesn't exist. because it was the soulmates au idea you posted like two weeks ago where their words only show up after they've met their soulmate.
i thought you might find this amusing. 😩 (i do, but i also need to lie down for a bit because i will never know how steve fixed that mess)
hahahaha omg liv if this is your way of peer pressuring me into writing the whole fic i might actually do it??? because your ask has got me thinking about what would happen next.
that said, steve still hasn't figured out how to fix this mess. i'm very sorry about this.
(stonyclunks soulmates au part one here)
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having been rescued by SHIELD, news of steve's recovery was immediately delivered to howard stark who, while not as involved with SHIELD as he used to be, still receives weekly reports as one of its co-founders.
he'd gone home that night and brought it up in the middle of cutting his steak. coincidentally, tony had been visiting that day and stayed for dinner, so he found out about captain america's miraculous resurrection before the general public did, and honestly, he had enough of hearing about how great this guy was growing up. he really didn't need to keep hearing about it as an adult after he'd finally worked through his issues with his dad and his obsession with a (not quite) dead war hero.
so after howard's announcement, tony politely requested howard refrain from talking about this guy with him.
"i know he's your friend, and you'll probably be spending a bit of time with him now that he's been found, and i'm really happy for you, but i think it would be better for our relationship if we could talk about literally anything but him," he'd said.
and, well. howard was trying. he knew he wasn't the best dad and he also wanted to do right by maria, who spent so many years torn between her son and her husband while trying to mend their relationship. they were finally in a relatively good place with each other which made maria happy. and to be frank, howard had actually come to really enjoy tony's company whenever he was home. he was quite happy too. so he agreed. they don't talk about steve and howard doesn't ask tony to meet steve.
that very night, tony made sure 'captain america' and 'steve rogers' were muted in all his news feeds and social channels.
he literally doesn't know a single thing about the man besides what he learned in his childhood, which he's blocked out. it's a peaceful two years of blissful ignorance.
fast forward to now, tony's packing up his suitcase and getting ready to check out of his hotel when he sees a text from his mom in their family group chat.
seems he's not quite the perfect role model you always made him out to be, howard 🤡, her message reads.
what follows is a link to an instagram post, and from the message preview he can see that it's steve rogers' profile, and under normal circumstances he wouldn't even bother clicking the link.
but 1) maria usually never brings up the man in tony's presence either, and 2) her comment made him laugh. so color tony intrigued.
he taps the link and sees the post. it's a picture of a coffee cup from the place he was at a week ago. the one where he got body slammed by his mysterious dick of a soulmate and unfairly yelled at for it.
he reads the caption and his legs give out under him.
i don't even know if you'll see this, but all i can do is hope. i'm sorry for the words that have made their mark on you. i know i don't deserve it, but i'm hoping you could give me a second chance. i won't yell at you this time, i promise. yours, a fucking asshole
one week ago, captain america was barely even a blip on tony's radar and that's how he preferred it. now, steve rogers is tony's mysterious dick of a soulmate.
what the fuck even is his life.
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holygrailimagines · 1 year
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Summary: Kevin Alvarez is crushing on a certain Fox football reporter.
To say you loved your job was an understatement. You practically breathed sports and talking was something you couldn’t stop doing, so naturally being a Fox sports reporter was out of the question. You loved commentating on games and adding a little spice of your Mexican culture to it. Everybody loved you and you quickly became a fan favorite and one of America’s sweethearts. Thanks to all the support, you were here in Qatar for the 2022 World Cup. 
Today, you were commentating on Mexico v Poland with your Fox partner, Tom. You were so excited and ready to root for your home country. The whole time you were on the edge of your seat, waiting for Mexico to score. Unfortunately, that never arrived, but your hope was not extinguished as you left the air with a final hopeful message to Mexico for their next game. 
“Well, despite no goals, this was quite an interesting game as we got a little taste of what’s to come in Group C. Of course, San Ochoa saves the day. He truly is el señor de los cielos. However, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Alvarez. He definitely seems to be rising up to the plate, I sense this will be a great World Cup for Mexico.” You say, passing it on to Tom. 
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It was now 12 am in Qatar and you were exhausted. When you reached your hotel room, you took a well-deserved shower and hopped onto twitter. You were showered with the usual love, and the occasional hate tweets, but something caught your attention. An article published by TMZ: Mexican Football Star, Kevin Alvarez, Dating Fox Reporter, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?!
Your eyes widened as you quickly clicked on the article link and sure enough, a video clip was attached to the article. You pressed play and watched as the football player was bombarded by flashing lights and random questions. 
“Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Any news on a girlfriend?” The paparazzi frantically asked. You saw a small smile form on his face as he opened and closed his mouth, as if fighting the words threatening to come from his throat. 
“Ask (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He said with a smirk and then made a mad dash to his hotel. The video ended there, and you were greeted with a blank screen. You caught your own reflection, wide mouthed and shocked. Like a ripple wave effect, your tweets instantly become Kevin Alvarez related as fans questioned your relationship status. To be honest, you weren’t mad at all. He was quite handsome, and you wouldn’t mind it if he was your boyfriend. 
Speaking of the devil, you got a DM notification from him on Instagram. You hesitated for a second but opened it, it read:
Hey, I know you probably saw that TMZ video, I really hope that didn’t upset you. I don’t really know why I said that. If I’m being honest, I have had a crush on you since forever. I understand if you never want to speak to me. I’m really sorry if I messed things up with you. 
Your heart was beating so fast and even if this was all happening online, you were blushing like mad. You stared at his message for what felt like hours, trying to come up with a good response. Should you be playful, play hard to get, be easy? The only thing you knew was that this guy was cute, and you wouldn’t mind spending some time with him. So, you responded: 
Haha, don’t worry about it. I totally get it. You didn’t mess anything up, I would love to hang out some time, but don’t you have a World Cup to worry about? 
You practically screamed and kicked your legs like a teenage girl when you hit the send button. Just as quickly as you sent it, you got another notification. 
Nah, I’m more worried about you. I think about you all the time.
Please I don’t know if these are shitty, I’m just writing like crazy now! 
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nothorses · 8 months
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The bomb was unequivocally genocidal and racist but so was the opposing side of the war and it feels disingenuous if not blatantly antisemitic to post callouts about Oppenheimer without acknowledging that he was Jewish
this is the weirdest fucking ask I have ever received and I am posting it exclusively because I NEED to roast this person's whole thought process. I need to.
"The bomb was unequivocally genocidal and racist-" yes, dropping a bomb on multiple Japanese cities is indeed genocidal and racist.
"-but so was the opposing side of the war" yes, hitler was genocidal and racist. However, you are now engaging in a debate about whether bombing Hiroshima and Nagasaki was "deserved"; whether all of those civilians deserved to die in the name of *checks notes* a more complete surrender by the Japanese government than the one already being negotiated.
And, of course, in service of flexing on Russia.
"it feels disingenuous if not blatantly antisemitic to post callouts about Oppenheimer" this is the post anon is referring to. if you click that link and read the post, you'll notice that it is not, in fact, a callout post of Oppenheimer. It's a post about how much it sucks that the movie, "Oppenheimer", does not include or mention at any point the people (particularly indigenous people) injured or otherwise affected by the bomb's testing.
"-without acknowledging that he was Jewish." Sorry. is your argument that it's antisemitic not to mention that Oppenheimer is Jewish when discussing the ethics of doing genocide against Japanese people?
Like this whole argument is that it is actually antisemitic if you don't bring up that Oppenheimer was Jewish any time the bombing of Japan is mentioned, because- and I'm working on inferred meaning now- it's actually okay to do genocide on Japanese civilians, so long as their government is in a political alliance with nazis, and the person "doing" the genocide is Jewish.
And you are arguing this in defense not only of a guy who is in no way being attacked here in the first place, but who also did not actually do a genocide personally so much as, like, work on nuclear technology for the US military (and there are some moral nuances there as well, don't get me wrong, but... woof.)
With the added assumption that Oppenheimer worked on the bomb because Japan was allied with Germany and that he, personally, actively, wanted to genocide Japanese civilians. A thing that, to my knowledge, he has never actually stated- and in fact, it seems that a significant part of the plot of Oppenheimer is that he regretted and attempted to rein in the atomic bomb.
Hey.
Buddy.
I think it's time to learn more about social justice and world history than the little "it's okay to be mad at your oppressors" platitudes that were circulated on Tumblr back in 2014.
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Hey guys I did a thing.
I've been working on this since October, and I'm glad to say it's finally done. With a heavy heart I say I deeply love this show and am sad there's no renewal.
That being said, I figured we all deserve to have our own pity party. So here's my new OFMD FMV
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Our you can click the link here
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forbidden-sin-bin · 1 year
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Welcome To:
Forbidden-Sin-Bin’s Masterlist of… Masterlists
Here you will find links to ALL of my works. Take a look if you’d like and enjoy reading! As of right now… it’s literally just Eminem lmao
(Anything underlined are direct links to my works!)
(NSFW fics will be labelled as such)
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Marshall Bruce Mathers III, AKA. Eminem
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By Your Side
Rating: M and E for Mature and Explicit
Warnings: Mental health, trauma, violence, profanity, slurs, mentions and depictions of drug abuse, graphic depictions and mentions of abuse/toxicity, and eventual sexual content.
Notes/Keywords:  Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Idiots In Love, Idiots To Lovers, Coming Of Age, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Relationship, Eventual Smut, Reader Needs Therapy, Poor Life Choices, Friends First And Foremost, Fucking Comes Later, Eventual Healthy Relationships, Keyword: Eventually
Status: Ongoing
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Summary: Your love for each other is feral.
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: SMUT. VERY FILTHY SMUT. Mentions and descriptions of a panic attack/dissociation and self-deprecating thoughts.
Keywords: Plot what plot/P*rn without plot, sexual content, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, DFAB!Reader, unprotected sex, established relationship, Oral (receiving and giving), DOGGYSTYLE, PRONEBONE, breeding kink, slight choking, insult flirting, Author is going to hell and it’s partially the Tumblr fam’s fault.
Status: Posted
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Shoutout
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Summary: After being together for so long, somehow evading the world for years, Marshall decides to take the big reveal of your relationship into his own hands.
Rating: General
Warnings: None.
Keywords: Fluff, Rock n Roll hall of fame ceremony, established relationships, author blames the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame ceremony for this
Status: Pending
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Filter
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Summary: After being hired to do a photoshoot for Eminem’s album, Recovery, the two of you seem to just click like a camera.
Rating: Mature
Warnings: None
Keywords: Photographer!Y/N, fluff, flirting, photoshoot, 2010!Marshall, hey Alexa play Filter by Jimin, sexual tension go brrrrrr-
Status: Pending
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***Purr Kitten
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Summary: He would get down on his knees for you; Anytime, anywhere. Because you would do the same. It’s about time he gives you the worshipping you deserve.
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Filthy smut (oral, female receiving) Thirsty fuckers beware
Keywords: Smut, oral, female receiving, established relationship, author is going to hell and it’s entirely the Tumblr fam’s fault
Status: Pending
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Bury Your Face
(Summary:) Marshall’s always been the one who’s taking care of others; always being the leader, the dominant figure. But what happens when you, his significant other, take care of him?
Rating: General
Warnings: Mentions of anxiety and outdated views on masculinity/femininity
Keywords: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, established relationship, EMOTIONAL DAMAGE, eventual fluff, remember kids: being emotional and empathetic does not make you weak or a target, anyways someone give this guy a hug, author is going to hell for being an overly empathic analyst
Status: Pending
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Wearing the Glasses
Summary: Just some ideas on what life would be like with him when he wears the glasses, those damn glasses.
Rating: General
Warnings: Very slight mentions of sexual content
Notes/Keywords: Fluff, slice of life, headcanons, established relationships, author blames the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame ceremony for this
Status: Posted
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New Life
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Summary: Hc’s on Marshall’s reaction to your pregnancy, all the way up till your baby’s birth.
Rating: Mature
Content Warnings: Pregnancy, pregnancy kinks (plus similar ones) and childbirth. Many, many implications of smut and sexual content. Rest assured there’s an equal amount of fluff that’ll disintegrate your jaw. Mentions of Postnatal Depression.
Notes/Keywords: Fluff, suggestive, headcanons, slice of life, established relationships, slight angst, jaw-necrotic fluff
Status: Pending
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lovelyiida · 1 year
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I’m srry if ur not comfy with writing for mha girls but I’ve been wondering if u can find time to write jirou headcannons? Tysm if u do!
OMG IM SO COMFY WITH WRITING ABOUT THE MHA GIRLS DW!! I've actually been waiting for someone to ask me to write about the mha girls for a minute so thank you for your service lol. I also have a Mina fic otw, but that's another conversation for another day ;)
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JIRO KYOUKA HEADCANNONS WOULD INCLUDE:
when the both of you first met, you guys instantly clicked.
it was the first day of class, you had so many thought running through your head at that moment:
were you good enough to become a pro-hero?
did you really deserve to be here?
will you actually make it?
is this even your calling?
sitting at your desk your hands were occupied with a fistful of your uniform. you look down at your legs, lips quivering and eyes watering, you were so nervous.
"hey? are you alright?" you heard a soft voice say. your head rises, snapping out of your nervous thoughts you try and show a smile.
"um yeah! I'm just so nervous." you look away in embarrassment, wiping a stray tear from your cheek. looking back you take in the unknown female's looks.
her dark eyes look into yours deeply, her short dark purple hair laying perfectly around her face. you notice her give you a deadpanned look.
"you're obviously not alright⏤here, we can listen to music together before the bell," she says, she lets out a shy smile as she removes a singular headphone from her ear and extends it out for you to grab.
a little dazed by the confident proposal, you nod and give her a slight bow. placing the single headphone in, you patiently wait for the girl to play her music.
when she presses play, your eyes light up.
"you know this band?" you beamed, the girl's eyes widened as well at your sudden burst of energy. "hell yeah! they're like the hottest thing out on the underground scene! I just went to one of their concerts!" she says back, a light blush on her face forms as she chuckles in excitement.
"what's your name?" you asked.
"Jiro Kyouka! and you?" she says, you tell her your name and the both of you formally greet each other with a bow.
after that day, both of you were hip-to-hip.
it didn't matter where either of you was, because you were always together.
and everyone knew that.
"hey, have you seen L/n? I need help with my combat skills," Mina says.
"y'know they're with Jiro," Bakugo says.
the both of you always went out places or hung out at each other's dorms and listened to music.
you loved it when Jiro would send links to her favorite music, and she'd love it when you'd do the same.
sometimes if the both of you were bored, you guys would make stupid songs on garage band, ultimately leaving the room with stomach cramps with how hard you laughed at Jiro's fried auto-tuned vocals.
there's one time when the both of you were getting tickets to see your favorite popular band, hovered over the computer in the lunchroom waiting for the ticket sale to drop. eyes wide open, staring into the blue LED screen, feeling that if you looked away for one second you'd lose all your chances.
you had all the devices possible, computers, tablets, and phones, the both of you were completely silent clicking any button possible to buy the tickets.
"I got them!" Jiro screamed loudly, the both of you crashed into each other's arms and started to scream like wild banshees. there were a couple of odd stares from people in the lunchroom, but that didn't matter.
and when you guys finally went to the concert, you guys screamed even louder. yelling out the lyrics like your life depended on it, hands entwined the whole night.
taking so many photos together that night, you had so much fun you'd never forget this moment ever.
voices hoarse and eyes tired, you had a sleepover in your room after the concert crashing in the bed...you fell asleep so quick you didn't even notice that you guys cuddled the whole night.
everyone seeing the life drained out of you and Jiro as they first hand witnessed the effects of post-concert depression.
sometimes there would be times when the both of you just co-existed with one another.
no talking, no interaction was needed, just the feeling of each other's presence was enough.
and on days when that wasn't the case, Jiro was there for you no matter what.
if you felt down, she'd be the first person to cheer you up, singing one of the weird songs the both of you made to make you laugh
letting out a weary smile, you huff out a breath and wrap your arms around her waist and embrace her into a soft hug. "what would I do without you, Jiro?" you mumbled into her shoulder.
"I don't know...die?" she says, sarcasm oozing from her lips.
the both of you burst into laughter, she hugs you even tighter now.
"I don't know what I would do without you either, L/n..."
you knew you never felt out of place when you were with Jiro, you always felt so in tune with her. you knew her deepest secrets, she covered all your wounds and healed all your scars.
you were complete.
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is it weird to giggle at your own writing, this was so cute I literally was melting into my bed the more a typed this out. I hope you liked this anon!
⏤lovelyiida<3
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swords-of-a-soilder · 2 months
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Hey guys just a reminder to think critical about the information present to you, when in doubt check it yourself!
I still see misinformation spread about this situation despite it being mostly over. Please note the "victim's" (in quotes because she doesn't seem to like being called such) account is not Private.
You can check for yourself if you see someone sharing around a screenshot of what she allegedly said, it was private before but it's not anymore you can check.
All I ask is you don't harass her; I will say at the moment as someone who's made the mistake of publicity saying "I'm a victim of domestic abuse" and then got spammed by assholes telling me I deserved the abuse and or I'm lying about it, it seems most of her haters are just misgontic trolls.
I've only seen one of them claim to be in support of Forver but the hash tags they present for their movement "protect forever" is just a spam hashtag for a movie promotion and "we Stan with forever" is completely empty.
(I'm not gonna link it because I think it's irrelevant, the person who made the comment is very clearly a troll who intents to make Forver look bad. If you support Forever you would respect the "victim" as he requested)
That being said as someone who's study her account and way of typing for the past few days please know her character right now is "this is what happened but I'm not a victim and please leave Forver alone".
so without naming any names if you see a burner/alt account Sharing a screenshot of her saying something along the lines of oh idk, "Forver has done a lot worst that what it seems they're trying to clean up his image you don't know the full story."
And you, like me was just on her account that morning because despite "ending" your research for mental health reasons you find yourself still looking into it by second nature.
And didn't see a single tweet like that despite checking the replies, yeah press X to doubt on that motherfucker
People will lie for; attention and or to make Forever look worst, do not forget that this started with an Anti and whether you believe it or not antis will contuine to fan the flames so people don't start questioning them.
And it's no coincidence that as soon as a lot of people as started expressing concern of the intention of the account that cancelled Forever, that a screenshot of the victim acting out of character and directly accuassing Forver start circulating.
Check for yourself
Again the "victims" account isn't private right now, you should be able find it on your own but if you been searching for a while and genuinely can't dm me (at least try first, don't spam me) with you regular account no atls or burners, I won't be exposing anyone if that's y'all fear but again as someone who's been harassed by trolls before for Just saying I was a victim I don't trust y'all like that.
You shouldn't be afarid of anyone knowing you went looking for the account anyways, as long as you have good intentions.
If you ask for it using your official active account I will be in less doubt that you want to just harass her for the fun of it. Also I don't wanna just leave the link on this post so ass-wipe who didn't even read the post can click and it try to harass her into going Private again.
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Johnlock Podfics by Podfixx
Hey all! Today’s a different kind of Fic Rec Sunday! I was recently asked to send some love to the amazing @podfixx, and of course I said yes! And I’ve decided to do it in one of my fave ways for content creators: promoting their work!! While I’ve never listened to podfics (it’s not really my thing) I know that Podfixx is a staple of the Sherlock podfic community and deserves all the love for their hard work, professionalism, and dedication.
I want to share my own happy experience with Podfixx: they are the reason I have chapter counts on my fic recs now, if you guys didn’t know. They asked me a few years ago if I could add Chapter counts to fics, because [and this isn’t verbatim, but it’s how I interpreted what they told me... can’t find the message now, it was so long ago] adding chapters actually helps podficcers in deciding which fics to pick next to read, or how to break up a LONG 1 Chapter fic, and helps them plan out their podfic schedule. First of all, I was FLOORED that someone as amazing as Podfixx even read my fic lists (I’m always shocked when anyone takes vested interest in anything I do), but that, at the time, they used them to help pick fics. And since then, I’ve always put chapter counts on all my fics.
So you guys should go and give them a listen!:) This list is OBVIOUSLY not comprehensive, and not everything they’ve done, but PLEASE check out their “Podfixx” tag for everything they’ve read (including Good Omens and Jeeves and Wooster!), and give them some love!!
Click on the “PODFIC AVAILABLE” link to go to the Tumblr or Ao3 posts linking to their Spotify Tracks!
Enjoy! And thank you @podfixx for providing endless hours of fics for the community! This one is for you 💜🖤
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The Lustful Cockmonster by hubblegleeflower (M, 954 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Established Relationship, Pet Names for Penises, Fluff, Humour) – Not many people know this, but Sherlock is the funny one. Part 2 of the Favourite Ficlets series
Something red, something green, something sparkly by Silvergirl (M, 1,106 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Christmas, Texting, Impending Desperation, Gift Shopping) – If you can't solve a puzzle yourself, ask the experts. Of course, the experts may be utterly useless ... until they aren't.
Out of the Shadow of Missed Chances by MargueriteSomebodyoranother (T, 1,132 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post TRF / TEH Fic, Reunion, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining) – He’d had eighteen months - it seemed like a goddamned eternity at the time - and he never uttered a word.
The Man in Aisle Ten by standbygo (G, 1,395 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Christmas, Shopping, Gifts, Original Female Character POV) – It's Christmas Eve, the busiest day for shopping at Harrod's, and there's a guy in aisle ten who's snapping at every sales associate who dares to approach him. It's up to Moira to help him find the perfect present. [TRANSLATIONS: Русский || 中国] 
Ink by Strange_johnlock (T, 1,460 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Parentlock with Rosie, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss/Time, Tattoos, Mutual Pining, Angst, Fluff) – Every tattoo Sherlock gets has to do with John.
On The Dangers Of Semi-Skimmed by loveanddeathandartandtaxes (M, 1,536 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-S4, Domestics, Masturbation, Accidental Voyeurism, First Time) – “I don't mind,” John blurts. Sherlock looks at him. “If you were to come up to my room for - anything.”
Letters, Redux by earlgreytea68 (G, 1,730 w., 1 Ch. || PODFICS AVAILABLE: [PODFIXX || THEMUSECALLIOPE] || Tags to Be Added) – While he's dead, Sherlock writes John more letters. Part 3 of Letters  [TRANSLATIONS: Polski || Русский]
Say you won't let go by WritingOutLoud (G, 1,996 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || TSo3 Fix It, POV John First Person, Drunk Sherlock, Drunk John, First Kiss) – Short ficlet about what could have happened if they hadn't had a case on the stag night. [TRANSLATIONS: Español]
Letters, the Writing Of by earlgreytea68 (G, 2,416 w., 1 Ch. || PODFICS AVAILABLE: [PODFIXX || THEMUSECALLIOPE] || Tags to Be Added) – While he's dead, Sherlock writes John letters. Part 1 of the Letters series [TRANSLATIONS: Русский || Polski]
The Perils of Pair Bonding by Infinitely_Stranger (M, 2,761 w., 2 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post S4, Awkward Conversations, Idiots Being Idiots) – Sherlock turns out to have been a bit wrong about something. John turns out to have noticed.
The General Idea by agirlsname (T, 3,022 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Retirement, Promise of Forever / Proposal, POV John, First Kiss, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Soft Sherlock, Idiots in Love, Crying / Emotional Sherlock, Love Confessions) – After twenty years of friendship, John is used to Sherlock acting weirdly. But the news Sherlock finally brings himself to deliver change the carefully built dynamics between them, and John realises it's time to act.
The Beauty of Broken Edges by snorklepie (E, 3,181 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || POV John, John’s PTSD, Sexuality, Blow Jobs, Idiots in Love, First Time, Friends to Lovers, Feelings Realization, Fluff, 221B Baker Street, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Frottage) – John Watson thinks he's Very Bad at Relationships. Sherlock Holmes dreams of wandering around his entorhinal cortex.
By the Rivers of Babylon by verdant_fire (T, 3,359 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post HLV Canon Divergence, Love Declarations, Exile, Pining Sherlock, Longing, Angst, POV Sherlock, Reunions, First Kiss) – Sherlock goes back to Serbia, and endures exile, boredom/torture, and a certain chemical defect, for the sake of one person and three improbable words.
Safe Harbour by 221b_hound (G, 3,842 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Angst, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Five and One) – Five times John comforts someone, and one time someone comforts him.
The Romance Was There by apliddell (G, 4,011 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post S3, Post Mary, Christmas, Domestics, Villain Mary, Platonic Bedsharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Angst, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Love Letters) – In which Sherlock reveals his merits as a housekeeper, and a few other things, too.
Tree Topper by May_Shepard (E, 4,017 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Christmas Tree, Christmas Fluff, Drunken Shenanigans, Smut, First Time, Friends to Lovers) – Sherlock and John are celebrating Christmas the best way they know how--alone together, with booze. They've almost finished decorating their tree, but John is determined to find the best way to top it.
Golden Hours by stopthat (M, 4,783 w., 2 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || POV Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, Fluff and Angst, Hugs and Cuddles, Conversations, First Kiss/Time, Seaside Cottage, Love Confessions, Frottage, Tenderness, Sexual Tension) – John is too quiet. Sherlock whisks him away to the sea.
Letters, the Reading Of by earlgreytea68 (T, 5,334 w., 1 Ch. || PODFICS AVAILABLE: [PODFIXX || THEMUSECALLIOPE] || Tags to Be Added) – While he's dead, Sherlock writes John letters. John reads them. Part 2 of the Letters series [TRANSLATIONS: Polski || Русский]
Five Times Sherlock Fell Asleep in John's Arms by Accident and the One Time He Did It – Accidentally – on Purpose by WillowGrove (T, 7,201 w., 6 Ch, || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Five and One, Falling Asleep, Cuddling & Snuggling, Texting, Tea, First Kiss, Dreams, Fever, Comfort, Caretaker John, Love, Humour, Fluff) – Sherlock notices that John keeps cuddling him to sleep and he rather likes it. But then John stops, and Sherlock has to result to schemes to make it happen again. Who falls asleep, who wakes up in who’s arms, and – most importantly – will there be a kiss in the end?
Three New Messages by earlgreytea68 (M, 7,485 w., 2 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Tags to Be Added Upon Reading) – If you were dying, if you'd been murdered -- in your very last seconds, what would you say? [TRANSLATIONS: Русский || 中国]
of midnight moments and mistletoe by hudders-and-hiddles (M, 7,669 w., 4 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Christmas, First Kiss, Fluff, Mistletoe, Snow) – John and Sherlock are throwing a Christmas Eve party, and the flat is all strung up with mistletoe.
The Love Song of Two Idiots by SkipandDi (T, 7,868 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Crack, Humour, Proposals) – The eighth time Sherlock proposed to John, it was on a Thursday afternoon in the middle of a Tesco. And like the seven times before, he got rejected. Part 2 of The Infiltrate Series
Tomorrow by Berty (M, 9,517, 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Magical Realism AU || Canon Divergence, Christmas, Hurt/Comfort, Spells and Enchantments, Married John/Mary, Difficult Decisions, Fluff and Angst) – The night before they travel to Dorset to spend Christmas with Sherlock's parents and John's wife, 221 Baker Street is peaceful with the smell of baking, flickering candles and presents under the tree. But Father Christmas can't be relied upon to bring the boys their heart's desires. Just as well Mrs Hudson - who is NOT a fairy godmother OR their housekeeper, thank you very much - is so good at her job.
Casualty by Silvergirl (E, 12,051 w., 4 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Canon Compliant Until T6T, Mary’s Dead, Trauma/Comfort, John’s a Good Friend, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss/Time, Sherlock Learns Teamwork, Parentlock) – Sherlock renders assistance at a hit-and-run and is left deeply shocked. When the accident turns into a case, John moves back in to 221b to help—and finds that Sherlock has way oversold his image as an emotionless thinking machine.
A Thousand Kisses Deep by Susan (E, 12,689 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Time Travel, Longing, Angst, Post S1, Time Travel Fix It) – “Come here,” Sherlock said and when he did, he put his arm across John’s shoulder, and pulled him close. John let him, and after a moment, rested his head against Sherlock’s chest. Sherlock felt the familiar ache, a longing for what might have been. If only he’d been braver, more sure of John’s feelings. He dropped his arms and stepped back. It was too late. Things were as they were meant to be. But it was autumn in Sussex, and everything was changing. If you were given a chance to go back to the beginning and make things right, would you take it?
The Zebra Sheets by agirlsname (M, 13,733 w., 35 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post TRF, POV Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, UST, Dialogue-Heavy, Relationship Negotiation, Holidays/Sussex, Touch-Starved Sherlock, Brief Mentions of Torture, Falling in Love, Mentions of Past Drug Use) – Sherlock is back from the dead and he's exhausted. So is John. They go on a holiday to a faraway cottage and unexpected truths are revealed.
Almost Home by Berty (E, 13,871 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Alternate First Meeting, Captain John, Pining John, University Student Sherlock, Gay Bar, First Time, Anal, Mutual Masturbation, Protective Big Brother Mycroft, POV John, Time Skips, Memories, Angst With Happy Ending) – He pulls out the ID card – the one that Sherlock had somehow seen when he was buying drinks at that awful club. He’s had other ID cards since then but he’s hung on to this one for some reason. He looks at the image of his face, young and pale and idealistic, and he knows that just a month later that man would have found and lost the love of his life within a week, and even knowing that, John wouldn’t change a single thing.
About Sleep and Coffee and the Existence of Fate by Atiki (E, 17,426 w., 6 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Fluff, Marriage Proposal, Humour, 5 and 1) – Naturally, John was startled when suddenly the ultimate solution occurred to him: Marriage. This was, of course, a bit of a fundamental problem rather than an actual solution. One didn't simply use the words “Sherlock” and “marriage” within the same sentence. Not even in a hypothetical context. Five times John kind of wanted to propose to Sherlock, and one time he didn’t have to.
Straight Boy Pain by Glenmore (NR, 18,257 w., 10 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Coming Out, Pain, Romance, Birds, Sexuality) – Sherlock is in pain. Billy Kinkaid, the Camden garroter and best man Sherlock knows, diagnoses it. Ademar Silver, a male prostitute in south London, attempts to treat it. Lestrade, kindly Detective Inspector of New Scotland Yard, doesn’t notice it. Eventually, John Watson, healer and registered medical doctor, cures it. And a beautician called Penny paints Sherlock’s toenails.
Over Cloud and Under Cloud by khorazir (T, 16,477 w., 3 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Cabin Pressure Crossover || Post-TRF, Angst, Humour, Pre-Slash, Pining) – After his Fall, Sherlock travels the world to destroy what remains of James Moriarty's criminal empire. When things don't go according to plan and he finds himself in desperate need of a discreet means of travel, cue MJN Air... Part 1 of the Over/Under series
Winter to Spring by standbygo (E, 19,416 w., 10 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post S4, Post-Nuclear War, Parenthood, Danger, BAMF Sherlock, Whump, Angst with Happy Ending) – Sherlock is babysitting Rosie when the ultimate disaster strikes London. There will be fear, there will be danger, there will be despair - but in the end, there will be love.
Divinest Sense by ChrisCalledMeSweetie (E, 25,001 w., 18 Ch. |  PODFIC AVAILABLE || Alternate First Meeting, Mental Health Issues, First Kiss/Time, Coded Clues, Virgin Sherlock, Bisexual John, Slow Burn) – John has been sectioned — deemed to be a danger to himself and others — and is facing six months in an experimental psychiatric treatment facility. After his recent drug overdose, Sherlock is being shipped off by his brother to live amongst the mad, as though this will somehow improve his mental health. What will happen when these two damaged men meet under the least auspicious of circumstances?Hint: You can expect some humorous misunderstandings, burgeoning attraction, coded clues that the reader is invited to try to decipher, eventual explicit sex, and altogether more fluff than one might imagine, given the rather dark premise of this story. Part 1 of the Divinest Senses
Extraction by holmesian_love (NR, 28,594 w., 15 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF/Hiatus, Kidnapped Sherlock, BAMF John, Rescue Mission) – While Mycroft spends a month working overtime to find his brother, with agents reporting back and an extraction team in place, John's world is turned upside down, after a surprise delivery shakes his foundations. He is forced back into the world of Sherlock Holmes, completely unprepared to face the consulting detective.The extraction is only the beginning for these three men as they face the consequences of past actions. Part 1 of Extraction
The Whore of Babylon Was a Perfectly Nice Girl by out_there (E, 32,897 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Past Drug Use, Blowjobs, Toplock, Mentions of Switching, Rough Sex, Background Cases, Sherlock’s Past, Sherlock’s Sexual History, Experienced Sherlock, Past One Night Stands, Fingering, Cuddling, Possessive Sherlock, Paris Holiday, Bed Sharing, Naked Lie-Ins, Bathing Together, Confessions, Worried Sherlock, Laying in Bed All Day, Meddling Mycroft, Naked Lazy Day) – Sherlock walks into a room and takes all the space right out of it. He does the same inside John's head.
You Should Have Changed Course Long Ago by msdisdain (E, 33,235 w., 12 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Epistolary, Slow Burn, Angst, Flashbacks, Frottage, Rimming, Anal Sex, Fingering, Blow Jobs, First Time, Outdoor Sex, Light Dom/Sub, Blogging) – John realizes too late what has been in his heart all along, and flees London. But can he ever truly leave Sherlock behind?
Ride On by Silvergirl (M, 34,342 w., 9 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || TEH Divergence, Reunion, First Kiss / Time, Mutual Pining, Alternating POV, Sherlock’s Violin, Music, Original Characters, Happy Ending) – After the disastrous reveal at the Landmark, John tells Sherlock there can be no excuse for what he’s done, and no forgiveness. Sherlock leaves London and starts a new life, and not even the British Government knows where. It’s up to John to track him down and make things right, with a trip around the world and a clue only John would recognize.
Chances Are by Berty (M, 51,830 w., 14 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post TGG, POV Sherlock, Head Injury, Medical Procedures, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Mycroft Being Mycroft, Injury Recovery, Sherlock Whump, John Whump, Developing Relationship, Emotions, Revelations, Friends to Lovers, Doctor John, First Kiss/Time, Aphasia, Muteness, Feelings) – Sherlock is spending some time in his mind palace - so far, so normal. But why is John there, why do things keep changing and why are there only two exits from the sitting room at 221B, neither of which seem to go anywhere useful? It's a case like no other for Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.
Quarantine by wendymarlowe (T, 53,950 w., 200 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Coronavirus / Quarantine, John’s Blog, Asexual Sherlock, Slow Burn, Epistolary, Developing Relationship, Real Time, Case Fic) – John and Sherlock are stuck at 221B together due to coronavirus concerns. Sherlock slowly drives John barmy. [TRANSLATIONS: Русский]
Letters, Resolved by earlgreytea68 (M, 55,253 w., 14 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Tags to Be Added) – The letters have been written, read, and discussed. But that doesn't mean anything's been resolved. Yet. Part 5 of Letters [TRANSLATIONS: Русский]
Saccharomyces cerevisiae (Baker's Yeast) by yaycoffee (E, 60,879 w., 13 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Unplanned Pregnancy / One Night Stand, Drunken Sex, First Kiss/Time, Bit of Case Fic, Sally/Sherlock Drunk Sex First Ch.) – Sometimes, one makes an imprudent decision born of a devastating combination of drink and sentiment. Sometimes, the consequences of that decision take on a life of their own. And sometimes, the facing of those consequences shapes every aspect of one's life--from the hugely meaningful down to the seemingly insignificant. Part 1 of the Knows His Own series
In Memoriam by strangegibbon (E, 66,136 w., 15 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-TRF, Romance, Angst, Drama, Amnesia, Humour, Sherlock’s Violin, Sherlock in A Sheet, Blogs, Alcohol, PTSD, UST, Mystery, Hurt/Comfort, First Time, Anal Sex, Oral Sex) – Sherlock returns from his self-imposed exile to find a John Watson he barely recognises. Now he must solve the mystery of the disappeared man and try to rebuild their relationship as well as deal with his own return to a London that has forgotten him. Part 2 of the In Memoriam series
The Vapor Variant by 88thParallel (CanadaHolm) (M, 72,684 w., 18 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-THoB, John Whump, Protective Sherlock, Guilty Sherlock, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD John, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Suspense, Virus, Sick Fic, Big Brother Mycroft) – They stood face to face in the middle of a clearing. The dim light of the moon barely allowed Sherlock to see the glassy terror in John’s eyes and the sweat that glistened off his forehead. His nose was bleeding again, blood dripping in a slow stream from his right nostril. They were both gasping for air, John’s eyes locked on Sherlock’s. There was no recognition there, just wild animal fear. Time stood still for an eternal few seconds, and Sherlock took a shaky breath. “John—”Spell broken, John spun and bolted back into the woods. Still heaving for air, Sherlock took off after him. 
The Wedding Garments by cwb (E, 105,390 w., 36 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Alternate Future AU || Alternate First Meeting, Dating / Arranged Marriages, Romance, First Kiss/Time, Heavy Petting, Cuddles, POV Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn / Falling in Love / Dev. Rel., Nervous/Anxious Sherlock, Jealous/Cranky Sherlock, Hiking, Vacation Homes / Honeymoon, Sherlock’s Family, Horny John/Sherlock, Patient John, Massages, Hand Jobs, Assassination Plots, Oral Sex, Case Fic, Emotional Love Making, Bath Time Fun) – This is the story of a young consulting detective who wants nothing to do with marriage and an army doctor who wants to find true love. It's 2020 post-Brexit England and the British government is encouraging arranged marriages. Candidates meet through state-run agencies and date in hopes of finding love (and tax benefits). Sherlock doesn't need or want a spouse, at least not until John Watson shows up. Hesitant to give in to his more carnal urges because of the way they derail his mind, how will Sherlock progress toward the more intimate aspects of a relationship? The answer lies in a very special wedding gift.
Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court. Part 1 of the Care And Companionship series
The Case of the Green Gown by splix (E, 209,261 w., 29 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post S3, Case Fic, First Time, Action/Adventure, Angst, Peril, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Slow Burn, Torture) – ...Watson had at that time deserted me for a wife, the only selfish action which I can recall in our association. I was alone. –– Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Blanched Soldier
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If we doin soft Sunday,
Can we get lucie and Connor back together 🥹
Omg… I never did have them get back together last week. This is an angsty world we have been living in with Lu and Con. I’m so sorry! Let me fix it 🥰
Lucie is shaking as she pulls up her NYU portal to check the grade of her final she was sure she had failed when she walked out of the lecture hall on Wednesday. She exhales hard, thinking about Lio’s words and trying to tell herself it will be okay no matter what. She can retake the class next semester. She clicks into the final grade link, biting her lip hard between her top and bottom row of teeth.
Pass- 89%
OH MY GOD! She thrusts her hands in the air, fist pumping in her empty apartment. She runs around excitedly, leaping over her coffee table to dance on the couch.
“Oh my god, I have to tell Con!!!!” She squeals, rushing to her phone. 
The phone in her hand becomes a wake up call. She can’t call Connor. That’s incredibly unfair to him when she broke up with him two weeks ago. She sets the phone back on her desk, then walks to the kitchen to grab a beer. She pops it open, taking a celebratory sip that feels more sad and pathetic than anything else. She looks at the 9:30am time, then goes to the sink to pour it down the drain.
Why does life feel so gray? 
“Connor.” Her inner monologue begins. “He made sure all these moments felt special.” 
After every big moment, Connor would take her out to one of her favorite restaurants. They would order an obscene amount of food and always dessert. He would hype her up to the waiter, telling them how amazing his girlfriend was.
“She’s so smart. Sooooo pretty too. She goes to NYU. Hey, do you guys have candles you can put on the ice cream? She deserves them."
Lucie smiles at the memory, walking back to her phone. She pulls up messages, sending him a quick text. She can’t stop herself. She wants him to know. Even if he says nothing back, she feels like he shares in this with her.
I passed.
She picks at her finger nails, turning her phone face down to avoid staring at it. His response comes in ten minutes later.
Of course you did. Proud of you, Lu 😘
Those words soothe her heart. And break it all at once. Tears fill Lucie’s eyes as she sends a similar text to Lio. 
That’s great, Lu! Let’s celebrate with  🍣. Like 6?
Sushi with Lio is sure to cheer her up. She doesn’t have to ask where. She knows. There is only one place they ever get sushi. When she arrives there later that night, she scans the restaurant for Lio, but he isn’t there yet. The door opens behind her as she is about to speak to the hostess to ask for a spot for two.
It’s Connor. 
“Uh… Lio had something come up with the team. He is sorry and sent me instead.” Bullshit, but Lucie doesn’t mind the substitute.
Connor and Lucie order half the menu, like always. They settle into nice, polite conversation that has Lucie wanting to pull her hair out by the end. Connor barely touches her, even as she tries to accidentally bump hands and knees where they sit together at the sushi bar. Damn him and his respectfulness. She wants him to run his fingers along the small of her back and play with her thong line through her satin dress. 
As she finishes the last bite of Mochi from their dessert, Lucie feels dread fill her full stomach. Connor pays for the bill even as Lucie tries to wrangle the receipt away from him. 
“You’re a poor college student.”
“My parents are millionaires.” She shrugs, putting her card back into her wallet.
“You’re never going to pay for a meal if I’m sharing the table with you.” She loves that about him. His chivalry. The way he holds the door open for her as they leave the restaurant. How he guides her to the left around a hole in the sidewalk. He steps off the curb, hailing a cab for her. He hands the driver a hundred, way more than the cost of the fair back to her place and the tip. His way of not letting her pay for that either. He turns back to her with the door of the cab open for her. 
“I’m glad Lio had a thing.” Lucie murmurs as she steps off the curb. Her high heels clack the concrete and Connor watches her approach with wanting eyes. “Thank you for tonight. You always make me feel special.”
“You are special, Lu. You deserve all of this.” Lucie closes her eyes in agony, then leans in to give Connor a hug. Her nose ghosts along his jaw as he leans his head down to lean into hers. The hug is more than friends. It’s two lovers who ache for each other through their hollowed out bones.
“Don’t let go yet.” She practically cries when she feels his hands moving. He was gripping her tighter and she doesn’t know how much he is still holding back.
“Luc, you look so beautiful tonight.” He says into her shoulder. “Wanna kiss you so bad.” Lucie pulls away and puts her lips on his. Connor’s hands wind along her lower back, gripping her dress at her hips and crushing her into his body. “Come back to me. Please.” He sighs anxiously as she pulls away. “I’ll fix it. I’ll make everything better. Move in with me and Lio and we will figure out everything else out. Please. I will get on my knees and beg if I have to, Luc.”
“I feel so lost without you, Con. I’m so, so sorry. I don’t want this anymore. I want you and me.”
“Thank you Jesus.” He moans, shuffling her towards the open cab door. “Hey man, change of plans.” He says then rattles off his and Lio’s address. “Gonna make you mine all over again tonight.” He whispers in her ear, nibbling her ear lobe as his fingers wander up her inner thigh. 
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There's a Way (Chapter Two)
Summary: This is Part Thirteen of my series A Herrmann/Halstead Production. It is an AU where Christopher Herrmann's mom had an affair with Pat Halstead resulting in a baby. The series follows this OC character (Rebecca "Bex" Herrmann) as she grows up and gets to know her brothers and the various Chicago teams. It is very much an AU, just to underscore that. It doesn't follow the same timeline and characters will follow different paths.
Click here for the Series Rundown where you can find the links to read all of the previous installments (which I highly recommend you do so that this one makes sense.)
Rating: Teen Audiences and Up
Relationships: Christopher Herrmann & Original Female Character, Jay Halstead & Original Female Character, Will Halstead & Original Female Character, Jay Halstead & Will Halstead, Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz & Original Female Character, pre-Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes
Warnings: Stress over coming out, discussion of past abuse, emotional hurt/comfort, Pat Halstead being a horrible human being, angst with a happy ending.
A/N: I'll post the link to the ao3 page at the bottom. This story has not only an OC character, but some quirky elements which may or may not be everyone's jam. Just FYI. Updates will be slow coming as I pick away at them during breaks from work. I couldn't take a full break from this though - I'm too excited to write it so I made working on this series my reward for when I get stuff done, lol
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Connor
Connor sipped at his beer, debating if he should rescue Will.
The man was currently trapped at the bar by Bex’s friend. Hopefully this guy was just a friend considering the way he was currently flirting with Will—who was looking extremely perplexed by this turn of events.
Will was still a bit on a conundrum to him. There were times when there was clearly something thrumming through their interactions, but then he always pulled back. Connor wasn’t about to push. He’d been there. Will deserved the space to get there in his own time.
Something this guy wasn’t really giving him, judging by how he was leaning into Will’s space.
A rescue it was then.
He set down his beer and made his way over to Will’s side. “Hey, man,” he elbowed his way between the two of them. “I promised next round for everyone, but no way I’m going to be able to carry it all. Mind giving me a hand?”
“Yes, absolutely,” Will jumped in. “Nice talking to you, Beau, but I’m going to, ah—” He motioned at Connor and the bar and Beau nodded at him, backing away.
“Pleasure was mine, Will,” Beau smiled at him before leaving them be and heading in Bex’s direction.
“Thank you,” Will muttered under his breath.
“Oh, I was serious about the help,” Connor said. “I only have so many hands. But you’re welcome. You looked like you could use the escape route.”
“Yeah,” Will sighed, running a hand through his hair, messing it up in that way that always made Connor’s hand itch to smooth it back for him. “I came here to celebrate Chris, you know? Not flirt with strangers.”
“So, it was the stranger part that was the problem? You’re okay flirting with someone you know?” Connor couldn’t resist teasing him just a little, especially when his cheeks pinked up like that.
“What are the drinks we’re getting?” Will cleared his throat and turned back to the bar.
Connor chuckled and rattled off the orders for their group when Otis came their way. “New subject,” he said and Will instantly relaxed. “Were any of you planning on telling me there was going to be karaoke involved with this party? Bex neglected to mention it during all twenty of her invites.”
“I just found that out myself,” Will groaned. “It’s too late for escape. The only way out is through, man.”
Their drinks arrived and Connor raised his in a salute before taking a swig. “Been nice knowing you.”
***
Beau
“You know,” Beau murmured to Bex as he sidled in beside her. “If I’d known you hung out with this many ridiculously attractive people, I would have crashed one of your parties a lot sooner.”
She turned to him with wide eyes. “You are not allowed to sleep with any of them!”
He hid the sting of those words with a lazy grin. “How many times do I have to tell you that I’m turning over a new leaf,” he said. No one seemed to believe him yet which was getting a little irritating.
Case in point, Bex cocked an eyebrow at him. “Mm-hmm.”
“Seriously, I’m tired of doing the short-term thing.” The love ‘em and leave ‘em lifestyle was only fun for so long. Especially when you started meeting people you actually wanted to stick around only for them to leave you.
He wanted what Patti and Pete had. Someone who had his back. Someone to laugh with. Someone to love.
He’d thought for half a second when he’d first met Bex that she could be that person. But it wasn’t meant to be. They worked exceptionally well as friends in any case and he was also pretty sure she was hung up on someone else.
“Since you keep turning me down,” he said with a friendly elbow nudge. “I’ve got to keep looking. Who knows? The love of my life could be here in this very bar. Your brother Will is pretty cute, by the way.”
“You’re ridiculous,” Bex laughed, leaning back into his side. “And I’m sure you’ll find the perfect match to that ridiculousness someday. Not Will.” She pointed a very serious finger in his face. “But I’ll keep my eye out for you.”
“Fair enough,” he agreed, casting his gaze out on the crowd. He caught a glimpse of someone else looking their way. A fairly attractive guy, but he was a little too angular for Beau’s tastes. He’d seen him somewhere before though…ah, right—outside of Leon’s with Bex’s brother’s team of cops. If memory served, he’d been looking pretty intensely at Bex back then too.
Beau snuck a glance down at Bex only to see her meet the guy’s eyes and give him a wave, full-on heart eyes on display.
Ah. Well. He definitely couldn’t compete with that.
Beau watched the two of them look away from each other after a charged moment, weirdly pretending that they hadn’t been visually pining for each other two seconds ago.
Interesting. If he wasn’t going to be finding love tonight, the least he could do was a little helpful nudging for one of his favourite friends.
A plan started to form in his brain and he had a feeling Bex was going to be owing him a second favour before the night was done.
***
Bex
Thirty minutes later…
“To Lieutenant Herrmann,” Uncle Bo said, raising his glass and capping off the end of his little speech in a toast to Chris.
“To Lieutenant Herrmann!” The whole room echoed back.
Bex smiled at the sight of Chris and Cindy snuggling into each other’s sides and clinking their glasses together. She was ridiculously happy for them—especially happy for Chris. He’d worked so hard for so long to make Lieutenant and she knew it was something he’d almost given up hope on. Thank goodness for Cindy always giving him that nudge to follow his heart.
The party was going extremely well so far. Everyone was having fun and no one seemed too put off yet by the karaoke plan. It was going to be a good night. She could feel it.
“Okay, okay,” Chris had a hold of the mic and was waving a hand for everyone to settle down. “I hope someone took a video of the Chief saying such nice things about me so I can play it for him the next time I screw up.” He ducked his head with a little grin as laughter and good-natured jibes were thrown his way.
“Seriously though,” he continued. “It means so much to me to have so many of my favourite people in one room. And Mouch too.” More chuckles for that one.
Bex could see Chris using the laughs to give himself a beat to breathe. He was great at giving speeches for other people, but always had a harder time when the spotlight was focused on him.
“Thank you for coming out tonight to celebrate with me. It’s truly an honour to be part of the team at 51 and here’s to many more years of that to come.” He raised his glass and everyone did another cheer.
“Now,” he said, his face growing serious. “You may have heard a rumour that Otis talked me into getting a karaoke machine for Molly’s…and it’s true.” There was a mix of groans and cheers throughout the room at that. “We decided that in honour of this celebration and in order to do a trial run to figure out how the heck this thing works, we’re having a karaoke contest tonight! It’s going to be CFD versus CPD versus Med. What do you think of that?”
Of course, the mere suggestion of competition got everyone on board. Bex laughed to herself as the doubters instantly got in line as everyone started separating into their groups, ready to annihilate the other two teams.
“We’re playing for bragging rights,” Chris said.
“That’s all?” Adam called out.
“Heck yes,” Mouch answered. “The right to lord it over the rest of you until we do this again next year? I’ll take that.”
“So, wait,” Maggie sat up. “Is this going to be an annual thing?”
Chris shot a look at Mouch. “Apparently,” he said, dryly. “Let’s see how tonight goes, okay?”
He started giving out the instructions that we’d set up. Everyone picked out songs and wrote them down on a slip of paper to put in a hat. Each team would take turns and would have to sing whatever song was on the slip they pulled out.
“Hey, what team is Bex going to be on?” Antonio called out. “Dibs for our team!”
“Bex is going to be the judge,” she stepped in, heading off the protest that was already forming from the other two teams.
“And I will be her co-judge,” Beau said smoothly as he stepped up beside her. “What?” He shrugged when she gave him a look. “Wouldn’t be fair for me to compete and I can be a totally impartial judge.”
“That is true,” Mouch said, pointing at Beau and nodding vigorously. “Very true. I like this guy.”
“Okay, fine,” Bex rolled her eyes. She wasn’t going to put up a fight on that one. At least if Beau was judging with her, she could keep an eye on him. “Beau and I will be judging. Points will be given out not for skill—”
“Lucky for you guys,” Jay smirked at Will who made a face at him.
“But for enthusiasm, dedication, and showmanship,” she finished, ignoring her brothers.
“No points at all for skill?” Shay asked and Bex nodded. “Okay, I’m in.”
“Awesome,” Bex clapped her hands together. “Song books are at the front. You’ve got ten minutes to make your song selections, write them on the slips of paper, and deposit them in the hat. On your mark, get set, go!”
She stepped out of the way of the mad scramble and wandered over to where Sam and Devon were hanging out. “You guys not going to make any selections?”
“We’ll roll the dice and go with whatever comes up,” Sam grinned at her. “More fun that way.”
“Isaac couldn’t make it tonight?” She hadn’t seen any sign of their other boyfriend and was hoping maybe he’d be putting in an appearance later on.
“No,” Devon laughed. “He got wind of the karaoke portion of the evening and faked a cold.”
“Coward.” Bex shook her head. Still, it was nice to see the two of them there, getting along with everyone else from the other areas of her life. Even when it reminded her of who was missing.
“You guys heard anything from Emery this week?” she asked, half afraid to hear the answer.
Devon shook his head. “She hasn’t been returning any messages and she wouldn’t answer the door when Malia stopped by. I don’t know what to do, Bex. I feel like we’re losing her.”
“We’ll figure it out,” Bex wrapped an arm around his shoulders for a little side hug. “There’s got to be a way to get through to her. It’s Emery. We won’t let her get lost.”
“I hope you’re right,” Sam said quietly. He sent her a weighted look, filled with everything he’d seen on the job so far, knowing how far the odds were against them.
“We’ll figure it out,” Bex repeated, trying to reassure them as much as herself. She couldn’t let herself think of any other option.
“Alright, alright!” Chris was yelling out at the front of the room. “Last call for song picks. Let’s get this show on the road!”
“That’s my cue.” She gave them both a quick hug. “Try and have a good time tonight, guys. It’ll be good bonding for you and the team, Sam.” She shot him a grin as he groaned.
“Yeah, until they hear me sing,” he said.
She laughed and made her way up to the make-shift stage where Beau was waiting. They’d drawn lots and had the order down: Team CFD first, then Team Med, followed by Team CPD. Everyone would take turns sending someone up to pick a song. “Okay, gang,” Bex called out. “Who’s got first pick?”
Kelly came jogging up and made a show of digging around the hat before pulling out a slip. He read it and dropped his head with a laugh. “Casey,” he said, holding up the paper with a smile that held a touch of sadness around the edges. “You gotta do this one with me. It’s Andy’s favourite.”
“No way,” Matt came over, shaking his head as he checked out the slip. “Okay, man,” he laughed as he grabbed one of the microphones. “Let’s do this.”
Kelly handed the paper over to her and she smiled as she cued up the song. Livin’ On a Prayer came busting out over the speakers. Matt and Kelly instantly launched into their best rock star impressions as everyone cheered them on.
Bex and Beau awarded them a solid 10 points. Same for Doris and Maggie who danced it out to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun and then Adam and Kevin who got everyone singing along to Sweet Caroline.
“Tied scores across the board so far, folks,” Bex said, tallying things up on the score board. “Who’s up next?”
“Come on, Mouch,” Chris sauntered up. “Let’s show these kids how it’s done.”
The two of them brought the house down with Any Way You Want It by Journey while Tony and Capp accompanied them with intensely enthusiastic air guitar.
“I don’t know about you, Bex,” Beau said. “But I think that performance just earned some bonus points.”
“I think you may be correct, Beau,” she nodded. “CFD earns 10 points plus another 10 bonus points for style.”
The CFD side of the room exploded into cheers. “That’s what I’m talking about,” Chris yelled.
“Get up there, Will,” Natalie said as she and April pushed him up to the front of the room. “We need to redeem ourselves.”
Will shook his head, laughing as he pulled a slip out of the hat. The smile faltered as he read the song on the paper. “Seriously?”
“Lemme see,” Beau leaned over his shoulder and chuckled. “Nice. Show us what you got, Doc.”
Will sighed and turned to Team Med, showing them his paper. “I’m going to need some help.”
The Med crew leaned forward and burst into giggles at his paper. “I got you, Big Red,” Maggie said as she joined him up at the front. “You can be Ginger Spice and I’ll be Scary. Natalie, come up here and be Sporty Spice. April, you’re gonna be Baby.”
The two of them joined Will and Maggie with minimal fuss.
“What about Posh Spice?” Bex asked with a grin.
“Connor,” the four of them said in unison.
“Now that’s just type-casting,” Connor grumbled as he set down his drink to join the other.
Beau cued up Wannabe and the five of them jumped right in. It wasn’t the most performance of the evening so far, but the attitude was there and really, wasn’t that the most important part when it came to a Spice Girls song?
Everyone clapped when they did the classic poses at the end of the song and bowed before taking their seats. “Let me just consult with my fellow judge here,” Beau said, leaning in toward Bex.
***
Mouse
He tried not to glare as that Beau guy leaned in to whisper in Bex’s ear. Nudging her side and making her laugh. Sharing her space. Looking like he fit right in.
“Hey,” Jay leaned over, startling him out of his thoughts. “We have to go next.”
“What?” That got his attention. “No. Why? Also, no.”
“Come on,” Jay pleaded. “Chris and Will already went up. I can’t be the stick in the mud brother. I’ll never hear the end of it.”
“You’ll never hear the end of it if you get up there either,” Mouse pointed out.
“Eh.” Jay waved a hand in the air. “Different flavour of teasing on that one. I’d rather get roasted for being just as bad as they were instead of not even being brave enough to go up there.”
“And yet you’re not brave enough to go up with out me?”
“Obviously.” Jay poked at his shoulder. “Come on, I’ll buy you a beer.”
“And a pizza night,” Mouse bartered.
“Yeah, sure, whatever.”
That was too easy. He should have gone for two pizza nights.
“Ten points to Team Med and five bonus points for a bold attempt at choreography.” Bex declared from the front. “Team CPD, you’re up next!”
Jay stood up, hauling Mouse to his feet. The look on Bex’s face was almost worth the upcoming humiliation. Almost.
“Seriously?” She asked gleefully. “This is going to be amazing.”
He shook his head as Jay dug through the hat, regretting a fair number of his life choices that had led him to this point. Jay’s eyes lit up as he read their slip.
“Remember the last night of basic training?” he whispered to Mouse.
“…vaguely.”
“That bar with the jukebox?”
“Oooh.” The memory snapped into place for Mouse. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
Jay showed him their paper with a smirk. “We’ve got this.”
Click here for Chapter Three Click here for Chapter Four Click here for Chapter Five Click here for Chapter Six Click here for Chapter Seven - Bonus Content
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m-jelly · 2 years
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JELLYYY! ITS ME AGAIINN
CONGRATS ON 2K, LUV! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOUUUU ( ˘ ³˘)♥
Ok so the prompts I'll be using is "I have something to confess" and "I've been thinking"
so the idea I have is that Levi and reader haven't seen eachother for a loong time and Levi finally tries contacting the reader
( ik the plot seems bland but its just in my 11PM drunk thoughts༎ຶ‿༎ຶ aand i hope the prompts fit the plot i mentioned) n e wayz congrats agaiin mwaa (~ ̄³ ̄)~
(~ ̄³ ̄)~ hello my lovely!! Been a while! Miss you boo. Thank you so much!!
4) I've been thinking...
6) I have something to confess.
Levi and you knew each other as kids, but you became distant due to moving schools. You met up as adults and clicked. You exchanged your numbers and chatted. You spark up a friendship again and become close. You have to go away for work and it means you can't talk to Levi for a long time. When you return, Levi shoots his shot and calls you.
You: Hey, Levi. I'm back finally! We should catch up again for drinks. Can't believe I was out of the country for two months! How have things been?
Levi: It's good to hear your voice again. I'm okay, things are well and my business is running smoothly. I'd love to have drinks with you, I think it'd be good, but before we do I have a few things to say.
You: Oh yeah? What's up?
Levi: Well, while you've been gone I've been thinking...
You: Tell me what you've been thinking about.
Levi: *sigh* I have something to confess. *he softly says your name* I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since we were kids. Meeting you again has been the best thing ever because I got to fall in love with you all over again. Losing you for two months made it clear to me how much you mean to me and how I can't walk away from us and you again.
You: Levi...
Levi: I know I'm not much. I'm not a good looking guy and I'm not confident in social settings. I'm not this stud of a guy with lots of brains. You deserve an incredible person who will have all that and treat you right. I can only give you love and I can spoil you, but I don't have the looks and social skills. I'm sorry.
You: *sniff* Levi. Why would you say horrible things about yourself? Do you know how attractive you are? You're stunning to me! You're so handsome. When I'm with you, I don't get flutters and nerves. I feel calm with you. I feel safe and I feel like I'm home. I don't need some socially perfect guy. Levi, I want you.
Levi: Really?
You: *giggle* Yes! I love you, Levi! I love you for you. I've loved you since we were kids as well.
Levi: *small laugh* This...this is incredible. I never thought...I love you.
You: I love you.
Levi: I love you.
You: *laugh* I love you.
Levi: *hummed laugh* I love you."
You: So, can I come over and we talk a bit more?
Levi: Actually, I want to take you out for dinner and drinks. Tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up.
You: I'm at home. You know my address, right?
Levi: Yeah. I'll see you in half an hour?
You: Perfect. I can't wait.
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queerasfact · 2 years
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Hey! I know you are mostly a historic blog, but President Biden is trying to amend Title X so to extend it's protections to trans students. To see if it would have enough support, they're letting US residents comment. Most of the comments so far are overwhelmingly against, just wanted to see if you could please signal boost this info (doesn't have to be from this poorly worded ask, I'd love to see a whole post from you guys about this). I'm sending this same ask to a lot of LGBT+ blogs, just want it to reach as many people as possible. Comment period ends on September 12, 2022.
Here's the link to the government website: https://www.regulations.gov/
Thanks for sending this to us - just to clarify I assume this ask is about Title IX "Nondiscrimination on the Basis of Sex in Education Programs or Activities Receiving Federal Financial Assistance"
I can't pretend to have a thorough understanding of US law, but it's clear that trans students need and deserve protection against discrimination wherever possible - and this is way you can help from your computer.
So if you can, please head to this link, click the blue 'comment button' and comment with your reasons for supporting discrimination protections for trans students.
In solidarity with our trans friends in the US,
-Alice
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